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The Dangers of Hope Ch. 7

Series Summary: When Y/N shows up at Camp Chitaqua with her little girl in tow, her bloodshot eyes leave no doubt that she's infected. Or is she? Everything Dean has come to know for certain over the last five hellish years, is about to be challenged.

Pairings/Characters in the series: Endverse!Dean x Reader, Emma (OFC), Castiel, Sam Winchester, Lucifer, Michael, Zachariah, Risa, Johnston (OMC), Patrick (OMC), Theresa (OFC), other survivors and soldiers.

Series Explicit 18 +/Warnings: Show level violence, some gore, angst, smut, fluff all the usual for a series of mine. ❤️ Endverse!Dean (that's a warning for his anger and callousness as well as his extreme hotness. 😁) Each chapter will have their own specific warnings.

Chapter Warnings: Angst, bit of smut.

Word Count: 4,813

A/N: So, I've had this idea for quite a while. Basically since I watched The Last of Us. I loved Pedro in the role of Joel, but I kept thinking how incredible Jensen would have been. Which then made me think of how amazing he was as Endverse!Dean which then led me to this idea. Lol! I've stolen the premise of Ellie's storyline from TLOU, but made her a grown up, a reader insert, and a love interest for Dean.

If you've never seen TLOU, don't worry - you don't need to have seen it to understand this story. 😊

I've taken some liberties with the Endverse in my story, changed a few things from canon, but kept lots of things too.

I sincerely hope you enjoy the story. It will be ten chapters and I will do my very best to post one chapter every weekend. ❤️

A/N 2: Chapter 7 has arrived. 😊 I hope you enjoy it! Thanks so much to everyone who has been reading, liking, commenting and reblogging this series! It means SO much! ❤️

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Three and a half weeks later

“And these would be beside every tent?” Dean asked Brandy as he looked at the rough drawings she’d made of her latest idea.

She nodded. “Yeah, on the West side of every tent. It would mean families don’t have to come to Food Storage every few days for more rations, and once the deep snow comes that’s gonna be a huge benefit for folks. Plus it’s easier for people to plan ahead and stretch their food if they have two weeks worth of rations sitting outside their tent. I mean, it won’t work once spring comes, but that’s a problem for spring.”

Dean nodded. He looked at their builders, the group of half a dozen survivors that were tasked with providing new buildings and necessities as the camp required. They’d built the sheds earlier in the year, the chicken coop last summer and were currently finishing up a small barn for the cow.

“Is this gonna interfere with completing the barn?” He asked, nodding at Brandy’s drawings.

One of the women, he was pretty sure her name was Vanessa, shook her head. “No, we’ll be finished with the barn in a couple of days, and be able to get Lily settled for the winter all snug, and then move on to the food sheds.” She looked at the drawing again and shrugged. “They’re small enough that we should be able to get them all done within a few weeks?”

She looked to the rest of the builders who nodded their agreement.

Dean frowned. “Lily?”

Vanessa grinned. “Yeah, sorry that’s what the kids have dubbed our little cow. Y/N has them going to visit her once a week so Ralph can teach them about farming.” She said, referring to the old farmer who had helped to plant the winter vegetables.

Dean felt his stomach twist as it always did when someone brought up her name. But he just nodded. “Okay, good. Get started on the food sheds as soon as you’re able. The deep snow is gonna come in the next couple weeks. It’d be good to have them all done by then.”

They all gave a chorus of “Okay, Boss” or “Sure thing Boss” as they nodded and took their leave. They wrapped their scarves tight and pulled on their mittens. The deep snow may not have come yet, but the ground was layered in white, and winter was sharp and stinging in the late November air.

Brandy gathered up her drawings and was headed out when Dean called her back.

“Brandy?”

She turned back to him, an eyebrow raised in question. They'd never discussed their meeting in the cabin with Y/N, but he'd noticed a slightly colder demeanor from her lately.

And he knew why, of course.

Brandy had been one of the original dozen survivors who had built the camp together. She'd been an incredible asset from the beginning, and they probably wouldn't have survived without her planning and strategies for running the camp. He and the soldiers may have kept the survivors alive, but Brandy kept them living by organizing and planning for their food and shelter. She was an invaluable member of the camp.

But three weeks ago he'd treated her like a servant meant to do his bidding. He knew he owed her an apology, but it had been so long since he'd apologized for anything that it stuck in his throat.

Now she contemplated him, waiting for him to speak, and he just nodded. He pointed towards her drawings.

“This is a good idea.” He cleared his throat. “So, thanks.”

Brandy stared a moment longer before a small smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. She nodded.

“No problem, Boss. That's what we're all here for, right?”

Dean just nodded and she lifted her scarf over her face and left the big cabin where Dean conducted most of his business these days, since it was warmer than his tent and could fit more people.

As he ran a hand over his face, the door opened again and most of his soldiers tromped inside. They were there to talk about security and possible threats, but Dean immediately looked at Johnston.

“Hey, did you tell her I want to see her?”

The thin man nodded vigorously. “Yes sir. I told her yesterday. Has…has she not come to see you yet?” He looked around the room as though Y/N might be hiding somewhere.

Dean shook his head. “No, she hasn't.” He pointed towards the door. “So why don't you go get her and tell her I expect to see her now.”

Johnston looked wary and as though he definitely didn't want to follow that order. But when Dean just stared him down, he turned and left quickly.

The rest of his soldiers began giving their reports about any problems they were having at the outposts, like equipment that needed repair or items that needed replenishing. But Dean was only half listening; his gaze kept straying to the door, waiting for Y/N to show.

Ten minutes later, Patrick was briefing him and Dean tried to focus on what he was saying.

“Williams has seen the group twice now, but -” Patrick cut himself off as Y/N and Johnston pushed through the door.

Y/N smiled at the soldiers as she came in. “Sorry to interrupt, but apparently I was summoned.”

She cut her glance to Dean and her smile turned brittle.

“I was told you needed to see me.”

“Yeah, since yesterday.” Dean responded, hardening his voice in an attempt to not seem desperate, especially in front of his soldiers.

“Sorry. Busy.” Was Y/N's curt reply. “What do you need?”

Dean took a deep breath. “I just wanted to know how you're -” he altered his words, “your school, or, uh, the school was going?”

Y/N paused for a moment before answering with a shrug.

“Fine.”

When it was clear that was all she was going to say, Dean scowled at her. “You wanna elaborate on that?”

She raised her chin a fraction. “Oh, I'm sorry, Boss, I don’t have anything else to say right now, but I’ll be sure to write out a full report for next week.”

Her eyes shot daggers that found their mark, bringing a pain to his chest that he felt a lot these days. He’d thought it might go away if he could talk to her, see her, but it was just worse with her there.

He shook his head. “That won't be necessary.” He said quietly.

“Anything else then, Sir?”

He'd never hated that moniker more. “No, that's it.”

She spun on her heel and walked out of the cabin. Silence reigned when she left. Dean waved at everyone else. “We'll finish this another time.” When they didn't immediately move, he made his voice a bit sharper.

“Dismissed.”

That got them moving and they all shuffled their way out the door - all except Risa. She closed the door behind her fellow soldiers and then turned back to face Dean.

He caught her eye and lifted his hands. “What?”

She shook her head slowly. “You're such an idiot.”

Dean dropped his hands and raised an eyebrow. “Wanna try that again?”

Risa shook her head as she walked back to him. “No, I said what I said.”

Dean gave her a look of annoyance as she reached him and leaned one hip on the table where he stood. She raised her hand to his cheek, her countenance softening.

“I really wanted to be the one.”

Dean scowled in confusion. “The one what?”

Risa pushed her fingers through his short hair. “The one to make you smile.” There was a long pause between them and Dean had no idea how to respond to that. She shook her head and stood up straight, dropping her hand. “But, it was obviously meant to be her.”

Dean scoffed. “What are you talking about?”

“Y/N. You know I'm talking about Y/N.”

He gave a short burst of sarcastic, humorless laughter. “Yeah, right. You think Y/N's gonna make me smile? I've done nothing but pull my hair out since she got here, so ..” He trailed off and looked away from Risa's knowing gaze.

Risa nodded. “Yeah, cause you're an idiot.” She reiterated.

When he looked back at her, Risa was smiling softly and wistfully. “Apologize to her, idiot. Try to get back what you've nearly lost. She's pissed, don't get me wrong, it might take some real groveling on your part but,” she nodded, “she has a very kind heart, so she might forgive you. It's definitely worth a try.”

Dean stared at her for a moment before he looked down at the ground, conceding the truth in her words. “I don't know how to do it.”

Risa gave a gentle laugh. “You're a smart guy. Bet you'll figure it out.”

She put her hand on his cheek again, resting the other on his chest as she stood on tiptoe to reach his lips. She placed a light, lingering kiss there and then pulled away.

“Goodbye, Dean.”

Dean felt a jolt of worry at the farewell. “You’re leaving? Am I losing a soldier?”

She smiled and shook her head. “No, the soldier is staying. I'm saying goodbye to the woman I wanted to be for you. And the man that she…cared about a lot. I hope he lets himself be happy.”

Dean frowned, feeling the weight of her goodbye, with all of its disappointed hopes.

“Goodbye Risa.” He said, and knowing it wasn't enough, he cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her lips, light and brief. “Thank you…for being the woman you are.”

He thought he saw a glimmer of moisture in her eye, but she blinked it away quickly and pulled out from under his hands. She moved to the door in a few strides and, with one last smile thrown over her shoulder, she walked away.

***

That afternoon as the winter sun headed into the west, Dean made the decision to go talk to Y/N. This was ridiculous. They were a camp of less than 150 people, continuing to try and avoid each other was impractical.

He'd just go tell her that.

He walked to the school because she was usually still there this time of day. But when he got there, the schoolroom was empty. He looked around the space that he hadn't seen in over a month and had to shake his head.

What had been a cold empty shed not even three months ago was now a warm, inviting, cozy space. She'd had a little camp stove installed, and on the Northern wall, replacing the fall leaves that had been there, was a giant, beautifully sewn quilt. He recognized it as the same design as the one that hung in the big cabin.

Hannah, who was Ralph-the-farmer's wife, had made it out of old scraps of material. It took a long time to gather enough scraps for a whole quilt so he knew this quilt probably took her months of hard work. But of course she'd gifted it to Y/N and the school. That's what Y/N brought out in people - hard work and generosity.

The small wooden table in the room had four chairs around it now and he wondered where she'd snagged the other two chairs.

The kids’ blanket seating had been enhanced slightly with the addition of a few pillows, and on the western wall, beside the old map, two long, weathered planks of wood had been nailed in place to serve as bookshelves. The books he'd brought back had been placed lovingly on the shelves, not a single corner bent on any of them.

He sighed at the changes and felt a warmth flare to life in his heart. Y/N did this too - seeming to warm the spaces around her without trying.

He walked out of the schoolroom and was just starting to walk back to his tent when he heard high pitched giggles coming from the side of the school just seconds before three small bodies hurtled forward, chasing and grabbing on to one another - Emma and her two little friends. He couldn't remember their names.

When they all saw him, the laughter fell away and Emma's eyes got wide, fear and suspicion filling them instantly. It felt like a punch when he remembered the way she'd climbed up on the chair beside him that one time, shy acceptance in her expression as she asked him to read to her.

He hated that she was so scared of him; he had to try and fix that much, at least.

“Hi girls.” He said in what he hoped was a friendly sounding voice. Emma's friends nodded and waved at him slightly. But Emma stayed on high alert.

He looked at her two friends. “I need to talk to Emma, so you girls head on home now.”

They looked to Emma who looked more scared than ever. But she whispered goodbye to them and they ran off.

Dean got a bit closer to her and went down on his haunches. He took a second to think what to say to her.

“You know, you don't have to be scared of me.”

“I'm not.” Emma said quickly while her big blue eyes were shrouded in fear.

Dean nodded. “Okay, good because…” He struggled to find the words that would help. “Cause I thought maybe I scared you a bit before. When I, uh, needed to talk to your mom alone.”

Emma nodded, the suspicion growing in her gaze. “When you were mad at Mommy.”

Dean shook his head. “No, I wasn't mad.”

Emma gave him a look that said she didn't believe him and he conceded with a nod.

“Okay, I was a little…upset, but I was just…confused. Eventually everything got figured out.”

She didn't say anything, clearly still highly skeptical.

Dean took a deep breath and decided to just go for it. “Anyway, I didn't mean to scare you and I'm…sorry about it.” He cleared his throat. “And I promise not to scare you like that again. Okay?”

Emma stared at him for a long time and he kept hold of her earnest blue gaze throughout her scrutiny. Slowly a smile spread across her face.

“Okay.” She said, accepting him at his word. “Then can you come over again for supper tonight? I can read a bunch of words now, mommy taught me in the books. So, I could help you read the story this time.”

Dean shook his head at the speedy ways of forgiveness in a child's heart, and for the first time in more years than he could remember, a small smile turned up one side of his mouth.

He reached out to pat her cold cheek. “I'm not sure, kiddo. We'll have to wait and see.” Emma was about to argue the point but Dean stood up. “Now it's gonna be dark soon and it's way too cold for you to be out here without a scarf. Don't you have one?” He asked.

Emma nodded. “Yeah, but I don't like it. It itches.”

Dean hummed. “Ah, yeah wool does that sometimes.” He unwound his own scarf from around his neck.

“Here, I'll trade you.” He said as he wound the polyester scarf around her neck and up over her cheeks. “Now, you head home.”

Emma's eyes were bright and happy above her new scarf as she danced away, skipping through the light snow that blanketed the ground.

He watched her go for a moment before turning back to head home himself. But he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Y/N standing in the path with an arm full of wood. Silence reigned for nearly a full minute. Finally he reached forward to take the wood, but Y/N shook her head.

“No, I’m fine.” She nodded toward the school. “Just stocking up for tomorrow.”

“Right.”

More silence. Y/N’s voice was quiet when she finally spoke. “Thank you for the scarf. It’s been impossible to get her to wear one.”

He nodded and then realized something. “How long were you standing there?”

Y/N took a deep breath, answering on an exhale. “Since just before you promised my daughter not to scare the shit out of her again.”

Dean nodded and closed his eyes. “So, basically the whole time.”

“Yeah, basically.” She took a beat pause. “Thank you for that.”

Dean nodded. She walked towards the school again but before she could close the door and shut him out, Dean called to her, knowing his voice sounded desperate.

“I needed to believe it.”

Y/N turned in the doorway, a frown on her face. “Needed to believe what?”

He took a step closer, feeling choked by all the words he wanted to say that wouldn’t form properly in his mind. Y/N stared at him for a moment more before huffing slightly and walking into the schoolroom. He followed her inside, closing the door against the wind as she dropped the pile of wood into a metal bucket by the stove.

When she turned back to face him, she was scowling. “Dean, I don’t know what you want here. What do you want me to say?”

He shook his head. He didn’t want her to say anything. He wanted to say things, so many things. “No, nothing.” He croaked out.

She crossed her arms over her chest, bunching up her too big jacket. “Then what are you doing here?”

He took deep breaths in through his nose, pushing the words out through a closed throat. “I needed to believe it.” He said again, quieter this time.

“Believe what?” Y/N asked in frustration.

He stepped close to her and she took a step back before refusing to retreat. He gazed at her and wished more than anything that she really could just see inside his head so he wouldn’t have to try and get it out.

But he looked at the ground quickly and then back at her. His breathing was slightly labored and his voice was thin as he spoke. “You’re so dangerous to me, Y/N.”

He knew he said the wrong words when her forehead wrinkled into a deep frown and she nodded. “Because - I’m a psychic monster? Or because I’m a croat? Why exactly am I dangerous this time?”

“Because you’re you.” Dean answered loudly, speaking over the end of her question. He sighed in frustration; he was getting all of this wrong. He looked up to the heavens, as though they could possibly help him, and tried again, speaking softer.

“I needed to believe that you could control my mind or my…my feelings because…” He trailed off and looked at Y/N hoping she’d just know what he was saying and finish the sentence for him. But she was still just frowning in confusion.

“Because,” he continued, “my feelings when I'm around you are…dangerous. For me, I mean, they’re dangerous. Y/N I can’t…” He shook his head. “The way you look at the world? And the way you change how I see it too? It’s so fucking dangerous.”

He waved his hand, trying to encompass everything. “This world is ugly and shitty, and fucking ended! We literally lived through the end of the world, and now all that’s left is this - this dark, violent, bullshit reality.”

He shook his head and his voice was filled with awe. “Yet somehow you move through it like this,” again he struggled for the words to describe her, “like some kind of lighthouse, like a refuge for every cold, lost thing. And I - “

He cut himself off, not sure he was making any sense. But Y/N had stopped frowning and was now just contemplating him.

He shrugged. “And when I’m around you, I feel warmer than I’ve felt in years, brighter.” He shook his head and moved away from her, embarrassed by his confession and knowing he wasn't saying it right.

He stared at the map as he spoke. “So, I needed to believe that the feelings weren’t real, that you’d just forced me to feel that way. Because if the feelings and thoughts you bring out of me are real?” His shoulders slumped. “God, I’m so fucked.”

He felt Y/N come up to stand just behind him on his right, but he stayed staring at the map as she spoke.

“Why? What’s so dangerous about warmth and light?”

His voice was barely audible as he answered slowly. “Because they bring hope. And hope is a lie. It’s a lie I believed for a long time, a lie I clung to. The lie of possibilities, of family, of good conquering evil. And when the lie was revealed and the world fell apart, the truth almost killed me.”

After a moment he turned to face her and felt his heart skip as he saw her expression of sadness and the tears that sparkled in her eyes, even in the growing dusk.

He lifted a hand to cup her cheek and thumbed away a tear as it fell over her bottom lashes. “And Y/N, if I allow myself to hope again, and it gets crushed by the world again…” He shook his head. “I won’t survive it, I know I won’t.”

He took a step closer to her and felt her warmth penetrating his cold bones. She grabbed his free hand and held it in both of hers as he dropped his other hand from her cheek.

“Or…” she said, her voice filled with conviction, “or we can both hope, both fight, and both win. Even if we never get big wins, the little ones still count. And they add up. Every day we’re here alive is a win. Every time we smile at someone and they smile back is a win. Every time the sun shines so bright you have to close your eyes, every time we hear Emma giggle, every time our stomachs are full, every time we do something to make our home here better - every small thing adds up to big wins.”

Dean shook his head. He knew that trying to resist the pull of her light and life was pointless; she’d been pulling him out of the dark, and changing his plans since the moment she’d come into his life.

He used their connected hands to pull her tight against him and watched heat enter her beautiful, red-ringed eyes.

He bent his head, but before his lips touched hers, he whispered words that came much easier now. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. For all of it. I’m so sorry.”

Another tear fell down her cheek and she smiled and bit her lip. “If I say you’re forgiven will you kiss me?”

He pretended to mull it over and then nodded. “Yes, I think that’s fair.”

In the dusky twilight around them he pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers; his arms tightened around her as she moaned softly.

He was definitely counting that sound as a win.

***

Over the next month Dean resumed his dinners with Y/N, the difference being that he was there nearly every night, and he’d stopped pretending to himself that he didn’t relish every moment with her and Emma.

Over the evenings spent together, Emma had warmed more and more to him so that now she ran to meet him every time he walked through their tent flap, holding her arms up so he’d pick her up and toss her up into the air, catching her in a swooping motion as she came down. It made Y/N gasp every time, but Emma squealed with delight. He’d set her down and she’d grab his hand, nearly three times the size of hers, and pull him over to the table.

He’d take off his heavy canvas jacket within the relative warmth of the tent, and drape it over Emma’s shoulders, making her giggle as she drowned inside it.

They’d sit around the table and share the day's events, though Emma usually did the majority of the talking. It always brought a mixture of feelings when he listened to her bubbly, excited stories. It made him happy and terrified at the same time. She was so precious he couldn’t help but smile, an expression that was becoming easier for him as the days went by. But also, his chest felt tight and he could feel terror creep in as the darkness whispered a warning, telling him that he couldn’t possibly keep her safe. He’d lose her, and Y/N too.

Sometimes that thought woke him from a deep sleep and made him shake and sweat. It was proving incredibly difficult to make all his fears go away. But as soon as he saw Y/N’s smile the next day, it felt easier.

In fact it was becoming increasingly difficult to go home at all, to leave her warm cozy tent and return to his dismal gray one. But they were trying to be careful and move slowly in deference to Emma. They didn’t want her to feel confused or unsure of things now that she finally seemed so at ease.

So they hid their kisses and their caresses until after Emma was sleeping, at which point they’d usually try and brave the cold long enough to enjoy some alone time, even if it was encumbered by bulky jackets and scarves. They never had enough time, but they’d managed slightly more satisfactory make out sessions in the empty school and in Dean’s tent. But they were always too rushed and things had to end too quickly.

Dean ached for her more and more every day.

One evening in mid December, the air was much milder than usual; the day had been unseasonably warm and the night held on to a trace of it. Dean had Y/N pressed up against the side of the thick canvas tent, sucking on the soft skin just below her ear. As her breath caught and she angled her head so that he had better access, he was practically vibrating with how badly he needed to feel her.

As he breathed into her mouth, he slowly unzipped her jeans, letting her tell him no if she wanted. But she just nodded and bit her lip.

He watched her face as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of the leggings she wore as an extra layer against the cold, and then down into her panties. He desperately tried to stifle the moan that wanted to escape as he felt how soaking wet she was for him.

“Goddamn.” He whispered roughly as he slid two fingers inside her, rubbing his thumb against her little bundle of nerves and making her bite harder into her lip to keep quiet. He decided to help her out and closed his mouth over hers, swallowing up her small moans.

He pushed in and out of her body, his cock hardening as she gripped his forearm where it disappeared into her pants while her cunt clenched tight around his fingers. He passed his fingers over her sweet spot a couple of times and she fell over the edge. She broke off their kiss to bury a scream in his neck, muffling it with his thick collar.

As she came down she clung to him, her hot breaths creating puffs of white in the cold air. She moved her hand to cup his hard on through his jeans and was just reaching for his zipper when they suddenly heard Cas’ voice inside the tent.

“Emma, where is your mother and Dean?”

Dean groaned. What the fuck? Y/N squeaked slightly and pulled her hand back, making him absolutely throb with need. He was gonna slaughter his best friend.

They were quickly righting their clothing when Emma's voice reached them, and it didn’t really sound like she’d been sleeping.

“They’re outside the tent, kissing each other.”

Y/N’s eyes got huge and round and Dean stifled a snorted laugh behind his palm while she slapped his bicep.

“It’s not funny. Jesus, we’re gonna traumatize her!” She said in a horrified whisper.

Suddenly Cas’ head poked around the side of the tent and he frowned. “Are you finished kissing?”

Y/N buried her head in Dean’s chest and Dean scowled at the angel. “Well, we sure as hell are now.”

Cas nodded, completely ignoring Dean’s frustration. “Good. You need to come inside. I have incredible news.”

Dean sighed and rolled his eyes. “What news, Cas?”

The angel’s smile was surprising in its rarity and it made Dean raise an eyebrow.

“I know why Y/N isn’t a psychic.”

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meircury · 2 months

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Hello everyone! I hope everyone have a nice today! I very much rarely engage in fandom directly but there's has been something nagging me for a while, and this has something to do with SOME of Grey and Gauche shippers, alongside SOME of Gauche 'fans', treated him. I'm mostly talking about English speaking side of the fandom. I feel like the need of talk about this because I really hate the way they treated canon Gauche:

(Fair warning: LONG)

I absolutely hate seeing fans turning Grey into another Marie for Gauche or a replacement of his sister and makes him simp for her just like how he acts around Marie. In the story Gauche‘s simping for Marie is called “complex” because he simps out of unhealthy familial love and attachment because of what happened to them in the past and as a result of Gauche’s trust issues. His simping is NOT normal. It’s an ISSUE. FLAW. That needs to be FIXED. Not deflected to someone else. I see a lot of shippers make Gauche shoves his problems into Grey and repeats all his complex action with her. Example, a lot of memes show Gauche being weird about Grey’s photo. Whyy? One of the charms this ship has is how it brings out a unique caring side of Gauche we rarely see, like when he told Grey to work on her magic in the seabed temple, or when she saved him with the bulls after the elf fight. Yeah. That… that side of Gauche acting tsun and shy because he’s not used to be nice or open to others. Yet a lot of fans choose to use his unhealthy simping and shove it to Grey rather than builds upon his established development.

Nosebleeding over Grey. I saw this troupe is used TONS of time by the shippers artists, specifically English/West ones, and it's bothering me A LOT. Like. This troupe is used a lot in western Grey and Gauche shippers community and it's so fucking weird because aren't the same community despise the way anime over exaggerating this troupe at the point it's destroyed gauche's characterization? (For the record, after his arc Gauche only nosebleed for 5 times in manga, while in anime? Idk 50 or smth 😂😂😂) Then why they act the same way with anime with over-using this troupe when he found Grey's cute or adorable or anything sexual? Like, I'm so sorry but this such a huge hypocrisy. Hate the way anime treated him but do the same. Do you know what's ironic? I've seen less of this troupe used in the Japanese bc ship community, where most of them didn't mind the troupe. There's more irony. Most of the nice fanarts and actually depicted their relationship right it's also from JP artists who's not even have Grey and Gauche as their main ship. They're drawing them once in awhile and that's it. It's sad because why ppl who doesn't have them as their main ship understand the ship's dynamic better more than the actual shippers?

Grey Fix Gauche. Grey will Fix Gauche. Oh my God. This is the most cringiest shit ive ever heard when it came to a ship. This is also the biggest reason why I lost all of my love I had for this ship and ended up disliking it. Like. No. Grey ain't fixing Gauche. Gauche is the one who's fixing his own problem. And if you really want to insist of using 'fixing' troupe, then Asta fixing Gauche is way more valid than her. Because, he's the one who changed Gauche's mind. If Asta didn't do this then Gauche will still not giving any shit about Grey. But yeah, I hate the fixing troupe as I'm firm believer one can and SHOULD fix their problem by their own self, not by others. This troupe is problematic and I'll stand by it. That aside, saying her fixing Gauche is literally disrespecting Gauche's own development and the others characters that help him grow up (henry, gordon, Theresa, YAMI). Like, stop. Stop thinking Grey took all of those efforts that's she's not even done. Stop being delusional. Please. Why y'all not trusting him to became a better version of himself by his own efforts? Damn.

Gauche has sister complex and I hope people especially his fans will accept that as one of his character flaws instead of being denial x') he's not some poor guy who show his love differently. I know the anime explained it like that but in my honest opinion he reads to me as a man in need of therapy help because his traumatic past of having his family killed is left untreated and resulting in him developing attachment issues to his sister, the only family he has left. (Manga - Context) Did Gauche get better at not being a full siscon? Yes. Did he enterly get over it? No. Because he will always show sister complex gags and it's the same with any other bulls with their gags (ex. Noelle's royalty tsun, Luck's fight obsessed, Vanessa's alcoholic). These are flaws that make them more humans and will need more time to smooth over. As his fan, I want Gauche to fully love Marie in the healthy way of course, and I'm happy he's not as bad as before. Some bulls already helped him with that by showing him there's others he can protect beside his sister. I'm sure Grey is also gonna help him because she's his love interest but fixing him? Nah. He’s already getting better by his and the bulls’ efforts not just Grey.

(I'm saying this again just to make sure: NOT ALL Grey and Gauche shippers act like this, there's only SOME of them (the rest are good) but the way they treated Gauche is just too much I need to make a post about it lol)

Alright that's it. I had more complains like how people keep drawing gauche with muscles (he's a twink omg y'all following anime way of drawing him 😭/hj), ignoring Gauche's canonly beautiful blue greenish eye, etc but that's my personal preferences and I believe everyone deserved to draw him in their own way x) with this vent is clear enough that I do not like and vibes with Grey and Gauche as the ship because of the shippers (also the way tabata treated them but that's a different topic lol) I know this two will eventually be canon but I don't care and I still want to give more loves for him and drawing him with others characters because he deserved to have more fanarts thats not tied to his canon ship x')

Lastly. I just wish the Grey and Gauche shippers can see more from Gauche's point of view instead of being huge biased towards Grey. Because at this point I'm convinced that the shippers is Grey fans who only cares about Gauche because he's her love interest. Please respect and adore Gauche's character as y'all do with Grey 😞

Thankyou and have a nice weekend everyone!

#black clover #gauche adlai #my English isn’t good so my friend who's I've been having discussion about this helped me with the wording #kudos for them!#too add more I know most of Gauche fans are also Grey and Gauche shippers #so if theres any of you follows me I'll make this clear again that I don't ship them #I just draw Gauche because I love him too much #vent post #personal vent

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I've been really negative about Honkai recently and I'm sorry about that but with everything that's wrong it gets you thinking about how they could have done it better.

So now I'm wondering what ideas people have for Mei's (gestures at her) everything. Instead of just telling us everything Mei is supposed to be and show us Mei growing as a person.

I do want to see what other people think up because by no means is my idea the only good one.

DISCLAIMER: I'm only throwing ideas out, I'm not claiming to be an actual good writer. I'd be a pretentious asshole to think that if I wrote this in a story format rather than an outline that it'd be any good. It'd be worse than what we got. I'm also not blaming the writers for being crunched so bad. It's just a lot of unfortunate circumstances.

Personally I'd go nuts with the beta Crown of Thorns + the ideas introduced in ch 1-2 of Elysian Realm and the story beforehand (Elysia is "perfect" but acts mean).

Elysia considers herself the perfect human when there's no humanity in her having let the end come because "it's their own fault". As if Mei let Kiana die to her own foolish self sacrificial habits. Her love is a detached one, like she doesn't truly understand what it is to love nor does she understand what she is loving. Humanity is more like a cute plaything than the collection of all people and their hopes and sorrows and hatred and love and everything in between.

The point of the Previous Era was that they were so coldly logical that they lost. They had no love, just look at what happened to RIN, murdered in cold blood and only became a Herrscher because of it. And that basically ALL we knew about the PE for the longest time, the coldblooded murder of a young woman just because she might've been a threat and how Sakura was able to reach RIN and get her to stop killing in the end with love.

Take the examples of love from the PE and crush them under that cold logic. Su being a doctor forced to continually sacrifice the few for the many, going against all he stands for. Griseo growing up in a world so apathetic towards new life. Hua hating Kevin for being Dr. Mei's pawn and killing HIMEKO. Expanding on the throwaway line where she was ostracized for being so close to somebody who became a Herrscher. Eden being so depressed at the loss of art and so much life. Sakura trying to do good by her sister but killing for a living to make it so. I think they really nailed Pardo the first time around. And very importantly, make it clear that MOTH/Dr. Mei's rationality is what caused so much suffering. Despite this, have her thaw out and be understanding even for their worst qualities. As the sims open up, so does she, becoming more like a person again rather than angst with a vague goal.

Contrast all of this with the love Mei has felt through her life. Her few interactions with her father that left a mark on her. Seeing how Hua has changed from the past into the present, finding people that she can openly love and care for. Theresa and Himeko giving her unconditional love and teaching her so much as parental figures. Even the tough love like Himeko slapping her across for face for suggesting everyone else would be better off if Mei killed herself. Kiana and Bronya relying on her and supporting her, her happiest moments being when she was at St. Freya with her family. Even during her short time at Anti-Entropy, Tesla was very kind to her. See the few examples of love that appeared in the Previous Era and realize THAT'S what they're fighting for in the real world.

I forget where it was stated, but I think it was Otto who said that the Current Era has come to a better understanding of what it means to be human and I really like that idea. Herrschers are more capable of being human than some people. That being human and defeating the Honkai isn't based on plans that kill nearly everyone on Earth or making decisions for the people of the future. It's not "PURGE THE HONKAI" as the PE was so fond of saying, it's "Fight for everything beautiful in the world."

With Elysia as the antagonist it doesn't even necessarily need to end in a boss fight against her or anything. But make Mei decide for herself that what she is going to fight for, she isn't "perfect" like Elysia but her love is genuine and she has a deeper understanding than Elysia ever could. She can carry on the memories of the Previous Era, not of all the fighting and plans but of the love people tried to show each other. A rejection of what everything the Previous Era stood for.

Have Mei leave the Realm and World Serpent, not because Kevin said "okay you can go now" but to abandon them to be with the people she truly cares about and believes in because that is what is important now. Maybe have her come to their aid when it's explicitly against WS's interests.

THEN Mei can take Elysia's place as Herrscher of Human/Origin because she truly understands what it means to love people unlike Elysia. How Kiana's arc is learning to accept love and loving herself, have Mei's arc be learning to love the world again.

Also do none of the retconning in chapter 34. Make everything they are doing in the Current Era their own decisions, their own plans. They are supposed to be overcoming Project Stigma through their own determination and knowledge, not because this was the real purpose of Project EMBER. Also just let the Will of the Honkai be something the Previous Era inflicted on the Current Era while tampering with it, not "we were making it easier for the CE the whole time". The Current Era's victory over the Honkai has to be their own.

I'll be first to admit, I haven't thought much into how it's play out and definitely should have more to do with Elysia, the realm is named for her and it's her big secret at the center of it all. You could still pull this off with making Elysia suffer so much for having so much genuine love for everyone in a loveless world or a million other ways. Just not, Elysia decided the future for the Herrschers and everything the CE is doing is actually a PE plan.

#honkai impact #elysian realm #raiden mei

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Code Blue Ch. 27- Brother

Summary: Luke and Lee reconnect. Josie is floored. A secret starts to unravel. Lee and Jo share pizza and a talk. A lot comes to light, but not everything. Luke and Orlando have a conversation that doesn't end well. Jo and Lee head to the farm. Orlando plots. Luke makes a move.

*Warnings* language, angst, drug references, molestation references

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Chapter characters: Lee, Josie, Luke,

Salem, Massachusetts

February 28, 2023

"Holy hell! Luke??" Lee exhilarated as they shared the typical manly back patting hug.

"The one and only! Long time no see my brother from another mother." Luke replied, leaving you reeling at the fact that not only was he a spitting image of Orlando with his dark hair and similar eyes, but he shared the same British accent and smile.

Their embrace ended and Luke did a double take at you as you stood their with your mouth open, gawking at him.

"And who may I ask is this delightful creature?" he asked with an intense smile as he approached you.

Lee chuckled. "Isn't she? This is my beautiful and captivating girlfriend, Josie March. Jo, this is Luke, Orlando's brother."

"Ahhh, Lee, you're killing me here. It is of the greatest pleasure to meet you Josie."

"Likewise." you smiled and shook his extended hand. "Umm I...I didn't know he had another brother?"

"Well, it's understandable that I wasn't mentioned. I haven't been around much and I am sure Lando is a bit pissed off at me for that. Mum was able to reach me and told me what happened, so I had to come and see my little brother, then go find Ethan and kick his ass. How's Lando doing?"

"As well as can be expected. His surgery went well and he is resting. Your Mom was here earlier and...he became upset and had to be sedated, so now he's sleeping like a baby." Lee explained. "Hey umm, I don't know if you know, but...Orlando told me that...your dad is in town, that Ethan brought him here."

"What???" you harshly interrupted, as you had no idea, plus you knew about what his dad had done to him.

"Sorry Jo. I wasn't trying to keep that from you. I really just forgot while we were talking."

Lee looked upon you oddly in response to your reaction, for he didn't know Orlando had told you about his father or what he had done to him. Orlando had asked you not to say anything, so out of respect for him, you didn't, even though he told you Lee knew what happened. Of course, Lee never told you because it wasn't his secret to tell and you understood that. Orlando had only asked for your silence because he and Lee were at odds then and he didn't want to cause issues for you and him over confiding such a deep and dark secret to you. You now felt it was probably alright to tell him you knew because well, you pretty much had to now anyways since it was all coming out into the open as secrets always do.

"No, it's ok Lee. I know we were wrapped up in other things. We can...talk more later on this?"

Your gaze at Lee told him that you knew. "Uh, yeah sure Jo."

He was hurt. You heard it in his tone and saw it in his eyes.

"No man, I didn't know. Ethan and I are going to go round when I find him. He's crossed one too many lines and this...this I cannot even fathom right now."

"Yeah Tracy showed Luke's photo to the nurses and told them he is not permitted to see Orlando, so they are aware that he may try to visit him. Ethan too." Lee explained to Luke.

"Wait...Tracy? Luke? I...assume that is his...your Mom and Dad?" you asked in confusion, in which the Luke in front of you validated your question.

"Yes. Theresa is our mom, but she goes by Tracy and then there's our dad...Luke senior. Knowing what I know about him, I really want to change my name."

Luke's grimace confirmed that he despised his father as much as Orlando did.

"No man, you can't change your name. Then we wouldn't be Luke, Lee and Lando." Lee chuckled to try and distract Luke's humiliation. "And besides, you're nothing like him."

"Your words are too kind old friend. When or if this all blows over, we'll all have to hang out like we used to long ago. I miss those days. Happier times. The REAL three musketeers. Your beauty here can come too."

You felt yourself blush a little. Luke certainly was a lot like Orlando and nothing like Ethan or Sam. It seemed to you they must have inherited the asshole thing from the dad.

"Yeah man, we'll have to do that. Hey, Jo and I were just heading out for pizza. You wanna join since Lando's asleep?"

"Yeah I heard that when I walked up. I would, but I think I'll stay with him now that I know dad's around. Hey man...I'm so sorry about your dad...I would have came to the funeral but I wouldn't have made it in time. I should have at least called you. I honestly have no excuse for that. Just kind of wrapped up in my own shit. I'm truly sorry Lee."

"Hey, no worries. I completely get the part of dealing with a lot of shit and you lose sight of other things in life. Apology not needed but accepted. You're here now, that's what counts. How long are you going to be in town?"

"At this point, it's indefinite, but I feel it will still be awhile with all that's going on. Orlando needs me and I have a lot of time to make up for. And now mum is here. Not sure for how long but I know she's been sick lately. No clue what's going on with her. So, for now, I'm at the Salem Inn...but I think I will stay with Lando...if he lets me that is."

"He'll let you. I'm sure of it. Well, hit me up soon then. Hopefully you'll still be here for my birthday next month. Party at the farm? If I still have it that is."

"What does that mean, if you still have it? What's going on bro?"

"One word. Gordon. I'll explain all that some other time."

"I can only imagine what that little fucker has done now. I can kick his ass too if you want?" Luke laughed.

"Nah...leave him for me." Lee chuckled. "I'll deal with my brother and you deal with yours. Of course, if I see Ethan though, I may deal with him myself."

"Deal. Talk soon. Nice to meet you Josie March. Glad to see Lee so happy with you. You both make a striking pair."

"Thank you. It was really nice to meet you too Luke. Tell Orlando I was here and I'll come see him later either here, or when he's released. He don't have a phone. Ethan destroyed it."

"Will do...and I'll make sure he gets a new phone. Hey, and thanks for what you did for my brother. Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't saved him. You got one brave lady there Lee. Landy's lucky to have you both."

"That she sure is. See ya later man."

As you and Lee headed to the parking lot, he finally brought it up.

"So, I take it you know what happened to Orlando involving his dad." he asked, but more in the form of a statement rather than a question.

"Lee...I..do. I'm sorry, he swore me to secrecy. You guys were fighting and.."

"No, baby. It's alright. I'm not upset. I know why he didn't want you to tell me. He knew I would catch on to his feelings for you considering he would never just tell anyone about that."

"You...seem upset though?"

"Well, I am...not at you. Just the situation. I mean, my best friend is in love with my girlfriend."

"Lee...even if that were true....I love you. Not him. I mean, as a friend, I love him just as I do Britt, Amy or Dave but..."

Your words were halted by Lee gently yanking you against him with his hands folded behind your back and his cobalt eyes peering down at you as he grinned.

"Stop explaining."

His soft hands then slid up your waist and came to a rest upon your cheeks as he brought his lips down to yours. The kiss was delicate and brief, but enough to take your breath away and make you weak in the knees as you stood on your tippy toes to reach him even as he leaned down.

"Mmmm." Lee moaned as he then kissed the tip of your nose. "Come on. Let's go eat. You pick the place. I'll follow you anywhere woman."

Lee parked behind your silver 87 Monte Carlo SS in his pale green 75 Dodge Dart Swinger at a favorite pizza place of yours and he quickly rushed up to your door to open it for you.

You just swooned over the fact that you were blessed with such a gentleman. He was the whole package and much more. The king in a fairytale that you had always dreamed of...and it scared the hell out of you. Things like that were always too good to be true. At least that's what you had always believed after your past relationships. You couldn't help but wait for the bomb to drop just as it always had.

You chose a high rise table to move to so Lee would be more comfortable after he damn near got stuck in a booth due to his size, then you both ordered ice waters with lemon and the mutual favorite large pepperoni and mushroom pizza that seemed like a lifetime you both had waited for to finally share. He then went on to tell you his horror stories of being so tall which had you rolling in laughter.

"No, seriously Jo, I can't make this shit up. Like, you think I would have learned after repeated incidents of getting my head whacked in the ceiling fan in the farm's basement. Especially when one time, the blade broke clean off. I don't know which was worse, that, or my mom's wrath of whacking me in the head. I always knew I was in for it when she shouted my full name. "Lee Grinner Pace!! That is the second fan you've destroyed. How hard is it to duck!! I swear, after all the blows to your noggin, you would think you'd learn!" And then I'd be like this total smart ass kid and say "Well why do we need a fan in the basement?? I can't stand up in the damn thing as it is!", which is where said head whack by mom came in."

"So, let me guess. I bet there is no ceiling fan down there now." you giggled.

"Nope!!" he chortled. "I've actually done a lot of remodeling on the place with it being so old. It was built in like 1812 or something. You know, I have never taken a girl there. Never wanted to until you. Never even took Liz. My parents didn't like her anyways which I'm sure you now know why. God, they would have loved you though."

Lee's face became doleful as he sipped his water. Everything was still so fresh for him with his dad's passing and he was trying so hard for you to be strong with all that was happening.

"I'm sure I would have loved them too. I mean, look what they gave me." you sweetly said and laid your hand upon his.

He smiled and brought his hand up to your cheek, gently sliding your hair behind your ear. "I'm forever grateful for you, standing by me through all my bullshit when you should have ran as far away as you could....but god I'm so glad you didn't. And I hope you won't now."

His blue eyes held woe in them and you could feel it....and you were pretty sure it involved Ethan.

"Lee, why would I leave? I have never been so happy. You...said you wanted to talk to me, so talk to me, please baby. What is wrong?"

He sighed in hesitation, for he didn't want to ruin the good time the two of you were having, but he knew he needed to come clean, at least with some things. It wasn't that he didn't trust you, it was that he was scared to death he would lose you, so he did his best to delay the inevitable by changing the subject.

"What is up with Gerry anyways? Making house calls, for the second time now."

You heard it, the jealousy in his tone, but you understood it. You felt that way about Ethan, more so than you wanted to admit.

"Ummm, just Gerry using his authority to get close to me."

"Lee, there's nothing to worry about with him. I shut him down just as I always do whenever I have to deal with his groveling. I love you and I made that quite known to him. I see no one but you. Please tell me you believe that? I've given all of me to you. You're my entire world Lee."

"And you're mine Jo March..of course I believe you. Come here baby."

Lee stood up and pulled you close, then bent down and placed a simple soft long kiss on your lips, making you tingle all over. You knew what he was doing though. Deflecting from the real issue at hand. As much as you wanted to stay in that lip lock, you wanted to know what was going on with him more. You stroked his cheek and smiled, then went right back to your question.

"Lee...please. Tell me what's going on in that beautiful mind of yours. You're obviously struggling over something you want to tell me. Just tell me. Get it off your chest so we can work through it together."

His eyes lowered in disappointment and then he sat back down.

"Alright then...the morning after the funeral, when I went downstairs to make us breakfast...there were...messages on the machine. They were from Ethan..."

Lee paused and rubbed his hand over his face as he sat back with a hard sigh through his nose.

"There were at least a dozen, one right after the other. My phone had many texts as well. They were a mix of angry ones, desperate and pleading ones, jealous ones...you name it. I had deleted some and then I just unplugged the machine and threw it in the drawer out of frustration. I...I didn't want you to hear them and become upset and ruin our first morning together."

"Yeah...I...I had seen you looking at your phone before we went outside and you didn't look happy, but...I didn't think I should say anything. God, no wonder you had that panic attack Lee, and the way you were chopping that wood. I knew something was wrong. Baby, why didn't you just tell me? I mean, why would I get upset? It wasn't your fault that Ethan is unstable. Unless...did he threaten you? or...me? Is that it?"

"No, he didn't. Just, you know, after all that he had done, I just wanted to ignore him and forget about it. I know now that it was the wrong thing to do...I mean, it's my fault for what he did to Orlando that night. He took his anger over me out on him."

"Oh god no Lee, that is not your fault! That is Ethan's fault and no one else's. But Lee, if he would do that to his own brother and what he did to us in the car, then I should have been told about the messages. He's a threat Lee and now he walks around free to hurt someone again and I'm worried that may be you."

"I can handle Ethan. It's you I'm worried about. Orlando wouldn't admit it, but...I think Ethan threatened you and that's why Orlando backed off of him. I think he coerced him into lying by using you against him. Just another reason I feel Orlando loves you. I called him out on that too, but he wouldn't talk."

"Alright, then I will get the truth out of him myself on why he really did it when I go see him again....Lee...Britt...she told me something at the hospital. Something she remembered after seeing Ethan at the funeral reception and hearing us talking about him at the hospital. She swears she saw Ethan years ago on the Haunted Star, my family's boat...and Jason was there with him....and so were you. They were gambling with a well known mob family. Is...that true? Did...Ethan know my brother? Did...you?"

"Not all of it. I swear Jo. I never knew Jason or even spoke to him...but...yes, I...I do remember seeing him there talking with Ethan...Jo I'm so..."

"And you didn't think I needed to know that??? Lee...for fucks sake...is Ethan involved in the mob too?? Is that what you're keeping from me??"

"I don't know if he knew your brother, I swear it Jo. If he did, he never mentioned him to me and I swear I did not know who Jason was then."

"You do an awful lot of swearing Lee, then things just pop up like this. Ok, I believe you that you did not know my brother, but you knew now who he was and that you had seen him with Ethan before. My brother, he didn't just have regular friends and hang out like us having pizza!" you sarcastically explained with a laugh.

"And you were there with Ethan. Is this what Ethan meant when he told me you weren't telling me everything? What the hell am I missing here Lee???"

Lee sat quietly with his head hung low as he fidgeted with his glass, and of course, you instantly felt bad for jumping on him like that when he was most likely trying to protect you from being hurt over Jason's dealings.

"Jo...." he said with an aggravated sigh. "I...I don't remember a whole lot from that night, after...we left the boat. Ethan and I met up at Gordon's for a party. The same party that we all got high out of our minds on and I...well, you know...with Ethan...I...I'm sorry I did not tell you about seeing Jason in my past...I felt it would just leave you with more questions that I did not have the answers to. I don't know the nature of Ethan's relations with Jason. He didn't speak of it to me. Beings that I didn't know Jason at the time or what he was into, I had no reason to think anything of it. I went there solely to drink with Ethan and have a good time. I'm sorry Jo....I need to use the restroom."

Lee hastily pushed his chair out and walked off, leaving you on the verge of tears.

"Landy...wakey wakey little brother." Luke said as he saw Orlando was coming around from his sedation.

Orlando's vision was a bit out of focus as he opened his groggy eyes.

"L...Lukey?"

Luke smiled and winked at him. "Yep, it's me baby bro. How are you feeling?"

Orlando gasped and quickly sat up. "Where the hell have you been?? Do you know it's been almost a year since I've seen you?!"

"I know man. I'm sorry. I really am. Like you, my mind hasn't been right. I know it's no excuse but..."

"Damn right it's not! Even with all I deal with, I have been calling you all the time. So, now you wait till something like this happens to come around. Surprised you even found out since you just dropped off the face of the fucking earth."

"Mum called me. I knew she was coming so I thought I better get my ass here for damage control. I...I heard about...him...being here. You haven't seen him yet have you? Mum made sure to tell the nurses he wasn't allowed here. Ethan either."

"No...and I better not. I still have a good left hand."

"Yeah, speaking of that. What the fuck Landy. Why are you protecting Ethan???"

"I'm not protecting him! I'm....never mind. it doesn't matter."

"The hell it don't. I saw Lee and his girlfriend earlier and they told me all about what really happened, which I had already suspected."

"J..Josie...was..here??"

"Ummm, yes? and Lee I said too." Luke replied, immediately picking up on Orlando's quick inquiry to solely you. "You know, your best mate?"

"Yes Luke, I know. He was here all night. I just didn't know she came back. Her and Sam...well, that didn't go so well."

"Let me guess. Sammie is defending Ethan. Nothing new there."

"Yep...same old. You should have seen it." Orlando laughed. "Josie got sick of her mouth and tried to attack her. That girl is a firecracker. Always has my back, even when I didn't deserve it."

"Yeah..uh..well, that firecracker is Lee's girlfriend in case you have forgotten."

"Yeah Luke, I know! What's that got to do with anything?"

"Apparently a lot. I know you better than anyone....you...you got a thing for her, don't you?"

"What? Noooo? She's just a good friend...like Lee. I mean, look what she did for me."

"I call bullshit bro. Does Lee know? That you have the hots for his woman?"

"Ok just stop man. I'm just grateful to her, that's all."

"Gratitude. That's what you're calling it. Ok then.....bullshititude Lando."

"Enough man, about her!! She loves him. They always do. You know that."

"Alright...I'll drop it for now. Hey, I went and got you a phone after they left. She wants you to get a hold of her and that she would be back to see you at some point."

"Thought you were dropping it already??"

"I...am?? I was imply relaying a message. Wow man...you got it bad for this girl. Are you....in love with her????"

"What?? No, stop it. Bad enough I have to hear about it from Lee."

"Oh, so then he DOES know...and...holy shit, then it's true??"

"Jesus...so what if it is?? Yeah, I love her...big fucking deal. She'll never love me so...just...stop already!"

"Fine...I didn't come all the way here to talk about your love life, although it seems it's a big part of your troubles. So, what the hell happened with Ethan... and don't you fucking lie to me like you lied about him."

"Well if you already know the truth, then why ask me??"

"Because I wanna see you try and lie to me."

"Man, fuck you. What gives you the right to demand a damn thing from me after you just left me at their mercy!"

"Ok...I guess I deserve that...but man, I never would have left if I had known what I know now. You didn't even tell me about dad until last year, so how was I..."

"How were you to know?? Christ! Don't tell me you didn't know?? You knew how dad treated all of us, and how I got the shit end of it all and you DID know about how Ethan was! and you just fucking bailed and left mum to deal with it. No wonder she's sick all the time. I can barely handle it."

"You're right..." Luke replied as his eyes fell in shame. "I bailed. I failed you and mum. I was young and foolish and..."

"Selfish! That's what you were. You know, when you were there, he barely touched me...and when you left, it was a free for all! And then you just come strolling back in here with your lame ass apologies. Just get out!"

"No man, I'm not leaving! We're not done here. You're not going to blame me for what that piece of trash did. That's on him!"

"Yeah, and now he's here...somewhere! Yes, we ARE done here. Now get...the...fuck...out."

"You know what? Fine. I'll go...for now. I got a bone to pick with Ethan. I'll beat the truth out of him. One way or another, I will get it, even though I already know it."

"Whatever...GO!!" Orlando shouted and threw his water cup at him.

Luke reluctantly left in a fury and shortly after, Orlando ripped the IV out of his arm, got dressed, grabbed the phone and left too.

Lee came back to the table and sat down, keeping his eyes safe from yours, for he had shed a few tears as he had stared at himself in the bathroom mirror....but you noticed. You stood up and wrapped your arms around him, leaving him stunned for a moment, and then he slowly returned the embrace, squeezing you so tight.

"I am so sorry Lee." you whispered into his ear. "I should never have acted like that. I believe you. Can...you forgive me?"

Lee slid his face back against yours and let his eyes fall into yours, then he kissed you deeply as he held our face in his hands.

"My sweet girl, there is nothing to forgive." he assured you as he pressed his forehead to yours. "You had every right to be angry with me, for I should have told you what I knew. I...I'm just so terrified of losing you...and I know that makes me sound so insecure but..."

"No...it doesn't. It makes you sound like a man who loves a woman and how in the hell could I be angry about that??"

You smiled at him with such loving eyes and kissed his forehead.

"Come on. Let's go to your farm and forget the world, at least for a little while. Besides, I really want to see this basement. Bet I can stand up in the damn thing." you chuckled, making him chortle in return.

"Alright, my lady. Follow me."

You both got in your cars and off you went while in the meantime, Orlando was walking to his condo with very dark thoughts consuming his mind. This time, he was going to be prepared for his father...and Ethan too, for he had reached his breaking point.

Luke had his own plans as well. He broke into Ethan's apartment and waited for his amoral brother to return while he cooked himself a steak, medium rare.

The door soon opened and in walked an unsuspecting Ethan to find Luke sitting at his kitchen table, nonchalantly cutting his steak with a switch blade knife.

"Whoa, Lukey. Long time no see bro." Ethan raved with a smile.

Without even raising his eyes, Luke spoke as he chewed.

"Nice and bloody. Just the way I like it. You?"

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cass1x1 · 10 months

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🎶🐷🍔💘🧐 for marisol, adra, and theresa!

marisol

MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

pop! ballads when she's feeling sappy. but it's genuinely mostly pop because she likes to be happy lol. she likes to have music on but doesn't always put it on herself if that makes sense?

PIG FACE — what is your oc’s favorite animal?

ooof great question. i think she's a pretty big fan of jelly fish! she likes that they mostly just kinda hang out and float and look pretty but that if you touch them the wrong way, they can hurt you.

HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?

marisol is certified disaster in the kitchen tbh? she can make a few things well enough to like not starve, but she's mostly pretty hopeless. all things considered, the few things she makes well are more cooked than baked.

HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

oh jeez! i mean jude obviously but like she isn't Ready for that i think she's very grateful for the friends she has made on her own merits because it's weird to her that someone would like her for her. also like...idk she has some expensive things that she has amassed or stole from her past life because she is living in a material world and she is a material girl??? maybe like specifically the first thing she bought with her own wages (a little hair-piece-thingy?)

FACE WITH MONOCLE — is your oc more logical or emotional?

emotional for sure but in a calculating way? she's a master manipulator when she wants to be and she often wants to be

adra

MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

i think she has an aesthetic that's like very common with a certain KIND of millennial so like hozier, florence and the machine, king princess. she also has an affinity for like...soundtracks with a certain vibe? like the journey soundtrack? she always has background music on when she's working but never when she's out in the forest or anything

PIG FACE — what is your oc’s favorite animal?

real or fictional? fictional, probably like phoenixes or something. real, probably butterflies/moths and deer for sure!

HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?

she's okay. not like incredible but if left on her own, she'd eat okay. she likes to bake more than she likes to cook but she's better at cooking than she is at baking.

HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

her sister, her research, and then like the environment in general. probably in that order

FACE WITH MONOCLE — is your oc more logical or emotional?

logical but with her own weird logic rules. she's not prone to emotional outbursts but her sense of logic is....different than most people, to say the least.

theresa

MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

according to The Lore she's a fan of like top 40 hits from 20 years ago! she likes like sarah bereilles, p!nk, some early emo, stuff like that?

PIG FACE — what is your oc’s favorite animal?

rabbits! she has a rabbit and everything.

HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?

she can make Her Foods really well and everything else poorly. as a general rule she is a danger to herself and others in the kitchen but like...she's ok when it's something familiar. she doesn't bake but she wishes she could.

HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

her rabbit. her iPod. idk she's not too attached to material things and she isn't good at building relationships with people

FACE WITH MONOCLE — is your oc more logical or emotional?

emotional i think! not that she's great at either lol she's a mess i love her

#answered #gerrykecy #removing the emojis because they were giving me formatting trouble #ch: marisol #ch: theresa #ch: adra #answered memes

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girlsofthemcu · 1 year

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Open St. Paddy’s Starter - Theresa Cassidy || Open to All

She should have said no. Told the others that she was busy. Or had plans with her Da. Anything to get out of the trip to the bar.

Once upon a time she would have been the first one there. Been at least three or four pints in by the the time the others arrived. Not anymore, though. These days it was different. These days she was trying.

She just wished it was easier...

#open starter #ch: theresa #tw alchoholism

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ofnewstarts · 6 days

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@imogcnlee

"Oh look at you, aren't you the cutest things," Theresa couldn't help but gush over the young twins, but really who couldn't? That being said she swiftly turned her attention to Imogen. "You look amazing, honestly how did you have two babies only six months ago? That being said you also look exhausted. Why don't you go take a nap. I can clean the kitchen and make some dinner."

#ch: theresa #int: imogen

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ofginjxints · 8 months

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ctd from (x) @bloomswilds

"Not sure if it's shock or exhaustion at this point." She managed a small, tired chuckle as she nodded. "Impose? Berto - this is your house." She shook her head, touched that he would put her first even in his home. "You're going to screw your back up sleeping on the couch, I promise I won't make a move on you." She teased, the twinkle coming back to her eye as she pulled the duvet aside for Alberto to get in. "Thanks for letting me stay again, you didn't have to, I wasn't even hurt or anything."

#ch; theresa gale #thread; theresa&alberto #bloomswilds

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clairelsonao3 · 9 months

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OC Name Meanings Tag

Thanks to @starlit-hopes-and-dreams (post here) and @mysticstarlightduck (post here) for this one that I've been looking forward to for weeks! I'm a total name nerd and am obsessed with name meanings as well as new, trendy, odd, and/or obscure names (too bad many of these started out as generic placeholders!)

For obvious reasons, though, I can't help but wish you'd waited a bit longer to tag me in this. 🤣 But, here goes.

Some very minor spoilers here for Ch. 16 onward.

Louisa is German for "famous warrior," a surprisingly strong name, but, then again, this is a girl who has a way of surprising people with her strength. It's also one of the many, many girls' names I've had a crush on for years, and one of the many I probably won't ever use for my own (eventual) child. So I gave it to my fictional child instead. 🥹🥹

I established in an earlier tag game that she was named after both her maternal and paternal grandfathers (Louis and Daniel). So for the rest of her name, we have Danielle (Hebrew: "God is my judge," and Phillips (Greek: "horse-lover") (and literally the first surname that popped into my head as a placeholder, and I'm very annoyed because it's so common. Oh, well.)

Maeve is interesting. She should have a Luxembourgish name, but she's not one for convention. So the name is actually Irish, for "she who rules" and Maeve, a lover of fantasy stories, chose it herself after the mythological warrior queen. It's also a variant of Mab, Shakespeare's Queen of the Fairies, made famous in Mercutio's soliloquy from Romeo and Juliet. Conveniently, we haven't gotten around to learning her surname yet.

Erica is Norse for "eternal ruler," and Muller is German for "miller." Another name that started as basically a placeholder, but I've come around to it.

Milagros (Spanish: "miracles") who, in a plot point of sorts, named herself, has the full name of María de los Milagros de Ulloa y de la Torre-Giralt-Muller, chosen to honor an obscure Spanish astronomer who discovered Ulloa's ring aka the fog bow: Antonio de Ulloa (and hyphenated with Muller, obviously, for her wife). Interestingly, María de los Milagros is one of many Marian titles, meaning it's a Catholic name commonly used in Latin America referring to the Virgin Mary aka "Our Lady of the Miracles," though knowing Milagros, that's definitely not why she chose it.

Keith (Scottish: "wood") and Corey (Irish: "from the hollow") have the dubious honor of being the two most bland, generic, white-bread male names I could think of at the moment I created the characters. 🤣 Killeen is Irish and a variant of O Cillin, referring to St. Killian, the patron saint of rheumatism. But actually, it was just stolen from a friend of a friend; it seemed rare enough that no one would be offended when I used it for the worst character in the story. 🤣

And in case anyone remembers or cares that Lou's mom's name is Zoe, it's Greek for "life."

Jacob is of course a variant of James (Hebrew: "supplanter"), and I lazily stole Wallach from old-timey Western actor Eli Wallach, who was best known for playing the bad guy in The Magnificent Seven. But I mostly chose the surname, again, because I'd never heard it anywhere else, so, less chance of offending anyone. And before I knew he was going to be German. Luckily the name IS German, from valche, meaning "foreigner from a Romance country, usually Italy." Yeah, I'm confused too.

Resi/Tresa are German variations of Theresa (Greek: "late summer.") Hahn is also German, meaning "conceited, flamboyant, or sexually active." Really.

Felix (Latin: "happy") and Arlo (multiple origins, all relating to "hill") were chosen because they're two currently trendy baby names that I hate, hate, hate. (No offense to anyone who named their kid that, lol). And their surnames, which were only mentioned once and I'm not bothering to look up the meaning of, were chosen because they're two prominent family names on the island where I live, as kind of an in-joke.

Lemaya: As far as I can tell, it's made up (but not by me!) Maya has a ton of different meanings in various languages, the most common being Sanskrit, "illusion or magic."

Obadiah: (Hebrew: "servant of God"). I'll leave that there.

And that's pretty much everybody -- oh, wait. I'm missing someone? Imagine that. 😅

Okay. I'll tell you what. Because this is a post about names and I'm feeling cute, I'll leave you with a couple of hints: his first name is of Hebrew origin and was chosen for both sound and meaning.

I'll try gently tagging the following:

@romanceandshenanigans @janec23 @lucylyricism Would love to find out where your OCs' names came from!

#oc names #tag game #gsnbtr #my writing #writeblr

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gay hi3 moments from the top of my head (some details inaccurate) also some of these are awful and i hate them ok i need it to be known i dont like all of these.

kiana counting down how long it’s been since she’s seen mei to the minute.

the “i gain the power of 100 men when mei’s around!”

bronya seele kiss in azure waters where seele goes "i gave you my first kiss sm sm" and im pretty sure makes her promise to give one to her when they reunite

FUCK. COOKING W VALKS MANHUA WHERE SEELE GOES "the sea is so beautiful i feel like i could stare at it forever" AND BRONYA GOES "duh because the water is azure blue. just like your eyes" AND GOES LIKE AN INCH IN HER FACE.

i feel like i have to put everything in azure waters oh my god i feel sick i miss them so much.

kiana licking mei’s wound in escape from nagazora

kiana and mei in a hot spring and kiana touching mei’s boobs saying she’s been wanting to. i think also in escape from nagazora.

kiana getting unnecessarily jealous over bronya whenever mei shows her any attention

bronseele ad where bronya complains about having her license revoked and seele going “good! now i know you’re not picking up other girls”

lament of the fallen. (COME ON. COMPARED TO EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD, YOU ARE MORE IMPORTANT????)

kiana and mei being compared to a canonical m/f couple, owl and ana.

shakespeare mentions how it’s interesting to see real couples play a part and one of the couples being bianka and rita in durandal’s visual novel.

speaking of that play. biankas cgaracter makes a line about having sex w his wife (played by rita) and rita teases bianka about wanting it afterwards and bianka blushes

biankas one birthday cutscene where the narrator was talking abt how there’s this feeling she can’t put into words and how captivated she is by rita’s radiant smile ← GET A ROOM!!!!!

elysia calling her fight w mei a first date

eden saying that forever being apart of elysia makes her happy because its the most romantic ending

mei saying her favorite colors are orange and red (kiana and her's key colors)

mei coming back to the elysian realm after briefly talking to kiana and eden and elysia both notice how much happier she is and elysia goes "tell me about her" (HER.)

elysia voice. i like pretty girls.

every single elysia and kiana interaction in ch 34 idc if its mei's dream ("im so weak for pretty girls like kiana" "unless kiana prefers something more bold like purring in my arms" <- WHAT IS WRONG W HER!!!!!!!!!!!!)

natasha intenbtionally taking her hood off after mei told her that elysia says she doesnt meet natasha bc of her hood

elymei horn scene.

mei dreaming about having a japanese wedding with kiana.

kiamei matching rings named after chinese numbers symbolic of love that were given out for white day.

kiamei stigmata showing them getting married that was given out for valentines day.

reburn kiss where kiana kisses mei's battered mech while crying after i love you in german flashes on screen.

kiana going "this treasure called love" and immediately getting a text from mei.

"this is a story about love it will end with love" as kiana and mei walk with each other past durandal and rita to meet with bronya whos with seele AS CANON IN D STARTS PLAYING. YK THE FUCKING MARRIAGE CEREMONY SONG.

SAKUKALLEN KISS IN COOKING WITH VALKYRIES

theresa thinking sakura (a woman) kissed her and going "wait! im not like kiana and mei!"

kallen voice "the herrscher girl is innocent and i am in love with her"

^upon learning that kiana blushing and going "theres onthing wrong with falling in love with a herrscher!" while thinking of mei

moon shadow where kiana's heart starts racing bc she thinks fu hua's fallen in love with her and the wlw symbol is drawn behind her as she blushes and says "ive given my body and soul to mei but--"

fu hua later being teased by a coworker who suggested that hua likes kiana

sakukallen "love at first sight" line in sakura samsara

HELP THAT ONE EVENT WHERE VELIONA SLAMS BRONYA ONTO A WALL TO INTIMIDATE HER AND BRONYAS BLUSHING AND AS VELI'S YELLING AT HER, EINSTEIN WALKS OUT, SEES THEM, AND GOES, "sorry for interrupting, have fun"

also in that same event, bronya blushing and avoiding seele the next day and going "sorry bronya cant forget because thats a precious memory for bronya"

susannah fawning over durandal, rita, and sushang

susannah talking about how pretty sushang is and how she likes her voice i hate them oh my god susannah get up

tesla being jealous of welt joyce when ein teasingly gives him special attention in the visual novel

tesla getting jealous when planck (i think) hugs ein tightly and kisses ein on the head

tesla edison fingering joke after edison sniffs her neck.

bronya's bridge interactions w seele. my god i love them so mcuh.

sakura and kallen having heart reactions when you put them in bed next to each other

sakukallen "yae sakura shall fade, beloved, your kin shall live. in the far east 500 years ago where sakura blossoms bloom, yae sakura waits for her one true love"

gratitude arc where kallen loves sakura so much that protecting sakura becomes a part of the oath she genetically passes on to theresa

the 4koma on the sight where kiana and mei are told to get a room, apply for a marriage certificate(? i think), and have heart eyes towards each other while the wlw signs are behind them

kiana voice "this has nothing to do with me going lesbo!!!"

4koma kiana voice "im a lesbian everyone knows that"

elysia and aponia's "girl games"??????????? <- on thin ice but cmon no way that wasnt an innuendo

elysia's interaction w HoO mei where she talks about wanting to touch a particular thing but gets cut off by mei telling her she cant touch her horns again (SHE DOES NOT HAVE HORNS IN HER HoO SUIT)

kiana smiling when she sees mei's boobs in the anniversary vlog short thing.

the shenzhou island event where kiana points a camera at mei's boobs and goes "hehe mei is so pretty"

durarita matching earrings in their matching battlesuits

and ok im blanking now yay this is definitely not all when i say off the top of my head i really mean off the top of my head.

#hnk3

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