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authormars · 1 month

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how do you think the brothers would react to catching mc smoking weed/being high? I've always wondered what they would think and if they were to smoke it if it'd effect them. just curious, thank you for reading!

(sorry if you don't feel comfortable with this request, feel free to ignore if so

No, I'm perfectly fine to answer! I can also incorporate some of my own world-building headcanons.

So, most human world drugs work on demons, just without the bad effects. For example, (in my headcanon) Lucifer smokes. It doesn't do anything harmful to him, it just relaxes him (and obviously its addictive)

Anyways, continuing with the actual prompt

Lucifer

Let's get something straight. Lucifer is a very big hypocrite. He knows he's a hypocrite. This doesn't stop him from being a hypocrite.

That being said, when he finds out, he is not happy. Your fragile human body can't take that! Are you trying to hurt yourself, MC? Why don't you just go and provoke Satan! It'll have the same effect!

Lucifer is very protective over you. He considers you as important as his family. So when he finds out you're using drugs - which he knows are harmful to humans, don't try and lie to him - he immediately tries to put an end to it.

He's relieved you aren't using something extremely harmful (like some of the party drugs Asmo does) but at the same time, probably don't let it be known you're high around him, lest you be caught up in a lecture.

(that's not to say he doesn't get high himself, but I did say he was a hypocrite)

Mammon

The first time, Mammon doesn't realize you're high. He just thinks you have some curse put on you or you didn't sleep enough.

The second time... still doesn't notice. If you're just high around him, he'll probably be oblivious to it for the first five times it happens. But if he catches you getting high?

Mammon is also protective. He doesn't want his human being hurt! But Mammon also gets high. And unlike Lucifer, he's not a constant hypocrite. So he won't reprimand you, but he may be like "Ya know that's dangerous fer humans, right?"

After a while, as long as it's not using it a lot (to which he will report you to Lucifer for your own safety) he may offer to get high with you.

Leviathan

Ah, Levi. When you're high around him, he notices the signs. He's been around Mammon and Asmo when they're high. Will he say anything? Absolutely not! He's not a tattletale! (Unless he catches you with Mammon, in which case he will immediately report you)

Levi doesn't get high and only ever intakes drugs when he accidentally eats Mammon's pot brownies that he sells. He's a bit to anxious to ask you straight up if you're high (cause what if you're not and he's just being rude?)

If you offer to get high with him (because he will not offer) he may give in, depending on how close you are. But eventually he'll crack and tell Lucifer.

Levi doesn't want you to harm yourself (and will get Mammon in trouble when he can)

Satan

Satan is a strange case. He noticed the first time, but he didn't tell Lucifer (if that old man didn't notice, jokes on him) That doesn't mean he won't approach you to ask if you're high. (Even if you lie, he can smell the weed on you MC, demons have strong noses you know)

Satan disapproves mostly, constantly reminding you of the bad effects of getting high are. If he views it as using it to much, eventually he'll report to Lucifer (even if he doesn't want to)

Satan will not get high with you, do not ask. He's much more content to just read with you because that's what relaxes him, why can't it relax you? Disapproves the most (without being a hypocrite)

Asmodeus

Asmo is also a strange case. He knew you were high the first time you were around him and immediately asked you what you had done, what you wanted to try, brought stashes out of various hidden corners because "Sol and I are always trying new things and Mammon hides the drugs he sells in here. Nothing special, darling!"

Asmo will get high with you and will introduce you to demon drugs (not knowing if they're harmful or not) Thankfully, your guard dog and the actually smart one with stop him before it goes too far.

Asmo is overjoyed because he doesn't have anyone he gets high with besides random demons (and they're not as much fun as you)

Beelzebub

Beel is one of the brothers that doesn't do drugs. He's been high before after eating nearly an entire plate of pot brownies Mammon left to cool in the kitchen. (That was an experience, let me tell you)

Once he finds out (which one of the brothers will have to tell him or you will) he sort of frowns and goes "But Satan says that's harmful for human bodies. Are you okay, MC? Do you need a hug?"

He won't get high with you, but he's fine to be there while you're high (unlike Satan) He'll report harmful usage to Lucifer (and unharmful usage, normally he'll just tell Lucifer if you're high) Doesn't disapprove, but will check up on you if you start using it more to make sure you're still okay

Belphegor

Doesn't notice for the longest time. You could be high around him, get high around him, smell really strongly of weed and he won't notice. Probably the last to find out besides maybe Beel.

Will get high with you, but doesn't really use drugs outside of using them with you. He can sleep just fine and he doesn't really need that euphoria so what is he getting out of it other than time with you?

Belphie doesn't use drugs but will also never report you getting high to Lucifer. (Fuck that old man)

Thank you for your ask, as always! Feel free to request headcanons or fic ideas, I'm always bored and need something to do. Remember to drink water!

I can do the undateables next, if anyone wishes

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me headcanons #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me swd #obey me brothers #obey me mc #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan

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jae-bummer · 8 months

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It's Only Lunch

Request: I just binged through My Idol Season 1&2 within a day and I’m in love with the way you write!! Then I saw your requests are open and I was even happier, cause I’m in desperate need of some idol!DK x nonidol!reader fluff :( I don’t have anything specific in mind you can do whatever you want, it can be angsty too if you want, just please give him a happy ending. There’s just not enough DK on this app in my opinion :( I hope you’re doing good and have a great day and if you ever actually write this then tysm!! 🩷🩵

Pairing: Seventeen DK x Reader

Genre: Fluff

"Hey, Y/N."

Looking up from your desk and towards the door of your office, you smiled. "DK, what brings you here?"

As soon as his name left your lips, you could see a bashful expression cross his face. Glancing down to his shoes before looking back up to you, he offered a tentative smile. "I just happened to be in the building and thought maybe you'd like to grab lunch with me?"

Blinking back in surprise, you cleared your throat. Technically, you and Dokyeom were coworkers, he an idol (obviously) and you working in the lower levels of management at Hybe. You had been part of the production crew for many a Seventeen project, so you had grown familiar with the guys over the years.

DK, more often than not, was the member that seemed to naturally gravitate toward you. When ordering lunch, passing out water, or resting on a break, he seemed to subconsciously seek you out. His shyness was adorable your first few run-ins, but once you realized he may have had a crush, you were already in far too deep yourself.

"I brought my lunch today," you managed, the words tasting sour in your mouth. "I was hoping I could take it at my desk to work through some things I'm behind on."

It wasn't a lie. You did need to catch up, but you also couldn't admit that hanging out privately with DK scared the crap out of you. He was gorgeous, side-splitting levels of funny, and completely unattainable. You knew if you spent more time around him, it wouldn't be long until you caught feelings.

"Oh," he chirped, beginning to nod. "Yeah, of course, I understand."

"Maybe next time though?" you asked, desperate to see that smile light up his face again.

"Of course," he hummed, giving you what you hoped for, but not nearly as genuine. "I'll stop by again when I'm back in the building."

And that's how the new routine began. At least once a week DK would show up in your doorway and you would think of a new and creative excuse not to fall in love with him.

Nearly a month after his original visit, you were typing out a relatively important email when your favorite nuisance showed up.

"Y/N," he drawled, leaning against the door frame. "I think I know your answer, but I'm here anyway."

You smiled sheepishly, ducking your head in an attempt to cool the heat scorching across your neck. You knew he would likely catch on to your MO, but you hadn't realized how embarrassing being confronted would be. "I'm sorry, DK. Things are so busy with your upcoming promotions and-"

"Can I at least grab your lunch for you from the common area?" he asked, tilting his head. "It'll save you a few steps."

"Sure," you nodded. He was incredibly sweet, which made it suck even more. "It's in the purple bento box."

"You got it!" he smiled, giving a quick spin before launching down the hallway.

You really did need to suck it up and either tell him to quit coming by or accept his advances. Just because you were a coward didn't mean that he needed to suffer. You were better not being perceived by anyone at his level of attractiveness. It would only be a matter of time before you somehow did something mortifying and turned him off forever.

After plugging away at the email for a few more minutes, you furrowed your brow and looked toward the hall. Surely, he should have found your food.

Just as you were about to hit send and head out his way, he appeared again. Holding your bento, his face was twisted in confusion. "This is yours, right?"

"Yeah," you said slowly. "Why?"

"Well," he sighed. "I looked for it everywhere in the fridge but couldn't find it. I moved everything around and was about to give up when I noticed it out of the corner of my eye. It was sitting in the communal sink, empty."

"Empty?" you muttered, standing. Crossing the room toward him, you took the lunch box from his hands. Sure enough, there was not a trace left of the food you had packed that morning. "I bring the same box every day. Who would eat out of it?"

"Did someone new start?" he asked, tilting his head. "Someone could have done it by mistake?"

"I guess," you sighed, dropping it on your desk. "I guess I can order in..."

"Why don't you let me go grab something?" he asked. "We can eat together in your office, so you don't even have to step away."

The hopeful look in his eyes crushed what little self-preservation you had left. This option really provided no wiggle room for an excuse. "I don't want to make you go to all that trouble..."

"No trouble at all!" he smiled, already turning away from you.

"Wait," you sighed, teetering on the line that you had drawn for yourself. "Let me send this email and I'll come with you."

"You will?" he gasped, but immediately schooled his features. "I mean, sounds good."

Mentally preparing yourself to rip off the Band-Aid, you may have spent a bit longer on the email than you had intended. It was difficult to think clearly with DK wandering around your space, peering at every framed picture and book you had haphazardly stacked around.

"Ready?" you asked, after reading through what you had written for probably the thirtieth time. At this point, you would just hit send and hope for the best.

"Born ready," he smiled, his eyes disappearing into crescents. "There's this really cute noodle place right down the street. I was thinking we could go there?"

Your brain fished around in its recesses for the restaurant he was talking about. If you could recall correctly, it was a notorious spot for couples. The thought made you swallow, hard. "Sure."

"Perfect," he hummed. "Madam?"

Offering his elbow to you, you hesitated before taking it. So, this was really happening. You were going to break down and go on a not-date with Dokyeom. He had labeled it as just "grabbing lunch," but why did you feel like it was so much more?

As you would realize later, it was because if you gave an inch, Dokyeom would take a mile. It wasn't long into your walk before he started complaining about it being sweltering outside. The weather was only 24°C, so it was hardly balmy. After peeling off his jacket, he quickly switched up to holding your hand.

Glancing down in surprise to see his long fingers intertwined with yours, you looked back up to him, wide-eyed.

"Is this okay?" he asked cheerfully.

You gave a silent nod before fixing your eyes in front of you again. You were so screwed.

Against your better judgement, lunch with DK was a blast. Being around him was so effortless. As you talked over jajangmyeon, it was easy to open up and show sides of yourself that you only reserved for those closest to you. You didn't realize you were even doing it until after you already had, making you go into an overthinking spiral of whether or not you were sharing too much.

In the end, it didn't really matter because Dokyeom seemed to like it that way.

When he returned you to your office, he gave you a long hug before insisting on coming by again soon. After everything, you sat behind your desk, a bit numb in the aftereffects of all things DK.

He hadn't asked for your number and aside from holding your hand, he really hadn't made any advances. His body language was overwhelmingly flirty, but you weren't sure if that's just how he was naturally or not.

"Accept it for what it is," you muttered to yourself, shaking off the cobwebs in your brain. Even if things didn't cross over into "more than friends" territory like your heart was already considering, just having him as a close friend would be fulfilling enough.

No matter how many times you told yourself that DK was just displaying normal, friendly behavior, it was all thrown out of the window when he showed up again the next week.

Carrying a bouquet of what looked to be a mix of wildflowers, he strode up to your desk and sat on the edge. "Now, we've made remarkable progress last week when you had no other options but to have lunch with me. Can we defy the universe and have it happen again?"

You let out a surprised snort. "Maybe if you gave me an idea of when you were coming, I'd be more prepared to leave the office."

"Where's the fun in that?" he asked. "These are for you by the way."

"I would have been only a little heartbroken if you came into my office with flowers that were not for me," you smiled, taking them from his hands.

"So, are you setting me up for a gentle letdown?" he asked, quirking a brow. "Or are you wanting to try the new burger place a block down?"

"I really-"

"Need to finish up this project, so I'm working at my desk," he finished with a soft smile.

"But this time, I really do mean it," you laughed.

"You didn't before?!" he gasped.

Shit. You didn't want to let that little factoid slip. See, this is what happened when you let your guard down around him.

"I may or may not have been avoiding your lunch invitation for a few weeks," you winced. "But you're intimidating!"

"On what planet?!"

"Earth!" you groaned, hiding behind your fingers.

DK sighed before sliding off of your desk and facing you. "I'll forgive you if you come eat with me."

"Well, that's not fair," you pouted.

"Fine," he harrumphed. "I'll just have to take it into my own hands like last time."

"Like last time?" you asked, narrowing your eyes at him.

Covering his mouth with his hand, DK stood as still as a statue.

"You know," you grumbled, crossing your arms. "You're not going to get out of this by hoping I forget about you because you're not moving."

"It would work if you were a t-rex," he muttered, dropping his arms to rest at his side.

"Spill it, Seokmin," you sighed.

"I accidentally ate your lunch last week," he said quickly.

"I'm sorry," you laughed. "You what?"

"When I was grabbing your bento out of the fridge, I had a lightbulb moment," he whined. "I thought if you didn't have your food, you'd be forced to eat with me...so I just...inhaled it. You make excellent bibimbap by the way."

You didn't know if you wanted to laugh or smack him. "You set me up!"

"Because you were avoiding me!" he exclaimed, sending an accusatory finger your way. "You said it yourself!"

"Because you're intimidating!" you repeated.

"How?! How am I intimidating and why is this news to me?!"

"You're incredibly dreamy!" you blurted. "And I was scared that I was going to fall for you, alright?"

DK took a small step back as if you had actually chose to smack him. He kept quiet as his wide eyes blinked at you.

"Please say something," you whispered, pinching the bridge of your nose.

At a painfully slow rate, a smile spread across his lips. "You think I'm dreamy?"

Plopping into your rolling chair, you leaned against your desk, and hid in the fortress of your arms. It was not physically or mentally possible for you to be more horrified.

"Y/N!" DK cooed, immediately stepping around to where you were sitting. Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, he rested his chin on your head. "That is the cutest thing I have ever heard."

"I hate it," you muttered into your sleeves.

"I don't," he chuckled. "And if you haven't figured it out by now, I think you're pretty dreamy too."

"Really?' you squeaked.

"You think I offer to buy lunch and flowers for Mingyu once a week?" he asked. Nuzzling his face into your hair, he laughed again. "I guess we were both hiding something from each other."

"I can't believe you ate twice just to get me to go out with you," you muttered, finally sitting up.

"You're worth the stomachache I had afterwards," he smiled. "I was scared that if I tried to kiss you, the nerves would make my stomach pop."

"Please tell me you didn't eat my lunch again today?" you joked. DK's lips fell into a flat line as he looked away from you. "You didn't!"

"I was prepared to do whatever I had to do!" he gasped. "Now are you coming with me to lunch or not?!"

"Yes," you laughed, shaking your head. "I absolutely will."

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useless19 · 5 months

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Do you think Bowser has hinted at marriage once in awhile randomly or do you think he's chilled out about rushing things finally. Sure he was pretty dead set on marrying the Princess not only from his own interests and political benefits but prehaps abandonment issues caused him to see marriage as mostly a way to insure himself they wont leave him since it a final say writen on papers? (divorce exist but if you got unspoken issues the smaller details are usually ignored)

Honestly I've always been fascinated by peoples take on Bowsers possible attachment or abandonment issues

He absolutely has.

"Or I could just lock you in the dungeon when it's time for you to go back," Bowser said. He laughed when Luigi started to protest. "I know, I know. No kidnapping. It was a joke." -Bowser, in the middle of planning Luigi's kidnapping.

I imagine a lot of the earlier proposals got passed off with a similar 'I'm joking' sort of thing. But because Luigi's still got fairly low self-esteem, he takes Bowser's word when he brushes off Luigi's bemusement with a 'I'm not being serious' or the like whenever Luigi comments on a pretty place and Bowser hints that it might be a good place to have a wedding.

Ultimately, Days!Bowser had a (at his best) distant dad, a mum who died when he was barely old enough to remember her but not young enough to have not remembered her at all, and some relatives who couldn't be around very often for their own safety. And then he only reinforced that by kidnapping people. So yes, he sort of thinks that marriage will make someone stick around (and it did during the main plot!).

(I considered going for a Bowser who lost both his parents at a terribly young age (playing into the fact that some of the Yoshi games refer to him as King Bowser, even though he's a pretty young kid), but a Bowser who has literally never been accountable to anyone is going to be different to the Bowser I was putting together for Day 7/9.)

Anyway, this means it comes as a shock the first time Bowser goes all out on a proposal. Luigi is not a fan of surprises or being the center of attention, and Bowser's not going to half-arse something as important as a proposal. It'll be loud, there'll be a crowd, and Luigi's going to have the frightful time of figuring out how to say 'no' without Bowser assuming that's the end of the relationship. (He doesn't do great).

Luigi escapes the resulting fiery chaos and retreats to his room. He feels awful and has some miserable thoughts on whether or not this relationship is viable if they keep having stuff like this happen. (It's not been that much that often, Luigi's just spiralling here). He gets ready for bed automatically, but doesn't get any sleep.

And trying to figure this out turned into just writing fic... It's first draft, but here you go.

Luigi yelped when his bedroom door slammed open. Bowser stomped in, only to stop short when he noticed Luigi.

"Knock, please," Luigi said.

"You haven't escaped yet?" Bowser said.

Luigi clutched the heavy book he'd been trying to use to send him off to sleep. "Do I have to escape?" he asked carefully.

"Not yet," Bowser said. He began to pace around Luigi's room.

Luigi put the book aside and laced his fingers together. It was hard to even know where to start. How were you supposed to tell your partner that you weren't ready for marriage when they so obviously were?

"I'm sorry I messed things up," Luigi said.

"You should be," Bowser snapped.

Luigi flinched. Bowser stopped pacing and took a deep breath.

"I'm furious," Bowser said on the out breath.

"I'm sorry, I -"

"You said you wouldn't leave without telling me why," Bowser said, looming over Luigi.

"Do you want me to leave?" Luigi asked.

"What? No!"

Luigi patted the bed next to him. Bowser huffed. Instead of sitting next to Luigi on the mattress as Luigi had intended, Bowser slumped to the floor and leant his head on his folded arms on the bed.

"I don't want to leave," Luigi said.

"Then why didn't you say yes?" Bowser asked, a note of hurt in his voice.

"Because I don't want to get married yet," Luigi said. "It's a lot to say yes to. It's a huge decision."

"Figures I managed to bag the one mushroom person afraid of commitment," Bowser grumbled. "What do you think a relationship is except a precursor to marriage?"

Luigi hadn't considered it like that. "I don't know. There's still a lot we haven't talked about with... us and everything it entails."

"The proposal can be a surprise but the engagement shouldn't be," Bowser said.

Luigi blinked in surprise. "Exactly. Where did you hear that?"

"Can't remember." Bowser shrugged, knocking Luigi off balance.

Luigi lifted his hand to put it on Bowser's arm then hesitated. Would his touch even be welcome right now? When he dropped his arm, he caught sight of Bowser's red eye watching him.

"Hate me so much you can't stand the thought of touching me?"

"No." Luigi braced himself. "Do you hate me?"

Bowser closed his eyes. "I asked you to marry me a few hours ago, what do you think?"

"I think a lot of people would hate someone for saying no."

Bowser huffed and reached out to pat Luigi's leg. If he wanted to hurt Luigi, it would have been so easy, but he didn't. Luigi reached forward and threaded his fingers through Bowser's coarse hair. Something he hadn't realised was tense relaxed as Bowser gave a rumble of contentment.

"Was it just a no?" Bowser asked. "Or was it a not now? Because it felt like the former, but you waffled a lot before you got there."

"That's it exactly," Luigi said, relieved beyond measure at finally getting the right words. "I don't want to get married now, but I might change my mind in the future."

The lateness of the hour hit Luigi and he was unable to stifle his yawn. It must have been gone midnight by now. Tomorrow was looking better than it had been, but too little sleep wouldn't help anyone.

"We should probably try to get some sleep," Luigi said, untangling his fingers from Bowser's hair with a pang of disappointment. "Would you stay with me, tonight?" he blurted out before he could wimp out of asking for what he wanted again.

"In here?" Bowser waved at Luigi's quite-big-for-Luigi-but-small-for-Bowser bed.

"If that's okay?"

Bowser crawled onto the bed. There really wasn't much room for Luigi, but he'd spent enough time in too-narrow or too-short beds on adventures that he could probably doze off. Bowser curled his hand around Luigi's body. Luigi put his hand over Bowser's finger.

Heavy, absurdly long breaths were becoming a welcome sound to drift off to. Luigi snuggle down, enjoying the extra warmth a fire-breathing Koopa added.

"How long will it take before you're ready?" Bowser asked in a tone that he'd probably meant to be casual but missed by miles.

How long did it usually take before people were comfortable taking the next step in a relationship like this? Luigi had known people with whirlwind engagements who would have had a kid already on the way at this point, and others who had been together more than five years before they even hinted at marriage.

And it didn't matter how other people did it, Luigi had to figure out what worked for Luigi.

"I don't know," Luigi said. He clutched Bowser's fingers. "If I try to pick a date, then I don't know if I'll be ready by then and the extra anxiety over whether or not I'll be ready by then will probably just make it take longer. And I don't think you'll do very well with a specific date to get your hopes up for."

Bowser grumbled unhappily, but didn't disagree. Luigi rubbed Bowser's claw with his thumb and was relieved when Bowser gave him a gentle squeeze in return.

"I can promise that when I'm ready, you'll be the second person to know," Luigi said.

"After Mario?" Bowser said, disgruntled.

"After me," said Luigi.

Bowser laughed sleepily.

#bowuigi #days #fanfic #ask #this got long #would've loved to work in Luigi making a comparison between his certainty that no one likes him with Bowser's certainty that everyone leave #but i couldn't figure out where to fit it in #(first draft problems)#(who knows that it would even make sense here)

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slasherfckr · 1 year

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hey!! :)) just stopping by to drop a head-canon request! what if thomas hewitt had no choice but to skip town? like if the movie ended differently and he had to leave his rural home. maybe reader finds him injured along the side of the road and decides to help him out or reader assumes he’s trying to hitchhike and gives him a ride? this ride ends up with him staying at readers home because he has nowhere else to go? basically what if thomas had to live in a more modern setting with the reader. thank you sm for your time hun! ~🤩

Ohhh I like this idea 😍😍😍 Okay so I'm gonna go off the TCM: The Beginning's ending (The prequel sequel for the 2003 remake) just cause it'll be easier for me to write this out. It'll be more of a "what if..." Scenario as well

Also I apologize for splitting it into multiple parts. Can't express all my ideas on this topic in just one post

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Thomas Hewitt x afab!Reader - Modern Living (pt 1)

⚠️Warnings⚠️ Mentions of death (obviously)

*Okay so....Only way I can see Thomas ever leaving his home is if his family died during the events of TCM: The Beginning.

*Like, instead of just shooting Monty's leg, the Biker goes straight for the kill and get him right in the chest or something. He doesn't hesitate to do the same with Luda Mae when she comes into the room

*Hoyt sneaks up on him and holds him while calling for Tommy to come do his thing. Biker's death is still relatively the same. He gets cut in two with the saw

*Now when Dean escapes with the Final Girl (sorry forgot her name), but stops to beat the hell out of Hoyt, he doesn't stop when his knocks his teeth out. No he keeps going until you couldn't even recognize Hoyt anymore.

*Dean's death is also the same. Gets gutted by Tommy with the saw from behind. Rest of the ending plays out the same honestly, until when Tommy pops out of the back of the car to kill the final girl and the car crash happens

*He gets out of the car but instead of walking away back to the house, he drops to his knees and let's out a painstaking wail as reality hits him. His whole family was dead. He had nothing. He had nobody.

*He kinda just stays there on his knees until a car comes driving up.

*Its you, on your way home to Dallas

*You ran a bakery in Dallas and had to make an emergency delivery pretty far out. Only reason you did this was because it was a close family friend who needed a wedding cake on short notice

*You immediately stopped your car as you came up to the scene of the crash, where Tommy was still in the middle of the road

*"Holy Shit, are you okay?!" You call out to him. You kept a spare medkit in your vehicle because your nephews always managed to somehow get papercuts when you watched them for your sibling

*You go and kneel down beside him and try to reach out and apply disinfectant to the cut on his forehead but he grabs your hand roughly. Felt like he was about to snap it like a twig

*"Ah! Stop it! I'm just trying to help you..." You winced in pain but managed to look at him right in the eyes. You just noticed he wore a leather mask that covered half his face. You wondered why he wore that but quickly shook off the thought so you could focus on helping the man.

*You two looked at each other for what felt like an eternity before he slightly released his grip on you. Just barely though, as he wanted you to know that if you tried anything, he could and would snap you

*So you went ahead and gently applied the disinfectant while trying to make small talk

*"So...why are you out here? What are you doing here?" You got no answer in response. The mysterious man just kept on watching you carefully

*"If...you don't have anywhere to go, I can let you come with me. I live over in Dallas so it might be a while before we get back. Doesn't seem right to me if I just left you out here on the road alone..."

*After you finished, you applied a small bandage and got up

*"So...if you wanna come, you can. If not, well...I hope you stay safe."

*You smiled at the man and got back to your car. You sighed and put up the medkit before starting the vehicle up. The man was still in the road, just watching you. Guess he wasn't coming after all

*You looked back to see if it was safe to reverse your car but then a door slam scared the hell out of you

*"OH MY GOD!" You quite literally felt your heart skip a few beats as you turned your head to the mysterious man, who was now in your passenger seat

*"At least say something first...You scared the living hell out of me."

. . .

*You got him back to your home in Dallas. As soon as you got back, you let him take a shower while you tried looking for clothes he could wear.

*You eventually found some clothes that belonged to your ex that he never came back for. You closed your eyes as you opened the door a little and slid the clothes in, quickly closing the door after.

*While he took what seemed a like a much needed shower, as he was in there for a good couple of hours, you started on dinner despite arriving at home around 2 in the morning

*You decided to make spaghetti. It was quick and easy to make. You had finished dinner and had plates for the both of you made when the man finally emerged from the bathroom. The clothes barely fit him. You reminded yourself to take him clothes shopping after you both rest

*You led him to the table and had him sit down. You brought over the plates of spaghetti and put his plate down in front of him before going to your seat with your plate

*"Sorry if it's not to your liking. I can't cook very well. I'm more of a baker than a chef." You laughed before digging into your food

*The man just looked at you before slowly picking up his fork. He poked the pasta a couple times. Was this his first time having spaghetti?

*The man seemed extremely hesitant but eventually he took off his mask. His face was covered in sores and scars. Despite that, he was really attractive.

*Soon he took a fork full of pasta to his mouth and almost immediately his eyes lit up. He started eating as though he hasn't had a decent meal in forver

*"Do you really like my cooking that much? Guess my family was wrong. I can cook something decent." You laughed and took another bite of your food.

*The man had cleaned his plate before you could even finish half of yours

*"You're really hungry. Just how long were you out there? Would you like some more?" He gave you a nod in response

*As you got up to get him more, you eyed the parmesan cheese you forgot about on the counter

*"Oh my god if you love plain spaghetti, you should try some with some parmesan on it. Absolutely delicious."

*You brought him his plate along with the cheese. He looked at the cheese then at you before grabbing it and adding some to his pasta.

*You didn't think the man could look anymore happy than he did when he ate the spaghetti with parmesan on it

*Seeing him so happy made you happy as well. Suddenly you realized you didn't even know the man's name. How could you invite someone to you place to stay without asking their name????

*"I forgot to ask earlier. What's your name?"

*He paused before signing something to you

"Thomas Brown Hewitt"

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Ahhh sorry it was so long! I'll try to get to the next part ASAP as soon as I catch up on my other asks 😖 Thank you for reading!!!!!

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supercap2319 · 2 years

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The Prince & The Fairy Chapter 2 - Season 2

Pairing: Sky x Male Reader

Y/N put back on his shirt as he answered the door. He sniffled and tried to act natural. He opened the door to see Beatrix on the other end. She examines Y/N and smirks. “Messy hair, short breath, empty suite. Looks like clumsy vanilla sеx is on the menu this afternoon. Unless, snore, you're waiting for marriage?”

“Well, vanilla wasn’t on the menu. It’s more of a cherry popped kind of ice cream,” Y/N said. “What does Rosalind want? I assume she sent her little helper 'cause she wants something.”

“I am not Rosalind's little helper,” Beatrix said.

“Right… and I didn’t have sex with Sky at my parent’s house. So, you’re telling me she doesn't want to see me?”

“She has a message about Silva.”

Later on, Y/N is sitting with the other Winx as Stella comes down and sits down by them. “They're sending him to the Omega Dimension.”

“Hm. So Beatrix wasn’t lying,” Y/N noted.

“The frozen dimension? It’s a death sentence,” Musa said.

“First Dowling, now Silva. She could do it to my dad at any time,” Terra said.

“Sam says he's putting on a good face for Rosalind. He's not happy about it…” Musa said.

“Isn't what he did self-defense? I mean, Erendor would've killed him if he didn't fight back. Who's his lawyer?” Bloom asks.

“What do you think a courtroom drama played out? Bloom, this isn't the First World. There was a tribunal, followed by a decree from the Queen,” Stella asked.

“But if your mum made the decree, can she not unmake it?”

“Even if we were speaking, she's not in the habit of changing her mind. It's happening tomorrow. Erendor is leading the transfer.”

“Shit!” Y/N groans. “We have to do something.”

“Well, historically, letter-writing campaigns have proved very effective,” Terra said. “But they do take time.”

“I'm not so much thinking in the letter-writing campaign realm. I'm... I'm thinking about something active,” Y/N says as the girls look at him uneasily, minus Bloom.

“Felony-wise, going against Solaria is a pretty big step up from anything we got into last term,” Musa said.

“Going against Solaria is not something you get into. Even if we thought we wanted to, the Solarian Guard is brutal,” Stella said. “And they’re focused and they’re–”

“–And it’s Silva,” Y/N reminded them. “He is our only other link to Dowling. To how things used to be.”

“If we let them banish him, how long's it gonna be before they find a reason to do the same with my dad?”

“Just to be clear, we're talking, like, full jailbreak, right?” Musa says.

“Okay, obviously, we can't tell Aisha, because she will try to stop us,” Stella says.

“Yeah. Bloom already told me.” Aisha walked to them as she sat down as well.

“If there's one thing I learned last term, it's listen to Aisha, 'cause she's... she's usually right,” Bloom said.

“And for the record, I was against releasing Rosalind because it was a dumb idea. This, well, it's still a dumb idea, but at least if I plan it, it'll work.” Aisha looks at Stella. “So, care to put your magic where your mouth is?”

…..

Erendor and the other specialists are looking at a map of how they are going to lead the transfer of Saul Silva to the Omega Dimension. He points out the different places they’ll go. Sky and Riven are watching him as he talks. “It's a simple escort mission. Pick up the prisoner in Solaria, bring him to Long Shore, where he'll board a ship for Omega. The Solarian troops will do the heavy lifting,” Erendor says. Unbeknownst to the Specialists, Stella is watching them as she turns invisible. It's raining lightly outside. “We're just back up.”

Erendor looks at Sky, who is looking down at the map, an obvious frown on his face. Erendor turns and sits on the hood of the car as he turns his head towards Sky. “Will this be a problem for you? Seeing the man who raised you in chains. Watching him get shipped off to exile?”

Sky looks at him and shrugs his shoulders. “I'll manage.”

Erendor gives Sky a hard look. “Unconvincing. Next time.” Sky’s not going. His feelings for Silva will compromise their mission.

Sky frowns and gives him an incredulous look. “What? Are you serious?” Erendor doesn't give a hint that he’s not serious or joking. The young Prince scoffs and walks away. Beatrix smiles. “Dropping blondie makes sense, but I'm actually useful.”

Meanwhile, Aisha and Y/N are walking down the corridor on the second floor as they glance at the route Stella sent over. Ahead of them, they hear Musa talking to none other than Grey. “Yeah, I know. Exactly.” Grey smiles as Aisha tries to walk away from them, as Musa gets a view of them. “Aisha. Y/N.” The Water Fairy smiles tightly as she looks at them. Grey’s smile widens as he sees Aisha. “Hawk Girl.”

“Hm.”

“That reminds me, are you heading to the river tonight? Or is it free?”

“Go for it.”

“You know you're always welcome to join me if you want another show,” Grey said. “I'm gonna auditioning these new Speedos tonight. Makes my eyes pop. You too Y/N. It's quite the show.” He walks by and smiles flirty.

“I'm sure that they do,” Y/N calls behind him, as Grey laughs.

Aisha makes a face as she sighs and walks up to Musa as the Mind Fairy gives her a look. “Um, how do you guys know him?” Aisha looks from Y/N to Musa. “He's mine Sam’s, Sky’s, and Riven’s new roommate,” Y/N tells her.

“How do you know him?” Musa asks.

“I don't. He's just annoying,” Aisha says.

Musa’s eyes flash as there is a tingling sound. “Mm. I do feel annoyance. I also feel something like a tingle.” Aisha ignores her. “Stella just sent pictures of the route.”

“Maybe tingle's not the right word.”

“We should go figure out a plan.”

“I bet it's a warm, or fuzzy…” Y/N starts.

“I'll drown both of you,” Aisha warns as Y/N and Musa laugh. They all head to the Winx suite as Aisha tells them her plan of action. “The closest the caravan will get to the school is 10 km or so. Erendor’s route has him crossing the river here, but according to Terra, that bridge got burned out weeks ago.”

“The third years had a party, drunk Fire Fairy. Sam says it’s a mess, but nobody wants to tell the grown-ups,” Terra says.

“Which means that we’ll have to divert to this side road, which has more cover anyway. That's where we need to stop the caravan.”

“I can explode it,” Bloom says.

“I can ice the road,” Y/N adds.

Aisha gives the twins a look. “Yes, or I could flood the engine?”

Y/N and Bloom shrug their shoulders. “Yeah, smarter. And quieter.”

Aisha looks at Musa. “Musa'll let us know if anybody's suspicious.”

“Human mood ring reporting for duty.” Musa points to herself.

“And then it’s the Stella show. She goes invisible, grabs the key and breaks him out. Can you manage?” They look at Stella, who smirks. “Of course. I just hope I don't hurt my back from carrying basically the entire plan.” They all snicker at that. Terra gives Aisha an excited look. Like a puppy dog getting to go out for a walk.

“Yes, Terra?”

“I just think we should take a moment to appreciate this. All of us working together, despite what Rosalind's up to. The Winx suite, a team,” Terra says. “Even Stella, who'll deny she's enjoying being part of the group, enjoying being part of the group. I just want us all to remember that, no matter how bad things get out there, in here, things are good.”

“And they always will be, Ter,” Bloom said.

“I’ve always seen us more of a Winx club than a Winx suite,” Y/N tells them. They all look at him for a moment before laughing.

Sky sat at his desk in his shared bedroom with Y/N as he gazed absentmindedly out of the window. He was nursing a glass of whiskey in his hands as he took a sip. The burning sensation numbed the pain he was feeling for a split second before coming right back again.

The young Prince thought back to his conversation with his father early this morning. The truth about his apparent death. The truth about his sword. All of it. He walked to the small green couch where a sword in its sheath was leaning against. Sky grabbed the sword and removed it from its sheath as he examined the weapon. It was a silver sword with a black grip and a blue gemstone in the center of the pommel. Sky thought back to the conversation he had with Erendor about it.

Sky walked up to the older man as he crossed his arms. “I know you've been busy. But I wanted to know if we could talk.”

“Okay. All right. Let's deal with this now,” Erendor said. “Sixteen years ago, Rosalind ordered me into hiding. Everyone thought the King of Eraklyon was dead. That was useful to her. I couldn't reach out to anyone in my old life. Including my son.” Sky puts the sword back in its sheath. “It wasn't personal, Sky. It was an order.” Sky said nothing as he held up the sword. “Saul gave me this when I was little. He said it was yours. A king’s royal weapon. Thought you might want it back.” Erendor removed the sword as he balanced it in his hands and glanced down at it. He frowned, like the very thing offended him. “Well, I don't know whose unbalanced piece of shit this is..." He slams the sword into the ground. “But it's not mine.” He walks away from his son. Sky just stares at the sword on the ground.

Sky is pulled out of his thoughts as he puts the sword down as he takes another swig of whiskey. The door opens as Y/N walks in and sees his blonde Adonis boyfriend drinking. “Are… Are you drinking in the middle of the day, Blue eyes?”

Sky smiles as Y/N puts a hand on his shoulder. “Well, it’s five o’clock somewhere, right?” He says. “Wanna join? Riven, Sam, and Grey are out for the day, so the place is all ours.” He brushes his fingers underneath Y/N’s shirt as he groans just a bit. “Sky….”

“Yeah, Baby boy?” Sky teases.

Y/N begrudgingly stops Sky’s fingers from traveling any further. “I can't. I mean, I want to, but… I have to have a clear head. I have a... big afternoon.”

“Big afternoon?” Y/N looks down and then glances back up at Sky as it dawns on the Prince about what Y/N’s plans are for this afternoon. “Silva…” Sky trails off. Y/N tries to explain, but Sky interrupts him. “Actually, don't tell me.”

“Sky…”

“I... I know you well enough now to know that I can't stop you from doing what you wanna do.”

It’s silent between the two of them. “If Silva gets sent to exile, he's not coming back. Ever. He's a part of this school. We need him,” Y/N says.

“Is that really why you're doing this?” Sky looks at him. His blue eyes are shining with emotions.

“You need him, Sky,” Y/N said. “We all do.”

“It's an avalanche of shit, Y/N. If you succeed or fail, an avalanche. And he's not worth it.” Sky takes another swing. “That’s not true, and you know it.”

“Really? Then tell me what is, because lately I’ve had trouble with people telling me the truth,” Sky said. It was a low blow against Silva. For his lies and deceptions. Sky was hurting, and he had a right to be mad, but this wasn’t who he was.

“Sky… Blue Eyes… I get that Silva hurt you. He lied to you all your life about your father. He lied about his death. His intentions as King and he–”

“–And he lied about this…” He got up and showed Y/N the sword. He unsheathed the sword and handed it to Y/N. “I asked Erendor about this, and he didn't even recognize it because it's not even his sword. Silva told me when I was 6 that this was my father's sword. The one he used in battles and led armies with. It was all a fucking lie!” Sky cast the sword aside and sat down as he wept bitter tears.

Y/N’s heart broke seeing Sky so broken and defeated. He wraps his arms around him and puts his face in his hair as the young man cries, his body shaking with sobs. “Sky? Do you remember what I told you last term? About not having to be strong all the time?” Sky stopped crying as he looked at Y/N. His eyes were shiny from the salty tears. “Yeah, you said I didn’t have to be strong all the time. That I could let my walls down around you and that you wouldn’t let me crumble.”

“And I meant that,” Y/N said. “Blue Eyes, everything Silva did. He did for you so that you wouldn’t have to grow up hating your father for leaving you because of Rosalind. He wanted you to grow up to be the great King of Eraklyon that he knows you’re capable of being. Give him a second chance, please? Or at least consider it?”

Sky stared at Y/N for a long time before he sighed. “I’ll think about it.”

….

Y/N sulked as he got in the passenger seat of Ben Harvey’s car as Bloom got in the driver’s seat and Terra, Musa, and Aisha in the back. They were scrambling to get settled before leaving to intercept Silva before he’s gone forever. “Y/N? Can you move your seat forward, please?” Aisha asked.

“Yeah, hold on.”

“Your legs aren't that long,” Musa says. Aisha unwraps a granola bar. “No, can you not eat in here? My dad’s really funny about it,” Terra tells her.

“I’ll be careful, promise.”

“Music. We need music.”

“No. We need Stella,” Bloom says.

Aisha’s phone chimes. “Oh, that’s probably her.” She unlocks her phone as she sees it’s not a message from Stella, but from Grey!

Still waiting on that swim schedule. Anytime you want to send it to me. Grey.

“Grey?” Aisha frowns. “How did he…” She looks at Musa who points to Y/N. “Wait, did you give Grey my number, Y/N?” At the mention of that, Y/N sinks further into his seat. He smiles sheepishly. “Okay, don’t be mad at me.”

“Grey who?” Terra asks.

“Who's Grey?” Bloom asks.

“The Specialist that has a massive hard on for, Aisha,” Y/N said.

Aisha made a face. “Ugh… that’s disgusting!”

“Umm… Terra and I would like to weigh in if we had details,” Bloom smiles.

“Don’t we have enough going on?” Aisha says. “Now, I have to deal with this?”

“Yeah, with a guy you like texting?” Musa says.

“You like him?!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“Never bet against a Mind Fairy,” Terra says.

“He asked me for your number. I said yes, but only after he promised his intentions with you were strictly professional,” Y/N said.

“Wait. This is the new roommate Sam was telling me about?” Terra asked. “Grey the Specialist?”

“With the abs and speedos.” Y/N smiled.

“Abs? Speedos?” Bloom chuckles.

Aisha looks like she wants to die as she sits back in her seat.

Stella is walking down the corridor as she gets texts from everyone on where she is. Before she can respond. Rosalind steps in front of her. “My office. Now.” Stella just gives her a look as she follows her to her office. Rosalind grabs a list as she reads it to the Fairy of the Shining Sun. “Thursday the 2nd, 10 a.m. Monday the 6th, 3:37 p.m. Courtyard. Wednesday the 8th, 7a.m. Canteen. Motor court on the 10th. The East Wing yesterday. The list goes on.” Rosalind said.

She walks in front and turns to Stella. “I was wondering what part of "invisibility magic is off-limits" was confusing to you?”

Stella sighed. “Can we just get to the part where you say you've called my mum, and she's on her way to punish me?”

“She's not.”

Stella scoffs. “Of course she’s not.”

“She's tired of rewarding bad behavior with attention. You used invisibility magic to run away last year, which is why she forbade it this year. She told me if you didn't listen…” She moves to her desk and pulls out a small box as Stella’s phone is ringing on silent. Rosalind opens it to reveal a magenta stone with spikes on the bottom. Stella takes an exhaled breath, sharply. “What's that?” Rosalind walks closer to her. “Take your jacket off.”

Stella scoffs in disbelief. “You’re joking?”

“I’d rather not do it for you,” Rosalind warns.

Stella takes off her pink jacket, begrudgingly as she stands there in a yellow top. Rosalind walks behind her as Stella looks at her. "This will prevent you from using that particular power. It will also keep you on school grounds.” The gem opens up like a bug as she puts on Stella’s back and sinks its tendrils inside the Princess’s skin as she screams loudly. The gem sits down fully as Stella tries to claw it out.

Meanwhile, back at the car, Bloom fastens her seat belt. “We have to go now.”

“We can’t without Stella. She is the plan,” Aisha protests.

“Something’s not right, but luckily I have a backup plan,” Y/N said.

“What backup plan?” Aisha asks.

Just then. The trunk of the car opened up as Sam got inside and smirked at everyone. “Sup?”

“Sam?” Musa questioned.

“What are you doing here?” Terra asked her brother.

Y/N smiles. “Ladies… say hello to Plan B. Or in this case, Plan S.”

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marshmallowprotection · 10 months

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I'm curious what your thoughts are on this. In Saeran's after-ending, Saeran doesn't fall asleep when V gasses the RFA because he's developed a tolerance to the herbs Rika used due to his overexposure to the elixir during his time in Mint Eye.

However, MC also awakens pretty quickly. Obviously, we're going on an assumption of realism here using the canon to theorycraft, but it's rather unlikely that holding their breath alone could have allowed them to wake up as quickly as they did.

Saeran mentions in the subsequent chatroom that the doctors were surprised that MC woke up as fast as they did. V is equally astonished because he was sure he checked the saturation levels, and Rika says the gas is supposed to have put the RFA to sleep for 2 days at a minimum. (Zen also wakes up within this time frame, but it can be explained due to his monstrous healing).

Aside from the obvious answer here (re: the Power of Love™), I started thinking about the possibility that maybe MC was exposed to very, very minimal doses of the elixir while at Mint Eye, unbeknownst to Ray or Saeran, and that, combined with holding their breath allowed them to wake up sooner than the rest.

In Saeran's diary, he alludes that the food they were giving him at the start before he was taken to the basement was laced with more and more of the elixir to get him used to it and make him easier to coerce (he doesn't even notice around day 4, but by day 11, it's starting to make him feel sick). We know Ray only cooks some meals for MC since he's so busy. Is it possible that the meals Ray didn't prepare had minimal amounts of elixir in them, doing to MC what they had done to Saeran before?

And... with that in mind... could Saeran withholding food prepared by the believers have been his horribly misguided attempt to stop that from even potentially happening, whether it was the case or not? He brags about telling the believers not to feed MC, but in the same chatroom, he mocks that he would feed them himself if he found something nasty. The key here is him deciding when to feed them and what to feed them, not the other believers.

Just... I'm not crazy to think this is a similar sentiment right? Even the wording is similar.

Saeran's incoming call on Day 9 (Who will you go with?) also hints MC might have been exposed to the elixir without his knowledge if they talk to him like a believer.

I'm just trying to make narrative sense of the MC-wakes-up-even-though-they-aren't-supposed-to deuce ex machina in the after ending lmao, and I feel like this makes the most reasonable sense with the established narrative canon + gives Saeran a probable cause for having withheld food prepared by anyone other than himself??

Anyways, I'm so sorry, this is so much longer than I intended hahaha. I'm very interested in your perspective or headcanons on this, as I'm trying to make sense of this in my head.

So, the boring answer I can give you right off the bat is that it's a deus ex machina. It isn't supposed to be more complicated than that. It is just for the sake of convenience you are able to survive this situation, unlike the RFA.

We do not have the tolerance that he has and we shouldn't have it at all because he refused to let us so much as drink it. That is the boring answer but it is the answer from Cheritz's standpoint. There are a lot of little things like that in the game you aren't supposed to think that hard about but for those of us that love to make things feel more realistic, it's hard to not think about it.

The key problem I have with your speculation is the fact that Ray says outright from the very beginning when he decides that he doesn't want to give you the elixir, that he doesn't want you to be in pain. If you trust him, that means that you don't need to take the elixir. It'll be a little secret between the two of you and you can't tell anybody. He is fighting for his life out here trying to protect you from it.

That's why he goes so far as to make you a fake elixir in the first place. He is doing everything he can to make sure that you never have to taste it. Ray knows that it is going to destroy you in more ways than one and anything he can do to avoid that is something he will do in the confines of his route. He wants to avoid it. He fights to make sure it doesn't happen.

He is having full-on night terrors about you being in pain.

He took it upon himself to make sure that you were eating food he made. Even if that took time out of his busy schedule, he knew he had to do it otherwise it would not end well for you. He might be a paranoid character but so is his brother, and they have a reason to be paranoid because of the way people use power and control around them. I don't think he would have allowed anybody to make your food for you.

Even if there is a subtle implication that there were instances when he wasn't able to make food for you, I feel like he would have made a point to try to inspect it if possible. It would have been more work on his part, but you are worth that extra work. Even if he couldn't see you for a lot longer, he's not going to let anybody put that in you if he can help it.

This theory could be further substantiated by Suit Saeran's choices. Of course, the key factor why he denied you the food was because he was projecting his trauma onto you, but I have never seen somebody point out his actions and make this connection before so I must give you credit for that.

A huge part of Suit Saeran's actions near the end of the route does become something where he's trying to protect you from everything that he and Ray have suffered before and after you met them, so it wouldn't be a stretch to my imagination in the slightest if that had something to do with this.

But do I think that you have been subjected to any amount of elixir? I don't think so. I really don't think so. Even if you did, the amount of it you would've had to have taken would need to take way longer to do a job like that than a week or two. You would need to have been in the cult for months dealing with trace amounts of elixir to even get close to what tolerance Saeran Choi has.

I don't think it could have slipped through the cracks past Saeran or Ray more than once if it did happen. Plus the taste is so palpable no matter how small the amount, you would notice it if somebody put it in the food. Baby Saeran noticed the taste almost immediately and it made him recoil from the food for days until hunger set in. That's the part that's mentioned in his diary.

The only thing you do that the others don't do is hold your breath for a few seconds.

That probably helped a little bit but it shouldn't have helped to the point that you wake up a few hours later. There is a chance maybe the MC has natural tolerance to some of the chemicals in the elixir but even that seems like a stretch to me. I really don't have a logical answer.

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In 'Wolf in Sheep's Clothing', when Ben takes the sceptre and becomes the king of mean, how does he act around Hyacinth?

I'm assuming your referring to a crossover AU me and my friend, @disneyfan50 , have between Wolf In Sheep's Clothing and disneyfan's Good To Be Bad: A Descendants Twisted Tale? Because while I won't say that isn't off the table for sequel ideas, that is not an event that happens in Wolf In Sheep's Clothing.

But it does happen in AU, as said above (though its not written...its kinda among our AUs that we discuss but it really up in the air if it'll ever get written as we have a-lot of AUs), and to answer your question: In some sense, Hyacinth is a-part of AU Ben's motivations when taking the scepter, since both of them suffer under Mal and therefore, when Ben becomes King of Mean, he believes he has the power he needs now to protect her from Mal... ...Which came in use pretty fast as King of Mean found Mal trying to spell a sleeping Hyacinth, aka to erase Hyacinth's memories off walking in on her parents arguing (and technically cause of Hyacinth walking in, Hyacinth ended up stopping Mal from being able to erase Ben's memories in that moment), which in turn led to a fight between Mal and King of Mean that did not end in Mal's favor.

And this is a common thing throughout the AU: Both sides of King of mean- Ben and the unnamed-then!Jamie- wanting to protect Hyacinth (Ben because its his daughter and unnamed-then!Jamie cause he sees Hyacinth as something to be protected and perhaps brought to his side), as the knights scene only happens cause for now, it was decided to leave her in the palace until King of Mean decided on a time to bring her into the plans/onto his side, but he enchanted the knights to protect her if any intruder entered the palace, which in turn leads to Night Falls style scene when Lia and others arrive to the palace and much to King of Mean's dismay, Hyacinth joins the group in going after this King of Mean. And...we haven't exactly got a-lot of the AU figured out yet- like I said, its an AU we not sure if it'll ever get written- but when it comes to the scenes in for Forbiddon Fortress, Hyacinth ends up alone with King of Mean and unlike with Lia and the others, he does try to act like her father still but it becomes a conflict when Hyacinth obviously disagrees with using the scepter and pleads with him to stop using it, and despite the Ben side not wanting to, the unnamed-then!Jamie side, in control then, tricks Hyacinth to grab the scepter, thinking she'll understand then why they need this power, and for a brief moment, another side of Hyacinth who we dubbed 'Princess of Good and Evil', exists, and the unnamed-then!Jamie side is happy, thinking he has a daughter as well then, since Hyacinth is technically more of Ben's side really. But Lia returns, having noticed Hyacinth missing from the group when King of mean had kicked them out, and manages to separate Hyacinth from the scepter, seemingly killing Princess of Good And Evil.

And while unrelated to King of Mean as Ben is back to Ben with now-named!Jamie in his head, while Ben is obviously happy he and Hyacinth can be a family without Mal, Jamie does hate Hyacinth briefly, since he did lose his daughter and blames Hyacinth a little for it, let alone sees Hyacinth as Mal's daughter. And while it did lead to sadly Hyacinth running away after over-hearing her dad seemingly hate her (she ran into Ayesha thankfully so she ended up with the Hawkins) and Lia and Audrey did try to help get Jamie stop acting like this, Jamie only stopped when seeing through Ben's memories and seeing he was wrong and seeing the pain he was causing Ben and Hyacinth and the two do begin to get along, but uhhh, let's just say that the other side of Hyacinth that had appeared briefly near the scepter isn't as gone as they think, as Hyacinth's eyes soon begin turning green like Jamie's...

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emerald-dragonflame · 2 months

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Really dumb thing I've been thinking about is what classes and races the MHI Crew would play in DnD/Pathfinder.

Earl wouldn't because the only board game he'd be interested in is Monopoly, cause that's when money made sense (I genuinely think he finds video games and TTRPGs silly)

Tanya wouldn't cause she would try to use real elf magic in the game and would get frustrated when Tripp, the DM, says she can't do that.

And Edward wouldn't simply due to the fact that there's way too much talking and numbers involved.

Tripp is obviously the DM, playing either Pathfinder or a more homebrewed version of DnD

Owen would play after Tripp tells him it'll be fun (even though he says that it's a nerd game. As if he isn't a giant fucking nerd himself. My mans, your an accountant, this is a numbers game, and you don't even have to factor in taxes, it was, like, made for you), so he decides to play something he thinks is funny: A Dragonborn rouge who is way too good at sneaking around. He's not edgy, and doesn't have a tragic backstory or anything like that, he's just a shit stirrer. Only later realizing "Oh... crap this is actually kinda fun", turning his character into the best part of the campaign.

Julie would play a gunslinger Halfling, mostly cause I think she would play something she knows (and Tripp would definitely change some gunslinger rules to make them more realistic), and I think she really likes the trope "cute, but deadly". She'd 100% play the sweetheart of the group, and play the character closest to her personality.

And while Owen and Julie try not to have their characters fall in love, it kinda happens on accident cause the two idiot lovebirds won't stop jokingly flirting with each other, and whoops, how did they end up in the same bed?

Holly would play a male Goliath barbarian, and would be the only person playing someone of the opposite sex. She doesn't care about the roleplaying or anything like that. Her characters entire personality is: A'm only 'ere t' crack skulls, an' fuck bitches... and a'm all outta bitches t' fuck". Girl doesn't care at all about the kingdom they need to save, she just wanna roll dice and swing her axe around.

"I would like to rage" is her favorite thing to say.

This is all mostly headcanon that I have no proof for other than "yeah, that feels about right", but it's fun and i think fit's their personalities... I... might have to draw these characters now, lol

#emerald blathers #monster hunter international #mhi #owen pitt #julie shackleford #tripp jones #holly newcastle #earl harbinger #elf princess tanya #edward the orc #headcanon #dnd #dungeons and dragons #pathfinder

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return-of-a-space-cowboy · 2 years

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Cold as ice pt4

The next morning Bruno's memory had become hazy, he could not remember his family, his home and even you properly. Like a thick cloud obscuring all the important features and detail.

He sat on the side of his bed desperately trying to remember anything clearly but he couldn't, causing him to cry.

The old lady heard him and rushed to his door before opening it.

"Are you alright?" She asked with false concern.

"I… I can't remember anything properly, it's like everything has become a distant memory" he explained as he held his head in his hand.

"I'm trying so hard to… but it only makes it harder" he sobbed, he knew there was something important and urgent but he just couldn't figure it out.

"That's horrible… perhaps you need to relax and take your mind of it and it'll come to" she explained.

"Perhaps a cup of tea will clear your head?"

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Last night you had dreamt of a man with short ebony locks, you had forgotten almost everything else about the dream except him. Perhaps you had known him previously.

You decided to ask Ghiaccio about it, surely from his travels he'd have seen or heard of the man in your dreams if he was real.

"Ghiaccio, may I ask a question?" You spoke as you stood beside his icy throne.

"You may" he replied in a monotonous voice.

"Last night I saw a man in my dream, he was tall with short black hair and saphire blue eyes… I think he was a person I used to know" you explained.

"And?"

"I thought maybe you've heard or seen him?" You asked.

His face screwed up, obviously irritated.

"It's a very vague description, I've seen hundreds of people who have those features" he said.

"But you should not trust your dreams as a means to figure out who you are, dreams are merely what your mind conjures up" he continued before taking your hand. The tips of your fingers were starting to turn a purplish blue from frostbite, yet you did not feel it.

"Besides you have me, I promise I'll protect you" he said, he wanted to show his affection for you yet his voice still remained indifferent.

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Bruno spent the spring and summer helping the old lady tend to her garden. Over the months he hadn't realised how clouded his memories had become, he could barely remember his life before arriving at the cottage.

He would spend his days watering and priming the flowers with no thoughts of you. To him the cottage had become his home and the old lady was like a mother.

Only when autumn arrived did he lie eyes on a bare patch of dirt. He wondered what should have grown there. Almost like a checklist he crossed off every plant he'd seen in the garden, the only thing that was missing was a rose.

As soon as he thought of the gorgeous peachy roses all his memories came back and he realised what had happened. He felt so guilt stricken that he'd forgotten you for over half a year. He was flooded with sadness and began to cry over the patch of soil.

"I'm so sorry (Y/n), I can't believe I forgot you! You're probably dead because of my negligence…" He wailed. Soon the peachy roses emerged from the dirt and the faintest of whispers could be heard, almost like the flowers were speaking to him.

"Do not threat young man for we have seen and spoken to the dead and decayed underneath, your beloved (y/n) is not in the earth" the voices reassured him.

Bruno wiped his teary eyes with his sleeve. He was so relieved to hear that you were not dead. With no second to spare he ran as far as he could from the cottage. He was filled with the determination to find you, he promised himself that he would not return home without you.

"You have quite the stride young man, where are you heading to?" He heard a male's voice comment.

Bruno stopped and turned his head to see only a crow perched up on a tree.

"To be honest I'm not sure" Bruno replied, unsure of who was talking to him. The crow cackled in response.

"You are an unusual one, you walk like you have a plan yet you do not know where you are going?" The crow continued.

"Well I have to look everywhere if I'm going to find my love, I lost her last winter" Bruno explained. Peaking the crow's interest.

"A lady Hmm? Describe her to me, I may have seen her" the crow suggested only to be overwhelmed by the man's enthusiasm for this woman.

After some thinking he finally spoke again

"Actually I think I know exactly who you're talking about"

"Really?" Bruno asked.

"Yes, not too long ago the prince of a nearby kingdom married and his wife sounds like the woman you described" the crow told Bruno which caused his heart sink.

"Are you a hundred percent sure that she is this prince's wife?" Bruno asked.

"Most definitely, my fiancee has told me of her and she sounds like the lady you're looking for"

#yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere x reader #fairytale au

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eddies-house · 9 months

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Holy s**t... a bet? to ask her out? by who?! Jason maybe. but then she was nice to Jason when he came in as a customer. maybe just a random teammate. this was such a cliffhanger and I love it 😍 one of those 'yea I'll agree to it because I actually do really like her and it'll all end just peachy' type deals, except he's ratted out? Wait... did Steve know about the bet? Is that why he was discouraging her so much?! Or because of his own crush on Eddie?! I like Steve less and less in this as the chapters go on. Obviously all of these questions are super rhetorical, there'd be so many spoilers.

I love love the detail that went into their conversation at work, there was hardly any dialogue it seemed, but there was just so much going on. His internal battle to not be that guy anymore, her kinda desperate for him to be that guy because it's all she's known for years, him being so unpredictable and throwing her for a loop. The crying. She didn't want it but it was so important because this was what he wasn't seeing before, how it really affected her. Plus she's exhausted. My heart's just aching for her. But then she's clinging to the sweetness from years ago. Getting giddy again. Urgh, stop it, I can't.

Wayne! Absolute salt of the earth, 'I've come for (probably overpriced) coffee solely to check you're behaving with the girl you're in knots over' Wayne. What a guy. 10/10 for him not saying 'I've heard so much about you' or similar. Because he actually has heard a fair bit by the sound of it. She likes him already and I bet Eddie secretly loves this.

The previous night flashback was so interesting because not only do we see how solid Eddie and Wayne are still, but also that Steve is the one who's initiating the hookups it seems. When he says 'think that's something you need to take up with Steve' it seems like Eddie's genuinely just as flabbergasted as she is. He's like 'why me, Steve?' I'm more sure of Eddie and Steve not having big feelings towards eachother now though. Not once in Eddie's pov in this does he worry about Steve, or their arrangement. Seems like he kinda hates it actually. Eddie's whole focus is her and it's giving me such butterflies 🦋 🦋 Steve just needs to get in the bin at this point, he's been a complete snake. Robin as well for good measure.

I'm gonna stop now but just know I could have whittered on about so much more, loved this chapter as always. Can't wait to see what's next 🖤🖤

Omg omg omg I’m so giddy at your responses

I’m gonna be so fr Steve was not originally intended to be such a villain it just kinda happened?? We’ll see if he has any redemption 👀

I’m so glad their conversation came across that way cause I was really struggling to write it like typing and deleting thinking no that’s not right like this fic is so important to me and I become such a perfectionist LIKE GIRL ITS FOR FUN JUST WRITE

Wayne is such a saint and if he knew what Eddie did he’d rip him a new one (verbally) I love him 🥹

haha omg not be being like oof I really dug Steve into a hole didn’t I woops 🤷‍♀️ but again, this fic is really set on showcasing that humans are incredibly flawed and they fuck up. You could even say I dug Eddie into a hole from the very beginning as well

UGH OMG if you have anymore thoughts I’m all ears I FREAKING LOVE talking about this little world I created and all of their dynamics so feel free to dm me anytime 💜💜💜💜💜🥹

#vics mail #asks #the under-ground

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husky-twst-and-obeyme · 2 years

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anone asked: "Spoilers for season two! So since we know that MC can use magic in obey me (and doesn’t have it under control) how would anyone from twisted wonderland react to MC having an emotional breakdown and some of their magic react with them? Thank you very much and feel free to ignore this if you wish. "

-sobs as i have not seen season 2 AND my account got deleted and have to start over -

Warning: It'll hit your feels and it can be seen as Angst

Riddle

he heard a big commotion, so obviously he'll head to the scene

but once he got there , he was shocked to see you.

He was thrown off guard suddenly seeing you with magic , you were clearly suffering

but he did whatever he could to settle you down

If was rough because he wasn't the best at calming emotional people down (he would know that for sure) but he did the best he could for you

once you calmed down , he held you close , he didn't know what else to do. He just knew you needed comfort

As you quietly sob, he's gently stroking your hair "shh..it's alright. I'm here for you ..we're all here for you ."

After that he would try to have some tea with you as well as cover any injuries you may of gotten from th

"Riddle, you don't have to do this. " you stated

"and allow you to be emotionally hurt? i will not allow it."

you chuckled "Is it part of the rules ?"

Riddle paused and thought for a moment 'Yes. It is. Now Heartslabyul's rules...but mine, it is my rule to protect those i care about "

he turned in smiled "Shouldn't that be everyone else's as well? "

You felt warmth in those words and felt art ease once again

Leona

he only came because of all the noise was disturbing his sleep

but he left fear when he heard you scream

Then he bolted in the direction that he heard your voice scream

as he arrives to your area, he seems you being overwhelmed in magic

He was only stunned for a moment but only for a small bit

Leona immediately went over to you , trying to settle you down

Even when you were thrashing and struggling to move , he held you in place

Not many noticed because they were in panic but He was gently stroking your hair and purring

It did settle you but the sudden magic really drained you , so once you stopped, all you did was faint

Leona then soon carried you to your dorm with the first year gang following behind him

He didn't let anyone touch you, he just held you close to him

"l-leona..."

his ears perk up "hm..?"

"i-i'm...I'm sorry.." you quietly sobbed

He does nothing more then to sit on the couch with you and lay his head onto yours

"you have nothing to apologize for....."

He lays his head onto yours , as your face is close to his chest. All you hear is a soft purring of comfort

Azul

It was a causal day but Azul had a bad feeling

he was tapping his finger , trying to think...what is this feeling...regret..? fear...? he wasn't sure

that was until Jade burst through the door informing Azul that something happened to you

you were his beloved so of course, you come first of most things

when he saw the sight of you suffering from the sudden burst of magic and without thought, lunge towards you

Jade and FLoyd warned him to be careful but all azul could think was the pain he felt before over blotting and now the roles are reversed

he of course remembers nothing but the pain was there , you saved him and now he has to save you

with one ability he obtain, he got your magic to settle down but it didn't cause it to stop

he used this to try and calm you down, he'd hold you close while he stroked your hair in a motherly fashion

you stop but all the sudden magic and aggressive movement caused you faint

he took your to your dorm to care for you

he had the tweels look over the dorm , he stayed with you for days worrying over you

you feel bad and it made you feel worse and of course he notices

"Angel fish...please, you need to understand that you are one of the things i care for the most. You've protected me so much, it's my turn now dear "

Kalim

this one will hurt

Kalim had believed you were fine , nothing could go wrong with you

that was until jamil came running towards him

He was worried only a little, he thought Jamil just had a minor problem

"Hey jamil! what's wrong-" "it's y/n...they're in trouble."

never in his life. did he run so fast , he didn't want to believe it

as soon as he approached you, he felt nothing but despair as he saw you whaling in pain , the magic surrounding your body going haywire

His instinct made him go to you , he grabbed you and held you close , trying to settle you

It worked. but you were still hurt

Kalim took you to his dorm and he didn't even need to ask jamil to do so, jamil knew what Kalim wished for him

You were given more comfortable clothes to wear as well as easy and placement meal as well as water

Kalim was close to you , he held onto tight

"y/n...." you looked at him with concerned, you already felt bad because you didn't want him to mixed in your emotional baggage, you already felt ashamed

"Please understand y/n.. that I will always love you ...I-I'll do my best to make you happy , so please, smile. " he somewhat forced a smile but you can tell it was still genuine

all you could was just soft sob into his chest

Vil

Vil was focusing on ongoing problems at the dorm already, they weren't any trouble, they were mainly annoying

That was until a loud crash was heard

Vil's attention was caught by the noise, especially since it sounded more problematic

He and Rook who was with him rushed on over, Vil was horrified to see his Beloved thrashing on the floor which bursts of magic flowing from you

Without thinking, Vil used his pen, He caused a spell that caused sleepiness in the air. He didn't get a chance to warn those nearby, he was scared because all of his focus was on you

Rook was the only one who was able to cover himself

You fell unconscious but you twitched slightly from the magic

they were able to get you to the nurse to try and figure out what happened

All Vil could do was sit and wait until he could see you

When you were for sure fine, Vil immediately went to your side and held your hands together

As soon as you saw him, you couldn't help but start to cry. Vil confused questioned "why are you crying, it's over. "In a worried tone

"I'm...I'm sorry Im being such a burden.."

Vil just stared, no words needed to be side but he just gently pulled your close to him and held you in a gentle embrace

"You will never be a burden, not now, not ever. My sweet Potato.."

Idia

one night, the one night he's willing to leave , is to go on a date with you

He has ortho along because idia loves to see you and Ortho get along and to him feels less awkward

They were talking on their way to your dorm until they heard screaming

they unfortunately recognized that it was your voice

They both rushed over, with Ortho going on ahead

Idia's heart was pounding, he was scared , you're one of the people he cares for just as much as ortho

So when he arrived at your suffering, it sent shivers to his spine

He stood there while he just watched until it hurt his core

Then he bolts over to you and grabs onto without thinking

he holds onto tight , you held him like this when his anxiety went through the roof , so he's doing it to try to help you now

you eventually calmed down but it still hurts

Idia had Ortho tend to wounds that might of appeared from that while he held your hand and rubbed it

"-hic-...I-I'm sorry Idia...I'm sorry..." you sobbed

Idia flinched because he wasn't expecting that but he hugged you and patted your head

"I-It's fine...you did nothing wrong..I'm just happy you're still here with me.."

After that , Idia and Ortho carried you over to your dorm to take care of you better

You were sat at Idia's lap while he played one of your favorite games for you watch , he laid his head on your and just softly hums to try to keep you calm

Malleus

This is gonna hurt part 2

He was going to visit you , he loves to see you, you make day even if it's the worst of all..

So coming to see you in a fit of a magical rage seeing you in pain caused great distress

he wished to not use magic on you but had no choice

but for some reason, nothing worked. He felt fearful, of what could happen. He didn't know what to do

all he could do was grab you and hold you still

as he held you close, he quiet sobs "Child of man...my dear y/n...please .."

Your body twitches but it lessens..after a while your form had remained still.

Malleus held your face, you have fainted. No surprise, you must of used so much energy

He held you as he stood up, he wanted to take you to his dorm but your dorm was more safe in terms of comfort. So that's where he teleported

He laid you gently on the bed, which woke you up slightly. As your eyes opened, you sobbed

"!! Child of man.. what is wrong.?"

"I-I'm sorry Tsuntaro...I'm sorry for causing a mess...." you dug your face into your pillow

He sighed and petted your head "You have nothing to be sorry for my beauty. This was something you had no control over "

he then lifted and held you in his arms "i promise, i will be here when you need me the most..Even if i have to give up everything..."

Hope you enjoy!!

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dreamifics · 3 years

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Love and Monsters

Steve Harrington x Reader!Henderson

Oneshot

Y/N Henderson's life was not like any other normal teenager's life, on a very young age her only friends was her brother, Dustin and his friends.. She was not popular in highschool, but she was not a nobody neither.. Y/N was just invisible, lost in the sea of students.. She was almost through highschool though, one day her life was turned upside down, literally and figuratively.. It's been months since the 'thing' happend, but she was still shaken up.

Y/N was laying in bed, My Generation blasting from her stereo.. She was home alone, her mother was out with some friends, her brother was hanging out with 'King Steve'.. Ever since Steve helped them about Dart, she grew closer to Steve but their short lived friendship ended when Dustin left for camp and Steve worked on their family business while she was stuck preparing herself for college.. Y/N misses Steve, his unfunny jokes and oh god--his laugh..

A loud knock startled her, she shot up from her bed, memories of what happend was flashing back to her.. Despite what she tells her friend, she was not okay.. She almost died twice and that opened up trauma's and issues within herself..

Another loud knock startled her, Y/N shakes her head and just ran to the door.. Reaching their front door, her icy hands made contact with the cold steel knob..

It revealed a disheveled Dustin and Steve, she could tell that there were excitement dripping all over them.. Steve was still wearing his sailor work uniform, he looked cute to Y/N but she once threw that thought in the back of her mind..

"What's up?" She questioned the two.

Dustin just smiled and pushed pass her, while Steve was reluctant to go in.. Steve avoided Y/N for almost the whole summer because of the daunting realization that he was catching feelings for her and that scared him.. Y/N was the kind of girl that likes to watch nerdy movies, spend hours playing games with a bunch of kids and save the world two times.. However, Steve was scared, he was still stuck in the unjustified rules of highschool and popularity. . He still wanted to be 'King Steve', but he also wanted to be Y/N's..

"Nice outfit, sailor boy.." Y/N winked and laughs at Steve, he just shakes his head and went inside their house..

Steve made his way to Dustin's room with Y/N right behind him, but before reaching Dustin's room, he passed Y/N's room.. He unconsciously stopped as he looks around, observing every corner of her room.

There were posters plastered all over her walls, books were all around her room in her bed, shelves and even floors.. In the other side she had a small collection of music that made Steve smile.. Because they had the exact same taste, she is the perfect girl.

"If you want to go in, you're free to wander around my room, anytime.."

Steve turned around to face Y/N, he misses her.. How Y/N sarcastic remarks leave her sweet lips or how she rolls her eyes whenever she see something stupid.

"I might just take you up on that.."

"Hm-mm.. You didn't even talk to me when Dustin left, you broke my heart, Steviee.." She jokes, but it sounded a little bitter.

Y/N did get hurt, Steve stopped talking to her when Dustin left, it seems like Steve didn't really like her as much as she thinks he did. Y/N was bored and got stuck just studying and sometimes hanging out with the party.. It was fun but she was looking forward to hanging out with Steve.

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't want to see my old friends hanging out with someone like yo---" Steve stopped his sentence, he didn't mean that.. His mind was a mess, he said those things because he didn't want Y/N finding out his stupid feelings

"Right..Yeah, I get it.."

"Y/N that's not what I me--"

"Cause King Steve shouldn't be hanging out with people like me?Gotcha.."

Steve didn't even had the time to reply, he was met with Y/N's slamming door.. He didn't mean that.. Steve loved hanging out with Y/N, he want to give her something special.. Steve wanted something more from Y/N.. He knew exactly what and he didn't need a reason why but Steve wanted to give Y/N something more..

Y/N was hurt, she didn't know why but Steve words brought devastation to her.. She felt disappointed and upset, Y/N was expecting something special.. She didn't know what or why but she was expecting something more from Steve.

Y/N was dropping off Dustin to the mall where Steve was working, her lips were in a unsual frown.. Y/N wasn't usally like this, she was having a bad week, Steve just hurt her feelings and she was taking it much harder, it was very unsual.. The two Henderson was making their way to the Scoops Ahoy shop, Dustin was rambling about a message he picked up while contacting his girlfriend.

"Are you listening?" Her brother asked as they reach the store.

"Yepp, you should go in now.."

"Y/N, this could be a good thing!"

"I know..If you need my help, you can find me in the food court.."

"Y/N.."

"Yeah, Dus?"

"Are you okay?"

Y/N's mind went blank, she hated lying to her brother but she didn't want to worry anyone. She laughs and messed Dustin's hair.

"Of course.. Now go, you know where to find me.." With that she left..

Y/N was not okay, the last time she slept was a month ago.. Nightmares kept crawling back to her, she was growing more paranoid by the day.. She was not okay, but she couldn't tell anyone that.. Everyone else is okay, even Wil who had it more rough than her. And to top that up, she was broken hearted by Steve's rejection of their friendship.. Y/N just massaged the bridge of her nose, when will she be fine?

Dustin and Steve was in the corner of the mall with binoculars in their eyes, Steve saw Y/N.. Sitting alone in the corner, a walkman in her ears and a book in hand.. Y/N was mouthing the word as her eyes read every word on that book and Steve couldn't help but feel all giddy and guilty inside.

"You see anything?" Dustin snapped Steve back to their current task.

"Uh, I guess I don't totally know what I'm looking for.'' Steve answered honestly, Y/N distracted him again.

"Evil Russians."

"Yeah, exactly. I don't know what an evil Russian looks like."

"All blond, not smiling."

"Mm-hmm?" Steve's eyes didn't looked for any Russians, his eyes drifted to Y/N spot but she was gone.. Where did she go? He couldn't help but worry, was she talking to someone else?

"Also, look for earpieces, camo, duffel bags, that sort of thing." Dustin added.

"Right, okay, duffel bags." Steve darts his eyes away from Y/N seat but it only fell on a girl he asked out earlier.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me." Steve mutters.

"What?" Dustin questioned.

"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinsky."

"If you're not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars."

Dustin got annoyed by his distracted partner, he should have brought his sister along.. But he knew that Y/N was not okay, she seemed distant and lost in her own mind.. Always spacing out and Dustin can hear her cries from his room, it killed him to see her loving and hyper sister transform into a walking corpse.

"Aw, Jesus Christ, whatever happened to standards?"

"I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench." Steve rambled on, annoying Dustin.

"Dude, you are the worst spy in history, you know that?"

The two fought for the binoculars, but they just looked stupid.. Dustin initially gave up and gave the binoculars to Steve.

"I don't get why you're looking at girls. You have the perfect one in front of you."

"Seriously, if you say Robin again..." Steve closes his eyes waiting for Robin's name to come up but it never did.

"No, Y/N.. My sister.."

Steve's heart clenched at the mention of her name, he wants Y/N too.. What can he do? Y/N hates his ass now, he was a jerk and he didn't deserve Y/N.

"No, man, she's not my type." Steve answered while he diverts his eyes away from Dustin.

"I saw you staring at her closed door for about 5 minutes."

Steve eyes grew wide at the realization that Dustin was watching the whole time.. Dustin just shakes his head, if he was asked he'd say that her sister felt the same way..

"She's not even... in the ballpark of what my type is, all right?"

"What's your type again? Not awesome?"

"Thank you."

"Hm."

"For you information, your sister is too sarcastic, she's too nerdy for me.."

"Also, she's too...boyish.."

Beautiful, that's what he wanted to say..

"Dude, that's my sister you're talking about, and besides she's not like that.. She's nerdy but so what? Y/N's also not boyish, she's just secured with her masculinity.."

Dustin's word echoed throughout Steve's system, he already knew that.. But somehow hearing it from another person's perspective made him like you more.

"Y/N's just not my type.." He lied..

Y/N was everything he ever wanted in a girl.

"Thanks for the clarification, Harrington." A voice surprised the two.

Y/N was standing behind them, her arms crossed.. Steve's eyes widen in surprise, did she hear everything? He didn't mean that, what did he mean?

"I didn't mean t--"

"Dustin, if you told me you'll stalk people in malls, I should've brought you to a psychiatrist.." Y/N ignored Steve and just focused on her brother.. Y/N would be lying if she haven't felt more hurt by the words Steve dropped.. She had been listening since the talk about girls came up, Y/N spotted the two doing eccentric things and she decided to eavesdrop.

"No, it's called spying.." Dustin rolled his eyes at her sister remarks while Steve was still frozen..

"What's the difference?" Y/N asked, her eyes still focused on he brother..

"It's just different, okay? Were looking for the--" Dustin stopped and looks around to see if anybody was near..

"Russians?" Y/N continued in a loud tone.

"Shh!" Both Steve and her brother shushed her. Y/N was surpised, she glares at the two and moved closer to them.

"Fine, can I tag along? I'm bored and it'll be nice to be a national hero."

The two looked at each other, Steve was nervous.. Y/N obviously didn't want him around, but this could be a chance for him to apologize to Y/N.

"Sure, you can help us look for russians with dufflebags and camo." Dustin pulled her sister to his side.

"That's kinda racis--"

"No, it's not!" Dustin cuts her sister off making Y/N laugh..

"Whatever you say Dus.."

And that's how she ended up inside a theater with two kids and two drugged teenagere.. Y/N's breathing was heavy, they were captured by Russians just moments ago.. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins, she thought this town was finally normal again, but turns out she was wrong.. Very very wrong..

They needed to get out of this hellish mall, Y/N need to find out if there's still russians lurking out, looking for them.

"The two of you need to stay here and take care of them." Y/N instructs to her brother, she pointed at a floopy Steve and Robin.

"Wait--Where are you going?!" Dustin stopped her by pulling her arm.

"I'm going to see if those fuckers are still looking for us.."

"No, we'll come with you.."

"Dustin, you need to stay here and keep a low profile.."

"Y/N don't be a hero.."

"Hey, Dipshit!I'm not trying to be a hero, what I'm doing is protecting you guys because our two friends are drugged and beaten while we brought a little kid into our mess!And I will do everything to keep you all safe, even if that means I get hurt or killed!"

Dustin knew that there's no talking Y/N out of this, her sister was right.. Taking a deep breath, he just nods and hugs her sister..

"Just please, stay safe.." Dustin was in the verge of tears but Y/N held him tight in her arms.. Dustin pulled back, Y/N gave her brother a comforting smile, she rubbed his cheeks and pat his head.

"I'll be okay, I'm a Henderson for god's sake.."

Dustin laughs as tears stroll in his face, she kissed his forehead and walked away, trying not to attract attention.. Taking a deep breath she left the theater, she'll do whatever it takes to keep her brother and her friends.. Y/N's mind flew to Steve, she was pissed off but she was not sure anymore.. The way he saved them and got beat up for them, she couldn't find a reason to be mad at him, all she can think about is his childlish look and how hot he is in his sailor uniform. Y/N just shakes those thoughts away and tried to focus on her task..

Russians..

Steve and Robin were throwing up in a seperate cubicles, they were getting the drugs out of their system.. Retching and puking can be heard all through out the theater bathroom, Steve groans and flushes the toilet.

"The ceiling stopped spinning for me. Is it still spinning for you?" Robin's voice can be heard from the other cubicle.

"Holy shit. No. You think we puked it all up?" Steve rested his back to the mini wall inside the cubicle..

"Maybe. Ask me something.."

"Interrogate me." Robin said in a mocking russian accent.

"Okay. Interrogate you. Sure. Um... When was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today."

"What?"

"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw."

"Oh... All right, my turn."

"Okay. Hit me."

"Have you... ever been in love?"

"Yep. Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year." Steve imitates a gunshot.

"Are you still in love with Nancy?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I found someone else, she's a little bit better for me.It's crazy. Ever since Dustin got home, he's been saying, 'You know, you gotta find your Suzie. You gotta find your Suzie.' "

"Wait, who's Suzie?"

"It's some girl from camp, I guess his girlfriend. To be honest with you, I'm not 100% sure she's even real."

" But that's not- that's not really the point. That doesn't matter. The point is, this girl, you know, the one that I like, it's somebody that I... didn't even talk to in school. And I don't even know why."

"Maybe 'cause Tommy H. would've made fun of me or... I wouldn't be... prom king. It's stupid. I mean, Dustin's right, it's all just a bunch of bullshit anyways. Because, when I think about it, I should've been hanging out with this girl the whole time."

"First of all, she hates me now because of a stupid thing I said but when we hanged out, we were bonding and shit.. She was perfect for me, she's nerdy, hangs out with kids too much.. She likes the same things I like, her brother is my bestfriend.. Sometimes I wonder if she's real, because she's too perfect."

"Wait--You like Y/N?"

"Yeah, ever since last year.. I like her so damn much, I can't even believe that I said to her that I shouldn't be hanging out with someone like her."

"YOU SAID THAT?" Robin's voice boomed out all over the bathroom, Steve just sighs and slids out of the cubicle..

"Unfortunately, yes.."

Steve slid in to Robins cubicle, she was glaring at him.

"If you ask me, Y/N doesn't deserve someone like me.. She--She's too nice to be caught up in my miserable life.. And besides she would never like me.."

"I think you're still high.."

"No, I'm not.."

"Do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?"

"Yeah?"

"It isn't because I had a crush on you. It's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you.."

"Mrs. Click?" Robin chuckles and just shakes her head.

"Y/N Henderson, I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag. And- And you didn't even like her then and... I would go home... and just scream into my pillow."

"But Y/N's a girl.."

"Steve.."

"Oh.."

"Yeah, now listen..Don't give me the 'she doesn't deserve me' and 'she doesn't like me back' crap.. Y/N was inlove with you since highschool, now you will tell her all about your mushy mushy feelings and you'll two will get married, have kids and you'll have me to thank for. "

"But what about you?"

"Please, I moved on.."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah, with my pretty face?I could find someone in a jiffy!"

The two were laughing when Dustin and Ericka burst into the bathroom.. Annoyance and frustration written all over their face..

"Okay.What the hell?!" Dustin asked very annoyed.

"Dude, we're normal again.."

"That's not the problem now, we need to find Y/N and go with the rest of the party."

"Y/N's not with you?"

"Do you see her?" Erica asked with the normal sass in her voice. Robin rolls her eyes at Erica who just glares at her.

"Where did she go?" Steve ignored Erica's sarcastic question

"She said she'll check the perimeter, but she hasn't come back since." Dustin answered, she was worried for her sister.. In their situation, who wouldn't?

"Shit." Steve and Robin both utter at the same time.

Y/N was changed into a much more inauspicious clothes, it was just some pants and a shirt tucked into it.. She fixed her disheveled hair and wiped her sweat.. She needed to blend in, her eyes wander around the mall.. There were Russians walking around, bviously looking for someone and that someone was them.. All the exits are heavily guarded by guards, there's no way out..

Taking a deep breath she walked back to the theater, praying that her brother and friends was safely still there but before she could even reached the theater, a russian man spotted her..

"I got eyes on one of the target!" The russian said into his earpiece, making Y/N run to the higher level of the mall, her heart racing and she was starting to feel tired.

Y/N just ran until she lost the russian, her breathing was getting shorter by the second.. Y/N's leg was starting to hurt but she ignored it and looked down to see if she can spot her brother..

And there they are, getting chased by guards.. Worries pumped into her brain as they run.. She needed to help them, if not they could get killed.

"Hey stupid spies!I'm right up here, morons!" Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs as she waves her hands around..

Steve and Dustin was horrified as they hide into the counters, Y/N was risking her life for theirs..

The guards that was chasing them made eye contact and targeted Y/N but before they could do anything a car honk.. The russians looked at each other, confused and dazed.. Eleven can be seen controlling the car, she throws it at the bad men and all they could hear were groans..

Y/N felt a surge of relief, she made her way to her brother.. Dustin, Robin, Erica and Steve pop out from behind the counter, steam hissing.. Y/N saw her brother and they all rushed up to hug her..

A tight hug welcomed Y/N, but this hug wasn't just from Dustin.. It was also from Robin, Erica and Steve.. Suddenly they all look up to see the rest of the party.. The hug was cut off by Dustin running to hug Mike and Eleven.

"Lucas?" Erica saw her brother and it made Lucas confuse..

"What are you doing here?"

Y/N who was just taking in deep breaths smiled to herself.. They were safe, but she knew this was not over.. Steve stayed in Y/N side, Robin's word replayed in his mind.. This is his chance to say his undying love to Y/N.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" Y/N saw Steve besides her, she was growing tired but Y/N needed to keep thriving for everyone.. Y/N saw that Steve was hesitant, he was nervous and it made her felt nervous too.

"I--I uhh.." Steve mumbles, his tongue was backing out.. Y/N had such a powerful effect on him, to the way she says his name, and everytime Y/N calls him, his heart skips a beat.. It sounds corny, but it was true..

"What?Do you need a speak and spell?" Y/N joked, it didn't help a struggling Steve.. He started to grew more anxious, he needed to get this off his chest.. This could be the last time they all see each other alive, there's no telling what could happen to them.

Y/N was just staring at him

"I have something to confess---"

Steve was cut off by El who was in pain and grunting in the floor.. They all ran to her aid and helped her with the pain she was going through.. Steve slightly curses at himself, maybe this was not a great time for a love confession.. He needed to focus on surviving this hellish adventure.. Again

It finally ended.. Y/N was relieved, it was over.. They were safe, Y/N and Dustin were sitting in the back of an ambulance, a blanket around them as they hug each other..

"If this shit happens again, we're moving.." Y/N jokes.. Dustin chuckled, maybe they should.. However, the adventures were growing more fun and dangerous..

"Nah, we love being heroes.."

Y/N laughs as she held her brother tighter, she fixed his hair and wipe some dirt off his face.. Even if he's old now, he'll always be Y/N's baby brother.. She smiled at the memory of Suzie and Dustin singing in the middle of mayhem and chaos.

"Stooop, I'm all grown up now!" He stood up and made his way to his friends..

"Don't get too far, lover boy!" Y/N shouted causing Dustin's cheek to blush..

Y/N sighs at the sight of her brother walking away from her, this is the last time she'll save the world, she was tired of monsters.. Y/N was just enjoying the cold air of the night when someone cleared their throat.

"Hello to you Harrington.." Y/N smiled at Steve, he was just standing infront of her.. Y/N can't help but feel giddy when Steve's in his sailor outfit.. It saddens her that Steve was still stuck in his highschool mindset..

"I have something to tell you.." Steve mumbles incoherently, but Y/N understood it.. Steve was always nervous when Y/N's around, he remember the first time he saw Y/N..

Steve saw Dustin on the street asking for help, and he didn't believe at him first but he was soon convinced by how Dustin was nervous and scared.. They pulled up at the Henderson's residence, that's where he first saw--no that's not the right word..

That's where he first acknowledged Y/N..

She was sitting on the porch steps on her pajama's, there were dirt on her face and her hairs a mess.. Y/N's face lighten up when he saw Dustin getting out of the car..

"Hey Dus------What is he doing here?" Y/N's face dropped when he saw Steve also getting out of the car.

"He's our back up.." Her brother answered short and continue walking into the entrance of the basement.

"I'm back up..'' Steve said cocky at Y/N, she just scoffs and followed Dustin..

"For a guy with a black eye, you're awfully confident.."

"That's what seeing a pretty girl like you does to me.." Steve didn't know what he ate that time but he had this whole new confidence when he started talking to Y/N.. However, Y/N didn't seem impressed to his corny jokes and pick up lines, she was always scoffing and rolling her eyes..

"Yeah, you said that too when we were inside..That" Y/N's voice pulled him back to the present.. Y/N gestured at the burning mall infront of them.

"Yeah.." Steve cleared his throat, he opens his mouth, but the words won't come out he's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now, the clocks run out, times up, over, blaow .

"Are you gonna say something?" Y/N was starting to get nervous, did she do something to make Steve act strange? He was shaking, the sweat on his forehead is flowing like the Niagara Falls.. That's not attractive yet for some reason she found it hot..

"Oh--Yeah--Uhh.." He failed to say words again, why can't he just go straight to the point?

Robin who was with the rest of the party was staring at a stuttering and nervous Steve.. The rest started to notice even Jonathan and Nancy who was in each others arms..

"When is he gonna tell my sister that he likes her?" Dustin ponder as he stares at the two..

"I don't know, he's taking forever just uttering one sentence.." Lucas pitched in making the others laugh..

"I thought Steve was a suave and cool guy?" Mike jokes causing some of them to laugh, some was just quiet.. They were still having a hard time grasping all of this, especially Max..

"He's a nerd just like you guys.." Nancy answered, they all shake their heads as they watch Steve nervously fidgets..

"Alright, I finally had enough.." Robin whispers, the party turned to Robin, carefulky watching to what she had under her sleeves..

"HEY Y/N!" Robin shouts..

Y/N broke her gaze with Steve and brought it to a shouting Robin, not far from them.. Steve just froze to his place, panic started blaring out through his mind..

"WHAT STEVE'S TRYING TO SAY IS HE FREAKING LIKES YOU!" Robin shouted, and it all made them freeze.. Y/N blinked rapidly, did she hear that right? Steve l-likes her? What? When? How? Where?

Steve felt embarrased, he wanted the crawl in a hole and die.. Robin was dead to him, how could she do that? Now Y/N's gonna start to avoid him, she obviously doesn't like her back.

"I-Is that true?" Y/N finally asked the question she was dying to ask, she never really thought about Steve that way.. Fine, she's not gonna lie, there were some thoughts about Steve that kept her up at night..

"I can explain--If you don't feel the same it's totally fi----" Steve panicked and randomly said any excuses he can think off, not giving Y/N a chance to speak..

Y/N rolled her eyes at how Steve was rambling on, she smiled and stands up.. Pulling Steve sailor outfit, she kissed him..

Steve pressed his lips harder on Y/N, he wanted this kiss to happen since he first saw her.. And now it's happening, Y/N puts her arm around Steve's neck.. This was her first kiss and she was glad that it was to Steve.. They both kissed as the burning Star Court crumbles infront of them. Y/N didn't knew that you can find love and monsters in this terrifying situation..

Dustin groaned at the sight of her sister and bestfriend kissing, he wanted to vomit and scoop his eyes out.. This was not a sight for sore eyes..

"Ugh!I don't want to watch my sister exchange salivas with Harrington!" Dustin sigh under his breath

"Get used to it, you'll be seeing a lot of him.." Robin teased making Dustin die inside.

"Dammit!"

Y/N was just thinking that some people lost someone special, Eleven lost Hopper.. Max lost Billy and the rest will wake up in the morning with terrible memories haunting them everyday, they can no longer feel the assurance that they're safe in the quiet town they grew up to. They knew everything that lies withing the depths of this ground, all the horrible things that Hawkin Labs brought.. Chief Hopper and Billy Hargrove died for them, they were heroes.. And the sad part is, no one will ever know.. Those who deserves to be recognized is no longer here, the heroine act they did save the world yet the world doesn't even know about them.. But Y/N and the rest knows that the sacrifices they made won't go to waste, they'll do everything in their power to keep whatever haunts this eerie town at bay.

I found this highly nice but cringey at the same time so bear with it, I also wanted to update my series about James Potter but I just can't seem to end it ughhhhh..Anyways, I hope you guys like this one..

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alphawolfanimates · 3 years

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Omg I'm so sorry I didn't get to this sooner! Anyway, lets get this started!

I'm going to do the borrower!Dream headcanons first because the Karlnapity one will be a fic and not headcanons.

·Dream is smart when borrowing, but gets a little cocky

·His cockiness will be his downfall

·He studied the human's schedule so well, that he knew the exact minute he would head out to leave each day

·Or, at least, he thought he did

·One day he went out to borrow as usual, assuming the human was already gone, he decided not to check if his car was still there

·So that's when the human came into the kitchen, after waking up just minutes ago and sleeping through his alarm

·Let's just say, neither one of them expected to see the other

·The human, who's name is George, was panicking because 'wtf there's a tiny person in my house' and Dream was panicking because 'I THOUGHT I MEMORIZED HIS SCHEDULE BUT I GUESS I DIDN'T CAUSE HOLY CRAP I WAS JUST SEEN'

·George absentmindedly moved his hand toward Dream, and that took Dream out of the trance he had just been in and he booked it

·He didn't make it very far

·Now he was being held in the human's hands, not sure what to do because he never expected to get caught

·He started shaking, and now George finally realized how fucking terrified Dream must be

·He brought him out to the living room, set him on the coffee table, and apologized for grabbing him without his permission

·Dream was absolutely confused because he wasn't used to humans apologizing

·Soon, they both calmed down, introduced themselves to each other, and got to know each other

And that's all the borrower!Dream headcanons I have! Now let's do the Karlnapity fic :3

Quackity and Sapnap had lived together for about a month now, and they soon realized that their food was being stolen. Not a lot, just a couple crumbs at a time. So they believed it was a mouse. But it wasn't. Unbeknownst to them, a small borrower named Karl lived in their walls, taking food and resources when needed. He made little holes into the cabinets from the walls so he could go from his tunnel to the cabinets with ease. He memorized where everything was in the cabinets because they were always so dark so he couldn't really see where anything was when the doors were closed. So he wasn't exactly expecting to be caught in a mouse trap anytime soon.

He was just borrowing as normal when he decided he wanted something sweet. The humans had these things called "Oreos" that he really liked. So he climbed into the snack cabinet. The second he put his foot down, SNAP! His foot set off the mouse trap. He fell to the floor, in immense pain. He felt his blood drip down his foot. 'Ok, Karl, just breathe. It'll be ok. Just get your foot out before the human's reali-'

He didn't even get to finish the thought

"Hey Quackity, I think the mouse trap went off!" Sapnap called out. "Ok, go check it out, I don't feel like getting up." Quackity called back. "Fiiiiiine." Sapnap said. No no no no no NONONONO! Karl felt his tears fall down onto his hand. To say he was scared would be an understatement.

He saw light flow into the cabinet. Now he could clearly see what happened to his foot. It was bent in an odd way, blood still oozing out. It was definitely broken. He saw the package for Oreos move as Sapnap said "Now let's see what's been getting into our food." The Oreos were moved fully out of the way. They started at each other for a moment before Sapnap yelled "That's definitely not a mouse!" Quackity walked into the kitchen. "What do you mean it's not mous-" Quackity stood there before crouching down to get a better look at Karl.

"Holy shit. What is that?" He asked. Sapnap shrugged in response. Karl hated this. Not only was he extremely hurt, he was being stared at like an exotic animal. Sapnap reached his hand in to grab Karl, so Karl flinched in response. A sharp pain climbed up his leg. He screamed in pain, and the tears started to flow again. A wave of guilt hit Sapnap and Quackity. They didn't realize they were scaring him that bad, and that they probably should of helped Karl sooner. "I am so sorry! I need you to calm down, though. We won't be able to get you out of there when you're shaking like that." Karl didn't even know he was shaking. He managed to stop relatively quickly though.

He felt someone's fingers lightly curl around him. He was still scared, yes, but the human's hadn't done anything to intentionally harm him yet. He just let it happen. Sapnap set him down on the counter, his leg still stuck in the mouse trap. He felt his fingers tighten slightly. "Quackity, can you help me get this off him?" Quackity nodded and hurried over towards the counter. "Ok, I'm not gonna lie to you, this will hurt, but if we keep it on there it won't heal." Karl nodded to show he was listening. "We'll take it off on the count of three." "One.." Karl tensed up. "Two.." He squeezed his eyes shut. "Three!" The mouse trap was taken off his foot. Karl screamed in pain for a second time. Quackity and Sapnap winced, obviously feeling guilty for the pain he was put through.

Karl's hands shot up to his mouth as he started to cry. Sapnap ran to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, while Big Q stayed behind to make sure Karl was ok. "Hey, it's ok, calm down. Sapnap is getting the first aid kit to help your foot heal better. Breathe." Karl took long, shaky breaths while Quackity rubbed his back with his thumb. Sapnap got back with the first aid kit, took out some bandages, and cut them down to size. He lightly wrapped Karl's foot in them. Karl winced, but let him finish. Quackity was still rubbing his back to keep him calm.

After Sapnap finished wrapping his foot, he picked Karl up and brought him out to the living room, Quackity following close behind. He set Karl down on the coffee table while he and Quackity sat down on the floor next to it. They sat in silence for a little while before Quackity finally said something. "I guess we should introduce ourselves. I'm Quackity, and this is my boyfriend, Sapnap." Sapnap waved. "What's your name?" Karl hesitated before replying. "M-my name is K-karl." Quackity and Sapnap smiled softly. "It's nice to meet you, Karl." Sapnap said. Sapnap thought for a second before asking this next question, "How long have you lived here Karl?" Karl replied "About 4 and a half months, I think." Sapnap and Quackity stared in disbelief before Quackity exclaimed "You've lived here longer than we have!" Karl laughed a little and said "Yeah, and I wasn't expecting anyone to move in so soon." The three boys talked for a while after.

Sapnap sighed. "You probably won't be able to go back to borrowing anytime soon, so would you like to stay with us?" Karl looked at him, completely baffled. 'They're not forcing me? They're giving me a choice?' Karl thought for a second before smiling and saying "Yeah, I'd like that." Sapnap and Quackity grinned. "Hell yeah, new roomate!" Quackity yelled. Karl covered his ears. "Right, sorry." Quackity said apologetically. Oh god, Karl was in for a wild ride.

And that was the Karlnapity fic! I think it came out well. Anyway, hope these were acceptable for you, and sorry for not replying sooner.

#karlnapity #karl jacobs #sapnap #quackity #mcyt #mcyt g/t #tiny dream #georgenotfound #dnf #Alpha Writes #No Ideas #Karlnapity AU

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owl-house-lover · 4 years

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I've wanted to talk about the relationship between Willow & Boscha for awhile now.

Long post is long (accidentally posted it too early. My bad!)

Boscha the Bully

According to the Inner Willow, Boscha (along with the other popular girls) picked on Willow for years.

We don't find out why tho.

Compared to when Amity would insult her, Willow didn't seem to have much of a reaction to Boscha's bullying.

Which could mean Willow possibly didn't see Boscha as much of a problem until Wing It Like Witches.

Boscha's bullying only got worse when Willow (unknowingly) became more popular than her.

- Note: Boscha's fully aware of how great Willow (as well as Luz & Gus) can be. She must really want Willow to not be aware of her greatest just satisfy her own ego.

How long has this been going on? On to the next part.

Are Willow's Dads aware of this?/Willow's history with Boscha

Willow's fathers love her very much & could be quite protective of her (I headcanon that they put her in the abomination track cause she got mad & hurt herself with plant magic by accident).

How do you think they'd react to their daughter coming home crying about the mean girls that hurt her? They wouldn't be happy about it.

Don't think her dads would like Boscha very much...

On the subject of them as kids, I think the nickname "Half-a-Witch" came from Boscha (noticed how no one calls her that anymore tho?).

Now we're getting into these two as people.

Willow's only getting better

At her first appearance, Willow had no confidence, but look at her now!

She's also a lot happier with her friends and is actually well liked at school (even by Boscha's friends).

She's now even aware that she's stronger and smarter than Boscha too!

She's taking a stand for herself and others in need. Which is what I really like to see & I wanna see more of it in later seasons.

Boscha could have problems of her own

It's clear to anyone that watches this show that Boscha's not a good person.

She's egotistical, sadistic, a brat to her mother, rebellious to the point it's harmful to others, & really petty for pretty much no reason.

We know she was a mean kid (thanks to Understanding Willow), but why is this?

How she thinks she's better than others & how she thinks she needs to be feared to get her way (as will as be good at sports), I think she has both a superiority and a inferiority complex.

Now to the other people in Willow's life that clearly wanna protect her from Boscha.

The Willow Protection Squad

- Amity: Willow's childhood friend who stopped being her friend to protect from her parents. Never really liked Boscha to begin with. So she has no problems standing up for Willow against her.

- Augustus (Gus): Willow's genuine friend that cares for her so much, he's willing to stand up to kids older than him to help her out (including Boscha).

- Luz: Willow's new friend that would absolutely become a human shield for her if Willow asked (which she obviously won't do of course).

Why did I bring them into this? Because all of them wouldn't hesitate to wipe the floor with Boscha, but Willow won't let that happen because...

Willow's so nice (even to Boscha)

Willow could've ended Boscha's popularity at Hexside anytime after she became more confident in herself (& her magic skills), but she didn't.

Even at the end of WilW (after Boscha ruined her whole day), Willow showed her mercy when Boscha never thought of doing the same to her.

Maybe this'll cause a change in Boscha (a "Maybe I don't have to be worse to be better..." type of deal)?

Or Boscha could double down on her awful ways & want to get revenge on Willow?

Either way, I want these two to interact more in Season 2.

And now, something I've wanted to talk about regarding these two for awhile.

Willow and Boscha from a shipping POV

The ship between Willow & Boscha is quite popular in this Fandom & I get it!

- The want for Boscha to get a Redemption Arc (she doesn't seem as bad as Belos, it may be possible?).

- The want for Willow to be a big part in said Redemption Arc (although this would be a good idea, I don't want Boscha to dump all her problems onto Willow nor do I want Boscha to be Willow's responsibility).

My favorite fanon dynamic with these two is Boscha thinking Willow would say yes to dating her (cause of her ego), only to get rejected (Willow looks so done with Boscha's BS in the fanart, it's hilarious).

- Also Willow would kindly reject Boscha (baby girl's just too nice).

- But if Boscha is too pushy, Willow will have to hurt her a little (The Willow Way is a strong way).

- Also Willow's (clearly protective) dads should be in more Boschlow fan pieces. Just shocked & angry that Boscha's at their door, demanding to speak with Willow (I don't think it'll go well for her...).

I wouldn't be surprised if these two did become a thing in canon.

In conclusion

Do I ship Boschlow? Mixed feelings about it to be honest.

Do I get why people ship it? Yeah.

Do I think Boscha's good enough for Willow? Now, of course not!

Do I think she can be? Maybe... It all depends on what the writers want (the show has great writing as it is).

Tell me what you guys think!

#The Owl House #TOH #Willow Park #Boscha #Willow x Boscha #Boschlow #Luz Noceda #Augustus Porter #Gus Porter #Mr and Mr Park #Amity Blight #Long post is REALLY long!

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to-be-a-dreamer · 2 years

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For the fic titles thing. 2. It sounds interesting.

Thank you, Milk (@claireverlasting also asked for this one btw!)

2. The smoke from another stranger’s gun

CW: mention of gangs and related violence (non-graphic)

Alrighty so I should probably be embarrassed about this but I’m not, this entire AU exists because I listened to the song Mess With Your Heart by American Authors and just fixated on the line about Brooklyn. I was literally just, “I have to make this about Sprace somehow” but it actually does fit surprisingly well, so let me set the stage for you:

Sean Conlon and Antonio Higgins used to be best friends. They grew up in the same Brooklyn apartment complex and basically acted as one entity for all of elementary school. When Race got moved to a new foster home in Manhattan, they promised to keep in touch. After all, a dozen miles couldn't ruin nearly a decade of friendship, right?

Well, a few months after moving in with Miss Medda and her two sons, Race stops hearing from Spot. No warning, he just never answers the phone again and never calls him back. Race is devastated, of course, and he always wonders what happened, if Spot was okay, or if it was something Race did.

But life goes on, and Race starts middle school and makes a couple of new friends. And then high school starts and he opens up, learns who he is and what he wants to be. And then suddenly Race is beginning the final semester of his senior year, he has an amazing group of friends, he's got the best brothers he could ask for, Medda is working on the final paperwork to officially adopt him, and the only real source of stress in his life is college applications.

I don’t really know why, but eventually, Race decides to go back to his old neighborhood, just to see how the place looks. It’s a lot more sketchy and run-down than he remembers, although he’s not sure if it’s because of the passage of time or if his kid memories just glamorized the dark, filthy street.

Again, haven't figured out the details of this, but Race would find Spot somehow. I'm thinking that maybe some creeps are following Race down the street and taunting him, and then Spot shows up and scares them off. Of course, Race is ecstatic to see his old friend again, but Spot just tells him to be careful what neighborhood he wanders into and then leaves.

But Racetrack Higgins is nothing if not stubborn, so he keeps going back and trying to find Spot again. He knows that a lot of time has passed and Spot is probably a very different person than the one Race knew (cause Race has changed a lot too) but it's Spot so he's not going to give up until he can at least talk to the guy.

He keeps going back until he eventually catches Spot and all but forces him to get coffee with him or something idk. And so they talk and Spot is obviously really guarded and not really willing to say much about what he's been up to, but Race can talk enough for three people so the conversation never lulls. When they go to part ways, Race slips Spot his phone number and decides it'll be up to him to keep this going. If Spot never talks to him again, that'll be the end of it and Race will leave it alone.

But Spot does call him. At four o'clock in the morning. Sounding so freaked out that Race genuinely considers calling 9-1-1 until Spot talks him out of it.

He doesn't want to talk about what happened, he just needed someone to talk to and Race was the first person he thought of. Race decides to unpack that later and just focus on calming the guy down. So he talks about his day and stuff, makes a lot of dumb jokes, and eventually Spot joins the conversation and it becomes an actual conversation.

Suddenly it's two hours later and Race is exhausted but somehow more awake than ever because Spot is still Spot. He’s darker and more scared and just so different in so many ways, but he’s still the same boy who laughs at his own jokes and sings horribly off key and makes fun of Race’s foster brothers (but this time it’s playful instead of justifiably malicious because Jack and Charlie are genuinely really nice, if a bit annoying) And Race can suddenly feel that old little puppy crush he thought he'd gotten rid of coming back full-force. Oh well, it’s probably nothing.

So they keep talking on the phone together over the next month or so and it simultaneously feels like they're picking up right where they left off and meeting an entirely new person. Spot is guarded and keeps Race at arm's length at first, but once he lets him in they just click together effortlessly. Race is just so thrilled to have his old best friend back in his life that he doesn't even realize how shifty Spot is or how he keeps dodging questions about his personal life.

I have absolutely no idea how this would be revealed but we eventually find out that Spot's father is involved with a lot of dangerous people. I don't think it would be like a legitimate gang, just because I'm always reluctant to write about gang violence. It's a very real thing that people today still deal with and suffer from, and I don't really feel qualified to try and represent that. I also don't want to accidentally romanticize it because that's just so problematic in so many ways but I mean... that's kinda what this is, so I'll try to be as vague and accurate as possible. We would never learn that many details about these people since it would all be from Race's perspective, we just know that Spot is involved with something bad.

Race and Spot never knew about it when they were younger, but once Spot got into middle school, his father started teaching him what he needed to know to protect himself. Which, as the son of a very well-known drug dealer for a lot of very bad people, means knowing a lot of violent self-defense techniques and how to shoot a gun. Spot grew up learning to always look over his shoulder, to never trust anyone, to be prepared to kill if someone tried to hurt him. That's why he stopped talking to Race, Spot was afraid of what he would say if he found out. It would never be stated explicitly, but it would be heavily implied that the night Spot called Race at 4:00 am was the first time he ever killed someone. It was in self-defense, of course, but he was understandably freaked out about it.

So, Race would find out about this somehow and after initially freaking out about it, he would try and convince Spot to leave that life behind. Because even though he knows his old friend is dangerous, he can tell that kind of life isn't what he wants, that behind all the walls he'd been forced to build he's still that sweet kid he remembers.

Spot tries to explain that it doesn't work like that, he can't just leave this world, not entirely. But he wants to. He so desperately wants to run away and never look back. Brooklyn doesn't feel like home anymore. Home is where you go to feel safe and his father’s apartment hasn't felt safe since he was a kid. Brooklyn stopped feeling like home the second Race left it.

And so against his better judgment, against everything he'd ever been taught, Spot starts making plans to leave. He applies to every state school he can find, the kind that basically let anyone with a high school diploma in. He starts saving up money and looking for scholarships; he makes a resume so he can get a job of his own, that kind of thing.

He's not actually involved with all of this stuff, he reasons. It's just his father, so maybe he can get out. Maybe he can break this awful cycle and go to college and actually make something of himself. Three months ago the very idea of doing something like that felt impossible, but with Race there to encourage him Spot feels like he could do anything.

But of course, it's not that easy; it's never that easy. Spot's father finds out about his plans and tells him he can't leave. There are people who've had their eye on him and they want him to join them for real. Spot would quite literally rather do anything else, so he runs. He runs without any plan or any idea of where he's going, but he finds himself subconsciously crossing the bridge into Manhattan.

So he calls Race and even though it's close to midnight, Medda welcomes him into their apartment and tells him he can stay as long as he needs. Even though he's more on edge than he's ever felt in his entire life, he feels oddly safe here, even though he's most definitely not. He feels like this little Manhattan apartment is the most secure safe house in the world, he feels more at home here than he's felt in his own apartment in a very long time.

It starts to feel like everything is going to work out, but it's me, so of course it doesn't. The people Spot's father works for are not happy with him, to say the least. They want to show Spot that he doesn't just get to leave. They want to teach him a lesson, and the best way to do that is to go after the people he cares about. His father is off-limits because they need him, but they don't think twice about some random kid in Manhattan...

I haven't fully decided how it ends, but I do know that Race doesn't die. It's a close call though, too close for Spot to feel anywhere near comfortable staying with Medda anymore. She assures him that it's not his fault, that he always has a place with her, but he knows she's just saying that. (She's not, but Spot's not really thinking straight)

There are two ways that this could go, and I like them both equally so there's honestly no telling which one I would pick. Either Spot will wait around just long enough to say goodbye, and then that's it, he joins his father's work to keep Race and Medda safe. Race spends years trying to find Spot again but finds nothing besides stories about a tough and dangerous leader of a group of boys in Brooklyn. This would be fun to write, but I kinda want to give them a happy ending.

The other idea is that Spot weighs his options and decides to take the risk. He goes to the police and tells them everything he knows about his father's work, which gives them a lot of information they needed to arrest some criminals they've been chasing for years. (ACAB, of course, but I haven't figured out an alternative way for this to work, so that's the placeholder idea for right now) I have no idea about the exact details of this ending but basically, everything works out and Race gets better and they all lived happily ever after the end.

No matter what ending I use, romance wouldn’t be a huge part of the story. Yes, they both definitely like each other but I don’t want that to take away from the story or to romanticize anything that shouldn’t be romanticized. First and foremost, this is about Race realizing his friend is in trouble and wanting to help him. If I go with the ending where they stay in touch, then I’d write an epilogue where they get together far far down the line.

Just a couple extra little details that I'd include somehow:

Race calls Spot every day at the time he's supposed to be back home, just to make sure he made it okay. This is directly from the song, obviously, but it's cute so I don't mind the blatant plagiarism (kidding kidding)

When they were younger, Spot and Race always hated that you couldn't see the stars in NYC and made a little pact to move out into the country one day. So that would play into the ending somehow. In the "good" ending they would move somewhere away from the city, and in the "bad" one I think Spot would somehow use stars as a mark or something and Race would see it.

As you can tell, this idea is a lot more all over the place compared to the last one, but you get the general idea. A lot of the plot I have in mind is based on the song, but it would probably develop a bit differently if I were ever to actually write it. Sorry if it's not very coherent, but maybe you can kinda tell what I'm trying to say.

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Title from Mess With Your Heart by American Authors

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