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Part 10
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The day after seeing Dabi causes you a bunch stress, luckily Keigo is there 
Yandere boyfriend Hawks x reader x yandere ex boyfriend Dabi
You didn’t get much sleep that night, every time you drifted off you woke up thirty minutes later covered in sweat, hands shaking and breath uneasy.
It was four in the morning and since you weren’t going to get any sleep, you took a cold shower to try and shock your system back to normal, didn’t work.
You thought if you should go to the police about this, but you knew if you did bring it up. His dad would just fix it, like he always did. The only thing you could think of for the time being is to stay alert and maybe invest in a tazer, along with some mace.
Your first class was in twenty minutes, you reached for the doorknob but checked out the peephole first, no one…still what if he was waiting. Maybe you should text Keigo.
Keigo let out a yawn as he just got out of class and was on his way to the fountain to head to English class when his phone started buzzing, you were calling.
“Heyo, everything okay?” He asked
“Thanks, Keigo,” you said and hung up as he walked to your apartment, no Dabis around, maybe he was successful in scaring him off. He knocked on your door
“I think… well I'm not sure, look I can't find the nerve to leave my apartment to go to class, do you think you could walk with me?”
“Sure thing I’m close by anyways, see you soon.”
“Hey (name), I'm here to escort you.” He chimed out, as you opened the door “Good lord did you not sleep last night.”
“Do I look that worn out…” you mumbled
“Sorry that was rude, but…you look tired.” He said
“I couldn't stay asleep, too shacky.” you explained as you locked the door behind you “Thanks for walking with me.”
“No problem.” He said with a smile, the walk to class was quiet and you two walked in.
“Well, look who is late again.’ The teacher said “And miss (last name), I see you are joining him.”
“Why are you always singling us out teach,” Keigo asked 
“You two just sit down,” he said and got back to the board, you felt your classmate's eye on you again, you gripped your bag, and quickly went to back two with Keigo. You weren't really paying attention to this lesson, your mind was reeling with what to do.
“Should I even tell my parents about this.” you thought as you tapped the pencil to the table “What would they even be able to do, I don't want them to worry, I don't want to drag anyone into this mess, my mess, ugh I always drag everyone into my messes. Sereisoly I need to handle this on my own, but I don't even know how to fight him.”
Keigo tapped your shoulder with his pencil snapping you out of your trance
“Psst, you seem zoned out you good,” he whispered
“I'm okay, just thinking,” you said and looked back at the teacher
“Keigo already stuck his neck out for me to get Dabi out of my place, what if he targets him next, he is my only friend here, I don't want to see him get hurt.”
You looked down at your empty notebook at the end of class, god you were a mess right now. Keigo placed his hand on your shoulder and gave you a little shake.
“You know maybe you should go home and get some rest.” he suggests “Take a nap.”
“No, no, no.” you said, “I am not letting him get in the way of my studies again.”
“Well you aren't exactly studying,” he said pointing to your notebook
“Rude,” you said
“Yup you a need and maybe some cake.” he said
“I don't think sweets can fix this mess Keigo.” you replied “Besides even if I went home for a nap, I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I'm still…confuzzled.”
“confuzzled?” he asked
“Yes confuzzled, both confused and puzzled,” you explained 
“Ah, well tell you what, how about, I first send you a photo of the notes, you go take a nap, and then I come to get you for the cake once I'm done with my next class.” he suggested, “I really don't think Dabi will be bothering you.”
“What makes you so sure?” you asked
“Just a hunch,” Keigo said
“I think I need more than a hunch,” you said as you walked out of the classroom, You once again noticed your classmates staring at you and Keigo, before whispering in each other ears and giggling a bit.
“Tell you what, ill keep my phone on and if you think anything funny is happening call me and ill be right over,” he said
“I really don't want to pull you into a mess more than I already have…I don't want to see you get hurt,” you said
“Trust me, I use to be a street rat remember, I can hold my own pretty well.” Keigo boosted “And you need a nap…you are barely awake right now, I'm not gonna stop pestering you till you go take one.”
“Keigo my classes-”
“You can find the lesson online.” he said “Now off to bed with you.”
“Fine fine fine.” you yawned out 
“Great and afterward we will go get cake,” he said and ruffled your hair
“Hey,” you said
“Sorry old habit,” he said as you fixed your hair
“I'll see you later,” you said and walked off still looking over your shoulder, Keigo waved bye to you, and then his face fell when you left
“Fucking asshole.” he thought as he was reminded of Dabi “I don't have the whole story about him, but I have seen enough to know what type of man he is.”
Keigo walked back to class, looking at his contacts, he wondered if he should contact her for information, although she would probably be angry to hear from him again asking for a favor.
He sat down in his seat and looked at the board, Yuki sat next to him.
“Hey Kei,” she said
“You forgot the ‘go’ part,” he said
“Come on, Kei is a cute nickname since you don't like to be called hawks,” she explained
“Yuki, please just stick with Takami,” he asked
“Aw come on, are you still upset at me?” she asked “I was just trying to warn you.”
“Yuki, I really have to focus on the board so.” Keigo scooted away from her a bit
“Fine, fine but tell me when did the thing between you and her start, like when did you and her start dating?” She asked
“....excuse me?” Keigo said looking at her like she had two heads.
“One of my friends said you and her came to class together and she looked super unrested, so we assumed you spent the night together,” Yuki said, Keigo eye twitched a bit, but he let out a chuckle
“Is that what people are saying now.” Keigo said, “Well you people will spread whatever rumors you want.”
“So you two arent dateing?” Yuki asked as she scooted closer to him
“Nope,” Keigo said as he tried to scoot away again, thinking Yuki needed a lesson in ready body language. 
“Oh, that's good.” Yuki said, “I mean I'm sure the emotional  baggage from her other relationship is still heavy in the air, you shouldn't have to deal with that.”
"Okay I know I promised I would stop attacking people but she is making it really hard to keep that promise," Keigo thought
“Also I've seen your car as well, do you think I could get a ride in it?”
“Nope, I only take special people for rides in that,” Keigo said as he gathered his books and moved to the front leaving Yuki alone.
You meanwhile were in bed taking a nap, as you hugged your cinnamonroll plush. Maybe it was the fact it was daytime, and Dabi was more of a night owl, you remembered when the two of you would stay up late watching whatever movie you could find, till the sun came out and you two would be passed out on the floor under the blankets without a care in the world.
You wondered how long these memories would continue to plague you.
You woke up to a knock on your door, you let out a yawn and checked the time, 4:09
“Great my sleep schedule is thrown off,” you mumbled as you got up and looked out the peephole to see Keigo standing outside, you opened the door.
“Morning sleeping beauty, did you get some rest?” he asked as you just let out a yawn
“Sure…” you said, “What do you get there?”
You pointed to the box in his hand
“Cake,” he said handing you the box
“I thought you wanted to go out for cake?” you asked
“Well you still seem, a little shaken up so I just got a couple of my favorites for you to try,” he explained, you smiled
“Well want to come in and eat some with me then,” you asked
“I'd love to.” he said and scrolled in taking his shoes off and looking around the place “Got to say I'm digging your decor.”
“Thanks.” you said as you sat the box down on the table “I try.”
Keigo sat across from you and opened the box taking out two slices
“Okay you want the strawberry or chocolate Torte?” he asked
“I'll take the strawberry one, thanks,” you said as you took the slice and took the strawberry and put it to the side of the plate
“Hey, you are skipping the best part,” Keigo said
“I am saving it for later,” you said as you took a bite
“Oh, you are one of those people who save the best for last,” Keigo said
“What you are one of those guys who eat the best thing first.” You retorted 
“Sure am, what can I say, I may have some minor self-control issues,” he said as he took a bite “I'm working on it.”
“Well the cake is good, what is the name of the place?” you asked
“Grand old sweets shop, it's run by this cute elderly couple, I've been going there for a while,” Keigo said “Altho off-topic question real quick.”
“Shoot,” you said
“Well, it's about Yuki.” Keigo said, “What can you tell me about her.”
“Bystandard and follower, she always takes the side of whoever is winning.” you said bluntly “She wasn't one of the main ringleaders of my bullying, but she sure was there encouraging them and joining with them.”
“Ah,” Keigo said blankly
“Why do you ask?” you said
“...she has been flirting with me and I really don't like it.” Keigo said “And no boundaries when it comes to personal space, and this is coming from me.”
“My condolences,” you said
“(Name) this is serious, you know anything she hates, like the type of guys she hates,” he said
“Why would you want to change how you act around her so she backs off?” you asked 
“Leaves a sour taste in my mouth yes,” Keigo responded
“So she leaves me alone.” Keigo said “Her attitude is really…”
“Sour.” you sugessted
“Well sorry to say but I never really paid attention to who my classmates were dating.” you said “But just say, I know you're flirting with me, but I don't like you.”
“You are just straight to the point huh.” Keigo said, “I envy that.”
“Eh I'm pretty sure it's the reason my classmates didn't like me,” you said as you took another bite “Why do you like to adjust how you act around people so they like you?”
“I-I mean, maybe sometimes I do,” Keigo said
“You aren't acting with me right?” you asked “Case I want to make sure the friend I am talking to, is actually my friend.”
“Of course it's me.’ Keigo said, “It's just kinda hard when I have been an ass for most of my teenage hood, so trying to be a better person, I feel like I don't have a good grip, on who I am.”
“I see,” you said
“Was that too much?” Keigo asked
“Not at all, I'm glad you told me because I’m sorta in the same boat.” you explained “I mean I use to be quite outgoing, I was in a couple of clubs in my first year of high school, but the bullying from my teammates made me quit. So I just wanted to fade into the background, not make a sound, but I grew bitter and miserable trying to hold it together, so I'm glad I'm in college and can maybe, you know, be happy, but I'm still not good around people.”
“Shit (name), what club were you in, oh let me Gusse, the literature club?” he asked, you let out a little laugh and shook your head no
“We didn't even have a literature club or book club…sadly,” you said
“Okay then was it baking?” he asked
“Nope.”
“Uhhh okay im gonna get it, Judo, kendo-”
“Wasnt a fighting club.” You said
“Really, you know I had a friend who was really into mixed material arts.” Keigo said, “Was it a sport?”
“Yup, you are in the ballpark.”
“Aha, softball!” Keigo pointed
“No that was a red herring,” you said
“Red herring is a type of fish so, swimming!” Kiego boosted
“Yup,” you said
“...Wait you were on the swimming team.” Keigo said, “That's awesome.”
“I was a pretty good swimmer, but sadly the bullying was too much and I quit after my first year.” You explained “id like to go swimming again sometime.”
“We should, I mean it's getting hotter around here,” Keigo said
“We should, maybe once Breck rolls around.” you said as you took the last bite of your cake And let out a sigh “Man I really don't want to watch all of those class videos but I have to.”
“Andi doesn't wanna go to work, but I need money.” Keigo groaned, you passed the strawberry over to his plate “For me?”
“Eat up.” you said “You paid for it and bought it so you can have the best part.”
“You are too sweet.” he said as he happily ate the strawberry “And can I tell you one last thing before I have to head out?”
“Sure,” you said
“Well, it's about yesterday, and about Dabi,” Keigo said he saw you start picking at your sleeve 
“What about it?” you asked
“Well after I left your place he was waiting, for me I think,” Keigo said
“Oh god he didn't hurt you right?” you asked worryingly as you were scanning his body
“No, no no nothing like that.” Keigo said, “But well he tried and I may have… roughed him a bit.”
“....you did what now?” you asked
“That chump?’ Keigo snorted “I mean I kinda apprehended him in like ten seconds, his defense is laughable.”
“Okay that sounds bad, but hear me out, he swung at me first so I kinda-”
“No I mean how did you manage to rough him up?” you asked “I've seen Dabi knock some guys out cold.”
“....”
“Okay I'm getting off-topic, but look I just wanted to let you know, because I think you have the right to know.”
“Aghhh Keigo what if he comes after you?” you said
“I'll just do what I did last time,” Keigo said
“I mean with police, well actually I don’t think Dabi would go to the police, he swung first right?” you asked
“Yes, he swung first.” Keigo said, “Aw are you worried about me.”
“Yes!” you said
“And you aren't mad, I may have beat up your ex,” he said
“Not really, Dabi is just vengeful and full of spite, so be careful out there okay,” you said
“I will, I will.” Keigo said putting his hand over his heart “Scout honor.”
“You better,” you said
“Well I gotta get to work, and you got to catch up on work so, I shall come by to pick you up for class tomorrow, deal?”
“Deal, and next time ill pay for the cake,” you said as you lead Keigo out and waves him out to his car, he sent you a pair of finger guns as he got into his car and drove off.
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lovesosweeet · 4 months
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better left unsaid // cth
chapter thirty seven
in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn’t know.
calum hood x fem!oc
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november 10, 2018 san diego, california orion
Since finding out there’s no hope… I’ve had no hope. Everyone else has had to come to terms with my defeat. They all had shit to say to me, trying to convince me to at least read about the trials that Dr. Gupta suggested, but I didn’t want to. 
I don’t want to keep being poked and prodded and nauseous and aching constantly. I’d rather just be somewhat miserable at home as I inevitably wither away. I want to sleep in my own bed and stay out of the bleach scented hospital I’d spend more time in if I did a trial.
Everyone is trying to cheer me up. Macy and Emelia take turns coming down and staying with me during the day while my moms are at work. I tell them they don’t need to, but everyone insists I have someone with me all the time just in case something goes wrong. I feel bad because they have to drive at least two hours each way every time they come. Macy isn’t in school right now so she doesn’t really need to be in LA for anything, so she stays two days at a time, but Emelia is finishing out her semester and has a full load of classes.
They all say they’re just happy to spend time with me, which may be true, but I hate how much I’m ruining everyone’s lives. Emelia is even planning on spending her whole Thanksgiving break with me, rather than with her family in Seattle, and I feel horrible that her family won’t get to spend Thanksgiving with her.
Today is Macy’s day. We’ve been spending the days that she’s here watching the entirety of Gilmore Girls. We’re somehow still only on the third season. The episode we’re on is featuring Rory on a walk through a park that’s covered in orange and red fall foliage, which I’ve really not experienced much of in my life given where I live. 
“Cal and I always talked about going to New England in the fall sometime.”
Macy’s head snaps toward me. She looks shocked.
“What?” I ask.
“You haven’t talked about him, like, at all, since you broke up.”
“Yes I have!”
“You’ve tried to justify breaking up with him several times, but you haven’t said anything about him, really. Y’know?” 
“I have talked about him!” I’ve thought about him every hour of every day and have creeped on him via his fans on Twitter every single day and constantly check his Instagram to see if he’s posted anything. He’s still at the center of my life. 
“Orion, I spend so much time with you and have seen you stalking him on Twitter, but you have not truly said a word about him.” 
My cheeks flush as she mentions my Twitter activity.
“You’re allowed to miss him, you know.”
I look down at my hands, fiddling with the rings I’m wearing. I already feel my eyes watering. “I miss him so much, Mace.” 
Macy places a hand on my arm and squeezes it. “I’m 100% certain if you called him, he’d pick up.” 
I shake my head, feeling a few tears start to fall. “I can’t call him.”
She sighs. “You miss him. He misses you.”
“No, Macy, I can’t call him. I can’t.” 
“O, they’re on the Europe leg. You could go back to where it all started.” 
I shake my head again. “I’m terrified of having to see his face fall as I die. It’s going to hurt so bad.”
Macy hugs me then, wrapping her arms around me, but my hands stay on my lap, still twisting my rings around. “He wants to love you, Orion, he won’t see it as watching you die.” 
“I can’t do it. I can’t let him watch,” I say as I stand up. “I’m gonna go take a nap. I’m feeling kinda shitty today.”
I walk upstairs to my bedroom and collapse on the bed, sobs shaking my whole body. 
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padawansuggest · 2 years
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Okay let’s expand on an idea I told you guys about before because this would be so hilarious I would die.
Tag and Bink are found by Padme’s parents before they can escape to try and hitchhike back to Coruscant, her parents are like ‘oh god wtf’ and call up the Jedi. Yoda and Mace take one look at these baby trouble makers and goes ‘??? Idk???? Those look like yours???????’ And now Padme has two younger brothers. Tag and Bink’s new parents (and older sisters) are really nice and willing to put up with the dumbest antics with a *shakes head* ‘they’re a little… you know… not all there in the head’ and everyone is like ‘oh bless their hearts’ and thinks they’re cute.
One day a year into the clone wars, Padme’s mom needs to visit the inner rim and asks Tag and Bink if they wanna go to Coruscant to visit their old crechemates (they will be looked at super hard by the temple guards, before being given visitors passes that everyone is just pretending about and sent off to the creche playrooms to chill with their friends (Cal is devastated to have to see them again, and Reva, who is 8 rn, is like ‘owo how’d you get adopted like that???’ And it’s all delightful) but then they get brought back to the senate and left on the front door like ‘lol, have fun kids!’ And set off to find big sister Padme.
Padme gives them ice cream and the ensuing sugar rush causes destruction of an epic proportion that leads to the chancellor getting a painful concussion, which makes him confused and lash out, which makes every Jedi on the planet know he’s a Sith, and Padme just quietly ushers them away when her poor fellow Nabooian gets confused and thinks her sweet baby brothers are trying to hurt him, saying she’ll come check up on him when he’s feeling better.
Palpatine is arrested at that point and given extreme force suppression chemicals so he can’t hurt anyone ever again.
Tag and Bink are found in Dex’s diner when Dex shouts out ‘Order 66’ and three clones try to attack Kenobi and Anakin. Tag and Bink hit all three of them over the head with a frying pan and excitedly say this is like that time Jango tried to attack them in Dex’s diner too. Obi-Wan and Anakin are extremely concerned and bring Cody, Rex and Alpha back to the temple where the clone chips are found, and they start working on getting all clone chips removed.
Tag and Bink have had a very big day! They played with their friends! They had ice cream and made Palpatine trip down two flights of stairs! They outed a Sith! They went to lunch with Padme’s husband (whom they have never met before no not them they have never seen newly Knighted Skywalker before who says they have???) and had to save them from an attack!
It’s time to go back to Padme’s office for a long needed nap and call to their new mom to tell her about their big day.
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brachiosaurus-on · 2 years
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I like to imagine that at least once during the clone wars someone sent a report to General Kenobi and a very tired Master Kenobi just graded it and sent it back.
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senoritastucky · 3 years
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Office Hours [18+] | Chapter Two
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Pairing: Stucky x Fem!Reader
Rating: Explicit | 18+ only
Series Warnings: Explicit sexual content; mild Dom/sub content; polyamory; generally unethical student/Prof relationship
Chapter Warnings: None.
Author’s Note: It’s been a while since I wrote the first four chapters of this series, so if I missed any trigger warnings PLEASE let me know and I’ll be sure to add them. Thanks lovies!
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I didn’t text Steve when I got back home. Because of extremely poor planning, Wanda and I got in at one in the morning the Sunday before classes began. We spent the entire day recuperating with donuts, pizza, and a Disney marathon. Then I’d fallen asleep only to shoot back up, realizing I hadn’t bought anything for the semester. After two hours of scouring every low-priced textbook site, I’d ordered my textbooks (and spent half my life savings on them), and placed an Amazon Prime order that would make my mother scowl and my father cry. Then I went to sleep at exactly 2:14 AM.
To say I was a hot mess the next morning was a bit of an understatement. I put my shirt on inside out, didn’t tighten the lid on the blender and bathed the kitchen in green smoothie, had to change into a clean-and-right-side-out shirt, and locked my cat in the closet. Then, to top it off, I shut my scarf in the apartment door and almost strangled myself. And just because I really needed the universe to continue its torture on me, I promptly tripped over a box sitting outside of the neighboring apartment.
By the time I got home that afternoon, I was 900% done and just wanted to take a nap. Luckily Tuesday went a bit better, and by Wednesday after class I was actually excited because I’d gotten a text that my Amazon package containing my supplies for my Friday afternoon Essentials of Painting class had been delivered, and my guilty pleasure was ripping open packages with far too much enthusiasm than is necessary.
Deciding to make a full event of it (and realizing how lame I actually am), I stopped by our favorite bakery and picked up an assortment of mini croissants and cappuccinos for Wanda and I. The walk back to the apartment was cold and wet, but I conceded that it just made the dry warmth of the lobby of our apartment that much better. I stopped by the front desk to see if my package had been left there and was told by Happy, our building’s security guard, that it hadn’t.
“I let him go up today since your new neighbor had a bunch of stuff, too,” he says, eyeing the bag of croissants. I give him a grin and offer him one, unsurprised when he takes a chocolate-almond one.
“Don’t tell my trainer,” he jokes, taking a bite with a smile.
“Promise,” I answer, waving goodbye as I begin the climb to the third floor. When I get into the apartment I find Wanda already there, and we toast to making it halfway through our first week.
“Did I get a package today?” I ask, reaching up into the cabinet to get a plate for the croissants. Wanda swallows her mouthful of coffee and shakes her head.
“No. Were you supposed to?”
“Yeah, I got a text that they delivered it,” I frown, opening the bag of croissants. “Guess I’ll have to call them.”
Wanda pauses. “Maybe the guy next door has it by mistake. He got a bunch of stuff delivered,” she suggests, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I internally groan, my introverted side going into a blind panic.
“Just go ask him, Y/N,” Wanda sighs, grabbing a chocolate croissant and walking out to the living room.
I roll my eyes, straightening my shirt before I march out of my apartment and over to the next door over. I knock twice, praying it’s not a super hot guy. Then I figure the universe can’t possibly hate me that-
I stand corrected.
The door swings open to reveal blue eyes, just the right amount of scruff, and brown hair pulled back into a man-bun that makes my knees weak. A plain black t-shirt does little to hide a half sleeve of tattoos and a torso of defined muscles, and low-slung sweatpants barely hang onto narrow hips. And those fucking thighs. I feel my cheeks heat up with memories of Steve’s thigh between my legs and have to stifle a moan.
“Can I help you?” he asks, and his voice is thick with sleep and I just want to crawl into a hole and die.
“I, uh- there was a package - I think you got my package by mistake,” I stammer. My inner flirt facepalms. He raises an eyebrow.
“What’s the name on the package?” he asks suspiciously. I almost make a what-are-you-a-cop? joke but decide against it at the last moment.
“Y/N Y/L/N. It’s just a bunch of stuff for school,” I answer. He nods, moving out of the way.
“Yeah, I got it. Come on in, it’s in the kitchen.” He waves me in and I follow, standing awkwardly in his living room. I've never been in another apartment in the building and find this one to be the flipped version of the one I share with Wanda. His kitchen is off to the right, and the door that leads off to what I assume is his bedroom is to the left. I remind myself that I shouldn't be thinking about his bedroom and turn my attention to him, following him into the kitchen.
I'm surprised to see a gun and badge lying on a small dining room table, and he catches me looking when he turns around.
“Nervous about having a cop next door?” he jests.
“No!” I answer a little too quickly, feeling my face grow hot again as I reach out and take the box from him. “My parents would be relieved if they knew,” I recover, returning Bucky’s smile. He chuckles.
“They afraid you're gonna get in trouble?” he asks. I shrug.
“My mom gave me mace and a personal taser as a housewarming gift so….”
Detective Scruffy snorts and rubs a hand over the back of his neck.
“Sounds like she and my ma would get along,” he chuckles, and I internally groan at his accent. I just smile at him and force out a small laugh, wrapping my arms around the package in them and holding it to my chest. Definitely as a security blanket.
“Well, I’ll let you get back to sleep, officer,” I say, and Scruffy chuckles again. I decide listening to it is right up there with Beethoven’s Fifth and Man in the Mirror.
“Sergeant Barnes, actually. But you can call me Bucky,” he replies, holding out his right hand. I take it, squeezing it lightly before pulling my hand back to secure my arm around the box again.
“Well, Bucky. I’ll, uh, I’ll let you get back to… whatever,” I reply, inching towards the door. He chuckles one more time (cue le sigh) and opens the door for me.
“See ya around, Y/N,” he says, sending me a lopsided grin and a wink before closing the door softly. My heart sinks when I realize he was mildly flirting with me and I think of Steve’s blue eyes and soft beard and strong hands. When the hell did life get so complicated?
“Fuck.”
I see Bucky twice before my class on Friday; once at the mailboxes and again in the hall when we both got home from work at the same time. He called it fate and my heart fluttered.
I hadn’t texted Steve, yet, either. I kept the paper he’d scribbled his number on pinned to the corkboard by my desk, where I could glance at it every time I sat at my computer. For some reason I felt guilty whenever I thought about my playful, flirty banter with Bucky, then had to remind myself that Steve and I just had a one night stand and it wasn’t expected that we fall in love and ride off into the sunset.
All the same, I can’t help but think about the kiss he’d left me with. The way his arm slid around my waist, and his hand rested at the back of my neck. He’d pressed his lips around my bottom one and made a soft noise in his chest, and whenever I remembered that I felt a rush of arousal and longing, wishing we’d been able to spend the entire night together.
This is what I’m thinking of as I walk into the art building. I snap myself out of my own mind and pull my phone out, checking my schedule to see which room I’m supposed to be in. I find it fairly quickly and see that it’s a legitimate art studio, complete with easels and stools for each student. I take a seat towards the back, dropping my heavy bag of supplies the professor had put in the syllabus and dropping onto the stool to scroll mindlessly through my phone.
I’m a ways through my Instagram feed when students start filtering in, and before too long it’s time for class to begin. I can hear the chatter around me, the students speculating who the new professor is going to be and whether or not he’s going to be a hard ass. I glare at a group of freshmen girls who wonder a little too loudly how “fuckable” he is.
The entire room goes silent when the door at the front of the classroom opens and I lean around my easel to catch a peek at the mysterious new professor. His back is to me but he seems to be fairly young. He has broad shoulders and is wearing a brown sweater and tan slacks. He shuffles a rolling case into the room and sets down a massive roll of paper on the work station at the front of the room and that’s when he turns to face us all.
I feel my heart begin to race and the urge to vomit is suddenly overwhelming. He’s wearing glasses, but I’d know that beard and those blue eyes anywhere. Steve.
Steve is my fucking professor.
“Well, fuck.”
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luci-in-trenchcoats · 4 years
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Strangers (Part 2)
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Summary: A month after meeting Dr. Winchester, the reader finds herself back in the hospital and her new boyfriend is not happy to see her there...
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Pairing: Doctor!Dean x patient!reader
Word Count: 2,100ish
Warnings: language, crazy-ex boyfriend, mention of surgery/injury
A/N: I hope you enjoy!
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One Month Later
“Hello,” said a familiar voice as they walked around the curtain with a chart. “I’m Dr...sweetheart?”
“Dr. Sweetheart, huh?” you giggled, wincing a bit. Dean immediately looked down at your chart and was frowning. “What are you doing down in the ER?”
“Slow day upstairs which I always consider a good thing. Helping out,” he said.
“Hello, Dean,” said your mom, getting up and giving him a hug. 
“Hi Alice,” said Dean as he returned it, pouting at you. “You’re experiencing stomach pains?”
“Yeah. My parents freaked out cause you know, still a new digestive system,” you said, closing your eyes. “Living with your parents as an adult is just awesome.”
“Why didn’t you call me?” he asked, lifting up your shirt and pressing his hand around.
“Cause you’d worry. You’re a worrier boyfriend, Dean,” you said. 
“Alice, could you go over to the main station and tell them Dr. Winchester would like to see Dr. Mace for an emergency consult on Y/N? He’ll remember her,” said Dean.
“Of course,” she said, up and out of her chair like that. Dean pressed down gently over the scar on your stomach and glanced at you.
“Boyfriend huh. I haven’t heard that yet,” he said.
“It’s been a month and the fact that you have been totally cool with having dates at my parents house with me tells me it’ll be very difficult to get rid of you,” you said. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“I don’t mind at all. You had a major surgery. You need to rest and have someone take care of you, sassy,” he said, pressing down on your right side. Your hand caught his wrist and glared at him. He pressed down more gently and you hissed. “Alright. Good news or bad news.”
“Bad news.”
“Good news is your transplant is fine,” he said.
“I said bad news first.”
“I know,” he smirked. “Bad news, your appendix is taking it’s swan song. They probably should have taken it during your first surgery but it wasn’t bothering anything then so they saw no need. I’m gonna have Dr. Mace look you over while I get you booked in the OR. My buddy Donna is on general surgeries today. She’s great. You’ll love her.”
“We gotta find a better way of me meeting your friends than surgery. Maybe like a party,” you laughed. He took a seat on the edge of the bed and smiled. “How much is this gonna set me back?”
“About a week, a little less. I know you’re tired of getting carved up like a turkey.”
“It’s cool. I’d rather have it out if it’s not working anymore,” you said. “I was supposed to start looking at new apartments with my mom this afternoon.”
“Where were you looking?” he asked.
“East Manor.”
“I’m in there, one of the townhouses. It’s a really good place,” he said. “I’ve never had any problems.”
“Oh, that’s nice to hear. I loved my old place but I can’t stay there. It’s too, you know...”
“I understand,” he said, a doctor coming over and grabbing his shoulder.
“I have a torso impalement on a ten year old. I need you in ER 2 now,” said the other guy.
“Shit,” said Dean. “I gotta go sweetheart. You’re gonna be just fine. I might have to miss our date tonight.”
“S’good. Go to work, babe,” you said. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and ran off with the other doctor just as your mom came back over. She smirked as she sat back in her chair. “What?”
“You know the whole bleach thing might be a blessing in disguise,” she said.
“Ma. I almost died.”
“I know but you didn’t,” she said. “Plus he’s a doctor. Even dad likes him and he was ready to have you never date again.”
“Mom. I’m an adult,” you said. “One crazy ex doesn’t mean all guys are like that.”
“Where’d he run off to anyways?” she asked.
“Gonna go try and save a kid,” you said. “Fingers crossed. I’m fine, bad appendix is all.”
“Well fingers crossed for you too. We could do with some good luck around here.”
One Week Later
“Hey,” you said, an exhausted looking Dean answering his front door. 
“Hey,” he said, rubbing his face off. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I wanted to go out for a drive and I know you’ve been working like crazy on all the surgeries for that kid. I wanted to stop by and see if you needed anything,” you said. 
“Y/N, come on, you’re still recovering. You ought to be at home in bed,” he said.
“I’m perfectly fine to drive. Let me make you some dinner quick before you crash for bed yourself,” you said. 
“I’m only saying yes because the thought of making something to eat makes me want to cry right now,” he said. “I’m so fucking tired.”
“Then let me in and I will take care of you for a change, boyfriend,” you said. He moved aside and he showed you past the living area to the kitchen. 
“That’s the pantry,” he said, pointing at a cupboard.
“Alright. I will find you something really yummy to make and in the meantime, go shower and sleep. I’ll wake you up when it’s done.”
“You’re a lifesaver,” he said.
“That’s more your department than mine,” you said. “Go on, I got this.”
You let him nap for an hour, Dean tired but better looking when he wandered out of his room into the kitchen in a pair of sweats and a henley.
“I ever mention how perfect you are?” he asked as he sat down in front of a giant plate of food.
“No but it’s appreciated,” you said. “I haven’t cooked in forever.”
“It smells great,” he said, rubbing his eye. “I don’t know if this kid is gonna make it or not. So much was damaged or destroyed.”
“What number surgery will tomorrow be?��� you asked.
“Seven,” he said, starting to eat. You didn’t ask anymore questions and let him eat quietly, eventually Dean pushing the empty plate away. “I’m stuffed.”
“Now back to bed with you,” you said, helping him to his feet.
“I could get used to this being bossed around by you thing,” he smirked.
“In your dreams, Winchester. I’ll lock up after myself,” you said.
“Y/N,” he said as you started to leave. You turned around and he had this gentle look on his face. “Thanks, for coming over tonight. My day wasn’t great. You always seem to make it better somehow.”
“As long as you try your best, that’s all you can ever do. Get some sleep, Dean.”
“You too, sweetheart.”
The Next Night
“Hi,” you said as Dean walked up the driveway at your parents house. You were sitting on the front porch in the big chair reading a book. He was in his scrubs and a hoodie, not saying a word until he sat beside you and rested his head on your shoulder. “Did you lose him?”
“Almost. His system was so wrecked it was killing him. We had to gut him. I just did my first pediatric liver and kidney transplant,” he said. “Mace assisted me. It’s gonna be rough but the kid’s gonna pull through.”
“That’s great,” you said, giving him a hug. He hummed and shut his eyes. “You happy?”
“Yeah. After the girl last month, I needed this,” he said.
“Well you don’t always have to save a life to have a good day,” you laughed. He snuggled into your side and your shirt rode up some, revealing part of your scar. “Dean. Back at the hospital when I asked about my scar...did you mean that?”
“This?” he asked, lightly grazing his finger over the pink skin. A shiver ran up your spine and he smiled. “I may be biased but to me, scars are pretty cool. It means you’re a survivor. What you went through...most people don’t walk away from that and even then, most don’t walk away happy. If I were you, I would be terrified of so much.”
“You save children’s lives. You work in fear every single day. I don’t think you’d have one problem in my shoes.”
“I was prepared for that though. I knew what I went to school for and what I was trained for, for years and years. You though...nothing prepares you for someone you trust to hurt you like that,” he said.
“I don’t want to live my life afraid I suppose,” you said. “I trust you. You make me feel safe. He was one bad person and he’s away forever in a mental ward. Plus I got you. Wasn’t all bad.”
“How are you so...half-glass full?” he asked, sitting up but sticking close to your side. “I want to be more like that.”
“I wasn’t always. When you flirt with death like I did, the fact part of me refused so adamantly to give up when it would have been the easy thing to do...it’s really hard not to think of that as the worst thing I’ve ever gone through because honestly, it is. It sucked. I remember the pain and all of it. But compared to that extreme, the rest of my life is amazing. My appendix went bad? So what. That was nothing compared to my surgery before. My badass pediatric surgeon boyfriend is having a bad day? I can cook him a home cooked meal, even if it made me a bit tired myself. He showed me kindness time and time again. He never once complained about how there’s been a certain lack of privacy or intimacy so far with us. He’s not complained about the time my new medication made me throw up the dinner he’d cook me. He sat with me while I was freaking out that I’d just torn open my stomach or something by doing that. He explains all the medical questions my parents have in an easy to understand way. Dean, talk to Mace. I was not a happy camper when I woke up with some other guy’s digestive system in me. Someone else dying is the only thing that kept me alive. That’s incredibly difficult to deal with. But if I got through that, I can get through most anything I think. Also you are very cute so that helps.”
“Thanks,” he laughed quietly. “You’ still different though. I’ve met a lot of inspiring people and kids and all that. You just...you’re different. You asked if I was okay. Strangers don’t do that really.”
“I don’t like when you’re not okay,” you said with a shrug.
“Do me a favor. Next time you’re at a hospital, it’s just cause you’re visiting me on my lunch?” he asked.
“I will do my very best,” you said. You kissed him and he returned it, his finger tracing over your scar lightly. “It doesn’t bother you?”
“Not one bit. Let’s try to not get any new ones for a while though?” he asked.
“I would be more than happy to,” you said. As you sat, a light rain began to come down and Dean tucked his feet up underneath himself. 
“You want to stay over my place tonight?” he asked. “I got the next few days off.”
“Yeah. I’d love to,” you said. “I uh, I’m not…” 
“I just want you to stay over is all. I can be a gentleman,” he chuckled.
“You don’t have to be a gentleman gentleman,” you laughed. “I’m not on anything at all right now though and I’d prefer to wait until I was. There’s plenty of other things though.”
“There are,” he said, a coy smirk crossing his lips briefly. “Tonight I want to have a quiet night with you if that’s alright.”
“More than,” you said. “Let me pack a bag. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“Sounds good to me, sweetheart.”
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A/N: Read Part 3 here!
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Ocean Eyes - Part 11
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A/N- OMG i finally updated!!
Please like/comment/share if you like this. Seeing that people are actually enjoying this fic makes me wanna write more lol 💕💕
I got next to no sleep, i just laid in bed going over and over the things Chris had said....was he being serious?? or was it the alcohol talking??
Finally giving up on sleep at 5:30am i got up and dressed and decided i needed to talk to someone about all this. When i went downstairs i made a cup of tea and grabbed Chris's coat from the back of the chair then headed outback, Dodger following behind me.
I walked down to the pool area and sat down at the table and chairs that were next to it where i was far enough away from the house to have a private conversation. I unlocked my phone smiling at the photo of Chris, Scott and Mason before scrolling to my recent contacts and hitting call.
"Hello" she answered after two rings.
"Hey ma, i didnt wake you did i?"
"No sweetheart, you know me I've been up since 5am"
"Thats because you're crazy" i chuckled.
"why are you up this early? This is very unlike you"
"Ive not really slept..... mom something happened with Chris last night and i'm kinda freaking out...."
"Oh god please tell me you haven't slept with him already....."
"No! Jesus Ma...."
"Thats good, so what happened?"
"Well after Mason went to bed last night i stayed up with Chris and Scott, we had a few drinks and just hung out you know? Everything was fine until Scott went to bed" i started explaining shaking my head, i told her all about Chris ending things with his girlfriend, about him getting jealous about Derek and then i dropped the kicker.... Chris confessed to still loving me and wanting a second chance!
"Wow, thats alot to take in"
"Tell me about it! Ive been up all night going over it again and again"
"So what did you tell Chris?"
"I just said that we needed to talk about this when we were both sober. I mean he could wake up and forget he even said any of this to me last night"
"Would you still bring it up if he does forget?"
"I don't know Ma, i don't know what to do"
"Only you can answer that, i can't tell you the right thing to do here baby. All i know is that you have loved that man since i can remember, even when he left and broke your heart you still loved him"
"You love who you love right?.... i just feel like an idiot" i mumbled picking at the sleeve of Chris's coat nervously.
"You're not an idiot"
"I feel like one!"
"Just talk to him, take things slow.... maybe use this time together to get to know eachother again before you decide on anything. Also, just remember this effects Mason now"
"Thats what makes it worse ma" i quickly wiped away a tear that rolled down my face, Dodger came over putting his face in my lap and i smiled as i scratched behind his ear. When i looked up my breath caught when i saw Chris slipping out the sliding door and heading my way.
"Shit, he's coming over.... i gotta go Ma. I'll call you later"
"Okay sweetheart, good luck.... deep breaths, i love you"
"Love you too, bye".
I locked my phone and placed it on the table before wrapping Chris's coat tighter around me. Dodger spotted Chris and went bounding over to him excited to see him up and about.
"Morning, you're up early" he said before sitting in the chair beside me.
"Morning, i couldn't sleep. Thought id call my mom to check in"
"All the way out here?"
"Its early i didn't want to wake anyone up" i shrugged picking up my tea taking a mouthful.
"You sure thats all it was?"
"Mmhmmm"
"You're not hiding from me after last night?" He raised his eyebrows at me questioningly.
"So you remember what you said last night?"
"Of course, i wasn't that drunk" he scoffed reaching for my tea and helping himself to a few mouthfuls.
"Im not hiding, just.... thinking"
"About?"
"About what the fuck i'm supposed to do!"
"Do you love me?" He suddenly asked making me look up at him, into those eyes.... damn him!
"What?"
"Do you still love me? Its a simple question babe"
"Its not a simple answer Chris" i shrugged "i mean of course i do but i just..... the way you treated me before.... how do i know that wont happen again?"
"It wont i promise! I know how bad i messed up...."
"You say that now but i can't help but worry about you changing your mind.
You broke my heart when you left me and now we have Mason to think about.... i don't want him getting hurt if this doesn't work out again".
"So your answer's no? You wont give me a second chance?" He asked sadly his eyes tearing up, i forgot how emotional he could get.
"Maybe we should just spend this time together, get to know each other again and go from there?" I said taking my mom's advise.
"So you're not ruling it out completely? Its not a hard no?"
"Im saying maybe, just... baby steps" i smiled over at him and he nodded smiling back at me as he reached over and took my hand.
"I promise you i wont let you down again, i wanna be the man you deserve and the dad that Mason deserves"
"Id like that a lot, even though i hated you for what you did... i still missed you"
"I know, i missed you too"
"Lets go in im freezing" i said getting up, Chris was suddenly standing and pulling me into his arms holding me tight.
"Chris..." i mumbled into his chest as my hands landed on his waist.
"Im sorry i just needed to hold you"
I sighed and wrapped my arms around him... as nervous as this made me it felt so good to be in his arms again.
"I'll make things right again i promise" he mumbled pressing a kiss to the top of my head.
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The weeks were flying by and we were all still in lockdown, it was now May and there was no sign of anything changing just yet.
Chris was doing a lot of online interviews to promote his new show 'Defending Jacob', when these video chats took place Scott and I made sure to take Mason to another part of the house so he wouldn't interrupt.
Things with Chris and I had been going good, we wouldn't act any differently around Mason but once he was in bed we'd snuggle on the sofa.... we'd shared a few kisses here and there but thats as far as it had gone.
"Mom can we take Dodger for a walk?" Mason came running in from the backyard with Dodger diving on the sofa next to me.
"You better go ask your dad buddy"
"Dad!!!!" Mason yelled loudly making me laugh.
"Why are you yelling?? i'm right here" Chris said walking in from the kitchen with coffee's. Mason chuckled cuddling up to me suddenly going all silly.
"Why you getting all shy?" I asked as i run my fingers through his hair.
"I don't know" he mumbled hiding his face against me, Chris sat down next to him and picked him up pulling him into his lap.
"Whats up pal? Why was you calling me?"
"Mom said i had to ask you if we can take Dodger for a walk"
"Sure we can! Why don't you go get your shoes on and grab Dodgers leash while your mom and i finish our coffee then we'll go"
"Yes!! thank you dad!" Mason wriggled down from Chris's lap and run upstairs to the room he'd been staying in.
"Maybe it'll wear him out enough that he has a nap, kid has too much energy!" I said looking over at Chris.
"He loves walking Dodger thats all"
"So do i but not this much! Poor Dodge is probably begging for a rest!"
"He's fine, we'll just walk up the road a bit throw the ball around... we don't have to be gone long"
"I guess"
"You coming with us?"
"Yeah why not".
We walked Dodger as promised and let him and Mason run around playing fetch. Chris took me by surprise by grabbing hold of my hand pulling me close enough to kiss me.
"Hey! We said not in front of Mace...."
"He's not looking its fine" he laughed "so, i was thinking maybe you could stay in my room tonight?"
"And what if Mason catches us??"
"We'll say we're having a sleepover" he smirked.
"You're terrible!"
"You didn't say no though" he wriggled his eyebrows at me.
"I didn't say yes either. Mace, come on Bud we're heading back" i called out stepping away from Chris even though all i wanted to do was pounce on him!
As i looked over to where Mason and Dodger were playing i spotted a familiar car parked across the street outside of the gated area.
"You've got to be shitting me....."
"Whats wrong?"
"Thats Brian's car out there"
"What?!!! Are you sure?"
"Yeah"
"Im gonna kick this guys ass i swear to god...." Chris said as he started to storm towards Brian, i quickly grabbed his arm pulling him back.
"Lets just go back inside, call the police. I don't want you getting into trouble over that jackass. Just get Mason and Dodger and lets go. He cant get in here"
"Okay.... okay lets go" he whistled for Dodger who came bounding over followed by an out of breath Mason and we walked back up to the house locking ourselves safely inside while Chris called and reported Brian.
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*sheepish laugh* I don’t have anymore WIP’s, but have an idea in bullet points?
Obi-Wan and Mace are on a mission together
When does it take place? During the Clone Wars? After Obi-Wan was knighted in a different universe?
I don’t know
They’re on a mission together and it all goes wrong
Mace called it. So did Obi-Wan
Mace has become very protective of Obi-Wan, and who can blame him?
He needs a nap! He needs to be loved!
He doesn’t get any of that and Mace isn’t happy about it
So, they get captured and taken to a cell of some sort
The people that have taken them seem to think the Jedi have some very important information
They don’t
Mace and Obi-Wan try to tell them as much
They don’t listen
Cue the inevitable whump
Obi-Wan is tortured as a way to get Mace to spill the beans
He keeps telling them that they don’t have whatever information they’re looking for
They still don’t listen
Somehow! Obi-Wan and Mace get out
there are lots of late-night talks in the cell and when they escape/are rescued there’s a lot of talking as well
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Tumblr ate that ask, lol.
Oooooooh boy, lemme tell you, I think about that AU all. the. time. As you said, canon isn’t very clear on what the Senate can and cannot do in regards to the Jedi. Legally? We don’t know Republic laws, that’s the problem.
 If Palpatine had been killed, then Mas Amedda would have probably been made acting Chancellor, if only for the duration of an investigation and new elections. Except that guy’s the worst, would never side with the Jedi in an investigation that would prove the Senate’s batshit levels of corruption, and it’s rather clear that he knew Palps was evil and just didn’t care. Obviously the non-Jedi GAR officers like Tarkin would help him out and try to turn the Republic into an openly authoritarian state anyway. The thing is, there are thousands upon thousands of way something like this could go in real life, much more in a fantasy universe. Maybe they would try to exile/disband the Jedi. Maybe even ‘nice’ Senators like Riyo Chuchi, Kin Robb, etc would vote in favor of it in the face of public opinion. Without the support of the Clones though, I don’t know how the Republic would enact it.
What I am pretty sure about is that Mace would take the fall for the whole Order if it was an option. They probably wouldn’t want him to, but he definitely is the kind of man who would step in front of a room full of corrupt politicians to tell them that yes, he killed their evil boss, because his mandate per their orders was to rid the Galaxy of monsters like Dooku, and yes, he did it by himself, and yes, he was aware of the consequences of his actions. 
Tbh the “what would have happened” question is always a difficult one. Anything, anything could have happened. As long as you manage for it to be possible in context, then it doesn’t even have be perfectly rational or logical. It shouldn’t be entirely rational or logical, because governments are insane and politics are crazy - and if you throw magic and the eternal struggle between good and evil into the mix then anything is fair game. 
For the sake of serotonin, my favorite AU is that the knowledge of Palpatine and Dooku’s alliance becomes public, people get so outraged that they just kinda forget about Mace, by some miracle of the Force (which is very tired of the Dark and would really like for good to triumph for once, thanks) real, impartial investigators are called upon and determine that wow, that Chancellor was a total dick, dark magic or no dark magic, and everything’s FINE and the Jedi recall everyone to the Temple and NAP for at least a WEEK before helping the Republic figure out what comes next, and the Clones stay with them and they’re all HAPPY. 
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Mistakes Like This ↠ Obi-Wan Kenobi (Obi-Wan x Reader)  Chapter 2
Word Count: 2.4K 
Warnings: Nothing just angst again for the build up. 
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Chapter 3 
ENJOY LOVELIESSS! 
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After the events of Obi-Wan's return you tried your best to avoid him and changed your whole routine. You were already busy with the Younglings so that was a plus. When it came to meals you tried to find a time when he would not be at dining halls or managed to bring back meals to your quarters. You get a glimpse of him here and there but you blocked him out. The only time the both of you had to be in one room together was in your re-training. He wasn't teaching you, but he was there as an instructor for other Padawans. You would feel his eyes on you as you moved swiftly through a course.
"Impressive," Obi-Wan was leaning against pillar. You turned to him and he was not looking at you but at the practice droids. "It seems that you will be back on missions with me."
"I doubt the Council will assign me to any missions," you ignite your lightsaber. The glow was a bright pale blue and you spun it around in your hand. The hum and vibrations were running through your veins. "I still have to finish my teaching rotation."
"It can change," he stroked his beard. You stepped on to the course and then you hear Obi-Wan ignite his own saber. You turned and prepared your stance. "Care for a rematch."
"So you could lose again?" there was a grin on your face and you felt an adrenaline rush. You did enjoy your practices with Obi-Wan especially as a Padawan. As you became more skilled he never went easy on you. You learned the way he fought in the same way he studied yours. With a flick of your wrist all the dummy droids were put off to the side and you made your way to the middle. Obi-Wan was waiting for you you make your move. You took a breath and immediately swung your lightsaber. Just as you did it Obi-Wan blocked it and the crackling sound was music to your ears. He pushed you back and lunged connecting with your lightsaber. You blocked his multiple attempts.
"You still got your perfect form," he says over the clashing of the sabers. You both pressed the sabers against each other and while he was distracted you lift your hand and force pushed him back. "Hey!" You laughed and brought your hand over the dummy droids and chucked one in the direction of Obi-Wan. He sliced it in half and went after you. Striking and blocking each attack it was just the screech of the lightsaber against lightsaber. The both of you in some kind of waltz in the spacious training grounds.
At one point he grabbed your hair in the updo and he chuckled which made you flustered and lose your concentration for just a split second. The hair fell loose and you cursed him. You went after him with quick and hard swings which he blocked gracefully. You let out a growl when he was able to cause you to trip but you tucked and rolled away before he can get to you. There was a few close attempts of singeing his robes and you did trip him up at least once.
Obi-Wan has become your match in duels you knew every move he was going to make. All he was doing was tiring you until he could strike and you watched as his hair falls flat across his forehead. Your eyes locked for the moment and you used it to your advantage. He grunts as you block an attempt and you kicked him back with enough power to make him lose his balance and then using the force  you disared him.In a swift movement you had your lightsaber inches away from his Adam's apple. There was a chuckled that came from him and you withdraw your saber. "I beat you again," you moved away and wiped your brow with your robe.
"You have definitely been practicing," he fixed his hair and robes. You blushed and thanked him before you start to head out.
"I'll see you around," that was all you can muster before you left.
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After a quick shower and a meal  you received a message on you holopad. You checked and it was a summoning to the Council. It made you tense up because of what happened on the rooftop garden but you kept yourself calm. They'll figure something is up if you showed up nervous. You hooked on the lightsaber to your belt and made your way out.
It wasn't long till you got to the Council room. You took a deep breath right outside the doors and opened it. It has been a while since you were called and you were hoping that your duties are to be left the way they are just for now. Right away you tensed up when you saw Obi-Wan sitting at his chair. He looked calm and that was already a sign that this meeting was not anything that you had to worry about it. "It's been a while," you smiled once you get to the middle of the room. Obi-Wan looked at you and you gave him a brief nod.
"Been a while it has.. Hmm," Master Yoda was sitting at the center and you focused your attention on him.
"How are the classes with the Younglings?" Master Mace Windu spoke up and you turned to him.
"It was a great experience. I thank you all for allowing me to do that while I recovered," you clasped your hands behind your back.
"Obi-Wan told us that you are ready to get back on the frontlines,"Master Windu says and you shift your weight from one foot to the other. "Do you think you are?"
"I do," you nod and from the corner of your eye you see Obi-Wan looking down.
"For you this mission is," Master Yoda used his walking stick to tap the center table. A hologram of a planet not familiar to you appeared. The doors behind you opened up and you heard footsteps approaching.
"We believe on this planet of Darilia the Separatist are building droid factories," Master Windu continued on. "It's barren and no life forms exist here. There are underground caverns so be aware of that." You weren't expecting your first mission to be gathering intel on a droid factory. You thought it would be more of being assigned to protect a senator.
Master Ayala Secura appeared next to you and you gave her a smile. She has always been kind to you, especially when you were a Youngling. Master Windu was talking about other information that you drowned out because your attention was now on Obi-Wan who was tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair impatiently. You have never seen him like that before and when your eyes meet Master Windu calls your name bring you back to what was happening. "You will have Master Secura with you," he motioned to her next to you. "It is a change from your normal assignments."
"I have things to attend to," Obi-Wan spoke up. You felt some kind of relief but also disappointed that you won't be working on this mission together. If this was what the Council wants then it must be right. It would also be good to spend more time apart.
"I am happy we are working together once again," Master Secura turned to you and squeezed your shoulder.
"I'm happy too," you smiled. You sensed Obi-Wan'a force surround you and it was so heavy that it made you look over to him to get him to stop. He looked at you innocently and you sighed. "We'll send information as soon as we find anything."
"May the force be with you," Obi-Wan says and you keep your eyes on the ground.
*:·゚✧
You spoke briefly with Ayala before parting ways to prepare yourself for the mission. In your quarters you just packed the necessities in a small brown pack and looked all over the place for your favorite pair of boots. They were your lucky ones and even if they looked chewed up these boots are were on your feet every mission.
You read up on all the information about the planet on your holopad while you nibbled on a jogan fruit. As Windu said there were no life forms on the planet so that was a relief. It does become extremely difficult when encountering other inhabitants especially when they speak a language you are not familiar with. You hated having to bring the droids in.
You tried to nap before your departure but all you did was twist and turn on your cot. It was impossible so you just got up and clasped your outer robes on. You sling the pack on your shoulder and made your way to the docking bays. It was a long way there so you made a stop in the Jedi library to borrow some texts to brush up during the travel. You wondered if you will still be able to teach in between missions. You stuffed one book into your pack and then went on your way to the docking bay.
The ship was already there waiting. You were making your way inside and was expecting to see Ayala waiting for you but she wasn't there. "General," a few clones gave you a nod and went on. The cruiser wasn't so big so you were making your way throughout it without getting lost. You went into furthest section the ship and placed your pack on your bed. Ayala must have been late because her things were not here yet. This was your usual routine of checking out the ships and so you looked around before you heard that the ships is prepared to depart. Alarmed you went to go tell the clones that General Secura was not on board yet. "Why are we taking off?" You opened the doors to the main hull and froze. "Obi-Wan?"
This man had his back turned to you and then he looked over his shoulders. "There you are," he sounded amused.
"Where's Master Secura?" You we're confused so you spat that question out and the clones looked at you. Did that come off too harshly? First, you hate last minute changes. Second, this is not what you expected.
"An emergency happened on her homeworld and she was needed there. The Council thought it was better if she attend to that first," Obi-Wan went over to you. You crossed your arms across your chest and tried to keep yourself cool.
"And what about you I thought you had things to attend to," you looked up at him.
"They have been attended to," he looks down at you. "You should have checked your holopad. The change in plans were sent out to you." You sighed and moved away from him and to the nearest seat on the ship.
"I didn't check my holopad," you never do unless you hear it. Plus you must not have heard it while you looked through the shelves in the library.
"If you still find time to browse for books-" as soon as those words came out of his mouth you can see the regret on his face and the way your own face felt warm. He just turned away and went back to what he was doing. You sat there in silence trying to hide your facial expression after that admission.
*:·゚✧
The travel to Darilia as you read took some time because it was part of the Outer Rim territories. You spoke with some of the clones for some tactics while Obi-Wan listened on. He would interject once and a while but for the most part there wasn't a word from him. There was definitely a thick air surrounding the both of you and you were getting paranoid that the clones would start to notice it. They were used to the both of you discussing strategies and plans. Now it was just a few words to one another.
You retired to your quarters after the briefings. Before Obi-Wan can even come in you decided to just get ready to sleep before the both of you can have anymore awkward conversations. You start too peel away your robes and went into the small washroom. The sound of the door opening caused you to turn around. It was Obi-Wan and he kept his eyes low. He removed his brown cloak and folded it before sitting down on his own side of the room. "How did you get the Council to let you come on this mission?"you stepped out and went over to your own cot.
"I told them you needed me," he looked absolutely handsome sitting there and it made your heart thump faster in your chest. "Your first mission back I have to be with you." The way he just says things made your whole body shiver and you think that he takes notice of it. He loosened his robes so now they looked baggy on him. You unclasped your own and took off the final layer. Before these tense moments you would unconsciously strip down to your undergarments around Obi-Wan. At the time that was the last thing you thought about. You were too tired to think about other things. Anyway, they weren't revealing it was just a simple linen camisole underneath and you always kept your pants.
"It sounds like you had to beg the Council to be here," you fold your robes and placed them on the foot of your cot. With your back turned to him you realized that this would be the first time he would see the injury on your back.
Obi-Wan was tracing the scar with with his eyes and he had to look away when you made your way back to your cot.
"It looks better," he comments.
"Thanks to the nurse droid who did a good job with stitching me up," you sit back down on the cot and the both of you stare at each other for a while. The tension was all there. The feeling of desire was hovering and with the way he looked at you from across the room you wished that you were in a different world so that maybe the both of you could be tangled up in sheets. Warm breaths and soft touches.
"I wish we could too," that was all that he said before he lays down with his back towards you.
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Anubico oneshots ch. 39
Prompt: Nico dies and becomes and enherjei and Anubis is climbing in all Yggdrasil to find him (and Magnus be like: have I missed something?)
A/N: So, Nico is NOT a Greek demigod in this chapter.
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“Hey, dude.”
Nico turned in his sleep, frowning at the irritating noise.
“Just kick him,” another voice sounded. 
“Alex, no!”
There was the sound of shuffling, a thump, and some muttered curses.
Nico was then flipped out of bed, landing on the floor in a heap. He let out a yelp, trying to untangle from the bedsheets. What the hell were they thinking, flipping him onto the floor?
He ripped the blanket from his face, glaring at his assailants.
He froze.
Right.
He wasn’t in college anymore. 
He was in Valhalla. He was an Einherji. He was the son of Hel… the only known son of Hel.
Jesus Christ (oh, maybe that was inappropriate to think), he needed a nap.
“Hey, death-breath,” Alex said, waving his hand in front of Nico’s face. “Still with us?”
Nico scowled and swatted the other’s hand away. Alex Fiero, son, daughter, whatever, of Loki, was by far the most infuriating person he had ever met. For one, he was always up to something, and he would wear some seriously questionable colour choices, and still manage to make it look good.
“Fuck off, asshole,” Nico said, getting up from the floor. 
“Oh, you hurt my feelings, nephew,” Alex grinned at the glare he received.
Nico couldn’t stand being even remotely related to him. Curse their similar Italian heritage too.
He grabbed the sheets and flung them on his bed, stretching as he looked over at Magnus, having been pushed to the floor, by Alex presumably. He was glad to have someone in the hotel who he’d actually heard about before, from Annabeth of course. That too also being the reason he wasn’t shell-shocked at his current predicament. Annabeth had told them all about the fact that there was a collection of Norse gods living in Asgard, and that her cousin was an Einherji. Nico couldn’t say that any of them were that surprised to find another mythology to be true, knowing the Egyptian gods personally. Some of them a bit more intimate than others.
Thinking of the Egyptian gods made his heart drop. He hadn’t heard from Anubis in three weeks. He’d freaked out when he was removed from his body. It was bad enough to see his limp body lying on the ground where he’d been standing a moment before, his heart having stopped as he was hit by a lightning strike. 
When the valkyrie had flown down to bring his Einherji form to Valhalla, he’d been patiently waiting, poking his cooling body as he waited. The valkyrie had stared at him, surprised by his calm demeanor. 
“Hey,” Nico had said. “Can I leave a note for the person I was supposed to meet?”
The valkyrie had agreed, albeit very reluctantly. 
Nico had written a short note to Anubis, telling him he was an Einherji and that he would go to Valhalla.
He was supposed to have met his boyfriend that day, but hadn’t heard from him since their last meeting. It pained him to think about how the god must have reacted, finding his body lying there like that. 
He shuffled off with the two others as they headed for breakfast. 
Even though he’d been there for three weeks, the other residents still avoided him like the plague. Magnus and Alex were the only two sitting down with him (Magnus’ other friends were supposedly not there right now, “But they would totally like you!”).
After they’d thoroughly stuffed their faces, Nico feeling the glare of a son of Tyr that morning, they headed off to strap on their gear.
Nico still wasn’t used to the fact that he could die on the battlefield, and just be revived till dinner time the same day. 
He cracked his neck, shaking out his arms and legs as he stepped out onto the battlefield. He preferred to fight with a sword, and had found that dual wielding two shorter blades was his preferred style. He was nimble and quicker than most, which allowed him to get close enough to use the shorter dagger-like blades.
He twirled the blades as he walked, flipping the hilt to point the blade downwards. He really liked the ability to use the blades as an extension of his fist, swiping with them as well as stabbing.
He could see the son of Tyr standing some yards away, looking straight at him. He had a huge shield and a mace.
Nico rolled his eyes at the guy’s stance. Okay, you want to fight, I get it. 
Nico stalked towards the other, keeping his body low to give fewer openings. The son of Tyr gripped his mace as he charged at him, his shield thrusting towards him. Nico ducked to the side, swiping at the guy’s hand with a blade. He made a nick in the back of the hand, hearing the hiss of pain.
The son of Tyr pulled back. They circled each other. 
Nico left his left side open to draw the other in. He smirked as the guy lunged at his side. So predictable. He dropped down, jabbing one blade through the other’s foot, sticking it to the ground. The guy yelled in pain, dropping his shield to try and grab Nico’s head.
The son of Hel easily avoided his swipe, kicking the knee on the other leg. Hard. 
The bone crunched beneath his boot. The son of Tyr dropped to the ground, screaming as he cradled his broken leg. 
Nico kicked the boy in the chest, making his back hit the grass. He stepped onto the other’s arm, hindering him in using his mace. 
He leaned close to the guy’s face, seeing the pain reflected in his eyes. 
“I left my side open on purpose, idiot,” he sneered. “See you at dinner, dickhead.” Without further ado, he slit the moron’s throat. He gurgled a second before his eyes glazed over. 
Nico stepped away. He really was desensitized to the killing already. 
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Needless to say, the son of Tyr had refrained from staring any more after that.
Nico was able to eat his dinner in peace (as peaceful as a dinner with Alex and Magnus could get). 
They fell in step as they made their way back to their hallway. The daughter of Loki punched his arm before they separated.
“Cheer up, dude,” she said. “You’ll get used to it.”
Nico flipped her off as he shut his door in Alex’s face. 
He flopped onto his bed, staring up into the blank ceiling. 
Fuck.
He missed Anubis badly. 
He was sure the god had informed his friends of what had happened to him, but he still missed him.
A ruckus outside his window made him bolt upright. 
What the hell was that chattering sound?
He quickly got up, gripping the knife he hid under his pillow. He kept close to the floor as he stalked over to the window. He glanced into the thick branches of the world-tree, trying to discern whether or not there was someone there. 
He could hear some really weird chattering noises from the branches above him. What the hell was that language? It sounded like a mix of breaking twigs and some glottal, throaty sounds. 
Wait. There were two distinct voices (if you could call it that). 
Nico jumped up into the overhanging branches. He started climbing slowly, still wary of lurking danger. 
The voices grew louder as he climbed. He peeked through some thick foliage, catching sight of a huge… squirrel?
The animal seemed to be furiously chattering at someone. 
Nico raised his body up onto the branch. He lifted his head to see who it was talking to, and he froze.
Anubis was standing there, nonchalantly leaning against a crooked branch. He looked up when Nico stood up, his expression morphing into a broken one. He looked all but nonchalant as he stumbled over his feet to reach the Einherji (not that Nico wasn’t falling over himself as he all but sprinted towards his boyfriend).
The god crashed into him, gripping his shirt as he hugged him. Nico could feel his whole body shaking against his own, a burning behind his eyes.
“You have-” Anubis started. He gulped audibly. “You have no idea how it feels to find the cold body of the one person you love more than anything.”
Nico hiccuped and chuckled at the same time. “I left you a note, didn’t I?”
Anubis gave a chuckle at that. 
Nico pulled back to look him in the eye. Shit, he was so hot, even when he was distressed. 
He leaned forward to slot their lips together, his hands slipping into the god’s hair. He still tasted the same. He smelled different though, the smell of earth and embalming gone.
“What took you so long?” Nico asked, running a hand down the god’s arm to hold his hand.
Anubis snorted. “It’s actually kinda hard to find Valhalla when you can’t travel through the Duat, and there’s no map.” He traced the side of Nico’s face, the demigod leaning into his touch. “I had some help at the end.”
“From who?”
“Him,” Anubis said, pointing to the giant squirrel.
Nico turned to study the creature. It didn’t really seem friendly. “Seriously?”
The squirrel glared at him and made a chattering sound, which somehow translated inside his head to: “Shut your trap, you fucking bitch.”
“Whoa! Someone needs to wash their mouth!”
Anubis laughed beside him. “Yeah, this is Ratataskr. He’s kinda the protector of the World Tree. He insults people.”
Nico paused for a moment before doubling over in laughter. “Oh, my god! This whole place is such a huge joke.”
“Watch your studip mouth, you useless excuse for a person!” Ratataskr sneered.
Nico had to lean on his boyfriend to not fall over in laughter. 
“He was actually a huge help, even though he has a potty mouth.” Anubis chuckled. 
The squirrel huffed at them, cursing their unborn children, before disappearing into the branches. 
Nico couldn’t stop the snicker from escaping his lips as he buried his face in the other’s shoulder. He pulled on his hand. “Hey, let’s head inside.”
They descended to Nico’s room. 
Shit, he lost his knife in the tree. He couldn’t bring himself to care. 
They sat down on his bed, Anubis catching him up on how the others had taken his passing. 
“Annabeth just looked at me, rolled her eyes and said “Of course he gets to be special”.”
Nico had to laugh at that, because of course she would take it well.
He sighed wistfully as he leaned on the god’s shoulder. A thought struck him suddenly.
“Y’know, I’m technically immortal now.” He felt just as much as heard the sharp intake of breath at his comment. He certainly felt the crushing hug he received.
The god muttered something in ancient Egyptian as he turned his head towards him.
Nico squeaked at the bruising kiss he got, not that he was complaining. He tilted his head to the right to get a better angle, shivering at the tongue that brushed along his lower lip. He eagerly opened his mouth, savouring the slide of the god’s tongue against his own. 
He never got over how right it felt to be pressed against Anubis, how safe it felt. 
He let out a breathy moan as he tried to climb into the other’s lap, only to be interrupted by a startled voice.
“Woah! Sorry!”
Both their heads turned towards the source of the noise, finding one very uncomfortable Magnus in the doorway, a grinning Alex beside him.
Nico got up. “Uh, sorry, guys. I kinda forgot to tell you about my boyfriend.” He gestured vaguely to Anubis. “He’s, uh, an Egyptian god.”
Anubis raised a hand, a sheepish smile on his face. “Nice to meet you.”
Magnus looked like he was about to reply with something similar, but was interrupted by a punch in the arm by Alex.
“See! I fucking told you he was gay!”
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Gendrya + bookstore!au + meet messy + “i know this looks bad, but i swear, it’s not.”
night thief || requested by @welt-verbessererin
send me an au + trope + piece of dialogue & i’ll write a ficlet in response! (no repeat prompts, please)
bookstore!au + meet messy + “i know this looks bad, but i swear, it’s not.”  
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"You’re being ridiculous,” Arya tells her coworker flatly. “There is no way someone is sneaking into this bookstore at one in the morning to steal books. I mean, how lame of a criminal do you have to be to do that?” 
“The back door was open when I came in this morning,” Meera says enthusiastically. “Why would the back door be open if someone wasn’t sneaking in? Okay, look," she adds when Arya's still dubious, "how many copies of Ten Thousand Ships did we have yesterday?”
“Twelve," Arya answers.
“And how many do we have today?”
“Eleven.” She motions for Meera to lower her voice, lest they distract the customers engrossed in browsing or reading in one of the over-stuffed chairs. “But it’s a bookstore. We do sell things occasionally.” 
“I specifically remember having twelve copies when we closed,” Meera argues. “One of us should stay after hours to find out what’s going on. This is suspicious!”
“No, you’re bored.” Arya lifts one of the books they’re organizing and jabs it deliberately at Meera’s face, grinning when she jumps back in surprise.  “But you know what? Fine. If it makes you feel better, I’ll stay and find out the identity of this criminal-”
“Don’t make fun of me!” 
“-who’s apparently stealing books-”
“Arya!”
“Books meant for children under the age of ten,” she finishes defiantly. 
Meera huffs and stalks over to the other side of the aisle. “You better not forget.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Arya mutters. She makes a mental note to call Davos later that night, so she can tell him that one of his employees is becoming absolutely paranoid. 
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It’s half past midnight, and no one could say that Arya wasn’t keeping her promise to Meera. Even though she’s about to pass out from sleep deprivation, she fixes her eyes on her history textbook and resigns herself to studying - determined to make something useful out of this half-baked stakeout. 
If she didn’t spend so much time here during the day, the bookstore would creep her out right now. All the lights are off, the better for attracting vagrant criminals, and the back door, while locked, isn’t reinforced in any other way. 
Whatever, she thinks. How scary could someone who steals kids’ books be, anyway? If there even was someone sneaking in. 
Still. She probably deserves a raise for this. 
Her chair creaks and Arya has to stifle a frightened scream. 
She definitely deserves a raise. 
Ten minutes later, Arya’s learned the names of all six kings succeeding Jaeherys I, but not the identity of the purported night thief. She closes her book and leans her head sleepily on the front desk, ready to take a nap. She’s just drifting asleep when she hears it. 
The sound of a key scraping through a lock. The sound of the back doorknob turning. 
Every muscle in her body seizes up in fear. Oh, holy shit. Holy shit, Meera was right. 
She turns the lamp off, and as resolutely as she can heads for the main switch, careful not to jostle anything in the dark. Maybe if she surprises the person by turning on the lights...
“Shh,” Arya hears someone say. It’s definitely a guy. A guy with a really deep, threatening-sounding voice, and why the hell didn’t she take Meera up on her offer of bear mace? She poises her finger over the light switch. 
“Are we supposed to be doing this?” another voice asks, just before Arya’s about to flip it. Her eyes narrow with confusion; that’s a little girl. “We could get in trouble.” 
“We won’t get in trouble,” the man reassures her gently, “it’s fine. Just let me get the lights.”  
Arya hears him moving towards her, and she hits the light switch. 
“Shit!” The guy shouts when he sees her, and Arya fumbles for her keys, holding them between her knuckles with the sharp edges pointed outwards. “What are you doing?” 
“I work here! What the hells are you doing?” she squeaks, and Arya does not squeak. But it doesn’t help that he’s even more frightening with the lights on - the guy has at least a foot on her, and probably a hundred pounds. Her eyes flick to the little girl next to him. They look related, with the same blue eyes and dark hair. “Are you robbing my bookstore?”
“I have a reason to be here,” he tries to explain, stepping closer. She jabs the keys in his direction, and he moves back, his eyes widening. “I’m not going to hurt you, miss. Come on,” he says when Arya doesn’t budge. “My little sister’s here.” 
Admittedly, the kid looks like she’s about to cry. And this is weird. So Arya drops the keys, still clenching them tightly in her hand. 
“You have five minutes to explain, or I’m calling the cops on you.” 
He puts a protective hand on his sister’s shoulder. Like Arya’s the crazy one. “...you have somewhere quiet to talk?”
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Arya gives the kid a random book to read and leads him into the back room. “Six feet,” she says snippily. “Do not come within six feet of me, or I’m keying you.” 
“Yeah,” he says tiredly. “Got it.” He puts his head in his hands, looking exhausted. “Sorry...what’s your name?”
“I’m Arya,” she says after a moment. 
He nods. “Gendry. The kid is Barra.” 
“All right.” She crosses her arms. Taps her foot against the ground. “Gendry, why were you trying to break into my bookstore? And how did you unlock it?” 
“I have a key,” he answers simply. “Davos gave it to me.” 
Her mouth opens a little. “Davos Seaworth? The owner?” 
“Yeah. We’re friends.” Gendry scratches the back of his neck, looking embarrassed. “The thing is, Barra likes to read, but I don’t exactly have the cash to buy books. So Davos gave me a key. Told me I could bring her in whenever to read a little...sometimes she takes a book home.” 
“Oh.” Arya frowns. “But why come here at midnight? Why be so suspicious about it?”
“Because midnight’s the only time I’m not busy working,” he explains. “I know this looks bad, but I  swear, it’s not. I’m sorry if I scared you, but I’d like for us to keep coming here.” 
He sounds genuine. Arya nods; he grins.
 “I do need that book back, though.” 
--
“Find anything?” Meera asks the next day, excitable as always. 
“Oh, nothing,” Arya says idly. She sets the missing copy of Ten Thousand Ships on the desk. It has all of its pages, but it’s missing a slip of paper Gendry put in there last night, the one with his phone number. That’s tucked into the folds of her wallet, hidden securely away. 
“The missing book!” Meera exclaims. “Where was it?” 
Arya bites her lip and goes to reorganize the comprehensive histories. “Just around.” 
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24 and 28 😊
hello hello! thank you for the ask! // from these asks
24:  Would you want to be human, or from another species?
i would like to be human! i almost said that i would like to be a togruta just because i think the fact that they’ve got more balance to be super cool--but then i remembered that i wouldn’t have hair, and i kinda like my hair. 
28:  If you could stop one character from doing one thing, who would it be and why?
oh boy you all should know the answer to this one–but i would keep anakin from turning to the dark side, no competition. i would yank that stupid idiot right out of the chancellor’s office and tell him to let mace do his thing, tell him to go call obi-wan, then go home to padme, take a freaking nap, eat a sandwich or something, and just like. chill.
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My Uncle Reacts to AoS Season 4
So, instead of getting chores done this morning, my uncle and I finished Season 4 of Agents of Shield. Here are his reactions! Enjoy! Fair warning, it is a long post because Steve had a lot of feelings.
4x01
Before the episode: I’m guessing Coulson was like “I got too close to the situation and could no longer be impartial.” And then he passed over the title of director to May or that general guy. Talbot! That’s his name.
He’s like ghost rider is all. Holy crap he is ghost rider! I didn’t realize he was marvel.
Why’d they have to break up the band?
I am concerned about the robots.
Well, ghost rider is badass.
4x02
“You’re an engineer Mack. And a small tank.” Bwhahahahahaha, that’s so true.
The director is Talbot. Ooooh, not Talbot. Someone new.
Oh, Daisy has a picture of Lincoln. I miss him.
May is not okay. May needs a nap.
I still can’t get over Mack offering that maybe they’re just ghosts. Fitzsimmons faces were amazing.
Mace is such a politician.
4x03
*Lincoln is mentioned* Owwwwwww
I love the Phil, Mack, and Fitz team up.
Wow, Fitz is badass this episode.
Okay, so Elena is amazing. That shot with the light was awesome!
4x04
Fitzsimmons moving in together, count me in.
I see where Daisy is coming from, but not awesome that she’s using her friends and then leaving.
Come on Daisy! Come home.
Heylo? Hahahahaha
Radcliffe, I don’t think telling the android it’s okay to lie sometimes is a good idea.
What’s that face she’s giving? Oh shit, is she feeling things? Is she feeling things for Fitz. That’s not good.
I don’t trust James. *moments later* Called it.
Yes, Mack, two fire dudes just fell into fireworks.
Jemma for sure knows she’s an android.
“I prefer a classical beauty myself.” Awww, Fitz.
4x05
Oh, Fitz, a high five will not fix her being mad at you. Trust me.
“I’m sure they have it under control.” *cuts to chaos* Okay, that’s the best transition of the whole show.
Robbie, please don’t go after that guy. Just keep going please. Dammit. Why can no one just follow instructions in Shield.
Way to go Jemma! But what happened with Mace?? What did he do?
May had a heart to heart with her and she’s still leaving? Is Daisy really going to leave after all of this? She can’t, right?
Robbies uncle is going to get sucked into that book. Yeah, look at his expression. That’s not good at all is it.
Well that senator sucks.
4x06
*Mace mad at Coulson* Daaaang
Fitz is so smart. He would be a millionaire if he was an inventor or something. But he just wants to help people.
Wait, shit, Eli is bad!
*Fitz, Coulson, and Robbie disappear* Oh no!!!! Wait, that’s how the episode ends! Noooo!!
4x07
Shit, where are they.
Oh, so that’s where they are. That’s not good.
“I have to phone Simmons to tell her... I’m in another dimension.” Bwhahahahaha oh no.
That’s not Mack. Holy shit!
“Oh Mack’s the ghost rider no big deal. But you can’t hear us.” Oh my god, these lines are amazing.
The dialogue this episode is fantastic.
No!!!!! Don’t give the darkhold to Radcliffe. He’s already so morally grey!!!
Fitz is going to hit Mace
Aww, Fitzsimmons
There’s some flirtation with Phil and Melinda going on.
Have we seen who’s in that photo Mack is looking at? Hope?
Oh hey Robbie, how was hell.
Ummm, is Aida building a brain? Is she corrupted. Yep. She’s corrupted. We’ve got a corrupted android. Great.
4x08
Coulson’s comedic timing is everything.
Oof, Robbie is not having a good time.
“Oh yeah, Fitz solved that” Of course he did. He’s Fitz.
*Badass Fitzsimmons duo scene* They truly are a dynamic duo aren’t they. That shot was awesome!
*Daisy looking at Robbie’s car* well, you’ve got a sweet car.
*Mackelena finally kiss* gasps. There it is!
*Aida kills Nathanson* Oh dears.
*Reveal that May is an LMD* Wait wait wait. Holy shit. Oh shit. Damn.
4x09
Aida’s so sweet to May. And she sweetly killed Nathanson like it was nothing. Not creepy at all.
Once again Mack’s lines are amazing.
Yeah, don’t attack the android guys. Not a good idea.
“Why would you want to hurt me Leopold.” Aaaah haaaa, umm. No.
“Well, Simmons has only been kidnapped twice on this planet.” Hahahahahahaha that’s hilarious.
Smart people are stupid. That’s amazing.
*Aida freezes may* AAAH, she doesn’t even know she’s a robot!
*Radcliffe reveal* O. M. G. He’s corrupted. He played them. Asshole. Dammit he read it for just a second! No!
This is a good part of the show! I’m really enjoying this.
4x10
What the heck’s in that brief case?
And Radcliffe is now super creepy.
Poor Fitz, he doesn’t know his friend totally betrayed him.
“I did this to protect you.” Awww, Fitz. I mean, let’s not make robots, but that’s still really sweet. He just wanted to protect Simmons and everyone.
*May wakes up* Jesus, god May. She’s a badass. Imagine waking up like that! God! That’s terrifying.
“I can’t help feeling like somethings off.” Yeah, May, you aren’t real.
Mace isn’t an inhuman! Oh damn.
*Fitz analyzing Aida’s head* Uh oh Fitz.
“Is it weird that I found that attractive?” Hahahahahahahaha. Fantastic.
*Coulson back in charge* hell yeah!
*May finds out she’s an LMD* Aaaaaaah! Well, that’s an existential crisis.
4x11  
Does Radcliffe have more of them? Because he just happened to have May.
*May waking up over and over again* Feels like I’m watching The Good Place.  
*Aida breaks a glass* That’s concerning that a robot would make a mistake like that.
*Hope reveal* Oh that’s awful! Poor Mack.
Whose the other LMD?
*Radcliffe LMD reveal* Ohhhh noooo. Poor Fitz.
4x12
Hey! I was wondering where the lanyard guys were!
“You’re going all Gollumy again” bwhahahahaha that’s amazing
“I’ve lost too much already, I’m not losing you.” Awww, Phil.
*Robo Radcliffe talks about Fitz’s past* Oh my gosh, that explains so much. Oh Fitz! Screw Fitz’s dad.
How many Koenigs are there?
Awww, baby Fitz!—Maggie
I bet that’s his real mom too!—Steve
Fitz and Simmons are cute!
*Philinda kiss* Noooo! She’s a robot!
“Sorry, you weren’t meant to last” Radcliffe you ass. You evil ass.
4x13
*Agnes reveal* Eeeek, creepy. That’s who she’s based on!
Wait, is she really Australian? Damn, she does a great American accent.  
Mace really got the short end of the stick in a lot of this didn’t he.
*Shockley gets turned into an inhuman* Oooh shit.
Did they just put Shockley on the plane. The dude that blows up? Well, damn.
*Fitzsimmons realize Shockley is the bomb* Way to go dynamic duo. Now gooooo! Oh, they’re going. Simmons pushing Fitz is amazing.
Aaaaaah! Fitz! Fitz and Mace!
*Fitzsimmons hug* Awww. I know I’ve said it before but they’re cute.
Noooo! Mace! Shit they kidnapped Mace!
*Aida takes put on Agnes’s necklace* Ewwwww, creepy. Creepy creepy creepy! Aaah.
4x14
*The superior walking* He must have this ‘I’m so cool face’ on at all times.
Aww, is Radcliffe in there to be with Agnes. That’s so sad.
*Flashback with Phil and May* Aww, May is all playful. It’s before the sad times.
*Mace chained* that’s not great for your circulation.
They’re going to kill Mace. No, don’t kill Mace.
“Morales, you’re with me.” Uh oh, Morales. More redshirts with names making me nervous.
“You’ve enhanced yourself with alien technology.” Actually Fitz built his hand.
“Cool origin story, bro.” Okay, that’s incredible.
“Concern only slightly lessened.” Davis is just like ‘thanks dude.’ Fantastic.
Mack doesn’t need super powers to be a badass.
*LMD reveal* Holy shit. Holy shiiiit. They switched out all four of them??? All four??? Holy shiiiit. Fitzsimmons are all alone. Aaaahaaa.
“Even filth has a purpose.” Ewwww, and she’s leaning over him like that. So creeeeppyyy. Eewwww.
“He’s a shrink.” Oh awwww. It’s Andrew. She falls in love with him.
Well I guess Phil and Melinda’s robots can be together. Kind of weird but okay.
Oh my god, this is stressing me out!!!
‘Even filth has a purpose.” Gaaah, ewww. I’m still thinking about it.
So is Radcliffe even in control anymore? Or is he too preoccupied with the framework to care. Like, is Aida just doing whatever the heck she wants now because that’s unsettling.
4x15
Where are all of them? Oh they’re in the framework. Uh oh.
Ewwww, Aida is evil! He’s (Ivanov) alive and she’s cutting into him.
Aaah, they’ve got them surrounded. It’s so creepy.
This is some body snatchers shit.
*fitzsimmons LMD scene* *Steve biting his nails with wide eyes* oh my god that was awful.
*Steve rewinds to rewatch the LMD scene* they’re so good. And it hurt so much to see Fitz go so cold. Owwww. Because it was him and how he would act and then it just shuts off. Ugh, they’re so good.
*Jemma stabbing Fitz scene* Oh he’s thought about getting married. Oh my god, that’s so awful. So disturbing. That hurts. They’re so talented.
*Daisy LMDs* Ohhhh that’s so disturbing. This is all so disturbing. Oh my gosh.
*Daisy and Jemma scene* Awwww, they found the only other person to trust. That’s so sweet. Gosh, that was also a brilliantly acted scene.
They’re all such good actors. All of them.
God, this is all so disturbing.
*Aida kills Radcliffe* oh shit. Aaaaah. That’s so creepy.
“Because you and Fitz belong together.” Thats the truth.
“Their poor base” -Maggie
“And they just retiled the bathrooms.” -Steve
Ooh, quake jump, that’s so cool.
*Slow motion quake* That’s sooo badasssss!
*Davis flying the Zephyr* Aah, Davis. Careful. He just started training.
*LMD May blows up the base.* oooh ho.  Damn.
“Lincoln?” Oh noooo. That’s awful.
*Ward reveal* Whaaaaat?
*Coulson reveal* Whaaaaaat?
*Mack reveal* oh nooo, he’s got his daughter.
*Fitz reveal* Whaaaaaat? But, damn.
*Jemma reveal* Whaaaaaaaaat? She’s in a grave? Who’s in the car with Fitz?
*May reveal* is she an avenger? *Hydra logo appears* Waaaaait. Whaaaaaaaaat?
What the hell is going on. What the hell? What is this place. Are they all evil? Some of them evil? Mack isn’t evil right?
*Ivanov’s head* Ewwww creepy.
Whaaaat the helllll. As Fitz would say *does Fitz impression* what the hell?
Dammit why do I have to put the kids to bed!! I want to watch the next episode!! Gosh dang it.
That’s disturbing count: around 15
4x16
“Skye?” Skye??? Skye!!!
*Logo* ooooh, agents of hydra
“You’re on another planet this morning.” Yeah, she is. No shit Ward.
*Daisy looks up Lincoln* Awwww. Owwwww.
*Jemma jumps from the grave.* Lucky she was in a shallow grave.
They’re having a bad week.
Vijay isn’t real. He’s at the bottom of the ocean.
*Ward punches Vijay* wait, did he want him to stop talking? Hmmm.
*Coulson class scene* Aaaahhaa that’s not awful at all.
*May Bahrain reveal* oh shit, it changed that much! Shit.
“We’ve got him doctor” Radcliffe? *Fitz reveal*  Ooooh nooo! Noooo! Shit, noooo! Jemma died and he went all dark. Nooooo.
“It’s a magical place.” Oh damn!
“My father used to say...” Shit, does Fitz have his dad’s influence?????
*Ward double agent reveal* Ooooooh! Shiiit. That’s so interesting!!
“This isn’t the framework this is hell” Jemma’s so pissed.
“Drones, Dwarves. Whatever.” Awww, Jemma’s heart just broke right there.
Are they stuck in the framework! Well shit!
*Fitz and Aida kiss* Ewwww. I mean it makes sense in this world because of course she’s using Fitz but ewww.
She replaced Jemma with herself. That’s not creepy at all.
“Daisy?” Aaaah! He remembers!
This place is messed up! Interesting, but messed up!
4x17
“I make my own soap now.” Bwhahahahahaha. That’s amazing.
Aww, Mack has his daughter. And she’s adorable. Oh no!
Ophelia? Oooh, she’s got her own name.
“I’d cross the universe for you.” Ewwww! Noooo. He literally crossed the universe for Jemma.
*Fitz and Aida make out* *Maggie screams and Steve shivers* But why is Fitz so hot in the framework though—Maggie *Steve nods*
“The soap made me do it.” Bwhahahahaha
*Mace reveal* Aaaaah! Mace! He’s all gruff now and an inhuman! He got everything that he ever wanted.
“And we’ll make our society great again.” Ewwwwwwwhewe!
This is so interesting! I’m really liking it!
*Mack and hope get taken by Hydra* that’s so awful! That is so disturbing!
Coulson is so nerdy, I love it.
“You’re Daisy Johnson. We’re agents of shield.” Mack remembers.
*Revealed that Mack doesn’t remember* No! Shit.
*Fitz kills Agnes* *sharp intake of breath, Steve stays silent for a very long time.*
*Mack joins Shield* Good job Mack.
“How do you feel?”-Maggie.
Steve quietly: “sick.”
4x18
I love how Mace is all scruffy and his suits all scratched.
Aaah, evil Fitz makes me sad.
*Jemma seeing Mack and Hope* Yeah, it’s an oh shit moment.
“Tell your old man all about it.” *Steve gasps* Oh no.
“I don’t know the kind of man I’d be without you father.” “That’s why I’m here.” Yep, to brainwash him.
TRIP!
*Brainwash room* Oh no! It’s the other kid too! No!
MACE! Noooo! Why would Aida do that. She’s so evil.
That’s so messed up.
*May used Terrigen on Daisy* Yes. Good job May. And hopefully it’ll heal her in the process.
4x19
Ha, Bakshi has a tv show.
Aww, mace is dead. He was a good man.
*Daisy quakes Aida out a window* *Steve laughs* That took her by surprise didn’t it.
“It’s like sipping poison...” Mmm, Fox News.
“You’re the new head of hydra” Yikes.
*Ward throws remote* Umm, you guys have limited remotes!
*Steve pauses show* I don’t like any of this. It’s interesting but I hurt inside. It hurts that Fitz is evil. Mace is dead. Agnes is dead. Radcliffe is in prison. May was evil. I’m sad.
Aww, Coulson all of a sudden became that paternal leader.
Wait, so she totally used Fitz in like every way. What a jerk.
Trips the best.
Sorry Ward. She wants to feel bad for you but she can’t.
So much Scottishness this season. I love it.
*Radcliffe yells at Alistar* yep, because you’re a worthless asshole ya jerk. Oof, he just throat punched Radcliffe.
Aww, Coulson is coming into his own.
“When this is over-“ Do I get Skye! “Do I get my Skye back?” Called it!
I liked that scene with Grant. It was the redemption that the other Ward didn’t deserve but this one did. It was nice. Also really well acted.
“Hydra giving alternative facts.” Ooooh, they’re calling them out. They are so not fans of Trump and it’s amazing.
*Coulson on the news* This is Shield’s please vote! Please vote.
That was amazing.
4x20
Yeah, I hate all of this.
This all hurts.
*Fitz talks to Radcliffe* Come on Radcliffe, please don’t betray us. Please.
*Jemma kills Alistair* Well, that’s not going to help us.
“I’m sure everything is fine.” It is not. Simmons killed Fitz’s dad.
I hate this. It’s fascinating and I hate it. She’s just made him mad. God, no.
*Trip saying goodbye* Awww, this hurts. He’s goneeee in our world. Whyyyyy.
Is Aida trying to build her spine *body being built on the other side* Ohhh. Damn.
*Coulson gets shot* SHIT
*Coulson wakes up* You’re going to have to fight a killer robot, Phil.
*May wakes up* Awww she did it! She followed him!!
*Radcliffe redeems himself* Yes! Radcliffe! Yes! Thank you!
*Fitz falls through* Thank God!
Thank you Radcliffe.
*Mack not coming with* Maggie, I really don’t like this.
Oh gosh, Fitz is so freaked out. They’re all so freaked out. Aaah, Aida!
*Aida and Fitz teleport* Well that was unexpected.
I feel really ill. Like, this hurts a lot. I hurt a lot.
It’s like The Red Wedding but drawn out over 4 episodes and I hurt.
4x21
Before the episode: I came into the framework so optimistic and it crushed me. Like I thought May was an avenger and then it was like hahaha pain.
Oh yeah! And then she teleported with Fitz. JERK!
Fitz really got screwed by the framework didn’t he.
*Coulson kills Robo Ivanov with a shield* WOAHHH!!! That was amazing! ...and disturbing.
*Coulson recounts what happened with Robbie Reyes* BWHAHAHAHAHA. It sounds so ridiculous when you recount it but it’s so amazing watching it.
Will she stop teleporting Fitz! He already feels sick!
Yeaaaah, giving Fitz his abuser back and replacing the woman he loves with yourself is not what would make him happy Aida!
“If he wanted to kill us he could just flood the place. Why is he stalling.” TO FLOOD THE PLACE, PHIL!
“I drank the bottle of Haig” “you piece of—“ *Steve can’t stop laughing*
*Mack almost drowning* Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. OH SHIT.
*Fitz and Aida rescuing mack* THANK GOD.
*Jemma shoots Aida* well, yeah.
*Jemma shoots Fitz* Love ya Fitz, sorry man.
“What do we do with Fitz?” Talk to him!!
“I’m just like Ward.” Oh ho, that hurts.
“There’s only room in my heart for her.” YES! Oh shit, Aida’s not happy.
OH SHIT!
NO DAVIS! DAVIS!
*Toddler starts crying IRL over a toy* Now imagine if we gave her powers.That’s what’s happening with Aida.
*Fitzsimmons pod scene* oww
*Yoyo plugs herself into the framwork* This is a mess.
*Aida throws bottle in anger* His vodka!
*Aida and Ivanov scene* Aaah! Inhuman robot sex. Oh. Nope. Murder.
*Robbie comes back* Welcome back buddy! SHIELD shit has hit the fan.
4x22
“How do we kill Aida?” Hell chains? I’m thinking hell chains.
*Robbie waiting for Shield* Hello, back from another dimension? No way, us too!
Well Radcliffe is screwed if the framework is falling apart.
“I’ll talk to him. He’ll remember me.” No he won’t Elena. Wish he would though.
*Robo!Daisy shoots Talbot* *Steve sits with his mouth open* NO!! I mean, he could be annoying but he was a good man! And he’s been around since season 1!
“There’s a pulse.” How? Yay! But how?
“Once you say you can’t stop me. Well—“ it’s like when you say you feel safe on Survivor and then get voted off the island.
*Daisy & Robbie team up* Boom bitches!! That was super cool!
Mack’s not going to leave until Hope de-materializes. And that sucks ass.
“Robot May was much more supportive.” HA! That’s amazing.
EVERYTHING’S A MESS AND EVERYONE IS HURT AND DIE AND PAIN AND OWW AND THINGS.
Maggie: “What?”
Steve: “You heard me.”
*Aida kills LMD!Jemma* WHAT! What the hell? I feel so sick. Oh thank god she’s an LMD! But I feel ill.
Eeeewwwww the kiss Aida gave Fitz on the cheek is so disturbing.
*Jemma shoots Aida* YES! AWESOME!
*Coulson ghost rider reveal* HOLY SHIT THAT’S AMAZING! I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER!
*Aida dies* Well that was awesome and terrible and poor everyone.
They really do a great job of making you feel sick don’t they.
*Mack and Hope scene*
Maggie: “you okay?”
Steve: *wipes away tear* no.
Wait, is there more to Coulson’s deal with the Ghost Rider?
“Gave me a glimpse of the life I could have here.” Oooh! Mack and Elena! She did almost die for him. They’re in love.
*Robbie having to leave* He and Daisy couldn’t like kiss before he left? No? Fine.
*Daisy speech to Fitz* someone hug him, please!
*Diner scene* Whaaaat?
We’re in space next season!!?? Whooo!!
They’re all so messed up after all of this. I feel messed up after all of this.
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The Trash Pizza Wasn’t Worth It
Summary:  After accidentally traumatizing Patton in a failed prank for his twin, Remus ends up getting into a fight and ends up in the hospital.
Word Count: 2912
Warnings: sympathetic Remus, sympathetic Deceit/Janus, fight mention, hospital, mention of medication, food mentions, injury mentions, tarantula, Remus has some intrusive thoughts, murder mentions due to those intrusive thoughts, cursing
Pairings: platonic sides, brotherly creativitwins
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@franthehorsegir I am so sorry this is a little bit late! 2020 ended the same way it went. But still, I hope you enjoy your @sanderssidesgiftxchange present! It was interesting coming up with ways to try and incorporate all your gift wishes and I hope I did it justice! Happy Holidays!
Pranks were a very common phenomenon around the house. The two main culprits were almost always the twins, each trying to one up the other’s last prank. Everyone has accidentally fallen victim to the twins’ pranks at least once a week. A bucket of soap water dumped on Virgil’s head. The Crofters being traded out for what Logan swears was bubblegum toothpaste flavored jello. Patton got hit with a full-on cake, though he got to eat the rest so it was mostly OK. One time, the twins teamed up on Janus and they have never felt more fear than watching Janus stare them in the eyes as he drank the coffee mixed with salt instead of sweetener, acting as if that were his normal drink. Safe to say the coffee was never a victim of the pranks again at least.
Occasionally, a twin would go too far though. Once Roman shaved off Remus’s mustache, while Remus was fast asleep on the couch. Remus was livid and refused to go anywhere until it grew back. Remus had once accidentally knocked Roman unconscious with his inflatable mace. The others were terrified that Roman was extremely hurt, but once he woke up, he was fine, thankfully. However, one prank mishap will live on as the ultimate disaster prank…
 ***
 “You are going to sit here and wait for RoRo and then jump at him, okay?” Remus whispered to the giant tarantula, currently housed in an empty Crofters jar.
He set the creature down as he replaced the current jar with the prank one. He made sure that it didn’t look suspicious before setting up the rest of the prank. Remus carefully lined a tripwire directly behind where he expected Roman to be. He hid a camera behind the toaster to record the entire incident. The icing on top was a special sticky slime that Remus set up to dump on Roman once he tripped over the wire.
Remus hid in the pantry, waiting for Roman to come down for his afternoon snack. If it had been Roman, or any of the others, the prank would have been fine. Logan and Virgil would be momentarily surprised but wouldn’t do much more than look startled. Janus would have hunted Remus down and stole his fake deodorants as punishment. But no…
A high-pitched scream shot through the house as the sound of glass shattered on the ground. Remus was rushing out of his hiding spot in time to see Patton trip over the wire, onto the broken glass. His eyes were locked on the tarantula and when it moved barely a hair, Patton was screaming again as he scrambled backwards, not aware of the glass. When the slime fell, that was it for Patton. He let out another scream as he scrambled to his feet, frantically trying to get the ‘spiders’ off of him as he ran out of the kitchen.
Remus could hear rushing footsteps and Patton screaming about the ‘creepy crawly death dealers’ in the kitchen. The chaotic rat knew he was about to get into major trouble, so he started cleaning up the kitchen, particularly going after the tarantula first. Once it was in a box to give to Virgil later, Remus started sweeping up the broken glass, thoughts about how dead he was running through his head.
Honestly, the five minutes it took Janus to come down to scold Remus seemed longer than normal scolding intervals. But Janus appeared, caped PJs and bowler sleep hat revealing the snake had been taking a nap when awoken to screams. And one thing with Janus was that no one was allowed to interrupt his nap time unless it was a true emergency. Remus gulped seeing the furious man storm into the kitchen.
Let’s just say that Janus wasn’t his usual suave, collected self when he is rudely awoken by screams.
“I will give you exactly ten seconds to explain why you terrified Patton with a shower of spiders.”
“It was one tarantula and slime! It was a prank for Roman but apparently Pat went in without me seeing him!”
“You damn idiot. We all agreed that anything spider related would not happen in this house. Patton is petrified of spiders, even Vee’s spider curtains set him off. And yet, with all the power of your mere quarter of a brain cell, you decided that it was an OK risk to bring a spider into this house and not have a contingency plan to keep Patton away from it? Remus, I knew you were stupid, but I didn’t realize you were able to lower my standards even more than they already were. Even if it were to be Roman, how would this have turned out any better? Answer me that, Remus. How?”
Remus hung his head. “I don’t know.’
“Exactly. All of us put up with your random weird ass bullshit everyday because we’re your friends, but there has always been a line between an OK thing and a very not OK thing. Sending someone into a panic attack through their phobia? Extremely not OK. You useless trash rat, what were you even thinking!? Probably nothing as that useless brain of yours has only one thought a month.”
“Pardon me,” Logan’s voice cut Janus off, “but can the two of you move out of the way? Patton requires the first aid kit.”
The two immediately stepped aside, letting Logan access the medicine cabinet. This new information added fuel to Janus’ eyes, and Remus couldn’t help but remember the coffee salt incident and now really wanted his twin here to bear some of the fury. He knew the second that he had realized Patton fell into his prank that he had messed up, bad, but Janus was going to make sure that Remus could never hear the word spider without remembering his fury.
Logan left with the first aid kit, focused on how he was going to get Patton to sit still long enough to get the glass out of his hands and bandage them while the other was still panicking about spiders. Not that he would have really had any sympathy for Remus as he faced Janus’ wrath. They had all agreed that even Halloween decoration spiders were off limits. And Remus went and broke that agreement? His own fault for angry, sleepy Janus.
“Out.”
Remus blinked. “What?”
“Get out. I don’t want you in line of sight right now.”
Remus didn’t even bother grabbing anything as he quickly left the house. It was supposed to be a funny prank on his brother, not a traumatizing experience for one of his best friends. He even passed by his favorite store to terrorize, not in the mood to evade employees to set all the alarms to go off or add random items to people’s carts and wait for them to discover the item.
Go jump in front of oncoming traffic. It’ll save everyone the trouble of having to deal with you.
Remus had already started to step off the curb before violently shaking his head. What did Logan call those? “Intrusive thoughts. They aren’t me. They can’t be me. Those are just unconscious thoughts that come out of nowhere. They do not indicate who I really am.”
But they are your thoughts and you’ve thought of how to murder each of them so that they won’t laugh at you behind your back anymore. You are just a screw up that is a burden on everyone. Your brother had to convince his friends to let you move in with them, and it was probably out of pity or guilt than love.
“Not true.” Remus muttered to himself as he walked aimlessly. “Even for things I wouldn’t otherwise know about, all of them still invite me. They all willingly choose to be in the same room as me, even when I am being more extra than normal. They get upset when I do something stupid. That was something stupid, so they are right to be mad. Not what you’re telling me, you stupid brain.”
Remus didn’t notice his feet carry him to the dumpster behind the nearby Dennys. He was too busy trying to rationalize the thoughts running through his head and weed out Häagen-Dazs Distortions or whatever Logan called them along with his normal intrusive thoughts. Remus barely noticed climbing into the dumpster, but he settled down in the corner before curling up, filled with the rare instance of self-hatred.
He did eventually pull himself out of his thoughts long enough to text his brother’s old friend that he was in their dumpster again and not to panic if someone came to toss trash. It spoke multitudes to the amount of times Remus did this that the only response that he received was a single letter k.
What if you just poison Janus? Then you won’t have to suffer his wrath once you go home.
“Shut up, brain.”
Poison Janus and stuff Patton into a coffin!
“NO!”
Pretty sure if you sneak up on Virgil, you could get him to choke to death as well. Just need to figure out a way to get rid of Logan and Roman and you’ll be free.
“Stooooop” Remus covered his ears, as if that would block out
Janus said you were stupider than he thought, so why not show him how intelligent you can be by murdering all your friends and family and getting away with it?!?
Tears were filling Remus’ eyes as he desperately tried to clear his head. He accepted that these weren’t his thoughts, that they were just intrusive thoughts. He tried all the tricks he normally did that helped, but nothing was working. He even tried moving onto something else to distract him like eating left over pizza he found in the trash.
At least, until something opened the dumpster. In popped a beady-eyed creature in search of food. Remus growled at it, looking for a way to distract himself. Instead of being startled, the creature hissed back. The creature had spent the day running from human toddlers who wanted to do things the creature was uncertain of. It had spent the day dodging cars and animal control. It wasn’t about to let this weirdo stop it from enjoying tossed out hamburgers and pancakes. And if the weirdo was going to fight the creature, well, the creature wasn’t going to give up without a fight.
 ***
 Logan tightened his hands around the steering wheel as he waited impatiently for the light to turn. Janus sat next to him in the front seat, fiddling with his phone, hoping that there wouldn’t be a second call with worse news. In the middle of the van sat Patton and Roman. They were trying to distract themselves by planning the fun activities they could do after everything settled down. In the very back of the van sat Virgil, who’s anxiety and nervous tappings of various limbs magnified the worry that was probably spilling from the van.
Janus wondered if he hadn’t been so mad at being woken up by a hurt and terrified Patton due to an accidental misfire of a prank, would they have gotten that call? What had happened anyway? If they were going to get any call about Remus, it should have been from the local grocery store, banning him for the third time this month (though they always welcomed him back in because he was amusing and took on rude and self-centered costumers so that employees didn’t have to).
“He’ll be alright.” Logan stated, cutting through the worry. “It is Remus we are talking about.”
“Save it, Specs.” Roman muttered. “Until we see how bad off he is, nothing you can say will make things better.”
“Did-did they say what happened, Janus?” Patton asked, softly.
“No, all the hospital said was that he was admitted with several injuries and that I was the first listed emergency contact in his phone.”
“Well, I suppose you would be as your name comes first alphabetically.” Logan mused.
“Of course Wine Mom would be all of our emergency contact.” Virgil commented sarcastically.
“Excuse you, but Logan is mine. I wouldn’t trust the rest of you misfits to actually do anything productive if anyone contacted you all.” Janus spat back, glad for the momentary distraction.
“Fair.”
“You got me there.”
“True, but why you gotta call us out like this?”
There was a small chuckle that passed through the van, but almost as if some invisible barrier ripped the sound from the van, the mood soured as they entered the hospital parking lot. It took Logan a few minutes to find a parking spot and that managed to ramp up the tension and apprehension among the group, terrified of what they would find.
“Pat, you sure you can face Remus right now? I think we’d all understand if you decided to just sit outside the door and wait to hear how he is.” Janus asked, softly.
“No, no, I get that it was an accident. We’ve all walked into one of the twins’ pranks by accident. Accidents happen and I also want to see that he’ll be OK.” Patton answered before admitting, “though, I will need everyone else to open the Crofters jar for at least a month in case there is another giant creepy crawly death dealer in one of them…”
So, with that, the group went into the hospital. Janus went and talked to a nurse who directed him to the room Remus was in. Upon hearing the room number, Janus instantly asked if he had asked to be placed there, which made the nurse laugh. So, with that, the group headed up to room 6969.
“POOPY!”
“Sounds like he’s alive at least.” Roman commented.
A nurse came out of the room, shaking her head. She looked over the group before peeking back into the room and telling the occupant that he had company. The group shared a worried look before filing into the room.
Remus sat in a hospital bed with scratches and gaze all over him. His arm was in a sling, his foot in a cast, and a couple sets of stitches were hidden behind gaze or the hospital gown he was wearing. Despite this, Remus was cackling and being his odd self, so the group let out a collective breath, relieved to see he was alright, for the most part.
“How are you feeling, Ree?” Roman asked, moving over to his twin.
“Mhhhh, like cotton candy sprayed with mist.”
“So, that’s what? Like a 3 on the Remus scale?” Virgil asked.
“I would guess a bit higher but also toned done by medication.” Logan answered. “He would not use a nice analogy like that unless he were sort of out of it.”
“What happened, Remus? Did someone try to mug you or something?” Janus asked.
“Yup, and the racoon won both the fight and my trash-pizza.”
The group froze, staring at the chaotic man before Patton finally asked. “You lost a fight to… a racoon?”
“Yuuuuuuuuup.”
“Remus,” Roman sighed. “You are such an idiot. Don’t do something like this again. You scared all of us to death.”
The hurt one instantly froze, his eyes shooting onto Patton, as he remembered the fact he really scared one of his friends. “Oh, shit. Patty, I’m so sorry for what happened earlier! It was an accident! I was trying to get RoRo BroBro, not you.”
Patton moved over and set a comforting hand on Remus’ unhurt arm. “It’s OK, I know it was. You don’t need to beat yourself up over it.”
“Remus, did you seriously lose a tooth to a racoon!?!”
 ***
 The hospital released Remus a bit later, informing him (and more importantly Logan and Janus) about follow ups and care info. The group then dragged Remus to their van before picking up some (not trash) pizza and heading home. Patton tried to join in on pampering Remus, but their friends stopped him and basically forced the happy pappy Patton on the couch next to Remus, reminding him that he was also hurt and on the pampering list. So, instead Patton curled up and cuddled Remus while the other four went around prepping snacks, movies, games, and whatever else they could scrounge up to make sure the chaotic rat and pun-tastic father-figure were entertained.
Soon enough, Remus was surrounded by the group of people he considered his family (brother, what brother? Remus obviously doesn’t have a twin brother named Roman. That’s just his friend Wroammin). They weren’t going to let Remus live down the fact he lost a fight to a racoon, but how could he stop them making fun of it? It was hilarious and even more, they were checking on him every hour to make sure he was alright and comfortable, so they deserved a good laugh.
And if Remus’ brain tried to throw a couple intrusive thoughts at him, they didn’t stand a chance against the love surrounding Remus. Those weren’t his thoughts because his thoughts were focused on listening to Roman and Virgil argue about Disney meanings, cuddling Patton and waiting for Logan and Janus to return from the kitchen with drinks for everyone. How could disturbing thoughts harm him when he was feeling loved despite all of his failings?
“Remus, Thomas just texted me saying you were in their dumpster earlier. Did you really lose a fight with a racoon behind the Dennys?”
“Yuuuuuuuuuuuup.”
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x Undertale | Zirius in Different AUs
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Mafiatale 👥🧤
x Zirius wouldn’t be Mettaton’s official lady but rather his right hand lady that deals with his “night” work. She still owns her club and conducts her own sperate business work, but when Mettaton calls for her she’s there. She’s more on the aggressive side and calls the player “sweetheart” out of spite. Her style changes form 70s disco to 1920′s old Hollywood. She always carries a mace with her. Secretly Mtt and her are together and have nearly been caught being a little too snuggly.
Underswap 🌟💿
x Zirius switches with Mettaton (And he switches with her, my friend told me he step in and swap with Nap just to keep things neat). She’s become so arrogant  and only sees her dreams as the her main priority. Her personality is more so all the negative aspects of normal Mtt. She is a giant simp for Mtt though and every time she has a show she finds a way to bring him out even if it means him just waving at her and leaving. She’s not a megastar like Mtt is but shes a up and coming.
OuterTale 🌌🌠
x Zirius never left space and is a lost nova trying to find home. She creates music and plays out loud in hopes of getting a response from anyone to help guide her. She met Mtt due to his shows by accidently picking up his signal, they talk almost every night and Zirius gets to live broadcast her music with his fans. Mtt wants to explore the farther depths of space to find Zirius and bring her to where he is. They never meet.
UnderFell /MafiaFell 👿👥🧤
x Zirius is Mtt lucky lady but they fight over the smallest things. Zirius accent is changed to a heavy southern one and she wears more business casual clothing. She isn’t a DJ but a music producer who cons young artist into selling their SOULS to her to keep her alive. She wants to take over the kingdom but Mtt tells her its pointless because the monsters will never accept her like they would accept him. But they do love each other and if you pick a fight with one you pick a fight with both. No one lands a hand on Mtt’s lady.
InkTale 🎨🖌️
x Alphas created Zirius when she hears of the love between Zirius and Mtt in another world and thinks it be fun to play match maker (with two ocs). When Zirius is fully brought to life she’s actually self aware and she has broken memories of other worlds. She wasn’t just a constant nova for one world, her memories were scattered through every timeline. She is Mtt muse. 
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