#them after making excuses just to not talk to me lmaoo

[dykekota]

you fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself but do you know you're demolishing me?

[irisintheafterglow]

hear me out....Hawks hcs with a significant other who has a Chemist/Potion quirk. Like im talking a buncha potion bottles and glasses of little remedies they've made and have yet to test 🙏. Kei would occasionally find her notebook on the counter or table, the notebook being filled with ideas of new mixes or something specifically for healing for Keigo when he comes home injured

Also love your work! Some of the best things I've read have come from your page

good chemistry (pun intended)

cw/tags: fem!reader, established relationship, pet names (my girl, love, baby)

note: YASS YOU ARE COOKING and so is reader!! please excuse any chemistry misrepresentations i got a 2 on the ap chem exam LMAOO. thank you for the love, i hope you enjoy this!!!! been a hot minute since i wrote for keigo and i missed him :))

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"you've got a visitor."

you startle when your coworker's head peeks into your lab, carefully setting down the beakers of volatilely combustible liquids on the black counter of the bench. she tilts her head to the side, urgently commanding you to check out whatever was making her so concerned. slipping off your gloves and sliding your goggles up on your forehead, you thank her as she opens the door and your jaw hits the floor. talking to an obviously starstruck receptionist was your boyfriend, still in his flight jacket and sunglasses and causing the biggest scene you've witnessed in the office since all might accidentally set off the sprinkler system. golden eyes flick over to you in the doorway and his mouth breaks out into a dazzling smile, one that has your coworker clutching the back of a chair for support.

"there's my girl," he murmurs, embracing you with strong, open arms and a chaste peck on your forehead, right under your goggles. you can feel the jealous eyes of the entire staff, but all keigo only pays attention to you. "you look beautiful today, birdie."

"you're saying that because i have goggle marks on my face, kei," you remark, unfazed, and he shrugs in defeat. red feathers sprinkle onto the floor and you make a note to remind him to recall them before he leaves.

"eh, worth a shot. you're unfortunately immune to my charm, now. just means i have to come up with some new lines." you scoff despite your racing heartbeat. with his stupid superhuman senses, he definitely knew exactly what he was doing to you.

"shouldn't you be on patrol?"

"i am, but i wanted to see you and bask in your radiance," he grins boyishly, running his tongue over a sharp tooth. despite every cell in your body wanting to drag him into the nearest supply closet and kiss him until you're breathless, you're still skeptical about the unexpected visit. his voice drops to a low, private octave that sends goosebumps up your arms. "also, i think you left a certain notebook on the kitchen table." your eyebrows blast off into the ceiling, panic overtaking you as you whirl your head toward your lab where you thought your formula book was.

"oh my god, did someone take-"

"no, baby. you're okay," he reassures you and the notebook magically appears from the depths of his jacket pockets. "i'm glad i picked it up before i left this morning," he chuckles. for good measure, you flip through the worn pages to verify that every experiment was, in fact, still there. exhaling a deep sigh of relief, you meet his gentle gaze with a thankful smile. the pages were worth more to you than any sum of money, since it held all the formulas for the antidotes and counteragents you made for keigo when he was injured.

you'd created it after he asked, between colorful strings of expletives, why getting patched up hurt more than the actual injury. being the loving partner you are, you decided to do something about it. your quirk allowed you to visualize all possible outcomes for a chemical reaction depending on the quantities of reactants and lab conditions. it ensured that every experiment you instigated would be successful, as long as you followed the conditions in your head down to the air temperature of the lab. your recordings in the notebook started as a simple antiseptic that didn't have the sting of store-bought bottles, one that could douse a wound without so much as a flinch from the injured patient. now, you were part of an independent company that created first aid products for heroes to use and distribute during rescues. and, it was all thanks to the oversized chicken-man that slept in your bed.

"whatcha workin' on right now?"

"some stronger eyedrops for eraserhead," you reply, taking his gloved hand and guiding him into your lab. he delicately picks up a few beakers, inspecting their color through the bottom of the glass like a kid in a soda shop.

"like the stuff you put in my eyes when-"

"when you got hit by that smoke quirk, mhmm," you hum, milling about in front of the shelf of chemicals. "if i figure this out, it'll also help when your eyes get dry from flying."

"you mean, when you figure this out," he reminds you, turning you to face him and pulling you close by your hips. he leans into your hand when you card your fingers through his wind-mussed hair, melting against your touch. "there's nothing in this world that you can't do."

"you're a really sappy guy, you know that?"

"i know it, as much as i know that you're never getting rid of me."

"you promise?"

"as long as the birds still fly, baby."

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[lyrakanefanatic]

Congratulations!

A book similar to inheritance games:🎃

☕️: Academic rival jameson hawthorne fic.

🍂: A double date (lyra x Grayson) + (Avery x jameson )

thank you!!

for 🎃, im sure you’ve probably heard this before, but the naturals by jennifer lynn barnes. the plot isn’t exactly the same as it’s about a young group in the fbi called “the naturals” but it’s similar in ways like them solving things like the inheritance games. it’s more similar character wise though, as a lot of characters are very much like the ones in the inheritance games. there’s also the found family trope of ur into that, and also a similar love triangle!!

there’s also another book, called “heiress takes all”, and it’s said to be very similar to the inheritance games and oceans 11. i don’t know what it’s about much, (as i haven’t read it) but im sure if you search it up on amazon or goodreads you should be able to read the blurb!!

for ☕️, im assuming that u mean an au and im so sorry but i am TERRIBLE at writing au’s 😭😭 im also really bad at writing *character* x reader but i can still try and write those, where as au’s are just so hard for me 😭😭 im so sorry but if u want something else done feel free to request it again!!

for 🍂, sure!!

LYRA X GRAY + AVERY X JAMESON DOUBLE DATE HEAD CANONS:

• lyra and grayson show up a bit late (nothing extreme, just like 5-10 minutes) which surprised both avery and jameson because grayson is never late

• they found out after that it was because lyra wanted to match with grayson last minute and scrapped her whole outfit to match with his ☠️☠️

• they would probably go to a restaurant first, and then maybe go to a second location

• it started with small talk about their lives and days, but then slowly it turned into jameson and grayson seeing who can embarrass each other more by telling humiliating stories about each other from their childhoods 😭💀

• as soon as jameson reached the leather pants story though, grayson switched the topic and stopped with the whole competition

• lyra was curious but left it alone… for now. 😈

• lyra ordered a pasta, grayson ordered a steak, avery ordered fancy fish?? (idfk what they serve at fancy restaurants just think of the most expensive and tasty fish u can buy 💀🙏) and jameson ordered… chicken wings ☠️☠️

• lyra made fun of him for it and then jameson told grayson to break up with her

• in fact, lyra ends up making fun of him the whole night 💀

jameson to the waiter: “can i have some chicken wings please?”

jameson, once the waiter walks away: “I haven’t had chicken wings 3 months!”

lyra, snickering: “you look like you’ve had enough chicken wings for 3 months”

jameson gives her a wounded look and rolls his eyes, turning to grayson: “she’s mean, you should break up with her”

grayson, before he can even finish speaking: “no.”

later again that dinner…

avery: “should we get another side for seconds?”

grayson and lyra shake their heads, but jameson speaks: “can i get one? im still hungry.”

noticing grayson’s raised brow, he sighed: “don’t give me that look. matter of fact, i skipped lunch today!”

lyra, giggling again and muttering in a voice that jameson could just hear: “doesn’t look like it…”

jameson: “LYRA SHUT UP!!”

people ended up staring and as soon as the date was over and they were back at the house grayson called a beat down (just to give him an excuse to beat him up ☠️☠️🙏)

• once they do get back to the house though and grayson and jameson are done fighting, they watch a movie and jameson is secretly side eyeing grayson and lyra the whole time LMAOO

• lyra and avery end up sitting next to each other on the couch with grayson and jameson on the other side and, in whispers, gossip about them

• the boys can’t hear what they’re saying but spend more time trying to listen and hear what they’re talking about then actually watching the movie

• once they’re finished watching the movie, (and by watching the movie i mean lyra and avery gossiping while jameson and grayson try to secretly listen to them) lyra feels bad about all her fat jokes so she slips jameson a packet of gummies with a sorry note attached to them

• the gummies were from xander’s not-so-secret stash and now he officially has a fued with lyra but at least now jameson is going back to liking her 😊😊 (one hawthorne at a time people 😪😪)

THATS ALL I HOPE U LIKED THEM!! 🫶 (and im sorry again about not being able to do the ☕️ one, if you have another one u want me to do thats not about an au just lmk pls 😭)

[wayfayrr]

Take as long as you need on my request Moss <333 I’m more than happy to wait however long <3

But on another note, I’ve suddenly been reminded that in the self aware aus, the boys heard *everything*. Which then reminds me, the amount of shit I’ve said during their adventures- specifically Sky and Twilight’s.

1. The shit talking I have said about enemies, some more than others (looking at you Ghirahim, Demise, Ganon, and Zant). I shit talked them whenever I saw them, especially Ghirahim honestly, bro’s hair looks greasy enough to be used to fry food, and he looks like a wet paper towel.

2. The shit I said about the Links omggg. Again, this is mainly about Sky and Twilight (honestly mainly Sky cause you’re so right, he has the sweetest sounds) because the *t h i n g s* I would do to them after they pull some cool ass shit would not, in fact, be family friendly. Ofc, I talked about how pretty they are so many times- the amount of times I moved the camera at an angel so I could see their face and gush about how gorgeous they are is,, a lot. Called them perfect so many times too: slicing grass? Perfect <3 Fighting a bokoblin? Perfect <33 Tossing a bomb? Perfect <333 honestly was using any excuse to call the boys perfect, I love them so much. AND OM THE OTHER HAND THAT REMINDS ME OF HOW OFTEN I SAID I LOVED THEM LMAOO

But I digress. Anyway, you know those thirst comments on tiktok? The type like ‘until the shape is embedded in my throat’? I pray for self aware Sky, I said unhinged shit like that all the time for him- even more so than Twilight- whenever he did anything cool. Sometimes said it when he didn’t even do anything cool; used the claw shot to get high up? Charging up for the sky slice (can’t remember the name)? Aiming Fi in the direction needed to go? Said unhinged shit then too.

~🍀 anon

yep :3c they've heard everything, every single bit of praise you've given them, every curse when you mess up - anything you said to any friends while playing? all of it.

1- I think they'd be ecstatic to hear you slandering their enemies, there would be a weird dissonance if you were fond of the villains. Not because they're jealous no, never, how could you assume that. they are and they are impossibly bad at hiding it, their hatred of seeing you praise someone else in their game might be your first clue that something is wrong with your game They also just get a good laugh at how creative some of your insults can get <3333 it's not like they hear any genuine ones often!!!!

2- it's almost impossible to play a zelda game without fawning over how cute link is (I myself have so so many screenshots of him and just can't go more than five minutes without complimenting him) and I think they'd love it!! though it makes them a bit upset that they're still trapped and can't return any of the compliments without scaring you into resetting or deleting the game :( they've got to work up the confidence that you won't abandon him before he does anything (or simply the desperation to) despite how much you've told them you love them, they've still got enough common sense to know that this isn't normal

rfgbhsbghgfbfsgb he's just going to be a blushy mess when he can finally go against the games precoded animations and has his own free movement but he's just so pretty and as flustered as he drinks up each and every one of them. [I can absolutely see him playing up a more 'pathetic' demeanor in order to milk more from you between giving you plenty back ofc] I have so many screenshots of his game ong it's an issue

peep and I were also joking about how when you put in the boss key sky's just standing there watching you struggle with the puzzle (and for dowsing he can feel you cake full control of his head to look out of his eyes and it's where he feels the closest to you <33)

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

On thin Ice (Hockey Player! Miguel O’Hara x Figure skater! Reader)

A/N: Hehehe. Hiii :) if you haven’t noticed, I gave the chapter titles, and if you know what I’m doing with the titles then I’ll love you forever Lmaoo. Also I’m accidentally making the chapters shorter then I would like but idk how make them longer lmao. As usu, not completely proofread so excuse any typos or grammatical errors. Also I tried to throw in a small parallel cuz I LOOOVE parallels in writing. Okay enjoy:).

(Y/N)- Your name, (f/c)- favorite color.

Swearing, mentions of violence, mentions of sex/sexual stuff (No smut or NSFW content.)

Word count: 1.2K

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Chapter 3: That sticks around like summat in your teeth?

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“Sooooo… wanna tell me why Miguel ‘figure skating isn’t a real sport’ O’Hara was talking you up before practice?”

Oh God. You knew this would happen.

“Okay, first of all he wasn’t talking me up-“ You rolled your eyes as you and Logan walk to your uni’s on-campus Starbucks after practice together, your (f/c) gym bag hastily thrown over your shoulder, so the bag was resting fully on your back.

“Me when I lie-“

“And second all,” you send him a playful look for interrupting you mid-sentence as you finally reach your destination, pulling the handle to the glass door, entering the busy coffee shop. “I’d rather not think about it.” Because it was all your were thinking about now.

Logan just took his hands out from his hoodie pockets and raised them up in defense. “Okay, okay… didn’t think me asking about the person my partner despises so much, would be annoying .” He joked with a small smirk, you just rolled your eyes and let out a small annoyed groan as you and Logan both grabbed your mobile orders from the counter, before making your way to a small, secluded table in the back of the cafe.

You did a quick look over at your surroundings, before leaning in slightly and began to speak in a low tone. “Okay… am I going insane, or had Miguel been acting…different towards me since last week?” You asked, Logan leaning in a bit, taking a sip of his iced coffee, before replying.

“oh no yeah, something is up with him.”

You started to nervously nibble at your bottom lip,“You’re supposed to tell me I’m going crazy.” You say with a sigh, rubbing your temples in hopes of preventing an oncoming headache for all the overthinking you were about to do, Logan just shrugged.

“As much as I’d loove to feed into your delusions, I’d rather much more make fun of you for this.” He grinned as he crossed his arms on the top of the wooden table. You quickly shot him a glare and lightly hit his shoulder, mumbling a “not funny”. Before sipping on your drink a bit. Your reaction only made his grin widen, “This is gonna be fun to watch. Do you think he’s into you? I think he is. Oh my god, is this gonna be like one of those romance novels that Kate-“ Kate is your dorm mate, “is always going on about?” You groaned as your shoved your face into hands to help hid the blush that was creeping on to your cheeks.

“Hell. No. He’s an asshole, and I hate him. I’d rather slit my throat with my own skate blades before even giving him a chance. Besides , I don’t like hockey players, especially the ones here.” You ranted after you felt your face cool down enough to finally lift your head out of your hands to look at Logan again, you knew if he saw how red your face felt, he’d never let you hear the end of it. “Not to mention, I’ve heard about all the rumors about him on campus. He’s a total manwhore.” You finished with a scowl, your hands playing with your cup. You’ve honestly lost interest in your drink, but you paid 7 dollars for it, and you’re a broke college student, so you forced yourself to take another sip.

“You say that last part like you’re considering acting on something.” You hate how he said that so causally, like you two (plus a few of your other friends) weren’t always complaining about him and his little hockey team.

“That’s- that’s not what I meant by that and you know it.” You huffed, your eyebrows furrowed together and you puff your cheeks out a bit as your lips draw together into a thin line. “Even if he wasn’t a massive dick, he isn’t my type.” Logan let out a small snort, him and his fucking snorts.

“When you say massive dick, are you sure you meant he’s a massive dick? Or did you mean he has a mass” you quickly covered his mouth with your hand before he could continue.

“Trust me Logan, he’s the last person on campus I’d want.”

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“So you just, all of a sudden, decide to wake up one morning and be nice to her? Are you sure you don’t have a crush on her?” Peter Parker, The Spiders’ winger and Miguel’s dorm mate/best friend (wether he’d admit or not) teased the taller man with a sly smile. Miguel let out a frustrated huff as he went to try and hit Peter on the shoulder as a warning to shut up, but the shorter man quickly dodged it with a laugh.

“God. You heard me compliment her one time, and now you’re gonna misinterpret every conversation with her?” Miguel grumbled as he sat on his bed in his dorm room, Peter sitting down across from him on the floor, his back resting against his own bed as he took a handful of fries from the McDonald’s bag next to him before shoving it in his mouth.

“Mmm, yeah.” Peter replied with a full mouth, Miguel had to look away to stop himself from cringing. “So.” He swallowed his food, taking a sip of his soda before continuing, “what’s the deal? You’re actually trying to be a nicer person, or do you just wanna get in her pants?” Peter deadpanned.

“I’m not-Jesus, Peter. Do you have to say it like that?” Miguel huffed, rubbing his face a bit with his hands in an attempt to help his current feeling of embarrassment from how blunt Peter was being. “I just…didn’t realize how good she is at skating before is all…” He added in a slightly softer tone, his large calloused hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, his shoulders coming up with a slight shrug.

“Oh yeah, you’re trying to get into her pants.” Peter grinned.

“Peter.”

“Miguel.”

“Believe it or not, but I don’t only think with my dick.” Miguel deadpanned, his head tilting to the side slightly as he raises a brow.

“Ehhh, I don’t know… the amount of times you’ve kick me out of our room says otherwise.” Peter’s lips twitched up into a sly smirk, this time Peter didn’t dodge Miguel’s hand. “Ouch! Why are you getting mad at me? You’re the one who can’t keep it his pants…” He whined as he rubs his shoulder.

“I haven’t had a girl in here for weeks Parker, you know that.” Miguel glared down at Peter, before shoving his hand into the McDonald’s hand next to his friend on the floor. Earning a small “hey!” In protest from the other man, and began to nibble on the fries.

“Surprisingly…” Peter grumbled. “You going through a dry spell or something?”

“No. Just, trying to focus on school and hockey.” Miguel said as he leaned against his bed, resting his weight on his forearms. Peter scoffed in response.

“Miguel, you’re bullshitting and you know it. If you stopped messing around with half the campus for little miss ice princess-“ Miguel felt a slight burning sensation rip threw his chest when Peter referenced you by ice princess, it bothered him for some reason even though he called you that name all the time, “then who cares? But don’t try and deny it.”

“Trust me Peter, she’s the last person on campus I’d want.”

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(3) LOVE AND WAR — JUDE BELLINGHAM

SUMMARY: After coming back from a one-night stand with his his best friend, Jude realizes you don’t see him. He’s in love with you and you don’t see him.

PARING: bestfriend!jude x bestfriend!reader

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Trent wasn’t stupid, he was aware that Jude had feelings for you. Major feelings. From an outsider perspective he definitely was the backstabbing bastard who stabbed his friend in the front for a girl.

But he didn’t care, Jude had liked you for years and hadn’t made a move but when he finally decided to make one after seeing that Jude had no plans to make you his, Trent decided to step up.

“You should apologize T, you hurt his feelings. It’ll make you feel better.” You muttered into Trent’s ear kissing him softly after every word trying to reassure him about what had happened. Jude was a sensitive guy on the inside and you were sure Trent knew that.

He doesn’t like conflicts or fighting but something about Jude’s outburst last night rubbed you the wrong way. You had a clue about why he bursted out in anger like that but couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

“Fuck no. He punched me, not the other way around. When he learns to use his words and apologizes I’ll talk to him.” Trent kissed you back after he ended his sentence firmly telling you he didn’t want to continue the conversation, you sighed in defeat before kissing his forehead and picked up one of the chocolate covered strawberries placing it on Trent’s lips.

He opened his mouth and ate the whole thing including the leaf at the top before you could pull it away. “You don’t—! Eat the top…”

Trent grinned at you as he chewed the strawberry as slowly as he could, almost as if he was trying to seduce you. You giggled as pulled him in closer towards the kitchen counter you were sitting on waiting for him to swallow the strawberry.

“Y’know a little birdie told me you called me a hot piece of ass at practice yesterday. Is that true?” You inquired looking up at Trent who had. sheepish look his face knowing he had gotten caught.

“Did the birdie also tell you how bravely I fought my friend for you? Look how injured I am.” Trent pointed to the bandage resting on the corner of his forehead as he tried to steer the conversation to another direction.

“It did. But it still doesn’t excuse calling your girlfriend a piece of ass. It’s mean.” You pouted looking down at the floor as you pulled at the stings of Trent’s grey joggers pretending to be upset. He lifted your face by your chin sliding his hands towards the back of your neck to pull you in for a kiss.

His lips were soft and tasted the chocolate at one time and strawberries at another, you felt his warm tongue swop the bottom of your lip signalling you to part your lips to make space for his tongue.

Deciding to be cheeky you denied him access just for it to backfire on you as he tilted your head back and pulled your jaw down just enough for your lips to part allowing his tongue to enter. Feeling his dominance just radiate from a simple French kiss gave you an all to feeling feeling in your panties.

Your warm bodies were pressed against each other so closely there was barely any room between your chest and Trent’s bare one, it was somewhat lewd. Your hands tracked from the back of his neck towards his back as you rubbed your hands up and down slowly sending tingles down his spine.

Finally after an eternity you both pulled away with a thin string of saliva connecting you both as you heaved heavily trying to catch your breaths as you gazed into one another’s eyes watching them go dark in lust. Trent leaned in closely towards your ear and whispered, “Does that make up for it?”

You sighed in romantic and sexual satisfaction as you felt his wet lips place kissed down your jawline all the way to your collarbone, “Or do I have to make it up to you differently?” He muttered as he buried his head into your chest, just as he was about to continue you heard someone clear their voice and turned your head to hear who it was. “Morning.”

“Jude? Good Morning! How was your night?” You asked him sweetly as your hands were tangled in Trent’s loc’s pulling on them slightly to stop him from advancing any further in-front of Jude.

Jude on the other hand felt like he was being punished, like he commit a sin so badly in his past life that he had to watch his best-friend almost sex the woman he loves right in-front of him. First thing in the morning. “Mmh.” He grunted out walking towards the fridge ignoring Trent totally with Trent doing the same.

“Last night I pack a lunch for you to take to practice today, it’s your favourite.” You mentioned through your nonstop giggles as you tried to stop Trent from peaking into your shirt, Jude didn’t dare turn his head in your direction as he felt if he did he would just vomit. The sight was just that rancid.

“Thanks.” He muttered grabbing it and quickly walking out of the kitchen desperately needing to get away from that. Watching Trent kiss on you for at-least 3 minutes was quite humbling & humiliating to a degree that should be considered inhumane.

He hated himself for loving you so much he couldn’t make any space in his heart to hate you, even when you trample on his heart over and over again, if he truly saw no chance with you he probably would’ve moved out by now but again he wasn’t a quitter or a coward.

You might’ve thought you loved Trent but Jude knew better, you didn’t love him. He wasn’t all that great in bed, he wasn’t a romantic guy. He just wasn’t that guy. He wasn’t the guy for you and Jude knew it. But he was the guy that was here. The perfect guy; on paper at-least.

He was in your age range, you both had similar interests & he was just the better match. But statistics didn’t matter, especially when it comes to love. As he turned the corner walking towards the hallway he heard you squeal in excitement from something Trent was doing as he heard something fall down.

The sound of kissing, squealing and things falling onto the floor in the kitchen could only mean one thing was about to go down. Sex. You both wouldn’t even give him the respect and kindness of waiting till he was at-least out of the house.

Before he knew it his feet look him right into the kitchen where he met you sprawled on the kitchen island in your underwear along with Trent in his underwear bodies intertwined with one another.

“What the fuck?” Jude exclaimed in anger towards you & Trent, mainly towards Trent. Normally he wouldn’t mind if you hooked up with people in the privacy of your own bedroom but this was in the kitchen. Where you both ate, laughed, joked & sung. Together. Before Trent’s invasion.

Without Trent intruding into your perfect life with him. Perhaps this wasn’t even about the fact that you & your boyfriend were about to have sex in the shared common area. “Jude! We’re a little busy can you come back… later?” You awkwardly smiled at him still laid out onto the kitchen island half naked.

“Come back later? This is my house. Our house. And you don’t even have decency to deal with your sexual urges in your private space.” Jude scolded you with disgusted laced in his tone. You knew he was just being obtuse seeing as how you’ve done much more freaky things with Jude in the house

“Okay I’m sorry. C’mon baby, let’s go to my room.” You pushed Trent off of you and slid off the counter while using your hands to try and shield your slightly naked body. As you shuffled passed Jude who gave you the dirtiest of side eyes towards both of you you noticed the Trent wasn’t moving.

“You coming?” You asked peering around the corner with one of the living room blankets around your body. Trent waved you to go on without him with a pissed look on his face.

“Go wait on the bed babe, I’m coming.” Jude physically cringed at Trent’s word not even able to imagine in his head how you would looked sprawled out on his bed waiting for him.

As you sashayed away Trent turned to Jude walking closer towards him. “Okay man you need to stop doing that. I know you’re still hung up on her but she’s with me. And I don’t think she plans on leaving me for you anytime soon.”

“We’ll just have to see about that then? Cuz when you find your girlfriend waiting on my bed for me. It won’t be a very nice sight. For you at-least.”

The tension between them only rose as they both bore into each other eyes with fury. All because of a girl they both liked. Except Jude liked you more. Much more.

Trent poked his cheek with his tongue as he chuckled before he walked past Jude patting him on the shoulder before making his way towards your bedroom where you were waiting for him. The pity pat. Jude physically cringed at the feeling of it.

As he heard his footsteps become quieter and quieter Jude grabbed the display apple off the counter and chucked it at the as hard as he could at the wall. “Fucking hell.” He whispered as he ran his hand through his hair.

Even though he tried to taunted Trent by being condescending he still got the last laugh as he was casually making his way to have rough dirty hot sex with you in the room right next to his while Jude’s empty threat was going to stay empty.

I mean who was he kidding? You both had been friends for years and you still hadn’t made a move on him? Or even showed a sign? Soon a light bulb went off inside of Jude’s head as he remedied both of your rooms were literally side by side. The walls weren’t thin but if he was able to get close enough to the wall he’d be able to at-least hear your moans. Hopefully.

He basically teleported to his room flopping onto his bed as he leaned into the wall like a little pervert and listened closely. “What took you so long? Something wrong?” He heard your muffled voice in between kisses, his heart squeezed in hurt hearing that.

“Nothing. I was tangled with something insignificant. Don’t worry about it.” Hearing that made everything unfun for him. He couldn’t take listening to you both fuck like some sick cuck was all apart of his plan to steal you back but to be honest, he didn’t even have a plan.

“Jude didn’t give you a hard time did he?” You asked between kisses felling Trent make his way from your lips all the way down towards your neck slowly undressing you from your morning clothes.

“Nah. He’s not a problem. Stop talking about him princess & continue kissing me.”

“Alright.” You giggled before what he assumed to be you leaning in to kiss Trent again. All of sudden this wasn’t fun anymore. When he wanted to hear your moans you hadn’t made any but when he wasn’t in the mood suddenly he could hear everything.

All he heard were your moans. Loud moans. Of HIS name. It was almost insulting— No. It was insulting. As Jude got up from his bed he grabbed his headphones and played a song at the loudest volume possible in attempt to drown out your moans.

Which worked it moments later he hadn’t felt your headboard slamming against the wall he was resting on. Jude couldn’t roll his eyes far back enough. The sex couldn’t be that good that you guys had to do all that.

Even with all the mental gymnastics Jude was doing to convince himself that this was all according to plan and that he didn’t really care about next-door. But he did he broke his heart so fucking badly.

He just needed to get out of there. Get away from the actual mental torture that he was going through. He casted the song he was listening to, to his Alexa and quietly snuck out of the house, not that you would notice seeing as how you were too busy with prince charming.

He walked down the corridor and out of the house with just a winter coat and a phone charger. He didn’t know where he was going or when he’d be back but all he knew was that he couldn’t come back until he had solid plan in motion to make you his.

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[preciadosbass]

28/7/14 [draft from yesterday]

woke up at 11:47 to my parents in my doorway. mum started putting stuff on my bed but i though it was just stuff of mine that id left around the house but it turned out she’d bought me some stuff which is really nice. she got me socks [because i only have one non-fluffy pair], slippers [because our dogs hair is everywhere and my pyjamas end up getting the hair all over the house, even after the place has been hoovered], and purple trainers [because beforehand i only had my converse + knee high converse, and they were both getting muddy and causing me blisters when i go on walks.] i feel extra bad about the argument we had last night now.

i was super tired and my eyes still felt like they were glued shut but i decided not to go back to sleep. i got a little anxious when i saw my ex bestfriend was sad so i sent him a message telling him that i’m here for him and stuff. i still care about him so much, even if we don’t talk anymore. i watched a mikey way complication and listened to a podcast with the way brothers on up until 1:20 when i had a nap [im lazy, i know]

i should mention, i had the weirdest dream. so excuse how bad this explanation is going to be. me and kellin [quinn] were both teens and we were at a restaurant. he had tacky plastic skates on and started doing backflips in them? and running on the spot and joking about being chased? it was such a strange dream to have, especially because i haven’t had one in ages. also, my dad was there for some reason lmaoo

i woke up at around 2 and stayed with boris until 3:20 before i had something to eat and started researching a few crime cases. id been thinking about reading a bit of my sylvia plath book but i got in another argument with my parents [not really with my dad] and practically went into sensory overload so i went in my room and scrolled through ed related things on reddit. although i just wanted to have a conversation with them.

my dad lets things go easier, but mum tends to start saying ‘maybe you’d be happy if i’m not here’ and stuff like that, which i have never and would never imply to her. it just makes me feel like shit, she acts like i’m not allowed to be mad. and i feel absolutely terrible writing this, especially because of the whole gift thing from earlier, and i know shes probably just stressed, and i love her, but nobody acknowledges that i am too. they never do, whatever i do seems to anger my mum. anyway, i spiralled writing this and i don’t wanna turn it into a complete vent post, so let’s carry on.

i carried on scrolling through reddit until like 8 where i went on a walk with all of my family [which we haven’t done in at least a year]. didn’t get off to a good start because the second i walked outside my sister dropped her phone on our rock driveway and smashed her phone to pieces.

she was arguing about paying for the damage up until we got to the park when she went back home with my dad. me and my mum carried on walking while we did would you rather because anything else was starting an argument. we ended up doing so right before we got home but at least i walked for an hour today, i wish it’d been more though. also at one point she asked me if i was questioning my gender like WHAT?? why didn’t i take the opportunity to tell her ffs.. when i got home i obviously said hi to boris and then scrolled on twitter for a bit.

one of my acquaintance’s [i call anyone my age that i know that, because i know people, but they’re not nice to me whatsoever, we don’t hang out, they bully me, i don’t consider them a friend etc] was being their usual self again. i try everything i can to politely escape them/avoid them but i just don’t know how. id feel bad cutting contact with no explanation but if i told them all the disgusting things they do they’d deny it. but i know i have to at some point, they’re such a bad person and i’m tired of putting up with them.

anyway, i feel like i seem like a bitch for not liking them, and the problem in every scenario i’ve written about today so let me know if anyone actually reads this and wants to know what makes her such a bad person. after seeing that i listened to some evanescence and i was just about to put on my fight club dvd i got from a bootsale a while ago when my dad said he was ready for me to ask questions about boris soon so i went up to their room.

we actually didn’t argue tonight because i was able to get on with it quite quickly so i did my teeth and said goodnight to boris around 3. he again started purring before id even started stroking him, he’s so precious. also went over my cals by like 60 today so that sucks

have a good day/night -_<

[rosetheocto]

Hey! If you'd be open to it, I was interested in hearing your thoughts on any Failtopia pairings that you particularly enjoy and the reasons you do? Whether they be platonic or romantic-

YESSSS I HAVE AN EXCUSE TO YAP ABOUT CHARACTER INTERACTIONS YWUAJSJEJJEJR!!! OKAY!! So idk how put together this is since there is a mix of my typing when I’m super tired + typing when I just woke up so I’m praying that what I’m saying makes sense LMAO. TLDR: I really like failtopia’s characters

So starting off with what is probably the most popular dynamic in this series: Bo and Erica!! To say they’ve both Gone Through It is an understatement, and them both finding comfort and safety in each other is amazing to me!! Like. Erica’s had so many people die on her and the reaction to finding out that was nearly impossible to lose Bo was just. Flawless. Can’t believe Dan improvised that. And Bo was sent to just kill Mar and work for Screamith but Erica was pretty much the start to her letting her true self shine and developing an actual attachment to The Incident!! It’s so awesome how Dan has wrote them. we love our gay level 6 “friendship” girlbosses ‼️‼️

Mar and Orion have also gone through a handful of things before the series begins, and the relationship they develop as the series progresses is pretty dang interesting! as much as the fandom focus on EriBo as a romantic thing, more people need to talk about how Mar has explicitly shown he has a crush on Orion. MULTIPLE TIMES. The idea of Orion opening up to Mar after he lost his wife and Mar opening up to Orion after his time as the Dark Curse and AGGHH I love these two so much and the way they interact every time they’re on screen is amazing. old man yaoi

I imagine C!Failboat and Erica as exes. like they dated for like a week and were both mutually like “that was awful let’s just stay friends”, They had a bunch of small interactions together (especially in S1) and I like them being friendly towards each other, Erica finding a friend in C!Fail was a pretty good step for her arc! I also think the idea of C!Fail and Erica being childhood friends in non-Miitopia AUs very intriguing!! Any content of those two interacting (that isn’t romantic) is always a nice thing to see!

Taking a break from the more popular relationships/friendships in this series, we have Deko and Joker!! For two characters that barely interact in canon there’s a lot you can do with them! They’re just two anime boys trying to survive in this weird party. I have a lot of thoughts on them but I just can’t form it aghahajsjjs but the main one is that they aren’t alone in what they’re going through, and no matter what backstory you use for Joker it still has a lot of potential!! I’m sure people can explain this one better than I can I just really like this rarepair!! while on the topic of Joker, shoutouts to his friendship with Lanc!! You can’t convince me Joker didn’t have a crush on them. Just watch their interactions in Karkaton and you’ll probably get what I mean lmaoo

I just need to mention the sisters!! even if they aren’t sisters by blood, Chi and Erica both have the energy! Chi being the thing that really gets Erica out of her “I hate everything” phase in both seasons needs to be talked about more. They bring out the best in each other I swear,, again I promise I can talk about them more my brain just isn’t giving me the words rn, but I think Gnome explains it best!

While on sibling dynamics, Bill and Shrimp is so great to me. Like. Bill helping Shrimp out not only because he likes her music, but also out of the genuine kindness of his heart is so sweet to me!! They’re so nice every time they’re on screen together and it’s fun to see them battling by each other’s sides!! plus the matching outfits in the finale was also a great touch :]

I’ve mentioned these two before, but Bill and Chi are criminally underrated imo. Like. They’re the only members of the Incident who have just recently turned 18, Chi’s literally Bill’s mentor after he changed jobs, and their dynamic is just so fun to work with!! Bill’s more mature and ‘normal’ while Chi is Chi and will set things on fire For Science and I think scenarios where they’re together are really fun to come up with!! Same with Shrimp and Chi!! The sister dynamic they have is also super underrated, like they’re a Fire and Water duo!! I think there’s a lot of things you can do there :0

look I am more than aware these two have never interacted but that’s cuz Dan is a COWARD and knows that Bo and Lanc being in the same room would lead to so much mayhem lmaoo. Out of everyone in The Incident (apart from Chi obviously) I see Lanc getting along with Bo the best! a lot of stuff I have for them is pretty based on fanon but you can’t tell me they wouldn’t gossip about the lastest drama with the party and the outside world. I swear they’re besties, they relate to each other, just hear me out. I also think Rose and Bo can be great friends and they really have a LOT in common!! Princess who faked their whole identity gang ‼️‼️

I love Erica and Rose just being each other’s biggest hater, it’s my favorite thing ever. it’s canon that Rose only shows off for Erica to prove to her that she’s better than her and that’s amazing to me. They’re both just so done with each other lmaoo (also the headcanon of them each other’s gay awakenings is perfect)

I think Friend and Mar interactions could be cool!! Like for starters they had some pretty huge connections to Hank they could bond over. also I find Mar being canonically a demon mixed with the headcanon of Friend being an angel very fun!! I also think Friend and Erica could be fun to see, especially with Erica’s past as a Cleric!! shared jobs and trauma!!

Mar and literally any FailFleet member can be funny I think, like we already have the Neksdor Three obviously, but I think an ACTUAL Bob and Mar reunion will lead to someone getting beat up lol, everyone in the S1 Squad would all have very different view points on if Mar deserves to be forgiven or not, or if he’s a good leader, etc. and I think that there should be more done with that!!

Orion’s friendship with the rest of The Incident is also a very important part of why the party is the way it is!! There’s absolutely characters with awful relationships to their dads, fathers that are barely around, or just never had a parental figure at all. I LOVE that Orion was able to fill that void for those party members, and he does a damn good job at it too!! And of course the parallels he has with Erica is great, both are stubborn warriors with a lot of baggage, but also have a lot of differences, like their views on stuff like becoming a healer!! Orion being like a mentor to Erica is great. also shoutouts to Slapo, we love her. I think her interacting with other members of The Incident is also something that’s needed more!!

Speaking of fathers, scenes with Chat and C!Fail are downright hilarious! Chat’s insanity mixed with C!Fail’s attitude always leads to some crazy thing going down! Chat with anyone really is always a treat, since they’re way more than too much to handle most of the time, and seeing how everyone reacts to their shenanigans is always gonna be fun!!

Smuk, Rose, and Bob’s relationship is just perfection. Bob obviously crushing on Rose is so great to see when they have scenes together and Smuk basically proposing to Rose (but not really) with that ring is also cool!! And of course we gotta mention Smuk and Bob’s bromance in Greenhorne, those two were inseparable a lot of the time I swear, I love them a lot, I’m praying if we get S3 we have those three come back (along with Petunyawn)

Deko’s friendship with both Chi and Lanc is vital to his arc!! Similar to Erica, he had gone through quite a lot before S1 and traveling with them got him to warm up to them and helped him get better control of his powers!! Lanc and Chi being absolute goofsters while Deko has no energy is VERY amusing!! also Deko, someone who was experimented on, being paired up with two soon-to-be scientists is vile lmaoo, why do you do this Dan /pos

SPEAKING OF THOSE SCIENTISTS!! If you thought I wasn’t gonna bring up Lanchi at all then you’re wrong. These two. These two are my everything. They’re undoubtedly my OTP!! There is quite a handful of canon evidence (in both seasons!) that point to Something going on between them!! I’d list them all out rn, but imma save that for another time, so I’ll just stick to saying everything I like about them!! The way Lanc and Chi just bounce off each other is insane. I swear they can read each other’s minds sometimes, they actually just share a braincell!! Lanc being all nervous in the Finale and Chi comforting them,, and ofc Chi being inspired by Lanc to switch jobs in S2 is just GAHAJJJJW I LOVE THEM!! They’ve been living rent free in my head since 2021 and I can’t get them out even if I tried!! EVERY SINGLE INTERACTION they have can be read as romantic. I refuse to believe they’re just friends lmaoo

[taran-chan]

Okay I know its after Christmas but I have to ask for this for science… Number 9 but it’s Thena pegging Gil. I would DIE FOR THIS thank u very much lmaoo

Alright, okay! Finally! Here we go! VERY NSFW, please process it carefully. Just a warning, this is the first time I write something like this and it looked better and sexier in my head but here goes nothing.

9. “You take me so well.”

[Cafe AU]

It starts with a late-night discussion. Gil has closed his shop for the day and they sit down for a nightcap on his sofa. Somehow, the subject falls into sexual fantasies. Thena, a bit tipsy and feeling rather wild, snuggles into his chest and says - half joking and half serious - that she thought about them doing it in the movie theater.

“We were there just last week,” he muses.

“We were,” she agrees, booping his nose.

“Did you think about it then?”

“Of course,” she says, matter-of-factly.

“How?” Now he’s curious.

She taps her forefinger to her lips, “We’d make out, then you’d slip a hand under my dress, telling me to keep looking at the screen. And you– Gil!”

“Hmm?” He looks up from kissing along her neck.

“You’re not listening,” she chides, pinching his love handle. That’s just her excuse to slip her hand under his sweater to feel his skin, but he doesn’t need to know that.

“I am listening,” he has the nerve to pout, “I tell you to keep looking at the screen, and?”

“Uh-uh, I’m done for now,” she shakes her head, “It’s your turn.”

If she’s honest with herself, she’s been curious about this for a while. What does a sweet, wholesome man like Gil have for his sexual fantasies? She’s excited, if not a little nervous, to find out.

Gil swallows and gnaws at his lower lip. She can tell that he’s shy by the red of his ears and the way he constantly rubs at his nose, but he also doesn’t want to lie or brush her off. Thena smiles, taking his hand to stop his fidgeting.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it,” she gives him an assuring smile. She’s never known to be patient, but she’s learning it from him.

“No, I-I want to,” he admits.

“You can trust me,” she says, reaching up to kiss his cheek, “And you know, maybe I would be down for it.”

“Y-Yeah?” Even his neck is growing a deep shade of red.

She waits.

“Well, this just occurred to me recently, but I think I want to try…anal sex.”

Thena has to strain her ears to hear him. The room suddenly feels hot and she squirms in his arms. She has never tried it with anyone, but she certainly could entertain that fantasy for Gil. The few times that he touched her there, it felt amazing.

“Gil, many people want to try that,” she begins, “You don’t have to feel insecure…”

“No, but…” He cuts in before she gets to finish, “You’re the one who…do it to me.”

Oh.

“You want to be pegged?” She asks.

He buries his face into her neck and nods. She can almost see the steam coming off the top of his head. So adorable. She has heard about it, and from what she knows, it gives great pleasure. And if there’s anyone who deserves it, it’s her Gilgamesh. Just that thought makes her want to groan.

She hugs him back, dropping kisses to his hair, “Okay.”

“What?” He lifts his head up from her shoulder, his eyes look like two flying saucers.

“We can perform your fantasy.”

“N-Now?” He stammered. Thena has to bite her lips to stop herself from chuckling at the hint of somewhat excitement in his voice.

“No, baby,” she says, moving to straddle his lap, “When I peg you, you’ll be stone-cold sober.”

His moan is cut short by her tongue sticking down his throat.

★

The next couple of days, she starts researching it, looking up step by step on how to peg a man as good as possible. And like the serious researcher she is, she does it thoroughly as if it was a case file. After telling him about douching and lubrication, she pulls him to sit down with her and look through the strap-on choices. He said he wanted that specifically and not a dildo when she pressed him. Kingo and Phastos choose the wrong moment to step into Gil’s apartment without knocking. Kingo stares at the way his boss slams her laptop shut while the Eternal’s chef pushes the papers they’ve been reading off the coffee table, he doesn’t have to see what it is about to guess the concept of what they were discussing.

“Not a word,” he says on the way out. Phastos is already left, “We didn’t see anything. We do not need to know what is going on. We’ll be back later and we’ll all agree that this didn’t happen.”

The door clicks shut before Thena and Gil sigh.

“We’ll continue at my place,” she says as they gather their documents.

And it’s her bedroom where they are going to try out Gil’s fantasy for the first time. She takes his hand and leads him inside. They’re eager to take off each other’s clothes, but when she tries to push him down on her bed, he maneuvers them and instead she finds herself sitting on the mattress with her legs thrown over his shoulder, him kneeling at the foot of the bed.

“Gil, tonight is about you,” she protests half-heartedly, already panting as he nibbles up her inner thigh.

“Oh, you have no idea how much pleasure I get from doing this,” he grins before pressing his tongue against her pussy and making her see stars. She gasps for air, throwing her head back as she comes into his mouth, one of her hands claws at his back and the other grips the sheet so tightly her nails nearly rip through it.

He puts his chin on her lap, looking at her with a satisfied expression even when she hasn’t even touched him. His mouth is still slick with her arousal. Thena reaches out and cups his cheek.

“Get on the bed and wait here,” she demands.

“Yes, my lady.”

He doesn’t bother to hide his lustful moan when she reappears at the bathroom door, wearing her new strap. He pulls her closer, peppering kisses to her belly as she runs her hands through his hair.

“Lie back,” she says.

Gil moves upward and lies on the pillows, basking in the scent of her shampoo. She smears the lube on her hand, then gets in between his legs. She swoops down to kiss him deeply, coaxing him to relax. His muscles ripple under her fingers and he jolts slightly when he feels the cool fluid she rubs on his rectum. She uses her other hand to pinch his nipples and he moans, pressing his head deeper into the pillows.

“So beautiful.”

“Thena, please.”

She slips one finger inside, slowly and evenly moving in and out.

“I need you to tell me if I’m hurting you.”

“No, it feels good,” he croaks, then after a pause, “More.”

Her second and then third fingers go in, loosening him up easily with a lot of lubrication and soon enough she’s pumping him with a steady speed. Gil is pressing the back of his hand against his mouth, trying desperately and unsuccessfully to stifle his obscene sounds. His rock-hard cock points upward deliciously, his pleasure lies solely in her hands. She’s never felt so powerful.

She withdraws her hand and he looks like he’s about to cry from the sudden emptiness. The reaction almost makes her lose her mind, she chases away the urge of entering him all at once and just presses the head of the cock at his asshole.

“Ready?”

He looks up at her predator smile and just spreads his legs wider. Thena tosses her hair out of her face and leans forward, grabbing at his hips. She watches in rapture as the cock disappears into him. Just as it reaches his prostate, he comes with a shout, shooting all over his belly. She keeps still, waiting for him to catch his breath. She can feel her arousal leaking out of the strap as he reaches for her blindly, and they both moan the moment he realizes the cock is still inside him.

“You take me so well,” she grins as she kisses him indulgently, letting his hands roam over her.

“You feel so good,” he manages, finding it harder and harder to form coherent words. He’s getting hard again and he knows she can feel it too, because she begins to thrust, growling back at every sound he makes.

He starts meeting her thrust by thrust, the length of the dildo messaging his prostate over and over. His chest is flushed red, it’s his turn to gasp for air. Tears are falling freely from the corner of his eyes, not because he’s in pain but because it’s just too overwhelming. He isn’t aware of what he’s saying anymore, the only thing in his mind is Thena’s cock slamming into him.

“I like you saying my name,” she drapes over him, sneaking her hand down to wrap around his cock and stroking it firmly.

“Thena, Thena,...” he whimpers, “I’m coming, I’m—”

“Come for me.”

And he falls again, writhing and thrashing in what must be the biggest orgasm he’s ever had in his life. His vision blurs and some conscious part of his mind just understands why they call this “the little death”. His entire body feels like liquid and he sinks deeper into the mattress. It’s her touch that brings him back, petting his hair gently and purring. She’s lying on top of him, her strap has been taken off. She rubs her nose against his when he opens his eyes, and her smile is radiant.

“Hi.”

“Hi,” he rasps, his throat is dry from all the screaming. He hopes they won’t get noise complaints from her neighbours.

“You okay?”

“Never better.”

“So,” she traces the laugh lines on his face, “How did your fantasy play out?”

“Well, because it was you, it’s even better than I imagined,” he lifts his head to kiss her, “But I wished I could make you come at least once more, you really blew my mind.”

Thena giggles, settling for a more comfortable position in his arms, “Later, Gil. I’m satisfied now.”

“Later then,” he promises.

“And look, darling, you made a mess on my bed,” she teases before throwing her blanket over them.

“No, you and your cock did that.”

[hekateinhell]

I wake up and the first thing I see is VC but make it Grey’s Anatomy!!! It’s gotta be an absolute ho down in there. I feel like this is one of those instances where Nicky could be included? If you’re capitalizing on Lestat’s perpetual optimism and his ability to make people feel good about themselves, give them back hope, etc., I feel like Nicky could either be one of his patients or some kind of intern following Lestat around and slowly falling for him. Also pediatrician Louis!! and this 5 y/o orphan patient of his he grows increasingly fond of. He’s overall excellent with kids but he does have a soft spot her. Also living for Armand’s Rowan Mayfair era! Cold, seemingly detached surgeon who’s the best at his job even if no one can quite make him open up. Maybe Louis and Bianca could be his confidants as he slowly learns to be more of a person. He’s gotta be sneaking around with that anesthesiologist in the dl tho, and Armand goes on and on about it just being sex, no feelings attached, it’s just their way of decompressing after a long day, but he’s just fooling himself. Also lmaoo at Marius being the chief of medicine 💀 he’s had to have fucked everyone at least once. Except Santino ofc who talks shit about him to anyone who’ll listen. There’s gotta be room for Gabrielle too because if someone gives bitchy doctor vibes it’s her but let me think. Anyhow I love this sm!!! xoxo yours truly dungeon anon

I feel like I literally stood in front of the mirror saying Blood Mary, because @apoptoses and I were in a tizzy just now about everything

I totally wanted to factor Nicki in! Either as a patient or as a reason why Lestat got into the profession.

Omg Louis and his Claudia patient 😭 Maybe he adopts her as a single dad once she gets better (this is a soap opera I can do what I want).

Armand is absolutely sneaking around with the anesthesiologist on the dl, but also everyone else. The rest of the staff now knows to knock on all the supply closets and on-call rooms before entering. No idea what the ending Armand ship would be though, so I stay stressed! (I want him getting spanked bloody over the therapist's couch before every major operation lol I'm conflicted).

Marius has fucked all of them once, the residents "joke" about it being an initiation. Everyone except Louis who just stared him down until Marius made an excuse and scrambled away saying he had to go meet his wife (Pandora, chief of staff).

Gabrielle... Head of obstetrics? Imagine Gabby delivering your baby LMAO 😭😭

[minkkumaz]

omi hiiii

pls dont judge me HAHAH

so every night when my insomnia hits (basically every night) i imagine getting hugged to sleep by woonhak and other little woonhak scenarios (i get lonely in school) and IT HELPS YOU SHOULD TRY

soooo i did get some ideas but they always turned out bad and now its in the bin :( i thought you were the perfect person to ask though so here are my thoughts!

if woon is an idol

he’d get upset if you wait for him because he comes home later

he’d definitely start whining HAHAH

but i also think that he will need some pushing to wash up because he just wants to cuddle you (😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️)

after making him wash up he’d be fast and jump into bed (hes such a baby 😭)

then hed insist on spooning you. (it doesnt go well he shifts around a lot due to his slight sleep deprivation)

if woon is a student too (older than you)

he’d be home slightly later due to the different class times

his first instinct is to give you a back hug while you’re working on your homework (ahhh yes i definitely am not supposed to be doing research on earthquakes right now)

he’d always help wherever he can with his knowledge of classes

at the end of the day, he would make you a late night snack and afterwards hed trap you in his arms and hug you like a giant teddy bear

then you’ll fall asleep immediately

if woon is a student too (same age)

he’d wait for you in your classroom after school ends

he’d take you home on his bike

then hed make you dinner (just meat)

you had to add some veggies HAHAH

then in the end like all the rest he was cuddled up next to you

i unfortunately cant come up with more sooo HELP ME OMI ILYSM

hihi! i don't think you're weird at all LOL i also imagine little scenarios with my biases before i sleep to help me get well rest:3

i think your thoughts are super cute, you shouldn't bin them!

- woon definitely wouldnt want you to stay up late for him, but he secretly gets super blushy about it! he always rants jae's ear off talking about how sweet of a s/o you are for staying up for him!

- he also just wants all the cuddles imaginable (he would say crushing you is your punishment for staying late for him, but he just wants an excuse to love you)

- omg and woon wanting to help with studies is so similar to the drabble i just made for him, so i totally agree!

- if he gave me back hugs id immediately fold and become an academic weapon

- TAKING ME HOME ON HIS BIKE HAS ME GASPING FOR AIR HES SO FUCKFOFNFN sorry i got a little out of hand there

- like just you hugging onto his back while he talks about his day

- but him having just meat is so real LMAOO i need some veggies with my food ><

im a little slow rn so i cant come up with many other ideas, but i elaborated on yours:) have a good day sunlight!!

[obsessedwiththedragonprince]

Se4 ep5 thoughts

I am backk. Didn't really have time these last days but here i am.

As much as I'm interested in the main plot and Aaravos' era incoming, i first need to know what happened in the camp after architect put out the fire.

Honestly such a beautiful funeral? Simple and tranquil.

Rayla u can't come back after two years and act like nothing happened! I mean i know she says how much things changed but she really hurt him.

Our boy is cryingg. Random but we haven't really got an answer on whether she was unbanished? Also I need to see some Ethari. Like now.

I really like that even tho Soren is a comic relief most of the time, they didn't make him dumb.

I kinda don't get why Viren got so desperate to practically beg that creature? Only excuse i can find is his fascination and obsession with magic. Otherwise they just did it for comic relief I'm sure is coming. I just feel it. Building it up and then an anticlimactic 'surprise'.

Yep. There it is. Viren just being tired of their shit is so funny to me. He didn't ask to be brought back. Can't he just go back to being dead in peace?

I really liked Soren-Zubeia bonding moment. So cute?? And she appreciates his wit!

Ahhhh what happened with the elf??? From the camp? The arhitect is hurt okay but. Aaaa. Imagine just. Being him. And believing that your mother's spirit/soul is lost forever. I want answers! Also Amaya-Gren moments are always so wholesome i love them.

Dunno why but it's surprising to see Zubeia as an active figure. I feel like those in power are often shown as these really passive figures. Idk.

Lmaoo I'm loving these guardians/doormen or whatever they are. 'We accept your argument.'

Their guide is really givin me gollum vibes from Hobbit. Viren's exasperation continues.

'Infuriate him and...' 'You'll probably die.'

Love how Soren connects with everyone he spends two minutes with. I have a hunch which may be completely wrong but that this hole is the entrance?

We're back to the camp! Yayyy! Where. Is. The. Elf. That's literally all I'm asking for.

Soren being observant about people's emotions? Yes. Giving advice? I feel sth anticlimatic coming again. His lecturing reminded me of Zuko's silver sandwich.

Aren't they trying to lay low? A campfire? Really?

O.M.G. yes. It's not always just love trouble (even tho it's that also). Another PTSD moment. Honestly when he said 'You know, when he took over my whole body and used me like a puppet,' sounded like he was talking to every screenwriter ever. One of those posts on here or insta or just anywhere ranting about how there are consequences and ptsd after stuff like this.

Wish it lasted longer tho.

I kinda hope this lil dragon adopts Soren. He deserves his own animal companion.(did u notice everyone has one? Like Rayla has that monkey-y thingy which i shamefully forgot the name of, Ezran has Zym and regretfully passed Bait to Callum which not okay you can have two animals and share love equally?)

Oh Soren is captureddd. Myb thrown into the hole/may-be-entrance-hunch-thingy?

Do these drangons have like rattlesnake tail horns/antlers?

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

2x19 of FBI (only watching for ms. hailey upton)

bro

that starting??

scared the ever-loving shit out of me

it was so graphic???

what for??

why??

oooo

haileyyyy

my girl looks so GOOD

i don't understand how its possible for someone to look that pretty

i don't

its not fair

this OA guy is kinda...

he’s um...

idek him at ALL

and im kinda

*debby ryan hair tuck*

*clears throat* anyways

he’s also really tall???

how tall is this actor???

BRO THE ACTOR IS 6′ 5″(1.96m)???

WHAT

UM

IM FIVE FOOT ZERO

WHAT THE FUCK

moving on

the guy who made the hamilton reference???

love him

don't even know his name

love him

20 seconds into their partnership and its not going well

hailey immediately calling him out and then acting casual by saying ‘which car? this one?’ 

OA being extremely awkward and trying to justify??

not rlly sure how i feel about that

‘any observations?’

‘pizza’s too thin. it’s like a cracker with sauce on it. just tryna keep it real.’

heR SMILE AFTER SHE SAYS THAT IS SO BEAUTIFUL

and also

that’s such a chicago thing to say LMAOO

and then OA’s face of ‘ah, well, um. o-okay? what do i do now?��

‘it’s a new york thing’

‘it felt like a cop vs fed thing’

‘what's that supposed to mean?’

‘you think youre better than us.’

*cackling*

OA LOOKS LIKE HES ASKING FOR HELP

im loving how blunt hailey is and we’re only 4 minutes into the episode

his impressed face after hailey says ‘sikh’ is fantastic

my girl is so lovely

ofc the indian victim is top of his class and in america to pursue engineering

not rlly sure if im reading into it but eh

not rlly liking the stereotypes

but then again

hes the victim

we don't rlly need too much of his backstory

this lady talking to professor is really pretty???

mY GOD SHES BEAUTIFUL

i don't even know her name

but she's absolutely stunning

is the professor involved in this??

why do i feel like he is???

frank prichard?

more like frank PRICKard amiright?

OA’s ‘excuse me’ in that low voice??? SEGGSY

also

frank

you can go jump off a cliff

hailey lowkey looking like she wants to shoot him is a mood bc SAME

oh, he's got pictures of the ones he thinks are “suspicious” (note the sarcasm)

yea

im not at all pissed off

both OA and hailey shooting him a death glare???

*chefs kiss*

the embodiment of bisexual panic actually

‘he’s an indian. not an arab’

‘kinda the same thing right?’

no tf its not

and if you don't shut your whore mouth, frank

im gonna pull out your teeth, one by one

hailey’s authoritative ‘NOW’

oh

my

god

ma’am

im not strong enough

that was so...

*slowly gets on knees*

hailey stepping closer and threatening frank is doing something to me

frank looking up at OA and being met with an extremely sexy death stare??

we love it

im already loving this partnership

‘do you understand?’

MAAM PLEASE

THIS IS TOO MUCH

also

i love seeing frank nearly piss his pants

their slight banter is great

they could be besties

i want them to be besties

hailey saying FBI gave me shock

didn't expect to hear that

‘thirty-years-old, male, likes to party’

*hailey nodding as if that gives a lot of information’

how the hell does she shove him??

dude’s a fuckin mountain of pure muscle

how??

OA lowkey sounds like jay tho

like his voice and jay’s are rlly similar to me

HAILEY CASUALLY JUMPING OVER THE CAR???

MISS MA’AM

THIS ENTIRE EPISODE IS JUST GONNA BE ME THIRSTING OVER HAILEY, ISN’T IT???

why did the ‘oh. okay. cool. you’re welcome.’ make me laugh?

OA looks like he wants to shake hailey by the shoulders and ask her what her deal is

‘so the neighbors loved him’

‘exactly’

i love how FBI (from what I can tell) is more humorous than chicago pd even tho the FBI is supposed to be more strict than cpd

this woman

the same woman that talked to the professor

is so

P R E T T Y

how is everyone in this show so attractive??

its not fair

im tryna watch for the plot

and yet

im getting distracted

hailey looks fine as fuck in all black

her smug little ‘i think i can do that’ makes me nervous for what she's about to do

‘kiss my ass, blondie’

bro’s got no idea what he’s started

Hailey looking over to OA and silently asking for permission to go batshit crazy??

love to see it

OA’s smile when hailey makes the threat

it’s great

i want them to be besties

really

i need it actually

who is this maggie

is this who hailey is ‘replacing’ in this episode??

wait

are they dating??

cuz OA’s face looks a bit lovestruck

hailey immediately caught onto their relationship

i know it

the look on her face said everything

she’s relating it to her and jay

oh he’s definitely in love with maggie

its obvious

this girl that hailey’s questioning??

i think she knows something

her responses are too fake

hailey can sense it too, im pretty sure

oh my god

there's another dead body

oh no

its the roommate??

isn't it??

oh wait

its not

hailey taking charge

as much as i love the idea of sergeant halstead

sergeant upton has a better ring to it

*shrugs*

just saying

ohhh

there's the roommate

OA and hailey

again

being the best duo

its so funny to me how its only been a little more than half of an episode and im already invested in these characters

I FUCKIN KNEW THAT LADY WAS INVOLVED

I KNEW IT

oh wait

is that a wedding ring on OA’s hand???

it looked like one

ive rewinded that part five times

i still can't tell if its a wedding ring or not

I  K N E W  I T

SHES INVOLVED

this interrogation room is so dark and lowkey scaring me

‘he’s a good person’

ma’am, please

your boyfriend may have killed two people

gimme a break

‘you don't know him like i do’

it’s giving ‘i can fix him’ vibes

‘in love’

‘more like dumb love’

‘what’s the difference’

hailey’s in her feels about jay

i know it. i knOW IT. I KNOW IT.

hailey

whatre you gonna do

don't do anything stupid

hailey

hailey

please

oh my gOD

the dAD

things just escalated real quick

irrelevant and SO not the moment but hailey looks so good in that lighting

ms. upton taking the lead

something i love to see, honestly

shE LOOKS SO GOOD

IM SO FUCKIN DISTRACTED

SHE LOOKS SO G O O D

TW: ABUSE, ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP, GASLIGHTING. IF YOU ARENT COMFORTABLE, SKIP UNTIL YOU SEE THE NEXT BOLDED PART.

oh shit

it’s an abusive relationship

oh no

hailey

oh poor girl

poor hailey

she can't have a break can she??

not even on a different show

she needs to suffer

why must they do this

its hurting me

her past with her father always kills me

very casual OA

questioning her

so so casual

bro’s so blunt it’s funny

and then he realises that what he said isn't appropriate and apologies

he so sweet

hes like a giant teddy bear

in case it wasn’t clear

i hate lucas reed

with every fibre of my being

he’s an abusive asshole

and srsly???

dude!!

STOP BEING SUCH A SELFSH ASS

harper’s strong

i feel so bad for her

agh

the gaslighting

no

i...

just no

BRO JUST SNATCHED THE BAG

NO REMORSE

NONE

OH MY GOD

CONGRATULATIONS YOU MADE IT THROUGH. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN ALWAYS ASK FOR HELP. I LOVE YOU. STAY SAFE.

HARPER’S GONNA GET SHOT ISNT SHE

oh thank god

oh poor harper

thiS IS SO EMOTIONAL

it’s funny to me how OA has to literally bend his head all the way down in order to get into the car

the impressed look on OA’s face plus his cute little ‘okay, chicago’ is something to live for

hailey being super casual about it as if she didn’t impress literal FBI agents

we love a humble queen

who’s gonna make the drop?

is it gonna be harper??

they can't leave the poor girl alone, can they???

oh god

this is gonna make me cry

im super nervous for this

harper

you got this

not liking this dude

don't use the nicknames man

don't do it

its disgusting

OA is close to freaking out bc of hailey

the look on his face says, ‘you better know what youre doing’

nopenopenopenopenope

stay the hell away from her

stop being creepy

YES HARPER

YOU GOT IT

hailey’s smile

it is absolute happiness

im in love

i could live off of photos of her smiling, i swear

OH MY GOD

WHAT THE FUCK

IS SHE DEAD????

oh god

oh thank god

i thought she was dead

i swear to fucking god

OA sounds E X A C T L Y like jay

haileyyyy

my loveee

OA and hailey friendship 

their banter

we love to see it

hailey stop being humble

bro

do we not get to see them become besties????

like???

WE COULDVE AT LEAST HEARD THE REASON WHY HE BECAME A FED

oh god

im gonna binge watch this series, aren't i?

[elevatormusic]

my first reactions with zero context: only friends ep 8

immediately no

correct it is not right go tell them

girl. i hate this friend group saying they’re each others friends bc they’re all so shitty to each other

also?? why are you so worried about mew but never ray?? like babe he’s your friend too tf??

i beg of all of them to not be friends at the end of this show

wrong

true she’s the best

nooo baby

i know the fuck you’re not coming to talk to him

tell him no

also i do not like the shirt ray is wearing and it’s distracting me

you’re dating mew now dog?? you shouldn’t need an excuse anymore?? hello

run sand run away please

facts

you’re too good of a person i stg

i don’t understand what ray expected here lmao

no.

YES KING SET YOUR BOUNDARIES

you’re fucking joking bruh

man fuck you

he really won’t but also i want him to leave you alone so yes tell him that shit

dog you have no right. all you’ve done is treat him like shit

huh? why make drama for them? they aren’t even a big part of this show??

okay but tbh it’s not like ray is making this man do that shit? mew asked him for it

he’s really not in your way just move him lol

sir you do drugs idk how you can say that with a straight face

are you tho

fair tho

also fair

lmaoo i forgot he was actually in school still 😭

why’s he sitting like that tho💀 it looks so uncomfortable

ray’s kinda dumb huh

he very much made it clear to you already

tell his ass

say no sand i stg

straight up he saved your ass why should he do community service with you

ask your boyfriend???????

*shouting approval* *my dog jumped i’m sorry to her*

don’t let him manipulate you

“hanging out with ray so much” as if he wasn’t best friends with him this entire time? he literally hung out with him the most out of the friend group

well he’s not lol

cute

old people? you’re like 3 years older shut up

lick????? is this wrong translation? is this a real saying in thailand?

oh is he about to fuck up that relationship too?

me too bestie

yes.

again not saying ray isn’t toxic normally but like he’s not the one asking mew to do all this

don’t want a band anymore. bc he’s cutting you off lmao

what do you mean? why did he invite ton? and top? is he about to take his revenge there?

oh my that sound was awful

oh he went right for actual drugs

king he did not pick you. he’s using you

“someone i should love” but you don’t actually love him

hated that

told you

so he didn’t invite him? then who invited ton?

this is lowkey extremely overboard behavior just because his boyfriend cheated on him my god

he never once messed with your freedom please stop embarrassing yourself

oh god stop what the fuck

hold on what’s it got to do with sand if nick went? did he drag him there?

a queer icon okay sand i see you

mans said hurry up so i can leave

oh my god the mustache is so bad

LETS GO MY BI REPRESENTATION

what the fuck ray let the man kiss a fellow bisexual

why should he? he. doesn’t. want. to. be. your. friend.

this poor guy

annoyed sand is back baby. the world is healing

dude!!!! what the fuck

i didn’t think it was possible for ray to get more toxic but here we are

yes get mad at him

hit him sand

interesting that he’s finally admitting he has feelings for him at this point in time

HELL YEAH HELL FUCKING YEAH

did he really just ask that? in 2023?

when the worst person you know makes a good point

there’s no way he put his head on his shoulder like that. i know something about to be hurting him after this scene

wait for real?

what are you mad for? you knew that shit from the start

the four of you literally don’t give a shit about each other

thank god. 2 friends down. 2 to go

HA

not top actually saving ray this time that’s kinda funny actually

good i’m glad sand left ray there

[riverstardis]

party pooper:

max and jez waking up in bed together sjskdkfk

it’s alicia’s birthday!

AFSGDHF she asks each of the them separately about the girl they brought home last night because she claims to have heard “noises” coming from their rooms

ethan gives alicia a birthday card in his usual awkward manner and then louise says to alicia “wow he’s got it bad” but alicia’s like “nah i’ve already blown it” and then talks about how she’s enjoying being free and single and ethan overhears :(

he tells cal he’s not going to the party because he and alicia aren’t a good match. noo she didn’t even mean that she’s just trying to protect herself because she thinks she’s blown it with the whole shoe vomiting incident😭😭 also cal that was NOT an invitation for you to swoop in!

alicia didn’t invite lily to her party because of the whole bullying thing but lily asks her about it and she says she didn’t think she’d want to come because it’s a fancy dress party and lily says something about fancy dress just being an excuse for “certain type of girl to dress a certain type of way. like a tart” and that just makes alicia double down like “yep you know me”😭😭

high heel in the chest😬😬

gaynor’s back

skskdkkf even gaynor’s clocked ethan and alicia. though tbf she was trapped down a cave with them like 2 days earlier

LMAO iain says max and jez are like an old married couple and they get so offended

skskdkfk louise saying an idea she’s had for alicia’s party to get every guest to pick a song that says something about her. she’s looking at ethan while she says it oh she’s plotting to show alicia that she hasn’t blown it with him. she’s like “we can start with ethan” and looks like she’s challenging him and alicia looks really excited with this whole idea but ethan just says he’s not sure he’s able to come to the party and her face falls soo hard😭😭

cal says everyone will just pick the same song anyway “girls just wanna have fun” which REALLY upsets her and ethan tries to apologise again and she’s like “it’s fine honestly. do not worry about it.”

it’s like a bloody self fulfilling prophecy isn’t it? ethan’s pulling away because he thinks alicia’s not interested, which she’s taking to mean that he’s not interested, which is causing her to pretend like she’s not bothered, which he’s taking as confirmation that she’s not interested😭 it doesn’t help that they have like opposite insecurities so they both wonder why the other would even be interested in them

ethan noticing gaynor’s memory loss :(

lmaoo elle’s messing with jacob after his clinical nurse manager interview because he’s so nervous but she’s refusing to tell him that she knows he’s got it

aw this scene! ethan tells gaynor that he suspects she has early onset dementia and she’s trying to deny it and he’s trying to convince her to get help but she’s like “you don’t understand” and he goes “i know how difficult this is—“ “you know do you? you know how it feel to suspect that your mind is letting you down, your intellect, and your memory, the things that make you who you are, you know nothing about it!” and he’s like “i do, actually”😢😢

she goes really quiet and asks “what do you mean?” and he says “i have huntington’s. it is fine. when i first found out, it was awful, it felt like a sentence, but now that i’ve accepted it, it’s like a second chance, and i grab every opportunity that life throws at me. gaynor, i cannot imagine going through this without the support of my family, my brother. the sooner you tell daniel—“ HE CANT IMAGINE GOING THROUGH IT WITHOUT THE SUPPORT OF HIS BROTHER BHT THEN CAL DIES SO HE HAS TO AND THEN HE GETS THE CHANCE FOR A NEW FAMILY BUT THEN FENISHA DIES TOO😫😫😫😫😫😫 i would like to have some words with whoever was in charge of this

aw poor gaynor :(

lmaoo jez asking max what exactly happened last night

gaynor doesn’t want to tell her husband because “he deserves a wife, not a patient” :((

aw ethan telling alicia “i suspect early onset dementia” “really? she seemed so well today” “yeah, yeah there’s a lot going on that you wouldn’t know just by looking” he’s definitely talking about himself as well as gaynor there :( and he looks really down about it but alicia doesn’t notice “appearances can be deceptive” “something like that, yeah” then she finally looks at him properly and realises he looks upset and asks if he’s sure he’s okay but he shakes it off pretty quickly and says it’s just been a long day.

this is what i was saying in the previous ep with gaynor as well but it’s so weird how they kept having alicia seem to notice that ethan was reacting quite strongly to all this but then nothing ever comes of it???

alicia asks ethan “how do people see me?” “how do you mean?” “like a tart?” “goodness, no! why would you say that?” “max and jez have got a bet to see who can ‘get in’ with me first. i mean, do people actually think i’m that easy?” “no, no, you have a talent for fun, you’re vivacious, there’s no reason to apologise for that. max and jez are punching way above their weight by the way” VIVACIOUS🥺🥺🥺 also this is why she got upset when cal said that everyone would pick ‘girls just wanna have fun’ as the song that represents her

aww ethan orders a load of balloons for alicia’s party🥺

surely it should be a specialist doing gaynor’s dementia assessment?

lmaoo alicia and louise go over to the pub and are surprised to see all the balloons there and alicia asks louise if she did this and she’s like “no but i reckon i know who did” sjdkfjjf literally everyone BUT alicia can see how bad ethan’s got it

she goes back over to the hospital to thank him and ask if she can buy him a drink but he says he’s got a lot of work to finish up and she’s very disappointed but says “okay, well, i just wanted to say thanks anyway. you’re a good… friend” nooo😭

alicia looks so good i am in love. i’d get her balloons too js

lmaoo gaynor was watching them and she goes over to ethan and says “you told me you were grabbing every opportunity” YEAH EXACTLY YOU TELL HIM!

he says “oh, er, i know but… you met daniel a long time before you knew about your illness, i’ve no business drawing alicia into mine”😥😥😥 gaynor says “why don’t you let her make that decision?” exactly!!!

and that’s the same problem he had with fenisha too and it just further highlights just how out of character they were writing him when alicia left because you seriously expect me to believe he would propose to her without telling her???

skdkkfkg max and jez trying again to remember why they woke up naked in bed together and alicia finally puts them out of their misery and tells them it was her and she’s like “let this be a lesson to you both, do not treat me like a piece of meat” and then she’s like “20 quid was it?” and rips a note in half and gives one half to each of them ABSOLUTELY ICONIC AKDKFKKFGK

nooo ethan decides to go to the party after all but then gets a call from neurology asking about his referral for gaynor, if not for that he would’ve got there in time😭😭

lily decides she wants to try and put the past behind her and swaps outfits with the stripper she’d been treating so she has a “fancy dress” costume but of course it’s not actually a fancy dress party :((

oh it’s the anniversary of her father’s death😢😢 iain comforts her and says she’s dressed for a cracking night out and takes her out. so i guess this is where they start to get close?

alicia’s talking to cal but is constantly looking out the window to see if ethan’s changed his mind

nooo ethan walks in right as they kiss FUCK YOU CAL😡😡😡 he leaves again before they see him :((

poor ethan :(

[zepskies]

I knowwww, I'm so damn mean, aren't I? 🤣🤣

But tbf, I did warn everyone this chapter would be a doozy. lmfao (freakin love that Charlemagne gif -> A1 😂)

I'm so glad this chapter was still gripping, despite everyone knowing full well that there's a happy ending here loll. I could never destroy you guys like that after suffering with her and Ben for this long. But the fates of other characters aren't so certain... (Loco though, he's fine. 😂)

Oh I did not forget about Dr. Baker. That bitch had to be taken into custody. SB's DNA destroyed! Muahahaa! With the added benefit of literally pissing on Jon.

Yep, Ben was ultimately responsible for Stan's death, even if he didn't get to deal the final death blow. He got Noir though! Counts for something after he went through with the clone loll. But yeah I knew I had to bring it when it came to the violence level of the show. The moment Maeve jammed that iron rod in Homelander's ear, it gave me nails on a chalkboard shudders.... ughh.

Butcher's fate will be sorted out in the next chapter! As will the reader's...

Yes! They all need to realise how damn much this man cares for the reader.

100% And they're going to get the full picture of that in the next chapter for sure.

Of course Jon tries to get some explanations.

Of fucking course he did. 🙄 But Ben has given her the support she needed to fortify her mind, even if Jon is actually sincere here. It is too little too late, which makes his death difficult for her, on multiple levels. I'm glad you got new perspective from hearing his "reasons." That's exactly what I intended!

See, I had a purpose for introducing Devon and Yvette in the prologue! This was my plan pretty much from the very beginning; to include them here at the end for an added challenge for both the reader and for Ben.

[On Jon's brutal demise.]: I originally just had him getting shot by Noir. But I was like...nah, that's not shocking enough for this show lol. Especially because this Noir is an untamed clone. Literally anything goes now. He's a killing machine without a leash and no thought or remorse. And omgggg you're really spot on with Ben's reaction (next chapter)!

[Ben's save count]: Bless you for keeping track!! 🤣🤣🤣 I have no idea at this point, but 5 feels right! lmaoo But yeah he stays being his cocky self, even in this moment.

This must literally be killing him. He knows the reader is in danger but the only way he can help her is to get through Noir first. Like I know he’s supposed to be a great superhero and virtually indestructible but the guys fought and been blasted with god knows what and he’s still fighting and still be so strong.

In short, this is Ben's ultimate hero test. Part 16 and 17 are basically exploring what "strength" really means -- be it physical strength, or be it strength of the heart. Next chapter is going to test him more emotionally, and the growth of his character up until this point, with the decisions he makes.

I couldn’t quite tell whether this was still the after effects of the blast or whether he was getting better at controlling it.

Thank you for catching that! I meant it as more the latter, but actually could be a bit of both loll.

Excuse me? You did not just do that? Rebar? With all the comments on the similarities between dean and the reader in this you really went there? 🥺 talk about bringing up past trauma 😂

Basically I'm the villain of this story. 🤣🤣🤣 I know, I couldn't help myself. I had to go and give you guys more PTSD along with myself for writing it.

But yeah he's making choices in this chapter, isn't he? Deep down, maybe he's thinking of how disappointed she would be if he didn't try to save Yvette and Devon. And of fucking course he takes note of how she is with Devon. He's making mental notes for later. 😂😂😂

I really loved writing Ben's struggle with Devon though. As much as he "wants" kids, how much experience does he actually have with them? Especially with boys, which he also claims to want so much? Really wanted to showcase the possibilities for him with his own kids.

please god don’t tell me he’s going to go on a self loathing spiral a la Winchester because he promised to protect her and didn’t and is blaming himself for something he couldn’t control 😩😩

I meaaannnnn...... Lol nah, JK. Ben's a bit too selfish inherently to go down too vicious a spiral, a la Dean, but he is going to acknowledge (at least internally) where he's at fault in the situation. As for the reader, we'll get to her in Part 17...

Thank you so much for your lovely comments and compliments as always!! Can't wait until you get to see the next chapter loll. May this coming week fly by!!

Break Me Down - Part 16

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.

Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them…

AN: *Deep inhale, deeper exhale* Okay. You ready? 

Word Count: 5,800 Tags/Warnings: Blood and peril, violence, angst, and yet another cliffhanger. (Last one, I promise!) 

Part 16: Soldier Boy

You fled with Jon, Frank, and Loco to escape the bowels of Vought Tower. 

You all were lucky that the Security & Surveillance room hadn’t been caught in the blast, but on the monitors you had seen it carve through the center of the building like a beam of light. 

You could freak out about that later though. Now you were in flight mode, just trying to survive and evade falling debris and unsteady ground. 

Frank kicked through a locked door on the way to the nearest stairwell. You and Jon made it through, but a huge chunk of debris fell, cutting Loco off from the rest of you. 

You gasped and went to the doorway, trying to see if you could help push it out of the way. But more of the ceiling was still falling and threatened to crush you. Frank pulled you back, even though you knew he was worried too.

“Just go!” Loco said. “I’ll find another way out.”

“Head east,” Jon said. “There’s another stairwell by Human Resources.”

“Vought HR. What a fucking joke,” you couldn’t help but quip. But after Loco took off, you grabbed Frank’s arm and headed down the hall. You could see the “EXIT” sign up ahead. It led to a gray door, where several people were fleeing down the stairs. 

Including Dr. Tonya Baker and three of her guards. 

You and Frank stopped her before the door with your guns raised. Frank killed each guard with precision, while you kept your gun aimed on the good doctor. She raised her hand in wide-eyed surrender, but her other hand held a briefcase. You gestured to it with your gun.

“What’s that? Open it up,” you said. When the doctor hesitated, you pointed the gun back in her face. “Now.”

Gritting her teeth, she obliged you by entering the code that would unlock the briefcase. Jon took it from her and showed you its contents.

There were several files and blue vials of what you assumed were Compound V. However, you noticed three small white containers that weren’t like the rest. They were labeled: Soldier Boy. 

“What are these?” you asked. Dr. Baker was tight-lipped, until you pressed the gun between her eyes. 

“DNA samples,” she answered reluctantly. Your face fell, then hardened into a glare. 

“Well, fuck that,” you said.

With your gun trained on the doctor, you grabbed a glass container and smashed it to the ground, making her flinch. Stale-smelling yellow liquid splattered on the floor, and you realized then what kind of “sample” it must’ve been. Jon grimaced; some of it had splashed onto his shoes.

“Thank you,” he groused. 

“Oh, I’m not done,” you said. And you did the same to the last two containers. You took the briefcase from your father and gave it to Frank. “Take this and Madam Fritz here to the S.A.”

“What are you about to do?” Frank asked, though he took the briefcase from you (and laid a firm hand on Dr. Baker’s shoulder). “I don’t like that damn look in your eye.”

You turned to the scientist. “Did you see anyone else still in the building?”

“A few,” she admitted. “Mostly in the lower floors. Admin, Customer Service, R&D.”

Your eyes flew wide in alarm. Yvette, your friend who worked in Customer Service. She could be trapped down there…

Jon turned to you with a frown. “They only way they’re getting out is when the Fire Department comes to collect the bodies.”

You glared back and raised your gun at him next. 

“Guess who’s going to help me get them out?” You glanced at Frank, who didn’t look pleased. “Don’t make that face. I’ll be fine.”

“The tower’s literally falling apart as we speak!” Jon exclaimed. He tried to push your gun away from his face, but you held it aloft. 

“Move your ass or catch a bullet,” you snapped. “We’re going to Customer Service first.”

Ben continued to fight Black Noir.

He still wanted to cave in Stan Edgar’s skull, and it had the added benefit of giving Butcher and his team the cover they needed to try and escape the tower. That wasn’t in his mind though. He was focused on his two targets. 

He’d grabbed a discarded gun from the floor when he’d gotten back up to his feet. He now used it to shoot Stan in the leg, to stop him from fleeing. The man cried out and went down hard on the newly installed tile. 

Ben raised the gun again to shoot him between the eyes, but Noir stopped him. He grabbed Ben’s arm and hurled him over his shoulder. He landed in the broken shambles of Stan’s desk, and the impact further destabilized the top floor of the building. 

Parts of the ceiling had already begun to break off, and Stan noticed. He tried to drag himself towards the door while Soldier Boy was distracted. Blood trailed after his bleeding leg, but he was determined, fighting for his life. 

In fact, he almost made it. 

But just when he was a mere three feet from the door, a massive panel of the ceiling (along with a silver light fixture), crashed down over him. If the concrete hadn’t crushed his bones, the ceiling light would’ve impaled him—right through his chest. 

Ben watched the scene from where he half-lay on the ground in the rubble. His eyes marginally widened, but then his mouth quirked in satisfaction. One down…

His hand closed over a metal rod, yanking it from a piece of rock and wood, and he got to his feet. When Noir flew at him again, Ben lodged the metal rod deep into his exposed ear. If it had worked for Maeve on Homelander, he’d figured it could work on Noir.

And it did. The supe remained mute, expressionless, but the projectile lodged into his ear canal still made him wince. He clawed at it with shaking hands, trying to get it out. Ben didn’t give him a chance—he drop kicked the other supe into the large glass window.

They’d given this clone Homelander’s strength, but forgot to give him flight, it seemed. Because the supe fell and kept falling off the side of the tower. 

Ben stood there in the center of the destroyed room. 

He panted for breath, only then did he notice his own fatigue. His limbs felt heavy, and it nearly buckled his knees. He forced himself to stay upright. Ben would never admit it, but whatever than gun had blasted him with, it did a number on him. 

Ignoring how his hand shook, he raised it to his ear. 

“Stan Edgar’s dead,” he said. “So is Noir, probably. I’m headed down.”

Hughie helped Butcher to the van in the garage, but he stopped short. An ex-military-looking guy was walking toward him with a briefcase in hand, and leading a doctor in a lab coat with the other. 

“It’s you!” M.M. recognized him with a sharpening gaze. “From the airport. You’re one of Soldier Boy’s men.”

Frank gave the doctor over to M.M., informing them that you had asked him to put Dr. Baker into custody. At the mention of your name, Annie’s eyes widened.

“Oh my God, she’s still in there!” she said. She turned on her comm and called your name. “Where the hell are you?”

“Uh…little busy at the moment,” you replied. 

Predictably, Soldier Boy got on the line next. 

“What? Where the fuck are you?”

Annie grimaced at the man’s tone. But she marveled, because she could hear the depths of his worry for you.

“Still in the tower. Some people are trapped on the second floor,” you replied. Soldier Boy’s growl of frustration came through. 

“Where are you exactly?” he demanded.

“Admin department, second floor,” you told Ben. You were prying open the door to the former when the ground beneath your feet trembled. “Oh shit!”

You needed both hands to stabilize yourself against the wall, but it was Jon who helped you stay upright. And he finished what you started, wrenching open the door and letting out a crowd of desperate people clamoring to get out. 

Once most of them passed, you and Jon slipped inside the large Administration office. Inside were various cubicles, conference rooms, and internal offices, one of which was Customer Service. That was your goal as you jogged through the halls. Jon fell into step with you.

“Look,” Jon began. “Everything I did—”

“I don’t want to hear it,” you said sharply. “I don’t have time for a meaningless heart-to-heart with you.”

You called out for Yvette, or anyone still trapped inside one of the offices. You heard a distant voice respond, and you followed it. You were led all the way to the end of the hall, where a chunk of debris had fallen outside of a glass office door. Inside was a group of about ten people.

“Okay, hold on!” you told them. “Stand back from the door.”

You and your father worked to clear the debris. But he looked up at you with something you’d never seen before in his eyes, though you refused to acknowledge it now. 

“When I came back from Vietnam, I saw what this country had become. How these asshole supes had taken over the goddamn world,” Jon said, though it was labored between bouts of lifting. 

He briefly grasped at his chest in pain. And you remembered then that Ben had broken at least his arm and collarbone. He even wore a cast on his forearm, which you finally noticed beneath his jacket sleeve. 

“You were different from your sister. Even at a young age, I saw that spark of fire in you. Hardheaded, even at the best of times,” he said, with a flicker of a smile. “I just wanted to make sure you were strong enough to handle this snake pit of a fucking world.”

He paused to look up at you. “But you were strong in spite of me.”

You had to stop and catch your breath. As his words registered, tears began to burn in your eyes. But you refused to let them fall. Nor did you respond.

Once the doorway was clear, you were able to open the door and let the people out. The last of them was Yvette, and her son Devon.

“Oh my God,” she gasped when she saw you. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes as she pulled you into a hug, and you returned it. 

“Are you okay?” you asked in relief. She tried and failed at a smile. Still weeping, she took her eight-year-old son’s hand and guided him out along with her. 

“Well, now we are. What are you doing here?”

“I’ll explain later. Come on,” you said. You flashed Devon a smile and reached out your hand. “Hey, Devon. Let’s go, buddy.”

He was crying, but he nodded and grabbed your hand too. 

“He had a stomachache,” Yvette whispered to you. “I pulled him out of school early. I shouldn’t have—”

“It’s okay, we’re getting out,” you told her. Jon brought up the rear to make sure you all made it out of the office unit safely. 

You made it down to the gift shop on the first floor, but a small crowd had formed at the back exit to the garage—which by now, was the only safe route out of the tower. The lobby was completely destroyed. 

The problem was, the garage exit was now blocked by debris as well.

“All right,” Jon sighed. “There’s another way, through the custodian entrance—”

Three shots rang out. You ducked and took Yvette with you, but you choked on a gasp when you looked back…

Jon had a gloved fist punched through his chest cavity. 

You watched with wide eyes as Black Noir revoked his arm from your father’s body with a wet, horrific sound. You gasped when Jon fell to his knees.

But to your shock, the supe glanced right past you, Yvette, and Devon. His pale gray eyes focused on only the men in the room. He then strode forward and began picking them off one by one.

You shakily pointed out a large aisle of A-Train merchandise for your friend to hide behind. Yvette pulled her son in that direction, while you went to your father where he laid on the ground. 

With difficulty, you rolled him onto his back. You then laid a hand on his shoulder, while the other hovered over his chest. Blood pooled through the gaping chasm in his Vought-issued black jacket. 

Your lower lip trembled, and you realized then that you were crying as he struggled for breath. Even after everything he’d done to you—to your family—it still hurt you to see him like this…to know that he was dying. 

And there was no time. Not to save him, or for resolution…

“Dad,” you tried, but he stopped you. His brows were furrowed with pain, but he gripped your wrist tight. 

“Run,” he said. He held on for a moment or two longer, but when the light faded from his eyes, you closed yours. 

You struggled against a sob. His grip eased from your wrist, and you laid his hand to rest on the ground. 

Protect yourself, your sister’s voice reminded you. You couldn’t stay out in the open like this. Black Noir had finished with the men, and now was starting in on the rest of the survivors. It seemed that without a handler, the clone had no orders to fulfill except his own. 

With a ragged breath, you retrieved the gun from your belt and had to leave your father behind. 

You joined Yvette and Devon behind the A-Train aisle and warned them with a finger over your lips to stay quiet. You pressed a shaking finger to the comm in your ear. 

“Ben, where are you?” you asked. Maybe he heard the tremor in your voice, because you certainly read the concern in his.

“You’re not on the second floor. Where are you?”

You closed your eyes for a beat. “On the first floor. The garage is blocked and Noir has us bottlenecked.”

“I’m almost there. Just stay put,” Ben said. His tone was firm, and it reassured you. You nodded, despite the fact that he couldn’t see you. 

“Yeah, not going anywhere in a hurry,” you whispered.

You could hear the agonized screams of people dying in the room, but you knew you couldn’t do anything about it. Tears slipped down your cheeks as you looked back at your father’s body on the cold ground. But with a determined breath, you looked at Yvette and Devon, who were clearly terrified. 

You cocked your gun and nodded at them to move forward down the aisle, but to stay low to the ground. The custodian entrance was on the first floor, but it was in the east wing of the tower. You were in the west wing. The only feasible way out was through the blocked garage exit, just up ahead. 

But so was Black Noir. The only thing you could do was stay alive long enough for Ben to find you. Because there was no way you could exit the room the way you came without Noir spotting you. 

Fuck. This wasn’t going to be easy. And all the while, the tower could come crashing down at any moment. The tremors in the walls and in the ground were increasing with every minute as pieces of the floor above continued to fall. 

A nightmare, for which you’d surely need copious amounts of therapy, if you survived this. 

No sooner had that thought filtered through your mind, when a katana flashed above your head, decapitating a cardboard cutout of The Deep. Yvette and Devon yelped in fright, but you grabbed them and shoved them forward into a sprint down the aisle with your head bowed. 

Bullets ripped after you, into the ground and the rows of merch. You turned a corner and stopped behind a large metal shelf lined with Queen Maeve plushies. 

But the three of you screamed when the katana ripped through the shelf, and one of the unfortunate plushies. 

You all stumbled into the open, where Noir soon found you. He raised his katana level with your face, and your eyes grew wide. But before the blade could slice into you, Noir was yanked back and thrown across the room, into the far wall with a heavy impact. He recovered, of course, but he paused.

Because Soldier Boy now stood between him and his targets. 

You looked up at Ben with relieved tears in your eyes—both for him saving your life, and just at the sight of him. He mostly looked all right, if a bit worse for wear. You knew you were much the same, dusty, bruised, and tearful. 

He flashed you a quirk of a smile. 

“Go, get out of here,” he said. 

“We can’t,” you started to say, but an explosion behind you made you flinch. You turned to see that the debris covering the garage exit had been cleared. It its place was M.M., Annie, Kimiko, and Frenchie, the latter waving a spare stick of dynamite. You smirked, even though your eyes glittered with unshed tears. 

“Okay, let’s go!” You reached for Devon and helped Yvette pick him up.

However, the dynamite blast had ruined what small semblance of stability was left in the ground floor. The ceiling began to fall—first near the exit, then right behind you, cutting you off from Ben. You gasped, but you didn’t have time to call out to him. 

And you heard M.M. and Annie calling out to you. All you could do was push Yvette forward, then drag her back when a massive chunk of concrete nearly fell on her and her son. 

But that’s when you lost your footing, and your balance, tipping backwards with a halting shriek.

You were trapped. Ben knew it the moment the wall of debris cut you off from him. He heard your voice, your scream, but he knew he couldn’t help you until he finished off Noir, for the last time. 

“All right, Earving. Let’s make this quick,” Ben said. “I don’t know if there’s any part of you left in there, but this would be a good fucking time to come out with some last words.”

The gray-eyed supe just stared back at him. His katana was drawn, and he slowly slid back into a crouched stance. Ben’s body tensed as well. The effects of Noir’s gun were still making his hands shake, but Ben clenched them into fists. He couldn’t afford weakness right now. 

So when Noir ran forward, Ben waited for the supe to come to him. He dodged the swipe of the blade, and threw out smart punches and combinations that started to push Noir back.

The blade came down again, but Ben blocked it with his shield. It cut through the top of it. But Ben used the momentary pause to kick Noir straight in the chest. He tore the blade from his shield and threw it away. Then he tossed his shield like a fatal frisbee. 

The supe narrowly dodged it, but he couldn’t escape Ben grappling him to the ground. He put all his energy into lighting the nuclear fuse in his chest. 

It was hard to keep it steady after the destabilizing gun, but no matter how Noir thrashed, Ben squeezed around his neck with all his might to keep him pinned. With a ragged yell, a flash of power escaped him. It fried through Noir’s suit, though it only lightly burned his skin. 

When the power ran its course, Noir lost his strength. The clone was now powerless. 

Ben grabbed a knife from the other supe’s belt, and he was able to break skin, stabbing into the center of the man’s chest. He didn’t let go until the clone’s gray eyes were truly lifeless.

Ben drew in ragged breaths. Gathering his strength, he pushed off of Noir and managed, with difficulty, back onto his feet. He felt satisfied, but maybe there was a bitter tinge to it. This thing had been created with Homelander’s DNA, and ultimately, Homelander had been a product of Soldier Boy.

Of Ben himself. 

He knew it wasn’t his fault. That lied dead with Stan. But Ben knew that he’d wasted a lot of time. For all his bravado, he had let himself be manipulated and controlled. For fame and money and women, and everything else that came with that.  

“Soldier Boy! Are you there?” he heard your friend call out. It broke him out of the haze of his exhaustion. He shook his head sharply to focus. 

He called back for you, nearing the wall of debris, but you didn’t answer. He was able to break some of it away, enough that he was finally able to see Yvette’s worried face. 

“Where is she?” he asked. A coil of dread stirred in the pit of his stomach. 

“She’s hurt,” said Yvette. 

The coil tightened, as did Ben’s jaw. 

“All right, stand back,” he ordered. He grabbed his discarded shield and held it aloft. 

“Okay, go ahead!” she said. 

He used his shield like a battering ram to get through the pile of wood and concrete. It loosened even more of the trembling ceiling and plunged the entire clearing with dust. Ben waved a hand through it, coughing as he stepped inside. He found Yvette and her son, but his eyes were drawn to you.

You’d fallen on your back, and a slab of concrete was pinning your leg. He moved it with a grunt, and it fell to the ground with a heavy impact. He examined your leg next; he was no doctor, but he could assume it was probably broken under the weight of concrete. 

Okay. Doctors could fix a fucking leg, he reasoned. He was more concerned about your head. Had you hit it on the way down, or had you smacked it on the hard tile when you landed?

Your hair was loose, and he slid careful fingers through it. He felt a small knot forming behind your head. He touched your pale cheek…

And then he saw it. 

You weren’t lying entirely on the ground. You’d fallen on a small pile of rubble, and sticking out an inch below your shoulder was a thick piece of rebar.

Fuck, he thought. Your pulse at your neck was still beating under the pads of his fingers. 

But then, he paused. He was starting to hear something, a deeper tremor than the occasional rubble falling from the ceiling. 

“Are you guys okay?” M.M. called. With all the debris, he couldn’t quite get to you all. But maybe he could find a hole underneath the rubble to squeeze you out of. 

“The tower’s coming down!” Ben barked. 

“Yeah, that’s why we need to get the fuck out of here,” M.M. replied.

“No, the whole fucking thing. It’s coming down now!” Ben said. Yvette grabbed her son and huddled closer to you and Ben. He quickly stood and surveyed his surroundings in search of a larger shield. 

The only thing in reach was a large metal shelf. It would have to do. 

He grabbed it and ran back to you, just in time for the world to start falling. 

Ben blinked dust and plaster out of his eyes and coughed it out of his mouth. He was holding God knew how much of the tower on his back. The metal groves of the shelf were digging into his spine and between his shoulder blades. 

When his vision cleared, he saw that Yvette was knocked out, bleeding from a cut on her temple. Maybe a stray rock had hit her. 

Her son seemed all right though, if covered in dust. 

“You okay, kid?” Ben asked. He nodded shakily, his eyes wide like he couldn’t believe he was still alive. Ben could understand that.

However, you were the one he was worried about. He called your name, but you didn’t respond. Ben looked up at the kid. 

“Shake her a little, would ya? Not hard.”

The kid nodded, biting his lip. He gently shook your arm, calling your name. Eventually you coughed and opened your eyes on a moan of pain. Ben let out a short, relieved breath.

“Hey…how you doin’?”

“Hurts to breathe,” you admitted, coughing up more dust. But you cried out when trying to get up disturbed your shoulder. “What…?”

“Don’t move,” he warned you. “You’re uh…you’re pinned down.” 

With trembling lips, you turned your head and saw what held you—the rebar protruding just beneath your shoulder. You let out a ragged breath. 

An inch lower and it would’ve been your heart. 

The problem was, you were sure you would bleed out anyway the moment you were freed from the rebar. 

“Don’t look at it,” Ben said firmly. “Look at me.”

You blinked up at him with watery eyes. You finally realized that he was kneeling, holding up a massive shelf to cover all four of you. 

“Oh my God. Are you okay?” you asked. A tear streamed down the side of your face. 

Ben nodded. Really, it was taking all the strength he had left to hold up this piece of shit, but he wasn’t about to let you know that. 

“I can do this all fucking day,” he said with a smirk. “But maybe check in with your friends so we can get the hell out of here.”

Letting out another shaky breath, you raised the hand opposite to your pinned shoulder and pressed a finger to the comm in your ear. 

“Are you guys still there? Did anyone make it out?” you asked.

For a moment, it was silent. You looked over at Devon, who was quietly crying. You reached out your free hand to him, even if it made more blood weep from your shoulder. He grabbed your hand, and you gave his a comforting squeeze. 

“It’s okay, Dev. We’re getting out soon,” you tried to sooth him. Devon nodded and squeezed your hand back. 

Ben watched the exchange with interest. You seemed to have a good way with kids…

“Hello?” you repeated into the comm. Your voice was weak and raspy, even to your own ears. You released your shaking hand back to the ground. “No one’s answering…where’s Yvette?”

“Knocked out for a bit, but she looks fine,” said Ben, nodding to where your friend was lying on the ground. 

Though he realized he was starting to lose you when your eyes closed. 

“Hey,” he barked. “Stay with me.”

The near shout forced you to open your eyes, but they were already starting to droop. Ben finally noticed the blood slipping away from you, starting to pool beneath your arm. 

“I’m awake, just resting my eyes,” you said. Not very convincing. 

Ben experimentally lowered an arm from supporting the shelf. He moved slow, and he heard shifting rubble above him, but he managed to balance the shelf on just his back. He grit his teeth at the strain.

Even for him, the weight was immense. He didn’t know how long they could wait for someone to get to them. But he could see the kid was frozen with fear.

“You’re gonna be fine, all right?” Ben said.

The kid was tearful, but he nodded.

“What’s your name?” Ben asked.

“Devon.”

“All right, Devon. You know who I am?”

“…Soldier Boy,” the kid replied in a small voice. His large brown eyes were filled with tears as he sniffed. His short hair and dark tan skin were covered with dust, so Ben could see the path of his tears down his cheeks and neck. He gave Devon an attempt at a smile and nodded. 

“That’s right.”

Finally, some of the debris near Yvette cleared a small hole above the ground, revealing Kimiko. Her eyes widened with excitement, her mouth falling open in a quiet gasp. She smiled and ducked her head back out. Ben frowned in confusion as he heard the French guy and some of the others babbling. 

“Hello?” he snapped. “The fuck is going on out there?” 

M.M. peered in next and took in the four of you with relief. He met Ben’s gaze.

“They’ll need a stretcher,” Ben said, gesturing at you and Yvette. “And a medic.”

“Okay, we’re gonna see if we can open this hole a bit wider,” M.M. said. He frowned at the narrow space inside. “It’s gonna be hard to get a stretcher in here.”

“Just get it done,” Ben said, beginning to lose his patience. He was carrying the tower on his back, and you were fading before his eyes. 

M.M. nodded and was gone. But he returned soon after with Kimiko, and both worked together to open the hold wider without dislodging more debris. Once they had a big enough hole, M.M. peered in.

“Okay, who’s first?”

“She is,” Ben said, nodding down at you. “Bring the stretcher.”

Once again, M.M. disappeared.

Ben looked over at Devon. 

“She’s hurt bad. We’re going to get her out first,” Ben said, gesturing at you. “I’m going to need you to hold her down, by her shoulders. After I take out the rebar, you’re going to put pressure on the wound. Got it?”

Devon looked unsure. 

“Got it?” Ben repeated. More tears slid down the boy’s cheeks as he shook his head.

“Listen, you little sh—” Ben started to snap in irritation.

But at the last moment, he stopped himself. He remembered how you were with the kid earlier, tried to think of what you might say right about now. 

“Uh, you can do this,” he said, gruff and a bit awkward. 

“I don’t want to hurt her,” Devon said in a small voice. 

At that, annoyance slowly drained out of Ben. He reached out and grasped the kid’s shoulder, firm, but gentle.

“You won’t. You’re going to help her,” he said. “Just hold her down, and I’ll do the rest. All right?”

He hesitated, but Devon nodded and wiped his face dry. 

“Good man,” Ben nodded. “Now come on, over here.”

Devon moved so that he was behind you, holding your shoulders down.

You grimaced and made a sound of pain. But Ben was quick; he braced your shoulder with one hand and slid the rebar out with the other. He forced himself to remain stoic at your resulting screech of agony. 

But Devon couldn’t. His tears came down anew, and he immediately released your shoulders. Ben moved you more fully onto the ground and instructed Devon to put pressure on the wound, leaning his body weight into it. 

“Stay awake,” Ben warned you. He knew you were having a hard time, and tears streamed from the corners of your eyes, onto the ground below. You forced your eyes to open, so you could look up at him.

“Ben,” you tried, but if this was going to be an if I die speech, then he didn’t want to fucking hear it.

“Don’t talk,” he said sternly. “Just keep breathing.”

“Listen,” you insisted. With difficulty, you grabbed onto the metal embellishments on his suit, finding purchase on his chest. 

“You are strong. You can do anything you want, you know,” you said, smiling wryly. “Including, being a better man.” 

Ben looked down at you with knitted brows. Sweat slipped down his forehead, but he didn’t know what to say to you. 

Until you let go of his suit, and your eyes started to close. 

“Fuck. Stay awake, damn it!” he snapped. It was an effort, but you opened your eyes. 

Then Yvette started to rouse, raising a hand to her aching head. 

“Oh, thanks for joining us,” Ben remarked, unable to disguise most of his snark. Devon helped her sit properly. 

When she saw you, paler than ever, she gasped and took over putting pressure on your wound. 

M.M. then finally returned with the stretcher. He beckoned Devon out first.

“Come on, little man.”

Ben opened his mouth to snap a protest, but M.M. shook his head. 

“It’s too narrow. They need to come out first to make room.”

Devon eyed the jagged concrete around the hole they’d created. He seemed scared to attempt taking M.M.’s hand to leave. 

He looked back at Yvette, who encouraged him forward. But he also looked over at Ben. 

He was frankly surprised the kid was looking to him for reassurance. Again, he thought of what you’d said to Devon earlier. 

“It’s okay,” Ben said. “You’re going home today. Trust me, son.” 

Devon stared at his face for a moment, and nodded tearfully. 

When M.M. was eventually able to take the boy’s hand, he met Ben’s gaze, which was mostly covered by stoicism. 

Devon made it out of the cave, followed by Yvette. While she climbed out, Ben took over putting pressure on your wound, even though it made the shelf creak. He grunted against the pressure on his back. 

Then M.M. finally slipped in the stretcher. Ben roused you by tapping on your cheek. He accidently left a smudge of your own blood there.

“Come on, baby doll. Work with me here,” he muttered. You whimpered in response.  

You were so pale, but you were fighting to keep your eyes open. You’re a fighter, Ben reminded himself, as he helped M.M. maneuver you onto the stretcher.

“See you later, sweetheart,” he said.

“Wait,” you croaked. “Wait…how’re you getting out?” 

Ben quirked a smile. 

“I’m right behind you.” But he then glared up at M.M. “Hurry the fuck up. She’s still bleeding out.”

M.M. shot him a dark look, but he ignored Ben in order to help you. After you were taken out on the stretcher, Annie called out to him. 

“The fire department’s about to come in with pressure bags, so you can drop the shelf,” she said.  

True to her word, Ben started to hear a sharp whirring—the sound of something inflating. 

But as soon as they started, the ground shook. 

And the walls once again began to collapse around him. 

AN: *cowers in the corner* Please don't hate me! I promise, you're going to like the ultimate outcome of the next chapter (despite the teaser lol).

But I would still love to hear your thoughts on this one! What did you think of Jon's ultimate fate? How did you like Ben literally holding up the Tower?

(And did you catch the small Captain America reference? 😏)

**Side note: I hope you all enjoyed "Love Actually"! It's a far cry from where we are right now in BMD world lol...

Next Time:

Part of him refused to believe it had gotten to this. 

And the reality, that this was his fault. He’d caused the blast that destroyed the tower. His fault he hadn’t gotten to you sooner.

“You are the reason I needed saving,” you’d told him once. 

You were right then, and it still held up now. 

So, no…he wouldn’t go in there, into your room. The truth was, he couldn’t. 

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