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My Personal Savior

Chapter 15- 80 Day War

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80 Days Later

80 days passed, and it seemed things were nearing an end. Negan had lost his second in command and his incoming resources had been betrayed by one of his most loyal lieutenants, and had his Sanctuary overrun by walkers for a little while. If that wasn't bad enough, he also had to be tortured daily at the thought of Rick having Raven imprisoned for this entire time. A piece of information that Rick had shouted to Negan the day they stormed his Sanctuary. But today was the day that everything was going to change. Today, he was going to take back everything that was rightfully his.

Rick had suffered his losses as well, during this war. The worst of all was losing his beloved son, who had gotten bit while saving someone. In Carl's last moments, he had written letters to a few people. Two, of these, were addressed to Negan and Rick in which he pleaded for them to end this war for the last time. Yet, here they were.

Rick's group walked into a clearing surrounded by looming, steep hills. The dry straw and grass beneath their boots hissed and crackled with each step they took. Their guns were drawn, being aimed towards any little thing that made movement or sound. They hadn't seen the men yet that the map had warned them of, but they knew they were getting close. They could feel it.

Maggie, the new leader of the Hilltop community, was walking closely behind Raven, making sure she didn't try to run. She didn't want her to run into the line of fire or to alert the enemy, so she kept her close. However, if things went well for them today, then Raven would be free to go and do as she pleased and never have to see that dreaded cell again. Of course, it would be a similar outcome if Negan won today as well.

Raven had a gun to her back as they walked into the clearing. She looked around, wondering where Negan was. She had been in that cell this whole time, and when she got the news about Carl, she got a letter from Carl too. When she read it she wanted to get that peace for him, she was devastated knowing all he wanted was peace, and he didn't fulfill what his mom wanted to see from him. Yes, he did do what was right but he wanted to see peace and he would've been the future of this world but he did do something brave and good before he died saving a doctor that they needed for his community. She just hoped that they would have that peace she wanted to be in Negan's arms, and if they made it out of this alive, she was going to tell Negan how she felt. She wasn't going to hesitate to tell him her feelings.

As Rick and his group continued to trudge forward, their eyes scanning their surroundings. All were tense as adrenaline coursed through their veins, eager to get this fight over with so they could continue with their lives. Then, something abruptly cut through the silence. A lone whistle. A high note to a low note, then the same thing over. Negan. The sound was coming from the top of those hills that loomed above them, but they couldn't see anyone. After his whistle had finished, what sounded to be hundreds joined in. The sound echoed all around them in every direction, due to the formation of the landscape, making it hard to tell just how close or how many of them there were. Rick's group aimed all around, their confidence waning ever so slightly. They thought they had avoided a trap earlier, only to now realize they had fallen straight into another. "Well, hello, Rick.." Negan spoke, his gravelly voice slightly distorted by the walkie he was using to speak into, "Pegged again, pegged so very hard. I ambushed your ambush with an even bigger ambush!" He teased me.

"How about you step out and face us?" Rick demanded, his voice rumbling with a level of anger that the others hadn't heard in a while. He and his group kept aiming their guns, still unsure of where the sound was coming from.

"Oh, I am everywhere, Rick. More bullhorns, more walkies.. Pick a direction to run, and see how you do. Make it fun for all of us." Negan spoke, his smile audible in his voice. You could tell he was pleased with himself by this glorious plan of his. There was simply no way he could lose this. He had the guns, the ammunition, the people. Once he was done with his monologuing, then that would be the end of the infamous Rick Grimes. His other settlements would fall right back into line and he could bring Raven back into the safety of the Sanctuary. Once she was back, she'd never get rid of Negan. He'd be attached to her at the hip, keeping her in his sight at all times.

Raven hears the whistle as she looks around and then hears his voice on the walkie talkie she looks she knows she has to make sure she knows where she would go if a gunfight started but they also kept a gun on her everybody from Hilltop to the kingdom knew who she was and how she has to do with anything with Negan she felt like she needed to get to Negan but something in her gut and heart felt like something will go wrong and she doesn't know if she will be able to stop it or prevent. She needed to figure out what would happen next. Once she heard Megan's voice she couldn't stop smiling but also welling up tears in her head

Negan began to speak again after a brief pause. "Since I knew you were bringing Raven, I figured I should return the favor, and bring you some of your old friends. Do you remember your old buddy, Eugene? Well, he is the person who made today possible. The same goes for Dwighty-boy here. In case you're wondering, he didn't ring you off on purpose. No, he is just a gutless nothing that sucks at life. Now, he gets to stand up here and watch you all die, and he's gonna live with that. Gabriel? He's got to go too!" He announced, the sound of the gun's hammer being pulled back echoing through the walkie, "We are cleaning house today, Rick. And then there's you. It never had to be a fight, just had to accept how things are. So.. Here we go. Congratulations, Rick." Negan released the lever from his walkie-talkie, turning his gaze over to Eugene. The man who had once been a fumbling coward, now stood with an ease that it was almost eerie. He gazed down upon the men and women below. The same people who he had known but had pushed him away. Negan had taken him in and treated him like more of a person, and thus, had seemingly gained his undying loyalty.

Eugene finally turned his gaze over to Negan, giving him a subtle nod as a go-ahead. Upon the cue, Negan once more held down the lever on his walkie, the static hissing before he spoke, "3... 2..." A couple of seconds after he called out the number two, the saviors finally revealed themselves. They lined the top of the hills, standing shoulder to shoulder. There were a lot of them, possibly a couple hundred, even. Each had their gun aimed down upon the crowd below. Although they seemed to be aiming away from Raven's direction, not wishing for her injury or death. If any of them caused harm to her, they already knew Negan would return such to them but tenfold. "1." Negan spoke. In trained unison, they all pulled the trigger at the same time. However, not a single bullet flew in Rick's direction. All at once, their guns exploded onto their hands and faces, killing some instantly while badly wounding others.

Negan too got to experience this as his pistol blew up in his hand, shrapnel tearing into his flesh. He cried out in pain, instantly dropping the gun onto the ground. Negan's eyes looked at his bleeding injury before his eyes turned to look at the man responsible. Eugene, the man he had put trust into, stared back at him, a subtle but pleased smile upon his lips. "Eugene!" Negan snarled, before rushing forward in an attempt to charge him, but he never got the chance for Gabriel tackled him onto the ground. It didn't take much to wrestle out of Gabriel's arms, for he was still weak from his infection. Negan rose onto his boots, stumbling over to Lucille who was propped up against the bumper on an old truck. He had just taken her into his grasp before he was tackled again. This time, by Dwight. Dwight tried his best to wrestle away the bat, but ultimately failed to do so, for Negan wrestled himself free from him as well. Injured, and betrayed, Negan fled from his position, running as fast as his legs could carry him. What had started as an easy win quickly turned into his worst fear within only a moment. He was going to die here. He was never going to see Raven or get to comfort her, he was going to die.

Upon seeing the carnage, Rick and everyone lowered their guns for a moment, trying to process the amount of the apparent sheer dumb luck that had been granted to them. It only took a couple of seconds for their shock to wear off before they were ready to go straight back to the fight. "Now!" Rick declared before everyone began charging up the hill all at once, going straight in the direction that Negan had fled to.

Raven here's Negan on the walkie she looks up at the hills and sees all the Saviors she sees the guns go off she kinda goes forward but gets pulled back seeing Negan getting hurt. She watches everyone run around her she isn't sure if she is going to be dragged along or just have to stay there but she gets grabbed by her jacket and gets run over by all the people she falls to the ground and covers the back of her head to make sure she doesn't get hurt but she going to have bruises and bumps. She slowly starts crawling away towards the clearing where everybody isn't. She looks up and sees Negan running she starts to run towards where Negan is but she gets grabbed from behind and held close she was being held tightly by Daryl. "What the hell Daryl let me go!" She yells

Daryl kept his arms around her in a tight grip, wanting to make sure she didn't run and get herself hurt. "No! You're gonna get yourself killed, and I can't lose you!" He yelled back, doing everything he could to keep her there. He knew her all too well. She'd probably run and try to shield Negan and get herself shot or worse, killed. Even though she wasn't related by blood, he still saw her as a sister, and he had already lost Merle. He wouldn't be able to take losing her too.

Meanwhile, Negan continued to run in the direction of the only cover he could find. A large oak tree sitting alone in the field, its foliage lush and dark green. Its trunk looked to be sturdy and large, big enough to hide behind. However, perhaps what was the most peculiar thing about the tree was not how well-cared for or lonely the tree seemed, but the large stained glass pictures that hung from its branches. However, Negan wasn't all that interested in studying a random tree at the moment, the only thing that concerned him was that it was the closest thing he had to cover. As he dove to hide behind the trunk, a bullet narrowly whizzed by his head with a whistle, striking one of the glass panels. Negan pressed his back up against the tree as he caught his breath, his eyes trailing back down to his injured hand. He had never thought that things would end this way. He was almost certain that he would have won this, but it was clear who the true victor was going to be. Regardless, Negan refused to give up. If he was going down, he was going down with a fight. Rick took another shot at Negan, only to miss again. He pulled the trigger again to fire another, but the gun clicked instead, the cylinder empty.

With a growl of exasperation, Rick continued forward, still holding his gun up in the air as he approached where Negan was hiding. Once he was in range, Negan shot out from his cover, hitting Rick in the stomach with his shoulder in an attempt to toss him to the ground. However, Rick held his footing and struck him in return. Seeing his failure, Negan stood upright once more, before taking Lucille into Rick's stomach, the spikes of her barbed wire digging into his skin. Rick yelped before grasping onto Lucille and yanking her out of Negan's hands. He tossed the bat out of his reach before Negan struck him across the face. The two of them continued to exchange blows until Rick finally tackled Negan onto the ground. They rolled through the grass a few times before Rick eventually lost his grip and released him. Seeing the opportunity, Negan climbed up onto his feet, before striking Rick in the gut a couple of times with his steel-toed boots. He wanted to make sure he'd stay down for a little while. Rick cried out in pain, holding his stomach which Negan had been targeting this entire time. Negan's eyes scanned the tall grass around before his eyes landed upon Lucille lying not too far away. He walked over, taking her into his hands before returning over to Rick. "Just so you know. That Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Moe thing, that was bullshit. I made a choice. I just didn't want to kill a kid's dad in front of him. Turns out, that would have been the best thing I could have done. And had I done it, the kid might still be alive." He hissed, having to pause for a moment at times to catch his breath.

Rick stared up at him from lying on the ground, struggling to catch his breath as well. However, upon the mention of Carl, Rick's adrenaline began pumping again, taking a swift kick into Negan's thigh. Negan winced and collapsed onto his knees, having to use his hands to grasp onto the earth beneath him to not face plant into it. He lifted his head to look at Rick, who met his gaze. "You're beaten. Your people are down." Rick spoke. Negan rose back up onto his feet with a groan of pain as Rick stirred to do the same. "I'll get out of it. I always do. It's just you and me, Rick. And you, you are torn up. I am bigger, I am worse, and I got a bat." Negan spoke, an exhausted grin stretching across his lips. "We can talk about the future," Rick spoke, his voice a plea. "I know I will." "Just gimme, just gimme ten seconds, I can tell you how," Rick begged, finally finding his way up and onto his feet. He outstretched his hand in a 'wait' gesture, his arm slightly trembling from adrenaline. "No." Negan snapped, his hands tightening upon Lucille. "Just gimme ten seconds for Carl.." After Rick mentioned Carl, Negan fell silent for a moment, before releasing a sigh, "Ten... Nine..." "Carl said it doesn't have to be. It doesn't have to be this way anymore." "The kid was wrong. Eight." Negan snarled, inching his way forward and closer to Rick. Rick didn't budge, holding his ground. He shook his head, looking Negan in the eyes, "No, he was right." He spoke. Negan stopped dead in his tracks, trying his best to fight against the tears as they began to well up in his eyelids. He loved that kid as if he were his son. Hearing about his death hurt him so much, especially when he thought that he had been the cause of the bombing. Even when he learned that he wasn't, he still felt that deep down, it was his fault somehow. He hated that he couldn't fulfill the kid's last wish, but he felt like he had to fight.

Without Negan's knowledge, Rick had picked up a piece of glass from the ground when he had gotten up. His fingers tightened their grip around the jagged shard, his skin stinging as the glass dug in, before he took a quick slash across Negan's throat. Negan stood still for a moment, his brain not yet processing his injury, before he dropped down onto his knees. The warm, viscous blood began to ooze from the wound, winding down his neck in little rivers before beginning to stain the collar of his once-pristine, white shirt. Negan pressed his hand against the slash in an attempt to slow the bleeding, his brown eyes staring up at Rick. "Look what you did.. Carl, didn't know a damn thing." He choked out, his voice hardly above a whisper. After he spoke, he collapsed onto the ground, still desperately trying to put pressure on the bleeding so it would stop.

Raven struggles in his hold "Daryl let me fucking go! I'm not going to fucking get hurt just let me go. Why would you care about losing me?! You betrayed me!? You hurt me Daryl you could've let me go but no you had to be loyal to another person who was like a brother to you but you couldn't be loyal to me!?" She yells watching Rick and Negan fight from afar as they are under the tree fight she looks at the fight and then she sees the reflection of light coming off the piece of glass he was holding she watches in horror not able to stop it as soon as he got his throat slashed she gasps in shock she screams "NOOO NEGAN! LET ME GO PLEASE!" She yells as she cries she gets out of Daryl's grasp by hitting him in his stomach with her elbow she gets out of his grip and bolts for Negan as soon as she gets to him she looks down at him shaking her head "No no no no Negan please hang on don't leave me again I can't lose you! Please! I love you Negan." She says as she holds pressure to his neck as she looks into his eyes.

Daryl winced as he felt her elbow jab into his stomach. He tried to keep his grip on her, but it had loosened due to the pain, allowing her to break free and run. Daryl did his best to fight through the pain, trying to chase after her. He knew that he should have let her go that day, but it was too late. At least she'd be free to go after today.

Negan looked up at her as she approached, a weak smile appearing on his face despite his predicament. He was just happy to see she was alive and okay. He had missed her so much. Every single day he tried to make advances to get her back, but he was always met with resistance. He was starting to worry that he'd never see her beautiful face again, but here she was. When he felt her hold pressure, he took in a sharp breath, his face scrunching up a little bit. His adrenaline was beginning to wear off, the pain gradually growing worse and worse. He didn't quite catch the first half of what she said, but he did hear the last part. His eyes widened a little, shocked by the news. Ever since Lucille died, he had thought that no one would ever love him again. He thought he'd be forced to walk the earth, damned to be alone. That was one of the reasons he had so many wives, he wanted to feel loved. However, even though he had multiple, he still didn't quite reach his goal. Most just became his wives for the benefits, and none had truly loved him. Of course, his megalomaniac nature didn't help at all. Finally, Negan tried to speak, but he only managed out an "I," before he had to be silent again. You could tell that he desperately wanted to speak, but he couldn't due to the pain he was experiencing.

Rick took a step back as he watched the two of them. His eyes were a little distant, his heart stricken with grief. All he could think about was Carl. How he hadn't listened to his pleas, how he had just slit Negan's throat after Carl had begged him not to. Even before the war began, Carl had spoken with him every chance he could, always bringing up the same thing. Peace between the communities, rebuilding, and hope. He couldn't help but wonder how disappointed his son would be.

Rick dropped the shard of glass, looking at his hand that was covered in blood. Both his and Negan's. Rick took another step back, before turning away and walking towards the group that had covered the hill. The group consisted of both Saviors who surrendered and his militia. Rick met eyes with Siddiq, the doctor that Carl had saved. "Save him." He pleaded, his voice soft. After a moment of hesitation, Siddiq moved out of the crowd, briskly moving in Negan's direction to do as Rick requested. Meanwhile, Maggie watched as the doctor moved to help Negan, a look of betrayal in her eyes. She began to follow behind him, ready to stop his attempts, but she was caught and held back by Michonne so she couldn't interfere. "NO! NO, HE CAN'T! NO! HE KILLED GLENN." Maggie cried, grief, anger, and pain resonating in her voice. This entire time, she had been waiting for Negan's demise. Just when she thought she would finally have that closure, it was snatched away. "We have to.." Rick spoke, turning to gaze upon the two of them again. "NO! WE HAVE TO END IT! RICK! WE HAVE TO MAKE IT RIGHT! IT'S NOT OVER! IT'S NOT OVER UNTIL HE'S DEAD!" She continued to scream, her tears flooding down her face as she sobbed. Maggie fell onto the ground, still being held onto by Michonne. "What happened, what we did.. There's got to be something after," Rick spoke, continuing his journey up the hill to join the others.

Raven is crying as he holds his cheek and shakes her head. "Don't speak, Negan, save your strength. Please don't die. I can't lose you. You're going to be okay. I will make sure of that." She says she hears what Rick said and then the doctor runs over she sits back but does not leave Negan's side she looks at the doctor "Please save him doctor I don't know what I do if I lose him." She says softly crying she holds Negan hand tightly while the doctor helps him and holds his hand to her cheek, closing her eyes and feeling how warm his hand is. She hopes he will be okay. She never left his side, and she was not going to let anyone stop her. She knew confessing her feelings wasn't the right time, but she had to let him know how she felt in case he was to die.

Negan closed his eyes as he felt her hand touch his cheek. He hadn't realized just how much he missed her touch until this moment. He listened to her words, trying his best to save his strength. He was starting to grow tired, his eyelids becoming heavy, but he forced his eyes back open. He didn't want to keep his eyes closed for too long, fearful that if he fell asleep he might not wake up. Negan looked at her as she moved away, confused by his gaze. He hadn't heard what Rick said, all he knew was that someone else was rushing over to his side and she had moved away a little bit. At first, Negan thought Siddiq was going to finish him off, his muscles tensing up as he prepared to get shot or stabbed. However, he was surprised to see that, instead, Siddiq brought out medical equipment. Negan looked at the supplies, then up at Siddiq with an expression that read 'Are you stupid?' However, it only took him a second for his expression to be replaced by one of gratitude. Negan didn't try to fight or squirm, staying as still as he could so that he could work. Upon realizing he was safe, he turned his attention back onto Raven, keeping his eyes on her from now on. At times, he'd nearly pass out from the pain, but he fought hard to stay awake. "I'll do my best," Siddiq promised. Eventually, Siddiq finally stopped the bleeding, before preparing to wrap Negan's neck in sterile gauze. He looked over to Raven, before back at Negan. "Can you help me lift him? Not too much, just enough to wrap his neck." He asked.

Raven looks at the doctor and nods as she puts her hand behind his head and slowly and gently lifts his hand so the doctor can wrap his head behind his head. She puts his hand on her lap and looks down at him as the doctor continues to work on his neck to finish wrapping it. She softly touches his cheek and rubs his cheek gently with her fingertips and just keeps staring into his brown eyes softly smiling. "You're going to be okay, Negan. I'm not leaving your side ever again. Even if I have to force myself to stay by your bed to make sure we are not apart again." She says softly, and she rubs her fingers through his hair. She felt so much relief that he was going to be okay she felt her heart and adrenaline wear off she felt nothing but sadness and happiness at the same time she could've lost Negan but she never going to let him die no matter what even if she needed to sacrifice herself.

Negan looked her in the eyes, weakly smiling up at her. He very carefully moved his head a little bit into her touch, comforted by her presence. He was relieved to know that she'd be with him from now on. He couldn't stand the thought of the two of them being separated again, and he'd do anything to prevent that. He opened his mouth to speak, but only shut it once again, remembering what happened last time. He had so many things to say. So many questions, so many teases, and expressions of gratitude, but those would have to wait until the pain eased.

Siddiq carefully helped lie him back down, before putting his supplies away. "Alright. He's good to go. Let's get him in a truck so we can take him back to our infirmary. We have the medicine he needs there." He spoke, looking at Raven. Negan took on a look of dread, already knowing that moving around was going to hurt, but he knew they had to move. All of that noise and bloodshed were bound to attract walkers.

Raven looks up at the doctor and nods and then looks back down at him and kisses his hand softly "We need to move Negan. I know it's going to hurt but we need to make sure you will be comfortable to recover. Okay, I'll stay with you the whole way. I don't care what they do or say to me. I would let them hurt you ever again." She says as she gently lifts his head and lays on the ground as they bring something to carry him into the truck she helps get him on the stretcher as soon as they get him into the truck she looks back at all the people watching including Daryl she shakes her head and gets in the truck and she holds Negan hand as they start driving away.

A few hours later, he was taken into a room in their infirmary. He was gently placed on a twin-size bed with recently cleaned sheets so that he could continue resting. Even though his eyes had been closed the entire journey here, he was still awake. He knew his bleeding had stopped hours ago, but he was still too afraid to sleep. At first, when his throat was slit, he felt at peace, thinking that he'd die and see Lucille again. That he'd be able to feel loved again, but now that he heard about how Raven felt, he didn't want to die. He didn't want to become one of those things. He wanted to live.

Negan's eyelids moved a bit as the warm sunlight from the two windows hit his face before he relaxed again. The room must have been thoroughly cleaned after the last patient, for the smell of antiseptic stung his nostrils a little. If he didn't know any better, he would have thought that he was in an actual hospital, just from the smells alone.

Raven follows them, helping them put him in the infirmary she looks around and sits on a chair next to his bed she refuses to leave Negan's side. She watches over him she glances over at the door way sees Daryl she looks away and shakes her head as she looks back at Negan she knows he has questions for her and wants to talk to her but she doesn't want him to hurt himself by talking she didn't even sleep either she didn't want to sleep knowing anyone could come into the infirmary and finish Negan off so she's protecting him.

Daryl moved away from the door when he saw her turn away from his gaze. He wanted to speak with her, but he could tell it wasn't a good time. As he walked away, the sound of more visitors neared the door to Negan's room. Eventually, the culprits made their way inside, one by one. It was Siddiq, Rick, and Michonne. They took their place in the corner of the room, completely silent for a moment as they stared at Negan. They had been discussing how to go about this for the past few hours and had finally come to their decision. Now, all they had to do was tell Negan. At first, they were waiting to tell him when he woke up, but upon another look, they could tell he wasn't asleep. Eventually, Michonne spoke up, her tone stern, "We know you're awake." A smile tugged at the corners of Negan's lips for a brief second, keeping his eyes closed, "I never said I wasn't." His voice was soft, trying to be careful to not make the pain resurface. "Good. Because we need to tell you some things, and you don't need to open your eyes now, but you're gonna open them soon, because we're gonna make you watch what happens." She spoke, crossing her arms across her chest as she made her way closer to Negan's bed. Negan finally opened his eyes, staring up at the ceiling above. "And this isn't about who you killed. Nah. Nah, we've killed people, this is about what you did to us. What you did to so many people. How you made people live for you. How you put people under your boot." Rick spoke, staring down at Negan. Upon what he said last, Negan carefully rose a little bit so that he could stare back at Rick, "I saved people!" He argued, his voice hoarse. Michonne reached over, pressing two fingers down upon the wound. Negan instantly lay right back down with a wince, his fingers digging into the mattress from the pain coursing through his body. Siddiq stirred, taking a step forward, worried in his eyes. "Michonne," Siddiq called his tone cautious.

Michonne turned her gaze back to look at the doctor before looking back onto Negan, her fingers still pressed into the wound, "He needs to know. This isn't a discussion." "We can open up his stitches for a little while to remind him." Rick threatened. Siddiq knew it was just a bluff, but regardless, he shot a disapproving and exasperated look towards Rick and Michonne. He didn't want to even consider the thought of having to go through that surgery again. Negan's tense muscles relaxed, deciding to stay silent as he submitted. He didn't want to surrender to the likes of them but he didn't have a choice. "Carl pictured something better. All of us, working together for something bigger than all of us, and you'll have a job too." Rick spoke up again. Michonne finally released Negan's throat, taking a step back, "You get to be a part of it. You get to be an example of what this will be." "We're not gonna kill you. We're not gonna hurt you. You're gonna rot in a cell." Rick spoke up again. "For the rest of your life. Day after day." Michonne piped in. "You're gonna be evidence that we're making a civilization. Something like what we had. Something we're gonna get back." "And you get to watch it happen. And you get to see how wrong you were about what people can be, about what life can be." "You, alive, are gonna help show people that things have changed. That keeps you breathing, earns another way, a better way. That's the part you'll play." Rick spoke, before taking a few steps closer to the door, ready to leave. "So, after all this. Maybe you're good for something." Michonne spoke before she and Rick moved to take their leave. Negan was staring ahead, his look sullen. He hadn't wished for death before, but now he was almost welcoming the idea.

Raven glares at them as they walk in, she looks at Negan holding his hand and then sees Michonne putting her hand on his neck and glares. "Get your hand off him now!" She growls and glares at them. She looks at them in shock at putting him in a cell she frowns and looks at him and frowns maybe he needs some time to be alone but she doesn't want him to be alone knowing he will be in a cell she going to stay in that cell room beside that cell if she has to she wasn't going to leave him to lose his mind or go crazy. "Do you want to be alone?" She asks softly after they leave.

Upon the question, he carefully turned his head to look over to her. Even though he was trying to hide his fear and seem strong, his face still said it all. He didn't want to be separated from her. Not again. Especially if he was going to be stuck in a cell for the rest of his life soon. He doubted that he'd be able to be this close to her again, and he didn't want to throw this away. "No. Please, stay.." He whispered, his voice currently unable to go above that. He gripped her hand just a little bit tighter as he looked into her eyes.

Raven looks into his eyes smiles softly, and nods as she holds his hand tightly and tears up a bit. "I'm so sorry I left that night. I should've just stayed at the Sanctuary and not gone into those woods. I just didn't want to bother you to come with me since I had to be alone. Being in that cell for so long it was bad and what they did to me just to get me to talk I was weak.... I'm so sorry, Negan." She says, looking down and crying softly, laying her head on the bed. She felt so much guilt that if she didn't say anything about the military base, then Rick wouldn't have gotten those guns.

Negan relaxed when she said she was going to stay, a small smile appearing on his lips. However, his smile faded a little as she began to apologize. He didn't blame her for this, not in the slightest. If anyone, it was Rick who was to blame. Even if he was unable to capture her that night, he would have just kept trying until he finally got her. Even if she hadn't said anything about a base, Rick would have eventually found enough guns to do what he did anyway. It was inevitable. He reached his arm over, gently placing his hand atop her head. He carefully ran his fingers through her hair, trying to offer her comfort. "Shh, it's okay, darling. It's not your fault.." He spoke.

Raven looks up into his eyes with tears running down her cheek. "God, I missed you so much it was so horrible in that cell. I thought I would've died in that cell. Rick had Rosita that girl who almost shot you torture me, she cut me all over with a knife she knew my weakness she could've cut my tattoo we got together it would've broken me if anything happened to our tattoo I felt so alone, and afraid without you Negan when you came to Alexandria I would've been killed if I called out for help." She says softly as she holds his hand tightly, looking into his eyes."I was afraid I would never see you again." She says

His lips formed into a reassuring smile as she looked up at him. "I missed you too. And thanks, I gotta go in that cell soon." He joked a bit, trying to lighten the mood. However, when he heard the rest of what she said, he quickly became serious again. "When I found out where you were and what they had done, I tried so hard to get to you. But they kept pushing me back. I beat myself up every day about my visit here. I was so close to finding you and I didn't even know it." He had to take brief pauses at times when he spoke to avoid hurting himself before he could speak again. When her grip on his hand grew tight, he tightened his grip a little bit too, before making eye contact. "I was starting to worry about that too. But maybe life didn't screw us as much as we thought." He joked at the last part, a small smile appearing on his face. He fell silent for a little while before something popped into his head. This whole time they had been away from each other, she probably didn't get much sleep because of all those nightmares she had. Especially the ones that nearly came true on multiple occasions, which she might have witnessed. From the Sanctuary getting overrun by walkers to Sasha nearly biting him, and then his throat getting slit. At times he wondered if she was in some way, some kind of a psychic, but at the same time, those dreams were just big possibilities. "Hey, if you need to sleep, I can scoot over." He offered.

Raven looks into his eyes and blushes and smiles softly "Oh no no Negan it's fine and I know you were looking for me and wanting to save me but I'm fine really I rather stay guard and protect you I don't anyone coming in here to finish the job. But I'm not going to leave your side unless I'm going to get you food or get some air while resting, but I'll be staying outside the infirmary when I do go out." She says softly as she holds his hand and kisses the back of it. "And I meant what I said I don't want to lose you, I care about you and I love you Negan." She says softly

Negan nodded a tiny bit before his face scrunched up in pain for a second. He was getting more and more annoyed about the placing of his injury by the minute. Rick could have cut him anywhere else, but he had to choose the throat. Negan could hardly move because it made the wound feel like it was happening all over again. As she continued to speak, he put all of his attention back on her, before a small smile appeared on his lips. "I already told you. I'm not dying until I am damn good and ready. Besides, how are you gonna protect me if you don't sleep? Or do you plan on going Jackie-Chan on my would-be attacker while sleepwalking?" He teased, a smirk forming on his lips. At least his humor hadn't been damaged by Rick's attack. After hearing what she said last, his tough-guy act seemed to melt away completely for a moment. The first time he heard it, he thought that it was just his mind playing tricks on him, but now she had said it again. He stayed silent for a moment, so many questions and emotions racing through his mind. He wanted to say it in return, he wanted to feel whole again, to feel loved again. But, after everything he had done, everything he had lost, he wasn't sure that he could. He felt that with how sweet and caring she was, she deserved someone better than him. "Raven.. As much as I would love to, I can't without a guilty conscience. I'm an asshole. After all the messed-up shit I've done. I'd be screwing over karma big time if I had a girl like you, and I'm sure it would screw me right back. So, as much as I want to, I can't." He spoke, his eyes filled with guilt and regret. After a moment, he spoke up again, "Besides, if I'm gonna be caged up 'til I die, then that wouldn't be fair on you."

Raven smiles and giggles and shakes her head. "I know martial arts, Negan. Even if I don't have any weapons, I can use my hand-to-hand combat." She says, looking at him as she keeps holding his hand tightly. He knows he's in pain and she doesn't want him in pain at all. She frowns hearing what he has to say about her feeling being reciprocated she slowly pulls her hand away and then looks down and sighs "I get what you're saying Negan I guess I'll have to wait for you then or maybe I can be the one to take care you while you're in that cell. Because I'm not leaving just because of what happened, even if I have to sleep right in that cell because I will, but Negan, please, you can at least say something about my feelings for you... you and I both feel something between us.... unless it's just me." She says softly as her eyes well up a bit, but she hides her face with her hair. She felt like she could love him no matter what, but if he didn't feel the same way, then her heart would be shattered.

He frowned a little as she pulled her hand away. He didn't want to hurt her. He was trying to do the opposite. He didn't want her to waste away on the other side of the cell as he did. He didn't feel like he was worth it. "Raven, I do love you. Those eighty days were hell. Not knowing if you were alive or dead. But Rick said I'm gonna waste away in that cell. I trust his words as much as I trust a snake in my boot, but I know that is probably the only true thing he has ever said to me." He spoke, reaching his hand out to touch her cheek. "I don't want you to be stuck with me for the rest of your life. You deserve someone better."

Raven's tears run down her cheek and feel his hand on her cheek and shakes her head "Negan there is no one else there's never been anyone else I dated only one guy and he was an abusive piece of shit. Just seeing how much in love you were with Lucille you treated her with love even though yes you cheated on her but before all that just seeing you around her made me have hope to have that kind of love but I never did. I felt nothing for anyone but you. I spent all my life not having anyone to care about me other than you, Lucille, and Daryl. I can't be with anyone else with my love for you still in my heart. I would rather be by your side and be happy than not be by your side and be miserable. I was miserable without you for the years I was living on my own in the woods. But I understand, Negan..." She says as she looks down as tears keep falling she grabs his hand and pushes it away gently.

Negan's heart sank as he listened to her. He felt horrible for pushing her away, but he felt like it was for the best. He wanted to be with her. To hold and cherish her. To have someone to love again. When she spoke of how he loved Lucille, his eyes looked towards the ground with regret. He never should have cheated on Lucille. He loved her dearly and yet he put her through that. Sometimes he wondered if that was part of the reason she killed herself that day. It was something that he knew he'd never get the answer to, and yet, he couldn't help but wonder. When he felt her move his hand away, he looked over at her once again. "If Rick wasn't going to put me away, I wouldn't wait another moment to ask you to be mine. I love you. But that's exactly why I can't."

Raven looks down, and she stands up and stands in front of his bed and shakes her head "Well I can't live without Negan.... but I also can't live without seeing you in that cell.... I thought about it... I'm not going to be welcomed here, they might as well make another cell for me.... or I leave..... but knowing Daryl, he's not going to let me leave, but I don't belong here... I don't belong anywhere... look, I... I need some air..." she says as she looks down and starts walking towards the door of the infirmary. She couldn't help but feel numb to the pain she just felt emotionless now she just had to be alone to think to see if she was willing to stay here or leave.

Negan stared at the wall in front of him as she walked away. A single tear trailed down his cheek, landing on the pillow next to his head. This was a whole new form of torture. One that hurt him far worse than his injury could. He was just trying to help her and save her heartache. Instead, he inadvertently made it worse for the both of them. He didn't want her to leave. He didn't want to be separated from her again, but he understood. Negan closed his eyes, a sigh escaping his lips. Now he was starting to think he should have let himself die earlier. At least then his consciousness would be at peace.

Daryl couldn't take it anymore. He had so many things to say to her. Especially if he was going to be shipped off to watch over the Sanctuary soon. He needed to get everything out and mend things before he moved out there. He didn't want to be distracted from his work, wondering if she still hated his guts or if she'd come and start a revolt. Of course, he didn't want to go there in the first place, but still. Daryl had just got to the door when he met Raven face-to-face as she was exiting. He raised his brows for a second, momentarily taken by surprise, "Hey." He spoke.

Raven walks out of the infirmary bumps into Daryl, and looks up at him. "Hi." She says as she pushes past him and walks away from him she tries to think of a way to leave this place she needs her bag, her jacket, and weapons but she hasn't seen any of them since she had been in that cell she felt like she couldn't think straight at all she just felt like her mind was running wild and she just had to leave. She stops in her tracks, looks down, and holds her arms close to her chest tears run down her cheeks, and she sniffles and touches her chest, remembering she doesn't have her necklace. She felt so alone right now that she felt like she was alone again like she was in the woods. She didn't want to feel this way again, but she just felt like it. Negan is going to be in a cell for the rest of his life, and Daryl betrays her.

Daryl released a sigh as she pushed straight past him and kept walking. Yep, she still hated him. After a moment, he turned to look back, prepared to chase her down. He desperately needed to sort this out before he had to go, which was going to be either tomorrow or the next day. He didn't want it to be forever in his mind. However, when he turned to face her, he noticed she had stopped in place. A couple of seconds later, Daryl began walking over, curious as to why she had abruptly stopped. When he got there, however, he quickly discovered why. She was crying for some reason, which he figured was either because of him or Negan, but it was possibly both together. After a little hesitation, Daryl reached his arm over, gently placing a hand on her back in an attempt to comfort her. "Raven, I'm sorry. I screwed up, I know I did. If I could go back and do it all over again, I would. I shouldn't have left you in there." He spoke, his voice was soft but sincere.

Raven shakes her head looks up slightly and sighs "Forget it Daryl i just need my stuff and I'll be gone I'm going back to the Sanctuary I know Negan has something there that I want to get it maybe stay there.... I don't know. I have nowhere to go. Look what did hurt me... but I know I don't belong to her or anywhere, and I know you hate the fact that I care and love Negan.... he saved me multiple times as you did for me. You hate him for what he's done, but he's still a human being... he loves me back, Daryl... but we can't be together because of him being that cell... if you want to make things right with me, Daryl, don't stop me from leaving. Give me my stuff and a vehicle, and I'll be out of here. I might now see it ever again." She says as he glances back at him, tears run her down her cheeks.

Daryl gently moved his hand away from her back, letting his arm fall back to his side. He released a sigh as he listened to her speak. He knew that she wouldn't forgive him so easily, but he understood. When she spoke of Negan, he couldn't help but scowl a little bit. He hated his guts. He should have died under that tree, but he knew better than to say his true opinions in front of her. Especially if he was trying to make amends. "Fine, whatever, I ain't stopping you. I gotta go there anyway." He spoke, shrugging his shoulders. He began walking to one of the garages, gesturing for her to follow him.

Raven follows after him slowly "Look Daryl I know you hate him, okay? But I can't stop my feelings for him and I know we'll be together because he's going to be in that cell and he doesn't want me to stop being happy but I can stay here knowing I will be glared at and hated. So it's either I stay in the cell as well and rot or leave and live at the Sanctuary alone. Whatever business you have at the Sanctuary, just don't Daryl, I can't trust you. I thought I could after all these years but I can't. You chose your side. So don't be dick about what I'm telling you about HIM. I was alone for a long time, and I know to be alone again even if it kills me, but it's not you care if I live or die just because I found Negan first before I found you. Either way, I was going to reunite with you and HIM. If you cared about me, you would just leave me alone. I don't know if I could ever forgive Daryl.... but I can't have that on my mind. If I die, I didn't at least try to patch things up with you." She says softly as she looks down as she speaks, not wanting to look up at his face, afraid of how he looks at her.

Daryl sighed, shaking his head a little. He continued walking for a while, before finally stopping in front of one of the garages. He gripped the bottom of the door, before pushing it open. There were some boxes inside. Draped over the corner of one of the boxes, was Negan's leather jacket. His left chest pocket was unzipped a little bit, something shining from inside of it as the sunlight caught it. It was her necklace. He had kept it with him at all times in the pocket above his heart. It was a constant reminder to him as to why he should keep fighting. On the same day he had found the necklace, he had repaired the chain, so that he could return it to her when he next saw her. Although Negan had his worries that he'd never see her again, he held hope.

Daryl sighed as she continued to berate him, not bothering to respond as she spoke about Negan. He didn't want to keep talking about him, he just wanted to move on. He was tired of hearing about Negan and his Saviors. It was starting to feel like a record playing on repeat. It felt like that's all he heard anymore. He had hoped that when the war was over, he'd never have to hear it again, but if anything, he just heard it more than before. "Rick wants me to watch over the Sanctuary for him. That's all, okay?" He spoke, walking over to one of the boxes. He picked it up, before handing it over to her. It had all of the stuff they had taken from her inside of it.

Raven looks into the box and puts it down on the ground she notices the necklace in the jacket pocket that belongs to Negan she walks over to it picks up the jacket and takes the necklace out she puts Negan's jacket in her box of stuff and puts her necklace back on and sighs ''Fine but I'm taking his stuff too." She says as she walks to his box looks through it takes out what she wants to bring with her, and puts it in her box. She looks through her box picks out her knives smiles softly as she sighs, and also takes out the photo of her and Negan together. "Come get me when you're ready to leave. I need to say goodbye. Can you put my stuff in whatever vehicle you will be using? I want to ride with you to the Sanctuary." She says as she puts on Negan's jacket and walks towards the infirmary she walks through the door and looks into Negan's room just standing in the doorway.

Daryl watched as she took Negan's things, before shrugging his shoulders a bit. It wasn't exactly like he was going to get them back, so she had every right to keep his stuff. When she was done, he closed the box up to make sure nothing would fall out, before giving a nod after what she said. It wasn't going to take him long to get ready, but he figured he could spare her a little while so she could say all the things she wanted to say to Negan. Daryl walked over to his bike, strapping the box tightly onto the back of it. He would have taken one of their cars or trucks, but if he was going to be stationed at that Sanctuary for an indefinite amount of time, then he wanted to bring his dear old bike with him.

Negan was still staring at the wall ahead of him, questioning how things had to switch so quickly. It shouldn't have ended like this. He had the men, the guns. If it weren't for that sabotage, then everything would have been peachy. Then he'd never be sentenced to that cell, and he'd be able to pursue a relationship with Raven, but things hadn't turned out that way. Despite how much he despised it, he knew deep down that he deserved it, and he just had to deal with the cards that he was dealt. Besides, why would a guy like him deserve a happy ending after all of the things he had done? Negan was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard someone approaching his door. He carefully moved his head to see who it was before his sullen expression quickly changed into a happy one as he recognized who it was. "Hey, beautiful." He spoke, his voice still soft. His brown eyes glanced over her, immediately taking notice that she was wearing his jacket and the necklace. "Well, would you look at that? Now you look like a badass." He joked. He laughed a little to himself before his amusement was silenced as he gave a wince of pain.

Raven smiles softly and blushes slightly at the compliment, slightly giggling. "Hey, handsome. I was happy to see you had my necklace still, and I thought I might as well claim your jacket since you're not going to be wearing it for a while, but I'll keep it safe for you. I was stopping by to say goodbye. I wanted to give something to remember to not give up and stay strong. I'm going with Daryl to the Sanctuary. That's where I'll be. I'll be staying in your room and making sure nothing happens to your things." She says as she walks inside and walks to his bedside, she grabs his hand and puts the photo of her and Negan in his hand. "Keep this safe. I don't want you to lose it. I'm going to miss you Negan. Maybe someday I'll see you again or come visit you. Take care of yourself, Negan." She says as she holds his hand tightly and tries to let go of his hand and leave, but she thinks about doing something she has been wanting to do for a long time.

Negan smiled in return. Raven was like a walking ray of sunshine in his eyes. Whenever he saw her, he couldn't help but grin. However, upon mentioning that she was leaving, his grin faded a little. They had just gotten each other again. They made vows to one another that they'd never be separated again just hours before, and they were already being broken. Of course, he couldn't blame her. He did tell her to live her life and not waste away next to his cell just because of him. He pushed away his thoughts to focus on what she was saying, before giving a tiny and careful nod as she mentioned the Sanctuary. "Make sure those boys stay in line. If they don't, then don't hesitate to show them who's the new head honcho." He spoke, a smile on his face, "But by that jacket alone, I'm sure they'll get the message." As she took his hand and placed something inside, he cautiously moved to see what it was. When he saw what it was, a wave of nostalgia washed over him. He was amazed she had held onto it for so long, but he was grateful nonetheless. After her request, he gave another small nod before looking up at her. "I will. You have my word. I'm gonna miss you too, Raven. You're always welcome here to visit. Well, I welcome you to visit. And I expect the same from you, Rosie." He spoke.

Raven smiles softly as he looks into his eyes, and she leans down kisses his lips very gently pulls away slowly, and looks into his eyes as tears start to well up. "I love you, Negan. I'll see you around." She says softly as she pulls away more and walks towards the door she wraps the leather jacket tighter around her looks down and glances back at Negan as a single tear falls down her cheek. She walks out of the infirmary stands next to the entrance leans against the wall, and looks down. She has to get it together because she can't show her being weak anymore. People can't use me against Negan and Negan can't be used against her anymore. She was on her own even if Daryl is going to be there but she knows he's not going to stay at the Sanctuary forever. She will make it her new home even if it will be empty.

Negan's eyes widened a little upon the kiss before he quickly relaxed once again. He carefully moved into the kiss, not wanting to ever leave it. He knew that the moment that she pulled away, it would be the last he'd see of her for a long time. If not forever. However, when she moved away, he reluctantly did the same. "I love you too, Raven. And I'll be waiting." He spoke, a small smile on his face. As she walked away, his smile instantly faded, replaced by a look of hurt and fear. How he wished that he could just leave this place and go with her. To go back home and have a relationship with her instead of living every day looking over his shoulder, but he knew he had to stifle that thought. If he didn't, it would just fester a pain of loss over something he never even got to experience. As she continued her way to leave the infirmary, he turned his eyes back towards the windows of his room, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

Daryl was standing near his bike, his eyes set on the infirmary. He still hadn't moved to get her yet, wanting her to get it all out before she left. Besides, given the way these days are, you never know when one day, it will be your last. Especially when it came to Negan. A lot of people wanted him dead. If he managed to survive until old age, then he'd be the luckiest man on Earth. When Daryl saw her exit the infirmary, he gave a nod in her direction, before speaking up, "I'm all set, you ready to go?" He called out.

Raven walks over to Daryl when she sees him she stands beside him and nods. "Yeah. I'm ready." She says she knew she wouldn't see him in a long time, but she hopes someday she and Negan will see each other again. She felt like that kiss was their last even if they weren't together it still hurt her to have to say goodbye like that especially when Negan was a target for everyone in Alexandria who knew what he did. She hopes he will be alive the next time she visits Alexandria, but that wouldn't be for a while.

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kurtty-drabbles · 6 years

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Protect au(It is over)

N/A: Yes, it is over!

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The danger room sure prepare Nightcrawler and Shadowcat to almost any situations and as they face the two odd individuals they silent have to thank the Danger Room as each session really help them to prepare. Nightcrawler´s back meet Shadowcat´s back as they watch their foes.

Kitty ponders the situation looking at Amanda that currently hovers in the air boasting about anything that Kitty is honestly not caring as Kurt is paying attention to Stefan as the man is proclaiming his undying hate for Kurt.

"Katzchen?" Kurt asked and the girl only grab his hand to indicates she is listening "let´s do as the team laser group, alright?" Kurt asked nicely and Kitty knows what this means.

"Ok, when I count 3. 1, 2 and 3" in the 3 Kitty Pryde phases through the ground and making Stefan´s leg be stuck as the girl phases back in.

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Kurt charges at Amanda who is hover in the air with the amulent laughing in joy as Kurt can´t reach to her. Kurt is getting tired of this game, but as Amanda continues to brag about her new power, Kurt noticed that said power only work if she is holding the amulet with her hands.

(in one second as she let the amulet rest the girl was slowly coming to the ground until Amanda quickly grab the amulet)

"Is over, Kurt, I´m the most powerful entity in the world, Belasco himself cower to my mere name," Amanda said and Kurt has no idea who is Belasco, yet, the boy is sure that her words are not true.

Suddenly, Kurt knows that he won´t need his sword today.

"Wait? You are more powerful than Belasco? How? He is Belasco!" Kurt is edging her to speak as Amanda fuming that someone, as she kindly labels, low life, is not taking her word. Belasco is nothing against her.

"Sorry, is hard to hear you from here, come here and say how powerful you are, I mean, I feel enlight to know that I once served the great Szardos and I want to know how powerful they are" Kurt easily lied as Amanda let go of the amulet with an arrogant smile as she is on the ground speaking how powerful she is and how Kurt lives to serve her and only her.

Kurt then port the amulet away from her hand(not feeling guilty that the girl in question scream in pain) as the amulet is in his hand, Kurt understands nothing of magic but the amulet seems a bit familiar. No, maybe is because the amulet is far too ordinary and it creates the illusion you have seen before.

Amanda tries to attack by saying magic words but nothing happens and Kurt is spare of having to hit on a girl as his big sister did that, one punch with her glove hand knock Amanda out in no time.

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Stephan´s attack is basically this strange red light/spell that Kitty can easily phase though, the girl also noticed the man has bad aim and a loose temper which makes her happy that there are no civilians here.

"I´m Stefan, the son of Margalia Szardos, the rightful heir of her realm, you dare to protect Nightcrawler? The murder?" Stefan speaks completely losing his mind and Kitty can use that to her advantage. Stefan´s legs are stuck on the ground and his magic seems to be focused on attacking Kitty than protecting himself.

The girl phases through the ground a second time and pulling his legs even further in the ground, the woman (thanks to a Dr MCcoy´s class) knows how to break someone´s leg(not permanently) as the man is not focused on the pain than attacking.

Kitty phases through the ground in time to see Jean Grey lifting the man easily.

"Kitty, Are you alright?" Jean asked as Scott and the others inform that all the others students and teachers are gone and Professor X is coming to help.

Kitty now looks at the elf who is talking to his sister about what happened as Rogue has no problem in being a little rude to Amanda.

"What happened here?" Jean asked once she managed to put Stefan to sleep.

"I have no idea"

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Professor X has no answer for what happened. As Amanda only speaks as she is the most powerful mage in the world and how they should obey her, finally getting enough of this charade, Jean said she will resolve this as using her powers the older girl is inside Amanda´s mind.

The others watch as Jean made a disgusting face and as she looks away until she is finally back with the rest of the X-men.

"Stefan seems to be from another dimension"Jean speaks remembering certain things about Amanda that Kurt does not need to know ever " and inject the memories of his sister on this Amanda" the few that are aware of Amanda´s situation completely weird out as Jean refers Amanda as Stefan´s sister(Tabitha wasn´t hearing things after all) "and the man is insane as he wants to kill Kurt for no reason"

Jean thinks that Kurt does not need to know all the details. And Professor X seems to agree with this.

"What we do with Amanda?" Rogue asked as now looks at the awake Stefan "and with him?"

Stefan looks at his sister, his love, in the hands of the enemy and did what his mother told him. Protect Amanda at any coast. Screaming a Latin word Stefan is slowly vaping as Amanda is following along.

"What?" Rogue asked and everyone shares the sentiment.

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Time goes back to normal as Professor X creates a history for Amanda´s disappearance, turns out she did marry this random guy named Stefan (even Xavier is a bit disgusting) and her family cut ties with their only daughter because of that.

"Hey!" Kitty spot Kurt doing his chores and smiles at him as now that there´s no Amanda the two can talk about a certain incident.

"Hi!" Kurt said cleaning the windows using his tail.

"You did kiss me a few days ago and we never talk about it"

"Do you too see me as one of the girls?"

Kitty kissed him and replied

"I never wanted to kiss Jean or Jubilee" her forehead rests on his and it would be a tender moment until Logan shows up to say one thing only.

"Finally! now, just because you two together do not mean you are free of the chores" Kurt makes a salute and Kitty giggles as another day for the X-men continues as it should be.

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Margalia Szardos watches what happened to her beautiful children and is growing anger and anger by the minute. How dare Kurt to ruin her beautiful family? If she wants revenge...she needs to by herself.

#opening ending?#margalia zsardos #worst mom ever only losing to raven #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #kurtty #kitty pryde #shadowcat #rogue the best sister ever #jean is being kind here #evo kurt does not need to know some things

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saberstars · 3 years

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Bonding Activities

Pairing: Loki x Y/N

Warnings: Vaginal Penetration, Unsafe Sex, Oral (Fem Receiving), Squirting

Word Count: 3393

Summary: You had fancied the God of mischief for a while & he had fancied you. Somehow after a “rescue mission” that was unneeded things get a bit steamy so you mutually decided to relieve each other’s frustrations.

Notes: I may have gone overboard with over explaining sex ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is my first smut fic I’ve written in a while and shared so enjoy. Tbh this sounded a lot better in my head.

Ocean eyes follow the girl, tracking her pacing from one side of the room to the other. It was rare to get Y/N this worked up, this irritated at the stupidity of others. She was usually the type to laugh at people’s dumb mistakes, brushing it off as their problem and not hers. However, this was definitely her problem.

Nat was idly tapping at her laptop, stopping every once in a while to tune into her friends' rambles of frustration, watching her stride back and forth across their shared common area, and making large gestures with her hands. Y/N abruptly stops and turns to Nat, a frown on her face and eyebrows knitted together. She almost looked like a pouting puppy but Nat would never admit that to her face, unlike others, she enjoyed having teeth.

“I don’t get it, when I say or tell them something they ignore me, but when you tell them something, they listen. How do you do it?”

Nat blinks at the question and even takes a moment to think about it before shrugging, “Thor listens to me regardless, Loki is a hit or miss but there's one way to get him to listen with little to no complaints.”

“You’re referring to your ‘mom voice’,” Loki points out, getting an eye roll from the raven haired male.

“I do not have a ‘mom voice’,” Natasha shakes her head, eyes landing back on her computer screen.

“You do to have a mom voice, it’s like your superpower,” Y/N snickers before moving around the desk, sitting on the armrest of Loki’s chair, “So what’s the plan to save those idiots?”

Nat lets out a soft sigh, deciding to just drop the ‘mom voice’ thing for now. She points to her screen, a red dot on a map of the city was her prize. She was smart enough to have put a tracker on one of the two boys. She never imagined she'd end up having to use it seriously.

“You already found them?” Y/N sounded surprised, it had barely been five, maybe ten, minutes since she got back to base after all.

“Bucky has a tracking chip, just in case he ever gets...re obtained by Hydra. He’s one chess piece we can’t afford to lose to them. So we know where he is.Your brother, however, is a different story. We have no idea who or what we’re dealing with so pulling a plan out of my ass is going to be the hard part. Do you have anything else to share with the class about what happened?” Natasha Leans back, crossing her arms over her chest. She keeps a close eye on the red dot, making sure it didn’t disappear or start rapidly moving.

“They broke into a very expensive looking building as per requested by Shield. After they successfully found what they were looking for the told me via the comms. They waved at me then three men who looked exactly alike tazed the hell out of them and that's the last I saw of them. I booked it with Y/N like I was told before they had a chance to take us down,” Loki recalls, humming after as he watched Nat think.

After a long moment, Y/N stands, frowning at her options. She didn’t have many and the only plan she came up with was probably her worst idea yet.

“You have a plan,” Loki says, standing as well and watches as his friend grabs her leather jacket.

“I do, but you’re not going to like it. I don’t even like it but we don’t have a choice, we have no idea what those men can do or will do to the boys. Not to mention if they successfully recondition Bucky he’s fucked. We need to get them out before either of them gets hurt,” Y/N shrugs her jacket on, and gathers a handful of things that could be used that were scattered around the room. Loki follows close behind, grabbing his own jacket as well. One that was gifted to him from you.

Nat grabs One of Loki’s knives and tosses it to him with a grin, “I’m sure it can’t be that bad but I should probably stay behind in case you two fail.”

The asgardian and his pet nodded in agreement knowing if anyone would be useful in a predicament like that it was the Russian spy.

“Fine, that sounds like a plan, But you better come. Even for him.” Y/N stated jokingly with a certain look in her eye gesturing towards the mischievous god.

Loki snapped his head towards Y/N raising a brow as a grin tugged at the corners of his lips.

“What’s this? Enjoying my companionship are you?” He teased, ignoring the redhead's eye roll. “I jest I jest.” Loki retorted, tossing his hands up as you both exited the common room due to the displeasure you had shown in his remark.

“You can fool around all you want, but right now Bucky & your brother are, unfortunately, more important.” You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose as you both headed towards the helipad. Normally you wouldn’t have shown this much concern over the two, let alone Thor but they were a part of the team so therefore you had to care about their combined wellbeing. If you were being honest you only seemed to truly care about one of your teammates but for all the wrong reasons.

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“I take it back, this is the worst plan you have ever come up with. I might actually cry from disappointment,” Loki groans out in annoyance. Being the dramatic drama queen that he is.

“Oh hush.” Y/N hushed playfully, swatting at Loki’s arm as you both peered down at the side door entrance waiting for an opening so you could both sneak in.

Loki chuckled before you caught a side glimpse of a green shimmer, immediately meeting his eyes which were now down below by the side entrance causing you to scoff. You rolled your eyes before hopping down off the ledge landing gracefully before skipping over to his side. “Teamwork makes the dream work ya know.”

“You were taking too long and besides, the quicker we rescue Mr Sleeper agent the sooner I can indulge in my book.” Loki teased intentionally not mentioning his brother.

“Right, right, I forgot you're old and you prefer books rather than meaningful relationships.” You teased choosing not to remind me of oaf you were also rescuing like a damsel in distress. Loki gave you a snarky smile at your comment not confirming or denying your observation. In which you curtsied before walking through the door that he held open for you.

“What a gentleman. Perhaps there’s hope for you after all.” Y/N teased continuing her relentless remarks impatiently waiting to see how long it took for the god to finally snap from them.

“I’ll have you know compared to the rest of the avengers my manners are incomparable to the others. Despite what my personality and past actions may cause you to infer about me.” The god retorted quite quickly in an attempt to defend himself.

“Righhtttt and I’m a god.” Immediately after the word passed your lips you winced mentally and physically. “Ignore that, you know what I meant by that comment.” You weren’t a god, just a human with rather interesting abilities. Abilities that caught the attention of the avengers. You had been brought into the team around the same time as Loki. Thor had randomly shown up with him, insisting that his brother was ready to turn over a new leaf and “serve” and protect Midgard as requested by Frigga. It was that or something Loki wished not to disclose. So it must have been worse. Maybe he did it for her, maybe he was just waiting for the right moment to sip away from everyone. No one knew entirely. All anyone knew was that for now, it was a game of five and taken with very minimal trust.

But before either of you could make it any further into the building alarms & flashing lights sounded off, Thunder following suit.

“I can only assume that they are fine.” Y/N stated plainly a bit annoyed by the time she has wasted with the mischievous scamp next to her. “And to think I missed my show for this.”

“Prep the heli carrier?” Loki asked, cocking a brow still holding the door open.

“Yeah. Just make sure they both come out.” You retorted by giving him a certain look.

“Both? Are you sure? I’m sure Thor w-“ Loki paused as your hair thwacked his face when you turned to walk away ignoring his jest. “Rude.” He spat out before slipping in and letting the door close behind him.

It didn’t take long for all 3 to catch up to you, despite the rather serious containment two of the three suffered they seemed to be in a rather calm and playful mood Or at least Thor was. Bucky on the other hand was just enjoying the show Thor and Loki were providing with their sibling rambles.

“If you two don’t shut up I’ll turn this around and send you back.” You half heartedly joked knowing neither would stop but rather laugh at your request. “Hmm would this be a bad time to say I told you so? Or is it too soon?” You asked, eyeing both Thor and Bucky finding a bit of amusement in the situation now that they were safe.

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Somehow you all managed to make it back to base with no issues. It was strangely convient. Upon further discussion Thor and Bucky revealed it was just a part of their own solo plan. Not to mention they thought it’d be amusing to see the enemy attempt to lift m’jnolnir which Tony, Nat & others felt was completely irresponsible. Though Loki couldn’t help but snicker to himself in the corner.

“So you mean to tell me that I worried for Nothing?!” You boomed completely floored by their idiotic plan. The entire team looked at you, unable to find words. Thor made an attempt to open his mouth to speak but you swiftly turned on your heels storming away. Leaving a hole in the wall behind you.

Loki would never admit it out loud but he never despised your caveman like outbursts of anger. He actually found them rather igniting. Sending shivers down his spine straight to his cock. He had been pining over you for some time, and you did the same for him, but alas neither of you actually acted out on said feelings. Today’s outbursts combined with your relentless teasing was the tipping point for him though. Loki shimmered away, disappearing from the room teleporting outside of yours waiting for the rhythmatic thuds of your feet storming towards your bedroom. A slick smirk tugging at the corners of his face as you grew closer caused him to tilt his head to the side groaning into his hair. A sad attempt at muffling it.

As you grew closer to your room your pace sped your eyes narrow and glued to the floor. So much so you had hardly had time to notice the god standing score your door causing you to run straight into him. His thick scent wafting into your nose.

“L-Loki?!” You exclaimed fairly surprised by his presence prompting him to clear his throat.

“You were frustrated therefore allow me to be your punching bag?” He suggested with a hint of seduction lace in his chords. One of his hands slid its way onto your hip planting itself there, rubbing circles near the hem of your waistband.

You of course ignored his advances, fully aware of the warm sensation fluttering through your stomach and chest, as you moved your hand up towards your doorknob giving it a slight turn. “Mmm Tempting, but I don’t think that’s what Tony meant by team bonding?” You replied with a sly smirk before abruptly pushing the door open causing the two of you to fall crashing into your room. “Not so graceful are we?” You added sticking your tongue out playfully as you both surely heard the click of your door shutting.

“It surely may not have been what he meant, but it is something that I meant.” The blue eyed god replied effortlessly testing the waters waiting for a red flag to be waived by you. He may have been a morally grey god, but he wasn’t entirely evil. He still respected your choices, wants, and needs even if it would potentially not be what he would have favored.

“And you’d let such a lowly mortal ruin you?” You questioned as your lips drew closer to one another. Your shared breaths in between heating you further.

“I would, as long as you worship me like the god I am.”

You opened your mouth to speak but Loki already knew your answer. He captured your lips which elicited a moan from you, based on your current posture, and not throwing a fit as he gripped your waist pulling you closer into his groin. Your tongues danced battling for dominance in each other’s mouths. Before you finally pulled away in defeat, gasping for air. A single bead of sweat forming on your temple.

“And would a god like to be sprawled out on my floor or rather snug in my bed?” You whispered to him in between breaths.

The blue eyed god chuckled to himself as his lips met the crook of your neck. “I don’t think your god prefers either so long as I can sheath myself in your warm,wet cunt.” Loki replied, his words vibrating against your skin. The way you both flirted with each other came out so natural almost as if you had spoken like this to one another for an eternity but unfriended you had only had the luxury of knowing him for a good 6 months. Slowly building up to this explosive moment.

“Then take it.” You hissed in response, rolling your hips up against his in an attempt to sooth your already throbbing clit.

Loki’s hands slid up from your waist snagging your shirt with his fingertips pushing it up over your head tossing it to the side of the room. His hands immediately caressing over your skin, feeling every dip and curve. Finally finding a place with your breasts, kneading them both like a cat before pinching your left nipple eliciting a moaning wince from you.

Loki moved his hands back towards your waist as he sat up slowly staring into your lust filled eyes before prompting you to shift and locking your legs around him. So that you were sitting in his lap more so. Afterwards he rose to his feet carrying you to the bed before roughly dropping you onto the mattress hovering over you. With the snap of his fingers his asgardian leather was no more leaving only his preferred undergarments to sheath his weapon which was already blatantly saying hello through the fabric.

His lips and tongue dragged across your torso down towards your belly button and back up before giving a playful nip to your skin. Pushing your right knee off slowly removing your pants. He didn’t mind undressing you slowly, the sight of seeing you wreath under him whimpering with pleading eyes sparked joy in him.your underwear were already soaked through the scent of your arousal seeping into the atmosphere, driving him wild with lust.

“Your scent is absolutely divine.” Loki said before gliding his finger down in between your plush slick lips & the fabric. “I’m going to ravage you.” He said as he removed his hand pulling the fabric off your waist. He brought his lips down to your cunt, his uneven breaths causing you to squirm with anticipation. Prompting him to grab hold of your waist pinning it still. Dragging his tongue from the bottom of your slit towards the top before circling your precious throbbing bead. Moans cascading from your lips as your toes curled.

His tongue danced between your folds occasionally giving soft sucks to your clit. He pushed a finger into your warmth curling it skillfully, pulling a way to watch the whimpering mess that you had become.

“S-stop teasing me.” You whined as you began seeing stars slowly trying to roll your hips further into his touch. “Just fuck me already.” You demanded.

Loki’s cock twitched a tiny bit of precum leaking out at the sound of your begging demands, a bit shocked by it. He chuckled lowly, eventually succumbing to your demands with a snap of a finger. His boxers were gone. Your eyes glanced down at his length with a soft gasp as he lined himself up with you. His hand falling on your chin tilting your face towards his.

“I admire your seeming innocence.” Loki teased as his cock grazed over your wet folds.

“You would wouldn’t you?” You teased back wrapping your hand around his neck tangling your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. Loki pulled back before plunging into your core causing you to yank his hair at the intrusion of his thick member. A sinful hiss emitting from his lips as he picked up his pace whispering lewd comments into your ear.

“Why so quiet? Normally you don’t shut up? Have I found the key to silencing your cocky remarks?” He said proudly egging you on as your cunt squelched around him.

“N-no I’m just not vocal in that sense.” You squeaked out between thrusts. It was sad but true, he had a death grip on your voice. You could feel the pride that gave him radiating off his cock pressing against your sensitive spots.

“Fuck, I haven’t been used like this in forever.” You admitted rolling your hips in sync with his, pushing his tip as far as it was able.

Loki chuckled as beads of sweat began to drip down the side of his face. “Maybe I could make sure that never happens to you again. We could put your pussy to good use.” He offered as your core began to tighten and pulsate around him knowing fully that meant you were drawing closer to your end. You legs began to shake slowly becoming more violent with each thrust as your ability to speak went out the window. Your words became nothing but babbles.

“That’s it, just like that. Moan for me, pet.” Loki encouraged you nibbling your bottom lip before slipping his tongue back into your mouth which you so graciously accepted. Your hand slid down gripping his biceps digging your nails into them. He hissed lowly as his cock began to throbbed as it dragged in and out of your pulsating pussy.

You pulled away from his lips gasping for air trying to forewarn him about your impending organsm. “I.. I think I’m going to come.” You babbled out a bit of drool slipping out of your mouth.

Loki pressed his forehead against yours, his pace becoming uneven and shaky. His balls slapping against your juicy cunt as his growls became more and more vocal. “I want you to come all over my cock. Don’t you dare hold back.” He threatened urging you to give him every drop of juice that your cunt would allow.

You nodded of coarse before a final string snapped inside you, allowing a wave of pleasure flowing through your entire being sending a scream through your throat before you squirted all over his throbbing erection. Your nails dug deep into his biceps causing you to profusely apologize. Your chest rising and falling rapidly. Loki came a few lumps after you, your orgasm being what sent him over shooting a sticky mess against your cervix. Before he lazily pulled out collapsing beside you. He Wrapped his arms around you before reaching for a blanket to cover your nude body with.

He cleared his throat pushing aside a strand of hair off your face. “Don’t apologize.” He simply stated as his eyelids closed. They were heavier than he’d thought them to be because before you both knew it you fell into a blissful slumber curled up in each other’s arms.

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kevindayisafrog · 3 years

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What if Neil never made it home? (Kevneil pain)

TW - physical abuse (choking), panic attacks, hints of suicidal thoughts, grief and loss of a MC, anxiety

“Where is he?”, Andrew’s monotone voice chilled Kevin all over, making his already rapid heart beat faster. “I-I don’t-“, Kevin put his head in his hands and let out a shaky breath. He didn’t know where Neil was and he was dreading the worst. He was holding his hand just minutes ago but the fight broke out and..Kevin let out a strangled sound and squeezed his eyes shut. “Andrew-“, Nicky’s fear made him look up in time to see Andrew marching towards him up the aisle of the bus. “Andrew, I promise I don’t know where he is”, Kevin pleaded as Andrew ran into him and grabbed his throat, “Andrew, please, I don’t-“. He let out a choked whimper as Andrew’s hands grew tighter around his neck. A million tortured moments of Riko flashed behind his shut eyes making Kevin want to disappear; run away from this place to find his Neil. “Andrew”, he tried to whisper, the name barely coming out. “Where the fuck is he?”, Andrew’s voice barely changed, his deadpan face still remaining; boring into Kevin’s memory. “His father-the butcher-“, he knew Neil would hate him for telling everyone his past, but if it would get Andrew off him, he’ll try anything. As soon as Andrew lets go he can run; he’d run faster than he ever has, until his legs break beneath him. He won’t care about the pain, he’s lived through pain his whole life, what’s a bit more? If it helps him get Neil back he’ll walk through fire, he’ll go back to the nest, he’ll kiss Riko’s feet and smile as he slowly dies. “Baltimore-the butcher of Baltimore”, Kevin closed his eyes and let a tear fall out. Who cares if the foxes see him cry? He doesn’t give a shit. They mean nothing to him. “Andrew get off him”, Matt looked between the two and wrapped his arms around Andrew’s waist, pulling to no avail, “fuck”. Kevin looked up into Andrew’s empty eyes through his blurring vision and prepared for the pain he’ll get before whispering: “please, Andrew, I can’t lose him”. Andrew’s hands grew tighter than before, making Kevin let out a laugh fueled on pain and fear. He looked over Andrew’s shoulder fleetingly as Matt, Aaron, Nicky and Coach finally pulled Andrew off; his throat bursting with a numb pain. “Kevin, sweetheart”, Abby kneeled beside him and pulled his head gently onto her lap, “if you know about Neil’s past we need you to tell us now. It’s important”. Kevin closed his eyes and swallowed through the burn in his throat, silently apologizing to Neil for his truth. “His father..is the butcher of Baltimore. He just got out-“, he pressed a hand against his mottled throat and swallowed the taste of blood, “out of prison. We need to save him”. Nicky let out an inhaled ‘fuck’ as Matt got ready to hit Kevin. “For fuck’s sake, Kevin, why didn’t you tell us before? Is that why he was scared of his own shadow? Because he was fucking running away?”, Wymack ran a hand down his face and swore. Kevin nodded and cleared his throat, “yeah, he ran away with his mom when he was eleven. But she died and..”, he shrugged and let out a pained sigh as Abby began to rub lotion onto his bruising neck. “Fucking great”, Wymack turned his back to the team and shook his head before turning to glare down at Kevin, “you should’ve told us sooner, Day. What if something has gone wrong and we’re too fucking late?” Kevin winced at his words and slowly closed his eyes; he’s been blamed for a lot of shit in his life, but Neil’s possible death stabs deeper than anything before. “I’m sorry”, he whispered, desperate for someone to believe him. “That’s not good enough right now. Everyone get in your seats”, Wymack barked as he strode to the front of the bus and sat down with a loud sigh. Kevin stood up slowly and sank into his seat, watching out of the window as his fear and anxiety choked him once again.

Kevin sunk into the corner of the hotel room and dropped his head into his hands; his left hand red raw from his anxious picking. He didn’t want to stay in this room, he didn’t care if the FBI forced them to, he needed to get out. They reassured him that Neil would be okay, but he didn’t believe them. Kevin flinched as a hand was placed on his shoulder, a gentle squeeze making him want to crawl out of his skin. “He’s going to be okay”, Abby smiled down at him and placed a gentle kiss on his temple, “I know what he means to you”. Kevin blinked up at her and tried to hold his anxious tears in; he didn’t want anyone to know what Neil meant to him. Neil was his and he was going to protect him until the day he dropped dead. “Fuck’s sake”, Wymack grumbled as a loud knock startled everyone up onto their feet. They all stood in silence as their Coach opened the door cautiously and grunted when two FBI agents walked through the door with annoyed facial expressions. “I’m Special Agent Browning and this”, the smug suited man gestured to the taller man beside him, “is my partner Special Agent Towns. We are working on the Baltimore case and can officially announce that the butcher has been executed”. He said it so proudly, so smugly that Kevin wanted to rip the man’s face off with his bare fucking hands. “But this information is not to leave this room, do you understand?”, Towns glared at each face before nodding and pulling a notebook out of his jacket pocket, “we would like some information on Nathaniel Wesninksi, the butcher’s son”. Nathaniel. That name alone brought too many bad memories up that Kevin wanted to scream. He wanted to scream that his name is Neil, he hated that name and he ran so far away to forget it; but now they’re pinning him back down with it. “His-his name is Neil”, Kevin spoke up and felt everyone’s eyes turn to him, “and I want to know where he is”. He tried to stay formal and authoritative but his voice cracked in fear. Both agents shared a small look, a silent conversation being spoken right in front of their faces, before Browning nodded and turned to face the room. “We are sorry to say that Nathaniel did not make it. Our condolences”. Kevin felt the air leave his lungs as if he’d been shot a million times in the chest. “What?”, he whispered as the Foxes turned to shoot him death glares. “For fuck’s sake, Kevin. You should’ve told us”, Matt spat as Dan physically held him back from killing Kevin. “I didn’t-he didn’t want me to, I was just-“, Kevin took a step back in instinctive fear as the Foxes began to shout over each other, each word ripping deep into Kevin’s skin that they began to merge together into a numbing ring in his ears. “He’s okay, they’re just-“, Kevin gripped his chest with his left hand and replayed all his memories with Neil, “they’re lying. He’s okay”. Browning shook his head and sighed, “I’m sorry, kid, but his father got to him before we could infiltrate the building”. Kevin fell to his knees and covered his ears, his lungs bursting in his chest. “No, he’s okay, he’s okay”, he whispered hoarsely, bile slowly creeping up his bruised throat. His ears began to ring with shouts and cries as he watched his Neil slip away behind his eyelids, the blue eyes that he fell in love with slowly closing shut to never open again.

“He’s okay”, Kevin whispered as his body began to shake, painful sobs ripping through his chest, “he’s okay”. He replayed every interaction with Neil, his body still humming with his touches, his cheeks still blushing from the soft kisses. “He’s okay, you’re lying”, he whispered though it came out barely audible, his throat burning with the bile. He felt like he was dying and he was leaning into it; hoping that this will finally be the moment where he’ll die and won’t have to live without Neil. The boy that he fell in love with the moment he saw him swagger onto the court when they were eleven. The boy that mouthed off to the press, to Riko, but would kiss him so gently; would hold him with such tenderness that it would sometimes make him want to cry. His reason to fight back who has lost the battle; who proved that life would never get better, at least not for them. He let out a wail as he felt his lungs collapse, his body shaking so much that he felt as if he were leaving it; finally being freed. “Kevin”, a blurry voice broke through the deafening ring in his ears, a voice so soft that it made his heart break more, “Kevin, sweetheart, give me your hand”. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked through the tears, his head swimming with his fight or flight reflexes. He wanted to do neither; he wanted to disappear. “Give me your hand”, Abby gently took ahold of his hand and placed it against her neck, “feel my pulse, can you feel it?” It took too much energy for Kevin to nod so he squeezed his eyes shut instead. “Good, now match my breathing, I know it’s hard but you can do it”, Abby began breathing too loudly for Kevin’s ears and he just wanted to push her away, but he tried anyway; she always makes him want to try. “Good, that great, you’re doing so well”, Abby whispered through breaths, a sad smile in her voice. “I don’t want to do it”, Kevin whispered as he felt his chest sag in defeat. “No, you’re doing great, I’m so proud”, Abby cupped his face and wiped away the tears that were infinite. Kevin shook his head and dropped his head on her shoulder, opening his eyes to watch as the other Foxes had turned their backs on him. Neil was the only one that made him want to stay here, so why did he let him go? All he had to do was hold a little tighter, but Kevin always let good things slip through his fingers, “I’m sorry”, he whispered though no one heard him.

Kevin strode onto the Ravens court with his head held and with a victory already in his grasp. “For you”, he whispered to the sky before tapping the butt of his racquet against the floor and changing hands, “you gave me your game and I won’t let you down”.

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womenofwonder · 3 years

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Option on RWBY ships:

Btw, I don’t usually ship characters. Romance is usually the least interesting part of the story for me so expect a lot of meh.

Arkos: obviously I love this, it’s perfect

Blacksun: ehh, it’s cute. I started out feeling kinda meh, it was sweet but not really interesting, but now it’s growing on me. Ironically the same thing is happening with Bumblebee, although I still like Blake and Yang better platonically

Bunanas: so this is a ship between Velvet and Sun, and it’s honestly really cute to imagine even if it is completely random. I like it better then Blacksun…I think?

Candy Cane: this is just weird. I can’t imagine Nora being anything but a older sister to Oscar. The age gap makes it creepy too, not the four years is much of a gap, but when your teenagers it’s a big gap.

Chocolate Arc: this is hilarious to imagine but obviously yeah, Coco isn’t going to fall for someone like Jaune

Cinnabun: I barely know anything about Yatsuhashi but he and Velvet are cute, I guess? Still like her better with Sun

ClockRose: heck no!

Coconuts: again, can’t see Sun doing anything but annoying Coco. I really don’t like the whole ‘badass jerk of a girl falls for goof ball trope.’ It always ends up feeling sexist in several ways

Combat Boots: honestly outside of an AU I can’t see Yang ever forgiving Mercury much less falling in love with him. Also Mercury just doesn’t deserve her

Combat goggles: I feel like Yang and Neptune would have fun causally dating each other and slowly realizing they actually like (Blake/Sun/Jaune/whoever) and become each other’s wingmen. That fanfic better be lying around somewhere

Crimson Lotus: okay, if I didn’t love Renora and Rosegarden so much I’d probably ship this. It’s really cute

Crimson Sun: this feels like an excuse to write lemons of the two hottest characters

Crimson wings: look I understand most of the shipping heroes with villains because they’re both hot and the villain/hero dynamic is always fun. But Cardin…he’s not even hot. He’s not even interesting. And yet people ship him with Ruby? Why?

Daddie Issues: you know I see where this is coming from but they would just end up murdering each other.

Dairy Farm: obviously this is downright creepy in cannon, but in an au where Neo isn’t evil and both are closer in age, this would be adorable. I feel like Neo’s main problem is she’s incredibly lonely—other then Roman no one bothers to understand or talk to her. If Oscar reached out to her, and she began to protect him…it would be perfect. In way even better then Rosegarden because I think Neo would still be a bit of pycho even when good, and it would be fun to see her lose it when Salem hurts him.

Ilia/Adam: I just want to say I am forever grateful the show went out of its way to avoid this obnoxious, cliche ship from being canon

Dragon slayer: I see why people ship Jaune and Yang, I really do. They’re both the team mom/dad of their team, they’ve got the whole goofball/badass thing going (which is a trope I do like when the badass isn’t a jerk), they both have a good sense of humor, etc. But I just can’t see them as romantic. It feels really weird. I can’t even explain why. I understand shipping them but I really can’t ship them myself.

Emercury: I really love this ship, but I also don’t mind at all if the show decides to make them platonic. I enjoy their relationship in general and it works either way.

Oscar/Emerald: again, feel creepy. I love the idea of a sibling relationship and can’t see them possibly being romantic even without the age gape.

Cinder/Qrow: yeah again. Both are sexy and good for angsty lemons. I’m not into that stuff so I don’t ship them

Fall Stinger: I just don’t know why anyone would ship Tyrian with anyone. Unless it was Salem and even that is super creepy

Firerobber: I like villain relationships but Roman already has Neo and Cinder is a hot mess. Literally

Firewall: I don’t know why anyone would ship Watts with anyone. He’s even worst less ship-able then Tyrian

Footloose: I don’t actually ship it but just imagine Mercury and Melanie bonding over weaponized feet.

Freckles: Yeah this is just painful. The two most adorable characters (Penny and Oscar), who go through the worst things imaginable. It’s endless fluff, angst, and whump, and I love cute romance and tragic romances, so this is definitely something I ship.

Frostbite: seriously, this is so weird and toxic. Having Adam fall for Weiss or vice versa. Maybe it would work in an AU or something but it’s just too creepy

Funky Beats: it’s cute, I ship it.

Gelato: yeah I love healthy villainous relationships! Neo and Roman are freaking adorable, and I’m sad that we didn’t see more of them together.

Grandmasters: I obviously don’t ship Salem and Ozpin because that’s just creepy, but I do like their romance. I like tragic romances, and this probably the most tragic one in existence

Greek Lotus: I don’t see the chemistry and crashes two of my favorite ships so…

Green Knight: well, she kinda helped kill his last girlfriend so…unless it’s AU this isn’t going to work. Even if it is an AU. This feels like another ship made solely for lemons

Velvet/Cardin: yeah, a bigot changing his mind when he falls in love with a minority isn’t cute. Isn’t sweet. It isn’t romantic. I don’t even excuse lemons that use this trope. Even porn ought to be above that

Weiss/Cardin: WOULD EVERYONE STOP SHIPPING CARDIN WITH PEOPLE

Hummingbird: it’s hard to ship something when you only know one character, but I was interested in the theory that Qrow was actually Ruby’s father. But then in season 7 Qrow’s description of Summer made me rethink it, and it didn’t sound anything like how you’d describe a romantic relationship. So I don’t really like that theory anymore

Iceberg: this is just cliche and boring. I get them dating but it wouldn’t last that long

Flynt/Weiss: I really love this one, it’s my favorite ship with Weiss. I don’t want it to actually happened in cannon because that would be random, but I feel like it would be fun for both their characters. And they both share an interest in music. I’m imagining an AU where he gets her into jazz and she starts singing it at all her concerts to the horror of Jaques.

Iron Maiden: honestly what. Why. Gross

Iron witch: well I definitely see why people like it. I actually wouldn’t mind it being cannon, It’d be a good combination of funny/tragic and I’d like to see Glynda mentoring Winter

Jailbirds: this just feels forced and also Qrow is probably too old for her. I like their relationship and don’t want it to be romantic

Knight fall: lemon ship. Moving on

Knight Life: I feel like Jaune just gets shipped with everyone but this is cute I guess

Lancaster: it’s cute, but I can’t ship it because it feels cliche. I was worried that Jaune was going to be her love interest when they first met and was relieved to see him with Pyrrha instead. It just feels forced and boring to have him end up with Ruby

Pyrrha/Mercury: this really popular for some unfathomable reason. I like Mercury but Pyrrha deserves better

Marrowgold (May/Marrow): I just don’t see it

Nikong: Pyrrha and Sun would be cute together, but I don’t really love this ship. It’s kinda meh.

Nora’s Arc: no. Just no. It technically would work but their platonic relationship is way too good to lose

Old Silver: this is Maria/Pietro, and I think it’s adorable. They both strike me as really flirty for their ages and both are very good mentors. They can be the crazy grandparents of the team

Ozglyn: just don’t see it

Phoenix: yeah Raven was a horrible girlfriend/wife. I don’t ship her Taiyang

QuickSilver: Ruby deserves better than Mercury.

Rehab (Qrow/Glynda): the fact that this is called rehab explains why I don’t ship it

ReNora: yeah, this is probably my favorite ship. I don’t think I have to explain why.

Robotic Knight: I briefly shipped this but now disagree

Rosegarden: I really love Rosegarden, they’re just too adorable together, though the whole Ozpin does make it a little awkward

Rosewick: I can’t see this happening, even in an AU

Coco/Fox: I don’t know enough about Fox to really ship them, but the fact that Coco canonically slaps his butt during battle definitely makes me want to

Mercury/Neo: I could see this working. It would be pretty cute

Silent Knight: again, it would have to be an AU and even then I don’t see it working

Snowbird: so at first I really liked the idea of Qrow and Winter being ex’s, but now that I think about it he has to be at least twenty years older then her. Also, I have to say that while they have chemistry I think they would just end up killing each other

Speakeasy (Flynt/Coco): I got to say I like this ship and could see them having a lot of chemistry together

Strawbanna: I just can’t see Ruby and Sun together. It feels weird

Sunflakes: Can’t see it working

Sunflowyr (Ren/Yang): don’t see any chemistry. Again this just seems random

Tauradonna: this is obviously as toxic as you get.

The Hunt (Cardin/Blake): stop shipping Cardin with anyone!

Mercury/Cinder: Mercury is way too young, and even if he wasn’t this would be really weird. Also Cinder makes him look like a stable, peaceful person, so also no.

Toxic Petals: I swear I’m done with this. No more Cardin, Tyrian, or Watts ships. They too gross

Velveteen Knight: Aw, they’d be cute together

White Knight: I really hate this ship. It’s so obnoxious and boring, and nearly falls into the jerky badass/goofball trope I hate

Winter Soldier: ew, no, Ironwood is like her dad

Wise Dragon: anyone care to explain why this is so popular? Sage barely has any character to him, I can’t ship him with anyone

Yellow rose: Yeah, I kinda ship this, but again, it’s difficult when you barely know one character

IronQrow: I understand why you would ship this but I just don’t see it. Guys can hug without being gay you know

Martial arts: why?

Noah’s Arc: why?

Sea Monkeys: again I understand why you could ship it but I don’t. They’re obviously just friends to me

Shovel Knight: like most Oscar ships it feels weird. Jaune is obviously a big brother to him

TaiQrow: As funny as it is for Tai to sleep with every member of his team, I don’t ship it.

Fair game: I really can’t stand Clover so again, don’t ship it

Achilles heel: Cinder literally kills Pyrrha, why would you ship them?

Baked Alaska: lemon ship

Black glass: annnd, another lemon ship.

Blood Mint: yeah I don’t see Emerald and Ruby ever being a couple

Catmelon: I found Ilia’s crush on Blake kinda cringy and I can’t see them being a couple

ColdMurder (Weiss/Cinder): even in an au I don’t see it working

Cold Steel (Penny/Winter) eeewww, they’re practically sisters

Cream Machine (Neo/Penny): I mean…if she wasn’t evil…and wasn’t so much older…it might work? Maybe?

Crosshares: cute but I feel like Velvet is too much of a doormat for Coco

Digital Clock: Ciel obviously didn’t care much for Penny, and she was barely a character at all. I don’t see it

Pyrrha/Nora: don’t see it, and also can’t stand the idea of breaking up the two best ships

Falling Petals: I get that Cinder is hot, but can we stop shipping her with the kids she’s trying to murder? Because I can see several things wrong with that

Freezerburn: again, for no reason that I can think of this ship just doesn’t work for me. Much like Dragonslayer it just feels weird

Gingersnaps (Penny/Nora): that would be chaotic. I can’t really see them romantically though like most Penny ships it would be cute

Guilty Conscience (Bree/Winter): oh please no. They really don’t have any reason to be together

Ladybug: I just can’t see Blake with Ruby at all. Blake feels way to old even though she’s only older by two years.

Milk and Cereal (Ruby and Pyrrha): I guess it would work but I just don’t any chemistry

Mint chocolate (Emerald/Coco): if Coco managed to forgive her for everything that happened at Beacon I could maybe see this happening. There is some chemistry

Mommy issues: Nah, can’t see this working out.

Monochrome: Blake and Weiss have never had any romance chemistry despite plenty of opportunity to have it, so again, I see them as strictly platonic and shipping them feels almost like incest. I know that doesn’t make sense

Nordic Winter: I can’t see Weiss handling Penny, but again, any Penny ship is pretty cute

Nuts and Dolts: I would ship, but I like them together platonically too well. Definitely understand the ship, though I find it funny that Ruby, who insist she likes weapons better then people, would fall in love with a personified weapon. I know that’s probably racist against robots

Overheating (Penny/Cinder): I take back what I said about every Penny ship being cute

PennyWeiss: but this one is pretty cute

Pink Lemonade: can you imagine the chaos of Yang and Nora dating each other? They both need someone with a cooler head to keep them in check

Scheenoks: with Weiss’s fangirling I can definitely see were this is coming from, but Weiss is too mean for Pyrrha

Steadfast: I really don’t ship any of the ace-ops with anyone. I found them all boring and annoying except for Marrow

Strawberry Shortcake (Neo/Ruby): not seeing it

Sugar Rush (Ruby/Nora): Again, too much chaos. They both need chill partners. And I love Rosegarden and ReNora too much

Thunder cat (Blake/Nora): don’t see any chemistry between them

WhiteRose: I can see why this is shipped and I don’t dislike WhiteRose shippers. I just prefer Rosegarden, and find Weiss and Ruby working better together romantically

Bumblebee: again, I see this working better platonically, not romantically. It kind of annoyed me at first, but it is growing on me, much like Blacksun. I still like Blacksun better though

Enabler: No.

#Rwby #rwby ships #bumblebee #blacksun #rosegarden #roman/neo #WhiteRose #Arkos #Renora #ruby rose #wiess Schnee #snowbird #qrow #winter Schnee #fairgame #blake bellodona #Yang Xiao Long #oscar pine

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earnestly-endlessly · 3 years

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Hi! I'm wondering if you can make a list of fics where Erik's jewish heritage isn't ignored? I just came across the fact that a lot of authors don't explore this part of him for some reason and i found it kinda upsetting so i'm wondering if you have any recs! I liked "As They Kiss, Consume" and "Who Shall be King Hereafter" by sherwoodfox, in case anyone who's reading this ask is interested in the same topic.

Hi Anon. I'm sorry for taking so long with this list but your request sent me on a wide search for fics that fit with your request. I tried to find a variety of fics where Erik's Jewish heritage is addressed. Some of them aren't necessarily cherik, but most of them are. I hope you enjoy this list.

Mistletoe, Latkes, and Long-Term Revenge Strategies – pocky_slash

Summary: Charles knows that Erik hates working at a department store in the best of times. Being Jewish in a department store during the holiday season is far from the best of times. He does what he can to help.

A Nice Boy (the Family Matters Edition) – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik's not sure whether the problem is that he doesn't want his parents to meet Charles or that he doesn't want Charles to meet his parents. Either way, he never invites Charles to brunch. Why should he? It's not like they're dating.

A Road Trip to Pennsylvania – Aainiouu

Summary: For a year Charles has nurtured the biggest and most embarrassing crush known to man towards Erik. They are friends and roommates and when Erik asks Charles to accompany him to home on Thanksgiving of course Charles goes.

In the Bleak Midwinter – keire_ke

Summary: It is not easy to find out, well into the second decade of the twenty-first century, that your mother arranged a marriage for you. It is even less easy to convince her that you have no interest in the very fertile Magda, she of the wide hips and lustrous auburn hair. Fortunately, with a good friend at his side over the holiday weekend, Erik is sure he will prevail.

Speech Making – phalangine

Summary: Modern Emma AU- Charles Xavier, accomplished matchmaker and headmaster of North America’s preeminent school for mutants, intends to add another notch to his belt: setting up his friend Moira. His oldest friend, Erik, has doubts about this plan.

Charles doesn’t share them.

This is life (and everything’s all right) – pocky_slash

Summary: Edie Lehnsherr came into Charles' life long before he ever heard Erik Lehnsherr's name, and her death left a gaping hole in the lives of everyone in Charles' family. As the first Purim without her approaches, he begins to get creative in his efforts to bring everyone out of their grief. Kitchen creativity, however, is not quite his strength....

Bashert – AvengingAngel

Summary: Erik and Charles meet and fall in love. I wanted to write a story where Erik had a huge family. Pretty fluffy (for me anyways). I suck at summaries.

Note: The summary doesn’t reveal much but if you’re looking for a fic where Erik is jewish and has a large family with a heavy dose of cherik fluff and angst then this one is for you.

Math Reasons – pearl_o, pocky_slash

Summary: "Mom says Erik always knows what he wants, it just sometimes takes him a little while to actually realize it," Ruth said.

Charles fell in love with Erik the first night they met, the first week of freshman year. Two years of friendship, adventures, arguments, hijinks, secrets, and summer visits later, Erik is starting to catch up.

Ser

It’s kind of our whole things – pearl_o, pocky_slash

Summary: After two years of best friendship, Charles and Erik thought they knew everything there was to know about each other. They're surprised, then, when their first summer as a couple reveals that they have a lot to learn about each other and themselves.

Sequel to Math Reasons

A Winter in New York – nextraordinaire

Summary: Charles and Erik have been childhood friends for as long as they can remember – Erik, living with his mother in Queens, and Charles in the big mansion in Westchester. For all, expect themselves, it was just natural progression that they'd end up together.

A series of ficlets from the same universe – can be read as separate and are out of chronological order.

Baby, It’s Cold Outside – heyjupiter

Summary: "It's just, this is my first Chanukah away from my parents. And it's--it's like 90 degrees out."

Erik Lehnsherr and Kitty Pryde celebrate a Genoshan Chanukah. It's a little different from the way it used to be in New York, but some unexpected visitors help them embrace the spirit of the holiday season.

Hold Back the Rain (front!strict mashup) – euphorbic

Summary: Charles Xavier: society darling, powerful political activist, well-known professor, and Dominant.

Erik Lehnsherr: anti-social, international motorcycle racer, and defiant submissive.

Erik is at Sepang in Malaysia for the fourteenth leg of the International World Championship. After doing poorly in qualifying, he's furious to find he has to take another VIP around the track instead of meeting Charles at the KL airport.

The Swan – waitfornight

Summary: In 1939 Erik and his sister Ruth are sent to Devonshire, England, during the Kindertransport refugee program to live with Kurt and Sharon Marko as foster children just before the start of World War II. Angry and wishing he could return home on the night of his seventeenth birthday, Erik meets a boy alone in the forest who is cursed to transform each day into a swan, only taking his true form by night.

Swan Lake AU.

The boy with the heart on his sleeve – euphorbic

Summary: Charles loses a high-stakes bet to Raven and is required to get a tattoo. However, when he makes a disparaging remark about the art form, Raven's acerbic mentor, Erik, steps in.

Or, the one where Erik and Raven are tattoo artists.

The Wurst Case Scenario – sareyen

Summary:If anyone asked why Charles, come rain, wind or shine, made the significant trek during his dismal lunch hour to dine at "Edie's Kosher Delicatessen", he would stubbornly say that it was because their pastrami on rye and potato knishes were absolutely to die for. He wasn't completely lying, because the deli's namesake, Edie Lehnsherr, made the best matzah ball soup Charles has ever had in his life. Still, Charles would rather shave his full head of hair off than admit that the real reason he would willingly walk through hail and fire to get to the corner deli was because of Erik, the insanely attractive man working the counter.

Sure, Erik has barely spoken two words to Charles other than "Hello, what can I get you?" or, after the third day in a row that Charles came to the deli, "Welcome back, what can I get you?", but Charles was more than happy to just ogle at the man from afar while devouring the juicy wurst Erik had put together with his (large and very capable) hands.

But, little does Charles know, Erik doesn't usually work the front counter. He only does it when he knows the cute blue-eyed man will be dining in.

This is life (and everything’s all right) – pocky_slash

c'est regarder ensemble dans la même direction – melonbutterfly

Summary: Since that day on the beach, Charles and Erik have learned to agree to disagree for the sake of living and working together. Then, for Christmas, and Charles gives Erik Hanukkah back a second time, and their relationship shifts a little further.

Terrible Hanukkah Sweaters and Other Life Challenges – professor

Summary: “Why am I here again?” Erik groans.

“I need you to lift things and glower at people over my shoulder when I tell people that it’s not ‘politically correct’ or a ‘war on Christmas’ to have a non-denominational winter holiday festival,” says Theresa Pryde.

Well, at least those are two things he’s good at.

Shrapnel – librata

Summary: It's late 1940, and tensions between the Axis and the Allies are tightening. Displaced and alone, 16-year-old German Jew Erik Lehnsherr finds himself employed as a servant by some snobby, terrible family in England whose house is far too big and whose money never seems to end. The worst part is, he isn't just mucking stables or cleaning plates–-he's tasked with tending to the whiny, disabled son named Charles, who might just drive Erik into absolute madness.

Or, the World War II fic in which Erik and Charles experience a changing world and a lot of teen angst.

Defying Expectations – Baamon5evr

Summary: Charles and Erik meet each other’s family. Neither of them gets what they expect.

table for three – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik should have known to call ahead to the Chinese restaurant--it's Christmas Eve and he lives in a predominantly Jewish neighborhood, after all. But before he can go home to mourn the loss of another one of his mother's yearly traditions, he's accosted by a teenage girl with a strange proposition--that he should stay and have dinner with her and her mother, instead.

different from all other nights – metonymy

Summary: "This year we are slaves; next year we will be free." Kitty and Erik host a seder for Passover at the Xavier School.

Libertad – ariadnes_string

Summary: Erik knew the look, had seen it his whole life, even before the war. ”You, with your height and blue eyes and straight nose, you can pass. You can be free of us. You are not marked with your difference.” If you only knew, he’d thought then. He thought the same thing now. And it was that thought, as much as anything, that made him move towards the gate.

Wash Away – sebastian2017

Summary: One quiet, lonely morning, before Yom Kippur, Erik makes his way to the sea in search of forgiveness.

After? There is No ‘After’ – Unrepentant_Marvelist

Summary: Erik knows what he is for. He has known his responsibilities as a survivor since the moment he woke under a scratchy, lice-infested blanket in the Red Army hospital. His world is painted in lucid blacks and whites (so often splashed in red) and there is no room for uncertainty or indecision... until a certain sunburned Englishman throws himself into his world.

The Children of an Idle Brain – Margo_Kim

Summary: Sometimes, when he’s lucky, Schmidt can’t hurt him. It’s like there’s a room inside of Erik’s head that’s he’s usually locked out of, that won’t open no matter if he beats himself bloody against it. On those days, he endures. But sometimes—and Erik doesn’t know why, whether it’s that the stars align or some higher power takes pity or Erik screams loud enough to earn his reward—the door opens. Erik can duck inside and slam it behind him and watches himself through the windows as Schmidt slowly, methodically tortures him to strength.

These days, this past week, there’s a boy in the room with him and he tells Erik, “That’s horrible,” like that means something.

Somehow, across the world, Erik's and Charles' minds touch when they need each other most. They can't be sure that the other boy is real. They suspect that he is not. But that doesn't mean they aren't each other's lifeline until they lose each other and then for a while longer.

Tehillim – kvikindi

Summary: Erik, in Israel, afterwards: another life he could have had. If.

I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) – childishinquiry

Summary: Erik has worn long sleeves his whole life, even before they had to wear yellow stars. Marching along his arm, in neat, black, English letters, are the words "My name's Charles Xavier."

Precious Few Years – sherwoodfox

Summary: Erik and Charles (known only to each other by the letters inscribed on their wrists) are meant to be together, soulmates, destined for the most powerful kind of love and connection a human being can experience.

But they are separated in almost every possible way- by distance, by circumstance, by language, by war. Their chances of success- of finding one another in the labyrinth of the world- are very slim. There is a reason why most people never find their soulmates.

But of course, Charles and Erik aren't ordinary children-

They have their gifts.

#cherik #cherik fic recs #fic recs #Erik is Jewish #holocaust #asks #earnestly answers

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thatasianstereotype · 4 years

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Fuck. I’m Gay.

I’ve been reading a lot of ml salt fics lately (mainly @unmaskedagain which is a literal goldmine of saltiness). And getting into the Damienette ship. Marinette really does deserves better (Fuck Canon) but so does Adrien. He is not a “sidekick”. Chat Noir and Ladybug are partners = equals. So I decided why not write a fic where Adrien gets his own happy ending in the form of a grumpy assassin-turned-vigilante that loves animals more than people.

Somewhat of a crack writing where creative liberties were definitely taken.

Lila Rossi is a bitch and everyone knew it. Well, by everyone, Adrien means himself, his good-amazing-make-pastries-for-him friend Marinette, his maybe-not-really-sure friend Chloe and his-not-that-close-really-classmate Nathaniel.

Yeah. It was a small number.

But Lila is still a bitch.

Anyway, Lila’s lies and manipulations have disturbed the status quo and not in a good way. She ended up making the majority of the class fawn over her like she was a perfect goddess and not a pompous-temperamental-hormonal teenager. Teenagers were prone to be gullible; he can understand his classmates being inclined to believe her. But this was utterly ridiculous (man, Chloe is rubbing off on him). No. You know what’s even more ridiculous? Ms. Bustier letting Lila get away with it. She doesn’t even stop the class mistreating Marinette who claimed she was a bully just because of you know who - Fucking Lila Rossi. The audacity of that bitch and her bitchy followers, am I right?

Growing up he watched the tv shows and the animes. High schools always had their drama but he thought that was to get some plot going on. He didn’t think it was an actual thing that happens in real life. But he was proven wrong. Françoise Dupont High School had their drama and it was way worse than what he watched on screen.

The worst part was that he couldn’t get away from Lila. Or he’ll be pulled from school (Fuck you Dad). He had to sit next to that bitch and listen to her drone on and on about things they both knew she didn’t do, about things she promised to do for her ever gullible followers friends. And couldn’t say anything against it if he wanted to stay in school. But even his discreet questioning didn’t do that much. It got some of the class to think something’s possibly fishy with her stories but not enough to think Lila was evil. So he just gave up. Because what was even the point?

He was distancing himself from Alya and Nino. He couldn’t really be friends with people who thought Lila held the sun and moon. They didn’t hang out as much as they used to and he made excuses when they did invite him to stuff. Lately, he was making outrageous excuses - like he had to take his cat to the vet even though he didn’t have a cat - to see if they caught on. They didn’t. It was fun but he didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad about that. But feeling sad-depressed-pain over it was a bitch so he decided to take his victories as they come.

Chloe had left the school earlier on. Her mom wanted to spend one-on-one time with her daughter (Yeah, Audrey is better at being a mother here). She was completely out of this drama mess. And Nathaniel kept his head down to not paint a target on himself.

His only consolation and ally in this whole mess was Marinette. His darling angel. His sunshine incarnate. His own goddess (not like that bitch Lila let’s get one thing straight).

When he was feeling overwhelmed (which was a lot), he spent it at her house. They spent it discussing fashion, trash talking Liar-la and the sheep class, playing video games, and making/eating the best baked goods in all of Paris. If he wasn’t at his photo shoots or at school, he was at her house. And with how often they spent time with each other, it wasn’t long before they accidentally revealed their alter egos to each other.

(The class’ Everyday Ladybug was actually Ladybug. How amazing is that! Isn’t Marinette the absolute coolest?!)

Since they outed themselves to each other, they had to give up their miraculous. And new heroes had to be chosen. As the guardian, Marinette decided to give the Ladybug miraculous to herself and the Cat one to Adrien. And make them the superheros of Paris.

(Just when he thought that Marinette couldn’t get any cooler)

They both collectively decided that being friends were for the best and put away their obsession crush over the other far far away. Now they were best friends-almost siblings. Oh who was he kidding? He was an honorary Dupain-Cheng. Marinette and her parents said so. And who was he to deny the goddess?

All was well.

Until he met this gorgeous boy with raven black hair and piercing green eyes that made him question everything in life.

Like fuck. His life wasn’t hard enough already?

It was a slow patrol. Just stopped a few petty crimes. No akuma tonight. He wasn’t really expecting much to happen.

Mari said patrolling regularly gives citizens a sense of security and it helps if one of them were on scene if an akuma does appear.

He didn’t mind. He loved running on the rooftops and feeling the wind in his face. After some time, he stopped and stood on top of one of the tallest buildings. Just soaking the view. The peace and serenity of it all. Seeing the glowing lights of his beloved city. Seeing the Eiffel Tower standing tall and proud.

(Forget school. Forget Liar-la and her hoard of bitches)

This was his city. This was why he fights Hawk Moth with Ladybug. They had something precious to protect.

He was done patrolling the regular routes and all his schoolwork was already finished. He could go to sleep but he didn’t feel that tired. And he really didn’t want to go back home. Mari shared her theory on his dad being Hawk Moth. She had really good reasons and a plethora of proof. If they could switch miraculous, why couldn’t he and Mayura - most likely Nathalie? Which would explain how Gabriel got akumatized.

After all her support with dealing with Lila, he was way more inclined to believe her even without the evidence. But those things just made him more wary of his dad. And he wasn’t too stoked on spending more time than what he can get away with with the guy. Because his dad being Hawk Moth explains why he wants Lila (his strongest supporter - Chameleon and Oni-chan, anyone?) close and makes Adrien play nice with her. And anyone who enables Lila’s bitchiness is on his enemy list.

Anyway, he was out here to enjoy the good mood not think about evil bitches and evil dads. So he sat himself down and enjoyed the sights. It was more calming than you would think.

He heard cars blaring and even a dog barking. The slight breeze felt nice. The moon was pretty bright tonight. The stars too. There was a lone couple walking through the park. There was also another teen in black running on rooftops a few buildings away.

Wait.

What?

He blinked and looked again. Huh, there was another teen in black running on rooftops. And it was not a hallucination.

What the actual fuck?

He was instantly on his feet, baton already in hand as he raced across the roof to reach said stranger.

“Hey!”

But because he was the lucky owner of the unlucky miraculous, the moment he said that, the guy was about to jump off a building to presumably roll onto the next one like Chat was watching him do beforehand. But his call made him lose focus and Chat watched horrified as the guy slipped and started falling into the alley.

Oh fuck! Mari was going to fucking kill this dumbass kitty!

He hoped to everything that Mari thinks is holy that he makes it in time. Extending his baton, he used it as a huge Pogo stick to basically catapult himself towards the stranger and wrapped his arms around him as he braced himself for the full weight of hitting the gravel at this height and speed. But he wasn’t that that concerned. His suit protected him from the majority of the injuries that would’ve occurred if he wasn’t wearing it. It hurt but it isn’t as bad as it could’ve been. Remember earlier? He takes his victories as they come.

This was not the smartest of ideas, he’ll admit. Mari had the brains to be honest. But it wasn’t bad if he say so. And he does say so.

He rolled over and immediately looked over the stranger that was remarkably unharmed in this whole mess.

And oh.

Oh.

The stranger was taller than he was with a lithe and lean frame. He had raven black hair that complimented his tanned skin and gorgeous green eyes that pierced through him, making his heart do funny things.

He was not expecting him to look as hot as he did. He wore a simply black t-shirt and jeans but he looked like a fucking Adonis, what the fuck. Even the moon shone down on him, highlighting his handsome features even more.

He shook himself of those thoughts and focused on what was more important. “I’m so sorry. Are you alright?”

He was rudely pushed away, but he didn’t take offense. He did cause the guy to fall after all.

“Do not touch me.” (What kind of accent is that?) “I’m fine. You are truly a moronic imbecile of the highest accord to yell like that. And what are you even supposed to be? Some kind of knock-off Catwoman?”

At that, Chat looked at Hot-And-Sexy weird. “Are you new here? I’m the superhero Chat Noir. I protect Paris with Ladybug.”

“You’re joking.”

“I know I come off as the goofy hero because I make purr-fect puns all the time but I’m not joking about this.”

He took out his phone to show the foreign (since he’s obviously not a Parisian) stranger the akuma attacks and Ladybug and Chat Noir being a dynamic duo, saving Paris and beating Hawk Moth. Ok, he showed the stranger a lot of stuff. Sue him. He gets to brag about his Princess. And himself too.

“I never heard about this before.” Hot-And-Sexy (he has got to come up with a better name) said afterward. “3 years this has been going on? Why didn’t you ask for help from the Justice League or other superheros?”

Chat shrugged. “We tried. But they said we’re obviously pulling a prank and making this all up. So we stopped asking for help.”

For some reason this made Hot-And-Sexy angry. “They ignored your plea for help and left you to fight for yourselves?”

“Pretty much, yea.”

“You and Ladybug are children.”

“Excuse me? Are you doubting our ability to protect our city?" He was not apologetic at the sharp edge his voice took. Forget looking hot. How dare he? The audacity really.

Hot-And-Sexy shook his head. “I’m not. I know some child superheroes who are adequate at their jobs and a few who are remarkable like Robin in Gotham. But the majority of them had adult mentors to guide them. From what you’ve shown me, you and Ladybug had no one. You were left alone to fend for yourself with essentially no help.”

He never thought of it that way. But hearing it like that made him think: Fuck Adults Who Chose Children to Fight Their War For Them and Fuck Hawk Moth For Putting Them In This Position In The First Place.

You know what. Just to clear all his bases - Fuck Everyone But The Dupain-Chengs.

Chat couldn’t help but shrug, not quite knowing what to say to that. “Life is a bitch, I’ve come to find out. But enough of that. Why were you running on rooftops anyway?”

“It calms me down.”

Relatable.

“Is...Is your tail moving?”

“Huh?” He looked behind him to see his tail was indeed moving lazily. “Yeah. I’m called Chat Noir for a reason.”

“May I touch them?” Chat was used to people (usually kids) pulling on his tail to see if it was real (It was). And it really hurts because they usually rough. Not that he blames them. Kids don’t know any better. Still, he usually says no when people ask.

But Hot-And-Sexy had such a sincere expression that he said yes. To his surprise and delight, Hot-And-Sexy was extremely gentle (Can this guy be anymore perfect?) and it felt nice to be petted like that. Curse his touch-starvation (again Fuck you Dad).

Hot-And-Sexy was apparently fascinated by his ears and tail.

“Are you a meta?” He noticed how Hot-And-Sexy’s voice turned softer and fonder (or was he imagining that?).

“Nah. I’m fully human. I just got powers to transform into this.” He looked down at his phone seeing that the time was nearing 2 am.

“Have you suffered any injuries from your stupid stunt?”

“Hmm?” Chat looked back at him before gesturing to his body. “Don’t worry. I may not look like it but I can take it.”

He can practically feel Hot-And-Sexy rolling his eyes. “What an utter dolt.”

But there wasn’t any heat behind it so he didn’t take it to heart.

“Thanks, babe.”

“That was an insult.”

“And I’m taking it like a compliment.”

Chat stood up and stretched his limbs. Hot-And-Sexy doing the same but dusting off his clothes instead.

“So, uh, need any help getting home?”

“I am perfectly capable of finding my own way, thanks.”

“Ok. Have a nice night.” He was about to leave when he was caught off guard by Hot-And-Sexy staring at him for a good few seconds, making his limbs freeze in place at the heavy attention.

Before he said. “You should try contacting the Batfamily in Gotham about Hawk Moth. They’re used to dealing with weird things. I’m sure they won’t turn you or Ladybug away.”

Chat was a bit distracted by how intensely those green eyes focused on him, making his heart beat faster and his cheeks turn a vibrant red.

He was so screwed.

He used his baton to shoot himself up so he can run on rooftops, hurrying to the Dupain-Cheng bakery.

“Mari! I think I’m gay!”

“It’s 2 in the morning, Chaton. Go to sleep and we’ll talk about it in the morning.”

After a good night’s rest (and thank everything that was right in the world that today was a weekend), Adrien told Mari all about Hot-And-Sexy. And yes, he did call the stranger that out loud. His everything-that-actually-matters sister simply took it in stride after giggling a bit. They spent the majority of the day discussing emotions and everything that came with that bundle.

Before he finally came to a conclusion.

He is definitely gay (He liked girls but not like like them). And most definitely had a crush on Hot-And-Sexy with the pretty green eyes.

Good news: He is no longer having a sexuality crisis.

Bad news: He is going through an emotional crisis.

Like dealing with these feelings that is making his stomach flip flop over and over again? The only one he ever had to deal with was the one he had on Ladybug and that (he talked with Mari about it months before. She was amazing with these emotional matters) was more of a hero-worship crush than anything really romantic.

And his crush on Hot-And-Sexy was so much more.

So it’s been about 2 weeks since he encountered Hot-And-Sexy. And he still haven’t figured out what else to call him. But the nickname was growing on him.

(He also told Mari about asking the Batfam for help but she was a bit apprehensive after the disastrous attempts of convincing the Justice League. He shrugged, trusting her opinion and left it at that)

Anyway, Lila was being her usual bitchy self. Father was being non-existent like always. Mari was his only source of sanity at school. And Hawk Moth was being a bitch.

Because of course, the day before they have a huge test, he decides to akumatize someone (in this case, a businessman who was really unhappy with getting fired) and cut in on study time. And this akuma took a while to defeat. Guess he drew a lot of strength from his burning hatred of the failings of the corporate world.

And just yesterday, a teenager who was upset at being grounded got akumatized and terrorized the city for 3 hours before Ladybug could purify her. It did however confirmed her fears. Hawk Moth was getting stronger. It took longer to defeat his monsters. They needed to find him and ended this fast.

Adrien landed on Mari’s balcony and slipped in her room, crashing on her big comfy bed, de-transforming on the spot. Plagg sleepily floating and laying next to him on the pillow. He was so tired. And photo shoots and school drama were not helping things.

For the record, he was not at all expecting to see Hot-And-Sexy in a bookstore of all places.

He was so engrossed in looking through the latest Boku no Hero Academia manga (can’t wait until Season 5 comes out) that when someone touched his shoulder, he was not proud to admit he squeaked a bit.

He turned around and his eyes widened his surprise.

“Hot-And-Sexy!”

It was indeed the Adonis Adrien had a huge crush on. Today he was wearing a white t-shirt paired with a blue denim jacket and black ripped jeans. Wow. He really can make anything look hot.

No. Bad Adrien. Don’t let him know you actually have a crush on him.

And oh fuck. Hot-And-Sexy was staring at the blonde and Adrien tried not to let himself get flustered. He has a very intense stare. For all he knew, Hot-And-Sexy stares at everyone like that.

Calm the fuck down, heart. You too brain.

He raised a handsome eyebrow in amusement. “Excuse me?”

Adrien felt himself burn with embarrassment, his face turning bright scarlet. No wonder he was fit for the unlucky miraculous or was this just a side-effect? Note to self, ask Mari about this later.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t get your name last time. And I just started calling you that in my head. Cause you’re really hot and you have pretty eyes.”

Fuck mouth! Why won’t you stop talking! Please for the love of everything that makes Mari a BAMF stop. Stop digging further into the hole of embarrassment! Abort mission! Abort!

“When did we meet?”

At that, he blink a few times. Oh fuck. He was not Superhero Chat Noir. He was Civilian Adrien Agreste. Mari was definitely murdering his dumbass tonight. Lightning please strike him down right now. Where was an unlucky lightning strike when you need it?

After a few seconds of his horrified silence, Hot-And-Sexy chuckled (he had such a nice laugh). “You are extremely lucky I already figured out your alter ego beforehand, Chaton.”

Before Adrien could even unwrap that statement, he held out a hand and had a dangerously sexy smirk on his face. “My name is Damian Wayne. Would you care to get a cup of coffee with me?”

And Adrien nodded his head, not trusting himself to speak. He can deal with the superhero thing later when he can think straight (hah!) and is not distracted by Damian’s beautiful smile and alluring green eyes and perfect everything.

Guess what?

Ya Boi got game.

(At least, he likes to think he does)

After a successful coffee date (was it a date? Please let it be a date), they exchanged numbers (cue internal squealing) and met up a few times afterward to hang out.

Apparently, Dami was here on business to deal with something for Wayne Enterprises.

“Aren’t you 17?”

“Father believes in preparing us when we’re young.”

Dami was amazingly sweet. Arrogant and pretentious with a stick up his ass but sweet. He treats stray animals with such reverence that Adrien’s heart melt every time he sees it.

It was an added bonus when Damian scorned Lila with cruel words and disgusted looks when she tried to cut in Adrien and Dami’s date(?)/meetup(?)/spending-time-together event.

She cried and whined afterwards and Adrien has to endure his father’s lecture. But it was totally worth it.

Oh yeah. Mari was not pleased that he accidentally outed himself to a civilian. But nothing that a couple of sad kitty eyes can’t fix.

“You are so lucky you’re cute, kitty-cat.” Mari grumbled but she was smiling. “I just need to have a good talk with him on the importance of secrecy.”

That day Damian Wayne learned to fear a certain Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

It was 2 weeks later when Adrien woke up to a package next to his futon in Mari’s room. When he opened it, he saw the Butterfly and Peacock miraculous inside.

There was a card beneath it. And in beautiful cursive script read:

I dearly hope you enjoy my courting gift, mon amour. Allow me the honor to formally ask you out on a date. I look forward to hearing favorably from you soon.

- Damian Wayne

He couldn’t believe it.

“Mari! Damian likes me back!”

“Chaton, I swear. It is 2 in the morning.”

#ml x dc #ml salt #ml salt fic #lila rossi salt #marinette deserves better #but so does adrien #adrien deserves better #adrien agreste #sexuality crisis #gaydrien #adrien agreste x damian wayne #adridami #oneshot #how the fuck did this crack idea span 3K words #apparently I'm down with this ship

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tobias-hankel · 3 years

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Consider: born evil Spencer who tries so hard to be good, even though he knows what happens when you try going against your nature like his mom did. Still, he tries and gets into the academy and saves lives, devotes and destroys himself saving other people. Yet he still feels drawn, pushed towards all the evil the unsubs commit, like he feeds off seeing all the horror and he HATES himself for it. Sorry for the rant u said Born evil Spencer and something awoke within me

Oh so not a rant. I love born evil Spencer. It stems from an ask that @ssa-sarahsunshine got that talked about if Spencer was Satan's son and maybe it's just because I automatically think of Raven from Teen Titans, but I love it so much.

It is well known the types of people that walk the Earth. You are either born good, a child of God, an angel or celestial being, or you were born bad, child of Satan, a demon that is sent to Earth to cause chaos and love every second of it.

The whole BAU is made of good people, most of society was anyway. Evil people do not last long in the world, they need death and destruction in order to not go mad. Some fight it and succumb to the madness, which should have been a warning sign for the BAU when they found out their own Dr. Spencer Reid's mother was in a Sanitarium with schizophrenia.

Sure, some children of God did become sick with mental illnesses but it is extremely rare. The team did not even think to question it though as they knew Spencer well, and there was no way he could be a child of Satan. Right?

The problem was, Spencer Reid was born evil. He knew who he was the moment he found out about the different roles people had in life.

You are born good or bad. There is no in between and there is no fighting your fate. He was told as a child but he refused to believe it.

He pushed down his evil side. He fought that side of him through out high school, college, and all the way into the FBI. He knew he might not be able to fight it forever but he could at least try and help people around him until then, so putting away the worst of Satan's children was what he was going to do.

He kept his true self hidden for years from his team, hiding the smirk that came on his face when he saw a gruesome murder or the chuckle in his throat when he heard a child was abducted.

The only person that ever really knew what he was, besides his mother, was Tobias Hankel. He was also Satan's child, fighting against his evil side, and losing. He was driven mad and the evil took over.

Tobias was the second person that Spencer had ever killed and he hated how much he liked it. The team was coming; he could see their flashlights. He didn't have to kill Tobias, he wanted too. He wanted to see him die.

Spencer even asked for more time with the body so that he could linger with the smell of blood, and the power that the kill gave him.

It took him months after what happened with Tobias for him to push his evil side all the way back down. While the team thought that Spencer might be on drugs, he wasn't. He was angry and snapping at everyone because his devil needed out.

Somehow though, he was able to fight it, push that devil back down and be good again.

That is until the pig farm.

The team found themselves in Canada, at a pig farm, in search of a missing woman. They ended up finding a mass murderer instead. The rest of the team didn't know what happened on that land until they started pulling out shoes from a bin by the farm. However, Spencer knew once he stepped out of the car.

The land was seeping with power, blood and death. His evil side lit up and he could feel his eyes darken. His normally hazel eyes turned a deep black and Spencer had to put on his sunglasses, faking a headache, to hide them.

It wasn't until the team started pulling out shoe after shoe, that Spencer finally lost his cool. He broke into a fit of laughter, taking off his glasses to wipe the tears from his eyes from laughing so hard.

When he finally calmed down enough to look at the team, that were all giving him bewildered looks, they could see his darkened eyes and his grim smile.

Spencer is a son of Satan.

(Part 2)

#idk how to tag this #it got away from me #anon ask #evil spencer #drabble #I don't know lol #thanks!#criminal minds #spencer reid #maze's drabbles

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After reading the Roman Holiday preview... *long sigh*. Why is domestic abuse the go-to tragic backstory for rwby villains? And why is it always more than what our heroes have to deal with? Weiss was abused by her father but was able to escape to Beacon. Meanwhile, Cinder was a literal slave and was alone after killing her abusive family and Rhodes. What is going on!?

My guess is it's the subconscious belief that good people are born of good circumstances and bad people are born of bad circumstances. There are obviously some exceptions like Weiss and Qrow, but notably both of them had significant figures in their life who helped lead them down better paths: Winter and Ozpin. And, as you say, they both had the opportunity to go to Beacon, an escape from their living situations and the chance to be surrounded by more people/opportunities. There's potentially a message here about people flourishing when given external support (hey there, Good Place), but RWBY makes it far more about immediate circumstances than it does working to change over time:

Ruby has an adoring father and a mother who, while dead, also greatly loved her. Ruby is good.

Yang has a mother who abandoned her, but an adoring father and a an adoptive "Super Mom." Yang is good.

Blake was in an abusive relationship, but also has two parents who adore her and, despite the fandom's frustration with storytelling logistics like, "Why didn't they go find her after she left?" (because they weren't a part of the story then), they're presented as good people. Blake too is good.

Weiss has an abusive father and an alcoholic mother, but crucially an older sister who acts like a mother figure. Weiss is good.

Weiss becomes that good figure for Whitley. Whitley is now good.

Winter started this movement, so who was her good, supportive figure? Ironwood. Ironwood who welcomed her into the military, seems to have acted as a father figure, and became a respected peer. By the time Ironwood is made bad, Winter is already considered a hero by the narrative (despite the moral inconsistencies there), so it's fine.

Ren has a loving mother and father who die for him. Ren is good.

Nora is an orphan, but at a very young age gets Ren. Nora is good.

Jaune presumably has loving parents and seven sisters, one of whom we say doting on him with his extended family. Jaune is good.

Pyrrha presumably had a loving mother who visits her statue. Pyrrha is good.

Penny is a literal military weapon, but has a loving father. Penny is good.

Salem was locked in a tower by her father. Salem is bad (even before the grimm pool).

Cinder was a child slave and though she had Rhodes similar to how Weiss had Winter, her backstory arrives eight years late, after we know she becomes a villain. So Cinder is bad.

Adam was also a slave and, regardless of whether it was truly an accident or not, was branded with the logo of his abusers. Adam is bad.

Mercury seems to have just had an abusive father. Mercury is bad.

Emerald's family either died with her having no one to turn to (unlike Nora), or they abandoned her. Emerald is bad. Until the plot shuffles her into the heroic group. Then she's good. Emerald doesn't do something to become a part of that group, she's moved to the group first and then is seen as good.

Neo seems to have had abusive parents. Neo is bad.

Tyrian we don't know much about, but we do know he was already a killer before Salem. What little we've got of his backstory doesn't seem good. So Tyrian is bad.

We're given no information about Ironwood's backstory. Ironwood is good and then quickly becomes bad.

And Ozpin's stuff is such a mess it's unclear what the story even thinks of him at this point. That's a whole other post lol.

As said, there's some nugget of decent writing here in the form of unpacking the idea that people are more likely to make good decisions when given the opportunity and encouragement to do so, as well as the emotional support need to develop that moral compass and believe in yourself enough to follow it... but it's buried under RWBY's black and white worldview, the same worldview that's hurting the other, morally driven aspects of the story. We're not really shown instances in which characters who had everything still do terrible things, nor do we see characters who go through comparatively horrific circumstances and still do the right thing. The good people, while still going through horrible things, have benefits that the villains don't — Weiss' loving sister and wealth compared to Cinder's slavery and part-time visitor, for example — and the villains' experiences overall tend to be, well, more shocking in some respects. Lost legs, a shock collar, a brand, literal slavery, all happening at that formative young age... compare that to the heroes' struggles that, as said, are mitigated by some other good, or happen later in life after they're already established as good people. Blake is already trying to help the faunus when she enters a relationship with Adam (and is said to be mislead. Unlike villains Adam, Sianna, and Iilia, heroes Blake and Sun perform the "correct" kind of activism). Yang is already training to be a huntress when she loses her arm. Oscar is already fighting Salem when he's tortured, etc. We could include Ironwood's turn here too, regarding the shock value. Yeah, everyone is going through horrible stuff in Volume 7 and 8, but only Ironwood had the skin and muscle of his arm stripped off, resulting in a complete loss of the limb. And unlike Yang who was taken home, supported, and given months to recuperate, Ironwood is tossed back into a war with 8+ of his former allies now fighting against him. So RT literally says, "Of course he's bad now," except the argument is this ableist (and, given Yang, contradictory) idea that losing the arm made him bad, rather than the idea that abandoning someone during the worst moment of their life is going to leave them floundering — because that would put at least some of the blame on the heroes. And, as said, the morality is so black and white that there's no room for that nuance. It's not a matter of excusing the villains' actions, but rather examining how they came about and, if we're meant to feel sympathy, tying that to their good traits. Emerald's supposedly "kind" comment comes when she's helping Cinder destroy Beacon. Raven cries while she's deliberately allowing her daughter to be Salem's target instead of herself. Cinder cries because she hasn't successfully killed our heroes and gotten the amount of power she's after. Hazel mourns his sister while trying to kill a 14yo. These are all the WORST times to try and get the audience to feel for the bad guy. The story doesn't acknowledge that horrific circumstances can lead to bad decisions, but that people who commit bad - even truly horrific - acts can still do good in the future, or even do some good alongside the bad, the story says that these circumstances automatically lead to bad people and that you should feel bad for them despite what they've done. If Cinder cried because being in Atlas had triggered the worst memories of her life, that's an avenue towards seeing your villain as a complex human. Having Cinder cry because Watts points out what a shit job she's done at being The Worst Person Ever and expecting the audience to feel bad that Cinder has failed to, idk, take over the world or whatever is... stupid.

Honestly, it feels like another example of how RWBY is very much a simplistic fairy tale, no matter how much the characters insist its not. If you're good, you're good and if you're bad, you're bad. There's no middle ground, leaving characters like Ozpin and Ironwood to be abandoned and Ilia, Hazel, and Emerald forgiven the moment they switch from one side to the other. Now toss in the question of how people become good or bad and, well, surely good people lead good lives and bad people lead bad lives, right? So all you need to do is give your bad characters horrific, abusive, shockingly violent backstories while your good characters have, if not completely stable homes or perfect lives, at least a lot more than what the villains seem to have gotten. And the story isn't interested in acknowledging that motivation and morality aren't that simplistic. It can be offensive on its own, this theme of abused children becoming crazed murderers, but even when you try to follow that logic with something like, "Hey, Weiss our abused hero is threatening a defenseless minor to get what she wants, along with everything else the group as a whole has done. Is that something the story is going to unpack if you honestly believe these circumstances produce bad people?" the answer is always no. Because Weiss is Good™ and there's no interest in grappling with any storyline that might undermine that.

#rwby #mymetas #rwde

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mattzerella-sticks · 3 years

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How I’d Fix Titans on HBO Max

So this is just a little post to release some pent-up steam about the Titans show because this is the third season, and this is the third time I’ve let myself be bamboozled into thinking I’d enjoy the major storyline. And I’ve got a lot of thoughts since the first season about things I’d’ve done differently if I were given creative control of the show.

DISCLAIMER: I’ll only be plotting out the season story beats, as this is what I believe is the worst crime of the show. I think the casting is fine, even if a few wouldn’t be my first choice (*cough* Iain Glen as Bruce Wayne *cough*). My only note for set design is BETTER LIGHTING. I’m not the most well-versed in cinematography; I do think they’ve improved over the seasons, but pinpointing all the little details will take too much time and that’s not what this is focused on.

Starting with SEASON 1:

Trigon should not have been our s1 big bad. The audience for Titans will mostly be made up of people who probably were introduced to comics and these characters from shows like Justice League and Teen Titans, the latter of which already handled the Trigon storyline very well with most of the heroes Titans decided to use. Besides that, the SFX for Trigon alone would - despite the massive budget HBO Max allowed for projects like this - ultimately disappoint (and we were... at least I was). It’s not like animation or comics where the depiction of the battle between a massive demon and a team of superheroes would be better resolved. Exploring Raven’s powers and origins, however, was the right choice for season 1 since - in George Perez’s Titans - Raven was the one who assembled them together. Yes, this was to battle Trigon in the end... but it doesn’t have to be that way.

The season 1 threat should have been Sebastian Blood and his cult. It seemed like they were the B-villains, but the followers of Trigon felt kind of generic and, like Trigon, disappointing. There’d be a lot more freedom to handle this because Brother Blood wasn’t as well explored in Titans media, the only incarnation being from the Teen Titans cartoon but stripped of his cult-and-demon origins. Infusing these elements back into the character would make it original and, if done correctly, timely. Like, a good representation of who Sebastian Blood could have been is a portrayal similar to James Wolk as Joe Keene, Jr. on Watchmen the series; someone who is viewed favorably with good press but ultimately runs a secret cabal with many followers a goal of world domination under the banner of ‘The Four-Eyed Demon’. And to do this, they need the Demon’s daughter.

Which brings us to Rachel. Having her be pursued still works as a great set-up, however instead of followers of Trigon they’re followers of Sebastian Blood. She needs help. Especially if we keep the scene of her foster mother being murdered. Instead of Dick, though, she runs into Starfire.

And our entry point into Starfire would be different, too. We find her on an alien spaceship, in its jail, but then she sees visions as the ship passes over Earth and invigorated by the machine’s malfunctioning (due to Raven’s spirit, as we’d find out), Starfire manages to escape and finds her way to Rachel. Saving Rachel ( “I believe we can help each other”). In this way the Starfire and Raven relationship replacing the Dick and Raven relationship as the crux of season 1.

I’d still include Dick, albeit in a different capacity and with a lot changed. When he finds Rachel and Starfire, it’s because he was investigating activity in the area (he’d been tracking the cult for a while). He’s working undercover but also as the Robin persona. He still believes in the mission while, at this point in the story, Batman has given up and retired. This is because Jason Todd had died a year ago, and because of this and thinking it’s his fault - Bruce gave up and abandoned Gotham for parts unknown to deal with his grief. Dick helps Starfire and Rachel, and together the trio leave for elsewhere - Dick aware of how the cult needs Rachel and haunted that he couldn’t look after Jason, he sees how he can protect Rachel and clings to tha, Rachel curious about why a cult would want her and what her origins are, and Starfire, free of her imprisonment and indebted to Rachel but also homesick as she didn’t leave of her own choice. Over the course of the series they’d grow closer as a family, especially when Gar joins them (I would keep the Doom Patrol episode because that episode served its purpose well, of being a backdoor pilot - maybe change a few things but those details are so minute it’s not worth mentioning).

A big change - no Hawk and Dove. I think Minka Kelly and Alan Ritchson were great choices and acted well with what was given to them, plus I enjoyed Hank’s backstory and think, if they wanted to, a Hawk and Dove miniseries would have been fantastic to explore that better (and allow for a better paced introduction between Dawn and Hank). That being said, my main reason for cutting out Hawk & Dove is two-fold. First, how they killed Dawn’s mom and Don Hall. That was so dirty and so badly conceived. Second, the weird love triangle between Dick, Dawn, and Hank. It just made no sense.

Instead of Hawk and Dove, I think a better choice to introduce into live action would be Karen Beecher and Mal Duncan - Bumblebee and Herald. Especially after reading their issue of ‘Secret History of the DC Universe’. Have Mal want to be a hero, then meeting Karen, and not wanting him to go it alone she joins him with her tech. They are approached to join the Titans and do, only being superheroes begins to put a stressor on their relationship. And one night Karen and Dick, a little drunk, a little sad from events that will be explained in s2 hook up. Once this is found out Karen and Herald leave and this marks the end of the Titans. This will also tie into Dick’s feelings about how he felt he keeps losing his family, and the Titans breaking up was viewed as his fault, so instead of being against personal relationships he is the one trying to make this new team - Starfire, Raven, and Beast Boy - his third chance). Instead of Dawn being knocked into a coma, I say it should be Mal (because then we can get Karen trying to save him and giving him robotic vocal chords which will allow him to do more, like sonic screams or whatever a la Vox, his post-Infinite Crisis identity). This will also further shine a light on their issues, because while Mal gave up heroics altogether, Karen would suit up time to time and Mal feels like Karen used his coma as an opportunity to give him powers because she wants him to be someone he’s not.

Their adaptation of the Nuclear Family was iconic™ so that’d definitely stay in (especially because Nuclear Family - one of the values they in the group believe in lol). The convent episode, too, although instead of flashbacks to Dick’s past we should have Starfire and how she grew up being the prisoner of warlords and experimented on; which is why she’s uneasy leaving Rachel with the sisters and then explodes when she sees Rachel strapped down because it triggers her. We will also have some of these hallucinations in the asylum scene. The episode with Dick and Jason would be replaced by the aliens who captured Kory coming back to take her to their planet, the team coming together to rescue her.

The biggest diversion, I think, would be after the asylum episode. The group escapes, except there’s no Arella, and it’s believed that Rachel sacrificed herself to tear the organization down and without her the group goes their separate ways. Dick goes to Donna Troy because he wants to know why, no matter how hard he tries, he can’t keep anyone around. Starfire is stuck on Earth and unsure about what to do next after finding out, in the replaced Jason Todd episode, that her sister sold her to the enemy. Gar doesn’t believe Rachel is dead. The three of them (plus Karen and Mal) receive visions from Rachel and realize that she’s still in danger and go to help.

Rachel is being held by the Cult of Blood and are working on setting up the ritual. By the time the group arrives to where she is, she is a happy member, and she tells them that they should join and be saved. They’re confused by the dreams they have - it’s Raven’s soul self fighting against her chains.

This season would culminate with the Cult of Blood capturing the group after Dick, not knowing when to leave well enough alone, rushes in and gets ‘baptized’ into the Cult and is brainwashed like Raven (although not like in that dumb dream episode that was ridiculous). He, like the others, are in attendance for the wedding between Sebastian Blood and Raven (which would be creepy because he’s 32 she’s 14), but at the pleading of Starfire Dick is freed from his mind control and releases them and they fight to free Rachel. It’s too late, however, as the ritual is completed and the ‘kiss’ is Sebastian drinking Rachel’s blood. Doing this opens up a portal which sucks up Sebastian and his followers, and is only closed after Starfire breaks through to Rachel and she gets control and closes the portal herself. The group leaves, stronger than ever, and assured that being Titans means more than being a team.

We’d get after credits scenes of the cult learning of Sebastian’s demise and their next plans, saying that “Junior” will have to be prepared earlier tha expected. Then, the other after credits scene - because Raven’s portal caused disasters across the world (”Raven ‘cleansing’ the world for Trigon’s arrival) - is Superboy breaking free.

Also, goes without saying, RAVEN WOULD HAVE HAD A BETTER WIG!

SEASON 2:

Goes without saying that season 2 would explore themes from the 1st season. Dick Grayson defining himself by who he is surrounded by, a season long search for an identity that is his and not what’s given to him (by Batman) and settling into the role as a leader as Nightwing (also, by retiring Robin, he won’t let the past haunt him). Starfire settling on Earth, her choice, and making friendships and relationships that last and help her realize this is her home. Raven is struggling to control the darker aspects of her powers after them being awakened during the ritual while also allowing herself to be a teenage girl. Beast Boy trying to fit in with this group while also wanting to prove that he can do more than just ‘turn into a green tiger’. Karen and Mal’s relationship would definitely hit rough patches (especially when Mal leaves the team and Karen because he only stayed with the team because of Karen). Donna recovering from the trauma of the original incarnation of Teen Titans, which is brought to the forefront once we introduce Deathstroke as having returned.

The second season, however, would start out not with any of these characters but with the continuation of the second after credits scene that introduced Superboy. That was one of my biggest gripes with the second season, how DELAYED the introduction of Conner was. You don’t have that scene and then keep us waiting for five episodes. Second season we enter on Superboy from the JUMP. Do the entire ‘Conner’ episode but only changing the ending, where instead of him saving Jason (because remember, Jason’s ‘dead’ at this point). Instead of that, he and Krypto are stumbling around a non-descript city, lost, unsure of what to do with their power, until they see a broadcast of the Titans saving people and realize that’s where they should head. On the other side of this, Mercy - having failed in recapturing Superboy - hire Deathstroke to go and find him. He accepts, and begins on his trail. This will help tie the antagonists’ storylines together so it’s not as disjointed as it felt in season 2 (instead of competing for the narrative they share it).

Then, we have the Titans doing their thing - Robin, Bumblebee, Vox, and Wonder Girl back in their costumes while Gar, Raven, and Starfire are training and learning while also helping take down villains in the San Francisco base. There are memories there, sure, but the others are doing their best to make it look like it’s not bothering them, Donna especially. We can have Arthur Light break out and go on a warpath for the Titans, and this can be our lead-in to the backstory episode of how the Titans became the Titans (because ‘Aqualad’ was one of the worst episodes of anything I’ve ever seen, badly written, poorly edited, and so misplaced). We see Robin, Wonder Girl, Aqualad and Speedy - Mia Dearden - coming together to chase down Dr. Light after an alert came in to the League that went unanswered because the League was busy dealing with something else. While fighting him, they receive help from Mal (in his Guardian identity) and Karen, and together they decide being a team is great and it’s nice having peers instead of mentors working iwth, so they form the Titans.

While in the midst of the big climactic battle with Dr. Light, where he’s firing on innocent civilians, he hits Superboy and nothing happens and Superboy helps them defeat Dr. Light. As they welcome Conner and he explains why he’s there, he’s struck in the back by a kryptonite bullet and we see Deathstroke watching from above telling Mercy it’s done. “So you’ll be bringing the subject back?” “Actually... there’s some business here I’ll need to settle first.” We’ll have another scene where, in an apartment, a young girl with white hair is watching footage from when Superboy was shot and recognizes a blur on the rooftop. She tells her brother, who tells her to leave it alone and if they lay low maybe Deathstroke will leave without realizing they’re here. She tells him that, despite what he or their mom thinks, she’s going to take care of him once and for all. This is Rose and Jericho.

Superboy is in a coma, the team trying to save him as the bullet didn’t fully kill him. Donna is shaken because it reminds her of what happened in the past, the last blow that spelled the end for the first generation of Titans. We get some more flashbacks. Showing Dick and Karen getting closer while Mal sort of stews silently, Aqualad getting into fights with everyone because he’s been trying their patience a lot (kind of like the friend you only hang out with because your dad is friends with his dad), and awkwardness between Donna and Mia since we learn they were interested in each other but never acted on it (because Donna is a lesbian and her and Aqualad were compulsory heterosexuality PLUS they could only mention Roy Harper but not actually show him). Soon we find out that Donna is being called back to Themyscria to finish her training, and the team throws a goodbye party. This is where Mal and Karen have a fight and she gets a bit too drunk, so does Dick because Donna is his best friend and he’s going to miss her, and they both have been feeling stress, so they hook up. Also, Mia leaves to tell Donna that she’s in love with her at the airport, and asks if it’s okay if she comes with (”It is an island full of women after all. I’m sure... this, us... would be more accepted than here.”) Before Donna can say yes Mia is shot dead by Deathstroke before her eyes. This, coupled with Mal finding Dick and Karen in bed together, leads to the Titans’ disolvement. We’ll see Kory comforting her while Dick searches for who shot the bullet with Karen and Mal, fearing that Donna might be right - and angry when she is.

They save Conner and he joins the Titans just in time to help them face Deathstroke, but also have to contend with Rose who isn’t on Deathstroke’s side but also isn’t friendly with them. It’s only when Jericho comes to them and explains his and Rose’s backstory, of being Slade’s kids, do they understand and work out an agreement to help take down Deathstroke and his backers (who turn out to be Cadmus).

Meanwhile, with Deathstroke taking too long, Mercy approaches Conner with an offer to let them help him and that the Titans are only pretending to be his friend, meanwhile they only care about his powers; but in the end they’re kids and don’t know what they’re doing. When this fails to work, they kidnap him and Krypto, replacing him with a version of Conner who is obedient to them to work as an infiltrator. Mercy then approaches Deathstroke, showing him she has a guy on the inside, and tells him that she’ll help him take down the Titans but they’re doing this her way.

Eve, imprisoned by CADMUS, helps Conner and Krypto escape (by sacrificing herself or not by sacrificing herself, dealer’s choice), and they hurry to the final battle between Deathstroke & Cadmus vs. the Titans. Just when it looks like they have Deathstroke beat, ‘Superboy’ turns and starts attacking the others. Conner hasn’t arrived, and it looks like everyone is down for the count. The fake Superboy (Match) has Kory in his grips and is attacking her, only for Donna to recover and tackle him. She batters him, punches him, and as she’s about to strike him again he uses his laser vision to strike Donna through the heart (a la Graduation Day - a much better way to ‘kill Donna’ then by electricity). Superboy arrives too late to save her, but he does take the other Superboy away before he explodes (Mercy’s final play - it would’ve killed Deathstroke too). Conner is still alive, and he’s saved everyone. In the confusion, Deathstroke slipped away.

We wind down, Rose and Jericho promise to hunt Deathstroke down and make him pay for his crimes. This will at least explain why they aren’t in s3 (which sucks, because Rose was GOOD). Raven still promises to bring Donna to Themyscira and work on bringing her back. Conner isn’t blamed for Donna’s death and they reassure him that they’re his family and welcome him back. Dick has taken on the Nightwing mantle and accepts the responsibility of being a leader, and that while he might not have been mature enough in the past, he can’t let that define him - only he can define who he is). Kory wants to go with Raven, but understands that she needs to stay with the team and only wishes Rachel luck, hoping Donna can return from the dead. Mal rejoins the team, he and Karen promising to be better to each other. Gar’s feelings of uselessness will continue because, as Conner’s best friend, he should have known something was off.(I don’t see this plot point ever being fully resolved until maybe later on).

Deathstroke wouldn’t die because you don’t WASTE Deathstroke! Killing Deathstroke cuts off so much potential in terms of storylines. I mean, there goes the Judas Contract which, despite us already having a varied animated retellings, would be beloved if done live-action and right.

Also, sorry to my DickKory fans but season 2 would lay the groundwork for some DonnaKory endgame - although the main romantic struggle would be between Dick, Donna, and Kory, with Kory at the middle and Dick and Donna the best friends who fight over her.

SEASON 3:

If we are working within the parameters of this season, and want to tackle Red Hood, there is a possibility that I’ve been thinking over and will expand upon here.

As I’ve mentioned before, Jason is dead. Because of this, Batman has abandoned his crusade against crime in Gotham because he feels there is no point to his battle and can’t continue. He’s been gone for a long time, however, this is the season where I would introduce him. He comes to visit San Francisco and Dick a very changed man, smiling, brightly-colored clothes, very into new age mysticism (”This is Batman?”). We find out that, after Jason’s death, Bruce went out on a new mission, to find a way to be at peace over the things he can’t control, and so through this journey he’s discovered inner peace and how to live despite all he’s lost. And he’s come back to Dick to share this knowledge with him, as a way to make up for indoctrinating him with these bad habits and instead lead a healthier life (crimefighting being like a drug). This will put Dick in a crossroads, questioning if he’s doing this (this being heroics) because he’s trying to use it to heal or if he really is meant to be a hero. This will be the season where the driving question is - Why Do We Don the Masks?

At the end of the first episode, however, we do the scene where the crime bosses meet up and Red Hood introduces himself, saying that he’s going to be taking control of all the criminal enterprises in Gotham.

This catches Barbara’s attention, and so she contacts Dick to fly back to Gotham and help contain this. After her appointment as Commissioner, she’s made great strides in helping clean up Gotham - especially in the tough months that followed once Batman retired (”Joker’s been imprisoned in the Slab, and he’s been abnormally quiet”). They still come up against costumed criminals but the police are better prepared to fight them, especially with help from Barbara, who knows the strategies, and Lucius Fox, CEO of Wayne, who helps develop non-lethal tech for the police to use in the battles. What’s also been helping is a small group of crimefighters who have taken to the streets, picking up the slack after Batman’s disappearance. (Barbara, “But this Red Hood... he might be too much for them to handle. We don’t want another me, or worse... another Jason.”) Dick promises to help, with both Red Hood and this group of kids - especially because one of them has taken to calling himself Robin.

That’s right! I’d introduce Young Justice in s3 - composed of Robin (Tim Drake), Spoilers (Stephanie Brown), Hawk and Dove (Hank Hall and Don Hall). Tim saw what was happening to his city after Batman quit, and decided enough was enough and became a vigilante to honor him and Jason, taking up the Robin mantle. He met up with Stephanie Brown, daughter of criminal Cluemaster, and brother Hank and Don Hall, who were working as vigilantes targeting molestors (very in-line with how Titans showed them, they’d just be younger). They’ll end up in a situation where they’re in over their heads, only to be saved by Nightwing who tells them with no uncertainty that they need to shut their operation down or else they’ll end up hurt (because they’re untrained).

Meanwhile, back in San Francisco, Starfire isn’t handling Donna’s death nor Rachel’s absence well, and is being inundated with strange visions that is making her act out of character. What’s not helping is that Bruce Wayne has decided to stay in San Francisco with them while Dick is in Gotham. Conner and Gar are enjoying this relaxed, free-spirited Bruce (he’s like the fun uncle), but it drives Kory crazy. These visions are from her sister, and even though she hates her for selling her, after finding out she’s on Earth and trapped somewhere, she goes to rescue her with Gar and Conner at her sides. They resuce her and bring her back, and Blackfire ‘apologizes’, telling Starfire that it was either Kory or their planet - and as the eldest she made the tough choice so their people wouldn’t suffer anymore harm. Starfire accepts this and welcomes her back. Also happening in San Francisco, Karen and Mal are at a crossroads because of a new development - she’s pregnant. This has put a stop on her hero journey, and while she is excited about being a mother she also wants to be a hero and we see more of them trying to work through their problems. Gar is also using Bruce to indulge himself so he doesn’t have to think about being the ‘useless’ member of the team, using his powers like a party trick to feel like he’s useful, which worries Conner.

In Themyscira, Raven pours through their texts to see how she can resurrect Donna. While there, she befriends and is aided by a young girl, Cassie Sandsmark, who is staying on the island with her mom while doing work (archaeology work); together, they find a way to reach Donna in the afterlife through an ancient ritual most of the Amazons are wary of. This doesn’t stop them, and together they perform the ritual. Raven journeys into the afterlife while Cassie is there to wake Raven if things look rough; while in the afterlife she hears the voices of Sebastian Blood and the ‘dark’ side of her, but is reminded of who she’s searching for by a soft, familiar woman’s voice and makes it to Elysium. There Rachel finds Donna and Mia, together. Donna is wary about going back, because she is happy with Mia; but Mia and Rachel remind her that there’s happiness down on Earth and there’s a lot left to live for. Donna agrees to follow Raven back, but not before saying goodbye to Mia who tells Donna she will find love again, only she shouldn’t be afraid this time to say something about it. I’d also love to see a way to involve Dark Angel somehow, maybe as a dark force approaching to prevent Donna from returning to life?

Nightwing is working with Barbara to shut down Red Hood’s operations, but it’s not going too well. It’s starting to feel like Nightwing is being taunted now, too, because a lot of what Red Hood is doing feels personal, like he knows Nightwing behind the mask. Ultimately, when Red Hood catches Young Justice and gives them a good beating, Dick stops him and it’s revealed that Jason is under the helmet. We then find out how he was brought back to life when, just as Dick has Nightwing beat, someone intervenes and saves Jason - Thalia al Ghul. We get an episode dedicated to Jason’s backstory, where he wasn’t killed, only badly beaten to the point of death. However, it was assumed he died because of the explosion. Bruce couldn’t find the body, he assumed it had been obliterated. Really, Jason had wandered away and was found by strangers and admitted to a hospital with severe brain damage. One day someone came to collect him, Talia al Ghul. She brought him to her home and used the Lazarus Pits to revive him, then trained him in assasinry so he could do the one thing Bruce never could - save Gotham.

Dick, while recovering in the Manor with the kids from Young Justice, calls up Bruce and tells him that Jason is alive. This will lead to Kory finally confronting Bruce and yelling at him that he hasn’t ‘found peace’ and instead switched coping mechanisms. This inspires Bruce to return to Gotham, the Titans following him (save Karen and Mal). Donna and Rachel meet them there, and we get the reunions plus Young Justice meeting the Titans.

We get reports that the Joker has escaped the Slab, and we find out Jason has kidnapped him. As the team investigates across Gotham, Dick goes on his own to where he knows Jason has Joker. They fight, with Jason threatening to blow them all up because as long as the Joker is dead it doesn’t matter. “He deserves it. He deserves it for all hat he’s done. For what he did to me! Please... why can’t you let me do this?” Bruce arrives, at that point, to tell him why. Because it won’t change things. Jason yells at Bruce, then, and Bruce accepts it. We also hear from Bruce about why he didn’t kill Joker, though he was close. Bruce admits that he snuck into Arkham with the decision to kill the Joker, but stopped just outside his cell. He realized that it wouldn’t bring Jason back, just as it wouldn’t bring his parents back, and he didn’t want to disappoint Jason by becoming a killer. Jason and Bruce make up, though Joker still dies - Thalia kills him. “If you won’t ensure a safer world, my Darling, I’ll do it for you.” She then detonates the explosives to escape and the three barely escape with their lives.

You’d think they’d get some rest, then, huh? WRONG! Because while searching for Jason, Blackfire betrays Kory and reveals she sold Kory so she could secure her position as ruler of Tamaran. A warship then appears in the sky where Blackfire takes Kory, announcing that Gotham will be the first city to fall during the invasion.

The s3 finale would then be the Titans vs. aliens as they drive off the alient threat, with Donna, Jason, and Dick working together to free Starfire from her sister. We’ll get a final battle between Starfire and Blackfire where Starfire asserts her status as the stronger sister, and that while she wishes Blackfire wanted a relationship between them, she won’t cry over it anymore. Blackfire takes her fleet and leaves Earth after facing humilation, and the group returns to Wayne Manor to celebrate.

Bruce has decided that, not only will he return to Gotham, but Batman will be coming back. He won’t be alone, as he’ll have a team with him. Jason decides to stay in Gotham and work on his relationship with Bruce, although knowing he will have to go out and find Thalia at some point. Hopefully by then, Tim and Steph will be well-prepared to stand on their own as Robin and Spoiler - inducted into the Batfamily. Hank and Don choose to go with the Titans back to San Francisco, especially since they were very impressed with their teamwork and Gar, who was able to transform past a tiger into something else.

We won’t be involving the Scarecrow in this. Scarecrow’s involvement wasn’t about the Titans and more of DC trying to tie him in elsewhere since Fear State will be starting soon. Plus *spoilers* Bruce killing Joker was the worst decision for Titans to do. It only served to do away with Bruce Wayne so he wouldn’t be involved in the show anymore which they could have easily solved if he wasn’t introduced too early. Keeping the Titans in Gotham for the entire season feels incongruent to who the team is and what the team is about, so if they divided the storyline between Gotham and San Francisco it’d probably play easier and allow for the characters to grow in their own way instead of being chained to the one prevailing storyline that is Under the Red Hood. And when they come back to San Francisco the Titans realize the benefits of training the youth of heroics and commit to teaching Rachel, Gar, Conner, Hank, and Don - and they introduce Cassie who joins them after getting the go-ahead from her mom and Diana. While Karen might not be able to delve into heroics for awhile because of her baby, she can still help by teaching. This will then lead into the next season which would be Titans vs. H.I.V.E. Academy, reintroduction of Slade, and bringing Terra into the fold while also having Rose and Jericho return, too.

Season three would sort of test everyone, give them the option to walk away from being a hero or choose being a hero, and strengthens their resolve to continue, comforted by how this is their choice and it’s what they’re good at.

If anyone from Titans reads this and wants me for s4 feel free to contact me

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A Gentlemen’s Agreement Epilogue

A Supernatural Denny AU Fan-fiction Series

Featuring: Dean Winchester/ Benny Lafitte

Other characters: Pamela, Jesse, Caesar, Crowley, Balthazar, Meg, Jo, Lee, Lisa, Sam (mentioned), Drea OFC, Robbie and SJ OMCs, Deanna OFC

Word count: 2340

A/N: Enjoy! xoxo Stu

Brunch

The sun was bright, but the air was crisp. The remnants of the early snowstorm had left soggy lawns and damp sidewalks. Benny pulled up to the restaurant and parked on the curb, smiling over at Dean. He waited patiently.

“You sure this is a good idea?” Dean squinted in the midday light.

“Been dying to meet ya. Figured it’s only fair, I met your folks, you can meet my people too,” Benny said simply. “But I’m not gonna force ya.”

“I just, I’m not used to being out in public. In numbers,” Dean sputtered.

Benny raised a single eyebrow at him. “Well, I guess this is your best shot to try it out, dontcha think?”

“What if they don’t like me? I don’t want you to have to choose between me and your friends,” Dean explained the root of the problem.

“I like you, they will too. Just relax, be your charming self and if you don’t know what to say, you can just keep eating.” Benny put his hand on Dean’s thigh, squeezing just so.

Dean growled out a sigh. “Fine. But you’re paying.”

Like that could make an uncomfortable situation worth it. Benny smirked at Dean’s logic, waiting for his face to soften from grouchy to amiable. Once Dean relaxed, Benny kissed him, just long enough to keep him flustered and climbed out of the truck.

They approached a large round table midway along the heated patio, where four people were already seated.

A raven haired woman waved them over. “My good Benjamin, did you bring a straight boy to brunch, just for me?!”

“Pammy!” Benny leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Hate to disappoint ya darlin', but ain't nothing straight about this'n."

“Hey, now! Can’t a guy speak for himself?!” Dean snipped defensively as he sat in the spot beside Benny.

Everyone laughed. Pamela raised her eyebrow in question.

Dean licked his lips and put on the smolder, “Sorry sweetheart, but I’m taken.”

“Wait, this--- THIS is your sassy mechanic?!” Crowley leaned forward, extending his hand, his English brogue gruff and pandering. “Nice to finally meet you, handsome.”

Dean gave Benny the side eye and all Benny could do was shrug coyly. Dean shook the man’s hand, trying not to show his discomfort from his lingering glances. Benny made the rest of the introductions, Jesse and Cesar were also a couple, but had been married for a few years. They seemed to be waiting on someone before they ordered. The group sipped their cocktails with a fresh pitcher of Bloody Mary in the center of the kitsch tablecloth.

Benny poured Dean a generous portion of the red drink and slipped seamlessly into the conversation. Dean sucked the palmeto out of an olive and listened casually, not too sure where he fit in this part of Benny’s life.

Twenty minutes later a rail of a guy swaggered in, with oversized aviators and a black linen suit.

“Oh, thank Christ for booze,” he huffed, grabbing Dean’s glass without even acknowledging Dean was there. The blonde chugged the entire drink, before breaking for air. “I just had the worst hook up of my life, no, well, the year at least. He took me to his mother’s house. She tried to make me breakfast. I was simply mortified. I just left. What could I even do at that point, honestly?!”

Now that his audience had his attention back, the man gawked at Dean. He even pulled down his sunglasses for a better look. “Now who the fuck is this? Is it show and tell?! Because I am not prepared in the least.”

He casually patted at his hair and eyed Dean from top to toe. Benny chuckled, but Pamela was the one to make the introduction.

“Balthazar, our regular hangover diva. Meet Dean, Benny’s boy toy,” she deadpanned, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Oh you can’t be serious,” Balthazar lamented, looking from Pam to Benny to Crowley and finally at Dean. “Fuck you southerners and your goddamn accents--- always gets the hotter ones,” he muttered defensively as he threw himself against the armrest of the chair, crossing his legs.

“Well, now that we’re all here,” Cesar ended the dramatics concisely. “Maybe somebody should find our waitress?”

Dean looked at Benny confused. “We’re always here for a while, she doesn’t bother us until we’re actually ready to order. Tend to annoy her otherwise.”

Crowley volunteered as he needed to head to the men’s room anyhow. Five minutes later he arrived with an obviously surly waitress.

“Well look what the cat dragged in,” Meg’s smokey voice broke through Balthazar's latest story. She centered herself between Cesar and Crowley’s seat and cocked her hip, tongue firmly in cheek as she waited for Dean to take her bait.

“Heya, Meg,” Dean sighed. The inevitable caught up with him after all, they just had to run into someone he knew.

“Oh, this has got to be good, now, pray tell, how do you two know each other?” Crowley probed.

“Oh me and this schmuck? We go way back.” Meg smiled without teeth.

“Is that so?” Benny tested the waters.

“Not like that,” Dean grumbled. “Meg, here, took my little brother Sammy out for a few spins, back in the day. Didn’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, well, what can I say? It was high school.” Meg let her indifference coat her entire being until curiosity sparked to life in her eyes. “So what are you doing with this crowd, or did they bring you in just to add a new level of torture to my Sunday shifts?”

“Well---.” Dean swallowed, looked at Benny for clarification and got mild amusement instead. “I think you’re stuck with me now.”

“Joy,” Meg bristled before taking their orders, knowing most of the table’s usuals before they even opened their mouths.

News

Benny rushed into the customer entrance of the shop, the wet October air had kept the service doors closed for the past week. He leaned against the counter, decorated in local business cards and charity fliers, anxiously waiting for someone to talk to. His chest was so tight he worried he’d pass out from excitement. He just needed to see him was all, once he saw Dean it would be easier.

Lee sauntered in from the service bay, they both had drawn the short straw it seemed.

“Hey, mind getting Dean for me? It’s important,” Benny asked, unable to keep the burning smile from his face.

Lee eyed him curiously but nodded and headed back the way he came. He didn’t shout, not really. “Dean-o, your boyfriend’s looking for ya.”

Dean unfurled himself from the engine he had been tinkering with all morning and glared at Lee.

“Husband, whatever, seems urgent,” Lee acquiesced. Dean nodded and wiped his hands off on the closest rag. Dean pulled his wedding band out from his undershirt out of habit more than anything. He couldn’t wear it on his hands at work, but he didn’t want to lose it so Benny made him a braided leather necklace once they got back from their honeymoon.

Dean ignored formality and walked straight into the waiting room. Once he saw the look on Benny’s face he knew what was happening.

“It’s go time?” He asked, shock and exhilaration sparking his instinct to move.

“It’s go time, cher. Lisa called me on the way to the hospital. Sam’s driving her from the office. Her water broke about 9:30,” Benny explained, the nervousness slipping into his cadence.

“Alright, I’m gonna clean up, you want me to drive?” Dean asked, gauging the unsteadiness in his usually stalwart husband.

“That’s probably best, yeah,” Benny agreed.

Dean leaned in and kissed him firmly, resting his forehead against Benny’s temple before pulling away.“Hey, we got this, alright? That kid is gonna be so spoiled having you for a daddy, you know that?”

“Look who’s talking, gonna have you wrapped around their finger before they can even crawl,” Benny teased back, inhaling with contentment.

Dean headed back to warn his coworkers that he had a baby on the way and to clean up enough to be allowed into a hospital. Jo followed Dean out into the lobby. Quickly, she hugged Benny before demanding regular updates to the group chat.

“Alright, get out of here, we’ve got you covered for the rest of the week. Let me know and I will put in paternity leave as soon as everyone’s home, okay?” Jo got all professional about things as Dean left.

“Oh, right, shit. Well, I guess I’ll let you know when you can come over and---,” Dean started before Benny pulled him by his elbow.

“We should be goin’” Benny urged. Dean looked at Jo one last time and nodded.

This was it.

Dean held Benny’s hand the whole way to the hospital, their grip tightening every so often, grounding them both. Because Lisa was a friend and the surrogacy was looser than most circumstances, both Benny and Dean were allowed in the delivery room. They were the best cheerleaders a birth mom could have ever asked for. Seven hours later, one chubby baby girl entered the world screaming to high heaven and splitting her fathers’ hearts open for an entirely new level of love and devotion.

Mary Andrea Lafitte-Winchester, or Drea for short, was a happy and healthy little girl. And an overprotective big sister to her twin brothers, Samuel Joel and Robert Fergus, who came along four years later.

Sunset

They’re old men now. Dean is five years retired, while Benny works the register for their sons on the weekends. Both of their hands aren’t what they used to be. But they keep busy. Drea is bringing the kids round tomorrow, it’s the start of summer break and Dean’s been dying to teach her kids to fish.

Dean went grey after he turned fifty, but it hasn’t changed since, in color at least. Benny’s beard is as white as Santa Claus and he hides what little hair he has left under a cap. They’re both a little rounder, a little lower to the ground, but they got that way together and neither of them notice it on one another anyhow.

Every year they visit Jesse and Cesar in Arizona for New Year's. Though they fly more than make the drive these days.

They still take turns cooking the meals and the movie nights from their early days resurfaced into movie afternoons when their kids moved out. Dean can’t hear for shit anymore and, naturally, Benny makes fun of him for it. But Dean’ll put in his hearing aids if company is over.

It’s early evening in the beginning of June and the bugs are orchestrating quite the soundtrack to their time on the porch. Dean pours his whiskey. Benny’s already sipping his sweet tea, his medications don’t let him drink much anymore. Jo’ll come by on Sunday, along with SJ and his wife and Robbie. Sam and Jess usually make it to every other dinner or so.

“Hey there, handsome. Mind if I join you?” Dean teases, once a flirt always a flirt.

“Not at all, cher. It’s a helluva view,” Benny glances at his husband, watches Dean take in the peaches and pinks kissing the slopes of the fields. They sit like that for an hour, until the dark is too thick to see through. Groaning and creaking they stand in turn. Dean keeps his hand on the small of Benny’s back as they head inside for the night, steadying them both.

They moved their bedroom to the ground floor after Dean’s heart attack, a lot less worry about making it upstairs that way. After being married forty years, Dean still makes jokes about it being Benny’s place. But it’s always been his home. He kisses Benny goodnight, makes it a little saucy because he can. He’s the first to close his eyes.

In the morning Benny makes waffles and tofu bacon. Dean pretends he can’t taste the difference, fooling no one. They make out while the sink fills for the dishes, too few to run the machine. Benny gets handsy first and Dean tries to squirm into the upperhand. They’re interrupted by a car pulling in the drive.

“Busted,” Benny whispers.

“You’re the one who wanted kids,” Dean grumbles against Benny’s neck, an old, unfounded retort.

“Yeah, but the grandkids---,” Benny starts.

“Were made to be spoiled,” Dean finishes and kisses Benny once more. Drea’s yelling at her kids to slow down before her dads even make it outside to greet them. Her eyes, blue as her daddy’s are tired. They don’t envy her the school aged years. Dean bends down as baby Deanna, who’s nearly four, comes crashing into his arms. He pulls her up and holds her tight, reminds him of her mama and he can’t help but get a little weepy over the passing years.

“It’s so good to see you, baby girl.” Benny pulls his daughter into a hug before helping with their bags. The older kids don’t come inside until it’s time to eat, climbing through the barn and splashing in the creek until they’re soaked. But Deanna sticks with her Grandpa on a simple stroll, while Pappy and Mama catch up.

Dean still has the jacket he bought from Benny, though the pants are long gone. He’ll leave it to Robbie when the time comes, when his son finds himself a stud that’s worth settling down for. If that’s what he chooses.

For now, Dean lets his granddaughter pick up every rock and stick she finds and examines it to the nth degree. He explains what he can about each one. She’s very curious. He even lets her wipe her chubby little hands on his pants’ leg when she needs to. They get back to the house just in time to start dinner, but before they go inside Dean takes a mental picture of his husband on the porch, their daughter beside him and his granddaughter running past him.

It is a helluva view after all.

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Happy Tuesday, y’all!

It’s time for another Tuesday TBR where I share some books I’ve recently added to my TBR on Goodreads! I know it’s been a while since I’ve done one of these. But that just means there are more books to talk about since I have no self control when it comes to adding things to my TBR.

Honey Girl (Morgan Rogers)

“With her newly completed PhD in astronomy in hand, twenty-eight-year-old Grace Porter goes on a girls’ trip to Vegas to celebrate. She’s a straight A, work-through-the-summer certified high achiever. She is not the kind of person who goes to Vegas and gets drunkenly married to a woman whose name she doesn’t know…until she does exactly that.”

I’m trying to expand my romance reading habits to include things that aren’t heterosexual. I honestly don’t know why I haven’t done this before considering that I’m not heterosexual. Maybe it’s because I don’t really see a lot of options out there but it seems like that’s starting to change. I’m so excited to read this book. I’ve heard so many good things about it. Plus the cover is just beautiful.

Bright Ruined Things (Samantha Cohoe)

“Forbidden magic, a family secret, and a night to reveal it all...”

I actually requested an ARC of this from Netgalley and have been putting off reading it for a while. I don’t know why I never actually added it to my TBR since I really want to read it. I’m not usually a fan of historical fiction but I’m always willing to give something a try if it sounds good, especially if the cover is pretty like this one. I’ll probably be reading it in July!

She Drives Me Crazy (Kelly Quindlen)

“After losing spectacularly to her ex-girlfriend in their first game since their break up, Scottie Zajac gets into a fender bender with the worst possible person: her nemesis, the incredibly beautiful and incredibly mean Irene Abraham. Things only get worse when their nosey, do-gooder moms get involved and the girls are forced to carpool together until Irene’s car gets out of the shop. ”

I’m weak for sports romance, mostly hockey but I’ll give anything a go. It’s so strange too since I don’t really like any sports aside from volleyball. This book sounds like it has it all. Sports, enemies to friends to lovers, fake dating, and WLW. I can’t wait to read it!

Call Down The Hawk (Maggie Stiefvater)

“The dreamers walk among us . . . and so do the dreamed. Those who dream cannot stop dreaming – they can only try to control it. Those who are dreamed cannot have their own lives – they will sleep forever if their dreamers die. And then there are those who are drawn to the dreamers. To use them. To trap them. To kill them before their dreams destroy us all. ”

Okay so I’m really upset with myself that I never knew that this book existed until recently! Ronan Lynch is my favourite character from The Raven Cycle, aside from Blue Sargent. I have always found his story and his abilities so interesting. I clicked “add to tbr” faster than I ever have before when I saw that this series follows Ronan. I seriously cannot wait to get my hands on a copy.

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (Taylor Jenkins Reid)

“Aging and reclusive Hollywood movie icon Evelyn Hugo is finally ready to tell the truth about her glamorous and scandalous life.”

I’ve been hearing about this book a lot but I haven’t really been interested until I started seeing it on BookTok. I’ve heard it’s heartbreaking and that’s really all I need to know. I love having my heartbroken by a book. I’m not sure I’ll get around to reading it but I’m looking forward to it.

Sweet & Bitter Magic (Adrienne Tooley)

“A witch cursed to never love meets a girl hiding her own dangerous magic, and the two strike a dangerous bargain to save their queendom.”

This is another book that I heard of from BookTok. Most of the time, I’m not interested but this one caught my attention. It’s got magic, witches, WLW, and romance. Sign me up. Plus, that cover! It’s just wow.

A Touch of Darkness (Scarlett St. Clair)

“After a chance encounter with Hades, Persephone finds herself in a contract with the God of the Dead and the terms are impossible: Persephone must create life in the Underworld or lose her freedom forever.”

I’ve heard mixed things about this book but I think I’m going to definitely give it a try. I love Greek mythology, especially Hades & Persephone. I even have a tattoo based on their story.

Cinderella Is Dead (Kalynn Bayron)

“It’s 200 years after Cinderella found her prince, but the fairy tale is over. Teen girls are now required to appear at the Annual Ball, where the men of the kingdom select wives based on a girl’s display of finery. If a suitable match is not found, the girls not chosen are never heard from again.”

I love retellings of classic fairy tales and this one sounds soooo good! I love the cover and I can’t wait to read it.

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petri808 · 3 years

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Bakudeku canon divergent, vampire quirk AU

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When Bakugou finally woke up in the Ena City Hospital, his head was splitting worse than a punch from Kirishima in full quirk, and ears rang with the force of all 108 New Year’s bell tolls. If he’d had no memory of the night before, Bakugou swore he’d just survived the worst hangover in history. Even his eyes hurt from the bright, piercing fluorescent lights and they weren’t even open! He turned his head to the side, noticing how much effort it took just to shift in such a small manner. It was as if his body was drained of... “Ugh, that bastard,” he groaned. ‘Fucker bit me.’ And as if to add insult to injury, a pin-prick pain in his neck revealed itself in that revelation.

His arm flopped up, hand straining with jerky strokes, reaching to touch the fresh bite wound located at the junction of his neck and shoulder. He flinched at the tender, bruising pain that sent a shock down his spine. Son-of— This just in! Pro Hero Dynamite cast in one of those cliché vampire movies that went straight to video. Definitely not the career start he’d envisioned.

“Oh, good you’re finally awake Mr. Bakugou.”

“Who the fuck are you?” he spat at the male voice. “And can someone turn the fucking lights off?!”

“I am Doctor Ishihira, and my apologies,” the doctor flicked off the overhead light. “Is that better?”

“Yeah,” he grumped.

“Mr. Bakugou, you were found yesterday morning and brought in suffering from hypovolemic shock due to severe blood loss and dehydration. We’ve treated you with 3 liters of IV fluids and blood plasma to bring your numbers back up, however you’ll still be groggy until your body replenishes the nutrients you were stripped of.”

Over a day had passed! At hearing he’d been out cold for so long, Bakugou immediately clenched his fists, swearing up and down about being released until they threatened to sedate him for longer. Longer?! He begrudgingly relented and settled down, but damn it! That meant Midoriya had another head start on him again! And now that the man knew he was on his trail, finding him would be a lot more difficult!

“What the hell is hypo-whatever shock?” Bakugou questioned.

“When you were found, you were in and out of consciousness and rambling incoherently, all signs of severe blood loss. The fatigue you’re still feeling is also due to the effects of it. Luckily the amount of loss wasn’t enough to start shutting down your organs.”

The doctor continued explaining a few more details regardless of the tantrum like a robot. Minor injuries he’d been treated for. The obvious puncture wounds in his neck, questioning Bakugou about any description he could provide of his attacker. He wasn’t about to tell this doctor or any authority figure who the true culprit was, so he feigned a temporary retrograde amnesia. Based on a raised brow, peering over his glass’s expression, the doctor didn’t look very convinced. Oh well, Bakugou really didn’t care about the man’s opinion.

“Mr. Bakugou, we also called you parents…”

“You what?!” Bakugou tried to jump off the bed, but his body absolutely refused to respond and ended up flopping like a dying fish. Ugh! He really was worse off than he’d thought.

“I’m sorry, but you are a minor, so we were obligated to do so. However, they did give us permission to treat and release you on your own recognizance once we felt you were better.”

Well, that was good news. ‘Sounds like mom actually listened to my letter.’ Or the authorities surely would have shown up by now. “Ugh! So, how much longer am I stuck here?”

“If you continue to recover well, tomorrow morning.”

Fuck! Now a three-day head start! Just great, he groaned. Midoriya could get far away with that kind of a jump start. “Fine, whatever! Now go the fuck away.”

The doctor left the room after explaining how nurses will be monitoring his progress, but to also let them know if anything started to feel worse. They needed to know if he developed any lasting effects from organ damage. Once he was alone again, Bakugou rolled gingerly onto his side as his mind processed the new information. Whatever Midoriya had been hit with must be the cause of this weird blood thirst that resembled a goddamn vampire plot line. Perhaps the significance of the blood coloring in his eyes was a sign of that thirst taking hold? That’ll be a handy tell, too bad it seemed to appear within seconds of the next step.

But if Midoriya had just fed on a victim, and history showed at times, a span of days before the next incident, what had caused his friend to attack him so fast? Was this thirst like a hunger? And what happens when you exercise or exert yourself? You use up energy. ‘Duh, Katsuki.’ Fighting and expending all that energy must have triggered the attack. ‘Wow, it burns fast.’ That meant Midoriya probably struggled to control this thirst, and that’s why he was pleading for him to leave him alone. But sorry, he couldn’t do that. ‘Fucker shouldn’t have run!’ One way or another he is getting his friend back home where he belonged. In fact, this only made his drive to find Midoriya stronger because he felt like he was partially to blame for the predicament his friend was in. The guy had to be scared, freaked out, and lonely. Bakugou’s heart clenched at the thought. He knew his friend was a social person by nature who loved being around friends and family. To be stuck out here all by himself and too frightened because of whatever this new quirk was had to be horrible… and utterly not fair. Of course, he did have a tendency to isolate himself when he feared…

Bakugou groaned. “Kami, not again with this shit!” When was Midoriya gonna learn to stop running away!

As his eyes relented to the fatigue and his mind slipped back into unconsciousness, Bakugou could only pray he’ll get a lead as soon as he got out of this hospital. This strange new quirk, if that’s really what it was, posed a serious danger not only to Midoriya, but the public. The reputation of pro hero’s had taken a major hit already because of AFO and the league, so if the public found out about a blood drinking hero attacking people… ‘I gotta get you out of here…’

After his encounter with Bakugou, Midoriya had rushed out of town as quickly as possible. Tears poured down his cheeks as he took off into the sky from having given in to the lust of this uncontrollable quirk. But he couldn’t stop it even if he’d wanted to. He’d learned the hard way right at the beginning that once it took hold of his mind, the only thing he could do was give-in or succumb to an even worse ravenous state that literally hurt. The pain of holding out on the hunger made him feel like a starved predatory animal that tore at his insides until he relented. In this state, the blood of any creature that came too close became a meal. But it was never enough. Animal blood didn’t satiate him in the same way that human blood did. Plus, he worried that if he let it get completely out of control, he might just end up killing someone. So far, he’d been lucky to leave them all unconscious but alive.

It was obvious that the light AFO had hit him with contained this strange quirk. How ironic, to take down a villain, only to be turned into one. That’s how Midoriya felt. How else could he feel? A hero wouldn’t hurt other people, so by taking the blood of others for sustenance, that made him a villain. Therefore, he couldn’t be a hero anymore. It must have been AFO’s plan all along once he’d realized he was losing. The villains end goal was to ruin hero society and this was definitely one way to do it. Take out his primary rival. The man poised to carry on a torch of safety and security, and snuff out any who chose to do harm… The whole situation with Bakugou really turned this into a nightmare out of body experience. To see his friend’s eyes suddenly show fear, then fade away the more he drank… his mouth clamped to the man’s neck… it was a horrible imagine that was sure to haunt him. He could still smell the burnt cinnamon from such a close encounter. If only he had clothes to change into or even a pond to bathe in, because that lingering scent was gonna drive him mad!

Midoriya curled up and clenched his eyes shut tight in an abandoned and overgrown castle he’d found outside of Ena. It didn’t look like it’s been maintained for a very long time, so the likelihood of a human showing up seemed low. He knew he should have travelled farther away, but he was too tired, too upset and just wanted to quit. All the years of growing up quirkless, to gain OFA and become the very thing he’d dreamt of, only for those dreams to be dashed again. It was as if life just didn’t want him to be a real hero. Maybe he should just put himself out of his misery, and yet— he couldn’t do it. To die out here alone where no one knew where he was or what had become of him, that wasn’t fair to his family and friends…

They must be so worried about him right now. His poor mother didn’t deserve any of this. Would his friends look down on him now? And All Might, his idol, who’d taken him under his wing, was he disappointed? And that just left Bakugou. He’d said the truth in answering the man’s question. No, Midoriya never would have expected him to come looking. Katsuki Bakugou giving a damn about him? Yeah, right. Bakugou wasn’t doing this because he cared. There was always a selfish reason behind his madness. Fear. Anger. Jealousy. Shouldn’t big bad Dynamight be thrilled that his biggest rival was gone?

Okay that was a big, fat white lie he’d been telling himself for the last two years. He knew Bakugou had moved past those pettier behaviors, but it was simply easier to believe and keep their relationship as rivals than to hope his childhood friend would ever see him as something else. And yet… ‘Kacchan was genuinely surprised by my answer. Did he really come looking for me because he cared that much?’ Yet in what way? Why was the man trying so hard? Did he… ‘miss me?’

Midoriya shook his head violently of those thoughts. No, no, he didn’t want to believe that because it would make this situation even more unbearable than it already was! He’d already given up everything he’d ever loved. His hopes and dreams, a future and losing an affection he’d craved for years would just simply be too much.

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The Crow (1994)

Alright Cult of Cult. Do I really need to introduce this one? Let's get all 90s and gothy and maybe brace ourselves for a bit of cringe, but like in a fun way. It's the Holy Grail of Hot Topic, 1994's the Crow Starring Brandon Lee.

Sermon

Apparently before the auto industry totally crashed Detroit was already a total fucked to death pile of burning shit, or at least that's what the crow would have you believe. Sorry Bruce Campbell, and other people from Detroit, but mostly Bruce Campbell. According to the Crow the city of Detroit is the kind of place where gangs of warlock anarchist arsonists will bomb buildings, and murder and rape whoever they feel like and then walk around bragging about it the next day with absolutely zero consequences. Funny then that if Detroit was so bad they had to go to film this movie in Wilmington North Carolina which is definitely a fucked to death pile of burning shit. I can say that, I'm from there and I got the fuck out. My brother is going to kill me if he ever reads this. (It's okay, these are all jokes people). Did you know they also filmed the Super Mario Bros movie there ... also cuz they needed a really shitty looking distopia. Moving on ...

The ludicrous criminality of the Crow's Detroit is particularly on display on Halloween. In Detroit (apparently) Halloween is known as Devils Night and it's legitimately just a night of pure lawlessness and chaos and kids aren't even safe to get candy, except later when we do see trick or treaters. Eric Draven, hunky goth rocker who sort of looks like he could be Bruce Lee's Kid and his fiance are murdered by a gang of vicious criminals. One year hence, Eric is resurrected by a mystical crow (that is actually a Raven), to exact his revenge on the gang that murdered him.

He paints his face like sad Alice Cooper and refuses to listen to Joy Division, just covers. He murders Tin Tin (a knife guy) just for his long gothy duster, he murders Fun Boy and forcibly ejects heroine from her arms and tells her "Go be a good mom now" which actually works. (have I told you about our Lord and Savior Sting? He gave me the strength to get off drugs), he blows T Bird up dick first, and then comes for Skab? Scraap? Scooby? in a meeting of all of Detroits villains and just about kills them all.

He is supported by the most 90s little girl to have ever graced the screen, and I am here for it, and Officer Albrecht, who's played by Ernie Hudson but I like to call him Zeddemore: The Most Underrated Ghostbuster. The leader of the bad guys, who I cannot beleive wasn't played by Brad Dourif or Tom Waits, is pretty interested in the occult. He keeps his witchy girlfriend around and she makes him fun dishes like smoked eyeballs, and her main use is that she knows that the Crow is the Crows weakness. They set Tony Fucking Todd on the bird, and I guess you just have to hurt the bird and not kill it, and Eric loses his healing factor and other macabre undead powers.

The Crow, Jimmy the Raven, pecks out Dr. Girlfriends eyeballs, I honestly forget how Tony Todd gets offed, and Top Dollar gets Gargoyled (that is impaled on a gargoyle). Funnily enough that is more Gargoyle related impaling on screen then in the actual movie Gargoyle: Wings of Darkness where a Gargoyle is supposed to have impaled a guy.

The Benediction

Best Feature: Injustice League

In the Crow we have not only a set of super memorable villains but they are played by the bad guy all stars. John Polito as the most lowly of the bad guys as a kind of sleazy pawn shop owner who buys ill gotten gains. Tony Todd, who's size is really on display here, the freaking Candy Man is in this movie. T Bird is the head of Top Dollars goons and is played by David Patrick Kelly, you might know as the "Warriors Come Out and Play!!" bottle guy from the Warriors, or as Jimmy Horne from Twin Peaks, and of course Top Dollar himself is played by Michael Wincott. Wincott is not a particularly celebrated actor but has played villains effectively in Robin Hood, the Three Musketeers, and Dead Man.

Best Set Piece: Detroit Style Hot Dogs

The Set design of the Crow is perhaps one of it's most fantastic features. It's very moody and ethereal. It's just real enough to not take you out of the film, but fantastic enough to set mood and theme above realism. From Eric Draven's apartment, to the church where the final battle occurs they are all fantastic. I think that's why I really wanted to shine the spot light on a very minor set piece that would get nary a mention but just as effectively represents the qualities I was just talking about and that is the Maxi Doggs Hot Dog Stand, where a lot of the films exposition for audience surrogates takes place.

Worst Effect: Freeze Frame

At a few points in the movie the film makers made a strange decision to do these freeze frame transitions. I only noticed it twice in the movie where it was particularly stupid. I'm sure the film makers at the time thought it was a moody and atmospheric choice that highlighted the suffering that Eric Draven was going through, but it didn't age well. If you don't have the sensibilities of a goth girl from 1994 then it's very very hard not to laugh at just how self involved the movie is about it's super sadness.

Worst Feature: Tragic Accident

Solely based on the film itself, it is that very gothic and dated sensibility that hurts the Crow. The little sarcastic dance he does when he flees the police, quoting Edgar Allen Poe, and bowing to Albrecht. These affected behaviors that I'm sure seemed snarky and right on to the target audience only serve to make Eric Draven seem like an unbearable neck beard edgelord and not the troubled dark soul he's supposed to be. I'm sure at the time it seemed unique and gothy but that shit went out of style for good reason, people could see through it. It's a shame that the Crow himself was some of the cringiest parts of this movie now that I'm seeing it as an adult and not a 13 year old middle class boy with no real problems.

This however is not the low point of the movie. It's not news now and if you're reading some dudes review of The Crow on Tumblr then you probably already know the story. The worst thing about The Crow is that Brandon Lee was horrifically killed on set while filming this movie due to some negligible prop malfunctions. A series of unfortunate events that lead to the actor spending 6 hours in surgery fighting for his life before eventually passing. It was not a quick or painless death and it's really impossible to watch the movie without an appreciation for the fact that this kind of fun dark adventure was going to be a vehicle for Brandon Lee's career wound up taking his life. He was 28. I really wish I could have just bitched about the goofy goth stuff and moved on, but that's not the world we live in.

Best Effect: The Gargoyling

Maybe I should have called this best kill. But I'm not sure which it is. The slaying of Top Dollar at the Climax of the film was just super effective. The pointed wings impaling his chest and that horn coming out of his mouth, it was morbid and excellent and just fit the tone of the movie perfectly. I mean how many other movies can you say Cause of Death: Impaled on a Gargoyle.

Best Bird: The Raven

I tried very hard to look up the name of the bird that primarily performed in this movie and could not find anything. There was a Raven once upon a time called Jimmy the Raven, but that was in the 50s and I don't think birds live that long. There was a team of Ravens performing as the crow, they were chosen over crows for their larger size, and more imposing silhouettes. I just think it's so wonderful to see these often maligned birds get a chance to show off their talents. Corvids of all kinds are incredibly intelligent creatures. Im a sucker for animals, if you haven't already figured that out. I really liked seeing the ravens hit their marks, particularly the one whos job it was to drop the wedding ring into Sarah's hand at the end of the film. You can see that greedy little bastard do his trick and then look of camera at his trainer like "treat please!". It's very cute.

Best Actor: Top Dollar Performance

I'd love to take this opportunity to just put praise upon Brandon Lee, he truly gave everything for this role, but unfortunately with what was put to film we actually have very few character moments with Eric Draven. Stuff happens to him, and he does killings and fights. There's definitely some personality, but I felt like I walked away knowing almost nothing about who Eric Draven was. He was clearly a good dude but that and a few hobbies and a relationship and you don't really have a character yet. He's unfortunately not given a lot of acting to do, instead just relegated to stunts and action sequences. That were notably cool.

The bad guys in the Crow have a lot more character and among this who's who of character actors, Michael Wincott takes the cake. Hell he was standing next to Candyman himself, Tony Todd and still stealing the scenes.

Best Character: A Few Good Apples

Is the best character in The Crow really going to be the cop? The commissioner Gordon stand in? yeah, it is. Not to be political, but I don't like cops, but I guess in a world with magical birds and eyeball smoking I can suspend my disbelief and let Ernie Hudson be #1 cop dad. His character is really the heart of the film, since all Eric can do is brood and fight, we have to care about someone in this movie.

Best Sequence: Halloween Party

The best sequence of the movie is of course the scene where Eric Draven busts in on the Devil's Night party planning commission. I think Top Dollar brought Scrappy Doo there just so he could lure out the crow, knowing the baddest assholes in all of Detroit would be gathered it was likely that somebody was going to kill the beast, or if they couldn't at least Top Dollar could get a feel for his enemy. It's a bullet flying action sequence with a ton of weight. I can't put my finger on this all to common weightless third act problem that big budget super hero and action flicks have nowadays, but whatever that issue is, the Crow does not have that issue. From this point on the Climax feels earned and I am invested. For that reason, The Crow is honestly better in spite of its awkwardness, than many of the super hero movies out today.

Worst Sequence: My Guitar Gently Weeps

Speaking of brooding or fighting. The best sequence was fighting, the worst is brooding. I get that Eric was in a band or something, but didn't he have shit to do. It seemed like it was a cool idea for a shot, but for like a whole seen, watching somebody play an 80s guitar solo, that stood out so brazenly from the choices of music in the rest of the movie was extra corny. It felt like someone's( dad trying to relate to their kid. Oh you like Music. The Dresden Dolls eh? Oh man, then you're going to love Slash's Snake Pit!

Summary

The Crow is dated. It is iconic but I wonder how many of the people that hang that poster on the wall have watched that movie since they were kids. It's interesting how what i've liked and disliked about this film have changed so much sense I was a kid. It's a cheeseball fiesta. If you have matured at all beyond thinking that being sad is the same as being deep then you're going to like it a little less than you did when you were younger, but it is still solid. There's not much to hate on. I'd watch it over and over again. I was really afraid it would not hold up at all, but returning to The Crow was a completely positive experience.

Overall Grade: B

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