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dearestones · 2 years

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Death Note Matchup: Matsuda Touta

Warnings: Fluff.

@lvsickmelody Request: hi!! is it okay if i can request a male romantic match from death note? (p much any of them is good, the only one id prefer not to get is near)

appearance wise i’m 5’7, i have long pink hair and glasses (i wear contacts a lot of the time though) i go by she/her. i’m very into fashion and makeup, so i tend to put a lot of effort into my appearance even if im not going anywhere too special.

my personality type is enfp and im a stereotypical sagittarius. i’m very talkative and energetic! i can be quite a sensitive person and my emotions can take a big impact on me, but i won’t show it around people i’m not close to if i can help it. im not too serious of a person, i try to make my friends laugh as often as I can.

i’m a very creative person in general, but more specifically i’m mainly an artist! i have stacks on stacks of sketchbooks, no exaggeration. i also like a lot of cartoons and video games, and im not exactly picky with genre. if it looks good i’ll give it a go! im constantly listening to music, i actually don’t think i could operate without it, and again, I have a varied taste. anything from rock bands to kpop, really. my love language is physical touch and im generally a very clingy person!

i hope this is ok!! C: tysm!

Okay, so after reviewing your description, I think you’ll best be matched with Matsuda Touta.

He absolutely loves your hair! Sometimes, when you’re getting ready, he’ll be captivated by you styling your hair. Perhaps, if he’s feeling confident enough, he’ll ask if he can run his fingers through it or if he can braid it. He may be a little clumsy at first, but he’s a quick study when he wants to be. Let him be captivated by your beauty!

Speaking of beauty, he’s also pretty enamored with the fact that you take so much time to take care of your appearance. As a member of law enforcement, he doesn’t always have the luxury to have time to maintain his appearance, so to know that you are willing to go the extra mile just for yourself is somewhat of an eye opener for him. He might use your example so that he can also improve himself.

Furthermore, he absolutely adores you regardless of whether or not you wear your glasses or contacts. With your glasses on, he thinks that you’re cute and cuddly! Without them, you’re just as enrapturing and beautiful as the idols on the big screen!

Touta is a fair bit introverted and shy compared to you. When the two of you first meet, you might have to initiate the first move. With your quick wit, charms, and good humor, Touta will slowly warm up to you until he feels confident to start asking you out on dates and asking if you want to be his girlfriend. Above all, he finds that it’s your good humor that managed to pull him in. Law enforcement isn’t a pretty job, so to know that he has someone who can lift up his spirits makes him feel lucky and loved.

Touta finds himself curious about your sketchbooks. If you give your permission, he will be absolutely over the moon to peruse through them. If you think that he was excitable and eager to please before, you now know that he’s like a pure hearted puppy because he will do anything to make you smile and be happy. Heaping praise and complimenting you is the least that Touta can do for you—he thinks that you deserve far more than just that!

Touta isn’t as well versed in cartoons, video games, and music, but he would gladly compile any and all relevant media that you think that you might enjoy. (Although, he’s more partial to dramas and pop songs, so if you’re willing, you’ll be seeing a new drama or two based on his interests).

Physical touch is definitely one of Touta’s top love languages! He lives a dangerous lifestyle, especially in the era of Kira so it’s especially important that he knows that his loved ones still care for him. He’ll surprise you whenever possible by hugging you from behind, kisses behind the ear, or even surprise tickles whenever he has the chance. Whenever he gets a day off from work, he would also appreciate it if you would return the favor by giving him warm hugs and sweet kisses to make him melt.

All in all, with his far awkward and shy personality matched with your vivaciousness, yours is a perfect match! Be happy together!

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dmc-tings · 3 years

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The Lord's with an S/O (who just found out about their powers)

Alcina Dimitrescu

Noice 👌🏾

But what did you do for this woman to spare you?

She's like... the biggest man hater anywhere

So... if your a guy, you are lucky boi (or if you identify as a guy)

Or perhaps your a lucky lady?

I feel like she won't discriminate if she feels like your important to her

But for whatever reason she CHOSE YOU

So take that as a win

Sure, she's a vampire and has to eat people

Which was something you didn't know

But she doesn't eat in front of you

Even lying to the point of telling you she's drinking wine

You get curious, of course

So when she leaves to "take care of business", you look onto her glass or cup

You see red

"Ok... but it dont smell like wine..."

You take a sip, only to spit it out right away

Retching with disgust, you tasted blood

Your not an idiot, at least not fully anyways

Alcina rushed back, hearing you gag, thinking one of her daughters were bothering you

Only to see the sight in front of her

You looked at her in fear

Which hurt the tall woman's non beating (?) heart

You backed into a corner, thinking the worst

Looking for a makeshift weapon, you grabbed a spoon

To which made the Lady shake her head

"Love, you know I wouldn't-"

"Your a damned liar!!" You barked weakly, "W-what the fuck are you!?"

She sat calmly in the chair in front of you, gesturing for you to take a seat as well

You hesitated, but did comply, not letting go of your weapon (the spoon)

She huffed sadly, normally this behavior would have sent her into a rageful fit

But this is YOU we're talking about

Her little muse, the only mortal that makes her truly happy

"My Love, please calm down."

When you showed no sign of relaxing, Alcina took her glass in her hand, swirling the blood

Then takes a small sip, and lighting a cigarette

She offers you one

You cringe, and with that she pulls back again

After taking a puff, she begins to explain

Mother Miranda, the other Lord's, the creation of her daughter's, the Village, and everything else, prior to your showing up

After she finishes, you lower your loyal spoon

Drinking in all of the information

You looked up at her

"So that's why your so keen in keeping the girls away from me..."

The large woman nodded, looking at you

You bit your lip, but let go of your spoon, placing it back into the table

Alcina looked at you, watching you relax

You nodded a calm understanding

"Well seeing as I know what's going on now... is Mother Miranda going to-"

The Lady Dimitrescu, shook her head

"She has allowed for me to keep you. As long as you only stay in the castle... seeing as that the village is too dangerous. And I don't want you mixed up with the rif-raf."

You smiled and sat in her lap, (cause you can do that) and planted a kiss on her cold cheek

She let out a pleased humm, and returned the kiss

"Just... next time, if you choose a weapon, Love, make sure it has a SHARP end."

Salvatore Moreau

You had known Moreau since before Mother Miranda made an impact on his life

You saw less and less of your significant other

He would disappear and cut your alone time short, whenever the woman called

You were saddened when he finally told you that you couldn't see him anymore

But that's didn't stop him from speaking to you through whatever door, that separated you both

He didn't keep you locked up, but he would lock whatever door was between you

So you couldn't see the monstrous transformation, causing him pain

All you knew is that his voice was becoming more and more disgruntled

As said, you knew Salvatore before this

He was a handsome and intelligent man (despite what's written in Miranda's notes)

And to hear your man become... so in thralled by this other woman, made you suspicious

One day, you both were speaking, with a door between you, as usual

Unbeknownst to Salvatore, you were picking the lock

Eagar to see him

He never noticed the change in your tone, when you got it unlocked, nor the click of the lock

Shoving the door open, and pushing Salvatore back

The male let out a yelp, trying to rush in to the nearby darkness

You stepped through the threshold, eyes blazing and searching

You scanned the room and finally landed on a heap of a shivering... beast?

"Moreau? Is... is that you?" You crept closer, and gently put a hand on his back

"D-dont look at m-me...." he shivered, trying to hide himself

Horrified, you took his face on your hands

"I-is this... the work o-of-"

He cut you off, "Do-dont. Mother loves me... she does... I know she does..."

You felt tears pour down your face

You couldn't bring yourself to speak

That vile woman, had destroyed your dear Moreau

The man you knew and loved was beaten and broken into this sobing heap before you

He looked at you, and reached up to wipe your tears

"Oh... please don't cry... thi-this is her will..."

You shook your head, "what kind of will is this, Salvatore? To turn you-"

He pulled away from you, snarling, "I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!!! Mother loves me, and i-"

You slapped him, your tears stopping, "What kind of man have you become?!"

Disgusted, not with his appearance, but his sniveling attitude

You left

But... not unaffected by what happened to the man you cared about

You left... everything behind, the Village, your family...

Salvatore Moreau never left your thoughts and you never left his

It was a bittersweet life, but you were glad to leave what was happening behind

Angie and Donna Beneviento

These two kept you in their estate

Though Donna hid Angie from you, worried that you wouldn't understand the need for her doll

She also kept the pollen from her plants away from you

You were the first person Donna could talk to, without her illness bothering her

No need for Angie!? And this person don't care!?

Fucking Jackpot!!!

Though Angie does get a bit upset that she don't get to see you

That's about to change

You and Donna where sitting in the backroom, overlooking the waterfall

Enjoying an afternoon tea

"Dear? How are you feeling today?"

Donna looked at you, taking your hand in her's giving you a smile

"I am well." She reassured you, giving your hand a squeeze

Then you sneezed, surprised cause your allergies hadn't started up, due to the lack of pollen

And the abundance of snow and cold

Donna gasped, looking over her shoulder

"Angie, n-"

Angie revealed herself, giggling and plopping herself in your lap

You froze, "A-a doll? Donna... is this a gift?"

You never really liked or disliked dolls

Angie gave another giggle, "No, stupid! I'm Angie. Donna's most favorite doll. And a friend."

Your eyes widened at the living doll, "Uh... im-"

"I know who you are!!" She floated infront of you now

"And we like you!"

Donna was quiet, not surprisingly, but you reached out for her

She gently took your hand in her's

"Donna. Tell me whats going on. Please."

Donna nodded, quietly starting to explain.

The gifts from Mother Miranda, the plants, the pollen and finally Angie

You looked at the floating doll, who was nodding her head along, with Donna's words

Then finally, you pulled Donna closer to your side

"You don't ever have to hide things from me. I never had a problem with the other ways that you cope, Donna."

Your encouraging words sent the woman into tears of joy

She buried her face in your chest

You smiled at Angie, who patted you on the forehead

Karl Heisenberg

You sat in the smaller, (safer) part of his factory

It was a part he had built to keep you safe

From what?

You had asked Karl several times, on different occasions, what was he building

"Its none of your concern." He waved a hand dismissively, "Whats for dinner?"

You always had huffed out whatever meal you made for the pair of you

Karl was always one of three places: meeting his "family", in the factory, or right next to you

The "family" was always thrown into air quotes

You knew he disliked his "family"

He announced his leaving out again, not telling you where

But leaving nonetheless, as usual you waved him off

But today was different, you WERE going to see what the hell was in that factory

Not paying attention to the warnings he gave you, you made your way down

Once at an elevator, you pressed the button

It came up and you were met with a large, large portly man

"Why if it isn't Heisenberg's little kitten."

Shocked you jumped back a bit, but then inched your way inside

"Its alright. I mean you no harm. Come, come."

You stood next to him, "Uh... who are you?"

"You may call me The Duke." He hummed, "But what are you doing here? Don't you know it's dangerous to play here?"

You lifted your chin, "I can handle myself. Thank you."

The Duke gave a small laugh, as you pulled the switch, but didn't speak again

Hitting the bottom floor, you disembarked, waving goodbye

You noticed a door and pushed through

Only to be met with a metal drill nearly splitting your face in two

With a strangled yelp, you lept backwards

"HOLY SHIT!!! WHAT THE HELL-"

"Who's in my damned- KITTEN!?"

You heard Heisenberg's voice above you and looked around frantic

"Karl! What-"

You didn't get to finish, the same monster came at you again

Dodging to the side, only barely missing getting drilled

Running in to the labyrinth, you were soon cornered

You shook with fear, hearing more monsters come after you

Closing your eyes, waiting for the blows to take you to the Great beyond

Your waiting was cut shirt hearing a series of clang's

You moved your hands and opened your eyes

Seeing Karl, standing in front of you shoving all the monsters back...

But he wasn't touching them....

"What... how-"

"Dont just sit on your ass, get up!" He barked, grabbing your arm and pulling you behind him

Once back in the safe zone, you slapped him, breathing heavily

He took it, it was a well deserved slap

"E-explain yourself!"

He sat heavily down, telling you everything.

The reason for the factory, the monsters in it, his powers, Miranda's plan, even pouring out his emotions about it all

You finally understood and took his hands in yours, kneeling down infront of him

"You idiot. All you had to do was talk to me. Not be a "big tough guy" about it."

You kissed his rough hands

And he chuckled at you

"Always understanding. Thanks Kitten."

#lady dimitrescu #alcina x reader #lady dimitrescu x reader #Salvatore Moreau x reader #moreau #salvatore moreau #angie beneviento #angie and donna #donna beneviento #angie and donna beneviento x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader

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zatl1-alex · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request Inosuke x Male!Reader headcanons for a reader who thinks Inosuke’s just the coolest? Like he always heaps loads of genuine praise on Inosuke and loves to watch him train and fight. Lol I think this feral boar man is so awesome and I love the goblin so much. (If you want you can add some nsfw but that’s up to you friend. I def won’t complain)

here's inosuke x male reader headcanons! :D//

Since the first time you saw Inosuke, he was in the butterrfly state, you were recovering from a fight with a demon.

He was training very hard screaming how strong he was and stuff like that.

Since that moment, you were fascinated, and you thought how cool he was, you didnt even knew his name, (yet).

So that afternoon, when he was resting, you approached him. -Hello! My name is M/N, and yours?-

Your heart was bumping very fast, you ignored it because you thought it was because you admire him a lot, he quickly told his name. You were very happy to finally m

eet him, so you told him about how cool he was, and how much you admire him.

Inosuke was surprised someone actually admire him that much, so he got very excited and starded to tell you his fights, (Obviously he added some things to make it sound more cool) and how flexible he was.

Quickly both of you were friends.

Months passed, and you heard from Aoi that he like to eat a lot, you were good at cooking, so you knew how to make him happy, so. When he came back. You bringed him a lot of food made by you.

He was eating very fast and you were waiting for his reaction of your food, when Inosuke finish the food, you asked him what did he think of the food. He loudly said -Delicious, I want more!!!-

Your heart was bumping very fast again, he had a little of rice in his mouth, your body move by itself, and before you realized it, you were cleaning Inosuke face with your hand.

You finished cleaning very fast and ran to your room, your face was very red.

Inosuke was very confused by that, his face was a little red, so he asked Zenitsu and Tanjiro about it (He had to wake them up), both of them agreed on something, he was in love!

He was very excited with that new feeling, so tomorrow he was going to tell you about his feelings.

The next day came, and you thought he was angry for your actions last night, so you searched him to apologise. When you find him, he grab you and take you to a room while he was making excited noices.

-W/n!* Im in love with you!- He said without hesitation wich make your face go red, the person you admire the most was confessing to you!

You didnt even think and said a little loud -Im in love with you too!- You hugged him and Inosuke hugged back, the moment was interrumpted by Tanjiro and Zenitsu, they were searching for him to train. Inosuke was obviously mad, so he chase them screaming how they ruined his moment with you.

You left a chuckle in response and go after him.

Since that moment, Inosuke knew what love feel like.

When he returned from Red Light District mission, he was relly injured. You taked good care of him all of the time, when he wake up, he told you all the details of the mission telling you how cool he was fighting Uppermoon 6. You told him how strong and brave he was.

Your admiration only grew more and more with that.

That night was your first kiss with him, he told you how lucky he was to have you, you kissed his cheek and told him something that surprised him.

-You saved me.-

// I will make the Nsfw part apart :D ! Tell me if you like it or not (Also, forgive me if there's some grammatical errors) :'D Have a good day/night ^^ //

#kny #demon slayer #inosuke hashibira #hashibira inosuke #male reader #reader #x reader #x male reader #x Inosuke #reader x Inosuke #e #:>#request

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trashcatsnark · 3 years

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WHY THE FUCK WERE UP SO LATE??? FUCKING UR SO LUCKY I CANT BEAT UR ASS OTHERWISE ITD BE KNUCKLE CITY

anyway, speaking about johnny boy i was thinking about him + nibbles and our like collective desicion that he is essiently a cat and it is really weirdly fitting that it just makes me like ???? so like cats themselves are a reoccuring motif within the game from the start, when u go to viks, when ur chatting up takemura and at the end with the rooftop that also doubles as like the millionith matrix reference. they follow v and they take up the role of the bakeneko, which i think in the game is defined by them appearing near death ? or just disaster. the obvious thing is that it is to do with v's inpending death and their whole sitation but like the general point is like the cat symbolises the death that follows v as the cat follows them. this puts johnny in an interesting sitation from his catlike nature to how he seems to like and get along with nibbles, he is linked with cats. he is also the parasite that is killing v. he is V's bakeneko. their signal of death. the events start because of his relic, jackie dies for him, and soon does most of the cast from act 1, and a large part of the death from then on is a direct result of them trying to solve the relic and johnny's whole presence is a signal for hey v ur fucking dying. he is death for them. the bakeneko.

makes me wonder if his catlike attributes were intentionally done cause that boy aint right or we just accidently walked on a really thematic fitting landmind

Spoilers within, again, also leave my sleeping schedule alone, I do not function. Additionally, I have a lot to say about Nibbles, omens, cats, and pets then how they all relate back to Johnny so congrats on opening a flood gate my friend!

think the thematic thing with Johnny and cats and the bakeneko has to 1000000 percent be intentional, because he even sees a cat when Alt is kidnapped. And that goes back to Cyberpunk Red. Like that was used and utilized and then became such a large part of the story.

Johnny is clearly meant to be a bakeneko; he’s actively next to the cat in that conversation, leaves when it does, see the same cat before Alt’s death, and is again the visual representation of what is happening to V. He is the symbol of their death, whether he wants to be or not.

I think it’s also interesting to note, the Bakeneko, which is described as an omen of death and misfortune isn’t the only way we see cats used thematically within the game. Albeit, this way is more subtle and perhaps intentionally so. We also see the maneki-neko; the lucky cat statues are everywhere in game. In V’s apartment, Misty’s shop, Vik’s clinic. Everyyyyyywhereeeeee.

So, we see two mythological cats from Japanese culture. One brings misfortune and one brings good luck. And Johnny exemplifies both.

Johnny is a visual representation of all that is destroying V. His mere existence and presence a constant reminder that their death is around the corner. An ever present omen that V’s clock is ticking. He also often pops up to have a comment just before massive relic malfunctions and disasters. The end of every main game quest is punctuated with a relic malfunction and a lecture from Johnny.

But without the chip and by extension Johnny, V would already be dead. If the chip hadn’t been the exact right place to be damaged and activated by the gunshot; it would have killed V right then and there. And while this wasn’t an active choice on Johnny’s part, he is the visual representation of the chip. Even then, he later does make an active choice to save V’s life. When V is hit with the worst malfunction yet; Johnny grabs them, “you aren’t dying yet, I got you” and he takes them to safety. He refuses to watch V seize and die in a puddle of their own sick in the middle of nowhere (for me it’s always at the sunset hotel, idk if this changes based on the order you do the events tho) So, he takes control, he eases their pain and takes them somewhere safe, somewhere that means something to him, and swears to die for them.

Luck both good and bad. Fortune and misfortune. A sign of better days and an omen of death. A maneki-neko and a bakeneko. The time bomb in V’s head and the guy who saved their life. He is both.

Now, stepping away from the mythological aspects. Lets talk about Nibbles the cat, Johnny, and pets within Cyberpunk 2077. Animals and by extension pets are considered a luxury in Night City. They’re taxed to fuck and back, generally only the wealthy can have them. Its also often brought up that real friends and family who stick by you are very difficult to come by. V becomes through Nibbles one of the rare people to have a pet. One of the other people who had a pet is, Barry their neighbor.

Barry and his mission is one of the first you can unlock and see in the game. He’s V’s downstairs neighbor and his story is played out so fucking similarly to V’s. Barry lost his best friend, he’s quit his job because he can’t handle the weight of the NCPD’s corruption, and he’s thinking of taking his own life. V has lost Jackie, its stated in game they get less work than usual because of Konpeki (cant be put on a crew), and very early on can say to Misty “be better off putting in my head”.

But for Barry that friend ends up being a pet tortoise. And its clear what that tortoise represents; a constant companion, a safe place, and a comfort. Something Barry couldn’t find among his peers until later on when they learn just how much he’s been hurting. And this is treated as such a tragedy, that he only has a pet to turn to.

And so V gets a cat, because they too are fucking hurting and having a little meowing bundle of skin running around their apartment helps. Something to come home to, something to make that apartment a little less empty, a little more alive.

So, how does this particular aspect of Nibbles/cats/pets relate to Johnny, I hear you wondering (as well as wondering when Im going to shut up). Well, we know Johnny is linked symbolically with cats and thats the choice of pet for V. And we knows pets have been likened to support without judgement; a companion who you can tell everything too and they won’t abandon you.

And while Johnny has heaps of judgment and is a dick. He is V’s only constant companion. I know a good junk of people don’t like him or his commentary; but imagine V’s life without Johnny in it through the game events. Imagine how lonely they’d be.

Johnny is the only one who knows everything and is there with V from the start to the final moments in Mikoshi.

Vik and Misty know, but they’re no edgerunners, they have no idea everything V is doing out there. Part of why as much as I do love Vik, his frustration with V hurts so much in the end because he talks like V hasn’t done anything to save themselves. Because, Vik doesn’t know what V’s been doing this whole time.

Each part of the main quests in Act 2 are linked to an NPC; Judy, Panam, and Takemura. And not one of them know or are there throughout the entirety of V’s journey. Judy doesn’t get told the full details of what’s happening until later in and stops helping V one Evelyn is saved. Panam doesn’t learn the full details or anything really about the chip until much later. And her quests become her own personal journey once V finds Hellman. And then depending on V’s choices, Panam can come in to help at the end. Takemura knows V is dying and is there to help with the parade and then he’s gone; either dead or in hiding. He refers to anything that doesn’t involve him as V’s shady dealings and leaves it at that. He’s there to interrogate Hellman but he doesn’t know all V did to find him. None of them know everything, none of them have been there the whole time. And that’s not a condemnation of them, I do not expect them to drop everything to be glued to V’s side 24/7 but, I can’t fucking imagine how alone V feels.

River has no involvement in any main quests and only finds out anything if V chooses to romance him. Kerry knows what Johnny told him and depending on the ending may even leave V. Again, wanna be clear, that isn’t a condemnation on his character. I understand why he does this and i understand his hurt and how it led him to that.

But this is about how truly fucking alone V is in all of this. Not a single person there start to finish, not a single person knowing all that they have suffered, all that they have been through and are going through.

Except Johnny. He tells V in the oil fields, closest to him by far, there 24/7, yet they don’t seem to hate him. And he’s that for V too; there the entire way, their demon never leaving. Johnny knows everything happening; because he’s part of what’s happening. He’s been there through every struggle, every step, every slap in the face as V’s tried to save themselves. Has felt their pain as they lose themselves, has known the people who’ve had to die for them to get this far, as felt their heart break when all they found was betrayal by the Voodoo Boys, Ai Alt asking how V’s life is her problem, getting recommended a hospice by Hellman.

And as dickish as he is, his comments help. V always has someone there, as much as he sucks. He always has something stupid or naggy to say to help keep some of that weight off their shoulders. Imagine if they didn’t even have that. If Johnny never talked to them, never showed his face.

A constant companion, like a supportive pet cat except he can talk and did a lot of meth.

And this is a sidenote that has nothing to do with cats specifically, but that through Samurai music this isn’t the first time Johnny could be compared to an omen. Its no secret that the music was largely created around the game and as such, many of his songs have direct parallels and messages related to the game. Never Fade Away while in universe written in regards to Alt’s death also has so much in common with his journey with V. This brings me to the song Black Dog.

“Black Dog inside my head, guiding me until the end.”

Black Dogs are figures in Irish Mythology who much like bakeneko’s are talked about in game; are omens of death and misfortune. I just find it interesting I suppose, like Johnny is either a dirty alley cat or a big mangy dog, but either way he’s here cause someones about to die.

Okay this is well over a thousand words, Imma shut up now. This is probably a mess, but anyone here for coherency is in the wrong place.

#cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk 2077 spoilers #johnny silverhand #silverv #tender-wounds

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myheroacademiashorts · 4 years

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Hold Me Closer

Hiii it’s been a while, guys! Lots of crazy things happening rn, and I hope everyone is inside and at home, safe and sound. Im putting all of my requests on hold just to write this piece for the lovely @bakugou-katsukisgf, who has been feeling kinda down lately. @bakugou-katsukisgf, if you’re reading this, just know that I’ve always loved your work, and never apologize for how you’re feeling! I hope this makes you feel a little bit better. <3

-Jody

Prompt: found here ; Bakugou knows you’ve had a bad day, and despite his infamous explosive attitude, he wants to make sure you know he’ll always be there for you.

Pairing: Reader x Bakugou Katsuki

Words: 2,880

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You felt like crap.

You stepped into your dorm room and fell face-first into your bedsheets with a groan, backpack dropping to the ground with arms stiff at your sides as you allowed yourself to just... lay there. You’d had bad days before, sure, but today was just exceptionally terrible. It had started off with you spilling hot tea on yourself during breakfast, successfully staining your school uniform when you were already late for class. It continued to fall downhill from there, up to the point where you ended up staying after school to escape your friend’s questioning over your quiet state, camping out in the corner of the library until the sun began to disappear. Just the memories of the day caused your eyes to prick with tears.

You only lifted your head up from your mattress a few moments later, when your air supply had begun to dwindle, just in time to hear a rough knock on your door. Another groan escaped your lips, and you closed your eyes to pull yourself together. Then you stood, plastering on a smile as you made your way to the closed door. Before opening it, you swiped your hand under your eyes, wiping away any stray tears that had managed to escape down your cheeks. You yanked open the door, mask still in place as you found yourself gazing straight into a pair of familiar ruby eyes.

“Katsuki! What’s up?” Your voice was full of false cheer, and while most would’ve fallen for the act, your boyfriend’s brows furrowed. His attention swept over you quickly but carefully, taking in your stained and wrinkled uniform to your reddened eyes and tensed shoulders. He pursed his lips.

He held out a hand for you to take, while the other burrowed itself into his pant pocket. “C’mon.” He said, voice low and gruff as he glanced away from you. You hesitated before ghosting your fingers over his, and you didn’t get a second chance to think about your decision as he grasped your hand and yanked you down the hallways and away from your bedroom, making sure your door closed before doing so. He held your hand tightly, not sparring a look over his shoulder to ensure you were still following close behind as he led you up a flight of stairs and to his bedroom. Your heart tightened, and nervously you gulped.

He shoved his door open with his free hand, pulling you inside and shutting it behind the two of you. He seemed awkward at first, freezing by the closed door as he looked at you with cheeks dusted pink. He was lucky you were patient, and you stared back at him with tired eyes and a blank expression. After a silent moment, he moved to his closet, facing away from you as he rummaged through its contents with a grumble. He was in his workout clothes, a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top, and a stain of sweat was still fresh on his back. You clasped your hands together, averting your eyes and instead staring down at your chipped nail polish with a grimace. You weren’t sure what he was doing, but you knew you weren’t ready to talk about your feelings from the day. Not yet, at least.

You didn’t hear him turn around and approach you, not until he gently grasped your chin in one hand to force your attention back to him. Your eyes had lingering tears, unshed but present nonetheless, and he sighed before taking your hand in his once more. He didn’t speak this time, but you easily noticed the towels and extra clothes that were tucked under his free arm.

He led you right where you assumed he would, to the showers on the first floor. The two of you stayed quiet for the entire time, not even trying to start a conversation. At the time, you preferred the silence versus any questioning, and your grip on Katsuki’s hand tightened slightly. It earned you a soft squeeze in return, and you noticed Katsuki’s hand was just a little sweaty.

He took both of you into the men’s shower room, turning the lock until it released a satisfying click before moving further into the room. The first thing he did was walk to the first shower and switched on the water, the noise being the only thing within the room. Other than that, it was quiet, meaning the two of you were the only ones in the shower room, and he set the spare clothes and towels on a nearby bench before finally turning his attention to you once more. “We’re taking a shower.” He didn’t leave room for argument, and he stepped forward to loop his arms around you to reach for the clasp of your skirt, easily unclipping the small hook before pulling the zipper down. He smelled faintly of burnt caramel, a scent you had gotten familiar with since dating the hot-headed boy, and you inhaled it softly. It calmed you, as if he were your own personal relaxation candle.

You let him undress you, hands abnormally gentle like before as he slowly discarded your clothes, leaving them in a rumpled pile on the floor. He let his hands drift and linger on your bare back, caressing the skin before unclipping your bra and letting it hit the floor. He pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek; not sexual, but instead full of a very un-Bakugou-like softness as he pulled himself away, allowing you to strip yourself of your remaining underwear and socks. While you finished undressing, he started on himself, moving more quickly than how he treated you as he left his clothes in the same heap as your dirty ones. The shower room was similar to the locker rooms used before and after training, except the curtains were replaced with hazy glass doors and the lockers were a quarter of the size; just large enough to hold the essentials of a bath. You watched Katsuki pull out a few bottles from his locker, shampoo and conditioner being a part of them, before leading you to the now-heated shower.

He moved to let you enter first, and you stepped into the welcoming hot water with a grateful sigh. Immediately your shoulders dropped, and you let the water stream down your spine as you stared at the spot just underneath the showerhead. You heard Katsuki follow close behind, closing the door quietly before coming up closer behind you; close enough that you thought you could feel the heat radiating from his body. His hands glided over your arms, still keeping silent as he let you have a moment, before his voice finally broke through. “Turn around.” Despite being alone, his voice was hushed, and now that you’d had some time to gather yourself and your thoughts, you turned to face your boyfriend. His hands left your skin, one of them moving instead to your face to gently caress your cheek. His eyes were unusually soft, lips still pressed into a tight line as he scanned your face. “I have your favorite shampoo. The one that smells like coconut and shit.”

At that comment, you finally allowed a real smile to bloom on your lips for the first time that day. It was small and weak, but still there. “Aw, aren’t you a sweetie?” You teased, and a darker blush covered the blonde’s cheeks as he glanced away, dropping his hand to his side. Already, you were beginning to feel better, and you moved to grab the body wash from the shelf Katsuki had set it on. “And my body wash, too? Didn’t know you liked smelling like blueberries, babe.”

“Shut it, idiot!” The familiar snarl made your grin only widen further, and you lathered the gel in your hands before swiping them across his chest. “Hey! Cut that shit out!” He yelled, but a mischievous spark glinted in his eyes, showing you his anger was fake. The smell of blueberries and vanilla flooded your sense, and soon the two of you were chatting comfortably, little tidbit comments being thrown back to one another as you cleaned yourself. “Let me wash your hair.” Bakugou interrupted when he saw the familiar bottle in your hand, and you hesitated before handing it to him. He seemed serious to do it, even making sure that there was enough of the shampoo in his hand before barking at you to turn around. He had never offered to wash your hair before, although the two of you showered together often enough. The feeling of his fingers massaging your scalp nearly made you moan, but you bit down the sound and instead leaned further into his touch, humming gently as he worked the shampoo into your (H/C) locks. He rinsed it out, as well, and repeated a similar process with the conditioner, pinching your cheek and playfully biting your shoulder just to hear your shrill giggles instead of the silence. He loved your laugh, not that he had the courage to say it to your face; fighting villains was one thing, but you were an entirely different kind of monster.

By the time you two had escaped from the shower, your spirits had been dramatically lifted. You dried yourself with the plush towel your boyfriend had brought for you, allowing your eyes to drink up the hard cut of his jaw down to his chiseled abdomen before yanking on the clothes he had brought; a pair of his own sweatpants and a black t-shirt with a skull adorning the front of it. He had grabbed himself a second pair of shorts, not easily as chilled as you, and a white shirt that clung appreciatively to his body.

You practically skipped back to his bedroom, momentarily forgetting about your horrible day as Katsuki followed close behind, dirty clothes already tossed inside of a laundry machine before the two of you made your way back upstairs. You couldn’t see it, but your boyfriend held a grin on his lips as he watched you joyfully bounce back to his room, eyes full of a light that had been missing for most of the day. He wanted to ask you about it, about the blankness of your face during school, but he kept his lips shut. He knew you’d tell him when you were ready. He could wait until then... Maybe. But patience was never one of his strong suits, unfortunately.

You bounded into his bedroom first, immediately diving into his sheets and snuggling into them. They smelled like Katsuki, a mix of caramel and the musk of a boy that made your head just a little dizzy. You loved it, and buried your face further into the bed to inhale it with a blinding grin. Meanwhile, Katsuki shut the door, leaning against it as he watched you cuddle into his sheets like a puppy laying on the bed for the first time. He couldn’t help but smile, and pushed himself off of the door to sit next to you, leaning his chin in the palm of his hand. “Hey, dumbass, you plan to take up the whole bed or what?”

“Why not? You can sleep on the floor, can’t you?”

He snorted, and unexpectedly stood up to instead wrap his arms around your waist and hoist you from the bed. You squealed, the movement unexpected, but the sound quickly dissolved into giggles as he took your spot instead, leaning on his back and turning you around so you laid on top of him. “There. Much better.” He said in a rough voice, and you snuggled into his neck, pressing a kiss to the tender flesh that hid there. He shivered at the feelings, arms tightening around you, and responded by placing a peck to your still-wet hair. “Alright, let me up. I’ve gotta piss.” You nipped at his shoulder lightly before moving off of him, rolling to the other side and watching as he made his way to the bathroom.

It wasn’t until he shut the door that you found yourself alone once more, and the thoughts and bad factors of earlier came rushing back to you. You frowned. No, you thought to yourself, hands tightening into fists. Stop it. Just enjoy the moment now, dummy. Your argument with yourself was short-lived, and Katsuki quickly joined you back on the bed. A plastic bag was in his hand, and you stared at it in confusion before saying the first thing that popped into your head, which was: “Holy hell, you can pee out snacks?”

A booming, unexpected laugh escaped from Bakugou, and he thrusted the bag into your lap. “No, dumbass. Had to hide them for you. Here.” The bag was full of your favorites, from chocolate candy to chips and frowned-upon sodas that Katsuki always complained about. Your smile was a bit more uneasy, but still present. You knew comfort food when you saw it. “Thanks, blasty.” You said, squeezing his cheek with one hand, which he swatted away with a mere grumble.

He grabbed his television remote, directing it to the blank screen that sat across from his bed. “You like Disney movies, right? With the frilly dresses and talking shit?” He seemed to be talking to himself versus you, and you let him mumble to himself more as he fiddled with the controller, until the familiar golden letters of Beauty and the Beast flashed across the TV screen. Your heart warmed, because this was your favorite movie since it had come out in 2017, and just the fact that Katuski had remembered that fact made you want to smother him in loving kisses. Jeez, this boy really knew how to make a girl feel better.

He forced you to scoot over, propping the two of you upright with the many pillows you liked to hide in his room for yourself. He tucked you beside him, arm hanging around your waist and a blanket draped over your bodies as he stared at the screen, watching as Emma Watson danced across the town. While you might’ve liked the movie, Katsuki couldn’t say he was as big of a fan. He did like the beast though, even if he did get kind of mushy towards the end.

The movie played for some time, and finally you tugged at the bottom of his shirt to gain his attention. “Hey... I’m sorry with how I was today. It was just a really shitty day, and-” You cut yourself off, taking in a deep breath as unexpected tears began to form. You thought you had been done with crying, but apparently not. “Wh-what I mean to say is-”

This time, it was your boyfriend who stopped your words, placing a hand over your mouth with his eyes fixated into a natural glare. “Don’t do that shit.” He started, and used his free hand to pause the movie before continuing. “Don’t ever apologize to me about how you’re feeling, alright? Talk to me about it, but you don’t need to apologize for being sad, baka.” You knew he said the name lovingly, not as an insult, and smiled despite the unshed tears. “You got that?” You nodded your head, and he grunted. “Alright. Good.” He finally removed his hand, instead using it to wipe at a stray tear that had escaped from the corner of your eye. “Hey, don’t cry, dumbass. C’mere.”

He opened his arms wider, accepting you as you fell face-first into his chest as the tears flowed more freely. His arms automatically tightened around your smaller frame, and you fit snugly in between his thighs like you were meant to be there. He didn’t speak, instead resorting to gently rubbing his calloused hands over your back until your cries had subsided into quiet sniffles. “Sorry for causing you an idiot. I didn’t know it was going to make you cry.” It was Katsuki’s own way of teasing, and while it wasn’t very funny, you smiled nonetheless.

“I love you.” You sighed, cuddling further into his brace. He didn’t stiffen up like the first time you had said the three words, instead tightening his hold on you and tilting your head up to his. His lips found yours, soft and warm, and he pulled away more quickly than you would’ve liked. “I love you too, idiot. And even though you’re a dumbass, you’re my dumbass. Don’t you forget it.” You giggled, wiggling enough to reach your arms up and around his neck, lifting yourself up his body and pressing for a longer kiss, one that sent tingles throughout your body.

“Thank you, by the way. For everything.” You didn’t miss the way his ears reddened, or how he averted his gaze from your own as the blush spread to his cheeks. “Any time, babe. Just talk to me next time you feel like shit, okay?” You nodded, moving from on top of him to take back your original spot at his side, and grabbing the unopened bag of candy that sat scattered beside you.

“Alright, are you going to play the movie again? This is, like, the best part.”

“Depends. Are you gonna give me one of those Kit Kats, or what?”

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Uma huffed, lifting a heap of trays in her arms, grunting from exertion as she carried them back to the kitchen. She rolled her eyes as she passed by the tv, the “royal cotillion” planners were on screen again.

It was unfair, they were born lucky with all the clothes and food they waned, while the people of the isle were lucky to be born, scrounging for scraps of food and sewing Auradons scrapes of clothes together to just wear something at night.

She tossed the trays into the sink, wiping her hands on her apron. “go ahead and get some sleep Uma, ill clean up” cook offered, gently pushing Uma out of the kitchen.

“you sure I can-“ cook shook her head, shoving her out and closing the kitchen door.

“im sure, tomorrow is your only day off, so get your rest” Uma nodded, undoing her apron and tossing it on her chair.

“Alright, see you Monday”

“see ya”

Uma’s eyes caught the tv again, the 2nd daughter of Aurora on screen again, Uma’s eye twitched at the bright and oh so happy princess.

“shes probably spoiled rotten without care for anyone else” Uma muttered, hitting the power button and shutting the tv off. “when I get out of here, they'll be the ones serving gruel.

Harry twitched in his sleep, kicking his blanket off. He was surrounded by blankets and blankets of green plants “grass” he thinks its called.

A soft bell-like laugh came from beside him, he whipped his head around, spotting the girl he had been meeting in his dreams since he was 15.

“hi~” she chimed, flattening out her sundress and smiling at him.

“hey,” he sighed, laying back on the grass he couldn’t feel “hows yer day been lass?”

“stressful, I've been planning for --muffled-- for the last two months,” she sighed, making harry frown.

“that sucks” he muttered, reaching out and playing with a loose thread on her denim jacket “didn’t yeh say yer friends helpin’ yeh?”

“Yeah but she's busy with the other half and im helping --muffled-- with making outfits for the event and --muffled-- keeps bothering me about my sister and it's just a lot” she sighed again and looks down at him smiling, the light obscuring her face other than her lips. “so how have you been?”

“ugh” harry groaned, rubbing his face “bad, my dad’s been havin’ me work double shifts an’ all that’s on tv now is that cotillion trash”

He knew the girl couldn’t hear exactly what he said, as for some reason, anything that could allude to something that could find the other was muffled.

All they knew about each other was their age, gender, and favorite color. Yet the bond was growing between them every visit.

It had started back when Harry turned 15, one night waking up to a girl in a soft blue dress staring bewildered at him, her lips conveying her surprise.

“Who are you?” they had both asked.

At first, they thought the other was just a figment of their imagination, but soon they had figured out the other was real, that somehow they were connected and were able to talk to each other in their dreams once a week.

He knows that the girl was his age, was female (obviously), and her favorite color was lilac, “the perfect mix of pink and blue!” she had said. She also liked strawberry chocolate crepes and drawing.

They talked for a couple more minutes, the girl looking up as the world started to become even brighter around them. “oh, I guess its morning already huh?” she muttered, looking back down at him and smiling “see you next week?”

“See yeh next week” harry murmured back, saluting her goodbye as they woke up.

You blearily looked at your alarm clock, yawning as you sat up and clumsily hit the off button. “I still wish I knew your name” you muttered to yourself, smiling as you remembered he boy with fluffy black hair and a nice long red coat fit for a captain.

When the dreams of the boy first appeared, you confided in your mother, who had told you the same thing had happened with your father and her, dream walking, she had said.

As you got older she explained in more detail of what you could do when the fairy had blessed her at her christening, they had also given her the ability to find her true love in her dreams.

Where she had “met” your father Phillip.

Audrey was born without it apparently, pouting whenever you would gush about the boy to your parents. She never teased you about it though, being with Ben at the time.

Your cousin Ariana had been merciless about it, saying how as soon as he would see you he would run for the hills in terror, and how she would get him instead.

The boy had told you to punch her when she teased you about him again, you did, and you were grounded until you told them about her teasing.

Ariana was grounded for two months after that and had ceased in her cruel acts.

All you know about the boy was he was your age, his favorite color was red, and he loved the sea and octopuses.

You glanced at the clock one more time and sighed, finally getting out of bed and grabbing some clothes and a towel, getting ready for the day.

An hour and a half later you were all ready, tying your laces and making sure your new pink leather glove was on completely.

Your phone beeped and you quickly picked it up, seeing a text message from Ben

-hey, I need your help with some stuff after school, meet me in my office okay?-

-kay- you typed back, stuffing your phone in your pocket and tossing your Bluetooth earbuds around your neck.

Tossing your bookbag over your shoulder you walked out of your dorm and headed to the cafeteria for breakfast with Jane, Mal, and Evie.

“Hey (y/n)!” you perked up, smiling at Jane as she waved you over, picking up the last (fav fruit) you picked up your tray and quickly walked over to the table, setting your tray next to Janes and greeting the two vks.

Mal hummed numbly as she poked at her food, zoning out staring at the isle. “Mal you good?” you tilted your head, Mal jumped, looking at you surprised.

“huh!? Oh uh, yeah! Im good, perfectly good-good” she popped a strawberry in her mouth, sending a strained smile at you.

You raised your brow suspiciously but looked away as Jane started to talk about cotillion plans.

You suddenly got a text from Audrey

-hey, any new things with your dream boy-

You smiled, Audrey may be the classic mean girl to many people, but she was your sister through and through, you both knew the pressure of your grandmother and had become closer through that

-kinda, hes been stressed cuz his dads making him work double and something on tv is bugging him-

-cool, any clues?-

-no, nothing much other than hearing more pirate stuff-

-lol, with how much he talks about pirates you'd think hes from the isle-

-would you have a problem with it?-

-(nickname) there’s a difference between your true love being from the isle and someone spelling someone for the wand-

You shook your head, smiling at her “approval” of the boy who might be from the isle.

-yeah yeah I know, I gotta go, ttyl-

-ttyl <3-

You put your phone in your pocket as the bell rang, shoving the last bite of your breakfast your mouth and picking up your orange juice box.

“see you guys later!” the girls waved you goodbye as they raced to their own classes.

You glanced at your watch, 5 minutes before your class started, history of huntsman and pirates, your favorite class, ever since dream boy started to talk about them all the time.

Harry sighed, leaning against the counter at his dad's fishing shop, tapping his hook on the counter as nothing happened around him.

His mind drifted off to the dream girl, she had explained simply that she could dream walk, and had somehow connected their minds during sleep.

It was a pretty easy to believe explanation, ya know since they lived in a world filled with magic n stuff, so Harry had no reason to say she was lying.

“boy! You better not be slackin’ off!” harry jerked, scratching the counter as his father suddenly yelled.

“im not!” he yelled back, pouting as he leaned back in his chair.

He couldn’t wait to get out of here and sail the seas, free as a bird.

--end of part 2--

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Chapter 3 - Earth and the Lost Soul

The Butterfly Who Lost Her Wings

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Summary: Marco returns to Earth and sets out to right a wrong.

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A rift in space opened up in the Diaz family’s living room. Marco emerged from it a second later, dimensional scissors in hand. He was exactly where he had intended to land, in the middle of his living room. But only when the portal had disappeared did he realize that he hadn’t fully thought that decision through.

His mother, Angie, immediately noticed his arrival from her standing place in the kitchen. “Marco, you’re home!”

A cold wave of dread washed over him as he caught sight of his mother’s unknowing smile. She threw her arms around him in a hug, but he was completely lost in his thoughts, dismayed by his realization. I’m going to have to be the one to break the news to everyone in Echo Creek…

“Welcome home.”

“Hi, mom.” Marco tried to politely excuse himself to his room, but Angie wasn’t about to let him go so easily.

“Did you get everything figured out with Star?” she asked, letting up on her grasp. “I know she didn’t leave on the best terms.”

He turned around slowly, opting to stare at the wall behind her instead of making eye contact. “Actually… can we talk about it later? I’m really tired.”

Unfortunately, Angie was smarter than that. “Is everything alright?”

“I’m tired,” he repeated. “I’m really, really tired.”

“Marco?” She could only repeat her son’s name as he turned his back and ascended the stairs without responding further. “Marco!”

He shut his bedroom door behind him, trying to listen through the door. When he was certain that his mother hadn’t followed him in an effort to demand answers, he slid down the wall to a seated position on the floor and sighed heavily, his exhaustion finally starting to catch up with him.

His phone in is pocket was being bombarded by incoming messages, now that he’d returned to a place with cell service. He remained there on the floor for several moments before he was able to convince himself to look through his notifications. There were a lot of unread messages from his friends, mostly Jackie. As he was attempting to read through them, he was bombarded by several new texts from Janna.

Janna: yo diaz

are u home yet?

u better answer me

Because of course Janna somehow knew that he was back on Earth. He supposed it really wasn’t all that surprising, once he thought about it. I’m not sure if I’m in the right headspace to put up with this right now…

Marco: Yeah I am, how did you know that?

Janna: not important

ur gf has been harassing me bc u werent responding

next time maybe give some notice before u disappear?

Guilt flooded over him. She had every right to be upset with him, as far as he was concerned. Everyone did. He was the one who left without notice, and aside from a parting message to Jackie—apparently she had still tried to contact him anyways—no one else in his immediate friend group had known where he was.

Marco: I’m really sorry

I didn’t mean to be gone as long as I was

Janna: save your sorries for your gf dude

u cant just disappear for a week w/o warning and pretend nothings changed. shes got every right to be mad if she is

i kinda do too, lucky for u im not the grudge holding type

did star come back with u or is she like staying on mewni or whatever

Marco collapsed backwards onto his bed, defeated. His phone fell out of his hand, currently of little concern to him, now that he was so lost in his thoughts. There’s just no escaping this, is there? Everything had always been about Star, and everything still was about Star. Just as suddenly as she had crashed into his life, she was gone, and there wasn’t a thing he could do about it. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, about how the last thing she’d thought to do before disappearing in that explosion was to apologize.

A piece of his world had went with her, and he couldn’t help but feel that he was somehow responsible. There had to have been warning signs, right? Should he have done something differently, or done something sooner? “I hate this,” he murmured aloud, burying his face in his hands. “I hate this…”

Star probably hates this, too, he admitted inwardly. She always did everything in her power to be a positive force in people’s lives. The last thing she’d want is for everyone who cared about her to be moping around. I really hope she knew what she was getting herself into…

He finally spared another glance at his phone.

Janna: ???

Marco: Sorry

I don’t know if I want to talk about it right now, if that’s ok

Janna: yeah sure

if things are awkward between u two now thats ur business, not mine

jackie isnt mad at you fr that btw

Marco: For what?

Janna: uh

at the party?

Oh, right, Marco grimaced. Just before she left for Mewni—and subsequently vanished—Star had confessed her feelings for him in front of everyone at their end-of-the-school-year celebration. Even now, he still couldn’t help but hold some resentment towards her for how hasty that decision of hers had been, especially when she knew he was dating Jackie.

It was almost like she knew that was the last time she’d ever see him, and that her true feelings had been a weight on her chest that she could no longer bear to keep bottled up.

And yet, at the same time, his resentment felt unfair. He had no way of knowing when these feelings of hers had actually emerged, but Star never stopped trying to help him get Jackie’s attention. Even once they were finally dating, Star still went out of her way to include both of them in her lives however she could. As much heartache as it likely caused her, she must have valued their friendship over everything else, if she was able to force herself to put up with it for such a long time.

Conflicted feelings about Star aside, he still had overwhelmingly negative memories associated with that party. He preferred to forget about it where possible.

Marco: Gee, thanks for that, Janna

I’d almost forced that party out of my recent memory, but now it’s back.

Janna: sorry lol

Marco: Why would Jackie be mad at me about that? Star having feelings for me doesn’t change anything

Just wondering why you think that

Janna: i dont, im just repeating what she told me

and she told me she wasnt mad at u, sooo

i dont think shes mad at all tbh? that was a week ago anyways

go talk to her urself dude, im no therapist

Marco: Alright

Thanks, Janna

Janna: no prob

Though he did feel a bit guilty for withholding the truth of the situation from Janna, he swore to himself that he’d be honest about what really happened as soon as he felt able to. Janna was a mixed bag, and even though they were friends—at least, I think we’re friends?—he had no idea how she was going to take the information. He wanted to give himself time to come to terms with it all before trying to explain it to his and Star’s friends.

He had some things he needed to take care of, first. There was someone that he needed to apologize to, more than anything. Hopefully she was home.

His door creaked open, and he slowly made his way back down the staircase. His mother looked up from the book she was reading on the couch, her eyes lighting up with concern. “Marco?”

“I’m gonna go see Jackie,” he said quietly.

“Okay…that’s okay.” Angie stood up and crossed the room to stand in front of him cautiously. “Just… if you need to talk, I’m here for you, sweetie.” She extended her arms in an offering for a hug.

“I know.” He accepted her gesture and rested his head on her shoulder. “I just need to talk to her first.”

He headed out to the garage. It didn’t take long for him to wheel his bike out of the garage and suit up. He never really felt like taking his bike out was all that notable. Nothing would compare to when he tried to teach Star a couple months back, but she—

No, stop it, he told himself, shaking his head as if it would help unscramble his thoughts in any way. Stop thinking about her.

He was sure that the last thing Jackie needed was for him to suddenly show up on her doorstep in tears, especially when he had already done such a terrible job of communicating with her during his impromptu trip to Mewni. His only message to her about the entire situation had been incredibly brief.

Marco: I’m going to Mewni to make sure Star is okay. It sounds like something bad is about to go down there. I’ll be back soon, I promise. Love you

If he could go back in time a week, he would have done a better job of explaining himself. But it’s too late to worry about it now. I just need to focus on the present.

Once he’d shut the garage behind him, he headed off in the direction of Jackie’s house. His gaze rarely lifted from the street, and he couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact with any neighbors that he passed, out of fear of encountering someone who’d ask questions or demand answers.

It almost felt like some of the color in his life had been leeched away. The only thing that didn’t look any more faded to him was the moon, which was painted a vibrant and shadowy red, slowly climbing its way out of the magenta-colored morning sky—wait, what?

Marco rubbed his eyes fervently in an effort to snap himself out of it, but it didn’t work. No, his fears were completely correct, and he found himself staring up at the Blood Moon, hovering behind the clouds. It wouldn’t be visible for much longer before it sank behind the trees, but the fact of the matter was that it was here. It was still here, lingering in the background like a silent menace. A shudder ran up his spine as he watched it, unable to look away.

The front wheel of his bike suddenly collided forcefully with the curb, threatening to launch him over the handlebars. Miraculously, he managed to plant a foot on the ground to prevent himself from landing in a heap. He let out a trembling exhale as he stared up at it with an intense gaze.

Okay. Why it’s here isn’t important. You’re here to see Jackie, he repeated in his mind, over and over in the hopes that it would stick. She’s worried about you. You haven’t spoken to her in a week. You need to apologize.

With one last fleeting glance at the moon, he backed his bike away from the curb and continued down the road towards Jackie’s house.

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“King River has returned.”

Moon’s gaze snapped up from the book on dimensional travel she had been scouring through. Even if she had publicly said that returning Star wasn’t first on her list of priorities, that didn’t mean that she was about to drop all of her efforts. As she viewed it, her status as as queen was an entirely different person from herself. Queen Butterfly was the one who would look after the kingdom, and Moon was going to find a way to contact her daughter. But hearing the news of her husband’s return reminded her that this situation was far too great in scale to look at it in such a black and white way.

“Is he alright?” she demanded, standing up.

The guard nodded. “He appears to be, yes.”

Moon let out a breath that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding in. “Thank goodness…”

She left her notes behind and quickly followed after the guard. It was a slightly unusual scene that she walked into, as there were several large eagles perched around the foyer. But her husband was there, too, and that was all that mattered to her in that moment.

“Moon-pie!” he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her. Their common formalities were forgotten as both of them rushed towards each other and met with a tight hug in the center of the room. “I’m so glad that you’ve returned safely.”

“And I you,” Moon murmured, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I didn’t know how much more of this I could take...”

He pulled back from the hug to hold her hands instead. “You know, you really had me worried, leaving so suddenly!”

“I’m so sorry,” she apologized.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, because I do! But if you and Star had to leave so quickly, it must have been serious...”

She’d sworn to herself that she wouldn’t cry, but her composure was betraying her. “I’m so sorry,” she repeated, her voice choking up on the last syllable.

River frowned in concern. “Did something happen?”

“I-I tried— but I didn’t— Star, s-she— I couldn’t...” River brought a hand up to cup her cheek, and she met his gaze with sad, watery eyes.

“Moon-pie?”

She lurched forwards and buried her face in his shoulder, holding him close as tears began to flow freely.

The few knights that were left in the room lowered their heads and excused themselves from the room, granting them both some privacy.

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After a very brief internal pep talk, Marco was finally able to convince himself to knock on Jackie’s door. As anxious as he was to see her, he tried to focus on the floor as he waited, in the hopes of not overthinking anything.

When the door finally opened and he was face to face with her for the first time in an incredibly long week, he felt a grin take shape on his face. “Hey, Jackie—“

“Marco!” She darted forwards and caught him in a tight hug. “God, I was so worried about you, doofus!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m the worst.”

“No you’re not,“ she argued, holding him tighter. “I saw your message… but I sort of hoped you brought your phone anyways, just in case.”

“I can’t exactly get cell service on Mewni. Earth phones don’t work there,” he reminded her, chuckling halfheartedly. She laughed too, and it managed to brighten his smile a little. There was something comforting and familiar about hearing her laugh.

“I know! I know, it’s just… you left without much of a warning at all. First Star, and then you… you guys really scared all of us.”

“I’m really sorry. I should’ve talked to you first. I didn’t mean to make you worry so much.”

“It’s okay, Marco. I know you didn’t mean to.”

A beat of silence passed as he tried to think of what to say and she patiently waited. Where do I even start?

“Do you think we can go sit down and talk about everything? It’s… a long story.”

“Yeah, of course!” She nodded and beckoned him through the door. “Come on in.”

He followed her upstairs—after a brief hello to her parents—and took a seat in her desk chair. She sat down criss-crossed on the foot of her bed and looked at him expectantly.

Jackie was the first one that dared to break the temporary pause. Her voice was cautious. “I take it that something bad happened?”

Marco was surprised by her forwardness. “W-what?”

“I can tell you have bad news, Marco. Well, either that, or something exhausting happened. I can see it in your face.”

“Oh, uh... yeah, your first guess was pretty on point.”

Jackie frowned sympathetically. “I may not know much about this Mewni stuff, but hey, I’m probably easier to vent at than a brick wall, right?” She leaned forwards and put her hands in her lap. “So lay it on me.”

“...How much do you want to hear?”

“Tell me as little or as much as you want to. If it’ll help you feel better, I want to hear it.”

But there’s so much that’s happened! “Gosh, where do I start?”

“The beginning, maybe?”

Marco nodded, and, taking a deep breath to try and calm himself, he began his story.

“Well... there’s always been a bunch of monsters from Mewni that kept coming after Star. Their leader was named Ludo. He wanted her wand, but him and his lackeys are pretty incompetent, so they never managed to take it. Not until this guy named Toffee came along.”

“Toffee? That’s a weird name…”

“Yeah, I don’t really understand Mewni’s naming conventions, either,” he laughed. “Maybe it’s a normal name there. I mean, to be fair, most of Star’s family is named after celestial bodies, so it’s probably not that weird.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair.”

“Anyways, Toffee kind of showed up out of nowhere, and we could tell that this was a lot more serious than what we were used to with Ludo.”

“You didn’t ask anyone for help?”

“Star’s not exactly the type to ask her parents for help, so no, we just kind of dealt with it ourselves.”

Jackie pursed her lip. “That sounds like a really bad idea.”

“In hindsight, yeah, definitely. We had no idea who this guy was.” Queen Butterfly made it sound like he’s pretty infamous, he remembered, silently wishing he had asked for more information on Toffee when he had the chance. “He’s the only one who ever managed to take the wand. He kidnapped me, and then he tricked Star into—“

“Excuse me?!” She interrupted, somewhat outraged. “You got— you can’t just gloss over that!”

“But this isn’t about me!” Marco protested. “I’m perfectly fine now, so it’s no big deal.”

“If you’re that calm about literally getting kidnapped, I’m not sure how comfortable I am with you going to Mewni all the time...”

“It’s not a regular thing, I promise!”

“Okay, okay,” she sighed in defeat. “Fine. What happened there? Besides the whole hostage-taking thing.”

“He used me as blackmail to make Star destroy the wand.”

“I thought you said he wanted to take it?”

“That’s what we thought, initially,” Marco admitted. “He had Star use this really weird spell that set it off like a bomb. The whole castle blew up, Toffee included. We thought it killed him, but… well, it obviously didn’t. He came back.”

Jackie furrowed her brow, thinking for several moments. “Not to insult your storytelling or anything, but I’m really lost.”

“Yeah, I’m, uh... kind of skipping over a lot. Sorry.”

“It’s okay... I know there’s a lot to go over, probably.” She glances around her room once before an idea came to her. “Wait! What was up with the night of the school dance? In the graveyard, when that weird little bird dude showed up.”

“That’s Ludo,” Marco explained briefly. “Long story short... when Star tried to destroy the wand, it actually split it in two. Star kept the first half, and Ludo had the other one. That night in particular was when he stole the spellbook from Star.”

“What does that Toffee guy have to do with this?”

Marco tried to recall as much as he could about the days prior to Star’s disappearance, but the fact of the matter was that he hardly knew anything about Toffee’s involvement with the whole situation. There was obviously a lot more to it, far beyond his own knowledge.

“That spell Star used must have put him inside of the wand. For some reason, she used it again, and she got caught in the blast that time...” He took a pause, having a hard time thinking about those that few moments before she disappeared. “Toffee got out. Wherever the spell put him, it put her in his place. I think that might have been his plan all along.”

He was leaving out a lot of the details—he could tell from the slideshow of emotions on Jackie’s face that she knew his explanation wasn’t quite lining up—but frankly, he could hardly make sense of it, either. Even if he had visited Mewni several times now, everything about it and its magic was otherworldly. He couldn’t imagine how crazy it sounded to someone who had never even been there.

It wasn’t that unlike the Neverzone, in that way, though Mewni was certainly a lot less intense. A few things had stuck with him once he left—mostly learned skills, like how to drive a dragoncycle or wield a katana—but all the rest of his memories of that place had faded in a matter of weeks. He supposed it was time shenanigans of some sort, but it was still weird to him that he had acquired these skills when he didn’t remember practicing them at all.

Jackie had remained silent, mulling over his words. In the temporary break in conversation, Marco went on, saying, “Apparently this guy has been involved with Star’s family in the past, but I don’t really know how.”

Finally, she spoke up, offering an idea of her own. “Can’t someone use the same spell, or something? Anything at all?”

Marco shook his head. “I don’t think it’s that simple. The wand seems to be broken for good now, and I think that’s the only way to get to where she is.” He stared at the floor as he was reminded of just how dire this situation was. “She’s trapped in a dimension that no one can get to, and… I can’t tell if that’s worse.”

Jackie immediately dipped her head in understanding, and her sadness was apparent on her face. “Gosh, this really sucks.”

“That’s a heck of an understatement.”

“You were there when this happened? I can’t imagine how hard that was.”

He nodded once, averting his gaze from her when he felt his eyes begin to tear up again. “It should be so easy, but it’s not… everything that could have possibly gone wrong did go wrong.”

Despite his efforts to hide it, Jackie was quick to notice his defensiveness. “Hey... come here.”

He hesitated for several second before finding the energy to move. When he got up, she stood as well and met him halfway in a hug.

“I-if I had known that was the last conversation I was going to get to have with her,” Marco mumbled, his voice never rising above a whisper, “I, I wouldn’t have just let her leave without—“

Wordlessly, Jackie pulled him in tighter, resting her head against his shoulder. “I know,” she murmured. “I’m so sorry.” Marco could tell from her tone of voice that she was upset, even if she wasn’t really showing it in the same way he was.

In that moment, he felt awful for subjecting her to all of it. She and Star knew each other, of course—it was hard for anyone not to be charmed by Star’s infectious personality—but he wasn’t sure if him dumping all of the information on her without warning was a fair way to relay it. I hope she doesn’t feel guilty about what happened.

Nobody should have felt responsible. Not Jackie, not Janna, not Marco. It felt awful to admit it, but Star had been a victim of bad circumstance, and that was all. It wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t supposed to be a mind reader.

A shudder went up his spine. But why do I feel so guilty?

“I’m so glad you’re here, Jackie,” he said, attempting to redirect his thoughts.

“And I’m glad you’re back,” she replied. “I’m so happy that you’re safe.”

At least he didn’t have to wake up for school tomorrow. That was something he didn’t think he could manage.

#star vs the forces of evil #svtfoe #marco diaz #janna ordonia #moon butterfly #river butterfly #motherverse #tbwlhw #immersive

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Hey, Im glad your requestw are open! Congrats for the 700+, you deserve it! I wanted to ask Cora S/O waking up in the middle of the night (in the sub) screaming and crying because she dreamt of Coras death (shes a member of Laws crew, so all of them heard the screams, but Law is already there when they arrive). Law is trying to calm them because its not the first time that happens, but its the first time it hits her so hard. Idk if this makes any sense, sorry-

(I’m not that experienced with angst compared to other genres, so this was a fun challenge to write!)

“Nightmare”

Word Count: 1655

CW: Minor/brief gore

Law knew that you suffered from night terrors and nightmares, and there were nights where he could hear you through the echoey metal walls of the Polar Tang breathing heavily, murmuring, crying out for "Cora" in fear… He suffered from his own nightmares on most nights, but he dealt with it by sleeping as little as possible. He knew it wasn't the healthiest method of coping, but he had too much on his mind with taking down Doflamingo (and then Kaido) to take time out to properly deal with his issues.

Your only roommate in the women's barracks was Ikkaku, and whenever you had a nightmare she would gently try to wake you before asking if she needed to get Law. You were usually able to recover with Ikkaku consoling you for a few minutes, and over time the two of you had become close friends as a result. You opened up to her a bit about your past with Law and your relationship with Corazon but even though Ikkaku was a dear friend, the only one who could really understand your nightmares was Law. A small part of you felt embarrassed about having to ask the former child you and Cora took care of for help, especially for something as childish as a nightmare. You repeatedly reassured Ikkaku with a shaky smile on your face that you were fine, you just needed something to drink, that there was no need to bother Law with something so small.

Tonight was the worst it had ever been. Ikkaku had heard you crying out in the night, and she rolled out of her hammock to wake you as usual. Before she could even make it across the room to you, she froze when you suddenly let out a horrified scream that echoed off of the walls and began sobbing uncontrollably in your sleep. "C-Cora," you moaned, thrashing in your hammock as you uselessly reached out to your love.

The scenario in your head was one you'd dreamt a million times--Doflamingo has you and Law surrounded by his strings, and Cora is rushing to save the two of you. "I c-can't move...He's trapped me…" The strings close around your throat and you can barely breathe as you see Cora come closer to you. His makeup is...off. The dark red of his usual lipstick is a different shade, and the sides of his mouth are dripping. As he gets closer to you to try and rip away the strings, you realize that his mouth is covered with blood. Doflamingo appears suddenly behind Cora, just as he brushes his fingers over your cheek; you feel something liquid drip down your face and when you look at Corazon's hand you see that like his mouth, it's dripping with blood. Before you can recoil in fear or cry out for Cora to defend himself, you're forced to watch as his body suddenly erupts as thousands of strings rip him apart from the inside.

Your screams are so loud and frantic that soon, everyone on the ship is running to the women's cabin to see what's happening. Ikkaku has desperately been trying to wake you up, but when she realized her efforts are futile, she pushed past the rest of the crew out the door. "Do what you can to calm her down or wake her up," she said frantically. "I need to get--"

She stops when she sees Law already at the door, looking out of breath from how quickly he'd sprinted from the captain's quarters to get to you. "It's a bad one," she murmured, stepping aside and following him as he headed straight for your hammock. "I can't wake her up, and she won't stop screaming, and--"

Law's stomach sinks when he hears your familiar scream again as you sob in your sleep. You've had this dream before, years and years ago, but he had thought (and hoped) that over time it wouldn't come as frequently amidst your other nightmares. He carefully placed a hand on your shoulder to try and keep you from falling out of the hammock while you thrash in your sleep, thinking you're trapped by Doflamingo's strings. "____, you're dreaming," he said, trying to sound as calm as possible.

You barely comprehend his voice as you continue to cry and flail wildly in your dream. More and more of Cora's blood falls where he touched your face as you helplessly watch him fall into a gruesome heap on the floor in front of you. He was distracted by you. He could have realized Doflamingo was behind him, but he was too worried about you. He died because of you.

"My fault," you moaned, hyperventilating as tears spilled down your cheeks. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

Law squeezed your shoulders a bit firmer than before and spoke louder. "____, you need to wake up. Please, please, just wake up. I'm here."

In your dream, you managed to just barely recognize Law's voice as it broke through from reality. The world around you abruptly blurred and faded from your mind, and you snapped your eyes open. Law had his hands on your shoulders. Your body was covered in a thin layer of cold sweat, and your chest rose and fell with rapid, panicked breaths. Behind Law and Ikkaku, you could see Bepo, Shachi Penguin, and the rest of the crew all packed in your room. You would have been embarrassed if you weren't still panicking and crying, even after you had woken up. "L-Law…" Your voice was quiet and wobbled as you covered your face. "I'm sorry," you muttered, your face burning as you tried to wipe away your tears. "I didn't mean to worry all of you."

"Don't apologize, ____-chan," Bepo said gently. "You didn't do anything wrong. Besides, you're nakama; you'd come check on us if we were screaming, right?"

You nodded and looked up at Law. His gaze softened, and he looked back at the crew. "Give us a few minutes alone," he said.

"Wait," you protested, "Don't kick Ikkaku out, she should get to sleep here. It's my fault she woke up--"

"It's fine, ___," Ikkaku said with a small smile. "I'll just sleep on top of Bepo in the guys' room! He's basically a bed, so I don't need a hammock." The rest of the crew headed out of the room, and Ikkaku closed the door to leave the two of them alone. Law knelt down and moved to rest his hand on hers.

"You haven't had one like this in a long time," he remarked. "I was lucky I managed to wake you up before you fell out of bed and hit your head."

You looked down at the floor, still feeling a sense of shame for worrying Law. "I'm sorry. If I had known it was going to be this bad tonight, I would have found somewhere else to sleep so I wouldn't wake everyone up--"

"That isn't the problem here, ____-ya," Law said firmly. "Nobody on the crew is upset with you. It isn't your fault." He was quiet for a moment before he looked back at her in the eyes. He had looked up to ____ and Cora during his childhood in the Family, for guidance, strength, for someone to console him when his own nightmares of his parents and sister dying left him screaming and crying in the middle of the night. And now, the tables were turned--she was looking up to him, and she was the one with ragged breaths, reddened eyes, and a desperate need for someone to make her feel less alone.

"...It wasn't your fault." He squeezed her hand, and let his normal stoic mask slip for a moment. His voice wavered a bit when he continued. "I know that feeling. I used to wonder what would have happened if I had been more careful, if I had managed to keep Vergo and Doflamingo from finding him out, if I could have done...something, he'd still be here."

You squeezed his hand back. "You were a child, Law," you said quietly. "There's nothing you could have done."

"You're right," Law replied. "But that didn't stop me from feeling guilty for what happened. I felt like he'd died to save me, and that I wasn't worth dying for, not if it meant--" He cut himself off for a moment, feeling a heavy painful weight in his heart that he had held back for years. "Not if it meant living without Cora-san."

Hearing Corazon's name in the real world made a new wave of tears fall down your cheeks, and you blinked them away as you squeezed Law's hand a bit tighter. "I know saying this won't magically take your pain away; truth be told, I don't think it will ever go away--even after we get revenge on Doflamingo. But...just because he died for us, that doesn't mean he died because of us." He looked at you firmly in the eye, and his jaw clenched a bit. "He died because Doflamingo murdered him. It wasn't my fault, and it certainly wasn't yours."

You stared up at him for a moment before slowly pulling him in for a hug while you quietly cried on his shoulder. Hearing Law say that, refusing to let you believe what you had thought for so long...it was like a weight being lifted off of your shoulders, and yet it made your heart feel incredibly heavy at the same time. The grief would always be there, but the guilt had finally been allowed to leave. Law returned your embrace and let a few tears of his own fall before quickly restraining himself and wiping them away, and the two of you held each other in a way you hadn't done in years. In the wake of a nightmare, it was a small comfort to have your family beside you.

#one piece #one piece scenario #one piece scenarios #donquixote corazon #donquixote rocinante #law #trafalgar law #corazon #rocinante #mine #did I angst good?#Anonymous

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after adamant.

ugly little fic that i wrote in the middle of the night a while ago and shared with a friend. post-adamant about my inquisitor trying to rationalize their losses at the fortress and in the fade. nothing’s capitalized, so if that annoys you, this isn’t the little fic for you.

chose not to use warnings? im not quite sure what to use here, so tread lightly.

dragon age inquisition.

she stays strong, after adamant it’s all everyone needs. she sees to the few wardens that had been at the keep, had offered inquisition aid. they thank her thousands of times over, as uneasy as they are.

their senior warden, alistair, won’t meet her eyes. deep brown orbs looking anywhere but at her, even with a smile on his face. he thanks her, quietly. bandages wrapped around his side, muttering that he’d need to get a letter out to the hero of ferelden — tabris.

she leaves him, offering to let leliana find her. to let leliana send the message and get it back to him as soon as possible. he agrees, numbly is when she swings a leg over the elk in the morning, sun peaking over the rise in the distance.

she knows that look that settles in his dark brown eyes, that look that cries it should’ve been me. but she’s sure he knows what he must do now, to lead the wardens properly against corypheus. she thanks him.

he doesn’t say it, but he does respond that hawke’s sacrifice would not be vain. that shatters a part of her, seals her lips all the way back to skyhold. thankfully, marzeyna is lucky enough no one else is in a talkative mood. but they will be, with questions, with reactions, maybe with thinly veiled anger.

she’s not sure if she’s lucky or simply being lied to when varric seems more despondent than furious with her. he simply responds there are letters to write, to bethany, to other friends she’d made in kirkwall. they’d been close. she bites her lip hard enough to draw iron laced blood to keep from crying.

he hugs her.

though he’s not mentioned, marzeyna doesn’t make the request to send a letter to the mage anders. though he will be left in the dark, surely varric would know how close they’d been. the way hawke spoke of him, with a wistful tone laced with uneasiness, she doesn’t want to look into his eyes and tell him she was the reason reyna hawke would not be coming home.

she makes her rounds. to cassandra, to blackwall, to dorian. then to the others who learning of it secondhand, to leliana, who’d been hurt over justinia. to sera, to bull, to vivienne, to solas, who was fascinated about her journey into the fade.

she doesn’t indulge him. any other day, she might’ve, but not today.

marzeyna has to put on a brave face when she’s nearly hit with what she assumes to be a lyrium kit when she visits cullen. to think she’d thought she’d get any miniscule amount of comfort from anyone after her return, she would’ve thought, just maybe, that it would be him. but no, her nerves are shot and she’s terrified and can’t think straight. she hasn’t slept since before adamant, doesn’t even want to think about dreaming in the fade. and yet, she’s able to give cullen the strength he needs to go on.

she wavers. her tiny form struggles to make it back to the war room after the moon has long risen in the sky. working, bent over the war table. they’d head out for the exalted plains in the morning. switch out her ground forces, get to work.

get her mind off the blonde woman that haunted her thoughts these days. piercing storm cloud eyes with dexterity over daggers that she’d never seen before. a determination to save mages from the templars that burned white hot within her, flames licking everyone she met.

her voice never wavering when she’d accepted her fate. a strong nod when she drew her daggers for the last time.

she shoves the knife meant for josephine’s diplomatic mission into the table deeper than she’d intended, grinding it into the table with a groan. her fire red hair falls into her face, her once tight ponytail loosening into a lump of curls at the base of her neck.

magic crackles at her fingertips, papers flying off the desk and fluttering to the floor. lelianna’s secrets, cassandra and solas’ requests, josephine’s agreements, cullen’s reports.

yanking off her gloves in front of the fire in her quarters, she grits her teeth when she can’t yank a swollen finger out of it’s respective sleeve. eyebrows knitting together in frustration, fire climbing her thoughts.

why hadn’t she been quicker? why hadn’t she forced them ahead with magic? she could’ve done something, done anything different. could’ve fade stepped them past the bastard. but no, she hadn’t done any of those things. she’d knowingly sent hawke to her death, not fought alongside her and alistair, but sent her away so she and alistair could get away.

the glove comes off, pain reverberating through her hand in waves. she kicks off her boots, the pair thumping away somewhere in the darkness.

she should be the one in the fade. running for her life, terrified in the darkness of the spiders she saw racing towards her. reliving nightmare after nightmare.

marzeyna was a mage. she could’ve handled it longer before she went mad. reyna was not, she was a young woman from kirkwall. a rogue no less. so stupid, marzeyna should’ve been the one to stay behind. from what little she understood of the tensions between varric and cassandra, hawke could’ve been the inquisitor. hell she probably was supposed to be. or alistair’s love, tabris.

both were older, wiser than she was. with only twenty five years on her, she wonders if some God with a sick sense of humor had decided it should be her. things had only gone wrong when she appeared in haven, half alive and delirious. justinia had died, the mage/templar conflict in the hinterlands that she couldn’t solve, alexius.

then they lost haven. and so many people. the smell of wood burning around her and screams of people being cut down by red templars. her advisors asking for orders, her mind spiraling in a thousand different directions.

she wonders if cullen saw the terrified look in her eyes when he’d spoken to her. saw her fumbling for answers, saw the little girl that had been given too much power, much too soon. had second thoughts about her being the so called herald of andraste. had wondered why he put his faith in her.

marzeyna lavellan. she was a mage. and a dalish elf. two of the most marginalized statuses you could have in thedas, and so many people still looked up to her. asked her what to do, trusted her not to lead them astray.

hawke had trusted her. marzeyna had promised her she’d get her out alive, had promised she’d get her back to bethany. to anders. that they could do this.

she yanks a box, some sort of box, maybe empty off the desk and throws it, chucks it into the wall just off the windows. it crashes, shattering into splinters of oak. then something else holding an ink quill, lighter, easier to throw. that too shatters, ceramic maybe. it’s satisfying almost, anger and regret and everything in between flooding her emotions like a tidal wave. they drown her, choking her when she screams like a caged animal, chucking another small box into the wall. raw magic dances at her fingertips and lights her ablaze, body glowing a gentle white as hot tears slide down her face in rivers.

justinia. maybe. she’s needed her and there was nothing she could do. she failed her.

every single person in haven believed in her. they needed her when corphyeus arrived with his forces.

hawke had believed in her. smiled at her. told her jokes. at first skeptical, as any non andrastian would be. but quickly had become her friend. her first real one that wasn’t asking her what was next all the time. someone she could go to when her advisors were too much that day.

her hands clench into fists in her hair, sobs heavy and heaving as she slides to the floor in a heap against one of the walls. now hawke was gone, and it was all her fault. just like it’d been before. another person who’d gotten killed because of her.

she’d tried to justify her decision. the wardens would need someone to lead them through this possible blight. tabris would need him when she got back with her research into the fake calling.

nothing answers when she thinks about hawke. she can’t justify her death. she was a good person, supported mages to a fault. didn’t seem the type to kick puppies. was friendly to everyone, had a sister, had a friend in varric.

then, why isn’t marzeyna dead?

she has nothing. clan lavellan maybe, but they’d surely replaced her by now, it wasn’t as if she was coming back now. it wasn’t like they were clambering to see her again. she’s a mage, she’s already being persecuted anyway. and it wasn’t as if what she’d started with cullen couldn’t be forgiven. it wasn’t anything serious, he could meet someone else.

sure, she was young. younger than most in the inquisition. but others still had most of their lives ahead of them. she had nothing. no future beyond what lie inside of skyhold.

hugging her knees, the pants legs begin to wet with the fat tears rolling down her cheeks. the anchor was the only thing that made her important, that kept people from actually wanting to get her killed. people put their lives on the line for her. and she couldn’t even return the favor.

her nails dig into her biceps, curling in on her herself as a draft whips into the room. a shiver after the fire chases it away.

then why is she still here? she’s nothing, no one.

and right now, she doesn’t want to be anyone. she doesn’t go to bed that night, reading reports until she can’t. staving off sleep to keep from drifting into the fade against her will. eyes blurring and burning when she dresses herself in the morning, she avoids varric’s gaze following her down the corridor to the war room. josephine follows, rattling off things she doesn’t understand. nobles. treaties. alliances.

lelianna and cullen join them a few minutes later. if they notice her hands shaking, they don’t say anything. a glimmer of concern in cullen’s eyes, josephine outright with the words on her lips, gently biting them back.

she should be dead, she chants when they arrive in the plains, i don’t even have a right to be alive. she should be here, and yet i handed the situation to her like the scared child i am.

it’s the beginning of many restless nights.

#marzeyna lavellan #oc #original character

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like-rain-or-confetti · 5 years

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Family (Alec Volturi x Reader x Jane Volturi)

Facing those who would kill you was terrifying. Death was just as frightening, if not more since yours would always be prolonged. If you were lucky, it would never come. Looking back on all of you centuries, you still weren’t ready. However it was fitting. Carlisle Cullen saved your life once. Dying for him seemed to be a good repayment.

The Volturi dispersed, spreading into a long line, making all of their assets known. You felt the slight breeze through your hair, eyeing every last one of them. Two of them, the witch twins- they seemed shocked, eyes wide and stiff...eyes on you. The two took a few steps forward, breaking the formation. Aro, Caius and eventually Marcus turning to look at the two of them. “Jane? Alec?” “It can’t be.” Jane said under her breath, the only way she can muster out words. Alec swallowed. You shifted slightly, looking to Carlisle for a moment, uncertain of what to do. ‘What are they thinking?’ You thought to yourself. You exchanged a look with Edward and the other covens around you before back at the twins. ‘What are they thinking?’ “(Y/N)?” Jane finally called out. You were surprised she knew your name. “Yes?” “(Y/N), did you have any family?” Edward asked quickly. “I don’t remember.” You shook your head. “I don’t remember anything about my human life.” The twins looked at one another. "What?" You asked yet we're scared to know the answer. "They forgot us." Jane turned to her twin who's jaw was stiff. "What do you mean?" You looked around questioningly. "(Y/N)...they're your blood relatives. Your brother and sister." Edward said carefully, as though it would cushion the blow. "Come." Jane demanded. "No!" You said just as quickly. Jane repeated her request stepping forward and you stepped back, no amount of distance being enough. "(Y/N), i ask that you do not stand against the Volturi. Trust me when I say we don't want to fight you." Alec said suddenly much closer, taking a huge risk by being out of Volturi bounds. "How could I ever trust you?" You asked shakily, aware of every move Alec made and for that matter the lack of movement that screamed inhuman. "Because i’m your brother." He stared into your eyes as he said so. "(Y/N), leave." Carlisle said quietly. You turned to him in protest which he spoke over immediately, not caring to hear it. "Go. Trust me." You hated the prospect of leaving but you did as Carlisle asked, heading back to the Cullen house and waited for something to happen.

You waited for what felt like an eternity before you were relieved to see the Cullen's and the covens return. No amount of mental preparation could help you with this. The two most deadliest vampires in existence claimed to be your blood relatives. Them remembering you, even Edward confirming it but you not remembering a thing. "Carlisle, what do I do?" You said immediately. "Nothing for now. Not until you're ready."

A few days passed and the Cullen's went hunting after their friends left. Benjamin was the one to take your hand and give you words of reassurance before bidding his fair well. It made you wish he'd come back. You however, weren't hungry and so you stayed behind. You didn't stay inside though, you went out into the trees outside the house, needing the fresh air. That was when a scent hit you, an unfamiliar one. You opened your eyes and nearly gasped. Jane stood alone, hands by her sides with a stoic look, eyes boring into you. "Jane..." "Hello, (Y/N)." "I thought you left." She shook her head. "Not until we speak with you." "About what?" You felt fear, relentless waves of fear though not wanting to show it. Jane, however, seemed to notice. "You're afraid of us." She said simply. "As I should be." You responded. "No. You shouldn't be." "You've given me no reason not to." "Nor have i given you a reason to fear me. I haven't hurt you." She had you there but you couldn't pretend you'd be an exception. That's like putting your leg in a bear trap whilst hoping it wouldn't bite down. “Is this some sort of trick?” You suddenly asked. “Are you really related to me?” “Of course, it’s not. My brother and I remember you very well. It’s sad that you cannot say the same.” “Tell me, tell me everything.” “Let’s talk inside.” Jane suggested. “I’ll tell you everything you want to know there.”

You sat at opposite sides of the table. You waited for Jane to talk. She stared back at you for a moment before speaking. She looked slightly uncomfortable, clearly she didn’t talk about this. “You were younger than us by a few years. None of the children back then even laid a finger on you. My brother and I made sure of that. We kept our distance publicly, trying to save you from some of the trouble but we always made sure to make it up to you at home.” Jane could remember one particular memory well.

The same group of children who tormented the twins, were now bothering you for being related to them. You were much smaller, too young to understand fully just why these children were being so cruel. Before they could rough you around, a stone collided with one of the children’s heads, the ring leader of the group. He yelped, rubbing the side of his head and looking to see where it came from. Alec stood on the hill, armed with another stone, ready to throw it. “Leave them alone!” Jane stormed up to the group, leaving her brothers side. The group took off running, leaving you in a heap on the forest floor. Jane took both of your hands, pulling you up and dusting you off. “Are you okay?” “mmhmm.” You nodded, holding back tears. Jane looked you over before looking up at Alec in the distance and you followed suit.

Alec was clearly bothered by the scene. He was your older brother after all, he had to protect you more than anyone else did. He felt like he had failed you in that moment.

She even remembered how you’d walk in between them, each of your smaller hands in theirs. Seeing you had grown since the last time she’s seen you. You weren’t the younger sibling she remembered but that was better than losing you all together as she thought she had before. “You never let what the village said about us sway your judgement of us. It really was unconditional love at its finest. Losing that after our change...that was difficult.” You had never seen Jane so emotional. “I don’t know where you were that night..the night of the...” Jane trailed off. She must have meant the stake. “We thought you were dead.” Jane’s expression suddenly hardened. “Though when we saw you, Aro had no other choice than to tell the truth.” “The truth?” You repeated. “You survived, that night. Our father came for you, mother died and he believed we did so too. That was it for a year or two, but Aro returned for you.” “For me? Why?” Jane continued. “He wanted to know if you’d have a gift like we did. So he changed you when our father left. He came home to find his remaining child gone. You didn’t so he left you behind.” You looked horrified. “And you’re okay with that?” Jane thought for a moment. “I know Aro and he isn’t known for his generosity. I feel no need to challenge him for it. You ended up fine in the end.” You were about to snap at her when you suddenly remembered Chelsea. She had the ability to manipulate relationships, she clearly had her hooks on the twins just as much as everybody else. “So what made you come here then? If it really doesn’t change much of your stance, why bother coming to speak to me?” “Because my brother and I dont want you to be afraid of us, anyone but you.” She paused, almost hesitant to finish. “Also because I missed you.” You looked up at her sharply. “My brother and I, we missed you.” You couldn’t respond, and you couldn’t help but believe her.

You were both torn out of the moment to hear footsteps approaching. Surely they hadn’t come back so early?Then it hit you. Edward. Sure enough, Edwards scent hit. You looked to Jane alarmed before gesturing for her to follow you. Edward was going to go through the front, Jane would be going out the back. Seeing this Jane looked at you in surprise. “If you’re really my sister then why would i let you be caught?” You caught the glimmer in her eyes. An honest glimmer of hope.

Once she had gone, you returned into the room just as Edward entered. Jane’s scent hit his nostrils and he growled. “Who was here?” “No one.” “Dont lie! You’re actively not thinking about it so that I don’t find out. Who was here!?” “No one, Edward.” You said through a stiff jaw. “drop it.” “I can’t. I have a family now-” “enough!” You interrupted loudly. “If you insist, take it up with Carlisle.” You walked away not thinking about what transpired until Edward was well and truly gone and back at his cottage. You and Edward never really saw eye to eye. Whilst you both liked one another, you had different opinions on a lot of things. Ever since Bella had come into the picture and more recently, Renesmee, you barely seemed to agree on anything anymore. You didn’t want to talk to him about this. He’d have nothing really of value to say. Of course Edward did exactly that. Not only did he take it up with Carlisle, he let him not he was not happy. You leaned against the door frame to Carlisle’s office with the whole right side of your body, including your head. “You know what im about to talk to you about don’t you?” You slowly nodded. “Was Jane here?” “Yup.” You nodded. Edward wasn’t here so he didn’t hear it. You’d never admit it to him. “Why wouldn’t you tell Edward?” “Because he doesn’t get to know.” You said flatly. “Its none of his business. It’s yours.” “He’s family.” Carlisle said with ease. “You’re the leader of the coven. It’s your house. He knew the situation wasn’t about him. He was just whining for the sake of whining.” “He’s family.” Carlisle repeated. “Not mine.” You shot back. “Yes, you both like to play that card but he’s my son, just as much as you’re my family. Whether you’re in my coven or not.”

You couldn’t help but smile. You had a lot of respect for Carlisle and for him to consider you family was uplifting. “She doesn’t want me to be afraid of her.” You said finally after a moment of silence. “Jane?” Carlisle asked and you nodded. “And Alec. She came to tell me that they don’t want me to fear them. She told me bits and pieces of my childhood.” “That’s good. It’s nice to hear they remember some of their human life.” “Haven’t they always?” Carlisle leaned back in his chair. “Yes, but they were very private. Aro told me most of their memories were foggy or just non-existent. Though there were ones they could focus enough on and remember like they had just happened. It takes them some time but some of their human life stays with them.” “Aro changed his mind about me. He saw that I didn’t have a gift like them and left me behind.” You mumbled. “It could be possible Eleazar was around at that time? I can’t say for sure I’m afraid. Though I wouldn’t let it upset you too much.” “It’s not that.” You shook your head. “Its that my own brother and sister, if that’s what they are, are still loyal to him knowing that I might have been alive. Even after all this time. They never even seemed to check if I survived the change.” “They can’t change that and neither can you. Now it’s all about what you want to do.” You shrunk into yourself slightly at the question. “I…I don’t know what I should do.” Carlisle tilted his head slightly. “That’s a very particular sentence.” “Well, what I want to do may be very different as to what I should do. The only problem is I don’t know what I should do.” “But you know what you want to do.” Carlisle nodded to you. You leaned off the frame to sit on the opposite seat from his desk. “This time last week, I was the only one in my biological family. Now I have a brother and a sister who want to know me but are the deadliest beings to ever walk the earth. "Would you like to see them again? I can contact the Volturi for you (Y/N). You can meet them.” “You… you’d do that?” “Of course. I’m sure we can all put our issues aside.” They did. It took a while but they gave you a date and time.

It was month later and now that the time had come, you felt nerves bubble inside you. What were you going to say? Only the orange-pink haze in the distance was left of the sunset. The meeting place was an old campsite area that was used back in the fifties. You’d have to pass it to get to the cliff at La Push, though that was wolf territory and you all stayed well clear of that. Somehow it didn’t seem real until you saw the twins with their backs turned to you, listening to Aro. Aro looked over them and nodded at you.

The twins turned and shock hit you again. This was really happening. Jane was the first to step forward, seeming surprised to see you too. “You wanted to see us?” Alec asked lightly. You had never heard Alec be so kind in his tone. Though he wasn’t speaking to anyone. He was speaking to his younger sibling. The one he thought he had lost. You remembered Jane’s story, which had seemingly been one of many. You acted before you thought. You walked up to Alec and immediately pulled him into a hug. He seemed surprised by the action. Both twins did. You didn’t know what to say to them. Instead you only held him tighter.

You barely felt it first but you grew to notice Alec’s hand press against your back, moving slightly to return your hug. All of the memories gone, more years than you could count had passed. You wanted to make up for it. Even if it took eternity. You reached out in Jane’s direction. “Jane, I swear if you don’t get into this hug-” Jane smirked slightly as you grabbed her, wrapping your arms around both Alec and Jane as much as you could. “This feels terrible.” You mumbled. “You’re fault. You dragged me into this side.” Jane forced you to break her hold on you to walk over to your back and hug you from behind. “Don’t tell anyone we ever gave you a hug, or we’ll kill you.” Jane mumbled into your back, squeezing you slightly. “Don’t get used to it either.” Alec added. “Yeah, yeah, you’re still scary.” You rolled your eyes.

#oneshot #one shot #twilight #volturi #the volturi #reader #alec volturi #jane volturi #jane and alec volturi

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sapphichalo · 4 years

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quarantine tag game

aight so i tried to do this back when i actually got tagged in it, and tumblr mobile crashed and i almost cried, we’ve recovered since then so were retrying on desktop. i was tagged by wifey @watermelonsugarhii, @strongharrie, @lxvelylouis, @gaykissys, and @sociallyawkwardburritos-blog to answer these questions! thank y’all so much !!

Are you staying home from work / school? yes indeed, nz is on full lockdown, only things open are essential things, all my uni is online, and i am lucky enough to be working for the council so i still get paid during this.

Who is at home with you? Mum, dad, both my sisters and my two puppies!

Are you a homebody? uhh yes and no, i love being home but i generally do quite a bit out of the house cause i get on edge when im at home with my family lol

Any event that you were looking to that got cancelled? yeah :/ louis and mika, as well as my graduation

What movies have you been watching recently? Lord of the Rings, the Matrix, Captain America, lots of old disney movies etc

What are you doing for self care? uhh ive been exercising, drawing, reading, talking to lots of friends and making new ones! and ive been cooking and baking

What shows are you watching? ive been watching skam, and rewatching Derry Girls, and also my sister watches heaps of modern family, so ive also been watching that

What music have you been listening to? ive actually just remade my spotify so the only playlists I have that are complete are my 1d and solo boys ones 😂

What books are you reading? im about to start the eragon series again, and probably harry potter, plus i want to read more fics - particulary angsty ones, so if you have any recs, hit me up

im tagging @harryspdf, @babielouis, @canyonsunflowers, @yourgaymajesty and @spiceloutte

#thanks for the tags everyone #sorry it took so long #i got too frustrated lol #about me #tag games #the most me #friends #mutuals

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ultraclops · 4 years

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Semi-live Blogging: Return of the Mao Mao Episodes

Before we start, is it just me or is the animation like 10x smoother than it usually is? Also like I said with Nakey, there’s a lot more good expressions too!

Lucky Ducky Mug

Adorabat drinks from sippy cup like baby

"What, Mao Mao's ridiculous mug?" says Badgerclops, holding a cheap plastic big gulp cup he probably got from the grocery store.

How did Adorabat not notice the Lucky Ducky sticker on the Aerocycle

"Don't touch it" (Badgerclops proceeds to slam the table to move it) Ah Badgerclops, ever the contrarian

I'M SORRY DID MAO MAO BLOW THE ROOF OFF OF HQ BY SCREAMING

I love the way Mao says "PROFESSIONAAAL SILENCEEE"

Badgerclops trying to make his mouth disappear and failing made me scream with laughter

Are they seriously reducing Ratarang to 'the funny lil Italian guy'? C’mon guys you’re better than this

Wait why do they think Kevin is Adorabat?? They've seen Adorabat multiple times?? "But they're both blue!" You FOOL Kevin is TEAL there's a difference

Everybody gangsta til Mao Mao's ears start speaking morse code

They're doing surprisingly good silent but it's probably not gonna be that way very long.

Thank you, Lucky Ducky Mug, for catering to my niche interest in characters with neon outlines on black backgrounds.

Mao Mao thinking: Normal thoughts

Badgerclops thinking: Musical-esque singing

Adorabat thinking: Literally just heavy metal

The Sweetypies seriously think they're just playing a really intense game of charades huh,,,

(Mao jabs BC in the stomach with the fire net) HAHA GET REKT

The scene with Badgerclops trying to give Mao Mao Penny's mug is the funniest shit in the world I couldn't stop laughing...or maybe I'm just sleep-deprived

So the Sky Pirates are so similar compared to the Sheriff's Dept. that they can think perfectly in sync? That's cool

SKY PIRATES SONG SKY PIRATES SONG

Why is Snugglemagne throwing a random tea party & why did he only invite the Sheriff's Dept.

Yep there goes the plan. Both of their plans.

Am I going crazy or did the skin on Mao Mao's mouth tear apart like it was sewn shut?! Also yay they're talking again

"It's not gonna stop charging, so I'm just gonna let it explooode..." Mood

"What about the mega laser tube made by mega Losers?" Fsfhkfh

Hey, everyone learned something new from this experience! Are the Sky Pirates gonna try that Hive Mind tactic from now on?

Awww, they fixed his mug with gold - GOD DAMN IT I KNEW THERE WAS A CATCH!!

Lonely Kid

(Sighs) ...I said (SIGHS)

"I literally can't relate to that problem at all." says Badgerclops, who joined a gang because he wanted people to like him.

Shin just dropped off Mao Mao at a summer camp and expected him to make friends? Why does this feel like the plot of Camp Camp

I'm sorry the Mao clan has a freaking PARTY AERO-BUS??

NOO GERALDINE

That BGM is DEFINITELY an extended version of "I Love You, Mao Mao" and I want the lyrics NOW

So Bao was literally just a stray that Mao took home?? Would make sense as to why he wasn't trained

I have a feeling the Flimborg is some sort of sacred being the townspeople worship for some reason

How in the hell did Mao tie that guy up and why didn't he bother to untie him

HOW'D HE SET THE ROCKS ON FIRE USING PAINT

"And then you become frien-" "BEES. IN THE EYES."

"Everyone knows bees are our friends!" "Uh, actually, they were wasps." "Friends to no-one!" Usually I'd agree with BC, but I read an article about someone befriending a wasp and her babies so.

So the Mao clan's just known as the "Golden Cat Family Up The Hill?" Huh. I thought they’d have more recognition, especially since Shin says he went to that same summer camp at the beginning.

Man those kids are jackasses

"Say hi to your mommy!" "I would if she was here..." Excuse me wHAT

Noo don't cry baby boi - tHEN BAO JUST TACKLES HIM ASFHDKDL

"Go away! I don't feel like laughing right now!"

Look. You can see the EXACT point Mao developed his adult personality

I know Mao Mao means well but that is gonna go terribly wrong.

"I AM A HERO! I WILL BE LOVED!!" Okay first of all OUCH, second of all THAT IS PAIN

This monster empty, YEET

Awww it was just a sweet little puppy-ish monster...and it was his BIRTHDAY

"Hi, Aunt Gloria!" (Pulls out pitchfork) BETRAYAL

He didn't feel bad about ruining the festival because he made a friend doing it I 💞💞💝💝💗💗

Thanks for that 'different times' comment cuz I don't want kids thinking being beat is normal.

"Just like you found me...and I'm your best friend!" Tbh I thought she was gonna say 'Me and Badgerclops' & that would make a lot more sense

Why are they fighting over who's his best friend they're obviously BOTH his best friends

I'm sorry did Badgerclops just call Adorabat a "little mutant"?? ARE THE SWEETYPIES MUTANTS??

Awww his friends love him sm...and he feels so loved too...💓💓💗💗💕💕

Try Hard

No one gives a shit about Pinky being kidnapped lol

"K for Copyright Infringement"

"You'll never be like me!" Oof a little harsh maybe?

"You've gotta learn to be your own kind of hero, in your own special way!" So THAT'S where it's from

"You just gotta...try hard." Hey, title drop!

Ngl the moment Mao Mao said "Badgerclops take the shot" I immediately thought of The Confession 3 by TomSka

"Up in a tree, little old me, about to do something...UGLY..." 7-year-old me sniping people on Halo 3 like

Why is he shooting them with gelatin tho? ...oh. Oh THAT'S why.

Tbh if I didn't have subtitles on I would've thought BC was saying "beep boop"

This badger and cat empty, YEET

Adorabat walking into the Skyship with only a walkie-talkie is giving me some sort of vibes...OH, Silent Hill! Or Tattletail

WHOOP HIS ASS SWEETIE

"Mao Mao would hide the body!" Very unsubtle there, wonder how it got past censors

"Ratarang, say something!" "Pasketti?" "THAT'S THE BRAT!"

Wait a sec, they can just use Badgerclops' arm to power the ship? Why didn't they try that in CapturedClops?

"Good thing my head is in here cuz I'm a-scared of heights!" Ramaraffe. Whose whole schtick is making herself taller. Is acrophobic?

"Because she's Sheriff's Department, that's how! >:3" "Also y'all tend to be pretty incompetent >X/"

Why does she keep trying to use the elevator when she can fly? Nvm she climbed up Badgerclops' arm

"Ooooh I'm also hereeee"

"JERK BUTT"

Why is the Omega Field just a bunch of broken glass? And why doesn't she just step around it?

"I can fly!" "She can fly!" "SHE FORGOT?!" Ooh that's why

"You're the best thing to ever happen to a bat like me." 💝💝💕💕💓💓

Wait she's talking through the walkie-talkie and her molts are there but she isn't there where is she?

Oh she was freeing the other two from the gelatin. No wonder Mao Mao almost threw up, it was bug flavored.

GET HIS ASS, HONEY!! ADORASLAP!!

I hope that 'Nah' means Adorabat's realized she needs to be herself instead of her just rejecting her individuality like I think it is.

Scared Of Puppets

Oh, so this takes place after Sleeper Sofa! Praying it's a fix-it episode...

"DISCARD ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T BRING YOU JOY!!" Fuckin Marie Kondo up in here

Oh no PTSD flashbacks. He's scared of them cuz one's head landed on his lap as a kid? Understandable have a nice day.

Who tf collapsed into a sobbing heap on the floor then leaps back up and insists they're fine? Mao Mao, apparently.

Hairless ape? Is that what they call humans or are they something different in general?

"TAKE ALL MY MONEY!!" What did BC want an antique puppet for if he had no idea Mao was scared of them...

Mr. Din Dandalib!

"I...(eye twitch) love him too..."

IM SORRY DID HE FUCKING THROW UP OUT OF FEAR...holy SHIT

If I scared my friend and they threw up I would simply never do that again. RIP to Badgerclops but I'm different

(Badgerclops makes concrete blocks around the pothole) "Why didn't you just fill in the pothole??" "I AM TRYING MY BEST!!"

"I SIGNED YOUR DUMB CAST, NOW LEAVE!!"

...Illegal house plants? ...like marijua-

That was literally just that one video where a guy knocked out another guy in a mask jumping out of a trash can...

So it's a CPR class...AND a hair-styling class? How

I stg the moment Badgerclops walked in the door I knew he was carrying Mr. Din Danalin I SWEAR

"You're 10." "BUT I'M 6??" JFC Shin doesn't know his own son's age AND is partially responsible for his pupaphobia. And I called it on Mao Mao being six in the flashbacks

OH WIG

Can someone take the footage of the Annex exploding and add the ReviewTechUSA intro over it please

"How many Adult Learning Annexes have to be destroyed before you admit you're scared of puppets?!" is extremely funny without context

(Mao punches the wall cuz hes mad at himself for being scared) Kinkinkinkinki

How does one forget to drink milk

Oh shit the scene from the promo...

Yay he's starting to feel less scared - wait NVM it JUST STARTED TALKING??

OG SGUTVKC FGCJ OG SHKR OF DJCN JKKKKK

Oh it was just a dream - er, nightmare. FIRST NIGHTMARE SEQUENCE OF THE SERIES!

"I just gotta get my socks on...wait, I wear socks, right?" Dud e you wear NOTHING BUT A BELT...

"I KNEW SELLING THOSE HAIRLESS APE DOLLS WOULD ATTRACT DARK FORCES"

"There’s a lot of pu-" "PUBLIC DANGER"

Those puppets are alive I stg

"I'M A BIG BOI..."

Awwww she said what he told her at the beginning of the episode!

"I'M AFRAID OF PUPPETS" TITLE DROP YET AGAIN

Adorabat takes after Badgerclops sometimes I swear

Oooh shit sequel hook - oh NVM it was Badgerclops voice acting - NVM Mao Mao passed out. Dang

The Perfect Couple

Watermelon time babyyy

TRANSFORMATION TIME BABYYYY

Ah so he wanted to perfectly cut a watermelon in half, that's why he got so many?

"I need (counts on fingers) 600 more watermelons!" glad to see I'm not the only one who counts on my fingers

Why would Penny and Benny need 600 watermelons for their wedding? Also I called it on Penny & Benny being the couple

Mao Mao has to officiate the wedding? I thought priests did that

Please don’t throw up again Mao Mao

"I WILL BUY YOU A BAG TO HOLD YOUR STUFF..."

"A nondescript sack!!" Dude he just taking out the trash...

Nvm its just laundry

"I WILL TURN THIS BUSH AROUND"

Oh so THAT'S what Ramaraffe thought Kevin was Adorabat

"Why don't you buy me cake and do my laundry?" Are you implying you wanna marry Mao Mao, Badgerclops 👀

I lov Mao Mao's faces in this scene he legit looks like a bishouen anime protagonist

Nvm no transformation it's just his wedding outfit

Why did they invite Orangusnake and Boss Hosstritch to the wedding tho? What about when they hid in their moving truck and used their electricity - wait Badgerclops technically did that last one, nvm

Wait THEY DIDN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER BEFORE THE WEDDING?? What a perfect couple huh

Is Mao Mao having hallucinations just gonna be a regular thing now....

IS PENNY SERIOUSLY GONNA MARRY ORANGUSNAKE OUT OF SPITE ASFSDGFUK

Why did Mao Mao say "melons" in a Spanish accent I'm scared

"They're both terrible, so what does it matter if they get hitched or not?" They're definitely gonna change their minds now

"She lied because she wanted to protect his feelings! And he lied because he couldn't bear to hurt her!" Isn't that just the plot of The Truth Stinks?

OH SHIT HE CUT ORANGUSNAKE IN HALF HOLY FUCK

He made Orangusnake officiate the wedding as punishment lol

Why are they,,,stepping on the watermelons?? Damn right Badgerclops I'd cry over that too

"What's, uh, your credit score like?" "850. Why, is that good?" "It's perfect..." HE WANTS TO MARRY MAO MAO NOW ASDFHKL

#semi live blogging #semi-live blogging #//long post #// long post

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greensleevesredlipstick · 5 years

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friday night lights

this is a high school AU where cleves is the school jock and howard is a cheerleader. hope you guys like it!! i wrote this on mobile so i can’t add a read more IM SORRY IK IT’s ANNOYING im gonna fix it as soon as i get home. also i can’t decide if i want a second part so lmk if u guys want one lol

the whistle blew, signaling the end of lacrosse practice. anna jogged in with the rest of the team. she said “good hustle girls!! make sure to get a good nights sleep before the big game tomorrow!!” chattering with the girls, she headed towards the locker room. her coach pulled her aside. he said “cleves, i’m really proud of you this year. i wasn’t sure about making you captain, but i know i made the right choice.” he grinned and gave high five. she jogged away, grabbing a spare ball as she went. she was flush with nervous energy, hoping that the teams hard work would pay off in the first round of playoffs. quickly changing her clothes, she headed to her car. it was her baby; a 2002 chevy pick up truck, paid for with hours and hours of work at the local diner. the first time Kat saw it, she said “it’s a testament to how much i love you, that i’m willing to get into this piece of junk”. Anna rolled her eyes: “Kat, you don’t even have a car. you’re lucky that i let you anywhere near my baby”. feigning offense, she said “your BABY? i thought i was your baby”. chuckling, Anna had replied “always, love”. now, she swung by the front of the school, honking at the freshmen milling about. her nerves about the game disappeared as she spotted the cheerleading team. picking out the familiar pink ponytail, anna’s face lit up.

hugging the other girls goodbye, katherine hopped in the car. anna pulled her in for a kiss. tasting the cheerleader’s bubble gum, she slipped her tongue into Kat’s mouth. kat giggled, then threaded her fingers through Anna’s short hair. a bang on the hood of the truck startled them from their haze of passion. it was their friend Tyler, a football player. anna honked at him, and he yelled “get a room, you two!” laughing as they drove off, Katherine said “speaking of getting a room, i think my parents are going out tomorrow night. want to come over after the game?” grabbing Kat’s hand, Anna said “you know id love nothing more, baby”. too soon, they reached the cheerleader’s house. turning off the engine, Anna turned to face her girlfriend. her sassy demeanor vanishing now that they were alone, she said softly “babe, i’m worried about the game tomorrow. what if i can’t pull it off? we’re playing the top ranked team in the county”. kat gave Anne’s hand a squeeze. “i know your hard work will pay off love, i just know it. and if it doesn’t? then it just means we’ll have more time together”. anne smiled weakly at this, but Kat could tell she was still worried. “look” she said softly. “i see how hard you work. you’re the first there and last to leave. your already took the team from last place to playoffs. plus, you have the best cheerleader out there rooting for you”. anne blushed. pulling katherine in for a hug, she said “i wish i could take you out tonight, but i’ve gotta get to bed early”. opening the door, kat replied “i just know you’ll smash it. love you, babe” and hopped out. grinning as she watched the cheerleader skip to the door, Anna whistled as she pulled away.

the next day at school, all Anna could think about was the game. as she walked through the hallway, people called out to her “you got this one, Cleves!” or “i’ll catch you at the game” and she only nodded in response. sensing Anne’s nervousness, Katherine grabbed the athlete’s varsity jacket from her arms. seeing Katherine wearing her jacket, with “Cleves” sewn on the back, always put a smile on Anne’s face. plus, katherine loved to show off that she was dating the captain of the lacrosse team. after school, Anne headed to the locker room with the rest of the team to get ready. Kat peeked her head in, wanting to give Anne one more kiss before the game. spotting the pink ponytail, Anna jogged over. wrapping her arms around her girlfriend, she joked “babe, you know you can’t be here before games. how am i supposed to focus when the most gorgeous girl in town is here?” Katherine blushed and gave Anna a peck on the cheek. “for good luck” she winked. as she turned to leave, Anna couldn’t help but admire her. “it wasn’t fair that the cheerleaders wore such cute uniforms” she thought as she watched Kat’s skirt twirl. heading back to rejoin the team, she finally pulled her thoughts from her girlfriend to the game.

two minutes left. tie game. Anna’s heart was pounding as her team huddled for the final time. they turned to their captain, in desperate need of motivation. she said “girls, i know we have it in us. all those early mornings were be worth it, no matter which way this game goes. i’m so proud of this team.” she paused. “that said, let’s go out there and SMASH IT. we’re not done yet. get out there and kill it.” the girls sprinted onto the field, a new fire inside. over the roar of the crowd, Anna could just make out a voice cheering “GET EM, BABE!!”. as the whistle blew, Anna waited for her opening. seeing the ball fly out of her opponents stick, she knew it was now or never. scooping up the ball in one fluid motion, Anna flew down the field. dodging an opponent, she thundered down the field. as time expired, she faked and then shot. squeaking past the goalies reach, it landed in the corner of the net. time seemed to stand still as Anna realized she had just scored the winning goal.

her teammates exploded, charging from around the field to get to her. they landed in a heap in front of the net, Anna at the bottom of the dog pile. once the mob finally dispersed, Kat sprinted over. leaping into her girlfriends arms, she squealed as Anna spun her around. “i always knew you could do it, babe”. Anna kissed her, tasting of sweat but not caring. after a moment, they broke apart and she said “i’ve got to get back to the team, but wait for me to go home”. Kat replied “always, love” and went to pack up her things. when Anna entered the locker room, the team erupted. once the cheering died down, her coach wrapped her in a bear hug. “atta girl” he said. “i knew you could do it”. after the celebrations had been exhausted, the girls began to filter out of the locker room. “cleves, you’re coming to the party right?” asked Sam, one of her teammates. Anna grinned and said “i wish, but i’ve got a better place to be”. rolling her eyes and making a kissy face, Sam said “tell the lucky girl that i say hey”. Anna suddenly found herself alone in the locker room. taking a minute to catch her breath, she sat down on the bench. she thought of everything that had lead her to this moment-the time spent as an awkward little girl, always tripping over her long limbs. she pictured a freshman Anna, who wanted to practice instead of hang out with boys. she pictured herself finally coming out to her team, and how their acceptance had made her feel. she remembered the first time she saw Katherine, a transfer student who had immediately caught her eye. she didn’t know quite how she got so lucky, but she couldn’t control her grin as she realized she was in a position that freshman Anna could only dream of. captain of the lacrosse team, on its way to divisionals, with a hot cheerleader at her side. almost on cue, she felt a hand on her shoulder. “i thought i would find you here” Kat said softly. “what’s on your mind, babe?” Anna said “i just don’t know what i’ve done to deserve this. i can’t quite believe i’m here”. grinning, Kat replied “well, believe it. you’re the jock with the cheerleader girlfriend, and i think it’s about time you took me home”. overcome with happiness, Anna simply scooped up the younger girl. wrapping Kat once again in her varsity jacket, they headed towards the parking lot. as they pulled away from the school, both girls’ hearts were pounding in anticipation at a night spent alone together.

#six #six the musical #six fanfic #six fanfiction #six the musical imagine #six the musical fanfic #six the musical fanfiction #anna of cleves #katherine howard #high school au

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journalistquinnfabray · 4 years

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Tagging: @doveportcedes

Time frame: Post the accident 2/14

Location: Hospital

Notes: Directly post accident. Mercedes feelings about it and Quinns feelings about her life/ seeing puck again.

Quinn: Quinn pulls her car up to the scene, the flashing lights making her unable to see how bad it is. She had gotten a text from her boss about a crash and how she had to go report on it for the morning. Grumpily, she left Oliver behind and drove to the scene. The closer she walks to the scene, the more is revealed, and Quinn feels like shes walking into a horror scene. She knows that car, the black four door car. Her heart sinks as she approaches, seeing blood and glass scattered across the asphalt. Shes startled when her phone rings, dropping her camera.

"Hello?" Quinn answers. "Is this Lucy Fabray?" An unkown man asks.

Quinn almost forgets her own name for a moment. "n- Yes this is her" "You're Mercedes Jones' emergency contact, theres been an accident."

The rest of the call fades out into a blur as Quinn realises its true. This is one of her closest friends cars. Crushed like a can, sitting infront of her. She searches out for a body in the car before realising the flashing lights are getting further away. She runs back into her car, almost forgetting to pick up her camera before speeding off to the only hospital she knows.

Mercedes: It had been hours before Mercedes had awoken. The room was dark and she knew it was early morning, it was just a feeling. For a moment, it was all a dream, for a moment she was in bed and the rest of the world had just witnessed her concert, she saved a cat and she was on top of the world.

But then the pain started, her head, her body, her leg. She heard movement and noticed someone sitting across from her. Her eyes adjusted and she realized it was Quinn. "Q?" She said hoarsely and trying to sit up.

Quinn: Quinn was starting to drift off sitting on the couch. She was worried for her friend, and the anxiety had been eating her up inside, but shes had to wait hours and its getting kind of late. The doctor told her not to expect Mercedes to wake up anytime soon, and she doesnt feel bad if she takes a quick 20 minute power nap. Just as she starts drifting off she hears a hoarse voice. Sitting up quickly, she can see her friends eyes open, and shes struggling to sit up. Her heart blooms with happiness that her friend is alive. "Mercedes!" She almost yells in her excitement "Thank god! Here, let me help you" Quinn rushes over to help her friend sit up.

Mercedes: Mercedes stared at Quinn and accepted her help sitting up. "Q what happened?" She ran her hands through her hair but stopped feeling a bandage on her forehead. "It wasn't a dream was it?" She swallowed remembering the accident. Her leg being crushed by the door and steering column. Connor telling her everything would be okay.

Quinn: Quinn looks at her friend with pity as she watches the revelation come over her. "There was an accident. Some idiot ran a red light and crashed into you. It wasnt a dream." She holds her friends hand, hoping to be the support the girl needs.

Mercedes: Mercedes felt tears come to her eyes. The averted down to her leg. She couldn't bare to look at it, to move it, if she lost it... She was about to ask Quinn about it when the door opened and the nurse walked in.

"Oh good you are awake I was just coming to check on you." She said softly. "I know you must have a ton of questions, I can get the doctor for you."

Mercedes just nodded, still trying to process it all. She looked at Quinn as the nurse stepped out and squeezed her hand. "You look tired Q, tell me you haven't been here all night?"

Quinn: Quinn watched Mercedes with sad eyes. She wished she could take the pain away from her friend. "How could I leave you here? I didn't even know I was your emergency contact" Quinn sighs "I came to report and saw it was your car, and then I got the call" She rubbed circles into Mercedes hand. "I couldn't go home without seeing that you were okay, regardless of what the doctor said"

Mercedes: Mercedes nodded. "Sorry Q I meant to tell you." she said softly. "I have you and San." She exhaled laying back for a moment. "I am so happy you are here, I don't want to be alone. God Q i was so scared...I thought." She shook her head as she closed her eyes.

Quinn: Quinns glad that Mercedes chose her to be an emergency contact. "Its okay, I know now. Thank you for picking me" Quinn looks down at the cast, worried about her leg. "You're okay, I promise. The doctors even think you'll get back most of your motion"

Mercedes: "I might?" She couldn't believe this was happening. She looked at her friend and forced a smile. She knew Quinn, knew she felt it all. "Hey, hey its okay, I am okay."

Quinn: Quinn smiled at her friend, trying to force happiness for her. "The good news is that we have tons of time to catch up on brooklyn nine nine?" She says, it coming out as more of a question than a statement. She hugs her friend. "I'm really glad you're okay Mercy"

Mercedes: Mercedes tried to smile widely but only got halfway. "For sure! The new Season started and I am so behind." She hugged her back. "Me too Q." The doctor walked in with a soft smile.

"Well nice to see you among the pand of the living Mercedes. Your dad would have my hide if anything happened to you."

"Hi Dr. Carter." She said hoarsely.

"So looks like you had a very bad accident. You suffered from whiplash which is normal and a minor head lack, but your leg is what we were worried about. Your femur bone was fractured from the crash, and you ankle was broken. Most femoral shaft fractures take 3 to 6 months to completely heal. You will need therapy but the worst of it is you need to stay off your leg for at least 8 weeks if not more."

"What!?!?!"

Quinn: Quinn swallows. This is not good news. She worries for her friend, and she hopes her face hasn’t gone pale. “Mercedes, the most important thing is that you’re alive okay? You can overcome all this other stuff”

Mercedes: She may have nodded at Quinn, but her mind was running rampant with thoughts of fear and loss. Her future, her life it was all gonna change. And she wasnt ready to face it. "Yeah you are right." She lied.

Quinn: Quinn rubs more soothing circles into Mercedes hand "Anything you need, I'm here for you okay? I'll help you get better. Its only a few weeks and you'll be back to normal! You're so lucky"

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed. "Thanks Q, I am so glad you are here. I dont know what I would do if I were alone." She squeezed Quinns hand.

Quinn: Quinn softly smiles. "You know I'd always be here for you." Squeezing her hand once again "So, tell me all about how you felt at the concert!"

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed closing her eyes. "I felt complete. Like, like that is what I should be doing every day of my life. I love my job I love my patients but Q, I belong on that stage." She looked down to her leg. "Or at least I did."

Quinn: Quinn feels so much sadness for her friend. This was supposed to be the night of her life, and now here she is in the hospital. “You’ll get back there, I promise. You killed it on that stage”

Mercedes: Mercedes shook her head. "This just proves that I need to stay put and not venture away from what I know."

Quinn: "No!" Quinn states. "Mercedes, you cant let this stop you if its your dream. What if this is just the lord testing you? Maybe he wants you to fight for it"

Mercedes: Mercedes stared at her. "How is this a test? Its devastating. My heart was so full and now im certain that I was never meant to do this." Could it really be a test? Could she really be happy not being on that stage again?"

Quinn: "I don't know. We both know he works in weird ways. I know you were meant to do this. You were up on that stage, and you just looked so at home. You're supposed to do that 'Cedes. Dont let this stop you, let it make you stronger"

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed with tears in her eyes. "Q what if I can't walk the same or stand the same? What if I can never do it again?"

Quinn: Quinn doesnt know how to answer her friend. She can say the right thing, but it may not be true. "I don't know. You might not be able to. But that cant stop you, please don't let it stop you"

Mercedes: Mercedes wiped her eyes before closing them. Her hands wrapped around Quinn's hand. She knew Quinn was right and maybe just maybe she could make it this time. "I won't."

Quinn: Quinns glad her friend seems to listen. She'll follow up with it later. "I'm glad. How else have you been?"

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed. "Nothing really I have been so busy with work and the concert I dont think I've had a life."

Quinn: Quinn smiles, a thought coming to her head. "How about I tell you some stories from my fucked up life to distract you? The Quinn Fabray show always seems to have drama"

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed moving slowly to make room for Quinn. "Come on lay down and tell Cedes everything."

Quinn: Quinn lays beside Mercedes, tucking her head carefully onto the other girls shoulder. "Well, for one, you'll never guess who lives in this dumb town. Puck, as in, that Puck"

Mercedes: Mercedes eyes widened. "No, Quinn no! Noah Puckerman is your "Puck?"

Quinn: She expected Mercedes shock, heck, even she was shocked herself. "Yup, the one and only. I couldn't believe it! and to make matters worse, I literally ran into him on a beach when I was already trying to calm down"

Mercedes: Mercedes knew about their history and knew how hard seeing him had to be for her. "Q, oh I am so sorry. What did he say?"

Quinn: Quinn sighs. "It was a kind of awkward catch up. Did you know Sarahs pregnant? We're getting old. And he has heaps of tattoos now" Quinn sniffles, hes not the easiest topic to talk about.

Mercedes: Mercedes leaned into her and took her hand. "Had I known... I am sorry you had to see him like that."

Quinn: Quinn shakes her head. "You couldn't have known. I barely told you about him, its alright. It just bought up all those feelings about Lily that I thought I was over"

Mercedes: "Q, you will never truly be over any feelings about Lily. Its not in you. He just brought them to the surface. I wanna punch him for hurting you."

Quinn: "Don't punch him, you can't run away right now" Quinn chuckles, hoping its already an appropriate time to make jokes. "I had stopped thinking about her you know? I wasn't stuck in my head anymore about it. Yeah, I still think about her daily, but it wasn't torture. And now, its all back."

Mercedes: Mercedes couldn't know the pain Quinn was feeling, but her heart broke for her best friend. "You did what you had to do. There is no need to feel tortured I know you can't help it but I wish you could see that."

Quinn: Quinn sighs, she always feels so heartsick about it. “I don’t know. He’s all mature, and adult now. I can’t help but think about what it would be like if we could’ve kept her. I know we made the best choice at the time, but we were kids who didn’t know better”

Mercedes: "Trust me Noah Puckerman is not all Mature." She leaned against Quinn. "You gave Lily a life, you gave her a chance. And that was you being her mom."

Quinn: Quinn nods, she tells herself those words all the time but shes not sure if she ever believes them. "He's much more mature than back then. He used to spend hours lecturing me on the different super Marios and why 2 was the best”

Mercedes: "Okay he has grown up, yes I guess but he's still the ass who hurt you and I am not here for that."

Quinn: "Please don't go fight Puck right now. Hes not worth it. The good news is, I think I might actually be getting over him"

Mercedes: "Why?" She whined but then smiled. "Getting over him?!?!? How whats up?"

Quinn: "Because you're literally injured Mercy. He'll still be there to fight when you heal up." Seeing Puck was a shock for sure, and it reminded Quinn of all her relationship fuck ups. "Well I think I was in love with him for a while back then, and then he you know, took off and ran, so I never really got closure. But seeing him, it kind of made me realise just how much he wouldn't fit into my life anymore."

Mercedes: Mercedes sighed. "Fine." she whined. "Your life is so much better than it was and you are right he doesn't fit. And I am happy about that."

Quinn: Quinn nudges her friend, looking up at her. “I love you, you know that? Today has reminded me just how grateful I am to have you in my life.”

Mercedes: "Oh Q. You are my best friend. I am grateful for you too. And i know seeing him was hard, but I am so proud of how you handled all of that."

Quinn: Quinn presses a kiss to her friends cheek. "My life does seem to be an endless list of fuck ups doesnt it?"

Mercedes: "No." She assured her. "This is all about finding our way. Finding your way and you are already there."

Quinn: “Ah, I dunno. I still have a lot of things I need to check off my adulting list” Quinn jokes.

Mercedes: Mercedes laughed. "You and me both. But if anyone can reach their goals and check em all off its you." She sighed. "I don't know where I would be without you Q, thanks for being here with me."

#f2f:Discord #f2f:Mercedes #Mercedes

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