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daydreamingqueen1 · 5 months

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spencer gifting reader w lingerie for the first time and being all flustered giving it to her???

Lingerie

hi, love, thank you so much for the request, sorry it took so longg <3 Congrats on being my first request btw

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, suggestive, reader in her underwear, nothing explicit, no y/n.

Word count: 1.3k

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"It's creepy right? Who does this? Why did I buy it?!"

Spencer had been home for about fifteen minutes before he went and hid inside the bedroom. It took you another twenty before you ventured into the hallway quietly and heard him talking to himself in progressively more panicked whispers.

This was not normal but maybe it had been a bad case. However, when that happened, he was usually inclined to cling to you in silence until everything felt a bit less, not hide away.

This is not it.

"God, I'm a pervert!"

Okay, that's enough. You need to intervene. You give a few overtly loud steps to warn him of your presence.

Spencer is pacing the room back and forth, a black bag in his hand. He flies to hide the bag behind his back the moment you walk in, a blush spreading through his cheeks.

"Spencer? What's going on?" You ask cautiously.

He gives you a reassuring smile, a poor attempt at one at least, "Nothing! Nothing, everything is completely fine."

You arch your eyebrow, "Really?"

Spencer presses his lips together in a line and nods way too quickly.

You sigh, torn between amusement and slight concern, "You know you are the profiler of the two of us, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Then you shouldn't be this bad at hiding something, Spencer." Your deadpan look only manages to turn him redder.

Staring back at you guiltily, he gulps. "I– I'm sorry, sweetheart."

You give a few tentative steps closer to him, your expression turning more worried by the second, "What's wrong, Spence? Did something happen?"

He's quick to shake his head and reassure you, "No, no, nothing like that, everyone's fine."

You exhale a relieved breath.

"It's just... silly." Spencer finishes, shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

Closing the distance between you two, your hand comes to rest over his chest, "It's okay, you deal with my silly all the time," you give him a small encouraging smile, "What does the pretty doctor have in between hands?"

"I–" he hesitates again before sighing and mumbling like a child, "I bought you something."

"Oh?" you truly didn't expect that answer, surprise flooding your features, "Why are you so flustered then? Can I see it?"

The crimson color returns to his cheek and you think he's a second away from bolting out from the room. He hangs his head in defeat and finally relents, revealing the mysterious black bag from behind his back.

Giving him a quizzical look, you take it in your hands. You're almost apprehensive as you pull out the silk paper from the top and discover a small nondescript box inside. The cardboard feels expensive against your hands, you shoot your nervous boyfriend another glance before finally opening it.

"Oh."

Silence fills the room for the next few seconds. You're about to open your mouth when—

"I'm sorry!" Spencer's nervous energy snaps and he starts babbling out an apology, "You don't have to wear it. I shouldn't have bought it without asking you first. I– I can't return it but we can just toss it and forget about it. I'm sorry, really, please don't think that I'm a creep."

You can't help it, you laugh at his frantic response, "Calm down, Spencer, you're not a creep. I love it."

Spencer seems about to go off into another lengthy apology before your words register on his brain.

"...What?"

"I love it." You smile genuinely at him before looking down at the contents of the box. Inside rests a set of lovely purple lace lingerie. Your hand reaches for the material and your smile widens even more at the luxurious feel of the fabric.

You launch yourself to hug him, "Thank you!"

"You're not mad?" He asks as if he was expecting you would slap him rather than hug him. You feel the heat of his flushed cheeks against you.

"Why would I?" You take the garments between your fingers and appreciate them closely. Taking pity on his nerves, you give his shoulder a comforting squeeze, "You're allowed to buy sexy underwear you want to see your girlfriend in, Spencer."

"Am I?" he says incredulously.

"Yes," You respond, chuckling and then grinning excitedly, "I'll go try it on!"

His eyes widen comically and before he can say anything else you run with your new set to lock yourself inside the bathroom.

You shed your clothes and put on the lacey bra and matching panties, critically observing your reflection on the mirror. It's a really pretty set. The lace feels soft and expensive against your skin, Spencer must have spent a considerable amount on it.

The lingerie set it's not even that risqué to have put Spencer at the edge of a panic attack, you think to yourself with amusement, you've seen more provocative stuff in department stores.

Trutfully, it's perfect. The bra hugs your breasts, pushing them up and leaving the top prettily displayed, the panties frame your bum flatteringly and cinch around your hips perfectly. Plus the color contrasts nicely with your skin tone, though you suspect that's not the reason why he chose it.

Giving one last appreciative glance to your figure, you fluff your hair before exiting the bathroom.

You find Spencer sitting on the side of the bed, playing with his hands like he always does whenever he's nervous. His head immediately snaps up at the creek of the door.

Gathering all your courage, you put on a show, walking through your room with an enticing sway of your hips, your eyes staring directly at him.

Humming the tune of that one sexy song, you give a slow and playful turn to let him take you all in. You stop when you are facing him again, your hands resting on your hips and your eyebrow raising expectantly, "Well? How do I look?"

Spencer is too stunned to speak, his mouth parted in a dumb expression of wonder. It gives you an incredible rush.

"Sweet heavens," he exhales, you don't think he knows he's saying it out loud.

Under his admiring gaze, you become suddenly shy, your hands crossing over your middle, not knowing how to deal with so much of his undivided attention. "Oh, um... it fits."

"It certainly does," Spencer whispers in that airy tone again, his fingers stretching towards you and delicately tracing the edge of the lace panties. Goosebumps erupt all over you.

"Didn't think you'd know my bra size," you comment, desperately trying to stop your heart from wildly beating inside your ribcage.

"I didn't," He pulls you closer and you fall onto his lap, your arms instinctively closing around his neck, "I calculated it based on my memories."

"So you've thought about me naked while you were buying it," you say, regaining some of your confidence.

That seems to pull him out of his indulgent trance, his ears turning a bit pink, "Well... yeah, but just because they said I couldn't return underwear and–"

You stop him before he flusters himself again, "I'm just teasing you, Spence. You are also allowed to think of your girlfriend naked."

He looks up at your face and his lips curl in an uncharacteristically smug smirk.

"Not now!" You exclaim chuckling and slapping his shoulder playfully, "I guess that eidetic memory can serve naughtier purposes."

Spencer huffs out a laugh and closes his arms around your waist, pecking your lips sweetly, "You liked your present then, sweetheart?"

"I do, it's lovely," You pretend to go for another kiss but instead push his chest, making him fall back on the mattress.

“Hey,” he protests weakly, looking up at you with adoring eyes.

You lean forward, caging his head between your arms, a coy smile forming on your face, “Let's give that wonderful brain of yours a fresh memory to relive, eh?”

Let's just say the lingerie set doesn't stay on for much longer after that.

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yourfavpasifikacreator · 2 months

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hii! could you do like jock!clarisse x like nerd!reader like clarisse bullies her and somehow by the end like they like each other (btw it’s like still set at camphalfblood) but hopefully this makes sense😭 anyways i love your fics sorry if you can’t ! :) xx

A/n: love this and thank you! Sorry I took so longg

Clarisse la rue x demigod!fem!reader

warning: slight bullying fluff doesn't make much sense sorry

you and Clarisse were never really on good terms you never but you really liked Clarisse for a long time but you knew someone like her would never love you always were reminded of it and of course, it hurts.

you were walking to archery class your hair in a messy bun some bits of your beautiful y/h/c your glasses almost about to fall off your face and then you suddenly bump into somebody your glasses fell off your face.

"Sorry... uhm I didn't... I didn't mean..." You looked for your glasses when you found them you put them on, looking up at the person

"finally found them four-eyes?" she said snickering 'oh my gods Clarisse?!' "Next time watch where you are going, okay? we wouldn't want me to step on your glasses?" she rudely shoved you out of her way while her pretty annoying fucking smirk still snickered while walking away with her friends.

you felt like your heart could break right there it felt upsetting, but you sighed "Whatever." angrily walking away but that anger quickly turned into pain as the days went by.

then it happened again maybe it was you, but you felt exhausted maybe because you'd been awake all night doing your homework you never liked staying up late because it always made you uncomfortable and emotional like always you kept to yourself not really feeling like being noticed today.

at break, Clarisse always had a knack for picking on you she sat right next to you "Hey, there four eyes" she said smiling how annoying but to you her smile was everything it was your most loved thing about her.

"What is it, Clarisse...?" you said slightly anxious a tired you had bags under your eyes feeling heavy like you were carrying the weight of the world.

"don't talk to me like that," she said annoyed by your attitude.

"oh, I'm sorry Your Highness," you said mockingly, and then getting up to walk away.

"ugh, annoying nerd.." she said sighing, Clarisse does like you she just has a very annoying way of showing it.

the teacher who teaches archery told you that you needed someone to tutor you about how to hold your bow you hated the archery she always criticized your skills in archery.

then you hear Clarisse speak as she walks closer to you "Is this who you wanted me to teach, Mrs.?"

you groaned in pain, slightly uncomfortable because you actually liked her it's just imagine having to be tutored by your crush, "why does it, have to be her." you said quietly.

"y/n, Clarisse is the best person on the battlefield with any weapon you should be happy to be tutored by her so stop being ungrateful," she responded annoyed at your comment before walking away.

Clarisse walked closer to you, snickering looking you in your eyes lifting your chin to look at her as she was taller than you "Yeah well, I guess you are stuck with me for now, four-eye".

you groaned a rolled your eyes pushing her away softly "You are literally the devil in disguise." looking away and blushing looking away.

"Whatever, I know you love me~," she said walking away "Oh, and meet me here next week on Monday in the morning when I practice my archery not that I need to, but you know," she said with such confidence.

you knew she wasn't entirely wrong you really did like her.

next week on Monday you went to where you had to meet up with Clarisse to see her training already you had never seen someone train so early in the morning.

"Finally, you here, what took you so long?" she said annoyed flipping her hair back.

you rolled your eyes annoyed "What are you talking about I was only 1 minute late." you said with an angelic voice.

"Well, that's a minute of my time wasted on you." in a soft tone as if she didn't really mean it, that's because she really didn't to her she could spend her time with you all the time, she freed up her time for you she had some errands to run today but she didn't do them because it would mess up her meet up.

"mhm? I thought this was supposed to be you teaching me how to "master the art of archery" or is it just a way for you to talk down on me?." you said with sarcasm in the last sentence.

"Whatever, just get your bow out," she said smiling softly at you.

as you get to training you point your arrow trying but always ending up missing your sigh, you knew the teacher was right, but you hate being told that a hundred times with you feel a tight

Clarisse observed how you wielded the bow a grinned as she walked up behind you "Just hold the bow like this, not like you holding a baseball bat." then she shot the arrow while holding your hands it didn't miss the target.

"you are not that bad, as I was hoping you would be~," you said with a grin that was when started becoming softer to you.

you two secretly hung out at night one of those nights you and Clarisse were in her cabin sitting next to each other just talking and laughing "Hey, Clarisse we need to talk seriously though..."

she looked confused a concerned "Hmm? Okay, what happened are you hurt?" shit she just said that.

"no, but i do have something to tell you, clarisse" you took a deep breath in a out "you no what never mind, i should go its getting pretty late anyway" you said awkwardly getting up to leave

she looked confused then she quickly grabbed your hand "wait! don't go..." she said before you went.

"What is it, Clarisse?" you said concerned at her suddenly with a very concerned face because you thought what a mess you've gotten yourself into you said still going to leave until you heard clarisse speak.

"y/n, the truth is that I distanced from you because I love you!.." she covered her mouth can't believe she said that she looked away embarrassed.

"really?.." you said softly walking over to sit next to her "do you really like a nerd like me?.." you said turning her chin to look at you.

Clarisse sat silently and sighed "why wouldn't I not love you?, your perfect to your head to the tip of your toes, I don't ever want to hear you say that about yourself." She said softly holding your hand "that's why I love you your personality your looks your everything.." using her free hand to caress your face

The warmth of her words was like heaven and earth combined the way the sunlight shines on her face the way the light highlights her hair with such grace is like a beauty yet to be discovered "I love you too, clarisse I love the way the sunlight shines on your beautiful face and hair." You said with an angelic voice kissing her cheek.

Clarisse smiled softly, "I would want nothing less than to be with you as well, my sweet heart." She said with such kindness her heart felt in peace.

Bonus!!!

You and clarisse were walking around with each other everyone knew that you belonged to her "clarisse I'm so tired of walking maybe we should just sit down my feet hurt."

Clarisse scoffed "well then I'll just carry you!" She said happily

You scoffed "you can't carry me!" But then she picked you up bridal style whilst some of the girls stared in jealousy "what did you, say?"

"whatever." You said annoyed then she started giggling.

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imwetforyourmom · 1 month

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heading for the door pt2

pt1

summary: what happens after the breakup?

warnings: mentions of cheating, mentions of lack of eating, crying, swearing, fem!reader, ive never been in a club so mb if its poorly described, meantions of drinking and alcohol, help yall idk what else

sorry this took so longg

y/n held her knees to her chest as she sat on her bed. she was only staring at the wall infront of her. the creamish popcorn wall. nothing special about it, nothing special going on.

the only special thing she could think about was matt, even though she knew she shouldn’t. she was only tearing herself down more and more.

the thoughs of matt holding her, mumbling hush words to her with a sweet and caring tone of voice, the memories of them going on picnic dates together and laughing and giggling the entire time came flooding back to her, just as her tears did, overflowing from her eyes.

the realization of her actions and what had happened only sunk in after matt left, and that was almost a week ago.

she’d been in bed all week, no motivation to get up, shower, get dressed, nothing. she couldnt bring herself to move herself to do important things, such as eating, the last she’d eaten was almost two days ago.

but as of right now she couldnt focus on the gurgling and rumbling of her tummy, the way her body ached, the constant pounding in her head, the overwhelming thoughts, no. all she could think about was how she’d never feel matts touch, hear his voice, see his clothes lying around, as much as she hated picking all of it up, now she’d absolutely kill to be able to do it again.

but no. everything, absolutely everything was gone. and there was nothing she could do about it, except wait until something happened, just hope that maybe she’d find the motivation to move her sore and aching body off the bed, take a nice and warm shower, brush her teeth and take care of herself, eat a delicious and big meal.

she hated how she felt, how she couldn’t even look at a bracelet on her dresser, a bracelet her and matt had made to celebrate their two year anniversary. their two years of loving one another, two years of giving as much attention and affection as possible, spending two years of their lives together.

all of that was gone. she couldnt relive any of it, she couldnt bring it back somehow, she couldnt do anything except accept that she ruined everything, she ruined the love they had for eachother, the life they built together.

“am I not good enough for you?” the words rung through y/ns head, being all she could hear. the words she never wished to come out of her matt. the words she absolutely hated since he spoke them. she hated the way they made her feel. she hated how she felt sick to her stomach when the words processed through y/ns head.

knowing that he felt as if he wasnt enough and was basically worthless to y/n absolutely destroyed her. knowing matt was everything, everything. he was everything to her. without him she didnt feel like herself, and now that he was gone and gone for most likely forever she’d always feel this way.

she couldn’t feel complete, a part of her would be missing for forever and she’d never feel comfortable with herself. never feel normal. never feel the same joy she felt when she was with matt.

god, she built her entire life around matt, relying on him for her everything, her happiness, her grounding, her safety and comfort. she was so used to being with him, that everything she saw or heard reminded her of him, and what did that do? nothing. it only made her feel worse.

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“come on y/nnn, you havent left your bed in a weekk, just come out, and you’ll feel better.” the text read, y/n stared for a moment, thinking all the thoughts of what would happen if she went out.

what if she saw matt? it wouldnt matter. they’ve broken up anyways.

what if another man reminds her of him and she breaks down and sobs? highly doubt that would happen, matts one in a million.

what if she gets black out drunk and calls matt? she hopes she does, maybe they’ll get back together.

y/ns thumbs moved across her keyboard quickly, pressing the letters and forming a sentence.

reading it over and over again, y/n made sure this is what she wanted and what she wanted only, not basing it off of anything to do with matt.

“yeah ill come out. pick me up at 9.” she pressed send and clicked her phone off.

she took in a breath, moving her legs to the side of the bed, pushing them to the edge and onto the floor.

the harsh cold wood on y/ns feet(sies) reminding her this was reality and not some stupid dream she’d made up.

• • •

y/n quickly thanked the uber before stepping foot out of the car, immediately being greeted with a very enthusiastic “hiii!!” by ryleigh, her voice high pitched as she wrapped her arms around y/n.

y/ns arms wrapped around ryleighs body, saying a quick “hi” aswell, maybe a small smile at her lips. she still felt disgusted with herself, with what she did to matt. she’d never be able to feel the way she did before she’d done what she did to matt.

hell, she couldnt even utter the words of what she’d done. the words brought her great pain, a nauseous feeling to her stomach and tears to her eyes.

“are you readyy?” ryleigh asked, her voice just as comforting and encouraging as y/n needed it to be.

ryleigh pulled away from the hug, her grin ultimately comforting y/n and reminding her she was in a safe space with ryleigh.

“yess! by the way, love the dress babe, you look beautiful!” y/n answered, her lips curving into a grin, matching ryleighs.

“thankss. lets go inside.” ryleigh pulled y/n by the hand, pulling her inside the club.

as soon as the door opened loud ass music, neon lights and chattering engulfed y/ns senses. the lights really getting to her, they were just.. so much brighter than inside her bedroom.

ryliegh, on the other hand was enjoying it all. the sweaty bodies she and y/n moving against others as they walked to the bar. everything going on was just what ryleigh needed.

“hello ladies, what can I get ya?” the bartender offered a warm smile towards the two. his voice sending shivers down rylieghs spine. it was a husk, and deep voice, ultimately pulling ryliegh in.

“uh- um.. I- ill take a majito.. um.. y/n? what do you want?” ryleighs shaky and flustered voice turned to y/ns direction.

“I dont want anything. thank you though, ryleigh.” y/n answered. as easy as it would be to consume alcohol and drown out all her thoughts with matt, she knew it wasnt right. she shouldnt because she needs to live the reality of what she did, and also, because drinking alcohol like that is not a good idea, whatsoever.

“alrighty, then. thats all.. mister..?” ryleigh trailed off as she turned back around to face the bar tender, leaning her forearms onto the counter.

• • •

y/n left ryleigh and the bartender. they were just flirting and shit. she didnt want to be the third wheel. wheres the fun in that?

y/n was currently enjoying her night, atleast trying too. as much fun as someone who just ruined their relationship could.

she lightly swayed with the music, her hips moving side to side gently with the music.

she lightly hummed the words of the song, suddenly being so consumed by the beautiful sounds of the singers voice and the background music.

then, everything stopped. her body movements came to a halt. the music suddenly going quiet. her breathing stopping and her heart rate quickening, as her eyes laid on matt.

she immediately bit her lip and took in sharp breaths. her arms twisting together as she stared at him, her eyes darting down his face and body.

the way his silky and shiny brunette hair fell perfectly ontop of his head. the way his green shirt looked so, so good on him. the color perfecting his skin.

god, everything she wanted in a person, yet she couldnt have, but once did.

matt stared at the crowd of bodies infront of him, all moving under bright lights. his eyes trained on each and every individual, his eyes scanning the way each body curved and didnt curve, the features of their faces and their clothing. studying each person for no other reason than being bored.

his eyes were currently laid on one girl, his eyes trained on her hips moving, not even bothering to glance up at her face, nothing.

he could only think about how familiar the movements looked, how perfect she moved her hips.. but more importantly how it looked so familiar like he’d seen it plenty times before.

suddenly, her bodys movements stopped. his eyebrows raised in confusion, wandering why the girl had stopped. he moved his eyes from her hips to her face.

he didnt even have to look for another second to know that is his girl- that was his girl. once was, never (at least, what a part of him wants) again.

he quickly took in how she took in sharp and small breaths, her arms twisting together in the same way she always used to, when she was nervous, he quickly recognized.

fuck.

suddenly his eyes began filling with tears as his lungs slowly deflated with no air. he couldnt find it in himself to take in a breath, without atleast letting out a small sob.

as much as it pained him to look at the girl he only wished was still his, he couldnt bring himself to look away.

he missed the way her arms felt around him, the way her words always got to him, comforted, brought happiness, anything he wanted her words always seemed to do it. the way her beautiful eyes stared into his, the beautiful color of her irises bringing such comfort, warmth and nervousness over him at any given moment with no failure.

as much as what she did with koda absolutley kills him, he still loves her, he still hopes she was in his bed with him everymorning, he still wishes she was the one to always hold him as long as he needed it.

all he wanted was her, and he knew he could have her back, but he knew she didnt deserve him.

y/n stood in her spot, her feet planted to the ground as she took in her shaky breaths, so badly wanting to walk over to matt and talk to him, she just wasnt sure if she was ready or if he didnt want to talk to her. why would he? she basically cheated on him.

her eyes couldnt help but to stay on the boy, until he motioned for her to come to him.

she nodded, before looking away then untwisting her arms and flailing them to her sides, shaking her hands for a moment to get the nerves out and to prepare herself.

she brought one foot infront of the other, walking to matt in a quick motion.

“hi.” matt breathed, seeing y/n standing infront of him. seeing the girl he wanted so badly stand infront of him.

“hi.” she spoke, taking in a breath before quickly saying “alright, listen. I am so fucking sorry for what I did matt. I would absolutely do anything for you. I’d- I would do anything matt. words cannot describe how drained ive been without you, I havent felt the same, I don’t- nevermind. this isnt about me, this is about you and what I did.” she took in another breath, collecting herself before starting again.

“alright. what I did was absolutely unacceptable and absolutely disgusting of me. you were my boyfriend and I should not have done what I did with koda. its absolutely sickening and- and, wrong. no man could ever amount to you, you’re everything and all of everything ive ever wanted. koda is- is not the one to blame here. its me. but I need you to understand that I still love you and if I could I would treat you so so much better than what I did before. i am, truly, so sorry matt, and i do hope we could date again- or atleast be friends.” she finished. exhaling a large breath, feeling a huge amount of weight being lifted off her shoulders.

matts eyes stared down in awe at her. all of her words went straight to his heart. he’d completely forgiven her the moment she opened her mouth and admitted what she did was wrong.

his hands slowly came up to her face, his hand cupping her cheek and pulling her face into his, pressing their lips together in a passionate and sweet kiss. nothing sexual behind it.

y/n crumbled into the kiss and closed her eyes, until matt pulled away and pulled her into him. wrapping his arms around her body as he hugged her. he muttered words into her head, “I forgive you, I forgive you.” he repeated, his hand coming to the back of her head as he pulled her into even more of a warm hug.

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kisses4suna · 2 years

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AHHHH OK OK

soo can you please write about father suna reacting to he’s child first walk?

I’m deadass in love with father suna 😩😩😩

If ur comfortable with it ofc! Take your time ❤️

reacting to his child’s first walk ! #

☆ featuring. suna rintarou, bokuto koutarou, kita shinsuke, akaashi keiji x reader !

note: reader is called mommy

i am SOO so sorry if you had to wait longg , sorry if this isn’t good enough or what you meant/had in mind 😭

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SUNA RINTAROU -

suna never got the fuss about children’s first things, that was til he experienced it. he always thought that people were so dramatic about it, but in reality when his newly born daughter even made her first sound- this man was absolutely gushing over it, saying she’s grown up so fast.

he practically sees all his kids as mini versions of you and him- so when his first daughter started walking to him, he was literally going crazy. he took out his phone so fast, and started to record her walking to him. you were using the bathroom at the time so he wasn’t sure if you’d see it or not, but he was so happy about it. like full on cheering and jumping up and down.

“yeah that’s right!! come on, you got this baby!!”, he had his hands out in front of her as she continued walking forward, he was scared she’d trip or fall while walking. “lets surprise mommy, yeah?” he says, making a trail to the bathroom.

his daughter followed him till his back hit the bathroom door, and when you opened it, you were confused till your eyes reached the ground, seeing your husband squatting with his arms out, and your baby standing and balancing on her own two feet for the first time. “oh my god! did she-“ you didn’t even get to finish his sentence, “yup.” he said proudly, “that’s my girl”, he brings his hand up to her, and she gives him a small high five, slightly missing the palm of his hand and instead high-fived his fingers instead.

he turns to you then back to his daughter, “c’mon, why don’t we show mommy some more ?”, he says, carrying her in his arms and bringing her to the living room, where he placed her down as she continued to show the two of you how she walks.

BOKUTO KOUTAROU -

he is very energetic and happy. he doesn’t notice it at first cause he’s too busy looking at one of his daughter’s toys, picking it up and just curiously staring at it. then just right above his eyes he sees his daughter walking and he drops everything in his hands and just stares in shock.

“y/n ? y/n !!” he yells, and from across the hall you start walking over to him, “what’s wrong ?” you say, and you look down to see your daughter waddling towards her dad.

“oh my god.”, as you say that, his eyes lit up. bringing his hands to carry up his daughter, “she did it!!! she learnt how to walk!!”, he carries her on his shoulders, bringing her around the house, running around as she giggles.

you watch from afar and admire your husband entertaining your daughter, he runs back into the room, dropping her on her bed. “good job baby!!!” he says, grinning straight at her, as she begins clapping her hands. then he turns to look at you, giving you a gentle smile.

KITA SHINSUKE -

normally you take care of the baby whilst kita does chores outside the farm, but while you were hanging up your clothes to dry by the sun, kita had to feed the baby.

reading the ingredients and instructions for the baby food- he carefully followed them, and without even knowing, his baby toddler son was slowly walking towards him. and stunned to say the least- kita slightly jumped- taking a minute to process.

his eyes widened at the sight, calling for your name. he started smiling and told him to carefully walk towards you.

doing as his dad told him to do- your son came waddling to you like a little penguin. kita quickly grabbed the polaroid camera sitting on top of the kitchen counter and snapped a photo of your son walking towards you for the first time.

when the polaroid picture started printing, he took it off and while the ink was spreading around, he admired your beauty and smiled at the sight of his family.

AKAASHI KEIJI -

you two are actually preparing for this moment- you were holding the small infant by the arms, trying to guide your son to walking.

akaashi was holding an old vintage aesthetic digital camera, vlogging the entire thing.

“c’mon!! go walk to daddy”, you signaled a little wave and pointed your finger towards keiji, signaling for your son to walk towards him.

your son didn’t quite seem to get the hint, so you just gave up with a shrug and small pout, “babe c’mon! let me try”, keiji said, carefully passing you the camera, you held up the camera to video your husband holding your son, “is it on?” keiji asks, you give a nod.

“c’mon boy, walk to mommy? just try at least please..” he says, your son nods and attempts to stand up, keiji supporting his every move, “you got this.. just walk straight to her” he whispers, the infant slowly stands up, walking carefully, your mouth opening more and more every time he takes a step. “that’s it, go straight to mommy, alright?” your husband faintly whispers, trying to not jinx it but also motivating the small boy at the same time.

as your son reaches your arm, you squeal excitingly, handing the camera to keiji, he points the camera lense at you, and you and your son both wave to the camera smiling, “good boy!!“ you turn to give a kiss to your son’s cheek.

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waddei · 3 years

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haha dad's got some weird old maps, like, wtf is a lmanburg dude lmao

au where, centuries after the smp, phil decides to give himself a second change on being a good father

his kids discover all of the weird shit he collected on his travels and get weirdly invested on discovering the history of these forgotten places

this took so long hahan't

#GOd THIS TOOK SO LONGG #imma finish my homework now #tommyinnit #tommy innit #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp au #dreamp smp fan art #techno was gonna be here too but thats too much work #THIS IS WHAT THOSE DESIGNS WHRE FOR!!#lmanburg #the a.e #antarctic empire my beloved #wadds art #old maps and forgotten lives au

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tatakaebomb · 2 years

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hello to both of u!!! I'm new here so ig this is my first ask hehehe. can I request a Sanzu x Reader where y/n has a high sex drive but she's a virgin so she most likely got it from the genes. when she turned 22, she tried to go to this club that Sanzu owns just so to find someone who'll relieve her.

unfortunately, Sanzu's been eyeing her the moment she came in from the club and Sanzu can eee what she's trying to do so ykyk they ended up in bed and after that Sanzu ended up admitting that he wanted to end up together with her and that he's willing to get to know her <3333

Hey love, im sorry this took so longg but i hope you enjoy it ! This was meant to be more of a drabble but i got a little carried away, i couldn’t help it i love Sanzu :>

- Ren <3

tw : soft dom! Sanzu, virginity loss, fingering, a lot of praise, just soft smut tbh, he’s the best :(

NSFW 18+

wc : 2.2k (oops)

Big 22, your eyes fixed up on the mirror as you started neatly doing your hair, your fingers parting the strands through it.

A new club opened down town, and it grabbed your attention the moment you saw people swarming the place last week and you decided to briefly go in for a drink to see what the fuss was about before leaving shortly.

You thought it could be a good location to celebrate your birthday since it was coming up anyways.

A celebration isn't everything you wished for though, it was a little more than that.

In all honesty, you've started to reach an age where you couldn't hold back for a " special someone " anymore, you just wanted to fuck someone and feel the rush and pleasure you've heard so much about.

You were fairly innocent in any previous sexual experience , only have had a few flings here and there but never taking it as far as having sex.

However you weren't innocent when it came to your fantasies and high sex drive, you were just waiting for the day you finally convinced yourself to let go and go all the way with a man.

And that day, was today.

You walked inside the club, your mini dress slowly beginning to slip up over your thighs as you approached the busy bar.

" What can i get you ? " The bartender asks, his voice slightly muffled by the loud music playing in the background.

" A margarita, please" You smiled , pretty eyelashes fluttering as he starts mixing up your drink before pouring it in a glass and serving it.

You sipped on it and looked around for a while but noone seemed to grab your attention, noone looked like anything special.

It started to seem like maybe tonight wasn't really the night, that was until you saw him.

Long pink hair and pretty eyelashes glaring intensely at you from the VIP section.

His gaze growing hungrier as he noticed you were staring back at him, the way the scars on his lips turned to a smirk as he sat up send chills down your spine.

God, he was gorgeous.

Thats when you noticed, he was walking in your direction.

He takes a seat at the bar next to you,placing a cigar between his lips before inhaling, his blue eyes never once leaving yours.

"If you keep staring at me like that, i hope you can at least take what comes after" He exhales, cocky grin engraved on his face.

You feel yourself blushing, your tongue poking the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from laughing. Dressed that nicely and that's the first thing he decides to break the ice with?

"I'm sorry, do i know you?" You give a snarky reply back, twirling the small glass in your hand before bringing it to your lips. You feel his gaze linger far too long on your body, his eyes scanning you from head to toe before the grin suddenly drops from his face.

"Sadly you don't, that can change though" His eyes meet yours again, the blunt tone in his voice making you think twice of being rude. Your eyebrows furrow, where have you seen him before ?

" Who are you ? " You ask trying to not seem intimidated.

" Noone special, i just own this place " He smirks from ear to ear, blowing the smoke away from you as he nears you. You freeze up, lifting an eyebrow in silence.

" You got a name, pretty ?"

"Y-Y/N, Y/N L/N, yours ? " You stutter, your eyes scanning his features.

" And what's a girl like you doing here, Y/N ? " He asks another question, ignoring yours and not waiting for an answer before he continues,

" You seem a little lost"

You giggle involuntarily at how he's asking all these questions but refusing to answer yours.

" It's my birthday, and i am NOT l-lost " You bite back, your confidence dropping when you feel his hand placed on your upper thigh.

" I-I don't even know your name " You look down at his hand then back up at him, a smirk forming on your face.

He lowers his head to your shoulder, his lips hovering over your right ear,

" Come with me and i'll tell you, deal ? "

You bite on your lower lip, your hand latches onto his as it starts moving upwards towards your inner thigh.

He looks at you confused as he raises and eyebrow, your face reddens as you give him a nod,

" Deal "

He grins, not waiting a second before taking your hand in his and pulling you after him. You try to keep up with his pace as you make your way through the club, stumbling across your heels.

You reach a door, and he doesn't hesitate to pull it open, his hand placed on your waist as you walk in first, your heart racing. You quickly look around the room, it looked like a regular hotel room although you could still hear the muffled music and chatter from the outside.

He shuts the door behind himself, and as you hear the door click locked you find yourself pinned against it in a second, his face hovering over yours.

He lifts a hand to cup your cheek, bringing his lips closer to yours hesitantly . You feel your stomach twisting as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer and latching your lips on his.

He kisses you back, growing hungrier as he pulls you in closer by your ass, slowly laying you down onto the bed. He pulls away with a smirk on his face, looking down at your dazed state as you pant tired.

" Haruchiyo Sanzu " He quickly holds up his end of the deal, his lips latching onto the sensitive part of your neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to your chest.

" Sanzu..?"

You tangle a hand in his hair as he continues leaving bite marks and kisses down. He hums in approval against your skin, his hand slipping to the straps on your dress. You place a hand on his, firmly holding it in place stopping him from slipping it down further.

He looks at you though his eyelashes,

" Hm? "

You turn your head away, mumbling into the palm of your hand,

" Um.. I-"

" Do you want me to stop ? " He gently grabs your chin, moving your face to look at him.

" It's not that " You give him a flustered smile, he slowly lowers himself to give you a peck before pulling himself back up.

" Then wha-"

" I've never...yk " You mumble, and you watch as his eyes light up before he gives a small chuckle.

" Shit, really? " He asks in a soft tone, making you giggle awkwardly as you give him a nod.

" 's all good, angel "

He smiles before going back to kissing you, his kisses being more gentle and dragged out. A small moan escapes into his mouth as he lifts up your skirt, his fingers very lightly brushing against the material or your lace panties.

" Sanzu" You whisper his name, your hips bucking against his hand, he stops tor a second to look at you, and you bite on your lower lip,

" I didn't ask for you to be gentle "

He grins, shaking his head while a small chuckle leaves his lips.He quickly slides the damp material to the side, two of his fingers making its way inside you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight-“ Sanzu clicks his tongue in awe, watching how your cunt swallows his fingers.

You gasp at the sudden feeling, your hands grabbing onto his shoulder as he begins moving in and out of you. You moan into his ear as he increases the pace, his lips latching onto your neck once again with harsh bites and nibbles.

His fingers curl onto your g spot with every thrust, reaching deep inside you as you tap on his back, your legs shaking.

“ I’m- i can’t i-“ You let out a broken whisper into his ear, your toes curling.

“ You asked for this, mm? “ He mumbles against your skin, his thumb harshly pressing on your clit as he continues.

“ You wouldn’t want me to go easy on you, right princess?”

You bite on your lower lip, your stomach curling as you feel your orgasm approaching.

“I- Fuck, im gonna-“ You incohearently pant into his ear, your thighs shutting together trapping his hand between your legs.

“ Good girl, let me hear you “

He curls his fingers one more time, and you moan out his name as he slowly decreases his pace, allowing you to ride out your high on them.

He slowly slips them out, raising them up to your lips and slipping them into your mouth.

You look up at him with an innocent gaze, your tongue swirling obediently around his digits while your hand reaches down to touch his hardened clothed cock.

He licks his lips, his expression making you smile. You tug down on the zipper of his dress pants, n he drops his hand down to help you, leaning in for another kiss once he s taken them off.

You pull him in, one hand tangled in his hair while the other claws at the band of his boxers, saliva and tired pants exchanged between the two of you.

Your eyes linger down onto his body as he tugs his boxers down, your eyes landing on his hard length.

It was larger than you’ve ever seen, tip flushed red with veins running down the sides of it.

You start getting anxious as your cunt continues to clench around nothing, your desire clouding any other thought in your mind as he pulls away and slips your dress over your head, leaving you fully exposed to his eyes.

He runs his fingers over your curves, lifting your legs in the air after he slips off your panties so they are resting neatly on his shoulders.

He freezes up for a second, the sight of your flustered expression while you’re desperately waiting.

“ Don’t just stare at me -“ You purr your lips, gasping when he suddenly pins your arms above your body, his blue eyes boring into yours.

“ Tell me what you want, pretty “

Your lips push together into a pout, your eyelashes fluttering as you stare back at him,

“ You Sanzu, all of you “

His eyes light up, a small “ fuck” escaping his lips before giving you a quick peck.

“ This might hurt a little, let me know how it feels mm?”

You hum in approval as he lines the tip with your entrence, his fingers tangling in yours as he slowly pushes himself in, his lips pressing against yours.

He groans as he breaks the kiss, your eyes rolling back as you tighten your hold on his hand, a small whimper escaping as he bottoms out.

Your walls tightened around him and when he felt it, you also felt his dick twitch inside.

“Y-You can move “ You nod, your eyes slightly tearing up. He does just that, his hips thrusting in and out picking up the rhythm as your pain slowly faded, turning into pure pleasure as you cry out moans.

“ Shit baby, you’re taking me so well ” He grunts, as you tangle a hand in his hair, pulling him in closer. Your back arches up from the bed, his pace quickening and hitting your spot with every thrust, making you dip your nails into his back.

“ Fuckkk- i-“ You bite on your lower lip, staring up at him through your tear filled eyes. No words could come out other than curses as you felt your stomach dropping, finally coming undone under his body.

He throws his head back as he feels you tighten even more on him, a loud grunt escaping his lips as his pace becomes sloppier.

Your legs shaking on his shoulder as he thrusts in a few more times, his eyes shutting before quickly pulling out last seconds, cumming on your stomach before dropping his tired body down next to you.

You both pant as he pulls you in for a kiss, silence kept between the two of you as you stare at him, your mind slowly clearing up as you begin to catch your breath.

“ You’re good ? “ He chuckles , and you playfully hit him in the arm, although you could barely lift a finger.

“ Yeah, that was perfect “ You giggle back.

He pulls you in and places a kiss on your forehead, and you melt into his touch.

“ Can i tell you something ?”

You hum in approval,

“ I’ve had my eyes on you since last week”

You slowly push away from him, looking confused as a smile creeps on your face.

“ How? I barely stayed 30 minutes”

“ Hmm, can always remember a pretty face “

You roll your eyes as he places a kiss to your cheek, your heart jumping when you hear the ringtone of his phone start. He groans, standing up to pick it up.

It seems like a regular talk about business, he also seems like a nice boyfriend to have.

Little did you know, you got dragged into something you weren’t ready for, and as you slowly found out more about him, the more intrigued and attached you’ve grown.

He wasn’t anything regular, thats for sure.

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i-like-sparkly-things · 3 years

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Right in front of you

A Halstead!sister

Jay held a strong grip on your upper arm as he led you out to the school hall. "What the hell was that Y/N? Are you happy now? God.... I can't believe you cheated!" he sneered, "EYES UP HERE Y/N!! "

"I'm sorry" you sighed, locking eyes with Jay, silently praying that he would let this go. It was only one time anyway. It wasn't a big deal.

But he let out a hollow laugh, "Thirty percent, Y/N, THIRTY PERCENT. You're going to have to do better than a half-ass apology. What exactly are you sorry for? Huh? For cheating? Or being caught?"

Requested : Yes by @study-coffee-chicago : They found out she cheated on a test in high school...and Jay's the one who has to pick her up.

Warnings : angry!Jay (lots of it), alcohol, swearing, anxiety attacks

Note : I am so so so sorry this so longg 😭 I ended up so far away from the actual request kayela please don't block mee 😭 butt I've learned alot in writing abt active and passive voices and using more imagery Yayy!! I'm so glad that yall are ok with my grammar thank uu🥺

MASTERLIST HERE

The piles of homework and flashcards you needed to memorize had no end in sight, and now that Will was taking nightshifts along with his usual double shifts, and intelligence was tracking down an underground drug cartel, you spent most days alone, allowing your mind to engulf you.

Every time you sat down to study, you felt a striking pain in your chest. In mere seconds the air was sucked out of your lungs and you found yourself panting, desperate to get oxygen back into your body.

You would be surrounded by books and worksheets and you could swear the walls of your room were closing in towards you, trapping you in a sea of incomplete work.

You failed to follow the schedules and to do lists you had made for yourself. Staring at them, hoping the essays would write themselves.

All you needed, was a break. A moment to relax from anything and everything.

So when your best friend mentioned that her brother used to drink a little before he appeared for an exam, your mind was quick to catch on.

Last night you had borrowed a little bit of beer from Jay's stash of alcohol and took a few sips of it as you studied.

The more you drank, the less bitter it became. It was a weird, new sensation, but it worked nonetheless.

Except now, you were sitting in the girls bathroom at school, ramaging through your notes, trying to recollect what you had learned yesterday.

You saw what you had underlined and highlighted— names in pink and important dates in yellow—but your mind came up blank.

Flipping the pages you saw people in wigs, and castles burning to the ground —None of which you recognized.

A wave of anxiety rippled through you unable to comprehend your next thought —you were going to fail.

Your head was throbbing as you ran a hand down face, massaging your temples trying to calm yourself down.

You took out your water bottle that you had filled with beer and swallowed a few gulps, hoping that it would help you think straight.

You groaned, feeling the sting of alcohol at the back of your throat, popping some mints into your mouth, you ran towards the exam hall.

***

Your foot bounced on the polished wood floors as sweat pooled on your forehead.

You thought you were careful —only taking a peek from your friends answer sheet when Mrs.Ling's back was facing you.

Everything would have worked out if it wasn't for that kid sitting behind you. In a split second your teacher turned around, when he dropped his pen, to see you peering over your partner's desk.

Now you were sitting in the principles office praying that Jay wouldn't be the one picking you up.

You could already imagine his anger at you for pulling him away from his case, only to find you cheated.

Unfortunately luck was not on your side today.

You dare not look at Jay as he entered the office, letting out a huff as he sat down. You could feel the rage emitting him, tension filling the room, as he burned holes looking at you.

"I'll get straight to the point" Your principal started.

"Please" Jay growled, struggling to contain himself. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, when he got the call saying that you had cheated on your midterms.

You and Will were alike,at least he thought so, both good at science and math but weak at geography and history. Nonetheless you continued to secure good grades for the most part.

"Y/n here, was caught cheating from a classmates answer sheet. Our teacher caught her red handed. I truly did not expect this from you. These midterms cost thirty percent of your grade..... "

Pretty soon his voice was muffled like he was getting farther and farther away from you. His figure swayed in front of you as you squinted your eyes to keep him in the center of your vision.

" You are suspended, Mrs halstead"

Your eyes widened , your body choosing the perfect time to bring out what little beer you had taken when you heard those words, letting the alcohol mix with the adrenaline.

"WHAT??!! " Damn, alcohol really bought out your courage as Jay stared at you in shock at your audacity.

"Y/n, your lucky I'm letting you retake the exam. That's only because you've had a clean record so far. I strongly suggest you start preparing early Ms. halstead" your principal said in a firm but monotone voice that left you speechless.

Jay held a strong grip on your upper arm as he led you out to the school hall. "What the hell was that Y/N? Are you happy now? God.... I can't believe you cheated!" he sneered, "EYES UP HERE Y/N!! "

Oh god. Every now and then, the ground would sway beneath you, tiles shifting in your vision. But you counted your steps, carefully putting one foot in front of the other, not wanting Jay to find out what else you had done........ until now.

You tilted your head, only to be met with your brother's piercing stare but little did he know, now it made it infinitely harder to concentrate on your walking.

"I'm sorry" you sighed, locking eyes with Jay, silently praying that he would let this go. It was only one time anyway. It wasn't a big deal.

But he let out a hollow laugh, "Thirty percent, Y/N, THIRTY PERCENT. You're going to have to do better than a half-ass apology. What exactly are you sorry for? Huh? For cheating? *Or being caught?*"

***

You rested your head on the seat as Jay entered the truck, flinching, when he slammed the door shut. Your pounding headache was getting worse by the minute, as your ears started to ring.

You blinked a few times squinting to focus on the road ahead of you but the fast-moving cars and the loud horns made you feel like your head was going to explode.

"Y/n," he addressed you, much calmer now.

You forced yourself to turn to your brother, who wore a confused expression.

But the moment he saw your deshelfed hair and your cracked lips, a wave of worry crashed over him. What the hell?

The truck came to a stop at a red light and Jay immediately scanned you over "Y/n?" he grabbed your chin, his jaw dropping, as he came face to face with reality.

"Are you drunk!!?" he barked , steam basically pouring out of his ears.

But your pleading eyes and empty silence gave him the answer he needed. "Are you kidding me??" he snarled as he slammed the steering wheel.

Oh God no. A blinding pain ripped through your head when Jay's palms made contact with the hard plastic. You winched turning your head away from your furious brother, letting out a whimper.

Jay's eyes widened at the sound, his heart breaking, realizing the pain you were in.

If he was going to be mad at you or at least punish you, you needed to be sober.

He stepped on the pedal as the light turned green taking a few breaths, trying to calm himself down.

With the vice lords reclaiming their territory and selling uncut fentanyl, bodies were dropping all over the city most of them being kids.

Kids..... your age.

Every kid at the morgue, just reminded him of you. He saw parents sobbing, begging for their kids to come back but Jay new better. They were never going to come home. Ever.

So he made it a priority to catch these ruthless creatures. He made it a priority over his sleep, over nine hours shifts and unknown to him, over spending time with you.

"Hey , hey" he whispered, not wanting to hurt you again, "We'll talk about this later ok? for now...... just..... it's ok..... I've got you" here reached out his hand, the other still on the steering wheel, to slowly rub your back as you tried to breath through the pain.

" I got you"

***

Jay wrapped a hand around you allowing you to hold onto him for support.

Silently, he deposited you on the couch, laying you down. He knew that he wasn't in any state to talk to you. He needed to clear his mind from his racing thoughts and rueful images of dying teenagers.

His phone rang, indicating that the district was awaiting him. "Here" he reluctantly shook your shoulders "Y/n, I need to go ok? Will will be here soon"

***

Almost half an hour had passed and you were waiting for Will to get out of the shower. You'd heard Jay explain everything to him over the phone.

You thought about how disappointed he would be.

Will —being the nerd he was— always helped you with your projects and gave you pop quizzes during breakfast, before your exams. He taught you how to organize flashcards just like he did in med school.

Even through your blurry thoughts, the image of Will's betrayed face and embarrassed eyes, knowing you cheated, lingered on your mind.

Your body was all over the place. Tiny noises echoing through your ear. Your muscles simultaneously aching and loose.

You were shivering as you tried to curl up into a ball. Your body trying to hold what little heat it had within itself.

But nothing stopped your tears.

You felt water drops make their way down your cheeks forming small splotches of water on the cushion you laid your head on.

And you didn't bother to wipe them away.

Will more or less was in the same state you were in. There was a multi-vehicle accident on the highway and victims were piling in the ED. He was running from one treatment room to the other, waiting to get back home and crash.

Will walked over to you with a huge glass of water and an advil, gently nudging you to sit up.

Your head still pounded, your eyes zoning in and out of the figure in front of you "Y/n, here drink the whole glass and take this" Will soothed, placing the glass and the pill in your hand "I—I'm sorry" You whispered, distracting yourself from Will's eyes.

Will knew he should be angry. Just like Jay was but he couldn't bring himself to blaming you, not until he had the full story anyway.

You looked so petite on the enormous couch, your legs folded on top of each other, arms shaking as you drowned the glass of water along with the Advil.

Your red puffy eyes and tear strained cheeks,were a contrast from your usual self. or he thinks. He's been pretty busy lately, so he's not too sure. " We'll talk about it later. I'm not angry. I promise"

He assured and was about to head to bed himself when you grabbed his wrist.

If he wasn't angry at you then maybe— just maybe—he would help you.

"Stay" You pleaded , the word falling from your lips just as easily as it had, many, many times before.

And just like before, you were met with Will's soft brown eyes filled with sympathy, ready to help. Ready—to be by your side.

He's slowly nodded climbing onto the couch, next to you. He wrapped an arm around you and you nestled into him, laying your head on his chest.

You found some comfort as he embraced you, talking you under his arm and encompassing you in his warmth.

Holding on to him, you hoped that he would take your pain away, just like he did when you were little.

***

Will woke up to an uncomfortable feeling of something —or someone— tugging at his shirt.

He slowly opened his eyes allowing them to adjust to the light as he felt another a tug at his side. He looked over to you, but your eyes were shut, brimming with tears, your arm laid across his chest.

You were holding on to Will , using him as a lifeline, grounding you from the pain.

You felt a hand squeezing your own, stopping you from gripping the fabric "Y/n?" You opened your eyes to look up at will who had tears of his own, staring at the state you were in "it's okay, I'm here, I'm right here"

He encircles you, tighter than before, whispering soothing assurances into your hair.

***

With Will's help, the pain slowly subsides, allowing you access to your thoughts again.

You step out of the shower, into the living room and your eyes widen seeing Jay and Will sitting at the kitchen counter.

You didn't even hear Jay come in, but right now taking in his hardened glare, you didn't dare ask.

You knew what was coming and you didn't fight. You couldn't.

"So apparently we're cheating on our midterms now, huh?" Jay's calm voice made shivers run down your spine, starting to take rapid breaths.

"And apparently, someone thinks it's ok to steal alcohol from my stash" He gritted, never breaking I contact with you. "Do you think that's how the world works Y/n? DO YOU? BECAUSE LAST TIME I CHECKED YOU'RE STILL A FUCKING TEENAGER!!" He spat, his thoughts fuming towards your trembling body.

It was every dieing body flashing before his eyes, as the past months' agony slipped off his tongue.

"Jay" Will's voice was stern, giving a knowing look towards his younger brother and didn't bother to give Jay time to argue with him.

"Y/n, we need to know what's going on"

"With school, with tests with....... everything" he stated giving you a solemn look meaning every word he said, promising himself that he would do whatever it takes to figure out what had been going on.

You sucked in a breath weighing all your options. You didn't want them to think that you needed a babysitter or that you couldn't take care of yourself.

You knew that they had their own problems to worry about but you couldn't take it anymore.

You hated it.

The feeling of your lungs collapsing, struggling to find air for your body, your stress skyrocketing anytime you sat down to study, never getting any thing done.

All day long you would constantly tell yourself to do your work. Every spare second is spent in making a list of things you want to do but when it was time to actually do those things, your mind wandered and emptied.

You took another deep breath, looking up from your feet, your eyes meeting your brothers.

You spilled the past months events from how alone you were all the time and not being able to concentrate to how you ended up drunk at school and cheating on your midterms.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you your hands trembled. You stood crying in the middle of the room until you felt a pair of arms around you.

Will placed his hand at the nape of your neck as he stroked your back with the other "Breathe Y/n, just Breathe" He slowly pulled away leading you to the couch.

God, how he wished he could turn back time. Then he'd been more vigilant to notice the changes that had come over you.

You felt the couch dip on both sides but you intently studied your fingers, fumbling with the hem of your shirt and wiped the tears off your face. They were mad. No, they were furious. You knew it.

But for some reason, they weren't showing it. Maybe they were waiting-

"We're not mad"

You without your head around to look at Jay, furrowing your eyebrows in disbelief. Jay? Not mad? HA.

"but I am disappointed though, but that's only because you didn't tell us......

but stealing alcohol was bad too" he added, earning him a glare from Will.

"Y/n, what Jay means is— we could've helped with school . Homework . Tests . Anything, you name it. We will help" he assured, "But how do we know you need help, if you don't tell us?"

You sighed, taking in the weird turn of events that had happened before you. You had wasted all this time, trying to figure out all your problems out, when the answer was right in front of you.

A mountain of guilt now sat on Jay's shoulders, weighing down on him, pushing him deeper into a wormhole of 'if's'.

Maybe if he'd just been a little more careful, this wouldn't have happened.

Maybe if he'd stop and listen to you once in a while, this wouldn't have happened.

While trying to save kids out on the street, he forgot to care for the kid at home. You were his sister, and yet, here you are in front of him, barely keeping yourself together.

But that would change. Right here. *Right now.*

"Y/n," Jay started "If you would have told us how alone and stressed you were feeling.....I would've taken some time off... Maybe we'd watch a movie or something. All you had to do was ask...... And we'll get you the help you need, y/n. You good with that?" he questioned, his anger and frustration dissipating.

You saw your brother, the workaholic detective, wanting to put his job aside, for you .

You were more important to him, than his job—You realized.

" Yea... Yeah, I am"

Will stood up and got another advil with another glass of water. "and maybe you wouldn't end up drunk and cheating on your test" he smirked, crouching in front of you.

"God, I didn't think it would hurt this bad. I am never drinking again!" you smiled , as you drowned the pill.

"See now that's what I like to hear!!" Jay exclaimed, wrapping his arms around you, squeezing you into his chest. You squirmed, trying to get out of his grip, laughing, when you were joined by Will.

You know what? Maybe, things are going to be okay? Ya know?

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lunarianillusion · 3 years

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A change in fate

a maribat fanfic

Chapter 09

When the final school bell of the day finally rang Marinette and her pack practically bolted from the building, before the braindead could catch them. When outside she told the others to go on ahead without out her, telling them she would meet them back at the hotel, and that she had to quickly grab something from her room. Chloe was a bit hesitant since the toxic shepherd and her herd were still lurking, but Marinette reassured her as best as she could making her lead the other three away.

The omega made quick work of avoiding her parents, not caring for what they possibly could have said in her migraine induced morning, and up to her room. After slipping in through the trap door the hidden kwami’s all came out of hiding. All very happy to see that the young guardian had recovered from the past morning.

The omega smiled softly at the little gods that cared for her wellbeing. She was truly happy to have found away to release the kwami’s from the box confines. Giving them a small piece of freedom, they needed. She hoped to give them true freedom one day, but for now they needed to focus.

“It is time for step two,” The noirette said, gaining the complete attention from all the little gods. Then they turned to one and other a silent conversation among the concepts of the world and gave each other a firm nod of agreement. “We are all ready to proceed young guardian,” Longg spoke firmly with the slightest hint of longing. She could tell and could not blame him for wishing to meet with his possible soul bearer, but she could not trust the dragon’s soul bearer just yet.

The guardian’s blue eyes turned to onto the light turquoise kwami nearby. “Are you ready?” The snake gave her a small grin. “I am.” “You better take good care of her, understood,” Pollen buzzed while giving Sass a fireless glare. To which he chuckled in return and gave his fellow god words of assurance, as Marinette grabbed the small box holding his miraculous.

After procuring the miraculous of change, along a thick binder filled with Lie-la’s inconsistencies and fever dreams, the omega hero made her way over the grand hotel. Upon arrival Marinette encountered Chloe’s loyal butler. He informed her that monsieur Bourgeois was in search of his daughter and so advised the dark-haired girl to take the long route to the nest. As to not alert the dumb mayor that Chloe now has taking more of a residence in her secret room.

Over the time that Chloe has used opportunity to redeem herself to others, she had become aware of how toxic her family was and had been distancing from her parents whenever she needed room to breathe. The staff had been happy to provide her with a special place for the blond within the hotel. One of the rooms had been modeled into a one room apartment specially decorated for the young alpha and kept off the books so that her father would not find it. When they showed her the room Chloe had burst into a sea of overjoyed tears, having been giving confirmation that she was indeed became a better person in the eyes of others. That had been such a relief for the girl and a great boost to her confidence.

Giving the beta butler her thanks, the omega made the long round way to Chloe’s second room that gained the title of the nest over the past months. Upon arrival and entry, the blue-eyed omega was met with the homely interior of the apartment, that made it feel as though you just walked into a hunter’s cabin in the mountains. To the right was the sitting/living area with a large half circle couch and two armchairs standing around a round red wood coffee table. A large flat screen tv hung from the wall infront of the sitting area, with several drawers under it filled with the girls collection of DVDs and blue ray’s. To the left was the kitchen area with a wooden bar counter that separated the kitchen from the hall and living area, around it stood four wooden fashionably cushioned barstools. In the back, past the doors that led to the bathroom and workspace, was a window seat bed that had been transformed into a large nest. Made from a mismatch of blankets, pillows and some articles of close from the two female occupants. A large deep dark red canopy hung from the ceiling that gave the two a feeling of a save close offed space, for whenever the one of the two took shelter here for the rut or heat.

The smile on Marinette’s face came naturally as she past the rooms threshold. This was a place of safety for her, something that her old home could never again be. How she often wished she could live here but her ‘parents’ would kick up a fuss and she really did not need the extra headache’s.

Her eyes drifted around counting all of the current occupants in the den. Nathaniel and Marc sat snuggled together upon de couch, enthusiastically discussing their new comic idea, Chloe was in the back near the nest looking for something in one of the large bookcases lining the wall and Tim was in the kitchen making the holy elixir, COFFEE. “Can you make me a cup too, Tim,” the female omega called out gaining her packs attention. Though Chloe was the only one that gave a verbal response in the form of a pained groan and calling her an addict. She ignored her friend in favour of focussing on the steaming cup of coffee that the dark haired prepared for her. She gave him a grateful smile and a small thanks as she took a seat at the kitchen counter and dropped her thick binder with a thud onto the wooden surface.

She took a careful sip from her given ambrosia and then pulled on her business face. “So now that we have all gathered, shall we get started on the downfall of the delusional spider and her plague of insects.” The crystal blue eyes glanced around the room once more and taking in the malicious smiles of her pack. “Oh yes, let’s get started,” the blond female nearly cackled as she pulled out to binders of her own. Yes, they were ready for the hunt.

And so started of several hours of compiling all the tall tales that had past Rossi’s lips from the lady blog, their phones and school camera’s, curtesy of Tim’s hacking skills. But as people will agree after a certain amount of time one gets side-tracked, especially if you have a petty alpha female wanting revenge. Surprisingly the two male omegas’ were very much on board with the pettiness.

“But wouldn’t she simply blame Marinette,” Chloe interjected. She and the male omegas having a thorough discussion over how to trick Lie-la into spraying herself with skunk musk. They discussed it for over an hour.

“Not unless she believed it to be a gift for Marinette,” Marc began to supply, making Chloe pull a face. “She would say she was so thankful for the gift while just taking it,” The jade eyed male continued. “But either me or Tim or me would say it was for Mari,” Nathaniel took over, “She in a fit her supposed supremacy will spray herself and then come to the horrid realization of the disgusting odour. This will work in our favour two ways. One Lie-la will smell just as horrid as her soul is,” “And two, because they will think we ‘tried to do this on Mari’ we can get in the flies good graces and here about any possible plots to hurt our leader and prepare for that accordingly.” Marc finished, devious smiles on both his and boyfriend’s faces.

“You two are bloody devils,” The blond alpha started, eyes filled with wondered surprise before beginning to laugh gleefully. “And I love it!” she exclaimed as Marinette and Timothy were just finishing up all the processed evidence that they had gathered. Next time they were going to look into things Lie-la had done before she had come to Dupoit. But for now, it was pack bonding time.

“I AM DISCUSTED, I AM REVOLTED, I DEDICATED MY INTIRE LIFE TO THE ARTS AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET!!!!!!” Nathaniel roared as he hurled his sketchbook.

“Nath please cal-”

“NO Marc he is right. They gods have deceived us. COLOUR IS A LIE!!!” Marinette exclaimed as she threw her sketchbook across the room. Whirling around she grabbed the redhead and raised her hand to the window. “OPEN THE WINDOW WE MUST FLY!!!”

“NNNOOOOO!!!!!!!”

“Mari, Tim, put the mugs down,”

The two in question raised the offending cups to their lips.

“I swear to the powers from the beyond, don’t you two dare drink that! That is your fifth cup in the past thirty minutes.”

The alpha omega duo took exaggerated sips from their cups, the sound penetrating the air. Within seconds the blond was chasing around her two coffee addicted friends around the room in a made chase screaming profanities every so often. The two coffee worshippers always two steps ahead of the girl with surprising agility, not letting a single drop of the elixir of life spill from their containers. Whilst Nathaniel and Marc watched the chaos from the couch unfold, sharing a bowl of popcorn.

After a long chase, that resulted in Chloe’s loss, the pack had nestled themselves on the couch and chairs around the tv. They had some action movie playing and were making all sorts of critics, on the fight scenes mostly. It made for a rather peaceful atmosphere.

Marc and Nathaniel were snuggled together within a wool blanket on one of the large armchairs. Chloe and Marinette had claimed the couch, their heads on opposite ends and legs tangled in the middle. Tim sat on the other chairs, his legs dangling over the side and hid eyes taking in more the people around him then the movie. Taking in every detail of the scene around him and committing it to memory as his senses were lulled by the peaceful atmosphere, making him feel safe.

As the late evening came Marc, Nathaniel and Tim went to their own homes, begrudgingly. Leaving Marinette and Chloe in the nest, for Mari had no interest in returning home for the night. And she also had a mission to fulfil.

The two having just finished the dishes, from the room served meal, sat curled up in the nest/bed area talking about the day events and other random thoughts. When, to Chloe’s surprise the noirette omega took on a far more serios exterior. Her blue eyes calculating and analysing the blond before her and her posture straight as an arrow and rigged. “What’s wrong Marinette?” the alpha asked, using her full first name instead of one of her nicknames.

Taking a small breath, to try and calm her nerves, Marinette spoke: “I need to ask a favor of you Chloe Bourgeois, something of great importance. But I need to know that I can fully trust you with what I am about to ask of you.” The mayor’s daughter opened her mouth to say that ofcourse she could trust her, but the darked haired held up her hand to stop her having not yet finished. “I know that I can trust you with anything that happens in our normal lives, but this is not something that can be considered normal and many things are at risk,” she took a moment to let the gravity of the situation sink in. “So, I need to know that I have your compete loyalty and that you will always have my back trough whatever may come. I need to know that you will not stab me in the back,” the last part had been whispered almost so quietly that Chloe might not have picked it up had she not given the omega her full attention.

The last words that were spoken stung the blond a bit, but she understood the meaning behind them more then anything. For those she had once considered her most trust pack members had turned their back on her for the stupid lies of a filthy leach that now trespassed on their territory. She understood the words very well. But Marinette asking this meant that she trusted Chloe so much that she was about to reveal possibly one of her most precious secrets to her friend. A swell of pride and determination flowed through the alpha as the implications of her request made itself clear in the former bully’s mind. And she swore not to let that trust in her go to waist. Chloe poised herself and stared straight into Marinette’s eyes conveying as much determination as the blond could muster through her gaze and scent.

“Marinette, you have given me so much even after all the years of torment I dragged you trough. You forgave me when I finally got my act together which was already more then I deserved, but you also let me join your pack and supported me as I tried to see what I needed to do to become a better person. You made me realize what I truly needed to be happy and because of that I have finally found who I want to be. I will never be able to fully for all that you have done for me. So, whatever secret you share with me I will take to the grave, whatever deed I must do no-one will lead it back to you. I will have your back in all the fights that are to come,” she took a deep breath, to keep her rage for those who did betray the omega at bay, but gaze filled with determination. “I swear I will never betray you for as long as I breath. That I assure you,” Chloe finished.

Marinette could feel her eyes tearing up, but she forced herself not to let any of the tears fall. No was not the time for tears. Even so, the words and emotion that the blond had expressed made Mari so happy and it took away all of her doubt. For no lie was uttered and the absolute devotion coming from her alpha friend sealed that fact.

Carefully she pulled out a dark octagon box with a red sigil painted on the lid. A box the omega knew Chloe recognised. She smiled at the wide eyes she got from her friend before dawning her hero persona. “Chloe Bourgeois this is the miraculous of the snake, that will grant you the power of change. I, Marinette Dupain-Cheng former hero known as Ladybug, current true holder of peafowl and guardian of the miraculous ask you to join me in the fight to end the terror of Hawkmoth. Will you accept?”

A long tense moment of silence followed after the proposition was finally spoken. Both party’s staring intently at the other, their minds whirling with uncoordinated thoughts and question, as fate awaited an answer.

Hesitantly Chloe broke the silence not with an answer to the question, but with a question of her own. “Am I worthy of a miraculous?” Her self-doubt shining through in the quiver of her voice.

Marinette’s demeaner softened at her friend a surge of reassurance washed over the omega, she made the right choice. “Yes Chloe, you are most definitely worthy of a miraculous,” Marinette assured, but could see that the blond was not fully convinced. “You said it yourself, you have taken the road to better yourself in both in your own eyes and the eyes of others. I and many others have been beside you watching you take that rocky road head on and witnessed the fruit it bore. From all the people you helped with charities and donations, from the kids in the hospital that smile so brightly every time you come to visit, form Trevor and Miranda who practically see you as their own daughter, from our friends that would come running at slightest of whispers of you being in danger. I assure you that you are worthy to wield a miraculous. So will you stand beside me as my partner and friend through the coming battles?”

As the finale words sunk in, Chloe felt her resolve strengthen. Whipping away the tears that had gathered in her eyes she gave her friend another look of determination, as she took the small box from Paris’s true hero hand. “I would be honoured,” the blond spoke receiving a grateful smile from the noirette in return.

Opening the box, a turquoise glowing orb circled around the alpha, making her reminisce of her first meeting with Pollen, before the orb took on the form of a snake like being. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Chloe. I am Sass, the kwami of change,” the snake kwami spoke. “The feeling is mutual,” Chloe replied sincerely as she took the miraculous from its confines and placed it around her wrist. The band camouflaging the moment it was clipped on. The twisting turquoise band turning into a single rose gold band with two swirls circling a sapphire rose with a few clear diamonds. As the miraculous settled the new kwami and wielder pair turned to the young guardian with Duusu now floating beside the omega.

“I will have you know that I have many questions for Dupain-Cheng,” the female alpha said without any heat behind her glare. Making Marinette give a small at her friend. “I would not expect anything less from you,” Mari sighed light heartily, before she turned a bit more serious once more. “But let me first tell you the full extend of what has been going on.”

Author note: This chapter was honestly hard to write, with the heart to heart between Chloe and Marinette being an especially hard point, but I hope you could still enjoy the chapter it and please tell me what you think of the story so far.

#timmari #timinette #maribat #chloe bourgeois #tim drake #marinette dupain cheng #nathaniel kurtzberg #marc anciel #kwami swap

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ramos123 · 3 years

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Congrats on the engagement part 2

So this took longer than expected so without further do let's go

Omg that sounded like a intro youtubers do

First part

When they stopped they saw a building on fire. It turned out to be Marinette's boutique. Of course, she had money and could easily rebuild it if she wanted to. But the miracle box along with the kwamis and the grimoire was still inside. And they were irreplaceable since they were the last ones in the world. Once Marinette had that horrifying realization, she ran inside while Damian tried to stop her. But she was, unfortunately, too fast. Of course, Damian ran inside after her to try to get her out of there before she got hurt.

When Marinette went inside, she started looking for the miracle box. A piece of wood fell right where Marinette was about to pass by and by sheer luck she missed it. She continued walking and when she finally got to the second floor she saw the book and the kwamis were panicking since they couldn’t use Longg powers to turn off the fire. Once they saw Marinette, they were glad but scared of what she was doing inside a building that was on fire. They were gods they couldn’t die.

Meanwhile, Damian tried to get past the firefighters but they wouldn’t let him go. He kept yelling and telling the firefighters to let go of him because his fiancé was in there. Finally, after more struggling against their grip, he ran inside the building looking for Marinette

Too preoccupied about finding Marinette, he did not see the floorboard that was about to fall, and it fell on him knocking him unconscious.

Once Marinette collected the miracle box and the grimoire, she started to cough because she had inhaled way too much smoke. When she saw Damian on the floor unconscious she panicked and tried to pick him. She failed a few times until she finally got a good grip on him and picked him up and put his arm around her shoulder and started dragging him out.

She was coughing more and more, but she was determined to get out of there. When they got out Marinette was having trouble breathing and the paramedics started helping her immediately while the firefighters were still trying to contain the fire. Once they saw Damian they put him inside another ambulance and rushed him to the hospital.

Marinette was having even more trouble, so once they got her into a stretcher they gave her an oxygen mask . Even with the oxygen mask, Marinette was still having trouble breathing, so the paramedics were rushing to get her inside the hospital.

No matter how fast they tried to get to the hospital, they couldn’t because there was a villain attack happening and they couldn’t pass and the police denied them access even after they had told them they had a patient that needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

Damian got into the ambulance he did not get caught up in the attack. Once he got there he was immediately checked to see if he had a concussion after the piece of wood fell on top of him. He did happen to have a severe concussion so they put him in a room by himself and waited until he would wake up.

Meanwhile, the Bats had finally managed to stop the attack so the ambulance could finally pass. They never knew that the ambulance that got caught up was the one where their future sister-in-law and future daughter in law was in.

Marinette was still having trouble breathing even with the mask due to how many smoke fumes she had inhaled. The paramedics were trying everything for her to not close her eyes but Marinette could barely stay awake. Once they got to the hospital they rushed her in because she also had severe burns. Before they could treat her, she died from all the smoke inhalation.

The doctors could do nothing but cover her with a white sheet and contact her family to let them know what had happened.

On the other side of the city, Alfred picked up a phone call expecting to hear anything else but “HelIo, this is Alice from Gotham hospital. I am contacting you because your grandson, Damian Wayne, has been hospitalized.”

On the other side of the world, two loving parents received the worst news that no parent wants to hear. “We are sorry to let you know that your daughter, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, has been declared dead.” Once they heard those dreaded words, they broke down crying.

Once Alfred informed the rest of the family, they all rushed to the cave to take off their suits and rush to the hospital. They got inside the car and passed the speed limits; they didn’t care if they got in trouble their son, brother, and grandson was in the hospital for who knows what. Only for Sabine to call them in tears, saying that Marinette had passed away and that they had no idea how to tell Damian. They were in shock. That meant that while Damian was in the hospital, Marinette had died. And the problem was they had no idea how to tell Damian that his fiancé had died.

They got to the hospital and rushed to the front desk and everyone immediately started asking for Damian Wayne and what room he was located in and what had happened. The front receptionist got overwhelmed and told them to quiet down and that Damian was on the second-floor, room 404. They all got into the elevator, immediately pressing the second-floor button. After a minute they got to the second floor and looked immediately for room 404.

Once they found the door, they found Damian laying in bed still unconscious, they all felt bad for when he woke up they had to tell him the tragic news.

Bruce was pacing back and forth wondering what had happened that Damian had to end up in the hospital and Marinette had died.

The kwamis and the grimoire had still been in Marinette's hands when she got out of the building, so they took those belongings with them and put them in a bag for the patient's relatives or someone close to them could pick them up.

Jason got tired of waiting to know what had happened to Marinette so he left the room and got into the elevator and went up to the front desk. Unfortunately, they told him unless he was a family member or was one of her emergency contacts they could not give him private information. Jason, while frustrated and on the verge of tears, didn’t want to scream at the receptionist for she was just doing her job. He went to Damian’s room again only to find everyone crying except Bruce, but you could tell he wanted to cry.

It was already too late so the nurse had to ask them to leave, but if someone wanted to stay they could. Of course, Dick offered to stay while Alfred took the rest of them back home.

The next day, Damian woke up and could barely open his eyes due to the light inside the room.

Dick noticed right away when Damian woke up and started fretting over him, but pushed the nurse button alerting them so they would know that Damian had woken up.

“Grayson, where is Marinette?” was the first thing Damian asked. Dick was having trouble on how to tell him what had happened to Marinette. Damian got up from the bed and started walking out of the room when Dick grabbed him from the arm and stopped him from leaving.

Damian started pulling his arm out of Dick’s grasp but Dick would not let him go. “Grayson, let me go I need to look for Marinette!” Damian yelled.

“I’m sorry, Damian, but I can’t let you go.”

Damian was getting frustrated. He just wanted to see his fiancé and find out if she had gotten out okay, but Grayson was keeping him from doing that and he had no idea why. Finally, the nurse came in and told Damian he had to sit or lie down so she could check him again.

Damian listened to the nurse and sat down, but he still wanted to go look for Marinette. Once she finished checking up on him, she told him he was free to go home. Damian, of course, immediately went out to look for Marinette. Dick went after him so Damian would have support once he found out. That’s when it hit Damian that he did not know what room Marinette was in, so he and Dick took the elevator and, once they got to the main floor, he asked the receptionist if he knew where Marinette Dupain Cheng was. The receptionist asked Damian what relationship he has with her.

“She is my fiancé,” Damian answered.

“Do you have proof of what you are claiming?” the receptionist asked.,

Damian was getting frustrated at this point but asked Dick if he could borrow his phone because Dick had tons of pictures of them together. Dick unlocked his phone and scrolled through his camera roll to find a decent and recent picture of Damian and Marinette together.

The receptionist took one look at the photo and looked at Damian with pity. She then looked at Dick and, without actually speaking, asked him who was going to tell him.

Finally, Dick decided that he needed to tell Damian.

“Damian, I have to tell you something.”

“What is it, Grayson?”

“So we got a call from Marinette’s parents, and I don’t know how to tell you this...”

“Just spit it out, Grayson! Tell me what happened to Marinette!”

“Baby bird-”

“Grayson, what happened to Marinette?” Damian asked, frustrated.

“Baby bird, after she got you out of the building, something happened to her and-”

“And what, Grayson?”

“I’m sorry, Damian, but Marinette died,” Dick finally managed to tell Damian.

Damian stood there in shock. He couldn’t believe it.

“Grayson, please tell me you’re joking,” Damian said, shaking Dick.

Dick looked at his baby brother, who was on the verge of tears and just pulled him into a hug.

Damian started sobbing. He couldn’t believe that Marinette, his angel, the love of his life, was gone.

“No, Grayson, this can’t be! Marinette can’t be gone, not like this, not her,” Damian cried.

And Dick held him the whole time as he cried

Word count: 1,738

@issaxcharlie here is the last part I hope you love it

A huge thanks to my beta reader @nyx-in-line and @icerosecrystal

#mgi trope tussle #maribat #congrats on the engagement

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blogbecauseimbored · 3 years

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WORN OUT

— sneak peek

Marinette wanted to die.

She was so goddamn tired. Her body shook from exhaustion, straining to keep moving, as she dodged a flaming ball of fire. Her mouth was raw and hoarse from dehydration, she could distantly taste the metallic blood crawling up her throat. Each breath she took was raspy, her lungs ached from each puff, tears peeked her eyes as she fought the Akuma, she could feel her body shutting down.

‘Come on you're so close, ” She fretted.

Black spots danced in her vision, as she took a rattling breath. Everyone was out of commission, Hawkmoth himself included as he had realized what he had done alongside Mayura, both villains had tried reversing it but were killed.

Because of this, she was able to miraculously get the peacock and butterfly back. She now has all of them.

“Mullo merges–” she began calling upon the miraculous. Blood crept up her throat, tainting her lips. As she continued calling upon all of the other miraculous.

“Ready. Now!” She yelled, as her clones began attacking the Akuma from all sides.

“Ladybug!” Yelled the fox clone as she threw the akumatized object at her. The bug caught the bag and destroyed it, the small Akuma fluttering out as she called on Miraculous Ladybug.

Immediately a swarm of ladybugs began repairing the fallen buildings and bringing back the dead. Marinette gasped for air as she clenched her chest as blood dripped from her lips. She swallowed “Divided.” with shaking legs the ladybug holder stood up.

“Kaalki Full gallop.” and with that ladybug was out of sight.

Once she was out of sight she collapsed. “Tikki spots off.” She whispered. Heavy gasps of air escape her lips as she leans against the beam of the loft.

“You ok Mari?” the seraphic voice of Tikki filled her ears. Her big blue eyes shining in concern, her red body looked blurry to her holder.

A choked breath was given in response as she tried to respond, her body fell limp. “Water.” She manages to say. The ladybug kwami nodded as she instructed the other kwamis to grab some water.

Longg flew over carrying water. “Here you go, guardian.” said the Dragon kwami, handed the water to her. Marinette takes the water with trembling hands and gulps down the cool liquid carelessly.

“More.” She said her voice, raspy.

Longg glanced at her before conjuring up some more water into the cup. Once she was done, Marinette took another gulp of water. “Thank you, Longg.” She said her voice sounded much better than before.

The Dragon kwami smiles at her. Marionette glanced around, all of the kwamis were gathered around her in a circle patiently waiting for her.

The teenager let out a sigh, her face worn out. “We did it.” She said trying to smile but no such thing happened. The small Gods cheered as they smiled and gave each other hugs. “The next course of action is to fix up Duusu Miraculous.” She said the Peacock looked down as his friends piled on to him and Nooroo in a group hug, though Plagg was rather stingy about it as Tikki pulled him in.

The blue-eyed girl glazed at them fondly, her lips twitching as a smile tried to take over but exhaustion override it. A yawn left her lips as she attempted to get up but her body gave out with a thump.

The small gods looked up at the noise, taking notice of her struggle. “Oh, Mari, ” Tikki said with a frown on her face. “I’m fine.” She stammers out, drowsiness lingering in her voice. The ladybug just shakes her head as she flies over to her bed and grabs a blanket, while Wayzz grabs a pillow.

Both kwamis set them down beside her. “Oh, thank you. “ She mumbled, taking the blanket and pillow. Another yawn left her lips as she got comfortable on the floor, before drifting to sleep.

A soft giggle left the ladybug as she snuggled into her holder's head. “Goodnight Mari.” She whispered.

With love <3

— Boredom

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puntmineta2020 · 3 years

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Hiii! Aot matchup? I'm 5'3, I really like reading, and I am overall a passionate person. I am super fascinated with history and old lit, and I am not super extraverted but I will talk a lot if I know the person. I wouldn't say I am a "leader" type person but I sort of gravitate towards those ppl? It is also pretty hard for me to let go of old grudges and I am still angry abt stuff that happened like a longg time ago. I am also an INTP :))

Hi! Sorry this took so long but I can’t definitely see you with Reiner!

Ok first things first, this man is absolutely abusing how short you are compared to him. He also sees it as a reason that you need to be protected (I don’t see it this way bc as a tall person short people scare me). He would love how passionate you are, he’s seen some shitty people so seeing you is really refreshing to him. If anything he thinks your interest in old lit and history is cute, and he may indulge you in it if you behave. Though he won’t be able to relate to it because to be honest he isn’t always the sharpest tool in the box. When or if you start really talking to him he gets so proud of you and himself. Depending on his mood he can be very chatty even as a yandere.

Reiner is very much a leader when in a good mood, especially as a yandere. He loves to be in charge and have everyone doing what he wants them to do. Though when he's going through an episode where the crushing of an entire civilization hits him, he's much less of a leader, though he tries to avoid those. You might end up clashing on the grudge thing because by god does he hold grudges too. Let's say his initial charm doesn’t work and he kidnaps you, obviously you’ll probably be holding a grudge. If you try to escape, Reiner will pissy for w e e k s. He will probably cave in first because all this boy really wants is your validation.

As always I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you would like me to redo it!

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highonchocolate · 3 years

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Take Two: The Guardian in Gotham Chapter 13

First Previous Next Ao3

“Now that we know you do not intend to attack or harm us, the next order of business is testing and understanding your powers” Diana said, starting off down the hallway. “Batman and Superman will go over the details with you.”

She led them to a training room where Batman and Superman were already waiting. The five of them filed in after her, looking around and taking in the room. The design was more on the minimalistic side; consisting of plain white walls, void of decoration, with lights embedded into the ceiling. Training mats spread out over half the floor, with more stacked on one side. There were no windows, or glass, and the ceiling rose high above them, at least twenty feet up.

Superman cleared his throat, and their eyes snapped from the walls to him.

“As Diana most likely told you, we are going to be assessing your powers today. What that means is, you will explain where they come from, as well as demonstrate how they work, if possible, so that we can better understand your abilities.”

“That all sounds good, but how, exactly, do you want us to demonstrate our powers to you?” Ladybug asked, tilting her head curiously.

“Whatever way feels the most comfortable, as long as you cause no injury to others. And yes, death is considered an injury.”

They looked horrified.

“We aren't going to kill anyone to demonstrate our skills!” Chat Noir exclaimed, staring at them with wide eyes.

“Well, some of our members didn't realize that when they were assessed.” Superman said, eyes darting away for a second.

“You can begin now,” Batman growled from where he stood beside Superman, his imposing black silhouette looming over them.

Ladybug blinked up at him. “Uh, alright.” She took a deep breath, before beginning.

“So, we get our powers from our Miraculi. Our Miraculi takes the form of jewelry, but the shape can change. The jewels are what stay the same, and they have gods bound to them. When we transform, the god that is bound to our jewel will fuse with it, and give us powers. These gods are called Kwamis, and they represent abstract concepts, which is what our powers are based off of.”

“What kind of abstract concepts?” Superman asked curiously.

“Um, well my Kwami represents Destruction, and there are also Kwamis that represent things like Intuition, Subjection, Evolution...stuff like that.” Chat Noir answered, ticking off his fingers as he listed the examples.

“How many Miraculi are there?” Batman inquired, still looming. “And what concepts do your Miraculi represent?”

Ryuko met his face unflinchingly.

“My Miraculous represents Perfection, Viperion’s represents Intuition, Queen Bee’s represents Subjection, Chat Noir’s as you already know represents Destruction, and its counterpart, the Ladybug Miraculous, represents Creation.”

“They're stored in Miracle Boxes, and it's worth saying there are many of those, actually,” Viperion added, “But the one we have had nineteen Miraculi,”

Batman nodded once, accepting the answer.

“You said had, past tense,” Diana noted, “What do you mean?”

“Hawkmoth and Mayura stole two Miraculi from the box, the Butterfly brooch, which represents Transmission, and the Peacock brooch, which represents the power of Emotion. They're literally the supervillains we fight, like, daily.” Queen Bee crossed her arms, looking at them incredulously. “How do you not know this? It's literally all over Parisian news when Akuma Attacks occur.”

“We had it handled Queenie, and my Cure fixes all the damage anyway, so they probably didn't see it as a problem,” Ladybug countered. “Besides,” She glanced at the three older heroes, “You have to deal with stuff like alien invasions, and plots for world domination, not some dude who wants to make a wish.”

Viperion frowned. “It's more dangerous than that and you know it.”

She shrugged, looking away.

“While you are correct that we are busy, that still doesn't excuse that we let this slip our attention,” Superman said.

“Well you're helping us now, so I guess that counts for something,” Chat Noir offered, “And uh, if there aren't any more questions, we can demonstrate our powers now.”

“Go ahead.” Diana indicated the training mats, “Just remember, no injuries!”

“Okay, so Ryuko, you can go first,” Ladybug turned to Queen Bee, “I know you've been working on recalling your Venom, but for now, just stun her when it's your turn, since she'll already be done demonstrating.”

They nodded, and Ryuko stepped forward, facing the older heroes, and inclined her head in a small bow.

“I have the Miraculous of the Dragon, and it represents Perfection. It allows me to transform into three elements, wind, water and lighting.” She breathed deeply, planting her feet firmly on the ground.

“Wind Dragon!”

She shifted into a gust of wind that blew around the room once, before reappearing where she had originally stood.

“Water Dragon!”

She became a stream of water that seeped through the cracks in the training mat into a puddle on the floor, before reappearing on the floor in front of the training mat.

“Lightning Dragon!”

She turned into a crackling ball of electricity, hovering in midair for a moment, before reverting back to human, panting slightly.

Ladybug grabbed her forearm gently, “You need to recharge, and then sit down. You have food for Longg, right?”

“Yes, but I don’t know where I’m going to detransform and recharge,” She whispered.

“Just ask Diana if there’s a closet or something where you can detransform.”

Ryuko nodded and walked over to Diana. They spoke quite for a couple moments, before Diana pointed to a door they hadn't noticed when they had arrived. She nodded and walked into the room beyond, as Chat Noir walked forward.

“My Miraculous is the Black Cat, and it represents Destruction. I have two powers, one that allows me to destroy anything I touch, and one that allows me to create corruption in something. I also have enhanced senses.”

Queen Bee sidled up next to Viperion. “Was there a script? I don’t remember there being a script?”

“I think he’s just going off what Ryuko said because she sounded distinguished.” He whispered back.

Chat Noir’s ear twitched, and he had to bite down on the inside of his cheek to hold in laughter.

“I’m not going to demonstrate my second power, though, it’s a bit more dangerous, in a way.”

He raised one clawed hand before him, “Cataclysm!”

His hand began to seethe with a dark, black energy that had the older heroes falling into defensive positions.

“Can I use it on this?” He indicated a nearby metal bar with the other hand.

“Yes.” Batman nodded, observing intently. With the reassurance, he walked over to the beam and pressed a single claw to the shiny metal. Within seconds, it had corroded and rusted, disintegrating entirely.

Superman raised his eyebrows. “Impressive.”

“Heh. Thanks.” Chat Noir rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, stepping back and allowing Queen Bee to come forward. Ryuko walked over as well, standing a few feet away from the blonde heroine.

“I have the Bee Miraculous, which represents Subjection. It gives me the power to paralyze others. I’ll be demonstrating on Ryuko, since she has already demonstrated and recharged.”

Behind them, Chat Noir’s ring beeped once.

She reached down to the striped top, its cord looped around her waist, shouting “Venom!”

It began to pulse with magic in her hand, and she quickly flicked her wrist, sending it spinning at the dragon-themed heroine and catching her between the shoulder blades, leaving a small ring of black and gold.

It's effects were instantaneous: she stiffened up, her limbs all locking in place. The only things moving were her eyes, and the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.

“How long does the paralysis last?” Diana asked, studying Ryuko’s frozen form.

There were two beeps, one from Chat Noor and the other from Queen Bee.

“Until I detransform. But after we use our powers, we only have five minutes until our Kwamis are forced to drop our transformations,” Queen Bee explained. “That'll change once you become an adult, but for now the paralysis only lasts five minutes, max.”

“So after you use your power you have to end the fight within five minutes?” Superman clarified.

Viperion spoke up.

“Well, we can detransform, feed our Kwamis and transform again. And then we can use our powers again. It just takes a few minutes to do all that.”

“Hmm.” Batman’s face seemed thoughtful beneath his cowl.

Two more beeps echoed through the room..

Viperion stepped forward to the mat. Behind him, Ladybug was pushing Queen Bee and Chat Noir towards the door Ruyko had recharged behind, an insistent expression on her face.

“My Miraculous is the Snake, and it represents Intuition. It grants me the power to repeatedly go back a certain amount in time.” He paused as Ryuko unfroze and began to shake the stiffness out of her limbs. Queen Bee must have dropped her transformation.

“I can't demonstrate it very well here, but in battle if things go wrong, I reset time and warn us before we make that mistake again.”

There was a flash of green and yellow light behind the door as they retransformed

“A useful power.” Batman commented, face unreadable. The other two heroes murmured in agreement, strange expressions on their faces.

He shrugged, faking nonchalance even as the memories of past Akumas turned disastrous flashed through his head. “It's a powerful blessing and a horrible curse.”

His bracelet beeped once, and he stepped away to recharge as Ladybug walked forward.

“I have the Ladybug Miraculous, which represents Creation. I have the power to summon a tool in battle that will help me win, and I can capture Akumas and repair any damage caused in a fight that Ladybug participated in with my Cure.”

“So if you are not part of the fight as Ladybug, you can’t fix the damage?” Diana asked.

“Yeah, basically.” She frowned. “So even if I’m there as a civilian, if I can’t transform before the fight’s over, I can’t do anything to repair the damage.”

There was a flash of blue, and Viperion walked back over to them, falling into line with the other members of his team behind her.

Shrugging, she gave the older heroes a small smile and grabbed the spotted crimson yoyo at her hip. “But I can now! Lucky Charm!”

A ladybug-patterned keychain with ‘JL’ emblazoned on it fell into her outstretched palm. She threw it into the air, shouting “Miraculous Ladybug!”

With a whoosh of magic, pink glowing butterflies soared through the room, fixing the rusted beam, and even straightening things that had shifted slightly when Ryuko had called on Wind Dragon. The three older heroes' eyes widened at the display of power.

“That’s a very useful power.” Batman commented, eyeing them assessingly. “Now, we’d like to see your combat skills. Without your powers.” He turned on his heel and walked out the door.

“Follow me.”

“Do you want us to detransform, or just not use our powers but keep our suits on?” Ryuko asked as they followed the three of them out of the room.

“What additional enhancements do your suits bring?” Batman countered, turning right and striding forward along another hallway.

“Uh, mine gives me night vision and they all give us better reflexes.” Chat Noir piped up from where he brought up the rear.

“Any weapons?” Diana asked.

“Well, I have a lyre.” Viperion offered.

“Do you hit people over the head with it when they get too close?” ” Superman asked as he walked beside them.

Viperion looked appalled. “Of course not! It’s a musical instrument! I would protect it with my life! You never damage your instrument!”

“Okay…” Superman said slowly, turning around and walking backwards so he could face all the Parisian heroes. “What about you all?”

“I have my yoyo, and it’s pretty much indestructible.” Ladybug pointed to the spotted weapon at her hip. “Actually, all our weapons are mainly indestructible. Perks of magic I guess.”

“Oh, and I have my baton!” Chat Noir lifted the weapon in question above his head enthusiastically.

“Spinning top for me.” Queen Bee shrugged and indicated the striped top at her waist.

“Do any of you have traditional weapons?” Diana asked, looking at them incredulously.

“I have my sabre.” Ryuko unsheathed the weapon in question, the light glinting off the unmarred metal.

“A sword.” Diana nodded, “I can work with that.”

“Alright, here we are.” Superman announced, throwing the door open. “Time for your combat skills to be tested!”

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"I love you my bunny"

Pairings:Bunny!Izuku x reader

Warnings: None! Just a lot of fluff

I woke up to a loud thump outside. What now? I thought to myself as I got out of bed and put on my slippers. I opened the Door as the cool breeze hit my face. I looked around for a while and found a green fluff on the floor. I stopped and looked at it as it started trembling. "Oh my god,that's an animal!" I rushed out to the little bunny and picked him up. "Don't worry I got you." I mumbled as I took him into my house. After a couple minutes I had put him under a pile of blankets and warmed him up. I grabbed a carrot and placed it in front of the bunny. The unusually colored bunny hesitated but took it and started to nibble on it. "Aw your so cute!" I petted his tiny head,smiling. "I should go to bed now,lets go little bunny." I giggle at the thought that I was talking to an animal that doesnt understand me. I picked up the green bunny in my arms an carried him to my bedroom. "Goodnight little bunny." I said sleepily before crawling into bed and placing him beside me. I closed my eyes and fell into a dream less sleep.

. . .

I felt as if I was being cuddled by someone. I opened one of my eyes to find a naked green haired boy sleeping next to me.

With bunny ears

I screamed,startling him."Who the hell are you!?" I raised my hands up defensively. He looked around confused the realization hit his face. "Its me! The bunny you saved!" His voice was higher than I thought. I looked around realizing that the bunny was gone. "Holy sh- How is this possible!?" I said lowering my hands. "I'm half bunny and half human. There are a lot of people like me out there." He explained shifting in the bed. "S-stop moving!" I said covering my eyes as my face turned red. He looked down and he turned as red as a tomato. "I'm s-sorry! D-do you have any clothes I can borrow?" I nodded and set out to find my ex's old clothes.

This is gonna be a longg day.

Imma do this I'm parts owo

See ya next time,loves!

~Emika

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A Miniature Meeting With Multimouse > Thirteen

Original Idea

Masterlist

"Wait, so you're saying that you called the Justice League for help?"

Marinette nodded.

"And that they wrote it off as some joke?"

She shook her head again in confirmation, causing Jason to mutter a curse beneath his breath. He clenched his fists in anger, and the only thing that managed to calm him down was the small hand placed on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Nettie, it's just..." he started, before groaning in frustration. "We're heroes. We should have investigated the situation."

"Jay-Jay, don't blame yourself. You didn't have a chance to even see the message in the first place," she scolded lightly. Then, with a grin, she drawled, "Plus, if anyone's to blame it should be Booster Gold."

A dark look began to form over her brother's face, yet he managed to school his expression.

"He's lucky that he's in a different country right now," he mumbled.

The woman next to him chuckled, as her eyes wandered about the room. That was when a frown suddenly settled on her features.

"...We should probably get ready for when they aren't paralyzed anymore, huh?"

Jason turned his head to where she was staring, to be met with the sight of both Red Robin and Nightwing situated in seats across from them. The males were both frozen and slouched back.

"Nah. They're fine like that."

Marinette sighed, standing up from the sofa that she was sat at. Her steps barely echoed in the silent living room as she walked away.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting something," she responded in a voice that became louder each second, until she reappeared in Red Hood's vision again. In her grip was a miniature notepad and pen.

He raised a brow, and watched as she scribbled on two different pages of the book before tearing them off in a quick movement. She then proceeded to place one on each of the frozen men's left hands.

"Autographs, seriously?"

"C'mon, cut me some slack. They deserve them after you two decided to use Venom for no reason."

Pollen - who was snuggled onto Dick's head of hair with a few other kwami - huffed with folded paws. "My Monarch, they deserved it!" her soft voice whisper-yelled quietly. "They disturbed your sleep."

"That still didn't mean that you had to paralyze them!"

"If I may intrude," Duusu spoke up, causing all to glance at her. The feathers that she had fluffed up at the attention. "You haven't had a good night's rest for at least a week."

"No, I did after-"

"Finding out that your brother was alive," Longg carried on coolly, from his perch on Tim's shoulder. "You seemed to have had a distressing amount of bad dreams that night, Guardian."

"I...well..."

Jason gained a soft look. "Nettie..."

"...I-I just...after years of not seeing you and getting over your 'death', you just- reappear? Out of nowhere?" Marinette spoke with watery eyes. "I, I mourned for you, and..."

Red Hood abruptly moved forward, encasing her in strong arms. She stilled for a moment, yet soon broke out of her stupor when the vigilante began to talk.

"I know exactly how you feel, Nettie. I...I had nightmares that night too. Gosh, you should've seen what I looked like that morning. I was practically a zombie."

The girl he was holding close reciprocated the hug after his words, making him sigh in relief. He leaned his head atop hers, then apologised with, "I'm, I'm so freakin' sorry, Nettie."

She remained silent for a few seconds.

"...Me too, Jay-Jay."

He smiled, before planting a kiss to her temple. "Now," he started, "I believe you said that we should prepare for the Replacement and Nightwing over here to unfreeze?"

His sister grinned. "Yep."

Whilst the two began to complete the task - with the efficiency of a well-oiled machine - the kwami laying on Dick's locks began to speak in hushed conversation.

"Tikki, I thought you said that we would have talked to him by now," Ziggy complained.

"Quit with the whining," Stompp said with an annoyed expression. "Can't you see that they just had an emotional moment?"

"Yeah? Well they probably wouldn't have if we'd sorted that Jacob out first."

"Jason."

"Whatever, Wayzz. That's not the point."

"Friends..."

"Let's just go to him now. What's stopping us?"

"The fact that he's Plagg's Chosen."

"Friends..."

"So?"

"Plagg would kill us if he found out that we'd threatened him."

"Friends...?"

"As if! Look at him sleeping over there!" Trixx exclaimed, pointing a paw to the couch nearby. "He's practically drowning in his own drool if you ask me."

"Frien-"

"Guys, shut up! Nooroo wants to talk!"

All conversation suddenly halted, as every single kwami turned their attention to the butterfly god. He shifted about nervously, before saying, "Is, is it okay if I say something?"

"Of course!"

"Go for it!"

"Yeah!"

His lips formed into a small smile. "I, I don't think that the Guardian would be happy either if she found out that we'd spoke like that to Jason. I've s-sensed her happiness with him around, and not only is it because they are soulmates, but because they are siblings as well. I assume that they would be f-fiercely protective of each other."

"...You have a point there, Nooroo."

"Remember what happened last time when she was protective? With Kagami?"

The kwami collectively shuddered.

"Remember how Tikki was proud of Marinette that whole time?"

"Issss that true?"

"Yeah, since Marinette stood up for her girlfriend. Well, girlfriend at the time," Barkk amended. "Right, Tikks?"

When there was no answer, everyone faced the ladybug kwami, only to see her whizz up into the air from Nightwing's head and proceed to fly about the living room frantically.

"Tikks, what...?"

"Friends, the Guardian, she's..."

On the other side of the place, Marinette was sprinting about with an alarmed expression marring her features, as she glanced through all of the windows near to her.

"Nettie, what's wrong?" Jason quizzed, following right behind her. "Are you okay?"

"Nope. No, no, no, no, no I am not okay!" she responded, whilst making her way over to the Miracle Box on a shelf nearby. Her hands picked it up delicately, then opened it up with a simple tap.

Dozens of jewellery were revealed. She chose to quickly pick up a comb with stripes all over, and place it in her hair.

"Nettie?"

"Yes?" she called in a distracted way.

"What is it?"

"It's someone else with the Lazarus on them," she informed, turning to face him. "Stay here and look after Plagg, I'll go check it out."

The younger one sauntered to where her bedroom was, while commanding, "Pollen, Buzz On."

"Wait, someone els-"

Red Hood cut himself off when a bright yellow light surrounded her form, prompting him to shut his eyes tight. When he opened them back up, he found himself standing in front of a shut door.

Just as he was about to grab the handle of it, a hand on his shoulder halted his actions. He whipped his head around to see Nightwing giving him a worried look, whilst several kwami sat on his onyx hair.

"Dick, what are you-"

"It's B and Little Wing," he responded, not answering his asked question. "They told us that they were coming on the comms, but I couldn't tell you since I was paralyzed."

"Venom!" a muffled voice shouted from behind the door.

"Frick," Jason cursed, as he lifted a leg up to kick down the entrance of the bedroom. He rushed in, holding out two pistols at the balcony in front.

However, after a few seconds, they both clattered to the floor.

"...Thaaaat's not good."

"No crap, Timbers! This is, just-"

"I didn't mean to do it!" Marinette squeaked, inching back into the direction of the balcony nearby. "I swear!"

"No, no, no," Red Hood placated, coming forward with his hands held out. "Ssshh, it's okay, Nettie. I know you didn't, just- just come here, okay?"

He stepped over both the unconscious Robin and paralyzed Batman on the carpet, and came close. Then, his arms opened up as an invitation, causing his sister - now in black and yellow stripes - to come rushing into him.

Strong arms hugged her tight, as the owner of them sent a knowing look to Tim and Dick. It took them a moment to gather their bearings, yet after doing so, they nodded in understanding.

"I'm so sorry."

"Nettie, no, it's not your fault," Jason hushed, petting her head in a comforting manner. "Let's go back to the couch, okay? Don't worry."

She hesitantly shook her head to agree.

~*~*~

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