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These are some of my opinions on this whole thing after keeping up with it the past couple days
1) Tokkis like mhj just as much as armys like hybe. They love that woman and think new jeans is nothing without her but pretend they don't so they don't get called weirdos. They claim they're not picking sides and hate both parties, but if you look closely you will be able to pick out the few fans who are actually being neutral. Most Tokkis have picked a side and contrary to them tweeting "fuck mhj" they're on her side. Just like some armys are ignoring the posts implicating bang, Tokkis are ignoring the posts that makes her look like a complete weirdo while quoting the posts implicating bang. What they want is for mhj to leave with the girls because they genuinely believe that everything they got and achieved was never thanks to hybe. I honestly believe that some of them would unstan the group if this whole thing ends up with mhj leaving and new jeans staying at hybe.
2) As edgy as some of them like to act, tokkis are scared of armys and a lot of them are armys who just Stan new jeans because BTS haven't done anything for years, so they attack other hybe groups and fandom openly, but choose their words when it comes to BTS or armys And they have such a huge superiority complex, like they genuinely believe new jeans makes the best music in kpop or something. That's like saying pink pantheress makes the best music you've ever heard btw.
3) This whole thing proves just how adept hybe are with mediaplay, and it's pretty obvious that they were responsible for some of the negative media Jimin received during his debut.
4) I believe 100% that min heejin despises bts, and have always felt so even before now. This is just confirmation of something I already knew, so yes I do believe that she's egotistical enough to say "bang copied her to create BTS", as she said she was approached by hybe after she left sm and probably didn't want to have anything to do with hybe and BTS because she's always harbored resentment for them as she used to be in charge of exo, but she had to because she had no other option and saw them as a stepping stone. And she admitted herself that she spoke to a shaman about them.
5) while I do believe that she feels that way about BTS, hybe only released this to make her look bad and to get army's involved. And it's another indication of how skillfull they are at swaying public opinion.
6) I saw new jeans fans saying every fandom is dragging new jeans when that is not the truth. There'll always be a few trolls but everyone's dragging mhj and worrying about new jeans. They want a "us against the world" moment so bad. And some of them can't stop talking about how bad things could go for new jeans if they stayed with hybe because that's what they want to happen. Everyone wants their fave to leave a shitty label, but when you realize that it's not happening you should hope that the label finally does their job instead of saying nothing good's ever going to happen like you want it to be that way just to prove you're right. (Pjms are guilty of this. Instead of wishing that hybe wakes up and does something for him, they'll imply nothing's ever going to go great as long as he's there, almost like they want that to be the case so they can't continue talking about hybe all day long. Sometimes it's ok to wish for the best in certain situations, instead of acting like you're praying for the worst in order to justify your opinions)
7) fearnots are annoying as fuck , it's weird how they tried to prove to mhj disbanded GFriend because they want buddies off their back, when that would mean they will transfer their hatred from lsrfm onto njns, which is probably what some fearnots wanted anyways. But on the other hand tokkis trying to act like they defended le sserafim but now fearnots betrayed them is funny because most Tokkis openly hate and shade le sserafim all the time, because they think they're beneath new jeans while fearnots are usually calm and don't even talk about new jeans at all. Tokkis are made up of edgy stans and most of them were laughing during the whole hate train and they also try to shade their music because of the whole smart controversy. Le sserafim might genre opp but you can never call them boring and in my opinion they make way better music than new jeans, but new jeans has better vocals and an obvious identity.
With this discussion of music, none of these hybe groups make the best music in 4th gen anyways. Amongst the top 4th gen groups, Ive makes the best music hands down (if we forget their last comeback ever happened) and then you have lesser known groups like triple s and Billlie. Fifty fifty were also hit makers, (not even talking about cupid, although it is objectively a really great song)
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rookie love | oscar piastri social media au
pairing: oscar piastri x hamilton!reader
sure it's a rookie mistake to lose it in a corner, but is it a rookie mistake to fall in love with lewis hamilton's younger sister?
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f1: welcome the rookie class of 2023 !! 2021 f2 champion oscar piastri will race for mclaren, 2022 f2 champion y/n hamilton will be racing for aston martin and 2022 f2 runner up logan sargeant will be racing for williams!
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user1: MY prema girlies
user2: 2019 rookies i am so sorry but there's a new favourite in town
yourusername: two hamiltons on the grid i know that's right 💅 👯♀️
lewishamilton: they hate us cause they ain't us
yourusername: they can't handle the sass
lewishamilton: neither can the fia
yourusername: ... yeah i've been briefed :(
user3: okay, walk with me. if y/n does all of grill the grid, lewis might do the secret santa again
user4: hopes and prayers
fernandoalo_oficial: i'm teammates with a rookie hamilton, i think i've seen this film before
yourusername: i lived through that old man, don't think i won't use your own tricks on you
fernandoalo_oficial: well there's no dna test necessary here
yourusername: the slay is hereditary, but clearly skipped your generation
fernandoalo_oficial: HEY
oscarpiastri: get her jade
fernandoalo_oficial: EY?
user5: the way the grid are not ready for how ride or die y/n and oscar are for each other
user6: bro just quoted COCO MONTRESE for her i am so ready
logansargeant: dude we're getting the band back together
oscarpiastri: f1 boyband have nothing on us
yourusername: xnda who?
lewishamilton: :/
yourusername: no one is safe sorry lew @charles_leclerc you're next piano boy
charles_leclerc: WHAT
user7: i know the aston martin pr department sweating buckets with both fernando and y/n
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yourusername: the hamilton name comes with the wardrobe
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user8: finally lewis has some competition
user9: if there's something a hamilton is going to do it's going to be wearing a monochromatic outfit.
lewishamilton: was the third photo really necessary?
yourusername: yes!
lewishamilton: you're so corny
yourusername: i know this man ain't speaking.... DIGITAL FOOTPRINT
lewishamilton: girl. i've read your diary and your code names don't mean SHIT
yourusername: YOU WHAT?
lewishamilton: got bored when you had a work call ?
yourusername: come to aston's hospitality i got something to show you
lewishamilton: just text me
yourusername: no. spoiler: it's my FOOT up your ASS
user10: so i thought the tussles would be between fernando and y/n not y/n and lewis
georgerussell63: this is just how they are, they'll be besties again in like two minutes
oscarpiastri: why is my outfit not on here you said i slayed :(
yourusername: you did slay !!
landonorris: he literally wore a team shirt and chinos
yourusername: yes but on the oscar scale that is a slay
oscarpiastri: exactly
landonorris: ok?
yourusername: watch your tone mr. norris, you're being awfully loud for a ripped skinny jeans owner 🤨
landonorris: ????
oscarpiastri: :)
user11: okay i think i get the whole ride or die thing now
logansargeant: believe me it gets worse
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lewishamilton: bucket list moment ticked off to share a podium in f1 with my baby sister !!
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user14: two hamiltons in f1 and on the podium before gta 6
user15: we got two hamiltons on the podium but still can't escape a max win
yourusername: thank you for not posting the picture of me bawling my eyes out
lewishamilton: i thought i'd be nice, just this once. i'm proud of you
yourusername: thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu. insane to be on the podium with my biggest idol
maxverstappen1: y/n that's very kind of you
lewishamilton: really?
yourusername: 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭
maxverstappen1: saw the opportunity and had to go for it
yourusername: i respect that
lewishamilton: but i am your biggest idol right?
yourusername: yes.
user16: max really out here like i will make a double hamilton podium about me LOL
oscarpiastri: that's my best friend GO BEST FRIEND
yourusername: oscar piastri podium coming soon @mclaren get ur shit together
oscarpiastri: PR KNOW SHE DOESN'T MEAN THAT
yourusername: no i mean every word i wanna be on the podium with oscar :(
oscarpiastri: slumber party ?
yourusername: i'll be there @logansargeant u coming?
logansargeant: i don't really feel like third wheeling
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logansargeant: if you're buying the room service - yeah
user17: LOGAN WE SAW THAT
user18: y/n x oscar truthers we have some more evidence for the board
user19: gets first woman in f1 on the podium... immediately assumes she’s in a relationship with another driver
user20: i see where you're coming from but watch the prema videos and tell me there's no tension there
user21: idk if oscar can handle all of that ...
user22: i have faith in my goofy lil guy
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user22: WHAT
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oscarpiastri: pookie was on the podium
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user23: okay you shipper bitches may have had a point...
yourusername: when pookie calls you pookie you know it's real
fernandoalo_oficial: i have never felt older than when i listen to you and oscar talk for more than five minutes
yourusername: the girls who get it, get it
oscarpiastri: and the girls who don't.... well
fernandoalo_oficial: i am a 42 year old man
yourusername: and it shows
oscarpiastri: ... oop
user24: oh they annoying... KEEP GOING
lewishamilton: so this is what you left the after party for?
yourusername: yeah and what about it?
lewishamilton: okay like maybe i need to separate you and oscar cause why are you eating me up
yourusername: i'm me but oscar is a victim of the sassy man apocalypse
oscarpiastri: guilty as charged (i learnt everything from your sister)
user25: you guys acting like oscar being like this is a surprise ... we didn't all see him scalp alpine last summer?
user26: the way in my head him and y/n wrote that tweet together and were giggling the whole time
yourusername: we can neither confirm or deny
user27: that's confirmation to me
logansargeant: when will the logan sargeant erasure end?
yourusername: when you serve as much as me?
logansargeant: i am TRYING
yourusername: plus this is an appreciation post for me, stop trying to steal opportunities from women
logansargent: HUH?
oscarpiastri: so disappointing from you logan...
logansargeant: i'm so done with you two
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yourusername: summer break is annoying i wanna go racing again
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user31: WHO IS THAT MAN?
user32: my brain (psychosis) tells me it is oscar
user33: i'll believe you
lewishamilton: HOW DARE YOU SOFT LAUNCH WITHOUT TELLING ME
yourusername: girl. sort the tone and i'll call you
lewishamilton: do you think i am dumb? i know exactly who that is, i just need the confirmation so i can beat his ass
yourusername: why would i tell you if you're gonna beat his ass?
lewishamilton: JUST TELL ME
yourusername: you'll have to find me to do that, see you in zandvoort xxx
user34: i think lewis is having brocedes flashbacks
user35: i know bro is PACING
fernandoalo_oficial: you wanna give me a tow in qualifying?
yourusername: why would i do that old man?
fernandoalo_oficial: @lewishamilton i know.
lewishamilton: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? FERNANDO KNOWS?
yourusername: NOT ON PURPOSE HE'S JUST NOSEY AND LIKES TO READ MY TEXTS OVER MY SHOULDER
fernandoalo_oficial: guilty 💅
yourusername: fine. one tow.
fernandoalo_oficial: thanks girly
user36: we have to study the girlypopification of fernando since being teammates with y/n
oscarpiastri: it's missing pookie hours
yourusername: i am having separation anxiety
user37: these hoes think we don't know 😂
user38: they think they're throwing us on their scent ... YALL NOT SUBTLE
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oscarpiastri: does this count as a win?
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user39: sorry max we got an oscar win we don't care about your championship win
yourusername: LET'S FUCKING GO POOKIE
oscarpiastri: slumber party is gonna eat i fear (why do we have to race tomorrow?)
yourusername: you know who else ate? YOU TODAY
oscarpiastri: hehehehe i guess i did
yourusername: no i am so fucking proud of you
oscarpiastri: love you
yourusername: luv you too
user40: okay so they're just playing with our feelings now?
landonorris: proud of you bro (please turn down the beyonce)
oscarpiastri: don't make me enter my lemonade era
landonorris: are you threatening me with a brocedes?
oscarpiastri: maybe?
yourusername: lmao watch your ass lando, i gave him the play-by-play i was in the brocedes trenches
lewishamilton: 1. happy for you oscar 2. SHUT THE FUCK UP
oscarpiastri: oops?
yourusername: sorry lewis, we'll stop joking about britney if you finally call him
nicorosberg: stop calling me that
lewishamilton: why are you here?
nicorosberg: just observing...
user41: poor lewis having his trauma used as a joke 😭
logansargeant: i'm defo skipping this slumber party
user42: you want to elaborate?
logansargeant: no. i don't think i will
user43: JUST SPILL
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yourusername: got my first win, me and my boyfriend are better than you x
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user44: I FUCKING KNEW IT
user45: i'm gonna need all the bitches who came for me for shipping them so give me my flowers
oscarpiastri: finally. you're too cute not to kiss all the time
yourusername: then hurry up and come here
oscarpiastri: gladly
user46: no i think he actually went, these bitches usually never shut the fuck up
lewishamilton: ...
georgerussell63: oscar RUN THE BREATHING TECHNIQUES AREN'T WORKING
alexalbon: no he's actually going to scrap you RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
landonorris: those dumbasses don't know what is about to hit them
yourusername: why is logan texting me 911 who is being dramatic
yourusername: wait
yourusername: is that him already
georgerussell63: yes for such a short man he's surprisingly fast
lewishamilton: OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR
yourusername: no!
lewishamilton: I JUST WANNA TALK
oscarpiastri: your tone is scaring me
yourusername: OSCAR NO
lewishamilton: OPEN THE DOOR
user47: it's been 20 mins, can we have an update
oscarpiastri: i am alive!
lewishamilton: regardless of what just happened, i am so proud of you y/n !!
yourusername: i love you big brother :))))))
lewishamilton: you're such an inspiration, here's to many more!
user48: lewis being all supportive now after he's scrapped oscar?
lewishamilton: i didn't fight him, he had 30 seconds to convince me not to kill him
oscarpiastri: i did very well :)
lewishamilton: sure
yourusername: you did great babe
oscarpiastri: :)
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oscarpiastri: please don't put me into the barriers lewis, i love your sister
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user51: i think it's safe to say that the 2023 rookies have out done the 2019 rookie sorry not sorry
yourusername: POOKIE, I LOVE YOU POOKIE
oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU TOO POOKIE
logansargeant: can i like have a medal or some championship points for 1. dealing with this nonsense and 2. keeping this a secret
yourusername: you're our favourite third wheel? that's all i got
oscarpiastri: we also pay for your room service every time
logansargeant: ... fine
user52: they're all so close to me, need y/n and oscar to be the first husband and wife to both win a championship
yourusername: that's the plan 🤞
oscarpiastri: are you PROPOSING TO ME?
yourusername: not yet...
oscarpiastri: hehehehehehe
lewishamilton: SLAM ON THE BRAKES, I JUST GOT USED TO THIS LET'S NOT BRING UP MARRIAGE
yourusername: maybe you need to leave your slag era so i can wife oscar
lewishamilton: DO NOT SLUTSHAME ME
user53: the hamilton piastri house about to be ground zero for the sassy man apocalypse
landonorris: you people are so grossly in love, how did we miss it?
alexalbon: speak for yourself it was so obvious
yourusername: we we're pretty obvious
oscarpiastri: yeah i can confirm that when we told you we were having a pillow fight, we were not
landonorris: WHAT
lewishamilton: delete this.
fernandoalo_oficial: @yourusername did you guys do this so you didn't have to give me a tow?
yourusername: yes xoxoxo
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Y/n had to go MIA/KIA to keep the 141 safe, once Simon founds out angry cause he mourned for his best friend only to find out their alive and in hiding, demanded platonic cuddles as their “punishment”
Ok, I'm gonna get the brain juices running for this one. Another one based off a story my bestie @itsscromp and I did. But I changed it up. Hope you enjoy, it's longer than I anticipated it being.
Also, I should have fully expected the repercussions of letting you guys vote Egg as a callsign... but I'ma still use it.
Where did you go??
Summary: They thought you were gone, dead. Turns out you were under their noses and a call away the whole time.
Cw: Angst. Nothing much else.
Your mission had gone... Well for lack of a better word it went to shit. Whole thing blew up. An ambush, a bomb, it would be a long road to explain what all in all happened but it did, and now you were paying for it. It had gotten so bad they couldn't pull you from the junction you were stuck in.
You were supposed to be infiltrating an old base which had become home to a drug ring. But no one happened to mention the mines you'd step on and fuck up your leg with. Or the live wire that alerted the whole base after said mine went off.
So now this entire base was up in arms, you have a broken leg and probably other damage. You were lucky your leg hadn't been blown off.
And to be quite frank, these men were extremely dangerous which meant your fuck up was astronomical. The second they found you you were probably going to die.
So you commed into Price, telling him your situation.
"Alright Egg, I'm going to go in on foot and bring you back to the helicopter just hang tight soldier."
"Yes sir." You lay down, catching your breath and willing yourself not to look at your leg because if it felt bad it probably looked bad too.
Not twenty minutes later Price was approaching your form, bending down to check on you. "You broken??"
"Yeah I'm pretty sure... I don't want to look though."
Price nodded, tucking his gun away and grabbed your arms. "Alright, up we go," he hauled you up into his arms, hefting you over his shoulder and going back the way he came. Just... A little quicker this time since things were looking good for the oppositions infantry.
Price brought you back to the helicopter where you were bandaged up. The mission could have been better planned so they didn't end up sending another team out.
Price had the team drop you off near some loading stations far off the location of the base.
"What... Are we doing here??"
Price got out of the helicopter and checked your leg before pulling you out with him. "I can't bring you back to base. It's a security risk if I do..."
You frowned. "What do you mean?? Where am I going then??"
"There's a secure underground safehouse that will keep you hidden. It's got the provisions you need and the people you need. They'll keep quiet and keep you safe. For now, for however long, I need you to lay low."
You opened your mouth to protest but then shut it again. "I understand. Will I get to see the others..?"
"No, you are not to contact them in any way at all. Until I contact you, you are to remain on the downlow."
Your head falls slightly, but you nod. "Alright, I can do that."
Price nodded and patted your shoulder. He picked you up and helped you into the truck waiting for you. "They'll take care of you. I'll contact you as soon as it's safe. If I do not contact you do not contact us. Got it?"
You nod once again, taking the instructions to heart. You wouldn't be able to contact Ghost, Soap or Gaz. You wouldn't be able to contact anyone. But you knew this was for the best.
So with a last goodbye Price closed the door to the truck and the soldier in the driver's seat drove down the empty road out of the landing space.
"How long will we be gone??"
"Until we get the word from Captain Price. Don't worry. It'll be kept under wraps..."
...
Price returned to the base, taking a deep breath and having had time to figure everything out. He immediately called the others into a meeting.
Considering you and Price weren't supposed to be back for the rest of the day, or even two days or more the meeting was seen as urgent.
Ghost was there first, the sergeants following his trail as they came into the office. "Price... What are you doing back?" Ghost asked sternly, hands clasped tightly as if ready for action at a moments notice.
"Relax... There won't be any fighting. I need you all to sit."
Soap threw Gaz a concerned look as they sat. "Where is y/n, are they still out there??"
Price straightened his posture. He didn't exactly want to lie to his own men, but he'd done worse and he knew this was completely for the best.
"The mission didn't go well as soon as we went in."
Ghost frowned. "Didn't go well?? These drug traders could be connected to Shepherd's on power, how did it wrong??"
"Ghost, relax." Price replied firmly. "I realize that we didn't think this over as well as we should have... Their base was much more protected than we originally thought so Egg went in blind."
"So what happened? Did you pull them??" Ghost was growing more agitated the longer they sat there.
"They commed in about an exploded mine and... We couldn't find them."
The room grew quiet. Soap and Gaz shared concerned looks as Gaz spoke up. "Did you do a full search? We're they hidden in the dirt or something and you missed??"
Price shook his head. "Too risky to go on foot and search. We didn't know how many more mines were out there." Only a small white lie, but a lie nonetheless.
Ghost squared in his chair. "Then we need to go find them. What are we sitting here for just waiting-!"
"Ghost, if they are safe they'll comm in. For now I can't risk sending men in there with the base on high alert and their supposed boss on speed dial. So for now we sit down and we wait to see if Egg comes back with anything."
Ghost was boiling up underneath. Feelings of rage that Price couldn't have waiting a little longer. Worry because they left you out there probably still alive... And fear. Because what if you weren't alive.
"I won't make any calls on it now, but this is where we are at so remain patient. I'm doing what I can to sort this out." Price had to rewire this plan to keep all of his men safe. All of his soldiers, including you.
"Dismissed."
The air was tense when everyone left. The idea you were out there alone, still alive and possibly if not injured and with no help. It scared them all.
Gaz was the first to try and get in contact with you. But any of his efforts were proving ineffective.
Soap just had to wait it out. To hope they could find you or you could find them in time.
Ghost... Ghost didn't know what to think. He knew you were capable. He knew if you were alive then you'd comm in. Once you were safe he knew you would make contact. You could protect yourself... He had to believe you would be ok.
That mentality lasted right up until a week later when Price called everyone back in to pronounce you MIA. Stamped on a card to your file and just like that, they truly had zero traces of you.
They were devastated. A week and no turn of anything from you. This is when Simon started to call your phone. Leaving you text messages.
He couldn't sleep because all his thoughts and dreams were of you. Hoping you were ok and alive. That hope was dying, waking up in cold sweats on nights he could close his eyes for even a moment.
Clutching his beating heart while his body rattled with panic, phone pressed to his ear only to hear your voice over the same simple voice mail as ever.
He couldn't be without you. You were a crucial part of his life. Of his mission. He couldn't just abandon that connection. You had to be alive.
Price cut communication with the safe house you were being taken care of. Unless it was an emergency Price knew not of your condition, only that you were safe. He too was worried, bouncing around through meetings and talking with Laswell and this and that and the other thing.
Trying to figure out what to do now that they needed a new plan and how long they could wait to re-infiltrate.
Simon had started leaving you voicemails, not knowing if he'd ever hear your voice again.
"Hey, this is Y/n, I'm currently busy but please try to leave a message so I can get back to you!"
Simon laid awake, staring up at the ceiling as he held the phone to his ear.
"Y/n.... If you can hear me you gotta respond. Please, I don't know if you'll ever hear these again but if you're somewhere out there I know you're alive. Anything, please, I..." He closed his eyes, thinking back to the last time he saw you. Taking off in that helicopter, a pat on the shoulder and a good luck...
"I miss you. And I'm not giving up on you. I'm not." He wouldn't cry... He wouldn't cry. He would not cry.
"I'm going to come find you. I know somewhere you're still alive. Even if their torturing you I promise I won't leave you out there to die you hear me."
Tears rolled down his cheeks and he covered his eyes, curling up on his bed. "I know you hear me...." He choked out. "I know you can hear me...." He stares at the phone. "Please Y/n.... Please, anything..."
He stared at the phone, waiting like you would magically pick up and reassure him even for a second that you were ok and alive and even if you weren't thriving you were still breathing.
But no...
The voicemail lasted for over an hour. Simon laid there, staring at him phone, unable to bring himself to hang up again.
His thumb hovered over the phone. He wanted to say one last thing... He opened his mouth, but he hesitated. His eyes downcast and one last tear rolled down his cheek as he ended the call once again. Only to face another restless night of no sleep.
By the eighth month mark you were pronounced KIA.
Simon had pretty much known by that point. He'd lost his best friend but he had been in denial until Price told them. They couldn't find a trace of you. No body, no tags, no clothes, no weapon. You had simply... Vanished.
Simon continues to mourn all while you were still being held up in that underground safehouse. Sitting on the small rickety bed, watching the higher ranked soldiers also staying watch at the safehouse talk in the other room.
It was beyond difficult. No contact with outside, you ate, slept, the others tended to your leg and occasionally sparred with you to help you back on your feet.
You missed your team. Your friends. Your family.
You listened to every single voicemail Simon sent. You couldn't reply. Couldn't text him back or even pick up the phone for a second to let him know you were ok.
You remained radio silent.
Even as you'd lay awake at night with your phone replaying the voicemail, listening to the recorded lapse of Simon's breathing while he stared at the phone with an empty, sorrowful expression from the other side.
You missed him so much. You wanted to see them again. But you couldn't. Not yet. Would you ever get to see them again?? They couldn't leave you down here forever.
There was a brief knock on your door as one of the sergeants nodded to you. "Food is ready, new supply just came in."
You nod, pausing the voicemail. "Thanks... I'll be out in a minute."
You sighed, turning off your phone and tucking it away, praying that you'd see them soon.
...
Simon had lost you. Didn't even get a chance to protect you. It had gotten to the point where his lack of sleep would lead to seeing figures of you disappear down hallways. In a spark of hope and joy he'd rush to find you only to find nothing...
On the off days he'd run into a recruit or a sergeant wandering the halls. As soon as they would turn around though... The illusion would shatter.
His own mind was killing him from the inside. Sending you hundred and hundreds of text messages. Every morning and night, rants about his day and what he was feeling. If he was going to pour everything out like you'd ever see it he did it now.
Knowing you'd never pick that phone up again, knowing you'd never look him in the eyes again. Knowing he'd never hear your voice or feel your touch or know your comfort ever again.
This drove him further and further into the spiral. Price had never seen Simon beat up the punching bag so much he bled all over it. He'd never seen Simon get snappy and angry I'm split decisions like he did.
He'd never seen Simon grow so desperate and over protective of Johnny and Kyle. Because Simon's new fear was he'd lose them just like he lost you...
This went on for the next three months after that. Nearly a year since you'd died and they were back out on that minefield. A proper plan, a new way in, a new goal.
Simon was desperate to tear that base apart and even find a trace of your body. Even just a piece of your clothing or your signature engraved gun hanging in their armory somewhere.
But in the end he was left with no more questions answered than when he first entered that meeting room eleven months ago.
Simon had followed the trail to the last thread. The main office of that base. Pulling open every drawer and every cabinet.
"Lt stop you're making a mess-!"
"There's got to be a file or something here! There fucking has to be!"
"Ghost stop we found the information we needed. We have the shipments contained the base is clear what could you be looking for??" Gaz asked, trying to understand what had gotten Ghost in such a frenzy.
"A kill list or an interrogation chart. Anything."
"For what Simon!?"
"For Y/n!!" Simon snapped at them both. Breathing heavy as he finishes emptying every drawer in that office.
Price stood silently in the doorway. Enough time had passed. He wouldn't put them through this anymore.
"Come on lads... I think it's time I show you something."
Their attention turned on to him. Simon was almost vibrating with rage and anxiety. He just wanted any knowledge of what happened. He knew you were dead but his soul was restless without knowing. He needed to know...
They left, Price piled them in the helicopter and the ride back was silent. Simon stared at his hands the whole time. Soap fidgeted, knee bouncing and chewing his lip anxiously.
Gaz picked at the loose strap of his gun, also attempting to distract himself from the elephant in the room.
When the helicopter landed they weren't on base. They landed on the small helipad you had been brought to some some before. Price got out, motioning the other three to follow.
"Where are we Price??" Soap looked around, not recognizing the place.
"You'll know soon enough." Price brought them to a truck, talking with the officer in charge of the station before climbing in the driver's seat.
The sergeants got comfy in the back and Simon slipped into the passenger seat. His eyes remained fixed on the passenger window, watching the open land pass by and the fields of undisturbed flowers and wildlife.
What if he had found you here? May you would have liked that better. Surrounded by the flowers and the soft blowing breeze instead of wherever your body lay, ashes or not.
He turned away, fixing his eyes to the dashboard to try and distract himself.
The ride was quiet once again. Lasting about an hour and a half before Price stopped, parking the vehicle outside a small outpost of sorts. It wasn't build very high off the ground and was concealed by trees and wildlife.
"A safehouse. Why cannae we jus' go home??" Soap asked as he jumped out of the vehicle with the others.
"I'd prefer we made a stop here." Price said, leading them to the entrance where surpisingly a soldier was there to bring them in.
"Occupied? Now there's something new." Gaz whispered to Soap.
Simon didn't understand why they were even making this stupid trip. He wanted to go back to base. He wanted to hide once again like he always did.
"Captain Price, welcome back." The soldier shook Price's hand and walked them further inside.
"Sergeant! Their here for you!" The soldier called out, walking to one of the small rooms where you were. Where you spent most of your time.
You looked up. Who was here for you?? Your eyes widened. Them, your team! It had to be them they were back!
You pushed off your bed, leaning into your good leg and moved faster than you had in almost a year. Turning the corner and there they were. Price, Simon, Johnny, Kyle. All of them.
But.... This wasn't the hopeful reunion you'd pictured in your head over and over again. No one moved. The thought of Simon rushing the hug you didn't come true as he didn't move.
Price walked over, embracing you. "Good to see you again sergeant." You hugged him tightly, so good to be held by him, embraced by Price again. You'd missed him so much.
Johnny was the second one to snap out of it, running over and wrapping his arms around you tightly. "What the hell is wrong with you doing this! You had us all sick and worried and heartbroken!!"
"It wasn't my plan... I'm sorry." You hugged Johnny back. "I'm so sorry Soap, I'm so sorry." Johnny couldn't stop his tears, not wanting to let go in fear you'd slip away again.
Gaz followed, hugging you tighter than you'd ever felt him do before. You'd never seen Gaz openly cry but he was balling, sobbing as he hugged you tightly.
"We thought you were dead, captain told us you were dead!"
"I had to do it to protect them... To protect all of us." Price knew this would probably take a bit for them all to come to terms and forgive him for, but it had to be done.
When the others were done cooing and coddling over you, there was just Simon left.
He felt alone. He felt cold and separated. He felt like he wasn't a part of the same bubble as the others... He watched them embrace and kiss and love on you... You. It was you.
You turned to him, but Simon didn't move. He didn't know if he could. He felt so consumed by his darkness and his grief it didn't allow him to step into the light.
He'd consumed himself so much if he touched you he felt he might burn. That you fall like sand from his fingertips and the illusion would shatter...
"Simon...." You whisper, stepping toward him, causing Simon to step back.
You could see the fear in his eyes. The lack of trust, the amount of hurt, the pain he must have went through to have one of his lifelines ripped away and then thrust back into his life suddenly like it was fine.
"I'm... I'm sorry Simon I didn't mean to hurt you. I listened to every voicemail you sent. I knew every text that went through. But I...."
"You could have told me you were fine! You could have told me you were ok!! Bullshit that you couldn't!! Bullshit!!" Simon thundered.
You remained silent. Simon glared at Price. This was his fault. You'd been taken away without warning. He could have kept it a secret he could have carried that knowledge and not been out through a years worth of fire from hell!
Simon threw his gun to the ground, not even carrying as he left again.
"Lieutenant! Simon!" Price called after him as Simon left the safehouse.
You placed your hand on Price's chest. "Don't... It's ok. Let me help him."
Price looked down. But he nodded.
You left the safehouse, finding Simon around the corner huddled up, shaky hands trying to light a cigarette to get his nerves to calm down and his mind to clear up.
"You hid from me." He cursed, acting like he was seconds from spitting your name into the dirt and squashing it. But you knew. You knew inside he was hurting more than anyone else on the team.
You knelt beside him, gently taking the lighter from his hands. "I never meant to hurt you. If I didn't have strict orders from Price I would have contact you right away."
"Why couldn't he have at least told us you were ok. That you were alive."
"I... I don't know Simon, you'll have to ask Price about that one. But I promise I never meant to hurt you. I listened to every voicemail, I didn't give up. I can see the pain it caused you."
You moved closer, slipping into his arms and hugging him tightly. The second you wrapped your arms around him. He felt your weight, your warmth, your heart pounding in your chest against his own.
Simon finally looked at you, tears spilling down his cheeks. He was shattered. So hurt from losing you.
"You fuckin' abandoned me!!"
"I didn't abandon you Simon. You know I would have picked up and came running back even if my leg was missing."
He knew it was true. But he was so... So angry and torn and upset. He wanted to scream and fight and he felt so small and helpless.
The real you.
Not some illusion passing corners or drifting through his peripherals. The you he could touch and hold and protect.
His arms wrapped around you tightly, never letting go of you even once. He didn't stop those tears as he pulled you impossibly closer.
"I'm here Simon. I'm not leaving again ok? I'm right here."
He remained silent, crying as he held onto you. Hiding his face in the crook of your neck. It felt like hours passed. It felt like time slowed. What felt like two hours was twenty minutes when he finally pulled away enough to look at your face.
To see the light in your glimmering eyes, to see every feature of your face that made you, you.
His sergeant. His teammate. His family.
You smiled softly, gently pulling up his mask off his head to cup his cheeks, rubbing your thumb gently over the dimple in his cheek you've seen when he shows you his smile.
"Smudged your paint a little bit," You whisper. "Let's get that fixed." You gently brush your finger over his face, feeling him start to relax at that familiar and missed touch as you fix the paint around his eyes.
"There we go. How can I help Simon. What will help make this better?"
Simon tried to flick away the rest of his tears, huffing softly. "Cuddles. And you are not allowed to say no after what you put me through. This is your punishment for making me go through that shit!"
You chuckle. "Oh, cuddles with Simon, scary. I'll pay the fine, I'll do all the punishment time of cuddles you request. Sound good?"
Simon nods his head.
"Ok, well how about we go inside now? I could use some cuddles too."
You were about to get up when Simon hugged you again. "I'm glad you're ok..."
You smiled softly, kissing the top of his head. "I am too Simon." You help his mask back on and the two of you head inside.
Simon would let out his feelings to Price sometime later when his head felt less foggy. For now, he was content to crash on the rickety old safehouse bed and koala cling to you till kingdom come.
Nuzzling up and holding you tightly, not letting you go for even a itty bitty millisecond.
And you were fine with that. You were glad you could be back with your family. Simon was glad to welcome you back. You'd be serving a lot of cuddle prison time. A strenuous task, but one all too rewarding.
Running your hand down the back of his head, scratching his back to help him relax and set himself at ease.
All he needed was to koala crush your soul into his soul, and then he'd be ok. Slowly, his eyes started to close after the exhaustion of the mission, but he fought to keep them open.
"I'll be right here when you wake up. I promise, I won't be going anywhere." You whisper to him.
"You promise?"
"I double swear it. I won't leave. I'll be right here."
He snuggled you impossibly closer and let his eyes close. He let his mind rest. His heart soak in you and heal. Slowly you could help mend what has fallen apart.
And cuddles were never a bad place to start...
#simon ghost riley#call of duty#ghost x reader#captain john price#simon ghost riley x reader#kyle gaz garrick#johnny soap mactavish#john soap mactavish#captain john price x reader#platonic x reader#cod modern warfare
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Poppy Playtime: CH 3 (What-if)
John watches in horror as dozens upon dozens of the Mini–Smiling Critters he has been dealing with ever since he found himself in the Playhouse. Crawl out of the walls and toward the hanging DogDay. The giant version of the toy screams out in panic when seeing the little monsters.
"Leave me! Please! Save yourself!" Every fiber of John's being agreed with what the humanoid dog said. But John couldn't get his legs to move.
He was too caught up in the horrific sight to even twitch a finger. But eventually his brain screamed at him to go, and John responded.
Though instead of running away to get to safety. John fired a few flares at the Mini-Smiling Critters. Like the other times they reared back in fright at the bright fireball.
However, this time, not all of them were backing away. Some continued to crawl toward DogDay. Their feral nature being more powerful than their fear. So, with only one option left. John starts bashing away the plush toys with his GrabPack arms.
"What are you doing?!" Asked a confused DogDay. "I told you to leave me!" John ignored him and continued his assault. One of the Smiling Critters manages to get onto DogDay's head, and it seemed it was about to crawl into his head by his large, black eyes,
John stopped this from happening by actually using his own hand to grab it and then punch it in the face with his other hand by turning it into a fist. John heard a sickening crack, but he pressed on and threw the dead thing away.
In quick speed John was able to free the large dog from his straps and have his arms wrap around his neck for support. "You're a fool for doing this. You're going to get yourself killed."
John could only grin. If that was the case, then at least he died trying to save someone. The Mini-Smiling Critters, angry that their food supply was now free. All snarled in anger.
John didn't bother to wait and see what they'll do and ran back the way he came. But when trying to run through the cell doors, wooden planks that were put in place to cover a large hole in the floor. Collapsed by the combined wait of John and DogDay's.
They fell to a floor beneath the holding cells. Clearing his dazed head from the sudden fall. John sees an open tunnel. Up above he can hear the little Critters coming to where he and DogDay fell.
Wasting no time, he crouch runs down the tube till coming to another tunnel and taking it. It was series of running, taking sharps turns, running up ramps, waiting for shutter doors to open up, and taking a slide down. But eventually John spots their salvation. An elevator that was behind a gap that led to a bottomless pit.
Switching to the purple hand and with what little adrenaline he had left in him. John sprints toward the gap, "Hang on! This won't be an easy landing!" Just as his foot touches the purple hand pad. John fires the hand on it and both he and DogDay launch high in the air.
Fortunately for them they were able to make it. Though John ended up not sticking the landing. He lost his footing and fell to the ground. The giant Smiling Critter rolled off of him, only being stopped by the elevator railing.
Without his choice John's body happened to land on his side where his front would be facing the open doorway he just came through. He can see the horde coming for him and DogDay. He wasn't actually sure if they would make the jump or not. He prayed that they didn't. But he wouldn't be able to know as the shutter suddenly closed before any of them could even make the attempt.
From behind the door, he could hear the little beasts roar and snarl in absolute fury. Crashing their little bodies against the metal in hopes of breaking through it.
Though the door wasn't budging in the slightest. Letting out a much-needed sigh of relief. John turns to DogDay to see if he's alright. "Are you ok?" John asked. The Smiling Critter coughs a little before asking why he saved him. John was silent for a few seconds till saying. "Because this place already has enough death occur in it. It needs at least one life that was saved in these walls."
DogDay took a second to digest what he heard. He lets out a ragged snort. "You really are an Angel. Something this place really needs."
John snorts too. "By the way. The name is John." DogDay said the name sounded too generic and will continue to call him Angel. Rolling his eyes. John picks up DogDay and steps onto the elevator and pushes the button. The contraption heading upward that led them to another slide. With no other option they took it, and it actually took them outside the Playhouse.
"It's been so long since I've been outside. I honestly can't believe that I'm truly free." Said DogDay. "Well believe it, you'll no longer be someone's dinner."
After a phone call from Ollie and telling him what to do next. John first takes DogDay to the elevator where Kissy and Poppy were last seen using.
When reaching it John sees the elevator was still raised up. He calls out for either Poppy or Kissy to lower the elevator so DogDay can be safe with them.
For several long seconds he didn't get a reply back. He was worried that maybe they were no longer up there. But his worries were put to rest when he heard and saw the elevator descending.
The elevator finally reached the bottom and John rested DogDay against the railing. "I don't know about this. Can you trust them?" The Smiling Critter asked. A hint of worry in his voice.
Despite what DogDay said to him back at the Playplace about he and Poppy being the only ones to stop the Prototype. John doesn't blame him for it. For years he was at the mercy of toys who he thought were his friends. And after all those years, he's finally free, only be at the mercy to a different set of toys. John reassures him that that they'll keep him safe while he deals with CatNap.
Pressing the button so the elevator can go back up. DogDay says, "Please don't die, Angel. I don't want to lose any more friends in this place."
Promising he won't. John turns around and heads for the counselor's office to bring more power to the generator.
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cAn i request welt, jing Yuan, dan heng, blade and maybe even caelus with an s/o who's mute (like they can't speak) but they're very expressive with emotions and usually communicates thru writing on paper?? kinda got the idea from komi can't communicate
also a lil scenario on how the men would react if someone did or say something offensive to their s/o?
HSR x mute!reader (RQ)
includes: Jing Yuan, Blade, Dan Heng, Welt
a/n: ty for your rq, anon! I actually started watching komi can't communicate since you said it, and ended up watching too much of it and writing too little lololol i made the scenario thing into someone saying something offensive about how reader is mute since we're on that topic already, hope thats ok!
more a/n: I FORGOT ABOUT WELT, ADDED HIM NOW
* ˚ ✦ Jing Yuan who was initially curious behind why you couldn’t speak but no matter the reason, he wouldn't mind it. he finds your expressions cute, i mean who wouldn't? god, he can't believe anyone in their right mind could ever make a snarky remark about you. but they did, and Jing Yuan is gonna let that go easily. even if you say you're fine with that comment, he sure isn't. he doesn't go and threaten the person, instead he'll make their lives oh so annoying. they'll be denied service due to some obscure reason (a gag order from Jing Yuan; you seem to forget he's a general, he has a lot of influence), luck will never seem to be by their side either. and if they're a long-life species, well, they're in for a couple decades of annoyances. Jing Yuan isn't confrontational but he sure is petty.
* ˚ ✦ Blade originally found you being mute rather troublesome. it was a lot more work having to read your notes, and though you're fast at writing, Blade used to always complain about how slow you were at responses. but he slowly gets used to it, and in time, he finds himself enjoying your silent company. in all the chaos, Blade enjoys the comfortable silence between you two. if you want to talk, he'll read your notes and respond with nods or shakes of his head. he'll get pretty pissed hearing someone make a snarky remark on your lack of speech. there's nothing much he can and wants to do except brandish his sword at the person. after, Blade will give you a quick look of are you ok? before moving on. it's a small sweet gesture.
* ˚ ✦ Dan Heng who was neither curious nor cared about you being mute. he simply accepted it as a fact and continued. it doesn't really bother him, he has no qualms about it. but when someone says something offensive about your lack of speech, that's when he has a problem. why can't they mind their own business? he'll tell them a snarky remark before taking you away from the situation. it's not worth the trouble concerning the both of you with that person is what he'll think. Dan Heng will ask you if you're alright and assure you that what the person said is wrong. he'll make sure you know you are perfectly fine not speaking, you aren't abnormal for not speaking, and that it's part of your charm and one of the many things he likes about you.
* ˚ ✦ Welt who respects the fact you're mute. he doesn't pry into why you are but he'll listen if you want to explain. if you draw little faces on your notes to convey your expression, god, he's so weak to that. will indulge in drawing faces on your notes (smiley faces with a badly drawn thumbs up as an ok from him; it took him 5 minutes to draw that hand). he finds it unbelievable anyone would say something so passive aggressive about the fact you're mute. people can be so disrespectful! he disengages the situation and leaves, guiding you away with his arm wrapped around your shoulder. like Dan Heng, he'll reassure you that whatever was said was wrong. you'll never interact, or even see, that person again if he can help it.
#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x reader#hsr jing yuan#jing yuan#jing yuan x reader#hsr blade#blade hsr#blade x reader#dan heng#dan heng hsr#dan heng x reader#welt yang#welt yang x reader#xieni's requests
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ok sooo- reader comes home from school with a pet frog and it causes chaos around the household??? And it jumps in the food that Wanda’s making and jumps on Nats keyboard and makes her send a ton of weird stuff in an email 🤭 but then Wanda and Nat tell the reader that they have to put the frog back outside?
THIS IS SO ADORBSS PLEASE- Ok ok I'm really sorry it took SO long, I just recently have much more free time in my hand. I hope you like it!
Reader Description: 14 Years old, Wandanat's Child <3, gender neutral pronouns.
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
Summary: Wanda and Natasha's child is an animal lover. They have the tendency to bring home whatever stray they find, today was no different. They brought home a damn frog.
School was typical, you learn stuff, got in one ear and left on the other. Y/n couldn't wait to get back home. As they were walking home from school, they noticed a little pond. In it was an adorable looking frog just chilling on the leaves.
"Hello you!" They approached the frog slowly, careful not to scare it off. Gently, they bent down to offer their hand and the frog immediately jumps on as if it knows they'll be safe with them.
"Imma call you, Julio." They gently hid the frog in their bag, putting it on top of all the books so it doesn't gets squashed.
In the kitchen of the Romanoff-Maximoff household, two women were enjoying each other's company. One of them was baking, the other was typing an email.
DING!
The timer on the oven went on, Wanda bent down to pull out the tray of cookies she was baking. She put it on the counter and suddenly felt a hand encircling her waist. "Is this your way of charming me so I would let you have the first bite?"
"Is it working?" Natasha asked while nuzzling her nose against her wife's neck, Wanda giggled at the action.
"It is, but it's fresh out of the oven. You will have to wait." Wanda said while leaning her body against Natasha's. Her wife whined while resting her chin on Wanda's shoulder.
"Can't I try it now? It smells so good." It was adorable how different the infamous Black Widow is at home with her loved ones.
Wanda rolled her eyes playfully and turned around to face her, "Patience, my love."
Natasha stared at her with a look that could only be describe as pure love, "Alright. For now then can I get a kiss instead?"
Wanda laughs but leans in anyway to sealed their lips. The two women kissed slowly, there was no rush, and it was full of love. Her hand reached up to circle itself around the former spy's shoulder while Natasha's hand pulled her closer by the waist.
The two Avengers had officially retired, Wanda was first to leave the Avengers. Few years later, Natasha followed suit. They both wanted to focus more on raising their family and be there as much for Y/n, their now 14 year old bundle of joy. Natasha she still helps the Avengers a little, honestly it's hard for that woman to just sit back and relax. However she has taken a more of a 'strategic' position you could say, she's mostly working at home and almost never on the field.
Wanda however, opted to leave that superhero life completely. Catching up on everything she had always wishes to do, while also being a full-time mom. Life is perfect for them.
The two pulled away and rested their foreheads together, Natasha started to sway her slowly while humming some tune. "This is nice."
Wanda had a smile on her face as she was gently being held by her wife, she then recognized the tune Natasha was humming. "The song we played at our wedding?"
"Mmmhmm." Natasha pulled back to look at her wife lovingly. Despite them being together for such a long time, Natasha couldn't help but fall in love all over again for the woman in front of her. Natasha leaned in to kiss the slope of Wanda's nose.
"I love you, Natty."
Natasha laughs slightly at the nickname. She remembered all those years ago she almost shipped Wanda to another country just for calling her Nat. "I love you too, so much." Natasha gave her another kiss, "More than I could ever express with words."
She poured all her love into the kiss, the immense feelings she had for this woman. Natasha would go hell and back for her, and Wanda would do the same. If needed, Wanda would destroy the multiverse just for her. They love they shared was something no one could ever match.
"I'm home!!" A voice was heard followed by the sound of their front door closing.
The two woman smiled hearing their bundle of joy home safe. Wanda, the ever so loving mom, was the first to greet them. "Welcome home darling! How was school?" She asked as Y/n entered the kitchen.
"Hi mama!" Y/n said while hugging Wanda, "School was just school." They moved across the kitchen and hugged their other mom, "I got into the softball team though!"
Natasha gave her a kiss on top of their head, "Well done my darling cub! I'm so proud of you."
Y/n sniffed the air and smelled their mother's baking, "MMMMM" their eyes darted quickly to the tray of cookies on the counter. "I want one!" They tried to take one but their mother quickly stood between between Y/n and the cookies with her hand on her hips.
"Nu uh!" Wanda exclaimed, "Did you get the thing I asked you?"
"What thing?" Her child looked at her, confused. Wanda merely raised an eyebrow, "Ohhhhh... Ughhh fine, I'll be right back." They quickly grabbed their wallet from their backpack, leaving it open on the countertop beside Natasha's laptop, and went back out to buy the eggs their mother had requested.
"You know if you need it that badly, I could've gone out and get it for you." Natasha said while leaning against the counter with her infamous smirk.
"And you say I spoil them too much?"
Natasha chuckles and moved to stand beside her wife who was now preparing to chop some onions. "It's almost time to do some groceries shopping anyway, if anything, I'm spoiling my beautiful wife."
"Mmmm, what would I do without you?" Wanda said while giving her a kiss.
"What are we cooking next, Malysh?"
"Well, there's this recipe I've been wanting to try. And-" As the two woman chatter, unbeknownst to them, Julio the frog had popped out of it's prison. Hopping out of the bag, Julio took in its surroundings.
What a weird place?
Decide is not necessarily the right term, but the frog jumped onto Natasha's laptop. Causing the random keys to be pressed, it continued its journey around the surface before it decided to hop across.
Natasha suddenly felt a notification on her phone, she checked it and her eyes narrows in confusion. "What the hell?" She quickly went back to her laptop to check on the email she was writing, "Why did it sent??"
Hearing her wife's frustration, Wanda glanced at Natasha. "What's the matter?"
Natasha cursed under her breath, "I need to check my laptop for virus. It's opening a bunch of weird apps, and sending gibberish emails."
Wanda's face scrunched up in confusion, "I thought SHIELD would provide you with top of the line anti-virus software?"
"Precisely my point, if it's a virus, whoever it is they're up to no good."
While Natasha did her thing, Julio manages to reach Wanda's prepped ingredients. Wanda however was still focused on Natasha, feeling a slight anxiety that someone something might be trying to attack them.
"Find anything?" Wanda asked.
Natasha's eyes was still fixated on the laptop, "No, I can't find any trace leading to them. They're sloppy, but good."
Meanwhile the culprit was still hopping around the kitchen counter, "Well maybe you should call-" Wanda's sentence was cut off with a yelp, hearing her wife's sudden squeal, Natasha glanced in her direction.
"What, what's wrong?"
"Ew! shoo- SHOO!!" Wanda yelled in disgust, "No- NO get away from there!" Natasha was quick to be at her side to asses the situation.
"Honey, what are you-"
"Ge- GET THE FROG!" Natasha quickly saw it and almost burst out laughing.
"Lyubov, It's just a-"
"Tasha, get the damn frog before I make you sleep on the couch!" Wanda said strictly, Natasha quickly obliged, she darted forward but Julio continued to hop around. "Don't let it touch my cookies!"
Natasha manages to pull the trays of cookies away before the tiny frog could jump on it. However despite the tray having some time to cool down, after holding it for a while Natasha's hand started to burn. "Ouch!" She hastily dropped it on the kitchen island.
"Tasha, TASHA!!!" Wanda squealed as she kept an eagle eye on the frog. Watching it continue to hop around like nothing matters.
"Honey, relax I got it." Natasha tried to calm her down and tried to move swiftly to catch the frog. But damn, the fucker was too good. Even for the Black Widow.
It took them a few minutes to finally catch the culprit. It was mostly spent on Wanda pointing and shouting, while Natasha tries to figure out a way to catch the little bastard. Julio was now trapped inside a container box, yet this son of a bitch is just chilling there as if nothing happened.
"What's... going on??" They heard a voice asked, the two mothers glanced at their child who was was standing on the entrance of the kitchen holding a carton of eggs.
Natasha let out a long breath, "We're alright honey, just a little kitchen accident."
Y/n's face quickly twisted into concern, "Are you guys hurt?"
"No, Detka, it's not that. There was a frog."
Y/n snorted, "A frog?" then realization hit them. Y/n quickly moved to check their bag whilst putting down the carton of eggs on the countertop. Surely enough, Julio was gone.
Natasha, knowing her own child, quickly pieced the puzzle. "Detka... Explanation, now." She said while crossing her arms.
"Hehe, Julio caused this little incident?"
"Christ you even gave it a name-" Natasha rubbed her temple, she loved their child. But holyshit, a damn frog?
"Y/n, you can't just keep bringing animals here!" Wanda scolded them.
"But it looked so adorable!"
"Detka..." Natasha sighed, "Put this frog outside please."
"But Momm-"
"No buts!" Natasha said strictly, Y/n begrudgingly approached the trapped Julio. Who is still sitting calmly, slimy bastard. They carefully slipped the cover underneath it to carry the little frog outside.
"And you're going back to the grocery store after this." Wanda said.
"Why didn't you just text me the extra things you needed?"
"I initially didn't need it until your little friend here decided to jump on my food."
Y/n sheepishly smiled, "Hehe, love you mama." They put on an innocent face.
Wanda sighed, she really can't stay mad at them. "I love you too. Now get that frog out."
Y/n walked out to the backyard while mumbling, "This frog has a name..."
Once Y/n was out of earshot, the two mothers stared at one another and laughed softly. Truth to be told they found the whole thing amusing.
"I think it's time we consider getting them a pet to take care of." Natasha said.
"Are you sure they're responsible enough for that?"
Natasha shrugged, "Only one way to find out. Beside, I'd rather have them being too busy taking care of a pet than suddenly bringing home a bunch of cockroach."
Wanda shivers at the mention of that, "I see your point."
They glanced outside the window to see Y/n ever so gently letting the frog out of the container. It seems like they're... talking to it. Wanda wrapped an arm around Natasha's waist and leaned her head on her shoulder. "It's so adorable how gentle they are with it."
"'This 'it' has a name, y'know?" Natasha joked slightly, Wanda pinched her wife's side causing Natasha to jump a little. But they both had a huge smile plastered on their face.
Natasha wraps her arms around Wanda as well, making Wanda nestle to her even more. "I guess a little puppy doesn't sound so bad."
"Mhmmm..." Natasha hummed in agreement. "Or a cat."
Looks like there will be a new addition to the Romanoff-Maximoff family.
Here you go! I hope you liked it, im so sorry it took so long to make :( But I love writing about Wandanat x Child!Reader, it brings me so much comfort!!!!
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02/02/2024 Daily Recap
TLDR; SaveOFMDCrew Tumblr Updates; How To Help; Twitter Hashtags; Daily Lists; Reminders: Appreciation Events; Live Rewatch OFMD Party with Q+; Operation Auxiliary Wardrobe; Cast & Crew Sightings; New Watch Partys; Actually reasonable Articles; Stats; Petition Status; Morale; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika
= Save OFMD Crew Tumblr Up =
The SaveOFMDCrew Tumblr is finally up and running! Due to some weirdness with accounts they'll be under @saveofmdcrewmates as opposed to the regular name. This will have the same news as the other platforms so feel free to give them a follow.
== How To Help ==
Twitter folks: looks like @SaveOFMDCrew as well as several other people who've been leading the charge on twitter wanted to remind everyone on when to use what hashtags. Apparently there's been some cross pollination and they wanted to try and clear it up. Thank you to @havethisonelife for summarising.
Haterade Posts:
#OhBloysHeMad , #TheNumbersWereThere, #FinishOurStories
Avoid: #DontStreamOnMax
When Advertising ourselves:
#SaveOFMD #AdoptOurCrew
Horny Posts:
No tags (Edit: @SaveOFMDCrew said it was ok to use #OurFlagMeansDeath on horny posts, just no other tags).
Suggestions for How to Help
Looking for ways to help? There are still daily ideas for you here:
How To Help Save OFMD Task List - US
How to Help Save OFMD Task List - Outside US
==Reminders!==
Cast Appreciation Events!
Tomorrow is Day of Damien! A day to shower Damien Gerard (Father Teach) with support and kindness for all he's done for our fandom! He has been hitting #SaveOFMD events pretty hard trying to support us!
When to start: Saturday February 3rd, 6 AM CST, 7 AM ET, 4 AM PT, 12 PM GMT
Hashtags: #DayOfDamien
His Social Media Accounts:
Linktree (has his cashapp, etc) / Instagram / Twitter / Twitch / Tiktok
== Live - Rewatch Party with Q+! ==
This rewatch party is particularly important because the crew is really trying to get people hyped for the BBC launch of s2 on Feb 5. Everyone is hoping that if the s2 launch in the UK shows huge interest it'll be a huge boon for the potential for s3 with the networks.
Sunday Feb 4, 2 PM GMT / 9 AM ET / 6 AM PT
Watch Party Hashtags:
#OurFlagMeansRewatch
#AdoptOurCrew
#SaveOFMD
#OurFlagBBC
=Operation Auxiliary Wardrobe=
Do you do applique, crochet, cross stitch, embroidery, knitting, needle felt or any other textile-based OFMD Art? Wanna join a fun group of participants? Starting next week there will be a recruiting drive for a new fabric+thread project mid-month if people are interested! If you want to jump in now you can message @ForceMonument on twitter, otherwise other avenues will be opened sometime in the coming weeks!
=Cast & Crew Sightings =
This is from 01/26/2024 but I missed it and I feel like it needs to be shared. Dominic Burgess being a goofball badass as Jeffrey Fettering singing a 18th century version of the Friends theme song. <3 (Apologies for the quality of the video, I had to record it off my screen so people didn't have to go to Twitter). Twitter Post.
Wee John Wednesdays Mondays are back!
Mon 5th Feb, 10.30pm on Kristian Nairn's Instagram
=NEW WATCH PARTIES =
You can see a running list of current/upcoming watch parties here.
Thank you @libbyroseitm for the new Watch Party!
Uncle Season 1 watch party on i-player.
Thurs 15th + Fri 16th Feb (GMT - 8 PM , ET - 3PM, PST - 12 PM)
Catered specifically for the UK crew, but we'd be thrilled for anyone else using VPN's to join in too! Here's an article on how to join via VPN
WatchParty Hashtags:
#ForTheNewUncle
#SaveOFMD
#AdoptOurCrew
== Articles ==
Finally! The Q+ Article is wonderful and very uplifting.
Our Flag Means Death: Why It Deserves to Find a New Harbor
The 10 best TV shows to watch this week, from Mr and Mrs Smith to One Day
Hairy Bikers Go West, Death In Paradise and Wheel of Fortune: TV highlights this week
The Uncertain Fate of “Our Flag Means Death” Season 3: A Closer Look
Every show canceled so far in 2024
Netflix adds one of ‘the best shows of 2022’ after it was dropped by HBO Max
== STATS ==
Thanks to @Seven_Sugars over on twitter for this info and analysis.
Also, as always, more fun stats from @meowzawowza on twitter from the Netherlands.
== Petition Status ==
Almost to 84K signatures friends!
== Morale ==
I know we're ending day 24 of being the Gravy Basket. It's been a lonnnnng several weeks. We haven't heard from chaos dad in around a week now, so it may seem again like things are slowing down again.
As several folks have mentioned before, not every day can be ground breaking, but seeing everyone in the community getting together, having fun with watch parties, discussing ofmd meta, making new art and fanfiction, it feels like the momentum is still there. We often don't see many updates on the weekend so take this time to relax, take a break, maybe do the rewatch party if you have time on Sunday.
I did want to bring up, this article on The Tourist is cool because it highlights that HBOMax has cancelled some very highly rated shows in the past and Netflix has picked up on them-- and while we didn't see anything from the 2024 Netflix announcements (as @poison-into-positivity mentioned, even if it was picked up it wouldn't be for 2024) that doesn't mean it's not still a possibility. So don't give up hope. It's going to take some time to get through to the networks, and we'll keep keeping at it.
If you are feeling down or concerned, be sure to reach out to your fellow crew, we're all here for you.
== Love Notes ==
Hey lovelies. You are so incredibly strong, do you know that?
No matter what's going on in your life, you're still here.
Every single day you get back up, and you keep going. That is incredibly powerful, and incredibly strong, and don't let anyone tell you any different.
Do you think our buddy Rhys let's anyone tell him he's not the baddest ass mf on the planet? Nope.
If all you did today was get out of bed, or take a shower, or walk your dog, and nothing else, you kicked today's ass.
If you wrote fanfiction, or watched a tv show, you kicked today's ass.
They say that "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" and while I see where that phrase is coming from I like to think of it a bit differently.
What doesn't kill you, gives you a glimpse of just how strong you already were.
You are the reason you are kind, you are the reason you are strong, you are the reason you continue to grow. You. Outside forces can help shape you, but you have always been strong even when you have felt your weakest, it's just not always easy to see.
That strength is so important, and so is your need to rest.
Remember to take a break from all the stressors of your life, whether that be a shower, or a 5 minute walk, or a day or a week away from the internet, whatever works for you. Even the strongest bridge in the world can break when there's too much weight on it. That doesn't mean the bridge is any less strong, it means something extremely heavy pushed it past its limits.
Anyway, enough of my ramblings, just please know, everyone out here in the crew are so incredibly proud of you, we're rooting for you, and we're so very grateful you're still here with us.
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Speaking of resting....Reminder! No recap for 02/03/2024 unless someone else wants to do one! Please feel free to, obviously!
I will be off drinking after taking a dip in some hotsprings and then watching OFMD with two friends who have yet to see it. So if I show up lurking and drunk-tumblr you all, I sincerely apologize, but I hope if I do that drunk Abby is at least amusing. Love yall <3
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== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==
If you wanna see someone else other than these two in these gifs from OFMD let me know, we can switch it up a bit.
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Hi I’m gonna be busy today , would it be alright if I send in my request now please if that’s ok with you
Please , please I am on my knees ! Can I please request yandere pet like Sand wraith concept /hcs please (their my fave dragon from the httyd game🥰) 💗🙏
Sure! Hope you like my interpretation :)
Yandere! Sand Wraith Concept
Pairing: Pet/Animal-Like
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Abduction/Kidnapping, Jealousy, Isolation, Clingy behavior mentioned, Forced companionship.
There isn't much on the Sand Wraith from what I can find.
They are depicted as a feisty medium sized Tidal class dragon that hides in the sand.
Due to its class we can assume these dragons are semi-aquatic and hide in the sand to ambush their prey.
They are said to be intelligent and agile, similar to the Fury line of dragons.
Due to their similar appearance and characteristics to the Fury line, I'd imagine they'd be similar to them… Sort of like Woolly Howls are.
These dragons, like Woolly Howls, blend in with their environment.
While the Woolly Howl blends in with snow… the Sand Wraith blends in with sand.
As a result these dragons are perfect with stealth.
Their eggs can be given to new dragon riders to train, or they can be found in the wild despite being considered elusive due to their stealth.
I'd imagine a Sand Wraith would be loyal to their rider, although they'd have a feisty and sassy nature.
For example, you'll be training them and they'll playfully disobey.
That or they'd do a command in return for something.
If you raised one from a hatchling, your Sand Wraith expresses some clingy behavior despite their sass.
If you denied them affection you'd see the sassy Sand Wraith quickly growl and whine for you to pay attention.
At the same time I feel Sand Wraiths are more isolated at times.
If they want to be away they'll find some sand to hide under.
Maybe they'll even jump out of it to spook you for fun.
Personally I can see a Sand Wraith dragging their rider into the sand to play.
They'll nuzzle you into the sand in an attempt to hide under it with you, all while growling playfully.
These dragons can be protective like most other dragons, Sand Wraiths seem like they'd have an advantage while protecting you.
They use stealth to their advantage to watch over their rider.
They also use said stealth to attack threats.
You're never really alone with them.
They are armed with not only teeth and claws, but their unique fire type.
Their fire type is small hardened balls of sand covered in fire.
Getting pelted by that would burn holes in the skin.
I feel Sand Wraiths live in underground dens surrounded by sand.
They're loyal to their riders and I imagine if they were overprotective, they'd take you there.
A trained Sand Wraith would still live in their dragon stable, but imagine this…
Maybe they've been making a hidden underground den to hide their rider?
Most dragons will do whatever they can to defend their rider.
Sand Wraiths are no different.
Being a stealthy dragon I feel they'd want to hide their darling more than outright attack others.
Just like how they hide in the sand, they want to hide you in the sand.
Imagine your Sand Wraith going rogue, shoving you onto their back before flying off.
When they land it looks like they've taken you to a hole in the ground.
You try to ask them what's wrong, only for them to shove you into the hole/den.
I have a feeling Sand Wraiths won't attack until threatened.
They know you'd hate it if they vented their jealousy through violence.
So instead they decide simply removing you from other dragons and humans will fix the issue.
You're essentially kidnapped by your own dragon and kept in a warm sand den.
They often bring back food they think you'd like and curl around you in the den.
You can hear the water of the waves from the beach they've chosen to live with you in.
They often bring back fish they've collected, scales freshly wet from the ocean.
Your Sand Wraith feels like they can take care of you themselves.
Even if you try to leave the den, where will you go?
They most likely took you to a more tropical island and you can't leave without another dragon or a boat.
Even if you tried to get such things, the Sand Wraith will just remove such a way of transportation.
They've claimed you as theirs, just like you chose them.
So they'll take care of you alone to return the favor.
#yandere how to train your dragon#yandere httyd#yandere sand wraith#yandere dragon#overprotective dragon
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Heading home:
Set after the final battle, Tom and Maddie are excited they have more kids, Sonic is happy to finally find friends like him, Knuckles is worried and Tails is just tired.
After taking down Robotnik and helping clear some of the damage done to Green Hills the Wachowski family headed home.
Tom and Maddie were upfront in the car and Knuckles, Sonic and Tails were in the back.
Knuckles was firmly clutching the Master emerald in his hands as though frightened if he let it go it would disappear, Tails was squashed comfortably between Sonic and Knuckles, fast asleep having been worn out by the chaos of the battle, and Sonic was sitting with an arm wrapped around Tails, letting the Fox snuggle into him as much as the car seat allowed him, Sonic was thinking about everything that happened over the last two days.
Robotnik had returned and was defeated, the master emerald was both real and in their possession, and now Knuckles and Tails were here.
Mind you Sonic was certainly grateful they were here, not cause they helped him and literally saved his life, but because of the company.
As much as he'd loved being an only child, it could be lonely sometimes, with Tails and Knuckles, that was Likely gonna change.
Sonic was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of Tails stirring next to him.
"Sonic, where are we going?" Tails mumbled, the Kit's voice laced heavily with sleep and he looked ready to konk out again any moment.
"We're going home pal." Sonic simply said gently stroking the Kit behind his ears.
"Home, tha' sounds nice." Tails mumbled before yawning and falling right back to sleep.
Sonic chuckled then looked over at Knuckles who was still stone silent.
"You okay there Knucklehead?" Sonic asked.
Knuckles nodded.
"I am fine hedgehog, I am just...thinking." Knuckles said.
"If it's about Egghead, don't worry we won't see him again, or at least for a while." Sonic said.
"I'm aware, but that is not what is on my mind." Knuckles said.
"Then what is it?" Sonic asked curious.
"I helped Robotnik to acquire the emerald and also hurt you, this town and the Fox, will I truly be accepted into your...family?" Knuckles asked.
"Course you will, Eggman manipulated you and used you into doing those things." Sonic said.
"Besides this family always seems to meet in some weird way." He added.
"It's true, when I first met Sonic I shot him with a bear tranquilliser." Tom said.
"And the Fox hit me with a car on our first meeting." Knuckles added casually.
Tom and Maddie both gaped at Knuckles then at Tails.
"Oh my God, are you OK?" Maddie asked him worriedly.
"I am fine, I have quite a strong body so the car didn't do anything serious, besides he was saving Sonic?" Knuckles said.
"Yeah, he even drove it off a cliff to save me." Sonic added.
"I was wondering where that went." Tom muttered under his breath.
He looked at Tails.
"Remind me not to get on his bad side." He chuckled.
He looked back at Knuckles.
"But don't worry about anything Knuckles, you're part of this family now and if GUN or Robotnik want you back they'll have to step over my cold, dead body." Tom said.
"Same here." Maddie nodded.
For the first time since meeting him Sonic thought he saw a smile on the Echnida's face.
"I certainly hope it doesn't come to that, but I appreciate the sentiment behind it." Knuckles said nodding.
After a while of driving in silence they finally arrived home.
Tom, Maddie and Knuckles all climbed out while Sonic coaxed a deep asleep Tails awake.
"Huh, wh're we." Tails yawned not looking too pleased to be woken up and clearly wanting to go back to sleep.
"We're home pal, but I need you to get up." Sonic said.
Tails grumbled slightly from tiredness but with some assistance from Sonic he climbed out the car.
Sonic took in the kit and saw just how exhausted he really looked, his tails and ears dropped slightly and he could barely keep his eyes open.
"Tired bud?" Sonic asked slightly teasingly.
Tails just yawned his tails flicking slightly as he tried to stifle said yawn behind his hand.
"Yeah." Tails added after a moment.
"I can tell." Sonic chuckled giving Tails a scratch behind the ear before taking ahold of the Kit's hand.
"C'mon bud, let's get you some shut eye." Sonic smiled and Tails nodded too tired to reply.
Meanwhile Tom, Maddie and Knuckles were inspecting the damage.
"All in all it's not too bad, we can definitely stay tonight, but we should probably have this fixed soon." Maddie asked.
"I'll get started then." Knuckles said.
"What do you mean pal?" Tom asked confused.
"I have inflicted this damage upon your home and I should be the one to fix it." Knuckles said.
"Honey, that wasn't your fault, that horrible man manipulated you into doing those things." Maddie said.
"But I need to attone for my actions." Knuckles said.
"You already have Knuckles by saving the town, that's more than enough." Tom said.
Knuckles nodded, though he didn't seem fully convinced.
"Now, let's show you guys where you'll be staying for the night." Maddie said.
"We can stay?" A tiny voice asked.
The others turned to see Sonic and Tails behind her, Tails was looking at her curiously.
"Of course Baby, we'd love you to stay with us." Maddie said.
"Yeah kid, you're more than welcome." Tom nodded.
Tails nodded and yawned heavily leaning into Sonic's side.
"Okay, I think that's the signal for bedtime, come on guys." Tom said.
They went inside the house and after being greeted (and licked) by Ozzie they went up to Sonic's room.
Tails gaped in awe as they went into the room.
"Wow, it's so cool in here." Tails said looking around the room in awe.
"Okay guys, get yourselves ready for bed, it's been a long day." Tom said.
Sonic climbed into his bed and Tails went over to the beanbag chair and climbed onto it, humming contently as he lay down on it, apparently finding it comfortable enough.
"We've got a spare sleeping bag in the garage Knuckles, if you'd like it, looks like Miles has already claimed the bean bag.
Knuckles looked over and indeed Tails was stretched out on the bean bag in a ball, mumbling contently as he slept.
Nearby Sonic looked over with a very fond look, Knuckles couldn't help but feel the same.
Knuckles looked back at Maddie.
"Yes please, that would be very nice." Knuckles nodded.
Maddie nodded and soon returned with said sleeping bag, as well as a blanket which she gently draped over Tails.
Maddie then set up the sleeping bag for Knuckles who after thanking her climbed in.
"Goodnight boys, sleep well." Maddie said.
She kissed each of the boys on their foreheads before leaving for Tom's room.
Sonic yawned and stretched out on his bed.
"Night Knux, I hope you like it here." Sonic said.
"Goodnight." Knuckles replied.
Knuckles looked at Sonic, then Tails and with a small smile closed his eyes.
"I think I will." Knuckles mumbled to himself.
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic wachowski#knuckles the echidna#knuckles wachowski#miles tails prower#Tails Wachowski#tom wachowski#maddie wachowski#Knuckles needs a hug#Tails needs a nap#Sonic is happy to have siblings#They're a family your honour
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Killer in NYC (Tara Carpenter X Reader)
Part 7-Secrets Secrets Part 3
Y/N POV
"I already told you Tara, nothing."
Sam chimed in glaring at me. "That picture doesn't look like nothing."
I sighed. "Tara got drunk I bought her home we got into it stopped and I left that's it."
The shorter girl grabbed you by your shirt pulling you to her so you had no choice but to make direct eye contact.
"Something else happened." She spoke softly after a few minutes. You try brushing her off but her hold stayed tight. "You wouldn't just leave, what happened?"
Your jaw clenched. "Chad called your phone to make sure you were good said he hoped when he kissed you that it didn't scare you off,"
Sam's eyes widened at the new information as Tara's face became guilty.
You continue. "He also went on to say that if you were open to it he'd love to try seeing where you two could go. I wrote you a post it note and put it on your fridge. You passed out so I went down the fire scape. I really didn't feel like being someone's drunken third choice."
Tara stayed quiet as Sam stared on in silence.
"I may like you but I still have some dignity. Now if you don't mind I'd appreciate it if you both left my apartment." Tara nodding going to leave taking Sam with her.
The older Carpenter took her arm away gently as she turned to Y/N.
"Like it or not, you're in this now too. You should be careful maybe come with us."
You shook your head laughing lightly. "I was born and raised in Brooklyn, it's gonna take a lot more than a mask and a knife to take me down."
"Don't be stupid." You look to Tara offended.
"Then I guess I'm stupid because I rather be stabbed then have you keep playing with me." You started gesturing to your door.
"Don't be afraid to let it hit your ass on the way out."
Both girls shuffled out getting ready to face Ghostface once and for all.
3rd Person POV
The Carpenter girls sat in the car in silence. Sam taking a deep breath before speaking.
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Tara side eyed her sister shaking her head.
"Tara you've been hiding a lot and it's really not helping us."
"Sam drop it." She warned.
"No, someone is out there trying to kill us and I can't even get my little sister to tell me when she likes someone-"
"Because it's not important-"
"Tara!" She slammed the picture on her dashboard making the younger girl flinch, "it obviously is who ever is watching you has been doing it for a while." She scoffed shaking her head.
"A fucking psychopath knows my own sister better than I do." She started the car the two riding on in uncomfortable silence.
Chad and Mindy were in the apartment with Mindy's girlfriend, Anika. The trio waiting for their friends to pick them up.
Mindy glanced at her watch again. "They're late aren't they?"
Chad put a calming hand to his sisters shoulder. "It's ok they'll be here soon."
The door slammed opened revealing the two, both looking upset.
"Is everything ok?" Sam just waved a hand to Chad who then turned to Tara, "are you ok?"
The girl glanced at him briefly nodding before grabbing her things ready to end this.
Mindy spoke up, her head shooting up from her girlfriend.
"Maybe it's just me but I'm sensing some sibling tension going on." Sam glared at the twin who held her hands up in mock surrender. "I'm just saying we might die and I really want to make sure it's not because you guys fought over who took the last piece of pizza."
Anika shook her head chuckling lightly as she smacked the girls shoulder. "Seriously?" She shrugged.
Chad clapped his hands. "Alright roommate meeting everyone around the table."
Sam and Tara sat at the table still not meeting the others eyes.
"What's going on?" Sam chuckled darkly before turning to the athlete.
"I don't know Chad, why don't you and Tara tell us?" He was taken back by the older girls tone but looked to Tara who glared.
"Chad and I kissed at the Halloween Party! That's it, it's not a big deal." The usually jovial boy frowned a bit hurt but said nothing as Mindy looked over to her brother almost impressed.
"Didn't know you had it in you." Anika once again smacked her girlfriends shoulder. The group was quiet before Tara spoke up again.
"Look that's not important what is important is that we stick together find this asshole and finish this once and for all." Sam nodded.
"It is but we can't help if people keep having secrets." Mindy sucked her teeth.
"She's got a point munchkin." Said girls eyes shifted to the film fanatic. "This opens up to more suspects, as much as I love my twin now he's just as suspicious as Evan and Y/N. If he can't have you no one can."
Chad scoffed. "Thanks sis." She smiled cheekily at him.
"And if not him someone close to him. Someone jealous maybe even someone from Woodsboro." A sharp bang interrupted her monologue. Everyone ran to the living room watching the front door.
"HELP!" Sam's eyebrows furrowed. Kirby? "SAM PLEASE HELP HES GONNA-" a knife went through the door and after a brief moment blood began to pool underneath and through the cracks. The group ran once the door was busted open going to the nearest room and blocking it off. Sam opened a window waving to the people across.
"HELP!" A party went on as no one seemed to pay them any mind. She looked closer to find the window opened and pulled Chad.
"Help me get the ladder across." He nodded the both of them lifting and sliding to make sure the bridge could hold some weight in their escape attempt. One by one they slowly crawled over the ladder trying not to look down as they did so. Mindy, Chad and Anika being the last two to cross.
"Mindy I-I can't I'm scared of heights." She put a hand to the girls cheek.
"It's ok just follow me I'll be right with you," she smirked slightly. "And it gives you an excuse to check out my ass."
Ghostface began banging on the door slowly prying it open as the girl took a shaky breath nodding. Mindy climbing on first as Anika went to follow. Ghostface had grabbed Chad who turned around to punch them. They fell as Chad turned to get on the ladder.
"HURRY UP!" The two girls were trembling Mindy trying to put on a brave face as she'd smile and wriggle her ass at her girlfriend to keep her distracted. She'd laugh making sure to not even spare a glance down when the ladder shook. She'd look back to see Chad getting stabbed Tara screaming as they'd grabbed Mindy. She glanced to her girlfriend smiling sadly as the killer tilted their head to the side. Ghostface slowly dragged the ladder back towards him. Chad no where in sight. She smiled sadly to the olive skinned girl as she let herself be pulled back kicking the killer to shut the window and lock it behind her.
"ANIKA!" Mindy was pulled into Tara and Sam as she cried kicking her twin and lover both taken right before her eyes. The sisters continued to pull her with them. "LET ME GO!"
"Mindy! Mindy!" A tearful Sam put her hands on the girls cheeks. "We have to keep going."
Mindy glanced back towards the only two people besides her parents who mattered to her. They had loved her unconditionally, accepted her and her poorly timed jokes, her obsession with film. She thought on how she wouldn't be able to tease them anymore-
Tara broke her out of her thoughts next. "Mindy..." her voice shook. "You know he'd want us to keep moving or else it would all be for nothing."
She wiped her face nodding the girls running to abandoned theater where Gale had originally found the Ghostface shrine.
It was a maze as they tried to guide themselves back to the hideout.
Meanwhile, Gale had went to the station to grab Detective Brooks.
"Look Mrs.Weathers I have no times to play games we just got a call from a bunch of teenagers that they saw Ghostface killing someone in their window."
"EXACTLY! The girls are on their way to corner him and I'm trying to get you there before he dies." The detective stared at the author.
"And why should I trust you? How do I know this isn't some poor excuse to get more money for your next book?" She smirked.
"I told my cameraman to go home."
The girls continued running through the maze, when suddenly Mindy was grabbed and flung to the side a sharp knife sinking into her. Tara going to turn back but her sister grabbed her.
"NO MINDY-" the duo kept running until they hit the center.
"You ready?" Tara glanced to her sister sweat on her forehead making her hair stick to her. Mascara running as she nodded. She looked to see Ghostface standing near by.
"COME ON MOTHERFUCKER!"
Ghostface lunged as Tara ducked, Sam following before they ran. The design of the building much like a theater. They had run from the entrance and began to run their way through seats the protective railing giving a sense of foreboding as it would make a steep fall. Sam saw Mindy’s still body on a table, a brief wave of remorse going through her before she grew determined.
Tara's going to live.
The second Ghostface cut them off.
"Ahh Samantha and Tara." The voice changer sang throughout the empty space. "So nice of you to finally join us."
Sam gritted her teeth.
They tapped the knife along the railing once, twice before nodding their head to the side. A stage curtain lifting, as three seats occupied the space.
In the chairs were Y/N, Chad and David. A banner hanging above them,
Secrets Secrets hurt everyone
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#jenna ortega#jenna ortega x reader#wlw post#scream#tara carpenter#tara carpenter x reader#scream vi#femme for masc
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Ok so this acc was not made for me to make posts but I think it's needed for me talk about this whole Ni-ki smut situation.
So we actually had two people that were writing smut about him to finally realise their mistakes, so that's good, but sadly there's still some out there who are still writing..now I saw A LOT of people use the excuse "but no one cared when people were writing smut for Jungwon and Sunoo when they just turned 18" see that's when some of you missed the point, we're not picking who to protect, but we're making sure it doesn't happen again, since it already happened to Jungwon and Sunoo, and those are protecting Ni-ki and writing smut about the other members are not hypocrites, smut about idols in general can give you the ick BUT there's a difference, one is CHILD porn and the other is just written of legal idols, it's still fucked up (had to change since people didn't understand my point) to write sex stories about them without knowing if they're comfortable with ir or without their permission, bc lemme tell yall that you go on a lawsuit, they can easily sue you, and if they asked or showed that they don't like it and you're still doing it, hope you know you're doing harassment at this point.
Another excuse that was used is "but ni-ki is Japanese and the legal age in Japan in 18, the korean one can't be used on him" you have to be either a whole child or someone who knows nothing about laws, but it's okay lemme explain it! For example I live in UK but I'm 3 different ethnicities, but since I'm in uk I have to follow their laws, since laws in different countries are different it would be weird for me to just follow the laws is Turkey while being in uk, the moment you step foot in a different country, the laws in there apply to you, you legally transported there which means you let them know you're gonna follow their rules even if it's just for a day, so same goes for Ni-ki, for example he won't be able to drink alcohol in Korea bc he's still a minor, in America as well, but if he went to Japan or any European country, he can freely drink alcohol, does that help now? Hope that made some you realise that your excuse makes no sense.
Now to the last point..as much as I dislike Ni-ki smut PLEASE refrain yourself from sending death threats or even worse wishing for those writers to get r@ped, as someone who's a victim of r3pe please don't say those things, it doesn't make you any better, best way is to report the acc and posts, telling them to kts won't help and you're wasting your breath, bc like I said, two of those writers stopped, and how? By getting explained how messed up their works are, ik it's sad that they didn't realise it at the start, but honestly it's better late than ever atp, bc lemme remind you, on Ao3 there's almost 300 smut posts about riki, and those started since he was 15 and most of them are him getting shipped with the other members, even the adult ones, and those people just don't stop, can we really go to them and hold them at a gunpoint and tell them to stop? No, sadly all we can do is report but it doesn't matter bc they'll keep going, I talked with my friend for DAYS before his bday about how I wished he just stayed 17 so that people wouldn't sexualise him, it's really sad.
Anyways thank you if you read the whole thing 🫶
#nishimura riki#stop ni-ki smut pls#niki x reader#enhypen#let my boy breathe and enjoy his life#nishimura riki fluff
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The Tin
Part 6 (prev)
The sobbing had quieted down to sniffles and eventually stopped. Vince had carried on rubbing his finger down the tiny back through the towel hoping it was helping the little guy calm down. His mind was racing with so many questions. Who was this impossibly small man? Where had he come from? And how had he ended up tied in such an inhumane way and dumped on a shelf in a shop?
He wasn't even sure if the little man could speak English but he carried on saying gentle reassurances and hoping that maybe when he'd calmed down enough Vince might get some answers. When the tiny head peeked out Vince couldn't help but smile even though it didn't last very long before it disappeared back beneath the fabric.
"That's ok little guy, you can hide for as long as you like. You've clearly had a very bad day..." Wow way to go Vince he thought to himself. The poor guys been kidnapped and scared half to death that's a bit worse than a bad day.
"How about a drink?" Vince asked "would you like some water? Or some food? Are you hungry?"
The little head peeked out briefly to nod before disappearing again
"Ok let me see what I can rustle up" Vince said with a smile. He poked through his recycling box and found a bottle cap and a jar lid. He gave them both a good clean and filled the cap with water. It would be more like drinking from a bucket than a cup but it would have to do for now. On the jar lid he put a small piece of bread and a crumb of cheese. He had no idea what the little man would eat but something basic seemed like a good start. He slid both containers over to where the tiny man sat on the table before sitting back in his chair.
"I hope this is OK, I can make you something else if you like"
After a moment the tiny head emerged again this time followed by two tiny arms as the man reached for the water. His eyes never left Vince as he managed to lift the bottle cap and take a long drink. When he reached for the bread and started to nibble on it Vince thought it was as good a time as any to try communicating more
"Can you understand me?" He asked.
A hesitant nod was his reply
"My name is Vince. What's yours?"
The little man looked terrified at having to speak but Vince waited patiently for him to gather the nerve
"Michael" was the quiet reply
"I'm very pleased to meet you Michael! Is the food OK? Would you rather have something else?"
The tiny man - Michael shook his head and reached for the cheese as if he was worried it would be taken from him.
"Can you tell me what you are? Where did you come from? How did you end up stuck in that awful tin?"
Michael looked overwhelmed with the sudden onslaught of questions and Vince thought he might dive back under the tea towel
"Sorry," said Vince. "You don't have to answer all that right now. Are you hurt anywhere?"
Michael hesitated but then shook his head.
"Ok that's good, I didn't hurt you taking that tape off did I? I tried to be as gentle as I could"
Michael rubbed his wrists where the skin was bright red and irritated from the tape but again he just shook his head.
Vince sighed this poor little guy clearly didn't trust him and was probably worried about being hurt more. When Michael had finished eating Vince tried again
"How about I get you some cream for your skin? It might help if it's a bit sore"
Michael looked like he might cry again but gave the slightest nod of his head. Vince stood and went to fetch his tube of ointment. He returned quickly and squeezed a little from the tube into the cap before sliding it in front of Michael.
"Try this, just rub a little bit into your skin where the tape was"
He watched fascinated as tiny fingers dipped in the cream and started to rub gently around his ankles where the skin looked red.
"Do you have somewhere you want me to take you?"
Michael looked up puzzled
"Erm I mean if you have a family or something I could take you home if you want? I'm sure they'll be worried about you" Vince explained
Michael just shook his head sadly "no, no-one"
"Oh, I'm sorry. But you can stay here for as long as you like!" Vince saw the fear creeping back into Michael's face. "Not that you have to!" He clarified "I'm not gonna force you or anything but to be fair you look absolutely shattered. At least stay the night, I'm sure everything will seem better in the morning"
Before he could say a word a yawn escaped Michael answering for him. "Ok, thank you" said Michael
"Great!" Said Vince excitedly "let me go find something comfy for you"
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wait, you write for male readers AND for bsd???? I'm literally in tears, it's been a long time since I saw a blog like this :')
can i request a tall male reader x ranpo one-shot and make it suggestive?? I don't know about the plot, I just ask for anything with ranpo :] ty!!
YES MY FIRST REQUEST! your wish is my command (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)
Genre : Suggestive.
(Sorry about the grammatical errors ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ)
TALL MALE READER X EDOGAWA RANPO.
- 3rd Person Point of View.
"Woaahhhhh! You're Ranpo-san's Boyfriend! " Kenji gleamed looking up the tall man , (Male name) chuckled nodding his head "Yes, i am ranpo's boyfriend. Its finally nice to meet you all".
All of the ADA members smiled looking up the tall man, their neck is starting to hurt.
Let me give you a short recap.
Ranpo gathered all of them inside the office saying he has something to show them. And that 'something' was someone and that someone is (Male name) Ranpo's boyfriend. They all stood in awe about the mans height. Like dude, he is 7 feet tall. Is he not a basketball player or something?
"How tall are you (Male Name) -san? " Atsushi asked "He is probably 7 foot, correct? " Kunikida said scribbling on his book, possibly about (Male name). "Yep kunikida-kun is right. Im 7 feet tall! " He smiled looking down at the gremlins.
"7 feet and supper strong we always get along~" Dazai sang 'that' song and then kunikida smacked him "Shut it bastard! We're going to get copyright! " As the two argued everyone took turns on questioning the TALL man.
After a few hours of chatting and hanging out they ordered Bear Express with (Male name) paying because he wants to be a gentleman, and oh yes he is.
"Wow! There's so many food! And theres Tea Chuzake too! Thank you so much (Male name)-san! " Jinko grabbed the tea Chuzake gobbling them down. "You have our gratitude. " The dirty blonde hair man nodded already setting his eyes on the seared tataki bonito. "Your welcome! Now, lets dig in! "
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"Oh man.. Im stuffed" Said the tiger male.
"Yeah me too... I think im not gonna eat for two days.. " Said the suicidal male.
"I think my stomach is about to explode... " Said the glasses male.
(Ok stop with the 'said'. )
"I didn't even notice that its already night" Yosano look outside to see the bright moon and stars. Kenji joined her; volunteering that they should go star grazing. All of them agreed and head to the rooftop.
Yosano and kenji raced up to the stairs with kunikida and fukuzawa following them.Tanizaki and naomi waited for dazai and Atsushi to follow them but they went up ahead anyway. Atsushi was about to go in the elevator but dazai pulled his arm whispering something to him which made him blush. Atsushi looked at (Male name) and ranpo who were waiting for him to come inside but atsushi made a gesture of them going alone together the two nodded and hit the button that'll lead them up the rooftop. Dazai sent a smirk at ranpo waving them bye before the elevator closed.
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"What the—" "Did the elevator just stopped?"
(Male name) hitted the button multiple times but the elevator didn't seem to budge. "Andddd it looks were going to be stuck here... Do you have your phone with you, sweets? " Ranpo shook his head no earning a sigh from the tall male.
"Well, lets hope that they'll notice us missing for some time and get us out of here. "Poor (Male name) had to crouch down because of his height, he was too tall for his own sake.
"This is going to be a boring wait... " He mumbled .
"So you're saying that im boring? " Ranpo joked sitting himself on the man's lap "Of course not" He chuckled pecking the detective.
A moment of silence.....
"Well this is getting boring. Lets do something while we wait" Ranpo looked at the his boyfriend "Sweets, we can move around here. Im taking all of the space" Lol thats what you get for being too tall. "Mmmmm.... " Ranpo seductively smirked leaning towards him "are you sure you don't want to play with me...? " he whispered on his ear.
And oh boy. Big junior down there is rising up.
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Ahhh~!
W-wait! To—too roughh~!
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Ding!
"What took you both so long? " Kunikida adjusted his glasses "Are you two alright? You guys look disheveled. " Tanizaki asked looking at the two male breathing heavily. (Male name) adjusted his necktie while ranpo nodded at them fixing his cape.
Dazai Snickers on the background and poor atsushi looking like his face is about to turn like a tomato.
They all sat back down enjoying the stars. (Male name) sat with fukuzawa engaging a conversation successfully and ranpo sat down with dazai and atsushi.
"You planned this. "
"Yes i did. "
"I am so sorry...dazai-san made me do it..."
Panning the camera about awhile ago. We see dazai messing with the elevator with a devilish smile and atsushi looking away from the CCTV footage from the elevator.
#seme male reader#tall male reader#dom male reader#top male reader#male reader x ranpo#ranpo#bungo stray dogs#yaoi#dom reader#top reader#dazai planned it all#atsushi is embarrassed#dazai#bungostraydogs
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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 • jack Harlow
SUMMARY: fic where jack & reader have been dating for over a year but they have kept things secret bc reader isn’t famous and maybe one night they get a little carried away and jack gets photographed with a bunch of hickies on his neck ☺️ idk why i find that so attractive 😂
GENRE: fluff
WARNING: hickies, implied smut
PAIRING: jack Harlow x fem reader
AUTHOR NOTE: interesting
Jack harlow masterlist
Don't repost my content anywhere. It's a crime
Enjoy <3
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The tabloids were buzzing at the new pictures that dropped of jack. It was a picture of him walking around with a red bruise on his neck. A bruise you had gave him from your night before.
Jack being famous made it hard for you to do normal girlfriend and boyfriend things with one another. You knew if you were spotted with him or even a slight hinted of you was dropped it would be over for you. His fangirls would eat you alive just for being with him so no matter what you tried to keep everything secrert.
Jack didn't stop from bringing you places with him though. Whenever he could he brought you on tour or to a show but just left you in the hotel room or backstage. He knew once he was done preforming he could relax with you.
Perhaps you both got a little too comfortable last night after one of his shows. Jack woke up with a few reddish purple hickies on his neck. Jack did his best to cover them up but judging by these articles and pictures it was useless.
"shit, jack I'm sorry." You ran your hand over your face and groaned. Jack who was sitting on the bed stood up and walked over to you. "It's ok baby." He pulled you into a hug right after kissing your head. You both stayed in the hug until Jack's door opened and in walked Neelam and urban Wyatt.
"damn bro you're fucked." Was all urban said before he plopped on the couch in the room.
"we'll figure this out.. right?"
Jack turned to Neelam hoping she had a plan. "I don't know jack." She sighed. "It's very hard to play off a hickey."
Jack sighed. "I honestly don't know how they saw it. I had my coat up and everything."
"well when you have vampira sucking so damn hard on your neck that shits going to get dark and see able."
You all turned to urban. The smile that was on his face quickly faded as he noticed you all looking at him.
"ok we will figure this out. Let's just gets some rest and figure out a plan tomorrow."
Neelam left and so did urban leaving just you and Jack. You both got ready for bed in silence. Jack knew it hurt you that he got caught judging by how you never made eye contact with him through the night. It wasn't your fault it was his. He should have covered up more.
You slipped into bed and pulled the blanket over yourself. Jack wasn't far behind; he walked out of the bathroom and got in bed with you. Your back was facing him as you scrolled through your phone. Jack had enough with the silence.
"baby I said it was ok. You don't need to feel guilty."
You sighed and turned to jack. "I know, but now people are going to try and find me. They're going to keep asking questions and stalking until they'll figure out who I am. And I don't want that."
Jack pulled you into his chest. "I'm not going to let that happen baby. I'm going to keep you safe even if I need to hire security."
You lifted your head from his chest. Jack kissed your cheeks then your lips.
You both fell asleep that night in each other's arms. The next morning jack left for an interview early.
He knew they were going to ask questions as soon as he got there so he needed to lay the record straight.
"so jack you know about what happened yesterday. Is it true? Is jack Harlow off the market?"
Jack exhaled. "Yeah! I'm taken by a beautiful and amazing girl. She's not interested in the spotlight so you won't see her for a while, but just know I'm very happy with her."
Later that day jack came back to the hotel room you both were stay at.
"I'm beautiful and amazing?" Jack nodded. "Did I stutter?"
You laughed. You got up and walked over to him. Jack kissed you then wrapped his arms around his waist. "I meant every word even the part about they won't be seeing you. Going to keep you my lil secret forever."
"I like the sound of that."
#jack harlow#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow blurb#jack harlow fanfiction#jack harlow fanfic#jack harlow fluff#jack harlow smut#jack harlow x you#jack harlow x y/n
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Have my back (Rúben Dias)
Masterlist
Word count: 3003
** Little angst imagine based on an anon request. I hope you, and everyone else, like it ❤️ **
After a long day at your internship, you were still stuck at your desk working. You were so focused on that, that you didn’t hear your boyfriend approaching and jumped on your seat when he touched your shoulders to massage them.
“Sorry”, he laughed. “You are so tense. Is this chair even comfortable? We might need to buy a new one”.
The mention of buying things always made you feel weird. Since you got your degree, both you and Rúben decided that the best thing for you was to do an internship you had been offered. It was a great opportunity and meant you’d probably be able to get a better job in the future. But for the present, it meant that your salary was almost nothing.
It was definitely not enough to live in a city like Manchester. You wanted to continue your part-time job, but Rúben refused.
That’s when you moved in with him and allowed him to be pretty much the one who financed your life. It wasn’t exactly the strong independent woman lifestyle you had dreamt of, that was for sure. But you were working towards that.
Rúben never made you feel bad about it. Quite the opposite. He always reasoned with you to make you understand how your career was more important than your ego. Still, whenever someone made comments about it, it stung. And some of his friends loved to joke about it. You were still trying to find what was so funny about it.
“So what are we doing for the holidays then?”, he said, grabbing another chair to sit next to you.
“Don’t know. What do you want to do? Go to Portugal?”
“I would like that, yes. There is still so much you haven’t seen and I want to show you all. Plus, my family likes you more than they like me so they'll want to see you”.
You laughed at that. “Can’t blame them for having good taste, babe”.
His answer was a little pinch on your bum.
“Ok, so Portugal with my family and then maybe a week with my friends?”, your smile dropped at that comment. “What?”
“Nothing. I just…maybe it’s best if you go with your friends by yourself. I can stay with your family or come back here”.
“No, I want you with me. Don’t be silly”.
But instead of answering, you just looked at the papers on the desk.
“Come on. You don’t like my friends now?”
“It’s not that. I just feel out of place there. Being the only woman and I don’t know, they’ll probably be the ones annoyed by my presence”.
“They won’t”, he said firmly. “And if they are, too bad for them, I want you there and I’m the one paying for their holidays”.
He probably didn’t realize that this comment was going to hurt you. He was paying for your holiday too.
“Let’s agree to a maybe. I’ll go to Portugal with you and if I don’t feel like going to that week away with you guys, I won’t. And if I’ve changed my mind, I will go”.
“I’ll change your mind”, he said with a big smile and gave you a quick kiss before leaving you to work some more before dinner.
**
As with most things, Rúben actually managed to convince you to do what he wanted, and in this case it was to come on the holiday with him and his friends. You weren’t thrilled about it but you were more excited than you expected.
You all met at the airport, where a private jet was waiting for all of you. Being scared of flying, the size of the plane didn’t actually help you. But thankfully Rúben knew about it and was by your side the whole time.
“We haven’t even left and you two are already attached to the hip. Are we ever going to just get you alone or are you two a 2 for 1 offer?", said one of Rúben’s friends, rolling his eyes.
“Shush, she gets nervous on flights and the jet makes it worse”.
“Wow, the jet isn’t good enough for the princess”.
You were used to those digs. As you were used to Rúben not saying anything to his friends when they said those things to you.
The nerves were getting worse so you just ignored it and concentrated on cuddling with your boyfriend. You could hear his heartbeat and decided to focus on that, rather than the plane taking off.
**
A couple of days later, you were all nursing hangovers and laying in the sunbeds trying to relax.
One of the boys walked in front of your sunbed without paying attention and tripped on your sandals.
“Shit! Sorry”, he said, grabbing the sandals to put them back where they were. You lifted your sunglasses to look at him. “Well, these aren’t cheap flip-flops, huh?”
You put your sunglasses back and lay back with a sigh.
“Rúben bought them for you?”, he asked, and you could hear the sarcasm.
“No, I’ve actually had them for years. Bought before meeting him”.
He didn’t like that response and left you to keep sunbathing. You felt so annoyed that you decided to leave and go back to your bedroom. Maybe you could read for a little while.
“What are you doing here?”, asked Rúben half an hour later. He had gone for a run and left you outside, so he was surprised to find you gone when he came back.
“Sun was too strong”, you lied.
“Are the boys behaving?"
“Sure. Like they always do”.
You knew he could tell by your tone that you meant the complete opposite, but he just went to the shower instead of talking about it more.
That same day you had planned for a quieter night after two days of too much partying.
“How can you look so good?”, whispered Rúben while he was hugging you from behind. Looking at your reflection in the mirror while you finished getting your jewellery on.
“Maybe we could stay here alone?”, you said, turning to face him.
He just laughed. “We’ll be back soon”.
Your smile dropped when you knew he wasn’t looking.
The dinner was going well and you were all talking about how it was almost time to go back to work.
"Can't wait", you said, rolling your eyes.
"You could always work a little less hard. I'm sure the world won't end if you do", Rúben said, winking at you.
"My world would", you joked back.
"Oh my God, just drop the act!", said the same friend that always has something to say about everything you say or do.
"What do you mean?", you asked, getting more annoyed. Rúben was holding your hand trying to calm you but you were too tired.
"That you bore us all with your big job act. Once you get bored of pretending to be a lawyer you'll just stay home spending your boyfriend's money. Everyone knows that".
You could notice him tensing, but he still didn't say anything.
"What do you even know? You see me two days every 6 months and just spend the whole time being a dick to me!".
"Hey", said Rúben, in a tone that made you realize he was annoyed by your reaction.
"What?", you asked, not turning to look at him. "Am I supposed to always sit back and let him call me names? I have definitely gotten bored of that!"
"I'm just saying you are overreacting and making a scene".
"A scene? You're more worried about that than about your girlfriend being called a gold-digger for the 50th time today. And you won't say a thing about it".
"I just want everyone to get on well".
To that, his friend laughed.
"Having fun?", you said, shooting daggers with your eyes. "Maybe you need a reminder that if I'm taking advantage of Rúben then so are you. Have you actually paid for something the whole time we've been here?"
"Enough!!", you heard Rúben say, barely raising his voice but his tone was more than enough.
"Unbelievable. This is why I didn't want to come but you fucking insisted. Happy? Happy with this?"
When you got up to leave, Rúben followed you.
"Where are you going?"
"To the villa. I can't stand any of you right now".
"You're not going anywhere alone. Something could happen to you".
"I'll get a taxi", you said, moving your arm so he can't grab it.
"Stop being a child! If you're leaving let me at least call the taxi for you and make sure you are safe. No, I actually have to go back with you. Great!"
You couldn't believe his attitude.
"You are right. Go ask the bartender to call a taxi. They know the good companies".
He gave you a hopeful look before leaving. He thought you would behave, but the moment he moved, you went out and left him and his asshole friends alone.
Not being interested in the sports the boys played during the mornings, you had actually explored this side of the island well. And you knew a couple of routes to go back to the villa. All of them well light and full of businesses of all types, so you'll be safe walking home alone. Besides, it wasn't even dark out.
You actually took your time, to think and to relax. It was one thing for Rúben to never defend you but to actually turn you into the bad guy? Fuck him!
What hurt the most about those comments was that they made you think everyone thought that, but only this dickhead dared say it. Did Rúben's parents think the same? The thought made your heart ache.
Half an hour later, you made it to the villa and were surprised by seeing the lights on.
"Finally! Where were you? Why did you leave your phone here? Do you know how worried I was?"
A part of you wanted to hug him and just fix everything. But the moment you thought about doing that, his words at the restaurant came back to your mind.
"I'm going to take a shower", you said, startling him.
"Are you mad? You disappear giving me a heart attack and now you pretend like nothing happened?"
"Yes, I'm doing the same thing you do when your friends treat me like shit. Pretend it didn't happen. Am I doing it right?"
That hit a nerve. You could tell how much self control he was exercising at the moment.
"You're right, you shouldn't have come".
And after saying that, he left you alone in the room. The rage in your body made you literally shake, so you started to take deep breaths. And headed for the shower.
**
After the shower, you saw you had a text from Rúben's mum and decided to call her.
She was patiently listening to you and her kindness made you start crying.
"Come back here with us. We'll be happy to have you and my idiot son can miss you a couple of days and see what he's done".
"You sure? I don't want to impose".
"I'll book your flight now and send you the details. And I'll bake your favourite cake so it's ready when you get here".
"You're too good to me", you said to her, thankful to finally see that someone supported you.
"Yeah, well, I wouldn't be good to a gold-digger who takes advantage of my son", she said, making you laugh.
Once you hang up, you went to bed to try to sleep. Rúben wasn't back and that was fine by you.
During your restless night, you heard him come back and get in bed with you. It was obvious he could tell you weren't actually sleeping, but he didn't say a word.
When you got up in the morning, you finished packing your things. Your flight was in 3 hours, so it was almost time to leave.
"What are you doing?", said Rúben when he saw you sorting your bags.
"Leaving".
"You are not serious. Are you going to leave instead of talk?"
"Talking right now is probably the worst idea. You'll just hurt me more", but his face showed that it was him who had been hurt by those words.
"And where are you going then?"
"To your parents. To people that actually want me there".
"I'll go with you", he said, approaching you slowly.
"Sorry, your mum said you're not invited".
And with that you left for the airport. You removed all the notifications you got from the messages Rúben was sending, and that you weren't planning on reading right now, and a couple of hours later you were back in Portugal.
**
Those four days did wonders for you. It really was you surrounded by people that liked you. Any idea of them thinking badly of you was gone for good.
And tomorrow it was time to go back to Manchester, which you knew meant that Rúben will be back today. Obviously, you missed him and wanted to see him. But you were also still hurt and his crappy apologies via text hadn't done much to help.
You were busy playing with one of his little cousins when you heard his voice. Both him and his mum were whispering, but you could tell she was telling him off and that made you smile. It was nice to finally have someone who defended you. Even from her own son's stupidity.
"Hi", both you and his cousin turned when you heard Rúben's voice but the reactions were different.
She jumped from her seat to go hug him, while you didn't really know how to approach this.
"Why don't you go to the kitchen? There are some muffins you can eat".
Once she was gone, he sat next to you.
"Are you not even going to say hi to me?"
"Hi".
"I missed you", he said quietly, grabbing your hand.
"Yeah well, whose fault was that?"
He sighed. "Can I apologize again and then we move on? I'm tired of this. I want my girlfriend back".
"I'm not going anywhere, but I get to be hurt. And I can hurt for as long as I want to".
"What do you want me to do? Name it and I'll do it".
"I want you to have my back. It's not as if I'm asking for the moon".
You left to go to your room and he followed you.
"I have your back, always".
"Except when your friends insult me", you told him, not believing how he just couldn't get it.
"They are joking. They tell the same things to each other all the time. There's no need to be so sensitive about it".
"Sensitive? So once again I am the problem", you sat on the bed and then got up again, not knowing what to do to control your annoyance. "They might tell each other the same jokes, but guess what? They are friends. They know each other. They know their own boundaries. They don't know mine".
"I get that but still…", he tried to say.
"But nothing, Rúben. They don't even say the worst things in front of you. What does that tell you about them?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the time when one asked me about my ex and when I told him about him and his job his response was that of course I dumped him to be with you because he was poor. Just to give you one example".
"He said that?", he said, starting to realise the extent of the situation.
"Said it in front of your mum even. You can ask her if you don't believe me. And do you know what she did?"
He shook his head.
"She defended me".
After saying that, you left to go back to the kitchen. There was another huge farewell dinner for you and you wanted to help with it.
**
At the dinner, Rúben sat next to you but everyone could tell something wasn't right. I mean, you leaving him to come back was already a big hint. But barely acknowledging him during the evening cemented their worries.
"He is finally realising how much he messed up", said Ruben's mum to you when you were getting the desserts to take to the table.
"Took him a while".
She laughed. "Men".
"I'm sure you'll fix this when you get home", she added, giving you a quick hug.
That was your hope too.
**
The next day was more of the same. But you were actually stuck at the airport with your boyfriend.
When you were on the plane, you grabbed the armrests during take off to help with your nerves. And Rúben took your hands from them, knowing how badly you were feeling.
"What…?"
"Hug me. And it's not a suggestion. Leave your ego to the side for a bit and just hug me, I can tell how scared you already are".
And you were so thankful he was there right now. The flight back to Portugal was torture.
So you moved to cuddle with him, holding onto his hoodie. And he also put his arms around you, holding you as tight as he could before it would actually hurt. That was what you needed, to not move much and to feel protected by him.
Twenty minutes into the flight, he started to kiss your head.
"You don't know how much I missed you".
"I think I can guess. Judging by my own experience", you said softly, making him chuckle.
"I'll never let anyone walk over you again, ok? I was stupid thinking I should not interfere. I get it now. And I swear it won't happen again. Especially with the person who was the nastiest to you. I can't call someone like that a friend".
A tear rolled down your cheek.
"Thank you", you said, hugging him even more tightly. Happy to see he had finally realised what having your back really meant.
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╰┈➤ Leave Scars
➜ Synopsis: Sure you left his life more than a decade ago, but he'd never forget one of the few people who cared about him.
➜ Pairings: Platonic!Haruchiyo Sanzu x fem!reader, minor Takeomi Akashi x reader
➜ This Fic Contains the Following: Manga spoilers, Sanzu's POV for the most part, reader is Takeomi's ex, reader is also a better sibling to Sanzu than Takeomi lmao, minor blood and gore (it's Sanzu c'mon now)
➜ WC: 3,345
➜ Note: woah, this is my longest fic so far. listen he may not be one of my faves, but sanzu deserves so much better even if he has to go through some pain ok? :') the jumps to advance the story may seem weird so apologies. this is also my first time writing for him, i hope i did him justice in a way <3
➜ Songs as Inspiration: Static X - All These Years, The Birthday Massacre - Forever, Epica - Storm The Sorrow
➜ Also Posted on Ao3: here
You met Takeomi Akashi during your first year in high school. Even then, he was fairly known for being a troublemaking delinquent. Granted, he wasn't as well known as his friend Shinichiro Sano, but his name was still enough to put fear into people's hearts.
And yet, you caught his attention somehow. You, the type who minded her business and never was the one to pay attention to drama nor listen to any rumors, had him fall for you. Luckily for him you felt the same and it was enough for him to nab you before Shinichiro even had the chance to ask you out.
Sanzu could remember like it was yesterday when Takeomi brought you over to see his place and introduce you to him and Senju. By then, it had been a year since you and his brother dated.
After nagging Takeomi for so long on meeting his family, he finally caved in and took you to meet them. When you stepped in, you were not expecting to already come across the two younger siblings he told you about countless times. Both of the children were sitting in the living room staring up at you curiously, having paused their playtime.
"Oh!" You exclaimed in surprise. "Are these your siblings?" You asked. You were surprised that they were supposedly not twins as Takeomi said, they looked very similar to each other.
"Yep. This is Haruchiyo, and this is Senju," Takeomi answered, pointing at the boy and girl respectively.
Haruchiyo and Senju still stared at you quietly as you knelt down to their level and introduced yourself to them.
"I'm your brother's girlfriend," you added, smiling. They didn't seem to react to that at all, besides blinking at you.
"Don't worry, they'll get used to you eventually. In fact, why don't we start getting to that right now?" Takeomi said, ruffling your hair. "I gotta go attend a Black Dragons meeting, and you, my sweet beautiful girlfriend, are on babysitting duty!"
Your jaw dropped in shock, the audacity of this man astounded you. "Takeomi, are you kidding me?! Your brother and sister don't know me, why do you think it's a good idea to leave them alone with someone who is a stranger to them?" You exclaimed, standing back up to your feet.
He laughed as he ran out the door and hopped onto his motorcycle before you could even chase after him.
You sighed, running a hand down your face. You couldn't believe that he thought that this was a good idea. As you looked down at the pinkettes, they were also up on their feet, still looking up at you.
. . .
When he came back home, Takeomi did not expect to see both of his siblings sleeping in your arms while the TV still aired some children's show in the background, the TV being the only lighting in the otherwise dark room.
He found you leaning back against the couch, holding both Haruchiyo and Senju's sleeping forms close to you. Haruchiyo was on your left side, his head right up against your heart as he slept, light snoring could be heard from him. Senju was on your right, her hand clinging tightly to your shirt even while she dreamed away.
You were close to sleeping as well, now wide awake as your boyfriend came back. As he watched the scene with confusion, you smiled sheepishly in return.
"I didn't want to wake them up. It all started with them sitting in my lap and they grew tired," you explained.
Takeomi rolled his eyes but he was not frowning. In fact he was happy, happy that his siblings had taken a liking to you already. He smiled as he grabbed the polaroid camera and took a few photographs of you smiling while cuddling his sleeping siblings.
This was just the beginning of his brother and sister seeing you as the big sister they never had. And it sure would bite him back in the ass later on when Haruchiyo and Senju would soon prefer you over him weeks later.
Takeomi rubbed the sides of his forehead and sighed as he watched the scene in front of him. He could feel a headache coming. One sibling was hugging onto one side of you while the other did the same to the other side. Both siblings frowned up at their older brother.
"Haruchiyo, Senju, she has to go home. She can't stay here forever," Takeomi said, exasperated.
"Yes, she can." "Why not?" Both said at the same time. He could sigh again and shook his head as you laughed and ruffled their foreheads.
"I'll come back tomorrow, okay? Don't worry!" You reassured them as they only hugged you tighter in response. Takeomi was just very appalled at what was going on in front of him.
As the two got to know you more, they only grew to love you more than words could ever describe, especially Haruchiyo. He loved it when you would let him greet you with a hug, and he loved it when you would let him or Senju interrupt your time with Takeomi. Like interrupting your makeout sessions with him by squeezing between you two and demanding more forehead kisses, even though it was mainly Senju who did that. Or letting him rest his head on your lap during movie nights when he should've been in bed. His brother was never pleased with all the cockblocking both of them did, but he did his best to deal with it.
He especially loved it when you defended him against any complaint that his brother made or any fault that was placed onto him for the littlest things. It was always him, never Senju, who took the blame.
It was always him. Never. Fucking. Senju.
You met Mikey, Emma, and Baji later on and they would soon grow attached to you too, also seeing you as a sibling figure. It was to the point where Mikey once complained to Shinichiro that you always hung out at the Akashi residence, much to the laughter of the latter.
Throughout holidays and birthdays, Haruchiyo naively thought that you would stay in their life forever but unfortunately all good things came to an end.
Three years after you and Takeomi were together, two after meeting him and Senju, the worst happened.
You and Takeomi broke up.
Sure it was a mutual breakup for whatever reason he could care less about even to this day, but the one he cared about, other than Mikey and Baji, left him.
And a week later, he earned his scars and tried to smile and laugh through the pain as ordered to. That was also the day he dropped his old surname "Akashi" and decided to go by "Sanzu" instead. Sometimes the memory of that day still made his skin crawl, but he would never admit it to anyone.
A lot proceeded to happen over the years as well, sometimes it felt like time was passing by way too fast for Sanzu's eyes. Shinichiro passed on, Baji passed on, he followed Mucho to Tenjiku only to repay him for his treachery in the worst way possible later on, Emma passed on, so much had happened that it was sometimes difficult to keep track of.
After so many years of being Mikey's right hand man, he followed his king down into a much darker path that he should've turned back from a long time ago but refused to do so.
Which led him to his current position now: Number Two of Bonten, the Loyal Mad Dog. No subordinate dared to mess with him nor make him angry. Unless they were the Haitani brothers, now those two usually found a way to get under his skin without fear.
As years went by since Bonten's formation, Sanzu had made quite a name for himself amongst the crime underground and people often shook in fear at the sight of him, which pleased him. He wanted people to fear him as much as they would of Mikey; if he were to kill, he'd rather be the last face they saw as they drew their last breath. This of course had happened many times, mind you, but he never got tired of it.
One day would put his usual routine to a halt though thanks to a discovery he made.
It all started on a dull morning: wake up, get dressed, arrive to work, walk past the others with a grunt as a greeting, and head to his office. As he passed Takeomi's office, he saw something on the ground right in front of the door. The door was closed, which meant that the latter was out or was in his office and dropped it.
As Sanzu leaned down to get a closer look, it was a small photograph. As he picked it up and flipped it to the other side, his heart dropped.
It wasn't just any picture, no; it was a picture of you, him, and Senju! From the first day you met and babysat them, they had fallen asleep on you after a long day of playtime and getting to know each other.
Sanzu held his breath as he got up and ran his fingers over the photo, he hadn't seen this one in forever. But yet, it was nice to see that shithead kept a nice memory and never forgot about you, because the former certainly didn't.
What are you up to nowadays? Were you still living around the area? Did you meet someone new?
Were you still alive?
He didn't want to think about the last question too much. As he hurried to his office, he had to find any info about you to see if you were still okay after all these years. He just had to know if one of the very few people he cared about in the world was doing well.
Unfortunately, he never had time to do so during the day so since his schedule was filled with running errands plus the Haitanis doing their daily dose of annoying him to the core. While he was doing research after almost everyone in the building left, he found out that you were indeed alive, much to his happiness. Sanzu also found out that you were married with two children and lived in a much smaller town and worked in a well paying job.
As he found out more and more about you and catching up on what you've been doing over the years, someone opened the door to his office and barged in.
As Sanzu was about to reach for his gun that was hidden in one of the desk drawers, because how dare someone stride in without knocking like they damn well own the place, he looked up and saw Takeomi. Out of all the others, it had to be his least favorite person. His brother.
Or rather, someone who used to be his brother. He disowned both the older and Senju a long time ago as siblings and considered himself an only child. As the two men stared each other down, Sanzu could only sneer at him.
"The hell are you doing here?" He demanded, still having half the mind to consider whether the gun was worth it or not.
Takeomi only stared down at him, "I know you have it. Give it back," he responded. He held out his hand as he said so.
The right hand man of Bonten's leader could say something else to add fuel to the flame as per usual, but he chose not to. He had a more important task to focus on after all, and he'd prefer if his used-to-be brother wasn't in the same room with him.
While still staring at him dead in the eyes, Sanzu flung the photo back at the advisor of Bonten, hitting the other man square in the chest. Takeomi could only let out a "tsk" as he put said photo in his pocket and walked away.
"She was a better sibling to me than you."
That jab made Takeomi pause in his steps, he had a slightly surprised look on his face though Sanzu could not see it. Shaking his head, he chose to keep walking instead of saying anything back.
'He couldn't handle the truth,' Sanzu mused as he continued writing down everything he learned. He now had all of your information and a fleeting thought in his mind was even telling him to visit you. Problem is…
Would you be horrified with how he turned out over the years? There was only one way he could find out for himself.
. . .
He would get that answer a month later when he finally worked up the courage to pay you a visit. He had your and your spouse's schedules memorized so he knew they wouldn't be home, same with your children. Sure his time was limited for an hour or two, but that was all he needed to catch up.
However, Sanzu still had one obstacle in the way: his scars. To fix that, he did the one thing that he hasn't done since he was a teenager, cover them up with a face mask.
Wearing a black hoodie and sweats to blend in with the crowd, he raised his hand to ring your doorbell and waited patiently for you to answer. He didn't even notice his hands were shaking when he rested one of them against the door. Was he that nervous? That word hasn't been in his vocabulary in years.
Haruchiyo Sanzu was never nervous about anything. So why was he acting this way now? Maybe-
The door opened and he held his breath. There you were, staring back at him curiously and almost in fear as your head peered out.
As you were just about ready to shut the door on his face, he held his hand up to stop you, "Wait. Please hear me out."
The word "please" sounded so strange coming out of his mouth as he rarely ever said it in his lifetime, but that wasn't important right now.
"I- I missed you. I wanted to see you for so long after you left," he said.
You only stared back as confusion completely took over the fear, "What do you mean? Who are you?" You asked.
This was it. Sanzu didn't remove his mask just yet but he did put down the hood, and your eyes widened. The pink hair, the blue eyes, you only knew one person like that. There was no way that it could be-
Then when he quietly reached into his pocket and showed you the photo that he stole from Takeomi again, something finally clicked.
"Haru?" You whispered, slowly opening the door more. Even under the mask, it was really him, the sweet little boy you knew so long ago. You were truly shocked, not expecting such a visit from a blast in the past.
He smiled in response. You couldn't see under the mask, but you could see it in the way his eyes crinkled. Just like when he was younger.
As you wrapped him in a big hug and urged him inside, your mood was now brightened. You began asking how he was doing, and he did his best to answer. Of course, avoiding all of the details about him being in Bonten. There was still a lot of mystery surrounding the gang and its members so perhaps he didn't have to worry too much, unless you were going to poke and prod him for more answers about him.
When you led him inside, he finally got a good look at you entirely. You looked almost exactly the same as you did years ago except more mature. But you were still you, the same woman who had a big heart.
"Haru, I want to ask you… how come you're wearing a mask? Are you hiding something?" You joked, giggling. You didn't realize that you weren't far off from that statement and stopped laughing when you realized he wasn't looking too happy, almost upset with himself.
"You would be disgusted," he responded.
"I would never," you immediately said back, confused as to why he would even insinuate such a thing.
As he stood in the middle of the living room, staring down at his hands, you quietly approached him and placed yours over his. "Haruchiyo, listen to me. I couldn't hate you then, and I couldn't hate you now either. May I see you? Please?" You asked.
What the hell, he could never say no to you even now. With his hands shaking again, he reached for his mask and slowly took it off. As he looked back at you, he saw your horrified look before your hands touched his face gently; covering his scars. He found himself leaning into your touch.
"Oh my- Haru… who did this to you?" You asking the question was even hard to say. You were unable to comprehend who could do such a thing to him.
"It… It was…"
Who did this to him? Should he even answer that? He knew you loved Mikey too so long ago, if he told you, you would definitely hate the latter for what he did that day. It was truly a misfortune that it happened after you broke up with Takeomi, but it was better to not tell the whole truth.
"It doesn't matter anymore. It happened so long ago," he finally said after a few seconds of silence. You looked sad that he chose to avoid the question, but understood as it seemed like a sore topic.
As you ran your thumb over one of the scars, you said something that chilled him, "So you're one of them, huh? There was a leak on the internet that was quickly deleted of a guy that looked similar to you."
He couldn't respond as he froze. Did this mean that you hated him now? No, no, no. He really didn't want you to hate him-
"I have nothing against you. I don't know what happened over the years, but I won't judge and I won't tell no one. You have my word."
"I'm a monster-"
"Stop. Monster or not, no matter what, you will still be my honorary little brother, okay?" You said, smiling.
Your eyes told the whole truth. At this point in his life, Sanzu could tell who was lying or not. You always have to figure out who's truthful or not when it comes to being in the most infamous and dangerous gang in all of Japan.
He couldn't take it anymore.
With that, he fell into your arms and started sobbing as he held you close to him. You didn't hate him, you never hated him, and he was relieved beyond comprehension.
Right now he was not Haruchiyo Sanzu, he was not Bonten's Number Two, he was not the Loyal Mad Dog, he was not the right hand man of Manjiro Sano.
Here he was just Haruchiyo or "Haru", and here he could crave the attention that he and Senju always sought from you when they were little.
He could care less whether anyone else thought of him as a monster, that was what he wanted after all. But with you? Never you. He didn't want you to fear him like many would.
Perhaps, and emphasis on perhaps, this home could be a bit of a small safe space for him. He wouldn't ever tell the others, except maybe Mikey if he asked, you did love Mikey too. But he sure as hell wasn't ever gonna spill anything to Takeomi. In his mind, he could reluctantly thank him for having a small hand in finding you, but like hell he would ever let him find out about him meeting up with you.
Before long, his hour was almost up and it was time for him to go. As you two gave your tearful goodbyes, Sanzu decided:
Yes, this was going to a place for him to get away whenever he needed it.
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