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Not linked to my blog but my friend is working on this series and highly recommends it!

Are you an Artist, Animator, or voice actor?

Or at least want to be one?

Not my usual kind of post but my indie animation series 'Chronicles of the isles' is currently looking for people to join us! No experience or specialist equipment necessary, just a passion for creativity to help bring this story to life.

What is chronicles of the isles about? In the strange world of the isles a pantheon of gods reign over all. Long ago the cursed god paylos was locked away, trapped in his own dimension with cursed objects of each god's creation. Now, 500 years later, the cursed god is returning, and all hope relies on...a dysfunctional crew of pirates?

Please reblog to push the word out ty <3

For anyone interested the deadline for auditions for the pilot episode is August 7th, all the details are in our discord:

Disclaimer: This is an indie experience project, meaning it is unpaid with the intent of giving people experience to get into a creative career. This project is also 15+

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The way that irl i’m an indie author yet patience is my most popular piece of writing 🥲

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The pond scene ✨

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Patience S2:11~The Cold war of the host club!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x fem!reader ➼ summary: You and Kyoya don't know how to deal with the fallout of the big question. ➼ what to expect: "Do you seriously think I care for you so little that us breaking up would make a difference in me looking after you?" ➼ warnings: angst? ➼S2:10 / S2:12

The host club knew something was up from the moment that club hours began. A very rare moment where Tamaki became geniunely worried because even he couldn't miss it.

Because, for the very first time since your first day in the host club, you and Kyoya did not sit at the same table.

He hadn't been requested, there was plenty of space on the table you had sat at, but yet the two of you were separate, sitting facing each other on adjacent tables.

The two of you haven't spoken since the conversation after the sports festival. Not on purpose, but just because what was there to say? While Kyoya has never been good at expressing emotions, you also had a limit.

The rest of them sat on the sofa of the host club, staring at the two of you in shock and awe as they wait for guests to appear. "what is happening" Tamaki whisper yelled.

"I have...no idea..."

"Are they fighting?"

"Is this about the sports festival?"

"Haruhi, go and find out, have some girl talk with y/n"

Haruhi turns to Tamaki in confusion "When have you known me to have 'girl talk'?" before anything else can be said guests start pouring into the host club, distracting all of them but Kaoru, who slips into the seat opposite you where Kyoya would normally sit.

"Hello?" You raise an eyebrow, looking up from your notes "I'm requesting you."

"Excuse me?"

Kaoru smiles, leaning back in his seat "You heard."

"Kaoru I am not a host."

"You work for a host club" he squints at you. You sigh "what do you want?" With a grin he launches forward out of earshot of anyone else. "What's going on with you and loverboy?"

"Nothing."

"Liar."

"Kaoru!"

"Y/n."

You huff, going back to writing "It's complicated."

"And I don't know about complicated feelings?" the two of your stare off at each other, causing Kaoru to snatch your notebook while you are distracted. "Kaoru!"

"You're thinking about going back to Italy?"

"England actually."

"Why?" you pause, not wanting to answer because there were a few good but weak reasons, either it is because you do not want to stay if you and Kyoya do break up, or it is because you have unfinished business.

"I...I do not need to stay anymore"

"No but you want to stay surely?"

Your face falls, faltering "I don't know."

"Has he done something? I know Kyoya can be an ass-" "He hasn't done anything."

"Then why?"

You don't answer, getting up and walking out of the host club.

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The cold war of the host club!

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Haruhi was concerned that this may actually be tamaki's breaking point, sat sulking on the couch about to impload at any second. "Just go and talk to him"

"But haruhi!....he's scary..."

"I think he has other things on his mind than you right now" Tamaki's jaw drops like he had just watched her kick a puppy "Why would you say that!"

"Just go"

"Fine!" Nervously, Tamaki sits next to Kyoya "Hey kyoya! buddy! Old-pal! What's got you down?"

"Who said I was down?"

Haruhi stands nearby to the table "Well y/n seems down and you two don't seem to be talking to eachother"

"She...we're not fighting if that is what you two think"

"You're not?"

"No...at least I don't think so"

"Then what happened?" Kyoya sighs, taking off his glasses to clean them "She asked if we are still engaged because our fathers have stepped down from their positions"

"And what did you say?"

"I don't know."

"What else did you say?" Tamaki and Haruhi exchange concerned glances "I didn't, I just said I dont know"

"Oh Kyoya" Tamaki pinches the bridge of his nose "You're in a host club how do you not know how to talk to women?"

"I know how to talk to women, I was just telling the truth" the twins laugh, also pulling up chairs "Which was your first mistake"

"Kyoya your relationship may not be a conventional one, but when a girl asks a question that sounds too easy then it usually means that she actually means something else"

"She would have asked me a different question then, it was a relevant question I know why she asked" he pushes his glasses back onto his face.

"Sure, but you saying just 'I don't know' to the question are you still engaged sounds like you're considering breaking it off with her" Kyoya's eyes widen, not answering this sudden inquisition but suddenly understanding a little more.

"Ending the engagement wouldn't mean we would have to...seperate"

"No it doesn't , but it does kind of imply that you don't see things lasting that long"

"she wouldn't see it that way"

Haruhi shakes her head at where this conversation has gone "At the end of the say Kyoya we really have no idea what goes on between you two and the little we do know we don't understand. But either way you should talk to her, and be honest but also say more than just 'I don't know'"

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Kyoya finds you sat on the edge of the fountain in the ouran gardens, not seemingly doing anything in particular, just watching your surroundings as the autumn sun lowers in the sky.

Wordlessly he sits down next to you, taking it as a good sign that you didn't immediately leave.

The two of you take a moment of silence as you both wait for the other to say the first word "If I... have-"

"You haven't done anything, it is me" you shake your head "I asked you about it because I wanted to give you the opportunity to leave"

"What?" You grip the fountain wall below you "My nan reminded me of a few things during her visit...got in my head I guess"

"About?"

You sigh "I don't even know, I guess she just put the idea in my head that if we choose to stay engaged at our ago it would be silly. But also..."

You bite your lip, unsure if you should speak on it.

"You do not trust that the two of you can be friends?"

"I can't, the only person I can trust to look after me is me"

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Because that has been the case most of my life"

"But that won't mean that it will always be the case, perhaps the reason you think you can't depend on others is that you reject it"

"My mother, ran away when I ten." the words left your lips before you get the chance to stop them. "and I don't blame her, but our engagement and theirs has one too many similarities than I am comfortable with"

"How so?"

"I am just a little too much like my father"

"So your'e...worried I am going to leave...so you give me the opportunity to leave anyway?"

"If you leave now i could forgive myself"

"Y/n..." he pinches the bridge of his nose. "You are not your father, if you were you would not have done what we did"

You don't answer, not about to get into an argument over it. "...where does this leave us?"

Kyoya sits up, looking out into the school gardens "Well beyond that, we are both practical people, and even if we put feelings aside, i do not see why things need to change"

Your head snaps to face him "Neither of us expected to end up becoming as attached as we have done, and in that it makes more sense to marry you than not"

You do not say anything, you do not know where to start "It would be ignorant to think that even outside of the agreement that marriage is more than a romantic proposition for us. We work well together professionally, we are both heirs to large corporations, we live together half the time. Because we both made a choice a long time ago to look after each other romance or not..."

'either way you should talk to her, and be honest but also say more than just 'I don't know'

"....and I don't think that I would know how to do any of that with anyone else, or want to"

You raise an eyebrow "Kyoya are you proposing right now?"

"I suppose I am"

You blink for a few moments, not expecting the sudden shift in conversation, and instead of answering you lean forward, quickly finding your lips on his.

Unexpectant of the reaction Kyoya doesn't react until right as it ends. The only sound between the two of you left being short breaths and the pattering of both hearts.

"Do you seriously think I care for you so little that us breaking up would make a difference in me looking after you?"

"You can be smooth when you want to be"

"Yes, well I was accused of being unable to talk to women and I simply do not agree"

"Who said that?"

"The twins" You laugh at the revelation.

You and Kyoya were not good at feelings, but everyday yhou both make the choice to care, which may just be the most romantic thing of all.

Next time on patience....'Y/ns's great mystery!'

'Y/n get's invited to a ball for her own birthday? But there is a mystery afoot Who is behind the mysterious masquerade ball? Find out next time on patience!'

We'll see you then!'

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Writers block be eating me up (why did I choose to do a wizard of oz parody when I don’t even like the wizard of oz?) so I may do a few short patience related headcannons in the mean time cause I got a lot of ideas swirling around that icl may not even make it into the main story lol

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In the process of updating the patience playlist/ adding songs to chapters drop songs yall think fit scenes in patience pls and tyyyy

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Kinda accidentally disappeared so just a quick update on what I’m working on.

PATIENCE S2:11:~The wizard of Ouran!~

Pairing: Kyoya ootori x reader (OHSHC)

Progress: 50%

With tensions high between y/n and Kyoya she has a strange and wicked dream.

PATIENCE *Bonus chapter*:~Subtext~ (smut)

Pairing: Kyoya ootori x reader (OHSHC)

Progress: 40%

After kaoru questions whether or not Kyoya is even attracted to y/n the two of them has a very subtext heavy conversation.

CAN’T PRETEND CHAPTER TWO: Borderline

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader (Criminal minds)

Progress: 30%

Reid and y/n follow a lead which may trace across countries and tell a story.

GLAMOUR (one shot that may become loose series)

Pairing: Robert Chase x bimbo?reader (House M.D)

Progress: 10%

Set in season 2/3 the team make many assumptions when taking the case of an upcoming pop star, that is until she proves them wrong.

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oh my GOSH bro I love u sm ur works ARE FREAKING AMAZING ARGH keep it up ILOVEIT !!

OMG tsymmmm, there should be a lot more patience coming out soon, my last exam is monday so after that we'll be back to (almost) daily patience woop woop

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Patience S2:10:~Kyoya's big choice!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: The ouran sports festival is underway, but you have bigger problems to think about. ➼ what to expect; "I...I like us...and what we have, but I...I think maybe we need to think about how much of our situation is actually...about our relationship.." ➼ warnings: angst ➼S2:09 / S2:11

'Your arrangement was effectively null the moment that both of your fathers were dethroned, there is no financial or company reason for your marriage to hold, that being said I would have thought that you would have transferred out of Japan over the summer'

The words had been rattling around in your head for days. You couldn't focus on anything, all you had been doing is wandering back and forth between the two teams meeting room, not fully taking in a word spoken, not fully doing anything.

Although even through your absent mind you ultimately noticed that Tamaki is more chipper than you would have expected as you step into his team's meeting room, jumping around the the Hikaru and Haruhi excitedly "Father's super-excited! Enter as many events as you like!"

"Enough! You're giddier than usual."

"Oh... did you make up with Kyoya?" You question, placing down a tea tray, the next thing you know Tamaki has thrown himself onto the floor in a pool of tears "uh-oh"

"Huh? What? He's been ignoring you in class?" Hikaru crouches over him, translating Tamaki's sob filled mumbling. "So you've been putting on a brave front to hide your hurt feelings..."

You sigh, taking a sip of water "Even if the boss is at fault, doesn't it seem like Kyoya is going a little overboard? Tamaki's silly complacency is nothing new" Hikaru mutters "Using Kyoya as a pretext to hold the festival was pathetic, but... you meant no harm"

"Y/n?" Haruhi looks up to you for some clarification "I...it is certainly not just over the festival, but even I am not fully sure what the exact trigger was, I am making it a point to stay out of this"

"Well...hopefully it becomes clear soon, if Tamaki and Kyoya fall out completely it doesn't bode well for the host club"

While Haruhi spoke in jest, the comment made you freeze up in the doorway as you exited, it was a good point, the club could get torn apart because of this, one of the very few things keeping you in Japan.

Maybe this was a sign...

but also, it wasn't just about going back to europe, you know that.

It is about leaving Kyoya.

Because there is about the truth in the fact that your engagement is held together with a single fraying thread, and that thread is your relationship.

It is not that you want to seperate, but also if the agreement between your families never existed, being engaged this early into your relationship would be mad. It has to be addressed.

Because there was a life you left behind before ouran, it used to be that what was keeping you in Japan was that you were away from your father, now it is something else entirely

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Kyoya's big choice!

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"There's a huge commotion out there, ootori vs kuze has now become ootori vs suoh" you quietly spoke from the doorway to the now empty meeting room where Kyoya is working, somehow feeling the need for an invitation to enter now it is just the two of you.

"Traffic to the host club's website has suddenly doubled too. Plus, for some reason, the photo book is in print again" you push yourself off the frame "Is it selling well?" he doesn't look up from the laptop.

You sigh "Kyoya don't tell me you picked a fight with this in mind all along?"

"What a rude assumption. That actually angers me. But I saw an opportunity, so I decided to drag out our fight and make a profit"

you pinch the bridge of your nose "Okay usually I would find that attractive but- aren't you being a little cruel? I mean, the others think you're angry because he became second in command to the red team but i know that ain't true, Tamaki's antics isn't new, and in terms of boundaries this is no where near as far as he's been before, so why this?"

"Because he's sticking his nose into my business. I don't care what kuze thinks of me, but it's quite annoying being dragged into a competition that is of no benefit to me. He ought to leave things between kuze and myself. I believe that as long as the people we care about understand us, the other stuff doesn't matter, don't you agree?"

You pause at an arms distance away from him "I mean, of course I do, just look at us. But does Tamaki not fall under that group of people?" Kyoya looks away. "Did you come for something?"

You sit opposite him, debating whether or not you should even say anything with the timing "My grandmother visited me last night... and she brought something up-"

"Ah yes, the papers arrived at the house this morning"

You freeze, staring back at him with wide eyes, you knew that she was adamant that you move home and break off the engagement but you didn't think she would go as far as to send over the papers this soon "p-papers?"

"Yes, the emancipation papers, i don't know why they came here instead of to the apartment but if you wanted them I have them here"

the shock of it all puts you off saying anything, speechlessly accepting the papers off him "e-emancipation?"

He raises a brow at your reaction, going back to his laptop "Why do you look so surprised?"

"Because I am- I didn't even- god that woman" you stand, taking out your phone "Wait, if you didn't know what were you going to say?"

"Not the point" You wave him off, leaving the room as you press to call her.

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'Here begins Ouran high school's first sports festival!'

"Oh wow..."

"Ouran has an amazing arena" somehow you end up entering the arena with Ranka, Misuzu and Mei, showing up to support Haruhi "Are you sure we can go in? A high-society sports festival makes me nervous" Misuzu looks on the arena concerned

"Then leave! We didn't invite you in the first place" Mei turns to her "That's mean mei! I even got up early to make your bento!"

"Enough you two" Ranka rolls her eyes. "Don't worry about getting in, you'll be fine" You spoke entering the arena.

'The first event is the ladies' bread-tasting contest! A classic italian table setting in the center of the field. This is a gift to the young ladies from the chairman on the occasion of the sports festival!'

"Huh?" You raise a brow, watching on as the ouran girls proceed to start bread tasting.

"Oh hey haruhi" You spot her and Hikaru nearby at the bottom of the seating area. "Hey y/n" before you can say anything else Tamaki runs over "Haruhi! Why didn't you enter the bread-tasting contest?!"

Haruhi sighs, rolling her eyes "I can't tell the makes of different types of croissants"

"But you've got to try it!" He pleads. "Think about it tamaki it's a girls-only event it would be suspicious"

"B-but I snuck a giant tuna into the red teams bread for haruhi" as if on cue you look over to find some of the girls retorting in disgust at the bread, heaving a little.

'The red team forfeits! The white team wins!'

Tamaki descends into squabbling with kuze over 'poisoning' his own team.

'Next up is the men's 100-meter dash! The first runners at the starting line'

"What's all the commotion?" one of the red team asks, stood at the start line "It looks like our second in command caused the problem"

"What?"

'The distracted red team is off to a slow start! The white team wins!'

You slowly step away from Tamaki who appears to break slightly, accidentally backing into Kaoru on the white team "Captain the enemy has self destructed"

"They're silly huh?" Honey looks over to the opposing team. Kyoya smirks "It's still too early to celebrate, though the side that breaks concentration first will lose, we'll keep scoring points at the current rate"

You bite your tongue, stepping away once more, although as the white team disperses Kyoya lightly grasps your wrists "You don't seem to really be enjoying this" He mutters.

"hm?"

"You usually live for a playful rivalry" You gently slip your hand from his grip "But it isn't playful. Is it?"

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"Suoh!" Kuze storms over to Tamaki "What's the meaning of this?"

"Kuze! I'm so happy you recovered!"

"What is there to be happy about? The white team is in the lead! How did you manage to fall so behind? It was Ootori wasn't it? He must have used one of his dirty tricks" Tamaki's face falls "You couldn't be more wrong Kuze, the red team is responsible for its own failures. The white team is just doing its best so please-"

"What is it?" Kuze stutters out

"If they honor us by competing valiantly like true gentlemen to the very end I humbly request that you refrain from trying to pick fights with Kyoya in the future"

"F-fine"

'The white team wins the men's hurdle race! the white team is strong! Did the red team cave under pressure? Many seem to have been shaken up at the starting line!' echoes across the arena.

"Oh it's the chairman" You mutter spotting Tamaki's father from across the bleachers, wandering over to where Kyoya and Kaoru sat "I though it was only Haruhi's family, but a lot of the parents are here"

"Well my parents are both at work...how about your family Kyoya?" Kaoru asks.

"they would never come, if my parents were attending I would have used a different strategy" even though the two of you knew there was an underlying context to the conversation it did intrigue you "Such as?"

"I would have made it much more apparent that the white team's success was due to my involvement then let Tamaki take the spotlight in the end."

"I see..." this was not the first time that Kyoya had taken that strategy, he did exactly that during the race for the central salon. But you wondered whether or not that the choice to let Tamaki take the spotlight was for appearances or perhaps due to a change of heart.

'The score now is 63 points for the red team, 183 for the white team. The white team leads by an amazing 120 points!'

"Well I think the competition has already been won" you murmur.

"Yes, this has been unexpectedly easy" Kyoya mutters "I thought it would be a closer contest, I told him a sports festival was a silly idea..."

You can't help but watch on in unrecognition, while you and Kyoya were both morally questionable when it came to your calculated scheming it has always been in pure benefit, never to someone elses specific downfall, or at least not anyone who didn't deserve it. You are unsure whether or not you like the look of it on Kyoya.

"Mr. Ootori our unexpectedly regained their spirits"

"Ootori! I thought you said they would use up their energy at the cheering contest and self-destruct"

"Not to worry, they self-destructed early on, so we now have a bigger lead than expected, besides we have our white team elite- honey- participating in the obstacle course"

'A rare first place for red team!'

you turn to him "You were saying?"

"It's fine, one loss won't-"

'The red tea wins the second race!'

'And its the red team again! The white team was favored in this even, but one man has led the tidal-wave comeback the red team leader Takeshi Kuze!'

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'The red teams makes an amazing comeback! The white team leads now by only 12 points, with one event remaining. Thirty points will be awarded to the winner of the relay race. All eyes are on the anchor, the position that both team leaders will race. The team that wins this relay race will win the sports festival!'

"S-suoh" Kuze stutters out breathlessly, exhausted after the previous event "Kuze? Are you alright? There's just the relay left..." Tamaki watches on in concern, Kuze stumbles over to him "I entrust the relay to you. I'll be watching your version of a valiant competition among gentlemen from here"

You take notice of the conversation, nudging Kaoru who also takes notice "Hey, it looks like the red team anchor changed to the boss, he's slower than Kuze, but our teams are neck and neck, hey kyoya!" He grabs Kyoya's attention.

"Why don't you withdraw from the race?"

"Huh?"

"Fortunately, the chairman is watching, if you act like you planned on giving the glory to the boss in the first place, won't it work to your benefit?"

"That won't fool the chairman, besides, this isn't about benefit. This was about pride all along" Kyoya storms off to the track "Oh my god..." Kaoru mutters.

"What is it?" You turn to him

"I understand now, the boss wanted Kyoya to genuinely compete without thinking about how it would benefit him" You smile "Of course it's been about that, I thought that was clear, Tamaki's goals are rarely ever convoluted... although I must admit at first that I thought that he was just getting Kyoya to compete to help Kuze's self esteem"

Tamaki jogs over to the track where Kyoya is already stood "Good luck on our race! You must be disappointed it's not against Kuze, but-"

"You're the only one who'll be disappointed, I never wanted to compete in the first place. You always get by, but don't forget, there are those who find your pushy, nosy tactics bothersome"

"Bothersome? Oh, are you referring to how the white team unknowingly got pulled into your devious, blackhearted schemes? Oh! If I win I get a free year-round use of Kyoya's kotatsu passport! Don't forget now!"

"And if I win, next win you'll wear only a fundoshi to greet customers but you'll keep your european manners"

"If i win, I get the window seat on next months field trip"

"If I win you have to sit in economy class alone and you have to squat"

"How come my punishments are harsher?! and you keep adding bonuses" tamaki cries "It's only fair considering all the trouble you've caused me"

"You were having fun too! You snob! You're never being honest"

"Shut up! Do you realise how much I have to work behind the scenes to rectify your selfish behaviour? Not just me but y/n? You push her too much, appearing unannounced, forcing her to face her anxiety, you are such a selfish idiot!"

Your face falls as you watch on from the bleachers "Kyoya is fighting like a little kid" Hikaru notes "I never knew kyoya could act like that" Neither did you, but now your were starting to realise why.

'and now for the final event, the first runner is off! The red team takes an early lead, will the red team's counterattack carry them through?!'

"Tamaki said, that at any public event, kyoya feels obligated to make the suoh family look good" Haruhi watches on next to you "It's to his benefit to let Tamaki win the crown."

"It's be good to have an event where Kyoya doesn't have to worry about his family's position" Hikaru adds, turning to you "Don't you want to see Kyoya competing passionately for just himself"

You laugh "All he does is compete for himself, today I must admit is a strange occasion but Kyoya lives for stuff like this, he doesn't worry about his family's position, he is determined for his own, most often despite his family"

"What does that mean?"

"Don't worry about it, that is a very long story that we might tell one day" Hikaru squints back at you "What on earth do you two get up to outside of school?"

You just hum dismissively.

'oh no! The fourth red team runner dropped the baton during handoff! The white team is catching up, and now, the anchors grab the batons!'

Your eyes glue to Kyoya, perhaps, just maybe, you had understood all this wrong this entire time. Maybe you were too distracted by everything else that you couldn't take a moment to actually think about it.

'Kyoya Ootori is the winner! The white team wins!'

Tamaki collapses onto his knees dramatically "Wahh! I lost! It hurts! But it was a lot of fun! Wasn't it fun Kyoya? Isn't it nice having a youthful battle once in a while, without regard to how it could benefit you?"

Kyoya pauses, watching on in shock as Tamaki runs over to the rest of the host club, leaving the two of you staring back at eachother from opposite sides of the track.

You take the first move, slowly walking over to his and ressing a small kiss to his cheek "What was that for?" You shrug "tradition is it not? For winners of races to recieve a kiss"

"I'm sweaty" you hand him a towel "A bit late for that now"

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You have been on edge ever since setting foot outside of the arena, knowing that you had been putting off the dreaded conversation for long enough, that the moment that you two got back to the apartment there was really no excuse anymore.

However it turns out that Kyoya had similar plans, placing the papers from the previous day on the counter "what have I missed in this past week?"

you sigh " We need to talk" he raises a brow at your sudden seriousness, leaning back on the sofa "Okay, about?"

"My grandmother, the emancipation papers was only one of her requests"

"I see"

"I can handle her, but she raised a...point to me" you sit opposite him "A point?"

You sigh "Are we still engaged?" you are met with silence, Kyoya seemingly shutting down a little at the question "What?"

"I am here because of an agreement held together by our fathers, an agreement that has fallen apart thanks to us. There is no longer a reason for us to be engaged or for you to fund my living... or even, for me to be in Japan. Or at least no reason beyond choice"

Kyoya tilts his chin up, eyes glaze over as he thinks over your words "So what are you trying to say?"

"I'm not trying to say anything but there is that question, and I think there is a reason why we both have been putting off this conversation, because it has been simpler for us to pretend that we still have to observe the agreement but we don't... so where do we stand?"

Kyoya takes off his glasses, running a hand over his face "I...I don't know..."

"I...I like us...and what we have, but I...I think maybe we need to think about how much of our situation is actually...about our relationship...like I think we can both be honest in the fact that if we had not been engaged before we started to see eachother we probably not be engaged right now"

Kyoya sits up straight "I don't know... I just, need to think"

Next time on patience....'The wizard of Ouran!'

'Y/n finds herself in another strange land and she and Kyoya have a big decision to make Find out next time on patience!'

We'll see you then!'

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As per my earlier post, ohshc/patience discord server is now live!

(it is a bit bare bones for a while, but currently working on it)

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Patience S2:09: ~Strike three for Tamaki and Kyoya!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: Tamaki and Kyoya fall out on a catastrophic level and you have a peculiar visit ➼ what to expect: "Speaking of, my other point of visit, why are you still here?" ➼ warnings: none ➼S2:08 / S2:10

"Nana?" You remain sat frozen staring at the enterance. You were unsure she has ever left europe before never mind come to Japan, and yet there she was, in Japan, at the host club of all places.

"Well then? Stand up, let me see you" Slowly you raise yourself out of your seat "Nana what are you doing here?"

"Well, given recent events despite you now holding the most power within the family and essentially exiling your father you are still, at the end of the day, not an adult, call it a welfare check if you must"

You nervously glance to the curious eyes of the rest of the host club, they knew very little about yours and Kyoya's extracurricular escapades in the corporate world and that was on purpose. They know parts, but certainly not anywhere near the extent of what happened "Nana let's not have this conversation here"

"Madam may I interest you in a cup of tea? Club hours are about to start but you are welcome to stay." Tamaki steps forwards "No that's alright I did not know that you would be busy with... what club is this?"

"A ho-"

"Hockey club! It's a hockey club, it's an end of season party! haha- yeah..." you stare at each member of the host club with wide eyes, urging them all to play along and not tell your religious european grandmother that her granddaughter was in a host club.

"Right... well enjoy your...hockey party then, y/n please call me as soon as you can, we have many things to discuss"

You nod, watching Nana leave the host club, how she knows her way around the school you don't know. "I thought your grandmother didn't speak english" Kyoya questioned.

"That is my Nonna, that was my maternal grandmother"

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Strike three for Tamaki and Kyoya!

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"Haruhi what are you doing? Are you having a staring contest with that fruit?" Honey asks as the two of you watch her battling wits with the dragonfruit before her, theming of the ryuku islands had you and Tamaki importing in a range of tropical fruits into the host club. "I've never seen this fruit before. I was wondering how to eat it. Can you eat a dragon fruit whole? Skin and all?"

Kyoya steps forward "Is it your first time seeing one? You can't eat the skin. Here, give it to me" he plucks the fruit from Haruhi's grasp.

"Oh, Kyoya, you don't need to peel it for me-"

"No, Mori will do it" he hands the fruit

"Hmm... the taste is hard to describe, but it's not bad." Haruhi eats a piece "What do you mean 'not bad'? I don't understand, what's the point of eating if it doesn't suit your taste perfectly?"

"Don't make me laugh Kyoya Ootori, I thought I smelled tropical fruits and look what I found, you're hardly qualified to talk about fruit" Kuze appears in the doorway of the host club.

"Listen here Kyoya, you may not see the point of eating dragon fruit, but it's rich in protein, vitamins and materials, and that skin you said was inedible is delicious pickled, your ignorance is appalling Kyoya"

"Kuze, you make a good point, here are the skins, enjoy" Kyoya drops the dragon fruits skins into Kuzes barehands. "Aren't you acting a little childish? Could it be that I hurt your pride?"

"No, no, not at all, I was merely voicing my opinion of its taste." he shrugs it away "Oh there you are, Takeshi" Kuze's fiance wanders in behind him "Miss Mitsuyama, welcome!"

"Please excuse Takeshi, he still wants to compete with Kyoya, he's stupid and doesn't learn" This captures Tamaki's attention turning to Kuze and Kyoya.

"You're so aggravating, how about it? How about a contest?"

"No thank you, my father taught me not to enter meaningless battles" Kyoya stares back at Kuze with an aggravating smile. "You must compete with him Kyoya!" Tamaki jumps in.

"Tamaki?"

"It's sports! Men must challenge each other through sports! They strengthen their friendships through sweat and clashes of will!"

"Relax Tamaki, there's never been any friendship between Kuze and me." Kyoya waves him off, to Kuze's protest who is clearly not happy with the dismissal.

Tamaki seems to take no notice "Yes, I see it clearly, this is a time for sports! Everything just came together in my mind! I hearby propose, that we hold the first-ever ouran high school sports festival!"

You have to fight the urge to face palm, you were worn out of festivals at this point, not to mention despite your insistence of being on a hockey team, you were not as athletic as you'd like. not to mention Kyoya looks less than impressed.

"Count me in" Unsurprisingly Kuze leapt at the opportunity to compete.

However somehow before you know it Tamaki gets the approval of the chairman for the festival. Much to Tamaki's enjoyment as he bounces around the host club "I'm the chairman of the sports festival committee and the vice general of the red team!"

he then turns to Kyoya "Kyoya, you and I are going to fight man to man! and thereby deepen our friendship!"

"You're making me participate in this worthless event in the name of friendship?"

"I-I'm sorry about that, but...I thought you'd have fun too"

"Really? To me, it's nothing but nonsense" Kyoya decides that he has had enough, getting up to leave "Kyoya!"

"I don't like exerting effort without a benefit to me, and I refuse to be the white general"

"Kyoya!"

"Tamaki. Sorry but I won't play along, I don't like what you're doing and frankly I'm tired of your schemes." he leaves the room.

The rest of you remain stunned, staring at the open doorway.

"No... is he really mad?" Kaoru muttered.

"He said there's no benefit to participating, but maybe he really feels like Tama has betrayed them"

"Why...? I didn't mean... I just... it would be fun to compete against Kyoya. If I won, I could make him keep out his kotatsu all year long" You sigh "Excuse me" you leave the room.

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"Kyoya" you are just shy of calling his name when you finally spot him, he pauses and relaxes slightly when realising it is only you, allowing you to catch up.

However, when you do so you realise you actually had no idea what to say to him. "I'm furious with him" He shakes his head, the two of you carrying on down the hall "...do you think I maybe went too far? Sometimes that idiot deserves it"

"I..." This was not the first time that the two of them had fought, the last time being when Tamaki and the twins messed up your apartment. While despite their polar opposite personalities the two of them do incredibly well, but sometimes that falls apart completely, sometimes Tamaki goes farther than Kyoya's patience can stretch.

"Hey, Kyoya" Kuze appears once again. "I head you're the white team's general. Having much success?"

"No, I turned it down"

"Well that's no surprise, I thought you would. After all, you're just Suoh's toady, can't suck up to him and compete against him at the same time, huh? But if you surrender and let him win, then his success will reflect on you, it must be rough. You're an ootori, but only the third son"

"Kuze-" you go to say some choice words back but Kyoya grabs hold of your wrist, silently telling you to not engage. "I'm not talking to you Kuze" he pulls the two of you past Kuze and further down the hall.

"He has a point though who would surrender to that idiot" he mutters to himself.

"You're not seriously listening to him Kyoya" You had seen him mad before, you had seen him mad at Tamaki before, but not like this.

"I am sick of him just coming up with these schemes and expecting the rest of us to fall in line, he's a spoiled brat"

"Kyoya!"

"Y/n do you not remember what he did to your apartment? You were far to forgiving of him them why I do not know"

"Kyoya he is your best friend, I know that you will never admit that but he is, and if you are about to argue that then who else would it be? Tamaki goes too far sometimes but you forget what he has also done for you"

"Done what? Y/n, what has he done?" he snapped at you. You sigh, knowing what he can't be talked to when he's like this "fine Kyoya, do what you want, but I promise you this is going to end badly, lumping in Tamaki with Kuze of all people is mad"

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You return to your apartment alone that evening, while Kyoya spent most days there now this was one of the days that you both silently decided that it would be best that he goes to the Ootori house that day.

However, you did not expect your grandmother to be sat waiting for you "Nana? How did you find out where I live?"

"I had a very long and tiresome conversation with your father, but clearly the sod is good for some things" you freeze at the mention, if there is one person on this earth who may just hate that man more than you it is her. She would never talk to that man willingly, so the fact that she did is a bad sign.

"I see, and how did you get in? because not even he had a key"

"Oh I just waited for your cleaner, you know how persuasive I can be" you place your school bag down on the counter "Okay that's a security concern, lovely. Would you like a drink?"

"Tea dear"

You nod, walking to fill up the kettle "Why are you here Nana? Why did you travel all the way across the world to see me, you have my number?"

"It is as I said, your father has hidden himself away on whatever private island he's gone to die, and instead of your aunt taking over the l/g group as I would have assumed I hear that you, a child, now have control of the l/n group? Naturally I had to come and see for myself what on earth has happened to my granddaughter while you have been in Japan"

You raise an eyebrow, stirring the cup of tea "Control is a small exaggeration, I have appointed appropriate regents in place until I graduate university. That being said, do you know why I did what I did?" You place the teacup down in front of her.

"I dread to think"

"Because father was corrupt, he had been covering up some...heinous things, it is quite a long story that you do not need to know."

You sit opposite her around the kitchen island "well that comes as no surprise, the awful man he is" she takes a sip of tea. "I told your mother not to marry him"

"I know Nan, I know" she pauses, putting the cup down "You look so much like her you know?"

You pause, that was a first, for months you have kept on being compared to your father, not one mention of the other half of you. "I do?"

She hums "More than ever, when you were younger you used to bare a striking resemblance to him but when I entered the club room today I nearly didn't recognise you at all"

"I see..."

"If only she knew about what you have done, she would have been proud"

You roll your eyes, standing "Would she really? Because I don't think we are similar in that respect" you walk to the fridge

"Don't be like that, your mother didn't have the same options that you do, surely you see why she did what she did"

you huff, closing the fridge door "I do, god I do, but at the same time, running away from him I get, but running away from me, from you, disappearing. That I don't get"

She sighs "Marriage is a different beast dear, nothing is that simple" taking a sip of tea "Speaking of, my other point of visit, why are you still here?"

You freeze "What?"

"Your arrangement was effectively null the moment that both of your fathers were dethroned, there is no financial or company reason for your marriage to hold, that being said I would have thought that you would have transferred out of Japan over the summer"

You don't move, processing the realisation that it was true, the only reason why you and kyoya were engaged was to hold together an agreement surrounding the ootori group's neglect, an agreement that you had dismantled.

She was right, you shouldn't be there anymore. And you, really, shouldn't still be engaged to Kyoya.

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"If red wins, I'll leave out the kotatsu all year" Kyoya announces as he enters the host club the next morning, a frustrated you entering silently behind him. The rest of the host club staring at him stunned at the entrance "Kaoru do we have a white team roster?"

"Uh... it's in the student council room"

"Honey, would you start coaching practice tomorrow? I'll devise a strategy based on data analysis of each player's strengths" Honey jumps at the opportunity to be useful "Yes! I'll coach"

You still stand slightly awkwardly in the doorframe "Just so we're clear, I'm not getting involved in this, I have enough going on"

Tamaki catches sight of Kyoya, launching his direction "Kyoya! My friend! You changed your mind! Now we can fight man to man!"

"No. This is merely a way to vent my anger, I'll crush both you and Kuze! Victory belongs with the white team, but you can try to scrape by on friendship and enthusiasm"

Haruhi wanders over to you "What is going on?"

You sigh, shaking your head as you watch over the chaos "I don't know, I think this has been building up for a while. The problem is while I want to intervene and stop this madness I don't think it would be for the best if I did. The problem is that Tamaki is blind to the actual emotions of people he cares about, and Kyoya does not understand that while he may not realise it there are things to be gained from events like this that is not business wise"

You sigh, watching on "No I think this is going to need to be a lesson they learn by themselves"

You only hope that they can hold it all together when they do

Next time on patience....'Kyoya's big choice!'

'The sports festival of ouran academy is underway will Tamaki and Kyoya make up and will y/n make a choice of a lifetime Find out next time on patience!'

We'll see you then!'

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Can't pretend chapter one: Ex Machina

➼ pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader ➼ summary: The team is brought in to help on a case that you and spencer have been working on undercover for the past six months. ➼ what to expect:  "Only if you admit that you're enjoying this too" ➼ warnings: CM typical violence- minimal detail ➼ Prologue | Part two

The only light emitting from the history department was the old warm lighting from the hallways, almost all the classrooms packed up for the day bar one.

Sitting within the warm lighting of the old lamps in the school buildings, the smell of chalk and dust in the air, was a famed professor completing his fifth crossword of the evening.

The distant footsteps out in the hallway did not even register in his mind, too busy thinking of a thirteen letter term of a sudden godly resolution. But he should have, for someone so smart he made it far too easy.

No, for someone who would presumably be so susceptive it should not have taken him until I was in the room for him to realise. But that's just how these types are, secure. Too secure.

A mind with an 179 IQ slashed to zero just like my knife into his chest, almost a waste, almost.

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Ex Machina

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"So I'll get straight to the point we have a big case" Emily drops the case file on the table of the meeting room of the briefing room of the BAU. "As we all know our very own Dr Reid has been on a high profile undercover case for the past few months, he should still be there however this morning a message came in through his one line of communication this morning, he and his partner are at risk of being compromised and he needs our help from our end to catch the unsub or unsubs"

"Unsubs? They think it could be a team?" JJ raises an eyebrow, flicking through the case file

"The murders that they are investigating has possible ties to organised crime so it is possible that there are multiple unsubs" Garcia nods, turning to the screen as he taps away at her tablet "Reid and his partner will brief us over call from their safe houses imminently as soon as he figures out the technology, so bear with as we all know how our beloved doctor is very much analogue and not digital, ah!"

With a slight glitch crime scene photos are quickly replaced by a split screen of their very own Spencer Reid, and a woman they do not recognise, you. "Oh my god it's really you! Hi!" Garcia fawns over the appearance of spencer. It has been months since you and spencer had been assigned to new haven, and as protocol is for most deep cover cases, you had both gone completely cut off from your previous lives prior to the case for that reason. Spencer mutters a happy but also somewhat shy hello at the greetings of the BAU.

"And you must be Dr y/n l/n" Prentiss nods to the other side of the screen where you are sat, slightly left out of the loop of what is going on. "Yes I am, it's nice to put names to faces Spencer speaks quite highly of you all"

"I would say likewise but that would have been breaking protocol if he did"

"While I love all this reunion banter i'm afraid we do not have much time"

The two of you nod over the call "Right"

"For the past six months Dr Reid and I have been undercover investigating a series of murders surrounding Harvard university"

"Whoever this unsub is seems to be targeting academics and leaving puzzles and codes at the crime scenes, some of the ones which we have deciphered point towards a cartel that has been operating in the area"

"The only problem is, the unsub is onto us, a note was left at the most recent murder that we believe was addressed to us"

"'To my two old friends, I see you have made your opening move, but be warned, I live to find a mate, I await your response' well that is interesting, somewhat resembles the letters Jack the ripper would leave" JJ's brows furrow as she reads the scanned version of the note from her tablet.

"Yes but those letters were taunting the police the language in this letter is very different, welcoming to Reid and L/n"

"There's also a line that sticks out to me 'i live to find a mate' while it is obviously is referring to a checkmate in chess it implies a sexual aspect in the murders that was not evident prior to this murder" You ramble slightly

"What's the victimology?"

"So far it is varied, no preference of gender or seemingly age or class the only through line it seems that all the victims have an IQ at a minimum of 150" You nod in confirmation of Reid's explanation "Although we have noticed more overkill in the men"

A buzz of your burner phone draws your attention away from the call "Sorry I'm gonna have to cut this short my source in the cartel has just messaged to meet I'm gonna have to go"

"Of course, the last thing you should do right now is disrupt routine and risk compromising your cover"

"It was nice to meet you all" You blip out of the call.

"Oh my god" JJ mutters in entertainment now that you are missing from the call "What is it?" Spencer raises an eyebrow. "Are you kidding? Have you noticed that Dr l/n sounds just like you?" Emily speaks up.

"Really? You think?"

"Yeah you have the same almost the exact same inflections in your voice when you explain things, you two are so similar"

"Trust me, me and Dr l/n are nothing alike"

"How are you?"

"I'm okay, still getting used to it all I think"

Emily sits up "Reid you said that the unsub is onto you and Dr l/n, do you two need to be pulled out?"

"We don't have any reason to believe that the unsub knows our identities so I think it is a little early to right now, the unsub just knows there's two people after him"

"Okay just...be careful"

"I will,

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6 months ago...

For someone who has spent over a decade in the FBI he did not know what to expect from the house that the FBI placed him with, he was expecting a barebones house, absolute basics, when in actuality there was an profound amount of depth of character in the house it was almost unsettling, stepping into a house for the first time that he has already supposedly lived in.

"You must be Reid" you were already waiting for him in the kitchen as he arrived, helped yourself to a cup of coffee, not being able to resist the urge to immediately profile you, you were confident, clearly more experienced in these kinds of things than he was. "Yes, Dr Spencer Reid, nice to meet you...."

However it was telling how much was false for the assignment and how much was real that would take longer. He was not told much about who would also be on the case with him but from the sounds of it he expected someone more like him, a stereotypical bookworm he supposed or even someone like Penelope. But the woman standing in front of him was far from it.

"Dr y/n l/n"

"You're a doctor also?" Spencer has a habit to avoid his eyes wandering, a symptom of his fast moving train of thought, taking in how you were dressed, pencil skirt, leather jacket, those were th only things seemingly computing.

"Don't sound so surprised, you know why we were both selected for this case, I'm right in saying this is your first time with an assignment like this right? Coffee?"

"Please, and yes, I've done the odd undercover here and there but nothing this...involved, also the last time I did it didn't go down very well..." he instinctively shook his head at the reminder of Kat.

You nodded with pursed lips, pouring him a cup of coffee "Well, in a way this is easier, like method acting a suppose, how many degrees?"

"Hm?"

Your head tilted to the side with a smirk "Come on, you heard me, don't act like you didn't wanna ask the same thing"

"Six, you?"

"Five, how many of them PHD's?"

"Three" "Ditto, you've been assigned to investigate in harvard right?"

Spencer did not know at what point this had descended into an interview on his part but there he was, finding himself answering your questions with little hesitation "Yes."

"Okay, great... now this is going sound a bit blunt so forgive me but you need to forget everything you just told me"

"What?"

"The key to deep cover is not drawing attention to yourself, becoming so bland that no one thinks twice about you, effectively becoming invisible" You hand over a file containing details and documents of his cover story "not to mention we are chasing a killer who is targeting academics, so, from now on, you are Mr. Arthur Simmons, with one degree, a Masters in physics with an iq of 130"

"Got it" Spencer nodded, giving a thumbs up as he flicked through the file.

"Beyond that I'm sure you'll be fine if you've done some light undercover work before, I'm sure you know basic protocol like no contact with friends and family, stuff like that."

"I must admit...you aren't what I expected"

"Yeah...I get that a lot...but it's also my job so I guess it can't hurt"

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"Amelia, you're late"

"I told you to call me Amy, you sound like my parents" You shrug off your jacket, dropping it behind the bar "you know Simon doesn't like it when people are late"

"I know, sorry, it just took me a while to get away from my husband" You had always found it strange that the FBI had placed you both in a house together, this was the first time you had ever been on assignment where your cover is married to another agent, the words 'husband' and 'married' still feel foreign in your mouth six months later.

"Ew"

"Not like that you pervert, you know that he doesn't know I do all this" Tom laughs, leaning back against the bar "If you say so, I'd just stay out of Simon's way today he's on one"

"Am I now?" You near jump out your skin at the sudden voice behind you, turning around to realise that Simon is indeed stood behind you "You're late"

"I am, couldn't get away without questions being asked" the man in question hums "I suppose that can be understandable, I am a reasonable man after all, however you and I have a different problem"

"oh?"

"You see, I've noticed you haven't quite been pulling your weight around here"

"Simon I told you I'm happy to make connections for you but I ain't hurtin people it's not my style"

"That's fine yet you haven't been making any connections in a while now have you?"

"we get a lot of collage students and there's a murderer at the college at the moment, people don't wanna take risks at the moment" you jump behind the bar, cleaning glasses.

"I suppose so, but the point still stands Amelia, we need more people, so you better get creative" sighing you put on a disingenuous smile "Sure"

"good" Simon walks off "I told you" Tom whispers loudly next to you "whatever"

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"Hey" You sigh out a greeting as you re-enter the house for the night. Spencer had been back a while, having left the building at 5pm, sat in the kitchen with the blinds drawn as he reviews the case files "how was 'work'?"

"You know you don't have to put in quotations, it is my job to be there"

"You know what I meant" he mutters, brows furrowed as he studied these codes that had been stumping the two of you for weeks "Spencer you're going to give yourself a headache if you keep doing that...have you got the phone"

"Yeah" He throws it over to you "It's just something about the script that is bothering me"

"I was thinking about that" you bite your tongue, tapping the contact for the secure hotline "What if the cipher was created by the unsub?"

Spencer's head snaps up at the question "What?" you shrug, suddenly feeling exposed "The symbols aren't from any known ciphers that are in the FBI database nor either of our knowledges, you said that your friend Garcia did a scan for similar codes?"

"Yeah, she came up empty"

"So the cipher is personal and unique to the unsub"

"But why? The profile we have built so far suggests that the unsub is an intellectual narcissist who feels overlook and needs to show the world how smart he is, surely the messages left at the disposal sites are for the world, the public or law enforcement, why use made up cipher with a script and symbols personal to him?"

You shrug, leaning forward against the kitchen island "To taunt us? To show that he is smarter than all of us by creating a cipher he knows we can't break"

Spencer mulled it over, biting the inside of his cheek "Possibly"

"Either way...perhaps we should start approaching it as a self made cipher even if it isn't, may get us a bit farther"

You lean over his shoulder to take a glance of the file "That's easier said than done" you hum in agreement "We need a board somewhere to lay it all out, start with the most common symbols, The most recurring is most likely the letter e, e is-"

"-the most commonly used letter in the English language" spencer finishing your sentence causes you to pause, this happens a lot, the two of you are so used to having to explain things to the people around you that you both have gotten used to doing it unnecessarily. "yeah."

You step back, realising that you are leaning a little too close for a colleague, choosing to sit up on the counter behind you, studying Spencer's facial features. His brows furrowed as he stares down at the messages left at the disposal sites, cheeks hollowed out as his lips purse, something however tugging at the corner of them.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" you had to admit it was an entertaining watch, although you realise that you probably should not have been looking for as long as you did "What? n-no- of course not I'm just- these messages have been bothering me-"

Your laughing cuts him off "Whoa, calm down, I can't exactly be one to judge, but just admit it, the puzzles, the codes, deep down you enjoy solving them"

He leans back, straightening out as looks back at you "I thought I was the profiler here" You smirk, shrugging "I'm a fast learner" you push yourself back up to stand close to him, not backing down as your chin tilts upwards to look him dead in the eyes "Just admit it, I've seen you solved three crosswords in the morning in the time it takes you to finish a cup of coffee you are itching for a mental challenge and you don't want to admit that you're enjoying this because seven people are dead"

"Only if you admit that you're enjoying this too" his voice drops slightly, somehow a softer and rougher feel to it at the same time, not backing down either.

"Touché" Something about it incited a strange feeling in your ribcage, it wasn't a fluttering-no- you know it is not that, but it wasn't exactly a displeasant feeling either.

The ringtone of the phone causes the two of you to jump apart slightly, clearing your throat as you pick it up "Hello?"

"Hi! Your wonder woman in the chair here with some... disturbing news"

"Go on Garcia"

"So I was attempting to put together a timeline of the murders that have so far been tied to the unsub and as JJ so correctly pointed out is that the earliest murder in the timeline is far too sophisticated for this to be the unsub's first killing"

"Yeah we thought so as well but with no earlier match in M.O. we figured that the unsub is mostly has a background as hitman or possibly military"

"And that is a valid assumption, but, to double check because it wouldn't be the first time I ran the parameters through interpol's database thanks to Emily and I got a hit in London, England"

"What there were similar murders?"

"Not quite, robberies, museums, banks, very James Bond. Nearly didn't catch it but it certainly has the same cipher that this unsub is using"

"Garcia do you mind sending the details of that case over to us?"

"Oh Dr l/n you are yet to learn my brilliance, it's already in your inbox, Garcia out" the two of you exchange glances of shock and confusion as the phone hangs up. "Well, that certainly changes the profile..."

"Indeed" Spencer sighs, leaning back against the counter, you raise an eyebrow "I'll start on the cipher you start on the robberies?"

"Sounds like we've got work to do"

Next time on can't pretend: 'Borderline'

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Patience S2:08:~The twins take the runway!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader ➼ summary: You are called upon to help the fate of the twins family's reputation ➼ what to expect: "that is nothing to do with your ego and everything to do with the fact that you look good in purple" ➼ warnings: none ➼S2:07 / S2:09

"What on earth?"

You had a plan set out for today, a vintage beach movie vibe host club that had been on the calendar for a few months now, so when you enter the host club for the morning expecting a simulated beach like Tamaki had said you were just shy of shocked to find nothing of the sort.

Instead, there were so man clothes racks that you can't see the back wall of the host club, and mannequins, so many mannequins it is starting to give you a slight uncanny valley effect.

"Y/n! Good! You're here, slight change of plans!" Tamaki jumps out from within the clothes "Clearly, why does the host club look like we're about to start our own design house?"

"Because we are y/n-chan!" Honey arises from a pile of fabric, your jaw drops "What?" Kyoya appears next to you, hand you a magazine, front headline stating that the future of the Hitachiin company is in jeopardy.

"Seriously you two? If you're gonna pull random pranks on people you know better than to do it somewhere that you aren't going to be photographed by the press" You turn to the twins, who look awfully blaze about it all.

"We've already gotten the lecture from our mother y/n, we don't need to hear it again" Hikaru sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"So why are we starting a design house in the host club?"

"The outside world thinks that Hiakru and Kaoru are unfit to take over the family business when it comes to it so, we are proving that they are capable by hosting a fashion show!" Tamaki exclaims, throwing around various garments.

"Right...that sounds....interesting....wait, why did you text me an sos then?"

"Well we need models for it, obviously, and we are kind of short of feminine members of the host club"

"Oh great" you sarcastically smile "why don't you get some of the guests to model, i'm sure they would jump at the opportunity"

"Oh we are aswell....but you know... the more the merrier "You squint at the three of them. They're up to something, you can tell, it's just a matter of what.

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The twins take the runway!

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Somehow this all quickly descends into you being stood on a pedestal in a corner of the host club, your fellow members surrounding you in a flurry of discussions about fabrics and designs, all somehow gaining pairs of glasses and measuring tapes as if to complete the 'tailor look'

"Hey Haruhi, doesn't Mei like fashion design? Maybe she would be interested in this"

"Oh yeah, she probably will, I keep waking up in the morning to the sound of her hemming her skirts, I'll call her"

"Takashi is that a 3 or an 8?" Honey squints at the tape measure, you shift slightly at the idea of looking at your sizes. "don't worry about that Honey I have her measurements" Kyoya mutters.

"Wait what?"

He raises an eyebrow "Have you never questioned why the holiday houses happen to have clothes and shoes in your size?"

"Of course i have...."

"What did you think was happening?"

"....clothes fairy" you mutter.

"You would look good in Blue y/n"

"You think?"

"Yeah you have a certain...alice in wonderland quality about you"

"Thanks...I think?" Once again you stand there question how on earth you have ended up in this situation, becoming a mannequin for the twins, a nightmare of yours and a dream of theirs.

"It's a compliment, don't worry, we'll make sure you look good, we're planning a statement piece for you, all the attention focuses on you"

You let out a nervous laugh "Haha-haha-greaaat"

The host club stares back at you with eyebrows raised as your reaction, "You good y/n"

"Great, why wouldn't I be, what girl wouldn't love to be stared at on a pedestal by a crowd of people in an industry that is overly critical on women's bodies...I'm just peachy"

"Oh that's right, y/n has stage fright... well that does put a spanner in the works" Tamaki pondered over it, scratching at his chin.

"Oh well there goes our finale" the twins pout in the corner, you know what they are trying to do, that being guilt tripping you into helping them. However while you can't easily be sued by guilt tripping, someone else in the host club can.

"It really is a tragedy, poor y/n who longs for the spotlight but can never step into it because of her fear, like a sad little caterpillar waiting to become a butterfly! Y/n this is the perfect opportunity for you to step out into the light and flourish! We will help you conquer your fear and save the twins business" Tamaki declares into the air.

"Please I am begging you not to"

"I know its scary for you y/n but you will be better for it and find your passion once again"

You sigh, turning to Haruhi "I'm not gonna get out of this am i?"

"Nope"

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"Now y/n" somehow despite your protest you now find yourself on a makeshift stage in the hostclub, an interrogatory spotlight shining on you. "There are a few ways we can try and cure your stage fright"

"Exposure therapy"

"Positive reinforcement"

"Imagining we're all naked" Kaoru suggests

"I'd rather not, the last thing i wanna think about is you lot naked" you grimace at the twins "You'd only get jealous you can't see the real thing anyway"

"Okay! No nudity! and no exposure therapy! Next idea"

"Maybe we should consider what triggers her stage fright, you weren't always like this were you y/n-senpai?" Honey shyly mumbles at your pushback.

"No...I...no I wasn't"

"Good idea Honey-Senpai! Here y/n" Tamaki pulls out one of the host clubs sofas out from behind the clothes racks, urging you to lie down on it, him and the twins sitting at an arms distance away, clipboards appearing out of nowhere as they cross their legs in unison. "Tell us where it all began"

"I feel like this crosses a few professional boundaries"

"It would if this was a professional host club, but its not"

You huff in frustration, head falling back against the arm of the sofa and staring up to the ceiling. "Fine, what do you all know?"

"Not much, just that your father said a few things to you after a performance and it led you to quit performing for good"

"Well that's basically it, have you ever seen the movie dead poets society?" you earn a few nods.

"It's a similar situation to that, my father believes that any time spent on creative pursuits was time wasted, one day he came to a production I was in...I didn't expect him to praise anything but afterwards he drilled in how I should feel ashamed of myself, that if I am neglecting my studies for such things I should at least have...talent"

"That's horrible"

"you're not even a bad performer, we saw you sing during the Lobelia performance"

"Well I don't know about that but I just...the words stick with me whenever I'm on stage, I'm just conscious of it, my fathers words don't usually hold much weight with me but something about that just..."

"Y/n you were young and he is your dad you don't have to justify it to us"

You roll your eyes "Still, I know it's silly"

"Perhaps a fashion show is exactly what you need y/n, I know you don't like the idea of exposure therapy but mixing that with positive reinforcement could be good for you"

"Thanks tamaki but I don't really need you complimenting me when I know its for the sake of helping my stage fright"

"It won't be us doing it though, we continue the plan as it was, you go out with the statement piece of the night, it will go well and there is any criticism of the night it will be on the twins designs not on you"

"that's quite optimistic Tamaki"

"And that is quite pesimistic, y/n"

"Come on, y/n" Hikaru places his hands on your shoulders, appearing behind you on the sofa "You are our friend we would never embarras you on purpose"

"You literally make a point of doing that on the daily"

"Okay, well, our reputation is also on the line this time"

You sigh, "fine, but this is the last time, if anything goes wrong y'all cannot ask me to go on stage again"

The host club lines up to salute you. "Yes ma'am!"

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A week later you are pacing back and forth 'backstage' at the twins fashion show, while you've been getting random words of encouragement from various people across the week they didn't offer much comfort.

The dress was amazing, that you couldn't deny that the twins have certainly outdone themselves but still cycling through your mind were all the possible things that could go wrong, tripping over, a technical malfunction, or god forbid a wardrobe malfunction.

"Dear? Are you back here?" Kyoya pulls back the curtain that you have somewhat been hiding behind "Hi" You you shoot him a nervous smile.

"Oh my..."

"Don't, please, I've heard enough attempts to cure my ego this week" he raises an eyebrow, stepping fully into the small sectioned off area "Is that what you think I was going to do?

"Am I wrong?"

"I was going to say that you look amazing, but that is nothing to do with your ego and everything to do with the fact that you look good in purple"

"Wow two compliments in one sentence from Kyoya Ootori... you're overdoing it a little which is how I know this is at least a little bit about my self esteem but thank you anyway"

"You'll be fine just try to take things slowly" you nodded, closing your eyes as you breathe in and out deeply. "y/n" Kaoru pops his head through the curtain "You're on in a min"

Your eyes shoot open, like a deer caught in headlights as your eyes frantically dart between the two of them. "Right...right..." you follow Kaoru out.

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"The exhibition was not only innovative but inspired, a well balanced mix of reminiscing on the illustrious history of the Hitachiin family fashion dynasty and hinting to the future, snatching their spots as rightful heirs by force after recent questioning of their eligibility. Eyes glued to their final piece of the night pictured left modelled by y/n l/n."

"Yes Hikaru I get it you don't have to read out the article again" you pinch the bridge of your nose, developing a headache "just making a point"

"Hello?" A knock on the door captures tamaki's attention, an older woman stood within it "I am looking for y/n l/n?"

You raise an eyebrow, sitting up from where you were laid down on the sofa "Nana?"

Next time on patience....'Strike three for Tamaki and Kyoya!'

'Mommy and daddy of the host club have had it, meanwhile y/n is trying to piece back together a different family Can the cold kyoya and the overemotional Tamaki work things out? Find out next time on patience!

We'll see you then!'

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New parts for patience and can't pretend are coming soon, its just april and i'm a uni student so i'm getting my arse kicked with assignment rn

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➼ Spencer Reid x fem!reader ➼ last updated: 27.4.25 ➼ genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut maybe

Prologue Chapter one: Ex machina Chapter two: Borderline (Coming soon!)

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Can't pretend: Prologue

➼ pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader ➼ summary: A fictional season 18 where you and reid are on an undercover mission. ➼ warnings: cm typical violence ➼ Part one

"Madness and genius are two sides of the same coin" - John Hendy

Spencer did not know why he agreed to go into deep cover, perhaps it was because the case intrigued him, perhaps it was because it needed a change, so much has happened in recent years in the BAU: Prison, Kat, Derek leaving, Hotch leaving. Maybe living as someone else for a while was what he needed. But at the same time, how could he resist.

'There is what people are calling a possible second zodiac operating in new haven, targeting seemingly random indviduals and leaving codes of different kinds at each scene, we have a strong lead that these murders are connected to Harvard and a cartel that has been operating nearby, you and your partner will be going undercover in the area, she will be investigating the lead with the cartel, while you will be posing as a researcher operating out of Harvard university, given the nature of these crimes we have assigned this to our agents with the greatest aptitude for academics and ciphers, hence why you were selected for this case as well as your partner who has more experience in deep cover, she will brief you on protocol'

He couldn't say that it didn't intrigue him, that it was being paired with seemingly an academic equal, after sticking out like a sore thumb within the BAU for years he wondered what it was like to meet someone…similar.

That was until he met you, and realised that the two of you are not as similar as he thought.

Up next on Can't pretend: 'Part one: Ex machina'

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