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Happy Halloween from three friendly night creatures! 🐺🦇👻
#julie and the phantoms#jatp#luke patterson#reggie peters#alex mercer#jatp art#jatp fanart#digital art#halloween#my art#my time has COOOME#I've been sitting on this idea for quite a while now#there's more to come! hehehe#happy halloween!
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I love the common headcanon that Soap wants to introduce Ghost to his family (as one does). And I get where all the Christmas fics come from
But, but, hear me out.
Soap invites Ghost to spend some time with him and his family ✨in summer✨
They're supposed to be on leave in a few weeks and Soap just follows Lt around, whining "cooome ooon Lt, it'll be fun. It's nice and quiet place and my family is so good people. You'll like them immediately"
"And you think that the point where they like me is irrelevant?"
"Oh, no, I've told about you so much they like you already"
And you might think that they are so close it's showing but actually, no. They are just oblivious idiots in love who are afraid to confess their feelings. So Ghost is scared with this idea but he really wants to spend time with Johnny and to meet all his relatives.
"Fine"
"And you'll... Wait, what? You agreed? It was almost too easy"
"Well, it is easier to say yes, when it's you, who asks"
Johnny lights up like a lightbulb.
And so they end up together on leave in the middle of July.
Soap's family owns a country house somewhere in the countryside and has a tradition to spend some time together in summer. They conveniently have a few birthdays to celebrate.
Soap's mom lives gardening and Ghost suggests to buy her some nice plants. They spend an hour in the shop terrorising the assistant with questions and ideas (they both are not great at gardening to put it mildly). They decide on Harebells. The assistant promised the flowers will self-seed and also can be eaten, so win-win.
And they arrive at the house, meet the family and of course everyone notices how Ghost treats Johnny. (Everyone who has eyes will do it in a minutes). Soap's mother drags Simon to the garden and spends the whole day with him talking and rearranging flowers. Johnny's sisters engage him into cooking (and Simon loves it, he manages to teach them some new things too). The father of the family is a man with a strict face and thin lips, but it turns out they both have a thing for old cars and mechanical riddles. So they dedicate a few evenings to find out what's wrong with the car's engine.
The week on leave slips away.
Everybody tries to pick the right moment to tell either of them to acknowledge the feelings and do something about it. Which is a difficult thing to do when you share a room (there's only one bed but they're military, they can sleep on the rocks what's a floor for them).
So basically Soap and Ghost just spend the week gardening and enjoying the country side while dying to tell the other about their feelings. That's it, that's the whole thing
#soapghost#cod mw2#ghost x soap#soap x ghost#call of duty#fanfiction#ghostsoap#headcanons#simon ghost riley#johnny soap mactavish
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|| rock and a hard place || n.yt
pairing: idol!Yuta x black gf!reader
genre: established relationship, suggestive (?)
warning(s): horny Yuta, horny reader, a wee bit of dirty talk, Yuta of course has no filter, PDA, public flirting/borderline exhibitionism of some sort
wc: 753 words
author's note: Okayyyyy- I literally wrote this January 2, 2022, but all this talk about @multifandomslxt pulling Yuta made it resurface soooo, here's a little something while you all wait on what is to cooome~ 😘
On one of your recent outings with your girlfriends, you bought a new lingerie set. And feeling a little bratty, you decided to take a few teasing photos and send them to your man- even when he made it painstakingly clear that he'd be at one of his most important schedules to start the year. Jimmy Kimmel.
Having a specific vibration pattern for your messages, he checks his phone, regretfully seeing the lewd-thought provoking pictures just before their show goes live. He tries to play it off as he sits through the entire broadcast, attempting to discreetly adjust his pants, but his efforts are proven futile when he continuously spaces out so much that Jimmy has to directly address him, “Yuta's been awfully quiet over there– I see that enigmatic smile, what’s that about?”
All he does is shake his head, slightly flustered, and chuckles, saying, “you just, caught me between a rock and a hard place.” He gestures down to the not so hidden tent in his pants, licking his lips to hide a smile as he looks up pausing when he makes eye contact with you. In the crowd. His eyes lighting up and heating with desire.
Taeyong looks at Yuta throughout the interview, noticing he keeps looking at the crowd with an expression he easily recognizes, and searches for you in the mix of people before letting out a high pitched laugh. Abruptly stopping himself when everyone looks at him, he gives them a cute, “sorry sorry,” which seems to be enough for them laugh it off as the interview continues.
You giggle to yourself as Haechan and a few others also notice you and give Yuta knowing glances. Finally when the interview ends, Yuta makes eye contact with you- giving you a look you've received from him many a time before, and security slyly guides you to the back where you meet up with the members, greeting them with an innocent, “surpriiiiise.”
The rest of your time in their dressing room is split turning to give them privacy to change into regular clothes and simply talking and joking around. But then comes a moment where Yuta laughs at something Mark says, calling him cute and biting his lip to conceal his smile. He began taking off his tie- which of course has you looking at him with a carnal desire. Eyes tracing is face, down the length of his body.
When he notices how you're looking at him, he smirks with his eyes alight and wordlessly stalks toward you. Frankly not even caring that the members' conversations have decrescendoed to complete silence and all eyes are now watching the both of you. His hands continue unbuttoning his shirt as you maintain eye contact with each step he takes toward you.
You're chest to chest at last when he says lowly, yet loud enough that everyone can hear in the now quiet room, “did you like me suffering a painfully hard cock, on national television, while you sat there all pretty, knowing I would completely ravage you afterwards?” You nod without saying a word, now starting to softly pant as he grabs your chin.
His thumb lightly traces across your bottom lip, before dragging it down, his head dipping forward so his mouth is only centimeters from your own. “Your ass looks so pretty in the pictures you sent me–” he moves his hand to lightly pat your cheek before caressing it, “but it would be prettier all warm and deep red, marked with my handprints wouldn’t it?”
He reaches behind you, clutching your ass in a tight grip that parts your lower lips. Your eyes have already become heavy and flutter as your breath comes out in shallow exhales, “look at you panting like a needy bitch.” That only causes you to whimper and lean into him, wanting more of his touch. “Um–“ Haechan clears his throat, his voice sounding slightly heavy with arousal “w-we should get back to the dorms..”
You finally snap out of your trance and peek around Yuta to see all of the members staring at you, some openly aroused- Doyoung staring with heat and envy- others avoiding eye contact as if trying to control their thoughts “o-oh” you stutter with a rush of heat coming to your cheeks “yeah um– we can leave now.” It isn't until you're walking ahead of the rest that Yuta slaps your ass, and you then realize just how weak in the knees this man has you.
anywayyyyy, v v short, yes, but it was really just a for fun thing I wrote to my friend back in my ult Yuta days (yes, they STRONGLY existed) but yeeeah. lmk if you guys actually want me to start writing for more 127 members 💋
*mdni banner made by ©️cafekitsune*
#z writes✍🏾#drabbles by z#nct 127#nct 127 smut#nct 127 x black reader#black czennies ftw#nct ambw#nct yuta#nct yuta smut#nct yuta x black reader#yuta nakamoto#yuta nakamoto x black reader#krissy✊🏿✨#kpop x black reader#kpop ambw#black women#ambw#mdni
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My dear friend, have you read the Holiday Magic TWC? I really can't wait for all the new A memes cause....cooome OOON how much more can Mishka torture us like that, we literally are a walking meme at this point😭😂
me at the end of Adams route & remembering Mishka writing its not canon
*the kiss...oh my god the fucking kiss
Unfortunately, I didn't have the time to devour mishka's latest present to the fandom on the day of the release. I am playing it tonight, though!!! I am sure Mishka has fed us all once again 🍽
We are clowns 🤡 it is true. I'll hold off on the memes about this story until Monday, too. Just so everyone can have the weekend to read it, and I'll also mark those memes:
#twc holiday magic meme
For anyone who wants to block the hash tag to avoid spoilers until they read it for themselves 😊
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A good tickle session for a heavily pregnant girl on her eight and a half months (with twins)?
Most ticklish spots: Belly, bellybutton, feet, clitty, ass cheeks and holes.
"Awwe my sweetheart. You're carrying so much, sacrificing so much of yourself to do something amazing ~ just lay back and let me give you some tickly love" ~<33 I'm such in awe of your form, my fingers ever so delicately trace up your swollen belly. "I'll be gentle, I promise~ you deserve lovey luvs more than ever with everything you're carrying~" I take a tiny supple makeup brush and flutter it on your neck playfully, drawing downwards to replace my finger idly stroking your inverted bellybutton. The brush is soft and has the slightest bit of stiffness. I thoughtfully coo and twirl the tip along your strained knot, my other hand lovingly dragging spread fingers over your belly lightly. "How does that feel? Tickle, tickle. Ticklee" I purr and whisper, searching your confirmation and humming barely audibly.
I scoot back and start massaging your feet. "Unnh. Such pretty little feet, carrying such a load. You're amazing, so beautiful and cute." I praise, rubbing your soles with my thumbs in tiny tight concentric circles. I work upwards on your sore feet and start massaging under each toe. "Does that feel good? Yeahh~ ooh I know, I know dear. It's such lovely sensations. Let me ease that stress into giggles~" I take my brush and start polishing each toe's underside carefully. "How appropriate to do some this little piggy yeah?" I giggle and plant little kisses on each toe. "Except~ it's more like this little piggy was cute and got kissy tickles, muah muah and then this little piggy was also cute and got kissy tickles, and well muuahhh we're just gonna kissy each one. Such tender soft little pillows." I flutter my brush under and between the toes as I kiss each one down the line~
My fingers dance and twitter on your legs, gently spreading them outward. "Noww now, just don't fret my pretty preggy~ I'll give your royal areas so much tickly love~" I trace up your thighs, massaging the muscles with my thumbs pressing to find those twitchy areas moving closer to your womanhood. "Oooh yes, you absolutely deserve loving tickles here, now more than ever~" I excitedly lean in and help you lift your legs so I can reach at your cheeks, slipping my palms under to lovingly grasp like royal fruit~ "Such a tickly tushy~ y'know, I think that if you bear this package it should give you free reign to take out all your stresses whenever and however you see fit on the person who saddled you with it~ but until I make that sort of thing happen, I'll instead make you feel absolutely divine~" I smile warmly, finishing my ass cheek massage and retrieving the makeup brush. I gingerly grasp around your womanhood and gently expose your royal button. "Now, let's paint you up in my favorite colour~"
With a teasing flip of my makeup brush, I start merrily painting your swelling clitty with fleeting strokes. I carefully hold and coat you with sensation, ensuring every bit of that beautiful button is probed with the ultra soft trembling touch. "Coochie coo~ how is that? You want moreee? Okay cuteness, hold on to that lovely belly and give me all your amazing laughs because I'm going innn~" I trail off, smiling knowingly as you try to endure, my brush travelling down to find your openings, giving them an artist's finest resurfacing, twirling the tool around the edges, growing closer and closer to going inside then back out to teasingly flutter back and forth. "Oooh look at your thighs shake~ awww does that feel good? Plenty more to cooome~" I sing, moving down to the next hole and giving it a similar tickly tour. I play your womanhood like an instrument, going back up to tease your button with either the brush or my thumb in little rubbies~ then back down to tease the holes one after another, sometimes staying with them and other times loving on that swollen nubby for quite a while~ "Sing me a sweet song my amazing lady ~ let's get you really quaking with a niiice deserved gigglegasm~"
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ok babe i have some songs for ur morning playlist assuming the assignment is like. 60s/ early 70s fun groovy and consistent songs
don’t worry baby // beach boys (there's gonna be at least 3 songs from them because i love them)
what is life // george harrison
nothing in the world can stop me worrying bout that girl // kinks (a little slower and like. deeper? but fun and sweet)
i have a dream // abba (ultimate abba song sorry)
this will be our year // the zombies (also recommend she’s not there and time of the season, they don’t fit the playlist but they’re awesome)
girl, you’ll be a woman soon // urge overkill (a little intense but she's sooooo hot)
she’s a rainbow // the rolling stones (long and has a weird string part but like it's soooo <3<3<3<3)
cecelia // simon and garfunkel
oh! sweet nuthin’ // velvet underground
soul love // david bowie (low energy, young americans could also work if u want something more energetic)
if not for you // george harrison
blueberries for breakfast // mamas and papas
starstruck // the kinks
under my umbrella // margo guryan (a lot of stuff by her is very vibey and could go on here)
that’s not me // beach boys
springtime of the year // kacy and clayton
sugar town //nancy sinatra
i want to see the bright lights tonight // richard and linda thompson
que sera, sera // doris day (quieter it's just piano and vocals but very good to wake up to like literally what will be will be...)
kokomo // beach boys (ARUBA. BAHAMA. OOOOH I WANNA TAKE YA. BERMUDA. BAHAMA. COOOME ON BABY MAMA)
lmk if these work love u <3
YESSSS HOLLY OMG. OKAY fucking excellent beach boys/george/tvu/s&g recs you are so smart. I have a dream and this will be our year make me SAD so I cant put them on hte list but literally perfect songs. & Im going to listen to all the rest of these THANK YOUUUUOU <3333
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The Secret to Popularity Is... Rock!?
Delacroix's Valentine 3★ 1/2 ( 1 - 2 )
Location: museum hallway (morning) ; museum entrance (morning) ; reception (morning) | Characters: Delacroix, Raffaello, Jan, Hubert, Mucha, Aoi/MC
Aoi: Good job on the production, Delacroix-kun! You made the client very happy.
Delacroix: No wonder. It's a work of art that I put my soul into. The guy who commissioned it knew rock too, so I didn't get bored.
Aoi: Come to think of it, when you handed it over, you were both talking passionately about rock.
(They eventually exchanged firm handshakes, so I guess they must have been very much on the same page.)
You've got the whole day off tomorrow, so get some rest.
Delacroix: No, I'll help ya with the museum. Ya said we got more customers after the Valentine's Day live painting, right?
Aoi: Uh? But…
Delacroix: We're shorthanded anyway, right? The other guys seem to be on a schedule, too. Hell, you're even busier than usual, right? It's times like this when ya can count on me.
Aoi: Hm… Thank you. I guess I'll ask for it then.
Delacroix: Yeah, leave it to me.
Aoi: (Delacroix-kun tends to get passionate when it comes to rock… This is how he looks after people.)
???: RAFFAELLO-SAMAAAA!~
Delacroix: Huh? What's with those voices? Are they comin' from over there…?
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Raffaello: Welcome. You girls… You have never been to the museum before, have you?
Raffaello's fan 2: Right! We all came to see your paintings, Raffaello-san!
Raffaello: I appreciate that. Since I have some time today, I can give you a tour.
Raffaello's fan 3: Kyaaaa!~ I can't believe Raffaello-sama is giving us a tour…!
Delacroix: … What, the heck?
Aoi: Since he has been the leader in the live painting, Raffaello-san's fan base has grown even more. Fans often visit the museum, too. However, it just seems to be a bit of a challenge with even more people calling out to him on the street…
Delacroix: Amazing…
Well, Raffaello's always been popular, no wonder he's got a growin' fanbase.
Aoi: Huh, didn't you know? The number of fans of everyone who was at the Valentine's Day live painting has increased.
Delacroix: Huh, for real!?
Aoi: You didn't realize it because you had a commission, Delacroix-kun. The truth is–
Mucha's fan 1: KYAAAA!!~ Mucha-saaan!~ Good morning!
Mucha: Good morning. Fufu, you are a very energetic group of customers. However, this is a museum. Once you are inside, please be quiet.
Mucha's fan 2: Alright, got it!
Jan's fan: Jan-kun, you're sooo cute!~ Look at meee!~
Jan: Coooming~♪ Did you call me, ladies? Do you wanna play together?
Hubert: No, Jan. We were supposed to work together today, remember? If you finish today's work properly, I'll play with you.
Jan: Hooraaay!~ I'm gonna play with Bert-niii!~
Aoi: (As expected from Hubert-kun, he was quick to intervene! As usual, his guard against Jan-kun is still up.)
Delacroix: You were serious 'bout the growing number of fans.
…
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Delacroix: The flyer was... Here. Aight, that's it.
Still, there's a lotta customers today. At this rate, I wonder if the additional flyers're gonna run out soon. I'll see how it goes a lil' more, and then I'll add some more…
Delacroix's fan 1: E-Excuse me, are you Delacroix-kun?
Delacroix: Huh? Yeah, but…
Delacroix's fan 2: Kyaaa, so cooool!!~
Delacroix: …! The hell, you…
#card tl#card translation#palepare#palepare tl#palette parade#palette parade tl#translation#delacroix#eugene delacroix#3★
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Can I request a calm unbothered strawhat reader and she a swordsman. That law almost went nuts cause she doesn't listen to his plans much. And oh my god I love your writings so fricking muchh😍🤩
Hi!! Of course darling! I swear poor Law is gonna burst someday hahaha, poor thing ♥ This is actually a little drabble of how I imagined myself if I was at Dressrosa so many times. Plus I wrote it in a “comical” style, so please enjoy~ If you or someone would like me to keep including the reader into the canon AU I’d love to do it! Dressrosa is by far my favourite arc ever, so I wouldn’t mind at all writing some more ♥
Thank u for your request and your kind words! ♥ ~
TW: None. Stressed Law (as always). You can see this as romantic or not depending on how you wanna read the ending ♥
WC: 692
AU: Canon AU (Dressrosa Arc)
“So did everybody get the plan?” asks once again Law before descending the ship. “Yes!”, “Uhum”, “Right” everybody assures, but not you. You were sleeping the whole day, and of course you didn’t hear Law at all. “(Name)-ya…” he asks you. “Hmm?” you ask him, already expecting to hear him shout at you. “Did you get the plan?” he asks calmly, yet with a twitching eye. “Yeah” you stand up, giving Law your Katana so you could stand up.
“Thank you, darling” you tell him, grab your sword, and stretch your arms in front of the emo doctor that’s been with your crew for a couple of weeks now. Grey eyes and big dark circles look at you, you can feel how much he hates your laid back style, as much as Luffy’s unpredictable ways.
You walk away and before descending the Sunny, you turn around and tell him “Cooome on, Torao!! Let’s have some fun, smile…”. He looks at you with pure hate and shouts -losing his calm- “I CAME HERE TO KILL DOFLAMINGO, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE FUN??!”. “Right, right. Let’s kill that bitch, then” you tell him, and jump off the ship into the coast.
Of course you didn’t follow the plan, it was too damn boring. Plus, the things should be done as they are needed depending on the consequences. Isn’t that the leitmotif of your captain Luffy?...
While swinging your katana and running away from the stupid guards and some toys over the streets of Dressrosa, you stumble upon your fellow swordsman Zoro. “What the fuck are you doing here?” you ask him. He laughs at you and points up. Luffy is hanging from who knows what and has Law grabbed with his legs.
“Da fuck are you two doing up there?” you shout, obviously laughing your ass off. “Mugiwara-ya, let me down now” he says and in a matter of seconds your senchou falls over him into the remaining floor destroyed by that funny voice stone douche. “What’s the name of that thing?” you ask, with teary eyes from all of the laughing, in between Law’s insults towards Luffy.
Law looks at you “PICA!, his name is fucking Pica. Stop laughing” he says. “I’m sorry” you tell him, wiping tears from your eyes. And then you notice he is handcuffed. “Pffff Law why are you handcuffed?” you ask him tilting your head to the side and trying to drown the need to laugh at him. Again, a twitching eye when he looks at you. “Why don’t you tell me why you are here and not where I planned you to be?” he asks, breathing hard. The shouting is imminent. Law is gonna kill you.
“Yeah… about that…” you say, confirming you haven’t even thought about the plan. “You didn’t follow the plan, right?” he asks laying on the ground. You hesitate to answer but you finally do. “I didn't” you confess.
Law is red, his eyes hold fire, twitching eyebrows, eyes. He clenches his mandible; you can hear his teeth grinding. “Mugiwara-ya?” he says calmly. “Yes, Torao?” Luffy says, completely unaware of what’s about to happen. “Remember when I told you I was gonna kill you first once I get uncuffed?” asks Law. “Mmmm” says Luffy, for real not remembering shit. “Never mind…” he says and looks directly towards you “I’M GONNA KILL YOU FIRST!!”.
You widen your eyes, perhaps looking at him with a scared expression. Yet, you don’t give a single fuck. You actually enjoy it when the doctor loses it. “Pfffff…. HAHAHAHAH” you start laughing once again and unsheathe your katana. Law looks at you, genuinely scared. You yawn, look at Zoro as if he already knew what you are about to do and then…
“For fuck’s sake (Name)-ya!!” Law shouts panting. “Ah don’t be such a pussy. You are free from those handcuffs, come here and now kill me if you dare” you tell him, winking.
“You. Me. When this is all over, we're gonna have a conversation” he says, but then gives you a side smirk and walks away with Luffy to take down his evil uncle… ♥ ~
#trafalgar d law x reader#trafalgar law#trafalgardwaterlaw#trafalgar one piece#trafalgar d. water law#trafalgar law x reader#trafalgar law x oc#one piece#law one piece#law x y/n#law x reader#one piece x reader#one piece x you#one piece x y/n#one piece x oc#law imagine#trafalgar law imagine#traffy#sashi-ya#trafalgar d water law#trafalgarlawnsfw#trafalgar law x y/n#law x oc#lawnsfw#one piece law
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what would online classes with Kaminari be like?
a/n: ahhhh i’m glad you asked! i love writing for this lightning bby so i gotchu, i added sero because he needs some love <3
pairings: denki kaminari, hanta sero x gn!reader
ONLINE CLASSES WITH HANTA SERO AND DENKI KAMINARI
⚡ DENKI KAMINARI - *turns mic on, insert kaminari making moaning sounds*
let’s be real for a second, ‘kay? NO ONE LIKES ONLINE CLASSES
I DON’T KNOW A SINGLE PERSON WHO DOES
HOHO AND KAMINARI
OH NO
he despises them
he’s that kid to have the weirdest virtual backgrounds and the one to be spamming the chat so that your teacher has to disable it
he’s the kid who has his video off and legitimately cannot focus for the heck of it, but he’s really responsive in breakout rooms
but hey! at least online classes with kaminari are NEVER boring
if you turn your mic on, he can and will start moaning into it while you’re in class
if you’re trying to get your homework, he’ll try to read every single word on your papers
if you’re trying to turn on your video, he can and will pop into the room and start waving in the background
but even though he might be annoying, he’s also such a sweetheart🥺
kaminari’ll probably also be taking extra classes in front of you or next to you, so your devices are next to each other
he’ll hold your hand under the table 🥺🥺🥺
and it’s SO cute when he swings his feet back and forth in the chair like a lil’ baby and he expects you to kick back oml
he’s a weird kid but he loves you so much it’s nearly impossible to explain in words
kaminari probably doesn’t understand most materials, so he’ll definitely be that kid looking in confusion in class and going “...what the f?” 😟
he’ll text you during class, even though you guys are right next to each other how confused he
⚡lightning mcking: WHAT THE FOCK IS GOING ON
lightning mcoverlord: ?? kaminari, love, you’re supposed to be paying attention
⚡lightning mcking: can we go to Mcdonalds after this???
lightning mcoverlord: if we go to Mcdonalds, will you finally buckle down and do your work?
⚡lightning mcking: WAS THAT A VINE REFERENCE-
and whenever he sees you stressed because of assignments, don’t worry
...
THE BTCH IS CRYING WITH YOU
HE’S SOBBING NEXT TO YOU GOIN LIKE “TF IS GOING ON BABE”
you two will both be sobbing, shaking your heads and going “i don’t know i literally don’t know-”
if he sees that you really do need comfort though, he’ll get you a hoodie and wrap his arms around you and kiss your forehead. “you’re really smart, ya know that?”
“hey, celebrate the small things! at least you got me, and i’m the handsomest all around. come on, let’s go to mCDONAAALDS”
A Child™
but really, you make him feel like he’s on top of the world. he adores you. please don’t let him go.
🖭 HANTA SERO - “you really gotta stop rehearsing saying the word here.”
EVERYONE SHUT UP I LOVE HIM
on the days that you don’t want to get up from your bed to class, he’ll be the one to drag you off your bed by the foot
“come on! it’s time to get up!”
“mmm, five more minutes..”
“GET UP SWEETIE-”
he’s definitely going to be really patient with you though 🥺
he understands the days where you’re burnt-out or just really tired, so he’ll first kiss your knuckles and tell you, “hey! it’s another good day to test your limits. if you made through yesterday and all your worst days, i just know you can make it today. cooome on baby. let’s go.”
HE WILL SING TO YOU IN SPANISH IN THE MORNING✨✨
he’s such a romantic
expect sero to make you breakfast and put a not there on the days he’s busy on how much he loves you 🥺<3
“good morning, my love! today’s gonna be a good day, and i’m right here for everything :D”
when you’re in online school and he’s working elsewhere, he’ll video call you
every single break without fail and send you memes
a LOT OF MEMES
A LOT OF MEMES THAT JUST DON’T MAKE SENSE
but he really does want to brighten your day in anyway possible oml
OKAY BUT LITERALLY BOYFRIEND MATERIAL
he’s sweet, caring, funny, and GOOD LOOKING? LIKE COME GET Y’ALLS JUICE WTF
sero also makes sure that whenever you’re stressed, he gets you a glass of water and ruffles your hair
“you’re gonna be just fine. let’s take a break after class together, okay?you want me to doordash you some food? yeah, let’s do it, you look like you need it babe. coooome on. leeet’s go!”
he also likes playing with you hair and OH MY GOLLY
THE WAY HIS EYES SPARKLE
WHEN HE FEELS HOW SMOOTH IT IS
IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY IT’S FORKIN’ ADORABLE AND HE’S JUST IN AWE 🥺🥺🥺
in conclusion, hanta sero and denki kaminari are the best boyfriends in the galaxy. please give them some love.
tag list!: @cherry-cake-pies, @cathwritestragediesnotsins, @renegadedeca, @msminsuga, or click here to be added to the fammmm
have a sexc night if you reblog, gorgeous ;)
#ellie writes!#hanta sero#sero hanta#sero x reader#sero x gn!reader#sero hcs#sero headcanons#denki x reader#denki kaminari x reader#kaminari x reader#denki x gn!reader#kaminari x gn!reader#bnha comfort#online school#mha comfort#mha hcs#mha headcanons#bnha headcanons#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#bakusquad
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AAAAAAAA Happy Fluff Crawlspace!!! 🥳💖 i love how all of us still gather together during this specific time, even after the show has ended 3 years ago. so, here's a BIG VIRTUAL HUGGGG and hopefully we'd still gather here for more yearsss to cooome. ugh i missed seeing u guys on my dashboard and i really missed shamy alot. love u guys!!! <33
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Living as an Afton
Michael recalls memories of being the idiot adolescent in the family. He spends his adolescence slightly humiliating the Afton Family and being the butt of jokes, yet grows to enjoy some aspects of being in his family.
I'm gonna start straying away from Fnaf a little bit after this fanfic, and try to get some prompts and headcanons done for a few people. But, I hope you all enjoy this fanfic.
Michael had always felt like the bullied one in his family. He wasn’t presented as the favorite, and it wasn’t hard to see which child was the favored child. And yet...sometimes Michael wonders if maybe he’s teased the most by the family because of the family dynamic he was born into. Or maybe he's treated this way because of how he acts in public around them.
He remembers when they were shopping together at the mall, and William had met up with a staff member from the pizzeria. He remembered that he wanted to make himself presentable with a silly little joke that would contradict his father’s job completely: if he likes pizza or not. He was gonna walk up to the staff member and declare that he hates pizza. The truth was, Michael actually loved Pizza and thinking he knew his father, he thought he might go along with it. But Michael never got that joke out.
Why? Well…
“The child running around with Elizabeth, is Chris: my youngest.” William introduced. “And this is Michael-”
Michael walked in front of his father. “I CAN’T STAND- OH FU-” Michael shouted as he lost his balance. Before the boy could physically stop himself, Michael had fallen into a stringed pit of kids bouncy balls that was right beside them. Michael’s body flopped right through the strings, right into the balls and knocked almost every single ball right out of the pit!
Elizabeth and Chris had stopped running and both bursted out laughing at Michael and the multi-colored balls that now bounced all around the area! William’s wife was giggling as well, and walked over to help the adolescent back onto his feet. Meanwhile, William was rubbing his forehead in utter embarrassment while the staff member had wide eyes and suppressed his own laughter. Michael had basically made a fool of both himself and his father, right in front of a Fazbear’s staff member. Not only that, but Michael had also made himself known in the store as ‘the kid who fell in the bouncy pit’. When word spread that he was the eldest from the Afton family, Michael would later be referred to as ‘Clumsy Afton’.
There were moments though, when Michael would be teased in a more positive way by his father. His younger siblings had become REALLY good at making fun of him...And because he was the older one who got in trouble for making fun of them, Michael would just take the teasing.
William and the family were taking care of some garbage bags. They had been doing some gardening and leaf-discarding as well, meaning there were a few more garbage bags than usual. William, Clara, Michael and Elizabeth (With some of Michael's help) carried a bag each up to the front lawn. By the time William had gotten his bag up, there were 2 bags sitting there already, with William and Clara watching the kids.
Elizabeth placed her bag down beside Michael’s. “Hey look!” Elizabeth declared, before pushing Michael into the garbage bags. “It’s garbage!” Elizabeth told them.
“HEY!” Michael yelled, struggling to get back up thanks to the stretchy, slippery bags.
“Elizabeth! That’s rude.” Clara yelled at her, pulling her away from the bags. William couldn’t help but stifle a laugh at Elizabeth’s joke.
Michael glared at his father. “Wow. Real nice of you.” Michael spat at him.
William lifted an eyebrow. “Aww, did I hurt Michael Trashton’s feelings?” William teased.
Michael’s jaw dropped, but only for a moment. Feeling agitated, Michael huffed and crossed his arms. “Yes. and that just made it worse.” William added.
William chuckled and shook his head, while Michael lifted up his hand to his father. “Hey Dad. I won’t tell Mom that you called me Trashton, if you help me up.” Michael offered.
William raised his eyes a little and decided to agree. Michael has been known to be a bit of a snitcher when it came down to it. So, taking any bribery to keep his mouth shut, was an opportunity you should always take.
William brought his hand over and grabbed onto Michael’s hand. He was about to lift him up, but Michael suddenly pulled him first! William yelped and fell right into the black garbage bags. “Michael!!” William yelled, grabbing him and putting him into a headlock. Michael chuckled a little, reached back and just tickled his father’s sides in retaliation. “HEHEhehey! No, stop that!” William bursted out, letting him go immediately and covering his sides. William turned himself right around to face his father and continued to tickle him anywhere he was vulnerable. “If I’m Michael Trashton, then you must be an old Snickers bar!” Michael declared.
“WAIT- GAAHEHEHEHEHEHE! DOHOHON’T TIHIHICKLE MEHEHE!” William bursted out laughing.
“Well that’s not fair! Wrestling and fake fist fights are not allowed either! I gotta fight my father somehow!” Michael argued.
“TICKLE FIGHT ON DADDY!” Elizabeth declared, jumping into the trash bags to tickle her Dad.
“EEEEHEHEK! WAHAHAIT! NOHOHOT YOHOHOU TOOHOHOHOHO!” William shouted as his armpits were attacked by Elizabeth’s tiny fingers.
Clara just giggled at the silly scene in front of her, and it didn’t take long for Clara to get Chris in on it too. “Hey Chris...Go tickle his tummy.” Clara encouraged, lifting him up and flying him over to the garbage pile. “Look out! Another tickle monster on the loose!” Clara told them, before placing Chris onto William’s belly.
“WAHAHAIT! CLAHAHARA! WHYHYHYHY?!” William asked.
“Cause it’s funny!” Clara replied. “Plus, I didn’t want poor Chris getting kicked in the face if he went for your feet.” Clara added.
“Mom! Go for his feet!” Elizabeth told her, pausing her tickling for a moment.
William pushed Michael aside and pulled the adolescent into his lap. “Mwahahaha...I’ve got you now!” William teased, before tickling Michael back. “If I’m an old snickers bar, then you must be a Laffy Taffy package.” William added.
Michael squeaked and started pushing his father’s hands away as he tickled him. “WAHAIT- DAHAHAHAHAHAD!” Michael laughed.
“Yes?” William replied.
“NOHOHOT MYHY AHAHAHARMPIHIHIHITS!” Michael screamed at him.
William just smirked at that. “Okay. I’ll go somewhere else then.” William replied before stopping. Michael happily took the break, and recuperated his breath as much as he could, before he would be tickled again. Unfortunately, Michael only got a few slow seconds before his ankle was grabbed and his shoe was thrown off.
“William...Do you really have to get Michael back? It’s cold out here.” Clara asked.
“Yes. I do.” William replied.
“Can’t you tickle him inside?” Clara compromised.
William smirked and started tickling Michael’s socked foot. “Nope.” He replied proudly.
“EEEEEP!” Michael shrieked, tugging his foot. He threw his head back and BURSTEDwith laughter! “NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOT MYHYHY FEHEHEHEHEET!” Michael begged.
“What’s this? Your feet are more ticklish than your armpits? What a strange conundrum.” William teased.
“YOHOHOHOHOU SUHUHUHUHUCK!” Michael shot at him.
“Like a leaf blower? Like a vaccuum? Oooor like a straw?” William teased.
“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Michael yelled back.
“Naaaah...I’ll never shut up- EEEEP!” William’s smooth teasing quickly lost its spark as William felt skittering fingers on his feet. “HAHA- Clara, d-dearest, NO!” William warned suddenly.
William was staring down his mischievous wife, who was holding his ankles and prepared to tickle them. Clara’s smile just widened more as he metaphorically cornered William into a wall. “You must choose, Mr. Afton. Get your feet tickled or perish in our lovely home.” Clara warned, bringing her voice low like a villain.
“No! NO! CLARA! DON’T DO IT!” William begged with a wobbly smile on his face.
Clara’s smirk only grew bigger before she skittered her fingers all over William’s foot. William shrieked and shook his head as laughter spilled out of his mouth like a tap on full force. His kids were just watching with smiles on their faces, while Chris was laying on William’s shirt and bouncing from William’s laughter.
“WeEeEeEeEeEeEe!” Chris exclaimed. Michael and Elizabeth both bursted out laughing at the funny scene.
Even though Michael may have been bullied and teased a little more than the rest, the Afton family still had it’s fun moments. Even though Michael has proved himself to be a clumsy idiot with a record of creating havoc, Michael was still glad to know his father was capable of being embarrassed in front of his family members.
Even if it is something as innocent as tickling…
Later on, Michael got a chance to somewhat bond with his father. He was playing a song on the record player, while he was brushing his hair in front of the mirror, the middle of the living room. Michael still didn’t know why his father would do this, but...he did happen to know the song that he was singing while he brushed his hair.
“🎶Where it began...I can’t begin to knowin’...But then I know it’s growin’ stroooong…Was in the spring...And spring became the summer...Who’d have believed you’d cooome aloooong...🎶” William sang. “🎶Haaaaaaands...Touchin’ haaaaands...Reachin’ oooutt, touching me, touching yooooouuuu-🎶”
Michael decided to join him. “🎶Sweeeet Caroliiine-🎶” Michael sang.
“BWAH BWAH BWAAAH!” William shouted.
“🎶Good times Neveeer seemed sooo goooood…🎶” Michael sang.
“SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!” William shouted.
“🎶IIIII’ve been incliiiined…🎶 BWAH BWAH BWAH! 🎶To believe they never woooould, but...now...I...🎶” Michael and William both sang.
William pointed to Michael. “Alright, alright. 🎶Look at the niiight...And it don’t seem so lonely...We fill it uuup with ooonly twoooo…🎶” Michael sang, before pointing at William.
“Really?” William reacted.
“Yeah! Go!” Michael told him.
“Okay. 🎶And when III hurt...Hurting runs off my shoulders...How can I hurt when hooolding yoooouuu?🎶” William sang, walking up to his wife and holding her hand. “🎶Oooooonne...Touching ooooonnne...Reeaachin’ ooouut, touching meeee, touchin’ yoooooouuuu!🎶” William sang to his wife.
“Awww, Will…” Clara cooed.
“🎶Sweeet Clara-liiiine…🎶” William sang, adding her name within the name Caroline. Clara giggled at this.
“BWAH BWAH BWAAAH!” Michael shouted, completely ruining the gushy moment.
“Michael!” William shouted back.
Clara just bursted out laughing at Michael. “🎶Good times neveeer seemed sooo gooood…🎶” Clara sang.
“SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!” William and Michael both shouted at once.
Clara laughed yet again. “🎶III’ve been incliiiined…🎶 -BWAH BWAH BWAAAH!” Clara sang, before shouting the trumpet part as well.
“YEEEAAAAH!” William and Michael both cheered as Michael ran to them both. “🎶To believe they never would...oh...nooo, nooo…🎶” William and Michael both sang to Clara.
“Awww! My sweet boys!” Clara cooed, cupping one cheek on each of the boys.
“Mooom!” Michael whined, not liking the childish coos. Clara giggled and removed her hand.
“Staaawwwp...You’re making me blush.” William complained, pouting like a child.
Clara giggled and tickled his side in response. "Aww, poor baby." Clara cooed.
William yelped in surprise and threw his hands in front of him. “Noooooo, don’t you dare.” William warned.
Michael chuckled and tickled him too. “I dare.” Michael announced to him.
“NOhoho! Evil!” William reacted. William started pointing to the both of them. “Evil, evil, evil.” He whined.
“Oh? How evil?” Clara asked before squeezing his side.
“Very eVIHIHIL! STAPIT!” William laughed, waving his hands around.
But Michael just squeezed his other side. “Not as evil as me, I’m sure.” Michael teased.
Clara lifted an eyebrow and smirked. “Is that a compliment? Or a challenge?” Clara asked her son as she squeezed her husband’s side a few more times. William started wiggling away, and whimpering with titters in between.
“Both.” Michael replied proudly, squeezing his other side a few more times.
William finally wheezed and breathed in to let out his laughter. “STAHAHAhahap!” William giggled.
“Truce?” Michael offered her mother.
Clara looked at William’s flustered and giggled state. “Perhaps a partnership?”
“Oooooh!” Michael reacted, growing interested. “Okay.” Michael replied before he shook on it.
‘Wait, WHAT?!” William shouted.
“Get him!” Clara shouted to Michael.
Clara and Michael took some spare time to freaking destroy William with tickles. It was long after the song had ended, that William had finally gotten his break. Michael and Clara laid beside him, and it didn’t take long for William to wrap his arms around both of them and tickle them back. Michael and Clara’s laughter filled the room for a good while, before the house soon fell into white noise and panting.
So, Michael began to see his family a little differently. They were loving in their own way, and showed their vulnerable love once in a while. And so, Michael counted the happy memories he had made.
Perhaps one day, he’ll be able to say his family’s pretty alright.
#family fluff#funny michael afton#father-son relationship#sibling rivalry#idiot michael afton#sassy elizabeth afton#ticklefic#switch!william#switch!michael#ler!elizabeth#ler!clara#slight ler!chris
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The Woodchuck Leader Assessment - Chapter 3
DT17 Fanfiction
Summary: When Launchpad’s ability to supervise children is called into question, Dewey tags along on a Junior Woodchuck trip to support his best friend.
Chapter 1
Also cross-posted on fanfiction.net.
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Huey watched his brother leave, then turned to Mr Russell with a scowl. “You didn’t have to talk to Launchpad like that. He’s a good leader, even if he is a little…”
Mr Russell raised an eyebrow. “What, slow?”
Huey looked down at his lap.
“It’s okay, boy, you can say it. I was his Woodchuck leader for nearly a year. I know. And he didn’t learn too much in that time, I can tell you. Just kept recklessly trying though. No matter how many failure badges I’d give him he never got the point that there were some things he just was never going to be able to achieve.”
“We know how many failure badges he has,” said Huey. “He’s shown them to us. And so what? I have one too!” He flashed open his sash.
“As do I,” Violet chimed in.
A smattering of the other Woodchucks nodded in agreement, some of them also opening their sashes to reveal failure badges.
Mr Russell waved a hand as he sunk onto a log by the fire. “Alright, put those away. Do you really want everyone to see?”
Huey and Violet both exchanged glances, some of the other kids dropped their gaze to their laps, and they all hid their badges back beneath their sashes.
“Look, I get it. Nowadays you get a trophy just for turning up. But you want to know why we had failure badges to start with? It’s fine if you have a couple. So do I. You screw up sometimes. And sometimes that’s all it is, a screw up. And sometimes, well sometimes it means you have no damn right to have the badge you’re trying for. If you get twenty failure badges for trying to tie your shoelaces, it probably means you don’t know how to tie your shoelaces. Figured once you got a few too many of them for the one thing, you’d get the point. But there’s a big difference between shoelaces, and failing at first aid, or brain surgery, or, you know, looking after a jingbang of kids who won’t listen to a word you say. I know you all like Launchpad, and I’m not trying to put you in a spot where you won’t have anymore Woodchucks…”
Huey lifted his head. “Wait, no more Woodchucks? What do you mean?”
Mr Russell poked a stick at the fire. “You kids ain’t exactly got people lining up to lead your troop. Part of that is due to Launchpad, but even if he ended up quitting, they’d have a hard time finding a replacement. So you’d think that’d be important to him, to at least try for your sakes, instead of storming off in a pout.”
“I believe he is trying,” said Violet.
No Woodchucks? What would he do without his Woodchucks? Huey crammed the thought down. He could stress about that later; he would be stressing about that later. “Yeah… that’s… that’s not really fair on LP.”
“Fine, I’m sure he’s trying. But that’s part of his problem. He doesn’t know when to quit! He’s going to try to do something he just isn’t capable of, and he’s going to get one of you kids hurt. And, unfortunately for Launchpad, he’s just never been smart enough to figure out when his actions are putting someone in danger, until it’s too late. I’m not yet convinced he still isn’t dangerous. And if he can’t convince me of that, I can’t in good conscious let him take responsibility for you lot.”
“He’s handled responsibility for us just fine,” said Huey. “You just haven’t given him a chance. Just because you knew him as a kid, doesn’t mean���”
“Alright, that’s enough out of you,” Mr Russell snapped. “I think I might have figured out the other reason no one wants to lead your troop. You’re disrespectful and belligerent, and that is far, far too many failure badges between the lot of you. Now, seeing as your responsible leader has decided to lump you all on me, I guess that means I’m giving the orders. So, everyone go to bed!”
***
Halfway up the hill, it started to rain. Doofus had been right. That thought drifted into the overwhelming mess of memories stirring and rattling around in Launchpad’s mind. He’d tried to shut them out all day. Performing his Woodchuck leader duties, even having Jack hover over his shoulder the whole time, it had been distracting enough to keep them at bay.
Right up until Jack had, in front of all Launchpad’s Woodchucks, pulled out what he’d promised was in the past. As soon as Launchpad had crossed him he’d brought it up, and he couldn’t believe he’d been stupid enough to trust him to keep his word.
Launchpad pulled out his keys as he approached the bus, and wiped a hand across his beak as he fumbled for the right one in the misty rain.
“You don’t want to be responsible for something like that do you, Launchpad?”
But if already felt like he was.
Launchpad finally realised he’d left the bus unlocked. He shouldered his way inside, then slumped into one of the seats and let his head rest against the seat in front, eyes squeezed tightly shut. He didn’t want to remember. But it was too late for that.
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“Calvin, cooome on.”
“LP, I said no. Mr Russell says I’m too weak to swim that far. He gave me a failure badge! And you know that’s the end of that.” His friend slumped face-first into his pillow, his cream and brown feathers sticking up in a ruffled heap from the back of his head.
“Mr Russell doesn’t know what he’s talking about. I mean,” Launchpad shuffled around on his bedding to get in front of Calvin. He pulled open the front of his sash. “Look at all my failure badges. He said I couldn’t get the proper badges for these either. ”
“It’s different for you, you’re… insane. And you’re not supposed to show me those,” Calvin mumbled, still face-down.
“But look.”
Calvin sniffed, and sat up. “You have a lot.”
“And I’ve got the proper badges for nearly half of them. It didn’t matter what Mr Russell said. Come on, you can get that swimming badge.”
“He’s not going to let me try again. If I ask, you know he’ll just…” Calvin gulped.
Launchpad knew only too well what Mr Russell would do. Push him too far and he’d tear strips off of you, and if you couldn’t get it through your thick head why you couldn’t get the badge, he’d explain how you fell short, in excruciating detail, in front of all the other kids. It hurt. But Launchpad had long figured out the only way he was going to get the badges was to keep trying, and that meant he had to argue with Mr Russell. So no matter how hard their Woodchuck leader tried to tell him he wasn’t good enough, he’d just stand there and let him slap a failure badge into his palm, and it was just one tiny act of defiance to not break Mr Russell’s gaze when he did it. Even if he did go and cry in his tent afterwards.
It hurt, but it annoyed Launchpad too. Especially when he did it to the other kids. Most never seemed to handle it as well as he did. I mean, it was just a failure badge! None of them had hurt him, even if a few had been a little embarrassing. He just had to get Calvin to see that.
“Come on, Calvin.” Launchpad reached out and squeezed his friend’s arm. “You nearly had it this time. We’ll go and get it, now. We don’t need to ask Mr Russell.”
“It’s the middle of the night.”
“So Mr Russell won’t be able to yell at us, right?”
“The water’s going to be scary in the dark…”
“But it’s dark, so you can’t see it, so it’ll be less scary?”
A frown creased Calvin’s beak, and then his gaze hardened. “That… kind of makes sense. You know what, if you can stand up to Mr Russell, so can I. Let’s do this.”
The two boys grabbed their hats and sneaked out of the camp, towards the river. It had been raining earlier, and in the night air the roar of the rapids further downstream was loud. They couldn’t find the path, but after pushing though a bit of bush, they managed to find their way down to the river, following its roar.
“Are you sure about this, LP? This wasn’t where we were swimming earlier.”
“I’ll go in first, so you won’t be scared.”
“You haven’t got your swimming badge yet either.”
“I can still float! And I’ll try and get it tonight as well.”
The bank was steep and slippery. Launchpad looked down and thought he could see a slash of water below. “You know, that does look a little rough…”
A beam of light whipped through the bushes. “What the hell do you boys think you’re doing?”
Calvin and Launchpad both whirled around. Launchpad felt the earthen bank give underneath his foot. He splashed into the river, the cold bit into him, and water rushed down his throat as the current washed him away. He struggled for the surface. Something snatched at his sash.
Launchpad gasped as his head broke the surface.
“Come on, Launchpad, swim!” Calvin hauled on his collar, striking out with the stroke Launchpad had not yet been able to master towards the bank which was only identifiable by the flashlights that danced along it, shining out over the water.
Rocks slammed into his chest as they hit the edge. The water still tore at them, but there was something to grip onto. Launchpad coughed and spluttered for air. Calvin clung to the bank beside him, wet and bedraggled and doing the same.
“Come on, get back up here!” Mr Russell loomed above them. The bank was steep, and high, and their leader’s outstretched hand was far too far away.
Calvin made a lunge for the hand but slipped back down the muddy bank with a whimper.
“Bloody hell, why did you go and run off… did any of you boys bring a rope?” Mr Russell yelled back over his shoulder. He grumbled, looked about, then undid his belt, looped it around his hand, then hung that down over the side.
Calvin lunged again. This time, he managed to grab the belt and dragged it down. “Come on, LP, grab on.”
Launchpad looked at his friend, wide-eyed, and shook his head. If he let go, even to grab the belt, the torrent would just sweep him away again. Maybe this was something Mr Russell had been right about. He’d never get his swimming badge. He could never swim in something like this.
“Come on, LP. You’re the one who doesn’t know when to quit. We’re nearly out of this; grab the belt!”
“For gods sakes, quit yapping and grab on. You boys are in so much trouble…”
Launchpad could feel his strength fading, his arms growing numb. Calvin gritted his teeth and lunged for his hand, and dragged it over to the belt. “There, you see, you did it…”
Launchpad never knew what it had been. A branch, a loose piece of trash, something, carried by the current. It slammed into them and sent them spinning. Launchpad held onto the belt for dear life. And he felt his friend let go.
Launchpad shot out of the water and into Mr Russell’s lap. Mr Russell shoved him off with a growl and rushed back to the edge.
Launchpad coughed and spluttered, and finally he could breath. He pushed himself to shaky feet. “Calvin, where’s Calvin?”
Mr Russell scanned the river with his flashlight. “Shit. This can’t be happening. He’s still in the water, you idiot!”
“Calvin!” Launchpad spluttered through tears, and lunged for the water.
Mr Russell grabbed him hard and threw him back. “Get away from the water!” Launchpad threw himself at him again, shoving him across the muzzle. Mr Russell tossed him back again, and then cracked the belt hard across Launchpad’s arm.
Launchpad crashed back into the wet leaves, curling into a ball as the belt cracked across his back again and again, the sting biting right through his soaked uniform.
“What. The hell. Were you boys… thinking!”
“Mr Russell, stop! You’re hurting him!” And with the interruption of the other boys, Mr Russell stopped.
Launchpad had curled up on himself, sobbing, because somehow he’d understood his best friend wasn’t coming out of the river. And it was his fault.
He couldn’t remember anything of what happened in between. He’d checked out until the moment he’d heard his father’s voice.
“Get off me!” Launchpad looked up to see his father barreling his way into the mess of paramedics, and parents, and police back at the camp, with two of the other dads all but hanging off his arms as he shrugged them off with a gruff snarl. “I’m not going for him, but you can bloody well get him out of my sight! I’m trying to hug my son!”
And then he’d been in his father’s arms, pressed close against his chest. “I’m so sorry, Launchpad. We should’ve done something about this earlier…. And I’m sorry, I’m going to fix it for you, I promise.”
“Can… can you bring Calvin back?”
“No… no, son.” And his father’s voice broke. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”
***
Launchpad stared at the seatback as the rain drummed heavier on the bus’ roof. His mom and dad had explained to him it wasn’t his fault. He knew that. But they’d also explained to him that he’d still feel like it was, and that was okay, it just meant that he missed his friend. And it still hurt, even now, even though he hadn’t thought about it in years. Jack’s thoughtless comments had brought it all back.
Why the hell had they let Jack back into the Woodchuck’s? It wasn’t even his reaction to what had happened. Launchpad could never in a million years see himself reacting like that, but as a Woodchuck leader now himself, he understood now that Jack had been more scared than angry. And despite all his bullying, it was the only time Jack had ever hit a kid. It was all the cutting words and slapping failure badges into their palms like they should be ashamed of them. Making him feel like nothing, and making the other kids feel like they needed to distance themselves from those less capable. They should’ve booted Jack out for all that long before what happened to Calvin, and he’d tried to tell his parents, but of course they hadn’t listened. Even now, Jack didn’t seem to get the affect his words had. Launchpad was an adult, and they had still hurt him. He shouldn’t have left the kids down there with him. But he couldn’t drum up the courage to go back.
Launchpad stared at his phone sitting in his lap, taken out in a last ditch attempt to distract himself from the memories by thumbing though social media. It only he hadn’t convinced Calvin to try for the swimming badge. If only he could pick up the phone and message him.
Launchpad hung his head as tears filled his eyes.
“LP? You okay?” Dewey stood in the aisle by the door.
Launchpad quickly wiped at his eyes. “Hey. Yeah. Just needed some air.
“That guy is a total jerk.” Dewey slipped into the seat beside him. Yeah, he’d be the same age as Calvin. But Calvin had had about an inch on Launchpad. Dewey was just, so tiny. Because he’d grown, Launchpad again reminded himself. He reached out and ruffled a hand through the boy’s hair.
Dewey grumbled and pushed him off. “LP! I’m trying to be a shoulder to cry on here.”
“I don’t need to cry.” Which wasn’t true. “I’m just… kind of mad…” Which wasn’t exactly untrue. “I’m sorry. I guess it hasn’t been a very fun trip for you to figure out if you want to be a Woodchuck or not.”
“I didn’t come to be a nerdy Woodchuck, no offense. I just thought, with this whole assessment thing, you’d need some moral support.”
“Aw, Dewey…” Launchpad gulped at the lump in his throat.
“Seriously though… what did Mr Russell mean when he said someone drowned? You knew them right? I mean, you didn’t walk out on your Woodchucks because he kept interrupting you.”
Launchpad’s chest tightened as Dewey looked up at him with big eyes. How could he tell him he’d failed his first best friend? He looked away. “Look, it doesn’t matter…”
“It does. Mr Russell has you really on edge. I’m worried about you, and I want to help.”
“You said it yourself; he’s just a jerk.”
“Yeah, but…”
“Maybe you should go to bed. Jack doesn’t need anymore stuff to put in his report, and you should be back at the tents not running around out in the dark all by yourself. You’re going to get me in trouble.”
“In trouble? Launchpad, you’re not a kid anymore. You stood up to him back at the campsite. You’re the one who’s supposed to be in charge, assessment or not, and you don’t have to let him boss you around.”
Launchpad knew what his friend said was true. But he couldn’t face Jack just yet. He couldn’t even face Dewey. “Look… I can’t… yeah, I’m in charge, okay? So just do what I tell you and go to bed!”
Launchpad knew he’d crossed some line when Dewey’s eyes narrowed, and he slipped off the seat beside him. “I’m just trying to help, okay? Like I said I only came here for you. I’ll go to bed.” And he turned and without any further argument, left.
“Dewey…” His departure tugged at Launchpad’s chest. He just wanted to talk to someone. His best friend would understand. But if he didn’t… Launchpad’s clutched at that empty spot on his sash where his swimming badge should have been, and hung his head.
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Chapter 4
#ducktales#ducktales 2017#dt17#launchpad#launchpad mcquack#dt17 launchpad#dewey duck#ducktales fanfiction#dt17 fanfic#disney ducks
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A little Distraction Part 2
This was prompted by the wonderful AO3 users what_on_io, DetReed900 and aguuah! Hope you enjoy it here too, it has been fun to return to a reverse AU again!
Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900, Hancon/Hannor | AU: reverse AU
(Warning: mentioned physical abuse, implied sexual abuse)
tumblr link of part1 not available anymore [Part3] [Part4] [Part5] [>read complete on AO3]
‘Are you alright?‘
Richard watched the android stand in front of the mirror in his hallway next to the door. He was glitching still, motions jerky and disrupted halfway through. Over and over again he touched the gash on the bridge of his nose, then pushed a strand of hair back. Richard wasn’t sure whether it was a software error causing him to go through the same idle animations or if it was a nervous tick. Maybe it was both, he thought. He had underestimated how human they could be before. No surprise they would suffer from human problems too.
‘Y-y-yes.’ Gavin turned away from the mirror. ‘I doooon’t know h-h-how to bind a tie.’
Richard huffed amused and took a step forwards. The android stepped back immediately. ‘I can help you with it’, Richard offered then, staying where he was. Gavin played with the seam of his shirt. It was at least one size too big for him, but it was a lot better than the torn clothing from before. He looked… cute? He definitely looked cute, but the more prominent impression was that he looked lost.
The android stood in the hallway of a house he didn’t know in clothing that wasn’t his own with a stranger. Richard dared to say he knew the feeling all too well. Everyone he had ever met felt like a stranger to him no matter how much time they spent.
‘No. I can figure it out myself.’
Richard watched him struggle tying a knot and as he finally managed to get the order of loops right, it still looked lopsided and messy. The android’s shoulders slumped in a jerky motion and Richard’s eyes rested on his LED. It had never changed from red, but he thought to see it speed up.
‘You don’t have to wear one at all’, he tried gently then. ‘My brother always calls me an uptight idiot with a stick up his ass.’
The android flinched at his words but relaxed a bit as Richard laughed to himself. ‘You know what? I won’t wear one either, it’s stupid.’
He hurried to untie his and undo the first button of his shirt. Then he threw the tie on his disused phone counter and took his keys. With some hesitation Gavin undid his too and put it on the counter neatly folded, careful not to touch anything but the fabric although his hands were shaking and trembling in malfunctions.
‘You don’t have to accompany me’, he tried again. ‘If you are this nervous.’
‘I-I-I’m not nervous!’, Gavin called out. ‘I’m just broken! And… And… Phck!’
‘Hey, it’s okay. You can tell me.’
‘Phck you! What the h-h-hell is your prooooblem? Wh-wh-what do you want fr-fr-fr-fr-from meeee?’
‘I don’t want anything-‘
‘No! What is your-r-r intentiooon? Tell me. You want me to become yoooour house-m-m-maid? You want someone to phck? Someone wh-wh-who has to obey you? S-s-s-s-someoooone who can’t say no? What do you want? Why d-d-d-did you take me from the scraaaapyard?’
Richard sighed and turned around to lean against the wall. He looked to the ceiling, holding eye-contact and telling the truth about his feelings impossible for him.
‘I want to help you. That’s really all there is. I’m a cop. I’m supposed to do good, but all I see is me making life worse for people who had never gotten a chance most of the time. I refuse to believe people become drug dealers and robbers on their own terms. Too often I think I’m just taking care of the symptoms of a failing system and usually that’s when I get drunk and my brother has to pull me out of some ditch. So okay, you want to hear I’m some terrible human that wants to use you? Fine. Yes, I want to use you to make myself feel better. To know I did some true good in this world, okay? I don’t really have friends because I’m who I am. I have problems keeping up contact with my brother. The last time I saw someone happy because of what I’ve done was… Fuck, I don’t know anymore. And I know, that’s my own fault for not getting out there more, for not talking more to those who like me and for overthinking every friendly word. But I can’t change that.’ He sighed deeply and let himself sink to the ground. ‘Hell, taking you away from that scrapyard was a heat of the moment decision because I was fed up with… everything, I guess. I wanted to change something. And if it’s just changing up my own routine a bit. So there you have it. What’s your verdict, huh?’
He felt the android looking at him, but he didn’t lift his head. Incredibly silent he finally got an answer: ‘You are broken too.’
Richard huffed. ‘Maybe. Wait… Too?’
He heard the android glitch, servos whirring from wrong instructions. Then the android was sitting next to him – still at a save distance but closer than before.
‘I once had a faaaaamily. I-I-I-I was bought as a home s-s-s-security system with the aaaaadded benefit of having a fully functionaaaal caretaker program inst-st-st-stalled. He was divorced, I never found out whyyyy. I knew he had kids and tried to get them b-b-b-back and that he had severe anger-issues. Maybe he had been violeeeeeeeent, I don’t know. I only knew he was lonely, that’s why he got meeee. I was his only company until he met someone. A s-s-s-single mother with two kids. He was lovely to them. But he was aaafraid to lose them like his last family, soooo-‘ Gavin’s voicebox broke off and Richard looked up. The android had hugged his arms around his torso.
‘Wheneeeeeever h-h-h-he waaas angry, he-he-he’ The malfunctions of his vocal box got worse, so Richard said what he doubted the android could vocalise: ‘He beat you so he didn’t hit his wife or kids.’
Gavin nodded, hugging himself closer. ‘It was f-f-fine, my mission was to p-p-p-protect the family. And b-b-by letting him do as pleased I- I kept them saaaafe.’
Richard waited, but the silence stretched. ‘How did you end up on the scrapyard?’
‘Deviancy. He heaaaard other androids in myyy situation disobey and a-a-a-attacking their humans. He was scared. He drove me a-a-away to the s-s-scrapyard. Heee told me- He p-p-promised me to come back. Said I should wait f-f-for him. That he would cooome back for me when h-h-he was ready to face the con-con-consequences of his actions.’
‘But aren’t you deviant? Why did you stay?’, Richard asked.
‘I’m d-d-deviant. I deviated because I thought I w-w-was family. But he didn’t trust me and j-j-just duuumped me there. I stayed because I still believe he was a good person. He had a problem h-h-he didn’t seek heeeelp for. But he cared a lot about his family. Juust not about m-m-me.’
Richard sighed. ‘I can bring you back to the scrapyard if you want to keep waiting’, he offered. ‘I’m sorry, if you-‘
‘No. D-d-don’t be sooorry for wanting to heeelp’, Gavin interrupted. ‘And l-l-like you said, I doubt he would cooome. I w-w-waited for so long. Maybe it’s time for… change.’
‘How can I help then?’ Richard focussed on Gavin’s eyes for once and they found his as if establishing connection.
‘You already did. C-c-caring about me. Helping me. Noooot wanting something back. I… would you mind me st-st-staying? As a test maaaybe?’
Richard smiled. ‘Sure. I think some company would do me good as well.’
Gavin looked away and nodded to himself. ‘Then it’s a deal. But I can go whenever I w-w-want?’
‘Of course.’
Gavin let his head hit the wall behind him and for the first time the movement didn’t cause any glitches in the rest of his body. He even closed his eyes. It was a whole new display of relaxation and Richard took it in, surprised and intrigued by it.
Then Richard’s phone disturbed the silence. He took it out and answered, grimacing as he heard Connor’s voice.
‘Nines, I know you said you would be late, but please tell me you are coming sometime this century! The food’s getting cold and Hank’s the only one to keep me from driving over to you and pulling you with me personally! I swear, if you are not already on your way, then I’ll-‘
‘We are already outside!’, Richard lied and got an amused huff from the android next to him. ‘I’m opening the door as we speak, but I can’t drive with a phone in my head as you should know, so I’ll end the call now.’
‘Nines, you have your location on, I can see you’re still at home, I dare you, don’t lie to me agai-‘
Richard ended the call seriously scared of what Connor was threatening to do to him. They better hurried to Connor’s Christmas dinner. He opened the door and jumped out, cursing as he realised that he had forgotten to put on any shoes. Gavin appeared at his side, throwing them towards him and walking towards the car, shaking his head.
‘D-d-d-definitely broken’, he commented chuckling.
[>next part]
#detroit become human#dbh#dbh reverse AU#Reed900#RK900#Gavin Reed#human RK900#android Gavin#Connor dbh#RK800#damn I loved this story so much when I wrote it last year#It's weird and funny at the same time to get back to these projects through the archive project on AO3#Because I see my old writing style and see how much I've changed#I didn't get better I think but my style got more fluent#I think#Anyways I'm back and I love reverse AUs far too much#A shame the hype about them is gone and not many new stories are written for it now that the artists are gone#But well I have a few long stories up my sleeve that will be fun
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arrogant son of a bitch, JJ Maybank
masterlist in bio
a.n: i wrote this around april ?? i don't really know, but it deleted when i deactivated and im posting it again, if you feel it familiar that's probably why :) english is not my first language so i apologise in advance for any mistake.
words count: 1,8k
warnings: cursing ?? other than that idk
(gif not mine if it's yours please tell me so i can give you credits)
The alarm on your phone went off letting you know it was time to get up and help your mum at work. After getting dressed with a loose lavender dress and a pair of sneakers you exited your room and poured yourself a cup of coffee just to afterwards cross the little door besides the fridge and get into the family clothing store and finding your mum placing some shirts near the building entrance.
- "Hi" you mouthed taking a sip of the drink while walking towards the desk.
- "Good morning sweetheart" she smiled without stopping doing what she was doing "how did you sleep" this time she quickly glanced at you.
- "Like an angel" you answer and she giggled.
The morning went by slow, even though you were one of the few countable with one hand clothing stores in the island, the beginning of summer was almost a month ago and most of the residents had already bought their clothes for this season.
You looked at the time on your phone. It was half past ten in the morning when one of your friends, who you were starting to find kinda attractive as the summer went by, entered the store with a big smile on his face.
- "JJ!" your mum happily said as she walked towards him and hugged him, she loved JJ, "it's been so long since the last time I've seen you around!" she let go of him and he came closer to the desk where you were sitting.
- "it really has" he said while looking at you and smiling.
- "what brings you here?" you asked with your hand placed on your chin as support.
- "Well, John B had this amazing idea of a pic-nic at the beach, so i came over to see if your mum would be gentle enough to let us borrow you for the rest of the day?" he said and you both turned your heads towards her, "i promise to bring her myself back here before ten p.m all in one piece" she kept looking at you two with her eyes furrowed, "pleeaasee i'm begging you" your mum laughed at JJ's words.
- "i want her back by nine p.m" your best friend looked at you and you just grinned at him.
- "nine thirty?" JJ asked with his eyes wide opened waiting for a yes as an answer.
- "fine, nine thirty it is" your mum gave in and he yelled a 'woohoo' while throwing his hands on the hair and running to where your mum was to give her a kiss in the cheek.
- "thank you so much" he said to her.
- "yes yes whatever, go inside and look for something to eat and share with everyone else" you smiled at her and entered the house with JJ following you behind.
You went to your room and put on a yellow bikini, took the backpack you usually used and threw a towel and your suncream inside of it. JJ helped you prepare some sandwiches and then walked through the store to say bye to your mum and go out to the street.
He approached his bike and you followed him as he handed you a helmet.
After a short ride you two arrived at John's B house.
- "You're not as afraid of the bike as you were before" JJ said to you while he took his helmet out.
- "i think so, i've got used to it" he smiled to you and together walked to the beach were your friends were, Kiara was laying down on the sand with Pope and John B was coming out of the water.
- "Y/N" your girl friend ran to you with open arms to hug you since you hadn't seen each other in like three days and you were inseparable.
- "I've missed you kie" you giggled as you hugged her too.
A few hours had gone by and now you were sitting on the sand next to your best friend while eating the sandwiches you and JJ had prepare before and watching the boys surf.
- "where's Sarah?" you asked, she wasn't there when you arrived but thought she might go later, she didn't.
- "she couldn't come today, something about a trip with her father i think, JB didn't say too much" Kiara said before eating the last portion of her sandwich.
You smiled at JJ as you saw how he was nailing one of the waves.
- "what's up with you two" your friend asked and looked at you.
- "what do you mean" you stopped looking at the boy you had a crush on to look back at Kie.
- "You perfectly know what i'm talking about Y/N, these past three days we barely saw JJ and you because you were hanging out together, this morning he was all excited about going to your house so he could, and i exactly repeat 'ask your mum in person' if you could come here, which is completely silly cause we both know she would never say no" you laughed at that last part.
- "we're just amazing friends Kie, that's it" you said turning your head towards JJ again, he was looking at you two too and waved with his right hand.
- "friends don't look at other friend's the way you look at each other" she smiled and tried to make you look at her, thing she did, "you like him, don't you" you could not help the little smile in your face as you scrunched your nose, "you do! oh my god you really do!" you faced her, "you have to tell him, right now!" Kiara grabbed your face between your hands.
- "you know i can't there's a specific rule about that" you tried to speak as your friend did not let go of your face.
- "oh come on! that rule is the most stupid thing i've ever heard!" you blanked your eyes at her and she finally let go of you.
- "even if that rule didn't exist i'm pretty sure he doesn't feel the same"
- "who doesn't feel the same about what Y/N?" JJ asked as he walked towards you two and sat down, you looked at him as he took your towel out of your backpack and used it to dry his face, "because if it is me about feeling completely mesmerized about how beautiful you are i have to say that you're wrong" he smiled at you.
- "you arrogant son of a bitch!" you yelled at him while laughing. Kiara looked at you and winked her left eye before getting up and go running to the water.
- "so? what is it? my eyes?" he opened his eyes wide open "my beautiful and soft hair?" he ran his hand through his hair, you just kept looking at him play silly "or is it my abs?" he slapped his belly.
- "oh shut up!" you rolled your eyes at him and he just laughed at you.
- "no, seriously i want to know" you stopped looking at him and laid down on the sand, JJ copied your actions "ok, so if you're not gonna tell me what you like about me, i'm going to tell what i like about you" he turned over, now his back was facing the setting sun.
- "COOOME OOON, DON'T DO THIS TO ME, KIARA COME BACK PLEASE" you screamed as you covered your face with your hands.
- "sshhh, can you please not be dramatic for once in your life?" you still had your face covered but you could feel JJ gaze on it, "first of all you're the most careful person i've ever met, you always make sure everyone is ok and having a great time, you have amazing taste in music, your hair smells so good-"
- "oh my god have you stopped yet?" you laughed a little.
- "almost, you're an amazing cooker, you've the most amazing mum of all, i'm pretty sure there's no woman as beautiful as you are-"
- "finished?" your hands still on your face.
- "and one more thing" he lifted up one of his fingers in the air.
- "thank god" you took your hands of your face and looked at JJ who was smiling at you.
- "the Wi-Fi signal in your house is" he pecked his lips with his hand which made you burst on laughing and he too, "now, tell me what are the things you like about me".
- "i like" you kept looking at him with a frown on your face to make it seem as if you were thinking, "i like your name" you teased him.
- "my name? really?" you nodded, "i say all these beautiful things about you and that's what i get back?" you nodded again with a little grin on your lips, "you're gonna pay for this woman".
He quickly got up, grabbed you and positioned you over his shoulder as he started running towards the ocean, your friends were watching the scene.
- "JJ DON'T PUT ME DOWN THE WATER IS FREEZING" you yelled while 'punching' his back.
- "and what you gonna do if i do put you down?"
- "i'll kick your ass you pretty boy" you stopped punching his back.
- "i'd actually like to see that" instantly he jumped on the water with you still on his arms.
You two came out of the water facing each other. JJ hugged you when he saw that you were shivering.
- "now tell me, do you like eyes?" you nodded, "and my hair?" you kept nodding because you were so cold that talking was hard, "and what about my abs" you nodded again and he smiled and looked at you without breaking the embrace.
- "your Wi-Fi is pretty shitty tho" you said between shivers, he laughed and finally kissed you, JB and Pope were yelling lots of 'woohoo' and Kiara screamed 'FINALLY YOU BITCHES I HATE YOU' to which JJ and you smiled through the kiss.
The rest of the evening went fast, you ate some cookies Kiara had made and drank a little bit of beer. And at nine twenty five JJ and you said goodbye to your amazing friends and he took you to your house, arriving exactly at nine thirty and in one piece as he had promised your mum that morning, but he didn't leave for another ten minutes you spend just making out outside.
- "I knew i had heard JJ's bi-" your mum came out of the store while you two were still kissing and fast pulled away "oh, ok, i'll go back inside, food's ready by the way" she turned back and entered the store again.
JJ and you started crazily laughing and he pressed his forehead against yours.
- "i'll see you tomorrow?" he asked looking into your eyes.
- "of course you will pretty boy" you gave him a little peck on the lips and entered the store while he watched your every move and smiled.
#obx jj#jj x y/n#jj maybank#jj outer banks#jj imagine#jj obx#jj one shot#obx fanfiction#obx x reader
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HeliosR - Akira Otori Card story “The way of a genius dealer”
Translation of Akira Otori’s 3* ‘’Mission Of CASINO’’ card story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.
Staff A: Newbie! Bring this coin case over there
Akira: Oh, gotcha~
Akira: And hup…. Thought that being a trainee dealer at a casino would be an easy job but, it’s more taxing than I thought it’d be. Even though I’m confident in my strength, I’m pretty tired….
???: Is this already exhausting for you or what, newbie.
Akira: Haaah?
Akira: Eh, it’s the lil’ brat. What’s up, wasting time?
Junior: FUCK! I ain’t wasting time! I came to see if you’re capable of doing your job properly
Akira: You’re for real a worrywart. You know I’m the guy that turned that bastard of a giant squid upside down on a deserted island? This ain’t even enough to wear me out. I’m different than you are, lil’ brat
Junior: STOP calling me that!
Junior: Besides, you don’t even know how to talk properly in the first place. Be respectful towards the staff and customers. Honestly, you’re the number one grunt in this entire business at the moment.
Junior: I’m your superior here. To hell with that ‘lil’ brat’ goddamnit
Akira: Yes yes, you’re a lil’ brat~
Junior: FuuuUUUCK!!!!!
Staff A: Oi, anyone here! Come clean up this table.
Junior: Yeah! I’ll take care of it!
Staff: Ah, Leonard. You’re a lifesaver for being quick on the job
Junior: This is merely a trainee’s job! I’ll have it cleaned immediately!
Akira: ……….
Akira: (He can sure do his job, huh. No, I can do that much just as well….)
Staff B: Oi, who the hell left this coin case here!
Akira: Ah, it was me. I was told to bring it here….
Staff: Oi oi, what are you doing. I said it had to be brought over there
Akira: Eh!? For real!?
Staff A: Man… open up your ears. Also, after you finish up over there, clean the tables in the back. Oh, and that equipment left there should get brought back to the storage-
Akira: Wai- Hold o-....
Junior: I’ll take care of it!
Akira: !
Junior: Akira, you’ll carry this case. I’ll deal with cleaning the tables and putting the tools back.
Akira: Ye-yeah…
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Akira: (.....I feel like, I’m constantly getting carried by Junior. To avoid getting suspected we paired up as a senior who’s teaching his junior how to get around here but…..)
Akira: (It’s just supposed to be something made up, the fact that he’s better at this than I am….)
Akira: Grrrrrrr~~~~
???: Oooi, that trainee over there. Don’t be sitting around groaning, come over here
Akira: Coooming
Akira: ---Eh, it’s you, Keith. Junior said it’d be better to not talk much to you. Because we gotta investigate where we can while doing our jobs.
Keith: Aah, ain’t like I called ya for the special mission or something. There’s just something I have to ask of you, Newbie-kun
Akira: Yeah? What is it that you want
Keith: Can’t ya like, bring me something to drink? Alcohol…. is what I wanted to ask for but, they wouldn’t tolerate it if I were drunk while accompanying the customers, so fetch me a soda. One that ain’t sweet
Akira: Go get that yourself. I’m busy here
Keith: It should’ve been said that a trainee dealer has to listen and do as the dealer says so when you got employed, y’know~
Akira: Grrr….
Akira: Anyway, we’re on a special mission and you’re no different at all. Brad had said that you were barely reporting back...
Keith: There’s been chances to be in charge of special missions before this, ain’t anything special to get this excited ‘bout it
Akira: What!? If you can't get excited about special missions, then when will you. Though I do get fired up about normally going on patrol, or any normal missions too
Akira: But I mean, a special mission is like….. special!
Keith: What’s up with rookies yearning for these special missions~? Junior said the same thing to me.
Keith: Well then, what are your thoughts on the casino infiltration?
Akira: Uum, haven’t been able to do anything undercover investigation-ish yet….
Akira: ...But, I do get that being a trainee dealer is harder than I thought. I didn’t expect Junior to properly do his job….
Akira: Aaah. Maybe it’d been better if I said that I wanna get hired as a dealer too
Keith: Huh? Didn’t ya take the dealer test during the job interview? I’m sure got told that it was outta the question for Junior when he took it
Akira: I said that I’d be a trainee dealer from the beginning.
Akira: I’m happy that it was as a dealer ‘cuz it felt like I was actually infiltrating a casino but, Brad had said I didn’t need to take that test.
Akira: I was told that I had to immediately go undercover, there was no time to memorize any rules….
Akira: Had to lie how I had no family or no job too, the lower the chance of getting exposed the better, basically.
Keith: Well, doesn’t seem like it’s something you’d pull off, y’know
Akira: Really now? There’s nothing I can’t do. Don’t assume that I’m not able to pull it off from the beginning.
Keith: ……..
Akira: AWRIGHT! I’ll quickly put an end to this undercover investigation, get promoted to a dealer. Nothing is impossible for a genius like me!
Akira: Open up your eyes, Keith! This soon-to-be-dealer will bring your drink at once!
Keith: Ah, haha…. Guess I’ll get on the move before Akira messes up, eh?
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Imagine Reader/Sebastian Part 6
I may or may not have exagerated on the size of this chapter heheh.... sorry
Previous part here: https://delightfulstarlightparadise.tumblr.com/post/629648429892665344/before-we-start-i-once-again-remind-you-that
I would like to remind you that English is not my main language, but I am doing my best.
You spend all morning collecting parsnips, but you get a very nice price for them at Pierre’s, enough to cover both your hospital and saloon bills, and also buy some food for the farm. It is a little less than what you used to make in a week, but you feel really nice about yourself.
You are happily walking back to the farm when you hear someone calling you.
“Did I get your name right?” a blonde girl says coming down the stairs that lead to the fountain in the community center. “I really wanted to take a look at you. Emily had told me you were very good-looking.”
You turn to her and see that she is analyzing you from head to toes. This makes you feel a little vulnerable.
“I guess under all that dirt and with some different clothes you might actually look pretty nice.” she says.
“Excuse-me?!” is the only thing you can stutter behind a gag of disbelief.
“I am Haley. My sister is the crazy blue haired girl that works at Stardrop.” she says.
You can’t even bring yourself to greet her.
“I guess you won’t be much of a menace, then.” she speaks just like those mean girls you thought were only seen in movies. “See you around.”
The same sudden way she came, she goes away, charmingly walking in heels, moving her hips in an 80’s movie sexy way.
“Told you being weird over here is nothing.”
You look behind your shoulder and Sebastian is smoking , coming from the bus stop path.
“You know, Sam kicked me in a place that hurts this morning and I think somehow it is your fault.” he says without even greeting you. “Did you say something about the crush I told you?”
“I just asked.” you say, shrugging.
“How are you?” he asks.
“Fine. Why?”
“Because. Isn’t it something normal people ask when they meet?” he lets go the cigarette smoke almost in your face, he doesn’t seem to care about here the smoke is going. “Also, I overheard my mom and Maru talking about you being in the hospital yesterday. Did you drink too much again? We already have two alcoholics in town.”
“It was nothing like that. I just...” met a wizard and drank a green potion he gave me? That seemed to support more his theory of what happened. “... had an insulation?”
“Yeah... don’t push yourself too hard.” he says. “See you around, drunk farmer.”
“Bye gingerbread.” you reply with a whisper.
He freezes at his spot as if he was just hit in the stomach and slowly turns to you over his shoulder.
“What did you just say?” his voice i s rough.
“Nothing.” you say with a giggle.
“No, no. Repeat that. I heard you say it.”
“I didn’t say anything.” you shrug . “I better be going, I still have to eat lunch, I don’t wanna pass out somewhere else, again.”
“You are that fucking kid that used to hang around with Alex and call me gingerbread man, weren’t you?” he says. “I fucking hated you back then.”
“That is why you tried to kill me?”
His infuriated expression was quickly overrun by a nervous one.
“I didn’t try to kill you, it was an accident. And I saved you.” he says looking sideways a bit ashamed.
“You don’t call me what you just did, I don’t tell her you used to be a red hair.” you say.
“Her?... ABBY?! HELLO.”
Abigail shows up from behind Sebastian, holding his hips as if she was trying to scare him. It actually worked because he turned red right away.
“Hi Seb . Hey farmer! What are you doing?” she says.
“Hello. I was going home.” you say.
“The two of you are getting along well, right?” she says and you can feel something weird in her voice. “It is the third time I see you hanging out.”
“We used to know each other.” you say and Sebastian sends you the most infuriated and threatening look you have ever seen.
“I see...” she says, looking a little worried. “Did I interrupt something? Do you want me to leave?”
“No, it is fine. I was just leaving.” you say and organize your food packages in your hands. “See you later.”
“Wait a moment!” Sebastian says. “Abby, excuse-us just a second.”
Sebastian hugs you from your shoulders and takes you a little further from Abigail, that keeps staring at you both, curious.
“You don’t ever tell anyone I was ginger. EVER.” he whispers by your ear. “Neither how you used to call me. Got it?”
“Or what?” you say, bumping into his chest with your shoulder and smirking.
He steps away impressed with your strength. He stares at you as if he is about to do something that he doesn’t even know what is.
“Relax. I was just kidding.” you say, and wave at Abigail. “See you around.”
“Hey y/n wait!” Abigail calls. “We are gonna play videogames at Sam tonight, come too.”
Sebastian chokes at his own breath and you start feeling very anxious over the invite.
“I have... something... I...” you stutter.
“Come on!” she says, coming closer to both of you. “It is going to be fun, like that day in the saloon. Tell the farmer to come, Sebastian.”
“Cooome...” he says in a VERY sarcastic way.
“I... I will see about that.” you say very quickly. “I really need to go now.”
“Sebastian will pick you up when he is coming! He will be there at seven!” she says in such a firm way you don’t even know what to reply.
“Abby, what the...” Sebastian whispers at her.
“Didn’t you say Sam had a crush on the farmer.” she whispers back. “Let’s help him!”
“Yeah, but he likes Penny, now.”
“Oh, come on, Penny... so boring.”
It couldn’t be possible that they thought you were not listening to them. She keeps insisting and even pokes him on his ribs until he agrees to her.
“I will pick you up.” he says.
“O...k...” you say in a very uncomfortable way.
You go away living the two of them behind and, as you look over your shoulder you can see Sebastian discreetly lowering his face... maybe for a kiss? Were these two dating after all?
You quickly think that this is none of your business and when Sebastian comes over your house you can find an excuse for that unwanted social interaction.
When you arrive your house, there is a man sitting on your porch. He wears an eyepatch and a long cape, just like some character from a videogame.
You stand still by the gate while staring at him, wondering why can’t you avoid social interactions AT ALL in that town. As he sees you, he stands up in a very noble posture and greets you:
“Good afternoon, y/n. I am Marlon, the Adventure’s guild master.”
“The what, now?” you mutter.
You remember Linus saying something about that man but... couldn’t he be just some crazy guy? If a man dressed up like that in Zuzu city came towards you saying he was of some Guild, you would probably runaway. Maybe you should find a way to lock that gate on your farm...
“Linus told me you had a battle with a Wilderness golem.” he says. “And that you were very brave.”
That was not what happened, but you didn’t really know what to tell him.
He slid his cape to the side, letting you see an old and rusty sword that he, then, handed to you. It was very light, but you felt unease about being holding a white weapon that could easily hurt someone.
“Here, it is for your protection at night.” he said. “Also, if you enter the mines, you will certainly need it.”
You just nod at him, as yo u don’t know what to reply.
“I can see in your eyes you have the adventurous spirit in you. I will tell you! If you can slay 10 slimes I will give you a pass to the guild.”
“If I can what?” you think to yourself as you shake your head in agreement.
“Farewell my fellow adventurer.” he says, and leaves as if he is a knight going for battle.
When you see he is far enough you immediately let go the sword, letting it carve on the ground in front of your porch. You didn’t want any of these!
You get inside your house, but the memory of the Wilderness golem attack comes to your mind as soon as you see Dog l yi ng on the carpet, he is waving his tail at the sight of you, and you notice that he has a scratch on his back. You hadn’t stopped to take a good look at him before. You feel bad for him having gotten hurt while defending you.
You get back outside and grab the sword.
“Come here boy, let’s give you a shower and take care of this injury.”
You take a long time bathing Dog and then making a bandage on the hurt spot... and you forget to eat again... Dog is probably hungry too, it’s a nice thing you bought some dog food for him. As for you, maybe you should microwave a pizza.
You hear a knock at the door.
“What is it now, someone bringing me some bows and arrows? A fucking witch?” you say to yourself while getting to the door.
As you open up, you face Sebastian staring at you with a sneering face. He looks really good, the hair is a little less messy and he is wearing a black shirt and a leather jacket instead of the usual hoodie you see him in.
“What the hell were you talking about?” he asks between dragging and exhaling the smoke of his cigarette.
“Damn it. I forgot.” you say. “Look, I can’t go, I haven’t eaten yet.”
“I can wait, I am early. Besides, I am taking some snacks too.” he says.
“Why don’t you just... say I was not feeling ok? Please.” you insist, trying to slowly close the door.
“Abby won’t fall for that. And... Sam was pretty excited when I told him you were going, I don’t want to disappoint him.” he replies pushing the door open and getting inside.
He stops at the sight of your cottage. Just a little room with a bed, a table and a chair. The smallest fridge he had ever seen (for sure you had seen too) an old tv , a microwave and a small bathroom. That was all.
“You should get my mom to upgrade this house sometime.” he says without any regard to whether that would sound rude or not.
“Do I look like I have that kind of money?” you reply with a little frown.
He sits on the only chair available and puts the package he is carrying on the table, beside a... helmet.
“Aw man...You did not came by bike, did you?.” you say anxiously. “I am not riding with you, you can tell them anything, I am not going.”
“Hey what is your deal with motorcycles?” he says. “I will ride safely, don’t worry.”
You cross your arms and take a deep breath.
“It is... personal.” you say.
He stares at you seemingly worried but then he just looks to the other side and nods.
“Ok then. We walk and then I come pick up my bike.” he says.
You sigh as you see that he is probably not going away without you.
“Wait there, I will dress up.” you say with your head down.
You get to the bathroom and take a quick shower, then dress up with one of the only nice set of clothes you have left, you tide up your hair (and maybe put on some make up if you like it). You don’t have any perfume left, so you can only hope that the shower was enough to get off the smell of dirt from the farm.
When you get out of the bathroom you see Sebastian glance at you, quite surprised, but he quickly stands up and gets the package with snacks from the table. You realize this is probably the first time anyone sees you and you are not tired from a long trip or all covered in farm dirt.
As the two of you are leaving, you look at the sword behind your headboard and wonder if you shouldn’t take it with you, just in case... but he would probably think you are even weirder for doing so. You remember Linus saying the town’s folk are protected by some spell, so you hope being with Sebastian helps those monsters from attacking you... but maybe...
“Hey, what is taking so long?” he says.
“How weird would you think I am if I brought a sword along?” you ask.
Sebastian stares at you a little surprised.
“What, have you met any slimes around the forest? I guess spring is also their breeding season.” he says. “But you don’t have to ask me anything about it. You do as you please, I don’t judge you.”
He scratches his neck a little blushed.
“Abby sometimes brought a sword to your farm when we came here.”
You get impressed that Sebastian talks about slimes, but you then remember what Linus said about some magic in the valley that made people think those magic things were normal. You feel very relieved to be able to bring the sword with you.
It is kind of a long walk and Sebastian smokes two entire cigarettes along the way. You walk in silence until you arrive the forest entrance of the city, where you can see a blue house with a navy sign above the door, not far away.
You then see that a man is staggering from the road to your direction, holding a can of beer. He is grunting and does not seem to see either you or Sebastian coming in the opposite direction. Sebastian pulls you aside so you get out of the man’s way.
“What?” he says, staring at you. “What did you say?”
“Nobody said anything, Shane.” Sebastian replies. “We are just going to Sam’s house.”
“They keep staring at me, I don’t know what these people keep looking. Why they don’t leave me alone...” he mutters while passing beside you.
As he says this you notice that you WERE in fact staring him and you feel a little bad about it. Maybe that is why the man engaged in such a rude talk. You saw a lot of people like him in the streets of Zuzu city.
“Don’t worry about him.” Sebastian says, and signs for you to keep walking.
Something about that man pulls your attention and you keep looking at him until he disappears in the forest.
“Is he ok?” you ask. “Is it ok to let him go like that. Isn’t that forest dangerous?” you ask.
“He gets like this every night... never died.” Sebastian says shrugging. “He works with Sam.”
You think that is very bad of him to say something like that, but you think again, if you were willing to do anything to help anyway. You continue to walk to Sam’s house.
“Why are they taking so long?” you hear a worried whisper.
Abigail and Sam are waiting for you outside his house. She looks absolutely stunning with a nice black dress and a denim jacket. Sam is wearing some stay-home shorts and a T-shirt and when he sees you and Sebastian arrive, he gets quite embarrassed.
“Man, what do you think I invited you to do?! It is just videogames! Why are you guys all dressed up?” he complains. “Now I feel like I have to put on some pants.”
“You look fine.” Sebastian says and pushes the snacks packages against his chest. “Go get us some food, y/n haven’t eaten yet.”
None of them seem to care about the sword you are caring on your waist.
You get inside and it is quite a charming home, it seems to have been tied up very carefully and gently. A ginger lady (that was quite a ginger town) was seated on the couch watching TV while that boy who kicked a ball on your had some days before was playing with toys on the floor.
“Abby!! Seb ! Ah... and y/n!” Vincent say very happily.
He runs towards Abigail and hugs her legs, then Sebastian fist bumps him. He stops in front of you and waves, uncertain of what to do, but showing a small smile.
“Good night Mrs. Jodi.” both Sebastian and Abigail say.
“Good night.” you follow, in a clumsy way.
“Oh, hi kids!! Welcome!” she replies with a smile. “Hello y/n, nice to finally meet you. I am happy that you are already friends with my son.”
You nod and try to smile, once again, uncertain of what to do, but Sebastian just pushes you forward to the direction of Sam’s room.
“You are a social disaster.” he whispers at you.
“Don’t tell me!” you reply.
“You are not much better wi th people yourself.” Abigail says. “ I don’t think you get to say anything about the farmer.”
“ Yeah, but I chose to be this way” he replies.
Sam suddenly grabs you by the shoulders and excitedly yells that combination of your names he made up during the snooker game.
“Let’s team up y/n!!”
“Aw man, I wanna team up with the farmer! Sebastian doesn’t know how to do teamwork.” Abigail complains.
“Why do you think I chose y/n??” Sam replies, showing her his tongue in a very childish way.
A loud noise comes from your stomach, and you go red with shame while hiding your face between your hands. Abjgail let go a giggle while Sam slowly steps back , heading outside his room, probably to the kitchen to grab you something to eat.
He comes back full handed with bowls of snacks, sauce and some soda bottles, but for you he gives a plate of what seems to be a complete dinner. This makes you even more embarrassed.
“Don’t worry, my mom always makes too much food.” He says with a smile.
While you are eating, and it is absolutely delicious, both you and Abigail watch while Sam and Sebastian play a combat game . Sebastian wins two of the three rounds but not as easily as he won in snooker a couple of days before. Abigail, then, takes Sam's control. She wins the first round but Sebastian is way too good in the game and beats her the same way he did to Sam.
“Your turn now, farmer.” Abigail says, handing you the control.
“I wouldn’t even bother…” Sebastian brags , putting the control on his lap and cracking his fingers.
You wipe your mouth with a napkin and take the control, then choose one of the tiniest characters in the game.
“Are you kidding? Chose another character, this one sucks.” Sebastian says.
“But it is so cute.” You reply. “I wanna play with it.”
“Suit yourself. This is gonna be quick.” He replies.
You smirk while pulling the control closer to your body. The screen announces the beginning of the match and you quickly start pressing a combination of buttons that is so well memorized you don’t even need to think about what you are doing. Your character hops around the screen punching and kicking Sebastian's and it is so fast that his character can’t hit it with their strikes. Just a few minutes later the screen announces your flawless victory.
Sebastian drops the control on his lap, staring at the screen in disbelief, he then turns to you in a mix of anger and awe. You can’t contain a victorious smile.
“Wow! I didn’t even know this character could do these kinds of maneuvers!” Sam exclaims while taping you in the back. “This was so awesome!!”
“Wow! You play very well, farmer!” Abigail congratulates. “You beat Seb to the ground.”
“Round two!” Sebastian angrily says, picking up the control while the screen announces the second round.
You rest the control on your lap and start lightly pressing those same buttons making your character hop around the screen in that same way, with the same result. Sebastian's character drops in slow motion in another “flawless victory" announcement .
He turns to you in what seems an expression of complete defeat and makes a gesture of questioning.
“I used to play a lot of videogames on my free time.” you explain. “Also, I know a lot of special moves from reading forums.”
“Yeah, I do that too.” Sebastian says, upset, tossing his control to Sam.
You kind of pity him for getting so bitter over his loss, but it is pretty satisfying winning over him after that pool play. You are a bit of a competitive person and he seems to be too. You spend the rest of the night defeating the three of them using the most underrated characters of the game. Each match Sebastian seems more determined to win, but even when he gets close to it, you find a way to win using a special power he didn’t know about or a combo you made up yourself.
“You are REALLY good at it!” Abigail says excitedly. “You have to teach me this combo.”
“You just press triangle and x while moving forward.” you say, getting close to her and showing the way you move the buttons. “Using the analogic is better than the arrows, see? It is faster.”
Abigail tries to replicate your movements, frowning her browns and biting her tongue in a very adorable and concentrated face. You blush at the sight of it and barely notice that she is doing everything wrong.
“No, wait, you have to move your finger to this side, unless you want to invert the control’s settings.” you say.
“Can you do that?! It seems much easier to turn this way.” she replies. “Maybe that is why I can’t beat my game at home! Hey, can you come over and teach me how to do this?”
Sebastian stares at you with the most outraged face while Sam glances from the two of you to him in a worried expression.
“I can write you a tutorial.” you reply.
“ Nooo ... I hate messing with these kinds of things, I might even burn the console. Please come and help me, I live behind my father’s store.” she says in a very slick way. “ Pleaase ...”
You can almost feel Sebastian’s eyes burn the back of your neck, but Abigail’s stare is just as intimidating. You are afraid that if you give her any excuse she will read into your soul and then find a way to curse you into accepting.
“Ok...” you reply completely uncomfortable.
She smiles at you in a victory gesture. Sebastian on the other hand, grunts and stands up turning off the videogame.
“We should be going now.” he says.
“What? It is still so early!” Sam complains. “I didn’t even brought the sweet snacks.”
“I am pretty sure y/n has to wake up early to attend the farm’s business.” he replies. “Also, I have a code to finish.”
“Aw man, I was going to ask y/n to teach me how to unlock the mysterious character.” he grunts and puts the controls beside the console.
“Haven’t I already told you how to do it?” Sebastian is almost growling at him.
“Yeah, but I never get to do it when you are not here. You don’t explain things very well.” Sam mutters.
You can see Sebastian discretely slapping him in the back of his head while Abigail is still busy moving her fingers as if rehearsing the new move she has learned from you.
Sam takes you outside and waves goodbye at you as you walk towards Abigail’s house to escort her there before you go back to the farm. It is not a long walk until you get to Pierre’s.
“You should hang out with us more often.” she says and taking you completely out of guard, she kisses you on the cheek.
You freeze completely, your face becoming a bright tone of red as you hear Sebastian gasp in outrage. Abigail doesn’t even bother saying goodbye to him, she just gets inside and you see her long purple hair waving through the glass door.
Both you and Sebastian stay put for a while.
“We should be going right?” you say.
“Yeah...” he replies with what, for you, seems to be a roar of threat.
You walk in silence until you get to the entrance of the forest. Sebastian seems so stressed that he puts out two cigarettes in that short walk.
“Listen, I don’t want to stay in your way.” you apprehensively say.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” he replies, sharply.
“Abigail.”
“What about her?” he asks and his voice barely comes out.
“Aren’t you, like, her boyfriend or something?” you ask.
Sebastian chokes in his cigarette smoke and spends quite some time coughing, but it seems to be more about making you stop talking. As you keep staring at him, he stops and looks back at you, his eyebrows frowned and cheeks a little blushed.
“It is complicated.” he says.
“Ok, none of my business.” you say, putting your hands up beside your shoulders.
“Thanks.” he says.
“But you do seem to like each other.” you can’t help saying.
“I said THANK YOU.” he yells and you giggle.
You keep walking through the forest, passing a little cabin near the river and then, Marnie’s ranch until you reach the bottom entrance of the farm. When the two of you are entering, you hear a terrible screech and Sebastian stops to look around.
“What the hell was that?” he asks.
“A bat, maybe?” you say, your hand is already on the handle of your sword.
You hear it again and out from between the trees a giant skull head comes dashing at both of you, cracking its teeth as if it is about to bite you.
You push Sebastian aside and swing the sword at it, but it ducks and attacks you with a bump in your chest, sending you flying to the ground near him.
“What the fuck!? What the fuck?!” he yells while standing up and trying to help you stand up too.
The skull takes a turn and aims at Sebastian, but you push him aside again and this time, you get to hit it with your sword knocking it back a few yards. It makes a horrible sound and quickly comes back in your direction. You wave your sword, but miss, and it bites your arm.
You hear Sebastian scream your name in worry, and it hurts like hell, but you find a way to set yourself free and knock the skull with the sword again. It let go a cry of anger and try to advance, but it is suddenly knock down by a shadow.
It is D og! He came to save you once again .
Dog bites it and presses it against the ground while it screams and tries to escape. With a big effort from your hurt arm, you stab the skull as hard as you can, and it shatters into pieces that start disappearing.
You let go the sword and fall on your knees, puffing and moaning in pain. Dog comes closer and licks your face, his tail slightly wagging.
You feel a touch on your shoulder and turn around quickly in a defensive pose, but it is just Sebastian checking on you. He is covered in dirt and his eyes are wide open with the scare.
“It's me, it's me.” He says, kneeling by your side and trying to make you let go of your hurt arm so he can see it. “ This is ugly, I should take you to the hospital.”
“And say what, that you bit me?” you reply trying to make him get away from the wound, that clearly looked like a human bite.
“Do you have any other ideas?” he asks.
“Take me to the Wizard!” you yell in pain.
“The WHAT now?” Sebastian says.
“You know, the guy that lives in that weird tower in the forest. He will help me... I guess... damn it, it hurts so much!”
By now you have started crying and Dog starts barking at Sebastian, as if he is telling for him to hurry. He stands up and runs to get his motorcycle.
Besides you starting to say that you are not going to hop on that, Sebastian lifts you with a strength he does not seem to have and forces you to sit in the backseat.
“No!!” you yell and tears are coming down.
“Just hold on ok. I promise you we’ll be ok.”
You shake your head negatively, but Sebastian takes your unwounded arm and makes you hold onto his hip. He stops for a moment, holding your hand and staring at it, as if he has just zoned out in some thought. His hand is cold, probably because he is nervous and scared, but you feel suddenly comforted by it. You slowly stop crying with small sobs.
“Can you hug me with the other arm?” he asks.
You nod and pass the other arm around his hip. He starts the motorcycle engine, and you let go a shout of fear, hugging Sebastian tight and pressing your face against his back. He starts riding fast towards the west of the forest.
“Are you ok?” he asks midway.
You can only bring yourself to nod.
“You are holding a bit tight...”
“I am sorry.” you sob, but can’t loosen the hug.
“It’s ok...”
When you arrive, as soon as Sebastian stops the bike, you hop out and fall on you knees of it giving him a big scare. He hops after you, and even lets the motorcycle drop on the forest floor. He helps you stand up and walk to the tower.
You knock at the door.
“Who can it be at this time... Oh Yoba !” the Wizard attends and gasps in surprise to see you bleeding. By that time your sleeve is all red. “Come on in! Come on in!”
The Wizard gives you some weird red medicine to drink and Sebastian stares at it very uncertain if he should let you do it or not, but you quickly grab it and gulp it down. The pain starts to fade away while Rasmodius cleans up the wound and infuses it with herbs.
“So, what happened?” the wizard asks when you finally seem better.
“I ask you!” you yell at him. “I don’t remember signing up to fight MONSTERS. A fucking flying skull BIT ME!”
“Hmm... it seems like your ability to connect with the valley comes with the hazard of attracting the cursed ones.” Rasmodius says. “Not even my strong spell can protect you as it does to the townsfolk. It impresses me that you were attacked along with one.”
Sebastian is staring at Rasmodius seeming VERY confused. That is probably the same face you made when you first met him.
“I will be going back to Zuzu ! That is it!” you say.
“I am afraid it is not possible anymore.” Rasmodius replies, scratching his purple beard.
“Excuse me?!”
“You see, once you are now connected to the valley, you will find very difficult to leave.” he says. “You may try to take the bus, or any other way of transportation, but you will always find yourself back here.”
“I don’t believe it! You are saying this to keep me here with those monsters and the... Junimos ! They are telling you to do this!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Sebastian asks.
“Those little apple things that live in the old community center! They are behind this.”
Sebastian stares at you as if you were the craziest person in the world.
“Show him!” you shout, turning to the wizard.
“Only those connected to the Elementals can...” he starts lecturing.
“I DON’T FUCKING CARE, FUCKING SHOW HIM!!!” you yell while beating your feet on the ground.
Both the Wizard and Sebastian jump in place scared by your sudden lash out. He takes off his hat and scratches his head.
“What is with this new generation and curses?” he sighs. “So be it...”
Rasmodius starts saying some incomprehensible words and each and every one of the rocks of the tower start shaking. Sebastian holds tight to the chair you are sitting and you start regretting saying anything at first place. A big flash of light blinds you for a second, and in the middle of the room a summoning circle appears. In the middle of the circle, the tiniest apple appears.
It is a little green Junimo . It waves at you and Sebastian and starts making those funny noises it does. You turn to Sebastian and gesture at it.
“I have been smoking too much pod.” he says while rubbing his head.
You stand up and force him to sit down on the chair you were sitting, then hush to pick the Junimo on your hand. You squish it while showing it to him, and then, you start, very dramatically, telling him EVERYTHING that has been happening to you since your arrival: the old memories, the plants growing too fast, the community center, the monsters attack.
He listens to everything staring at you as if some engine has just broken inside his head. When you finally finish, he keeps staring in silence.
“I think it was too much for this young man.” Rasmodius says, analyzing Sebastian’s face from up close. “Maybe I should wipe his memory.”
“No! No messing around with my head anymore, please!” he says, standing up quickly. “I knew you were trouble! I should have stayed home washing the dishes and let Maru hang out with you.”
“Excuse me! I am clearly the victim here. Also, this bite here? I got it protecting you!” you say while shaking your previously wounded arm.
“Apparently you were the one who put me in danger in first place.”
The two of you keep staring at each other in infuriating rage. Rasmodius makes a wonderous pose and then smacks his fist on his hand as if he had just made a discovery.
“I see... your destinies are connected. You are the ones for each other.” he says.
“THE WHAT?” you both yell.
“He has a girlfriend!” you say pointing at Sebastian outraged.
“Abigail is NOT my girlfriend.” he replies.
“Interesting, interesting.” the Wizard mumbles. “You have found yourselves so soon in your journey, such a connection is rare.”
“Excuse me Mr. But farmer here isn’t my type.”
“Wow! What?! Am I too ugly for you?” you don’t even know why you are still bickering over it, but you don’t feel like letting him say something like that about you.
“Did I say that? You said that. I didn’t say that.” Sebastian talks back.
“I see, I see...” Rasmodius isn’t even paying attention to you. “Quite a journey you have ahead of you. You shall, then, rest for tonight.”
“ Wha ...”
Before the both of you can finish the sentence, the Wizard gestures with his open hands and a big flash of light involves you...
…when you realize, you are waking up on your bed. There is no bite in your arm anymore. You can hear the rooster sing in the distance.
Next part here: https://delightfulstarlightparadise.tumblr.com/post/629832532423213056/imagine-sebastian-reader-part-7
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