#even if I did know what to say. or sent her some smart person's own words on the subject

[hxney-lemcn]

The Riddle of Love — Gotham! Edward Nygma x gn! reader

summery: Edward's interest shifts to someone who indulges in his love of riddles.

tw: bullying (?), kristen kringle is a warning all her own in this fic, implied rejection (not really tho, Ed's just awkward).

a/n: I hope so much that I wrote all these characters correctly. I have riddler fever rn and really wanted to write for him, but I've always been scared that I'd write him too ooc. I think I did good tho.

wc: 3.1k

Master List

“What is it that no one wants to have, but no one wants to lose either?” I asked. I already knew it was a lost cause. Edward Nygma was the smartest man I had ever met. Dorky? Yes. Nerdy? Absolutely. Smart? Incredibly. So trying to impress him at his own game wasn’t exactly the smartest move. Yet, the first time I gave him a riddle to solve (which he solved ridiculously fast), I don’t think I’d ever seen him so happy. So I continued to scour the internet in my free time to try and find obscure riddles. 

Although this riddle wasn’t that obscure. I was running out of riddles to find, and I sure as hell couldn’t make my own. 

“A lawsuit,” Eddie replied without missing a beat, still focusing on testing blood samples. 

I couldn’t stop the pout that formed on my face, “It’s not fair how smart you are.”

I didn’t see Ed’s lips twitch up, how the praise I didn’t think twice about saying impacted him more than he’d like to admit. It was quiet for a few minutes, and I looked back down to the papers I had brought with me. Sometimes, I found myself working in the forensic lab when I could. One of the perks of being a criminal data analyst. I could make my notes on paper, and then just copy them into the computer later. 

Since I was a data analyst, I was in the record archives often. I was acquainted with Kristen Kringle, which obviously led me to Edward Nygma. She would complain about him if I came in after he had left. At that point I didn’t know him, but I also found her complaints unfounded. I’d let her vent, but I’d also speak up for him, which made her glance away in what I assume was guilt. Then there were the unfortunate times that I’d walk in on his awkward flirting. I’d just tensely put away or take the files I needed for my research and leave them to it. 

But after enough times, I’d caught him in the middle of one of his riddles. An easy one, probably to dumb it down for Kringle so she’d be enticed to answer it in the first place. Yet he had caught the attention of the wrong person. Although that didn’t seem to put a damper on his mood. He only sent me a tight lipped smile with a little ‘ding ding ding!’. That’s how I was caught hook line and sinker. His mannerisms were oddly endearing to me, and that’s how our odd little friendship formed. 

I was brought out of my reverie as Eddie shuffled over to his microscope, “I am a nine lettered word and rhyme with perfection; I am another name for love. What am I?”

I blinked, not ready for a riddle, even though I always should be in the presence of him. I looked up from my work, and I noticed how Eddie was sweating, his cheeks flushing a bright red. I tapped the metal table anxiously, the word love had thrown me off my game and my brain felt empty of anything else. I mumbled words under my breath that rhyme with perfection. 

“Deception, reception, perception,” I mumbled, yet none of them fit the rest of the rhyme. The longer I took, the more anxious Eddie seemed to get. “Affection. Oh! The answer is affection!”

Ed cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses, “Y-yes, that is correct. G-good job.” My proud smile fell into a more awkward one, thinking over the implications. That riddle sounded like one he’d save for Kringle. Was he running out of riddles as well? The thought alone was preposterous. It was tense for a bit. And when I realized I had nothing left to do but input the current data I had on some wanna be gang leader. The sad part is I knew that the cops aren’t going to be the first ones who get them. 

Even though I needed to leave, it felt wrong for some reason. To leave the situation after Edward had seemed to admit something in his unique way of sharing. I didn’t want to assume his feelings, yet I knew he also wasn’t one to just state them willingly. Biting my lip anxiously, I decided to just do it. 

Walking over towards Ed’s hunched form, I leaned down to place a light kiss to his cheek, “I’ll see ya later Eddie.” Then I booked it out of the room, leaving behind a very flustered dork. 

It wasn’t much later in the day when Doctor Lee Thompson entered my office. It wasn’t much of an office. The dark walls made the space feel enclosed, and it barely fit my desk and the few cabinets it held. Yet I didn’t mind it since it was a space for myself. Lee, on the other hand, was another acquaintance whose office was nowhere near mine. She’d only come to my office for a few reasons, if it was work related (which was rare since our departments weren’t similar), or if it was personal. Sometimes she fessed that it seemed I needed some company, that it would do me no good to spend all this time alone in my office. Other times…it was on a more personal note, about Eddie and I’s relationship. 

She plopped a candy bar on my desk, a placating move that was all too familiar.

“You must’ve done a real number on Ed,” She smirked, sitting on my desk. Due to the tiny size of the room, and the nature of my job, I didn’t have a seat for guests. 

“What do you mean?” I asked. Deep down, I knew exactly what she meant. I knew Edward was an awkward man, and his experience with flirting was an ultimate zero. Yet it was hard to imagine that he was still affected by a small gesture of affection… Okay maybe the gesture wasn’t that small, for either of us, but still! 

Lee’s smirk widened, “I think you know exactly what. Poor little Ed kept stumbling over his words when I brought you up. Something must’ve happened.”

I unwrapped the candy bar as she spoke, wanting to avoid any thought of the earlier moment. Looking back it was so awkward and a terrible attempt at…what? Flirting? Was that my intention? I didn’t even know my own intentions! 

I took a bite from the candy bar, savoring the sweet flavor before having to explain the painfully awkward memory. When I managed to explain the event, Lee couldn’t stop herself from chuckling, causing me to finish my candy bar with a bitter look. 

“That sounds like something you’d both do,” She smiled.

“What’s that supposed to mean,” I huffed, trying to fight off the flush of embarrassment I felt. 

“Nothing,” She sighed wistfully. “But you two really take your time, huh?” 

“Shut up,” I scowled. 

“Okay, okay,” She threw her hands up in mock surrender. “I’ll stop teasing…for now. But seriously, I think you two would be cute together.”

I let out a childish groan, “I get it. Is there anything else you need?” 

“No,” She smiled as she stood up. “Just wanted to see what had Ed all wound up.”

I rolled my eyes, but my heart skipped a beat at the implication. As Lee saw herself out, my mind kept racing. What was Ed doing right now? What was he thinking about? Did he really care enough about my opinion, about my affection, that he was still affected by it? I stared at my computer screen, the cursor blinking mindlessly. Glancing at the time, I scowled as I realized I still had 30 minutes left to my shift. The idea of going home, having a relaxing dinner and then maybe treating myself to a warm bath. 

…

That was only the beginning. It seems that Eddie’s admiration had shifted from Kristin Kringle to me. It was flattering, to say the least. At least to me. Once I gained Ed’s attention, I seemed to have gained his colleagues attention as well. Typically, I didn’t work with the officers, I’d research criminals, then that data would be added to the files. So when I walked past James Gordon and Harvey Bullock, I never thought twice. But when Ed had waved at me, that cute tight lipped smile on his face as I waved back, a smile of my own adorning my face, it drew the attention of the two detectives. 

"Careful Ed,” Harvey mocked. “Don’t wanna scare them off.” Jim only glanced up briefly, not interested in the situation in the least. I watched as Ed’s smile twitched for a second, Harvey’s words seeming to get to him. I felt my smile slip, not liking how they treat him in the slightest.

“He…didn’t do anything wrong,” I shrugged, before waving goodbye, making my way to the record archives. Not only them, but even Kringle was looking at me more than just as a person to vent to. 

“I feel sorry for you,” She stated, adjusting her thick rimmed glasses. Her hazel eyes held their usual air of judgment as she placed some files back in their spots. 

“Why?” I asked, flipping through to find the person I needed. 

“Isn’t it obvious?” She asked, raising one of her perfectly maintained eyebrows. “Edward’s got his eyes on another victim.” I frowned, anger bubbling within me at the way she always found new ways to insult him. 

“I wouldn’t describe it like that,” I managed to grit out. “I find the sentiment sweet.”

“Wait,” Kringle paused, turning to look at me with disbelief. “Do you…like him?”

I sighed, finding it hard to focus on the task at hand with this irritating conversation, “Would there be something wrong with that?”

“Isn’t it kind of weird how fast he switched?” She asked, a hint of jealousy in her tone. “I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before he loses interest in you.”

I slammed the cabinet shut in a bout of rage, leaving the room before I do something I may regret…or lose my job over. As I exited, my scowl worsened when I realized I didn’t even get what I needed. 

“Hello!” Edward’s excited voice greeted me as I entered the break room. When my gaze landed on him, I felt my expression soften, my shoulder’s relaxing. His brown eyes were so expressive, that silly smile on his face never failed to melt my heart. 

“Hey,” I muttered back. Looking over the options in the vending machine. Just get something to eat, and hopefully I’ll feel better. 

“Is…something the matter?” He asked, fidgeting with his glasses. I let out a long sigh as I sat across from him at one of the few tables. 

Taking a bite of my snack, I took some time to gather my thoughts and feelings, “Sometimes I just hate people.”

His eyebrows raised, nervously fidgeting with his tie, “Th-that’s…understandable.”

“Sorry,” I muttered, finally cooling down. “Someone was just saying some really mean things and it got to me.”

Edwards’ demeanor changed in an instant, a frown replacing his smile, and his eyebrows furrowed in a mixture of concern and anger, “Who?”

I blinked, “What?”

“Who insulted you?” He asked, fists clenched. This wasn’t what I was expecting. He would get annoyed, yeah, but he’d always just stew in it until he calmed down. And he was barely angry when I was around, which was something I was proud of. So seeing him react so harshly was unusual. It made me feel a bit appreciated, that he cared enough to get this angry over it, yet it was also unsettling.

“They…they were insulting you,” I clarified, rubbing my arm awkwardly. “And trust me, I was ready to do some things that would’ve gotten me fired.”

Ed blinked, calming down drastically at the revelation, “Oh.” 

“Yeah,” I shrugged. “I swear if she says one more damned thing about you I’m gonna…” I strangled the air, the only way I could express how frustrated her insults made me.

Edward fake coughed, his cheeks tinged a light pink, “I assume you mean Miss Kringle.”

I paused, hoping it didn’t hurt that his past interest was still as rude as ever. “I didn’t even manage to get the files I needed,” I grumbled, hoping to lighten the mood a bit.

“...I can get them for you,” I felt my heart crack. Was he still interested in her? Was that why he was so ready to go into the den of the woman who so readily insults him? 

“Oh, no you don’t have to do that,” I shook my head. “I’ll just have Lee do it.”

Ed blinked, seeming to think over something before standing up, “I’ll be right back.” Before he was fully out the door he paused, “Whose case files did you need?”

I couldn’t help the tiny grin at how eager he was as I gave him the names of the people I needed files on. Yet that smile fell. Was he really so excited to get a chance to see Kringle that he almost left without knowing what files he needed? I finished my snack, getting a drink from the vending machine while I was at it. My mind continued to make up terrible scenarios that could be happening at that moment. How she could manage to crush Ed’s precious heart even more than she’s already managed to.

Ed was back quicker than I realized. It took him less than ten minutes! He set the files I needed on the table, that tight lipped grin on his face as he waited for my input.

“Oh! Thank you!” I thanked, flipping through the files to make sure they were all there. “She didn’t give you any trouble, did she?”

“No,” He replied simply. As I met his gaze, that’s when I finally realized that he was truly over Kringle. I should’ve felt disturbed at how intense his gaze was, at how strong his emotions seemed to be when he wasn’t even trying. Yet I only felt flattered, important, and wanted. Emotions I wasn’t completely used to, and caused my heart to stutter at how strong my own emotions were becoming. 

Standing up, I leaned in and kissed his cheek again, this time a bit more confident then the last time I did. I waved goodbye as I walked out with the files he gave me. I felt pride swell within me as I watched Eddie become a flustered mess as I left. It was a good mood lifter as I watched him fumble with his usual nervous ticks, before he was finally out of my sight. 

…

Edward’s courting tactics only seemed to grow after that. I wasn’t sure what changed him to do so. I could only speculate that Lee had something to do with it. She kept stopping by my office, asking how Ed and I were doing like she hadn’t just seen us the day before. I can’t lie, I was reveling in the attention that Ed was giving me, and I could tell he’d revel in my attention as well. A mutual pining on both sides. 

Normally, I’d be okay with that. Too scared to try and push things forward. Edward Nygma was different. He was just so…amazing. I’ve never felt so strongly towards someone. He was sweet, attentive, smart, and overall lovely. I couldn’t just settle for pining, I wanted to experience what it would be like as his lover. 

Which led me to this horrendous mess up of a confession.

I dressed up a bit nicer than usual, hoping to impress the cute dork. I felt confident in myself, an emotion I don’t feel regularly. I greeted Lee, who seemed like she guessed the occasion and sent me a wink when I walked past. 

“Hey Eddie,” I greeted, setting a cup of coffee down on the counter.

“Oh! Hello,” He greeted me, smiling. “You seem chipper this morning.”

Nudging the coffee towards him I smiled back, “It’s a good day today. I got you a coffee.”

“You didn’t need to,” Ed replied sheepishly, not used to people giving him things. 

I only shrugged, “I wanted to.” I tapped the counter I was leaning on as nerves started to slowly creep through me. So, before my anxiety could get the best of me, I blurted out, “What is mine but only you can have?”

With furrowed eyebrows, Ed actually paused to answer a riddle for the first time during this little game we had. His eyes flitted around the room, like he was trying to avoid the answer. I know he was smart enough to figure it out, so the fact he was taking so long to answer caused my heart rate to spike from anxiety. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe I was reading the room wrong. I blame Lee for feeding me a wrong understanding. 

“I…uh…” Ed stuttered over his words, sweat dripping down the side of his face. Shit, shit, shit! I shouldn’t have said that. He does know the answer, I found it online easily, he obviously knows. He doesn’t feel the same and now he’s trying to find a way to politely reject me. 

“Nevermind!” I exclaimed, trying to quell my nerves by getting the fuck out of here. “Stupid riddle! Never needs an answer. I should get to work.”

“W-wait!” Eddie called out, making me stop in my tracks. So close yet so far. “I can be a fruit, I can be on a calendar, I can be important, and I can be forgotten. What am I?”

Turning back around, I watched as Eddie picked at his nails. We both seemed like complete messes at the moment. It was hard for me to think of anything due to my previous failure of admitting my feelings. I bit my lip awkwardly, trying to stop myself from making any more of a fool of myself.

“I…I’m not sure Eddie,” I chuckled solemnly.

Clearing his throat, he adjusted his glasses before admitting, “A date. W-would you accompany me on one?” I stared at him with wide eyes, unsure if I heard him correctly.

“Y-yeah! Of course I will!” That tinge of embarrassment was quickly overpowered by exhilaration. The smile that stretched across my face almost hurt with how big it was. Eddie’s smile was also wide as he still couldn’t meet my eyes.

“Is…is tonight okay? Dinner? 7 o’clock?”

“That sounds perfect.” 

And to make the moment better, I kissed his cheek before parting, excited for what the night held for us.

#riddler x reader #the riddler x reader #gotham x reader #edward nygma x reader #edward nashton x reader #gotham #riddler #the riddler #edward nygma #edward nashton #x reader #dc #dc riddler x reader

[thmles]

| You're Losing Me. (2)

- I can't find a pulse, my heart won't start anymore.

[pairing: miguel o'hara x spider-person!reader]

[warnings: sweet to angst, mentions of physical fight, blood, bruises, mention of deaths]

[a/n: this has been a long time coming!! i've tried to write these past few days but never really finished writing this but i was feeling a lil sad tonight so i managed to focus my motivation on writing this! i also went through some theories on reddit and twitter about miguel's canon theory bc i honestly question it?? anyway i hope i did the first 'you're losing me' fic justice with this, since i tried my best writing this. hope y'all enjoy 🫶🏻]

You were smart enough to leave the watch that was issued to every member of the Spider Society at your apartment. Miguel had been tracking your location only to see ‘you’ in your apartment. He blocked you from creating portals and tracking the location of him, Jess, and Ben. It was for your own good, anyway. He was looming over Brooklyn on a rooftop as rain lightly poured over the city. He looks down at his hand, the very same you returned your promise ring he had given you a year prior. Miguel figured that he’d talk to you after he brings in Miles, that he’ll try to make you understand his side. Miles was a kid, he doesn’t know better. He doesn’t understand how astronomical the consequence of letting his father live. With the help of his suit, Miguel is able to store the ring on the right side of his hip. The hunt for Miles had just begun.

-

You on the other hand managed to get to Gwen’s dimension. A somehow colorful yet gloomy version of Brooklyn. With a few taps on your (much better) watch, you located the apartment complex where Gwen lives. The watch even gave you the exact number of their apartment. Brooklyn was glowing in the dark of the night as you swung through the city. It reminded you of your Brooklyn. A beautiful city that never sleeps.

You approached the rooftop of the apartment and gracefully landed on it. After a quick change (which really just consisted of you taking off your mask and slipping on a jacket you managed to grab before you left your apartment), you slowly descended the stairs from the rooftop to their apartment.

A knock on the door pulled Gwen’s and his father’s attention. It was a long time coming, talking about their feelings, the truth, and being Spider-Woman. “Captain Stacy? I’m uh, a friend of Gwen,” The voice called out. Gwen smiled knowingly at her dad as he stared back at her in confusion. “She said she’s coming back home today and she left something in my house.” The voice continued.

Gwen let out a laugh and quickly opened the door before her dad could do it.

“You came.” Gwen beamed at you. You returned a smile and pulled her in a hug.

“You really think I’d leave you by yourself?” You mumbled in her ear.

She hugged you tighter before pulling away. Her dad looked surprised as Gwen seemed to forget she was in her Spider-Woman attire. Gwen looked between you and her father before exclaiming, “Oh, dad! This is my friend! They have been uhm, a really good friend of mine!” Her dad motioned at her attire. Gwen laughed as you waved at her dad. “Don’t worry, dad. They know.”

-

After a quick goodbye, you gave Gwen the watch you had made similar to the ones issued by the Spider Society. After a few dimension hopping, you managed to assemble a team of Spider-People who hoped to help Miles as Gwen looked for the latter. Gwen detected that Miguel, Jess, and Ben were at Earth-1610 to search for Miles but Miles wasn’t in the dimension. After a quick talk with the team (consisting of Margo, Spider-Noir, Peni, Pav, Peter B. and Mayday, Peter Porker, and Hobie) you were quick to realize that Miles was sent to Earth-42. The group agreed that they should rendezvous with Gwen, but were reluctant at your decision to go to Earth-1610 as a distraction for Miguel.

“What do you think Miguel’s going to say after seeing you’re going against him?” Peter B. asks as you both stand before a portal to Earth-1610. The night sky was cold and you were jealous of Peter’s robe. Your eyes softened as you looked at Mayday looking up at you curiously. You booped her nose and it made her giggle.

“Well, I’m about to find out.”

-

It wasn’t hard to find Miguel. Looming across Miles’ house, scanning if Miles made it home. Silently landing behind him, your heart ached as you stared at his back. It doesn’t even feel like it’s your Miguel anymore. It’s almost as if he’s out of your reach, that no matter what you’ll say will go right through him.

Shakily you called out, “You know he’s not here.” You approached him slowly until there was a reasonable distance between the two of you. The rain pattered on your body as you crossed your arms in front of your chest. You were shaking from nervousness, sadness, and the cold rain.

“I know. I was waiting for you.” Miguel turned to face you. His mask came off, his eyes bore into yours and you swear you could feel your heart drop to your stomach. You took your mask off and threw it in front of him. He looked at your discarded mask before looking at you in confusion.

“I’m sorry it had to end this way, Miguel.” Your voice softly said, getting in a fighting stance. You knew you had to help Miles. You would do anything to help if it were anyone in that situation. You owe it to your own father to help save everyone, to help save someone’s father. Growing up without one was one of the hardest things you ever went through. You didn’t want that for anyone else.

“So, you’re ending everything we went through for a kid?” He scoffed as he approached you, You were quick to back up to maintain the distance you guys had.

“Miguel, that is the point! He is just a kid!” You exclaimed. Miguel rolled his eyes and replied, “A kid who knows nothing about the damage he is causing!”

“It was your fault! You didn’t have to create the Spider-Society or replace someone’s identity! Isn’t that the very reason that universe collapsed!?” You yelled, leaning towards him as he looked at you in shock. “That you willingly replaced someone, and continued to do so? That your actions were the very reason that everyone died in that universe?” Miguel could only look at you as his eyes turned scarlet. You knew he was seething with anger.

“And that you, Jess, and Ben, of all people,” You scoffed as you glared at him. “Have the nerve to tell Miles that he doesn’t belong. When the three of you were never bit, right?” You finished. “Oh and your ‘canon theory’ is bullshit. What if that Spider-Person isn’t close to a police captain or doesn’t have an uncle who needs to die? What then?” Honestly, you were shocked at how much you had told him. Truth be told, the things you said were things you kept to yourself for months.

Miguel didn’t know what to say, but he knew you were right. His supposed theory was only based off of most Spider-People, but it doesn’t guarantee that those events happen to every single one. To him, it felt like an attack on him and his ego. That you questioned his every move despite those actions were done to protect you. Because he can’t risk losing you.

-

The next thing you knew, Miguel launched at you. Thankfully, you had your ‘spidey-senses’ and were quick to dodge him. Before you knew Miguel would rather die than hurt you himself. But when he saw your bruised and bloodied body on the rooftop, he finally realized that he let the anger get the best of him.

“You lost me, Miguel.” Those were your final words before you slipped into unconsciousness. He brought you back to the Spider-Society to get you proper medical attention before he had to leave to hunt Miles. Miguel took your left hand and slipped on the promise ring on your ring finger. He gave the back of your hand a kiss.

“I hope you forgive me, mi amor. I’m sorry.”

#spiderman: across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #miles morales x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara angst #into the spider verse

[yoonsenji]

Summary: Daddy little girl! (Platonic)

Tokyo Revengers ×××

Character's:- Sanzu (Bonten), Mikey (Bonten), Izana.

Haruchiyo Sanzu!

It was no surprise that Sanzu would have a kid oneday since this man can't keep his dick to himself. You have your mother features the only thing that makes you appear related to Sanzu was your personality.

The Rosy pink haired male couldn't help but groan by your presence, he doesn't really like you even tho you're his own blood (he hope). He would bring you anywhere since he doesn't want you to be kidnapped either, killing and taking drugs infront of you he was unhinged.

While Sanzu was busy inhaling some cocaine the guy he have beaten up which Sanzu thought was dead would slowly rise up. You watch as the man glare at your father and take out a knife, unfortunately Sanzu was too high on drugs to realise what was about to happen. As a sound of bullet piercing through a human skull echo through the broken down building.

Sanzu turn behind to understand what the hell happened just to see the man he had beaten up on the group a puddle of blood forming around his head. A pocket knife on his hand as he look at you, you were still holding the gun as you look at your father with a cute smile. This was when Sanzu knew you were really his daughter.

He treat you better than ever from that day, he always thought you weren't his which make him not treat you that well and since he is too busy to take a DNA test. He always thought some whore who he have slept with just lie and drop you off and run away.

Your mother did just put you infront of Bonten building and put a little note that say "Fuck you Sanzu, you ruin my life. So, you should take care of this plump of cell not me".

The more Sanzu actually spend times with you the more he realised that you are just like him. Your laugh sound like his, you hav his charm, thank God since he doesn't want you to have the charm of a whore, Sanzu was excited to teach you how to used a gun. He would tie up people and used them as a target, whenever you shoot right through their head your father would give you a high five.

Sanzu treat you like a princess if Rindou or Ran tried to mess with you he's so read to put a bullet through their head. "Y/n... Did you know that your mother was a whore?" Ran told you as you only sigh "Yes, uncle I know my mother was a whore... Please enlighten me on how I should react" You reply back, "See, even the kid is annoyed of you!" The younger haitani added as he laugh.

Even Mikey like you which make Sanzu like you even more, just like your father you admire Mikey but unlike your father you weren't the type to lick a ground if Mikey say so.

But, Sanzu start to go to the club not that often now. Even if Ran or Rindou beg him to go as long as if he have a plan with you he would just reject the offer. Sanzu does bring prostituted back home but he always make sure not to be loud although you already understand what is going on.

"Princess, what should I do with her?" Sanzu would ask you as he grab the hair of the woman who tried to steal Sanzu wallet, he asked you since he knew damn well you would always come up with a creative way of killing people. Kids do have a wild imagination and killing someone the same way over and over was boring. "Daddy, why not cut off her hand so she won't be able to steal anything anymore... Maybe after that you can feed her family using her" You reply with a smile on your face the woman skin turn pale as she start to beg for forgiveness. "Ah! My princess is so smart, I'm so proud of you, princess" Sanzu praise you as you smile proudly.

Sanzu sent you to the best school he could possibly find since his princess deserve the best. You were guarded by gang members 24/7 if not they'll die. No matter how dumb you are no school have the gut to reject you since they still want to live, if you're smart the teacher would treat you very good cause their life is on your hand at this point.

You usually hang out at the Bonten building, Mikey allowed you to. Mikey clearly have a favourite and it's definitely you, you weren't noisy nor cause a fight, you would tell him story which makes his life a bit less boring, you listen to him and ask nothing in return and you're a cheeky kid who is good at tricking people.

"So, the unicorn couldn't cross the river because... Even tho there was.... A beutiful tree the unicorn couldn't left his friend behind... The end!" You say with a smile as you close the book, Mikey who was listening to your story closely although you pronounce some word wrong it was pleasent to hear, Mikey still have his childish side so he would asked you to read more story until you fall asleep while reading a story for him.

Manjiro Sano!

Mikey doesn't even know what the hell he was feeling to even have sex with some random chick but now he have a kid... Your mother just casually drop you off and flew to another country.

Your eyes were similar to Mikey a fucking void of nothing. You don't cause tantrums nor cry loudly, you were quite patient and listen to anything your father say, but no one else could literally control you it doesn't matter of Mikey send them if you do not see your father you're causing a big tantrums.

You would sit quietly while drawing a picture using a crayon, Sanzu was your babysitter since Mikey trust him enough somehow. The Rosy pink haired male was not that happy but atleast you're Mikey daughter.

"I could go out with some chick's but here I am babysitting you" the Rosy pink haired male complain once again, even Ran and Rindou were simply sitting there not complaining and Sanzu was only blaming you, "Could you stop yapping your mouth... Y'know some of us have things to do other than yapping" you told the older male as Sanzu was pissed off. Even if you are Mikey kids you ain't Mikey, "I didn't know an idiot like you could talk" Sanzu said trying to hold back his anger, "You're a grown ass adult arguing with a kid, I wonder who the idiot is" Seem like you got your mother mouth.

You're always ready to throw hands with anyone especially Sanzu, among the elite members of Bonten if we forget your own father Koko like you the most. Unlike those idiots you actually know how to used money properly, you somehow managed to pull money out of no where... He used your innocent to steal things to.

Everyday you have a playful fight with Sanzu... It get violence real quick tho, it's either you throw things at him or he pull his gun out and point it at you. You two do not get along very well but you never bad mouth him to your father, even if Mikey tried to stop the daily fight you simply just say it's yours and his problem... No one can butt in.

It's impossible to kidnap you since you're always with Mikey or another elite members of Bonten. Even when you go to school atleast one elite member have to pick you up since you're Mikey kid.

You're the whole reason Mikey haven't completely lose himself so if you're gone everyone is going to be fucked up.

You're literally Bonten princess, you hold a very important role in Bonten since you're the reason Mikey is not insane yet... You would usually be near your father and you weren't afraid of gruesome scene since y'know your father and his friends kill people on daily basis.

Mikey doesn't allow you to touch any of his gun nor any gun, he might be the most dangerous gang leader but he ain't gonna let his princess touch something that can harm them. What's the point of being a good father if you need to learn self defence at early age.

"Rinrin... What happened to my teddy?" You ask as you stare at the teddy bear on the groud, it was really fucked up there was a bullet hole in your bear. "Um... Well you see" Rindou tried his best to find a good excuse since making you cry was bad even tho Mikey isn't here. His older brother Ran was just looking at him smirking, this all happened because Ran said something that provoke Rindou to pull out his gun and shoot which was Ram plan and make him shoot the bear instead. "You... Ruin my bear!" You were tearing up badly. And you cried, you were throwing everything you could get your little hand on and throwing at anyone.

Whenever you get sad or mad you throw anything at anyone only your father can calm you down during such period. Or you straight up bite, kick, pull, scream. You only do such things when you are seriously mad or sad, but after everything you would apologise a half ass apologize you weren't sorry it's their fault for provoking you.

"I swear your father won't like it if you stand out in the rain!" Sanzu was trying to get you out the rain but since any umbrella was near he wasn't ready to ruin his beautiful hair and outfit. "Bleh! No!" You said as you took a step back getting further away from the pink haired male. "Shit man! Why do you have to be so difficult!?" Sanzu asked as you stick out your tongue at him. You were freezing cold but there was no way you were going to back out easily. "Blah blah blah! Keep talking pinky pie!" You said as you told your arm and sit down on the groud. "I'll buy you a dorayaki?" "Okay!".

You're a easy to buy since just like how young Mikey was you were in love with Dorayaki, you never share food tho even with your father you hesitate a bit and give it to him. You only eat food if a flag can be added or else you're not eating it.

You were sitting on the soft sofa as you much on the freshly buy Dorayaki as you swing your life feets, every bite bringing you to heaven as you enjoyed in silence. "Y/n" the younger haitani call out your name as you look at him "Can I eat some... Even a little crust would be nice?" Rindou asked, they bet him to take even a little bite off your food as you smile at him. Rindou for sure though that you'll say yes since the way you were smiling was closed to the word yes. "No" you simply answer as you continue to eat your dorayaki. Rindou look disappointed at himself it seem as his charm didn't work on you and Sanzu and Ran were laughing at him. As your father entered the room you jump up from your seat and walk towards your father with a proud smile. You snap the dorayaki in half although it was not even, "Daddy, want one?" You asked as you already put out the dorayaki for him "Sure, princess" Mikey reply as he grab the dorayaki and eat it. You just simply go back to your seat and just ignore the younger Haitani brother who was simply flabbergasted by the obvious favourism.

Kurokawa Izana!

He doesn't even know what happened that night... He didn't mean to have sex with anyone he was simply too drunk and the girl seduced him.

Now he have to take care of you and yeah the woman even throw the DNA test paper to him.

At first he literally ignore your existence and kaku take care of you all the time. Whenever Izana looked at you, you remind him of himself when he was younger not wanted by his own mother.

Hence, he started to treat you like how he wish to be treat by his mother when he was younger, he would hold your hand while walking, make kaku read bedtime story for you, play the guitar for you and he even beat up any guy who look at you the wrong way.

He tried his best to not get you involved in any of his gang activities but they do adore you alot. Even tho Shion is a scary ass dude you would just play with his hair and listen to him talk about anything. You do not like Kisaki at all... He tried to get along with you but yeah you'll run and hide behind anyone. The haitani brother treat you like their little sister, kakucho is your mother at this point, hanma... He play with you too much.

"Y/n... Why don't we buy ice cream hm...?" Kisaki asked you as you look at him terrified, Kisaki reminds you of a monster which make you run and hide behind the older haitani. "Eh...?" Ran look confused as you grab onto him tightly, "Look like y/n doesn't like you" Rindou said out as Kisaki only Chuckled, he was hella mad inside. His whole plan was to make you like him and kidnapped you.

You don't talk much nor do much, you are just you... Unlike your mother who left you, you were alot calmer and patience, but just like Izana your determination was strong and you got Izana eyes as well.

You would just sit down on the groud and listen to everyone talk since Izana doesn't trust anyone who isn't Kaku... And kaku have to attend the meeting to, most people think you couldn't talk at one point but you could clearly do that.

Izana would never take you to anything that includes other gang... He'll just simply locked the door from the outside door and since he trust you enough to be alone.

But, if anyone dare to bad mouth your father thinking you were too much of a coward to say anything... They're dumb, although you aren't much of a talker unlike your mother, you have the same attitude as your mother.

"Y'know, boss would be nothing without the haitani brother's" the guy say although you were right there "Dude! Boss daughter is right there... Keep it shut or boss will kill us!" The other guy tried to warn his friend as he laugh in response "She is too much of a coward to do shit..." The other guy would simply say. You literally pick up a rock and throw it at the guy "ouch! What the hell is wrong with you?!" The guy asked as you stood up. "Annoying..." you told him as you walk away "Dude I told you..." The other guy told him "She only talk big she won't rat me out" the guy say with full of confidence. You did tell you father and everyone you know...

You rat people out if you have to... Izana is a very sweet and protective dad, he would hold your hand if you ever walk out anywhere. Making sure he doesn't neglect you and have enough time to spend with you. If he can't spend time with you kaku would definitely be the best replacement for such tasks.

Kaku was definitely worried when you didn't talk much and thinks you have a talking problem. He told Izana about his worried, Izana didn't want you to get bullied for such silly reason that Izana start to talk less so you won't be alone... It wasn't that deep tho you just think talking too much is a waste of energy.

You would sit down and work on your little project for hours, you were making a drawing of you and Izana with your crayon which Kaku bought for you. You were very careful with your drawing and whenever you see even a tiny flaw you would just redo the whole drawing.

You tug at your father pants to get his attention "What is it princess?" Your father ask you as you give him the drawing "I draw for you..." You would say with a sweet smile as Izana just smile at you and admire your work as well... "I'll put it on the fridge so everyone will get to see it, okay?" He ask you as you nod your head a yes.

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Hiya! So happy to see another loki fan!

Could you do him and a bubbly, optimistic y/n! Real puppy dog energy, but she's also kind of clever. Like people underestimate her because they think shes ditzy, maybe loki did at first too, but she really just sees the bright side of stuff and is high energy, so they're actually really smart!

Srry this was so long!!! Have a great day!

YES! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS PROMPT SO MUCH THANK YOU♡

- CONSIDERING THE EGO OF THIS MAN, HE DEFINETLY HAD THE GALL TO UNDERESTIMATE YOU. I mean, look at you. So bright eyed and happy, you were chatting with your fellow peers and your enemies alike knowing full well you're entering this contest that will costs the lives of many people.

- He thought you were niave really or maybe just really stupid. I mean, you often got lost in the arena, you were so unaware of your surroundings at times that you would just casually walk into objects and then proceeded to apologize to them, and overall seemed so happy and enthusiastic even though you were losing.

- He never saw your frown fall and he always found that interesting, as your fellow human was sent to Niflhiem, there was no sadness in your eyes. Obviously no one else noticed because they were too busy grieving but Loki did and thats how his interest in you starts.

- One day he corners you to ask about why you smiled despite the fact that it looked like humanity was doomed. No one knows what happened, Brunhilde just watched as you walked away and Loki followed you.

- Since then, people are so baffled by how close you and the God of Mischief are now. The way you two started talking to one another as if you weren't on completely opposite sides, decorating his nails with nail polish that you somehow acquired, and overall just glued to the hip.

- Sometimes you're a bit clumsy, like when your eyes light up when you look at Loki and run over to him, only to trip over your own feet but he just teleports and grabs you by your waist by teasing you about how clumsy you are.

- You always find his tricks amusing and even let him know what he could do to make them even "funnier", you're the only person who actually has a sense of humor because while Ragnarok was fun, everyone was so terribly serious sometimes but at least you knew how to have a little fun.

- Loves how openly affectionate you are with him, he is pretty touchy but not obnoxiously so, yeah he'll have his arms wrapped around you here and there but you're the one who just grabs his face when he floats upside down and covers it kisses or playing with his hair absentmindedly as he tells you about his latest prank he pulled.

- He also never really annoys you, even when he is being a little mean at times. The gods see it go over your head and they feel bad for you but they don't actually know when he says passive-aggressive things, you're not really bothered because you know he's a sore loser and you had just finished beating him in a game that you were simply too good at. He never goes too far but its clear he's still sulking.

- The gods aren't sure how but you've somehow managed to get Loki wrapped around your little finger almost as much as you're wrapped around his. Some gods admit that it's strange to see Loki so absent but they assume that he's just manipulating you and you just happen to be the new toy he's playing with since you seem like you mean well, but they also don't think you're all that bright.

- That doesn't mean that they don't enjoy your company, you're very fun to talk to but conversations are always cut short because of Loki's possessiveness.

- He especially hates it when Hermes mentions some boring fact about Greece and what it was like back in the day and somehow you get interested and start asking him questions and Loki just rolls his eyes in annoyance as this conversation goes on for LONGER THAN HE WANTS IT TOO.

- Zeus gets curious as to why Brunhilde lets you near the God's so much or why she let's you near Loki in general.

- Zeus: "If I were you, I'd be very concerned or at the very least, pick a new champion. Who knows what sick game Loki is playing at?"

- Brunhilde can't resist that mischievous smile and looks at Zeus with a raised eyebrow, "Really? I don't think they're really playing any games with each other and even if they were, Loki wouldn't be the one I was worried about."

The day of your fight came, everyone felt bad for you because the Gods had pitted you against their wisest diety. The humans weeped, after all, you were such a delightful soul but you stood know chance against such a revered and knowledgeable God. Göll was horrified as she started to tear up, you had become something like a big sister too her in your time here. Always comforting her after she lost her sisters and reassuring her that their sacrifices won't be in vain.

"I-I...We can't lose her too, Brunhilde!" Göll weeded. Bruhilde looked at you as you entered the ring, the both of you sharing a crimson smile.

"We won't, Göll." She assured.

While Heimdall was doing introductions, Loki was floating upside down and kicking his feet excitedly when you walked out. It wasn't uncommon for him to switch sides but for the first time since Ragnarok started, he was rooting for the humans.

"You seem quite happy. Aren't you worried about her?" Hermes noted. Loki turned his head towards him slightly: "Hmm? No. Not really. Why?"

Shiva speaks up, "Hey, I like that little mortal as much as the next God but she's...kinda out of her league this round, isn't she? I mean...look at who they're going against."

The round starts and your battlefield takes place in a clock tower where gears grinded and other mechanics clanked and clacked loudly. Your opponent looks at you smugly as you play with your divine weapon, a bouncing ball.

"I know, I feel bad for the poor God." Loki snickered, "After all, she's is quite clever when she wants to be~"

The very first thing you do, much to everyone's surprise, is throw your ball into one of the gears. The God against you taunts you for creating such a dumb mistake and you just smile at them, shrugging your shoulders carelessly.

"I can't watch this." Shiva groans, looking away. The green haired God smiled: "Aw, but you're gonna miss the good part!"

As they charge at you, you seem completely unbothered, standing still in one place. As they went to attack you, something sounds like it breaks and one of the giant gears hits the God into the side of the arena. Sending them crashing into the other gears, they try to shake it off and go after you again but realizes that one of their garments is caught in the gears, causing them to stay stuck.

Everyone watches from the screen and the God's can sense something is about to happen.

"What on Earth is going on?" Aphrodite frowned, confused as to why you haven't done ANYTHING to attack. Thor looks at Loki and narrows his eyes: "What did you mean by she was clever earlier?"

"Exactly what I said. Wisdom is fun and all if you're boring, you can know everything all you want. But cleverness is all about using the area and everything around you. Sometimes even the people." Loki smirked as he looked at the other Gods.

During your fight, the God still hasn't been able to get loose and your ball that was stopping the two gears from moving couldn't handle the pressure of being squeezed into two different directions before it finally shot out of the gears and directly at the God. With such force that their body which was struggling to be untangled now went limp and everyone gasped, the ball now having created a clean hole through the God's chest. You tilted your head as you looked at the camera, directly towards Brunhilde.

"Was that really it? I've had checkers matches that lasted longer."

The gods are horrified, unable to comprehend how their colleague could have been beaten so easily by a human like you. Meanwhile when humanity recovered from the shock, they cheered with such ferocity and excitement as you walked out of the stadium, your valkyrie appearing beside you and suffering from a killer headache and you apologized sweetly but congratulated her for being such an awesome partner.

"W-What just happened!?" Ares demanded, turning around to glare at the God of Mischief, "DID YOU HELP HER!?"

"Hmm? Oh, nah. She did it all by herself, can you believe that?" Loki grinned. Zeus grabbed him by his shoulder warningly: "Loki...if I found out you betrayed us for a mortal-"

Loki looked shocked but then laughed, his hand covering his mouth and tears nearly forming at the corners of his eyes.

"Please, don't tell me you didn't notice anything off about (Y/n)? Even I knew it but I thought you'd all see it. Although, I can't blame you, she nearly had me fooled." He sang in a know it all manner, "That's why I went to talk to her after Adam's match, after all, she was so chipper...a bit too happy. You know what she told me that day when I asked her why?"

The Gods all stayed silent, Loki kept them in suspense before quoting those exact words you told him: "that she couldn't wait to see the look on your faces when she avenged her friends."

They looked at him and then at you, who was now waving at the cameras and even blew a kiss at where Loki was.

"She...She was acting the whole time?" Hermes frowned.

"You knew?" Odin finally spoke up, rising to his full height and standing in front of Loki. Loki only lowered himself onto his chair and brought his knees to his chest, "I wasn't sure. After all, she complimented my boots right after so I assumed it was her optimism but I had my suspicions. I didn't know for sure until this battle. It's terrifying, isn't it? How she played us into just giving her a win on a silver platter."

Loki then bit his nail with a smile, a blush on his face growing as the Gods were realizing how you'd play them for fools the entire time.

"She's so perfect.♡"

#record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok #ror x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv x reader #ror loki #ror loki x reader #snv loki #Loki x reader ror #loki x reader snv #loki x reader record of ragnarok

[possibilistfanfiction]

for surgeons au.,, perhaps some hurt/comfort :,)

[hbd @gohandinhand. sorry but tbf... u asked for this lol (also so many of you asked for 'what if bea gets hurt' bc we all share one collective grey's anatomy-ass braincell // also on ao3]

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‘dr. silva is still in the tumor resection?’

it’s only, like, your fifth week being a doctor, so there are so many things you don’t know all the time; you add dr. villaumbrosia asking this question to the list. still, she’s kind of the scariest person you’ve ever met in your life — unflappable and a little mean to everyone but her patients and their families, talented and whip-smart beyond belief, willing to take on the hardest cases — and so you answer anyway with a nod. you only know this because zaire promised he would come find you just after he’d finished with dr. silva — to celebrate at the bar down the street and hopefully more than that too — but you don’t add that; you don’t think dr. villaumbrosia would appreciate it all that much.

‘okay,’ she says, more shaken than you’ve ever seen her.

‘is something… did something go wrong, or?’

‘with ava’s surgery, no, i don’t think so.’ 

ava is new; you’re not embarrassed to admit that you and basically your whole intern class has been keeping track of who’s with whom amongst the attendings, so you know they’re all either dating or friends or some kind of family. still, dr. villaumbrosia never uses first names at work. 

‘there’s a trauma being flown in,’ she continues. ‘there was an avalanche, and dr. choi was skiing in the backcountry today. i don’t — i don’t know more details.’ she worries her hands for a moment. ‘she hasn’t answered her sat phone.’

‘oh,’ is the best you’ve got, disarmed by the obvious fear that lingers around every inch of her.

‘dr. silva can’t know, if she does come in. not until after he’s finished the hardest part of the procedure and can pass it off.’

not that you were going to be the one to randomly decide to go to dr. silva’s OR and say any of this, but you nod. ‘of course.’

‘i need you to go check on tai; she’s in daycare.’

‘uh, i don’t — i’ve never —‘

dr. villaumbrosia waves you off. ‘she’s cute. looks like choi, acts like silva.’ 

when you don’t respond immediately, dr. villaumbrosia just glares. ‘yeah, of course,’ you hurry to say.

‘and then i need you to go to the ER for the trauma. dr. masters already knows you’re coming; you’re going to see what’s going on and tell me and no one else. got it?’

‘yes, dr. villaumbrosia. will do.’

‘great.’

to be honest, you have no idea where the daycare even is, and this certainly isn’t what you went to a bazillion years of school for, but whatever. maybe this will get you on dr. villaumbrosia’s good side. 

‘and dr. al-najjar?’

you nod.

‘i know this seems ridiculous. but dr. choi is — she’s my favorite person. it’s important.’

you understand in your own way: you facetime your little brother every day, no matter how tired you are, no matter how late or early it is for you. ‘i’ll tell you everything as soon as i can.’

‘good.’

/

tai is, apparently, a fourteen month old, very cute toddler, who really does look like dr. choi. when you explain, very briefly, to one of the daycare teacher that dr. villaumbrosia sent you to see how she’s doing, make sure she’s okay, she nods and shows you over to an area of the room with soft mats and some wooden blocks. tai smiles at you, all baby teeth and big cheeks, and says mostly nonsense but a few words — blocks, doctor, mama — and then promptly knocks over her block tower with definite glee. 

you snap a nice, cute picture of tai smiling in her little giraffe hoodie and send it off to dr. villaumbrosia. you’ve never been a baby guy, and you’re certain she isn’t either, because there’s no way you could ever possibly choose her specialty if you were, but she loves the photo anyway — the first and only time she’ll ever respond to a text from you like that, you’re absolutely certain — and it makes you smile, just for a moment. when you wave goodbye to tai she laughs, and you hope, very concretely, that she goes home with both of her parents tonight, or soon, at least, that her family stays as full and happy and warm as it had been this morning.

/

you feel genuinely nervous and way too invested: you’ve met dr. choi in passing a handful of times, and she’d assisted on one of dr. villaumbrosia’s surgeries once that you’d gotten to hold a retractor for, but according to emma — the best gossip and also dr. choi’s favorite intern, allegedly — says that dr. choi is kind and quiet and a wonderful teacher, patient and skilled and efficient. you’d been looking forward to being on her service soon, honestly, and, even in the past few weeks, you’re starting to understand that the people here, that you spend so much time with, are starting to feel like family.

dr. masters nods at you, her braids already tucked away beneath a cap, trauma gown on. you’re on peds, so you don’t know if you’re really here to help with anything — dr. villaumbrosia wasn’t called down for any consults, still set for the routine bowel repair she’d been scheduled for this afternoon, so you’re fairly certain there weren’t any children coming in — but she gestures toward the gown and gloves anyway.

‘just in case we need more hands on deck,’ she says as way of explanation. ‘there’s four people, and we don’t really know the extent of their injuries.’

you nod — what else is there to say — and things are very, very still until dr. masters gets a page and then everything is moving — loudly, organized, seamless — and you’re in awe, for a moment, of dr. masters’ ER. you love trauma surgery and she’s, like, kind of the biggest badass in the country, and it’s pretty fucking cool to watch her very quickly get everyone exactly where they need to be in the amount of time it takes for her to walk to the elevator that leads up to the helipad.

the wind whips from the blades when the doors open, rainy and miserable, and your heart is caught in your throat when the door opens. you see dr. masters’ hands shake, although you’d never, ever mention it, locked behind her back in tight fists, until dr. choi’s face — a bruise along her jaw, a scrape that runs underneath her eye, all the way into her hair, the tip of her nose and the tips of her ears a painful red, probably from frostbite — comes into view.

dr. choi, strapped into a stretcher, covered in a blanket and hooked up to an IV, immediately starts talking, before the stretcher is even fully out of the helicopter. ‘the three coming out,’ she starts, ‘i dug them out as much as i could. i did an emergency thoracostomy on david, you need to push a ton of antibiotics. anna needs to go to the OR immediately for her pelvis, make sure cam —‘

‘—beatrice,’ dr. masters says, rushing to her side and, if you were to bet, wanting to sink to her knees in relief. ‘oh my god.’

‘i’m fine,’ dr. choi says, annoyed at being made to stay on the stretcher. ‘i properly deployed my avalanche airbag. but mary, listen —‘

dr. masters holds dr. choi’s face in her hands and then kisses the top of dr. choi’s head. it’s tender, and you wonder how long they’ve known each other to afford that level of intimacy, that level of care. ‘i got them, bea. i promise. we gotta take care of you too or ava will kill me.’

dr. choi relaxes, just minutely, but you can tell — maybe because you would trust dr. masters with your life or anyone else’s, maybe at the mention of dr. silva, maybe some combination of both — and she nods.

dr. masters rolls her eyes and kisses the top of dr. choi’s head once more. ‘stupid hero. let me go make all your hard work worthwhile.’

dr. choi smiles, definitely reassured now. ‘you better.’

/

you’re not surprised, exactly, that chief superion is waiting to take over dr. choi’s care, but you are a little surprised when dr. superion squeezes her shoulder gently and smiles, a little sad. 

‘ava is still in surgery, so let’s get the worst of it taken care of before she’s done, yes?’

dr. choi nods, growing more exhausted by the minute. which is fair, you think, as she tells dr. superion — and you, because you’re stuck in this room until you have a real report for dr. villaumbrosia beyond the text you’d sent that just said Dr. Choi is talking and moving, no head or neck injuries — about how the avalanche airbag had worked, even if it was frightening; about how her transceiver, according to SAR, had helped them get there faster than they would have otherwise.  

‘ava always teased me about how expensive the gear was, but look who’s laughing now.’

‘well, to be fair,’ dr. superion says, looking at dr. choi’s x-rays, ‘i don’t think either of you are laughing.’ 

‘oh, yikes,’ dr. choi says, looking at the films too. she’s on a fair amount of pain medicine at this point, but she’s right: there’s a few nasty fractures along the bones in her left wrist. but, other than those and a few cracked ribs and some mild frostbite on her nose, ears, and the tips of her fingers, it seems like it’s just cuts and bruises: nothing she won’t heal from, and far better off than the others who came in with her.

‘i, uh — sorry,’ you say, feeling like you’re interrupting, but they both just shake their heads, waving off your apology. ‘dr. villaumbrosia sent me to see if you’re okay, and i’m supposed to go talk to her once i know. which, i guess i know now.’ not your best work, and in front of the chief, but oh well.

dr. choi smiles fondly. ‘thank you for telling me. i’ll never let lilith forget it.’ 

dr. superion doesn’t smile, but it seems like she wants to. ‘go ahead, dr. al-najjar. you can tell her that we’re admitting dr. choi to ortho; dr. alvarez will operate tomorrow, once the swelling has gone down.’

‘and tell lilith i love her too.’

‘i — uh—‘

dr. superion laughs. ‘go, dr. al-najjar.’

/

you’ve just finished your report to dr. villaumbrosia — in the middle of a surgery, but it’s clear her shoulders relax immediately, continuing to operate smoothly — when dr. silva flings open the door of the OR.

‘hello ava,’ dr. villaumbrosia says, not even looking up from the stitch she’s putting in. ‘she’s okay.’

dr. silva, breathing so hard her mask is getting sucked into her mouth and nose, doubles over, her hands on her knees. ‘i gotta do more cardio, oh my god,’ he mumbles, then takes a deep breath and stands. ‘you’re sure?’

‘yes,’ dr. villaumbrosia, ‘i had dr. al-najjar make sure personally. he also checked on tai; she’s doing great.’

‘very cute,’ you say and then debate just quitting residency here altogether, but dr. silva smiles at you.

‘thanks man,’ she says. ‘sorry you missed this surgery.’

‘the bowel was perforated,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘it was quite disgusting, to be honest.’

‘well then,’ dr. silva says, ‘hey, you’re welcome! you got to see my adorable kid and my sexy wife. who, as lovely as your company always is, lil, i’m gonna go see now.’

‘she deployed that avalanche airbag, dug three other people out, and did a field chest tube by the time SAR got there.’ 

‘hot.’

‘insane, actually,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘but give her my love.’

/

two days later you’re back on shift — after drinks and truly, genuinely great sex with zaire that still ended up happening despite everything, god bless — and you swing by ortho before you go up to peds. you’re not friends with dr. choi or dr. silva, but you do want to see how things are going anyway. your mom always says it’s better to be kinder than necessary, and you’re starting to believe it.

they’re an adorable family, you think, tai showing dr. choi her lion stuffy and babbling excitedly, sitting on the hospital bed between her legs, turning every now and then toward dr. silva in a chair by her bedside. dr. choi, her arm in a brace and a sling, looks pretty good overall: her eyes seem clear, the bruises along her jaw are already starting to turn green and yellow, a great sign of healing, and the redness on her nose and ears has lessened considerably. 

also, she’s sitting up and talking animatedly, clearly happy with her daughter and her wife there. from her chart — you looked it up in the system before you came, whatever — you’re pretty sure she’s going to get to go home today, which you suspect is what the small duffle bag by dr. silva’s feet is for. 

‘all i’m saying,’ you hear from dr. silva, ’is that your nose could’ve fallen off.’

‘ava,’ dr. choi says, exasperated and laughing.

dr. silva sits back and pouts, exaggerating with crossed arms. 

‘i will be more careful,’ dr. choi concedes, but it doesn’t feel much like a concession the way she smiles at tai and then runs a gentle hand over her wispy hair. emma — who is an incredible gossip but you’re starting to think she also just has a giant crush — had told you and zaire that dr. choi is, like, an experienced outdoors person with certifications in all kinds of different safety courses and activities; you know she and dr. villaumbrosia have done stints with MSF together too. 

‘good,’ dr. silva says. ‘because lord knows i cannot raise tai by myself.’

dr. choi frowns, then offers her good hand to dr. silva, who scoots closer and takes it with a kiss to her scraped knuckles. 

‘plus, while i would deal, obviously, you’d probably be less hot if your nose fell off.’

‘“probably”?’

dr. silva shrugs. ‘i love you.’

‘i love you too.’

‘would you still love me if my nose fell off?’

‘ava.’

/

‘good morning, dr. al-najjar,’ dr. choi says when you knock lightly on the open door of her office. it’s impeccably neat, a few pictures of dr. silva and tai on her desk. she’s wearing the brace on her wrist still but no sling; her bruises and frostbite have faded. in her scrubs and white coat and clogs, a fresh buzzcut and a cup of coffee in her good hand, she looks exactly the surgeon you’ve looked forward to working with. 

‘good morning, dr. choi. welcome back.’

she smiles and closes her office door, starts leading you down the hall. ‘thank you. and, apologizes in advance that you won’t have any surgeries with me for the next two weeks until i’m officially cleared.’ she rolls her eyes. 

‘that’s okay,’ you say. ‘more sleep, honestly.’

‘true. and,’ she says, opening a door to the most incredible, brand new lab you’ve ever seen, ‘i can promise that the research we’ll get to work on will be worth it.’

‘i always thought i would go into trauma,’ you tell her, ‘but i think i just fell in love.’

she grins. ‘the heart wants what it wants.’

you pause a moment but then you can’t help yourself: you laugh.

‘in that case,’ she says, ‘let me show you around, and let’s get to work.’

#wn #wn fic #avatrice #avatrice fic #surgeons au #this is not nearly as angsty as it could've been! ur welcome! #butch bea 🥺🫡 #am i making up interns as i go?? why not i love to spiral! lmfao #also the real hardest part of this was spelling lilith's fucking long ass last name jesus christ

[gyupinkys]

VENOM-PT 2

A/N- This is not edited, I was too excited to upload. I really outdid myself with the smut, I hope you enjoy

WARNINGS- MURDER, GORE, GUNS, KNIVES, smut, angst, unprotected sex, choking, spanking, breeding kink, daddy kink, restraints, voyuerism, exhobitionism, mutual masturbation, oral (m&f receiving) and a lot more, but these are the main ones :)

WORD COUNT: 9K

The next morning you limp down the stairs to find Mingyu and Vernon in the kitchen. Vernon looks at you and instantly blushes while Mingyu takes this as an opportunity to tease you. 

“Did chan actually make you cum or were you faking it” he asks as he slides a plate of fruit towards you. 

“He definitely made me cum, multiple times” you say looking him in the eyes. 

“I’m sure I could do better” he says and you roll your eyes. 

“Keep this up and you won’t get to” you say with a smile. 

Mingyu gives you your phone back and says he thinks he found something but he’ll tell you at the group meeting that it should be happening soon. You say ok and take your phone back, unlocking it to see a picture of you in pink lingerie staring back at you. You look at Mingyu and he’s scrambling for words. 

“Did you at least enjoy yourself?”

“I did,” he said in shame.

“I’ll punish you later Gyu Gyu”

Cheol texted everyone to come to his office and you follow Mingyu and Vernon there. Everyone else is already in there and all eyes are on you when you step in. 

“I’m guessing you and Chan had fun last night.” Cheol says with a blank look on his face.

“We sure did” you say and look at Chan who has a mug smile on his face.

“ANYWAYS, Mingyu you said you found something on Y/N’s phone?” Cheol says in annoyance.

“Yea, the messages were sent from the building across the street, I'm assuming the person took it with a camera  from a spot in the building. They probably broke the phone after sending it but I checked the security cameras of the surrounding area and this is the only guy to leave the building after the pictures were sent.” 

“Wow, good shit mingyu” Jeonghan says and looks at the picture on his computer.

“Smart, talented, and hot” you keep impressing me Gyu Gyu” you say.

“Hey, why don’t I have a nickname?” Chan says. 

“Chan leave her alone, let's just focus on this” Mingyu says despite him relishing in your compliment. 

Mingyu puts the picture of the man on the projector and asks if anyone recognizes him. 

Everyone in SVT is at a loss but you know exactly who this man is. 

“Guys, this is really awkward, but that’s my ex boyfriend” you say.

They all give you questioning looks.

“I have no idea why he would do this? We haven’t seen each other in two years, so i'm equally as confused.”

“What's his name? I’ll check our files for him”  DK says, pulling out his laptop.

“Choi San” you say nervously.

They all turn their heads toward you in shock. 

“You're telling me YOU were dating Choi San?” Seungkwan says in disbelief. 

“Hey! What's that supposed to mean?”

“He’s like the most lethal assassin in the game! How did you meet him?”

“We trained together and you know one thing led to another. But we broke up ages ago”

“Cheol i'm glad to not be you, he’s probably gonna kill you” Jun says.

“Jun, don’t say that Seungkwan says and he smacks Jun across the head.

He holds his hand up in defeat.

“Mingyu, can you check where he went after?”

“I already did, he went to this office building. “ATEEZ” corps.”

You’ve never heard of it let alone know what his association to it is. 

“Why don’t we send someone to camp out in front and see if he shows up?” Joshua suggest.

“I can go” you say.

“You should probably go with someone” Joshua says.

Everyone's hands but Jun’s shoot up and you let out a laugh.

“Wow so many options to choose from” you say with a smile. “Hmmmm, Hao we have some of our own problems to sort out why don't we go”

Mingyu, Chan, and Cheol all pout while the others brush it off. Hao can’t even look you in the eye for some reason but says “Sure, I’ll drop you off at your place so you can change”

From the moment you and Minghao parked the black inconspicuous van a few feet from the “ATEEZ” building you’ve wanted to

pull your gun out and shoot him.

“I SHOT HIM FIRST! YOU COSTED ME $5 MILLION DOLLARS, THEY SAID EITHER WE SPLIT THE MONEY OR TAKE NONE” 

“HE WAS MY HIT I DONT KNOW WHY YOU WERE THERE”

“I GOT THERE FIRST SO HE SHOULD’VE BEEN MINE”

“FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LETS JUST SPLIT THE MONEY”

“NO! YOU JUST GIVE ME ALL THE MONEY YOU DONT NEED IT ANYWAYS IM SURE IF YOU ASK CHEOL FOR MONEY HE’LL GIVE IT”

Hao can feel his patience wearing thin. He takes pride in his mediation and ability to control his temper, but you’re testing him. 

“Y/N, please shut up”

“Admit I win and I’ll shut up. You just refuse-”

Hao pulls your lips to his and kisses you with passion. 

“You were so good for Chan last night, why are you being so bad with me?”

“Maybe you don’t deserve a good girl”

“I think, I know what i deserve, but now i know you don’t deserve to cum” he says as he pulls you to the back of the van. He attempts to straddle you but you flip him over, pinning his hands to the floor and tying them together with rope you found on the floor. 

“No, I think it’s you who doesn’t deserve to

cum.” you say as you begin gliding your hands over his chest. You unbutton his pants and pull out his hardening cock making him gasp. “Hao, I have a confession” you say as you spit in your hand and begin stroking him. “I’ve found you attractive from the moment I saw you throw yourself through that window. I didn’t know if you found me attractive as well, but last night I think i overhead something I shouldn’t have.” you say as you increase the speed of your strokes. 

Hao sucks in a deep breath, hoping you’re referring to something other than him being a perv. “what did you hear?” he says with gritted teeth, struggling with his restraints.

“I heard moaning and groaning that didn’t belong to Chan or I. At first I was confused, but when Chan said your room is next to his it clicked. Now babe, do you want to tell

me what you were doing last night?”  

He looks you in the eye and the smug look on your face infuriates him. He takes a deep

breath and you hear a snap. You look up to see the rope you tied his hands with are now gone and his left hand is flying to your neck. He throws you to the floor and pins your hands to the floor, pulling handcuffs from his back pocket and cuffing your hands to the roof of the car. You now sit on your knees with your hands attached to the ceiling, helpless. 

“You really wanna know what I was doing? He whispers in your ear pressing himself to your back. “I was thinking of how much better I would fuck you then Chan” he says as he picks up some more rope and begins wrapping your body in it, tying it around your thighs so they remain open. “I was thinking about all the things I would do to you, the way I would edge you, make you beg to cum like a bitch in heat” he says as he slides his hand into your pants to your core. You’re embarrassingly wet and hang your head in shame. He slides two fingers into you; fingering you slowly, mesmerized by your pussy sucking him in. While he’s occupied you’ve been toying with your handcuffs. 

“Hao, the ropes are a little too tight” he immediately goes to untie the knot and adjust them and you pounce. You dislocate your thumb with a pop and slide your wrists through the handcuffs, shocking him. 

“I’ll show you how much of a psycho crazy bitch i can be” you say with smile and pull him to you for a heated kiss. You’re fighting for dominance, hands everywhere, tongues clashing and hair pulling. You put your hands down his pants and he does the same to you. As you grab his now hard dick, he slips his fingers into you. This begins the challenge of who could make the other cum first. You begin stroking him with the perfect pressure and pace, making sure to pay attention to his tip. Meanwhile he begins searching for your g-spot and plants his thumb on your clit drawing tight circles. You’re both slowly cracking but neither wants to give up control. You know you won’t last much longer so you pass your fingers faster over the tip of his dick, squeezing. “Please cum for me hao, I want it so bad” you say with a pout; watching him crumble. He cums in your hand with the cutest moan. Seeing his face scrunch up in pleasure sends you over the edge. Once you both come down you look at him on triumph.

“I never lose” 

“Fuck you Y/N”

“I know you want to” you say and get up to clean your hands.

Once you both clean up you settle back in the front seat. 

“Wait what if we missed something” you say.

“I doubt it” 

You see a black car drive down the street, and five minutes later the same kind but with a different number plate drives past.

“Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” You say.

“Yea” Hao says and picks up his phone to call vernon. “Nonnie run these plates and see who they belong to” 

“They’re all registered under Kim LeeSeok”

he says after a few minutes.

You and Hao look at each other and he immediately turns the car on and speeds off. Behind you at least six cars pull off behind you ans begin following you.

“Here we fucking go” you say to yourself.

A bullet pierces the back windshield and lands in the center console ending the call with vernon. You pull out your pink gun and hao rolls his eyes. You roll down the window and shoot, the first bullet landing straight in the left eye of the driver in the car directly behind you, causing the car the swerve and hit the one to its left. 

“HOLY SHIT YOU SAW THAT? IT WAS CALCULATED, TRUST” you scream as a bullet flies right by your head. You pull your body back in the car and Hao takes several turns in an attempt to lose them. 

More bullets fly into your car and you guys duck. You start blindly shooting back. Another car pull up and you assume this is hao’s security since they begin shooting Mr. parks car. This single driver takes out the remaining four cars and pulls up to drive next to you. You look through your window and your met with San looking at you then Hao then back to you. He tilts his head and you nod at him. This was always your code for asking if you were ok. This is weird. He’s stalking you but wants to know if you’re ok?  You give him a question look and he nods his head no and speeds off. You look at hao who looks very stressed and ask him if he’s ok.  You drives back to the dorm in silence.

“I send you guys to do one thing and you come back with my car full of bullet holes?” Cheol says outraged.

“Your acting like its our fault! We didn’t ask to be shot at!” you say back.

“Did you at least see anything? And what happened to your hands!”

You both look down at your hands to see bruises from the ropes, and your thumb is swollen.

“Don’t worry about it, anyways we did see san” hao says

“Where?”

“He pulled up out of nowhere and killed all the drivers and then he pulled up by us. y/n had some kind of silent conversation with him and then he drove off.”

Everyone looks at you. 

“I don't know why he’s doing this. I’m sure he’ll make it his mission to run into me so

maybe we can talk then”

“Are you not scared of him?” Jihoon asks.

“He would never hurt me. He always had a soft spot for me even since we were young.”

“Why did you guys break up?” Jun asks.

“We wanted different things. We used to be a duo, “Venom”. “  The whole room gasps. 

“No way” seungkwan says

“Yea, he wanted to expand but I wanted to stop, do other things besides killing. But he loves this and I didn’t want to stop him.”

“Do you love him?” Cheol asks.

“I’ll always love him but I’m not in love with him.” you say with a sigh.

“Wait, so you guys grew up doing this together?”

“Yea, our parents were involved in shady shit and gave us up to pay off their debts. We trained to become assassins and worked for different employers until we branched out on our own.”

“Was it a messy break up?” Jeonghan asks, all 13 of them are very intrigued. 

"No, it wasn’t but he changed his number one day and I never heard from him again until now.”

“Can someone check the street security cameras to see where he went?”

“I’ll go check” Wonwoo says and gets up.

“Well that's all for now you guys can go” Cheol says but only a few people get up.

“You guys wanna play Mario Kart?” Jeonghan asks.

“Bet” 

Jeonghan, Jihoon, Joshua are on one team and Mingyu, Vernon and DK are on the other. 

Cheol and Hoshi watch from their place on the couch. The game starts and Mingyu is surprisingly winning to everyone's disappointment. You get the feeling Mingyu and Dino suffer the same fate around here. Jeonghan groans because it's the last lap and he’s stuck in second place. He makes eye contact with you and raises his eyebrows. You smirk and nod and reach over to Mingyu who is sitting directly next to you. You put your hand on his thigh and glances over to you. You slide your hand up his thigh and lean into his ear to whisper “I think I want to kiss it better now”. He shudders and swerves off the road letting Jeonghan get first place. He groans as you slide your hand over his hardening cock. They queue up another game and you slide your hand into his pants. By now everyone knows what you're doing but they all just stare. You begin to stroke Mingyu, spitting in your hand as lube.  

“Pay attention to the game” you say out loud and slide down to your knees. Cheol is fuming, his eyes are boring into you and he’s cursing Mingyu in his head out of jealousy. It’s like you want to fuck everyone but him and her you go fucking Mingyu right in front of him.

You pull Mingyu’s hard cock out of his boxers and lick a long stripe up his shaft making him let out a quiet moan. No ones focusing on the game at this point as you take him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down. You can’t even say you're surprised at how long and thich he is, because c'mon look at his size. You struggle to breathe as you take more of him down your throat. You pull up for a breath of air to see everyone is looking at you. Vernon shifts in his seat to adjust his bulge and you laugh. You bring your free hand to his balls and begin to massage them, lowering yourself back on his cock and pushing yourself as far as you can go. He begins to whine and buck his hips into your mouth, pushing himself all the way down your throat making you gag. You pull up and stroke him again, turning to look at the guys.

You sit back on the couch still stroking him.

“Gyu, tell the guys how you feel” you whisper loud enough for everyone to hear.

He whines in response, making you slow down your strokes and tightening your grip. 

“If you dont listen to me I wont let you cum baby.” This makes him groan and force words out of his mouth.

“It feels so good,” he says between whimpers. He looks over to you, “Please let me cum Y/N, oh God I need it so bad”

“I don’t think you deserve to cum.”

“This was supposed to be you kissing it better, not punishing me”

“Touchè”

You spit on his tip making him let out a feral groan and you look at the guys. Vernon now has his dick out and is stroking it to match your pace while joshua looks like he’s about to cumin his pants. 

“Does he deserve to cum?”

“Yes absolutely, oh my god please” Vernon says. You assume he’ll only let himself cum when you let Mingyu cum. You look at Cheol whose eyes have been on you the whole time. 

“Let him cum.” he says and you give him a challenging look. “Now, Y/N” he says in a deep authoritative voice and you listen. “Cum, Mingyu”.

On command he cums letting out a loud moan and throwing his head back. Vernon cums at the same time whimpering into his hand. You stroke Mingyu until his orgasm finishes and say “I hope it feels better now.”

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You decide you’ve stayed with the guys for too long. It’s been three weeks of trying to figure out who's trying to get you all killed. You’ve been crashing at your place which you must admit has been the most fun three weeks of your life. You’ve gotten close with all the guys, but you and Cheol have been working together the most. You must admit you're beginning to develop a crush on him. You love the way he gets pouty and jealous when you pay more attention to the other guys and the way you guys banter. 

Hoshi lets you borrow his car to drive back to your place. Yeji and Lia aren’t here for some reason which is weird. You walk in and turn on your lights to see San sitting on your couch. 

“You’ve always been so fucking dramatic” you deadpan.

“It’s nice to see you too, love.”

“Why are you trying to kill me?” you ask as you take a seat next to him.

“I’m not trying to kill you idiot, but someone is.”

“Well spill the beans, mountain”

“Did you kill Kim LeeSeok?” he asks.

“It’s complicated.”

“How”

“Me and this dude shot him at the same time.” you say making sure to leave Hao’s name out of it.

“The red head?” he asks with a smirk.

“San, get to the point.”

“He was my boss, and a lot of people are mad that you and your little friend killed him.”

“Oh.”

“Oh” he mocks.

“So why did you let your boss die so easily?”

“Doll, you’ve gotten sloppy since we parted ways. You don’t think it was a little suspicious that the guards just happened to change when you and your friends showed up? It was a set up Y/N, someone higher up wanted him dead but didn’t want to take the blame so they hired a bunch of irresponsible assassins to take the blame. Now you’ve got enemies after you.”

“Fuck. Wait, why were you taking pictures of me at dinner?”

“JinYoung Park wants Cheol dead. He sent me to track him, but he wasn’t alone. You were there and now everyone knows who you are.”

“Sannie why did you send them the picture of me you could have lied” you pout.

“It was a live feed, once I saw you it was too late.”

“So what now?”

“I don’t know Y/N. Either you fake your death or you somehow kill JYP and his entourage.”

“Sannieeeeeeee I don’t want to do either” you say and throw your head on his lap.

“I know doll” he says as he massages your scalp.  You should tell Cheol what I told you, he should move his guys and the people he cares about somewhere safe.”

“FUCK HIS MOM LOVES NEXT DOOR!”

You both get up and run next door, San bangs on her door. 

“Mrs. Choi?” you yell. There's no answer. For the first time in years you feel fear. If Cheol loses his mom it will crush him, for the past few days you spent with the guys he’s always talking about his mom and how he’s glad she has a friend in you.

You pull a masterkey you stole from your mailman out of your pocket and unlock her door. The whole room is dark and you look at san. You both pull you guns out and walk into the room.

“Mrs. Choi?” Nothing.

Your phone begins to ring in your back pocket. It’s Cheol.

“Hello”

“Y/N, you need to leave your apartment right now. I already have my mom with me, but the building is surrounded.”

“Fuck”

“San we gotta go” You say to san.

“YOUR WITH SAN?” Cheol says.

“I'll talk to you later Cheol” you say and hang up. 

“The building’s surrounded, we gotta go.”

He pulls out his phone and calls someone while you guys head to the back door of the building.

“Wooyoung, find out how many people are surrounding Y/N’s building.”

“Y/N?? Are you guys back together? You guys should just get married at this point, I’m waiting for my nephew-”

“WOOYOUNG FOCUS”

“Ok damn, one sec”

You guys are on the second floor when you hear commotion. Both of you come to a halt and the door in front of you flies open. Two men in skull mask emerge and begin shooting at you. Both of you duck and shoot back. San hitting the first man twice in both sockets of his eyes and you hitting the second man directly in the throat. They both fall to the floor and you begin running to the door.

“There's six people at the backdoor, it's your best bet. They probably messed with your cars, Yeosang is on his way, meet him at the corner of 6th avenue.”

San counts you down and opens the door. Bullets immediately begin to fly as you catch the men by surprise. San takes down two and you get tackled by another. You press your stiletto nails into his eye sockets, leaving him wailing in agony. You turn around and shoot the man sneaking up on San as he finishes the man in front of him with a bullet to the head. You guys don;t even take a second to catch your breath as you run to 6th ave, on the lookout for Yeosang. You spot him in a black suburban and run over. 

“Yeonsangie, It's been ages” you say as you round the car to the passenger seat leaving San to sit in the back. As you're about to get in you hear a car pull up behind you. You look over your shoulder to see Cheol driving and Mingyu in the passenger seat. Cheol runs out the car over to you in a panic checking you for injuries.

“What the fuck happened?”

“You tell me! I have no Idea who those guys were.”

He looks over at San and back at you. 

“Why were you with him?”

“Oh, you're patrolling me now?”

“No,” he says with a pout.

“Wait how did you even know there were people outside?”

“I have security on my mom but when they went quiet I got worried. Wonwoo patrolled the security cameras around and I saw you enter and cars pull up five minutes after so I knew something was up. My mom was at our place for lunch, so I only had to worry about you.”

“You were worrying about me?” you say in a slightly mocking tone.

“Jesus Christ, I should've just let you get shot.”

“And they say romance is dead.”

The whole time San has been looking on. He can tell by the look in your eyes there's no love left for him; it's all for cheol. He sighs and looks at yeosang. 

“It’s ok dude” yeosang whispers.

“Y/N if you're coming with us we gotta get out of here.” san says.

“You're going with them?” Cheol says in a slightly hurt voice. 

“Um” you say as you look between them. 

You already know your answer, but the longer you take to say it the more Cheol’s heart breaks. 

“I’m gonna go with them” you say to san.

He nods and gets in the car. 

“Tell the guys Hi for me ok?”

“Sure” he says and Yeosang drives off.

Cheol throws his hand over your shoulder and leans to speak in your ear. “I got a little worried there”. You roll your eyes at him.

“I told you, I’m over him”

“So does that mean you're into me?” He says with a cocky smile.

“Yea that’s what it means” 

He looks at you dumbfounded while you slide into the back seat giving Mingyu a kiss on the cheek.

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“You mean to tell me JYP is trying to kill you?”

“Yeup”

“Ok” Seungkwan says with a disbelieving look on his face.

“I have a plan though” you say.

“I’m listening,” Cheol says.

“My friend Yeji, she trained with him. They called her his “secret weapon”, but she always hated him. I’m certain we can get her to help us catch him off guard.” 

“Will she want to help us?”

“That's not even a question, but the issue is, JYP is a huge group, we can’t take them down on our own. I can ask san to help us and call in some favors.”

“No to San.”

“Cheol, stop being Jealous.” Jeonghan says. “I think that's a good idea, but who are you gonna call?”

“BTS” they all stare at you with your mouth agape. “You know BTS?” Cheol asks.

“Oh we go wayyyyy back, Joonnie will say yes don;t worry.”

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“Namjoon, what do you mean no? You never tell me no!”

“Y/N, you don’t even know what you're getting yourself into, I can’t send my men into an unknown situation.”

“Just send the men you hate, easy. Joonie, the alternative is me dying.”

“Y/N, you're not gonna die.”

“I MIGHT”

He sighs. “Ok fine, i'll ask around and see what I can find out. In the meantime you figure out a plan.”

“Ok, thank you koya.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“BYE KOYA”

You hang up and go to find Jeonghan and Joshua since they plan all of the team's missions. 

“Oh, Y/N perfect. Tell your friend to come here so we can brief her. And what did Namjoon say”

“He said he’ll see what he can do which means yes.”

“Ok, perfect. My plan is to let Yeji seem like she’s betraying you. We can bullshit some reason as to why later, but she can lead his men to the wrong place and we can corner them. Kill, JYP and problem solved.”

“I feel like it’ll be more complicated than this.”

“We can just make it up as we go,” Jeonghan says with a smile.

“Jeonghan, Once I don’t die It's all good.”

You call Yeji. “Look who decides to call me. You know, if I haven't been tracking your phone, I would have thought you were dead.”

“Hello to you too Yeji.”

“Where have you been?”

“I’ve been living with 13 insanely hot men.”

“Girl, what?”

“Just come to this address, make sure you aren't being followed. Bring Lia too.”

“Well Ok”

As the elevator opens Yeji and Lia step out and look around in shock. “Damn these guys are balling,” Lia says.

“I’m assuming you're Yeji and Lia” Joshua, who now has freshly dyed red hair. “I’m Joshua, It’s nice to meet you beautiful ladies.”

“So you're the one Y/N warned us about. Im yeji” 

“Wow, I see she’s been telling tales” he says.

“Well hello Lia '' he says looking at her.

“I’ll leave you two to speak with Y/N” he says and walks to his room.

Chan comes from the gym bathroom, with a towel low on his waist. He stands in front of the pair with red cheeks, shocked to see they arrived so early. 

“And who are you?” Lia says.

“Hi, I’m chan” he says with a dashing smile.

“Hi Chan” Lia says with a blush.

“I’ll go get changed.” he says. 

“Or don’t” she says with a smirk and he shakes his head with a smile and walks away. 

“I call dibs,” she says to Yeji.

Yeji rolls her eyes as you walk downstairs in nothing but an oversized T-shirt. 

“Where are your clothes?” Yeji asks.

“I have on clothes you deadpan.”

“That's definitely not your shirt.”

“It’s mine” Cheol says coming down the stairs.

“So I haven’t heard from her in three weeks because of you?”

“I’m not to blame here, anyways, I’m SeungCheol, nice to meet you”

“I’m Yeji and this is Lia, but she seems more interested in wherever Chan went.”

“What is with Chan suddenly pulling all these girls?” Jeonghan says walking out of the kitchen.

“Up the stairs, third room to the left”

She smiles at you and dashes up the stairs. 

“Ok so why am I here?” Yeji asks.

You and Cheol explain everything that has happened so far, and Joenghan explains his plan in depth.

“Oh wow. JYP wants to kill, you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“He just doesn't seem like the type to be vengeful.”

“Well apparently he is.”

“Wait, lets back track. The infamous San returns to the plot and you decide not to tell me?”

“You don’t even know the man,It wouldnt make a difference.”

“Three years of friendship and I’ve never seen a picture of this man.”

“Thats because there are none. Yeji focus on the plan. Call JYP and tell him you need to talk to him.”

“Ok mom” she says and gets up to follow Jeonghan so he can try to track the call.

You and Cheol head back up to his room, hearing giggling coming from Chan’s room. You smile to yourself, He deserves someone like Lia. You and Cheol settle back into bed where you previously laid. You haven’t had sex with him, but you feel connected in a deeper way. He’s the first person to see you as more than a killer besides Yeji and Lia. He asks about your life, your aspirations, what you would want to do besides killing. You feel like you could talk to him for hours.

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Can you tell me about your childhood?”

“Oh. Rough subject.”

“You don’t have to if you're not comfortable.”

“No, I am, it’s just a lot.”

He leaves space for you to talk which is appreciated. You start from the beginning, your father sending you to become a killer to pay off their debts without a care in the world.  Your mother tried to take you back, but he killed her. He didn’t think someone as weak as her belonged with someone like him. You met San at the training facility. He was the best and you were the worst. Instead of making fun of you he helped you train and you became the best killers in the field.When you were almost done with your training your father brought you back home. Instead of being nice to his daughter who is now a lethal killer, he was the same. He beat on you and called you names relentlessly, knowing the fear you have for him is still embedded in you. One night you had enough. While you were trying to sleep, he came into your room drunk with his belt. Before he could even swing you grabbed him and snapped his neck. You didn't want to waste time torturing him when you were finally ready to move on. You went incognito, only speaking to San and eventually moving in with him when he completed his training.  You two started killing with each other to build a name for yourselves, but eventually you wanted out but he wanted more. There was no resolution so you two split, You’ve been working on the low, here and there but trying to do other things with your life and leave the killing behind.

“What do you want to do instead?”

“I want to open a flower shop. I want to fall in love, get married, have kids, die from old age with the love of my life.”

“Me too” he whispers.

You stare at each other for a while. One second you blink and the next his lips are on yours. The kiss is gentle and innocent but still passionate. The bedroom is full of blushes and giggles, the beginning of a young love blooming.

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The next morning Yeji tells everyone that JYP answered her call and told her to meet him in Los Angeles. 

“Are we all gonna go? What if it's set up?”

At the same time Chan asks, you get a text from Namjoon:

Joonie: He’s staying in the JYP building 40 minutes from your apartment. Minimal security, I’ve got a guy undercover already who says this is his hideout and he won’t be leaving until the end of the month.I’ll give you 40 men, make due. Don’t text me again big head”

Y/N: Thank you joonie. I owe u one.

Joonie: Whatever.

“Damn It, I kinda wanted to go home” Joshua says. 

“I say we head out there tonight, and attack tomorrow night. We should scope out the area first.” Jeonghan says.

“You heard the man, everyone pack a bag.” Cheol says.

“Cheol, I’m gonna call San, he should come with us.” you say.

This puts a pout on his face. “Fine”

You roll your eyes and give him a kiss on the lips making the whole room explode. You walk to Cheols room leaving him to clean up the mess.

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All 15 of you pile into the vans and head to the hotel Cheol rented out for the night. Lia says she’ll watch the house when we all know she’s just too lazy to tag along. You couldn’t stop by your place to get clothes because it was too dangerous and Cheol says he’ll just buy you a new wardrobe anyways. 

The hotel is incredible for being in the middle of nowhere. Cheol made sure the two of you were in a room together and you made sure Seungkwan and Chan were forced to share a bed just to hear them bicker. It's only 9pm but you and Cheol are in bed watching a movie, but neither of you are paying attention. You don’t know if it's the adrenaline about tomorrow, but youre feeling extremely horny. It’s like Cheol can sense it because he offers to give you a massage to “relieve you from your stress”, but you both know where this is going. You lay on the bed in just your bra and panties. He starts with your back, actually massaging out the kinks, and moves to your things. His hands run a bit too close to your core but move down to your calves and then feet. He drags his hands across your whole body to your neck and down to your shoulders. 

“Flip over for me” he whispers in your ear. You flip onto your back and look up at him. He looks so good in the dim yellow light coming from your bedside lamp. “Can I take your bra off?” he asks. You raise your chest and he takes off your bra, eyes zoning in on your chest and he groans. He pours more oil into his hands and massages your chest, gripping your nipples and twisting them. He moves down to your thighs and takes off your panties, running his hands across your thighs. His breathing picks up and he slides his hand over your core. He pushes your legs against your chest and rubs your thighs “accidentally” sliding his fingers across your core and eventually dipping in just to pull them right back out.

“Cheol give me more” you whine.

“Take what I give you baby” he says with a stern face.

“Yes, Daddy” you say and roll your eyes. He pulls you into a sitting position with a grip on your neck.

“Be careful with that word baby.” he says with a growl.

Of course he has a daddy kink you think to yourself as he pulls off his shirt.  You deny that you also have one and Cheol’s energy just makes you want to call him it.

He shoves you back down and hovers over you looking you in your eyes before kissing you. He has one hand holding him up and slides the other one straight into your core feeling no resistance. He begins to move his fingers in and out of you and leans down to whisper in your ear.

“You know, Having to see and hear you fuck the other guys killed me. You knew you were mine from the moment we met yet you wanted to play with me. Now it's my turn to play with you.”

He speeds up his  thrust and gathers both of your hands in his free one sitting up on his knees. 

“For everytime you fucked someone else since we met, and everytime they made you cum is how many times I’ll deny you. I want you crying and begging like a bitch in heat. So who did you fuck Y/N?” 

You gulp, knowing you're in for a wild ride. “Only Chan and I technically didn’t fuck Mingyu.”

“Doesn’t matter, he still counts. But baby, is that it?” 

“Yes” you lie trying to save yourself. He gives you a sweet smile and flips you over, spanking you hard.

“Try again”

“It was just them”

He spanks you twice. “Don’t lie to me baby, I hate liars.”

“Cheollll” you whine.

He spanks you three times even harder.

“Y/N, my patience is running thin.”

“I fucked hao” you whimper.

“There you go” he says and rubs your sore ass.

“Do you think you deserve a punishment for lying” he asks in a mocking tone.

“Yes, Daddy” He smiles hearing this and pulls you over his lap. 

“Count to ten.” 

After each spank you're getting wetter but tears are running down your face. He’s so strong each spank feels worse than the last and his hand is so big it covers almost all of your ass. 

Once you get to ten he pulls you to sit in your lap and you bury your face into his neck, whimpering out a sweet “I’m sorry Daddy” making him chuckle.

“You did well, my good girl”

He tells you to slide up the bed and he lays down, pulling your legs so you're sitting on his face. He wastes no time diving in, sticking his tongue as deep as it can go inside of you while massaging your burning ass. You let out a loud moa, certain the other guys heard. Cheol wants you to moan more and moan louder, he wants everyone to know you and they can’t touch you anymore.  He moves to your clit and sucks hard, spelling his name out on it, making you clench around nothing. He holds your hips in a tight grip, so you can’t move. You're so close to the edge and you start begging him to cum.

“Daddy, please let me cum,I’m sorry for fucking them, Please”

He throws you off your face and onto the bed. “This is for Chan.” he says. He pulls your legs open and takes out his cock. He doesn’t bother with a condom, already asking if you were clean a few days ago, and it’s not like he would be against getting you pregnant. He wants to claim you in every way he possibly can, the possessiveness leaking out of him. He thrusts into you all at once making you moan, he pins you down and begins thrusting at an inhuman rate, hitting your G-spot with every thrust. The stolen orgasm is quickly rebuilding and he can feel it. He speeds up until you start clenching and pulls out. You look at him with puppy dog eyes “Cheol please” you say as you start crying.

“You need to learn that you're mine, baby.”

He flips you over onto your knees and pulls your hips up aligning his dick with you and thrusting inside. He’s pounding you into the mattress and you can’t even speak. All you can do is moan and whimper a combination of his name and daddy. You feel like cumming again, but of course he knows and pulls out. Cheol is edging himself too but his pride won't let him break his word. “For your beloved Gyu Gyu” He flips you over and rubs your clit so slowly you feel like fighting back, but you know that will end worse for you. He slows down his pace and you start crying hysterically. You're so close all you need is a little more pressure, and he gives it to you. He rubs faster and faster and right as you're about to tip over his hand is gone. “For Hao” You snap, and sit up only to be pinned down by his hand. “Don’t try me baby, for your own sake I suggest you behave.”

He slides in between your legs and fucks you slowly in missionary. He intertwines your hands and looks into your eyes, giving you slow deep strokes. 

“Say your mine” he pleads.

“I’m yours Cheol” you say looking him in the eye.

“I want you to mean it. I want you to be mine in every sense. I want it to only be me” 

“I promise Cheol, I’m yours”

He kisses you and breaks it to whisper “Cum for me Y/N”

You cum and see stars. You feel like there are oceans flowing through you and there's nothing but white noise in your ears. You open your eyes to catch him mid orgasm, his face scrunched up in pleasure as he moans. You stare at your face and engrave this memory in your mind, cherishing it forever. 

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The next morning you all gather in your room. San must've got in last night and apparently stayed with Chan, because they seem to be getting along well. Yeji already left early to meet with JYP, bringing Jun and Minghao along with her. You all go over the plan and head out to wait for your signal to attack. You're hearing Yeji and JYP’s conversation through a live feed and they just seem to be catching up. “Yeji, speed this up” Jeonghan says into her earpiece. 

“Mr. Park, I’ve heard you're trying to find Y/N and kill her. I want to help you.” 

“Oh?”

“I’ve been waiting for my opportunity to get rid of her for ages. She's too much of a burden and I’ll make better money working with other clients.”

“Hmm. So where is she?”

“She’s hiding out with cheol here.” She gives him the location of one of the guy’s old houses in the forest. 

“Is that so?”

‘Yes” Yeji says wearily.

“So why is she outside, waiting for you to cough into your elbow?”

“What the fuck.” you say in awe. “There's a traitor.” Everyone immediately looks at san who takes great offense to this.

“What the fuck? Guys I don’t need to betray anyone if I wanted to kill you guys you would already be dead.”

“That's fair, Vernon says.”

“Hao, Jun, where are you guys?”

Nothing.

Meanwhile, Yeji begins to yell.

“Get off of me, what the fuck. LIA? What is going on?”

Her earpiece is plucked from her ear and crushed. You all begin to panic knowing there must be guards surrounding you. Hoshi begins to drive like a mad man and bullets fly towards the car. One by one you jump out of the car in an attempt to spread out and lose their trail, hoshi jamming the gas pedal so the car will remain driving and jumping out last. You all run in different directions through the thick forest, being chased by guards. You see Jeonghan trying to fight off two guards at once and you run over to help him, snapping one man’s neck while Joenghan shoots the other. You pull him to his feet and continue running. 

“We need to go get them”

“We need to regroup and form a plan” Joshua says suddenly appearing to your right.

“I’m not leaving them there to die.”

“He won't kill them, they're our leverage.”

“I’m not taking the chance” you say, and run towards the building seeing San, already making his way there. You all somehow meet in the middle of the forest, deciding it’s best to save your guns for the guards on the inside and just distract the ones outside. Apparently Jeonghan thinks of everything and presses a button on his phone that detonates one of the vans,drawing the guards attention,. Namjoons men show up at the perfect time, taking out all the guards on the outside letting you, san, cheol,wonwoo, hoshi, and seungkwan  head inside while the rest stay out and keep watch. You begin to ascend the stairs with your guns out. You, hoshi and cheol got to the right while the others go the the left. It’s suspiciously quiet. You open a door and see Jun and Hao tied up and bloody, most likely beaten for information. Wonwoo quickly unties them and he and hoshi decide to bring them back outside. You and Cheol continue down the hallway hearing muffled yelling, presumably Yeji. You rush through the door without checking your surroundings and feeling the cool barrel of a gun pressed to your head. 

“Lia, I always knew you were a fucking bitch.” you say. 

Cheol didn’t enter the room, presumably trying to keep the element of surprise.

“I’m surprised your little boy toy cheol didn't come with you.”

“Don't talk about him” you grit out.

“Or what?” she says, cocking her gun.

You look at Yeji who already pulled her pocket knife out of her long sleeve. She’s always prepared for these kinds of things. No one thinks the nerdy computer girl would be almost as good of a killer as you. You keep Lia occupied while Yeji slowly cuts through her binds.

“Lia, I’ll actually kill your for breaking Chan’s heart”

“Oh please, he was just an easy fuck”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Y/N you’ve always been too trusting you know. You never thought it was weird I just randomly appeared in your life? I’ve been planning this for a long time; since we were trainees”

“What?”

“You never noticed me, always enticed with San. I wanted San to notice me. I deserved him and you only held him back, trying to make him settle down, stop killing when that's who he is. If he was with me we would be unstoppable.”

“San would never want a two faced cunt like you.”

“SHUT  UP” she yells and presses the gun harder into you. 

“I knew I had to get rid of you. I came running back to dear JYP with a plan. I help him kill Mr.Kim, he gains all his assets and he helps me get rid of you. But, you always manage to avoid death, but I’ve got you now.”

As she goes to pull the trigger, Yeji pounces knocking her to the floor and bashing her head into it. She was never one for clean deaths, so she keeps bashing her head until Lia’s skull cracks. For good measure she shoots her in the head.

“You can never be too safe” she shrugs, looking up to see San and Seungkwan at the doorway staring at her. 

Seungkwan looks deeply disturbed, while san is giving her “Fuck me eyes”.

“This is San?” she asks and looks at you.

“Yea.”

“No wonder he had you wrapped around your finger” she says with a smile and he smirks.

“I’m Yeji, as you probably know”

“San” he says with a nod.

You look at them and smile, they already look half in love, but your smile quickly drops when you realize Cheol is missing. You dart out the room yelling for him but hear nothing. You begin to panic and tears fill your eyes. You should've focused on him more, You shouldn't have left him by himself. You hear muffled yelling down the hall and approach the room. The others are right behind you and you enter first, Instantly shooting the first guard you see and Seungkwan shoots the other two. You look at him with a proud smile, “I knew it” you say and he smiles. You all walk deeper into the room, seeing a small closet with cheol handcuffed to a chair and JYP holding a gun to his head. Your heart stops and you look at Cheol and he knows exactly what youre thinking. He’s not letting you die for him, He doesn;t care if he barely knows you, what he feels for you is incomparable to his feelings for any one else and he’ll be damnedif he loses you.

“Y/N, how nice of you to join us. The tasks is simple. I’ll take you, and they get their Leader back.”

“Ok” you say without hesitation and step forward but Yeji yanks you back.

“How about we get both of them and you fuck off” Yeji says making him aim his gun and shoot at her, completely missing. Seungkwan laughs, making him glare at him.” 

“How about we talk this through?” San says.

What JYP doesn't see is Hoshi climbing through the window behind him like a spider, quietly dropping to his feet.

“Mr. Park, you know I always thought you were a ugly piece of shit, who deserves nothing. I hope your company burns” you say in contempt. He laughs and looks at you. “You know what? Deals off. I know this will hurt you more than I ever can” He pulls the trigger as soon as Hoshi pounces knocking his arm but the bullet still flies straight into Cheol’s chest. Your heart stops as you run to him, ignoring the chaos happening behind you. You pull his head up to see his eyes closed and his black shirt begin to get damp with his blood.You press your hand over the wound and begin to cry. The rage and sorrow you feel is unfathomable as Yeji, presses her hands over the wound with a cloth and you turn to jyp. San has him in a chokehold. You pull out a knife from your harness and look him in the eyes as you carve them out. He screams in agony and you stuff them down his throat, killing him. Behind you, you hear Cheol call for you.  You drop the knife and run to him cradling his face in your hands. He looks at you and speaks, breaking your heart in the process.

“Baby, I don’t want to die. I want a life with you” he says as a tear runs down his cheek. You begin sobbing as Seungkwan and Hoshi lift Cheol and quickly carry him to the vans. As you drive you feel Cheol’s pulse weakening, you feel yourself falling with him’ knowing if anything happens to him, you might as well have died too. “I love you Cheol” you whisper to him, feeling his heart stop beating.

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You look at the tombstone in front of you. You can’t find the words to speak. “I fucking hate you, I trusted you and you do this to me?” you say with nothing but hatred in your heart. 

It's been a year and a half since you killed jyp but it still feels like yesterday. Everyday is a challenge for you, but you keep pushing for Cheol. You know he wouldn’t want you to give up. 

Hao and Jun were fine after a few weeks, the bruises and cracked ribs healing perfeclty. You lay down and look up at the sky.

“Sometimes I miss you, but sometimes I remember you would always lie and say I looked good when I clearly didn’t and I should’ve known from then you were a raging bitch-”

“Baby, we didn't come here for this,” Cheol says with a laugh.

“Your right”

“Anyways, Fuck you Lia, I hope you burn in hell” you say and get up, Cheol pulling you to stand up. He’s still recovering from the bullet, but he’s doing better than ever, except he’s missing a kidney but he’s fine. He throws his hand over your shoulder and begins walking back to the car, seeing Yeji and San making out like teenagers by the car. You both roll your eyes, but you stop when you feel water run down your legs. You both look down at your pregnant belly and back at Cheol. “It’s happening you say to him” and his eyes widened. “HOLY FUCK ITS HAPPENIJG” he yells. You waddle back to the car and he helps you in. Yeji and San get in behind you as Cheol speeds to the hospital. Yeji texting in the group chat with the other guys “LITTLE CHEOL IS COMING THIS IS NOT A DRILL”. Text messages flood in as the guys say they're dropping everything and coming to the hospital. Your little boy is already so lucky to have 12 uncles full of love for him. You look at Cheol and feel nothing but happiness. He’s been life's greatest gift to you, and everyday you love him more and more. He was the venom that seeped through your veins and paralyzed you, yet you can’t quite seem to find the will to receive an antidote. 

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Main 4+ craig with a Teruhashi (from saiki k) like readerr? Teruhashi's character is a popular girl,most pretty,has alot of admirers,smart,but unfortunately she cant do anything wrong to keep up her self image.Like if she fail a test her self image would be destroyed,so to keep her self image she has to stay up late and study,she also can't be rude to people even if they are rude to her because it'll ruin her self image :)

╭ . . . perfection and her protector ੭

• ➛ main four + craig x fem ! reader ( separate )

╰ notes / warnings :: swearing, kind of ooc (again). Sorry if this isnt good, please ask lemme know and i'll re-write !

STAN MARSH - ✮ •

━ Okay firstly- STAN loves you so much it actually crazy, sometimes he wonders how he's landed you and he thanks the lord that he did. To him you're absolutely amazing.

━ He hates the fact that you put so much pressure on yourself, so he tries his best to help you

━ he crawls into your room during the night ( totally not creepy ) and brings you food / snacks and tries his best to help you with studying and homework, but he sucks so he tries but ultimately- he fails.

━ after studying he'll just cuddle you and talk about how much you're amazing and how you can have some days off.

━ I feel like no one would dare to be rude to you, no one would want to be rude to one of the most popular girls in school- whos also the girlfriend of the school's star quarterback- Stanly Marsh.

━ If anyone was rude to you- you dont even have to worry, the next day they'd be apologizing to you practically all day, since you and stan are so popular and someone was rude to you, the talk spread like wildfire and many started hating the person since, who the fuck thought they had the right to make fun of one of the sweetest people in south park ??

" Im-im sorry ! Im so so so sorry " the person cried before rushing away leaving you confused. Not even a day ago this person was swearing you out and making fun of you, you not daring to say anything bad and now they were almost in tears, apologizing while everyone sent glares to them. After a few seconds you felt someone behind you, turning your head you saw stan " Hey babe " he smiled at you, wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him " Hiya hun " you grinned back " what happened ? " " you know the person who made fun of me yesterday? they apologized to me " " thats good " you turned so now you and stan were face to face " Stan, did you do something to them ? " " Not directly " he laughed before pulling you away- to the cafeteria talking to you about how he's joining to come over after school, to help you study and then just cuddle and watch movies, a smile on both of your faces as you walked.

KYLE BROFLOVSKI - ✮ •

━ Its so clear to everyone how much KYLE is in love with you, its actually insane. When he's not with his friends he's with you, a wide in-love smile on his face- he practically has hearts in his eyes.

━ Since he's literally the smartest kid in school (if not ALL of south park) he'll always help you study- making sure to explain things in a way you easily understand.

━ unlike stan, kyle doesn't sneak into your house he just walks in with his own set of spare keys. Your guardians love kyle so much they gave him his own house keys, its that or you go over to his house so you two could study ( he kinda likes it that way, since Sheila absolutely ADORES you ).

━ After studying he'll play video games with you, order take out ( or even make you some food himself ) and just hang out with you, helping you de-stress in any way he can.

━ I honestly pray for anyone who is rude to you and kyle finds out. Have you seen how hard he can punch people? Yeah . . . that person is honestly, truly fucked.

━ He might even bring out his jersey side on them.

You stared at the shaking person in front of you, they muttered apologize before speeding off. " Woah- huh ? " you questioned before turning around, deciding not to think about the situation any longer- it was best not to. They apologized and thats all that mattered to be honest. Reaching your locker you met your red headed boyfriend you sent a smile to you " Hey Kyle " you greeted, arms wrapping around him- he returned the favor, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek " How's it going [ nickname ] ? " " Pretty good babe, y'know that person who made fun of me a few days ago? " kyle hummed, annoyed with the mention of the person " They apologized to me, i dunno why but they did " " Good. No one should talk to you- or anyone- like that " he tsked and gave you a squeeze " Anyway- since a test is coming up, i'm coming over to help you study " you sighed, smiled and agreeded, even though you didnt want to bother your boyfriend with helping you he was a stubborn guy and by now it was practically tradition " Sure Kyley " " dont call me that " he pressed another kiss to your face.

ERIC CARTMAN - ✮ •

━ Even though no one can tell, ERIC is very much in love with you he just doesnt like anyone knowing. He defiantly wont make fun of you, as much as much as he would with anyone else, still he loves you.

━ Unlike Kyle, Eric is one of the dumbest ( when it comes to academics ) so he cant really help you there, he'll also have to break into your house, your guardians dont trust Eric- like at all

━ Still, after you've finished studying he'll throw you a bag of cheesy poofs and call you over to watch movies or Terrance and Phillip and while he will complain if you want to watch something he doesnt like, he'll still let you watch it.

━ If you think the person who made fun of you fucked up with kyle? oh boy . . .

━ the person who made fun of you should start praying to every god there is or better yet start buying their casket because they are sure as hell not making it out alive.

" Goodevening Eric " you smiled at your boyfriend, who was leaning against his a random sweet shop, eating cheesy poofs " Evenin' babe " he replied mouth full of the crisps " How've you been ?- " before you could hear another reply from him you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around you were met with the kid who belittled you a day ago, they were shaking- tears in their eyes " i-im sorry . . . " they squeaked before looking over your shoulder, their shaking becoming more violent as terror was seen in their eyes " I'm- uhm- really- REALLY sorry, please forgive me " you stared at them, a soft smile on you face " its okay " at those words they sped off. " Huh ?- did i say something- e- ... eric. " you turned to face the evil smirk that your boyfriend held. You connected the dots and narrowed your eyes at Cartman who only changed his evil smile to an innocent look " Whaaa?? i didn do anyfing " .

KENNY MCCORMICK - ✮ •

━ God if you thought Kyle & Stan were madly in love with you, you've clearly haven't seen KENNY with you. He follows you around like a little lost puppy, heart eyes, red blush, half lidded eyes. For fucks sake he's like when a cartoon character when they smell the aroma of a pie when he's around you.

━ Just like his best friend Eric, kenny isnt the smartest mostly because he's fantasizing during lessons and simply cant be bothered to listen to whatever bull shit is spewing out of the teacher's mouth.

━ He would also sneak into your room whenever you're studying even though he doesnt have to at all- he likes how it makes it feel like the two of you are forbidden lovers that can only see each other in private when its the complete opposite.

━ To be honest, its usually you helping HIM study which puts a lot more pressure on you but you dont really mind it plus after you and kenny cuddle while talking about anything interesting happening in the town.

━ If anyone decided to be an ass to you and the words gets to ken, that person will have a lovely visit from an edgy super hero, who'll then visit you after.

You were trying to get some sleep when you heard a tapping at your window. While you were tired and sad- and really REALLY - didnt want to open the window you knew who it was so you didnt really have a choice. Sighing you got up and opened the window, a figure 'flying' in, landing next to your bed " Hey mystie " you gave him a tired smile, you heard a low hum " dont call me that . . . its embarrassing " " Its cute " you laughed softly walked over by his side, sitting down " what are you here for? " mysterion hummed before sitting down by you, his gloved hand holding your bare one " you know that kid that bullied you ? " he asked in his gruff voice, one that ( even though you knew he was kenny ) he refused to stop using " Mhm " " Listen to this " he pulled out a phone and played an audio for you, an audio that consisted of the person who screamed profanities at you earlier that day, the same person who made you miserable was sobbing apologies and begging you for forgiveness. " Mysterion ! " you gasped staring at him- shocked " They wont bother you now, dont worry i didnt hurt them . . . that bad " " I appriciate your worry and that you made them apologize but, please , promise me that you wont scare them that much again " you shook you head " Okay . . . i promise " " Thanks Mystie " you smiled and kissed his cheek causing a slight smile on his face to appear.

CRAIG TUCKER - ✮ •

━ A little like eric, CRAIG doesnt really show how much he loves you around other people (unless they insult you or poke fun of you) aside from holding your hand. In private though its clear he's head over heels in love with you.

━ Craig is alright when it comes to education, he isnt extremely good nor extremely bad he's average but he'll help you as much as he can when it comes to you needing help with school work, but he'll probably stop midway and stop you too claiming that 'its stupid'.

━ When this happens, Craig drags you to his room - since you two usually study around his house - so the both of you can play games, watch YouTube and cuddle with Stripe.

━ When he hears that someone decided to be a dickhead to you, he'll most likely beat the shit out of them- sending middle fingers over the next school years to them.

━ This guy can hold grudges, and he'll hold a really long grudge to anyone who makes fun of his girlfriend.

" Craig, for the love of god " you muttered, patching up his bruises when getting into the fight he never considered the fact that the other kid, who 'bullied' you was also strong but that was now in the past and it seemed to you that craig didnt care " So ? That asshole deserved it " he let out a hiss when the rubbing alcohol made contact with a cut " No one talks shit about my girl " he groaned, cupping your face looking into your sad and slightly disappointed eyes " I know that you care and im so greatful for that, but you dont need to " " But i do, you dont deserve to be hurt like that and i know you cant stand up for yourself, so i will " he pressed a kiss to your forehead with his busted lips " I love you [ nickname ] " " I love you too Craig " you held his hand, squeezing it.

#south park #south park x reader #x reader #x female reader #female reader #female y/n #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #craig tucker #craig tucker x reader #south park kyle #south park eric cartman #south park kenny #south park stan #south park craig #wtf is a quarter back ?? #im british #not really tho #im lithuanian #thats why my writing sucks

[slaymitchabernathy]

champagne problems

“Who is Lucy Gray?”

Soarynn’s question pulls Coriolanus from the newspaper he’s currently reading at the dining room table and he fails to hide the look of surprise from washing over his face.

Soarynn stands across from him on the other side of the mahogany furniture, hands on her hips as she expectantly looks at him. Coriolanus swallows, there’s no way she knows about Lucy Gray, not after that demented District girl was practically erased from Capitol history. Unless Soarynn somehow found the one tape Dr. Gaul kept for her own sick and twisted pleasure…no, she couldn’t have.

Coriolanus offers her a small smile, to calm her, to calm him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about darling,” he says, reaching for his cup of coffee.

His normally polite and doting girlfriend scoffs and roll her eyes, not buying into his lie for a second, “Do you think I’m an idiot Coriolanus? Did you think you could keep something like this from me?”

If Soarynn knows about Lucy Gray then that means she could know about Sejanus too. Coriolanus can see his perfect world crumbling around him. All his hard work gone, down the drain.

He’d come back to the Capitol after his little Peacekeeper stint a new man with a new persona. He was no longer some wide-eyed school boy who hoped to find some goodness in his heart. No, he was past that. He threw himself into his studies and it paid off well. He was offered an internship as a Game Maker and made quite the name for himself despite his young age.

During his second year at the University was when he met Soarynn. She was everything he was looking for. Kind, smart, polite, stunning and above all, born and raised in the Capitol. They made quite the attractive couple and with her by his side, everything was lining up for him.

Until now.

Coriolanus calms himself, he needs to find out what she knows without telling her what he knows. “Soarynn, I don’t know who told you about this…Lucy Gray girl but I can assure you that sh—“

“Oh don’t try to play it off,” Soarynn snaps, not allowing him to finish his sentence, “Festus mentioned your time as a Peacekeeper and when I said how unfair it was that out of all the Districts to be sent to, you got sent to Twelve, he started going on and on about how you were some…some mentor to some girl from Twelve.”

Festus Creed was about to be the fourth body Coriolanus buried once he was done dealing with Soarynn and her little temper tantrum. Leave it to him to be loose lipped at the worst time.

Coriolanus rubbed his temples, she didn’t know everything, which was good. She only knew as much as Festus knew and that wasn’t a lot. Only what he saw in person, on television, at the zoo and in the arena.

No big deal.

“My mentorship is something that I don’t wish to talk about Soarynn. There’s a reason no one talks about it so why don’t you drop it before you say something you’ll regret,” he suggests, giving her a stern look. Normally, she’d back down but this is a fight that’s got her fired up from the looks of it.

“So she was your Tribute?”

He nods, “She was my Tribute.”

“And she won? She won the Games?”

“She did. And I won the Plinth Prize.”

Soarynn shakes her head, “But then you got sent to Twelve.” She says this as if he’s been caught red handed. He feigns a look of innocence, “There is no such crime for being sent to serve the great country of Panem darling. I simply went where I was assigned before I was called back home.”

Soarynn tilts her head and for a moment, he knows he’s won. “So you didn’t go look for Lucy Gray once you got there?” Well, he didn’t have much else to do once he got there but he nods his head, “She disappeared soon after I arrived, some say the Mayor and his daughter had something to do with it. Others say she ran away up North.”

There, he didn’t even fully lie. Maybe he is newly improved.

Soarynn strides over to where he’s sitting and he prepares himself for the apology, the begging, the tears. Soarynn’s always been rather submissive and she’s always the first to apologize.

She’s got something clutched in her small fist and she slams it on the table, keeping her hand over it and keeping it from his view.

“I don’t believe you,” she whispers, pulling her hand away and revealing what she’s left on the table.

Her earring.

Lucy Gray’s earring.

He’s fucked. He knows that much. Damn him for being so sentimental. If he knew where this earring would land him then he would’ve left it in those godforsaken woods.

Coriolanus swallows and stares at the piece of jewelry before him. It looks so cheap compared to the jewelry he’s bought Soarynn. All her jewelry is made of gold and precious jewels. This earring looks like a child made it. But he kept it. And that must mean something. It clearly means something to Soarynn who’s fuming at the moment.

“This was before I met you.”

He can’t even stop those words from leaving his mouth but he wishes they never did when he sees how much they’ve hurt Soarynn. She gives him a glare, “That doesn’t matter and you know it. We both agreed to be honest with each other. You knew about my past relationships but when I asked about yours I was shut down. I should’ve known it from the start, should’ve…should’ve known that you’d be hung up on some District whore.”

Coriolanus is on his feet in seconds, his chair scraping across the hard wood floor and his large hand wrapping around Soarynn’s neck. He stares down at her, his breathing heavy and fueled with a sudden anger.

“This is exactly why I didn’t tell you about anything because I just knew you’d react like some spoiled child. Yes, I was Lucy Gray’s mentor. Yes, I fell for her smiles and her silly little songs. And yes, she probably was some whore who lived by her charms but it doesn’t really matter at the end of the day now does it?”

His face is inches away from Soarynn’s and they’re both mad, both hurting for different reasons.

Soarynn has tears in her eyes and he doesn’t know if it’s from how he’s treating her or how long he’s kept this all a secret from her.

“You’re not the man I fell in love with Coriolanus.”

Those words break him in more way than one.

His grip on her neck disappears and he takes a step back, letting out a cold, bitter laugh, “I think Lucy Gray probably thought the same thing before she left.”

He’s done it now. A single tear falls down her face before she turns on her heel and storms out of the room. Coriolanus is quick to follow her, call after her. Her heels click against the hardwood floor and her light colored dress flows behind her as she makes her way to the front doors.

“Soarynn.”

“Don’t. I know what I needed to know now.”

Coriolanus scoffs, “And what is that pray tell?”

Soarynn turns around and there’s nothing but anger in her eyes as she looks up at him, “That you, Coriolanus Snow are an arrogant man who thinks himself to be above others. Who is desperate for love in any shape or form but in the end never gets it. And one day, you’re going to let your obsession for power get the best of you and today might be a small taste of that. How your obsession with some girl from District Twelve will cost you everything you’ve ever worked for.”

Soarynn slaps him across the face and he lets her. Frozen by her words. He watches her leave, listens to the doors slam behind her. Two girls gone.

One for the money. Two for the show.

He never was ready so he watched them go.

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[froggywritesstuff]

monster | yandere!amber freeman

Pairing: Yandere!Amber Freeman x male!reader 

Warnings: Scream 5 spoilers, swearing, yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, possessiveness, mentions of murder, dub-con touching, stockholm syndrome, fluff if you squint

Fandom: Scream

Request: anon: Yandere Amber Freeman x Male Reader, where he urges her stop being Ghostface because he's worried sick about her being arrested or killed - and she's a bit taken aback, because despite everything she puts him through, he still genuinely cares/loves her and wants her to be okay?

A/N: (i hope y'all are liking yandere amber as much as i am.) fem readers DNI and spoilers ahead. i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please know that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life

Your legs bounced with anxiety as you stared at the clock reading 1:14am. Every second that passed felt like an eternity. Amber was supposed to be home ages ago. At first it upset you because you missed her (though you'd never let her know that), but over time, you got a gnawing, dreadful feeling that something bad had happened to her. You knew she was smart about killing people - she made sure to tell you all about it in explicit detail - but lately you had started to worry about something happening to her. What if she slipped up and got caught on a security camera, or someone started fighting back, or if she got arrested. You hated to admit it, but you didn't know what you'd do without Amber. She was completely unfair to you in every possible way, you weren't even sure she viewed you as your own person, only seeing you as her helpless boyfriend. But still, you had become attached to her. You felt like you needed her. That feeling terrified you.

You grab your phone and check your notifications, making sure to get rid of all the notifications from your friends talking about how they miss you and wanna hang out more, as Amber would get insanely jealous if she saw those when she checked your phone. You frowned after seeing no response to the message you sent to Amber, feeling yourself getting more anxious by the minute. You heard noises from outside the door, and the gnawing feeling in your stomach became a thousand times worse.

You flinched as the door swung open loudly, but you calmed down slightly when you realised it was just Amber.

"Hey babe," she greeted with a smile, slipping out of her Ghostface costume and heading toward the kitchen sink to wash the blood off herself. She swore never to touch you with anyone's blood if it wasn't from you or herself.

You said nothing, just stared down at the floor. 

Amber frowned at your silence as she dried her hands with a towel, "Hey," she snapped, moving so she was in front of you and towering above you, "Answer me when I speak to you," she grabbed your jaw, making you look directly at her, "Understand?"

You nodded, "Yeah, sorry Amber." you mumbled, flinching when she moved to sit down right next to you, arms wrapping tightly around your body.

"How was your night, baby?"

You begged your body not to shake in her arms as you spoke, "Why were you out so long?"

Amber just smiled, and you were just grateful she didn't get mad at you for not answering her question, "Aww, did somebody miss me?"

"Why were you out so long?" you repeated, your voice coming out way more shaky than you wanted.

"Aw, don't worry baby, I just had some extra stuff to take care of. Tyler, that ass from your math class was being extra difficult tonight." she sighed, "That kid can run."

"I want you to stop." you blurted out, regretting saying anything the second you did.

You felt Amber's cold glare on you, "Stop what?"

"I... I want you to stop killing people." you kept your gaze glued to the floor.

"And why is that, Y/N?"

You took a shaky breath, "I don't want something bad happening to you."

Amber's gaze immediately softened, "What do you mean, baby?"

"Wha-what if someone catches you with your mask off, or if the police come and you can't escape quick enough, o-or what if someone's stronger than you and they fight back," at this point, tears were rushing down your face, "what if you leave and don't come back?"

Amber froze, your words repeating in her mind until she finally made sense of them, "You... you really care about me?"

If you were in the right mindset, you would've said something else about how it was just stockholm syndrome and how Amber had made you feel like you were worthless without her so you would feel helpless if she was gone. But you weren't in the right mindset. You were sobbing over the thought of something happening to your girlfriend who was responsible for hundreds of innocent people's deaths.

"Yes, Amber. I hate being without you, I need you." you sobbed, wiping at the tears on your face.

Amber said nothing. She just stared at you. She looked genuine for once. It wasn't some trick or some way to manipulate you. She loved you more than anything in the world and to hear you crying over how much you cared for her? She adored seeing you cry but she couldn't stand it now.

She pulled you in a hug, letting you sob into the crook of her neck as she ran her hand through your hair in an attempt to calm you down. She took a while to gather her thoughts, wanting to say the right response to something she had no idea to respond to. She had put you through absolute hell, even she could admit that. You should've been jumping for joy at the chance to be away from her. But you weren't. You were crying over the thought of something bad happening to her. No matter how confused she was, she adored this new attitude of yours.

"It's ok baby, nothing's gonna happen to me." she whispered.

"But what if you're wrong?"

"Come on baby, I've been killing everyone in this town for over a month now, not even my closest friends know I'm Ghostface. You didn't either until I told you." she pulled out of the hug, cupping your face with her hands, smiling as she used her thumb to wipe away your tears, "You're gonna have to trust me, Y/N." you went to shake your head, but felt her grip on your face tighten, making you unable to move, "I'd never lie to you baby." That was a lie. But you couldn't bring yourself to think of that.

You sniffled, staring into your girlfriend's eyes, "Do you promise?"

She nodded, "I promise, baby. I'm never gonna leave you." she pressed her lips against yours, before pulling away, and glancing at the time, "It's late Y/N. Let's get ready for bed, ok? You must be tired."

You said nothing as she pulled you up from the couch by your hands and led you to the bedroom. Deep down you knew there was something very wrong with this situation. Your girlfriend was responsible for the death of countless innocent lives, and you genuinely loved her. That thought terrified you.

You sat silently on the edge of the bed as Amber dug through the drawers to pick out your pyjamas. You cringed as you recall yourself purposely not getting changed so Amber could choose your clothes. You felt sick at how you had grown so accustomed to being with Amber. How bending at her every whim was slowly becoming second nature to you.

"Put this on." Amber was standing in front of you, a pair of folded pyjama pants in her hands, smiling as you took them from her hands, thanking her as you stood up to undress.

It had been especially cold the last couple of nights, so Amber immediately jumped at the chance to make you dependent on her. She'd give you as little clothes as she could, forcing you to cuddle up to her for warmth during the night. As well as this, she loved seeing your bare skin exposed to her, especially when you would tense up under her touch.

You slipped under the covers of the double bed, staying as close to the edge of the bed as you could as you felt Amber slide in next to you, wasting no time to wrap her arms tightly around your body.

She pulled you close to her, "I love you baby." she mumbled, smiling against your neck.

A pit formed in your stomach as you wasted no time responding, "I love you too."

What scared you most was that you knew it was true. You loved Amber. You were capable of loving a murderer - a monster.

buy me a coffee <3

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[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale’s Top Ten: Worst Akuma to deal with in real life.

Rules:

1. This is solely based on how difficult life would be if the akuma was active. (Rules being in the city in which the akuma is active)

2. Their effectiveness of getting the Miraculous is not a factor, but their ulterior motives and abilities are. (Basically I’m not going to be the Focus of their goal in most cases)

3.And when I say deal with, it’s being a normal person having to cope with the akuma present.

4. I will be rating them at their absolute worst/most powerful. As to get the most accurate rating

5. This is a personal list, but trust me I have given it some thought.

6. No sentimonsters, so Strikeback isn’t making the list

7. Tv episodes, Specials and movie only.

10. Robostus

Robostus is an akuma that’s slept on. Whether he is taking over all technology to make a giant mech, or hypnotizing people with screens he is a threat. And as a guy that works with technology, I’m in danger. Though in most cases it’s a direct inconvenience at best or I get put in tech storage at best.

9. Simpleman

An akuma that can impact the intellect of EVERYONE IN PARIS. That’s terrifying. And we saw first hand how his simple antics made everyone as smart as Cosmo from fairy odd parents.

My intellect would drop dramatically and I would probably die from being that stupid.

8. Queen Wasp/Miracle Queen

Honestly they are basically the same akuma with slightly different powers but the same method of control. My main gripe is being completely frozen by the venom which is just the worst feeling. Would I be made aware? Comotose? Plus I REALLY hate bees/wasps because of childhood stings. So no thank you. But it’s this low because it is still somehow avoidable.

7. Zombizou

My fear of intimacy aside, this is somehow worse because it spreads like a plague AND, imagine the allegations that would spawn from this. No thank you. That’s a hell no from me dawg.

It’s only this low because as long as I’m not stupid I can avoid it.

6. YanluoShi

Basically the stand in for all Giant akuma. The difference is his death laser kills and He was DECIMATING shanghai. All the other giant akuma were threats but Yanluoshi was just a bit more dangerous. And without heroes, shanghai would be SOL.

The Shanghai special really did have a heck of an akuma threat.

5. Akumatized Hawkmoth

For those who haven’t seen the movie. Hawkmoth akumatizes his own heart and basically gives himself even more power.

He had telekineses and was flinging rubble everywhere, he turned the water in La seine into lava by FLOATING OVER IT. He was creating storms just by existing.He decimated Paris, and civilians were in serious danger.

The only reason he is so low is because he was so focused on ladybug and chat noir and despite the damage to Paris, no one was seriously hurt (except ladybug and chat noir)

4. Syren

She Flooded Paris in minutes. It’s implied a LOT of people got caught in it. Like seriously. I can swim but even I don’t know how well I could handle a suddenly flooded city. At least with the previous entry there were more clear chances of survival. The next entrees have very little survival chances for me

3. Stormy weather

She can make Volcanic eruptions. Category 5 hurricanes. Stormy weather’s powers are easily one of the most dangerous in the series. If she was allowed to go all out, I would put her on Akumatized Hawkmoth in terms of raw power. Now we never see the full extent of it, but she can Manipulate the earth by creating natural disasters. She likely would have wiped Paris off the map if she got her way. So that’s why she’s here.

2. Bubbler

I know you all might think this is a joke, but I’m dead serious. The bubbler is probably the most dangerous direct threat. You know what his goal was? No more adults. Guess what, I’m an adult! And you know what else. He sent EVERY ADULT in a bubble to FLOAT IN SPACE. In the manga Tikki even points out that they would DIE up there. Bubbler combining my two greatest fears. Heights and tight spaces. Plus either I die of suffocation or the bubble pops and my body implodes from space. Or worse, I fall to my death at terminal velocity. My only hope is I can pop the bubble BEFORE then.

1. Chat blanc

You know what your chances of surviving chat blanc are? Zero. He blew up the moon and killed everyone. Either from the result of the moon being destroyed or his power Cataclysming everyone.

He was Alone, this implies everyone else is dead. Not even the heroes on the other side of the world could do ANYTHING!

Survival chance with the other entries was varied. But chat blanc the answer is 0.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml spoilers #ml list #gales top 10 #worst akuma to deal with #number 2 will surprise you

[psychedeliccc]

seven | theo × reader |part 5

warnings : none I think /lmk!

word count : 715 words

a/n: I was hardcore swifting while writing this.

Masterlist

"Put your lips close to mine

As long as they don't touch

Out of focus, eye to eye

'Til the gravity's too much

I'd like you to be mine

But you might not like me enough. "

Another letter. Another poetic confession.

Your heart leapt in awe.

you didn't know who sent it to you but you knew for a fact that it isn't Theodore, it couldn't be. You're the most delusional person you knew, you couldn't let them get the best of you.

You're way too out of his league, you thought to yourself. You crossed the possibility of Theodore writing you those letters completely out of your mind.

But you'd still want to find out who took the time to craft those sweet poetic letters, who would go out of their way just to make you feel loved?

Perhaps it was just some sick prank by a senior? You wouldn't spit a word of it to anyone else. That's for sure.

Words spread like hayfire at hogwarts.

Especially among the ravenclaws.

They can be treacherous at times.

You'd been thinking of taking pansy and Luna's advice,

to ask Theodore out.

You only had two years left at hogwarts and you wanted to make it count.

What's there to lose?

You can't decide if it's a choice.

You'd just get swept away.

You'd only hear the sound of your own voice,

Telling you to stay.

He might break your heart but you can't break a heart that's already torn.

You've been in relationships before and it had been gore.

You've been cheated on and used before so you already knew what you could be getting into when you'd have asked Theodore out.

You didn't say Theodore was an atrocious heartless creature but you simply couldn't risk breaking your heart, again.

The path is reckless.

The slope is treacherous.

So when you did finally build up the courage to ask him to help you with potions, you were quite shocked with his response.

...

"Theo, look I feel bad I really do, you might not want to talk to me but I wanted to ask you a favor. "

"A little too dramatic perhaps? " Theo said as he turned a page of his book. Not even glancing at you.

You were in the library.

You were alone.

It was quite.

It was perfect.

"Well anyway, I was wondering if -"

"Shhh" Madam irma shushed you as she raised her glasses over her eyebrows as a threat.

"Go on. " Theo whispered, eyes sewn to his book.

" I need help in potions. " You spurted in a quite whisper.

You felt an intense amount of regret,

You'd be smart to walk away

but you're in quicksand.

Theo kept his book down with his index finger in between as a bookmark.

You were sure he'd laugh at you in response but-

"Sure, when? " Theo replied as his azure eyes gazed into yours.

Out of focus,

Eyes to eyes.

"Wait really? "

"Did you want me to say no? "

"no."

"ragazza divertente" Theo cursed under his breath. He barely smiled but he did when it was you.

He itched his neck as he looked up at you once more.

"Take a seat. " Theodore said as he took a piece of parchment from his pocket and placed it in his book.

Funny, it looked oddly familiar.

Never mind.

Can't be.

"What time works for you? " Theo asked as you took a seat opposite to his. He scooted foward as he glimpses at your flustered face.

"Uh - 5 pm is fine. "

"I'm busy then. "

"Half past 5? "

"How about 7.30? " He argued.

"We're supposed to be in bed by 8." You finished.

"do you want to learn from the potions master or is it not important enough? " Theo's cocky grin once again imprinted on his beautiful face. His eyes burned through yours.

All we are is skin and bone.

Trained to get along.

Forever going with the flow,

but it's like friction.

"Fine then " You rolled your eyes as you left him alone.

he waved you goodbye as you left.

he said yes.

But it wasn't a date.

Just innocent lessons.

Unless,

you made it one.

You grinned as you held out your vile of felix felicis , glaring at its content.

You were cruel, absolutely vain.

And I will get you, and get you alone

Your name has echoed through my mind

And I just think you should, think you should know

That nothing safe is worth the drive.

Taglist : @jetblackpayne

#theodore nott angst #theodore x reader #theodore nott fluff #theodore nott smut #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #new #PART5YALL #i hope you like it #fr contemplated it for 2 days #ilyguyssm

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Welcome back!!! You are always missed when absent for long :3 missed your posts

and wellllll, get ready to make the bad influence friends series a multiple part story because now I am excited for a BIF (yes, Bad Influence Friend) that now is not so much of a bad influence coming home from school with F/N and bringing her new boyfriend over! So, BFI forgets to tell her strict and overprotective parental figures, especially the Gods, that she was bringing her partner over (who is just a bit older than her but already on college) to mess around and now he has to face the wrath and interrogations from her family members.

Boyfriend probably looks like a serious, hard to mess with type of guy with a tad bit of grunge style, and no, he isn’t exactly a sweetheart but not a bad guy either. The type to stay unfazed during an argument even when Poseidon and Adam are at his throat about BFI and his influence on her 😭👍

-There was a sense of impending doom taking over the house for some reason, nobody could place it, and many had to wonder if it had to do with you and F/N, as you were the only ones not home at the moment.

-When they heard the front door open and heard both their children, as they had adopted you to get you safely away from your ex-family, call out that they were home before they heard F/N, “You can take your shoes off here, B/N.”

-Heads snapped in the direction of the front door, hearing the name of an unknown boy before the two of you appeared and you were holding the hand of a much larger person, one who didn’t look like he was in high school.

-You could sense the tension and the glares, as you had felt them months ago when the family didn’t like you at first, thinking you were a bad influence on F/N until they learned that while you did some bad things, you protected F/N, making sure that you never did anything around them.

-Now, seeing this, seeing an unknown boy, who looked like he was rough around the edges himself, looking like someone who would run with the wrong crowd, with piercings, tattoos, and wearing a metal band shirt, with long hair pulled into a French braid, which F/N did.

-F/N, also sensing the tension, grinned warmly, “We’re home- this is B/N! Y/N’s boyfriend. He’s here to tutor us! He’s super smart!”

-B/N couldn’t help but chuckle, thanking F/N for the compliment as you sent him your own grin, “He better be, a full ride scholarship isn’t just handed out.” B/N laughed softly, hearing your slight tease as you dragged him to the kitchen while F/N explained as midterms were coming up and he offered to tutor you both in math, since you both were struggling, and he was in advanced calculus.

-They made Kojiro call you and F/N away to help him with something, and as soon as you walked away, the swarm descended, surrounding B/N, who despite looking like he was going to get jumped, was calm, leaning back with a smile like this wasn’t his first rodeo.

-He took the threats and the interrogation, the family wanting to know everything about him and what his intentions were with you and F/N and so help them if he were to try to hurt either one of you!

-He was calm, answering all the questions, “I’m twenty, I work as a grease monkey part time, I’m in the robotics and mechanics department and my goal is to apply for NASA as an engineer. Y/N and I have been dating for almost 2 years now, and F/N just likes me for my hair. I currently have twelve tattoos, and nine piercings; I’m not planning on any more piercings, but I like getting tattoos. My favorite color is red, and my favorite food are cheeseburgers with chili cheese fries.”

-Eyes were all blinking, turning to Loki with glares as he laughed, hearing his non-serious questions being answered as the tension slowly dissipated.

-B/N looked rough, but he sounded like a good guy, with clear and respectful goals in mind.

-They were struggling to find things to fight him on, as many of them had tattoos and piercings, so they couldn’t say anything on that, before Adam glared, “What did you mean that F/N likes you for your hair? You’re not seducing the both of them are you?!”

-The door slammed back open, revealing you, F/N and Kojiro who looked a bit sheepish, unable to keep you two away as F/N glared, “I knew it!! What have I told you about threatening my friends?!”

-You came over to B/N who gave you a grin as F/N spoke, “And to answer that question, his hair is full and luscious, and he lets me do whatever I want to it! Unlike some of you!”

-Some of the men looked a little embarrassed, as some didn’t want braids or things like that before they continued, scolding the family who looked sheepish, like kicked puppies, “And B/N is super sweet to Y/N- he’s always nice and even treats me sometimes too when he doesn’t have to! Don’t bully him!”

-They all filed out, pouting as F/N was glaring before Eve brought over drinks and snacks, “Study hard you three!” Eve wasn’t bothered by you bringing your boyfriend home, as she found it sweet that he was soft on both her kids before she went to the living room to comfort those who were now pouting.

-B/N chuckled softly, nudging you both playfully, “You were right, they were intimidating. You two have a good family.”

-You and F/N looked at each, a smile appearing on both of your faces, as you both agreed with him, before you pulled out your math homework and got to work.

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LongDistance!Series - Part One: Melina - Manny x Reader

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In the months that follow more postcards appear on Manny’s fridge, almost more than he can count because you’re bouncing around from country to country, city to city documenting Tattoo Expos throughout Europe.

Barcelona, Lisbon, Munich, Berlin, Paris, Versailles, Vienna.

You’re getting busier and busier these days and Manny can’t help but wonder when you’ll eventually stop to take a breath.

The two of you have been together almost six months and speak daily over Whatsapp through messages, voice notes or video calls. You send the occasional care package from whichever country you’re visiting, beers from Germany, wine from Spain that he’d put aside for when you returned, a gourmet food hamper from France. He’d shared that with his daughter Melina, one evening. The two of them had dressed in striped shirts with matching berets when they sat down and sampled the delicacies.

“Where did this come from?” She’d asked him as he’d set the wicker basket it had arrived in on the kitchen table.

“My friend sent it.” He tells her as they sample some of the salted butter caramel. “She travels all over the world taking pictures of people’s bodyart. Sometimes she sends me things so I can get a taste of the country she’s in.”

“Can I meet her?” Melina had asked.

He’d paused then because although it’s been on his mind recently, but he hasn’t actually broached the topic. There hasn’t been a woman in his life since his ex-Samantha. He’s fucked other women, girls who hung out at the bar, but he’s never brought them home. The truth is he knows it’s not him that they want, it’s the patch. There’s prestige that comes with being acquainted with the President of the club; it gives a woman status. He doesn’t want to bring a person like that into Melina’s world. His daughter is the most precious thing in his life, he doesn’t want her to be tainted by the darker aspects of his existence. She needs better role models in her life than the women who hang around the club and fuck their way up the hierarchy.

“She’s very far away.” He tells her as he snags a handful of coconut popcorn. “Somewhere called Versailles in France.”

He’d hoped that was the end of it before Melina picked up his cellphone and reminded him how video chat worked. His daughter was too smart for her own good and for his.

It’s later that night when Melina’s gone home that he calls you. It’s past midnight in Yuma, which makes it eight am your time. You’re still in your pyjamas, a pretty silk set that he wishes he was there to help you take off. He imagines his fingertips trailing over the thin strap before he guides it down your shoulders.

“My daughter wants to meet you.” He tells you as he sits with his back against the headboard, the room illuminated by the light from his lamp.

“Is that what you want?” You ask him, cradling a mug of coffee to your chest.

He tips his head back against the wall for a second before considering his next words carefully.

“I think this…” He says gesturing between the phone and himself. “…would be a good introduction, a way of testing the waters moving forward. I’ve spoken to Sam and she’s cool with it.”

He’d had the conversation while Melina was packing up her stuff. Once she’d learned you weren’t one of the club girls she had warmed to the idea significantly, he’d shown her some of your pictures and a couple of your articles.

“The two of you getting serious?” She’d asked in that New York drawl of hers and he hadn’t been able to keep the edges of his mouth from twitching up.

Sam can read every single one of his tells. They’ve known each other for over a decade, she’s seen him at his worst and at his best. It’s the first time she’s seen that look on his face in a while and she’s glad that he’s finally focusing on something that isn’t the club or Melina, that he’s allowing himself to be happy.

“Well, she’s successful, she’s smart, she travels the world. I think you could do a lot worse.” She teases him before nudging his shoulder with her own. “At the very least Melina meets an interesting person.”

He’s taken that on board before he’d called you. Even if this thing between the two of you didn’t work out, you can give his daughter insight into another world, one that she won’t get to see here in Yuma.

“If Sam’s signed off and it’s cool with you then I would love to meet her.” You tell him with a smile before taking a sip from your coffee cup. “However, let’s actually schedule a call so that I’m wearing something a little more appropriate when I meet your daughter.”

“I don’t know Mami, that looks pretty appropriate to me right now.” He says, biting his lower lip as the silk clings to your chest. You aren’t wearing a bra, and he can see the dark shape of your nipples through the fabric. “Maybe you could show me a little more.”

You laugh before setting your coffee cup down on the nightstand. You put the phone in the little wooden stand you usually use for when your video calls with Manny get a little risqué.

“So, tell me Manny,” You say as your thumbs hook underneath the straps of your camisole, drawing them down just a little. “What would you like to see first?”

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Chapter Sixteen: Held Hostage

Alhaitham has the looks and the smarts. He will also be the stand-in CEO for his grandfather's company for a year.

But, he's been mysteriously cursed to turn into a cat every night since his eighteenth birthday… until he meets you, an employee at his grandfather's company, who rescues him as a cat and changes him back with one kiss.

Alhaitham/You

TW: Mention of suicide

Notes:

Cross-posted on AO3

Female reader

Chapter index at the end of chapter one

Before you get off work that night, you tell Alhaitham you want to try cooking for him. But maybe he shouldn't have gotten his hopes up. It doesn't take long for him to help you out of a sticky situation. So, that's how you end up watching Alhaitham work his magic to create a dish that turns out even better than advertised. And, well, maybe you don't mind seeing him in a cute apron that's too short.

“You really know your stuff,” you say as Alhaitham picks up the two plates of food. "Where did you learn to cook so well?"

"I learned on my own. It was either that or getting takeout every day."

"You roomed with Kaveh before. What about him?"

"Let's just say that Kaveh has very... unique cooking skills." Alhaitham gives you a quick wink. 

You chuckle. “Well, if you ever need a side hustle, I'll hire you to be my personal chef.”

“Oh?” He smiles as he puts the plates on the table. 

"But no matter what,"—you open the fridge to grab some drinks—"it won't be as high as your CEO or Akademiya scholar salary." You put the drinks on the table.

When you turn around, Alhaitham is standing behind you. He leans toward you. “Does it have to be monetary compensation?”

His slightly mischievous grin makes your face grow warm. “...Did you have something else in mind?”

Alhaitham leans closer. He puts his hands on either side of you, caging you against the counter. “One that involves me using my hands and you getting a little wet.”

His low voice makes your mind wander to places that make your heart race. Surely he isn't talking about... that. Right... right?

Alhaitham kisses you. But when you think he will pull away, he kisses you deeper, to which you eagerly return. Finally, when he pulls away, you're almost desperate for more.

"What are you thinking about?" Does he even have to ask? He knows, and he knows what he's doing. But then, he gently pinches your cheek. "You're cute when you're flustered." Then, after a light kiss on your forehead, he leans upright. "I was talking about doing the dishes."

Ah. Of course.

"...But, if you have something else on your mind,"—Alhaitham smiles—"I'd be okay with that, too."

You quickly clear your throat and sit at the table. “Let’s eat, shall we?”

Alhaitham chuckles and sits across from you.

Halfway through the meal, you get a message from Lumine, and your face instantly pales. Alhaitham looks up at your silence and asks, “What’s wrong?”

“...You know that forum you were talking about earlier today?” You show him the message Lumine sent you.

Sis… what’s going on? Who is this? And what’s Ayato doing?

From the screenshot Lumine sent, it definitely looks like some kind of online forum.

"...Geez, I didn't think the paparazzi would work this quickly," you mutter. When Alhaitham stays silent, you look at him. "What are you thinking about, Catman?"

“Rumours can be easy to clear up.” Alhaitham looks at the photos on your phone. “Rather than you… I have a feeling that it’s Ayato this person is after.”

“Are they forcing him to make a statement?" you muse. "They must know about Ayato's ex. Or else, why bother putting my photo beside hers?"

"Perhaps they know something."

Like... what? 

Alhaitham takes your hand, but before he can say anything else…

Poof!

You chuckle as it’s now Alhaitham’s paw on your hand. Just as the smoke clears, Alhaitham lies down and puts his head on your hand. Then, he nuzzles his cheek against your hand and looks up at you with wide eyes.

“How am I supposed to turn you back like this, huh?” You squish his cheek. “Or… maybe tonight should be a night where I have all of your fluffy cuteness to myself.”

Alhaitham meows and jumps in your direction. You take that as a yes, as there's no way you'll turn him back with him sitting on your lap.

◆◆◆

Thoma is staring at his phone, his mind in a frenzy over what to do with the news he just received. He scrolls down from the photo of you and Ayato's ex to the one where Ayato is grabbing your hand. This is why Thoma wanted you to stay away, so something like this wouldn't happen.

But he knows the real reason.

It might be easy for you and Ayato to devise something to dispel any rumours. But regardless of whether Ayato talks about his ex, Thoma won't be surprised if people start digging up more about Ayato's past… This might lead to the secret Thoma has kept since she passed away.

He needs to do something about this. Fast. So, he picks up his phone and calls Ayato.

Ayato is reviewing an offer for an upcoming show when his phone starts blowing up with messages. Some are from his company executives. Others are from friends. Ayato doesn't have time to check his messages when his phone rings.

"Are you aware of the dating rumours?"

“Dating rumours?”

Well, that answers Thoma’s question.

“Do you remember that forum I told you about earlier today?”

Ayato remembers. Thoma isn't the only one who's mentioned it to him. Some of his friends in the same industry have mentioned this sketchy forum exposing secret relationships, corruption, and other gossip-like information.

“There’s a photo of you and her,” Thoma says sternly.

Ayato goes to check, and it doesn't take him long to find the photo, as he's already gotten many messages from his company. He also sees one of you and his ex.

“This will be easy to fix,” Ayato says calmly.

“You can come out with a statement,” Thoma says. “...But that won’t stop people from digging up your past.”

“I won’t say anything about her. Let them speculate.”

Thoma assumes that's a smart move. Eventually, people will move on to something else… and they can all pretend none of this ever happened. However, most importantly, Thoma will be able to keep his promise.

“Rest assured that this won’t blow out of proportion,” Ayato says.

“I trust you.”

When Ayato ends the call, he calls Childe to ask for your number.

◆◆◆

Your kitty date with Alhaitham keeps getting interrupted by messages from your friends and colleagues asking about the photos on the forum. You didn't expect it to blow up this fast.

“It’s a misunderstanding,” you say to your family on the phone that night. “I am not dating Ayato.”

“Just between us… dating a CEO sounds cooler,” Aether says.

“That’s not the point, Aether,” Lumine deadpans. “But, who’s the woman who looks like you?”

“...She’s Ayato’s ex.”

“Dude, you look so alike; it’s scary,” Aether says. “But do people know about her? Is that why this person put your photo next to hers?”

“Regardless, I hope this situation ends soon,” your mother says. “Will Ayato make a statement?”

“...He has to, right?” Lumine asks. “He’s the public figure.”

“Does Alhaitham know?” your mother asks.

You glance at him, who has his front paws on your leg, listening intently to the conversation beside you. "He does. He also knows about that forum. Our company is already looking into it."

Your mother sighs. “Some people have way too much time on their hands.”

“I’ll talk to Ayato,” you say, putting the conversation back on track. “I won’t let anyone blow this out of proportion.”

“Never thought I’d see the day that Sis is getting wrapped up in dating rumours,” Aether says.

You sigh. “I guess there’s a first for everyone.”

After you end the call, it doesn’t take long for the next one to come in. This time, it’s from Childe.

"I guess it blew up this fast because Ayato's getting popular," Childe says over the phone.

Alhaitham lies down, putting his head on your inner thigh as he continues listening.

“...Hey, just out of curiosity,” you say, “Have you ever felt like you were being watched recently?”

“Uh… that’s a very serious question there, sweet cheeks. Why do you ask?”

"...I hope it's just me being paranoid, but sometimes I get the feeling I'm being watched," you say, glancing at Alhaitham. Then, he looks at you and softly meows. "It started when Alhaitham gave us a ride that morning."

"Hm... I didn't get a feeling like that. But do you know if this photo of you and Ayato was already posted on the forum?”

Wait a minute…

“You don’t think it’s one of those crazy stalker fans, do you?”

"It's a possibility," Childe says. "But, the good news is that they're easy to catch. I think…" Alhaitham meows and Childe chuckles. "Well, at least I know you're in good hands. Or… paws, I guess. Make sure she doesn't get kidnapped, Mr. Kitty-O!"

“By the way, why haven’t you changed?”

Childe sighs. “Don’t jinx it. I'm crossing my fingers that it won’t happen again.”

Can it be that his curse is… unstable?

“Besides, I—”

The silence almost scares you until you hear a soft, annoyed meow.

“I guess you spoke too soon," you say with a tiny smile. "Have a good night, Childe."

You lean back on the sofa once the call ends. Alhaitham moves onto your lap, and you scratch him behind the ears.

“I bet you didn’t expect our date night to turn out like this."

Alhaitham lies down and puts his head on your stomach, looking up at you as he purrs softly.

“Should we get ready for bed?” 

Alhaitham jumps onto the floor just as your phone rings again. You frown. If it’s another person asking you about this goddamn rumour, you—

Oh? An unknown number?

“...Hello?”

“I apologize for calling you so late.”

Your eyes widen. “Ayato?”

“I got your number from Childe. I hope that’s okay.”

“You must be calling about the photos.”

Ayato looks out his window as he says, “That’s right. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you already know.”

You lie on the couch with your phone while Alhaitham sits just above your head. He's looking at you, his tail swishing side-to-side. Then, when he lies down and puts his fluffy chin on your forehead, you smile.

“I was going to talk to you about it,” you say. “Let’s get this cleared up as soon as possible.”

“Yes. I agree. I’m coming out with a statement tomorrow. But, there’s one thing I’d like to ask of you.”

“What is it?”

Alhaitham stands and eventually lies next to you. His tummy and head are facing you.

"...If anyone asks, I'd like you to say you don't know who the other woman is."

You nod. “I can do that. It's none of my business, anyway.”

"...Thank you. I'd like as few people as possible to know about her."

"Just out of curiosity… do you know who might have done this?"

“Unfortunately not. But I don’t plan on leaving it be. I also want to get to the bottom of this.” Ayato sighs softly. “Anyway, I apologize for troubling you and Alhaitham." Alhaitham meows, and you hear Ayato chuckle. "Have a good night, you two."

Once you end the call with Ayato, you turn to Alhaitham, who almost kisses your nose.

"Well, that takes care of that." 

Alhaitham meows just as you get off the couch. 

“This couch won’t be big enough for the two of us, you know."

You head to your room with Alhaitham following you. He hops onto your bed just as you grab him a pair of boxers you'd let him leave at your place. Then, you turn and kiss him on his fluffy head. You turn around, giving him privacy as he puts on the boxers. Then, you feel a pair of strong arms hug you from behind. You aren't expecting Alhaitham to pull you onto his lap as he sits back on your bed.

“...You said the couch wasn’t big enough for the two of us,” he says as you turn to face him. “Then… what about the bed?”

Your hands are on his shoulders, and you glance at his toned torso, which sends a thrill throughout your body. Slowly, your hands move downward, and you feel his body getting hotter at your touch. You’re straddling him, and there’s a visible blush on your cheeks as your hands find his broad shoulders again. He puts a hand on your cheek, and his thumb brushes over your cheekbone. Alhaitham leans in and gives you a feather-soft kiss. You don’t have time to react until he claims your lips again.

Your body is flush against his as his kisses continuously steal your breath and gives it back. You're returning the passion with just as much intensity. Soon, Alhaitham sweeps you onto your back. He's on top of you and stares at you for a moment until his lips meet yours in another heated exchange.

His hand finds the curve of your waist, and you pull him closer so you can feel all of him as his hot touch finds your skin. When Alhaitham pulls away and sees you flushed underneath him, he fights to control the swift gradation of desire he never imagines can go any higher.

It has been far too long since you’ve been intimate with someone else. Sex with your ex started out fun until that passion turned twisted and became an activity that left you empty and scared until you finally found the courage to deny his advances… which ultimately turned into another monster.

Alhaitham kisses you again, but he feels you tense up this time. He immediately stops and looks you in the eyes.

“...Do you want me to stop?”

No, you don't, but something is holding you back. "...Sorry, I…"

Alhaitham kisses your forehead. "You don't need to apologize." Then, he looks you in the eyes and says, "I can wait. But..."

But?

"...May I still sleep with you tonight?"

You kiss his lips. "What do you think?"

Eventually, the two of you end up cuddling on the bed before drifting off to sleep.

◆◆◆

Ayato's statement has already made the news that morning. Thoma sighs softly. Hopefully, this will be enough to appease the interested public. But one thing still bothers him: How did this person know about Ayato's ex? Can it be someone from their past? Or… is it one of those crazy fans?

Out of curiosity, Thoma returns to the forum and sees that the photos have already been taken down. But he finds another thread that continues the conversation. Thoma opens it and scans through the comments.

It’s creepy that they look so alike.

Wasn’t she on TV? It’s that woman who won an award, right? Forgot what it was for.

I don’t buy the statement, lol. He was obviously interested and probably got shot down. They still hooked up, I bet.

One of them is his ex, right? I found this really old photo of them together.

The more Thoma reads, the angrier he gets.

Omg, she’s dead.

LOL. So, Ayato came onto her doppelganger instead?

How’d she die?

Thoma is getting more anxious. This needs to stop before speculation gets out of hand. He’d made a promise to her, and Thoma intended to take it to his grave.

“...I can’t do this anymore, Thoma.”

Thoma knew how much she was suffering. This disease that was slowly killing her had made his once cheerful and outgoing friend lose all hope she had in life. While there was treatment to slow the process, it would never fully disappear. Not to mention the medical cost involved. At this rate, she would be paying a subscription to breathe. Literally.

“There’s no point for me to continue living,” she muttered. “Even if I’m alive, I wouldn’t be living.” She looked at her friend. “...Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“But everyone is trying so hard for you,” Thoma said, looking at the ring on her finger that Ayato gave her. “Especially Ayato.”

The woman looked down, but Thoma could easily read her. That’s why I want to stop living, Thoma could hear her say.

"He's doing so much," she said. "I can't continue being a burden like this to him. He… he has so much to live for."

But it's because he loves you, Thoma wanted to say. But that would burden her more. It's not like she didn't know. Her friends-to-lovers relationship with Ayato started as something out of a fairytale. They joked about getting married and living in a huge house with their many dogs and cats, enjoying their lives to the fullest. Yet, that joke became a nightmare as it reminded them of what could have been.

To help pay for her soaring medical bills, Ayato needed quick money, so he jumped at the opportunity to enter the entertainment business. A woman had approached him because of his good looks. While Ayato was skeptical of it being a scam, when he found out this was a legitimate offer, he didn't hesitate.

Thoma remembered the day Ayato told him he was putting his studies on hold because he finally got an offer for a small role in a large-scale production that would help him make more money. But, while it did get his name and face out there, his secret of turning into a cat restricted him from growing his acting career.

“...I love seeing him on TV,” she continued quietly. “But”—she looked at Thoma—“he’s not doing it for himself.”

Thoma didn’t know what to say. If anything, he knew how stubborn she was. Once she made up her mind, there was no turning back.

“...Ayato would be devastated,” Thoma said. His voice had cracked.

She forced a small smile that almost shattered Thoma’s heart. “I know,” she said quietly. “...Which is why I want to keep it from him. You’ll… help me. Right, Thoma?”

Since then, Thoma has done everything in his power to keep the secret that the love of Ayato's life had willingly decided to end her own.

Thoma almost loses track of time. It’s not until he gets a call from Ayato asking where he is that Thoma drives off to meet him.

◆◆◆

That morning, you walk out of your apartment alone. There's the feeling again. But you're prepared this time. 

A young woman peeks out from behind a concrete pillar, but she almost panics when she sees no one.

“...Do you need something?”

The girl spins around. Upon seeing you, she tries to run for it until Alhaitham emerges from the other side, blocking her path. Eventually, she backs herself into a corner while you and Alhaitham look at her disapprovingly.

“Who are you?” you ask. “Why are you following me?”

“I… I should be asking you,” she says. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

You raise a brow. “Um, excuse me?” Then, you slightly narrow your eyes. “Are you… Ayato’s fan?” You almost added crazy in there.

“I’ve been a fan of his for years! I know everything about him.” She makes it sound like it’s something to be proud of.

You remember what you agreed with Ayato, and you say, “Look”—you sigh softly—“I don’t know who the other woman is.”

The girl reaches into her messenger bag and pulls out more photos. Well, this isn’t creepy at all.

“That woman and Ayato dated! I know she died years ago.”

“...So, you followed me because you thought I was her?”

“Someone on that forum said that it’s a possibility you two could be related!”

You scoff loudly, your patience wearing thin.

“You shouldn’t believe everything you read online,” Alhaitham says calmly.

“Who are you?”

Alhaitham doesn’t answer her question. Instead, he says, “If you stop now, we’ll let this go. But if you continue following her, we’ll report you to the police.”

The girl looks down. “I… I just wanted to know if you were her.”

You don’t want to even try to understand this woman’s motivation. “Well, I’m not. So, stop following me.”

You and Alhaitham are about to walk away when the girl says, “Wait!” You look over your shoulder. “I saw Ayato’s statement this morning. You two aren’t dating, but you two are friends, right? Do you know what happened to her? There was someone who said she willingly ended her life... and—"

“Even if I knew what happened, that’s not something I would tell you.” You turn around. “...Do you know who posted the photos to the forum?”

“...No.”

You got the answer you need, so you leave without a glance back.

You don’t get far when Alhaitham’s phone starts ringing. From what you hear, it’s something about the forum. As Alhaitham talks to whoever is on the other side, you suddenly get a message from Lumine. There’s also a link to a news article.

Lumi: Hey… um… I saw Ayato’s statement, but the comments are ruthless. Is he okay?

You open the link and scroll down.

She's dead. Maybe the other woman is her reincarnation which is why he was attracted to her. The poor boy couldn't get some.

How’d she die? Maybe she killed herself because she hated being with him.

Actually, it was never clear... Super sus.

=((((

You close the link as you can't stomach more of what you read. You can only imagine what Ayato must feel seeing these extremely disrespectful and rude comments.

“Is everything okay?”

You turn and see Alhaitham. "...Yeah. There are just many ridiculous comments about Ayato and his ex."

Alhaitham sighs. "I wouldn't be surprised. But I know who uploaded those photos. It was a tabloid reporter. He recently got fired because of his behaviour.”

“...But the damage has already been done,” you mumble.

“...He’s not going to get off that easy.”

“What are you thinking?”

Alhaitham slips a hand inside his pocket. “...I'm going to make him pay.”

Chapter Seventeen

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I am vibrating I am bouncing up and down because I have come into more information about botw and the thoughts and ideas that come with it.

I think this is actually pretty widespread information so I don't know how I missed it up until now??? but anyways

Each of the divine beasts dungeon music has an SOS signal in it and each of the signals come in at different times so people think this is when about each of the champions died

(I had a theory about the illusory fights being the fights they had but mipha actually squashed this theory because you take ceremonial tridents into the fight and those wouldn't have been made until after her passing I think)

(further side note how do people typically do that fight? because uh you definitely don't have enough weapons. I did it last night and you know what I did? I used urbosa's fury 6 times, I waited until it recharged I sat there and played a demented game of catch because waterblight got stuck throwing ice cubes How is I meant to be done?)

anyways so Mipha's signal comes through first almost immediately and as one of the younger champions I think that sorta tracks. I don't think she trained combat as often as the others even her trial with the gaurdians was (at least how I did it) more of a stealth mission almost all of them were airborn and there's no water nearby so... idk really what she would have done. It comes through almost immediately and rather panicked and you just know that she was thinking of others when she should have been focusing on herself.

(I think she would have tried so so hard to live because if she didn't it would mean the others don't have a someone to help them. And think for a moment she was the only one to die and the rest of of them go to find her because say Urbosa is gravely wounded and if she doesn't get healed quickly she will also die and they go because surely Mipha can help and everything will be fine only to find that Mipha is gone and with it their only chance to save Urbosa so its a double whammy)

Daruk's comes after Mipha's (not super far behind they are all relatively close together) and admittedly I have less thoughts about his but his message does seem less panicked so I think his protection probably held out for a while. I think maybe he was the most caught off gaurd by dying because one minute he had his protection and he was just sending a signal because woof this was harder than he though and he could use some back up and the next his protection fails and he's gone.

Urbosa's is third and her signal is a little panicked but it honestly seems more angry than anything. I think that she held out for so long because she is the best at combat (on the ground but thats beside the point) I think when she sent the signal she was angry at herself for not being able to do it alone but smart enough to know when it was time to ask for help. She was angry at gannon and the situation and herself and I think she probably got thunderblight really low in the time she had but just wasn't fast enough to kill it and instead it got her.

Revali's is last and I think people focus on the fact that it's probably because he was so stubborn to ask for help but also consider he's the best at evasive menuvers (unless mipha is in the water) Revali's fighting style is the one I prefer in video games (irl ive learned close quarter because uh long range isnt really necessary) he stays out of the combat by being in a hard to reach place and picking monsters off of course he has to dodge and stay alert because he's not the only one to have a bow but arguably his is the safest method. He probably held his own the longest because windblight couldnt get to him and the plan was to play the patience game and keep whittling down at its health. However enemies are adaptive and windblight (giving it far more personality here) probably realized when it did hit Revali it had to count. I think when Revali finally took that blow he panicked and instead of being on the offensive switch over to the defensive buying him just enough time to send out the SOS, to admit that he couldn't do and needed help. His is panicked and rushed and scared.

Now to take it a step further, I think that hearing the SOS calls (because I would assume he could) is what lead to Link's downfall. Because he got distracted and caught up by his friends getting taken out. (my memory is bad but i dont think we actually see links death right? theres nothing that disproves this?) Imagine hearing them one after the other thinking for a moment that okay Revali is still fighting and then hearing that no there goes him too, there goes everyone if they couldn't do how could he possibly? What, a sword is ment to better his odds? I think that Link faltered because of the calls and got hit.

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Neil Josten’s adventures in Exy as an (unwilling) Amputee

Okay so this is based on a drawing I did here

I may explore the idea of Andrew dealing with chronic pain later on, but right now I wanted to focus on the idea that at some point on the run, Nathan got too close and Neil lost his leg as a result. SO buhbuhbuh take it and run (Neil couldn’t do that for a while)

Also this is basically gonna be a retelling of AFTG, sticking very closly to the cannon events and dialogue with the difference of Neil missing his leg, just letting you all know!

Okay so how exactly did Neil ‘running is my only coping mechanism’ Josten loose his leg, from just below the knee, down?

his dad 100% chopped that thing off

Ive decided it happened roughly a month after they went on the run. Mary  Janet Kim Laura Hatford Wesninski  was still sloppy with a bleary-eyed ten-year old that still flinched when he fired a gun

Because somewhere between North Dakota and Saskatchewan, Nathan got close enough to be a problem. Huge problem actually, so huge that Nathanial Alex was now in Nathan’s hands and a note had been left with a time and a place

Now, I’m not defending Mary. She wasn’t a good person, she hurt Neil over and over again and shouldn’t really have been a mother in the first place. Like look me in the eyes and tell me she didn’t hesitate when she saw that note. Nathan logically would have already killed him and would just be waiting for Mary to come running and then would fall to his blades as well

But Nathan was smart because constant voicemails on a phone that should have been a burner had a confused and scared Neil asking for his mother

So she went, with some of her own people as backup (thanks Stuart) 

And Nathan was there, with his cronies and slumped over the figure of what was supposed to be her son

Mary wasn’t a good person, she hurt neil and maybe shouldn’t have been a mother. But that doesn’t mean she didn’t care. Because as soon as she saw the bloody and strategically burned stump of what was supposed to be the growing leg of a child, she threw up

Needless to say they got away, barely.

Mary thinks a huge part of her son died that day

Because now Alex and Janet baker were a leg down and they both knew it

they ran faster, Alex learned to hate piggy backs

Stuart sent people to help, people Mary barely trusted, but people who helped Neil learn to stand and walk and run and hide on a barely held together scrap of metal that was supposed to be a leg. 

Janet knew a part of her son died that day. Ten years old and his hands stopped shaking when he fired a gun, ice blue eyes were hidden behind green contacts sharped like his father’s. 

She caught him staring at his leg more than once with a sick smile and beat it off of him. 

Years later Neil Josten limped away from the sea on a cracked prosthetic and was determined to somehow keep going. His father’s stolen money and Stuarts contacts made it easy to get a leg, one that he could hide in public and run in the dark with. 

And then the Foxes showed up

Because of course Neil still played, played better than any of Millport’s, played to his prosthetics advantages and disadvantages 

Neil played like he had everything to lose because he had already lost part of that everything.

Now we get to the good stuff, what changes in the series now that Neil is an amputee? 

There had never been someone in all of professional and college Exy that played on a prosthetic. You had to be completely put together because the game would tear you apart and leave your skin the only thing holding your bones together.

Wymack didn’t give a shit, and neither did Kevin it seemed

In fact, a fool could have even said Kevin was excited to see what Neil could do

Kevin had no idea who Neil was, the leg actually helped Neil in that regard

Also im making it cannon in this au when Andrew hits Neil with the racket, Neil hadn’t properly put his leg on in his panic so the thing goes one way and he goes another 

Very funny image thank you very much

When Neil is figuring out the Andrew and Aaron switch, he uses the leg to his advantage. Because Nicky nor Aaron seem to know about it, and the shocked look on Aaron’s face later when he realizes Neil’s leg is in fact detachable prove his theory right. 

Nicky is incredibly annoying about it, but luckily the black sock over the stump keeps any burn scars and questions at bay

Aaron does ask typical doctor questions out of morbid curiosity, all of which Neil ignores

That first practice, Neil opens his huge locker and freezes. Because amidst the sea of orange and white gear, a travel bag is folded with two, yeah, two, prosthetic legs

both are Transtibial, but while one has a simply pylon and foot, the other is a very expensive blade runner, with grips on the bottom to keep him from slipping and orange detailing that will help him match the team on court

Neil felt as though he may pass out, throw up, or punch Wymack in the face. 

“Part of your contract, kid. We provide you with your equipment. All of it.” Wymack said after the pratice, after he ran laps and laps on his new leg and gave Kevin his game

When Neil blows his arms out against Andrew, Andrew stands on Neil’s leg as well as his racket because why not, its kinda bouncy

Now when the rest of the team comes back, that’s when things get good PART ONE || PART TWO || PART THREE || PART FOUR

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