#so cody is giving him the silent treatment

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

rex: hey, general, we need you to-

obi wan: cody used to call me general :/

rex: … that’s because it’s your kriffing title

[notarobot-lastichecked]

How do you people in the fandom feel about this new fic idea I have:

It would basically be a retelling of Transformers Rescue Bots except canon would diverge at the very start. Cody would discover that the bots were aliens as usual, but this time he doesn't let anyone else know that he knows.

The rest of the Burns family find out as early as usual so their partnership progresses as usual, if not a bit rockier for a bit longer since Cody was essential in strengthening relations.

It would play out like this:

Cody funds out that the Bots are aliens and he familiarises himself with different things around Griffin Rock the help him sneak around.

Heatwave finds another reason to stay on Earth this time around (maybe either he's a bit less quick to anger? Sees some potential?)

The rest of the series plays out the same, with everyone in the places they're supposed to be (e.g Cody in the bunker when that volcano was erupting in s01 e02) but I'll find other ways for them to end up there.

Cody sneaks around and does his own things to help his family and the bots (at some point revealing that he knows to Optimus, maybe?)

Maybe when Frankie finds out about the bots she immediately goes to tell him (they're the best friends ever 🥺🥺🥺) and he convinces her to keep the fact that he knows secret and then Frankie joins in on the scheming

Comedic moments from then on and Cody being exasperated at how obvious the bots are being

Maybe some angst potential at the start since, in this AU, the Burns family doesn't tell Cody but he gives them the silent treatment for a while before deciding to get himself together and kick start his plans?

Huge dramatic confession from all the bots (including the others like Salvage, Blurr) and Cody just being like "oh wow no way I am shocked, this is me being shocked rn

Anyway, I feel like this would be in a series where I rewrite episodes (either important ones or ones I feel like I could have a nice little subplot)

This is a surprisingly alive fandom (I know you're here I can smell you) so if other people have any ideas feel free to lemme know. Idk when I'm gonna write this (when my motivation comes back probably) but I will write this eventually. Probably. Updates in my progress will probably pop up here as well. :)

[shygirl4991]

Chapter 4 Self Love

A shout out to @cody-the-cat enjoy seeing the idea come to life! All art is by @b-r-i-n-g-x do not repost! A Four Chapter special as thank you for all the support you guys have given me!

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Summary: SMG3 just wanted to make himself a nice cup of coffee before the work day began, but when he takes a sip from his freshly brewed coffee and passes out he will wake up to a huge surprise. Three other versions of himself now run wild in the mushroom kingdom and he has to stop them before the world learns all his secrets. 

Tags: Love Confessions, Enemies to friends to lovers, Romantic comedy, fluff and angst

SMG4 and three awkwardly sit on the bed watching memes, four would look up at three then back at his phone. They confess their feelings then hug. Now they both have no idea what's next, annoyed by the silence Three speaks up “So are we going to date or what?” Four’s face goes crimson red from the sudden question and pauses the video. He spent so long fearing what SMG3 was plotting to ruin his channel, thinking how this man would try to kill him that now that they were friends he never focused on how much changed. To think a bet being forced to wear pink pulled something in him, he wanted to be SMG3 Prince, a kind of knight in shining armor just to see the smirk back on his face. He takes Threes hand and smiles “Yeah, we are dating, guess i'm your boyfriend now…heh how weird is it to say that!” 

SMG3 rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's giggle “Let's get things straight, just cause we are dating doesn't mean you get special treatment you hear?!” Four smirks leaning close to Three making the man blush as his eyes drop quickly to his lips then back at his eyes “Sure whatever you say~” The two men enjoyed each other's company while the others were sitting in the cafe silent,  the air was thick among them. Heart’s eyes flickered from dark blue to his natural color before getting up “I'm going to cook us dinner! Come on, Book help me out if I ask Spade he might try to eat the pot again!” Spade rolled his eyes glaring at Heart “Shut it Pinky it's not my fault he has cafe pans that are shaped like donuts!” Book gets up chuckling as the pair start messing around in the kitchen. Spade pouts, seeing the two giggling and grabbing what they need to cook, with a sigh he takes the elevator down where he sees Eggdog. He was thankful he was able to send the pup home before things got close in that fight earlier. He didn't get why the other two didn't want him to be a part of their cooking venture, not like he was upset by it. He lets out a sigh as Eggdog snuggled up to him, he smiles softly at the pup then gives him a smooch on the head “Sorry bud didn't mean to get you worried,  it’s just frustrating feeling all these emotions from the original…AH! Not because I love SMG4 or anything Eggdog. I'm not jealous that I never got to meet him.” Spade facepalms wondering what the hell was wrong with him.

He hears a ding and sees Heart walking up to him, he gently smiles and sits on the man's other side “Space for one more?” Spade rolls his eyes pouting.  With a soft giggle Heart hugs Spade making the man blush “Sorry if we made you feel like you weren't welcome, i just know how your personality is and we wanted to make sure the cafe can still run. Forgive me?” Spade sighs struggling a little in the hug “I guess, not like I was upset by it ...i have other things in my mind you idiot…” Hearing this Heart pulls away staring at the man confused “Is..there something you need to do before we fuse?” Spade blushes standing up and point at Heart, he growls showing his sharp teeth “THE FUCK NO! WHY WOULD I WANT SOMETHING LIKE HANGING OUT WITH SOME FUCKING LOSER!?” Heart sits there surprised watching the personality go into a panic. He gets up and slowly walks to Spade “You need to breathe, if all you wanted was to meet SMG4 why didn't you ask our original. Here is an idea: we still need info on the cherry power up! Given we are dating him I'm sure four would come looking for him, you're the only one that looks the closest to our original so want to play distraction?”

Spade blushes his eyes lighting up at the thought before putting his mask on “Pfft i don't care if i meet him, but if i have to play distraction then sure i will do it.” Heart smiles brightly at him “Then let’s change into pj’s and get dinner ready! Together this time!” Three walks into the cafe and blinks seeing the personalities in pj’s setting up the cafe table with dinner. Heart had a pink onesie with hearts slapped all over it, it was strange seeing the man without a hat though it was good to know that his hair was so fluffy it tempted him to give head pats. Next was Spade who was chuckling as he dropped hot sauce on Books plate when he wasn't looking, he too was in a onesie though this one had a hoodie. The spades on the onesie glowed in the darkness he hid in, guess he now knows where his love for things that glow come from. Lastly was Book whose pj’s were surprisingly normal compared to the other two showing off their symbols, honestly to Three the personality felt like he was going to star in the next christmas carol.

The group turned and waved at him “This is…odd, coming home to others and with dinner ready uh i'm not going to get sick right?” He walks to a table looking at the food. Book shakes his head as he switches plates with Spade making the man pout “Trust me we aren't the avatar.” Three nods sitting down with the personalities eating, he would stare at them giggling and chatting about their memories and how excited they are to be with Four. Spade was flustered by the talk but was ignored by Book and Heart. He felt warm seeing them so happy, he went to take a bite of his food when he noticed his hand glowing. His hands were changing to the colors of the personalities near him, he bonded with them and grew affection towards his personalities. He has accepted himself and perhaps the glow shows him the self love he has discovered, slowly he reaches and touches heart he could feel nothing but pure happiness. Heart turns and smiles at him, Three lets out a chuckle rolling his eyes “How strange that you all are me..yet knowing soon you will be back where you belong makes me feel lonely. 

They all frown looking down before Heart claps his hands “Let’s have a sleepover then before we cant be together!” with agreement they finish eating and go down the elevator. Three played random movies on the TV to watch with Spade while Book untied Hearts hair then started to comb it “So you want me to try to braid your hair?” Heart giggles crossing his legs “YEAH! That's what happens in sleep overs!” Three scoffs “We were forced into a slumber party years ago. Remember, Four had the nerve to ask if I was gay for him.” Spade laughs “Look at us now, so fucking gay for the idiot we might as well puke rainbows.” Book hums doing a side braid on Heart, Spade yawns starting to feel the fight he had earlier. Now that he was relaxed his body was shutting down needing rest, slowly he nodded off his body slumping on Three. He looks down and smiles softly at the drain personality “Hey maybe we should head to bed, Spade past out.” Heart nods as he excitedly checks out the braid “When we wake up we take our last trip together, let's get some answers shall we?” With agreement Three lifts up spade and tucks him into bed he lets out a sigh knowing when they wake they must say goodbye. 

He lays down next to Heart and Book smiling softly at them,  something in him feels different as he drifts to sleep he wonders what it is that feels different. He woke up and noticed that the room was clean. Did he dream yesterday? He wondered as he went up the elevator. There he saw Heart and Book sitting at the table while Spade glared at them, he noticed Spade was wearing his clothes “Uh why is Spade wearing my clothes?” Heart waves at him “Morning to you too! Spade is going to play distraction while we go to Mario, shall we?” the idea made him feel unsure, he stared at Spade who gave him a thumbs up. Letting out a sigh he nods he starts to walk out with the pair before pausing and turning to Spade “Don't blow up our boyfriend!” then leaves. Spade waves at them goodbye as they walk over to Mario’s place, the strange feeling Three had last night was hitting him again. He stops walking looking at his hands, seeing them glow again, this time the color belongs to Book. He jumps when the man grabs his hand “It's okay, i have accepted that today we have no choice to go. We will get our answers. I have no doubt in that, remember thinking things over isn't a bad thing.” SMG3 holds his hand, shaking slightly. Seeing this Book gives him a soft smile and pulls him into a hug. “This is heart 's fault I feel like this…I know you won't be gone since you're me but…it felt good not being alone..” 

Book chuckles “You were never alone, you just didn't want to accept change, reminds me of a certain spade heh.” Three chuckles letting Book go, his eyes go wide noticing the man was fading. Book looks down then gives Three a smile “Seems you need me more with you then out here, remember im always with you!” He reaches out to Book and attempts to grab him only for him to vanish. He falls to his knees frowning as he looks at his hand “You knew I wouldn't want to let go so you grab my hand to fuse…” Hearts eyes go dark blue as he walks up to Three “Hey silly we are here,” he offers his hand to the man. Three looks at Hearts hand feeling the pull again, he shakes his head as he gets up “Thanks but i can get up on my o-” Hearts eyes start to water “Original..no SMG3 we cant be out here anymore. If we are out of you for too long, who knows what will happen, you need us back to grow and be a better version of yourself. Heart then breaks down crying “P-please...take my hand and use your meme energy to take me back!”

“Are you serious? NO! You two were supposed to help me ask Mario about the cherry power up, why leave now of all time!” Heart wipes his tears and sniffles “You're silly, we are with you. Just because you can't see someone doesn't mean they aren't around, you should know that already!” he then sighs offering his hand again “Three please…” SMG3 looks up confused “Wait..three? What happened to original?” Hearts' eyes flicker red before going back to dark blue. “You have something now that you didn't before…take my hand and I will give you the answer.” Heart waves his hand, SMG3 looks at Mario's house then back at Heart before taking his hand. Hearts eyes glow pink “You have finally learned to love yourself, no longer are we strangers in our own body!” 

Heart waves sadly at him and he vanishes, he wipes the tears from his eyes feeling all the sadness heart was feeling “Thank you..for everything.” Slowly he approaches Mario's house and knocks. The red plumber opened the door and was surprised to see who was paying a visit “SMG3 perfect timing Mario just got more pasta!” Three rolled his eyes “I don't have time for your stupidity Mario, you and luigi eat a lot of power ups do you know any cherry ones that make clones?” Mario rubs his chin thinking, Luigi overhearing answers “Oh yeah Mario ate one before when we were chasing after Bowser! Remember bro he became a cat.” Mario snaps his fingers then frowns “Ah yes there was another Mario he was so handsome he was like a brother i never had!” hearing this Luigi frowns looking down clearly hurt. Ignoring it he pushes to his next question “Was it just a clone? It wasn't like a certain part of you or something?” Mario sniffs, wiping a single tear. “He wasn't just a clone, he was a brother.” SMG3 was about ready to strangle his avatar from the answers he was getting , though if Mario had something similar to him the world would have ended already. Disappointed Three left the bros home “Cherry power up makes clones of you, they can die without harming the users…so what the hell happen to me?” 

Spade was trying so hard not to scream as he sat beside SMG4, the man was gushing about he newest video and he was too adorable for the tsundere to handle. The way his blue eyes lit up describing how he edited a certain part, the excitement in his voice made Spade heart skip a beat. Suddenly his thoughts were broken when Four asked him a question “Hey do you have any left over coffee? I have a long night to finish this video!” Spade waved his hand happy to be taken out of his thoughts “I'm sure there is a cup in the fridge you can take that.” Four gives a shy smile as he pats Spades hand, he walks over to the fridge and sees the cup. Grabbing it he takes a tiny sip. “Huh cherry didnt know he serves this kind, warming it I'm sure it would be delicious.”  He walks up to Spade showing the cup “I got it thanks! I see you're working your way up to best boyfriend!”  Spade blushes and rolls his eyes “Shut it baka!” Four felt strange as he stared at Spade. His eyes flickered pink catching Spades attention “Hey are you-” before he could finish Four grabs Spades overall straps and pulled him in for a kiss. 

They pulled away both blushing “I…uh okay didn't know coffee got you like that Four,” SMG4 eyes go back to normal and start to panic as his face goes crimson red. Spade chuckles at the reaction forgetting his own flustered thoughts, he leans close smirking “Well then Blue thanks for the fun date, enjoy your coffee~” his flirtatious tone surprised even himself but he didnt care seeing how red his boyfriends face was made everything no matter. With a nod he stands up with coffee in hand and run out of the cafe, Spade laughs at the reaction “Haha oh fuck he is so cute!” SMG3 walks in at that moment confused as he sees a blushing Spade laughing “Melony said date went smooth, given the stupid look you have she was right?” Spade stops laughing glaring at the man “It was alright, not like i enjoyed holding his hand…hm?” Spade looks around for a moment “Where is Pinky and Dex?” SMG3 lets out an awkward smile as he waves his hand. That was enough for Spade to understand “So..this will be our last talk i see..” Three nods sitting next to Spade waiting to see what the man will tell him. 

To his surprise Spade broke down crying “Great Pinky got to me heh..fuck i cant stop thinking about yesterday with the gang we dealt with made me realize we always fought for ourself never for others..” Three nods looking out the window. He was alone for so many years he sealed his heart and became the villain the world wanted him to be, the day he learned he was a guardian he was told he had to fight to protect his avatar, to protect his world. His mind never thought on protecting others only himself, Spade sighs wiping his tear then he gives a determine look at Three “We may be evil but no one said we cant love and care for our friends, i learned that yesterday and i want to make sure you get it in your fucking head cause if i go back and your being a bitch with fighting for others im coming back out!” SMG3 rolled his eyes smacking Spades back “I got it god i don't know how anyone can stand you!” Spade wipes more tears from his eyes “Before I go…i'm sorry i got in the middle with Terrance, he never got to know how much we loved him because I was so stubborn.” Three hugs Spade then slowly took his hand and focused on the pull that took back the first two. Spade nods giving a huge smile showing all his teeth “Don't forget dumbass we have SMG4 now don't go being a bitch!” As he starts to fade more SMG3 started to feel lightheaded, the moment Spade disappeared everything went black.

Three groans waking up,this moment felt familiar except his other self wasn't around, seeing the time he knew he had to open shop finally. He goes down the elevator where his eyes notice a box hidden in his drawer, opening he chuckles seeing three pins inside with a note saying ‘we will always be with you’  he takes the pins and puts them on his overall straps before going to fix his hair. He freezes seeing his hair is more fluffy and spiked then normal, he opened his mouth to notice his teeth were sharped. Fusing with his personality that he has accepted changed his appearance, he stares at himself in shock with more questions than answers. In another location a growl came out a hooded figure as he threw everything off his desk “WE WERE SO CLOSE TO LEARNING THE POWER AND YOU ALL SCREWED UP!”  The  members looked down “SMG3 is smart, meaning his personality was just as smart and strong, but that wasn't the full effect of the potion. Whoever has it I'm sure will get someone to drink the whole thing, then the real experiment will begin!” 

SMG4 hums warming up the cup of coffee he took from his boyfriends place, he walks over to his desk and starts to edit as he chugs the drink “Man Three really should make more cherry coffee this great!” as he kept working on his project he started to feel strange. He blinks trying to shake off the strange feeling, then he gets up to splash water on his face when the room starts to shift changing colors. He falls to the floor, everything getting dark as he hears a dark chuckle before passing out. He opens his eyes, getting up slowly he hears panic typing on the keyboard “It needs to be perfect oh god if it isn't we will lose subscribers.”  he turns to the noise and freezes seeing another him in Grey. He slowly steps out of the room and dashes to the cafe, he slams the door open scaring his boyfriend. Three jumps then turned to him “The hell Blue cant you enter my cafe like…hey are you okay?” SMG4 shakes his head freaking out “I think the lack of sleep is getting to me Three…i saw another me editing my own video!” SMG3 drops the cup in his hand hearing his words and runs to the castle, he goes to Fours room and there was all the proof he needed. The grey colored SMG4 jumps up looking at him “You're not gonna leave us if this video isn't perfect right? Of course not heh…or maybe.” he started typing again leaving Three in shock, how was this happening again? 

[vodika-vibes]

Part 3 of the Post Order 66 thing.

I've been jumped by plot bunnies and they're now threatening me with a big stick. Send help!

Tagging: @starrrgazingbunny

It's been 3 and a half months since Dusk rescued Cody from the clutches of Darth Vader, and Cody seemed to be doing well. Well, as well as any vod could be given the situation.

Dusk wasn't ashamed to admit thar he watched his ori'vosd like a hawk that first month, especially around the children, but Cody really seemed to just enjoy cuddling Rhawl and Yin. Marral was a lot more hesitant, but even he's warmed up to Cody since then.

Currently, Cody was holding Rhawl tightly, as the toddler drifted off to sleep on his shoulder. "In a couple of years he's going to be able to carry you, vod." Dusk teased as he eased the toddler out of Cody's arms, "also, you don't have to pick him up every time he asks."

"Yes I do." Cody replied, looking down at Rhawl with adoring eyes, "but you should probably put him to bed so we can plan properly."

"Yeah, yeah." Dusk shifted his grip on Rhawl, before he carefully maneuvered him through the ship and laid him in his bed. The toddler stirred unhappily, but Dusk just slipped his plush tooka into his arms, and he settled back right away.

He took the time to make sure that Yin and Marral were settled as well, and only then did he slip back up to the cockpit, where Cody was sitting.

"They're going to be furious that we're leaving them on Alderaan." Dusk said as he sat in the navigators chair.

Cody snorted out a laugh, "You wanna bring them to Coruscant?"

Dusk shook his head, "Of course not. Yin still has nightmares about the Purge." He sighed and tangled his fingers through his hair, "But if we do this right, Fox will be here, so I can tolerate them being mad at me."

Cody glanced at Dusk, "Palpatine keeps Fox close-" he started, and he was startled by Dusk's bitter smile. "Dusk?"

"Business as usual then." He replied, "Don't worry, Cody. This," he gestured vaguely, "I've done before."

Cody stared at him, horror growing on his face, "vod...Dus'ika. Was Palpatine abusing-"

"We didn't talk about it. But we all knew that Fox was Palpatine's favorite punching bag." Dusk said quietly, and then he leaned back, "Honestly, knowing that Palpatine is a Sith explains so much...Fox is going to need more help than Bee can give."

Cody watched him for a moment, "what do you suggest?"

Dusk glanced at him silently for a moment, "I have a friend on Coruscant. She'll help."

Two weeks later, a nondescript ship landed on Coruscant. Two men left the ship, paid their fees, and vanished into the Coruscant crowds as though they never existed.

An hour later, Dusk knocked on a metal door, and waited. "You sure about this friend, Dusk? If she rats us out-"

"She won't." Dusk promised as he glanced at his brother, though he glanced back to the door when it slid open. He motioned for Cody to follow him into the building, and Dusk easily maneuvered the twisting halls.

A door opened at the end of the hall and a slight young woman with vibrant ginger hair poked her head out. "Dusk," she sounded so relieved.

"Hey Kanna," Dusk accepted the hug she offered him, and he lightly dropped a kiss to the top of her head, "did you get my message?"

"I did." She ushered them into her apartment, which clearly doubled as a surgical suite, "You're going for Fox?"

"I am." Dusk nodded once, "Cody, this is Kanna Rae. She's a Jedi Healer."

"My master made sure that I survived the purge, she shielded me with her own body." Kanna explained at Cody's questioning look, "I've been here ever since. This used to be a Shadow safe house."

"Wait. How many Jedi survived the purge?" Cody blurted.

Kanna grinned, "More than you'd suspect. But we're here about Fox."

Dusk sat in one of the beat up chairs, "Palpatine has been gucking with Fox for years. With his mind and shit, are you able to help with that?"

"Generally yes. But it's been years, it's not going to be a one and done treatment, Dusk." Kanna warned.

Dusk shifted, "You know...the kids are getting to a point where a jedi teacher wouldn't hurt."

Kanna frowned, "You're asking me to leave."

"It's not safe for you here, red. It'll be less so when we steal Fox. And I wouldn't trust anyone with his treatment other than you." Dusk said quietly, and completely honestly.

Kanna scowled at him, but she didn't seem inclined to refuse. "You'll have to put me in Carbonite to get me on the ship. Miralukans are being hunted."

"Deal."

Dusk, Cody, and Kanna hammered out the remaining details with startling efficiency, and within 4 hours, Kanna was safely thawing from Carbonite under the watchful gaze of Bee, and the two men were taking up their positions in preparation to steal Fox.

It was actually embarrassingly simple. The Stormtroopers didn't even look at them as they entered the barracks. And poor Fox was so overworked that Cody didn't even feel bad about drugging him with the sedative.

Well. Maybe a little.

Getting him out was a little trickier, but their story, that their friend had over done the alcohol, was accepted with little more than a disgusted shake of the head...and then they were home free.

7 hours, and one surgery later, the ship that Dusk borrowed from Alderaan was well on it's was back to Alderaan. And Dusk was sitting at Fox's bedside.

His ori'vod had woken up about an hour prior, but hadn't said a word, just looked at Dusk in utter misery.

Kanna, who had been watching from the door stepped into the room, and she lightly touched Dusk's shoulder. "Palpatine is a monster, Dusk. But I can help him. Trust me."

Dusk looked up at the younger woman, and then he smiled, "Thank you."

He turned to check on Fox, just before he left the room, and he felt his heart break. Fox was clutching Kanna as though she was his only lifeline, and broken sobs ripped from his ori'vod's throat.

He allowed the door to slid shut, just as Kanna started smoothing her fingers through Fox's hair.

"He'll be okay," Dusk said to the empty hallway, "Kanna will take care of him." And then he turned towards the front of the ship.

Maybe it was time to reach out to the Rebellion, maybe Bail would be able to help him.

[voidtwins]

Group 13 - (Exe’s perspective journal)

Survivors - Rue / R ("Servant") - 13-?-1  Devil ("Barista") - 13-0-2  Evelyn Rose (”Spy” Fashionista) - 13-1-3  Abrahymn Lance (Predictionist?) - 13-0-4

Hunter - Executioner - 13-?-5

T.W.: Mentions of blood (violence) & dark themes + swearings

Rue: ....Did you know what anger is Exe?

Exe: No...why?

Rue: ...It’s nothing.

When you say it like its nothing....

Why did you say it... even tho you will succum to your own demons.

When it was the starting of the match, I seek to find the first survivor. But when it comes up to bets, Abrahymn mentioned that I would target him first. Sure that bet was a win, that I had to chase him down. But what I was not expecting was a sudden explosion that happened that got me a bit injured.

Tho it does seem that Abrahymn was heavily injured from the explosion, which made me noticed that Devil was behind the explosion. He was trying to catch his breath which I decided to treat his fatal injuries, but what I was not expecting that Evelyn the Fashionista to arrive to help out.

“It was the bastard....you hunters had no sympathy.”

“Says the lady...who didn’t do anything...”

Abrahymn pointed out weakly, to which I can be that they would start arguing..

“Says fucking who... what the living fuck happened to your body?!”

“Why are you also show two times on the shoulder?”

I should just leave them be, it is not really that necessary to stay with them.

But what I should be worried is Rue....

Especially when she was going to be haunted by Devil of all places.

When I arrive at the scene of the battle, Rue was injured by the shoulder which it was a threat.

Devil: I am dissapointed in you Rue, why are you not going back into your own home?

Rue: Why does that even matter to you?

Devil: Think about it regret, your creator had learn something interesting from you. Don’t you think you should go back to your own parent?

Rue glared at him, giving him the silent treatment only for Devil to laugh at her weak response.

Devil: You know regret, it was nice for you to be an adopted family, but we are never family to begin with. Did you know that Cody had a hard time dealing with your bullshit?

Lies.

Devil: Noah had a hard time dealing with your weak punches.

Lies.

Devil: Rosae should be dissapointed in you by now.

Stop putting their names to the blame!

Devil: You should be glad that you only survive than the others-

Rue: And why are you point this out?

Devil aimed the gun at Rue again but missed the shot on purpose.

Devil: R is listening isn’t she?

Rue: She is not here with me.

Devil: Cut the lies, R~ You can hear me right~ Why are you such a coward when you can’t even greet your own brother~?

You killed them....R was stunned to move back then...

Rue: Who even are you?

Devil: Why are you a “Servant” when you are just a “Fixer” or “Assassin” to begin with? 

I didn’t think twice when I aim my gun at Devil, Fixer? Assassin? She is just a Servant to Miss Nightingale to begin with! 

But the bullet was relected when Devil looked at Exe, “Hi hunter~ I am afraid that you arrive here a tad bit too late.” Exe can only think of attacking Devil to which it doesn’t feel like a match but rather, a match that breaks all of the rules.

If that is what the Lord of the Manor wants.

Seeing a person who is even numb to crack, then so be it.

If that is what the Lord of the Manor wants everyone to just suffer before dying.

Why did they go through the effort of reviving hunters who are just walking corpses to begin with, what is the point of reviving the dead just to relive through the life and death cycle?

If this information we know is true or not.

Then whats the point of a cat and mouse chase?

Devil: Your wide open hunter~

Exe: ?!

I felt a crack.....

Am I dying?

All I see was Rue’s shocked face which slowly turns into anger.

Rue: ....Did you know what anger is Exe?

Exe: No...why?

Rue: ...It’s nothing.

When you say it like its nothing....

Why did you say it... even tho you will succum to your own demons.

Seeing that I was trying to stay awake, it was the first time I saw Rue snapped. Her face was unreadable but the wrath is there. Devil was completely overpowered by her anger to which he only laughs in response of her attacks. Her swift attacks are brutal, she was wearing my mask and yet.

“Ru...e....”

“!!!”

I had to stop her before she goes way too far, even if Devil is already dead.

The last thing I saw myself was on the floor....unconscious for the rest of the month seeing Rue’s crying face calling my name. I barely do anything in the match and yet.....it went from a splatter party way too quick.

I’m so sorry Rue.....I didn’t do anything to help you once again.

[aesopsbaby]

Ayyyeee! Would love to request for jealous headcanons for Cody! (You can make it Yandere if you want,I don't mind any! :) ) Thanks,and preferably fem reader..? ^×^ if not its fine!

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐲

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐲

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬,𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬,𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

Cody is terribly self conscious. He is insecure about how he looks and sometimes thinks about how he's not good enough for you.

Cody gets defensive over you really quickly. If someone were to make a small comment/remark about you,Cody would immediately lift his head and be attentive to the conversation.

It would be an understatement to say that Cody is intimidating when he's possessive. Cody somehow looks like a totally different person when he's aggravated.

He is really possessive over you,so when he hears/sees someone flirting with you,Cody would go through multiple stages;

Shock/surprise

Anger/Betrayed

Clingy/sadness

At first he would just stare at the scene before him. Not even moving an inch. He probably isn't even breathing,,,,

Then he just loses his control on his composure. Cody would initially walk over to kindly ask whoever it is to

"Could you...oh,I don't know..walk away? Please?"

Sometimes he may even walk over and gently entwine his hand with yours,giving a reassuring squeeze and a small smile. Cody would whisper softly;

"Hey babe,are they making you uncomfortable?"

If they were,Cody would give them a slight nod and a strained smile before walking away with you <3

Cody gets really defensive when he sees you with someone else. He would get all frustrated and would throw a small tantrum.

Cody would ignore you when he's jealous. A slight pout on his face as he struggles to keep his head away from you,trying to ignore your presence.

Cody definitely gets a bit clingy when he's jealous. Yes,he would still ignore you and look away from you,but all the while he will have one hand around your waist(and if possible,he would have his other hand entwined with yours in a gentle but firm grasp). It's honestly baffling to see him act like such a child.

Its endearing to watch Cody when he's jealous because he would mumble incoherent sentences that,mostly,do not make sense.

Watch him force you to wear matching outfits for the next few days. He wants everyone to know that you are with him! He's your's and you're his,end of discussion!

Cody would whine if he ever sees you get close to someone else.

Cody:"I saw him/her getting real close to you..they were practically touching you!"

Y/n:"Cody,he/she was showing me something on their phone. Of course they had to come closer."

Cody: "...I don't care. Only I am allowed to be that close to you."

Cody would be upset as well for a couple of days:(( It really affects his self esteem.

Give him hugs and cuddles <3 And have him lay his head on your lap while you play with his hair! This always calms Cody down :))

Maybe just try not to speak too much when Cody is jealous. If you tried to reason yourself and make it seem like he's an idiot for getting the situation wrong,it will just make him feel even worse :(( So just stay silent and let him hold your hand/waist for comfort. Sometimes,it's best not to say anything.

Cody definitely would pass you notes when he's giving you the silent treatment.

(I'm still mad at you btw. >:( )

(I hate you.)

(I take that back,sorry. I don't hate you,I ♡ U. Alot.)

A doodle of a cat with another cat but one has a sad face while the other has a smile and has its paw on the other cat's head. He would label the cats with both of your names as well.

Alot of angry faces as well [>:(] [>:,(] [>:v]

(Cuddles,now.)

.....(please?)

Cody does this thing where he will poke your cheeks to get your attention <3 then he would poke his own cheeks,as a sign to ask you to give him a kiss for forgiveness.

[vroomvroomkachowboi]

I Hear a Symphony

smut, fluff, angst: angst/fluff 

pairing: draco malfoy x reader(fem)

word count: 1.5k (1580)

summary: draco’s has been depressed ever since astoria died and he’s been learning to parent as a windowed single father, that is until he meets y/n

warning: death, depression, cursing 

a/n: inspired by a song i found on tik tok called “i hear a symphony” by cody fry, i totally recommend it, it’s soo good. ik i said i was gonna write a fred imagine, but dang i’ve been getting so much inspo to write draco imagines. ik astoria died when scorpius was 13, but let’s pretend she died much earlier, also don’t know much abt astoria, so if anything is wrong, i’m sorry. I'm super proud of this so without further ado, enjoy 

Draco still remembers the day of Astoria’s funeral. He held his son, Scorpius, crying as he clearly lacked his mother’s warm touch. Narcissa and Lucius gladly took in Scorpius while Draco mourned and grieved. He had entered his large, empty mansion, and laid in his California King sized bed, feeling the dent of his late wife’s body on the mattress.

He had to pick up his son a week later because he could not look at him, a reminder of Astoria, and the fact that she risked her health for him, for him to not be lonely after her blood curse took her, and yet he was still lonely. He felt a void in his body, and waking up every morning, it felt like it was just getting bigger.

He noticed he was getting very pale, so he decided to take Scorpius and himself to an ice cream parlor in Diagon Alley. The lady at the register had y/l y/h hair, and y/c eyes. As Draco got closer to the register, he noticed how young she was, possibly around his age. She gave him a sweet smile. “That’ll be 2 galleons sir,” She says. He pulls out 2 galleons out of his left pocket and puts it on the counter. “Thank you. Have a nice day-ooh, your son is going to need napkins.” She lets out a giggle and hands him more napkins. And she was right, Scorpius had strawberry ice cream all over his mouth, dripping from his chin. “Thank you.” He says quickly, and grabs Scorpius’ hand to sit down.

Draco often took Scorpius out so he wouldn’t be cooped up in the house all day. Draco also didn’t want to be reminded of the emptiness that his wife left behind.

They both decided to go to a park in London. Draco sat on a bench, observing his child interact with the muggle children, he knew Astoria would be happy about it. “Hello.” A familiar female voice startled him. He turned around to see the lady from the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley. “Hello.” He replied.

“I thought Malfoys hated muggles.” She says and takes a seat next to him. He shifts over, uncomfortably, but she didn’t seem to notice. “No, I stopped thinking that way. What about you? What are you doing here?” He says. “I came to visit my muggle family. My niece is over there.” She points to a young girl on the swings. He nodded, unsure of what to say.  

They both just sat in a somewhat comfortable silence, while watching all those happy young kids running around.

Suddenly, Scorpius’ screams were heard from across the playground. Draco got up quickly and rushed over to his son. Scorpius had scraped his knee really badly. Draco carried him over to the bench, with Y/n still sitting, in shock of the crying child. “I fell off the swings!” Scorpius whined when Draco asked what had happened. “Oh god, I can’t use my magic here! I’m sorry Scorp, I can’t heal you.” Scorpius seemed to cry louder.

Draco's heartbeat quickened. It felt like everything was closing in. ‘Astoria would’ve known what to do.’ He thought. He felt so unfit to be a single father.

“Don't worry Draco. I’ve got just what you need until you get home.” Y/n said. Grabbing a brown bottle and a cotton ball from her bag. “My brother gave me all this stuff in case my niece got hurt. What luck.” The bottle read “Hydrogen Peroxide”. Draco watched as she poured some on the ball. “This won’t hurt.” She said with a soft tone in her voice, and Scorpius nodded hesitantly. She dabbed the cotton ball on the wound, he watched as it bubbled.

“What is it doing?” Draco asked. “It’s cleaning the scrape. I’ll put a bandage on it, and you can fix it with magic when you get home.” Draco nodded. “Thank you. What do we say, Scorp?” He asked. “Thank you.” Little Scorpius said quietly and got up to play again.

“I believe I never got your name.” Draco asked. “Y/n.”

This was the start to a lovely friendship. Draco and Scorpius often went to visit Y/n at the ice cream parlor. When Draco needed Y/n, she’d always be there. Because she knew how vulnerable he was since the death of his wife, he also trusted her enough to babysit Scorpius, and thankfully Scorpius loved her.

Every night after her shift, she’d come over with pints of ice cream for all of them to eat. With her help, he was able to finally mourn healthily. No longer was he alone at nights, she would sleep in the guest room close to the master’s bedroom.

Although, something was wrong with Draco. He cared for his new friend, but his admiration for her grew the more he got to know her. He grew feelings for her quickly. ‘I can't do this to Astoria.’ Was always a reoccurring thought, but the more he tried to suppress it, the more his love grew.

It also seems that Scorpius viewed her as a second mother, he couldn’t hurt them.

He decided to give her the silent treatment. The less he hangs out with her, the faster his feelings fade, right?

It went on for a month. Slowly but surely, ignoring Y/n more and more. She spent most of her time with Scorpius, not that she minded, but Draco was acting strange.

So, enough was enough. She was going to confront him about it. So on a Friday night, she put the blonde 6-year-old to bed. Hearing the light snores from the young child, she slipped out quietly from his bedroom, looking for his father. She looked all around the large home, but found him outside, sitting on a bench by the tall grass hedges.

“Draco!” She called out. He flinches and hesitantly looks up at her. She sat by him. “What's up with you? You’ve been acting strange lately.” He stayed quiet. “You can trust me, Dray. We’ve been friends for over a year now.” He sighed loudly. “I...I like you.” He whispers.

“Oh.”

Draco shuts his eyes tightly, feeling as if it was a mistake. “I think you need to leave.” He hears Y/n’s feet shuffle on the grass. He let out a heavy breath and puts his face in his hands. Tears pour out of his grey eyes. ‘I can’t do this to Astoria.’ He felt so guilty. As if he was cheating on his wife. Why did he need to feel this way? What would Scorpius think? Would he think he's replacing his beloved mother?

“I’m sorry, Astoria.” He cried. He headed to the master’s bedroom and dozed off.

The next morning, Draco had realized it was a mistake to send Y/n home, because Scorpius had been nagging him all day about her whereabouts. It went on for an entire week as well. He also felt very lonely, she brought light into the dark home. He needed her, whether it was as a friend or a partner.

He decided to make amends, so he took Scorpius to the ice cream parlor.

Y/n heard the bell at the door, she was ready to serve her next customer, until she realized who it was. Draco and Scorpius. “What can I get you two?” She said professionally. “Strawberry.” Young Scorpius replies. So she scooped some strawberry ice cream for the 6 year old, and handed the cup to him.

Scorpius thanks her. “Go find us a seat. I’ll be there in a second, Scorp.” Draco says to him. Draco pats him on the head before sending him away. “And you sir?”

“Come on, Y/n. Don't be like that. I’m here to apologize.” He looks into her e/c eyes. She sighs loudly before going to face him. She walks towards him. “Talk.”

“I’m sorry. I apologize for ignoring you and for sending you off after confessing something big like that.” He grabs Y/n’s hands. “I have feelings for you. And I thought that if I ignored you, they might go away, but they didn't. Having a crush on you felt like I was cheating on Astoria. I felt guilty, and I didn't want Scorp to think I’m replacing his mother.” She furrowed her eyebrows but let him continue. “Ever since you entered my life, you’ve helped me become a better father and helped me mourn. You're my best friend, N/n, sending you away made me realize how much you’ve impacted me and Scorpius’ life. My life was boring, and miserable, but you came in, and you pieced me back together and fixed my broken heart. Astoria would’ve want me to be happy, and I’m happy with you.”

“Wow.” Draco chuckles at her one word. “That was one of the most beautiful declarations of love I've ever heard.” She threw her arms around him, and he quickly returns the gesture. They both knew what the other wanted.

Draco and Y/n pulled away from each other a little, but only to lock lips. Y/n’s hands were placed on his waist, while Draco’s pale hands were on her face.

Kissing each other was like hearing an entire symphony, adrenaline rising, and making them want more affection from each other. Draco once felt like he would never be happy again, but now he's the happiest he's been in over a year.

She pulls away and smirks, “I’ll get your ice cream now. I’ll see you once my shift is over.”

[renegadeontherunn]

masterlist!

hiiii lovely people!! here’s my complete masterlist because I think they’re fun :))) this will be updated regularly as I upload more stuff! thank you to anyone who reads any of these I love you beyond words :’))))

(updated september 9, 2024)

the loves of my life, the disaster lineage—Anakin, Ahsoka, & Obi-Wan

wrong, wrong, wrong – an extended fight scene on Mortis

i’m only me when i’m with you idiots – Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan have leave on Coruscant and holo night is the perfect excuse to all squeeze onto a couch together, bicker, and be, well, a family

it’s always times like these – Ahsoka, Anakin, and Obi-Wan have their usual brand of success on a mission

the crumbling facade – Ahsoka, Anakin, Obi-Wan: another betrayal, another goodbye (prompt fill: “you were supposed to be there”) (tumblr link) 

when we’re home – Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan go ice skating and Obi-Wan is dramatic as humanly possible. at least there’s hot cocoa in it for him

our resident idiot duo—Anakin & Obi-Wan

a story you won’t believe – a bout of amnesia post-season 5 leaves Anakin having a Terrible Day (angstpril 2021: “amnesia”) (tumblr link)

silence to sound – Obi-Wan gives Anakin the silent treatment (angstpril 2021: “the silent treatment”) (tumblr link)

22. white lies, red blood – Obi-Wan and Anakin have some things to work out post-Deception. they never get the chance

11. you’re not my homeland anymore – the Master and the student, and one last lesson

basically my entire brand—Ahsoka & Anakin

words, how little they mean when you’re a little too late – a very sad fic in which everything is terrible and Anakin is left Padawan-less

lightning never strikes the same place twice – Ahsoka’s sick from a hallucinogenic poison and has a pretty terrible day getting Force Lightning’ed by Dooku

i blame tuesdays – Ahsoka hates Tuesdays and the fact that her leg is very, very broken

ashes to ashes – Ahsoka finally understands Anakin’s hatred of sand (angstpril 2021: “sole survivor”) (tumblr link)

collision – Anakin and Ahsoka have a rocky beginning (angstpril 2021: “so close, yet so far”) (tumblr link)

take my hand, hold on forever – Ahsoka’s having a rough time as a Padawan. Anakin loves giving hugs

all gone – an AU that leaves Ahsoka alone in a world of monsters

the softest father-daughter duo in the galaxy—Obi-Wan & Ahsoka

music to my ears – Obi-Wan meets an old friend in the torture chamber (angstpril 2021: “screaming”) (tumblr link)

words that you never told me (it’s not enough to say i’m sorry) – regrets will build and the truth will out. Obi-Wan, post-Mortis, should know that

jaded tongue – Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, too far past the point of no return (prompt fill: “you’re a really bad liar”) (tumblr link)

the ultimate besties—Rex & Ahsoka

ahsoka joins the cuddle pile – Ahsoka’s fine. Completely fine. Yes, of course she’s been sleeping. Rex has had enough

i’m wide awake (but i’m still having nightmares) – Ahsoka and Rex are having a hard time after Order 66 (angstpril 2021: “they’re dead”) (tumblr link)

the only way is down – too much pride, a stupid plan, a painful fall. icarus, is that you? (prompt fill: “why are you so reckless?”) (tumblr link)

nocturne – Rex takes any opportunity to stand and smirk and protect, young Ahsoka makes it all too easy (prompt fill: “just go to sleep. I’ll protect you”) (tumblr link)

miscellaneous

alone together – after Obi-Wan’s death, Ahsoka and Cody find each other, and maybe a little peace too (this is not a ship fic I promise)

he’s not heavy, he’s my brother – Umbara goes a little different, a little worse (angstpril 2021: “betrayal”) (tumblr link)

if i’m lost, then how can i find myself? – Obi-Wan’s on Tatooine. alone, if you don’t count the ghosts or the memories

27. shortly before sunset – Obi-Wan and Cody, at the end of all things

1. it ends with us – the explanation and final conclusion to why Obi-Wan Kenobi had to be killed thirty times this past month

moonlight sonata – set in the 1920s, Obi-Wan Kenobi makes a choice that will change the lives of everyone around him—and possibly bring one to an end

and i hope sometimes you wonder about me – post-season 5, Ahsoka sits and wonders and tries not to go back

happiness is a disaster lineage song – a song analysis of Taylor Swift’s “happiness” that is actually. not at all happy :(

here’s my angstpril masterlist if you’re on the hunt for just that!

non-star wars (gasp!)

the stars (drabble) – criminal minds; a case hits Reid hard, but Emily is there to help him

What Would I Do Without You? – harry potter; what if Umbridge had used the Cruciatus Curse on Harry?

detach – an original work! basically an excuse for me to write about space, betrayal, and finding friendship :’) (tumblr link)

wordle poem 9/3

wordle poem 9/9

PROMPTS/REQUESTS

requests are currently: CLOSED!

I mostly write for star wars, specifically the clone wars, as you can probably tell by this masterlist aklsdjkla (most of my non-star wars fics are pretty old)

Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan are my forte, but I’m happy to try my hand at pretty much anything so don’t be afraid to send in other characters!

I will not write nsfw content or master/padawan ships so please keep that in mind!

[radical-superstar-daycare]

*I lay a hand on Cosette's head gently pulling her to me, silently urging her to let go of his hand. Angry as I was, if nothing else she didn't need a bad mark to hold against her*

...Look I get it. For you guys this is a job. Why stick your neck out further than you should? I don't blame you for being cautious especially when your life is on the line. *I pet Cosette's hair as I speak, calming her or me the world may never know*

But you figured out she was down there and still left her, so forgive me if we're a bit salty about it.

*I tilt my head at him as I look at him closely* And yeah, I know exactly what happened with Lunar before. But I know it's not his fault. *I hesitate, and decide to touch on stuff just a little* When a program does something it's not supposed to, normal that means that there's been something that's forcing it to go against it's normal code. Right now he's like a marionette and I want to know what's pulling the strings. *I sigh* So he might not have totally been in control when he jumped you. *I give a dry laugh* Though it would really depend on the context. Sometimes he does have the gremlin urge to chase, but in a playful way not a mean one.

[Cosette allows you to tug her away from Cody, but continues scowling at him. She releases his hand, but only after suddenly spitting at him with zero warning and signing]

{You're lucky I didn't bite you}

[The staff member cringes at the "saliva" that's spattered on part of his shirt and makes a face, absentmindedly moving to begin gently rubbing his hand and trying to soothe the pain and discomfort. The little mime's eyes return to normal and she turns her head, clinging onto you and hiding her face. When Cody looks back at you again, his eyes are wide and he looks completely helpless, shaking his head]

Cody: Yeah, we figured out that she was down there. Would we have gotten her out, if we had a chance? Yes, with maybe only a little hesitation. You probably haven't seen her record yet, but I guarantee you, it's not sparkling and perfect. We would've let her out, but we didn't know where to find the crank. As far as Lunar goes-

[He winces as his hand pops again, even under his own gentle treatment]

Cody: -he jumped me more than once. He's grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, lifted me off the ground, got in my face, and bypassed his own programming and child friendly software to swear at me. I've even had to make a run to the ER for stitches once because of him, but y'know something? I didn't tell anyone that he hurt me. All I said what that I accidentally cut myself while working

[incorrect-lalins-curse]

Ok this has probably been thought of before but: the gang plays among us. Bonus points if there is irony (vis a vis cody being imposter Felix dying first (I'm sorry), etc.).

NO WAIT I ACTUALLY LOVE THIS OK

David

-hates being the impostor because he's not very good at lying on the spot

-"guys i got stuck in the vent how do i get out :("

-whenever his fellow impostor is about to get caught, he always does his best to defend them, often accidentally outing himself in the process. he refuses to throw his fellow impostor under the bus for any reason.

-he never sabotages unless he's a ghost. he forgets the button is there

-he's a really good crewmate though. he always stays focused on his tasks, and is great at sniffing out who the impostor is.

-most of the time his accusations will be based on purely gut instinct with little to no solid evidence, but he ends up being right 75% of the time so everyone else just goes with it

-it's for this reason that he usually dies first, especially when felix is the impostor, so that the crewmates will lose their best detective. that, and he makes himself a really easy target by never getting suspicious when people follow him.

-he always continues to do his tasks when he's a ghost.

-always apologizes to the people he kills as the impostor in the lobby once the game ends

-go-to skin is yellow with the astronaut helmet, he also has the alien pet

Felix

-LOVES being the impostor, but is not especially good at it because of his temper. he just enjoys messing with his friends.

-always goes for david or eric first

-not afraid to throw his fellow impostor under the bus to save his own hide

-surprisingly good at lying and gaslighting anyone who sees him being sus

-his favorite impostor teammate is noemi, because they both have the same desire to cause endless problems for their friends.

-will often follow people around or act suspicious even when he's a crewmate just to spread chaos

-people usually suspect him of being impostor first, and he gets wrongfully voted out a lot

-when this happens he refuses to finish his tasks

-'felix is sus' 'no YOU'RE sus fuck off'

-will often refuse to vote until the last second just to force everyone to wait the whole time

-constantly screams at people in the lobby

-if felix and eric are impostors together, felix will call a meeting and out both of them because he hates teaming up with eric and knows there's no way they'll win.

-go-to skin is black with the knife hat. if he joins a game of strangers and someone else has claimed the black and purple skins, he'll leave and find another game. he refuses to play as any other color.

Tobi

-surprisingly good as the impostor. he exudes trustworthy energy and is generally calm and reasonable during discussions, so he tends to always be one of the last suspects.

-people tend to follow him since he seems to know what he's doing, and that's how he gets them

-but once he wins as impostor? he taunts people in the lobby to hell and back. lightheartedly, of course, he just loves to bask in his victory.

-he's usually the host because he's the only one who understands all the settings and who can actually be trusted to not fuck with the character speed. he likes to randomly add a ton of tasks sometimes though, just to be difficult.

-he'll always do his best to defend his fellow impostor, but once they're proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt he'll vote them off.

-the only real giveaway for him being the impostor is if david isn't one of the first to die.

-after he finishes all of his tasks, he'll usually end up following david around.

-does his best to contribute to discussions, but he always seems to be on the exact opposite side of the ship from where all the action is, so he doesn't usually have much to add.

-tends to prioritize finishing tasks over sniffing out impostors, so if he sees someone kill in front of him he'll always finish whatever task he's on before reporting. this is problematic if someone else walks in and sees him.

-he usually ends up just trying to mediate and keep the discussion focused. he's the voice of reason.

-"Guys, stop randomly accusing people. Did anyone actually see anything suspicious?"

-if him and cody are impostors together, it's pretty much a guaranteed win for them. they're the ultimate impostor duo.

-go-to skin is dark green with wolf ears. he also has the blue dog pet.

Cody

-the first time he was impostor, he cried.

-*calls a meeting* "I'm the impostor and I don't want to be"

-it took him forever to get used to the game. when he first started out he'd get stuck on corners and get lost constantly, and it typically led to him being a very easy target for the impostors/being labelled as sus by the crewmates due to his aimless wandering

-but as time went on and he got used to the game, he slowly developed a strategy and became the best impostor out of all of them

-as an impostor, he is DIABOLICAL. i'm talking faking medbay scans, sabotaging left and right, organizing double kills, the whole nine yards. no sleazy impostor play is too low for him. it's horrifying.

-his only weakness as an impostor is that he always feels really bad when he kills someone who has a pet

-he also has somewhat spotty wifi connection in his apartment, so sometimes his game will freeze at the worst possible times, like when he's standing over a body

-he almost never talks during discussions, unless he was the one who found the body. he just follows everyone else's lead. this is another reason why no one ever suspects him, they just straight up forget he's there.

-as a crewmate, he does his best to keep to himself. if he enters a room to do a task and someone else is in there, he'll leave and come back later. it's thanks to this that he's usually among the last to die.

-he's the kind of player to call meetings just to see how many people are dead/yell at people to stop following him

-he is horrible at the emptying garbage task on the airship specifically. it infuriates him. yes i'm projecting

-always goes to watch the security feed once he finishes his tasks

-when he's a ghost, he tends to ignore his unfinished tasks in favor of following the person who killed him around to see what they do.

-his favorite impostor teammate is tobi. he works well with felix too, as well as eric. but that's only because eric is such a loud and obnoxious impostor that he's inadvertently the perfect distraction while cody does all the real work.

-his go-to skin is cyan with the devil horns, and he has the hamster ball pet. he named it hamtaro. he loves it.

Eric

-was allowed to host a game exactly once because he cranked the player speed up to max and everyone hated it

-a very trigger-happy impostor. he'll usually kill someone the second his cooldown runs out, which often results in him getting caught in the act.

-does a stack kill every chance he gets

-throws baseless accusations every which way, regardless of whether he's the impostor or not

-sometimes he'll jokingly out himself as an impostor even when he's not just to confuse people, but it usually ends in him actually getting voted out

-overall, an agent of chaos. it's hard for me to write hcs for him because the way he plays the game varies entirely on how chaotic he's feeling at any given moment.

-on rare occassions when he decides to actually try and not just mess around, he's a scarily good impostor. he can be a master of manipulation when he wants to be, and he has a lot more tricks up his sleeve than he usually lets on.

-often gets voted out or killed early on just for being annoying

-likes to run laps around the lobby

-tries to actually make friends with the people he meets in online games and plugs his youtube channel every chance he gets

-sometimes streams among us on his yt when he plays with the rest of the gang

-go-to skin is blue with the brain slug hat, because 'it kinda looks like a frog'

María

-she really doesn't like being the impostor. it stresses her out a lot and makes her feel kind of guilty.

-also she's just. not very good at it. she accidentally presses the vent/kill buttons a lot when she's meaning to press something else.

-she talks a LOT as a crewmate, but hardly talks at all as an impostor. it's a major giveaway.

-she texts really fast and turned off autocorrect on her phone, so when she sees someone kill, reports the body, and tries to say who did it, it takes her a couple tries to actually send a coherent message, and a lot of the time the impostor accuses her before she can accuse them.

'ITBWHAHDBFDHFY'

'IT WHAS HFIDY'

'CDOY'

'FFS'

'C O D Y'

-she gets lost a lot. despite how much she plays, she can never seem to remember where everything is.

-she's always one of the first to vote. much like david, she likes to throw out baseless accusations, but the only difference is that hers are usually wrong

-the CEO of 'if ____ isn't impostor, vote me next'

-likes to track down one person who she's relatively sure is innocent, and stick to their side like glue

-she also does this when she's an impostor. she picks one crewmate to spare and stick with so they'll think she's innocent and defend her during meetings.

-go-to skin is orange, and she tends to alternate between the angel halo hat, the pumpkin hat, and the flowerpot hat.

Noemí

-tends to take the game VEEERY seriously, and will sometimes give her friends (particularly cody) the silent treatment at school if they 'betray' her in-game

-constantly bugs cody in class to teach her his strategies. he just laughs at her.

-she tries really hard to be sneaky as an impostor and be as manipulative as felix and cody can be, but she tends to raise her voice when she lies and it's a dead giveaway.

-she sabotages as much as she possibly can, and overall spends more time just creating chaos than she does actually killing.

-she's not very good at defending herself, whether she's innocent or not. her defense usually boils down to "so-and-so's sus for saying i'm sus"

-"i was doing tasks!" "okay, what tasks?" "uh-"

-much like tobi and cody, she and felix are a terrifying impostor duo, but their approach is more 'mass murder' than 'manipulation and complex strategy'

-she doesn't like being crewmate, she thinks it's boring and she tends to ignore the tasks she doesn't want to do since, in her mind, there's no way they'll be able to win that way anyway.

-so she usually just wanders around and hangs out in security or admin to sus out the impostor.

-go-to skin is purple with the bat wings hat

Lucía

-hardly ever plays, and when she does she's not very good purely due to inexperience

-everyone tends to go easy on her because of this and she hates it

-really good at pointing out holes in people's alibis

-also surprisingly good at deflecting suspicion away from her

-has the potential to be a fantastic impostor, on par with cody and tobi, but doesn't have the controls down yet

-the type of crewmate to call a meeting just to say she's done with her tasks

-always finishes her tasks when she's a ghost. always.

-go-to skin is white with the pompadour hat because she thinks it's funny

Selena

-doesn't take the game seriously AT ALL

-just fucks around. all the time. never does tasks or kills anyone as the impostor, just walks around the ship following ppl around and doing fuck all

-"selena, what are you doing?" "im having a dance battle with eric in medbay, leave me alone"

-she does still contribute to discussions though. she bases her accusations on super petty things like 'eric is dark blue and i don't like that color' or 'david voted for me last round' but the funny thing is that she's usually right.

-much like eric, gets voted off early on just for being annoying. the two of them just hang out in the ghost chat and laugh at everyone screaming at each other during discussions.

-go-to skin is pink, and she switches between the witch hat and the flower headband

[mushroommouth]

Tegan takes the final step off the ladder and looks around. She sighs in disappointment.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“It’s just some basement down here!” Tegan complains. She waits where she is until Dom finally descends and takes the lantern with him. It shines around, exposing a bland, nondescript and dark basement.

With the new light, Tegan wanders a bit until she stands in front of the boiler, which hisses angrily at her approach.

“Oh! It’s you.”

The basement is otherwise silent, save for the hissing. The boiler glows a bit.

“Can we have our friends back?” Tegan asks.

The boiler hisses, and the room disappears to mist. Tegan can’t see Milo, Dom or Cody anymore.

“I’m not mad,” Tegan says finally. “We can make a deal, if you want.”

A figure appears in the mist. It’s impossible to make out other than vaguely humanoid.

“Can they still hear me?”

The figure nods.

“Ok. Plan B, then. You like people scared, right? You eat that or something?”

The figure nods a second time.

“If I can come up with something that scares you, can we have them back? And we go home.”

The figure hesitates. It tilts its head and the fog only subsides slightly. Tegan turns around and makes eye contact with Dom, who runs up and slams against an invisible wall somewhere in the fog. Cody and Milo notice, too. They’re yelling something at her, but she can’t read their lips, so she turns back to the figure.

“Do we have a deal?”

The figure thinks and nods, giving in to its curiosity. It leans in. Tegan thinks for a second and leans in, too, whispering something in where its ear would be.

It tenses.

The fog dissipates and finally Dom breaks free, and Tegan can hear Cody and Milo. She turns back to them and beams.

“They agreed to show us a way out!” Tegan beams. “But they wanted me to tell you that you have to move fast once we get back, Mr. Bridges.”

Dom opens his mouth to ask what she meant, but then

they were home

the sudden shift is nauseating. there’s still traces of the light fog that descended to their bbq.

move fast.

jake’shairisstilllongandgray,buthegasps,andhe’shereinthebackyardwheretheywereallfirsttaken.Dan’sskinisburningandsmokingstillinareas,patchesfarworsethanothers.mirrorsandlanterns.scarsandburns.ittakesafewminutesformiratoreturnandshestaggers,tryingtofindbalance,butcan’tholditinanymore.shecriesoutinagonyasbloodsprayseverywherefromhermissinghandanddeeplacerationsrunningupherarmwherethecrackswere.and.

The hospital is almost cozy in a messed up sort of way. The hospital is safe. Dan and Miranda were taken back, though all showed signs of dehydration and exhaustion.

It’s a shame the hand didn’t make it through, or that no one thought to grab it, but they were able to get Miranda in the hospital fast enough she was expected pull through OK. (Dazed from blood loss on the drive to the hospital, she TOLD Dom that she always thought they were creepy. And she was RIGHT. Dom just helps apply pressure to the wound.) Much to his protest, as he really didn’t want to leave either Milo or Jake alone, Dan was receiving some treatment for his burns. It was mild enough that he wasn’t even expected to stay the night.

Milo’s eyes were still a bit muted, though it was nothing to write home about. His reflection just might have looked a bit grayer than it once had, and he has scratches still running up his arms. But at least his dad was no longer screaming at him.

Jake cut his hair in the hospital bathroom. It wasn’t particularly a good haircut, and not even the most hygienic of efforts, but he sighed in relief as his own reflection looked back at him. His hair was still gray, but Jake was Jake. He’d go back to the lobby and be there for his boy like his mother never had before.

They’d all live. And for now, that was enough.

YEAHHHHHHH!!!!! 👏👏👏👏 THAT WAS GREAT THANK YOU!!!

[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

Behind The Fence

- 11 - Tequila y ojos azules

Summary: You leave the family dinner for good and give your best friend a ring. It's time to blow off some steam with your bestie!

Pairing: Female!OFC x Craig Cody

Content warnings: Alcohol, language

A/N: I'm probably going to update this fic not as frequent as I used to, because uni starts next week and I'm working on a few projects rn. I enlisted myself in a class about ancient Greek agriculture... let's hope this turns out as hilarious as it sounds!

You can read Part 10 here!

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(Moodboard by @oddsnendsfanfics!)

*vuelvo a casa perdida otra vez

porque no sé dejar de adorarte*

*I return home again, lost,

because I don't know how to stop adoring you*

"Where are you going?" Craig asked, after watching me grabbing my purse and stepping into a pair of heels.

"Out, with Arkadi." I responded and turned myself to go, but he reached out to softly tug at the seam of my dress.

"Huh?" I turned back around to face Craig, who had taken a rather clumsy seat at the edge of his messy bed.

"Don't you think we should talk about a few things?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Listen...after that shitshow out there I really don't need to argue with you about whatever on top of that. Honestly, I'm already pissed enough."

Craig sighed, almost as if he'd already given up, yet he tightened the grip at my dress, crumpling the fabric between his fingers. I had to admit that he was looking really let down and fairly exhausted, which wasn't exactly surprising after what his shitbag of a nephew had thrown at him. Somewhere not so deep down it made me feel sorry for him, because he might be a lot of things, but downright dumb, as J had put it, wasn't one of them. An impulsive idiot with some serious issues at times? Yes, absolutely! But surely not a dumb one.

"With talking I mean talking, no arguing or fighting.", he let his free hand ran through his hair to get some strands out of his face "Look, I'm sorry. I acted like a total dick this morning, I get it, but can you please stop giving me the silent-treatment?"

Taking his eyes off of the floor Craig gazed right into mine. They were upright pleading at me to take his words for real. The way these eyes were sparkling at me really made me want to brush it all under the rug. They were his most deadly weapon to any kind of grudge I tried to hold against him.

To keep my walls up high, impenetrable at least for the moment, I answered: "We'll talk about this later, okay? I gotta go now."

"You gonna come back here after?"

"Uh-huh.."

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"I'll give you a call, okay?"

Craig nodded and refrained his hand from my dress.

"Take care...please."

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Entering the bar Arkadi and I had agreed upon meeting at I pulled my sunglasses from my face and looked around the cozy lit terrace. It didn't take me long to spot his bright blue hair at a table in the far back, especially with him raising and waving a hand at my appearance. I made my way towards him and smirked at the discovery that Arkadi had already ordered some drinks for the two of us.

"Prepared I see, huh?" I nodded towards two shot glasses each, presumably filled with Tequila, and two servings of beer.

"I'm always prepared, my dear. More so because you sounded as if the world was about to end as you called me."

He rose from his chair to give me what should have been a tight hug, but felt more like a giant squeezing the air out of my lungs.

"Oh, don't worry.", I pressed with the last hint of breath left inside of me "I just need to talk to someone with more than one braincell that resides between a pair of legs."

Arkadi let out a hearty laugh as he released me from this action of physical assault and lowered himself back onto his seat.

"May I take a guess?"

"Sure, go ahead." I gasped, as I took the seat opposite to him.

"Did your current fuckboy ruin the day?"

We exchanged looks as he rose his eyebrows, hinting at the fact to know me long enough to see things at first glance.

"Well...uh kinda... it's complic-"

Arkadi ran over my mouth while raising a shot glass: "It's complicated? When are things ever simple with you, Lilly, honestly?"

We toasted to one another and downed the shot. I haven't had Tequila in so long that the taste was almost overwhelming, exploding all over my tongue. An earthy flavour followed by a trace of fruity sweetness to be finished with the blunt taste of alcohol. To help myself I screened the table for a slice of lime or salt, but non of those to be seen.

"Downing this pure?", I mumbled under my breath "Geez, you're so hardcore."

I gave in to the shiver that took a hold on my body and quivered with the aftertaste slowly fading. Entirely unimpressed by that Arkadi leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"So... who's that dude? Do we know him?"

"Uh...uhm...", I tip-toed around and took a swig of the beer in front of me to get rid of that dull alcohol flavour "Maybe..".

"Oh, c'mon." Arkadi poked with a wide grin.

"You're not gonna like that.."

"Uhm... did I ever got behind your choice in men? No, certainly not! But do I still wanna hear about it? Yes, very much."

He winked an eye at me, reassuring me that whatever I might utter won't be a crime. I responded with a soft smile.

I knew very well that his way of handling things was the sole reason I phoned him up in the first place, but yet I felt somewhat stupid to bring up the Cody's and especially Craig after a decade.

"Uhm...... 'member Craig?" I carefully mumbled inbetween another sip of beer.

Arkadi leaned forward, taking a gulp of his own serving.

"Oh sure...how come he's back in the picture?"

"Ooof, long story.", I sighed "He broke into my apartment and crashed on the couch a couple of weeks ago and that just pretty much did the job."

Leaning onto his elbows, Arkadi rose his brows an let out a soft laugh.

"Oh my...Craig's still quite a caliber, huh? Sounds just like I remember him."

I nodded at that and gently shrug my shoulders. Thinking about it that way made me feel a little dumb. All it took was him showing up out of nowhere and now I found myself increasingly woven in with this man and his crooked family. To be quite frank, I gladly obliged to it, because the taste of excitement, that Craig's aura was oozing, had me on my knees at the spot. I had a terrible sweet tooth for guys like him, because they were the safest promise for something new each and every day.... an adrenaline rush that didn't seem to ever stop, giving me what I longed for to cut through the thick veil of deafening immortality.

"Don't get me started on that....he got kicked out of Deran's bar, because he caught Craig doing blow in the bathroom stall. He's still the very same Craig I dumped 12 years ago."

"Good lord...is there even any bar left he didn't get his ass thrown out of? So Deran's made it out of the family after all? Good on him, really. I always liked that fella. If I may say so, you'd be better of with him."

With that Arkadi elicited a sudden grin out of me that had him gasping in amusement.

"Girl...you're not really telling me that you are messing with two Cody's at the same time, are you?"

Grinning even wider I took a hefty swig of my beer and leaned my head from one side to the other.

"Well, actually I'm just working with Deran and it only happened once. I was pissed at Craig, D and I got royally trashed and yeah...I kinda feel guilty for that."

"Hol' up... your working with him?" Arkadi looked throughly confused over that.

"You haven't been to the Black Jack in a hot minute, huh? Craig and my uncle dearest Wes throwing a scene got me fired for good."

"Oh.", Arkadi responded while scratching his forehead "That's.... a thing and it explains why Wes is acting as if someone pissed in his coffee every morning for the past few weeks."

"He just wants to protect me, I get it. I mean, we're talking the Cody's here. I know that I'm playing with fire and he just wants to make sure I don't burn my fingers."

Arkadi locked his eyes with mine and threw me an unexpectedly serious expression.

"But you already did, didn't you? You didn't call me to an emergency meeting for nothing, hun."

I shrugged my shoulders once more, with that grin of mine fading out of existence.

"It's just....it's kind of a mess right now. He told me that he loves me...in a sober state of mind and so did I. Next thing I know is him getting in my face for having a moment with Deran. After that Baz takes me for a ride, sets me up up to nick a fucking car and now the whole bunch is after my ass. Shit just escalated real quick, you know?"

Without waiting on Arkadi I grabbed the second shot glas and tried to flush down the rising tension inside of myself with a good mouthful of Tequila.

Exhaling a deep sigh while placing the glass back onto the table, I uttered: "Gosh, I need more of that."

Obviously taken aback with that much information Arkadi equally emptied his shot and licked his lips. A moment of silence followed, before he got his head around all of what I just had been rambling out off my system.

"So....", Arkadi mumbled "Are you? In love with him, I mean."

"Asking the real questions here, huh?", I tried to lift the mood "Well...somehow, yeah. He's a ride, you know? Being with him feels good."

He tapped his chin, nodding towards me.

"Would you like him to be here right now?"

Remembering the way I'd left him, tracing the way he'd looked at me, pleading me to take care, woke a feeling of regret and longing.

"Uhm... maybe?"

Arkadi shrugged his shoulders as if he'd come to a solid conclusion.

"Then take your phone...", he hinted towards my purse "Give him a ring and tell him that you want him to have a blast with the two of us."

Utterly confused by that much positive reinforcement I gave Arkadi a stern, proving look.

"Are you actually giving me some solid relationships advice here?"

"Darling, if you'd wanted someone to lecture you, you'd called your dad or Wes for that matter. I'm smart enough to know that I don't argue with you about Craig, but I can, at least, try to raise the spirit."

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@demotalias

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Here, have some Arkadi 💕 (Drawn by me, but I over painted the signature, 'cus it contains my name)

[frenchlangdon]

this isn’t what i wanted

(Part 5 to everything i wanted)

everything i wanted masterlist

A/n: it’s been awhile since I’ve last posted a chap! I just haven’t been motivated to write. I did write the first half of this like a month or two ago and I got stuck so I decided to just do a time jump. Also this chapter is like extremely messy, I apologize! I have no idea where I’m going with this but I hope you enjoy this somewhat! ALSO!!! Happy 32nd birthday to Cody omg he’s getting old 😂

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“Do you feel your heart beating?” Michael would ask this question numerous times a day, being alive, feeling alive wasn’t really what you were focusing on at the moment. Guilt was overshadowing every emotion. You couldn’t shake it, it was making you physically sick. You once again were selfish and this time it ended up killing Xavier. You couldn’t forgive yourself for that. Sure you had wanted to be alive again and you thought you would have done anything for a second chance but if you knew it would’ve cost Xavier his life, you wouldn’t have done it.

You nodded, not looking at Michael. You were still processing everything that happened. It had been a week since you saw Xavier burst into flames. You were on edge ever since. During this whole week your body would start to shake and you’d completely lose all control and start to sob uncontrollably.

“Would you ever do that to me?” You finally looked at him. Your eyes stayed glossy, your eyes were like an overflowing fountain. You hadn’t stopped crying the whole week and you had a constant headache because of it. “No my love. I could never hurt you.” He smiled softly at you as he cupped your cheek. He looked at you so tenderly. He truly adored you. “I trusted you, Michael.” You let out a small whimper, trying your hardest not to let the tears escape. “But you betrayed my trust and you hurt me. You took away the only person who meant something to me. Just like those witches took away your Ms. Mead.” He blinked at your statement and stood back. “I did that for us. So that we could be together. Didn’t you want that?” His voice was small, genuinely hurt, he stood there watching you, studying your face. “I only want your love.” He shook his head as he spoke. “Why me, Michael?”

“That day we met, I was pulled to you. You’re telling me it wasn’t like that for you? Once I saw you I knew I had to have you. We were made for each other. You’ll see, I promise you.” His eyes pleaded with yours. Your mind was completely scrambled, you weren’t able to think straight, your emotions had gone completely haywire. You were in a very luxurious living room, with very expensive art hanging along the walls, the furniture was designer you just knew it. Maybe if the circumstances were different you would have observed every detail of this room but there you sat in an expensive lounge chair with slightly puffy eyes and Michael crouching in front of you wiping each tear that trailed down your cheek. “Please give me a chance.” He whispered, his bottom lip trembling, he was just as miserable as you were. He truly didn’t think you’d be this affected by what he had done. He just wanted you all to himself and he thought you wanted that too, he was blinded by his own fantasies and ideas. “I really liked you. And you screwed it all up by killing him!”

“He was already dead!”

“What did you do to him then?! I need to know Michael. Let me know if I’ll ever get to see him again. Please. Because I have no fucking clue what to think. I-I don’t know where he is, if he even is anywhere. Just tell me! Stop acting like it didn’t happen. You can’t brush something like that over! You just can’t!” You finally snapped, your face was red and tear stained. Your headache was now throbbing. “I-” He paused, not knowing what to say as he looked down to his lap. “No you can’t see him, he’s gone.” He looked back up into your eyes. Your heart shattered at those words, he was now completely wiped off of this planet. And nobody except you and Michael knew. “I need to be alone.” You mumbled. You turned away from Michael and rubbed your temples. “But I-.”

“Leave me alone Michael!” You yelled out.”

He closed his mouth immediately and vanished.

Now you were wishing you could disappear like before. Just go invisible, never to be seen again. You drew your knees against your chest and cried.

—-

“Pineapple pizza, your favorite.” He murmured as he sat the pizza box down on the table.

You had given him the silent treatment for few months . You would venture outside on your own every other day, exploring the new world. It was completely different than when you were alive before. Michael has gotten you a phone so y’all could keep in touch. He spent almost half a day teaching you everything you needed to know about it. That was the only time you did speak to him, only when you had a question about it. You quickly got the hang of it and you left him alone.

You found yourself taking pictures of the beach, the white sand, the blue waves. Then you started taking pictures of people, couples who were cuddled up together. You took one picture that you were very proud of, it was of a couple laughing. The wind blew the girls hair back just a bit, the sun shone perfectly on their faces, the blue water in the background. You always had a little thing for photography so you were excited to find out there was a built in camera in the phone.

After taking pictures you laid out in the sun and listened to some of the current music, of course some Whitney Houston or Queen would slip in at times and you’d feel nostalgic and remember those days.

You remember jamming out to Bohemian Rhapsody with Xavier in his van. You were going to the beach with him and you remember exactly how you felt that day, the way the sun felt on your skin, almost like how it feels now. The way his fingertips would ghost over your skin, tracing little shapes. The way his lips touched the shell of your ear as he whispered dirty promises. The feeling of him filling you up in the back of the van. His groans and the way he moaned your name.

God you missed him. You kept your eyes closed and tried remembering his smile. You loved his smile. It was so beautiful. He was so beautiful.

“Excuse me, miss?”

You looked up to see a tall and tan shirtless man standing in front of you. Your jaw almost dropped at the sight of him. He had striking blue eyes, brown slightly curly hair, and extremely sexy stubble.

You pulled your sunglasses down the bridge of your nose, “Can I help you sir?” You raised a brow.

He smirked as he glanced at your bikini clad body. “I’ve uh, lost my dog. He’s a German shepherd mix. He has a blue collar…?”

You shook your head as you maintained eye contact with the good looking stranger. “No, I’m sorry.”

“What’s his name? You know, just in case I see him around?”

“His name is Zues.” He paused for a moment. “What’s your name? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Y/n.” You blushed at the stranger.

“Well it was nice meeting you, Y/n. I’m gonna go now… I’ll see you around.” He winked at you and began to jog down the shore. “But I didn’t get your...name!” You called after him.

You were left completely stunned and for some reason amazed by the stranger.

Thirty minutes after the encounter you decided to head back to the house, you decided your escapism had to come to an end for the day.

You were greeted with Michael standing at the bar with his hands tangled in his hair and a frustrated look painted on his face. “What’s wrong?” You spoke to him for the first time since last week. He gazed at you for a second before looking to the ground. “Just work.” He mumbled out. Work. You knew exactly what his work was. He told you everything a week after he brought you here. You felt compelled to comfort him, so you walked over to him and embraced him. He tensed in your arms but slowly melted into it. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face into your neck. “You know somehow I still feel attracted to you. After everything.” You whispered against his chest. “I’m sorry.” He said softly, his voice cracked a bit. You knew he was. You knew by the way he gave you space, the way he was patient with you, how he would look at you with sorrow and guilt whenever he caught you crying. You just knew in your heart he didn’t mean for it to end up like this. “I know you’re not a monster, Michael.” You pulled away and wiped the tears from his face. He leaned in and kissed you. His tender lips against yours felt like heaven. It felt like time had stopped, but he then pulled away. “I love you so much. I’ll never hurt you again. I’ll never let anything happen to you, I promise.” Michael looked deep into your eyes, holding your face in his hands. Your hands wrapped around his wrists as you kept staring into his eyes. “I’m holding you to it then, Michael.” You smiled. He pecked your lips. You were somewhat ashamed of how attracted you were to him, after all the shit he’s done. How could you? But how could you resist, you thought.

You were done denying your attraction to him, you were left a miserable and needy mess.

“Show me how much you love me.” The sparkle in your eye and the tone of your voice let him know exactly what you meant. He picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom. He laid you down carefully on his bed. He left kisses all over your jaw, trailing down your neck. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” He muttered against your collarbone. You moaned in response. “Just wanted to worship your body. Show you how much I want you.” His hands trailed up your sides and landed on your breasts, palming and squeezing them. He untied your swimsuit cover up, his eyes raked over your body, trailing up your torso and landing on your eyes. He leaned down to kiss you, “Michael.” He halted his movements at the sound of your voice, he pulled back slightly and looked at you utterly confused. “What if you stopped doing what your father wants. What if you did what you wanted? What if you stop all of this end time stuff and we can live a normal life? Grow old together. Just be in love.” Your hands went to his face, your palms lying against his cheeks. “What if it was just you and I?” You smiled, you thought you were getting somewhere with him.

“You know I can’t do that. I have plans, a prophecy to fulfill. This is my purpose.”

“But you don’t know that. You don’t have to destroy the world and turn it to dust. You can stop it all. Right here right now and just live with me.”

He just stared into your eyes. “I can’t.” He whispered softly. “Do you love me, Michael?” Your voice trembled. You were desperate to try and stop him.

“You know I do.” He scoffed. “If you truly love me, then you’ll stop this. You’ll quit. Because this isn’t what I wanted. I want you to not be so hard on yourself. To be carefree and happy. To not have to worry about witches and warlocks. I want us to live out the rest of our lives without having to worry about Satan's plans and agenda! Don’t you get that you’re just living in his shadow? I mean come on. You’re not doing what you want to do right? You’re doing what he wants. Let him go and be with me. Just be with me.”

“I want us to be carefree and happy.” Your lips ghosted over his as you spoke.

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[darlinrogue]

Matt Jackson

Starter here x

Matt and Adam 

matt didn’t even realize that it was adam that was saving him until he caught him removing the chair out of his peripheral.  they didn’t even try and speak to each other and maybe that was the point.  after the text adam send to him and his brother.  (  maybe that’s why matt didn’t say anything in the moment, cause he was utterly confused as to why he was here  )  the text.  the awful things that were said,  not that they weren’t warranted.

as the ol’ saying goes. the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

but matt didn’t want to be adam’s enemy anymore.  he didn’t even wanna be that in the first place.  the past few months, matt saw the whole word crumbling around him.  cody was awol, kenny was acting a little strange and adam completely abandon him— adam. the one guy he thought he could count on for everything, now wanted nothing to do with him.

a fact that matthew couldn’t accept  (  he couldn’t take the hint, more likely  )

matt found him at the bar, no eye contact  (  there’s been no eye contact for months  )  he sat next to adam,  pure silence for a few seconds. was adam even looking to speak to him ? surely he must after what he just did. ❛  i come in peace  ❜  jokingly throwing his hands up.  tapping the table repeatedly to some off-tune,  more silence  (  so much silence, it was ringing his ears  )  ❛  i also wanted to say thank you, for saving me back there.  means a lot  ❜  looking over at hangman. still no eye contact.  ❛  hangman?  ❜  just checking to make sure that it wasn’t total silent treatment

Adam would rather bash FTR’s brains in than talk to Matt Jackson. An absurd realization that twisted his stomach into a knot. Take a steel chair to Dax’s shiny head and Hardwood’s stupid beard, be easier than talking to his ‘best friend.’ Adam was a pressure cooker without a gauge, tension rising, looking for an outlet. Kenny didn’t talk to him anymore. Matt and Nick hated his guts. He deserved that ire. Relished in the satisfaction of everyone despising him as much as he despised himself. Playing hero was the best apology Adam could surmount and it sucked, he sucked. Besides, the Bucks couldn’t beat FTR if Matt had a broken ankle. And there were only two tag-teams that could take the titles. Adam and Kenny weren’t going to do it, so the Bucks had to embody his desire for revenge. 

In some twisted way. 

From shredded napkin to the foot mounted on the bar stool spindle, Adam slid his eyes. Matt was back in sneakers and jeans, but Adam couldn’t look high enough to see what t-shirt he was wearing. Adam smoothed his hand over his jaw and nodded. 

“It’s--” He lingered on the syllable, it was the first thing he’d spoken to either Young Buck in almost three months. It was like he hadn’t said a word in that long to anyone at all and he’d forgotten how to talk. Throat rough, vocal chords cold. “It’s no problem.”

His heart fluttered, stuttering, burning a whole through his chest and ribcage. No yelling, no cussing, and yet Adam wished Matt would raise his voice. Remind him of all his failures, call him out one more time for being a selfish dick. To justify the next shot of whiskey he’d take. Give him the raw fuel of frustrated rage he needed to take on Kenny Fucking Omega this Saturday.

He could do it, he could do it, he could believe in himself. No one else would or could-- but he did. 

Adam cannot do it. 

Matt had to know this was more about FTR than the Bucks. Or, Adam figured he had to know. Or, figured that was what Matt assumed. Not because the gunshot of Matt’s snapping bones and his pained cry would haunt his nightmares. Not because, Adam cared enough to try to make up for the past year and his failures. 

Give the Bucks a title shot, to make up for the fact that he took theirs. 

“Is your foot ok?”

[reydjarinkenobi]

Ohhhhh, I would love to see more of that Finn/Poe time-travel fanfiction! (Especially if it has Clones & Finn interactions)

Hii, so I’m actually writing again after a bit of an unscheduled break. My state went back into lockdown in Australia, so I’ve been kind of bummed about that, and just stressed in general. I’ve also just gone back to school since year 12′s are like the only thing still running. Writing might be slow going but I will try and get through a few of the built up pompts. I’m sorry to whoever sent through asks. I always forget to check them and my writing has been pretty non-existent.

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Cody sat next to Ponds in the medbay.

 The four time travellers were occupying three of the beds. Chewbacca was reclined in one near the corner, grumbling quietly to himself whilst Commander Finn and Commander Dameron were sitting next to each other on one two lots over, their legs dangling over the edge as Kix and Helix took blood and performed various other tests on them.

 Cross-legged on the bed in the middle was Commander Rey talking amicably with Commanders Tano and Offee, who had dragged their chairs closer to her bed once her own tests had been finished. She'd elected to have the blood taken from her wrist rather than have to take off her arm bindings - even though Cody knew from experience that it was more painful - and was now idly fiddling with the end of the fabric near her wrist as she conversed with the other two girls.

 The earlier melancholy that had overtaken her at the end of their conversation was gone now and she smiled widely, providing an effective (and Cody suspected, unwitting) distraction for the two padawans, who had been annoyed at being left out of the discussion that the generals were currently engaged in. General Kenobi (or Obi-Wan, as he insisted Cody address him as when they were not on duty) had informed Cody that Rey was perhaps a year older than Padawan Offee, and no more than three years older than Commander Tano. It was good for them to interact with others around their age, especially since Rey could relate so well to their situation.

 Commanders Dameron and Finn would occasionally contribute to their conversation, though the two were mostly distracted by answering the medics' questions.

 They would all need to be vaccinated as well as go on a round of antibiotics, anti-viral and anti-contagion medication because of the disparity between bacteria and diseases between their time periods. Luckily, none of them had been carrying anything immediately deadly or damaging. 

 Ponds and Cody had silently agreed to watch over their new commanders, both to ensure their protection and to further judge their character.

 To be honest, Cody hadn't even started to process what he'd heard in the ship. He couldn't afford to think about it. He knew that he would break down as soon as he did.

 He had wanted to deny the truth that had been revealed to him; there was no way that the Vode would betray their Jedi. He couldn't be able to do that to Obi-Wan. It was impossible. But then him and Ponds had gotten their heads scanned and now he was nursing a fading headache, the point on his head where they had removed the chip not even leaving a scar behind. The only sign was the strips of hair shaved out of their heads.

 They had only done the two clone commanders so far, wanting to study the chips further and get onto a Jedi ship, where they were surrounded by only allies, before they did further operations. They didn't want to draw attention from the wrong senators.

 Cody was glad that Kix and Helix had let them sit in the chairs near the door instead of forcing them onto beds as they recovered. From here, he could pretend that there was nothing wrong, that the only reason he was sitting there beside his vod was to protect his new commanders. Well, their new commanders.

 The 212th and the 187th would be working closely together from now on which meant that, though technically each new commander only belonged to one of the battalions, they would be watched over both. There was an unspoken but clandestine agreement of that fact.

 Besides, the commanders needed to be protected, deserved to be protected, just as much as their often misunderstood generals.

 Commander Rey's story reminded Cody hauntingly of what he knew of General Skywalker's past. Though, he hadn't seen any of the bitter anger that seemed to surround General Skywalker in her. Yet. He had only known the girl for a few hours.

 And Commander Finn? Well, he was a brother. Cody and Ponds had agreed on that almost instantly. Whilst the others had potential to be accepted into the fold just as deeply as the 501st held Commander Tano, their vod'ika, Commander Finn was already one of them. He could understand them. He was one of them.

 And didn't that just make Cody feel worse? He knew that what had been done to them was awful. He hadn't always really understood. He knew that what he'd seen the long necks do to his brothers made him angry, he knew it left him with this deep seated fear that he was only just beginning to erode at, but only after finding Obi-Wan staring out one of the viewports, tears pouring down his cheeks and listened to his speech, did Cody really understand the injustice of their treatment. And to find out that it was used as inspiration to harm children made him feel infinitely worse.

 It was true that, outside of the Jedi, Cody had little love to spare for natborns, but he wouldn't wish his own child upon any innocent.

 Ponds bumped Cody's shoulder lightly and broke him out of his thoughts. Cody glanced to the side, inclining his head forward slightly in thanks, and refocused on his new charges.

 Neither Ponds or Cody had ever had a Jedi commander, and he hadn't really understood other vode when they talked about their own. But, only a few hours after getting his own, he thought he was beginning to get the feeling all the others spoke of, even if these ones were much older than the usual.

 He'd always thought that it would be just like having another general. He certainly felt protective of Obi-Wan. He wouldn't let anyone harm his general.

 However, for Commander Finn and Commander Rey it was different. It was almost… paternal?

 It was different than what he felt for Commander Tano. She was Rex's. So, he watched over like he watched over his closest vod outside his battalion, but she wasn't his commander. He didn't panic at the thought of leaving her with other people.

 Cody fought to keep his frown off his face.

 He needed to get control of himself.

 Commander Finn and Commander Rey were adults. They weren't like the usual padawans. Never mind that they were almost more vulnerable than most Jedi commanders, since they both had so little training and such traumatic childhoods. His fist tightened involuntarily.

 Ponds glanced down at the movement and then met Cody's eye.

 "I know, vod," he murmured. "They feel so… bright."

 Cody almost sighed. At least it wasn't only him.

 "We won't let them out of our sight," he whispered and Ponds nodded.

 "Deal."

 Commander Tano jumping to her feet drew Cody's attention.

 "Are they all cleared, Kix?" she asked, pushing herself up onto her toes.

 Helix glanced down at his pad whilst Regret - the 187th's head medic - bustled over.

 "I would like to get you, Commander Rey, on a vitamin plan, as you're severely deficient in many," Regret informed her. "You'll need to go on a strict meal plan as well."

 "You're not as bad, Commander Finn," Helix informed the man. "But I'll still give you some tablets with your dinner. Otherwise, you're all cleared to go. We'll have follow up shots in about a week to make sure you get full immunity and we're still waiting on a few test results, but you don't need to be while we analyse them."

 The commanders, who had both wrinkled their noses slightly (whether it was at the formalities or the medication, Cody didn't know, but he still made note to make sure they followed medic regs. Force knows he had enough practice with his own self-sacrificing battalion and general) grinned and jumped up.

 "Great!" Commander Tano exclaimed. "Then we can see you guys spar. I want to see how you're fighting is."

 Commander Finn glanced down whilst Commander Dameron grinned broadly and bumped his shoulder whilst a small blush crept onto Commander Rey's features.

 "I'm sure you'll be underwhelmed. We have virtually no training."

 "That's okay," Commander Tano assured her brightly. "It'll be good to see your instincts anyway. Skyguy is often put on missions with Master Obi-Wan since they make such a good team, and since you guys have to stick together, I'm sure I'll be training with you pretty often."

 "I'm also curious to see your fighting styles," Commander Offee stated. "And we can demonstrate our lightsaber forms for you after."

 Commander Rey grinned. "I'd love to see that."

 She glanced up at the two men that had also just stood up, who gave enthusiastic nods, before looking back at the Wookie, who was still lying down.

 "Are you coming, Chewie?"

 Chewbacca let out a roar that sounded distinctly annoyed, but he stood up.

 "What about you, commanders?" Commander Finn asked, looking at Ponds and Cody. "Are you cleared to leave."

 Both of them nodded, ignoring the indignant glares of their medics as they got out of their chairs.

 "It would be beneficial to see your base skill levels," Ponds said.

 "Great!" Commander Tano decided. "Then we'll all go."

 They mad an unusual sight, all of them strolling through the corridors, with a spherical astromech and a small one-wheeled droid doing excited circles around their group, weaving between the time travellers' legs as they chattered away in a mix of basic and binary.

 When they got there, Commander Tano gestured over to a circle that had been drawn on the ground in the centre of the large room. It had fancier obstacles and training simulations than the Jedi cruisers had, even though the only combatants it normally held were guards, and perhaps an unusually trained dignitary, but Cody supposed that in ships like this, things were there for money rather than use.

 Although, he couldn't complain about the extensive kitchen and food storage areas. He hadn't eaten this well for so many consecutive days well… ever. 

 Commander Rey and Commander Finn took up their places about ten metres away from each other after depositing their other weapons with their companions.

 "Just give me a moment," Commander Rey requested as she removed her weapon from her belt.

 When it was activated, Cody noted with some surprise that it was a double-bladed lightsaber, one with two different colours, a deep gold and a brilliant azure blue.

 "This is going to be interesting," Commander Dameron informed them quietly, as Commander Rey took a few warm up swings with her saber, slowly twirling it around her body whilst Commander Finn rolled his shoulders, his deactivated saber in his right palm.

 "Why?" Cody couldn't stop himself from asking.

 "They've never both had sabers before. They usually sparred with sticks or metal pipes. There was that one time they borrowed a few actual metal swords but they didn't like those, said the balance was different."

 "Are you saying that she's never used a double-bladed saber before?" Commander Offee asked, awe tinting her voice.

 Commander Dameron shrugged. "No, but she does prefer her spear. She said the saber never felt right."

 Before the conversation could continue, Commander Rey stopped her experimentation, holding the saber out in front of her, parallel to the ground.

 "Alright," she announced, "I'm ready."

 Commander Finn grinned and nodded, activating his own saber and holding it in a double-handed grip in front of him.

 "Okay," Commander Dameron called. "Begin."

 They both ran in to meet each other with Commander Rey immediately bracing to block Commander Finn's overhead attack, she swung the other end of her staff around in a deadly ark that Commander Finn only barely deflected, and was forced to dodge as the other end came up, dancing backwards.

 His eyes were slightly wide, and it was obvious that he'd never had to face something like this before.

 They exchanged a few more blows after that, but six months was a big difference in experience when you were talking about eight months and two months of training. And, though Commander Rey faltered somewhat with her new saber, she clearly had a solid background in similar weapons born of years of fighting whilst Commander Finn wasn't nearly as familiar with his own.

 The fight ended when they Commander Finn was knocked slightly off balance as he blocked one of Commander Rey's blows, leaving him not enough time to react as her golden blade swung around to his exposed ribs, stopping mere inches away from hitting it.

 The both tensed, breathing heavily for a few seconds before they stepped away from each other, grinning.

 "Good job," the said simultaneously and Commander Tano bounced up to them, Commander Dameron not far behind as he threw an arm over Commander Finn's shoulders.

 "You'll get her next time," the pilot assured him but Commander Finn just laughed.

 "Maybe not if she actually starts training with the staff."

 "You were very good for someone with so little experience with a lightsaber," Commander Offee commented, smiling slightly.

 Commander Finn looked down at the comment. "I have been trained extensively in other melee weapons… just not swords before."

 "Finn can absolutely obliterate me in blaster practice," Commander Rey proclaimed proudly. "In fact, he taught me pretty much everything I know about shooting one of them."

 There was a story there, but Commander Tano didn't have time to aske before the doors to the training room were opened.

 The four general walked into the room, with Gree and Rex flanking them.

 As usually, the only one clearly dispalying their emotions was General Skywalker, who was scowling thunderously.

 Cody and Ponds saluted whilst Commanders Offee and Tano bowed, with Commanders Finn and Rey following a beat after, leaving Chewbacca and Commander Dameron to nod respectfully.

 "Masters," Commander Offee greeted and the three older generals nodded in acknowledgment.

 "What's wrong?" Commander Tano asked.

 The generals exchanged glances.

 "A few of the tests returned… unexpected results," Obi-Wan admitted.

 Commander Dameron frowned. "What does that mean."

 General Windu stepped forward, looking his new padawan in the eye.

 "Rey, what do you know about your parents?"

[artificialqueens]

(nobody can) drag me down [gigi x crystal] - chapter 1/? - Ag98

Cody moves with his family from Springfield to Los Angeles in his senior year of high school and ends up in a project with Sam, one of the most popular guys in school. Little did he know that he was the popular one in Sam’s world. RPDR Season 12 High School AU.

AN: I decided to use the queen’s boys name in this fic, but latter one there will be some drag involved. English is not my native language, if I make some mistake, please correct me :)!

You can check the A03 of this fic. 

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

“Okay everyone, I know you guys must be very excited for this year but first things first”

The classroom became quieter as the principal Michelle entered the room and started talking as the last class of the morning finishes, demanding respect in her voice tone.

“Senior year is very exciting for us all and today I want the candidates for Senior Class President to give a short welcome speech later in the auditorium”

“But we weren’t asked to prepare anything”

“I know Veronica, but that’s the pressure a Senior Class President must be able to handle.”, the principal continues with a very sharp tone, but the students all know she meant well, “And I see some new students in the class, maybe the candidates can show the place around and make some good impressions”

The whole class looks immediately to the new student who stands out the most, after all a seventeen-year-old boy with a mullet in 2020 hair it’s not that usual even in California. Principal Michelle dismisses the class and not a minute later a nerdy looking boy, with square glasses, clearly Arabic features and a formal button-up shirt is standing next to Cody.

“Hi! I’m Darius, I’m running for Class President. You must be the new guy, what’s your name? I’ll show you around”

The nerdy guy speaks so fast that Cody almost couldn’t keep up with him. But since he was alone anyway, he accepted the school tour.

Darius was speaking so much about the school, his candidacy, and the debate club he was a part of, that Cody just nodded his head during the whole way through.

“Why did you come to study in this high school?” he asks all of a sudden to focus his attention on the mullet boy.

“I’m from a small town in Missouri actually. My family moved to LA because my dad is having some health issues and here, he can have a better treatment.” Cody tells him like it’s not a big deal, but Darius becomes quiet just saying a comforting “I’m sorry to hear that.”

They continue their way to the cafeteria in a much silent conversation now, but Darius invites the new kid to have lunch with him and his debate club friends.

“So, you’ve made a great job showing me around. But tell me, how is the environment here? Is there any student I should be careful with?” Cody asks his new, and so far, only friend as they were sitting around the table.

“Most of them are really nice, the Senior Class is full of proud nerds like me. But the athletes can be jerks.” He says while looking at their direction. “The school used to be filled with artist kids but since the LA Galaxy became a big thing, we have to put up with some of their bullshit.”

Cody follows his eyes landing in a group with some guys laughing loudly and making some jokes to the cheerleaders next to him. The boys aren’t as pumped as he imagined, but with soccer being their main sport, Cody thinks it makes sense.

He realizes all boys are wearing the sport team jacket except for a skinny, tall, brunet one. “Who’s the one without a jacket?”

“That’s Samuel, I can’t figure out why he hangs out with them actually. But I guess he’s pretty close with Charlie who is on the team”

Darius stops talking about the athletes to get back to the preparation of the welcome speech he is going to have to give soon.

As much as Cody tries to keep up the conversation and throw some suggestions in it, he can’t stop looking at the skinny boy among the jocks. There’s something about Samuel’s look that is almost hypnotizing, he just can’t stop looking at it. And every now and then Cody catches a glimpse of the boy staring at him, with a weird, confused expression. —————— The auditorium is filled with students and Cody is getting along with Darius better than he expected to. He even started to get excited with his new friend’s speech and it’s really cheering him on.

“I’ve only been here for a morning and already know you’re the best one for the job, you don’t have to worry about it” he says to his new friend seeing how freak out Darius is starting to get.

“I guess I’m the most prepared one, I just don’t know if everyone knows that”, he says in a trembling voice.

Cody pet him on the shoulder ensuring everything is going to be fine.

The first candidate is that girl Veronica and her speech just doesn’t make sense. The girl went on about how she was the best student of the class and therefore she should be the president. She spent five minutes talking about her grades and clubs she’s in but not a single welcome word or promises for what she’ll do for the class. There are some applauses after she’s done talking, but everyone just looked like they fell asleep for some minutes.

The next kid to step on stage is Michael, the captain of the soccer team, even before he starts speaking the athletes and cheerleaders are clapping and screaming his name. “Thanks guys. I’ll be quick. This is the best year of our lives and we’re gonna party through it. And if you know me, which I bet you do, you know I can throw the best parties in the town”. At that moment Cody gets a glimpse of Darius rolling his eyes out and giggles as he knows how much his friends care about this thing. “So that’s the reason you should vote for me: I’ll make prom unforgettable and I’ll make everything you guys want, literally. I’m up for anything”, He finishes his speeds in a minute or so and everyone starts screaming like they just heard the “I have a dream speech” for the first time.

It’s finally Darius’ turn, he’s the last candidate to speak today. As he walks from his seat to the stage Cody -and all students actually- can see he’s nervous. He takes a deep breath and starts talking.

“Hi, everyone! I’m Darius in case we didn’t get a chance to meet in the last years. And as my good colleague said before: ‘Welcome to the best years of our lives’. I’m as excited as all of you are, but I don’t want to be Senior President only because it looks good on my resumé – all thought that’s a big encouragement”; There are some giggles after he lands the silly jokes that’s enough for the nerdy looking guy to get the rest of confidence he was lacking. “I’m here for a much bigger reason. We all talk a lot about representativeness in our classes and I wanna apply that here too. As I’m sure you all know I’m a half-persian gay man and that’s a lot for one person nowadays. But, if I get elected I don’t wanna do the best only for our class, I wanna do the best for the youngest ones too. Because I know from a personal experience that when you’re this different if you don’t see someone like you in places of visibility you think you don’t have what it takes to get somewhere in life. So, I want to change that starting with something simple –“

He gets interrupted by a very loud “By going back to your country, faggot?” coming from the athletes’ group that just leaves Darius speechless. The principal that was sitting next to the stage gets up and shout “who said that?”. And everyone sees Darius leaving the auditorium as she makes that question. The last thing Cody hears before following his new friend is the tall brunette guy from earlier saying to someone “Why don’t you stand up and say that again you coward? Are you only brave enough when nobody is watching? Well guess what, I was”. —————— “I had a feeling you’d be here” Cody says when he finally catches Darius up, in the debate club room. When he gave the school tour, he mentioned it was his favorite place there, where he felt the most confident and safe. “How are you?” Cody says as he approaches his friends and can see the tears dropping out of his eyes.

“I’m tired of this. It’s like I’m not accepted in the persian community because I’m gay. I’m not accepted by the gay community because I’m persian. And for the rest of the world, well, that in the auditorium pretty much says it all” he says with a lot of pain coming out of his voice.

“Well, I guest I’m not allowed to speak for the entire gay community, but I embrace you one hundred percent. And I honestly prefer when you say you’re persian than when you say you’re Canadian”, the last sentence makes Darius giggle a little and that’s enough for Cody to know that it’s okay to hug his new friend.

“Don’t let that stupid jock bring you down, okay?” He says as he lets go of the hug.

“I’ll try, thank you”

“And, I don’t know if you were there when it happened, but that guy Samuel actually stood up for you. He saw who was that guy that shouted that and told the principal. I’m sure he’ll get what he deserves”, Darius seemed surprised by that.

“Well, at least there’s that. But I would rather not know who was the one that said that”, Cody nods and gives his new friend another hug, and he realizes that he’s much calmer now.

“And for the record, just in case it wasn’t clear, you’ve got my vote. I can even help you campaign, but I don’t know if it’s going to help you”

“Of course it is, I’ll be honored to have you by my side”

“You’re really that political huh? C’mon, let’s go back to there and prove them that words can’t hurt you”

Both boys laugh and get back to the last class of the day. —————— “Hey kid, how was your first day? Can you help me get some food?” Cody’s father says as soon as he walks in the house.

“It was fine, I was able to make a friend” he says as he kisses his father’s forehead and goes to the kitchen to heat up some food for him.

“Just friend?”

Cody rolls his eyes out. Ever since coming out his father has tried to show his support in every single way, it’s almost unnecessary but it’s for a good reason. He knows his father it’s just trying to be supportive even if it’s not in the best way possible.

“Yes dad, just a friend” he answers and gives his father a bowl of food, sitting on the couch next to him.

“Okay, just wanted to be sure. Thanks, son”.

He and his father didn’t have much in common, but they loved each other a lot, so Cody watched tv with him for a while just to make him company. Ever since he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease three years ago, a lot changed. His father was losing his movement increasingly and his family moved to LA to get a better treatment. But that also meant a more expensive one too. So, his mom has to have two jobs and he’s got to look out for his father after school. It’s been hard the last few years, but he tries his best to stay positive and enjoy his father while he can. —————— “So, the project it’s not that hard. You guys choose someone who you think changed the world somehow and present on why you think that. But, it can’t be someone another pair had presented before. So come prepared with more than one option”

The class started to divide themselves in pairs as soon as Mr. Johnson stopped talking.

“One more thing, since this is a project to show how different people can change the world, I’ll draw the pairs so you can work with different people as well”. The whole class just makes a combined angry noise after that. The teacher asks everyone to write their names in a piece of paper, fold it and then give it to him. Then he goes on to drawing the papers to pair the class up.

“Okay, here we go Darius and Charlie, Veronica and Helen, Michael and Karl, … And that leads us to the last pair Cody and Samuel.”

Cody freezes in that second, knowing that Samuel and the athletes were the only ones he didn’t want to get paired up. But there’s not even enough time for him to think about what to say because before he notices, the teacher dismisses the class and Samuel is in front of him.

“Okay, I don’t have a lot of time so let’s get this over with. You’ll give me your number and I’ll text you my address so we can work on this in the afternoon and finish as fast as we can”

It didn’t seem to be a question, it seemed like an order, so the new student just gave him his number.

“I won’t be able to stay until late” Cody says, shrugging himself.

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” Samuel says with a smirk on his face that makes the other boy blush. “You have a familiar face, like I’ve seen it somewhere else” he continues and that’s the first time Cody realizes how blue his eyes are.

“Yeah I get told that a lot” he answers.

“Is that true?”

“No”

They both laugh and Samuel leaves saying he’ll see him later. But they are doing better than some of the others pairing. As soon as Darius heard that he would have to collaborate with a jock, he just wanted to die. All he knew about the guy that screamed at him was that it was an athlete, so it could be Charlie.

“Hi! So, how do you wanna do this?” Charlie said, he has a smile on his face, his hair symmetrically combed and the usual soccer team jacket over his shirt.

“Are you sure you don’t want to ask the teacher to change the pair? After all I’m just and out-of-this-country faggot as you or one of your friends referred to” Darius said in a very sharp toned that took the other boy by surprise.

“I wasn’t the one who said that. And I don’t agree with that either”

“Yeah, but I’ll bet when you see the guy who did said that in practice, you’ll just treat him like he didn’t do anything wrong”

“No, I won’t. He was actually expelled from the team and I support this decision one hundred percent” he was talking in a much sadder tone than before, when he actually was excited for this.

“And I’m sorry for what you’ve heard from him. And for not standing up for you” Darius looked at him with an incredibly surprised look, almost as if he was not understanding the words coming out of his mouth, but he continued talking. “I don’t want you to get this impression from me or the other boys from the team, we do not agree with what was said”

“Well, thank you then” was all the nerdy guy was able to answer.

“Let me make it up to you, since we have no more classes today, I’ll give you a ride home okay? Then you can text me later to see how we’re going to do this project; I’ll be free after practice” the excitement in his voice was back again.

“I don’t want to bother you, you don’t have to give me a ride home or anything”

“You won’t bother”, Charlie said and started to walk toward the door. “Shall we?”

Darius was still shocked from the conversation, but he nodded and followed the other boy.

After getting in the blue 2000 Ford Taurus, there wasn’t even a sign of a conversation, it was just a quiet ride with the radio on some pop music radio station. When they finally arrived at Darius’ house, the passenger seat door jammed, and Charlie had to adjust the lock with a slight tug. The half-persian boy just managed to say a goodbye that came out almost as a whisper after being so close to Charlie. As he walked home, he turned his head one last time looking at the other boy, who was biting his mouth as he watched Darius arrive home. He only left after he was sure Darius was inside the house. —————— Cody arranged with his father that he would be home later today, so that he could have some time to do the work at Samuel’s house. Just thinking about the boy made him nervous, but he was trying to ignore that feeling when he arrived in front of the location he had sent and rang the bell. After all, he wasn’t millennium enough to send a message instead of doing things the old way.

“I figured out where I know you from”, he said as he opened the front door.

“Huh?”

“You’re that drag queen from Instagram, Crystal Methyd, I follow you there”

And as soon as Samuel stopped speaking, Cody’s world had turned upside down.