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may i request getting stuck in an elevator with early season Spence after hours at the BAU and the lights go out and obviously him being terrified of the dark he starts panicking and reader has to comfort him until he eventually explains his fear of the dark in relation to something happening in his childhood. just some angst and hurt/comfort ig? I live and breathe your content <3

malfunction [ s.r ]

Summary:

You and Spencer end up staying late to finish some paperwork after a case, when you finally vacate into the elevator to leave it breaks down, revealing some secrets harboured by both of you and strengthening your relationship in the process.

WARNINGS: claustrophobia, nyctophobia, arachnophobia, mentions of spencer’s bullying

pairing: s1!spencer x gn!reader

genre: hurt/comfort

wc: 3.2k

masterlist!!

a/n: glad i’ve curated an audience of angst and hurt/comfort enjoyers <33

It was late.

12:06AM to be exact.

Silence riddled the bullpen, making the usually bustling office stand completely still.

You might’ve found it a little disturbing if not for Spencer sat a few desks down from you, his mere presence stopping your mind from running rampant with irrational fears of ghosts or demons that might lurk in the dark corners of the room.

It was a little stupid sure, your lanky book-genius of a coworker held no chance of being able to physically protect you from whatever your brain could conjure up, but the mind works in wonderous ways, and he offered you an unintentional blanket of security nonetheless.

You could hear the loose papers of his files rustle as he closed the manilla folder, rubbing his eyes underneath his glasses with a sigh.

Looks like Spencer was done for the night. And by that logic, so were you.

You mirror Spencer as you shut your file, packing it away in your messenger bag and tucking your chair under your desk as you stand, the two of you silently acknowledging each other’s presence as you reach the elevator.

You could practically feel the fatigue surrounding the both of you as you stepped inside, your tiredness bouncing off each other and making you more desperate to crawl into bed and knock out for the night.

It didn’t last for very long.

A loud clunking sound echoed through the metal walls of the elevator, followed by it jolting to a stop, and you had to grip onto the metal bar lining the wall so you didn’t lose your balance.

Your eyes turn first to the small screen above the door, flickering between the numbers 2 and 3 as if it can’t decide what floor you’re currently on.

Then they turn to Spencer.

Spencer's breathing is uneven and his body tense, eyes darting around the tiny enclosed space with a distinct air of panic.

“Reid? Are you alright?” You raise an eyebrow at him, your expression a mix of curiosity and concern.

"N-No, no! I am not alright! This is my worst nightmare come to life." Spencer presses himself against the far wall, as if plastering himself to it will make him part of the elevator and therefore unable to be injured if something goes wrong.

“You do know how unlikely it is to actually get any sort of injury from an elevator accident right?”

"One out of ten point five million. I know that. But this isn't about logic this is about fear." He turns away as he speaks, taking a few breaths in an attempt to calm himself down. "I'm-I'm claustrophobic. And this is not helping."

“Okay- okay- let’s just calm down for a second,” You hold up a hand in Spencer’s direction. You never took him as somebody to have irrational fears like this. You always figured that he’d just use his knowledge to rationalise what was happening and move on. Apparently not.

Spencer looks back at you and nods, taking in another deep breath.

“I'm trying. It's just-“ The elevator makes a rumbling sound that elicits what you can only classify as a whimper to leave his throat. “I can't do this. I can't be stuck in this tiny space for an unknown amount of time. I can't. I just can't. Please. Please, someone. Someone has to know we're in here. They have to.”

“Reid- Calm down.”

You let go of the bar you were holding onto to walk over to Spencer, placing your hands cautiously on his shoulders.

"I-I'm trying. I'm trying."

But he doesn't actually seem to be any better than he was before. His body is shaking, his breaths shaking and uneven.

He's getting very close to having a full blown panic attack.

“Sit down,” You push gently against his shoulders to encourage him to sit, following after him yourself to sit in front of him with your legs crossed underneath you.

Spencer lets out a trembling breath. "What if we die in here? What if no one comes? What if something goes wrong?"

“We’re going to be fine,”

You hold out a hand palm up in your lap as open invitation for him to take it if he needs to.“just take slow breaths Reid,”

"I-I'm trying." He looks down at your hand and almost reaches out for you, but hesitates before yanking his hand back.

He looks away and forces his breath to slow down again. "What if we're in here for hours?"

“Elevators have failsafes Reid, it’ll sort itself out don’t worry,”

Spencer takes a shuddered breath in through his nose, closing his eyes as he repeats your words in his head.

It’ll sort itself out. He doesn’t need to worry.

He meets your eyes with a small nod and you sigh, giving him a sympathetic smile that reassures him he’s going to be fine.

Unfortunately, all of your efforts to calm him down are quickly reversed as the lights cut out, sending the elevator into complete darkness.

His sudden blindness brings a startled cry from Spencer, his body instinctively trying to protect himself and in that split second of shock he grabs your hand.

He clutches at it tightly, eyes squeezed shut.

“Everything’s fine-“ You return his startled grip with a light squeeze of your own.

The grip around your hand feels firm and shaky but the contact helps to ground him, bringing some of his panic down a notch or two.

“It's not f-fine. It's dark. I don’t like the dark . I hate it.”

“You’re scared of the dark?” You sound more surprised than you mean to, and although you can’t pinpoint all of his features in the shadows, you’re sure you can see his eyebrows knit together.

“11% of the US adult population is afraid of the dark.” His tone carries an air of defensiveness through his fear, although he doesn’t seem offended enough at your comment to sacrifice the physical comfort that your hand is offering in his.

“Oh- no- I didn’t mean it as a bad thing-“ You shake your head despite the fact that he can’t see you, tightening your hold on his hand as an offer of reassurance. “I just- didn’t see you as somebody to have a fear of the dark is all-“

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You can hear the slight waver in his voice as he speaks, clearly trying to distract himself in your questions so he doesn’t have to think about his current situation.

You’d also wager he has his eyes shut, as ironic as it is.

“I just meant- you know- your brain rationalises everything so quickly that I figured you just wouldn’t have fears like this?”

He chuckles nervously, the sound echoing in the darkness. "Well, even the most rational minds have their quirks, I suppose. Fear doesn't always follow logic." The tension in his voice begins to ease, and he opens up a bit more.

“Is there a reason you have a fear of the dark?” You could understand his claustrophobia to a certain level, but nyctophobia wasn’t something very common in adults, especially ones who work as field agents for the FBI.

“I uh- it was just something that happened when I was younger, it’s stupid really-” Spencer skirts your question with a half-truth, not divulging any details of his seemingly irrational fear of the dark.

He shifts slightly, adjusting to find a more comfortable position on the floor, his hand tugging yours and in the process forcing you to change your seating position as well.

You squeeze his hand gently. "Do you wanna talk about it? People usually find it easier to rationalise their fears if they voice them to another person,” You use Spencer’s own intelligence against him in the hope that it’ll get him to open up.

As much as you had learned about him in the past two years, you still knew surprisingly little about Dr. Spencer Reid and his life outside of the office.

You knew all about his academics, how he liked his coffee with as much sugar as humanely possible, how under normal circumstances he would rather lick a toilet seat than shake someone’s hand.

But you didn’t really know him; And you figured this might be a good place to start.

“I… It’s not something I like to dwell on,” He tries to shut down your questioning once more, clearing his throat to try and rid of the lump that forms when he thinks back to the origins of his fears. “It’s not exactly a nice thing to remember,”

“I get that, some of my childhood memories aren’t the best either,” You let out a breath that could almost constitute as a laugh of exasperation. “But it might help, and i’m sure that just getting it off your chest will give you piece of mind nonetheless,”

You can hear Spencer take in a breath through his nose, and through the small adaptation your eyes had made to the darkness you could just barely see his lips purse into a line, debating whether or not to divulge his childhood to you.

It’s not like he didn’t trust you with it. Quite the opposite. He’d come to enjoy your presence over the time you’d spent working together.

You didn’t judge his intelligence, nor did you reduce him to it. You just saw him as another person and it was something that he was incredibly grateful for.

He knew you wouldn’t make fun of him if he told you, but he wasn’t worried about that. He was worried that you’d pity him.

That you’d treat him like some fragile object that would break if you spoke too loudly in its presence.

That’s something that he’d never want.

“I- don’t want you to think of me differently…” His voice was still laced with fear as he spoke, but this time it wasn’t a fear of the dark metal box he was trapped in; It was a fear of how your view of him would change.

“Reid…”

“I don’t want to be pitied or have people walk on eggshells for the sake of hurting my feelings…” You can practically feel his apprehension through the way his hand tenses in yours.

“Reid-“

“I’ve just managed to get people to treat me normally and I don’t want all of that to go down the drain-“

“Spencer.”

You can see his eyes snap upwards towards yours as you raise your voice, and you pull his left hand into your own to hold both of them in your lap, eyes chasing his in the darkness to maintain eye contact. “You’re human. Humans have fears and they have bad memories, and it’s not going to change anything about how I treat you.”

“Tell you what,” You give his hands a squeeze, leaning forwards slightly towards him to try and get a better look at his face. “I’ll tell you one of my childhood tragedies if you tell me yours, deal?”

He goes silent as he ponders your offer, ending with a small nod that you can only half see. “Okay…”

“Okay,” You return his nod with your own, running your thumbs over the backs of his hands. “So, i’ll go first,”

“When I was eight, my cousin thought it’d be a good idea to let his pet tarantula crawl all over my face whilst I was sleeping, and I woke up with it half in my mouth,” You practically shudder at the memory. “Needless to say I developed arachnophobia after that,”

You laugh breathily, shaking your head slightly. “It was not very fun,”

“Why would he do that?”

You shrug slightly, arms moving enough that he can feel it where your fingers connect. “He was a bit of a bully if i’m honest, but he’s matured since then thank god,”

“Are you- still afraid of spiders?” Spencer’s eyes practically shine in the darkness, big, round and glistening with curiosity as they scan your face from beneath his glasses.

“Promise not to make fun of me?” Your question is answer enough, but he still nods softly nonetheless. “I think they’re terrifying,”

“Almost 20% of the US population has arachnophobia, it’s a very common fear to have,”

“So is a fear of the dark,” You bring the conversation back to Spencer’s fear once more. “Willing to tell me its origin story yet?”

Spencer sighs, his shoulders slumping and his head leaning back against the wall of the elevator. “It’s-“ He exhales through his nose, his eyes diverting from yours to stare at your interconnected hands.

“When I was in school I was bullied a lot…” He purses his lips and you nod. As sad as it is you’re not exactly surprised.

Someone as insanely intelligent as him was unfortunately bound to be tormented by those who were academically inferior to him, it’s a by-product of jealousy.

“They uh… stripped me down and tied me to a goal post, and- then they just left me there-“ Spencer’s throat catches as he speaks, and you can see through the way his eyes flicker around that he’s replaying the memory in his head.

“I- managed to untie myself after a while, but I spent over an hour searching for all of my clothes and ended up walking home in the dark half dressed…” Spencer’s lip quivers as he reaches the end of his explanation.

“I don’t think i’ve ever been more scared in my life…”

“I’m so sorry they did that to you…” Your eyebrows furrow with sympathy, and you shift your hold on his hands to intertwine your fingers with his. “Nobody should have to experience that…”

Spencer exhales, and you can hear the shake in his breath. “I thought if I just buried it that i’d forget, but I still remember it like it happened yesterday…”

The curse of an eidetic memory you suppose. Destined to remember every detail of the worst experiences you’d ever had.

Although you’re sure that Spencer wouldn’t need an eidetic memory to have what happened to him burned into his brain.

“Spencer…”

“I’m sorry-“ Spencer shakes his head, attempting to pull his hands out of yours. “I told you it was stupid-“

“Hey. No.” You close your hands around his to stop him from pulling away. “That is in no way stupid at all.”

“You went through something awful and developed a fear because of it. That is the furthest thing from stupid Reid,”

“I just-”

You cut off Spencer’s attempt at a rebuttal with a pull of your hands in his, separating them only to wrap your arms around him in a hug. “No excuses.”

Spencer is stiff in your embrace, unsure of what exactly he should be doing. Should he hug you back? Should he pull away to regain his personal space?

He wasn’t exactly sure. He did however, feel like he was going to cry.

He could feel the tears welling up behind his eyelids, squeezing his eyes shut to stop them from falling down his face and hiding his face against the curve of your shoulder so that you wouldn’t be able to see the shadow of his expression.

God he was pathetic.

Sat in his coworkers embrace because he was scared of the goddamn dark.

On the verge of tears because of something that happened twelve years ago.

A twenty four year old man. A fully grown adult.

His shoulders begin to tremble as he thinks about it, and you can feel the way his breath catches in his throat as you bring your hand to the back of his head to hold him closer to you.

“This is pathetic i’m sorry…” He shakes his head against your shoulder, hindered slightly by the way his glasses sit on the bridge of his nose.

“Shhh,” You shake your head in tandem with his, leaning your cheek against the side of his head as you rub your hand over his back. “Don’t be silly,”

"You're not pathetic, Spencer," You reassure him, your voice gentle. "Everyone has their own fears and struggles. It takes strength to open up about them."

He takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to compose himself. "I just never thought I'd be so affected by it for this long."

"Trauma doesn't have a set expiration date," you say softly. "It's okay to still be working through things. And you don't have to face it alone."

Spencer finally relaxes a bit in your embrace, allowing himself to accept the comfort you're offering. "Thank you," he mumbles, his voice barely audible against the fabric of your shirt.

“No problem-“ You don’t finish your sentence before the lights come back on, causing you to squint from the sudden brightness.

The sudden light flooding the elevator exposes the position the two of you had found yourself in, your legs tangled together as Spencer sits in your embrace with your arms around his torso and his hands resting limply by your waist.

“See?” You pull his face away from your shoulder gently, leaning back to finally get a fully clear view of his face. “Nothing to worry about,”

“Yeah…” He nods softly, eyes still a little red from holding back his tears, and he sniffles as he pulls away from you properly when the elevator starts moving downwards again.

“Do you want a ride home?” Your invitation is obvious as you two of you pick yourselves up from the floor, your eyes silently encouraging him to accept your proposal.

“I-“ The elevator came to another halt, this time thankfully opening its doors on the ground for the two of you to leave.

He had his train ticket in his pocket, but he was willing to forget it for now.

“That would be great, thank you…”

“No problem Spencer, let’s get outta here,”

He tries to brush aside the way he feels when you call him by his first name, nodding softly with pursed lips.

“Yeah, let’s get out of here…”

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spiderlot · 24 days ago

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a summer place — LOTTIE MATTHEWS

— summary: repost since season 3 is nxt week🥸 an episodic fic of being with lottie in the wilderness. literally follows all the episodes of season 1.

— wordcount: 7,687

The loud hum in the airplane does little to soothe your nerves. You already took the Valium that Lottie gave you in the airport bathroom and it does nothing but make you feel even more like jelly.

Weak and sick.

"Do you want me to take your headphones out?" Lottie's voice sends you back to reality, and you wipe your sweaty palms on your pants while nodding at her. You watch her unzip her bag and fish for your Walkman, huffing as she tries to untangle the cord. "Ugh, here, you do it." she plops the device on your lap, and you smile slightly at her frustration, expertly untangling the wire in seconds.

You put them on and press play on the tape, reaching over to hold Lottie's hand as you hear the music start to play. She rubs comforting circles on your skin, and soon enough, the music lulls you to sleep.

When you come back into consciousness, you assume the screaming you hear is from your music, since it's right in your ears. You blink your eyes open and the horror that greets you feels like a bad dream. Lottie's teammates are screaming and some of them tumble out of their seats and into the aisle, reaching out for something to hold onto as the plane accelerates downward. You watch as Coke and paper cups roll to the pit, and your mouth suddenly goes dry. Your headphones are tugged off so fast that you get whiplash, and you look over to see Lottie panicking and fumbling with the oxygen mask before she puts it on you.

Hers goes on next, and you don't even know you were crying until Lottie wipes your tears and holds you close to her. It hits you all at once, and she tries her best to shush your wails and shaking body while trying to calm her own breathing. You try to focus on the way her fuzzy coat feels as you grip her body or the way her hair tickles your neck, but it just makes you even more aware of what's happening.

You pass out before the plane even crashes.

You flew from her arms the second the plane crashed, and that was the last she saw of you. She doesn't even know if you made it out. She doesn't even know how she made it out. It was like a blip in time - one second, she was bracing for impact, and the next she was suddenly outside. She spots Jackie and Shauna tumble out of the plane, but before she can go up to ask if they've seen you, the plane blows up. The impact isn't nearly big enough to even reach her, but she still feels the heat from the blast. Or maybe it's the cold sweat dripping down her back as she thinks of you still being inside.

"Have you seen Van?!"

Lottie barely registers Taissa shouting in her ear before she stumbles away, trying her best to focus her eyes so maybe she can see you lying on the ground somewhere. It doesn't work though - the debris of everything and the tears that she can feel forming blur her vision. But suddenly, she hears a muffled cry that sounds sort of like you yelling out for help. She yells for your name, rushing towards where she thinks the sound is coming from.

"Lottie!" you wail, and she spots you trapped underneath a plane seat. She nearly trips on her feet as she runs towards you, and her knees scrape against the twigs and rocks as she slides from kneeling down so fast. "Holy fuck, please, get this off me! It's on my hand, Lottie, please!" your one arm that you can use does nothing to help as you try to lift the seat off of your body, and you thrash around wildly.

At the sound of your panicked voice and the sight of seeing you hurt, a surge of adrenaline flows through her. She inhales hard and effortlessly pushes the seat off of you in one go, grabbing you and holding you close to her. "You're okay, you're okay." she repeats, patting your hair down and shushing your cries. "Let me see your hand."

You show it to her and she nearly retches at the sight of how bloody and mangled it is. It looks like some of your nails are hanging on by a thread and you'll definitely have some gnarly bruising but she doesn't think it's broken. "L-let's get it cleaned up." she swallows down a lump in her throat and helps you up.

She throws your good arm around her shoulder and walks you over to where the injured girls are gathered and sets you down against a tree. She tells you to wait and kisses your forehead before she leaves, on the hunt for her suitcase where she knows she has some bandages.

Thank God for you and for taking care of her injuries after soccer matches.

Lottie told you to wait by the campfire while she goes looking for something in her suitcase, but you're freezing fucking cold, and you know she has to have packed at least one of your jackets since she steals like half of them anyway. You struggle to get up, and you thank Van who helps you and even offers you one of their CornNuts, which you gratefully take.

"Lot?" you walk up behind her, and she makes a yelping noise from closing her pink box too fast and accidentally pinches her finger. She prays to God that you didn't see her take her pills and turns around to smile slightly at you. "Yeah?" she says weakly, getting up and brushing the dirt from her knees.

"Did you really tell me to wait so you could sneak a bite to eat? Couldn't even share?" you tease, hugging yourself as you shiver from the cold. Lottie lets out a sigh of relief that sounds like a nervous laugh to you, looking around as she plays with her dress. "I was just gonna ask if I could borrow a jacket since I can't find my suitcase."

"Oh, sure. I think I have your gray one in here anyways." she says, and you chuckle as she bends down and opens her suitcase to fish for it. Once she pulls it out and helps you into it, she makes sure to be careful of your injured hand. As she zips it back up, Lottie kisses your lips softly and rubs her thumb against your chin.

You tangle your hand in her hair for a moment before she pulls away with a shy giggle. She licks her lips and messes with the strings of your hoodie, giving your nose another kiss before taking your hand. "It feels like I haven't kissed you in forever." she chuckles, leading you back to the campfire. She helps you sit down before plopping down next to you, her thigh pressed flat against yours. You take the blanket that Shauna hands you and drape it over Lottie's shoulders, holding her hand underneath.

The second Laura Lee utters the word "cunt", you have to bite your lip to keep from a cackle from coming out, but Van breaks first and the rest follow suit. You look around at all the girls laughing and it feels like you're having a normal campfire instead of having been in a plane crash hours before. It feels nice.

After the girls go around confessing their secrets that definitely caused the plane crash, you all head to bed. Or at least try to. You can't sleep even though you're exhausted, the pain in your hand keeps throbbing uncomfortably. You give up and open your eyes, staring at Lottie's face.

You look at her perfect nose and her lips that still have her lip gloss coated on them. You watch how her brows furrow as she dreams of something good, you hope. Your staring must've been too intense because a few moments later she opens her eyes.

"You're still awake?" she mumbles sleepily, trying to adjust her eyes. She groans and rubs her eyes lazily while moving to rest her head on your chest, throwing her arm over your waist and hugging you tightly.

"Hand hurts too much to sleep."

She hums and starts rubbing your stomach which makes you purr. You kiss her forehead and breathe in her perfume that still lingers, trying your best to empty your head and close your eyes so you can sleep.

"You were never even supposed to come with us. You're not even on the team." you hear her whisper, squeezing her closer to you. You hear blame and guilt in her voice and shake your head lazily, grabbing her cheek and stroking it softly. "I wanted to come. It's not your fault. Besides, I'd be all the way back home worried as hell and eating myself alive wondering where you are. I'm glad I'm with you."

"Then it's settled. Grab your shit."

Lottie huffs slightly at Tai's words, and you sheepishly scratch your neck as she drops her arms in annoyance and reaches for her suitcase and bag. You grab your stuff and offer to carry Lottie's suitcase for her. It's the least you can do, you know, to win her back over. No doubt she's irritated at you.

"Why didn't you side with me?" she pulls you aside a bit from the line you guys are walking in.

"I just went with my instinct, I dunno." you mumble, knocking your shoulder into hers as you try to avoid catching your feet under any roots. "Besides, it's a lake and I feel all gross and grimy. I need to wash off." you joke.

You walk for what seems like forever. Your legs hurt and the backpack adds extra weight to your back which doesn't help. There's sweat dripping down your back and neck and places you didn't even know could sweat like that. Grunting, you roll your neck and try to power through, tugging Lottie's suitcase behind you.

"Need me to carry you, my dear?" Lottie teases, leaning in close and snickering despite having the same struggles as you. Her legs feel like they're gonna fall off any second now.

"What do you keep in this stupid suitcase? Rocks? Why is it so fucking heavy?" you groan.

"Oh, shit. Oh, hell yeah, bitches!" you hear Van yell and look up to see them jumping up and pointing erratically, and you know they've spotted the lake.

The words make an instant smile appear on your face, and suddenly nothing feels heavy or tiring anymore. You easily run with Lottie towards the water and toss your belongings carelessly to the side, sighing a breath of relief. You watch Lottie lift off her blue-collar shirt while you struggle to even kick off your shoes.

"Let me help you, you dork." she snorts, unbuttoning your shirt and helping you out of it. While she does that, you reach down and use one hand to unbuckle your belt, Lottie helping you with the rest and tugging them down. "There. Now, c'mon."

She grabs your good hand and leads you towards the water, and you feel yourself shrivel up at the coldness as it first touches your toes. You let go of her hand once the water reaches your midsection, and she looks at you with a frown.

"Probably shouldn't get my hand wet. I don't want it to get infected." you say, feeling a bit disappointed that you can't swim with her. You flash her your best smile and lean down to splash her, holding your hands up in surrender as she gives you a stern look. "I'll just stay here for now. Go ahead." you nod at the other girls who float and play in the water.

Lottie kisses you quickly before running the rest of the way in and diving under the water, looking like a mermaid as she resurfaces and waves at you. You grin and wave back, watching her play with her teammates.

You look around and decide to walk near where Jackie, Mari, and Nat are. You catch the end of Mari thirsting over Travis and scoff lightly, looking back behind and rolling your eyes.

Mari catches your eye, and you look away before she can say something back to you. She eyes you up and down though, whispering to Jackie. "If they weren't with Lottie, I'd totally hit."

You smile as you see the cabin, running up and looking through the dusty window for anyone in sight. You bump heads with Shauna as you turn to look at each other.

"I don't see anyone in there." Akilah comments, and you hear Jackie and her banging on the door.

"Me either," you respond, backing away as they look around for any sign of life. You feel someone missing, and you turn around to see Lottie holding onto her backpack straps tightly and making a stink face at the cabin, which she makes sure she's far from. "Lott?"

Walking over to her, you feel something dark settle in the pit of your stomach. She looks off - like she's genuinely afraid of something and it makes you nervous. You reach out to touch her shoulder, and it seems to snap her out of whatever daze she was in momentarily. As she looks at you, she still looks scared though, and you loop your arm around hers before walking back to the cabin. You feel her feet resist for a moment but eventually, she drags them against the ground, staying close to you.

Your heart sinks as you look at how grimy and abandoned the cabin looks as you enter. There hasn't been anyone living here in years. Probably even decades. Lottie still lingers by the door as you let go of her arm and walk in, and you throw your bag on the crappy couch as you look around.

"Don't worry, guys. We might be stuck in the middle of nowhere, but, hey, at least there's porn!" Van says cheerfully, showing off the porno mag to everyone.

Curiously, you walk over to the table where Van slams the mags down, but Lottie pulls you back by your shirt, glaring at you. Oh, now she wants to come in, you think.

"I wasn't gonna look," you mutter defensively.

Night falls and you toss and turn in your sleep, your mind not letting you forget what Lottie found up in the attic. Or why she was even up there in the first place. You had fallen asleep the second you all laid down blankets and mattresses, and you think you heard Lottie mumble something about going outside to try to pee. The next thing you know, you hear Tai scream, and she comes down saying something about a dead body and Lottie in the attic.

You had panicked, of course, assuming she was saying it was Lottie's dead body or something, but she came down the attic stairs looking sheepish and hugging herself. You ran straight up to her, asking if she was okay, and led her back to bed while some of the girls went out to bury the poor guy's bones since that's all he was.

You open your eyes only to be greeted with a face full of Lottie's pink sweater. You furrow your brow as you look up to see her sitting up and staring at something. Again, you feel that same feeling in your stomach from earlier as you get up and whisper to her.

"Lottie? It's okay. They buried him, he's gone." you glance up at the attic hatch that's still open, some moonlight peeking through. It gives you the shivers, and you subconsciously scoot closer to Lottie.

"I think bad things happened here," she says, and it doesn't do anything to calm your nerves. She lays back down and you glance one more time at the attic before cuddling up with her again, making sure you fall asleep after you hear her breathing get steady.

Hand in hand, you and Lottie stroll together through the forest. You helped her and Van put up the tin cans as the others took turns seeing who had the best shot earlier, and now you just needed to be alone with her after all that noise.

"Why didn't you shoot with them? You were the only one besides Travis and Nat who passed the coin test," she asks, stopping near a tree and leaning against it.

You place your hands on her waist and shrug. "I dunno. Feel like I only did good to impress you anyways." you grin, kissing her lips. "Besides, can you imagine me with a gun and, like, killing animals?"

"I think it would be hot." she giggles, draping her arms around your neck and tugging softly at your baby hairs. You lick your lips and smirk, raising your eyebrows at her. You bring your lips to her cheek and begin kissing down to her neck.

"Oh, yeah?" you tease, making her grip your hair harder at the sound of your low voice. She nods against your lips and melts into your touch, one of her hands sneaking under your shirt to paw at your chest. You push her flat against the tree once you hear a moan slip out and reach down to play with the waistband of her shorts. "Can I?"

She unbuttons them for you almost immediately and impatiently, shaking them down to her ankles and making your hand cup her clothed pussy. "Please. God, I need you," she whispers, letting out a whine as you slowly begin rubbing.

The sound makes you flush and your knees go weak. You stare intently at her face as you insert a finger inside of her, watching her lean her head back and close her eyes, her mouth agape as you are scissoring your fingers inside of her. Leaning in to kiss her, she grabs the back of your head and shoves her tongue inside your mouth. You pant as you feel her hump your hand, and a third finger easily slides in.

"I'm so close, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop." she babbles, her tongue lolling out as you suck marks into her neck. She can feel a white-hot burn in her belly and can't stop the incessant moans and whines that fly out of her mouth.

You hold her hips against the tree with one hand while you pound your fingers into her cunt, whispering for her to let go and cum for you. She releases with a bite to your neck and a long groan, hips stuttering as she comes down from her high. Slowly, you pull your fingers out and bring them to your lips for a taste. Her eyes are half-lidded when she looks at you and you smirk, making sure you've sucked all her juices off before kissing her.

She moans into your mouth, gripping your jaw so she can start sucking on your tongue. Reluctantly, you push her away and grin even wider as you get down on your knees. "You know, I think I could survive out here if this is what I'm eating every day."

You glance questionably towards Lottie as she looks back towards the window and squeeze her hand as you feel her tense up. Before you can ask what's wrong, her blood-curdling scream makes your heart sink, and you jump in fear.

As the window flies open on its own, you let go of her hand and scoot back. Your knees scrape against the rotten floor as you crawl back towards her and grab her shoulders. "Lottie? What's wrong?" you feel panic settle in your stomach as she begins to hyperventilate.

Shauna grabs the matches and lights the candles again, and the dim light makes Lottie's face light up in fear. Literally. You've never seen her look this way let alone act it, and it's almost like her face is scrunched up and distorted like she's possessed.

"Guys, something's really wrong with her." you hear Van say.

"You think?!" you yell, trying to hold Lottie still as she rocks herself back and forth. She groans and her nails dig painfully into your palm. You're frozen and don't know what to do, so all you do is rub her back and pray that she'll calm down soon.

"It wants!" she shouts.

"Lottie, baby, what is it?" you ask, cupping her face and rubbing your thumb on her cheek. "Tell us."

"Hungry. Hungry." she babbles, pushing your hand off her and cackling darkly. You frown as she starts shushing and grabs Shauna's hand. "It's in you already. And you." she turns to you again, making you gulp with fear as you lock eyes with her.

"Lottie knock it off. This isn't a game." Taissa says sternly, and she breaks eye contact with you to stare at the ceiling.

As she starts speaking French, you think your ears might be deceiving you. She's the worst in French class, how the fuck is she speaking it fluently right now?! You just stare in shock as you drown out the girls yelling about Jackie sucking at French and watch how Lottie seems to get pale as she continues speaking in tongues.

"Uh...blood? I think she's saying 'blood.'" Jackie's voice seeps into your consciousness and everyone's voices are loud again as you watch Lottie suddenly get up.

Akilah holds your arm back as you try to follow Lottie to the window, shaking her head in an attempt to get you to stay back from Lottie's episode.

"You must spill blood. Or else." she pants, leaning against the window like she's in pain.

"Or else what, Lottie?" you question, noticing her breathing getting more erratic. You get a bad feeling in your stomach. "Lottie, what are you-"

You watch with horror as she smashes her face into the window and scream, immediately rushing to her side. She wipes the blood off her forehead and begins to wail, and you help her sink down to her knees as you try to make sense of what the fuck is going on with your girlfriend.

"Lottie? Lottie, what the hell, are you okay?"

You don't even notice or hear Laura Lee walking in with her bible until she throws it at Lottie, and you quickly glare at her before comforting Lottie again. She gingerly wipes blood off her nose and looks at you, and her lips tremble as you raise her chin so you can use the sleeve of your shirt to wipe the rest off.

—

The cotton Band-Aid is placed on Lottie's forehead gently, and you feel bad for thinking how cute she looks as she pouts. You grab her cheeks and kiss the top of her head once you're done, placing your hand over hers. "Tell me if it hurts and I'll shake some more Aspirin out of Misty, okay?"

You smile as you get a laugh out of her and kiss her cheek, taking her hand and helping her off the table. You lead her back to the sofa and get her under the covers, getting in behind her and wrapping your arms around her waist. She reaches behind and pulls you in closer until you're flat against her, holding your hand against her stomach.

"What did you mean when you said it was in me too?" you mumble.

Lottie shrugs, playing with your fingers as she frowns. She doesn't even remember saying that. Doesn't even remember smashing her head against the window either.

"I don't know. I just wanna sleep," she says after a moment of silence.

"You saw Tai eating dirt last night?" you're in disbelief, looking at Lottie with a confused expression. "Wait, when was this?" you don't remember her leaving the bed.

"I heard a noise last night and went to check it out."

"Are you sure it wasn't just a dream? I don't know Taissa's personal tastes, but I don't think she'd resort to eating dirt," you say, frowning when you see her face fall slightly.

"I don't know. Maybe," she mumbles, hugging the side of her arm.

"I just feel like there's something else you're not telling me." you shrug, sitting down on one of the logs and looking up at her. She tenses up a bit, avoiding your eyes and shifting her weight on her feet. "You have been acting kinda off lately. You can tell me anything, you know."

Lottie feels her mouth go dry at your words. She knows she should just tell you about her meds, but can't she bring herself to open her mouth. There's a little part of her that still thinks you'd leave her if she told you about her diagnosis. She feels weak in the knees at the thought and sits down next to you.

"I think I'm seeing things." she sighs, bouncing her leg relentlessly. "And I don't know if they're real or not."

"Seeing things like what? Like, a shadow out of the corner of your eye or...?"

"Like seeing a deer with bloody antlers that nobody else saw type of things." she swallows hard, not bringing herself to face you in case you're looking at her like she's crazy.

"Maybe it's just stress related?" you propose. You've been out here for you don't know how many months, but it's been a while, and it's only natural that the body starts to cope however it can, right? You furrow your brow at the thought - maybe those voices you hear at night should be concerning...

"You don't believe me?" she finally turns to you, looking at you with a hurt expression. Her doe eyes are on full display, and you shake your head, holding her hand in yours.

"I believe you." you kiss her knuckles and scoot in closer to her. She feels a huge relief at your words. "Maybe you could go to Laura Lee? She'd probably know what to say better than I could. Maybe she could help you with your problem - give you some spiritual advice or something?"

Lottie nods and smiles at you, leaning her head to rest on your shoulder. She runs her hands along the length of your arm and gently digs her nails into your skin as she thinks about it. It's not the worst idea - in fact, she was thinking of already asking her about it, but she wanted to go to you first.

"I'll ask her. Come with me?"

"Maybe you should go alone. I already told Akilah I'd help her with finding some berries that we can all eat anyway. Tell me how it goes though?" you get up, holding your arms out for her to take. You pull her in for a kiss and wish her luck and watch her disappear into the cabin before you head out to find Akilah.

—

"I don't think you should go with Taissa and the others." Lottie pleads, begging for you to listen as you pack your things. "You know there's nothing out there."

"Why? Think you'll miss me too much if I go?" you tease, and you stop packing when you see how distressed she looks.

"I... I had a dream. I saw a river of blood and red smoke. I just don't want you to get hurt. Please, stay with me."

"You know I believe you, right? About your... visions. But Laura Lee has you thinking you're some type of prophet, Lottie." you sigh. Maybe getting her to go to Laura Lee was a mistake. She baptized her for Christ's sake. You've tried to think rationally about it - you know Laura Lee had good intentions but still. But at least Lottie feels better about the whole situation you guess. "Do you really want me to stay?"

She nods and pouts at you. You give in and start taking your things out of the bag, and you see her shoulders visibly relax. As you take out your clothes, she wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you in for a bone-crushing hug, kissing your cheek repeatedly. "Thank you."

You walk up to Lottie with one of the flowers you picked out while looking around for crafts. "Will you... go to doomcoming with me?" you ask, holding your breath. It comes out as a big snort when she breaks and rolls her eyes, pushing your shoulder softly before she takes the flower.

"Of course. But I was gonna ask you." she mumbles, sniffing the flower before tucking your hair behind your ear. She places the flower in your hair, rubbing her thumbs along your cheek. "You can still ask me." you reply, pulling her in by her waist and waiting expectantly.

You see her blush a little and smirk, and she reaches down to the crafts table and picks up two wooden pieces, and hands one to you. It's carved into a deer's antler held together by flowers and stems, almost resembling a keychain of some sort. Her piece is the same but a little bigger. They're matching.

"I made this for you. For us. Kinda like puzzle pieces, I guess. But, uh, I was gonna give it to you when I asked so... Go to doomcoming with me?" she asks shyly, her brown eyes sparkling with shyness.

"Hmm... I dunno." you pretend to contemplate it, wincing when she shoves your shoulder. You pout and rub the sting but smile at her, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "I'd be honored to go to doomcoming with you, Lott."

—

Waiting impatiently behind the 'party' string the girls made, you hear Javi clanging against the scrap metal which signals the start of doomcoming. You slowly enter through, feeling nervous as you pat down your dress shirt and fix your hair. You wanna look good for Lottie since you two didn't see each other as you were getting ready, both wanting it to be a surprise. The second you spot her the breath gets knocked out of your lungs - she looks so beautiful. Like a goddess with that antler crown of hers. You can't help the gummy smile that breaks out as you two lock eyes, and you sheepishly shuffle over to her.

"You look really good. Laura Lee would be honored." you tell her, softly running your hands over the dress. She gives you a sad smile before pulling you in for a kiss, and you feel her put something light on your head. You pull back confused before reaching up and touching a crown made of sticks.

"It's like mine," she says, leaning her head down and touching her crown with yours. You giggle at her antics and bring her in for another kiss. "You're so cute," you mumble against her lips.

"Come get another drink with me." she leads you over to the jar of berries and pours you a generous amount, taking a tiny sip before handing it to you. You grimace as you swallow it down, hating the tiny chunks still left in there.

You drink 2 cups of it nonetheless - you're not about to miss out on free booze out here. No way. You also have some of that broth with her, letting her spoon-feed it to you as it drips down the side of your mouth.

—

"What we need is a slow dance." Misty cheers, and you catch the way Coach tries to cover his grimace. But you agree - maybe just because you really want to dance with Lottie and feel normal for a second again. But it's a nice thought.

Smiling at Lottie humming, you nod your head along to the sound of her voice. Taissa breaks out in song and the rest of the girls sing along, making you snort as you watch her dance with Van. This gets the other girls going and they prance around with each other, and you feel Lottie grab you by the hand and tug you into her body. "Dance with me?"

You groan and flush in embarrassment as she sways your arms to the beat of her humming and hide your face in her neck. Your hands fly to her waist, and you lick your lips while staring at her, thinking she looks amazing with the slight stain of the berries on her mouth and the way her eyes are half-lidded as she looks at you. The booze suddenly hits you, and you try to blink away your blurry vision. The more you dance around with Lottie, the more your stomach twists, and you gently push away from her.

"Maybe we should sit down. Feel funny..." you slur, leading her over by a mossy tree log and collapsing by it. She sits down next to you and plays with your fingers, bringing it up close to your face as if to inspect them.

You don't know how you ended up away from Lottie, but when you open your eyes again, it's dark. You're a few feet away and slumped against a tree while watching her sway as she kneels on the ground. You giggle at her movements and attempt to get up but you're too drunk and woozy. She turns around at the sound of your voice and smiles with a loopy grin, crawling over to you.

She gets on your lap and breathes hotly into your ear, her hands roaming over your body. "It's hungry." Your eyes close shut at the feeling and you moan softly as she begins peppering desperate kisses along your cheek and neck. She lifts herself up for a brief moment to move her dress out of the way, and you feel the fabric of her panties against your thigh.

Her hands push you more against the tree as she humps you wildly, and you only remember that the others are still there when she reaches down and cups your center. Your eyes fly open, and you try to hold her hips still but she growls at you, squeezing your wrists and slamming them against your sides.

"Lottie, not here," you whine, mouth hanging open as her knee slips between your legs and rubs against your pussy. She squeezes her legs around yours as she continues humping your thigh, and your brows furrow when you feel her bite your neck. Like, really bite it. Almost like she's trying to rip off your jugular.

She shushes you as you squirm, biting down hard enough to draw blood. Your cry is immediately silenced by her lips as she slams them against yours, and her hands begin undoing your dress shirt. She only gets a couple of buttons undone before you're pushing her off, stumbling as you try to regain your balance.

You don't know why, but your feet feel the need to get away from here. From Lottie. So, you start running. You rush into the forest without looking back and try to see in front of you as the night sky barely illuminates the forest.

"The stag is getting away. Get it." Lottie yells to the girls, getting up in a hurry and rushing after you. The girls follow along, and Shauna grabs a knife from the ground used for cutting the fabric earlier before catching up.

The eerie sound of them whooping and howling behind you makes you sweat with terror, the adrenaline only doing so much to keep you further from them. Your legs burn the faster you run but you force yourself to keep going. You quickly look behind to see some of them carrying weapons, and that fatal mistake causes you to trip and fall on a tree root. Your shoulder slams down into the dirt and while trying to ignore the pain, you kick your legs and scoot back as Lottie practically throws herself on you.

"Got you, little one."

—

You stare stupidly at Lottie as she puts on what you can only describe as some sort of antler headpiece. Drool drips down as your mouth hangs open, and you grunt as Mari grips your jaw roughly as Lottie shoves a pinecone in your mouth.

"Shh..." she whispers, rubbing your cheek with her hand as you struggle. "Stop fighting."

Her voice is mean and demanding, and you flinch back at her harsh tone. She looks back towards Shauna with the knife and steps away, letting her get close to you. Your heart sinks as Shauna brings the knife up to your neck, and you desperately look between her and Lottie.

"It's okay. It wants us to do this." Lottie gets beside you and tries to comfort you, her breath hitching as you groan in pain when you feel Shauna dig the knife into the side of your throat. "That's it..."

With the pinecone still in your mouth, you try to gurgle out Shauna's name to get her to stop but it's no use - the blade just goes in deeper until you feel blood trails drip down to your chest. But suddenly, your savior comes to the rescue. Nat pushes Shauna out of the way and gets the pinecone out, and you cough and spit up bits of wood. She helps untie you from the weird-looking altar they set up as well, not meaning to push you back so hard as she stumbles for the knife Shauna drops on the ground.

In a haze, you stagger towards them, holding your wound as it throbs with pain. You glance towards Lottie who doesn't even look like she's on this planet right now and wonder what the fuck has gotten into her. She stares at Nat with a sour expression as she holds the knife towards her.

"Oh, fuck. Are you okay?" Nat's voice sounds a bit distorted as you try to keep the blackness from covering your vision completely, and you nod. "'m fine." you wheeze out, shaking your head and trying to fix your vision.

Lottie uses Nat being distracted to jump forward and grab her wrist, snarling in her face. "It's in all of us, you know. Even them. Even you." and she giggles as Nat pushes her down.

You drop to your knees from the overwhelming pain and watch your girlfriend giggle crazily, Nat breezing past you and heading back to the cabin. You make eye contact with Lottie and feel your body freeze as she continues to giggle at no one. The last thing you see before you pass out is her crawling over to you and whispering your name in a sing-songy voice.

The first thing you feel when you wake up is the heavy pressure on your chest.

You groggily open your eyes to find your girlfriend sleeping on you like a cat, all curled up and snoring softly into your neck. You feel weak and your skin is all clammy and covered in sweat as you get up as far as you can and gently push her off. The strength you used causes your neck to throb in pain and you slap your hand over your wound, all the events of last night flooding back to you.

What the actual fuck happened?!

Why did all the girls go crazy on you and try to skin you alive? And why was Lottie calling you a stag like you were game for them to hunt and kill? Jesus, you are never drinking wilderness berries ever again.

The rest of the girls stir in their sleep and slowly begin to wake up. Lottie twitches and sits up, and you avoid her eyes as she looks at you. You get up and groan, your head pounding as you shuffle back to the cabin. As you make your way through the woods, you turn around and see the rest of the group following you and feel a spike of fear. Shauna avoids your gaze with a guilty head turn but Lottie stares into your eyes, looking at you with a curious expression.

You spot Coach and Van sitting out front, Jackie leaning against the door like she's waiting for her cheating husband to come home. She yells at the girls while you keep glancing at Lottie, feeling nervous next to her and getting acutely aware of your blood-soaked shirt.

"Wait, shrooms?" Shauna repeats, and you catch Misty's bashful look as she turns her head away.

You can barely pay attention to the conversation happening right now, too busy trying to figure out if the hushed voices you hear are from the girls or in your head. You suddenly get a staticky feeling in your body, all the hairs on your arms and legs sticking up like something's waiting to happen.

"Wait, stop! Do you hear that?" Lottie's voice breaks you out of your spell as you hear rustling in the bushes behind you. You turn around to see a brown blob among the green, looking closer and realizing that the figure is a bear.

You gasp and back away, accidentally bumping into Lottie's arm. She barely moves back and you have to pull her along with you until your feet hit the stairs of the cabin.

"Shauna, the knife." Lottie shrugs your hand away from her wrist and holds it out for the knife, and you look at her like she's insane. Shauna hands it to her and she slowly starts walking towards the bear.

"Lottie, what the fuck are you doing?" you whisper-yell at her, gripping her wrist roughly and trying to pull her back. "It'll be okay," she tells you, pushing your arm back and stalking forward. You watch with a heavy feeling in your stomach as she comes face to face with the bear, your breathing getting erratic as it looks like it's about to pounce.

But it doesn't - it kneels in front of her like it's letting her kill it. Asking her to. You look away as she stabs it in the head, jumping as you hear the loud roar it lets out from the pain. You hear Lottie's heavy breathing get closer to you until you feel her hand grab your chin, making you look towards her.

"See? I told you. Everything's okay."

—

The awkward silence between you and Lottie as you get dressed is killing you. You feel like you did when you first started dating her - shy and awkward and nervous, like it's your first time seeing her naked. The words get caught in your throat, but you stop stalling and close your eyes, mentally telling yourself to just get it out.

"Are we..." you clear your throat as you finish adjusting your shirt. "Are we okay? I just feel like... we should talk about last night."

She nods at you genuinely and buttons up that green sweater you love so much, walking closer to you and taking your hand in hers. She kisses your knuckles and waits for you to continue. "I wanna be okay with you. Aren't we?"

"You tried to kill me last night." you scoff with a smile, getting serious as you remember how culty everything felt. "Like offering me to the Gods type shit."

"We were all on shrooms." she says with a gentle voice, hypnotizing you with that soft look in her eyes. You roll your eyes and mumble a quiet "Yeah." and kiss her on the lips. She hums as she moves your neck to the side, noticing the deep bite mark she left, getting strangely proud over it.

She kisses the fresh scar on your neck and murmurs, "C'mon. Let's go eat."

—

"Let's join hands."

You groan internally and feel your stomach rumble, begrudgingly putting your food down by your side and letting Lottie take your hand. You can't help but grin at Jackie glaring at Misty as she tries to be friendly and refuses to take her hand.

"To the spirit of the bear, who sacrificed so that we could survive, we give our thanks."

"Thank you." you and everyone else repeat.

"And to the ancient Gods of the sky and the dirt, we give our thanks."

"Thank you." everyone but you and Jackie repeat.

You glance at Lottie out of the corner of your eye, tentatively reaching for your bowl of meat and wondering if it's okay to start eating again.

"Jackie didn't say it," Misty calls out, looking around for approval.

"No, I did not thank the dirt for bringing us a brain-dead bear. What is even happening right now? I mean, what the fuck is wrong with you all?" she breaks, and you know this is going to cause an argument that is going to get ugly real fast.

"Don't tell me to calm down," she yells at Shauna, and you glance at her right next to you and how she clenches her jaw as Jackie confronts her. "What were you gonna do to (Y/N) last night, Shauna?" she crosses her arms and pokes her tongue in her cheek.

You feel Lottie tense up beside you and her pinky touches yours. You hold your breath as Shauna looks back at you guiltily and you avert your gaze to Jackie, feeling a sense of gratitude that she's sticking up for you.

Everything escalates from there - Shauna blows up on Jackie who reveals that she slept with Jeff and got her pregnant. You're not gonna lie, you enjoyed the little drama show you got to witness, but you feel bad for Jackie. She retreated outside, forced out by Shauna with nothing but a blanket. You wanted to go after her but Lottie stopped you, telling you to stay out of it. You sneak out when everyone's asleep though, helping her at least start a little fire and fail to convince her to come back inside. Unbeknownst to you, you hug her for the last time and tell her that Shauna will probably be cooled down by tomorrow morning and everything will be okay.

When you wake up to Shauna screaming and go outside to find Jackie's frozen corpse, all you can think about is if she'd still be alive if you tried harder to convince her to come back with you.

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coraniaid · 9 months ago

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buffy/faith for the ask game

(Reverse unpopular opinions)

Easily my favorite Buffy ship and one of my favorites in any work of fiction. I think the main reasons it works so well for me are:

The way it resonates so strongly with what's going on in the rest of the show the season Faith arrives. I mean, Buffy comes out to her mother (as a Slayer), which is treated by the show as ... well, as Buffy coming out ("it's because you didn't have a strong father figure, isn't it?" / "have you tried ... not being a Slayer?" / "I've tried to march in the Slayer Pride Parade...") and a handful of episodes later Buffy meets another girl who is also a Slayer and who she starts spending a lot of time with (because they have a connection -- "it's kind of a Slayer thing" -- which she doesn't have with her other, non-Slayer friends). And while they're busy patrolling cemeteries and looking for vampires every night, this other Slayer is keen to (1) talk to Buffy about sex and quiz her on her love life; (2) repeatedly tell her that "all men are beasts" and "losers" who can't be trusted; (3) suggest that Buffy should be more open to having sex with the people she spends her nights hunting vampires with (like ... who, Faith?); and (4) is delighted when Buffy breaks up with her boyfriend (and later furious when she gets back together with her previous ex) and immediately suggests that she could replace him ("You're still going to that dance, right? [...] Why don't we go together?"). If this was deliberately laying the ground work for an explicitly romantic arc, it would feel pretty heavy-handed. The fact that it apparently wasn't (at least not on the part of the showrunner or of most of the writers) almost makes it work better, in some ways.

The way that Faith is, from the very beginning, very deliberately written as a foil for Buffy, a person Buffy might have been if things went just a little differently in her life -- because she goes through things very much like things the audience has already seen Buffy go though (living alone in a small place in a strange town with no friends all season the way Buffy did in Anne, panicking and starting to pack to run away in Faith, Hope & Trick in the same way Buffy was accused of doing just the episode before, killing a person the way Buffy thought she had in Season 2's Ted, the way her fear of Kakistos mirrors Buffy's fear of the Master in When She Was Bad) and because she is so aware of the fact that she's always being compared to Buffy and coming up short, either by other people or herself ("you get the Mom, you get the Watcher ... what do I get?") it's very easy to tie Faith's arc across the show back to Buffy and to her feelings about Buffy. Faith wanting Buffy to accept her becomes Faith wanting this idealized version of herself to forgive her failings. And likewise Buffy recriprocating Faith's feelings and admitting to herself that she is attracted to Faith becomes Buffy accepting that Faith (and the things she represents) really are an integral part of Buffy herself; that Faith isn't entirely wrong when she says that Buffy enjoys being a Slayer and that being a Slayer is something she should be proud of (or, again, being "a Slayer").

Apparently this wasn't the original plan for the character (if there ever was anything like an 'original plan'), but the fact Faith's arc in Season 3 so clearly mirrors Angel's in Season 2 -- and the fact she is so very weird about Angel all season (and that Buffy is equally weird about how attracted to Faith she just keeps insisting Angel must be) just naturally suggests that Faith might have a similiar role to Angel in the narrative beyond just the circumstances of her betrayal of (and later not-quite-being-killed by) Buffy. And Angel is -- for the first three seasons of the show at least -- primarily cast in the role of Buffy's doomed tragic love interest who she has to (metaphorically) kill but will later be reunited with. Which makes Faith ... well, something.

Even if not all the writers were on board, the fact that Eliza Dushku was deliberately playing Faith as attracted to Buffy (and that SMG was playing Buffy as alternately frustrated by and protective of and tempted by Faith) gives their scenes together a chemistry that I don't think most of Buffy's (or Buffy's) canon relationships ever managed. Whether that's the Amends porch scene or Buffy kissing Faith in the hospital in Graduation Day or any and all of their various fights across the show. And those fight scenes are all great, which is another thing I love about the ship: is it really a proper enemies-to-lovers arc if one of the people in it hasn't tried to kill the other one and left them in a coma for months?

Faith's return to Buffy in the last five epsiodes of the show is one of the last season's saving graces, and it helps that by this point the writers definitely seemed to be playing up the ship deliberately ("Willow said you needed me: didn't give it a lot of thought" / "Defensiveness and weird mixed signals ... I've got Faith for that" / "Deep down you've always wanted Buffy to accept you. To love you." / "It feels like it's mine ... I guess that means it's yours"). Even without ever being canon and without wandering what happens post-Chosen, it feels like there's a real narrative arc to their relationship, from their initially rocky start through to "just good friends" to bitter enemies through to Faith seeking (and finding) some measure of redemption and Buffy cautiously letting her back into her life. Faith isn't in the show much (or even mentioned in the show in most episodes), but it feels like she has a genuinely meaningful connection to Buffy that most characters who appeaer in less than a season's worth of episodes can't manage.

The thing that made the ship work for me, rewatching the show after several years back in 2020, is the fact that Faith is -- even at her worst -- incredibly sympathetic precisely because she is such a loser and hates herself so much. She boasts about being a great actor despite the fact we see her awkwardly telling the sort of transparent lies that ... well, normally only Buffy manages (compare "There's this big party ..." in Amends to Buffy trying to tell her old crush Ford that "there was a cat ... and then there was another cat, and they were fighting"), she wants people to think she's cool so badly but only manages to fool Xander and Willow, she tries to act as though she's happy without friends but we only ever see her alone sitting watching old tv shows or lying listlessly on her bed, she insists she doesn't need a Watcher and "has a problem with authority figures" but she is so openly desperate for any sort of parental guidance in her life that she sides with first Mrs Post then the Mayor. She ties Buffy's mom up so she can have someone to listen to how sad she is that Buffy's moved on to a new guy in college and "dumped" her. The scene in the church in Who Are You? where Faith-as-Buffy furiously attacks Buffy-as-Faith while screaming through tears that she's "nothing ... disgusting ... murderous bitch" is, I think, a strong contendor for the best scene the show ever produced.

As Doug Petrie said, the reason Faith works as a character -- and the reason that Buffy/Faith works as a ship -- is that Faith is incredibly unhappy. If Faith was the cool loner she tries to pass herself off as -- and which some of the fandom seems to think she is -- the ship wouldn't be nearly as compelling to me. Faith isn't just the part of Buffy who loves Slaying and pushes back when other people give her orders, and she's not just another verison of Angelus. She's the part of Buffy from Becoming who lost everything and ran away from home, only unlike Buffy she never got to go home again. As Angel asked Buffy in that episode: "no friends, no hope ... take that away, what's left?". Well, Faith is what's left. Of course Buffy would see herself in Faith, right from the beginning. Of course Buffy would want to protect her. As Buffy (Sunnydale Class Protector 1999) tells Angel, Faith is in pain ... she's somebody who "some people ... protective-type people" are naturally drawn to. The show is very consistent about the fact that Buffy's type is friendless losers who look good in leather and can fight alongside her in battle (but not quite as well, so she can protect them and look after them when they're hurt). And what bigger loser in the show is there than Faith?

#btvs #asks #thanks!#fuffy

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boxboxblog · 3 months ago

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F1 Break: In the Mean Time

Alrighty, so as we are all well aware the 2024 season has officially come to a close. This means we will not see cars on track until late February and no racing until mid-March.

If you are looking at the almost 3 month long break we have ahead of us and panicking over what to do with yourself (like I often do), I find Winter break is a great way to get a little deeper knowledge on F1 and it's history.

Shows or Movies:

Drive to Survive (Netflix): Controversial, but fun, this "docuseries" makes the behind the scenes of F1 into a real spectacle. As long as you take a lot of their insinuations about people with a grain of salt, it's good fun and helps get view into the politics of F1.

Rush (Prime or AppleTV): A rather dramatized version of the Lauda v Hunt rivalry, but good fun.

Hunt v Lauda (Prime): If you want a less Hollywood look at this rivalry, this documentary is great.

The Formula 1 Story (YouTube): Covers the creation and evolution of F1 and it's history.

Schumacher (Netflix): Documentary on the 7x WDC's life, career, and legacy.

A Life of Speed: The Juan Manuel Fangio Story (Netflix): Covers the story of Fangio and his championships wins.

Senna: No Fear, No Limits, No Equal (Netflix): Documentary about Ayrton Senna, has a habit of saintifying Senna but is quite informative.

Fernando (Prime): A documentary about Fernando Alonso during his time racing with IndyCar. Interesting view into another series with a familiar face.

Grand Prix Driver (Prime): A short series following McLaren during their 2017 pre-season. Great look into what teams do over the break and how they prepare.

Villeneuve Pironi: Racing's Untold Tragedy (Max): A look into the Villeneuve-Pironi rivalry and it's tragic end, seen from the perspective of both of their families.

One: Life on the Limit (AppleTV): Looks into safety throughout F1's history and the early risks involved in F1.

Science of F1 Design (YouTube): Mini-series that dives into the technical side of F1, on the official F1 channel.

Podcasts:

F1: Beyond the Grid: Official from F1, this showcases interviews with drivers, TPs, and other important figures in F1 history.

Bring Back V10s: a deep-dive into the V10 era from the 90s to the early 200s.

Missed Apex: Dives into more detailed and technical things. Can be a bit biased, but c'est la vie.

Parc Ferme: Goes into race strategies and regulations.

The Race F1: Race analysis, technical breakdowns, etc.

EngineBraking: The hosts worked as engineers in F1 and have great insight.

Shift+F1: Very beginner friendly look into F1, light and humerous.

Books:

How to Build a Car by Adrian Newey: If you are interested in the more technical aspects of F1, these insights from possibly the greatest F1 car engineer of all time would be a fascinating read.

The Mechanic by Marc Priestley: Stories from a McLaren mechanic about life inside the paddock.

The Winning Formula by Ross Brawn: Dives into strategies behind winning teams.

Life to the Limit by Jenson Button: A humorous look into Button's career, is pretty lighthearted and fun to read.

Survive.Drive.Win by Nick Fry: The story of Brawn GPs 2009 championship.

F1 Mavericks by Pete Biro: Dives into innovators in F1 throughout its history, from drivers to TPs to engineers.

The Death of Ayrton Senna by Richard Williams: A heavily researched look into Senna's career.

The Physics of Racing by Brian Beckman: A very scientific approach to understanding how F1 cars run.

F1: All The Races by Roger Smith: A detailed account of every single F1 race ever. Pretty hefty, but interesting.

Formula 1: The Champions by Maurice Hamilton: Profiles of every single F1 champion and a look into how they got there.

My Life in Formula 1 by Niki Lauda: A great insight into of of the F1 legends himself, goes through his career and his own personal viewing on his rivalry with James Hunt.

Popular YouTube Channels:

Chain Bear: Goes into F1 technical aspects in simple ways, such as what ground effect is and how the tires operate.

Driver61: Explains car performance, driving techniques, and race strategy from an ex-racing car driver.

CYMotorsport: Goes into F1 controversies, innovations, and strategies.

The Race: Dives into different controversies and different f1 happenings as well as race overviews.

F1 Reverse: Dives into different times in F1 history, as well as some gossip here and there.

Nico Rosberg: Info from the mouth of an F1 champion, does some race analysis and analysis of particular race tracks (I like his How to Master series the most)

All Time Great Races:

You can also rewatch some old races, especially if you have the F1TV subscription. I will list some super great races to watch.

1994 Australian GP

1996 Spanish GP

1998 Belgian GP

1998 European GP

2005 Japanse GP

2008 Brazilian GP

2011 Canadian GP

2014 Bahrain GP

2019 German GP

Other Motorsports:

Finally, diving into other motorsports during this time is super doable in my opinion. F1 is not alone in this massive world, and their are dozens of other very interesting series. MotoGP is one of my all time favorites, and is racing on two wheels instead of four. If you think F1 drivers are crazy for doing what they do, just wait until you see someone fall off a bike and skid across the pavement at 150 mph, then you will understand real crazy. IndyCar is also a blast, and although people tend to equate it to F1 it is very different. I will list some great documentaries/series that dive into other motorsports below.

MotoGP Unlimited (Prime): A look into the 2021 MotoGP season, follows riders and teams. Great first look into how that world works.

Fastest (Prime): A look into the MotoGP rivalry between Valentino Rossi and Jorge Lorenzo during the 2011 season.

Marc Marquez: All In (Prime): Story about MotoGP champion Marc Marquez and his return to racing after an intense injury.

100 Days to Indy (Netflix): Story about the drivers in IndyCar and their path to the Indy 500.

Nascar: Full Speed (Netflix): A documentary that follows a few teams and drivers as they take part in the championship.

NASCAR: The Rise of American Speed (Prime): Explores the history of this sport, super duper interesting especially with the similarities and differences to F1.

Alrighty, I hope this post is helpful! I will be doing some more series and posts throughout break, but if anyone has anything they wish to know about as always my asks are open!

Cheers,

-B

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 for beginners #f1 details

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woniverse-writes · 1 year ago

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"MOTH TO A FLAME (part 2)"

Bada Lee x Fem!Reader

part 1.5 ⟵ part 2 ⟶ part 3

series masterlist

summary: y/n l/n is the youngest team member of Jam Republic, competing in the second season of Street Woman Fighter. she’s got the sweetest smile and the most vibrant personality, but she also may or may not be the biggest hothead on the show when it comes to defending her teammates. apparently that’s attractive to Bada Lee.

word count: 12.8k (i'm so sorry)

warnings: swearing, suggestive at times, both Bada and reader are highkey obsessed with each other, Redlic, reader is described as younger and small a lot, Bada is kinda confusing with her feelings, sometimes isn't very accurate to swf's actual plot, also this isn't proofread so... sorry for any mistakes lol- lemme know if I missed anything!

After heading back to their rooms, each team celebrates finishing the first mission. some are more excited than others, based on their ranking. Like Jam Republic for example, whose first thought is to shake some ass for their victory. Kirsten and y/n keep posing and dancing toward the camera, blowing kissing, and having fun again.

“I can’t believe we just did that” Audrey sighs out, flopping back on the couch. Y/n piles on top of her, causing the slightly older girl to dramatically huff out a breath as to tease Y/n for plopping on her. The younger adjusts quickly and stares at her friend with a glare that holds no real malice, but is simply another teasing moment between the two. Audrey laughs and squeezes Y/n’s face.

“Oh, angry bunny!” she shakes the girl's head from side to side, still holding her face. The younger whines out loudly in protest, quickly pulling herself away and running to the other side of the room. The other members laugh in admiration of their youngest members.

“I hate it when you do that!” Y/n continues to whine but she also laughs along with her crew.

“Oh, but if Bada did it it’d be fine, right?” Ling provokes, and all heads whip in her direction. She has a knowing smirk and all the members burst out laughing with wide eyes as their youngest stands there shocked beyond words.

“That- that’s not- that is absolutely NOT true.” Y/n tries to suppress her nervous smile, but her bright red face and inability to cohesively string a sentence along doesn’t help her case.

“Right… yeah okay we believe you…” Emma crosses her arms and relaxes, letting out the last of her chuckles. Y/n throws her hands up and nods about to move on before it all goes downhill again.

“Puppy” Emma finished off her previous statement, sending her teammates into an even more intense frenzy of screams and chaos.

“ENOUGH” y/n’s screaming and covering her face in embarrassment, falling to the floor and curling up in a ball. They’re all laughing so hard their faces are red, and some even have tears streaming down their faces. Kirsten is trying really hard to be a responsible leader and get them to pull themselves together, but every time she looks over and meets y/n’s panicked puppy eyes she can’t help but start laughing again.

“Okay, okay, we need to take a lap and pull ourselves together” Kirsten manages to get out as everyone has calmed down for the most part. Shortly after, an announcement appears on the screen and the host is back, beginning to explain the next mission.

After it’s explained how the competition is going to work, and each team has picked its members, the lineups are revealed. The rookie class is revealed first and every team just about loses their minds when they see y/n is put in rookie.

“Ugh, I knew she was gonna be here, but I was just really hoping somehow she wouldn’t” Redy whines into her hands, receiving a comforting shoulder pat from Harimu. When Bebe sees the lineup, they’re just as worked up seeing y/n as a rookie.

"How is this even fair???" Tatter whines in despair, throwing her head back and running her hands down her face.

"Oh girl… You better get to work NOW" Lusher adds in, leaning back in her seat, side-eying the blonde.

"Maybe she's not good at choreographing…" Bada tries to ease Tatters’s mind, but as everyone turns to look at her, they can all tell even Bada doesn't believe her own words by the way she sinks into her seat

"You can't be serious right now." Tatter scoffs, covering her face and groaning.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I don't know what you want me to say- I can't think of a single bad thing to say about that girl."

"Yeah, we know" Bada's mouth drops open slightly at the jab from Cheche, who has a slight smirk on her face. To be completely honest, Bada didn’t know what to expect. It made the most sense to put y/n in the rookie class, as she’s the youngest in her crew and has danced less years than some of the others. BUT- she also has a ton of experience in different settings and styles, making her a versatile performer. Knowing her background, Bada can’t help but worry for her teammate as well as the others who have to go up against her.

The rest of the lineups are revealed and everyone gets working on choreography. Y/n is really excited yet focused as she works on her routine. The vibe of the song suits her style well and she feels confident that her choreography will at least be one of the top choices. She brings attention to every beat by articulating her movements and adjusting the strength of each one in accordance with the strength of the beat. The girl feels good about it, feeling her interpretation was executed well, but she wants to express the lyrics directly more. Having some basic knowledge of the Korean language was definitely helpful in times like this.

When it’s time to present the choreographies, y/n is one of the last to show hers, and everyone is blown away. Most of them weren’t expecting her to directly interpret the lyrics as well as incorporate the beats. Her combination of straightforward articulation and usage of lyricism, on top of her naturally flawless musicality really drew everyone in and caused her to stand out. When it came time to decide the choreography that everyone wanted to do, almost everyone thought y/n’s was the best… but that meant nothing in this competition.

"Y/n, I thought your choreography was amazing, and I'd love to dance it…" Redy starts, but a timid smile appears on her face. Y/n begins to smile gratefully before hearing the rest of Redy’s statement.

"After the competition… I think you'd be uneatable and no one else would stand a chance if we did this choreography. I'm sorry." She nods her head in apology, and y/n nods hers in understanding.

The time comes for them to all make their final decisions and Rena is the only one to vote for y/n, who happens to be the only one to vote for Rena as well. After Capri’s choreography was chosen, they all quickly conversed about when they would be back to start learning it, then went their separate ways. Along the way, y/n was stopped by Rena.

“They must be really scared of you” the Tsuba Kill member declares with a joking lilt in her voice as she walks up to match pace with the younger girl/ Y/n turns her head to look and Rena before grinning a little.

“I could say the same about you. We both got dropped for the same reason.” Y/n replies disappointed but not surprised. Rena ‘tsks’ and tilts her head, laughing off her annoyance.

“Ehhh, what can you do?” she shrugs before continuing, “We’ll just have to work even harder to prove why we’re the only ones suited for the main dancer position, right?” the older girl challenges raising an eyebrow at y/n. The younger girl raises her eyebrows in response, then sticks her hand out to Rena.

“I think we’re gonna make a good team.” She smiles and jokes slightly. Rena giggles and shakes her hand before they go to their individual rooms.

Yeah so Tatter comes back from the meeting and everyone can immediately sense her stress, so she explains how everything went down.

"I really loved y/n's choreography, but I knew she'd look best doing it, so I couldn't bring myself to vote for her" Tatter sits back and sighs, running her hands down her face. All of Bebe nods and hums in understanding. Not even Bada tries to counter the fact that y/n would look best doing her choreo, because it’s true, and she couldn’t bring herself to lie about that.

“It’s okay, you made the right decision. It’s better for you to have chosen something you were confident in learning and executing, rather than something you wouldn't have been able to achieve in the short period of time we have.” the leader calmly reassures her member and pats her head, smoothing out her hair.

When y/n returns to Jam Republic’s hideout, she’s not as visibly as upset as she was before talking with Rena.

“How’d it go??” Kirsten asked with wide eyes, seated and ready to listen. Latrice tuned in but continued to work on her own choreography. Y/n sighed and closed her eyes for a second.

“I did really well” she started with her eyes still closed. Kirsten straightens her stature and throws her hands up in excitement.

“That’s great!! And you must've done REALLY well for you to be able to say that yourself-” she praises her youngest dancer, excited to see her recognizing her own talent, but then Kirsten takes notice of the lack of excitement on the other end. Her face drops slightly and she lets out a sigh

“But…” Kirsten urges, and y/n takes a deep breath

“But they all thought I did too well… they all loved my choreo and wanted to learn it, but not for the competition. None of them want to compete because they think I’ll look the best doing it, and no one else will stand a chance.” she explains and looks even more disappointed than before. Kirsten clicks her tongue and stands to give her a hug. Latreice stops working on her piece and also comes to embrace the girl.

“That’s such a stupid reason not to vote for your choreography. They should be picking based on which one is the best, and if they recognized yours as the best but still didn’t pick it, it’s because they’re intimidated…” Kirsten begins to explain, tucking a piece of hair behind y/n's ear, and then petting her hair affectionately.

“Exactly, so now you just need to go out there and show them exactly why they should still be intimidated. Because no matter who’s choreography gets chosen, you’re gonna eat it up.” Latrice finishes, gently rubbing the younger girl's back. Y/n exhales and nods.

The next day of practice goes well and y/n feels confident with Capri’s choreography. It was easy, but she knew how to accentuate and execute each move to suit her style best. When they all finish learning their respective dances, the teams meet back the next day to battle for the main dancer position. They have a few minutes before they actually start shooting, so most dancers are getting some last-minute practice in or discussing with their team. Both Jam Republic and Bebe are working non-stop to perfect the pieces they’re about to compete. When y/n pauses to grab water, Bada sees this as an opportunity to quickly catch up, and maybe even an opportunity to psych her out a little in favor of Tatter. Did Bada feel bad thinking this way? Of course she did, but she held no ill intent, she just knew y/n would be amazing no matter what, so maybe just a little bit more pressure and it’d cause her nerves to hinder her a bit. Because at the end of the day, this was still a competition, and Bada was dedicated to winning.

The Bebe leader sauntered over to a focused y/n with a cool expression. The younger girl stood with her hands on her hips, head back and eyes closed as she caught her breath. Bada didn’t want to startle her necessarily, but we all know how she loves to tease. The older girl tugged on y/n’s beanie, pulling it down over her eyes, causing her to yelp in surprise and stand up straight, quickly pulling the hat off her own head. Her wide eyes meet Bada’s, who’s busy giggling at her shocked expression- but when she processes everything, her hands are back on her hips and she tilts her head with what’s supposed to be a stern expression.

“Hey.” is all y/n says and it has Bada dying laughing. Both of their respective teams are now subtly watching the interaction.

“You should probably put your hate back on” Bada raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms as she recommends the younger girl. Y/n fakes pouts and crosses her arms as well.

“And why should I? Hm?” she questions raising her own eyebrows. Bad pokes the inside of her cheek with her tongue and grins, pleasantly surprised at y/n’s lack of obvious nerves. She notices the girl’s slight blush, but that’s her only present giveaway.

“Because your hair is a mess” she states calmly but still teasing, and ruffles the short girl’s hair, messing it up even more. Y/n whines and moves her head back so it’s out of Bada’s reach. She pouts and tries to fix her hair by running her fingers through it.

“You’re so mean to me!” she pouts trying not to smile or laugh, the blush on her face becoming much more intense as Bada continues to laugh at her. y/n finally gives up on trying to fix her hair and turns to fully face Bada again.

“Fix it.” she demands, looking up at Bada, still pouting. It’s the older girl’s turn to be shocked, as her eyes widen immensely and her face goes red in an instant.

“Eh?” she tilts her head and giggles, only slightly confused.

“You made my hair a mess, so you fix it.” The small dancer just continues to talk with a pout, still trying not to smile, waiting for Bada to do something. The older dancer hesitates slightly before sighing and pretending to be annoyed at the demands, before starting to run her fingers through y/n’s hair. The second Bada’s hand makes contact with y/n’s head, the pout from the younger of the two immediately dissipates into a gentle smile. She’s staring up into Bada’s eyes, who happens to be avoiding eye contact, opting to focus on smoothing out y/n’s hair.

“There, you should be good.” Bada nods, still not meeting y/n’s eyes, causing a small pout to return to the younger’s face. She just takes the beanie that y/n is still holding and positions it neatly on her head, tucking her hair so it sits comfortably but still looks nice. Meanwhile, anyone who happens to look over right now would how lovestruck y/n is by the older dancer. Her eyes glitter and she’s trying so hard to suppress the biggest smile ever that she has to bite her lip- which in turn causes Bada to have to focus even harder on anything besides the girl in front of her. When she finally does glance down to meet y/n’s eyes, Bada’s breath catches in her throat, not expecting the look she was getting from the younger girl.

“Alright, get out of here. Go back to practicing.” Bada turns y/ns by her shoulders and shoves her slightly back in the direction of her team. Y/n just laughs, feeling so at peace with Bada, not realizing the effect she has on her.

“You’re the one who came over here to bother me!” the younger of the two exclaims, still laughing and watching Bada retreat backward, still keeping an eye on her. The older waves a hand dismissively and shakes her head.

“No wayyyyy, that’s not what happened.” She elongates and smiles charmingly, still trying to tease and get a rise out of y/n.

“Yeah?” y/n raises an eyebrow and Bada can’t help but think how attractive she looks when she’s confident. She’s only ever been shy around her up until a few minutes ago, and Bada can’t tell which she likes more yet. She shakes her head at the younger girl and continues back to her team’s area with a smile and blush painting her face. Bada was expecting to get y/n worked up before she had to go on in hopes of getting her nervous enough to slightly underperform, but she’s pretty sure that totally backfired, because now Bada herself is the one feeling flustered, and Y/n seems more confident than she did before. Once reaching her team, Bada doesn’t even go back to practicing right away, she just sits down and takes a large drink of water.

Y/n puts her earbuds back in and goes back to practicing with agrin on her face after watching Bada sit down.

“So she’s not even gonna debrief with us what just happened?” Emma questions from her seat near Latrice and Kirsten. Ling, the biggest y/n-targeter, glances at the girl again to see her marking the routine but with full facials and can tell her adrenaline is pumping even more now. She turns back to Emma and chuckles

“She’s on a different level right now- I don’t think we can disturb her even if we tried” Ling just laughed and stretched her arms above her head.

“It’s like Bada’s attention gives her energy” Audrey notes smiling at how focused her friend is on executing the routine diligently

“Bada could probably spit in her face and tell her she’s the worst dancer she’s ever seen and y/n would just be like “I have to be better for her”.” Emma mocks in a dainty voice causing the others to laugh.

“Oh leave her alone, there’s nothing wrong with having a little crush.” Kirsten, ever the motherly type, gently comments to the rest of the team. She herself glances at y/n to see her taking another short sip of her water, eyes still sparkling, but also fiery with determination.

As the time arrives for the rookie class to compete for the main dancer title, all of the teams are hyping up their rookie. y/n is being shaken around by her members in an attempt to hype her up, which is very effective until she steals a glance in Bada’s direction to see her pressing her forehead to Tatter’s.

"haha that was cute- I'm killing myself" Y/n fake laughs and the look in her eyes says “I’m fucking dying inside”. Her teammates panic for a second and whip around back to face her direction, then follow her line of sight. Emma tries to cover up her laugh with a cough.

"Don't worry y/n, I gotchu-" Audrey jokes around, aggressively grabbing y/n by the face and planting a fat kiss on her cheeks, making sure to cause an annoyingly loud 'smooch' sound. y/n yelps in surprise but then laughs and shoves her away, not even bothering to wipe away the lipstick stain on her cheek

Bada doesn't see the interaction but notices the lipstick print on y/n's cheek when she steps into the center, and suddenly feels bitterly confused. Now she can't even focus on the competition in front of her because she's so stuck on trying to figure out which Jam member's lipstick matches the one of y/n's cheek. After she realizes how obsessive she's being, Bada tries to solely focus on watching everyone perform

"Let's go, Tatter!" she's screaming and cheering for her teammate, but her eyes are mostly focused on the girl next to her. y/n dances the choreography as if it's her own, showing her truest self as a performer. Bada feels like it’s truly amazing watching her dance because it’s almost like the music lives inside y/n with the way she hits every beat and accent flawlessly and effortlessly. Every move she makes looks natural- like this is too easy for her.

It comes down to the final four being her, Capri, Tatter, and Rena. They rematch and Bada is just happy Tatter made it that far- of course, she hopes the blonde is able to secure the main dancer title, but she’s pretty positive y/n’s had it secured since she learned the choreography. Watching the rematch only confirms Bada’s thoughts, y/n somehow executing the piece even more excellently than the first time. She cheers, albeit slightly resigned, already knowing the outcome.

The judges converse for quite some time and then finally face the dancers.

“We’ve chosen this member as the main dancer based on the quality of their movement and their ability to flawlessly interpret the song’s vibe” Monika prefaces the reveal with their reasoning.

“Main dancer for the rookie class is…” Mike Song starts back up

“Jam Republic’s Y/n.” Her tense figure relaxes as she sighs and the rest of her crew comes running up to surround her in a hug. She’s grinning and giggling slightly as the mic is passed over for her to say a few words about getting the position. She can barely even bring the mic up to speak into it, as her members are still hugging her tightly.

“This really is an amazing opportunity, and I’m extremely grateful. I’ll continue to improve the performance and show everyone an even better version. Thank you.” she bows politely (or attempts to, still secured in place with the loving arms of her members). The other teams applaud her again and Jam Republic walks back to their seats, y/n is in the back of the bundle. As they walk past Bebe, Bada confidently shouts out

“Y/n-ie congratulations, you were amazing!” and the small girl whips around, confused puppy dog eyes quickly scanning and finding Bada in the audience near her. She smiles the brightest smile ever seen and her breathing quickens a little bit.

“Thank you, so much” she replies a bit breathlessly, bowing and then not even trying to suppress her girlish giggles when she turns away from the older girl.

“Wow… she even got a recognized by Bada… y/n really is THAT good, huh…” Yeni Cho gushes, jealous of the praise and recognition the youngest competitor is getting.

“Did Bada just compliment you?” Kirsten murmurs the question once y/n gets closer to her. The younger of the two just giggles again and shrugs her shoulders, trying to suppress her smile.

“I guess she did…”

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Next was the sub-leader battle, which let’s just say, did not go well for y/n. She was still riding her high from getting crowned main dancer, and she was so excited to watch Latrice perform after watching her choreography, but she was still mildly annoyed at the others for doubting her members. The judges ask about the process and hardships and Redlic begins to speak. She expresses an irritation towards Latrice’s apparent lack of professionalism, causing all of Jam Republic to prickle slightly, especially their designated hothead, y/n. She was able to control her distaste for a bit, but then Redlic started talking out of her ass again and y/n couldn't help but roll her eyes and scoff in irritation.

"I'm so fucking sick of her attitude" and Kirsten's eyes get so wide, she immediately turns to her and covers her mouth

"You really need to start remembering you're on camera," she says seriously but laughs a little. y/n doesn't even look pissed at this point- she's got this annoyed, almost disgusted look on her face.

"your girl is pissed off again"

Bada immediately turns to look for y/n, and Tatter throws her hands up in defeat. y/n keeps listening to Redlic complain, now with an exhausted glare, waiting for her to shut the fuck up

"I'm so tired of her shit-" she starts with arms crossed, "maybe if she was better she wouldn’t have to rely on making excuses as to why she couldn't pick up the choreo." y/n speaks evenly and surprisingly calm, but one look at her face tells everyone that her comment was a genuine dig intended to knock the blonde dancer down a peg. Members from both Bebe and 1 Million hear her, as they are the two teams sitting on the outside of Jam Republic, and can’t help but either laugh in shock or sit there with scared wide eyes.

“Waaaah y/n is so scary!” Redy exclaims hiding slightly behind Lia Kim, giggling nervously.

When it comes time for them to finally dance, y/n is already on her feet ready to cheer Latrice on louder than anyone has ever cheered. Although she’s ready to cheer, y/n still looks cold and scary with her arms crossed and the tired glare beaming in her eyes. The music starts and y/n is already screaming.

“Let’s go Latrice! It’s yours! TAKE IT!!!” her screams even had Bada raising her eyebrows in shock at the volume and continuous energy coming out of the small girl. She suppresses a smile and goes back to watching Lusher dance alongside Latrice. Once the music stopped, y/n was critiquing openly in an instant.

"She tried too hard to make it sexy, it ended up looking cheap" she states, cold eyes trained on Redlic.

"damn, you are RUTHLESS" Audrey comments, laughing at her friend's easy to activate temper.

The judges converse once again, and they seem to make a decision quicker than when y/n had competed.

“The dancer chosen to fill the main dancer position is Jam Republic’s Latrice.” they announce and y/n shoots up in the air like a rocket, screaming her lungs out. The relief she feels after hearing the news is very evident on her face. As the judges gave their opinions and reasoning behind their decision y/n felt herself finally feeling satisfied, a proud smile overtaking her features. Her peace is disturbed very quickly though by Redlic, who expresses how she thinks the decision was unfair, and that Latrice was only picked for her physique.

Y/n had never felt more enraged at that moment.

“Is she fucking serious?” she outwardly and quite loudly questions, causing everyone to look at her, and Kirsten to put a hand on her shoulder, giving her a look as to say “watch yourself”. Redlic meets the girl's eyes and immediately regrets everything. Y/n has never looked more dangerous, poking the inside of her cheek with her tongue. She’s got this angry, evil smirk- and she laughs when Redlic turns around and goes “sorry” while hanging her head.

“Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought” Y/n crosses her arms and leans back in her seat, face still hot with anger, and eye trained on Redlic as she walks back to her seat. Kirsten sighs and massages her forehead, stressed because 1) why the fuck did one of her dancers just get talked about like that in the grand year of 2023, and 2) she doesn’t know how she’s gonna deal with little-miss-attitude-problem. Even after putting her rage aside for a moment to congratulate and celebrate Latrice, y/n is back to glaring at Redlic, unable to pay attention to anything else, until it’s time for the leader lineup to compete.

The leaders all step away from their crews and into the fight zone, preparing to battle. Audrey, wanting to cause some mischief and tease her friends some more, turns to y/n with a look that can’t mean anything good.

“So who do you want to be the main dancer y/n? Are you still our team member or has Bebe won you over?” the short-haired girl ponders sarcastically.

"What kind of question even is that? Of course Kirsten- she's my mom, Bada is just my girlfriend." y/n answers sounding fully serious, but obviously joking when she shares the second half of her response. Emma ‘tsks’ and looks over at the two of them with a strange look.

"Why do you always have to say stuff that's gonna get you canceled when there are cameras around" the oldest of the three asks jokingly, causing the youngest’s jaw to drop in confusion.

"Why would I get canceled??"- "BECAUSE YOU AREN'T DATING HER????" Emma and y/n go back and forth just like siblings. Audrey laughs at the chaos she caused, Ling sighs- disappointed but not surprised with the banter, and Latrice minds her own business- focusing on Kirsten and the competition.

"I just wish for one day of peace where y/n isn't saying weird shit and being delusional-" "DID YOU SEE THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT ME BRO???"

yeah…

It’s officially time for the leaders to battle and, y/n is sat, ready to go. Bada and Kirsten are in separate groups, much to y/n’s satisfaction, as she can freely watch both without having to worry about missing the other. y/n tries to control her awe while watching Bada, but she gets a little too excited and ends up outwardly cheering- and she panics and laughs when Audrey playfully side-eyes her. She sits back down and tries to suppress her excitement, but Bada is just too good to be real. It’s not a style that y/n would be able to pull off unless she was 100% confident in knowing the choreography, but watching Bada do it so effortlessly made her want to learn it too. When she does the final ‘lighter’ pose at the end, Bada comes back to reality and can feel eyes on her, which makes sense since everyone was watching, but she still shifts her eyes slightly to meet with y/n’s. Y/n, who is holding her breath, covering the lower half of her face (hiding a blush). Y/n, whose eyes widen about three sizes when she realizes Bada is staring at her. The girl fumbles for a second but then moves her hands away from her face to give Bada a double ‘thumbs up’ and frantically nods in approval, revealing a blush in the meantime. Bada just smirks and turns to exit the floor in order to make room for the next group.

When she's watching Kirsten though- it's a shock how y/n hasn't passed out yet with how much she's screaming and cheering. Bada’s eyes are going back and forth between Kirsten and y/n. She’s surprisingly able to focus more on the leader’s dancing, rather than the younger member’s cheering. Either way, she’s irritated. If y/n were on her team, would she cheer for her like that? Does she truly think Kirsten is better than her, or is it just because they’re on the same team? Bada’s head is full of questions, but she forces herself to push them aside for right now, putting her full focus back on the competition.

When they rematch the first time, y/n controls her emotions even less. Again, Bada and Kirsten are in different groups, allowing y/n to enjoy both of their performances. Then when they rematch the third time, all her restraint is out the door. She’s screaming and cheering as loud as ever, and everyone just assumes it’s for Kirsten- which most of it is! But occasionally y/n will react to something Bada had done, and nobody even questions it.

The two finish dancing together and everyone can admit that they’re untouchable.

“Can’t they just both be the main dancers?” Y/n groans and whines in anticipation as the judges take their good ‘ol time deciding the main dancer. When Bada is announced as the winner, y/n claps respectfully with a disappointed but somewhat satisfied smile. Of course she’s extremely happy for her, but it’s still a loss for her team. So the young girl stands up and claps slightly more enthusiastically, just happy to have been able to witness such an insane performance.

Bada is feeling unexplainably proud. She falls to the ground and thanks the judges. Kirsten did such an amazing job and Bada truly felt honored to have been able to dance with her. She really did have a better understanding now why y/n admired her so much.

Then Bada kisses Kirsten on the cheek, and the young girl stops smiling and clapping altogether- she just kind of freezes, her mouth slightly hung open. With her body still frozen mid-clap, y/n just slowly turns her head to Emma who's already looking at her with an amused smirk, trying not to burst out laughing at her younger teammate's jealousy.

“Why is it everyone BUT ME???” y/n snaps out of her frozen frame and dramatically crumples to the ground.

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On the day of the video shoot, everyone is getting their hair and makeup done. Bada is sitting away from the rest of the leaders when she feels her phone buzz. She picks it up to see a text from y/n, and when she opens it, she's met with a selfie of her and Tatter. It's the two of them making scrunched-up faces and pouting playfully at the camera. They're both holding onto a ribbon-tied strand of the other's hair, pretending to tug on it. Bada smiles subconsciously and hearts the message, saving the picture. She then aims her camera at the mirror snapping her own selfie and sending it. She’s honestly really glad y/n set that because the two hadn’t texted since Bada first got her number a few days ago.

Y/n’s phone pings twice and she opens it, only to slam it back down. It wasn’t even that serious but Bada looked way too good in that picture for y/n to think rationally. On top of that- she didn’t really want her stylist to accidentally peek over her shoulder and see that she was texting Bada. So she waited for the stylist to walk away for a second, before opening her phone again to heart the message and reply with ‘stooop, you look so good😩’. She hesitated for a second before ultimately deciding to save the picture to her camera roll, smiling then placing her phone back down on the counter as her stylists came back.

Bada opens her phone again, smiling at the message. She types out ‘call me on your break’ but decides to change it to ‘text me when you guys get a break? I wanna talk to you<3’ then presses send. Y/n receives the message and turns her brightness down to make it harder for anyone else to see. She bites her lip to suppress her smile and replies ‘ofc!!’ with a heart emoji.

The shoots begin and everything is going moderately smooth until it's announced that people have the opportunity to switch parts, but only the main dancer can make that decision. y/n groans and throws her head back while covering her eyes. She starts laughing in disbelief and looks around at the other rookie members

"Let's just have fun, please. Obviously- work hard and strive for your best, but just have fun when you dance cuz that'll make all the difference to me" was what she told everyone when she was asked how she felt about it.

The rookies were all laughing and having a blast, especially Redy, y/n, and Rena- the other two shared the center with y/n a lot, although they often alternated with Tatter and Gooseul. Gooseul, trying to get on y/n's good side, always comes to find her on breaks and takes lots of selfies with her, making sure to compliment every aspect of the girl. Redy, who actually has taken quite a liking to y/n feels a little defensive and worms her way into any conversation Gooseul tries to have with the main dancer. So now Gooseul and Y/n selfies are Gooseul, y/n, and Redy selfies, which eventually just become Y/n and Redy selfies.

Now THIS catches Tatter's attention- and Tatter is making a move to start conversation with y/n- asking her about certain moves and how she wants the quality of a specific section to be portrayed. She has to stay on y/n's good side because 1) she knows this girl is ruthless and will easily tear her apart if she needs to, and 2) Bada would probably die of heartbreak if Tatter and y/n didn't end up on good terms.

The go on a quick break and y/n thinks about texting Bada, but she worries she won’t have much time to talk. Instead she just reviews the notes she made for the shoot regarding what she wanted to do with the concept.

“I wish we could do an outfit change” y/n express with a slight pout.

“You’re the director- you can make the call do have an outfit change,” the staff tells her. They had prepared multiple outfits in case some hadn’t ended up blending well with the others, so it wasn’t a problem.

“REALLY???” She gets so excited and runs to tell the other girls her idea. y/n explains how she wants them to do the final chorus in different outfits that are a bit more girly and cunty to bring the vibe together more, to which they enthusiastically agree. Y/n keeps sharing her ideas, and making changes to better the final product, and surprisingly no one is complaining about it- or ar least not to her face.

“I want the second verse to be all small groups or duos” She shares her next idea, which everyone agrees with in a heartbeat cuz they all want more screen time. She organizes it so that Yeni Cho and Buckey take the first chunk of the second verse, and Rena and Capri take the latter half; leaving Tatter, Redy, and Gooseul with the build-up to the chorus; and y/n coming back in as the center for the chorus.

As they practice the blocking for this part, y/n works with the groups one-on-one and the others continue to practice, except for Yeni and Buckey who are trying to figure out a way to make their screen time last longer.

Ultimately Yeni and Buckey try to get y/n to make their part longer, but she politely declines saying she choreographed each part for a specific reason and it wouldn't make sense with the music to elongate their part-

“Try not to worry please because the camera angles will capture you- I promise you’ll have other opportunities to be seen” And they’re obviously not happy. Yeni kind of just resigns in defeat after trying and failing to get more screen time, but Buckey’s attitude is a little less cooperative now. As they continue the shoot, Buckey’s not really being a team player because she’s trying too hard to stand out, and causing it to look messy. Y/n keeps monitoring and asking to redo shots because Buckey isn’t blending well with everyone

“Buckey please try to blend better- maybe relax your movements a little here-“ she starts but it cut off by Buckey

“Why would I want to blend in with everyone?” She questions irritated. Y/n’s eyes just widen in gentle confusion, because why is she suddenly upset?

“Well you need to blend but not necessarily blend IN- you stand out too much right now” the main dancer tries to explain calmly and evenly while still genuinely trying to appease Buckey’s stress

“Y/n I think I look fine, You have to realize I’m competing to win too, so I have to do what I can to catch the judges' attention” It’s silent among the girls as they all stand baffled by mannequeen’s dancer. They turn their glances towards y/n who’s standing firmly with her arms crossed, looking eerily calm, her eyes starting to have the daring glare that only appears when y/n is so angry that even she knows it’d be bad for her to speak before thinking.

“Buckey I want everyone to stand out, but as of right now, you’re only doing so in a negative way. I understand you want to catch the judges’ attention, but this is the wrong way to do it…” she takes a deep breath

“And if you continue with this current attitude, you’ll end up placing last by the judges and be voted worst dancer.” Y/n’s firm statement sent a chill down everyone’s spine. She cracked her jaw and then let out a heavy sigh

“Let’s get back to the shoot.” she directs loud and clear and turns around to head back towards the set. Everyone glances around at each other, then discreetly at Buckey, before following y/n

"She's so scary when she's upset" Gooseul whines in a whisper

"Yeah and that's exactly why you shouldn't make her upset-" Redy whispers back

"just don't do stupid shit around her and you won't make her upset- y/n seems to be really chill unless you cross a line with her, which makes sense." Tatter joins the conversation with the other two who nod and hum in agreement.

After the slight incident, the rest of the shoot went really well. Buckey got it together but still had a sour attitude, yet everyone looked amazing. Y/n felt really proud of them and honestly wished to work with them all again. They wrapped up the shoot by filming the final chorus in their new outfits, in which they all made sure to take plenty of selfies in. When they finally finished everything, all the girls went to their dressing rooms to take off their makeup and put on their regular clothes. Y/n had been so focused on directing the video, that she totally forgot to text Bada on her break.

She whipped out her phone and typed a quick ‘I’m so sorry I didn’t text you when I had a break- I was so focused on perfecting the project that I didn’t even have my phone on me’, feeling stupid for already screwing things up. Bada didn’t respond for about 45 minutes because the leaders were still shooting, and when they finished up they had all done the same as the rookies and immediately washed off their makeup and put on comfy clothes. When Bada saw the message, she felt bad for leaving y/n on delivered but quickly rationalized that she couldn't have helped it.

‘It’s totally fine! I completely understand- we actually just finished filming so that’s why I wasn’t able to respond right away.’ The older girl replies to her text, and receives an almost instantaneous response of ‘oh okay! How was it??’ and they discuss how each of their days went. The two continue talking for the rest of their way back from their shooting sites, and even after they’ve both showered and changed into their pajamas.

‘I’m honestly obsessed with the outfits we had today’ y/n texts. ‘Oooh do you have pics?’ Bada replies. ‘Of course I do! But…’ ‘...but what?’ y/n debates on whether or not she actually wants to send Bada all the cute pictures Redy took of her, but she ultimately decides against it for now.

‘But I want you to see them tomorrow and be surprised 😋’ the younger girl finally responds, feeling like teasing a little bit. Bada smiles at her phone but acts annoyed over text- ‘Ugh you can’t be serious’ she replies then adds on ‘Not even one picture? :(‘And of course y/n can’t help how fast her heart beats and how much of a loser she is for Bada, so she gives in.

‘Fine, you can see ONE picture, and it’s not even gonna be my full outfit cuz I still want you to be surprised- so just makeup and the top half!’ the young girl offers, to which Bada likes the message and hits her with a ‘yes, of course, I promise I'll still be surprised’, just excited to see her again. Y/n giggles and sends her one of the mirror selfies she took after changing into her second look. Bada was absolutely speechless- the girl had her hair in two high pigtails with a few wispy pieces left out and had in blue contacts with pink makeup- pink eyeshadow, strawberry gloss, rosy blush, and of course glitter. Along with her makeup, y/n’s entire outfit (from what Bada could see) was pink and glittery- she truly looked like a Barbie. What really secured Bada’s astonishment was her expression- y/n’s plump and glossy lips were ever so slightly parted and her eyes (accentuated by her makeup making her look more cat-like than the usual puppy-eyes-girls that Bada was used to) holding a sultry, seductive stare. Bada didn’t hesitate at all to save the photo and expose herself by immediately sending it to the Bebe group chat with the text ‘I can’t do this anymore’, to which Lusher responded with ‘my gf is so fine🤭’ and the leader’s immediate response was ‘muting the group chat now and blocking your ass’.

She was about to continue her argument with Lusher until she got another text from y/n. ‘Uhm okay yeah just beg me for a fit pic and then leave me on read, okay🙄 jk lol’ and Bada panics for a second realizing she did in fact open her first message and not respond. ‘Sorry! I’m gonna be totally honest I was literally left speechless and didn’t know what to say’ and when y/n read this, she laughed slightly in disbelief ‘ohhh okay, suuuuure’ she types out and presses send with a relaxed smile overtaking her face. The feeling y/n has whenever talking to Bada, whether it be in person or over text, is just so indescribable that she doesn’t even wanna think about what that could mean for her. Bada reacts to the message with the ‘haha’ button and continues to try and defend herself. She and y/n joke around some more before talking about how excited they are to see each other’s videos, then saying goodnight and falling asleep shortly after.

The next day all the main dancers are called in to help edit their videos. Y/n and Bada pass by each other exchanging quick ‘good-mornings’ and shy smiles before heading their separate ways with blushes already painting both of their faces.

A few hours of editing go by and they all go on break, getting up and walking around to get some air. As Bada walks out of her designated office space that she’s been working in all day, y/n comes bounding up to her with a gentle yet vibrant smile.

“Hey!” she stops in front of her and stares up at Bada with bright eyes. The older of the two suppresses a giggle but smiles endearingly never the less.

“Hi, y/n” Bada greets her in a soft, some could say “loving” tone, with that same gentle, endeared smile that seems to have become her default when seeing the small girl.

“Sooo I was wondering…” y/n starts by elongating the first word of her sentence and looking around, dramatically avoiding eye contact, causing Bada’s smile to grow at the girl’s silly attitude.

“Would you maybe wanna get lunch after this? Or- I guess dinner depending on when we get out- either way, it's whatever… but… yeah!” she tries to finish confidently but gets tripped up once she realizes he doesn’t know exactly when they’d both be free during the day. The smile on her face, when she concludes sharing her idea, makes Bada feel so terrible knowing she has to decline. The older immediately sighs and her face drops, causing y/n’s to do the same and Bada feels even more guilty seeing her sad, wide puppy eyes.

“I’m so sorry y/n-ie, but the rest of the team and I made plans to go out to eat tonight since we haven’t had much time to actually talk to each other with filming and all…” Bada explains and it genuinely pains her to have to decline y/n. The smaller girl just furrows her brows and shakes her head quickly dismissing Bada’s apology.

“You don’t have to apologize at all! It’s totally fine, really I promise!” y/n smiles reassuringly, even though she’s a little crushed. Bada still has this regretful look in her eyes and the younger girl giggles when Bada’s frown turns into a full-on pout.

“I promise you, we will go out soon. The two of us.” she assures, looking into y/n’s eyes. The girl couldn’t look more in love than she does when staring into the older girl’s eyes. y/n just keeps smiling and the feeling of warmth and happiness is so intense even she herself is sure her eyes are sparkling.

“Promise?” y/n asks softly, trying to suppress the giant grin that she knows would be taking over her face if she wasn’t trying as hard as she was now. Bada has a similar look on her face- a gentle smile and soft eyes.

“I promise.” she confirms with a nod. There’s a short pause as the two just look into each other’s eyes before y/n breaks eye contact. She looks down and finally stops suppressing her smile, letting herself giggle a little bit before looking back up and trying to retrain herself again.

“Okay.” she replies softly and nods, then turns to walk back to her office space. She looks over her shoulder to glance at Bada, then turns around fully to walk backward while talking to her again

“You should probably get back to editing your video so you can go enjoy free time with your team” the younger teases a little with a smile. And Bada’s slightly knocked out of her lovestruck stare, scoffing and rolling her eyes playfully.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever- and you should be doing the same thing” she starts walking in the same direction, as both of their respective spaces are on the same side of the building.

“Actually, I have all night. I don't have plans, remember?” y/n teases again, raising her eyebrows at the Bebe leader, causing her to throw her head back and groan. The smaller of the two laughed quietly watching the other.

“I’m sorry- I feel awful, I really do want to go out with you!” and even though y/n knows she didn’t mean it in that specific context, her heart still picks up the pace and she flushes a little, once again suppressing a grin.

“I’m totally messing with you… ya know- like how you like to mess with me” as they reach y/n’s office space she finishes her teasing by coolly crossing her arms over her chest and leaning on the door frame, looking at Bada once again. Bada makes eye contact with her and holds her breath for a second. She sighs and then chuckles softly.

“Yeah… I guess I do like to tease you…” she avoids eye contact, standing with her hands in her pockets, but still smiles knowingly. Right as she’s about to leave she flicks the brim of y/n’s cap then pulls it back down over her eyes,

“But I guess we’re even now” She shrugs and and walks off after teasing the younger girl, leaving her to groan and laugh in annoyance.

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After editing and such, the day ends for the main dancers and they prepare for the following day, which is when each video will be shown to the rest of the dancers. When they all arrive at the studio that day, everyone is excited and chattering. After a while of setting, everything is ready and it’s time to watch each group’s music video.

The rookies go first, and y/n feels like electricity is shooting through with how excited, yet nervous she is to see the final product on a big screen. When y/n appears for the first time- everyone is once again in shock at how different she looks. The professional hair and makeup, along with the outfit she had on, turned her into a totally different person. The charismatic, alluring girl on the screen was definitely not the same as the excited baby girl who was currently hiding behind her teammates, shyly peaking over their shoulders to watch the video

The video is playing about 30 seconds in, everyone is losing their shit. Why? Because Rena, Tatter, and y/n are already a powerful trio that no one knew they need, but on top of that- them shaking ass on each other like their lives depended on it in the first 30 seconds of choreography was just too much to handle for some people.

Some people being Bada Lee- who was so baffled that after she screamed probably the most fangirl-esque scream ever, she didn't know what to do with herself. Her jaw just dropped to the floor, and her eyes slightly glazed over as she hyper-fixated on the screen in front of her. She only came back to reality when y/n was no longer on the screen for the moment, and Redy and Gooseul took over briefly. When y/n repapered, she was doing partner work with Tatter, and Bada's excited smile and cheers made a comeback

"Ugh, I love my girls" she gushes, staring ahead affectionately at the screen. Bada is just so blown away by the music video as a whole. She’s mainly focused on y/n and Tatter, very appreciative and thankful to see how much screen time her teammate got. But besides that, Bada can’t help but mentally praise y/n for directive skills. The set and concept suit every member so well, and when the bridge arrives Bada can feel something the tension rising, and anticipates whatever creative decision y/n made.

As the final chorus arrives, the camera transitions from just y/n in her main outfit to the whole group in their matching pink outfits, per y/n’s request. Everyone flips again, surprised by the full outfit change and slight alterations in set design.

Bada screamed and clapped, totally forgetting that this was the outfit y/n was talking about yesterday, still just as surprised, as she promised. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty though, as now she found it absolutely impossible to focus on anyone else in the video, even her own teammate, since y/n’s full outfit was revealed. Bada’s face got red and her eyes slightly glazed over again as her face went serious trying to erase the thoughts of y/n dancing confidently in a tight top and mini skirt, with her thigh highs and ribbons.

The video ended and the studio was filled with applause and screams from everyone, including the judges who all stood and cheered just as loud as the rest of the girls.

Bebe’s leader sits there with her jaw dropped and her hands on her head, just absolutely astonished by the final product of the rookies’ video. The rest of her team is still cheering and clapping, and once Tatter notices Bada’s frozen figure, she starts laughing and playfully shakes her by her shoulder out of excitement. Bada turns slowly, smiling lightly, still in a daze

“Tatter, you might have to start planning my funeral” she informs her jokingly in a soft tone, but in all honesty, Bada feels dizzy still.

After everyone settles, middle-class and sub-leader-class videos are played, both getting similar reactions to the rookies’. Once both have been viewed and gotten their respective reactions and attention, the leaders’ video is the last to be played.

“Why am I actually so nervous…” Bada anxiously laughs and sighs rubbing her hands together. Tatter leans her head on her shoulder and glances up at the leader

“Because you want y/n to like it.” the blonde states matter-of-factly, not moving her head off Bada’s shoulder, but turning her attention back to the screen where the video is about to play. Bada huffs out a laugh and nudges her slightly, just enough to disrupt her peace, but not too much to knock her off.

“I want everyone to like it.” Bada clarifies, even though everyone knows how much more she seems to value the Jam Rrepublic dancer’s opinion these days compared to other dancers.

The video starts and the cheers for Bada start from the second she appears. When she takes off her helmet and shakes out her hair, everyone is going feral, obviously including y/n.

“A MOTORCYCLE???? SHE HAS A MOTORCYCLE?????” The girl is screaming and then she pretends to faint onto Audrey who just laughs and shakes her out of excitement and adrenaline. y/n’s next cause of heart failure is when Bada holds up the lighter and then blows out the flame before everyone starts dancing.

"Kirsten I love you so much, but I think I might have to leave with Bada after all this" “Y/n it’s been 40 SECONDS- please have some decorum…” Emma, ever the y/n-delusion-destroyer, sighs out, shaking her head, but still managing to laugh. It’s no use, Emma, this girl is red in the face already, and definitely not thinking tv-appropriate things.

Variations of the same situation continue to happen throughout the viewing of the video, except y/n gets even more excited when Kirsten and Bada appear at the same time, sharing the spotlight. The video ends and y/n just stands up and claps while shaking her head in astonishment.

“I’m never gonna move on from this…” She sounds worn out and by the way she was screaming and freaking out, it made sense.

Since all of the videos had been viewed, it was time for each main dancer to pick the worst dancer from their mission crew. They end up going from bottom rank, therefore starting with the rookie class. Y/n’s mood has totally changed, and now as she walks to the center of the fight zone, her bright smile and confident aura nowhere to be seen.

"I really didn't want to pick anyone as the worst dancer, because I sincerely enjoyed working with each and every one of them…" She starts holding the mic with both hands (Bada's beginning to think this is a nervous habit of hers)

"Even when there were some issues, I was still very proud of everyone and felt very lucky to be able to create such an amazing project with these people…" y/n bites her lip and looks up, blinking fast, feeling tears start to build up. The mood in the studio was completely different than it was only a few moments ago.

"Ah poor y/n, she really did have such a good time with everyone" Rena expresses, frowning along with her team, nodding her head in pity.

"Oh no, this must be so hard for her" Sayaka sympathizes, pouting in understanding of the young dancer's distress. Other teams shared similar looks and small conversations. Y/n took a deep breath and held the air in her cheeks, causing them to puff.

"AWW I'M GONNA CRY WITH HER-" Mannequeen's Yoonji expresses as she feels for the girl in the middle of the dance floor

"Oh my god- how can she still be so cute even when she's crying" Yeni Cho comments with an endeared smile directed at y/n's small stature settled in front of them all, cheeks still puffed up. The young dancer finally lets out a big sigh and lowers her head for a second, letting a tear fall

"DON'T CRY BABY- IT'S OKAY!!" Lusher shouts over her teammates' heads trying to reassure her friend, and giving her a big comforting smile and a thumbs up when y/n meets he eyes. Y/n laughs a little, wiping her tears and then tucking a piece of hair behind her ear before clearing her throat.

"I'm sorry- ultimately I made my decision based on the fact that there were some points when professionalism was sacrificed for the sake of wanting to gain attention, which in turn put the quality of the project at risk… and for that reason…" she lets out a shaky breath, tears building up quickly again.

"I choose Mannequeen's Buckey as the worst dancer" she finishes in a choked voice. Holding the mic away from her in one hand now y/n hangs her head and covers her mouth with her other hand as she cries silently. She heads back over to her team, sniffling and they all immediately hug her, causing her to burst into full-on sobs

"This is so much harder than I thought it was gonna be." She looks up again, trying to get the tears to stop flowing. From across the room, team Bebe is just about as worried as Jam Republic, seeing as y/n is practically an honorary member now.

"This is the most heartbreaking thing I've ever seen." Bada stares directly at y/n's distressed frame and feels herself sink into her seat, the sadness of the whole situation getting to her. Or rather- the sadness of y/n is getting to her. Bada feels her own tears beginning to prick in her eyes.

"I know… poor princess" Tatter shares the same expression of sympathy as the rest of her crew, wishing she could just go and give the girl a big squeeze and tell her she did a good job.

"It's sad, but at least it wasn't you" Lusher points out, still just as somber as her teammates. They all nod and Bada's focus is only on y/n until the next class is announced. She doesn't pay attention as the main dancers for the middle class go up, too focused on making sure y/n is able to calm down. The Bebe leader made a mental note to go right to her when they went on break to make sure she was okay.

When it’s Bada is picking the worst dancer for leader class, y/n seems more nervous than Kirsten

"I think she might pick me" Kirsten calmly admits

"Don't say that, I'll cry. If she picks you… I don't think I'll be able to recover from that heartbreak" y/n expresses in a daze, genuinely starting to worry about the results. Then Bada declares Mina as the worst dancer, causing everyone to let out a sigh of relief, except deep n dap of course.

y/n's eyes are trained on Bada with a worried look mixed into her signature puppy eyes. Once she sees a tear roll down her face, y/n has to turn away or else she knew she'd start crying again too. She could already feel the pressure building in her eyes and heart. She hugs her leader and looks up at her for a second, silently communicating how proud she is of her, before leaning her head on her shoulder. Kirsten hugs the younger girl back and rests her head on top of y/n's, letting out a sigh.

"I hate when people cry, but it makes me especially upset seeing Bada cry" y/n whispers, a tear escaping down her face, while still clinging to Kirsten, who pets her hair and nods.

"That's because you're an angel, y/n. you care so much about the people in your life, and can't stand when they're sad…" her leader declares gently.

"You also are pretty much in love with Bada, so she's been subconsciously added to your mental list of people whose emotions you pick up." She finishes with a little bit of teasing in hopes of brightening the young girl's mood. Luckily it works, as y/n glances up at Kirsten once again, with a playful pout before huffing in faux-annoyance and letting her head fall somewhat aggressively back onto the leader's shoulder causing her to let out a gentle laugh

All the main dancers have picked the worst dancer, meaning it’s time for the final mission ranking. y/n is so excited that Bebe goes from sixth to third- once they're announced, she shoots up out of her seat with wide eyes and jaw dropped, her hands go straight to the sides of her head as she stands there in excited shock. When everyone's individual scores are shown, and it's revealed that Bada got a perfect score, y/n isn't shocked at all- in fact she expected it and was satisfied with the result

"waaaaah…as expected of Bada Lee…" she expresses proudly, staring up at the screen in admiration.

"She's so much more than a dancer, like- she's just absolutely insane… wow" This is the calmest y/n has ever been when talking about Bada, and her teammates almost feel like her lack of panic is somehow worse than the girl's usual blush and frantic expression. They all just look at her and while some smile along with her, others chuckle at the girl's proud lovestruck expression.

"We've officially lost her…" Emma jokes, shaking her head, purses her lips, and then lets out a sigh

"Please take care of our y/n, Bebe" Audrey joins in, wiping a fake tear from her eyes

Other teams are announced and once the girls realize Jam Republic made it into the top two they all start lowkey freaking out. they are announced as the first-place team and all celebrate respectfully making sure to hug each other. Their scores were revealed and the cheers got even louder. y/n had gotten a perfect, same as Latrice and Bada.

The girl just about collapses to the ground in a ball, covering her mouth in shock. Bebe applauds and cheers loudly, especially Lusher and Tatter-

"LET'S GO Y/NNNNNN!!!" the blonde screams alongside Lusher, both happy to see their new friend succeed. The younger smiles brightly, now standing again with the mic held in both hands as she expresses her gratitude, with beautiful sparking eyes

"I'm honestly a little shocked with myself, because of how many great dancers I had the opportunity to perform alongside with." she begins, looking around the room at each of them. Her smile somehow gets even bigger

"Thank you so much for making this such a wonderful experience, and I'll work harder to show you an even better version of myself, as well as Jam Republic. Thank you" she finishes elegantly and bows before handing the mic to Latrice.

"Wow… she really is a princess." Bada mumbles, dazedly gazing at y/n with what could only be explained as the same lovestruck look the young girl had earlier. The leader smiles softly in adoration at Jam Republic's youngest member. And Bada's members don't even tease her, they just smile and Tatter pats her on the shoulder, as they all agree- Y/n is definitely a princess

The small but mighty member of Jam Republic sits elegantly admiring as Latrice gives her speech. No one could deny that when y/n wasn't performing (or being pissed off) she looked like an actual angel- a beautiful angel fairy princess that definitely doesn't seem like the type to have such a temper as she actually does

Once everyone finishes their speeches, the next mission is announced- Kpop choreography mission

Everyone freaks out and starts excitedly chattering. But mostly, everyone is talking about the songs, or more specifically who’s already choreographed/danced to them. A lot of the teams start mentioning Bada, especially seeing next level as one of the song options

But then they do the same with y/n mentioning her since she danced center for "Not Shy" and "Kick It" at k-con, as well as choreographing a cover for “Eve, Psyche, and the Bluebirds Wife”, and went viral all three times.

Everyone is a bit worried about competing against Bada and y/n specifically, even if they won’t admit it. Some are still underestimating the teams, saying how Bebe is only Bada and her students- and how Jam Republic is less skilled because they have less experience in kpop style dance. None of them wants to recognize that the rest of Bebe is just as talented and charismatic as Bada, and that Jam Republic is able to adapt and adjust quicker than any other team.

"y/n's known for her dance covers, but she's the only member of her team with experience in this setting…" Yoonji comments looking in the direction of the pink team.

"She's gonna have to carry the members" Funky Y added

"We're getting a lot of side-eyes" Ling points out her observation, and y/n surprisingly responds pretty calm

"Probably because they're all expecting us to do badly since we don't have much experience with the style" the youngest member responds maturely, nodding and observing the room

"Well you have plenty of experience, and we're all fast learners, so I'm not really worried" Kirsten coolly states, giving her members a confident smile

The dancers are given a break and teams begin to separate and head back to their rooms to decide which company they want to go for. Y/n starts to hop down the bleachers and stretch her arms above her head.

“This is just too much right now” y/n whines, pouting while she stretches. Her members look at her with adoration

“You’re such a cat…” Latrice comments, causing y/n’s pout to turn confused and the others to giggle

“No, she’s definitely more of a puppy” Kirsten counters ruffling her hair causing the pouting girl to whine at the older members’ teasing. She’s never gonna live that down.

From across the room, Bebe is discussing a strategy already, not paying any mind to the fact that they’re on a break right now. That is until y/n comes bounding over, with her signature smile.

“Congratulations Team Bebe!!” she cheers and throws her arms up in the arms. All of their serious faces immediately soften and Lusher hops off the bleachers to throw her arms around the younger girl

“My baby! You’ve cried so much today, are you okay?” she asks and frowns while holding the smaller girl's face in between her hands to dramatically look into her eyes and make sure she’s okay. Y/n laughs and lets the sub-leader pat her head and coddle her.

“I’m okay! I’m just very emotional…” she finishes softly, almost a little shy. Bada, not even caring about everyone else being around right now, holds her hand out. once y/n grabs it, the older pulls her towards her seat and sits her down next to her. Bada puts her arm around y/n’s shoulder and pulls the small girl in even closer, resting her head on top of y/n’s. All of Bebe is shocked, as well as y/n herself. Lusher and y/n share a wide-eyed look, causing Tatter to burst out laughing.

Shortly after, Audrey and Kirsten make their way over as well. Audrey sneakily has her phone out and snaps a candid picture of y/n and bad that she’ll be showing the girl later. Bada makes eye contact with Kirsten and doesn’t even bother to lift her head off y/n’s all the way

“Do you need her back now?” Bada asks with a slight pout in her voice, but it’s so subtle they almost didn’t catch it. Kirsten smiles and Audrey giggles behind her hand.

“No we just wanted to come join the party.” the Jam leader explains shrugging her shoulder. Kyma is the first to enthusiastically agree, having gotten along with Audrey pretty well when they worked together on the middle-class mission.

“WAIT- that actually just reminded me that I never showed you the pictures I took the other day!” Y/n excitedly recalls, sitting straight up as she stares at her best friend and leader with wide eyes. She unlocks her phone and opens her camera roll, scrolling through he pictures and showing her teammates. Bada just stares at the side of her head, with her own puppy eyes now, hoping y/n will show her too and she won’t have to ask.

“I can finally show you know” It’s like y/n was reading Bada’s mind or something, because right as she was about to complain about y/n not showing her the picture, the younger girl turned her full attention to her and started scrolling from the beginning.

The pictures had Bada mesmerized- y/n looked fucking amazing. Some were cute, while others were sexy and Bada couldn’t help but think about making some of them her wallpaper, but then she realized how strange that would be.

One of the pictures caught her attention in a not-so-good way though. it was a mirror selfie of y/n and redy- y/n was leaning on the table and redy was posing directly behind her, holding onto y/n’s hips, both of them sticking their tongues out and looking cute and sexy. Bada tried not to be jealous and rationalize that it was just a normal thing for girls to pose like that with their friends. Was she upset because it was Redy and not her? Or was it specifically the position you were in? Was it both?? Bada didn’t know, but she also didn’t seem to realize it was bothering her so much- as she unexpectedly commented out loud on it

“We should recreate this one” she swipes back to the picture that was pissing her off. Y/n couldn’t even hide her shock if she tried. And since none of the others could see her phone, they had no idea which one Bada was talking about- and were only left to imagine what it could be after seeing Bada’s teasing smirk and y/n’s astonished, very red face.

y/n laughed out in shock and just closed her eyes, nodding her head. She opened her eyes again and Bada was still smirking, leaning back on her hands.

“Sure… sure we can recreate it” y/n massages her forehead and sighs trying to regain a normal pace of breathing, as well as her natural skin tone instead of burning red. Bada’s smirk shifts more into a teasing smile and she leans forward to throw her arm around y/n again

“But for real- send me the ones of just you…” The older girl starts focusing on the phone in y/n’s hand.

“You look extra pretty in them, and I wanna stare at you some more” Bada shifts her gaze to look y/n the eyes with a darker look that she’s only ever received two other times. At this point Audrey and Kirsten have begun to converse with the other Bebe members, leaving y/n and Bada in their own little world. Their faces were so close, y/n felt like she was holding her breath.

“Okay…” she whispers and nods slightly, not wanting to disrupt the peace, even though the situation made her feel far from peaceful. She looked back at her phone and started selecting which pictures to send to Bada, whose arm was still wrapped comfortably around her shoulder. She leaned her head on the shorter girl again and began to tell her which pictures she wanted. y/n giggled a little at how serious and demanding Bada was being over some selfies.

After all the pictures were selected, Kirsten and Audrey finished up their conversations with the other members and began to descend the bleachers. Once they reached the bottom, they looked and y/n and she lifted her gaze to meet Kirsten’s

“Time to get working?” the youngest questions.

“Unfortunately, yes. But don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time afterward.” The Jam Republic leader reassures, and y/n stands up and stretches. She turns back to wave at the Bebe crew members then looks at Bada. She smiles a different smile than the one she had towards the rest of the members- this one being shy but knowing.

“I’ll talk to you later!” she tilts her head waiting for Bada’s response. The tall girl nods with a smile and leans back on her hands again to look up at the girl standing in front of her.

“Maybe we’ll be seeing each other sooner than we thought- we might pick the same songs and get to compete against each other” Bada tilts her, raises her eyebrows slightly, and smirks at the idea. Y/n’s face says it all, as that idea actually sounds quite terrifying to her.

“Please don’t manifest that” She laughs but is very serious, causing the other girl to laugh as well, knowing she also wouldn’t be able to survive competing against y/n.

The trio from Jam Republic meets up with the rest of them and heads up to their room, ready to start discussing the next mission. Audrey and y/n are at the back of the group as they walk down the hall, a bit of space between them and the older members.

“So…” Audrey starts with a knowing smile- y/n’s eyes widen, nervous for what she’s about to say

“Oh no… what now?” y/n variously laughs and Audrey chuckles

“You and Bada??” “I KNEW THAT’S WHAT YOU WERE GONNA SAY”

notes: i really did NOT think this part was gonna be as long as it was. also-it's 2 am here and i'm falling asleep writing this but i had to get it posted, so i'm sorry of the end is kinda shitty lol

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jenna0rtega27 · 1 year ago

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Heyyy!

Could i request one for g!p Jenna x reader? Reader is Jenna’s fiancée and when Jenna isn’t filming they have sex, a few months later reader finds out she is pregnant and is scared of Jenna’s reaction?

Thank youuu

Pregnant

Thank you for asking

Jenna Ortega x F!Reader

Warning: Jenna g!p, reader is pregnant

(This is just pure fiction)

(I didn't know if you wanted smut. So this one doesn't have smut but if you want I can make another one with smut)

Note: This is my first one shot so please bear with me. Also I don't speak English so I'm sorry for the spelling mistakes.

Number of words: 1575

Masterlist

3rd person

Y/n and Jenna are lying on the bed and kissing passionately. Jenna is lying on her back and Y/n is lying on top of Jenna. The couple met while filming season 1 of Wednesday. Since then, they have been inseparable. They became a couple 3 months after the start of filming and Jenna proposed to Y/n two months ago. They were very in love. For both women, gender was very important. Every chance they got, they made love.

Jenna and Y/n have also had a lot of sexual experiences, for example, they already had a threesome with Emma Myers.

As it happens, the couple is about to have another of their many sexual encounters.

Without stopping the very languorous and sloppy kiss, Jenna reaches out and opens the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed in search of a condom.

“Fuck we’re out of condoms. » Jenna said, stopping the kiss and looking at Y/n. Jenna would still hope that Y/n would still want to make love even if the risk of getting her pregnant is great.

" Nevermind. You just have to walk away. » Y/n said before resuming the languorous kiss. Jenna smiled into the kiss.

10 days later

It's now been 10 days since sex without a condom and Y/n has never felt so bad. She vomits every morning and is tired all the time. But the young fiancée was not worried. She figured it was just a bad week.

Currently, Jenna is filming the movie Miller's Girl and Y/n is at home with her friend Emma Myers and watching Netflix.

“My stomach hurts so much I started my period yesterday. » Emma said, rubbing her stomach. Emma and Y/n never had a hard time talking about periods. They even say on the day they start their period, that way the other can take care of the other when their boyfriend or fiancée is not there. “But weren’t you supposed to start your period like 9 days ago? » Questions Emma.

“Yeah, I don’t know, I’m late. » Y/n says but suddenly a light turns on in her head. “I vomit every morning, I'm tired all the time, and I'm 9 days late. And that's been the case since I made love to Jenna a week and two days ago. » Y/n thinks silently.

" What are you thinking about? » Asks Emma. Y/n looks at Emma with big worried and panicked eyes. " Hold on ! You are pregnant ?! » Y/n just shakes her shoulders.

“I don’t know Emma. The last time me and Jenna made love, we ran out of condoms so we did it without a condom. But Jenna pulled out so I don't understand. »

“Omg you are so stupid!” » Emma said, slapping her forehead.

“No need to tell me, I already know.” » Y/n mutters, looking at the ground.

Emma sighs and hugs her friend. " I'm sorry. Look, I'm going to go get several pregnancy tests. » Emma says and gets up and leaves the house.

“I can’t be pregnant. Jenna will definitely break up if I'm pregnant. She doesn't want children, that's for sure. » Y/n said to herself.

After about ten minutes, Emma comes back and gives the pregnancy tests to Y/n. Y/n sighs and gets up and goes to the bathroom. She peed on 5 pregnancy tests and now has to wait 3 minutes. Two tests are with (+) and (–) and the other three are much more precise. They specify approximately how many weeks or days the woman is pregnant.

Y/n washes her hands and leaves the bathroom. And finds Emma at the kitchen table. The young bride set a three-timer.

“I have to wait three minutes to know the results. » Y/n said trembling in fear.

Emma gets up and takes Y/n in her arms who is crying slightly. Emma strokes his back.

“It’s going to be okay. If you ever get pregnant and decide to keep the baby, you and Jenna will make the best parents. »

“You don’t understand Emma I can’t be pregnant. » Y/n said, removing herself from Emma's arms. »

" Why, then? »

“Because Jenna will never want to stay with me. She already said in a live broadcast that she didn't want children. »

“Yeah, but how old is it?” »

“We didn’t know each other for maybe 4 years yet. » Y/n mutters. “But maybe it’s always like that.” » Y/n corrects herself, speaking quickly. “Okay calm down. Jenna loves you ok. She loves you like crazy so don't think like that. »

The phone rings and Y/n’s fear grows even more.

“Please go and see. » Y/n complains to her friend. Emma nods and goes into the bathroom. Y/n bites her nails with so much anxiety.

A few seconds later, Emma returns. Y/n looks at Emma in fear.

“Okay so the first two tests are positive and the other 3 too. You are about 5 days pregnant. I’m sorry Y/n. »

Y/n couldn’t believe it. She was pregnant. The young woman was sure that she did not want to have an abortion. She dreams of starting a family with Jenna but she's not sure if Jenna has the same dream.

5 months later

Jenna finally came back from filming and is home with Y/n. Jenna is sitting on the couch with Y/n laying her head on Jenna's thighs and the brunette is playing in Y/n's beautiful hair and watching a series on Netflix.

Y/n hasn’t told Jenna yet that she’s pregnant. She didn't want to tell him by text especially since Jenna was filming. So Y/n waited for her fiancée to return and waited for the right moment. But she notes that there is never a good time to say that she is now 6 months pregnant. Fortunately, her belly isn't showing yet.

Y/n huffs “Baby I need to tell you something.” » Y/n said and sat down. Jenna starts to get stressed and starts thinking about lots of things.

“You want to break up? » Jenna asks with a small voice. " What? No never my love. » Y/n immediately reassures by giving Jenna a kiss. " Do you love me? »

Jenna is completely upset by her fiancée's question. “But totally baby. I love you so much you can't imagine how much I love you my love. » Jenna said, placing her left hand on Y/n's cheek.

Y/n smiles and removes Jenna's hand to hold it. “So do you remember the last time we made love? » Jenna nods and waits for Y/n to continue. Y/n takes another deep breath and sighs. “As you know, there were no more condoms. But you withdrew so as not to ejaculate in me. After you left the next day for your shoot, I kept throwing up every morning. At first I hadn't thought about it. I thought I ate something and got sick so I didn't worry. 10 days after you left, Emma came for 2 days and that's when I noticed I was late. Jenna I haven't had my period since we made love without a condom. » Y/n tries to find a reaction on Jenna's face but she doesn't say or do anything so she continues. “Emma went to get 5 pregnancy tests. Those were the worst minutes of my life. Jenna all 5 were positive. » Y/n finishes.

Jenna looks at Y/n but still doesn't say anything. “Please say something.” » Y/n said after 1 minute of silence and tears falling from her eyes.

“So you’re pregnant?” » Y/n nods. “Six months,” she adds.

Y/n can start to see that Jenna’s eyes are shining and they are filling with tears.

“We're going to have a baby. » Jenna mumbles. Y/n didn't say anything out of fear that Jenna would get angry with her. But the reaction that followed was not what Y/n expected.

“Baby we’re having a baby!” » Jenna says as she grabs Y/n's face and pulls her into a kiss.

“Wait, you’re not angry? »

“Baby why would I be angry?” » Responds with concern.

Y/n looks at the ground in shame for thinking that Jenna might break up because of the baby.

“I thought you didn’t want kids so I thought you were going to break up.” »

Jenna's heart breaks. Seeing his future wife sad like that. Jenna takes Y/n's face in her hands and wipes away her girlfriend's tears with her thumbs.

“Y/n listen to me carefully, when I asked you to marry me, it’s because I want to make a life with you. I want to own a house with you, a dog with you, and children with you. I knew you were going to be the future mother of my children. » Jenna said with such a loving look for Y/n.

“But you said in a live performance that you didn’t want children? »

“That was before I met you. » Jenna whispers, caressing Y/n’s red cheeks “You will be the sexiest mother. » Y/n laughs with Jenna. "I love you. » Jenna said as she gave Y/n a kiss on the lips. “And I already love you so much too. » Jenna leans down and kisses Y/n's stomach.

Y/n is so happy. She is going to marry the most extraordinary woman and she will have a child with her wife. What more could you ask for?

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x fem!reader #pregnant #g!p #jenna ortega x you #jenna marie ortega #lgbtq #wlw

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marauderonthepirateship · 1 year ago

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HAZBIN HOTEL EP 7 AND 8 QUICKK REVIEW

contains major spoilers, let's start!

how about we start with episode 7, hmm?

i must say, before the episode were released I had a theory, that alastor could make a deal with charlie and try to get her soul to(following the theory about lilith having alastor on a leash) try to exchange charlie's soul for his own BUT it did not happen, and I cannot say it's disappointing for me

as hannibal fun and an expirienced cannibalistic-joke maker it feels like a personal win to have cannibal town being one the most comfortable places in hell with cannibals being really wholesome and polite guys

and of course the diamond of the crown - rosie

she was amazing in this episode. she definitely has the vibe of this rich auntie who visits you once a year and gives the best gifts and advices. she actually gives amazing advices, that's for sure. and i love her friendship with alastor, i bet they meet every weekend and share gossips

all of us should be proud of charlie and the way she becomes leader and takes responsibility for her people. this is THE character development

here we are slowly coming to episode 8 also known as the finale of season 1!!

it was a bright culmination of all of the season 1 and it turned out amazing

but dear readers, i'm sure all of you have already watched it (maybe even 2 or 3 times, right?), so why don't i just say a few words about my favorite moments

the scene before big battle, where everybody is just spending time with other is exactly what shows how much are this lost souls now bonded. they realise they have no idea what is there, waiting for them in tomorrow and that's what make this scene

and let me just say it: huskerdust

it is a big joy to know this actually happened

i also might say that the victory wasn't easy nor unreasonable. think about the fact that nobody knew how to defeat angels is the exact reason hazbin's crew won. indeed the more power you got the less carelessness you should have.

and i'd really enjoy to share some of my highlights of this battle if I do say so

here wee goooo:

sir pentious kissing the girl he loves than heroically dies and goes to heaven. absolutely nailed it

charlie's demon form. and shall we not forget ruzzle and duzzle in their dragon form.

that absolutely iconic show up from lucifer and him in the whole battle

niffty killing adam. i'd say this is hilarious

alastor being beaten, afraid and panicked. yes, i WAS talking about it. it was important to show he can feel real emotions and fear and loss are one of them

three vees watching battle for hotel and living their best lives(i still hate val, just to be clear)

what is really natural about the battle that they don't just celebrate victory. they mourn pentious, and charlie feels guilty, but they still go on, rebuild hotel singing one of the best songs for the whole show

i am intrigued by what the season 2 has to offer for us, my dear friends and I surely will be waiting for it

now i'm just about to thank you for reading this and wish you a pleasant day!

#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #angel dust #husker hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel lilith

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piratecaptainscaptainpirates · 6 months ago

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I think the thing that would've made season 3 so interesting, and still makes it so much fun to write and read about Ed and Stede settling into a steady, comfortable, loving relationship, is they have such a great foundation in the show for how they behave when they're upset with each other.

We get two moments of conflict with them in season 2, and they may not be perfect at communicating, but they're really good with each other. Their first argument in s2e4, obviously, is coming out of a very, very high-stress situation and Ed's in an extremely emotionally vulnerable space. Their argument in s2e7, too, is an argument that Ed goes into it absolutely determined to walk away over because he's terrified Stede is going to choose piracy over him.

These are both set in very rough, scary circumstances, but it gives us a good framework here for how they treat each other during arguments.

Ed especially can be a bit catty and petty, and and they will both say things that are a bit harsh, but never overly so. Ed says earlier in s2e4 that he "regretted" shaving his beard, by which he really meant "I shouldn't have trusted you, Stede." Stede calls Ed a coward in s2e7 (which, in his defense, Ed kind of is being a coward in that moment because he's too scared to just ask Stede to stay with him).

Neither of them really raise their voices at all. Ed shouts a bit in s2e4, but quickly brings his voice back down, and for the most part they do a commendable job of talking calmly with each other even when emotions are high.

There is potential for Stede to leave things out and for Ed to phrase things in ways that come across as overly harsh or might lead Stede to miss the point. Stede is entirely unwilling in s2e4 to explain why he left Ed other than "panicking," when elaborating that he was held at gunpoint would probably in fact make Ed feel better about the whole thing because Stede was suddenly put into a situation where thinking rationally was very difficult. Ed, too, told Stede that he thought "last night was a mistake," which could make Stede worry about about the sex they had specifically when Ed was aiming for a more general "everything is moving very fast and I'm scared."

They're both actually really very good at communicating even in arguments. In s2e4 they both clearly tell each other what they're feeling without stooping to personal attacks. In s2e7, Ed is determined for the argument to escalate, but Stede is always trying to meet him calmly and talk it through reasonably even though he doesn't really understand what's going on. When Ed sets a boundary that he's not ready to hear Stede tell him he loves him yet, Stede pivots smoothly and easily.

They very clearly do not want to hurt each other, and they don't believe the other will hurt them. Ed never once reacts to Stede's compliments like he thinks they might be disingenuous, despite the circumstances, and he explicitly doesn't want the argument to escalate to a point where they "say things we can't take back" in s2e7.

Altogether, I think Ed and Stede definitely do have the potential to hurt each other in arguments and say hurtful things that come across differently than they intended, but they have such a strong foundation here for excellent communication. They're never overy harsh with each other, and there are opportunities for miscommunication, but on the whole they're both really good at listening to each other calmly and communicating their feelings even in high-stress situations. Their worst argument is definitely the one in s2e7, and even then it's more of a "stomp out of your boyfriend's house in a huff then apologize the next day" kind of argument.

#ofmd #our flag means death

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spoonsock · 2 months ago

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Gwen Stacy x reader

Synopsis: You are a little shit head and Gwen doesn’t know how to play block blast lol

Does anyone want a part two bc I am tempted to write it

Today’s challenge for you is trying not to fall asleep in class. It’s really hard since the light is dimmed for the slideshow on the board to be visible and the teacher is droning on and on about something in a monotone voice AND you’re also really really tired. Playing sims 4 at 3 am is not doing you any good, especially not during exam season and you might as well get a degree in procrastinating.

You blink slowly and think about how you can’t wait to get back home and go to sleep.

Looking around the classroom, you try to find something to entertain yourself with. Majority of your classmates is also on the verge of falling asleep. You turn to your right and see a girl with choppy blonde hair seated next to you. She’s on her phone playing block blast and you kinda watch as she loses at 2397 score. And her highest score is literally 3814 so you don’t think before you lean a bit closer to her and open your stupid ass mouth.

“Bro you suck at block blast.”

You whisper and see her twitch because you probably scared her. She gives you a side eye just to check whether or not you’re talking to her, and seeing as you are like 4 inches away from her shoulder, she turns to you.

“I’m not playing to win, I’m playing cause I’m bored.”

She seems kinda annoyed and honestly you don’t blame her. But you don’t know what to say to that either so you give her a shrug and lean back in your seat.

You don’t speak to her again, but you do see her eyeing you a couple of times til the end of the class.

The day after, you see her again in PE. Actually, you realize, you two have a lot of classes together it’s just that she kinda keeps to herself so that’s why you’ve never noticed her, you guess. When teacher calls out for Gwen Stacy during attendance, that is the first time you hear her name and you do take effort to remember it.

The teacher yells at everyone to run faster and you think you are gonna pass out, when she passes you, running like her seventh lap which you think is insane and she must be some sort of lab freaking experiment because who in the everliving flip runs so much so easily.

The class is put in two teams for basketball and thankfully some of your friends are with you and you ask them to cover for you because you are super bad at basketball (you’re also like genuinely so inactive and take every chance to skip PE you lazy mf). So everyone is running around trying to get the ball and you are stalling behind them while hiding so the teacher can’t see that you’re not participating when someone actually passes you the ball and you fight the urge to just sit down and give up.

Anyway you are frozen and kinda panicking and everyone is looking at you when someone else kicks you with their elbow lightly and takes the ball right out of your hands. That specific someone is Gwen Stacy and she dribbles the ball like a damn pro and jumps like a million feet in the air to get the stupid ball in the hoop or whatever. Everyone goes back to running around and you just kinda stand there looking like you pooped your pants.

Gwen passes you again.

“You suck at basketball,, bro.”

You smile at her and pull out your middle finger and the teacher of course sees you and now you’ve got detention.

You come to a realization that you don’t exactly like Gwen Stacy.

You rant about your two previous interactions to one of your friends who says that they always thought Gwen was kinda weird.

From then on, you do pay attention to Gwen in all the classes you guys have together. She usually pays attention and sometimes she has something really obnoxious to ask the teacher in the middle of class just to show off that she knows more than the rest and that irritates you so bad, especially because her intention probably isn’t to be obnoxious and she’s actually interested in whatever subject she’s talking about.

You find out that she’s also in the school band and that makes sense because she does give off drummer vibes. A video of one of their shows is posted on the school page and it has like 2 views and you watch it so now there’s 3 views but then you watch it like a couple of more times so now there’s 6 views and each time you find yourself focusing on Gwen.

A few weeks later your friends invite you over to make a hear me out cake and you guys are all filming it on tiktok and you pull out a cutout of Spider-Woman and stick it into the front of the cake. The video goes viral on tiktok.

A few days later you get a follow request on instagram from @ gw3n.st4cyy and you’re kind of surprised since you thought she didn’t really like you either, but you accept it anyway.

#gwen stacy x reader #into the spider verse #spider gwen #spider gwen x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #ghost spider x reader #ghost spider #reader insert #spider woman x reader #spider woman #spiderverse x reader #x reader #gwen stacy #gwen stacy x you

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sketchehm · 25 days ago

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I like to think the bitten vampire that finds Dream in the cave is Techno :3

He was just...passing by really. Kinda.

Bit more of world building was going on in my head and I have it where bitten vampires do go investigate cases of rogues. While there are hunters that are usually called if a town suspects a rogue vampire, a lot of seemingly normal towns have bitten vampires(humans being none the wiser) and would rather not risk an encounter with hunters...So they try to take care of it on their own...(as much as humans claim that killing vampires are a mercy and bittens look down upon that stance...unfortunately, the same kind of thinking goes through bitten when it comes to rogues...)

Maybe Skeppy sent Techno a letter about the weird rogue vampire they had recently. The townsfolk spreading rumors there must be a vampire who bit the brat who went rogue. He doesn't really think the kid who was turned would've been an unbitten since they were a rich asshole...so he's thinking the town may be right on this one. The rogue is dead though. Found mangled at the edge of the forest and he heard that it was maybe a wolf who got to the thing...

Unfortunately, nor he or Bad were able to check the body for a bite or for a scent. The townsfolk pretty quickly cremated the body as soon as it was found....aaaaand....Bad miiiight have found a runaway fledgling that he took in and it's really taking both of them to settle him in....so they really can't go investigating themselves.....

Be a pal and check it out pleaseeee!!! You aren't that far from us!! And end of springtime is so nice here!!! I know you wanna get out of the meetings Phil is always dragging you to!!

Just...to make sure there isn't some scent out in the forest!! It could be a one off thing, of course, but you can use the vacation!!! Thanks!!!! :P

Sigh.

And well, alright. The forest IS nice during this time of year...right before it gets too hot with the changing season, taking in the breeze.

He can tell there's two humans hunting around here. Normal. Better to avoid them. But. There's something....else?

Strange.

It's not...a rogue? The scent of madness isn't there....not really, maybe a note of it? It's definitely a vampire though, the scent of death is clear enough...but its so...young?

Fuck. Is it a fledgling? (No, no. Stop screaming baby in my head!!)

Maybe Skeppy is right and there's just some whacko who was here and causing some trouble..Ughhh

So he continues deeper into the forest. Back of his mind wondering how long has this fledgling been abandoned(can't be too long since its here in the forest and not causing terror in the town)...why there is no other lingering sent of a Sire....why is this scent so... strange? (A fledgling shouldn't have madness coming from them, that's an unbitten Only scent...)

And before Techno makes his way to the cave, Dream already is panicking. His instinct going crazy for the past few minutes and he doesn't know Why. The last time this happened was over a couple weeks ago already and Sapnap and George were in trouble but...but this is Different...he can't...he can't /move/. Frozen in fear. Something Dangerous is approaching. He thought when that rogue appeared it was bad but this is a /complete/ other level of threat....He needs! He needs his George and Sapnap...! He NEEDS his Sires!!

And once Techno finds the cave and makes his way to the entrance. Blood red slit pupil eyes(Dream: terrifying D:!!!) meeting widened green eyes, pupils pinpricks out of fear(Techno: hm. cute.)

......

"Hullo."

......

Oh. Oh great, it's scampering away further into the cave...well...at least it isnt attacking him, but...this isn't going to be an easy rescue, is it...

Techno's own instinct immediately falling in love with this fledgling!! And Techno is like. No, we can't take care of a baby right now. No, we can't bring it to our own nest. /No/, we cannot be this guy's new Sire. Sighhh... (but it can be ours!!! Look!!! Yes, yes he can see the fledgling too and it's very adorable...but this fledgling is going to be more work than is probably worth...)

It's just, in his own thoughts it's like "Phil will kill me if I leave this baby alone, it's basically half starved too :/" pfft

And Techno is not....good with handleing fledglings, ain't his thing, that's Phil's thing. And the poor guy can't even chirp or vocalize yet and is barely able to hiss at him, oh my god did it even have a single drop of its sire's blood?? This poor guy that's gotta be rough bro :/!

Dream hitting the back of the cave and cowering, making himself as small as he can (instincts trying to show how vulnerable he is, hes just a baby, vampire cant be mean to me stop stop go away im just baby!!), his instincts are going haywire. He feels so panicked and he thinks he's going to hyperventilate and oh god oh fuck he needs his Sires, where are they!? He's in danger!!! Theres... an actual vampire here, like!! a REAL one!!!....oh god oh Fuck!! Dream can't even bring himself to speak and tell the guy to go away, it feels like his throat is closing up but also trying to make noises he cant even comprehend...there's supposed to be no danger in the cave(nest), it's all wrong wrong wrong!!! He hates it he HATES it!

So Techno is not. The most gentle with Dream. Though tbf. He's grabbing Dream's wrist to pull him up but this fledgling is NOT cooperating. (Tbf Dream's legs are like jello and he can't even stand up himself..) It is....really struggling! For a half starved new fledgling! Surprisingly not still droopy from the recent transformation ...odd...must be a survival instinct thing....? He doesn't know, he rarely does rescues himself.

"Bruh. Calm down I'll get you blood, hold still." Dream...doesn't know what that means!! Blood is from his Sires only!! and this vampire is NOT his Sire!!!

Dream's baby instincts are just screaming in his head to run away run away runawayrunaway RUN AWAY!! (A little late for that dumb voice!!!)

Techno will release one of his wrists (Dream thought he was a large man but he's nothing compared to this vampire, he could've crushed Dream's wrists. He can hurt Dream! He needs to let go of Dream's other wrist, let go let go let GO!!!) and will instead grabbed his...cheeks?

"Alright, alright. Yes you're fussy, ok ok... Let's calm ya down. Just givin you a little alright? Just a little. So don't be greedy, I'm not gonna be your Sire, kay? That's gonna be my friend Phil, he's good with babies like you."

.....What the FUCK is this guy talking about??? Dream taking his free hand and trying to pull of this guy's giant hand off his face, what is he doing??

"Alright, let's see. I'm sure it's around here..." What weird vampire torture is this?? He's just squishy around his cheeks and jaw an- Ah?

"Ah! There ya go. Got a feeling yer gonna be difficult drinking too, hah."

Dream can't. Close his mouth?? There's a slight pressure that this guy is pressing on with his hand and he can't close his mouth??? Dream actually....can't move at all...? ?????

(His inner baby voice /is/ screeching like crazy)

Then the big scary vampire will let go of Dream's other wrist...? Both hands are free...? But he's just...sitting there limp?? HELP???

Dream does start. Tearing up at basically being the equivalent of vampire scuffed lmao..He doesn't know what's happening, he's terrified beyond belief, this...vampire saying and doing weird stuff to him...>:'(!!! It's been very difficult ok!!

"Geez...please not the waterworks, hold on. I know you probably miss your Sire (HE DOES!! WHERE ARE THEY???) but this will make ya feel better..just.. just give me second-"

And Techno needs his OWN instincts to calm down. Cause like...he's starting to realize the appeal of having a fledgling with them screaming at him of how cute it is and how amazing having a fledgling in the nest would be and to be more gentle, stop making the baby cry >:(!!! (No wonder Phil can't resist the urge for these...)

Techno will take his free hand, bring it to his mouth, and with his own fangs, slice his wrist. Blood starting to leak out.

Dream. Has never smelled anything so amazing before....all the blood from the animals George and Sapnap bring never really smelled like anything, even lacking the metallic tinge it used to have. This. this is is nothing like that. He suddenly feels very /very/ hungry.

Techno staring and seeing it's eyes dilate, pupils no longer pinprick, but large round saucers. Feeling the fledgling lose the tension it had and going limp in his hand.

Techno grins. Pleased. Satisfied. Him and his instincts in agreeance for once. Seeing the fledgling finally relax for Techno. (Conjuring images in his mind of this fledgling in his nest, holding it tight and close. It rubbing up into his chest seeking protection and love...)

Maybe bringing this one home wouldn't be so bad....would be a better excuse to get out of all those meetings.....hmmm.

Techno finally bringing his wrist to the fledglings mouth and let's his blood drip in. He really only needs to let it drink a small amount for it to completely calm down. This fledgling should be asleep really, and hopefully his blood can have it doze off long enough for him to return home with it. (To the nest!! Where it's safe for the baby!!)

But. Giving it a little more than necessary wouldn't be...so bad. Just enough so he can bond with it....so he can make sure its...content......yep!

Dream. Has never tasted anything so delicious before. He can't describe the taste. Just something inherently in his mind saying /Yes. This is good. More more more./

But Dream let's it pool in his mouth. He wont swallow(as much as his instincts have changed their mind and insist to consume it, swallow it greedily and to keep drinking more and more..) because he's good. He knows he needs to wait....

Techno realizing the damn thing isn't swallowing. Still being difficult. Well, Techno is always up for a good challenge. His fledgling will be a little fighter, and he can feel himself preening at the prospect of raising someone to be like him now...(ok, he gets it Phil, he really does...damn bastard isnt going to let this down...)

Techno let's go of it's face, and it immediately clinging to the arm that's feeding blood into it's mouth. Strange. The fledgling Does want his blood (good good ours only ours) but isn't swallowing it...

"Whats wrong, hm? Drink as much as you want, until your full," Techno resting his free hand on top of the mop of curls. Tangled and dirty (he can take such good care of it when they get home, it just needs to drink), but still managing to scratch it's head, eyes turning droopy, but still gripping tight onto his arm.

Dream's instincts whining that this vampire is so mean to him >:'( His Sires never taunted him like that, never makes him wait this long. His Sires are so much nicer and less scary!! (Are his Sires blood this good? Will they let him feed from them?)

"Go on, you ca-"

"Dream?"

Oh right. THIS is why he doesn't want a fledgling. All his instincts hyperfocused on the baby and not even realizing the two humans(humans!! Not even another vampire!) from before just waltzing up to this cave. How EMBARRASSING.

Techno will turn his head and look at the two humans, he can tell they're scared, doesn't even need to smell it. But he does and oddly. This fledgling's scent is all over them too...

That's George! His Sires are back :D! But. Oh right. This vampire is still here. Thats...that's bad..? His head is so cloudy and heavy. The blood still in his mouth and he's being good he's being good. He's not swallowing! Just like they taught him!! Oh but he's being bad right now he can't go scent them!! Oh no, oh no!! (Dream is Not really liking how this baby voice is in front of the steering wheel right now!)

"Let him go."

Great. Like this is fantastic! Both humans already aiming their bows at him. Which really is nothing but...there's like a baby here?? And well...he eyes the dead rabbits they have hanging from their belts. He can already tell it's meant for the fledgling, not for themselves. Oh, he gets it.

"Fellas fellas! Surely we can come to an understandin. I know you don't want your friend getting hurt and I don't want it getting hurt, so like. Mutual agreement there, yea?"

"What are you doing to him?"

They still didn't put the bows down. Annoying.

Sapnap sounds mad...is he mad at him? Dream hopes not. But he can't go see them, he's feeding and he doesn't want to waste cause that's bad too!! But he missed them so much!!

Techno can sense the fledgling becoming restless. If only it would swallow his blood this would be SO much easier.

"Alright. I know you guys just wanna help your friend. Real sorry he got bit and all that. But like, I'm just gonna take it off your hands now, yea? Would hate to have to hurt you two considering I can tell it likes you two as well."

They aren't making a move. Tense.

"Dream, come here." Oh, Dream. That's a nice name.

"Your friend is kinda busy, unfortunately. Being really difficult actually. You guys have any idea what that's about?"

Okay. Maybe he shouldn't be dragging this conversation. If the fledgling doesn't swallow he can always try and feed it again once they've made it back home. He'll have fresh blood in him after this anyways. He hates for his fledgling having to watch him drain it's friends but. They'll have plenty of time to get over it.

"You're feeding him blood?" "Can you help us?"

....

"Heh?"

Now they're lowering their weapons.....Heh???? Where'd the fear go? What's happening?? They're just walking up to him, what's happening, what are they doing?? There's no malicious intent....maybe some hesitation? But nothing that's triggering his instincts to kill these humans. This is weird. This is Weird!

"Whats wrong with him?" "Are you helping him?"

"Uhh....."

They're both just on either side of him and looking at the fledgling. What is this. He's never met humans so casual with him before. Even when he's pretending to be a human(Phil says he's Awkward.)

"Whats wrong Dreamie?"

The fledgling whines.

Oh. "It's not swallowing."

"Dream, swallow."

The relief that floods through Dream at finally being able to drink. And he gulps and gulps. And it's delicious and he loves it and he just wants to drink it forever. Until. Until..

"HEH?"

"Sorry, we taught him that so in case he goes all crazy he won't just be sucking everyone's blood, ya know?"

Techno is staring at the human on his right. He's got brown hair and is petting the fledgling's hair. They. These humans trained this fledgling like a dog. Huh. He's heard stories of humans able to control vampires as weapons but....this is clearly not that...?

Though Techno isn't able to ponder any further as he can already feel the bond forming now with the blood connecting them. Despite these...bizarre humans, he's still bringing this fledgling home (maybe he needs to bring these two humans as well....no. NO. NOT 3 FLEDGLINGS SHUT IT.)

Fledgling? Fledgling?

Who? Confused. Who?

You. Fledgling. Young. Thirsty. Full?

Who?

You.

Who?

"How much does he have to drink?"

Techno startled from the forming bond. This is. strange. Usually this is an Intimate. Thing. Feeding a fledgling. His own instincts still on the whack and just cooing at the baby, so happy it's finally drinking from him. (Stop suggesting to turn the other two humans. He is Not doing that.)

"Uhh...Just enough to form a bond....?"

"Whats that?"

This is too much for Techno. Why is he explaining this to humans. Why are they so nonchalant???

"Ya know. Usually humans are screaming and running away from me."

"Yea, but you're helping Dream. Right? And we've never seen another vampire act like...Dream before. He usually knows when something is bad anyways. And he looks pretty relaxed right now."

....he wishes Phil was here right now.

"Right...I'm gonna- you know what. Once it's done you we can all have a little Q&A session."

"Alright." They both say. They're. Strange.

Full?

No. More more. Hungry. Good.

Enjoy Sire's blood?

Who?

Sire. Your Sire.

No.

Yes.

No!

Techno sends authority through the bond, his fledgling still fighting. But instead of submission....he feels panic coming through the bond now. Too much panic. That's not-

Dream rips himself off Techno's wrist. He's gasping and whining. Holding his head and yanking at his hair.

"Dream? What's wrong?!" The two humans are trying to comfort the fledgling. But it just keeps whining.

Then. Suddenly the bond is just. Cut.

Dream vomits.

So like.

That kinda was getting away from me pfft. Anyways Techno gets covered in blood and bile oops. Very gross. Very upsetting. It's George and Sapnap yelling and being grossed out. Dream, in true baby fashion, is crying. (He does hate he gets like that)

Anyways once they get settled again (Techno is waiting for his top to dry out in the sun, the three of them are NOT ogling)(Techno is wondering how he got himself in this situation), it's the four of them sitting in this dingy lil cave and snf talking about Dream to Techno. (Techno witnessing Dream scenting the two. Oh. Oh no. This fledgling thinks those two are his Sires..his own instincts ramping back up in anger and want and-.)

Dream's instincts radically quieted down now that snf are back and he's happily drinking from his rabbits (he much rather the bland tasting blood than whatever Techno's blood was doing to his head. He didn't like it!!)

Snf eventually going "oh yea no he wasn't bitten he just died and became like this. Lmao."

Techno. Mind boggled. That's not. Normal.

It's a lot of exposition, a lore drop if you will, explaining to snf the difference between bitten and unbitten.(kinda) How unbittens are more like vampires with rabies and he's never seen one before who is....like Dream. Snf trying to explain their town has a lot of old vampire knowledge and were just following the stuff they heard growing up. Along with doing their own research and going through some dusty old books. Which really consistent of warnings on how not to turn into a vampire and that a lot of blood is needed to keep them satiated. But they never really knew vampires are usually sensible. They thought Dream was unique in that aspect. (which he kinda is in this time period, for an unbitten)

Tbf. Bitten vampires themselves don't really have a lot of unbitten knowledge, they know some legends like how they came to be because of unbittens but believe it was purely chance that it happened. They know unbittens are usually caused by people who had it rough in life ("oh...so Not cause Dream was a troublemaker." "Bruh how does that make any sense" "how does your reasoning make any sense either" "...can't argue with that."), and that unbittens usually have a bit of clarity for a couple days before going mad and even trying to prevent it is fruitless, at least to their knowledge (not that bitten have tried very hard to help unbitten, mostly cause they never really have the chance to)

"We call it a madness scent. That's how we can tell which vampires are going rogue from lack of blood or because they're an unbitten. We can always help a vampire recover after giving them some blood. Unless it's an unbitten. There's no coming back after that from what we know, they need a constant supply of blood, as you guys know, but I only need to drink every so often and not that much either as we get older. I have no idea what my blood could do to Dream honestly. Probably why he threw it up."

They all look at Dream. He releases his rabbit and starts to explain himself that the blood actually tasted really good! But he didn't like the voice in his head, his body just vomited out of reaction to get it to stop.

"You didn't like the bond?"

"I. Didn't mind it at first? But..." He can still feel the echos of Techno trying to establish himself as his Sire, he feels queasy..."I didn't like it after."

Hm. Odd. Techno doesn't exactly have the best fledgling knowledge either, just what his instincts say (which are currently whining that their fledgling rejected them!! They have to try again!!!)

Oh well...This all does lead to a very weird Human and "Acutal" Vampire friendship between him and snf. Which snf are totally chill with (more fascinated that not all vampires are just blood thirsty monsters) and Techno. Has human friends who knows he's a vampire too, so he guesses this isn't new....it's just....

"So. This is gonna be awkward. But I'm still have to take Dream with me."

"HUH?"

The three of them wildly confused and Dream almost choking on his rabbit blood. Sure, now snf were given the base knowledge of what a fledgling needs to grow up healthy but...they've been fine as it is!

"Bruh. You won't be able to satisfy him forever, he's still an unbitten. You guys give him barely anything everyday (hey!), what happens when winter comes and there's no more game hm? Also going by fledgling standards, he's not getting any vampire blood, a stunted fledgling is gonna lead to all sorts of issues too."

"We'll figure it out."

George is insistent, Sapnap is fidgety.

"Could we come along if you really do have to take him?"

Techno can feel the start of a headache with his instincts chanting '3 fledglings!! 3 fledglings!!'

"Sure. Fine." (Yayayayay!!! ....Shut UP.)

"No!!"

The 3 of them staring at Dream. He looks like. He's about about to cry again...

Sapnap and George already crowding around Dream(Techno prickles at how close they are to his fledgling) and asking him what's wrong, why can't they go? He'd be healthy and these are friendly vampires to us, it'll be fine, they can help take care of you. We can finally move on for a better life yea?

It's not helping. Dream trying really hard not to cry. He really is. Sapnap and George are right!! This is the best opportunity theyve ever gotten!! But his instincts are so overwhelmed now!!! They want him to leave the cave(nest)!! He can't leave!! He just can't!! (Just a baby, baby can't leave nest. Left nest too many times already, it's bad and dangerous and can't leave!!)

"Well if Dream doesn't want to leave, you can't take him."

George says it so matter-of-factly. Like Techno doesn't have the power to just rip the fledgling away from them and force himself as Dream's new Sire. It wouldn't be hard forcing the fledgling to not throw the blood back up, to keep it inside until it's all absorbed. Forcing the bond. (His instincts say Yes yes. Anything to bring the baby home. Make it ours. Make the fledgling ours.)

But Techno will look at Dream's watery green eyes one more time...

He sighs. There's no helping it. If he were able to re-Sire Dream earlier this wouldn't be an issue but Dream is apparently freaked out by bonds (Techno suspects its cause he imprinted on humans instead of a vampire). And he wouldn't want to make his fledgling so stressed out, he wants Dream to come to him. And Dream will. Techno just...needs to do a little more research (and make his nest big enough to fit three fledglings for no reason at all).

"Fine. But I'm going to return to make sure you three aren't all dead. I need to ask a friend about all of," he motions to them, "this thing you guys have going on. An unbitten fledgling with two human sires. I sound ridiculous just sayin it out loud."

Techno is coming back :0!! Dream's instincts aren't too displeased by that! (Actually hoping he might stay forever now that this is a nice vampire. Be part of the coven!! Forever with George and Sapnap :D!!)

"I can't believe I'm leaving this fledgling homeless..." Phil is gonna kill him....

"HEY >:0!"

Before Techno leaves Dream does end up scenting him too. Which. Makes it very hard to actually leave. But this cave is dingy and he needs more info from Phil (without Phil actually coming here too or they're gonna be fighting who gets to keep the baby) He leaves as the sun is just starting to set and Dream does ask if maybe Techno can stay :(!!! (He knows his Sires will be leaving soon too....he doesn't wanna be alone...) (Techno knows if he stays the night he Won't be leaving ever, instincts Will root him here too) Techno declines. He'll be back before mid summer surely.

George and Sapnap. Aren't very pleased seeing Dream rub up against Techno. That's their new thing Dream does to them Only. Sure Techno says that's actually vampire behavior and not Dream suddenly being very cuddly. Were they vampires there would be fighting happening right now. They're just mildly affected by Dream's baby aura lmao It'll get worse as time passes :)

There is a lot snf don't end up asking Techno cause they are focused on this topic of bitten and unbitten and some sparse fledgling care knowledge(which snf cant really provide unfortunately). Techno also isn't a fountain of information here either, written knowledge is for humans cause they forget and die and need to tell their descendants whatever they gotta. Vampires can just. Remember. And live basically forever. There is common knowledge amongst all vampires(typically) but a lot of it is just word of mouth, sharing knowledge with each other. But vampires aren't really the traveling bunch either. Leaving the nest is probably the only time a vampire will travel to find their own place to set up a home, but even most vampires don't do that. The years that a fledgling is supposed to be in a nest is when they're learning everything from their Sires too. Very key developmental period yes yes

Techno does know more than the average since he does go traveling town to town to help out, but it isn't much help to Dream's situation. It's also strange to be delving this knowledge to humans, kind of taboo. Don't want that info getting to hunters.....(not foreshadowing)

Anyways the friendly encounter snf have with Techno will 100% make them believe all bitten vampires are cool. This will lead to future issues :).

I think that's it for now? There's a few things I wanted to expand on more since its really vague and this is all a pretty summarized interaction but meh another time lmao

#ehm aus #unbitten au...?#im leaning towards that name...#unbitten au

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