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igotanidea · 1 year

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Outside the box: Spencer Reid x reader

A/N: OC in this story is Gideon’s daughter, Sienna, aged 28, part-time college lecturer, full time helping the BAU team, cause yes, she’s about to be the profiler like her father. Reader is a college student, aspiring to join BAU, friends with Sienna, but not her student (cause befriending your teacher would be unethical, right :D), she’s somewhere around 21. Spencer is 24, just like in season 1.

Reader and OC are obviously two different people.

Also, my first Criminal Minds fic, and I;m still on season 1 so please don't eat me alive cause I can sense heavy OOC.

Summary: someone had a stressful week, filled with task and cases and one failed exam which became the last straw in the mental breakdown. So what can be better than searching help from a friend?

@somest1 I really hope this will make you feel at least slightly better.

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“Look who decided to show up! Did your students finally killed your enthusiasm for teaching them something?”

“Haha. Extremely funny, Morgan” Sienna scoffed and threw her backpack onto the nearest chair, stretching her back “Maybe I should ask you if my father finally killed your self-confidence, but from what I can see it’s clearly impossible.”

“I’m sorry, dr Gideon” Derek stood up and came closer to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her into his chest, making her squeak in the effect “I missed you, babe.” He added, breathing in her characteristic fresh smell.

“Stop it.” She punched his chest playfully “I had enough trouble convincing everyone I’m good and I got here only because of my knowledge and skills and not because of my father. I don’t need you trying to make my efforts futile.”

“Oh, come on. Us being together is not a secret.” He caressed her back and she shivered involuntarily.

“Sienna.” Jason’s Gideon voice came from behind and Morgan had no choice but to let her go. Normally he had no problem with PDA, but not exactly right in front of his girl’s father’s eye.

“Hello dad. Professor Brown send his regards. He’s missing you dearly.”

“I’m sure he is.” Jason muttered. Brown was the first one to show his happiness when Gideon was called back on field.

“How’s the case going?”

“It would be going faster if you were helping…..”

“That is precisely why I am here” she grinned sending a wink towards Morgan, who just sighed deeply “Where is Mr IQ?”

“In the conference room with Elle. They are trying to put some pieces together.”

“I’m on my way to help. See you later, hon” not caring about her father gaze she raised on her tiptoes and kissed Morgan on the cheek before rushing to join Spencer and Elle.

“Don’t you got job to do as well, agent Morgan?” Jason smirked at the other man who just turned around and went to search for Patch. It was pretty funny how this macho man was turning into shy kitten whenever Gideon caught him with his daughter.

***

When Sienna got to the room the only person she found was Spencer, no Elle in sight.

“Hello, Spencer.”

“Hello Sienna. Your father mentioned you might be joining us.”

“My pleasure, so what are we working on here?”

Reid started to explain the case to her but before they got to the good part sudden commotion got their attention.

“Sienna!”

“Oh, shit, what the hell happened this time?” she muttered standing up, trying to look above the heads what or who might be the source of the furore. “WHAT?” she yelled at the top of her lungs making Reid cringe

“You are so different from your father, you know…. “ he muttered

“Yes, obviously, it’s my natural charm.”

“You got a guest, Sienna.” Patch showed himself up, crouching figure mincing behind him

“A guest? Here? Who would…..?”

“Sienna……” said figure sobbed

“Oh my god, Y/N? What happened? Why are you here?”

“I …. I had nowhere else to go….. I;m sorry. I know it’s your work and I should not interrupt, but …..”

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous.” Sienna put an arm around her friends arms and led her to the nearest chair making the girl sit down out of the prying eyes of Reid and Hotch. “Go away” she mouthed at the later. “How did you get in here? I gotta admit I’m impressed, you know. Normally the security would just go through the whole procedure to let you in.

“I told them I came to see you….” Y/N sobbed “And seeing me like this….”

“Yeah, I get it. It was easy to believe you were a victim of some crime.”

“Mhm…..”

“Ok, so, stop crying and tell me what’s wrong.” Sienna put a hand on Y/N’s arm. Come on, whatever it is, I;m sure we can handle.”

“It’s professor Boston. He…. He….. I failed his test. And this whole week has just been a mess and I can’t handle all the stress….”

“Wait till you get to work…..” Sienna muttered

“Maybe you can talk to him? Convince him to cut me some slack?”

“Boston? Even my dad could not persuade that old prick to do a thing. I’m sorry, Y/N. But you know what, I got an idea” she almost jumped from her chair due to the excitement. “Just…. just wait here, ok? I’ll be right back.”

“It’s not like I have another choice, do I?” Y/N shrugged knowing her friend too well. Once Sienna set her mind into something there was no way of things going differently.

***

“Spencer. Spencer, Spencer, Spencer”

“Are you catatonic now?” Reid raised eyes onto Sienna who was now right in front of him, smiling as wide as ever.

“Not that I would know that, but no. I got a favor to ask.”

“A favor?”

“Mhm. You remember my friend, Y/n there? You have meet......”

“At the university. I know you have very little faith in me, but I remember people I work with.”

“Do you now?” Sienna raised an eyebrow, testing his patience. Around a month earlier, she forced convinced Reid to give a lecture to the students. Y/N was one of the most interested in the subject and when it ended she shyly approached him to ask some further questions. They spend like two hours talking and exchanging opinions. Also, later on, Y/N and a few more students joined some extracurricular classes that Reid also joined (meaning of course that Sienna made him join knowing it would be good for his people skills).

“She gave me some food for thoughts. She's a smart one."

“Really? What a great coincidence then. Cause I’m gonna need you to help her.”

“What? Why? With what?”

“She failed a test.”

“So? If she was studying more…..”

“Don’t be prick!” Sienna swat his head lightly “Didn’t you ever fail….. Oh, sorry, of course you did not. You got IQ of 175….”

“187.” He corrected with flat face

“you never done a thing wrong in your life.” She continued, unimpressed “You’re a genius, blah, blah, blah.”

“Now you’re just being mean.”

“Really? You don’t say." she mocked "I’m serious Reid. She could really use your help with studying.”

“I don’t think I have enough time …..”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this, damn my honor. Please, Spencer. If you refuse to help how about some comforting words at least, hm? You know, she admires you. All those things I just mocked? She believes you to be an amazing, interesting person. An all-rounder with extensive knowledge and even if I hate it I have to admit that you truly are. You’re like some role model for her…..”

“I am?” he raised an eyebrow, quite suprised.

“Sure. And I saw that look on your face when she approached you after class. You like her.”

“I don’t….. want…..”

“Go talk to her. Just that. Maybe something good will come from this or maybe not, but you got a chance to do something good to another living being. How does that sound?”

“Um…..”

“Come on, Spencer. Take a leap of faith….”

“But she’s a student….”

“She’s three years younger than you. I know relationships with bigger age difference and they work well….” She looked across the room and her gaze focused on Morgan who was covered in some paperwork “he’s so handsome when he’s working…..” she muttered like a love sick puppy “just glowing…..”

“Ok, fine, I’ll go! Just please stop…. Whatever this is you’re doing. “

“Thank you, Reid.” She grinned turning back to her normal self. Oh, she was a sneaky one.

***

“Y/N?”

“Yes? Doctor Reid?” the girl looked up at him, surely not expecting that this was the “idea” of Sienna. “I…. I ……”

“dr Gideon mentioned to me what happened. May I?” he asked pointing at the spot next to Y/N who eagerly nodded.

“Did she?” I’m going to kill her.

“Mhm. You know, it’s …. normal for people to mess up sometimes.”

“Speaking from experience?” she chuckled and he followed “Maybe I am just stupid…..”

“You’re not stupid.” He panted without any hesitation. ”This is just an inconvenience. Like in the investigation. We are begin misled dozens of times. We are being played with, questioned, fooled at times, forced to change the approach, the strategy. But all those little obstacles are what steer us in the right direction. Mistakes happen, sometimes regardless of us. And you are not stupid. You would never make it this far if you were.“

“How can you tell? You don’t know me.”

“I know enough from your classes and Sienna’s stories."

“She’s been talking about me?”

“sometimes. Quite impressive things. And I know first-handed she’s not the one to get easily impressed. Did you know she laughed at my IQ?” he blurted without thinking. Why was this girl affecting him like this?

“Sounds like her. “ Y/n laughed “But that doesn’t make me feel any better.”

“ For now. “

“How so?”

“Moliere once said the greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it. And you seem like a strong person. You…..you would be a good addition to the team. You have analytical brain and good instincts.”

“Again, how can you tell?”

“You asked me good questions back at those lectures. And I saw you working on the cases Sienna assigned to you as extra tasks. You are resilient, not giving up easily. And I'm sure you are not going to give up now."

"Now I can tell you are working with the profilers." she smiled sadly “but I don’t think that me putting in effort and being stubborn is enough. This class is ..... " she sighed, a few unmentionable words on the tip of her tounge "If I fail......"

"And what if you pass? Why not focus on the good outcome?"

"Oh, you;re a scientist. Don't bullshit me with wishful thinking."

"It's scientifically proven that good thoughts stimulate production of serotonin. And that helps you relax and focus better on the task."

"Hm." she muttered "I;d rather just have a piece of chocolate. I can't mess it up again."

“You won’t” he blurted out

“How…..?”

“I’ll help you. “

“You what now?” she spat angrily but quickly realised her wrongdoing “I'm sorry….” Her eyes widened in fear when she realized she was talking to the guy who was so much smarter and more esteemed than her “sorry, dr Reid, I did not mean to ….”

“You can call me Spencer. It’s … nice to be treated like a normal person, for once.”

“So…..” she looked at the floor “you’ll help me?”

“Yes. And then you’ll see that if anything you are rather too smart for this. Someone once told me to think outside the box….”

“Thank you!” she smiled through tears and without thinking hugged surprised boy who held his breath for a second. Just for a second and then relaxed.

“You’re welcome.” he patted her back awkwardly. This was suprisingly comforting. Maybe he could get used to that.

#spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x oc #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds x you #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x oc #criminal minds

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whumpshaped · 9 months

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are you religious? On account of all the recent bible posting. I'm not Christian myself but I have to hand it to them, the whole "eating Jesus's body and drinking his blood" is really cool

im actually not! well. idk. reading the bible and talking abt it rly makes me wanna be christian again.

tl;dr i am considering accepting jesus christ into my heart but i dont know if itll happen bc whenever i type or say anything slightly religious i cringe or make it into a joke. also sorry to any christian who finds my bible posting

i was raised catholic, went to church and bible study for 3 yrs, did my first communion, then dipped bc it was horrid. i was so so against being catholic u cannot imagine. i was against church, i was against begging some man in the sky for mercy, i was against their gay policy, i was against saying my pets had no soul- i was against absolutely everything except some bops in church

then i had my first big voluntary christian phase at 13-14 in which i drew more towards protestantism and attempted to read the bible cover to cover (i failed but theres a lot that i read.) i went to a lutheran hs for 2 yrs in seventh and eighth grade so that mightve influenced it tho i HATED monday morning worship at 7am and i cant believe its still happening even tho ppl routinely fainted and shit. bc u have to stand. the whole time

i also wanted to be a nun for a goooood while but turns out im just aroace and autistic (chastity and rigid rules sounds amazing to me huh)

so im 21 now and i started writing my angel demon story and i wanted to make heaven a cult like dystopia (and it turned into my own ranting at some points) and i wanted to give cassael actual bible-accurate problems. bible-accurate brainwashing lol it came to me because something i said abt them either on here or in rp made me remember that verse abt the yoke and stuff (my yoke is easy and my burden is light) and i was like wait i should read the bible and pick out the whumpiest worst most horrid most easy to misinterpret and turn horrible verses. so here i am.

but then i got rly rly into it. its remarkably easy to enjoy the story when im not reading the 1908 károli translation and spending all my spoons untangling the wording. and the thing is, i was always spiritual yknow. thats why i bounced so much between faiths and beliefs. ive followed the law of assumption stuff for a year or so now, i had genuine results from it- honestly everything i believed in has yielded good results for me always. whether it be christianity or paganism or loa. when i read the bible i DO feel loved even thru the incredible amount of horrid shit god does lol i felt loved at 13 and i feel loved now. so idk. im withholding judgement until i finish reading it but honestly nobody be surprised if i go back to my christian bs before the semester starts

oh thats another thing. im miserable lmao so not very hard for god to swoop in and be like hey do u wanna talk abt ur lord and saviour. me.

but im not rly gonna change in any way even if i do decide that tho, i think. my policy is already "be kind do good leave others alone". i dont think im gonna get preachy on here or anything. i mean has anyone seen much vegan posting from me? so i think im good

so . yea. sorry it turned into such a long post

#asks #not so holy bible posting

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sonickedtrowel · 1 year

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binary solar system

Another one-shot chapter! the prompt here is.... is I wrote pregnant River and young babies/kids with these guys when I had absolutely no idea what I was talking about and I'm sure if I went back and read it after having 2 babies my soul would cringe out of my body. So instead let me just present you with this, a scene from Darillium which hopefully resonates more with those of you out there who have reproduced. 12/River ao3 link

“What the hell even is a round ligament?” River asked, unceremoniously flinging a pamphlet from the obstetrician’s office over the arm of the sofa and onto the floor.

“Er,” the Doctor carefully began, “I think it’s—”

“I know what it is,” she snapped, which, honestly, he should have seen coming. “I know because it simulates me being stabbed in the abdomen eighty three fucking thousand times a day. Round ligament. Fucking bastard traitor.”

There were a lot of things about humanoid pregnancy that were significantly improved upon by living in a sufficiently advanced society with decent modern medicine. Safe, well-tested anti-nausea medications. Effective preventive treatments for life-threatening complications like pre-eclampsia. The highest quality of monitoring and interventions available for any foetal developmental concerns. Advanced surgical techniques and augmented healing technologies that made the dangerous and unpredictable old-fashioned mode of childbirth a thing of the past— evolution truly had dropped the ball on that one.

But there were some things that remained, as River succinctly pronounced, “total shit.”

“Why don’t you lie down for a bit, dear?” the Doctor suggested. “I’ll start dinner, you get some rest. Doc—”

“I swear to god,” she interrupted, “if you say ‘Doctor’s orders,’ you can kiss this face goodbye, because I will shoot you in it. And if the next one’s hot I won’t even feel bad.”

“Fair enough,” he replied, valiantly struggling to choke down a laugh, because he felt fairly sure that would not go over well at the moment.

“Anyway,” River lamented, “resting is the problem. Obviously I need all the rest I can get, but I can’t get any because when I lie down there’s a, a bowling ball, just— rolling all around in there, bouncing off my round ligament whenever I try to move a half an inch— oh, but if I don’t keep flipping sides like I’m being cooked on a spit I’ll throw out a hip! And the stupid app said they’re only the size of a, a— what is it this week?”

“Rhodocrosian dwarf leek,” the Doctor supplied helpfully.

“Which is fucking meaningless, by the way, because the proportions are not even remotely comparable— but the point is,” she stressed, stopping mid-pantomime, “whichever way you measure a spring onion, or whatever, it should not be big enough to be smashing my ligaments!”

“I think it’s supposed to get better soon,” said the Doctor, crouching in front of the sofa and laying his hand ever-so-carefully over the upper curve of the tiny swell in River’s belly, avoiding the bastard traitor. “Remember Dr. Kiril said something about touching the abdominal wall? Not as much rolling around once the bowling ball’s out of room.”

“To be replaced with something even more dreadful, no doubt.”

“I’m sorry, dear. You’ve definitely got the worse end of this deal.”

“And to think, we spent all that time trying to make this happen,” she sighed. “I’ve been so spoilt, always being a bit superhuman. Healing quickly, never having to feel my age or the little inconveniences and indignities it normally brings. Making a baby sounds so magical and romantic in the abstract but it’s all been so… biological. All the scans, all the hormone testing— do you know how long I’ve been pissing in little plastic cups? Three years, Doctor. Every month: ovulation tests, pregnancy tests, then start all over again. So much hope tied up in such an unappealing ritual. Like making a little advent calendar of urine.” He failed to suppress his laugh at that, but River smiled, wearily. “At least I only have to do it at appointments now. There’s not a shred of dignity left to me in this entire business. And what a way to spend what’s meant to be our longest honeymoon. It’s all terribly unsexy.”

“Well, there were quite a few sexy parts, as I recall.”

“If you don’t mind being on a very strict schedule.”

“I didn’t mind.”

“Doctor,” River said solemnly, and he took her hand, as he knew well now when she was bravely preparing to say something important, against many decades of instinct to bury it instead. “Have we just… thrown the biggest spanner you could possibly imagine into everything?”

“Well… yeah, maybe, a bit,” he replied— there was, of course, no use pretending otherwise. “But in a good way.”

“But, it’s— it is completely mad, isn’t it? We’re so happy in our life, let’s blow it up on purpose. I couldn’t fathom loving another person like I love you, but instead of just enjoying that incredible, rare, precious thing, we’ll make a new person from scratch! Who are we to make a person? Why does anyone ever do something so obviously insane?”

The Doctor laughed softly, stood, and settled carefully down beside River on the sofa, giving her room to gingerly rearrange herself against him.

“It’s just so hard to imagine what it will really be like,” she mumbled into his shoulder. “It’s— it’s like moving the stars. Adding a second sun to a solar system. Everything’s going to change, and it can’t all be for the better. When there’s more light, some things will burn.”

“Well, you’re not wrong about any of that,” he said, carefully draping his arm around her and threading his fingers through hers. “But we do have a pretty extensive record of doing completely mad things. It’s our speciality, really. And, you know… it is very normal to have doubts about such a huge change.” He pressed a kiss to her temple and she curled a little more into his side, her breath hitching as she winced with the movement. “It’s a leap of faith with a very long way to the landing. You’ve got to get through a lot of wild thoughts on the way down. And thank you. For telling me how you’re feeling.”

“Well, I appreciate you not pointing out that I sound like I’ve completely lost my mind. I have actually noticed.”

“Nah,” he scoffed. “You just sound like you’re… growing a new sun. You’re handling it magnificently.”

“How are you so bloody calm about it, by the way?” she grumbled.

“Oh, don’t worry, dear, I’m an absolute mess. This is what we call triage. You just carry on and I won’t have to pay any attention to me— doing me a favour, really.”

“Mm. Sounds healthy.”

“I think, in this specific case, it’s sort of the natural order of things.”

“And you know, of course I’m worried but… I don’t actually have any doubts. I don’t even know this person yet, and they’re making my life an enormous pain in ways I’d never imagined, and I don’t regret it one bit. Isn’t that strange?”

“Well, not so strange. Love is like that. No one ever said it made sense.”

“What, no ‘biological imperative’ talk? No human hormones hijacking my brain? Suddenly when it’s our little foetus it’s all mushy stuff?”

“River Song, let me tell you something very important right now. It was a hard lesson to learn, but ever since you came into my life, it’s all been mushy stuff.” She laughed, and turned her head to kiss him, the tension tangibly melting out of her shoulders as her lips lingered against his.

“Oh,” she moaned, “I would really, really love you to take me to bed, if I could move at all without the stabbing.”

“How about I do take you to bed, get you all set up with your pillows and wedges and noodles and whatnot, and we can see how the bastard traitor is feeling later.”

“Okay,” she sighed. “Oh! Oh, there it goes— put your hand right here!” She grabbed his hand and pressed it very firmly to her stomach, which was alarming considering how she seemed not to be able to do anything without incurring the round ligament’s wrath, but then—

“Oh!” The Doctor could feel the sort of grin taking over his face that River teased would make him look like the Grinch, if he weren’t so pretty. (He wasn’t so sure about ‘pretty’ as an appropriate adjective for this face, but had decided not to object.) “Hello, there,” he said softly.

“You really felt it this time?” she asked, beaming back at him as she pressed her hand down over his.

“Yeah, just a teeny tiny little… poke. A little hand? Little foot?”

“My bet’s on little elbow,” she said, cradling the tiny curve of her belly. “I’m sure a half-developed leek with pointy elbows and no body fat would look fairly ghastly, but… they certainly are sweet from this angle, aren’t they?”

“Yeah,” the Doctor agreed, though it came out with a gravelly waver to it. “The sweetest. Well, easy for me to say; I’m not getting poked.”

“I think that’s my favourite part, actually. Like they’re saying hello. Then it’s not some big unimaginable unknown we’re waiting for, it’s… just this little one right here. Already keeping me company.”

“So maybe there is a little magic left in the process?”

“I guess so.” River smiled with the sort of Christmas-morning delight he’d hoped would fill every moment of their night on Darillium, and the Doctor thought having two suns in his life seemed like the perfect number.

#12river #the doctor/river song #dr fic #river song #12th doctor #darillium pregnancy fluff #this ones for the parents out there bc i sure as shit didn't know what i was talking about last time i wrote pregnant river lmao

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liminalpebble · 9 months

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Eddie's Education: Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

Leia fixated on the sound of her heels clicking against the linoleum as she followed Dr. Ferguson, trying to distract herself from the fear stoking in her belly, and igniting her brain. She wasn't sure what she was in for as the older man turned and shut his door, but she had a pretty good guess. He said curtly, “Please, have a seat.”

She was waiting to see if he would sit as well, and only obliged when he did. She decided to speak first. In the last few months Leia had learned a thing or two about her worth, and she had a feeling she would shortly be called upon to advocate for it. She wanted the first strike. Eddie would want me to fight for myself, she thought, make him proud.

“May I ask what this is all about, Dr. Ferguson?”

He cleared his throat with a grumble, as if preparing to give a speech. “Well you see, Miss Vespero, I'm still concerned over the way you present yourself to your students.”

“Excuse me?” she responded, indignant, “I have done everything you asked...made every improvement. What exactly are you saying?”

“Well, your students reviewed you favorably. Your success rates are rather unusual to say the least.”

“I fail to see the problem.”

Dr. Ferguson huffed, speaking more slowly as if she were stupid. “I'm concerned, Miss Vespero, that you have been motivating your students through less than reputable means.”

“What exactly are you accusing me of?” she said with cold, controlled, fury.

He said, as if soothing a child, “No one is accusing you of anything. I'm...”

She cut him off. “No...no. You're insinuating, which is a good deal worse, especially for a young teacher in a vulnerable position. Accusations can be fought with evidence. And I promise you, sir, there is abundant evidence that I have acted beyond reproach in my duties here. If you insinuate, you can deny accusing me of anything and my hands would be tied. The damage to my reputation would already be done with no fair trial. So do not speak to me like a child. I fully understand what you're doing.”

Leia felt her voice rising and her hands began to shake with anger. Despite the assertive tone of her voice, she felt wobbly and was glad to be sitting down as her body surged with adrenaline. Her forcefulness was unprecedented and it slammed her with both a mental and physical shock.

Ferguson rebutted, “I saw you call Mr. Munson to congratulate him, I've seen him drive you like a taxi service to and from school. I've seen you hug your students on numerous occasions.” He leaned forward menacingly on his desk. “Do you mean to tell me that is appropriate conduct for a young lady such as yourself?”

Leia cringed at that last sentence. He was talking down to her as if she were a naughty teenager who broke curfew and it turned her stomach. “I personally called all of my students who passed the exam to congratulate them, as a courtesy. Dr. Thompson did the same. They deserve recognition for their hard work. And the crime of being transported to and from my place of employment? Sir, I don't own a car...on my salary, I certainly can't afford one. Mr. Munson has been kind enough to assist me in that regard, and frankly, how I carpool is none of your business. Your male employees do the same, sometimes also with students. Are they under investigation?”

Ferguson turned red, a clashing contrast to his puke-colored polyester shirt. He took on a drill sergeant's tone to match his buzz cut. “You are on very thin ice, Ms. Vespero. If you value your job here, which I might add, you are extremely fortunate to have at your age and with so little experience, I would straighten up and fly right!”

She felt nauseous at the idea of losing her job, a job in her field, a job she was good at, a job with students whom she respected when so many people didn't show them respect. Still she said, “Dr. Ferguson, if you attempt to fire me on groundless claims, whether it's insinuation or blatant accusation, you will find yourself on the receiving end of a discrimination lawsuit. Are you prepared for that?”

He pulled at the chain of his crucifix as if he suddenly felt unable to breathe. She noticed the pendant for the first time. The young teacher considered how, really, he's the one wearing something a lot more inappropriate to a public institution than she ever had. She tried to make her nervous swallow imperceptible. It was a bluff. No 23 year old adjunct professor could afford a lawyer like that. She could barely afford ramen noodles if it weren't for her job at the bar giving her just a little more money. Nonetheless, the bluff seemed to have it's intended affect. The dean was startled into a few huffing moments without offering a reply.

She bore into him with her hard, dark, eyes, daring him to speak and glad for his discomfort as he struggled to. “Alright, Miss Vespero. You'll finish out your year here as your contract says, since there is no evidence yet of a breach of protocol, but prepare yourself for a meeting with the board once this year is finished and it's time to renew said contract. We'll have to discuss if you are right for the future of this institution.”

She took a deep breath but refused to break eye contact, saying as neutrally as possible, “Is that all?”

“That's all Miss Vespero. You're dismissed,” he said, and she grimaced as she stormed out of his office, chaffing at being dismissed like a high school student rather than a colleague.

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Later that evening, Leia's phone rang. Startled, she slid the bottle of Jack Daniel's and the tumbler of ice away from where they blocked the device, and stared down at the caller ID. She didn't get many phone calls and she didn't like to get them. It wasn't a number she recognized, which at least meant it wasn't Ferguson, so she shrugged and picked up the receiver. Taking a fortifying breath, she readied herself to perform her best impression of a sober person.

“Hello?”

“Hello there,” said that sweet voice, which always seemed paradoxically shy and cocky at the same time.

She smiled. “Hey, Eddie.”

“Sorry to call your at home...I just...I know you never gave me your number, but it was in the staff directory.”

“Don't worry about it! That's fine! It's nice to hear your voice,” she said with an odd slur and crack in her timbre.

“Are...are you drunk?” Eddie asked with a breathy chuckle.

“Maybe a little. What's up?” she asked, trying to divert and hoping he wouldn't ask what had her drinking herself into oblivion tonight.

“Ha. Well, you might want to save it for tomorrow night. We all get trashed every Halloween party, working or not. Two days of hangovers might not be the most fun.”

“I'm fine, Eddie,” she said in a soft voice, hoping he would buy it. He didn't. But he could also tell she didn't want to talk about, and carried on.

“Anyway, I just wanted to really thank you for everything...better than I did when you called before. Sorry if I was being kind of rude or a dick or something. They guys were...well...you could probably hear them.”

She chuckled, but still nervously pinched at the fabric of her couch cushion. “Yeah, I heard them...but don't worry about it. I had to be little miss professional asshole too, with Ferguson breathing down my neck.”

Now Eddie laughed, amused by her drunken openness. “Jesus...Turd Ferguson's still being a dick to you? What is that man's fucking problem. It's not your fault everyone loves you.”

She scoffed. “You have no idea. He's really on the warpath...And...and...everyone doesn't 'love' me, Eddie. I'm just nice...sometimes a doormat, even,” she said, then let her head drop to the back of the couch, gaze meandering hazily around the ceiling.

“Negative, Princess Leia. I'm 100% sure that every guy you ever taught must be head over heels in love with you.” She was glad he couldn't see her turn red as she desperately sought a diversion. I'm too drunk for him to be this charming right now. I can't handle this, she mused internally.

“Uh...even Andy? I don't think I could marry him though, you know. I'd always come second to Miller High Life and the Marlboro man.”

Eddie giggled....giggled...big scary Eddie Munson giggled. And it made her heart flutter.

“I uh. I hate to bring the mood down, but I wanted to make sure Sam hasn't been sniffing around or causing any more trouble.”

Sam. Right. She'd been so worked up about this horrible meeting with Ferguson, she'd forgotten about Sam. Jesus, my life is a circus, she thought, rolling her eyes.

“Surprisingly no. I think maybe he felt inferior enough once he saw a hot metal....” she almost said, a hot metalhead with his ex. “Uh..a metalhead holding a broken beer bottle to his throat was intimidating enough for now to scare him off.”

Leia couldn't see the smile slowly spreading so wide across Eddie's hot face that it made the apples of his cheeks ache. He did a little jump up and down feeling giddy and drunk, himself. A hot metalhead. He thought to himself. He couldn't believe she thought he was hot. Ever since he got the call from the school office, the same verse of the same song of his desires had been pounding through his head like a skipping record. Ask her out. Ask her out. Ask her out. ASK HER OUT!!! Over and over and over again. Wayne, Dale, and Gareth had been yelling it to him as well all day. He'd been pacing and whispering it to himself repeatedly before he picked up the phone, like a devout zealot offering up the same frantic prayer as he worked up his courage, then dialed the number with shaking hands. She couldn't imagine how nervous he was.

He promised himself that once he passed he would ask her out. He reminded himself that this is why he called. He was determined to do it...and yet...hearing that there was some pain in her voice, something sticking like a thorn in her side that she wouldn't tell him gave him pause. Maybe she didn't need him to be her boyfriend right now (if she ever did want it). It sounded like right now she might need a friend a lot more, and what if he ruins their friendship? Eddie sighed. Deep down he knew what he was doing; rationalizing a reason to run, like he always did. He had been thinking so hard about all of this that he didn't realized he'd left Leia with several long moments of odd radio silence that she didn't exactly know what to do with.

She asked softly, “Eddie...did you zone out?”

“Yeah,” he said pinching the bridge of his nose and rubbing at his face in frustration, “yeah, I did. Sorry sweetheart. I've just got a lot on my mind...you know? It sounds like you do to.”

“Yeah...that's an understatement,” she said morosely, and he could hear the clink of another drink being poured.

Eddie sat forward in his chair now, brows furrowed. “Leia, are you alright...I mean really. If you weren't you know you could talk to me right?”

Her eyes welled up and she bit her lip, trying not to sniff, but a tiny one escaped anyway. Eddie heard it. I want to Eddie. I want to tell you everything. I want to tell you how much I love you. I wish my life wasn't a mess with people like Ferguson and Sam here to ruin it.

Eddie has friends and family. He has a life here. Tomorrow is his favorite day of the year, his favorite gig, his favorite party, surrounded by all that love from everyone he cares about. How can I rain on that parade for this sweet odd incredible man? I'd just be a burden...lonely and sad...dragging him away from all these people he cares about. I can't take this man down in the quicksand with me, she thought, and she found herself making the decision she was so used to making; to keep the pain to herself and stay away.

And so they both fell back into old habits that they hoped so much to break. Now she was the one leaving Eddie with an awkward pregnant pause, full of everything she wished she could say. She sniffed and cleared her throat. “I um...well, it's just a little tough right now but I'll be alright Eddie, I promise. Please don't worry about me. I always land on my feet.” Then she forced a brightness into her voice, “Hey...please have lots of fun celebrating your GED. You've worked to so hard and you deserve some partying. And I'll be there tomorrow to celebrate with you in person, okay?”

Eddie's heart sunk with disappointment; disappointment with himself for not asking her out, disappointed that she still felt she had to hide her pain from him. But if she could fake not being heartbroken, so could he. He said in falsely-sunny voice, “Yeah! It'll be fun. Pick you up at 4?”

“That'd be great. Thanks, Eddie. Thank you for everything. You're amazing. Please never forget that or let anyone tell you differently.”

That part she meant. That part held a deep honesty that revived his heart a little and brought tears to his eyes. “Thanks, sweetheart. I'll see you then. Good night.”

“Good night, Eddie.”

@sunflowerdaydreamer

#eddie munson x original character #eddie munson x ofc #eddie munson fanfic #strangers things fanfic #stranger things #eddie munson

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janeykath318 · 1 year

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The Power Of A Smile (shieldshock)

Prompt: “Quit smiling at me! I keep messing up my sentences when you smile at me like that.”

Darcy had always thought of Captain America as being a super serious, judgmental jock with little to no sense of humor. He came across as rather uptight in all the media coverage and interviews she’d seen and the stories Tony told her about Steve and his supposed stick up the ass didn’t help her perception of him.

So, she was a little surprised when she toured the Smithsonian and saw the vintage video clip of him smiling and laughing with the Howling Commandoes.

“So he could smile eighty years ago,” she mused aloud. “I won’t lie. It’s pretty darn cute. I wonder what it would take to get him to smile nowadays. Maybe recite the pledge of allegiance while standing on my head?” She snorted at the thought. “Not that I’ll get to make that discovery.”

Turns out, Darcy was very much proven wrong.

She moved into Avengers tower with Jane two months later and in all the chaos and excitement, almost forgot that she was gonna be working near her heroes (and sorta heroes).

They were in the middle of setting up Jane’s equipment when Darcy stepped out for an emergency snack and coffee run. When She returned, she heard a deep voice talking to Jane.

“Where would you like it, Dr. Foster?”

She couldn’t quite hear Jane’s reply, but when she walked in, Captain America was calmly moving the heaviest machine as if it weighed nothing. Darcy couldn’t help but stare.

“Holy beefcake!! Jane, you called in the big guns. And by big guns, I mean those biceps. Yowza!”

Jane winced. Darcy did too, cringing at her terrible lack of filter. She braced herself for an annoyed look or long suffering sigh from Steve, but his shoulders seemed to shake a little and when he turned back around, he was straight up grinning.

“Steve, this is my assistant, Darcy Lewis. Darcy, meet Steve Rogers.”

Jane’s look at Steve was apologetic, but Steve just stuck out one giant hand and shook Darcy’s, still smiling.

“Pleased to meet you, Ms. Lewis.” He said, not at all sounding irritated or uptight.

Darcy’s brain went into buffering mode and she found speaking difficult all of a sudden.

“Uh-uh-uh. Same,” she finally managed. “Thanks for the help. Wanna share some snacks?”

“Thanks, but I’ve got a long, boring meeting to get to,” Steve told her. “If you need any more help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“We won’t,” Jane answered for her. “See ya around, Steve.”

When he’d gone, she turned to Darcy and sighed.

“Please try to work on your filter, Darcy. I don’t mind it when we’re alone, but we’re new here and the bosses might not understand. We’re lucky Steve has such a good sense of humor.”

“Yeah, Whodathunkit?” Darcy murmured, ripping open a Snickers bar. She was still stunned. Had Tony fed her bad intel?

As she came to find out, he had indeed been inaccurate in his description of Steve, at least when it came to off duty Steve.

This Steve was pretty chill and friendly and had a very funny dry sense of humor. Also, he was definitely not a prude. In fact, he’d straight up join in on the rather inappropriate conversations she and Clint had about their favorite fictional character’s sexual proclivities.

“You’re bad, Cap,” she said in amazement during one such conversation. “Tony said you wrinkle your nose when anyone makes so much as an innuendo.”

“When he’s making them, I do.” Steve shrugged. “If he drew incorrect assumptions, that’s on him. And anyway, who really wants to talk to Tony about sex?”

“You have a point there,” Darcy admitted with a shudder. Steve grinned at her and again she was promptly struck dumb.

Darcy, Jane, and Natasha were sipping drinks and chatting about Darcy’s latest failed date, another frustrating episode in her sad relationship story.

“He was one hundred percent Neanderthal. Incapable of taking his eyes off my boobs for one second. Why are men like this?” Darcy complained. “He was kinda cute at first, but I would have used my taser on him if I’d stuck around any longer than I did.”

“I’m sorry,” Natasha sympathized. “That is unfortunately an all too common occurrence. However, I do know of some genuinely good single men, if you are ever interested in trying again.”

Darcy sighed and shook her head. “I appreciate the offer, Nat, but I think I’ll just…..” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Steve sidle up to the bar with Sam, both chatting pleasantly. Steve turned, drink in hand, and locked eyes with her, face lighting up in a big smile. Darcy’s heart skipped a beat and she stared back mesmerized.

Natasha had to poke her to get her attention back.

“Earth to Darcy!! What were you saying?”

Darcy struggled to get her scrambled brain back online.

“Uh, I was saying I think I’ll take a break from dating for awhile,” she finally managed, though her words lacked any conviction.

She didn’t see Natasha and Jane look behind them and smile knowingly at each other.

“Well, you let us know when you change your mind. I’ve got the perfect man in mind,” Natasha declared, looking much too pleased for Darcy’s liking.

Avengers tower had a new resident and Darcy had taken it upon herself to give Bucky the grand tour and help him feel welcome. He didn’t say much, but he didn’t seem uncomfortable with her, so she kept on with her cheerful commentating. It was going well until they reached the gym and Steve happened to be there. He was lifting weights and winked and grinned at Darcy, causing her to stumble to a halt and forget what she was sayin. Ugh. She’d had enough.

Marching over to Steve, she put her hands on her hips and glared.

“Quit smiling at me! I keep messing up my sentences when you smile at me like that!!”

Steve opted for non-compliance.

“I mean it Steve! If you don’t cut that out, I’m gonna kiss that stupidly pretty smile off of your stupidly pretty face!”

Steve set down his weights, but kept on smiling at her.

Not one to make idle threats, Darcy dragged one of the exercise steps over to him and used it as a step stool while she followed through on her promise. Steve didn’t even try to run, but responded very enthusiastically and she quickly gathered that he’d been hoping for this result.

She heard slow clapping from behind them and Bucky’s rusty chuckle.

“Hmm, it would appear this is what you wanted all along, huh?” She asked when she was able to catch her breath again.

“Yeah,” Steve admitted, with a sheepish smile.

“You could have said so,” she playfully chided. “I’ve been kinda pining.”

“Natasha said you weren’t ready to date again, so I decided to give you the space to make up your mind,” Steve explained. “But you make me smile so much, it was challenging.”

“Aww,” Darcy cooed. “Well, let me tell you, the smile campaign worked brilliantly. I can’t even think straight when you’re in the room.”

“Ditto,” Steve replied happily, then he kissed her again.

It was a good thing Darcy had opted against trying to memorize her wedding vows, because the way Steve was looking at her as she read them off the little card was making her a gooey mess inside and she knew she would have made a fool of herself if she didn’t have them written down.

Steve, who had eidetic memory, didn’t have to worry about that and got both of them choked up with his heartfelt words. He had the most earnest pair of puppy dog blue eyes and she knew he meant every word he said.

She’d given Tony a lot of grief over the years about his misleading description of Steve, and he’d finally admitted he’d been very wrong about his teammate. In fact, he’d gone and got himself ordained so he could officiate the ceremony. Darcy had agreed, but had given him strict guidelines, which he mostly followed, much to their relief.

“I now pronounce you Captain and Mrs. America—er—husband and wife. Have at it, Darcy!!”

Grinning widely, Darcy kissed her new husband so thoroughly that he was rendered speechless for a solid minute and a half after they broke apart.

“Finally, it’s my turn to make you lose your wits,” she declared triumphantly.

#shieldshock #fluff #smiley steve #smitten darcy #darcy lewis #steve rogers

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katyspersonal · 1 year

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Hey for the fandom ask let’s change a little i’m curious to know what you think of Deltarune characters (& Undertale if no one else ask)

Oh, alright! Yeah, I do not address UTDR all that often despite avidly awaiting Deltarune's completion... This happens when I am into a thing but choose to not interact with the fandom! I will separate the games because even though UT and DR share some characters, even they are slightly differently portrayed.

(Asks from this ( x ) meme)

DELTARUNE:

❤Favorite character

This motherfucker is some of the most intimate and personal a character ever got to be for me:

I was actually so surprised by Literally Everything about him that I needed several days to process his EXISTENCE xD I absolutely love every single line he makes, and I feel strange deep relation to him (not kinnie one, but it feels spiritual). We are just on the same wavelength about being huge l00sers, being cringe but with a unique charisma, having intense mood swings, using weird humour and, of course, the whole 'perceiving the world as a simulation and going insane because of it'... I wish there was a legit term for 'the character I do not kin yet relate to and feel emotions of like they were my own'. I also once had a weird dream about him fusing with me into one entity to get to be 'real' using my human soul, and trust me, that was a whole TRIP for a considerable time. :')

👿Least favorite character

I will have to say Jevil, but this isn't entirely fair... Like I said, I am not ABLE to dislike a fictional character, ESPECIALLY by Toby, but with Jevil it is a love/hate relationship, so he is the only one who can even approach ;-; He is same category as Patches Fromsoft: the 'You have a lot to love about you, but... WHY.' kind of character. xD

💐Comfort character

Deltarune version of Asgore is THE definition of the soft man. Somewhat lingers with me that in UT timeline he murdered children, but... this just doesn't get to me. After all, most people are capable of terrible atrocities, it is only a matter of whether they meet the conditions that bring it up in them or not. Hehehe...

😍Character you have the biggest crush on

Surprisingly, not Spamton! We are only [[Serious Business Offer]], my [[babygirl]]! Instead, I fucking HAD to have a crush on the hypocritical weather wane bitch ass motherfucker idiot Rouxls Kaard! x_x I still can't justify it to this fucking day. I tend to only like characters that are smart and complex, but I guess his Style TM and charisma alone are irresistible.

🤝Character you relate to the most

You probably won't believe me, but... Noelle? Yeah, I know, this is very hard to communicate because she is sweet and soft but I am rude and abrasive, to say the least. Nonetheless, I am as far as kinning this character. There is a side of me that is alas not shown very often, however, close friends know of it. Christmas is my favourite holiday, I am very smart and talented but let people use me, I ask too many questions, I have some kindness to me, I am anxious and get startled easily, I am actually easy to push around the closer you are... Heck, sometimes I switch full mode into speaking like her, feeling like her and envisioning myself as her in my mind. x_x

It is a side of me that no longer shows often, nonetheless, it is still alive, like a soft core under a very thick skin. I also started to SERIOUSLY relate to her history after learning of the Snow Grave route.

🔥Character you think is overrated

I ammmm gonna say, Spamton NEO version! When this character became really popular, it felt as though everyone only cared about his NEO form! Yeah, they are the same character, actually, but it is more about the delivery! If you don't love Spamton at his 'silly super short failing salesman that lives in the trashcan', you don't deserve him at his 'tall cool robot' form!!!!1! /lh

🧨Character you love to hate

Rouxls Kaard again! I know, it is the only DR character that gave me even a semblance of attraction, but I will always bully him for the coward and hypocrite siding with the winning side that he is XD

🙈Character you always forget exists

That one red blob with a face that characters always act around as if that's their friend and someone famous. See, I do not even remember their name! This is how much I forget about them!

🐰Favorite non-human character

Deltarune has only one human character to begin with, so I will use this field as 'favorite unexplored character' instead. Well, I was actually rather fond of Diamond King in my time! Gave him hella headcanons and all that!

❤️‍🩹Character who deserved better

ALL THE KINGS!!!!!!!! Diamond, Heart and Club Kings - because they were just a haha funny cameo with only Diamond King having at least SOME lines. Spade King was handled well enough in the canon, but it was the fandom that gave him pretty bad treatment - from neglecting the nuance of his character to the outright ableism (I am serious). But even fandom aside, Spade King deserved better than having endured an obvious divorce from a rather shallow wife, being abandoned by his Knight and living in the bitterness about how Lightners treated the Darkners. No shit he became an unlikeable person. Like... can anyone treat him nicely?

UNDERTALE:

❤Favorite character

I love them all, but THE favorite got to be Undyne!

She is already the badass fish girlfriend in the normal timeline, however, her best traits sure get to shine in Merciless Route. Her speech about humans and monsters hearts beating as one just to continue existing absolutely won me over. The coolest character, hands down.

👿Least favorite character

No such thing, sorry! The closest I can think of is Muffet because unlike other bosses, she is Just There and is doing the smug anime girl moves, but she is still cute! Also I still like spiders ;-;

💐Comfort character

W. D. Gaster + Whatever fandom made out of W. D. Gaster (that mostly comes from interpreting Mystery Man sprite as him). But honestly, this character makes me happy! A mad scientist that accidentally cancelled his own existence and transcended beyond his own plane.

😍Character you have the biggest crush on

Stupid motherfucking Mettaton and his pretentious, full of self personality -_- Can you tell yet that I have a type? W. D. Gaster is the close second, however.

🤝Character you relate to the most

Honestly, Papyrus. Almost a kinnie. Again, something hard to explain, because you can see my personality doesn't match, but it is just... the whole 'looser that really wants approval but is THE manifestation of everything that won't make anyone except a few people appreciate him'. He is also silly, that I can relate to. I will turn goddamn full TWENTY SIX in April, but I am still just really silly and naive @_@

🔥Character you think is overrated

I don't know whether I want to say Sans, because he kindaaaaa deserved his popularity... I think it is more about how his potential was overrated. In every Undertale AU, he is the central figure, and like... THIS is my gripe. If you gonna alter universes, why not touch other characters?

🧨Character you love to hate

Mettaton, because he is a huge bitch, actually xd Like, yes, he is very attractive, but I also want to short his circuits and not in the way of a weird euphemism, but in a literal way :( Think of 'I want to strangle him' but in regards of a robot character. Fuck him for abandoning Napstablook and being mean to Alphys when she is clearly struggling with many issues in weird ways :( I still love him tho

🙈Character you always forget exists

Nice Cream guy! Only ever remember about him when he is brought up in his ship with Burgerpants.

🐰Favorite non-human character

Again, Undertale has like... TWO human characters, so I will reverse this point! Picking between All Two of them, I think I like Chara better than Frisk. They invoke so much sympathy, they were the only one who truly understood Asriel (by his OWN admission!), they take lacking trust and bullshit very seriously and were clearly a very strong-willed child.

❤️‍🩹Character who deserved better

The entire Dremurr family, including Chara. I mean... the whole plot sprouts from the tragedy of this family, so I guess this part is a no-brainer. Honorable mention is Alphys in the ending variant where Mettaton becomes the king, because it is heavily implied that she either committed minecraft or simply was in a terrible mental space enough to distance and disappear from society. I am thinking about that timeline every now and then. I even had a lost concept of her trying to run away from everything that fell on her and falling into rift in time, that changed her permanently. A never developed AU because people in a Discord server dissed my overly elaborate idea :(

Thank you for the ask though! I don't get to talk about UTDR side of me all that often, despite how much it means for me!

#ask replies #undertale #deltarune #utdr #utdr headcanons #doodles #shitposting #i still cannot find right words for the feeling that unites me with spamton #he is an unusual character #also i feel very bad for his fate of advancing only because of the voice in the phone directing him #and then being ditched by it altogether #reminded me of micolash being left on the read by kos in his time #this will always be a sad fate no matter what #undyne is so cool though #i don't know how i feel about her deltarune version...#like... okay yes i get that modernized guardian = cop #but also no...#undyne's very nature is kindness and justice so making her cop is a bit... tone deaf...?#but toby tends to pull unusual takes so far so i trust him #i am not a big fan of cops because they are...... corrupt to say the least

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eis4ngel · 1 year

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Chapter 3 : Meeting someone special to him.

PS: Eventually she’s special to you too, of course don’t worry ayaka’s main characteristic isn’t just that her brother is your crush, of course. You’ll see as chapters progress! This is just how Y/N grows.

Maybe listen to a song while you’re at it:

You found yourself absolutely cringing so hard at him saying it

“Y/n.. right? You have something in your teeth.”

Well of course you did >:( you were eating after all. Still it was embarrassing as hell none the less

He just chuckled after saying that and told me “Hey don’t worry y/n! It’s normal” after seeing my face basically turn red for all the wrong reasons.

“Venti may I get a ticket to your concert? I shall pay you right now I just want to be there the second it starts.”

Venti being the best, he is literally fanboying over him as well. No venti hasn’t read his books until like 2 minutes ago after I showed him my signed copy where, he read the title.

“Why of course! Backstage passes?” He said with a smile so hard his eyes turn into swiggles.

I’m there, in shock basically that he would just do that, none the less Ayato did accept, and waved goodbye to all of us and left.

Ei and yoimiya poked fun at me out of love, while Beidou stuffed her face and venti spaced out. “All, I think I must need new reading glasses” said Ei as she tried to read my book but failed miserably, “Is this word ‘for’ or ‘yor’ or ‘tor’?”

“Ei let’s go get you some glasses, there’s a place where you can get an eye test right here in the convention.” This was so random but you remembered it existed so of course you’re gonna go. We head to the place while Beidou still slips in random food down her throat. We reach the place and very shockingly we have a huge line full of people who’s eyes are probably broken from playing too many games and proceeding to read afterward. While Ei finishes up and yes she does get a prescription, a long one. Ei decides she’ll get new glasses soon with these and as she was walking out she sees this lovely pastel blue almost white haired lady, maybe even periwinkle with lovely eyes and a bright smile

“Kamisato Ayaka” was what was on her ID, and you reconised it immediately. Sure you were confused on why she’s even near the area of the convention where there’s little to no books. Unsure of if you should even approach you head to her and go “Chief editor Miss Dr Kamisato Ayaka??

Surprised Ayaka turned around to see lovely people, mostly just confused on who they were and to see one person looking up at her with puppy dog eyes. Yes that person was Y/N, you.

“Gahhh I’m sorry I don’t mean to startle you!” I said in a facial expression that can only be described as “whoopsie!”

The lady just smiled absolutely flustered as her cheeks turn pink, I smile back and ask her if I and my friends can accompany her as I’m a huge fan anyway.

“Guys this is Kamisato Ayaka, a mental health specialist, well.. psychologist who is the chief editor, sister and best friend of Kamisato Ayato”

“Presume you know me well, I do not know you!”

“Y/N!!”

“I’m yoimiya :D your amount of hard work into being a psychologist and an editor is amazing to me!!”

Venti Beidou and Ei all nod and agree while introducing themselves as well with a huge grin on their faces”

Beidou notices Ayaka being so pink from behind and says “damn she’s swinging both ways for the siblings? What a simp, I love it”

“No shut up Bei babe I’m not simpingggggg!! Especially not for Ayatooooo” “ I said quite loudly which I only start to regret, later. By that I mean now. “

“Ah! You all are off to see Mr Ayato as well? I came here only to surprise him! Must you know him well? Shall you join? Would you like to?”

Pausing for a moment looking at your watch, you decide “damn heck it” while turning back at your friends in a look of consideration. Your friends agree since they only came for your happiness anyway since let’s be honest they don’t care what so ever for whatever author wrote their favourite book unless it’s a comic or an online comic or manga. Plus they were having fun meeting new people and exploring new books to read, for example Yoimiya got this lovely new book that was bright and colourful. It was a book about fairies and definitely looked like a children’s book but those books are so in depth with fantasy you can’t blame her to anyone for liking them.

Agreeing with Ayaka, you all walk to go see h i m.

You all make small talk and just have simple, honest and enjoyable moments with her as you walk across the entire convention just to annoy him backstage.

You all reach backstage and realise it’s literally like any movie ever made. Food everywhere a chocolate fountain expect it’s very very broken and a hot man just chilling on a couch, he turns his gaze towards you all and spots his sister and smiles his hardest, getting up in shock that she came and with the corner of his eye did he spot you, of course. Your eyes met, connected even. His strong blue eyes gazing upon yours and says “y/n?” “Venti! Oh my! Hello!” Ah yes off he does again fanboying. Venti waves back and gets a call, he like a homeboy and also while trying to set us up says a simple thing. “Ehe this callll is kinda important! Ei Beidou Yoimiya come with!”

Oh my god, as if that couldn’t have been any less discreet.

“Y/n I’ve bumped into you so many times today, glad we meet again” he smiles,

Ayaka’s POV:

Y/n.. hmm she clearly likes my brother and definitely knows him prior to this meet, is it strange that I sensed this even before though? Is it weird I met a group of strangers and a celebrity.. Atleast I think he was a celebrity I do not know but he is familiar. (Venti) I just trusted them so easily today, their entire vibe and personality just made me like them so much in the matter of 20 minutes. Y/N, does she like Ayato as a crush or as a matter as a reader who is a fan of a writer.

Looking at them again she sees them conversing while Y/N puts on this confidence that she didn’t have with anyone else up til now per say

Tuning back into the world you finally hear “Oh yes!! Ayaka got me here”

Right, I did do such.

Y/N’s POV:

Why are his eyes so gorgeous why why why why? Yes okay I must talk to him more, I want to so bad.

I got out my phone and boldly asked, “can I have your number?” Instead of opening speed dial, you may have accidentally just opened a dumb meme that Ayato bursts out with laughter at

“That is so funny, what! Really reminds me to go out more! Do you have more? I want more”

Lmao is he serious? This is so dumb but showing Ayaka the memes too of course, me and Ayato decide to sit down while laughing at dumb memes.

Eventually my best friends do come back and we all just decide to sit around while we sit for Ayato’s show to begin in half an hour. It’s so strange how just this morning I was dying that I even got to see him and now I’m laughing at the worst memes ever created with him, and his sister. I don’t even know if I’m dreaming

Picture credits : @k_dreams_k on Pinterest

#Ayato #Ayaka #Ayato x reader #convention #books #yoimiya #Genshin #genshin x reader #beidou #ei #venti #au #smau #ayato x fem!reader #genshin au #writer #event au #Spotify

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inlovewith-icecream · 2 years

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The almost unaninmous hate against some characters is pretty off-putting to newcomers like me, like Schuster doesn't just have dubiously ethical behavior, no, he's the worst etc and I wonder if it's a product of the show being finished for about 7 years and thus fan opinions having become echo chambers, compounded with the fact that Glee recently saw a revival in fan interest (but as "this show is cringe and couldn't be made today") and thus, a few influential voices have more or less dictated which opinions were "the right ones to have" (not intentionally I presume). I don't know if it even qualifies as an opinion? But I'd be interested to see what you have in mind on that subject. TL;DR Glee's fandom seems very one-minded from where I stand.

More show-centered opinions: Kitty's personality change after season 4 was a good thing for the show. Hunter didn't have nearly enough screentime to be compelling in the way Sebastian could be. Okay, this is the last one (for now?): while I understand why Mike rejected Tina's proposal in season 6... I don't think that was a good plot element. The double marriage is already whimsical and by season 6, realism has long disappeared from the show. I'm sure people liked Tina and Mike together (I personally largely prefer them to Artina), so why not (from a Doylist standpoint) just make them get together soon? I think the "lesson" (Tina's too young to settle for Mike, with whom she doesn't have a strong enough relationship to marry right now) fails to work when Klaine and Brittana are just as young but still marry. Both couples do have a stronger relationship than Tike but that's partly because Tike rarely had screentime.

I don't know, it just feels hypocritical of the show to be against Finchel marrying because they're young, but then going through it for Brittana and Klaine, but still not going through it for Tike.