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The God who answers after dark ☆ The intro:

Summary: You used to pray to the Gods after dark before you went to sleep, always thinking that you were praying to the good kind. The kind that showed mercy. However you were mistaken, as time passes and you grew older and wiser it will be revealed that your prayers were answered, but not by the Gods you thought you knew, but the dark kind. The kind that your grandmother used to warn you about. Ones you hear in stories. The kind that you should fear, but how can you when it's all you know. How can you when he was the only one who answered?

Tags&warnings: Jungkookxfemreader, mostly fluff I guess, a bit of smut if you would call it that?!?? age gap I guess?!!? Jungkook is obsessed with reader, a bit delusional. Slight manipulation???! MDNI!!!

Word count: 3k+

Note: making this into a series🫶🏽 this is just a little something that I wrote when I was bored. Be prepared for more obsessive and possessive Jungkook!

Was inspired by the book invisible life of Addie-Larue

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It was dark.

The night creating shadows in the corner of your room, allowing your imagination to run wild, creating things scary to imagine.

You wasn’t scared though, because you knew it was your imagination. And because you’ve experienced something way darker. You invited him into your home with a simple whisper, let him talk to you throughout the many dark nights, telling him your dreams and wishes of a better life where you are happy and loved.

You was always an imaginative child. While you watched others make friends, you created your own, that grew along with you. Who only came out at night.

You first called upon him when you were only seven. Mindlessly talking to the open air. You had wanted a friend. A friend you could talk to, play with, share secrets with. So you stared off into the dark and talked about nothing and everything. However, when you saw the shadows in the corner of your room move, and sit before you did you realise that you summoned something else. Not a friend, not an imaginary one, something much darker. Still you spoke to it, and it spoke to you like rough winds in the cool night. It comforted you like a cool breeze in a summers heat.

You found comfort in him. You would mindlessly tell him your dreams. He would make empty promises of giving you that dream felt life. Empty, because they came with a price that you were not willing to pay for. Still he would sit beside you and listen to your stories and dreams.

You had asked him what his dreams were and he had told you that he was the son of a God - he had none, but he could grant them within due time. When he himself became a God. So he settled with telling you stories about Gods and wars. Desperate souls and deals. The kind his father spoke to him about, the kind he experienced himself.

Then, he was an angel, the son of a God he refused to speak of. Now, he is a God himself, the God of Darkness. Like the type you’d find deep in a forest, hidden behind the shadows of the trees, infused within the night that covers the sky like a blanket. Comforting to some, suffocating for others.

You was a child who had a lot to wish for and no control of your imagination back then. His company grew on you so much that he was like an accessory to your room. Like a cushion that decorated your bed, a small plant that had a home on your desk, a stack of books that rested in a pile on your bedside table. He felt like home.

The man that would sit before you, appearance created from your imagination - answered you everytime you called on him. He was always there with you. When you looked out of your window at night, when you wrote in your diary about the stories he’d tell you. In your dreams. He was always there.

It was dark.

So you did what you’ve always done when the lights went out, and people lay deep asleep. The night silent and still.

You called for him.

“Yes my love?” He appeared from the dark corner of your room. Once a shadow, now a man that sat before you on your bed. The only bit of light was the shine from the moon and the small warm lamp next to your bed.

You always expect the bed to shift as he sits down, but his weight is like a feather held in one’s palm. Light and weightless. Proof that the form you see before you is none other than what he has stolen from your imagination. His true form something like a stream in the night. Dark and shallow.

His lean body presented in a white button up shirt and black slacks. Very simple, but styled so well. He was always so well presented, dressed so elegantly. You knew that that wasn’t your imagination that created the fine attire, it was simply him, the Darkness who was a charmer, who had lived many years before you. Of course he’d picked up some style on the way.

“I want to be loved” you spoke out, tone delicate like a whisper, too embarrassed, too afraid.

“Y/n my dear, you are loved by many. Your mother adores you, friends cherish you, need I say more?” His eyes match his soul, dark and intense, yet they still seem to be so warm, inviting. It’s either that or his voice that draws you in. So soothing yet so deep. Like a calm ocean that holds many depth below.

“Not that kind of love. I want to be loved by a man. I want to feel that type of love I read in books and see in movies. The type of love my grandparents have. The type of love that won’t make me feel so alone anymore”

He chuckles a beautiful melody.

You always surprised him. The things you’d speak and dream of so bizarre yet so intriguing. Out of all the souls who begged for his help and all the humans he’s encountered, you’re the one that amused him most. A girl who asked and wished for so much, yet all she needed to do was look in the mirror and realise her worth, her power.

But he of all people knew that wishes were easy to slip from one’s lips. Words slide out of people’s mouths just as easy as a balloons string slips out of a child’s hand, so effortlessly. People are so careless when it comes to words. If only they knew the power it holds.

Wishes, prayers. They were all the same to him. It didn’t matter because they both had the same outcome, the same deal, the same promise, the same fate and the same desperation. The person was always begging and pleading in the end, too desperate to have their prayers answered to form a logical sentence, and to understand a twisted deal.

“You are not alone my love. I am here, I’ve always been here. I am the breeze that embraces you in the night, the darkness that lulls you to sleep. I am here. And you are loved.”

“You are not a man, even if you choose to be in this moment.” Your words are harsh, yes, but that’s what he loved about you. You were honest with him, you weren’t afraid.

“I can be the darkness of the night, a friend when you need company, I can be a man…”

When you make no move to respond to him, he rolls his eyes and sighs. “But before all of that I am a God. A God that answers wishes, say the words and I’ll give it to you, for a price”

This isn’t the first time he’s said this, and this isn’t the first time you’ve asked for something. But it always ends up with the same outcome, an offer of a sacrifice that you refuse. And then the whole interaction is swept away in the night, forgotten.

“Im not sacrificing my soul to you”

“My dear, you’ve called upon me countless of times, I’ve stayed by your side for years, you must know by now that you’re mine. I may not have your soul entirely, but yours is bound with mine, through shared memories and dreams, nights and years.”

“Don’t you get tired of chasing something that doesn’t belong to you? That will never be yours?”

“I have patience” is the only thing he says before he changes the subject back to your previous wish.

“I’d love to help you. You know I always do. But you should know by now that I can’t just give you that. I can’t just muster up a man for you that will make love to you. You want me to grant your wish of being loved by a man, that I can’t do, but like I said, I can be a lot of things.”

His hand reaches out to touch your jaw, thumb caressing it. His touch light, smooth. And despite everything, you wish he would touch you more, so you lean into his touch.

“I can be a God, an Angel, a Devil, a Human. Whatever you’d like me to be, as long as I am yours and you are mine”

“That’s not the type of love I’m talking about” your voice is shaky, unsure of what you want. What you need.

“Oh isn’t it? All those nights you would touch yourself to images of me… where you would talk to yourself about wanting to be touched. Those days where you would listen to all your friends stories about being with another, being touched by another. You envy them. You want to be loved in a way that has your skin littered with goosebumps, chills running down your spine” his fingers brush along your collarbone and you feel a shiver come across your body.

You think back to the nights where you would dream of his fingers against your skin. Light, cool and delicate.

“You must know by now that your body is mine. Your mind, your heart, your soul. Stop wasting your time being stubborn and let me give you what you want. The love you hope for, a world where you’re happy, things go your way. I can give you all of that if you would just be mine”

You hate the fact that he’s partially right. You have dreamt about him and thought of many nights where he would lay you in bed and take you as his. It was one of your dark fantasies that you never spoke of, you couldn’t , not to him.

Just as much as you were, he was stubborn. And as a God that always gets his way, he hates being told no.

“I see you’re making it a habit of calling me yours. You may be a God, but I don’t belong to you. I won’t”

“Within due time”

You don’t say anything else, instead you focus on the stillness of the room. The way his presence is so strong, the way you feel relaxed around him.

“You want me to grant your wish of being loved by a man? I can’t give that to you if you don’t sacrifice, but I can show you how to be loved, y/n. I can show you what it feels like to be touched” his hand brushes the side of your face. His eyes pouring into yours, if you didn’t know his games you would almost fall for his tricks. Almost.

“Is this how you get people to give you their souls? Is this one of your twisted games? I give you my body and you take my soul as a keepsake.” Your breath is shaky as his touch takes over your body, so intense, so wrong but so right.

“I don’t just want your soul y/n. I want your heart, I want your touch, I want your love and your word that you will be mine.”

“You aren’t capable of feeling those things. you’re n-“

“Not human, I know. You’ve told me many times” his fingers brush along your thigh. “But when you have lived amongst humans and dealt with them for as long as I have, you begin to understand real emotions. I’m more human than you’ll ever know ”

His lips brush along your earlobe. “Let me show you”

He lays you down on the bed, hovering over you.

“No man on earth can give you what I can give you. I’ll take their souls if they tried. I can give you the world, the luxury of never having to worry about anything. A life of happiness, a life of freedom. If only you would let me have you”

He spoke so much about making things happen. He could make things happen with the click of his finger. And you wondered if he ever manipulated you in anyway. And why he hasn’t so far. If he really wanted you like he said he does, then why doesn’t he use his power to get you?

He spoke so softly in your ear, his voice like a blanket of silk. You don’t realise that you have yet again leaned in to him. Drawn in by his words, the way he spoke them so effortlessly and so passionately.

“You have me, I’m here right now” you give up your fight and give in to what your body craves.

Your eyes flutter close as you let yourself escape in everything that is him.

Just like when you were a child, you use your imagination to create your own little world. Just you and him for the moment.

You’re lost in his earthy scent. The night sky drawn around you like a blanket, protecting you. A sense of freedom as you seep into the darkness of the night that is him. But when you open your eyes you see more than just the darkness. You see the stars in the night. His eyes mimicking the galaxy as he watches you with so much want.

There in that moment is when you realised how powerful he was. How powerful his words were, his presence was. And his touch…

His touch that had your body reacting in ways you never knew it could.

His touch light, like a cool embrace of the wind.

Except your skin is like the sun, setting your skin on fire as his hands caress your body. You hate that your body reacts so easily to his touch. But over anything else, you hate how he knows your body when you don’t even know it yourself.

He knows just where to touch you, just where you crave another’s touch.

Just where to touch to have the hairs on your body stand up. Eager for more.

His face is in the crook of your neck lightly running his lips along the service, just before he litters small pecks to it. He smells you, breathes you in, humming in the process.

“I’m so full of everything I can have in life, and yet I still crave you”

You shiver when he pauses just by your earlobe.

“What are you doing to me my love?”

You both lock eyes for a second, the world stopping in the moment that is just yours. You don’t answer him. He seems elated with just watching you anyways.

“You’ll let me have you?”

You hold your breath, unsure of what to say. Yes because you want him to take you here right now, but you know how sneaky he can be, you’re afraid that your words would be used against you.

When you make no move to speak, he smirks against your skin and whispers, “Smart girl, I’ve taught you well.”

He takes no time in playing with the lace of your panties. You feel wetness stick to the fabric, something that started once he laid his fingers on you.

He’s always been good with his fingers. One night he played you a song on your guitar, his fingers moving effortlessly over the strings. In this very moment you feel like an instrument. The way his fingers work on you, you creating sounds so melodic you don’t even recognise yourself. The way he holds you so gently as one would with their instrument. You’re not afraid when you’re with him. There’s no need to be when he holds and touches you so gently.

His voice is almost a whisper when he speaks to you. His fingers working inside of you making your back arch and toes curl. Your fingers grab your sheet, mind going crazy because you know you shouldn’t be doing this. This is crazy and it’s not like you at all. And with him?

“You’re so stubborn. Why won’t you be mine? Look how your body is reacting to me. The moment I made myself present, your breathing changed rhythm and heart increased pace. You don’t think I know how you feel?”

You release a pathetic moan. A desperate one that has you cringing with embarrassment because of how needy you sound.

He leans in towards the crook of your neck with a low, “hmm?”

You look away. Too embarrassed and too in awe at the way he’s making you feel - making you act.

“Look at me”.

You find the courage to look at him. His fingers that work inside of you have your pussy creating sounds you never knew it could. You take deep breaths, slight frown on your face as your body’s taken over by the pleasure.

“You’re so wet for me. So needy.”

He continues to watch you with half-lidded eyes. Taking in the moment. Taking in everything that is you.

As the night progresses, you find yourself sinking deeper and deeper into it.

You’ve given yourself to him in this moment - not entirely as he had hoped, but having his way with you in this point in time is more than enough.

He takes you there on your bed. The same place you would speak to him every night, dream of him every occasion.

He’s gentle, careful. His motions precise, enough to have your breath stuck in your throat.

Your mind has been lost in the darkness that is him. You don’t even want to find it.

He’s hovered over you, your legs wrapped around him. Kisses given with each thrust.

He speaks beautiful words to you, hand caressing your face every now and then.

And in this moment you’re sure you’re making love. Even though you know it can’t be because you both know nothing of the sort, but this is exactly how it feels like.

You reach a hand out to him, brushing back his dark stringy locks that fall in front of his face.

He kisses you with so much passion, speaks to you with words that has your heart aching for more.

In this moment you almost give him your word. Your life, your soul. Your head clouded by this intense emotion, a feeling that you can’t grasp. He’s taken you to a whole different universe, mind lost in everything that is him.

You almost give him your word, almost.

And when he brings you to your climax you sink deeper into him, into his embarace. Letting your body infuse with his.

You both lay there in silence for a while until he voices, “Even if you deny it. I’ve given you my word that I’ll stick by your side. There’s no getting rid of me”

You don’t need to ask him about what he means.

You know.

His fingers caress your skin as you close your eyes, letting his words fill the air.

“A soul as beautiful and pure as yours is a soul to wait a lifetime for. And I’ve got a lot of time”

And when you open your eyes, you’re met with nothing but the darkness of your room.

The God who answers after dark ☆

- mimi ☆

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ohbo-ohno · 11 months

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I love your work!! Congrats on 1k followers- your fics are amazing💙💙 May I request ‘country house’ and ‘something isn’t right about (setting). Something is off.’ ? Maybe with Price x reader please? (-:

1k game here - no more please!

i have an unreasonably difficult time thinking of a "something's off" for these prompts. but we write on nonetheless!

1.1k of price being your young daughter's "imaginary" friend. fair warning, this one doesn't have an actual price appearance, it's mostly just vibes. (cw for implied stalking/haunting, no smut!)

The big country house is your dream home.

It had come when you most needed it - your sister had finally gotten tired of letting you and your five year old couch surf and kicked you out with no warning, leaving you with only your car to live in and no prospects.

You'd been driving through a tiny town, only even heard about the house because of a kind waitress who took pity on you when you told her about your situation. She introduced you to her younger sister, a local realtor who'd recently marked down a nice family home to practically nothing because she couldn't get it to sell.

It had seemed too good to be true, honestly. The house is a grand thing - two stories, a wraparound porch, relatively new appliances. The price you paid - you negotiated down - was practically pennies.

But you don't have the privilege of questioning your blessings with a little one relying on you. So you tell yourself that this is just good karma, and you get yourself moved into the home as quickly as possible.

It's weeks later, from that same waitress, that you learn why the house was so cheap. Apparently a local man had been murdered there only a few months ago - a robbery gone wrong, if your source is to be believed, and an apparently very violent death for the poor man living there alone.

It certainly changes the way you feel in the house, knowing that something so horrible happened less than a year ago. The house still feels the same, but you look at it with the knowledge of who might've been there before.

You're... well, you're very lonely these days. You work long hours at home, holed up in your home office, responding to emails and sitting on calls all day. You only really leave to drop off your daughter and to pick her up, or if she wants to go somewhere in the city. If it were up to you, you'd never leave your new property.

And the house isn't small - you've never lived in a multiple story house, let alone one with no one else there. You can never fully shake the paranoia that someone else could be in the house with you, and you'd never know.

You remind yourself that you need to get a dog as soon as you can afford one, and try to wipe the nervousness from your mind.

When summer hits, you and your daughter spend most of your days at home. The house came with quite a bit of land, more than enough for a little five year old to amuse herself with on a nice summer day. You find that you enjoy sitting on the back porch with a cool drink and a book, keeping one eye on the story and another on your daughter while she plays with her dolls.

She doesn't have many friends. You'd worry, but she's always been a happy girl, and she doesn't seem to have any sort of social issues. You don't have the money to get her to a doctor, so you comfort yourself with the idea that she's just a shy child.

So you spend your summer, just the two of you. You spend an almost regrettable amount of time in your office with the door open so you can hear if something goes wrong, but you watch the small nest-egg grow in your bank account, and you tell yourself you'll make it up to your little girl by spoiling her later.

You only start to grow truly concerned about midway through the summer, when your daughter comes to you and tells you about an imaginary friend.

"John says we should play outside today," she says over breakfast one morning, casual as can be between mouthfuls of pancake.

"What's that, honey?" You ask, only half paying attention as you mix another batch.

"John wants to go outside. He's says it's a nice day. He doesn't like that you stay inside so much."

That makes you pause, turning to look over at your daughter. She's never known a John in her life. You have no idea where this is coming from.

"Who's John, sweetheart?"

"My friend," she replies, swinging her legs above the floor, happy as can be. "He was here first. We play together when you're workin'."

You blink at her a little dumbly. You know, logically, that John must be an imaginary friend - someone her little five year old mind has conjured in all her hours alone in the big house. But still, your simmering paranoia about there being someone else in the house spikes.

"Have I ever met John, honey?"

"Nuh-uh," she giggles a little, looking at you with an expression that says silly mommy. "John's not really there, mommy. That's why I gotta take everything outside."

You nod a little, your worry assuaged. It's just an imaginary friend - a perfectly normal kid thing.

"Well," you hum, turning to the skillet to start on your own pancakes. "I wouldn't mind working on the porch today, baby. You and John can play outside all you want."

It should be just that. It is just that.

Except... the idea of an imaginary friend eats at you.

As the pieces start connecting you tell yourself that you've spent too much time alone in this big old house. You tell yourself you need to get out, to find communities for both you and your baby to get involved with.

But the dots still connect.

You think of all the times you've heard your daughter start crying in the middle of the night, only for her to be giggling by the time you get to her room. You think of the night you were sure you left the stove on (you'd planned to make brownies, but gotten distracted while the oven preheated) only to find it completely turned off when you rushed downstars.

You think of the full conversations your sweet baby girl tells about John. She tells you he's tall, with a big beard, and a funny hat. She says he's got a nice voice and soft hands. She says he tells her bedtime stories, and that he has a funny accent.

You sit on the porch one night, and the back door opens behind you. Instead of the sound of small feet pattering towards you, there's silence. The door closes another moment later.

Your daughter tells you that John thinks you should spend more time with them - not her, with them.

The bed is made one day when you're sure you hadn't bothered in the morning. You'd been overwhelmed with work, had been too stressed to bother tucking in your comforter. When you go to bed that night, it's perfectly made with almost military precision.

You watch from the porch as your daughter giggles with her doll, dancing the little toy through the air and talking to nothing. You blow a cool breath over your mug, and tell yourself there's nothing there.

That night, there's a spot of warmth in your bed when you lay down to sleep.

#idk why i keep giving price's readers children #sorry to those of you not down for single mom readers lmfao #deal with it!#bo writes #1k celebration #price x reader #john price x reader #cod fanfic #call of duty fanfic

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greenflamedwriter · 5 months

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I know you | Bingyuan

Story Prompt:

Imagine if Shen Yuan went to sleep, after reading PIDW and ended up IN PIDW, he thinks he's dreaming [but he's just astral projecting]

And he ends up seeing Binghe and helps him.

Yeah he thinks he's lost it, and each time he helps Binghe he decides to write a journel about it and began to write fanfiction of PIDW of a spirit guiding Binghe and people like that MORE than the canon material-

So anyway. he appears when Binghe is three and ends up talking to him and cheering him up. Then he goes forward and ends up when Binghe is a little older.

Binghe likes this gege until his mother laughs, "Ah Binghe are you playing?"

"Yeah this is Shen Yuan!"

Instead of greeting his strange friend with his short hair and weird clothes she only chuckled "You and your imagination come on and help with the chores."

Shen Yuan hummed "She can't see me."

Luo Binghe gazes at him in horror and Shen Yuan blanches "I'm not a ghost!"

But as he sleeps and appears again, he see's the washer women take all of her savings and see's the excitment on her face-

"Binghe do me a favour, tell your mother there are some weirdos in town selling false goods for triple the price."

Luo Binghe told her and she faltered before smiling, "If that was true, they would be run out."

Shen Yuan knew what would happen, then they wouldn't have enough money for medicine then she couldn't work, and when she couldn't work she won't be payed.

Shen Yuan followed her,

...and when she questioned the man at the stall he raised his voice, "Hah? Are you causing trouble?"

Shen Yuan couldn't take it when she stammered and almost payed extra-

He tried to pull her back, but with one touch, he blinked as suddenly he was gazing down at the man-

"Well?"

Shen Yuan huffed as he raised a pale hand and picked up the fake jade "If this was real, then it wouldn't be damaged hmm?" The mans eyes widened as Shen Yuan struck.

And of course, a chip appeared in the Jade Amulet.

The man mouth fell open and the other denizens stared speechless.

"This is supposed to be authentic jade? What do you see?"

"Y-you damaged it- you'll have to pay more than that!"

"A real jade wouldn't scratch. So if you admit to the damage then you admit to the authenciticty." She placed a hand on her hip hand still clutching the jade looking down on him.

"And this one deserves a discount. This one is marked," She turned to the man next to her "See?"

The man nodded "Hmm hmm. That is one big chip-"

"I payed full price!"

All of a sudden a stir erupted, the women dropped a tiny coin, barely change and walked off with her prize.

Shen Yuan walked a few ways ahead, panicking.

"I'm sorry- I didn't mean to- I'll try to let go."

It wasn't until they got home, hearing Luo Binghe play, Shen Yuan inhaled and tried to relax, clear his mind and leeett-

She cried out falling backwards, alerting Binghe.

"Mama!"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

Luo Binghe gave him a dark glare that trapped the words in his throat, "What did you do!?" He cradled his mother glaring at Shen Yuan.

"Binghe? y-your imaginary friend-"

"He won't hurt you anymore Mama-"

"No no it- it was a shock...he didn't mean to, he was just as scared as I was."

Luo Binghe blinked, surprised. "It was awful, losing control of my body but...I felt strong." Her voice filled with emotion then she started crying.

Luo Binghe and Shen Yuan felt more worried, after they went inside, and she was given tea she explained everything that would happen and gazed at the Amulet sadly.

"I wanted to get you a real one."

"Not worth it,"

Luo Binghe glanced at him, and his mother leaned close, "What did he say?"

Luo Binghe looked to Shen Yuan who sighed, "A real Amulet means nothing, you can't eat it or plant it to grow food. And your mother almost lost her life savings to it- a harsh winter is coming and if either of you fall sick you won't pay for a doctor."

After relaying the message tears sprung to her eyes.

"An angel."

"Or a ghost,"

Shen Yuan fidgeted uncomfortable, "I promise I won't do it again," The mother shook her head "Only in dire situations will I allow it. You saved us." Shen Yuan flushed looking away and Binghe beamed, for a moment he thought he lost his friend.

But now he knows he wasn't crazy!

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Shen Yuan posseses one of Binghes bullys chasing the others off hands on his hips.

"S-Shen Yuan?"

He turned beaming "Yep!"

"Play with me!" Luo Binghe pulled his arm and Shen Yuan allowed himself, after all, Binghe didn't have any friends and...Shen Yuan never had much friends either-

Being the son of the well renowned Shen Family, his social circle was small.

So playing tag and hide and seek, and other such things he felt like he was living out the childhood he never had. As they went home, the mother looked concerned to see the son of one of the lords behind Binghe.

"Mama it's Shen Yuan!"

He bowed, "Nice to finally make your aqquiantence ma'm."

Instead she placed her hands on her hips, "Shen Yuan. Are you possesing a child right now?"

He paused, "Uh yeah?"

"Undo it right now, that poor boy is probably having the fright of his life. How would you feel if someone took over your body?"

"Pretty bad."

"Yes, now let him go-"

"i uh- not here, he'll think your practising demonic cultivation, I'll take him home."

She hummed, "Be quick." its like he was having a lecture from a real mother.

Of course...things didn't go to plan.

Shen Yuan did plan on taking the boy home but...

He decided to walk towards the river, rousing the spirit to wake up and hear and understand what he was about to say.

"If you bully Binghe ever again, I'll make you hurt yourself." He stepped into the water, the water calmly pushing against his legs, but the further in he'll get the worse it'll be.

"I could drown you right now," His hands were trembling, the boys fear.

"Don't bother them ever again." He let go with a snap, wanting to make it awful. The kid began to bawl and started crying when he ran home.

What he was saving his life! Binghe repays those tenfold, now he won't have such a problem!

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Shen Yuan decides to teach Luo Binghe how to read and write, then decided to teach him how to book bind. "If you make Bestiarys, you can sell them. They are priceless, say your father was a cultivator and left notes behind it has just been officially edited for final print, teach your mother too."

And both were bemused how Shen Yuan taught them and soon they began to use the money that would've been wasted on materials to make their own copies.

Luo Binghe absorbed everything like a sponge, but he was nearing the proper age.

"Binghe should learn to cultivate, it'd be better if we moved."

"We?" Even the mother who was cooking, listened as Binghe was the translator.

"Yes, travel and sell the books, be closer to Cang Qiong mountain while Luo Binghe trains, I have taught him everything I know- but cultivating and learning the fundamentals is not my expertise." Although if he could get to the mountain and spy he COULD.

"Mama should we go- the townspeople have already bought all of our copies of the Bestiarys, there's nothing else to sell." She hummed then nodded, the thought of going back to washing dyed clothes was not something she wanted to do.

"Yes, maybe we should leave."

"Tell your mother to dress as a man, a women and child traveling will cause trouble."

When Shen Yuan woke up- he did not know he was ACTUALLY in PIDW and changing Binghes life.

The mother saw Luo Binghe's disapointed look it seems as if Shen Yuan has left.

"Mama do you think he's a demon?"

Possesing people, and having so much knowledge did seem demonic...but...teaching them to be independent, sharing the knowledge and even making Luo Binghe a cultivator.

Didn't seem like something a malevolant spirit would want.

"He may be a heavenly official."

Luo Binghe brightened, "Why is he helping us?"

Well the Heavenly Official seemed especially fond of Binghe, who knows.

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And so continuing on, thats when Binghes mother, later known as Qian Xuan [Note I first wrote Xuan Qiran and thought is that even a good name???? then google was like QIan Xuan was a scholar- and I'm like YES that one]

She had decided that once Luo Binghe begins cultivating, how on earth was she and Shen Yuan supposed to communicate? So she decided that she would allow him to posess her during that time.

Shen Yuan blinked as she sat before him trying to look him in the eye when she couldn't see him.

"Only when nessecary, such as creating the manuals or documenting beasts or flora, and once that task is done Shen Yuan should create diraries or messages for this one to follow."

Shen Yuan glanced at Binghe, then back to his mother- who in the story should be dead by now.

Shen Yuan opened then closed his mouth.

"She's aware I'm a man right? it just- doesn't seem right for a man to posess a women," Shen Yuan looked so uncomfortable and when Binghe translated she laughed.

"It's fine, it's not like there's any virtue to lose it's just for little tasks and to communicate with one another. We can't rely on Binghe being our translator all the time."

Shen Yuan sighed then nodded "Tell her if she feels uncomfortable at any point she can say no."

She smiled, "See? How can I not trust you when you are so kind?"

Luo Binghe watched Shen Yuans face flush scarlet, then looked away pretending it didn't happen. Shen Yuan couldn't help but think if he was a suspicious person how easy it would be to take advantage then again, if this was real having the protagonist being indebted to him would be seen as manipulation.

But Shen Yuan wasn't getting thing out of this dream other than a really good fanfiction once he woke up!

And so they began their journey, they thought Shen Yuan would act as their body guard when faced with monsters hah! as if, he was a recluse and has never fought in his life!

So of course when they were apprehended by bandits, because of COURSE THEY WERE-

Shen Yuan thought he lead them to their death! Thankfully he picked up some pollen, that put demons to sleep, it was wife #40 did to Binghe for um...dubvious purposes, so when all the demons fell into a slump that was one thing-

But seeing some still standing was another as he realised that they had human demonic cultivators in their party! THis was a bit overkill wasn't it just for some petty thieves in the night!?

As both Qian Xuan and Luo Binghe began to run for their lives, Shen Yuan realised belatedly he could possess them!

So he leapt into one bandit, stabbing his comrade then jumped into another one, and kept repeating.

"Hey what are you doing!?" Of course they weren't going to stand their nicely while being attacked by their own men, and Shen Yuan of course didn't know how to kill them fataly, their cultivation healed them dammit!

And he lost the surprise, so after jumping into another cultivator realised he was going to have to go the extreme. All the demonic cultivators watched in horror as one slit his own throat screaming in agony.

"What the hell!?" Soon they stopped pursuing Binghe and his mother, while Shen Yuan jumped into another, that was awful, and he felt it, ugh and he was going to have to do it again.

"WHose doing that-"

"A ghost!?"

They looked pretty spooked, especially as another did the same thing soon their was only four left.

"L-lets get out of here,"

"Just exorsise it!" Shen Yuan had no idea if it would work, and panicked jumping into the man holding up a talisman ripping it in two and laughed as creepy as he could.

"You think petty tricks like this would work on me?" He slowly slit the throat eyes forced into a grin, as the body slumped Shen Yuan almost cackled to see how spooked they were!

"That family is under my protection! Suffer the consequences!" As they fell only one more remained, looking shit terrified as his final brother in demonic cultivation stood above him raising his own sword against him.

"Do you want me to do the honours? Or do you want to put yourself out of your own misery?"

The man shook and raised his own blade ending his life quickly. Shen Yuan blinked, oh he didn't think he could do it. He grunted as he felt the one he was possesing fight back, "Oh your still alive in there?" Shen Yuan hummed, finding the weapon in his hand twirling easily, just from muscle memory alone he began to experiment and realised he suddenly knew how to wield the blade, he could tap into the memories and muscle memory of the stance.

He could protect them with this body-

That train of thought was immedietly shut down as he staggared to his knees. "Hmm, I don't feel like keeping you anyway," He spoke to his hands flexing them. "Your a demonic Cultivator, your reputation may make things more difficult along the way." And he now knew how to kill people lethally and non-lethaly.

"Be thankful, I had no idea how to kill someone painlessly, so your better of than your comrades."

His mouth stuttered as it forced itself open, this body was strong-

"Who are you?" The man asked, and Shen Yuan raised his weapon thinking one thought as he plunged it into the heart.

"Peerless Cucumber."

As he joined up with both Binghe and his mother he told them it was all good! And so they continued on their journey, but decided it was safer during the day. Still periless in the world of PIDW but a 'little' safer.

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As both Shen Yuan and Qian Xuan watched Luo Binghe go up the mountain, looking clean and healthy, not the starved child he was supposed to be, and both were teary eyed.

"Ah our bun is all grown up."

Stop crying, Shen Yuan. Binghe's mother spoke and he hated to admit but the whole sobbing mess was all him. "Shh, don't let him know, he'll think it's all you." She waved him off then returned to their home.

Shen Yuan had to haggle the price as the realtor was obviously thinking a mother with a child would be desperate, but Shen Yuan put his foot down. After being a ghost and listening to the prices the man gave to other citezens his quote was drastically different. Shen Yuan refused and after showing the money that they had earned on the road the mans eyes bulged and then began to change his tune at the thought of losing out on so much money. After all better someone pays for a room, rather than no one paying for a room period.

And so she got to work, by printing.

Shen Yuan tried this once at a workshop his University was hosting and to say he hated it would be an understatment, Germany had these floor tiles [very flammable and toxic] but they were great for carving after trying himself it wasn't fun. But now the fact that they were in the past in China, Shen Yuan found himself carving illustrations and words to reprint their manuals, Qian Xuan wiped her forehead, she had deliveries for so many smaller sects. "We should have a name, afterall-" Qian Xuan spoke, "It's not like I'm the one who wrote this."

Hmmm, "Maybe Peerless Cucumber? It's a title I go by back home." Qian Xuan paused then continued on, Peerless Cucumber? So he was a heavenly official! and such a renowned title too!

"Okay, we'll use that title and claim it was Luo Binghe's father if anyone asks," She nodded that was a good plan.

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When Luo Binghe finally snuck away down the mountain, both Shen Yuan and Qian Xuan berrated him, "You'll get in trouble! Ah we missed you!" She hugged him close and Luo Binghe beamed basking in it. "This Binghe missed you two, Mama, Shen-gege."

Ah right, Shen Yuan coughed then let go, Luo Binghe's mother laughed then froze eyes wide as her eyes glanced at Shen Yuan then did a double take-

"I can see you!" She pointed at Shen Yuan and he gaped too. "How- is it prolonged contact?"

She frowned, "Strange I can't hear you yet...maybe if we keep going..." that was strange, why Luo Binghe can see him but she couldn't until now.

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When Shen Yuan woke up, he knew something was wrong. "Huh-"

"Mr Shen! He's awake!"

Huh?

He was in a hospital, why was he in a hospital and not home!

The doctors told him he was in a coma, asleep for five days before anyone knew and barely managed to get him on fluids straight away.

Then he was in the hosiptal for longer.

When Shen Yuan slept again returning to the world of PIDW he slipped into an even deeper sleep that had the doctors and even Shen Yuans parents concerned, and when he woke up again it had been months.

"I'm afraid if he goes to sleep again it'll be harder and harder to wake him up."

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"Hmmm, it'd be better if I had a body..." Now that he thinks about it, Luo Binghe is a heavenly demon. and sure he and his mother were doing fine but what if something happens, at least a body with cultivation could protect them. If demonic cultivators were strong enough to almost eject him, then strong demons like Mobei-Jun or cultivators like Shen Qingqiu could exorsice him-

A/n: When Shen Yuan finally gets the mushroom body looking like himself, exp wih long hair, when he goes to sleep he finds himself a ghost back at his world, eyes wide to see him on the bed flat lining. And when he slept again saw he was a ghost in his world and PIDW was his reality, minor freakout aside he was lucky the next time he slept he had no dreams at all.

But came to realise that this world was really and his actions had consequences...no big.

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Out of all the times for something to happen...

"So this is where all those...intersting manuals came from."

of course when Binghe was given a fake manual, he knew right away and started bringing his own which was confiscated and SQQ thought he stole it, and Luo Binghe proudly claims his mother not only made it but sold them. Their pen name was Pe-peerl--

It was difficult to pronounce but they got the jist. So SQQ goes down the mountain and see's the madam at work.

They have a bigger home now, with a courtyard and all fancy, Qian Xuan never dreamed she could live like this. And being in charge of printing.

Carving onto chinese wood tiles then flatening the ink to make it flat Shen Yuan told her to go by the sound and after a time she noticed the technique and was able to print thousands of copies by hand. Now she can afford to pay for help!

Her! A women paying others to help instead of the other way around! Because of her experience ended up being a kind and forgiving boss, but thanks to Shen Yuan kept people in line to not take advantage.

Shen Qingqiu looked handsome, if it wasn't for his fan and the way he sneered at their books did Shen Yuan recognise him. Worse, both were sharing a body. Shen Yuan wasn't sure if he moved if the cultivator would suddenly sense it. "It's considered rude to enter another persons home without announcing yourself." Shen Qingqiu eyes flicked up, intense. "This Master is Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu of Qing Jing Peak. Your son is my disciple." Shen Yuans lips twitched, wanting to scoff himself. hah disciple in name only! This man was unfit to being called Shizun.

"Odd, you are not a cultivator and yet seem to be selling wares to the common people claiming to be an expert. Selling faulty Manuals could end in thousands of peoples death."

Shen Yuan would spit blood- how dare he!? After giving Luo Binghe a fake manual- yes he saw it Mister!

they cleared their throat, "Well since we are in the presence of a Cultivator of a prestegious sect, why not validate wether this is misinformation?" Shen Yuan asked. "Although, if it is as bad as you say it is. This humble one would like a second opinion, if the damage is done this one would take responsibility to rectify that, if you have someone from Qian Qao peak free to supervise and even give insight to help those who have gravely been hurt by this ones misinformation."

Although no ones complained yet. Shen Qingqius hummed, "Where did you aquire this information Madam Luo?"

"This ones name is Qian Xuan, and my late husband who had passed kept diaries of Cultivation and this one decided to share that with the world."

Shen Qingqiu sneered openly, "So you decided to print thousand of copies to depserate fools only to put money in your pocket?" She hummed nodding, "Well being a washer women unable to feed my child it seemed harmless." She walked over to a drawer opening it up and revealing the parchment.

God I want to lamenate it so bad

She showed it to Shen Qingqiu with an amused tilt.

"Since the Tian ti Temple approved a vast number of shipments for their own youngest disciples and had even verified that the information is correct." Shen Qingqiu glared at the official seal approving and even commisioning this women!

Oh his face aha!

"Of course since Cang Qiong Mountain is the best peak with Huan Hua close second I figured that maybe these methods were outdated, if the Great Master Peak Lord Shen is offering his services to help those below his station this Xuan would be grateful."

His eyes narrowed, already caught in the trap, coming in here to accuse her of lying and selling faulty goods when she has a sect to back her up- suck it!

"Since Master Shen came all this way would he perhaps like some tea?" And Shen Yuan guessed he would say no, go off in a huff and Shen Yuan would wave then stick up his middle finger when he's turned around. "That would be lovely, thank you."

...oh...that asshole.

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(from this post. i got excited)

It’s an easy job, at the very least.

Show up, have Price assign a location, sell produce for eight hours straight, go home. Repeat the next day, or two days from then, whichever is most convenient to the farmer running the entire operation. Proceed all summer long.

It’s simple, almost too simple, but who is Johnny to complain when he’s getting paid above minimum wage to essentially sit around all season?

At least, Johnny wouldn’t be one to complain if it weren’t for the fellow university student he’s consistently paired up with to work alongside.

It’s not that Simon is rude or unpleasant or anything—in fact, if he was, Johnny thinks it might make things a bit easier—he’s just… quiet. And frustratingly intriguing but so unresponsive to Johnny’s attempts at making the days that seem to stretch on forever just a little more bearable.

At some point Johnny starts to think Simon hates him, with the way he’ll hold longer conversations with customers than with his own coworker. It’s miserable, in all honesty, because Johnny had just hoped to come away from this job with a friend, like most of his past employments—instead he’s been saddled with one-word responses and the barest hint of a cold-shoulder and it’s driving him insane.

But Johnny lets Simon ignore him. He’d prefer mutual company, sure, but he also recognizes when limits are set.

So when they’re trapped under their stand of the day, huddled together as much as two people can be without touching, Johnny still makes no attempt to spark conversation even as the chill of an anomalous late-June near-freezing cold soaks into his bones. He keeps his mouth shut even when he begins shivering uncontrollably, not wanting to disturb Simon and whatever contentedness he feels in his silences and steady gazes.

Though, Johnny nearly whines when Simon gets up and takes his warmth with him after muttering something about getting something from the truck.

Then Simon is returning, and something silver and crinkling is being draped over Johnny’s shoulders with a tentative care before Simon is returning to his spot without a word. Johnny pulls the emergency blanket tighter around himself and finally allows himself a glance at Simon, still composed and unreadable as ever.

Johnny dares break the silence with a soft, “Thank you.”

Simon shrugs a shoulder. His eyes are still firmly set ahead, to the space where imaginary customers stand in the pouring rain.

“Don’t imagine Price would appreciate having to fill out a report if you got hypothermia,” Simon says.

It’s the most words he’s spoken to Johnny in succession, and it comes at a slight shock. Johnny stares, wide-eyed, incidentally boring holes in the side of Simon’s face. He watches Simon’s jaw work, almost like he’s chewing on the regret of opening a line of communication to Johnny.

“I’m sure he’d find a loophole,” Johnny quips.

Simon huffs. Johnny suspects it’s the closest to a laugh he might ever get.

In the lull that follows, Simon hangs his head, picks at a loose thread on his jeans. There’s almost a bashful quality to the action as he asks, “What do you call a bear in the rain?”

Johnny frowns. The first time Simon ever really talks to him, and he’s… setting up punchlines? But even amidst his confusion, Johnny echoes, “What do you call a bear in the rain?”

Simon looks up at Johnny, brown eyes sparkling with mirth. “A drizzly bear,” he replies in a deadpan.

Johnny snorts before bursting into a fuller laugh, fingers curling tightly around the edges of the blanket as he doubles over at the absurdity of… everything. There must be something in the air. In the God-awful weather.

“That’s horrible,” Johnny laughs, “Just terrible.”

“There’s more where that came from,” Simon tells him, sounding vaguely pleased with himself.

“Well, go on, then.” Johnny grins. His stomach cramps with fading laughter. “Give it your best.”

And Simon sure does.

Johnny isn’t too certain what’s shifted between them to cause this, in this short frame of time. But either way, he’s glad for it.

Now he can only pray it holds up for the rest of the summer, let alone their next shift together. This side of Simon is far better than anything Johnny could have hoped for, in his prior endeavours to be amicable.

How he could listen to Simon telling stupid jokes for the rest of time.

Johnny can't wait to learn more about him.

#erm. Yeah #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #soap mw2 #ghost mw2 #soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #ghost x soap #drabble #writing #alternate universe

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blackypanther9 · 10 months

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How to turn a Killer into a Bunny – (FNaF Movie)William Afton x Male!Reader

WARNING!: Cursing !!!

Part 2 – Aunt Jane

They got home after Mike and M/n were shopping for a bit of food and drinks. Michael didn’t have much anymore and really had to watch the price tags. Max told him that food was still left over and warm and that Abby didn’t eat yet, which Mike decided to take care of.

After a while he came back out, utterly defeated.

“She still refused ?”, M/n asked.

“She keeps talking about her imaginary friends...”, Mike sighed out and sat down on the couch.

“I should probably leave.”, Max said.

“No, no. The three of us have to discuss something before you leave, Max, but first, let me try to convince Abby to eat...”, M/n said and left.

“Good luck.”, Mike called after him.

M/n entered Abby’s room soon enough and looked over her shoulder at the drawing, she was working on.

“I don’t want to eat right now.”, she informed M/n.

“Abby, please eat now. Your drawing isn’t going to run away from you, but your food will get cold and then it will taste bad.”, M/n told her softly.

“We can make new food.”

“Abby...we can’t.”

“What do you mean ?”, Abby asked.

“Oh dear, how do I explain this... Mikey lost his job and with that you don’t get any money right now. It means you are unable to get more food and drinks, like stuff to draw on. Mikey and I are looking for another job for him already, right now, but until then, PLEASE just eat when you are told to eat, yes ? You worry Mikey and me with your habit to starve until you are done drawing.”

Abby looked at her drawing, then at M/n and then at her bed. She seemed like she listened to someone talking. Then she looked at M/n again.

“My friend said that Mike is stupid. He said that if kids don’t eat properly, they will stop growing.”, Abby told M/n.

M/n looked at her and frowned.

“But that is true. If you don’t eat and sleep properly until a certain age, you stop growing sooner and stay small for the rest of your life.”

“How is that possible ? That sounds stupid.”, Abby asked.

“Well, I mean when you are older, you will learn about that in school, but food and sleep are very important to our bodies and our systems. Our immune System gets strengthened when we eat Vegetables and fruit and bread and when we get sick our immune System develops, to deal with it better next time. Our body grows thanks to sleep and the food, we consume. Healthy food. It has a lot of protein, Vitamins and minerals.”

“And how is that getting into our body ?”, she asked confused.

She got up and M/n walked with her to the living room.

“Hm, well, what we drink and eat comes out of us too. That is why we go to the bathroom and need to take daily dumps.”

“Eww...”, she said grossed out.

“It is all natural. Every living being does that. Our digesting System does the rest for us, I suppose. It pulls out all the important minerals, vitamins and protein it needs and then another part of our body works it over and it ends up in our blood, while the unnecessary stuff, gets washed out of us and into the toilet. So a lot of it does our stomach.”

“What if I don’t drink enough ?”, she asked.

“You will get thirsty and your thirst will be too much for your stomach to handle. Your throat will scream endlessly for water, while your stomach begs you to stop, that is why Mike tells you to drink enough and why he tells you that you didn’t drink enough at certain days. Our body is mostly made out of water and our organs need a lot of it too. And when you are sick and drink a lot, there is a high possibility that you get healthy quickly, with a lot of resting, of course.”

“Why even is our body tired, when we are sick ?”

M/n grabbed a plate and put the Macaroni and Cheese on it, not all of it, but enough for Abby to eat. Mike needed food too. While he piled the plate he explained.

“Because it focuses all its energy against the thing that harms us. A disease is always a small virus and our immune System is there to destroy it as fast as possible, with that it focuses all your energy on healing and getting better, that’s why you are always so tired after. The disease you have, that the body fights off, can only leave, when you wash your body out, in other words, drink a lot and sleep and go to the bathroom. Fresh air and a bit of movement is also very good when you are sick, with that you strengthen your body to be stronger next time you are sick.”

Then he gave her the plate and they sat down on the couch. Mike stared at M/n impressed. When M/n talks about something, even the most boring thing, he can make it sound very interesting.

“Huh...”, Abby replied.

“Our body is full of wonders. Kids your age still need nap times and a lot of sleep, to get stronger and to grow properly, that is why Mike and the other adults are so mean to you and tell you what to do. And no, in fast food is nothing healthy for your body. Some bit of salad is not enough. Too much meat is bad, too much sweets is bad, too much fried things is bad. You need everything balanced, for your body. I am not saying that eating any of it is harmful, but too much of it, will harm you. Too much sweets, you will suffer with stomach aches, too much eggs, same thing and you will fart a lot.”

“Eww !”, she giggled out.

M/n chuckled and looked at her with a small smile.

“Everything needs to be balanced, Abby, dear. Otherwise, everything comes crashing down on you one day and then you will regret a lot, but can’t do anything to change it anymore.”

She was quiet at that and looked at M/n.

“From where do you know all of this ?”, she asked.

M/n chuckled.

“My Mother was quite small. She was short, a head shorter than an average sized woman was, her hands were small, her fingers short and her feet the same. She forced me to eat healthily. Three to four times a day and a lot of fruits and vegetables and she forced me to sleep a lot. I hated her as a child for it, until she explained to me one day why she did it. She rebelled against her parents too, when she was my age and...that was the outcome for her. She was small, weak and she hated her feet and hands. She always called them Baby hands and baby feet, because they were so small. When she properly slept and ate, she had quick growing spurts, but as she rebelled...she stopped growing and she regretted it deeply, that’s why she forced me. That’s why Mike wants you to listen and do as you are told. So you won’t end up like that.”

Everyone stared and he had a wobbly smile on his face, silent tears running down his face.

“She couldn’t even change a light bulb that was over her head, because she was too short, always needed a ladder.”, he got out with a voice, thick with emotion.

The three stared at him.

“I was gone for only two days and I saw her dead on the stairs with that cursed ladder fallen over and the light bulb shattered on the floor.”, he sobbed out.

At that all six eyes were ripped wide open. That’s how his Mother died three years ago ! The ladder fell over with her on top, she fell and hit the stairs, breaking her neck in the process.

“Oh god...M/n...”, Mike got out and hugged him from the side.

Max took the other and stroked his hair, while he sobbed. Abby left her food alone and got on M/n’s lap, hugging him from the front tightly. He hugged her back, while he calmed down. No need to start wailing again like a three year old. For fucks sake he was 25 years old !

“I don’t want the same to happen to you, Abby. One day you will be all grown up and you will want to be independent from Mike and me. How are you supposed to, if you are too small to reach anything alone ? One day Mike might not even be there anymore, for you and what then ? Who will help you ?”, M/n asked, voice emotional, but not hiccupping.

“I understand, M/n. I will...listen more to Mike...”, Abby replied.

“But only about sleep and eating, right ?”, he sniffed out a joke.

She giggled and nodded.

“Only on that.”, she confirmed.

“Eh, at least something, Abbs.”, Mike replied with a smile in his voice.

Then they parted and Abby continued to eat.

“So what did we need to talk about ?”, Max asked.

“Mike has his eyes on a certain job. But he can only get the Nightshift. Do you think you can babysit at night ?”, M/n asked softly.

She looked at Mike at that.

“Really ?”, she asked surprised.

“Yes. I would take the job, but I wanted you to have time to either accept or decline babysitting.”, Michael replied.

“Let me think about it for a bit.”, Max replied softly.

“Okay.”, Mike replied.

With that Max took her stuff and left. M/n waited for a while and then scoffed.

“I still don’t trust her.”

“M/n-“

“Mike she is acting fishy.”, M/n interrupted him, before he could defend Max again.

He sighed and leaned back. M/n rubbed his eyes and then got up.

“Eat something Mike. I will drive home now and we will see each other tomorrow, okay ?”, M/n asked.

Michael nodded.

“Be careful on your way home, yeah ?”

“I will be.”

With that M/n left and drove home in his own car.

-The next day-

Abby was drawing outside of the building Mike and M/n were in. The Social Services department, a woman always talks with Abby and the woman then talks to both Mike and Jane about it all.

“Just look at my Nephew. It is barely 10:00 and he can barely keep his eyes open.”, Jane said.

M/n turned to her.

“He didn’t sleep well tonight, so what ? As if you always get out of bed full with energy, woman.”, he argued back and stuck his tongue out at her.

“You keep your nose out of this.”, she said back.

“You aren’t my Mother, so you have to suck it up. How long and how often do you wanna pull the same show now ? You aren’t gonna get what you want, like always. Why do you still bother ?”

“After what this man did to that poor family Father, I am thinking mostly of Abby now.”

“If the child would have been kidnapped, like Mike thought, by the way the man DRAGGED and TORE the kid away, and he wouldn’t have done anything, you would sit here now and say ‘THAT POOR CHILD, LOOK HOW IRRISPONSIBLE HE IS.’. So how about you shut up ? It was a misunderstanding and Mike already got scolded, it’s not like he killed someone. It looked like the kid was about to get kidnapped, Mike misunderstood the situation and jumped in to protect a defenseless kid. My god, such things happen some times. You make a big show out of this. We all know Mike is not abusive to Abby.”

Jane scoffed and then had a scowl on her face, directed at M/n.

“As if you would know.”, she snapped at him.

“I do know so in fact. I am there every day. I watch Mike the whole time. I KNOW what is happening in that house and I have a recording of how the kid got DRAGGED by his so called Father. I have all the evidence I need. Where is yours, that Mike is abusive and bad for Abby ? He takes any job he can get and works his ass off for her and himself. Yes, he is tired, but he has more problems than your primadonna girl ass. Keyword: BILLS. Wow ! Ever heard of BILLS ? Cool, now shut up and stop annoying us.”

She glared at him and then at the woman worker.

“Look at the disrespect he has towards his elders.”, she accused.

“MY elders ? Woman, you act like a 12 year old, each time we are here. You put up a drama show and then expect to get what you want. We KNOW that you fake it. Stop being so fake and be an actual aunt that LOVES and CHERISHES BOTH of her Sister’s children, the only Family, by the way, that you still HAVE, you single, old fossil !”

She stared at M/n with an agape mouth.

“Honestly that is all you do, make a scene from the smallest things and then try to make everyone believe that Mike is the bad guy, no matter what he does, no matter how hard he tries. You want me to respect my elders, then you should respect YOUR younger generation first. They are, quite literally, YOUR future. You already made Mike not like you and Abby isn’t fond of you either, so maybe accept defeat, take the last few remains of dignity that you still have left and leave them both alone.”

“You bratty little-“

“You are the brat here, woman. Both of them want NOTHING to do with you and you just CAN’T leave them both be. You want to rip siblings apart for a stupid paycheck ! How stupid do you think we are ?!”, M/n yelled at her now.

Jane put a hand on her chest.

“How can you say something like that ?”, she said offended.

“Woman, I know how you tick ! We all know that you are faking it ! God...just why the heck do you think NOBODY likes you ?!”

“I think we should all calm down now.”, the social services worker said softly.

M/n took a deep breath and looked at her, away from Jane.

“I’m terribly sorry that she gets on my nerves. This outburst won’t happen again.”, M/n said, calm again.

“It is quite alright, M/n. You just said, what you felt. That is healthy.”

“Just like a child drawing all the time and seeing magical creatures that don’t even exist ?!”, Jane yelled.

M/n’s glare hardened and he was close to snap again. He took a deep breath and then looked at that annoying Bitch again, wishing her a brutal death already in his head.

“Abby is a child and children have a wild imagination. She is an active child and it is completely normal for her. She will grow out of it.”

Jane scoffed and gave him a nasty smirk.

“Like you did ? You still talk to yourself.”, she snapped back.

M/n’s glare intensified.

“Only when I am frustrated and usually I talk to objects then. Like when I am angry and my pen falls from the desk, then I say: ‘Of course, fall down, not like I need you Bitch, I have other pens too.’ And grab then another one. It is entirely normal.”

She laughed without humor.

“As if !”

“It is called letting steam off. Now shut up and leave me alone.”, M/n replied with a smirk and turned to Mike, who was just hoping that this meeting will be over soon.

“This is ridiculous... Abby needs to get away from them, this has been going on for long enough. Doug.”

Her lawyer didn’t react.

“Doug !”, she called.

He snapped out of it and gave Mike a pile of papers, on the front stood “Family Court Matter”. M/n wanted to laugh and planned her death, even though, he knew that he can’t kill her. He was no murderer, nor did he have the skills to be one.

“This is the only right thing to do and deep in your heart you know it too, Mike. You are unfit to raise a child.”, Jane said.

“And what if I don’t sign them ?”, Mike asked.

“Then me and my lawyer will drag you to court and they will take care that you will see your Sister never again. Do you want that ?”

Mike looked at the paper. M/n leaned over to his ear.

“I will find a way to get her to lose, don’t worry about it, Mikey.”

He looked at his friend and just nodded softly, then Jane and Doug left and Mike, M/n and the social services worker went to the hall, watching Abby from a window, while they talked.

“She just wants the monthly paycheck, this is not about Abby.”, Mike said.

“Of course it is not. She could take care of the both of you, she is your aunt too, but she refuses. She is very fixed on Abby and taking her away, no matter what, doesn’t matter if Abby said a million times already that she hates her. Any normal thinking person would have left you and Abby alone after that. If it would be about Abby, she would respect her wishes, which, spoiler alert: she doesn’t.”, M/n replied annoyed.

The woman looked at them and they chatted for a while longer. That Mike was important to Abby, that drawings are very important to children and that she definitely loves him the most, which made M/n smile.

“See ? Your Sister loves you in her own special way.”, M/n chuckled out.

“Yeah. But my aunt is right...no one would let me keep my Sister.”, Mike stated saddened.

“Did you already find a new job ?”, the woman asked.

He looked at her and was hesitant.

“He had one offered, but the Babysitter needs to give a reply, so we can arrange everything, before he takes the job.”, M/n answered for him.

She looked at M/n and nodded with a smile.

“It always gives you extra points, if you have a job.”, she told them and then sent them off, wishing them a great day.

Then they grabbed Abby and drove home. As they parked at their home, Mike received a call from Max and he picked it up.

“Hey, have you decided yet ?”, Mike asked.

There was silence for a second, then a relieved sigh.

“Thank you so much, Max. Yes, yes. I promise, as soon as I can, I will repay you.”, Mike replied and then hung up.

“So I’m guessing she will watch Abby at nights.”, M/n concluded.

“Yes, she will.”

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Part 8

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We have all a better guide in ourselves, if we would attend to it, than any other person can be

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"Danny's sleeping so talk Dickhead," Jason said over the comms. Since last night he had noticed that the boy was a heavy sleeper, so it was unlikely that he would wake up during their conversation.

"Talk? We have nothing to talk about" Dick feigned innocence, although neither of them believed it.

"Of course, why did you come to my apartment then? And don't say you were worried about me" Jason stopped him, although it was possible that this was the reason, he was sure there was a bigger one.

"I was worried about you!" Dick shot back, sounding offended by the conversation.

"Sure, sure, now talk about your fight and why you didn't ask Kori to cook" Jason rolled his eyes, not caring that his brother wasn't looking at him.

"Kori is an amazing girl, and you know I'm very much in love with her" The vigilante in blue started.

"I know there's a but, keep going," Jason encouraged.

"Well, she's been using materials from her planet again," Dick finally said, sounding like he was about to cry, "I love Kori but if I have to eat slime one more time I'm going to throw up."

"And that's why you were going to ask Alfred for food but Bruce was inside the mansion?" Jason theorized. Dick and Bruce didn't have as good of a relationship as they had in the past. After all the misunderstandings and situations it was noticeable.

"You're right, I argued with him again but I still think Dami totally deserved to go to the zoo, and he's always so caught up in his own thoughts that he forgets that people don't work like the code in his head" Dick complained grumbling.

"As much as I love to complain about Bruce I'm going to stop you there, right now I need to know what you were looking for inside my apartment" Jason sighed, though he'd probably call later to find out everything the old man had gotten wrong, a bit of gossip didn't hurt anyone.

"Oh that, it's just that Pitter-" Dick started but was immediately interrupted.

"Don't call me that, my name is Peter" Jason growled under his breath but Dick seemed to ignore his complaints as he continued talking.

"Pitter seemed very possessive of the boy and that made me curious, okay? And when I went to your apartment I realized that you like him too, are you in love with him, Little Wing?" His older brother's tone turned playful and Jason could perfectly imagine his smile from the other side of the line.

"I'm not in love, and don't you dare tell them about him" Jason complained, he knew that Dick was the gossip in the whole mansion even if he didn't live inside it, but he still had a trick up his sleeve.

"My silence has a price" Dick said, faking an old man's voice and stroking his imaginary beard. He had forgotten they weren't making a video call but no one was going to judge him for it.

"Yeah, Roy and I will teach Kori how to cook, so she'll stop poisoning you" Jason said with a growl as Dick began to celebrate in the background. All his complaints had disappeared from one second to another.

He didn't mind teaching Kori how to cook, she was one of his best friends and it was always quite fun to do something with her. After all, even if he spent a lot of time organizing his own faction in Crime Alley, the Outlaws would always be his family.

They were just taking a vacation while guarding his territory and Roy was having an existential crisis with Lian entering preschool. Jason had tried very hard to ignore the messages in the group chat because he knew that 80% of them were audios of Roy crying over his baby growing.

Curiously, he had no idea what Kori was doing during that period of time. Apparently using her cooking knowledge to accidentally poison his brother. Or he was hoping it was accidental.

Kori was one of the best chefs on her home planet, the only problem was that they weren't on her home planet and she had forgotten that the earth uses very different ingredients. She probably still hadn't gotten used to it, but an evening with friends cooking sounded pretty good to correct that. He might even invite Danny.

Jason stopped his train of thought at that moment. Since when did he think of Danny as a friend? And that it was safe to be with him? He was still getting updates of Babs screaming in rage while she was trying to hack Amity every couple of days, and the boy was definitely extremely suspicious.

It was just that since he'd given him the benefit of the doubt he'd been having fun. And the cute boy who had called him on his phone one day to get the most dangerous job ever had been slowly but surely stealing his heart. Jason had never felt so relaxed in years.

He shifted his gaze to the boy who was fast asleep hugging his arm, he was pretty sure he was drooling at that moment and he could feel that Danny was seconds away from biting him. Jason wondered if he was hungry.

"Yeah, I think I am," he muttered before hanging up. Ignoring the cries of confusion that his brother was throwing at him. Not that he could help it anyway, he was well aware that Nightwing would be visiting them the next day.

He sadly knew that he couldn't escape a late-night visit from Blueheaven's vigilante but he could stay with Danny until then, and maybe dance one more time. That was fun.

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"I understand that you can't present yourself in front of Danny as Danny, however" Johnny took a deep breath, seeing Amorpho's new form.

He exhale, closed his eyes and opened them again, no, the appearance was still there. It wasn't a bad dream after all.

"What? I think the cover is perfect" Amorpho complained adjusting his skirt "Although the clothes are uncomfortable"

"Amorpho" Johnny said feigning calm "DON'T MORPH INTO MY GIRLFRIEND"

Facing Johnny was Kitty without green skin and wearing sunglasses, but definitely Kitty, Johnny wanted to bang his head against the wall.

"Why not? I look fabulous." Amorpho modeled his new look as if he were in a fashion show and blew Johnny a kiss, who squashed his kiss in frustration.

"No, I refuse to play along with you on this" the blond complained, crossing his arms. Though he was sure if he sent Kitty a picture about it she would start laughing and agree with the ghost about looking good as a human.

Not that Johnny was going to tell her, the situation was humiliating enough as it was. He stared at Shadow, daring them to say something but his friend shook their head before going back into the shadows.

"Come on honey, don't be such a killjoy, we have to find our son" Amorpho put an arm around the blond's shoulder, grinning widely.

"I'm doing it so I don't get eaten and don't say it's our son, it's extremely awkward" Johnny winced, it was definitely weird.

"Why? It's not like you guys dated or anything" the ghost sneered, but at the sudden silence his jaw dropped "DID YOU GO OUT WITH HIM? YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!"

"Dammit, don't start yelling, Kitty dated him too," Johnny grumbled with a frown. "And of course we dated, did you think we called each other exes for the joke or something?"

"Probably, teenagers are weird" Amorpho shrugged, Johnny ignored how much he physically resembled his girlfriend with an attitude so different from hers.

"Remind me to never ask you how old you are," Johnny said huffily as he walked out of the apartment. He looked at an old woman who was coming out of one of the nearby apartments. He was about to greet her but she gave him a dirty look before leaving.

"What? I didn't even do anything" Johnny was stunned at the kind old lady's reaction before remembering that Amorpho had definitely yelled earlier "Damn Amorpho, I didn't need you to make my non-existent reputation any worse than it already was."

Amorpho simply ignored the blonde as he kept looking for something on his phone. Johnny approached out of curiosity, wondering since when the ghost knew how to use phones until he saw that Amorpho was sending a message to Technus.

"Seriously? I just told you!" Johnny complained as he pointed to the techie ghost's gossip blog. It was obvious that Amorpho was telling him about his failed threesome relationship.

"Yes, but Technus didn't know and that can't be, he has to know everything" Amorpho complained. He didn't get along so well with the Ghost of technology but he was his main purveyor of gossip in and out of the Infinite Realms.

He was pretty sure that was one of the main reasons why Technus had created phones in the first place and had dedicated himself to expanding its use throughout the dimension. He just liked to know everything. At least he hadn't discovered yet that he could overstep personal boundaries.

Although Technus loved gossip he was quite respectful of personal space, of course, he didn't refuse to check news of his new followers either.

Amorpho wondered if he could merge the new applications that his theater friends had taught him with the ones Technus had created for the Realms. It would be fun to see them interact with each other but those would be plans for another time; When a hungry halfa was not lost.

"Okay then, if you were an starving and definitely not kidnapped halfa where would you hide?" Amorpho questioned as they left the apartment.

Shadow came out of the shadows to look at both of them with annoyance while they pointed insistently at the apartment. Cujo continued to lie in the living room, paying no attention to the two ghosts who had definitely forgotten that dogs existed.

"I have no idea" Johnny denied as he looked at Shadow with confusion, he didn't quite understand what the other ghost meant. Shadow hid in his shadow again while they snorted in annoyance, their partner was an idiot.

"Perhaps my theater friends can help?" Amorpho questioned aloud as they walked through the streets.

"No, you were disguised as Danny, their help is completely useless, on the other hand" Johnny looked at the road "We could explore a bit, I always see colorful people and I'm sure they will help us"

"It's not like I had a better plan so sure" Amorpho shrugged as they headed towards the first person they saw.

Potential Help #1

Strangely, the first person they managed to see was a man flying a kite in the sky. Johnny supposed he couldn't judge considering it was early in the morning and they had seen stranger things in Amity Park.

"I'm judging him" Amorpho said, definitely not sharing his thoughts "Mr. Comet?"

"My name is Kite Man!" The man on the kite happily declared. Amorpho wondered why he was so proud. Perhaps the air had reached his brain.

"Well, Kitty Man" Amorpho interrupted him, the man seemed a bit offended by the comment but the ghost kept talking "Have you seen a boy with black hair? He's my boyfriend's ex and it seems he was recently kidnapped"

Johnny tried to retort by saying that he definitely wasn't his boyfriend but Amorpho shut him up before he could say anything.

"You know, I think there are a lot of people with black hair in Gotham, and a lot of them get kidnapped daily, you could ask the Waynes" Kite Man replied with a snort, if they were trying to find someone with such a vague description they were definitely lost.

"Okay, a boy with black hair and blue eyes" Amorpho tried again. Johnny was considering whether he should bite his hand.

"He could definitely be at Wayne Manor" Kite Man shrugged, it would be no surprise with the number of children Bruce Wayne adopted. Some Rogues even had a competition over whether he would transform into an adoption villain.

This might not make sense, but Bruce Wayne despite his idiotic attitude had a PhD, a motive and most importantly, money. The three most important factors in becoming a villain within Gotham.

Although maybe stealing children from orphanages wasn't so bad, it could get them out of poor living conditions and so on. It would be worth it if it wasn't so morally questionable and Brucie didn't have such an obvious preference when it came to foster children.

"Okay, where is- OW-" Amorpho removed his hand from Johnny's mouth as he saw the obvious bite on it "Did you just bite me!?"

"I'm sorry honey, you were suffocating me" Johnny said innocently. Their fake relationship was definitely suffocating him at the moment "Where's Wayne manor anyway?"

Kite Man simply pointed at the obvious mansion located in the center of Gotham and Johnny definitely turned around as he walked away.

"No, we're not messing with millionaires" the blond grumbled as he walked away from the strange comet man "I don't want another Vlad masters breathing down our necks"

"We agree on something" Amorpho grumbled as they continued on their way. They didn't need more millionaires in their lives, nor more halfas, two and a half was enough of a headache.

As they walked away from the site neither of them noticed a boy with a Katana complaining as he fought Kite man. They didn't care very much and had left it as some kind of background noise.

Potential Help #2

"I'm hungry" Amorpho complained as they continued walking, they had forgotten to eat breakfast before leaving and that wasn't doing them any good.

"You're a ghost, you spent years in the Realms without eating anything" Johnny said, shooting him a stink-eye. Even if he was friends with Lunch Lady, which he doubted, it was impossible for him to have a constant food source in the Realms.

"Yeah, but that was there, now that I'm here I'm not going to miss any food, ecto or not" Amorpho frowned and took Johnny's hand as he led them towards an establishment.

Above them the "Batburger" sign could be seen glowing. The blonde assumed that the workers at the restaurant would be able to help with the search. After all, the red girl at Amity always answered a few questions when she was working.

Of course she was aggressive and with a weapon, but she always ended up answering in one way or another.

To both ghost disappointment the workers couldn't help as they were being held back by a man in a strange suit with guns full of condiments? Well, better than nothing

"Hey, do you work here?" Amorpho ignored all the commotion and headed towards the man with the strange weapons. Surely the ketchup and mustard guns were to prepare the burgers faster or something. The city was that weird.

"Me? No! I'm the great Condiment King and I'm here to steal-" the man was about to say his speech but was stopped by one of the ghosts.

"The secret formula for the Krabby Patty?" Johnny was quick to guess, he had been watching some TV shows since he arrived at the apartment, which miraculously had a connection thanks to Technus. Shadow seemed to strongly disagree with his deduction but didn't say anything.

Similarly, the crows outside the restaurant seemed to be disappointed. Although the blond was sure that what he said was correct.

"No, this is a Batburger, we don't sell Krabby patties here" the restaurant manager answered, forgetting about the hostage situation, he seemed pretty tired of the whole situation.

"Too bad," Johnny shrugged as Amorpho waved beside him as if to say see what I have to live with?

"Now, if you and your girlfriend don't want to end up with a mustard shot to the head, you'd better sit quietly there" Condiment King pointed to the corner of the Batburger.

"She's not my-" Johnny tried to correct the supposed villain but Amorpho beat him to it.

"Excuse me!? Are you going to stain my beautiful clothes with that thing?" He protested in offense, ignoring the fact that it wasn't even his clothes in the first place.

"Sure girl, so sit still and-" the man tried to say but was interrupted again.

Of course, this ended badly for the rogue because before he knew it he had "Kitty's" handbag in his face, which seemed to be full of bricks as he blew it off the wall. Amorpho lowered his glasses showing him his angry red eyes before making a "hmp" sound and heading to the cash register, looking offended..

The ghost dusted his skirt as he addressed the employees who looked at him doubtfully "Two #3 orders with Jokerized fries to go please"

The employees rushed to place the orders as Condiment King held his head from where he had landed on one of the restaurant's tables. The Gothamites were getting more and more savage.

"You could have gone intangible if he threw the mustard, dammit" Johnny complained about his partner's drama as he picked up the orders. The workers seemed too scared to charge. "And you forgot to ask about Danny!"

"Oh right" Amorpho went back to the establishment where the employees were trying to pick up Condiment King "Have you seen a boy with black hair and blue eyes?"

Both the dizzy Condiment King and the employees pointed towards Wayne Manor, so Amorpho only frowned as he walked back to Johnny.

"Well?" The blonde asked, raising an eyebrow as he ate the fries from one of the orders.

"Creepy mansion again" Amorpho grumbled, snatching the bag from the other's hands and eating his burger.

Possible help #3

With full stomachs and renewed energy, they both returned to the streets of Gotham. Not noticing the red vigilante looking at them weird as he was on his way to Batburger.

"Okay, what weirdo are we asking now?" Amorpho complained, looking down the street. It didn't take long for them to find a calendar salesman, or that's what they assumed he was.

Johnny pointed to the strange man who had a calendar on his shoulders and Amorpho reluctantly agreed, he didn't see any other options.

"Your time is running out! The end of Gotham is near!" The man laughed as he held a gun in his hands and pointed it at both ghosts who looked unimpressed.

Calendar Man was excited, he had barely started his plan and two idiot Gothamites had bumped into him. He would show them to fear his name, it would be the worst day of their lives!

“He reminds me of someone" the blonde whispered, ignoring the drama as he thought about the legend of a ghost with many clocks that was extremely cryptic.

"Yes, he looks familiar to me too" Amorpho circled the villain curiously. Calendar Man looked offended by the lack of fear in both of them.

"Didn't you hear me? Your end is near!" Calendar Man repeated, but the dramatic effect in his voice was gone.

"Yeah, yeah, end of the world, end of our lives, blah blah blah" Johnny repeated unimpressed. They were ghosts, they couldn't be less scared by that threat.

"You guys notice the gun in my hand right? I could kill you at any moment" Calendar Man pointed to the gun that was pointed directly at the boy and his girlfriend "You should be begging for your life!"

"There are things more terrifying than death" Amorpho smiled widely as he lowered his glasses, exposing his red eyes. He had noticed that this scared most people and made them answer his questions faster.

"Things that can't wait to meet you," Johnny teased as Shadow got up and surrounded them "Now, do you have time to answer a few questions?"

Calendar Man had a feeling they weren't normal Gothamites as his own shadow rose up to snatch the weapon from him and toss it aside. Would that be all? The end of his days terrorizing Gotham?

He closed his eyes waiting for his end but nothing happened. When he opened them again, the two Gothamites were in the same place, looking the same as at the beginning of the conversation. Although definitely more annoying than before.

"You could have just said no" Johnny complained with a frown. Amorpho stared at him as he waved the rogue away. Which Calendar Man took advantage of before running off.

Orphan watched from the ceiling as Calendar Man ran off yelling about the "Monsters that have come to Gotham".

Possible help #4

"That guy was useless and these heels are killing me" Amorpho complained as they continued walking.

"You could just take off the heels or you know, change your shoes, stop being my girlfriend" Johnny listed the options hoping the ghost would accept the last offer.

"No, as I told you at the beginning, I look fabulous this way" Amorpho pointed at himself "and beauty hurts"

"Then suffer in silence" Johnny said unimpressed as he entered what appeared to be the local Gotham park. Plants were everywhere, which definitely reminded him of something or rather someone.

"Everyone will surrender towards the green!" A woman on a picnic blanket exclaimed. A girl with clown-like makeup seemed to be cheering right next to her.

"This scene looks familiar" Amorpho muttered, to which Johnny agreed "Oh, I remember."

"It's like Sam!" Johnny yelled..

"It's like Undergrowth!" Amorpho yelled at the same time as the blond. They both looked at each other with a frown.

"It's obviously like the time Sam got possessed," Johnny grumbled as he pointed at the plants littering the park.

"But she was possessed by Undergrowth," Amorpho pointed out in an attempt to cut the argument off.

"Maybe Undergrowth is trying to have kids?" Johnny muttered as he watched Ivy, he could see the family resemblance.

"Or maybe they're illegitimate children he doesn't know about," Amorpho said happily. Shadow was wondering why they didn't stay with Cujo.

"Anyway, if anyone knows where to find Danny it's probably her right?" Johnny pointed to the picnic blanket. Amorpho nodded and they both headed off to probably break up a romantic date.

"Those heels look fa-bu-lous on you!" Harley exclaimed with happiness as she saw a young couple approaching them. Though Ivy didn't look thrilled by the interruption.

"Thank you! Your makeup is magnificent" Amorpho exclaimed happily, perhaps they had made new friends.

"Don't get distracted" Johnny growled at his partner as he complained about the blond not understanding the importance of fashion.

"Oh right, sorry for the interruption" Amorpho cleared his throat "Our friend is lost and we wanted to know if you know where to find him?"

"We're kind of busy right now," Ivy pointed at the picnic. Although she was curious as to how the couple went through all the plants without alerting her.

"It sure is a lovely evening" Johnny nodded "and I'm sorry to interrupt your date, it's something that's happened to me a lot so I understand how frustrating it can be but we really need to find our friend."

Johnny was already thinking about how to make up for the interruption to the date while he was at it. Obviously they had prepared everything: plants that gave a romantic atmosphere, homemade food, hostages, nosy bats behind the plants. It was beautiful!

"If you understand why interrupt?" Ivy raised an eyebrow.

"Our friend has a very special diet and if we don't find him soon all of Gotham could turn into a zombie movie" Amorpho tried to explain. Although obviously the zombie part was only for them.

"We're not getting into another weird drama-" Ivy said with a frown but was interrupted by Harley.

"That's terrible, we also have a friend with a strange diet so we'd love to help!" Harley nodded thinking of Waylon as Ivy heaved a defeated sigh beside her.

"Excellent, he's quite short and always wears the same jacket" Johnny described the clothes the halfa was wearing the last time he saw him "the most important thing is that he has black hair and blue eyes"

Harley & Ivy looked at each other before grimacing at the last description. They hoped that Bruce had avoided that bullet.

"Did you search at Wayne Manor?" Harley questioned after a few seconds of silence.

"No, but we're pretty sure he's not there, he hates millionaires" Amorpho hastened to assert.

"You should check, that's where all the boys with that description end up" Ivy frowned "but we'll keep our eyes open, what's your friend's name?"

"His name is Danny! Thank you very much, we promise to make up your date" Johnny brightened as Amorpho exchanged his number with Harley, they seemed to have become friends.

"I hope so," Ivy snorted as she watched the lively couple walk away, "although I still wonder how they got through the floral barrier”

"Uh, that's weird" Harley mumbled looking at her new contact. The name and photo were definitely different from what she had expected.

"What's wrong honey?" Ivy approached the girl looking at her phone. In it you could see the profile of "Amorpho" shining as an added contact.

"Looks like our new friends have more than one surprise up their sleeves." Harley smiled as she put her phone down and focused on her date. She hoped to find them again, that was for sure.

Spoiler looked at the interaction between the four of them with doubt but ignored how both civilians walked away while she focused on telling Ivy to let the other people enter the park.

Amorpho and Johnny just went intangible to get through the flowers as they headed back to Crime Alley, maybe Danny's crush lived in the same neighborhood if they were lucky.

Possible help #5

In the middle of the street was a rather strong man with a gas mask over his face, which seemed to be connected to tubes on his back. Bane looked at them and walked past them.

"Hey! Don't be rude!" Amorpho complained putting himself in front of the man "It seems that you are not having a good day but this will only take a few minutes"

"My time is precious and I won't waste it on you," Bane growled, trying to push the woman out of his way but she didn't move.

"It will only take a few minutes" Amorpho planted his heels on the cement, leaving a hole. Bane raised an eyebrow curiously.

"What do you want?" Bane crossed his arms, still annoyed by the interaction.

"Thanks, we're looking for our friend," Johnny said, finally catching up with them.

"Your friend?" Bane did not hide the doubt in his tone. Were they causing him so much trouble to ask something so pointless? Why would he know about a random guy in the first place?

"Yeah, he's got blue eyes, black hair, he's kind of goofy and probably has white hair on his head if you look closely," Johnny hastened to describe.

Bane hummed "maybe I know where he is"

"Oh really!?" Both ghosts cheered up seeing the one who was finally giving them an answer.

"Yes, but you have to beat me for that" Bane challenged them both. Considering the strange strength of the girl it was obvious that they were not normal people.

Bane didn't really know where the boy they were looking for was, but he needed some training and if all he needed was a little bribing then he would do it. It wasn't every day that two interesting metas stood in the way.

"We don't have time for a fight" Johnny grumbled but Amorpho stepped forward.

"Hold my bag honey" Amorpho handed his handbag to the blond ghost with a grunt "I've been in these heels all damn day, my feet hurt and all the information we collected was totally useless, if you think I'm going to let go the opportunity to hit someone today you are wrong"

Bane smirked as Amorpho tossed his glasses aside and charged at him in utter rage. After the fight all that was left were broken pieces of the street. Something that was carefully observed by Signal, who was stopping himself from entering Red Hood's territory.

"What do you mean the mansion!?" Amorpho yelled at Bane chuckling on the ground.

"Even though you are a strong opponent, all children with that description end up in the mansion, if he's not there then I don't know where he is" The villain sneered standing up.

"What? Is the show over?" The blond complained putting away his popcorn "I thought it would last longer"

"That was a good fight though, we should do it again sometime," Bane commented as he stretched, ignoring the blond's words. He wondered if he would have special abilities like his mate.

Bane sized up the blonde but his eyes were caught on his shadow, was it moving or was it a trick of the light? Maybe he should do more research on Gotham's new people, these new players were definitely interesting. Of course, that would happen after recovering from the fight and getting more poison. His had run out but it was worth it.

"Yeah, yeah, next time, we have to go get our friend" Amorpho growled, pulling Johnny towards the creepy mansion. He wasn't going to tolerate any more people leading them there again without checking. And if the halfa was inside that damn mansion he was going to figure out how to double kill the biker.

"That's too long, why don't we just use my motorcycle?" The blond asked curiously as he measured the distance to the creepy mansion located in the middle of the city, walking was relaxing for a few hours but he missed his motorcycle.

"WE WERE ABLE TO USE YOUR MOTORCYCLE ALL THE TIME!?" Amorpho's scream was heard throughout the street. To which Johnny shrugged. Bane's laughter was audible in the distance.

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When Jason woke up it wasn't a surprise that Danny was biting his arm. He still considered that it had something to do with the boy being starved for his whole life, but he found the little fangs a little adorable.

They were less adorable when he realized that they were taking blood from his arm, and that his blood had green drops inside it. Jason blinked a few times trying to get the sleep out of his eyes but the green spots were still there.

"Danny, Doll wake up" Jason waved him worriedly, partly because he didn't think drinking blood, even accidentally, wouldn't be poisonous. And on the other hand he was afraid that it had something to do with the Pits.

Danny just growled as he bit his arm a little harder, probably trying to shut up whatever was disturbing his sleep.

"Danny no!" Jason screeched as the boy bit him again, the new vampiric tendencies of his new love interest were becoming extremely worrisome.

Not knowing what else to do, Jason began to wave his arm in an attempt to pull the boy away, but the boy clung on again and the vigilante swore Danny had grown claws because it was impossible for him to stay in the same place without moving an inch.

"Doll, you have to get off, you're not a cat!" Jason got up from the bed but the boy had gone from just biting his arm to completely clinging to him as he kept biting.

Jason ran into the kitchen and tried to bribe the boy with some food he had left in the microwave, if he was hungry that would surely help.

His plan obviously didn't work, the boy seemed quite comfortable still biting his arm. Jason wondered if the toxic blood was going to kill him, if it was really part of the Lazarus Pits.

"Come on Doll, you can't die after I just accepted that I like you" Jason grumbled as he sat down on the couch. He stroked the halfa's hair lovingly as he sighed. The boy was extremely troublesome but he had come to love him, a special kind of love that he hadn't given to many people and that was terrifying.

"Love" Poe sang happily as he landed on Jason's head. Who was having an existential crisis.

If his blood had some of the fluid from the pits in it, why hadn't it come out until now? Was it toxic? Was he killing Danny!?

He hadn't even asked him on a date and he had already killed him! He was the worst boyfriend candidate ever.

While he continued lost in his thoughts he didn't notice how the boy slowly detached himself from his arm and the green color on his blood disappeared.

The halfa seemed to have consumed all the corrupted ectoplasm available in the boy, whether that was a good or a bad thing was hard to say. The boy would probably end up with side effects from the corrupted ectoplasm though. On the other hand, Jason's corrupted core might be healing now that he had a source of natural ectoplasm in the air, and perhaps he would find some surprises soon.

Oblivious to everything that had just changed, Danny continued fast asleep, happily clinging to Jason's arm. The vigilante began to wonder if the boy would stay after the whole gas disaster was over. He slowly started to fall asleep, so much excitement so early in the morning had definitely left him tired. Or maybe it was just the missing blood.

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"I'm telling you Kori, Jay is completely in love, he looks at him the way I look at you" Dick murmured as he lay on his girlfriend's lap, he hadn't slept all night thinking about the meaning of his younger brother's last words " I'm so proud of him"

"Okay, now say what you're really thinking" Kori replied with a smirk. She knew her boyfriend too well to believe that.

"I'm so scared" Dick said in a teary tone "my baby brother is growing up, and he's falling in love, what am I going to do if he gets his heart broken?"

I think that should be his concern" Kori raised an eyebrow "Besides, if something happens I'm sure Roy and I can take care of it"

"Oh, so you think I should spy on his future boyfriend?" Dick questioned happily as he thought about the amazing idea his girlfriend was suggesting.

"I never said that" Kori replied with a snort even though she was aware that her boyfriend wouldn't listen to her and would go bother his brother "In fact, I'm pretty sure it's the opposite of what I told you"

"No, I heard you perfectly, you said it should be my concern so I'll make it my concern" Dick nodded misunderstanding the message "Thank you honey"

"I know you won't listen to me no matter what I say so if Jason gets mad at you I had nothing to do with it, I discouraged you from doing whatever you're thinking" Kori said, sometimes your boyfriend and your best friend being brothers had its disadvantages. Like getting into family fights for example.

"Yes ma'am, I haven't heard anything from you" Dick gave her a military salute before thinking of something else to do while visiting his brother "Maybe I can even find something to tease Jay with while I'm at it."

"I don't know if you want to protect him or make his life miserable" Kori replied doubtfully "But well, have fun"

"Oh by the way" Dick mumbled remembering something at the last moment "Jason said he would teach you how to cook with things from Earth during the call"

"That's wonderful, will Roy join?" Kori asked, at Dick's nod she clapped her hands happily "We could invite his future boyfriend to join"

"How do you know he can't cook?" Dick questioned curiously. He had noticed that while he was trying hard to make the potatoes, Danny hadn't managed to get the cuts right. Jason had definitely been helping him.

"I didn't know, besides, this isn't a course for people who cook badly, is it?" Kori's eyes flashed with annoyance as Dick scrambled to come up with an excuse. In the end, he settled on the truth.

"You know it's not, but I don't know how many otherworldly ingredients my stomach can handle," Dick murmured sadly, "I love that you're trying, and I'm the one who lives on takeout so I can't say anything, but- "

"You're not adapted, I understand" The anger on Kori's face softened "Sorry, I forgot that our dietary needs are not the same"

"It's okay Kori, you were really trying" Dick said "Do you want to plan my fabulous entrance as Nightwing?"

Kori simply denied with a smile and they both ended up talking about different things throughout the night. Their main topic of discussion, though, was Jason's new boyfriend. Kori didn't say it out loud but she was also thinking about the future consequences that his boyfriend's antics would bring her.

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When Jason woke up again, it was noon. He wondered if what had happened in the morning had been imagined somehow. It was quite likely since green blood didn't exist if you weren't an alien or a meta. And as far as he knew he wasn't either of them.

He sighed as he checked the bite marks on his arm. Although they were present they were very light and were not bleeding. One more point to his theory about him having a strange nightmare. He didn't have an enhanced healing factor and the bite marks were too light to have drawn blood.

However, he felt that he should ask. Even though the wound didn't appear to have drawn blood it could still be a concern.

"Danny, do you have rabies?" Jason asked moving to the boy who was opening an eye next to him. It probably wasn't the most polite way to ask, but he woke up with his arm bitten off, sue him!

"What's with that comment?" The halfa frowned grumpily "I was hoping for a good morning"

It was definitely a unique way of waking up though. Opening your eyes to see the face of your crush with a contemplative expression and the most random question ever.

Danny sighed, why did he like eccentrics? At least Jason didn't have a secret identity with a red mask. Though he couldn't say the same for Red Hood. Damn gene Fenton with peculiar tastes!

"Well, considering you bit my arm, I wanted to know if there was anything I should worry about." Jason pointed to what the halfa was hugging. As Danny got closer he looked at the small bite marks and winced.

Frostbite's thousands of scoldings about how ghosts should protect themselves against diseases and how dangerous it could be to bite the living flashed through his mind, but Jason looked pretty good.

"Not at all" he answered with a nervous laugh "Besides, I'm not a dog"

"I'm aware, just making sure" Jason ruffled his hair affectionately "by the way, Nightwing is coming to visit today, Officer Grayson left a very upsetting message about it"

"Oh, I didn't know you were that close. Do you like him?" Danny teased raising both eyebrows, though wishing that wasn't the case.

Apparently it wasn't, because Jason's face twisted in horror at the implication and he looked at Danny with betrayal. That was a mental image that he wished to get out of his head.

"NO!" Jason yelled completely offended "he's almost my brother, please don't ever say that again"

Plus, there was something definitely painful about your love interest asking if you had a crush on someone. It's not like he could kiss him, that would be going too fast.

"Okay, okay, sorry, I was really kidding" Danny hoped Jason didn't notice how relieved he was by his reaction, "but while we're on the subject, can I ask something?"

"About Officer Grayson?" Jason asked curiously, at Danny's assent he looked at him with a bit of doubt but decided to accept "as long as it's not about our non-existent relationship, go ahead"

"So, do you think Nightwing is dating Officer Grayson?" Danny whispered curiously, looking at a poster of the vigilante in the living room. He wouldn't be surprised if Jason was a fan of his boyfriend's friends.

"I'm pretty sure one of them is dating Strarfire" Jason raised an eyebrow not knowing where such a theory came from. Wasn't he asking if he was dating one of them a minute ago?

"They must be in a polycule" Danny nodded wisely, while Jason looked at him confused.

"If you believe that, why did you ask me if I was dating him?" Jason questioned curiously.

"I wanted to see you nervous," Danny shrugged, "No offense, but the way the officer spoke of Nightwing betrayed a very obvious love"

Probably because he was talking about himself

Jason refrained from commenting, frowning. He turned to ask what the halfa meant by making him nervous when Danny kissed his nose by mistake; he was definitely aiming for his cheek, it was only his reflections that kept him from kissing him directly.

"What was that for, Doll!?" The vigilante stepped away, the action had made him nervous, and he wouldn't admit how flustered the action had left him.

"Actually, I wanted to blow your nose but it was a miscalculation" Danny shrugged sheepishly, the smile not leaving his face "It was worth it though."

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"Well, we only have one place left to go" Amorpho pointed to the creepy mansion that was visible from the other side of the street "most people told us that he could be here, we have to check"

"Danny would never be there, you know very well his contempt for people with money" Johnny immediately denied "he would have run away"

"Not if he was weak and lacking ectoplasm" Amorpho grumbled "come on, we look like idiots standing in the middle of the street and I have classes at night"

"Since when have you become a responsible student?" Johnny stared at him in disbelief, it had only been two days.

"Yeah, I can't lower my grades or I'll get kicked out of drama club" Amorpho shrugged "I'm lucky Danny has perfect attendance"

"Speaking of which, maybe we should save this creepy adventure for later," the blonde muttered, looking at his phone, "we've been on this all day and Kitty is going to call me in a few minutes."

"I thought Kitty would call you about 10 minutes before my classes started, she's pretty punctual" Amorpho muttered. He had noticed that pattern quickly.

"She does," Johnny agreed happily "and I really don't want her to see you in that outfit, or appearance"

Amorpho looked at him incredulously and checked the time on his own watch, indeed there was the alarm for the start of classes. He stopped himself from choking the blonde and ran into one of the alleys, he needed to change quickly. The skirt definitely looked fabulous on him though.

"Rude" Johnny muttered with a frown as he watched Amorpho leave. He noticed a burst of light coming from a nearby alleyway before "Danny" emerged with a backpack (which definitely wasn't there before) running towards the university.

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Because unfortunately they couldn't sleep all day, they both decided to do something productive. At first Jason had suggested that they have a relaxing day, maybe read a couple of books and try to learn something new in the kitchen.

Unfortunately the day turned into the opposite of relaxed when the kitchen became a mess of ingredients. Although it had been a very fun experience, cleaning it up wouldn't be so much.

"Okay, maybe we should find something else to do, Doll," Jason admitted as he stood on his tiptoes to clean up the mess that was left on the ceiling.

How had it gotten there? They weren't even cooking anything that required dough!

"Yeah, probably," Danny admitted with a small laugh. Despite how embarrassed he felt about the whole situation he had to admit it was fun "Dance?"

"As much as I love dancing, my muscles are killing me" Jason refused. Plus, he didn't want Nightwing to find them dancing.

It felt like something private. Something that needed to be hidden since it was theirs alone. Jason felt like that little action belonged to him.

The images of them swaying, laughing, expressing their emotions openly. They were his, and he wouldn't hand them over to any of the bats, no matter how curious they were.

“How do you feel about a movie marathon?" The halfa finally asked happily. Whenever he had some free time he would watch one or another interesting movie.

It was a bit sad but since he had arrived in Gotham he had lost the habit. He still remembered the day where Ellie forced him to watch a whole Disney marathon and although he thought it would be tedious he ended up crying with her.

"It depends, what movie are we watching?" Jason raised an eyebrow curiously. Not that he had a preference, family nights included movies of all genres due to the differences between each family member so he wasn't picky.

Danny didn't know that, he wondered what was the correct answer in this situation. Maybe Jason didn't like ghost or zombie parodies with bad death jokes the way he did. He could be an action guy, or a romance guy considering all the books he saw on his bookshelf.

He turned on the TV wondering what he should answer when a movie poster appeared in front of him and he knew. That was always the correct answer.

"Barbie!" The halfa pointed at the screen completely proud. A wide smile on his face.

"I thought you'd never say it" Jason smiled as the movie Barbie and the Twelve Dancing Princesses played on the screen.

That was how Nightwing found them hours later. Cuddled up while singing nursery rhymes out loud.

The vigilante wondered if he should let them know he was in the room but decided to enjoy the view a little longer.

He took a photo of the two of them singing with a wide smile and sent it to Tim.

DiscoWing: Don't tell B but Jay is in love~

DiscoWing: Aren't they cute!? I trust you to keep the secret but watch them! This is the perfect blackmail!

Followed by lots of surprise stickers performed by Nightwing

DiscoWing: It was worth stealing the Helicood for this!

Dick decided to ignore the Restauran't is typing as he approached his brother. Jason was in love with his new helicopter, he had built and modified it until it was perfect and even named it "Helicood" after himself.

But Dick was sure Jason would forgive him for stealing his new helicopter. And maybe crash it slightly, after all he can fix it! He just needed to sneak a few minutes into the batcave.

"HERE I AM, BEING WHO I WANT~" Dick sang the line from the movie scaring the two people on the couch.

"WHAT THE FUCK WING!?" Jason yelled seeing the vigilante hanging from his window.

"Wait! I came with a peace offering!" Nightwing raised both arms swinging to keep from falling. In his hands could be seen a…duck candle?

"Watch out! You could fall!" Danny yelled worried, he didn't want to see a vigilante pancake. What would he say to Starfire and Officer Grayson!?

"I wish so" Jason snorted watching the vigilante do a flip and land next to them "he's an acrobat, don't worry."

"Oh, so we don't have to inform Dick and Starfire about his death?" Danny asked, relieved.

"Inform who about my what?" Nightwing asked confused while Jason shook his head, it was better for him to let the topic slide "Besides, don't worry! If I fall I can always fly!"

"Just because your name has the word Wing doesn't mean you can fly a birdbrain" Jason grumbled, maybe a squashed Nightwing wouldn't be so bad.

"I'm pretty sure I can fly" the vigilante grumbled "anyway, here"

Nightwing handed Danny a red duck candle. Danny stared at the candle before looking up at the vigilante and muttering "thank you."

"A nice civilian gave it to me to ward off evil spirits, she's pretty sure the ghosts of the dead just came to Gotham or something." Nightwing shrugged. He didn't believe the story but it was good to be grateful to those who wish to protect you.

"Evil spirits in Gotham?" Jason raised an eyebrow, they had enough rogues to consider a new one.

"Spirits in general: ghosts, shadows, shapeshifters and stuff," Nightwing explained, "Jessica was pretty sure about that so it's best to be cautious!"

Danny chuckled as he continued to stare at the candle, surely the girl wasn't referring to him and his friends?

"It's very kind of you to want to protect us" The halfa laughed nervously as he placed the candle on the nightstand.

"Yeah, she said the candle warded off evil spirits, and what's better than supporting local businesses?" Nightwing nodded, happy that they both liked his gift. "We should buy more!"

"Maybe later, weren't you here for a reason?" Jason reminded his brother.

"Oh sure the cure" Dick nodded, he had stopped by the cave but they seemed to be discussing strange sightings all over the city: red eyes, super strength, shadows and the end of the world.

Dick wondered if his other siblings had copied Tim and needed a few hours of sleep.

But at the end he managed to see Steph and the progress of the cure.

"Good and bad news on that one," Nightwing cleared his throat "we have a cure!"

"That's great!" Danny said, though it was strange to think that the days of him living with Jason were coming to an end, "Where is it?"

"I dropped it on my way here!" Dick gave them jazz hands as he watched their reaction, Jason seemed minutes away from declaring himself an orphan.

"Explain." Jason sighed, maybe he was jumping to conclusions and his brother had a good reason.

"It was my first time driving the helicopter," Dick explained sadly, "and it was modified in a way I didn't know about"

On second thought, his conclusions were completely correct and Jason hoped that Dick wasn't referring to the Helicood. Because he would have twice the reasons to remove him from the family tree.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice," Poe said, coming out of his hiding place in Jason's hair.

"Besides! Since you are the only human affected we didn't know if it would work since we only tried it on crows" Dick hastened to find an excuse "and as a responsible hero I thought we needed another test before applying it on you"

"I guess I can see the logic in that" Danny frowned thinking he wasn't even human, how could a cure intended for humans work on him?

"No, don't listen to him Doll" Jason complained "he's just an idiot who steals helicopters"

Dick was very offended by that comment.

"Anyway, since it was the only sample" Nightwing continued his explanation, ignoring Jason's gasp about the only sample!? "We have to wait another 3 days"

Dick winked at his brother. Completely ignoring the fact that he was still wearing the mask and therefore it wouldn't show.

Unfortunately Jason was well aware of what his nosy older brother was up to.

"That means the safest thing for you is to stay with Jason and Hood for another three days," Nightwing stated, looking at the boy.

"I guess we can catch up on Disney movies" Danny muttered doubtfully, then looked at Nightwing trying to climb on the table and decided to invite him to join.

Jason stared at Danny in horror, well aware of the suggestion he would make to the vigilante and denied multiple times but his pleas went unheeded. The halfa looked at Nightwing and asked anyway.

"Do you want to watch some movies with us?" Danny asked, pointing to the TV.

Nightwing launched himself onto the couch happily, agreeing with an excited “Yes!”. Maybe his brother's future boyfriend wouldn't be so bad after all.

He decided to write to Tim about the antidote which he had definitely broken accidentally and not to save Jason's love life. In addition to sending more photos of the two boys while they were distracted. They looked quite adorable.

Maybe he should set up a movie date with Kori. It looked like a pretty relaxing activity; after only a few minutes he was carried away by Barbie's voice.

Danny didn't think it was strange that the vigilante was talking so comfortably with Jason. Jason told him that bats were considered family (or friends?) when he asked so they would be something like Jay brothers-in-law, right? It was only natural to invite Hood's brother to hang out with them. Maybe he could convince Nightwing to help him get Hood and Jay back together!

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When Tim volunteered to review Wayne Enterprises scholarships to various universities he didn't expect to see the boy who was supposedly still affected by Scarecrow gas in class.

He looked more animated than a recently attacked boy should be and seemed to be in the middle of leaving his night classes. Tim raised an eyebrow as he looked over the photo Dick had sent him a few minutes ago.

Restauran't: Is that image recent?

DiscoWing: Yes, it was taken a few minutes ago, why?

Restauran't: And you're still at Jason's?

DiscoWing: Yup, you're not thinking of telling B are you? I only told you because of the antidote and the blackmail

Tim considered his options as he looked up at the boy. He was wearing dark glasses, definitely weird in the middle of the night but not alarming.

Restauran't: No, but can you send me another photo?

The photo his older brother sent him screamed sugar. Jason was practically laying on the boy. Which seemed to be talking about something very lively. It was obvious Jason wasn't happy with his older brother from the photos if the scowl had anything to say about it.

Tim picked up his phone and compared both photos. Definitely the same guy, but something weird was going on. If Dick's observations were true then the victim couldn't stay away from Jason for long without going crazy. He also doubted that he could be in two places at once.

Restauran't: Do you trust me?

Tim bit his lip, it was definitely a risky plan and if Jason found out the assassination attempts on him wouldn't fail this time but he needed to prove it somehow. If it was a duplication skill then surely something would happen.

Dick's response took a few seconds to come, probably because he was distracted by bothering his little brother.

DiscoWing: Sure, what do you need me to do?

Tim was at least relieved that his older brother knew him well enough to know that he was planning something. He at least knew he had a purpose for all the disaster he was about to unleash.

Restauran't: Separate them, I need to check something.

Question marks appeared in the chat window along with a sticker of a sad Nightwing but Dick ended up agreeing. Tim sighed, figuring if the plan worked he could ask Jason for a quick funeral. If Dick was right and he was in love he was about to walk into the lion's den.

He fixed his sight on the boy who may or may not be a clone, better to watch him like a hawk until Dick sends a confirmation message.

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After another quick Karaoke session with the boy where they both ignored the blue vigilante who had decided to crash their movie marathon Jason and Danny stared at each other, mirroring the scene in front of them where Odette was looking up at the prince.

They were grinning, obviously tired after singing the sixth song of the Barbie movie. And although Jason was sure that some video of him would end up in the family chat, he didn't really care, he felt calm, happy.

He quickly looked over at Nightwing but he seemed quite distracted by his phone so he guessed that he wasn't paying attention to them.

Come on Jason, this is no time to be a wimp.

He took a deep breath, remembering all the laughs Danny had brought him in the few days of meeting him, his clumsy attempts at cooking, his misplaced heroic streak, his bad bedtime habits and his knack for attracting strange situations.

And although his head was also thinking about the consequences that the action he was about to do would bring him, or how he was rushing to conclusions and it was not the time, he didn't listen to it. Danny had earned the right to be considered more than a suspect.

Damn, don't think about it just do it!

He did so, he took a leap of faith and leaned into the boy who had been stealing his heart. He felt the increase in his heartbeat as he closed his eyes and hoped that this was the perfect moment, maybe Danny would even kiss him back.

Of course, all his fantasies were interrupted when he felt a hand blocking his path and decided to open his eyes to confirm what was happening...

"Jay, you are a wonderful boy and these days with you have been amazing but I have to stop you here" Danny said, placing a hand over Jason's mouth, who looked very confused.

Jason tried to speak but Danny immediately silenced him again.

"Unless you're considering a polyamorous route I think you should consider your boyfriend's feelings on this" Danny said "Please think about it."

Jason just stared at him in confusion, but his mind just repeated the words "your boyfriend" like a broken record until he could finally process it.

Sorry, his what now-?

SINCE WHEN HE HAD A BOYFRIEND!?

He was about to ask the boy about it when he looked at his brother and frowned. Dick looked a bit nervous, which was a bit obvious when you considered how animated he had been all night. Being a nuisance in general.

He hadn't even commented on Danny mentioning his supposed boyfriend which made him doubly suspicious.

“Danger, danger!” The little crow warned him.

He got the answer quickly when Dick approached them and taking advantage of the confusion separated the union in their hands, pushing them away and grabbing Danny to put distance between them

He didn't know whether to feel angry or betrayed. His brother knew very well that Danny wasn't pretending and he really needed the contact, didn't he believe in him? He was about to approach them when he saw the doubtful expression on his brother's face.

"I'm sorry" Dick whispered as he held the boy in his arms. Danny was trying to break free of the vigilante's grip. The boy seemed very busy fighting Nightwing, desperately looking for Jason. Jason expected the fury of the pits but instead he felt fire in his soul, something strange considering how much the sensation was like the All-blades.

But he didn't have time to think about it. A few seconds had passed but it was obvious that the separation was hurting the halfa. When Jason looked at the boy he saw green.

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Danny was scared. He had forgotten that the gas was still in his blood and everything around him began to go dark. He needed to know that Jason was okay but he couldn't hurt the Gotham vigilante while he was at it, as easy as it was for him to become intangible or crush bones his awareness was screaming at him that this was not the time.

But in his head the memories and harmful comments began to play, playing with his memories over and over again. He had felt so secure before but all his confidence was shattered in seconds.

Inevitable

You can't escape your destiny!

Creepy boy with creepy powers

You hurt everyone around you!

You didn't protect us!

GET AWAY

What he felt the most was the need to get away, hide, and hide everyone he still had where no one could find them. Protect them from everything and everyone.

Before he knew it, his eyes were glowing and all he could feel was despair and fear.

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I think a lot happened in this chapter but it was honestly quite fun to write so I hope you enjoyed it!

In case anyone's curious, yes, Danny just healed Jason (and got sick at the same time?), so Jason might develop some changes. Tim is making bad decisions but Dick trusts him! On the other hand, no matter how easy it is for the halfa to use his powers, remember that he wants to be just Danny :)

And yes, they both accepted their feelings but whoops, it looks like Danny misunderstood something?

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meganwiththeknees · 24 days

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Distant

Chapter 9

Summary:

Life before things turned upside down.

-FLASHBACK-

Your first year was definitely something to remember. It took a lot of adjusting to finally get used to living in Japan and going to a new school, but it was nothing you couldn’t handle. You had gotten to know everyone, and you were pleased to say that everyone was genuine and your friend- it felt like one big family.

You and your father got the news that the school wanted everyone to move into dorms for no special reason; other than stating it would be convenient for students. You were excited to live with your classmates, but your father was skeptical. He wasn’t sure how to feel about you living somewhere without him or your mother. On the other hand, your mother was all down for you to experience something new. So, with a lot of convincing from your mom, your dad finally permitted you to live in dorms. He decided that since you were no longer living together, he would go back home with your mother. Both of your parents living in a different continent than you came with the price of calling in for daily check-ups with them, but you never minded talking to your parents.

When the end of your first year came to a close, you went back to the states for your summer break to spend some time with your parents and Elina. Before you left, Denki was really upset when he found out the two of you couldn’t spend summer together, and Mina broke out into full-on tears. You reassured them that you would be back in no time, and you would be starting your second year together soon.

Your time in the states was bittersweet. You had missed your parents and Elina so much it hurt. You made sure you soaked up all the time that you had with them before your summer came to an end. Before you knew it, your summer came to an end, and part of you didn’t want to leave, but you knew you would feel better once you got back to Japan and saw Denki and Mina.

After the long flight, you were met by a familiar pinkette running up and engulfing you into a hug.

“Oh my goddd, I missed you so much!” Mina sobs as she begins to squeeze you.

“How did you even know I would be here?” You laugh, squeezing Mina back just as tight.

Mina has to rub her eyes and collect herself before answering. “Well, since everyone had to come back to dorms today, you were the only one missing, so I asked Mr. Aizawa where you were, and he said a car would be sent to pick you up at the airport. So, I asked if I could come along to get you, and he agreed.”

“Oh, well, it’s so good to see you- I missed you so much" You tilt your head, eyeing her up and down. "You look a bit different...did you get a bit taller while I was gone?”

“Yep! But I’m not the only one that had changes- look at you,” Mina looks at you then proceeds to give your chest a little mush. “I think these got a little bigger from the last time I saw them,” Mina giggles as she winks at you.

“Ahhh! Mina, why are you like this- we’re literally in public!” You pull Mina's hands off you, frantically looking around to make sure no one saw.

“What can I say, girl, I think they look good,” You roll your eyes at Mina’s silliness. She helps you with your bags and leads you outside to the car so you two can head back to the school.

Once you two arrive back at the dorms, you immediately greet everyone and ask how their summer was. Once you finish conversing with everyone, you realize that you haven’t seen Denki yet. Next thing you know, you are being pulled by your arm when Mina tells you to follow her into the kitchen. In the kitchen, you see Denki talking with Sero, Kirishima, and Bakugo. You greet all of them and walk over to Denki behind the counter. He walks up to you and wraps his arms around you, hugging you while whispering, ‘welcome back.’

“Ah, Kiri, I have something to show you. Follow me,” Mina grabs Kirishima’s hand gently and leads him out the kitchen.

“Well, looks like that’s my cue,” Sero looks at the imaginary watch on his wrist. He makes his way over to Bakugo, trying to get him to follow.

“Why we got to leave just cause these two can’t keep their hands to themselves? Besides, we were here first,” Bakugo scoffs.

“Dude, read the room,” Sero sighs as he puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Get your hand off of me,” Bakugo huffs as he shoves his hand and walks out the kitchen with Sero right behind him.

“He’s still as rowdy as ever I see,” You laugh, watching Bakugou and Sero leave.

“Yeah, I don’t think he’ll ever change. Anyway, how was your summer?” Denki questions as he looks back at you.

You fill Denki in on everything that you did over the summer. You two continue to talk, and he tells you everything he did over the summer as well. Then the conversation shifts and you two begin to talk about frivolous things. You converse about plans for your second year and reminisce on your first year. At some point in the conversation, you mention how you missed going to Yui’s diner with him.

“Y'know, I thought you might say that, so I got you a little something. Think of it as...a welcome back gift,” Denki plops a brown bag with a few grease spots on the counter.

“Is this what I think it is?” You open the bag to find a burger and fries. “Oh my gosh- thank you, Denki! I was really craving this while I was gone,” You gush as you grab the burger out of the bag and peel back the wrapping to take one big bite.

“I’d figured you’d say that,” Denki smiles as he watches you enjoy the food.

You two end up talking and catching up for the majority of the night until you realize it was getting late.

The first day of your second year was truly exciting. It was almost hard for you to believe that you made it this far. You found it crazy that you had been in Japan for a little over a year now. School proceeded to pass, and so did all the vigorous training.

Sports Festival finally came rolling around, and you did extensively well this year, considering many high-end agencies wanted to recruit you to do work studies with them. Apparently, you had a natural talent for replicating an opponent's quirk and quickly adjusting to use it against them as if it’s your own quirk.

The year proceeded with more training and making memories to last a lifetime. At some point, you and Denki started to train together after school hours. It was honestly a surprise for you, regarding Denki liked to ‘chill out’ as he would say after school. When you realized that this training was starting to go on longer than you anticipated, you decided to confront him about it one day.

“Denki, we’ve been training together pretty much every day for the past week and a half after school. What’s up with that? My limbs are starting to hurt from all of this, on top of the training we do in class. We should go out and do something fun,” You get up from stretching and walk over to Denki.

“Well since you're so curious to know why I’m doing this, it’s because I’m tired of being scared whenever something goes down while we’re training. I want to get stronger, ya know?” Denki sighs as he flops onto the ground.

“Well, I think you’re already strong. Hell, look how far you made it in the Sports Festival this year,” You say, smiling down at Denki.

“You’re one to talk- you made it farther than me. I may have made it farther than I did last year but, I know I can do better.” Denki says, and he doesn’t fail to notice how the smile has slightly fallen from your face.

“Well that’s nice to hear that you want to do better, but don’t kill yourself by overtraining. I’m heading inside now, don’t stay out here too long or the cafeteria will close on you again." You ruffle Denki's hair before beginning to walk back to the dorms.

"And I will NOT be making you dinner again if you miss it,” You warn Denki, waving at him.

“Yeah, alright, mom,” Denki calls out as the door shuts behind you.

Just as fast as the Sports Festival ran around, so did the Cultural festival. You could barely believe that the semester was about to come to a close. You honestly didn’t know how 2A was gonna top what happened last year, but you were sure that you all could come up with something. In the end, you all ended up putting on a performance that was bigger and better than the first one.

As fast as your first semester ended, your second one began. With your second semester starting, that meant joint training with class 2B. Around this time of year, the weather was cooling down, so winter suits for everyone (Finallyyy!). This time class 2B was more of a difficult feat and put up a good fight with a total of four ties and one win from 2A, putting the class on top for the win once again.

When Christmas came this year, the class decided to switch it up and do secret Santa. Lady Luck must have been on your side when you got to pull for who you would be getting a gift for because you got Eri. You were through the moon to buy a gift for her. You went a little overboard and bought her two different outfits and some cute little hairpins along with a little plushy. She was extremely merry with everything she got, and it made your heart almost stop over how cute and happy she looked.

When you finally opened your present and saw that you had gotten an oversized All Might hoodie, you knew immediately who got your gift.

"Ah, I wonder who got this for you," Mina giggles as she lifts the hoodie out of the box for everyone to see.

"Mina-! Stop playing around!" You snatched the hoodie back from her, stuffing it back in the box.

"I know it's kind of obvious, but I couldn't help myself!" You turn around to see Midoriya looking everywhere but you.

You couldn’t help but laugh as you thanked Midoriya for your gift, and you didn’t fail to notice how he went beet red.

Your favorite point in the school year rolled around, work studies. You couldn’t have been more excited to go shadow under a real pro hero and finally do some real hero things, but you were conflicted. You had a problem figuring out what agency to work under; there were too many good options to pick from.

It had come as a surprise to you when Todoroki came up to you saying that his dad had requested you to work at his agency.

“Your dad wants me to work for him. You sure he asked for me?” You honestly thought that Todoroki has mistaken you for someone else, only because of the simple fact that he can be a complete airhead sometimes.

“Yes, he asked for you, specifically." Todoroki tilts his head as if he's trying to remember what his father told him. "He said something about you having a gift, and he could aid you in making it sufficient...”

“Well, if he’s asking for me specifically, of course, I can’t say no,” As much as you acted like it wasn't a big deal, you were practically jumping out of your seat.

“Great, the more the merrier- I can only deal with my father for so long before I don’t want to see him anymore,” Todoroki sighs while pinching his nose, “I’m not saying this to scare you off, it’s just better for me since now I’ll have You, Bakugo, and Midoriya there too.”

“Oh, so they’re going again this year. Those two must have really enjoyed their time there. I think everything will be fine,” You say, giving Todoroki a smile.

“Yeah, things went surprisingly well last year. The biggest problem we had was attempting to stop Bakugo from fighting Midoriya while on patrol. Since we’re gonna have you with us this time around, maybe you could copy Bakugo’s quirk and use it against him,” You think he’s joking but you’re pretty sure he doesn’t know how to do that.

“We’ll have to see about me using his quirk against him. Maybe I’ll consider it if he gets too out of hand,” You laugh as Todoroki just looks at you.

Once you got back to the dorms, you really had time to think about the conversation you had with Todoroki. If you were being honest with yourself, going to Endeavor’s agency was your best option. So, that night you had made what you thought would be the best decision of your life.

A couple of days before work studies began, you could hardly contain yourself. You were so anxious to meet Endeavor; he just looked so intimidating that he scared you sometimes. When Denki came to check up on you, it dawned upon you that you weren’t hiding your nervousness as well as you thought.

“What’s going on with you? It looks like you’re bout to jump out of your skin," Denki questioned you with a worried look on his face, "Did you wait till the last minute again to pick an agency to work at?”

“Well, not exactly- I mean- I only decided what agency I wanted to go to about four days ago, but that’s not the problem. I decided to go to Endeavors agency, and I’m honestly so scared to meet the man himself,” You admit to Denki.

“Why are you so scared? That's literally amazing. I wish I was able to go there," Denki tries to reassure you, "I’m actually going to Fatgums agency with Kirishima and Tamaki.”

“WHAT?! You're actually not gonna go back to Mt. Lady’s agency with Mineta. You two never stop talking about her, so I was sure you were gonna go work for her again,” You were thrown for a loop at hearing Denki’s news.

“Yeah, last time Mt. Lady didn’t exactly teach us anything, just made us do her chores. Besides, as I said, I want to get stronger, and doing someone else's chores won’t help with that. So this is the best option for me.”

“Well, that’s good. I hope Fatgum’s agency can offer what you're looking for,” You put your hand on Denki's shoulder as he just nods his head in response.

The week had finally come for everyone's work studies to begin. You bundle up in your uniform and warmest scarf- oh, and gloves- that you had to feed off the cold. You grab your hero costume before running outside. You and your classmates went to the train station together to wish each other well during your work studies. Everyone split up and went to their designated train stations as you waved them off. You made sure to give Denki and Mina an extra hug as you told them bye. Once everyone was gone, you began to walk to your train station and wait for the train. As you were walking, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You look over to see who was trying to grab your attention.

“Oh hey, Midoriya. I don’t know why it’s now dawning upon me that you and I would be going to the same train station, along with Bakugo and Todoroki." You glance behind Midoriya in search of the other two.

"Speaking of which, where are they?"

“Well, Kacchan walked off as soon as we got here, so I assume he’s already waiting for the train, and Todoroki went to the restroom a minute ago. So, he should catch up to us pretty soon,” Midoriya explains.

“Oh, ok. When you first did your work-study with Endeavor, did you find him…well scary?” You quickly get embarrassed by your own question. “You know what- forget I asked. It was a silly question. He’s a person just like me. I mean how scary can he really be? You don’t have to answer that either,” You shake your head bashfully in the realization that you're rambling.

“No, it’s okay. To be honest, I felt the same way until I realized that he’s not that bad. He’s way more intimidating than scary, and I’m pretty sure it’s all one big act he puts on.”

“Well hearing it first-hand makes me feel much better. If you three could do it, I can do it as well,” You say with determination in your eyes.

“Looks like that lifted your spirits. I’m happy I could help,” Midoriya says while smiling at you, and you do the same, thanking him for the advice.

Your work studies went on surprisingly better than you thought they would. On your first day, you almost made a complete fool of yourself from all the sweating and shaking you were doing when you met Endeavor. The rest of the week went by fairly well; you surprised yourself at how efficiently you worked with the sidekicks and your three classmates.

For the most part of your week, you just did patrols like stopping bank robberies, catching thugs from shoplifting, or even just helping out citizens. Until your fifth day into the internship while waiting around the agency for reports. There’s a call about a building, and people need to be evacuated immediately. You and your classmates, along with the sidekicks that were in the building at the time, were rushing onto the scene.

When you arrive at the scene, you're met with the sight of a burning building in shambles. The building was the headquarters of some high-end company. You take in your surroundings and see Endeavor, along with a couple of other pro heroes barking orders to sidekicks before they disband and head for the building. The only one that stays behind is Endeavor, assuming that his quirk won’t be useful in the case of another fire. You and everyone you arrived with run over to Endeavor, waiting for his instruction. He ordered some sidekicks to assist with the evacuation and the others to help with first-aid.

“Shoto and Dynamight, you're on first-aid. There’s no room for debate on this decision- now go!” Endeavor shouts as Todoroki and Bakugo run off to help with the first-aid, Bakugo muttering something under his breath.

“You and Deku are on rescue,” Endeavor demands as he points to you and Midoriya. “Yae and Rei, please come over here. Briefly explain your quirks and demonstrate them to her so she can copy them?” Endeavor orders as the two sidekicks nod and pull you and Midoriya to the side.

“Alright, so I’m going to try to explain this as quickly as possible. My quirk is Portal, and I can teleport anywhere I leave a portal. Things can enter in and out of my portals as long as I grant it permission- this works on living and non-living things. To go to a certain portal I just think of the place I need to go to at the time,” Yae shows you a portal that appears in her hands as she makes it big and small by stretching her hands. You take that as an initiative to copy her quirk.

You had worked with Rei before, so you knew his quirk. It was a simple quirk that could make objects bigger or smaller by touching them. As the four of you ran to the scene, Rei demonstrated his quirk for you to copy.

When you stepped inside the building, you immediately noticed that the building was crumbling and could come down at any point. You all agreed that it was best to split up to cover more ground. So, you stuck with Midoriya as Yae and Rei ran off.

"I left a portal at first-aid!" Yae shouts out to you before they are fully out of sight.

You and Midoriya ran over to the elevator, and he pries it open since it wasn’t working.

"It seems there are fifteen floors..." Midoriya thinks aloud. "I'm gonna use float so we can start at the highest floor." He turns back to see you nodding at him, letting him know that you're ready.

You two made your way over to the stairs, and he told you to climb on his back so the two of you could avoid all the stairs and make it up swiftly. You climbed on and held on with a vise grip. You were nowhere near as used to flying as he was. At some point during the ascend upward, he told you that you were choking him, and you apologized like your life depended on it.

When you two finally arrived on the fifteenth floor, you both scoured the area for people. For the most part, people weren’t too injured to the point they couldn’t walk, so you had opened a portal to lead them to the first-aid area. As the two of you made your descend, there were fewer people around. By the 8th floor, your time for Yae’s quirk had run out. You figured the heroes and sidekicks that arrived earlier had covered most of the area.

“Hey, I noticed about a minute ago your eyes stopped glowing. So, I’m assuming you no longer have Yae’s quirk. If you want, we could go find her real quick so you could get it back,” Midoriya says while he makes sure he’s searched every corner of the floor.

“No, It would be a waste of time to head down the stairs and still have to search for her. Besides, I think we’ve evacuated everyone by now, and I still have Rei’s quirk to use if I need it,” You say as you help Midoriya with the search.

“Okay. I think this floor is clear of people- we can head to the next one.”

Arriving on the seventh floor, you and Midoriya are met by a different set of sidekicks and a hero aiding two people towards the stairs to exit the building.

“Hey, this floor is clear, you two can head down to the next one. These two were the last ones up here,” The hero states while carrying one person in their arms.

“Okay, we’ll head down to the next floor,” Midoriya walks towards the stairs.

“Umm, I’m gonna stay up here and double-check if that’s alright with you. It just feels weird to come to a floor now and not check it. Not that I don’t trust their searching skills cause I trusted the other heroes and sidekicks with us on the other floors. I just want to-” You were cut off mid-sentence when Midoriya turned back around.

“It’s okay, I understand, and I never questioned your judgment. I’ll go check out the next floor, so you can come down when you’re done with this one,” Midoriya reassures you as he turns and makes his way down the stairs.

Once he leaves, along with everyone else on the floor, you begin to research the whole area. You didn’t find anyone and felt that it would be safe to leave the floor and head to the next until you heard a faint sob.

“H-help me.”

You thought your ears were deceiving you until you heard the sound again. You rushed to follow where you heard the sound coming from. You arrived at an area on the floor that looked like it received the most damage. There was rubble and broken wire everywhere.

“H-help me p-please.”

You drop to the floor and use Rei’s quirk to shrink every piece of rubble in your line of sight. You finally get to this piece leaning against the wall covering up the corner. You shrink the object only to be met face to face with a woman in tears under another piece of rubble. You immediately shrink the part lying on her body and throw it to the side.

“Ma’am, are you okay?!”

“Mmh, I think so. Although I can’t feel my lower half and my spine kind of hurts,” The lady says as she tries to move and groans.

“Oh no, please don’t move. I’m gonna go find some help,” You try to reassure the lady as you get up to search for some help before you feel a tug on the pant leg of your hero costume.

“Um, do you know if my baby is okay? Please tell me my baby is okay. I was just pushing him in his stroller before the next thing I knew I was waking up under all of the stuff. Can you please look for him? He has to be somewhere around here,” The woman pleads as she looks into your eyes.

“Ah, okay, please give me a minute,” You say as you tear a piece of fabric off your costume to tie around the lady’s leg to stop the bleeding. “Okay ma’am, I’m gonna be right back. I’m going to look for your baby,” You give your best smile towards the woman, masking the tears that are starting to brim your eyes.

You get up from your crouched position and turn around to scan the room. You figure if the lady had just had her baby, then he should be in his stroller somewhere close by. You walk around the area until you finally come across a stroller. You run to the thing and flip it up from its sideways position on the floor. When you look into it, you see no traces of a baby other than a stray teddy bear tucked inside the stroller.

You grab the bear and run over to the stairs and swing the door open shouting for help, hoping that someone would hear you from the floor below. You would have gone down the stairs, but it would take too long, and you didn’t want the lady to think that you left her since you told her you were looking for her child. You run back over to the lady to check on how she’s doing.

Before you even say a word to her, you notice how her breathing is uneven. You bend down to check her pulse, and it’s faint but still there nonetheless. You were beating yourself up on the inside for not going to find Yae when Midoriya had asked you. If you had, the poor lady could be getting the treatment she terribly needed.

“Ma’am, I’m back. How are you doing? Does your back still hurt?” You question as you crouch down to be at eye level with her.

“Y-yeah, it still hurts a bit. Um, s-so how’s my son? Is h-he okay?” The lady takes in a deep breath before she looks at you. You didn’t know how to tell the lady how you didn’t find her son, but you were sure that the hero just happened to get to him before you could.

“Uh- yes, I’m sure the heroes have already taken in your son so he could be treated for any wounds he may have gotten. I did happen to find his teddy bear though. Here you can hold onto it until you see him again,” You reassure her, fighting back tears as you hand the lady the bear. She manages to form a wobbly smile when it enters her hand.

“I informed the heroes downstairs that you need help. So, someone should be on their way to help real soon. In the meantime, do you mind me asking you and your son’s name?” You ask while moving a couple of stray hairs out of the lady’s face.

“M-my name is Kisa Himikaga and my s-son name is Haru Himikaga. What about yours, s-sweetheart?” Kisa gives you another wobbly smile.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Kisa,” You say, giving her a smile as you tell her your name. “Uh, how old are you and your son?”

“I’m t-twenty-six, and m-my son is almost o-one,” Kisa coughs. You notice that her words are starting to become more slurred, along with her having a hard time keeping her head up, and her grip on the bear is starting to loosen.

“Hey Kisa, please stay with me. Don’t close your eyes just yet, please. I’m gonna go see what the hold-up is downstairs, okay? I’ll be right back.” You say, turning quickly to not face Kisa. You're sure if you looked at her any longer, you would have broken down into tears, but you didn’t want to give her any reason to worry. So, you stood and stared at the stairs on the other side of the floor.

“O-okay.”

You run over to the stairs, and right as you’re about to open the door, it flies open. You’re met face to face with a frantic-looking Midoriya. The next thing you knew, he’s grabbing you up and throwing you over his shoulder, quickly descending down the stairs.

“What are you doing?! Let go! I have to get back to Kisa!” You plead, kicking Midoriya in the groin and hitting his back. He immediately puts up down and plants his hands on your shoulders.

“What are you still doing here? We have to get out of here now. I got some news while I was outside, and apparently, they caught the corporate and have him in interrogation. He got fired from his job here due to being caught doing 'shady' activity. So, he got upset and planted three bombs around the building," He glances up at the ceiling.

"One on the top floor, another on this floor, and one on the bottom. The one on this floor and the bottom have yet to go off but can go off any minute now," When Midoriya looks back at you, you can see the panic in his eyes.

“Apparently, since the bombs come from a quirk, there is no way to figure out when they go off- he’s the only one that knows. The only thing he said was that any minute now, the whole building will be crumbled,” Midoriya says practically out of breath, “Everyone is evacuated. I came in here to get you- we have to go now!”

“But everyone isn’t evacuated!” You practically scream at Midoriya as you take his arms and shove them off of you. You failed to notice that you had pushed him down a couple of steps in doing so. You were too focused on sprinting back up the stairs and to the door to go save Kisa.

You finally round the corner to where Kisa was laying to see her lying limb on the ground with her eyes closed. You drop down onto your knees and begin to sob.

“Kisa, hey, you promised me that you wouldn’t fall asleep just yet. I need you to wake up for me now. I found some help- we’re gonna get you out of here,” You ramble as you grab hold of Kisa’s hand that isn’t holding the bear and try to shake her awake. You notice no signs of movement and reach forward to check her pulse, you find nothing.

“No, no, no, no, no. Please- Kisa, wake up. Your son’s waiting for you to hand him back this teddy bear,” You say as you grab the bear out of her hand and try to show it to her. “Look, he needs this, he needs you,” You say while you frantically wipe tears from your eyes.

“We have to go now!” Midoriya suddenly enters the room and runs straight for you as he scoops you up and throws you over his shoulder again.

“NO! WE CAN STILL SAVE HER! PUT ME DOWN AND HELP HER!” You scream as you see Kisa getting farther from your field of vision. “PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME-” That was the last thing you remember before you hear a loud ringing in your ears.

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LOD. Calos Salazar in Portugal cannot be stopped! The whole room is booktown central WITH....awesome lighting. Every home in America should have a dedicated library room. "All violence consists in some people forcing others, under threat of suffering or death, to do what they do not want to do." —Leo Tolstoy, 9 September 1828—20 November 1910. "Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly." —Ibid. "People make mistakes in life through believing too much, but they have a damned dull time if they believe too little." —James Hilton, English author, 9 September 1900—20 December 1954. "A good book isn’t written. It’s rewritten." —Phyllis A. Whitney, mystery writer, 9 September 1903—8 February 2008. "You must want to enough. Enough to take all the rejections, enough to pay the price of disappointment and discouragement while you are learning. Like any other artist you must learn your craft—then you can add all the genius you like." —Ibid. "For any artistic person who creates imaginary people, the art is like inhabiting the life and mind of a seven-year-old child with imaginary friends and imaginary events and imaginary grace and imaginary tragedy." —Bob Shacochis, born 9 September 1951. “You’re a coward and a liar and a—" —Bart Sibrel, who lured astronaut Buzz Aldrin to a location on the false pretense of him doing an interview for a children's show, and then energetically denied the moon landing, interrupted when 72 year old Aldrin punched him, 9 September 2002. Listen to good music. Read great books. Keep your eyes on the sparrow.

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Polls will start to be posted within the next week or so.

Bracket list under the cut!

UPDATE: LIST CANCELLED

*Starred shows have multiple theme songs or I have combined shows in a franchise in an effort to include as much as possible. These will have preliminaries built-into their polls on the first round. This is how it works: 1. all of the songs will go into a poll together against one other show; 2. the COMBINED votes for those songs will determine which show wins that poll; 3. only the top voted song for that show/franchise will move on, if the show has won the poll. (If you are confused it will make more sense when we start, I promise!)

The 100

30 Rock

9-1-1*

The Addams Family

Adventure Time*

The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

All That

The Amazing World of Gumball

American Dragon: Jake Long

Animaniacs

Arcane: League of Legends

Arrested Development

Arthur

Assassination Classroom*

Austin & Ally

The Backyardigans

Barney & Friends

Barry

Batman*

Bear in the Big Blue House

Ben 10*

Better Call Saul

Beverly Hills, 90210

The Big Bang Theory

Big Time Rush

Bill Nye the Science Guy

Black Sails

Bluey

Bob the Builder

Bob's Burgers

BoJack Horseman

Bones

Boy Meets World

The Brady Bunch

Breaking Bad

Bridgerton

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Buffy the Vampire Slayer*

Captain Planet and the Planeteers

Charmed

Cheers

Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers

Choo Choo Soul

Code Lyoko

Codename: Kids Next Door

Cold Case

Community

Cory in the House

Cowboy Bebop

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend*

Criminal Minds

CSI*

Cyberchase

Danny Phantom

Daredevil

Dawson's Creek

Death Note*

Desperate Housewives

Detective Conan

Dexter

Dexter's Laboratory

Diff'rent Strokes

Digimon*

Doctor Who*

Dora the Explorer

Downton Abbey

Dragon Ball*

Dragon Tales

Drake & Josh

Ducktales*

Ever After High

The Fairly OddParents

Firefly

The Flintstones

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends

Fraggle Rock

Frasier

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

Friends

Fringe

Full House

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood*

Futurama

Game of Thrones

George Lopez

George of the Jungle

Gilmore Girls

Glee

The Golden Girls

Good Omens

Gravity Falls

Grey's Anatomy

H2O: Just Add Water

Hannah Montana

Hannibal

Happy Days

Hawaii Five-0*

His Dark Materials

Horrible Histories

House, M.D.

How I Met Your Mother

How It's Made

Hunter × Hunter

Huntik: Secrets & Seekers

I Dream of Jeannie

I Love Lucy

iCarly

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

The Jeffersons

Jeopardy!

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure*

Jonas

Justice League

Kim Possible

The Last of Us

Laverne & Shirley

Law & Order*

LazyTown

The Legend of Vox Machina

Leverage

Lilo & Stitch: The Series

Little Einsteins

Lizzie McGuire

Looney Tunes & Merrie Melodies

The Love Boat

M*A*S*H

Mad Men

Madoka Magica*

The Magic School Bus

Malcolm in the Middle

The Mandalorian

The Mary Tyler Moore Show

Merlin

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

Mob Psycho 100

The Monkees

Monster High

The Muppet Show

Murder, She Wrote

Murdoch Mysteries

My Babysitter's a Vampire

My Hero Academia*

My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic

The Nanny

Naruto*

NCIS

Neon Genesis Evangelion

The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh

New Girl

NFL (various network themes)*

Ninjago

The O.C.

The Office

One Day at a Time*

One Piece

Only Murders in the Building

Orange Is the New Black

Ouran High School Host Club

The Owl House

Parks and Recreation

The Partridge Family

Phil of the Future

Phineas and Ferb

Pinky and the Brain

Pippi Longstocking

Pokémon*

Power Rangers

The Powerpuff Girls

Pretty Little Liars

The Price Is Right

The Proud Family

Psych

Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure

Reading Rainbow

Reba

Red Dwarf

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Riverdale

Rugrats

Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Sagwa, the Chinese Siamese Cat

Sailor Moon

Sanford and Son

Saturday Night Live

Schitt's Creek

Scooby-Doo*

Scrubs

Seinfeld

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Sesame Street

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Sherlock

The Simpsons

Smallville

Sofia the First

Sonny with a Chance

The Sopranos

Spider-Man

SpongeBob SquarePants

Star Trek (instrumental themes)*

Star Trek: Enterprise

Star vs. the Forces of Evil

Stargate*

Steven Universe

Stranger Things

Succession

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody*

Suits

Taskmaster

Ted Lasso

Teen Titans

Teen Wolf

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Teletubbies

That '70s Show

That's So Raven

Theory of Love

Thomas & Friends

Tokyo Ghoul

Total Drama

Totally Spies!

Transformers*

True Blood

The Twilight Zone

Twin Peaks

Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

VeggieTales

Veronica Mars

Victorious

Voltron: Legendary Defender

W.I.T.C.H.

The Walking Dead

WandaVision*

Welcome Back, Kotter

The West Wing

Westworld

What We Do in the Shadows

The White Lotus

Wild Kratts

Winx Club

The Wire*

The Witcher

Wizards of Waverly Place

Wonder Pets!

Wonder Woman

Wow! Wow! Wubbzy!

The X-Files

Xena: Warrior Princess

Yellowjackets

Yu-Gi-Oh!*

Yuri on Ice

Zoboomafoo

Zoey 101

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diverbots · 2 years

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Thoughts on my Rammax idea that when giving each other gifts Max gets luxury renovations, expensive clothing, top of the line stuff only for Ramattra to give him a solar powered dancing plant and Max to be over the moon about it

I'm a sappy guy and I think Max would treasure anything Ramattra gives to him (puts it in his lockbox so he can look at it fondly). Even if it's something extremely basic like, idk, a picked flower, he'd instantly bring up 20 pages of google to check how to best care for it or preserve it. I don't think Ram even knows what to do with all the shit he got gifted from Max. He's a very bare necessities type and whenever Max gifts him another expensive pair of shoes or whatever he's grateful but like... He'd stuff it under the bed or whatever until Max brings it up again LOL.

Also when you mentioned the solar powered dancing plant I completely forgot those were a thing and I thought you referring to those dancing cactuses from foster's home for imaginary friends at first??? But yeah he would have it by his desk or window at all times, even though Ram probably just picked it out at the store cause it looked nice and was 75% off its original price.

#text #ask #anonymous #long #I made Max a guy who pathetically reads romance novels and watches trashy romance flicks -#- and is now absolutely head over heels over a man who'd probably get embarrassed holding hands.#Fucked up.#rammax

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Hatred. Lust. Obsession. Death. (BxA Playlist)

I worked on this...all day. Combed through almost 100 songs. It's my first time doing something like this, but I had to get my feelings and thoughts on this ship out somehow. Thank you to @a-for-alternative for the inspiration and feedback. I hope you enjoy.

Hatred

Afraid - The Neighbourhood

You're too mean, I don't like you

Fuck you, anyway

You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs

It hurts but, I won't fight you

You suck, anyway

You make me want to die, right when I

When I wake up, I'm afraid

Somebody else might take my place

I Get It - CheVelle

How dare you catch me counting?

How dare you call at all?

How dare you call this suffering?

How dare you call at all?

You're right, I get it

It all makes sense, you're the perfect person

So right, so wrong

Let's all live in your imaginary life

You Don't Know Me - Son Lux

I feel you tracing my scars

But you don't know me

You don't know me at all

I see you down on your knees

But you don't own me

You don't know me at all

Rose - A Perfect Circle

So no longer will I

Lay down, play dead

Play your doe in the headlights locked down and terrified

Your deer in the headlights shot down and horrified

When push comes to pull comes to shove

Comes to step around this self-destructive dance

That never would've ended 'til I rose, I roared aloud

Here I will, I am

You Know My Name - Chris Cornell

I've seen angels fall from blinding heights

But you yourself are nothing so divine

Just next in line

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you

The odds will betray you

And I will replace you

You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you

It longs to kill you

Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins

You know my name

Dance With The Devil - Breaking Benjamin

Trembling, crawling across my skin

Feeling your cold dead eyes

Stealing the life of mine

I believe in you

I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies

I won't last long

In this world so wrong

What If I Say Please - Late Night Alumni

Cry your premeditated tears

So tenderly, so insincere

Such feigned, calculated reasons

These warm smiles, they're freezing

So don't appeal me parading like a pantomime, I mean

It's unfeeling and I'm unwilling; let me be

What if I say please?

Girl With One Eye - Florence + The Machine

I slipped my hand under her skirt

I said don't worry, it's not gonna hurt

Oh, my reputation's kind of clouded with dirt

That's why you sleep with one eye open

But that's the price you'll pay

I said, hey, girl with one eye

Get your filthy fingers out of my pie

I said, hey, girl with one eye

I'll cut your little heart out ‘cause you made me cry

I Know Where You Sleep - Emilie Autumn

Fake, crawl, search, kill, fake, crawl, search, kill

Oh my god oh my god, I touched you?

I can never live it down, I can never live it down!

God save the queen, I loved you!?

I can never live it down, I can never live it down!

Oh, oh, I fucked you?

Welcome Home - Coheed and Cambria

But if you really loved me, you would have endured my world

Well you're just as I presumed

A whore in sheep's clothing

Fucking up all I do

Yeah and if so here we stop

Then never again will you see this in your life

Loveust

The Walk - Imogen Heap

That's where this ends

No mistakes, no misbehaving

Oh, I was doing so well

Could we just be friends?

I feel a weakness coming on

No, it's not meant to be like this

Not what I planned at all

I don't want to feel like this

So that makes it all your fault

I Caught Myself - Paramore

You got it, you got it

Some kind of magic

Hypnotic, hypnotic

You're leaving me breathless

I hate this, I hate this

You're not the one I believe in

With God as my witness

Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself

I'm saying something that I should have never thought of you,

You're pushing and pulling me down to you

But I don't know what I want

Tear You Apart - She Wants Revenge

Either way he wanted her and this was bad

He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy

Now a little crush turned into a like

And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her

I want to hold you close, skin pressed against me tight

Lie still, and close your eyes girl

So lovely, it feels so right

I want to hold you close

Soft breasts, beating heart

As I whisper in your ear I want to fucking tear you apart

I Get Off - Halestorm

I get off on you

Getting off on me

Give you what you want

But nothing is for free

It's a give and take

Kind of love we make

When the line is crossed

I get off

Gingerbread Man - Melanie Martinez

I'm the icing covering his body

I wanna hold him so close, so tightly

Baby, how do I say this politely?

Love me harder and don't be nice, please

I wanna feel your crumbs on my body

I want to break you in pieces, fight me

Baby, don't be so scared of biting

Want to eat each other into nothing

Hundred - The Fray

Its hard I must confess

But I'm banking on the rest to clear away

Cause we have spoken everything

Everything short of I love you

You right where you are

From right where I am

Somewhere between

Unsure and a hundred

Third Eye - Florence + The Machine

Cause there's a hole where your heart lies

And I see can it with my third eye

And though my touch, it magnifies

You pull away, you don't know why

'Cause your pain is a tribute

The only thing you let hold you

Wear it now like a mantle

Always there to remind you

Pagan Poetry - Bjork

On the surface simplicity

But the darkest pit in me

And it's pagan poetry

Pagan poetry

This time, I'm gonna keep it to myself

This time, I'm gonna keep me all to myself

But he makes me want to hand myself over

Mechanical Love - In This Moment

And I know you'll never understand me

No matter how hard we try

And I know I'll never understand you

And your mechanical love

I still hear you in my sleep

Your running through my veins

Your whispers, your machine

We knew it was meant to be

But never meant to last

I'm sorry, you always knew

Tender - Stuck In The Sound

Please believe that I won't

Won't give you a chance

To see me fall

Now I'm losing my head

You'll never see me

Never see me again

In love

Obsession

The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin

Try to find out what makes you tick

'Cause I lie down sore and sick, do you like that? Do you like that?

There's a fine line between love and hate

And I don't mind, just let me say that I like that, I like that

Desperate, I will crawl

Waiting for so long

No love, there is no love

Die for anyone

What have I become?

Decode - Paramore

How can I decide what's right

When you're clouding up my mind?

I can't win your losing fight, all the time

Nor can I ever own what's mine

When you're always taking sides

But you won't take away my pride

No, not this time

You Know You Like It - DJ Snake & AlunaGeorge

You know you like it but it drives you insane

You know you like it but you're scared of the shame

What you want? What you gonna do?

I'm So Sick - Flyleaf

Hear it! I'm screaming it!

You're heeding to it now

Hear it! I'm screaming it!

You tremble at this sound

You sink into my clothes

This invasion

Makes me feel

Worthless, hopeless, sick

Liar (Manic Depressive Mix by ASP) - Emilie Autumn

I want to hold you to the sun

I want to be your faithful one

I want to show you all the beauty you don't even know you hold

I'm hurting you for your own good

I'd die for you, you know I would

I'd give up all my wealth to buy you back the soul you never sold

I want to mix our blood and put it in the ground

So you can never leave

I want to win your trust, your faith, your heart

You'll never be deceived

Liar

Love Me Dead - Ludo

You're a faith-healer on T.V.

You're an office park without any trees

Corporate and cold

Gushing for gold

Leave me alone

You suck so passionately

You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature

Finger-bangin' my heart

You call me up drunk

Does the fun ever start?

The Horror of Our Love - Ludo

I'm a killer, cold and wrathful

Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom

I've murdered half the town, left you love notes on their headstones

I'll fill the graveyards until I have you

Moonlight walking, I smell your softness

Carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines

I want you stuffed into my mouth

Hold you down and tear you open

Live inside you, love, I'd never hurt you

But I'll grind against your bones until our marrows mix

I will eat you slowly

Breezeblocks - Alt J

She may contain the urge to run away

But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks

Germolene, disinfect the scene, my love, my love, love, love

But please don't go, I love you so, my lovely

Please don’t go, I’ll eat you whole

I love you so, I love you so, I love you so

A Love Suicide - Yutaka Minobe

I will do you harm, I will break my arm

I'm a victim of your charms

I want to be dead

When I am, I'm in bed

I can be so mean, you can beat me

I would like to shame you

I would like to blame you

Just because of my love to you

And love itself is just as innocent as roses in May

I know nothing can drive it away

Though love itself is just as brief as a candle in the wind

And it's greedy just like sin

Run - Thien Baccarin

Run.

Death

Protect Me - Placebo

Maybe we're victims of fate, remember when we'd celebrate?

We'd drink and get high until late, and now we're all alone

Wedding bells ain't gonna chime with both of us guilty of crime

And both of us sentenced to time, and now we're all alone

Protect me from what I want, protect me from what I want

Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me

Cage of Bones - Son Lux

Let's be anyone but you and me today

Trade this heavy cage of bones for flight

And when the sirens reach out for us

We'll be far away

Oh, what a noise we'll make

Drowning out our mistakes, we can't erase

This is the chance we take

We shout until our bones break, we can't replace

Are we now what we'll be?

Are we fixed or free?

Blue - A Perfect Circle

I didn't want to know, I just didn't want to know

Best to keep things in the shallow end

'Cause I never quite learned how to swim

I just didn't want to know

Close my eyes just to look at you

Taken by this seamless vision

I close my eyes, ignore the smoke

Call an optimist, she's turning blue

Such a lovely color for you

Call an optimist, she's turning blue

While I just sit and stare at you

Come As You Are - Yuna

Come as you are, as you were

As I want you to be

As a friend, as a friend

As an old enemy

Take your time, hurry up

Choice is yours, don't be late

Take a rest as a friend

As an old memoria, memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun

No, I don't have a gun

Running Up That Hill - Placebo

You don't wanna hurt me

But see how deep the bullet lies

Unaware I'm tearin' you asunder

Oh, there is thunder in our hearts

Is there so much hate for the ones we love?

Oh, tell me, we both matter, don't we?

It's you and me

Won't be unhappy

And if I only could

I'd make a deal with God

And I'd get Him to swap our places

Be runnin' up that road, be runnin' up that hill, be runnin' up that building

With no problems

Lacrymosa - Evanescence

Out on your own

Cold and alone again

Can this be what you really wanted, baby?

Blame it on me

Set your guilt free

Nothing can hold you back now, love

Last Flowers - Radiohead

And if I'm gonna talk

I just wanna talk

Please don't interrupt

Just sit back and listen

'Cause I can't face the evening straight

You can offer me escape

Houses move and houses speak

If you take me there you'll get relief

It's too much, too bright, too powerful

Passive - A Perfect Circle

"Dead as dead can be"

My doctor tells me

But I just can't believe him

Ever the optimistic one

I'm sure of your ability

To become my perfect enemy

Wake up and face me

Don't play dead 'cause maybe

Someday, I will walk away and say

"You disappoint me"

Maybe you're better off this way

In The Lake - Emilie Autumn

In the lake

You will find me

Behind your house

And from that lake

I will remind you

Of your promises broken

Your cruel words spoken

My ocean is bluer than the heart you had to break

My sea is deeper than your lake

Vienna - The Fray

Maybe in five or ten yours and mine will meet again

Straighten this whole thing out

Maybe then honesty need not be feared as a friend or an enemy

This is the distance

And this is my game face

There's really no way to reach me

Is there really no way to reach me?

Am I already gone?

#ooc #mood #playlist #B #A #Beyond Birthday #Death Note #Wammy's House #LABB #DNAN #BxA #BB #BA

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