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thepigeonsopinion · 3 years

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Guess who's the bish that just watched "Wishmaker"!...

I'm the bish that just watched "Wishmaker" if you didn't figure it out.

Anywho! Let's get on with it. Now, usually I would do a little (extremely detailed) summary of the episode, but I can guess that a lot, if not most of the fandom has seen the episode so I'm just going to skip that and dive straight into it!

Warning: Spoilers for "Wishmaker"

Anyway! Onto business, let's talk about my thoughts on the episode.

So, the beginning of the episode. I legit don't know why this triggered me (I absolutely know why this triggered me, but I don't want to admit it) but Marinette melting when she gave Adrien the flyer got me freaking laughing, probably because every time and I mean EVERY time the love square interacts (mainly adrinette) is so over used that I find it hilarious at this point (this is probably just me, but what the heck :p)((also this was kinda me salting on the LS, but remember this is just my opinion so please don't come at me :)). Continuing on to Alya's comment about if "being a superhero counts as a job" it sure as heck does, well mainly if your Marinette (also the reason why I'm talking about small details that happened in the episode is mainly because I'm re-watching the episode as I type this). Again I had a cackling moment when we had the Sadrien moment, which made me realize how mean and bad I am, but oh, well (i felt horrible when i cackled at this, but i felt really guilty afterwards) ((i might delete this part later, but idk)) Also, when Plagg presents the idea of them running a cheese shop together it made my heart melt because it shows how much Plagg cares about Adrien and how much he wants to stay with Adrien. Now, unto the part where Marinette explains to the kwamis what a career is and when I say I was laughing through this whole scene, I WAS laughing through this whole scene. Mainly because of all the comments that the kwamis gave to Marinette. Like, seriously many of the comments are very accurate and the one that broke me was when Xuppu said, "It's making presents for Adrien!", I was like "damn he legit just called you out Mari". Not to mention, when Ziggy drawled out AdRIen's name to showcase the amount of meaning Adrien has on her life. Also, Sass is legit the PERFECT kwami for Luka, and I am not exaggerating this. Sass literally was the only kwami that stood up and voiced out that they should listen to Marinette and that her opinion in this situation is the most important one, and I know for a fact that Luka would do the same if he was put into the same situation Sass was in. That small detail in the episode made my heart melt knowing how compatible Luka and Sass are.

Anyway! Moving on, Andre legit unintentionally (maybe?) roasted Alec on his show, I was like "damn he got you there" and he also roasted him with the sweet, delicious treat known as ice cream, damn that's got a hurt. Speaking of Andre, the story of how Andre found his career was really touching to me. The main reason of why he really pursued his ice cream business was because ice cream was what made him happy and he wanted to share that with the world. In summary, I find Andre's career story really touching and meaningful.

Continuing on, after Andre explained the ice cream flavors to Marinette, Luka "coincidentally" appeared right behind her right after Andre said "Pistachio and pecan for the clear-sighted young man". And, if you tell me that the pistachio is to represent Adrien, I would like to explain to you how that it is not accurate. I mean, legit this whole episode is to represent how both Adrien and Marinette are indecisive when it comes to their career choices, mainly because of all the things happening in their lives. Now, "clear-sighted" doesn't really suit Adrien in the context of the episode. In this episode, Adrien doesn't even have a clue on what he wants to do for the rest of his life, but Luka on the other hand is a representative at the fair for his school and is running a booth showing his career choice, that sounds like he fits the definition more accurately. Now, I know that the main reason of why people recognize that the pistachio is to represent Adrien is because it's the color green and Luka's color is not green, it's blue. But let me introduce Viperion. I mean, Viperion is literally just Luka, even if he has a mask on it's still Luka.

Anyway! Moving foward through the episode, when Luka said "buddies", I felt that. It legit broke my lukanette stan heart to hear him say that they were just "buddies", but I digress.

Ok, I know that the main reason why Alec is roasting everyone's career choice is for his show (and to hide his inner turmoil), but damn, tone it done a bit will ya. In the end, Luka showed him, even if his way of showing him was to hold up a violin to the sky and let the wind play the instrument was kinda weird, I support whatever this kind and understanding boy does.

I know it is justified that lukanette is strictly platonic because the LS is going to be endgame, but I can't help but fan girl when I see my ship holding hands. Not to mention, the look that Marinette gives Luka is a look of adoration and love(even if it's just platonic).

We would like to welcome Bipierion to the running again. Like, come on, you can't tell me that the scene with the three talking doesn't look just a tad romantic. This whole scene, made my Luka stan heart just palpitate wildly. I mean, this whole scene; no, this whole episode is a bunch of examples of how Luka is such a mature and understanding character. This scene alone made me love Luka's character even more! Also, we FINALLY get to see Luka play the violin (and not just with the wind this time hehehe ;)) and can I just say, I totally love this scene, not only because it's with Luka playing the violin (though that may be the main reason) it's because I also play the violin so I kinda relate to this scene.

Continuing on with the episode, when Alec went into his inner turmoil and main backstory of why he is the way that he is, I was like, now I feel bad about him being trashed on, but he kinda deserved it soooo...Moving along! So, Wishmakers design. I don't know why, but Wishmakers design reminds me of Venom, or more specifically a drag queen version of Venom. And I fully support that, I mean you go get it, slay girl! Even if you are a villian.

So, Jagged’s childhood dream was to be a crocodile. I mean, I get a lot of people's childhood dreams were a bit far-fetched, but okay, you do you. Also, Mr. Banana's childhood dream was to be a cucumber? Umm ok...Anyway! Luka prioritizing others above himself, is just the icing of the cake as a Luka stan. (Not to mention, Luka already fully excepting Jagged as a dad is sooo, I can't express it into words how much I love that.)((Also, Jagged can't swim. Noted.)) Also, Luka and Jagged having a conversation about how Jagged wanted to be a crocodile as a kid, but he can't swim is so funny to me. And it also portrays more of Luka and Jagged's relationship a bit more, so I appreciate that.

It's time for a small detail mention! Luka's head tilt when he saw the dino huggie just made my Luka stan heart melt! Moving along, we get Luka or Viperion saving everyone, which just gave me a sense of joy! Also, Marinette as the knitting-fairy was so adorable!

Anywho, continuing on with the episode, with Luka finding out Marinette is Ladybug, you can see the realization in Luka's face when he realizes that the secret that she kept from him was that she was Ladybug, and you can hear the shakiness in his voice when he uses Second Chance after that, which shows even more how shocked he is. But, he still keeps his focus on the battle because now he has to protect Marinette's identity, which is just another of the many reason of why I love Luka's character. Ok, I have a small nitpick at this scene, and even though it's just a small detail in the scene I can't help, but comment on it. I know that Chat Noir is not in the right state of mind during that moment, but did he seriously not hear Viperion when he warned him to duck? But then again, I digress.

Moving on, I felt that, when Adrien found out that his childhood dream was to be what his parents wanted to be, because I also want to do that to, or mainly to just make them proud. Anyway, enough about me, let's continue on with the episode! Luka's face when he saw that Adrien was Chat Noir, really made me sympathize him. Because in Luka's eyes he finds out that are truly good partners (and I refuse to say "meant to be" because just no) and it is pretty obvious that he still has feelings for Marinette and that finding out that both Ladybug and Chat Noir are Marinette and Adrien must've broke his heart. I mean, you would react the same way if you found out that your crushes crush is their partner in crime (as some people might say).

Moving on! Umm, Barney is that you? I'm sorry I just really wanted to comment on that, also Lukadrien moment? Not to mention, how the heck can that dino huggie jump so high but hit the ground with a rumble? Then again, I'm not good with physics.

Okay, so let's quickly talk about Luka lying to Ladybug about knowing both the superheros identities. So, we know for a fact that Luka hates or at least dislikes lying, but in this moment he chose to lie, because he knows that it was the best option in this situation. The reason behind this is because he wants to protect Marinette, and I know that might sound confusing, but let me explain. Luka knows Marinette fairly well, and he knows that she has a tendency to overthink and freak out, so if Luka did tell her that he found out Marinette would freak out and start to think it's all her fault and that she should've been more careful and so on and so forth. This would make her a perfect victim for a akuma and Luka knows better than to let that happen, so he does one thing he knows will protect her, he lies to her.

Contiuing on, when Marinette said, "I will be Luka's best friend and I will love Adrien", I literally face palmed. I mean, I get it that the LS is bound to be endgame, but come on! Do we really need another reminder that it will happen eventually? Also, drag queen Alec? YASS QUEEN! SLAY QUEEN, SLAY!

And with that, we come to the end of the episode! So, I enjoyed the episode fairly well, with the exception of all the moments I salted it. But there are still so many questions that I have that are yet to be answered. Like, now that Luka knows both Ladybug and Chat Noir's secret identities, how will that revelation affect Luka's character in the show? Will their be others who find out their identities, and if so, how? (aka Alix) Will Luka's revelation affect how much screen time he gets on the show? And if so, will it increase or decrease? Will Alya find out that Luka knows? And, so much more. Not to mention, my opinion on Luka's revelation.

So, as I scroll through my social media, mainly instagram, I see posts where people read Luka's revelation as a way for him to also realize that the LS or Marinette and Adrien are "meant to be together", and though I respect those people's opinion, I don't really agree with it. I believe that Luka's revelation is just that. It's him finding out the truth that Marinette kept from him, and whether he decides to act more or be there more because of this is up to the writers and creators of the show. But I don't truly believe that that was a way to show that he ships them. I think he mainly supports Marinette's decisions and will always be there for her. And the reason of why I say this is because it is clear that Luka still has feelings for Marinette. I mean, come on, as I said in one of my comments during the episode, the realization on his face when he found out Chat's identity was full of sadness, contemplation, and maybe a bit of hurt. Which tells me that Luka still has at least some romantic feelings for Marinette. Not only that, he did the thing that he hates or dislikes most, lying, to protect her. But all in all I still enjoyed the episode and I can't wait to see where this revelation takes us.

I hope everyone has a great rest of their day and as always remember...

But that's just my opinion (・ε・)

(This took me FOREVER to finish, but at least it states my opinion and my little thoughts throughout the episode, even if it is a bit jumbled up :))

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seongwhy · 3 years

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ateez if a curvier girl liked them

disclaimer!! i am 100% sure these boys would like you for you and not for how many curves you have. you are beautiful no matter what !!! as a curvier girl myself, writing this made me happy hehe

seonghwa

let’s be honest. seonghwa loves curvy girls

i mean he loves all girls, but smth abt a curvy lady gets him going

so imagine his face when a curvy girl likes him !!!!!

you’d tell him “seonghwa... u kinda cute doe” and he’d be like😳😃

he’s had his eye on you for a while

he jus luvs your personality and your humour

and your curves

tbh he’s snuck a glance every now and then

you’d bend down to grab the tv remote and suddenly he’s blushing and thinking of everything he’d do to u omg

or you’d wear a crop top and sit down and your belly might show a lil bit and he melts in his seat

all he wants is to feel ur pretty body

but .. unfortunately u didn’t think that he would like you

you thought that he only had his eye out for the slimmer girls, but that was simply not true queen

so it took u a sec to confess your feelings for him

but once you did you were so surprised at his response

“hey seonghwa, i know that you probably don’t think the same but like i rlly think ur cute and funny and pretty and i rlly like u but i know i’m not rlly ur type and like that’s fine-“

“wait!!! u like me”

“i like u too !!!!!!! who tf told u that ur not my type bc i will beat them up ur gorgeous who told u that >:((((“

and u explain to him that it was just ur brain and he says Never to think that about yourself !!!! bc you are beautiful !!!!

and then ur both just uwu in love with each other and he’s in love w ur curves and ur in love with his chicken legs and it’s amazing and wonderful and you’re so happy you said something bc otherwise you wouldn’t have found the love of ur life :’)

hongjoong

hongjoong is Obsessed

obsessed w your thighs and your tummy and your booty

when u tell him u like him he’s not only like “holy shit i like you too” he’s imagining alllllll the things he can do w u and ur curves

when u first start going out and dating and such it’s great it’s amazing he makes you laugh and you feel beautiful bc he makes you feel beautiful

but when you start opening up to him about your insecurities you thought things would change

but they didn’t !!!!!!!! he started loving u harder

and every day since that first time you cried in his arms he tells you you’re beautiful

“hi honey u look gorgeous”

“baby !!!!! i love that dress on you”

“hey bb, since i can’t see you today i’m just letting u know that you’re beautiful !! and i love and miss you !!!!”

“there’s my fav tummy!!”

he will not Stop telling you how beautiful u are you’re not complaining

he thinks ur a queen and he treats you like one

he loves all of you. all the cellulite and all the curves and all dimples

and he’s not shy abt it either ;)

yunho

ok listen up sweeties

yunho doesn’t rlly pay attention to figure

i mean ofc he LOves your body and he thinks you’re beautiful

but he would not like you if not for your personality

which is absolutely amazing

and so he doesn’t rlly understand when you tell him that you don’t wanna eat that ice cream or the pizza

he thinks you’re beautiful (bc you are) so why don’t u think you’re beautiful too ??????

why won’t u eat w him ????

why wont you take ur shirt off in front of him ???

so one day he brings u mcdonald’s and a shamrock milkshake yummy!!!!

and he sits down w u and watches you try and do everything but eat

so he stops u and looks at u and tells u everything you’ve ever wanted to hear

“babe plz eat in front of me... i think your body is beautiful and i think you’re beautiful and i would not buy u food if i didn’t think so”

and u know this is true bc yunho loves his food and his own shamrock shakes

so u smile at him and lay in his arms and u eat that damn burger!!!!!!

he makes all your insecurities go away

he loves u so much u literally can’t breathe

he’s always hugging you and feeling you up and wrapping his huge arms around u

and he makes u so comfy with yourself

and you love him

and he loves u

yeosang

ok yeosang loves u

and u know it he lowkey highkey makes it obvious

everytime you walk in he either 1) gets all blushy and stops talking mid sentence

“dude!!! stop destroying my fucking hous- uh uh h-hi y/ n”

i don’t actually know what they do in fortnite but if u do and this is wrong just imagine minecraft instead

or 2) he tries to be all tuff and show off

“oh hey y/n” he says as he casually rolls up his sleeve and stretches

but what he Doesn’t know is that u like him too!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he thinks ur waaaaaay our of his league

i mean just take a look at u!!! ur thighs ur belly ur boobiez

p e r f e c t i o n

but one day he accidentally walks in on you and seonghwa talking (he thinks u like seonghwa)

and he hears u like “idk seong he’s really cute and so nice to me and such an angel... also have u seen dem arms doe !!”

and What The Heck

yeosang cannot believe it

u???? the girl of his DREAm s ??? likes HIM ???

and what do u know when he hears that he suddenly can’t keep his balance and trips right over

over what exactly ?? his dignity

and he falls right in front of u and seonghwa

seonghwa just snickers and laughs and leave the room

yeosang just stares at u for a moment before getting up and just staring at u some more

“uh yeosang?? u good”

“h a hah yeah .. i’m good”

“ok. did u hear the part where i said i think you’re cute”

“. yes i did y-es”

“ok. do u like me too”

“uh y-yeah i uh yes”

“ok. get over here dummy”

“👁👄👁”

san

ok we all know san

this weirdo

this secs ee mf that gives zero fucks

haha mmmm

^^^^ that’s what he’s like every time u walk by

idk it’s getting late i’m tired plz don’t judge

when he sees u he’s all like hehehbajsbs ajdosndbdniejn ùwú

but externally he’s like heh he h wassup

and he makes hand gestures at u like outlining ur curvy body

and winking at u

and let’s be honest he may or may not have slapped dat ass a few times

and even though it’s kinda nasty u kinda like it

u know he means well and it’s just one way he shows his love and appreciation for u

and he wouldn’t do it if you told him no !!! consent is key

and u consent bc u like the way he gets slightly flustered everytime he does it

eventually u have to give in one day bc he’s been teasing you long enough

so one day ur walking by him and he smacks ur dump truck and u spin around and grab his arm and pull him up to ur chest

and he’s like HUH

and ur like hi sannie

and he’s like “h-hi”

AND THEN U KISS HIM

AND HE LOVES IT

and he’s feeling u up and he sits you down and pulls him into his lap

and ur scared that ur too much for that

so when u start pulling away he’s like “NO I LIKE U HERE STAY U LOOK SO ORETTY SITTING ON ME”

and u giggle and stay

and then more kissing and cuddling and loving

and he makes u laugh and feel good

and u make him happy and so excited all the time

and it’s sooo good omg he luvs allllll of u so much

mingi

i may have a soft spot for this man

he’s jus so weird and funky

but he’s so cute like idk

don’t tell seonghwa

ANYWAY

those are your exact thoughts abt him too

your relationship was always like....there was tension there

ofc u always thought abt him

and he always thought abt u

u lived in his head rent free

ur curves and dimples and amazing bodyodyody

accompanied w ur amazing personality!!! what could he not love

so when u became friends he was already obsessed w u

he’s always whiny and needy for ur attention

when the boys are there he’s like “😎😈💪🦵”

BUT WHEN YOURE THERE

he does a full 180

his voice goes from deep and scruffy to all soft

the boys clown him for it

but he doesn’t care

he sends u memes all the time

he texts you every day

at first it was an occasional hey wsp and now it’s like “good morning!! how’d u sleep” “hey bb girl wanna go get boba” “u looked rlly good today”

it makes ur heart flutter

and when he started calling u baby girl in PERSON

U DIED

and tbh he didn’t mean to say it the first time it just slipped out BUT he loved the way it made u blush and look down and cross your legs a lil

so he just couldn’t stop saying it

eventually the reaction u had went down a lil bc u got used to it

and that was when he decided he needed to do more

so eventually he got up the courage on a boba date to stop u and sit u down on a bench

and when u were like yes what is it mango

it took him a sec bc u looked so PRETTY in your dress

your thighs crossed and the way your boobies sat in it

he couldn’t help but stare (respectfully)

and u were like HELLo

and he cleared his throat and was like “ur really pretty”

and u blushed and covered yourself w ur arms

and he was like No >:( ur gorgeous and took your hands in his

and kissed them and kissed your arm all the way up to ur face

and he kissed your cheeks and was like these cheeks are so cute

and kissed ur nose and was like i love your nose

and then ur lips

and he didn’t have to say anything for you to know he loved your lips just as much as he loved your everything else

wooyoung

okay if i thought hongjoong was obsessed .

wooyoung is a whole other story

as soon as u step into the room ur the only one that matters

he would stop answering the boys

he would only be looking at you

trying his best to make u laugh it works

bc he loves the way your face lights up when u smile

and how your body shakes when u laugh

and he loves talking to u

abt anything and everything

so he becomes your very best friend

and when u get comfortable to share your insecurities with him he gets so sad and mad

he gets so ANGERY

he’s like WHO SAID THAT WHY WOULD U THINK THAT U ARE AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND AKSJDJAJFJAKL

and one day ur ranting to him about something SOME DUMB ASS BOY said to u in class

AND HES LIKE I WILL BEAT HIM UP NO ONE TALKS TO MY BABY LIKE THAT

and ur like 😳 “y-your baby?”

and he’s like oh fuck fuck fuck fuck

he starts to apologize and ramble

and u just giggle

he’s like ??????

and ur like “i’ll be your baby wooyoungie”

“if you’ll be mine too”

AND HE CANNOT BELIEVE

he runs up to u and picks u up and spins u around and he kisses u and he’s like MY BABY

“dats ma baby and aint nobody finna touch em”

^^ that’s what he’s like w u

and he’s so happy youre his and he’s yours

cuz now he gets all your curves to himself hehehehehehehehehe

jongho

jongho is such a softie

especially for u

he melts everytime he sees your soft skin and your pretty face

he tries really hard to be all tuff around u

but it never pans out

bc he’s so in luv w how pretty you are

in his mind u are the most perfect person ever

he lets u vent to him abt anything

he likes to talk to u abt everything

deep or not

and one day you’re like “hey jongho, i’ve never heard u talk abt a girl before”

and he goes all blushy and is like ha ha i uh i guess u haven’t

and u ask if he has a crush

and he goes even redder

and ur like “U DO OMG TELL KE ABT HER”

sooooo he does

“well she really pretty and has such a kind heart and beautiful eyes and an amazing smile and the prettiest curves i’ve been talking to her for a while and she makes me so happy”

“she’s so gorgeous but she doesn’t think so and it makes me really angry i just wanna tell her she’s beautiful”

and ur like “awww just tell her then! she’ll love hearing that from you” oblivious mf

so jongho sits up straight and looks u right in the eyes and says “ok then. you’re beautiful y/n”

you’re eyes go wide and u open ur mouth to say smth but nothing comes out

so u just hug him

and he wraps his arms around u and says “it’s true, you’re so beautiful”

and u just hug him tighter

and the night is perfect :,)

and he’s perfect

and he’s so grateful u asked him that question

#seonghwa #ateez #mingi #yunho #wooyoung #ateez fluff #hongjoong #yeosang #jongho #ateez scenarios #kpop #san

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kirstinlm · 3 years

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how a heart melts

by embracedself

fandom: Supergirl

ship: SuperCorp

set in a world where Kara is sure that Lena hates her.

Lena is sure that the reporter is uninterested.

Here's how that turned out.

read it on ao3 here.

It wasn't like Kara necessarily hated Lena Luthor. No, she actually quite admired the startup CEO. Thing was, she was pretty sure that Lena Luthor hated her. Every single time that Kara's boss, Snapper Carr, forced Kara over to Lena's office (L-Corp) to interview, Lena seemed red and uncertain what to say. Maybe she was just nervous, but that was definitely not the feeling Kara got from it. Even when Kara began to speak to Lena, tentatively like she was a mouse squeaking up to a cat, Lena would mimic her stutter, or perhaps she was simply nervous herself. But that was a ridiculous thought for the Ice Queen herself. She would never get nervous over a mouse like Kara Danvers.

This time, however, when Snapper demanded that Kara go over to the L-Corp building and get a quote about Lena's new prototypes of watches --- they were deemed Hopeful, as if it were helpful but....with a twist. Rao, Kara hoped she wouldn't stammer that way in front of Lena. Last thing she needed was to make Lena's product seem dumb to Lena herself. Anyway, back to the watch. Ms. Luthor had managed to get the watch that talked back to you, like a Siri, but without all the corporate stealing your data and Google trying to sneak into your thoughts and anticipate your next move. Hope was, simply put, a helpful voice who would do a number of things for you.

That was stuff she could tell Lena right? Talking up her product like that wouldn't be offensive to her, surely. Even if it did sound rather....picturesque for a reporter. In Kara's defense, she was still new at this part. Oh, maybe THAT'S why Lena hated her so much! Because CatCo kept sending the rookie to meet with her. Oh, it all made so much more sense now. Hopefully, and that was a big hope she had there, if that was all the problem was, then it wasn't with Kara herself. Kara hadn't somehow offended the pretty lady who was a multimillionaire with connections everywhere. Lena could RUIN Kara if she misstepped.

Gulping now, Kara went into the office where she saw Jess, L-Corp and Lena's personal secretary. "Hello Ms Haung, I'm uh, I'm here to see Ms Luthor again?" It came out like a question. Kara immediately winced. "With CatCo." She coughed out. "I have an appointment---" she promised.

"I know, Kara. Not to worry, Ms Luthor is ready to see you now." Jess interrupted with a kinder smile than what Kara was expecting. "By the by, how are you enjoying all of the fl---" This time it was Jess who got interrupted. By Ms Luthor herself.

"Ms Danvers," Oh, there was none of the stuttering today. Just a polite smile, one that showed all of Lena's teeth. Maybe it was a little offputting. Maybe it was more than a little. Okay, so Kara needed to get a grip. "How lovely for you to join us again." She nodded towards her office, indicating that Kara should follow.

Complying immediately, Kara gave Lena her best smile. "Thank you for having me again." She managed not to stutter as well. Rather proud of that, yes, but well, it was deserved. She didn't need to be made a fool of again in front of a beautiful woman. That's just --- cruel.

"I assume you're here to discuss Hope, today. Unless...." Kara nodded before Lena could finish the sentence. "Yes Ms Luthor, sure am!" She beamed up at the woman, only to see Lena's face falling. Just for a split second, and then she was professional once more. Kara wondered how she'd mucked up this time.

"Great." It was a singular word, so how the heck did it have that much force behind it? To be fair, Kara supposed the woman saying it was a force to be reckoned with as well. Ms Lena "Never stand behind a man" Luthor. L-Corp was way too amateaur for Lena's capabilities, but Kara was not going to say that. Kara was not going to say anything else wrong. She wouldn't!

"So what made you decide to make Hope in the first place?" Kara pulled out her notepad and sat, only once Lena did the same.

"My mother, actually. My biological one, make sure you clarify that." Lena corrected herself. Kara nodded, making a show of writing it down. Lena cracked a smile before sobering up. "As I'm sure most of CatCo by now knows, I've been recently reunited with Mum in the first place." She bit her lip and Kara had only a second to wonder what that would taste like if she did the same before Lena was speaking again. "If I had been wearing a Hope watch on, or if she had, we could have found each other faster. Never been separated at all ---" She broke off. "When I finally did find my mother, it was not before she'd had a fall in her tub."

Kara looked up sympathetically, wondering how she would have felt if Eliza fell. "I just want to make the world as safe a place as posible, especially after what Lex did." Lena shrugged quitely. "Can't you understand that?"

"Can't imagine if my mum lost her footing whilst she was in the shower. I'm glad yours is okay." Kara said gently. "Mine wears Hope now as well." She offered.

"I'm honoured, though I hope she never has to use it for that kind of thing." Lena responded genuinely. It was the longest conversation they'd had without being stuttery and nervous (angry?)

"So um, I take it this wasn't a plot to overthrow Google and the other companies?" Kara quirked a smile at Lena.

"Definitely not. Just wanted some safety for my mum." Lena agreed softly. Kara nodded, writing that down on her pad as well.

"Do you have any other questions for me, Ms Danvers?" Lena asked formally at last.

"No Ms Luthor, just about done here." She promised, writing down the last few notes she'd wanted to put in her article. "The article should be up on CatCo's site tomorrow, and come out with the newspaper on the next day." Kara added. "Assuming Snapper doesn't call it too biased."

"Biased?" Lena raised an eyebrow. Shoot. What had Kara done?

"Oh, um. You know, because I like you so much!" Kara blurted. "I mean--- your work! It's fantastic. And I'm so happy you got reunited with your mum, I'd kill to be with mine again, and---"

Kara was cut off with a shaking hand placed on her arm. When she looked, it was Lena's. Her eyes were softer than she'd ever seen.

Impossibly green. Beautiful in a way that Kara had only noticed in her dreams. And now they were getting...closer to her face. Scrutinizing her.

"You said you like me." Lena whispered. It didn't sound like she was opposed to the idea, merely in disbelief. "You like me?" She repeated as a question when Kara said nothing, too afraid to voice her feelings.

Kara nodded fearfully. "Listen, I know you probably think it's insane. And you probably hate the idea, I mean I hate it too, sometimes." Kara said in a rush. "But even when you're mocking my stuttering, or saying things that are kinda hurtful like.... well it doesn't matter.... but anyway I promise I'll stop coming by! I won't let Snapper deter me from having an opinion on the matter this time, I promise!" She said with wide eyes.

"Wait a second." Lena spoke in a wondrous voice. She was still looking at Kara as if she were Santa Claus. "You think I hate you?"

"I mean..... I'm not sure what the right answer is here." Kara confessed.

"An-and that when I start to stutter, that I'm mocking you?" Lena looked crestfallen. But dawning was starting to show in her eyes, and Kara definitely liked the way it made them glow.

Kara nodded nervously. "I'm sorry. Have I got everything wrong?" She asked, her eyes nervously following Lena's fingers as they began to wring anxiously.

"Uh, yeah." Lena nodded affirmatively. "Very wrong. So wrong. I'm like..... in awe of how spectacularly wrong we've both been." Kara looked up at her, confusion glittering in blue eyes.

"What do you mean?" Kara asked at last.

"I am in love with you, Kara Danvers." Lena stated in a serious voice. "And I have been ever since you first walked into the office with your cousin and you weren't even a reporter yet, you were just convinced in my goodness. How could I not love you? I'm always so nervous around you that I can't help but get shy and stutter, or say the wrong things. I just want to impress you, Kara. That's why I sent all those flowers--- and then you just... ignored them, so I thought, fine, she's not interested. It's no big deal. But now you say you like me and I'm...."

Kara cut her off by very literally launching herself over Lena's desk and kissing the ravenette. It was a mistake and one that they'd both paid dearly for, but they had a lot of missed time to make up for. She slid off the other side of Lena's desk, crawling into her lap as Lena pulled her even closer, they were sharing the same breath when Kara finally pulled away for clarification. "You sent me flowers." She asked, running a finger over Lena's lips. "And you thought I ignored them. I never--- I didn't get any."

Lena looked both crestfallen and relieved at the very same time, and also just a little like she'd been thoroughly ravished. "You didn't get them."

"No. I assure you, I would have noticed them." Kara promised, stealing another, slow and serious kiss as she wrapped her hands around Lena's neck.

"I sent them to Ms Kara Danvers..... at CatCo." Lena looked confused, but when she received the second kiss she relaxed into it.

"The entire office only recognises me as Kiera. They probably, uh, they probably got thrown out when no one realised it was me." Kara confessed. "It's an issue I'm working through."

Lena let out a soft laugh, looking relieved. "Well then, KARA Danvers.... I'd like to treat you to lunch. Maybe have some more kisses too." She bit her lip. "Is that something you're interested in?"

"Very much so." Kara promised. "And I'd like to take you out for dinner. And give you a lot more kisses then, too." Kara murmured as she pressed kiss after kiss on Lena's face, all over the adorable, blushing cheeks.

"I like the sound of that." Lena admitted. "Maybe I can meet.....whoever is in your life."

"As long as I can meet your mum." Kara hummed. Lena arched her neck.

"But first, we have some time to make up for."

#supercorp #supercorp fic #supergirl #supergirl fic #arrowverse fic #kara danvers #lena luthor #katie mcgrath #melissa benoist

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softykooky · 4 years

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finite.

☆summary: it is august and taehyung asks you who you would want to be if you could restart this life. you two are finite lovers in an infinite universe. 1.7k words.

☆genre: established relationship, semi-angst, fluff, college!taehyung, college!reader

☆pairing: kim taehyung x reader

☆author’s note: something short and sweet to get me out of my funk, and i thought i would share it with you! let me know what you think, and thank you always for your kindness.

You met Taehyung in the spring. A connoisseur of baskin robbins ice cream flavors, and had such a zest for life you wondered if he was ever apathetic of the sun, for it never shone as bright as him. He had been fighting a dog in the park. In his defense, the stick he had found was absolutely prime for building a bridge across the creek and there was no other one like it. He found it first, and still thanks you from time to time for defending him against that greedy puppy. You had played together until the sunset and your parents called you back, exchanging names and promising to meet back there the next day.

He was so young, then, that it aches your heart to look back at the pictures and see a childlike face staring back at you. Free of the smile lines he’s accumulated through the years, and features softer than they are now. He’s still young now. Just a little more grown. A little more broken and a little less oblivious. But he is your Taehyung, and it’s summer now, yet the stars still shine in his eyes like the spring day you met him.

Tomorrow, there is an airplane that leaves at dawn for London and a train that leaves at dusk for New York. They travel in opposite poles. You wonder if there will be an extra seat beside his on the plane, in case you change your mind at the last minute and decide to abandon your train ticket to follow him wherever he may lead. Taehyung would never let you, though. He says your dreams are far too important to be impeded by someone like him. The university is waiting for you, and his internship is waiting for him.

For tonight, though, you don’t want to think about the distance between the two of you. For tonight, you’re not leaving each other to chase uncertain dreams. Just two bright-eyed lovers sitting on the hood of a car on the outskirts of an airport terminal, watching them catapult to the sky at hundreds of miles an hour and disappear among the stars.

“Who do you want to be if we could restart our lives?”

The night sky overhead is forgiving. The clouds had drifted away to reveal to two lovers, a scape of twinkling stars and the roundest moon you had ever seen. You juggled his question around in your mind, keeping your eyes on the sky and your hands wrapped tightly around his. Who did you want to be? Where do you want to go? What do you want to do?

It’s a little cold. The wind blows through the creases of your arms and legs and cools the sweat. You can feel his even breathing next to you. The rhythmic up and down of his chest. How he avoids looking at you in fear that when you glance into his eyes, you will see the way his heart is breaking.

“I think I might want to be everything.”

He giggles at your response.

“You can’t be everything, Y/N. Pick one.” Taehyung pulls you closer. Skin to skin, and heart to heart.

“Maybe reincarnate as a bird and fly and fly until my wings can’t hold up the weight of the wind?”

Your involuntary smile stretches the skin of your lips as you stand up from the hood, flinging your arms out as if they were wings. The breeze blows under them. Taehyung laughs at your childlike nature and you swear the sound makes the stars shine a tad bit brighter.

“Oh! How about an astronaut on a 900 year mission and I discover a new planet outside of the Milky Way? One small step for man…” You turn around and lock eyes with Taehyung.

He joins your juvenile daydream. “One giant leap for mankind.” Chuckles bubble from both your chests, and he holds both your hands, twirling in circles on the lawn.

“Or I could be a suave Hollywood actress, and break the record for most academy awards. Maybe 500 of them.” You know the two of you are being too loud and raucous. But there’s something about a cool summer night that makes a person want to abandon inhibition and just live. Taehyung erupts in innocent laughter.

“Y/N, you couldn’t even lie to your mom when I asked you to sneak out past curfew with me last week.”

You roll your eyes playfully, punching him in the shoulder which he responds far too dramatically, nursing his fatal wound as if you had just shot him. You realize you haven’t stopped smiling since the conversation started and your cheeks are starting to ache.

“I’ll kiss it better.”

Taehyung melts into you when you put your lips on his, feeling the curve of his pout against your own. His hands are on the small of your back and he pushes you close to him. Closer. It feels as it always does. Like honey in hot tea or the way chocolate melts into syrupy sweetness if you leave it under your tongue. Like Taehyung. There is no sound outside of the chirping of crickets and two hearts that seem to beat in tandem. The kiss is bittersweet, though. You both know once the sun rises tomorrow, you won’t be able feel this love anymore in its physical form.

Taehyung’s smile drops once you pull away, eyes solemnly falling to the ground but hands still gripped onto your’s, as if he’s afraid you will disappear if he doesn’t hold on tightly enough. Like he wants to memorize the feeling of your small hand in his before he leaves. You don’t want to be sad tonight.

“Hm....I think maybe the queen of England. I’d make it a requirement to always have a cupcake at your disposal, at any given moment of the day.”

He throws his head back to face the sky and roars in laughter, the image of you being a monarch and bossing everyone around to entertain him. You reflect his happiness. The conversation circles around like that, as the two of you think of as many lives to live and people to be if this were another dimension, and you could restart. A scientist who figures out how to harvest stars and store the light of the moon. The president of the United States. A jellyfish in the Atlantic Ocean who lazes in a coral reef. A rock at the top of Mount Everest.

Under the moonlight, you wonder what nation you had saved in your past life so that you could meet Kim Taehyung. So that you could grow up beside him and fall in love with him and hold him like it’s the only thing your arms were made to do.

Under the moonlight, Taehyung wonders if your souls had been the same one, separated by space and time and now reunited again. He stares at you as you ramble on about all the imaginary and impossible things you wanted to be in a different life, and there is lovesick in his eyes. You are oblivious, of course. So Taehyung just continues to admire you.

“What about you, Tae?” The nickname sounds so sweet when it slips off your tongue.

Your question catches him off guard and he realizes that even though he had asked you this, he had no idea of his own answer. When thinking about his life on a whim, Taehyung is surprised when his mind is only filled with you. Your toothy grin. The cascading wave of your hair. The curve of your hips that imitate Grecian marble cut statues and the freckles on your skin that stir envy in Andromeda’s constellations. He knows his answer. Yet bites his tongue.

“I’m not sure. I think I’d want to be a merman, and figure out how you would pee with a fish tail.”

“Are you serious? Mermen pee how normal fish pee.”

“How the heck do normal fish pee?!”

The rest of your rambling fades away from Taehyung’s mind and blends into white noise. He just leans back against the hood of the car, arms folded over his chest and utter fondness in his gaze. Your words drone and all he can hear is the sound of his own heart that knocks against the walls of his chest to remind him of something that he already knows to be true. He loves you. Irrevocably and unapologetically.

Taehyung pulls you by the arm and cradles you to his chest, tucking your head under his chin. He sways you both to the melody of summer cicadas and a humming wind. The sky is a cloudless romance of supposed shooting stars that may just have been a trick of the light. Or a stray airplane. But it’s enough for him to make a wish. He won’t tell you what it is, though, in case it doesn’t come true.

To answer your question, in another lifetime, he would want to be him again. And he’d want you to be you again. So that he could meet you again, and love you again. In this alternate dimension, he’d want to take you to an airport terminal on an August evening again, and hear you tell him all the things you want to be. But if you are either a common passerby or the queen of England, it wouldn’t matter to him. His soul would still love you all the same.

Taehyung leaves the next morning. When the sun has barely even risen and your lips are bruised from kissing him goodbye so many times. Your arms are sore from holding him so tightly, body subconsciously screaming at you to not let him go because this is the boy that has your heart and he's taking it with him. He wipes your tears when you cry and tucks his face into the crook of your neck to hide his own tears from the world. Taehyung’s plane takes off at 5:31am from the tarmac and as you stare at the piece of your heart that leaves you, you wonder if there are two lovers parked outside the terminal to watch him disappear into the clouds. If they are as devastatingly in love as you are.

He had told you he wants you to move on. London was too far away from New York and you two were never good with distance. Love stretches too thin across the Atlantic ocean. But even if you died and came back to life in a different form, you doubt that it’s physically possible for you to move on from the likes of Kim Taehyung.

So even if the two of you were only finite hearts in an infinite universe, and only first loves in one lifetime. It’s enough for you. You rethink your answer to his question the night before. Maybe you wouldn’t want to be the queen of England or a jellyfish. You’d want Taehyung to be Taehyung. And you’d want you to be you. So that you could meet him again. And you would love him again.

#bts fanfiction #bts angst #bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts writing #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung #kim taehyung x reader #taehyung angst #bts imagine #bts scenarios

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myhockeyworld87 · 4 years

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Unexpected - Jamie Oleksiak

Word Count: 3613

POV: Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, language, cooking (is that a warning hahaha)

Notes: You all better thank the anons that sent me love tonight, especially the one that called me a queen. Girl we are all Queens! But I love you so much you get this Jamie O story early!!! Happy Reading and thank you guys for hitting 500! Peace, Love and Hugs all!

When you met Jamie at a mutual friend’s house, it wasn’t surprising that he caught your eye. At six foot seven, the man literally drew attention just by walking through the door. Though his frame made him quite intimidating; it wasn’t until later in the evening that you learned how much of a gentle giant the man truly was. His eyes were kind and his smile sweet, a combination that set your heart racing. There was really only one answer to give him when he asked you out to dinner, and that was yes.

The two of you exchanged phone numbers; talking and texting over the next few days until both of your schedules finally coincided. As soon as you got home, you plugged in your curling wand to touch up a few curls and set to fixing your makeup. Making sure to put waterproof mascara on, as it had been raining all day long. The lights flickered but you paid it no mind as you continued getting ready for your date. You weren’t sure if the restaurant you were going to would be fancy or casual, so you kept your outfit simple. Wearing skin-tight black pants and pairing it with a burgundy long sleeve low cut peplum top. It showed just the right amount of cleavage. Satisfied with your look, you headed out to grab a pair of strappy black heels to top the outfit off.

That’s when you noticed the lightning flash through the windows. It was really coming down now. Wind pounding against the siding of your house. Thunder rumbled as the doorbell sounded, and you found yourself jumping in surprise. Scrambling to the door, you opened it to find Jamie, half soaked from his short walk from his car. You ushered him in without even saying hello, and promptly closed the door behind him.

“Hi there,” you finally managed to squeak out. “It’s really coming down out there.”

“Yeah, about that.” He ran his hands through his wet locks, his head bent low as he said. “I’m really sorry but our dinner reservations just got canceled. Apparently, a tree fell on the building or something.”

“Oh…no big deal, we can go anywhere.”

“It’s kind of a mess out there, maybe we should just reschedule.” You couldn’t mask the disappointment on your face. It wasn’t that you wanted to go out to some fancy restaurant, heck you would’ve been happy with McDonald’s. Spending time with Jamie is what you really wanted.

“I mean sure, we can do that if you want; or we could just make something here.”

The shy smile that played across his lips grew into an all-out grin. “I’d like that.”

“Ok then, dinner here it is. Here, let me take your coat.” Taking the wet garment you hung it up, then headed to the kitchen; Jamie following behind. “Umm…let me see. I’ve got some chicken here.” You dug deeper into the refrigerator searching for other ingredients to go with it. “Oh, do you like chicken alfredo?”

“Sounds delicious.”

“Great! I make a killer alfredo sauce.” Grabbing the remaining ingredients you set them on the counter, then went back to the fridge. Glancing in the crisper, you took out stuff for a salad to go along with your meal. “Oh my gosh, I forgot to ask if you wanted anything to drink. I’m a horrible host.”

Jamie chuckled, a sound you felt deep within you. “I’d say you’re doing a great job, considering this is the spur of the moment.” When you turned to look at him, you saw his eye taking in your appearance. “I haven’t been a very good date either since I forgot to mention how beautiful you look.”

Heat rose to your cheeks at the compliment, and you bit the corner of your bottom lip, a bad nervous habit you had. “Thank you.” You countered. “Aside from the wet head, you look pretty good yourself.” You set the vegetables aside, then turned back to Jamie. “So, about that drink? I’m thinking wine. I mean we are going Italian here.”

“Sounds perfect, what can I do to help?” Opening the cupboard you grabbed two glasses and a bottle of your favorite Cabernet, then handed the bottle off to him.

“For starters, you can open this, then I’ll get you started on making the salad.” While Jamie worked on uncorking the wine, you got out the pots and pans you needed to make the chicken alfredo. By the time you had chicken in the pan and went over to wash your hands, Jamie had the wine poured and handed you a glass.

“Here’s to the unexpected and everything that comes along with it.” It was an interesting toast, and you were hoping that only good things would come for the rest of the evening. You clinked your glass with his, both of you taking a generous sip; then you set the glass aside.

“Now let’s get cooking.” You went to hand him the container of greens when a loud crack of thunder scared you half to death and you dropped the container back on the counter as you practically jumped closer to Jamie. His hands came instinctively around you, and it took you a minute to regain your senses as you breathed in his clean manly scent. You felt his large hands rub soothing circles against your back. All you wanted to do was lean closer into him, but instead, you found yourself looking up into his piercing blue eyes. “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting that thunder.”

“I’m not complaining.” He smiled down at you, and you felt your lips slide up in return. Slowly he leaned into you, as your heart started to beat a bit faster. That’s when you heard a pop in the pan.

“Shit!” You shifted out of his arms, to run over and flip the chicken. “I totally forgot about this.” He just laughed softly, some things had lousy timing. After the chicken interruption, the two of you continued making dinner. Jamie cutting up the salad, while you worked on the sauce. There was a stream of endless chatter as the two of you got to know each other better. He’d gently poke fun at something you would say, while you chirped him back about fighting on the ice all the time.

The water was boiling for the pasta when he came up behind you. “Dinner smells delicious.” He was so close, leaning over your shoulder, as you stirred the alfredo sauce. He bent down, and you could feel his warm breath on your neck.

“Would you like a taste?” Oh god, your cheeks flushed at the wording you’d just used, for you definitely weren’t thinking of the sauce at the moment.

“Sure.” You held the spoon up but gently blew on it before bringing it up to his lips. His hands slid around your waist as he drew himself closer for a taste, a movement that sent heat straight to your core. “Mmmm tastes even better than it smells.” Setting the spoon back down, you looked over your shoulder at him and noticed a small amount of sauce on his upper lip.

“You have some right…” You motioned to the spot but then decided to be bold. Moving your thumb up you brushed away the excess food, but when you went to move back, Jamie caught your wrist and drew your thumb into his mouth; swirling his tongue around it. Your knees went weak and your panties grew wet. The man hadn’t even kissed you yet, though if it was anything close to what he was doing now; you’d probably dissolve into a puddle. When he finally released the digit, his hand moved to cup your cheek, as his lips drew near. Eyes fluttering shut, you gave yourself over to Jamie. His lips were soft and gentle, just slowly caressing yours. He didn’t demand anything from you, just a melding of two people. He pulled back before deepening the kiss. You felt lightheaded, and just a bit dizzy, but all in the best way. He kept his hands around your waist, keeping you steady as you looked up into his smiling face. “That was nice.” You finally breathed out.

“Yeah, it was.” The grin that broke out on your face was infectious, as you could see the exact same one on Jamie.

You took a deep breath and stepped out of his embrace to finish up dinner. “Can you grab a couple of plates from that cupboard right there?” Taking the tongs, you picked out a piece of angel hair out of the boiling water to test it and see if it was done. It was perfect, so you tossed it into the colander and drained it. Jamie handed over the dishes and you artfully arranged the chicken alfredo and salad on it. Grabbing the wine, you and Jamie headed over to the table to finally start your first dinner date. “Bon appetit.” You said, raising your glass to Jamie’s.

He dug into the meal wholeheartedly. “Wow, this is amazing. You’re a really good cook.”

“Thanks.” You answered in between bites.

“This is so much better than when they make this for us before games.” He took another forkful.

“They cook for you all you guys before every game?”

“Yeah, both home and away, before or after practice as well; but nothing this good.” You weren’t a hundred percent sure he was telling the truth, yet it was still nice to hear. “So do you cook like this every night for yourself?”

“Well, not every night, but most. I actually like to bake more than cook.”

“Really? So, what are the chances I can get you to bake for me?” His cute little smirk came back out then and you felt yourself melt just a bit more.

“I’m sure it can be arranged.” The conversation went back and forth like that all through dinner. It was so easy to talk to Jamie, and while he initially came off as shy; once he seemed comfortable the conversation came easy. The storm continued on outside, and you suspected with the amount of rain coming down there would definitely be areas of flooding. The lights flickered a few times, before suddenly going out when a particularly loud bang of thunder and lightning hit. “Crap looks like we should’ve lit these candles.” You could barely make out the outline of Jamie’s tall frame, but then the lightning would strike again and it would illuminate his face. “Hold on and I’ll grab some more.” Carefully you made your way over to your purse and took out your phone, turning on the flashlight, so that you could get the matches from the kitchen. The soft candlelight gave the room an intimate glow, and so you lit some of the others you had strewn around the house. “There much better.” Since you’d both finished your meal and had just been sitting there chatting, you suggested the two of you move to the living room.

Jamie grabbed the bottle of wine and refilled both of your glasses before sitting down on the sofa. Instead of taking the seat on the opposite end of the couch away from Jamie, you decided to sit next to him, both of your knees tucked up underneath you. His arm rested across the back of the sofa and you felt him take one of your loose curls and twist it in his fingers, before saying. “You know, I think this has been a better first date, then what I originally planned.”

You smiled. “I think you’re right.” His hand moved to softly knead your neck, the touch gently coaxing you closer to his body. His free hand grabbed your wine glass and moved it to the end table, then reached over and cupped your cheek. You felt yourself lean into him, in anticipation of the kiss to come.

He was so close, as his eyes moved from your gaze to your mouth. “You’re so beautiful.” He softly whispered, before his lips gently caressed yours. His hand at the back of your neck pressed you slightly forward and your hands moved to his chest, as you opened for him. His tongue swept in, stroking against yours, eliciting a moan from you. Each of you learning what the other liked as the kiss continued. Desire pool within you, and you found yourself wanting more. He slowly pulled away, and you whimpered from the loss of contact. His breathing was harsh, as he pushed your hair to the side to rain soft little kisses to your now exposed neck. “So sweet.” He murmured.

“Mmmm,” you couldn’t suppress the moan that left your lips when he hit a particular spot on you. Your hands threaded through his hair and he gently nipped at your skin, before returning to explore your mouth again. A low growl escaped him when you deepened the kiss. The kiss was needy, tongues swirling and seeking more from each other. His large hands roamed up and down your back, until they lightly caressed your sides, just barely touching the outside of your breasts. You moaned into his mouth, the sound primal and wanting. Finally, he cupped your breast through your shirt, running his thumb back and forth over your nipple. The action causing the dampness in your panties to become wetter.

You pulled back from the kiss, in order to catch your breath, though Jamie continued his assault on your nipples. Tossing your head back you moaned again in pleasure. His hands left you then, moving to the hem of your shirt. “Can I?” he asked.

You hummed your agreement and raised your hands to assist him. His gaze took you in, and you could see the lust in his eyes. It spurred you on, and you moved to straddle him. Jamie placed his hands on your hips to help lift you onto him. You could feel his hard length through his pants and you were half embarrassed that he would feel how wet you truly were. All thoughts left your brain though when his mouth latched on to your nipple through the lace of your bra. Your hips rocked forward, feeling him hot and hard beneath you. Jamie growled, deep and low from his chest, as you tested the waters again by rocking gently into him. He slid your bra strap halfway down your arm, before taking your breast out and suckling on the nipple. Your hips start to move of their own accord, and vaguely you realize dry humping him before he stilled you with a hand on your hip. “Easy babe.” He tenderly breathed out.

He went back to kissing your mouth, this time at a slower pace. His tongue taking its time, just languidly swirling with yours, as he pressed your chest closer to his. His long fingers, traced down your spine, leaving your body covered in goosebumps, as he removed your lace bra. He was stoking a fire in your body and you wanted more. You unbuttoned his shirt, needing to feel his warm flesh. His muscles were hard, beneath your fingertips; and when he deepened the kiss, your nails dug into his skin.

You weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that. His mouth molded to yours, unhurriedly kissing you in the soft candlelight. After an endless assault on your lips, his hands finally trailed down to your hips, where he slowly rocked them into his. You weren’t sure who moaned first, you or Jamie. Pulling back from his lips, you rained kisses all over his neck and chest, and he picked up speed. Moans filled the air, and before you knew what was happening, he lifted you off him and laid you back against the sofa. His large body loomed over you, and you licked your lips in anticipation. “Damn (Y/N), when you do that…” He blew out a breath. Your fingers hooked around the loop of his pants and you pulled him closer to you, that smirk that did unholy things to you returned to his face. There was nothing else you could do but kiss him.

His hands trailed over your body, as his large palm cupping your sex. A blush stained your cheeks, as you knew he could feel your wetness through the fabric of both your pants and panties. The heel of his hand, pressed down on your mound, sending a jolt of pleasure through your entire body. “Mmm…Jamie.” Reaching up, you pushed his shirt off to caress his body; nails raking down his chest as he continued to rub your pussy.

He lifted his palm off you, only to move his hand to your waistband. His eyes looked at you questioningly before proceeding any further. You nodded your head for him to continue, and he wasted no time undoing the button and sliding the zipper down. You lifted your hips for him to shimmy your pants down. His heated gaze trailed down your body to your black lace thong. “Mmmm pretty. Did you wear this for me?” His fingers traced the outline of the lace, making you squirm underneath him.

On a breathy sigh, you tried to play coy by answering, “Maybe.”

He cocked his head to the side. “Only a maybe?” He trailed one finger over your clit down your slit, and when he heard your sharp intake of breath, he said. “If it’s only a maybe, then maybe we should stop.”

He let his finger circle your clit a couple times, then took his hand away. “Don’t stop Jamie. Please.”

“Please what (Y/N)? I need to know what you want.”

“I want you to touch me, Jamie, please.” There was neediness to your voice and you didn’t care.

“So, did you wear this for me? Were you hoping I’d see them and want to rip them off you?” Your hips bucked up and you moaned out a breathy yes. “Because I do (Y/N), I just want to tear them off and put my mouth on your sweet little pussy.” He hooked a finger, under the waistband and dipped it between your folds. “So wet.” You arched your back into the touch, as he took his now soaked finger and circled your clit. You were panting now, aching for more. “Lift up babe.” You did as commanded and were rewarded as he slid your panties off of you.

Trailing his hands, along the inside of your thighs, Jamie worked his way up to your core. He blew a breath on you, and your hips bucked. His strong arm came to rest across your midsection to hold you still, as his tongue flicked your clit. “Oh god, yes” you moaned out. It felt like you were on fire and his tongue had only touched you once. He licked again, the act making your body tingle all over. When his mouth latched on to your clit and he began to suck, you felt your orgasm start to build. Never in your life had you been this close to the edge this soon and if he hadn’t been holding you down, you were pretty sure you would’ve fallen off the cliff already. He continued to lap at your clit when you felt his finger slip between your folds and enter you. You gasped, inhaling sharply as pleasure course through you. “Oooohhh”

He started to pump his finger in and out of you. Your hips rising as much as they could with his arm stretched across you. “That’s it (Y/N)…” He breathed out. “Cum for me baby.” When his finger made a come here motion, that was all you needed. Sensations of pure bliss took hold of your body and your pussy spasmed all around his finger. You didn’t recognize the noises that came out of your mouth as you screamed out your pleasure. Jamie slow licks continued through your orgasm until you finally collapsed back on the couch; then he slowly climbed up your body. Bringing his face to yours, you kissed him, tasting your essence on his lips.

You skated your hands down his body, to his fly and undid the button there. Reaching down you felt his cock harden at your touch, and Jamie sucked in a breath through his teeth. As you stroked him you realized that he was a large man in every sense of the word. For a minute, you were nervous about his size; but then he kissed you again and all the nerves left. You pushed his pants and boxers off him and his cock sprang free. It felt hot and heavy in your hand as you stroked it a few times until his hand grabbed your wrist to stop you. “I don’t know if we…” His voice trailed off.

The electric came back on then, lighting up the room with a million watts of power. The two of you both squinted from all the light. You took the moment to resume stroking Jamie. “Are you sure you want to do this?” His tone serious and respectful, and you knew if you told him to stop he would.

“Jamie, I want this…I want you.”

“Then maybe we should move this into the bedroom.” It was the perfect suggestion and you nodded your agreement. He lifted off your body, extending his hand to help you up.

You quickly blew out the candles, before grabbing his hand and leading him back the hallway. “You know, this has been the best first date I’ve ever had.”

He kissed you hard as you crossed over the threshold of your bedroom. “It’s not over yet babe.”

#Jamie Oleksiak #Jamie Oleksiak imagine #Jamie Oleksiak imagines #Jamie Oleksiak smut #hockey imagines #hockey imagine #hockey fanfiction #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #nhl fanfic #nhl smut #hockey smut #dallas stars imagine #dallas stars imagines

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paulsmashedpotato · 4 years

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Do ya think you could do 68 with like, platonic queen?? So all the members x reader but all besties 🥺 maybe they all live together and the boys steal something of readers and idk if you can but have like a cuddle party with them somehow?? Idk how the heck this’ll work but let’s see if you can work more of your magic 😉

Cuuuuuutieieeie thanks for this!

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Bedlam

Pairing: Just Philia between Queen and reader ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: cursing

"NooOooOOo!"

You jumped in surprise from the sudden scream that echoed throughout the whole place. Roger, you thought, knowing damn well he's the only one in the world who has that shrill scream. Here comes another complaint from the neighbours. You got up from your bed, stomping out to the living room to see Brian just seating peacefully on the floor with his guitar. "Where —"

He pointed to the bathroom before you could even finish your question. You knocked loudly on the bathroom door. "ROGER!" You shouted, he immediately opened the door, a towel was loosely wrapped around his waist and a puddle was slowly forming on his feet. "My ring fell down the sink!"

"Did you have to scream that fucking loud for a fucking ring?" You asked, your hands on your waist like how mothers do when scolding their child. "That fucking ring was fucking important and I fucking loved that fucking ring."

"Stop saying fucking."

"Fucking, fucking, fucking."

"I —" You breathed, trying to calm yourself down. "The landlord's gonna kill us again if another complaint is sent to this fucking room and you're gonna have to prepare extra money because you're paying 25%!"

"Roger, get dressed and wipe the floor, if Deacy slipped there, I'm gonna cut you," he says, putting the groceries down on the table. "Fred, my ring fell down the sink," Roger says with a frown.

"Everyone alright?"

You and Roger turned to the door. Freddie just arrived, closing the front door with his foot with two bags of groceries in his arms. He was the one assigned to go grocery shopping today and you're glad you didn't have to remind him anymore about it.

"This turd screamed so loud," you said, walking away from Roger and seating on the couch where Brian was leaning on. "Oh. Is that why the neighbour was rushing downstairs?" He asked rather calmly, walking to the kitchen.

"I'll buy you another one just go get dressed and wipe the floor clean," Freddie replied, taking out a carton of milk. "Yes!" Roger happily beamed, tiptoeing to his shared bedroom with Brian. "What a kid," you muttered.

"Did you get a tub of ice cream, Fred?" You asked, leaning on the couch's back to look at Freddie, "Yes, darling. Vanilla and strawberry."

"Yes!" You cheered, getting up and skipping to the kitchen. "What a kid," Brian muttered, mocking you. You sent him a glare, making him laugh.

"It's a bit melted so let's leave it in the freezer first," Freddie says, taking the tub out and putting it in the freezer. You nodded excitedly, helping him put the other groceries into their respective places. "I bought chips too! We're having a sleepover tonight!"

"A sleepover? Aren't we having sleepovers every night?" You asked, sitting down on one of the chairs. "That's different. I meant sleepover, like sleeping together on the floor, there in the living room," he says, pointing to where Brian was seated.

"That's a mess," you gasped, "I'm excited!" You high-fived with Freddie, an excited grin plastered on his face. Roger walked out from the bedroom, jogging towards the bathroom and mopping the floor. "Rog, we're having a sleepover!" You squealed, hitting his arm from excitement. "Ouch! What'd you do that for?" He asked, rubbing the spot where you hit him, the skin reddening a bit. "I'm excited!"

You asked Brian to carry their mattress out to the leaving room while you get yours out as well, dragging it outside. "This will be fun," you said, pushing the couches to create more space.

"Fred, can you get your mattress out? I think Deacy's sleeping," you said, fixing the mattresses on the floor. "I'm washing the dishes, dear. Just go in there and wake him up."

You huffed, walking to their room and very gently knocking on the door. "John?" You called, opening it a little and sticking your head in the room. "Hey, we're having a sleepover," you invited, inclining your head to the living room. He put down his book to look at you, "a what?"

"A sleepover. Come on, let's bring your mattress out." You walked inside the room to help him take out the mattress. "Whose idea was this?" He asked, pushing the mattress. "Freddie's," you grinned.

You fixed the mattresses on the floor, spreading multiple bed sheets and duvets to make it more comfortable. You threw in your pillows and comforters and once the bed's all made, you all plopped down the floor excitedly.

"Don't go stealing all the blankets at night, Brian," Roger warned, pulling in as much blanket for himself as he can. "You're accusing me of stealing the blankets when you're the one who wakes up fully wrapped!" Brian retaliated, pulling a different blanket for himself.

"You share blankets?" Freddie asked, grabbing a few pillows for himself. "We're broke," Brian says, lying down.

"I'll sleep next to Deacy, he's probably the calmest," you said, putting your pillow next to Deacy. "Wrong — he'll snuggle you to death," Freddie says, building a barricade of pillows between him and Roger.

"I'll sleep here then!" You said, removing Freddie's barricade and lying down next to him. "I don't want to sleep next to you!" Roger says, throwing a pillow at your face. "Wow, you're choosy for someone who's voted the worst sleepmate in this house!" You picked up your pillow, got up again and transferred back next to Deacy. "I'm staying with Deacy then."

You were between Brian and Deacy. "You're not gonna squish me, are you?" You asked, turning to Deacy and then to Brian. "I'll try not too," John says, wrapping himself in his blanket.

"Turn on the TV and insert a horror tape!" You suggested, "NO!" Freddie and John shouted. "I don't have another person beside me, okay? Deacy's lucky he at least has a couch next to him — but I — I am next to the void!"

"Fine, then," you laughed, "although I heard that monsters always get the one in the middle," you said, adding in a mist voice, "which is Brian."

"Stop it!"

"But it'll probably get Roger first 'cause he's wrapped like a cocoon so monsters can pull him easily."

"Hey that's mine!" You shouted, grabbing it. "I've been looking for this!"

"Shut up!!"

Loud laughs filled the room and Roger was unwrapping himself. You turned to him and saw the comforter you've been looking for since last week. It never got back from the dryer.

"It is ours now!" Roger laughed, not letting it go, "If you're going to buy nice comforters like this, you should include us!"

"This was so cheap, you could've bought one for yourself last Christmas if you didn't spend your budget for a motel room!"

"Hey, stop that, you two," Freddie scolded, smacking Roger with a pillow. "Give it back to y/n."

"I want it!" Roger whined, still not letting go of it. "You don't go stealing comforters! Ask for permission."

"Would you have let me borrow it?"

"No!"

"See?"

"Oh fuck it, I'll use it so it's fair!" Brian says, pulling the comforter from Roger and you. "You ruined its threads. It's all wrinkled now." He says, pulling it over his legs.

"Don't go about stealing people's blankets," he says to Roger. "It's ours now, so we're sharing it!"

"I am literally living in a bedlam with four idiots," Freddie muttered. "I kinda love this bedlam," Brian says, tucking the comforter to his sides.

"Best fucking bedlam ever," you laughed. You faced Deacy who was just laughing along to all your conversations. "We're never getting sleep tonight, are we?" He asked, "Probably not. We'll all be insane tomorrow."

"If we get stuck in an island and we become deranged, it's probably Roger's fault," you said, looking at the ceiling. "Hey!" Roger shouts, “I’ll probably be the reason we’re not getting stuck in an island in the first place.”

“Right, that’ll be Freddie’s fault,” Brian joins in, causing Freddie to shot up, “Hey! You’re the bunch of grown ups acting like kids, I’ll bet it would be y/n and Roger’s because you two are chaotic.”

“I’ll bet we’ll freeze to death because Y/N DOESN’T SHARE COMFORTERS!” Roger says, sitting up just to glare at you. “Stop shouting for fuck’s sake, Deacy’s tryna get some decent sleep,” you said, shushing him.

“No, no, I’m fine,” Deacy smiled, squeezing your arm. “I’ll also bet we’ll freeze to death because you don’t share your comforters.”

“Hey, you’re supposed to be on my side!”

They all laughed, adding on more scenarios and bets on whoever will fuck everyone up first in each of the plots you were imagining. It was a really long night of giggling and teasing that you don’t even remember how you’ve come to a certain topic. Sleeping together like this rarely happened in the household but when it does, you all enjoy it and the whole flat becomes louder than how it normally is.

A/N:

I am proud of this because when I pasted the whole thing in a word counter it says the reading level is college graduate HAHAHA. Anyway, this was cute to write hihi.

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Let's be mutuals on twitter pleasee! I'm nice I promise

#okay the ending sucks huhu #thanks for this suggestion I had fun writing this #I actually have a draft in wattpad with the same concept #I'll publish soon hihi #anyway here comes the proper tags #Queen #queen x reader #queen band #roger taylor #freddie mercury #brian may #john deacon #roger taylor x reader #freddie mercury x reader #brian may x reader #john deacon x reader

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sylvain-writes · 4 years

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Raphael scenario where he meets a human who is instantly smitten with him and it’s very cute, not flirty, just cute in interaction? Bonus: Is raphael clueless (he thinks humans won’t accept them) or does he catch on? Be funny if Casey points out she’s giving ‘signals’.

After visiting NY landmarks under the baking sun, you're looking forward to the gentle light of the moon and city lights. Even at sunset, August's heat is stifling. Thankfully, all it takes is a refreshing sip of iced coffee and a quick taste of your vanilla cone to soothe you for the moment.

Calling out of work 'sick' to take advantage of such a beautiful day feels like the best decision you've made for yourself in a while. That is, until you spot your boss exiting a small shop across the way. Scrambling for a hideaway, you make a mad dash for the next block.

With a firm grip on both your cone and your cup, you turn the corner--and slam into something solid as a rock.

Raph looks up from adjusting the fabric wrapped around his ankle just in time to watch you zip into the alley and careen into him. In the blink of an eye his face is smothered with something cold and smooth. There's a splash on the pavement at his side.

Even with his enhanced reflexes from years of ninja training, he has barely enough time to process what's happening before he hears laughter burst from Casey's chest.

"Nice," Casey jests, drawing out the word until it's dripping with sarcasm. But he's not Raph's concern. No, there's someone new standing before him and his stomach clenches in anticipation of your scream.

"Shit, sorry," you mumble and hiss, instead. You mustn't have seen him, he thinks. Certainly, as you back up, you'll get a better look at him and run.

Raph swallows hard. He holds his breath, waiting for your reaction. But the look of shock, of disgust, never comes.

Usually Raph is a man of action, but at the sight of you, and with his face full of vanilla soft serve, he's frozen.

You watch the trenchcoated stranger's scowl deepen under a mask of vanilla ice cream. You expel a long breath as his expression twists into something else. Perhaps it's confusion shining through his squinting green eyes. Nonetheless, you only have a second to study it before embarrassment brings your gaze to your feet. You worry your bottom lip as you consider the stranger's silence.

The soft chuckle of his companion is more teasing than sinister. So, you try not to pay him any mind.

Heavy-hearted with apologies, you inch forward to help wipe up the mess. But with what's left of your coffee and ice cream still held in your iron grip, there's not much you can do. It must look as though you're threatening to smear even more of your dessert onto the stranger's face. "I… I am so sorry."

Amused, his hockey stick wielding sidekick is quick to respond. "My hotheaded friend here needed to cool off anyway. Isn't that right, Raph?" He emphasizes his question with a firm slap upon his friend's shoulder.

Your feet scuff the pavement in a nervous shuffle, but as you prepare another apology for the guys, the one called Raph rises from his knees.

Brushing gravel off his long coat, Raph says, "Don't sweat it."

Hockey Stick scoffs, and with a peek out of the side of your eye, you witness him shoot his friend a look of disbelief. The look is so sharp you'd think Raph has never accepted an apology before in his life.

You're flustered and you wish you could rewind the last three minutes. You could have walked a little slower. Taken a wider turn. Looked up a second earlier. You feel your face grow hotter and hope the guys attribute your blush to the sticky heat of the August evening.

"It's my fault, really," Raph says, as his full form takes shape. He's poised to say more, but your gasp cuts him off. Realization of who and what he is dawns on your face, and Raph's playful smirk drops.

Your jaw trembles as you take it all in. "You're one of them. The vigilantes from TV."

Hockey Stick takes a step closer, as if to intimidate. You guess not everyone responds favorably to meeting one of the turtles, but you're simply starstruck.

"Sorry," you explain, "I've never met someone famous before." Eyes wide and heart fluttering, you're horrified that you've made such a terrible impression on the hero, after all he does for the city--and the little thanks he gets. "I'm a big fan. Really."

His expression softens into a lopsided grin, and Raph licks a bit of ice cream from his lips. "Famous, heh?" He waves off the compliment, seemingly unfazed by the ice cream dripping down his chin.

You wish you had a free hand; never has there been such an easy excuse to reach out and and touch someone you've had a crush on for so long.

Then, Raph catches you completely by surprise when he gives a little shrug and says, "Look, uh, we were just on our way t' catch some grub. Maybe ya wanna join us? We can grab ya another coffee, if ya want."

"What? Oh. No! No, no. It's alright. I, uh, I can get another. I mean, I shouldn't even be drinking caffeine this late. Y'know?" You think he'll buy the excuse. After all, the interaction has you jittery enough to be tripping over your words.

"How bouts we replace that cone, then?" There's a kindness, an apprehension, to his voice as Raph insists, "It's the least we could do."

Muttering under his breath, Hockey Stick dissolves the tension. "The heck you mean 'we', Dairy Queen? Ya got brain freeze?" He crosses his arms as he sidesteps the scene with a grumble. "It ain't my dome lookin' like Mrs. Doubtfire over here."

"I'm good," you say, raising your smashed peak of soft serve, and you don't know why you keep refusing his offers when what you really want to do is give Raph your number.

Even Hockey Stick seems confused by your hesitancy. "Ya not really gonna eat that, are ya? ...Probably tastes like his face," he adds with a grimace.

"Oh," you quickly smile to placate Raph after his friend's offensive comment. "I bet your taste face fine. I mean, your face tastes fine. I… Oh, god."

You bite your tongue, mortified, but Raph is smiling down at you. He wipes a stripe of ice cream from his cheek and licks it off of his wide, green thumb with an appreciative hum. "Not bad."

The absurdity of your night hits you and a laugh bubbles up from your chest. It's nervous and genuine, and when Raph chuckles along, it feels like it's just the two of you in all of Queens.

Ice cream melts over your fist and down his neck as the harmony of your voices tapers off. Hockey Stick clears his throat, and the moment is gone.

With a bashful, pinched expression, you release a small groan. "Can we just forget I said anything? Can we forget any of this happened?"

Back to wiping his face clean, Raph gives a slow shake of his head. His smile widens as his friend rolls his eyes with a sigh.

"Nah," Raph says, looking only at you, "I think I wanna remember this for a long time."

#tmnt x reader #raphael x reader #tmnt x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #raphael x gender neutral reader #ask answered #prompt fic #meet cute #dreams-delusional #hope this fills the request for reader giving signals while not flirting #my writing

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ahatintimestorybook · 3 years

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All Is Found Chap.4-Dance of the Ice Queen

Okay even though I put this story on hold for a bit. I’ve been waiting to write this chapter because of the idea I came up with for this. Basically this idea, plus a few others, is why I thought of making this AU in the first place.

Enjoy!!

The sun had started to set on Subcon, and Hat Kid never realized how beautiful the kingdom looked. The orange, pink, and purple glow from the sky as the sun slowly drops in the Horizon. It made the kingdom glow in a way.

“Isn’t it a lovely sunset?” Lucas asked, as he went to check up on the child. After coming back from their tour of Subcon, Lucas asked Vanessa if Hat Kid should spend the night in the guest room for the time being, and soon the young child adjusted well into her temporary living space.

“It’s beautiful!” Hat Kid replied. Lucas chuckled and ruffled the young girl’s head. The prince then heard a rumble and heard it came from Hat Kid The latter looked down and chuckled in embarrassment. “Sorry. I’m just hungry.”

Lucas smiled seeing it was perfect timing that he checked up on Hat Kid. “Well good news, dinner is ready!” He announced. Hat Kid smiled and followed the prince out of the room towards the dining room for dinner.

When Hat Kid and Lucas made it to the dining room, the smell of warm food overwhelmed the young girl as she sighed and floated to her seat at the table.

Looking at all the food from the table, Hat Kid didn’t know what to grab first. There was roasted chicken, but what could she have on the side? She then looked at Lucas and Vanessa’s plate and saw they both had potatoes and corn on it so she put some on her plate as well.

The dinner for the most part was normal, and relaxing. Vanessa didn’t say or do anything other than eat her dinner and let Lucas try some of hers in hopes of being romantic. Though it made sense for dinner to be relaxing after her crash landing.

Once dinner was done, Lucas handed Hat Kid a nightgown to wear for the night. It was similar to Vanessa's, only a lilac color. Soon, Hat Kid went to bed and quickly fell asleep. Lucas went to check up on the kid before going to bed, and chuckled seeing how tired the young child was.

“Sleep tight, kid.” Lucas whispered, ruffling the child’s head. He then left the room, turned off the lights.

Hours after falling asleep, Hat Kid was awoken to footsteps passing by her room. She slowly got up out of bed, and opened the door to see who it was. Turning to her left she saw Vanessa, walking to another room. “Vanessa?” She questioned in a low whisper.

The child waited for Vanessa to be further away before quietly following her to another room downstairs in the manor. Once Hat Kid made it to the other room she took a small peak and gasped at what she saw.

The room was cold, and the floor was covered in ice as some statues loomed over Vanessa. The queen had her head down, her blonde hair tied into a ponytail, as a sword made of ice appeared from the ground. The statues then moved ready to grab the queen. In a flash, Vanessa skated around the ice covered floor and soon sneaked up on the statue before striking it with her sword, causing the statue to crumble down.

The other statues growled and went to attack Vanessa, but the queen skated away from them before showing off her sword fighting skills fighting each of the statues. Hat Kid was amazed at the queen’s sword fighting skills, though as much as she would like to cheer her on, she still had to stay quiet.

However, sword fighting wasn’t all Vanessa could do, as she then summoned ice crystals that launched at the statues, while it didn’t destroy them stunned them enough for Vanessa to strike at them and destroy them. One statue then grabbed Vanessa before throwing her to the other end of the room. The statue was ready to ram into the queen, which caused Hat Kid to cover her eyes not to see what will happen next.

Vanessa then formed an ice wall to protect herself, causing the statue to break into pieces. The queen lowered down her ice wall and sighed thinking that was the last of them. That is when she saw one statue leading to the hallway. Before the statue could take one step closer, Vanessa impaled the statue with her sword causing him to fall. The queen looked in the hallway and saw no one was around, sighing in relief.

What she didn’t know was when the statue made its way out, Hat Kid quickly ran back to her room and closed the door, and went to bed before Vanessa noticed her.

The queen sighed realizing she’d have to stop her training for the night. Using her magic she melted the ice statues, and decided to practice her sword fighting skills for the rest of the night.

The next morning, Prince Lucas woke up with a loud yawn. He turned to his side, and smiled seeing Vanessa asleep next to him. “Morning my love.” He whispered, as he ruffled her hair. Vanessa replied with a groan as she turned away from Lucas. The prince stopped ruffling his wife’s head and chuckled before giving her a kiss on the cheek.

He got up from bed and went over to the guest room to check up on Hat Kid. When he got there he saw the young child sleeping soundly and peacefully. Lucas gave a chuckle and went over to the kid and shook her a bit.

This made Hat Kid wake up. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at the Prince. “Good morning.” Lucas whispered.

“Morning.” Hat Kid replied. She let out a yawn and got out of bed.

“Sleep well?” Lucas asked.

Hat Kid wasn’t sure how to respond. She slept well indeed, but the memories of last night started replaying in her head again. Heck she didn’t even know if the Prince knew about this. “Slept okay.” Was all she could say for now.

“That’s good.” He replied. The two then went downstairs to the kitchen to have some breakfast. Once downstairs, Hat Kid’s eyes widened at the breakfast on the table, some waffles with vanilla ice cream on top of them with fruit on the side.

Hat Kid’s mouth was wide open at the delicious breakfast. Never in her entire life Hat Kid saw a waffle before, nor one that looked so mouth watering. Prince Lucas was already seated down, eating his waffle. “Hope you like it kid, this is one of Vanessa’s favorite things for breakfast.” Lucas told her.

In a split second, Hat Kid was already seated down and started to cut into her waffle and take a huge bite from it. Hat Kid smiled as the ice cream and the waffle mixed together almost tasted like cake. “So sweet!” She sighed.

Lucas chuckled seeing the expression on the young girl’s face. He then went over to wipe some of the ice cream off her face with his handkerchief. Lucas then turned to the table, where Vanessa usually sits and looked up to where her room is and saw she hadn’t woken up. Starting to get worried he got up from his seat and grabbed Vanessa’s breakfast. “I’m going to check up on Vanessa. Be right back.”

Hat Kid nodded as she watched the prince go up to check on his wife. This now gave her enough time to think about what to tell Lucas about what she saw last night.

The prince made it back to his room to see Vanessa was still asleep. Lucas gave a smile and put her plate of breakfast on the drawer next to her bed. “I left your breakfast on top of the drawer.” He whispered. Vanessa groaned in reply, and slowly opened her eyes.

“My prince?” Vanessa asked. Lucas nodded in reply. Vanessa groaned and moved herself closer and hugged Lucas. Blinking in surprise, Lucas calmed down and hugged his wife back.

“Couldn’t sleep again, huh?” Lucas asked.

“Mhhmm.” Vanessa replied with a nod. Lucas pulled his wife closer as he rubbed her back.

“Just rest a bit my princess. I’ll keep your breakfast warm.”

“Thank you.” Vanessa whispered in reply. With that Vanessa laid back down and went back to sleep. Lucas smiled and left his wife to rest more.

Hat Kid finally got her thoughts straight and knew what to tell Prince Lucas when he got back. She then heard footsteps coming downstairs. “Okay,” Lucas started. “Vanessa is still asleep, but I left her breakfast in her room so she can eat whenever.” He explained.

“Is she okay?” Hat Kid asked.

“Yeah.” Lucas replied. “She just has trouble sleeping.”

“Oh.” Hat Kid turned away, her mind was racing wondering if she should tell him why, but how to bring it up. “W-well,” She started. Lucas looked up at the child, who was now looking nervous. “I heard someone walking in the hallway last night. I don’t know if it was Vanessa or-” Hat Kid was then cut off by Lucas.

The prince gave a sigh as he sat back down. “You could be right about it being Vanessa.” He replied. Hat Kid blinked, realizing Lucas did know about it. “She’d wake up at odd hours of the night, walk around the hallway and then by morning she’ll be in bed till later in the day.” He explained.

“Do you know what she does at night?” Hat Kid asked. Lucas shook his head in response. “O-oh I see.” She decided that now she’ll stop talking about it. Best for the prince to know a little bit then a lot.

Lucas then smiled and asked something from the child, hoping to change the subject. “You know what I just realized.” He started. “That spaceship you came in, do you want to go on over there to see if it needs fixing?”

Hat Kid’s eyes widened remembering her spaceship. She was so distracted spending her time in Subcon she forgot all about her spaceship. “Oh man! My ship!” She yelled, jumping up from the table and running from the kitchen out the manor.

“W-wait! Hat Kid!” Lucas shouted, chasing after her.

Hat Kid ran as fast as her legs could take her as went deeper into the forest to find the remains of her ship. She doesn’t remember where she landed, and just keeps on running in hopes she’ll stumble upon her ship or at least a crater. Luckily it was both as Hat Kid gasped seeing how damaged her ship was.

Prince Lucas was in a panic as he lost Hat Kid, while chasing after her. “Kid!” He yelled. “Kiddo!” He kept on running hoping he could find her. It felt like hours, but Lucas stopped at the crater where Hat Kid’s ship landed. He slowly walked over to it, and found Hat Kid scavenging through the rumble.

From the looks of it she seemed to be in a panic as Hat Kid scuffled through everything repeating, “Where is it?” Over and over again.

#ahit au #All is Found #Queen Vanessa #Hat Kid #ahit the Prince #I told you Queen Vanessa will be epic in this one #I mean I know most people hate her but #come on I always wanted to see this!!

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justlookatthosesausages · 4 years

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“In the eye of the storm” ◊◊◊◊ a post-Frozen 2 fanfic ◊◊◊◊ CHAPTER 2: Twister

"Morning."

"M'ning." Muttered Anna, rubbing her eyes as she entered the room.

She noticed not only that Elsa was already cleaned and dressed – though that last step took only a couple of seconds when you were the Snow Queen – but that she had helped the servants to prepare breakfast, easily guessed by the way she was standing by the table and arranging everything to be at the exact place. Anna preferred to keep her remark about her sister's perfectionism for later.

"You're already awake? How the heck?"

Elsa chuckled lightly at her vocabulary, and her smile filled Anna's soul with as much vitamins than if she had started to eat.

"I'm used to wake up at the first lights of dawn." Said the blonde. "And as you don't have shutters at the windows..."

"You saw light passing through the clouds? All I see is a gloomy weather. With such a storm, the sun is hidden all day."

Elsa realized she didn't register the second half of her sentence.

"You should put shutters or panels at the windows. I know it's not the season to do so, but soon the glass might shatter. I can feel that the wind only will blow more and more in the following days."

"M'kay." Murmured Anna, hugging her then sitting down.

She bit in a yawn to at least have a minimum of decency in front of the maids, even if most of them had known her since she was a child.

The Queen then remembered at the word 'season' that she wanted to talk to her sister about something related to it. But she couldn't grasp what it was. She blinked and shrugged, stretching out her hand to get a slice of bread.

Elsa sat in front of her, like they always did back then when she lived in the castle.

"Thanks for preparing breakfast." Said Anna after she swallowed her third toast.

The blonde smiled behind her mug of tea. "You're welcome. It's the least I could do to thank you for sheltering me on such short notice."

"Sheltering you?" Repeated the younger with shock and amusement in her voice. "Do you hear yourself? Elsa, this is your home too, you're always welcome here."

Elsa smiled, and resumed to drink her black tea. She recognized in Anna's words the ones of her husband, and was touched to see that unconditional hospitality was one of their numerous common traits.

"Where's Kristoff? Don't you wake up at the same time?"

Anna pointed at the door with her thumb while she gulped her coffee with the ferocity of a beast. "He went to Eydis' room to wake her up. She takes like, ten minutes to get out of bed, so he helps Gerda."

Elsa laughed. She remembered well the state and posture of her niece when she had left her bedroom earlier in the morning. "Well, the apple doesn't fall far—"

Anna hit her leg with her foot.

"Ouch!"

"Yeah, don't even dare."

The blonde giggled as she massaged her tibia, now sore, but it was all worth it.

"Good morning darlings!" Smiled Kristoff as he entered, a robe on his pajamas while Anna didn't bother wearing something above it.

He rubbed a hand in Elsa's back and then walked to Anna to kiss her.

"What's that 'darlings' about? You don't call me honey today?" Teased the redhead.

Kristoff smiled. "There's a pot of it on the table already. I didn't want to bring confusion."

Anna eye rolled, but her sigh was also tender. "You really are the worst at puns on mornings."

He sat next to her, shrugging. "You know my brain doesn't work as long as I haven't drunk my coffee. Just like you."

They scrunched their noses staring at each other, teasing with glances.

Elsa smiled looking at them, her cheek laying on her fist.

"AUNTIEEEE!"

"Oh, the little star is here." Commented Elsa, not even turning around.

They all giggled and Eydis hugged her idol powerfully. She then did the same with her parents, and Kristoff almost swallowed his coffee the wrong way.

She ran around looking for the cushion she used to take to sit on a chair and be at their level, and then she ran back to the table once she found it. Eydis was exhaling so much childish joy on mornings that Elsa couldn't help but melt at the sight.

She comically climbed on the chair that was at the end of the table. "Auntie, do you think that Nokk and Gale will make up?"

Elsa blinked as she bit in a cookie. She did not expect that question as the first thing of the day.

"Uh... I don't know, sweetheart."

"Can't you sense it?"

Eydis insisted with her gaze, but her tone hadn't been sarcastic. She was fascinated by the connection the Spirits had between them, and now Anna and Kristoff had lifted their eyes to her to know the answer too.

Elsa felt ashamed to not have what they were looking for.

"I don't... Sense anything else than the fact they put all their power in a conflict. I'm sorry."

Anna frowned with emotion. "Hey, don't apologize. You did nothing wrong."

Elsa gulped.

"And I suppose that it's the first time ever that you feel anger emanating from them, isn't it?" Guessed Kristoff.

Elsa nodded. "Indeed. And it's..." Her right hand clenched on the table. "...really unpleasant."

Anna reached for it with her own hand. "It's gonna be okay. It will all end up well, eventually. We'll find a solution today."

The blonde smiled back, and Eydis bounced on her chair.

"Yeah, it will all be okay!"

The adults smiled at her genuine positivity. The girl exclaimed:

"When Nokk will be happy again, will we ride together, me on my pony and you on Nokk?"

Elsa smiled, ruffling her already messy hair. "Sure. I miss them just as much as you do."

She especially loved those rides with her, because she always spent a joyful time with her niece, and also because it drove the Water Spirit nuts to see how slow Eydis' pony was.

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Later in the morning, they all sat down in the living room to discuss about solutions. Mattias had joined them, much to Elsa's satisfaction, because she saw him rarely. Either she only had time to come for game nights and go back to the Forest right after, so she didn't get to visit him and Halima in the village, either he was busy training with the Arendelle's army.

"General Mattias. It's always a pleasure."

The man nudged her a bit as they embraced. "Please. Don't tease me. Just go for Mattias."

Elsa giggled. "I still think that this grade suits you well. It does have a ring to it."

Anna entered in the teasing game. "Oh, I only made him general because of how it sounded. Not because of his skills and wisdom. Of which he has none."

The black soldier looked at the dorky sisters with a smirk. "Are you two done?"

"And the fact he's my counselor only is for personal reasons." Kept going Anna, grinning along Elsa. "Not because he helps me in strategic meetings."

"Yeah, I heard you help Anna pick her dresses, is that right?"

They both giggled, and Mattias, even if he was amused, eyed the King from where he was.

"Kristoff, how can you even deal with those two?"

The blonde shrugged. "I don't. I actually plan to murder them with Olaf's help next week. But shh, don't tell anyone."

The sisters laughed even more, now holding to each other.

"What is going on?" Asked Eydis, entering the room with a book under her arm, finally getting out of her morning lesson. She had heard the word 'murder', which she didn't know, and would love to find out.

"Nothing", chuckled Mattias. "How are you, little Princess?"

"Great!" Beamed the little girl. "We started a new course today!"

She showed the book she had been holding.

"It's called trigged... Trigo..."

"Trigonometry?" Helped Elsa and Mattias with one voice.

"Yeah!" Exclaimed Eydis.

"Ooooh, I loved trigonometry when I was your age." Beamed Elsa. "You know, triangles are fascinating. The sum of their angles always equals—"

"Oh my goodness, please someone stops that nerd before she starts talking about fractals." Eyerolled Anna behind Mattias.

"Hey!" Grumbled the blonde, standing up after bending to her niece.

Anna stuck out her tongue as she sat on the couch next to Kristoff.

Mattias bent to Eydis. "You know, it's a really interesting and important class. I'm sure your aunt uses its rules when she crafts structures in ice. In fact, we use knowledge of it in military as well."

The princess' eyes sparkled. "Awesome! And is it practical in handiwork as well?"

The man nodded. "Of course. It's where it's the most useful, I think."

As she jolted along him, Elsa looked at her sister while she sat in the sofa by the couch. "Handiwork?" She repeated with a frown.

Anna waved her hand in the air. "She plays handiwork a lot lately. It's more 'pretend' than actually building anything, but she loves it. Craftspeople all around the village offered her tools so she could have a little kit."

"That's adorable." Smiled Elsa.

"Yeah, well, when she taps against door frames and stairs railings late in the night saying "this needs to be fixed!" and then mimes to bang nails in it or saw some parts, it's less fun."

The blonde giggled, sorry for them but deeply amused.

"This is as cute as dangerous", said Anna, "but don't worry, she hasn't broken anything on purpose. Yet."

"Lately she said she got a new hammer, and I suspect Oaken to have given him. Let's hope she'll not use it soon." Smiled Kristoff.

"I'll maybe confiscate her toolkit..." Sighed Anna, looking at her daughter talking with Mattias.

Kristoff frowned.

"Don't, that would break her heart. She loves handiwork just like you love to read novels, Anna. It's her passion."

They smiled at the father's wisdom.

"You're right." Admitted Anna.

"And I know someone who was just as dangerous when she was her age..." Teased Elsa.

The Queen lifted her eyebrows. "Who? Me?"

The blond chuckled, turning to her. "How many times did you say you made the armors fall apart again?"

She pushed him away, but her tiny hand on his muscular chest didn't make him move an inch. "Alright, alright. I was a constant mess and she inherited from me. Here, is that what you wanted to hear?"

The two others laughed a yes.

Mattias joined them and they started to think about all the possibilities to compensate the magic storm. The discussion went on for a full hour, and as Elsa now was nervously fidgeting with a cushion as she declined all of their suggestions because of how impossible to do they were, Anna was just as nervously standing up. Pacing back and forth in front of the lit fireplace, she searched for a solution to help her sister, but also her kingdom which was starting to get impacted by such a weather condition. Arendelle had known many terrible natural events in its history, but this one had been going on for many days without a pause. It started to tire the people and reduce the resources. She turned to her elder.

"Elsa, you know the best way is to get to Ahtohallan and get their opinion on this."

The blonde lifted her eyes to her, a bit annoyed.

"And Anna, I told you a dozen times already that I can't cross the sea."

The Queen agitated her hands. She wasn't going to give up easily.

"We should try together. We'll cross the Dark Sea despite the storm. We're the Bridge, nothing can stop us! I'm going to ask to prepare a ship from my private float..."

Elsa widened her eyes.

"Anna, no. That's out of question."

"Why? I should help you! I want to help you!"

Elsa now frowned.

"You will not go in a ship to Ahtohallan!"

"What?"

"Especially with a weather like this."

"WHY?!" Erupted Anna, enraging.

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO IN A STORM ON A SHIP!"

Elsa's voice filled the room with force as she suddenly stood up. Kristoff and Mattias turned to her with shocked faces. Eydis retracted on the couch, holding her knees against her chest in fear. All got startled by how Elsa had suddenly raised her tone, something she very rarely did. Breathing heavily, she locked her eyes with her little sister.

Anna definitely was the most stunned of them all. Standing still by the fireplace, her lips trembled. She stared at Elsa intensely, but unlike the blonde's eyes which were panicked, hers eyes were sad, and filling with tears turning her vision blur. She saw that Elsa's eyes were teary as well.

She could also tell that, in that gaze, was almost printed the mental image of an Arendellian ship grimly lit by a lightning bolt and sinking in giant waves, never returning home.

The redhead gulped, gasping in a breath she had been holding.

"Elsa, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."

The elder sighed. "Yes, I know..."

She closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead. "But still, please never bring up that suggestion again. Ever."

The room remained silent, and she picked up the cushion she had made fall to the carpet when she stood. However, she didn't sit to hold it against her. She put it back on the sofa, and walked to the door.

"I... Sorry, I need a break. I'll meet you guys later."

Anna gasped.

"Elsa..."

Her voice was weak and devastated, and she bit her lip in a pout as the blonde left the room.

The two men exchanged a look, not daring to add a word, and Eydis stared sadly at the spot where her aunt's back had turned to the corridor.

The Queen crossed the room to go after her, but Kristoff held her arm. He stood up to be at her side. He shook his head.

"Don't push her. You know you have to give her some space."

"Yes, of course." Murmured Anna grudgingly.

She lowered her gaze, and agreed with him. Anna could only clear her throat and change the topic, so they would talk about something else until she felt the time was right to go talk with her sister.

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"The past is in the past", Elsa had often said through the years since they got closer again.

The redhead held to this promise with dear life. By experience with her sister, Anna knew that her time alone wouldn't be long, and that she was allowed to gently ask to burst her bubble.

As she walked up the stairs, she felt like it was entirely her fault if Elsa was nervous after their argument and needed to isolate herself. She should never have suggested this stupid idea of going on a ship! Why did she suggest this stupid idea of going on a ship?!

Anna was so angry at herself that her knock on the wood of the door actually was stronger than she meant. However, Elsa didn't respond. Usually, she would say "Come in", or just "Hmm" to indicate Anna was welcome to enter. But here, nothing.

The younger's heart clenched. Persuaded she was the problem, she didn't dare to open the door, even if it looked unlocked.

"Elsa..."

She gulped. Why was it so hard to do that again? She knew that years had gone by, that their relationship was completely different and open now. It was so difficult to dive into this setting once again. Anna had known this situation for ages, but nothing could have prepared her to return to it.

Her hand clenched in a fist against the lacquered wood.

"Elsa, please, answer me. Please."

Without realizing it, her breathing sped up.

"Elsa..."

The Queen was rapidly having a panic attack. Not again. Not this situation. Please, gods, anything but this situation again. She couldn't go through it again.

Her legs felt like cotton, and she fell to the corridor's floor.

Anna's nails rasped the door.

"Elsa, I'm—"

"Anna, what are you doing?"

The redhead gasped loudly, and in the gesture, she swallowed a water drop, which was a tear that had fallen on her face and she hadn't noticed.

She spun around, falling on her butt as she did because of how fast she turned, and saw that Elsa was walking to her with frowned eyebrows and a concerned face, closing the book she visibly had been reading.

"Why are you here crying on the floor? What is going on?"

Anna had to gulp to form an answer, and in the meantime, the blonde's eyes darted to the door. Everything clicked in her mind like a puzzle.

"Oh Ahtohallan, you thought I shut you out?"

The redhead was unable to answer something else than a bubble of cry, her lips twitching in a tearful pout. She nodded, trembling. Elsa urged to go crouch to her.

"Anna... Hey, hey it's okay. Come here."

The younger didn't wait for a second call. She launched herself in her arms and sobbed silently on Elsa's shoulder. The Snow Queen recognized the too-familiar behavior of a panic attack, and she passed a hand along Anna's back and in her long hair to soothe her breathing. Acting like magic, and maybe it was, the redhead calmed quickly, melting in Elsa's embrace. The elder held her tight.

"I'm so sorry. I went to the library to get a register, and..."

She didn't add more. What was the purpose? She felt terrible for making Anna believe she didn't want to see her.

Elsa delicately parted the hug, and looked at her sister in the eyes.

"I would never, ever shut you out, okay? I know I'm still very bad at making it clear on why and how I need time alone, but... It's never to abandon you."

Anna nodded, gulping loudly again, and gasping because she still had her throat twisted by her emotion.

"Sorry for doubting it." Admitted the younger.

Elsa gasped in an exclamation as she rubbed Anna's tears. "You're really not the wrongdoer, you know!"

Anna had a smile at the corner of her lips. Minutes passed as Elsa made sure that her little sister retrieved her normal breathing. Finally, they stood up, and after she cleaned her face, Anna saw the book she picked from the floor.

"That's a register?"

"Hmm-hmm." Nodded Elsa, showing it to her.

As Anna turned the pages and realized what it was meant to take in account, Elsa continued: "Our argument earlier... That actually gave me an idea. Follow me."

The redhead blinked in confusion, but walked behind her elder through the castle, until they reached the servant's room where she knew Kai and Gerda would be at that time of day. Elsa asked if they were available, and the four of them went to a silent spot in the corridor.

"Kai, Gerda... You're the oldest servants we have. What I mean is, you were there when the accident with our parents happened."

The two widened their eyes, and Anna turned to her sister with emotion.

"Do you remember if the storm that happened that night was the same than the one occurring when Mother and Father were lost at sea?" Asked Elsa.

The maid looked at the ceiling as she thought. "Hum... Maybe..."

Her gaze then went from one sister to another. "Can't you tell?"

Elsa had a sad smile. "Anna was too shocked by the loss to remember it in detail, and me too, but I also was locking myself indoors, so I could tell even less about the weather..."

Anna turned to her sister again. She knew how shocked she was? Of course she knew. But that still was touching.

"I see..." Nodded Gerda.

"Well... We can't really know." Said Kai, looking sorry. "It was a stormy night like any other."

Gerda agreed. "I only remember that ships were unadvised to go sail that night and all stayed on the harbor, but the ship of your late parents had already departed an hour or so before..."

Anna lowered her eyes. "The wind had come up after they left. It was just misfortune."

"Yes."

Something held Anna's hand and it surprised her. Elsa squeezed her touch, and the redhead smiled sadly. "It was a good idea to investigate on that. But apparently, the two events don't coincide."

Kai looked at them. "Indeed, the storm which happened that day wasn't magical in any way."

Gerda turned to Elsa. "I have yet to understand fully the nuance between the magic of the Spirits of Nature and the science of meteorology, but the storm that happened that day more than ten years ago truly wasn't the same that we endure today. It was less intense and shorter."

Elsa nodded. She also paid attention to the subtext Gerda gave when she said she still was confused about knowing that there were Spirits associated to elements, and that the soft and shy little princess she had seen grow up had become a goddess able to command them.

"Thank you for your precisions." Smiled Anna.

Once they both bowed and returned to their activities, she turned to her elder. "It was brilliant that you came up with that conclusion."

Elsa looked at her, her eyes a bit lost in a reflection.

"I can't tell if the news that this is not the same kind of storm makes me relieved or worried..."

Anna winced. "Me neither."

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Eydis, however, was extremely relieved to see her aunt back after her other class of the morning, jumping at her sight at the lunch table. After the first course, she asked her to make a dome to cover her plate because she heard her mother on the other side of the table say that she was capable of doing everything with her magic. Elsa smirked, and flicked her wrist in the air. A glass-like cloche made of ice fell on her dish with a satisfying 'click' like it was tailor-made.

"Waaaoh!" Exclaimed Eydis, and she clapped in admiration like Elsa just did something utterly incredible.

The Snow Queen grinned however, because coming from her, it was a lovely compliment.

"Eydis, eat your vegetables. If you let it too long under Elsa's dome, it will get colder." Warned Anna.

"Yes, Mama." Pouted the girl, grabbing the cloche with her tiny hands to put it aside.

Elsa bit her lip and wiggled her finger, and in a crisp of frost, Eydis hands got stuck to the ice. She noticed it by the sensation and the fact she now was unable to put it down, and she giggled loudly.

"Auntieeee!"

Elsa laughed openly. Eydis continued to shake the dome up and down to get rid of it, laughing even more.

"Elsa, please let her eat."

The blonde rolled her eyes at Anna being a killjoy, and vanished it. The princess was disappointed, but the Snow Queen pointed at the vegetables to remind her it was important for her to eat them.

Elsa and Anna chatted lightly and after a while, it reminded the little girl of the argument they had a few hours before.

"I can build a ship."

Elsa turned to her. "Pardon?"

"I can build a ship to bring you to At-the... A-tho..."

"Ahtohallan." Smiled Elsa.

"Yeah. That."

"You can build ships? Entire ships?" Teased Elsa.

"Yes I can!" Exclaimed Eydis, thinking she doubted of her. "I've become really good at building stuff! I have all the tools! I even have screwdrivers! And I have rulers, and a new hammer, and I even got a chisel and—"

"A chisel?" Suddenly worried the blonde.

"I took it away from her."

Elsa sighed at Anna's sentence, easily imagining the fiery princess running around the castle with such a blade.

"But I need it to help the village's carpenter!" Pouted Eydis, shocked to know her mother did such a thing.

"You'll help him by assisting him", calmed Kristoff, finding a compromise.

It seemed to work, because the girl grumbled but returned to eating what was in her plate.

"Every Wednesday, she goes in the village and he teaches her some stuff. The architect working with him once said that she's got good pen stroke skills. Apparently, she already got perspective, which is rare at her age."

Anna chew on her piece of cheese and pointed at her elder.

"That is something she inherited from you."

Elsa smiled with delight, and she felt her cheeks get warmer in pride. She looked down at Eydis, and her smile disappeared when she saw that the girl currently was pulling her steak with her teeth. Anna sighed.

"Elsa, could you help the carnivore cut her meat?"

Eydis whined and Elsa complied, giggling.

After she did, she turned to her sister and brother-in-law.

"I'll take notes of the weather's intensity today, and see if it gets worse tomorrow. In the morning, I'll go investigate to see how big the storm is, and to which scale it extends."

"I'll come with you." Announced Anna.

Elsa frowned. "No, don't let me go on how dangerous it is for you."

"I don't risk anything if I'm with you." Underlined the redhead, knowing well what arguments to use with her.

The blonde got speechless.

"Touché." Muttered Kristoff as he drank his glass of red wine.

"Will you request for the other Spirits' help?" Inquired Eydis.

"Maybe I'll ask for the Giants to give us a hand, yes. Quite literally." Smiled Elsa.

"And will you need my help?"

The Snow Queen heard in that question that her niece was desperately asking for her to say yes to bring some adventure to her daily life, and the following day surely was filled with boring classes. However, she had to say no. She would never risk Anna's life, all the more for Eydis.

"No, but you'll be very helpful once you'll learn everything about trigonometry to help the carpenter."

"Really?" Beamed the princess, not even realizing she diverted the topic.

"Yes! And if you're nice, I might buy you a spirit level. It will be your most precious asset in handiwork, trust me."

Eydis' eyes sparkled even more. "Is it magical?"

"What? No, it's based on a bubble—"

She then realized what she had just said, and that she was talking to a child.

"Yes. Yes obviously. It's magical. It's a spirit level, of course it is."

"Awesome!"

Eydis then returned to her plate, and Elsa exchanged an amused look with her parents.

"Spirits magic really is awesome." Muttered Eydis, chewing on her meat.

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"Can I sleep with Auntie tonight as well?"

Kristoff snorted. "This is becoming a habit, uh?"

Eydis pushed the storybook he was reading her by the fire in the living room and turned with an adorable pout.

"Pleeeease."

She then looked genuinely sad. "I don't see her often."

The King melted at the sight. "Sure, I'll go tell her."

He stood up and she clamped to him like a baby koala. "No, wait, stay."

Kristoff smiled. "Why?"

As an answer, the wind outside started to blow, making the windows tremble. It made a haunting sound when it passed by the chimney, and the flames danced a bit. They didn't notice the storm much by day when they were inside, because they were busy or talking, but now that night had fallen, the castle was quiet, and it emphasized its violence.

"You're scared of the storm?"

She shook her head to say no, but her red cheeks and glittering eyes stated the opposite. Kristoff held her tight.

"Hey, it's okay. It's just wind and rain. You're safe in the castle."

"But it's magic."

He passed a hand on her hair. "Yes, but this magic will never harm you. I promise."

Kristoff then smiled. "Is it company you look for? Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?"

Eydis grumbled, stepping out of the embrace. "No! I'm a big girl now. I don't need you to take care of me like a baby."

Her father understood that she was referring to him and Anna. "Okay."

She hugged him again however, and Kristoff took note that sleeping with her aunt, even if she was close family, didn't make Eydis feel like she was smothered.

When he joined Elsa later and he told her her wish, he also shared his thoughts.

"Yeah, it's very common for children of her age." Nodded Elsa. "Many Northuldra kids ask for a separate hut before they even are ten years old. It's normal, and it will pass. Trust me. Neither Anna or me were like that at her age, for we had a... Quite special childhood... But I'm certain that it's normal for Eydis."

"I'm not really a reference either." Chuckled Kristoff nervously, for he got raised by trolls.

"I'll sleep with her and keep an eye on her, don't worry. It makes me happy too."

"Great."

An hour later, Eydis and her were under the sheets, and this time the princess didn't request a chime, for the wind had calmed down to the benefit of rain, now a downpour. Thankfully, the drops weren't pushed to the windows, so it was a rather calm night, and Elsa smiled when she saw how soundly her niece was sleeping. She soon closed her own eyes and let herself drift to sleep.

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Eydis coughed lightly when she swallowed something tiny and cold. She frowned, her eyes still closed, and rubbed her mouth. As she did, the girl felt the familiar sensation of sharp touches of a snowing day and wondered why she felt it on her skin then. It must be a very realistic dream...

She fell to sleep again, turning on her pillow, but was woken up by a second tiny and cold thing falling in her ear this time. With a groan, she shook her head and wagged her arms around to get rid of what she thought were flies. Confused, she opened her eyes, and what her brown irises sparkled at the sight of a billion snowflakes falling in her bedroom.

They magically formed under the ceiling, then dropped slowly to the floor, vanishing just before hitting the carpet and the parquet. Eydis forgot to blink for a moment because of how jaw-dropping she was, and winced with clenched eyelids when she remembered that she had to. She kneeled then stood on the bed, watching what was happening in awe. Like silver dust, the snowflakes started to form a forest, and two people running around the trees. They didn't look very real, thought Eydis, and it reminded her of the illustrations in the storybooks her father read to her. She wondered if she were dreaming, and pinched her arm. After a wince, she noted that she definitely wasn't; as awesome as it was, what was happening in her bedroom really was happening in her bedroom.

Eydis hummed. She had heard multiple times from her mother that Elsa would sometimes conjure snow when she's upset. The little girl felt sad for her, and looked down at her aunt's face, but she was sleeping peacefully, even smiling. Everything clicked in the princess' brain: Elsa's smiles and moans were in sync with what was happening in the air. Was she controlling that show? Was she pranking her? No, she looked like she was genuinely sleeping, even if she had a calm breathing, just like her father when he had naps on the couch.

Eydis stood up, admiring the scene, not daring to touch the little characters at first, but then interacting with them with her fingers, following the trail of the forest that got drawn here. She squinted as she tried to understand who the two persons were. One looked just like Elsa, and the other, she couldn't quite understand, because they kept jumping on tree logs while the magic-drawing-Elsa clapped at her. She heard them both laugh, and it sounded weird, like it was distant and pitched like a bell.

The princess turned around the room to see more. The two were playing 'catch me' and giggling louder and louder in the forest. Eydis turned when she heard Elsa laugh slightly in her sleep. Suddenly, the magic-drawing-Elsa got caught by the other person because they had been hiding behind a tree, and Eydis finally recognized who it was when they talked, still with a bell-like voice.

"I won! Told you I could get you in no time." Laughed Honeymaren.

"Okay, okay, one point for you. I'll do the dishes."

Eydis heard Elsa laugh again in the bed, and she beamed at the scene. So it was Elsa and Honeymaren playing! She saw the mini-Elsa picking up pots and spoons and walking to what looked like a river, wide and going through the whole bedroom. It flowed like actual water with all its tiny snowflakes strolling in one move, and Eydis couldn't help but touch it with a "Woaaaw..."

She had to show this to her parents. She ran to the door, her forehead going through ice projections of branches, and she blinked with a giggle when it fell to her eyes. Eydis shook her head and ran in the corridor to her parent's bedroom.

"Mama! Mama!"

Anna grumbled at the sudden intrusion, noise and weight on her as Eydis jumped on the bed.

"Your daughter is awake", muttered Kristoff.

Anna sighed. "Sorry, but I technically have 'People of the Sun' blood, so before sunrise, she's your daughter."

"Mama!" Insisted Eydis, shaking Anna's shoulders specifically.

"What, sweetie?" Murmured the redhead.

"Elsa does magic!"

"Yes, we're aware."

"She is having visions! She has magic all over! The whole bedroom has ice in it!"

It took Anna a second, then her eyes opened wide.

"What, WHAT, WHAT?"

Those three informations were very alarming.

"Come, quick!"

No need to tell her twice. Anna jumped out of bed, hurrying. She was way faster than her daughter, and opened her bedroom's door wide. She gasped when she saw the scene. Just like Eydis, she couldn't help but contemplate it. She looked at every detail, at the trees, at the rocks, at the way they were made of what looked like a billion of stars. Emotion roamed in her heart and in her guts. It simply was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen in her life.

"Incredible..." She whispered.

Eydis finally arrived, and bumped headfirst into her back.

Stumbling, her mother then walked to Elsa still sleeping soundly, and was about to wake her up, but she looked so happy and peaceful with a smile matching her dream that she didn't dare to.

"Mama!" Exclaimed Eydis, rubbing her forehead. "Why did you stand there? It hurts!"

She had been talking with a regular voice, and Elsa stirred in her sleep. She frowned as something woke her up, and her dream projection softly vanished. The sparkles of magic disappeared, much to Anna's and Eydis' disappointment.

Elsa blinked, and suddenly widened her eyes when she saw her sister and her niece staring right at her in the dark.

"Uhhh... Hello?"

Anna inspected her face, like she was checking for fever signs by a simple gaze.

"...What is going on?" Worried Elsa.

"Are you okay?"

"I... Well, yes. I'm perfectly fine."

A smile even stretched her lips. She actually felt great. She couldn't tell why, but her brain was filled with happiness.

"Why are you two looking at me like this?"

Anna sat on the sheets in front of her sister.

"Elsa... Your dream was materializing."

#wooooo that was a long chapter!#i think that the last time I wrote one this long it was in Emergence #waow this fanfic is getting out of hand lol i'm super inspired #mostly because stories happening 10 years in the future allow a ton of self-service #i'm having a lot of fun imagining all that could have happened and Eydis' personnality #and of course i put a lot of headcanons in it #oh and of course elsa and anna still have repercussions of their trauma #of course they won't heal in a snap of the fingers #THAT IS HOW SAD LIFE IS (curls in a corner)#did you guys like this chapter? your feedbacks and reblogs mean a lot to me #here i go rambling again - hey let's keep the emoji-certifying-i-read-JLATS'-stupid-tags going #this time: put a popcorn emoji!#frozen 2 #post frozen 2 #post frozen 2 fanfictions #frozen #frozen ff #anna's daughter #eydis #frohana #kristanna #elsamaren #snow sisters #disney #disney fanfics #queen anna #king kristoff #snow queen elsa

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rimedreamt · 3 years

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so all of liss’ quotes have been assembled and they are lovely. they do not teach us much we did not already know, more fleshed out a few concepts here and there. so im just going to ramble about them here:

in particularly there are two interesting lines in that she DOES acknowledge at least as/he as some kind of reincarnation of her sister or claims she is a pretender. ("You know I can not abide that, pretender." "You failed in your last life, and you'll fail in this one.") it is possible she is calling her a reincarnation in more the spiritual successor sense or even in a taunting manner to emulate the words of her followers. or maybe she does believe they are reincarnations and then perhaps she is referring to as.he as a pretender queen of the freljord. all in all i think it warrants more thought into and rereading of her lore with such thoughts in mind. given her response line for tryn and some other champions like sej, it actually seems her main issue with the avarosans and the winter’s claw is that they put their own ideals first. "I didn't think your little leader had the heart for aggression." and "A shame you value pride over power." for tryn and sej respectively show that she wants strength and the will to fight to come first. and she sees the avarosa as becoming weak and the winter’s claw as caring more for their pride even when it hampers their strength.

another thing which seems to make her dislike as/he and sej are that people are calling them reincarnations of people she actually very much loves. she has constructed a religion around them that even the frostguard themselves carry statues of the other sisters around their necks and prays to them. heck THREE of her death lines are calling out to either one or both of them -- that’s over half where she actually speaks -- and the rest are about the watchers probably escaping and she dies knowing she failed to stop them and the world is doomed now. but i think she dislikes that they get likened to her sisters because they are lesser than her sisters, do not hold the same level of power and of ambition and of drive. it is these things which remind her of her sisters but they are pale imitations that people are calling her sisters. "But is your ambition worth dying for?" "You have never had to endure real pain, Seju.ani."

moving on from the war mothers, ani.via actually gets a bit through here. we are told in lore the last time she died it was to burry the balestriders in the true ice of her corpse and that she has hatched again only recently. now we have been somewhat recently been given information on the balestriders in that they were twisted by the powers of the watchers into the service of the three and in the end they served liss and then just the watchers when she in turn turned on them. now from various quotes and the cards and the lore we know ani.via and the balestriders have reawoken at roughly the same time and we also know the true ice holding the watchers is melting. we also know that there isn’t enough true ice in the iceborn to sacrifice and synthesis to make a new barrier. so if you are catching my drift the line liss says "Only by my hand." and "Then I shall put you to sleep again." in regards to ani.via claiming she has awakened, might suggest she intends to use ani.via’s corpse to reinforce the ice barrier as she created/is made of true ice to begin with. it is THAT or she wants to try and re-control the balestriders and doesn’t want ani.via to stop her. or both, she is a women of many back up plans.

and that flows on nicely to some interesting lines with LB. essentially they’re exceedingly powerful, manipulative women who are actually playing all the cards for their factions behind the scenes. i honestly love them both for that. nothing more really other than that it seems liss can somewhat recognise LB for who she really is and they acknowledge each others sides. also interestingly she has some amount of respect for prince jarv of demacia which is not something i expected to ever see but it seems she recognises his self sacrificing nature though does not appreciate that the only stories of her in demacia are those about the ice witch and not in her mind fully factual.

and lastly, the draklorn are super devoted to liss. like we already knew this, we knew that they could not take blood oaths to others forth they already have an oath to her which means they can’t be the freljords version of married as they are already bound to her. which i admittedly used as a joke that riot was saying liss had an army of husbands and wives. cause really that's actually what most war mothers kinda have but given they apparently now say stuff like "All will fear and love our Dark Lady." i think riot is trying to agree with me. not that i mind, not one bit. this image doesn’t really help either. but back to more serious topics, their devotion is deeply ingrained and fanatical and they have no qualms with committing terrible acts or being horrifically cruel cause they see it the evil means to a good end. they are extensions of liss, perfectly loyal. and liss loves it when they call her "The Lady of Ice and Darkness." ( "I do so love when my people call me that." )

#anyway i hope you enjoyed this ramble #( out of character. )#long post /

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THERE IS NOW A PART 2

Because my brain refuses to let go of this crossover idea just yet. Enjoy!

-Spiders-

The next time Miles visits, his watch is repaired, and Peter is back in Queens. They swing around together for a while (which is awesome), stop a gang fight (which is even better), and then (best of all), hang out on a rooftop eating take-out pizza. That’s also when Peter finally gets to talk about his own universe in depth, several details of which apparently keep throwing Miles for a loop.

(“Wait, hold on, are you seriously telling me your Iron Man isn’t James Rhodes?”)

It’s a fun night.

To make it even better, before Miles has to go, he and Peter pose together for a selfie taken on the latter’s phone. Said photo is then passed along to Ned, who - after suitably spazzing out - uploads it to the ‘official’ Spider-man twitter account. The caption attached reads: Turns out the multiverse is a Thing, and Other Spidey has much better fashion sense than me!

“You sure you aren’t gonna get in trouble for this?” Miles asks, pressing the right sequence of buttons on his watch to get home.

“Are you kidding? It’s not like anyone pays attention to our stuff - everybody thinks it’s just another cosplay account.”

Well... Peter turned out to be wrong about that, but it didn’t come up until the next day.

-Spiders-

“So it turns out the ‘multiverse is a thing’, huh?”

Wincing, Peter can’t do more than offer his mentor a sheepish grin. “Uhh... I can explain?”

Tony gives him a thoroughly unimpressed look. “Yeah, I think you’d better.”

-Spiders-

Miles visits twice more by himself before Gwen shows up again too. She seems, if not completely at ease, then at least better than when she’d first met Peter. He picks up on how Miles keeps shooting her worried glances, and tries to avoid talking about himself too much.

Which, is pretty easy, because once she starts sharing details he really wants to hear more about Gwen’s universe.

(“Let me get this straight-” he says. “Potts Industries is owned by Pepper, who is Iron Woman, and run by Rhodey, her CEO, and it’s Tony Stark who’s War Machine? What. The Heck.”

“You think that’s cool, I can’t wait to tell you about Jennifer Walters and Peggy Carter.”)

They briefly swing by Peter’s apartment to grab hoodies and sweatpants, in order to enter a grocery store to get a tub of Neapolitan ice cream and a package of plastic spoons. Then it’s back to the rooftops, hurrying to find a good spot to settle and eat before their frozen dessert melts.

“So dude,” Miles says at one point, leaning past Gwen to get another spoonful of chocolate and strawberry. “You have an MJ yet?”

Peter just about chokes. “Do I- gah- what?”

Gwen arches an eyebrow at the other boy. “Did you tell him he was married in other universes?”

“Yeah.”

“Just not to who.”

“Well, I wanted to find out if she was around here yet or not.”

By that point, Peter’s recovered enough to wave his hands in a hold the heck up gesture. “Whoa, wait, does that- are you saying what I think you’re saying?!”

“~MJ and Peter, sittin’ in a tree, K-I-” Whack. “Ow! Gwen!”

“That’s enough outta you, ya dork.”

Apparently, not only were most adult versions of Peter married to MJ, but in some of the universes Gwen had been to, they even had kids.

“May and Ben, of course,” she tells him when Peter starts to ask about their names. “And I’m not saying any more than that, because the details about them really vary from one place to another.”

“That’s... still. Thanks.”

“No prob. So, you wanna come visit one of us next time?”

“Can I?!”

(He can, and he does.)

-Spiders-

After about a month of back and forth visits, Peter is of a mind to think he’s learned all there is to know about his new, alternate-universe friends. Then he meets Officer Jefferson Davis by accident when hanging out with Miles (and boy, listening to his friend put on the ‘deeper so it has to be older, obviously’ voice is flat out hilarious), which leads to talking more about his deceased uncle Aaron.

And of course, that particular name drop is way too big of a coincidence, so Peter does some snooping back home.

The next time his friends drop in, summoned by an semi-emergency beep from the blue button on Peter’s fob, he all but tackles them with his news. “There is a six year old version of Miles in this universe.”

They both stare at him. Then Gwen rips off her mask, revealing the most evil grin Peter has ever seen on anyone. And she aims it right at Miles. “Dude.”

He immediately brings up a hand, index finger pointed directly at her nose. “No.”

“Dude-!”

“Absolutely not-”

“-Miles, we have to-”

“-have to my butt! We so are not-”

(Spoiler alert. They so are.)

“He’s adorable,” Gwen cries, leaning halfway over the fire escape railing to get a better look.

“I don’t care if he’s the cutest to ever cute,” Miles grumbles, “I am not comfortable with spying on my own family.” Nevertheless, he too keeps glancing in through the window, watching younger versions of his parents have dinner with itty-bitty six year old Miles, all three of them chatting and laughing together.

Peter, in the meantime, is pretty proud of himself. “Aw, c’mon, dude, there’s no harm in one peek. And hey! Just think, in another eight to ten years, there could be a second Spider-man in this universe too!” Both the others shoot him wide-eyed looks, and Peter mentally rewinds his words before paling. “That. Um. I could’ve said that better.”

“Yeah, ya could’ve,” Gwen tries to chuckle. “How about, let’s just say, a decade from now you could be mentoring a second Spider-kid. Better?”

“Much, much better.”

-Spiders-

Inevitably, Miles and Gwen have to meet Ned and MJ. And of course, it goes nothing like what Peter anticipated.

To start, the first thirty seconds are just the pair of multiverse travelers starting at Peter’s sort-of girlfriend. “Uhhh, guys?”

Gwen is the first to blink, and she immediately slants her gaze to their fellow Spider. “Um, are you sure this is Mary Jane Watson?”

Then it’s Peter and Ned’s turns to stare, whereas the third member of their trio just raises her eyebrow. “My name’s Michelle Jones.”

Miles frowns. “But, you’re still MJ?”

“I’m still MJ. Around here, I’m the only MJ.”

“...huh.”

Apparently, something Peter had not picked up on during his visits to Miles and Gwen’s respective universes, was the difference in name and appearance between his MJ and those of other Earths.

“I’ve thought about dying my hair red,” she remarks, once the others finish explaining. “But pure caucasian? Overrated.”

Gwen cracks a smile at that. Miles isn’t far behind her, and soon enough the five teens are relaxed and chatting happily.

(“Peter, we have got to get you a Spider-cave. As your Guy in the Chair, I insist.”

“Well, kinda need a backyard, first...”)

“We’re gonna do this again sometime, right.” MJ phrases her question as a statement when Gwen and Miles are getting ready to go, something which causes absolutely none of them to bat an eye.

“Of course we are,” the other girl answers, turning on her watch, before pausing. “Hey, Michelle? You play guitar by any chance?”

Both Peter and Ned’s eyebrows shoot up when their friend shrugs. “I’ve fooled around a bit on my mom’s old one, but not too seriously. Why?”

“Well, if you ever find and have a chance to befriend this world’s Gwen Stacy, you might ask if she plays the drums or not...”

“What happened to ‘every universe is different’, Gwanda?” Miles asks. Gwen then puts a hand to his face and shoves the boy through their portal. “Ack!”

“See ya later, guys.”

The trio call their own goodbyes, and when the portal fades, Peter casts a nervous glance at his friends. “So? What’d you think of them?”

“I meant what I said, Parker,” MJ replies. “We’re doing this again sometime.”

-Spiders-

Meeting his own other, older self is... odd.

“Geez, I do not remember ever being this short,” Mister Parker mutters, looking Peter up and down. “Or well-geared - seriously, is this circuitry-?”

“Um, yeah. My first suit was, well, definitely homemade, and not all that good - but then I met Mister Stark and he made this one for me-”

“Stark? As in Tony Stark?” The man looks surprised. “Is he still alive in your universe?”

And just like that, a wave of cold fear washes over Peter so fast he’s left dizzy and practically shaking. “W-what do you mean?”

“That man drank himself to death years ago; no ‘Iron Man’ where I’m from, unfortunately. Stark Industries didn’t stop making weapons until afterward, when his daughter took over with her clean energy initiatives.” Mister Parker seems to finally notice how pale Peter’s gone. “Hey, kid, do you need to sit down? You don’t look so good...”

He does, in fact, sort of just collapse right there on the rooftop, and his older counterpart winds up needing to call Miles over to take Peter home. Cutting their first meeting short is a shame, because Peter had come with a bunch of questions pre-prepared, but hearing about Tony just kinda... empties all the wind from his sails.

Back in his own universe, he shakily sends Miles away, promising to call for a ride rather than attempt to swing home. And there is something to be said for how clearly out of sorts he sounds right now, because one phone call is all it takes to summon Tony to come get him. A few minutes of waiting later, Iron Man zooms into sight and touches down.

His mentor steps out of the suit, and Peter immediately jumps up to grab him in a hug.

Thankfully, Tony realizes this isn’t the time for questions, and just holds him back for a while, until the trembling stops. “C’mon, kid, let’s get you home.”

-Fin!-

(There is also a Part 3 in the works, which will introduce more Spider fam members from various sources because I feel like it.)

#fan fiction #Marvel Movies #Into the Spiderverse #Peter Parker #Miles Morales #Gwen Stacy #Tony Stark #spider-man #spidey son and iron dad #endgame? what endgame?

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nutslovesdolts · 5 years

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Qrowin week submission day 1

Family feast

Winter sat alone in the cold empty Atlas base. She was tasked with keeping it secure during the Non-descript winter holiday while the rest of the troops and supplies were moved back to Atlas.

The base was a relatively small one just south of Vale and not that far from the island of the Xiao Long home, nevertheless it used to be a pretty important stronghold before the fall of beacon, now it was moot point. They had already moved most everything out, Her main objective was to prevent looters and scavengers from taking what was left.

It wasn't that she had anywhere to go anyways, there was no way she would ever go home and risk scrutiny from her father as always. Being in the military they usually held a short gathering where there were festive rations and decorations, nothing like the overly extravagant parties her father would throw.

No, she was alone.

The only sound coming from the small empty halls was the ticking of a clock that was left for some reason down the hall. This was the life she had chosen, and this is how it would be.

She had planned to spend this year with Qrow at the Xiao Long homestead but she knew deep down it was too good to be true.

She was cold

As soon as Qrow’s foot touched the porch of the Xiao Long home he was instantly tackled by Ruby seeming to materialize out of nowhere.

Qrow -Hey easy there kiddo, you hit harder than most Grimm hehe

Ruby -Uncle Qrowwwwww!... hi

Qrow -Heya kid, where’s your dad? Who else is here?

Ruby -Dad is helping Yang in the shed, Weiss, Blake and Jaune are here, Nora and Ren are upstairs getting ready, thats it so far.

Qrow -haha no Winter? It’s not like her to be late…

Ruby -You didn’t see her letter? She has to watch some old Atlas base, she can’t come.

Qrow looked over the note and frowned a little bit, at least if she had some other troops or something there he would have felt a bit better, but alone?

It's not that she couldn’t take care of herself, Boy does he know she can, but being alone… it was something that both he and Winter finally could be without.

They had only finally confessed to each other during a duel which left them both breathless and at a draw. Winter’s cold hard deminer finally broke down as she started to laugh, it wasn't a shrill cockey laugh as he had expected, it was a beautiful warm laugh that seemed to make the world brighten up a little. It put Qrow at ease and the uncontrollable urge to laugh as well washed over him.

Qrow -Hey Ice Queen

Winter still laughing a bit -hmm?

Qrow -how much longer can we keep this up?

Winter -I…

Qrow - we are evenly matched, all we do is fight, your laugh is perfect and I don't think I want to keep fighting a flock of angry mini nevermors every time I see you.

Winter -Oh I definitely had the upper han.. Wait what (a look of curious surprise came over her face and He saw a slight twinkle in her eyes), you think what?

Qrow smirking -I just don’t think that was proper form hehe, you wanna grab a drink or something? (he said reaching out his hand to help her up)

Winter (grabbing his and and pulling him down to her) -I think we’ve earned it haha

Qrow handed the letter back to Ruby

Qrow -thanks pipsqueak (he said with a melancholy smile)

Ruby noticed this and grabbed his arm -come on in its cooollldd

As the two walked inside and was created by the warm house with smells of holiday food and cheer filling the air (*1)

Later Tai and Yang came back in dressed in ugly holiday garb with lights flashing through the santa grimm laden sweaters, with overszed bells, causing Ruby to fall out of her chair laughing, making Weiss crack her first real smile of the evening.

Qrow seemed distant for the entire event which was unspokenly noticed by the Tai, Yang and Ruby., the three huddled together and hatched a scheme.

Winter had thought of calling Qrow to see how things were but the tower was already taken down by the Atlas soldiers earlier that day.

She sighed, there was just enough rations and her own personal supply of hot coco (*2) to make a nice warm meal to pass the time, she was a terrible cook as She and Qrow had learned the hard way… The thought of him made her a bit sad actually, she hadn't expected it being a hardened soldier, but there was a freedom when he was around, she could be herself and not be reprimanded for it.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang that echoed through the empty base followed by the shuffling of feet in one of the halls.

Great, she thought, more scavengers… at least this will keep my mind off things

She rose to her feet and placed the coco on the table next to her. Grabbing her weapon she headed for the door.

It made a loud creak as it was opened, surely heard by the invaders.

Before she took her first step a OOF and a thud were heard through the halls, causing winter to pause in her tracks.

After Blake had tied up the scavenger Qrow snuck up ahead to see Winter standing frozen looking in the opposite direction

Qrow,you know Ice Queen… I get you have an image to uphold but you could always turn on some heat in here jeez

Winter spin around and immediately attack without a second thought charging forward until she saw who was standing there. She tried to stop but ended up tackle hugging Qrow and pinning him against the wall, her sword clambering down next to her.

Winter- QROW HOW DID YOU, (she turned beat red as she realized she still had him pinned to the wall

Qrow Smirking *3 -you know, I would have waited till the bedroom to pin me to the wall, but this’ll do hehe

The rest of the party tried to hide their giggles but couldn’t contain themselves (except Weiss who was glaring at Qrow menacingly)

Winter quickly got off Qrow and brushed her self of trying to maintain any scrap of professionalism but dropped it with a sigh, she could be herself now, surrounded by friends

After an hour they had set up a nice cozy gathering in the mess hall, tiny lights and food and all,

Qrow looked at Winter laughing with Weiss who was still a bit red in the face from her and Ruby’s Mistletoe mishap (*4)

He had never been so at peace himself, even just in her company he felt warm and welcome, he walked over to where Ruby Yang and Tai were sitting

Qrow -hey… I just wanted to say.. Thanks, you guys really did me a favor tonight

Tai, oh Qrow, she's almost a part of the family already, just don't make ME and uncle too soon alright

This caused Qrow to turn beat red

Winter overhearing this walked over and wrapped her arms around Qrow and placed her head on his shoulder

Winter - no promises mister Xiao Long, wrapping tighter around Qrow making him turn even more red

Over by the Atas fire place (*5) in the corner

Jaune turned to Nora and Ren,

Jaune -huh, I always figured Qrow would be making Her blush

Nora - Oh please you saw her stand on his sword in that one fight, pg euphemisms are CCrRAAZZYY

Jaune -wha..?

Ren -don’t even try

In the closet the scavenger squirmed against his ropes,

Scavenger - mmmmph mph mmph hmhpmh mhh pmhmh (*6)

In the end all gathered around the table and had a great evening, when it was over the family loaded up everything back into Tai’s car (before it was destroyed in that one chibi episode) and headed off

Qrow stayed behind to help clean up a bit more and of course to stay with Winter a bit longer

Winter stopped what she was doing and looked up at Qrow with tears in her left eye

Winter -Qrow…. Thank you, you don’t know how much I needed this

Qrow -It was Tai yang and Ruby’s idea… but I’m just glad to see you Snow angel (he smirked) ((jaune internally screeching in the distance))

Winter -You don’t have to go you know… I mean I am allowed to have guests, if you want to…

Qrow stopped her with a kiss

Qrow looking deep into her eyes -I’m not going anywhere

Winter turned deep red and seemed to melt in his arms

They stayed like that for a bit until Winter snapped up and tightened her grip on him with narrow eyes and a demanding pose

Winter -If you think our last “fight” was tough, you aren't ready for this one she said walking towards what was at the time her room gesturing Qrow with one finger

Qrow now legitimately kinda frightened for his safety -ooooohhh boy hehe

With a swig of his flask and a quick hop to the door, (((I leave this part of the story because tumblr and morals and i'm writing this so I don’t have to study for my AI test)))

Back at the Xiao Long home the gang was unpacking the car

Ruby -I think we really did a good thing for Uncle Qrow

Tai - hehe I haven't seen him that happy or embarrassed over a girl since Beacon

Yang -where is he anyways, I thought he was just saying goodbye

Weiss had the realization set in that not only were her sister and Ruby’s Uncle likely tearing down the atlas base, but that she could be Ruby’s Aunt soon

She immediately dragged Ruby back under the mistletoe

Weiss -No way am I waiting till this is even more weird come here

Back in the closet of the base the bag falls off the “scavengers head”

Oscar -Guys… I just wanted to join you… hello…

Ozpin -I told you we should have brought Fruit cake

Oscar -...

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So this train wreck is my first ever fic and yeah hope you like it or not whatever its for Qrowin week so yeah this kind just went on and on sorry about that, i'll get better the more I do have a nice day and yeah

Authors notes? What even

*1, what the heck does “holiday cheer” smell like? Cookies? Eggnog? Idk BLood? Eeh its up to you,

*2 I HAVE ALWAYS SPELLED IT THIS WAY AND YOU CAN’T TELL ME DIFFERENTLY MUAHAHA

*3 because what else (insert Lenny face)

*4 would literally anyone read that cuz it could be fun

*5 just roll with it

*6 he’s is apparently the pyro from Team Fortress 2

I didn’t re read this or proof it so sorry if its trash

#qrowin #qrowinweek #qrowinweek2018 #qrow branwen #rwby qrow #winter #winter schnee #help me #this probably sucks #end me #I have finals #ugh #i'm done now #sorry #have a nice day

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theoddcatlady · 6 years

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Youth Potion

> Subject: ‘Husband Is A Cheating B******!!!’

Bella_Gardner I cannot BELIEVE my husband. We have been married for twenty years. That’s right. Twenty years. Twenty years of me keeping our home clean, taking care of our kids, and planning every anniversary date. I never complained. I was happy with our life, with what we had.

Apparently Robert wasn’t. I come home early because the gym was closed and I find him plowing into this twenty year old blonde hussy on our couch! Our couch! We picked that couch out after we got married! And he was fucking someone else on it!

Well I threw her ass outside, barely gave her enough time to get her clothes on before I turned my rage on my husband. He’s sleeping on the couch tonight. He’s lucky he’s not on the curb with her.

When did I stop being enough, ladies? I stepped on the scale last week and I’m up seven pounds. I blame the holiday overeating. We all do it. I’m saggy, I barely have the energy for sex anymore. Not like he’s been interested in it lately, and I think I can guess why. I feel lost.

Deanna_Osborne Reminder that harsh language isn’t acceptable on the forum, but I’ll absolutely let it slide this time. Pour yourself a glass of red wine and get a tub of ice cream, I’d come over if I wasn’t across the country. It’s going to be okay. You never stopped being enough for him, he stopped being enough for you honey. <3

Addie_Miles Time to have a niiiice chat with the lawyers. Listen, Bella, men are superficial pigs. Once you hit forty, they start looking at the ‘new models’. This isn’t something you forgive and forget. It was rough but I had to do it too. He cheated on me so. Many. Times. Sometimes you just gotta realize once they start, they don’t change. Forget about winning him back. He isn’t worth it.

Bella_Gardner I would, honestly Addie. But I have the kids to think about. The oldest is sixteen, my littlest is eight… I can’t put them through that. You know how badly it screwed me up when my parents divorced? All the fighting, all the moving from house to house, all the pettiness. It was just a giant war and I couldn’t do that to my own kids.

If anyone has a good idea to make me look twenty again, I’ll take it. Anything but plastic surgery. I can’t afford that.

Autumn_Hubbard Lol. When you find that method, tell me. He hasn’t done it yet, but my husband’s getting a little too ‘friendly’ with the neighbor’s nineteen year old daughter. For christ’s sake. She’s young enough to be his kid.

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>Subject: ‘Been wanting to shed ten years off? I can make it twenty.’

Gus_Katsoros Hello, ladies. :) My name is Gus. And I’m here to make you the deal of a lifetime.

I might seem like your average high school graduate, but I’m also a young entrepreneur. I’ve come up with several blends of herbs and plants from the home country of my parents’ parents to create several different products with mind blowing possibilities. My products can make you more attractive to the opposite sex, boost your confidence, but today I’m here to tell you about my newest invention- The Fountain of Youth collection.

Plastic surgery ain’t worth it. Sooner or later you’re gonna have to go back to the knife, and then back again, and you’re honestly screwed if it’s botched. Thousands of dollars all down the tube and you’ll look like melted plastic. However, nature has already created the answer. In the form of a cream and drink, I guarantee you in a WEEK you’ll be seeing phenomenal results. You’ll not only look younger either. You’ll feel younger. Your husbands won’t be looking at the other ladies anymore- they’ll be wondering how they’re worthy to kiss the feet of the goddess they live with!

I’m here to offer a free three day trial. That’s all. In those three days you will look, at minimum, five. Years. Younger. A seven day course of the drink and the cream is 35.99, but in those seven days, you will look ten years younger! A fourteen day course will have you looking like a college student again. Send me proof of the Fountain of Youth NOT working and you will get double your money back. That’s right. That’s how confident I am.

Contact me at [email protected] for more information.

Deanna_Osborne I can’t even BEGIN to tell you how many rules you’re breaking just by being on this forum.

1. This is a forum for women, particularly middle aged women who are usually married or have children. Transgender women are allowed. Young women seeking out advice from their elders are allowed. Men and boys are not allowed. This is our space. Find your own, it won’t be that hard.

2. Advertising is forbidden. We do allow you to promote books, an etsy, and other forums in this section, but explicitly selling products is banned.

3. False advertising, do I even need to go into this here? Offering false promises to make fast cash is low.

You’re lucky I’m on mobile right now, otherwise I’d be freezing this thread and banning you. If I get back to my computer tonight and you haven’t gone though, I’m absolutely going to do that. This is unacceptable.

Autumn_Hubbard What the HECK. Oh man I laughed so hard I think I ripped the sides of my shirt. Who would seriously BUY this garbage?

Constance_Alexander … So the first three days are free?

Gus_Katsoros Absolutely!

Bella_Gardner Constance, no. Don’t even entertain this troll… I think that’s what the internet calls them. He’s just trying to mess with us.

Constance_Alexander My husband left me for a women who’s twenty three. You’re going through the same thing or will soon, don’t tell me you’re not tempted!

Bella_Gardner I’m not crazy and I’m not stupid. No cream or smoothie is going to smooth my wrinkles and take away the body of a woman who’s given birth to four kids. Nice try Gus.

Gus_Katsoros What do you have to lose by trying though?

Deanna_Osborne Back to my computer and wow, seriously? You’re not gone? Freezing this post, banning your account. Goodbye, and good riddance.

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>Subject: ‘So I Bought the Fountain of Youth…’

Constance_Alexander I know, I know I’m crazy. I’m so tired though. I’ve never been sexy my whole life, and I’m not exactly aging like a fine wine. So I contacted that kid through his email and got more details. We exchanged like a dozen messages and well, he seemed sincere in his project. So I’m doing the week long treatment.

I wouldn’t have brought it up if it never arrived, but it did? In really good timing too. I’m a little impressed. The box is nice, the containers for the cream and the drink look really nifty too. I’ll attach images to the end of this post to show them off.

The cream is put on before bed, and you take the drink at morning and night. I’ll be posting about it here. Maybe it’s crazy, but like he said. What do I have to lose?

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Bella_Gardner Constance… I got the free trial. I’m sorry for being a bit of a bitch. I really don’t have anything to lose, I’m so tired of wondering what my husband’s up to whenever he goes out, and if he’ll just take off with some whore who likes his stupid cars.

We’ll do it together, ok? Just to see if it affects different skin types.

Deanna_Osborne If only I could record my incredibly loud sigh at this moment. You know what, I won’t tell you to stop, but I will judge you. Especially you Constance. You paid money for some kid’s science experiment or hoax. But hey, do what you want. Its your cash.

Gus_Katsoros1 *It’s ;D

Deanna_Osborne Oh for god’s sake! I banned you already! Just wait until I get back to my computer.

Gus_Katsoros1 I just wanna see the results. :(

Constance_Alexander My first impression isn’t that good Gus, I’m sorry. The cream smells really metallic and its pink tinge makes me look drunk. It’s making my face tingle quite a bit but at least it doesn’t burn. I don’t know if I can leave it on all night though, it smells awful.

Bella_Gardner The drink’s worse. Oh god, I might hurl. It tastes like a nosebleed. Literally like a nosebleed. I don’t care how old you are, I’m SUING if I get sick.

Gus_Katsoros2 You’ll get a refund if it doesn’t work, Constance, but not much I can do for you Bella. It’s a free sample. :/

Deanna_Osborne How many times do I have to BAN you?

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>Subject: ‘Holy Crap.’

Bella_Gardner I take it back. I’m not going to sue you Gus Katsoros.

I’m going to nominate you for the Nobel Prize.

I’m stunned. It really did take five years off! The wrinkles are already smoothing out. I feel more energetic in the morning. I think I’ve even dropped a pound? I’m buying two more weeks of the product, hands. Down. Constance, get another week for yourself, and then go out on the town in a little black dress. If this kid’s promise is half true, you’ll have your husband regretting every moment of his life without you.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Gus_Katsoros5 I made another account to thank YOU, Bella! :D It’s nice to know I’m making someone else’s life better.

Deanna_Osborne … Wait. It worked?

Bella_Gardner See for yourself. ;)

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Deanna_Osborne Holy… okay Gus, I’m gonna have to ban you again, I’m sorry, I can’t make exceptions to the male rule, but sign me up for a two week treatment.

Gus_Katsoros6 It’s cool. I’m basically making a new account every time I post anyway.

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>Subject: ‘The Fountain of Youth WORKS!!!!’

Constance_Alexander I’m crying. One week done and I really have taken off ten years. Weight, wrinkles, I feel like even my bone structure has changed! Pardon my language Deanna, but my ass looks like one of those Kardashian’s. Shut up and take my money, Gus, that’s what the kids say nowadays right?

I’m going out tonight with a twenty nine year old. He has NO idea I’m so much older than him. He runs his own company and when he sent me a message through that dating profile I made, he said I looked like the Queen of Heaven.

Thank you, Gus! Thank you! Ladies, you HAVE to invest in the Fountain of Youth!

Bella_Gardner I couldn’t agree more. My husband can’t leave me ALONE. He even, get this, brought me to a dinner with his friends and their wives. He’s showing me off like he used to when we were young.

My self-esteem has never been higher!

Unfortunately though Gus, I don’t only have praise for you though. I seem to have developed some skin sensitivity since starting the Fountain of Youth. I thought it was just some leftover pigment from the cream at first, but I’ve gotten a sunburn. Not a serious one, mind you, but I only spent maybe fifteen, thirty minutes outside? Definitely not more than an hour. I think I’ll go off the cream and give the rest to some of my girlfriends at work.

Addie_Miles No, it’s not just you, Bella. I had to do some gardening yesterday and I have a WICKED sunburn.

Deanna_Osborne I think it is definitely the cream. I’ve never had a sunburn in my life, but my skin hurts so badly right now. Only when I go outside though. Other than that, it’s fine. Better go back to the drawing board kid. Come up with something that doesn’t give you sunburns. I’m gonna stop the treatment for now, I already look younger and I don’t feel like making my husband look like a sugar daddy, if you know what I mean.

Gus_Katsoros9 Skin irritation? Damn. I thought it wasn’t going to happen this time.

I’m so, so sorry ladies. If any of you want a refund, I’ll absolutely deliver. I advise definitely stopping the cream if you’re really bothered. Again, I’m really sorry. I guess it’s just back to the drawing board again.

Gus_Katsoros10 Also sorry for the late notice but I’m going out of town. Dunno when I’ll have internet again. I’ll start filling out orders once I’m back, I promise. Hope that all you who ordered got what you wanted, and thanks for your support.

Deanna_Osborne I haven’t even had time to ban accounts eight and nine and you’ve already made ten. It’s fine, I got what I paid for. I haven’t felt this good in ages. Minus the skin pain of course. It’ll go away soon now that I won’t be using the cream anymore.

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>Subject: ‘Ummmm?’

Autumn_Hubbard K I’m a little… concerned. After I started getting sunburns like the rest of you I threw the rest of my stuff in the drawer. I already looked thirty when I’m forty one so what’s the point?

The point is I wake up this morning and I look almost exactly like I did when I was twenty five.

I swear to GOD I haven’t even taken the drink. Heck I look better than I did when I was twenty five! I was trying to shed pregnancy weight then. Now my stretch marks are gone and I’m shaped like Marilyn Monroe. The sunburns have only gotten worse too. I’m taking a few sick days from because of how much light HURTS. Five minutes outside and I’m in bed for hours puking into the trashcan and in agonizing pain.

Is this just the stuff working its way out of my system? Because I’m not onboard with this shit at all.

Bella_Gardner No, it’s not just you. Jesus Christ, I ended up pitching it when I honestly thought I’d burst into flames after taking the trash out. It’s probably just the stuff working its way out of your system. I’m absolutely taking a few days off. I love how I look, but Christ. It’s just not WORTH it.

Deanna_Osborne I caught my husband using my leftovers. Apparently I’m not the only one who feels uncomfortable with their appearance, who would’ve thought?

I told him about the side effects but he told me how damn GOOD I look. Like I’m his Venus and he wants to be my Mars. It’s kinda attractive, I’m not gonna lie, but I’m a little concerned for him.

Although he did used to be a football player in his college days…

Addie_Miles You better tell us if it works on your husband.

Also is anyone else becoming an insomniac?

Bella_Gardner YES. Holy shit. All day I’m a couch potato. I can barely get out of bed. When the sun goes down though, it’s like someone gave me a straight shot of caffeine. I’ve been going for jogs in an attempt to burn it off, but it’s not working. I can get all the chores done without all the kids underfoot at least but dear God.

I’m tempted to have my husband use it. I mean he wasn’t ever a real LOOKER but that beer belly isn’t exactly my favorite feature of him…

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>Subject: ‘He’s Leaving Me.’

Bella_Gardner Not even looking like a twenty five year old model is good enough for this jerk.

He’s packing his bags, he tells me he loves ‘Kayla’ more than he EVER loved me, and he had the nerve, the NERVE, to tell me that ‘at least her looks aren’t fake’.

Fake.

He thinks I’ve ‘faked’ what I look like now.. I’ve lost thirty pounds, my skin is smooth, I’m stronger and have more energy (at least at night) and the only mark on me is the scar on my belly where my youngest son was cut out of me.

And yet the only money I’ve spent is about seventy dollars on the Fountain of Youth. Yeah. Sure. Fuck you too. He’s already told me that he won’t be sending me money, if I have enough for surgery I have enough to care for our kids.

I would be guzzling wine and shoveling down ice cream but to be honest my stomach’s been super touchy lately. I don’t think I’ve kept anything down lately.

I just don’t know what to tell the kids.

Autumn_Hubbard Tell him their father abandoned them because he’s a shallow fucker.

Constance_Alexander Slit his throat and drink his blood.

Bella_Gardner WHOA, overreaction, Constance! Although it has absolutely crossed my mind to kill the bastard. I’m alone. With four kids. I can’t leave the house during the day without being in agonizing pain.

I swear if I get my hands on him I’m wringing his neck. And that is absolutely the wine talking, apparently my stomach doesn’t mind alcohol.

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>Subject: ‘I Think We Got Played’

Deanna_Osborne My husband ended up taking a higher dose because he thought it wouldn’t affect him as easily, given he’s a bigger man. It just made it kick in faster. A lot faster. He looks exactly like he did in college.

But it’s more than that. Like I said, he used to play football, but quit when a tackle messed up his left knee. It’s fixed. Years of physical therapy, constant exercise, and heavy painkiller use. And it’s fixed within a matter of a week thanks to this ‘Fountain of Youth’.

It’s not stopping. The change isn’t stopping. And it’s not going to stop. I’ve nonstop emailed that stupid goddamn kid. You guys can try, I actually encourage that you to try, but I don’t think he’ll be responding any time soon. I think he realized what was going to happen and BAILED.

Those groups of teens that went missing from two different highschools last year? I dug deeper. At the first school there was a senior named Gus Katsoros. He went missing at the same time as the others. God be with the kids who were this psycho’s first test subjects. God be with me and my family, our canines have fallen out and are being replaced by fangs, the twins must’ve been stealing the rest of the drink. We’re not human anymore.

And God be with Gus as we are all going on the road to find this little creep.

Constance_Alexander I’ll be joining you. I’ll meet up with you in Wyoming.

I don’t know what I did last night, but I woke up soaked in blood and for the first time in days no longer hungry. Last night’s date is nowhere to be found and he’s not picking up his phone.

This little jerk took advantage of the fact I was insecure and he will pay.

Bella_Gardner I’ll catch up with you guys.

After I have a little date with my husband…

#horror stories #scary stories #sixpenceee stories #writers on tumblr #creative writing #my stories

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ryqoshay · 6 years

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HtHaN Side Story: The Last Scoop

Primary Pairing: TsubaHono Briefly Mentioned Pairing: NicoMaki Words: 830 Rating: K Time Frame: In the middle of Ice Queen and shortly after ep. 03 of season 2 Story Arc: Stand Alone

List of all HtHaN scenes

Author’s Note: Once again, some lovely fanart created by @noelclover and @myonmukyuu popped up on my dash and a few days later, this scene came to be.

“Ah, Honoka-san,” a brunette said, walking up to the makeshift cash register stand “just who I was hoping to see.”

“Kira-san?” The leader of µ’s looked up in surprise.

The leader of A-RISE chuckled. “Please, Tsubasa is fine.”

“Oh, alright.” Honoka smiled. “Tsubasa-san.”

Emerald eyes found themselves momentarily captivated by those of sapphire.

“So what brings you here, Tsubasa-san?” The orange-haired girl’s words brought Tsubasa back to reality.

“Anju told me about the event that µ’s was holding today and I wanted to see it for myself.”

“Did you want to try some of the ice cream we made? It’s super good! Though we’re kinda out of, well, pretty much all of the flavors.”

“Is that why you and Nozomi-san are the only ones still out here?”

“Yeah, we sold out a lot quicker than any of us thought.” Honoka explained proudly. “It was an amazing success!” She gave a thumbs up. “Everyone else went inside to get ready for the other part of the photoshoot. Nozomi-chan and I are just here in case anyone still wants something.”

“I see.”

“So do you want to try some?” Honoka repeated her offer, bouncing a little with excitement at the prospect of serving someone whom she admired greatly.

“Definitely.” Tsubasa nodded. “What flavors do you have left?”

“Oh, uhm…” Honoka leaned forward to check the sign where everything had been listed, only to find that someone must have already taken it back into the parlor. “Nozomi-chan!” She called turning toward the cart behind her. “What do we have left?”

“Orange sorbet and mint chocolate chip!” The purple-haired girl replied as she checked the remaining supply. “I think I can get a scoop or two more of each. Oh, hey, Kira-san!” She waved at their guest.

“Orange sorbet and mint chocolate chip...” Tsubasa considered. “That sounds interesting. Sure, why not, I’ll try it.”

“Alright.” Honoka replied before moving over to the cart to collect the order.

“Looks like this will be the last of it.” Nozomi commented as she built the cone. “Sorry there isn’t more left, so this will be on us, alright?”

“You’re too kind.” Tsubasa smiled and accepted the offer, though she would have been perfectly willing to pay.

“I’ll head in after this to get ready for our part, Honoka-chan.” She turned her attention to the second-year. “Maybe I’ll send Nicocchi and Hanayo-chan out?”

“Oh, good idea!” Honoka agreed. “I think that would help make Nico-chan happy again.” She glanced back at the member of A-RISE.

“Is Nico-san having a rough day?” Tsubasa inquired.

“She’s fighting with Maki-chan again.” The orange-haired girl shrugged.

“I see.” The brunette chuckled. “Maybe sending her out might be a bad idea. We wouldn’t want Maki-san to get too jealous.”

“Then perhaps I’ll just let you two have some time to yourselves.” The purple-haired girl said with a strange smile. “Take all the time you need.” She winked at Tsubasa who shifted a little uncomfortably.

“Will do!” Honoka cheered before turning to her fellow idol group leader. “Here you go!” She beamed as she held out the ice cream cone.

“Thank you.” Tsubasa replied, reaching for the treat. However, no sooner than she started bringing it to her lips, she stopped as she heard a growl. She looked up to find the other girl blushed sheepishly.

“Sorry…” Honoka averted her gaze and placed a hand on her stomach. “I, uhm… haven’t eaten much today. I was just so excited about this whole event that I kinda forgot to even try anything we made.”

At this, Tsubasa couldn’t help laughing. “Alright.” She said, holding the ice cream roughly equidistant between them. “You can have some of mine.”

“Really?” Honoka eyed the ice cream excitedly. “You don’t mind?”

“Not at all. Besides, it will melt if not eaten quickly.”

At least that’s what Tusbasa said. However, the moment Honoka leaned in, she also reached up to place her hand over hers as it held the cone, and the brunette realized quickly that maybe she minded more than she initially thought. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched as a tingling warmth spread up her arm from the point of contact on her hand. She definitely minded, but not in a bad way.

“Itadakimasu!” Honoka seemed oblivious to the other girl’s reactions as she took a bite out of the top scoop.

Oh what the heck. Tsubasa thought, trying to dismiss the strange feelings that seemed to be becoming stronger the more she associated with the other idol group leader. She smiled and leaned in for a bite of her own.

Click.

Paused in the doorway of the ice cream parlor, a shrewd shrine maiden secretly snapped a shot of the two sharing the treat before stowing her phone and heading inside. For now, the picture was for her own private collection, but perhaps someday she might share it with the them. Someday, if what her cards predicted turned out to be true for them.

Author’s Note Continued: Yeesh... Almost three weeks without writing anything... I’m not sure I liked that. How the heck have I left my D&D project sit for years before getting into my two LL fic projects?

Well, I suppose it wouldn’t be completely accurate to say that I didn’t write anything since last month. I have typed a few things here and there in a few of my WIP scenes. I just haven’t finished anything since last month.

Anyway, I’m once again exploring some of the other ships that exist in the HtHaN world; this one in particular is one that I really wish had more fan content out there as I’ve seen some truly dedicated fans who would love it. And it is for these fans that I hope my occasional foray into TsubaHono do the ship the justice it deserves.

Also, this may very well be the first scene I’ve ever written that takes place within the timeframe of an existing scene. And with the way I’ve written a few other scenes, it may not be the last. I hope this doesn’t confuse anyone; at least not more than my scattered timeline may already do so.

This scene also forces a bit of a retcon. As I want this scene to take place after the third episode of the second season of the anime, I must also move Ice Queen. I mentioned at the time of writing Ice Queen that I was not entirely sure where I wanted it to end up in the overall timeline, so this actually kind of helps cement it into place. That said, I probably should start tracking my retcons at some point...

Finally, I wish I could have thought of something a bit more clever to call this scene. Honestly, that was the best I could come up with after spending the entire night at work thinking about it. No idea why that ended up being the hardest part of the scene to write as well as the part I like the least. Maybe I’ll come back to this later and change it if I come up with something better.

#TsubaHono #Kousaka Honoka #Kira Tsubasa #How to Handle a Nico #Love Live #fanfic

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Protagonist Prep. Ch. 7 part two, A.I think this was a bad idea

I own nothing but my own characters.

In a spacious dimly lit room seven figures huddled around a large circular table and some of them weren’t very happy .

“When we fight!? Me getting bored!!” A large figure yelled quite it’s voice sounding simple and it’s tone angry.

“Chill bro, we’ll get a chance to turn them into paste.” A second more broken looking figure told it’s voice a mix of a teenager and an adult, it’s tone sounding bold and confident.

“Why should we believe you, you were easily beaten by a simple buffoon.” A third much smaller figure said voice childish and tone mocking. The insult more than angered the broken figure as it stomped towards the small figure, its eyes glowed red, it growled at the small figure and its voice deep and booming.

“I only lost because that buffoon surprised me and if I had a chance for a real fight, I would win!!!” The small figure just shakily apologized.

“I---I’m so---sorr---sorry Si---ir. What’s your plan?” The broken one just wickedly grinned.

“It’s going to be killer.” The scene then switches to the student area the next day where a ferocious battle was about to take place. On the couch the two biggest gamers were ready to destroy each other in the virtual world.

“You ready to eat digital dust?” Gaz taunted with a cocky smile present on her face.

“Hehe, how about you tell me how it tastes.” Marinette taunted back with an equally cocky smile. Those were fighting words because as soon as the game started they didn’t hold back against each other. It was a heated battle between the two with each of them trying to get an advantage over the other. But after an adrenaline flowing, heart pounding, sweat producing match a tragedy was around the corner. The screen suddenly started to glitch multicolored bars began to appear, characters froze in place and a gamers worst fear happened. The entire screen turned pitch black, both Gaz and Marinette just stared at the TV in shock until they just screamed in terror.

“Don’t worry I’ll fix it, probably just a few loose wires.” Dib said, he walked to the gaming system not wanting his sister to get in a mood from lack of gaming. He stopped and bent to see what was the problem, well until the disc tray rammed into his head.

“Oww, what the heck!?!!” Dib screamed out, the disc tray then slammed against his head again but three times harder. Dib just fell back onto the floor unconscious, the other students looked at Dib with worry and at the gaming system with a little bit of fear.

“Umm, shouldn’t someone go and check on him?” A worried yet cautious Steven asked the others. Most of them seemed more than a little worried about approaching the machine.

“Really you guys are afraid of a little game cube?” Sashi asked them, her tone full of disbelief as some of them dealt with crazier situations in their dimension. The other kids looked a little sheepish and embarrassed, until Marinette stood up for them.

“We don’t know what we’re dealing with and its literally alien technology.” Sashi just huffed and walked towards the unconscious alien nerd, as she walked closer to Dib the game system began to shake and vibrating. When she was right next to Dib the commotion just stopped for a moment, but when she grabbed Dib’s arm the machine started to shake again. Then it began to shoot discs at the two, Sashi lugged Dib onto her shoulders and ran towards the couch.

“Everyone hit the deck!!!” She yelled as she jumped over the couch with Dib in tow.

“Why should we fear these primitive entertainment devices?!” Zima screeched, and if to answer his question one of the discs was launched past his head and was embedded in the wall.

“Does that answer your question!!?” Alya yelled to the alien, who didn’t answer instead he just ran to the nearest cover. The kids scrambled for cover as the deadly discs flew at them.

“Anyone got ideas!?” Penn asked the others.

“If me and Marinette were able to transform we could defeat it, but we haven’t been able to since we got here!” Adrien yelled to Penn.

“Same with my wand, hasn’t work since I got here!” Star added from her cover behind the chair. All the noise and disc flying annoyed one person that didn’t want anything to annoy her. The girls dormitory door was slammed open and Chloe looked livid.

“What is going on!?!?” She yelled at the top of her lungs, voice filled with rage and to her she had a good reason to be angry. Her makeup was entirely messed up , her lipstick was smeared across her checks, mascara on her forehead, and finally her eyeshadow was all over her face.

“How can I apply makeup when all of you are making this much noise!?!” Chloe shouted at the group, she was so blinded by her anger that she didn’t see what was happening.

“Can it queen bee, we got bigger problems!!!” Sashi yelled back with equal anger.

“Well I’m sorry about your gaming troubles but I have an actual problem here!!!!!!” Chloe shouted, unfortunately with her standing still and yelling at the top of her lungs made her an easy target for the gaming system. So while she was standing around waiting for someone to apologize to her the gaming system locked on to her.

“Chloe look out !!!” Adrien warned his childhood friend but it was too late, a disc was fired from the gaming system and its target Chloe. Time slowed down as the disc towards the spoiled girl, in less than a second the disc hit her. No one said a word as the unspeakable happened, cut hair floated in the air and a shredded ponytail holder. Chloe ran her hands through hair to feel it and to her horror it was true, her hair was cut short, uneven and worst of all her entire hairstyle completely ruined. This made her madder and that anger was directed towards the gaming system.

Her fists were clenched, eyes showing a dangerous fire and her face was redder than Drooler’s entire body. The gaming system scanned this, and it was currently wishing that it was offline or unplugged so that it won’t feel the pain of being smashed. Chloe stomped near the gaming system with most of the other kids quickly getting of her way.

“You can make noise, mess up my make up and even try to rob me of my beautiful looks but there is one thing you leave alone!!!! And that is my hair!!!!!!” She yelled at full force to the gaming system and grabbed the heaviest object that was in arms reach of her. Said closest thing was the couch and with a surprising amount of strength lifted the it well above her head, Chloe threw the couch straight at the gamming system. The gaming system tried to shut itself down to save itself the pain, but it was too late the couch landed onto the gaming system and it also destroyed the tv, the tv stand, and several games. Chloe huffed and puffed for a little until she calmed down, but her face stayed red due to the fact embarrassment replaced her anger.

“Did---did—I do that?” Chloe asked the other kids with enormous amounts of shock in her voice, before she could get answer the wall blew apart again. As the dust clouded the area two voices could be heard from the it.

“As I predicted a high enough electric current would overload the walls code.” The first voice sounding familiar and technical.

“Wall went ka boom!” A second more childish voice sounding excited and unaware of the destruction that it caused. When the dust the cleared the kids could see two figures, the first one was Tech and the second was an 8-ft. tall golden furred wolf like creature that. Both were standing in the hallway and they seemed rather relived that the kids were fine, as well as surprised at the destroyed TV stand.

“I see all of you experienced technical difficulties as well.” Tech surmised while Chloe just blushed even more.

“Wait as well?” Penn asked, highly worried that technology in a hyper-advanced school having a virus that could turn machines deadly.

“Yes, many of the rooms have been effected but luckily there is somewhere safe from this malicious malware.” Tech told the kids with a slight worry in his voice, the kids were infected by this worry, but they felt some relief at the mention of a safe room.

“So where is it?” Marco asked the two creatures suddenly got a little more nervous.

“Well that’s a bit unwelcoming news you see.” Tech told the students a little bit of embarrassment, of course this caused confusion among the student but if it was safe it couldn’t be that bad. It was bad the students stood outside a certain door, a door that Chloe didn’t want to see in a million years.

“Why here ??!!!” She screeched at the top of her lungs, afraid of what could happen to her this time.

“Well sir hasn’t exactly trusted technology since that incident with his spells and computers, never thought it would gain sentience.” Tech muttered the last part to himself so that the kids wouldn’t go into a panic. Tech opened the door and the kids could see the other teachers huddled in the room except for two.

“Umm, where’s Fire Hazard and Snow Cone?” Star asked the other teachers who didn’t say anything, but they did slightly smirk at the nicknames given to their friends. The kids got there answer as horrible screeching, scraping sound as Jack pushed a weird looking ice sculpture into the room. On a closer look the kids could see that the ice sculpture was Drooler incased in ice, and his face in surprised.

“What happened to him?” Steven asked concerned for the fire being.

“Boss got a shower of liquid nitrogen.” Jack told the kids showing no emotion, some thought was a bit cold and the more scientific kids knew that Drooler wouldn’t make it. Then cracks began to form on the ice and the surprised look on his face turned into on of anger, the kids knowing that something is going to happen they began to hide behind the biggest object in the room which was Behemoth. Soon the cracks became bigger and then the ice was either blown off him or melted, the ice shards went flying breaking anything fragile and Drooler let out a roar louder than anything the kids heard before.

“RAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!” The kids were slightly afraid of what was going to happen next since he had a look of rage and insanity on face, luckily it passed as he became confused.

“Um, why is everybody in my lab?” Drooler asked as he was completely baffled at the number of people in his room. Though after a few stories from the teachers such as Ghost’s treadmill launching him, Behemoth’s reading light blinded him and of course the game station incident with the students.

“So Combot went AWOL, hacked into 6 other robots, and he’s currently trying to take over the school by being an annoying jerk.” Drooler summarized with a tone and face that could only be described as 100% done. While Tech just glumly nodded not wanting look up at the being he failed, Drooler let out a long, drawn out sigh as he started to pace back and forth trying to think of a plan. Luckily inspiration hit him as a slightly crazed/evil grin spread across his face.

“Fellas, I got an idea!!” Drooler loudly proclaimed his voice filled excitement and a little bit of battle lust as well. The teachers stood to attention and tensed up ready for what ever order the fire being would give, while the kids seemed a little less convinced.

“Well this should be good for a few laughs.” Zim muttered under his breath his voice full of venom.

“Tech start tracking down the robots, with any luck they could lead us straight to Combot. Also try and see if you can activate the safety protocols in those tin cans and work on trying to get the school under control. Guys when Tech finds get your gear and try to offline them, we’re going to try to lead them away from the school. Zapp stay with the kids and make sure that none of the appliances of doom attack them, Behemoth you stay too in case Zapp needs backup.” Drooler ordered the group, his words sounding like an old general and his tone commanding. The teachers nodded as they began to get ready, dozens of blue holographic screens appeared around Tech as he began to input information, Zizzoro muttered something under his breath and two blacked sheath 12 ft. long tachis appeared, Jacks hand markings began to glow and 3ft long ice shards began to form. From behind his back Barrage with his lower arms pulled out two Browning Hi-powers and his upper arms pulled out two Hector&Koch G41s, Ghost ripped out two of his tail spikes and they turned into sickly green hunting knives, Boulder reached into his armor and pulled out a dark blood red chain. Finally the markings on Drooler’s body began to glow and flames traveled down his arms, and the flames took solid form as two 10ft double headed, black metal battle axes with flame red handles and slate gray spikes at the end of the handle. The group began to walk out of the room but they were brought out of their superhero walk by the students.

“Hey what about us?!” Gaz asked rather annoyed at the fact that the teachers forgot about them.

“Yeah what if the robots come after us?!” Chloe yelled, she already had to deal with enough this morning and she needed time to fix/mourn her hair. Luckily some of the students went and defended their teacher’s aaction.

“Hey, we got Zapp and Behemoth to defend us!!” Steven voiced his opinion loudly trying to defend the gentle giant.

“Yeah besides if those robo-rejects even tried to get near us Behemoth would just rip them to shreds!” Star exclaimed with wonder at his strength but he seemed to have paled at the ripping shreds part.

“I would rather prefer not to, if there’s a chance to talk to peace I will try to find.” Behemoth told the students who were surprised at the fact that a literal behemoth didn’t want to fight.

“But you turned that inferior machine into nothing more than scrap!!” Zim screeched out disappointed that an E-class being isn’t as blood-thirsty as legends said.

“Yes but Combot didn’t offer much negotiations for a peaceful discussion, did it?” Behemoth told the small green alien and he just smiling as the same alien couldn’t think of anything. However discussions would have to wait as the screens surrounding Tech turned red for a second and four blue dots appeared on them. The dots were a couple inches away from a medium sized rectangle but that seemed to dishearten the teachers.

“Great only four of dem, and they’re in da forest.” Jack complained rather miffed at the fact there was going to be a long search before he could punch something. Drooler just had a look of deep thinking before of a another plan, luckily it didn’t take him that long this time.

“Okay, those of us that are going to find the robots will split up into groups. Two groups of two and two of us will be on our own, Boulder I want you to cover the skies. If you see one of those trash cans try and steer to one of the groups. While those who are staying will try and find the others, they could still be in the school.” The groups for the tracking team were Barrage and Zizzoro, Jack and Ghost, while Boulder and Drooler were going alone. All of them left the room in rather flamboyant way, Drooler’s eyes glowed orange and he mumbled something in a foreign tongue. Then a ring of fire appeared around them and enveloped them, after a few seconds of a burning bonfire the fire died revealing that they were gone. Though that made some of the students worried considering the only ones left were Tech, Zapp and Behemoth which seemed like a disadvantage, considering Tech lost to a robot, Behemoth was a pacifist and Zapp was currently just staring at scroll with what seemed to be scibbles.

“Welp we’re dead.” Sashi said rather disappointed that they seemingly got the short end of the stick.

“Come now that won’t happen, now who would like to get some retaliation on that mechanical menace?” Luckily that seemed to have taken their mind off the depressing matter, the students split into three separate groups. The first group consisted Zapp, Alya, Star, Sashi, Marco, and Penn while group two was Behemoth, Steven, Connie, Zim, Gaz, Marinette and Adrien. The others stayed with Tech, who didn’t really like the idea of that. Group 1 went to look for the other robots on the east side of the school while group 2 went to the west side of school. While group 2 was looking for Combot, Zim decided to try and pry into Behemoth’s reason for not wanting to feel the rush of committing a violent act.

“So beast why do prefer boring peace talks while you could just turn them paste with a single swing of your fist?” Zim asked in the politest way he could manage which was still insulting, Behemoth just rolled his eyes he knew that he would get these types of questions from an Irken.

“Zim, I prefer not to talk about my reasons, but I know this when you welcome violence for a solution the outcome is far worse than what it was before.” Behemoth answered the young alien rather glumly, Zim was about to ask again but he was cut off by glares from Marinette and Connie. As they were walking Behemoth felt something in the air, his ISO sensors were telling him that something was coming this way but then it stopped. This caused the kids to bump into his leg, most of them started to worry except for Zim and Gaz who got annoyed at the action.

“Why’d we stop?” Gaz asked the crocodile creature who said nothing just kept on staring down the hall, Zim just rolled his eyes and began to walk forward. Until a hypodermic needle full of a glowing, neon green liquid shot right past him and as the needle broke against the wall it left a huge acid burn on the wall. Guided by instinct Behemoth grabbed all the kids and turned his back towards the attack, not a second too soon as thousands upon thousands of needles were fired at them all containing acid. Thanks to Behemoth’s quick action the kids were safe from the acidic projectiles, but the floor wasn’t as lucky since it was eaten away by the highly corrosive substance. After a distressing two minutes the onslaught of needles finally ended, Behemoth hesitantly put the kids down onto the ground and he let out a breath of relief. Which was released too early as they could hear a sparking sound could be heard and a strong scent of alcohol attacked their nostrils.

“Did the tr—tr—treat---ment w---wo—rk?” A glitching feminine voice could be heard from across the canyon of melted metal. From the acidic smoke a figure could be seen, it was robot rather feminine in figure, with red and white paint slightly peeling off, with wires extending out of it’s back to the ceiling and one of it’s arms was now a modified gun holding the acid needles. The kid were petrified at the sight of the robotic nurse while Behemoth turned around to face the nightmare nurse and he harshly whispered to them.

“Get away from here and try to find Combot, I’ll hold her off.” Most of the kids seemed a bit uneasy about the decision but Behemoth didn’t seem to be open to discussion.

“Also Mrs. Marinette, Mr. Adrien and Mrs. Maheswaran before I forget I must do something. For Mrs. Marinette and Mr. Adrien out e tuuina atu ia te oe le faataga.” When he was done speaking the phrase two familiar floating figures were in front of them and for Connie Behemoth’s markings began to glow and a medium silver blade with semi serrated double sides came out, he handed it to Connie who smiled and gave a nod of thanks. Then the robotic nurse began to charge at Behemoth with her wires giving sparks in a firework fashion, the kids began to run as Behemoth prepared to battle. After running through the halls blindly for ten minutes they stopped to catch their breathe and figure out where Combot could be hiding.

“Maybe he could be at the gym, that’s where we saw him last.” Connie suggested to the group but one of them disagreed.

“I don’t think so he would have to be close to the school’s mainframe to hijack most of the tech and have a sophisticated enough computer to run that much data at once.” Gaz told them, they were rather surprised since Gaz kept mainly to herself and only spoke when annoyed or called on by one of the teachers.

“What I used to hack into my brother’s computer to make him think that our government would confiscate his evidence of aliens.” Gaz told the group most of the group just deadpanned at the statement while Zim just had a small grin on his face.

“So which room would it be?” Connie asked all of them and sadly none of them could think of it, so far the only rooms they saw were mainly classrooms and only one personal room. Most of the kids were a little saddened by this development until a little voice in their head helped them.

‘Hello, hello can you guys hear me?’ In the most literal way possible as familiar voice rang out in their heads and they not so surprisingly freaked out.

“What the, Tech how are you-----?” Steven asked the disembodied voice of the math teacher, just utterly confused at what just happened.

‘It’s hard to explain but I believe I can help with your predicaments.’ Tech told the kids, who are still rather weirded out at the new ability that one of their teachers however they needed help.

“So what can you offer me you smaller beast?” Zim rudely asked Tech, while the others looked like they would strangle the green alien except for Steven who just looked upset at him.

‘While beside giving you detention I can tell you that my cameras caught Combot breaking into the computer lab and has been trying to use the computers to gain access to school.’ Tech answered Zim’s question rather smugly while the invader just glared slightly.

“So where is the computer lab?” Connie asked the disembodied voice still rather creeped out by it.

‘Down the hall about thirteen feet to your right.’ Tech answered Connie, the kids nodded at the instructions they quickly ran to the lab and stopped when they saw a medium door with a grid pattern on it and when they opened door they saw something horrid. It was Combot but he was changed for the worse, its metallic skin now an obsidian black, spikes erupted from its arms, and finally the lower half of it’s body gone replaced with black and neon green tentacles. Combot’s head turned 180 degrees to face the slightly creeped out children and spoke to them.

“Well, well the newbs have arrived to try and beat the final boss. Too bad for them they’re going to first blood for the OP gamer god that is me.” Combot taunted the group and the creep factor was greatly diminished and the annoyance factor went up a little. Mainly it was annoying for Gaz and Marinette both seemed a little offended at the newb comment.

“Hey I got more than 5,000 hours on Doom Brawl!!!” Gaz yelled angry at griefer robot, flames in her voice.

“And I played all the versions of Ultimate Mecha Strike!!!” Marinette said with not as much anger but still rather upset at the comment.

“Ha whatever you really think that those trash games will prepare you for us?!?!” Combot yelled out at the children, though they were slightly confused about the us part. Until what seemed like a huge fireball was speeding towards them, luckily Steven activated his bubble to protect them. It did and the kids got a look at Combot’s player two, he was ten feet tall, sphere like body, metallic red, legs that looked like red tree trunks, two cannon like arms with three claws, finally he had one singular yellow eye.

“Meet Pogtan.” Combot tauntingly said to the but they weren’t afraid many of them either faced worse or built worse, Marinette and Adrien transformed into their costumes though Marinette didn’t like the suits tightness, Steven summoned his shield, while Connie got into her stance. Finally spider legs came out from his pak and Gaz picked up a few rocks ready to throw them. One sadistic robot just smiled at the challenge while the other just saw threats that needed to be eliminated for safety. The fight was an uphill battle when the kids found out that Pogtan didn’t have anything to counter close combat they tried to rush but Combot covered him. Similar was when they tried to attack Combot from a far but Pogtan just shot it down, the fight seemed to be lost until a certain problem solver came up with an idea.

‘Tech are you there?’ Marinette thought trying to contact the bird like creature.

‘I’m hearing you Marinette what do you do need?’

‘I have an idea could you broadcast it to the others?’ Marinette asked and of course Tech obligated, as the kids began to hear of the plan they began have hope though Zim did have complaints that were quickly shot down. First Adrien charged Combot his staff in hand and hit him, of course Combot just caught the staff with it’s tentacles but it failed to notice a familiar pink disc flying towards it. However Pogtan took notice of the odd projectile, he aimed and fired a bomb as it got closer to shield the shield just disappeared from sight. Adrien noticed the signal from Gaz he, using his staff, pushed Combot into the bomb’s path and flipped out of the way. Confused Combot began to turn its head and noticed the bomb heading it’s way, too late to dodge the bomb and the explosion caused Combot to stumble back and fuel leaked. Pogtan just looked worried and used his eye to display a message.

“Sir, I am sorry the enemies tricked me int---” Then one of Combot’s tentacles slammed into Pogtan and it sent him scraping across the floor leaving red marks. Combot just stomped towards the downed robot and began to beat him senseless.

“How could you mess up this badly?!?!? I gave you one simple job yet you idiotic lagging piece of scrap!!!!!” It shouted out in rage at the defenseless machine as metal chips began fly off Pogtan body, however Combot was stopped from his rampage as the shield made a return and smacked his head. Combot just turned its head slowly as if to process the fact it got hit by a child, then it’s eyes just narrowed in anger and began to stomp towards Steven with intent to kill. Steven stood his ground not even flinching as the as the rage robot came closer until a little voice warned him to move.

‘Umm, Steven hate to burst your movement but you might want to move about 0.025 inches to your right.’ Steven did and it was good decision to do so, as the doors were destroyed as Behemoth charged through his jaws wide open. Which clamped down on Combot hard and loud enough to create a small shockwave, Combot tried to escape but that plan was foiled as Behemoth started to death roll. The kid quickly got out of the way as Behemoth’s actions were creating a mess, then Combot’s head fell out of his jaws and tried to use wires to crawl away but that plan was foiled by Connie stabbing her sword through it finally killing it. As Behemoth swallowed the robot remains he turned his attention to Pogtan but Steven stood in-between the two.

“Please don’t he’s hurt enough.” Steven said feeling rather sorry for the beaten robot who didn’t even move since the killing of Combot while the kids were glad to see Behemoth, some may not admit it, they wondered what happened to the nurse robot.

“So, what happened to the nutty nurse?” Adrien asked the enormous English teacher.

“Well you see…” Behemoth tried to say until the zapping sound could be heard and they could smell the medical alcohol.

“I---I—I—is everyone o—o --- okay?” The nurse bot asked the kids who just looked completely terrified and petrified at the arrival of the other psychotic robot. All of them entered a battle stance until Behemoth put up all of his hands and he made a calming motion with them.

“Be at peace, while I was battling Tibbi I noticed a strange pattern to her moves. It took me a while to figure her fighting style out until I realized she wasn’t trying to fight but trying to subdue and tranquilize. Though Combot corrupted her outer data she was still a nurse deeper within so in order to bring it out I acted out as if a terrible blight was upon me. So, the hacking program was overridden by her primary programing and she took care of the blight.” Behemoth told the kids who still were wary of the nurse but they slightly accepted the explanation.

“C—co—come with me to the healing station.” Tibbi kindly order glitching as she talked, the kids hesitantly followed the former rouge nurse and Behemoth to the healing station. Later Tech contacted them and gave them news that both group A and the other teachers were okay, so were the robots when asked why Drooler just grumbled about a fee they would have to pay. While everyone at the school seemed to be happy that technological reign of terror was over in another place something was enraged at the failure of it.

“Auggggh, I knew those buckets of bolts wouldn’t be enough to wipe out those beasts!!!!!” A large figure in a dark, wet cave yelled out in anger it’s eye livid at what just happened.

“Grrrr, luckily I have a few more backup plans to deal with those monsters.” Opening it’s palm it used some sort of magic to see sixteen people projected before it, the figure just smiled wickedly and just smiled showing yellow teeth that wer sharper than a shark.

“Hopefully for their sake they don’t fail me.”

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