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illfoandillfie · 4 years ago

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Easy As A-B-C

Pairing: Professor!Gwilym Lee x Reader

Summery: Professor Lee is getting sick of marking papers, you offer an alternative. One where he doesn't need to think at all.

Warnings: SMUT (18+), unprotected sex, bimbofication (without hypnosis), oral sex (m and f receiving), hand job, light dom/sub dynamic, dom!reader, sub!Gwil, overstimulation, maybe a little bit of hair pulling

Words: 4,537

A/N: This was massively massively inspired by my love @dracoladon and her Drarry fic Lucid (seriously, go read it because she’s a much better writer than me and also sex dumb Draco is hhhhhhh). Reading it made me want to write more himbo fics but without all the hypnosis stuff thats in my Future Management series. Then I got talking to @peachydeacon about himbo!Rog which led to talking about himbo!Gwil and this fic is the result of our discussion lmao. It was also partly inspired by a post on a porn blog that popped up on my dash but I can’t link to that because tumblrs dumb.

Also, it is a professor gwil fic but set after reader has graduated so it’s all above board lmao

Blurb Advent: Day 24

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Gwilym looked unreasonably hot while he was grading papers, his brow knitted, wearing a look of serious concentration made all the more noticeable by the reading glasses sliding down his nose. His loose tie and the undone top buttons of his business shirt lent him a casually dishevelled air, and that wasn’t even mentioning the way he absentmindedly twisted his pen between his fingers as he read and reread sentences he was struggling to understand, occasionally pausing to underline something or write a note in the margins. It all painted a very sexy image, the kind of serious sexy only a professor could achieve, though this sexiness was nowhere near new. You’d found his manner oddly arousing even when he’d been your professor. Of course, that had been a few years ago and well before you’d had your chance encounter in the local second hand bookstore that led you to ask him out. He’d stuttered out something about never having even thought of you as more than his student and “really I feel almost as if I’ll get in trouble for the conversation as soon as I get back to campus.” But the awkwardness soon changed when you confessed to having had a minor crush on him back in the day and having since hoped to run into him. He seemed more open to the idea of dinner with you after that and, if you were being honest, more cocky too, but cocky in a decidedly dignified and charming way. Anyway, one thing led to another and now here you were somewhere close to a year and half later and you were struggling not to stare at Gwil as he graded papers and looked professor-ally disarrayed and hot.

You knew it was something to do with the Romantic era poets that the students had to write about because he’d read a question out to you earlier to get your opinion of if it was confusingly worded. “No, I don’t think so,” “Then why in god’s name do none of my students get it?” he looked about ready to hit his head against the desk until he passed out but he returned to the topmost paper with a sigh and ruffled hair from where he’d run his hand through it. That’s when you’d started trying not to stare. A tall order when all you could think about was dragging Gwil to the bedroom and ravishing him enough to make him forget all about John Keats and poetry and the English language itself. Not that that was exactly hard. No, Gwilym had a tendency to get a little dazed and confused when you really gave it to him. Sex drunk you’d decided to call it. A transformation that you quite delighted in witnessing and causing. Gwil was sharp as a tack usually, always ready with some obscure fact or quote from literature. It was part of what made him such a good teacher, his memory for all things bookish, as well as his approachable (if a little stern) demeanour and his determination to get the best from his students. But it wasn’t hard to shut down his brain, cloud his memory and entirely befuddle him. One time you’d snuck into the bathroom at the restaurant you’d gone to for dinner and poor Gwilym had become so spaced out he’d spilt half a glass of wine in his lap and then walked into the glass door as you left, even with you leading him by the hand. You supposed that what they said about great power and responsibility was true. All the same, it was a fun power to wield and you knew that, with the right sort of attention, you could have Gwilym babbling incomprehensible gibberish with no memory of what a poem even was, which was surely something he’d appreciate right about now.

You blinked yourself from your reverie as, finally, Gwil set his glasses aside and rose from his seat, groaning as he stretched out the stiffness in his back. He rolled his neck back and forth, your eyes following, before letting his shoulders drop and moving to sit next to you on the couch. “I can’t do it anymore, I can’t read another word about Byron or I’ll loose it.” He sighed, draping an arm around your shoulders and leaning into your neck. “Byron? I remember that assignment. Everyone hated you for it,” His breath was warm against your skin as he spoke, sending a tingle down your spine, “Well if this year’s lot is anything to go by, the feeling was probably mutual,” “Mmm, I remember one girl saying she was going to shove her copy of Don Juan up your arse if she didn’t pass,” He lifted his head again and laughed, “And yet my rectum remains Byron fee and no other injuries befell me, so either I taught you enough to get by or you were all a bunch of cowards,” “Bit of both probably. And why would this year’s be any different, huh?” “I don’t know, you haven’t read any of their attempts at cohesive analysis. Some of them are just throwing out terms like allusion and anapestic and personification all willy-nilly, clearly without properly understanding them. ” “I think you’re being too harsh on them. They’re first years after all and it’s not always easy to understand all that poncy poetical bullshit. Plus, you know it all already so of course everyone else seems stupid to you,” “Maybe,” he conceded, though it seemed to take some effort. “Honestly, someone should put you in their position, see how well you go with it,” “Yeah? And who would do something like that?” Gwilym laughed as you shifted to straddle his lap, accepting the kiss you offered, “You?” “Maybe I will. Spell personification for me,” “You know it’s not high school English, right. We don’t do pop quizzes on spelling and grammar.” “I know you don’t, but this is my subject and I’m testing spelling. Besides,” you let your hand drop between you, brushing lightly over the front of his pants, “I promise it’ll be fun.” Gwil gave a half-hearted eye roll, “P-E-R-S-O-N-I-F-I-C-A-T-I-O-N, personification. D’you want me to use it in a sentence too?” You knew he’d get it right. Gwil always had been good at spelling off the top of his head which you supposed was a side effect of all his reading and the years devoted to the written word. But it was still a little annoying. Mostly because he was being a bit of a tool about the whole thing, but it didn’t help that you’d grown quite wet thinking about how you’d like to have him, like to turn him into the fucked out airhead you’d seen before. You shook your head and tutted at him as if he got it wrong. “No, that’s definitely it. I’ve just read it about a hundred times, I know I’m right. P-E-R-S-O-N-I-F-I-C-A-T-I-O-N,” he spelt it faster that time, trying to prove that you were wrong. “Try allusion for me,” “A-L-L-U-S-I-O-N,” Right again. You sighed as if you were disappointed. Gwilym raised his eyebrows but said nothing. “What about caesura?” “C-E-A-S-U-R-A,” The mistake was an easy one to make, two letters flipped around the wrong way, and you could tell he knew it was wrong as soon as he’d said it. He was surprised when you leant forward to kiss him again, cupping his jaw with one hand as you dropped the other and slowly pulled down the zip on his work pants. “But I fucked up,” he said softly, eyes still closed as you pulled away a few centimetres. You just smiled as you thought of a new word, “Anapestic,” It was another word Gwil had mentioned as seeing in his student’s essays so you knew it would be fresh in his mind and he proved as much when he spelt it, “A-N-A-P-E-S-T-I-C,” He was right of course, so you tutted and pulled your hand away from his crotch, grabbing his chin with your other and forcing him to look at you, “You can do better than that.” His features shifted at the sudden loss of contact, the look of concentration returned once more. If anything, your much closer proximity to the expression made him seem all the more hot but you resisted the urge to give in and drag him to the bedroom, curious if he’d catch onto your little game now and, equally so, to see if he’d play along, “Try Onomatopoeia.” A longer word gave him more chances to get things wrong but would his pride and his brain allow that? Apparently so. “O-N-O-M-” Gwil paused and thought for a second, his eyes narrowed as his looked at you, “O-N-O-M-A-T-O-P-I-A,” the last three letters were said with such deliberate diction that you knew he’d figured it out. “Good boy,” you said, letting your hands slip inside his undone pants to massage his dick. His hips jolted at the contact and he let his hands fall to your arse, squeezing. “What about, dactyl?” His reply was instant, unthinking, and totally correct, “D-A-C-T-Y-L,” You clicked your tongue condescendingly as you once again removed your hands from him. “Fuck,” “Well that’s what happens when you get things wrong, honey, and such an easy one too,” “I didn’t get it wro- fine, give me another,” You smiled, unable to hide how delighted you were that he was interested in following your rules, even if it was just his competitive streak rearing its head to show that he could out smart you, “Assonance,” Gwilym spelt the word slowly and carefully, making sure to only say one ‘s’ and to leave off the ‘e’. And you made sure to reward him for it, shuffling backwards on his lap so you could shimmy his pants down his thighs and wrap your hand around his cock. He raised an eyebrow at you but otherwise made no comment as he leant back in his seat to enjoy the attention. “Romanticism,” Once again Gwilym was careful with his spelling, intentionally replacing the ‘c’ with a double ‘s’ but that was the kind of behaviour you wanted to encourage so you kept stroking him off, twisting your wrist, dragging your thumb over his flushed tip. It must have felt good with the way he was sighing, shifting his shoulders as if to move his whole body closer to yours. “So clever baby, what about,” you paused, dredging up memories of poetry analysis and the words you used to have burned into your brain but which you’d not had much use for recently, “Enjambment” “Ummm, E-N,” Gwil hummed as you leant over him and let a trail of spit drip onto his cock, using your hand to spread it over his length, “Enjamb-ment, uh, E-N-J-A- no E, no A, M-E-N-T,” You leant into his ear and spoke softly, “That’s right, being so good for me, so clever. What should I do next though? Ride you? Or maybe suck you off? Or just keep doing this?” “Uh,” Gwilym shook his head a little as if to clear it, “mouth? Please?” “Of course, baby. If you can spell dissonance for me.” You were quietly confident that he’d get the spelling wrong, already noticing the first sign of his impending brainlessness, extra filler words where he’d normally not need them. It was funny though, usually he wouldn’t reach that stage until he was much closer to nutting. “D-I-S” he rushed through the first three letters and then stopped, biting his lip, “T-um, A-N-E-N-C-E.” You were sure the errors in that word were less intentional than the previous few and, as promised, slipped off his lap and settled yourself between his legs, pulling his pants off so he could spread them wider for you. You held eye contact as you let your tongue trail along the underside of his cock, tracing along a vein, though you couldn’t help but smile as he groaned above you. “Can you spell Decasyllable for me?” you asked before closing your lips around the head of his cock. “What? Oh, um, D-E-C-K- fuck,” he broke off as you swirled your tongue around his tip. “Fuck’s not a letter, baby,” you sank down on him again, bobbing a little lower. “I know, um, Deck-syllable, D-E-C-K-A-S-Y-B-L-E, I think. Is that right?” In answer you hummed and took him a little deeper, pushing his shirt up towards his chest. Gwilym took the hint and pulled it off before he grabbed your hair, leaning his head against the back of the couch. For a moment you just focused on sucking him off, listening to his shallow breathing and whiny groans. But you weren’t finished with your game yet.

“Epigraph?” you asked before bobbing down on him again, pushing yourself to take him deeper still. Gwilym remained silent as you gagged and pulled back from him again to breath freely. “Well?” “What did you say?” “Epigraph. Can you spell that?” He nodded as you resumed your bobbing, his hand grabbing at your hair, “E-P-P-E-G-R-A-F-F.” You hummed around him and his hips bucked up, pushing him further down your throat for a second. “No, don’t stop,” he whined under his breath as once again you let him fall from between your lips. “Sorry baby,” you wrapped your hand around his base and switched back to jerking him off, “you’re so hard though and I know you want to earn your orgasm like a good boy,” Gwilym nodded. “Okay, so spell meter,” “M- oh, I don’t know,” “You do know, baby, you just gotta try. Meter,” He scrunched his face up in thought, “M-E-E-T-R,” “See, I said you knew it, and you did it so well!” Gwilym gave you a dopey smile, looking proud at your praise, “I did?” His mouth dropped open with the movement of your hand. “Of course baby! You got it completely right because you’re so clever. What about sonnet, do you think you can do that one for me?” He nodded enthusiastically, “S-N-E-T,” “Very good! Okay, three more and I’ll let you cum,” “Okay!” “Okay, what about,” you thought for a moment, watching your hand pumping over his shaft as you trailed your fingernails lightly over his thigh, “Spell rhyme,” “Ummm,” Gwilym bit his lip in thought, soft grunting noises rising in his throat in time with your strokes. “It’s a bit of a tricky one,” “Yeah.” “And it’s hard to concentrate isn’t it?” “Mmhmm, so hard to con-ten-tate,” he thought for a little longer as you slowed your hand, “rrr- R-I-M,” “So clever baby! Okay canto,” “Oh! Ummm,” Gwilym pouted and whined as you unexpectedly drew the tip of your tongue around his head, “I don’ know,” “No?” He shook his head, eyebrows furrowed. “Okay what about, poem?” Gwilym seemed to have reached the last dregs of his knowledge, grunting in frustration as he shook his head again.” “You sure you don’t know?” He bucked his hips up into your hand as he shook his head again. “Alright, I’ll give you an easy one then. Spell your name for me, spell Gwilym,” Gwil’s eyes lit up at the suggestion but his face quickly slipped into a frown again, the expression getting more pronounced with every passing second he didn’t say anything. He sought out your face, his eyes brimming with frustrated tears, “I don’t…” his fists balled up as he looked to you for help. “You don’t remember?” He shook his head once more, a tear shaking loose and rolling down his cheek, “you said it was easy.” “It’s okay if you don’t know,” “Really?” he sniffled. “Of course it’s okay. You’re not supposed to know things.” “I’m not?” “Awww, of course not baby. That’s why I’m here, to know things, and you’re just here to make me happy.” Gwilym sighed and leaned back against the couch, smiling again. “Do you want to give it a try for me?” “Umm,” he whined as you slowed your strokes “It would make me very happy,” “Okay, umm…G? L? ummmm, M?” “You’re so clever, baby!” Gwilym giggled proudly and grinned at you as you adjusted your grip on his cock. “You’re my good, smart boy, aren’t you baby?” “Mmhmm,” he bucked his hips towards you as you took him into your mouth again. “Feels go-od,” he mumbled, almost panting with how close he was. You dragged the hand that rested on his thigh up to cup his balls as you sucked on his tip until he moaned and came, spilling his seed over your tongue.

You kept working your hand along his length, even after you’d pulled your mouth from him. “Was that a good orgasm baby? Did it make you feel good?” He nodded, pouting a little as you kept wanking him, “good oggsam,” It took all your effort not to laugh at that, biting on the inside of your cheek to keep from letting so much as a chuckle slip. Very few things delighted you as much as when Gwil forgot how to talk properly. “You know,” you said as you finally let his cock free, “sometimes when people have orgasms they feel euphoric. Do you feel euphoric?” “Mmhmm, you-porik.” “Clever boy. Do you want to help me feel euphoric?” “How?” “With your mouth,” “Oh! Okay!” You braced yourself against his knees as you stood, leaning forward to give Gwil a small kiss on the lips. He closed his eyes and smiled up at you contentedly as you shimmied out of your own clothes, dropping them all to the floor. “You going to let me lie down?” you asked, tapping Gwil on the shoulder. He looked around confusedly for a moment before his eyes settled on you, growing wider as he realised how naked you were. Without warning he surged forward, his hands grabbing your arse as he nuzzled his face in the valley between your breasts. If it were up to Gwil he would have stayed there all day but you had need for him elsewhere so you yanked his head back by his hair, earning a small noise of displeasure. “Don’t complain, baby. You want to make me feel euphoric, right?” “Mmhmm,” he hummed earnestly. “And how do you think you could do that?” “I don’t know,” “Maybe, cunnilingus?” “cun-un-un-un-gus,” “Exactly,” you directed his gaze down to your pussy, failing to hide your amused grin. But he was too far gone to notice, happily slipping to his knees in front of you. Telling him to wait for a second, you climbed onto the couch and spread your legs, beckoning him between them once you were comfortable.

He hadn’t been able to say the word but that didn’t mean he wasn’t skilled at the act. A string of soft hums and throaty sounds rose to your lips as he licked your cunt, the scratchy sensation of his beard only amplifying the soft, wet, warmth of his tongue. “Can you, oh, can you spell poem for me baby?” Gwilym hummed and then started naming letters, his mouth still pressed against your cunt as if he didn’t realise he couldn’t talk and suck at the same time. You didn’t bother to stop him when he said too many letters or correct him when all of them were wrong. You just let his breath wash over you, his tongue flicking against your clit with each new letter, eliciting longer moans and sighs from you. “Fuck Gwil,” you panted, “keep going,” “Keep going,” he repeated, his voice muffled as he dragged his tongue all the way down your slit and then back up again, making you whine. You jolted when he reached your clit again and pressed against his head, keeping him close to you, your other hand trailing up your chest to tweak your nipples and knead your breasts. Occasionally you’d give him an instruction – “faster please,” or “do that again,” or “fuck Gwil, right there,” – and he’d repeat the words back to you, softened and often a little slurred together or mispronounced, before doing as he was asked, drawing you closer to release. He was pleased whenever another groan or mewl slipped from your lips, responding to them with sounds of his own as if he were savouring a particularly delicious meal. It seemed he’d taken what you’d said about making you happy to heart, though some of his whines might have had more to do with his cock, hard again and straining to be touched as his attention remained focused on you. “I’m c-lose ba-by,” you grunted as Gwilym pressed his mouth to your lower lips, as if to give you a soft chaste kiss, only to begin shaking his head side to side, rubbing his face against your cunt. “loase,” he muttered to himself, trailing his tongue back up to your clit, making you grind your hips up into him. It was impossible to keep your mouth shut in the face of such a feeling, wantonly moaning as you felt your orgasm bubbling to the surface. Gwilym hummed against you in response to a particularly loud moan which managed to be your undoing, your knees trying to clamp shut around his head as he continued to suck at your clit.

When you calmed enough to let go of his hair and loosen your thighs from around his ears, Gwilym looked up at you. His face was shiny and wet but he seemed to have regained some of his usual awareness. His eyes weren’t quite as vacant and his smile less dopey than it had been. “Feel good?” he asked, sounding almost normal except for a slight lightness in his tone. “Very good baby,” you leaned forward and kissed him full on the lips, tasting yourself as he opened his mouth and accepted your tongue. Slowly you dropped your hand between you, finding his cock again, not quite done with your brainless toy. He grunted against your lips and bucked into your hand as you stopped his return to sense. “Isn’t this fun?” you said softly as you pulled back, holding Gwil by the chin to stop him from trying to follow. “Yeah, fun,” a smile slowly tugging at his lips, “what is?” “Not needing to think, baby,” “Oh! Yes,” he laughed. “You’re too pretty to have a brain anyway, aren’t you? Much better off letting it leak out of your head,” “Mmhmm, much,” “And do you know what good, dumb boys get?” “No?” “They get fucked. Would you like that?” “Yes yes yes,” “Alright, lie back for me,” you chuckled, giving his cock a final stroke. Gwilym settled on the carpet on his back, grinning as you straddled his lap. Silently he held out his hand, all but two of his fingers folded against his palm. “No, I don’t need your fingers sweetie,” you said, giving the tips of his two fingers a light kiss, “as dextrous as they are and as much as I enjoy them, I think I’m okay skipping straight to your cock,” He nodded, letting you place his hand down on the floor again. You watched his face as you slowly sank down onto him, once again the picture of cunt drunk bliss with glazed eyes and his lip between his teeth. He smiled as you leaned down to kiss him, rolling your hips against his slowly. As you tongues entwined again, Gwilym framed your waist with his hands, slowly dragging them up your sides and onto your chest. He cupped each of your breasts in one of his palms, squeezing softly as you rocked forward and back. “Better than Byron isn’t this?” you asked, pushing yourself up a bit, but not so far you couldn’t kiss him again. “Wha’s Byron?” You laughed, “Y’know I think this might be the dumbest I’ve seen you. Can’t believe all it took was a rigged spelling test. He obviously didn’t understand, staring blankly back at you.

What he did understand was that you were moving further away from him and he whined as you pushed yourself to sit higher again, bracing your hands on his chest as you used your knees to raise and lower yourself. It still wasn’t enough though so you shifted again before too long, placing a hand behind you to grab Gwil’s leg. You leant back on it changing the angle of Gwilym’s cock, and felt his hands drop from your chest, no longer able to reach as easily. They came to rest on your leg, his fingertips digging into your skin as you rode him, keening as you felt the start of your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach. “Fuck Gwil, fill me so well, feels so good,” “My dex-ik-tus cock?” You couldn’t help but laugh, taken by surprise at his misunderstanding and mispronunciation of dextrous, but you nodded in agreement too, repeating your sentiments about how good it felt. “Wanna make me feel even better?” “How?” You sat forward again and reached for his hand, pulling it to your clit. Gwilym took the hint, messily rubbing as you bounced on his cock, but his whines and moans only grew as you rode him. “You’re close?” “Mmhmm,” You were on the verge of asking if he could hold it when he came with a groan, pulsing inside you. But you didn’t stop. “I’m close too, baby, so I’m gonna keep fucking you, okay?” He nodded, eyes fixed on you. “Good boy.” You panted, grabbing his wrist to hold his hand at your clit and adjusting your rhythm. Each time you sank back down onto him you did it harder, slamming his cock into you as deep as you could manage, groaning with each one. Your orgasm was frustratingly close but Gwilym was becoming steadily more sensitive as his subsided, wincing more with each of your thrusts. The winces turned to whimpers which turned to whines as you whispered that you were so close. “Almost baby, almost,” “Please. Hur’s,” “Nearly, just. One. More,” you threw your head back with a moan as you finally found your release, Gwil whining when you pulsed around him, a fresh tear running from the corner of his eye onto the carpet as he squirmed under you.

“Sorry, baby,” you said softly as you carefully dismounted him. He hummed as you kissed him again, leaving an extra kiss against the tip of his nose. “Did so well, such a good boy for me,” “Yeah?” “Mmhmm, so good,” He gave you a slightly watery smile and let you pull him into a cuddle, sighing contentedly when you brushed your fingers through his hair. You stayed like that for a while, knowing that later you’d regret lying on the floor for so long but unable to find the energy to move or the willpower to tell Gwilym you had to let him go. He gradually lost the fucked out expression, becoming more aware of his surroundings and more capable of clear speech. “How are you feeling?” you asked when you realised he’d blinked away the last of his sex drunk vacancy. “Better than before. Little tired but much more relaxed and very satisfied. And, before you ask, yes that’s satisfied and yes I can spell it if you want,” “I believe you.”

#my writing #my fics #smut fic #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee smut #gwilym lee imagine #this has been half written in my drafts for much too long now #but im very happy to be able to finally post it!#just got one more thing to write for this advent countdown #which i'll try and knock off after i get back from church #so that its ready to go in the morning #anyway #hope ya'll like this #i might kind of love writing pretty dumb boys #blurb advent 2020

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 4 years ago

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FP//The Midnight Club (part 4)

hey! thats right, after the long awaited return, its back!!! and because i feel so terrible about leaving it for so long, the rest of the series is written too (and edited!!!), it just needs posting. anyway, i hope you like it!! and i hope it was worth the wait. seriously, thank you for being so patient, i love you all. (part 3)

In movies, Saturday detention always looks fun. Sneaking around, pouring your heart out to people you see everyday but know next to nothing about and making new life long friends. In reality, its spent doing a whole load of nothing.

You rest your chin in your hand and stare at the blank board ahead. You were the second one here, after Penelope Blossom and as soon as you walked through the door she sent you a disapproving look.

You and Penelope get on almost as well as you and Alice. She’s an annoying teachers pet that likes to write you up when she catches you and FP so much as holding hands.

The seat you chose when you got hear was a good one, near the back and away from Penelope. But then the rest of the your classmates turned up and suddenly you found yourself sat between FP and Alice, both of which were trying to kill each other with just looks.

“Leave me alone FP.” You whisper. It’s the third time he’s tried to talk to you since he got here, and every time you’ve told him to go away. It seems finally he gets the hint and huffs loudly before leaning back in his chair.

You glance behind you to see Alice already looking at you and you send her a small, unsure smile. She just scoffs and looks down at her gloved hands, leaving you to stare at the top of her head.

“Welcome...to Saturday Detention.” Principal Featherhead’s loud but tired voice draws your attention the front of the class again and you force yourself to try and listen to whatever’s he’s droning on about, but in the 2 seconds its taken for him to let out a breath, you’ve tuned out.

It’s weird when the closest thing you have to a friend is Alice Smith. The rest are just acquaintances...and FP, who right now could be dead for all you care. You’re still not over last night.

There’s clearly something going on between him and Alice, the more you think of it, the more it makes sense. And you’ve thought about it a lot, all of last night in fact.

Your boyfriend knocked up Alice Smith...and then you. It makes you wonder if anybody else is expecting, you could make a little football team at this rate.

It’s bad enough having Saturday detention, but it’s even worse that he’s here, especially when you’re running on less than an hours sleep.

It’s just one Saturday. Eight hours, seven people with nothing in common.

Well, almost nothing.

The bad girl

“Alice Smith?”

The rebelling Catholic

“Hermione Gomez?”

The teachers pet

“Penelope Blossom?”

The artist athlete

“Fred Andrews?”

The political animal

“Sierra Samuels?”

The good girl

“Y/n Y/ln?”

And the ladies man

“Forsythe Pendleton Jones, Jr?”

You piece together the reasons everyone’s here. Alice and Penelope are here for fighting, something Alice told you about in detail last night, despite you wanting to sit in silence and watch Winona and Johnny fall in love. But you will admit...she did deserve it.

Sierra and Hermione are probably here because they were in the bathroom just before you left, so they got caught in a wrong place, one time thing like you. The friend that you’re covering for isn’t even here, instead she’s probably in bed, or at Pop’s while you’re sat here taking the fall for her.

Fred and FP were caught streaking, which was funny at the time. Seeing FP and Fred run down the corridor with no clothes on was a sight, made even funnier by Principal Featherstone catching them. But now you just want to slap the smirk that seems to permanently reside on FP’s face off. You have never hoped he has a hangover more.

“While you’re here today you will not talk.” Featherhead starts while making his way around the desks, handing out paper as he goes and you have to hold in a sigh. “You will not play” He says and snatches Fred’s drumsticks away, making the boy huff quietly and sit up straighter. “You will not move. I don’t even want you to breathe.”

“Charming.” Alice mutters and you stifle a laugh. Sierra clears her throat and everyone looks at her.

“Yes?”

“What if we have to pee?” She asks.

“You hold it, Miss Samuels. And at the end of the day, you will deliver a 1000-word essay as to why you’re here today.” He replies and you all let out a collective groan. “I will be right down the hall, in my office, all day long...cause I have nothing better to do.”

The clock reads 11am, meaning you’ve only been here for two hours and they’ve been the longest two hours of your life. Staring at the blank sheet of paper in front of you for so long has made your vision go weird so you focus on the clock instead. You know why you’re here, ‘caught smoking’ is what you’ll have to write, despite the fact you were just holding it. But how are you supposed to stretch that into 1000 words?

A scratching behind you distracts you from your thoughts making you look behind you. Alice sits on the windowsill with a knife in her hand as she scratches against the wood.

“Dude, can you not?” Fred asks annoyed and she stops abruptly.

“Dude? Can you bite me?” She retorts. Fred rolls his eyes before turning back around.

“Oh, my God. Shh.” Penelope says loudly and now its your turn to roll your eyes.

“Psst. Sierra.” A different voice is a welcome distraction for all of you and everyone looks at the door, hoping and praying that its something exciting.

Tom Keller peeks his head round the door, a smile growing on his face when he spots Sierra and she quickly stands up, making her way towards him.

“Sit down. We’ll get in trouble.” Penelope scolds but Sierra ignores her.

“Tommy.” She smiles and the two of them kiss. Your eyes widen at the sight and you hear a few muffled gasps from the other students.

“Brought you some sustenance.” He says and waves a paper bag at her. She smiles again and grabs the bag from him, holding it close to her chest.

“Thank you.”

“I love you. I’ll see you tonight, okay?”

“Okay.” She nods and kisses him again before he leaves as quickly as he came.

“Sierra?” Fred is the first to break the stunned silence. “You and Tom Keller?” She nods and he lets out a short laugh. “Guys we’ve been going to the same school since kindergarten. How do we not know anything about each other?”

“We’re not friends. Cliques don’t cross pollinate.” Penelope replies. “Haven’t you seen Heathers?”

“Well, we’ve got six or more hours to kill, and no one to impress. How about a round of Secrets and Sins?” Sierra says, a small twinkle in her eyes as she looks at each you.

You gulp and share a look with the rest of the group, yours and Alice’s lingering for a little longer than the rest.

Sierra is the first to sit down, an excited smile on her face as she watches the rest of you reluctantly sit. Fred’s next, and then Hermione who sits beside him. Penelope sits on the other side of Sierra, FP sits next to Fred and you sit beside him, making sure to put a good amount of distance in between you. Alice is the last to sit, doing it as dramatically as she can and earning an eye roll from Sierra and FP.

“I’ll start!” Sierra says. “Tommy and I have been secretly dating for a few months now.” She admits.

“Why secretly?” Hermione asks.

“Our parents don’t want their children dating someone so...different. To use their euphemism of choice.” She replies, the previous happy smile is long gone. It’s replaced by sadness and she looks at the old, faded carpet, trying hard not to think too much of it.

“My mom’s all up in my relationships, too.” Hermione adds. “You know Hiram Lodge?”

“Uh, yes.” Fred replies and a few of you giggle at his response. “Dude is ripped.”

“And a petty criminal.” Penelope mutters.

“He’s a self starter who provides for his family.” She defends. “But to my mom, he’s a scrub. ‘Thats the way to to the American Dream, mija.’ But what dream? She cleans hotel rooms in that stupid Five Seasons, 16 hours a day. Hiram’s got the right idea. Get out of Riverdale. No matter what you have to do.”

“Yeah.” Fred starts. “Except...Riverdale’s not the problem. Me? I wanna stay here my whole life.” He says making Sierra laugh and you shake your head. You can’t think of anything worse.

Although now, you just might be stuck here. You’re destined to live in a crappy trailer, barely keeping it together and watching your friends move on with their lives. Oh god, the thought alone makes you want to cry and throw up all at the same time and you let out a shaky breath. Your hand automatically moves to your stomach as you try to slow your breathing.

“Are you okay?” Fred asks and you force yourself to look at him, faking a smile and quickly dropping your hand to your thigh.

“Yeah, I’m good.” You nod. FP moves to hold your hand but you quickly pull it away, sending him a scowl and he quickly retracts his hand back. Fred notices of course, but decides to stay out of it, instead looking at the old carpet. Alice rolls her eyes at the two of you and looks straight at Fred.

“Is that how longs its gonna take you to decide between music or baseball?” She asks and Fred flips her off.

“Our minor league is solid. And we’re close enough to the city to play music gigs. This towns got it all. Could even see myself running for mayor one day.” He says, and he’s the only person in this room that you believe could actually do that.

Fred Andrews is something different. He’s friendly to everyone, no matter where they come from or what they are. He’s somebody you wish you could be more like, and you can see him changing the world someday.

“Ugh. Nightmare job.” Sierra huffs. “Why not shoot for something bigger? You can do all those things in a real metropolis.”

“Yeah. Except look after my dad. He’s sick. Real sick. And he took care of me my whole life, so, now it’s my turn.” He replies, his expression saddening and a frown appears on your own face. Tears well behind your eyes and one rolls down your cheek. It lands on your hand and your curse your hormones for making you cry.

FP reaches out again but you just shuffle further away from him, wiping your tears as you go and he lets out an annoyed sigh.

Hermione places a comforting hand on Fred’s knee and he looks at it for a few seconds, seemingly getting lost in his thoughts for a while before quickly changing the subject.

“Alice, you’re up. What’s your deepest, darkest secret?”

The tension in the room shifts. Penelope, Sierra and Hermione share a look and you watch as FP and Alice glance at each other.

“Um...”

“Lets skip her.” You interrupt and she sends you a glare.

“I don’t need your pity Y/n.”

“Alice just tell them about the time you lit a dumpster on fire on the southside” FP says bored.

“Wait, that was you?” You ask, earning a few confused looks from the rest of the group. You remember that fire, it caused quite the rage on the Southside because the serpents thought it was a rival gang seeing as though it was right outside of the Wyrm. “...FP told me.” You add quietly.

“Why don’t you tell them that you actually live in Sunnyside Trailer Park?” She replies and for a second you freeze, thinking she’s talking about you.

“I thought you lived on Elm Street.” Penelope says shocked and you realize she was actually talking to FP.

“Yeah, of course. Because it’s what Forsythe wants you to believe. You parade around the school in your varsity jacket like a Northsider. You even got yourself a northside girlfriend to help you fit in.” She says and looks at you. “But don’t kid yourself. You’ll never escape the Southside. You’re gonna end up just like your dad.”

“Alice.” You warn. He may have pissed you off, gotten you and some other girl pregnant, but he is not his father. He never will be and you feel yourself jumping to his defense quicker than you probably would have liked.

“Downing six-packs in your double-wide.” She continues, staring straight at him.

“Maybe, but I’m not gonna hit my kid. Not like my old man hits me.” He replies and looks at you, his eyes glancing at your stomach for a split second before looking back at her. The group goes silent, no one daring to look at each other and even you avoid eye contact with him.

“Oh really? Which one?” She laughs and you quickly look up. Everyone looks up surprised, but before they can question anything Alice storms out, slamming the door behind her.

Its quiet for a few minutes, before FP takes a deep breath and continues his story.

“I told him I didn’t wanna join his gang. That I wanted to be the first Jones to go to college. He didn’t like that.” He holds up his broken wrist. He hates the way they’re looking at him, like he’s broken, like he’s a victim. But he feels better when he feels your hand resting on top of his. “I guess he sort of got what he wanted. It looks like I won’t be going anyway.” He whispers the last part, turning his hand over and holding yours as best as he can.

“Okay. I guess I’m next.” Penelope interrupts the moment you’re having but you don’t let go. Instead you shuffle closer to him, you’re still pissed, beyond pissed even, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve a hug. “Fair is fair. The Blossoms. They’re...terrible people.”

“But, Penelope, you’re a Blossom.” Hermione replies confused.

“No, I’m not. Not really. I grew up at the Sisters of Quiet Mercy orphanage.”

“Oh, my God, Penelope. That place has like, violated every humanitarian code.” Sierra says.

“When I was eight, the Blossom’s came and asked to see all the red-headed children. The next thing I knew, I was leaving with them. I was so excited. I very quickly realized this was not an altruistic adoption. I was being groomed. To first be Clifford’s sister. Then, eventually, his life companion. Every second away from that house, even today, is a relief.”

“Why are you still living there?” You ask, genuinely curious as to why she would stay there.

“They’re my family.” She replies.

“That’s not family. It’s basically incest. It’s disgusting.” Hermione adds.

“At least I’m not cleaning other people’s toilets like your mom.” Penelope argues and Hermione stares at her annoyed, trying to think of an insult.

“Well, at least she has class. She’s not stealing child brides out of orphanages.” She spits and Penelope gasps.

The two of them start fighting and you hear Fred and Sierra complain before moving to separate them. FP stands and helps you up, quickly moving you out of the way and you end up backing into something much worse that an accidental punch.

“Congratulations. You all just upped your sentence from Saturday detention...to four.”

#the midnight club #fp jones #fp jones imagine #fp jones x reader #fp jones x you #fp #fp imagine #fp x reader #fp x you

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emerald-echeveria-plant · 4 years ago

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[Part 3 of ???]

The Lost Civilization

//Baozhai is doodling in a notebook. She drew a picture of the stranger aka Flint with little hearts draw around him.//

Baozhai, sighs in admiration: you're the most handsome man I've ever seen..

Cletus: Why thank you! I always did fancy myself as good-looking.

Baozhai, glares at Cletus: Not you! I'm talking about the stranger I saw from yesterday..

Cletus: Which one?

Baozhai: The handsome one..~

Cletus: ...

Cletus: Erik?

Baozhai: no!

Cletus: Sao?

Baozhai: No... The one that I felt I had a close connection to..

Cletus: Oooh! I know who you're talking about... The Captain is gonna be real mad if he finds out you're attracted to Haggis.

Baozhai: WHAT?! NO! NOT HIM! GROSS DEFINITELY NOT HIM!

Cletus: Well, then who is it?

Baozhai: I don't really know his name..

Cletus: If you don't know who the fuck it is, how am I supposed to know??

Baozhai, frustrated as hell by this point but somehow manages to stay calm: I'm talking about the guy that... Punched me in the face..

Cletus: Oooh... I already knew that I was just fucking with ya' *snickers*

//Baozhai punches Cletus in the stomach. Cletus falls the floor. He groans in pain as he clenches his stomach. Noëmie walks up to Baozhai and lightly taps her shoulder.//

Noëmie: Um.. Baozhai?

Baozhai, turns to Noëmie and annoyed: What do you want Noëmie?

Noëmie: I know almost everyone you talked to about your love interest isn't going to well... But uh, maybe the next time you see him, try to, I dunno... Get to know him more and tell him about yourself..?

Baozhai: ...

Baozhai: Noëmie... did you just give me advice about love?

Noëmie: Um, I think so..?

Baozhai: ...

Noëmie: ...

//Baozhai hugs Noëmie and twirls her around in her arms.//

Baozhai: Noëmie, you're a genius! That's a wonderful idea!

Noëmie: oh my, well, thank you!

Baozhai: Yes, I'll charm him! Flatter him! Make him mine! And if he doesn't accept it... I'LL RIP OUT HIS SPINE, GOUGE HIS EYES WITH A RUSTY NAIL, AND-

Noëmie, cutting her off: How about you don't do any of that brutalizing stuff..

Baozhai, genuinely confused: Why..?

Noëmie: Well if you love someone, you can't threaten them with violence and maiming. Especially when they don't accept your feelings.

Baozhai: Then, what do I do..?

Noëmie: Cry it out, accept thats how they feel, and move on.

Baozhai: That sounds good.. but what if I keep bothering him-

Noëmie: what-

Baozhai: keep professing my love to him-

Noëmie: wait-

Baozhai: and I'll make him mine..! I am such a genius!

Noëmie: Please don't do any of that..

Baozhai: Don't worry Noëmie, I won't do any of that unless he loves me back. You have nothing to fear! Because I am the master of charm 😏 oh! I better go practice putting on makeup.. since I don't really know how.

//Baozhai runs off to another part of the ship.//

Noëmie: ...

Noëmie, shakes head: This is going to end horribly.. I just know it is.

Islay, walking up behind her: You really shouldn't have said those things. Don't ya' realize the captain will take issue with her falling for one of Haggis's crewmates???

Noëmie: Oh dear! How could I forget their fueding..! I hope this infatuation is minor with Baozhai. Who knows what'll happen if the stranger falls in love with her too!

Islay: oh please, you don't need to worry about that. Baozhai has the literal sex appeal of a boat crash. It looks terrible but you just can't look away. I don't mean to insult her but it is true. Can't see any men or women falling in love with her personality or looks. And knowing Baozhai, she's going to do something stupid and dangerous to get his affection.

Noëmie: I mean she is rather distasteful at times but I wouldn't call her that...

Islay: This better not cause any issues. The captain already has enough on his plate with Haggis nearly killing him. But if it does, this'll be on your hands for getting those ideas into her head!

Noëmie: okay..

//Islay goes to help Cletus off the ground. She puts the injured man over her shoulder and proceeds to walk towards the hold. Leaving Noëmie alone on the deck. The dark grey canid poundered for a bit.//

Noëmie: I mean, it's not like Haggis and his crew are following us... Right..?

//And Noëmie couldn't have been more wrong. Because in fact, they were following right behind them... On Haggis's ship, they managed to fix up the hole that Bonnet had caused previously. Haggis was still pissed that Bonnet did that to his ship. He was getting revenge and they were going to pay with their blood. As Haggis navigated the ship, on the deck were Flint and Billy, swabbing the deck.//

Billy, looked over to Flint: So, you and that loony crewmate of Bonnet's... Kinda odd that they stared at you for a pretty long time.

Flint: Mhm.

Billy: ...

Billy: Not gonna say anything about that?

Flint: Whatever happened between me and that man was minor. So, no, I don't have anything to say about it.

Billy: Flint... That was a woman.

Flint, stops swabbing and looks at Billy: what?

Billy: That was a woman. That you also happened to punch. In the face.

Flint: Oh... Well, too late to take it back now.

//Flint walked towards the bucket of water. As he went to dip the mop into the bucket of water, Erik stepped in front of the path of the cabin boy.//

Erik: Hello Flinty~!

Flint: Erik. How disappointing to see you.

Erik: Oh you're such a charmer! Wonder if your little girlfriend thinks so too! *Chuckles*

Flint: What the hell are you taking about?

Erik: Heh, You think nobody noticed you and that little wench making goo-goo eyes at each other?? Because boy, everyone's been talkin about it!

Flint: First of all, he's- I mean, she's not my girlfriend. And secondly, I wasn't making "goo-goo" eyes at anyone. Especially towards someone who looks like they got their nose done by the front door.

Erik: hmm.. well, it'd be a real shame if someone told the captain about those rumors about you and that girl.. and told him they were true. Meaning you'd get punished some more for coercing with the enemy..😏

Flint, rolls his eyes: you want something don't you. Of course you do, I already know you too well... Now tell me what is it???

Erik, grinning: Give me half of yer loot when we find the treasure and I'll keep my mouth shut.

Flint: what if we don't find the treasure??

Erik: Then, I guess I'll have to tell the captain. Too bad you've barely gained his trust from the time you spent on this ship..

Flint: Just in case you didn't know, I loathe everything about you.

Erik, chuckles: Hehe, I know. So do we have a deal..?

Flint, sighs: what other choice do I even have..

Sao, interrupting their conversation: LAND HO!

//The crewmates put their attention forward. A few miles away from them was a planet with lush jungles and plants. Beaches with golden sand with oceans that seem so crystal clear you can see right through them. Not too far in a distance were tall golden buildings, along with statues of different deities. The ship came to a stop, landing near the sandy beaches.//

Captain Haggis, shocked: I can't believe it..

Sao: what is it captain..?

Captain Haggis: Don't you see it... This is the lost civilization of the Paititi! A city that has tons of gold hidden somewhere to prevent colonizers from stealing it..

//Haggis looks through a telescope. He looked towards where Bonnet's ship had landed. He saw Bonnet, what looked like giving his crew orders. Bonnet then pulled out several maps and passed them out to each of his crewmates. Haggis chuckled darkly.//

Captain Haggis: Too bad the "gentleman pirate" and his crew won't be as much as getting a dabloon of that treasure.. Sao, round up the crew and get them ready. I'm making sure they don't leave this place... Alive.

Sao: Yes Captain! Right away!

//Sao made her way down towards where the rest of the crewmates were.//

Sao: Alright everyone, Captain says to get ready.. we're going treasure hunting!

//The crew cheered with joy. Some lifting their swords and flintlock pistols in the air.

Meanwhile on Bonnet's ship, he finished giving out the maps to the rest of his crew.//

Captain Bonnet: Alright with these maps we can all split up into two pairs. They show where hidden booby traps are and how to get to the treasure.

Ironbeard: this all seems like a good idea captain but uh, why are you splitting us up into pairs exactly..?

Captain Bonnet: Because I think I'd be a much more quick and efficient way to do so! And also the twins have been freaking me out lately..

//Ironbeard and Bonnet turn their heads towards the Solace twins. The twins slowly crept their heads towards the rest of the the crewmates. They were holding hands and were side by side to each other. Their eyes looked soulless as they stared at the others.//

Solace twins: A horrible fate awaits to whoever dares to awake the beast's slumber from inside the depths of hell and they'll bring misfortune and misery if awoken.

Ironbeard: ...

Ironbeard: Yeah I guess I can see why.

((Bonnet, Baozhai, Noëmie, Cletus, Islay, and the Solace twins belong to me!

Haggis, Sao, and Erik belong to @chaossmith2))

#treasure planet #oc insert #treasure planet au

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planetjisungie · 4 years ago

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détester- l.dh

characters; slytherin! haechan x gryffindor! reader ft. gryffindor! mark (its just a given at this point) and slytherin! jisung

summary; enemies to lovers, you and donghyuck had always just hated eachother. you dont know when it started, or why it started but it was starting to get annoying.

an; i WILL finish my hogwarts series tonight we only have chenle left but now we have more fluff than actual crack because simon says is playing

congratulations you have reached gryffindor level you lucky prick

only the finest gryffindor

you are the embodiment of courage, literally if there was a ditch and someone fell down while everyone was too scared to help them, youd dive in before they could even say ‘dumbledore’

and you just so happen to be the younger sister of mark lee

the infamous mark lee,, that is

lucky prick part 2

but one thing made you seem not so lucky

your sworn enemy, lee donghyuck

or haechan as he liked to be called because apparently all evil villains needed a fake name

thats what you said anyway, he just liked the name haechan for its meaning

but he was also the emodiment of a slytherin, ambitious, cunning, resourceful and he was a pretty damn good leader

hence him being the captain of the quidditch team (no we are not going down the jisung route)

you didnt actually know when you started hating him, in your first year he had just decided to tie your poor, poor cat like a pig for roasting (he was in his second year already)

mr snuggles was traumatized

after that day it was small things to annoy you

like when he put hair dye in your conditioner bottle, resulting in your hair turning out a seafoam green colour

which you actually didnt mind so the joke was really on him, you pulled that shit off

or when he put spiders in your school shoes

that was unpleasant

and he also put a cockroach in your pocket, scaring your poor best friend who was terrified of the creatures

jisung was shaking, he hates cockroaches

to this day you still didnt know why he was a slytherin, but you guessed it was because he was a pureblood, very ambitious and resourceful but not so scary

but today was no exception

you walked towards the gryffindor table, robe billowing behind you as if you were walking in a movie

you were a lee sibling, you were both good at literally everything and deserved all the praise on earth

you fucking go girl, i stan

jisung sat at your table, the gryffindors appeared not to mind, especially as he was actually super nice

"y/n haechan told me to give you this"

ah there it was

the small hufflepuff girl handed you the letter before scurrying off back to her table

"y/n im scared"

jisung was already frightened of what that letter would hold

and you were a good friend, who knew no good would come from that letter

so you shoved it in your pocket, letting it crumple up before turning back to your breakfast

rip donghyuck

that was a fat L for our boy

he just wanted your attention

at first at least, he just wanted to be noticed by you so he pulled the cat stunt, making sure he didn’t actually harm the creature because he is still a decent human being and the grey furry animal did nothing to him

but now he had taken things too far

and he realised that after the stunt he pulled which resulted in you

yes, you, the brave, courageous gryffindor, crying

yeah he fucked up

he casted an illusion spell that infiltrated your sleep, creating nightmares with your deepest fears

and he regretted that

prank gone wrong *nearly killed her* (not clickbait)

you were still pissed at him for that

but that letter in your pocket was no ordinary letter

it was a confession letter, because he; yes him, the infamous slytherin, was too scared to talk to you about it in person

yet you literally just crushed his heart

which he kinda deserved to be fair

but jisung sent you a grateful smile and you went back to your conversation of which cereal brand was better

the answer is obviously lucky charms or frosted shreddies pengers mate

so our baby slytherin needed to find another way to get his feelings across because he was failing

and brother mark was: not happy

mark was a friend of haechan but despite his complaints every goddamn time that he needed to stop his stupid jokes that weren’t actually jokes, he didnt listen

maybe he shouldve listened

mark knows best

apart from jenos fic, mark was a real bitch but this is mark 2.0

mark really doesnt know best

anyways moving on

its time for innovative hyuck™️

so its back to the drawing room, sitting next to yuta (his head boy) to discuss the next plan of action

cutie yuta felt that haechan opening up to him about his feelings was the biggest achievement during his time at hogwarts

so right, the next plan

it was to leave flowers on your bed and then when you turned around to see who put them there (hypothetically) he would be there and he could make his outstanding apology

but of course, this isnt some fanfiction where everything goes right

who do you take me for?

so later that day he gathered his flowers, tying them in a cute dark green ribbon

staying with the slytherin theme

and he put them on your bed

they were some seriously nice flowers

you noticed them as soon as you walked in and your heart swelled

unfortunately that wasnt the only thing that swelled

you were allergic to pollen, and your eyes had puffed up slightly, itching a little and you had some sniffles

that was another L for hyuck

and he ran, he fucking booked it out of his little hiding spot back to his common room aka the dungeon

"YUTA I FAILED"

"how the fuck do you fail giving someone flowers hyuck?"

"shes fucking allergic"

so you never found out who gave you flowers

but

but you did keep them, despite your obvious physical irritation to them

they were pretty :(((

so you pressed them into a random notebook you found, because seriously you couldnt just chuck them out

unfortunately for hyuck, he was not so slick to mark who narrowed his eyes on the boy

he knew something was up

what kind of torture device was flowers ?? this was too soft

and so he found out that the same boy who had been making your life a little

how should i say

s p i c y

had a fat crush on you and was just a pouty baby who wanted your love and attention

cute

mark didnt know whether to support this?? like ?? he knew that underneath your front of disliking the long legged boy, you had some feelings, maybe small but they were there

you wouldve called it fondness

because

i promise youre not a sadist or masochist

but you would see him in class

he was very focused and had a beautiful smile

and laugh

he may come across a little... stand offish and arrogant at first but hes actually a kind soul

from how he made a mess in the grand hall but when he thought everyone was gone, he stayed behind to help clean it, having fun conversations with the staff (elves? who tf cleans the great hall??)

that goddamn melodious laughter constantly ringing in your head

shawtys like a melody in my head

but moving on

you noticed the pranks he pull decreased

and that was because he was spending time with yuta and mark, planning the perfect, foolproof (unfortunately not jeno this time) way to confess

and he sent you small smiles ?? what ??

this is so unlike the hyuck you knew

like he did a 180

i did a full 180 baby crazy

i said this was gonna be less crackish but when regular comes on and you hear jaehyuns queso line you cant not feel qUirKy

(bbq- bb—s mY DIAMONDS I DONT NEED NO LIGHT TO SHINE- jungwoo)

okay so the next plan

you loved quidditch too, mainly because your brother was the captain for the gryffindor team

so the plan was for you to attend the slytherin v gryffindor match and

mark somewhat willingly agreed to have a friendly match so that hyuck could show off his skills

this was an awful plan

because it was raining the day of the match

so you and jisung huddled together for warmth, shivering as you watched the match

and hyuck couldnt feel worse, he felt like you were now going to be sick because of him

damn, you really couldnt catch a break

the groan of pure frustration yuta let out was amusing at least

he was just as invested in this as haechan at this point

like he was germinating a seed??? he was fathering this relationship

so with another L, haechan felt super super bad

and this baby cooked for you

he got his best friend jaemin to teach him how to make chicken soup

because you were actually not a herbivore

(thats the category i put vegans and vegetarians in)

omnivore tings

so he carried his little pot of soup, his fingers kind of burning as it was piping hot

he legit walked right past a suffering jisung in the slytherin dorm, the pot of soup still in hand not even sparing a thought about taking pity on the poor kid and giving him some

so he walked to your dorm, being let in by mark who was being big bro™️ and looking after your sick ass

you looked dead

pale skin, eyes closed, lips tinted blue, your body was shivering but you felt fucking boiling

peak peak times

but haechan still thought you looked gorgeous

mark vacated the dorms, leaving to his lessons so hyuck could look after you

this wasnt a plan ?? but hyuck rolled with it

setting his lil pot down he sat in a seat next to you, staring at your asleep awake form with closed eyes

his eyes held so much love and adoration for you, you really are lucky

he took off his robe, just sitting there in his shirt, trousers and green tie and watching you sleep

you were actually awake, just vibing and breathing to stay alive

and he had a lot on his chest

"i know ive been a massive prick to you and im really sorry. i know you’re asleep right now but im too much of a coward to say this to your face. i really only just wanted your attention because i seem to have feelings for you and i am sincerely sorry for going about it the wrong way"

your ears were {}

wide open

boy were you listening and taking this all in

oh shit

realizashun xx

so you fluttered your eyes open gently, watching his face morph into an expression of pure terror from his previous one of literal love

*whipping noise*

"youre awake!" he squeaked out, eyes darting around the room to look at anything but you

which you couldnt help but smile at

shifting to the side in your bed slightly, you lifted the covers, lazily patting the now open space

"c’mere"

your voice was kind of croaky and hoarse

that made hyuck feel guilty

baby it wasn’t your fault

but he complied, kicking off his leather school shoes and sliding besides you, staying as far away from you as possible

not to offend you, his heart was just going a million miles a second and there was no way you wouldn’t be able to hear it

this boy was like blushy sausage face part 2

arrogant hyuck has left the chat

you pouted seeing him shuffle away from you, shuffling to move yourself closer instead

power move, he either had to cuddle with you or fall off the bed

"can we just forget what i said earlier?"

that made you frown

the fuck?

hell no

"hyuck wait-"

"no dont bring it up its embarrassing"

whiny baby is back

"hyuck i-"

"nope nope nope nope"

"LET ME SPEAK FOR FUCKS SAKE"

he had no choice but to listen

your voice sounded strained already and he didnt want to make you feel worse

"i have feelings for you too you big baby"

double take

you what now?

haechans mouth just kinda froze open

so you shut his jaw gently

cant let him get jaw ache

"wait what?"

his soul has returned

he felt elated, completely happy, dare i say like he was high on a drug and said drug was not THC it was your TLC (LMAO GET IT IM PROUD OF THAT)

and so thats how mark returned to your dorm room to see you and hyuck cuddled in your bed, your head laying on his chest as his chin rested on your head, nuzzling into your hair (which was still half seafoam green might i add)

hyuck wasnt awake to celebrate, so yumark had their own small celebration, counting this as their success

you only found out he had put the flowers on your bed about two months after you started dating

a month after that you read the letter he gave you

#nct #nct dream #mark #mark lee #jisung #jisung park #nct hogwarts au #no eun this time 😔#fucking finally this one took longer than an hour to write #haechan #donghyuck #hyuck #gryffindor reader

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Book Analysis.....Relationship development (Ron + Hermione)

We’ll start from book 1 of course

“Oh, are you doing magic? Let’s see it, then.”

She sat down. Ron looked taken aback. “Er — all right.” He cleared his throat.

“Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow.”

He waved his wand, but nothing happened. Scabbers stayed gray and fast asleep. “Are you sure that’s a real spell?” said the girl. “Well, it’s not very good, is it? I’ve tried a few simple spells just for practice and it’s all worked for me. I’ve learned all our course books by heart, of course.”

So this obviously isn’t a love at first sight type of thing (which it shouldn’t be...they’re only 11). And she’s a little arrogant ....

“All right – I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors,” said Hermione in a sniffly voice. “And you’ve got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?” - Chapter 6, U.S. 110

It’s interesting to see how this develops because this introduction serves to introduce a character who comes across as bratty and annoying

Ron, at the next table, wasn’t having much more luck.

“Wingardium Leviosa!” he shouted, waving his long arms like a windmill. “You’re saying it wrong.” Harry heard Hermione snap. “It’s Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the ‘gar’ nice and long.” - Chapter 10, U.S. 171

In a literary perspective I absolutely love how this starts off. Ron and Harry kind of immediately connect..they’re both likeable...But with Hermione it’s like so unexpected that they would even become friends...

“I hope you’re pleased with yourselves. We could have been all killed — or worse, expelled.”

So yeah we get an idea as Hermione being this annoying character who’s basically getting in the way of Harry and Rons fun ..but then the troll part comes along...

“If they hadn't found me, I'd be dead now. Harry stuck his wand up its nose and Ron knocked it out with its own club. They didn't have time to come and fetch anyone. It was about to finish me off when they arrived." Harry and Ron tried to look as though this story wasn't news to them. "Well- in that case..." said Professor McGonagall, staring at the three of them, "Miss Granger, you foolish girl, how could you think of tackling a mountain troll on your own?" Hermione hung her head. Harry was speechless. Hermione was the last person to do anything against the rules, and here she was, pretending she had, to get them out of trouble. It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets. "Miss Granger, five points will be taken from Gryffindor for this," said Professor McGonagall. "I'm very disappointed in you. If you're not hurt at all, you'd better get off to Gryffindor tower. Students are finishing the feast in their houses." Hermione left. Professor McGonagall turned to Harry and Ron. "Well, I still say you were lucky, but not many first years could have taken on a full-grown mountain troll. You each win Gryffindor five points. Professor Dumbledore will be informed of this. You may go." They hurried out of the chamber and didn't speak at all until they had climbed two floors up. It was a relief to be away from the smell of the troll, quite apart from anything else. "We should have gotten more than ten points," Ron grumbled. "Five, you mean, once she's taken off Hermione's." "Good of her to get us out of trouble like that," Ron admitted. "Mind you, we did save her." "She might not have needed saving if we hadn't locked the thing in with her," Harry reminded him. They had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. "Pig snout," they said and entered. The common room was packed and noisy. Everyone was eating the food that had been sent up. Hermione, however, stood alone by the door, waiting for them. There was a very embarrassed pause. Then, none of them looking at each other, they all said "Thanks," and hurried off to get plates. But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

And then she nags them about the adventures but we see the growth when she goes with them to get the stone ... so yeah they become friends and that’s that...

and of course

Hermione: "Devil’s Snare, Devil’s Snare … what did Professor Sprout say? — it likes the dark and the damp —"Harry: "So light a fire!"Hermione: "Yes — of course — but there’s no wood!"Ron: "HAVE YOU GONE MAD? ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?"

Basically showing how all of them were necessary and played a part in saving the day, also a ditzy Hermione moment with Ron stepping up..I really like it... because it shows that on an intellectual level they can converse and debate well as well as take each-other seriously

Now onto chamber of secrets

Harry knew at once that Malfoy had said something really bad because there was an instant uproar at his words. Flint had to dive in front of Malfoy to stop Fred and George jumping on him. Alicia shrieked, "How dare you!”, and Ron plunged his hand into his robes, pulling out his wand, yelling, “You’ll pay for that one, Malfoy!” and pointed it furiously under Flint’s arm at Malfoy’s face. A loud bang echoed around the stadium and a jet of green light shot out of the wrong end of Ron’s wand, hitting him in the stomach and sending him reeling backward onto the grass. “Ron! Ron! Are you all right?” squealed Hermione. Ron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead he gave an almighty belch and several slugs dribbled out of his mouth onto his lap. -Chapter 7, U.S. 112-113

So they’re officially friends and Ron is obviously now protective of Hermione ...This is not out of character for him as we see just how quick Ron is to stand up for people close to him..He is Gryffindor after all

I - don’t - like - spiders,” said Ron tensely. “I never knew that,” said Hermione, looking at Ron in surprise. “You’ve used spiders in Potions loads of times…” “I don’t mind them dead,” said Ron, who was carefully looking anywhere but at the window. “I just don’t like the way they move…” Hermione giggled. “It’s not funny,” said Ron, fiercely. “If you must know, when I was three, Fred turned my - my teddy bear into a great big filthy spider because I broke his toy broomstick…. You wouldn’t like them either if you’d been holding your bear and suddenly it had too many legs and…” He broke off, shuddering. Hermione was obviously still trying not to laugh. - Chapter 9, U.S. 154

More friendship...the audience now gets see a more relaxed side of Hermione now ...Philosophers stone we saw this very serious- and by the rules Hermione up until she meets Harry and Ron...their influence on her has already peaked its way...and has made her character develop..so now she can take part in light hearted conversations instead of just being someone who uses her wit to help advance in the plot

And now we have Ron saying stuff like

“That’s what Hermione does. When in doubt, go to the library.”

I really like this quote because it shows just how close they’ve become as friends..like yep thats Hermione..I know her well so like this is her typical behaviour

Now we see something taking a little turn....

Harry: "What’ve we got this afternoon?"Hermione: "Defense Against the Dark Arts."Ron: "Why have you outlined all Lockhart’s lessons in little hearts?"―Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley

So after this it's a good thing to note that it really is ALWAYS Ron to point out things with Hermione..never Harry ...and he mentions Lockhart a lot...

“What’s that?” asked Harry, pointing to something gold sticking out from under Hermione’s pillow. “‘Just a Get Well card,” said Hermione hastily, trying to poke it out of sight, but Ron was too quick for her. He pulled it out, flicked it open and read aloud: ‘To Miss Granger, wishing you a speedy recovery, from your concerned teacher, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League and five times winner of Witch Weekly’s Most-Charming-Smile Award.’ Ron looked up at Hermione, disgusted. “You sleep with this under your pillow?”

So Ron is clearly paying more attention / cares more than Harry does and whatnot

"Bet you five Galleons the next Mudblood dies. Pity it wasn't Granger-" The bell rang at that moment, which was lucky; at Malfoy's last words, Ron had leapt off his stool, and in the scramble to collect bags and books, his attempts to reach Malfoy went unnoticed. "Let me at him," Ron growled as Harry and Dean hung onto his arms. "I don't care, I don't need my wand, I'm going to kill him with my bare hands-"

So we see that Ron is VERY defensive over Hermione ....it was not Harry to leap up...or Dean..or anyone else..it was Ron

Harry scrawled to Ron: Let's do it tonight. Ron read the message, swallowed hard, and looked sideways at the empty seat usually filled by Hermione. The sight seemed to stiffen his resolve, and he nodded. "Tonight, we will be able to revive those people who have been petrified.." There was an explosion of cheering... Ron was looking happier than he'd looked in days. "Wonder if she did see the attacker, though?" said Ron, looking sadly at Hermione's rigid face. "You will find that Madam Pomfrey is still awake. She's just giving out Mandrake juice - I daresay the basilisk's victims will be waking up at any moment." "So Hermione's okay!" said Ron brightly.

So all of these clearly show that Ron clearly has a soft spot for Hermione...you can argue that this is not romantic (some speculate it is) but no one can argue that he clearly deeply cares about Hermione

Now we have POA...(ENTERING TEENS UH-OH)

Mum and dad gave me some money to get myself an early birthday present." "How about a nice book?" said Ron innocently.

Playful banter...I think the teasing is cute and its moments like these that are crucial in their developing crushes .. I think Ron used to find Hermione’s know-it-allness annoying but then after meeting her and seeing that she’s basically a dork....finds it endearing...basically growing up with Percy he thought well Hermione is a freaking Percy know it all...but then after spending time with her he realized she really is just a loser who genuinely enjoys reading and isn’t doing it for status or to look down at other people....a

[incident with Malfoy insulting Hagrid followed by Hermione slapping him] "Hermione!" said Ron again, sounding both stunned and impressed. "We're due in charms," said Ron, still goggling at Hermione

I think this was a huge moment that made Ron start to like Hermione...he see her brave, bad ass and passionate side...Someone like Ron...who is Gryffindor through and through really likes that side of her ....and it further shows the character development we see from Hermione

"Hermione, I don't know what's gotten into you lately!" said Ron, astounded. "First you hit Malfoy, then you walk out on Professor Trelawny-" Hermione looked rather flattered. So yeah here we have the developing crush...

Seconds later, Hermione slithered down beside him. "Where's Ron?" she whispered in a terrified voice.

So it’s obvious that they care a lot about eachother.. originally we saw Ron care about Hermione (because she was the victim in COS, but now we see it’s not one sided)

“Hermione,” said Ron, frowning as he looked over her shoulder, “they’ve messed up your schedule. Look - they’ve got you down for about ten subjects a day. There isn’t enough time.” “I’ll manage. I’ve fixed it all with Professor McGonagall.” “But look,” said Ron, laughing, “see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, nine o'clock, Muggle Studies. And” - Ron leaned closer to her schedule, disbelieving - “look - underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you’re good, Hermione, but no one’s that good. How’re you supposed to be in three classes at once?” “Don’t be silly,” said Hermione shortly. “Of course I won’t be in three classes at once.” “Well, then -” “Pass the marmalade,” said Hermione. “But -” “Oh, Ron, what’s it to you if my schedule’s a bit full?” Hermione snapped. “I told you, I’ve fixed it all with Professor McGonagall.”-Chapter 6, U.S. 98

This is nothing new, so as you see

Ron’s always the one to notice Hermione’s things..be that Lockhart..her schedule...her writing to Viktor..her being in a mood...her going missing..he’s always the one who’s giving the dialogue about Hermione....so it shows they have a special kind of connection...

"Honestly, am I the only person who's ever bothered to read Hogwarts, a History?" said Hermione crossly to Harry and Ron. "Probably," said Ron. "Why?"

Moments like these continuing to playful banter between them

"If Snape's teaching Defense against the Dark Arts again I'm skiving off," said Ron as they headed towards Lupin's classroom after lunch. "Check who's in there, Hermione." Hermione peered around the classroom door. "It's okay!" Professor Lupin was back at work.

Love this because it shows how Hermione was like going to skip with Ron lol...I think it’s because he got detention last time for defending him or else she would not have let it slide

A shower of brilliantly colored sweets fell into Harry’s lap. It was dusk, and Ron and Hermione had just turned up in the common room, pink-faced from the cold wind and looking as though they’d had the time of their lives. -Chapter 8, U.S. 157

So now we witness that Harry is not a key in them being able to be together..and Ron and Hermione alone are able to have a good time as they are genuine friends

and then of course we have when scammers goes missing..

"Well, look at it logically," said Hermione, turning to the rest of the group. "I mean, Binky didn't even die today, did he? Lavender just got the news today -" Lavender wailed loudly. "- and she can't have been dreading it, because it's come as a real shock -" "Don't mind Hermione, Lavender," said Ron loudly, "she doesn't think other people's pets matter very much."- Chapter 8, U.S. 149

this is important...Hermione ..although has had character growth..is still Hermione Granger..a very logical..by the book person...if you go on further in the books you notice that Hermione..although kind..and caring..and meaning well...tends to not offer much emotional support to people when she thinks of logical answers...not just to Ron but see in this case Lavender..she does it to Hagrid..and to Harry .. I think this is one of her character flaws because well imagine you’re upset about something and really just want someone to be like ‘hey yeah you’re right this sucks’ instead you get ‘well....’ and and logical explanation ..she admits this back in book 1- books and cleverness.....Ron is actually a lot better than her in this sense.

Anyway..." She glanced over at Ron too. "He doesn't want me to join in." There was no arguing with this, as Ron chose that moment to say loudly, "If Scabbers hadn't been eaten, he could have had some of those Fudge Flies. He used to really like them -" Hermione burst into tears. Before Harry could say or doing anything, she tucked the enormous book under her arm, and, still sobbing, ran toward the staircase to the girls' dormitories and out of sight. "Can't you give her a break?" Harry asked Ron quietly. "No," said Ron flatly. ""If she just acted like she was sorry - but she'll never admit she's wrong, Hermione. She's still acting like Scabbers has gone on vacation or something."-Chapter 13, U.S. 264

I feel like Ron never got enough credit for being as patient and chill as he was. We know Ron can be hot tempered when it comes to defending his friends..but when it actually comes to his friends he is very forgiving and easy going. I just want to point out that in this same book, Harry refused to talk to Hermione the second he found out she got his broom confiscated. Ron on the other hand, was still talking to Hermione even when he thought scabbers was eaten only until she refused to apologize..at that moment I think Ron was frustrated with her lack of empathy..and in a way I think it was to teach her a lesson....here we even see him admitting to Harry that he just wanted her to admit she was wrong or just act sorry... Hermione...instead of thinking of a possibility that she might be wrong just begins to cry...so I also think moments like these are important because it contributes to Hermione’s character growth and shows how Ron.. as her friend..

Malfoy's dad frightened the Committee into it," said Hermione, wiping her eyes. "You know what he's like. They're a bunch of doddery old fools, and they were scared. There'll be an appeal, though, there always is. Only I can't see any hope... Nothing will have changed."

"Yeah, it will," said Ron fiercely. "You won't have to do all the work alone this time, Hermione. I'll help." "Oh, Ron!" Hermione flung her arms around Ron's neck and broke down completely. Ron, looking quite terrified, patted her very awkwardly on the top of the head. Finally, Hermione drew away. "Ron, I'm really, really sorry about Scabbers...," she sobbed. "Oh - well - he was old," said Ron, looking thoroughly relieved that she had let go of him. "And he was a bit useless. You never know, Mum and Dad might get me an owl now." -Chapter 15, U.S. 292

So now we have Ron..who has put his own feelings aside to help for the greater good. A lot of people tend to talk about Ron being ‘immature’ I actually argue that no one in the trio is immature. A character I would consider immature would be a character like Peeves ..when it comes to Harry Potter characters a lot of them are mature ...and the most mature in my opinion are the trio...we always see them knowing when to be serious/ or put other matter asides when they are put in situations ..I actually feel sorry for them in the sense that I don’t think they ever truly got to be kids..But anyways this greatly shows how mature Ron is capable of being...He realizes that Hagrid is much more important than his fight with Hermione..and when Hermione finally apologizes he’s not only quick to forgive...but he tries to console her in a way that says ‘oh its not a big deal’ when we know he did truly care for the Rat. At a maturity level I actually say that Ron and Hermione are equally as mature...

ok so lets move on...

"Granger, they're after Muggles," said Malfoy, grinning maliciously. "If you think they can't spot a Mudblood, stay where you are." "You watch your mouth!" shouted Ron. Everybody present knew that "Mudblood" was a very offensive term for a witch or wizard of Muggle parentage. "Never mind, Ron," said Hermione quickly, seizing Ron's arm to restrain him as he took a step toward Malfoy.- Chapter 9, U.S. 122

So more proof that Ron’s care for Hermione is only growing with time

“… Dad could’ve got a promotion any time… he just likes it where he is…” “Of course he does,” said Hermone quietly. “Don’t let Malfoy get to you, Ron-” -Chapter 11, U.S. 169

So we see some character development here..and Ron is a huge factor for this...seeing back in POA after the whole ordeal...Hermione did not have much of a sensitive side..but here we see a more emotionally mature Hermione

"You're eating again, I notice," said Ron, watching Hermione adding liberal amounts of jam to her toast too. "I've decided there are better ways of making a stand about elf rights," said Hermione haughtily. "Yeah... and you were hungry," said Ron, grinning.- Chapter 13, U.S. 194

It is endearing that Ron was concerned about her not eating...and again he is always the one to pay attention to what Hermione is doing.this is playful and he’s grinning because we have an instant where Hermione is not going along with what she originally planned...admitting she was wrong in her attempts...and also because he’s relieved to see her eating...also character growth...Hermione admits (although hautingly) that her original attempt was wrong...and this is GOOD for her....I think it’s also a moment like this that Ron likes to see ...and contributes to his growing like for Hermione

"That idiot, Hogwarts champion?" said Ron as they pushed their way through the chattering crowd toward the staircase. "He's not an idiot. You just don't like him because he beat Gryffindor at Quidditch," said Hermione. "I've heard he's a really good student - and he's a prefect." She spoke as though this settled the matter. "You only like him because he's handsome," said Ron scathingly. "Excuse me, I don't like people just because they're handsome!" said Hermione indignantly Ron gave a loud false cough, which sounded oddly like "Lockhart!" -Chapter 15, U.S. 236

So we start to see Ron become a bit jealous...I also think Ron is so surprised that Hermione can be stereotypically girly because it’s just not the Hermione he is used to seeing...but this makes him realize that well..she is in fact a girl.... and that he ..who already cares about her..and finds her endearing...realizes that she is not just another Harry to him

Jets of light shot from both wands, hit each other in midair, and ricocheted off at angles - Harry's hit Goyle in the face, and Malfoy's hit Hermione. Goyle bellowed and put his hands to his nose, where great ugly boils were springing up - Hermione, whimpering in panic, was clutching her mouth.

"Hermione!" Ron had hurried forward to see what was wrong with her; Harry turned and saw Ron dragging Hermione's hand away from her face. It wasn't a pretty sight. Hermione's front teeth - already larger than average - were now growing at an alarming rate; she was looking more and more like a beaver as her teeth elongated, past her bottom lip, toward her chin - panic-stricken, she felt them and let out a terrified cry. -Chapter 18, U.S. 299

Ron is the one to go check on Hermione.. and this is always the case

Hermione, however, leaned against the Owlery wall, folded her arms, and frowned at Ron. "Harry's got a long way to go before he finishes this tournament," she said seriously. "If that was the first task, I hate to think what's coming next." "Right little ray of sunshine, aren't you?" said Ron. -Chapter 21, U.S. 364

Very cute.....and we see just how playful their friendship can be

"All the good-looking ones taken, Ron?" said Hermione, loftily. "Eloise Midgen starting to look quite pretty now, isn't she? Well, I'm sure you'll find someone somewhere who'll have you."

But Ron was staring at Hermione as though suddenly seeing her in a whole new light. "Hermione, Neville's right - you are a girl..." "Oh well spotted," she said acidly. "Well - can't you come with one of us?" "No, I can't," snapped Hermione. "Oh come on," he said impatiently, "we need partners, we're going to look really stupid if we haven't got any, everyone else has..." "I can't come with you," said Hermione, now blushing, "because I'm already going with someone." "No, you're not!" said Ron. "You just said that to get rid of Neville!" "Oh did I?" said Hermione, and her eyes flashed dangerously. "Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else spotted I'm a girl!" Ron stared at her. Then he grinned again. "Okay, okay, we know you're a girl," he said. "That do? Will you come now?" "I've already told you!" Hermione said very angrily. "I'm going with someone else!" And she stormed off toward the girls' dormitories again. "She's lying," said Ron flatly, watching her go. -Chapter 22, U.S. 400

Here we have something I think is skipped over a lot. Everyone thinks that this is basically Ron insulting Hermione...but pay attention because Ron is basically admitting he thinks Hermione is an attractive girl. This whole ordeal is because he wanted to take out a good looking girl..so when he realizes Hermione is right there. He’s okay with Hermione going with either Harry or him because she’s good looking in his eyes. (you can find people good looking and not be in love with them right away) ...when Ron says ‘you’re not actually going with someone’ of course Hermione takes offence - but I think he didn't mean it in a way thats like ‘youre not good looking enough’ but more a ‘you’re Hermione and you dont focus on these things’ but Hermione ...who is indeed a girl...takes it personal...

"Hermione - who are you going to the ball with?" said Ron. He kept springing this question on her, hoping to startle her into a response by asking it when she least expected it. However, Hermione merely frowned and said, "I'm not telling you, you'll just make fun of me."-Chapter 23, U.S. 404

So now we see Ron is very interested with who Hermione is going with..this is PERFECT 14 year old behaviour ...Ron realizing that Hermione is ATTRACTIVE to other guys..and isnt just their friend.. makes him see her in a whole new light ..this is basically the moment you can be confident that Harry and Ron see Hermione in different ways...at this moment Harry is already attracted to another girl who is going to the ball with someone else..and does not seem to mind that Hermione is going with someone else...this shows that Harry really just see’s Hermione in a platonic matter...for Harry..going with Hermione would have meant he just had someone...but it doesnt bother him that she’s going with someone else..Ron on the other hand is clearly bothered with this fact

"Hermione," said Ron, looking sideways at her, suddenly frowning, "your teeth..." "What about them?" she said. "Well, they're different... I've just noticed..." "Of course they are - did you expect me to keep those fangs Malfoy gave me?" "No, I mean, they're different to how they were before he put that hex on you... They're all... straight and - and normal-sized." Hermione suddenly smiled very mischievously, and Harry noticed it too: It was a very different smile from the one he remembered. -Chapter 23, U.S. 405

Ron..again..the first to notice things about her...Hermione has now become even more attractive ..This + the fact that she is another guys interest is making Ron be well...attracted to her...

Hermione chose to watch Harry and the Weasleys' snowball fight rather than join in, and at five o'clock said she was going back upstairs to get ready for the ball.

"What, you need three hours?" said Ron, looking at her incredulously and paying for his lapse in concentration when a large snowball, thrown by George, hit him hard on the side of the head. "Who're you going with?" he yelled after Hermione, but she just waved and disappeared up the stone steps into the castle. -Chapter 23, U.S. 411

He has not given up asking..

"Padma's going to meet you in the entrance hall," she added to Ron. "Right," said Ron, looking around. "Where's Hermione?" -Chapter 23, U.S. 412

So according to Dean..Padma and Parvarti are pretty girls..but Harry (who is fixated on Cho) does not focus on this..and Ron..well we see now the girl who’s caught his eye...and it’s so evidently Hermione ..if it weren't for that...I think Harry and Ron would have had no problem with Padma and Parvarti going with them..but them liking two other people makes them sulky that they’re not going with who they really would like to go with.. .

Where is Hermione?" he said again. -Chapter 23, U.S. 413

So we see where Ron’s focus is..this is where I can say that Ron..100% has a crush on Hermione

Ron was watching Hermione pass with narrowed eyes. -Chapter 23, U.S. 415

"How's it going?" Harry asked Ron, sitting down and opening a bottle of butterbeer. Ron didn't answer. He was glaring at Hermione and Krum, who were dancing nearby. -Chapter 23, U.S. 420

The jealousy is evident here...here we have Hermione..looking the prettiest she’s ever looked...along with a Ron who clearly likes her now...and he’s mad..he’s mad that it’s not him dancing with her...not only is it not him...but its Viktor Krum..one of his favourite quidditch players. Now some character analysis..Ron is insecure in himself and his abilities ..all his brothers..Harry Potter as his best friend... and Hermione well...he was always close with her...always saw her as someone who well...didn’t compare him to others..Hermione was a friend he had that he didn’t feel like for once in his life he had to prove himself too..yet here she is...looking pretty...and going to a dance with a famous quidditch player...he has to COMPETE once again...his confidence is once again shattered..

Hermione came over and sat down in Parvati's empty chair. She was a bit pink in the face from dancing. "Hi," said Harry. Ron didn't say anything. "It's hot, isn't it?" said Hermione, fanning herself with her hand. Viktor's just gone to get some drinks." Ron gave her a withering look. "Viktor?" he said. "Hasn't he asked you to call him Vicky yet?" Hermione looked at him in surprise. "What's up with you?" she said. "If you don't know," said Ron scathingly, "I'm not going to tell you." Hermione stared at him, then at Harry, who shrugged. "Ron, what -?" "He's from Durmstrang!" spat Ron. "He's competing against Harry! Against Hogwarts! You - you're -" Ron was obviously casting around for words strong enough to describe Hermione's crime. "fraternizing with the enemy, that's what you're doing!" Hermione's mouth fell open. "Don't be so stupid!" she said after a moment. "The enemy! Honestly - who was the one who was all excited when they saw him arrive? Who was the one who wanted his autograph? Who's got the model of him up in their dormitory?" Ron chose to ignore this. "I s'pose he asked you to come with him while you were both in the library?" "Yes, he did," said Hermione, the pink patches on her cheeks glowing more brightly. "So what?" "What happened - trying to get him to join spew, were you?" "No, I wasn't! If you really want to know, he - he said he'd been coming up to the library every day to try and talk to me, but he hadn't been able to pluck up the courage!" Hermione said this very quickly, and blushed so deeply that she was the same color as Parvati's robes. "Yeah, well - that's his story," said Ron nastily. "And what's that supposed to mean?" "Obvious, isn't it? He's Karkaroff's student, isn't he? He knows who you hang around with... He's just trying to get closer to Harry - get inside information on him - or get near enough to jinx him -" Hermione looked as though Ron had slapped her. When she spoke, her voice quivered. "For your information, he hasn't asked me one single thing about Harry, not one -" Ron changed tack at the speed of light. "Then he's hoping you'll help him find out what his egg means! I suppose you've been putting your heads together during those cozy little library sessions -" "I'd never help him work out that egg!" said Hermione, looking outraged. "Never. How could you say something like that - I want Harry to win the tournament, Harry knows that, don't you, Harry?" "You've got a funny way of showing it," sneered Ron. "The whole tournament's supposed to be about getting to know foreign wizards and making friends with them!" said Hermione hotly. "No it isn't!" shouted Ron. "It's about winning!" People were starting to stare at them. "Ron," said Harry quietly, "I haven't got a problem with Hermione coming with Krum -" But Ron ignored Harry too. "Why don't you go and find Vicky, he'll be wondering where you are," said Ron. "Don't call him Vicky!" Hermione jumped to her feet and stormed off across the dance floor, disappearing into the crowd. Ron watched her go with a mixture of anger and satisfaction on his face. -Chapter 23, U.S. 421

So I think this is more so Ron trying to make himself feel better...stages of grief..denial..he’s trying to convince himself that the only reason Viktor is with her is to get through Harry...because accepting that he yet again is not good enough is beginning to damage him...

"Vare is Herm-own-ninny?" said a voice. Krum had just arrived at their table clutching two butterbeers. "No idea," said Ron mulishly, looking up at him. "Lost her, have you?" -Chapter 23, U.S. 423

So we know that 100% Ron is jealous here.

He climbed into the common room and found Ron and Hermione having a blazing row. Standing ten feet apart, they were bellowing at each other, each scarlet in the face. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?" yelled Hermione; her hair was coming down out of its elegant bun now, and her face was screwed up in anger. "Oh yeah?" Ron yelled back. "What's what?" "Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!" Ron mouthed soundlessly like a goldfish out of water as Hermione turned on her heel and stormed up the girls' staircase to bed. Ron turned to look at Harry. "Well," he sputtered, looking thunderstruck, "well - that just proves - completely missed the point -" Harry didn't say anything. He liked being back on speaking terms with Ron too much to speak his mind right now - but he somehow thought that Hermione had gotten the point much better than Ron had. -Chapter 23, U.S. 432

So here we have Hermione admitting that she does like Ron basically to the audience...and now she’s telling him..you take me for granted...yeah other guys find me interesting..other guys find me pretty... so you know what you could have she’s basically like ‘I am that bitch..so appreciate me’ I like this part of Hermione because I think it stemmed from her being offended that Ron thought she lied about being asked to the ball...which she obviously did not take as a ‘you’re Hermione you dont do these things’ and more as a ‘guys would not be interested in you’ and Ron is ..well...he doesnt know how to react because he has seen exactly that....he’s seen that she is not a last resort..and that guys actively seek her and that she is well..in fact..a catch for many guys..and she has basically just told him...you want me? you gotta work for me..

Ron and Hermione seemed to have reached an unspoken agreement not to discuss their argument. They were being quite friendly to each other, though oddly formal. -Chapter 24, U.S. 433

So Ron has realized he LIKE likes Hermione..and now he doesn't know what to do...Hermione basically let it slip out that she likes Ron too...and she also doesnt know what to do...so being friends...they decide to do what I think is very reflective of what two close friends would do if they realize they liked eachother.. they try to avoid it...but show tension in the process

"It's a lot colder where he comes from," said Hermione. "I supposed it feels quite warm to him." "Yeah, but there's still the giant squid," said Ron. He didn't sound anxious - if anything, he sounded hopeful. Hermione noticed his tone of voice and frowned. "He's really nice, you know," she said. "He's not at all like you'd think, coming from Durmstrang. He likes it much better here, he told me." Ron said nothing. He hadn't mentioned Viktor Krum since the ball, but Harry found a miniature arm under his bed on Boxing Day, which had looked very much as though it had been snapped off a small model figure wearing Bulgarian Quidditch robes. -Chapter 24, U.S. 444

So Hermione is revealing that she doesnt think Viktor is a bad guy..I think this is one of those things where she knows she doesnt truly like Viktor like that ..but he is the first guy to kind of just be romantically interested in her..and he IS a good guy...and Ron of course is furious..because now he knows he likes Hermione...and he’s known her first...and yet here she is..entertaining another guy...another guy who is ‘better’ than him

Fleur bent down, kissed Harry twice on each cheek (he felt his face burn and wouldn't have been surprised if steam was coming out of his ears again), then said to Ron, "And you too - you 'elped -" "Yeah," said Ron, looking extremely hopeful, "yeah, a bit -" Fleur swooped down on him too and kissed him, Hermione looked simply furious [...] -Chapter 26, U.S. 506

This is so accurate..many people are like why is she mad when she's with Viktor..well because..in real life that’s what happens...jealousy is often the reason you realize you truly do like one person and that person only..have you ever been in the ‘talking stage’ with someone ..find out they're talking to other people and get mad? even though YOU are talking to other people...it’s strange right? well it’s very logical..you can talk to other people because deep down you know your feelings...you know you’re not attached to those other people..but when you see the person you like being with other people..it bothers you because..well you dont know how THEY feel about the other person..and to you it shows that they dont have interest in just you....I say this is 100% true to not only their age but human nature. And is one of the most realistic portrayals of how actual relationships in real life are and how they form..

"No, it's just... how did she know Viktor asked me to visit him over the summer?" Hermione blushed scarlet as she said this and determinedly avoided Ron's eyes. "What?" said Ron, dropping his pestle with a loud clunk. "He asked me right after he'd pulled me out of the lake," Hermione muttered. "After he'd got rid of his shark's head, Madam Pomfrey gave us both blankets and then he sort of pulled me away from the judges so they wouldn't hear, and he said, if I wasn't doing anything over the summer, would I like to -" "And what did you say?" said Ron, who had picked up his pestle and was grinding it on the desk, a good six inches from his bowl, because he was looking at Hermione. "And he did say he'd never felt the same way about anyone else," Hermione went on, going so red now that Harry could almost feel the heat coming from her, "but how could Rita Skeeter have heard him? She wasn't there... or was she? Maybe she has got an invisibility cloak; maybe she sneaked onto the grounds to watch the second task..." "And what did you say?" Ron repeated, pounding his pestle down so hard that it dented the desk. -Chapter 27, U.S. 514

Ron’s jealousy .....(also...Hermione looks like she is in part- trying to make Ron jealous..which again...is VERY true to how actual girls at this age act...) honestly really good writing...this is VERY 14 year old behaviour...

We will see each uzzer again, I 'ope," said Fleur as she reached him, holding out her hand. "I am 'oping to get a job 'ere, to improve my Eenglish." "It's very good already," said Ron in a strangled sort of voice. Fleur smiled at him; Hermione scowled. -Chapter 37, U.S. 724

Again..we see that Ron and Hermione are equally interested in eachother..

Krum had come to say good-bye to Hermione. "Could I have a vord?" he asked her. "Oh... yes... all right," said Hermione, looking slightly flustered, and following Krum through the crowd and out of sight. "You'd better hurry up!" Ron called loudly after her. "The carriages'll be here in a minute!" He let Harry keep a watch for the carriages, however, and spent the next few minutes craning his neck over the crowd to try and see what Krum and Hermione might be up to. They returned quite soon. Ron stared at Hermione, but her face was quite impassive. -Chapter 37, U.S. 725

And this is the last glimpse we see in book 4.. okay onto book 5...

The door banged open. Hermione came tearing into the room, her cheeks flushed and her hair flying. There was an envelope in her hand. “Did you - did you get it?” She spotted the badge in Harry’s hand and let out a shriek. “I knew it!” she said excitedly, brandishing her letter. “Me too, Harry, me too!” “No,” said Harry quickly, pushing the badge back into Ron’s hand. “It’s Ron, not me.” “It - what?” “Ron’s prefect, no me,” Harry said. “Ron?” said Hermione, her jaw dropping. “But… are you sure? I mean -” She turned red as Ron looked around at her with a defiant expression on his face. “It’s my name on the letter,” he said. “I…” said Hermione, looking thoroughly bewildered. “I… well… wow! Well done, Ron! That’s really -” “Unexpected,” said George, nodding. “No,” said Hermione, blushing harder than ever, “no, it’s not… Ron’s done loads of… he’s really…” -Chapter 9, U.S. 162

So I already outlined how I feel about this..2 things... 1..in the beginning..very Hermione like character (book 1 Hermione would have been like this) Hermione = logic. In this moment she isn't thinking about her own personal feelings for Ron..she’s thinking that it is more LOGICAL that Harry besoms prefect because Ron and Harry do the same in school..but Harry is one of Dumbledore’s favourites..is good at DADA and..has faced more than Ron has... with the triwizard tournament..the Patronus.. the basilisk... and the stone..although Ron did help in every one of those...Harry ..at the end of the day..did face more than both Ron or Hermione herself...so it is more logical that Harry is chosen.. but now realizing its Ron...she’s surprised..because she thought it would have been Harry..but now his brother is saying it in a sense like..Ron isn't prefect worthy..so her direction now points towards Ron..originally she wasn't thinking about what Ron lacked..she was simply thinking about what Harry had...in her mind she wasn't going ‘yes Harry is better than Ron that’s why’ she was just thinking.. ‘Harry is prefect worthy’ ...so now when her direction is pointed towards Ron she starts to think about her own personal feelings about Ron..and why she simply well..likes him...so we see her blushing...people taking it out of context when she can't complete her sentence make it seem like she couldn't think of any good things to say...it was more so she didn’t want to say these things out loud..because they were the reasons why she had a crush on him ...now to Ron...I think this is very important because Ron is usually the one to be like ‘meh yeah I’ll never amount to anything’ but seeing Hermione’s reaction makes him defensive (foreshadowing future events) I actually think him becoming prefect and Hermione’s reaction was a KEY in Ron’s character development..we see ..for the first time..Ron getting defensive about himself..like.. ‘I am not just a nobody’ ...we saw it last book with Hermione to Ron..when she is like ‘see I am a catch- other guys think I’m a catch...’ we see now a Ron who develops a thirst to well..prove himself..show that..just like Hermione did last book..he is a catch...

"Who're you writing the novel to anyway?" Ron asked Hermione, trying to read the bit of parchment now trailing on the floor. Hermione hitched it up out of sight. "Viktor." "Krum?" "How many other Viktors do we know?" Ron said nothing, but looked disgruntled. -Chapter 21, U.S. 460

We get a bit of GOF seething into OOTP...to highlight that this jealousy is still indeed their and his feelings have not diminished with time

Harry and Ron both looked at her blankly, and Hermione sighed again. “About You-Know-Who. He said, 'His gift for spreading discord and enmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust -’” “How do you remember stuff like that?” asked Ron, looking at her in admiration. “I listen, Ron,” Hermione said with a touch of asperity. -Chapter 12, U.S. 223

So we have book one Hermione..she ..having had her intelligence her whole life...doesn’t realize that other people are not like her.. yes she studies a lot but Hermione is a naturally smart person..and Ron is attracted to it..I think this is AMAZING because a lot of people think that Ron’s insecurities make it so that he wants other people to be lower...but it’s not like that a lot ..he LOVES that Hermione is smart..it’s admirable ...but he himself doesn't like feeling stupid..Hermione’s response is typical book one Hermione..she thinks oh I remember how can’t anyone else? In a way that comes off of rude...instead of blushing and accepting the compliment...but it’s just her character...like even with Krum..instead of finding his accent cute and endearing she lectures him on how he’s not pronouncing her name correctly...but we see a twist here when Ron defends himself...he’s like ‘I listen Hermione...you just have above average intelligence’ ...and now we go forth ..to when Ron becomes keeper...

“Have a butterbeer.” Ron pressed a bottle onto him. “I can’t believe it - where’s Hermione gone?” “She’s there,” said Fred, who was also swigging a butterbeet, and pointed to an armchair by the fire. Hermione was dozing in it, her drink tipping precariously in her hand. “Well, she was pleased when I told her,” said Ron, looking slightly put out. -Chapter 13, U.S. 275

I think him wanting to try out was due to a factor of things...1. him becoming prefect = confidence boost (no he isn’t a nobody he IS capable of doing things..) Hermione's reaction ..wanting to prove that yes IT WAS him who can be a prefect...him getting a new broom...and so forth...there is clearly a thirst to show Hermione that he IS a catch... just like she showed him in book 4.

“How was practice?” asked Hermione rather coolly half an hour later, as Harry and Ron climbed through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room. “It was -” Harry began. “Completely lousy,” said Ron in a hollow voice, sinking into a chair beside Hermione. She looked up at Ron and her frostiness seemed to melt. -Chapter 14, U.S. 294

So we see that Hermione has developed an emotional type of maturity...and it is directed at none other than Ron Weasley ...Ron has yet to see this side of her...and he isn't even paying attention..so unfortunately this goes missed by Ron

“Good luck, Ron,” said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. “And you, Harry -” Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed him, looking puzzled, as though he was not quite sure what had just happened. -Chapter 19, U.S. 404

Ron is not used to Hermione showing him affection...however his own nerves has kind of masked his true reaction to this show of affection from Hermione..although they like eachother..we don't really see too much signs of love affection until later on...now this is where their character differences lie..to Hermione ..that must of been a lot..her kissing him on the cheek is like..obviously I am showing you so much affection..But Ron is an insecure being...+ she is still writing to an international quidditch player..Ron likes Hermione and Hermione likes Ron... it is evident here... however Ron does NOT know that Hermione likes him and Hermione has thought that she told Ron she does..

Ron made a noise that might have indicated jubilation or disgust, it was hard to tell. “Because she was crying,” Harry continued heavily. “Oh,” said Ron, his smile fading slightly. “Are you that bad at kissing?” “Dunno,” said Harry, who hadn’t considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. “Maybe I am.” “Of course you’re not,” said Hermione absently, still scribbling away at her letter. “How do you know?” said Ron in a sharp voice. -Chapter 21, U.S. 458

Here we see for the first time..Ron jealous over Hermione and Harry’s relationship....he ..who is friends with her KNOWS he likes her..he is not aware that she likes him.. he WANTS her to like him..hence the thirst to prove himself...but what she’s shown him in terms of love interest so far is Viktor Krum..an international quidditch player..Harry..who is more famous than him...could it be? that she develops feelings for him? he knows that being friends doesnt eliminate developing feelings...because he likes her and she's supposed to be his friend..and could she possibly..have a type? he’s no Harry Potter or Viktor Krum in his eyes ....

“Thanks for the book, Harry!” she said happily. “I’ve been wanting that New Theory of Numerology for ages! And that perfume is really unusual, Ron.” “No problem,” said Ron. -Chapter 23, U.S. 503

So this is Ron’s way of trying to rue Hermione Granger in his eyes...he’s trying to MAKE him like her...like I said he is completely unaware that she does

“Harry, you’re worse than Ron… Well, no, you’re not,” she sighed, as Ron himself came stumping into the Hall splattered with mud and looking grumpy. -Chapter 26, U.S. 572

This is basically Hermione telling the audience that in her mind..she has shown Ron she likes him..tbh even if I was Ron I would be confused..because she is Hermione Granger and her affectionate level is not up to par...

Oh, you’re so naive sometimes, Harry. You really think Umbridge will wait for proof?’ said Hermione, who seemed determined to be in a towering temper, and she swept off towards the girls’ dormitories, banging the door behind her. ‘Such a lovely, sweet-tempered girl,’ said Ron, very quietly, prodding his queen forward to beat up one of Harry’s knights.-Chapter 31, U.S. 716

This is beautiful. Why? Ron knows he likes Hermione...and he knows all her qualities..including Hermione WRATH.So for him to say this in his sarcasm shows how knows how Hermione is and why he basically finds it endearing.

“What do you think about this?” Hermione demanded of Ron, and Harry was reminded irresistibly of Mrs. Weasley appealing to her husband during Harry’s first dinner at Grimmauld Place. -Chapter 29, U.S. 658

And now we see how their relationship is kind of developing into more than a friendship...even Harry notices it...

Okay onto half blood prince ...

Don’t you get used to her if she’s staying in the same house?” Harry asked. “Well, you do,” said Ron, “but if she jumps out at you unexpectedly, like then…” “It’s pathetic,” said Hermione furiously, striding away from Ron as far as she could go and turning to face him her arms folded once she had reached the wall.-Chapter 5, U.S. 93

So we see more Hermione jealousy... her interest for Ron has not left over time..

It’s Amortentia!” “It is indeed. It seems almost foolish to ask,” said Slughorn, who was looking mightily impressed, “but I assume you know what it does?” “It’s the most powerful love potion in the world!” said Hermione. “Quite right! You recognized it, I suppose, by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen?” “And the steam rising in characteristic spirals,” said Hermione enthusiastically, “and it’s supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us, and I can smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and -” But she turned slightly pink and did not complete the sentence. -Chapter 9, U.S. 185

Revealed to be Ron’s hair..but all the readers have known since book 4..That Hermione does indeed like Ron..and that of course she would smell him..

‘I dunno why the team’s this popular all of a sudden.’ ‘Oh, come on, Harry,’ said Hermione, suddenly impatient. ‘It’s not Quidditch that’s popular, it’s you! You’ve never been more interesting and, frankly, never more fanciable.’ Ron gagged on a large piece of kipper. Hermione spared him one look of disdainbefore turning back to Harry.

[…]

‘And you’ve been through all the persecution from the Ministry when they were trying to make out you were unstable and a liar. You can still see the marks where that evil woman made you write with your own blood, but you stuck to your story anyway…’ ‘You can still see where those brains got hold of me in the Ministry, look,’ said Ron, shaking back his sleeves. ‘And it doesn’t hurt that you’ve grown about a foot over the summer, either,’ Hermione finished, ignoring Ron. ‘I’m tall,’ said Ron inconsequentially.

This is the first time we’ve heard Hermione call either one of the boys fancible..and it's targeted at Harry..remember last book when Ron is conflicted..does Hermione have a type? Is it like what Rita says? Famous people and what not...But we have a slightly different Ron..one that wants to prove himself..the reasons she points to Harry being fancible are traits Ron realizes he has... And guess what? I bet you 100 dollars that Lavender was not the only one who had a crush on Ron...I definitely think Harry had ‘admirers’ but I am willing to bet that so did Ron.. Harry would have more..by default..with the triwizard tournament ..now Hermione just ignoring Ron because in her mind she knows she likes Ron so she’s just educating Harry as to why people are trying out..not telling Harry that she is personally attracted to him..which of course Ron doesnt see this way

What did surprise [Harry] was that when Ron drew level with them, Parvati suddenly nudged Lavender, who looked round and gave Ron a wide smile. Ron blinked at her, then returned the smile uncertainly. His walk instantly became something more like a strut. Harry resisted the temptation to laugh, remembering that Ron had refrained from doing so after Malfoy had broken Harry’s nose. Hermione, however, looked cold and distant all the way down to the stadium through the cool, misty drizzle, and departed to find a place in the stands without wishing Ron luck.

Like I said..a lot of girls probably crushed on Ron..but Ron..who still has no idea Hermione likes him..is surprised by one OUTWARDLY showing interest..and of course Hermione is jealous

“You did brilliantly, Ron!” This time it really was Hermione running toward them from the stands; Harry saw Lavender walking off the pitch, arm in arm with Parvati, a rather grumpy expression on her face. Ron looked extremely pleased with himself and even taller than usual as he grinned at the team and at Hermione. -Chapter 11, U.S. 226

First time Hermione has complemented Ron...and his grin says everything..

“’Slug Club,’” repeated Ron with a sneer worthy of Malfoy. “It’s pathetic. Well, I hope you enjoy your party. Why don’t you try hooking up with McLaggen, then Slughorn can make you King and Queen slug-” “We’re allowed to bring guests,” said Hermione, who from some reason had turned a bright, boiling scarlet, “and I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it’s that stupid then I won’t bother.” Harry suddenly wished the pod had flown a little farther, so that he need not have been sitting here with the pair of them. Unnoticed by either, he seized the bowl that contained the pod and began to try and open it by the noisiest and most energetic means he could think of; unfortunately, he could still hear every word of their conversation. “You were going to ask me?” asked Ron, in a completely different voice. “Yes,” said Hermione angrily. “But obviously if you’d rather I hooked up with McLaggen…” There was a pause while Harry continued to pound the resilient pod with a trowl. “No, I wouldn’t,” said Ron, in a very quiet voice. -Chapter 14, U.S. 282

So...Ron is confused...the different voice says it all..Ron as of now has NO IDEA that Hermione likes him....Ron was upset in the beginning because this is just another thing trying to bring him down..it’s like the universe is trying to be like ‘Ron you’re not good enough’ when Hermione...goes out of her way to say she was going to ask him... he’s surprised..and now he’s thinking ..does Hermione ...do I have a chance with her after all? Keep in mind that she doesn’t actually ask him...So then they act nicer to eachother and it looks like this might just be the book they get together..as Hermione has now revealed that she does indeed like him

Ron and Harry were the last two in the changing room. They were just about to leave when Hermione entered. She was twisting her Gryffindor scarf in her hands and looked upset but determined. ‘I want a word with you, Harry.’ She took a deep breath. ‘You shouldn’t have done it. You heard Slughorn, it’s illegal.’ ‘What are you going to do, turn us in?’ demanded Ron. ‘What are you two talking about?’ asked Harry, turning away to hang up his robes so that neither of them would see him grinning. ‘You know perfectly well what we’re talking about!’ said Hermione shrilly. ‘You spiked Ron’s juice with lucky potion at breakfast! Felix Felicis!’ ‘No I didn’t,’ said Harry, turning back to face them both. ‘Yes you did, Harry, and that’s why everything went right, there were Slytherin players missing and Ron saved everything!

This is, I think, more damaging than Ginny doing what she did ...Ron has a thirst to prove himself with Hermione....and then they find out that he didn't have Felix Felicis... But Hermione yet again..is being book one Hermione..by logic..all the Slytherin players were missing..but that was just luck..hermione doesnt like luck... or horoscopes..or predictions..she doesnt think this way..she uses logic..so although she doesnt mean to in my opinion..she is taking a dig at Ron..it is harsh...and it is her character flaw..and of course Ron (and anyone else) is hurt by it..because it comes off more as a lack of faith in Ron’s abilities opposed to her just trying to logic the situation out..

Harry's snogged Cho Chang! And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it's only you who acts like it's something disgusting, Ron, and that's because you've got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!"

Ron’s basically had it at this point. Hermione couldn't believe he was prefect...he makes the quidditch team..she can't believe he’s good... she’s called Harry this whole catch...he isn't in the slug club.. now he’s thinking..she doesnt even like me because, like I thought, she thinks im not good enough.originally it was like she might be shy..but no she isnt..she kissed Viktor...so .she was going to ask me to the dinner for what? for pity?and we have basically a Hermione yule ball reaction..Ron has had ENOUGH. he’s tired of it..he isnt trash..he has good traits..if she doesnt recognize them thats her loss..he’s not going to fight for her approval... so he kisses Lavender...because SHE has a crush on him..and she hasn't made it so bloody difficult and she likes him for being..well..Ron..

There was a horrible, swelling, billowing silence. Hermione was staring at Ron, who refused to look at her, but said with an odd mixture of bravado and awkwardness, "Hi, Harry! Wondered where you'd got to!" Hermione slid off the desk. The little flock of golden birds continued to twitter in circles around her head so that she looked like a strange, feathery model of the solar system. "You shouldn't keep Lavender waiting outside," she said quietly. "She'll wonder where you've gone." She walked very slowly and erectly toward the door. Harry glanced at Ron, who was looking relieved that nothing worse had happened. "Oppungo!" came a shriek from the doorway. Harry turned around to see Hermione pointing her wand at Ron, her expression wild: The little flock of birds was speeding like a hail of fat golden bullets toward Ron, who yelped and covered his face with his hands, but the birds attacked, pecking and clawing at every bit of flesh they could reach. "Gerremoffme!" he yelled, but with one last look of vindictive fury, Hermione wrenched open the door and disappeared through it. Harry thought he heard a sob before it slammed. -Chapter 14, U.S. 302

So now Ron feels awkward..because Hermione does not hide how she feels about this...but this isn’t just jealousy anymore...Hermione is UPSET. So now he’s thinking...she....she does like me? she did want to ask me because she likes me? but why is she like this then....and overall confusion..because now he has lavender..the first girl who has shown him outward interest...but he cannot hide that he DOES have feelings for Hermione..

Ron, whose hands and forearms still bore scratches and cuts from Hermione's bird attack, was taking a defensive and resentful tone. "She can't complain," he told Harry. "She snogged Krum. So she's found out someone wants to snog me too. Well, it's a free country. I haven't done anything wrong."-Chapter 15, U.S. 304

This is perfect... he’s basically saying...yeah I’m a catch too..whats the problem?

“He’s at perfect liberty to kiss whomever he likes,” said Hermione, while the librarian, Madam Pince, prowled the shelves behind them. “I really couldn’t care less.” She raised her quill and dotted an i so ferociously that she punctured a hole in her parchment.-Chapter 15, U.S. 305

so she’s clearly upset..but you know Hermione, she doesnt admit these things.

"Hi, Parvati!" said Hermione, ignoring Ron and Lavender completely. "Are you going to Slughorn's party tonight?" "No invite," said Parvati gloomily. "I'd love to go, though, it sounds like it's going to be really good... You're going, aren't you?" "Yes, I'm meeting Cormac at eight, and we're -" There was a noise like a plunger being withdrawn from a blocked sink and Ron surfaced. Hermione acted as though she had not seen or heard anything. "- we're going up to the party together." "Cormac?" said Parvati. "Cormac McLaggen, you mean?" "That's right," said Hermione sweetly. "The one who almost" - she put a great deal of emphasis on the word - "became Gryffindor Keeper." "Are you going out with him, then?" asked Parvati, wide-eyed. "Oh - yes - didn't you know?" said Hermione, with a most un-Hermione-ish giggle. "No!" said Parvati, looking positively agog at this piece of gossip. "Wow, you like your Quidditch players, don't you? First Krum, then McLaggen..." "I like really good Quidditch players," Hermione corrected her, still smiling. "Well, see you... Got to go and get ready for the party..." -Chapter 15, U.S. 313

Here we see a different side of Hermione..a mean Hermione...now...this is HONESTLY typical 16 year old behaviour...and although its mean..its pretty SPOT ON to how a 16 year old girl would react to a guy she likes..a guy she thought she told she likes..a guy who revealed that he likes her ... getting it on with another girl right after (unaware of Ginny)...and well not seeing what was wrong with her whole Felix nonsense...

“Did you have a good Christmas?” “Yeah,” said Ron at once, “pretty eventful, Rufus Scrim -” “I’ve got something for you, Harry,” said Hermione, neither looking at Ron nor giving any sign that she had heard him. -Chapter 17, U.S. 351

This is interesting...Hermione is being really mean to Ron during this time..giving him shit..now a couple of chapters ago Ron would have been really hurt by her words..to a point to where he wouldn't talk to her..but now Ron is realizing just how mad she is at the lavender ordeal..and he’s realizing..she’s this mad..it means well..she likes me... so he’s taking all the shit she’s giving him because he now KNOWS she’s trying to piss him off.

Hermione gave an almost inaudible sniff. She had been exceptionally quiet all day. Having hurtled, white-faced, up to Harry outside the hospital wing and demanded to know what had happened, she had taken almost no part in Harry and Ginny's obsessive discussion about how Ron had been poisoned, but merely stood behind them, clench-jawed and frightened-looking, until at last they had been allowed in to see him. -Chapter 19, U.S. 400

So now Ron has been poisoned..and Hermione has been a bitch to him for the past 2 months...and now she feels guilty..because the reason she's been a bitch to him is because he hurt her..because she likes him..because he decided to be with another girl when she thought they were going to finally become a thing...and now she puts her own personal anger aside because above all else Ron is her friend and she does love him.... and she does care for him and she always will..

"Er-my-nee," croaked Ron unexpectedly from between them. -Chapter 19, U.S. 402

Well now Hermione is well...Ron just exposed himself..so she knows him being with Lavender doesnt mean he doesnt like her...

He stopped talking very suddenly. Lavender Brown was standing at the foot of the marble staircase looking thunderous. "Hi," said Ron nervously. "C'mon," Harry muttered to Hermione, and they sped past, though not before they heard Lavender say, "Why didn't you tell me you were getting out today? And why was she with you?" Ron looked both sulky and annoyed when he appeared at breakfast half an hour later, and though he sat with Lavender, Harry did not see them exchange a word all the time they were together. Hermione was acting as though she was quite oblivious to all of this, but once or twice Harry saw an inexplicable smirk cross her face. -Chapter 20, U.S. 425

Now..Lavender doesnt deserve this but it so so sparingly typical 16 year old girl behaviour...that its like ..refreshing..Hermione..although smart..and responsible..is still a teen girl...the guy she likes is fighting with his girlfriend about her..and his girlfriend is jealous of her... and he said her name in his sleep...she’s like yess f you lavender..stay away from MY MAN..thats right be jealous..and her seeing Ron unhappy with it..it’s like yep he wants me dont forget it.

"How d'you spell 'belligerent'?" said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. "It can't be B - U - M -" "No, it isn't," said Hermione, pulling Ron's essay toward her. "And 'augury' doesn't being O - R -G either. What kind of quill are you using?" "It's one of Fred and George's spell-check ones... but I think the charm must be wearing off..." "Yes, it must," said Hermione, pointing at the title of his essay, "because we were asked how we'd deal with dementors, not 'Dugbogs,' and I don't remember you changing your name to 'Roonil Wazlib' either." "Ah no!" said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchment. "Don't say I'll have to write the whole thing out again!" "It's okay, we can fix it," said Hermione, pulling the essay toward her and taking out her wand. "I love you, Hermione," said Ron, sinking back in his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily. Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, "Don't let Lavender hear you saying that." -Chapter 21, U.S. 449

Yep... he likes me ... she's thinking.. and of course she brings up lavender because she wants him to end it with her

"No joy," said Harry, as Ron joined them. "Bad luck, mate, but you'll pass next time - we can take it together."

"Yeah, I s'pose," said Ron grumpily. "But half an eyebrow! Like that matters!" "I know," said Hermione soothingly, "it does seem really harsh..." -Chapter 22, U.S. 476

Hermione showing affection now because she knows Ron likes her..

"Ron, you're making it snow," said Hermione patiently, grabbing his wrist and redirecting his wand away from the ceiling from which, sure enough, large white flakes had started to fall. Lavender Brown, Harry noticed, glared at Hermione from a neighboring table through very red eyes, and Hermione immediately let go of Ron's arm. "Oh yeah," said Ron, looking down at his shoulders in vague surprise. "Sorry... looks like we've all got horrible dandruff now..." He brushed some of the fake snow off Hermione's shoulder. Lavender burst into tears. -Chapter 24, U.S. 514

I feel sorry for lavender here and I think Ron and Hermione also feel guilty...but now they’re over...and they both kind of know what’s up..

Ron, he saw, was now holding Hermione and stroking her hair while she sobbed into his shoulder, tears dripping from the end of his own long nose. -Chapter 30, U.S. 647

And now we see more relationship-y affection...

Ron tripped dazedly toward Harry and Hermione. "You're okay," he mumbled, before Hermione flew at him and hugged him tightly. "I thought - I thought -" "'M all right," said Ron, patting her on the back. "'M fine." "Ron was great," said Tonks warmly, reliquishing her hold on Lupin. "Wonderful. Stunned one of the Death Eaters, straight to the head, and when you're aiming at a moving target from a flying broom -" "You did?" said Hermione, gazing up at Ron with her arms still around his neck. "Always the tone of surprise," he said a little grumpily, breaking free. -Chapter 5, U.S. 76

So now we have different setting..there is a war approaching..seriousness..but they’re physically showing more affection then we have seen... their exchanges are no longer friend exchanges... but people who have a clear interest in eachother

Don't!" squealed Hermione. Startled, Harry looked over just in time to see her burst into tears over her copy of Spellman's Syllabary. "Oh no," said Harry, struggling to get up from the old camp bed. "Hermione, I wasn't trying to upset -" But with a great creaking of rusty bedsprings, Ron bounded off the bed and got there first. One arm around Hermione, he fished in his jeans pocket and withdrew a revolting-looking handkerchief that he had used to clean out the oven earlier. Hastily pulling out his wand, he pointed it at the rag and said, "Tergeo." The wand siphoned off most of the grease. Looking rather pleased with himself, Ron handed the slightly smoking handkerchief to Hermione. "Oh... thanks, Ron... I'm sorry..." She blew her nose and hiccuped. "It's just so awful, isn't it? R-right after Dumbledore... I j-just never imagined Mad-Eye dying, somehow, he seemed so tough!" "Yeah, I know," said Ron, giving her a squeeze. "But you know what he'd say to us if he was here?" "'C-constant vigilance,'" said Hermione, mopping her eyes. "That's right," said Ron, nodding. "He'd tell us to learn from what happened to him. And what I've learned is not to trust that cowardly little squit, Mundungus." Hermione gave a shaky laugh and leaned forward to pick up two more books. - Chapter 6, U.S. 94

And now we see...sensitive Ron..it’s so strange to see after all these books..but it makes sense.. this is a more serious time..and they’re older..and then of course..the book he read... I think his experience with Lavender was basically the kick that told him..you know what..I’m going to show this girl how much I like her..because I know she feels something for me..so I’m going to woo her over..

"This isn't your average book," said Ron. "It's pure gold: Twelve Fail-Safe Ways to Charm Witches. Explains everything you need to know about girls. If only I'd had this last year I'd have known exactly how to get rid of Lavender and I would've known how to get going with... Well, Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've learned a lot. You'd be surprised, it's not all about wandwork, either."- Chapter 7, U.S. 113

Hermione is confusing you can't blame him honestly.

Hermione made purple and gold streamers erupt from the end of her wand and drape themselves artistically over the trees and bushes. "Nice," said Ron, as with one final flourish of her wand, Hermione turned the leaves on the crabapple tree to gold. "You've really got an eye for that sort of thing." "Thank you, Ron!" said Hermione, looking both pleased and a little confused.- Chapter 7, U.S. 118

Definitely taken from the book..but its great..it shows Ron taking initiative with Hermione..he’s trying to figure out how to get his friend to become his girlfriend...so this whole starting to be more romantic slowly thing..it’s perfect...

Hermione looked pleasurably flustered, but this time Krum had not come to compliment her. With a scowl on his face he said, "Who is that man in the yellow?" "That's Xenophilius Lovegood, he's the father of a friend of ours," said Ron. His pugnacious tone indicated that they were not about to laugh at Xenophilius, despite the clear provocation. "Come and dance," he added abruptly to Hermione. She looked taken aback, but pleased too, and got up. They vanished together into the growing throng on the dance floor. "Ah, they are together now?" asked Krum, momentarily distracted. "Er - sort of," said Harry. -Chapter 8, U.S. 147

I like that he doesn’t even ask her... this is what we see for the first time...a less teenager like Ron and a more adult like Ron..

"You're amazing, you are," said Ron, handing her his bundled up robes. "Thank you," said Hermione, managing a small smile as she pushed the robes into the bags.- Chapter 9, U.S. 162

We see that Ron is indeed a gentleman when he wants to be..and that he is capable of being emotionally mature

"Family safe, do not reply, we are being watched." The Patronus dissolved into nothingness. Ron let out a noise between a whimper and a groan and dropped onto the sofa: Hermione joined him, gripping his arm. "They're all right, they're all right!" she whispered, and Ron half laughed and hugged her. - Chapter 9, U.S. 173

More outward physical affection..

Harry glanced over at the dark shapes they made on the floor beside him. Ron had a fit of gallantry and insisted that Hermione sleep on the cushions from the sofa, so that her silhouette was raised above his. Her arm curved to the floor, her finger's inches from Ron's. Harry wondered whether they had fallen asleep holding hands. - Chaper 10, U.S. 176

Yes they did...and it was 100% Ron who instigated it...

Ron glanced at Hermione, then said, "What if purebloods and half-bloods swear a Muggle-born's part of their family? I'll tell everyone Hermione's my cousin -" Hermione covered Ron's hand with hers and squeezed it. "Thank you, Ron, but I couldn't let you -" "You won't have a choice," said Ron fiercely, gripping her hand back. "I'll teach you my family tree so you can answer questions on it." - Chapter 11, U.S. 209

Outward physical affection between them...as we see Ron is not shy to grip her hand right back.

"Don't look at me like that!" he snapped at Hermione. "Don't you start on her!" snarled Ron.- Chapter 11, U.S. 215

Ron making it clear that although they are all friends..Hermione is his love interest and he won’t let guys disrespect her..even if it’s Harry..

"Snape could send Phineas Nigellus to look inside this house for him," Hermione explained to Ron as she resumed her seat. "But let him try it now, all Phineas Nigellus will be able to see is the inside of my handbag." "Good thinking!" said Ron, looking impressed. "Thank you," smiled Hermione, pulling her soup toward her.- Chapter 12, U.S. 228

Some more 12 fail safe action..Ron...even in the midst of all of this..remembers to pay Hermione compliments because well..he wants to be a gentleman to her..

Respect?" Harry repeated, but Hermione shot him a warning look; apparently he was not to argue with Ron while the latter was in such a weakened condition.- Chapter 14, U.S. 273

Same as Ron..Hermione makes it clear that even though they’re all friends... Ron is not to be mistreated because that is well..her man..

Hermione was watching Ron fret over the fate of the Cameroles, and there was such tenderness in her expression that Harry felt as if he had surprised her in the act of kissing him.- Chapter 14, U.S. 274

So like has now turned into love... Ron..who has been paying her compliments..shown his maturity..and now his amazing character..has indeed one over the love of Hermione Granger

Ron wrenched the chain from over his head and cast the locket into a nearby chair. He turned to Hermione. "What are you doing?" "What do you mean? "Are you staying, or what?" "I..." She looked anguished. "Yes - yes, I'm staying. Ron, we said we'd go with Harry, we said we'd help -" "I get it. You choose him." "Ron, no - please - come back, come back!" She was impeded by her own Shield Charm; by the time she had removed it, he had already stormed into the night. Harry stood quite still and silent, listening to her sobbing and calling Ron's name amongst the trees. After a few minutes she returned, her sopping hair plastered to her face. "He's g-g-gone! Disapparated!" She threw herself into a chair, curled up, and started to cry.- Chapter 15, U.S. 309

Ron..even with the influence of the locket.. did not forget about Hermione..he asked her..even with the locket telling him that Hermione didn't care about him..and her staying just validating the locket. Hermione is now devastated at this point..because he was JUST gentleman Ron..just making jokes...just showing her that he cared..how could he switch so quickly? Of course...the locket..she knows its the locket.. she feels down with it as well..it keeps telling her about her parents..how she will never fit in the wizarding world as a muggle born..but she never had any doubts about Ron...Ron only gave her doubts when Lavender.. and that ended...this locket picks up on INSECURITIES... Hermione is a confident young woman when it comes to her relationships..her fears are in not doing well...not in how others perceive her..and we know how Harry was.. his insecurity was that people doubted him..the boy who lied...now we have Ron..his insecurities is that he is not good enough..not for Harry..not for Hermione...and that he was useless..why take part of a war you dont contribute to? He’s holding them BACK. With his injury...He is RUINING their chances of defeating voldemort..they would be better without him... its SHOULD be the two of them..everyone else thinks so.....so he leaves...and she doesnt reach Ron in time...the moment the lockets off he realizes...what he’d done..his love for them has always ALWAYS conquered his insecurities..but its too late.

"Why return? We were better without you, happier without you, glad of your absence... We laughed at your stupidity, your cowardice, your presumption -" "Presumption!" echoed the Riddle-Hermione, who was more beautiful and yet more terrible than the real Hermione: She swayed, cackling, before Ron, who looked horrified yet transfixed, the sword hanging pointlessly at his side. "Who could look at you, who would ever look at you, beside Harry Potter? What have you ever done, compared with the Chosen One? What are you, compared with the Boy Who Lived?" "Ron, stab it, STAB IT!" Harry yelled, but Ron did not move: His eyes were wide, and the Riddle-Harry and Riddle-Hermione were reflected in them, their hair swirling like flames, their eyes shining red, their voices lifted in an evil duet. "Your mother confessed," sneered Riddle-Harry, while Riddle-Hermione jeered, "that she would have preferred me as a son, would be glad to exchange..." "Who wouldn't prefer him, what woman would take you, you are nothing, nothing, nothing to him," crooned Riddle-Hermione, and she stretched like a snake and entwined herself around Riddle-Harry, wrapping him in a close embrace: Their lips met. On the ground in front of them, Ron's face filled with anguish. He raised the sword high, his arms shaking. "Do it, Ron!" Harry yelled. Ron looked toward him, and Harry thought he saw a trace of scarlet in his eyes. "Ron -?" The sword flashed, plunged: Harry threw himself out of the way, there was a clang of metal and a long, drawn-out scream. Harry whirled around, slipping in the snow, wand held ready to defend himself: but there was nothing to fight. The monstrous versions of himself and Hermione were gone: There was only Ron, standing there with the sword held slackly in his hand, looking down at the shattered remains of the locket on the flat rock. Slowly, Harry walked back to him, hardly knowing what to say or do. Ron was breathing heavily: His eyes were no longer red at all, but their normal blue; they were also wet. Harry stooped, pretending he had not seen, and picked up the broken Horcrux. Ron had pierced the glass in both windows: Riddle's eyes were gone, and the stained silk lining of the locket was smoking slightly. The thing that had lived in the Horcrux had vanished; torturing Ron had been its final act. The sword clanged as Ron dropped it. He had sunk to his knees, his head in his arms. He was shaking, but not, Harry realized, from cold. Harry crammed the broken locket into his pocket, knelt down beside Ron, and placed a hand cautiously on his shoulder. He took it as a good sign that Ron did not throw it off. "After you left," he said in a low voice, grateful for the fact that Ron's face was hidden, "she cried for a week. Probably longer, only she didn't want me to see. There were loads of nights when we never even spoke to each other. With you gone..." He could not finish it; it was only now that Ron was here again that Harry fully realized how much his absence had cost them. "She's like my sister," he went on. "I love her like a sister and I reckon she feels the same way about me. It's always been like that. I thought you knew."- Chapter 19, U.S. 375

Like I said...

She saw Ron, who stood there holding the sword and dripping onto the threadbare carpet. Harry backed into a shadowy corner, slipped off Ron's rucksack, and attempted to blend in with the canvas. Hermione slid out of her bunk and moved like a sleepwalker toward Ron, her eyes upon his pale face. She stopped right in front of him, her lips slightly parted, her eyes wide. Ron gave a weak, hopeful smile and half raised his arms. Hermione launched herself forward and started punching every inch of him that she could reach. "Ouch - ow - gerroff! What the -? Hermione - OW!" "You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!" She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced. "You - crawl - back - here - after - weeks - and - weeks - oh, where's my wand?" She looked as though ready to wrestle it out of Harry's hands and he reacted instictively. "Protego!" The invisible shield erupted between Ron and Hermione: The force of it knocked her backward onto the floor. Spitting hair out of her mouth, she leapt up again. "Hermione!" Harry said. "Calm -" "I will not calm down!" she screamed. Never before had he seen her lose control like this; she looked quite demented. "Give me back my wand! Give it to me!" "Hermione, will you please -" "Don't you tell me what to do, Harry Potter!" she screeched. "Don't you dare! Give it back now! And YOU!" She was pointing at Ron in dire accusation: It was like a malediction, and Harry could not blame Ron for retreating several steps. "I came running after you! I called you! I begged you to come back!" "I know," Ron said, "Hermione, I'm sorry, I'm really -" "Oh, you're sorry!" She laughed, a high pitched, out-of-control sound; Ron looked at Harry for help, but Harry merely grimaced his helplessness. "You come back after weeks - weeks - and you think it's all going to be all right if you say sorry?" "Well, what else can I say?" Ron shouted, and Harry was glad that Ron was fighting back. "Oh, I don't know!" yelled Hermione with awful sarcasm. "Rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds -" "Hermione," interjected Harry, who considered this a lot blow, "he just saved my -" "I don't care!" she screamed. "I don't care what he's done! Weeks and weeks, we could have been dead for all he knew -" "I knew you weren't dead!" bellowed Ron, drowning her voice for the first time, and approaching as close as he could with the Shield Charm between them. "Harry's all over the Prophet, all over the radio, they're looking for you everywhere, all these rumors and mental stories, I knew I'd hear straight off if you were dead, you don't know what it's been like -" "What it's been like for you?" Her voice was now so shrill only bats would be able to hear it soon, but she had reached a level of indignation that rendered her temporarily speechless, and Ron seized his opportunity. "I wanted to come back the minute I'd Disapparated, but I walked straight into a gang of Snatchers, Hermione, and I couldn't go anywhere!"- Chapter 19, U.S. 379

So Hermione is obviously being cruel..but its justified..he hurt her..she loves him and he left her...but he explains... and of course she hasn't witnessed what we and Harry all have

When Hermione returned to her bunk, Harry lowered his voice. "You only agreed to try and get back in her good books." "All's fair in love and war," said Ron brightly, "and this is a bit of both."- Chapter 20, U.S. 396

Ron has revealed he loves her..

"Get - off - her!" Ron shouted. There was the unmistakable sound of knuckles hitting flesh: Ron grunted in pain and Hermione screamed, "No! Leave him alone, leave him alone!" "Your boyfriend's going to have worse than that done to him if he's on my list," said the horribly familiar, rasping voice.- Chapter 23, U.S. 447

Take these prisoners down to the cellar, Greyback." "Wait," said Bellatrix sharply. "All except... except for the Mudblood." Greyback gave a grunt of pleasure. "No!" shouted Ron. "You can have me, keep me!" Bellatrix hit him across the face; the blow echoed around the room. "If she dies under questioning, I'll take you next," she said.- Chapter 23, U.S. 463

"Reckon she'll let me have a bit of the girl when she's finished with her?" Greyback crooned as he forced them along the corridor. "I'd say I'll get a bite or two, wouldn't you, ginger?" Harry could feel Ron shaking.- Chapter 23, U.S. 463

The echoing bang of the slammed cellar door had not died away before there was a terrible, drawn-out scream from directly above them. "HERMIONE!" Ron bellowed, and he started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. "HERMIONE!" "Be quiet!" Harry said. "Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -" "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!"

- Chapter 23, U.S. 464

I'm going to ask you again! Where did you get this sword? Where?" "We found it - we found it - PLEASE!" Hermione screamed again: Ron struggled harder than ever, and the rusty nail slipped onto Harry's wrist.

- Chapter 23, U.S. 465

From above came Bellatrix's voice. "You are lying, filthy Mudblood, and I know it! You have been inside my vault at Gringotts! Tell the truth, tell the truth!" Another terrible scream - "HERMIONE!" "What else did you take? What else have you got? Tell me the truth or, I swear, I shall run you through with this knife!" "There!" Harry felt the ropes fall away and turned, rubbing his wrists, to see Ron running around the cellar, looking up at the low ceiling, searching for a trapdoor.

- Chapter 23, U.S. 465

"What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!" Hermione's screams echoed off the walls upstairs, Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists [...]

- Chapter 23, U.S. 466

He tilted the shard of mirror this way and that, and saw nothing reflected there but the walls and ceiling of their prison, and upstairs Hermione was screaming worse than ever, and next to him Ron was bellowing, "HERMIONE! HERMIONE!"

"And I think," said Bellatrix's voice, "we can dispose of the Mudblood. Greyback, take her if you want her." "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ron had burst into the drawing room; Bellatrix looked around, shocked; she turned her wand to face Ron instead -- Chapter 23, U.S. 472

Ron doesn't care about anything else here..not the greater good..not the war..not Voldemort..just Hermione..and now we SEE that Ron truly loves this woman...he disarms Bellatrix..in this moment he doesnt CARE who it is..and all he is focused on is Hermione ..this shows the readers that Ron...does not view as Hermione as just a crush..or a girl he likes..or a friend...he loves Hermione to a point no one else in that room does..

Hermione was wrapped in a borrowed dressing gown, pale and unsteady on her feet; Ron put an arm around her when she reached him.- Chapter 24, U.S. 480

He is her comfort...and we now know that its Ron and Hermione...

And then he skidded around a final corner and with a yell of mingled relief and fury he saw them: Ron and Hermione, both with their arms full of large, curved, dirty yellow objects, Ron with a broomstick under his arm. "Where the hell have you been?" Harry shouted. "Chamber of Secrets," said Ron. "Chamber - what?" said Harry, coming to an unsteady halt before them. "It was Ron, all Ron's idea!" said Hermione breathlessly. "Wasn't it absolutely brilliant? There we were, after you left, and I said to Ron, even if we find the other one, how are we going to get rid of it? We still hadn't got rid of the cup! And then he thought of it! The basilisk!" "What the -?" "Something to get rid of Horcruxes," said Ron simply. Harry's eyes dropped to the objects clutched in Ron and Hermione's arms; great curved fangs, torn, he now realized, from the skull of a dead basilisk. "But how did you get in there?" he asked, staring from the fangs to Ron. "You need to speak Parseltongue!" "He did!" whispered Hermione. "Show him, Ron!" Ron made a horrible strangled hissing noise. "It's what you did to open the locket," he told Harry apologetically. "I had to have a few goes to get it right, but," he shrugged modestly, "we got there in the end." "He was amazing!" said Hermione. "Amazing!"- Chapter 31, U.S. 623

A twist...Hermione complimenting Ron... and we see huge character growth in Ron..instead of basking in it..he is being nonchalant ...because its bigger than his insecurities now..and he knows it’s about just keeping Hermione safe and ending this war

Hang on a moment!" said Ron sharply. "We've forgotten someone!" "Who?" asked Hermione. "The house-elves, they'll all be down in the kitchen, won't they?" "You mean we ought to get them fighting?" asked Harry. "No," said Ron seriously, "I mean we should tell them to get out. We don't want any more Dobbies, do we? We can't order them to die for us -" There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet. "Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "OI! There's a war going on here!" Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other. "I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?" "Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just - just hold it in until we've got the diadem?" "Yeah - right - sorry," said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face.- Chapter 31, U.S. 625

And its official...they might die..they know they love eachother...and Hermione..overridden by passion has done the most un-Hermione-ish thing...she has kissed Ron...in the middle of a war..and Ron is eager..and this is it..they know it's them..he knows he likes her..she knows he likes him...and they might lose eachother..and so they kiss..and it’s with passion..because they love eachother...

Rose, who was already wearing her brand-new Hogwarts robes, beamed at him. "Parked all right, then?" Ron asked Harry. "I did. Hermione didn't believe I could pass a Muggle driving test, did you? She though I'd have to Confund the examiner." "No, I didn't," said Hermione, "I had complete faith in you." "As a matter of fact, I did Confund him," Ron whispered to Harry, as together they lifted Albus's trunk and owl onto the train. "I only forgot to look in the wing mirror, and let's face it, I can use a Supersensory Charm for that." Back on the platform, they found Lily and Hugo, Rose's younger brother, having an animated discussion about which House they would be sorted into when they finally went to Hogwarts. "If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you," said Ron, "but no pressure." "Ron!" - Epilogue, U.S. 755

Ron although talking about Hermione's lack of faith in him...does it in a much different way than we’ve seen in the books..he’s teasing..and now the audience sees a more confident Ron...he admits yeah she’s right I had confund him..but he doesnt care..because he knows himself now..and hes an adult and he has children with the love of his life, Hermione Granger

"So that's little Scorpius," said Ron under his breath. "Make sure you beat him at every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains."

"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Hermione, half stern, half amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!" "You're right," said Ron, but unable to help himself, he added, "Don't get too friendly with him, though, Rosie. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pureblood."- Epilogue, U.S. 756

Adorable. We get an extended version of the Ron that complimented Hermione in deathly Hallows...and it just shows that they now have a very healthy relationship

In conclusion, there is serious growth that happens in the both of the, ...and their development is one of the best relationship developments I have ever read... we are reading about teenagers here...how many 14 year old relationships do you take seriously? I think them getting together at the last book was perfect...and their characters are so obviously made well for eachother.. Thanks for reading!

#romione #Ron and Hermione #ron x hermione #Harry Potter

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A chronology of all my different opinions of Prince Hans. ( 2013-2020)

Long version of a old post i already make. my different opinion about Mr.of the southern isles not sure how much thats actually interesting XD but it is truly CRAZY how many opinion i got about that character so i m gonna tried to give the most faithful inside look i have about Hans trought the years.😁

1-Neutrality ( 2013)

I was at first kind of neutral toward Hans. Like i was adoring already the love is an open door and the dynamic between Hans and Anna jinx jinx again it was my fav part 😂 but at the end i was more pleasantly suprise by the twist its was suprising and to me THE thing of the movie. the part exciting to watch again and know people reaction of it.. Like its was the beginning of the twist trend i was more pleasantly surprise that betrayed. I was finding Anna and kristoff really cute together and i remembered the comments "she kiss the others guy at the end its ruined the lesson of the movie" annoyed me a LOT 😂like i find that funny because now i understand more the critiscm of the end. Something that never change was my opinion of the punch at the end......*rolled my eyes* I never though it was something funny even if hans deserve it.

2- Hans is a loathsome character. ( around 2014-2017)

Frozen began to be one those movies with tangled and the princess and the frog that i watch several times because of how entertaining they were. So i begin To really associated Hans to a very messed up character cruel cold sadistic i was having that strong image of him during the betrayal scene. The emotionally abusive Hans to a poor princess . Really the worst part of what he did is how personal and mean he was To Anna. How he treat anna with so much cruelty.

I remember also didnt finding Hans handsome at all and didnt even understanding all the appeal around his design. ( now i have completly change my mind XD ) i think thats hans actions makes him even more ugly to me at that period. That period last a long time because that opinion was at a period i was not at all interest that much of frozen and that period last a long time. So yeah didnt was hating him but highly disliking him.

3- Hans : the disney villain ! ( around 2017)

That we entered in a dark period when i began interest in one thing : writing disney crossover fanfiction. When i treat Hans as every disney classical villain. 😂Every trait à disney villain got hans was having it in my head. I want to cringe at myself at that period because when i was trying to wrote crossover fanfic Hans was someone indicredibly violent who loved blood. i was making him do stupid thing for the sake of doing stupid thing. He really was hate by everyone. He wanted to rules the world i was enjoying makes other character put him down like his brothers or other disney princess and prince😅. Like in my head Hans was a disney villain so there was no way he was being friend with prince and princess But really he was always doing dumb thing and all the princes were hating on him because this is "Hans" you know😂. I took Hans as excuse to have some baddies in the fanfic i was imagining so what about the plot that hans team up with jafar in order To rules over the southern isles 😂 seriously remind myself of these hans period makes me want to hit my head against a wall. Because its obvious now that i was just not interest in the character , i put 0 thinking in his character and was making him do dumb very very dumb things for the sake of making shine the heroes of my fanfic.

Now i beleive this is something we are a lot to do i can name once upon a time who makes hans do stupid thing in order for Anna and kristoff to shine and maleficent who put down every single character of sleeping beauty to makes shine Maleficent sorry Beneficent.

I think at that period i have also learn some stuff about a frozen heart like lars the name of a brothers that is Nice to Hans and was making hans being an asshole to him and lars hating him After arendelle 😄

4- The best villain EVER OK !!!!! (2017-2018)

I think at the level I was reading more frozen fanfic because i got extremely interest in him at the difference of before who really i didnt paid attention to his character at all he was only a very very random disney villain. finally but most importantly i Feel in love with the idea of an evil prince. So thats when become my period Hans is the most evil disney villain he is amazing the twist is AWESOME OK !!!!!! Dont critized it ok !!! Thats perfect its makes totally sense 😂

The smile under the boat ? Thats a smirk what are you talking about.😄

Sociopath ? He is one. Look i know nothing about anti social personality disorder i put 0 observation in Hans actual personality BUT he was abused by his brothers. See thats not how sociopath are made ? Doesnt people who are abused turn into monster ??? ( god what an awful reasoning i hate now people who say he was abused so thats make sense he is evil) see jennifer lee said he is one ! *disappoint face while reading several people making good arguement as why he is not*

The hints ? I rewatch frozen especially for Hans and notice his face and all the hints were blowing my mind. But most importantly the one at that ice castle and his look at the chandelier to killed elsa. I swear i have read a comment saying the creators confirmed it was not part of the script and an error because i rememeber be very very upset and wanting this hint to be true 😅

Also my worst enemy at that period : the troll theory because it was logical....And the redemption fans wanted.😅 i was like

He is EVIL let him stay EVIL !!!!!!

Now i think i did like Anna 🙄😂 she feel in love with idea of love instead of Hans and me i Feel in love with the idea of an evil prince that took Hans for the character he is..😄

5 : Hans : Anna'ex fiance ( 2018)

The thing with disney princess villain is that most of the times the princess and the prince relationship are at the heart of the movie. So when frozen come out its was cool because elsa and Anna sisters relationship was at the heart of the movie. But in the end we saw more Anna with kristoff that with Elsa so i kind of associated personally frozen with anna and kristoff relationship. So that period where i start to stop having this very rigid point of view and allowed myself getting interest into something i was defitntly not with the other disney princess movies. The relationship between the princess and the villain who here was her ex fiance. So hans Begin in my mind much more Anna ex fiance that a classical disney villains and thats around here i start to truly ship them because i was really exploring Hans relationship with anna and the funny comical post canon relationship between them they could have. like them keep getting inviting at Ball arguing making their own propaganda on their side making love is an open door reference so i discovered there that Hans to me could have a pretty funny amazing dynamic with Anna that i never thought in the past. But it was more at that period start to find Hans and anna relationship interesting that shipping them.

6- team Jacob team peeta sorry team Hans or team kristoff. ( 2018)

My triangle love drama period basically. I began to considerably ship way more hansanna. Of course in post canon redemption story or AU and i think i have at that period read literraly all the hansanna fanfic ever. anna in poly relationship was my otp 😂 began a level where i start to extremely not ship kristanna not ship hansanna but ship them at the same time. 😂

and really shipping kristanna and hansanna alone had not the same charm as shipping them together.

So i began to see Hans more from a shipping point of view that for his own character. even when i watched frozen the very first times i was liking Anna subplot romantic arc with kristoff and Hans. And it was bringing me good old feeling of my teen and pre Teen years when i was addict to the hunger games and twilight and basically love triangle😂. Something there isnt technically in frozen but there are still Anna and two suitors with Hans and kristoff.

7- the grey characters with an interesting family. ( 2018)

Reading more fanfic i start to view him more as a grey characters and start to be interest in hans family. Yeah before i was all the time imagining hans alone didnt really take into consideration the little very little tiny detail that hans is a prince has a kingdom and a pretty big family. I had two strong headcanon about his family his brothers were jerks but just jerks and most of them were nice oh and their dad was dead i was loving the idea of hans older brother be the king. The king and the queen were character that i overlook that i was not interest but i was way more interest in hans brothers. So i continue my view on grey Hans and that relationship with anna i was so interest while being more and more interest in Hans family. So my world of headcanon crush when i discovered more stuff about that book a frozen heart publish by disney. And well in that book most of Hans brothers were really more than jerks but really horrible so first headcanon destroyed but i tried to keep the name Caleb but imagine the character with the personality i like. The king was alive....ok second headcanon destroyed 😅 ok gonna deal with that and like the idea of the king being nice. ( didnt knew how mess up he actually was)

8- the king of the southern isles : view Hans from the point of view of his relationship with his father.( 2019-2020)

The step : i finally command a frozen heart i spoiled myself while reading tv tropes😂😂 ( around that time i created myself a tumblr account) and read that book : basically i got incredibly more interest in : Hans psychology , the king of the southern isles hans relationship with his dad.something that i never through about in the past. But reading tv tropes makes me a LOT interest in the king of the southern isles and Hans relationship with him. really ironic taking my old headcanon into consideration really that book how it developp hans psychology really makes me view him A LOT different. We learn Hans hates violence is a pacifist never do evil thing in his life safe for what he did during those 3 years for his dad but he hates every bit of it. So i really started to view Hans dependant under the influence of his father and thinking that what is evil with Hans is more that toxic relationship with his father than Hans himself. Every bad thing he did this is because of his father corrosive influence. Thats also a period when i start to really saw him from a psychologist point of view his daddy issues his trauma. So yeah A Frozen Heart make me really see Hans in a whole new light

9- Hans the victim and the not so great villain (2020)

So now i think we move to my recent opinion well i m sorry but i cant ignore stuff publish my disney not a matter of liking a frozen heart or not To me stuff publish by disney are canon until Proven not and also i read that a group was form when frozen began something huge to keep everything same in the franchise. So after reading and analyzing a frozen heart thinking...thinking way too much about it i start to think even more about Hans😂. And here we got a character with a very big Ndad hans being his scapegoat who was all his life emotionally, verbally , physically , mentally abused since he is little victim of narcissist abuse. All the times reject , humiliated, bully and thats very hard to ignore all of That because from jeenifer lee word of Hans childhood to that recent comic disney publish with little Hans. They really go for : hans has a very messed up life. I m sorry but at this point thats canon. And the problem i have is that all of That that is defintly not a tragic backstory the character is still very much being currently mistress , abused and neglect by his family. He is still living that life as a kid as a teen as a young adult as an adult And nope whatever how much we like elsa and anna and it was wrong what hans do. He do not deserve to be punished by his abusers. And his abusers do not deserve to punish him. So when you have disney giving all that information about him showing him being a interesting character complex that has never do anything evil on his own wish except in frozen. But most importantly giving him such an Horrible life something that was never do for the others disney villain this is really hard to consider Hans a true disney villain. And yeah he is the villain of Anna and elsa story but very much the victim from the point of view of his family. So thats all of this that makes hans a character that truly break my heart for what he has endure and is still enduring in his life. So my current vision of Hans is victim Hans of course i repeat not toward elsa and Anna you know the kind of stuff some people would twist about what i say but a victim because Hans got very very bigger villain in his life on the contrary of the others disney villains. What is even more sad is that the two people that cares for him lars and his mom dont even stand up for him in public. So thats really complicated....even ship i slighty change my mind i ship even more hansanna , i ship kristanna and Anna in a poly relationship is still my otp🤣🤣 but...getting a tumblr account last summer and reading the whole blog fnafiction.net and archive of our own had be associated kristanna with not very good thing but i still like the ship. What change a lot is my view on him as villain now i agree that the twist sucks 😅it wasnt done very well and the hints...after reading some stuff now i belive most of them are creation of the fans. So thats a whole different point of view. 😂😂and nah hans has a lot of people above him in the hierarchy , he was not the big obstacle of the movie and i found out that Hans lying to anna was not even a thing at all during love is an open door while paying attention at several stuff on the franchise ( i make several post about it on my blog) the hints when hans look at the chandelier dont even exist in the scenario i chekced it. Hans was a bad guy to ony the main characters elsa and anna at the difference of the others disney villains. So all of those stuff compare to disney villains make hans to me A weak villain and more fitting in the disney princes line up as he is too me interesting and complex but not at the level of evil queen tremaine frollo scar shang yu jafar ursula maleficent dr facilier.

So yeah thats makes a 180 degree change just like him in the movie 😄 i dont know maybe my mind is gonna change again ?

it really never happen to me with any other disney character before To change so much my mind.

#my opinion through the years

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themfchase · 6 years ago

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negotiation. (m) pt I

Jeon Jungkook x reader

negotiation. (m) ✎ [6k words] genre: smut, NSFW, boss!au warnings: dirty talk, explicit sex, oral (receiving), dom jungkook? dirtbag jungkook. just be prepared. part 2

description: Jeon Jungkook was the worst boss you could ask for. But what happens when you two bump into each other at a fundraiser your very wealthy family - who you don’t want people to know about - is throwing?

A/N: Probably gonna turn out shit, but hey, JK smut and totally free. masterlist.

You hated him. You hated him so much that you sometimes imagined his face as the target at your archery classes. Your boxing class. Your toilet seat. Not that he was the typical boss that everyone hated. No. He was something else. He was the devil in disguise. He was rude, disrespectful, barely acknowledged your hard work and when the time came, would take full credit for it without even feeling slightly bad. He was the worst human alive on this humble little planet. And you just happened to work for him. Of course, you could quit, get a new job at any seconds with your skills, but the truth was, you admired the company you worked for. Youth Winder Inc, a company that sold clean energy. You had gone to the trouble of hiding who you were and what family you had come from so that you would grow inside of the company by your own efforts and not because your family had a name or was wealthy. But at times like this, when you were almost leaving after working overtime for two hours and he just dropped files and files on your desk with a very cold “for tomorrow, first thing in the morning”, you just really had it. “No.” You said as you got up and started putting your phone, charger, and notebook away in your bag, adjusting your pantsuit on your body. He stopped walking towards the elevator, his suitcase gripped in his right hand as he turned just so he could look at you

“What?” He seemed annoyed. “I’m sorry, I must be going deaf, ‘cause I thought I heard you say ‘no’ there for a second.” He said with his voice full of irony and a very straight face. His black suit fit his body perfectly and his tie was still looking as if he had just put it on. No wrinkles on his shirt, his hair perfectly styled and smelling as if he had just gotten out the shower. All that just made the stupid look on his face worse. You really could punch him right now. “Well, Mr. Jeon, I hate to break it to you, but you’re not going deaf.” You started, walking towards him. You really didn’t want to lose your job, but, you just couldn’t let him abuse you anymore. “Yes, I said no. I am not going to correct these files for tomorrow. First...” You looked at your watch just to be sure. “Because I am two hours and a half past my leave, and second...” He seemed to pay attention closely to every word coming from your mouth. “Tomorrow is Saturday, and unless I’m wrong, my contract says I work Monday's to Friday's, from nine to six, so... No.” And you gave him a very fake smile before walking towards the elevators. He followed you with his eyes. “Good Night Mr. Jeon.” You said entering the elevator and pressing the button for the ground floor. As soon as the door’s closed you felt as if you were going to faint. What had gotten into you? Is it possible that you had lost your mind? You were probably going to lose your job and hate yourself for your lack of self-control. So much for anger management boxing. All that worrying wasn’t in vain, because as soon as you got home and charged your phone, you had an e-mail from HR. You just sat down on the floor of your two story loft and sighed. Well... So much for your dream job. You felt stupid for loosing such a good job at this amazing place because of some jerk. You decided to have a glass of wine, a long hot bath and go to bed. You would have to attend your father’s fundraiser the next day, and probably explain why you were all of a sudden, out of a job and in need of money. You twisted your nose at the idea of your mother lecturing you on how a person of your stature should behave in the work place, or how they could have you back in your position in no time, just having your father make a phone call. As you fell on your bed after the long day you didn’t want to think of the consequences of your actions, you just needed to sleep and prepare for the dreadful day you would have tomorrow, full of uptight people who worried more about which private island you had spent your last vacation than if you were actually a good person.

It was your third cocktail and you wished you were at least tipsy, but it felt you would have to drink ten more of the green looking drink in your hand for that to happen. Your black long dress hugged your body and allowed you to feel the breeze with the sidecut that came all the way up to half your thigh. Your hair was styled and pulled back in a very elegant pony tail, and the sharp neckline came all the way down, giving the waiters a good look at your cleavage. You smiled every time the young ones would look and linger. You knew you looked good. Your mother had already asked you to be more friendly to the “Very important and wealthy people who would be more than happy to make a donation if you were more pleasant”. And you just felt like running away from the party and going back to your depressed, newly unemployed persona. You walked around for a couple of minutes, smiling forcefully to the guests. Some would stop you and compliment you on how beautiful you had grown to be, and asked about your job or if you had plans on getting married. You were bored and now feeling a little bit drunk after drinking three more shots of the green liquid served at the party. You thought you were going crazy when you heard a very familiar and annoying voice coming from a crowd, a couple of steps from you. As you approached the crowd with a drink in your hand you could barely believe your eyes. No! Oh, no... This had to be a joke. This had to be a sick joke played on you by the Universe. Or Satan! As you stood there behind the crowd you heard as Jungkook told the story of when he went mountain climbing and had no safety gear, so he had to climb bravely without knowing if he would survive or not. You rolled your eyes as you saw some girls you were familiar with throwing themselves at the rich bachelor you wished would die a tragic death. You were suddenly taken out of your annoyance when your father came up to him and shook his hand with your mother right beside him. “Jeon Jungkook, it’s so nice to finally meet you.” Your father stated as Jungkook smiled. “The pleasure is all mine Mr. Y/L/N.” He sounded so different talking to your father. So nice. “This is a very special cause to me, and I’m glad I insisted on getting an invitation.” “Oh, please, you didn’t even have to insist.” Your father said. He was a very good host and knew how to get to people. “I am very interested in what you do, I’m afraid I don’t know what company you work for.” “That’s perfectly understandable, Mr. Y/L/N, but I wouldn’t say I have only one line of work. You see, my line of work is very new and I think It might be the future, and I don’t mean to brag, but... I think I might be taking a new high position in the company very soon, thanks to my hard work.” And suddenly you felt your blood boil, boil to a point where you feared you would commit murder. His hard work? Oh, no. He couldn’t be serious. “Although I had a very weird encounter with an employee yesterday. She was known to have a temper and occasionally defy her superiors.” Your eyes widened as you acknowledged he was referring to you, lying about you. “I asked her to go true some files that were very important, I thought of giving her a chance to prove herself. You see, thats how we roll at Youth Winder Inc, we give our people a chance to shine.” Your face felt hot, hot with anger, hot with hate. “Oh, we know that company, our daughter works there!” Your mother stated and you felt the urge to throw something at her. Jungkook smiled at her amused and nodded. “But please, continue...”. She added. “Anyway... This girl, incompetent and lazy turned to me, and with all the audacity in the world said she refused to do the work because she had worked a little over time.” He crossed his arms in an attempt to show how disappointed he was. “Oh no... What a shame. I hope you didn’t have to deal with her any longer.” Your mother added, yet again. “Don’t worry Ms. Y/L/N, I had HR fire her on the spot, so I won’t have to deal with her again. Although I did have to correct the files myself, I barely slept.” He praised himself and your mother fell into his charms. “I’m sure you lived.” Your voice came out and you didn’t have time to control it. All eyes rushed to you, including your mothers. Including Jungkook’s. “It must have been so, so hard to do something you usually have your subordinates do for you.” And he looked surprised, confused. “Y/N, don’t be silly, I’m sure Jungkook here is very used to working very hard.” Your mother said as she tapped the man's arm. “Oh, Mother,-” And his eyes glowed in understanding as he looked at your parents then back at you, taking in the resemblance. “I’m sure he is... I’m sure he does all the graph correcting and probably goes through the records to fill in the new file program. Through all ten thousand of them.” Jungkook’s eyes followed you as you took a few steps into the crowd. He looked amused now. Almost as if he was entertained by your little show. “Sure he doesn’t overwork his employees or takes credit for their work.” Jungkook checked you out, top to bottom a different look invading his eyes as he took in your true identity. “Y/N, my dear, I’m pretty sure Jungkook here is your boss.” Your dad laughed. “You don’t want him to take your words into consideration when you're at the office, don’t want my little girl to get fired.” He joked. If only he knew.

“Oh, don’t worry Daddy, I recently left my position-” “Left her position because she will be taking my place”. Jungkook interrupted. You shot your eyes back at him, shocked at his words. “Your daughter here has shown very good promise in our company, she’s one of the very best, and If I were to chose someone to replace me as I get my promotion, Y/N is first on my list.” He looked back at you with a dark look in his eyes. “Oh! That’s amazing news.” Your father smiled widely. “Y/N, why didn’t you tell us before?” He asked and walked to you, hugging your body. You didn’t take your eyes off Jungkook as he shook your mother's hand. He didn’t take his eyes off you either. You didn’t know what move he was playing. But you were going to find out. “Now, If you’ll excuse me, I have to talk to your daughter for a second,” Jungkook said as he smiled at your parents. “Oh, I hope not work related.” Your mother said. “Not at all, Mr. Y/L/N.” He reassured her and walked towards you, taking your arm and pulling you with him. His grip was tight, his hand was warm. You had never really been touched by him in any way, and the way his strong hand held to your arm, as he pulled you alongside him into a more private area, made your slightly drunken body feel weird. “Get off me.” You scoffed as he came to a stop at a dark cement staircase right outside the garden. “What the fuck was that?” You asked as soon as he turned to face you, his eyes looking around for possible viewers. “Shut up.” He demanded, fixing his sleeves. “You could have mentioned in your file you went by a different last name.” He sounded angry. “Oh, I’m sorry, would that have made you less of an ass?” You sarcastically responded to him with a question. “Y/N, don’t fuck with me right now, I’m not in the mood for you being a sour bitch.” He said with annoyance in his eyes. “If I knew who your father was I wouldn’t have to come to this stupid event and try to make connections.” You felt the anger boiling up in you, like a volcano ready to explode. “Fuck you!” You almost screamed at him. “I don’t fucking care how precious your relationship with my father is, you can suck my ass for all I care.” And you took a step to get away from him, but he grabbed your arm again and pulled you close to him. So close you could feel his breath hit your lips. “Do you want the fucking promotion or not?” He asked between gritted teeth. “Because If you screw this up for me, I could go tell your parents how much of a brat you are and how you made a fool of yourself yesterday.” The smell of expensive Bourbon in his breath mixed with the minty smell of his cologne made you feel a little dizzy. You didn’t answer him, not knowing what to say. You just held your gaze as he looked from your eyes to your lips for a split second. You noticed it and felt a weird spark down low. “Good girl.” He said, in a low voice. And you felt the spark hit you harder. He looked at your lips again, this time longer. “You know... If I had seen you in this dress other than in those hideous, uptight pantsuits, I might have given you a promotion earlier.” His voice came out husky and full of desire. “You’r disgusting.” Was all you said. But you still couldn’t manage to leave and he noticed. “Am I?” He asked, his other hand landing on your hips and squeezing hard as he pulled your body closer. “What are you doing?” You asked, your voice failing as you felt a shiver roll down your spine. “I don’t know if I should punish you for not telling me the truth and behaving the way you did today and yesterday, or If I should make you come with my fingers and show you just how much of a little slut you are.” His words gave you goosebumps. The familiar humidity meeting the fabric of your lace lingerie. “What makes you think I would allow you to do anything remarkably close to that?” You asked trying to regain your composure, but your body was screaming at how hot he was and how dirty he sounded. You wondered how he would feel like. “Oh, baby girl, we both know who the boss is.” He said with so much lust in his voice, you were afraid you would come undone with only that. “Now be a good girl and turn around.” He ordered, but you didn’t obey. He waited for a few seconds and shook his head, before turning you around forcefully. He pulled your body towards him and your backside hit his crotch. You gasped in surprise but closed your eyes with the warm feeling of his body against yours. “You see, Y/N...” He started, his lips glued to your ear, as he slipped his hand up your exposed thigh slowly, making you feel your center pulse. You didn’t know why it felt so good, how he had so much affect on you. “If I knew how important you were, I wouldn’t have had to go through the trouble of coming today and try to make a deal with your daddy.” His hand slid inside your dress, gripping the side of your ass hard, making you let out a small, weak groan as his other hand held your hip tightly, while he pressed his now fully erect bulge on your backside. “I would have just fucked my way to a business deal.” His hand slowly caressed your sensible area, over your underwear, all the way down and he could feel how wet you were. “Right on point, you’re doing such a good job.” You gasped loud, letting your head fall back on his shoulder. “Jungkook...” You cried out his name, as he went back and forth with his hand over your wet center. He squeezed your hip harder, as he heard his name, his nails digging into your skin under the dress. You bit your lower lip to suppress the painful moan that wanted to escape your throat. “It’s Sir. You only get to call me Sir. Understand?” He said, his lips going down your neck, as he inhaled deeply, smelling the expensive perfume you were wearing. He pushed your underwear to the side quickly, allowing his fingers to get drenched by your soaked slit and sliding up you to massage your swollen and pulsing clit and you nodded not able to formulate any words. You let out a sensual and pleasured moan, making the hair at the back of his neck rise at the sound of your desire. He came to a stop, making you feel dizzy and frustrated when you furrowed your eyebrows and turned slightly to him, he bit your ear lobe. “Say it.” He asked and brushed his teeth against your neck. “Come on, baby girl, say it, don’t make me ask again.” He said and he bit the skin on your neck, making you feel as if you were getting wetter if that was possible. “Y-Yes.” You heard your low and airy voice leave your lips. He pressed against your clit, making you arch your back slightly as he held his pace. “Yes what, Y/N?” He sounded annoyed, but he still had the lustful husky tone in his voice. “You were doing so well.” “Yes s-sir, yes sir.” You corrected yourself, not wanting him to stop. “Good girl.” He said and he resumed the delicious massage on your clit, making your legs shake weakly. “Your behaving so nicely Y/N, I wonder what would happen if I took you over the edge.” He said, with dare in his voice, and he left your nub to slide down to your entrance, playing around before sliding one finger in slowly. You moaned loudly, as you felt your walls contract around his finger, not worried if anyone would hear you. “What a tight little pussy.” He said with so much pleasure in his voice, you felt his bulge twitch behind you. “Who knew you were such a pretty little obedient slut, huh?” He bit down on your neck again and pulled in and out, fucking you with his finger. You were overwhelmed at how good it felt, but you needed more, you needed him inside you. “Jungk- Sir...” You immediately corrected and you felt him smile against your neck. “I need more... I-I, ah, fuck...” You tried to formulate, but the amount of pleasure and torture was getting the best of you. “You need what, baby girl, use your words.” He said with a naughty tone in his voice, leaving you panting, as you threw your head further back onto his shoulder. “I need you... I need you inside me.” You asked, feeling your juices drip down from you. “What... Like this?” He asked as he slid another finger inside you, and your walls clenched yet again, you tightened your eyes and let your mouth open at the blissful feeling. “Oh, shit!” You moaned. “N-no Sir, I need you...” You rolled your hips up at his erection, moving at the pace of his fingers. “Eager little slut, aren’t you? You want my cock and I haven't even made you come yet.” He closed his eyes, feeling your ass rub against him, his cock twitching again and again as he felt the friction. “I’m debating weather I should give you what you want, or just have It my way.” You protested, wining as you bit your lower lip, savoring the feeling of his fingers thrusting into you. “Please... Jungkook, please.” You begged and he smiled again, a dirty smirk playing on his lips. “Ok, baby girl lets make a deal...” He whispered in your ear. “I give you what you want and fuck you senseless until you can’t walk in the morning, and you come back to the company and work very hard to convince your very rich daddy to invest and in the meantime, you let me have my way with that sweet little pussy of yours, whenever I feel like it.” He slid a third finger in, stretching your walls and you started feeling that blissful sensation starting to build up inside you. You weren’t thinking straight, you were so vulnerable, so taken by the feeling and submissive to him, that when you nodded your head and said the two little words he wanted to hear, you had no idea what you had agreed on. “Yes, Sir.” You said and he pulled out of you. Turning you around, smashing his lips against yours, his tongue slipping on your lips as you allowed him to invade your mouth. He tasted too good, too intoxicating. The sweet, sweet mixture of the Bourbon and his own taste was like a drug, you just wanted more and more. He wrapped his fingers around your hair, pulling you closer as he pulled your thigh up and pressed you against the cement handrail, you could feel his erection against your wet center. “A deal is a deal, princess.” He said, pulling away from your mouth and crouching down on his knees. You shot your head in his direction, unaware of what he was doing. And when you felt his tongue against your core, you held on to the rail to sustain your body from giving in and throwing your head back. “Fuck, you taste so good... Just a little taste before I fuck the pretty little pussy.” He said against your drenched intimacy. He played with his tongue against your clit, sucking harshly and pulling to let it go with a pop. You felt the build growing every second inside you, and you feared you wouldn’t be able to hold on that much longer. Jungkook felt as your walls started to contract tighter and pulled away for the second time, as he stood up and undid his belt. He glued his lips to yours, his mouth wet from your arousal. You tasted his intoxicating flavor, mixed with your own and you couldn’t hold the moan you let out. He finally unzipped his pants and pulled his erection out of his boxers. You glanced at his length and felt your core tighten even more as your mouth watered, eager for him to invade you. He pulled your head by your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. They were barely open, but you could see the absolute look of fire in his eyes. He was in flames, desire consuming him, just as eager to feel you as you were to feel him. He played with the tip of his cock on your entrance, sliding it up to massage your clit. You were panting beneath him, unaware you were able to feel the way you were feeling. So good, so fucking good. “Ok, baby girl, time to get your money’s worth.” He said as he slid inside you slowly, shutting his eyes hard and opening his mouth in a slight “o” while he let out a groan. You absorbed the way he filled you up, the most satisfying look on his face, making everything feel more and more intense. You let out a high pitched moan, latching your hands on his shoulders and digging your nails into the fabric of his suit. “Fuck, your still so tight... And goddamn Y/N, you feel so fucking good.” You threw your head back again, letting it rest on the cement of the rail from the stairs you had run down and up so many times in your life. Who would imagine you would be getting fucked by the man you hated most in the world, and worse, that it would feel so fucking good. “Ok sweetheart, I’m gonna move, you gotta stay nice and quiet.” He said with a husky, filled with pleasure voice, as he slid out of you only to pound back in with full force and no warning. You couldn’t hold the loud moan that escaped your lips. He attacked your mouth again with his, biting on your lower lip harshly and then letting go. “What did I say, huh? Shut that sexy little mouth.” He started thrusting again and again inside you. Your walls adjusting to his length. “Fuck, Jungkook, fuck.” You tried to control your moans against his mouth. And he sucked on your lower lip. The sound of both your bodies meeting at the center making you feel more and dizzier. “That’s it, baby girl, take my cock, take it like the dirty slut you are.” His voice was ragged, shaky, his breath hitched at every pound he gave into you. His eyes furrowed, taking in all your pleasurable curses and faces. He slid his hand down and pulled your other thigh up in an impulse, sustaining your body against the cement and his own. Your body bounced atop him, his cock hitting you in that sweet spot over and over again. You couldn’t even kiss him anymore. You could only try to breathe and control the volume of your constant curses and moans as you felt the build up reach the highest peak it had ever reached. Your walls started to contract around him, the pain of his hips hitting against your body, making sure you’d wake up the next morning with bruises were so pleasurable you didn’t even care. “Are you gonna cum, baby girl?” He asked as he noticed you get tighter around him. “Y-yes, Sir.” You moaned out, holding onto his shoulders and diggings your nails deeper into his covered skin. “Oh, shit... J-Jungkook, I’m gonna... I can’t hold it.” You cried out, trying to hold your orgasm. “Don’t fucking hold it, cum on my cock, now.” He demanded, pounding into you with no mercy. And you let yourself cum, moaning loudly in the garden of your parent's mansion, while there were probably two hundred people inside. Your walls clenched over and over around him, with so much force, it felt as if you were sucking him in each time. Your eyes screwed shut and your mouth opened letting out a series of high pitched moans of pure blissful pleasure. You let the feeling take total control of you, your body shaking a little as it hit its peak. Jungkook slowed down his movements, to absorb your orgasm, his cock twitching inside you out of arousal. He fucked you slowly out of your high, your nails loosen around him now. “So fucking beautiful. Who would have known?” His husky voice invaded yet again your ears. “Still so fucking tight.” And you started moving your hips, rolling them up and down, he held his grip tighter around your legs, holding you up against the cement. “Your such a fucking slut, look how you move on my cock, fuck!” He cursed, as he felt his own orgasm approach him. “Shit, baby girl, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna have to pull out.” He whined as your movements started to sync and get faster. “No, please... Cum inside me, fill me up, please Sir.” You begged and he opened his eyes to look at you, lust and darkness filling them. “Such a fucking tease”. He said as he started accelerating his pace, looking deep into your eyes. His movements started getting sloppier and he bit his lower lip letting it go and wetting his upper lip with his tongue in a sexy way. “You want me to fill you up, huh? I’ll give it to you baby.” And his voice got weak, his eyebrows met in the middle as he squeezed your thighs harshly and came inside you with a sexy moan. You felt your arousal get bigger while hearing him cum inside you. And the sensation of his cum filling your insides, made you bite your lower lip. He stopped moving slowly, getting down from his high. And opened his eyes to look at you. Both panting and sweaty, both smelling like a very good fuck and both completely satisfied. He let you down slowly, one leg at a time, as you tried to hold your wight on shaky, weak, post orgasm legs. You bit your lower lip again, as you felt his cum start to ooze from inside you so you pressed your thighs together. Jungkook took notice and slide a hand up your inner thigh, taking his sliding cum and pushing it back inside you while he fixed your lingerie over your pussy. “Keep it inside for the rest of the party so you don’t forget our deal”. His voice was still weak, and it sounded so sexy. “I’m sure you're going to fulfill your part of the agreement, I’ll let you recover, but I have hands to shake. Too bad they can’t smell how good you are on my fingers.” And he smelled his fingers, looking you in the eyes. You were still so intoxicated, still so into the moment that you barely noticed as he closed his pants and stopped in front of you. “See you inside, baby girl.” He kissed you passionately, sucking on your lower lip slightly and letting it go. He went up the stairs, leaving you alone to endure what just had happened. It took you a good, solid ten minutes to recover fully. The feeling of his fluids inside you dripping down your thighs as you walked. You met the rich and snobby crowd still chatting off about the futile rich things as you walked over to the bar to grab a drink. You needed a drink. You needed to understand what had just happened. You took the shot of vodka and It didn’t even effect you. You had let your boss fuck you. You had let him fuck you senseless, so senseless that you still felt the motion of his hips pounding onto you. You had let him fuck you and it had been the best sex of your life, by far. But you hated him. You hated his guts. That little shit fired you. Right? You had fucked your ex-boss. Well, not anymore. You had made a deal. You took another drink in your hand and walked around the party, you needed to tell your parents you were leaving, you had to get out of there. You looked around for them, searching the crown with your eyes. What kind of deal had you made with him? You would go back to the company to assume his position, try to convince your father to invest and... And become his fuck toy? You swallowed harshly. The idea of him fucking you again and again so tempting that it made you feel aroused again. But, were you going back to being his subordinate, only to let him take all your credit and treat you like trash while trying to get your father to invest? But you had gotten a promotion. Out of interest, but still. It was a company you loved and a position you praised. You looked over the crowd yet again, seeing the tip of your father's white hair. You walked closer to him. Your drink was full and almost spilling. You could handle yourself, couldn’t you? As you stopped behind your father and a couple of men that accompanied him, your eyes met the devil's gaze across from you. The same eyes that were looking deep into your soul a couple of minutes ago. The same eyes that saw you come undone. He smirked as he met your eyes, his fingers coming to meet his nose again and he inhaled and lifted his cup, in a toast just meant for you. Only you knew what that meant, only you had an idea of how his fingers smelled of you, and what his look meant. And as you held your breath and stared deep back into Jungkook’s eyes. You asked yourself. “What the hell have I gotten into?”

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thoughtsofdarc · 7 years ago

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My Latest Mission... Part 14

Reader (Y/N), Steve, Bucky, Clint, Natasha. Warnings: Language. Being a Hydra asset. Anger. Angst. Violence. Words: 3440 ( got a little carried away... oops!)

A/N: This chapter kind of wrote it self, so thats why you guys already get another part... Enjoy ;) And to think, that this was just going to be a oneshot... a drabble... Theres at least 2 chapters more to come... but we are getting closer to and end now.

Part 1… - Part 2… - Part 3… - Part 4… - Part 5… - Part 6… - Part 7… - Part 8… - Part 9… - Part 10… - Part 11… - Part 12… - Part 13

I've been staring at the coffee pot for the last ten minutes, and for some reason it hasn't come any closer yet. I squint my eyes and try by sheer power of my mind to move the coffee from the counter, over to me and into my cup. Apparently being a super-soldier doesn't involve telekinesis.

I groan loudly as I flop down over the tabletop and rest my forehead on the cool marble, too tired to get up and walk the 4 steps to refill my cup.

A low chuckle comes from behind me when Steve, Clint and Bucky enters the kitchen and see me slumped down by the kitchen island.

"Rough night, kid?" Clint asks while he ruffles my hair as he passes me on his way to the golden drops. Steve and Bucky each take a seat on either side of me, and Bucky grabs my hand to give it a slight squeeze as he says "Hi Doll".

That little gesture, a slight squeeze of my hand, my shoulder, my arm or whatever, has become his way of giving me a hug. I accept that he isn't comfortable enough with huge hugs and lots of body contact yet, I kind of get it after all those years in HYDRA. So the little press on my hand now and then, means so much, and my heart skips a beat every time he does so.

I give him a tired smile and turn to Clint who is standing with the coffee pot, rummaging for a mug in the cabinet.

"Please!!" I hold out my cup towards him with pleading eyes, begging even "I really need some coffee".

"It was right there, why didn't you just grab some?" he points to the coffemachine.

"Too tired" is all I say.

That earns a laugh from all three men and Clint finally pours me some of that hot, life-sustaining brew that is the gift from god.

"Is the sergeant tough on you guys?" Steve asks with his mouth full of apple "I thought you said you didn't need the training?"

The shit eating grin on his face makes me want to punch his stupid perfect teeth, instead I choose to flip him the bird.

"Hey! Behave!" he says with mock insult. Bucky snorts at our little charade and Clint looks so proud, that I know how to use my middle finger.

The golden drops of coffee slowly wake me up enough, to comprehend the ability to form more than one word sentences.

"Yes, he is tough on us! He drags us around like animals... No wait, I actually think that animals have a better life than we do right now. I'm pretty sure, that half of the exercises he makes us do are just because he can!"

I swallow the last mouthful of coffee and hold out the cup to Clint again. He stares at me wide eyed and then look down into my cup, to make sure that it is actually empty. When he sees that I've practically inhaled the hot liquid, he gets a smirk playing on his lips as he grabs the pot and pours me another cup.

"Thank you!" I say as I raise the cup to my lips again.

"I don't know what it is whit this guy... It's like he pushes me even harder than the rest of them, but he claims he treats us all equally"

I've told Steve about my mixed feelings about the Bishop, and also what he said me the first day after training, right before Steve got there. He keeps insisting that Bishop is a good guy though, so I guess I just have to believe him, even though something inside me protests.

"He's just testing you Y/N. I told you they would do that... First off, his job is to get the best out in you and that only happens when you give yourself 110%. Secondly, you have the super serum in you, so you have a head start from the rest of them, which means he has to work you harder to get out the results. And also...."

He trails off as if he doesn't want to repeat the third reason again, with an audience.

I'm not going to hide the reason though, so I continue for him.

"Yeah yeah... They are still afraid of me, and insecure about whom I truly am, so they need to see what I can actually do... just in case they have to put me down like a sick dog!" I growl the last part sulking.

Bucky and Clint both raises their eyebrows and look at Steve with questioning looks. "Is that true?!" Clint asks?

Steve looks uncomfortable under their gazes, but doesn't seem to falter with his words when he answers.

"Yes. Unfortunately the big guys at the top aren't quite satisfied with the testing, Bruce and Tony did on Y/N when she first came here. So they only agreed to let her train for missions, if at the same time, there was testing and reporting of her abilities and strength. Apparently, the words of two of the brightest minds in this country, and all the good information Y/N brought us, hasn't been enough to convince them all".

He sighs and I look at Clint with a raised eyebrow and a frown as if I was saying "See my struggles?"

He shakes his head in disbelief, and it actually makes me happy. If Clint gets annoyed on my behalf, that must mean he is truly on my side.

Even Bucky makes an unsatisfied grunt, mumbling something about "never truly escaping that damn HYDRA prison".

As I finish the last mouthful of coffee and stand up to go to the gym again, Clint looks at me with a big smile "If you don't like that Bishop guy, I have some good news for you today!" I feel more than see Steve shake his head by my side, and Clint clearly notices but he keeps talking "Today you'll have a new teacher in hand to hand combat. How about that?"

There's something about the look on his face, that makes me question the joy he is trying to make me feel.

"What's the catch?" I ask with narrowed eyes and Steve pipes in with a warning "Clint! She's not supposed to know anything in advance..."

The archer just smirks and adds "Oh come on Captain... What's the harm?

The catchs is, Y/N, that the agent who is going to be your trainer the next couple of days is Nat. And if you think Bishop is tough, then oh man, you are in for a surprise".

He cracks up and the lines by his eyes that I normally find charming, gets deeper as he shut his eyes tight and scrunches his nose from laughing.

Today I hate them, I hate his laughter and I tell him with a defeated sigh "I hate you" because I know he is right... Natasha is going to put us through hell!

"Here, catch!" Aiden throws a full water bottle towards my spot on the floor, I raise my arm to catch it without moving an inch from my sprawled out position.

He chuckles and shakes his head in disbelief "Your reflexes never cease to amaze me... It's amazing how fast you are without even trying!" He dumps down next to me on the floor, taking the opportunity we have to rest, as we wait for Natasha to call us to action again.

The rest of the team is on the other side of the room and so it has been since day one. Aiden and I have our own little team of two and the rest of them a team of 12. 6 people has dropped out by now, giving up because of the brutal pace and the extreme demands, it takes to get through this.

"They shot me up with cat DNA at HYDRA... " I tell him blankly and he looks at me with wide eyes and raised eyebrows, his mouth open.

"Really?!"

I roll my eyes as I laugh at his stupid expression and sit up "No you Dork! And close your mouth, you are going to catch flies like that"

It takes a second for him to understand, but when he does, he laughs and hit my arm.

"Thank you for making me sound like an idiot" he says, amusement in his eyes.

I send him a wink "My pleasure"

It's really nice to have someone to laugh and joke around with outside of the Tower. It makes me feel human again. I mean, I love hanging out with Steve, Bucky and Clint... But with Aiden, it's different. He's my first friend after HYDRA that isn't affected by Steve's friendship to me.

"Well, well, well... If it isn't the HYDRA whore and her pet!" Jones walks towards us with a couple of the other cadets by his side.

"Have you done her yet Kingsley? Is she nice and tight like you hoped, or have all the HYDRA men made her loose and sloppy?"

I can see every muscle in Aiden's body starts to tense up and he starts to rise, but I put a hand on his shoulder and whispers under my breath "Don't... He's not worth it".

He stays seated by my side, but he doesn't relax at all. I look up at Jones, look him straight in the eyes and tell him with a sickly sweet voice "Jealousy doesn't suit you Jones... And don't be mad at Kingsley for being more of a man than you will ever be".

Aiden laughs beside me. I give Jones my biggest smile I can muster and I can see the anger flare in his eyes, but before anything else happens, Nat calls us all to her for the next test.

"Alright everyone!" Nat calls out "This next assignment is a test of your strength and your endurance. You can choose to fight with your bare hands, Kali sticks or a staff, it's your own decision"

She walks back and forth in front of us as she talks. "You will all fight at the same time, you are all opponents and you will fight for your survival in this test. That means you take out your team mates one by one, until you are taken out yourself or you are the last one standing... Is that understood?"

We all agreed and went over to pick out our preferred weapon. To nobody's surprise, no one chose to go to combat without a weapon.

"To take out an opponent, you have to have them on the mat, pinned down for at least 10 seconds or till they tap out themselves! Are you all ready?"

Everybody was on the large mat that showed us where the fighting area was. Outside of the mat were Nat, Bishop and several Agents, some of them wearing sunglasses.

I don't understand the point of sunglasses indoors... Do they think it makes them look tougher? More mysterious?

"GO!" Nat call out, and everyone's attention shift from her to our teammates, and the fight is on.

Instinctly I look for Aiden, but instead I catch eye contact with Jones. The evil smirk plastered on his lips, should make a shiver run down my spine, but instead just stare at him, no emotions shown.

He mouth the wordds "You are going down" and to that I roll my eyes, and block a hit from a guy charging towards me with his Bo staff.

I block the blow coming from above by crossing my kali sticks and catch the staff in the 'x' my sticks make.

As he slides his staff backwards and upwards again, I use the opportunity to drop down on, and kick out my leg in a half circle, hitting him in the back of his knees, causing him to fall to the floor on his back. His staff falls out of his hands, and instead of concentrating on defending himself, his reaction is to try and grab the staff before it's out of his reach.

That gives me enough time to straddle him, pin down his legs with my own, pin one arm under my knee, grab the other with my hand to pin it above his head, and holding one of the sticks to his throat.

He tries to fight me off of him for a moment, but gives up quickly. "Tap out!" I whisper in his ear and he does.

I jump up and watch him roll off the mat with an angry scowl on his face, before I throw myself back into the next fight.

The weakest are quickly taken out or tapped out, and suddenly it's just Aiden, me, Jones and two other guys.

Somehow Aiden and I are back to back in the middle of the mattress, while the other 3 are circling us like predators around prey.

"Can you take him down?" Aiden breaths out from behind me.

"What?" I ask, as I block a punch to my torso from the guy in front of me, he steps back when I swing out one of the kali sticks, missing his head with only a few inches.

"Can you take out Jones? I'll sacrifice myself for you, if you can take him out" he whispers as low as he can but still make sure that I hear.

"I think so..."

The guy in front of me falters for a moment, taking a wrong step to the side and I take the chance and charge. A swift hit with my stick to his upper arm, causing it to go numb and for him to loosen his grip in the staff. With only one hand to handle the big wooden stick and a wrong hold on it, he can't control it and have to drop it to the floor. Before he can raise his hands to defend himself, I jump up high in the air and kick his chest, causing him to fly backwards with the air kicked out of his lungs.

Aiden has registered my fight behind him, and are doing his best to keep the other 2 out of my way.

I run to the guy, scrambling to get back up on his feat, but he can hardly breathe. Okay, maybe the kick to his chest was a little harder than I intended, but a fight is a fight... right? I put my foot on his chest and push him back down onto the mat. "Tap out!" I tell him loudly, and the look in his eyes is almost grateful as he hits the mat tree times and wheezes, "I tap out".

I turn around in time, to see that Aiden has the other guy pinned under him and in the distance I hear the crowd call "5-6-7-8".

The guy is almost out, which leaves Aiden, Jones and I left in the fight. A hope of victory flashes in my mind, though I will have to fight my friend too.

As the crowd scream "10!" Aiden rises from his position on the floor and the guy rolls of the mat.

I see Jones charge towards my friend, who is still on his knees, not all the way up to defend himself.

"Kingsley... Tense up!" I call out, as I start to run towards them. He hears me and in an instant, he drops to all four, tightens his muscles and I pray that it is enough. In five long strides I'm behind him. I put my foot on his back and jump, using him as a stepping stool and jumps high in the air and towards Jones.

I swing my sticks at him, but unfortunately he had foreseen my plan, and he blocks the blow with his own Bo staff. He catches me mid air, and throws me over his shoulder, making it impossible for me to land properly.

All air is knocked out of me when I land harshly on my back, both kali sticks long gone from my hands.

Jones turns around, ready for his final attack but Aiden has gotten to his feet, and attacks Jones from the back.

He turns around and hit the end of his staff to the side of Aiden's head, causing his neck to snap backwards, and a non human noise escapes him, when he falls to the floor.

"TAP OUT!" Jones screams with his staff raised over Aiden's head, but nothing happens as he is not only tapped out, he is knocked out.

"Jones!" I call out, as I charge against him, angry at him for not taking precaution enough to not hurt anyone.

He turns around, but not in time to do anything. I hit him in the stomach with my stick, which makes him bend over, one hand on the knee, the other holding his staff.

I kick the staff out of his hands, and throw my own 2 kali sticks to the side.

"Come on!" I scream at him, and he stands up.

His first hit lands on my jaw, the second one I barely block. He steps back a few steps and look me over.

"Can you handle it Y/N? You want more, huh?? I thought you where the tough one, but you look like you want to go home and hide under your blanket, while you cry... Come on you fucking slut! Bring it... show me what you got!"

The entire room grows silent by his words, and I notice that several of the agents ready themselves to step in.

I smile sarcastically as I tell him "You talk too much!" and silently add "I can do this all day".

When he launches himself at me, I drop to the floor and kick his feet away under him, causing him to fall on his back.

I sit behind his head, quickly grab his left arm with both of my hands and pull it upward over my raised left leg, as I pin his right arm under my right leg, by wedging my foot under his back and pulling my leg upwards.

Jones screams and wiggles the best that he can, but my grip is too tight, and my legs are angled so he can't reach them to bite me.

The crowd starts to count and the closer to ten they come, the angrier Jones get.

"8-9-10... OUT!" Natasha calls and claps her hands.

"Alright, you can get up now... good work" I feel Jones relax under me and I let him go.

He sit's and stare at me with an angry growl, but I don't care, I just get up and walk towards Natasha.

As I'm only a few meters from her and an agent with sunglasses, I catch the reflection of movement in the dark shades.

At the same time I hear someone shout "Look out!" and Natasha roars "Jones don't!", and the agent on her right push her aside and step up onto the mat.

But before he can do anything, I take a step to the side and feel the wind from the Bo staff flying by my head with mere inches to spare. When it hits the floor it shatters in two, and my eyes widen by the thought of what that blow would have done to my head.

Jones swing the remaining of the staff sideways towards me with an angry roar, but I catch it, and use the force of the swing, to get behind him and yank the staff up under his chin.

I throw myself down to the ground onto my back, and use my legs to lock him down as I block his airways.

Soon I feel him go limp on top of me, and I release the grip on the staff and shove him off of me.

I crawl to my knees, trying to stand up, but the adrenaline in me makes my knee wobble, so I choose to sit down and watch as 3 agents swarm around Jones, to check his pulse.

"He's alive" I huff out, trying to catch my breath "He's just passed out... I didn't hurt him".

One of the agents nod to Natasha and Bishop before they pick him up and carries him out the door. My I guess is, to the medical ward...

"Well... I think we have a winner!" Bishop announces and the rest of the people in the room starts to clap.

I can't help but to notice the smirk on Natasha's lips, before I let myself fall back down to the mat in pure exhaustion...

Part 15...

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jeongincore · 7 years ago

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Shit i really liked and kinda didn’t like about Ragnarok

I recently saw ragnarok and became so rejuvenated that i brought my marvel blog back but i wanted to seriously talk about like things that i liked and really didn’t just to get shit out there.

Things i really liked (like so much that i am obsessed)

-Thor’s new hair cut/outfit, i think its actually super suitable. Gives that sort of cool ass warrior refugee look. Plus, Chris Hemsworth is beautiful.

-The humor, oh god it was hilarious, i’ve never laughed so genuinely and so much in my life and it made the movie so charming and relatable. It was also such a departure from The Dark World and the first Thor, which dealt with so much emotional baggage for not only just Thor, but for Loki, who basically suffered throughout both movies.

-Hulk being an actual toddler/Bruce Banner being so fucked up and anxious because WHEN DID HE GET ON AN ALIEN PLANET.

-”You’ve been on other planets before i assume” “Yeah, one!” “well now it’s two”

-Valkyrie. Her entire everything gave me so much to love and adore. Tessa Thompson has stole my heart yet again.

-TAIKA WAITITI AS KORG WAS ACTUALLY SO FUNNY

-The little tiny glimpses of Loki and Thor’s childhood, aka the snake story, get help. It really showed how much time Loki and Thor had spent together, which i assume is a lot because age in Asgardian years work differently probably? Like imagine that, Loki and Thor spending time together and being inseparable for 100 years. It showed that they were always close despite loki feeling different or alienated, which explains why its so hard for Loki to just leave thor for dead.

-”You’ll always be the god of mischief, but you can be so much more” See that shit destroyed me. Thor acknowledges that Loki is not like him. He’s a trickster, manipulative, and selfish. But he also acknowledges that Loki is so much more than his tricks and lies, which shows so much character growth in Thor, who sees loki as more than just an asgardian prince that was raised the exact same way opposite of Thor, but as his own fucking person.

-Thor actually not being stupid and falling for Loki’s tricks, aka his magic projections of himself/his petty, stupid betrayals. Tom mentioned that Thor was evolving and that Loki was finally starting to realize that he’s the only one not growing. Scenes like the betrayal scene and the snake scene, although meant to be hilarious, point out that Thor isn’t that idiot that just was too trusting of his brother, he sees through Loki’s tricks, he’s seen them for years, and it really shows that Loki’s getting predictable with his fake deaths and betrayals, which might hint at him changing?

-IT FIXED THE INCONSISTENCIES. The main reason i didn’t like Dark world, though i did see it as amazing for its ability to mix the emotional darkness between Loki and Thor along with the humor throughout the movie, was because it pointed Loki out to be the type of cold blooded monster that would murder his own father. I mean I’m no Loki apologist, i love the kid but he’s killed, he’s manipulated, he’s hurt everyone around him, but i doubt he could ever kill Odin, no matter how much of a shitty father he is. Also low-key hated the whole “Loki if you betray me, ill kill you” Thor bullshit. We all know thor wouldn’t be able to do that, he still hopes Loki is his brother.

-AGAIN, THE SNAKE SCENE WAS SO FUNNY.

-”I thought the world of you Loki.” Ouch.

-Hulk and Val’s bromance.

-The entire Valkyrie v. Hela scene. It was so beautiful and ethereal i actually nutted.

-LOKI DIDN’T NEED TO COME BACK. HE DIDN’T NEED TO GO BACK TO THE SHIP WITH THOR. HE DIDN’T NEED TO GO BACK TO ASGARD. HE COULD HAVE NOT. BUT HE DID. BECAUSE SOMEWHERE IN THERE UNDER THE SELFISHNESS MAYBE HE CARES.

-Loki’s face when odin called him his son.

-Loki’s face when Hela told him to kneel.

-Loki refusing to let Thor go back to Asgard. “Are you serious? you can’t be thinking of going back there, that’s madness!” is that? Loki cARING?

-Loki’s character development.

-thor in a jean jacket and hoodie in new york.

-Thor spilling beer everywhere.

-Loki letting Thor take the orgy ship.

-Jeff Goldblum. Thats it.

-LOKIS FACE WITH THOR AND ODIN ON THE ROOF OF THE CASTLE I SCREmed AFTER ALL LOKI DID HE WAS STILL PUT THERE AS A PRINCE OF ASGARD BYE.

-”Hello father” “OH SHIT”

-The entire play. Loki’s rule as a benevolent god/king in which, before everyone feared him for a dictatorship militaristic form of ruling he could have, but in reality he just like ate grapes and watched plays.

-Thor wanting to be a Valkyrie. The crowned prince of asgard, wanting to be an elite team of woman warriors.

-VAL IS GAY AND IN TESSA THOMPSONS WORDS, HAD A GIRLFRIEND THAT SACRIFICED HERSELF TO SAVE HER.

-Val kicking Loki’s ass.

-THE RETURN OF THE DOUBLE BLADES OUT OF NOWHERE.

-Loki in a suit.

-HEIMDALL I LOVEJWIFHTGE.

-”I thought you didn’t want to talk about it” “heres the thing”

-”Hello!” “Hi” *blasts everyone in room with giant laser guns*

-”What are you? Thor, god of hammers?”

-IMMIGRANT SONG.

-”i swear i left him right here” “where? on the street? Or in that nursing home thats being torn down?”

“I’m not a witch” “Why do you dress like one then?”

-Loki rolling his eyes when thor is approached by fans.

-Loki calling stephen strange a shitty sorcerer and going at him with stabby hands.

-Confirmation of loki’s love of stabbing.

-Confirmation that Loki is a snake, and also Thor’s favorite snake.

-Loki reciting Thor’s prayer to odin with him mY SON.

-The avengers parallel. “He’s my brother!” “adopted.”

-”mbLERG ITS ME”

-”AGH LOKI!”

-’DIRECT ME TO WHO’S ASS I HAVE TO KICK”

-”Where? the devil’s anus?”

-Bruce fighting evil with fireworks. Good job sweetie.

-Bruce flopping like a fish on the bifrost.

-Thor and his sparkles.

-Lightning eyes.

-Odin finALLY DYING. THANK GOD.

-*Loki on a death trip* ‘this is a terrible idea”

-Loki somehow reciting a spell to bring surtur back. what a weirdo. how did he know that.

-LOKI COMING BACK.

-im here.

-Loki

-Brodinson.

-Thor and Bruce’s bromance.

-Jane not being there. I mean it makes sense she dumped him, he left her for two years chasing down infinity stones and constantly almost dying while she had no way of contacting him because Thor’s ass didn’t know how to use fucking email. Also i just really honestly never liked her character to begin with, i mean sure i love that Jane is a strong, smart woman but tbh i just wanted to Fast forward every time she was on screen.

-The cute death wolf.

-”THATS HOW IT FEELS!” “sorry i just really like the sport”

-THOR ACTUALLY BEING PORTRAYED AS LESS OF A JERK WITH CACTUSES SHOVED UP HIS RECTUM AND MORE LIKE THE SWEET, CHARMING, CHARISMATIC AND SLIGHTLY ARROGANT BUT MEANS WELL MAN HE IS.

-Val being there as a cool as member of the team rather than just the love interest of Thor. Protect her at all cost even though she probs doesn’t even need it.

-”I’VE BEEN FALLING FOR THIRTY MINUTES”

-Stan Lee’s cameo as the dude who cut Thor’s hair. Thank you for doing all of us a giant favor. Please do the same to Loki.

-loki beating someone up with his horn hat.

-Loki twirling his horn hat.

-Loki being such a self serving, extra asshole that he came from the fucking fog screaming “YOUR SAVIOR HAS ARRIVED”

-Bruce asking where tony was and then complaining about his tight crotch pants.

-LOKI’S COSTUME CHANGE GOD I HATED THE OLD ONES BLESS UP.

-Loki’s costume being mainly blue, black, and gold :-)))))))

-Loki being 100% done with everything that happens.

-Val knocking Loki out when he makes her relive her trauma why do people ship this you go honey that was a dick move

-Thor throwing various things at Loki to make sure he’s not a mirage.

-he’s a friend from work, something a kid from make a wish that met chris suggested, being in the film and all of the trailers. I hope that made that kid smile.

-”In return, i wish to be granted safe passage through the anus”

-LOKI FINALLY ACCEPTING THAT HE DIDN’T WANT THE THRONE WITHOUT A FAMILY. THAT HE’D RATHER WATCH HIS BROTHER TAKE IT AND STILL HAVE A BROTHER THAN HAVE A THRONE WITH NO ONE TO SHARE IT WITH.

-LOKI SHOWING UP ON SCREEN DURING THOR’S CORONATION.

-Loki being genuinely worried about and double checking if Thor really wants to bring him back to earth after what he did kill me honestly that would probably hurt less.

-Loki’s face when thor said that going their separate ways was what Loki always wanted bc in reality that is the opposite go back.

-Hela not being Loki’s daughter because 1) it proves that ya’ll should stop hoping that a comic soap opera about rich petty alien boys with daddy issues would be anything like classic norse mythology, and 2) when the fuck and how the fuck and why the fuck

-Loki suggesting that he and Thor both rule over Sakaar together lmao ouch.

-Loki just being really cute and quirky.

-Thor being so fucking amazed by Val all the time.

-”You’re late.”

-”I saw you coming” “course you did.”

-THE GUNS NAMED DES AND TROY I WANTED TO FUCKING DIE.

What i didn’t like much;

-Hela. I loved her character, but honestly here is where i think there might’ve been some failure despite how much i loved that movie. She seemed so out of place as a villain, and i feel like the whole related shit tried to mimic Guardians vol. 2, but honestly the fact that Thor didn’t care much about her made her feel so out of place. But i did like some parts, like how she was so disappointed about not being remembered or what her existence and disappointment did to how loki was raised.

-Dr. Strange? Ok that was weird. It makes sense and it was funny to see him but to be honest i wasn’t into it.

-tHE SCENE WITH VAL AND A GIRL BEING CUT. WHYWHYWHY

-tbh was not fond of frost master, don’t hate me.

-Loki possibly taking the tesseract????? And hinting that he might turn evil again??? don’t do this to me marvel.

-loki possibly being turned into the quirky sidekick of his brother. Loki is Thor’s equal, not his annoying little brother/wacky sidekick. I didn’t get that vibe often, but sometimes i did honestly.

-RIP thor’s hammer.

-ODIN BEING A PIECE OF SHIT YET AGAIN.

-Hela’s entrance. it was so quick and like out of place i was like what wait, Loki and thor didn’t even have time to prepare or even mourn.

-the comedy. It was its best and worst part of the movie. Sometimes it was tasteful. Other times it was too much. Thor and Loki didn’t even get to mourn for their dad who tbh was an asshole but still their dad before there was a annoying joke about kneeling. It took away from the story sometimes.

-the lack of hugging between thor and loki.

-The way they glossed over the warriors three’s death like they weren’t Thor’s closest friends and the only ones there for him when Odin tried to banish Thor to earth :-))))) I mean after all that shit he went through I’m pretty fucking sure it probably hasn’t caught up to him but ya bitch still pissed.

-The way, Thor, who basically admitted that Loki actually meant the world to him and was the only family he had left, didn’t ask where he was after asgard exploded? Like tbh i get it, he trusts Loki, his brothers capable and strong and most of all really fucking smart, but i’d still be like :-) the fuck is Loki. I think this is a directing error though rather than like the characters fucking up but i was freaking out, i mean asgard was literally pebbles and everyone was out BUT my son.

-No sif, i mean i get it Jaime Alexander was busy but like y'all could’ve explained smh.

-Loki not getting a hair cut. When will his emo phase end.

-Not getting that one flashback to 80′s asgard with mullets and emo loki.

Overall it was pretty fucking cool, one of the best movies of the trilogy. I fell in love with the marvel cinematic universe all over again. But it wasn’t perfect.

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survivor-mountmerapi · 4 years ago

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Ep. 9&10: “I’m just--------peeing quite frankly” - Madi

Steven

Was I entertained by this tribal and Julia playing her idol? Yes I very much was. Was I about to simultaneously puke and cry at the same time? Yes. Yes I was. Can this game have one single ounce of something that wont make me go into tears.

Anastasia

We are so dumb and stupid and dumb and stupid. I dont know why we would all vote for one person?? ESPEVIALLU if the person knows they are going and especially if that person is julia and shes already rlly good at lying. we were all blinded by our mutual force to get her out and we didnt think it out heck frick. sorry moth this is so unfair. moth was trying to get julia out the most bcs julia targetted moth last season. why julia has a thing against moth in this game? i dont know!! anyway we have to get that girl out next round and we will split vote pls it has to happen we cant give up she has to go

Madi

im just--------peeing quite frankly

go off julia, you did that, props to you

Raffy

Julia playing that idol is the best and most iconic play in this game thus far. The dramatics of the fight to ensure that all the votes landed on her? Keeping the people who she knew would get skittish and snake-ish so she has a higher chance of staying next round? Literally, this all works in her favor. To be honest, I don't even want Julia gone at this point. I want someone like Ginnifer or Rachel gone for future security. Sure Julia will eventually snake me, but keep your enemies close and all that.

Ginnifer admitted ON CALL that she almost voted for Steven WHEN STEVEN WAS THERE. She also wanted an alliance with Julia, Madi, Steven, and I in the same call! Then, DeNara gets on call and Ginnifer ADMITS to wanting to create an alliance without her. I'm just kind of shook. Why would I want to work with Ginnifer anyways if she's been targeting me since the swap? There's no reason to other than being chaotic. Then, Julia transitions to pitching with working with her! And Madi is calling her out! This after-tribal call is a mess. But, now the target is fully off of me. Mwahahaha. These people???

Ginny

Moth was idoled out yikes but I tried to make a new alliance but it failed

Steven

Im trying to figure out what Ginny's logic is. First you say that you wanna target all the winners cause we are the biggest threats in the game. Then you tell me TO MY FACE after a wild tribal that you almost voted for me to leave tonight. Even after all that you then turn around and try to align yourself with the winners that you were just targeting to spice it up???????? Im sorry but Im not following this.

Julia

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1AxVD3qWAkVmL_7fWiHERvNIg9VkKFS1W/view?usp=drivesdk

Raffy

According to DeNara, Elle wants to create an alliance with DeNara, Steven, and I. This could be a good back up alliance for the time being. Additionally, it gives us more numbers on our side if we ever need to turn on Gian and Madi. However, I don't want to do that anytime soon. They are great allies to have. Plus, they are able to think and are going after Julia. So, it should all work in my favor. I love being able to slip by each tribal with my target not being shot. I am thinking of throwing this challenge so Ginny can get the yeet though.

Madi

hi its madi and im being messy did I just text DeNara and ask her to be in a tighter alliance with me bc its gonna get to the point where the winners have to go? have I been reinforcing since the merge to anastasia that we are working together and that shes my partner in this game? did I just say “partner to partner” to anastasia that we should start an all girls alliance? did I also ask denara? me, denara, anastasia, rachel, and elle? rachel wont talk to me tho:( bc I “lied” so thats a speed bump denara also thinks she is the only one I told ab this and when I asked if we should tell anastasia she said that anastasia is a “blabber mouth” so “not yet”??????? am I fucking up my game? idkkk come back tomorrow thank the lords I have an idol if this blows up in my face???

DeNara

That awkward moment when you don't remember what your confessionals say anymore and you are repeating yourself a lot lol

Steven

https://youtu.be/2NGxkNjrGdk

DeNara

Soooo after Moth got voted out and Ginnifer decided to go a little crazy and try and make new alliances without us, Elle and I have decided to jump ship on the Lucky Charms alliance. She suggested talking to Steven and Raffy which was a great idea. I talked to them and they said they would be down with that so we are going to make a new alliance when Elle brings it up.

TEA. Steven and Raffy want to stick with our alliance of 5 with Madi and Gian because they trust them but Madi messaged me today saying she wanted to make a tighter alliance with me so we can eventually take out the winners. I am not sure if I should tell Steven and Raffy this or not yet, as it could end up worse for me if I do....

DeNara

You know, I should give myself more credit in this game. I have played the middle so well this season so far. I have an alliance with literally everyone in this game except Julia and Anastasia and Anastasia tells me things when I ask her lol I think I can do well in this game if I play my cards right.

DeNara

Oooooh so I made an alliance chat with Raffy, Steven and Elle. Sounds like we are gonna try and get Ginnifer out before Julia now. I did tell Julia I would try and spare her a round since she didn't vote me out o.O

Elle

✨A New Alliance Has Been Formed✨Me, DeNara, Steven, and Raffy ^_^ Which is great bc I trust DeNara, and I feel really good about Steven and Raf (I don't think?? they would betray us 😂but I am not sure of anything anymore lol ahhhh the post merge paranoia is real) I also feel really good about this challenge. I get to work on my layout designs for the magazine me and Madi are working on which is great! I don't know why I always worm in something I want to be practicing into these challenges lol, probs bc I'm prone to being like "I'll get right on that!" and then... not 😂 so the challenges are good excuses. I also would have Loved to make a tarot deck like the example ugh that seems so cool 😭

DeNara

So I told Raffy and Steven about Madi bringing up a potential tighter alliance and I regret it. I feel like that was something I should have kept to myself Stevenhttps://youtu.be/dWdKo0iuaV4

Raffy

DeNara created an alliance with Elle, Steven, and I. Steven and DeNara still don't want to tell Gian and Madi about it. Ok I guess. If they find out though, I am throwing DeNara under that bus so fast. Secondly, it seems Elle wants to target Ginnifer as well this round. I love ur impact. Now, we just need two more votes. One of them being Julia. The others possibly Gian and Madi if I can convince them. Rachel and Anatasia would probably still target Julia. I am trying to not obviously throw this challenge.

Gian

The way I ate Steven up on this lip sync. It was so fun to do! Im really happy we did this challenge :)

Elle

The judges are judging🎶 (to the tune of "The Lady's Improving" from The Prom) Anyway, I just want to preface that the first ad was supposed to be the only like, purposefully kinda bad layout in the magazine 😂 I was low on time and I regretted the color palette, it was way too saturated but Madi and I had agreed on it and I didn't want to be more annoying than I was already being about the magazine 😅. Also, I need to remember people read these afterward 😂 I'm incredibly bad at not just spewing whatever is in my mind sometimes, I feel like I might've overshared a couple of times but it happens! This probably counts as oversharing bc it's not about gameplay... yes okay back on topic I hope we win, if we don't I'll be okay I'll just be ticked at myself for staying up past 2AM but realistically if I didn't hyperfocus on that it'd be something else 🤷🏽‍♀️ atleast this was productive, I got to work on layouts a little (I mean technically I got quite a few layouts but so many are baddd 😭😭😭 like if a professor saw some of these they'd faint and then kick me out of graphic design lmao). But the point wasn't for it to be professional, so it's okay!!!!! I'm telling myself that so I don't go back and fix everything lol.

Raffy

The plan as of right now is to target both Ginnifer and Julia. Personally, I want Ginnifer out because she has been a very chaotic mess since the merge started. I would rather want that gone now rather than later when we no longer have the chance. I made the plan to split the vote 4-4 against Ginnifer and Julia. DeNara, Steven, Elle, and I (the secret alliance hidden from Gian's and Madi's view) will vote for Ginnifer. Gian and Madi know about this. They, along with Anastasia and Rachel, will vote for Julia. So, it should not matter who either of them vote for. However, it would be nice if they could vote each other. This plan does come with its risks though. I am willing to take those risks. And, if I get a bad smell, I will use my SWP to get out of the sticky situation.

DeNara

Well. Today is tribal day. I have been feeling worn down so much the past couple days and part of me just wants to be carried by others for a while. On the other hand, part of me feels like it might be time to make a big move soon because that is how you win. If Julia is still here after the vote tonight, then I feel like I just need to team up with her because clearly she needs to be blindsided. The lack of chatter has me worried.....like why is nobody talking??? Is it because they have all teamed up and are plotting against one of my alliances, or are they just tired and busy like me? I am not sure... I am suspicious that Julia hasn't really been talking. I know she said she had personal stuff going on but who knows if that is all of it, or just part of it. I am feeling the desire to flip on my alliance soon. Idk if I will because I feel tight with Steven and he plays loyal, but if I told him about Madi wanting to flip on the winners soon I may be able to do something... I kind of want to start actually lying to people, like... full blown lies... muahahaha! We shall see what happens if I am not blindsided tonight.

Raffy

DeNara is so paranoid. This is what she told me: "I am pretty nervous about Julia teaming up with some ppl and making a play tonight. Should we come up with some crazy lie just to scare her? I am not sure what we could say, but I am feeling nervous about her?" Like, do you want to become the target? Doing that is a surefire way of becoming one. Everyone is BUSY. They're DOING things. The situation only becomes dire later on in the day. There's no reason to be doing all this when there is still time to discuss tribal. I might just dip because I am not going to get punished for DeNara being paranoid. Like, if Julia wanted to target us, she would have already done so. DeNara is just... very taxing to work with because she thinks that everyone is against her. I feel like I needed to talk her down from making a move that would have certainly gotten her voted out.

Ginny

Ohhh girl I’m scared tonight I better not get blindsided because Lordy I got it when moth left and I wasn’t prepared whooo Jesus

DeNara

So I have been talking to Elle a bunch and someone told her about the split vote between Ginny and Julia. I am trying to play as though she is the one giving me this information, even though I helped plan it. I actually am feeling really close with Elle and hoping I can get far with her. I might make her my real number one with Steven. I like Steven a lot but I am worried he won't turn on Raffy when it is time. Raffy keeps getting a little frustrtaed with how hard I am trying to play this game (which is fair) so he may have to go after Julia and Ginny. I am getting concerned about these newbies though. We should take one of them out soon to even out the numbers. Also, I have been trying to get idol hunt information from as many people as I can and I remembered that Gian got an advantage during a game, so I am trying to get him to tell me what number it was since he didn't add it to our group chart

Anastasia

Me and Julia were paired together for the challenge. Since we're trying to get that girl out I didn't want to win. I was a little worried that somehow ours would win but we got second to last. Julia was sadly going through stuff in real life and struggled. It's good for me but I sympathize with her.. Anyway Julia is out of here tonight.

Julia

Ok so last tribal was so sexy the looks on everyone’s faces are now burned into my brain

Julia

I’m really hoping it’s Ginny tonight. I’m going to try to pull out some shit and hope and pray put nothings in my hands tonight

Rachel

i am so happy to be playing with such nice people. i really do be getting in my own head sometimes, but it is so nice to be reassured that i am playing a fun game and no one feels ill will towards me in anyway. i feel awesome to be supported by this group. i had a tragic event happen in my life this week, but plan to move forward and try to have the most fun while playing in his honor.

Julia

I’m at tribal right now and I feel like I’m going to puke. It’s definitely me. It’s been a ride friends. Julia out

Madi

So I got immunity, Julia went home. Sad but necessary. I really respect her as a player and would love to work with her sometime but just not this game. Also kinda annoyed that raffy called me out at tribal during the revote..... like yeah I came up with the revote but why call my name out for it???? like what is the deal with that. He is my next target tho so like hehehehe raffy its time to go. I am thinking we convince him ginny is going home and blindside him instead??? idk just thoughts

goodnight!

DeNara

So we just voted Julia out and I am actually sad about it. I am glad the threat is gone, but she was fun for sure. Now my alliance of 5 is standing strong, if I stay loyal...

Raffy

R.I.P. Julia, Queen of the Idol. The plan went off without a hitch which is pretty boring, but it means I have a lot of control in this game. I am excited for Touchy Subjects as it will be a very revealing challenge. If I had my choice, a newbie or Ginnifer would get voted out next.

Gian

My game is borderline UTR/Goat at this point and idk if that’s something I’d want to change lol. I’ve been feeling lazy >-<

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kilnkin · 8 years ago

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@nickatnightwalker

aud asks what nicks issue is, gets a very thorough and well cited answer

kilnkin that was really only one time whats your issue lol

nickatnightwalker you were obnoxious about wynn, then tried to fight me, and are generally unpleasant to be around i dont appreciate being blamed for other peoples dead love lives

kilnkin that was one time like months ago though?? like nice to know im still on ur radar but its weird that you keep bringing it up lmao

nickatnightwalker i dont see how thats weird it was annoying and youre still annoying thats all there is to it

kilnkin uh ok i guess

nickatnightwalker it didnt stop being annoying just because time passed and besides that it obviously showed youre the kinda person who's gonna get their ass in a twist at anyone who lands anyone youre even vaguely interested in and given my track record vs what i can see of yours im sure we'll be at that impasse again

kilnkin uhh

nickatnightwalker you asked just remember that you asked

kilnkin yeahh just uh. wasnt aware you had all this in the front of your mind every time you saw my url apparently

nickatnightwalker not true usually i dont think about it at all

kilnkin i mean work on your poker face then bc you seem to have a lot more feelings about this than me haha do you still like think about her or whatever cause shes gone so thats kinda weird

nickatnightwalker i mean actually i dont forget about people the moment theyre not in front of me because i have object permanence

kilnkin thats not what i meant but thanks for the hostility

nickatnightwalker np ifyoure asking if im hung up on her may i remind you she ditched me like 15 minutes in for damian

kilnkin i know thats why i dont get it

kilnkin like why you give so much of a shit about one stupid conversation lol

nickatnightwalker it was annoying youre like all the broni friendzonis who got pissed i talked to the girls they stalked

kilnkin lots of things are annoying? even my skins not that thin ummm ok so its a personal issue got it

nickatnightwalker no i agree lots of things are annoying i feel as strongly about you as i do that one chair in the back of the herbology level 1 class room that tilts from side to side

kilnkin thats what i mean why do you bring it up if you dont care

nickatnightwalker let he who does not bitch about annoying shit cast the first stone

kilnkin like youre just trying to embarrass me on the dash and wont let me have a fun conversation like would you pull this with some dude who chews his gum too loud what???

nickatnightwalker im not tryin to embarrass you on the dash im encouraging you to have your fun conversations elsewhere

kilnkin see thats so WEIRD what the fuck

nickatnightwalker i really dont see how it's weird that i dont particularly want to interact with you considering the only times we ever have it's been a pain in the ass and there's a real solid chance it'll continue to be

kilnkin if you keep shutting it down then yeah no duh

kilnkin i was making a joke with that fun hater thing people make jokes..just ignore it instead of being a buzzkill

nickatnightwalker and i should have known that was a joke because....youve always been so charming to meto me.

kilnkin ok this isnt going anywhere can you just

nickatnightwalker as opposed to me thinking that you just got a new hate on for me because idk maybe i talked to a girl you like in the dining hall

kilnkin stop that im not a possessive weirdo ok i didnt even like her that much and i dont like anyone else and i dont need you speculating on it leave me alone and try not to bring up what a weird pathetic person i am in public maybe if you can manage that?

nickatnightwalker yeah sure just dont get freaky at me for having decent social skills

kilnkin ohh is projecting your personal shit onto strangers considered decent social skills?? see this is the shit they dont teach you in the woods thanks (:

nickatnightwalker i could tell, seeing as you projected your failure to land a girl right onto me

nickatnightwalker tell you what hit me up when you can honestly in your heart of hearts tell me that if wynn were still here and i was still seeing her you wouldnt hate me for it look into your fedora'd, broni friendzoni'd soul and tell me you could act like a decent person to me if i was dating wynn then we can talk

kilnkin jesus hit me up when you stop being a freak

nickatnightwalker maybe i am a freak but at least i dont get possessive over people who arent mine

kilnkin oook. she flirted with plenty of people and i never said shit to them you know that right? i asked if you wanted to fight bc everyone was doing it why not and it was dumb but i dont care that much sorry to burst your bubble

kilnkin if she came back from i dunno, expulsion or soul searching or whatever the fuck shes doing and still wanted to go on the date she asked me for, ok if not eh? is that good enough for you to stop hounding me

nickatnightwalker you did try to drag me at the dance

kilnkin you were making an idiot out of yourself no way im the only one who said something and you were being a shit date so thats on you

nickatnightwalker i just felt myself physically care less how was i a shit date for letting her go dance with someone else you know what would be shitty

nickatnightwalker finding damian later and giving him crap about her because thats annoying, you see

kilnkin umm i didnt do that

kilnkin dont act like you dont give a shit if youre still hung up on this btw

nickatnightwalker oh my god i only give a shit when you get annoying it's possible to have feelings that arent at the forefront of your mind 24/7 because most of us have extra storage space up top for that kind of thing what you did do is start bitching at me for being a shitty date for letting her do what she wanted to do, which, dont kid yourself, didnt come from concern for her, it was just about you being jealous and weird not to mention you didnt go find damian and ride his dick about it later, which really adds a nice element of cowardice to the whole thing, only ragging on the short guy and not the 6f t fitness model

kilnkin ive gotten in his face for other shit lmao

nickatnightwalker eh thats fair

kilnkin listen do you want me to be a freak about her or not im getting mixed messages

nickatnightwalker no generally speaking id say no but as far as being a freak goes if you could at least be consistent then you could pretend it was some weird chivalry thing and not just you taking out your frustrations on the guy who COULDNT drain your blood

kilnkin ok seriously i have literally taken out my frustrations on him in the middle of the woods at night mere seconds after he sucked his fangs back into his gums you can ask

nickatnightwalker i have questions about almost every part of that sentence

kilnkin ask him then point is im not scared of him im not a coward and im not a jealous freak i was just being dumb one time months ago called mistakes ever heard of them

nickatnightwalker no for papa would beat us lest we become tolerant of our imperfections

kilnkin that joke is definitely funnier the second time congrats (:

nickatnightwalker you cant blame me for not pulling my heart and soul into this conversation it's just kind of tiring on all fronts

kilnkin i gave you so many outs dude dont pull that

nickatnightwalker yeah those outs would require me pretending i can now suddenly tolerate you

kilnkin or just leaving when i said something dismissive. im not that into this tbh a lot of people dont like me i guess i can deal

nickatnightwalker oh see yeah about that i dont like being dismissed like youre my pre-k teacher, it's kinda grating

kilnkin talking to me..is grating. leaving is. also grating. sucks to be you i guess i made my point i guess so im not gonna reply again you can have the last word if you want it, sorry ive so grievously offended you. bye

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Roleplay Server Log #166

Okay, this one is too important to mince words, if you read the fic this blog is based on- http://archiveofourown.org/works/4193259 Then this is a must read because it gives closure for TLOT and Steve on the seed they fled from, and you get to see Jeb get his for toying with them and their NOTCH also get what he deserves.

[Sam] Looks up eagerly from wiping the bar.

[alexine and Stevenson] -see the skeleton Enderman and steffan and they bot take out a shield and try to protect steffan not understanding he is in no danger-

[Enderbro] Notices them and waves his skinny arms exciedly -STEEEEVE Look! Other Steve!

[Steffan] Turns expecting Father Steve and makes a suprised face.

[Stevenson] there are mobs here are you ok?

[Steffan] Uh... yeah. You're new here aren't you? Bro here is my roommate. And Sam's the bartender.

[Enderbro] Reaches all the way over the bar with his long arms and gets a pair of already bunned hotdogs out before sticking them in the newcomers mouths like cigars - Wheee! Welcome!

[Steffan] Bro....

[Sam] Is making no noise but obviously laughing

[alexine] -drops her shield and is very confused and spits out the hotdog-

[Stevenson] -takes the hotdog out of his mouth- so I am assuming you have a mod to make mobs friendly.

[Enderbro] Awww.... You don't like it? We might have some ketchup...

[alexine] and a food mod

[Steffan] No. Bro is just... Bro. He's always like this. Just a big kid at heart.

[Stevenson] but mobs aren't friendly why is he.

[GK] Pokes his horned head in the door behind them. - Because Sam likes making drinks.

[alexine] -has the most confused face showing-

[Steffan] Shrugs- Bro doesn't care if you look at him either. He thinks the other Enders have zero chill.

[Enderbro] Makes a face. - Endrea's Endermen are way to serious! No fun at all

[Stevenson] why does this server react so weird without mods

[Gk] Because we're from all different seeds? - He pushes a bit more of his head and neck in before transforming into his human shape and pushing past them

[alexine] HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!

[Gk] Slaps Steffan a little too hard on the back. - Me and this asshole here. I was cursed to wear his shape instead of my normal form, a punishment dreamed up by my dick of a brother. But this guy - shakes Steffan a bit more- this guy broke my curse. After a thousand fucking years at least. So now I can be myself, but being human shaped is easier for drinking.

[Steffan] Sighs- Thanks Gk...

[Enderbro] OTHER OTHER STEVE SO MANY STEEEVES

[Stevenson] I am so confused

[Steffan] Leans on his elbow - you get used to it. Did Doc let you in or was it Deerheart?

[alexine] the brine.

[Gk] Does a fist bump with Sam and the skeleton serves him a drink with a cherry and a color gradient like a sunrise.

[Steffan] Human form or no?

[alexine] what do you mean by no human form I thought they only where the shape similar to a human

[Steffan] Oh you're in for a suprise then... not sure if I should spoil it....

[Gk] Toasts Sam- The resident Doctor is a bit off hir rocker when it comes to modifying things- Takes a long swig- Thank the gods for it really. But they built themselves a new body from raw bits and they flip to it when things get... hairy.

[Steffan] Or the more unruly brines misbehave...

[Gk] Shut up

[alexine] WHAT KIND OF CRAZY SERVER IS THIS!

[Steffan] Suprisingly, a really safe one. Doc has everyone hooked to respawn with the local difficulty set on easy. And if you do manage to fuck up and die you come back with all your stuff still intact in your inventory.

[Gk] Passed Enderbro a harmonica - Present for you.

[Steffan] Whhhhhhhyyyyyyy?

[Gk] Because I'm still the Griefer King.

[Enderbro] Happy random notes at an annoying pitch-

[Stevenson] me and alexine are the only two who had a respawn on our server

[Steffan] That's kinda selfish isn't it?

[Gk] sarcastic - Woo hardcore johnnies

[Stevenson] the server was to give real humans one chance to live in Minecraft for as long as they can survive but they depending on their world they had when they died they could be in a real hardcore world a peaceful they could even be in creative it was all up to what they had even mods where common place there.

[Steffan] Ah... well, we do have some, like, irl humans here too.

[GK] TLOT's little gay village is full of frigging human kids.

[Steffan] Do you guys want some food or drink? Sam can make pretty much anything.

[alexine] -freaks out slightly and pulls out a bow that looks like it is made of diamonds it's clearly a moded bow-

[Gk] Whoah lady... chill your nips. What's wrong now?

[Steffan] Woooow..... look at those diamonds...

[alexine] the server is crazy your crazy this whole place if crawling with brines and things that shouldn't work -she pulls back the bow and three arrows are on the string-

[Sam] Dives under the counter.

[Steffan] Jumps up on the table and blocks Enderbro who's still playing happily.

[Gk] Barely looks up from his drink. - I can still throw fire in this form. Don't make me burn my favorite bar roasting your ass...

[Stevenson] -rips the bow out of alexine's hands so steffan doesn't get hit-

[Gk] Takes a sip - Thats better. Now sit your asses down and take a few breaths.

[Steffan] Still looks wary.

[alexine] -screeches and tries to get her bow back but is it's being kept out of her grasp-

[Stevenson] all the oddity in this server have made alexine scared she is more likely to attack then she is but when she is scared was more likely to have been during a large battle with hostile mobs from mods-

[Gk] Oh for fuck sake... I can't do this touchy feely shit. - he types into the chat - Hey TLOT! Come to the fucking bar.

[TLOT] Tps to Gk's location and clips into him for a few seconds.

[Gk] Fucker...

[TLOT] What's wrong?

[Gk] Are you blind? She's hysterical. Slap her or something.

[alexine] -reaches into Stevenson's innovatory and pulls out a mod sword which is three times bigger then her-

[TLOT] Is disoriented for a moment but streches out a hand and buries Alexine in invisible Netherweights.

[Gk] That is a big fucking sword....

[alexine] -falls to the ground she is only freaking out more because she doesn't understand why she can't move-

[TLOT] Sees what's wrong. He starts whispering calming thoughts into her mind. - You're safe, relax. I won't hurt you.

[Stevenson] that's my prince sword -take the sword and puts in back in his innovatory-

[Gk] Prince huh? Ya aint compensating for something else are ya?

[alexine] -is still confused but is slowly calming down-

[TLOT] So what did I miss? I saw some new people come in but I had... my hands full...

[Gk] Full? Yeah, each hand full of one of Steve's asscheeks...

[Stevenson] no it's from a mod you get it after beating the king dragon it help tame the prince dragon

[Gk] You killed a dragon....- Lets out a little growl.

[Stevenson] they are a destructive mob from the crazy craft mod you have to summon then to even fight them and the prince dragon is worth getting if you do try and get them but If you summon then let them run free they will destroy everything to bedrock

[TLOT] Puts his free hand on Gk's shoulder- You know it's a common thing for players to do.

[GK] Makes a sour face. - Still... How would you like being brought into existence just to be destroyed?

[Stevenson] I mainly did it because I wanted the prince dragon to take care of unfortunately I lost them when the server started to fall apart.

[Gk] bitterly- Probably just left em behind to die.... fuck...

[Steffan] Whispers - We have baby dragon's here. Don't lay a finger on them if you value your skins.

[alexine] -finally back to her senses- no he nearly got himself killed trying to save them I ended up pulling away from dieing.

[TLOT] Can I let go now? My hand is cramping.

[Stevenson] yep

[TLOT] releases the weight with an airy wave. He gives them a saucy wink simply because he's pleased with himself.

[alexine] -gets up and walks over to sit on the floor by the pool table-

[TLOT] watches her walk by him curiously. - Nice outfit. I'm Herobrine the Lord of Tears. Or TLOT around here. So what do I call you guys?

[alexine] I am alexine and that's Stevenson.

[TLOT] Charmed.

[Gk] Grumbles-

[Stevenson] -to gk- you act like I didn't care for the prince dragon when in reality I spoiled them an made sure no harm ever came to them unlike the players who would use the prince dragon for a weapon.

[Gk] Even a spoiled pet is still a pet.

[TLOT] Sighs- You know they're not all as intelligent as you are Gk.

[Gk] bitterly - Everyone seems stupid when you can't speak their language.

[Stevenson] I treated them more like my child because the prince dragon is a toddler I wanted to raise them like a father prince dragons are smart by mod but only to some point they are one hundred percent smarter then the king and queen dragon

[Gk] But it's gone now anyway huh? fuck it... Hardly anybody here has a home they could go back too. Brines can't go home again...

[TLOT] Don't be so sour Gk.

[Gk] Bite me.

[alexine] he is going to complain how he failed as a father to the prince dragon and couldn't protect them for a very long time most likely for years

[TLOT] Don't have any experience parenting myself, just babysitting for friends; but I've seen how attached people can get.

[Stevenson] things from crazy craft where hard to get and a prince dragon was harder people who had that mod didn't live very long because of dangerous of a mod it was

[TLOT] Oh trust me, I've been in some precarious situations. This seed is practically a retirement village for me. I finally have a safe place to lay my head, and I don't have to worry about my Steve or Alexsezia, or my villagers being threatened or killed.

[Stevenson] it was more like as soon as they died that part of the world would be replaced with normal Minecraft because as people spawned what they explored from their server they still had when they died got put down and when they died in the server it stopped being their world

[Steffan] That sounds really chaotic.

[Enderbro] Leans over the booth backwards to look at Alexine - Hello pretty lady.

[alexine] - is refusing to look at enderbro-

[Enderbro] Waves and wiggles his arms- Laaaady

[stevenson] it could be there where a lot of different mods that could make it more more or less chaotic but there also was times where people just had worlds without mods

[alexine] yes?

[Steffan] I've been in the multiverse. I prefer private servers.

[Enderbro] Hi.

[alexine] hello.

[Enderbro] Pulls out some small flowers and holds them out to her. The air is suddenly full of heady scents.

[Stevenson] the part me and alexine lived in was originally modless till we started to take parts from mods and it became a mix of mods

[alexine] uh... thanks -takes the flowers-

[TLOT] ah, we've done a lot of adding things, but it's mostly been bringing bits in from other games.

[Stevenson] but not mods.

[TLOT] No, we've visited modded or reskined seeds and filched a few blocks and items, but never altered this one. Doc doesn't even like to update the snapshot. They're afraid of destabilizing or glitching the server.

[alexine] -puts the flowers away to stop the smell- that sounds dangerous

[TLOT] The visiting or the updating?

[alexine] the possibility for the server destabilizing

[TLOT] You can get chunk errors when you update, it's really obnoxious to come home and find part of your house has reverted to natural seed conditions. One time it snowed us all in for a day or two.

[alexine] yep sounds dangerous

[TLOT] It's okay, it's rare, and we have two aces in the hole if things go wrong. One is a spirit of magick and the other is the embodiment of the server itself.

[Stevenson] so the server is safe because of these things

[TLOT] chuckles - The server is safe because Doc is paranoid. The server is well maintained because they have excellent help doing so. Besides, some brines like to scrap and we don't want them accidently glitching things.

[Stevenson] -notices he is low on hunger- actually I think I will take you up on that offer of food

[Sam] Sidles up with a big smile.

[TLOT] Ask them for something, Sam is a great cook.

[Stevenson] I don't know what I want.

[Sam] Taps hir chin for a moment with one bony finger and slips back into the kitchen.

[TLOT] Just give em a minute.

[Gk] Is peeking around the corner to spy on Sam and gets hit in the face with a dishcloth- HEY!

[Stevenson] -give gk an odd look-

[Sam] Comes out with a tray the size of a block containing a huge ring sandwich that's a medly of colorful veggies and meat slices. They pull a big pitcher of tea and some glasses out of their inventory to go with it, as well as a bowl of thick yellow paste.

[TLOT] Sniffs the bowl -So you did like my suggestion.

[Sam] Pffft.

[Stevenson] that looks good.

[Steffan] Looks like plenty for everybody. Nice work Sam.

[TLOT] Gets a chunk of sandwich and some tea for Alexine since she's sitting on the floor- here you go, sorry for squishing you earlier

[Gk] spins his stool just long enough to grab a piece as well.

[alexine] thank you and it's ok -takes the food from tlot and starts eating-

[TLOT] Coyly puts some of the paste on his sandwich and makes happy noises as he eats.

[Stevenson] -takes a chunk and some tea and starts eating- this is very good

[TLOT] Types in the chat - Steve? Are you still watching Yaunfen?

[Steve] Chat back- No, Doc retrived them.

[TLOT] Gonna tp you, you're missing good food

[Steve] Appears next to TLOT with a slight buzz of clipping. And a sandwich is put in his hand as he reorients himself. - Thank you love.

[alexine] how many steves are there?

[Steve] People come and go, but the regulars are me, Steffan here and little Stevie.

[Stevenson] stevie?

[TLOT] He's the little brother of our creepypasta Herobrine.

[Stevenson] it sounds like they are a lot of brines here. -finishes his piece and goes for another-

[Deer] Is keeping her distance and making sure the bar doesn't explode-

[TLOT] And dragons, and children, and little colony of peaceful NOTCHs.

[alexine] I hope the children are safe

[TLOT] Oh yes, the Testificates take very good care of them. Poor things.

-There's a bit of fumbling with the doorknob before Stevie manages to push it open-

[Enderbro] TEENY STEVE.

[Stevenson] -jumps a little before looking at stevie-

[TLOT] Stevie? Please tell me you aren't hiding from Notch, you know what happened last time.

[Stevie] - Uh-uh, I'm wanna surprise father!

[TLOT] Well that's sweet.

[Steve] Hey Stevie! Meet our newest Steve. - Gestures. -And a new Alex too!

[Stevie] - Hi! I'm Stevie!

[TLOT] Perfect cinnamon roll....

[Stevenson] hello i'm Stevenson it's a pleasure to meet you stevie.

[Stevie] - I'm getting food for father

[alexine] i'm alexine nice to meet you.

[Sam] Leans over with a grin to see what Stevie wants.

[Stevie] - Um, uh, I want... Um...- He did not think this through

[Sam] pokes him lightly on the nose spot and flounces away.

[TLOT] Random is always suprising....

[Sam] Brings back a huge bowl of spagetti and pushes it at Stevie so it vanishes into his inventory.

[TLOT] Pasta... Sam... - trying not to laugh-

[Steve] Sits down next to Alexine - Cute kid huh?

[alexine] yea he is

[Stevie] - Thank you! I'm gonna go give it to father! And miss Lie! Because she's talking with him right now

[TLOT] Okay, you be careful Stevie. Go straight home.

[Stevie] - I will... What's a birthday?

[Steffan] The anniversary of the day you were spawned.

[Stevie] - Oh, okay because they're talking about going someplace for one... Bye!- He heads out the door

[TLOT] Maybe it's Markus's birthday?

[Doc] Arrives at Lies house and knocks lightly on her door

[Lie] Is a bit surprised and goes over to open the door- Oh! Doc! Hello, what brings you by?

[Doc] Something scientific actually... I need a horse, maybe more then one

[Lie] - Why?

[Doc] Splender's dragon hatched...

[Lie] - Awww! He had the rainbow egg, right?

[Doc] yessssss, it is cute. There's just one problem, it's deadly venomous and bitey as hell. I need to learn how to make antivenom with a quickness

[Lie] - Do you want me to try and make a flower?

[Doc] I guess? I think it will need to be quick acting though, this is way beyond lethal. Maybe something with fruit that can be squeezed out on a bite or drunk?

[Notch] is thinking quietly and pipes up, - uh Doc, do you have the seed number for where TLOT and Steve came from?

[Doc] Sure, but it would be dangerous as hell to go there

[Lie] Has been thinking herself- Turning venom into anti venom would be the difficult part...

[Doc] well... It's a digital dragon so presumably the venom works like a virus. It gets past the firewall of your player skin and starts making fatal system errors. But that means it's actually a series of commands, so - hir voice is increasing in speed - if I can map out the command list like a DNA strand I can reverse it and have you make the resulting code into something that can be planted and ingested!

[Lie] - Oh! Okay, and how are you planning on doing that?

[Doc] is rather excited now- same way I do everything Pinky! I need a command block, the analysis might take a few hours at least but it should work. Mind if I just set it up here?

[Lie] - Oh, uh, sure... Go right ahead...

[Stevie] Runs in- Father! Father!

[Doc] thanks! - Drops a command block and starts fiddling with it- [Notch] Hey Stevie, why so excited?

[Stevie] - I... I went aaaaaall the way to the bar by myself! And, and, I got us food!

[CP] Sneaks in via the window arches on the bridge having followed Stevie to make sure no mobs still left about got to him-

[Notch] How did you do that?! I thought Cp was watching you.

[Stevie] - I snuck away!

[CP] Comes into the room shaking his head a little-

[Notch] I swear I can feel some of this black hair going gray...

[Doc] Really?! Where?

[Notch] it's just an expression...

[CP] Suddenly snatches Stevie up who shrieks in laughter- There you are!

[Notch] I'm finding it very hard to believe Stevie could sneak away from you Cp.

[CP] Scowls at Notch-

[Lie] Giggles a little before mentally speaking to Notch- I can guarantee he didn't, CP didn't have that bit of blood on his pants earlier. He was following his brother, making sure he stayed safe

[Notch] Tries to acknowledge Lie without letting on too much

[Doc] Getting rusty huh?

[CP] Flips Doc off-

[Doc] So why do you want the server number? I supect that seed may be attached to Jeb's actual computer.

[Notch] Considering how obsessed he was with it that doesn't suprise me at all. He acts like his favorite fish jumped out of the tank.

[Stevie] Pulls out the spaghetti- Look what I got brother!

[CP] - I see...

[Notch] That looks tasty.

[Stevie] - I got it for us to eat

[Lie] - Doc, didn't TLOT bring a priestess of Jeb's or something like that?

[Doc] Oh yeah, that's Beanz. I think she didn't want to come so much as she was there when shit went down and it was 'take her with the others or leave her to die a thousand chunks from her home'.

[Lie] - I see... Notch, think it would be worth it to talk to her?

[Notch] I'm not sure I should talk to her at all. I promised to stay out of the villagers sight so they don't freak out, remember?

[Lie] - Oh, right...

[CP] - What are you two talking about anyways?

[Doc] I can do it. I know where she lives. Oh, the seed TLOT and Steve came from.

[Notch] We think it belongs to Jeb, like, it's on his personal PC.

[CP] - And this is important why?

[Notch] Because it's Jeb's birthday and we're discussing ways to let him know that the brine he helped didn't die. As a present of sorts. He's getting suspicious because he thinks I'm avoiding him. I can tell him whoever goes is a hacker friend of mine or something.

[Lie] - Who would go anyways? I mean, that's a decision that we have to think about really carefully...

{CP] - I'll go if I'm allowed to kill his avatar after delivering the news

[Doc] Well at least I would spawn in already in creative since that was my last mode there. I cut into the server codes shortly after arriving the first time. And his avatar wouldn't be there anyway. From what TLOT has told me he always speaks through the Testificate priests and preistesses of his temple, probably to maintain an air of mystery and keep them on their toes.

[CP] - Well then count me out

[Doc] We probably won't have much time before their NOTCH realizes we're there. You're free to fight him if you want.

[Lie] - But wouldn't the NOTCH there recognize you Doc? Wouldn't it make it harder for you to deliver the message?

[Doc] Yes, most likely, but if I'm transformed it might take longer to be noticed. And I'm not who I was when I was there. I wasn't even a brine back then.

[Lie] - I don't think that's a good idea, your other form would probably terrify everyone there and quickly draw attention... We need to send somebody who can defend themselves but at the same time not seem like a threat at all...

[Doc] But you won't have a fast travel method or access to the admin codes without me. Besides, I can change right before we hit the city.

[Lie] - I don't know... I don't like the idea of a group going... One person is far less noticeable...

[Doc] You need me Lie. And if we're attacked, which I think is likely, you'll be glad of my aid.

[Lie] - What!? I never said anything about going!

[Doc] Fine. - a bit sullen- I'll go alone then. I can travel underground without a rider anyway.

[CP] - Oh fuck no! She is not going there!

[Notch] You probably shouldn't go alone....

[CP] - Anyone who went anyways would need to hide their features...

[Doc] When you log on it shows up in the chat. What good is a disguise?

[CP] - To hide the eyes dumbass

[Doc] I can put on contacts, remember? Mine aren't that bright.

[Lie] - But who would be best to go with you?

[CP] - Not you

[Doc] Loud thoughts - Cp would be best, if not Lie...

[CP] - Nope, not happening, neither one of us....

[Lie] - Why me Doc?

[Doc] You have formidible powers Lie. Don't sell yourself short like that.

[Lie] - Ah, but if it comes down to a fight I'm not that good

[CP] Growls- She's not going...

[Doc] Spread hir arms helplessly. - I can't take TLOT, all hell will break loose instantly, even if I could convince him.

[Lie] Bites her lip- Fine, I'll go, but there's something I'd like you to make first Doc, let me go get something

[CP] - What!? No!

[Doc] Anything Lie. - Watches her with naked curiousity.

[Lie] Is gone for a few moments before returning with the cloak TLOT made for CP- Can you make me a copy of this but with a hood? It will help to hide my hair and eyes. Plus in a way I'll then have CP's protection with me...

[Notch] Awwwwww.

[CP] - Lie...

[Doc] I would love to, Lie. - clicks on it and starts pulling and shaping a hood onto the copy.

[CP] Pulls Lie aside- Don't do this... Please, you don't know what the aggressive NOTCH's are capable of...

[Doc] Then come with us.

[Lie] - I'll have Doc with me, I should be fine...

[CP] Growls- I'd rather she not go at all!

[Doc] You know I can move like greased lightning Cp, I'm not going to fight if I don't have to.

[CP] Grumbles and turns his attention completely on Lie- If your going through with this asinine plan then don't hesitate to call for me, I'll rip open a way and bring you back... Okay?

[Lie] Leans up onto her toes and kisses CP- Understood

[Notch] Please be careful. Both of you.

[Lie] Takes the finished cloak and pulls it on- We'll try to be

[Doc] We should talk to Beanz first though. I don't know if she'd want to go home, but I don't feel right in going without asking her.

[Lie] - Lead the way then

[CP] Hands Stevie off to Notch- I'm going to go talk with Endrea

[Doc] I also don't know where Kore is, she might have coordinates for me.

-The village is filled with kids running around. Some are helping out in some of the shops while others are daring each other to see who can climb the highest up the vines towards the buildings in the sky-

[Doc] Breathes a happy sigh- So glad to see everyone bustling about and having fun. So much life.

[Lie] - Yeah, it's nice seeing the kids happy and well

[Doc] Is making gracious nods and waves to some of the Testificates. - Beanz lives over there, top floor of the hotel. Though it's more of an apartment complex these days.

[Lie] - You know her better than I, go ahead

[Doc] Has a quick chuckle at the signs inside the door and heads up the steps. The hut tub on the second floor is empty but bubbling and xe raps on the door across from it.

[Beanz] Opens the door a little and gives Doc a wry look- It must be quite an emergency to find you in town Doctor. And with a friend. Another brine?

[Lie] - Hello, I'm Lie

[Beanz] Beanz, high preistess of Jeb. Well, formerly. I'm sure I've been fired or presumed dead since I never returned this - Points to the small white bead on a thread around her neck.

[Lie] - What is it?

[Doc] Does it still work?

[Beanz] Mostly. It's a few pixels from the holy patchbook on my home seed. It used to let Jeb talk through me, but it hasn't worked since coming here. It does give me access to creative most of the time though. It was his way of keeping me safe while I ran his errands.

[Lie] - Interesting

[Beanz] I'm sorry. Come in if you want. - moves back. The room is small but clean and the doors are open to let the sun and breeze in from the outside balcony.

[Lie] Hesitantly steps inside-

[Doc] Leans against her crafting table.

[Beanz] Sorry I only have one chair. Or you can sit on the bed if you want.

[Lie] - I'm fine standing, we actually have some things to ask you

[Beanz] I suspected as much. - Her gaze is abstracted and drawn somewhat to the noise of children playing outside.

[Lie] Gives Doc an unsure look-

[Doc] Beanz... We want to deliver a message to Jeb.

[Beanz] Puts a hand around the bead protectively - I won't give it to you, it's all I have left -

[Lie] - We wouldn't dare ask you to, we were planning on going to your old seed actually...

[Doc] Beanz, if you want to go home, we'll take you with us.

[Beanz] A little too quickly - No! I mean... no... I don't have anything to go back too. As I said I'm sure my name is mud for vanishing with a bit of the book for so long. And I can't leave these people with just that... idiot Zile to provide guidence.

[Lie] - Zile?

[Beanz] He's barely a pup and he acts like he's second in command to Father Steve. He used to be a priest of Notch until he dedicated himself to serving the Lord of Tears. But he mostly just sits around writing trashy gay romance stories.

[Lie] Fights down a small fit of laughter-

[Beanz] I don't know who's more annoying, him or Flicker!

[Doc] Is trying not to laugh now.

[Lie] - Flicker's the one with all the creepers, right? She seems docile enough...

[Beanz] Gets a blush around her cheeks- she's just, annoying!

[Doc] Riiight. Flicker does keep the village safe though. Her creepers are useful.

[Beanz] Huffs-

[Lie] - Pretty sure my mate alone is the one of the main reasons why there are very few if ever any mobs around my place...

[Doc] laughs- Yeah, they're afraid of being cornered and complained at.

[Beanz] Who is your mate?

[Lie] - The very tall angry brine. And Doc? You have no idea...

[Doc] The redhead.

[Beanz] Oh! Yeah. I've seen him. Sometimes on fire?

[Lie] - Usually

[Doc] That wasn't what I came to ask you about though, I need coordinates for Kore. I've never been there and I need to find it. That last place I was was where we escaped from. Can you give me directions?

[Beanz] I think.... I mean, I remember the way I came, sort of. It's a big place, you should be able to hear and smell it before you get in view. - Starts making some notes on a scrap of paper.

[Lie] - We'll also need to be able to know which building is the temple

[Beanz] Snorts - No you don't, it's dead obvious. It's the biggest building in the city. All white quartz, steep staircases and stained glass.

[Lie] - Ah, I see

[Doc] Jeb is one of the go big or go home types...

[Beanz] Here this should help- Passes the paper to Doc who reads it and puts it away.

[Doc] I think that's good enough. Is there anything you'd like, from us?

[Beanz] Can you... take pictures? I would love a shot of the nave in the temple. Just to remember.

[Doc] I'll do that for you.

[Beanz] Thank you

[Lie] Tugs her cloak a bit closer- Are we heading out then Doc?

[Doc] Yes. Let me fire off a note to Deerheart first though- Starts quietly typing in the chat.

[Beanz] Turns to Lie. - They will fear you mis. Watch your step, and don't linger. I've seen what my home's NOTCH is capable of. It was terrifying....

[Lie] - So I've heard. I'll do my best to remain hidden. It's why I have this cloak as well.... Well, that and to have a bit of my mate with me

[Beanz] Is that... made of hair?

[Lie] - Er... Well.... Yes...

[Beanz] Touches the hem - Oh it's lovely and soft. Your mate must love you a lot.

[Doc] Smiles sweetly -

[Lie] - More like I stole his copy and had Doc modify this one to have a hood... He's still not happy about it being made of his hair

[Beanz] Oh dear! I hope you didn't shave him bald!

[Lie] - Oh no, TLOT copied a few pixels of his hair to make this

[Beanz] Chuckles- Our king is a fiesty one. But creative.

[Lie] - That he is

[Doc] Okay, I'm ready. She's not happy but she understands. Thank goodness.

[Lie] - I'm guessing you mean Deer?

[Doc] Well yes. I always try to let her know before I leave and where I'm going.

[Lie] - Alright, let's go then.

[Doc] Thank you for the help Beanz, if there's nothing more, we'll be going.

[Beanz] Good luck.

[Lie] - It was nice getting to know you

[Beanz] Gives her a happy wave- Drop by anytime.

[Lie] Follows Doc out-

[Doc] Braces hirself before making a hole in the firewall and leading Lie out before closing it behind them. They transform quietly and hunker down in the sea of statick and void to offer a seat to their friend.

[Lie] Slips onto Doc and pulls up the hood of the cloak to hide her hair and eyes- We should probably land close to Kore and have you change back, otherwise I don't think we'll be able to get a single word through

[Doc] I can't do it directly, I have to come in where I went out and go from there so I can use the directions Beanz gave me.

[Lie] - I understand that, I just meant when we do reach our destination

[Doc] xe's already seeking out the numbers, retracing the path they ran such a long time ago. -Of course.

[Lie] Is rather nervous about doing this-

[Doc] Finds the seed and takes a deep breath before entering it quietly. The scene before them is desolation. The jungle is a mass of fallen trees and the swamp has much deeper lakes now as the rains have filled the craters that were carved into the biome. Little remains of the house that was on the hill and there's a glow from a ribbon of lava running down into the grass.

Alexsezia's house looks like it exploded and there isn't much left of even the foundations.

[Lie] - All this... Done by a NOTCH?

[Doc] I don't think this is even the worst of it... He wasn't even a person, just.. it was like being attacked by a hurricane.

[Lie] - I've seen the devastation those can cause on tv...

[Doc] Walks down the little path, thunderstruck by the sheer force of the damage. The dirt pyramid is a just a triangle of one side leaning crazily, and the remains of the Testificate houses are lying in huge pits as if the ground was scooped up under them and thrown back down. Even the low bedrock wall is smashed and grass grows around the scattered blocks.

[Lie] - I'm so glad you got them away from this Doc...

[Doc] It was a near miss. I'm just glad we were able to give them a head start and make sure no one was left behind. - Xe smells something and trots forward at a quicker pace - I smell fire.

[Lie] - Maybe from some lava?

[Doc] Passes around a chunk of wall and stops short. - Well... at least we know they weren't forgotten. - In front of them, at what was once the entrance to the village, is a cleared patch, a simple base of cobblestones set into the dirt and atop it, burning with the Nether's eternal fire, is a small summoner pyramid.

[Lie] Smiles a little- Perhaps there's still a small group passing along TLOT's teachings?

[Doc] There was a little fishing village run by a witch that swore fealty to them a few chunks away. They likely built the shrine in their memory.

[Lie] - Good

[Lie] - Perhaps we should leave them a gift as well to let them know they're not forgotten?

[Doc] What would you suggest? A miracle of some sort?

[Lie] - Well I was thinking just a few of my flowers

[Doc] That would be lovely Lie. - Xe trots up next to the pyramid and stands for Lie to reach down or dismount.

[Lie] Slides off and feels the ground. The server feels a bit different than what she's used to, but it didn't cause much of a problem as she concentrated. Blooms sprung gracefully from the ground, lantern flowers, calming flowers, healing flowers, and even a few love blooms, the bright gathering of flora surrounding the summoner-

[Doc] Bows hir head to smell them. - That's lovely Lie. Thank you. I'm just glad they weren't forgotten.

[Lie] - So am I- She climbs back up onto Doc- Should we go?

[Doc] Yes, I'm sure we won't have long before.... one of them notices we're here. Don't say their names, just in case. - Xe mounts the airblocks and takes off at a run over the river valley and up over the thickly wooded hills.

[Lie] Pulls the cloak closer to defend against the wind-

[Doc] Moves faster until the ground is flashing below them, woods and plains and them out over the desert-

[Lie] Clings tightly to Doc's mane just so she wont be blown off-

[Doc] Is scanning the directions in hir inventory and making small corrections. Xe looks back for a second and cannot hide the small shudder of fear that passes through hir. The lengthing shadows of the sand hills seem too dark, as does the sky in the direction they came from.

[Lie] Felt the shudder- Doc? Is everything okay?

[Doc] I'm going to assume no even though it may just be my paranoia... - Xe goes faster, touching against a mountain before taking a long leap out over the vastness below them.

[Lie] Sits there, hoping Doc is wrong but sensing they may be right-

[Doc] There it is! Beanz was right, there's no mistaking the temple. - They hit the side of a cliff and cling there upright in a shadow. - Hang on to my mane and I'll get us down.

[Lie] - Already am Doc

[Doc] Turns nearly upside down and scuttles down the wall like a gecko before stepping down on the ground.

[Lie] Once safely on the ground she slides off- Do you want to talk to Jeb or should I?

[Doc] We'll both go. I'm not taking my eyes off of you for a second. - Xe pulls out two green pixels and squints a bit as xe puts them over the glow of hir mint colored pupils.

[Lie] - Well I figured that much

[Doc] Heads for the city with a determined stride- Come on, lets hurry.

[Lie] Follows Doc, making sure her glow is hidden by the cloak-

-A few Testificates look up as they pass, unused to seeing visitors. Some quietly run ahead to the temple to let the clergy know they have outsiders in their midst.-

[Lie] Bites her lip a bit nervously, she's holding back her power, knowing that just a little of it could leave a trail of flora behind her-

[Doc] Takes the marble stairs two at a time, thrilling quietly knowing this was the same place hir friends had tread so long ago.

-The high windows catch the sun and bathe them both in dazzling colored light as they pass the front doors and emerge into a white anteroom.-

[Lie] Lifts her head just enough to look at everything around her but not allow the glow from her eyes to be visible-

-A priest moves to bar the way before they can enter the inner sanctum. They're older then the ones that peer at them curiously from farther down the hall, they also look rather nervous. -

[Mason] May I ask why a pair of griefers have entered the temple of Jeb? And what you intend here?

[Lie] - We have come to speak to Jeb, we bear a message for his ears only

[Mason] That will be difficult as our god only speaks through those of us chosen as his mouthpieces.

[Lie] - I think he may be willing to make an exception

[Doc] We're not griefers anyway...

[Mason] Who else would show up uninvited? We have not seen humans here in a very, very long time.

[Lie] - Please, we speak truthfully

[Mason] Hmph. Fine, what does it matter? Liars wil be smote for their hubris anyway. Follow me. - opens the door to the larger chapel

[Lie] Silently follows him into the room-

-Inside the great book is lying at an angle on it's pedestal, and there's a faint sound of scratching as it writes in itself with some unseen instrument. -

[Mason] Makes a gesture and the penitents clear out the other visitors and then leave as well to fetch Jeb's emmisaries.

[Lie] Glances at Doc- Do we wait or...?

[Mason] You will wait here. His chosen ones will pray for his attentions and if you are lucky he may deign to speak to you.

-Several Testificates in white robes of varying sexes and ages file in and kneel in a line in front of the book, chanting softly. -

[Lie] Watches in interest before mentally speaking to Doc- I swear if this is the one time the arrogant asshole decides to ignore them...

[Doc] Makes the tiniest snort and Mason gives hir a mean look in response.

-There's a bit of a crackle like someone plugging in a microphone and one of the Testificates stands up, staring straight at the book. The others take note and file out of the room without a word.

[Mason] Makes a gesture towards the standing one - Say your piece and leave us to ours. - He turns with a flourish and shuts the door behind him. Leaving them alone with the standing Testificate.

[Doc] Careful, these guys remember what was said through them afterwards. If you want Jeb himself we'll have to ask for that first.

[Lie] Steps forwards- Jeb? We have come to speak with you, and you alone...

[Testificate] Cocks hir head, and their eyes narrow - You.... You stay right the hell here. Don't move an inch.

[Lie] Is confused- Are you referring to me? Or my companion?

[Testifcate] Both of you, damn it. - There's a bit of consternation on the priests face as the god leaves him and he marches out of the room and shuts the door behind him.

-/ Player _Jeb has logged on /-

[Jeb] His avatar looks like a Greek god crowned with laurel leaves and he advances on them in aggravation. - How did you two get on here? This computer is protected and private dammit!

[Lie] - Er... Um...

[Jeb] Shakes a finger at Doc - and YOU, didn't you cause enough damage the last time? You took my Herobrine!

[Lie] - That's... Actually kinda why we're here?

[Jeb] What?! Where is he?

[Doc] They were about to be killed!

[Lie] - First of all, this is Markus' birthday present to you, understood?

[Jeb] Markus? - He falls silent. Then. - Did he have some part in this? Dammit. I told him not to interfere!

[Lie] - He didn't, he was invited to, well, it's really none of your business... Now do you want your damn present or not!?

[Jeb] Present? What the hell are you talking about?

[Lie] - Knowledge... About a certain fellow brine

[Jeb] What... what do you know?

[Lie] - He's safe, so is his mate in a server where they are surrounded by friends including the two of us here. They have all the freedom they could ask for, and none of the fear they had here

[Jeb] Is just standing there dumbfounded.

[Doc] Please tell me you weren't blocking them in here intentionally.

[Jeb] Of course I fucking was! The NOTCH on this seed is insane. I was hoping he and his pet Steve would find a clever way to kill it! The damn thing roams around freely on any seed I load, but it always stays close to my computer. It's a menace!

[Lie] Rolls her eyes- It's not the only NOTCH... And Steve isn't a pet!

[Jeb] I didn't say it was the only one. I just wanted this one in particular gone! Why do you think the Testificates worship me here? I've helped them rebuild after it wrecked their shit trying to grief me!

[Lie] - Yet you refuse to do anything to help any of us!

[Jeb] Waves his arms at her - What do you want me to do? I don't even know who you two are! Just that this one hacked into my server once before!

[Lie] Lowers her hood, her hair glowing brightly from her anger- I'm bitchy cat

[Jeb] What the fuck...? You're a cat that can use a computer?!

[Doc] Lie, I don't think you should-

[Lie] - No, I'm a brine dumbass!

[Jeb] A brine that can.. be a real cat....? Did you do something to Markus?! WHERE IS HE?!

[Lie] - Safe and happy

[Jeb] That sounds... like you kidnapped him. I know he hasn't been home in weeks.

[Doc] He's just spending a lot of time online....

[Lie] Some of her black thorns are curling around her feet-

[Doc] Lie please... calm down!

[Lie] - I'm trying!

[Doc] Look... the truth is... Markus had a stroke. His features are frozen on half his face and he just doesn't want anyone to see how bad it looks. He's hiding while he looks for someone qualified to repair the worst of it. He's really depressed and staying with us.

[Jeb] That's terrible! But who are you? Really? I mean how many players are there out there who call themselves Herobrine? And a cat on a computer? You're just messing with my head.

[Lie] Is shaking a little in anger and mentally speaks to Doc- For once, I want CP to drag somebody in just so he can beat the crap out of them

[Doc] I'm just a hacker, a friend of Markus's. I found your server on accident the first time, and took pity on your brine. We're just here to tell you they're safe and happy. It's Markus's present to you since he knows you've been worried.

[Jeb] He could have gotten them back...

[Lie] - They wouldn't have wanted to come back and for good reason!

[Jeb] But... what about this damn NOTCH? I really thought he could beat it. Now I don't know what to do.

[Lie] - Well to fucking bad for you

[Jeb] Is fuming- Where. is. Markus.

[Doc] Not telling.

[Lie] - Safe! Just like TLOT and Steve

[Jeb] You really don't give a shit do you? Neither of you?

[Doc] I kinda do...

[Lie] - We give more of a shit than you do

[Jeb] Gets an evil tone in his voice. - You know that TLOT left a lot of people behind who really believe in him, don't you? Testificates that worship him over me even though he hasn't been seen in decades for them?

[Lie] - Yes, and we left something for them

[Jeb] Help me get rid of this NOTCH or I'll delete this seed. If you try to evacuate them I'll do it immediately. You'll never find them all in time.

[Lie] Stiffens and before Doc can stop her, her thorny vines are around Jeb and lifting him high- How. Dare. You.

[Jeb] Grabbing my avatar won't do anything. I'm not here.

[Lie] - Doc! Can we please let my mate do his thing?!

[Doc] I'm actually for killing this NOTCH if it's possible. I don't give a shit about what Jeb wants, but I know all the terrible things it did to TLOT and Steve.

[Lie] Groans- But he's such an asshole!

[Jeb] I'll give you the whole damn seed if you get rid of it! I can't even play my own game in peace!

[Lie] - We have our own seed thank you very much!

[Doc] I could maintain it as a sub in the server. Just to keep it safe?

[Lie] - Can we please still let CP do his thing to Jeb though!

[Doc] loud thoughts at Lie- Do what thing? Kill him? Somehow I don't think that will solve anything. We'll lose our insider for what the company is doing.

[Lie] Mentally- No, drag him in and beat the shit out of him

[Doc] Slaps hir forehead- Lie please... Maybe later.

[Lie] - OH COME ON!

[Doc] Stares at her - are you sure whatever Cp has isn't contagious?

[Lie] - Look, it takes a lot to piss me off, you know that, and this guy has done it... Multiple times... Besides, if we fight this NOTCH, CP will probably already be here

[Doc] Alright. -Xe pauses- I think... we don't have much time to decide...

[Lie] - Should I call CP?

[Jeb] Fuck! Figure it out! I'm monitoring from the desktop. If one of you needs to go for more help that's fine, but if both of you leave I'm deleting it. -

-/ Player_Jeb logged off /-

[Doc] YES. Fucking hell call him now! And Splender too! - Xe grabs Lie and starts dragging her outside

[Lie] Sends a mental call for her mate and briefly explains the situation. CP immediately rips open a pathway and drags Splender through with him-

[CP] Gathers Lie to him, not used to seeing her this pissed and works on calming her down- Hey, it's okay, I'm here- He throws out a spawn egg and out pops the baby wither as well

[Splender] - ooo, what a pretty place!

[Doc] We need to get away from the city at least!

[Lie] At CP- Yeah, but first could you scare the asshole monitoring us right now?

[CP] Grins and kisses Lie's forehead- Absolutely- He vanishes briefly before returning

[Jeb] Nearly falls out of his chair at the sight on his screen - AAAAAA!!

-The screen glitches and CP's maniacal laughter echoes out of the speakers before everything returns to normal like nothing happened-

[Doc] Is pointing to a an area of darkness that's now filling a rather large slice of the horizon. Xe's tugging on the others- Let's do this in the desert at least!

[Splender] - What are we doing?

[Doc] See that? That is a NOTCH. We need to find some way to kill it without wrecking this seed.

[Splender] - But why do we need to kill it?

[Doc] Because if we don't then the admin is going to delete this world and kill every Testificate on it!

[CP] - And that's bad how? TLOT's village is on our seed

[Doc] But there were more! So many.... he crossed this world... you have no idea how many lives he touched.

[CP] Groans-

[Doc] You do what you like. I'm going to fight. - Xe transforms into hir larger shape and gallops in the direction of the desert with a thunderous roar.

-In the distance the patch of night seems to coallese and there's a wave at gound level as something dark pours out onto the sand. An army of mobs, driven by the fear of what follows them.

[CP] Sighs and throws a small ball of code at the baby wither, it shudders and grows to several times the size of a normal wither, each head turning canine with large fangs and resting at the ends of long snake like necks, it charges forwards as well. CP then turns towards Splender- Splender, this thing we're fighting? It's hurt TLOT and Steve many, many times and very badly for no reason. It wants them both dead, do you think they deserve that?

[Splender] Growls a little- No- There's a growing red light in his eyes as he ducks his head and tilts his top hat so hide his face a little. CP knows it's a risky move to anger the slender being, but probably worth it

[Doc] Shouts from overhead - The only thing that ever hurt this NOTCH was bad code! Go for the EMP if you can make a controlled burst! Glitch it out!

[Splender] - Gladly- He teleports to the very front and lets off a strong blast, the ground and everything around him glitching

[Doc] Is gathering statick in hir mouth and scattering the mobs with wide sweeps of hir paws and tail.

[NOTCH] Roars in fury and there's a hint of a shape against the skyline

[CP] Motions for Lie to stay back and flies forwards-

[NOTCH] Is hitting and kicking the ground, even to the point of injuring the mobs beneath his feet. Sand is flying everywhere as the storm that swirls around the titanic being reaches the floor of the desert.

[CP] Spawns his weapons and flies with the direction of the wind as it circles the NOTCH-

[Wither] Spews it's attacks in rapid succession-

[NOTCH] Is punching the air, trying to hit the small things that are attacking it.

[Splender] Let's loose with a staticky screech and sends an EMP blast forwards-

[Doc] Fires a giantic ball of statick that hits the being with a geltaninus splat and clings there, burning like acid and making part of the NOTCH visible.

[NOTCH] Reels under the force of the screech and is desperately trying to get the statick off of itself.

[Lie] Is concentrating from a ways back, the sand shifting beneath her as something moves underneath-

[NOTCH] Stumbles a little under the combined pain and some of the mobs flee at a dead run to keep out from under his feet.

[CP] Darts in to slash at tendons which could weaken the NOTCH, keeping himself alit in fire all the while-

[NOTCH] Howls in a voice that is more like the roar of a hurricane. It's bleeding code and trying to hit CP out of the air.

[CP] Teleports to make it harder-

[Doc] Uses the admin commands to drop bolt after bolt of lighting on the NOTCH while they make more statick

[Lie] From beneath the NOTCH erupts a massive offensive plant pod, ripping open and dripping with massive amounts of lust nectar as it bites down on the NOTCH and tries dragging it into the sand some-

[NOTCH] Falls and grabs hold of the rocky cliff to keep from being pulled under, it's eyes are black holes in the vaguely human shape that's outlined against the sand.

[Lie] Wobbles, the plant pod having taken much more energy than she thought and taking a noticeable strain on her energy-

[Doc] Spews more statick right into it's eyes-

[CP] Aims for the throat- HONEDGE! GET THE SPINE!

[NOTCH] Flails at the plant, trying to rip it off

[Honedge] Unwraps itself from CP and nimbly dances in front of the NOTCH, it's shadow reaching behind him and striking the back of the neck-

-The plant is trying to wrench a piece off-

[Splender] Releases another burst, his hands having elongated into claws as he rushes forwards to dig into the NOTCH, his tendrils having also become deceptively sharp to stab their victim-

[Doc] Grabs one of the flailing hands and savages it with teeth and claws.

[CP] His sword dug deep into the throat, coating him in blood-

[NOTCH] Is sparking and screaming as it's cut and yanked apart. The body itself is flickering wildly.

[Splender] Releases a very strong blast-

[NOTCH] Vanishes out of their grasp, leaving a small prone figure in the sand. The body of the NOTCH is in pieces and the mostly severed head manages a single zombie-like groan.

[CP] Dives down and slices right through the remainder of the neck with his sword and then focus' on stabbing the body over and over again with his pick before setting it alight-

[Doc] Stomps the ground and gives off a roar that shakes the sandhills. The remainder of the mobs flee in terror.

[Lie] Wobbles and falls to her knees, having used too much energy-

[Splender] Is pacing to let off his excess anger-

[Doc] WE WON JEB! THE SEED IS OURS! GIVE US THE CODE!

[CP] - Wait, what? Were we ordered to do this?

-/ player_Jeb logged on /-

[Jeb] Is practically dancing in place - You fucking did it! That was amazing!

[Doc] Fuck you! I didn't do it for you!

[CP] Lunges at Jeb- YOU FUCKER!

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