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wakeup-awg · 2 years ago

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Sophie: The last few days had been in engaged bliss. She was sure they were driving their friends, mostly Jack and Rian, crazy with how even more lovey they were but they were in that post-engaged glow. They had told their parents who were all so thrilled for them to become a married little family someday but had been firm for them to understand they would marry when they were ready and they weren’t making plans any time soon. A few days prior the new Miley Cyrus song had been released and Sophie was obsessed which wasn’t a surprise. Though talking about a song about being a single woman and signing it at the top of her lungs while happily engaged was more ironic then anything. After seeing a tik tok she got an idea to do the same thing gathering all the piece and while the babies were napping set up the camera in the kitchen and got all the props ready. While Alex was working away at the counter on his laptop answering emails or doing whatever he was doing she turned on the music and did the little dance throwing rose petals and just singing along to the song shaking her hips to the beat before the clip came to an end.

Alex: The last couple days or week really had been great. Alex was busy with work stuff, but despite the fact that he had been scared as hell of the whole marriage and being engaged thing, he just felt happiness right now. He was sure they were driving the boys crazy with how happy and in love they were, but he didn’t really care, he was just enjoying this too much. On a rare day of not having to be out somewhere, Alex took the quietness of the kids napping to work away on his laptop, sitting himself at the kitchen counter to sip on his coffee comfortably while working. He glanced up when Sophie turned on the music loud and raised his brows when she started dancing, singing along to Miley Cyrus’ new song at the top of her longs while throwing rose petals up in the air and moving her hips to the rhythm. He tried not to but then burst out laughing, taking a moment before he even sang along to the rest of it as Sophie reached for her phone and stopped the video he just realized she was recording. “I mean if you just don’t want me to hold your hand anymore, you could’ve just said the word,” he teased, closing the laptop and sitting up a little straighter on the stool.

Sophie: While they didn’t often post videos of them or photos since they believe their personal life together was private and for them, sometimes it was fun to joke around like they were going to. Even if he didn’t see it coming. She danced through before she felt him come up and reach over turning the camera off that was recording before shaking her head. “Oh no you’re stuck holding my hand for life mister.” Holding her hand up and wiggling her fingers to show off the ring to him. “But the song is just so damn catchy come on I couldn’t resist it!” She retorted chuckling softly.

Alex: He laughed and shook his head at her. “Oh, it is very catchy and I accept you’re an independent woman, but I could’ve gotten you actual roses and not just petals,” Alex teased once he had the camera turned off and reaching down to pick up one of the petals she had thrown in the air. “And what’s that video for, huh?” He asked, reaching for her phone to actually turn the music back on and restart the song, because it was indeed a very catchy tune.

Sophie: “I am definitely independent but I don’t mind my man buying me flowers or holding my hand.” She teased as she leaned against the counter. “I saw it on tik tok and the woman’s partner seemed to find it funny and it seems like you did too.” She pointed out. “So it’s a win win for everyone.”

Alex: "Right, you just want the best of both worlds,” he laughed softly. “A Tiktok? You’re keeping me from working because of a Tiktok?” It wasn’t like he really minded anyway, this was fun and it was a nice change from being on the computer. “Are we gonna get Tiktok famous now?” Alex asked, reaching for her phone to start the music back up. “Are you going to post the video? I think we should have a dance party before we do.” A grin spread on his lips as he reached for her hands and pulled her from the counter, shifting on his feet to dance and sway a little to the music.

Sophie: “Pretty much.” She said when he said she wanted the best of both worlds and if she could have it why not? “Eh no probably not I’m not looking to become tik tok famous too much pressure.” Teasing as if it would be hard in the slightest. He turned the music back on and pulled her into him and started dancing in the kitchen with her and she swayed to the music with him.

Alex: The music wasn’t blasting as loud now, the kids were napping after all but it was fun to be dancing in the kitchen, occasionally blasting out in a sing along to the music until Alex couldn’t contain his laughter and he leaned back against the counter. “Alright, let me see the video,” he chuckled, holding his hand out so she’d give him the phone so he could see. They watched the recording together and Alex laughed at the hilariousness of it, because he looked so confused but then decided to just vibe with her anyway. “I don’t mind if you post it,” he said with a shrug.

Sophie: She let Alex take the phone and look at the video and she could tell it was just a moment for them to be silly and have some fun. Life was so serious with jobs and other things that it was good to just enjoy the little playful things sometimes. When he said he didn’t mind if she posted it, she didn’t even register that her engagement ring was on or it was incredibly noticeable given the diamond was a good size and the sparkle alone. Plus wearing it on that finger she had adjusted to having it on as habit already. “Okay.” She said taking the video and editing it before posting it without really watching it closely. Sometimes they gave little playful peeks into their lives like this. What could it hurt?

Alex: Alex leaned against the counter while Sophie took her phone to edit the video, neither of them apparently thinking anything of posting it other than it was a funny little moment they decided to share with the world where they were usually pretty quiet about their relationship, at least when it came to posting things to social media. Alex pushed himself off the counter eventually to step up behind Sophie wrapping his arms around her from behind and nuzzling into the back of her neck. "Are you done posting it? Think we should get back to dancing.. Or can I get you to make out with me a little bit?" he asked, a cheeky grin curled on his lips.

Sophie: Once it was posted she set her phone down just in time for Alex to wrap her arms around her and nuzzle into her causing a soft giggle as he pulled her back into him. “All done.” She said. Not really thinking as people started seeing it and immediately noticing the rock on her finger that gave away the fact that she was not just dating but engaged to the man with his arms wrapped around her. “Oh make out with you huh? So long as you’re not planning to video tape that.” She teased. “Although we did say we were gonna tape us you know… together just never let it be posted.” She laughed. “we should probably consider that someday before I chicken out.”

Alex: He laughed softly against her neck before starting to pepper kisses there, tugging her back and more into him. "I'm not gonna post a video of us making out." He hummed at her comment and briefly pulled his hands and himself back so he could guide her to turn around in his arms, so they were now facing each other. "If only this place wasn't constantly full of people," he almost groaned as his arms wrapped around her again. About then his phone started buzzing in his pocket, usually that happened if anyone texted him or mentioned him anywhere on social media, and so he didn't really think much of it but rather lean in to kiss Sophie, mind still set on making out with her some until either one if the boys showed up or the kids woke and disturbed them. Except this time his phone didn't really stop and he broke the kiss to reach for his phone and pull it from his pocket. "People need to give me time to snog my fiance," he muttered, ready to just put it on the counter but his eyes caught what he was tagged in and that took him to double check. "Ohhh," he murmured, unlocking his phone to scroll through just a few of the many many comments people were leaving, all very aware about the engagement.

Sophie: A soft mewled noise left her lips when he started kissing her neck. Something she was enjoying very much. “We can get caught making out and end up video taped but as long as you’re not posting it.” It wasn’t like they hadn’t been out in public kissing before. “We’ll that’s kind of your fault… the house is always full with the band.” Not that she minded at all and he knew that. When he leaned in she pressed her lips to his content to kiss and make out together. When he pulled away she groaned not wanting his attention somewhere else other than on her. When he gave a soft but prolonged oh she raised a brow. “Oh what?” She asked furrowing her brows. “Something is more exciting than kissing me?”

Alex: "That's a totally different thing though," he chuckled softly before leaning in for a kiss, happy she so easily kissed him back but a little too distracted by the buzzing in his pants pocket. He didn't mean to get so distracted, but the comments caught his attention and he found himself scanning through some of those. "They caught on quick.. How did they catch up so quickly?" he asked, glancing up eventually and turning his phone to show her a few of the comments, all basically screaming at the fact they were engaged.

Sophie: “They caught on quick?” She furrowed her brows before turning and looking and seeing people practically freaking out that Alex and Sophie were engaged and that they were getting married that some couldn’t believe Alex was going to actually get married again. “What in the..” she murmured. “Oh my god…” she grabbed her phone and looked at the video before holding it up. “My ring they saw my ring and figured it out.”

Alex: "How do they even know we haven't even been out that much," he said, confused as Sophie read through the comments. When she grabbed her phone, Alex took his back and scanned over some more comments, huffing out. "It's great how much confidence they have in me," he sighed. Yes, a whole lot of people where yelling happily about these news breaking but some where very surprised to see them engaged and actually getting married. He looked up at Sophie. "Do we.. Say anything?"

Sophie: They had mostly been home, or Alex out with the boys, or they had been in bed cementing their new stage of their relationship. “Oh stop didn’t you publicly say you’d never get married again …. They’re literally going off what you said and then here you are knocking up a girl three times and putting a ring on it.” She teased chuckling. “I don’t know I didn’t want to have it announced this way… or like I would have thought they wouldn’t assume so… blatantly.” She murmured. “And part of me still wants to enjoy this with just us.”

Alex: "Psh, no i didn't," Alex said but he really wasn't sure. Maybe he had said that. "Don't you complain about any of that," he teased, though he knew she absolutely wasn't. He took his phone and placed it to the side on the counter, ready to ignore whatever people had to say. "Then how about we don't. Let them talk about it however much they want, but we keep it to us. Nothing to comment about?" he suggested, looking at her before reaching out to take her phone from her and placed that aside as well. "I didn't mean to get distracted anyway.."

Sophie: “I will complain that you knocked me up so that I was heavily pregnant every damn summer.” She said grinning at the man shaking her head. “I mean okay it’s a big diamond on that finger but designers do give out jewelry whos to say that it’s an engagement ring.” She murmured. “Well now we’re distracted.” She said. “But we could talk about maybe doing that video for us one day. Jsut have to make sure the boys aren’t here and the kids. Which we will need some planning for.”

Alex: "In my defense I didn't mean to get you pregnant at that exact time for two out of those three pregnancies." Putting the phones away was his way of getting rid of any distractions and he stepped into Sophie a little bit. A grin spread on his lips and he arched a brow." You're gonna make me want to record that tape right now when I was perfectly happy just making out with you."

Sophie: “I mean okay true you may not have meant to try but I think around the time I can be heavily pregnant for summer we should stop having sex.” She teased as if that was going to happen. “We cannot record a tape right now babe but we can at least make the plans. We’re gonna have to be sneaky as it is to make it happen.”

Alex: "Yeah, I don't think that's gonna happen. You can try to tell me that but I do doubt you'd be happy if we stopped having sex," Alex said with a smirk. "The more we talk about it, the more I'm gonna want it right now though," he said with a shrug. "So either we sit down and talk and you're gonna have to deal with grumpy old me wanting to get laid," he chuckled at that. "Or you just shut up and kiss me now." A wide grin was spread on his lips.

Sophie: “I mean if I can wear my normal bikinis during the summer I just might.” She said, “but you realize not being pregnant means more skin showing right?” She grinned to tease him. “What if we talk things out in between kissing you? We can multitask.” She hummed as she pulled him in and pressed her lips against his.

Alex: "That's not even possible because with the bump there was just more skin," he teased, though the thought of her showing so much of her skin had him scrunching up his nose a little bit. "Maybe you can multitask," he murmured as she pulled him in. "I just might not be able to do that." He happily stopped talking when her lips pressed against his and he kissed her back, happily focusing on that.

Sophie: “No I was just huge it wasn’t more skin babe, there will be more skin because I will be back to my itty bitty bikinis.” She said making a promise with that. She hummed against his mouth her lips moving with his in the kiss before breaking. “Amateur.” Teasing against his lips about not being able to multitask before kissing him again.

Alex: He huffed slightly at that, but decided kissing her was more important than arguing about that. Though when she teased, he groaned slightly. "Hey," he muttered against her lips but then leaned in a little more instead to deepen the kiss a bit, happy to fully focus on their lip lock now.

Sophie: He huffed and she knew part of him wanted to protest that for multiple reasons but he wasn’t going to win that. Their lips locked and she shifted agaisnt the counter and pushed her hands against it to make it so her body could be pushed up and sit on the counter her lips moving heavier with his.

Alex: He grinned into the kiss when Sophie shifted and pushed herself up onto the counter. He wrapped his arms around her a little more, then moved his hands to her thighs to spread her legs a little, making it easier to step between them, bringing himself a little closer to her.

Sophie: “Maybe we should.” She kissed him her mouth moving heavily with his in between little soft gasps leaving her lips. “Video tape us in multiple rooms.” She hummed against his mouth now she was just teasing to get him going as their mouths locked and his hands moved her thighs apart stepping between them and pulling her closer her legs wrapping around his waist.

Alex: Alex groaned again at her words, biting at her lower lip lightly as a form of protest to have this conversation right now. He felt her legs wrapping around his waist as he moved between them and his hands started wandering over her sides, then up her back as he kissed her heavily.

Sophie: When he bit against her lip it was a short nip jolting her as she yelped a tiny bit more in surprise not in pain. She could tell this conversation was obviously something he wasn’t having. His hands moved over her as they kissed heavily and she moaned into his mouth kissing harder as she grasped his shirt pressing her body into his.

Alex: He felt her pressing into him, her hands gripping at his shirt and he moaned into their kiss. He parted his lips and let his tongue dip out to pry past Sophie'sr lips, asking for entrance to deepen their kiss more. He was happy focusing on this, enjoying how close they were and he knew he wasn't really bothered if anyone came in, except that would fully disturb them.

Sophie: Hearing him moan brought goosebumps to her skin and she pulled him even closer. His warm tongue prying between her lips as she let him into her warm mouth their tongues tangling. Of course making out like this got them handsy and they were in the open kitchen where anyone could walk in.

Alex: His hands moved, caressing over clothed sides and eventually came to rest against Sophie's hips, or rather around the back and to her lower back, holding her into him as their kiss deepened, became more consuming and left them getting a little handsy and lost in each other. That was until Alex heard the faint sound of footsteps followed by someone calling their names. "Everybody is talking about the two of you!" Jack yelled almost causing Alex to groan.

Sophie: His hands grasped her lower back their kiss getting heavy and messy as they continued to make out in the kitchen. Bit by bit their hands grasped more; touched more, wanted more and she could feel them wanting more. Their breathing heavy and almost desperate before hearing jack yelling through the house. “They have horrible timing.” She groaned as he came into the kitchen and half screamed. “God aren’t you two done celebrating getting engaged but the kitchen now?!” He whined. “We eat at that island sometimessss!”

Alex: Alex reluctantly broke the kiss, but stayed close to Sophie, her legs still wrapped around his waist, his arms still around her. He loosened his grip on her shirt when Jack came into the kitchen and laughed. "This has nothing to do with celebrating," Alex said and a gein curled onto his lips as he locked eyes with Sophie at Jack's comment. If only he knew... "Will you stop yelling, Jack? The kids are sleeping. We don't wanna wake them up."

Sophie: Alex didn’t attempt to pull away from Sophie with her legs wrapped around his waist. She chuckled when he said this had nothing to do with celebrating. “We enjoy just you know being close sometimes too. And that’s not always sex jack.” She rolled her eyes even if they hadn’t come home quite possibly they’d be on the counter half naked but thankfully they hadn’t. When he told him to stop yelling she unwrapped her legs around him and she leaned into his chest. “And we know everyone is talking the video we posted I didn’t realize my ring.”

Alex: They were still close together when Rian followed Jack into the kitchen. "Oh please can't you get a room," Rian groaned and Alex laughed. "This is a room, Ri. In fact it's the furthest away from where the kids are napping." Sophie unwrapped her legs but then leaned into his chest instead and his arms easily wrapped around her. "How did you not realize the ring?" Jack asked, frowning.

Sophie: “And last I checked we pay for this room so unless you’re gonna pay for said room rian…” she raised a brow, maybe a slight tense from being interrupted now has settled into Sophie and normally she wasn’t cranky but they had been interrupted and then screamed at. “Because we were just having fun and I’m used to having it on my hand now so I didn’t think oh better take this off.”

Alex: "Hey," Alex said softly only for Sophie to hear and his hand rubbed over her back gently. He let their eyes lock briefly, offering a silent promise to make it up to her before looking back over at his two bandmates. "I wouldn't even want her to take it off. People are just quick to make assumptions and blow things out of proportion. It's like they wanna make us come out and give a statement now and they are sure as hell not getting that."

Sophie: She heard his soft word and his hand starting to rub her back. She was sure he could sense her tension and it wasn’t even his fault or Rian’s fault but sometimes she did get embarrassed about comments on their sex life. While she has come so far with his help to not be embarrassed sometimes it popped up at the worst times.”what do you mean you’re not going to comment on it? You have to now?” Jack questioned. “I just wasn’t thinking when I posted it. I shouldn’t have.” This was why she didn’t do social media. “Would you mind getting something ready to eat. I need to go check on Avery.” She murmured pecking his lips and slipping off the counter and heading towards the backstairs to upstairs.

Alex: "Who says we have to comment on anything?" Alex questioned as he felt Sophie shift and slip from the counter. "We don't have to say anything at all. Let them talk. We'll tell the world whenever we're ready to. Nobody can make us deny or confirm anything alright?" He sighed when Sophie said she was gonna check on Avery and he glared at Rian and Jack briefly. "I told you to do it, Soph. It's not your fault." He pushed himself off the counter and headed for the fridge to see what would be good for lunch, and once he had settled on something and made Jack and Rian help, he made sure they knew what to do before he slipped off to follow Sophie upstairs." Babe? "he called softly.

Sophie: It was a huge reason they so often didn’t comment on their relationship because so much was expected to be given. She liked having that to themselves. People knew they were together but so much of it was closed off and for them. “You don’t think with any future press or shows people aren’t going to ask?” Rian asked and even Sophie knew that was true. Once upstairs she shifted Avery out of bed and moved to the rocking chair to nurse her before changing her and putting her back in the crib with a full belly. The kids had gone down not long before so everyone was tired before she slipped into their master bedroom and sat on the edge of her side of the bed. “Hmm?” She hummed hearing him call her.

Alex: "So what? I'm fine not saying anything about it if you please just shut up about it," Alex said. So maybe that was a little fault in their plan but he still didn't really care. He didn't want to hide their relationship or where they were at with it, but he also didn't want to spell it out to the world, because that was something just for them. Once the boys were busy preparing lunch, Alex wandered upstairs to find Sophie. She sat on the edge of their bed and he sighed softly when he found her. "I still think we should just take away their keys," he joked, trying to lighten the tension he had thought he'd felt from Sophie before she went upstairs.

Sophie: Sophie was answering a few text messages when she heard Alexs voice. “That would be worse they’d bang at the door and yell from outside.” She said, and while neighbors weren’t close their luck they’d be loud enough to make it heard. Putting her phone down she took a few seconds before glancing over at him. “Are we too sexual with each other?” She questioned and she knew he would know why she was asking and that she was stuck in her own head in the moment. “What did you decide on for lunch or did you order something because if you did you better make sure they’re watching or porky will lose his mind when someone comes to the door.”

Alex: "They'd get tired of that quick enough," he said with a shrug as he walked over towards the bed. "Why would you think that?" he questioned, though he could tell where this was coming from now. "They're just idiots. It's funny to them to tease us about it, but that doesn't mean you and me, we're too sexual." Reaching the bed he stood in front of her and held out his hands for her to take. When she did, he pulled her up onto her feet and into him a little bit." Neither them nor anyone else can make me stop wanting to make out with you.." he murmured.

Sophie: “I don’t know sometimes jokes are just the truth masked to be funny.” She said with a small shrug. She knew she never wanted to come between the boys arguing and she was sure the boys would never just bluntly say it because it might turn into some kind of argument so it was easy to tease and joke about but maybe she did force the hand too much. Taking his hands he pulled her to her feet. “I know maybe we should just be more discreet about it and leave it for the bedroom from now on.” It wasn’t something she wanted she loved being expressive in their passion for each other but the mix of being called out on the internet for missing that she was wearing her own ring and then talking about video taping themselves had put her in a vulnerable state and she felt herself pulling back a little. “If jack is cooking we should probably help him I really don’t want our house burned down tonight. My parents aren’t expecting to host that many people and dogs.” She gave a small smile.

Alex: "They don’t mean it as anything but joke. You know Rian has this whole thing about groaning at us but when he’s with Sav, he literally never leaves her side. And Jack… I mean you don’t know him with a girlfriend, but he gets very, /very/ attached,” he tried to explain to calm her worries. When he had her up on her feet he almost scoffed out at her comment. “No we shouldn’t. They can say whatever they want but when I want to be close to you, I will be, alright? And you shouldn’t think you have to hold back on things you wanna do just because of something stupid Jack or Rian said.” He let go of her hands so he could up her face instead and pull her in for a soft, gentle kiss. “And where’s the fun in leaving it all to the bedroom anyway?” he added between a few kisses, chuckling lightly against her lips. “Don’t worry about Jack. I figured we could just settle for sandwiches, so Rian’s in charge of the knives while Jack just washes the vegetables. I figured a pasta salad would be something you like that can go well with the sandwiches, so the Jack’s forbidden to come near the stove right now.”

Sophie: She knew he was right but when she felt vulnerable her head went right back to that place. It didn’t happen nearly as often as it did years ago where it happened all the time or anytime they had sex or tried something new. “I know. I just I don’t know… I feel weird right now but I’ll get over it.” And she would and she would have witty retorts for them like she typically did. Nodding her head she leaned into him resting her head back against his chest. “I love you.” She murmured he always knew how to be sound when she needed that. When her mind went too far off the deep end. “Mmm good sandwiches and pasta salad sound like the perfect lunch.” She murmured pressing her lips a little more into his a little less timid finally.

Alex: “I don’t want you feeling weird. I promise you’d know if they were actually serious about something,” he murmured, and when she leaned into him, he held her close for a moment. He knew she could get in her own head about things, much like he often did, though it was different things for either of them. Still, he understood how hard it was to get out of that off feeling once you were kind of stuck in there. “I love you, Soph. I also don’t want you to take that ring of just because people are stupid and keep talking,” he murmured, a soft chuckle leaving his lips. “And it’s the perfect food to hand over to the boys to prepare. Though I think I may have to go check on the pasta in a few,” he murmured between kisses before he felt Sophie’s lips pressing a little more against his and he smiled as he leaned in more, returning the gentle force she kissed him with, happy to have her not holding back or pulling back from him anymore.

Sophie: “I know and I’ll be okay I just was a mix of frustrated and then embarrassed and overwhelmed” which made it so much easier for her head to go to that place. When he said he didn’t want her to take her ring off she smiled, “I don’t want to take it off, just because I don’t want to make some big public announcement now or like right this second doesn’t mean I don’t want to wear it and let the world continue to speculate.” She said because she loved Alex. Feeling him return the kiss and press back into her She hummed against his mouth as she wrapped her arms around him feeling safer in the moment close to him before pulling back. “Guess I should let you go check on lunch.”

Alex: “I told them we’re not gonna do any big announcements right now. I think they understood I don��t want them to go out and answer questions about us either,” he said. It really hadn’t often been a topic that needed to be talked about. The boys knew and understood where they wanted to keep their privacy, whether it was their relationship or their kids. Alex smiled as he felt Sophie’s arms wrap around him and he happily enjoyed this moment, so similar, yet less handsy than what they were interrupted with earlier. “You care for the pasta salad too much to not let me go back,” he chuckled softly, but he did lean in for another peck on her lips before stepping back and then heading back downstairs to the kitchen to see how Rian and Jack were doing and continuing to prepare the pasta.

Sophie: “When the time is right we will say something or announce something but just because they saw a ring doesn’t mean they have a right to that information just because they figured it out.” She knew he felt the same way and that either interviews for any of them would be prepped to make sure no questions came up regarding their relationship or none would be given. She was relaxing bit by bit before he said about the pasta salad. “Well it is pasta and if it got ruined it would just make this day horrible.” She said and it had almost been disaster already. “You owe me for earlier by the way. Think we should convince the boys to go out to dinner and mum and dad to take the kids tonight.” She said before letting him leave.

Alex: “Don’t want the day to take a terrible, terrible turn,” he laughed softly. When she suggested the boys go out and her parents take the kids, he raised his brows. “I make out with you once and you already want me all night?” he teased. He forced himself to pull away and head downstairs, knowing he really didn’t want to mess up the pasta. Nobody seemed hurt when he got into the kitchen, though he almost fell over one of the dogs that were sitting around Jack, apparently having realized he kept dropping food. “Dude, you’re supposed to wash it, not spread it on the floor,” Alex laughed as he walked up to the stove and checked on the pasta. He told the boys what to do and soon they were ready to actually prepare the sandwiches, and the pasta salad was just about done. “You know if Zack and Annie are gonna be here for lunch soon?”

Sophie: “You say that as if I haven’t said that before or you haven’t wanted me all night before.” Rolling her eyes though she knew he was teasing. After a little bit she headed downstairs and met the boys in the kitchen hearing the tail end of their sentence. “Annie texted me they’ll be back in a bit but they aren’t staying for dinner Zack planned a date night for them and then they’re driving out to a little air B&B for the night together.” She said. “And guess who just got some early release passes for the new fast and the furious movie.” They were doing early viewing and my publicist got some tickets what do you think about going. I can’t go with the kids but I know rian and jack could at least go.” She offered and she was sure Alex knew what she was doing. “It’s in the heart of London though so you wouldn’t make it back home tonight so only if you’re okay with a hotel unless you want to watch the babies and Alex and I will go.” Though she knew there was no way Jack would want to turn down seeing a movie before anyone else

Alex: Jack’s ears immediately perked up when Sophie mention early release tickets to see a movie. Alex raised his brows, but he knew what Sophie was doing, and mind you she was doing it so well. “I say they can babysit and we get a night out,” Alex said with a smirk, knowing damn well it would trigger Jack to just want to go more. “Oh no I’ll go! I’ll take the tickets!” The man said, much like Alex had predicted. “How many tickets do you have? Do we have to bring Rian?” Alex laughed. “Even if it’s just two tickets, you take Rian, I stay home and help with the kids,” he said quickly before Rian could so much as say anything.

Sophie: Jack was on board immediately, while rian was always going to be a harder sale because he was so damn picky with movies. She was sure he was going to offer to let Alex go but that would be weird to leave rian and Sophie home with the kids. “But fast and the furious?” He asked. “I mean I’ll be able to get tickets to the upcoming marvel release but that’s not for a few more weeks… and I was gonna go with Alex with that.” She said and that she had really wanted to do. “Look what if I get you both a swaggy hotel room and even pay for your dinner our wherever you want to go rian.” She offered figuring the deal had to be sweet enough for both of them.

Alex: "It's gonna be such a great movie, Ri!" Jack said, already super excited to be able to see it early. "You sure you're gonna want to miss this?" he then asked Alex who just shrugged his shoulders. "I can't just leave Sophie with the kids and Rian.” The drummer huffed at that but the prospect of a fancy hotel room and dinner out in London seemed to seal the deal. “Wait, he gets to go see the Marvel movie and I just get Fast and Furious?” Jack chimed in, causing Alex to grin and then laugh. Instead of arguing with that, he just moved about the kitchen to finish the pasta salad and then glanced around. “Anyone as hungry as me? Because I think lunch is all ready..”

Sophie: It seemed like the hotel and dinner sealed it so she got her phone out and called her assistant to set up a hotel that she would normally stay at during press time and would just call whatever place they went to dinner to leave a tab. When jack got offended about marvel she rolled her eyes. “Perks of being engaged to the girl who played Jean Grey.” She pointed out. “You’re going to see the new vin diesel movie before anyone else be happy jack will you?” She said. “And make sure to dress nice I’m sure there will be press at the show before going in.” She said before putting out dishes for lunch.

Alex: He knew Jack would still find time and words to argue about seeing Marvel, but for now Rian and him agreed to go out and see the movie that night. Alex finished preparing lunch as Sophie set table and he started carrying over. Just when he meant to tell everyone to sit down, he caught movement on one of the baby monitors and chuckled softly as he looked at it to find Willa trying to climb out of her bed. “I swear she’s got a seventh sense for when there’s food anywhere. He brushed his hand against the small of Sophie’s back as he passed her and then hurried upstairs to get their oldest daughter before she could start whining about wanting out. “Are you hungry? How’d you know there’s food?” he chuckled softly as he picked her up and let her bury her face in his neck, rubbing her face against his shirt a bit as if she was trying to rub her eyes. Alex carried her downstairs with him.

Sophie: She was sure there’d be more protest later but she didn’t really care so far she had gotten Annie to get Zack out, had gotten the boys out, and her parents had happily agreed to pick up the kids whenever they texted them to come get them. All in all was a good plan she thought. When Willa was heard and Alex disappeared upstairs she waited and not long after Noah followed. “I think it’s a trait they all can tell when there is food.” While Noah was eating solid foods he was also nursing, needing more bonding time with Sophie as he adjusted to two siblings. Heading upstairs as Alex was coming down “Noah’s awake now they both know when it’s food time.” She chuckled as she tickled Willa’s sides before heading to grab the little boy.

Alex: Alex was busy talking to Willa so he didn’t hear Noah waking up but on the stairs he ran into Sophie who was on her way to get him. He shook his head amusedly. “They totally got that from you,” he teased, a grin spread on his lips as he brought Willa downstairs and got her settled at the table. She was awake more now and was already reaching forward, eager to get her hands on some of the food. So Alex put some pasta salad on a little plate for her and cut off a smaller piece of a sandwich she could eat, knowing the more she’d have in front of her, the more of a mess she was most likely going to make.

Sophie: “Speak for yourself you eat just as much it could easily be from you.” She said back chuckling as she went and got the little boy who was now awake. Getting him all cleaned up and changed she then came downstairs and settled him into his high chair and gave him some pasta salad wanting to keep him on things that were easy to chew for the little boy before settling down and making her own plate. “What are you doing rian?” Who was attached to his phone. “Looking for the best spot to eat in London.” He muttered before shaking her head. “You realize you haven’t even had lunch yet.”

Alex: "There's lunch right in front of you, Ri,” Alex added as he put the plate in front of Willa and watched her pick up a piece of pasta. “You should really be using your fork,” he murmured, picking the kiddie fork up to pick up a piece of pasta and hold it out for Willa to take. “Here, like this.” When he had her at least trying, though it was more picking up pieces with her fingers and placing them on the fork to then bring that to her mouth, Alex filled his own plate. “Just put the phone down and have lunch, Rian,” he laughed as he spotted the drummer still busy on his phone. “We’re all starving, if you don’t eat now you may not get anything at all.”

Sophie: Finally he gave in and put his phone down. “If you two are paying im making sure it’s a place that’s gonna be amazing.” He said and she rolled her eyes. “Tust me you’ll find a place there’s a lot of delicious places in London.” She knew that was true and it wasn’t like she was gonna scam him out of dinner. Alex was attempting to show Willa more of her fork and she was more putting the food on the fork with her hand and then attempting to eat it but it was a start while Noah just used his hands stuffing into his face and Sophie started eating. Before long she was done and full and helped clean up the kids. “Alex why don’t you make sure they have something nice to wear for tonight especially jack please.”

Alex: "I'm not gonna wear any of Alex's clothes," Jack argued and Rian added, "I'm not gonna fit into any of Alex’s clothes.” Alex just rolled his eyes and chuckled. “We’ll find you something.” He helped Sophie clear the table and soon was of to dress the boys. Zack and Annie showed up eventually and they all spent some time hanging out before Rian and Jack were off to London and Annie and Zack were getting ready to go out as well. Alex found himself sitting on the ground in the living room, watching as Willa ran around with a sudden burst of energy and Noah babbled to Percy as if he was having a serious conversation with the dog.

Sophie: “I never said you had to wear alexs clothes just have something nice to wear for both of you.” She was sure there’d be a small carpet and if they’d be in attendance under Sophie’s name they would need to at least look nice. Once they were all on their way she was curled up on the couch with Avery in her arms cooing away. “We just have to text mum and dad when we are ready for them to come get the kids and then we have the whole night to ourselves thanks to yours truly. Being an actress does come in handy.” She grinned as she watched the kids doing their own thing to keep busy.

Alex: Alex fell back against the floor, allowing himself to rest back against the carpet for a moment. At Sophie’s words, he turned his head to be able to glance towards her. “We’re going to have to pick them back up early tomorrow morning though. We’re totally lying to Rian and Jack about staying here because of the kids and I am not going to put you through their comments if they come back here and we don’t have the kids,” he chuckled, reaching for one of the kids stuffed animals that was laying on the ground and throwing it up into the air and catch it again, repeating a few times. “Wanna text them once Zack and Annie have left? Zack said they were just getting ready so they are probably headed out soon.”

Sophie: “I doubt they’ll be back super early in the morning between the movie release dinner and drinks.” She knew them well enough or jack well enough to know that he wouldn’t be up bright and early and then it’d take some time for them to get back. “And we could have said my parents came over early that morning to get them for the day.” Shaking her head. “Works for me.” Even if she knew Zack and Annie wouldn’t mind they obviously understood needing time to themselves as any couple did. “Are you excited to have tonight alone because I was thinking?” She raised her brows and wiggled her phone to give an idea to what she was talking about

Alex: “Or, we sleep until we’re ready to face the day, hoping they won’t suddenly show up early and head out to pick the kids from your parents. We can bring a late breakfast or lunch out to them as a thank you for taking the kids?” Alex pushed himself up on his elbows and then sat up more, reaching out to catch Willa as she came running past him, causing her to laugh and giggle as she slumped into his arms. “Where’s all this energy coming from, huh?” he chuckled and tickled her before letting her go again and standing up to walk over to the couch, taking Sophie’s phone from her hand to place it on the coffee table and lean over her to peck her lips. “I think we’re gonna have a whole lot of undisturbed fun,” he grinned.

Sophie: “When would Jack in any world after a soft premiere and free drinks.” Since she was paying after all. “But taking them to breakfast or lunch sounds nice.” And she knew that her parents would appreciate it. “She had a nice long nap let her run around or my parents will need to let her run around like a crazy person.” She laughed. “Oh yes a lot of fun I think.” She murmured. “Maybe.” She grinned innocently as she shifted Avery.

Alex: “Let’s plan on something like that then. We see when we’re up and then go from there. But taking them out might be nice.” Not for dinner or anything, but breakfast or lunch would be a nice way to thank them, right? And it’d mean they wouldn’t have to cook any food until it was dinner time. He let Willa go again and chuckled. “I am letting her run. She just came right at me.” He moved towards the couch and leaned over her for the kiss, then chuckled softly. “Maybe? Don’t say things like that if you don’t mean it,” he chuckled and then stood up straighter again, stretching a bit before turning to look after Willa and Noah, a smile spreading on his lips.

Sophie: “They’ll love it honestly.” She said because they would. They loved Alex and they loved seeing her so happy. Which she knew that she really was. “She’s just being a wild girl.” She teased which she did have a crazy energy sometimes. Like any almost three year old. “Mmh and what are you going to do about it?” She asked raising her brow grinning as he pecked her lips. A little while later Zack and Annie headed off and Sophie texted her parents. “They’ll be here in about 20 minutes.”

Alex: After so unplannedly asking Sophie to marry her, there had been a moment where Alex was terrified about not talking to Sophie’s dad first, so when they told her parents he was a little nervous. Thankfully, they were just happy for them, much like Sophie had told him. When she asked him what he was going to do about it, he shrugged. “Nothing right now, you’re very much holding our baby still,” he chuckled. It didn’t take much longer for Annie and Zack to head out and Sophie texted her parents to ask them to pick up the kids. “Alright, let’s get these little rugrats ready. We gotta pack up a few things.” He moved over to motivate Noah to get up and the little boy held out his arms so Alex picked him up which resulted in Willa running straight for his legs and wrapping her tiny self around his leg. “You’re gonna be staying with grandma and grandpa tonight. Do you wanna bring a toy? Each of you gets to bring one. We gotta get you all packed up so you can have a sleepover.”

Sophie: “See knew you wouldn’t do anything.” She stuck her tongue out not realizing Willa noticed and immediately followed suit and stuck out her tongue at Alex too. “Oh no we don’t do that.” She burst out laughing as she shifted Avery to get up so they could start getting ready and Willa ran straight for alexs legs. “You may want to let her bring two toys or she may stick her tongue out at you again.” She grinned playfully at him.

Alex: Alex looked down at Willa as she wrapped herself around his leg and he laughed softly. “We’re not gonna be able to get you packed this way. And you are so not allowed to stick your tongue out at me. We don’t do that, princess.” Noah was gripping at him while he held him up and Alex started to walk, his one leg straightened so he could move Willa with him the way she hold onto him and he chuckled softly. “Yeah we’re not getting upstairs this way.”

Sophie: “Just pick her up Alex she’s literally no weight.” She said when he said they couldn’t get upstairs this way. Watching Willa lean her head back she saw her stick her tongue out and she had to try not to laugh. “No Willa that’s not nice.” She said shaking her head. “We don’t do that to daddy. Come on we’re gonna go see Grammy.” She murmured taking her hand with Avery in her other arm.

Alex: "And when I have both on my arms then what if they start to fight?" he chuckled softly, looking down to see Willa sticking her tongue out at him. “Hey, we don’t do that.” Sophie came to take Willa’s hand and take her upstairs too. They packed little bags for them and Alex let them each pick a toy, or rather two to bring along and by the time they were ready Sophie’s parents arrived to pick them up.

Sophie: “Noah and Willa will be fine it’s Avery that would be in more danger.” She states rolling her eyes. Once things were packed she helped change them into cute little outfits just in time for them to be picked up by their grandparents helping them into the car with their little bags and kissing them goodbye before watching them leave and heading back into the house.

Alex: Just they were done packing little bags and changing them into cute outfits, Sophie's parents showed up. Talk about perfect timing. They helped settle the kids in the car and said their goodbyes before hurrying back into the house. "It's fucking cold outside. Who's idea was it to spend winter time here?" Though he was very aware that in Baltimore they'd be dealing with snow now, not the constant drizzle and rain that was coming down here.

Sophie: "Uh well you when you decide to schedule UK tours in the late winter to early spring." she said glancing over at him. "and it's not like it's not freezing cold in Baltimore actually it is probably more cold there than it is here." she pointed out as they headed into the house and she closed the door. "Finally house to ourselves, peace and quiet for a few hours."

Alex: "Don't say that. We'd not be so cold there," he argued without really having a point because he knew she was right. Once the door was closed behind them, Alex shook his head to get the few drops of rain out and then looked at Sophie. "Few hours? I thought you said I'd get you all night?"

Sophie: “I mean you do get me all night but in the end those hours are going to fly by so it’s gonna seem like jsut a few hours.” She laughed. Which she knew was right but she’d enjoy them all the same. “But hey i managed to get us a night alone last minute you should be impressed.”

Alex: "Shh, don't say that. Let's just enjoy." Alex chuckled. He decided not to glance at the time, because he didn't want to worry about how much time they actually got. "I am impressed. Though it almost didn't work with Rian being stubborn and picky," he teased a grin spread across his lips. He licked his lower lip and glanced towards the kitchen. "Care to share a glass of wine with me?"

Sophie: "I fully plan to enjoy it babe." she said grinning over at the man, "I was just stating the obvious." Chuckling softly at him, "Rian would have ended up going just so Jack wouldn't keep bugging him." Which was true, just to keep him quiet. "How about you go open a bottle of wine and I'm going to go change into something more... comfortable." she said, "And then I'll meet you downstairs."

Alex: He was halfway to the kitchen when Sophie's comment caused him to turn, a brow arched. "Oh something more comfortable?" he asked, then chuckled softly. "Alright, but don't keep me waiting too long." He was off to the kitchen with that and found a bottle of wine to open. He put out two glasses and filled them, then waited for Sophie return.

Sophie: "Yes something more comfortable." she retorted, giving a short nod of her head. Heading upstairs she headed into the closet and put on a very strappy lingerie piece that hugged her body, hid little to nothing, but somehow still made her look incredibly sexy and then pulled on a little black silk night gown that clung to her body before padding back downstairs. Upon arrival back to the kitchen, "Did you find just the right wine for us to drink tonight?" she asked casually.

Alex: Alex was just putting the opened bottle of wine aside when he heard Sophie's voice. "I believe so, I don't know if you've tried this one before but-" he paused when he turned around to look at her. "Fucking hell. Oh.. You look, uh.. Wow you look.. Great." He licked his lipd as he scanned over body.

Sophie: She walked in casually not wanting to be overtly obvious other than what she was wearing. When he looked at her she felt her cheeks warm a slight pink the way he stared at her. Like he had never seen anyone so gorgeous in his life. "I just wanted to put something a little more comfortable on, thought this fits well." she said giving a smile.

Alex: He couldn't help but stare and he was glad he'd already out away the wine because there was no doubt he would've been too distracted to do so now. "Are you sure 'comfortable' is what you were going for?" he asked, clearing his throat a bit. Alex leaned back against the counter a bit and continued to take her in, eyes following her as she walked casually towards him.

Sophie: “Yeah it’s comfortable. Very flowy and easy to move in.” she said and it was, the lingerie underneath was far more scandalous than what the simple silk nightgown she was wearing. That was strapped around her leaving her bare between her legs but still hooking around her legs to hold the strappy body suit to her body. “So that wine you were talking about?” She raised a brow.

Alex: "Mmh," really was all he could reply to that, eyes lingering on her until she mentioned the wine and he cleared his throat and nodded. "Yeah, uh.. The wine." He turned, picking up the glasses and holding one out for Sophie, unable to stop his eyes from falling onto her again. "Cheers," he murmured lifting the glass so they could tap them together before he took a long, long sip of the wine.

Sophie: Taking her glass it was actually sweet to see him stumbling over his words. Sometimes it still surprised her how much he could still find her so attractive after three babies, they being exhausted and all the things. “Cheers baby.” She murmured tapping her glass against this softly before taking a sip of the wine while he took a much longer one. “So.. did you want to continue what we started in the kitchen earlier? We can just you know… make out.”

Alex: He was aware she could tell he was a little taken aback by her appearance, and he just loved every bit of it. How she'd been so guarded earlier, from worrying about being to sexual to now walking up to him so casually while wearing what she was wearing. A soft groan left his lips at her question and he opted to place his glass of wine on the counter beside him. "God yes I want to. But we can't go right back to that if you were serious about recording /tonight/," he murmured. He knew that once they started back up where they left off it wasn't going to happen that they'd actually pause anything to set up a camera.

Sophie: Did she worry about them being too sexual, yes. Was she attempting to push that away with his words earlier and enjoy what they wanted. Also yes. Pushing herself out of that awkward weirdness in her head was the only way to move past it. Including putting on a very sexy outfit for him. He had a point, if they started they weren’t going to stop. “Sooo… where did you want to you know… record us in this house?” She asked curiously.

Alex: Alex let out a soft breath to let go of the urge to just pull her into him and kiss her. He was very tempted. But the thought of recording them, of having something to look back at was so hot and intriguing, he didn't want to just push that away and not make it happen. "We can start right here, baby," he murmured and, picking up his glass of wine, he took another long sip before he pushed himself off the counter and moved to find a camera and a way to set it up so it showed Sophie and where she was by the counter. Alex checked the screen to make sure Sophie could be sind and a smirk spread on his lips as he moved to her again, deciding to stand right in front of her. "Hi," he murmured.

Sophie: She knew he was probably more internally struggling between wanting to kiss and have his way with her or following through on something they really wanted to do. “Right here? In the kitchen huh? That hungry?” She teased as she took a longer sip from the wine as he set up a camera where theyd both be visible. “Hi baby” she murmured her hand reaching out and running up his chest agaisnt his shirt. “You sure about this? You’re really okay with this… you’re comfortable I mean. “With me being naked on video and having you taking care of me in many ways?”

Alex: A grin curled onto his lips. "Don't tell me you're not just as eager," he teased slightly as he looked back over his shoulder at her. It took him a frustratingly long moment to set the camera up but then he had it recording and he moved to where Sophie was, eyes locking on her the moment he stepped in front of her, his breathing already a little bit off at the excitement of this. "I'm very okay with being able to see you... Pretend to feel you when I can't physically be with you," he murmured. "So yes. Just for you and me, I can be comfortable with having you naked on video," he said and chuckled softly, slowly backing her up a few steps until she reached the counter with her back and he hummed softly.

Sophie: “I mean..” she was dressed in a highly suggestive nightgown with more underneath he could figure that out for himself that she was eager. When he came over to her she noticed his already slightly faster breathing. “Just for your eyes okay?” It wasn’t like he’d ever be willing to allow someone to see Sophie’s naked body let alone Sophie losing it during sex together. She also knew there’d be times she couldn’t be with alex and this would help with his own alone times. He backed her up slowly till she reached the counter. “Then I think we should get as much video for you to enjoy when we can’t be together.” She said with a soft husk to her voice. Her fingers pulling down the straps of her night gown and letting it drop to the floor to allow the even more over the top lingerie show on her body.

Alex: "Mine, and yours,“ he corrected her, a grin still curled on his lips. He wanted to enjoy just as much. This was for them after all and it would come in handy when they were separated. Once he had Sophie back against the counter, she reached up to slip the straps of her nightgown over her shoulders, letting the fabric drop to the floor, the soft material pooling around their feet and Alex’s eyes wandered over her choice of lingerie, an outfit he had not expected her to be wearing, nor could recall seeing her in before either. He sucked in a breath and let out a soft, quiet groan he wasn’t sure could be heard on the video, and his hands moved to her waist, wrapping around it and down over her bum. He let them rest there momentarily, squeezing lightly before picking her up and sitting her up on the counter. “You look so gorgeous,” he murmured. “So hot,” he added and let his hands wander over her body.

Sophie: “Mine and yours.” Alex was right, he had said this was for them both of them. Honestly it was better than the alternative of him watching porn to get himself off. Not that she would stop him there was nothing wrong with that if he was away and needed something. This would just be more personal for them. She watched as his eyes literally hazed over once she dropped the night gown to leave the very exposed lingerie around her pale creamy skin. A soft squeal left her lips when he squeezed her bum and was lifted up onto the counter. Not wanting to focus on the camera. Hands already exploring the expanse of skin. “I bought this a long time ago. I know it’s more out there than the normal stuff I wear.” It definitely was given he could take her and there was no need to remove any fabric between her legs. “You know if we’re gonna be making our own homemade videos for you to go away with I kind of need to know what stuff turns you on the most when you watch.” She hummed pulling him forward. “I want you to have enough material you don’t have to search around online.” She admitted.

Alex: His eyes scanned over her again and he groaned as he picked her up to sit her on the counter. “How long ago?” he asked, biting down on his lower lip. “How come you’ve never let me see it before?” His hands wandered, caressing over her barely clothed skin, exploring, gripping here and there. “If I can just see you.. hear you.. I’m so not gonna have to do any kind of searching online, “he chuckled softly as she pulled him in and he easily stood between her legs, still fully clothed while she was so beautifully exposed to him in a new, sexy kind of way. He leaned in to capture her lips in a kiss and he pulled her closer towards the edge of the counter so he could press his body into hers.

Sophie: “I don’t know when I was pregnant with Avery for when my body would be able to fit in it again. I’m just glad it fit.” If she was honestly given she had had three babies back to back. “I was waiting for the right time and you never usually care about lingerie but I feel like this is the right time to be able to wear something like this.” She admitted. “Yeah? Well I just want to make sure you have enough regardless. Just don’t listen to it too loud I don’t need you explaining that’s me they’re hearing.” She teased. He moved her legs apart which just exposed more of her to him. Honestly she was completely exposed other than the straps that covered parts of her skin but hid nothing of the important things. Feeling him pull her closer her hands bunched into his shirt curling it up some as her mouth glided with his her body angled more towards the camera to see her mostly naked body as she slowly dragged his shirt up.

Alex: “It fits perfectly,” he murmured, dipping his finger under one of the straps and lifting it slightly before letting go again. “It’s gonna be great having this whole conversation on video too,” he grinned amusedly at her before finally leaving in, his hands wandering, exploring as they kissed and he tucked her closer to the edge of the counter, moaning softly against her lips. He felt her dragging his shirt up and he only broke the kiss so she could take it off of him, tossing it aside since neither of them cared where their clothes would be. “Don’t shy away from being loud. I love hearing you,” he murmured, before he let his hand wander more, between her legs , the part that was so very obviously not covered by any kind of fabric.

Sophie: There was a short laugh about the conversation. “Consider it foreplay babe.” She teased, “like any porn I would assume you have to work up to the good stuff you don’t just to get to jump in and have me.” She rolled her eyes. Their mouths were on each other and she could feel him moan into her mouth. Once his shirt was removed and tossed somewhere behind him her hands traced down his chest and over his abdomen. His words saying not to hold back vocally. “Mm good thing we have the house to ourselves.” She murmured as she felt his hand slide between her legs. Shifting she let her legs spread wider for him his fingers teasing at her as she moaned out his name her head tipping back pressing her cupped breasts in the lingerie out more to be easily visible.

Alex: “Oh I absolutely understand the concept of foreplay,” he said with a smirk. He broke the kiss only so she could pull the shirt off of him and toss it away, leaving him shirtless as he leaned into her again and he felt her hands on his skin, tracing down his chest. “Thought that was the plan for this. To actually have the house to ourselves. I love when you don’t hold back,” he husked out, capturing her lips in a brief kiss again, his hand sliding between her legs and he felt her spreading her legs wider to give him more room. His fingers found her core and he brushed them up through wet lips, eager to tease, to know how much she wanted him. When Sophie tipped her head back and pressed her breasts out he couldn’t help but lean forward to start peppering kisses on her skin.

Sophie: “Well then you get sex and foreplay don’t complain.” She teased grinning at him. “It’s nice to not have to hold back but you know.” She slipped down and tugged him in by his waistband. “You don’t have to hold back either I like hearing you too baby.” She murmured though she knew that wasn’t as much an Alex thing to be super vocal. Fingers brushed her core to find her wet. A loud moan of his name fell from her lips as his mouth started peppering kisses against her skin before she fell back against the cold counter leaving her exposed and bare to him to watch and touch however he liked. Her hands came up caressing her own breasts, stroking her nipples till they hardened as her hips rolled into his hand.

Alex: “I’m so not complaining at all,” he chuckled amusedly. Alex arched a brow when Sophie pulled him in by his waistband and he licked his lips. “Oh, you wanna hear me too?” he questioned, as if she hadn’t been clear, which she had for sure. He brushed his fingers between her legs, caressing against the wetness before leaning in to press kisses to Sophie’s skin. That didn’t last very long because she fell back against the counter and he groaned at the view the way she was laying in front of him now, offering easier access to her and starting to play with her own breasts. “Fuck, Sophie,” he breathed out. He rubbed his fingers against her clit before sliding down a bit, and enough to be able to slide a finger into her, wanting to tease her, maybe get her off with just his hands.

Sophie: “I mean I want to hear you, see you.” She grinned quoting him. Because it was the same thing if she was watching when they were apart she was going to be more focused on Alex. Her hands continued to squeeze at her breast. Tugging at the hardened nipple between her fingers biting down at her lowe lip. “Yessss” it was drawn out when he started rubbing her clit, bucking her hips before feeling it shift and slide into her. She knew for this video to work a lot of it would be him making her come multiple times and less him coming multiple times so she knew the more ways he played with her the longer their video would be for him.

Alex: He always loved watching her and he knew with how he set the camera up, she should be well seen on the video, and the way she was tugging at her own nipples and squeezing her breasts, he had to admit it was a very hot view. He eyed her, taking her in as he shifted his hand to start pumping his finger into her and a grin spread on his lips as he felt her bucking her hips into him. "Mmh, you're so fucking hot, baby."

Sophie: She was sure that however he had the camera positioned it would be more on her for his interest but she didn’t mind. She wanted him to enjoy these videos. Her hands continued to move and tease at her breasts as his finger slipped easily in and out of her. “Oh fuck Alex.” She groaned out eyes fluttering closed.

Alex: He was aware that it was mostly Sophie to be seen, but he also could easily be made out and he loved the way she reacted to him. His fingers pumped a little quicker, then slowed to tease before adding another one and he leaned over her a bit to kiss her neck, her jawline, her skin.

Sophie: “Fuckkkkkk.” She groaned out her one hand dropping to the counter and slamming agaisnt it and holding on as a second finger was added in and pumped easily in and out of her with vigor. When he bent over to let his mouth reach what it could touch she gasped. “Yes!” She said as his mouth covered the skin.

Alex: He smirked against her skin, nibbling and kissing her skin as he made sure to pump his fingers in and out of her. "Soph.. Baby," he murmured near her ear before pulling back to stand up straighter and using his free hant to even spread her legs a little further so he had more access.

Sophie: His fingers slid in and out of her wetness that only continued to grow the more he expertly moved his fingers against her walls caressing before she watched him stand and push her legs further apart knowing the camera would be able to have full access to what his hand looked like moving against her core. Her body arched as she called out his name. “Yes! Oh god you feel so good faster Alex.” She panted

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Minimal Loss - Maximal Stress

(A/N): This was requested by an anon and plays in the intern universe. It’s based on 4x3 “Mininal Loss”. I didn’t follow the exact plot, but the quint essence is there (you’ll see what I mean). I hope you enjoy it.

Summary: An intern goes along on a seemingly undangerous case with Emily and Spencer on a ranch under the lead of Benjamin Cyrus. What could go possibly wrong (well, everything ig)?

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, guns, vomit, swear words, ususal Criminal Mind stuff

Wordcount: 2.9k

✨Masterlist✨ ________________________________

“Do you guys really think it’s a good idea to bring a child to an interview about child abuse?” Agent Lunde asks skeptically while steering the car towards the ranch, where the allegions originated from.

“(Y/N) is our intern and we thought she has to make some experience in the field and since this is the most peaceful case you can find within the BAU, it’s her opportunity”, Emily defends the team’s decision.

“Also, she is nearly the same age as the girls, so it’s easier for them to open up to her and she is incredibly bright, meaning she can help us deducing a profile”, Spencer adds. The teenager doesn’t acknowledge anything they say, too engrossed in listening to One Direction over her bluetooth earbuds.

Soon the quartet arrives at the Saptarian ranch. “I’m looking for Benjamin Cyrus.” “You found him”, answers the man, who sits in front of a chapel.

“He really is nicely placed. I feel like I looked like this in my math classes. I was like beautiful decoration, but had no use”, (Y/N) whispers to Emily. She in turn has a look of confusion on her face. “You aced math, you graduated with an A+ in it.” “Just because I have good grades doesn’t mean I’m not stupid. I mean, I’m educated, but stoopid.”

A little later she sits across from a blonde girl named Jessica, asking her questions about the 911 call. Her mother continuously steps into that conversation.

“Jessica, can you tell me, if anyone here were ever touched inappropriately?” “Is this really necessary? You are a child yourself, shouldn’t ask one of the other agents the questions?” Slowly the teenager’s patience is wearing down and Spencer can definitely see that from five meters away.

“Ma’am, with all due respect, but I’m perfectly capable of conducting this interview, if you stop interrupting me. I may be young, which doesn’t stand in my way of being an intern for CPS and still knowing my way around, so please step to me colleagues or something and let me do my job.” Hesitantly the mother gives the two girls their space.

As soon as she is out of earshot, Jessica begins to explain. “Nobody is touched in a way they shouldn’t be touched. Or is it wrong for a wife to share a bed with her husband.”

(Y/N) remembers Emily telling her to not judge anything anyone of the girls will say. But damn it, this girl is really hard not to judge.

“Wait wait wait. Let me get this straight: You are simping for that walking quote machine?” Okay, maybe she is judging. But just a little bit.

“If simping means deeply in love then yes, I am simping for Benjamin Cyrus, my husband.” At this point the other three agents get closer again. “Jessica, the state of Colorado demands parental consent. You aren’t married to him unles-'' The black haired woman cuts the young doctor off. “She did give consent.”

(Y/N) can barely contain the unsurprised “surprised” gasp leaving her mouth. But it would have been cut short nonetheless, since sudden gunfire erupted outside the school building.

Fairly quickly everybody is evacuated through the tunnels. As Cyrus tells the cult members to trust in god, the teenager turns to the agents. “This much to it’s safe for me here. Didn’t anybody check for weapons or something?” Flabbergasted because of the whole situation Spencer answers. “Yes, Garcia checked with the authorities and nothing was suspicious.”

Suddenly Lunde takes all the courage she has (maybe because a teenager she brought into this is in immediate danger like all the other kids) and goes up with the cult leader to speak to the shooting law enforcement officers. Shortly after the other three get the message of her death.

But they don’t have any time to think about her, since they all are shoved into the chapel.

While Cyrus holds a speech about trust in god in dangerous and trying times like this the BAU in Quantico learns about the shooting through the tv news report.

“HOTCH”, Morgan yells up to the Unit Chief’s office, probably giving everybody else a heart attack. Alarmed Aaron storms out into the bullpen followed by Rossi, who is attracted by the tumult. “Aren’t Prentiss and Reid on that ranch?” Derek asks, his eyebrows furrowing in worry.

Squinting at the screen, horror etches on the other agent’s face. “(Y/N) is also there”, he says, realizing that they sent a minor with zero field experience into a lava hot situation.

Suddenly the whole bullpen’s phones ring, which results in Hotch barking his first commands.

After a nightflight to Colorado the team sets up at the crime scene.

“Dave, I was appointed to determine the primary negotiator”, Aaron tells him after he pulls him to the side. “It makes sense. I trained most of the people here, if you want me I can give you a few recommendations.” But the Unit Chief shakes his head. “No, I want you to be the negotiator in this.”

Now it’s Rossi’s turn to shake his head. “Aaron, I can’t do it, I’m too emotionally involved.” “So are all of us and why should I take the student if I can have the teacher?” The older one sighs in resignation and accepts the offer. They don’t have the team nor reccourses for any mistakes in this.

As he goes to prepare for his task at hand, Hotch hears a man complaining loudly. “I demand to talk to know why I wasn't told that the FBI was sending undercover agents into the Saptarian ranch?” “The only thing you are in position to demand is a lawyer”, he says while stepping closer to the scene.

“Who the hell are you?” The man spits out into his direction. “I’m Aaron Hotchner, Unit Chief. I’m the guy who is gonna tell the Attorney General of the United States whether to charge you with obstructing a federal investigation or negligent homicide.” “You can’t talk to me like that”.

Upon closing the little bit of space between both of them, Aaron stares him down. “Get off my crime scene.” Just a few seconds of the intense and pissed Hotch Stare are enough to chase that man down to his car and go on his way to Coward Island.

Meanwhile the first contact is made, Emily and Spencer tell (Y/N) in hushed voices what the situation means. “There are three groups here. The leader, in this case Cyrus. The hard die hard believers, the goons of him, and the followers”, Spencer explains.

“In a case like this we go for minimal loss. We try to get as many of the followers out as possible, because the rest won’t give up as long as they can breathe. At first we go with one or two people, children mostly, then with smaller groups and in the end we get out as many of these people we can. Soon, there will be the first supply delivery from our team, but it’s gonna be bugged, which means we know they are listening. Understood?” Emily adds.

Aside from the knowledge that there is a great possibility that they won’t come out alive of this one, (Y/N) is pretty calm. “Honestly, it’s pretty extra here. I mean I can’t even, look at the walls and the whole pseudo decoration. Why would anybody choose this willingly? But yeah, I understand.” Seeing that these phrases are a kind of a coping mechanism, the two agents aren’t too concerned about her right now. I mean, of course they are pretty much on edge because they all are in a hostage situation, but since the teenager doesn’t seem to be on the verge of a breakdown she has to be fine.

“Is there anything you want to know?” The black haired woman asks, stroking the younger one’s hair out of her face. “No, not right now. This is anything but basic, but I’ll hit you up if something shoots into my mind.”

When Rossi comes in to hand make the first delivery, he looks beyond worried. It seems like he got years older in the span of the last 24 hours. As he glances through the rows of people, he subtly acknowledges their presence and well being.

“How do we know this will be nothing like Waco?” (Y/N) asks out of the blue as all the members get a cup of wine. Surprised Emily turns towards her. “You know about Waco?” “Duh? I told you, I’m educated. So, how do we kno-” “And together we drank the poison.” “Oh well, I guess we do now. It’s nearly iconic how bad his acting is.” Now both of the agents look confused at her.

“What? Didn’t I tell you that I was a theater kid? Also, his goons are writing the reactions down, so it’s just a test to know who to separate from the group and who not.” Even in a situation like this a girl in a red and black flannel over a white graphic tee - it is a Doctor Who Tardis - astounds them.

Not long after this, the three of them are shoved into a small room, which looks sort of like an office.

“Which one of you is it?” Cyrus asks. Confused Prentiss, Reid and the intern look at him. When nobody speaks up he pulls out his gun. “One of you is an FBI agent. So who is it?”

In the short silence he points his weapon at (Y/N). “Oof. Dude, what the fu-” “She is a child. The FBI doesn’t recruit children. But she is a good leverage. So, if neither of you reveals their identity, I will blow her brain out.” This is the final point for the teenager to slowly freak out.

“It’s me. I’m the FBI agent”, Emily confesses. Seeing the young girl with panic in her eyes sets something off in her. Roughly she is taken away by two big guys.

“No no no! This can’t be right. Nobody of us is from the feds. It’s not her, you stupid piece of boom-” With a swift motion of his gun Cyrus knocks her out.

“Damn, this is an annoying one. I don’t know how you can even take her seriously.”

(Y/N) wakes up half an hour later in the chapel draped over two stools with her head in Spencer’s lap. He strokes her hair while his mind is running non stop looking for a solution to this situation. A groan tells him that she is awake.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” The young doctor asks in a soft voice. “If good means your head feels like it’s dancing samba without me, then I’m good.”

He smiles. “We are going to get out here, soon. I convinced Cyrus that we are on his side. He also won’t hurt Emily any further. I saw her earlier, he held a speech. She is fine, just a bit roughen up.”

To lie to the girl like that feels wrong to Reid, but he can see signs of a concussion by her behavior and doesn’t want to worry her more than she already is.

Three o’clock rolls closer and closer, which makes both of them more nervous. Because of the lack of communication they don’t know the tactic the team will use to come in. They can only hope that they all come out alive and in one piece.

Since they are in the chapel, their attention is solely on the cult leader. They don’t even notice all the women and children leaving. As (Y/N) and Spencer spot Cyrus with the remote for detonating the explosives, she mumbles “Let’s get this bread”.

When the leader sees Spencer trying to convince one of the die hard believers that he has a choice to change his mind, he punches the young doctor so hard in the gut that even (Y/N), whose vision is slightly blurred, feels the pain he endures.

“Hey Cyrus”, she calls out, “TBH I think all the shit you are doing here didn’t pass my vibe check. Also, the whole system is pretty whack.”

“You are a child, you don’t know anything. If god doesn’t want me to do any of this, he would stop me.” As Cyrus cocks his gun towards Spencer, Derek runs in and shoots him in the chest twice.

(Y/N) crosses her arms over her chest, says “Ok, Boomer” and rolls her eyes.

“Are you ok, princess?” Morgan asks, going over to her and examining the wound on the side of her head. “Never felt better now that there are two Derek Morgans to protect me.” Concerned he goes to say something else, but is cut short by Spencer shouting “RUN!”.

A look behind them shows Jessica short circuiting upon her husband’s death and grabbing the remote.

When the explosion erupts, Emily looks terrified at the remains of the chapel.

“Morgan! Reid! (Y/N)!” She shouts, followed by the other members and their calls after the three. A certain fear captures every single one of them. If only one of them is- No. Nobody can go through this thought. They are going to be fine. They are alive and-

“Thank god”, JJ breathes as she spots three limping figures. They slowly approach the group of four. “EMILY!” The teenager shouts relieved, though a little loud for the proximity between them. “SPENCER WOULDN’T REALLY TELL ME HOW YOU ARE! YOU LOOK TERRIBLE! THANK HARRY STYLES YOU ARE FINE!” Yes, the explosion definitely messed all of their hearings up, since Morgan and Reid also speak with the same volume.

Emily hugs her. “I’m okay. But you need to get checked out.” But the teenager vehemently shakes her head as she hugs Aaron. “I DON’T NEED TO”, when she sees her teammate’s faces, she reduces her loudness. “I am ok. But Spencer, he got a good blow to his guts. I think the Queen in England even felt that vibe check.”

As Derek escorted the young doctor to one of the awaiting ambulances, JJ also gently stirs the girl in the same direction. “Just let a doctor look over your head, it looks like a nasty cut and believe me, you want to get this checked out, Honey.” “But Jayje-” She begins to complain, but gets cut off by bile rising up her throat. In the next moment (Y/N) kneels on the floor, letting out anything she got in her system over the course of the past few days.

“I think this is nothing your body should do, Bambi”, Rossi adds up. Unwillingly the intern goes with the blonde mother to the EMTs. They decide to have a doctor looking over her and getting her x-rays done at the hospital.

A few hours and uncountable complaints from (Y/N) later, the team is back on the jet on their way home. She thanked Emily in a heartfelt moment in the hospital shortly after she got pain killers, which made her loopy, for saving her life by putting her own on the line by exposing her identity. Even Prentiss had tears in her eyes as she saw the young and innocent girl so frayed by the just occured events.

Unusual for Rossi, he takes a seat on the sofa, petting his lap as (Y/N) sits beside him. With pleasure she lays her head onto it, cuddling closer into the fuzzy blanket she got from Morgan.

A few minutes into the flight, Rossi just got into describing the interviews he conducted with Ted Bundy, Aaron motions him to make space. David excuses himself with the reasoning of getting a cup of tea for her.

“I’m sorry”, Hotch says as he runs his hands through his youngest employee’s hair. He is careful to not mess with the bandage she has on the side of her head. Confused (Y/N) looks up to him. “What for?” “For sending you into a situation, where you got seriously hurt.”

This makes the girl sit up, though her world once again begins to spin. “Aaron Hotchner, I hope you don’t mean that. You nor anybody else knew that this was going to happen. You only wanted for me to get as much experience as possible while this internship lasts and I tell you, with that story I’ll go viral on TikTok. Just because I got a medium severe concussion and a wound, which hopefully will leave a badass scar, doesn’t mean you have to apologize. But you can do me one favor.” “Anything.” “When I fall asleep, please make sure I don’t choke on my own vomit. The doctor told me it could happen, that’s why I am not allowed to fall asleep unsupervised. But I haven’t slept in three days and I think I'm beginning to feel uncomfy because of that.”

Smiling softly Hotch nods and lets the teenager take her original place in his lap. Minutes later she is fast asleep. But one thing is certain: As soon as she wakes up and feels any better, she is going to tell everybody who wants to listen about the one time where she got blown up by a fifteen years old girl, who was married to a cult leader. And nobody is gonna believe her tea. Except for Penelope, who greets (Y/N) with a hug and the promise to never let her out of her eyesight.

All works:

@agentshortstacc

Criminal Minds:

@averyhotchner @mggsprettygirl

Spencer Reid:

@calm-and-doctor

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x teen!reader #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss x teen!reader #derek morgan x teen!reader #jennifer jareau x teen!reader #aaron hotch x teen!reader #david rossi x teen!reader #criminal minds fanfiction #Criminal Minds #x teen!reader #reader insert

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general-yasur · 3 years ago

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oh wait we're doing oc rants? oooOO i'm gonna bring up my nextgen kids because i'm too impatient to wait on having the refsheet done aaaaAah! anyway i saw your pixane children sometime back and was like 'i need some of those too o-o'

so i got C.Y.R.I.S, master of wind (pix gets it from morro after she defeats the preeminent in ns11), and Loid, future master of ice. he's not allowed to have his dad's power yet because his parents and granddad messed up his programming. he's basically cryptor 2.0 cause they were building him at borg tower where cry's old backup code accidentally got crossed with his, so that's his character arc lol. anyway him and cyris are red oni, blue oni to each other and fight constantly but they learn to have each other's backs no matter what. also, through plot shenanigans, morro is revived, elemental-less, and part of their team with him often giving cy unsolicited mentorship on wind and butting heads with her brother, usually over their discrepancy in intelligence (loid is unfortunately not very smart, meanwhile morro IS smart and he knows it lmao)

my other sibling group is nyrei, infant daughter of the sea, and her big brothers the lightning twins. don't have names for them yet rip. when nya first returns from the ocean, she's still half water and believes she will be forever. she and jay agree to adopt when they're ready for kids (i'm pretty sure she canonically wants children and jay would totally go for adoption), but soon after they're surprised with nyrei who inherits her mom's power and becomes part ocean herself when she's born (well like nya finds out she's pregnant when she starts losing her powers and turning fully human). a couple years later, jay meets the twins and knows instinctively they're the ones, adopting them immediately, and he passes his power onto them early so he can be equal with nya. they're too young to go on ninja adventures but they take good care of their baby sister~ since jay learns to control wojira's purple lightning during my seabound rewrite, he uses both colors while one twin uses blue and the other purple. when the three sibs get older and combine their powers, chaos ensues lol, like they'll be able to create a giant water avatar that shoots lightning, it'll be great

anyway, i understand this is SUPER het and i apologize if that's not welcome lol >.< the rest of the ninja still hold their powers, most haven't met their life partners yet, and aren't thinking about the whole children thing which are the only OCs i've turned over in my brain at this time. pixane and jaya are just the obligatory straights who either had circumstances or characterization reasons for it, like pix didn't want to be an EM to begin with/zane's had too many close calls/post-seabound jaya having a 'barbossa, marry us!' moment, so it all just kinda works out like this. thank you for enabling everyone, hope it wasn't too long :D

Aye! This is awesome! You definitely have your own canon going on which I can relate! I also LOVE that one of your pixane kids is named Cryis (spelling it differently is a nice touch) in my canon, Pixane’s son goes by “CJ” for Cyrus Julien. Wild how this kid has taken on the names of BOTH the founders of Nindroids. I digress because I could go on and on about their story.

I’m very curious about why you chose the name Loid. And I love the kids dynamic. CJ and Shae have something similar going on where they don’t get along very well (it takes hundreds of years for them to learn 😬).

Also lightning twins?? So cool. I can totally see that happening in canon if Ninjago ever makes it to the next gens.

What’s this I’m hearing about a Seabound rewrite? Inch resting. The concept of Jay learning to control purple lightning is SO COOL. I wonder what the differences are between them. Nya being half water and passing that down to her child is just aaaa. That is such a cool idea and has a lot of angst potential.

#ninjago #ninjago oc #not my oc #yasurspeaks #thank you for the patience school is kicking my ass rn

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amor-immortalem · 3 years ago

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Let’s Talk

Intro comic

Taglist: @ice-icebaby

A/N: so here’s this last part in this little series. Its shorter than I would have liked but every time I opened the word document to work on this my brain would just space out so… this is just gonna have to do ^_^;

“So...” Mammon starts as he takes a seat next to his son as they watch the girl he’s just seen talking with Cyrus, “Who’s yer friend?”

“Nieve? She’s... no one, don’t worry about it,” Cyrus pulls his hood up over his head to hide his hair but Mammon only reaches over and pulls it down.

“Don’t. You’re fine the way ya are, kid.”

“But-”

“No buts, Cyrus. It’s just hair dye- s'not like it’s gonna be that shade of red forever. It’s just gonna take some gettin' used to is all.” Mammon stares up at the starry sky above them.

The air was quiet between the two males for a breath before:

“Why did you come looking for me, Dad?”

“Because regardless of how ya came into my life, you’re still my son and ya just found out some very... tough- for lack of a better term- news. I should at least be here for you despite how I feel.”

“How do you feel? About me? About everything?” the 21-year-old looks over at his father from the corner of his eye. “Can’t be easy with me being a constant reminder of what happened to you... Don’t you hate me?”

“No. No, I don’t. I hate your birth mother and her sisters for what they did to me. I hate that we have to go through this right now because it’s hurting you, but I could never hate you, Cy. You didn’t ask to be born. None of this was your fault. And you’re right it definitely wasn’t easy in the beginnin’ cuz it all was so fresh but over time... over time it got easier.”

“Why didn’t you just leave me with them then? You didn’t have to take me with you.”

“Because you had no one left. When your uncles found out, retribution was swift. Your biological mother and her sisters paid for what they did with their lives and that’s when your uncles found you. After that they brought you home and the rest is history...” The demon smiles at his son before hooking an arm around his shoulders and pulling him into a side hug. “But ya know, despite it all, I’m really thankful for what happened in a way.”

“What do you mean?” The half-demon arches his eyebrow.

“Well, if they never did what they did, I wouldn’t have such a great kid.” Mammon ruffles Cyrus’ hair, making it stick out even more than usual. “And if you had never come along, we wouldn’t have any of your siblings either.”

At that, the blue-to-gold-eyed half-demon smiles as he leans into the hug.

“Can we go home now?” He asks, “It’s starting to get a little chilly up here and I think I should go apologize to Mom for freaking out like I did- I can still call her that right?”

“Yeah, we can but I wouldn’t sweat the apology- I mean how were you s’pposed to take news like that? I’d be even more worried if you just accepted it calmly and went about yer day like it was nothing and of course you can. I think she’d be insulted if you didn’t. I mean she’s the one who stayed up with ya most nights when you were an infant. Just cuz she didn’t give birth to you doesn’t mean she ain’t your mother.”

“Yeah, but I must’ve worried her, right? She did try to chase after me but I took off and she couldn’t keep up”

“Oh yeah no, she called me in a panic as I was already on my way home afraid you were gonna go off and hurt yourself so I just started lookin’ for ya myself. If anything, she’ll just be relieved that yer okay.” Mammon says as he stretches before manifesting his demon form and kicks off the side of the building, hovering as he waits for Cyrus to do the same.

The 21-year-old follows his father’s lead and they both head off for home.

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End

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me! shall we date?#obey me kids #obey me next gen #obey me mammon #mammon #obey me oc #cyrus

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kkusuka · 4 years ago

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Third year songs <3

this is most of the thrid years- not all

from my spotify liked playlist <3

comes with a side of slight character analysis

These are my interpretations of HQ characters and these songs!!

Time-skip spoilers!! (very slight)

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Karasuno

Daichi Sawamura

Waiting for Superman- Daughtry

She's waiting for Superman

To lift her up

And take her anywhere

Show her love

And climbing through the air

Save her now

Before it's too late tonight

She's waiting for Superman

Daichi seems like he makes a lot of promises, that he just can’t physically keep. He just has so many things going on that he just can’t pay attention to all of them at once. This leads to far too many forgotten dates and even more broken promises. You know its not his fault and he does too, he just can’t leave anyone hanging.

Koushi Sugawara

Island- Florida Georgia Line

We might as well be on an island

Like we're the last two on this Earth

Like we're frozen here in time

Like it's empty here tonight

I feel like suga likes to put himself back into happier times. And that he tries to hold into happy moments as they are happening. He says he is a man of the moment, but when he feels down, he tries to put himself back into the more joyous times.

Asahi Azumane

You say- Lauren Daigle

You say I am loved when I can't feel a thing

You say I am strong when I think I am weak

And you say I am held when I am falling short

And when I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours

And I believe (I)

Oh, I believe (I)

What You say of me (I)

I believe

Asahi is clearly very attached to how people perceive him. So when people shower him with compliments, he attaches onto them. He likes what makes him comfortable and he wants to stay comfortable for as long as he can. Words are important to him, so when he hears something bad it can ruin him for a while. He really does believe what the people he loves say to him.

Kiyoko Shimizu

Mothers daughter- Miley Cyrus

Oh my gosh, she got the power

Oh, look at her, she got the power

So, so, so

…

Must be something in the water

Or that I'm my mother's daughter

The power this woman carries. She’s built her confidence and she’s not letting anyone ruin it for her. I truly believe that her friends all become more confident because she wants everyone around her to feel confident too. Since she doesn't speak all that much she lets her body language do most of the expression.

Nekoma

Tetsurō Kuroo

High school sweethearts- Melanie Martinez

Could you hold me through the night?

Put your lips all over my mine

Salty face when I start cryin'

Could you be my first time?

Eat me up like apple pie

Kuroo definitely takes trust very seriously. I feel he’s also really scared of someone breaking this trust, so he does form it with a lot of people. That saying if he does, he wants it to last forever.

(...Step twoThis is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line…)

He truly believes in the people he surrounds himself with.

Nobuyuki Kai

Kill the Lights- Set it Off

Now I am cutting ties clean off

And I can breathe at last

So we all stand enthralled by this bland curtain call

And the truth we pursue as we all, we all beg you to

Kai seems like he wasn't really that invested in volleyball, so having all these passionate people around him was a shock. But he really got into third year, and he wants people to feel that passion too. In the back of his mind he feels bad for not feeling it like the rest of the team, but since looking in the past means nothing now, he tries to move on.

Morisuke Yaku

Mama- Mcr

And when we go don't blame us, yeah

We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah

You made us oh so famous;

We'll never let you go

And when you go don't return to me my love

I mean, he is part of the mom squad. But it's ever so slightly more deep. I’m gonna say it's momma-bird syndrome. He doesn't want people to move on without him, seeing people achieve their dreams is great but he doesn't want you to do it if that means loving him.

Seijoh

Tōru Oikawa

Prom Queen- Beach Bunny

Maybe I should try harder

You should lower your expectations

I'm no quick-curl barbie

I was never cut out for prom queen

I feel like oikawa is constantly feeling like he has to catch up to everyone around him. At some point in Argentina he came to the conclusion that he was good enough and didn't need to rise to anyone's standards of him, but when he got picked for the national team everything came back. He still has all of those feelings from high-school. Never making it to nationals, feeling like he failed his team.

Issei Matsukawa

Bubblegum Bitch- Marina and the diamonds

Got a figure like a pin-up, got a figure like a doll

Don't care if you think I'm dumb, I don't care at all

Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored

I'm the girl you'd die for

I feel like to earn Mattsun’s trust, he would put you through some ridiculous trial of sorts. I also feel that he is very comfortable with who he is, and he takes no shit about it. But that comes with the fact that he rarely takes fault in things, and that sparks arguments. He’ll use your love for him against you, he’ll be as cold as he can muster, until YOU take fault.

Takahiro Hanamaki

OUT THE ROOF- Chase Atlantic

Yeah, we stay lit

We fuck bitches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah

Holy moly, holy shit, yeah

Me and all my people are heaven sent, yeah, yup

9this is a strait vibe for Makki)

I feel like Makki drowns his problems out with meaningless activities. Like smoking or one-night stands. He’d rather drown out his problems then have them in his face. Or when he’s forced to face them, he’ll deflect until he has nothing else to deflect. Because when you’re high there nothing to worry about! Why stress about meaningless problems when he can be having fun!

Hajime Iwaizumi

Endlessly- The Cab

Yeah, your friends may think I'm crazy

Cause they can only see

I'm not perfect, but I swear, I'm perfect for you.

And there's no guarantee

That this will be easy.

It's not a miracle you need, believe me.

Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me

But I will love you endlessly.

Iwa knows that he can't be there for you all the time. Physically he tries his best, mentally he can help when he can. But you both know that you're perfect for one another. He just can't help but listen to the people around him sometimes. You deserve the world, but he doesn't know if he can give that to you.

Fukurodani

Kōtarō Bokuto

Prima Donna- Andrew Lloyd Webber

Can you bow out when they're shouting your name?

Think of how they all adore you

We’ve all seen how Bokuto gets what he’s praised for literally anything remotely impressive. So that makes him a cannon prima donna! but that also means the lows and really bad mood swings. This song just fits him so well it’s scary.

Shiratorizawa

Wakatoshi Ushijim

More- Usher

If you really want more, scream it out louder,

If you on the floor, bring out the fire,

And light it up, take it up higher,

Gotta push it to the limit, give it more.

This seems kinda obvious, but Ushijima never gives up. Ever since he was a kid, he set a goal for himself and he went beyond what he even set out for. And that comes with a lot of work and training for every new level of volleyball. He’s just going to get better and better until he retires, or is forced to retire.

Eita Semi

strawberries and cigarettes- troye sivan

Long nights, daydreams

Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you

Headlights, on me

Racing to 60, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like

Blue eyes, black jeans

Lighters and candy, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you

I feel like semi always thinks about how Shirabu replaced him on the starting line-up. But he’s mostly gotten over it, but certain things bring him back into that stage of his life. Then the cycle starts all over again. He constantly looks back on the game against Karasuno and thinks about wat would have happened if he was the setter instead.

Reon Ōhira

Remember when- Chris Wallace

So can we push push push rewind,

Go go back in time,

When we were kids sneaking bottles of wine,

Take take take me back, I wanna go back,

Back to what we had! Do you remember when we started this mess,

My heart was beating out of my chest!,

Remember when we stole your dad's car,

Reon gives me the vibe that his days at Shiratorizawa were some of the best of his life. How can they not be? He made the greatest friends of his life there. And I also feel like he looks back on them a bit more than he wants to admit.

Satori Tendō

This Side of Paradise- Coyote theory

Are you lonely?

Passion is crashing as we speak

You seem so lonely

You're the ground my feet won't reach

So if you're lonely

Darling you're glowing

If you're lonely come be lonely with me.

I get the vibe that Tendou attaches himself to whatever makes him feel wanted/safe. (ex. volleyball) he knows it isn't healthy, but he can't help it. This does lead to him completely distancing himself from you over and over because he thinks you’ll leave him.

Hayato Yamagata- House of gold- Twenty one Pilots

I will make you

Queen of everything you see

I'll put you on the map

I'll cure you of disease (Ooh)

And since we know that dreams are dead

And life turns plans up on their head

I will plan to be a bum

So I just might become someone

Even though we don't see a lot of him, I get the feeling he treats people really well. Like he cherishes people a lot more than some of them deserve. As you can see this leads to some unfair relationships and toxic people. He just wants to hold on until a good person comes along.

Nohebi

Suguru Daishō

Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery

I'm Mr. Loverman

And I miss my lover, man

I'm Mr. Loverman

Oh, and I miss my lover

I feel like this was way too obvious, but it really is his song. It’s literally cannon, every lyric in this song is what happened with Mika. but in the end he got her back and made his promise to be a better loverman <3.

Kazuma Numai

Nonstop- Drake

Future took the business and ran it for me

I let Ollie take the owl, told him brand it for me

I get two million a pop and that's standard for me

Like I went blind dog, you gotta hand it to me

He looks and acts like a guy who listens to drake. He just seems like a guy who won't stop or give up even when things take a turn. He’ll just keep fighting until nothing’s left.

Kōji Hiroo

At the Wheel- Colorblind

I need something to wake me up

It's never strong enough

I'm just getting colder and starting over

Going numb is just the way I run from

All my problems when I can't solve them

Need to break away

Escape the way I'm feeling

Hate to be fake, but I'm just dealing

This one doesn't really have a true reason, i really just felt like this was his song. Sorry just the vibe.

;)

Inarizaki

Shinsuke Kita

Oh Ms Believer- twenty one pilots

Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty sleeper

Your twisted mind is like snow on the road

Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder

Inside your head than the winter of dead

I will tell you I love you

But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears

My nose and feet are running as we start

To travel through snow

Together we go

I feel like kita is unintentionally cold towards the world, like he wants to open up but can't figure out how. But in turn if you can get him to feel “warmer” (get closer to him) he’ll share everything with you, almost oversharing. Just because he can't help it, he’s kept it all in for so long. Sometimes he just needs someone to hold him and make HIM feel better, because he does it for everyone. If you can manage all of this i feel like he’ll keep you with him forever.

Ren Ōmimi

Armor- Landon Austin

I'm not bullet proof when it comes to you

Don't know what to say when you made me the enemy

After the war is won

There's always the next one

I'm not bullet proof when it comes to you

I feel like not a lot of people approach ren because of how intimidating he looks. This has made him weary when people are really enthused to first meet him, because he thinks it’s a joke. After getting over that hurdle i feel like he just isn't an open person so it’ll take a long time to even get to a point where he trusts you. Hence the other wars after the first.

Aran Ojiro-

Never really over- Katy perry

Two years, and just like that, my head still takes me back

Thought it was done, but I guess it's never really over

Oh, we were such a mess, but wasn't it the best?

Thought it was done, but I guess it's never really over

Just because it's over doesn't mean it's really over

And if I think it over, maybe you'll be coming over again

And I'll have to get over you all over again

After all of these years, I really don't think Aran has truly gotten over losing at nationals in third year. And now on the national team he sees Hinata and Kageyama all the time and it takes him back. It makes him re-feel all the emotions he felt after the game. It hurt him to know that he gave his everything and still lost. Like when he’s in bed he puts himself back into that self loathing phase of his life.

Michinari Akagi

Try Hard - 5sos

It's obvious she’s so out of reach

And I'm finding it hard 'cause

She makes me feel, makes me feel

Like I try, like I try, like I'm trying too hard

'Cause I'm not being me

And it’s getting me down that

She makes me think, makes me think

That I try, that I try, that I'm trying too hard again

Akagi gives off boy best friend vibes. But like to EVERYONE, so the person he liked just thought he was making fun of them and he didn't like them back. And i feel like that kinda traumatized him a bit, so when he got a new s/o he tried really really hard to make them special, but the same thing happened.

i may do some with the second and first years, idk this took so long :)

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only-lurkin-dont-mind-me · 4 years ago

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A Scarecrow Named Cyrus (Scarecrow Monster x Reader)

With a sigh, you looked over the rolling fields before you. Rows of corn, a small cluster of apple trees, a fine crop of pumpkins, some potatoes, and a small assortment of herbs. All ripe for a good fall harvest. Along with the fall faring flowers growing here and there with a controlled wildness to them.

You had expanded your efforts in farming this year, and it was certainly paying off. Sure tending to so many good crops was hard work, but nothing you weren't capable of handling. Your little town could thank the roughness of your hands and your gentle nurturing attitude for such fine results.

With October finally arriving, it would soon be time to harvest and sell off most of your crops. Until then, you had to prepare for the pumpkin patch the town was eagerly anticipating. You had chosen to host the pumpkin patch this year, and you were out to prove yourself to some of the less than pleasant members of the town.

Did those people who irked you by commenting on your capabilities deserve your attention? Of course not. Did you feel spiteful and eager to prove them wrong to piss them off? More than anything else.

Looking over your rows of pumpkins, you saw movement that was most definitely not the leaves and vines. With a confused glance, you made your way over. Your footsteps seemed to spook two rabbits that had been gorging themselves on one of the smaller gourds. As soon as they caught sight of you, they turned tail and ran as fast as they could.

"Damn critters," with a huff of frustration, you kneeled. Turning the pumpkin over in your hands, observing the now broken backside of it. You gave the pumpkin a sad pat, hearing the hollow echo as you plucked it from the vine. "Sorry, buddy, not much left to do now but call you the first Jack 'o' Lantern of the year."

With that, you wandered inside your small home. Already thinking of what you could do around the decent-sized hole in the side of the pumpkin to make it look intentional. Maybe a sideways face with a big 'o' mouth? That might work.

As you set the pumpkin down and set to work you pondered over the rabbits. This wasn't the first time you'd caught something in your fields. Even when you were out among your crops, there would be birds, rabbits, foxes, and the occasional curious dog having escaped its yard.

You couldn't keep watch over all of your crops all the time. Farm dogs were great to have but were mostly used for herding, guarding flocks, or guarding property against predators, not running off birds at the sight of them. Even rat dogs like terriers only caught mice in the barns much as a good mouser cat would. Where did that leave you?

As you looked around the room for a hint of inspiration, you looked to a little fall card you had been given by one of your lovely neighbors, Ms. Ruby Jane. A darling old lady who had a good herd of sheep and great skill in baking. you would often help her tend to alongside her dog, Russel.

A cartoon scarecrow stared back at you on the front of the card.

"Would that work?" pondering aloud, you carried the little pumpkin to your window sill and placed it looking out to the fields. With the thought of a scarecrow in mind, you began wandering the house looking for a few things you could use.

An old red and black flannel shirt, A pair of work jeans that you hardly used anymore. One of your old sunhats and lastly, gloves that you had stopped using some time ago. All you were missing was some scrap fabric to stitch together it's head, and hay to stuff it. Excited over a new project, you dashed off to Ms. Ruby Jane's farm. You knew she always had scrap fabric and hay bales for her sheep that you could buy.

"Well, ain't this a nice surprise? Good afternoon dear, please come on inside," Ms. Ruby Jane held out an arm, inviting you inside with a warm smile.

"Thank you, ma'am. I don't mean to barge in out of nowhere," you tried to apologize for the unexpected visit only to have her wave you off.

"Nonsense, I always appreciate the company," she wandered off to the living room, no doubt to her chair settled by the fireplace. You followed suit, finding your usual spot on her couch. Russel, her rottweiler, looked up to you with the same expression that always made him look like he was smiling.

"Hey, buddy."

Russel huffed in response and settled back down, not appreciating being woken up from his midday nap.

Ms. Ruby Jane spoke in her warm voice, calling your attention back to her. "Not that I don't mind the visit, but was there somethin' specific you came lookin' for?" leave it to her to know when you always needed something.

"Yes, Ma'am actually, I was gonna ask if you had any scrap fabric I could use for a scarecrow? I have needles and thread for patchin' my clothes but nothin' the size I would need for, well, a head. I was also gonna ask if I could buy one of your haybales for stuffin' if that's alright."

Ms. Ruby Jane stood slowly, "Of course, of course, I've always got somethin' in that ol' chest of mine that you could use. You just wait right here and keep Russel company while I find you somethin' you can use to keep those fields of yours in shape," with that she began walking up the stairs behind you, going to rummage around in one of those old rooms that she asked people to stay out of.

Ms. Ruby Jane was a mysterious person to be sure, but her privacy was hers and not something to question. She had shown up in town one day out of nowhere. Her home seemed to appear overnight, her sheep coming from the woods that surrounded that same little home. She was always kind to you and made sure you were doing well. You tried to do the same, helping her find any missing sheep, shearing them on occasion if she was too busy to manage to wrangle them up. Getting her haybale loads to her barn, anything you could lend a hand with you tried to do.

It didn't take long for her to return with a mischievous glint in her eyes and a brown piece of fabric, cut clean and sized perfectly for what you needed. As she handed it to you, it felt strange. Warm, most likely from her hands. The fabric seemed nicer than you were anticipating. "Ms. Ruby Jane This is some of your nice fabric, made for dresses and suits. I can't use this; I would feel bad," you tried to explain but quickly realized that she would hear none of it.

As you looked over the pictures on her walls, you never once saw any family photos. Pictures of places she had lived, friends she had made, some of her favorite animal companions, some paintings she especially enjoyed painting. You hadn't asked about any family, she seemed happy just her, Russel, and her flock. Who were you to judge?

"Dear, I have nothin' left to create with this, I am askin' that you put it to good use and think nothin' of it bein' too much. You do so much for me. Let me pay forward the favor," she stated with a finality in her words that you couldn't find it in you to disagree.

"Yes, Ma'am, I'll be sure to stop by again soon. I'll bring your apples from the fields. They're gonna be ready for bakin' by then!" You promised as you headed off back home, ready to start stitching your Scarecrow together.

"Of course, now you make sure to stop by mine again and let me know how it goes, alright?" Ms. Ruby Jane questioned as she walked you to the door, sensing your excitement with each step.

After you got home it took a total hour to stitch up the clothes and stuff them, it took an additional thirty minutes to stuff and attach the gloves, another five minutes rummaging for an old pair of boots that you could put on the scarecrow, and that was it. All that was left was stitching together the face and attaching the pair of large black buttons you had found for eyes. As you went to grab the fabric strip Ms. Ruby Jane had given you though, you couldn't find it. You scoured the house for the next hour, unsure as to where it could have gone and you felt rather upset at that point.

"Thank you, ma'am, that's real kind of you," the fabric held weight in your hands, more than what it should have. Then again, you weren't much of a tailor. You didn't know much beyond patching a hole in clothes, so what did you know?

'It's gettin' too late to keep this up,' you thought with a disappointed sigh. You looked to the nearly complete Scarecrow laying on your table. Walking over to it and placing a hand on its hay-filled torso, patting it lightly, you spoke, "Don't worry, bud, I'll find your noggin sooner or later, then we'll get you out in the fields. Till then, you just rest up. I'll see you in the mornin'," you began to walk down the hall to your room, bidding the Scarecrow goodnight.

It took three days. Each day you would greet the headless scarecrow laying on your table, waiting to be complete. You would talk to it like it could hear you while cooking, or cleaning, or just in passing. As humans do, you grew attached to an inanimate object and named him, Cyrus. The first day you built his post, a simple thing with strong oak wood to hold him high in the fields, with a prop for both his arms and his legs, to keep him from falling. The second day you worked on picking the pumpkins and laying them out for the pumpkin patch. On the third day, you were picking Ms. Ruby Jane's apples to bring inside and wash off in the kitchen.

"Now where in the world..." Your voice trailed off as you walked over to the Scarecrow. In its gloved hand was the strip of fabric you had been looking for. You cautiously picked up the fabric. Looking it over to check if there was anything wrong. Determining that it was just as you had last seen it. You looked to the Scarecrow in confusion, "Were you the one hidin' this from me, or did you find it for me?" You questioned jokingly, hoping to settle the unease you felt in your gut.

"I'm tellin' you, Cyrus, the corn maze is going to be great this year, so long as we can keep all those critters from eating it all up before families come to get lost going through it," you jokingly stated. Stealing a glance at the lifeless hay stuffed figure, laying on your table still. That's when you froze up in confusion and set down the last apple you had been cleaning.

"Well, I suppose it's a good night for some stitchin', full moon's finally out, and I'm done workin' for the day so I've some time to kill," Why you decided to stitch the head together, you still don't know. But, turning down any gift from Ms. Ruby Jane left a bad taste in your mouth, you'd put the Scarecrow together, get it outside come morning time, and if a day went by and all was fine, you'd leave it be.

As you were cleaning the apples, you were once again talking to the Scarecrow.

It took less than an hour, and only that long because how do you stitch together a circular shape? You were able to figure it out after a quick youtube search and had it done in no time. you even got the buttons eyes on and all even.

Connecting the stitches to the body, however, felt... odd. Like someone was watching you, waiting for something to happen. It wasn't necessarily a bad type of odd just not normal in the way you knew things to be.

Cradling Cyrus's head in the crook of your elbow. Holding together the head and the collar of the shirt in one hand, and stitching with the other. It was almost peaceful if not for the odd feeling lingering. The same feeling kept you from looking at the scarecrows button eyes as if they were actually watching you.

As soon as you were finished, you took a step back to calm your nerves. Staring at the Scarecrow with unease that soon dissipated. It didn't move. It wasn't like it was anything but a hay-stuffed creation of your own hand, you were just scaring yourself.

You let yourself laugh at the ridiculousness of your fear. Feeling it melt away bit by bit. "Oh, boy I sure have been workin' too hard or somethin'. Can you believe that little ol' you got me shakin' for a minute there? Cyrus, I tell ya, I'm about a half a step from loosin' it some day's," You looked over the Scarecrow with fondness in your eyes, this was yours, You had made him stitch by stitch, and you scared yourself over your own Scarecrow, irony sure was funny sometimes.

You stepped forward and reached a hand out to pat the Scarecrows shoulder, feeling the hay rustle underneath the shirt. "Sure hope you don't mind, buddy." With one final pat, you walked off to your room, ready to sleep and give your hands a break. "I'll get you out on your post tomorrow, Cyrus, sleep well," you called out behind you. Hearing no response, just like you had expected.

Standing on the stepladder and making sure it's settled on its post properly and that the short rope pieces are holding it in place well enough. After deciding that the Scarecrow is good and secure, you place a hand on its shoulder. "Course you can manage this, you'll do just fine. Keep an eye on these fields for me while I'm gone and when I'm here if you could. Thanks, Bud," with a quick 'Goodluck' you climb back down the step ladder and carry it back to the barn before setting out to the daily grind.

The next morning you did as you promised. Lifting the Scarecrow over your shoulder and carrying him out to the center of the cornfield, right to its post.

First up was watering the herbs and wildflowers; they were smaller plants, so you took care to water them by hand to ensure they didn't get the wrong amount, leaving the bigger crops to the sprinkler system. After that, it was trimming dead leaves off of the corn stalks to make them look more presentable for the pumpkin patch. Lastly, you dove into the corn maze, along the cleared paths you had marked down before planting around them. They needed some clearing out and trail marking, so people knew what path to stay on and didn't try to go through the corn... Again.

Throughout all of this, you would keep an eye on Cyrus. He seemed to be doing his job fairly well. You hadn't seen a bird land or catch any grounded critters running amock just yet. Hopefully, the new factor of him wouldn't wear off and would continue to keep those pesky animals away from your crops.

"Cyrus, you listen to me now. Your job here is to watch over these here fields for me and, try to keep all those critters and strays out of these crops. Can you manage that?" You ask the Scarecrow with a playful smile as if it would respond.

Over the next three days, your heavy work outside paid off, and come nighttime you were ready to open the pumpkin patch. the sun was just beginning to set as people filtered in through the front garden archway. It was covered in vines from the pumpkins that had already been harvested and displayed in rows close to the entrance. After that, there was the entrance to the corn maze as well as a small stand for hot chocolate to warm up the cold night. Baskets of apples stacked closeby as well.

There were even multiple wooden tables with pumpkin carving kits for those who wanted to get to carving. Lights strung about here and there lighted the areas as the sun fell further and further, and the many groups of people that had finally arrived seemed to be enjoying their time, talking and laughing. It was just a good night.

Through it all, your scarecrow did a wonderful job of scaring off any unwanted visitors.

'It really was been a good idea to make him,' you thought to yourself. Enjoying the joyful air surrounding your pumpkin patch. A group of teens caught your eye, they were walking out of the exit of the corn maze, laughing and scaring each other. You didn't think anything of it until you heard their remarks.

"I'm tellin' y'all, that scarecrow came out of nowhere! Damn thing scared the shit outta me."

"Aw did little baby, Jackson get scared? Poor baby Jackson!"

"Shut up, man. You saw it too."

"And? It was probably just some guy paid to dress up and scare everyone that he wants to. I mean honestly, what a life. Can that be my job?"

That uneasy feeling you had felt when first stitching the Scarecrows head together returned stronger than before. You were quick to make your way through the maze, knowing just how to get to the center where the Scarecrow was.

Under the full moon, you could see the Scarecrow clearly as its head slowly, uncertainly, lifted, and lolled slightly in your direction. His button eyes somehow seemingly staring directly at you.

As you reached the center, you realized that you were the only one in the corn maze, you couldn't hear anyone else nearby. Maybe that was for the best.

You jerked your hand away from him as you watched in terror as this hay stuffed inanimate object... moved. His head followed you as you took steps back. He seemed to consider your response before, almost dejectedly, slumping back into its original position.

Staring in a sense of confusion, trying to convince yourself you were scaring yourself again, you quickly made your way back out of the corn maze. You made it out just in time to see the last small family leaving the pumpkin patch. Fair enough it was getting late, that also meant you were now totally alone.

You looked up to your Scarecrow, unable to tell if his position had changed. "Cyrus? You're doin' a good job keeping all those critters off the crops, just try to remember that the people here right now are invited here, they're alright to roam around long as they're not breakin' anything', they're welcome here." You walked over to the scarecrow cautiously, patting its lower leg where you could reach. "You doin' good out here, Buddy?" Your voice grew quieter as you asked as if fearing a response.

You turned back to the scarecrow to see His head facing you once again. You looked between the garden entrance, debating running to Ms. Ruby Jane's, and back to Cyrus. Wondering if you should go figure out just what, why, how, anything was.

He had been up for days now, and you hadn't heard almost anything about him. If he had bad intentions he could have done something the first night he was complete and still in your home.

With one final look to the entrance, you made up your mind and rushed out and away from your farm.

Ms. Ruby Jane seemed to expect your arrival as she had two cups of tea set out along with a tray of sweets on her coffee table. Something about her behavior was off, however. Even Russel seemed far more attentive to the conversation at hand.

"Now what did you say he did, dear one?" She asked in an eerily calm voice, the light from the fireplace giving her dark skin an almost ethereal glow. Her eyes seemed far more focused than you had seen before.

"He moves, Ms. Ruby June!" You quickly stood up and began to pace the room, fear now evident in your actions and tone. "He moves and has apparently been able to. I ignored those little things like that bit of fabric going missin' only to appear in his hand, his headless bodies hay stuffed hand! He's alive apparently, a scarecrow looking around like he's got eyes to see instead of buttons, movin' like he's got muscle and bone inside of him instead of stuffin', he moves!" You looked directly at her for the first time during your fear-induced raving, and any fear immediately melted away.

She was smiling, a proud sort of smile a parent would have whenever their child made something new.

"You. You knew he would, didn't you?" Your question came out more like a statement as you slowly sat back on the couch. Russel walked over slowly and placed one of his paws on your foot in a far too understanding way for your liking.

"I knew that if you treated that scarecrow like you treat anythin' else, he would more than happily accept his roll on your farm as somethin', someone, to help you. I know that you're a kindhearted person, dear. You've helped out this ol' lady more times than she can count. All I did was give you the materials for him to be a walkin', talkin', creature. It was your heart that gave him that last kick to get his sentience goin'," Ms. Ruby Jane picked up her cup and took a sip of her tea, still as relaxed as ever as you processed her words.

You looked up at her, with one word on your mind. "Why?" Your voice came out weak, uncertain in the face of powers you didn't understand.

She looked in her cup for a moment before letting out a sight.

Russel, immediately sensing the change in mood, moved to her side. She reached her hand out to pat his head as she spoke. "I can't stay here forever, dear. I'll be headed on somewhere new soon, and you have done so much for me over the years I've lived here. I had to find some way to repay you, so when you came here lookin' for somethin' to finish making that scarecrow with? I knew it was the perfect time to give you the chance to create someone who could keep an eye on you, and help you once I'm gone." She looked you in the eye as she finished explaining. "I am paying forward your favor, I couldn't leave until I had and now I have." With those words, something in the air seemed to shift. as if the house itself had let out a breath it had been holding for so long.

You understood a fraction of the hidden layers to her words. Ms. Ruby Jane was far more than she appeared but didn't seem open to discussing anything further, so you nodded your head in acceptance of her explanation.

"Thank you, as always Ms. Ruby Jane," her words calmed you entirely. There were some things you wouldn't always understand or comprehend, but at the same time, you knew you couldn't turn down this kindness.

She smiled at you once again, "Of course, child. Now you best run along, you shouldn't be out so late for too long," Ms. Ruby Jane stood and guided you to the door. Giving you one last hug. Russel followed beside her and waited for his goodbye pet. As soon as he was satisfied, you began the walk home.

Once you finally made it back home, you looked to the Scarecrows Pole. Only to find it empty. You had to remind yourself that this was a gift from Ms. Ruby June, and she would never gift something she thought would harm you. You didn't have any reason to be afraid. Unfortunately, logic isn't always what your heart listened to.

Once you reached the center of the cornfield, you found him. Having managed to untie himself and climb down, Cyrus stood, slouched in front of his pole. Staring dead ahead at you. Waiting for your next move.

You took an uncertain breath and stepped forward, "Cyrus?"

Any words you were going to say next were cut off as the Scarecrow stood up straight, and tilted his head back. A deep throaty gurgling sound rose from inside of his very much hay stuffed neck.

You stared with a newfound horror as the fabric of his face tore apart in jagged pointed lines, almost like rows of fangs forming where his mouth ought be. As his mouth opened wider and wider, you saw nothing but darkness inside of him.

The very sight had you ready to run right back to Ms. Ruby Jane but you were frozen in place.

He took a slow step forward, finding his legs and maneuvering in a jerky awkward fashion that grew more steady with each step. " ..My cre..ator" His voice was louder this time, trying to find the right volume, the right way to put together the sounds.

Cyrus looked back down at you. And he smiled a wide joyful smile that made any thoughts of running stop. You watched as his new-formed mouth moved and shifted as if trying to mimic the way your mouth moved whenever you spoke. A rumbling voice rose from his chest as he tried to speak. "..m...My. cre..a..tor."

The words made any sense of dread vanish. Confusion and awe were all that remained. "What are you trying to say?" you questioned with a gentle tone, encouraging him to try again.

You took a few steps forward, an arm reaching out as he stumbled, ready to catch him. "Try again, Cyrus. You can do it," Your eyes shown with clear excitement and fondness for the creature in front of you.

He looked to your outstretched hand and reached for it, slowly, cautiously, figuring out the movements as he went. "My," Cyrus managed another step, now only a foot away and having stopped walking. He slowly maneuvered his other arm, reaching out a glove stuffed hand to carefully touch your cheek in wonder. "Creator." Cyrus wore a proud grin over having found the words.

You, in shared delight quickly wrapped the scarecrow in a tight hug, able to lift him off the ground and spin circles with ease. "Atta boy, Cyrus!" You set him back down and grabbed his hands.

Cyrus seemed to only grow in enthusiasm over your response, grin growing wider as he began repeating the phrase, allowing himself to fall forward into your arms once more. He finally fell silent, wrapping hay stuffed arms around you, completely content to settle into your hug for a good bit.

You couldn't find it in yourself to complain, still beaming, you held him tight, pride welling up in your chest. "Good job, Cyrus."

#monster boyfriend #monster x reader #monster x human #scarecrow #scarecrow x reader #fall monsters #x reader #my writing #might do a part 2 bc i love Cyrus so much. Anyone up for that?

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strangermask · 4 years ago

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I am very intrigued by Time Loop Kai, would you care to explain

Okay

I’m going to warn everyone that this au gets dark, and everything you read is copied and pasted from discord with little tweaks. I am also on mobile, and I can’t remember the trick for putting read more on.

Tw: limb loss, asylum, character death

So, Kai starts to get into a time loop. Nothing harmless about that right? You would be right but it’s gonna get dark. Kai is wondering what the hell is going on, and has a freak out/break down about it. The others are wondering what the hell is going with Kai. So I don’t know what they were thinking but not right apparently because they sent him to an asylum. After waking up after that, he looks at his family. They don’t remember anything, only he does. Nothing is going to matter anymore because no one will believe him. So he just gave up, then his eyes start to become dull. It was a bad thing that he gave up, because that leads to big bad for him.

So the time loop continues and one day (no pun intended) Kai gets his leg cut off. By the time he woke up after that, the leg was still missing. Now normally, Kai would have freaked out, but he didn’t. You know something is definitely wrong when he isn’t reacting to that. Time goes by again until THANK GOD ACRONIX SHOWS UP! He knows there’s a time loop and when he saw Kai, he immediately went “Oh fck he has chronoplane.” Chronoplane is when your stuck in time loop and will eventually get erased from time itself. And Kai was already on stage 2.

Acronix asked how the hell Wu missed this. Yeah, it is hard to tell if someone has that, but Wu knows about the signs and should have gotten a cure sooner. Now it’s a race to find that cure before Kai disappears. The ninja pair Acronix up with Cyrus to see if they can slow this down. Worrying that they’re hard work might get erased, Acronix put a time spell on their work which means what ever happens the work stays the same. So that happens and on the final day, they got attacked by evil scientists who actually planned to erase Kai from the beginning and the other ninjas as well. By the time the battle is over, it’s already too late for Kai to take the cure.

So he has his final moments lying on the floor. Acronix finds Kai and holds him tight. Exchange:

K: Acronix, am I going be erased from time?

A: I’m afraid so.

K: Does that mean everyone is going to forget me?

A: No, no, no. You’ll be remembered by me and my brother.

K: So I won’t be completely forgotten?

A: No, you won’t.

K: That’s nice. Acronix?

A: Yes Kai?

K: Is this gonna be worse than death?

A:...I don’t know. I promise I’m going to make it up to you though. I’m going to bring you back.

K: Really?

A: Yes, really.

Kai smiles and lets out his last chuckle.

K: Thanks for trying to help me.

And as Kai closed his eyes, the days resets, and Kai is gone forever. Acronix feels so bad for Kai. He didn’t need to go through this, so that’s why Acronix was going to try everything to bring Kai back. He goes to Cyrus who threatens to call the ninja. But Acronix tells Cyrus he(Acronix) wants help. There was an invention that they both worked on along with a camera and a photo. Cyrus knows Acronix is lying but checks it out anyway. Only to find he wasn’t. Cyrus demand Acronix to explain what’s going on, so he does. Cyrus agrees to help Acronix bring Kai back.

So they start to work on an invention, and the ninjas find out Acronix is here. Cyrus explains that they’re bringing someone back, Nya’s brother. Nya tells Acronix that she was an only child, but he shows her a photo of Kai with the ninjas. Nya doesn’t believe it, but if that person is really lost in time, then they won’t stop him.

So they start to get to work again. They failed a lot, but they weren’t discouraged. Then one day, while doing a test run, they got Kai back. But he didn’t look great at all.

Kai, who has probably been alone for what felt like centuries to him, looked at Acronix. Kai cried and hugged Acronix, and he hugged back. Cyrus felt like he knew Kai, but assumed he did when he wasn’t erased from time. Unfortunately, everyone still don’t remember Kai.

If I have made anyone upset with this, I am very sorry. I will delete this if requested because I do not wish to make any of you uncomfortable and I will respect your wishes.

#ninjago #ninjago au #timeloop Kai #tw asylum #asylum tw #tw: asylum #tw limb loss #limb loss tw #tw: limb loss #tw character death #character death tw #tw: character death

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explorersofsky · 4 years ago

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definitive and 100% correct ranking of all champion themes

i love pokemon music and i love to rank things, so here’s how i’d rank all the champion themes. if you value my opinions on pokemon music and want to know how i feel about the gym leader themes you can see here. like that list, if a champion theme exists in multiple games i’m gonna pick my favorite version of it

10. alder’s theme: unlike my gym leader themes ranking, there’s not a champion theme i actually dislike. and while i don’t think it’s as good as all of the other themes on this list, it still does kinda slap, but i think it’s the most boring. also why does it kinda sound like the cyrus battle theme?

9. steven’s theme (oras): kinda like alder’s in that i like it, but it’s still kinda boring compared to the other champ themes ahead of it. the louder you play this one the better it is. also probably influenced by the fact that i missed a lot of the hoenn nostalgia since my first pokemon game was diamond and i didn’t play a hoenn game until oras

8. diantha’s theme: i would definitely categorize x/y’s gym theme as the most mellow of all of the gym themes. while i wouldn’t call this song on its own mellow, it’s definitely the most mellow of the champion themes. but unlike the gym theme, this one is one i like listening to and fitting as a champion theme

7. hau’s (champion) theme: one of the changes from sun/moon to ultra sun/ultra moon that i really liked was the first champion battle being against hau rather than kukui. i love hau as a rival and i feel like his champion theme is a good upgrade from his regular rival battle music

6. blue’s theme (b2w2): a pretty iconic piece of pokemon music! again calling back to my gym theme opinions, i love intensity and minor key, and i love the b2w2 versions of the themes

5. iris’s theme: ok this is honestly where it started getting hard because i absolutely LOVE the themes that landed in my top 5. i love iris as a champion (what’s not to love about a little girl with dragons?) and i feel like this theme is a lot of fun and fits her really well

4. kukui’s (champion) theme: the intro to this theme (which is the same as the intro to hau’s theme) is one of my favorites it’s so good!! i love how BIG this song feels it’s honestly such a delight. and i love that part of this theme is used in the game’s intro i think it’s a fun callback

3. lance/red’s theme (hgss): honestly 5-2 were really hard to order in general, but i think the hardest was deciding whether i liked this one more than the s/m champion theme. they’re both great songs and both have the intensity i love but i think the minor key gave this one a slight edge

2. leon’s theme: every time i hear this i want to cheer along with the crowd, i seriously can’t get over how well the crowd cheering works with this theme (and the gym leader theme). it’s just so FUN and idk how to explain it but it definitely carries the vibes of battling this completely undefeated dude who’s also your best friend’s cool older brother

1. CYNTHIA’S THEME (dppt): sinnoh is my favorite pokemon region, cynthia is my favorite champion, and i’m a lesbian, so this one absolutely had to be number one. also i can’t include this song without including the music that plays before the battle because holy shit. and as much as i love the black/white versions of this song, nothing beats the original in my mind. also as i’ve thoroughly documented, i love the intensity and the minor key. i don’t know how to express just how much i love this song but it’s SO GOOD. also shoutout to cynthia for being the first female champion she’s iconic

#ktext #cynthia i have feelings for you #anyway if you read this thank you

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justaghostingon · 5 years ago

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Cogs in a Steel Heart

Chapter 3: Complications

Nuru shows up and Hugo has issues. Cyrus never thought he’d have to offer sound life advice to an angsty teenager, especially not this angsty teenager.

Read on ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/24331849/chapters/59190397 or below the cut.

The day after the air totem was acquired, Hugo was nearly forty minutes late to his report. He had been so late in fact, that Cyrus had considered going to look for him to make sure he had actually survived the trial and didn’t need Cyrus to scrape him off a trap or something. But just as he’d taken the first step Hugo appeared around a distant tree, stomping his feet and mumbling to himself.

Cyrus felt a bit confused. In their last meet up, Hugo had been begrudgingly pleased with the cleverness of his companions. How badly had the mission gone to make him so angry again?

Hugo kept muttering to himself for a bit, using words like “princess,” and “star-dress” with a vicious tone of voice that Cyrus knew all too well.

“Let me guess,” he sighed as Hugo’s attention snapped to him. “You’ve got a new traveling companion?”

Hugo’s expression went slack with surprise, as if he couldn’t figure out how Cyrus could recognize the very same voice Hugo used whenever someone new was introduced to his life after knowing him for six years. But his frustration won out.

“Who does she think she is?” Hugo threw up his hands. “Princess of the Air Kingdom thinks she can just waltz into our group and schmooze her way in, and everyone was just so willing to take her. She’s just sooo clever with her star-dress and her navigation skills, and oh she’s so fun Hugo!” Can’t you try to be nice?” He held up his hands in a pleading matter and batted his eyes. Cyrus got the distinct impression he was mimicking someone specific.

“And then,” Hugo gave a sharp kick to the trunk of the tree and tried bravely not to wince as his foot collided badly. “Then she has the nerve to turn around and say she doesn’t trust ‘my type’ in her kingdom. My type!” Hugo whirled around at Cyrus. “Exactly what is wrong with my type?”

Cyrus eyed the uniform of steel and spikes. Back home, he would hardly stand out. But in this strange country of light clothes and bright colors he stuck out like a sore thumb. At least he was scrawny so most people didn’t run to the other side of the road when he passed like when they saw Cyrus. He wasn’t sure how to explain it all to Hugo though.

But Hugo seemed to interpret his silence as well as if he’d spoken aloud, raising a hand to subconsciously touch his spiked goggles. “Well, at least I dress practically. No one would jump someone dressed like this.” Cyrus gave a nod, because this was true.

Hugo seemed to brighten up at that. “Yeah, I’m practical! It’s not like I’m Goggles, with a gazillion glass balls with different alchemic reactions all glowing on a sash and bringing out his big blue eyes.” Hugo’s own eyes glazed over. “I wonder if I could persuade him to dress up in green and spikes, it would really look striking against his skin, but it would probably kill him,-” he shook his head like he was trying to clear it, “-and Firecracker has a literal firecracker strapped to his back!” He finished, cheeks slightly redder than normal.

Cyrus blinked. What was that all about?

“The mission!” Hugo squawked. “Let me tell you about the mission!” He waved his hands in the air. “She kept getting in my way, being all suspicious. And Firecracker’s old suspicion came up too, and I think they were considering ditching me.” Hugo bit his lip. “But don’t worry! Goggles stuck up for me, and I proved my worth in that journey was far more than a silly star-dress!” He puffed up his chest, then suddenly sagged back down as if all the air had disappeared. “But she demanded to come so she could “save her people,-” Hugo air quotes and yup, that’s definitely a thing he does now, “-and Goggles is too much of a bleeding heart to turn her away, so I’m stuck with her.”

He glared at the tree like he wanted to kick it again. Cyrus felt like he should speak up to save it from said kick. Not that it hurt the tree, but just on principle. “So she’s a constant now,” he said.

“Yes,” Hugo crossed his arms.

“So you’re going to have to get her to trust you too,” Cyrus pointed out. Hugo’s mouth fell open, outrage written on all his features.

“What?” he yelled.

Cyrus shrugged. “She’s gonna be sticking around. You have to make nice to keep their trust, therefore, you have to be nice to her.”

“Stop trying to be smart. It’s not a good look for you,” Hugo turned away. “Besides,” he added, voice as petulant as a toddlers. “I was in the group first.”

He pouts and wow, Cyrus suddenly has flashbacks to his neighbors’ kid, black eye and the same pout on his lips, complaining about a new kid on the playground who his best friend had befriended. What had Mona said to him?

“You were in the group first, so you’ve got to be extra nice, because it’s hard coming in late.” Hugo opened his mouth to protest but Cyrus held up a hand. Taking a stab in the dark, he added, “And wouldn’t that be what Goggles would want you to do?”

Hugo closed his mouth and looked down, and yup, Cyrus had hit the nail on the head. Looks like Hugo wanted to remain in Goggles’ good graces. Cyrus filed that information away into a box to think about never, and finished with, “just give it a shot.”

“Fine,” Hugo rolled his eyes. “I’ll try to be nice.”

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“That’s the guy!” Lester pushed Cyrus’s shoulder as they stepped into a dingy, low-lit pub. “Right over there! I told you I’d remember!”

Cyrus struggled to adjust to the lighting as a large grey blob stood up and moved towards them.

“Lester,” the great grey blob said. “Did you come to accept my offer?”

“Naw man,” Lester laughed. “I quit. But Cyrus here, he took my place, he might want it.”

“Oh?” Grey blob turned to look at Cyrus and in the dim light Cyrus could make out a thick grey cloak around his shoulders and a long jagged scar over one eye. “So you’d like my help with the brat?”

“That depends,” Cyrus crossed his arms. “On what exactly your help entails.”

“Nothing fatal, if that’s what you’re worried about,” the grey blob man shrugged his shoulders. “Just a little lesson, to keep the brat in line. Off company time of course.”

Well that didn’t sound suspicious at all. What did this man think he was, some naive lamb from the heights? He frowned.

Grey blob man sighed. “Look,” he said. “I used to have the position you’re in right now. Tried to make nice to the brat. And do you know what he did?” Grey blob man took a seat, arms resting on the table behind him.

“What?” the crowd in the pub asked, in the drunken grumble of people who've heard the story many, many times before.

“He left me this.” Grey blob man raised a finger and gently traced the scar down his face.

The pub erupted in growls and dissent. Grey blob man seemed to be enjoying it, preening under their attention. But Cyrus was not impressed. Something about the way the man would turn towards the angriest voices set his teeth on edge.

“But you know what I did?” he said as he leaned forward. “I didn’t run! I made that kid behave, right up until that crazy lady fired me.”

The crowd wolf-whistles and cackles in agreement. Even Lester seemed taken in. Cyrus felt a sharp niggling in the back of his mind, as the man’s eyes locked on him, cold and grey. He didn’t know why, by all accounts he should be lining up to ask this man his secret. But right now, his instincts were screaming at him to leave.

“So what will it be? Do you want my help?” The grey blob man held out a hand, and the tilt of his smile was sharp as a wolf’s.

Cyrus eyed that smile, then swung a glance at Lester, smiling placid and trusting as a sheep. Idiot wouldn’t be any help here. But then again.

Cyrus shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not in the habit of taking help from someone whose name and guild I don’t know.”

Grey tipped his head back and laughed, a joyous, contagious sound, and that strange feeling is back, screaming in the back of Cyrus’s head. “Of course, of course. I wouldn’t trust a stranger either. I haven’t got a guild, but if you want to get to know me, come by the bar again some time, I’ll be here.”

“And as for the name,” he shot Cyrus a wink. “It’s Grimoire.”

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Nice it seemed, was far harder for Hugo to put into practice than it was to promise. But hey, what else was new?

Conversations between them involving the new companion Hugo dubbed Princess were usually short and full of complaint and phrases like:

“She wants to know why I’m going off alone all the time, like I don’t know, maybe I’m going off to scream in the woods about how much I don’t like you?”

“And then she and Firecracker went off to some stupid star rocks, but I noped out of that and spent the whole day with Goggles. Alone. He apologized and I nodded along but deep down, I wasn’t sorry.

“My spikes are totally acceptable fashion! Really! She has stars on her dress! Who is she to judge?”

“Stars are always in fashion,” Cyrus pointed out to Hugo’s anguished screams.

At this point, Cyrus was beginning to wonder if Hugo knew the meaning of the word nice. Surely he’d at least heard of the concept. Maybe this whole disaster would work better if he told Hugo to pretend she was an animal instead of a new teammate. Hugo got along with animals. Mechanical ones at least.

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“Shush,” Hugo crooned to the little mechanical mouse stuck in the barbed wire. It gave a pitiful cry as it struggled. Hugo carefully tugged at the wire with his fingers, easing it open for the contraption to better move. In its fear, it bit his finger, tiny mechanical teeth sinking to the bone.

Cyrus fully expected him to pull back and fling the creature away, but Hugo merely grit his teeth and kept silently working with his other hand to untangle the final wires.

“There you go,” he said as the mechanical mouse finally wiggled free of the trap. “Got a bit of a spring lock on your jaw don’t you.” Hugo carefully lifted it up, jaw still clamped around his finger, and ran a gentle finger down its back. “Don’t you worry. I’ll get you fixed up good as new.”

Cyrus coughed politely into his fist. Hugo froze, then turned to look at him, eyes hard as stone. “Leave,” he snapped, spare hand curled protectively around the little mouse.

Cyrus left.

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Alas, Cyrus thought as the memory faded. The princess was not made of mechanical parts, and thus very unlikely to ever get on Hugo’s good side. It seems whatever fluke had happened with Goggles and Firecracker did not extend to her.

So when Hugo came back smiling, (honest to god smiling, when was the last time Cyrus had seen him actually smile?) and ecstatic to tell about an adventure at a ball that the Princess had invited him too, to say Cyrus was surprised would be an understatement.

“You went to a ball. You.” he stated as Hugo leaned back against a tree.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Hugo flipped his hair. “I’ll have you know I clean up handsomely.”

“You hate nobles.” Cyrus pointed out. “Why would you ever go and be around them willingly?” Those fat sods were worse than cockroaches in Cyrus’s humble opinion, and he’d always been so glad his large bulk meant Hugo had to take on most of the missions that involved interacting with them.

Hugo sniffed. “Goes to show how uncultured you are Cyrus. A ball isn’t a place you go to be with nobles. It’s a place you go to show nobles you’re far better at all their petty goals than they could ever hope to be.”

Cyrus stared at him, uncomprehending.

Hugo sighed. “The food and drink are really good, is that enough for you?”

Cyrus tilted his head, considering. He still didn’t think it was worth putting up with those over-bloated fools, but each to their own. He shrugged.

Hugo rolled his eyes. “The point is, some friend of Princess’s, I don’t know his name, invited us all to come to the festival of love, or something sappy like that.”

Oh, I see where this is going. Cyrus thought as he tried not to smile. And I suppose you spent the whole day with Goggles?

“Princess was a bit embarrassed about taking us, but I never turn down an opportunity to schmooze, and Firecracker was pretty excited about the stargazing show afterwards, something about a star beast? I don’t know.” Hugo shrugged. “The point was, I was quite the hit, had all the guests convinced I was some kind of young lord or something.”

The smile slipped off his face. “Goggles got stuck in some pointless quarrel with the royal engineer of Equis though, so he couldn’t join me. Dragged Yong in too. But I didn’t care.” Hugo straightened. “I was doing fine.”

Cyrus raised an eyebrow. He seriously doubted that.

“Better than Princess at any rate,” Hugo crossed his arms. “She was sulking in a corner, apparently her friend’s fiancé was poking fun at how she was sixteen and not engaged. Because sixteen is sooo old.” Hugo rolled his eyes.

“She was pretty bummed out that no one would take her actual accomplishments seriously in light of her love life, and well, I decided to do what a “nice teammate” would do,-” Hugo made air quotes yet again and Cyrus considered how to get him to stop. Seriously, where did he pick this up? “- I offered to be her partner in the lovers’ competition!”

“You-what?” Cyrus blinked at Hugo, who looked incredibly smug.

“Brilliant right?” He tucked his hands in his pockets. “We join as “just friends” and expose how completely fake and pointless all their so-called love really is!”

“I don’t think that’s how that works,” Cyrus says, still trying to wrap his head around the absolute stupidity that was Hugo’s plan. He wished Mona was here, she’d know how to put it delicately. Or she’d just laugh. Probably laugh.

“That’s totally how it works,” Hugo waved Cyrus’s protests away. “And we did pretty good too, all the competitions were really ridiculous, like drinking tea or making flower arrangements. It was hilarious how serious everyone else took it, when we could just get by on the power of alchemy and overacting. Why one time in the flower competition -” he doubled over in a laugh.

Cyrus watched him gasping for breath and wished that he had the ability to read minds. Jokes which made the speaker laugh were rarely as funny delivered as they were in the speakers head.

“-she,” Hugo weased as he pulled himself up right, “she gave them a completely black bouquet to represent my soul, and then spouted some nonsense about how the dark of the flowers represents the night and how I help her shine brighter than a star and the judge was nodding along like he actually bought it!” Hugo started giggling again, clutching his arms tight to his chest to try to stop. “We laughed so hard after he gave us first prize!”

Cyrus bit the inside of his lip. Making fun of nobles was like playing with fire. Even if you get away a few times, eventually you slip up and get burned. Hugo, who spent most of his life schmoozing up to them and ripping them off, really, really out to know this.

“Course then the royal snob from earlier decided to end our fun,” Hugo’s expression sobered. “Apparently she found out I wasn’t noble from her dear fiancé, and pulled up some bogus old law that said that commoners couldn’t participate or something like that.” Hugo rolled his eyes. “Like come on, do they really think commoners care about their stupid little competition?”

Cyrus refrained from pointing out that it seemed like Hugo cared about the stupid competition, if for very different reasons than the rest of the participants. Petty revenge still requires investment after all.

“I told Princess to go on without me,” Hugo shrugged. “Because what says ‘I don’t need a relationship like beating all the couples at their own game?’ But Nuru, -” he shook his head, a strange look of wonder on his face, “-Nuru told them that I was her friend, and that if I couldn’t participate, then neither would she.”

He looked so vulnerable then, eyes wide and confused at the memory, like he couldn’t comprehend why anyone would stick up for him like that. Cyrus wondered if he’d ever had anyone call him a friend before, and to spite a noble no less! He guessed being a princess herself probably meant standing up to a noble didn’t carry the same amount of weight, but still...

Hugo’s expression closed off, like a curtain was pulled down behind his eyes, and the vulnerability was hidden under a look of smug pleasure as he crossed his arms behind his head. “We spent the rest of the time helping Goggles and Firecracker make fireworks to perfectly match the constellations and save the star watching competition from the foggy night, like alchemists do. I naturally snagged the spot beside Goggles. No amount of good camaraderie was going to make me give that up.”

Hiding a growing attachment with another, more obvious and dangerous attachment? Hugo you are losing your touch, Cyrus thought. As his stomach churned uncomfortably.

And between you and me,-” He leaned over to give a mock whisper, “-we even threw in a few new ones of ourselves in the sky.” He giggled then, like messing with a noble’s stargazing competition was the most dastardly thing he could think of to do, which given his track record of petty revenge didn’t even grace the top fifty.

And Cyrus sat and listened as he watched the light in Hugo’s eyes grow as he spoke of his friends and the fireworks they sculpted together. Because what else could you call people who would stick up to a noble woman for you and create pictures of you in the sky?

He’s losing sight of the mission, Cyrus thought in despair. Oh Mona, what am I supposed to do now?

#varian and the seven kingdoms #seven kingdoms au #varian #hugo the human #yong #princess nuru #varigo #cogs in a steel heart

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empty-dream · 5 years ago

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Just watched 13 Reasons Why S4

Ended up making a full blown commentary per episode because this is finally the last season and I’ve been enjoying this mess since S1. I even forgot that it was released until a friend brought it up to me. So in short,

Ep1

OKAY WHO DIES AGAIN HUH??

Clay, narrating: *I'm good at hiding shits so my parents don't notice at all." His parents: *concernedly looking at him pale and mushing food on the dining table*

The concequences of investigating murder cases and creating conspiracies instead of studying your ass off because it's a damn school really caught up huh.

Charlie holy shit I love you he's so chill and good.

It's been years I still can't believe Justin is really adopted by the Jensens. Funny that now the table is reversed, with Justin finally actually doing better and taking care of the increasingly-ill Clay.

SCOTT!! OH MY GOD! SCOTT REED!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA HOLY SHIIITTTTTTTTT AAAAAAAAA!!!

Wow my headcanon is approved, he already graduated by S3. No reason he didn't hang out with the gang after all the shits in S2 if he was no longer around in the first place.

He's still so nice even in Clay's trippy nightmare. Is that what Clay remembers about him? Well not really surprising, considering Scott actually was worried about him in S2.

Good god finally Clay meets a therapist- Wait a minute that's the guy from CSI:NY?!?! Isn't Clay just gonna get clobbered instead.

Okay I knew they are really close and I do adore their relationship so much but HOLY SHIT THEY ACTUALLY GO AT IT WITH ALEX AND ZACH???

Alex: *panicking over the kiss* Zach: Ayy don't worry let's just continue perhaps-suicidally hanging out on dangerous rooftops that you were almost fall to your death from. Alex: ????

Ep2

That narration of Clay ranting about college applications. I'll drink to that bruh.

Ya I too make my applications and other supposedly important matters at 3AM instead of any other more sensible time.

Oh my fucking god that is the creepiest smile I've ever see.

I feel like as Justin gets better and better with his life, Clay goes worse.

Justin is so excited about going to college! You deserve the future man.

The old-time stoners and drunkards are rehabbed or dead. Enter Zach.

Winston: *eyes and ears up to your shit 24/7*

Nobody likes Tyler in S1 but now everybody likes him.

Okay. Cops doing shit jobs at protecting. This feels too real with this situation right now.

Clay's adventure to put the trash into the trash bin.

Omg they got the paint to the lab this is going real CSI.

Idk about u but at this point I don't exactly want to pay attention to Jessica/Justin problems anymore.

I know Zach and Clay don't get along and that's why I need their adventure together.

Clay drunk-puking on Justin. Well well well how the turntables.

The return of Monet!!

"I have 2.8. If I work hard, I'll get 2.9" Winston omg same.

Tht held gaze between Alex and Winston.. Is this slow burn fanfiction???????

Yes Mr. CSI it will definitely get worse.

I know writing about your feelings can make you feel better but probably not in your college essay form.

Ep3

I'm starting to think Clay is the one who dies in the end? Idk tho.

I guess the toll of busting ass trying to save everyone by yourself is catastrophically high, huh, Clay? Funny that he now goes from 100 in S3 to 0 in here and that's actually realistic.

Alex and Winston are really pining each other with Zach in the background lmao.

"You don't wanna go on the Valentine Dance with me? Even as friends?" Well sometimes there are moments when you just don't go back to being friends. It's an actual normal thing.

And besides the last time Alex goes with Jess for something she wanna do, he ends up murdering somebody. So.

"Hey Zach. Hey punch me. Hey you pussy now? Hey hey. Bitch." *poke* *poke* *poke*

No Zach he's trying to save all of your asses. You can't just say that.

Charlie is really just there trying to do his best in this shitshow and like Justin I wanna laugh but also am proud.

Everyone: *being paranoid and unto each other* Alex and Winston: *having the date of their life*

I wish everyone doesn't have this level of trust issues but then again we won't have a shitstorm drama like this.

When did this become "what is love?" philosophy class?

"You know love but you love so fiercely and sometimes it hurts."Wow Mr. CSI you hit the mark.

How many parties can the Liberty High hold in a year?

"You go with Charlie to get back to Justin, right?" Wow Diego you HIT the mark.

I still have problems with Ani as a character, but I do like her casual banters with Clay.

You know, with all these trust issues, I'm surprised nobody actually tries to peek on other's phone. Like, I know that's low. But, you know, faster solution. And better than having mass hallucinations.

Oh God the football team really is a bunch of jerks. Good fucking thing Scott is outta here.

Alex and Winston almost die like couples in a cheap slasher movie.

"Fuck Love." Clay Jensen, 2019 (according to the movie timeline)

Ep4

Why is Charlie talking? Why is he wearing the football jersey? Who on earth dies?? Is it Zach? Justin? Somebody else from the football team? But the content of your speech man...

Ah yeah. Clay did survive a great big deal of many ugly shits. Single-handedly thanks to adrenaline, mostly.

Jess got a point tho. Ani could have followed Clay to stop him, by herself or with the gang. What did she do? She spied on Winston and Alex, and then went back to the dance. So much for handling anything themselves.

Or maybe, the gang shouldn't have let Ani and Clay take care of it themselves.

Does anybody in this show ever figure out Clay has dead people hallucinations?

Domestic Jensen family is my everything.

Charlie really out there bribing Zach with his homemade cookies I-

Ah yeah, I kinda forgot that in reality Alex and Winston have a really difficult situation. With Bryce and Monty stuff.

"Looking back on your time at Liberty, do you have any regrets?" Really? Isn't that all they have?

"Who do you trust most in your life and why?" Everybody: *immediately side-eyeing each other*

Clay c'mon wtf Justin is really just worried sick and trying to help you. Aaand he's gone.

Jess you don't put your hands into something without checking it first...

Why would you only send 2 adults to supervise 30-50 kids on a camping wildlife trip? They wouldn't be able to do shit.

"I thought you were a football player!" "I AM a football player! And so are YOU!" Gold.

Dream!Monty and Dream!Clay really sit like that and I almost laugh were it not for the fact that I do that too. It's strange to see that for once, they talk normally, heart-to-heart, without the usual snickering, chiding, all that venom.

Oh shit they really make Monty and Clay mirror each other like that. They both protect people they love but have tendencies to snap, one way or another.

Zach, dude, I know you've been a real good friend. But Alex almost died. Twice. Because of your drunken ways. And you laughed. Didn't you spend an entire season trying hard to not let him die again? What's wrong with you?

When did this become a horror movie?

The Standalls :((

CHARLIE MY MAN WITH HIS COOKIES. And incidentally, a wild Zach appears.

"So are we gonna fall apart or trust each other now!" Justin my man.

Clay dude that would have been an amazing entrance were it not for the fact you looked insane.

I can't fucking believe they just go normally at campfire like that. Two people almost died. Several got beaten. What the fuck.

Does it come from the bottom of your heart or it doubles as a threat, Clay?

Alex you had us at the first half not gonna lie.

GR A NO LA CA MP C O OKIES? ??

Wait. So who has been fucking around with the football team? Who moved Clay?? Huh??

Ep5

GUYS THERE IS A THING CALLED GPS ON THE PHONE?? What are you? 3?

Justin finally breaking down after 5 episodes being the most decent and healthy person around. Well Charlie is too but he's new, so.

Finally an obligatory meeting at Monet.

CYRUS AND THE PUNK GANG!!! God I love you guys where have you been. And you guys are computer geeks?!?!?! Perfect.

My question exactly, Clay. Good replies tho, Cy.

I'm still thinking how for a nerd, Clay knows A LOT of people and knows who to ask what.

"How am I even friends with you?" Ya Alex that's my question too. How are you suddenly bff with Zach? I don't remember you two being close in S1?

Hm. If you aren't holding his family at stake, there is no way Tony would even think to rat out.

Mr. CSI starts going CSI on Clay.

I almost forgot Charlie's last name is St. George. The cast goes by Charlie mostly so.

Justin really shows up at the party with the angry mom pose and disappointed look at Clay. The turntable, people. Flynn's voice got raspy.

Oh no no Clay you don't go there. Please don't split my Jensen-Foley brothers like that. Meanwhile the punk gang be like just watching there.

C O O KI E S??? Goddamn Charlie do you bring cookies everywhere you go??

Charlie my boy you T_T I was kinda suprised that the cookie baking actually had a sad backstory.

Clay-Zach bonding that I fucking wish for oh yeah. I definitely didn't expect it with piano and drunk singing tho.

While Clay is having the time of his life, Tony is seeing life flashes in his eyes.

Yassss he winssss!!!!

Caleb's expression when the sherrif hugs him lmfao

Nice try Sherrif but Tony knows your tricks.

"What of any of this is okay?" Wow things you'd never hear Justin says in S1.

Meanwhile, Charlie and Alex are high on weed cookies as fuck. Their conversation is the most interesting thing I've seen beside the Scott cameo till now.

The look on Justin's face when Clay pushes him :((

MY DUDES HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ABOUT JEFF'S DEATH? WHAT HE WAS ACCUSED FOR?! You do not, under any circumstances, drive drunk.

Ep6

Clay be spitting truth.

They really be discussing Clay's chronic hero syndrome huh.

Okay. Operation Clay-Zach failed.

Weren't Zach all fuck it all yeah! kinda guy? Guess when you are the one who faces death it's not that fun anymore huh.

"One Clay Jensen is enough" Jess truth.

Do Alex and Charlie really study Spanish in front of Tony who is not helping at all? That would be embarrassing lmao.

Clay: Fuck off. Hallucination!Monty: *sits next to him*

Gotta hand it to Timothy Granaderos. He could go venomous to puppy eyed in 1 second. Amazing.

Man. School shootings are fucked up. There are many things I wonder about mankind and one of them is why is school shooting even possible?

Hallucination!Bryce: Hi I’m sorry I’m late. I hear this is time for Clay’s dead people hallucination party.

"Are you a hero or a martyr?" Wow they really throw the question.

And here is Clay sitting under the desk between his two most hated dead people hallucinations whispering moral dilemmas to him.

Meanwhile Winston and Zach got high.

Charlie helping Alex to breath.

The talk with Estella and Tyler.

"No offense, you are cool, but I don't wanna die with you." Zach chill lmao.

Are.. Are you sure outing that to Winston is a good call, Zach? For a guy who was super paranoid that his gang would narc him, he sure is loose mouthed himself.

I like how everyone from Tyler to Zach to Winston, admits that Alex is a really kind guy.

Wow Tony did you really expect anyone could do anything in that situation, in fucking Evergreen situation, for that matter?

Charlie is a great friend wow.

Cl-CLAY DON'T GO OUT that is EXACTLY what you are NOT supposed to do!!!

Goddamnit Clay. Holy shit Clay.

Dylan Minnette really worked hard in this scene.

.......... WAIT A MINUTE IT'S NOW ACTUALLY CHARLIE ALEX????? Tony be just walking in.

Ep7

Clay really got into a psych ward. Talk about darkest hour. And it’s only ep 6?

Wow Ty that's some brave lines.

Which hallucination-induced person is Clay talking to before Ani gets there?

Ok that therapy session made me tear up.

These kids are having college interviews at the worst time possible. They are all fucking breaking down one way or another.

And Charlie just, really never gives up on Alex huh.

What's most important to Clay is his friends. Real quick to answer that question huh.

God Justin lashing out at the Jensens. It's the first time he does it and it hurts.

Zach holy fuck. I appreciate you didn't out it but holy fuck you didn't have to do that are you trying to die

Clay-Tony combo is back baby I miss them so much. Although perhaps Tony you would mind a bit about Clay's health because clearly he was out of it.

This is so short. I too really don't like application essays and interviews and the inevitable revisit of the sadder parts of my life because of them.

Ep8

When did this become sci-fi apocalyptic story?

God I miss the time when Clay's dreams are just Inception-styled trippy shit with Scott randomly says hello and gets him water.

Okay. Everyone's got their own way to cope with existential and moral crisis huh.

You know what, I would like one movie out of this sci-fi dream.

I knew it Tyler was a bait to smoke out illegal gun dealers. Is that... An okay thing to do for a high schooler? Sounds fucked up, all things considered.

Yaaay Justin's got the college! I'm super happy!

Wow Estella good question.

Wow Tyler good statement. If they trust each other a bit more, everything would have been a bit better.

Ah shit. Justin relapses again.

Does Tony need to be pummelled first before he finally goes all off to finish his opponent or what?

Is this going Big Brother Is Watching

What the fuck. That locker fight scene is disgusting.

Jess and Clay might throw shades at each other but together they share one brain cell.

"I think it's a walkout, Sir" Tyler lmao

Wow Zach and Alex heart-to-heart.

Cyrus really steps on some pedestal to make his point.

Aaand Zach and Alex really go all out on "doing it right" huh.

They really have students vs cops riot at this time. Talk about timing.

It's nice to see the punk gang enjoying the fighting again.

Dude what happens if you don't have anything on your bag tho.

Aaaah the punk gang with Tyler again!!

"Why are you with me and not with Charlie?" Zach ouch that hurts.

Zach no no no Zach get out of there too Zach pls

Clay really becomes 2nd in command to Jess huh.

Charlie tries to save Clay but gets whacked on the head instead.

Tony you came back!! Oh so that college scout was.. Oh.

Oh shit Clay. Oh. Shit. I should have realized that. Goddamn.

Ep9

"I like sleep." Charlie me too.

God Alex and Charlie literally sleep together jaldjwaownaljewoalsj that some cute shit.

Wow Clay really takes Mr. CSI's advice to round up the gang and confesses. That's a step.

Charlie sometimes has a good idea, huh.

The Jensens meeting is probably the reason why the idea of parenthood scares me.

Also Clay and Justin really put the practice of "tell the parents the less-harsh-but-still-harsh truth, then ask them to get prom back" by the book. And it's awkward.

Aww Charlie coming out to his dad and the response he gets... When you put the rich fams like Dempseys, Walkers and Saint Georges together, the last one is really the only healthy one huh.

Way to go Jess!

Ah I forgot Alex has an older brother.

Aaaahhh Charlie has dinner with the Standalls! Their reaction is so sweet!

"Does he make you happy?" "Yeah. A lot." AHDKWJWOAKDUWLAOEL I mean after everything that has happened to Alex, man I am so happy he can say that with a fond smile.

WHAT THE FUCK HAHAHAHHA CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK HOLY SHIT LMFAO I THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST AN TRIPPY ANIMATED IMAGINATION THING and Alex is so done with his extra shit.

Wow Ani you do karaoke good, asking Jess out even better.

OH MY GOD IT ESCALATED. Also Alex is right that one is creepy Charlie.

I thought by special doughnut Caleb means some diet-related stuff fit to Tony's menu for fighting. Why didn't I expect a literal Will You Go To Prom doughnuts?

CHARLIE PLEASE STOP AHAHAHAHA you dumb rich kid where did you get all those lamps and prop candles.

"Would you love me any less?" Aww Clay knows Justin loves him.

"You three all look adorable" Ya Jess, same.

Tony really out there doing the "I'm here because he's here" to Caleb.

Clay, Alex, and Charlie be like judging Zach hard.

Oh right that one kid from Cyrus's gang is gay and he brought his boyfriend!

Zach: You two sitting here like it's a funeral. Also Zach: *proceeds to continue sitting as well*

"We deserve to live." Finally something from Zach's mouth that I can agree for this season.

I love that Tony and Caleb are such good friends to Clay.

And now it's Winston turn for dead people hallucination.

..... The door to the other side again.. :'''((

CHARLIE AND ALEX WON THE PROM KINGS AAAAAAHHHHHH I mean with all those extra efforts, it'd be hard to not to. And there goes Alex finally giving in to dance.

I don't like Luke the football guy when he's the enemy but I like him when he's a friend. He's a hype man lmao.

Alex I'm so happy for you man. I'm glad you are finally happy. My heart was tight at the dance part .

Everyone: *dances* Clay: *sits there, monologuing philosophically*

I like that Clay and Ani finally being honest that they don't fit each other romantically. As romance goes there is not much romantic tension between them. And they have way too many flawed traits that when paired, would turn the relationship sour and possibly toxic in the end.

Justin do u like to show up and make everyone step aside for you or what.

I like that Clay was just watching from a distance. Then at last minute decided to join the crowd with his mother, whom he had a few trust issues with in all seasons.

Charlie: "Foundry's gay?!" Alex: "Mind's blown" Me: Same.

There has been nothing wrong going on in one episode, aside from the Zach one that's timely stopped by Charlie and Alex. I'm suspicious.

Ah. Yes. Of course.

Oh my god Justin's the one dead huh?

Ep10

Oh thank God he hasn't died. Yet.

Oh God Justin no. No no no.

Get your shit together Zach. Even Charlie tells you that.

No no no not like this not after everything oh god.

Somebody would you actually please run after Clay too.

Oh my god Clay.

Oh my god Alex you. Even when he admits it to Winston, he still covers for Jess. I- oh god.

It's been only 15 minutes and it hurts.

Charlie and Alex, the moms of the group.

You know, for a guy who says he doesn't love Justin, Alex gives a lot of shit about him. I guess you can still be around people you don't like?

I know the kiss is huge news Charlie but that's not the issue here lmao.

Zach: *hugs Clay* Clay: ????? Alex and Charlie: ?????? Zach: *pats Tyler's head* *leans on Clay*

The Padillas :''')

Clay Jensen. Class speaker. Wow.

Yeah Mr. CSI's voice is really calm, rather chilling, actually.

"You've looked at death too many times for a young person." Damn right Mr. Jensen.

Ah so that's the reason why Zach stole that letter. Makes sense, emotionally.

You know, I did say Idc anymore about Justin/Jessica problems but when it gets to this point, I can't not care.

So many people come to the hospital...

Clay and Justin's talk. I'm sorry I can't hold it in anymore. I'm fucking sobbing at this moment.

He's dead. He's dead. He's dead just like his mom. But he died not in the same way. He died holding his bro's hand. He died surrounded by his family. He died with people who loved him around.

"After everything, this is how it ends." Fucck

DID HE HAVE TO DIE??? DID JUSTIN FOLEY-JENSEN HAVE TO DIE?? Did you really have to put yet another sucker punch in the last episode of the season?? Yeah I know real kids and people do die from AIDS but really? After a whole season of Clay screaming kids wants to live to the point he lost his mind???

I spent the entire funeral screen crying. I couldn't even scream again when Scott is present in the funeral. I know he'd be there but god I can't right now.

Mr. CSI sure knows super effective ways to make Clay react.

"If Justin's dead, the none of the rest of it matters. " Clay..

He opens up.

Oh yeah I forgot Charlie is a junior.

AAAA COURTNEY AND RYAN ARE HERE!!! I MISS YOU GUYS!!!!!

SCOTTTTT!!!!!! And CHLOE TOO!! It’s nice that they come together. But they aren’t like, together, right? I mean if he is her boyfriend she would say his name right away to Zach instead of a mere ‘would you like to meet him? He’s outside.’

These 4 are such good friends to attend their friends’ graduation ceremony.

The punk guys in toga are so... Refreshing to look. Such hype men.

"It's easy to hate. It's easy to fear. It's goddamn hard to love. But it's not optional. It's essential." Jessica Davis, everybody.

Jeff, Hannah and Justin really died in the span of 2 years. Add to that is Bryce and Monty, whose deaths left uncountable traumas on top of existing traumas. Yeah. It was hellish time.

Scott’s proud small smile when Clay gives his speech. Im love.

"Choose to live. Even on the worst day, life is a pretty spectacular thing." Clay Jensen, everybody.

Ma boi Zach really teared up at Clay's speech.

Luke and one of the punk kids talking about some geek thing I am not familiar with I-

“No offense Luke. You’ve got great arm but you haven’t been known for your brain.” PETER That BURNS LMAO

Poor Winston just being alone. OH HELLO RYAN YOU ARE FAST.

Zach is gonna study music! Nice foreshadowing since he plays a lot of music this season.

Clay having a gratitude moment with his parents and Scott be like munching cupcakes in the background.

Oh god Hannah ...

Wow the old tape gang is here!! The nostalgia hurts.

They bury the tapes on the same hill again asdfwosaiofai.

Kinda salty Sheri and Scott aren’t here. But then again I guess back then Scott was just helping Clay and co when he could and mostly minding his own business. HOWEVER isn’t Sheri like in the tape and pretty prominent too :(( Like she was really cool with Clay (despite the whole guilt over Jeff), tried to make amends and really helped with the polaroid cases.

Also you can't just insert Scott in Clay's dream and then not have them interact in the end. The dream was such a perfect bait. Like we know at least they apparently get along well.

Everything in Jessica’s final conversation with her Bryce hallucination. Everything in it.

Ryan: “Gordon Lightfoot?” Ha Ryan you miss a whole lot of drama.

Fuck I'm tearing up again at Justin's essay. He deadass makes an entire essay about Clay and how he is his savior I-

Oh my god they end it exactly like S1 with Tony and Clay riding away. They are really each other’s ride or die.

That’s it. It’s over. It’s been a long trainwreck. So the 2019 class graduates, so does Justin, they are doing uni right now and keeping in touch with everyone. Bye.

#13 reasons why #13 reasons why season 4 #random saying

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