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thesightstoshowyou · 11 months

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Collective

- Part One -

Vincent Sinclair x F Reader x Asa Emory

Warnings: Violence, blood, threats, brief descriptions of gore

A/N: @quiveringdeer and her headcanon machine got me thinking about these two again, so I’ve given this piece from a few years ago a nice facelift. I hope to continue with part two soon!

It’s mid morning when a man strolls into town, the unforgiving Louisiana heat already simmering on cracked asphalt. He’s maybe mid-forties, alone, and handsome in a rugged way, you’ll admit, in his work boots, double-fronted jeans, and plaid button up. Outdoorsy, you guess.

You watch him through the window as he cautiously surveys the area. When Lester had called to alert you to the newcomer, he’d sounded hesitant, or maybe uneasy. Whatever it was, it’s put you on edge already.

Sauntering out the door of Bo’s shop, you wrinkle your nose at the oppressive heat before forcing a sweet smile across your face.

“Hey there! You lookin’ fer Bo?” The twangy accent is easy to fake after so much practice. He turns to you, the cold look on his face almost tripping you up. Then, his dark eyes quickly dart from your cleavage to your face and you regain composure.

He’s only a man. Relax.

“So I’ve been instructed,” he responds to your question. His voice is deep and rich like bourbon. You’d swoon if you didn’t know he’d be roadkill before the sun sets.

“He should be back in about a half hour. Had to run to town fer supplies.” The man hums noncommittally, a displeased scowl on his face. He glances around again as you speak, studying each house in detail. His eyes are piercing, calculating. There’s intelligence there, beyond his gaze. He reminds you of Vincent.

You suppress a shudder. Best get him somewhere else before he starts looking too closely.

Plastering another smile on your face, you announce, “We, uh, have a pretty good wax museum here. I can show it to ya’ if you’d like. Keep ya’ entertained while we wait fer Bo.” The man raises an eyebrow, indicating he would rather do a million other things than look at some half-rate wax museum in this shit hole town. You can hardly blame him.

“Lead the way,” he replies, surprising you.

Alright then.

You must leave the shade offered by Bo’s shop in order to lead the man up the hill toward the museum. As you walk, he studies every building, like he’s searching for something. For other people, you wager.

Unease grows. You’re uncomfortable with this man who is obviously too smart for his own good, but you don’t have much of a choice. You have a job to do, a job that is the only thing keeping you from a knife to the gut and an eternity encased in wax.

Distract him before he notices too much. “What brings you to the area, Mister…?”

“Emory. Call me Asa.” He finally peels his gaze away from the surroundings to look at you. “Entomology conference in New Orleans.”

A bug guy, huh? Be dumb. “Entomology. Is that like, uh, snakes an’ stuff?”

“Insects,” he corrects tersely. You giggle and nod, like you hadn’t just insulted his field of expertise. You wipe your dripping forehead on the back of your arm, hoping he thinks you’re sweating from the heat and not from nerves.

Finally, you reach the museum. He pauses to give one hard look at the Sinclair house perched atop the hill before holding the door open for you. You thank him and slip inside, relieved to be out of the heat.

The museum is oppressively silent, a fact to which you can never grow accustomed. It’s a perpetual funeral, an unmarked grave commanding muted respect for its enshrined dead. You wonder if Asa feels it too.

That eerie, itchy feeling tickles the back of your neck and you know he’s close now, close enough to see you and Asa. Somewhere in the dark lurks Vincent, ready to dispatch the man at your side.

Clearing your throat, you motion to the first piece: The woman with her hand raised as if in greeting, frightful smile stretched across her face. “This is—

Your words lodge in your throat along with your heart when you’re grabbed from behind and pinned against the wall. The hand on the back of your head grinds your face into wax. Your cry of shock morphs into a choked inhale when the point of a knife is pushed to your throat.

“You’re going to tell me what you have going on here or I’m going to open up an artery,” Asa growls in your ear. Panic surges through your bloodstream and you thrash, heedless of the knife that nicks your flesh. Warmth trickles down your neck and chest to soak into your shirt.

“P-Please don’t touch me, p-please, he won’t like it, please let me go.” You drop the fake accent as you beg, tears welling in your eyes, neck straining to look at the man behind you.

You freeze when a thumb brushes over the brand on your shoulder, your damned shirt having slipped down in the scuffle. Asa traces the white scar, the dips and curves of the embellished “S.”

“Interesting,” he muses.

“Don’t—

You both hear the approaching footsteps at the same time, quick taps that disturb the hush around you. Asa reacts first. He whips you both around and you shriek, snapping your eyes shut and bracing for impact.

The crowbar stops its downward arc inches from your face. A tremulous wheeze leaves your lips as Vincent leaps back and hunches down into a defensive position. He’s twitchy, agitated, the good eye behind the mask flicking to the hands on you, to your terrified face, to Asa’s calm expression.

Asa grips you around the middle, cool steel slotting under your chin. He walks you in a half circle so he’s no longer caged in by the wax wall behind him. Your heartbeat pounds in your ears as you allow yourself to be maneuvered, the pressure of the blade on your flesh more than enough incentive. As you move, Vincent’s own knife swishes as it’s withdrawn from its sheath.

You both come to a stop next to one of the statues, the one of the man holding his hat aloft. You expect to keep moving, but find Asa has fallen as still as the figure beside you. His head turns and you realize he’s closely inspecting the statue. Slowly, he brings you both closer. What’s he looking for…?

With a swift kick, Asa knocks the statue to the ground. The upraised arm and the man’s head crack when the statue collides with the floor, limb and skull bouncing and rolling away. Revealed to him now are the layers of real, human flesh, muscle, organs, and bone encased in wax, preserved for all time.

For a moment, everyone stands frozen. The severed head rolls to a stop near Vincent’s boots, but his eye remains firmly locked on the knife at your throat. Your breath leaves you in a shuddering exhale.

Adjusting his grip on the blade, Asa hums thoughtfully. With the toe of his boot, he tips the wax victim to get a better look at its grotesque insides. There’s no tension in his body, no change in his slow, even breathing. He appears completely unperturbed by this gruesome discovery.

Speaking to Vincent, he asks curiously, “Are they all people?” Cautiously, Vincent straightens, tilting his head suspiciously at the nonchalant question. “Well?” Asa presses, gripping you tighter, applying pressure to the knife until you squeak.

Slowly, the wax mask bobs up and down in a nod.

“Very unique,” Asa comments. He drags you back to the next scene, a man kneeling over a woman on a sofa. As he looks over the figures, he adds, “Always a pleasure to meet a fellow artist.”

Artist.

A fellow artist.

What…what does he mean?

“And this is your muse?” His tone is mocking now, the hand around your waist sliding up to your chin to give your head a teasing shake.

Vincent growls, his grip so tight on the handle of his blade his knuckles blanche. Asa chuckles quietly and squeezes your jaw so tight you whimper. Vincent moves to take a step closer, but Asa tips your head up with the blade, pressing the point to your fluttering pulse.

“You’ll get her back, but first I need a few things from you.”

#asa emory #vincent sinclair #the collector 2009 #the collection 2012 #house of wax 2005 #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #asa emory x reader #thesightstoshowyou #crossover au #flashing gif

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jusalle · 1 year

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★ Kylian Mbappe Imagine ★

• reporters •

(Also suggtions or request are open so I'll gladly do them!💙)

"Go Mon Amour, I'll be fine" you said softly to Kylian.

Currently, Kylian had to do a interview. It wasn't a big one, it was almost as if a press conference.

Kylian simply didn't want to go cause he wanted just to go home and be with you.

Although Kylian dosn't want to go, if you tell him to go, he goes for you.

So in end, he ends up going.

" Good luck Ky" you smiled at your fiance and went to go chance in the lockerooms as your fiance goes into the press conference room.

You had to change since you finished practice with Kylian. Since the both of you played for PSG.

And yes, you were in the mens division, sadly to say.

You loved to be on the same team as your Fiance. It was wonderful, but it had its cons to it to but there was of course PSG fans that didn't support a women being in a men's division.

You understood why but you were a good player and you benefited the team.

Kylian has seen the things people have said about you and it simply bugs him. Even though it shouldn't and you've told him it dosnt matter, still it still annoys him.

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As Kylian walked in the room. He saw flashing lights and more people there than usual

He walked to his seat and saw people raise there hands up immediately.

As he picked people to ask him questions, most of the questions were just either about his stats or somthing that's been happening with team members.

As time went on he noticed that the reporters were asking questions about you now and then, but they were all about how your stats in a mens division.

He didn't mind the questions atfirst but they were getting more hateful towards you and he started to get annoyed. He just wanted to go home.

As he took his last question, he was happy it was his last question but it caught him off guard.

" As we know Y/n is your fiance and all but simply I don't think she should be allowed to be on the men's division and I think many people agree and her stats haven't been the best-.. she's simply dreadful"

Simply by that Kylian was furious. You were the best player he knew, if you were good enough to get on the men's division, that simply shows something.He already hated how people talked to you on social media. Then now he has to deal with this stupid idiot.

" At least her stats are better than some other people's. You cannot talk down on somebody when you don't even simply fucking know them. Your talking as if you can do any better" Kylian said as he scoffed

" You people act, as if your simply better than her. She's a women in a mens division and that shows somthing." Kylian said as his voice was even more angier than before.

The reporter was simply shocked at Kylians outrage, he didn't expect it to say the least.

Kylian knew this was going to be everywhere but he didn't care, he had to get it off his chest sooner or later.

Kylian got up from his chair and he was so angry he didn't even want to talk no more or even look at the reporter.

He walked out the room and saw his teamates with worried faces which indicated they saw what happened.

Kylian simply ignored them, he didnt do it to be rude, he simply was irritated and didn't want to take his anger out on his friends.

He walked to the lockerooms and saw you getting your bags.

You heard footsteps so you turned and saw Kylian but he looked irritated.

"Mon Amour, what happend?" you said softly as you walked up to Kylian and pressed your hand on his right cheek.

He just stared into your eyes, not awnsering your question.

" Kylian? What's wrong?" You said softly once again.

You saw in his eyes, that he was conflicted to tell you but he decided in the end to tell.

" They kept talking shit about you Mon Amour, how your somehow dreadful? And you shouldn't be on a men's team, it's all bullshit Y/n, then even on social media they talk about you Amour. You know I hate when people do that, I just got mad at the reporter and blew up on him" Kylian said with soft eyes

You simply signed to Kylian and looked at him.

" Mon Amour, you didn't need to do that, you know. They all talk Ky, you should know that by now." you said as Kylian frowned.

" You don't deserve the hate or comments you get Mon Amour, I simply just was completely done with the hate and I had to say something" He said as he stared into your eyes.

At that point, you understand how your fiance felt and you weren't mad, you just felt like you didn't deserve him.

He's simply to good for you.

You didn't say anything as you pulled Kylian closer into a gentle kiss as saying 'thank you'.

" I really don't deserve you Ky. I really dont" You said softly

Kylian simply chuckles at your comment

" I think it's the other way around Mon Amour. I think you simply to good for me Amour, I love you so much" Kylian said as he put his lips next to your ear as your body felt weak.

" I love you to Ky" as you smiled at Kylian

Both of you stopped looking at eachother when both of your phones went off like crazy at the same time.

The both of you confused, looking at your phones.

As you looked at your phone the first thing you saw made you smile and chuckle.

"Kylian Mbappe has an outrage against an reporter for the reporter talking bad about his fiance Y/n L/n. What a lovely couple" you said repeating what you were seeing to Kylian as you chuckled.

As you read that Kylian face flushed and looked away from you.

" it was expected sooner or later Ky, the media is fast especially in the sports area" you said as you look at Kylian with a small smile.

" Ky my love don't worry, people have to understand why you did it. I'll even say somthing if I have to Ky"

That got Kylians attention and now he was facing you.

" it's fine Mon Amour, well work past it, the both of us" Kylian said with a smile

That made you knees go weak and you didn't know why but it just did.

" I love you Kylian, I don't think you understand how much I do" you said grinning at Kylian.

" I love you more Y/n"

" that's impossible Kylian"

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Hello my lovlies ik this one is eh but I havnt posted in awhile, but I just hadn't had any ideas or anything 😞 but I'll probably try to post everyday! I hope you lovlies enjoy this short one and I apologize if it isn't the best.💙🤍

#world cup #kylian mbappe request #kylian mbappe one shots #kylian mbappe x reader #kylian mbappe imagines #kylian mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe headcanon #mbappe imagines #mbappe x reader #mbappé #kylian mbappe #football fanfic #football x reader #football imagine #football one shot #football one shots #football #football imagines #mbappe

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elytra404 · 1 year

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so i love coming up with au's for my fandoms that ill never actually write, so yk what? its time to make them a tumblr series!! first up?

ely's hypothetical dsmp marvel au!!!

Meet: the avengers, though their fans tend to call them the sleepy bois! (an inside joke from when the iron bird may have fallen asleep before a very important conference). The line up is as follows!

The Iron Bird! This man, also know as Phil, or Philza affectionately, got rich from a mix of inheritance and coding skills! This one man army can rival all of Nintendo! Well, a man and a robot, if you include his highly advanced digital assistant!

Wilbur! More commonly known by the superhero name, Retrocognition, Wilbur is Philza's assistant! originally created as an ai, he now has a body thanks to the infinity stone in his head! He was originally made as a replica of Philza's son, whose death pushed him to becoming a superhero, but Wilbur has grown into his own being!

This brings us to Philza and Wilbur's first real friend for years, Fire ant. Moved on from her days as a german spy, Fire Ant now works for Phil and helps him in his superhero escapades! Those close to her know her as Niki, and well her instincts are sharp and her mind suspicious, she can make a mean pastry.

And now, coming out of the ice for the first time in decades, its Captain America! She may be a tad old, and catching on lost time, but shes still as strong as ever! Her real name is Cara, but her friends call her Puffy! Why? Nobody really remembers to be honest. Shes our favorite super soldier, and a complete bad ass when shes not trying to figure out how a phone works!

Next in the line up, the great god of thunder, Tho- oh, sorry, turns out he now prefers the more 'human' 'discrete' name of Technoblade? Well, no matter the name, Techno is a wonderful god! Loyal to his hammer, the orphan obliterator! (turns out Milnor was a mistranslation? well thank god(s) for that!) A tad absentminded, and always cracking jokes about some kind of wall, he may just be the most powerful on the team.

But our team wouldn't be complete without our final three! Why, its Goop, Hawkeye, and... Fundy? Sure!

First off, the amazing Goop! Thanks to some gamma rays, great scientist Charlie Sicle became some what of a monster. He's a totally normal man with a perfectly normal bone structure, until you make him mad! Then, well you ever heard of a d&d ooze? Yea... you can have fun with that.

Then, we have Hawkeye. Also known as Jack Manifold (hes not the best at secret identities), this super powered hero is... what is he actually? Why do they keep him around? Well... anyway this family man is probably a wonderful addition to the team!

And last but certainly not least, its the wonderful Fundy! Quickly taken in by Wilbur, this 15 year old was granted out of this world powers by a space stone! And with a slightly unhealthy amount of trauma and self loathing, what teen wouldn't want to be this orange wizard!

Of course, we have other heros! From Sneegsnag the bug man, to Spidered the purple spider hero, Foolish the wizard sorcerer, to King Ponk of Wakanda (and more importantly king of his lemon orchid). Many wonderful heros to beat all the terrorists in this galaxy!

And if its more heroes in the galaxy your looking for, may I introduce the wonderful Guardians of our galaxy?

Starting with our self selected caption, Tommy Inn! Tommy was swooped up as a young boy by aliens, with only his mothers favorite music disc and a handheld player to his name. He protects those discs with his life, almost more then he protects his own life!

Then, of course, we cant talk about the legendary captain without his newly full time best friend! Tho he used to be an enemy, Tubbo is down for the ride! If not a little skeptical of his best friends planning abilities. Former son of Madre, he's ready to gaurd that galaxy!

Of course we can't talk about the guardian without discussing Ranboo! This little devil was made in a lab, and looks oddly similar to a minecraft enderman! A tad insecure, this he/they will not hesitate to bite you.

And of course, Ranboo's loyal companion, Aimsey. Aimsey's species is apparently very close to this earth cartoon Tommy keeps talking about, Adventure time. However Aimsey and their complex language of "I am Aimsey" is a much needed team member.

And now you know the heros of our tales! Fighting Madre, who dreams of creating his own universe with the infinity stones, who knows what could come next!

(partially inspired by and helped with some stuff- @mariposathebutterflyboy )

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net-craft · 2 months

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addictedtostorytelling · 2 months

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hiya! gil has a lot of pets throughout the show, like Hank, and at least one spider, and his cockroaches and some other bugs (and the foetal pig, which i personally choose to count. i bet he talks to it.) i was wondering if you or anyone else knew an approximate list of them, more so his bugs than anything else.

in one of the episodes (i think its post grissom) nick and greg find a tarantula and greg is pleased to note that its an old friend "hey thats little stevie! he's been missing for years!" i wonder if stevie was ever mentioned by name or if any of gil's other bugs were?

bit of a random one i know, but i do so love gil and his managerie of insects (and Others)

hi, anon!

so here's the thing: despite knowing grissom is something of an animal lover, we actually learn very little about what pets he has over the course of the show. basically the only two named ones we ever hear about are, as you mention, hank the dog and stevie the tarantula.

and, for the record, stevie had never been mentioned prior to the events of episode 10x01 "family affair."

while we know that at any given time, he has a "menagerie" of insects otherwise, seldom are they identified by species, and never are they referred to by specific names.

that so, the best "census" of his animals i can offer is as follows:

of course, he has his irradiated fetal pig (occasionally referred to as "miss piggy," though it's unclear if that is her official name) from the beginning of the show.

he also, as mentioned, from s7 on, has hank (though it's unclear under what circumstances he got him and/or how he decided on the name).

then, in episode 01x22 "evaluation day," sara lists a litany of animals in his care, including a pet tarantula who may or may not be one and the same as "little stevie" (who, as stated, is never mentioned by name prior to s10) and a maggot farm. she also claims he has a komodo dragon on back order, but considering that they are an endangered species and also are not the type of animal that your average person can care for in their private home—they are about ten feet long, can weigh up to 200 lbs., can run up to 13 mph, feed on large game like water buffalo, and have a venomous bite that makes them dangerous to handle—she is probably either a) being facetious, or, b) confusing a komodo dragon with a monitor lizard. in either case, grissom doesn't seem to actually have either a dragon or a lizard in his possession at this time.

in episode 02x05 "scuba doobie-doo," he acquires a silphid beetle from the crime scene, which he refers to, in-episode, as "paul;" however, it is unclear both if he intends to keep the beetle in the long term as a pet and, if so, if paul is actually what he's named him.

in episode 02x10 "ellie," he owns about a dozen madagascar hissing cockroaches, which he intends to race at an entomology conference in duluth, mn. he mentions that his roaches' competitors have names (such as "cocky balboa" and "priscilla, queen of the gutters"), so it's probable that his roaches have names, too. however, if so, he never states what they are.

in episode 07x13 "redrum," he gifts sara the cocoon of an unknown moth or butterfly species, sent to her from walden pond. she elects to keep this cocoon in his office until it hatches. it is unknown a) what kind of insect is inside of the cocoon, b) what becomes of said insect after it hatches, and c) what, if anything, grissom and sara name it.

in csi: vegas episode 01x03 "under the skin," grissom states that hank was the best dog he ever had, which implies he has had other dogs in his life. however, it's uncertain when he had these dogs. it's possible he had childhood dogs and/or other dogs predating hank. it's also possible he had other dogs either concurrent to hank or after him from s9 onward, either with sara or without her. from the sounds of things, by the time the events of csi: vegas s1 are taking place, he and sara are (for the moment) dogless.

from s1-s9, grissom's office is filled with specimens of preserved lizards, amphibians, and fish in jars. however, we don't know if he also has any other living vertebrates as pets. if so, it might explain why sara is able to spend so much unsupervised time in his office during his s7 sabbatical without anyone on the team really batting an eye (as she could just use the ol' "i'm pet-sitting for grissom while he's away. somebody's got to feed his salamanders!" excuse). but certainly nothing is ever mentioned specifically.

to the best of my knowledge, those are the only pets of his we ever know about.

sorry i can't give you a more exact answer!

thanks for the question! please feel welcome to send another any time.

#answered #anon #asks: csi #**#my meta #meta: csi #meta: grissom #csiverse #let's talk shop

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izfaish · 11 months

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random kn8 prediction theories

(spoilers if you're not caught up to the manga)

current arc (cataclysm arc):

kafka will eventually face off against no. 9, but will be tired from his fight with no. 13 or psychologically attacked by the kaiju bug inside his mind

reno with the no. 6 suit will protect him and fight no. 9

reno's goal will be to defeat no. 9 before kafka can step in (maybe a flashback where he learns that a part of kafka's hand is kaijufied)

(before, reno wanted to be strong enough so that kafka didn't have to transform and risk being discovered as no. 8. so maybe his new goal is the same, except for the reason that kafka transforming now threatens his humanity)

this would be a GREAT time to finally get reno's backstory

seriously, we're nearly 90 chapters and we barely know anything about reno, the deuteragonist of the series. (my headcanon is that he's an orphan due to kaiju-related reasons, and possibly has survivor's guilt. might be why he's so protective of others)

iharu will step in to assist with his new 'spiky' combat power ability

kafka is overtaken by his inner kaiju and attacks reno and iharu

i think no. 9 will choose to retreat, which the jakdf don't want since no. 9 has gathered more intel about their troopers and will use it to create better kaiju enemies

this kinda goes without saying since it will definitely happen, but we'll learn more about mina as well. i think her fight with her kaiju will happen before kafka's with no. 13, and hopefully shed some light on how they drifted apart

next arc

the gang reunites in an after-battle conference thingo

jakdf hq/neutralization bureau come up with a mission plan to better monitor no. 9's movements and gather intel of their own

(iirc they tracked its lair to like the marina trench, unreachable due to underwater pressure. unless i'm mixing this up with pacific rim LMAO)

hoshina stumbles into his brother at the conference and we get more on their family drama

kafka is hospitalised and kept under watch; he wakes and everyone's there to greet him

kikoru gets promoted to platoon leader

some of the story focus starts shifting to haruichi and aoi in the 2nd division

we get more on haruichi's backstory with izumo tech and his father

he said in vol. 2 that he joined the jakdf for family reasons. i wonder if it was to get away from being the heir to izumo tech? the 'don't mold me into your career path dad' rich kid storyline lol

maybe contrast that with aoi's fun fact of turning down a future at the uh jgsdf (another military branch?) to pursue being a jakdf trooper

misc

there are 3 numbered weapons still in cold storage that the jakdf want to train candidates for. i wonder if those candidates will be iharu, aoi, and/or haruichi

maybe kafka will end up being separated from the jakdf in the current arc, either abducted by no. 9 or willingly went along with it under the control of the inner kaiju

#can you tell that i'm patiently waiting for chapters #kaiju no. 8 #kaiju no 8 #kn8 #kn8 analysis #kn8 theories #kafka hibino #reno ichikawa #iharu furuhashi #kaiju no. 9 #mina ashiro #soshiro hoshina #kikoru shinomiya #haruichi izumo #aoi kaguragi

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Silent Sparks - Volt 74

Warnings: I guess professional tension? If that's what it is? Maybe? Word count: 4766

Notes: Italics - Tsukare signing Bold italics - Family member/friend signing 'Italics with apostrophes' - Thoughts

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Volt 73 | Volt 75

Another monday rolled around and Kirishima and I were off to Fatgum's, but we were told to go to a different place.

"Midoriya! Good morning." He said, the two of us turning to see our green haired friend walking out of the dorms. "Are you headed off to your work study, too? Cool! So are we!"

"Yeah, I finally got called in again. Feels like it's been forever." He responded cheerfully.

"Yeah, it doesn't help that Nighteye didn't give you a schedule like Fatgum did for us." I chimed in.

"Yeah. I wonder why they said not to wear our costumes though."

"Oh! Good morning, guys!" Uraraka exclaimed. "You going in today?" She asked with Tsu beside her.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, we all got called in today. Kirishima and I having the exception, but we were called to a different place. The sinking feeling in my stomach only grew when two upperclassmen were also called in. We took the same train, to the same stops. The same direction, making the same turns. The big three stood in front of the building, Mirio greeting us happily. I shared a look with Izuku. We followed the group up and we're met with dozens of heroes. My Dad being among them.

Dad, what's going on?

We're meeting about something.

Dad.

Onryo, you know I'm not allowed to disclose anything until the meeting.

I know.

I sighed and ran a hand through my curls nervously.

"Ah, ginger! How ya been!" Gran Torino asked, walking over to me. "Been staying out of trouble?"

"As much as I can, sir."

"Yeah, I saw the stunt you pulled last week boy. Can't fool me." I sheepishly smiled and nodded, my classmates soon starting to pester Dad about what this was about.

"Fat? Any news on what this is?" I asked for Kiri and I.

"This is your first meeting and debrief for a big mission. Both of you, take it easy in there, a lot of the other guys won't take you seriously cause you're first years but don't be afraid to say something, I'll have your backs." He told us seriously.

"Thanks to the information provided by all of you our investigation has progressed substantially." Nighteye started, gaining everyone's attention effortlessly. "We've invited you all here for a joint conference to share the intel we've acquired. Regarding the yakuza group Shie Hassaikai and what we believe they might be planning." My brain froze up as I took in the new information.

"I feel like I'm missing something here. The Shie H'what now?" Kiri asked.

"Bad guys planning to do bad things but they're an old timey group. So now we talk about it." I summed up quietly, watching Nighteye control the tone of the room with ease. All of us moved to a conference room and sat at a long table. Amajiki, Kiri and I lined up beside Fatgum.

"Alright, let's begin at the beginning." Bubble girl said firmly. "For the past couple of weeks now, those of us at Nighteye Agency have been conducting an investigation into Shie Hassaikai, a small but organized group of criminals."

"What prompted this?" Kesagiri Man asked.

"An accident involving a gang of thieves called the Reservoir Dogs." She confirmed.

"Yeah, I heard about that." Mr. Brave commented.

"The police thought the whole thing was an accident but there were a number of details that didn't add up, so we began tailing them.

"In my capacity as a Nighteye Agency sidekick, I began following leads to see what I could uncover." Centipeder started. As nice as they are, they still scared me because bugs. "I found that, in the past year, the members of Shie Hassaikai have had increased contact with those outside of their organization, including other groups whose business dealings are less than reputable. Their aim seemed to be expanding their organization and enriching its coffers. Shortly after our investigation began, they made contact with a member of the League of Villains. Bubaigawara Jin, villain name: Twice." My stomach dropped as a picture of a guy talking to Twice appeared on the screen. "They were wary of being tailed, so I was unable to follow them, but with the help of the police, I confirmed that an altercation had occurred between the two groups."

"That'd be about when they decided to reach out to Tsukauchi and me. Figured we'd be able to assist, given the Leagues involvement." Gran Torino added in. I felt my body relax some knowing that Tsukauchi was still in it.

"Where is Tsukauchi?" Kesagiri man asked Gran Torino.

"Follow ups with some other eye witnesses. Y'know, cop stuff." I bit my lip to conceal my laughter at the older man's dry sarcasm. "Sorry, kid." He turned to Izuku. "I didn't see something like this coming. I've got a bad feeling that things are about to get ugly."

"I don't care if they do. I wanna help." Izuku said firmly before getting side tracked with Mirio.

"You might be ready to help, but is ginger?" Rock Lock asked with his arms folded over his chest

"Excuse me?" I asked dryly.

"I'm just sayin', should you even be working this now that the League's involved? After Kamino?" He confirmed his question. Dad, Izuku, Kiri and I all shot him a glare. "The way I'm lookin at it, they have an interest in the kid. Would it be smart to bring him with us if it could derail the whole mission?"

"Would you be willing to risk an asset on a small possibility?" I asked in turn, watching his face contort in confusion.

"What's that s'pposed to mean?"

"How do you take down a villain? Or say the yakuza since they're on the topic? It's not brawn's, it's rarely wits and it's occasionally brains. 'To know your enemy, you must become your enemy.' We know how to take down villains because we know how to interpret their thought processes and break down how they work. Especially with smaller, organized groups like the yakuza. That's why we have this meeting, and gather intel and don't go in blind. From what I've heard alone and the knowledge I have about both groups, it's highly unlikely part of the League would make an appearance, let alone all of them." He simply stared at me so I continued. "The yakuza goes back hundreds of years, way before quirks were even a preconceived possibility by scientists. They're prideful and work as fluidly as they can. In the last fifty years alone they've lost more power then they ever could have predicted. They're clearly at a last stitch effort if they're contacting the League. The League is disorganized and sporadic, most of their decisions are loosely planned and menially thought out running on improvised back ups. With how small the yakuza is now, they may be desperate but they aren't ignorant in their strategies, they won't trust easy, that's why there's ranks in the system. So I'll ask again, are you willing to neglect and dismiss an asset on your side over a minute possibility?" Rock Lock stayed silent while Dad and Gran Torino sent me proud smirks. "Exactly."

"Well said, kid." Fat whispered to me.

"Go on, Bubble Girl." Nighteye redirected the topic at hand.

"So, after all that went down, we posted a notice on the HN requesting assistance."

"I think we can skip that part." Centipeder interrupted.

"What's the 'HN'?" Uraraka asked.

"Hero Network." I said gently, watching her grasp it quickly. "It's a pro's only website to tell you what they're up to and if ones near you can help on a case."

"Does anyone wanna tell me why a buncha high schools kids were invited to a conference? I don't care if they are from UA. If we have to keep stopping to explain this stuff, we'll never get to the actual plan. I think ginger here might have a reason, but I'm not too sure about the others." Rock Lock asked in his frustration.

"Don't say that! These three have important information to pass along!" Fatgum said loudly, springing out of his seat as he pointed at us. "Anyway, I see a lot of new faces, so let me introduce myself. Nice to meetcha, I'm Fatgum."

"Hassaikai's movements are hard to trace, but we suspect one of their main sources of income is illegal drug sales." Nighteye started again. "So I requested help from heroes who have some expertise in that area."

"Yup, I brought in my fair share of drug dealers back in the day, and at Red Riot's debut fight, he proved he could, too! Tamaki was shot, and the bullet contained some kinda drug I've never heard of before. One that destroys quirks." Fatgum said.

"Destroys quirks?" Kesagiri man echoed.

"Whoa, what? Tamaki, you're okay, right?" Mirio asked in concern.

"Yeah, the stuff wore off while I slept. Here, look." Amajiki said while raising a hoof. "I've got this cow hoof and everything."

"I'm glad to know the effects aren't permanent at least. So this stuff doesn't zap a quirk for good." Rock Lock said.

"No." Nighteye confirmed. "But Eraser Head has some further insight." I turned to Dad and he looked ready to no longer socialize.

"It doesn't seem to function exactly like my erasure does. Since I'm not actually attacking the quirk directly. What we call a quirk is an extraordinary addition to an ordinary human body. Those additions are collectively referred to as 'quirk genes'. I can shield those genes and temporarily block their expression, but I don't actually damage them." Dad explained.

"But after Tamaki here was shot, we brought him to the hospital, and they found that his quirk genes had sustained damage. Fortunately, they seem to have healed on their own, and he's back to normal now." Fatgum concluded.

"What do we know about the substance he was shot with?" Nighteye asked.

"Whatever it was didn't harm the rest of his body. Nothing but his quirk was impaired in any way. The guy who shot him clammed up. He won't say a word. And the round that hit Tamaki was totally spent despite Tsukare preserving it's integrity. However," Fat said proudly, "Kirishima bravely defended Tamaki and Tsukare from a bullet, which then bounced off his own body and should now provide us with a viable sample."

"Woah, I did that? Really? That's crazy!" Kirishima exclaimed.

"And when we analyzed the substance from the bullet, we discovered something that made me sick to my stomach. It contained human blood and cells." I froze at Fatgum's words. My stomach doing back flips in fear and disgust.

"In other words, that effect came from a person. From someone's power. A quirk that can destroy quirks." Ryukyu stated.

"Maybe not a quirk that destroys quirks, if that were the case it might be easier to narrow down with how niche it is. It could be on a broader spectrum that we wouldn't normally scrutinize or put under a microscope but an aspect is being weaponized." I countered.

"How do you figure?" She asked, confused on my outlook.

"Take Tsu's quirk for example, she has a frog quirk. When you hear that, your mind naturally goes to jumping, climbing and using her tongue to capture. However, she can also go invisible, it's a smaller component of her quirk that you wouldn't initially think of. Quirks are overtly complex, less common in comparison are they straight forward like we tend to think." She hummed at my viewpoint.

"Alright, I changed my mind, I like ginger, he's smart." Rock Lock chimed in.

"I'm not connecting the dots here. How is this all related to the Hassaikai?" A hero I didn't recognize asked.

"The man who shot Tamaki used an illegal drug to boost his quirk during his fight with Kirishima. The distribution channels for stuff like that are complex. Although things've shrunk since the old days, drugs still pass through various people and organizations before they finally reach the end user. There's no concrete evidence that Hassaikai handled the drug, but we know for a fact that they interacted with one of the middlemen responsible for moving it." Fatgum cleared up.

"That's all?" The hero asked again.

"The other day, Ryukyu's team broke up a fight between two villain groups." Nighteye started. "One of those groups was controlled by the intermediary organization that Fatgum just mentioned."

"One of the two giants had been given an inferior drug that didn't last long." Ryukyu said.

"There have been a rash of gang-related crimes recently, and most could be connected to the Hassaikai if you tried hard enough." Kesagiri man countered.

"Which is what it seems like you're doing: trying to make them guilty. Don't you have anything that implicates them more clearly?" The masked hero asked, I still don't know his name. A picture flashed on the screen of a man wearing a plague mask, causing Mirio and Izuku to gasp.

"Their young head, Chisaki: Quirk, Overhaul. With this power, he can disassemble things and then reassemble them. A quirk that allows him to completely break down matter. And a bullet that can break down quirks." Nighteye stated, making the duo under his wing gasp again.

"But it wasn't his DNA in the bullets? If it were, it would have come back in the quirk registry database." I commented, Nighteye giving a single nod in my direction.

"Chisaki has a daughter named Eri. There are no records or details about her birth. But when Mirio and Midoriya encountered her, they noticed there were bandages wrapped around her arms and legs." I swallowed the lump in my throat hearing Nighteye say that.

"Could he really do something so horrific?" Ryukyu asked rhetorically.

"Unfortunately, yes. In a world of super humans, if you can dream it, you can do it." Gran Torino solemnly stated. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to try and calm my erratic heart.

"Hold on, what are they talking about?" Kirishima asked with a fearful look.

"Once again, why do we have children in this meeting?" Rock Lock asked, his ire started to show. "I'll say this one time. We're wondering if this Chisaki bastard is turning his daughters body into bullets and selling them on the black market." My classmates all let out a symphony of horror.

"To be clear, we aren't certain that he's actually selling the bullets." Nighteye said. "At this point, their efficacy appears to be questionable. It's possible that they're still in the testing phase, and he's giving them out as samples to rally more people to his cause."

"So it would be safe to assume that the status of their efficacy can change at any moment? That the effect of the bullets could become permanent at any time?" I asked, knowing I had my own answer but we all needed to hear it.

"That's correct. And we have no hard evidence, but we do know he's gathering allies and funds from across the nation. If the completed drug allows him to annihilate someone's quirk entirely, imagine the devastation he could cause." I felt a chill rack my body hearing that.

"Just talking about it's enough to make my blood boil. Let's go get this monster!" Fatgum seethed with a fist clenched.

"Tch. Woulda saved us a lot of trouble if these two amateurs had just gotten the girl away from him." Rock Lock muttered under his breath, lip reading being the only thing helping me understand him.

"It's not that cut and dry and you know that." I barked at him, his head snapping towards me.

"Just cause you know a little something about how it feels doesn't mean you let your emotions ahead of you, ginger." He retorted.

"I have a cap on my emotions, don't try and lecture me in professionalism when you're the one bringing my past into it. You have no reason to be belittling high school students over something you know was out of their control. How many people were on the street? In the buildings? On the subway? In their cars? How far of a range is the cut off for his quirk? Short range? Hand to hand? Long distance? How many people would they have been endangering by acting on a whim to try and save her when in the blink of an eye they all could have died? It was a calculated risk that they didn't take and they are already visibly beating themselves up over it. They do not need your input right now." I said harshly, the room falling silent.

"Tsukare is right. Aside from that, I take full responsibility." Nighteye intervened. "The blame should not fall on them. Even without knowing the whole story, they acted to save the child, each in their own way. Midoriya was willing to bear the risk of taking her then, while Mirio chose to wait for another opportunity, when success would be more likely. I assure you, nobody in this room is more frustrated than they are."

"We'll get Eri away from him next time..." Midoriya said as the duo stood up.

"... And we'll protect her!" The cried out.

"Indeed. And that's precisely what we've come here to discuss." Nighteye said.

"Huh. You kids wanna talk big, that's fine. But if what Nighteye is saying is for real, the little girl is at the center of Hassaikai's underground drug operation. She may have managed to get away from Overhaul for a few minutes, but she got herself seen by a couple of heroes. You think he's still gonna keep her at home after that? Hell, I know I sure wouldn't. And if we go bustin' into their headquarters and she's not there, they're gonna know that we're onto them. We gotta be sure of where he's hiding her." Rock Lock piped up again.

"Now you get what I mean." I mumbled, arms crossed over my chest.

"He has a point." Ryukyu commented. "Do you have a plan for that, Nighteye?"

"That's our conundrum. Since we don't currently know how far they've taken their plans, the success of our initial strike is crucial. To that end, we've made a thorough list of groups with connections to Hassaikai, as well as properties owned by the organization. This is our starting point. I would like you all to investigate each coordinate on this map. It is the most logical way to narrow down our targets." Nighteye finally elaborated.

"So that's why you asked minor heroes like us to join you." A flashier man said sullenly.

"What do you mean?" The masked hero from earlier asked.

"Heroes in the top ten, hell even the top fifty would likely bring too much attention. It would be too flashy and too obvious, not to mention, all the heroes in here operate in at least one of those locations. It wouldn't raise any attention if they saw a hero walking by them, especially if they moved locations while they're training work study students. Ryukyu being the only exception because of where she is posted and the fact that she's training. Added bonus, you all know the areas better than most, so it cuts back on time looking for abnormal behavior." I said while looking at the map closely.

"Okay, Fat where'd you find this kid? What is he, a wikipedia or something? How the hell does he know all this stuff?" Rock Lock finally asked, everyone's attention diverted to me with a curious look.

"I have an IQ of 148 and retain information fairly well. As well as growing up in a hero family and admiring the profession like most kids do. If a hero is repeatedly spotted in an area, it's a safe assumption to make that they're frequently stationed there or that's where their agency is. Anything else?" I asked sarcastically, watching him buffer with the information.

"Are you up for this?" He asked.

"And that means?"

"Do any of us have to worry about you having a breakdown out there? We all saw the news cover last week and we all know what happened in Kamino, what I'm gettin' at is, do we have to worry about you loosin' your head when this goes down?" The room sat, waiting for an answer, seemingly intrigued at this question until Nighteye broke the silence.

"Can we stop getting side tracked?" He asked loudly.

"I for one, didn't expect someone who worked with All Might for so long to be such a careful planner." Fatgum redirected the conversation back to where we left off. "Let's just go bring 'em down! While we're takin' our sweet time, that abused girls out there crying somewhere." He bellowed.

"We can't do this like All Might would." Nighteye stated. "That's why we must be meticulous about our strategies and predictions from the outset. So we have the highest chance of saving her."

'Finally, someone else who's making sense.' I thought to myself.

"He's right. We shouldn't rush." Gran Torino said, supporting Nighteye. "If we show our hand and then don't end up rescuing her, then we'd just be throwing gas on a fire. Like how Stains capture was a beacon that led criminals to seek out and join the League. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if they handed out quirk-destroying weapons to those hoodlums in order to increase their recruitment."

"You're thinkin' too dang much. If we keep sitting here yappin' about it, we're never gonna get anything done!" Fat yelled, ready to dive in head first.

"Excuse me. I've got a question." Dad said while raising his hand. "I don't know the specifics of your quirk, Nighteye. Feel free to correct. But from what I've heard of it, your quirk, Foresight allows you to see into the future. So why not use it on us. That's logical, right?"

"I'm sorry. But I cannot." Nighteye said solemnly. "My Foresight has some limitations. I need a full 24 hours between activations. That means I get one person, and then I'm spent for the rest of the day. Additionally, the future is played in my mind like a flashback. Think of it like viewing a filmstrip. For one hour, I have the power to watch a persons life as a movie. The issue is, everything I see is from a tight perspective on the person in question. This severely limits my capacity to interpret context."

"That should still provide more than enough information to be useful, don't you think? And it doesn't explain why you can't do it." Dad countered.

"What if I saw imminent death in your near future. Worse... What if it were a cruel, merciless demise? My quirk should be employed only after we've confirmed the highest likelihood of success. Then it can help ensure our victory. It shouldn't be relied upon when there are still too many uncertainties."

"Woah, woah, woah hold up. Death is still information. If we know what's comin', we can figure out how to survive." Rock Lock tried to flip the tables.

"You don't understand. It's possible what I see is unavoidable." Nighteye almost pleaded.

"Bro, that's the only excuse you have, for real? Oh, hell no, just use it on me now! I'll show you I can beat death." Rock Lock jeered.

"That's not what this is about. Don't act like you can outrun death, we understand you wanna be the macho man here and all, but death is unavoidable. It's an inevitable outcome for everyone in this room. Including yourself. You're not exempt from a devastating outcome like everyone else because you hold yourself on that pedestal." Rock Lock simply crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

"We should get started." Ryukyu sighed. "There's a child in trouble. That's what's important here."

"We must confirm the girl's location and take her into our protection as quickly as possible using the most accurate data. I'm counting on your help. All of you." Nighteye said, finally closing the meeting. We all stood up, the majority of the pro's staying behind to talk, so all of us students went into a hall with a small table.

I couldn't understand what Izuku was saying due to my hearing aids being dead, but I still rubbed his back comfortingly. We all did our best to console the two sunshine friends. A majority of my friends turned, so I did as well to see Dad walking out of the elevator.

"Is this a funeral or something?" He asked and I bit back my laugh. Someone must have called him Mr. Aizawa, given his response. "Ah. Call me Eraser Head outside of school. You know, it's just my luck. Before you got involved in this, I was going to recommend your work studies be suspended." Despite my hearing aids being out, I could still hear some noises of surprised, the majority of my friends baffled. I turned and saw Kirishima standing before turning back to Dad. "You were listening when he said the League of Villains is involved, right? That changes things." I lightly nodded, jaw clenching to bite my tongue. “Don’t get too worked up about this. The big three are one thing, they’re strong enough to hold their own out there with the pro’s. But the rest of you will be minimally involved. Asui, Uraraka, Kirishima, Onryo. You didn’t volunteer for this, and you’re not obligated to participate. It’s your call.” He said calmly.

“Mr. A- I mean, Eraserhead. After everything that we just heard, I can’t imagine not helping out, sir!” Uraraka exclaimed. Tsu followed with something I didn’t catch.

“The heroes asked you to be in the meeting. I don’t think they would’ve wanted you guys to be there if they didn’t recognize your abilities. I mean, I’ve seen for myself that a first year can shine much brighter than me.” Tamaki said, others joining in on the sentiment of us helping her.

"Here's the deal. Midoriya... You still haven't proven I can trust you again. Unfortunately, I'm positive that if I try to stop you now, you'll do something reckless and attempt to take things into your own hands." Dad crouched beside me and in front of my best friend. "So, I'll watch you. If you're going to see this through, you gotta do it the right way. Use your head." He gave an awkward but gentle fist bump to his chest. "Ya hear me? Problem child?" Izuku nodded and held off his tears. "I'll only say this once in case it gives you a little peace of mind. Just because you didn't hold onto her this time, doesn't mean you didn't give Eri hope. So keep looking forward." I gave him a pat on the back and stood up, walking around to stretch my legs and distract my thoughts but instead I bumped into someone leaving the elevator. I looked up to find Rock Lock standing there.

"You got an answer for me ginger?" I shot him a glare and let out a harsh breath.

"What's it matter to you?" I asked, shoving my hands in my pockets.

"I wanna know that I can rely on you if things go south, you heard me back there, we all saw and there's a lot of questions going around and you keep avoiding them."

"I'm saying this one time and one time only, you're worrying over nothing. I'm more than capable of separating my emotions from a situation when it calls for it. Can you?" He took a step closer, arms crossed over his chest.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you seem to be projecting an awful lot, so can you separate your emotions from work? I don't get what your problem is, back there you said that you were okay with me having your back and now you're switching up again. So do I have to worry about you backing me if the time comes?" He went to say something but looked behind me, a hand grabbing my shoulder as Dad stood between us.

"That's enough. Both of you. Rock Lock, I understand the experience you hold, but there's no need for you to try and go against a child. Onryo, we will talk about this later." I took a deep breath and nodded once before stepping back.

We're talking later.

I know.

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Domino city, a city full pf promise was in bloom today. Couples strolled down the parkways, students ran after one another, and duels were all over the city competing against each other. Holographic monsters soared through the air, breathing excitement into the park. Yugi strolled pass the small battles. Giant bugs, and half naked she-best tugged at his attention. Their flashing lights exploding in his peripheral vision. But Yugi had other plans to attend to. Seto Kaiba had sent him a text at 6:47 AM

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“I… I should lay off the card games.”

At the first platform Yugi was coated in a thin layer of sweat. At the third platform Yugi had to tie the jacket around his waist. At the top of the hill, Yugi was not only late but was shoving his head into the park fountain.

“Who planned this park!?” He said ruffling his hair back into its usual spiky shape.

From the fountain he could see the statue. Its white polish peaking through the trees like a pearl hidden in plain sight. Backtracking Yugi followed the side path, its bricks were brighter than the rest of the hill, with some of them having graffiti poked into the cement. Soon the path opened to a large circle. At its center was the Feast of Wonderland: Agape. Large white eyes started off into the sun, as the figure of a young man pulled himself from a viscous maw. The Beast rough scratchy paws dragged upon the man’s skin revealing rivers of golden blood. Another male figure, wearing a pair of golden wings was pulling the man from the beast’s clutches. His muscles ripping from the pressure, but his eyes showed no pain. Only sorrow. The specks of sunlight from the trees fell like tears upon the statues faces.

“Your late.” Seto Kaiba strolled by Yugi. He normal starch trench coat and belt arm bands were missing for a more laid-back look, consisting of a striped dress shirt, and straight jeans. A nice pair of glasses resting on his face.

“Sorry.” Yugi replied. Pulling at his leather jacket and spiked belt. “So, Kaiba what did want to see me for?”

“Follow me.” With an another unreadable express Seto Kaiba took off. Yugi almost breaking out in a full run to keep up with his long legs.

The other side of the park was full of trees, and manicured flower beds. At the bottom of the hill was a small café. It had a few tables scattered about the entrance, covered by giant white umbrellas. Seto Kaiba pulls out a seat. Yugi takes the seat across from it. Kaiba stand there for a moment, no a while.

“Kaiba aren’t you gonna-” Kaiba quickly sat down, shaking the table. “Okay.” Yugi said.

The two sat in silence. Soft laughter floats through the silence. Seto Kaiba staring at him.

“Yugi.” He spoke

“Yes?”

“You were the first person to defeat me in a duel and the only person who has tried to befriend me. No matter how many times I tell you to go away you refuse to leave, and instead you stay.” Kaiba’s words were frank and Yugi didn’t know what to say.

“I want to know why.” An honest question from Seto Kaiba was a rare thing.

“Because you’re my friend.”

“And is that all you think of me?”

“Hun?”

“Do you only think of me as a friend Yugi?”

“What do you mean?”

A waitress appeared with a broad smile. A pair of menus in her arms. Her sweet voice ringing in their ears as she gave the usual pleasantries, before bouncing off. Kaiba was silent during the entire exchange, only lending a comment when needed. Yugi could feel his eyes burning holes into his skin.

“What do you think of me Kaiba?” Yugi asked.

The two sat in a murky atmosphere. Stewing, stirring, shaking.

“I love you.”

Now broken, the atmosphere twisted into Yugi’s chest. Jabbing at his heart, the shards seeping deeper and deeper into each beat of his heart.

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

“Is this a date?”

“Only if you allow it.”

Hours later Yugi held Seto hand as they explored the park again. This time walking at the same pace.

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reidsnose · 3 years

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buggin

overview: reader enlists the help of her neighbor (who shes never met) to get rid of a gnarly bug in her apartment

genre: fluff

a/n: thought of this today after i moved the shower curtain, saw a centipede crawl out, and screamed for my dad to come help me. anywayyyss i thought its be cute so as always lmk what you guys think :)

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you walked into your bedroom, fumbling frantically with the buttons on your shirt as you raced to leave your house on time. hair brush hair brush hair brush. where was your hair brush? you knocked over countless items trying to find it but with no luck. bathroom! you quickly made your way to the bathroom, opening the door so fast that wind blew through your hair.

and then you saw it.

a gnarly, long, nasty, creepy crawly centipede.

you let out a loud shriek and promptly shut the door. if you didn't get to the interview one time, it would surely be a bad first impression. but then again so would showing up with a bird's nest of hair on your head. you tried who knows how many times to go back in and kill it or catch it in a cup but each time you saw its countless, spindly legs you backed out. you checked your watch, 10 minutes until you had to leave.

you walked out into the hallway of the apartment building, and in a frenzy, you bumped into a tall, handsome man leaving the apartment across from yours.

he chuckled an apology before looking to meet your eye, breath hitching in his throat as he did. you were arguably the most beautiful woman he had ever seen (despite a very questionable hairdo). and when a surge of desperation ran through your body you rambled an explanation to the stranger, telling him about your job interview and time crunch then promptly begging him to come inside and get rid of the centipede for you.

and something inside him couldn't say no. he wanted to, i mean when an objectively crazy looking person lures you into their home to catch a bug, generally one says no and goes on with their day. however, maybe it was his complete an immediate infatuation with you or maybe his empathy for your situation, he decided to quickly help you and then try and get to work as fast as he can.

he couldn't help but subtly and subconsciously profile you based on your home as soon as he stepped inside. he liked it. your decorations, the small mess that makes it feel lived in, the general 'vibe' as morgan would say was incredible.

you gave him a sheet of paper and a cup, per his request, and led him to the dreaded bug bathroom. you couldn't help but watch in awe as he walked in with no fear, explaining to you in great detail how this was only a house centipede and it only had 15 pairs of legs which kind of counters the name. and how it isn't poisonous to humans and infact eats other bugs. you loved his facts so much and you followed him all the way to the window where he let the bug out, listening intently to what he had to say and swatting away the apology that came after the ramble, insisting that you genuinely enjoyed it.

"thank you so much,.." you trailed off, not knowing his name.

"Spencer." he filled in, offering a tight lipped smile.

"Spencer! wonderful. well again thank you so much and i owe you once I'm back from this job interview!" you smiled as you both walked to the door.

"oh you don't have to-" he began.

"no i insist! just knock on my door when you can and ill take you out." you stated, causing his eyes to widen, " not with a gun! i meant like ill buy you coffee or something!"

"i didn't think you meant with a gun?!" he laughed, handing you the hairbrush this whole ordeal was about. you laughed along as you closed and locked your apartment.

"I'm sorry i'm like completely fazzled right now! i have to go or else i'm never gonna get this job ill just brush my hair in the car! ok bye Spencer!" you called as you jogged down the stairs.

"wait i don't know your name?" he called after you.

"ill tell you when i buy you a coffee!" your giggle echoed through the building followed by the loud shut of the downstairs door.

he smiled to himself, wondering if he should tell the team about his funky morning encounter. he smiled the whole train ride to work, and then the walk from the stop to the building and then the elevator trip up. he just couldn't stop smiling. he thought about you brushing your hair while you drove and even giggled to himself on the train causing a few strangers to toss him some concerned looks.

how could he be living next to such a beautiful stranger?

when he walked into the bullpen, he saw the. whole team huddled around a desk, staring quite obviously at hotch's office. a new curiosity piqued his interest though his thoughts of you continued to be front and center in his mind.

"whats going on?" he asked, joining the group and craning his neck to try and see into the office.

"new agent interview." jj whispered.

"really? since whe-"

"shh!" Garcia shushed.

"you cant even hear them!" Reid defended.

"quiet helps us read their lips." prentiss whispered.

Spencer continued to crane his neck, moving around yet only being able to see hotch, who was throwing his head back in laughter. hotch laughing? wow this new agent must be pretty cool!

"oh my god! i've never seen him laugh like that before!" Garcia squeaked.

"she has to get the job now," morgan added.

"ah we have to wait for the handshake, thats when we see if he really approves," Rossi countered, "if he double hands the shake then its a done deal."

they all watched excitedly, waiting impatiently for the end of the interview. after a few minutes they saw hotch stand up and shake the possible new agent's hand with his right, firmly clasping his left over the handshake.

"was that the double handed handshake?" Garcia asked excitedly.

"yup." Rossi replied, popping the p.

as soon as the door began to open, the team tried ever so gracelessly to disperse, bumping into one another and murmuring fake excuses. a familiar outfit caught Spencer's eye as the new agent left hotch's office and he dared sneak a glance.

no way. his mind raced, thoughts of this morning flooding it a mile a minute. could it really be the girl from this morning? he watched as you excitedly left the building, beaming far to much to notice any other people as you left.

"bug?!" was all he could muster. not even loud enough for you to hear. unfortunately, loud enough for the people around him to.

"theres a bug? where?" morgan asked, looking around.

"no um...bug-she..is bug- um. nothing." he stammered.

"did you nickname the new agent bug?" jj laughed.

"what? no! do not say that in front of her!!" Spencer stammered.

after a couple teasing remarks, to Spencer's relief, they seemed to have let it go. the day was case-less and flew by quickly, the most exciting part was the morning interview and hotch's announcement that there would be a new agent starting tomorrow.

you sat at home, beyond excited about your successful interview, all thanks to handsome neighbor Spencer. you couldn't help but feel extra indebted to him. you feared you may have scared him off when you offered to take him out but it was the best way you could think to say thank you. but your nerves had transferred mainly to the upcoming first day of work.

as he got hone he debated knocking on your door but decided against it, knowing you were probably busy preparing for tomorrow.

when you arrived tomorrow a series of seemingly unfamiliar faces sat in the conference room, awaiting you and hotch.

when you stepped inside your eyes scanned over each of them, all looking very excited to meet you.

and then you saw him.

handsome neighbor Spencer was sitting RIGHT THERE. the stars have aligned and finally life is in your favor. after a brief introduction the meeting began and you took the only seat open which happened to be next to Spencer.

you gave each other polite smiles though both of your cheeks glowing red told a different story than two people who had just met.

"wheels up in 20." hotch concluded.

you all walked out together, the team making sure you felt included.

"so hows the first day feeling, y/n? or should i be like my friend Dr. Reid here and call you bug?" morgan asked slightly amused.

"oh my god you told?!" you laughed, looking wide eyed at Spencer.

after a high pitched denial from Reid and tears of laughter from the team as you told them of the events of that morning, you already felt like you were a part of the team.

as you boarded the jet, you decided to sit next to Spencer.

"you know, i still owe you a coffee," you mentioned nonchalantly as you pulled a book from your go bag, trying as hard as you possibly could to not blush.

he smiled slyly, picking up his own book to hide the rouge that fell upon his cheeks, "and ill hold you to that, bug."

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