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braincoins · 4 years

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Castlevania 3 Liveblog

I dumped all of this on @toxicure because they were asleep and then I decided to dump it all on all of you.

Minor spoilers occasionally, but most of it is out of context babbling.

and now to make cryptic non spoilery comments while you sleep

such as:

Awww

and

Oh, I was wondering about THAT. WELL THEN.

oh, someone's done well for themselves

I'm glad to see Treffy's friends continue to treat him ...well. >_>

and that Treffy continues to be a stranger to soap and water

"scribal skills" I'ma put that on my business cards

oh he gets a THE now

Fancy fancy

OH THAT'S A MEME IMAGE

never ever thought I'd say this but I agree with Trevor

also, so many people this season who are like, "I have no name. Call me The ___"

maybe THAT'S where the "the" came from!

oh that explains Mr. Freaky Eyes then

I LOVE HER

LOVE HER

"you saw that I have a knife, right?" Oooooh someone getting snarky

y'know, for a show that's so blatant about murder and gore and violence, they're SUPER squeamish about any sort of nudity

wait that might've been a sliver of penis! QUICK GET THE BELMONTS HERE STAT!

oh, yeah, nevermind, they're getting less squeamish about it all the time

OMG THEY FOUND THEM

lesbians

is... is that one dude masturbating?

oh no it's just crazy rocking okay nevermnind

wait shit I'm starting to agree with Crazy McFuckoEyes

In this episode we find out Trevor is not stealthy

AND SYPHA IS FUCKING AMAZING but we knew that but SERIOUSLY I LOVE HER

well. talk about being a slave to fashion

Isaac would be one hell of a Pokemon Master.

Like no one ever was.

Remind me never to put my elbows on the table or use the wrong fork. o.O

I really really really wish Alucard were here for this moment. xD

Oh, well, at least SOMEONE walked in on this self-pitying monologue

also, no surprise it was HER idea because she's awesome

what a leaden town [ba-dum TISH!]

no but seriously are they gonna try to turn it into gold?

Sypha is ENJOYING this

i love her SO MUCH my heart's gonna explode

I can't wait to see the Ifso Factso of this

OMG HE'S TOTALLY ADOPTED THEM

[snerk] wow, whipped and he KNOWS it

and speaking of whipped men...

aaaaaaand someone's just developed a BDSM kink

oh well there's where the effects budget went

the cows are like 'dude you took SO MANY SHROOMS'

Oh, and in case you forgot, Warren Ellis thinks Christianity should Aria of Swallow His Dick

omg they're a mood

also can I just say that I support guys wearing crop tops?

OMG STOP TOYING WITH MY HEART WARREN ELLIS

BELNADES AND BELMONT

also. ALSO. I want to know what Jason Isaacs thought when he was given THAT LINE.

"Okay, okay, we want you to say this the same way you'd say 'MUGGLES' or 'MUDBLOODS' or..." "Look, I did movies other than those ones. You know that, right?" "Yeah, yeah, sure whatever, just say it like MUDBLOODS." "Ugh." "YES, LIKE THAT!"

Oh no, no, no, hon. You haven't just felt useless. You've been useless.

Useless, but hot [fans self]

uh oh. See, I knew not to like that dude.

OKAY THAT IS FUCKTASTIC.

Castlevangelion?!

I SWEAR TO SYPHA IF THEY HURT HIM....

[snort] Dude is not used to being helped; Treffy is not used to helping people, it's awkward for everyone involved here.

TREFFY IS A CAT PERSON CONFIRMED

SERIOUSLY.

You thought TREVOR was the main character of "Castlevania"?

Trevor Belmont, last son of the House of Belmont: I am the main character. Sypha Belnades: [clears throat] Trevor: What? I am. Sypha: [gives him a Look (TM)] Remember that sex you were hoping to have? Trevor: No, no, you're right, she's right, Sypha's the main character. Sypha: Good brain-damaged servant. ^_^ You can have a beer now. Trevor: Thank God. Sypha: And after the beer, you can go punch some monks. Trevor: YESSSSSSSSS. And, uh... after the beer and monk-punching? [hopeful grin] Sypha: [looks him up and down] After the beer, the monk-punching, and a BATH. Trevor: Absolutely.

"I'm... I'm pretty?" This is a man who has never looked in a mirror.

Look, in Castlevania-land you're either pretty or you're some sort of horrible freak, man-wise. That's really the only two options.

You're Dracula or you're Godbrand. That's it.

omg he's pretty AND stupid

Okay I think the main message of s3 is "Men are stupid and need women to set them straight. Just be careful what KIND of woman you're obeying totally and entirely." I might be reading into things a bit. I mean, there's also... y'know... the entire rest of the plot.

wow that random guard dude has NO sword discipline whatsoever. Just waving a sword around like that? You'll take someone's knees off! Probably the guard dude in front of you!

the FUCK was that shot? It looked like we had claymation from a British kids' show for a second there

omg how are you THIS DUMB

does... does he wear a nightgown?

loosely laced like that, too?

damn, you little slut fodder for fanartists says what?

oh no. oh NO.

oh MY.

I LITERALLY JUST CHOKED ON MY COCOA

holy hell where'd she get those tits from? She must've been binding like HELL. HOW COULD YOU BREATHE?!?!?!

we're hopping between 4 different scenes: 2 are violence and 2 are sex. And I just KNOW that Pengy's gonna wake up and come out during a sex bit. I JUST KNOW IT

okay that's... that's like Katamari Hellmacy I guess 'cause What the FUQ

IT'S RAININ' MEN!

SING IT, ISAAC

Okay, look. We get to see all THIS sex, but we didn't get to see the one we REALLY WANTED? Like. Mr. Ellis. My Dude.

you're immortal and you never, in all that time, learned any combat skills? Not even in self-defense?

Isaac still leading the way in Forgemaster Fashion tho

does that thing have an eye in its crotch? Eye vagina. Vag-eye-na

OH FUCK YES LOOKIT MY BABE GO

the weird super smoothed-out combat animation is trippy tho

I have a THEORY there but I left it out 'cause I'm trying to keep the spoilers to a minimum

OH NO! THE MAD STRAWBERRY LORD TRIUMPHS?!?!?

OR NOT!!

I KNEW IT

oh no oh no I KNEW it

[has to actually clap hand over mouth so as not to wake husband]

you know... on one hand, if I'D been running this show, I'd've made that the last shot of the season because I'm an evil bitch. on the other hand, THANK SYPHA THAT IS NOT THE LAST SHOT OF THE SHOW

HELL YES THAT PIECE OF DIALOGUE

the fuck

WHERE DID YOU SEND THAT KID?! O_O

LEVEL UP! NEW SPELL UNLOCK!

DRAMATIC ORGAN MUSIC SAYS YOU'RE FUCKED?!?!?!

omg

will you two just go home and fuck Alucard already?

apparently everyone who dies goes to Hell.

Just. Just straight up.

ok but seriously dude the kid's okay?

OMG YOU FUCKER

good Treffy smart Treffy

[snerk] Carmilla and the lesbians like "TMI TMI TMI"

oh no honey you're not a SLAVE, you're a PET.

That's SO MUCH BETTER

and... wow. Okay. So. Yeah. Honoring our families again, I see. Yay.

THE END.

#Castlevania s3 #Lite Spoilers #Mostly if you already know what the fuck is going on

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recentanimenews · 5 years

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Shield Hero Fans Rejoice As Naofumi FINALLY Gets to Upgrade His Party!

Come one, come all, for it's that time you've been waiting for every week: Shield Hero time! If you haven't watched this week's episode of The Rising of the Shield Hero, please shield your eyes from these spoilers!

**SPOILERS AHEAD**

Naofumi, Raphtalia and Filo kick off this episode by arriving at the newly changed the Four Heroes Church; not only does it have a spiffy new crest that includes the mighty Shield, but now the BEST TEAM can finally upgrade their classes! It was about time, really! But... something's up. Raphtalia and Filo were unable to choose their preferred class. What's going on here?

Yes, they were succesfully able to upgrade the classes, but they couldn't choose the one they wanted. That's kind of a buzzkill after FINALLY being able to upgrade! According to our fierce Queen, some special items can affect the whole class upgrade process, locking them into specific classes, even if it's not the class they wanted. For Filo, that probably means that cute cowlick she got from Fitoria.

When the Queen heard the name "Fitoria", her eyes shone like stars! Could it be... she also loves Filolials like Melty? YUP! They both share an inmense love for our adorable feathered friends! Melty told her awestruck mom the details about Fitoria: her size, to her feathers, and even that she rode Fitoria in her majestic bird form. I hope Fitoria is ready for a visit from another member of the Royal Family!

But enough of that, why did the Queen suddenly call them over to the castle? Remember that celebration they talked about, but Naofumi wouldn't go to it? It's happening on that very night. A disgruntled Naofumi complains, but the party is all but a front; there's something important that the Queen has to tell all four Heroes. What could it possibly be?

Our team has no choice but to get ready for these... "festivities". But not before Naofumi plants a new seed of worry! He apologized for the whole class upgrade fiasco; he just wanted them to choose their upgrades freely so they'd be okay after he's gone. After he's..."gone"? That's definitely not what Raphtalia and Filo want! What's going to happen when that time comes? Hopefully this party will be actually be fun so they can ease their worries about what he said. And hopefully this "party" will be as painless as possible for Naofumi... one can only hope!

Melty rejoins the BEST TEAM for the duration of the party, YAY! Naofumi's off with the other Heroes for their vital discussion with the Queen... but wait, who's that?!

Oh dear... It seems like the disgraced ex-princess is up to no good! No worries, though, Melty's on the case!

As if that twist wasn't enough, a drunkard has made his way to the table and has chosen to be a total pig towards Raphtalia. Seriously, CAN YOU NOT?! He made himself known as one of Itsuki's cronies, and he declared that as long as they have him, they don't need any OTHER heroes. Is this guy for real? He's not making any friends at this party, that's for sure!

To make matters worse, this guy made the terrible mistake of calling the Shield Hero a coward. Raphtalia has had ENOUGH, and now she's ready to throw down! I guess that's one way of spicing up the party.

With all the commotion going on... oh look, it's the disgraced ex-princess skulking about in the food prep area. Of course she'd try to have her revenge by trying to poison the Shield Hero team. NOT TODAY! Unfortunately for her, she got caught red-handed by the great Melty!

MEANWHILE, the four Cardinal Heroes are once again reunited, and... yeah, it doesn't look like they're BFFs yet. Naofumi once again reflects on Fitoria's words, and decides that it's time to clear the air with them so the Waves will be easier to take care of. The Queen starts the conversation with wanting to make it up to the Heroes after that whole ugly situation with the Three Heroes Church. With the Cal Mira Archipelago activating soon, she wants them to reap the most benefits as they possibly can with the boosted XP they can all earn. Time for a leveling party!

Naofumi had no idea this was a thing, and he gets mocked for it by the Idio-, I mean, the Spear Hero.

Before they can get further into their discussion, word of Bitch's poisoning attempt reaches the Queen. Of course, the Spear Hero is quick to defend her, but what can ya do with someone who refuses to acknowledge what's going on and change for the better?

But enough about her, let's get to the heart of the discussion!

The Queen finally lays out in the open that the constant infighting between Heroes has prevented them from leveling up as necessary to take care of the Waves. They wasted so much time bickering that they forgot what was truly important! The extra boost that they'll get in Cal Mira will fix that (what are the chances of THAT timing?), but they all need to play nice and exchange information to work and fight together as one.

Of course, the three freakin' Stooges (Sword, Spear and Bow) object to that! What the heck...they haven't learned anything, have they? Looks like they need a wake-up call.

If the three Hero Stooges don't cooperate, it could very well be the end for them; they'll pay with their lives! Y'all remember how easily they lost the battle at the last Wave while Naofumi had to carry their butts to survival? Well, there's the possibility they wouldn't live through the next one. They ALL need to rally up to take on the Waves, otherwise, not only will they likely die, but the world will pay for their negligence to team up properly.

Alright, so they finally decide to talk, but their first questions is where Naofumi got the "cheat shield" from... Dear LORD, nevermind, just tape their mouths shut so they never speak again!! All of this has been a culmunation of Naofumi's hard work, but they still called it a "cheat" item. Can you believe these guys?!

The other Heroes begin to relay what they know, like how to copy weapons, to easy crafting and even teleportation. This is something that Naofumi didn't even know; no one bothered to tell him about any of this!

"I'll tell you the secret to growing stronger," says the Bow Hero. Okay, let's hear it! It's all about weapon rarity? But the Sword Hero notes that's a lie, and it's more about proficiency. Yet, apparently that's not right either? The Spear Hero says that it's actually about refinement and stats. These... are all different answers. And their help screens differ in information too! So it's apparent that each hero is working on a different system the second they were transported to this world. Will this info actually help out Naofumi? What a mess...

Bickering and fighting went on both in this meeting and in the party as well! Are folks able to come together to try and conquer the threats that the world is facing? From the looks of it, it's a lost cause!

Thinking on all the different ways the other Heroes detailed on how they got around in this world, Naofumi reflected that maybe they weren't lying about it after all. And as soon as he thought that, the option to copy a wepon was unlocked for him! What luck! Time to go raid some shields at the shop! But one thing to remember: it looks like Naofumi's system is dependant on hearing details about how one does a particular skill, like the weapon copy.

Aww yeaahh, now the BEST TEAM is ready to level up lots in Cal Mira! Before they get to that, Raphtalia requests an important pit stop.

The remnants of Raphtalia's village lay bare for all to see, but the most touching act is that the remaining villagers buried the recovered bodies of their loved ones, including Rifana, to welcome them back home and ease their spirits to rest. It would be wonderful if this village could go back to how it used to be: happy and full of hopes and dreams.

In the midst of wondering whether he could do more to help, Naofumi runs into a random traveler asking about a village. Could this be a potential new member to the BEST TEAM?

It's time to march on, but Raphtalia can't help but worry about how all of this will end. Will they conquer the Waves? Will Naofumi forever disappear when all of this is over? There's no way she'll let that happen! But Naofumi mentions that there's no way that he'll leave them behind, especially not with the other three Idiot Heroes around! But how much of that is the truth? Naofumi at some point has to go home to Japan, right?

Our team finally make it to the pier, where there's only one ship at the dock ready to depart. OF COURSE, all the other Heroes took all the available rooms, leaving none for Naofumi and his crew... They sure love to hold grudges! Now Naofumi has to share a room with...

Hey, it's that guy Naofumi met at Raphtalia's village! What are the chances of that? Will this guy be a friend or foe? Will he side with the other Three Hero Stooges or will he be a valuable ally to the Shield Hero Team? And how many levels will they all gain in Cal Mira? You'll have to wait until next week's episode to find that out!

But now's the best part of the week... YOUR reactions! Let's check out how y'all liked this week's Shield Hero episode:

Just watched episode 22 of #ShieldHero. Good episode. Glad to see the four heroes beginning to share information, although they seem to have different mechanics. Kinda sad Melty will be staying at the capital, but it makes sense as to why. I want to know what class Filo is now...

— CascadeHope (@CascadeHope) June 5, 2019

Naofumi is much better than the other Shield Hero pic.twitter.com/dBHg1wyevj

— Juan ???????? ❤ ???????? (@jc_the_pony) June 5, 2019

From The Queens Childish side of her liking Filolials like her daughter was Adorable. And the long awaited reveal of the the Red haired character wielding a Scythe we saw in the anime's opening 2. Episode 22 was nice and light hearted ????????#shieldhero pic.twitter.com/OAxRK0NLNJ

— Sovik Pan???? (@sovikpan48) June 5, 2019

Today is a good day, because both Senko San and Shield Hero come out today! Wednesdays are always amazing now <3 pic.twitter.com/7KYfh0eJFs

— Pat || PlayerTwo ???? (@owTreyalP) June 5, 2019

The Rising Of The Shield Hero Episode 22 (Review) Did We Just Meet Two New Team Members!? XP Island!https://t.co/TdEQKOCqu3#TheRisingoftheShieldHero Was pretty fun and good at points this week, i kinda wish they tell us more about his skills, Etc pic.twitter.com/qCKNeAlpUF

— The Anime G (@TheAnimeG_) June 5, 2019

People choose shield just because of rise of a shield hero https://t.co/dr75ZGfWhg

— Lamix (@Lamix_0) June 5, 2019

When will these people learn to not bad mouth Naofumi in front of Raphtalia ???????????? #shieldhero pic.twitter.com/ukgmuOpWvk

— Chandler Ingram (@Chandler_Ingram) June 5, 2019

One door closes as another opens. Great transition between arcs. Glad they kept Raphtalia paying respects to her village. Now it's time to get tropical with the Cal Mira Islands ???????? #shieldhero pic.twitter.com/Nh8Y8cZUig

— Chandler Ingram (@Chandler_Ingram) June 5, 2019

L'Arc and Therese hype!! ???????? Anime nailed their designs so well #shieldhero pic.twitter.com/HMsAPQiTBc

— Chandler Ingram (@Chandler_Ingram) June 5, 2019

Literally less than one minute appearance in Shield Hero and already in love with this redhead ???????????? pic.twitter.com/40bk7NFCRh

— ???? Έτσι είναι η ζωή ???? (@Hoejabixx) June 5, 2019

rising of the shield hero :)) pic.twitter.com/oh48YbJTzn

— Ernest Rafael (@InfiniteBlnk) June 5, 2019

@ShieldHeroEN Even though the Queen has to be serious at the most crucial times, even she can have her inner fangirl moments when it comes to the Filolial Queen. ???????????? #shieldhero pic.twitter.com/xnTLW0EOk7

— Urzu 38 - ????????FFVII: R TEASER TRAILER???????? (@SlvrIceDrgn1981) June 5, 2019

I’m ready for the new episode of Shield Hero pic.twitter.com/xtiAJXrMiq

— Anime Anonymous (@AnimeAnonymous) June 5, 2019

New key characters in today’s episode of The Rising Of The Shield Hero pic.twitter.com/3Q5Y8yTqDi

— Austin-Sensei (@LordOfOppai) June 5, 2019

Give some love to the official Shield Hero Twitter and Facebook fan page where you can discuss the latest episode with fans every week!

Watch The Rising of the Shield Hero on Crunchyroll

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angelaiswriting · 6 years

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The Truth | Vladimir Ranskahov x reader

[couldn’t find anything i liked, so here i am again with my banners, yay! haha]

✎ Pairing: Vladimir Ranskahov x reader

✎ Requested by @mmpmaple : Could you do a fluffy thing with Vladimir? Sort of an AU where he made it out with daredevil and recovers at the readers home. They sometimes butt heads because lets face it he is stubborn! It is not the Russian way to listen to some 'little girl' that is friends with the man in the black mask.

✎ Requested by Anonymous: Could you please do something with vladimir, I was so upset that he sacrificed himself just when I started to love him even more. please, please,please, write an au where he lives and falls in love with the reader who looks after him since claire definitely won't stitch him back up and matt can't reveal where he lives. <3

✎ A/N: fluff can be found only if you squint real hard, I fear haha I’m really sorry, I did my best. I’ve also just re-read your requests and I feel like I unintentionally detatched myself a little from them, but also that there’s more that could be added to this story, so I could maybe try a part two? Who knows (you do! Let me know). I apologize for the stupid title, but my mind was completely blank haha

✎ A/N 2: also, my dudes. My dudes. I’ve never read the comics (my brain can’t read them), so all I know is what I see on the show. But. But. This is no AU until I see his damn dead body. I’ve seen too many shows and movies to believe a death just because we hear rifles shooting. <3

✎ Warnings: probably the stupidest thing you’ve ever read. Mentions of nudity and masturbation (it’s Vlad after all haha)

Word-count: 3,498

Vladimir Borisovich Ranskahov is anything but sweet. He is strong angles and large shoulders and calloused hands and scarred face. His fingers are made to hold a gun, his body has seen too much, his mind has endured too much. But as he kisses her, all Y/N can think about are his soft lips—chapped but still tender—against hers and his tongue brushing against hers as if she was the most fragile thing.

None of them know how they got to this point. They head-butt like the champions of the discipline, they argue and bicker like kids, and when they fight, they spit venom. But with his hand behind her neck, his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, time stops and all they can do is stare into each other’s eyes.

But then she moves, not so much accidentally elbowing his ribs, and he pulls away with a groan. And before they know it, they’re bickering again. She says he should be resting, he argues he’s not a pussy, she retorts he’d be dead without her so he’d better do as she says, and he ends up stomping away towards her bedroom and slams the door closed.

Sometimes she doesn’t know what to do to get out of that situation, other times she doesn’t want to get out of that situation. Sometimes she’d kill him herself, other times she’d beg him to smash her head into the wall so that she doesn’t have to stand him a minute longer. All in all, though, she enjoys his brooding company. It gives her something else to focus on to distract herself from the fact that she’s lying to her friend, hiding a supposedly dead criminal like that.

This time, though, is one of those times where she wonders why in the fucking hell she’s befriended a Ranskahov and how she’s managed to convince herself to stitch him up. She’s come home from work less than half an hour ago and she already feels like screaming and tearing the whole apartment down, smashing the TV screen with her fist just to see it bleed, just to focus on something else that’s not her guest. And suddenly, Vladimir’s sweetness has flown out of the window and it’s like it never existed.

It’s already as hard as it is, working with her stupid colleagues and trying to have a decent relationship with her friends. She really doesn’t need that stupid Russian dick throwing a tantrum because the vodka she brought home is not the one he wanted.

As if he gives a fuck about what she wants.

For starters, she wants to sleep in her bed—she’s tired of that old couch breaking her back in half. Then, she’d like to wake up to a smoking cup of coffee waiting for her on the kitchen island next to a plate of scrambled eggs and grilled tomatoes.

But then her altruistic side comes out like the ultimate bitch it is and she’s ready to kick her own ass. Vladimir has lost everything, she tells herself. He’s lost his brother, his business, his friends. He’s injured and still recovering and his body is littered in bruises. And he’s a good person when he wakes up on the right side of the bed—or literally when God, Jesus Christ and the whole lot of saints decide to give her a day off, just to recharge a little before another nightmarish day spent babysitting a moron starts.

And so she never says a word, not even now as she slams the oven shut as she takes out the pizzas she bought coming home. She tries not to think about what comes next because she knows he’s going to complain about her choice of dinner. She just knows it, it’s something she feels from deep inside, something she cannot shake off her shoulders.

When she yells Vladimir’s name, adding a curse as she does so, she’s as ready to start the night as she would be if she were in front of death. It takes him a while to get out of her room and reach her in the living room to sit in front of the TV, where she’s put the plates and glasses on the little coffee table. She always jokes about how he always jacks off and she mock-complains about how she doesn’t want to find his jizz on her bedsheets when she has to do the laundry (she’d never admit, though, that she’d like it somewhere else). And he always grunts in response, half in English and half in Russian and he grabs his dick from above his pants just to make fun of her. Just as he does now.

“Behave,” she simply says, side-eyeing him and scoffing when she sees he’s only wearing his lounge pants, his bandages on display, and she crosses her legs and takes a slice of her pizza.

It’s not the best. She prefers it when pizza isn’t out of a freezer in a convenience store, but she really doesn’t want to buy pizza for him. She hopes he figures out what she’s trying to tell him, but he never does and he probably never will. Probably—just probably, though—she doesn’t want him to catch up and she’s happy with how things are. After all, it’s nice to come back home to someone, to have someone to spend the evening before they both go to bed.

She’s not saying it out loud, though. Not now and not ever, let alone to him. And even if he clearly likes her and lets it on in every way he can, she’s not ready to admit that she likes him back. He’s a Ranskahov, after all, and that means he’s the bad guy and she promised her mom she wouldn’t end up with the bad guy as she did before being dumped with a kid in her womb. And so she keeps her mouth shut and her hands to herself and she stares at the TV like it’s the most interesting thing in the world.

And the night is calm and they’re both quiet.

Inside her head, she still hears King and that ‘when the night has come, and the land is dark, and the moon is the only light we’ll see’ of his and she tries her best not to giggle—somehow, Vlad loves this song and he has it on loop when he’s in the shower. And when she walks past the door to do her things, she can even hear him hum it and she snickers because she’s never thought of him as the type that would like ‘Stand By Me’.

“What are you laughing at?” he growls, brooding as he bites his pizza.

She casually points at the screen and shrugs. “It’s fun,” she shrugs again, “this show.”

“He’s eating her out. That’s not fun,” he points out. He’s no fan of Sons of Anarchy, but she doesn’t care—she’s the one paying for Netflix, so he’ll have to behave if he doesn’t want to see some cheesy shit.

“Didn’t know sex was a chore,” she says and chugs a gulp of water. “But thanks for enlightening me, buddy. I’ll bring you in next time I fuck someone, you’ll be able to stop me from chuckling.”

She clearly sees him clench his jaw and they both resolve that silence is better than bickering again.

“How’s pizza?” she asks after a while. She doesn’t like his silences because she never knows what he’s thinking about and she doesn’t like that idea.

“It’s shit. You could’ve stopped by some pizza joint.”

She doesn’t answer: she just shrugs her shoulders and keeps silent. Vladimir is right, but the thing she bought is still acceptable and it’s cheaper than the one he wants. She doesn’t swim in money and his vodka and cigarettes are the most expensive things she’s bought after that sexy set of lingerie she bought online when she was drunk.

But then, after the third episode, someone knocks at the door and they both turn to stare at each other, frozen on the spot. Vlad grabs his gun and he’s ready to unlock whatever security thing he has to unlock to make fire—she really doesn’t know and she doesn’t even want to know—and she’s quick to grab his arm, shaking her head no.

They don’t say a word, they hardly even breathe because it could be anyone—from a drunkard to the old lady from down the corridor to the police. To even Fisk’s men, even if Y/N barely knows who Fisk is: she’s always watching Netflix and doesn’t read newspapers.

“Y/N, it’s me.”

It’s Matt’s voice and they both freeze: her, because she really doesn’t want her friend to find her with a not-so-dead criminal on her couch, and him, because that’s clearly the masked guy’s voice and he fears he’s come for him.

“Coming!” she calls, sprinting to her feet and dragging Vlad with her before pushing him towards the bedroom. “Let me get dressed, I’m not presentable!” She shoves her guest into the room and pushes him into the en-suite bathroom, the one she rarely uses these days. “Shit,” she mutters under her breath. “Don’t make a sound or I’m cutting your dick off and it’s not gonna be like in The Package, I’m not giving it to the docs!” she hisses, taking the gun and hiding it under the sink.

When she runs back and opens the door, though, she’s not thinking about Vladimir anymore. Matt is all beaten up and his lip is split. She knows about his ‘night shift’, of course, she’s a nosy bitch after all, just as she knows about what happened between him and the half-naked Russian in her bathroom.

“What happened?” she asks, closing her door. She’s not even concerned, not anymore at least. She’s seen him bruised and hurt so many times she’s lost count—and after seeing Vladimir half-dead, nothing surprises her anymore.

He shrugs, but she doesn’t see it: she’s already pouring water on a hand towel to clean up his dirty face. “Didn’t know you had guests,” he says—and he’s clearly lying, but she doesn’t know and she doesn’t need to know.

At first, she lies, but then she sees Vlad’s half-eaten pizza and his glass of coke and she’s still wearing just her panties and huge sweatshirt and she feels cornered.

“You seeing someone?” he asks as she dabs his split lip. He’s leaning against the back of the couch and he inhales sharply when she dabs a little too hard.

She feels like lying again, but then she looks at him, all beaten up and dressed like a Hell’s Kitchen’s version of Deadpool and she doesn’t find it in herself. “Kinda,” she says, avoiding his gaze. She knows he’s blind just as she knows she isn’t—it’s still weird for her and she still can’t comprehend it, but it still creeps her out.

“I’m sorry if I interrupted anything,” he goes on.

She shrugs. “Wait here, I’m getting the first aid kit.” And to do so, she has to get into the dreaded bathroom and she really doesn’t want to get caught.

“Why don’t you introduce us?” he presses. He sounds a little pissed, but at the moment she really doesn’t care, she has bigger problems to think about and she thought they had both overcome their childhood crushes on each other.

“He’s naked,” she blurts out as she lets the towel fall on the couch, not knowing what else to say. “This really is… it’s really not the right time,” she stutters, turning around and heading towards her room at a sloth’s pace.

“Why not? Shouldn’t your best friend meet this lucky guy?”

She has barely the time to notice he’s following her that Vladimir opens the door to her bedroom and she lets out a squeal. And when she turns around, she bumps into Matt and she really wants to be swallowed up into the floor.

“Here’s your kit,” he growls and it’s Matt who grabs the box and Y/N can see his mouth slightly open in surprise when he recognizes the voice.

There’s silence for a long while and all she can hear is her heart beating like crazy inside her chest. She’s pretty sure those two men can hear it, too. She feels like dying and for a moment she thinks that it wouldn’t be that bad. Because how the hell is she going to explain that she has a naked criminal in her house?

Matt calls her name and his voice is strangely calm, its tone is as hard as stone. He looks at her—or probably right through her, she is too scared to even try and rationalize it. “You are fucking Vladimir Ranskahov.” They all know it should be a question, but it comes out as an affirmation and it makes the whole situation even worse. Because as much as she’d like to jump his bones, she’d also love to kick Vladimir’s ass.

“It’s not as it seems,” and her words come out as a question and it all feels wrong.

Matt’s hands are gripping the plastic box of the first aid kit so hard she fears he’s going to turn into the Hulk and his jaw is set so tight that she fears his teeth might fall off at any given second. “Why is he standing there naked then?” he asks and, again, she really doesn’t want to know how he knows Vladimir’s as naked as his mom’s made him. “Most importantly, why is he alive?”

“Can we please all calm down?” she squeals, putting her hands up in the air as if they’re arresting her.

In all honesty, they’re all calm—or at least they seem so—and she’s the only one on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Neither Matt nor Vladimir say a word, even if she clearly hears the latter cross his arms in front of his chest.

“Go put something on your junk,” she begs, but the stupid Russian doesn’t move.

“I’m still waiting for an explanation,” Matt urges her, grabbing her elbow and squeezing it tight.

It takes her a good two hours to calm Matt down from his blind rage. She barely manages to fix his face without hurting him more and more than once she wishes she didn’t work as a vet so that she could mess up with the stitches.

During that time, Vladimir sits brooding on the couch, still as naked as a worm, and glares at her while she mouths at him to leave the room.

But when Matt eventually leaves, after promising on Foggy’s life to not say a word and to not do anything, Y/N turns towards her guest and all she sees is red as he sits there, arms slouched behind the back of the couch, the guy’s prick on full display as if he had something to prove.

It takes her a while before she’s able to move again and when she does, a shiver creeps down Vladimir’s spine. He has never seen her this scary and for a split second, he regrets playing that trick on her and on her masked friend. But then again, he knows how to deal with women and how to put people in their place.

“You are a son of a bitch,” she seethes through her gritted teeth as she slams a pillow on his penis. She’s dying to peek, but she’s also dying to bite it off, so she resolves for neither of those options.

“You could have told me you are friends with stupid Daredevil,” he growls as he grabs her wrists.

That night she doesn’t sleep.

At first, she tosses and turns on the couch, groaning under her breath at her lack of sleep. Tomorrow is her day off, but she’d still like to sleep. And she doesn’t want to think about Matt and how furious he was when he found Vladimir in her apartment. And she doesn’t want to think about Vladimir, either, because that would mean accepting what she feels for him and she’s not ready to admit she likes him, not yet.

And then, when Vlad comes and drags her to bed, any chance at finding sleep flies out of the window, never to be seen again—or probably not, probably she’s just overreacting and being dramatic, but his arm against her burns like fire and her hair there are standing on their ends and she can’t focus on anything else.

“I’m sorry,” he says as he stares at the ceiling, where the lights from outside cast unreadable patterns.

She doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for, and part of her doesn’t want to know. It could mean anything from ‘sorry I got out naked’ to ‘sorry I came to look for your help in the first place’. And while she’d gladly take the former, she doesn’t want to think about the latter because even if she complains a lot, she doesn’t really mean it.

“I am, too,” she whispers back, trying not to think about the bandage covering the wound on his right calf lightly rubbing the skin of her left leg.

This time, it’s Vladimir who doesn’t know what she’s apologizing for. Always throwing tantrums at his own tantrums? Being friends with the guy who almost killed him? Making him fall for her fast and hard, making him doubt about anything and everything at once?

And before they know, she’s lying down on her side and his arm is wrapped around her shoulders. And it’s cozy, to lie there like that, pretending there’s nothing between them and that they’re just barely tolerating each other’s presence.

“I should leave,” he says after a while and she knows he’s fighting off the urge to light up a cigarette. He knows she doesn’t like it when he smokes in her room, but the truth is, she doesn’t really care. Deep down, so deep she’ll never admit it, she enjoys the disgusting smell of smoke because it reminds her of him and as long as her house stinks of tobacco and other cancerogenic substances, she knows he’s there with her.

“It’s well past two in the morning,” she yawns back and she’s so comfortable in his embrace that she feels herself drifting off to sleep.

“In the morning, I mean,” he continues, “or evening.”

She knows he means it. Somehow, she can feel it in his muscles, in the way they tense when she traces the edge of one of his bandages yet again.

The truth is, she likes his company. She likes to fight with him because he lets her get rid of the pent-up frustration she always carries inside her. And she likes it when he mutters unintelligible Russian words under his breath, or when he off-key sings under the shower—she had never thought of him as the type that sang in the bathroom, but here he was, in all his fucked-up glory. She definitely doesn’t like it when he jerks off in the toilet and he moans and grunts like there’s no tomorrow, though, but she could definitely get used to it.

“I don’t want you to leave,” she admits after minutes spent in silence and she rolls back on her back and she stares at the ceiling like him. “Matt won’t do a thing, I promise. And if he does,” she continues, “I’ll fix it.”

She’s debated a lot on whether to tell him the truth or not, but she doesn’t even know what the truth is, herself, so she says what she thinks is best.

And as they somehow end up cuddling, something either of them hasn’t done in ages, she’s scared because she knows he might be leaving for real. And even though she cannot tell whether the crush she has for him is really there, she knows he’s become like a friend and she wouldn’t stand the idea of coming back home to an empty and cold apartment just to cook something quick and spend the rest of the evening watching Netflix.

And as he stares at her while she sleeps, her eyelashes brushing lightly against his shoulder, he knows he has to leave. He has spent so much time imagining her in his life that now that he has her, he’s scared. He knows he’ll hurt her, or that someone else might do that just to get to him, and he really doesn’t want it: he cares about her too much to even risk it, even if he does his best to not let it on.

But right now, it’s good to have her there where he’s always wanted her—and where he knows she’s always wanted him. And she feels soft and warm and defenseless against him and her breath tickles his skin and he swears that’s the best feeling in the world.

>> Part Two: Jealousy (NSFW) >>

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I Will Love You Better

YAY A NEW MC I SHOULD NOT BE STARTING. This one will end in 3 chapters so don't worry! It's an Everwood x Greys Anatomy crossover AU thing. I love Sarah Drew's character Hannah in this show, and her relationship with Chris Pratt's character, Bright. This is an insanely well written show! WATCH IT!

Disclaimer: These characters belong to Shonda

P.S: this is definitely a japril fic, Bright is not going to be romantic interest I promise!

the title of each chapter is a favourite episode from season 4 of ever wood :)

Chapter 1: Getting to know you

"April, you're mad at me."

Jackson finally spoke up, tired of the silent treatment his wife had been subjecting him to since they'd left Boston. She hadn't said a word to him throughout their almost 2 hour flight from Boston to Ohio and was continuing her lack of communication during their car ride.

"How'd you tell?"

She finally says, breaking the silence and although her voice is dripping sarcasm, he's at least a little happy she's finally speaking to him.

"April, come on, babe. This is ridiculous." He says, taking a sneak at her face to see her rolling her eyes and opting to go back to being non responsive on him.

He sighed, focusing his attention back on the road. He wasn't sure why they had even begun to fight but he knew exactly when it happened. Marrying an Avery, especially under the circumstances they got married, meant going to Boston so that his grandfather can meet April, not because he wanted to meet and make nice with his grandson's new wife or anything but because a new addition to the family, meant contracts and negotiations and Avery foundation, legacy and wealth discussions. None of which he wanted to subject April to. He had delayed this meeting as much as he could, keeping the need to go to Boston from April, until she had suggested that she wanted to go to Boston, meet Harper and even if unwillingly on his part, involve him in Jackson's life. So he had come clean and told her that a trip to Boston included a lot more than Harper refusing to acknowledge her position in the family. It meant she'd be introduced to the Avery life, their way of living and the foundation, all he knew was overwhelming for April. And she'd gone with it, head held high and he'd had to sit next to her for 5 days and witness her being battered and underestimated and made to feel small constantly by Harper, the foundation and the expectations that were now on her.

He pulled up in front of the hospital, parking the car in an empty place nearest to the entrance. He turned off the engine, and took off his seatbelt, and turned around to face his wife who was making no subtle move of trying to get out of the car as quickly as possible. He sighed, leaning across her and closing the car door on her side, she had begun to open. He locked the door, and cut her off before she could protest.

"Look, you're mad at me, I get it. I know some of that is my fault." He said, while she scoffed at his statement. He ignored her and went on, "But, we're here to operate on a patient. This surgery is getting published, it's going to be recorded. We're going to do a lot of good for a lot of people."

"You mean the Harper Avery Foundation and its shareholders?" She didn't do much to hide the sarcasm.

"I mean the patients who are going through this same problem with no solution." He was surprised that she was reacting to this so strongly.

"Jackson, if your grandfather and the foundation really cared about the patients who are going through this, they wouldn't have redirected budgetary allowances from donations to free healthcare clinics so that this surgery could be publicized. This whole surgery will help a lot of people, no doubt about that, but you can achieve that without having to spend millions of dollars doing that." She was furrowing her eyebrows and her face was slowly rising in colour, the way it always did when she was furious about something.

"Well, that's the way we do things, babe. I don't like taking money out of free clinics either, but with the Foundation, everything is … bigger, bolder. If the surgery doesn't get a theatrical release, then it won't get published at all." He threw in a joke, hoping to get a laugh out of her, but all he received was a death glare.

"You see nothing wrong with that?" She asks, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Of course I do. But I want this surgery to save more lives, and this is the only way it's going to happen." Jackson replied, "April, you don't understand, it's-"

"Oh trust me, I know," She laughed humourlessly, "There are a lot of Avery things I don't understand. Like, how my husband never told me that our children will come home from boarding school every holiday to be whisked to Boston to sit in at board meetings for a foundation that controls over 450 million dollars where they'll be forced to leave any all personal beliefs that they will be raised not to have at the door."

She was practically yelling at this point. He wasn't sure what to do. For one thing, she had sat in at her first board meeting and hated it. He knew it had nothing to do with the fact that she was bored or lost or anything of that nature. Quite the contrary, actually. April surprised everyone, including him, with how prepared she was for the meeting. She was one of the smartest people he knew, so she'd read up on everything they had discussed that day and contributed significantly to the discussion. She had been attentive, intelligent and efficient. Unlike, the rest of the people in the room, Jackson loved hearing his wife talk and had actually paid attention. He wasn't used to doing that considering how in all meetings before this one, he had spent them, for the most part, discreetly checking football scores, on his phone. But the moment, she'd walked out she'd been distant and angry, and he'd known something about that meeting had irked her. Well, he knew what it was now.

"April, come on, don't make it sound like we had years to talk about these stuff." It was his turn to be frustrated now. It had only been 3 months since they'd gotten married after a 13 hour engagement and a month or so of doing whatever the hell they had been doing back then. It's not like they had the privilege to have the conversations that normal couples have before they decide to tie the knot.

"Three months, is a really long time Jackson. It's 12 weeks … almost 100 days where you decided not to tell me these things." She yelled, taking a little time to do the math in her head.

"I thought it was too soon, babe. I didn't want to overwhelm you" He had just wanted to extend their happy little marriage bubble for as long as possible. Apparently, all it took was one visit to Boston for it to pop.

"Great decisions, Jackson, because the better idea is to throw me into the deep end all of a sudden without any prior warning whatsoever," She rolled her eyes, "And don't call me babe."

Whenever she refused to allow him pet names, he knew for a fact he was in trouble. This had been a thing even when they were friends. He'd call her "Apple" or "Apes" lovingly when they had merely been friends, but was forced into April whenever they'd gotten into a fight.

"Well, you know now. I just don't get what the big deal is, April. The money, the foundation, the conditions about our children, we'll talk about that and we'll work through that. We don't have to fight. You're overreacting." Her narrowed eyes and pursed lips stopped him from continuing further. Out of the frying pan into the fire, he thought.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but closed it resolving not to.

"We have a patient to treat. I'm not wasting time with you arguing about something you clearly don't understand." She shrugged her shoulders, unlocking the door and getting out of the car. He could've sworn he'd heard her mutter, 'and a million dollars to flush down the toilet' under her breath.

He realized there really was no point hashing this out with her, at this very moment, nor was it likely she was going to stop being mad at him anytime soon. This was yet again another situation of them not seeing things the same way.

He walked behind her, matching her strides, and found himself inside the Ohio Harper Avery Hospital. He walked to the nurse's desk in the lobby and informed the nurse on duty that they were here for a case from Seattle and was supposed to meet a Dr. Hershman. While she was calling for Dr. Hershman, Jackson looked at his wife, who was enthusiastically looking around the hospital.

"Have you been here before ?" He asked, tentatively, not really sure if she would answer him.

She looked up at him, and he could tell she was debating whether or not to let him in on this one, and finally spoke up, "I have, actually. One time. We usually go to our town's private practice. We knew the doctor's there. But once, my, um… well, friend, got really drunk and fell through the window of a pub. I came here to see him."

"Who the hell gets that drunk ?" He asks, a little surprised at the crowd she seemed to have hung out with in her teenage years.

"Well… it was his birthday." She shrugged.

"Yeah, well, he doesn't sound like he was the brightest tool in the shed." Jackson remarked, and was a little surprised to find his so far extremely grumpy wife giggle at his not so funny comment. However, before he could ask her what was so funny, he was interrupted by someone calling his name.

"Dr. Avery! What an absolute pleasure to meet you." A middle aged man, with a heavy set demur and round face, walked towards them, hands outstretched. "We are so honoured that you could come to assist in this surgery."

Jackson returned the handshake, although he slightly grimaced at the man's over enthusiasm. He had had plenty of years of Avery experience to recognise ass kissing.

"Happy to be here, Dr. Hershman."

"Oh and this must be your wife, ?" He smiled, and he could sense April's need to correct him. She usually would, but for some reason she was holding back today. He wasn't about to let this man make April feel as though the only title she would be recognised by within the medical community now that she was married to him, was ' '. His wife was first and foremost, an incredible trauma surgeon. She had been long before she'd married him and will be long after.

"Dr. Kepner, actually. She is . She is the leading trauma surgeon in this case. In this hospital, and even outside of it, when she is being a surgeon, she is . Anywhere else, she's April Kepner. Only when she wants to, I and a select number of people has chosen, gets to call her . I hope there won't be anymore misunderstandings, Dr. Hershman?" He said this with just the right amount of politeness and authority, that for a while Dr. Hershman stood in front of him a little speechless.

"Uh- yes, of course. I aplogise, Dr. Kepner. I- I should've… read the file we were sent, and not assume" He smiled at April, genuinely apologetic.

"It's alright, Dr. Hershman." She smiled back, and Jackson subtly rolled his eyes at how forgiving his wife was to anyone but him.

"Anyway, um, the patient's want to thank you for making the trip to Ohio. The doctor who took on their case is here today so you can meet him too. I think he was able to send you all the files, beforehand?" Dr. Hershman asked,

"Yes, he was. He sent me an email copy of everything. The cholesteatoma patient, who's ear was stopped working."

"Well, that's why we have you … two." He added, as an afterthought and Jackson was pleased to see April look at him and roll her eyes in 's direction. It was nice to know there was one person she disliked more than him right now.

"Well, I'll show you to your office. You can change into your scrubs, there's a mini fridge in there, please help yourself to anything and if you're feeling peckish there is a great chilli dog in the cafeteria. Call me when you're done." He waved them off, and walked out the door.

"The only chilli dogs you should ever have in Ohio are from the state fair. Everywhere else, it's extremely questionable. Trust me." She pointed out to him, plopping her carry on down on the couch.

"Good to know." He chuckles, opening the mini fridge. He spots a blackcurrant juice and takes out a can coke, handing the former to April, and popping open the soda for himself.

She took it from him, before giving him a disapproving look for the soda.

"What? I need the caffeine." He remarked, taking a long gulp, taunting her.

"You know what else give you caffeine, but is way healthier than chemical filled, sugary drinks?" She asks, reaching into her bag. She tosses him an apple, and he manages to catch it, rolling his eyes.

"Not the same." He says, placing it on the table, and continuing to sip from his drink.

She throws him a withering look and starts to undress. He finds her choice of underwear very endearing, considering how she's chosen to pair her pink polka dotted, yellow bra with a blue and white stripped panty. He would, of course, buy her sexy lingerie, except for the fact that this mismatched rainbow of colours is so … April and as a result, much more of a turn on.

She slips her scrub top over her head, as he throws his empty soda can into the trash, and walks up to her. He slips his arms around her waist and teases the skin at the edge of her underwear, while bringing his mouth to a spot below her right ear.

He grunts, as he feels a sharp pain on his left rib and feels April step away from him, looking at him in disapproval.

"Did you just elbow me?" He asks, incredulously, rubbing the spot her elbow had made contact with his body.

"Yes I did. What gave you the idea that I was okay with what you're doing ? I'm still mad at you remember." She remarked, pulling her pants on and tying the knot.

"We were just joking around right now. Did you really have to elbow me ?" He can feel the area only slightly stinging, but he knew most of it was dramatics.

"Oh stop being such a baby, I barely touched you. We were joking, because I don't want us to fight while we're on this case. Also, because of what you said to Dr. Hershman." She smiles at the end, very softly so as to not let him know how much she appreciates it.

"Okay, She-Hulk, it wasn't a soft graze. So let me get this straight," He says, as slips his own scrubs on, "You're mad at me but you're not mad at me ?"

"I am mad at you, but I'm choosing not to be actively mad at your during the case. I am still so … so angry at what happened in Boston and I am still really pissed off with you for keeping pretty much everything about you that I, as your wife, should have known about. But this patient deserves two doctors who are in a good head space. Now, call Dr. Harsherman." She ended her rant, handing him the phone.

He took the phone from her, deciding that this wasn't the time to argue with her. Also, they were having this argument since they left Boston. He would wait it out, let her calm down and then bring it up. It needed resolving, but now isn't the time.

showed up a couple of minutes later, and led them to the patients room, rambling on about the weather, and the foundation, annoying small talk Jackson never liked to participate in, but his wife was kind enough to entertain.

"Oh and I want you to first meet the family's physician. He's the one who recognized the symptoms early on. He'll be able to help you better with the case." Dr. Hershman explained, pointing them to a room, inside which Jackson could see a male patient lying on the bed, and another male occupant inside the room, standing next to the bed.

" , , I would like you to meet the physician who initially treated Scott Hunter-"

"Dr. Abbot!" April screamed from beside him, possibly momentarily forgetting where they were.

"You two know each other ?" asked, sporting the same confusion that was on Jackson's face, glancing between the two.

"April! My god, it's you. They told me I was meeting a doctor from Seattle, but honestly, I never in a million years thought it would be you." Dr. Harold Abott, stepped forward, holding April in an embrace she lovingly returned.

"I can't believe I didn't see your name on the files, . I was just so preoccupied with the patient. Anyway, it's so nice to see you. I haven't seen you since …" April let the sentence drift off, shifting her gaze to her feet.

Jackson, still confused as ever, saw a small grin spread across 's face.

"Well, young man, it's nice to officially meet you. I couldn't quite catch you on April's… wedding day, considering you were quite preoccupied with a certain declaration, which my wife thought was insanely romantic, by the way." Dr. Abbot holds his arm out, which Jackson shakes although he is slightly more than a little shocked by what he had just heard. Shocked, and embarrassed. 's one and only impression of him was as the man who stole April from the aisle during her wedding to another man. He was also a little surprised how he'd never seen the man before, but figured, was right. He had been slightly preoccupied that day.

"It's nice to meet you too. Just… if you don't mind me asking, how do you two know each other?" He inquired, looking to his wife, whose cheeks began to flush with colour.

"Well, I was … I was best friend's with 's daughter, Amy. Remember, I told you about how she was kind of my only friend during high school." She asked him, and Jackson nodded recollecting the memory. He'd been grateful to Amy.

She saw steal a glance at April, his eyebrows raised, and saw a subtle shake of head on his wife's part. Harold smiled, and broke the somewhat awkward tension that had set.

"Well, I think that's enough chitter chatter for now. We should go and check on the patient. You will be quite surprised to see that I'm not the only one you'll recognize from back in the day." Harold commented, mischievously smirking.

"Kyle!" April commented, hand over her mouth, "I can't believe … Kyle !"

"April! Wait, you're one of the doctors ?" The male companion asked, an equally surprised look across his boyishly charming features, "Well, I just feel a whole lot better."

"Kyle used to get lessons from my friend Ephram… um, Amy's husband," April clarified, explaining to Jackson, "He is, well, a musical prodigy. Do you still keep in touch with Ephram?"

"I do, actually. We both play for the Chicago Symphony Orchestra and I help him lecture at Juilliard sometimes." Kyle commented, a proud grin across his face.

"Wow, Kyle! That is… wow. I'm so proud of both you." Jackson smiled at how wonderfully sincere his wife was. She was genuinely happy for people's successes in life. He nodded in agreement at Kyle's and this Ephram guy's work, but shot April a smile. She was too cute for words sometimes.

"Well, I wouldn't be too impressed with him just yet. I mean, I'm pretty sure he played my ear off… literally." The patient, Scott, bigger than Kyle, with sandy blonde hair and a wounded artist vibe, spoke up. The whole room erupted into laughter, considering how even in this predicament, it was nice to see Scott take it lightly.

"Well, Scott, we promise not to talk your other ear off," Dr. Abott teased, which made Scott grin in return, "Here are the two surgeons on your case. This is the wonderful and . They are both very very good at what they do so you can trust your ear will be back where it belongs in no time."

"I really appreciate the two of you coming down here." Kyle commented, running a hand across Scott's shoulders, "I just want to be informed if this less invasive process is really all its being hyped up to be."

Jackson smiled back, and explained the whole procedure as simple as he could, in the soothing tone he used with all of his patients who are particularly nervous about their procedures. He felt for Kyle a lot more personally, apart from the fact that his wife knew him, he knew that it must be scary to have your spouse go into a surgery. Him and April both answered all questions and doubts Kyle and Scott had about the surgery and spent a bit more time catching up on the two before deciding to leave them for the day. The three of them had a lot of preparation work to get to and he was yearning for some lunch, having had plane food and a coke the whole day.

"You know you two should have lunch with us before you leave. I know Rose will be thrilled to see you and I'm sure you're planning on visiting your parents before you leave." Harold said, escorting them to back to their office.

"Definitely, Dr. Abbot." April replied.

"Yes, well it's a bit unfortunate we couldn't get the whole flock for dinner, but I'll make sure to invite Andy and Nina. Delia is in college this year so she won't be at home, but I'm sure you'll be happy to see those two." Dr. Harold said, stepping into the elevator and holding it open for Jackson and April to get through.

"Oh what is she studying?" April enquired, as Jackson quietly observed the conversation. He wasn't too keen to insert himself into it and so decided to merely nod along and say a few words whenever either one of them acknowledge him to help identify a person or explain a joke he had no idea, even after the explanation, why either of them found it funny.

He knew it was April who ended up accusing him this morning of him not revealing things to her, but the more and more he listened in on their conversation, the more he realized there was of his wife he knew little about. He was truly shocked at the amount of new information he was learning. Sure, he'd known the basics, but this was a specific, word to word account of a trip down memory lane, that made Jackson both happy and a little unsure to hear about. He wanted to know her, but was upset that he didn't already. He wondered, if this was how she would've felt last week. Except, a million times more overwhelmed.

He let her decide what to eat for lunch, trusting her opinion of Ohio food better than his and then slightly frowning having realized she'd stocked his plate with a salad, protein bar and orange juice. He figured he'd have to take a chance with a chili dog later.

"I'm sure, as you remember, I always pick a medical student to help me at the practice." Harold said, to which April nodded in confirmation, "Well, I was hoping he'd be able to scrub in on the surgery. Just to observe, nothing else, of course."

April looked at Jackson and he already knew her answer. She loved teaching. She took Grey Sloan's reputation for a teaching hospital very seriously, and had always been the most willing to teach out of all their attendings. He knew this was a definite yes on her part. He, on the other, was never too keen on the teaching aspect of his job, but figured that since Harold was so important to April, and he seemed like a nice guy, there was no reason to say no. Plus, whoever would just be standing by and it would certainly win some much needed brownie points with his wife.

He nodded his head, turning to Harold, "No problem, , we'd be happy to oblige."

"Wonderful. I think, April, dear, you'd be quite thrilled to know who it is." Harold said, poking into his salad enthusiastically.

"This is a really small town isn't it?" Jackson joked, unsure how it was possible for so many people to know each other.

"You bet," April laughed, biting into her protein bar, "Who is it ?"

"HANNAH!"

The three of them, turned around at the source of all the noise.

"BRIGHT?"

Jackson watched his wife, almost trample over herself, as she got up from the seat and ran towards the burly looking man, with curly blonde hair who was standing near their table, arms wide open, grinning like an idiot. He watched 'Bright' pick her up, the way Jackson usually does, and twirl her around, hugging her to his body.

The moment, initially only slightly confusing by why April responded to the name Hannah, which a second later he remembered was his wife's middle name and then as to who exactly Bright was that made April this happy to see him. Now, the moment was uncomfortable as neither made a move to let go, as they stayed in place, with Bright's grip tightening on her body. He didn't want to make a scene, but he was one second away from it.

"Um, who is that Harold, if you don't mind me asking?" Jackson inquired, tearing his gaze away from the two.

"Oh, that's the medical student I was telling you about. Brighton Abbot. He's my son. Him and April used to…" , trailed off, glancing away almost as if he'd said too much.

"Used to what?" Jackson asked, looking back over his shoulder, a bit of relief spreading through him when he sees that they have broken off the hug. Although, the animated talking about and shit eating grin 'Bright' keeps on his face isn't really helping all that much.

"They used to be friends," Dr. Abott commented, looking towards the approaching duo. "I see you two have had quite the reunion," He teased, gaining a laugh from both the two, minus Jackson, who was still low key sulking.

"I can't believe she's here." He grinned, his gaze stuck on April, who returned him with a warm smile. Jackson had had enough at this point.

"Nice to meet you, Bright. I'm , Jackson… I'm April's husband." He smirked, shaking Bright's arm in a strong grip.

Bright, didn't miss a beat, "Cool, dude. I'm Bright, well you know that. I'm Han- sorry. I'm so used to calling her Hannah." He laughs, and April merely grins at him, earning another eye roll from Jackson, "Anyway, man, I'm April's ex-boyfriend."

"You're what, now?" Jackson asked, not having been prepared for that.

He looked down at a guilty looking April who was avoiding eye contact with him at all costs.

"Small town, son. Small town." replied, and Jackson couldn't help but agree.

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Origintale 2017-18

this the teaser for my comic of season 1! well I do need some of working on places but you guys are wanted to help out on this comic then feel free to ask me and so I can add you guys but that up to you to choose anyways I don’t have the date to relase but I will think about it coming out at winter!!! so yeah enjoy! :3

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submit fan art is open! oh ok submit is open for fan art that would like this site and up coming comic! so please don’t be shy do it because I like see to your fan art for the love of this comic of the website!! so enjoy!!!!! - Creator charlotte of undertale charlotte david 7:44 pm • 21 June 2016 • 0 note

Ask box is now open! yay now you guys can ask me anything about the comic and I’m open for your ideas or suggests or asking me that you want to help out with the comic then be my guest my friend :) so enjoy asking me stuff but don’t worry I won’t spoiler too much what is going on with the story for the first season so yeah lol XD - SillyprincessDJ C 7:44 pm • 7 July 2016 • 0 note

Anonymous asked: oh wow I can't wait to see the comic and we hope that we can see refs of those two characters that we see on the teaser :D Well yes I will work on them but after I’m out of the clear like I got college that I need to do but again maybe I will do it on the next week end even I’m glad to hear that you are excited about the comic that I can’t wait to work on it so yeah xD Thank you for asking about it :3 - SillyprincessDJ C 3:13 pm • 11 July 2016 • 0 note

First question - What Origin Undertale Season 1 Comic Is About? http://aminoapps.com/p/0o65c2 Alright I want you guys guess what my comic is going to be about like I will be released the comic date with the cover being about for episode 0. So what you guys think about which characters is going to start the story of the comic? A. The demon of Charlotte ? B. The Angel of Charlotte ? C. Both? 5:25 pm • 2 August 2016 • 0 note

so here it is the release date has finally camed for you guys like geez…. it took me for days to get it done but now it is here that I hope you guys are happy to see it and can’t wait for the day to come so yeah….. at the moment I got stuff to do like college work because I’m in very deep end and in hopes that I get to be free then do the comic pages someday but now enjoy everyone lol XD I hope you guys will find out their names and their stories lol XD - SillyprincessDJ C

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New official update name comic! Hi guys, SillyprincessDJ C is in the house!!! XD I just that I have update the name of the comic from origin undertale to origintale for now which is awesome I think lol xD So anyways this was a fast update thingy and so bye!! SillyprincessDJ C has left the building!!!!!! XD 6:12 pm • 26 June 2017 • 4 notes

Discord server! hi everyone!!! SillyprincessDJ C is in the building!! oh ok now I have Discord server for Origintale :3 and please read the rules on there but I hope you all will enjoy it and I still can’t wait for the comic will come out (which is nov 15 2017) besides this will be fun and awesome!!!! XD link: https://discord.gg/d9K9nqf SillyprincessDJ C has left the building!!!! 1:04 am • 7 July 2017

this timeline release date will help you guys to get the idea when each one is locked and blacked out then each time when I finished a season that I will update this each time with the teaser with release date so yeah :) so the first one season will come on that date while the others will have different release dates for each seasons even I will make some keys to unlocked them each time but maybe sometimes they will be in puzzle parts so yeah but I can’t work on them when I have finished my college work in a long run so yeah when I’m free to do stuff that I have let you guys know when I’m free from college work also feel free to ask questions or chat with me if you guys like to because I would love to try to answer your questions about the comic or not that I don’t mind at all hehehe ^^ - SillyprincessDJ C (this is rewrite/ blog)

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it has come now and I will make unlock video animation like some kind of video game thing lol XD well in due time when I have get the chance like maybe hehehe~ ;) well enjoy reading the first page of the comic for the first episode is 0 then lol =D even there will be more pages along the way (that I won’t tell you guys how many pages for episode 0 is) >w>

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here is the cover for episode 0 of origintale and enjoy the reading like I do because it is something I did for some time now so yeah :) drawing/written by SillyprincessDJ C (me)

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#Origintale comic #goodbye old name that lasted from 2017-18

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Okay y’all, by popular demand, Omni-tricked. All four parts.

Portland again? Really?

Did, did Animo make an ant/elephant hybrid? I mean I wouldn’t be surprised.

Sounds to me like that alarm you get when you check the smoke alarm’s batteries. Have you considered changing them? Also Ben you do not need more power you just used the wrong alien fucking chill.

Stop trying to break your watch, Tennyson.

Mount Megalodon? Really? That’s where the ele-ant comes from? Gods preserve me

Yep, Animo.

Dude, it’s Portland. You couldn’t have gone for something.... moreso? I mean is Oregon for fuck’s sake.

Um, did Ben just dial up a Chimera Sui Genesis? I mean don’t get me wrong if there was a species I’d like to see him turn into that’d be it (seriously, somebody write that fic), but not what I was expecting. Also the sudden shift in background color from green to yellow is concerning. Wait, oh fuck, is this the new Ghostfreak?!

Goddamnit Ben!

Oooooo, looking awesome. If they’d put this level of cool factor into the other alien designs I wouldn’t have had to deal with over a year of “this cartoon dug up my grandma’s corpse and fucked it” sentiments in the tag.

Ben, do not listen to the whispering in your brain. It’s not a good sign. Although I clearly have been dealing in too much Pern because I got wher flashbacks.

So, is like a Ghostfreak/Venom situation, is the vibe I’m getting?

Goddamnit Ben

Oh Holy Shit, I did not realize Chimera Sui Genesis could do that

Fucking laser eyes?!?! Seriously?!?!

Welp, bye-bye Portland

I wanna say “goddamnit Max, leave the child behind”, but so far this show has proven to me that if he did a second critter would pop out from under her, take her captive, and things would just escalate from there.

Animo!

Ben, chill.

“You can’t control Gax”, oh Gwen you have no idea. Wait for the other shit he’s gonna unlock, so far he’s doing good.

Welp, bye-bye Portland

This fucking critter!

For fuck’s sake!! What does it take to take down an ant/elephant critter?!?!

I admit, I saw a screenshot of this scene (with the “Gax Was Here” boulder) back when the episode aired an assumed that this was actually Vilgax and he was the one who made it. Which would’ve been awesome and hilarious and right up the alley for this show so far. Honestly, I’m kinda sad I wasn’t right. I mean come on, tell me you wouldn’t like a Vilgax who does shit like that.

Okay, so, if becoming a Chimera Sui Genesis is what it takes for Ben to stop being scared of squid, does that mean who could clear up Prime Ben’s peacock phobia with careful application of a kick-ass peafowl alien?

Welp

Ben pls

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I have to assume the Omnitrix going white isn’t a good thing.

Phil? Wait what? 1) Tell me this ain’t the same Phil from OS, 2) Phil’s an electronics genius? The hell?

Finally he’s human for a while.

I will say, I’m becoming more and more convinced this Max isn’t a Plumber.

Somebody tie him to a chair

Well at least there’s some weakpoint.

Not much of a cave-in, and it don’t look like nobody’s hurt. Fucker’s just climb out. Even I could make that climb. In flip flops. With ease. You don’t need rescuing, you need to stop being pansies.

See that’s a fucking cave-in! What you fucker’s had was a pile of loose rock.

Also hi Phil. You look like the same Phil, but reboot style. We shall see if you’re as big an asshole. I have to assume so, even though you have shown no signs, because I’ve seen Prime you in action.

Phil! Please! Attention!

*gasp* It’s SixSix and Kraab!! Yay! Hi guys!

And, who are you?

So, Phil knows what the Omnitrix is? Is Max just that much better at hiding shit in the reboot? Are they still Plumbers? My interest has been piqued.

Oh, Tetrax, okay. I thought it might be you, but I wasn’t sure. Ya know, what with the fucking hazmat suit.

No, I’m with Ben, you are too damn fast for a Petrosapien.

Dude chill.

Welp

You have no anything

Um.... That looked suspiciously like a Null Portal...

You’ve made bigger jumps, Tennyson, and you know it.

Welp

And you’re not dead. Which I hope is a plus for you, given you’re ten and haven’t seen even half the horrors you’re going to yet.

Welp (this has been a very ‘welp’ four-parter so far, I’m noticing)

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Let Gwen sleep

Welp

I wouldn’t trust Phil with a potted plant they’re letting him put shit on the Omnitrix.

Welp

Ben no.

Welp. Somebody’s gonna die.

Ben is just walking chaos in this four-parter.

Of course, the forest is saved by another thing falling from the sky. It’s like a reversal of the first episode of OS.

What the fuck are you looking at Phil? That screen don’t make no sense

....Vilgax? Is, is that you? Um, nice cloak Your Warlordship?

There is something incredibly hilarious about the idea of Vilgax being reduced to trying to essentially pickpocket the Omnitrix

Who saw this coming, raise your hands? Is that all of us? Everyone? Of course it is.

Welp

Never expected Vilgax to give me Kevin flashbacks, but then the reboot seems dedicated to throwing bits of him everywhere rather than giving us a cohesive whole Levin.

Hello Null Void bounty hunters. Nice to see you. If you could do something about the warlord parading around, that would be swell.

Well, thank you for trying.

It’s not gonna stop him, but throwing him off a cliff will delay him for a few seconds.

I gotta say though, pausing for a second, the idea of Vilgax wanting to destroy the watch this time around is very unique. Wonder what would happen if he and Prime!Vilgax met...

Bye-bye Vilgax

Welp. Sucks to be you, Benji. Or, well, not you, as the case may be.

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Poor Ben....

What are you doing, Vilgax?

Nice Job Breaking It, Hero

There goes Gwendolyn

mrrrrrr, Tennyson Cousin Moment

Welp

Huh, this Vilgax knows how to fix the Omnitrix?

Nice Job Fixing It, Villain

Yay Upgrade!

Did, did Ben just Upgrade the Omnitrix? Oh my fudge. Holy crap.

Vilgax the Conqueror, out to destroy Earth out of spite

Welp

Bye Ben.

Goddamnit Tennyson!

Aww, Tennyson moment.

Also what do you know, Phil?

Well now they gotta have a season two, because I have too many damn questions!

9/10

#ben 10 2.OS #ben 10 spoilers #long ass post under the readmore

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