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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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WOOO HYRBID TAKEOVER AU [+Recovery when The two clan tribes unite ig
ACTOR X SCORPION 
CRED FOR REF https://writeawaythepain.tumblr.com/post/683463138036809728/killer-looks
The Human Director explained your role to you again. “So I’m the scary hyrbid killer. And Actor, the HUMAN is the hero?” You chittered your tail lowered near the floor. “Its what the people want. Many clans are terrified of you.” You groaned and walked into the changing room finding the desert theme villain outfit. 
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You grinned seeing hardly any change from your regular attire. You slipped in and flipped the hood over your face and walked to the makeup station. “Hello!” You smiled sweetly to the ladies as they cooed over your ‘Perfect Tan’ and ‘Beautiful facial structure.’ 
You just laughed nervously and sat down as they got ready. Actor walked in with a proud face, you just glared as he laughed. The ladies stepped back hardly doing much. You looked in the mirror and gently touched the scar that nicked on your chin to your cheekbone. “It looks so- real.” You shuttered almost feeling the wound’s bruises. 
“Yeah it’s MakeUp.” Actor laughed as you chittered and grabbed his face. “I can make you a real matching one.” You hummed as he melted into your grip and almost leaned into your tail that was raised next to his face.
“Oh that’s hot.” He grinned as you laughed. “Alright lover boy.” “I am a man!” He huffed as you tapped his face with your stinger. “Mhm. And I’m a wolf.” You lead him out and got on scene. 
Of course He had the lead role as protagonist, and you where the Antagonist. You zoned out not paying attention to his lines until you stepped on stage. 
“I won’t let you murder another in cold blood!” “But. . Haha, Cold Blood is all I know?” You flung out your tail before hearing a loud “CUT!” 
“That was perfect! The rage, the suspense!” The director smiled as you put your tail down. “So why’d you stop?” You leaned back on the nearest wall. “Well. Didn’t want you to sting-“ “he’d like it.” You grumbled as he just laughed and you got up and flicked his forehead. “If this is over.” You motioned to the whole scene. “I’m gonna go home. And I’m taking this.” You grabbed Actor and walked out.
“What’s up with you?” He mused, “if I was ANYONE else you would be dead.” You laughed as he walked with you to his van. “That’s the appeal.” He sat you down on his chair and helped you take off the latex scar and clean up the makeup. 
“I feel like your teasing me, Pumpkin.” You grinned as he paused. “No no no no, who said you could say that. Nope nope nope.” He walked off mid bruise. “Aww poor thing can’t handle a pet name?” You finished wiping off the bruises. You stood over him still in your costume. 
He just grinned and wrapped his arms around your neck and you grabbed his face and hips/lower back. “Reminds me of your first scorpion dance.” You hummed and slowly side stepping and spinning him. 
“Minus the thousands of eyes on me.” He laughed. “There where like 10 people. So at most 50 or 60 eyes on you.” You mumbled and leaned your head on his.
“I enjoy quiet time like this.” You chittered as you slowly lead him to the bed and purposefully leaned over pulling him into a snuggle. “Your really warm.” You purred as he leaned more into you. “Thank you.” He hummed. “Anything for you my diamond, my beautiful desert flower.” You smiled and hugged him closer. If he got any closer you two would be the same person. 
You felt his breath slow and his eyes already closed. You took off the cape and placed it around him and fell asleep long with it getting the comforter as well.
“My Desert Flower.” You hummed falling asleep with him.
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DESERT FLOWER AAAAAWWWW
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bronan · 2 years
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zain when some random asshole named “““jason””” shows up and tries to make moves on his dad:
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bssaz97 · 3 years
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Meeting Xing and Citrine Part 3
A/N: Time for the third installment of a collaboration between @tanakaclinkbeard and myself. Features his OC kids (Xing Xiao-Long and Citrine Rose Arc) going to my AU and mine (Rowan and Summer) going to his. If you would like to see how they’re doing go check out his blog. Now on with the show!
- Xiao Long Residence -
Taiyang crouches down as he keeps the watering can in his hand, tending to his sunflower bed in front of his cabin home. The veteran Huntsman now grown old and even grew a nice beard during his free time, enjoying his recent retirement.
Ruby: Morning Dad!
Taiyang lifted up his head as he recognized that voice from anywhere, a warm smile graced his face as he got up to greet his daughter’s family.
Taiyang: Petal, what brings you byyyyyyy-
Taiyang loses his train of thought as both his daughters walk up the path but he sees two entirely new young children who were not the grandchildren he was expecting.
Yang: Hey Dad, we got two kiddos that we’d like to introduce to you
Citrine lets out a cheer and runs up and jumps into Tai's arm.
Citrine: Grandpappy!
Xing with his eyes still red from crying never left Yang's side and clutched her pants leg, giving Tai a wave and doesn't really look at anything but the ground.
Xing: Hi.
Taiyang: Um, Hi there. Ruby? Yang??
Citrine proceeded to climb up Taiyang like she did Ruby before.
Taiyang: Whoa! Haha, easy there, this old man ain’t what he used to be.
Citrine giggles and looks up and gives Tai a big hug.
Citrine: Missed you!
Tai was still a bit confused as to what was going on, but hugs the tiny girl in his arms nonetheless.
Taiyang: Girls, perhaps he can continue this conversation inside?
Ruby: That sounds fair.
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Taiyang: So these two are from another universe where you are married to Jaune, you get pregnant and have a child, while both Rowan and Summer were sent to their universe.
Yang: Basically.
Taiyang: And this was done because...?
Ruby: We’re still not entirely sure.
Xing listened to the adults silently, never saying a word, but in his eyes there was a touch of sadness. While this man may look like his grandfather, it was clear to him that this was not the same grandfather he knew, and therefore did not immediately recognize him or Citrine as his own.
Yang: But they are two great kids and were happy to meet them!
Taiyang: Well while I’m happy to have more grandchildren, won’t their parents be worried sick if they find them missing?
Xing is still holding on to Yang while Citrine bounces around.
Citrine: What’s this? What’s that? Where’s Uncle Zwei? Is he back yet?
Taiyang: Uncle... Zwei?
Ruby: Yes their Uncle Zwei who’s definitely related to us and is your son, right Daddy?
Xing wordless takes out his scroll and hands it to Tai showing the same picture he showed Yang and Ruby earlier.
Taiyang: ....OH! I see, right of course, Zwei! Oh that son of mine. He’s ah... on a mission right now, just missed him.
Citrine: Awww! I wanted to see him. Does he have a different haircut? Does he have kids? Am I older than them?! Xing! Don't you wanna know?
Xing: ....Not really.
A bark is then heard coming from the kitchen.
Taiyang: .... Uh oh.
Xing looks up as well as Citrine who sequels
Citrine: Puppy?!
Xing once again does not move from where Yang was, still clutching on to her.
She gets ready to bolt where the barking is from, but Ruby gets up just in the nick of time.
Ruby: (‘SHOOT! I completely forgot about our Zwei being at Dad’s house!’) Um, Citrine, wait sweetie!
Citrine stops and gives her alt mother a pouty look.
Citrine: But puppy mama!
Ruby: Well you see Sweetie, Dad’s dog is a big old and needs to be handled delicately.
Just then the black and white corgi comes in from the kitchen, tongue out and moving about as youthful as ever, despite the few gray spots here and there.
Zwei: *Barks!*
Yang: Delicately sis? Really?
Citrine gasp and runs up to pick him up.
Citrine: Soooo cuteeeee!
Zwei (corgi) then starts to lick at her face.
Xing: Oh. That's what he looks like here.... that's weird.
Yang: Man you sure are smart kid. ‘Sniff’ So proud…
Xing blushes and hides his face.
Xing: Thank you.
Ruby: ‘sigh.’ Well since the dog is out of the bag- Shut it Yang! I should just tell her. I hope she’ll understand though… Sweetie can I talk to you a minute please?
Citrine: I can still hold him right? Pleaseeee?
Ruby: Of course.
Xing: ...My head hurts mom. Can I leave the room?
Yang: Hm? Oh sure thing Xing, you can rest in one of the rooms upstairs if you want.
Xing gets up and wordless goes up stairs as Citrine walks up to Ruby.
Ruby: Now sweetie, you know I love you right?
Citrine: Ye!
Ruby: Ok good, because I have something to confess.... I haven’t been entirely truthful to you.
Citrine: Huh?
Ruby: I may have told you a half truth because I didn’t want to confuse you or make you sad but now I realize that by hiding this truth from you that I’m also going to hurt you. So I’m very sorry that I had to keep it secret, but understand I did from a place of love. ‘Sigh’.... Citrine. That corgi you’re holding. That’s Zwei.
Citrine gives Ruby a blank stare for a few minutes
Citrine: .....Why does the puppy have the same name as uncle Zwei?
Ruby: No sweetie, what I’m saying is... This IS our Zwei. I don’t have a brother in my world. So... he doesn’t exist here.
Citrine looks even more confused.
Citrine: But.... you said he was on a mission.
Ruby: I know, I know what I said... I-I only said that because I didn’t want you to find this out right away. I wanted to spare you that pain and didn’t want to make you feel confused.
Citrine: ....I don't get it....
Yang: Citrine, you know how me and your mommy are not like us right? We’re different.
She nods, still petting the corgi in her arms.
Yang: Well it’s kinda like that, like how we’re different from your Mommy and Auntie Yang, our world is also different.
Citrine stared at them for a while before smiling widely.
Citrine: Okay! Can I show Xing the puppy?
Ruby: Sure thing sweetie.
She jumped up, it was clear to both of them that she didn't really understand, and wanted to move from her spot. She ran up stairs to where Xing was.
Taiyang: I’m still not entirely sure what is going on, but I do hope she and Xing are alright, this must all be very confusing for them.
Yang: Yeah... no kidding.
A scream was heard from upstairs as Citrine cried Yang's name out.
Citrine: Autine Yang! Star's noise is bleeding!
Yang: What?!
All three members of the Xiao-Long household quickly ran up the stairs and went to a room which had an open door.
Citrine was crying holding on to Xing, who was clutching his nose looking embarrassed at the wall. A Lot of blood was pouring from his noise, staining his clothes.
Citrine: Xing please don't die!
Xing looked at the adults awkwardly.
Xing: …Hi.
Yang: Oh gods Xing! Uh I mean, it’s ok, look we’ll get you clean up. Dad can you get some tissues, soap, and a clean shirt?
Taiyang: Sure thing.
Ruby: Oh Xing, what happened? How’d this happen?
Xing: Um... my powers are acting up.
Taiyang comes back with all the things .
Taiyang: I’m back, what'd I miss?
Yang: Powers? Xing what are you talking about?
Xing: Do- Do you guys have maledictus-eris here?
Ruby eyes widened just for a moment upon hearing those words.
Ruby: What did you just say...?
Xing: Auntie?
Yang: Oh gods.... Shoot, where’s Ren when you need him? Look sweetie, don’t worry, let’s just get you cleaned up real quick.
Xing: Uncle Ren and Zwei usually helps me... Da long doesnt like me....
Taiyang: Da Long?
Ruby: Look Xing, sweetie, I need you to listen to me carefully. How many times has your nose been bleeding like this?
Xing: Like as of today?
Ruby: As far as you can remember.
Xing: Um. Since I was 5.
Ruby: ....We need to get him to Anima.
Yang: Wait now?
Ruby: Yes now Yang. {turns to Citrine} Sweetie, want to go see Auntie Nora and Uncle Ren?
Taiyang: Wait can someone explain what’s going on?
Yang: Ruby he can’t travel like this.
Ruby: I know! I just- I’m trying to think.
Citrine cheers and then goes quiet and gets nervous.
Citrine: Um... is Valerie there?
Ruby/Yang: ....ah crud.
Xing: Valerie isn't gonna be there Citrine. She is back at home.
Citrine: .....
Xing: I can survive the trip mom.
Yang: Are you sure? You don’t need to rest or anything?
Xing: I just want Da long to leave me alone.... I'm... I'm not weak!
Yang: ....Ok then, then let’s go to Anima. Lucky for us, I know a quick way to get there.
Xing nods and lays back on bed.
Yang leaves the room briefly and pulls out her scroll and dials a number.
Yang: Hey it’s me. Listen I know it’s short notice, but... I need a favor. Can you get us to Anima today?
-Fin-
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cherriesradio · 3 years
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“I… I think I’m different. Not in a hero kinda way, ya know?”
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You coming out to different pro hero’s about your sexuality.
(Because I am currently craving validation)
All Might, EraserHead, Hawks, and Fat Gum
All Might
You always knew that the pro hero was incredibly supportive of everyone.
But for some reason… he had never mentioned on the news or on media if he supports the LGBTQ community.
Which, was strange. Of course he hadn’t gone out of his way to support ANY community, he was busy, ya know, SAVING people from those community’s.
And knowing how friendly and good of a perosn the hero was, you decided that he was one of the best to confide in about a secret you had had for a while.
You stayed after class that day, not wanting to attract attention.
You had heard that All Might was staying later then normal to do some extra paper work, which meant that this was the perfect time.
You walked down the long white halls, going up flight after flight of stairs till you were at the floor of cubicles and the feeling of boredom.
“All Might?” You said, peaking around the corner of the large room.
“Young L/n! What do you need?” He looked up, his black eyes and large smile looking as welcoming as always.
“Um… I wanted to tell you something. It’s uh… kinda important.” You stepped in and rubbed the back of your neck.
He nodded, and stood from his seat, walking to you at the front of the room. “Would you want to sit over there?”
He pointed to the white chair next to the window.
“Sure.” You nodded, already nervous as ever.
“So, Young L/n, what is so important? Is it something involving hero work, or your future career?” He titled his head. You gulped.
“Well, I- it technically will probably heavily effect more future career, but it doenst really invoke hero stuff.” You bite your lip and played with your hands inbetween your legs.
“Hm. What’s important that you need to tell me, even if it doenst involve hero’s? I am a hero expert, after all.” He smiled. He was trying to make you laugh, he could probably feel the nerves coming off your body.
You awkwardly chuckle.
“Well … uh, it’s real personal and your really accepting of everything and stuff and I thought I could trust you with it, and I’m…”
All Might smiled to himself. “True. Now, what were you wanting to tell me? No pony in beating around the bush.”
You sighed, quickly gaining a billion pounds more of anxiousness.
“I…” You squeezed your hands. “I think I’m y/s.” (Y/s = your sexuality)
He had a slight look of surprise, looking up with his electric blue and black eyes right into yours.
“That’s wonderful, L/n!” He smiled.
“R-really!?”
“Yes! Have you told anyone else yet?” He asked
“Well, no, not really.” You giggle.
“Oh. I’m honored!”
EraserHead
You always liked Mr. Aizawa
He was calm in any situation, and knew how to handle most things. You admired his strong quirk and how he didn’t need attention from the public.
He was, after all, always your favorite hero.
And being put up on such a podium, why would you not tell him first? He deeply cared for his students and you knew deep inside that he would never hate you for be LGBTQ.
It was lunch break. You ate half your rice and one huge gulp, and gave the rest to Mina.
Your steps were loud as you ran down the hall to the tecaher lounge.
“HELLO!” You yelled, sliding and grasping at the door for life.
“Um, hello L/n? What do you need?” Aizawa lazily said after a few silent seconds of teachers staring at you.
“Hi I need to talk to you in private for a second!” You were filled with energy, having had thought about this for weeks.
“Alright.” He said, sighing as he moved away from his shared table table with Midnight and Mic.
“What is it, L/n?” He said once you were both out of sight of anyone walking by. His hair looked more silky and almost greasier then normal, he clearly forgot to wash it.
You took in a deep breath, breathing out. Your hands in fists raised up, for whatever reason.
“I haven’t told anyone this and I felt I could trust you with it. So, I’m y/s.”
He honestly didn’t look that surprised at the fact you were y/s. He was more proud that you decided to trust him, of all teachers, to tell
“That��s… thank you for telling me, L/n.” He said and had a smile of warmth.
“I’m glad you decided to tell me. I support you fully.” He nodded.
You smiled and your eyebrows were furrowed, a sympathetic and grateful expression.
“Thanks.”
He patted your back as he walked back to the teachers loung. “Have a good lunch, valid child.”
You laughed at the new, silly nick name and how it was similar to him calling Deku “problem child”
Hawks
You had known Hawks since you were a kid.
Your dad worked at the agency, and bought you to work often after school since your mom left and he worked late so often.
He would have anyone at the agency that he trusted babysit you, so you were known across the agency as “the favorite”
Everyone loved you, including our good old feathery fried chicken. He was one of your favorite babysitters, cause he would bring you on patrol and fly around holding you, and if he had any money on him he would buy you food
So, your little kid mind made up that this man was the human equivalent of god
so would I
Now your 14, and still adore Hawks, visiting the agency and all your friends whenever you had the time, often training with the hero’s
And you started questioning a while ago. You didn’t think anyone suspected anything, and decided that it was time you tell someone.
So, Hawks. He treated you the same he treated full grown adults, so he would treat you seriously with this. And you knew that even if he didn’t like that you were y/s, that he would still love you in his older brother/ cool uncle way
You rush off the bullet train with your usual smile, running as fast as you could after an intense training session before getting out of school for the day.
Of course it took a little longer than normal, since you just moved into the the dorms, Iida was suspicious about letting you leave campus.
You gently pushed through the crowd, muttering about a thousand “Excuse me!”’s on your way in.
You walked in, taking in the familar sent of crappy deodorant and sented candles.
You quickly press the up button and to the top floor, which was the place Hawks always was at this exact time.
You got up there just in time, he had just arrived.
“Hey Kid!” He grinned.
“Hey Keigo!!” You excitedly shout from the otehr side of the roof. “How’s work doin’?” You said, running to the other side.
“Eh, crappy and long as normal. How was school? Are Deku and the angry kid still at it?” He raised an eyebrow
“Yeah, did you think they’d ever stop? Mic put them to together for training and they had this whole angsty monologue with each other, it was hilarious.” You smiled and sat the on the railing that Hawks was perched on
“Haha!” He laughed. “Those two are gonna be interesting heros! Imagine the drama our good old corrupt government will make of them!”
You two continued to chat for a while, until Hawks told you he only had a few more minutes till his turn on patrol.
You nodded, taking in that you have to say it now.
“Hey Keigo?”
“Yeah, Y/n?”
“I think I’m y/s. Actually, I know I am.”
He didn’t seem surprised. If anything, he looked excited.
“I knew it!” He grinned. “Great job, kid! I’m proud of you, that musta’ taken a lotta courage!” He said, hand i your shoulder.
“Your fine with it?” You sheepishly said.
“Well duh! I love ya kid, why would I not be okay with it?” He leaned on your shoulder.
“And what do you mean by “I knew it?”
“Oh don’t pretend you don’t take side glance’s at them~” He winked. You two laughed.
You smiled. “Thanks, Keigo.”
Fat Gum
You and Fat Gum hadn’t known each other to long. You were there for your inturship, with Tamaki and Kirishima.
Even so, you two trusted each other. He was accepting and a caring guy, who would do anything for you interns.
So, you made a plan to tell him your y/s.
He smiled as you walked into the room you four always meet at, you saw that the other three were already waiting for you.
“Hey guys!” You waved. A small “Hi” came from Tamaki and Kirishima did his normal, aka running up and fist bumping you with a loud “Hey Y/n!”
You all were on patrol pretty much all day, so it would be difficult to pull Fat Gum away for a minute.
As you all walked along the streets, looking out for the smallest sign of villains, you asked Fat Gum if you two could talk for a minute.
“Sure L/n! You two stay here for a little, me and L/n are gonna talk for a second!” He calls toward Kirishima and Tamaki.
You two go inbetween two buildings.
“So, what’s up L/n?” He smiled down at you.
You rubbed the back of your neck.
“Well, it’s not really a hero thing. Is that okay?”
“Yeah! You can talk to me about anything.”
You nodded. “Okay… I think I’m y/s.”
He looked down at you with surprised.
He then got out of his fat state, back to the size of a normal human and hugged you.
“That’s great! I’m glad you told me!”
Notes: this is probably repetitive and bad but like ✨imaginary validation is nice✨
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reddrobins · 4 years
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I have you [d.wayne]
Request: “you’re shaking” and “please let me help you” for Damian Wayne please 🤍
Summary: After a grocery trip gone wrong, reader meets her knight-in-shining-kevlar at the Gotham mini mart.
Warning: Attempted rape :/
No matter how much you did not want to go to the minimart on 3rd street, here you were. You searched through the aisles looking for the specific beverage your parents had requested. “(Y/N) go pick up some beer.” You mimicked your father saying. God, why couldn’t you just have a normal non-alcoholic father.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, you found your father's favourite brand, ‘Gotham Guzzlers’. Going to the checkout, you patiently waited online while you checked your phone.
Jesus, you thought to yourself, how could it already be 10 o’clock?
You could’ve sworn it was light out when you left your apartment but looking out of the large front windows, you could clearly see the night sky.
“Next!” the big burly man at the counter called.
You jumped, surprised at the sheer volume, and placed the six pack on the counter.
“That's eight dollars and 50 cents.” he gruffed out.
You frowned, “Hey, that was only six dollars last week.”
He gave you a sick smile, his teeth were crooked and yellow, “Prices change, sweetheart.”
You scrunch your nose at the nick-name, “Since when?” You asked, then, “Can we just call it even, I only have six bucks on me.”
The man, whose name tag reads Stuart, leans in close, allowing you to smell his reeking breath. “I can think of other ways you can make it up to me.”
You cringed and moved away from the counter, “Uh, haha I have to go. Sorry for the bother - enjoy your night.”
Quickly, you rushed over to the exit and pulled on the handle.
It didn’t budge.
Your eyes widened in panic, “Um, excuse me sir, Could you possibly unlock the door. I - I really need to get home now.”
The man, Stuart laughed and walked out from behind the counter, “What’s the matter, little girl?” He questioned.
This was not happening. You couldn’t believe it. A swarm of ‘why me?’ rang throughout your head.
Turning away from him, you swiftly walked to the back of the store, where you saw an emergency exit.
Just as you were about to open it, someone pushed the bar from the other side and you became face to face with another equally as burly man.
This is it you told yourself. This was how you were going to die. In a Gotham minimart of all places.
The two men were closing in on you as you froze, no place to turn to.
Stuart’s friend grabbed your arm, pulling you into him. You squired, trying your best to get out of the grip. To say you were panicking was an understatement, at this point you were anticipating death. You weren’t Batman, nevermind a good fighter. What’re gonna do, throw food at them?
A lightbulb went off in your head. Of course! You thought, making eye contact with the beer bottles. The only question was, How were you going to get over there, with Stuart closing in on you and this guy holding you back.
You felt his hand snake up to grab your neck and you thought fast. Ducking, you rolled out of his grip and away from the two men, running over to grab a bottle in self defense.
Stuart saw your attempt at protection and let out a loud sinister laugh, “What are you going to do sweetcheeks, drink us to death?” He asked sarcastically, “You’re not going anywhere. Not until we’re done with you.”
You took a bottle out of the pack and smashed it against the counter, breaking it in half. You pointed the dripping shard at the two assailants, “Back the fuckup.” you said shakily.
The two men looked at each other and laughed, then continued to stalk towards their prey.
Raising the broken bottle higher you glared at them both, tears stinging your eyes, “I’m serious!” You said, this time with less confidence.
The mystery man was the first one to reach you, ripping the bottle from your hand. You screamed as he spun you around, smashing your face into the counter.
Struggling, you kicked your legs, trying to kick at least one of the men. To no avail, all of your kicks missed, and you felt hands move to your waist.
“No,” You cried, “No please, I’ll do anything just please don't.”
The two men didn’t listen and kept holding you down. Your sobs grew louder as you heard a zipper. Stuart's hands went to the front of your jeans, tugging at them to come off. You cried more.
“Robin, I’m getting intel that there's been a new missing persons report down on 3rd street. Last seen at the minimart. I need you to check it out.”
Damian grumbled, this was the nth time this week tha Bruce gave him some mediocre task, though he knew he could handle so much more.
“I’m not a child anymore, Batman, I can handle the larger cases.”
Bruce knew this, he trusted Damians growth, he was now 17 after all. “I know Robin, that’s why I’m sending you to do this.”
Grumbling, Damian begrudgingly asked for the coordinates of the minimart. After Oracle messages them over, he ran into the night.
“Now this is where it gets fun. Isn’t that right Mark?” Stuart said as he began to take his jeans off.
The mystery man, who you now knew to call Mark, laughed in agreement, pushing your head into the counter harder.
You squirmed more, screaming and crying for any type of help you could get.
Hands came up to your hips and you felt something small press into your lower back.
You laid still, too emotionally drained to fight back. Awaiting the intrusion, you continued to cry.
Only, it never came.
Shattering glass exploded throughout the store, shocking Mark and Stuart off of you.
You crumbled to the ground, tugging back on your jeans, shaking as you rocked yourself back and forth, trying to sooth the trauma.
As you had your head in your knees, an onslaught of punches and groans were heard. And then silence.
You felt a hand on your knee and you scored away. Oh god they’re back.
“Are you alright?”
This was a different voice, one that wasn’t gruff or sinister or loud. No, this one was assertive, caring and exactly what you needed in this time of crisis.
Your tearing eyes peaked up from your knees. There before you crouched the boy wonder, Robin, in all his glory.
Damian almost gasped when he met your eyes. He knew you.
You were his partner from last year's school History project. The two of you had gotten a hundred on it. He hasn't talked to you much since, but always made sure you were alright, if anything he had grown a small crush on you over the months you spent working together. Though he was often perceived cold by his brothers, his heart ached at the sight of you.
“You’re shaking.” He said. You knew you were, I mean how could you not be after that encounter.
Damian unclasped his cape from his uniform and draped it over your shoulder, though you shuffled away from him. “Please let me help you.” He said, almost desperately.
You shook your head no and backed yourself further into the counter.
The young Wayne sighed, but obliged with your reluctance and put his cape back on. “What can I do for you right now?”
You shook your head, mumbling ‘nothing’ and put your head back down.
The vigilante's heart was sore at the sight, god, how bad he wanted to help you. “(Y/N), I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to help you be okay.”
Your ears perked at the mention of your name. How did Robin know your name?
“How did you know my name?” You whispered, moving your head up slightly.
Damian's face turned a rosy-red. How could you be so stupid? He scolded himself.
He contemplated what to do next. Clearly you were still in distress, not even he could help you out. Sighing in defeat, Damian took off his domino mask.
Your eyes widened, “Damian?” you asked.  You wanted to ask how, question why Damian stood before you in the Robin costume, but that was for another day. All you could focus on right now were the charming green eyes staring down at you
The teen nodded, “It’s me (Y/N). I’m here to help you. Will you allow me to be of assistance. I promise I will keep you safe.” He said, stretching out a hand towards yours.
Slowly, you placed your palm in his and he helped you up, taking you away from the nightmare that has just happened.
And just like that, you were safe, Damian had you.
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False Alarm
Tony was avoiding him. 
38 hours since the almost-end-of-the-world, and Steve hadn’t seen hide nor hair of the man, despite the fact he knew Tony hadn’t even left the Tower. It was very obvious that his lack of appearance wasn’t just by chance. 
Steve knew he shouldn’t have said anything. 
It was a spur of the moment decision. The sky had been burning, the world was quite literally falling apart, and there had been less than 2 hours until complete global annihilation. They’d both seriously thought that all hope had been lost. And so it had seemed... well, it had just seemed fitting to blurt out that he loved Tony and had done for months. There had been nothing more to lose, and Steve... Steve didn’t want to leave another life with a dozen things he’d wished he’d done differently. 
So he’d said it, in the middle of Tony’s workshop as he’d taken the man by the shoulders and looked deep into his eyes. He hadn’t been afraid, or nervous. All he’d known was that he had to say it, now or never, and that Tony deserved to know.
He’d never expected Tony to say it back, though. That had been a total surprise. The words had tumbled out of Tony’s mouth after barely a second of silence, and he’d grabbed Steve right back, his hands curling around Steve’s neck, and they’d felt so warm. Shaking a little, scared, but warm. And they were going to die, there was nothing at all holding them back, and so Steve had leaned down to kiss him frantically and Tony returned it, everything so wild and urgent that it felt almost like a dream as they’d grabbed at one another’s clothes and Steve had pushed him up against the desk.
He and Tony had been having sex while the world was supposedly ending. ‘Out with a bang’, Tony had muttered against his mouth, and Steve had laughed and then come and God, it had been the best thing ever. Even though the world had literally been ending, Steve had still felt... happy. 
Except then the world didn’t end. The day got saved in the nick of goddamn time, everything too fast to even properly get his head around, and both of them had had to suit up without even getting a chance to bask in the afterglow of it all or talk about anything. It had been long and exhausting, and Steve ached. He was dirty, needed a shower. 
And Tony was avoiding him. 
“JARVIS,” he looked up desperately at the ceiling for the third time that evening, “how’s Tony doing?”
“Sir remains healthy and safe,” JARVIS told him apologetically, “but that is all the information I can provide you right now. Apologies, Captain.”
Steve sighed. He’d already asked JARVIS to let Tony know he wanted to talk, so there wasn’t much point in repeating that. Instead, he just nodded somewhat glumly. “Don’t worry about it. Just lemme know when he comes outta there, yeah?”
“Actually, Captain, it appears he is unlocking the doors as we speak.” 
Steve blinked in surprise, then shot up off the bed that he’d been lying on, his tiredness suddenly forgotten. Tony was leaving the shop that he’d locked himself in for the past few days, presumably for a coffee and food restock. It was 2am, so he obviously thought that Steve was asleep. 
He jumped to his feet and rushed down the stairs, determined to catch Tony. Steve knew that he may have been too forward, too brash with his feelings, and now he’d declared everything it was all just awkward seeing as they hadn’t-- you know-- immediately died after expressing it all. But that didn’t mean Tony could hide himself away forever. Above the romantic love, Steve valued him as a person and a friend. He didn’t want to lose him over some stupid word and some... uh, very spectacular sex. 
He cornered Tony in the kitchen while the man was shuffling through the cupboards in search of what was, presumably, a new bag of coffee. Steve watched him for a moment, awkward and jerky in a way he only ever was when very sleep deprived, and sighed to himself, leaning over to the cabinet where the bags were actually kept. “Looking for this?”
Tony jumped wildly and turned to him. His eyes widened. “Steve,” he declared, “oh.”
“Yeah.” Steve gave him a tired smile. “Hey. Haven’t seen you in a few days.”
“Well, you know how it is,” Tony waved a hand. He wasn’t looking Steve in the eye. “World nearly fell apart, now I’ve gotta try put it back together again, y’know, the usual stuff. Should probably get back to it, actually--”
“We can forget it ever happened, if that would make you more comfortable,” Steve blurted, and he couldn’t help but take Tony by the arm and stop him from walking past him. He didn’t want Tony to run from him. He didn’t want this to fester and get any worse than it already was, and if that meant just hiding his feelings and pretending none of it had been revealed, then that was okay. Steve could handle that. He was good with pain. 
Tony paused, going stiff in Steve’s grip. He blinked rapidly and glanced up, looking at Steve through his eyelashes. He was... God, he was so beautiful. Steve knew what he looked like when he was a second away from coming, he knew what Tony felt like around him, knew how his sweat tasted against his tongue. Steve had no idea how the hell he was gonna repress all that, but he sure as hell had to. If it meant saving their friendship, Steve would do it in a heartbeat. 
There was a stagnant silence for a second. Tony looked back down again, something broken in his expression. “Yeah,” he said throatily, giving a jerky nod, “that’d probably be... right. Just adrenaline, right? You said some stuff you didn’t mean, I got ahead of myself, it’s fine.”
“Sure.” God, that hurt. “Sure, if that’s what... alright. I just don’t want to-- I don’t want this to be weird, okay? I don’t wanna lose you over a mistake I made.”
Tony visibly blanched at that, and Steve’s brow furrowed in confusion. Before he could open his mouth, though, Tony was pulling away viciously and turning his back. “A mistake,” he said slowly, “right. Okay, well, I mean, I kinda figured-- it’s not like you could ever actually love me, right? That’s... yeah. Haha.” His voice was numb, a little... broken. He sounded too quiet for himself, and Steve just felt as if he was making everything worse as opposed to better, dammit. 
Tony began to walk away, and no, no no no, Steve couldn’t let him run now, not when things were still so stiff. “Tony, wait--” he stumbled forward and rounded on him, before almost tripping over his own feet once his spun around and took another look at the other man. 
Tony was crying. Well-- at least-- his eyes were watering, and a tear was threatening to spill right over his eyelashes and down his cheek. He looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights, surprised that Steve would follow him, and hastily wiped at his face. But the damage was done, and Steve had seen.
“Tony?” he said, both incredulous and worried as he raised his hands to Tony’s shoulders, “Tony, are you-- what did I--”
“Just fuck off, Rogers,” Tony spat at him, slapping Steve’s hands away before they could settle on his shoulders. Suddenly there was anger there, in every line of his body, in every flicker of his face. He snarled at Steve. “Just fuck off. I knew this would happen as soon as Thor came back and saved the fucking day, I knew you’d... and that’s okay, it’s okay to regret shit you do in the heat of the moment, but excuse me for disliking being called a mistake, when this, for me, was the one thing that I’ve been 100% sure of for-- for fucking ever, okay?” 
Tony’s hands shook as he pulled them through his hair and glowered at Steve, but it was full of pain, and it didn’t work the way it should have done. Steve could only gape at him as the man’s face turned cold, carefully blank and empty of anything traitorous.
“You don’t love me, Steve, alright, I get it,” he said quietly, “you wanna forget it, that’s okay too. But just don’t call it-- don’t... oh Jesus, what am I even saying?” Tony waved a hand, snappish and fast through the air as he turned back away. “Do whatever the fuck you want, Rogers. I’ll be in my workshop, where I should have fucking stayed. Leave me alone--”
“That wasn’t the mistake I was talking about,” Steve said quietly, understanding what Tony must have taken from that conversation and suddenly seeing the light dawn on him. And not a moment too soon, because Tony was clearly taking a very different viewpoint on this matter, and it was one Steve needed to change. “Me being in love with you wasn’t a mistake. Us having sex wasn’t-- that wasn’t a mistake either, not to me.”
Tony stilled, still facing the other way. “What do you mean,” he said, and it was tired, defeated, like he wasn’t even daring to hope for something good to come out of Steve’s explanation. 
Steve stumbled forward and took his arm again, gently turning him around. His hands covered Tony’s shoulders easily; he was so small in comparison to him, and Steve had always loved that. “I thought-- you were avoiding me, and I thought it was because you’d been freaked out by me telling you I love you. I was afraid I’d ruined things between us because of my feelings, and I was terrified I was gonna lose you as a friend. That was the mistake I was talking about. But I...” he bit his lip. Come on, Rogers, just fucking say it. “But loving you, having sex with you, that wasn’t-- wouldn’t ever be something I could regret or something I would want to take back. I promise.”
Tony finally glanced back up at him. His brow furrowed in fragile confusion, looking at Steve through the curl of his eyelashes. “That’s,” he began quietly, “that’s not right. You wouldn’t-- not really. You’re just confused, Steve, we had sex and it was your first time and you got... you don’t really feel that way.”
“You have no idea how I feel,” Steve told him with a shake of his head. Suddenly it became a little clearer why Tony had been hiding. He seriously thought that Steve just just... said it accidentally. That he would regret it once it was over. And, he supposed, he hadn’t exactly helped much by calling it a mistake. Great fucking choice of words there. 
He squeezed Tony’s shoulders and then slid his hands upward, cupping them around Tony’s neck and tilting the man’s head up so he was looking straight in Steve’s eyes. There was something horribly vulnerable in Tony’s face, and Steve had never wanted to kiss someone so badly in his entire life, just to try and see if that’d make it go away. “You have no idea how I look at you,” he continued gently, feeling the way Tony’s pulse was getting quicker under his fingers, “you have no idea how many of my sketchbooks are filled with drawings of you. You have no idea how beautiful you look when you’re happy, Tony, but I do. I know. Because I love you, and I have done for a while, and so when the world was about to end and I knew there was no chance of ever ruining our friendship, I bit the damn bullet and just told you before it was too late.”
He gave Tony a few seconds to process it. The man seemed to have temporarily frozen up, looking at Steve blankly as if he was talking a foreign language.  “You love me,” he repeated blankly, lifting his eyebrows, “you really. Love me.”
“Yep.”
Tony blinked once, twice, three times. “Huh.”
“You... you don’t have to say it back, I know that everything was hectic and like, you might not want to try anything else, but I just wanted to--”
Tony surged forward, wrapping his arms around Steve’s shoulders and locking their mouths together sharply before Steve could continue. He was hot, the taste of him familiar and lovely, and Steve melted underneath him, sucking in a sharp breath through his nose and pushing back against Tony’s mouth. Tony gasped, lips parting, and Steve just wanted to take the breath right out of Tony’s mouth, wanted every piece of him he could get. Five minutes ago he hadn’t even thought this would be a possibility he could achieve again. But their lives were just like that- fast and hectic and ever-evolving, and Steve wouldn’t change any of it for the world. 
“I love you,” Tony murmured, licking into Steve’s mouth as delicately as a flower petal, “I love you so much, I thought... I thought that you didn’t want me, I thought you’d wanna take it back, fuck, I was so scared of hearing you say that, Steve-”
“I don’t,” Steve shook his head, hearing Tony moan a little as his back hit the counter and oh, since when had he even been pushing Tony in that direction? He didn’t even know what he was doing with himself. “I wouldn’t ever want to take that night back. I swear, it’s you. I love you. I do.”
Tony sighed in relief, his body falling even further into Steve’s as his hands sunk from his shoulders to curl instead around Steve’s waist. After a few seconds, their kissing petered out into nothing more than a close embrace, Tony’s cheek slumped into Steve’s shoulder and Steve resting his jaw against Tony’s curls.
 They stood there in the kitchen and both breathed one another in, heart to heart, eyes closed. Steve wanted to take him apart again right here and now, show him just how much Steve fucking cared, how real all his words were. But he also knew that Tony was exhausted, and so it would have to wait a little bit. Steve was fine with that. For now, he could just work on trying to make the other man sleep in a bed. Preferably Steve’s bed.
 Jesus, Tony might actually sleep in his bed tonight. They might be able to cuddle. And it was so so fucking cliched, but God, it was what Steve wanted. Tony in his arms, sleeping softly, comfortable with him in a way that he’d always dreamed of. All it had taken was the Almost End of the world to bring it about.
“Take me to bed?” Tony asked, a vulnerable note to his voice again, still unsure whether all this would be taken away from him if he closed his eyes for too long. 
Steve leaned down, kissing him gently and slow. Tony’s mouth parted easily under him and he had to repress the urge to deepen it. They had plenty of time for that later, after all. 
Instead, he twined their fingers together and smiled. “Happily.”
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twopoppies · 6 years
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Hello dear, may I ask what fics contain your very very favourite smut of all time? x
Oh boy. Let me preface this with what I always say about smut: what’s hot to me might not be at all hot for you, but I will give you some to choose from and PLEASE READ THE TAGS. OK, first of all, I answered a similar question about a year and a half ago here. So maybe there are some suggestions there for you. Second, just a reminder that IMO these fics have so much more going for them than just the sex scenes. However, you asked for smut and I shall give you some!
Smut, Smut, and More Smut
got my eyes on you by eleadore (E, 2.8K)
Harry’s not supposed to take off his clothes, but it’s one of those unspoken rules, much like don’t have a wank with your best mate and definitely don’t make that a regular thing, fuck, what the fuck.
Go With It by embro (E, 4K)
Prompt: “You thought I was someone else and started making out with me in a club and you’re really hot so I just kinda went with it and now we’re heading back to your place and I don’t know how to break it to you”
use somebody by istajmaal (E, 4K)
Nick put a hand through his hair. “I’m not entirely sure I want it like this,” he said, even though his dick was expressing another opinion entirely. Louis slapped Harry’s arse sharply and smiled as he watched him struggle to scramble onto all fours with his hands tied in front of him. Then he looked back at Nick. “That’s up to you,” he said. “But I think you need to get used to the fact that this is the only way you’ll ever have him.”
or, Louis and Harry invite Nick to a threesome but it’s not what Nick had in mind, exactly.
Good Enough to Eat by objectlesson / @horsegirlharry (E, 6K)
“Fuck,” Harry mumbles, shuffling. “You won’t give me shit for it? It’s sorta weird.”
“No,” Louis breathes. “Promise.”
“Okay. I just…fuck, I can’t believe I’m telling you this,” Harry whimpers, and he must be blushing because Louis can feel waves of heat coming off him, his embarrassment a hot, palpable thing. “So, like…I love rimming videos. Nothing makes me come harder,” he admits, covering his face with his hands so his voice comes out muffled and strangled.
It takes Louis a few seconds to process, to mentally rifle through his Pornhub search history and remember what rimming even is; Harry has him so stupid he can’t keep stuff straight. His ears ring, and then it hits him, and, oh, fuck. His stomach turns and tightens so quickly he’s gasping, an audible and shameful scrape of air in the dark. “You…really?” he chokes out.
Or, Harry is convinced he’s never gonna be able to try his favorite porn fantasy on a real boy, and Louis offers to remedy this.
Only Angel by objectlesson / @horsegirlharry (E, 6K)
Louis pops his hip out, looking down at Harry from beneath the cut of his fringe sassily. “How do I look?”
Harry…Harry doesn’t have words, not really. He sits there on the floor with a half-hard cock, gazing up at this taller, scarier version of Louis with wide eyes. “Like I want you to spin-kick me in the face,” he admits after a moment, shakily inhaling. “You look…really good.”
Or, Louis finds a pair of heels that fit, and Harry wants to be ruined, as per usual.
my one and own (i wanna get you alone) by beautlouis (E, 6K)
Louis’ favorite thing to do is make Harry come. It’s the best feeling in the world, watching the boy he loves fall apart underneath him; to see how good it feels for Harry, in every line and movement of his body.Louis pushes a thigh between Harry’s and grinds just enough that Harry sighs gently and ruts his hips back into Louis. Holding Harry’s waist firmly, Louis presses his lips into Harry’s ear and says, “I think I’d like to make you come.”
It isn’t as if they don’t both know that’s what tonight is—Louis making Harry come—but the verbal acknowledgment of it makes Harry moan sharply and turn his head to try to pull Louis into a kiss.
Talk Dirty to Me by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite
They were both naked. And that seemed, again, like a catastrophically bad idea, but here they were anyway. Naked. In the dark. Only a few feet apart.
It hadn’t even been a discussion. The minute Harry flipped the lights off, they’d both shucked out of their clothes as if they’d been on fire.
“Alright darling,” Louis said, his hand wrapped loosely around his own cock. “Just remember, start slow. Lots of descriptions. Light on the hygiene, heavy on the compliments. You’ve got this.”
As if Harry were about to compete in some kind of athletic game.__
Or the one where Harry is absolutely terrible at dirty talk so he asks his best friend to teach him. And the one where Louis knows it’s a catastrophically bad idea but agrees anyway.
The World, It’s Turning Inside-Out by aimmyarrowshigh, spibsy (lucy_and_ramona) (E, 15K –– this is part one of a 10-part series which increases in smut and kink as it goes on, total of approx 450K)
The night before the first live show of X Factor’s ninth series, George meets Harry and Louis in a nightclub.
Howls Like A Beast (You Flower, You Feast) by @indiaalphawhiskey (E, 16K)
France, 1754.Château de Versailles.
“You don’t love me,” Louis had said, utterly blasé as he callously fractured the heart of a Harry that was just barely eighteen.
“I do,” Harry had insisted pleadingly, green eyes already watering.
Louis had rolled his eyes, exasperated and flippant in the way only beautiful, young boys could be when faced with the affections of a baby prince. He had run his finger down Harry’s cheek then, had forced him to look into his eyes as he delivered the final blow.
“You’ll change your mind once you’ve seen more of the world,” Louis had teased, pressing a brutally delicate kiss onto Harry’s lovely, pure cheek. “Once you’ve been properly defiled.” He had whispered filthily, delighted by the gasp he heard, the frantic pink blush that had rested high on Harry’s cheeks, the power he had felt at knowing he could make the Crown Prince squirm.
leave you drowning until you reach for my hand by orphan_account (E, 16K)
If Louis told him to do something that he really didn’t want to do, it would be different, but Louis’s never done that, never asked anything of Harry that he couldn’t handle. Except—except maybe this; to obey him without praise, reward, approval, or even mere acknowledgement.
precious little thing by mercutionotromeo (E, 21K)
Reason #10 - Curiosity
Niall grins deviously and hits “make call”, putting his phone on speaker. They lean in close to peer down at the screen, heads knocking lightly together. Dull rings reverberate quietly around the room and mix with the monotonous buzz of the lights. It rings for a while - maybe six or seven times - then the other line picks up.
There’s a slow, steady inhale, and a low voice purrs, “Hi, sexy.”
Jesus - this guy has barely said two words, and both of them have made Harry’s cock twitch in his jeans. That’s not even getting to what those words are, and why he’s saying them, and how Harry’s stomach is dropping into his shoes at the mere thought of him saying… other words. Words like “cock”, and “please”, and “come”.
Also known as: a university AU featuring phone sex operator Louis, copious amounts of sweet, soft kink discovery, and Louis being Harry’s Daddy.
Yellow by 13ways / @13ways-of-looking (E, 85K)
The city of Gotham turns blood red with a new, mysterious criminal element, a beautiful woman named the Blind Cupid.
She threatens to tear the fabric of the city apart, aided by her deadly protégé, the Cat.
Can Batman stop them?
Will he resist the bewitching allures of the Cat?
A Batman/ Catwoman AU
Lightening Strikes Twice by dinosaursmate / @catfishau (E, 104K)
“Louis Tomlinson,” Harry said slowly, shaking his head and betraying a slight grin. “What the fuck are the odds?”“Small world,” Louis said lightly, shrugging and holding his hand out to Harry, smirk playing on his lips. “Wasn’t sure you’d remember me.”“Haha! Please.”Harry slid his palm into Louis’, grasping and shaking it. It must’ve been… what? Thirty years?—Two tales, one story. One: a tale of a rock star taking a shine to a fan who is different from all the others, and two: a tale of an older, washed up rock star, who - on the brink of resigning himself to a life of loneliness - finds fate intervening.
I’m sure I have more, but I hope this gives you some you haven’t read yet!
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hellagayweird0 · 5 years
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Jay’s Season 14 Episode 3 Chat
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~ SAMMY AND SAMMY BEARD 😍
~ “Some people say I look good.” YES AND YOU DO, BABY
~ “No.  No, Sam.  No people say that.” Dean I stg don’t you dare insult the Sammy beard, I will hurt you.  SAM LOOKS GREAT
~ “Michael bailed.”  The fandom:
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~ Ok camera hi um I like his face but I don’t need to see it so close, thanks
~ Chief is now and forever going to be a nickname I use for Sam in my fics, thank you very much.  I LOVE CHIEF
~ Jack: “Dean?”  Dean: *starts singing* “I heard that you were talking shit and you didn’t think that I would hear it.” *But seriously, that part of the song just automatically started playing in my head when they saw each other 😂*
~ “Is it really you?” Jack noooooooooooo it’s a liiiiiiie
~ Dean and Cas: *smile at each other*  Me: 
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~ EXCUSE ME WRITERS WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT “Dean and Cas don’t hug” THING I NEED ANSWERS I WILL FULL ON RIOT I’M MAD
~ “How’s Nick.”  *crawls into a corner* We don’t mention that name in this household, sir.  He’s not welcome here
~ There are so many layers to suits, damn
~ NEW SCAR, FRIENDS.  TIME TO RESEARCH
~ “Cas, I’m gonna need you to get in my head.”  All the Destiel shippers: 
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~ Oh that’s a Dark Kaia and a stabby stab
~ WHAT WAS THAT DRAMATIC ZOOM OUT, CAMERA PERSON?
~ *screams* JODYYYYYYYYYYY I’VE MISSED YOU, MOM
~ Hey Claire my wife, what’s up I miss you
~ Aw Jody happy to hear from her son again
~ OH OKAAAAAY, HOLD ON *pulls out a chair for the writers* SIT DOWN AND LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT.  YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT YOU CAN BRING DARK KAIA BACK TO THE SHOW AND INCLUDE HER IN STUFF BUT YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT WAYWARD?  ALRIGHT, COOL, JUST WANTED TO CLEAR SOME THINGS UP (Can you tell I’m totally over this 😆)
~ Oh I’m glad the “giant meat fork” thing has context now 😆
~ AW JACK *hugs him*
~ Dean you can’t come back and just start giving Jack orders.  You aren’t the parent here
~ LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE, DEAN.  NOW BABY CHILD IS ALL SAD
~ “I didn’t mean to be a dick.” *coughs and remembers last season* Sure, Jan
~ (Also ok I get he’s been through a lot and I’m being hard on him BUT I CAN’T HELP IT)
~ Oh hi new people, you’re both adorable and I already love you
~ Ok nope I’m calling so much bullshit here.  You’re telling me that Dean literally cutting Sam off to insist that Cas stay in the bunker and not go with them to help, even though Cas could be a huge help to them, is normal Dean?  He seems waaaaay too eager to have Cas not go with them.  I don’t trust that AT ALL
~ See, Dean and I handle hard times/pain the same way.  By joking, not taking it 100% seriously, and sometimes flat out ignoring/avoiding it.  Not for bad, insulting reasons.  Just because it’s easier to joke than to face stuff.  (Sorry, this took a dark turn 😆 I just wanted to say that.  I relate to Dean a ton.)
~ NOT A SLIGHT B.M. SCENE MY HEART CAN’T TAKE IT
~ AW MAMA JODY HUGS
~ HAHA SEE DEAN, JODY LIKES IT TOO
~ I love the looks they give each other when Jody’s not looking 😆 little things like that make a scene so much better
~ Dean wtf is going on with you, you’re so eager about this, I don’t trust that
~ JACK HEY NOOOO *grabs him by his jacket* PUT THAT STUFF BACK YOU AREN’T RUNNING AWAY GET BACK HERE YOUNG MAN
~HE WROTE THEM A NOTE I’M CRYING (also 2 things.  one, who taught him how to write?  two, HIS HANDWRITING IS AWESOME.)
~ “Like Sleeping Beauty.”  *starts sobbing* Jack, could you be anymore pure?  ALSO WHO TAUGHT HIM ABOUT SLEEPING BEAUTY BECAUSE I WANT TO GIVE THEM A GIANT HUG.  THANK YOU, STRANGER
~ Oh thanks for mentioning Rowena.  I miss my favorite witch
~ “Are you going somewhere?” Cas parent mode is activated YES CAS BE A GOOD DAD I LOVE YOU
~ Jody, you don’t even have to ask, of course you get a vote, you queen
~ Sam is like “Nope this is some bullshit.”
~ AGAIN, CAMERA PERSON, I DON’T NEED HIS FACE THIS CLOSE, CAN YOU FOR THE LOVE OF CHUCK BACK UP?
~ *sings* SUPER MONSTEEEEEEERS
~ DEAN FUCKIN TOUCHED A HOT TIN CAN AND HAD NO REACTION.  I’M SORRY, BUT WTF??  THIS ISN’T FULL DEAN AND I’M STILL. CALLING. BULLSHIT.
~ Oh hey Dark Kaia, my love
~ I love how Dean just casually lands on Sam
~ I LOVE WHEN DARK KAIA IS A NINJA (also what was that “throwing the spear, diving to it, grabbing it, and running off 😆 it was strange but cool.)
~ Ok but for real I’m super curious as to who this AU!Kaia is
~ “Let’s find her and ask.” Oh yeah, I’m sure you’ll have a nice, calm chat over some tea maybe
~ “It’s marked ‘gross stuff’.” Could I love this show anymore than I already do?  The answer is no
~ AWWW JACK JUST SITTING WITH THE GIRL *screeches*
~ “Is that your dad?” “One of them, yes.” If you’ll excuse me, I have to wrap myself in a blanket and sob into a pillow
~ JACK IS SUCH A GOOD LISTENER LOOK AT HIM BEING CUTE
~ Oh that glance, the pressure is on, Cas
~ DEAN I SWEAR STOP GOING SO FAST WITH NO PLAN THIS IS HOW PEOPLE GET HURT HAVEN’T YOU LEARNED ANYTHING
~ Look at that floppy Sammy hair
~ Well isn’t that pretty and purple
~ Now let’s all take a second for dramatic timing to kick in- yup there it is
~ JACK CAN’T HELP HE LOOKS SO SAD NOOO
~ “First love strikes quick.” THEY MADE IT CANON, BITCHES!!  YEEEEEES *breaks out the whiskey* TIME TO CELEBRATE KAIAXCLAIRE
~ Oh Sam knows a little about losing love (I’m sorry I had to)
~ “He’s not ready for this case.” IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T NOTICED, HE’S NOT READY FOR MUCH OF ANYTHING, BABE
~ Dark Kaia jump scare, hi
~ THAT’S GOTTA BE SOME DIRTY WATER
~ Those crackers will dry out your mouth so quickly, my dear.  Take some dirty water with you
~ Here’s Deany
~ Oh well you’re welcome to tie me to a chair any day of the week, sir (i mean what....)
~ “I was trying to kill the blonde.”  Jody: *pulls out a gun* “I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH.”
~ DEAN BACK AWAY FROM MY DARK WIFE
~ Oh no the poor girl!!
~ JACK THIS ISN’T YOUR FAULT, CAS THIS ISN’T YOUR FAULT
~ NO MY TINY SON DON’T CRY PLEASE NO DON’T BE SAD
~ YES JACK SAVE HER YOU GOT THIS BABY
~ DEAN FUCKIN CHILL I SWEAR
~ In what world does a chair slide that easily?  Apparently this one
~ DEAN WTF STOP
~ JACK YOU’RE SUCH A SMART BOY
~ “You’re no different than him.  Threats, violence, anything to get what you want.” *starts clapping*
~ “I am nothing like him.” SURE JAN
~ “Jack, are you sure?”  “No.” *breaks it anyways* I love him
~ Heeeeey she’s okaaaaaay YOU DID IT JACK I’M SO PROUD OF YOU
~ Why do I miss Michael!Dean?  Is it bad that I want him back? 😆
~ Excuse me, don’t kick her
~ Aw Jody
~ Yay new friends coming to visit
~Guys, you didn’t even knock first.  Rude
~ SAM’S ANGRY FACE DOES THINGS TO ME THAT WE WON’T TALK ABOUT
~ “I was never one to turn down a buffet.” ME TOO
~ WHY DOES SAM ALWAYS GET THROWN ONTO TABLES 😆
~ Hi um don’t touch Sam’s beautiful face, thanks
~ GO JODY
~ GET AWAY FROM MY MOM
~ Wait wait wait, would a chair losing a leg really loosen the ropes?  HOW DOES THAT WORK, AM I MISSING SOMETHING HERE 😆
~ Dean: “Now you’re in trouble.” Dark Kaia: *dives out the window*  Dean: “Well shit, never mind.” 
~ NO JODY
~ YES DARK KAIA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU BADASS
~ I hope we meet again, wifey
~ Jody, you’re such a fuckin queen
~ Aw yeah, Claire deserves to know
~ “I just feel like I already lost before I ever even began.” Was that shade towards what happened (or rather, didn’t happen) with Wayward?  WAS THAT SHADE?  IF SO, I’M SO PROUD AND I BOW DOWN TO JODY
~ EXCUSE ME NO DON’T GIVE ME A SPLIT SECOND OF JODY CRYING I DON’T LIKE HER CRYING NO THAT’S NOT OKAY NOOOOO
~ Jack just lying on his bed, contemplating life, is meeeeeee
~ LIL JACK SMILE
~ I. FUCKIN. LOVE. CAS. AND. JACK. FATHER. AND. SON. MOMENTS.
~ I LOVE WHEN CAS IS PROUD OF HIS CHILD YES
~ Not gonna lie, I had to take like 5 minutes because I was crying over this scene BUT I NEED AN EPISODE WHERE CAS AND JACK GO ON A HUNT TOGETHER PLEASE AND THANK YOU
~ THE LIL SMILE IS BACK
~ Other parents are proud of first steps, first words, and stuff.  And the fandom is over here like AW HIS FIRST COLD HOW PRECIOUS 😆
~ “I’ll make you some soup then.” PLEASE HOLD AS I RESUME MY CRYING
~ NO I’M NOT READY FOR THIS B.M. SCENE, NOPE, NO *jumps out of the impala* *screams from the distance* NOOOOOOPE
~ “I put us all in danger today.  Stupid danger.” YEAH WE KNOW
~ As hard as it is, baby, you can’t skip like that.  You have to be careful.
~ Hey um Dean I don’t like this “putting yourself down” part *hugs him* stop it
~ Are we forgetting that both Sam and Dean have been possessed by archangels?  I’m sure Sam knows what it feels like (I’m not yelling at Dean 😆 I’m just saying)
~ Dean: “I was underwater.”  Me: *breaks out into singing All Of Me* MY HEAD’S UNDERWATER-”
~ NO CAMERA PEOPLE YOU ARE EVIL DON’T YOU DARE GIVE ME A SHOT OF SAM WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES WHO SAID THAT WAS ALLOWED
~ Okay, let’s pause for a second.  Dean, sweetheart, you said yes because Sam and Jack were in danger.  If you hadn’t, Jack would be dead and who knows what would’ve happened to Sam.  You did the right thing, and whatever Michael does/did, isn’t on you.  You had no control after he took over.  You said yes to him helping you save Sam and Jack.  You didn’t know he’d take over and start doing all this stuff.  Not. Your. Fault.  Alright, let’s resume
~ JACK, UM, THAT’S BLOOD.  JACK THAT’S FUCKIN BLOOD.  EXCUSE ME YOUNG MAN WHY ARE YOU COUGH BLEEDING?  THAT’S NOT OKAY IN THE SLIGHTEST.  YOU NEED TO TELL SOMEONE AND GET HELP, DON’T YOU DARE PULL A WINCHESTER AND JUST NOT SAY ANYTHING.  BABY BOY PLEASE IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO YOU I’LL GO HUNTING FOR SOME WRITERS.  PLEASE DON’T DIE
~Also, I’m getting Sam S8 flashbacks and I don’t appreciate this
And that’s it for S14 E3!  This episode was the best one this season so far by a long shot.  It felt like the first real episode.  And for some reason, it felt really short.  But it was still good!  I’m really excited for next week’s episode!  Even though it’s a filler, it looks awesome! (even though Sam beard is gone....I’m not sad....*sniffs*)  And that mystery girl with Sam who I’ve been trying to figure out the identity of for so long is in it SO MAYBE I’LL FINALLY GET SOME ANSWERS.  She’s adorable.
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PET Ep 8
Downstairs, a phone started ringing loudly "ARTHUR, SOMETHING'S DOWNSTAIRS" a strong german accent came from a room, upstairs. Angy had heard the phone ringing as well. She heard Vincent screaming at Arthur about it but she knew that the young boy wasn't going to pick it up, being that he was probably busy with god knows what. She got up from her bed and went downstairs to pick up the phone. "Hello?" Phone tm: "yes hello? Is this P.E.T? yes uh, we called a few days ago and your leader scehdualed something for today at this time, and we're wondering where you are.. oh, yea, we're the people who called about the abandoned hospital-" "Oh shi-" Angy cursed under her breath, not knowing what to do "Um.. Who is this speaking?" "This is Allie Richsun, is there a problem?" He'd sigh. There was nothing to DO today, despite there being a lot he could've done today. Just the fact there was nothing FUN he could do today. What. "Angy can get it," He'd reply, scrolling through Tumblr and being bored. Ooh hey, that's a pretty nice aesthetic. Like. He never reblogs anything. haha "Uh- Nope! There's no problem at all! It's just.." Angy took a deep breath, where the hell was Ari or Era? "Let me.. call you back in a few seconds, we are preparing..  Um, bye!" Angy freaked out and hung up Vincent slide down the stairs, going over to the kitchen and drank from the milk carton Arth doesn't know what's going on right now, so he's just gonna sit here and do whatever he's doing. Call him when he's needed. The young girl paced up and down the room. Just then, a piece of paper caught her eye that was lying down on top of the dinner table. She grabbed it and read it. After finishing reading it, she freaked out a bit more. What the hell was she supposed to do? She was so concerned that she didn't notice Vincent. "ARTHUR!" she called out "GET DOWN HERE!" Vincent had his hair down with a cucumber facial mask "Coming, give me like a second," Arthur walked out of his room, down the stairs and into the kitche- "Vincent, dude, no. Five- or, SIX other people, counting that other new fangirl person, live here, man." His mood just went from bored to a little pissed (but not enough to actually yell or break anything). Oh yeah, he forgot Angy called him for something, so he'll finally face her. "What do you need again?" "What is this?!" she pointed at the note "Did you know about this?!" Vincent put the milk carton back and hummed over to meet the other two "No? I've been in my room like, all day, how would I know?" He should probably grab something, now that he thinks about it. "I just received a call from a client saying they're waiting for us, yet neither Era or Ari told us a darn thing about it!" Angy then placed the note back down "And now suddenly you're in charge?! I thought they were the ones who handled all of these things but noo they had to go and do whatever the heck" She sighed "Do you have Ari's phone number?" "Of course I have Ari's phone number. But if they're on a case that takes Era and Ari, they probably don't have signal." He'd shrug, entering his phone password (and hiding it from the other two) and tapping Contacts, handing her his phone. "Please don't look at anything else. Not like it's bad, just that it'd be pretty rude if you didn't." He's gonna throw that milk away later just sayin'. That, or hide it from Vincent somehow. Vincent read over the note and shrugged, "Also, I used all the bath soap. I brung over some of my own bath salts. The toilet is broken and the shower is clogged." Vincent no "Trust me, I don't want to see anything on your phone for now" She tapped Ari's name and the phone started ringing. She knew Arthur was probably right about the rest of the team not having signal but for the situation they were in right now, it didn't hurt to try. "I'm not fixing it, that's all up to you, dude." He's probably wearing the clothes the mun posted Arthur being in earlier. Arthur's just gonna sneak his way into the living room, sitting on the couch and being bored. Aka literally the picture that mun sent Arthur being in. Vincent groaned, "I know how to repair explosives and illegal weaponary. But bathrooms?"  He came over next to Arthur and turned on the TV "The note said you're in charge! You have to fix this or at least tell Ari what the heck is going on!" She kept impatiently waiting for the co-leader to answer her phone. "Sounds like a personal problem." "You can try to," It's probably playing a kids network, like Nick Jr. or something, especially because of who last used the TV. "Ari! Where the  hell are you?!" She said once she heard Ari's voice "I just read the note that you left us!" "I'm not being in charge; YOU can be in charge, th- oh nevermind." He'd tell himself, seeing as Angy was talking to Ari now. On the other end of the line, you can hear someones voice rambling about Spop and the other girls She covered the phone "I'm not going to be in charge of anything!" she whispered yelled, then going back to talking to Ari and hearing the voice of a man ramble. She was quite confused but it wasn't her problem "Mind explaining?!" "What do mean North Carolina?! Also, I have your brother's phone because I wanted you to know that you might have forgotten a little appointment in an abandoned hospital?" "A test? You know, there's a thing that is called com-" she was interrupted by Ari yelling "Max" Who was Max? Before she could ask however, Ari had already hung up on her. Angy cursed as she face palmed herself. Vincent put his arm around Arthur, not exactly touching him. Vincent didn't really seem to think about it. Woah hey there Vincent, getting a little touchy. He's gonna. Scoot a little. Itty bit. It's been like, a day man. He'd also shout 'yo' at the mention of himself. Vincent doesn't even know why Arthur is scooting, but continues to laugh at Tom and Jerry killing eachother. After cursing at herself for a few more moments, Angy knew what she had to do. She went over to the couch, handing Arthur his phone "C'mon you two, we gotta go"  She then started walking away to her room in order to get ready herself. "Go where?" Vincent got up "Well, we gotta go and clean up the shit Ari and Era left us because apparently it's a test and right now I just wish I could stab myself" "Do we have to though?" Arth really doesn't wanna go anywhere. Let him sit here and do absolutely nothing. "Trust me, I wish we didn't either but we get payed for this." Angy replied "Plus, I don't want to get yelled at" "I have an appointment with a guy who wants to collect my diamonds...But just small ones..." He'd sigh. "Fine," He's gonna sit here 'till they move, though. "Where we going?" "Your diamonds can wait for a bit, right now we just need someone to drive us over there because it seems that they took the car." Going alone with Arthur would have been fine but she didn't want to leave the possible insane man with bombs and guns alone in their home, not to mention it was part of the "test" she had no choice but to go with him. "The call was from a Allie Richsun, she said that it was an abandoned hospital." "I'll drive, my Porsh just got right out of the shop! New brand new paint job~" "Y'know, the last time we got involed with abandoned places didn't end well, but that's fine I guess." He'd shrug, getting up. "Anything specific about the ghost? Special things we might need to bring?" "ILL BRING EXPLOSIVES!!" Excitement and energy in Vincent's eyes "NO. No explosives. Explosives are bad in an abandoned place. I broke bones because of it. I had three floors of rubble on my little innocent teenage body. No explosives." Vincent groaned loudly, though a glint in his eyes told the he's going to bring some anyways "Ah fuck.." she muttered as she went back to the phone and called back the client. Unfortunately, she didn't pick up "Well shit.. I sort of hung up on her and she didn't exactly tell me what was going on so I guess we bring all of the things just in case." She turned over to Vincent "No explosives. Gut red isn't a good paint color for walls, trust me" "Don't worry 'bout it. No explosives..." "I have a strong feeling there's still gonna be explosives." G l a r e at Vincent before he runs up the stairs to get his stuff. Angy didn't completely trust Vincent's word but had no time to argue and headed off to get dressed and grab the things they needed VINCENT RUNS UP He can be heard gathering heavy equipment and dropping a large item as it makes a huge BAM When Angy heard the noise, it almost caused her to drop her ghost tracker and almost break it "Damn it Vincent.." she muttered before continuing to collect several things He walks over to the bathroom and washes his facemask off A crack can be heard in the bathroom "I broke the sink." Angy finally left her room and heard the crack from the bathroom "Hey? Mr. German guy? We can't exactly wait for you forever" Vincent walked out with his regular outfit and a large leather backpack "I'll call my plumber. He gives me a great discount when I put a gun to his head" "Nice, okay. Now, where the heck is Arthur?" Arthur heads to his room, grabbing his journal and gun and stuffing those in there. What else did he need? Uhh, maybe he should bring some markers.. naah, it'll just take up space. Besides, the only two types of markers he could grab are the expensive ones or Cray-ohmygod. "VINCENT, what the FUCK," He'd grab a few things real quick before putting on his jacket (not the fur one, the other one that doesn't make him look like he just got out of a heckign pool. It's probably like bright red too. What a nerd) and grabbing his messenger bag, charging up to the other two. "Here!!" Despite running at speeds probably not appropriate for a 15-year-old, he stopped and prevented himself from crashing into the other two. also he probably put on some heckin pants, mun forgot to add that part in "Alright guys go get in my Porshe outside. I'll go grab the keys and go" "Don't take too long, for all we know this woman is gonna be fucking pissed at us but hell, that isn't our problem." Angy then walked out the home, waiting near the Porshe for Vincent. She looked at the car, did this man have some serious money? Probably not. Knowing him, he probably did something else which Angy wasn't eager to know. Here he come!! Probably sprinting cause now he's suddenly in the mood for ghost hunting. Probably because of his bag. Anyways, he's also out there now, just sort of doing that thing where you seesaw your feet back and forth and you sway with it. Mun is probably gonna edit this later with a better description of it. Vincent comes to the porshe with his pink keys with a poodle on his keychain, hopping in and starting it Arthur takes shotgun, and no one's gonna stop him. He's probably gonna mention the keys later. :^) "Where to sweetheart?" With the doors unlocked now, Angy sat inside in the backseat, seeing as Arthur had taken the passenger seat. Once she sat down, there was a new problem at hand. Where was the abandoned hospital? "Wh-" Sweetheart? He's. Flustered. A little bit. His jimmies have been russled- "Hey, can I have my phone back by the way?" "I wonder if they're talking about that abandoned hospital on 26 Street" "You casually just know about run down hospitals?" "How would you know where that is?" This man has been here for like. A day. Two days. What. "I hear about it in China Town" "You must hear about a lot of places in China Town." "Strip clubs and stuff. Ye" "I guess we should look there then" "Best guess. But- wait, do you hear about them AT strip clubs or do you hear ABOUT strip clubs?" Does he want this question answered? Haha no. But he already said it so too late. "There isn't time for this! Let's go" Vincent took a second to say, "Both..' "Uh- okay yeah let's just. Go. Hehe." Woo this got awkward. He probably should've expected this, but now that he's heard it he's got mixed feelings about this guy. Vincent backed out of the drive way and started to drive to the street, cranking up classical music He quietly sang to it Angy sat in the backseat looking out the window, being surprised at Vincent's music choice. She didn't really expect it but she just shrugged it off. After about eight minutes, Vincent stopped the car. Pointing at a large mossy medical building pointing up from the trees Okay, he didn't expect this. Especially hearing about the fact Vincent's been to a strip club atleast once, if not other times before. "So.. pink keys, huh?" Mun was going to start conversation but oop they're here. "A friend gave them to me..." "A friend gave you your car keys." Angy closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, getting ready for the mission and how she was going to deal with the client and both Vincent and Arthur. "Okay, we're finally here. Arthur, when we get there, you're the one who's leading since you're still in charge" "Uh, no. You're the leader now. You're better than me at the whole tracker thing. I'm just good at writing it down and occasionally breaking things. As the person in charge, I now give you my rank. Or something like that." "Ugh. Your sister is going to kill me but, fair enough. C'mon." She opened her backside door and got out, feeling the cool misty air hit her face. He'd get out of the vehicle aswell, going ahead of the others and waiting outside the door. Vincent followed along, kicking dirty cans scattered around. what did those cans do to you. Allie blinked, looking at the three childing "uh..hello there! Are you P.E.T?" she asked, a tinge of worry in her voice. they didnt look like adulted Angy made her way across the large field to the main building where the lady was "Yes, we are P.E.T, paranormal exploration trackers! We are terribly sorry for keeping you waiting, traffic was a bit crazy" she lied to the woman. Allie rose an eyebrow, nodding slightly "um..just saying. you may need this, considering your teammates Angy dear. now, go ahead and head inside" she handed Angy a piece of paper, which..counted their lives? thats odd. "and Arthur, Ari told me about you. No killing things. you either Vincent. the ghosts are for capturing, not killing." Oh shit that's the person. Or who he guesses is the person. He just gives a small wave. "Wh- what do you mean? I'm not gonna kill them," He probably would if he really needed to. He's gonna rush over there, doot de doo Vincent shrugged and looked over at the piece of paper with their lives, "Do I actually have that many lives?" "Yes. dont let them waste m'dear" Allie hummed "or else i might have to retract quite a few." "We're gonna die?" Vincent said anxiously, looking over at Arthur. Angy was taken a bit aback by how this stranger knew some things about them but it seemed that Ari had talked to her about them. Angy took the paper and read their lives, Vincent peering over her shoulder and reading the paper as well "I guess so, it's surprising.." Angy looked up at the lady when she threatened Vincent "Okay then.. um.. Let's go guys, I do hope you do have your flashlights, it seems pretty dark in there" Allie paused "actually" Wh?? What?? "Well yeah, I died once, it's not that bad." Arthur shut up, you've only died once as a kid. "im gonna need your flashlights" she held out her hands "and equipment" "No." "What?" "NU UH!" "yes! Give me flashlights and equipment please. and dont try killing me, ill retract livees~" she sang "No." He'd turn around, leaving the building. "No." "We are not letting you have our flashlights." Vincent started to join Arthur He'd walk back to the car, opening the door and staring at the women directly in the eyes.. "No." And sitting in the passenger seat. "You do know we need these to get the job done right?" Allie flew over and grabbed Arthur by the hood, holding him in the air and humming "kid. listen. this is a test. if you cant fare without a flashlight and equipment i could have Ari force you to leave PET, and ill easily  take all your lives." "Okay, make me leave PET! That's fine! Just don't like, take my lives maybe? That'd be nice maybe!" "What the-" Angy saw the lady no clip and immediately ran to where she was with Arthur "Hey! You leave him alone!" "I will gladly let myself get fired from PET aslong as I don't, y'know, die forever? Can that be arranged maybe, I dunno?" "The hospital has equipment, flashlights, and other various objects hidden around it. you'll find them. and Arth. ooh Arth. You'll die forever really soon either way with your reckless lil acts" Vincent grabbed Arthur by the legs and tugged him away from Allie's grasp, holding Arthur in a carrying position "You know, I'm starting to question Ari's methods. And you didn't tell us this was Ari's plan sooner because..?" Allie glared at Vincent and swooped down, grabbing Arthur again and pulling him away, flying up high enough for Arthur and herself to be out of anyones reach "HEY! Give him back!" "You really quite are. plus no teamwork. this excerise would force you to use teamwork, your wits, and forcing yourself to brave darkness and ghosts you cannot injure. All three of you. and use weapons you arent used too." "Okay sorry, say that again? I can't hear you over mY FEAR OF YOU CARRYING ME SO HIGH UP IN THE AIR TO WHICH I CAN DIE!" Angy's anxiety started to rise up seeing Arthur being so high up. She turned to Vincent "Do something!" Allie grinned "Exactly!! if i drop you, boom. i can snatch away all your lives. So, i suggest you listen unless you want to die, and Angy and Vincent, you might not want a very very pissed off Ari. or dead friend." Vincent shrugged and rummaged through his bag "CAN YOU PLEASE PUT ME DOWN??" Boi stop screaming- Allie sighed, looking at Vincent "you hurt me, i slam this boy into a tree." Vincent yelled  in anger "LIKE, NOT THAT I'M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS BUT BEING SO HIGH UP KINDA SCARES PEOPLE EVERY NOW AND THEN!" "Well no shit, Ari's going to be really pissed when she finds out YOU KILLED HER BROTHER!" Allie blinked "...Arthur may be her brother, but she'd forgive me for killing him. i know she would. if she doesnt, i can strip her of lives too" Allie, please th boi is scard pls let him down he doesn't like this. he's kicking and flailing nonono sTop nO- "HEY, LIFE LADY! WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS IF YOU PUT ME ON SOLID GROUND!" "What the shit Ari..?" she said under her breath Vincent drops his bag and all his weapons and flashlight, "Bring Arthur down in peace" wowza thank u stronk german man. Mun lowkey wants to make him start tearing up but.. nah. Allie frowned "that wouldnt be much fun! Arthur, you drop your stuff too. easy to do, holding you under shoulders, not arms. Same for you Angy." "I'll catch your stuff Arthur!" Shouting below and raising his hands up Angy sighed but did what she was asked to do. Angy was never the one to turn to violence but this "woman" was testing her patience. Allie blinked, then grinned, simply 'despawning' all of Arthurs stuff "Wh-" oH My gOD. "DID YOU JUST DELETE MY FUCKING JOURNAL???" "huh" "no, dumbass. its in my inventory." there goes all of Vincent and ANgys stuff "Arthur please! Don't do something stupid!" Mun would like to add that Arthur is probably clinging to this lady. That or has a very strong grip and struggling immensely. Allie smiled "now, i have full control over the hospital. brightness levels, windows, even making it collapse. Im putting you three in there with 5 lives. meaning if one of you die, you all lose a life. But you'll respawn pretty quick. Dont give yourselves perma-killed. got it?" she chuckled "im locking you in there as well, how about ya'll go on in, ill throw Arthur in in a second." "Just.." Angy sighed "Please bring him down..?" "YES, YEAH PUT ME DOWN, THAT- THAT'S PROBABLY- GOOD," "This is scarier than that one guy throwing up in China town" "Get. in. the. hospital." she snapped, letting her eyes go all Sally-demon creepy stuff Angy turned to Vincent with a grossed out face but did not want to ask Vincent was the first one walking into the hospital Okay NOW he's tearing up. He's actually scared right now. Please don't drop him. He's not even scared of Allie, just the fact he might fall any second. Angy looked up at Arthur, noticing the tears and growing even more worried but she had no choice and followed Vincent to the building. Allie sighed "dont be such a baby. Ari said you were all brave. thats why i grabbed you. ew. put the tears away" she let go of one of his arms to slap him, before just holding him by one arm. "speaking of Ari, just know she told me to do none of this. im doing it for fun. so uh, if you get mad at her shes just gonna come after me and..yea, i dont wanna kill her. So." Allie shrugged "just dont get pissed at her for my actions." He'd scREECH, clinging to the one arm for dear life. Whoops he's too busy screaming and panicking to notice he has his phone. Because that's what you do when you're 15 feet in the air, being carried by some sort of floating lady who threatened to bash you into a tree and threatened to end you and your friends' existences permanently. "HEY, C-CAN YOU TELL WHOEV- WHOEVERS CALLING ME THAT- THAT I CAN'T PICK UP RIGHT NOW, KINDA DYING," Angy felt her pockets and felt her phone. Her eyes widened as she realized that she hadn't given it up. She started walking faster toward the building, finding a place where she though Allie wouldn't see her. She frantically started dialling Ari and hoping she would pick up. "Ari!" She whispered yelled into the cellphone, feeling angry and panicked and not wanting Allie to hear. "I hope you're happy with your fucking test because your brother is going to die now!" "What do you mean you didn't know!? This creepy woman right now has your brother hanging from 15ft up in the air!" Angy was completely confused but the tone Ari had in her voice sounded genuine "Trust me Ari.. I would save him if I could but this "woman", I don't even know what she is anymore, took all of our stuff." "Ari, please calm down" Angy felt some tears in her eyes as well. As much as she was mad before, thinking Ari had done this on purpose, she hated hearing any of the people she cared for cry. "She told us to give up our stuff and we did but.. she's not letting him go.. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry I don't know what to do..W-wait.. Billy..?" Is he gonna die?? Maybe he's gonna die. He feels like dying now. Maybe he should let go. But nah, Allie might regret it. But she should. He should focus more on screaming. Let's do that. Allie hummed, now swinging Arthur from side to side, refusing to drop him until Vincent went into the damn hospital If Ari meant for this to be like this, then would she want him dead? Maybe he SHOULD let go, that is if one of the only relatives he ever got along with decided to send him on a suicide mission. But there were also people here that cared about him, and that was bad too. I mean Angy sort of cared about him. Era was pretty okay. He barely got to know Spop or the other new intern, and Vincent seemed.. interesting? He's like, panicking less now, but still panicking. Maybe crying. A part of him is telling him to let go, but at the same time telling him that it'd be worth it if he just held on. Allie hummed "seems like your friends are inside. aww.. guess i gotta put you down. remember. five lives. Dont get yourselves killed, got it?" Allie kind of, threw Arthur into the hopsital lightly, before locking all the doors, leaving them in a completely dark room, still with cellphone service by the way. "Arthur, thank god!" Angy immediately ran up to him, ignoring Ari, who was still on the line "Are you okay?" "Why don't we use the cell for a light? Also, Arthur, nice air time" Oh boy now he's panicking More. Now not only is he without his phone, but also not knowing where everyone is and just kinda. Crawls on the ground until he can find something to grab. "Th- than- tha- yeah," Probably Angy or Vincent's leg, that or like a chair or something. Depends on how intact the hospital is, really. "Don't worry, you're safe here with us.." "Wow, watch where youre grabbing Arthur. You have your hand mighty close to my crotch I mean like you can if it makes you feel better" Vincent coughed nervously Angy, noticing she was still in the call with Ari, gave the phone to Arthur "It's your sister." He's too shocked to say anything, just sort of. Grabs fo-- LIGHT!! YES LIGHT FUCKING HELL-- he doesn't even care if there's someone on the other side, he just turns on the flashlight and shines it on his friends. "You're there, and you're there, that's good, we're good, we're not dead, I'm not dead, what do we do now." He's turning the flashlight every which way, making sure he's seen just about every dark spot in his view. "Arthur, your sister is on the phone. She has no idea who the fuck was the woman holding you up so high" "Oh hey Ari, by the way what the FUCK DID YOU DO THIS FOR?" "Yeah, I did almost die, because apparently you think it's neat to just send us on this mission you weren't here for that could've and might get us killed." He'd sigh. "Okay, thank you, but I'm still kind of pissed, just- come soon? Maybe? Please? I don't think this lady is gonna be happy with us talking to you for this long." Boy wipes his tears. No he didn't cry what're you talking about. He's gonna, start going somewhere with his phone flashlight. He has like, somewhat full battery, 60%. He'll be fine. Allies watching them from the shadows, she made a silent angry noise and snapped, forcing Arthurs phone to die. There the light goooess "Fuck.." Angy looked around in complete darkness "Guys, I think it's best if we stick together for now, just in case.." You can hear Vincent crashing into stuff "Was that you Vincent?" Knowing Arthur was closer to her than the young man. It must have been him rEET- "Oh oF FUCKiNG CourSE!!" He was very tempted to just smash it on the ground but. He stopped himself. No, he thought. It's a phone. He's gonna just, try locating his friend, finding Angy first and grabbing her wrist, before trying to find Vincent. "Vincent, can you just like, yell or something?" It may not be evident cause they're in the fucking dark, but he's very spooped right now. save him A small click echoes through the silent dark room followed by a loud gunshot "I found a gun!" Well, atleast he could see that. Guns do that thing where they do the light and then the shot right. Because if so he'll just walk right over there and grab the boy's wrist. "There, now we're together!" He. Didn't think that statement through. "You have a strong grip" "Whatever you say, dude." He'd 'look' over the rest of the darkness. "Now.. how do we get around here." "Okay then.." Angy tried to ignore Arthur's awkward comment "Anyways, we gotta at find a way out of here before we do end up being slammed into trees. How we'll navigate is a whole other question.." Vincent heard his favorite song play in the dark, "Guys! I hear something!" He says softly, mesmerized by the sound and disappearing into the dark "Yeah that's kinda- Wh- HEY!" Arthur tried to chase after him, but at the sound of his footprints, he was probably gone. He'd sigh, "Are you kidding me," He'd mumble under his breath. Angy was confused but tried to grab Vincent by his shirt "Hold up! It could be a trap!" But it was too late The song stopped in the silence, Vincent now totally gone and the dark wrapping around the two
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