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vexelier-suix-cipher · 3 years

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"Could you do Teruteru, Hifumi, and Ryoma getting drugged by a love potion and falls (even harder) for the reader (who has already fallen for them)?"

100% I can!! :D

Warnings: Mentions of love drug/potion, slight obsession(?), and swearing.

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Hifumi Yamada

•Proceeds to rant about how amazing Hifumi is

•Fanfic boy loves you very much!! (Though he did his best to hide it)

•It felt like when a cat loved it owner. Celeste went out the window. This man would get on his hands and knees for you. 🙇🏽‍♂️

•You also loved him very much!! (Literally Taka had to keep Mondo from lunging at you two and screaming "JUST DATE ALREADY!!")

•Oh but what's this? A drink on his desk after a hard day of drawing and writing manga?

•Well of course he drank it!! He chugged that drink and felt quite satisfied after.

•And back to work he goes :›

•He had some music on and his script for his next manga, scribbling out the sketches for his newest manga when he felt the sudden urge to go see you.

•It was nothing too new. Could've been he just wanted to show you the script for his manga!! A beta read!

•So Hifumi happily found you and sat you down, showing you the script for his manga!

•He felt a bit- different.

•He felt like he needed to have you in his arms.

•He needed you closer.

•He needed- you.

•The even more clingy behavior continued for a few days.

•Though you didn't mind, you did find it a bit strange.

•Why was he so clingy?

•You already read this script-

•And read that one too-

•Didnt he have things to do?

•He was going to fall behind in his schedule if he continued like this!!

•So when you saw him walking over to you once again, you pulled him to the side and questioned him.

"Hifumi, you've been acting kinda strange these past few days. Are you okay? Don't get me wrong, I love having you by my side but you're going to fall behind in your schedule."

"Well...I don't really know how to explain it. I feel like I've got to be with you all the time!! A-And I'm getting work done!!"

•He huffed and whined for a while longer as you continued asking him things before he got frustrated with himself and finally blurted it out

"Fine!! Fine. I like you, okay? I have for a while a-and I just didn't know how to tell you-...I found this drink on my desk one day and now that I think about it, it could've been one of those love potions that I've been hearing about...could've made my feelings stronger.."

•He started muttering towards the end but you could understand the gist of it.

•You reassured him it was fine and that you accepted his feelings.

•Which was returned with a loud,

"HUH?!? YOU DO?! WHEN- HOW-"

•*Once again has to calm fanfic boy down*

•After calming him down (again) you went over your own feelings.

•He had the brightest smile on his face I swear

•He just couldn't hold back!

•So he picked you up and held you close, hugging you sweetly

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!"

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Teruteru Hanamura

•AGGRESSIVELY RANTS ABOUT HOW AMAZING HE IS

•Love Potion exists?

•He probably bought it.

•This boy is already so head over heels for you it's absolutely adorable.

•He 100% cooks for you.

•Breakfast? In bed.

•Lunch? Made your favorite food.

•Dinner? You can eat with him! :D

•And his food is just 😩 to die for

•He does his best to tone down the sexual comments a bit, though he can't help if one or two slip out!

•Compliments you every 5 minutes no lie.

•Though he does turn cherry red if you compliment him

•If you allow petnames, he WILL call you darlin' and sugar the most.

•Now for the fun part

•He was most likey cooking and was working with the oven.

•Ovens hot. His clothes are pretty hot.

•So he stripped got something to drink out the fridge

•He blindly took a glass out the fridge and drank it.

•Drank the damn love potion-

•He knew he accidentally drank it. He read the label he had put on the glass right after he drank it.

•Unlike Hifumi, he tried staying away from you

•Poor boy doesn't know how to show such strong feelings :(

•He still does cook for you though

•And leaves you little snacks

•Did yelp when you came into the kitchen once without him knowing (it's true I was the dust on the oven window)

•Alot more fiddly and nervous when he has to go ask you something

•His gaze is towards the floor and he's playing with the ends of his scarf as that adorable accent decorates his speech

•Hes so nervous oh poor baby

•You found him scurrying everywhere once trying to find his hat when you had to point out it was on his head-

•He was so embarrassed-

•He apologized and walked back towards the kitchen

•He cooks his feelings away

•That is alot of food-

•Once he disappeared into the kitchen you went after him

•You had been wondering why he ran away from you every time you saw him

•You were worried :(

•As he went back into the kitchen, he paused hearing someone else's footsteps.

•He turned around and jumped slightly when he saw you

•Begin the anxious southern rambling and questions.

"O-Oh! S/o! What brings you to the...the kitchen??"

"Teru, what's going on? You keep ignoring me."

"W-Well I don' mean to cher' I-Its just I' been kinda stressed lately a-an' I don' wanna bother you with tha'-"

•Oh sweet boy almost cried just talking to you

•He wanted to confess so badly!!

•He just wanted to hug you and bury his face into your neck!!

•But he was so scared :(

•After a good talk, the confession just slipped out of him mid-sentence

"I already apologized cher'..."

"C'mon Teru, what's been REALLY happening with you?"

"W-Well...the truth is I accidentally drank a love potion and since I love you so damn much it strengthened my feelings...I-I didn't wanna make you uncomfortable so I stayed away in case I-"

"Did you just say you love me?"

"I-I did..?"

•Oh certainly he did. And when he realized, he apologized 10x more.

•You had to shut him up by squishing his face

•After a good explanation about you loving him too, he clung onto you with a laugh.

•He sat in your lap (and after some consent) kissed your face all over, muttering a soft 'I love you' after each kiss

•You two sat together like that for quite a bit, just laying in each other's presence

"Thank you so much....you don't know how much that means to me...how much YOU mean to me..."

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Ryoma Hoshi

•Ah yes. Tiny, edgy, ex-tennis, cat loving, deep voiced boy

•Where do I start?

•Lets start with

•He's absolute shit at feelings.

•Like really.

•He refused to believe he fell for you.

•His heart was racing? No it wasn't. It's probably because he was out of breath.

•He's flustered and blushing? Kinda hot in the room y'know.

•You get the point.

•He hates the fact he fell for you. He doesn't know what to do.

•He lost almost everyone he ever loved before. Why would this be any different? He didn't want to put you in danger.

•Ryoma hanged around with you though. He was a bit quiet but he went basically everywhere you went

•No one really messed with you when little man was with you.

•This was okay. He could hide his feelings. You wouldn't be in danger and he wouldn't ruin his relationship with you.

•Then the world announced a love potion was now available!!

•Ah shit.

•That damn Kokichi.

•All he wanted was some water and that little panta-loving gremlin switched it out with the new potion.

•He had already chugged around half the bottle before he realized it wasn't his juice.

•Ryoma would've just left it at 'Oh I just poured the wrong drink in' if it wasn't for Kokichi coming up to him about an hour later.

"Nishishishi....how's the love potion working Ryoma?"

"The what."

"Oops~"

"You little-"

•Kokichi went to the nurse with a bump on his head from Ryoma hitting him with a tennis ball.

•You thought Teruteru hiding away was bad?

•Ryoma refused to leave his dorm.

•He came out at around lunch time to get food, go to the bathroom, and then back to his dorm.

•No one was allowed in.

•He could feel the effects of the potion working.

•He wanted to get out and cling to you so badly. It almost physically hurt

•Fucking hell-

•Him. Ryoma Hoshi. The guy who basically gave up on life, wanted to run into your arms like a little kid.

•He almost cried.

•Of course you were worried!! He locked himself in his dorm without warning!!

•And he refused to talk to you!!

•You came to his dorm door almost daily, trying to pry open the damn door.

•With no avail.

•Goddammit.

•It wasn't until a few weeks later which he made a plan.

•He'd confess and leave right after.

•If you said no, that would be the end of it.

•If you said yes, ...well he didn't really plan that far.

•Ryoma met up with you at the back of the building, looking down at the ground as he heard your footsteps.

•It took a minute of small talk before he started speaking

"Listen, Kokichi switched my drink out a few weeks ago for that new love potion they're selling. I already had really strong feelings for you but with the potion they increased. I know you probably don't feel the same way but I wanted to tell you because it was starting to get too out of hand for me."

•He rambled on a little about how you would never like him and that he apologized for having such feelings and-

•You yanked his beanie down to his face, letting out a small huff.

"Ryoma Hoshi you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to confess. You're an amazing guy Ryoma, and I really do wish you confessed sooner since I feel the same way. Now shut it with all the sad shit and come here."

•You told him, tugging him closer by the sleeve as you engulfed him in your arms

•Ryoma felt like his face was on fire. Butterflies in his stomach and a giddy, tingly feeling throughout his body

•He let out a low chuckle, hugging you back and sighing softly

•This was nice. He felt....loved.

•He liked this feeling quite a bit....he had missed this feeling quite a bit.

"Maybe I should've confessed sooner."

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AHHHHHHHH I HOPE YOU LIKED IT-

I absolutely adore these three.

If you want me to add or fix anything just say the word!!

I had a great time writing this!!

Thanks for requesting!!!

-Vex ∆

#ryoma hoshi x reader #ryoma hoshi #hifumi yamada #hifumi yamada x reader #teruteru hanamura #teruteru hanamura x reader #danganronpa #dr2 #goodbye despair #danganronpa x reader #thank you for requesting!#-Vex ∆

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shotorozu · 3 years

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heyyy, i was wondering if you could do hcs of what it’s like to get 🍃 high 🍃 with shinsou, mina and jirou (separately) as their gf or s/o. like, if they’re really talkative or quiet. if they just chill and have high thoughts or play games or smthn. or if they get handsy w their gf or s/o 👀

you can totally ignore this if ur not comfortable with writing abt w33d tho :)

🍃🍃 with their s/o

character(s) : shinsou hitoshi, ashido mina, jirou kyouka (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used (but afab reader) quirk not mentioned

warning(s) : drug use, a lil handsy but no precise descriptions

headcanon type : mildly spicy (x reader)

note(s) : aaa i never really wrote about weed before so if i get stuff wrong, cut me some slack 😔

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shinsou hitoshi

he doesn’t change a lot when he gets high

i wouldn’t say he’s overly talkative, but he’s not completely silent either. it’s almost like high shinsou is a slightly modified shinsou

but one things for sure, he does get hyper sensitive of his surroundings, and sound (and also touch, but that’s for you to find out tbh)

like,, his vision will slightly become clearer?? everything around him just suddenly looks a lot different to him

it’s really chill with him— almost to the point he’d fall asleep

but 🍃 with you is such a different story

when he’s alone, he prefers to play video games while he’s high on 🍃— the experience is just so much better to him.

but he ditches all of that once you’re in the picture— shinsou will chuckle as he watches you take a hit, dilated eyes zeroing in on you

i don’t think that he’ll even care if you’ll blow the smoke in his face 🗿 because right now, he’s focused

chair? we don’t know what that is— because he’s immediately pulling you onto his lap. he wants you close

please play with his hair, like,, rn. do it. he’ll groan because like i’ve said— his senses are HEIGHTENED.

the chances of him becoming handsy with you also increase— by a lot. sometimes, he doesn’t even know where the neediness came from

one hand will stay on your hip, and the other hand will move under your shirt, and he’ll just feel the skin there

“stay still,” he’ll say— more like command really, his hand only moving higher, and higher, and higher

shinsou will even start playing with the buttons of your pants, the string of your sweatpants— or just whatever your bottom’s made out of

but at the end of the day, it’s really up to you if you want to take things further, the outcome will always be satisfying.

ashido mina

mina’s definitely a loud person when she’s high

giggles a lot too

sensible isn’t in this girl’s vocabulary anymore, because she looks ZOOTED as hell

asks a lot of questions— like a lot of questions. if a question pops up in her head, she’ll just say it

it doesn’t make sense most of the time

also the type of person that’d do their makeup while high, and it either turns out really good— or really bad

one time, she used lipstick as foundation, and mascara as her lipstick 💀 it was funny when you found her the next day

speaking of which— she gets so touchy when you smoke 🍃 with her, and her comments will start to get bolder (but its not in a weird way)

“DAMN‼️ LOOK AT YOU GO‼️”

“mina, i was just asking for another joint” 🗿

she’ll always be your hype woman—

but wow, she’s also somewhat a tease when she’s high??

don’t ask her to pass you a joint 🗿 she’ll pass it to you with it in between her teeth— and she’ll only let you have it, if you take it by the lips too

loves using your thighs as earmuffs— and she doesn’t really care if you have thick thighs or not. just,, thighs as ear muffs!

sucks on your skin— sometimes it’s done playfully, sometimes it has,,, other intentions

also, mina’s body temperature gets SO much hotter, to the point that she’ll try to remove her shirt (that is, until you stopped her)

on a much more innocent note, one out of three times— mina will initiate slow dancing with you when you guys get high

with a hand on your waist, and another’s holding your hand— she’ll slow dance with you

but the song in the background is probably roman holiday so 💀 it’s not very romantic WEIWJSM

jirou kyouka

mood swings

jirou’s a mix of shinsou and mina.

she won’t be terribly loud, but she won’t be stoic. she seems quite normal at first glance but the blush on her cheeks is a dead giveaway

she’ll be that person that’ll be sad while listening to sad music, and happy while listening to upbeat music

jirou, while listening to pluto projector : 😔

jirou, listening to likey— which was the next song on her playlist : 💃💃‼️‼️

will probably try to rap while high, but it really never works 🗿

jirou looks so gone when she’s high, i swear— the room kind of swings every 6 minutes when she’s high

and she’ll be like :000 what the hell is happening

when she’s 🍃 with you, she’ll try to keep herself under control (which kind of fails) because someone has to have an idea of what’s happening here.

but she’s so relaxed with you, so she can’t help but let loose around you.

out of all of the characters i’ve mentioned, she’ll be the only one that slightly has a sense of what she’s doing

when it comes to being touchy anyway.

she’ll have a tendency of becoming touchy, i’m talking about hands under your shirt, and her face buried in the crook of your neck

but she’ll snap out of it when she realizes that her hands are roaming

“woah woah, im high rn.” she’ll comment, also while her hands continue to roam around your body— so she’s not making much of an effort to stop herself

her voice also becomes really raspy when she’s high so— she uses that to her advantage, and sweet talks you

“thanks for being here, Y/N.” she’ll whisper, not long before she starts muttering the first song that she thinks of <3

it’s sweet but please, when she sobers up— she’d be so embarrassed of herself 💀

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likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

i do not own bnha/mha and it’s characters. boku no hero academia/my hero academia belongs to horikoshi kohei, i only own the writing and i do not profit off of my hobby

do not plagiarize, reupload, translate, or use my works for audio readings without permission

#bnha x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #mha x reader #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou x y/n #shinsou imagines #ashido mina x reader #ashido x reader #ashido imagines #ashido mina x y/n #shinsou hitoshi headcanons #mina ashido headcanons #jirou imagines #jirou kyouka x reader #jirou x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff

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lostkrbkaccount · 3 years

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Bakusquad YouTuber AU: Part One!

Mina: hey, what's up guys? It's Alien Queen! Today is super special cuz-

Denki: we got a joint channel!!

Sero: wooo yeah!

Baku: tch idiots, they know it's joint, Eijirou has been tweeting about it none stop!

Kiri: sorry babe, I'm excited! Making videos with our squad!

Jirou: okay so now they you're all introduced, let's do something!

Mina: Wanna tell us the plan, Dynamite?

Baku: today we are baking without a respice. We have 2 hours to make a cake. The teams are Mina and Jirou-

Mina: yes!

Jirou: we so got This!

Baku: Sero and Kaminari-

Sero: can we put [bleep] in it?

Kami: dude you can't say [bleep] were trying to say monitised

Baku: and finally me and Ei, because I hate you idiots. Also nobody is putting [bleep] in the cakes, I don't want anyone getting high.

Kiri: let's go!

[Mina and Jirou]

Mina: we are making a chocolate cake, because everybody loves chocolate.

Jirou: do you have the butter?

Mina: no?

Jirou: I need the butter

Mina: where is it?

Jirou: I don't know- damn it Kaminari- gimme the butter!

[Sero and Denki]

Denki: here just take the damn butter- no ow- have mercy please!

Sero: we're making a carrot cake, because why the hell not?

Baku: [off camera] ugh Why?

Denki: it's not your turn to bake, so zip it blasty!

Baku: [off camera] you do know there's no actual carrots in a carrot cake, right?

Sero:.....sh*t

Kami: then why the f*ck is it call a carrot cake? This is bullsh*t!!

[Baku and Kiri]

Baku: we are making a red velvet cake because-

Kiri: because anything red velvet is sexyyy- ow!!

Baku: quick messing around!

Kiri: you bonked my head!

Baku: it won't be the only thing I bonk you f*cking dumbass!

Kiri: ohhh, me likey-

Baku: quick flirting with me and gimme the sugar-

Kiri: *kiss* this sweet enough for you? Huh baby? Want more? *kiss*

Baku: I swear to god I'll [bleep] you so fucking hard then [bleep] [bleep] you [bleep] I'm gonna [bleeeeeeeep] and that's a promise!

Kiri:

Baku:

Kiri: we'll be right back..

[Mina and Jirou]

Mina: oohhh I wanna dance with somebody- pass me some coco

Jirou: here- I wanna feel the heat with somebody!

Both: yeahhh I wanna dance with somebody- with somebody who loves me

[Sero and Denki]

Sero: so I've tried to pick out as much carrot as possible.. still some in there-

Kami: it'll give it flavour- oh f*ck

Sero: Oh f*ck what? What's oh f*ck?

Kami: too much cinnamon..

Sero: Oh f*ck

[Baku and Kiri]

Kiri: just one, please!

Baku: it I give you what you want can we continue baking?

Kiri: yes!

Baku: Fine! *kiss*

Kiri: more!

Baku: you said-

Kiri: can we just quit and go make out instead? Pleeeeaaaaseeee?

Baku: no!

Kiri: we can have sex?

Baku: you're not f*cking me until we win. If we're having sex today, it's gonna be victory sex!

Kiri: bring it on, babe!

Mina: [off camera] we're gonna get so many questionable comments..

#bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #bakushima #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #krbk #bakusquad #youtuber au

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zombiegurlmode · 4 years

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Camren is a dead ship. Get over it bish.

I thought about whether i truly wanted to write this or not. Then again, i thought to myself, this is my vent area i will write whatever the hell i want. You no likey you getaway from me. Simple fact of life right?

So a little background story before we dice the meat and butcher it into pieces. Sony is one of those companies that i hate to love and love to hate. It all started with their almighty creation the PlayStation. Such a phenomal brand that it paved the way for the revolutionizing the gaming industry we know of today. And then lo and behold sony is also famed for killing off its own brands by their lousy marketing efforts or failed attempts. Exhibits A to C: sony vaio, sony erickson, PS Vita (probably one of their greatest massacre of all time). So when i learned that 5H were actually part of the Sony umbrella corporation, (ooo this is a reference. Hint: refer to my handle) all i could think about is who’s the next victim. Well we got our casualty right?

Anyway, next stop on our background story is i’ve heard of 5H way before i’ve learned of camren. I mean i couldn’t even be bothered whoever the hell are the members of 5H were. All i know is that i really liked their song work from home and then I listened to their other songs and appreciated some of their other songs while others not so much. Personally, i just thought of 5H before as another run of the mill generic knock off version of Spice Girls. Funnily enough, they did their own version of Spice Girls. Then i came across never be the same and instanly liked it. I never even knew that she was a former 5H member. Honestly, i still couldn’t be bothered at that time.

Fast track a few months or a year, i had a major setback with my sexuality. I encountered a colleague of mine whom i have developed strong affections for. This totally knocked me off my orbit and bothered me since A) she’s married and B) i’m in denial. I mean at the back of my head i already knew since i was young. I was just suppressing it. No need to go into details since most of us are on the same boat on this. You know the usual ploy of disasterrific coming out agenda and the whole enchalada. So to eleviate some of my concerns, i even ended up consulting professional help from a friend of mine who is practicing professionally. I learned from her that there are even conversion camps to somehow “change us back to normal”. Creepy if you ask and i’m even downplaying it. Anyway, i saw in a facebook post one of my friends attending a pride march here in the Philippines. So i gathered my courage and spoke to her and ended up coming out to her.

Fast track again, she introduced me to camren and the rest is history. I was hooked, lined, and sunk with this dead ship. And i haven’t been the same ever since. I read Bashuda’s post here (hope i got your name right). An open letter to lauren jauregui. And all she’ve said, i’m willling to bet most camren shippers underwent too. We are all looking for that special kind of love that knocks us out of our orbit, takes our breath away, and drives us crazy up the wall. The all consuming type of love that you know is worth every damn fight you’ll have to go through. And somehow, we shippers see that in camren and gives us the hope and courage that the love we all seek do truly exists in this otherwise selfish, relentless, and brutal world we all live in.

So now unto to the main agenda, Lauren’s live or podcast or whatever we call it now with becky g. All i got is that she doesn’t like being called daddy. I concede defeat you shippers arguing in wattpad can now be laid to rest. It’s now finally settled straight from the horse’s mouth. We now can definitely without a doubt say who tops. Hahahaha. Ok, just kidding. I just couldn’t resist. I mean she had it coming. I’m just feeding my crazy self. Although, you know she did say daddy’s get your sh*t *wink wonk*. You know I wouldn’t mind being called a daddy hahahaha. Again couldn’t resist. At this point, i’m just twisting her words and being playful.

Since i can’t control myself from taking shots at her words, let’s continue on with my tomfoolery. Lauren again gave us another proof. This time she proved herself again that she is in fact a living breathing meme. And this meme came into my mind:

Literally no one: ....

Lauren: you know camren is not real blah blah blah

Cs: who even ask about camren? It’s a dead ship. You said it yourself it’s not real. Get over it bish. (Honestly lauren. Joke’s on you bud)

Ok, ok, all kidding and lousy jokes aside. What i truly can take away from all her passionate speech is this LJ1 IS COMING!!!!!!

I mean denying camren again? Real shocker. News flash to me. Really i swear i almost had a gay panic in the office no less. Honestly lauren it’s 2020 and covid is out here doing it’s thing and your back reliving a dead ship no less and retelling yet again the same things you’ve said before. Oh don’t get me wrong tho. I am not downplaying in any way what you have to go through. I mean come on for crying out loud my front is still in the closet quaking like a damn moron. Look what i truly do not appreciate is why is it about the cs again huh? Come on, it’s not like we tag you in all your accounts to chant our undying faithfulness to our ship that has been turned officially into submarine. Where our beloved captain may or may not be in hiding in plain sight or maybe our delusional minds are conjuring these thoughts. Neither do we publicly declare our posts or force anyone to believe in our conspiracy theory. We have a very dedicated community much like a dedicated server where we gather like cults and study our fine specimens... sorry i meant closely observe and adore our ship. We have a special place where we can commune and comment and make fun of our created fanfics out of the very fine figments of the numerous authors’ machinations. And yet here we are people trespassing on our free space and demanding to cease and desist this atrocious camren lunacy wherein you couldn’t just possibly stumble upon camren accidentally unless you were intending to. Because as i’ve mentioned before i’ve heard of 5H and camila cabello way before i encountered the anomaly of camren. I even searched about 5H because of camila cabello’s involvement in the group. And not in one of those searches did it yield to camren. Not until i was introduced to it by a friend. And now i am clearly a camren fiend.

Anywho, quite obvious to me that the marketing for LJ1 has begun and we are now all entering the hook phase by drawing in attention by creating new drama or reliving or reenvisioning past established conflicts to fit into the narrative. Well i’m excited for its official release and that’s all i have left to say now. Have a pleasant day everyone. The madness had finally ended here.

#lauren jauregui

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spnfanficpond · 4 years

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Static (series) by @peridottea91

peridottea91 is going to single-handedly convert me to like series. I just re-read this gem and had to share it. In another life, she could have been a writer on the show, she’s so good at getting the characterization right for our boys. This OC, too, is an intiguing, layered personality that adds an extra dimension of mystery. And the whole story is perfectly woven in with canon. Two thumbs up. A must read.

Wish (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

It’s just a drabble, but it made me feel so many things in so few words. I don’t even know what to say about it, other than it’s brilliant and if you love Dean Winchester, you have to read it.

Bad Medicine (oneshot) by @deanwandamons

This was lovely, and hot, and it made me giggle.

Nominated by @risingphoenix761

Because You’re Worth It (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

I love a good crack fic, and I love some good Samwena content, so this is right up my alley. And a great mix of funny and fluffy!

Kings Don’t Kneel (oneshot) by @slytherkins

Few things in fic give me as much joy as Tara writing Crowley, and she hits all my favorite spots in under a thousand words. Struggling with emotion is hard enough for an unfeeling demon, but grief and loss–and the pain of knowing those emotions are unacknowledged–are enough to bring anyone to their knees. Beautiful and succinct, and all the angst!

Nominated by @peridottea91

Heaven (oneshot) by @evansrogerskitten

This fic is so beautifully written and just really captures Dean’s personality while still smacking you in the face with the most amazing “and then I saw her” moment!! Best still my heart!!! And the whole SamxEileen subplot!! The whole fic is just *chef’s kiss*

Nominated by @impala-dreamer

The Sun (oneshot) by @crashdevlin

It’s just amazingly beautiful. Short, sweet, and full of wonderful emotion. I loved every single word.

Nominated by anonymous

Dive In With Me (oneshot) by @sp-oops

This was a gorgeous, genuine account of the reader and Sam finally, FINALLY crossing that hurtle.

Coming Home (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

Lou builds us a story with such detail and precise ache that we forget to breathe. She teaches Dean, repeatedly, that he deserves to be happy.

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

Val started her Demon!Dean x OFC series like a building storm. Miriam Bard is a fellow hunter, another older sibling with more internal demons than she cares to name. Sam calls her in on an old favor. Before long she doesn’t know if anything is real or who she can trust. Dark fic, so good!

Shattered Breaths (oneshot) by @dontshootmespence

Nicole dove deep for this kink bingo fill, and it is well worth every word. See how the Omega reader learns to trust the Winchesters and just what it takes for them to give up protecting themselves and lean into possibility.

Nominated by @the-girl-who-runs-with-winchesters

Devil May Care (oneshot) by @becs-bunker

This was such an interesting plot idea and amazing storytelling. Not that I had expected anything less from this talented author, of course.

Rough Ride (oneshot) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

A fun quick and very heated oneshot that made me smile at the end :)

All About Lovin’ You (oneshot) by @deanwanddamons

You know me, I can never let a month pass without diving into some angst, nor can I resist praising a fellow guppy for their amazing work. And this one’s got both! I got sucked in right from the start. It goes from heartbreaking to heartwarming, and from hot right back to sweet.

It’s About Time (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87

I randomly came across this one and it made me smile so much. Probably one of the most inventive ways to play matchmaker that I’ve heard so far.

Nominated by @dontshootmespence

For Better or For Worst (series) by @stusbunker

She does intrigue like no one else and doesn’t get the love she deserves!

Marked (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock

This is so fucking vivid it's ridiculous. There's smut, there's angst, there's sweetness and it's all maddeningly good.

Nominated by @negans-lucille-tblr

Desire (onsehot) by @princessmisery666

This fic is the very definition of smangst and I loved every second of it. The fact Stacey claims she can’t write smut baffles me when I read this fic 😍

Dirty Little Secret (series) by @pink1031

Whenever I’m asked what my all time favourite fic is it’s this one. I didn’t read rpf before this but it pulled me in and I’m so glad it did! It was just incredible and gave me my obsession with the idea of dating J2.

Nominated by @lovetusk

Me Likey & We are real (oneshots) by @impala-dreamer

They were both fantastic and on point. Drunk Dean is a rare and beautiful sight, and there’s nothing I love more than comforting a down and out Sammy. Well done.

Nominated by @impalaimagining

Currently Thinking About Jensen... (oneshot) by @negans-lucille-tblr

This is such a short and effective little piece of smut. The way it teeters on the edge of absolutely and filthily inappropriate puts it on a whole new level of dirty. I am a huge fan of last-line punches to the face no matter what the genre is, and that’s exactly what this is. It leaves you begging for more in the most desperate way. It’s a quick read but it gets the job done.

Midnight Confessions (oneshot) by @katymacsupernatural

I love the way this fic has the reader second guessing herself even though she has no recollection of doing anything to upset the guys. I’m always here for an appearance from Sam to push his stubborn brother and their bunkmate in the right direction. Admittedly, I am a sleep-talker, and I’ve said my fair share of embarrassing things (including yelling at my husband about wanting a grilled cheese at 3am), but if I could just once have something I said in my sleep get me a kiss from Dean Winchester? Hell yes.

Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitch

Coming Home (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

This is a beautiful heart wrenching story showcasing Dean’s desire for love and need affection and how few times he actually receives it. Denying himself of what he needs, until he doesn’t.

Unspoken (oneshot) by @deanscherrypie

A wonderful little drabble about how Dean lets you know he loves you without saying anything at all. Such a beautiful line… “All his broken pieces matched yours with mosaic complexity, and somehow you found a new kind of home within each other.”

Don’t Need An Excuse (oneshot) by @amanda-teaches

A beautifully crafted story from Dean’s POV about his girl and the tender loving moments in time that couples share. And, damn that ending, my poor heart.

Nominated by @there-must-be-a-lock

Anything And Everything (oneshot) by @rockhoochie

This fic honestly just took my breath away. You can feel the longing and wistfulness, and the writing is superb. There’s so much depth and detail here, it feels real and vibrant and lived-in, in a way that very few fics do. AND I love she writes Dean’s POV.

He Is, Therefore I am (oneshot) by @stusbunker

All I can say about this one is BROTHERS BEING BROTHERS. It's totally stream-of-consciousness, and it really does feel like you're in their heads.

Leaving Heaven (series) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Such a badass, snarky narrator with a distinctive voice, and her Demon Dean is dark and awful and sexy as hell, and there's so much depth and nuance in their interactions.

Golden Hour (oneshot) by @fangirlxwritesx67

It's straight-up wish fulfillment, fluffy comforting goodness, and I think everybody needs a little bit of that in their lives right now.

Nominated by @princessmisery666

The Question (oneshot) by @girl-next-door-writes

Death by fluff and it was so worth it !! This was perfect, of course Sam has some grand plan to propose and of course it doesn’t go to plan but ended up perfect anyway!! Was fun and sweet, loved it!!

Carry On (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage

I love Rhi. I swear everything she writes, even AU’s, could be canon!! Characterizations are always on point, stories are engaging and make me feel something every time. This one is no exception. If I could I would send it to the writers to show them this is how the show should end!!

Kings Don’t Kneel (oneshot) by @slytherkins

A small drabble from Tara and as always it gave me all the feels. It could be canon, if anyone asks me I will tell them this is exactly how Crowley felt. This made me sad and I totally wanted to hug Crowley and tell him it would all be okay.

Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Cocky (oneshot) by @stusbunker

Sexy, fun, and real. I love your Dean, Stuie!

Golden Hour (oneshot) by @fangirlxwritesx67

Comforting and cozy and swoony!

Nominated by @littlehotmess26

Until The Day I Die Again (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss

Mel writes Dean x Benny amazingly and this fic is one of my favorites.

Happy Birthday, Baby (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss

This was a birthday gift to me and it was soo good. Mel did a great job.

This Isn’t One Of Mine (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87

Dawn stepped out of her comfort zone for this one and it turned out phenomenal.

Goodbye, Sweetheart (oneshot) by @sorenmarie87

This fic is heartbreaking and I absolutely love it.

Nominated by @kate-huntington

While You Sleep (oneshot) by @foreverwayward

A heartwarming little fic about Dean living the domesticated life we all wish for him. The writer has a very clever way of storytelling and the end might come as a surprise, only adding to the emotion it already brought along.

Findings (seires) by @kathaswings

This is one of my favorite series out there and I revisited it recently. The overall story arc is a mystery I just had to unravel and I couldn’t put it down if I wanted to. The bond between Dean and Mackenzie is so precious. Writing a child isn’t easy. I’ve read plenty of books and seen plenty of films in which the maturity that was added wasn’t natural, but this author handles the Mac’s dialogue amazingly well. What’s also interesting is the jumps from point of view between Dean and Y/N, giving very personal perspectives on the gripping story.

Heartbeats (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

I’ll start by saying that I don’t ship Dean and Cas together, but I do appreciate the people who do. What this little piece of art does is incredible, however, because while I was reading, I found myself rooting for them. The writer does a great job by using the literal human heart as a backbone of this story. Intriguing and very well executed.

Everything That’s Yet To Come (oneshot) by @fictionalabyss

The author took me by the hand through this moving little one shot, which feels like a collection of greatest hits and wishes come true. It offers peace and closure not only for the older Winchester brother, but for the reader as well. Beautiful piece of writing.

Take A Drunk Girl Home (oneshot) by @amanda-teaches

Dean taking care of others; it’s his nature and shows what a kind soul he truly is. The situation sketched here is no exception, and it’s softer than one can imagine. The pace is steady and the balance between fluff and comedy is just right. A lovely read.

The Demon Inside Of You (oneshot) by @foreverwayward

Curing Dean from the demon that he has become proves to be difficult when he’s so hard to resist. What else is hard to resist, is this beautiful pitch black one shot. I don’t read Demon!Dean fiction often, because it still feels foreign to see the character that I love so much turn into something so evil. This however, is so gripping and well written, that the darkness swallows up the beholder. Rough, hot, sad, narcissistic, all these ingredients packed up in one hell of a story.

Curves And Edges (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage

This equally sweet, sexy, funny and sad story is a big shout out to all women who think they don’t meet the beauty standards and feel like they will never be good enough to get noticed. It is one thing to replace a name with Y/N and call it a reader’s insert; it’s a gift to make every person reading this feel like they are the character in this story. The author handles every woman’s insecurities with grace, making her words both relatable and soothing. Her spot on version of Dean reminds us that we are beautiful, desired and unique.

Watch Your Fcking Mouth (oneshot) by @impala-dreamer

Dean falls under a frustrating curse, and it’s the most fun I’ve had in a long time. I was wheezing, couldn’t breathe and died laughing. It’s astonishing how the writer can juggle comedy and sex without the two ruling each other out. An uplifting read.

Life For Rent (series) by @winchest09

Conspiracies, deceit, crime. A strong family bond, blossoming love, oh, not to mention the sex. This series is intriguing beyond imagination and certainly not just another mobster fanfiction. The writing is smart and I could tell from the first paragraph that it’s loaded with hints and foreshadowing, but I couldn’t pick them out. This triggers a curiosity like an itch I can’t quite scratch away until I finish reading this story. And so I wait eagerly and drop everything the second a new chapter comes out. An absolute must read!

When You Least Expect It (series) by @coffee-obsessed-writer

Talking about an epic love story, but it’s so much more than that. The music that plays such an important factor, the setting that is Seaside. The fabulous supporting characters Bri, Rob, Jason and Jared, the wardrobe, not to mention the wonderful little gems and details that this author weaved into the story, showing how much love she has put into it. This is without a shadow of a doubt my favorite RPF I’ve come across.

Nominated by @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish

The Unexpected (oneshot) by @impalaimagining

The desperation and neediness between characters is just…I can almost feel through the screen. And the gif at the top of the post is the closest thing to porn Tumblr allows now is HOT.

Criminal Love (series) by @kalesrebellion

This mob fic has a lot of things going for it: mob!Dean, big brother Benny (which I didn’t know I needed in my life, but apparently I do), mystery, and a unique way of incorporating a lot of familiar faces from the SPN world. It’s 6 chapters in and I am DYING to see what happens next because the last chapter left me shook!

Unplanned Parenthood (oneshot) by @erins-culinary-service

This fic makes me long for more canon dad!Dean because he’s just so good at it and it feels like it would fit in so well. The author nailed the family vibes and I love that she found a way to make it canon plausible (something I just can’t seem to grasp in my own writing); well done, doll.

Changes (series) by @katehuntington

This fic is super unique as it is like a series rewrite, but rather than using “Pilot, Wendigo, Dead in the Water” etc., Kate is writing her own episodes! Episode 1 just wrapped up, with my personal favorite being part 10 because the characterization of both Winchester brothers felt so spot on to me. Zoe, the amazing OFC and star of this fic, might be the coolest person ever and I wish she was my best friend. Heads up though, this is not your CW Supernatural; it’s darker, dirtier, and probably a lot closer to what the Winchesters’ lives are actually like.

Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

The Man on the Side of the Road (seires) by @supernatural-jackles

This is a seriously awesome Dean AU fic! Both Dean and the reader have so much baggage, but they’re working together to fix each other and it’s just BEAUTIFUL. It’s a series, and I can’t wait to see how it ends!!!

Nominated by @emoryhemsworth

Never Alone Again (oneshot) by @dissect-me

This author was kind enough to take the time to write about a recent trauma I discovered happened to me as a child and how Dean would react/comfort me. It’s powerful and really helped me. ❤️

Nominated by @fangirlxwritesx67

Laissez Les Bons Temp Rouler (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

M is the kind of author that is the reason you have the “four recs per author” rule because otherwise I would just be submitting her entire masterlist every month. For a talent like MJ, all it takes is a photo to spark an entire story. This photo of Jensen was particularly inspiring, and MJ did it justice. Hot, drunk, sexy, just UGH.

Where Is My Shiny Gun (oneshot) by thoughtslikeaminefield

Do you love Dean? Do you love Donna? Do you love Sam? Does your mouth water and your knees go weak just a little thinking about all 3 of them together? Do you need some generous, consensual, sunshiney, smutty love? Then check this out.

Leaving Heaven (series) by thoughtslikeaminefield

Demon Dean meets his match in the most compelling OFC I’ve ever read, bounty hunter Tazi. Where to start with this series? MJ works some of her best magic yet, seamlessly weaving the story into the show we know so well. Her Dean is brilliant, as always, every supporting character spot on. The action is tight, the murder wrenching, the sex smoking. And as good as it is, as perfect as Dean and Sam are, as impatient I am for every chapter .. I would read it all just for Tazi. Tazi is an OFC worthy of novelization: tough, sarcastic, sexy, and fully realized. She’s so beautiful and broken that you can’t help falling in love with her as you read. If I could ask everyone to read just one SPN FF ever, it would be this one.

Three Bad Ideas (series) by @there-must-be-a-lock

She’s just getting started on her Everything prequels but, by every indicator they will be JUST as filthy as the original, with even more emotional depth and character development. Frankly it’s HOT and heartbreaking and her voice for Jared is so, so good, and so is Jensen, and I’m just all over this love story. I screamed at her when she published, that if I didn’t know what came next, I would be HEARATBROKENED (that’s how excited I got, that I forgot how to speak.)

Ocean Eyes (oneshot) by @there-must-be-a-lock

The ocean is my Happy Place and I’m a sucker for Sam so this fic just hit all my sweet spots. A lot of us are looking for comfort fics right now and this is uniquely heartwarming.

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

I KNOW this was nominated last month but there are more chapters and it just keeps getting better! For every question that the story answers, it asks two more. Also, it’s started getting smutty and whoooooooo boy.

Anything And Everything (oneshot) by @rockhoochie

I don’t even remember why this lovely lady was asking for prompts but I sent one that I think was, listening to records, first kiss. I had long since forgotten when she dropped this 8K word MASTERPIECE on all of us.

It’s such a sweet in-character Dean, but a relaxed side of Dean that he deserves and we don’t really get to see. It’s soft and sensual and just… you can feel it while you read.

Nominated by @manawhaat

Sex Ed (oneshot) by @cleighwrites

This is a type of wincest I’m not sure I’ve experienced before, but I can say without a doubt that I fucking love it! It’s your classic little brother Sammy looking up to Dean. It’s the show. It’s their relationship to a T, but with that little bit of helplessness that makes Sam feel like such a fucking kid! I don’t even know if my normal wincest loving self would call this actual Wincest, but wherever it falls on the radar, it’s wonderful!

Passion (oneshot) by @bohowitch

This is poetry in motion, just like Sam is. This is a beautiful, firery, perfect ode to all that is Sam Winchester!

Neptune Rising (oneshot) by @atc74

This is such a clever and refreshing AU! I don’t think I’ve ever read one like this and both characters are nuanced in such believable ways. It’s not too long, so you should definitely take a sec to check it out!

Shackled (series) by @itmighthavebeenintentional

What can I say about this series other than HOLY FUCK!! It’s got twists and turns and secrets and guilt and worry and drama and excitement and passion and fucking everything you want in a good, juicy, keep you on the edge of your seat kind of story!

There’s a feral brutality to the way she portrays Demon!Dean in this that is actually scary and makes me nervous in real life. I find myself looking around the room when I read this, pulling my feet in from off the side of the couch as if this version of Deanmon is gonna snatch me up if I’m not careful. It’s intense and SO. DAMN. COMPELLING. And it’s not even a fucking reader insert. I find myself worrying about Miriam (the ofc) at random parts of the day long after I’ve finished reading the latest chapters...

This series is a fucking MUST READ!

Celibacy, Interrupted (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Any fic with Jody x a Winchester is my jam, but this one is like, no bullshit, just fantastic interaction and sultry, perfect ‘smut’. Goddamn. This leaves me in a pile of goo not even for myself, but FOR JODY!

Let Go (oneshot) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

So bdsm seems to have been a theme in my life for the past month and I don’t know why, but this fucking fits the bill. I recently dodged a bullet with a ‘dom’ (read: a bossy guy who wanted nudes who ignored care and consent) and this fic is like, the complete opposite of what I experienced. I’ve read and done research and talked to enough people to know what real bdsm looks like and that saved me, and this fic only reinforces that proper bdsm lifestyle.

It’s gentle yet firm, and it forces you to let go of control even when you feel like you HAVE to hold onto it. That force caught me off guard when I read it, but it makes so much sense, and every aspect of this really, truly is well thought out and spot on, good, caring bdsm. If you’re interested in it, this is a great place to start your reading and research!

When 2 Is Better Than 1 (oneshot) by @wi-deangirl77

Not only is the smut fucking glorious in this, but Ketch’s gentle nature is 100% what makes this for me! I’m not used to reading him as gentle or caring and having him work with Dean in this to help the reader, not to fill his own needs, but truly coming at it from a place of care and worry, melts me into a pile of gooey feels.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

These are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

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Alright! Let’s get started!

This is actually copied and pasted from my main blog, where I posted this last night. From here on out, though, I’ll be posting them on here first and then re-blogging them on my main blog, because I can.

And, fair warning, I get very excited and very into this show, so the reactions list will probably be pretty long. XD

And now, without further ado, let’s watch 15x14: Last Holiday. <3 <3

Oh we’re starting!

...did I miss the “then” title card?

Oh wait there it is.

Dude we’re going FAR back on this “then”. I wonder what that means?

My poor baby crying again. :(

DEAN’S APRON OH MY GOD I’M DEAD! XD XD <3 <3

“It was. In the 50s.” Point taken.

My poor baby. :( :( :( :(

Oh so killing Amara is officially a plan? Okay then.

“I’ve killed Hitler.” I can’t believe he’s still talking about that! XD

Actually I can believe he’s still talking about it, I take that back.

DEAN WITH THE MARIO BROTHERS OMG!!

Okay, I know this episode has something to do with them celebrating holidays because of a fairy or nymph or something like that, and this is already feeling like a light-hearted, fun, domestic Winchesters episode. I hope it stays that way. <3

Have you tried turning it back off and turning it on again? Hit reset.

HE READ MY MIND!

MEAT MAN!! XD XD

Ummm...okay then.

Also SCOOBY-DOO UNDIES!!! DEAN YOU DORK!! XD XD <3

In case you haven’t figured it out yet, Jack is my favorite and Dean is my second-favorite.

“Language!” “That’s it I’m getting my gun.” XD XD

I can already tell that so many of my reactions are probably just gonna be me quoting and then laughing. XD

They don’t seem very concerned? Shouldn’t random people not be able to get in?

This lady is such a mom omg.

Mrs. Butters? XD

Wood nymph. Got it.

“Shouldn’t you be in the woods somewhere? Nymphing?” XD XD (P.S. That was my mom’s favorite line in this episode. XD)

You what now?

Necessities of life?

Hmmm….I like her, but she weirds me out. Something is off.

Dean’s “oof that’s awkward” face. XD

“2020.” Hearing that year said out loud just feels...oof. Just oof.

Poor nymph…

Wait, haven’t we seen those symbols before? Maybe I’m making that up.

HA! “It’s kind of been one apocalypse after the other.” He’s not kidding.

OOOOH!! HERE COME THE HOLIDAYS!!!

WAIT WHAT IS THAT TELESCOPE THING?

WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT??!! A MONSTER radar??!! Dude WHAT?! Man, they’ve needed something like that for YEARS!

Wait wait wait...relatively nearby….it’s not gonna ping because of Jack is it?? SHE’S NOT GONNA HURT JACK IS SHE??!!

Oh okay nevermind. Just a vamp nest.

Say what now?

We can...that just...umm...okay then??

“Heck...heck yeah.” XD XD XD

Yeah I’m with Sam on this one. She seems innocent, but, like…

Dean does have a point though.

But also things like this never last. It’s too good to be true.

MY BABY!!!

“She’s probably harmless, but just in case, watch yourself”?? Dean that was a terrible way to do that but okay.

Snickerdoodles. XD

My poor baby looks so lost. :(

I mean...Dean makes a good point there. But also the son of Satan is adorable and she’s suspicious. But anyways.

“Ignoring your trauma doesn’t make you healthy.” SOMEONE FINALLY SAID IT OMG!!! XD XD XD <3 <3 <3 <3

...Jack is hiding something? IS JACK HIDING SOMETHING?!

...do we know what Jack is hiding??

The only thing I can think of is that he knows about Cas’s deal with the empty, but he had a soul when that happened, and it wasn’t really eating at him then. Is it eating at him more now for some reason??

IS JACK HIDING SOMETHING??!!

Jesus christ this is gonna bother me…

Okay but when has that ever actually worked, Dean?

Awww….

I’m guessing they didn’t tell her he’s a nephilim? If they don’t really trust her--which they don’t--they shouldn’t. Is there a chance she knows already? I feel like she wouldn’t be acting like that if she did.

Vamps watching a movie with vamps. Classy. XD

...ew…

At least they’re drinking from bags instead of from humans I guess?

Nice slicing at the same time, boys.

Huh. Well. That was easy. Too easy?

CHRISTMAS! XD <3

THE TRAIN OMG!! XD XD <3 <3

Their faces. XD

HER DANCE!

Okay she’s kind of adorable not gonna lie.

“We are so keeping her.” XD XD

DEAN’S LITTLE EXCITED HANDS ON THE RAILING OMG I’M DEAD!! XD XD <3 <3 <3

If I can’t get adorable Jack right now, I’m okay with adorable Dean. XD <3 <3

Sam is still suspicious, but Dean is totally into it.

“Enjoy the world you’re fighting for.” That was really quick and so subtle, but d*mn that’s a good line.

MY BABY!!!!

HIIIII JACK!!! I MIIIIISSSSSED YOOOOOUUU!!! <3 <3 <3

Uh-oh. I don’t like the way she said “what are you”. DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH MY BABY!!!

“He’s a millennial.” XD XD

DEAN IN THAT NIGHTGOWN OMG!!! I know it was in the promo photos, but seeing it in the context of the episode is even funnier. XD

Sam’s gagging at his bro’s “down there” bits lol.

Oof. She is VERY absentminded by Jack and whatever he is. No likey.

...hmm. I still don’t trust her with Jack.

“Poppycock”???

HA!! “I’m worried about your cholesterol.”

And Sam and Jack’s little smiles at that omg. <3 <3 <3

“We got one!” IS THAT A HILLYWOOD PARODY REFERENCE/GHOSTBUSTER REFERENCE??!! Because IT FEELS LIKE ONE!!!

The way they’re running to their rooms to get ready omg.

And that cut to them being dressed and going.

LUNCHES!! XD

Their faces! XD

The cinematography in this episode is AWESOME. Go Serge Ladouceur (and yes, I looked that name up. XD)

No crusts. Blessed knives. “I just waxed it.” She IS a mom!

Wait no. Take Jack with you. I don’t trust her with him.

“What shall we do with you.” LEAVE HIM ALONE IS WHAT!

Oh. They’re doing dishes.

WAIT DON’T TELL HER THAT JACK!

...I don’t like the way she’s talking to him.

Oof. Mary. *gags*

Jack you’re adorable and I love you but please stop being so gullible and stop sharing so much personal information.

WAIT NO! I know you feel guilty, but DON’T TELL HER YOU KILLED HER!

...dangat.

...oh. That was actually super sweet, and honestly the EXACT thing Jack needed to hear. ...maybe she’s not so bad?

...wait what? She just...pulls those out of thin air?

Ha! Another hunt

THEIR FACES WITH THE LUNCHES! ESPECIALLY DEAN’S!! XD

Aww! Thanksgiving! <3

Where is Cas during all this? Talking to his angel friends I guess?

That finger gun at Sam omg.

It’s so EASY for them wow.

Halloween! Fitting given our current season.

Their little smiles awww!!

THE BEERS TOGETHER HOLY FRICK!!! IT’S JUST LIKE WHAT TEAM FREE WILL 2.0 DID WHEN JACK CAME BACK! AND what the boys and Mary and John did in Lebanon! NEVER GETS OLD!! I LOVE THIS FAMILY!! <3 <3

...I still don’t necessarily trust Mrs. Butters. BUT I LOVE SAM AND DEAN AND JACK!

Those faces for the lunches just get better and better.

GRENADE LAUNCHER!!

MJOLNIR OMG NO WAY!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE HE STILL HAS IT!!! THIS EPISODE HAS SO MANY EASTER EGGS OMG!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Also that is an AWESOME shot.

BIRTHDAY!! Awww… <3 <3

OOF. Poor Dean. XD

Jack’s laugh and then immediately being like “oop” and bringing his head down but still chuckling when Dean glares at him I CAN’T. XD XD

I LOVE THIS FAMILY!! <3 <3 <3

AWW!! She made extra for him!

Okay, I like her. But I’m still cautious.

Oh. THERE it is.

What’s she doing??

Jack’s got you lady.

My mom is wondering why she has to walk away to make another smoothie when before she was just producing them. I’m wondering if maybe she has to near the ingredients to whip it into a smoothie magically, but that seems weird...continuity error?

Get her, Jack. My smart boi. <3 <3

My Mom: “You better hurry it up there, Jack.”

Oh it’s evil Men of Letters dude. NOW I get why we went that far back.

Oh! AND the Thule. NOW I get why Dean mentioned killing Hitler again. Wow. Nice connections on this episode all around. Go writers.

...she did what now?

WTF??!!

HOLY FRICK!!!

HOLY S*** HOLY S*** HOLY S***!!!

Do NOT ask about tea or cookies after you just pulled sh** like that.

On a more positive note, the way Jack just said “son of a bitch” out of nowhere like that is so adorable because he, like, NEVER swears, but also that’s Dean’s saying and it just proves that he’s taking after his dads and just already growing up and AHHHH I LOVE HIM!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

Also Jack please go tell your dads what you found.

Okay so during the commercial break, my mom and I looked up wood nymphs and had this big discussion and here’s kind of what we came up with:

So we were trying to figure out if wood nymphs are supposedly evil, and we didn’t find much, but they do have super strength (which explains her ability to rip off that dude’s head…), and the ability to control wood and nature, which might explain why she can pull smoothies out of thin air.

So then we saw on the SPN Wiki page for this episode that part of the description mentions that the wood nymph would do anything for her family, and that makes me wonder if she has, like, ulterior motives to protect her wood nymph family? But also, she said the Men of Letters were her family, so that translates to Sam and Dean now, right? So theoretically, she wouldn’t hurt them, she’d be trying to protect them. Which means they should be fine, because she only hurts threats. But then my mom pointed out that maybe she considers Jack a threat and that’s a really good point, so now I’m worried all over again. She’s still acting weird with him, and even though I did like that little advice she gave about second chances, maybe it’s all an act? My mom thinks she, like, poisoned his sandwich or something with anti-nephilim juice in order to try to hurt him, but that was before she knew he was a nephilim, right? I don’t know. I think my mom makes a really good point. I hope my baby winds up being okay. :(

Okay. Back to the episode now.

Ahhhhhhhh noooooo. Where are the boys when we need them?

Wait, DATE?? EILEEN??!!

No. He isn’t. Go away.

Sam look at yoooooooouuuu. <3

But also please take a moment to notice how uncomfortable your son is and ask him what’s wrong please and thank you. (And yes, I will keep saying son thank you very much.)

Ha! She wants him to get a haircut just like Dean does. The joke’s about Sam’s (and, by extension, Jared’s) hair will never not be funny.

Ha! “Language.”

YES!! EILEEN!!!

YES SAM!! GO GET YOUR GIRL!!

DEAN! XD

Okay the Sam and Eileen thing is adorable, and Sam and Dean’s banter is hilarious, but guys...look at your son please and thank you. :(

I’m so torn between wanting Sam to just be happy and enjoy himself and wanting him to help Jack ahhhhhh.

Sam can go on his date. I’m sure Dean can handle it.

Roses! Nice touch.

Ha! Dean with the supportive big bro action.

Such. A. Mom.

“Boys.”

Wait nooooooo.

Okay but Alex’s acting right there...tip top. So subtle. Jack is trying so hard to be sneaky and warn Dean about what he saw, and the way Alex is conveying pure panic but also showing how sneaky he’s being is AWESOME.

Also that little “sh*t” or “da**it” or whatever it was that he mouthed? Somehow so cute and makes me so worried at the same time.

“The Dean Cave”?? XD XD

Dean I am BEGGING YOU, please take a cursory glance at your son.

...da**it...

The subtitles say “suspenseful music plays” XD XD

Wait Jack noooo. Don’t go after her alone! Chase Dean instead!!

NOOO!! NOT IN THERE!!!

She’s totally gonna trap him in there.

...what?

She’s being so condescending shut the fudge up.

What? No.

Does he still not have a soul? Is that what he’s hiding? That wouldn’t make sense.

Oh wait. I get it now.

HE IS NOT!!! SHUT THE FUDGE UP LADY!!

LADY STOOOOOP! HE DOESN’T NEED YOUR SH**!! HE ALREADY FEELS GUILTY WOULD YOU QUIT IT??!! :’( :’( :’( :’(

HEY! NOT COOL!

I HOPE SOMEONE RIPS YOUR HEAD OFF B***H!!

They’re not. They know he won’t now.

SHUT UP LADY!!

HEY!!! STOP IT!!! LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!

TAKE HER DOWN JACK!!!

He IS family!

...ummm...what??

GOD DA**IT!!

...my mom literally just said “told you so” about the poisoning. ...which also explains why she walked away to make another smoothie, because she WANTED him to find the video, says my mom. And yes, my mom was right, AND I HATE IT!! SCREW YOU LADY!! LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!!

It IS safe you B**CH!!

HE’S NOT A MONSTER!!! :’( :’( :’(

DA**IT!! DEAN PLEASE DO SOMETHING!!

Ha! He’s so excited about the sandwich and it’s adorable.

But also save your son!!

...wait what?

She’s...she’s really just gonna out herself like that?

Ha! YES!

Aww...Dean’s so disappointed. :(

BUT! He’s sticking up for his son! Because even if he’s mad at him for everything that happened to Mary (but also get over it, because she sucked anyways, Dean XD), of course he’ll still protect him.

Ha! The way he just takes it away…

Aww...poor baby. :(

He’s so disappointed. He deserves better. I feel bad for him. :(

HE IS NOT! SHUSH!

Aww...looking at the sandwich, but making the right call.

AWW! He’s trying. Best of both worlds.

Take the deal, lady.

DA**IT!!!

SERIOUSLY?!

SERIOUSLY???!!!

Screw you, lady.

HEY! NOT FAIR!

He is NOTHING like his father, thank you very much!

Well...now what??

Oh thank god, Sam’s home. He’s smart. He’ll find a way to get them out.

Her calling him Samuel is both hilarious and annoying, somehow. I think it’s only annoying now because I hate her with what she just did to my boys. XD

OOOOF.

She gonna out herself again?

Sam’s face when she said that about good news and bad news. XD

I suppose the benefit of having a bad guy who thinks they’re doing the right thing is that she’s not trying to hide it. So hopefully, if she outs herself again, Sam can deal with it a little better than Dean did, knowing Dean was not very successful lol. Dean let his love of her food get in the way. XD

She DID out herself!

Ha! “You were always the smart one.”

YES! Good job, Sam. Starting off strong. <3

YES! GOOD JOB SAM!! Nice manipulation.

Ha!

Can’t believe she’s asking about the date.

Actually yes I can. XD

Wait, why don’t WE get to hear about the date? I WANNA HEAR ABOUT THE DATE DA**IT!

Well, DUH, Sam, you think they don’t know that?

Dean OMG!! XD XD

SUPPORTIVE BIG BRO!! XD XD

In Dean’s defense, he knew she’d wait for Sam, so...it’s not like they were REALLY in danger.

Do NOT try shooting her. Are you kidding me right now?

...really Sam? REALLY?! You’re going to try to SHOOT her?? You’ve seen what she can do, and you’re going to try to SHOOT her? She got the jump on JACK. POWERED UP Jack. Really? Call me crazy, but I feel like that’s not gonna work.

Yes. Yes he is. ...so much for Sam being the smart one.

I want to be mad at them for getting distracted by the holidays, but also I can’t exactly blame them given their childhoods, so…

Ha! The way they both react to the Boxing Day breakfast. Such brothers. XD

There ya go. Good plan. MUCH better than shooting her. Thank you boys.

WAIT WAIT WAIT!! Is this where we’re gonna get the “you sure this is gonna work” “let’s say yes” scene from the promo?? I THINK IT IS!! (Okay, so I MAY have watched that particular five second scene a million and one times because it had my boys in it, but I love them okay?? Sue me.)

Hey. Chill, Dean. Don’t yell at him.

Aww baby. :( :( :(

He doesn’t think you’re a monster. He’s just upset. :(

...uh oh. This convo is gonna be bad, isn’t it? :( :(

:’( :’( :’( :’( :’(

WAIT! “For a while” YES! THAT’S A GOOD THING!!

Oh wait. “Still am a little bit.”

“Evil Mary Poppins” XD XD

AWWW!! SEE JACK?! He DOES love you!! <3 <3 <3 <3

OKAY NEVER MIND THAT CONVO WAS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD!!! I need to break that down for a second.

That convo was short and subtle and to the point, but it says SO much about Dean and Jack’s relationship.

First of all, the fact that Dean decided to be honest with Jack instead of continuing to pretend everything’s fine shows how much he really does care about Jack and how much he still trusts him and loves him. He doesn’t open up often, and I’m glad he finally did.

Second of all, he may have been blunt, but there was so much affection hidden in the way he addressed all of that. I mean, he tells Jack that he used to be really mad, and he still kind of is, but then he reminds him that just because they’re in a rough patch right now doesn’t mean he wants to lose him. Yes, Jack made a mistake, and yeah, Dean’s finding it hard to get over it, but Jack’s family through and through, and that means that, no matter what, Dean’s going to look out for him. It’s the same way he treats Cas and, more notably, the same way he treats Sam. He’s giving Jack the family treatment. And THAT is a BEAUTIFUL thing.

All of that said, between all of the OG Team Free Will, Dean’s relationship with Jack will always be my favorite (probably mostly because they’re my two favorite characters, but also because they’re amazing together), so this convo makes me so freaking happy. <3 <3 <3 <3

Sam you are being not very sneaky.

SERIOUSLY SAM??!!

I take that back. Sam is not being smart about this. *eye roll*

UGGGGHHHHH.

WHERE IS CAS WHEN YOU NEED HIM?!

Actually quick side note, one that I’m adding now that I’ve finished the episode: not having Cas around TOTALLY makes sense. Explanation included in the review.

“Because you are my favorite.” XD XD XD

She shouldn’t still be making me laugh, but dangat she’s too funny. XD

Wait noooo. No torture allowed.

I KNEW IT!! I TOLD YOU!! I CALLED IT!! SCENE FROM THE PROMO!! XD XD <3 <3 <3

I LOVE DEAN AND JACK SO MUCH!! <3 <3 <3

Ha! Fixing his hands.

YIKES!

...but did the cuffs break at least?

HA! She actually converted him to not swear.

I love how Dean makes a point of swearing extra loud after he realizes what he did. I love him. XD XD <3

Oh frick, that didn’t break the cuffs? Are you kidding me? Stupid powerful magic…

OOH! Dean’s got an idea!

THOSE LITTLE SMILES I LOVE THEM!! <3 <3 <3 <3

OH SHUT UP LADY! Are you still talking??

...okay so...trauma.

Please listen to Sam.

YES HE IS SHUSH!

Just because he has blood on his hands doesn’t mean he’s not a kid. Just saying.

Okay so I kind of feel bad for her knowing what she’s been through, but also that does not excuse her behavior. However, I will take back what I said about someone ripping her head off. I suppose that isn’t really necessary.

That said, someone please do something. :( :(

WOULD YOU QUIT IT WITH THE FINGERNAILS SUPERNATURAL??!! I STILL HAVEN’T GOTTEN OVER IT FROM THE CHRISTMAS EPISODE IN SEASON 3!!!

My mom and I are both turning away owwwwwww.

STOOOOOOOOOOP!!!

Jesus Christ lady!!

“Pain is just weakness leaving the body.” Dean what?! XD XD

HEY! Smart! Way to go you two!! <3 <3

And still helping his son up YES! <3 <3 <3

Okay that could not have been a more in character moment between Dean and Jack right there. Between the “not so bad” and the helping him up and the helping him walk down the hall and Jack just following him along and I just...I LOVE THEM OKAY!! <3 <3 <3

AHHH!! SHE TOOK OFF SO MANY FINGERNAILS JESUS!!

SHUT UP LADY!!

YES!

...Dean honey that was the reset button…

There’s no way that did the job. Too easy.

Problem not solved!! Problem DEFINITELY not solved!!

Creepy green eyes!!

Oh she looks maaaaad. That’s not good.

HEY!!! What happened to not hurting family??!!

LEAVE THEM ALONE!!

Which family??!! Cause YOU’RE the one destroying them!

No he won’t.

“You hurt him, you hurt us.” GREAT line!! YES SAM!! <3 <3 <3

Oooh!! He’s getting to her!! <3 <3

Oop. There’s our backstory. Mr. Cuthbert wouldn’t let her go back. Not that I’m surprised, given what he did to Dean all those years ago.

Yes. Yes he did.

YAY! Dean jumping in to save his son. <3

NICE! Good call, Dean! <3

THAT FACE!! Jack’s face!! <3 <3

YES!!!! YES!!! GOOD JOB BOYS!! <3 <3 <3

Awww….poor Mrs. Butters…

Okay now I feel really bad for her. And a little guilty that I called her a b***h. I’m still kind of mad at her, but...her motives make sense.

Hey yay! She healed him!

Wow, this nymph is POWERFUL. Now that she’s nice again, can we, like, actually keep her? Cause that’d be an awesome ally to have.

Aww...Jack being the one to voice their forgiveness. So pure, especially since she was after him all that time. <3

Awww….Dean wants her to stay. He’s so upset. XD

But he also gets it. :) <3

OMG!! That shot with all three of them looking at her and those sweet little smiles they give her as she’s talking about home. There was just so much...genuineness in that! I loved it! <3 <3

Jack being the voice again. <3

Okay, she looks hecka cute in that outfit.

Oof. That makes sense lol. It would be way too easy if it didn’t revert back.

...inter what now?

Oh shoot...that just proves Chuck destroyed all the worlds...lovely….

Awww!! <3 <3

Ha! Her little words of wisdom to them! To reiterate: SUCH. A. MOM. XD XD <3 <3

Sam and Dean’s smirks at each other when she tells them to do the same things they’ve been telling each other to do for years--eat your vegetables and cut your hair. XD

Awww….that little extra nose crinkle and smile at Jack when she tells him to save the world. <3

I also just realized that this breaks my theory that anyone who meets Jack instantly falls in love with him because of how adorable he is. Though, I guess she’s a little different given that extra little motivation to protect her family in the only way she knows how. Plus, trauma.

Oof. Bye bye extra magic.

Aww...this convo between Jack and Sam. <3 <3

Aww Jack… :( :(

You weren’t stupid, baby. You all fell for it. :(

Aww….he’s looking for faith from Sam.

And Sam just gave it to him. <3

I know the line seems desperate, and in a way, it is, but the way that Sam gave him a little smile shows that it’s more than that. They are desperate, and Jack is their only hope, but also, Sam knows Jack can handle it, because he does have faith in him. It’s a short convo, but it says so much.

That tin has a birthday cake for Jack, made by Dean. Calling it right now.

“He loves that apron.” XD <3 <3

I KNEW IT AND I LOVE IT OMG!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

THAT’S SO ADORABLE!!! And that is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT Dean’s way of telling Jack that he still loves him, and that he forgives him. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

THEIR LITTLE SMILES!! <3 <3 <3

I’M SCREAMING!!! ALL OF THEIR SMILES AT EACH OTHER I FREAKING LOVE THIS FAMILY!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I SERIOUSLY LOST ALL FUNCTIONALITY JUST NOW TO THE POINT WHERE I’M ADDING THIS COMMENT LATER BECAUSE AHHHH!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

AWESOME ending shot. It’s a great way to end a much more light-hearted episode while also setting us up perfectly for knowing that things are about to get heavy and serious. I bet whatever Jack wished for, it has something to do with taking on God.

Okay, so...those reactions were a lot longer than I was anticipating, and I want to apologize, but also, I did warn you. XD That said, review time!

I loved this episode! It was absolutely hilarious, but also sweet and touching. It mixed some crazy and fun moments with some of the most subtly emotional ones, both negative and positive. I absolutely loved all the Easter Eggs, and I loved watching the boys have a chance to celebrate holidays in a way that they never have before, especially with Jack. The facial expressions in this episode killed me. Between all of the little smiles and dorky excitement, I was laughing and smiling right along with the characters. Some stand-out moments/things for me:

That convo between Dean and Jack. I already broke it down above, but seriously, I love how they did that. As a huge fan of Dean and Jack and their relationship, the way that those two interacted this episode was beautiful and really sets up the fact that they’re going to need to lean on each other for support as a whole family in the coming fight, and I loved that. <3

Sam going on a date with Eileen! <3 Initially, I had a theory that Sam and Eileen would end up together at the end of all of this, but when she left a few episodes ago, I threw that idea out the window and it made me sad. So the fact that they went on a date and got to see each other again--even if we didn’t get to see it--makes me so happy and brings back my hope that they’ll end up being together. <3 That said, I am 100% going to write a fanfiction of that date, since Supernatural chose to keep it from us. XD

The acting really stood out to me in this one. Maybe it’s just because it’s been so long since I’ve seen them doing something new, but I honestly feel like J2 and Alex nailed it even more than usual. I mean, their facial expressions were seriously so amazing in this episode. Between the really dorky moments and the subtle emotional moments, I felt like their faces were always saying so much and I loved it. <3

One thing I want to address is the lack of Cas. I know a lot of people were upset that he wasn’t in it, especially since the boys were celebrating so many holidays with Jack, and while I agree that it would’ve been beautiful to have him there, it makes perfect sense that he wasn’t there based on the trajectory of the episode and everything that happened. For starters, if Cas had been there, the wood nymph business would’ve been solved INSTANTLY. Cas is always extra suspicious of people, so if she didn’t trust him because he was an angel, the odds of her getting the jump on him would’ve been slim. And yes, she did poison Jack with the smoothies, but, as this episode continued to point out, Jack is still a kid, so he’s still much more naive and gullible. Plus, he’s upset and guilty and confused and just generally vulnerable now that his soul is back, so it was easy for him to trust and be manipulated. But if Mrs. Butters had tried to do the same thing to Cas, (and I’m picturing that one scene with the milkshake in Peace of Mind here) there’s no way he would’ve fallen for it. More importantly, with how worried he is about Jack, he would’ve been really vigilant about the way she was talking to him and everything, and he probably would’ve caught the poisoning long before it could really hurt him. And you can argue that Sam and Dean probably should’ve picked up on it, which is true, however, even they admit that they get distracted in the fun of it all. While it would’ve been great to see Cas in on the festivities, he wouldn’t have been quite as distracted by it as the boys were, and with his vigilance, there’s no way any of them would ever have gotten hurt. He’d be watching Mrs. Butters like a hawk, and the second she did something suspicious, she’d be gone. That said, I can understand if people want to say that’s dumb, because if they didn’t want Cas to defeat the villain so easily, they shouldn’t have had a villain that could be so easily defeated by Cas, and I’m sure some people feel like that’s a stupid excuse. To which I also offer this. After seeing those convos between Dean and Jack and Sam and Jack, and knowing that the episode ends with the three of them celebrating Jack’s birthday, Cas’s absence makes even more sense: this episode wasn’t about him. I love Cas, but it didn’t need him. See, Cas already has an undying love for Jack. While Cas definitely saw Mary as family, he never had the same emotional connection to her that Sam and Dean did--for obvious reasons. But he definitely had--and still has--a very strong emotional connection to Jack. He’s always been the most involved in being Jack’s father--again, for obvious reasons. But even after the Mary incident, it was Cas who went to find him, who tried to help him, and who wanted to protect him. Cas always loved him and always trusted him, and he always will. But Sam and Dean lost a lot of trust for Jack after what happened to Mary...and this episode fixed that. Because Cas wasn’t around, it gave Jack a chance to prove himself to Sam and Dean again. Sam had already pretty much forgiven him, but Dean was definitely on the fence. He even says it. But the fact that Dean had that conversation with him and said everything he did proves that Dean still loves him, and it gave Jack the reassurance he needed that, while Dean is still mad, he doesn’t hate him, and he doesn’t think he’s a monster. And while Sam and Jack were on pretty good terms, Jack was still worried that Sam couldn’t trust him--that Sam didn’t have faith in him anymore. But when Sam tells him that he knows he can defeat God, Jack gets confirmation that Sam does still have faith in him. And after all of that, after celebrating all of those holidays together, and having both of those conversations, to then end that with Sam and Dean celebrating Jack’s birthday? That’s what this episode was about. Sure, it was a silly monster of the week episode. Sure, we got some adorable and hilarious moments. And sure, we got to see them celebrate things that they never got to celebrate in a real way before. But underlying all of that, we got to see Jack become part of Sam and Dean’s family again. We got to see them bond. And knowing that this is right before they all prepare to take on God--Jack needed that. The boys needed that. They needed to all trust each other again. And the fact that they celebrated his birthday at the end proves that they do. They’re a family again. They have each other’s backs. They trust each other. And they love each other. And as much as I love Cas, and as much as I would’ve loved to have seen him be a part of their holidays, he didn’t need to be. But those three did. And that’s why Cas wasn’t in the episode. So, frankly, full points to the writers for making that happen. While they gave us a fun episode, and they may have left out a fan favorite character, it created an underlying theme that’s really going to matter as we get into the big stuff of Season 15. And that’s awesome.

All in all, I thought this was a great episode, and I’m so glad that this is how we get to jump back into the season. Not only was this episode hilarious and fun, but it was also a great set-up for the coming battle and for all the hard and serious things that are bound to come in the next several episodes.

Rumor has it that this was the last “silly” episode of the show, and while that’s a sad thought to think about, it totally makes sense with what they did with the episode, and frankly, I think it’s a beautiful silly one to have ended on and a great way to lead into everything that’s coming next.

My Rating: 10/10

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4th times a charm, am I right? okie so i need a Uvo x reader but the reader literally tries to challenge everyone and anyone don’t matter who the fuck it is. but Uvo has to like stop them because shit will be fucked. but the reader has a lovely weapon... a meter stick ( told you i would do it) and i don’t mean the flimsy meter stick i want the thick metal one because i want that shit to hurt when someone gets hit. so Uvo tries to stop the reader but he gets smacked by that shit

Okay J 🤣 I included your steel pole in there 🤣 hope you likey~

Uvo trailed behind you hurriedly, his hands reaching for you though you were too quick for him to catch. He'd come close a few times yet you were always just out of his reach.

Uvogin himself was rather barbaric, though he didn't kill just anyone for absolutely no reason. You, however, were the opposite. At first he found the rowdy quirk cute, what with you running around everywhere and shouting profanities at anyone and anything. Though with time, you slowly began to prove too much for him to handle. Something he never thought would happen. Uvo had no idea what the man had done to deserve such treatment from you, but he couldn’t exactly imagine a good reason for your outrage.

“Y/N!” he called out to you as you whipped around the corner, following close behind the poor man. You were directly on his heels, ready to pounce with the meter long pole in your hands.

“Come here you little fucker!” you slammed the pole down onto the mans shoulder, causing him to collapse in defeat. He toppled over and turned onto his back to look up at you.

“Please! I didn’t mean it, I swear!” his hand made to cover his face to block the pole. His apology wasn’t even taken into consideration as you plunged the steel directly through his chest. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, blood spilling down his neck and chest. A sick grin broke into your features, splitting your mouth delightedly. The man weakly wrapped his hands around the pole, a begging look once more thrown your way. You tilted your head and twisted, grinding through his body. His screams were like music to your ears. You hadn’t killed someone in ages.

Uvo arrived too late, the man already struggling for dear life underneath you. By the time Uvogin had managed to pull you off, he was already dead.

“What the hell y/n?” he asked, throwing you over his shoulder and glancing around the alleyway. The man’s screaming had been loud. Too loud. Uvogin knew he could protect you if anyone came around and called the police. The issue would be if you would even let him try.

“He deserved it, what did you expect when he was staring at me all side-eyed?” you piped up, bringing the metal pole with you on his shoulder. Uvogin rolled his eyes.

“That was it? You killed someone because he looked at you funny? I could have just said something you know.” Uvo wasn’t necessarily mad at you, though he wasn't too proud either. There were other ways you could have killed the man without bringing so much attention to yourself. He knew you probably just hadn’t thought of them. After all, like Uvo himself sometimes, the consequences didn’t concern you.

You flailed around against Uvogin’s body. He had to admit, your strength was surprising at times. When your fists made contact with his biceps and his chest, it actually kind of hurt. Though this only made Uvo more annoyed.

He switched your body up so he could hold down your arms and your legs against him. Your legs were thrown into the air for all to see your ass (which he wasn’t too happy about), but at least he wasn’t being kicked anymore. Stares were given due to the 8 foot man calmly strolling through the streets with a girl twice as small tangled in his grasp. You still hadn’t dropped that stupid pole. Your fingers were probably etched into the damned thing from holding it so tight, which told him there was no convincing you to let it go.

Uvo kept walking until he came out of the city into a more isolated town. Your struggle hadn’t weakened in the slightest as Uvo approached a large house near the end of the street. It was guarded by low-hanging leaves and branches of trees and was hidden behind the corner. Uvogin took you inside, letting you loose so he could take out anyone who was already occupying the space. A young woman that looked about in her mid-twenties popped out around the corner. Her eyes grew wide and she dropped her plate of food, though before she could scream, he already had her head within his hand, squeezing quickly to silence her.

A small scoff sounded from behind him.

“I could have gotten that!” you flung the meter long pole over your shoulder, a ‘hmph!’ resonating from your throat as you turned your nose in the air with your hand on your hip. Uvogin rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m sure you could have sweetheart, now just give me the-“ he was cut off by a harsh smack with the steel pole. You giggled mischievously. Uvogin glared at you.

“What the fuck was that for?” he made to grab you again, but missed as you jumped back out of his reach. You shrugged.

“For taking my kill~” you turned around, dropping the pole in the living room to wash yourself of the blood dripping from your legs. Uvogin let you go, refraining from following after you.

#Uvogin #meter stick #my work #request #hxh #Hunter X Hunter

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Appare 9 - 10 | Fugou Keiji 7 - 9 | Koi to Producer 8 - 9

Appare 9

Now that I have a subscription, I can actually be caught up with some anime…! (As in, I can access the episodes as soon as they come out on the streaming service without an additional wait.)

The birds are cute.

I ended up reading some spoilers on who Gil is…so now I can’t get them out of my head…

This anime really does remind me of the Amazing Race…right down to the breaks mandated by the higher-ups. (I’ll have you know, if you don’t know already, that I love the Amazing Race.)

If I heard the audio right, I think it said “900 kilometres” rather than “900 miles”…which is a bit of a difference.

Aw, poor Seth got his dreams crushed and that’s why he’s so uptight now…(partially sarcastic, partially genuine)

Just realised TJ wears bullets as a necklace…no wonder he never seems to run out of them (LOL…?).

I never noticed Dylan had an earring until now. It’s kinda cute.

“Life isn’t easy.” – I swear, my dad says the exact same thing.

The character on Xialian’s father’s outfit is the first character for “laundry” in Japanese. It means “to wash”, IIRC.

LOL, Thomas Edison.

Hototo the prarie dog came too, I see.

…thank you, Hototo the prarie dog, for not having to let me see Kosame’s butt. Then again, I wouldn’t mind seeing Kosame’s butt…*raises eyebrows suggestively*

Dylan is surprisingly aggressive. Me likey. *raises eyebrows suggestively*

Appare 10

The boat/car seems to be called the Appare…(geesh, Appare is a narcissist after all.)

Reisman really manspreads…it bothers me a bit. (LOL…?)

That whistling is kinda scary…when you can hear it. (Had to turn the volume on to get the right effect going.)

That one guy looks like Usagi from Aoharu x Kikanjuu! LOL!

…*some line about “mama’s titties”* - Uhhhhhhh…can we not with an insult like that?

Seems Xialian has studs as well. Why do so many anime characters have earrings…?

“Place of Safety”, my butt.

…wow, that is one nasty cliffhanger. I’m glad I jumped the paywall for that.

Fugou Keiji 7

Reading Japanese Wikipedia reveals the Kambe dad’s name in the source novel was “Kikuemon”.

One of the places Nakamoto (Cho-san) stopped at was an internet café.

The people in the background…Haru and Cho-san (older), right?

LOL, they even factored in the cost of the drones.

Fugou Keiji 8

LOL, Takei must know what COVID-19 lockdown feels like.

Naengmyeon. Never heard of it until now, but then again, I haven’t heard of a lot of Korean things.

Even the whiskey is accounted for in the costs, LOL.

Fugou Keiji 9

“There’s no door that money can’t open.” That’s what it means by “golden key”.

Ah, it’s basically the crowdsourcing thing from Lupin III!

Koi to Producer 8

…oh, that explains the stupid English name.

Ah, I just realised the eyecatches might be R cards.

Koi to Producer 9

Some of the scenes in the OP are probably SR cards.

Notice the “Curiouser and curiouser” on the billboard…

The one thing I haven’t figured out so far is Lucien’s Evol. I thought it was shields like that one, but I keep doubting myself on that.

Idiots, I know what “iridescent” means.

I always find it better when they adapt the main story, as opposed to what Merc Storia did by adapting event stories…that’s why, even if this adaption isn’t the best, it’s still something I treasure (and that’s not just because it got me to play the game, haha).

Why does Lucien want Protag-chan to be so passive – as in, avoiding danger outright, rather than attacking it? It’s a bit weird…(Lucien’s my favourite, btw, followed by Gavin, which is why I have these opinions. I’ve got two Victor SRs and Victor’s so tsundere, I can’t like him much.)

Have you noticed these boys have never met each other, despite Kiro being so popular and his Evol being as such?

Did Protag-chan put her shoes back on?

So…is Lucien’s power power copying? Shields?

Oh, a double personality. I should’ve seen that coming…

#Koi to Producer: EVOL x LOVE #Mr Love: Queen's Choice #Appare Ranman!#Fugou Keiji: Balance: Unlimited #simulcast commentary #Millionaire Detective #Chesarka watches AR #Chesarka watches Fugou Keiji #Chesarka watches Koi to Producer

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Happy NHPC Day!

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Chapter 1

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Spideypool / Peter Parker + Wade Wilson

Warnings: Non-graphic Violence, A paragraph or two of homophobia, A single homophobic slur

Word Count: 6,122

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Summary:

Peter and Wade have a tradition they've been following every Valentine's Day and National Half-Priced Candy Day for several years now. They patrol all day and night for Valentine's in their special "June-themed" suits, and on the 15th they spend their day cuddling, eating cheap candy, and napping to make up for the lack of rest from the day before. This year, though, Peter wants to do something slightly different for NHPC day. Something neither of them will ever forget.

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Hey guys! I know I haven’t written anything but D:BH here so far (and I may make a late Valentine’s thing for that fandom too), but it had always been my plan to be a multi-fandom account eventually, and I couldn’t miss out on the “Isn’t it Bromantic” Spideypool Discord server’s Valentine’s Day Challenge!

If Spideypool isn’t your thing, I totally get it and I don’t expect you to read this (and I’m gonna be making a post about what to do if you don’t want to see a ship or fandom you don’t like real soon), but if it is your thing, then Welcome! There isn’t much true fluff in this chapter, and this is kind of all over the place, but there absolutely will be tomorrow in the second part and things will tie together! So please hang in there, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

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“Spidey-poo! Spider-honey! Web-darling!”

Peter quickly spots Wade’s bright suit and rolls his eyes as he quickly and sternly shushes him, knowing the other super can hear him even if he’s on the rooftop across the street. He swings over and meets Wade on the other side with practiced grace.

“‘Pool, it is five in the morning and normal people are still sleeping! You can’t just yell like that!”

Wade, as expected by this point, completely ignores Peter’s halfhearted chiding and instead sweeps him up into a large bear hug as if they hadn’t just seen each other thirty minutes ago.

“My baby boy’s looking extra bi for this valentine’s day!” He spins them around a couple of times for good measure, then sets him down, keeping his hands on his shoulders. “Did you upgrade the gay suit? Because this looks even better than it did in June!”

A few years back, Wade had jokingly made a comment about wearing pride colors on patrol during the month of June, just to rub it into the “old bigots’ faces” and to get a good laugh. After a day or two of not being able to get that thought out of his head, he figured that if cops can’t be at pride, then at least Spiderman and Deadpool should be able to join in to keep the crime at bay.

As soon as he told Wade this, the ex-merc went all out. He made an entirely new suit for the occasion instead of just taping a flag to his shoulders like Peter was expecting. He argued that “How are the people supposed to know we’re there to help and support if all they see is the usual red with black and red and blue?” and admitted he already had designs for their pride suits ready to go for ages. Wade’s was based off of his pansexuality with all the red parts turned bright pink, the black became bright blue, and all of his weapons (most of them being non-lethal now, thanks to Peter’s insistence) replaced with ones that are bright gold and yellow.

That first year, Peter refused an altered suit, mostly because back then their relationship was newer and he was worried about somehow paying Wade the favor back. Although, he allowed Wade to make it the next year since the design for it was much more subdued than Wade’s by far, and he seemed to have so much fun in his new get up. For Peter’s suit, the blue stayed the same, the red became magenta, and his eye-pieces and web designs became purple all in tribute to his own bisexuality.

The next February after that was when Peter (not Wade, surprisingly enough) came up with the idea to wear these suits on their annual Valentine’s day 20 hour watch, just to show the heteros that they still exist outside of pride month.

That, and “Bi-derman” and “Pan-pool” slash “Dead-pan” are kind of a big hit, so why the hell not?

Peter hasn’t done much altering to his suit beyond repairs, but since last June, he’s completely remade the suit in a tougher material and made the blue and magenta more vibrant and the purple web designs darker to help with the contrast. He also made his eye-pieces white because holy hell was it hard to see through those darker lenses.

“You have a good eye, ‘Pool. Do you like it?” He sticks his arms out and slowly spins as he continues, “I remade it with the extra money from that raise I got a while back.”

Wade quickly grabs Peter and pulls him close again, this time letting his hands roam over the fabric. He can feel the appraise Wade is silently sending him, and the part of him that was worried about making the protective padding on his chest and gut look more muscular rather than lean settles immediately.

“Mmmyes. Me likey this a lot.” He takes a step back and pointedly looks Peter up and down, “Where did you even hide this? I swear I looked in our secret closet and under the bed when I definitely wasn’t snooping for my Christmas presents again.”

Peter rolls his eyes, and he bets that Wade knows it even if his eyes are covered. “If I told you where then I’d have to find a way to erase your memory, because killing you isn’t an option.”

“I dunno, babe, you just might kill me with this damn suit.” He hesitates, then flops his head back with a groan, “Fuck, you’re right, I only get to see it on you for a month and a day a year. How did you even get this level of muscle definition to show through your suit? You look like you do in some of the comics! Clothes in real life don’t work like this!”

“Bullet-resistant padding thanks to Tony and a lot of neat seam-work to make it look like natural muscle.” Peter states matter-of-factly, “Get me the materials and I could do the same for your suits, since I don’t think Tony will offer to give you any.”

“Nah. I don’t need it, and I don’t want to distract from this gorgeous bod’–” he cups Peter’s face “–anytime soon.” Wade gently places his forehead on Peter’s, letting their masked-noses bump. He ruins the moment by murmuring “Is there anything I can do to make you wear this suit in the bedroom?”

“No.” Peter swiftly turns and walks to the edge of the building, waiting for Wade to hop on his back.

“But baby...” the man in question whines, “You wear your other one–”

“Only sometimes and only when you distract me before I can completely change, and I don’t want this one ruined before I can wear it this June.” He ignores Wade’s pout and says, “This fabric is much harder to wash.”

“Ugh, fine. At least I get to watch you flip around some baddies today” he wiggles happily.

“You won’t if you don’t friggin’ hurry up!” he sing-songs, casting a web out in preparation to swing away.

Wade doesn’t respond, but his spidey-senses tingle a warning of something incoming, so he braces himself as his boyfriend leaps onto his back. He loops his legs over Peter’s hips and his arms around his shoulders, then they’re off.

They swing for almost 45 minutes before the duo hear their first cry for help of the day.

Peter hastily swings over to where they heard the woman cry out, and from there it isn’t hard to find her being held hostage by a man in a wolf mask (seriously, why a wolf? Could he only afford a mask from the halloween clearance shelf?) while a well-dressed man shakily pulls out his wallet. Wade drops in, and Peter pretends he didn’t hear the crunch of one of his joints twisting wrong during the landing. By the time Peter drops in to help calm the couple down, Wade has already knocked out and tied up the perpetrator. The couple thanks the vigilantes, then hurry off to the subway, eager to get back to a safer part of the city.

As per usual on their Valentine’s day “event”, they personally drag the mugger to the police station themselves. The police usually have enough on their plate as it is without Spiderman and Deadpool calling them all day to pick someone up if the duo can just do it themselves. Besides, it gives the couple a chance to interact with the public, even if that’s sometimes less-than-pleasing.

Thankfully, they don’t run into too much drama on the way to the station. A young man on the way to work stops them for a picture, admitting that he’s been excited to see the pictures of them in their pride uniforms online later today while a stranger scoffs at them, but that’s hardly drama and is completely expected.

When it starts getting close to seven o’clock in the morning, things start picking up. By the time nine rolls around, they’ve stopped two more minor muggings and talked someone down from trying to commit a crime, which doesn’t successfully happen nearly as often as Peter would like. They buy an ungodly amount of breakfast and hand a chunk of it out to homeless people before they spot someone trying to break into a window on the fourth floor of an apartment building. Peter goes to take care of it while Wade skips away to pass out more food.

“Yo!” Peter calls jovially as he climbs up the wall, “You know, this is extremely dangerous for someone who doesn’t have spider powers, so if you could just–”

His spidey senses suddenly warn him and he jumps to the left, narrowly missing a metal skewer to the shoulder.

“What the hell?! Do you know how dangerous it is to carry those around–” he dodges another one “–normally? And, like, you’re on a rickety– woah!–” He twists his body in order to not get hit “–rickety old fire escape throwing them, so–” He narrowly misses the next one “–Damn it! Would it hurt you to stop for two seconds! Why are you even getting into this specific apartment? There are easier and sneakier ones to get into!”

“My ex wife lives here.” He confesses, throwing another skewer, “She cheated on me with two other people, then divorced me and is trying to take everything! See! I’m not some low-life criminal, so just leave me alone!”

Peter wasn’t actually expecting an answer, but he can try to make-do with this.

“Do you have evidence of her cheating?” he tries, and it must work on some level because the man stops throwing skewers. Just how many did he have, anyway? And why skewers of all things?

The man nods, still hesitating on the next skewer. Damn it, he needs to think of something fast. Well, he doesn’t need to, but he’d rather not send this guy to the cops. He seems like one of the dudes he can calm down.

“Okay, well, do you know if the people she cheated on you with knows she’s cheating on them?”

The guy ponders this for a moment. “No, I don’t think so.”

“So… Why not try getting together and form a mini mob to maybe, I dunno, publicly humiliate her? Instead of breaking into her apartment or hurting her? Or both? Instead of making yourself out as the bad guy?”

“Ooo! Who are we publicly humiliating!” Deadpool calls from the bottom of the fire escape. “I want in on the action! I’m really good at scheming!” he rubs his hands together like some kind of mad scientist.

“Deadpool, now is not the time–”

“So you’d help me get revenge on my cheating ex-wife?”

“Wait–”

“Oh hell yeah! We’re gonna blow her cover just like I blow–”

“Okay!” Peter shouts over what was undoubtedly about to be Wade bragging about their nighttime activities again. Or maybe he was actually going to mention one of the explosives or grenades he has back at home, who knows?

This scenario is one of the “If you can’t beat them, join them” type, isn’t it? Well, in this case it’s probably closer to “If you can’t stop them, leave and pretend that it isn’t happening for as long as possible, then deny it did for even longer.”

He sighs and mutters “I can not believe I’m about to do this,” before shouting down to Wade, “Since you’re apparently going to actually do this, can there not be any bodily harm or apartment destruction? If not anything else?”

“Aw, but baby boo, arson is the third best crime to commit…” At Peter’s stern look, he relents. “Fine, but if we’re gonna do this right, but I want a little fee for this amazing plan I’m coming up with!”

Peter takes that and the man’s positive response as his cue to leave and pretend his boyfriend isn’t plotting to cause a huge scene with three other people today. It’s much easier to do once he catches some asshole slipping his hand up some girl’s dress while keeping her at gunpoint in some alley.

A web here, a punch there, and another punch, and a kick. Then one last kick and punch just for good measure, along with another web, and the girl is saved and the wrong-doer is unconscious and tied up. In the not sexy way, Deadpool would probably add if he was here.

“Thank you, Spiderman!” he hears the woman sobs before she pounces on him with a hug.

“Woah, hey, you’re safe now.” He awkwardly hugs the stranger back.

“He’s been stalking me for a while and I’ve just been hoping that I could get close to a police station or something but then he disappeared and cut me off and I couldn’t run in these heels and he got me–”

“Hey hey hey, he’s gone now. He’s not gonna hurt anyone anymore, okay?” He pulls away from her, and she gives a shaky nod. “Okay, do you have anyone you can call–”

“Spidey!” he hears the familiar voice sing at the end of the alley, “You left without me!” The footsteps suddenly stop, and Wade’s voice becomes much softer. “Hey, you alright? No one important is hurt?” He glances over to the webbed up man briefly.

The woman shakes her head. Knowing that Wade will probably keep quiet for now, Peter restates his question.

“Do you have anyone you can call for now so you’re not alone?”

The girl nods again, “I was just on my way to meet my partner. They’d come right away.” She huffs a wet laugh, “They actually adore you two. You helped them from a bunch of bullies at pride two years ago.”

“I’m glad we can get to them in time, then.” Peter smiles.

“Hells yea! The world could do with more people who say “fuck you” to gender rolls!” He points to nothing as he continues, “And you read that right, readers! Rolls with two L’s wasn’t a typo, because gender rolls are the nastiest kind of bread. Yuck!”

The woman huffs a laugh then looks up from her ringing phone, tilting her head in sudden confusion, “Readers? Typo?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Peter cuts in, “It’s just a thing he does.” He doesn’t want to take the time to explain Wade’s weird habits of doing something called “breaking the fourth wall”, and how he addresses some things to readers and others to viewers or watchers and other to his two internal “boxes” named “Yellow” and “White”.

Peter hears the person on the other end finally pick up the phone and ask if something’s up. The woman asks them to go to a certain coffee shop to meet her instead of the fountain– wherever that could be in a place like this– to meet her. The other person immediately agrees. Peter is also mildly impressed and rather touched that they also asked for her to stay on the line until they meet instead of just hanging up in a rush like plenty of people seem to do. This person is definitely good for this lady.

They end up walking with the woman to the aforementioned coffee shop, and they chat a little with the person on the line while Peter keeps a very close ear out for anything odd that may need his assistance and pays close attention to his spidey-senses. They get a photo with one group of kids and their parents on the way, then a few more pictures once they meet up with Kasandra’s (they finally got the woman’s name) partner. After that, a group of teens on a triple date quickly came up for pictures and complimented their pride suits.

Peter’s spidey sense starts going off before the teens can say much else. With Deadpool quickly and securely latching onto his back, he climbs up a wall to safely swing away to the danger.

After that, it becomes a pretty normal day, as far as patrolling goes. Despite the fact that most of New York City knows that Spiderman and Deadpool patrol all day and night long on most holidays, the crime rate still rises on them. It makes Peter wonder just how many people they don’t get to whenever they patrol; how many people call out for them specifically when Peter is too far away to hear them or sense them being in danger?

He doesn’t want to know the answer to that, and Wade does his best to help Peter keep his brain from travelling down those dark paths once he figured out it made his depression and anxiety that much worse.

He honestly doesn’t know what he’d do without Wade. They’ve been together for so long that Peter can’t imagine a day where he’d be gone for good. Yeah, he still sometimes spends weeks or, very rarely, months away for some SHIELD job, but he always eventually comes back. He’s almost completely immune to his “Parker Luck” because he’s technically immune to death and injury. So the thought that one day Wade may leave and not come back because something between them just couldn’t be worked through?

It’s terrifying.

The thing about that last thought, though, is that Peter can’t imagine not being able to work things out with Wade. They always work things out. They’ve been living with each other for years now, so that was something they had to learn how to do a long while ago. Even their various friends agree that, as much as they banter like best friends, they also tend to argue and compromise over small things like an old, married couple. He and Wade never try to argue their observations either. Peter isn’t quite so sure about his other half, but he feels like they’re already a married couple. There’s just no rings or legal papers to make it official yet.

Yet.

He abruptly pauses at webbing a group of home intruders to the brick wall in front of him to watch Wade with wide eyes as the other chatters away, searching for a cell phone to call the police with so these guys can be picked up.

Wade’s self-esteem would probably never allow him to ask Peter to marry him, even though they’ve been dating for over six years now and living together for about the same length of time. Even if they had been dating for twelve or twenty years, he doubts Wade would be able to do it without backing out or panicking just because he’d probably feel like he was trapping Peter or something bizarre but sadly understandable like that, especially if his boxes are in a shitty mood that hnypothetical day.

He doesn’t doubt for a moment that Wade loves him deeply, even with all the shit they give each other. Hell, especially with all the shit they give each other. It means a hell of a lot when people can make fun of each other and poke at each other and can trust wholeheartedly that the other person knows that it means nothing or comes from a place of pure love, especially for people with backgrounds filled with anxiety like Peter and Wade.

It takes a lot of trust to open oneself up completely to another person, and Wade is the first person like that for Peter ever since he became Spiderman, and Peter hopes he’s close enough to being that person for Wade in return. It takes a lot of love and trust on both of their parts to deal with the somewhat common panic attacks, depression dips, and self-punishments and the less common hallucinations and serious depression dips and still stick around after all is said and done.

They’ve been together through thick and thin, through grave injuries and actual death (on Wade’s account, anyway). They’ve stuck together through sickness and loss, happiness and wealth (there was a few months where Wade was apparently secretly convinced that Peter would leave once he was no longer dirt poor, but that’s been proven wrong a hundred times over by now). They’ve been through everything the traditional wedding vows mention, and the “until death do us part” really only works on Peter, but his powers and trained skills don’t make him an easy target, either.

Peter knows what he wants to do, or rather, he’s just now realized what he’s been wanting for a long while. And now that he knows what’s missing, he’s going to take the first steps to get it. Wade took the first steps in starting their relationship, so it’s only fair that Peter takes the first step or two towards their marriage. Probable marriage, he corrects himself, because if there’s one thing he’s learned from being with Wade all these years, it’s that if something has even one percent chance of happening, it’s plenty of wiggle room for the ex-merc to do it. And Peter’s only 99 percent sure that he’ll say yes.

That just means he needs to make tomorrow the best National Half-Priced Candy Day yet.

“Spidey?” Wade snaps him out of his thoughts, sounding like that wasn’t the first time he called for him.

Peter shakes his head. “Sorry. Just got a bit carried away in my head I guess.”

Wade nods thoughtfully. Peter can practically see the concern dripping off of him. “You need a break? We’ve been at this for–” he checks the stranger’s phone still in his hand, “twelve hours now. Dang.” He pauses. “I know right? But you know what they say, time flies when you’re having fun, and I’m always having fun when our snookums is around!” Wade’s bright grin stretches the bright pink and blue fabric of his mask.

“I usually have fun when you’re around too, ‘Pool.” Peter grins and turns away. He hears a gasp behind him.

“Baaabe!!” he whines, “Only usually? You wound me! I am always fun, especially when–” He abruptly stops. When he doesn’t immediately respond to whatever his boxes are saying, Peter turns around.

Wade is looking at Peter with a strangely somber expression, one that’s obvious through his mask. Then he picks himself up in what Peter can now tell is false cheer.

“You know, Spidey, if you ever get tired of me–”

“Never gonna happen.” Peter walks towards Wade and puts his hands on his undoubtedly surprised face. “You can’t get rid of me that easily, ya doof.” He pecks a kiss to his masked nose then pulls away. “Come on, then! We have more criminals to stop and people to save!”

Peter hesitates just long enough for Wade to jump on his back before taking off. As he swings them through the city, he starts thinking of a plan of action for tomorrow.

If there was any chance that he was wrong about Wade’s self esteem not letting him pop the question first, what the ex-merc just said squashed it, which means Peter will have to be the one to do it. He could go the easy way and go about their usual NHPC day and get down on one knee when they’re back at home (because for as much as Wade puts on an act of shamelessness and seems to constantly overshare, he’s strangely a rather private person), but he doesn’t particularly want to.

A quick look to the left mid-swing and he thinks he has the perfect thing.

His spidey-senses guide him to the right, so he follows. It doesn’t take very long at all for the pair to spot the dark smoke in the sky directly ahead of them. They make it there quickly, taking in the apartment building that is almost overrun by bright flames, the two fire trucks, and the group of firefighters on the street trying their best to evacuate people and put out the worst of the fire. Wade points out that the fire escape must either be engulfed by flames or has broken off or something because he can see a couple through a window on the top floor.

Without stopping to ask what happened or what’s needed of them– mainly because they’d probably say something that basically means “go away and mind your own business”– they enter the building through a window on the top floor (“Wade! You didn’t have to break it!” “The entire building is basically broken! It’s fine!”) since they both believe that, with the get up most of them are wearing, the firefighters are working on evacuating the people in the thick of the flames now and haven’t reached anyone in the higher floors.

Besides, the materials Peter and Wade use to make their respective suits aren’t exactly heat and flame resistant, so this is how they can be helpful.

Inside the building is, predictably, hot and smokey from the flames, and Peter knows it will get louder too as they reach the floors that are closer to the majority of the fire. They split up and work through the top floor first with Peter safely lowering two small families, two couples, and several animals down one or two at a time while Wade searches for any others and gathers them to their chosen window. Once Wade says it’s clear and the civilians are safe, they move downstairs to the next floor and set up the same system.

This floor is proven to be a bit more difficult when Wade comes back with two cats and informs Peter that their owner is a business man that recognized Deadpool as the mercenary he hasn’t been in a long while and accused him of setting the building on fire while simultaneously begging for his life. So Peter has to leave his post at the window and let Wade lower the few remaining people down while he goes and talks to the business man.

Peter easily finds the middle-aged man cowering in the corner and tries to calm him down. Although, it very quickly becomes apparent that he isn’t having any of it because “Anyone who works with Deadpool only thirsts for blood, and you will not have mine that easily!” Peter just huffs and picks him up like a potato sack, ignoring his shouting and struggling while he carries him to the window in his kitchen. Peter casts a new web and makes a quick harness, gets the man– who had stopped struggling real fast once he realized he was no longer inside– and lowers him down faster than he had for the others.

He meets up with Wade in the hallway, who apparently cleared the rest of the floor while Paranoid Man was causing a fuss, and they move down again. They hastily clear out most of the apartments on the third-to-top floor when Peter hears a shout and a gunshot from down the hallway. The only people there to lower the two small dogs he has on the line now are three siblings, the oldest being no older than 16 and the youngest no older than 10. Another gunshot forces Peter’s hand, though.

“Hey! Do you think you could lower these pups down while I go check that out?”

The oldest sibling, a girl with a pixie cut, ripped jeans, and a black sweatshirt, looks out the window and nods. She silently and shakily takes the webbing from him and starts to lower them. Peter doesn’t waste any time in sprinting down the hall to the last apartment where he last saw Wade disappear. Inside he finds a woman in her forties or fifties holding a gun to Wade’s unmoving body. Whether he’s dead or unconscious, he doesn’t know, but that doesn’t matter.

“Hey! What the hell, lady! We’re trying to help!” Peter stomps towards her.

“I’d rather die than be contaminated by freaks like you!”

His spidey-sense suddenly screams at him, and Peter jumps and rolls to the side just in time to dodge the bullet that would have hit his chest.

“What the fuck?!”

“Get out of my damn apartment!” she screams, pointing the gun at him again.

“Lady, there is literally a fire–”

“And I will not be saved by faggots like you!”

Oh… How fun… One of those people…

But she’s still a civilian, Peter reminds himself, and he really shouldn’t web her up in the corner of the room just because she’d rather die than accept help from someone who isn’t straight. No matter how much he kind of wants to right now. The fire probably won’t even reach this floor, anyway… But he still can’t.

“This is a matter of life and death for you, what the hell–” He jumps to the left to dodge another bullet.

“And I don’t fucking care!” She screams, “You can all go and burn in hell! But I won’t let myself be swayed by your cursed ways!” she shoots once more, and she should have only one shot left at most, if Peter’s counting right.

She doesn’t get to shoot again, though, because Deadpool comes up behind her and knocks her out.

“Do you know how close I was to killing her? Do you know how easy it’d still be to? God sometimes I wish I was still a mercenary. I mean, look at this! She got blood on my gay suit!” He complains, staring down at the woman disdainfully and poking at the single bullet wound in his chest.

Peter, instead of praising him for not killing her or explaining why they should keep her alive, just nods and jogs out of the apartment. He has other people he needs to save, afterall.

He pretends to not hear Wade’s gasp and sinister chuckle behind him.

He gets the siblings down, and Wade comes back with a dog and two cats in his arms, and the unconscious woman being dragged behind him by Wade’s new, golden whip (“Now I can be just like Wonder woman!” “Like who?” “Wonder Woman! She’s from the DC Universe and she’s my hero! Besides you, of course!” “Whatever you say, Wade…”). If anyone notices that he lowers the animals before he lowers the human, then they can deal with it. And if they notice that she has “BEWARE: HOMOPHOBIC ASSHOLE” written on her forehead in permanent marker, then it’s not his fault that he can’t control his boyfriend.

Looking out of the window this time, they realize that the fire has gone down quite a bit. Wade comes running back down the hallway– when did he even leave?– cheering that the fire escape was just covered in fire, but now it’s safe to walk on. Before Peter has the chance to ask if it was safe for civilians to walk on or just supers, Wade jumps in and clarifies that he pretty much cannon-balled onto it and it didn’t bend, and it was only pretty warm through his ruined suit, rather than very warm.

With that news (and after Peter tested it for himself), they waste no time in telling the other tenants they find to put thick shoes on and go down the fire escape. By the time they finish clearing the few people and animals left in the building, it’s pretty much dark out and some news stations are gathered around outside reporting what happened here for the nightly news.

“Excuse me, miss,” He hears Wade say to his right. He turns and finds him talking to a young police officer. “How did this fire start? And why’d it get so big?”

The young woman scowls a bit and opens her mouth to speak, but an older officer behind Peter interrupts her.

“Someone was trying to make a romantic dinner on the fourth floor and started an oil fire, then tried putting it out with water. It got so big because traffic was horrible today, and we just couldn’t make it here as quickly as we needed.” he smiles ruefully.

Peter turns to properly face the officer, “Do you know if anyone was seriously hurt?”

He shakes his head. “But we know that so far there haven’t been any deaths reported so far. Animal or human.”

Peter nods as Wade speaks. “Thank you, officer! We appreciate the work you do ‘round here, but we should get going!”

Peter takes his cue and starts walking towards the building across the street to climb up and swing off of.

“Hey,” the officer catches Peter and Wade’s attention, “I know a lot of other police officers don’t like you doing their job, but you’re doing some real good work out there. So thanks, Spiderman and Deadpool.”

Peter nods, not really knowing what else to do, while Wade openly gapes through his mask. He pulls the ex-merc towards him, and he immediately clings to Peter’s back. They’re gone pretty quickly after that.

“Babe! Baaabe!!” Wade shouts into his ear mid-swing, “That was amazing! We found someone who doesn’t hate us! And he thanked us!”

“I know!” He cheers back. It’s always nice to get some positive recognition.

Wade squeezes on to him tighter. “God, I’m so fucking glad I stopped murdering people.” He kisses the back of his neck through their suits. “I’m really glad I chose you. So happy... The happiest.” he continues quieter, more genuine.

If Peter didn’t know better, he would’ve thought he wasn’t supposed to hear that last part, that it was just meant for himself and his boxes. But, well, he does know better.

His brain decides to remind him of the ring he still has to buy by the end of tomorrow.

Peter’s spidey-senses start humming at the same time that Wade shouts that he saw a young man and a suspicious older woman in an alley shortcut. They easily stop the woman from assaulting the poor teen before she could try with the element of surprise on their side, then they escort him back to a more populated area where it should be safer. Both Peter’s and Wade’s stomachs growl at the scent of sandwiches, so they go in and order enough for an army before and climbing up to the nearest rooftop to take a very-much-needed food break. They sit down and start digging in.

Peter weighs the options of buying an engagement ring as Spiderman and risking outing his plans to everyone before he gets to properly propose to Wade, or somehow taking time out of their NHPC day plans (do nothing except go out to buy cheap candy together, cuddle, and munch on said candy) to buy a ring without being suspicious to the man whose job has always been finding people who don’t want to be found out.

“Hey Wade?”

Wade hums around his food and scoots more into Peter’s lap in lieu of a real response.

“I was thinking we could do something slightly different than usual tomorrow?” Peter leans a bit to the side to get a better view of Wade’s reaction. It isn’t a negative one, but it’s also not positive.

“Why? What’s up?” he asks once he swallows his food.

Peter shuffles a bit. “Well, I was thinking, since candy isn’t usually the only thing that’s half-priced tomorrow, we could maybe split up for, let’s say, an hour or two? Just to buy a cute present for each other or something–”

Wade’s excited gasp interrupts Peter. “Like those little stuffed animals that go right into clearance after Valentines? Or those super soft blankets and socks!” Wade squeals and waves his hands, flinging sandwich bits everywhere. “Petey-baby! You are brilliant! Like, I knew that already, but you’re just proving what we all already know! Even the boxes agree! Although, Yellow’s idea of a present is too close to Yandere simulator, but White thinks going down to Coney Island would be cool! But I don’t even think the rides are even open this early in the year. Besides! I just told you about it! So it isn’t a surprise anymore!” He points a finger high in the air and announces loudly, “Disqualified!”

Peter smiles as he absently listens to Wade go on and on about present-buying tomorrow. Now he just needs to find the perfect ring online and pick it up at the store. If he can’t find the perfect one on such short notice, he doubts Wade will mind if he got a unicorn plushie and a very soft blanket instead. The ring and proposal doesn’t have to be rushed, as much as Peter really wants it to be. How could he not, when his fiance would be a sarcastic asshole and secret sweetheart like Wade Winston Wilson?

Now the only important question left is, would it be Peter Wilson, Wade Parker, or Peter and Wade Wilson-Parker, or Parker-Wilson?

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The Taste of Fear

Thank you for the support as always, @breeachuu! I got carried away writing this! sakdjlmasd It was so much fun! I hope you likey~

Summary: Crossing the borders between worlds and getting used to his new home was a task that Wolfram was equally looking forward to and uneasy about. Hiding who he was while still trying to forge new bonds would prove to be a challenge, but Wolfie knew that as long as he had Byleth and Dimitri by his side, he would be able to see it through. Dimitri, however, had his own demons to fight...

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Wolfram adjusted the purple bandana he wore around his head to hide his pointy ears for the fourth time as he followed Dimitri and Byleth closely.

After Dimitri explained the situation to the professor, Byleth had stared at Wolfram for a long while, as though having a long-winded conversation within herself regarding his story. Or regarding himself, Wolfram couldn't say. Perhaps she also noticed the Blood he carried within his veins? Sure, the way he sensed her Ancient Blood and the way everyone from his family back home felt were fundamentally different, but they still shared some similarities...

Perhaps Byleth and the other presences Wolfram felt were closer to that one foreign shape-shifting dragon his mother Nidra encountered decades ago (who apparently visited them on more than one occasion, though not during Wolfram's memory). Perhaps a different feeling still -- he could not say for sure, not now and certainly not in the foreseeable future. Only after going back home he would be able to compare the feelings by talking it through with his mother and siblings.

Alas, for the moment, Wolfram knew one thing: despite Byleth shouldering the strongest presence of the Ancient Blood in the vicinity, she did not bear any of the usual physical manifestations of such power. Namely, the ears. Or the skin that sometimes glittered in little lighting.

Seeing his train of thought lead him that way made Wolfie once again adjust his bandana, wanting to be more than completely sure that his ears were properly hidden. Byleth's were round and in plain sight, but he could never be too careful...

After going up a set of stairs, the three of them reached the floor whence the second strongest presence lay -- the other two presences were also around that tower, but perhaps in higher levels... Trying to pinpoint their location, Wolfram looked all around as though he could miraculously see through walls or something.

"You two wait here," Byleth said as they came to a stop, making Wolfram blink and finally focus on the audience chamber in front of him.

More specifically, on the woman walking out of a nearby office, towards whom Byleth headed. For some reason, Wolfram once again felt as though he was drowning on dry land.

The bright green-haired woman carried herself with a grace that befitted the highest of nobles, but the subtlety of her steps bore the caution of a seasoned warrior. Wolfram immediately knew that under that thin ceremonial garb that woman was not what she appeared to be.

Her very presence exerted pressure in the air, making it difficult to breathe. Wolfram gripped at Dimitri's arm from behind, instinctively hiding behind the blonde youth. As they were the same height, Dimitri served poorly as a hiding spot, but the action helped to keep Wolfram grounded into the moment, not being sucked into that woman's ground-shattering aura.

There was no way around it.

Wolfram knew it, deep into his bones, intimally in every cell of his body: that woman was a dragon. A very powerful one.

Perhaps because there were so few of them around? Perhaps because she was the only one who exuded such power? But it looked as though she made little to no effort to hide her presence. Mayhap an action borne out of hubris, to always let her presence caress all that approach -- to show that she was the one who held immense power?

Wolfram couldn't even think of beginning to understand.

That woman's power was raw, almost wild -- it was as though she held it with a very loose leash; or a tight one that was very much close to snapping.

Either way, she was dangerous. She was powerful, much more than Wolfram was comfortable with imagining. He had only felt a shred of this kind of power the moments Nidra would transform to teach this or that lesson regarding their dragon halves, but it was never unleashed in such... Brittle control.

Nidra had always taught her children to keep their dragon halves in check; to talk to it and embrace it into their logical minds. To be consumed by their wild sides would be a sorry end, as she would put it. Never once had Wolfram felt a dragon so closely out of control, yet seemingly dormant. Would anyone of his family feel that... that unsettling way were they to lose their humanity?

He felt his heart growing cold with each beat, his breathing turning so thin he could feel the icy grasp of fear engulf his being from within.

He had never been so scared of someone in his whole life.

The moment she directed her gaze to him it was as though the smile she wore when speaking with Byleth disappeared from her face entirely the moment the professor left her sight. Though that was Wolfram's mind playing tricks on him -- the woman still smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes as it did moments ago. He felt a visceral urge to leave; to run away only to not be close to which felt as controlled madness.

Not realizing how rasped his breathing became, Wolfram felt Dimitri slightly step to the right, shielding Wolfram even more from the approaching woman.

Noticing how he trembled, the half-manakete looked down to Dimitri's shoulder and how strongly he grasped himself onto him. A faint wave of warmth washed over the boy, making him use that momentum to regain the air he had lost. He mouthed a 'thank you' for Dimitri's silent support, though the blonde had no way of seeing it.

The more the woman approached, the more inclined Wolfram felt in looking upwards to direct his gaze to her instead of downwards to her shorter stature. It was as though he could look at the overpowering presence towering above her instead of her actual eyes. Still, look at them he did -- the bright green hiding a vast depth within them.

"Greetings to you, child." She cocked her head downwards in a respectful bow, making Wolfram slightly wince, the shaky breath leaving his lips. "I have heard the situation from our dear Professor Byleth." She looked straight at Wolfram, as though she could see him bare.

Did she know? She knew it, right? She couldn't have missed it! If he, who had less manakete power, was this overwhelmed by her own, it was a given that she would be able to recognize a fellow shape-shifter, weaker or not!

Time felt as though it dragged itself -- one second passed and Wolfram already felt like he had stopped breathing for hours! He could only nod in response, his voice failing him. "M-mhm?" He managed to scramble around his tongue, trying to remember how to speak.

"As the Archbishop of the Church of Seiros and Headmaster of the Officers Academy, I must say that I have not heard of a transfer student -- you do not match the one we were scheduled to receive at the start of the year, either." She placed one hand over her cheek, as though in confusion.

Was she testing him? She was! Was he going to spill the beans about being a shape-shifter or would he stick to his own story? What could he do under the bone-shattering presence she exerted?

Breathing was the most he could do!

Clearly seeing how noticeable uncomfortable Wolfram was, Dimitri nudged himself a bit, taking the woman's gaze away from the foreign boy. "Even if he is not the one the Academy was expecting, we cannot simply leave him like this -- alone, confused and without memories."

Byleth stood by the woman's side, slowly walking to stay beside Dimitri -- almost forming another wall between Wolfram and the woman.

"Of course, Prince Dimitri. That would not at all be my intention." The woman said in a controlled breath, the eerie lack of color of her face making Wolfram even more afraid to be near her. "Those in need are always welcome here at the monastery -- we offer shelter, food, and work for the able."

"Lady Rhea-" Dimitri meant to speak, but the woman called Rhea simply sharply turned to him, shutting him up.

"However, to accept one into the Academy like this would not only be unprecedented but reckless and irresponsible, do you not agree?"

Dimitri pursed his lips. "Of course, we are not asking you to do this out of goodwill, Lady Rhea. The Kingdom is more than willing to shoulder any costs of his enrollment--"

"It is not a simple matter of costs, Prince." Rhea interrupted, blinking as she changed her gaze from Dimitri to Wolfram. The half-manakete felt a chill go down his spine. "It is also a matter of security and skills. The Death Knight is still out there and although far from me to doubt a child, I cannot so readily accept a new student under these circumstances."

Death Knight. That seemed ominous.

"I can fight," Wolfram heard his own voice say, surprising even himself. "I'm, uh, a wyvern rider -- I'm sure I can be of use in tracking this Death Knight with my mount."

Rhea blinked in surprise. Byleth slightly widened her eyes as Dimitri gasped, turning to Wolfram.

"You already have a flying certificate at your age?" The blonde asked, flabbergasted. Not missing a beat, he turned to the Archbishop, "truly, we cannot turn our backs to such a gift, Lady Rhea."

Finally stepping into the conversation, Byleth brought one hand to her chest, "I will make sure he is properly instructed in my class, Lady Rhea. I see much... hidden potential in this boy." She said after much deliberation.

Wolfram could swear he saw a smirk appear in Rhea's lips as she glanced at him before she softly smiled to Byleth. "Well, it does reassure me that he will be under your care, dear Professor Byleth, though I am still cautious about this."

"Can you not make it an exception this time, Lady Rhea? I will take full responsibility should anything happen." Dimitri dutifully bowed, prompting Wolfram to scramble himself in a bow as well.

"I-I'm sorry for all the trouble I'm causing, but I'm sure I can be of use." He found his breath once his eyes lost Rhea's, making speech a much easier task.

A very uncomfortable and long silence followed while both Dimitri and Wolfram had their heads down in their pleas. A tired sigh broke the stillness, followed by a "very well."

Both youths lifted their heads with the same smile, exchanging happy glances.

"However, I will still need to hear more of your story, Wolfram." She added, sending yet another chill down the boy's spine. "... At another time, of course. The hour is late and there is much to do in order to accept such a hastily enrolment in the middle of the night. For now you shall be placed at the room beside Byleth's-"

"Oh, I am positively sure Dedue will not mind to share his room with Wolfram!" Dimitri smiled, taking a step to the left so as to pat the half-manakete's back. "Indefinitely, if I might add! If it is too much trouble to prepare a new room, I might even offer my own-"

"What?! You don't need to do that, Dimitri! I'll be happy sharing rooms with- uhh," for a moment he thought how hard it would be to sleep with the bandana on, but that was something he had to worry about later.

"Dedue? He is my friend and self-appointed vassal -- his words, not mine -- with whom I am sure you will get along with. He is a wonderful person."

"It will be no trouble to arrange a new room sooner rather than later, Prince Dimitri," Rhea added, "though it is heartwarming to see how selfless the next King of Faerghus is turning out to be. May you never lose sight of these feelings." Rhea said in a motherly tone, which made Wolfram almost forget the fear that had shook him so badly. "Well, then, Professor," she bobbed her head to Byleth, "and Prince Dimitri -- I trust that the two of you will do your utmost to make our Wolfram to feel at home."

"Of course," Professor and student replied in unison, making the half-manakete smile proudly. "Farewell, Archbishop. I thank you for accepting this proposition so readily," Dimitri bowed once again as Rhea excused herself, giving him but a wave before she disappeared back into the office whence she had come.

Byleth looked at her new student, patting him on the shoulder. "We should begin by showing you your provisory room, yes? I'm sure you'll want to put all of that," she glanced at his oversized backpack, coat, belt and provisions, "away."

"Oh, yes, please." Wolfram chuckled, feeling the weight of the world slip out of his body now that Rhea was out of his sight. "Maybe show me to your stables or barn? I wanna call my wyvern over to settle him in, too."

"Of course! I would also like to meet your steed if I may, Wolfram." Dimitri smiled politely, taking a step back so as to allow Byleth to walk in front, following right after her.

"Sure! Aquilo loves meeting new people!"

Dimitri flashed a conflicted smile before speaking again. "Oh, so your mount's name is Aquilo? I am sure he is a very well taken care of beast, given how warmly you speak of him."

"Yeah, I just need to blow on here and-" Wolfram reached for the wing-shaped whistle he carried on him at all times, finally realizing he wasn't playing the amnesic part very well. "And, um, he'll come. Heh, heh..." He cleared his throat.

Dimitri flashed that same smile, patting Wolfram in the back once they reached the bottom of the staircase, "is something the matter? Oh, perhaps it would be better for US to do the talking, huh, Professor Byleth?"

"I suppose it would, yes," Byleth nodded, guiding them towards the dormitories once again.

"Eyyy, so you were just gonna waltz around with the new guy without introducing him to anyone? That's mean!" A playful voice sing-songed beside them the moment they walked out of the building into the garden. Wolfram looked from Dimitri to Byleth before locking eyes to the brown skinned young man chilling right beside the entrance, as though expecting them.

"Oh, Claude, good timing!" Dimitri smiled, walking towards the young man. He wore a uniform akin to Dimitri's, though his cape was yellow and the brooch holding it differed in design. "This is Wolfram; he will be transferring to the Blue Lions House starting today."

Claude whistled, "damn, you got another student in your House? A guy gets lonely like that!" He chuckled as he almost danced away from the wall towards Wolfram -- a set of steps of one who knew how to sneak up to someone. "Wolfram, huh? What's your story, kid?" He looked at the boy from below, a playful smirk never leaving his lips.

Tilting his head to the side, Wolfie simply smiled in confusion. "Um, I don't think I can tell you much... I don't really have any memories."

"Oh, so we're playing a guessing game, are we?" Claude looked at each one of them, immediately sagging his shoulders. "Wait, don't tell me you're actually trying to play the amnesia card. And don't tell me you fell for it, Your Highness?"

Before Dimitri could even open his mouth to retort, another voice interrupted them from behind -- a velvety yet authoritarian tone that made Wolfram somehow uncomfortable. "Oh? Surely Dimitri would not be THIS trusting?" A white-haired woman stepped out of the hedge on the opposite side. "I have said this before and I shall do it again: being this trusting will surely lead you to your demise."

"Edelgard," Dimitri bobbed his head to the girl, glancing to the tall, black-haired man behind her. "And Hubert. What a pleasant surprise -- is nothing we do here a secret? Not that I was trying to conceal anything, of course."

"As opposed to your new friend here?" Claude saw the opportunity to jab and he took it, smirking. "No hard feelings, Wolf -- I can call you that, yeah?"

"Uh- sure-" Wolfie didn't know where to look, feeling like a prey in the middle of a den full of predators.

"Please, both of you -- can you not see you are making him uncomfortable? Everything is new to him."

Edelgard crossed her arms, shifting the weight of her body to another leg, lifting her chin. "I do not claim to believe this 'amnesia' nonsense, though I have not been informed of how... foreign he looked." She said, looking straight at Wolfram before shifting her gaze to Dimitri.

Wolfie almost gave into the urge to check his bandana again, but under much self-restraint, he managed to refrain from it.

Dimitri sighed, shaking his head. "Will the two of you stop this? Trust is the first step to understanding! Irregardless of believing his story or not, one should first reach out to him for anything to have any chance of starting!"

"I will say this again -- you are a fool if you think this sort of mindset will allow you to go far in life-" Edelgard rolled her eyes with impatience, not looking for one but quite ready to start a fight if needed. However, a loud clapping sound startled the words out of her mouth.

"Alright, that is enough out of all of you." Byleth had clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention. "We were going somewhere when the three of you surprised us -- either come with us or let us be on our way. You will have plenty of time to get acquainted from now on, after all." She said matter of factly, the authority of a teacher making the three house leaders purse their lips in their own way.

"You are once again right, Professor." Edelgard took a step back, breathing in. "I will apologize for getting in your way without any sort of warning, but I will take no words back."

Claude playfully crossed both arms behind his head. "Alright, yeah, I'll go with you. Despite everything, I still think it's not fair for the new kid to be enrolled into the Blue Lions right away without even properly meeting the other House leaders."

"Well, you two are not giving the best of impressions." Byleth said, almost sarcastically, as she once again led the way, prompting all to follow.

"House leaders?" Wolfie risked asking, trotting right beside Dimitri.

"You mean to say you didn't even hear about the Houses before Dimitri swept you to his class? Unfair!" Claude slapped the Prince's back, quickly putting himself between the two of them.

"Actually, Wolfram was assigned to Professor Byleth's class, not the Blue Lions specifically-"

"Same thing!" Claude threw his hand to the air, nudging Dimitri with his elbow. "Anyway, sorry about all this. I'm Claude, leader of the Golden Deer House. And the cheerful lady over here is-"

"I am Edelgard von Hresvelg, leader of the Black Eagles House and First Imperial Princess, heir to the throne." She declared, clearly annoyed. "You should at least properly introduce yourself, Claude."

"Meh, those titles only get in the way! I'm a people person more than the heir to something or the other. And I feel that Wolf here is also a person who likes to be around other people, am I right?"

"Oh, wow! How did you know?" Wolfie smiled, still uneasy regarding Claude's suspicion and Edelgard's animosity, but quick to wanting to make friends. "I think it's more comfortable to be around lots of people -- maybe it can trigger my memory, too."

"Riiight," Claude winked, quickly leaning on Wolfie as they walked. "Although it's already decided that you're on the Blue Lions House, I'd still like to try and seduce you out to the Golden Deer -- how about we go to the Dining Hall together once we're finished with whatever you're gonna do now? Nothing says 'bonding' better than sharing a meal, yeah?"

"Oh, what a wonderful idea, Claude. You took the words from my mouth." Edelgard jabbed from beside Wolfram.

"It was actually what I had in mind after we helped him unpack." Byleth said, a few steps ahead of them. "We don't know how long he's been lost in the woods, so I'm sure he must be starving."

"Great! It's settled, then." Claude smiled, pulling Dimitri along. "We're all gonna get acquainted real quick!"

From under Claude's arm, Dimitri chuckled. "Are you alright with that, Wolfram? If you would rather rest, we would understand."

"No, we wouldn't!" Claude protested in the middle of them, but Dimitri masterfully ignored it.

"I'm okay with it, yeah. I want to know everyone as soon as possible -- I wouldn't want to give more trouble than I already did, and being used to everything is the sure way to help me pull my weight around."

Dimitri smiled. "Very well, then. I am glad to have you aboard, Wolfram."

During the short trip from the dormitories to the dining hall, Wolfram already met so many new people! There was Dedue, a tall, black man who was under Dimitri's vassalage -- and Wolfram's roommate for the time being -- who had a most soothing presence; Ashe and Ignatz, two short-haired young men with the brightest of smiles and welcoming nature; Raphael, whose 'muscles were hungry for second dinner' as he had said and took upon himself to accompany the new kid to put 'some meat into his bones', his own words.

There was a mention of a girl who never left her room as they passed it, but no word came from her direction, so Wolfie kept being led on. They saw Cyril, a young page of Rhea's who was still hard at work despite being almost bedtime. As they made their way past the greenhouse towards the pond, Wolfram saw many 'Knights of Seiros', as the students introduced them, though some of them didn't wear the armor Wolfram saw most of these knights wearing (namely a purple haired woman, but he didn't get much time to look at her as he was being led towards a staircase that would lead to the Dining Hall).

At the door, a pair of young women noticed the group arriving.

"Oh, hey there, Dimitri, Professor- oh wait, who's this with you? Why are his eyes closed? Are you gonna surprise him with something?" The short, ginger girl asked cheerfully, bouncing towards them.

"Annie!" The taller girl beside her pulled her ear.

"W-what? What'd I do? Did I mess up?"

"Uh, my eyes are actually open, they're just really thin." Wolfram snorted. He never really had to go through this since people knew his father well, but he did hear from Henry how he wouldn't stop hearing this while he grew up. It was rather amusing, honestly.

This Annie girl turned red so quickly she almost exploded. "Oh no no no no! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be rude or anything-"

"I'm sure Wolf here doesn't mind! Let's get to eating already! C'mon, you two join in too!"

"Bah! B-but we just left-"

"There's always room for more food!" Raphael placed one hand behind each girl's back, pushing them inside.

Their little group grew larger and larger as they found more people in the Hall to share the table with -- soon Wolfram was surrounded by so many people he'd feel dizzy if he weren't so at home! He liked bouncing his eyes from one conversation to the other all around the table, laughing as though he belonged there from day one.

After Annette's (he learned her proper name after she introduced herself) accidental insensitive question, most of them refrained from asking about Wolfram's amnesia, though the topic did bounce up here and there mostly due to Claude's boundless curiosity.

Wolfram could say that he at least met all of the people who were originally from the Blue Lions House -- those born in Faerghus, wherever that place was.

He met quite a few from the Alliance (who had transferred to Byleth's class as well) and one or two from the Empire, also his classmates at the Blue Lions House.

All in all, Wolfram's first night in Fódlan was so eventful, he was only able to blow the whistle Cynthia had given him way past midnight, once everyone had said their farewells. He asked the knight on duty at the stables for a spot to place Aquilo in before looking up to the moon and smile, content with how everything turned out.

Sharing a room with someone felt much better than Wolfie would've thought, honestly. He was used to always having someone by his side, so sleeping alone during the first few nights would've been nerve-wracking to the boy, to say the least.

And Dedue was a most wonderful roommate -- although a young man of few words, his calm breathing during his sleep lulled Wolfram more often than not. It was for a short while, however -- a week after transferring, Wolfram already had his own room, in the middle of Ashe's and Dedue's. He felt somehow safe to be close to his former roommate as well as near the one who bore the Heart of Immortals.

He wouldn't take Byleth out of his sight!

... Which meant that, for the time being, he had to do what she said and be a proper student.

At the Officers Academy, apart from the usual classes and training sessions, the students also had extra-curricular activities at the end of each month. Wolfram had arrived three days after the mission for October -- rather, for the Wyvern Moon -- had ended. The mission for this month was to investigate a village for a plague or something. He didn't understand very well, but the situation appeared to be dire.

It was also during the classes that he learned the reason why Claude had been complaining about Dimitri amassing students for his own House -- the Blue Lions, originally composed only of youths who hailed from the Kingdom, was an amalgamation of people at the moment. There were those born in the Empire as well as those from the Alliance -- all of them attracted to the way Byleth conducted her classes.

Which were, quite frankly, phenomenal. She brought out each student's hidden talent; encouraged and challenged them in equal terms. The way she explained strategy was as easy to understand as how she taught the proper way to hold a blade.

Apart from his family, Wolfram never really had a proper instructor to guide him through his progress. Of course, Nidra's dragonstone training as well as Cynthia's riding and lance lessons, not to mention Henry's magic instruction were all invaluable to him, which he internalized down to a T. But Byleth was someone whose entire existence was there to help him learn and improve martially. Such focus was the push he never knew he needed.

The weeks passed by so quickly it made Wolfram dizzy; there were so many people to meet he was still having trouble memorizing everyone's names. He did internalize meeting Flayn and Seteth, however -- the lesser presences he had sensed the day he arrived. The way the both of them also masterfully hid their ears made Wolfram even more aware of the fact that shape-shifters weren’t a thing this world was ready to accept.

Dimitri would take it upon himself to walk with Wolfie whenever possible -- wanting the boy to gain as much freedom as he could inside the monastery as he got himself acquainted with everything.

As fast-paced as everything was, an even more sudden event happened: The Knights of Seiros started mobilizing themselves to go to Remire Village two days before the expected.

"Things turned south in the village," Wolfram heard Jeralt, Byleth's father, say as he barked orders here and there for the Knights under his command. "Get your kids geared up and ready -- this isn't gonna be pretty."

The trip down to Remire was quick and silent, the students wearing their emotions like a thick cloak -- a dark shadow hovering over their shoulders.

For some reason, Wolfram still felt a bit detached from the reality of that world -- perhaps because of his mostly sheltered life and busy first few weeks at the Monastery, the dark cloud hovering over this world hadn't settled in for the half-manakete yet.

He had been so focused on simply staying beside Byleth he hadn't given much thought as to the reason of his summoning.

But he was about to find out.

Oh, he was about to find out, indeed.

The smell of blood hit his sensitive nose earlier than his companions', making him retch and cough before even setting foot at the borders of the village.

Crazed, distant screams filled the air, making the students flinch and the knights scowl. Pleas thrown towards the sky in a helpless attempt to find salvation tore the wind, sending shivers down Wolfram's spine.

People were dying.

They were dying at the heaps.

Afraid to give the next step towards the village, Wolfram heard everything before he saw it. The sound of a dull blade struggling to cut through flesh; the sputter of blood staining clothes and walls as its owner's life ebbed away. The laugh of a person whose mind was lost, driven to murder by the sport of it.

A woman whose long hair was pulled before her throat was slit, the scream she didn't even have time to utter dying alongside her limp body.

The smell of fire and burned flesh -- putrid skin being set aflame simply by the joy of it.

Wolfram widened his thin eyes to the point that they were visibly open -- something that rarely, if ever, happened. His entire body trembled, his mind going numb. What- whatever was happening there?! That was no plague, that was no fight, that was no war! That was slaughter, for the pure and simple joy of it!

"What's going on here..." Jeralt grumbled under his breath.

"U-ugh..." Dimitri shook his head, leaning his weight on his lance lest he felt too sick to stand up.

Byleth patted his shoulder. "Are you alright?" She gestured circles around his back.

"D-do not concern yourself about me -- rather, the villagers, we must save them..."

Wolfram's sight and hearing started spinning, his whole body losing its sense of balance. The voices all around him started to jumble one atop the other as they deliberated the best course of action as quickly as they could.

In his mind, Wolfram remembered the moonless night his siblings Cynthia and Meliodas pulled him to have a serious talk. It was about war, survival and... taking another person's life.

"Back in our future, we only had to kill Risen, so it was all fun and games," Cynthia scoffed as she sat down on the table right outside their house. The way she spoke displayed the weight of her age and the burden of two wars she had to carry in her youth. Even though she looked exactly the same, she's had two decades to mature and work through all that had been plaguing her since childhood.

Downcast, Meliodas nodded. "However, once we were sent here -- in here, we had to kill humans to survive. We took lives of people, those we swore to protect back home."

"It... It was so hard. It never got easy." Cynthia clutched her hands, then turned to her little brother. "I don't know how's the state of the world you're going to, Rammy, but you gotta understand one thing, okay?"

Wide-eyed, Wolfram felt a bit uncomfortable with the way Cynthia spoke. "O-okay, Sister." As he said that, Meliodas squeezed his shoulder in silent support.

"You're probably gonna have to kill people." She said in one breath. "You'll do it to survive; you'll have to tell yourself this. You can't hesitate just because they're people like you and me -- well, not actually like us, but you get it -- they WILL not hesitate to cut you down and we'll never be able to handle it if we lose you out there, okay? If it's too hard for you to do it with a clean conscience, you can throw the blame on your loved ones. You can say it's because you have to see them again! Because they'll be sad if you're gone! Use anything you have to justify it -- to make it less terrible."

"It's a daunting task," Meliodas crouched beside Wolfram, pressing his forehead against his little brother's arm as he squeezed his hand. "One we can only allow time to heal."

"Heh, I'm sure Father would be way more practical about this, especially back in the day." Cynthia shrugged, grasping Wolfram's hand with everything she had. "It's okay to feel bad about it, okay, Rammy? It's gonna hurt, it's gonna haunt you. But don't let them drag you down with them... don't let the guilt win, okay? Think about us... it's for you to come back to us!"

Tears blurred his vision. Wolfram could barely stand straight, his nose itching with the stench it avoided to smell, his stomach turning so readily he knew it was only a matter of time until he threw everything up.

"Hey, Professor Byleth? The new kid's not looking so good." A high-pitched voice came from below Wolfram just as he started to hear things again. "He's turning blue! D'you think it's better for him to sit this one out?" Caspar held Wolfram's arm in an attempt to keep him standing.

"It's fight or die out there, kid. If you don't have the stomach for it, maybe you should've stayed home." Jeralt said briskly as he rushed his mercenaries into the villager's rescue.

Byleth took Wolfram's hand, her cold touch bringing him out of his nausea. "We're going out there to save these people, Wolfram. I believe you can do this, but I need you to believe in it, too." She said firmly, squeezing his fingers. "I don't want you to believe that this is going to be easy -- it never is. But you can't allow-"

"... the guilt to take me." Wolfram said, taking a deep breath. "I-I understand, Professor. I'm sorry for panicking... p-please guide me."

"Our goal is to-"

"Isn't that-" Ever watchful, Dedue spotted suspicious figures at the edge of the village. "Your Highness, it seems that those are the ones in charge of this madness."

His head low, Dimitri clutched his hand so hard it tore the seams of his gloves. "It's clear what must be done. Kill them all." His voice deepened as though shaken by a subtle madness. "Don't let a single one of them escape! Sever their limbs and crush their wicked skulls!"

Widening his eyes, Wolfram looked from Dimitri to those cloaked in black, so far into the village.

'Trust is the first step to understanding!' Wolfram could hear Dimitri's soft voice comforting him.

'Poor thing, to be lost in the woods in the middle of the night.'

Dimitri's kind words rang in Wolfie's head, contrasting with what he had just said.

'Kill them all. Crush their skulls.'

Wolfram gripped at his weapon, his heart torn, not knowing what to fear.

Rhea.

Remire.

And now... Dimitri.

"Br-brother, Sister... Mother..." Wolfram whimpered, his lips trembling as he turned around to get to Aquilo.

The battle was nigh, in more ways than one, whether he was prepared for it or not.

#fire emblem three houses #fe 3h #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #dimitri fire emblem #byleth #my writings #fatesona #yuki's commissions

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jisungshotfirst · 2 years

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Toku anon: ooh, these are some very catchy songs! Thank you for recommending The Boyz (I listen to a bunch of Ateez+SKZ so I kinda recognize them from Kingdom. But I didn't put the 2 and 2 together when it came to Hwall being Hyunjun. I hope they all keep being successful!)

Hmm... Personally, if there's a song I like, regardless of the band or singer, I'll listen to it. (Unless if the singer or song is strongly associated with something negative in my head, but that's another story). That being said, when it comes to Kpop, I find myself listening to mostly boy bands? (Though I have listened to some of Jamie's music. Jamie best MC and amazing singer, multitalented queen. If you have any girl group recommendations, though, feel free to let me know!)

But I also find myself liking b-sides more than title tracks, most times. Which means there's probably a bunch of songs from artists I know of, that I would like if I knew that song existed. (One of the exceptions here is TXT because, as much as I love their b-sides, their title tracks are flawless, I think.)

With that being said... YES PLEASE SEND YOUR SEVENTEEN RECOMMENDATIONS (help I'm listening to Rock With You for literally the 100th time in the 1 month I've known this song for. I just wanted to watch a cool-looking MV and now I know all 13 of their names and recognize 11 of them. How did this happen?)

Ahh glad you enjoyed them!! We love skz and ateez ofc, only bops !

Jamie is so good !! You are so right she's an icon. I listen to mainly boy groups but gg music slaps!! My fav gg discographies would be twice and red velvet, they just cannot go wrong<3 my twice title recs: likey, fancy! And then my fav bsides are hot and up no more and then all of scientist album god it slaps. For red velvet you gotta know peek-a-boo and umpah umpah (it's not the most popular but it's my fav!) and my fav bsides are sunny side up, milkshake and hello, sunset! oh also mojito ;( that song is gorgeous.

I'd be the same ! Bsides just have a quality to them that hits different :')) theyre the best. Txt titles are another level ur so right like there are basically like four artists that I listen to a lot where my favourite song is a title and that's txt (crown) cix (cinema) oneus (luna) and pentagon (naughty boy) ! And I would live and die by those nfjd but it's a rarity bsides jsut Hit.

YES A CARAT ON THE WAY ��💖 seriously like svt is It... they are kpop there's nothing without them. Like this is my opinion ofc but I'm also correct<3 fjjddj the beginning of mainstream groups being self produced and self choreographed??? The actual kings of synchronicity (sorry shinee it's just more impressive when there's 13 of you JFJD 💔) ?? The diversity in sound and concept, the sheer number of members (sorry nct svt did it first)?? They're just so good<3 I hope you are enjoying getting into them!! And I'd recommend watching their title track mvs coz they all slap but then my fav bsides would be snap shoot, my my (I still don't know if this counts coz there's an mv 🤔), good to me and then I swear my life by their album you make my day it's my fav svt album!!

I am so sorry if this was a lot of info fjdjsj I am excited for you to listen to new stuff ahhhh pls lmk what you listen to and what you vibe with !!! Hope your day has been nice 😚

#toku anon #anons

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trulygrey · 6 years

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MC’s letter to Kaitlyn:

“Dear Kaitlyn,

I know you’ll laugh and tease me when you find out I wrote you a letter. ✉ I just want to relive the things we’ve done from the first time we’ve met.

Do you still remember how you were the first person to welcome me to the suit? Honestly Kait, I meant it when I said you’re hot. 💋 I just couldn’t tell you sooner since you were always pushing me towards Chris/James. They’re great guys but they’re not the one I had a crush on since day one. It was you all along you silly dork ♥.

Remember when we roleplayed James'novel while sneaking inside Professor’s office? You have no idea how by just touching your face that I wanted to kiss you and remove your violet top. 👗 I almost did when you accidentally lost character and mentioned my name. 😉 James just ruined the mood by entering but atleast it wasn’t the professor. 😱 Imagine the look on his face if he caught us. Who would have thought we’d be the leads during his play? Swear you looked so dashing on the red costume. In our fairytale love story filled with rainbows and zombies, you will always be my cool and zombiefied princess. 😎

And our first kiss during that dare? I couldn’t sleep that night or the night after that and maybe the nights after. 💤 I was trying to contain myself from damaging our friendship 👭 and Zack’s constant teasing wasn’t helping! Extremely not helping!

Not touching you more than a friend’s gesture was difficult enough 😭 and I felt so bad and selfish when I wanted to keep you all to myself, especially when you chose to speak to Darren than me. 😣 I wanted to follow you but who was I? In order to follow professor’s orders I wasn’t your date when you wore that red dress with your bare neck exposed. I’m sorry I wasn’t sensitive enough to know that Chris was a difficult name for you to hear that night. If only I knew or atleast if Abbie gave me a bit of a hint when I was complaining about Darren being all around you… I could have told you I love you. But I’m glad it was Darren,if you ended up going with a perverted and ill-mannered guy I would have carried you back home with or without Abbie.😤💪

When you collapsed on your birthday after confessing? Back then that was the scariest moment of my life. I couldn’t hear anything other than the sound of my own heart. ♥ The ambulance 🚑 took forever 🕒 to arrive that I was being held by Abbie and Zack preventing me from carrying you all the way to the hospital 🏥. I was so happy seeing you the next day that I could no longer stop myself from kissing you and telling you I love you. 💋

We didn’t have a perfect relationship, we had arguments, jealousy and misunderstandings and all that. But I’m happy it was with you. I’m so grateful to have a not-so-perfect relationship with you because I would never love anyone more than human flesh other than you Kaitlyn Liao.

I guess, what I fear most now is waking up knowing you won’t be there. That it’s not a semester break that I would get to see you when classes resume. It has been a great year Kait. You’ve been so sweet that you took care of everything on our anniversary and even gave me a gift that I just blurted out the other day. Thank you. You even went so far just to make me smile to the point that you—–”

*MC held on the piece of paper almost being crumpled while holding back her tears*

“I named her after you Kait. I’ll take good care of her…I just wish you were here with me. I ♥ you Kaitlyn Liao”

MC read in front of everyone before lowering her girlfriend’s caskette to the ground…

MC: *wakes up gasping for air*

Kaitlyn: morning sleepyhead, you okay? *wipes the tears from MC’s eyes* Bad dream?😦

MC: *gazes longingly at Kaitlyn and slowly reaches out to her face* are you… real?

Kaitlyn: *intertwines her fingers with MC’s* Well, how do you want to find out? *kisses MC’s palm* 😘

MC: *smiles* Perv.

Kaitlyn:*smiles mischievously* better get up or I’ll eat you up—😉

MC: * hugs Kaitlyn so tight and burries her face on her neck, intaking her scent* *sobs*

I missed you~ 😭

Kaitlyn: Aww. *hugs her back and kissed her head* Was it that bad?! I know how to cheer you up. *gets up* I’ll head out for a se—-

MC: …*pulls Kaitlyn back down* I DON’T WANT A PUPPY!😣

Kaitlyn: How did you–

MC: *nuzzles herself to her* I mean not now. Just… just stay with me. 😟

Kaitlyn: ooooh someone’s clingy, me likey 😁 *cuddles up to MC*

Few minutes later…

Kaitlyn: Too bad it was a Pomsky. 😕

MC:………… *muffled on Kaitlyn’s chest* ask ‘em fow a puppy dewivewy.

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I’m sorry 😅 please let me know what you think. This was emotional for me to write T_T. gaaaaaaah is it easier to post using a 💻 PC? I’m using the app only.

#kaitlyn liao #kaitlynliao #kaitlyn x mc #mc x kaitlyn #choices #playchoices #the sophomore #angst #pixelberry #fanfic

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caroline18mars · 6 years

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Into the night - Chapter 122

“And your brother wasn't the only one, I have every faith in you too, I've seen the massive impact you had on that boy's life, you saved that child, Jordan! Despite all the shit you went through, you got up every single morning to look after him, to love him, and you made absolutely sure that boy had a parent again! So don't stand here and tell me you fucked up, because you didn't honey! You were the one who gave Noah stability and put his life back on the rails again when everything else in your own life was crashing down around you, you gave up your own life to give him one, hell, you even pushed me aside in the process, remember?” Jared mumbled against her mouth as he held her face in his hands. “And yet you stayed” she whispered back, closing her eyes, “I stayed because I was and always will be head over heels in love with you” he smiled, and it made a careful smile burst through her tears while the door behind them opened again and Noah stuck his head round the door with his hand over his eyes “Aunt Jordan, our food is here, Shannon won't let me start eating and I'm huuunggrryyy”. The sight of Noah was so comical that it had them both in a fit of giggles,

Jared plucked a quick kiss from her lips and let go of her, “we'll be right out” she said as she wiped the tears from her face and her nephew slowly stepped back, his hand still covering his eyes “I love you Noah McLeod” she quickly said, “I love you too, aunt Jordan McLeod” Noah replied dryly in the closing of the door. “See? He's in love with you as much as I am, soon we'll be fighting over your attention again” Jared grinned at her “now, let's go and eat before his imagination runs away with him again and he dishes out a saucy story to the judge about us being in the Ladies room together” and put his arm over her shoulder and walked out with her. Jared reassured his brother that everything was under control with a silent nod and when Jordan sat down next to Noah he saw it as his sign to finally dig into his food but by the time she picked up her fork and knife, Noah was wolfing down his food like he hadn't eaten in days. Jordan glanced all worried at Jared who was clearly bubbling with anger seeing how starved the child actually was, “sweetie, hey, hey, sweetie, slow down, it's ok..” she put her hand on his back when he started coughing, almost choking on his food “sweetie?” Jordan instantly panicked when he started gasping for breath. Jared immediately jumped off his chair seeing that the little man was in trouble and was slowly turning blue “Noah, buddy” he ran over to the other side of the table and picked him up from his chair and put him on his feet while he kneeled behind him and clasped his arms around the boy performing the heimlich manoeuvre on him. Finally the tiny body under his hands stiffened and with one big cough, the culprit, a piece of chicken, that was blocking his airway system, appeared. “Breathe Noah, please, breathe” Jordan was panicking so hard her heart was practically jumping out of her chest, but then he coughed a few times and finally started breathing normally again, “easy, buddy, just take it easy” Jared rubbed his back to calm him down. Noah who was crying by now, crawled on his aunt's lap and hid his face against her chest,

“I'm gonna kill 'em, I swear..” Jared hissed but Jordan instantly shook her head and gestured at him to be quiet, he knew that whatever was said about the Duncans might unvoluntarily end up in the courtcase. “Your heart is beating really fast” Noah puffed through his tears while she kissed the top of his head “I know, you really scared me there, but more importantly, are you ok, pumpkin?” she comforted him, rocking him gently but over his head she gestured at both men to take their phone and tape what she was going to say next, if those child abusers could gather evidence against her then so could she. Noah nodded, curled up into a little ball safely in his aunt's arms, “Noah sweetie, why on earth did you have to eat that fast? I know you love your food but that was really, really fast, were you that hungry? You could have choked” she calmly asked. Noah shrugged “I was really hungry”, in the corner of her eye she could see both men hold up their phones, “how much did you eat this morning, what did you have for breakfast?” she asked as innocently as she could, neglect and starvation surely were two major crimes, fight fire with fire, right?. “Nothing..grandma never makes breakfast, she was still in bed when I got up” Noah nestled himself a little tighter against her, “I see..ok then, what did you have for dinner then last night?”, another shrug followed “a banana”. Jordan had to use all of her strength to stay calm now as well “a banana, is that all? Noah sweetie, are you sure you're being absolutely honest with me?”, Noah suddenly sat up and looked her straight in the eye “it's the truth, aunt Jordan, Grandma never cooks or gets food for me and she won't let me have a biscuit either, she got really really angry with me when I took one, she said I was a thief because she thinks I stole it, but I didn't aunt Jordan, honestly I didn't!” he got all upset, big tears of frustration wiggling down his cheeks. “Ssshhh, sweetie, it's alright! Of course you didn't! You're no thief, you hear me? And no one is allowed to call you that, not even your grandparents” with her thumbs she brushed his tears away and kissed his forehead “now, what do you say you finish your food? And no more wolfing it down anymore, understand?” she gave him a warm smile when he nodded and threw his arms around her neck “good boy! We might even have time for dessert if you eat all your veggies, ok?”. Noah loosened his grip on her for a minute “Yay! Dessert!! I..l loveyouloveyouloveyouloveyou, aunt Jordan! You're the bestest aunt in the whole world”.

”Are you ok?” Jared whispered while Shannon made absolutely sure to keep Noah entertained and eating on the other side of the table, “No..I don't know, I guess I'm too shocked right now to say anything rational, I mean, how much longer do I need to keep doing this same thing over and over again? I swear it was only yesterday when I just lay there sunbathing in James' garden, with practically no care in the world and now I'm rushing into courtrooms and out of hospitals like there's no tomorrow” Jordan put her fork down and took a quick sip “and maybe there's not even a tomorrow”. She leaned back in her chair “sorry, I'm being all doom and gloom again, aren't I? It's just that this insecurity about Noah is driving me nuts..well, that and this..this fuckin bad heart of mine, I just..I hate it so fuckin much, I just wish I could have one day, just one day where I wouldn't have to think about all..this, a day where it's about nothing else than just us, just you and I, a day where we can pretend that everything's normal, just one day where we can go shopping, or dancing or go to a movie or out to dinner or just being lazy like any other normal couple on a day off” she started daydreaming. Jared put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close so he could kiss the top of her head “Hmmm, me likey! But I think you forgot the most important part of that list” he grinned in her hair before she looked at him with a question mark in her eyes “Huh? What?”. Jared raised his eyebrows “you forgot having sex! And lots of it, smouldering, white hot, rampant sex”, Jordan's eyes flew towards Noah who sat there giggling again with Shannon, the little choking episode already forgotten about, thank god he hadn't heard, “will you just keep your voice down?” she hissed as she rolled her eyes at him. “You're such a prude” he whispered with a teasing grin from ear to ear, “I am not!” she whispered back in shock, “oh yes you are!!” his grin became just a little wider, if he could play this game well so could she, so she moved her hand underneath the table and grabbed his, placing it between her legs that she spread a little so he had ample space to touch her lace covered triangle there. “It's all your's..to do with whatever you like..tonight” she whispered while she abruptely grabbed his hand again and put it back on his leg, acting completely innocent, but making absolutely sure her hand caressed his crotch and had a good feel before she straightened her back again. “Game on, you want that tight little pussy pounded really hard, don't you?” he leaned in, whispering all seductively in her ear, Jordan could feel things and herself heat up with every second, this man was just impossible, nothing could ever intimidate him “oh god yes, really, really, hard” she breathed all horny as she crossed her legs and pulled her skirt over her knees again. “Good girl!” Jared bit his lip and then licked it, while he tried to adjust himself as inconspicuously as possible, “aunt Jordan, I don't want to go back to that room, I want to go home with you” Noah interrupted their dirty little conversation, sliding off his chair and circling the table so he could be with her.

Jordan shot straight back to care mode and helped him crawl on her lap, folding her arms around him “I know sweetie, I don't want to go back there either but we have to” she kissed the top of his head before she rested her chin against it. She felt the boy clam up again so she added “do you remember that time when you wanted to go back to your grandma and I had to stay in London?”. Noah sat up and looked at her “Yes, I got to go with Jared on that plane” he nodded, “exactly, and do you remember that I told you that we could talk to each other without a phone if we thought about each other long enough?”. A little smile appeared on his face “yes, I remember, you said I only had to pick a star and it would be just like we were talking” and she met his smile with her own, “well, if you're in bed tonight, you just pick a star and I'll pick one too and we can talk for hours, ok?”. Noah nodded eagerly before he pushed himself against her chest again “we can talk until I can come and live with you again” he whispered like it was their little secret, Jordan's eyes watered a little, his belief that he was coming back touched her deep inside, she no longer was just his caretaker, he really saw her as his mother with all her strong points and her flaws. “Yes” she buried her nose in his hair again, “I really need to ask you something, aunt Jordan” he whispered and the seriousness he said it with worried her “what is it?”, he nervously shuffled a bit, “I don't want to call you aunt Jordan anymore..I want you to be my..mama..do you want to be my mama?” he breathed, closing his eyes afraid of her reaction. Jared's eyes flew over to Jordan who froze on the spot only to relax again a second later “What?” she breathed, turning to Jared who could barely hide his emotions and bit his lip, “Yes.. yes of course I'll be your mama, pumpkin, of course I will” she cried.

Jared found Jordan out on the balcony of his bedroom, completely lost in her own thoughts “It's still your birthday you know, are you really sure you won't reconsider and go out and celebrate?”, Jordan shook her head “no..I don't feel like celebrating”. Jared took a deep breath and strolled out to her “I know it's been a tough afternoon but we'll get our chance to show the evidence tomorrow, when I'm called as a witness” he sat down next to her and took her hand to kiss it. Jordan just nodded but not with much convinction so he took a strand of her long brown hair and twirled it around his finger “he called you 'mama', that was pretty spectacular” he tried to cheer her up and it did, a little “yeah that was so awesome” she smiled but not for long and turned her attention back to the luscious garden that was starting to look like an enchanted garden, lit up by the setting of the glorious early evening sun. Before she could dissapear into her own little world again, Jared ran his hand through her hair and kissed her cheek “It is awesome” he whispered and finally she moved and pushed her chair closer to his so she could put her head on his shoulder. “I don't know what I'm gonna do when that judge rules in his grandmother's favour, I couldn't handle it, I really couldn't handle it..these last few days without him have been hell..I've been trying to see it your way and you're right, Noah was my brother's last gift, that's the way I have to look at it, he gave me Noah so I would barely have enough time to mourn..and Noah gave me you..” she breathed “if he hadn't barged through that stupid hole in your hedge and jumped into your pool that day, we would never have met”. Jared closed his eyes and smiled, it was almost a year ago but it felt like it had been yesterday “yeah..that day was the day you walked into my life and saved me, we were both so lost and alone and yet you still found the energy to not just rescue Noah but also rescue me..nobody dared to talk about..” he paused for a second and closed his eyes, the hurt and the pain of Charlotte's death still fresh on his mind “Charlotte..except for you, you knew exactly how to tap into the most delicate subject, all those hours we spent on a couch talking, well basically I talked and you listened..”. A smile formed on her lips “and you thinking I was some kind of British weirdo” she rolled her eyes and cringed as the memories started flowing about those first uncomfortable weeks, “well yeah, there was that” he joked, earning himself a slap against his stomach from her “ok, so maybe it wasn't love at first sight, but goddammit I was so in awe of you, I still am” he laughed. “Yeah right” she hissed sarcastically, “no seriously I am, there's so many things about you that I admire so much, like your fierceness, your stamina, your independence and your freedom..but what I mostly admire is that silly, big lion's heart of yours” he murmured in her hair as he pulled her closer “the way you love Noah and keep fighting for him no matter what..that's just..mindblowing”. He had rarely sounded so sincere, her love for this man grew with every second that ticked by and it was breaking her already dodgy heart all over again “what if I'm fighting a lost cause though? What if Noah's not gonna be put in my care? I know it's an impossible question for you to answer but I just couldn't bear it..Noah's like my child” she panicked again. “I don't know..I wish I did, but I don't..but..if we don't get custody over Noah, then we're gonna have to start thinking about having a few babies of our own so Noah has brothers or sisters to play with when he comes to visit” the words just came out so easy and so naturally he surprised himself, but he meant every single word of it. He could feel Jordan's body go rigid in his arms, he knew what she was thinking so he quickly continued “I mean it, Jordan, when you get that new heart, I want us to be a real family, I want you to be the mother of my children”. Jordan slowly let go of him and sat up “ok” she breathed as she stared into his eyes, “ok?” this was not the answer he had expected but definitely the answer he had been hoping for “ok,as in 'ok, I'm absolutely sure of it'?” his heart pounded in his chest, for the first time she didn't object or mention her heart problems. “yes, I'm absolutely sure of it” she leaned in to steal a kiss “we could start practicing right now if you want, after all it's still my birthday and you made me a promise in that restaurant today, remember?” her eyes lit up in fire “what was it again? Help me out here, something about..white hot, rampant se..” but before she could even finish the sentence, Jared's mouth crashed down on her's and he hastily put her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, before he got up and picked her up too, carrying her into his bedroom.

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