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#info about it now? oh my god someone's gonna die
eggmeralda · 8 months
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when I was 19 in 2019 I got these Vibes about 2023, it wouldn't be good or bad it would just be a Significant year
2020 was so bad that 2021 could only be better, it started good and then I got paranoid that 2022 was gonna be bad in comparison, so I mentally prepared myself for 2022 months in advance
then by the summer 2021 suddenly became worse than all of 2020 combined, but it improved by about september
bc of the mentally preparing myself months before, 2022 was amazing, but bc it started so good I got the feeling that it wouldn't end well
the last 4 months were pretty bad, and then came 2023
I got many different vibes for it over the past 4 years, but one of the main things was that there'd been a pattern going since 2015
2015: extremely good
2016: extremely bad
2017: average
2018: pretty decent
2019: extremely good
2020: extremely bad
2021: average
2022: pretty decent
so 2023 was expected to be really good? but also it had to get up from 2022's bad ending so the goodness was gradual
my brain is prepared for a good last 4 months to compare to 2022's bad last 4 months
but also following the pattern, 2024 should be extremely bad, and once I've got the thought in my head that a year will be bad, there's no going back. which would explain the extremely bad year following an extremely good year
2015 and 2019 were unreal, which meant 2016 and 2020 would've looked bad in comparison no matter what, so they just completely gave up and decided to be awful
but anyway it's 'getting paranoid about next year' season, also I can never escape the patterns of time etc etc
#in 5 days it's the 10th anniversary of the beginning of my memory and dates obsession. which is fun#oh time thoughts why must you run my life#why must you keep constant surveillance on my thoughts and if i think the wrong thing then something disastrous will happen#fun fun times 👍#also like *19yo thoughts voice* ''something very bad will happen in 2020''#*19yo thoughts voice* ''2023 will be a significant year'' and then me paranoidly thinking what could be That significant that i'm getting#info about it now? oh my god someone's gonna die#and then by 2023 someone died#bc i reblogged that post saying 'reblog to get good news in late march'#which meant i left the thoughts unsupervised by late march bc i thought i was protected by that post#then my friend and his toxic girlfriend had a massive fight and i was like 'oh my god they're gonna break up this must be the good news'#then they stayed together and my sister's friend died instead#as if the time patterns were reminding me never to let my thoughts relax like that again#i need to always remember every memory and make sure i don't accidentally control the future again#i know realistically i don't control the future and i didn't cause my sister's friend to die and i didn't cause the pandemic#and i know my brain is very irrational#but still#this happens way too much and idk i just don't want something really bad to happen in 2024#hopefully it'll do a weird swapover like with 2017/18#bc before that odd number years were good and even number years were bad starting in 2014#or like odd number years would start bad but end good and the even number years would be the other way round#but 2017 stayed neutral throughout and then 2018 started bad ended good#then until 2021 the pattern was swapped#2021 was weird bc it started and ended good but was horrendous in the middle#no other year has ever done that#so yeah 2024 could do something weird and swap with another year idk#but i'll have to see#ramble
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everythingne · 6 months
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marketing ploy — LN4 / ch.2
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Saudi and Aussie. How bad can it go? Well, bad enough for Max and Charles to start asking questions. And maybe for Lando’s behavior to be a little off.
piastri!oc x lando norris / fake dating, brothers best friend
warnings/notes: no big warnings other than some language, probably inaccurate f1 info (spare me here), written while sleep deprived
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18 MARCH 2023 - JEDDAH, SAUDI ARABIA ↴
The Saudi Arabian heat burns across my shoulders as I duck into McLarens paddock behind Oscar. The tanktop I'm wearing doing nothing to help regulate the heat under my uniform shirt that I've unbuttoned and have tucked at my elbows. Oscar takes a long swig of his now empty water bottle before tossing it away and giving Lando a hug over the shoulder.
"Ready to die in this heat?" He asks, making Lando snort and nearly spit out his water. I giggle as Lando coughs after swallowing and find myself stepping up to stand right next to Oscar, peering up at Lando through my eyelashes as a few cameras click in our direction. It’s certainly odd for me to be here, and not already tucked away in Red Bull’s paddock. Hopefully other people notice that.
"I'm trying not to, man." Lando shakes the sweat of his water bottle in Oscar's direction, making him shriek and wipe the icy water off his face. I can hear the more of the media teams and reporters in the paddocks approaching, almost like a weird sixth sense.
"Morning, Mini Piastri." Lando leans down and gives me a proper hug, one I'm not expecting, but nonetheless I kindly return it. Reminding myself of the contract I'd signed nearly a month ago.
God, it had been a month already?
"Morning, Norris." I step back, adjusting my hair with a tiny giddy smile I let myself easily fake. He looks at me like I've hung the moon and stars for him, and I'm shocked at how easily he can fall into faking utter and complete love. He's a natural.
Someone calls Lando over from the other side of the paddock and as he excuses himself, he places a hand on my lower back as he moves behind me, and it lingers. His fingers glide along the fabric of my shirt, nails scratching at the skin underneath enough to make me look over my shoulder at him as he looks at me one last time before fully stepping away to whichever engineer had called his attention.
"When do you have to be with Red Bull?" Oscar asks, drawing my attention back to him as I try to swallow the blush on my face, "to see your second brother."
"You're so dramatic about Max." I laugh, punching his arm, "and not for another like... ten or so minutes, Kaycee, who works under me. She’s running all the analytic stuff this morning. She's gonna move up to be a co-head analyst."
"Oh! She’s the one with the red hair right? She's so sweet." Oscar takes a water from a worker who hands us both plastic bottles, and Lando ends up snaking back over and taking me by the wrist as Oscar is called over in his place. As Oscar turns away, Lando pulls me back to a far corner and lets me rest against it as he hovers in front of me. Shielding me from view.
"So, how exactly are we handling media?" He says, "like paparazzi?"
"I guess we should just act the same?" I hum, looking over at a few media personnel who hover around the car, the team, and Oscar. The paddocks are slowly buzzing to life as everyone's arriving for the day.
"Then, you have to act like you like me a little bit, Ollie." Lando leans in a bit, breath fanning across my cheeks and I tilt my head up to challenge him. But before I can say anything in retaliation my phone rings with a call from Christian.
"Gotta go, Nori." I smirk, poking his chest as I lean up into his personal space, lips inches apart. He looks down at my lips for half a second, before I step back and call over my shoulder as I leave,
"Tell Oscar I said good luck!"
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Luckily no one had passed out at training.
I'm standing at the edge of the paddock, laughing as I flick water at a very heat-exhausted Max Verstappen. He'd done just as well as I had expected him to, everything with the car working just as we had expected, but once again he skews my data with faster laps than I've seen in his car ever.
This rivalry thing was going to cost someone a car at some point.
"Hey, Livie!" A voice shouts, and I turn to see Oscar. Considering he's the only one allowed to call me that, I can't even feign surprise at his sudden appearance outside the Red Bull paddock. Still in race gear. Fuckin’ Aussie.
"Ossie!" I grin back, and Max crosses his arms and wipes sweat from his hairline with a towel as Oscar approaches.
"Hey, Max." He says, wiping sweat from his face with the sleeve of his undershirt. Whistling to get my brothers attention, I toss him a plain white towel, a spare I had tucked in my pocket. I swear Oscar almost melts with appreciation when he sees it and then prompty wipes his entire face down.
"Good to see you, Oscar." Max nods, leaning on the shaded wall adjacent to me. He's been out of his gear for a while, considering he has almost thrown up from the heat twice today. We had pretty much shoved it off of him as soon as he was done with training.
"You weren't answering your phone, and I needed to give you your stuff, so I came over to tell you I've gotta stay late, they're making sure somethings not overheating or something." He tosses me a hotel key and my purse from his passenger seat, I can tell his vagueness is due to whatever issue there is probably being not fully explained. Or because Max is here, because he's usually tell me everything.
"I'll catch a ride back, no worries." I pat his shoulder and he nods, lifting his phone to his face and groaning. I can see Andrea's contact on his screen and I laugh softly at his clearly exhausted expression.
"Gotta go, again, see you for dinner?" He starts backing up and I nod.
"Seven, sharp!" I shout and he nods before turning and just taking off in a run before I see him vanish into the McLaren paddock, which is only separated from Red Bull by Williams, so it's not terribly far. Max and I stand in quiet for a few moments before I hear some keys jingle and look over to see Charles tossing his keys to Max. The two share a quick greeting as I readjust and tip the last drops of my water bottle into my mouth.
"Need a ride back?" Max asks as I lower the bottle, but a whistle takes my attention sideways where I see Lando approaching.
"Nope. See you guys tomorrow!" I cheekily grin, slipping off the wall to approach Lando who twirls his car keys absentmindedly. He smiles at my approach, adjusting his bag as he stops so I can meet him midway.
"Nice to see you, Ollie..You need a ride home, right?" He grins, placing a hand on my lower back once more and I lean up to tuck a stray hair back against the others.
"You too." I say, peeking behind me to see Max and Charles watching the two of us interact and a small idea pops in my head, "yeah, actually."
"Perfect." Lando's eyes lift to look at Max and Charles, and seconds later he's escorting me by the small of my back out of the paddocks. "Starting strong, aren't we?"
I can't help but laugh, hiding my mouth with my hand as we slip into the car park as we peacefully walk along various other racers whose eyes linger on Lando's hand a bit too long.
"Really strong, it seems." I say as he opens the passenger door to his car and I step in as if it's normal for this to happen, wasting no time settling in as he shuts the door and god damn why is that actually so hot?
As Lando settles next to me in the car, shutting his door, he smiles over at me.
"At least they can't say we aren't keeping up our end of the deal."
19 MARCH 2023 — TWITTER ↴
URF1NEWS: LANDO NORRIS was spotted yesterday leaving the track, and coming back today with OLIVIA PIASTRI at the Saudi Arabia GP. With tensions at an all time high between Red Bull and McLaren, you can’t tell me you arent wondering what this might mean.
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567k LIKES, 350k RETWEETS.
no.rizz: adam sandler what are u doing here??
mclarensnumba1: they have to be dating be so serious.
ferawrri: brothers best friend ‼️‼️
monacosbtch: i think they did it but i just can’t prove it.
norris4: OLIVIA AND LANDO??? BE SO SERIOUS ILL SOB. FREE FLOW TEARS.
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30 MARCH 2023 — CALL BETWEEN ADA AND OLIVIA ↴
“Welcome home, Miss Piastri.”
“Morning, Ada.”
“You and Lando need to start pushing this rhetoric of your dating a bit harder. Astrid is already speaking with him about it but we need a strong push here in Australia. It’s you and Oscar’s home race after all.”
“Were the paparazzi photos of me getting into his car not enough?”
“Oh they were, but we really wanna cement it.”
“So… what are you asking of me?”
“Today, Lando has been instructed to drive you to the track with a gift.”
“A gift? Like what?”
“You’ll see. But, we expect you to post that gift on your public instagram story. Preferably with some sort of McLaren indication—the orange hearts work well.”
“Christ. Okay, what else?”
“Oh. it’s time for the soft launch and the pictures in his team shirt. I’ll find you before the race tonight with more details.”
“Great…”
Lando’s luckily not in a papaya orange car this time. A black SUV fits him well, and will hopefully blend us in a bit more.
“Morning, Ollie.” he says as I climb in, Oscar somewhere behind me in the hotel still. I yawn in response, waving as I settle in the seat before I notice what he’s holding.
“Oh, Ada was serious.” I laugh at the little bouquet of flowers he holds towards me. They’re daises, my favorite flower, and then some yellow chrysanthemums and little pink roses sit behind them.
“She just said to get the daises.” Lando hands the flowers to me, and I happily take them, and then I notice one final thing resting in the cup holder.
“The girl at the coffee place I stopped at was a McLaren fan, so I asked her to write a ‘cute note for my girlfriend’ on the lid.” his voice lifts in octave as he recounts his words and then he lifts the little coffee in his cup holder so I can see it. That gesture alone makes me swoon just a little bit harder.
“Damn. My real boyfriend after this is gonna have some competition.” I giggle, taking the coffee from his hands and repositioning so I can snap a photo for instagram. He laughs in response to what I say, but I hear the leather of his steering wheel squeak as he grips it a bit tighter.
“Yeah. Boyfriend.” I swear I hear him mutter, but when I ask what he said, he swears he said nothing—so the conversation gets dropped there as he pulls out away from the hotel.
OLIVIAPIASTRI POSTED A NEW STORY! ↴
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MCLARENRACING MADE A NEW POST! ↴
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liked by landonorris, oscarpiastri, maxverstappen1, and 965k others…
mclarenracing: @ oliviapiastri visiting the paddock is always a good luck charm. Wishing the best home race for our Piastri siblings!
ryoooraces: NUMBER WHAT NOW??
oliviapiastri: always lovely to see you guys 🧡
no.rizz: IS THAT LANDOS FUCKING JACKET.
logansargeant: gears are turning.
— williamsbaby: LOGAN BE ONE OF US!!!
“Charles?” I pause in the doorway to my office, a Red Bull in my hands, bag and purse over one shoulder. The thick jacket I wear making my arms—which hold the flowers, an empty coffee cup, and files I couldn’t fit in my purse tightly to my chest. Both him and Max are pressed along the wall where the door opens and in my rush, I nearly whacked Charles with the door as I kicked it open.
“I have a question.” Max states as soon as I’ve plopped my mess of stuff on my desk, and I hold up a finger as I chug the rest of my lemon Red Bull, make a face, and toss the can along with a coffee cup in the tiny trash can under the desk.
“Well, I do too.” I turn to both men before kneeling down to grab an empty vase from my cabinet along with a stray pair of scissors, “so, fire away.”
“Why are you spending so much time with McLaren?” Max asks as I start moving my files and such to my chair so I can cut and put the flowers in their new temporary home before they live on my mothers kitchen window until their inevitable death, “it’s usually impossible for you to leave the paddock here unless Oscar himself comes and drags you away.”
“And the Lando jacket?” Charles tacks on at the end, smacking Max’s shoulder as if they’d agreed to mention it. The two are as close and you can be at this point, so I’m not surprised at their brotherly antics. I can tell that the two of them have taken it upon themselves to figure out what exactly is going on, just as brothers—or in my case sisters, do.
Oh, a perfect opportunity just appeared in front of me. A way to really get the ball rolling on this whole ‘dating’ thing.
“It’s nothing serious.” I wave a hand, sorting the flowers into the vase with one hand. I shrug off the new Lando Norris varsity jacket merch once it gets too hot, plopping it on the back of my chair.
“Really?” Charles says with a dangerous curiosity in his tone that only makes me smile wider as I keep cutting stems, and popping flowers into the vase. I glance up once I’m done with the daises, eyes challenging Max’s and Charles’ sharp, curious gazes for half a second before I stand fully and let a fake, giddy, nervous smile cross my face.
“Maybe…” I ponder saying it, feeling heat rise to my face naturally as I imagine the way Lando grins at me whenever he sees me walking up, or the way his warm hand feels on my back as he guides me, “a certain McLaren driver has caught my eye.”
The two stare at me for a second, before there’s overlapping shouts with accents so thick in the heat of the moment I can barely understand a word being said.
“Good lord!” I shout through them and dissolve into laughter, Max smacks a hand on my desk—pointing at me.
“So you are dating him?” he asks and I immediately shake my head.
“No, no. Again, it’s nothing serious.” I reply as calmly as I can, feeling a bit bad for lying but knowing in the end no one would be hurt. It wasn’t even like I actually loved Lando, I just liked the way he pretended to be my boyfriend. It was… really cute.
“But he buys you flowers and coffee, you wear his merch, visit him instead of Oscar, he drives you everywhere—is that not dating?” Charles says, crossing his arms over his Ferrari team shirt, “and why are you both being so sneaky about it?”
“He’s a friend for now, guys, and we aren’t really being sneaky!” I sigh as I finish up with the small amount of roses and chrysanthemums, beginning to organize the flowers to hide the shakiness of my hands.
I hate lying so much. If it’s this bad with Max and Charles, the conversation I’m going to have with Oscar will be unbearable.
“Well.” Max pauses, and Charles shrugs, “I guess it’s fine.”
“Wait—are you giving me your approval of Lando? Like a brother?”
“We both are.” Charles makes his way to the doorway, grabbing the handle to the door and stepping out, “he’s a good kid!”
I stare after Charles for a few seconds before my gaze lifts to Max, who grins at me.
“And now half of the Red Bull garage owes us money. Thanks.” He punches my shoulder and as he’s leaving the words register and I can only shout at his retreating form—
“—You guys bet on this?!”
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swallowtail-lotus · 1 month
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Sweetness {Loki x Mitsuri!Reader}
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Repost
I still like him ngl
No warnings, just some fluff
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Accompanying Aphrodite wasn't a good idea on your end.
The majority of the conversations you both had was her trying to get an answer out of you whenever she asked if you have feelings for someone. You tried to avoid that by changing the topic or just pretend you didn't hear it, but she was persistent.
Finally you cracked and blurted out the name.
"Ah! Did I say something wrong?!" You panicked at Aphrodite's shocked expression. The goddess shook her head.
"You did not. I'm only surprised Loki is your answer. I kinda expected either Poseidon or Thor. At least I got an answer!" She giggled. The heat made its way up to your face, slumping over in defeat after realising what happened.
"No no no! Please don't do what I think you're gonna do!" You frantically yelped out when you saw Aphrodite's smile. The smile that meant she'll pull off something you'll die of embarrassment.
"You can't stop me, my dear!~" She sang out, waving at you with her fingers when you took off.
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Sparkling green eyes followed the floating god. As if by magic your hair slowly floated up and down.
"His eyes are so pretty!." You pondered with a goofy smile on your face. You curled your fingers into a first and covered your lips. The images of loki invaded your mind, but that one piece of info just had to interrupt your daydreaming.
"Damn! I forgot to do a task for Hermes!" You internally panicked, your face nearly as pale as snow. But before you could even take a step, a slightly cold hand touched your shoulder, the
"Oh? If it isn't my favourite little goddess~" Loki teased, holding back laughter from your obviously flustered face. You tried to play it off as if you got too much hear from the sun.
"Been a while." You replied, your thoughts screaming at you to tell him. But apparently you didn't need to.
"Now, is it true you like me?" You shot your head in shock, mentally cursing to yourself. Sometimes, you wanted to keep your mouth shut.
"Where did you hear that?!" You exclaimed. You weren't too sure who may have told him, but you hoped it wasn't from anyone who likes to see you suffer.
"I overheard." It took you a solid minute to realise what he was implying.
"YOU WERE THERE?!" You shouted, covering your face with your arms. The floating god just laughed at your current state.
"Of course I was! You should know I can't help but be part of anything interesting." He had a point. That was the only way he found out about your... fascination with the small pink and green cakes and your superhuman strength.
"I knew I shouldn't have said anything..." You sulked, the colour of your hair draining out. You felt two hands cup your cheeks and lift your head up to face him.
"Hold on, I never gave you a proper response." Loki laughed, enjoying your shy expression. You grabbed his wrists, deciding whenever to break away from him or stay.
But his touch felt so warm despite the slight lack of it. Your eyes widen when he pressed his lips against yours, pulling you in.
"Yes yes yes! Loki's lips are much softer than I thought!" You thought, hugging him tightly. He stopped kissing you and leaned into your ear.
"I loved how you screamed my name~"
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arthurtaylorlester · 6 months
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RETURN OF THE KING: MALEVOLENT LIVEBLOG EPISODE 37 THE FARM
spoilers (you already know)
back at it with some humming!
JOHN MY BELOVED !!!! youre so bitchy i love him
HES SO PETTY HELP
harpers hill mention omg (harpers hill hijinks coming soon)
“MY BOOK HMPH 😤” girl 😭😭
“i didnt realise” yes because you cant see and john is like really really dumb
it kills me that john is bitching about oscar not finding anything but like what information have you contributed in the last 3 episodes
ive missed bullying john
malevolent is a comedy and i will stand by that
mmm rain sounds
HYPNOS GREEK GOD MENTION ‼️
“can you imagine hahah” yes i can it was the best arc of the show send tweet
well you havent seen his face
whys john being so quiet all of a sudden?
OH WHAT THEFUCK I SAW RHIS COMING
“i suppose ill just watch again” SOMEONE IS A JEALOUS GIRL
arthur ignoring john….. the girls are going to DIVORCE
“not you sorry ^_^” and then he goes back to ignoring john?? girl
oh wait that was very sweet
WHAT THE FUCK I JUST TOOK ABDHDNFN
sorry arthur speaking to john like that just destroyed me
I TRUST YOU AND YOUR MY FRIEND??? IM NOT TRYING TO IGNORE YOU?? THEYRE COMMUNICATING A
“its not because i dont care 💛” “…yes?” oscar this isnt about you
poor guy though he must be so confused
arthurs tone changes so much when he speaks to john
someone get john a pair of glasses either that or he was too busy daydreaming to see the turnoff
oh of course john would want to split off because he hasnt ever seen a horror movie arthur if you die then it’s your fault for not showing him the movie 🙄
“we might have to sleep in the car” okayyyy
oh so now john wants to give him info because he deserves to know
aaaand now he doesnt want to tell him. we love a hypocritical king !!!
return of the canadian sourry
you dont need to sound so smug that he looks hurt john 😭😭
okay oscar love the existential crisis while reading very relatable
is he gonna say arthur is his purpose
oh for fucks sake
NOT THE SOFT “oscar”
ok oscar is def into arthur and arthur saying “i don’t believe in god” is like rejection. this is how unrequited blindfaith can still win.
also god believes in you? well john and kayne sure seem to believe in him for what its worth
oscar nooo dont devote yourself to arthur that never ends well
john i dont care about oscar either but you have got to stop laying it on so think jfc
john the undefeated more like john the opportunist
“woAH” same john same
oooh so john can see auras now basically?
what monster are we gonna find in the barn 👀
oh that sounds fun actually though /j
AWW I KNEW HE WAS GONNA ASK IF HE WAS OK
ok i love how prominent the dreamlands are this episode i was just thinking about how good it was
john just wants his alone time with arthur because he cant answer his questions
“i need another set of eyes” thats like the one thing john can do it must be kinda sad to like, not be able to fully do the one thing you used to be great at
“ *gasp* a forgotten one :0” john dont act like you know what that means
hey is john a forgotten one then. is he. is he though.
can everyone except arthur feel the weirdness of places
NOT THE MUSIC BOX MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND HARLAN WHEN ARE YOU GIVING US AN OST PLEASE IM BEGGIN YOU
ITS MIDNIGHT DONT GO IN THE FUCKING BASEMENT ITS RAINING YOURE BEING CHASED BY AN EDLRITCH THING
john its ok if you didnt see it you dont need to justify yourself ❤️‍🩹
john sounds almost scared to go in the basement lol
the stairs are gonna give out at a later date im calling it
what could possibly happen in the last 15 minutes
a door ajar omg is that a wtnv reference
did arthur almost die by getting crushed by a bunch of furniture
oh a barricade i know what this is about
oh happy halloween btw guys
OSCAR JUMPSCARE
my honest reaction too john
what… what did you just sink into….
oh hole in roof, cool
arthur pay attention oscar hes gonna set hjmself on fire on accident
the jarthur was too busy analysing the painting to pay attention to oscar
OH GODDAMIT ARTHRJ WHAT THE FUCK JOHN WHAT THE DAGGER? THE ONE HE SLIT HIS THROAT WITH
oh he wants to cut it off ok
jfc 7 minutes oh no
I CALLED THE STAIRS CAVING IN
GUYS HE WAS READING THE BOOK OFC HE KNOWS
question: how strong is arthur physically
“A TOWEL!” “A TOWEL?” as i said a comedy
WE GOT A “WELL DONE ORTHUR” LETS GO
you know its weird that i can handle this fine but couldnt deal with the michael torture in the woe.begone finale
NO ARTHUR ITS NOT OK
HES ISNT GOING TO MAKE IT
oh ok hes fine sort of ok
the music goes so hard again
that arthur was so scared
ok the arms alive run
or get john to arm wrestle it idk
“what thE fUCK WHAT THE FUCK” my daily vocabulary
and oscar was right :)
RUN YOU IDIOTS
arthur you could at least carry him instead of dragging him that poor poor man
i find it amusing that this mostly happened because of jarthur studying a painting and ignoring the man currently in possession of their braincells
indeed what do we do now
and thats a wrap! oh boy what an episode i have THOUGTHTS (oscar is not surviving this)
i know like maybe 2 people read this type of posts but i enjoy making and reading them back. so if youd like me to keep going with these i will :)
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I need to scream about this event (Friends Like These) because I truly was just. Not expecting the impact it would have--I don't remember if I read this one in Japanese???
I've only gotten the first two stories so far but I just.
Jeanne and Mozart are of course, as adorable as ever; there's no question about that. But Jeanne dropping this line:
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"It galls me to sound so much like le Comte, but I am grateful to God that I met you."
I. [prolonged error 404 sounds]. I'm not sure there are words to convey the simultaneous endless wheezing laughter but also AWWWWWWWW energy that consumed me in milliseconds. Wildly oscillating between "LMFAO ah yes, sentimentality? Disgusting I'll drink to that (blasts Bring Me To Life)" and "BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM DEEP DOWN AND HE LOVES YOU WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH."
I just can't get over how Jeanne says exactly one thing about liking another person and he's like, 'ew dad gave me cooties >:///// how dare he subject me to the mortifying ordeal of hope.' Jeanne I love you. Jeanne I would die for you. Middle schooler with well-meaning stepfather who begrudgingly accepts his kindness and grows for the better, but would rather perish than admit it. I never knew I needed this found family dynamic so freaking bad until I started playing this game. 11/10 I could watch this forever
More Shenanigans below the cut, + the Shakespeare and Comte Event Story:
Also a sidebar because I just can't help myself, I know I've talked about it before but: Mozart and Jeanne's friendship is so endlessly precious to me????? I love how Mozart is so NO I'M NOT NICE REEEEE (turtles) and Jeanne is like :> bestie. It's so damn cute watching Mozart squirm at being exposed for being sweet and Jeanne just truly grateful someone cares about him?????? How much Jeanne and MC dote on Mozart despite being together, how it only strengthens their friendship? Literally I'm over the moon, nobody touch me I'm tender!!! Jeanne deserves to live peacefully without being a tool of the state/bad actors!!!! Mozart deserves to be loved and happy without being defined by his musical success!!!!!
LIKE. Not to be dramatic but I could watch an entire saga of these two being friends and being adorable. Fresh serotonin every single time. Did I know Jeanne was going to share his food? Absolutely. Did I expect MC to think ahead and pack two lunches? Absolutely not. Was I delighted both times? Beyond what you can imagine!!!!!!!
I'm going to stop here at the risk of repeating myself over and over but wow. Jeanne's capacity to see to the very core of people, for better and worse, and how it lets Mozart be meaningfully seen. Mozart's recognition that Jeanne can mean well to a fault, worried that he might be taken advantage of--and how Jeanne can build trust with someone for the first time without being afraid. Can you hear me wailing and bawling
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Naturally, I acquired the Comte and Shakespeare one next. Now, I'm gonna be honest, I saw their names together and went "oh dear God. What am I walking into. Why do I hear boss music????" But I gathered my courage (more like I'm just too feral not to gather info abt Comte, but I digress) and experienced something that left me literally on the floor because I just. Did Not Remotely Expect This Series of Events.
So like. It starts off by being pretty normal and cute and I'm like awwww baby boy (oh he's a little fked up actually) giving gifts to dad. I'm sensing an ulterior motive but right now just let me have this. Also adorable that Comte is struck dumb by it, that's really cute I'm taking notes. And then. I was hit with the veritable ANVIL that was these next few lines:
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deep breath Okay. Where to begin.
I LOST IT at the implication that Will was like. Holding back from ending Comte's entire life with mere words. WILL????? WILL P L S??????? (lowkey wanted to hear the roast snickers) Why am I sensing a pattern that Comte loves spicy people??? Love this for me
I also started losing my shit the second MC was mentioned and you could just hear the record scratch/kill bill sirens. Comte really out here like "son say WHAT about MC." I can't get over how he's always so ready to throw down for both MC and Sebas at any moment. Anywho, naturally I come to the conclusion that Will was just trying to one-up Comte to mess with him by giving MC gifts. It was the one thing I did anticipate--and, fool that I was--thought it rendered me safe from what happens next.
DEAR READER. DEAR READER I WAS SO WRONG. I WAS SO TERRIBLY WRONG.
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BABY GIRL. BABY GIRL ON WHAT LEVEL IS THIS NORMAL BEHAVIOR. I'M LITERALLY CRYING RN?????? THE FACT THAT I CAN'T TELL IF HE'S JUST BEING SILLY GOOFY OR HE LEGITIMATELY MEANS IT OR SOME COMBINATION OF THE TWO????????
Mans out here like "I lost everything in the war (literally) let me spoil my girlboss dream gf in peace. Vlad took everything in the divorce let me have this pls." I just. The mental image of him chasing Will around the house. The potential implications of him doing this to protect them both (I love you Will but you have. Problems). The HILARIOUS AND DUBIOUS qualifier when he says "dressing up MC is nearly my entire reason for living." Comte I love you more than life itself but that does not make this any more normal. What are you doing my beloved vampire jkhlhalfdhjfg 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Also an honorable mention moment, because it was endearing:
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Just the img of him wandering around with sparkly eyes and toting home little trinkets for everyone??????? He's so cute, that's the most grandpa behavior I've ever seen. I was chortling when Will was like "sir you made me sit in that cluttered carriage followed by another carriage full of stuff all the way home IT'S TIME FOR REVENGE (affectionate)."
I also love how Comte is like "Do I have a problem? Maybe. Will that stop me? Only when the sun cataclysmically swallows the earth."
Literally half of the members of the house are like "why are you like this" and he just heeheehoos his way out of it. How does he keep getting away with it. Can you tell I love him. Dazai isn't the only clown in this house honks Comte's nose
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losingherface · 1 year
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Summer Wounds
info: When reader gets home from patrol with a huge injury across her face, insecurities start to creep up.
Abby X Fem reader
Warnings: nothing :P
Thanks to this person for the idea! <3
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“…Fuck!” You screamed from the bathroom in your little shared space at the WLF stadium. You had been patting a huge and deep cut in your face with some kind of healing treatment. The treatment burnt your injury, sending sensations throughout your body.
Earlier that day, you had been running from seraphites with your girlfriend Abby before landing face first on a rock. You bled out a bit before she ripped a piece of her shirt for you to cover the wound with.
The two of you separated once you arrived at the stadium since she had some things to take care of with Isaac and you of course, had to take care of this.
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You’ve been in the bathroom for a few hours at this point- attempting to clean the wound, stitch it up and ultimately failing each time.
It felt like forever especially because of the tears that had been pouring down every time it didn’t work out. You wish Abby was there to help but something dawned on you.
This was definitely gonna leave a huge scar across your face. The dried blood looked dirty and made you look unkept. No matter how much you cleaned it. Of course this was all in your head, maybe.
As your thoughts started to drift into utter disgust for yourself- a knock on the door brought you back into reality.
“….Y/n You there?” It was Abby. You glanced over the mess in the bathroom, hoping to find a bandage that wasn’t used yet.
“…Yeah I’ll be right there. Just come in!”
You hear the door open and close, familiar light footsteps approaching the bathroom door. “Hey, you doing okay?” Abby says. You always want to melt a bit when she acts all protective of you. You felt a little sad though, what if this was it? What if she decides there’s no point in dating? I mean we’re going to die anyways? What if she thinks you’re ugly and dates someone else? What if the scar is worse the wound itself?
“Y/n..?” She says again, pulling you back in like always.
“Abby. Please don’t be disgusted.”
“….What is it?”
“Abby. It’s gross. Bloody like a crime scene in here. Don’t you think blood is gross?”
“Babe.. I see blood everyday. Did I ever tell you that I helped a horse give birth? Nothing grosses me out. Open up.”
You hesitated, pulling the used up bandage off your somewhat bloody wound. The wound was across your face from cheek, over the nose, to the left cheekbone.
You opened up the door.
“Oh my god…” She said. You walked past her. “ I know, I look ugly as fuck. Luckily, There’s plenty of girls here that are crazy about you though.” You sighed and sat on the bed.
Abby didn’t say anything, still standing from the bathroom and looking at you. You weren’t looking at her so all you heard was a small laugh.
She walked over to you and got down on her knees, facing you.
“…Are you being serious right now?” She whispered.
“The wound is deep, it’s there forever. I’m always going to look weird now.”
“Relax. Why are you acting like this?” Abby says softly, caressing your hands, full protector mode. (🧍🏽‍♀️)
“Listen to me, how long have we been together?” She asked you.
“…….Five years.”
“Five years. You were there when my dad died. You were there when I killed his attacker. You were there when people were looking for me. I was there when they almost killed you. I was there when your family was killed. We’re always there for each other. We have the greatest bond and love for each other than anyone out here. Only in five years. And I’m sorry, but a stupid wound across your face isn’t even close to being a dealbreaker for me. You understand me?”
You felt the tears starting to come down and she knew. She cupped your face with her large hands, wiping away the tears and kissing your bloody face. “I love you Abby.” You told her, she didn’t have to answer back because you knew she loved you. She always showed you better than she can tell you.
“…Let’s go clean up that bathroom and take you down to the clinic.”
She helped stand you up but before you two walked off together, she kissed your forehead.
You loved being loved by Abby. It was a privilege that made you strong and so, so, so scared.
a/n: a little short but i think this was really cute. Thx for reading ofc! <3
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mothsgotghosts · 1 year
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Soapghost Tangled Au
LOOK. I'm certain I'm not the first person to think about this but I Don't Care. This blog is basically just me saying shit about cod to the void anyway and talking like a bunch of people will see it lmao. THIS IS GONNA BE LONG AS FUCK BTW.
Also this shit is gonna feature some good old fashioned nikprice and alerudy and my several headcanons, a few of which I will share for context: First of all, almost everyone is trans in my mind, I won't lie to you. But mostly that's not relevant to the plot besides Soap and Nik are both trans men. Also Ghost is transfem and that's not super relevant but I will be using mostly she/her for her (I hc her using she/her and he/him pronouns) so be prepared. OKAY GOOD This is just gonna be me rambling my ideas in a bulleted list hopefully in the order of the plot.
The story sticks fairly close to the actual movie plot, once upon a time there was a magic flower yadda yadda. Anyway Old Man Shepherd wants to be eternally young yeah
Meanwhile the kings (Price and Nik) are like "let's have another kid", I say another bc Gaz is here also he's adopted <3, and seahorse dad Nik is real, okay great (DO NOT TURN THIS INTO OMEGAVERSE SHIT. HE'S TRANS. A TRANS PARENT.)
Anyway uh oh Nik gets sick (haha rhyme) and Price is like "go get that flower so my husband doesn't DIE thanks), Shepherd is pissed, steals their baby with magic hair
That baby with magic hair is Soap! Who is raised by Shepherd, everyone's favorite (least favorite) manipulative piece of shit!
Some background info on Soap's childhood, it wasn't great being locked in a tower and also. Soap is trans in this (as I've said), he's just gnc, but the long hair. Eehh. Not something he super loves but Shepherd won't let him cut it, obviously. The mohawk was a compromise (yes I know the hair lore but I want him to have a mohawk so shh)
Anyway Soap's 20-something birthday rolls around and he tries to ask Shepherd to go see the glowing lights, Shepherd says no, they argue, Soap asks for paint instead, Shepherd leaves to go get it
Meanwhile Ghost and Graves are robbing the fucking castle and steal the lost prince's crown, Ghost leaves Graves to get caught by the royal guard and then gets chased by a horse named Riley for a while before ditching him and climbing into an abandoned tower, and gets hit with a frying pan
Again, the story continues fairly the same. John makes a deal with this stranger in a skull mask to take him to see the floating lights, the lanterns apparently, and he'll give her her satchel back, Ghost begrudgingly agrees.
Ghost then takes Soap to get some food to convince him to go home and call off the deal, and she takes him to Los Vaqueros Saloon, run by two outlaw husbands and frequented by loads of criminals and bounty hunters
In case it wasn't obvious, Alejandro and Rudy own the saloon. Its patrons are made up of various different operators + Valeria (who IS an operator now but still).
Poor Soap is terrified bc Shepherd told him all people, esp ones like these, are bad news and then a bunch of guys lunge on Ghost to get her bounty and send someone out to go find some guards. Soap stops them, I've Got A Dream happens. Alejandro wants to be a pianist, good for him :)
Meanwhile Shepherd returns, sees Soap is gone, and rolls up right as Soap is saying how glad he is he left and gets pissed
Then the royal guard show up and Rudy and Alejandro help them escape and then call Ghost's dream stupid.
"Go follow your dream, hermano." "I will." "He was talking to him, your dream is stupid."
They get cornered by Graves, the royal guard, and Riley, escape and then get trapped in a cave and nearly drown. Ghost cuts her hand trying to pry away some rocks but it's too dark underwater for her to see. They both think they're gonna die so Ghost tells Soap her real name.
"my real name is Simon Riley. Somebody might as well know." "I have magic hair that glows when I sing." "....what?" "OH MY GOD- I HAVE MAGIC HAIR THAT GLOWS WHEN I SING!!!"
John's good old magic hair saves the day, they escape, they find a clearing to camp out in for the night and Soap uses his hair to heal the cut on Simon's hand, Simon freaks out a little bit it's fine, she's fine
John then asks why Simon changed her name to Ghost, Simon says it's a boring story but John listens anyway. She talks about her father and her brother taunting her with ghosts and skeletons, and when they died it stuck with her. She decided to become a ghost.
Simon asks about John's hair, he tells her that his "father" keeps him in that tower to protect him from people who want to steal his hair, shows her the tiny little brown strand that never grew back and says people want to use him for his hair's healing abilities, it's how he got the big scar on his chin.
Simon leaves to get firewood, and Shepherd emerges from the fucking shadows like a creature and tells Soap to come home with him, to which Soap says no because he Likes Simon, and she's gonna take him to see the lanterns, and she's nice!! Shepherd gets mad, tosses him the satchel and says to give it to Simon and see what she does, that he'll be sorry when she runs away with it, and then leaves
Simon comes back and Soap lies and says everything is fine. Shepherd runs into Graves who wants to kill Simon and makes a deal with him
Then morning rolls around and Simon is awoken by RILEY THE FUCKING HORSE, Soap convinces Riley to be nice and let Simon go for one day because "it's my birthday :)" and she's supposed to take him to see the lanterns
They make their way into town and Simon immediately is like "okay yeah your hair is too long" because people keep stepping on it and gets some kids to braid it. John looks very handsome, Simon is very queer, they run off and have a good time enjoying the town square and all the festivities
At some point Soap notices a mural of the royal family, with a certain golden haired baby that looks very familiar, but quickly brushes it off to dance with the townsfolk and Simon
Then it's time to see the lights! Yay! Simon gets a boat for him and John, tosses Riley a bag of apples that he Definitely Paid For, Okay...Or Mostly Paid For.
I See the Light happens, John gives Simon the satchel and Simon pushes it aside in favor of taking off her mask, just for John.
"but I'm not scared anymore, ye know?" "I think I'm starting to."
AND THEN HE TAKES THE MASK OFF AND. sometimes, I am a genius. Anyway, they get back to shore and Simon sees Graves and is like "I promise I'll be right back" and goes off to just give him the satchel, he doesn't want it anymore he just wants to be done with all this criminal shit, mainly for Johnny.
Graves instead is like "what if I took that magic hair guy instead" and knocks his ass out and ties her to a boat then goes to snatch Soap. Shepherd shows up AGAIN and knocks Graves out like "oh look son I saved you!" And Soap sees the boat with Simon on it, thinks she left him, and goes back with Shepherd
Simon wakes up TIED TO A BOAT WITH THE FUCKING CROWN HE STOLE AND GETS ARRESTED
Graves also gets arrested and Simon freaks out on him when passing him being led to his cell, Graves says that some weird guy showed up and took Soap back home and Simon is locked in her cell
Meanwhile back at the tower, Soap is laying in his bed all sad bc his gf left him, when he realizes the sun crest on the little flag Simon got him at the festival matches suns he's been subconsciously painting for YEARS, that when he tried on that crown Simon stole it fit, that that baby on that mural WAS HIM, that BRO HE IS THE LOST PRINCE.
Then he yells at Shepherd for stealing him away and Shepherd is like "okay fuck you" and plans to lock him up forever
Meanwhile, Simon gets broken out of prison by two cowboys and their gaggle of thieves and bounty hunters and a horse named Riley. Riley takes him to the tower where he climbs up and gets stabbed by Shepherd after seeing Soap LITERALLY CHAINED TO A WALL.
John begs Shepherd to let him heal her, that he'll go with him quietly and never complain if he does and Shepherd agrees and chains Simon up too so he can't follow them. Soap goes to heal her and Simon slices off a bunch of his hair. Shepherd rapidly ages and falls out of the window and dies, L moment. Simon dies too tho, sad.
For real though, "You were my new dream" "And you were mine" fucks me up every time. Anyway, Simon dies, Soap's magic tears of love or something brings her back to life.
"Did I ever mention...I like brunettes" "PFF- YER AN ARSEHOLE!" "Sorry Johnny, there can only be one blonde person in this relationship!"
Anyway happily ever after and all that, Soap gets to reunite w his long lost fathers and brother.
Look idk how they recognize him okay. Father's intuition? Blue eyes? The big fat scar on his chin that wasn't ACTUALLY from someone stealing Soap (he was a stupid baby)? Idk could be any or all of those.
THE END!!!!!! Thank you to those who sat here and read ALL of this <3 big preesh! Okay idk how to end this so bye
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livawritesshit · 1 year
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Ink!Demon!Bendy X Fem! Reader
CONTENT UNDER THE CUT!)
Warnings (Weird type of fluff Slight angst crying??? depictions of murder and devouring Depictions of injury
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You Were A Friend Of Audrey And Tom , Audrey Had Always Protected you From Hostile lost ones And Stuff That would try to harm you but even she was Busy With defeating the Ink Demon ,
She Always Spoke so low of Him That it almost made you feel Bad But you knew what he had done You Had never come face to face With Him and werent intending to unless neccesary Audrey described He Was stubborn and hostile All The times She had Encountered Him
You Mostly Just Helped in The sidelines Stabbing Alice Angel When She Almost Shot Audrey You Were Slightly Critical When needed but loved Audrey as a sister Tom(borris) as they called him Was quiet But he Was a Good person
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I Was Out Alone After Audrey Had to Get Past the Keepers Studying the Studio Trying to find out some info ,
As i passed by Few Doors the feeling of being watched was creeping up on me , Even Tho i wasnt being Watched or followed everytime i checked, this is scary.. I’m getting nervous , who the hell is following me?.. “H-Hello? I-is someone there?..” i looked around frantically , i hate this feeling i feel so vulnerable and unsafe .. i really hope i wont encounter wilson or the ink demon, just the thought alone makes me shudder,.. i begin running ,hearning something fall or break whatever it is I don’t want to find out ,
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I Started Running , i dont know why or how but i have a feeling someones after me , and sure enough i hear wet loud thumps signaling they are following me, i really contemplate turning around but rather not die because of curiosity honesly , i hear Them growl something alike?, no time to Think! , i run for what seems like hours ducking and opening Doors i begin feeling myself become exhausted , Stop yourself y/n! Struggle later live now! If i stop up ill die!, i notice a shadow over me , fuck fuck FUCKKKK!!!! , its catching up so damn fast! ,i duck under a barrel hearing it being destroyed behind me as i throw whatever i can reach backwards onto the thing as it mails almost anything and everything, this thing definitely wants to kill me! , i Fall to the Ground i struggle to get up , i notice its shadow above me ..”heh..?” I slowly look up at it or
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The Bloody fucking ink demon(just my luck) “you were foolish to think you could escape your demise,” he Started opening his mouth in such a weird way as his teeth appeared , they were quite shiny actually?, what the hell y/n not the time! “Why me ? Im just a sidekick anyways.. audrey is worth more trouble I just help by the sidelines..!” You stared at where his eyes should be,”you may be a sidekick but your a foolishly annoying one..” He snarled at you , that was kinda attractive , god his deep raspy voice would be funny to hear whimper , I shake my head what the hell am I thinkigg by about a litteral demon! Is about to fucking devour me! And here I am thinking about his hot ass voice! “I’m not that annoying,” d-did I just snap back? I’m so fucking dead I should say my prayers already.. he growled his hot breath fanning my face, kinda weird..”how dare you speak back to me you lowly mortal..”
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My eyes drifted up to his horns, they were dripping with ink yet looked completely dry so did his whole body , now that I got a good look at him he had Weird proportions Long arms small waist weirdly big Hands too?, if I was gonna die I might as well? , I reached up between his horns my hand gliding along , my other hand trailing down his face , almost studying his features , it seemed as if he were in shock or did not want to move whatever it was he moved back after a few moments , seemingly contemplating something before disappearing into the wall , strange? Why didn’t he kill me? . The adrenaline was starting to dissappear as i began freakign out realizing i could have been eaten , “i have to tell Audrey oh my fucking god!” I scramble to my feet Norton realizing i was still being Watched ,
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As i made Way through the studio , finally i see Audrey in the distance , i hear someone scream gibberish and charge towards me , god dammit not another lost one .. I get out my pipe ready to attack but as soon as I turn around there’s nothing there ? Just a pile of ink indicating something was ever there , this is weird.. “guess it decided I wasn’t worth it huh..” I FINALLY make it to Audrey as I rant about my encounter with the ink demon “So I touched him and he just went away!” Audrey was surprisingly calm “weird.. he would normally either try to convince you to join the darkness or devour you.. guess you caught him off guard today..” I think that’s reasonable yeah I probably did and I’m glad I did too..”I guess your right I was just lucky as all glad I was tho..” you shiver “I don’t wanna know how it feels to be devoured..” Audrey chuckles “don’t blame you” she hugs you “glad your okay tho” I feel a smile tug at me “yeah me too!”
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BENDYS POV
I don’t know why I spared that mortal.. something seemed different .. I rampaged killing whatever was in my path but her.. she just seemed so 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍.. I want to see her maybe just yet again.. I wander around aimlessly killing lost ones as they come and go , I hear her voice along with Audrey’s, now I’ll take the chance! , I let toon bendy take over requesting he follow the voices to try and get close to you and Audrey, I don’t know why ink demon wanted me to come closer to thoose voices but I hope they are nice..! , I turn a corner watching them one particular woman catches my eye , I walk over as quietly as possible tugging on the lady’s pants , END OF BENDYS POV
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I feel something tug on my pants looking down , Bendy? “ bendy what are you doing all alone it’s dangerous!” You grab him cradling him close to you , I look at him he stares at me , smiling “your so cute I don’t get how anyone would think any harm!”
I pull him flush against me ,Audrey just staring like I just murdered her “ I show him off to Audrey “just look at him! Audrey! isn’t he the sweetest Eeeekk!!! “
I give him kisses on his face my lips making contact with his cartoonish face “I just love you so much , i Dont get the lost ones! Love youuu!!” I give him a Big Long smooch right between his horns i realize something and quickly stop downing over him “ah im sorry Bendy i didnt even Think about what you would feel if i did that !” I frowned letting Bendy Down grudgingly
“im so sorry..” i rub his horn “i just couldnt resist your cute face :(“ i see Bendys cheeks slightly light up , he looks up at me before tears were falling , he didnt even make a single Sound or anything just silently crying, “im r-really sorry Bendy if i made you upset can i hug you?” I gesture waiting for him to answer before he stares at me before nodding , the absolute second he nodded i Picked him up “im going to give you a kiss now ok?” I give him a kiss right on his horn as i rub his cheek letting him know its all going to be alright
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I really like all the attention shes giving me its weird but i like it alot. Everyone Else has only cared for testing me and doing Experiments ,. Before i knew it i was crying .. i just feel so happy that shes giving me attention and love so this is how it feels to be ? I crave for more , i stare at her “can i hug you?” She even asked me instead of sticking needles in me like a puppet! Are you seeing this ink demon?
ʏᴇs.. ɪᴍ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏᴏɴ ʙᴇɴᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ sʜᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴜsʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴅᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.. sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ.. Your so gloomy.., I felt her give me another kiss on the head ..Wow :o I stopped crying I really want to talk to her but I can’t
I like the attention tho Wish I could become an adult so I could kiss her too I feel so giddy I could beat all the keepers ,I know I can’t but I just feel like it! END OF BENDYS POV
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He stopped crying I’m so glad! “See Audrey he isn’t dangerous he’s just upset I would be too everybody well.. Almost everybody is trying to kill him constantly!” Audrey sighed “Y/n I know he may seem good and cute but he isn’t what he seems..” I am confused “what do you mean? He’s not what he seems?” Audrey turned going to recharge her pipe , for a moment I pondered thinking what that could have meant ‘he’s not what he seems?’ Yeah right .. Audrey is just paranoid “isn’t that right you adorable devil” I smiled at him “names y/n!” I put him down “sorry about all that If I made you upset I didn’t mean too..” I remembered about how he was sobbing before “I mean it..”
I sat down “could you wake me if anything happens i just feel very tired.. or if Audrey comes back ok?” I trust him he won’t hurt me.. “you won’t hurt me right?”
Yeah no he wouldn’t.. I lay myself to sleep on the studio floor taking my sweater under my head and huddling closer into my jacket , I give him a smile before closing my eyes , maybe a few minutes goes by and I feel myself drift off to sleep , I hear something but decide to ignore it hoping bendy would wake me up if anything were to happen,
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Ink Demons POV
sʜᴇs ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ.. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɪʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ.. , I circle her a few times before laying down my tail swishing ink everywhere some landing on Her, ᴛʜᴀᴛs ᴀ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ sʜᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɢʟᴀᴅ ɪᴍ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs.. , I stay watch as I promised killing potentially hostile lost ones ғᴏᴏʟɪsʜ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇғʏ ᴍᴇ!, I kill one that got too close for comfort , I devour it Quickly to myself , I hear footsteps and Audrey’s voice , I disappear into the wall letting them deal with it by themselves ,
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I Wake Up To Audrey’s Voice calling out to me , “uni.. yn Y/N!” I wake up noticing bendy is gone, did something happen to him oh no oh no! “Did you see bendy on the way here!?” I frantically look around but no sight of him ,”no y/n the only evidence he was even here is that weirdly large ink splatter around you..” Audrey looks at me “what? He isn’t no..it isn’t .. is he really?.” Audrey nods “I-I need to go have a moment Audrey” I walk off into heavenly toys sitting in front of a bendy plush covered in ink , that’s way too much he couldn’t be I won’t believe it .. “he isn’t the ink demon I don’t see it only the horns but that’s it… they are nothing alike.. bendy likes attention but he moved away when I touched him? Yeah it can’t be!” I don’t believe it! . I reach out to the plush giving it a little kiss , bendy was always my favourite out of them all , a little smile forms. A voice suddenly cracks out on the intercoms , Alice angel? “Hello Hello! Welcome To Heaven Dear Step up and receive a sweet prize , im up by the stairs!” Her voice cracked alot as if she were forcing it but i believed her Angels are never evil right? , as i made Way up the stairs i Saw her , she looked like she had been mauled in the face, She had Long locks with a pretty waist , “Hi?…” i slowly ascended up the stairs something felt off..she reached out her hand to me “i Will show you peace trust me..” i grabbed it tightening the hold on the Bendy plush “trust me.. so i can be beautiful again YOU FOOL!” She pushed me Down the stairs , i know i Will die if i hit the Ground or stairs ! Fuck fuck what do i do?!, i realized i could only die nothing Else , closing my eyes preparing for impact , i heard growling and screaming from up the stairs before i landed on a puddle of ink , cushioning my Fall but not my head , i blacked out ,
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After maybe hours days? I dont know Time in the studio i finally wake up with a massive headache ,”that Fall took a toll on me ..” i could barely see my vision blurred “im so cold..” i could feel heat radiating nearby “Audrey…” i stumbled over to the figure , “im so glad you found me Audrey..” i slump against “her” being met with that warmth i needed. So much Nevertheless she doesnt move just ragged breathing , guessing its my own , i realize im still Holding the plush tight in my grasp , “you protected me Bendy even if your a plush thank you..” i stumble feeling something catch me “than.k you..” i close my eyes , until i hear a deep voice that is so familiar yet i dont bother staying awake exhaustion taking over “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴍ ɪ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ..“
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I seek comfort in the deep voice ,
𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳
I notice im laying on something i dont know what as i get up i hear a low rumble under me , i feel my nerves increase rapidly .d..did i get eaten!!?? I look around and im still in the studio but on some bed of a sort mostly of soft toys including the Bendy plush that saved me , i grab it gudelignende close as i notice a large pool of ink on the Ground along with struggle Marks, depicting .. 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴.. i realize quickly after putting the pieces together , im in 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘬 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘪𝘳 or whatever excuse the of a lair , i look beneath me noticing a puddle of ink moving up and Down, “t..the ink demon..” i whisper to myself , i Think he wants to devour me later.. i should escape while i can.. i hear him let out a low growl his tail swishing signaling hes about to wake up , i quickly step out from his embrace hiding behind some plushies , watching him wake up , he was probably not even fully sleeping i Bet .. , i Watch him look around , quickly getting on his feet , before leaving maybe to find and finally kill you?. I dont know .. rather not Stick around , i could maybe get a rest for a few minutes since this od the most soft place ive laid for a while.. “yeah 3 minutes and then ill leave..” i lay back onto the ‘bed’ laying Down closing ny eyes , the apparent 3 minutes im guessing have passed , i get up standing my feet before grabbing the plush , as i try to find the exit , a door ! I crawl out before making Way to where me and Audrey met up if we Got lost or seperated , walking along i hear screaming along with some weird liquid sounds , maybe its Audrey! , i turn quickly running over to where i heard the sounds looking out the corner, horrified by whatever the hell that thing is (ShipAhoy Wilson) You feel the need to scream and kill it as quick as possible its horrifying to look at and definitely not a Nice sight.. You notice.. Audrey! But shes doing something? Oh Shes turning off thoose Towers , But god That thing is bloody creepy! , she is even tricking it into breaking the barriers for the towers wow.. she really is amazing .. I notice something when she hits it , Wilson’s face inside it’s stomach? She finally makes it stumble back after a third hit , it screams as I keep watching not being able to pull myself away , fascinated , it stares right at. Audrey before moving , out of absolutely Fucking nowhere the ink demon appears and begins mauling at it before finally killing ShipAhoy Wilson before dragging him into a puddle of ink ultimately killing him before he turns to Audrey ,walking closer he says something , God he has an attractive voice, sad he’s a demon.. I hear a few bits before he says “ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ.. ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ . ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜᴅᴅʟᴇs“ as I watch horrified as Audrey is about to take his hand , I decide I have to jump I throw the plush at their almost touching hands , “DONT DO IT AUDREY!” I frantically yell , realizing it’s most likely a trick “y/n what are you doing here!” She shouts at me almost surprised .. “ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪ sᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘᴀʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ..“ he stares right into your eyes even though he doesn’t have any that you can see you can feel him glaring “wait.. it was you?” I relax my posture “but why ? You ran away our first meeting and our second one you brought me to your bad excuse of a lair ..” I am so damn confused why he hasn’t killed me yet instead protected and saved me multiple times “ɢᴀɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʟɪғᴇғᴏʀᴍ.. ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ“ a switch flicks in my head “so your bendy? I can kinda see it now but I never thought it was true bendy always craved attention . You were the complete opposite of him .. you ran off when I rubbed your horns … I mean I thought you were going to devour me so I took a shot I’ve always liked the look or your horns especially Bendys .. so how come your so different?” You stare at him , “ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ.“ he keeps on looking at you even tho he has ink where those eyes of his were supposed to be
Freaky..
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INK DEMON POV
ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇs sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ sʜᴇ ɪs ʙᴀʀɢɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ɪs ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ! .. ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴏ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟᴇss ᴀɴɢʀʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘɪᴛʏ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ.. ᴛʜᴀᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ , ғᴏᴏʟɪsʜ ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ. she keeps staring at. Me with thoose eyes of hers , I had completely forgotten Audrey was there . I look down at her again my mouth opening a little wider , “ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ sᴀғᴇ .. ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀ ᴅɪsɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀs. ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ..“ I notice her reach out her hand to me , right before our hands touch that dumb Girl interrupts by grabbing audrey by the arm before giving her a piggyback before she sprints off . It takes me a moment to realize what happened , i feel anger rising yet again as i take off after Them , “ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏᴏʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪsɢʀᴀᴄᴇ !“ i shout after her as i Faze through a wall right before Them , catching Them by surprise , as Y/N stumbles slightly almost dropping Audrey , as she tumbles before running backwards ducking under planke amd going through the tunnel to Wilsons lab , i notice her throw Audrey somewhere , screaming out her lungs “YOU KNOW WHERE TO GO AUDREY! JUST GO!” I hear Audrey yell something back”ILL FIND YOU I PROMISE!” As she falls “ ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ . ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ!“ i sink my teeth slightly into her chest earning a guttural moan of a sort , it sounds like shes moaning and screaming in pain i dont know which , but it did make my tail wag for some reason , “FUUUUUUCK THAT HURTS!” I can feel her squirming making my teeth sink deeper drawing blood “if im gonna die i might as Well see if this works!” I feel her grab my horns , as quickly as she grabbed Them she headbutts me possibly as hard as she can “ᴀʀᴀɢʜ!“ i feel my brain cracking even tho it isnt , she most likely used all her strength for that , i Watch her leave as my tail continues wagging the more i Think about how close she was , “ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ..“ i quickly look after Audrey but theres no sign of her , she tricked me! ,
END OF INK DEMON POV.
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I Grabbed his horns and headbutted him with all my might , fuck he was rock solid ! , i notice he was distracted as i scramble to my feet as i sprint toward a barrel, going inside . As i heard him rip apart the Barrels and potential hiding spots , screaming and growling my name and audreys , “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ..“ as he growled again , “where is Audrey i need to find her quickly before he does!” I grab the Bendy plush , “ you’ve always given me luck don’t disappoint now.. please..” I kiss it on the head yet again , as I sit in the barrel waiting for my demise or him finding me whichever comes first , i just hope that Audrey makes it out alive.. ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀe ʏᴏᴜ...“ god his voice was so deep you could get used to it.. honestly.. “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ..“ he rumbled with his voice. “Atleast i know what to do if he catches me a 4th time..” i whisper to myself i hear foot steps , stopping before me , (fuck)
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INK DEMON POV
She even Got away along with Audrey! You have to be joking she just keeps in my damn way…! I feel rage pure unfiltered rage go through me as i smash through barrels and crates seeing if she were hiding . “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ..“ i feel the urge to hold to Squeeze something as i look at a pecuilar barrel it seems as if something were moving , ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜᴜᴜ~“ i open the barrel noticing nothing was inside.. it was warm , so she recently left it “ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛsᴍᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ғᴏᴏʟ“ i ripped through every nook and cranny finding a trail of light blood ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʀ
I make Way to where the trail stops noticing her panting behind some barrels , shes doing something.. oh now im just curious… i Peek behind her noticing shes wrapping her abdomen as it slightly bleeds through. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 the sight almost makes me drool i havent tastes real Human flesh instead of ink in a while .. i notice a spot of saliva land on her , she slowly turns to face me , its Allison?.. “sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴀʟʟɪsᴏɴ..“ i notice it isnt even blood some sort of red liquid to impersonate it so she knew.. “im not telling you shit!” She spat at me , before slamming me in the face with the Gent pipe , wretched shit! , i throw her to the side , quickly following audreys smell , they cannot run for Long ill find Them this studio is ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ.. after running fazing through Walls and crawling through tunnels , i see Her the Real one Y/n. Sitting there hugging that devilish plush to her i would be a much better substitue im the real thing.. why am i getting over a damn stuffed Bendy? Im the real deal nothing beats me , i growl not at her but rather at the plush . She seems to be close to it , i stalk her every move as she cares For the plush as if it were alive as she crawls inside a large crate taking off her jacket as cover .. a mere jacket? I could laugh but i cant really , i stalk her for a while through the wall killing whatever came close with malicious intent, your quite intresting .. ill keep you around for a while longer , after Audrey she is a pain in the ass she doesnt realize her place is amongst the puddles.. ill convince her soon enough.. “i really hope audreys ok , love you , wish you were the real deal but hes evil i just miss the cute little Bendy who i didnt know was the ink demon.. i dont know why but i Got slightly upset knowing he didnt even want the attention and just my trust.. I don’t think he’s a monster he’s just so hateful and vengeful , he’s honeslty not too bad he protected me twice thought it felt weird waking up with him holding me like.. this you know? “ I listened intently noticing how she pulled the stuffed bendy closer to her in a circle manner , that’s what I did when I found her. “It felt weird his voice is quite soothing too.. but I don’t even know how I ended up in his lair I swear Audrey was that heat , when I fell down the stairs you saved me .. maybe it was luck , not possible .. luck has hated me recently . Me and him have a weird relationship.. he tried to kill me earlier but i Saw his tail wag when i grabbed his horns , he really liked it ..just like when i touched his horns.. hes confused probably.. wish i could comfort him in Any Way like i always let Audrey comfide in me whenever , i love Audrey but shes a sister to me i want her to survive of it means i have to die ill do Anything..!” I almost felt my non existent heart flutter but i Crushed it before anything escalated , No need For uneccesary feelings when i Will devour Them later on.”ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ..“ i feel her stare in my direction, “ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴜʙʙɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʜᴏʀɴs ,ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʏᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀᴡɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇss ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ .“ her face contorted to that of anger ,”ok then! But I’m a pawn your a .. uh.. evil tower ,yeah!” She pointed her fleshy finger at me , grinning like an idiot as if she did something cool ,“ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴊɪs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ” I pinch my fingers , I move towards her my whole body dragging along as she steps back slightly but stops , What is she doing now..? She just stood her ground supposedly waiting for something , I look around, nothing. Does she … want me to devour her?,”go on then I bet you won’t!” She crossed her deliciously coloured arms staring flat at me , I felt my grin grow impossibly wider ,I open my mouth , a deep breath rumbles out my throat like a earthquake , I bend down almost putting her in my mouth before just licking her instead, worth a sample to see if she’s even worth the trouble..” Ew! Stop that!,” my saliva pools where I licked her running down her cheek,
The look of something that belongs to me cover her is a slow desire that the ink demon doesn’t realize is coming his way!,
Def Making more parts I’m gonna. Make this into a mini series if anyone even reads through this cringe shit , I internally died of cringe at some parts and I maybe skipped too much dialogue and shi before getting into the story I’ll be slightly following the canon storyline. , I rlly hope someone reads this or ATLEAST enjoys it < 3
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swallowtailcherry · 2 years
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Sweet Heart💖
Loki x Goddess!Mitsuri!Reader
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(Originally requested on Quotev)
1. This seems to be a ongoing thing here (First Qin, then Hades, and now Loki the fuck-)
2. I think this is a complete mess
3. I got stuck on this ngl
4. Mitsuri's eye and hair colour is used here.
No warnings, just some fluff!!
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Accompanying Aphrodite wasn't a good idea on your end.
The majority of the conversations you both had was her trying to get an answer out of you whenever she asked if you have feelings for someone. You tried to avoid that by changing the topic or just pretend you didn't hear it, but she was persistent.
Finally you cracked and blurted out the name.
"Ah! Did I say something wrong?!" You panicked at Aphrodite's shocked expression. The goddess shook her head.
"You did not. I'm only surprised Loki is your answer. I kinda expected either Poseidon or Thor. At least I got an answer!" She giggled. The heat made its way up to your face, slumping over in defeat after realising what happened.
"No no no! Please don't do what I think you're gonna do!" You frantically yelped out when you saw Aphrodite's smile. The smile that meant she'll pull off something you'll die of embarrassment.
"You can't stop me, my dear!~" She sang out, waving at you with her fingers when you took off.
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Sparkling green eyes followed the floating god. As if by magic your hair slowly floated up and down.
"His eyes are so pretty! I wonder about his method." You pondered with a goofy smile on your face. You curled your fingers into a first and covered your lips. The images of loki invaded your mind, but that one piece of info just had to interrupt your daydreaming.
"Damn! I forgot to do a task for Hermes!" You internally panicked, your face nearly as pale as snow. But before you could even take a step, a slightly cold hand touched your shoulder, the
"Oh? If it isn't my favourite little goddess~" Loki teased, holding back laughter from your obviously flustered face. You tried to play it off as if you got too much hear from the sun.
"Been a while." You replied, your thoughts screaming at you to tell him. But apparently you didn't need to.
"Now, is it true you like me?" You shot your head in shock, mentally cursing to yourself. Sometimes, you wanted to keep your mouth shut.
"Where did you hear that?!" You exclaimed. You weren't too sure who may have told him, but you hoped it wasn't from anyone who likes to see you suffer.
"I overheard." It took you a solid minute to realise what he was implying.
"YOU WERE THERE?!" You shouted, covering your face with your arms. The floating god just laughed at your current state.
"Of course I was! You should know I can't help but be part of anything interesting." He had a point. That was the only way he found out about your... fascination with the small pink and green cakes and your superhuman strength.
"I knew I shouldn't have said anything..." You sulked, the colour of your hair draining out. You felt two hands cup your cheeks and lift your head up to face him.
"Hold on, I never gave you a proper response." Loki laughed, enjoying your shy expression. You grabbed his wrists, deciding whenever to break away from him or stay.
But his touch felt so warm despite the slight lack of it. Your eyes widen when he pressed his lips against yours, pulling you in.
"Yes yes yes! Loki's lips are much softer than I thought!" You thought, hugging him tightly. He stopped kissing you and leaned into your ear.
"I loved how you screamed my name~"
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babymetaldoll · 1 year
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Baby, I'm yours - Chapter three: "To die by your side"
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Summary: The team is doing its best to find Emily. Spencer is struggling with the fear of losing his friend and the thought of not being enough to keep his girlfriend safe.
Word count: 11,5K
Warnings: Lots of angst, Criminal Mind classic and painful canon, smut, mention of drug addiction and drug use.
'A/N: Hey guys!! Thank you for reading! And sorry for the angst! Tumblr didn't show last week's chapter in the tags 😔 I don't know why. Remember feedback is more than welcome if you are enjoying this story: Like, reblog and comment if you can.
Next update: February 1st
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(Y/N)’s point of view
I was having an awful flashback. I was again outside Tobias Hankel’s house and Morgan was telling me Spencer was nowhere to be seen. It was the same feeling of fear and panic that didn’t let me think straight all those years ago, and that ended up making me yell at JJ.
The fear of losing someone you love can be the fuel you need to bring them back or a paralyzing energy that restrains each and every one of your thoughts and movements. At that minute, it was the second.
I walked to Penelope’s office to tell her we were ready to take off to Boston and didn’t even knock on the door. She was talking on the phone with someone, and soon I realized she was leaving voicemails in every phone number that had ever belonged to Prentiss.
- “Hey, it's me. Hotch asked me to try all your numbers, and I have this as an old listing, and you probably don't even use it anymore, but if it is you and you're out there, come home, please. God, Emily, what did you think, that we would just let you walk out of our lives? I am so furious at you right now! Then I think about how scared you must be, how you're in some dark place all alone. But you're not alone, ok? You are not alone. We are in that dark place with you. We are waving flashlights and calling your name. So if you can see us, come home. If you can't, then..”- I rested my head on her shoulder as I heard her sobbing- “Then you stay alive. 'Cause, we're coming!”
- “We love you, Emily! We are your family”- I added and broke into tears as well. Garcia hugged me and we cried for a few minutes. I needed to let it all out before I put on my BAU profiler mask and hid every feeling I had.
- “We are gonna bring her home, and we are gonna get so wasted!”- I whispered and chuckled between sobs
- “Oh, we are gonna get so drunk after this!”- Garcia agreed and wiped off her tears- “Let’s save our friend, munchkin.”
We were on a plane to Boston. Emily had been captured by Doyle, Garcia had shown us the footage and for a second, we all thought the worst. Also, the police had detained Clyde Easter in that city and we needed to talk to him as soon as possible. He had to give us some more info about Doyle and his relationship with Prentiss. Anything that could help us find them.
- “Emily walked into a trap. It looks like Doyle got into the SUV, but from this angle, you can see that he didn't. Which I wished Boston PD would have told me before I started watching it. Sorry again for the screaming.”
Penelope showed us again the footage of the incident, and we analyzed it frame by frame.
- “She threw a flash-bang grenade into a car. She's lucky the 3 people inside didn't die. Is anybody else bothered by that?”- Morgan was clearly upset, he had been angry for the last 10 hours, after Prentiss’ disappearance. I had been upset when we discovered she had slept with Doyle, but at that point, I just wanted to bring my friend safe. I didn’t care what she had done.
- “Well, three bad guys.”- Rossi gave him a sarcastic remark and shook his head.
- “Illegal as it is, I think Prentiss knows she has to be as ruthless as Doyle.”- Hotch pointed out and I nodded in support as I sipped my tea.
- “He's come to the US to wage a public vendetta and hired a group of mercenaries to remain loyal to him. He has nothing to lose, so she has to act the same way.”- Reid added with a voice that showed how deeply concerned he was. I wanted to hold his hands the entire time to show him I was there with him, but I knew I couldn’t at the time.
- “So how did Doyle know she was waiting for him?”- Rossi asked and JJ answered.
- “ Well, the mole must have told him, right? The same guy who's been feeding Doyle the contractors and agents?”
- “And our best suspect was just arrested with a suitcase full of cash. How do we get Easter to talk? He won't cooperate willingly.”- Seaver questioned and I knew Hoth was going to handle the asshole himself.
- “I'll handle that. The rest of you focus on Doyle's location.”
- “I hate to be the one to ask this, but how long does Emily have?”- Garcia’s question was in fact the same we all shared, but no one had spoken about it in fear of the truth. Hotch’s voice was soft and kind as he explained the situation in the most positive way possible.
- “Her best chance is also the most troubling. Doyle saved her for last because he views her as his stressor. Which means he'll take his time.”
We all looked down and stayed in silence for most of what was left of the trip.
The Boston police station felt like a prison. I wanted to get out of there and find Emily. I knew walking around with no clue and no idea of what was happening would be useless, but waiting felt like torture. I just hoped Em wasn’t going through torture herself.
- “Get your hands off me! Do you know who I am? I'm the man!”- Hotch and I turned to see the man walking in cuffs to the station.
- “Who's that?”- I asked Rossi, who joined us with more info
- “Jack Fahey, Irish mob. He called Easter's cell phone 12 times in 6 hours.”
- “Any connection to Doyle?”- Hotch looked at Rossi as he waited for an affirmative answer.
- “Boston PD says he's low-level. But the Irish mob has long-standing ties to the IRA”- Rossi explained.
- “You two and Reid, see if you can get anything out of him.”- Hotch said and the three of us nodded before we started walking away.
I had questioned witnesses and suspects many times with Reid before. But never as a couple. I had wondered how that would be, but under those circumstances, I didn’t have much patience to play any kind of game.
- “Why were you calling Clyde Easter so much, Jack?”- Rossi asked right away, as we stood in front of Fahey, but he decided to ignore him.
- “Anybody got a smoke? How about you sweetheart?”- I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms on my chest, not saying a word back to him- “How about you, beanpole?”
- “What do you think?”- I asked my boyfriend as he made eye contact with Fahey and whispered his answer, making sure the suspect could hear us.
- “Narcissism masking deep-seated insecurity.”- Rossi and I nodded at his description.
- “So if we puncture his self-image, this hood rat will talk.”- David added, just to toy with him.
- “Hey, hey, hey, I ain't no hood rat. You take that back.”- Fahey freaked out immediately, as predicted.
- “Well, you look like one. You smell like one. You smell that?”- Rossi walked to Fahey as he spoke, and Spencer and I sniffed and answered at the same time.
- “Hood rat.”
- “I am not! Take it back!”- Fahey looked funny when he was mad, I give him that.
- “Hey, Jack. Do you know what a hood rat is?”- I walked over and stared at the suspect right in the eyes. He couldn't even answer my question, so I looked at Spencer and shook my head- “You see what I mean? He's just gonna have to learn the hard way.”
- “All right, all right, look, Clyde was gonna pay my medical bills, all right? This ear, it ain't growing back.”
- “What happened to it?”- Reid crossed his arms on his chest and looked at him with a severe glance.
- “This bitch teammate of his shot it. Said it was a warning. Thought she could take on this IRA big shit named Doyle. So I told these...!”- but the poor bastard couldn’t keep talking ‘cos Rosi kinda lost it. He squeezed his shot ear, making him cry and twist in pain on his chair. Blood came from the wound through the patch and soaked Rossi’s hand.
- “What the hell, man?! Jeez!”
- “Where's Prentiss?”- I shouted and hit the table, trying to get his attention.
- “Who? I don't know!”
- “Lauren Reynolds. Where is Lauren Reynolds?”- Spencer asked with the same urgency and somehow Fahey chuckled through the pain.
- “Oh. Friend of yours, is she?”- suddenly I realized we had lost our upper hand with him. And all just because of our feelings for Prentiss.
- “You tell us where she is right now, or I swear, I'll send you to a prison where they'll teach you what a hood rat is.”- Rossi threatened him, but it was too late, the bastard just chuckled.
- “And by the time you do, she'll be in pieces. So, uh... my price just went up.”
If he hadn’t been our only lead, I would have killed him right there and no one would have missed him. But we needed whichever piece of information the bastard could give us.
- “200,000?”- Seaver asked underneath, pretty shocked as we all stood at a side of the station. Fahey was sitting a few feet from us, waiting for our resolution.
- “What other leverage do we have?”- Hotch asked.
- “I just wanna beat the shit out of him until he speaks”- I confessed and sighed- “But I know it won’t take us very far, and there is not enough time.”
- “Is he an addict?”- Seaver asked, taking a second look at him.
- “He's having a nicotine fit. We wouldn't let him smoke.”- I explained and even cut her an evil grin.
- “We could use that. He’d relax, open his big mouth.”- Seaver suggested, and surprisingly it wasn’t a bad idea.
- “Is that enough?”- Hotch questioned and she cut him her sweetest smile.
- “Well, I'm pretty good with narcissists.”
- “Please don’t tell me, your dad was a serial killer and you know everything about narcissists”- the words slipped my lips, I couldn’t help it and I knew Hotch was gonna make me pay for it.
- “Well, I also dated a few.”- she answered and I sighed. We were going to go through Seaver’s plan. God help me.
For security reasons, we took Fahey to the rooftop. Hotch thought having two girls would help him feel more relaxed and so it was just me and Seaver with him. Well, if you ignore all the officials waiting for us at the door, including Spencer who insisted on keeping a close eye on what was happening.
- “You know when a cigarette is best? After sex with me.”- that bastard joked as he took a long drag of his cigarette, winking at Ashley.
- “Mind your manners, asshole.”- I commanded and kept my serious look on him. Clearly, I was the bad cop in that situation- “You're already extorting us for Prentiss’ location.”
- “So, just out of curiosity, what's it like working for Doyle?”- Seaver asked with a sweet tone of voice.
- “Eh, he's not so tough.”
- “Wow. I bet you're his hookup, aren't you? I mean, after all, you're the man.”
- “I could show you how much of a man I really am.”- I clenched my knuckles and took a step closer to Fahey, ready to smack those dirty answers out of him. But he raised his arms and took a step back.
- “All right, all right, all right, jeez. What's with the sexy good /sexy bad cop routine? What do you two think…”- a shot came from a window nearby, all of a sudden.
- “Down!”- I quickly wrapped my arms around Seaver and the two of us kneeled down as we heard a second gunshot and our only lead dropped dead right in front of us. Seaver started shaking, Fahey’s blood damping her white sweater. I kept my arms around her for a few more seconds, trying to comfort her as the police force surrounded us, working to find the killer.
- “Are you ok?”- I whispered and she just nodded.
- “(Y/N)!! (Y/N)!!”- Spencer showed up running and cupped my face in his hands- “Are you ok? are you hurt?”- I just shook my head and looked into his teary eyes, feeling like the most loved human on earth.
- “I’m ok, it’s ok honey. They got Fahey, we are ok. Right, Ashley?”- I rubbed my hand on her back and she nodded.
- “Yeah, but now we are back to square one”- she whispered, still shaky.
- “Come on”- Spencer helped us stand up and quickly walked us in.- “It’s not safe out here.”
After Spencer made sure I was safe, his fear of losing me (or any other member of the team under those circumstances) hitting hard for a moment, I grabbed a clean shirt from my go bag and walked to find Seaver. The poor kid was trying to wipe off the blood from her sweater with a napkin. It was sad. I knew without Prentiss, she didn’t have anyone close inside the team but Rossi. And I also knew it wouldn’t kill me to be nice to her for once.
- “That's not going to come out.”- I announced as I walked toward her.
- “Yeah, I know.”- I gave her my shirt and she looked at it in shock for a moment. Yeah, apparently it was that hard to believe that I could be nice and human with her- “Thanks.”
- “It’s ok. Actually, I needed to talk to you”
- “About…”- I don’t know what she wanted to say ‘cos I started talking before she could finish her idea.
- “Ashley, we have a problem. Without Fahey, there's not much left. We all want to save Prentiss so badly that we can't see this case straight.”
- “Ok. What do we do?”
- “Something that terrifies me: we depend on the team member with the freshest eyes.”- Seaver looked at me in shock and shook her head, honestly scared to carry such a burden on herself.
- “Oh, no. Not me, no.”
- “Believe me, this hurts me too. But the truth is you haven't worked with Prentiss for five years. You're unprejudiced.”- I sat next to her and maintained eye contact the entire time. I didn’t mean to make her nervous, I just needed her to focus.
- “Now, what's been bugging you since we left Quantico? How about the affair? That bugs me, you saw me, I yelled when I found out what had happened. Now tell me, how does the two of them sleeping together change Doyle's profile?”
- “I don't know.”- she mumbled, frustrated
- “Come on, Ashley. It's textbook!!”- I raised my voice ‘cos though I was trying to be nice at her, I was also aware we were running out of time to find Prentiss safe.
- “I haven't read every textbook! You always complain about that!!”- Ashley yelled back at me, so I moved closer to her and ket pushing her.
- “You want me to hold your hand? Fine! See? I'm holding your hand and giving you all my moral support. Now tell me, honestly: What doesn't fit? Just say it! What are you thinking? Spit it out!”
- “Why families?!”- she finally shouted and I nodded, excited pushing her had actually worked.
- “Keep going.”
- “Prentiss is Doyle's stressor. He wants revenge on the woman who betrayed him, and I understand that. But why kill that child in D. C.?”
- “Finally! You just gave me a reason to love the fact you are on the team.”- I hugged her and she widened her eyes- “Now throw away that awful sweater, put on the clean shirt and never wear white to work again, got it?”
Spencer’s point of view
There were too many stressors. Way too many for me to handle properly under that amount of stress. First, Prentiss runs away from us, hiding information from the team. Then, knowing how far she had gone with Doyle, faking a relationship with him and even sleeping with him. I’m not a prude, but even I know that can mess things up in the field. Now how did that change Doyle’s profile and how was he going to act with Emily? We had nothing.
And the fact a sniper had shot Fahey on the police station’s roof and might have killed (Y/N) instead was eating me alive. Of course, I always knew there was a risk in doing what we do for a living. And yes (Y/N) had been shot before (by far, the worst day of my life). But that day, on that rooftop, it affected me on a completely different level. I wanted to protect her no matter what, and I hated feeling I couldn’t do it properly.
I don’t think it had actually hit me until that day, but I wanted to marry her. I wanted to have babies with her. And soon. We had waited so long to confess our feelings I didn’t want to wait another five years to commit. I knew we had been dating for less than a month, but I knew she was my forever. I knew it since the first time I saw her.
But at that minute our job was to bring Prentiss home. Then I could take care of the rest.
Hotch got Prentiss' ex’s unit chief, Clyde Eater, to collaborate with us and the entire team got together to finally make some progress.
- “Ian Doyle's a power-assertive psychopath, highly controlling and very explosive when something doesn't go as planned.”- Clyde explained. We knew he was a psychopath and a serial killer. But his M.O and all the intel the CIA had on him were extremely useful to profile the bastard. And most important: to know what he was doing with Prentiss.
- “Ok, so how does this fit in with who he is as a family annihilator?”- Seaver asked and (Y/N) added
- “And Prentiss’ role in it.”
- “Annihilators have a romanticized view of who their family is.”- I looked at Clyde, but he shook his head at my words.
- “Well, actually, he was an orphan.”
- “Well, they think of family as their possession, until some law shatters that and starts them killing”- Morgan added.
- “But Doyle was never married.”- Clyde kept dismissing all of our contributions to the profile.
- “Children?”- Rossi asked, but we all guessed it was negative.
- “No.”
- “You run your profile that he carried out his murder with surgical-like precision.”- I continued talking as (Y/N) grabbed the picture of the kid Doyle shot from my hands, trying to find anything on that image that we could use as a clue.
- “Yes.”
- “With no collateral damage.”- Morgan added.
- “That's right.”
- “Perhaps this child was a surrogate for one he had.”- (Y/N) suggested
- “Say Doyle had a child and you didn't know about it. Is it possible that Prentiss did?”- Rossi asked the million-dollar question, and Clayde shook his head.
- “Then why would she keep it from me?”
- “Who else was in the compound the day that you arrested Doyle?”- Hotch asked and looked at the list of names.
- “Just his staff.”
- “All Irish?”- Hotch raised an eyebrow going through the names again, and Clayde nodded.
- “Yeah.”
- “That's a start.”
Thirty two minutes later we had an address and we got ready to rescue our friend. We knew Prentiss discovered Ian Doyle had in fact a son hidden, who had been raised by one of his maids as her own, to keep him from any danger. When the CIA got Doyle, the maid and the boy made it to America, and a year after Doyle’s imprisonment, Prentiss faked their deaths and relocated them, saving their lives from him. We didn’t know how or where. We just knew she made sure she did everything she could to save that kid’s life. Because that is how amazing Prentiss is.
We were on a rescue mission for Emily. The entire team, plus the special forces, got to an empty warehouse. We all walked in, and the first thing I did was to keep (Y/N) close. I couldn't focus on anything if I didn’t know she was close enough for me to save her. Morgan’s words kept spinning in my head: Our only advantage in that mission was stealth. Once Doyle knew we were on site, nothing would stop him from killing Prentiss. Or anyone on his way.
Derek was leading the mission, and after a few minutes of the most nerve-wracking silence, he announced he had Emily.
- “I got her!!”- his voice nearly pierced my ear as he shot into the earpiece- “I got her in the basement on
Southside! I need a medic!”
I stopped in my tracks and grabbed (Y/N)’s arm, who had just started running towards Morgan.
- “We don’t know where Doyle is! Stop! (Y/N)!”- I looked into her teary eyes and felt her struggling to let go.
- “But she is right there, Spencer! She needs us!!”- she begged as we heard Derek’s voice in our earpiece again.
- “Prentiss. Hey, it's me, I'm right here. You're gonna be alright. Stay with me, baby. Come on, stay with me.”- the officials cleared the room as we all continued to move, being extra careful in case Doyle was still in the area. I surely doubted it. He just wanted to hurt Emily and he couldn’t do it with all of us there and all his men down.
- “Clear!”- we heard that word, and (Y/N) ran from my side until she got to Prentiss and Derek the minute the ambulance reached the perimeter. I caught her and held her as we watched the paramedics checking her vitals and quickly moving her into the ambulance and to the nearest hospital.
Honestly, it all happened too quickly and I almost didn’t register it all. The way Prentiss looked when we reached her side, pale, almost dead. How Morgan kept holding her hand and refused to move from her side, getting into the ambulance with her, even against the paramedic’s will. The way (Y/N)’s tears soaked my shirt when I wrapped my arms around her, and how her hands grabbed my arms and nearly hung from me, not letting go until Hotch said we had to go to the hospital.
Everything will be engraved in my memory forever. And I wish I could just forget it all. It was all too much. And it just kept getting worse.
We waited over five hours in that visitor lounge, in the hospital. (Y/N) sat next to me, shaking most of the time, though I gave her my jacket, and wrapped my arm around her to keep her warm, and Rossi kept getting us coffee and snacks from the closest vending machine.
- “She is gonna be ok, right?”- Penelope whispered and waited for our answer. Derek just wrapped an arm around her and kissed her temple. (Y/N) looked at me for a moment, with pleading eyes. She wanted to hear it too, she needed to hear Prentiss was gonna be ok. I cut her a short smile, though my eyes were filled with tears, and snuggled closer to her.
- “Of course, she is gonna be ok”- I whispered to her and she just nodded, resting her head on my shoulder.
I think that’s the first time I knew I was lying to my girlfriend. But I was too scared to tell her I didn’t know. That I just wasn’t sure what was gonna happen. I wanted to be her rock, the man she needed. But I was so scared. Petrified at the thought of losing my friend. Of failing to the team.
We all raised our eyes when we heard footsteps coming over, and JJ walked slowly over us. Her eyes were red and she couldn’t even speak. We all turned to her and waited if she had any update on Prentiss’ condition. But her tears stopped our hearts. (Y/N) held my hand and squeezed it tight. I just opened my mouth, not knowing what to say. It couldn’t be right. There was no way that was actually happening.
- “She never made it off the table”- JJ confirmed and for a moment, time stopped. I refuse to believe what she had said was true. My friend couldn’t be dead. My last conversation with her couldn’t be that random exchange of words. Emily Prentiss couldn’t be dead.
I looked around and watched how all of our friends were breaking apart. Rossi was sobbing, Garcia was in shock. I stood up and tried to run away, though I didn’t really know where I was planning to go. But (Y/N) grabbed my hand and stopped me. I turned to look at her and saw the tears falling down her cheeks as she bit her lips, trying her best to contain her emotions. I knew she hated crying in public, and I also knew she couldn’t really control it at the moment.
- “Hon…”- she whispered and grabbed both my arms, maybe scared I would actually run away from her. But instead of fighting her touch, I melted into it, wrapping my arms around her body and sobbing against the soft skin of her neck.
- “I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye”- I mumbled and felt her arms trying to hold me together. I let my tears run as she hugged me and caressed my back. She was crying too, as well as everybody around us. That couldn’t be happening. Emily couldn’t be dead. That couldn't just be it. We were the good guys, and the good guys always win. We couldn’t lose her, we couldn’t lose Emily.
But we did.
(Y/N) and I held each other the entire flight back home. I don’t really know if we were trying to console one another, or just trying to stay together to keep each other sane. I didn’t follow any of the PDA rules Hotch and Strauss had been nagging us about. I held (Y/N) in my arms the entire trip. I sat her on my lap and wrapped a blanket around her, ‘cos she kept shaking.
No one said a word the entire trip. The only sound around us were grieves and sobs. There was a deep feeling of loss. Not only we had lost Emily, but we all felt lost. It seemed unreal.
(Y/N)’s hands were clinging to my sweater, and every time I moved on the seat, she tightened her grip on me. I kissed her forehead as I snuggled her closer.
- “I’m not going anywhere”- I whispered and slowly leaned it to kiss her hands. She sighed and looked into my eyes with tears.
- “I’m so scared, Spencer.”- she called me by my name as one of her hands let go of my sweater and moved to my cheeks, caressing me- “I don’t wanna lose you too.”
- “You won’t, I swear. I am not going to leave you, and nothing bad will happen to me.”
But the truth is, I was petrified too. And I held her even tighter until we got home, ‘cos I was also scared to lose her. We did everything we could to keep Prentiss safe, but we failed. The same way we failed to protect Elle, and Garcia. We failed to protect Hailey and Jack. We were a failure, the entire BAU. And it scared me to death to think something bad could ever happen to my girl.
We got home that night and just sat on her couch. We talked about having a cup of tea, but neither of us moved. We just sat there, crying and holding each other until the sun came out.
I smelled her shampoo all over me as (Y/N) let her hair loose and for once, it didn’t make me feel better, protected or loved. If anything, it made me more anxious. I just couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel losing her. And the fear kept crawling down my skin like a disease that spread all over my body.
And there was only one thing I knew had helped me get rid of that fear and pain: Dilaudid.
(Y/N)’s point of view
I stood outside the car and took a deep breath. We were at the cemetery, ready to give Emily her final resting place. It wasn’t right. The last few days had been the closest I had ever been to hell. We had to present our reports on what had happened the day Emily died. Then Hotch gave us the day off to rest and process what had happened. And now we were at a cemetery. No, it made no sense.
I had cried my eyes out in the last 48 hours. Life had changed completely and I felt lost. I refused to admit the fact my friend was gone. That had to be a joke, a very bad one. But I knew we couldn't function as a team without Emily. She was our rock. She was the one who always managed to keep her cool, even during the worst times. She was the one I turned to for advice since she joined the team, ‘cos we both had a rough start with Gideon, and Hotch wasn’t a big fan of women’s work when we first started.
- “Ready?”- Spencer held my hand and took me from my thoughts. I shook my hand and bit my lips, making my best not to cry anymore. I’ve always hated crying in public. He kissed my hand, and his lips lingered on my skin for a second before we started walking to meet the rest of the team.
Penelope was already there, with Morgan. I rested my head on her shoulder not saying a word, as I felt her caressing my hair. We just stood there in silence until Hotch and Rossi walked over. Aaron hugged us all, as I kept fighting the tears back.
- “It’s time.”- that was all he said, and we just nodded.
Spencer kissed my cheek one more time before walking with Morgan, Rossi, and Hotch to hold Prentiss’s coffin and carry it to her grave. Penelope held my hand as we walked behind them, along with JJ and Seaver, carrying some of Prentiss’ favorite flowers. Everybody was there, but I didn’t register much. A priest talked about loss and how we shall overcome it. But it was all a blur. I just remember standing in front of the coffin, fighting the tears, holding Spencer’s hand tight.
JJ walked and left her flowers on the coffin, and Penelope followed slowly. Then Seaver, Rossi, and Morgan. Spencer looked at me and I did my best to walk. But I swear, I felt my knees were going to betray me any minute. My boyfriend held my arm tight and helped me make my way to say my last goodbye. I still don’t know how he had the strength to do it if I knew he was hurting too. But at that minute I knew I was more thankful to have him than ever. I never wanted to lose him.
- “Come on kid, let’s go to my house for a drink”- Rossi whispered after the ceremony was over.
- “No, thank you. I wanna be alone”- I whispered, knowing he wasn’t going to let me go, but still trying to see if he could get I didn’t want to deal with people.
- “Kid, this hit the entire family and it’s time for the family to be together. Come. Both of you can not lock yourself to grieve all alone.”- Rossi was right, I just didn’t know how to deal with everything that was happening with all those people around me.
- “Do you wanna go?”- I asked Spencer, who kept holding my hand, his eyes glued to the ground.
- “It’s gonna be good for all of us”- Rossi added and Reid nodded. I sighed and gave up. I knew it was gonna be worse not attending, and maybe Dave was right and some time with family would be good for all of us.
Of course, spending time with family, under those circumstances, was painfully hard, because though all we wanted was to support each other, all our emotions were on the surface, and I don’t think we knew what to do with them.
We drove in convoy to Rossi’s and when we got there we realized he had prepared a little get-together. He had some food, some wine and a table in his backyard ready for us. Spencer poured a glass of wine for me, grabbed a juice for himself, and stood by my side as the rest of the team gathered around for a toast. I didn’t feel like toasting for Emily. Not that I didn’t want to honor her, but I wanted to do it on my own. I didn’t feel ready to share my feelings with my friends just yet.
- “To Emily”- Rossi raised his glass and his voice broke immediately- “A tuff rock, the smartest woman and one of the best friends we’ve had.”- we all raised our glasses and drank a sip.
- “Emily is my… was my best friend”- Garcia started, but tears stopped her speech. Morgan wrapped an arm around her and kissed her forehead, in support. We weren’t ready for this. The wound was open and bleeding. This was basically just twisting the knife inside the wound.
- “I remember when she first joined the team ‘cos Stauss pushed me to accept her. Erin thought she could use Em to control me and get some info about our work. And instead, she gave us an invaluable team member, and a friend that will live in our hearts forever.”- Hotch’s words started with a light chuckle and ended with tears. I knew he wanted us to remember the good things, but we couldn’t just forget that she was dead, and we would never see her again.
- “I just can’t believe she is gone”- Spencer whispered and I wrapped an arm around him immediately- “I mean, if we can’t protect each other, what can we do? how can we do our work?”
No one could give an answer to that. I know I didn’t have comfort words for Spencer ‘cos I felt broken inside as well. I hugged him tight and felt how he soaked my neck with tears, as he made an effort to cry quietly.
- “I just wish she would have trusted us from the beginning.”- Derek took a sip of his wine and stared at us, fighting the tears- “I mean, we could have helped her! we could have caught Doyle and killed that son of a bitch!”
- “Derek”- Hotch tried to calm him down, but we all had to express our feelings somehow, I guess.
- “Why did she do this alone?! I told her we were there for her! I knew she was hiding something from us! And now she is gone!”
Morgan was angry, and I got it. I had noticed Emily was acting strange but didn’t do anything either. I was too busy being happy with Reid. And in a way, I blamed myself as well.
- “Emily locked us out of her life. She decided she was better on her own.”- JJ argued and Will held her hand, ‘cos it felt as if her words came out harder than she had initially intended.
- “We are all fucking profilers! We all knew there was something going on and we just decided to overlook it!”- I argued and let Spencer go ‘cos I needed a refill of my wine already.
- “Kid, we all feel guilty. Trust me, I hate myself right now and I know there are a lot of things that we could have done to help her. But we didn’t, and it’s done. Regret won’t take us anywhere but feeling even more miserable!”- Rossi raised his voice but didn’t try to lecture me. He followed me to the bar and wrapped an arm around me, pouring me a second glass of wine.
- “But we have each other, ragazza. And we are gonna overcome this together. Trust me.”
My BAU family is so different from my real one. I could get away from my blood relatives, I had a million excuses I had certified were adequate to stay away from them. But I could never get away from my BAU’s kin. They were harder to keep away.
Spencer excused himself and walked to the bathroom for a moment. I looked at him and realized he had been trying to be strong for me, and be my rock. But of course, I knew he needed to process the whole situation his own way. I knew he wasn’t afraid to cry in front of me or anything like it. But he would never want to feel like he was a burden for me. And he would want to process his sorrow alone.
I just hoped this whole thing wouldn’t affect our new relationship. All I actually wanted was to curl into bed with him, hug him and get some rest. It felt like the weight of the world was on our shoulders and there was no escape from it.
- “I didn’t get to know Emily very well”- Seaver started talking and for once, I didn’t really care. I was so sad I didn’t even want to argue with her- “But she was the first to open her arms and give me a chance. Teach me some of the things she knew and just… help me be a better profiler.”
- “My baby was like that”- Garcia whispered, trying her best to stop sobbing- “She would always go an extra mile for someone she knew deserved it.”
- “She also had the better comebacks. I learned so many curse words from her”- I sipped my wine after my words and heard Rossi chuckle.
- “You can’t say she was a bad influence. You two together were an accident waiting to happen.”
- “Remember when she picked up that guy at the bar?”- Garcia looked at me and JJ, and we both knew exactly what she was talking about.
- “What guy?”- Spencer walked over and stood by my side. I turned to him and cut him a shy smile, holding his hands. His fingers were cold and I felt like kissing them, but it felt weird doing that in front of the team.
- “A random asshole that flirted with her at a bar one time when she first joined the team. We had one of our first ladies' nights and she walked to our table with a guy that told her was an FBI agent”- I explained and Garcia shook her head.
- “No, but he was a loser, he was so pathetic. He kept saying everything we asked was “classified.”
- “Worst was when she said “affirmative” instead of yes!”- JJ added and I chuckled.
- “Oh my god! I had totally forgotten about that!”
- “The best part was when she asked him to see his batch and he argued he couldn’t show it ‘cos it was classified”- Garcia smiled at the memory and Rossi looked at us with wide-opened eyes.
- “And what did you guys do?”
- “We asked him if it looked anything like ours, and he turned around and left completely humiliated”- I finished the story with a big grin on my face, thinking that was the kind of thing that happened when Emily was in charge of getting the next round of drinks.
- “I remember when I hit her with my rocket on the head”- Spencer said and smiled as he remembered what happened that day- “And she didn’t even get mad at me, she just asked me to show her how I had done it”
- “And you didn’t, ‘cos a magician never reveals his secrets.”- I turned to my boyfriend and smiled. I remembered that day so well. He looked so cute and concentrated on preparing his tricks.
- “Remember when we asked her to flirt with that lousy guy to get a better profile?”- Morgan added with an evil grin.
- “¡Viper!”- I nearly jumped when I said his name- “The level of bullying I gave her for doing that…”
- “You flirted with him too!”- Morgan argued, and Spencer frowned, totally confused.
- “I did not, I was just mean to him as Emily worked her magic on the poor bastard. You on the other hand”- I turned and looked at Reid, who opened his eyes innocently, giving me his baby look.
- “What did I do, chipmunk?”
- “Morgan taught you how to flirt and you got that waitress’ phone number.”- Morgan laughed at the memory, and Spencer looked at me with his Bambi's eyes not knowing what to say- “And she sent you that stupid card you gave her”
- “Em said your anger was epic that night, so epic indeed, that you drank half a bottle of tequila and rambled for two hours about how much you hated Spencer flirting with other girls and how he never flirted with you.”
I opened my mouth to argue Garcia’s words, but I couldn’t. Instead I smiled, and a lot, ‘cos it was a beautiful memory with my friend. A friend I knew I was never going to see again.
Spencer’s point of view
That night I had to drive (Y/N) back to her place ‘cos she had way too much wine. It wasn’t a crappy evening after all, all things considered. We had a nice time remembering all the fun things we did with Emily, all the jokes, all the laughs. All the nights out. I know I have an eidetic memory, but there was no way on earth I could ever forget a second of all the moments I shared with Prentiss.
I put (Y/N) to bed and then sat on the couch, staring at the wall. I thought about reading for a while, hoping to get sleepy soon, but honestly, I couldn’t focus.
I wrapped my arms around my body and laid on the couch. I felt empty and useless. Sadness was just part of it all. Fear was consuming me. The agony of losing someone and the angst of the imminent loss of the person I loved the most.
The team had been blind to all the signs Emily needed help. I never saw or even thought any of this could ever happen. What could I do if anything like this ever happened to (Y/N)? I was powerless. I needed to find a way to keep her safe and happy. ‘Cos that’s what she deserved. Happiness, nothing less than that.
There was a hole in the middle of my chest and that void was eating all my thoughts, all my knowledge. All my sanity. I grabbed one of (Y/N)’s pillows and covered my face with it as I started crying. I didn’t want to make a noise, she had to rest and get some sleep. Besides, I didn’t want to look weak in front of her. I wanted to be a rock for my woman, a shoulder for her to cry on. I wanted to help her and be there for her. If she saw me crying, she would get worried, and she had enough on her plate. Our friend died, it wasn’t wise to add a weak boyfriend to that mix.
The next day was a blur. Hotch gave us a week off to gather our thoughts and process what had happened. (Y/N) said there weren’t enough days to deal with what had happened, and I completely agreed. The first day we spent it in our pajamas, basically doing nothing but hunting her apartment like a couple of ghosts. I did my best to stay strong and hold (Y/N) every time she broke into tears. But after two days, I needed something to help me cope with my feelings. Or more likely, to avoid them.
Yes, having my girlfriend there for me was incredible. For the first time ever, I didn’t feel alone under such bitter circumstances. She made me feel safe and secure when she held me close at night. But I didn’t want her to think I was a burden in any way. I just wanted to make her happy. Besides, my head was driving me mad. I needed something that could make me stop thinking and feeling for a moment. Just once. One time was all I needed.
- “Do you have to go?”- (Y/N) whispered and hugged me as I stood by her bed, folding my clothes and putting them into my go bag. I really didn’t want to be apart from her, but I needed to cave in. I was trying to be strong, but one last Dilaudil shot could help under those circumstances, right? I couldn’t shake that thought off my head.
- “I will come back tomorrow, chipmunk. I just need to go to my house, grab some clean clothes, a few books, and pay the bills.”- I felt like crap knowing I was lying to her. I was really just going to get Dilaudid and get high.
- “I’m gonna miss you, Batsy”- (Y/N) mumbled against my sweater, as she kept her arms around me, and her face hidden against my back.
- “I’m gonna miss you too. But hey, we have to go to see my mom in a few days, so maybe we can use these hours apart to prepare our bags?”- I turned around and caressed her arms, trying to be positive and cheerful for once.
- “Ok…”- her reply was short and muffled against my chest.
- “If you don’t wanna go to visit my mom…”- but before I could tell her it was ok to postpone the trip, she looked at me and shook her head frantically.
- “No hon, I wanna visit your mom. We have rescheduled this visit for too long, and I wanna see her. I know she is gonna be happy to be with you, and I am also sure you need to hug her right now.”- I smiled and sighed, resting my nose on her head and letting her smell invade every inch of my body. God, I didn’t want to leave that night, ‘cos I knew I was giving up. But I needed to do something to avoid the pain.
- “I don’t deserve you”- I whispered and she shook her head slowly.
- “Never say that again, honey bunny. I love you because you are the best man on earth. I am proud of everything you do. I am lucky you are mine and I’ll always do whatever it takes to make you happy.”
Those words froze me. There I was, packing to go back to my apartment, call my dealer and get high after years of being sober. I was ready to ditch happiness over weakness without actually giving a fight.
Wanna know the worst part? None of that stopped me. I hugged her one last time and walked to the door, promising I would be back the following day. I kissed her and felt her lips lingering on mine for a little longer. Her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers playing with my hair. I sighed and smiled, pecking her lips one more time as I stared into her eyes in adoration.
- “I love you”- I whispered and she smiled sweetly.
- “I love you too, batsy”- she replied and kissed me one more time- “Now go before I regret it and force you to stay with me on that bed.”- I chuckled, but my heart was just breaking, and it continued breaking as I moved apart from her and walked out of her door.
I actually walked out of her apartment (I still can’t believe I did it), and after a few blocks, I stood in front of a payphone, grabbed a few cents and dialed a number I knew by memory, even though I hadn’t called in years. The same old voice answered and after I presented myself with the same old alias I used back in the days, he chuckled.
- “I knew you’d come back”- the statement felt like a slap of reality. I should have stopped right there, hung up the phone, and gone back to (Y/N)’s. But I did none of that. Instead, I ignored the comment, asked for a dose and my former dealer told me where to go. As simple as that. That’s how I ruined everything I had worked for so hard in my life.
Later that night, I sat on a couch, staring at the Dialaudid bottle on my coffee table. I stared at it, feeling it was actually staring back at me, judging me. I deserved it though, being judged. I was being weak and a liar. And if my girlfriend ever caught me doing drugs again, she would never forgive me, that was a statement.
The phone ringing nearly made me jump off my chair. I grabbed the Dilaudid and hid it in a jacket hanging on a chair before picking up the phone, which made me feel stupid. Whoever was calling would never see it. But I was paranoid and I didn’t want to get caught.
- “Hello?”
- “Hey doc, how are you, it’s Frank.”
- “Hey Paco, nice to hear you.”
- “Likewise. I just wanted to call to tell you I am very sorry for your loss, and that I am here whenever you wanna talk.”- I froze and for a moment, I couldn’t even answer. Not that I was surprised that Frank would give me his support during a hard moment like that, but because I was still surprised I actually had friends. And good friends.
- “Doc? Are you there?”
- “Yeah, sorry. I’m just…”
- “Don’t worry, I totally get it. I was talking with (Y/N) earlier and she gave me the whole story. It’s pretty fucked up”
- “It is”
- “Do you wanna grab a beer? Nugget said you had been spending time with her, but maybe a night with a friend could do you better than being alone.”
- “I... don’t wanna be… a burden”- I simply confessed and closed my eyes.
- “Don’t be stupid. I’ll be there in ten.”
After I left the phone on the table, I stayed still, sitting on the couch, knowing there was a bottle of Dilaudid in my jacket. I couldn’t use it anymore, not if Frank was coming over. Maybe that was a good thing, I didn’t have to fail that night. I could fail the following day, or maybe late that night after Frank left.
Maybe I could tell (Y/N) I’m gonna get to her apartment after lunch, and use it in the morning. No, that was too risky, she might have noticed. I needed a whole night to recover.
My eyes were glued to my jacket. I had Dilaudid. What the hell was I thinking??! I couldn’t do that! not to me, not to (Y/N). After everything we went through those days she locked me in her apartment to get me sober, after all the times I thought about using, but my will was strong enough not to give up. Why was I quitting then?
The knock on my door took me from my thoughts. I jumped from the couch and took a deep breath before answering. Frank stood in the hall with a sick pack and a pizza.
- “I was in the neighborhood.”- he grinned and walked in.- “I didn’t know if you had dinner so I came prepared. Pizza, chips, and beer. It’s dude’s night.”
I smiled and nodded. Hanging out with Frank wasn’t that bad. It was way better than falling into Dilaudid again. I wondered if (Y/N) asked him to call me. Maybe she suspected something when I left earlier. I shouldn’t have left in the first place.
- “So, before you start over analyzing it, (Y/N) didn’t ask me to come or to check on you. I just thought you might need a little company. Someone who is not your girlfriend or any coworker.”- Frank opened a beer and grabbed a slice of pizza, sitting on the couch, on the same exact spot he always sat on when he visited.
- “Thank you, that means a lot.”
- “Don’t sweat it, doc. So… (Y/N) told me you already told her dad about your relationship. How was that?”- I chuckle and grab a beer for myself.
- “Terrifying”- I confess and think of Chief (Y/L/N)’ face when we told her we were together- “For a moment I was sure he was going to kill me. But everything ended up well”
- “He would have killed you if you never confessed your feelings for his daughter. That man really loves you. He has been telling my dad how great you are ever since he met you!”
That made me feel worse. Using Dilaudid again would never look good in front of (Y/N)’s parents, and I wanted to marry her. What the fuck was I thinking calling my dealer again?
- “So, when are you gonna ask her?”- I widened my eyes, shocked. Was Frank actually a mind reader? That would explain a lot. I just stared at him, still sipping my beer and he smiled- “Ok, I was kidding before but now clearly you were thinking about it.”
- “What are you talking about?”
- “I’ve always teased (Y/N) telling her you two are gonna get married, ever since the first time we met you. Now that you are dating, it’s just a matter of time”
- “We haven’t been together for a month yet!”
- “So? you love her, she loves you. What else do you need to know? You’ve known her for years! and you’ve loved her every day of those years. I support you if you wanna do it, and I could be your best man if you need me. I’m guessing Lu is gonna be her bride’s maid.
- “I don’t even have a ring yet”
- “As your best man, I could go with you to Tiffany’s and help you pick one”- I opened my mouth to answer, but no word came out for a few seconds until Frank burst out laughing and chewed his pizza.
- “I’m just kidding doc, I don’t mean to push you. It would be awesome if you two get married and have a lot of kids so I can spoil them and teach them all the bad words, though.”
Surprisingly, Frank had our life planned. I could only think about how disappointed he would be if only he knew I was planning to throw that future off the window when he called. Instead of saying anything else, I kept eating in silence and focused on not making a mess with the cheese in my pizza.
- “Mikey says hi by the way. I saw him earlier, I would have told him to come but he had a date.”
- “A date? wow, that’s new”
- “Yeah, the kid doesn’t date much, but when he does, it’s usually epic. Last time he dated a girl, they got matching tattoos.”- Frank started chuckling and nearly chook with his beer.
- “I remember, I was there when he showed us”- I raised an eyebrow as I reminded him I was actually part of that story. I was the one who told Mikey about all the infections he might get getting a tattoo in a random place, and also reminded him of the statistic of couples breaking up after getting one.
- “Right! sorry, I don’t have an eidetic memory”
- “And you were probably stoned”- I added and Frank grinned.
- “I don’t talk about drugs with the feds, doc.”
- “I don’t see any fed in the room. I’m home, Frank, not at work.”- and I also had drugs in the apartment. Shit, every second made me regret more my stupid decision of getting Dilaudid.
- “I know, I know, but I like teasing you two.”
- “Did you already have this talk with (Y/N)? the whole marriage thing?”- Frank nodded, chewing his pizza- “And did she freak out?”
- “Not really, so I would take that as a good sign.”
We ended up playing poker and drinking beer. Frank told me about a girl he had just met, and who seemed to be nice and fun to date. He also told me about how tired he was of his work, but he couldn’t quit or find anything new until the end of the year. He said he was planning to start a master's in psychology the following year, so he needed to save some money. I told him about our trip to visit my mother, and how excited I was to tell her (Y/N) and I were finally dating. We also talked about music, the piano lessons (Y/N) was giving me, gambling, and the first time I got kicked out of a casino.
We talked about anything and everything, except Prentiss. And it felt good, for once. It was an escape from reality, from feeling miserable and crying. It made me feel guilty for a moment, ‘cos I was having a lot of fun, but I figured if it included cards and booze, Prentiss would approve.
- “I was shocked when nugget told me you came home tonight. I had the feeling you two were way too entertained physically to bear a night apart”
- “I am not telling you about our sex life”- I raised both eyebrows as I continued dealing the cards.
- “Trust me, I don’t wanna know. I love my friend and I respect her intimacy.”- Frank made a pause and looked at me, trying his best not to burst out laughing.
- “I don’t need to use any profiler’s skill to know you are lying!”- and so he started laughing.
- “Sorry, sorry. Just… one question”
- “No, Frank!”- I frowned, but chuckled, ‘cos the fact he wanted to ask about our sex life was weird and I didn’t get why he was trying to do it.
- “I just need to know something!”
- “No!”
After we switched to whisky, talked more about music, specifically Johnny Cash, and ended up singing along with a vinyl I was playing, Frank came back with the sex questions.
- “Come on man! I am not a perv or anything, I just…”
- “No!”- I nearly shouted, chuckling.
- “But I need to know how the fuck can you be here with me getting drunk if you waited forever for her and didn’t fuck with anyone else that I know in like five years… did you?”
- “No”- if I hadn’t been half drunk, I wouldn’t have answered, I know that.
- “Ok, so if you didn’t fuck with anyone for five years, not even freaking Lila Archer! why aren’t you catching up with all the years of missing sex?! And how do you even manage to get out of bed to work every morning? I mean, you two have so much fucking pending!”
I just laughed for a moment, until Frank’s words made total sense. There I was, originally alone to get high, and then with Frank getting drunk, when I could be with the woman I loved, making love to her. What the fuck was I doing?
- “Now you wanna go and have sex with her, don’t you?”- Frank asked and finished his glass. I just looked at him, knowing I was blushing and finished my drink as well.
- “Oh shit you do. Fine, let’s share a cab.”- Frank stood up and grabbed what was left in the bag of chips.
- “Wait!”- I ran to my room, grabbed my bag, and filled it with clean clothes in less than two minutes- “Ok, now I’m ready”
- “Got enough condoms?”
- “She is on the pill”- again, things I would have never said if I hadn’t been half drunk.
- “Nice! Let’s go.”
And somehow, after a pizza, poker, whisky, and rambling, Frank accidentally stopped me from using Dilaudid and sent me back to (Y/N)’s arms. I still wonder if that was his plan all along.
I opened the door quietly. It was nearly two in the morning when I got to her place. The lights were out, so I took off my shoes and quietly made it to her room. There she was, laying on the bed, softly snoring. A book still on her lap let me know what she was doing before falling asleep. I left my bag on the floor, took off my pants and shirt, and got into bed with her. I carefully grabbed the book from her hands and put it on the night table, turned off the lights, and wrapped her in my arms.
- “I am so sorry, love. I promise I will never be that man again. I don’t wanna disappoint you.”- I mumbled and felt her breathing against my skin, as she fluttered her eyes and smiled.
- “What are you doing here, honey?”
- “I realized sleeping without you was a mistake. I don’t ever wanna be apart from you. Never.”- she smiled and snuggled closer.
- “You are welcome to stay forever, honey bunny.”- (Y/N) whispered, wrapping her arms around me - “Were you drinking?”
- “Frank brought beer… and I had whisky”- I kissed her neck and my hands roamed her body as I heard her chuckle. I hadn’t heard her laugh in days, that sound really made me feel happy.
- “I see, well, sleep that booze off and tomorrow you’ll have a nice breakfast for the hangover.”
- “But I don’t wanna sleep, ma cherié. I wanna worship you and love you like I always dreamed of doing”- I attached my lips to her neck and started sucking on her soft skin, to refresh the marks that claimed her as mine.
- “Worship me?”- she questioned and giggled. I don’t know why she found that amusing, I was completely serious.
- “Yes, like a goddess, the sun of my life, the light of my eyes”- I mumbled and made a trail of wet kisses from her neck to her chest, but she stopped me before I could reach her breasts.
- “Spencer, you are drunk!”
- “Yes, but not really that drunk. Consider myself uninhibited.”- I rolled on the bed and positioned myself on top of her. She looked at me confused.- “I am not intoxicated, pumpkin. I just had a long conversation with Frank that made me realize I wanted to be buried deep inside of you instead of being home alone.”
- “Spencer Walter Reid, you are being very honest!”- she made a pause and gasped- “Oh my god! were you talking about sex with Frank?”
- “What? No! I swear! he just started asking things and that made me think I wanted to be with you and love you all night long.”
And without giving her time to reply or even react, I crushed my lips against her and kissed her so deeply I nearly felt dizzy. I didn’t stop kissing her until I felt her hands on my back, holding me closer to her. That’s when I moved my lips from hers and heard her soft whimper of disapproval. I would have stopped myself and continued kissing her, I just wanted to do what made her happy, but… I knew what I had in mind was gonna be so much better for her.
I kissed her jaw and neck as I removed her pajama top. Then I continued my way down her body, playing with her breast for a long while, licking all over and pinching her nipples as she twisted underneath me, whispering my name. The delicious moans coming from her were the encouragement I needed to continue. So I moved my hand underneath the waistband of her cotton pajama shorts and slid my fingers between her wet folds. Even I let out a groan when I felt her so ready for me, it made my cock even harder, confined inside my boxers.
- “Spencer, please”- I heard her whisper and I looked at her, while I continued licking her nipples and she moaned even harder as we made eye contact.
- “Let me love you”- I murmured and resumed my task. I toyed with her clit, rubbing it slowly and teasing her entrance a few times, licking my fingers just to show her how much I liked her taste.
- “Honey, please let me touch you”- she begged and I shook my head, moving my lips from her breast and down her stomach, as I also tried to keep my erection away from her hands.
- “Not yet. I wanna please you first.”
I slowly moved until my face was perfectly located between her legs. My own piece of heaven. Her breathing was already shaking and I hadn’t even touched her yet. That felt like a good boost to my ego. I wanted to be able to please my woman, literally worship her. Frank was right, I had wasted way too much time before and I couldn’t continue on that path. I needed to enjoy every second with her, ‘cos I loved her. And I knew it was forever.
I wrapped my tongue around her clit, sucking it lightly and she twisted in pleasure right away, a soft moan leaving her lips. I grabbed her tights and kept her still in front of me. My tongue ran through her folds and two of my fingers made their way slowly into her entrance.
- “God, honey”- she twisted and I tried to hold her in place.
- “You taste so sweet”- I murmured against the inside of her thighs- “I could eat you all day, every day. I love you so much, so, so much.”- I looked at her for a moment and she smiled at me. But before she could reply, I started lapping her again, eating her like a hungry man. Her body trembled underneath me and her hand quickly found my hair, fingers entangled in it, trying to guide me to her release.
- “You are gonna make me cum already”- she said after a few minutes and bit her lips- “I don’t think I’ve ever cum this fast”
- “Cum for me, ma cherie. Let me make you feel good.”- she let out a groan as I felt her wall tighten around my fingers. Her moans were more intense until she reached her peak, nearly yelling.
I didn’t des attack my lips from her cunt. Instead, I kissed it slowly as she rode her high, and I didn’t stop until overstimulation made her jump. That’s when I kissed my way up to her breast again, then to her neck, and finally her lips.
- “You really are a genius”- (Y/N) chuckled and kissed me. I ran my hand down her face and lingered my fingers on the few bruises I had left on her skin earlier that week.
- “You are my everything”- I confessed feeling my cheeks turn pink. My girlfriend smiled and kissed me again- “And I am so scared to lose you.”
- “You won’t lose me, honey. Never.”- I felt a knot in my throat thinking she didn’t know what I had done. And she should never know either. So instead of drowning myself in depressing thoughts, I decided to continue with my task and worship my girlfriend. I kissed her slowly as I got rid of my underwear and aligned my cock against her entrance.
- “Please Spencer”
- “What do you need, ma cherié?”
- “You, just you.”- her request was more than I could take and I had to fight the tears back for a moment. But it wasn't time to think, it was time to act and show her just how much I loved every inch of her.
- “You have me, always.”
With a slow movement, and looking into her eyes, I slipped inside her. She gasped and scratched my arms as I did, adjusting to the intrusion.
- “You feel so good, honey”- I heard her whisper as she smiled for a moment before I leaned over and kissed her. I could still taste her juices in my mouth and the mix in her lips was fueling me. I slowly started moving inside her, as she moaned into my mouth.
- “I could live like this, buried deep into you, fucking you slowly, watching you cum.”
- “You are very uninhibited, honey”- she giggled as I kissed her neck.
- “I did warn you that”
- “Yes, and I’m loving it”
- “Good, ‘cos I think we wasted too much time being just friends and now I want to tell you what I feel for you all the time. And right now, ma cherié, I wanna make you cum and scream my name again until you can’t feel your legs anymore.”  
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Morganatic Idol first impressions from the prologue (just a bunch of incoherent thoughts)
• mc in prologue says this is her Cinderella story, and you know what, from Jace's route that I'm on so far, I can see it
• at this point we are all tired of the 1 month time limit set for IkeSeries [this is a +ONE game but they follow the formula] but here we go again (IkeVamp, IkePri, IkeVil, now Morganatic Idol)
• mc, my girl, LEAVE THE AEGIS COMPANY OH MY GOD 😭 (tldr they treat her like complete and utter crap)
• one does not simply steal a presentation idea and get away with it (bombastic side eye at MC's boss)
• also, what the hell is sakura on thinking mc will be able to balance both company work and housekeeping at the same time (Jace, we stan our makeup king, was the first one to point out how difficult that would be but nooo sakura didn't listen)
• my girl gonna die from overwork holy shit
• we don't meet Gem Cuddle until towards the end parts, they'd make a good setup for Act 2 because MC didn't even know they existed
• I need whatever MC has to even get any sort of energy at all because holy crap I would cry several times a day if I were her
Onto the characters
• Eito Sakura, is your head ok bdhshsh props for letting MC have a redo of her presentation but straight up invite her to work as a housekeeper and live in the same penthouse in less than an hour that you knew her? my guy, WHAT
• now to Gem Cuddle's Hitaki: oh he's sus alright, I wouldn't trust him at all, but if it were between him and Miu, I'd trust Hitaki more, smooth talker but very much up to no good (reminds me of Alfons in Ikemen Villains and yes they do share a seiyuu)
• Miu is actually reminding me of Gilbert von Obsidian and scares me more than Hitaki - Miu is very very suspicious and lowkey terrifying when he smiles because you know damn well he's plotting something (ily Gilbert but you are scawy)
• Nagi is the only seemingly sane one in Gem Cuddle with Hitaki and Miu are just going ふふふふふふ all over the place, the ONLY green flag in the entire game so far
• to exe Creed, I will constantly bring this up: WHAT THE HELL ARE YALL C A S U A L OUTFITS THOSE ARE NOT I T
• whoever said Xeno is just modern day Chev personality without the murder (and the bunch of dramatic medieval politcs), I might have to agree with you, and given how he's the poster boy, much of the prologue gives him quite a spotlight with MC noting a lot about him
• someone please give Ivy a break, he's giving me extreme IkeSen Hideyoshi vibes because he's pretty much the mom of exe Creed (his profile describes him as the older brother type, but no I'd say he's more of an actual mom because he has to constantly keep looking after the others in his group) and gives MC info here and there
• Jace is surprisingly bordering on polite in the prologue, albeit still flirty and one of the first to take notice and pay mind to MC aside from Sakura (just in case you forgot, Jace is the token womanizer and MC is quick to remember all of that in his route) but what the actual fuck is his casual outfit I'm still crying at it
• Finn's biggest impact on me was his casual outfit because why, just why, man, WHY, the whiplash I had seeing him in that because it reminds me of the guys I used to know who dressed godawful 😭😭😭, he's fast to back up Jace though with the "bruh wym let her live and work here as a housekeeper when she also works in a company" at Sakura
• Hugh is just eepy, that's it, he's so eepy in the prologue either Ivy or Finn nudge him awake, he's cute though
All in all, its a standard Ikemen Series style prologue, but if I am to be honest, Gem Cuddle is the actual group who I find bustling with more personality (despite two members being very two-faced) and dynamics from the prologue alone and not exe Creed. From a story standpoint, it all makes sense. MC sees exe Creed as robotic without emotions, it's difficult to see what exe Creed has in store through her eyes aside from the fact that they're hot idols that seemingly lack human emotion.
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fizzycereal · 10 months
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INTRO POST
(Please read this)
Hi :D welcome to this dumpster fire of a blog :D
Info about me :D
Names to call me:
Fizzy (sure)
Fizzerz (why not it silly)
Dumbass (lol okay just be joking)
Fuzzy (okey :])
BIZY (dis is ur fault irl fwiend 😡/j)
Cereal (uhh okey?)
Lizy (only if you know me irl, sorry I just kinda don't feel comfortable with it being used)
Atlas (uhhhh okey? Sure? I mean I'm not Atlas but i wouldnt do anything if you do)
My legal name (no 😡)
Nicknames (sure, just be one of my moots/friends :P)
Pronouns: ANY PRONOUNS >:DD(I do personally prefer they but go wild ig :]) + AROACE 🧡💛🤍🩵💙 (romance and sex repulsed >:DDDDD
Birthday: July 30th 😎
Timezone: CST
I'm actually Hispanic/Latino! (My parents are both from Mexico 🇲🇽, sadly I can't speak Spanish anymore but I can only understand it)
I get stressed out pretty easily (I am a big over thinking and I can get overwhelmed easily) + I'm a gigantic procrastinator :') + I am a bit paranoid (I can get very stressed/I start to panic when I think someone is mad or I made someone sad at me)
I tend to say sorry a lot + please tell me when you're gonna vent to me
I have a bit of a stutter + I'm pretty sure I have a bit of a lisp too
I'm not really that busy but on Sundays don't suspect art, ect.
Idfk how to talk to people :')
Romance+physical touch kinda makes me uncomfy
❗I'M A MINOR❗❗
I personally use guys, dude, man, ect. as a gender neutral term if you aren't fine with that please tell me
I really like to play DND (I have only played like twice but if you guys want to show me your characters please do)
Please use more masculine phrases on me (I just prefer them)
This blog will have swearing so beware 😰
I do think I may have ADHD( intensive or mixed) or autism :P
(User boxes :3)
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Fandoms I'm in
OSC (I'm just grouping all of the object shows together)
Be more chill
Heathers (again, not really that active on it)
Moral Orel (I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW AND IT DESERVES MORE)
Nerdy prudes must die (oh my fucking god. I NEED IT)
DnD (not sure if you'd call it a fandom
Eddsworld (used to be very into it still am)
Metal family :P
Riordanverse(UPDATE: WHOOOHOOOO BABYYYYY I'm on the dark maze >:D and now starting Magnus :3)
Smiling friends
Hazbin hotel/helluva boss
Scott Pilgrim (I have read the comics now, you can't best me mortals/j)
AND WAY MORE (to much to list 😔)
I only have Tumblr and a wattpad (it's @/FizzyCereal it's dead)
Sorry if I make any spelling or grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language :']
DNI LIST:
The basic criteria of a DNI list (transphobic/homophobic, racists, pedophiles/MAPS, Zoos, anyone who supports them)
Nsfw I'm a fucking minor (If your account is all NSFW or it's just straight up porn please don't follow me)
People hating on people for just "cringe" (you are in thin ice if you do this)
PEOPLE HARASSING PEOPLE (please kindly eff off)
Kids who go to my school (this isn't including my friends)
People who support problematic ship (it makes me feel uncomfortable)
Please respect this or I won't hesitate to block you.
❗PLEASE ASK QUESTIONS FOR @ask-salt ❗
(This will be updated)
Also sorry if i am annjoying to you guys :')
Don't be nervous to DM (only thing that can be a problem is that I can be very busy and awkward)
Please do ask if I'm comfortable for using my art or anything made by me (sometimes I will not say so if you don't ask. I can feel uncomfortable really easily if you want you can ask what are my boundaries)
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Funni reference for my boy.
THIS REFERENCE IS NOW A BIT OLDER HE DID GET A BIT OF A NEW DESIGN
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aprillikesthings · 2 months
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ugh my wired headphones are still hurting my head >:(
anyway
s3 ep2 huntara
ahahah I love this one
(if you're new here: i'm rewatching She-Ra for fic-writing purposes, and live-blogging my way through them making commentary and jokes and side notes about random shit. bc this is a REwatch there are many references to later plot points)
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is that the Beta Kindergarten
(man I've been making a lot of Steven Universe references in these lately, but yeah I can't look at sandstone slot canyons without thinking "hrr hrr where's Jasper")
(wait has a Jasper cosplayer actually taken photos in one of these in like Utah? a quick image search says no. damn.)
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how many times did I look at this establishing shot before I realized this part of the Fright Zone is the ruins of a ginormous spaceship
ALSO "day 135"? I noted yesterday that someone working on the show said sOMEWHERE that each season is about a year and I was like "ehhhh" but I guess that's not far off.
That makes the whole catradora arc even more angsty tbh. For some reason I thought the whole show took place over like a single year or so. But FOUR OR FIVE YEARS?? they pined for each other while trying to murder each other for MULTIPLE YEARS????
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awwwwww
Listen. I love this ship. I'm always weak for "complete asshole with tough act is soft for one (1) person"
(tho lemme tell you. do not actually date those dudes irl. *sigh*)
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why did so many 80's cartoons have extremely unrealistic quicksand scenes tho
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gdi adora
The Crimson Waste is actually just a western bar full of furries. But seriously designing the characters in the bar must've been hella fun
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AAHAHAAHH Adora being so, so blatantly gay for Huntara is one of my fave things
Did they need to establish that Adora is into women? Pfft, no. Did they still decide to show us Adora being absolutely smitten on sight for an older, big, buff, badass, butchy lady? YES.
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Doesn't hurt that she looks likes this lol
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like it's the least subtle thing on EARTH i love it so much
oh no now I want to look up fics
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18 of them are explicit. well. I'm just gonna. leave that tab open.
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ADORA. YOU COCKBLOCKED HER. RUDE.
lol there's a moment where Glimmer and Bow are like "ha ha we need to talk amongst ourselves" and turns around and Adora is still just staring at Huntara with googly eyes without noticing what Bow even said and lemme tell you, I've been that fucking obvious and oblivious
Huntara literally is like "oh my god you kids are gonna end up DEAD without me. FINE." Meanwhile, Adora:
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Plot plot Huntara leads them to a trap and they get hit with tranquilizer darts and dropped into a pit.
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that's just a nice shot tbh
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EAT SOME DAMN SOUP your girlfriend spent TIME on that
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she just refuses to be afraid of him
Anyway yeah this is when we find out he's just a clone of Horde Prime the Big Baddy of the series, Hordak is a "defective" clone, he was sent to "the front lines" to die and fell through a portal into Etheria. "with nothing but a broken ship, I built an empire..." the whole point of the portal is to bring Horde Prime through, which means that's what he was doing when he tried before and ended up with A Magic Baby (Adora) instead.
The animation in the flashback is clearly inspired by Lotte Reiniger which is super cool??
Back to the Crimson Waste, they've gotten themselves out of the hole, and Adora's upset because the whole point of this mission is her getting more info about Mara with the hopes of understanding her own past better
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she's RIGHT
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"...at least to me..."
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LISTEN TO YOUR CUTE NERDY GIRLFRIEND YOU EMO BASTARD
She makes him a nice techy exoskeleton armor thingie
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that's a start but c'mon I know you can do better than that
lolol the recorder baby critter KICKS HIM in an obvious "dude really????"
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look at him!!! AAHAHAH
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i'm gonna go over the image limit and tumblr's gonna cut me off and make me reblog this any minute now but this episode is jUST TOO GOOD
"I like being friends with you, too" ;_;
Huntara's "friends" make fun of her for being a softie while she swings the She-Ra sword around and then Glimmer drops in wooo
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yeah I know this is a fight scene but eheheheh
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and then they banged
okay they kept fighting but like, c'mon
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the "sword point under the chin" thing is just so good and I loved the way they did the angles here
OH SHIT I forgot Huntara had heard of She-Ra
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OH HO HO HOW THE TURN TABLES
Anyway Huntara does her little speech about how she also used to be a Horde soldier but left because Hordak was such a dick to his soldiers. "you would know, you were one of us."
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called THE FUCK OUT
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Huntara does her little "you can't defeat the Horde alone even if you're She-Ra" and she responds with "yah I'm not alone tho"
but also that shot is unnecessarily hot
....i've hit the image limit with two minutes to spare so I went back and deleted one because
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hggghh
(not gonna get into how Shadow Weaver's face-touching thing is what made Adora do it here but yeah)
Huntara tells her minions to get lost, admits that the war scared the shit out of her and that's why she ran, but she knows that's bullshit and she promises to help Adora stop the war :D and then leads them to the place they were originally looking for: the ruins of Mara's ship!
AND EPISODE OVER
(gonna...see if any of those fics are any good 👀)
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dirtytransmasc · 2 years
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Blue Lips (temporary title) 1/?
I finished up a personal WIP for @wixterirox . after seeing a post that was very similar.
its a Billy-centric, angsty, sickfic type type thing. This might turn into harringrove by the end, depending on how far I end up taking it; not really sure yet. I will also come up with a better title eventually, I just needed something quick so I could post this.
basic premise; Steves gets back to the Byer's residence ready to sleep off the aches and pains of the night, only to find out his kids drugged a certain Hargrove and left him there without telling anyone. Billy isn't doing too hot, damn near dies.
TW for sedation. Cpr, near-death experiences, semi-graphic cpr/related medical happenings.
Other info, I intentionally had Steve's thought process stay kinda toxic and self-centering (with wanting to help billy, it'll make sense when you get to that part). I think by the end of season two, he had more or less figured out who he was supposed to be and wanted to be, but he wasn't fully there yet; he was still a little self-centered and assholish, so that's how I wrote him. He's trying; he'll get there eventually. Also, if you see typos, no, you don't.
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Steve really thought the night might be over; he might finally get to put his aching body to rest without worrying about someone's well-being. Will was safe, the kids had been reunited with their supposed long-lost friend El, and they were all generally in good health. All was well until steve got the kids back to Joyce's.
Joyce had offered her home to the kids, who were still very much shaken up, while she stayed with Will, El, Jonathan, and Hopper at the lab. Nancy was tagging along with Jonathan, leaving steve with the kids. Steve was just happy he didnt have to go home to that big empty house and that he could keep the kids at an arm's distance while the adrenaline went down.
What he didnt expect to find was a comatose Billy Hargrove half-dead on Ms. Byers's bathroom floor. He hadn't even been the one to find him, nor did he even know he was still in the house. The kids hadn't mentioned how they got billy off of him or where he ended up after.
He just kinda assumed he gave up when steve was out cold and fucked off to lick his wounds in peace. But, in actuality, he had been drugged by his little sister, while in the best intentions, and was now od-ing on heavy-duty sedatives, mind flayer level sedatives.
He had been searching for extra blankets when he heard a yelp from the bathroom, followed by a few 'shit's, 'oh my god's, and 'Jesus Christ's.
When he had rushed to see what the fuck was going on, he found billy, grey in the face and belly up, sprawled out on the bathroom floor. He was covered in vomit as if the boy had attempted to get to the toilet only to fail and find himself stuck on the floor.
"Shit," steve muttered under his breath, quickly scooting past the kids and getting on the floor next to Hargrove. "What the fuck happened? Was he like this when you guys dragged me to the car?" he questioned while trying to find billy's pulse. It didnt matter if he had gotten his face practically punched in by him a little over an hour ago; he didnt want him to fucking die, especially not on his watch.
"I had to drug him to get him off of you, I didnt really think… he was gonna kill you, so I just gave him the shit will was perscribed… is he dead…" max piped up, clearly scared shitless at the thought of potentially killing her brother.
Steve had yet to find a pulse, and billy's skin was ice cold. It really didnt look good. So he kicked into old habits as a diver and lifeguard, assessing billy's entire lifeless form. The first thing he did was throw his ear to billy's sternum, thanking his lucky stars when he heard a feeble little beat, way too slow, but there. Billy wasnt fucking dead. He never thought those words would ever enter his train of thought, let alone give him such a sense of relief.
"He's alive, but he's in rough shape," he blurted out, not even really thinking, just throwing out information.
The next thing he did was open the boy's airway; he had to pull billy to the center of the small bathroom just so he would fit length-wise before he could even attempt to work the vomit out of his airway. He pulled his jaw up and pushed his forehead back. He pressed his cheek against a slackened mouth, barely feeling any air exchange but hearing a steady rasping sound. Fluid was caught in his airways, or if he was really unlucky, in his lungs.
"One of you go get me a towel or a blanket, just somthing to keep his head propped up, someone else go call 911, right now, if you can find it bring me the vial so I can tell them what he has in his system. Max, how much of that shit did you give him?" steve rapid fire went through orders, all while getting billy onto his side. Lucas, Mike, and Dustin left in a hurry to do what steve asked.
"There was a full syringe next to the vial, I just gave him all of it, I didnt mean to hurt him, I just wanted him to get off of you," though her voice was flat, there was a shake to it that made steve feel helpless. Max was never scared, but here she was looking at the near corpse of her brother, terrified. It felt wrong.
"It's ok, I mean, this is a nightmare, but it's gonna be ok, you didnt mean to do this, you were looking out for both of us. You did what you could and probably saved all of our lives by keeping me in commission." he needed her to stay calm because if she started to flip out, he wouldn't be able to keep his attention on billy, and he was fading far too quickly for that to end any type of well. He didnt know how to feel about max or the kids right now cause, on one hand, they were kids, and seeing billy beat him would make any of them freak out. But on the other, they also drugged him with something they didnt even know the name of, let alone understand, and left him on the floor with no means of escape. It was too cold for him to walk, and he had no car. Plus, they hadn't even thought to tell Steve, Steve being way too out of it and way too focused on keeping them alive in those hell tunnels to even think about the other boy. So it was safe to say he had mixed feelings and would be having a serious conversation with all of them as soon as Hargrove wasn't dying. For now, he was going to compromise with himself and just focus on keeping them as calm and compliant as possible.
He was currently wacking the shit out of billy's back, trying to get him to cough up some of the shit blocking his airways. He tried to keep the blows sharp between his should blades, but it was hard at the awkward angle he was forced into, so he opted to pull billy up onto his lap, so he was face down. He hoped gravity would help get something out of him, but with each passing moment, he was turning bluer.
"Don't give up on me now, Hargrove; you dont get to kick my ass and die in my arms all in one night, you hear me?" he choked back a lump in his throat as he put billy back down on the floor. He checked his mouth and throat for any obstructions but found none, and billy's breathing hadn't improved any. "You're a fucking prick, you know that," he mumbled, not even thinking.
He held Billy's jaw open as he locked his lips over Billy's cold, slackened ones. Then, using his free hand, he plugged the boy's nose, blew a puff of air from his lungs to billy's, let him exhale, and then repeated. Over and over again, billy's attempts at breathing got impossibly weaker as he accepted Harrington's help.
"Hey, you don't get to quit now. You have to keep fighting Hargrove. Where's my blanket and my call to 911, is one of you on the line?" he called down the hallway, praying to god these kids were capable of following directions, just this once. Billy was fading. Every time steve would try and listen for his heartbeat, it would get weaker, slower. He was honestly shocked he had lasted this long, but he didnt want to test his luck.
"I got it," Dustin came shouting down the hall, holding a big blanket in his hands." Mike's on the phone with them right now, the line doesn't reach down by here, they're coming,"
Now that steve had given up on trying to clear billy's airway, opting to get air into him, he quickly draped it over billy, hoping it would bring him some sort of relief. he tried to run warmth into the boy's hands but with the lack of blood flow, it was pretty impossible.
Billy started to jerk around, his arm would tense, or his leg would kick out. It scared the shit out of the kids, as they thought he was coming to, but Steve's stomach just dropped. Billy wasn't getting enough air, and his body was starting to freak out. His heart was going to slow, so matter how much air he gave the other boy, enough of it wasnt getting to his brain.
"Out, all of you, get out, go wait in the living room." he really didnt want the kids to watch him perform cpr, it was rough, and they had already seen enough tonight. Most of the kids listened, choosing to linger in the hallway while max stepped forward, almost out of spite.
"Why? Steve, what are you doing that we have to be out of here?" max questioned, tone accusing him of something.
"His heart isn't beating fast enough, meaning his brain is getting enough air, so his nervous system is going haywire trying to get him to breathe, which is why he's jerking around. Soon enough, he's gonna start agonal gasping, which is pretty fucking scary to watch, I'm gonna try and keep that from happening, but that would involve cpr, which I dont want you to watch. Please, just go wait in the living room," he unbuttoned billy's shirt and worked the blanket down to his waist so he could get a better view and access to his chest. Trying not to gasp at all the bruises in various stages of healing that steve definitely didnt leave. Billy's knuckles weren't bruised before their scuffle. He didnt cause these, not by means of street fights or petty violence.
"I'm staying here. I can't leave him, fuck you fuck that," she retorted, the other kids leaving, going back down the hall like he had asked.
"Max, I'm gonna break his ribs, you don't want to hear that. Trust me, being a lifeguard long enough leaves you with some not so nice memories, but that, those memories are the ones you hear in your nightmares. Go sit in the hall for your brothers sake." his voice shook as he remembered some past experiences, but he never broke eye contact with max, holding it till she rolled her eyes and took a seat on the far wall of the hallway.
Good enough.
"Alright hargrove, this is gonna hurt like hell, but I don't want you to die, so you're gonna have to forgive me." he muttered, placing his hands on billy's chest. Here we fucking go.
He got up on his knees and used his weight to compress billy's chest, again and again. He kept them quick and precise, compressing deep enough each time and letting up so his chest could expand. It was rough. He felt out of breath after his first round, arms screaming when he paused to give him breaths again.
"I swear, Hargrove if you die after all of this, im gonna crawl into whatever afterlife you get into, and I will drag you out by your stupid hair cause you're really doing a number on me," he grunted, getting back onto billy's chest. The chest covered in healing bruises, ones clearly left by a belt. "And I need to know what happened to you."
Steve was coming to terms with the fact he was a nurturer by nature; even if he had ignored it for years, he wanted to heal and care for things, for people. Thats why he put his life on the line for these kids and never planned to leave them. Even if he was fighting monsters and babysitting a bunch of kids, it felt like, for once in his pathetic life, he had a purpose. He didnt feel lost or confused. He acted on autopilot like it was second nature, jumping between his kids and danger, offering a gentle hand or well-needed advice, patching up and calming down scared kids. And now he's breaking this already broken boy's chest, forgetting the anger he had felt after he got his ass handed to him because he felt that pull to nurture once again.
Billy Hargrove has to survive because steve could feel he needed something, someone to hold onto. Steve knew that crazy look, worn by someone who had given up, accepted any night could be their last, whose anger boiled in their belly and burned their throats. He wanted to help, he would help; no matter how stubborn billy might be about it, steve was determined.
The color in Hargrove's face was getting better, even if just a shade or two, small victories. But he was starting to gasp like a fish out of water, not so good. Steve knew it was a natural reflex that would happen whether or not he was giving compression. Because compressions and rebreathed air would never satisfy someone's body the way an actual heartbeat or breath would, it would happen regardless, but it still made him feel uneasy.
He gave his all (which was not much at this point, and what was left was quickly fading) into working billy's chest and giving his lungs air, but by the time paramedics got there, his attempts were lackluster at best. His head was killing him, his throat felt like he was swallowing razors every time he breathed, he couldnt see out of one eye, and his vision was getting spotty in the other. He tried, he really tried to stay consistent, but he himself was fading out, so he was more than happy to hand over billy's care to professionals.
He actually passed out a few seconds later, adrenaline finally leaving him, and he gave into his concussion, minor blood loss, and exhaustion. The last thing he remembered was asking someone to stay with the kids, that he needed to see dr. Owens asap, and that he was staying with billy since this whole situation revolved around them. He blacked out after that, feeling the warm lull of pain meds and the manhandling of paramedics who were most definitely not being paid enough for this shit.
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I will post a chapter 2 eventually.
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abyssal-cryptid · 11 months
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Still more thoughts about Tears of the Kingdom (SPOILERS! like seriously. in this one)
I love this game
So much
I had to find a guy for a quest but was like
"Im going to check out this well first"
AND BOOM HE WAS THERE
Alao the brown breakable rock break with one hit, blue with two and black with three
Seemingly
Matches the bombs it takes to break them
Tulin, whose village is dying, watching me search for pretty clothing
"Link please my family is dying Link we have to go Link"
The frostbite set is stunning
Finally a hairdo that lets Link have long hair
I hate the Sages
Not really but my god did they make their AI absolute trash
Theyre always in the way except when you need them to solve a puzzle
And if you have more than one Avatar present good luck getting the one you need
I HATE THE WIND TEMPLE BOSS
Not as much as I hated Queen Gibdo but
Why was crossing a spider and scorpion necessary
"Brave Fledgling"  what if I cried
Tulin is so good
So is this making it canon that the time 10 000 years ago was still after every other game
I dont know the timeline is weird
But if there was both Zora and Rito at the time of Rauru
This is so confusing
Ive both heard and seen Rauru sacrifice himself multiple times now can these dead Sages give me new info
Zelda my beloved
Marry me please
Also so the only other Demon King we have ever had was Demise so is Ganondorf him or after him
WHAT IS THE TIMELINE HERE
The Sage calls Tulin "my brave fledgling"
Someone call me something so loving one day
Tulin is so excited to be a Sage
He is so happy to fight alongside Link
Hes so happy to save the world
I love him
What a boy
Boys will be boys is from now on only about Tulin
WAIT IS EVEN HE TALLER THAN LINK
Shortest Hylian
I got a third ring
Bring a gerudo bow to this boss fight if you can it makes life so much easier
I havent been to Death Mountain at all yet
Done all other Temples and fully mapped Hyrule before ever going near Gorons
The extra snow melted
TEBA GAVE TULIN THE GREAT EAGLE BOW
IM CRYING
REVALI IM SO PROUD OF OUR BOY *shakes the ghost of Revali*
PSSHHH YUNOBO LOOKS DUMB AS SHIT
I HATE HIM
Was already my least favorite in BOTW
But now he is a major asshole too
Fuck that
Bastard
Im not helping him
Im gonna go blow up his company
If this guy becomes a Sage I swear
I'll drown him in Death Mountain myself
The ember headdress is probably the best headpiece in the entire game
The Ember set is genuinely the best set
Its so pretty
Im gonna go see what these look like dyed
After that beating up Yunobo
But fashion comes first
IF YOU DYE THE EMBER HEADSET IT DYES LINKS HAIR
BLUE HAIR LINK
PINK HAIR LINK
BEST DAY EVER
THE SAME GOES FOR THE FROST OUTFIT
I love Cece
She is the only person matching my love of fashion in this game
I just realised why the evil Zelda is wearing Zonai clothes
Omg
Smart
Or maybe Im dumb
"Oh Yunobo was wearing a mask making him evil" no Yunobo is just like that
This sucks I hate everything to do with Death Mountain
Worst place
I have to use the machines AND GO TO THE DEPTHS??? NOOO
Nintendo you will be hearing from my lawyers
When I die Im going to ask Rauru wtf were the Zonai doing in the depths
No because if youre going to have a cutscene and then make a second cutscene three steps further just fucking make it one cutscene
Yunobo is a "young little rock"
Left that for now
Found Champions leathers
Found Royal Guard boots??
They were in the king's study
King's diary wasnt there so like is it canon Zelda was able to read it?
Misko was a good guy actually, hiding all these clothes for me
Me, in the depths: I wonder where this strange Sheikah tower leads
The Yiga hideout in Akkala:
The only ancient sheikah tech still working is Hateno Tech Lab travel point
I spent some time in the depths and FOUND THE ANCIENT CENTRAL MINE
Fought Kohga
GOT AUTOBUILD
Finally the shrine censor
And travel medallion? You treat me so well
Already had that prototype
ALSO GETTIN SENSOR+ IMMEDIATLY
Badass feeling
Omg Robbie's compendium database is so cute
Got all three upgrades immediatly
Fully stocked purah pad
WAIT THREE TRAVEL MEDALLIONS???
BASED
MY FAVORITE MONEY MAKER IS BACK
I like to kill the hebra great game because they drop gourmet and prime meat and cooking those and they sell for a good price
Horse and bullet time
Many coins
Zelda's memories are so sad
Been giving my friends a fashion show of my favorite clothing
I am again so gay for Sonia and Zelda
My god
ZELDA
BABYGIRL
ZELDA I FORBID THIS
ZELDA YOU YOU
ZELDA
ZELDA
NO NO NO NO NO DONT
MY DEAREST ZELDA
ZELDA
MY LOVE
I am sobbing crying screaming
Im so upset
Zelda being the light dragon is so unfair for her
She deserved happiness and freedom
Not losing her humanity and personhood
YOU CAN MAKE ELEMENTAL WHIPS
Kinky
I went into the strange thunder cloud
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS
Why is it taking me into the depths
Not again
Alright Sage of Spirit
I'll make your mech suit for you
That took a while
But owl head statue
Mineru my beloved
Oh.my god this is hell
Worst part of this game so far
EASILY
DONT MAKE ME FUCKING CONTROL THIS WHEN THE CONTROLS ARE THE WORST THING EVER CONCIEVED
Im leaving this temple also undone I DONT CARE THIS FUCKING SUCKS
I hate it
Fuck this
Why do game devs come up with shitty awful bad as hell stuff to do in their games AND MAKE THAT MANDATORY
I just quit the game no lie
Fuck that
I did it and I was being dramatic, it wasnt that hard
Mineru is so goddamn gorgeous
They designed this game for me specifically
I should get back to drawing furries
Mineru holding my hand which is her brother's hand
Tears
Mineru I love her
I have not beaten Fire Temple yet
I just cant
Depths
Darkness and puzzles and fire
Also dont like Yunobo
I feel so bad for Mineru
Zelda :(
Why doesnt Link get a secret stone
RAURU WAS MINERU'S LITTLE BROTHER ::'ÖÖ
Where did Zelda's special stone come from when its a time stone and Ganon stole Sonia's time stone
Mineru I will not go get the Master Sword
Demon Ganon is hot idc
RAURU WHY WOULD YOU
Ganon: "Link. I look forward to meeting him" goes into slumber
Damn all of Rauru disintergrated but his hand
I have to find the light dragon
Eugh
The dragons dont have schedules in this apparently
Sadly
Mineru so was in love w Zelda
Everyone is putting too much weight on Link's shoulders
Fine I'll finish the fire temple
*2 hours later* I hate it here
I did scam those puzzles as much as I could
Worst puzzles
Worst boss too
Marbled gohma
Fucking awful
I nearly died about 11 times
Rip my food storages
I really need to cook more
Special stone for Yunobo booo
Little rock is adorable pet name tho
Ancestor Goron is fine af
WHY DOES NO ONE MENTION THE DIVINE BEASTS BUT YOU CAN FIND THE DIVINE BEAST HELMS AND NO ONE MENTIONS THE BEASTS
Ive heard this story four times now
Fucking hell cant we get anything new
Someone give me a 200k word fanfic where Ganon awakens but is not evil
I need Ganon Zelda Link friendship
End the cycle
Watching Brian David Gilbert and Unraveleds rn
LMAO YUNOBO'S SPECIAL STONE IS ON HIS DICK
We have established this is not a PG channel
Ok fine I like Yunobo
Daruk was better tho
Ive found most memories why cant I say anything to these people about thats not Zelda
I know Zelda is the light dragon
Running around Hyrule Castle for 'Zelda'
About to do bossfight w Ganon
Can I do a flurry rush? No
I just hit or die
Life is like that
No clever tactiques just caveman brain and trying
Evil "Zelda" is fun
Why is Ganon like one of those movie posters here
Why is he still not rehydrated
Ganon I have dick to suck hurry up
"You will not live to see another sunrise" Ganon the sun is rising rn
Woo Phantom Ganons
Fuck yeah
Lets see if I can kill them aka can I finally take on Gloom Hands (I wont)
Ganon's so arrogant
YAY MY FRIENDS ARE HERE
FUCK YEAH
I LOVE YOU ALL
MY SAGE BUDDIES
Not Lynels
Still the hardest enemy in game
Ok so if youve found Mineru and have the Master Sword already, the convo after the fake Ganon fight Purah goes "Youve already found the fifth sage? AND you have the master sword? Why didnt you say so before"
Usually youd get quests for those
It was funny
Why is the limit of horses I can have ten ::((
The Charged shirt is actually so so slutty I love it
IT GLOWS IN THUNDER STORMS
FUCK YEAH
So I finally cleared The Deku Tree's little stomach bug
And like it is so funny how easy the Gloom Hands and Phantom Ganon become when youre in late game
I was sweating about it and then it was so easy
And Im bad at combat
Ok not to brag but I killed a white lynel. First time ever. Also first time ever I killed a lynel without Urbosa's help
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i’m gonna follow the pattern here lol:
your thoughts on…the different scarecrows? especially MOF jon?
Oohh spooky Twig Boys that I may or may not slightly slightly enforce my southernness on (only the good southernness like cooking, music, hospitality none that other shit) I'll be more than happy to oblige anon hehe. It's not often I get to talk/discuss the masters of fear.
Again gonna just kinda discuss all the ones I write for since I'm the most informed on those versions so sorry if I missed one and the post got long lmao
Masters of Fear Scarecrow: since you asked for him specifically I put him first lmao. And this Jon is just incredibly endearing? I think he's an adorable spry kinda guy that, like most, deserved better. I'm also super fond of his design. Also as someone who writes for "x reader" it was nice to see him...actually have a romantic interest? (albeit she was a bully bitch) listen listen...any extra info in a romantic sense of a character I will take
Arkhamverse Scarecrow: Uhh can I just say, absolute whiplash in design and mannerisms lol. While I enjoy both its like...such a bizarre change? Like yeah he did go through something traumatic (being very close to dying) but like...a total voice change? Maybe there's some behind the scenes explanation or something I don't know but yeah...I do enjoy him being whimsy and silly in Asylum and brooding and stoic in Knight with his waxing poetic lectures...but also also...does anyone have any idea how Knight Scarecrow's face works? Like his mouth and such?
TNBA Scarecrow: Definitely a more gritty and intriguing take, especially considering its a revamp of BTAS. Allegedly this is the idea of Scarecrow with a noose started? And now we've seen it incorporated in other designs which is pretty cool.
BTAS Scarecrow: Much like Jervis and I think Batman as a whole, this was my first Scarecrow encounter, and cause of such there's a wee bias to him being one of my favorites lol. Super rich voice, I don't care if he's terrorizing me, I will die of fear peacefully. Solid design and a super strong depiction of the character overall? Also my god his theatrics, top notch such a dramatic lad I love him.
Dark Knight/Nolanverse Scarecrow: pretty eyes...pretty eyes..strong jawline..pretty pretty scarecrow..huh, what? Oh..uhh yeah he's...fine I guess..I mean like not just fine as in fine as hell just...meh? I don't know I just remember him being stupidly criminally pretty. Although to be fair I don't recall much about him..sorry (granted I don't recall much about nolanverse as a whole...its been at most five years rip)
Year One Scarecrow: it took me an embarrassingly long time for me to actually read Year One rip. But it was very gut wrenching. It was the best updated take I've seen on Jon's origins and just how deeply rooted he is in his obsession, and it was a unique way too? Like it was an interesting take on the broken family scenario, I dunno I just thought it was super enriching.
Fear State Scarecrow: so I will say the designs for him are jarring as there's like..a different artist between the beginning, middle, and end of Fear State. But I like both looks, especially in the middle where he looks a lot like his BTAS counterpart. It was an amazing surprise to see the spikey red hair and wide eyes again in comic form and more realistic but still animated? I hope that makes sense. But I loved the story, and he was especially cunning and ruthless here.
Happy Halloween, Scooby-Doo! Scarecrow: asdgggh this boomer asshole lmao. But definitely one of my top three favorites. He's a decent blend of old and new for me. Like he bears resemblance to BTAS but also some other comic appearances, he doesn't even need to he in the costumer and you can just tell he's Jonathan Crane. Also his voice is amazing, and I will forever be grateful to the writer that decided that Scarecrow was a fucking Elvira fan boy. Like of fucking course he'd love Elvira, Mistress of the Dark asdfghjj one of the few times where canon got it right lmao
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