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angelyuji · 3 years

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I also love Yan!Spiderman, there will never be enough content for him ! Can I request a headcannon ? Or a blurb, whatever you prefer ? I love the amnesia trope, like the reader having long-term amnesia after an accident or whatever and yan!Spiderman swooping in, saying they have been dating for months... You may get suspicious of how flustered he gets but he knows so much about you, he can't be lying, right ? 😚

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cw// stalking, non-consensual picture taking, kind of kidnapping, familial neglect, car accident caused by superheroes, non-consensual kissing, non-consensual touching, forced hugs, lying, manipulation, “gatekeep, gaslight, girlboss” energy, implied murder, peter being a crybaby to guilt trip you, idk peter being gross and pervy and being a liar, toxic relationship (kind of because you’re kinda not aware of the fact that he sucks and he’s lying)

· OMGBESTIE sorry i just absolutely ADORE the amnesia trope in yandere fics GHJKJHGF

· it’s just so perfect *chef’s kiss*

· anyway

· you got into accident that totally not caused by peter…yeah, it was totally definitely the criminal’s fault …

· but i mean, why were you driving in the middle of a villain attack anyway? oh, you had to go to work?...so??? peter didn’t give you the ok?????

· right, so he’s tossing cars and trying to bring justice (or something like that) and he saw you coming, but alas, he's too late

· you see something hurtling towards your car as you stop at a red light. you squint your eyes, “oh. ha, that’s a car…wait”

· peter was only a couple feet away when he sees the truck he threw slam against the hood of your car, crumpling the hood like it’s made of aluminum foil. time moves in slow motion as peter tries to reach you. out of reflex, peter shoots his webs to move you from impact. he can feel himself move, but his mind shuts down. when he regains consciousness, you’re in his arms, passed out, but seemingly unscathed. he feels relief, then fury. peter barely noticed when the paramedics came to move you out of his arms. he turns to the villain, his whole body shaking, and launches himself at the man.

· you end up in the hospital for a brain injury that left you in a coma and peter literally never left your side. he came every day and stayed by your side until visiting hours were over, and came into your room at night as spiderman after patrol.

· the hospital staff saw him so much that they assumed you were both in a relationship, so when you woke up at night during his patrol hours, they called him first.

· they called your parents after…weird, i know

· “how do you feel?”

· “fine, i guess. tired, surprisingly” you chuckle dryly and the doctor smiles.

· “fine is good. what’s the last thing you remember?”

· “…um….i can’t… I don’t-”

· “hey, it’s okay. take your time.” the doctor tries to be reassuring, but you feel panic bubble. what’s going on, why can’t you remember what happened? what’s happening to you? your breathing turns rough and the air feels thicker as you seem to remember less and less of what you should know. all of a sudden, two arms wrap around you and pull you into them.

· “it’s gonna be okay” they mumble into your hair as you cry into their shirt.

· peter and the doctor eventually figured out that you were missing 4 years of your life. the 4 years that you’ve lived in queens, to be exact.

· peter realizes exactly what he has to do when the doctor pulls him and your family aside to explain the situation

· (they had asked him who tf he was and he, in a panic to not be kicked out, said y’all were dating)

· he offers your family a way out, a way to not take the stress of taking care of you, by letting him take care of you

· “i love them. i can’t lose them and i won’t lose them, so please, let me take care of them”

· honestly, your family was lowkey relieved that peter offered to take care of you, not even remembering that you have never mentioned this man in any conversation (who has amnesia now??)

· peter would go into your room and tell you that you’re going home with him

· “what? what about my family?”

· “they’re okay with it. they have a lot going on and, as your boyfriend-”

· “boyfriend? i’ve never seen you before in my life?”

· “no! no, we started dating when you moved to queens!" at your blank stare, he lowers his head slightly and you see tears fall, "i wish you would remember”

· peter will pull out his pictures of you saying stuff like “then how do i have these pictures?? hmm????” and fake crying to make it seem like he was your grieving boyfriend

· he’ll be constantly mentioning the fact that he’s your boyfriend to you and to others (at some point, ur confused on whether he’s trying to convince you or trying to convince himself) “as your boyfriend’ “your boyfriend” “i love being with you and going on dates haha yk since im your bf”

· he’ll make up different stories from places he’s seen you. if he stalked you while you were walking at the park, he’ll say you both went on walks often. if you went on picnics by yourself often, he’ll say you constantly had picnic dates. had a fun day at the arcade? more like, you had fun day at the arcade with peter!

· peter’s smart, he uses these events as a way of tricking your brain into thinking that each memory you recover of these moments are just moments that are missing him, and eventually, he’ll start appearing in memories

· peter would take you to his apartment and absolutely REFUSE to let you leave, he’ll have an excuse ready to make sure you can’t leave your new home

· “the doctor said you shouldn’t move too much”

· he’ll make you sleep in the same bed as him, go on dates with him, hug and kiss him like “you used to do” with the excuse of “the doctor said you should do things that you used to do before the accident to start remembering everything”

· …riiight

· “are you coming to bed?” you lay in his bed, waiting for peter.

· “i-i sorry, yes, I-” peter stumbles on his words as he stands by the bed.

· you sit up in annoyance, “peter, you said we slept together. what’s wrong?”

· peter turns bright red, “no! nothing’s wrong! it’s nothing, i-i’m coming to bed in a sec.” you lay back down and soon you feel him crawl into bed. you turn your back to him, but peter pulls you closer to him and start leaving kisses down your back.

· “what are you doing.” you whisper into the darkness. his small touches feel foreign on your skin and your body itches to move in disgust.

· “i’m helping you sleep. uh-before, i helped you fall sleep like this, maybe this’ll help you remember” peter pushes his head into the crook of your neck and holds you closer, his fingers grazing under your shirt and feeling your stomach.

· you try to move away without panicking, “maybe, we’re moving too fast? i kinda need some spa-” you feel peter freeze.

· “do-do you not love me anymore?” you feel peter’s tears before you hear his sniffles, “i didn’t want to push you, but i just missed you so much and i thought that you were starting to remember how much you love me.” his sniffles turn to sobs and you start feeling guilty. you push your discomfort away and let yourself get pulled into his warmth.

· “no, it's fine. just don’t, you know, cry please.” you press your lips into a thin line and sigh as peter stops sniffling and hums in content.

· he’ll guilt you into doing what he wants with tears and sobs about how he misses “the old you”

· funny, considering the fact that this mf basically made up his entire relationship with you because he’s literally psychotic

· your relationship would be seemingly normal too, except that all of the friends that talked about how they’ve never met peter before your accident went missing…huh, definitely no connection there…

· but by the time they inform you of their concern, it is already months after your accident and peter would have already made you believe that you were dating

· in peter’s mind, you’re everything and more than he imagined, even though you barely know him, he knows you so well that it’s easy for him to make you believe that you’re together.

· peter would tell he’s spiderman once you’ve stopped resisting him to make sure that you won’t search up your accident and see that spiderman was involved

· the only way for you to break from peter’s grip on your mind is for him to accidently confess that he’s lied to you

· and that’ll happen, peter may be good at lying, but during a fight, he might let it slip

· “I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO THEM.”

· “they’re my friends, peter. you can’t stop me from seeing them.” you roll your eyes when peter’s face crumples. “ugh, peter, stop with the guilt-tripping. your fake tears don’t work on me anymore.”

· peter’s face turns cold, “your friends are liars and they’ve been trying to break us up since the accident. all they say when they see me are lies.”

· you keep a straight face, “well, i know it’s a lie, so you don’t have to act like this.”

· “but-but what if you start believing them? what if you realize that you can do better than me? what if you remember everything? what if they make you break up with me? wh-” peter turns to you and sees you frozen in place. he moves towards you and pulls you into a hug, but you stay stiff.

· “what do you mean “remember”?” you whisper and peter’s eyes go wide. silence fills the room as peter says still.

· “well, shit”

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ririsann · 3 years

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RIRI IM BACK CAN I ALSO ASK FOR A SENJU X READER PLATONIC FRIENDS GOING TO THE MALL OR NOT THANKS I LOVE U

「 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐞 」

hanging out and going out shopping with senju.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... kawaragi senju x gn!reader (platonic)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - written in a rush, mentions of food/(lack of) eating

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - gaslight gatekeep girlbossm, ilyt lia, senjus a little ooc i think?? tbh i need more of her to see what she’s like

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔 was not the biggest fan of shopping. she deemed it to be... a waste of time. you on the other hand loved to shop as a past time, though your wallet was absolutely sobbing.

“senju, senju, we should go out together when you’re free,” you giggled. dress-up time with one of the three deities? hell yeah. go girlboss go!

“shopping again?”

“yes ma’am! you can’t just wear the same clothes everyday.”

“(y/n) we have a unif--” before she could finish her sentence, you put your finger over her lips to shut her up.

“yeah, but you’re not always in that stupid uniform of yours.”

“but you made it.”

“that’s not the point.”

and so you completely dragged your light-haired friend along with you to the shopping district. thankfully, senju had takeomi’s black card at hand.

first stop, food. the two of you hadn’t eaten all day and it was 4 pm. you went to this fancy restaurant since senju has some weirdly refined palette. life of a rich person, you guessed.

next, the clothing store. senju’s taste in clothes were questionable, to say in the kindest words possible. just because they’re the same pattern or cloth doesn’t mean that it goes together. denim on denim

there were lots of things that you had her put on. for one, a sleeveless hoodie was one of the things you thought would look great on her but it just didn’t seem right. but an oversized sweater with a collar looked great when she took care of her hair.

initially, you really did think that senju would look really good in more “masculine” clothing, but she looked REALLY good in skirts and dresses. i mean, she was quite petite as well, so of course it would actually work.

“you better not be buying me these dresses.”

“i’m not, but you’re cute in them,” you say, sifting through some more cute clothing that really weren’t her style. “say, we should go to the fabric store and i can make some custom clothing for ya!”

“why would i need custom clothing..?”

“just because i made brahman’s uniforms doesn’t mean that i don’t like them as much as you do.” you walk over to her, looking at her jeans and oversized sweater. “miss ma’am this does not do enough for you. and no store is gonna make something better than i will.”

“but i’m still paying.”

“...with takeomi’s card, it’s fine. we could probably buy this entire district out right now!”

“whatever that means.”

～　瓦城千咒　～

after completely draining a chunk of the money you had with you on fabrics, the two of you headed over to who-knows-where with the leader being senju.

“you want ice cream?”

“yeah, why not? is that a bad thing?”

“senju, it’s february.” she scoffed. as if that was gonna stop her from getting the frozen treat.

“i’m treating myself to something after you dragged me around everywhere.”

“but it was fun!” she smiled. yeah, it was really fun hanging out with you with no worry in the world for once. it’s been a while since she felt this way, especially when she had started brahman up.

“i guess it was. we should go out again soon.”

“yeah, whenever that schedule of yours clears up.” you counted all of the fabrics you had in your hands and let’s just say that you wouldn’t be able to afford it all by yourself. “just don’t get beat up so bad.”

“don’t worry, no one can lay a hand on me. and they’ll never lay a hand on you, i swear it on my life.”

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #kawaragi senju #senju kawaragi #senju tokyo revengers #tokyorev scenarios #tokyo revengers scenarios #ririsann

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bumblebaubles · 2 years

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ok character ranking for Y:the last man worst to best

Fucking roxanne: Stupid svu homicide detective wanna be cult leading psycho stalking gaslight gatekeep girlboss ass bitch got what she deserved. Finally.

Idk that bitch that was supposed to be president but fell out of a plane: A lot of what made her unlikeable was her politics she was the walking conspiracy redneck dont let them steal our jobs ass bitch however what really makes her unlikeable is her hubris. even during an organized coup where they are actively asking and threatening to kill the president she wouldn't just sit there and shut up. like she had to follow around and beg for the very soldiers that were trying to dismantle the government to take her seriously and then she died like damn

Presidents wife: I dont even remember her name shes just not very relevant to me. Her story was heartbreaking and sad to watch though so i cant say im completely apathetic to her

presidents daughter: her storyline is one of the more interesting ones to watch true but shes not ver likeable obviously. Shes too man obsessed to really be of any use to anyone but she lost her entire family over the span of the show so i cant really blame her for losing her shit

Byorik’s Girlfriend: That stupid bitch was an anarchist or something idk. then look where that got her. i cant really believe she loved byorick when the first thing she said when she rejected his proposal was how she wanted to see other people

Hero: One hand i feel bad for her one hand I dont. Like she was an asshole I cant lie and say she wasn’t. She was forking a married guy she was like an addict she didnt have a lot going for her and her mom was a total buzzkill most of her life. The way she treated sam was pretty shitty though. I want to be more sympathetic to her falling into the cult of the amazons but I can’t because she had so many chances to not be a fuck up and she was still out there, fucking up.

sam: I dont wanna say sam so soon but I’m gonna say sam. he was defenseless and passive the entire season and while he’s supposed to be one of the more sympathetic characters,, and he had to deal with hero most of the time so i do feel bad for him,, he’s also very self pitying. part of this take is my own biases sure I’ll admit when the first thing sam says after the mandemic™(made it myself haha) was how he didnt have enough testosterone I was like,,, people are dying kim. how the show tackled the isolation and treatment of trans men however was compelling. as for sam the character he himself he was too codependent for most of the season for me to root for him. Following hero around begging hero to stay feeling bad for himself most of the time as if he was the only one with problems. that and he did my girl nora dirty ngl. Like i totally get why he wouldn't trust nora or wanna go off with her to escape the amazonian cult but also, come on man.

Jennifer Brown: she was struggling throughout the entire season I can’t help but feel bad for her. Did she lie? Yes. Did she lie again? yes. Did she lie more? yes. she lied her ass off with her back against the wall because she was trying to keep the country from collapsing.

Nora: the bitch was angry omg I totally support and respect the deterioration of her sanity tbh. I feel like I’m biased towards her because weren’t a lot of us pushovers in our lives. Whether its quiet, or being victimized, or simply doing all of the work to clean up other peoples messes. Then when push comes to shove when the world literally fucking ends even though you did everything right, gt the job the degree the money the family it all goes to shit again, and you’re left to start over,,, again. She wasn’t just angry she was strategic. she always had the brain she just had to use it. when she burned down that shopping center it was one of my favorite scenes.

Agent 355: Did she have to kill those pilots tho. like really? okokok that aside she is rlly carrying the show with dr.mann and byorick. Her whole blackwidow redroom traumas rlly need to be addressed. and her story arc of vehemently denying help at the risk of her health was soooo hard to watch. Like u dum dum byorick just wanted you to get some sleep?! and now look at u!! u crashed into a tree. the way she and byorick were ON EACHOTHERS NECKS In the first half of the season though. ol girl was exhausted. however iliked her ever since she told byorick “your father named you after a dead clown”

Byorick: [lmao my fingers r cramping lemme finish this later... ] ok im back while byorick is flawed like every damn character hes not as inherently shitty. i hate to be all uwu soft white boi with long curly hair and sad eyes can do no wrong and all but really the worst thing about him is his terrible jokes and tendency to run off. other than that hes completely down for helping people and taking action to make sure he’s not (any more of ) a burden to the people around him *cough* sam *cough again*. see sam can learn a few things from byorick. im glad he also takes initiative to learn to protect his own damn self at the end.

Dr.Mann: honestly a baddie, she rlly doesnt need an explanation but I will try. from jump when shes introduced shes quirky shes colorful shes competent shes intellectual and for all intents and purposes,,, she IS the moment. shes thinking of the endgame through and through. the whole entire ecosystems genetic diversity animals men women intersex trans her mind is so powerful i cant not stan? she too has flaws dont get me wrong shes individualistic and sarcastic and somewhat snobby in a “i dont know how you quantify genius” kind of way but, we must stan anyways like come on now

#y: the last man #the last man #bumblebaublesranks

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fen1s · 3 years

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Lmaoo so there is this one tweet that actually describes what I really think the insane mauruaders stans and the tweet goes : some of yall heard one fucking word and now yall can't stop saying it (and it's like a reference to those fuckers who say gatekeep, gaslight, toxic but for everything and they act its profound or some shit). I think they um definetly saw those words and deadass went let's be eco friendly and reuse the same arguments and everyone else went yes. And when there was a genuine difference of opinion they go to their backup response : by supporting this element or seeing their pov you are ( anti Semitic /racist / homophobic) and it's just like :you are aware the same people exist in this community right???

(also I really find it funny that some of them literally don't think the mauruaders won't fucking hate crime them, no ma'am they will hate crime you and then proceed to get the slap on the wrist, they are the reasons your school has anti bullying week [also lmaoo pandering to them makes to be in the 'group' makes all of you Peter Pettigrew you know the same dude you all decided to ignore] )

And then I have to remind myself that there will be one of them who will raise kids and try to be 'jily' parents which I assume is living vicariously through your child because God you peaked in highschool and you won't shut the fuck up about it (and lack any fucking development) which is consistent with Canon so hey it does work out. Also like who's gonna pay for your child's therapy when they realize people who are dickish to you are simply just dickish and no why do you think this is an enemies to lovers trope (and also for their kids dry ass personality which they got from their parents because ik they would want them to be constantly involved but like gym teacher with a kid who's into slight sports and now the kid has to try to get in the national team lol)

Like I need them to have a snape attitude towards kids which was very much : fuck them kids ( and I honestly couldn't agree more to.)

Hey so if you're a fan of the m*rauders and this appears in the general tag, im sorry, i tagged the post correctly but sometimes the tagging system doesnt filter content correctly, but just so yall know, below the read more will be content that is very m*rauder critical which yall may not like or may be upset by. this is a fair warning

It's genuinely frustrating how often they repeat the same arguments as if we care. like we know snape isnt a kind person and we know he doesnt make the best or morally correct decisions, but they never hold other characters to a remotely similar standard that they hold snape to

they like characters due to popularity and how much they can add in headcanons, we know almost nothing about the marauders era, so they can make their own universe independent of the harry potter plot line, but they dont actually give a shit about the canon characterizations we already have

the m*rauders are not canonically progressive, their bullying of snape isn't coming from a progressive stance. they literally only bully him because they think hes weird. there isnt any canon evidence that they went after students who were actively causing harm to others, such as avery and mulciber (two boys who actively were attacking muggleborn students), they never went after regulus despite the fact that je was outspokenly supportive of voldemort to the point where regulus basically had a fucking shrine dedicated to him, there isnt any canon evidence that they went after any other junior death eater. there is canon evidence that they attacked random kids simply for annoying them. there is canon evidence that they used illegal hexes on students that had the risk of causing permanent bodily damage. and i think the real nail on the coffin for the idea that the m*rauders only went after snape due to him being a wannabe death eater is something sirius literally says

this means that even during the war, the m*rauders didnt suspect snape of being a death eater, let ALONE when they were at school

they also just think all snape fans are white straight cis women who obsess over the "always 🥺" line. like they dont take into account POC fans, lgbtq+ fans, nonbinary or trans fans, jewish fans, poor fans, disabled fans, neurodivergent fans. they paint us all with the "you never read the books you just want to fuck alan rickman" brush and call it a day so they dont actually have to engage with us despite constantly coming into our spaces

also it BOTHERS me how they'll call snape a n@zi and then turn around and say "awe james was just a bit of a jerk !! 🥺🥺" bestie he was an actual genuine sadist who got off on bullying and sexually assaulting kids he deemed weird. like sorry to the alt m*rauder kinnies, but if you're punk, emo, goth whatever james potter would've bullied the absolute hell out of you. canonically. sirius literally defends his bullying of snape by calling him an oddball, yall dont think you would've been on the other end of their bullying?

#anti marauders #anti james potter #anti sirius black #pro severus snape #severus snape #this got kind of rambly #also if this does find its way into the m*rauder tag id recomment filtering the anti general tags so that this type of content doesnt appea #in the search engines in the future

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agentsoftie · 4 years

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stitches and ditches

summary: y/n and spencer get in a fight. due to the fight y/n goes to the hospital where she gets taken. spencer has to find her before it’s to late

a/n: plot holes. plot holes everywhere. so i’m sorry for that, super sorry. also like i don’t really know how to write fight scene and stuff ig so sorry if it sucks. and i skipped like 3 classes for this, so don’t let it flop

warnings: fight, angry spencer, torture, a case, violent spencer (idrk what to call it) and whole lotta angst. i happy ending though! kinda, idrk

word count & pairing: spencer x (fem) reader & 4.1k

remember to like and reblog!!

It all started the day he came home from work. This was one of the longest trips he’d been on so you decided to make him his favorite. Pumpkin Pie. And god knows how hard it is to make pie, but you did it anyways, for him. It wasn't too late when he got home but It wasn't too early either. More like the time right after dinner and just before dessert. You had just got the pie out of the oven when you heard the door open and someone walk in.

“Spencer! Finally you’re home! How are you!” You said while he put his bag away. He didn't turn to look at you yet which was kinda weird since the first thing he does when he gets home is kiss you right on the lips. “Fine,” He mumbled while sitting down at the table still not looking at you. “Spencer, come on what’s wrong?” You asked while grabbing his hands, but he immediately retracted. Which made sense because of who he was, but you’re not gonna admit that it didn't hurt. “Nothing Y/N.”

You knew that something was wrong, and it didn't take a profiler to see that. Everything about him was just off. “Come on, it's me. You can tell me anything.”

“Y/N.” Spencer said in a deep tone. You’d never heard him like this or seen in that sense. He was always happy to see you, to be with you. And were with his too. “Spencer no, come on. I can see that you’re clearly not fine. So come on, open up.”

“Y/N I said I’m fine!” You were appalled. He had never raised his voice at you, but it was bound to happen one day, you just. You just were shocked. “Spencer,” You said in a low voice completely contradicting his loud yell. “What!”

“Spencer calm down!” You say yelling at him. Although you realized that yelling at someone to calm down probably wasn't the best way to do it.

“No Y/N, you need to just stop and shut up!” Shut up. That’s the first time he’s ever told you to shut up. Infact, you think it's the first time he’s ever told anyone to shut up.

“Spencer just talk to me! It’s not that fucking hard!”

“No Y/N it is. It's tremendously hard and you just wouldn't understand.”

“Just tell me. And I'll see if I understand. But don't just gatekeep your emotions and feelings.”

“Y/N I said no! Why cant you listen to simple fucking directions! It’s not that fucking hard!” Each and every time he yelled at you, it's like your heart physically broke. And you could feel it breaking. But how do you tell him to stop? All you wanted was to know how he feels. Was that really so hard?

“Spencer why the hell are you acting like this! I understand that your job is hard but that doesn't mean that you can pour all your anger out on me! And if you are gonna do that, you can at least do the kind thing and share how you feel! And what's wrong! I mean, is that really so much to ask!”

“Oh really, that's how you wanna play this! You think this is just a little game don’t you!”

“Game Spencer! You think I play this as a game! Well this game is my life!” You were drop dead angered at this point. “What in the world gives you the right to act like this! Please, explain!” All he does is scoff at you. “I'm not joking Spencer! Why the hell are you acting like this! You've changed!”

“Oh I’ve changed! Y/N you've changed! You're always trying to kiss up my ass! I mean jesus! All you want is money! Like god!”

“Oh I want money! Spencer! I don't need your pathetic money! It may not have dawned on you since you couldn't bother to care, but I make a good amount of money. Yeah, you’re not the only one who paid for this place. So stop acting like you are.”

“Oh wow! Haha, you sick son of a,” He stopped immediately after realizing what exactly he was saying.

“Say it Spencer! Finish the goddamn sentence!”

“Y/N, you know I wont.” He says in a shift of tone. Still equally as affecting though.

“Why? Huh? You've already said so much, just wrap it up with a nice little red bow on top!”

“Y/N, stop,” He said, his tone getting more and more demeaning by the second.

“Do it Spencer! Do it!”

“Goddamn it Y/N I said stop!!” He yelled before throwing a glass at the wall behind you. You both immediately shut up, as trying to process what just had happened. Did he actually just try to hurt you? No, Spencer would never do that. Would he? You touched the back of your head and felt blood on your ear. You looked down at the blood and Spencer walked towards you but all you did was pull back from his touch.

“Don’t,” You mutter in fright. Putting your hands up against his chest, but not touching. His eyes looked at you as if they were trying to say something but just couldn't. You grabbed your purse, keys, phone, a coat, and slipped into some shoes. “Y/N, where are you going?”

“To the clinic or hospital or whichevers open right now. To get this checked out and stitched up.”

“Y/N, come on just stay here. I can stitch it up. I can do everything. Just dont leave. Im sorry, okay. I- I don't know why I did that. I promise I didn't mean too.” He begs and pleads but you just can't say with him tonight. No, not tonight. Tonight was too bad, tonight was a dent that was not going to be fixed.

“I just can't, Spencer. Okay, not tonight. There’s some pasta in the fridge, and I love you… I guess.” And with that you got in your car and left leaving Spencer to just sit in his own tears. He just sat at the table thinking of everything he did wrong. Everything that went wrong. And the worst part is that absolutely nothing wrong or bad happened at work today. He was just exhausted, that's all. And instead of telling his girlfriend, he started a fight. And he knew that you were in the right, for everything.

“Hi, Y/N. I’m Dr. Michael Gray. And it looks like something happened to your ear.” He says while standing at the door.

“Oh hi! Haha. And um… I thought that nurses were supposed to, you know, stitch up stitches.”

“Oh yeah, well they are. But you’re just so gorgeous I pass up the offer.”

“Oh, haha,” You say, not knowing how to feel. Although there was one thing you knew, and that was that this was uncomfortable as hell. “Well, I mean I do have a boyfriend.” You said just so he wouldn't try to make any moves.

“Oh well hey! Do you have any siblings or friends? I'm fine with absolutely anyone and everyone.” He says while disinfecting your ear and pulling the glass out.

“You’re Pan?” You ask to distract yourself from the pain.

“Yeah. You’re not gonna request another doctor now right?” He asks while carefully taking out the glass and putting it on a white napkin in front of you. That was a big piece.

“No, of course not!” You say in offence. “How could you ever think that.”

“It happens a lot with people. Especially the pretty ones. They automatically get turned off when I tell them I like everyone. I don't care about your gender, just your personality and how you treat me.”

“Oh well I would never. And it sucks that-that happens.”

“Yeah. Okay, so here comes the fun part. Hey, how did you even get these stitches? Or, why do you need them? Like how did you get to this point?” He says while slowly stitching up your ear.

“Ha, I get it. You’re just fine. And all of this is due to my boyfriend.” You say in pain.

“Wait,” He stops doing what he’s doing and just stands there. “Your boyfriend did this?”

“Yes. And before you say anything else, I am not in an abusive relationship. Okay, he just had a bad day and I guess I made it even worse. And trust me, he didn't mean to do it.” You say as he finishes stitching up your ear.

“Do you have a place to stay tonight?” He asks while pouring out a liquid into a small cup.

“No.”

“Then, come stay with me. At my place. And here drink this, it’ll help with the pain. A lot.”

He says while giving you a small cup filled with what looked like to be a crushed up powder poorly mixed in with water. Or whatever that the liquid was.

“Oh no. We just met.” You spoke before drinking it.

“You got anywhere better to stay? Plus my shift ends in 5 so it would be the most practical decision.”

You knew that it was wrong. After everything that Spencer had told you. But for some reason you still went. Even though you knew you should have gone back home to Spencer. And god knows what he was doing right now. But you couldn't just let your pride fall and go home. That would be pathetic. “You know what, okay! I mean what the hell! You seem nice and I’m not in the mood to face him again. Or at least for now.”

“Sweet!”

“Just one question… are you gonna kill me?” It was a stupid question to ask, you know. But after everything that Spencer and his family have been through. And with what happened to haley, you just couldn't help but to ask.

“No Y/N, I’m not gonna kill you. Now come on, let me get logged out and let's leave this place. Oh and Y/N, you can call me Michael.” He says while taking off his lab coat.

“Okay Michael.”

He brought you into his car and the drive to his place felt like hours. Although you really couldn't remember most of it since you passed out a quarter way through. The last thing you do remember is him putting his hand on your thigh and looking over at you with a smirk.

It had been 3 days. 3 days since you left to get your ear stitched up. 3 days since Spencer had last seen you. Since you had seen him. Or any of your friends. 3 days since you left your life. In those 3 days, Spencer completely lost himself. All of the books were on the floor. The bed was an absolute mess. And the kitchen was left just as it was the night it happened. He, himself, was a mess. His hair had not been brushed. He was still wearing the same clothes. And he’d been surviving on coffee and granola bars.

“Guys, we got a new case, come on.” Penelope chimes as they all do paper work. Spencer can’t help but look at his phone every 2 minutes just waiting for a text or call or any sign of life and/or love.

“What’s wrong pretty boy?” Derek asks.

“Yeah, you've been acting tense lately.” JJ adds.

“Nothing, It’s just Y/N,” He gruffs.

“Do I smell relationship problems,” Derek says jokingly.

“Derek!” JJ scoffs. “What's wrong Spence?”

“Nothing I just… Look, something happened, and now she’s not answering any of my text and calls, and I'm starting to get worried. That's really all there is.”

“Well what happened exactly? To you know, make her leave I guess.” JJ asks.

“Um, we had an argument. A pretty bad one. I came home after the case. The Checkersfeild one. And um, I was just tired. And instead of telling her that, I got super mad and said some things that I regret. And also did a thing I regret. A lot. And I would explain everything to her if she answered whenever I called or texted but she didn't.”

“How bad was the argument?” She asks again.

“Pretty bad. It was our first, but it was really bad. Just words coming and pouring out.”

“Spencer, how long have you and Y/N been dating?” Derek asks in shock at the fact that he just said ‘first argument’.

“2 and half years now.”

“And you two have never fought? What's this secret that you're keeping from me.”

“Well you know, we had our mutual disagreements. And sometimes we argued a little but it was small and it lasted for like an hour. And right after we would apologize and everything would be okay. It would all be fine.” Spencer said, his voice got longer and slower as the words went on.

“Wow, um… Spencer. You really love her, don't you.” Derek asked.

“Yeah. I really do, don't I.” Spencer says while walking into the briefing room.

As everyone sat down Derek couldn’t help but to keep looking at him. He knew that Spencer was hiding something, he just didn't know what. Or how to figure it out.

“Okay everyone this is Isabella Stines. The latest victim of our new unsub. Police are calling him The Ditcher. Since, as you can see, they leave the body in ditches after what looks like hours and hours of tourture. 5 other people were found too. First was Mindy Kindle, then Jake Johnson. Next, Rosé Hinnings, then we have Jennifer Gordon. And last, and hopefully least, Kross Noing. The ‘K’ is silent.” Penelope says while everyone looks down at the picture of the crime scenes and blood smeared across the screen.

“Do they have anything in common?” Spencer asks just before his phone starts ringing. He immediately picks it up even though the rule that Hotch made up states that you can't answer phones when you’re in the briefing room getting briefed for a new case. “Y/N.” Spencer asks, not knowing who this was since he didn't have enough time to look at the caller ID. “No, this is Sharron Richard, her boss. She hasn't shown up to work for these past days and we’re getting worried. She has a case coming up and this is a big one for her. We’ve been trying to contact her, but she’s not answering. So we called you since she left you as her backup or whatever you call it. So, have you seen or heard from her?” Sharron asks over the phone.

“Um no I- I haven't.” Spencer mutters through the phone so no one except Sharron could hear it. Although that failed miserably.

“Oh, okay. Well if you hear from her, or see her anytime soon. Please tell her to contact us.” And with that the phone was hung up.

“Pretty boy what was that?” Derek asks.

“Uh, nothing. Just a call from Y/N’s work. Apparently she’s been missing. Although you already knew that so…” Spencer said while looking down at his phone more time, then putting it away. Everyone just gave him this weird look of dissatisfaction.

“Okay anyway, yes there are some similarities. And luckily, all of these are taking place here so you guys won't be flying out anywhere! Or wait, isn't that a bad thing?” Penelope exclaims.

“Garcia,” Hotch says in his natural stearn and damning voice.

“Sorry boss. Anyways, The ME found traces of propofol and thiopental in each of their systems. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's basically a drug that doctors use to get patients into a coma before surgeries and/or if it's needed medically.”

“So only doctors would have access to it?” Emily asks.

“Over here in Virginia, yes. There are no stores that sell it here due to too many people ODing.” Spencer answers. “Garcia, did the ME find any signs of sexual assault?”

“No they did not. Looks like it was just tourture.”

“Hey Garcia, did they have anything else in common?” Emily asks.

“Yeah check this out. Each of the victims have a medical visit to “The Charleston Hospital” the night before dying. Or getting captured at least. And, it looks like each of them came in after what looked like an action of abuse. It was hard to spot but luckily the bill got it.”

“Okay, thank you Garcia. JJ, Prentiss, come with me. We’re going to the crime scene. Rossi, you go to the ME. Morgan and Reid stay here and try to find some things and connections. And Garcia, you just do what you do best.” Hotch says while getting up.

Everyone was gone from the briefing room except for Garcia who was taking down some files, and Spencer, who was looking at the file. But one part in particular. Could it have happened. No, it couldnr have. Could it?

“Hey Garcia?” He asked.

“Yes sugar,”

“Can I get something?”

“Why of course, what is it that you need?”

“Um, I need records and security tapes.”

“Come with me my sweet child.” She says while walking out the door and into her office, or as she likes to call it, batcave.

“Okay here are the records for-” She got cut off by a frantic Spencer.

“No, not for them, but for Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Your girlfriend?” She asks.

“Yes, my girlfriend.”

“Um, okay. So yeah. It looks like she went to Charleston um about 3 nights ago for some stitches.”

“And the security tapes. From that night. Can you see where she went? Or if she got in her car?”

“You doubt me. Don't doubt me. Okay so here. It looks like she got into this car. But, it looks like there is someone with her. Im sorry Spencer.”

“Don't be. Just, what’s the licence plate numbers?”

“Um, 56HI90ZC3. Spencer, if you want, we can talk about it.” She says in a soft tone. Thinking that his girlfriend would be cheating on one of her friends.

“No not now. I just need you to track that car, can you do that?”

“Done. Okay so it looks like the last time the car was spotted was here, Cherry Ann Avenue. It looks like they took a turn in this field, and that's all.”

“Great, I need you to contact Hotch and Rossi, and tell them that we got the guy.”

“On it. But, hey do you wanna talk about it?”

“Garcia, we don't have any time. Someone I love is in danger and I don't wanna waste a single second.”

You woke up to the smell of blood, the sound of crickets, and a gut wrenching pain, everywhere across your body.. Crickets everywhere. You looked down to see many cuts. Cuts all over your body, everywhere. And in one place, you swear you saw a knife. What had happened? How long was I out? You tried to remember everything but all you could was getting in a fight with Spencer and then getting in a car with a doctor. Or a nurse, or whoever they were.

“Ah, so you're up.” Michael said as he walked up from the shadows behind him.

“Who are you and what do you want?” You say trying your best to back away from him but something ties you down.

“You forgot who I am already. I must have added a little more meds in there for you. Huh, well that's alright. I’m Michael. More professionally, Dr. Michael Gray.” You just sat there trying to hear him over the intense pain you were in. Almost as if you'd been stabbed 100 times, maybe you had, who knows. “You see, your boyfriend was being the abusive piece of shit he is and so now I'm helping you. Helping you get better.”

“You sick bastard. You're not helping me, you're causing me pain.” You say as he gets closer and closer to your face.

“Shut up!!” He says as he slaps you. “I know what I’m doing!! Do you know how many people I’ve put out of misery!!” He yells in your face. You can feel the spit reaching your face as he does this.

“You’ve hurt those people. You've put them through pain. So much pain. Instead, you could have helped them. But this, this is not help, no this is torture, abuse, assult.”

“I SAID SHUT UP!!” He yelled while throwing the metal tray on the table across the room. “YOU KNOW WHAT, MAYBE WHAT YOU'RE PATHETIC LITTLE BOYFRIEND DID TO YOU WAS GOOD. YOU DESERVED IT!! Don't deserve me, or my help!”

You were shocked. You were scared. You were terrified. But you didn't want to admit it. And the sad part is, all he truly wanted to do is help you. But just at that moment you heard sirens. Sirens everywhere, and they got louder and louder until you saw the colors. Flashing up against the brown wooden wall and the shag carpeting on the floor.

Suddenly you heard a loud bang, the door had come down. “Michael Gray!” You heard someone yell. “Michael, we know what you've done, and we know that you’re here!”

“No, this can't be happening. No no no no no. NO!” He yelled in panic. The most stupid thing to do when you’re trying to hide.

Suddenly 3 people came rushing to the room. One of them happened to be your boyfriend. Who ran over to you immediately without any hesitation.

“Hey Y/N, it's me, Spencer. You're gonna be okay.” He said while holding you. All you did was smile and nod. You wanted to tell him that you loved him, but you just couldn't. You were so sore and tired. And all you wanted to do was go to sleep. Even though you knew that you shouldn't have since, well, you know. You would probably die. But you just couldn't help it.

You woke to a bright light. Or multiple in this case. Why was everything so white. White hurts people. You felt a tug to your hand as you saw who was holding it, Spencer. He stayed. And for god knows how long. He was asleep, and you didn't want to wake him. Poor boy looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep for the past week or so. You checked the clock as the time read 10:37pm. Perfect, just the most perfect time to wake up. You tried to grab your phone, but you had to stretch to get it, and you were not doing that.

Spencer, although woke up from your failed attempt at grabbing your phone. “Y/N, you're awake.” He said dreamily with his eyes half shut.

“Hi Spencer.”

Once he truly realized what was going on, he jumped up from his seat and gripped your hand tighter than before. “Y/N baby, how are you? Are you okay?”

“Well, truthfully. No, I am not okay. I mean, I just got tortured for god know how long, and I think I’ve been asleep. But again, I don't know how long. And oh god, I had my case that I’ve been working on for the past 6 months that was supposed to happen and I missed it!” You say as if the world was ending. He just looks at you. No emotion, just stares.

“Y/N it’s okay. I sorted that out, don't worry. You’re just okay. Why did you go with them anyway?”

You don't know how to respond. Do you tell him everything, or tell him nothing at all. Do you leave out some bits? No, he deserves to hear the whole truth. “Spencer, after what happened that night, I was terrified of what was gonna happen if I came home. And my friends were out of town. So I really had no choice.”

“Y/N,” His voice cracked. “I am so sorry for what I did to you. I truly didn't mean to do that, it just happened. And I don't know why.”

“I know.”

“You probably hate me, and I get that. I would hate me too if I were you. I mean, look at what I put you through. I’m so sorry. And I understand if you wanna breakup and stuff. But, I just wanna say that I love you. I truly do.”

“Spencer,” You say while looking down at your hands, then back up. “I don't hate you. I could never hate you. Not after everything you’ve done for me. I love you, I do.”

He just smiled and kissed you on your forehead. “Y/N, you wanna about it?”

“Talk about what?”

“Everything that happened today.”

“Sure, but how about we talk about everything that happened the other day. I mean, I made you pie Spencer, Pie!” He just sat there while you were laughing looking into your eyes. “I love you.” He said. You just smiled and held his hand, “I love you too.”

tagging: @criminalmindsmoodrn, @marshmallowtraver, @ghostly-angelic, and @himarisolace

#criminal minds #spencer reid #reader x spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #mgg x reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer #mira writes

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please-help-this-little-lesbian · 3 years

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Maggie why are you crying for Negan…you know he ain’t gonna help you

I love seeing Cailey in the credits

DAMN LOOK AT GABE GO

YOU DIRTY LITTLE LIAR

THIS IS SO SCARY THOUGH LIKE I FEEL SO NERVOUS

This is literally so horrifying omg

Merle moment

What is up with this mural

Stan Princess

EXEKIEL WHAT THE HELL

LISTEN TO THE LAWYER EUGENE

PLEASE PRINCESS

THE NOTE ON THE MONEY IM CRYING 😭

Again. Why are the walkers sleeping?

DOG NO

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON

Shut up Monica Lewinsky slut-shamer

Stan Yumiko 😌

PLEASE NOT PRINCESS CALLING MERCER FINE

I love hearing her speak Spanish

Negan are you trying to get Maggie’s group killed

HOLY SHIT ITS MAGGIE NEGAN RUN

YES QUEEN

“So what?” BITCH SHUT UP

Buddy I get your point but you are not helping your case

Okay but Maggie is looking finnneee

I think Maggie’s group is annoying.

So—I know Gage tried to kill Lydia and I’m not excusing that. Kid is an asshole but letting him die like that? Jesus Christ.

THIS SHOT IS HORRIFYING ACCABNCV

Eugene…what are you doing…

?????? Gaslight gatekeep girlboss I guess

I’m sorry but I can’t take Negan seriously when he’s dressed like this

Negan what are your bad memories?

I AM GOING TO KILL THESE WRITERS. THE APOCALYPSE WAS IN 2010 BOZOS!!

Anyway stan Alden

Maggie is right though

Feel guilty Negan

Oh no oh god

Jesus fucking Christ

Maggie this is graphic

Maggie that is cold…

M-m-Maggie??

She is fucking scaring me

YES DARYL ROCK THAT BALL AND CHAIN

DOG NO

Oh it’s one of theirs

Yeah Negan keep your distance

OH MY GOD

Gabe is such a ba

DARYL FIND THEM

Negan do something

Oh wait I don’t think he has a weapon never mind

Did…she just…?

Maggie what are you doing?

Yes let my king work

Okay Negan I forgive you 😌 you were still an asshole though

KING DARYL

Eww

What…in God’s good green earth

Fuck the Commonwealth

“Us your words.” Okay Mercer I see you 😼

But serious note why are we making the dark skinned black guy evil 😐

EUGENE DONT DO IT

Okay phew he’s not doing it

LMAOOOO

EUGENE BABY

What the hell?

Imagine surviving the apocalypse just to be subjected to this

WHY IS STEPHANIE WHITE

That…is fucking beautiful

Yeah you better give her the gun back

Again…how does Negan know DC it seems so out of nowhere

UMMM

OH MY GOD

#twd #the walking dead #season 11 #twd spoilers

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saltedsour · 3 years

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tutorial level lore (for real)

i didnt proofread this after 1.75 hours of typing and that's your fault because i said so

expect typos and nonsense

CORRUPTED:

everybody forgets about him like wtf,,,.???? i swear everybody just goes "HIIIII IM SO HAPPY ALL FOUR OF US ARE HERE" "please i'm right here"

playlist mode also forgot about him 😢

to be fair i forgot about them until right as i started typing

also needs a hug. actually fuck that they all need a hug

the,,, the shortest,,... i i cannot..... they're short oh my gosh

probably one of those wiggly cactus fucks but like angry at everything

also the youngest out of all of em.... babeyyyyyyyy...

110% has a cool scarf i mean come on guys

ok to differentiate between corruption and this fucker's name i'm gonna give him a capital C at the start

tbh they all have that certain vibe that i can't explain rn rn but corrupted and blixer the most so uhhhhhh they vibe together share a vibe yeah

unironically dabs

probably the less focused on MURDERING spicy player shapes

"Okay look ASSHOLES I was the first out all of us to be pink so y'all should really treat me with more respect" they don't

has the best song and ill fight you over that

would look rlly cool if they were like....... not Corrupted just not them

glares at chronos every time he says wink out loud.

his last name's probably kyle

CHRONOS:

doesnt have a face anymore. it's a clock now.

NO his face doesn't mostly tell the time accurately and that pisses logic off the most.

ironically dabs

maybe the tallest but maybe logic's taller i haven't rlly decided yet ok ok

he cant right now he's dunking his bible in milk

rlly wants to eat food sometimes so he just yeets like fucking corn flakes at his face. milky ways also sometimes yeets corn flakes at his face.

"Wowwwww you guys have FACES??? smh."

maybe believes the world is flat

types for 20 minutes after you insult him online

would set fire to the tree of life and watch every second of them burning

the tree's probably fireproof tho and like i don't think fighting the fucking shape goddess went well last time??? didn't it??? now u dont have to worry abt getting ur face hurt that's for sure

Probably part enderman at this point like what the fuck how did you get out of that locked room???? You just see him fucking leave out of another room like OK CHRONOS

says wink out loud

does the most jobs for the tree (outside of what they all usually do)

what they're supposed to do (teach those spicy player shapes to not die) isn't what they actually do now (try to kill spicy player shapes unless they're good enough to not die and get the fuck out of there!!!)

Genuinely misses having a face.

MILKY WAYS:

she has the most braincells. and eyes. three eyes. (and three braincells)

second shortest,!!! will fight you

probably the most reliable at reading anything

"okay guys it's been fun but i'm going to space now" *walks out of the room*

probably would be like rlly competitive in video games and like whenever they suddenly win when you were about to win you hear them gleefully cackling thats actually rlly wholesome wtf me

"guys is the world flat yes or no" "does my life depend on the answer???" "YES. YES IT DOES, CHRONOS." "uuuuuuuHHhhHHhhHh"

probably added megalovania to the group's playlist (if they had one.................)

the tree of life definitely once yeeted the fucker she just grabbed her fucking face and went YEET!!!!! no idea why but that 100% happened

played minecraft and left a review saying there wasn't enough squares

fought Corrupted and won

"i'm gonna munch. i'm gonna crunch" just steals somebody's fucking c h i p s and SPRINTS away

strong shitpost energy tbh??

doesn't know the difference between astronomy or astrology

nobody can see any stars™️ where they live and she rlly wants to see stars™️ (it's her aesthetic ok) (smh) (you wouldn't get it)

they might just be in the fuckign void thats not rlly an aesthetic

LOGIC GATEKEEPER:

doesn't understand most memes tbh

YAAYYYYYY SECOND TALLEST.... or NOT!!!!!!!!!!

"guys ur not being logical....... 💔"

would whisper wikipedia articles to you <3

i'd say they could do the best maths out of everybody but rlly i dont trust them with 1 + 1

unironically would type like... this... sometimes...

"guys why are you awake it's like 3 am" "shut the fuck up logic we're eating stolen c h i p s"

probably has rlly cool legs (i forgot to delete this but now i'm kinda liking what me 10 minutes ago said)

they maybe broke 1 law but it was just one of the laws of reality (like a fucking nerd smh)

T-poses regularly to assert dominance over the three shorter peasants.

actually the only one that still likes the tree of life. "GUYS GUYS SHE'S COOL WTF???" "logic please she fucking deleted my face"

fought Corrupted once and lost

favourite flavour drink is water

everybody probably calls them logic because saying three more syllables is just too hard

BLIXER. THAT FUCK:

angry!!

also dabs but maybe???? ironically (he doesn't know either anymore)

wtf he's directly middle height to everybody (bht he's taller than everybody in that stinky new game form though so good for him)

punches stuff!!!!!

"guys where are my c h i p s"

he has a pupil but only sometimes for no reason

probably went into the tutorial gang like wayyyy after everybody else so he's the new shape™️

"hey guys check out this neat selfie" he just shows them an image of sans

kinda "died" but he actually just took over the world

the tree of life also tells everybody what they need to know rn rn so like she just went "heyyy yeah he died 😭 have fun guys" and went off to go be mean to him for like. ever.

he is a cat. he will never forget that. everybody keeps reminding him plEASE GUYS

ahhhhhhhhhh!! water scary

types for a fucking hour if you insult him online

rlly needs a hug

tired 24/7

probably wears a hoodie. all the time. even in the summer.

most focused on spicy player shape murder.

#long post #jsab #just shapes and beats #this is honestly where i peak at with comedy tbh

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crackimagines · 5 years

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Marianne and Ashe heart to heart (FE: Three Houses Short Fic)

Marianne reflects on something Ashe said that has stuck to her mind for quite some time.

That girl seriously needs a hug

also no im not salty that their A support happened post time skip instead of during the academy, nope definitely not, SHUT UP

Inside the Cathedral, it was midnight and dead siilent. No one was present except a blue haired girl, praying in front of the statue.

Once Marianne was done praying she looked behind her, expecting someone to be there.

Unsurprisingly, there wasn’t anyone. It was very late at night, who’d even be here besides her?

Well...Ashe would’ve been.

Ever since their last conversation, she had been actively avoiding him since he kept trying to talk to her. She felt guilty, making him go through all of that trouble for someone as worthless as her.

He stopped showing up at the Cathedral about a week ago, at first it gave Marianne some peace of mind that he wouldn’t have any more trouble, but after the deafening silence she went through each time, she could only think about Ashe.

Not necessarily what he said about using her crest for good, she didn’t believe a single word of that, honestly.

What she was thinking was more on the lines of ‘How bad is he feeling, thinking he upset me?”

She took a deep breath and looked behind her again, some small shred of hope that he’d be coming through the door.

Five minutes passed, and nothing happened.

What a shock.

She considered going to bed, but she wasn’t tired physically as much as she was mentally. This had been plaguing her mind for a while, so if she were to lay on her bed, she’d be tormenting herself the entire time. She might as well do it where there was a good breeze.

She walked out towards the right wing of the Cathedral, and sat down at the bench, looking over the monastery.

The only thing Marianne could think of was how guilty Ashe must’ve been feeling. This is why she was a curse, she’d cause nothing but grief for others trying to help her. She was better off alone no matter what anyone said.

“...You shouldn’t have come to me, Ashe...”

“AGH! Y-You knew I was here?!”

...Why was there a response?

She quickly turned her head near the stairs, and to her surprise, Ashe was standing right there.

“A-Ashe?!”

“S-Sorry I didn’t meant to startle-...Wait a second...If you weren’t expecting me then...”

Marianne realized that she spoke aloud, and that made her flustered.

“N-No, I didn’t mean it like that! I’m sorry, if you’ll-”

“Hold on a second!”

Marianne was about to get up, but she stopped herself when Ashe came to the bench with her. It was then she noticed he had a blanket on him.

“Um, why do you have that?”

“Well uh...It’s for you.”

He gestured it towards her, using one hand to awkwardly rub the back of his neck.

“It’s pretty chilly tonight and I figured you’d be out here so...I don’t want you to catch a cold or anything.”

Marianne was shocked that he did this for her despite the fact she had been treating him like a stranger everytime they talked. She mustered out a quiet ‘Thank you,’ and wrapped herself around in it.

They both remained quiet, not saying a word to each other. The silence wasn’t tense, awkward or anything really. They both just stared out, letting the wind be the only noise around them.

It stayed that way for about three to four minutes until Marianne broke the silence.

“I’m sorry, Ashe.”

“Huh?”

“I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you. You were just trying to encourage me and I...I made you think that you were to blame for my actions.”

“No, it’s alright. I should be apologizing. I’m the one who never really asked you why you felt the way you do, and butted into something I didn’t know. And what was that bit earlier about me coming to you?”

“...Everyone that I meet I end up driving off. You’re a very nice person, Ashe, but you’re better off not associating with someone like me.”

She looked downwards, her eyes somehow looking heavier than before.

“I’m not worth the trouble. Please forget we ever had this conversation.”

“You realize I’m not doing that, right?”

She looked back slowly to him, his face no longer filled with any anxiety, but now determination.

“Marianne, I don’t know why you say these terrible things about yourself! When has anyone in our class regretted meeting you ever since the Professor brought you in?!”

He was almost shouting, but he quickly lowered his voice, and she noticed it was starting to shake now.

“B-Besides...we’re all a little bit of trouble ourselves. Sylvain with his skirt chasing, Felix with...well being Felix, and the list goes on. Heh, and here’s me, pestering you about this...Marianne, you’re such a kind person. You take your time to check the wounded after our battles, you help people with their studying, you take care of the animals with such gentleness and...”

His eye began to water as he tried regaining his composure.

“...And I can’t stand to see someone I care for talk about themselves like that.”

Marianne’s mouth was slightly open in shock, no one had ever been this passionate talking about her before. Sure, they’d say the things Ashe were saying, but no one had been moved to tears and shouted it at her before.

That last sentence, she could truly see how much she meant to him.

Her eyes began to water up as well, and she began shaking in her blanket, her nose sniffling.

“M-Marianne...?”

She started crying, the tears falling from her face couldn’t be stopped anytime soon. Her chest was tight, and her heart was burning now, barely able to process everything he just said.

Ashe didn’t know what to do, so on instinct, he hugged her, letting her head rest on his shoulders as she cried it out. The sob became louder once he did, and she started hyperventilating, which caused Ashe to hug her tighter, hoping the tighter he did, the calmer it would make her.

Slowly but surely, it worked. After a brief moment, she slowly stopped crying, and spoke up.

“...I’m sorry...T-Thank you, Ashe.”

“It’s okay...”

He gently patted her back, letting her slowly start breathing normally.

Saying nothing again, they both stared out towards the dorms, Marianne’s breathing slowly getting calmer and calmer.

“Are you okay now, Marianne?”

“...Yes.”

She looked up at him at the same time he looked down at her, their faces very close to one another.

The first thing that came to both their mind was ‘They smell nice.’

The second thought was ‘Wait, just how close are we?!’

They both bolted upwards, completely flustered and cheeks burning bright red.

“I-I’m sorry!”

“N-No it’s okay, I didn’t really think, I just-”

Before Marianne could respond, they heard a third voice bringing them back to reality.

“Hey, what are you kids doing down there?!”

They both turned around and saw a Monastery guard looking over the railing above them.

Another voice they couldn’t make out seemingly came from behind him, and the guard turned back to them.

“You two stay there! Greetings, Professor! There’s something to report, actually!”

Ashe widened his eyes upon hearing him.

“P-Professor Byleth?”

“...I see.” The Gatekeeper said. “I was making my patrol and then I heard...Oh, those are your students? What did they say? Well...Alright then.”

The gatekeeper looked over the railing and motioned his head while speaking.

“Your professor wants a word with you two, don’t worry you’re not in trouble. Sorry for the scare!”

As they both walked up, they saw Professor Byleth in a casual outfit instead of his uniform, and looked at the two. Ashe was the first one to speak up.

“I-I’m sorry sir, I didn’t mean to cause you trou-”

Byleth raised his hand up and gestured for Ashe to be quiet.

He looked at Marianne and noticed her eyes were red, and the blanket over her. He pretty much deciphered what was going on by that one glance.

“It’s no trouble. I know that guardsman so it’s fine. Next time you come, just be a little quieter and let me know beforehand so you don’t give a knight a heart attack, alright?”

They both nodded.

“Alright. And before you ask, Ashe, I’ve been following you ever since I noticed you were carrying that blanket and started walking quickly to the Cathedral when you thought no one was walking.”

“...I-I see.”

“I’ll walk you back to your rooms. Get some rest, I don’t want you falling asleep during the lecture after all.”

Byleth walked both of them back to their dorm rooms, and both drifted off to sleep. Ashe was happy to help Marianne, and Marianne held the blanket closely to her as she slept.

BONUS EPILOGUE -

Once lectures had ended for the week, everyone packed up their belongings and started making way.

Ashe organized his papers until he heard Byleth calling out to him.

“Ashe, come here for a moment, would you?”

He nervously gulped, and walked towards Byleth who was standing with his arms crossed and standing behind his desk.

“This...is about last night, right?”

Byleth nodded, and reached into his desk and pulled out a small pouch.

Ashe had no idea what it was, and when he looked back, Byleth was smiling.

“Gatekeeper told me what you two were talking about, cause apparently there was some shouting last night. So on that note, you plan to treat her to something nice tonight, right?”

Ashe’s brain cells collectively halted their thinking process upon hearing that last part.

“...Seriously? Tch, good thing I talked to Dorothea about this kinda thing...Anyways, treat her to something nice in town. Nice little joint called ‘The Shepherds’, ran by a girl named Anna. Tell her I sent you, she’ll treat you two nice.”

“...U-Um, thank you so much professor!”

Byleth smiled and before Ashe turned around, he said one more thing.

“They’re open late, and since tomorrow’s a free day, I’ll make sure not to schedule anything for that. Weather should be pretty, so ask her at the Cathedral tonight.”

Ashe nodded and excitedly ran back to his room.

Byleth shook his head still smiling as he heard a girl’s voice in his head.

“That was quite a bit of your personal funds. Was that really wise to do?”

“Meh, it’s pocket change really. Plus it’ll get them motivated for class, and thats the main reason.”

“You say that, but I can hear your thoughts, you know?”

Byleth said nothing as he continued to smile and began grading papers.

Later that night...

Ashe stood in front of the doors, his heart gently pounding like a drum, and opened the door to see Marianne.

“Hey, Marianne!”

“Oh, Ashe...!”

“Were you praying just now?”

“No I...was waiting on you, actually. I wanted to say thank you.”

His heart stopped when he saw Marianne smile with the moon shining on her face perfectly.

She looked heavenly, so much so he almost completely forgot what he was going to ask beforehand.

“Ashe? I-Is something wrong?”

“Huh?! N-N-No! Not at all it’s just...your smile was...really pretty.”

“O-Oh...”

They both looked down in embarrassment before Ashe cleared his throat and finally mustered up the words.

“Well if you were waiting for me...Would you like to have dinner with me?”

#fire emblem #fire emblem three houses imagines #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem three houses headcanons #marianne von edmund #ashe duran #marianne x ashe #byleth #gatekeeper #blue lions #sothis #writing #imagines

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Seven Deadly Sins

A/N: Soooo... after the Disney Villain Medley came out, @im-basically-logan, @robanilla, and I were geeking out about it with some other peeps on Discord, and this Seven Deadly Sins AU kinda birthed from it. We had a ridiculously long convo about it, and I just knew I had to write something for it (and I know I have a lot of WIPs shush). Anyway, enjoy this AU of Thomas and his friends being demons that represent the seven deadly sins!

Warnings: demons, threats, flirting, arguing/banter, implied manipulation, implied sexual content

A manor stood in silence at the hill. But on certain evenings at the stroke of midnight, if one listened closely, the manor seemed to come alive. Candlelight would flicker in the windows, colorful lights would pulse and glow from inside, and music would flow in the air. Because this was no ordinary manor. This manor was the meeting place of the Seven Deadly Sins.

A man walked up to the front door of the manor. He adjusted his leather jacket with a scowl, glaring at the door with disdain. He hated these monthly meetings. His colleagues were… eccentric, to say the least. Shaking his head, he pushed the door open, striding into the manor. His grand entrance startled the man sitting in the chair beside the door, causing his bowler hat to nearly fly off his head.

“Gatekeeper… have the others arrived yet?” he asked smoothly, shutting the door behind him. The man he had startled- the Gatekeeper- adjusted his bowler hat with a huff.

“No, Greed. You’re the first to arrive, as always,” Gatekeeper replied.

“Good. I’ll be in the parlor, send the others there when they arrive,” Greed ordered.

“This isn’t the first time we’ve done this, I know the drill,” Gatekeeper huffed, rolling his eyes. Greed narrowed his eyes, and the Gatekeeper shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

“I’m merely reminding you of how we do things here. We wouldn’t want to trouble ourselves with acquiring a new Gatekeeper, would we?” he replied evenly, voice dangerously low. The Gatekeeper swallowed nervously.

“No. We wouldn’t,” he answered.

“I thought so.” Greed turned on his heel, heading into the parlor. He sat down at the table, taking a seat at its head, just in front of the fireplace. One by one, figures appeared in the entryway to the lounge.

“Please, take a seat,” Greed said, gesturing at the chairs around the table. One woman stepped forward, taking the chair next to Greed’s.

“So good to see you again, Greed,” she said cooly.

“And you, Pride,” Greed replied with a smirk. A tall man slid into the chair on his other side, eyes glittering with excitement.

“Greed! You’ve done something different with your hair, it’s simply stunning,” the man crooned, leaning towards Greed as he gazed at him.

“Lust, my hair is the same as it always has been,” he sighed, rolling his eyes.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t love the attention, my dear,” Lust replied with a smirk.

“Why do you always have to flirt with Greed?! There’s more of us here than just him!” another man snapped, taking the seat across from Greed.

“Envy, do you always have to be so loud?” a man wearing suspenders grumbled, slumping in the seat next to him.

“Aw, don’t worry, Envy, there’s plenty of me to go around. And you too, Sloth,” Lust replied.

“Hey, leave me out of this. Envy was the one whining,” Sloth huffed.

“Enough arguing! Let’s just get this over with,” one woman snarled, sitting down between Lust and Sloth.

“Something bothering you, Wrath?” Pride teased.

“Yes, there is! I’d much rather be instilling anger in humanity, yet I’m here with you fools,” Wrath fumed.

“Hey, you’re not the only one with things they’d rather be doing, Wrath,” the last man to join the table replied, taking the seat across from her.

“Oh, we all know what you’d rather be doing, Gluttony,” Wrath sneered.

“Is it such a crime to enjoy food?!” Gluttony protested.

“Well obviously it must be, since you’re here with the rest of us,” Sloth drawled.

“That’s rich, coming from a lazy piece of sh-”

“Friends! Please, let’s not fight,” Greed said cooly, glaring at Gluttony. The demon in question shrugged, leaning back in his chair.

“Oh so we’re friends now?” Envy scoffed. Each demon at the table stilled as Greed arched an eyebrow at Envy.

“Of course we are… or don’t you remember the pact we made?” Greed replied with an air of what seemed to be nonchalance, but the shadows shifting and curling restlessly behind him betrayed his true emotions.

“Oh, you mean how you-” Envy started, but was cut off with a warning glare from Pride. The table fell silent for a moment, until Lust once again leaned towards Greed, eyes glittering.

“I believe Envy was about to talk about how you so generously gifted us with demonhood? Truly, a clever move on your part,” Lust purred. Greed was seemingly rendered speechless for a moment, unable to break away from the other demon’s gaze. But he soon shook his head, clearing his throat as he did so.

“Yes… I’m sure. I hope you’re satisfied. But if you ain’t-”

“Yeah, yeah- don’t blame you, blame your friends on the other side. Whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean,” Envy interrupted him, sulking in his chair.

“Oh Envy, you know exactly what that means,” Greed crooned. The table fell silent once more, and the demons eyed each other warily.

“Well, this has been a fun little chat thus far, but let’s get down to business, shall we?” Pride said after a long stretch of uncomfortable silence.

“Fantastic idea, Pride. Did I mention you look absolutely stunning tonight?” Lust praised, and she practically preened at the attention.

“Enough flirting, we have more important things to do,” Greed snapped, glaring sharply at Lust.

“Hey! Jealousy is my thing, Greed!” Envy teased. Greed let out an incredulous sound, face flushing for the briefest of moments.

“I am NOT jealous,” Greed huffed.

“Aw, don’t worry darling. You know I have eyes especially for you,” Lust replied with a wink.

“Wonderful for you two! Can we get this meeting over with?” Wrath snarled, slamming her hands on the table.

“Temper, temper… but correct. Gluttony, how are things looking on your front?” Greed asked, turning his gaze towards him.

“Humans are living healthier lifestyles… doing things like eating something called ‘kale.’ Don’t they understand that I just want them to enjoy the finer things in life?” Gluttony replied dejectedly, slumping forward onto the table and burying his head in his hands.

“I know what would get the humans’ attention…” Sloth offered.

“This isn’t the music video thing again, is it?” Envy groaned.

“Hey, I’m just saying! Good lighting, special effects- they’ll eat it up,” Sloth shrugged.

“Not like you’d organize something like that, it would take too much of your precious time,” Wrath snarked.

“Of course I wouldn’t. I just provide the brilliant ideas. But if you don’t want to make humanity complacent, then I understand,” Sloth replied, voice smooth and condescending.

“It’s a stupid idea, if you ask me,” Envy grumbled.

“You’re just jealous that I came up with it, and you didn’t,” Sloth said with a smirk. Envy made a series of frustrated noises, and the table of demons erupted into laughter.

“Let’s table that idea for later. Lust, how are you faring with humanity?” Greed asked after the laughter had cleared.

“Why don’t the two of us go somewhere private, and you can find out?” he offered, smirking coyly. Greed rolled his eyes, but those sitting closest to him could see the slight tinge of pink creeping across his cheeks.

“Pride?” Greed asked, turning towards her.

“I’d love to take over the meeting while you and Lust have fun,” she teased with a wink.

“What?! No, that’s not-”

“I know, I know. Couldn’t hurt to try though, right? Anyway, things are fine. They could be better, but it certainly could be worse. Humans are naturally prideful creatures anyhow,” she replied.

“I see. Anyone else have anything to share?” Greed asked, looking to the others. Wrath scowled in defeat, shaking her head. Envy blew out a sigh, leaning his head on his hand. Greed nodded curtly, then turned his attention to Sloth.

“I believe you mentioned something about a music video?” he asked. Sloth sat up straight for once, eyes gleaming.

“Yes. And I believe I know just the musical selection to use…”

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