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purplerose244 · 3 years

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My thoughts on Ninjago the Island!!! 🏝🏝🏝

So, gotta be honest... this is not a Blind reaction thing, I actually watched it in French first so I know most of the stuff already 😅 It's entertaining, it got great animation, but nothing more than that in my opinion 🤷‍♀️

Still there is stuff I liked or I want to point out, and finally I'm seeing the English version so I can actually understand what the HECK they are saying 🤩

Alright, nothing else to say, here we go!

UNCHARTED

I haven't actually seen anything Clutch Powers related before Ninjago, is he always like this? I love that he is a jerk honestly, just wondering 😂

Press F for respect for intern Dwaine (at least he seems to like being... used?)

Clutch: It's just a bunch of rocks! It's not alive!

Totem: I'm about to end this man's whole career

Wait, Misako is part of the explorers club? ... that would have come in handy in season 11 to get the scroll of Forbitten Spinjitzu from the club instead of begging uncle Powers for it... *sighs* I don't mind plot holes in Ninjago like most fans I think, but if you wanna make Misako relevant again at least pay attention to the details 😅

Wow, after the end of season 13 I would've thought Wu was going to go through a midlife crisis, not Misako 😂😂

Oww, everytime I hear I get 😢 Bless your soul Kirby, always in our hearts 🖤🖤🖤

Well hello Brian

Always nice to see you 😊

Twitchy Tim must have been pretty interesting to voice 🤔 I like him enough, he's fun and all, maybe not at the level of the characters we got last season

Okay, the place is called the STORM belt, there are LIGHTNINGS, and the sand of the beach is BLUE. Are we gonna address any of these similarities to our Bluebell here or not? 😅

Wait, Tim was giving a hot air balloon tour, does that mean other people where with him? What of them? Are they dead? Did he let them die on the island?... am I reading too much into this? Probably 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Alright, the part of the boats? SO COOL 🤩🤩 I literally can't say anything bad about the animation at this point

Why did they think leaving Kai, Jay and Cole on one boat was going to be a good idea 😂 Also Zane just randomly doing sick tricks on his vehicle, love that nindroid

I'm guessing Nya is keeping her water abilities for her season 🤷‍♀️

Yep, yep, this is why the creators try to keep Pixal out of the adventures, with her everything is way too cool and easy to access to 😎😎

Twitchy Tim: There are statues that become alive!!

Lloyd:... so it's a season 2 stone army ripoff, we've seen worse

It's a cute episode overall 👍

THE KEEPERS OF THE AMULET

OKAY THE INTRO IS SO FREAKING COOL 🤩🤩🤩🤩

So Twitchy Tim has temporarily taken over Jay's role of spazzing out and complain about worse case scenarios... in another occasion they might have bonded over this, maybe 😂

Okay, survival position? MOOD

Nya: DRAGOOON 😱

Me: DRAGOOOOOOON 😍😍😍

Why am I not surprised that Jay was the one that named him Zippy? 💙 Also HE'S SO CUTE 💕💕💕 Love how in every adventure, we always get very different types of dragon in this show 👌 I'm a simple person, I see a dragon... 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Oh-oh, it's the "Lloyd's done with this crap"'s face

This means serious business... am I that used to LEGO characters that this way of crossing arms on the chest looks almost normal to me? 😅

Soooo, Master of the Mountain clearly gave Cole too much development... because now he got demoted to "the one who is always hungry" 🤦‍♀️ I'm all for Cole's endearing love for cakes, which is super relatable, but if you're gonna push it on his fun side, at least be coherent 🙃

Is it just me or it feels like the writing of this special was made by someone different from the one of season 13? Like, it's not bad, just less engaging and witty. For now. Maybe I'm being premature 🤷‍♀️

New way of nerfing powers, we got... weird, sucking power totem thingies... OKAY

My gosh I really can't say anything about the animation, look at that! It's all cinematic with such a light! YES!! 🤩

I'M SORRY

WHY ARE WE LOOKING OVER THIS??? IT LOOKS LIKE COLE'S LAVA PUNCHES BUT THEY ARE JAY LIGHTNING FEET??? IT'S A GREAT IDEA AND I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT AGAIN??? WHY ARE WE IGNORING THIS??? 💙💙💙💙

So they at least addressed that lightning isn't a Jay's thing only anymore 😅

Alright, Jay having a mental breakdown because of a bridge because it always breaks, that's the Bluebell I know and love 😂😂 Nya telling him to keep moving was cute too 💙❤💙❤

Okay, I'm sorry but this really bothers me, what kind of lightning can instantly knock out the MASTER OF LIGHTNING??? Like, my gosh, really??? I hope they give us an explanation, like it's some sort of special lightning, because this really doesn't sit right with me. Jay is lightning proof, we've seen it in Skybound, we've seen it in Sons of Garmadon, I DON'T BELIEVE HE WOULD JUST BE KNOCKED OUT LIKE THAT 😡😡😡

Soooooo, storm amulet? Being one with the lightning? Is that the reason why Jay got to be the sacrifice? 😅

THE GIFT OF JAY

Alright, I am kinda looking forward for this one, what did Bluebell actually say or do to get him into trouble this time 😂😂

Oh, he just... introduced himself... well that was underwhelming

SENSEI👏YOU👏ARE👏A👏FREAKING👏GOD👏STOP👏GETTING👏KIDNAPPED👏BY👏RANDOM👏VILLAINS👏

Bring ooooon Lloyd Grills 💪

Okay I did like the little speech, definitely resonates with how Lloyd survived this long even though everything wanted him to give up, even his father... I'M NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING 😭

Jay out there making the real questions 😂

Awwww Edna used to call him gift of Jay? I can totally see it, so cute 💙💙 Makes even more sense if Libber actually left Jay at the Walkers' door...

Pff, Jay made the connection I would've done honestly 🤷‍♀️ Like, him being the master of lightning really didn't give these dudes any impression or inspiration? Any cool idea, full Road of El Dorado style? 🙃🙃

Lloyd out there abusing of the animation budget 💚💚💚

Somehow these ninja never actual sneak in, it's always a huge mess everyone knows about beforehand 😂 It's familiar though, I'm used to it and happy with it 👍

I might not be the biggest Misako fan, but you know what I am a fan of?

LEGO HUGS 😍😍😍😍😍

Dang it uncle Powers, you just got here to make a mess did you 😅

Not the first person of the fandom to say this, but Jay looks absolutely lovely with that flower crown 🌺🌺🌺

Oh poor greenie

Lloyd just has the worst luck 😓

Jay: Why would I be the gift?

Kai: Yeah who would want Jay?

Nya: Huh, me?? 😡

Got some very good Jaya for this little special, can't complain 💙❤💙❤

I mean, not matter how big of a snake Wojira might turn out to be, we've already seen the biggest and the second biggest snake of all so 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Whoa, at last... IT WAS THE FIRST SPINJITZU MASTER THAT HAD SOMETHING HE SHOULD'VE TOLD WU A LONG TIME AGO!! 😱 Wu, you got pulled a Wu, how does it feel? 😂

Again, Jay freaking out, kinda my jam it's too funny 💙💙

Wow Kai way to be hominous offscreen 👏👏 I miss talking about my flame babe, this really isn't his time 🤷‍♀️

THE TOOTH OF WOJIRA

So when I first watched this I was genuinely, really excited about knowing the truth behind all this. It turned out very different from what I first thought, but at least in this case it's okay (besides I was pushing with the lightning meaning just to see Libber again 😅😅😅)

I feel like the guys get their powers stolen or blocked so much it takes them a minute to remember "Oh wait I can literally burn my way out" 🤷‍♀️

SPINJITZU YAY 🤩

I... forgot that Misako knows how to fight 😅 She knows how to do spinjitzu too if I remember correctly...

NYA BEING LIKE "OUT OF THE WAY IMMA SAVE MY BOYFRIEND AGAIN" ❤💙❤💙

Gotta love how they were all crazy worried about Jay, like, this is something that never changes through the show. They really care so so much for each other 💕💕💕

Ooohhhh, okay, so Wojira does seem to be the main villain of next season according to the story. I remember Tommy saying that we needed to have faith and this is probably why. The special was okay, nothing too much, and hopefully that too much we will see in Nya's season 😍😍😍

What the- pff, I didn't notice this the first time 😂

At this point I can't tell if that one short with the chicken of the movie carried a hate or a love for chickens in the actual show 😂😂

Nice to see Jay standing up for himself at least for a little while 💪 Also Lloyd being "He's our trouble", aww family 💜

THERE IT IS

MY BRUISE HEART IS SOARING 🖤💙🖤💙

Gotta give props to the voice actors, voicing an explanation while fighting must be pretty hard! WE ARE BLESSED WITH AN AMAZING CAST!!! 🤩🤩🤩

And there he is, our favorite jerk... shaved Ronin 😂 He does look a little weird, but it's fair, new animation and all. Not the weirdest until now 🤷‍♀️

I genuinely had to make a mental check to see where we are with Ronin now, like, he started as a villain, then a partner, he betrayed us, became an ally, he hunted the ninja, then joined them, that timeline was erased, he was around in SoG and... wow this man is chaotic 😂😂

Yaaaay, Twitchy's last minute redemption act! Lloyd is too good at motivational speeches 👏👏

A bit of Lava OTP/BrOTP

Cause it's good for the heart ❤🖤❤🖤

Okay, Scooby doo reference, why not? Also honestly, I'm confident Ronin has seen A LOT of jails and prisons... probably won't stay behind bars for long 😅

Mammatus: sorry for imprisoning you and almost killing your friend

Kai: no biggie, that's how we make friends in this show

Alright the "And Clutch Powers" gag made me chuckle 😂 ... wait where is he- DANG IT UNCLE POWERS

Okay, this is the last time I say it I promise, but I mean. I MEAN

THE ANIMATION GUYS 😍😍😍

Aaaaand sensei you jinxed it 😅 But you apparently awakened Nya's season so I'm gonna forgive you on this one 😉

FINAL THOUGHTS

There are a few little details that bothered me a little, and it wasn't as exciting as I maybe hoped it was going to be, but it was fine. Enjoyable still. These characters make me like the show, even when it got nothing too impactful 🤷‍♀️

But I got triggered about that lightning thing with Jay 😅 I guess I'll just fanfic whatever I had in mind...

Don't have to repeat myself about the animation *chef's kiss*

The writing was really less engaging, a little normal in a way? Idk just a feeling. Nice to see Ronin again though, I really like him. And nice to see Jay freaking out, I really like that too 😂

To be honest I wanted to put down my thoughts on this one because I REALLY wanna do the same with Nya's season 🤩🤩 I already know that Maya is gonna be there and I am so HAPPY already!!! 💙💙💙

So that's it from me! Thank you for reading me ranting, see you next season! 😊

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a-forgotten-spirit · 4 years

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Dabi x (Ex)Hero Reader (8)

Pairing: Dabi x Fem Hero in training, Shinso x Reader (Platonic), Bakugou x Reader (Platonic), Bakugou x Todoroki

Summary: Why would I want to be hero when I can be happy.

Words: +-3200

Warnings: Dating Dabi, anxiety, crying, depression, villain reader, mind control, Reader’s quirk is used for ‘evil’, feelings, slight gore, blood, swearing, violence, on the news, presenting, sneaking into UA, soft Bakugou, Slight TodoBaku, sad Bakugou, Sad Shinso, calling the boys by their first name. ANGST

Tags: @wnygirl2012 @chaotic-neutral-logic-sass @immortalwolf18 @shigadabi-for-the-win @x-a-delama-x @star-witchs-blog @skeletonbun @axerrri

A/N: First off I’m sorry. There is nothing wrong with being deaf or heard of hearing, it’s also ok to be a backstage coffee maker, it’s ok, I only put it in for the story. This is the final chapter, thank you for reading. If you want a feel for the first part of the chapter listen to “Blood Water” by Grandson.

Masterlist

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

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Chapter 8

The night had passed as I expected it too when I decided to unenroll from UA, my mood was done and after my crying and telling Dabi what I had done he had held me and then given a bath as I sat staring at a wall in sorrow. All I wanted was to be a hero, I spent so much of my life on a pointless dream. My phone had been thrown across the room later that night in an angered rage at all the phone calls, messages and emails I was receiving from teachers, peers and my parents. I didn’t care, once thrown Dabi had decided for me to turn the phone off and place it on the bench then said not to enter the kitchen and to ask him if I needed anything. I had started crying again later on into the night, I was brought into his arms.

“You’ll always be a hero to me” he had whispered, why did his words make my mood lift? A villain of all people, no, he was my boyfriend. My loving and caring boyfriend, the one who had held me when the world turned its back, the one who believed in me.

I didn’t sleep that night, wrapped in one of Dabi’s jumpers, I had moved to the balcony somewhere in the early rising of the sun. I felt numb, I felt empty. I tried so hard yet nothing I did was good enough. Since the second I got my license my career had gone down steadily. I walked back inside, rummaging through the bag I had brought with me.

I pulled off the jumper being left in a lace bra, I pushed my arms into the mesh shirt, I looked deeper into the bag and the ripped jeans I loved so dear were then pulled up my legs. Socks and boots, a nice look I had to admit. I pulled the makeup from my bag and walked to the bathroom, I did the most amazing makeup I had ever done. Winged eyeliner to put professionals to shame. Putting the rest of my makeup on I looked at myself in the mirror seeing colours and beauty, strength. I smiled. Fingers gliding through my hair I walked out of the bathroom and saw Dabi still asleep on the bed.

When making it to the door I saw his coat he wore whenever he went out with the league. Smirking I took it from the hoot and let it sit comfortably on my arms and shoulder, he wouldn’t mind. The door closed behind me as I walked down the hall and then out of the building door. I would show everyone who I was, who they so desperately wanted me to be. I moved to the middle of the street and began my walk, people looked at me and then looked at the cloak and phone were being taken out. Good, video me. You all wanted something to gossip about.

Under fifteen minutes I was at my first destination, a beat began as I walked into the building “Miss, you are not allowed in here” a receptionist smiled and when I turned to look at the female her eyes widened “The siren girl” her eyes then slowly tracked down and went wide. I saw her hand move and then a glint of a phone.

“We’ll never get free” I sang slowly and her phone was thrown across the room with a loud bang I walked forward going to the elevator “Lamb to the slaughter” I pressed the button and slowly rose to the top floor, the caster's room. The slight ding of the elevator rang and then guards were running “What you gon’ do” they fell clutching themselves in pain. I walked into the caster's room seeing the female shaking behind her desk “When there’s blood in the water” she slowly stood and walked forward as I smiled. I looked around and within a few beats, she had a camera in her hand. “The price of your greed Is your son and your daughter” I walked through the building and the camera was rolling live. “What you gon’ do” I smiled into the camera and left the building “When there’s blood in the water”

Walking into the next building was a little harder with all the entrances blocked. “Look me in my eyes” they opened, I made my way to the top of the building once more but the castor was gone “Tell me everything’s not fine” Within a few clicks he was found in an abandoned room. “Or the people ain’t happy” a camera rolling in his hands. “And the river had run dry” someone tried running at me with a kitchen knife, “You thought you could go free” he pulled the knife up as everyone turned to watch and the camera continued to roll “But the system is done for” the knife now lay in the screaming man's hand dug into the wall “if you listen closely” I smiled walked past and out of the station, I could now see pro heroes outside “There’s a knock at your front” they had no idea how powerful I am, I would rule this stupid little city. They wanted me to be a villain so bad why not give them what they want.

“We’ll never get free, lamb to the slaughter” I walked down and they all stilled, these weren’t heroes I knew well. Did they think I wasn’t worth the real heroes? “What you gon’ do, when there’s blood in the water” as I walked through the heroes they began to attack each other, I couldn’t be blamed, I was just singing, I was worthless, I was never going to become a hero. “The price of your greed Is your son and your daughter” I could see people pointed phones at me and within seconds those phones were thrown to the ground, doing anything they could to destroy their devices. “What you gon’ do when there’s blood in the water” one more stop, just one.

Rounding the corner I could see heroes at the end of the street, in front of the final station. They thought they could beat me, of course, they did. I wasn’t strong, I was nothing. “Beg me for mercy” I watched as Aizawa walked forward and then his eyes were covered. He tried to pry off the unwanted hands. His quirk could ruin my plans. “Admit you were toxic” I looked up at the top floor seeing pros and police alike. The camera was still rolling. “You poisoned me just for another dollar in your pocket” I walked down the street head high and shoulders back. All the pros stopped some even falling to the floor. “Now I am the violence” I yelled out and with a wide smile and one camera facing me and the other the building I shouted, “I am the sickness, Won’t accept your silence” this caster wanted to talk so much why was he hiding. “Beg me for forgiveness” the windows of the building shattered, small pieces dancing from the sky onto the street below. Now he could hear me.

I could feel his coat flapping in the wind, I felt empowered, I felt strong. This is who I wanted to be. I didn’t want to be a hero, I wanted people to know my name. “We’ll never get the free lamb to the slaughter” I screamed loud and proud “What you gon’ do” doors were being unlocked “When there’s blood in the water” Pros were moving out of the way “The price of your greed” phones were being taken out of pockets “Is your son and your daughter” live streams opened camera facing the door “What you gon’ do” the door opened showing the man I wanted “When there’s blood in the water” he stepped out and the camera followed him, walking through the pros “When there’s blood in the water” the music continued as I smiled and his scarred face, I wanted him to remember this.

The Pros and police alike moved to form a ring around us I smiled and tilted my head letting his compulsion fade as he stood there shaking. “I am the people” the song started again and I walked forward “I am the storm” with a wide smile as he tried to scramble away “I am the riot” everything was rolling, the whole world would see me today, I would prove who I am “I am the swarm” my arms rose and he stood my head tilting. “When the last tree’s fallen” a nail ran down his cheek a tear following suit, the cameras zoomed in “The animal can’t hide” they treated me like this, this is what they wanted. “Money won’t solve it” nothing could help them now, I was in charge “What’s your alibi” I yelled, phones turned to the electronic news boards. I controlled this city.

‘I wanted to be a hero’ the words slid across the screen. ‘I am pathetic in the eyes of the news’ it continued. His eyes widened “I am a disgrace to the hero name” I watched another tear run down his face in fear. ‘I will never be a hero’

“What’s your alibi?” I screamed again, I still had a camera on me as more of his words and posts, videos were shown about me. The video of Shinso and I ‘he was my best friend, he laughed as well’ “What’s your alibi” I screamed for the final time.

‘I did just as you asked’ the printed words came up quickly and then slid off the screen ‘You didn’t want a hero, I became what you all wanted’ eyes went wide, people were starting to get it. More videos and posts, comments and theories. ‘Remember, this is what you wanted’ the cameras came back to me and the male.

“I’m sorry” he stuttered out in fear, tears rolling down his face, he dropped to his knees kneeling on the ground “I didn’t mean it, you are so strong” he nodded frantically. People really would do anything to save their ass. “I was wrong, so wrong” he was. He was dead wrong. I looked down at him as he shook and stuttered over his words.

“I wanted to be a hero” everything went silent though no one moved. “I worked my ass off to get where I was and you took that away from me” I laughed and shook my head shrugging “What can you do” I smiled again and sighed out, “You said you were going to ruin my career” I walked forward crouching down and moving the hair from his face before tightly gripping his chin “You just started a new one for me” his eyes widened “I’m going to be the most dangerous and well-known villain” my hand moved to dust off his shoulder “for you and the entire fucking world” I poked his chest. “And to start my new career, I’m going to ruin yours. Karmas’ a bitch” my hands rose next to his ears as he shook his head but couldn’t move. “I want a full coverage for this, wouldn’t you” I started twisting my hands slowly and a scream left his lips “You know nothing about sound waves” blood began to trickle from his ears slowly down his head “I don’t want to kill you, that’s too easy” I dropped my hands and he was looking around frantically. A noise left his mouth and with that, I slowly balled my hand into a fist and the noise stopped. “With no hearing and no voice, you can enjoy your new life as a backstage coffee maker” I stood up.

Walking forward to the camera I smiled into the screen “Welcome back to channel whatever I hope you enjoyed this brand new top exciting story of the ex hero in training. I have a few questions to answer before this wraps up” I smiled and then began “Yes this is Dabi’s coat, I know it's shocking. She’s dating him, wow didn’t see that coming. No, she was not a spy for the League, she genuinely wanted to become a hero but as you can see that didn’t go to plan now did it ladies, gentleman, everything inside and out” I laughed lightly nodding “I hope to see 1-A become heroes, be the best you can be. Do it for me, the one who wasn’t allowed” my voice went dark but I let out a sigh “Anyway, this ends the show, hope you enjoyed this special of Radio Silence, the new top villain. Good afternoon” my hand went over the screen and all the cameras stopped rolling.

Since that day my power and coverage have only grown. Dabi and I were the most wanted villains in the city. He did the dirty work and followed after my lead, he left the league and joined me in my new journey. We went after heroes abusing their power, strong civilians wreaking havoc just because they could. I was no longer seen as a disgrace, people followed me, people believed in me. New criminals would arise and seemingly die within a few days. I had destroyed my phone after my debut and left letters with two certain students in secret. I smiled at him as Bakugou and Todoroki caught me leaving his room through the window.

“Y/N” Bakugou whispered, I didn’t even want to look at him, how could I. He had been taken by these people, they had taken him. What right did I have to even so much as look at him “Please” I swallowed thickly and turned looking at both of them? He looked at the letter.

“You weren’t meant to be back for another twenty minutes. Your runs always last ninety-three minutes. You go and get a drink after” I whispered and Todoroki looked down and closed his mouth “I’m sorry” I whispered and as I was about to jump down I heard a sniffle.

“We were meant to become heroes” Bakugou was crying, Todorokis’ eyes were wide and I was on the verge of letting all my regrets come flooding back “We were meant to start an agency and work together” I looked down and licked my dry lips. “I believe in you” I blinked trying to hold myself together. “Please don’t get caught” my eyes flashed to his, tears falling down his face and cheeks pink “Don’t get caught. Hurry up, go” I looked down and bit my lip and brought up my boot. I frantically pulled the laces off, had little music notes on them.

“Come here” I whispered and he walked forward. “Hand” his hand rose “To remind you of me I guess” I whispered and began to tie it around his arm “As soon as I leave feel free to destroy it, burn it, explode it. I don’t care but this is for you” I looked up and he was still crying “Become a hero Katsuki, become number 1” I finished trying the lace around his wrist and then hugged him tight and rough. “Todoroki, look after him for me. I’m counting on you” he bowed and I looked back to Bakugou “Goodbye” I fell from the window and I was gone.

Bakugou was hard and now it was Shinso, how could I even look at him. I knocked on the window and his face rose with vigour, he was running over. The window flung open and then I was brought into his arms. I couldn’t stop the tears as I hugged him back.

“I got into 1-A” I smiled and laughed at his revelation, he got my spot just as I asked. “It’s different without you. People turned on Bakugou and me” I looked down “Reporters begged for anything about you” he shook his head “If this is even half of what you had to deal with, I had no idea what you were going through” I sighed out and smiled.

“I’m so happy Shinso” I shook my head and smiled “I am so happy with my life” he bit his lip and nodded as tears pricked his eyes. His arms were still on my waist. I wanted to stay here, like old times. Have a sleepover and watch bad movies and impersonate them.

“I just want you to be happy” he whispered and I smiled. I moved and pressed the letter to his hand. “What’s this” how could I ever face him after all I’ve done. He had tried so hard to be in the hero course and one of his best friends is now the strongest villain.

“It took me a long time to realise I wasn’t happy and what I wanted to say to you” I brought his wrist up and took out the shoelace smiling as I began to tie it “Sleepless nights and bursts of anger. I never wanted to hurt people Hitoshi, especially you and Katsuki” I shook my head and pursed my lips crying to hold back more tears. “I’m taking bad people off the streets. The streets are littered with hate and lies. Authorities don’t care unless a hero is involved” I swallowed “I’m trying to help, not in the best way but I am trying” I smiled and looked up to him finally finishing tying the shoelace. “I'm happy Hitoshi” I grabbed his face and smiled “I’ve never felt more free”

He nodded and smiled “I know” I smiled and brought him into another hug. This was the last time I was going to talk to my best friends. This was the last time I would ever talk to them. The last time I would be in their presence without them coming after me. The last time we wouldn’t be hurt if they were seen with me. This was the end of our time, now it was their time.

“Be a hero Hitoshi, for you” I smiled and moved back turning and moving to the window placing a foot out “Be the hero you want to be” I jumped from the window and I was off running through the school and climbing over the walls and making my way back to Dabi who had waited.

“Are you ok?” he asked and brought me into his arms as I sighed and smiled with a nod. They were going to be the best heroes in the business. No one would cross them, they would make the world proud.

“I’ve never been better” then we were off running through the city and screaming lyrics at the top of my lungs letting the whole city know who was awake and here to stay. Heroes chasing after me. Boots with no laces and a smile on my face as I ran from them.

The next time I saw them, I saw their shoes. One with simple black laces and the other, the other had small music notes littering them as they fought the villains in the city. Together.

“Dabi, I don’t think I want to be a hero anymore” I smiled placing my hands on my hips looking down at them, they were going to be heroes and I would be able to watch them. “I am happy” I turned to see my partner, smiled and moved to brush our lips together as the wind flowed around us. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Fin~

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lilyrachelcassidy · 4 years

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Summer Nights (1)

A/N: Welcome to the first chapter of my new and long time awaited series - Summer Nights. Please read every necessary information in the INDEX of the story (warnings, summary). Do not forget that the fic is quite mature and might contain some obscene stuff (i.a. alcohol and sexual items). I’ll try to post each chapter regularly (like one per week?) however as it sometimes turns out - I can be unreliable in that matter ( ;

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: coarseness, poverty problems, swearing, alcohol and sexual items (or rather mentions of them?), reference to arranged marriage

Tags: @okaydraco @idkatee @paradigmax @winnsmills @war-sword

You turned your gaze away from a computer screen and looked yearningly out of the window on the chaotic streets of Paris.

At that time of day, the city seemed to teem with life, especially in the summer season when many tourists came over to visit the town. You could notice a variety of cultures among crowds of people. They gathered and filled in restaurants, eating and laughing, and chatting with each other.

So how, for God’s sake, did you deserve to be at work today?

The thought of scrumptious spaghetti and a glass of red wine made you feel frustrated. And cloudless, wonderful weather waiting for you outside did not make it any better. You imagined yourself laying in a bikini on the sandy beach with ‘Vogue’ magazine on your laps and Pina Colada in your hands. Or bathing in warm ocean water with sun rays smoothly tanning your skin.

These visions caused a dreamy smile to appear on your face.

However, as soon as you scooted over in a fantasy world, the poke in your shoulder brought you back to reality. You turned your head to the side to see your co-worker and best friend, Chloe. She was crouching next to your chair with her piercing gaze studying your face attentively.

Chloe was a gorgeous woman, and you could easily say that she could break more than one heart. She had big, blue eyes and long, blonde curls falling on her slim shoulders. She had full, pink lips with a Greek-type nose and prominent cheekbones that highlighted her beauty. Her figure was feminine and slender with ample bosom, flat belly, and long legs.

There had been many situations when groups of passing-by boys stopped her in the middle of the pavement, scanning her body up and down with boisterous whistles and comments of a sexual nature. Although you had always tried to stand up in her defense, she never really cared to bother much, just shrugging it off.

“Are you alright?” She narrowed her eyes doubtfully. “You look like a walking dead.”

“Thanks,” you chuckled amused, bitting your cheek. “No, I’m actually fine. Just a little bit dizzy, but don’t worry about it. ”

“For sure? You know, if you take a nap at work, I might be the first person to know about it.” both of you chortled slightly, and you rested your elbows on the armrest. Chloe’s phone started to buzz in her purse. She took it out, muted it down, and eyed you again.

“Anyways. Why are you leaving so early? It’s just four o’clock, and I thought you were ending your shift at eight.” You peeked at the watch on your hand and arched your eyebrow suspiciously at her. Now it was your turn to interrogate her.

“Well, I took a day off,” she informed you. “I’m having a date with Louis today. We meet at six, and he takes me to some fancy restaurant. Of course, he didn’t want to tell me the exact location, mentioning something about ruining the surprise. You know him..” She rolled her eyeballs playfully with a meaningful sigh and an unambiguous smile plastered on her face.

Louis was Chloe’s boyfriend, but also one of your closest friends. You couldn’t say he was the easy-going type of person, and when you first met him, you had presumed his behavior to be a little bit too ‘self-centered’. However, after many years of acquaintance, you had learned that he was rather desperate to drag attention on himself and impress others, with you and Chloe included.

“Lucky. I’m stuck in here for a night shift,” you complained, leaning on the chair's backrest and letting a small groan out of your mouth. It was the third time this week you had to stay at your job for night time. And that wore you out.

“Again?” She frowned.

“Unfortunately...” You grimaced, glancing at your friend with a corner of your eye. “My father hasn’t paid the bills again. I’ve to earn some extra money…"

"Can I-"

"I know you want to help, but please, let's not think about it," you cut the conversation out. Your face started to get warmer, so you lowered your head as not to show your embarrassment. You trusted your friend with all of your soul but still more than felt awkward when it came up with family topics.

Chloe remained silent and smiled supportively, tightly gripping your palm. You appreciated her ability to understand people’s emotions and her tact of how to respond to them.

“I really have to go, Y/N. Call me if you needed any help.” Chloe stood up and went to the backroom of the reception. She put on her coat, wrapping her green bandana around her neck, and then slightly pecked your cheek. She walked over to the exit and, for the last time, turned towards you, waved in the bye, and left the hotel.

You gaped at the place where Chloe had just disappeared, slowly letting out your breath. After a while, you switched the laptop back on and decided to occupy yourself with reading. Clicking on the ‘iBooks’ application, you selected a book - ‘Bridget Jones’s Diary’. Maybe, at least that could help you take your mind off things and spend some of your time while visitors weren’t around. You opened the first chapter of the novel, but soon after, you heard someone entering the room again.

Lifting your head, you beheld an elegant woman with a younger boy by her side. You assumed them to be a family, considering their striking similarity in appearance. Also, they distinguish themselves from their surroundings with their peculiarly sophisticated garments and unnaturally pale skin.

The woman smiled at you kindly and approached the reception desk. You got up from the chair and reciprocated the gesture.

“Bonjour madame. Comment puis-je vous aider?” you asked and saw a confused expression painting on the woman’s face. She furrowed her eyebrows for a short moment and cleared her throat.

“Mm… Hello. Do you speak English?” she asked hesitantly with a language accent that informed you instantly of her origin. Many guests of the hotel usually arrived from different parts of the world, which had let you acquire the skill of guessing their probable nationalities.

“You’re British I see,” you noted, grinning. “Of course I do. Welcome to Paris! How can I help you?”

“We have a reservation under the name Malfoys.”

Nodding in understanding, your fingers swiftly started to tap the keyboard of the computer. You entered in the search engine of hotel’s guests with surname ‘MALFOYS’ and found a booking for two people.

“Could I check your ID cards first, ma’am?” you asked and saw her rummaging in the bag. Meanwhile, you started to prepare every necessary paper for her to fill out.

“Here it is,” she finally stated, and you reached over for the documents. You noticed the woman’s foot nervously tapping on the floor but decided to ignore it.

“Thank you,” you said while surveying everything. “Okay, so - Narcissa Malfoy, apartment number 354 - Presidential Suite. It’s on the fourth floor.” You laid the keys with ID cards on a counter top. “And Dra- Dra…”

“Draco. It’s Draco Malfoy,” the boy spoke up for the first time, and - by the tone of his voice - you could already judge that he wasn’t the friendliest type of a person, to say at least. You moved your gaze on his figure, and your eyes met with his stern glare, which sent unpleasant shivers down your spine. He was sitting on one of the lounge chairs located in the room, twisting a carved stick in his fingers. Quickly realizing that you stared at the object, he hid it in his pocket.

You giggled nervously and shook your head.

“Yes. Draco Malfoy. I’m sorry for my oversight.” You blushed profusely and tried your best to pretend that your pre-momentary blunder did not affect you anyhow. You took a second key from a shelf and placed it next to the first one. “Room number 355 - Royal Apartment. Although, it on the fifth floor, which means not located nearby your mom's one, sir."

“No problem for me.” Huffing, he got up from the armchair and walked over, grabbing the keys. His expression still evinced the arrogance, but now you had a chance to examine his appearance more closely and perceive his unparalleled attractiveness. His platinum hair suitably contrasted with grey irises, and the sharp jawline with his muscular body made your knees weak.

Just great...

“If there is anything you needed, please let me know,” you proffered and forced a smile, wishing it didn’t look so fake as it felt. “I hope you enjoy your stay.”

“Thank you,” said Narcissa, sauntering away with her son following shortly after. You took a last peek at Draco and saw him sending you an unpleasant look before leaving the lobby.

* * *

Narcissa with Draco entered her spacious hotel room. She began to look around the space, smacking her lips in delight. After that, she sat gingerly on her bed and discretely ran her fingers through the bedding set so as to verify its fabric. Draco knew and was accustomed to his mother’s atypical habit of checking the quality of things before using them.

She patted a place next to her, encouraging him to take a seat. He just pressed his lips into a straight line and only shook his head.

“Draco, let’s talk,” she started, grunting.“I think you should - at least - consider being tolerant of those muggles. I know it is a tough period of our lives, after the war...” Narcissa shuddered at the reference of that event and her eyes filmed over a little. “But it is time to move on. Wizarding World is not going to be this same for many years. That’s why for this vacation, I wanted us to come to the place that could let you dispose of redundant memories and experien-”

“Dispose of memories?” Draco cut her off and huffed, leaning flippantly against the wall. His voice was very tight and harsh.“How do you think I could possibly get rid of them? Maybe Dark Mark on my forearm would help me solve that issue? Or Obliviate spell would be a solution?”

At once, the blood was boiling in his veins. He didn’t blame his mother for decisions of the past, but he could not stop himself from snapping. A recollection of tortures he had had to perform on others, of tortures he had had to bear himself, of incurred deaths he had seen… and committed. That wasn’t a fleeting thing to forget.

Narcissa took a deep breath and ignored her son’s snarky comment. She decided not to give up with the plan of their conversation for this evening. So and so, he had to finally hear the truth, right?

“I and your father with Greengrass family established that by the end of this year, you are going to propose to one of their daughters.” She gazed at him, partly expecting the next outburst of emotions. Although Draco’s ears began dangerously reddening, she assumed the silence was a non-verbal acquiescence for her to continue. “You do not have to worry about arrangements for the nuptials, nor about other wedding cases. Everything is going to be organized. And I deeply believe that marring one of those beautiful girls might bring a state of contentment in your life.”

Draco gulped down his saliva and fixed his eyes on the floor, his face expressing wrath.

“I’m sorry mother, but I’ve no idea how marrying a person who I’ve hardly ever talked to could make me any happier.”

“Dear, me and Lucius did not fall in love at first sight either. Nevertheless, we accepted the unusual plight that we were put in, and then we got accustomed to leading our new, joint lifestyle,” she explained, carefully choosing her words. “And I am aware that it must be hard for you. So and it was for me. But now, I could not imagine it to be any different.”

“Well then, if you felt this same way as I do right now, please tell me why are you expecting this same from me by imposing the marriage? Why can’t I choose someone to fall in love with?”

Good point.

Narcissa seemed to be momentarily speechless by his question because there was an awkward, uncomfortable pause for a long moment. Draco sniggered loudly and turned away to leave, but before doing so, his mom’s voice echoed in the room again.

“Love is only a matte-“ she took her last try to argue, her tone rather desperate.

“I don’t care!” he yawped, turning the knob and slamming the door behind him with a violent bang.

Draco headed over to search for a bar where he could abreact the minute-ago conversation. The tension of his body was unbearably upsetting, and his heart was pounding aggressively in his rib cage. His fists clutched tightly, knuckles becoming white and teeth clenched.

Fuck his parents.

Fuck them with their shitty ideas.

When would be a time for him to be able to determine his own opinions about matters in his life? Or rather, the doubt is - would there ever be that time?

Before he knew it, he found himself in this same lobby where he had been an hour ago. As he walked over to the recently encountered receptionist, he spotted her writing something vigorously on an odd, square box. As to not arise any suspicion, he decided to act casually and hide his enticing interest in this particular... object.

Soon enough, you noticed the blond-haired boy and realized it was the man from earlier. A bump formed in your throat, and you fought a sudden urge to run away. Instead, you just set your phone aside and lifted yourself up, all your muscles refusing to do this same activity for the thousandth time this day (‘Is this some kind of aerobic or what?!’).

“Is there something I could help with, sir?” you asked with a smile, trying to remain calm, which was an exceptionally intractable task in this boy’s presence. Maybe as an effect of tiredness, it was hard for you to compose, but you did not like it a bit.

“Yes, actually.” At least he took his best effort to be polite. Although a horrible exasperation, as if something pained him, still convulsed his features. “I wondered if there was a place where I could have some Firewhisky or so?”

‘Firewhisky?’ you thought. ‘Is it some kind of British dainty?’

“Well, for sure I haven’t heard of heating up Whisky before,” you joked, attempting to lighten things up. However, his glare gave you a hint he was definitely not put in a mood for such things.“But there is a pub where you could have a drink, sir. It’s on the opposite street, so all you need to do is to cross over a road.”

Draco nodded. "Oh, and one more thing." He reached over to the inner pocket of his sable jacket and took out an ornamental envelope with an old-fashioned red seal on the top of it. "If the woman who I was with before starts looking after me, hand her over this letter, could you?"

You didn't know where an uninvited rush of interest hailed from, but the mystery-insatiate part of your brain screamed out at you to play along with his cards to winkle out more information. "What if she asks me questions? Shoul-"

"Bend the truth. I only ask you to do one thing for me. Don't reveal to her where or when I went. I gave you the envelope and disappeared out of your sight. Understood, muggle?"

You didn't grasp the last part of his sentence; the one concerning --mugel? meagul? megull? -- but you could bet it meant to be an insult. Swallowing your suspicious hunch, you put on a sympathetic smile. "Sure can do, sir. Hope you have a good night out."

"Thanks. Later." And without any other word, he strode away.

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Virgin-less: Part V

»Summary: it's Christmas time and you spend it with jungkooks family

»Pairing: Jeon Jungkook/Reader

»Genre: fluff/smut

»Words: 3.7k

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» Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

»A/N: This is the last part for this series since it's just a simple romance story lol. There's not much plot to this story it's just basically fluffy so I hope you guys understand. :)

You brushed your hair out of your face as the new found headache started circling your head as your eyes were drifting past each and every strange title you never even head of. Isolation, Skyrim, Borderlands, Destiny. The list went on and on. What was he even into? You had no clue when it came to video games.

You knew what games he had but didn't even know if they even related to these other games. You were a mess.

What the hell were you gonna get him? You never had to shop for a guy before, let alone a boyfriend. Your dad was always easy, as long as it had alcohol tied to it but this was different. Christmas was literally a few days away and it was bad enough your paycheck lined up at the worse timing. Plus being a new employee, you weren't eligible for holiday pay so you were pretty broke.

You left the store with nothing once again and you felt desperate by this point. It was too late to order anything online and the stores had shit. Now what?

"What's wrong?" Your sister looked at you as plopped on her couch.

"I don't know what to get Jungkook."

"Oh, first Christmas having a serious boyfriend." She sat down next to you. "What is he into?"

"There's a few different things I thought he would like but I'm not sure."

"You're over thinking it. Guys are happy with whatever." She laughed. "Clothes, candy, video games. They're pretty simple."

You just looked at her as she didn't make you feel better. "He's a nice guy (Y/N) I'm sure he'll like whatever you give him. Christmas isn't just about presents you know." She started walking away, leaving you alone in your thoughts.

As you looked up ideas on pinterest, the dots started connecting together of different cute ways to put together a gift. You placed the key in the ignition, ready to go back to the store for the 5th time now, until a text lit up your dark car, causing a blinding light.

From Kookie: 7:48PM Hey, whatya doin'

To Kookie: 7:48PM nm, just leaving my sisters

From Kookie: 7:49PM You want to come over? I ordered food ;)

To Kookie: 7:49PM Be right there :)

You sighed as you began to take off. You didn't mind going over to his house but you only had 2 more days to get his Christmas gift together and you already had plans tomorrow with your mother since you were spending Christmas eve with Jungkook's family.

Once you got to his apartment you let yourself in since he never bothered to lock the door and snuck around to him doing the dishes. You could tell he was trying to clean up the place before you got there, causing you blush.

You but your bag in the counter causing to twitch in fear and turning around to you with a big grin on your face.

"You scared the shit out of me." He said breaking into a smile.

"Boo." You looked around his apartment. "Wow, your place is so clean." You couldn't help but smirk causing him to bite his lip like he didn't know what you were talking about.

"It usually is, you just caught me on a bad day last time." He dried his hands.

"Sure."

"So I have something you probably don't want to hear." He began and your smile slowly washed off your face. "My mom is very protective and traditional.....and she's very excited about meeting you and all but...."

"What?" You grew impatient.

"She said you have to sleep in the guest room while I take my old room." He became unsettled from your silence. "I'm sorry, she thinks because we aren't married we shouldn't be sleeping in the same bed yet."

"Trust me I know. It's bad enough that you won't know anybody and I understand-"

"It's no big deal." You slipped out a smile even though it did hurt a little. You understood that you were practically a stranger to his mother so trust wasn't there yet but obviously she cares about her son and you couldn't argue that.

"It is. I mean we've slept in the same bed before, sex or not. She's being ridiculous."

"You're her baby, she's looking out for you." You teased.

"It's not funny (Y/N). I don't want you to be uncomfortable." He folded his arms.

"I get the room all to myself?"

"Well, Yeah. My aunt and uncle are taking the basement bed room, while my grandparents take my brothers room, and my brother and I are sleeping in my room." He was basically pouting. "At least my little cousins are staying downstairs because they wake up really early."

"So you will be the one that's uncomfortable, not me."

"Yeah. My brother snores."

You couldn't help but laugh at the poor baby as you wrapped your arms around him bringing him into your embrace. "It's one night right? It will be fine."

He smiled bringing his lips towards yours longer then expected that once you pulled away he groaned in frustration. "Where's our food?"

"It's on its way." He said pulling you back in. You felt his cold hands circle your hips, gently tugging the soft material above your waist. As the kids got more intense, Jungkook trailed his fingers all the way down until he was able to lift your thigh, causing you to sit on the counter comfortably.

He placed himself between your legs naturally as the air got thinner and thinner. You felt your breath tighten, causing you to pull away but before he could continue, nothing but a simple knock to ruin the mood.

"Yay, food." You smiled hoping off the counter to retrieve the door.

....

"I'm confused." He started as you both were basked into the marvel universe. "She just shot her past self, wouldn't that mean she would be dead in the present."

"Any movies involving time travel makes sense." You laughed sipping your soda.

You looked at the time noticing it was already 11:00. "I'm sorry Jungkook, but I need to get home."

"But baby it's cold outside." He started to sing causing you to arch your eyebrows with a smirk. "I can drive you in the morning."

"We will be together all weekend long." You reminded.

"I know." He pouted.

You pulled on your coat and grabbed your bag. "I will see you later." You kissed him goodbye.

"Text me you get home okay." The little things he said to you always warmed your heart the most.

The day with your family was nice and chaotic at the same time. It started off as a nice Christmas brunch followed by pictures with Santa for the kids but the only thing that was floating through your mind was when you can escape to go shopping. You were on the debate to just go last night but it was a quarter to midnight when you left. You just hoped that some window opportunity would allow you to shop today but it was no luck.

Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and all the shops were closing early and Jungkook was picking you up around 3 so you would make it to his family in time for dinner. How did it come to this? You were wasting time.

"Where are you going, don't you have to pack?" Your mother asked as you were about to leave the house.

"I'm only staying one night, plus I need to go shopping real quick it's an emergency."

"Okay. The stores might be crazy." She warned.

And like always, your mother was right as the store flooded with people as they did their last minute Christmas shopping.

But you were just as guilty as you placed random cute little things in your cart for your basket idea. You had his favorite candies, sweets, and cozy socks and sweat pants to put together his own personal lazy video game emergency basket.

You wondered towards the video games once again as you saw a game being displayed as a new release that wasn't there yesterday.

Reading the title in your head over and over again, sounded familiar enough to get you excited that you grabbed the $60 game and purchased it as fast as you could.

You were pretty happy with your gift overall but the game was the highlight of it and you couldn't wait to give it to him. You got back home and put everything together and wrapped up the game separately placing it on top of the box.

Jungkooks family was doing Christmas presents tonight so you decided to just bring the game alone as his gift and give him the rest to him on Christmas Day.

You couldn't help but feel nervous as you were closer and closer to meeting his family for the first time. You had to impress them or they wouldn't welcome you into their family. Jungkook told you that he already talked about you to his mother many times and she's beyond excited to meet you.

You didn't know how far he moved away from his family. 3 hours was a pretty long drive. "After school I just figured I stay."

"It's so beautiful over here, quiet."

"We're here." He said those words that got your heart beating once again.

"They're going to love you." He kisses your forehead and helped you out of the car. It was dark already and the house was light up beautiful. Jungkook carries your small duffel bag like the gentleman he is and rang the door bell.

The door opened, revealing a young man about Jungkooks height and pulled him into a bear hug. "This is (Y/N) my girlfriend."

"Hello Jungkook's girlfriend. I'm Junghyun, Jungkook's older brother."

"Hi." You said shyly.

"Come on, it's freezing out there." He opened the door wider and let you both in. Jungkook places your bags on the bottom of the steps temporarily to introduce you to everyone.

You couldn't believe how welcoming his family was. Hug after hug and the compliments were unnecessary. His mother was last since she was making dinner and once she saw you her face brightened up with a huge smile.

"It's so nice to meet you dear." Another warm hug.

"I'm going to show her the guest room." Jungkook spoke.

"Did you explain-"

"Yes mom, we know the rules." He rolled his eyes teasing and you just smiled that you understood.

"You are still the baby of this family." She said hitting him with a dish towel.

"As five other kids are running around out there." He laughed. "Come on." He held your hand as he led you upstairs. The guest room was pretty small but extremely cute and cozy.

"All too myself? Really?"

"Yeah." He placed your bag on the bed. "I might sneak in here after my parent go to bed because I won't get any sleep."

"I'm okay with that." You brushed your hair behind your ear. "Can I see your room?"

"Why?" He said nervously.

"I want to see teenage Jungkook." You smirked.

"It's a typical boys room, if my parents haven't touched it yet."

"Then let's find out." You grabbed his hand leaving the room and waited for him to show you the next.

He opened the door slowly and saw most of his old things in their but the place was all cleaned up. He had Big Bang posters on the wall along with different anime posters.

"Cute room." You said looking around the room.

"Okay, we should go back downstairs now." Jungkook blushed and spoke nervously.

"You embarrassed of your room? Have you never brought a girl in here before?" You asked.

"No actually." He said causing you to giggle.

"Hey you better not be doing things in here." A voice cut you off as Jungkook's brother stepped inside going to his bag that was placed on top of the cot.

"I'm just showing (Y/N) my room." Jungkook spoke.

"Sure." He laughed. "Mom wants to talk with (Y/N)."

You looked at him timidly.

"Don't worry, its nothing bad."

...

"Hi dear. Jungkook said you used to work in a bakery, as a cake decorator?"

"Oh yeah, a few years ago actually."

"You don't do it anymore?" Jungkook's mom showed interest.

"More like a hobby now."

"May I see your skills?" She asked as she had a mixing bowl ready.

You enjoyed Mrs. Jeon company, along with his grandmother. They were very sweet and interested in your well being. Like you were already apart of the family.

"You are amazing dear. You should make this your career." They said staring at your beautifully decorated cake.

"Thank you." You blushed shyly.

...

The rest of night went faster then you expected. Between Jungkook and his brother fighting over little things, the kids screaming and running around the house, and the fantastic dinner that was gone in seconds that tasted heavenly.

It was right before the end of the night and you couldn't believe you were even nervous about it. The presents were finally being shared and you couldn't wait to give Jungkook his first part of his gift.

The best part of the gifts was that between his parents, grandparents, and aunt and uncles, you had enough gift cards for plenty more dates yet to come.

"I want to give you your present later." Jungkook whispered in your ear and you just nodded in approval.

"Here's one more for you JK, I saw it and had to get it for you." His brother handed him a small thin wrapped gift.

It didn't take long until that thin layer of paper was ripped away and Jungkook's eyes stared at the gift with excitement causing your stomach to drop. It was the video game he wanted and the same one you happened to buy earlier.

Your face grew pale as the tears were glossing your eyes, wanting to come out, but you just hid it with a simply smile. Now you had nothing to give him tonight.

"Thank you." They hugged as you sat there awkwardly.

"Alright time for bed." His aunt had said causing the kids to groan.

Jungkook led you up to the guest room but left you alone for a second and came back with a small box. "Okay so I was thinking for a wh-"

"Jungkook bed time." His mother said from the hallway.

"But I want to give (Y/N) her-"

"Your mother's right Jungkook. You still need to brush your teeth." You teased.

He walked over to his mother quickly and came back as soft words were exchanged. "Five minutes." His mother said and left you two alone.

"I got you-"

"How about we wait until tomorrow." You said rushed cutting him off again.

"But I can't wait." He pouted and you grew silent. "Look, I know we've only been dating two months but you're really special to me-"

You felt your breathing stop as he began.

"(Y/N) you okay?" He asked. "You look pale."

"Jungkook I don't want you to give me anything."

"Why not?" He looked disappointed.

"Because I didn't get you anything." You looked down avoiding his eyes.

"I don't care about gifts (Y/N), Christmas or not. I got you something because I love you." He said it! You couldn't believe he actually said it.

Your lip trembled as the held back tears finally washed out, already ruining your makeup. You covered you face with your hands and turned around to avoid him as best as you could but it was no use. You felt him tug your hands away and lift your chin up. He smiled wiping your cheeks as you still avoided eye contact.

"Are these good tears of bad tears?" He asked but you couldn't even speak. He pulled you into his chest, your tears already sticking to the soft material.

"I hope this means you love me too." All you could do was nod your head against his chest. Once you felt your tears were done you leaned away and cleaned your face with your sleeves. You reached in your bag giving him the gift that he already received and sat on the bed patiently. Jungkook looked at your confused as he stared between you and the gift.

"Your brother ruined my gift." You pouted and Jungkook's face lit up amused.

He opened the gift and grew excited like it didn't matter. "I like yours better."

"You're hilarious." Your voice was still all groggy from your outburst.

"I mean it."

"Why's that?"

"Because you wrapped it." He said and you smacked him playfully.

"I got you a little more but I wanted you to open it on Christmas Day. The gifts were suppose to be connected."

"It's no big deal (Y/N), I'll return his."

"Not mine?"

"No." He smiled and leaned in bringing his lips towards yours. Before you could enjoy it more he pulled out the box that he tried to give you now for the third time. "Please open my gift now."

You took the small box and opened it as another small jewelry case was revealed. "You better not have spent a fortune on this." You began and continued lifting up the heavy case. It was a silver bracelet with one charm hanging off the side, shaped as a heart and diamonds engraved along with your initials. You eyes grew wide as you picked it up.

"This is beautiful. You shouldn't have." You said not believing he did such a thing.

"Don't worry about the price. I have connections." He said causing you to laugh.

"Why?"

"Like I said before. If I can feel this way about someone in two months, it's meant to be." He said causing your heart to swell.

You pulled him into another passionate kiss once again but it was cut off from a simple knock. "Good night (Y/N)." He got up following his mother out of the room.

His mother smiled at you and held her hand over her heart as she shut the door. He was too good to be true, you were convinced this was all a dream.

....

Before the night could officially end, you heard the door open quietly causing you to look across the room as the only light was lingering off the digital clock.

"Couldn't sleep?" You asked followed by a yawn as Jungkook made his way into your bed.

"Technically no because of Junghyun but I rather sleep with you. I'll just sneak out in the morning." He spoke cuddling next to you.

"Were you asleep?" You heard his soft voice behind you, giving you shivers.

"No, I was thinking about you actually."

"Really?" He asked and you turned around face to face.

"I was thinking that I must be the luckiest girl in the world to have a boyfriend like you." The room was pretty dark but you could just tell he was blushing.

You felt his hand brush against your hip bringing you closer until there was no more room left in the middle. His soft lips caressed yours gently, taking your breath away.

He moved forward, suddenly towering over you as the kiss deepened. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he stopped to take off his shirt. It wasn't long after that you knew where this was going and you both rushed to take off the warm layers in-between you. He worked his way up your neck, marking every inch of your body his as you dragged down his boxers taking a hold of him. You felt him harden the more you jerked your hand back and fourth. You guided him down, using your juices as lubricant before pushing it in.

You bit your lip from the sudden tightness causing Jungkook to move slowly, loosening you up before picking up the pace. When he finally gotten to a speed you enjoyed, the bed squeaked, stopping you abruptly with concern. Jungkook changed positions making his way behind you instead and lifted up your leg to regain control. The bed still squeaked but not enough to worry and began to pick up the pace once again.

You moaned softly as the pleasure built up quickly as Jungkook leaned forward kissing you shoulder softly. You were getting weaker by the second as you could explode at any second. You knew Jungkook was as well from his change in movement. He thrusted slowly but deep until you felt him release causing you to do as well. The only noise was the both of you trying to regain your breath.

Once he pulled out, you turned back around snuggle against his chest more comfortably. "Good night (Y/N)." He softly whispered and before you know it you were asleep.

The next morning, Jungkook was gone as expected and it amused you how you got away with it. "Morning." Jungkook kissed you as soon as you entered the kitchen.

"How was your sleep dear?" Jungkook's mother asked as you took a seat.

"Great, thank you. That bed is so comfortable."

"I had a horrible night actually." Jungkook began teasing. "Junghyun sounded like he was dying."

"I don't even snore."

"You do." They fought and Jungkook's mother just laughed with you.

....

"Okay So, this next gift isn't anything big but I thought you would like it." You gave him the basket.

"(Y/N)." He smiled as he went through all the candy and clothing.

"It's a lazy gamer basket." You giggled. "For days you just want to sit down and play video games all day."

"I love it, thank you. But you're gonna have to help me eat all this candy."

"Of course."

"When do you want to go over to your moms?" Jungkook asked you made plans for a Christmas dinner.

"In a few hours." You said shrugging.

"Okay good. I can give you your second gift." He began and you grew confused.

"What's that?"

He picked you up in a bridal position and carried you to his bed room.

Merry Christmas!!!!

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eddiesasspbrak · 4 years

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When I’m With You Ch. 19

Eddie can’t stand the barista at his favorite coffee shop. Richie has fallen in love with the man he sees twice a week. Stan is dating someone but won’t let his friends meet them. Ben is in love with Beverly, but is so afraid of scaring her away he’s not moving forward. Chaotic friends navigating college together.

(HEADS UP emotional manipulation from a parental figure ahead. Proceed with caution)

Ch. 1

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The café was bustling when they arrived. The line went out the door and Mike and Bill were practically blurs flying around behind the counter trying to keep up with the mess. Eddie led them to the back of the line, ignoring his mother’s grumbling about the crowd and the inevitable long wait. He was trying to think positively, something that was nearly impossible with her around. In his head, everything would work out fine and the day would end without incident. Of course, he knew the truth and was sure she already hated Richie, but he had to hold out hope because he was finally happy.

“This line is ridiculous. How slow can they possibly be?” She griped.

Eddie held his tongue and was grateful that Richie did the same. He was sure that he wanted to say the same thing sitting on his tongue begging to be said. They thought they had the day off and had fun last night only to be dragged out of bed hungover and exhausted and are trying their best to get the line down without mistake! The little half-moon indents his nails were working into his palms would be sore later, but it helped Eddie keep his mouth shut.

As they finally got to the door, the person in front of it holding it open with their shoulder, they could see just how tired the duo looked. Bill had bags under his eyes as he took orders, stepping away from the register from time to time to pour plain coffee for a waiting customer. Mike zipped around making the more complicated drinks. The pastry case was scarce with no time to make trips to the back. Feeling for his friends and wanting to get away from the hateful words directed at them from Sonia before he said anything he’d regret; Richie shouldered his way past the line.

“I’m going to go help.” Was his only explanation and then he was inside, making his way to the counter.

Bill and Mike both lit up when they saw their friend coming to their rescue. Richie immediately went to the register, not bothering with an apron, relieving Bill who ran to the back for more baked goods. The three were always a treat to watch as they wove around each other flawlessly, not knocking into each other and seeming to read each other’s minds in the process. Eddie always thought it was a testament to their friendship how well they could work together. Eddie wondered if he, Ben and Stan would be the same. He couldn’t imagine them working together but they had their own strengths in their friendship.

For instance, when Eddie and his mom made it into the café, Stan, who had been draped across a table looking half dead, sat up straight and plastered a big fake smile on his face. His friends knew they had to put on a show to prevent things getting more difficult for Eddie.

“Mrs. Kaspbrak, how lovely to see you.”

“Stanley.” She said his name with a wrinkle of her nose as if she smelled something disgusting. “I didn’t realize you two were still friends.”

“Mom, I talk about him all the time. I told you I was with him just last week. Ben too.” Eddie said, hoping his smile was sweet enough that she wouldn’t be angered by his words.

“Right. A distraction from your studies.”

“Well...actually...Ben and I have a class together. So...we...study...together.” Eddie was losing his voice as his mother’s expression turned annoyed. He hated how afraid he was to anger her. Hated that Richie was going to see him like this. Why did he think this was a good idea again? Oh right, he’d been lost in the fantasy that he had a normal parent who maybe might be happy that he had a good group of friends who cared for him and a boyfriend who he loved. Instead he had Sonia. Judgmental of all, overprotective, no one good enough for her poor fragile little boy. Except he wasn’t. He’d hurt himself and gotten over it without her help. It was his friends who took care of him until he was well again. He’d always heard the saying ‘friends are the family you choose’ and he definitely believed that. But he wasn’t able to just cut her off. Not yet at least. He hoped one day when he wasn’t financially dependent he would have the strength to separate himself from her. Another dream for another time.

“I thought we came here for coffee and a snack. Not to interact with your...friends.” She said the word with a sneer as if it tasted bad in her mouth.

“Well I...my friends work here.”

“Those slow boys?” She asked.

“Mike and Bill.” Stan was holding back the protective anger he felt for his boys.

“It’s almost our turn mom, we can leave after we get coffee.” Eddie was beginning to feel hopeless. This was a bad idea. He should have just walked right past Richie when he saw him at the building. He shouldn’t have brought his mom here to meet his friends. She would never approve no matter what he did.

As they reached the front of the line, a small smile lit up on Richie’s lips when he saw Eddie. “Something special again today Spa...ah...ahem, Eddie?”

“Small black coffee.” Eddie said, knowing his mom would disprove of him getting one of the sugary drinks Richie made for him. He hoped she didn’t hear the disappointment in his voice.

“I’ll have a frozen blended vanilla drink. Large.” She said, eyeing the tray Bill was carrying out of pastries. “Are those chocolate chip scones?”

“Yes, they are.” Richie said, beaming.

“I’ll take two of those.”

“You know mom, Richie makes most of the pastries they sell here. They’re really good.” Eddie felt a swell of pride and thought maybe his mom wouldn’t mind having a future son in law who could bake.

“Well I certainly hope so since I’m spending my hard-earned money on them.” She grumbled as she handed over her card.

Finished paying, Eddie gave Richie an apologetic look, grabbing the bag of scones, before moving to the end of the counter to wait for their drinks. Mike caught Eddie’s eye as he poured the two cups of coffee. It had calmed down considerably since Richie had started helping them out.

“Hey Eddie. Didn’t expect to see you here today.” He greeted, setting his plain coffee on the counter.

“I ran into Richie and I was telling my mom how great the coffee and pastries are here. She wanted to try them for herself so here we are.” He grinned. “Mom, this is Mike. He’s a friend of mine. Mike this is my mom.”

“Mrs. Kaspbrak, nice to meet you.” Mike had heard Stan greet her, figuring he’d call her the same way.

“Michael was it? Make sure my drink isn’t too cold. I have sensitive teeth.”

“Uh...sure. Absolutely.” Mike wasn’t sure how to make a frozen drink less cold without it melting and based on what he’d heard about her from Stan, he figured this was a setup. Especially with the ashamed and embarrassed way Eddie was looking at him. Still, he did his best to make it and hoped she wouldn’t say it was too cold. The last thing he wanted was for Eddie to feel bad because his mom makes a scene over a drink order. He already seemed extremely wound up, ready to snap under the pressure any second. He and Bill hadn’t known Eddie for very long, but they already cared for him and had been worried about him since he’d announced the visit.

Luckily, when she accepted her order and took a sip she had no reaction whatsoever, good or bad. Mike breathed out a sigh of relief as did Eddie. When they turned back to the table Stan occupied, they found Ben and Bev had arrived without their noticing. Ben knew how to handle his mom, but he was a bit worried about Bev. Sure, they’d warned her, but if Sonia said the wrong thing and offended her, he wasn’t sure Bev could keep from arguing back. Still, she smiled, a genuine smile and made her way over to them.

“Eddie!” She leaned in and planted a quick kiss to his cheek. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to show my mom my favorite coffee shop. I thought you and Ben would still be asleep.”

“Nah, Bill texted, and we came to show our support.” She turned to his mother with a sickeningly sweet grin. “You must be Mrs. Kaspbrak! It’s wonderful to meet you! I’m Beverly Marsh, Ben’s girlfriend.”

“You have a boyfriend, but you kiss another boy so easily? You don’t want men to think you're loose, do you dear?”

Bev held her grin. “I only care what Ben and my friends think and they know me well enough to know my kisses are innocent.” She turned her gaze to Eddie. “Right, Eddie?”

“Oh, um…sure. Bev is like a sister to me.”

“Such a silly notion to compare friends to family.” Sonia sighed. “Come not Eddie, I’m tired and want to rest.”

Eddie almost felt relieved to be leaving though he wished things had gone better. He longed for a magic wand he could wave and make his mother normal and accepting of his beloved friends. Baby steps. That’s all he needed. One tiny step at a time until she accepted every aspect of his life or she would lose him.

He said his goodbyes to his friends and locked eyes with Richie over his shoulder as he headed toward the door. The sympathetic, almost sad, smile he returned made Eddie want to run and leap across the counter and kiss it away. Maybe next time.

“I will never understand why you insist on being friends with those boys.” Sonia had started in on Eddie’s choice of friends as soon as they left the café and hadn’t let up. “They’re no good for you. You don’t need the distraction of socialization right now. You need to focus on school so you can graduate and come home.”

A chill went through Eddie. Home was no longer where he grew up. Home was his apartment, his friends, Richie. Most parents wanted their children to go off and find their own place in the world with people who love and support them. Not Sonia. Sonia wanted Eddie to experience the world without her and come cowering back to the safety of her bosom. Things weren’t going according to plan so she’d do what she could to drive a wedge between Eddie and his support system. He had no intention of returning to her house.

“That place was filthy. I won’t be surprised if we end up sick tonight.” She wolfed down both chocolate chip scones on the walk between harsh words without concern for getting sick. It made his belly boil because Richie likely made those scones. He was a skilled baker and she seemed to enjoy the scones. Why couldn’t she just admit that and compliment him instead? It was maddening. How could someone be so negative about everything around them all the time? It was exhausting.

“I drink their coffee several times a week and I’ve never gotten sick.” Eddie felt more emboldened now that they were out of the public eye and waiting for the elevator in his building. He wanted to protect his friends and it was bubbling up inside him to speak out in their defense. Even if it made things worse for him.

She ignored him. “And that girl. Flouncing around kissing every boy that isn’t her boyfriend. How disgusting. You don’t need a girl like that in your life. She’ll convince you to do things you’re not ready for and you’ll end up with a disease. Make sure you wash your cheek with hot water and soap when we get inside.

Things I’m not ready for? Last night I was on my hands and knees with a dick up my ass begging for more. I don’t even fuck girls. If I did, I’d be lucky to get a girl like her. “Bev isn’t like that. She loves Ben. She loves her friends.”

Again, ignored. She just didn’t want to hear it. Nothing would change her mind about them. It didn’t matter that she was hurting him by putting down the people he loved. She wouldn’t be happy until she controlled every aspect of his life and he knew it. He just didn’t want to believe that she couldn’t change. Eddie unlocked the door and stepped inside, not caring if she followed after him or not. In fact, if she’d decided to turn around and head back down to her car and leave without saying goodbye, he’d be thrilled.

“I found this group back home of other mothers who are just as close with their kids and I think it would be a good idea for us to meet with them. You can make friends who were raised right by parents who only want the best for their children.” She was grinning like she was pleased with herself. Eddie felt sick.

“There’s nothing wrong with my friends.”

“I’m sure you think so Eddie Bear, but you can do better. Better than those boys you met back home, better than that girl and the boys in the coffee shop. Especially that one with the glasses. Just because someone is your neighbor doesn’t mean you have to be friends with them.”

“Mom.” He couldn’t handle her putting down Richie. The bubbles were rising. In his chest.

“There was something off about him. I don’t trust him, and I don’t think you should be spending time with him.”

“Mom. Stop.” Up his throat.

“He looked like he doesn’t wash properly and that can negatively effect your health. Especially if you’re eating food he has prepared.

“Seriously, mom. You need to-.” Across his tongue.

“Maybe we should find you a new apartment building, so you won’t be so close to him. How much do you even know about him? He’s not a stalker is he?”

“MOM!” Pop. Eddie shouted. Sonia jolted like she’d just been slapped. Eddie had argued with her before. Raised his voice even. But not like this, not with this anger. It was radiating off of him.

“Eddie, there’s no reason to shout. I’m right here.”

“You’re not listening to me! I…I can’t do this anymore. Why did you have to come visit?”

“To check up on you and make sure you’re doing ok of course. I’m your mother. Am I not allowed to visit my son?”

“I’ve told you I’m doing fine. I’m getting good grades. I’m staying out of trouble. You don’t need to come check on me. I already come home for holidays. Just go home!”

“There is no need to be so rude, Eddie. I visit because I care about you. You don’t have anyone out here to look after you.”

“Yes! I do! You just spend the last twenty minutes berating them and you don’t even know them! You never even try to get to know them! I love them. They’re my friends and they love me too. They take care of me. We take care of each other. They are my family!”

“But Eddie-.”

“They’re important to me and I’m not going to listen to you put them down anymore! I’ve tried to keep my mouth shut. Bit my tongue to get through each visit until I taste blood, but I just can’t anymore. Ben and Stan have always been there for me. I don’t know Mike and Bill that well and they’re already so important to me and have helped me in more ways than you could possibly know. Bev is such a beautiful person who won’t hesitate to stand up for a complete stranger and who has been cheering me on since day one and Richie…Richie is the light in the darkness. He makes everything else make sense. He’s stupid and hilarious and so, so good. And I…I love him. I love them all, but I love Richie more.”

Sonia was silent for once as Eddie tried to find that last push to get the words out of his mouth once and for all. The bubbles were dissipating in his chest. He just needed one more to work its way out. To solidify what he was trying to say so she couldn’t convince herself he meant anything else. He had to get it out before she found her own words and he lost the fire in his belly. He took a deep breath, he balled his hands into fists, and he grew tall, head held high.

“I love Richie more because he’s my boyfriend. I’m gay and Richie Tozier is my boyfriend and I love him and nothing you can say or do will ever change that.”

Now that he was done. He waited for her to respond while trying to hold that empowered feeling in his chest. If he let it slip away, he wasn’t sure what he would say or do. He couldn’t lose now. Couldn’t take back what he’d said and go back to bending at her will and taking her harsh words at the expense of everything and everyone he loved. He didn’t know how she would react, what she would say.

“I understand Eddie.” That definitely wasn’t what he’d expected. “You’re an adult now. You’re going to have a lot of different experiences. That’s normal. But eventually you’ll have to grow up and move on from those childish rebellions.”

Did she mean Richie? Was she saying that being gay and dating Richie were both acts of rebellion? A phase he’d outgrow? How could she be so far in denial of what Eddie was? To believe that falling in love with another man was just a temporary fixation that would pass with age.

“You’ll grow out of it in time, but for now…I don’t want you seeing that boy.”

“What?”

“He’s not good enough for you. He’s a barista in a shabby café. You’ll end it tomorrow.”

“I will not!”

“You will. You said nothing I can do will change the way you feel.” She’d gone eerily calm as she took a step closer to Eddie. “I pay for your school. I pay for your apartment and your food. You break up with him tomorrow or I will no longer support you. As soon as you come to your senses everything will go back to normal and I’ll continue to pay your way through college. Until then, pack your bags.”

Oh.

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stanbillyhargrove · 4 years

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Ghosts Chp 2

Billy x Katrina

A/N: this is a multi chapter series that will contain smut, angst, fluff, substance abuse

Katrina's POV

Billy's memories when I first touched him in my apartment were intoxicating. The smell of salt water lingering on my skin after swimming, the warmth of sun that threatened to scald skin. I wanted more of that, to sit all night and trail my hand along his skin and keep soaking in the warmth that I so desperately craved.

Elle had been showing up more and more, even though I wanted her to leave. Sitting on the counter while I cooked, trying to bury her nose in my hair while I showered. It didn't matter how many times I cried and begged for her to leave me alone. How many times I said it wasn't fair to keep seeing her.

I was rushing out of my apartment after seeing Elle again when I smacked into Billy's chest. I instantly felt the fear of a child listening to their parents yelling and the need to protect someone. Then, when he looked down at me it changed and I saw faceless bodies twisting with mine, tasted their sweat and the sweet burn of alcohol. I hurried away from him, went to a bar and didn't come back until after my shift the next day. Spent the night with a boy who offered me a pill and wanted to take me home, another boy who's memories were flooded with sweaty bodies that whined and moaned. I didn't see Elle anymore that night, not after I took the pill, I didn't see anyone that I shouldn't. The emptiness where they usually had been was sort of peaceful but as soon as the drugs wore off as I slept in my bed Elle was right there again.

"What do you want?" I hissed at her, "you're not real."

"Oh, Katie, if I'm not real why can you feel me?" She asked, dragging her hand along my waist.

The smell of my shampoo and a sweet morning kiss filled my thoughts.

"Ellie," I whimpered, "I'm dreaming."

Her hand trailed down to dip between my thighs, making me whine with her teasing.

I was thoroughly aroused when she whispered, "tell golden boy not to make toast."

I saw smoke pour out of a door and smelled the acidic stench of burnt bread and woke with a start, still feeling the cool touch of Elle's hand on me even though she had vanished. Quickly sent Billy a text even though it was four in the morning.

- Don't burn the toast.

I dipped my hand under my pajama shorts, felt the wetness that had begun to pool there and spread it around with a soft sigh. Reached over to grab a vibrator from the bottom drawer of my bedside table, turned it on and pressed it against my clit. Bit my lip to muffle any sounds as I gave myself up to the feeling. Came with a quiet groan and then sank back into my bed to go back to sleep.

I woke up a few hours later to the sound of a fire alarm. I jumped out of my bed, pulled on my leather jacket and stepped out into the hall of the building. The door to Billy's apartment was open, a little trail of smoke streaming out from it. Waving the smoke away, I walked up to his door and saw him by an open window in his living room trying to fan the smoke outside. He was only wearing a pair of sweatpants, his upper body bare and flexing as he tried to wave the smoke out the window.

"Hey neighbor, what happened?"

His head whipped around to look at me, "burnt my fucking breakfast, thank you very much."

I held my hands up as I leaned against the door, "hey now, don't get mad at me, I was sleeping."

"I was trying to figure out your stupid text and then," he swept his hand out towards the kitchen.

I looked over at the blackened bread sticking out of the toaster, the dry eggs stuck to the bottom of a pan and whispered, "holy shit."

I can tell the future? No, no way, it's just a coincidence.

"Yeah, holy shit," he grumbled, stepping away from the window now that the air had cleared a bit.

"You know toasters have timers on them right?"

He gave me a withering look as he walked back to his kitchen to throw his breakfast in the trash, "shut up."

I closed the door behind me as I stepped into his apartment, "do you work today?"

Billy shook his head, "nah, just gunna hit the gym and hang out."

"Well why don't I make you breakfast? Or we could go get something? Since I apparently made you wreck your first one," I smirked, trying to hold in my laugh.

"Sure," he grumbled, "what cha got?"

"I make amazing french toast and I have sausages," I offered.

"Sounds great," I watched his eyes rake up and down my body, taking in my barely there pajamas, "nice shorts."

I gave him a pointed look, "you are no more dressed than I am."

He scratched at his bare abs, a grin on his face, "least I have pants on," he joked, plucking a shirt off his couch before following me out.

I passed a plate to Billy, who was sitting on my kitchen counter, looking around at my apartment. Piled high on his plate was french toast, made just the way Elle taught me with just a hint of orange for brightness.

"Your place is..." he started.

I cocked an eyebrow at him, taking a bite of my french toast as I waited for him to choose his words.

"Chaotic?"

I looked around at all the plants I'd collected since I moved in. They were everywhere, filling windowsills, shelves and a couple tables. I loved the comfort of them, like I was living in a tropical jungle, but in truth it wasn't me who wanted them all. It was the blonde woman, Olivia. She'd point out neglected plants in the store all the time, telling me that it needed to be brought home and loved, she always knew exactly what they needed. And who am I to argue? So they always came home and flourished under our care.

"I like plants," I explained.

A wistful smiled stretched across his face and I grazed my hand up his arm so I could see what was going through his mind. The giggles of a young boy hiding among plants, the smell of the flowers around me, a womans voice pretending she didn't know where her son had gone.

"Growing up my mom always had a garden outside, used to spend hours out there."

"So what makes this chaotic?"

His smile faltered as he looked down to his plate, "just been a long time, and she never had them inside."

I pulled my hand away from him when I heard a man shouting in my head. We made some light small talk as we ate our breakfast until Billy put his empty plate down and jumped off the counter.

"Well..I should get ready to hit the gym, gotta meet Steve before he goes to work. Thanks for breakfast."

Olivia appeared just behind his shoulder, her long fingers brushing through his hair, "so pretty," she cooed, "have one, sweet boy."

I watched Billy, expecting a reaction but he didn't move, he couldn't feel her there. Of course he couldn't, I'm hallucinating.

"Do you want one?" I blurted out, "a plant?"

He looked confused for a moment, "what?"

"A plant, do you want one? Little neighborly present?"

He squinted at me before slowly nodding, "sure?"

Olivia beamed, slowly walked to one of my windows and pointed at a cactus with a little yellow flower on the top. I went over, grabbed it and offered it to Billy.

"How about this one? It's really easy to take care of, just put it in a warm window and give it a little bit of water every now and again."

He regarded me softly, reached out and took the little plant from me, "thanks."

-- 2 weeks later

"Jesus, Elle, what are you doing?"

It's late at night again, I think Elle likes me being sleep deprived since she usually shows up when I should be sleeping. Right now, she was stretched out across my bed, only in a grey bra and panties. The black bruise on her chest was a stark contrast against her skin.

"Come to bed, Baby," she urged, her hand trailing down her chest.

I huffed, running my hand over my face, "why am I hallucinating this?"

She got up and stepped in front of me, grabbed my hand to place it on her icy hip, "I'm real, Katie."

"No!" I yelled, backing away from her, "you're not! You're dead and I'm...I'm fucking crazy and torturing myself!"

I stepped out of her reach, not listening to her calls as I stormed out of my apartment. Instead, I went to a club and found a pretty girl with drugs who took me home with her. We tangled in her bed, moaning and high for two days until her boyfriend called. He was on his way home and I had to hurry to gather my stuff and stumble back to my apartment.

@charmed-asylum @champagnesugamama

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thespiritofeon · 4 years

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I'm not opposed to All Might and Endeavor. But I want backstory! Were they high school crushes? Did they have a drunken fling? Did they go on a blind date? Did they lose a bet and ended up as roommates for something and then decided maybe the other wasn't as bad as they thought? The possibilities are endless and I want to know your version of the backstory!

ive Needed to write this for ages because i have been on my endeavormight bullshit for proabably as long as ive been in terested in bnha but!!! i get sidetracked VERY easily so this entire thing just sits in the back of my skull with everything else i havent had time to write

anyway

thank you for asking

i will now Get Into It. this is a WHOLE THING, ANON DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU OPENED

stay tuned BUDS (under read more lol)

endeavor and all might were in school together

endeavor comes from a family who prioritizes good quirks and being the best and he barely gets like 4 hours of sleep a night due to studying and training (and of course, what rich family DOESNT force their kid to learn an instrument) and practicing double bass because if hes not The Best his father will,,, lets say.... persuade him to raise his grades and do better

so when he first meets mister “everything will work itself out in its own way” thumbs up and smiles who OH SO EFFORTLESSLY STAYS AT THE TOP OF THE CLASS NO MATTER WHAT ENJI DOES

enji lichrally hates toshinori with his entire being

when toshinori tries to befriend enji, enji throws hands and tries to beat his ass

my boy gran torino taught them the true meaning of training til their bodies wouldnt work no more because they got in trouble for fighting

that was the first time enji saw toshinori’s smile drop (though he did his best to keep it up as much and as long as he could)

anyway enji doesnt do more than snarl when toshinori decides that they started being best friends from there on out and eats lunch with him

and then toshinori starts inviting enji to his house to do homework together

you do NOT understand how much it took for enji to convince his father he was going to a classmates house to work on schoolwork and not to dick around

toshinori is so fucking TOUCHY but actually enji has learned he doesn’t mind as much as he first did and having toshinori’s weight leaning against him as he cut through his work - both the work assigned to him by UA and by his private tutor - was nice actually

toshinori is the first one to initiate a kiss, because Yagi Toshinori is under the impression they have been dating for months and thinks that Enji is shy and needs Yagi to initiate because hes SUCH A GOOD BOY

anyway

he gets a black eye for doing that and enji runs away and avoids him for the next week

toshinori apologizes and asks enji not to break up with him and enji is ????? so confused??? please explain you stupid smiley dumbass

there is a lot of internal debate over the situation but enji reasons with himself that as long as they keep their... perversions to Yagi’s room, it’d be fine.

and they do, and it is

for the most part

but toshinori wants to let the world know his boyfriend is so smart and so cool and also hes irate because enji’s parents betrothed him to a girl from another well off family and enji refuses to say anything to stop it and enji is like,,, thats just how it is

and one weekend yagi comes over to enji’s house and enji is panicked becasue his dad is home and hes supposed to be in the middle of training and his dad is going to be SO PISSED so he HAS to get rid of yagi

EXCEPT yagi came to tell enji’s dad that he was in love with his son and he would have to deal with that and enji is like OH HELL NO

and does the only thing he can think of

he breaks toshinori’s heart

literally stomps it as hard as he can into the dirt and makes sure yagi would never think he actually has feelings for him (even though he does)

enji tells toshinori he was just a way to pass the time and destress from his chaotic life and that he never wanted to come clean with yagi because he didnt actually have feelings for him and that he always intended to marry rei because he wants a family and he isnt a fucking FAIRY like yagi is

and laughs in his face at the tears and the stricken expression on yagi’s face

so,,, yeah thats why theyre enemies in the hero world

BUT

ill have you know,,, there is happy ending,,, because im a sucker for happy ending....

enji confronts toshinori after the all for one fight and hes ready to KILL that dumbass becaue DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS TOSHI and all might is beyond taken aback and hes like um,,, why would u care about me,,,, now ur number one like you always wanted to be

and enji doesnt have a nice response to that so he just gnashes his teeth and walks away

but when ENJI almost DIES and does the ALL MIGHT HAND

BRO

yagi comes to his hospital room after the crowds and press are gone and hes like,,, smirking and hes like...... i knew u cared abt me

and enji, ever the asshole, is like... who cares abt u

but hes emotionally compromised and he really wants toshinori to take his hand but hes also an asshole and those words he said to toshi have been running through his mind for the last 30 years and he cant forgive himself

and then toshinori sits on the edge of enji’s bed and leans down to kiss him and enji lets out ONE very masculine, very MANLY tear and he just wants to pull toshinori down again and REALLY kiss him

but toshinori stops him and looks him dead in the eye and that smile isnt there any more and he tells him straight up that he refuses to go back in the closet

bro the inner turmoil of 30 smth off years of internal home of phobia but he really loves toshinori and he wants to kiss him and he wants to hold him and protecc him and he lets out a heavy, shaky sigh and hes like... can i take baby steps

and on god toshinori gives him ONe MONth to come out to his family (he still willing to kiss the man because who wouldnt be) and after he comes out to his family they can go from there

but of course enji has to be THE BEST and the most DRAMATIC way possible

so that week he comes out as GAY on national television for ALL OF JAPAN to see and toshinori is just facepalming in UA teacher lounge but hes also smiling because wow hes in love with the biggest idiot in all of japan,, wow

#wow #such words #so headcanon #endeavormight #headcanons #hcs #relationships #bnha #ask to tag?#nonnie love #ask

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lizzybeth1986 · 5 years

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Quick Thoughts on The Royal Retcon Book 1 Chapter 11

• You've gotta admit, guys. This series spends more time retconning various aspects of their original story than they do on the actual premise.

• The food fight was wild and chaotic, the background history is always welcome, seeing Jess and Blake was nice and the moonlit hot springs scene was a nice change from everything...but my head is spinning from the constant shifts, okay?

• To avoid seeing my QTs in your dash, blacklist the following tags: #trh quick thoughts, #trh qts, #trh qt reblogs, #long post.

• Screenshots:

Hana: The Abhirio YouTube channel

Maxwell: @thethots-plicken and @itsbrindleybinch

Drake: The HIMEME YouTube channel

• Title: The Prodigal Father

Alternative: Most Parents in TRR Shouldn't Have Even Been Parents To Begin With

• The last chapter ended with a surprise twist: the return of Barthelemy Beaumont, father of Bertrand and Maxwell Beaumont. We had a lot of questions. Did Bertrand know he wasn't dead? Did Maxwell not know he wasn't dead? What the hell was he doing all these years and why had he left his sons in such a horrible position?

• Turns out the writers may have taken a leaf out from a Hindi serial or something coz - drumrolls - he was in a coma!

• Why do we never hear much about this so-called illness or even have a name put to it. What mysterious illness caused Barthelemy to deteriorate so much that he was trying out miracle cures from quacks and that he ended up in a coma for years? Why were his next of kin not informed when he came out of it or while he was rehabilitating? Why the heck wasn't Maxwell telling his wife this, or Bertrand his girlfriend? There is so much about this plot that doesn't even make sense.

• How does Barthelemy remember Drake from the court days but not Savannah ("Liam and Drake, you're so grown up now! Miss Savannah, you're lovelier than your reputation..."). Somehow he knows what's been said about Savannah and about Hana's accomplishments - wait if he'd been mostly getting his body back in order, how would he know this stuff? Who is telling him this? (Godfrey?? Is that why he's so faux-patriotic around us now??? Is that his real reason for visiting Cordonia only once a year or something?)

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In Liam and Drake's cases, Barthelemy says the same thing about how Maxwell outdid himself by bringing the MC to the House, and that she has brought prestige to the Beaumonts. It's in Hana's and Maxwell's cases that the dialogue is different. In Maxwell's it's obviously as his daughter-in-law that he greets you, and in Hana's he speaks of now having two "daughters" in his house.

• Barthelemy then gets to the more serious part of his departure - the fact that Bertrand had to shoulder the responsibilities of being Duke earlier because of Barthelemy's condition, and that now Bertrand can relax while his father takes care of things at the estate. Is that care for his son talking...or his desire for control? I'm leaning towards the second.

• I'm pretty sure Bertrand is leaning towards the second because he's looking pretty resistant about this sudden change. His bride-to-be, Savannah, in the meantime, is super happy to meet her father-in-law and son's namesake. Hah. That'll change.

• Maxwell is nervous. Because he wants his father to see how different he is now, and how responsible he has become, but doesn't know what his old man will think. Don't worry, Esther says, plan this smartly and you'll get a new Pictagram follower!

• In any case, Maxwell's friends promise to help him get through this and support him, except for Drake who thinks he can impose limits (like "no singing"), because, yknow. The universe has to revolve around his comfort zone. Must be a Walker trait.

• More Jess and Blake nuggets! You get an option to ask them how they met, and they tell you about the cruise they first worked in (and presumably where Jess' sister met Liam's brother and (optionally) married him) and how they used to butt heads often. Nice RoE nugget, too bad the writers have so far barely even remembered Liam's brother who is from that series!

•

Yeah yeah I know that Kiara is probably back in Castelserraillian like the other courtly ladies (or chilling in a hotel somewhere in Texas), but if they're all supposed to be there for the wedding Savannah might as well have included her. Not only is Savannah a stinky fiancée and a stinky person in general (not a surprise considering her family), she is also a stinky friend.

• I repeat: my MC Esther has done practically nothing for Savannah. Nor has Hana. Why are we such a huge part of her ceremony again when she already had a long-time friend from court who had actually helped her and actually cared?? Only because we're the ones on an extended holiday in her ranch? Then say that - why do you need to make such a long speech about friendship while snubbing the one woman who made a damned effort to help you? (oh...right. I keep forgetting. Kiara is only remembered when people want to use her 😒).

• At the start of the rehearsals, Savannah tells Jess about the horse-riding-to-the-altar tradition, complete with a saddle that's been a family heirloom. Bianca and Leona, apologetically, inform Savannah that they had to sell it. Savannah tries to mask her disappointment, but fails. Barthelemy in the meantime, jumps in, in what he assumes would be "saving the day" (it's not, Bartie Sr. It really isn't)

Bartie...dude...you just got here. You can't already know what'll make your daughter-in-law happy when you've only spoken to her for all of five seconds. Plant your ass at the back of the congregation where it belongs!

• The girl really really wanted that saddle, okay Bartie Sr? Allow her to grieve that lost dream ffs.

• This scene I guess is helpful because while it still places Bartie Sr rather awkwardly in the "father trying to make amends and be caring" category, it gives you an inkling of why that persona doesn't sit so well on him. Bartie Sr may assume that this is something a caring parent does, except that what he's really doing is taking over, making all the attention revolve around him, believing he knows best and not listening to anyone. Even when he's being "nice".

• That saddle is going to come back some way or other, and it's probably going to be a diamond option, for which the free option is Savannah walking down the aisle with Bartie Sr. Eh. She threw a tantrum at my reception so her boyfriend could marry her, I'm not about to get her her dilapidated saddle. She can make do with her crusty father-in-law.

(The other possibility is that [at the end of the chapter] Bertrand left the house to get it or something idk, and it might be free after all. Is it too late to ask for the entire WEDDING to be a diamond option?)

• So this exchange leads us all to the Beaumont brothers remembering their childhood. Maxwell views it all through rose-coloured spectacles, Bertrand has very different memories of that time. Which is such a change from the previous series! I mean, wasn't Bertrand the one who kept going "my father's legacy, my father's legacy", while Maxwell was the one who didn't have very good memories of that time?

I can always imagine that Bertrand's views on his father must have changed when he started taking on the responsibilities of a father himself (thus making him view his childhood as 'not normal'). And Maxwell may well have come to appreciate Bartie Sr once he began taking House responsibilities. But guess who is breaking their heads to make these "connections". Us. Not the writers. Not the team in charge of this story.

• There are two PoVs to this scene: Maxwell's and Bertrand's. Maxwell's is the one that is lighter, funnier, showing us a wilder side of his brother, Bertrand is given the meatier one, with intrigue and a hint of plot.

- We're taken back to when Bertrand's motorbike was just purchased, and the boys choose to take it for a test ride. The Bertrand shown here is kinda similar to the one in the 6-years-ago flashback in Book 1, just...younger and cuter. Apparently in the time that Bertrand was living alone in a house with Maxwell, he aged like an avocado.

- What's with using this team and using the Waverley kids' faces for the Beaumont brothers??

- Young Bertrand and Maxwell don't mind living on the wild side - taking the Cavilieri Novanta 9S on a test drive through different areas in the estate, planning how they'll debut this beauty at the Beaumont Bash and generally making a racket. Bartie Sr scolds them from the window of his office, then asks them to come up and see him there. Bertrand opts to protect little Maxwell from his father's ire by going there alone, and then telling his brother that their father is "very proud" of them. Maxwell doesn't question this (the writers have forgotten that Young Maxwell was perceptive even as a little boy, so I'm not quite buying that he simply accepted what Bertrand said at face value), and jumps instead into planning a logo for their biker jackets (he suggests a kraken and a tiger). They can also opt to have a special kraken-related handshake.

- Bertrand, however, fills in the blanks, speaking to us about what he witnessed at the office, and what actually transpired.

This conversation is the point of the whole scene, and is connected to the Young! Drake scene in the sense that Bartie Sr and Godfrey are from the Great Houses that Constantine mentions are opposing the alliance with Auvernal. While they don't tell us what has disappointed these two so much, we do get the idea that they are displeased esp with the Queen because she has somehow convinced Constantine to not agree with what the two are planning so quickly. It's very possible that their frustration with Eleanor might have gotten them involved in some way with her death, but it's also possible that there are other players involved.

- Bertrand does not focus much on this bit because Bertrand is young and his priorities are different. The interesting thing about using these childhood flashbacks for the characters is that we will always get an incomplete picture, if only because the kids' priorities are different, and for them these side discussions will always count as "adult stuff". Big, scary, too complicated to understand.

- We do get a mention of Maxwell's weight (finally!). The writers frame it as Maxwell losing his weight after his mother's death and getting his regular exercise with his brother. This we get to know by Bartie Sr's fat-shaming comment about not wanted to see Maxwell get back to his "wide suits" (Seriously. Fuck this guy).

• Hypocrite alert! Godfrey who treats his perfectionist daughter as a failure just for existing and being a girl, now thinks he can yap about "being too hard" on one's children. Go fuck yourself Godfrey Not Gao (this nickname was brought to you by @callmetippytumbles).

• The bit that's most important to Bertrand is that he tries to pass an overdue bill to his dad, and his father ignores it to concentrate on "bigger" things. Which kinda leads you to believe that the problem existed waaaaay before Bartie Sr started believing in miracle cures for his mysterious illness. In fact I'm pretty sure both those things might be fabricated.

• So that's what Bertrand is trying to tell us. That Bartie Sr expected his sons to understand responsibility when he was not exactly ready to live up to that example himself. It still doesn't make sense though, considering every time Bertrand spoke about Bartie Sr it was as if he had to uphold the same legacy, and everytime Maxwell spoke about him it was to highlight what a disappointment he was to his father...and funny enough they've now switched roles.

• Anyway, Maxwell is now more inclined to believe Bartie Sr has turned a new leaf, while Bertrand is wary. He is not wrong about the controlling aspect though, even when his dad is trying to be nice he's being a controlling ass.

• Hana comes in and comforts Bertrand, in a scene I found pretty touching. She knows plenty about controlling, overbearing parents who expect plenty from her but fail to measure up to the little that she asks of them. I love how she makes the point that, having support or company of any form, works to lessen the pain of that kind of upbringing...and she knows this because she never had it.

• The bonding that takes place between Hana and Bertrand is lovely, although it's marred by the fact that were we going by the original idea of the Beaumont brothers' lives, Maxwell would be the one she'd be comforting.

• Two bits that stood out to me were where Bertrand offered to make up for all those years of disappointment and pain that Hana suffered, by being a sort of stand-in older brother now - and Hana's response to the whole idea of mending bridges:

I love the fact that she says this even as she still maintains her complicated relationship with her mother. It's small but a lot more than she was allowed to say earlier. In Book 3, a lot of what they had Hana say to Lorelai was more for Lorelai's benefit than her own (constantly educating her and telling the family that the most important thing was that they be happy together). Her responses were centered around Lorelai's comfort, not Hana's conflict. At least here, she gets to state (while safely away from her parents) how complicated her relationship with her parents is. I just hope this is not the last time we hear about it.

• It's now time for the rehearsal dinner! Everyone's seated at a pop-up restaurant Blake and Jess have made for the wedding, and includes the courses for the special day. It's bruschetta, a quiche and the wedding cake for dessert.

•

Auntie Bitch I hope you realize that the biggest freeloaders in this house are your own nephew and niece! Drake doesn't have a job until his wedding is over (unless one counts moaning and griping while enjoying shit that his BFF has paid for, his job (oh...wait...maybe that's why "Constantly Complaining Freeloader" was listed as a job description in his Italian Restaurant scene lmao)). The other biggest freeloader is your niece, who didn't mind accepting money from Maxwell and then turned around and acted towards Bertrand like she didn't need his damn money that she was already using.

• Also for the amount of complaining Leona has been doing for her own niece's wedding she might as well have not hosted them at all. You took the responsibility, you made all the guests you were hosting do work for you and spent all your time mocking them for not having the kind of specific skillsets you grew up with. If you wanted to stay alone with your sister in this crusty dilapidated ranch where you probably don't even pay people fairly, you could have told Savannah to go somewhere else. Like Applewood. Or Ramsford idk. You couldn't even save the saddle your niece would have wanted for the wedding, and if that's not a pointer to what a failure you are, Leona, IDK what is. So maybe stop acting like you're better than the nobles and keep quiet.

• Bianca states that she has never depended on the Crown yet somehow left behind both her children whose well-being was largely being maintained from the Crown coffers???

• But also given the response to Liam I have a feeling we might have a flashback from her next chapter. While she doesn't appear as angry as her sister, there is definitely an underlying bitterness there that I think the narrative might explore before we leave Texas. Idk.

• Bartie Sr focuses his attention on us again, insisting that he is like a father figure to us. You can either firmly refuse (my favourite option), express pride in House Beaumont (which pleases Bartie Sr no end) or be polite (in which case Liam lets out a cryptic "how generous of you" aimed at Bartie Sr it one point, showing us that he's not very impressed. Hmm. Hmm.)

• Bartie Sr is being controlling again, complaining that the quiche is not an elegant main course and insisting to Savannah that she try whatever he is demanding for the wedding. He keeps saying "trust me Savannah, you'll love it!" as if he knows her tastes better than she herself does.

• Chuck tries to offer cake, and Bartie Sr in his eagerness to refuse accidentally tosses it over on Leona's clothes.

• That's kiiind of a breaking point with Leona, and to sum it all up, THIS happens:

Jess has seen and participated in utter chaos, okay. So for her to appear all flummoxed and say "it was...a lot", it really, really has to be a lot.

• My favourite parts have to be Hana and Liam thoroughly enjoying the food fight and finding it cathartic, because they're the two who most need to channel their repressed energies into that kind of catharsis. Drake and Maxwell don't feel this need as much as they do because they already have ways and opportunities to channel it.

• The fight allows both the nobles and the Walkers to meet on common ground - common enough ground that Bertrand can (if we choose) finally tell his father that he and Savannah can manage their own wedding, thank you very much.

• Funny how Bertrand is expected to stand up to his father and ensure that what Savannah wants is not ignored, yet Savannah herself never makes even a quarter of the effort that he does, in making Bertrand comfortable in her home. Why does Bertrand have to do all the work in this relationship? Why do I only see Savannah complaining when Bertrand is not doing things exactly as she wants them to be done, yet not even lifting a finger when he's the one who needs the help and reassurance? Perhaps the best option is if he becomes runaway groom.

• We get to give one (1) solitary fuck about the country we're leading when we're back in the bedroom after this whole skirmish has gone down.

• LI diamond scene! At a moonlit hot spring nearby. The scenes mostly include the mandatory admiration for the lingerie, awe at the scenery and once the sex is done, an exploration into family and children from the would-be parents.

Liam: Calls the MC a "twilight goddess fit for worship" as soon as he sees her with her lacy lingerie in the moonlight. If you've done those scenes, there's a mention of the Forgotten Falls and the Blue Grotto and how Liam has a penchant for whisking the MC away to secluded watery places. (Liam also mentions finding a matching pearl to the first one they got at the Blue Grotto, even though the writers have practically forgotten what has happened to that first one 🙄).

The MC can choose to either go fast or slow in the love scene, and afterwards, Liam wonders aloud whether all families are complicated. The MC can counter this, by telling Liam they can ensure their child never gets to the point that Bertrand or Hana have by ensuring the child has their space to be open about how they feel.

Caption: Spring Fling

Hana: The two women mostly admire each other in silence (Hana tells the MC she would simply like to look at her as the MC gives a twirl) and the MC suggests expanding the "sample size" of Hana's lingerie because Hana in the moonlight is a vision. Hana offers to massage the MC's shoulders, and speaks about wanting to get away from the chaos and check in on her. Hana wants to take as much of their alone time as possible to check if the MC is doing okay, which IMO is her way of maintaining a relationship - by giving her partner space to talk about how they feel, something she rarely had the opportunity to do. She also admits to how exhilarating the food fight was. Hana is playful and teasing in her love scene, and brings the MC to the point where she will beg for more.

Once they are done, the two speak about how being in this place is like being in a fairytale, and there's a particularly lovely line nestled in this bit:

I wished for storybooks with scenes just like this as a kid. Not ones where the princess got rescued by the prince or the knight...but where she found love and happiness on her own...and the freedom to embrace them.

It's...it's so beautiful 😭

Caption: Woodland Nymphs

Maxwell: Now obviously Maxwell has the most personal experience among the four this time, since it's his father that returned home, and it's his family that is now dealing with some tough, complicated questions. Some of that shows in this scene. It begins with Maxwell seeing the MC in her lingerie and confession he almost forgot she had them...which is a good thing otherwise he would never be able to concentrate on anything else. He speaks to her about all the things he loves about her and about their relationship - especially how much they make each other laugh. Underwater, the two let go of their restraint and make love with abandon.

The conversation that follows is the most important, exploring Maxwell's feelings about his father's return. He doesn't have a lot of memories of his father - most of it was from when he was very young, or from Bertrand's eyes. Maxwell is very happy that Bartie Sr has returned, and wants him to see how happy he is with the MC. He speaks of wanting to tell him about the social season, about marrying the MC, about his bestseller book. There is a cute bit where the MC asks whether he would tell Bartie Sr about the hippo tattoo and Maxwell seems almost terrified by that option. But overall, there is nervousness in his scene, and also hope. He definitely is invested in making his old man proud. Proving himself has always been a theme with Maxwell, and that need possibly will increase with the arrival of his father.

Caption: Blue Lagoon

Drake: Calls the MC in her lingerie in the moonlight, "art that should be in a museum". The two admire each other in their new lingerie, and then admire the scenery. Drake has brought the MC to the hot spring mostly because it was rumoured to be called "Makeout Point", and he's always been curious to see what the big deal was. The MC can point out the beauty and romantic potential of the area, mentioning that she can imagine a sixteen year old swooning if her high school sweetheart brought her there, "or a duchess, if her marshmallow brought her here". During the love scene, Drake likens her to a siren, the sex can either be rough or gentle and the MC can either take control or allow him to.

Towards the end, the two talk wonder how their child might be, who they would resemble. There's a bit of banter back and forth about how the world is not ready for their collective sass 😄 I think because Drake is the most comfortable with his own family now, that his conversations with the MC about family focus largely on his memories of good times, and on what their child will be like.

Caption: Spring Fever

• Why the hell are you guys ruining all that nice lingerie in water!!!

• After a few days, and presumably on the day of the wedding, Savannah comes to us, shocked and worried, telling us that Bertrand is gone. This could be either a fakeout leading to him trying to get something nice and romantic done for her, or his insecurities cropping up IDK.

• General Thoughts:

- As much as I'd LOVE for the twist to be that Bertrand has realized this marriage will never work and has called it all off, I know for a fact they won't let that happen. Either his insecurities have come to a head with Bartholemy's return and he needs time to clear his head, or he's gone all heroic and tried to get Savannah's saddle for her, which we then have to pay diamonds to retrieve.

- Some way or the other that saddle is going to feature.

- They'll have Bertrand do something heroic I guess so that Leona will FINALLY stop being a whiny asshole. And Savannah as usual? Will not even lift her little finger.

- I'm more worried about what Bartie Sr will be upto once he's back at Ramsford estate! Esp given that his controlling has already begun at an event as innocuous as a wedding. ALSO given that this man will be back in Cordonia!!

- We're obviously going to get more hints about our pregnancy in the coming chapter, that I'm sure we'll ignore coz we don't want to jump into conclusions like the last time.

- Hana's bonding scene with Bertrand reminds me a little of a scene in Book 2, where she speaks of how Bertrand reminds her a little of her father...in, like, a good way.

- If it turns out that Godfrey and Barthelemy were indeed involved in Eleanor's death, it will be the ultimate irony. It would mean that the present occupants of the duchies that were once undermining the Crown...are now their stanchest allies. Lucretia and Olivia's parents vs Olivia, Godfrey vs Madeleine, and Bartie Sr vs Bertrand and Maxwell. It would be a nice contrast.

- Istg if they try and make HAKIM AND JOELLE suspicious too I will literally throw hands 😡

- Jesus, the amount of retconning going on in this book. That scene would have lost nothing by making Bertrand the guy who was desperate to prove himself to his father and Maxwell the one who had mixed feelings. Having both of them overhear that conversation rather than one would have been fine too. But this is one in a looooooong list of things that the team is shifting around, believing no one will notice. Maybe I should just call this series The Royal Retcon from now on because there is more of that happening than actual babymaking!!

- I'm pretty intrigued by Liam's lukewarm reaction to Bartie Sr personally. What does he know. Why doesn't Liam tell me and why doesn't the MC ask!!

- Bartie Sr spends surprisingly little time with his own namesake, but perhaps I shouldn't be so surprised since Junior's own parents are hardly seen with him either.

- Next chapter is the wedding (if we can find the groom, that is), Savannah getting her dream entry (possibly if we pay the diamonds) and hints that we may be pregnant that will culminate in the big reveal at the end. Yay?

- I know I haven't gotten out a QT for Book 1 in two weeks but those past two weeks have been filled with lots of IRL stuff. Hopefully I'll get back to that soon.

- Until next week, folks!

#long post #trh quick thoughts #the royal heir #trh qts #king liam #hana lee #drake walker #maxwell beaumont #bertrand beaumont #savannah walker

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hellreads · 5 years

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I would really like if you could recommend me any stories with infidelity?

hi there anon, now this is one of the genres/au I enjoy reading, I do not condone cheating/infidelity in any way but there’s this pull you know, I want to get into people’s minds so I read and enjoy (also fucking hurt too srsly a lot of these fics make me bawl right it’s not in past tense because I reread a lot of the stories in here like an affected beech) stories like these, why do they do it? how do they sleep? (actually listening to sam smith’s how do you sleep as I consolidate this list) what triggered them to fall for another soul was it because of love or just plain old lust, as someone who’s been cheated on I know how it feels to be on the receiving end and it sucks the trauma stays with you, you’ll find it hard to trust, you’ll always question yourself, self-esteem will be fucking dippin’ low, in your eyes you’re pitiful and not worthy of being loved especially if you’ve been so fucking loyal like a dog, but a part of me wants to understand because I’m not perfect…

I wanna get in their heads and know how they manage to break a heart that loves them, I guess love will never be enough to keep someone no matter how much love you pour onto them, some love stories are meant to end as tragic as possible to teach us lessons and make our hearts stronger until we find the other half that will make it whole.

this will be a list with different categories, I’ll probably be tagging again the fics I tagged in previous infidelity lists I made because I want this to be the big list, the one I’ll probably update from time to time, the one I’ll keep coming back to when I wanna hurt and leave my tear ducts high and dry, let’s get it!

P.S: proceed with caution as I have listed taboo & dark themed ones here so pick your poison babes! 🖤

Exhibit A: The One Where You Cheat Together (mutual cheating, both in a relationship (or the other may be single) but still chose to cheat on respective partner/s)

❥ Right of Way by fringesofsanity➴ Infidelity/Lovers!AU | Jungkook x Reader x Jimin | Series➴ In theory, things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

❥ Bad Guy by @sweetbunnykook➴ Mob/Married!AU | Seokjin x Reader x Hoseok x Yoongi | Series➴ After a brutal attack in Hong Kong, your marriage with Kim Seokjin cracks as secrets begin to surface and a series of betrayals find their way into the veins of the Hidden Tigers. Although Jin’s devotion endures, in his own definition, the reality of being a mob wife may be too much for you to bear.

❥ 2U by @milkyyjmn ➴ Surrogate!AU | Jungkook x Reader x OC | Series➴ You were simply trying to make a living and give the opportunity of having children for the women who couldn’t. You meet a couple who plans to have a steady life — you being the last puzzle piece for it all. But you acknowledge the boyfriend, Jungkook, who questions if he actually wants it.

❥ Clandestine by @ditzymax ➴ Assassin!AU | Taehyung x Named OC x Jungkook | Series➴ As a professional assassin, Kim Kinsoo has many shrouded secrets in her life. Some of them she shares openly with her loving boyfriend, but there are other things he must never know.

❥ My Way @ellieljade➴ Infidelity!AU | Jungkook x Reader x OC | Series➴ Jungkook doesn’t appreciate your boyfriend’s insistence that he stops sleeping with you and he knows just how to prove that you like it his way.

❥ Wildest Moments by @joonbird➴ Infidelity/Producer!AU | Yoongi x Reader | Series➴ “Min Yoongi is forbidden territory. And although you both know better, the two of you just can’t seem to stay apart.”

❥ House of Cards by @aiimaginesbts ➴ Exes/Roommates!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ A love from high school days lasted until marriage. Just not yours.

❥ Infidelity by @jungk0oksthighs➴ Exes/Parents!AU | Seokjin x Reader | One-Shot➴ You and Jin had been divorced for a year but you’re forced to see each other when your son is found cheating on a test. After being called into school you both agree to make more of an effort being civil with each other, but it’s not long before history repeats itself. Family dinners turn into stolen kisses and ruffled bed sheets, but there’s one problem with your new arrangement. Jin’s wife.

❥ Should We Go Downtown by @honeyedhoseok ➴ BFF/FWB!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Hongbin (VIXX) | One-Shot➴ Taehyung has watched you struggle in your relationship with your boyfriend for a while, always being your shoulder to cry on. He’s learned the best trick to pick you up when you’re down–besides his sensation of his mouth on yours–is a trip downtown to the riverfront at nighttime, so you can see the boats coming in on the harbor while he tries to piece back together the girl he absolutely hates to see sad.

Exhibit B: The One Where They Cheat on You

❥ Only You by @sweetbunnykook➴ Yandere!AU | Jungkook x Reader x Namjoon x Seokjin | Series➴ Jeon Jungkook, your wedding photographer, helps you escape on your big day upon learning about a secret your groom-to-be kept hidden. You soon fall for this young, passionate photographer. However, you underestimated just how much he was willing to reciprocate that love. Maybe, you think, he’s loving you just a little too much.

❥ Slight Changes by @chiminiemoans➴ Infidelity/Idol!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jimin | Series➴ Taehyung gets caught.

❥ My Cheating Amnesic Fiancé | One / Two by wrienne ➴ Idol/Arranged Marriage!AU | Jungkook x Reader x OC | Series➴ BOOK ONE: In which you (reader) and Jeon Jungkook are engaged due to an arrangement made by both of your parents. Though neither of you especially like each other, you never thought you would find yourself in a relationship with a cheater. To top that off, destiny decides to make an entrance (in the form of a hard hit to a pretty skull) and Jungkook suffers amnesia, which only you seem to be able to handle. What will happen? Will you stay with him and help him through his predicament even though he loves someone else? Or should you simply let him go?➴ BOOK TWO: In which you (reader) and Jeon Jungkook are engaged due to an arrangement made by both of your parents. Or well, used to be. After finally resolving Jungkook’s amnesia and your complicated relationship, one would think that everything was fine. But destiny isn’t done messing with your life yet. Due to an incident where you confronted Jungkook’s brother and your current fiancé about some lies that he had made, you found out about a horrible part of his life that you now feel obligated to help him with. But in order to do that, you cannot tell him about you and Jungkook. Additionally, Jungkook isn’t done keeping secrets away from you - secrets that might destroy your already uncertain relationship permanently. Furthermore, your father’s weak health is a constant worry on your mind, and as news outlets dig out more about your late grandfather’s company’s involvement with the former president, nothing in your already chaotic life will be stable for a long time. Will your relationship with Jungkook make it through all the hurdles and hindrances that destiny sets before you? Or are you two really not meant to be?

Exhibit C: The One Where You Cheat on Them (the other party is clueless (mostly) about the affair)

❥ Who Cares by @floralseokjin➴ Infidelity/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Named OC x Seokjin | Series➴ What happens when Taehyung falls for someone who’s already taken? Can he control his feelings or will they take over and render him powerless? In the end is it all her fault or his…?

❥ Comfort Inn Ending by @joonbird ➴ Idol!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ “It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some faultlines can be repaired and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.”

❥ Cheating by @jhspetitegf➴ Infidelity/Married!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Jimin | One-Shot➴ When you were sixteen, you had a life-plan. While all your other friends had been enjoying their youth; going on innocent dates to bowling alleys or spending Friday nights finishing their calculus homework, you had been setting a path for yourself, one you were determined to follow. Until you were about twenty, things had gone to plan; you were studying at an ivy league college, you had managed to shed any puppy fat you still clung onto around your middle, and you had a wonderful set of friends. One goal still lingered, however, and that was to meet The One.

❥ Access Denied by @littlemisskookie➴ Infidelity/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi | One-Shot➴ Your boyfriend, Yoongi, no longer pays attention to you. So you decide to spend time with someone who will.

❥ Partition by @iq-biased ➴ Mafia!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Namjoon | Series➴ Namjoon. Head of one of the fiercest gangs in Seoul, and your boyfriend. You know he has been working on something big lately. Whatever it is, he’s keeping it very quiet. So quiet, that you’re beginning to doubt whether he’ll ever get any time with you. But when his driver, the infamous Kim Taehyung, is tasked with taking you home during a date-gone-wrong, he’s got nothing but time for you. And time is something you’re finding it really hard to resist…

❥ Always by @itskimtaehyung ➴ Mafia/Married!AU | Jimin x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ You would die for him, kill for him, and everything in between. He was as much a part of you as yourself. You didn’t want anyone else. It was always Jungkook.

❥ Apologies by @ellieljade ➴ Idol/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ After a fight, Taehyung can’t bring himself to apologize to his girlfriend until he realizes that she might have moved on. If he wants her he needs to go get her.

❥ Dead Leaves by wrienne➴ Detective/Married!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Jimin | Series➴ In which you (reader) are a homicide detective about to face the biggest hurdle both of your career and life. Married to probably the kindest but most boring man you’ve ever met and living in a town where nothing ever seems to happen means life for you is dull. Dull enough to drive you crazy with boredom and dissatisfaction. However, life changes abruptly when your old boss retires and a new man takes his place - a man you used to love (and sleep very regularly with) more than a decade ago. Especially when your husband comes home smelling of perfume, you’re unable to resist your more carnal urges and dead women start showing up across the city with unnerving frequency.

BONUS:

Exhibit Dick: One Where OC Cheats on Reader

❥ A Hundred Percent Human by wrienne➴ Hybrid/Host Club!AU | OT7 x Reader | Series ➴ In which you (reader) are forced to take care of seven hybrids in a twist of fate.

After your estranged mother passes away, you’re left with an unwanted will and the heavy burden of responsibility. Although you’re desperate not to stray from the familiar path you thought was laid out in front of you with a fully human boyfriend who loves you more than anything, your life is thrown upside down once more after another unfortunate incident (that may or may not have to do with said boyfriend) occurs.

Drunk and down on life, you finally decide to deal with the house and the unsavory business your mother left behind. However, to your shock, you find that seven very different hybrids are included with both the house - and the business. Seven hybrids you never even met before - even less agreed to take care of.

Set in the not too distant future where infertility has become mankind’s greatest issue. Will contain sexual content.

so this is the list I came up with I hope you enjoy reading all of these stories I listed here, all of these are wonderful in their own heartbreaking way, some are on-going/on-hold series, some ended with happily ever afters while others ended in the most heart wrenching tragic way. | 🍒

#answered #tete-a-tete #anon #recs from hell #rfh:ot7 #rfh:knj #rfh:ksj #rfh:myg #rfh:jhs #rfh:pjm #rfh:kth #rfh:jjk #this is a lot but guess what i have more saved lol #also i'm vv sorry to park jimin he's always on the receiving end T_T #alternatively this is my list to satiate my curious mind on why people cheat how they do it how they get away with it and how they suffer af #i laughed at the how they suffer af part because i was about to say how they suffer after lol #any infidelity recs? please feed us! thank you :3

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You live, you learn | Sally McKenna x reader

author’s note: ohohoho, this isn’t the first time i’ve written sally x reader, but it is the first time i’ve ever actually published it. this isn’t how i anticipated this one-shot to go, but here we go. it’s angsty, there’s much cussing and i’ve kind of left the door open. if you like this and want another or something like it, let me know. word count is 2,314. thank you!

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Doors, carpet, desk.

"Hi, you." You'd missed that face. "Hi Liz," you greeted the woman behind the counter. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" She tapped her acrylic nails on the wood of the desk. "I believe that the room you're looking for is already occupied - try knocking. She's been extra moody lately." You didn't know how to react to that. "Thanks" was all you could muster up to say. "Good luck."

It didn't take particularly long to get upstairs. You knocked on the door a few times, and she instantaneously swung the door open. A smile appeared on her face, but Liz's words echoed through your mind. What did she mean anyway? You'd been with Sally through waves of unstable moods - you two had spent many nights together and you'd grown used to it. You got the initial vibe that tonight seemed a little out of the ordinary. She looked like her usual self - disheveled and chaotic. You watched the smoke trail from the cigarette in her ashtray. "How are you feeling?" you asked, closing the door behind both of you. You watched Sally as she turned, you watched the way her tight dress hugged her body in all the right places. You watched her hand and the way she picked up her cigarette again - the way her lips moved around it. The way her eyes settled on you. It didn't take very long for you to begin undressing. You'd performed that dance with Sally dozens of times. "Jesus, you couldn't even wait for my answer before getting ready to fuck me." You didn't mean to - you didn't know how to explain yourself. "Sally - I didn't mean it like that. I just - it's always like this," you tried to say. "What do you mean - it's always like this? Like what?" You could feel the tension in the room. "I -" she shook her head and put out her cigarette. "Un-fucking-believable," she muttered.

"Is there someone else?" The question caused you to look up from the blanket you'd wrapped yourself up in. "What are you talking about?" you asked cautiously. Anger burned in Sally's eyes. "Is this some kind of joke to you - am I some joke to you?" she demanded. "I honest to God have no idea what you're talking about." You were tired. It'd been so long since you'd visited the Cortez and having Sally react in such a way only made you question if you should've visited in the first place. "Him. Him! Were you with him?" You had no idea what she meant. "Who are you talking about?" Sally stood for a second, breaking away to light a new cigarette. "Don't play me, I'm the very last person you want to play," she growled in warning. "Is there anything you want to tell me? Because I know why you haven't been coming to see me, do you think I'm stupid?" she asked, her voice a bit distorted by the cigarette in her mouth. "Why would I think you're stupid? You're being crazy!" you reacted. "Crazy? For wondering where you've been? For knowing you've been fucking that - prick. How did you expect me to react? We have a good thing going here!" she nearly exploded. "Why are you acting like you own me? So, even if I did -" you started to say, being cut off again. Sally removed the cigarette from her mouth, filling the room with her smoke. "You belong to me -" she interrupted. "I don't belong to anyone," you strongly interjected. You could feel the anger, apparent on Sally's face as you spoke - and you could feel your own anger; maybe even irrational anger building in your chest. Sally shouldn't have spoken to you in that way - but somewhere deep down you knew it came from a place of fear and hurt, and even you were too fearful to admit that she'd been right all along. "Why are you so jealous?" you finally spat, breaking to pull a cigarette from the pack. "I'm not jealous! The thought of you with that - disgusting son of a bitch, it just makes me sick," Sally muttered, sinking down in her chair. "Maybe that isn't your decision." Sally's accusatory tone had pissed you off more than you were willing to admit. "Sometimes, you make me sick," you mumbled out of anger. "What did you just say? I make you sick because I can't stop picturing you with that - with that piece of shit," the blonde swore, pausing to take another drag. Your demeanor changed a bit, noticing that Sally had backed down a little.

A few moments had passed and when you got up to put out your cigarette, Sally finally broke the silence. "Tell me I don't have a reason to be worried. Tell me, you aren't going to end up like all the rest. Tell me you aren't going to leave me," she urged a tint of emotion in her tone. You didn't answer - surprisingly for the first time in the duration of your relationship. You averted your eyes, not wanting to catch the spirit's gaze especially when you felt so guilty. You two had never settled on a rock solid plan - never had a relationship set in stone. Sally had certainly been with you at your lowest, the night your ex-boyfriend finally left you. Everything in life felt new and painful, re-learning all over again. You'd glanced at Sally one time while visiting the Cortez's bar and somehow she'd never looked back. You didn't even know you could experience such attraction until Sally. All of that raced through your mind like a car on a track, the silence in the room deafening.

"I did," you finally answered, breaking the silence. You couldn't face looking at her. "Did what?" she asked, an intensity to her voice. A part of you felt pain within for an entirely different reason. "I had sex with him. Happy?" you snapped. "Why would that make me happy? Haven't you been listening to what I've been saying?" she fired one question after the next. "Maybe this is why people leave you. Maybe - maybe you're just too much."

"You know exactly how I feel," she said, a soft laugh leaving her lips. You lazily held your hand up, watching as Sally pressed her cold palm against yours. "I'm sorry about all the shit you've gone through," you said. The woman beside you shrugged and shifted slightly to reach for a cigarette.

She straddled you on the bed, fits of laughter shaking both of your bodies. "Promise me, you'll always come back," she mumbled, tracing the veins she could see on your arm - both of you pausing to breathe. "Always," you sleepily promised. "Promise me, you'll never let what he did burn your light out forever. Promise me, you won't end up like me." The words echoed in your mind. Many nights had been spent recounting the events of your previous relationship - truly talking about the pain you'd gone through. Somehow, trusting Sally had seemed safer than trusting any family member or friend - and living in the temporary world of the Cortez did something for your soul, but you didn't know if you could live that fantasy forever. Getting to know Iris and Liz had been easy, everyone knew well enough that you were hands-off - they knew you were only coming back for Sally.

"Am I supposed to believe that you haven't done anything with anyone over social media?" you asked. The previous words you'd said stung - the energy in the room felt tainted. Sally's obvious anger had melted away, and the crying had begun. The words "not you too" seemed to echo in the room and nothing you could say would matter. "If you have to know - it was a one-time thing. I - I made a stupid decision and it was my decision to make. I don't know how you think you can get away with dictating -" you started to say, before stopping. You were lying and for such an outlandishly stupid reason. "So, you're telling me that I'm not enough? You can fuck Rick or Dan or whatever the fuck his name is - but you couldn't come here to see me? You go missing for months and think I'm not going to think you chose him? Look how he treated you!" she exclaimed. You averted your eyes again. You heard Sally swallow hard. "What happened to you? What changed? You aren't acting the same way and have the audacity to get pissed at me for caring! Maybe that's the problem - my expectations were too high and I allow people like you to get in my head and make me believe that I matter when I don't," the woman spat, tears streaming down her cheeks. A very dramatic sob caused Sally's body to shake, although you knew everything she'd been saying came from a place of pain. You willed yourself to show no real emotion. "Nothing?" she asked, the makeup smeared around her eyes and down her cheeks. "We can't - we can't have this fantasy like you think we can have here. We can't have this honeymoon phase, or dream life or whatever it is. I'm not like you," you said carefully. "And you certainly aren't anything like me," Sally coldly retorted. You wrapped your arms around yourself and rubbed your head. "Oh, he fucked another girl! He used me! He beat me!" Sally exclaimed in a mocking tone. "I fell for it all!" she finished. Anger filled you at hearing the one person you trusted say those things as if they hadn't actually happened. "Those things did happen, what if you took a second to think about what I've been through!?" you yelled, anger overflowing. "What if you didn't break your promises, wouldn't that be a great idea!?" Sally screamed back. "Not everything is about you or your issues!" you fired back. "My issues? Is that really all you think of me?" You stood, beginning to re-dress. "It isn't that easy. I should go."

When you picked up your bag, you saw a fearful look in Sally's eyes that you'd never experienced for yourself before."No, no, no," she started to say. "You aren't leaving. You can't leave me. I love you - you know that I love you," the dead woman started to plead. She grabbed for your hand, growing even more desperate when you pulled away. "Tell me you love me, I know deep down that you love me," Sally begged, the waterworks returning. "We can never have what you want! This is gone!" you shouted. "Why? Tell me - it doesn't have to be gone," she responded desperately. "You don't know everything." Sally watched you expectantly, moving away for a second to put out her cigarette. "What don't I know?" When you didn't answer, she reached forward to cup your jaw. She pulled you to the side and forced you to look at her. "I said - what don't I know about?" she repeated, this time with a firmer tone of voice. This time you were the one to swallow hard. "I -" you began to say, stopping yourself. "What?" she asked, forcing you to look at her again. "I need a cigarette," you muttered. That she could understand. "After. What don't I understand?" Sally asked a fourth time. You shut your eyes, really not wanting to remember the look on her face when you revealed what you'd been keeping. "I'm pregnant." You didn't know if you'd even said the words out loud. You moved instinctively and took a few steps back, the tears starting to fall quickly. The news stunned the ghost in the room. You slumped back into a chair, curling up. The reality of your predicament overwhelmed you.

Sally silently stood in place for what felt like an eternity and you didn't know she'd moved until she appeared in front of you. She took a couple drags from the cigarette before donating the rest to you. Your shaky hands took the cigarette and you filled your lungs with a much-needed drag. She sat on the arm of the chair, one hand slipping down to rub your back and the other steadying your free hand. "I'm sorry - I know Dan or Rick really hurt you. I shouldn't have been such a bitch," she apologized. You breathed in another silent drag and exhaled. "You know I'd never leave you if I didn't have to - I hope you know that I never - I," you tried to say. Sally breathed unnecessarily. "I never planned on getting into heroin, it just kind of happened. Life makes our decisions sometimes." You knew what she meant, but you still blamed yourself. "You chose to shoot drugs into your veins and I chose to believe him when he said pulling out wouldn't get me pregnant," you pointed out with teary eyes. "Stupid decisions." Sally sighed softly. "Well, how does he feel about it?" she finally asked."He doesn't want it. He doesn't give a shit about me," you answered bitterly. "I care about you," she reminded you, beginning to run a hand through your hair. "A dumb living person, a dead person and a baby," you muttered. "What are you going to do?" Sally asked. "I don't know," you admitted. "You know we've had kids at the Cortez, still do," she pointed out with a shrug. "I don't see why you couldn't stay here forever." Sally had a point. "Where would that leave us?" you asked cautiously. "Looks like we have a lot of time to figure that out, right?" You did have time and somehow, you had a feeling that together you would figure it out. You got up to put out your cigarette and finally followed Sally back to bed. The night had been stressful, but the panic you felt inside started to disperse. Maybe, it would all work out; only time would tell.

#sally mckenna x reader #hypodermic sally x reader #ahs hotel #sally mckenna #hypodermic sally #ahs #my ficx #italics = past

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aj-the-satyr · 5 years

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All the Questions......

So Tag games...... Used to do ‘em a lot then kinda fell off writing for a while and then it got quiet. Well now I got tagged in 3 of those 11/11/11 things. You know the ones answer 11 questions, ask 11 more to the 11 people you tag. Well I’m not going to tag anyone other than the 3 people asking @writersblockandapotoftea @carrotgirl-1 and @rosewinterborn and say thankyou for doing so. So here goes..... the goat tries to get through all 33 questions.

1) Do you hide any secrets in your books that only a few people will find?

Hmm.... I suppose that I have a habit of making the names of both things and characters have deeper meanings. Like Grigory Zmeya, his last name means snake and he is a snake shifter type person. So stuff like that.

2) If you could ask one successful author three questions about their writing, writing process or books what would they be?

Not sure about this. I’ve read interviews with many authors where they have dispensed their advice and advice is not a one size fits all thing but I would lie to ask more personal things like favorite characters, Least favorite scene to write and most surprising side character. Stuff like that.

3) Do you have a library membership?

Nope.

4) Ebooks, yay or nay?

Used them and they are fine but I am the old school like to have the physical book in my hands kinda goat.

5) What feeling do you want your readers to get from what you write?

Wow, deep question. Enjoyment? Other than that I’d like them to have feelings for different characters, to pick favorites, to hate some and love some. I suppose I’d like my characters to be memorable but I will settle for the “That was Good” feeling after reading, even if nothing gets carried with them.

6) What time of day are you most productive?

Considering how many times I’ve written my snippets after 10pm and into the wee hours of the morning, I’d say then.

7) What is your writing Kryptonite?

Myself really. There are times I just get conflicted about my writing and rather than just let it flow and let the characters lead I will find myself deleting things and starting over many times. I’m trying to do that less but it’s hard sometimes to just let go and see what happens at the keyboard.

8) Which scenes are your favorite to write?

Huh....... I’m a dialogue heavy writer trying to get more description into my scenes so I favor just talking but am trying to change that a little.

9) What comes first in your development/outlining process plot or characters?

Well considering I don’t outline anymore (Used to waaaaay back) It would have to be characters. Make the characters and pop them in a setting. Plot will happen, hopefully.

10) What is your favorite novel to film/TV adaptadion?

Comic books count right? I love the Constantine TV show. Shame it got cancelled, love the fact they brought the character back for Legends of Tomorrow and the fact he might be getting his own show again is awesome. Love Constantine.

11) Do you think yourself as more of an artist or entertainer?

Neither really. Not something I’ve ever thought about, since you are asking me to think about it...... entertainer??

Right onto the second set of questions gonna add a read more break here to avoid taking up huge chunks of Tumblr real estate and for those people that don’t really care what this old goat has to say

12) Play fuck, marry, kill with Gandalf, Aragon and Arwen.

Er........ Kill Gandalf.... no wait he’ll come back for revenge..... Kill Aragon..... man that would be hard to do..... Kill Arwen then? But I wanted to marry her.......... Man...... Kill Aragon with Gandalf’s help, fuck Gandalf as payment and then go off to marry Arwen. Problem solved.

13) If you had to set fire to a famous building, which one would you set alight?

The Vatican?

14) If you could bring someone back from the dead who would it be?

It would be Sandra, a friend I made for a brief time on the internet who I RP’d with and had a good rapport with. She died of cancer at 20 I think, it’s hard to think about. I do always remember that I talked to her through her brother in her final days and managed to make her smile, something her brother told me she hadn’t done for weeks. Crying typing this. Yeah. Fuck yeah I’d bring her back and let her live her life. Fuck Cancer.

15) Which fictional Universe would you go into?

Star Trek. No need for money, could sit at a cafe and write all day. Great.

16) Where would you go if the world ended?

Hell. Oh wait that’s not what you were asking. Er...... nowhere. No point if it’s all gone is there? I’d stay here and still be a loner. Wow..... fun goat answers.

17) What’s you alignment?

Chaotic Neutral.

18) Lovecraft or Shelly?

Er....... as much as I love Cosmic Horror Mary Shelly was one of the most badass goths there has been. Plus the whole creating the sci-fi genre as a fuck you to Lord Byron. She is amazing and doesn’t get enough respect.

19) What’s the weirdest food you have eaten?

Sea Urchin or deep fried shrimp heads not sure which I think was weirder.

20) How do you want to die?

Die? I’m immortal. Or is that immoral? One of those.

21) Who is your least favorite character to write?

Probably The Professor since he’s a homophobic bigot who killed his own son’s boyfriend (Though he claims that was merely an accidental oversight of his grander plan) since he is not a very nice character at all. Makes my skin crawl.

22) What’s your favourite fairy tale?

Can’t say that I really have one. None of them resonate anymore, neither the grimdark originals or the fluffed up modern takes. I do however enjoy the book Dragon’s Bait by VIvian Vande Velde which is about a 15yr old girl who is put out as a sacrifice to a Dragon and ends up allying with the dragon and seeking revenge.

One more set. Almost there with the goat interrogation.

23) When did you know you wanted to be a writer?

Probably in University where I started writing a little something called “Space Gerbils” and was sending it out via email to about a dozen internet friends. They were hooked, I thought it was garbage but voila! The spark ignited. Heavily got into tabletop RPGs at the same time so that probably helped my desire for storytelling.

24) What book/Book series have you always meant to read but have not yet?

The Long Earth series by Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter. I have a boxed set of them all but I just haven’t cracked the cover yet.

25) Who’s you favourite writer?

Published? Either Sir Terry Pratchett or Eoin Colfer. But a special shoutout goes to @yuutfa for Caster. They are a wonderful storyteller and got many an emotion from me while I was reading an early draft.

26) What was your favourite book as a child?

It is one that sits on my shelf this very moment. It is called “Science Fantasy Stories” and is a collection of short stories that I read many times over as a child, back when I would consume a book a day almost.

27) Favorite music to work to?

Soundcloud generally has my back but it does sometimes throw up the odd track that makes me question if its algorithm has developed some sort of twisted intelligence Black Mirror style.

28) Hogwarts House?

Ah..... this question. I’ve read the books, saw a couple of the movies (Did not like the movies) and enjoyed every step of the way. I bought my first Harry Potter books when they were selling the first 3 as a set so I jumped in to see what the fuss was about. Never once have I thought about what House I would be in. Never. So Imma gonna say Slytherin.

29) Hobbies?

Writing?? Generally I play vidja games. Current faves being Monster Hunter World (PC), Endless Legend (PC) and Crash team racing nitro fueled (PS4) and I also daydream scenes with my characters in them. Trying to get back into reading regularly again.

30) Where do you draw Inspiration from?

Everywhere I guess. From random conversations to ideas had after playing games, watching TV or reading books. Sometimes I’m not sure where the inspiration comes from but I am just trying to let myself go at those moments, run with it. Who cares if The Simpsons already did it? Truly new ideas aren’t new anyway. (Except maybe for theoretical physics, that shit is bananas) I mean one of my characters basically declared themselves to be a God (At least in my head) after I read an article on Retrocausality. Inspiration can come from anywhere. Use it!

31) What do you consider your aesthetic to be?

Look I can barely spell that word you want me to have one as well?

32) Favorite mythology?

Favorite mythology of AJ the Satyr................

33) What do you think influences your work the most?

My co author?? But seriously working things out with them has been very helpful but also there’s this little writing discord that I’m part of that is really welcoming and a great source of inspiration and ideas. But all in all I think Neil Gaiman influences me the most when he answered a question about how he does it. He told the person asking that you just write everything down that happens in the first draft and then when you go back and rewrite you make it look like you knew what you were doing all along.

Right. One Goat, 33 Questions. And I won! Not tagging anyone else but I want this to get me going on these tag games. I can’t just hide in the dark corners of Tumblr anymore. I must face the light! Has @notanotherhour done this yet??

#Tag game I guess #Not tagging anyone else in this nightmare #Writeblr #About Me #I answered the questions #Yay writing!

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wesker20 · 5 years

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Fallen Hero 1.5 Episode 1: I Really Hate Polymorphs

On hindsight you are starting to regret beating the Rangers so handily. In the last four months you have become the new target for most new and upcoming heroes seeking some recognition. Is not that they are any good or challenging, but you have seen bigger villains fall because they were swarmed by many weaker heroes. If you weren’t careful, one of them could get lucky and take you down. Like the one you fought last week. You beat him easily enough but he managed to sneak in a hard blow, destroying half of your mask. Mortum had a field day with that one. You killed him but still, if he had harnessed any more energy into that punch, he could have decapitated you.

So lately you have become a little paranoid; ok more than usual, keeping an eye out all around while your crew takes care of a small gang that decided to take your name as theirs. Yes, that is another problem: small time criminals taking your name to have a better reputation themselves. This latest one has taken to calling themselves the Army of Mastermind. Besides how lazy that name is, they smear your reputation by randomly killing anyone who insults them. Not that you are against killing obviously, but killing a guy in the middle of the day, on a public street because he called you “a little bitch” is stupid and in turn makes you look petty. So a message to all other gangs who have your name is in order. And so you put all of your contacts to use and one of them gave you a tip of where their hideout was.

“Boss,” you hear Pelayo’s voice in your communicator.

“What?”

“Everything’s set.”

“No boosts or mods in there?” you question to make sure.

“None that we have noticed.”

“Good. Move in,” you order. Plan is simple. Get in, plant a small bomb and get out before anyone knows you are here. If anything goes wrong your crew has their orders to escape as fast as possible, no heroics or last minute attempts for success. Or at least deep down you hope it goes that way. And then you hear the explosion.

“Pelayo, what’s going on? That came out early.”

“They knew we were coming boss.” You hear shooting and screams through the communicator.

“And I remember ordering you to escape if that was the case,” you answer, frustrated.

“We tried but-“

“Nehal,” you whisper with little surprise. The girl needs to learn self-control.

“And then Zaza followed up.”

You roll your eyes at that too. Too trigger happy for his own good. Thankfully Zaza is a great shot so at least no bullet will go to waste. “Get out of there now, that’s an order. And tell Nehal that if she doesn’t follow, I’ll go there and knock her out myself,” you finish. It would not be the first time she tries to fight it out to the bitter end. You admire her determination but you have more use for a living underling than a dead one.

You quickly jump down, using your rockets to soften your landing and run through the alley towards the gang’s hideout. You begin to wonder how they could have known you were coming. Someone tipped them off obviously, but who? Only you, Rosie, and the rest of the crew knew of this. Not even Mortum knew. Ok scratch that, she most likely did, but you doubt she would care or bother to do it. And even less if it meant endangering Jane. Rosie is too loyal for that and the crew would not sabotage their own mission. So who the hell tipped them off?

And then you feel the sudden thoughts of rage and you duck, dodging what appears to be some sort of long rope. You turn around and see someone standing at least twenty feet away in the shadows. And they have an unnaturally long arm, long enough to reach you. It takes you a second to put two and two together and realize that what you thought was a long rope is actually an arm and you roll to the side dodging the incoming attack from said arm. Having failed the arm retracts back to its owner and the owner walks out of the shadows.

“Didn’t thought I would find you here. Lucky me,” says the figure in a feminine voice, a young feminine voice. As you stand up you eye her up and find a young woman, probably no older than Herald, dressed in a red and white skin tight suit and a mask that covers most of her face except for her mouth and her long black hair. She stands in front of you, fists closed and eyes staring deep into you, and you sense a deep seethed rage directed at you. What the hell did you do to her?

“If by lucky you mean you’ll end up as a bloody pulp then sure, let’s go with that,” you answer with sarcasm. It’s nothing new for you, just another rookie biting more than they can chew.

“We’ll see about that asshole.”

“You know it’s rude not to present yourself. My name’s Mastermind,” you say making an elaborated bow. Might look like you are cocky and not taking her seriously… ok the second half is true but the first half is not. You are simply trying to extend the conversation, confuse her, or piss her off. Either of those three will give you an advantage over her and see what she is about.

“And I’m about to kick your fucking ass,” she yells and both of her arms shoot forward, elongating and aiming at you. Pissed off it is. And she’s a polymorph. Shit.

You are long out of the way by the time the arms reach you. But then her arms quickly retract and she leaps forward turning into some sort of wheel and rolling at you fast enough that you need both the Rat King and your own abilities to get out of the way. Damn, she’s fast. May be a rookie but she knows how to use those powers. Shit. You really hate polymorphs.

They are arguably one of the most, if not the most, annoying enemies to fight against. They can stretch, twist and transform their body into almost anything they want. You cannot punch them or kick them unless you want to be trapped in their elastic bodies, and you can’t lock them in keys or locks as they either slip out of your grasp or turn those moves against you and lock you on one instead. Or both. And that’s just physically speaking, mentally speaking it is a whole other issue. Their minds are as chaotic and transformative as their bodies, you get in and you might never get out. You can sense some surface level thoughts but that’s it. Anything else risks getting you trapped in their minds.

“Pelayo, I’m a bit occupied. Don’t wait for me, just go. I’ll meet you all at the hide out,” you whisper into the microphone.

“Boss, are you sure?”

“Yes. Now go,” you say with authority. A quick yes sir and now you have nothing to worry about. Well except for Polygirl over there. She quickly jumps from wall to wall and jumps at you, expanding her body until it resembles a sheet; a big, big sheet that threatens to cover and trap you, a sheet that you cannot dodge. You really hate Polymorphs.

“Got you,” she yells triumphantly until you rest the palm of your hand on her and activate it. Suddenly a small shock of electricity shoots out and the girl screams in pain. She lets you go and falls back. Just a little thing you asked Mortum to add just in case you found yourself surrounded by multiple enemies. It instantly paralyzes most people and heroes. But of course, polymorphs just love to spit in the face of that.

You flex your muscles trying to look as nonchalant as possible. “Listen I got better things to do, so how about we call it quits tonight and meet another day shall we?” you say. You are sure that will not work but it doesn’t hurt to try.

“You are not getting away!” she yells and launches herself at you. Oh great. You shoot your palm forward but she twists her body around you and instead tangles herself through your entire body, tying up your arms and legs. You shoot your rockets and fly both of you against a brick wall, crashing through it and knocking her down. Instantly your mind is swallowed up by the Rat King’s own as it tries to protect you. You soothe it, letting it know you are safe and sound. For now anyway, you have to get out of here fast. This girl is determined to get you for whatever reason. Huh, what is her reason?

“Hey I’m beginning to wonder, why do you want to get me so badly?” you ask taking the direct approach while mixing in a bit of mockery. She seems a lot more determined to get you than most other rookies you have fought. Not only that but you felt her rage before you first saw her and then again when she rushed at you. She really hates you.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t even know who I am?” she says as if it should be obvious.

“I have far too many other, better things to do than to search up every rookie who thinks they are good enough to fight me, so no.”

“You arrogant son of a bitch. Do you even remember the hero you killed last week?” she says more pissed off and incredulous.

“What about him? Another rookie who thought he was big shit,” you say as her eyes narrow on you. Though you asked, you are starting to put all of the pieces together. And you do not like how that looks.

“He was… he was,” she tries to say, tears in her eyes.

And you catch the stray thought “Oh, boyfriend.” Shit. Should’ve known something like this would happen. “Alright listen up, he’s the one who rushed at me first ok? Is not my fault that he…” but your words fall on deaf ears as her hands grow, pick up two dumpsters and prepares to crush you with them. I really, really hate polymorphs.

You rush out of the way but she throws one at you that catches you. You end up with a dumpster on you and through a brick wall. Thanks Mortum for her suit, you really appreciate it. You push the Dumpster out of the way to find yourself inside an abandoned building. You quickly come up with a plan, just lure her in and use the nanites to eat through a column and let the roof fall on her. It wouldn’t kill her but it will delay her for a while. Well, you hope so.

“Ok listen can we at least talk about it,” you say but she shoots another elongated arm at you and you dodge. “I guess that’s a no.” You dodge another incoming attack and position yourself just besides a column.

“You’ve caused enough pain already. There’s nothing to talk about,” she says.

Your eyes narrow on her so much you think she could see them behind your mask. “Kid, you have no idea what true pain really is,” you say and proceed to touch the column with your left hand. The nanites shoot out eagerly and devour the column. The girl gasps as she stares at the disintegrating column. You rush out of the way just in time as the roof collapses on top of her. The entire two stories building falls and you wonder if that was a bit excessive. Movement under the rocks change your mind and you decide to move. But just as you begin walking your communicator turns up and you hear Pelayo’s voice.

“Boss.”

“What is it now? Did Zaza or Nehal do something stupid again?” you ask wondering. First Polygirl over here and now something else.

“No sir. Worst. We have a big problem.”

You hear someone scream a curse, a scream that can only belong to Nehal. “How big?” you ask.

“A big silver problem.”

Oh, Argent.

Shit.

Episode 2: Three's a Crowd

#fallen hero rebirth #fanfiction #mc #villain #oc #may or may not go against canon depends on what comes out of retribution #a bit more lighthearted

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bisexualraplines · 4 years

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things about the gays from the unt*med that make me go absolutely unhinged: an incomprehensible list by my sleep deprived self (contains spoilers obvs)

1. the fact that they’re ancient china’s spock and jimothy equivalents right down to the chaotic bisexual dumbass and obedient grumpy energies. i am predictable ik but hear me out....

2. when they first meet (after lz’s Dramatic Entrance) they’re literally just standing there staring at each other. for like a whole minute. love at first sight is real I’ve seen it

3. for their second meeting they immediately start swordfighting cause wwx broke school rules

4. all the times wwx tries to get lz’s attention, even in class, and lz being Extremely Flustered But Annoyed About It. or when he straight up ignores wwx’s advancess and wwx is like “he didn’t hear me. he’s just hard of hearing” ajdjsjs

5. when lz’s uncle “punishes” them both by making them sit in the library for the day and wwx annoys lz to death by a) drawing a portrait of him (its really good) b) sneaking porn into his book and c) asking him to give him the honour of “Glimpsing His Way” okay babey...

6. when lz gets Wasted and passes out on wwx’s sofa and wwx laughs so hard but still tucks him in 🙂

7. when lz ties his headband around both of their wrists like its the String Of Fate (it is)

8. lz telling wwx he doesn’t like touching people yet still touches him every chance he gets.... i see you

9. lz’s brother side eyeing and shipping it so hard and being unable to not bring up wwx to him in like every private convo between them “you care him!!” “I Do Not >: (“

10. lz getting drunk and stealing chickens for wwx as a gift because he’s overwhelmed with romantic frusteration and then the both of them carving their names on a tree

11. wwx, jealous: “do u like miammiam” lz: [gay judgement and prolonged silence] wwx, bursting out laughing: i’m kidding imagine heterosexuality!

12. when resurrected wwx sees lz again for the first time and lz’s wearing pure white robes and wwx’s face is so tender and he says “always dressed in white. like he’s at a funeral” with the softest voice and it killed me dead

13. when wwx comes back to life and he plays the song lz wrote about them in their youth and lz recognizes it and therefore recognizing him behind the mask and he approaches him for the first time in 13 years and time stops and he touches his wrist and they stare at each other for like several long moments and it made me have a whole breakdown

14. when wwx is half unconscious in the cave and asks lz to play a song for him to comfort him and lz plays the song he composed for him 🙂

15. wwx giving lz bunnies cause he knows he likes them. and later a bunny painting and lz smiles at him for the first time and wwx points that out and lz gets flustered

16. “what am i to you” “i saw you as my soulmate in life” “i still am” do not look at me i am breaking down

17. when lz got drunk and passed out and wwx (again) tenderly touches his cheek & tucks him in. then the next morning lz is like “did i do anything dumb...” and wwx is like “i recall u saying ‘i like..’” and lz’s horrified Gay Panic

18. wwx being annoyed by lz’s clans endless rules and telling him lz would never find anyone that would want to marry him bc of those rules and being the whole circus when he marries him in the end

19. when wwx adopts an orphaned kid and they become dads (accidental baby acquisition)

20. when wwx dies and lz raises the baby alone. then later when wwx talks to lz about how their son would be a teenager now if he was still alive and lz looks at him like oh yeah raised ur son 😬

21. lz telling wwx his biggest regret was allowing him to die/letting him go and telling him he’s never leaving his side again

22. when wwx tells lz he wants to take him to his home one day and then a decade later they DO and they basically get married there under wwx’s clans customs 🥺

23. every single time one of their siblings or youth drinking buddies third wheel or Knowingly Side eye

24. wwx wearing lz’s undergarments and wwx taking off his overclothes in front of lz’s uncle and brother and lz’s uncle Noticing and his face is literally just [hand to mouth]. power move of the century

25. lz disobeying his own family to protect wwx even when wwx was too far gone and receiving severe punishment by getting hundreds of lashes

26. lz asking wwx to Run Away With Him when everything was getting bad and his location of choice is where they first met lol

27. when lz gives wwx a lotus when they’re (lowkey cuddling) on the boat in lotus pier (paralleling with wwx telling him he wanted to show him lotus pier and how he’d give him a lotus..... bro)

28. every single time wwx attempts to strip in front of him (there has been several times) and lz’s look of Gay Panic

29. Breakup In The Rain and wwx telling lz if he was to die he wanted to die by his hand and its the most beautiful and tragic scene in the whole show

30. when lz gets alarmed wwx reaches for his hand 🥺 every single time!!

31. when wwx takes the shot for lz during a lan clan ceremony (he doesn’t like alcohol) hottest scene of all time

32. this quote: “when everyone admired my power and wanted to flatter me, you’re the only one who scolded me. But right now, when everyone wants me to die and hates me, you’re the only one standing by me.”

33. *wwx is resurrected* lz: ah shit here we go again

34. sometimes when you grow up you become an esteemed scholar. and sometimes your boyfriend becomes a necromancer. its fine

35. the extremely predictable sun/moon dynamic. the contrasting colour schemes. I rest my case

36. the slowburniest slowburn of over 20 years with the best emotional payoff. i deserve to see it

more to be added cause your girl is only 20-something eps in 🤡

#2020 #mitski’s i will plays in the distance

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maepolzine · 6 years

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DC Universe: Joker and Harley Quinn are not #CoupleGoals

This is one of those topics that have always irritated me from the DC universe. And really got under my skin when Suicide Squad came out. Joker and Harley Quinn are not #CoupleGoals. Yes they are a couple, but no they are not the couple that you should look up to when you are thinking about what you want your relationship to be. If anything, they should be the example of what you don't want your relationship to be. It is the prime example of an abusive and toxic relationship. I'm not just going to be focusing on their relationship from the Suicide Squad movie but from all of DC franchise (comic books, animated series, etc.).

Suicide Squad has a lot of deleted scenes and considering they had a whole separate movie planned out then changed it to match more of the "Deadpool" aesthic a lot got left out. Such as just how abusive Joker and Harley Quinn are towards each other. One example being Joker trying to kill Harley and then she casts him aside for her new teammates. But since that didn't make it to the final cut, let's look at the other key moments that define their relationship and show just how NOT #CoupleGoals they are together. Though you have to admit they are a match made in Hell.

Arkham Asylum - Harleen Quinzel to Harley Quinn

From the moment Harley Quinn met Joker in their first therapy sessions in Arkham Asylum, Joker has been playing Harley Quinn to his advantage. If you know the origins of Harley Quinn, you know her real name is Dr. Harleen Quinzel and she was a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum. She had became a psychiatrist to understand her abusive criminal father, similar to that of the Joker. So when she is assigned the case of the purple-suited socipath, he manipulates her into falling in love with him by telling her stories about his own abusive father (whether true or false, but likely the latter) in order to gain her sympathy. Thus allowing Joker to escape Arkham and causes Harleen to lose her license. Harleen recreates herself as "Harley Quinn" so she join Joker. This is a prime example of Gaslighting. If you've never heard of the term, it's a psychological term used to describe a form of mental abuse wherein the abuser leads his/her partner to doubt their own sanity, orientation, identity, and/or memory, thereby allowing them to manipulate the victim into a state of dependence.

Chemical Dump - Harley Snaps

In the New 52 reboot of the comics, it is revealed that Joker takes Harley to Ace Chemicals. The very same factory where the Red Hood (Joker) was on a heist that ended horribly in which Joker fell into the chemicals causnig his skin to become bleached. This is the moment that defines when Harley Quinn "snaps." New 52 shows the event from Harley's perspective whereas Suicide Squad shows it from Joker's. In New 52, Joker pushes Harley Quinn into the chemicals taking away much of her responsibility for what she turns into. Whereas, in Suicide Squad Harley jumps in herself.

Dark Knight's Animated Series - Love for Harley vs Batman

Throughout the series you can see Joker treating Harley Quinn poorly. For instance, after Joker is foiled again by Batman and is working at his desk on his next scheme Harley climbs up in her lingerie and says "Aw, c'mon puddin'... don't ya wana rev up your Harley? Vroom, vroom!" To which Joker pushes her off of the desk. When she continues advances towards the Joker, he kicks her out of the hideout.

In this same episode, Mad Love, Harley decides that the only way to get Joker to love her is if she managed to kill Batman. When she captures Batman, and shows Joker what she has done. He is livid that Harley would even try to kill Batman herself. As she is interfering in his relationship with the Dark Knight and throws Harley out of the window. She states that she is done with Joker for good until she receives a bundle of flowers with a "Get well soon" card and her love for Joker is resurrected yet again.

Trapped in a Rockey - Harley Leaves Joker

Pushing Harley off of a desk isn't the full extent of Joker's abuse. On multiple occasions he has attempted to murder Harley Quinn. One of these occassions involved trapping Harley in a rocket and launching her away. Joker mentions to Harley that he hates having feelings for her as it distracts him from his chaotic ambitions. So he decided to rid himself of Harley once and for all. Harley, however, is able to control the rocket's direction and crash land in Robinson Park where she meets Poison Ivy. After becoming friends with Ivy, she decides to leave Joker and began heists with Poison Ivy. Which Joker sees as a sign of open rebellion against him. Though Harley Quinn does not fall out of love with Joker. She also has relationship with Deadshot while she is apart from Joker. And at one point in the comics, after Joker goes insane (even further) and takes off his face. He is presumed dead. Harley Quinn steals the face then puts it on Deadshot so she can talk to "the Joker" and try to understand her grief over his seeming death. Though of course he did not die and returns in the future.

Harley Goes Back to the Joker Time and Time Again

The Joker offers her a bushel of roses. Which would seem like a pretty normal romantic gesture if they had not been filled with lit TNT. Harley is able to escape before the explosion kills her. She then rationalizes to herself that her boyfriend just has “commitment issues.”

While in Brian Azzarello and Lee Bermejo's 2008 graphic novel Joker, Harley Quinn is mistaken as a stripper in front of Joker. To which, Joker rips off all of Monty's skin and throws the skinless body onto the stage in front of the audience. Which we see similar behavior in Suicide Squad, where Joker points a gun at a guy who looked too long at Harley Quinn. In that same graphic novel, Joker openly cries to in Harley's lap further showing that at some layer he does care about Harley if not dependent on each other in some way. Whether just provisive in the Joker's case or obsession as it is in Harley's case. Both of these are shown as well in Suicide Squad and the Dark Knight's animated series. Joker time and time again hates when he doesn't have Harley Quinn around or if she's around someone else. And Harley is overly obsessed with the Joker.

But no matter what they do, they are still abusive towards each other. In another instance Joker drags Harley into a cellar where he has the previous "Harleys" all dawning the same black and red colors. He tells her there have been Harleys before her and there'll be more Harleys after. She is chained up and left for dead with the lie that she's just one of many. Though from what we can gather, she's the only one but he manages to convince her with all the skeletons.

Family for Joker and Harley

There are two key instances in which the dynamic duo start a family. There's the time where they brainwashed Robin into being their son. And the time mentioned in New 52, where Harley Quinn reveals she had given birth to a daughter.

In the first case, during the animated film Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker, Joker and Harley Quinn have kidnapped Tim Drake (the current Robin) and transform him into a mini-Joker. They spent three weeks torturing and brainwashing him, thus turning him into Joker Jr. or JJ for short. Though when Joker tries to have JJ kill Batman, he kills Joker instead... granted Joker doesn't actually die from this.

In the second case, in New 52 some time after Suicide Squad Harley reveals to Black Canary that she has a daughter with Joker named Lucy who lives with Harleen's sister. Apparently she became pregnant and left Joker for nine months so she wouldn't get in the way. When she returned Joker pretended he didn't notice her disappearance.

There are other moments of abuse in their relationship but these are just some of the key ones that show just how NOT #CoupleGoals they are.

#comics #comic book #dc comics #joker #harley quinn #couplegoals #relationship #fandom #suicide squad

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