#HOW MUCH I SHOOK AND SCREAM WATCHING THIS EPISODE

[piko-power]

Currently loosing my fucking mind at the moment, how's everyone else doing today?

[multi-fxndom446]

Remember me

Zoro x reader

Summary: you and the other straw hats lose your memory and you put yourself in between a fight with Zoro and Luffy and Zoro feels guilty about it when he regains his memory.

Warning: very slight angst I suppose. Happy ending. Ig you could say a little spicy at the end but not much else.

Word count: 3.6K

based off of that 5 episode filler where the straw hats lose there memory

God I have such a fixation on his earrings😭

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“Y/n!” Luffy screamed for you as you took a protective stance in front of him. Shielding him from the attack that was coming his way.

You gritted your teeth together while you tried to hold onto the man’s hands in front of you, trying to be careful to not grab onto the sharp parts of his swords. But it was proving difficult.

You didn’t even know why you jumped in front of the guy with a straw hat or why you were protecting him from such a terrifying person. You had no idea who either of them were yet you felt a sense of duty to the both of them.

From what Luffy explained to you on the ship, you all were friends. You wouldn’t have been so inclined to believe him if the black haired girl hadn’t said the same things. But still even with what Luffy told you, you didn’t know why you felt your heart hurting having to stop this green haired man from hurting your supposed captain.

~~

When you woke up the morning before you were lost and so confused. You squinted as a ray of light hit you in the face and you looked up from your spot on the ground to see a man stood above you, staring.

Your mouth opened in surprise while you took the rest of him in. He had a hand resting on three swords?! He had a glare on his face but you almost got a feeling that was just the way he looked.

“Who are you?” He demanded but still you said nothing. You sat up, keeping a very close eye on him. “Why were you sleeping up here next to me?”

“Next to you?!” You shook your head at the implication. “I couldn’t have been!”

“Well you were!” But you shook your head in denial again and he clenched his jaw in annoyance.

You backed away as far as you could when you saw that look on his face. “What were you doing sleeping next to me?!” You demanded and his jaw clenched tighter. When he went to say something the both of you heard someone call out to you to come down.

The man before you spared you one more glance before jumping down, you following his lead but down the ladder like a sane person.

For the rest of the time leading up to the orange haired girl and the same green haired man leaving you couldn’t help the sense of familiarity about it all, or about him specifically.

You watched him go until he was out of sight and the black haired girl led you to the kitchen to explain what she could.

You sat in absolute shock upon hearing the news that you were part of a pirate group. Not only that but the fact that green haired man had a 60 million berry bounty and you were supposedly sleeping right next to him?

When everyone beside you, and the ones you learned to be Sanji and Robin, fell asleep Robin found a seat next to you. “I suppose it is a little overwhelming if you don’t remember any of it huh?”

“A little.” You mumbled before glancing at her from the corner of your eye. “Hey was I really asleep next to the pirate hunter guy?”

Robin gave you a coy kind of smile and nodded slightly. “It wouldn’t surprise me if you were. You both tend to stick close to the other.” Again you were left in shock. “Though I don’t think either of you have admitted it I believe there’s some feelings between you.”

Sanji scoffed in disbelief. “That reckless idiot with someone so beautiful? I don’t believe it. How would that even happen?” Robin shrugged.

“I’m not sure myself I was the latest to join the crew. There’s still some things I don’t even know.” You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed at that. Apparently everyone that did remember got those memories taken from them.

Well that didn’t last long when the next few moments the kid taking the memories appeared on the ship to try and take more but ended up giving Luffys back on accident when Luffy kicked him off the head of the sheep.

The kid disappeared in the next moment but none of you seemed to care when Luffy turned to you all. “I have my memories back!” He shouted in glee but the rest of you didn’t know wether the be happy about that or not.

After he explained he was actually the captain and not Usopp you were even more confused. But he refused to let the other two go no matter how much Sanji and Usopp tried to bargain. “No! Y/n would want Zoro to stay! Wouldn’t you y/n?” Everyone’s eyes turned to you and immediately you held your hands up in defense.

“I-I don’t even know him!” Your apparent captain frowned at your answer but didn’t press it further.

It wasn’t until later when everyone was starting to settle down again after agreeing to go after the two in the morning that you found questions reappearing in your head about the green haired swordsman.

“Ah y/n!” Luffy called excitedly when you came to sit next to him. “Excited for tomorrow?!”

“Actually I was wondering if you could tell me more about this Zoro guy and why you asked if I’d want him to stay.” Luffy titled his head in confusion but nodded in understanding nonetheless.

“Well we found you and Zoro pretty close together if I remember right. You were captured by a pirate group that had taken you from your home and put you to work.” You glanced down and noticed Luffy clenching his fists tightly together as he recalled the time you met. “You were incredibly sick it may have been because of all the labor they were forcing you to do and the conditions they were making you do them in.”

“But Nami, Zoro and I destroyed that group and agreed to take you home. But when we got to your village..” Luffy trailed off and refused to meet your gaze. “You had no one. So we decided to take you with us. At the time you were still very sick even when we got the going merry. Your life was very touch and go for awhile but you hung in there until we found chopper who helped you.”

“I-“ you were at a loss for words. They took you in when you had no one left? They even helped nurse you back to health? “But what does that have to do with Zoro?”

“Oh yeah! Well he became pretty protective of you when you were sick because a lot of people tried to hurt you while you were defenseless but even after you got better he was still just as protective if not more.” Luffy smiled, “anywhere you’d go he would be close behind. If you didn’t want to go he’d stay on the ship with you or if he had to leave he’d bring back a present for you.”

“You felt safe with each other.” Robin chimed in out of nowhere and you turned to her in surprise. “It’s probably why he didn’t do anything to you while you were up in the crows nest defenseless. There’s still some part of all of you subconsciously understanding that we do know each other even if the rest of you can’t accept it.”

“And-and him and I aren’t together?” You asked timidly. Robin looked toward Luffy for the answer but Luffy looked just as confused about that question.

“I don’t think so?” He said as more of a question but still you were confused.

“Why?”

“Who knows?” Luffy shrugged, “maybe because Zoros an idiot sometimes.”

You stared at him in shock. “I see.” You had no idea what was going on but you couldn’t deny the fact that the swordsman felt familiar to you. No matter how much you wanted to deny it, you were starting to believe there words.

~~

Your hands shook as you tried your best to hold onto him. He seemed to be holding back for some reason and you recalled what Robin had said, it was as if subconsciously he knew this wasn’t right.

You didn’t remember him but you trusted Luffy and Robin. You had too. There was no other way to explain the missing pieces without their explanation.

Robin and the others beside you and Luffy had gone ahead to try and find the source of the problem. So there was no rescue beside them getting your memories back somehow

“Y/n stop!” Luffy shouted when he noticed your feet sliding in the dirt below. Zoros swords were sharp even an idiot could see the man in front of you could end your life in one fell swoop.

Luffy went to punch Zoro off you but in a split second the swordsman had thrown you over his shoulder but you forced him to follow suit by keeping a tight grip on his hands.

Though now seeing your current position you aren’t sure that was such a great idea.

He had you pinned, blade to one side of your throat while the one in his mouth was dangerously close to your face and the other was creeping up on the other side of your neck. Out of desperation you started speaking to him, “I know I don’t remember you and you don’t remember me. But I believe that straw hat guy and that other girl. Because your warmth feels to familiar to be foreign.” You said softly, wincing when you felt the tip of one of his blades pierce your skin.

“Y/n!” Luffy screamed and you saw he was powering himself up for another move but you held your hand out to stop him, your other hand coming to rest on Zoros cheek. An action that felt to familiar.

“It’s okay.” Zoro hesitated for a moment when you simply smiled at him the dark look in his eye softening slightly. “Somehow I know it’s going to be okay. So if this is what you need to do, go ahead.”

Tears pricked your eyes when you felt the blade cut further into your neck and you could feel your own blood dripping down the side of your neck. Your hand that was held out to stop Luffy came to hold onto the blade in his mouth. You cried out as blood gushed out of your palm and down your arm.

The other blade was close to the other side of your neck so you took a deep breathe and closed your eyes, preparing yourself to die when everything stopped and you felt the two blades at the side of your neck stop. “Y/n?” Came a shaky voice then next a flood of memories.

Your eyes shot open in shock. Zoro seemed just as shocked if not more when he realized he was not only pinning you to the ground but had your life just barely in his grasp.

“W-what the hells going on?” He asked while he removed the sword from his mouth. You winced as it finally released itself from your hand and he noticed immediately. He dropped all his swords to the ground and made a grab for your hand before he noticed the blood trickling down your neck. “What the hell did I do?!”

“It’s okay!” You cried happily, all the things Luffy told you on the ship coming back in full but this time in your perspective. “It’s okay! I’m okay!”

But before he could respond Luffy shot himself at Zoro, knocking the swordsman away from you and into the trees. “Zoro!”

“Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you to bad did he?!” Luffy asked as he kneeled bedside you and assessed the damage. When he stood next he had a glare on his face. “What the hell Zoro?!”

Zoro came out of the trees with a glare of his own. “I didn’t know Luffy!” He shouted as he made a beeline for you both again but he had an angry look on his face again.

Instead of going to you he grabbed his swords and started walking the path the others had gone. “Stay here with Y/n I have to go finish something.”

“Wait Zoro!” Luffy shouted and instead of doing what he asked he went chasing after him.

You titled your head to the side to watch them go and laughed to yourself softly before the action made you wince. “Yeah glad I’m not his enemy.” You sighed before closing your eyes and letting the world go dark.

~~

What felt like only a few minutes later which you’re sure was probably longer, you felt someone shaking you.

“Y/n! Wake up!” The voice sounded so close yet so far. “Y/n please wake up!!” He cried his voice laced with concern.

“Chopper!” Someone else called before you felt someone grab onto your shoulders and start roughly shaking you

“Ah Luffy!” Chopper shouted as your eyes opened just in time to see Zoro punch Luffy clear across the path and grab hold of you protectively.

“She’s injured idiot!” He yelled after him and Luffy stood up while rubbing his head.

“Well it was you who injured her.” And with this new information from Luffy Sanji was quick to kick Zoro in the head.

“Stop it!” Nami yelled before zoro could drop you recklessly to the ground to fight the cook, though Zoro wasn’t going to do that anytime soon. He didn’t even seem to notice the kick to the head because all he noticed was the way your eyes were staring up at him and the corners of your mouth were curled into a smile.

Chopper stopped briefly as well when he noticed you had woken up and not only that but you were laughing. “Y/n!” He said happily before he continued going through his bag.

“Are you okay?” Zoro asked softly and you could only nod your head while you looked up at him. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m okay.” You reassured but he couldn’t help but look down guiltily. “Though I am glad we aren’t enemies. That was exhausting even for such a short fight”

He could tell you were trying to lighten to mood and he decided to let you. “Which will never happen again alright? If I’m ever taken control of don’t try and get between me and whatever my target is. Alright?” You went to disagree but he stopped you. “I never want you to be on that side of my blades ever again so don’t try to be heroic against me okay? Please?”

You couldn’t argue with him. Not when he had that pleading look in his eyes. So instead you just nodded in agreement.

After Chopper wrapped your hand and stopped the bleeding on your neck you set off to the going merry again. You were stood with Zoro the whole way back as he refused to let you leave his sight. But that changed the moment you all were on board.

While everyone else went there separate ways to start getting the hell off the island Zoro was quick to go up to the crows nest. You watched him go in confusion until chopper came up to you, tapping your leg.

“Your palm needs stitch’s, come on.” You only nodded and started to follow him while you spared the crows nest one last glance.

His cold shoulder lasted for more days than you expected. You hardly expected him to avoid you in the first place if you were honest. But after getting back on the ship he was everywhere you weren’t, mainly up in the crows nest.

He’d have his meals after the rest of you or he’d take his with him to eat somewhere else. Everyone would watch you in either concern or confusion but you had nothing to say to reassure them, you had no idea where this was coming from either.

Your attempts at cornering him had proven unsuccessful because he would simply push you away. Albeit gently, he still did and it may not have hurt physically but mentally it hurt worse.

So after you had had enough you grabbed a blanket and pillow and while everyone else was asleep you made your way up the ladder to the crows nest.

Zoro had his arms crossed and head down until he heard you and he opened his eyes to see what was going on but he only sighed when he saw it was you. “What are you doing? You’re gonna get a cold.” He said Cooly and you shrugged.

This wasn’t anything new. On the nights he held watch you would be up here sleeping next to him and on the nights you held watch he’d be sitting next to you keeping you company even if he did fall asleep immediately after sitting down.

Usually on those times you’d cuddle up next to him but this time you made yourself comfortable on top of the door leading down so he couldn’t escape from you.

“Why are you avoiding me?” You asked, curling into the blanket to keep away from the especially cold night.

Zoro opened his eyes and stared at you silently for a moment. “I’m not.” he finally said.

“Don’t lie to me.” You mumbled trying to suppress a shiver. But Zoro could see it, he could see the way you were shaking ever so slightly from the cold and it made him frown. “Is it because of what happened? Because if it is I’m fine! You didn’t remember who we were and I didn’t either.”

“But you still tried to stop me even when you didn’t know who i was.” He could hear the chattering of your teeth now. You should be inside the girls cabin asleep, not up here. “Come here.” He finally caved and opened an arm out to invite you into his embrace.

You were quick to stand with your blanket and cross the small space to get to him. You straddled his lap and rested you head between his shoulder and jaw. His arms coming to wrap around you securely. “Do you doubt my ability to protect myself?” You whispered against his neck and he resisted the urge to shudder.

“I don’t doubt your ability.” He affirmed, “but I never wanted to be the one you had to prove your strength against. I never wanted to be the one to cause harm to you.” You were silent then, you had nothing else to say you seemed to finally understand his need to put distance between the two of you. He felt guilty.

After a few more minutes of silence you spoke again, “I remember talking to Luffy when I lost my memories.” Zoro hummed. “He was telling me about the two of us and I remember asking him why weren’t together and he said he didn’t know. But it got me thinking,” you sat up now and you could see a small blush covering his cheeks. “Why aren’t we?”

You moved slightly closer, just enough to distract him from his thoughts as he attempted to keep his gaze on your eyes and not on the way your warm breathe fanned across his lips so delicately. “What do you want?” He asked eventually, swallowing down his nerves.

If you were anyone one else you would’ve backed away at the tone of voice he used when asking that question but you could tell he was nervous to even acknowledge the shift that was happening between the two of you. “I just wanted to be yours.” You responded quietly and leaned closer again to brush your lips against his in a barely there kiss but when you pulled back his eyes were closed as if trying to commit the feeling to his memory. “Can I be yours?”

Zoros eyes finally opened as he stared at you and just when you were about to take back what you said and did he surged forward and crashed his lips to yours, pouring everything he had into it. His hands gripped your sides while yours went to cup his face in your hands when he suddenly pulled back just an inch, breathing heavily. “Tell me to stop.” He breathed but you only looked at him in confusion.

“Do you want to stop?”

He shook his head. “No. But if I keep going everything changes. So please tell me stop.” He begged his hands gripping tighter.

“Zoro.” Your lips brushed his again as you let your fingers run across his earrings. “I’m not going to tell you to stop. I want everything you have to offer me.”

He looked at you in utter shock and admiration before he finally let one of his small smiles out. He chuckled softly, leaning up until your lips were just centimeters apart and you could feel his next words on your own lips. “What could I possibly tell you that could top that?”

But your next words would have him grinning the rest of his life. “Just tell me I’m yours.” Finally he closed to gap again and he held onto you for dear life like you would slip from his grasp if he loosened his hold.

“You’re mine.” He murmured after pulling away. Then he pushed back against you, his hands slipping under your shirt where he could feel the goosebumps flood your skin.

Kissing along your neck until he was back face to face with you. He smirked, “And I’m yours.”

The end

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[grapementos]

night terrors

aged up bakugo x reader

cw: night terrors

bakugo doesn't sleep with more than one blanket or pillow. when he's persuaded into participating in halloween, he refuses to wear a full-face mask.

covid was a nightmare for him. he didn't go outside when he didn't have to, which meant plenty of grocery deliveries. masks triggered his anxiety to the fullest, but of course he wore it when he absolutely had to leave the house.

now, you had plenty of opinions and reservations about u.a. and the hero commission, most of them comprised of colorful language and a world full of screaming until you're red in the face.

they ruined not only bakugo, but so many other teenagers that thought they were doing the right thing. they thought they were training to become admirable role models, people who were going to be trained to use their unique gifts to save and protect people. they thought they were going to become heroes.

instead, all they got was ptsd and a handful of other mental illnesses that left them in therapy, on meds, or with debilitating night terrors.

bakugo unfortunately suffered from frequent night terrors. despite therapy and going on 3 years of being medicated for his anxiety, he still woke you up in the middle of the night with throat-ripping screams.

sometimes, you'd find him in the corner, screaming at you to get away, stop, leave him alone. it was heartbreaking.

-

some days you could gauge when he was going to have an episode. his hands were shakier, eyes unfocused, and his mind was just elsewhere.

today, he was exactly like that, only worse. you could tell his brain was all over the place, and you hated it. you hated how his brain turned against him and forced him to think the worst, most painful thoughts. it bound him to his worst memories, forcing him to relive his them over and over. his own brain.

you did everything you could to assuage the brain fog. you made him tea in the mornings, kept the house tidy, and tried to keep him from performing any heavy tasks. it was difficult, considering he didn't much fancy being helped or taken care of. when it was you, though, he let you.

after a particularly difficult day, the two of you settled into bed together, silent as you faced each other, gazing in silence.

"i'm scared." he whispered, finally breaking the silence.

just a look in his eyes was all it took for you to know it was true. he was terrified.

you placed your hand on his cheek, caressing your thumb over the skin, "i know. it's okay to be scared."

he shook his head, squeezing your hand. he squeezed his eyes shut, breaths quickening as he thought about the idea of sleeping. sleeping wasn't kind to him, and he knew it, because he never, never slept well.

"hey, hey, just breathe, okay?" you breathed deeply to set an example, one slow inhale preceding a lengthy exhale, "like that."

he followed your example, slowly relaxing his features, "yeah, yeah, okay."

"i know you're scared," you whispered, "but no matter what, i'm here. no matter what monster you see, no matter who's out to get you, you're going to open your eyes and it's gonna be me. it'll always be me."

he nodded, wordlessly, and scooted into your waiting arms.

-

you slept lightly since living with bakugo. that's what made it so easy for you to identify the earliest signs of his episode.

every shift in the bed, every ruffle of the sheets, you were stirring.

so when he sat up, you were half-awake. his steps fully woke you.

you shot up to a sitting position, watching carefully as he stood still for a moment.

"baby?" you whispered, scooting over to the edge of the bed.

no response. he walked over to the center of the room, going stiff.

"kats?"

just as you called out to him, he let out the most throat ripping scream you'd heard.

you jumped on the spot, blood going cold as the shriek reached your ears. your hands shook as you took your first step on the bed, careful to not get too near.

he faced you, eyes open but unseeing. they were glazed over, looking right through you with the most fear-filled eyes you'd ever seen. he was terrified, looking at you as if you had a knife in your hand and a slasher theme following you wherever you went.

"get away!" he screeched, staggering backwards, "get the fuck away!"

your heart shattered at his words, but you knew it wasn't about you. you sucked up your fear, your sadness, and took a deep breath to ground yourself.

"okay, okay. i'm sorry," you spoke calmly, sitting down on the floor cross-legged, "i didn't mean to scare you."

your voice still wavered, still shook with the fear you definitely felt.

he didn't seem to hear you, but your smaller presence seemed to make him feel less threatened.

he was grunting, groaning, crying. his stance was defensive, ready to defend. those hero instincts that he learned as a teenager, the need to protect himself because he was always, always in danger, never left.

that always scared you. the possibility of him activating his quirk and using it on you. but being hurt isn't what scared you--it was the guilt you know he'd feel. you were terrified of him leaving you because he thought he was a danger, or too much to handle. that couldn't be farther from the truth.

you just watched, at least five feet away from his shaking form. you wouldn't touch him, wouldn't yell or panic. you'd just watch, occasionally whispering some affirmations.

it took a while for him to calm down, to stop yelling and crying. about ten minutes later, his eyes went blank again and he walked himself back to the bed and laid down.

you followed him with your gaze and pushed yourself up with a soft sigh. after a moment of processing, you grabbed a water from the kitchen and set it on his nightstand.

you checked him once more to make sure he was comfortably asleep before taking your place next to him.

you watched his face, scanning it for any signs of discomfort or anxiety. nothing. as if it had never happened.

you kissed his forehead, "i'm so sorry, my love. i hope things won't always be like this."

ngl, i have so many opinions on all the trauma these poor kids have gone through, but i like to avoid discourse at all costs. also, i had to do some research on night terrors, so i hope i wasn't too far off.

[000marie198]

I love it how in the movies and shows, it is never explicitly mentioned that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins but it is shown throughout the franchise in little moments so accurately that when you tell a fan they are cousins, there is zero doubt. Their whole dynamic screams cousins, whether it be them trying to freaking destroy the other in the funniest ways or caring about the other while still throwing around insults.

That aside, what I really wanted to point out is how similar some of their skills are. A proof they are cousins is that they share some very specific talents that most people on Berk don't have, talents that match in almost a familial manner.

You guys all know Hiccup's perks and personality and talents right? Well, lemme point out some of Snotlout's and see how they match his cousin's.

A strange combination of Loyal to a fault and Rebellious to a fault. This perk doesn't just apply on Snotlout, Hiccup is like this too but in his own way. It depends on the situation and person and their mood most importantly. Hiccup would sneak out to hunt for trolls and go into forest or try and train dragons or sneak out to go on flights when he's not supposed to etc. And Snotlout would trust and listen and have his team's and leader's back even if he doesn't seem to like it at points. He cares about his friends so much (seriously, go watch the entirety of the DreamWorks Dragons series)

Inventive and artistic. Snotlout works at the armoury at the beginning of RTTE, he also invented the sheep launcher. He's also pretty good at stitching. And I'm preeeetty sure he's able to forge his own weapons and armor now same as Hiccup.

Amateur writers who're actually pretty good. Hiccup's narrations are always fun to listen to and they also indicate that he has a knack for being a writer. In an episode of RTTE, Snotlout wrote a book that the gang found to be pretty good. And while Hiccup has artistic skills in drawing and painting and sketching, Snotlout is good at designing and aesthetics.

They both have a strange tendency to go and get hit on the head by lightning. Actually, lightning really seems to love these two.

Interestingly enough, Snotlout is also shown to be pretty persuasive and encouraging to others when needed, whether it be giving a scared kid a peptalk or talking some sense into someone who's being reckless and stubborn.

Tendency to plan something extremely reckless and crazy when there's a time crunch and those plans surprisingly work. Yes, both Hiccup and Snotlout do that quite often.

They love dragons! And yes, I'm aware that by now, the whole gang loves dragons but Hiccup loves them even more. He is obsessed with them and wants to keep them safe, he cares about these creatures so so much! While the other riders love their dragons more than anybody else but not as much as Hiccup, Snotlout cares about dragons almost in a similar way to how Hiccup and Valka do. He sings lullabies to baby fireworms and is so gentle with them. In The Eel Effect, he went into Hiccup mode with a terrible terror (just before he shook the poor guy but that besides the point) and was giving a speech to start a dragon revolution because he appreciates these creatures and genuinely believes they should be treated with full respect

That is all to say, even if it isn't directly told in the movie-verse, it is shown throughout that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins and both even have some traits and talents in common

[whumpees]

My dearest (2023) whump list

Synopsis: Yu Gil Chae is a pretty, bubbly, and a bit spoiled young lady who's called the 99 tailed fox of Neunggun-ri. She is also a bit of an outcast because other young ladies are jealous of her. They seem to think she's too straightforward and her behavior is inappropriate for a young lady, while young noblemen think highly of her. Gil Chae knows how to get men to fall for her but fails to capture the heart of the person she likes. Lee Jang Hyun is a mysterious man who suddenly appears in the Neunggun-ri social scene. Nobody really knows anything about him. Young nobles don't like him, but the elderly are wrapped around his finger. He's been dating around a lot, but he becomes curious about a certain 99 tailed fox, and one day, the said fox quite literally crash lands into his arms. Once war is brewing, the pair finds themselves separated before they could even start to make sense of their feelings.

Whumpee: Lee Jang Hyun played by Namkoong Min

Episodes: 21 (divided into two parts: 10 for the first, 11 for the second)

Very whumpy show damn

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Contains spoilers

Ep1: flash forward: the show starts out with the male lead on the shore covered in blood and panting holding his sword and an army of people waiting to charge at him :: slashed in the arm, somebody wraps his wound

Ep5: everyone paying attention to their injuried love interest and rushing to help him but the male lead is standing there watching them with blood dripping from his arm but no one is paying attention to him (my baby boy 😭) :: Later female lead is arguing and screaming at him and he just leaves her but then she notices the blood on his hand and commands he sits down and wraps his wound and says it's severe and not gonna heal easily so he needs to rest for a month :: Blood through his bandage :: Someone throws something at his face & the cut drips blood on the ground

Ep6: contracts a disease but is unaware, later while waking he puts his hand on his head and sways (dizzy or a headache), coughs up blood, fighting with the enemies, slashed in the side, "from this point, nobody is getting past me" (HE'S FIGHTING WHILE SICK to protect fl), fought dozens of soldiers and when there's just one remaining he's finally getting weak and has blurry vision and gets slashed in the back

Ep7: his enemy pushed him and he falls down in pain, laying on the ground, somebody kills the enemy for him, the fl is near him but she doesn't see him!!! Fuck. he cries then passes out on the ground alone in the forest, wakes up on the ground, panting and trying to get up and is weak, walking unsteadily, waving to his friends that he's there then passes out and falls down, unconscious in bed and being tended to, woke up

Ep8: having a conversation with fl and he was reaaaally hurt by her words he started tearing up and was about to cry :: In a prison cell

Ep10: crying and hurt (he acts hurt so well)

Ep11: rememberd fl and cried (seriously i love it when this actor cries he depicts so much emotion in his face and this scene was adorable)

Ep12: sword pointed at his neck leaving a cut :: Tearing up while telling a personal story to someone

Ep13: crying in shock and absolutely heartbroken (I'm a sucker for this man's tears)

Ep14: hit on the head and knocked down, tries to move but ends up passing out, woke up startled, gets up immediately and kinda unsteady :: Tearing up :: Crying again :: On his knees begging to be punished instead of fl and saying he's ready to do anything or even be a servant for the rest of his life to let her go (bear in mind this is not like him 😳 so it means it shook his core to see fl humiliated like that) :: Shot in the back by an arrow to protect fl, passes out on top of her, unconscious in bed, tended to by his friend and fl, wakes up

Ep15: wakes up and caresses female lead's face then passes out again and his hand drops, wakes up, lifts his head and smiles and it causes him pain :: Pretends to still be passed out so fl doesn't leave :: Fl takes care of him while he's still pretending to be unconscious and she sees his scars :: Pretends to limp & collapse & be in pain :: His friend tells him to not pretend to be in pain but this time he actually is in pain

Ep16: unwrapping his bandages :: Wants to cry :: Teary eyes :: Teary eyes again

Ep17: teary eyes

Ep18: crying :: Hit over the head and collapses unconscious and his friend catches him but he also gets hit and they both fall to the ground :: Walking blindfolded and swaying (hasn't recovered from the blow to his head), in a prison cell hands tied and blood on his face :: Interrogated and kinda dazed while answering and looks weak, beaten :: Blood A LOT of blood dripping from his face, more beating, collapses, passes out :: On the ground bloody and helpless trying to reach out to the ring the fl gave him :: Put on a cart while blindfolded and unconscious and drops the ring (gosh i love when their hands are extended out when their unconscious it showed in multiple scenes in this ep), carried out of the cart and put among a pile of the dead, fl finds him and lifts the blindfold and ooff he's SOAKED in blood it looks so good, shakes him to wake up but he doesn't, half opens his eyes and reaches out to grab her clothes but doesn't have the strength to

Ep19: she helps him to walk by supporting him by his arm but is basically dragging him cuz he's unconscious, 2 ppl holding him by the arms, put to bed in fl's house, half awake briefly and back to unconscious, doc checks his pulse and gestures that he's in hopeless situation, coughs while unconscious, trying to get him out of the house cuz soldiers are looking for him and again grabbed by the arm to walk and is unconscious, ryang eum takes him on a horse and runs away, unconscious in bed, nursed, having a traumatic flashback and fighting in his sleep, woke up and doesn't remember anyone (for fuck's sake this is so unnecessary), pulse checked while asleep :: Awake and ok, fl feeds him, head pain :: Again having flashbacks in his sleep :: More flashbacks and head pain, fl feeds him (he's baffled bc of the attention he's getting from her cuz he still doesn't remember 😂) :: Fl tends his injuries, has a lot of big bruises (also he's now very shy when she touches him he screamed at her to stop 😂) :: Starts getting his memories back and flashbacks from when he was beaten and his head hurts, rememberd fl

Ep20: crying out of happiness (it's a beautiful scene) :: Knife pointed at his neck

Ep21: emotional confrontation with his dad and cries :: Cries again :: Finally back to the very first scene in ep 1 where dozens of people are trying to kill him, crying, getting up with difficulty, unsteady, blood dripping from him, collapses on one leg, status unknown but someone he's probably dead cuz he was bleeding a lot :: Flashback: It's night time and he's still walking on the beach while injured, staggering, passes out and falls on the ground, found by an old man, lost his memories again (is the author actually insane?), crying :: Crying reaally hard at the end

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Extra: not whump but the relationship between Jang Hyun and Ryang Eum is adorable 😭 In ep 9 jang hyun says that he doesn't belong on anyone's side, then ryang eum says to him while he's sleeping: "you don't belong to anyone, but i belong to you" and moves jang hyun's arm to sleep on it 😭😭😭 and in ep 11 ryang eum watches a slave being punished and looks at jang hyun with a horrified and pleading expression and without having to say a word jang hyun immediately stops them from punishing the slave just cuz his friend was hurt by it even tho he normally wouldn't give a shit 😭😭😭 that scene was so freaking adorable 😭 he always cares if the people he loves care. And in episode 15 he was crying his eyes out bc jang hyun got injured and was fighting with fl to nurse him 😂😂😂

(Ok i had my suspicions especially after ep 14 where the old man told ryang eum that jang hyun only considers him as a younger brother and "not to be greedy" but after ep 15 I'm now pretty positive it's not platonic anymore dude has feelings 😂 his jealousy was annoying it got in the way صورم انا اول مرة اشوف راجل بصورم 😒)

[ikilledjoffery]

Could you do an Aemond fic? Reader is the daughter of rhaenyra and Harwin. She was close with Aemond until the events in Driftmark. Something about the events of episode 8 when they see each other and interact again and that pull of feelings is still there!

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“You did not defend me!” Aemond yelled in your face as he stood in front of you, his eyes now stitched completely shut, the skin swollen and red from soreness and sensitivity. 

“What was I to do Aemond? How was I to help? I don’t wield a weapon and I don’t have foresight. I did not know Luke would do such a thing!” You whisper yelled back at him feeling terribly sorry over his eye, it had stung you badly to hear him scream out when his eye was cut. 

“You stood back and let me fight alone, I do not speak of foresight, I speak of the time in which it was happening.” Aemond turned his back to you as he ran through the last thing he saw. He had stood with the rock in his hand gazing upon everyone including you. You stood there looking at the ground next to your shoe, shaking ever so slightly as the chaos got much more intense. You hadn’t made even the slightest bit of eye contact with him, especially not after he had called your brothers bastards. If he hadn’t stared at you for as long as he did he might not have had the same fate. 

“I apologize, Aemond.” You weren’t sure what else to say to the boy, you weren’t even sure what had all conspired. You didn’t know who was right and who was wrong, but you did know that you truly cared for Aemond and that he cared for you all the same. 

“You apologize? Apologize!” He shouted and turned around red in the face, his well eye filled with tears as he balled his fists up where they laid, “My eye is gone! What maiden will want to marry me? How will I learn anything properly? I am going to look incapable of doing anything.” Aemond took strides towards you pointing between himself and numbering off the points he was making. 

“I would marry you.” Aemond scoffed and shook his head, “You are intelligent Aemond, you will not be treated any differently, you will learn the same as anyone else, and you will be just as capable.” Now it was your turn to take steps forward to which he stood completely still. 

“Yes, because I was meant to marry a bastard.”  He spit the words in your face and looked down at you, his chest heaving, “I am prominently aware of the fact that I am the spare prince, but that does not drop me low enough to marry you.” Aemond did not feel truly mean until moments after he had said that as you stood ready to cry in front of him.

“You don’t mean this, you are just upset, and rightfully so.” Admitting that the boy you had grown up with and grew to feel for would never marry you or never even considered it made you feel like you could just scream until your throat turned so sore you could no longer speak. 

There was silence that fell over the two of you as you stood so close in proximity but with such an energy that neither of you had ever had between the two of you. You had been angry at each other before, yes, but never like this. Never had either of you denied one another. Never had either of you had ever hurt one another. 

“Was I wrong?” Aemond spoke up as he watched you stare down at your feet again, something about your inability to face him made him incredibly angry. 

“Wrong about what?” He could barely hear what you had said and probably wouldn’t have had any idea what you were saying if you weren’t standing so close in proximity. 

“The dragon. Was I wrong to claim Vhagar?” His tone sounded the same but his volume had settled as he not-so-patiently awaited a response from you. 

“Aemond, it’s not my place-” Before you could finish your sentence you felt his hand come around your neck, his fingers pressed underneath your jaw forcing you to look up at him. 

“I didn’t ask what your place was. I asked if I was wrong.” Both of your chests were heaving as you felt his grip on your face tighten. 

“I don’t know Aemond. I-” He let you go and instead slammed his fist into the nearest wall which was not far from him at all. 

“You wanna be one with your whore mother, bastard siblings, and my moron father then be my guest! But you are nothing to me.” With that his boots traveled quickly and harshly as they slammed into the ground. The echo of that was much stronger than that of the door that was slammed shut as you stood there holding yourself in tears. 

“Come on Y/n.” Jace shook you as you sat still looking out of the carriage at King’s Landing. That was the last real memory you had there, everything that followed was truly a blur. 

“What’s wrong with you?” Luke was now looking at you as well watching as you adjusted your skirt and exited the carriage without speaking a word to either of them. 

You felt ill and dizzy the moment you had stepped onto the land, nothing about it felt right anymore and you hadn’t thought of the night you had with Aemond in quite a long time. You were hoping not to see him, to not have to make eye contact with him let alone speak with him again. Keeping a smile on your face you continued to walk through the castle with your brothers who were talking to one another about how they disliked the decorum. As it was your duty to keep a watchful eye over them, you aimlessly followed them out the door as they made a bet on whether a dent in stone still remained outside. Something in your gut started to spin around and tie knots together, making it almost impossible to not be sick as you walked down the stairs, the boys ran ahead of you laughing. 

“See? I told you this would still be here.” Jace ran over to the wall that connected the doors and placed his hand on the stone in question, “And you thought you could swing Criston’s morningstar. Almost took your own head off.” 

You could see Luke becoming a bit more jumpy than usual, his eyes wandered every which way and rightfully so. Because every word being spoken, every gaze in the yard, and every person in the balconies was talking of the three of you. But especially Luke, as he was the issue in question. 

“Hey, it’s alright, they can’t take anything away from you. It’s not about your bloodline, it’s about what you choose to do with it that matters.” You spoke to your brother kindly as the other one touched a sword and smiled at the piece of metal. 

There were men fighting in corners, smacking swords against one another, learning their footing. But one corner had gathered quite the crowd, to which drew your brother's attention. Taking you and Luke by the shoulders gently, Jace walked the two of you over to the little corner. 

“Cmon.” Eyes followed as the three of you ran over to the circle and began to watch as the fight continued, you felt slightly ill at the sight of silver white hair being flung over one's shoulder. And even thought the chances were little to none you thought that maybe it could be Aegon. 

As you stood in front of Jace you felt yourself teetering back and forth almost falling over each time, you still looked down but ahead at the other people who were cheering and vocally calling out the direction in which the match was going. 

“You okay?” You hadn’t heard Jace speak before he touched your shoulder which almost got him smacked across the face had your impulse not have remembered that he was the one behind you. Aemonds shield had just been knocked and broken to the ground. But he remained physically confident, still swinging his sword around and landing on his feet. The way he moved his body lower to the ground and pointed his sword gave you a better look at him. You felt like you were being drowned as your lungs burned. There was no air to take from around you, he had it all. 

“I’m fine, I wish to go back inside.” With a whisper you leaned backwards to tell Jace as the match wrapped up, Criston and Aemond spoke a few words before Aemond spoke to your group. 

“Nephews, have you come to train?”  He was now looking down upon the three of you, but completely ignored your presence though you stood the closest to him. Before any of you could speak to one another the gates opened and those from Driftmark appeared and began to walk through your area. 

The rest of the day was pure chaos, a petition for Driftmark was sorted and ended with bloodshed as did every family dispute. But then your grandfather proposed a dinner with your entire family together. Something about that did not settle well with you as you knew that if Alicent had any hand in this that she would sit the two of you next to each other. Of course she did so to not cause any further conflict, but did not know of the fight you had previous to this day. Otto would have done the same thing seeing as to how stress would only further hinder the king's surviving state. Seeing as to how your mother and her husband had no upper hand here other than Viserys the chances of you having to speak with him again were high. 

“You pace loudly.” Helaena appeared to your left as you had been moving in lines for quite some time as you digested more truths of the day and what could become truth. 

“In my current predicament it’s hard to avoid allowing the body a release of energy.” You kept your eyes to the wall as you halted your movement. 

“Hm.” She stood near you and tipped her head as she stared you down. “I may be a quiet sense of happiness, sadness, or fear to many. I can be shown and sometimes just be gone, but I always come back before it’s too long.” 

“What?” Before she could answer you the door that opened to allow Helaena in opened once more as one of the handmaidens walked in to speak to both of you. 

“Dinner is prepared and both of your presences are required immediately.” She spoke quickly and did not move her hands from in front of her, even as she walked away. 

“What does that mean Helaena?” You whispered as the two of you walked side by side down the hallway. Guards walked behind and in front of the two of you. 

“You will soon see.” She whispered back before you reached your designated destination meeting the twins who stood in front of you. 

The twins in front of you seemed like more of a warning seeing as to how opposite of them also standing in front were your brothers. Not being all that tall, you couldn’t see past those in front of you to see which side Aemond was on. But now either way you were not going to enjoy dinner, Aegon would mindlessly flirt and act foolish regardless of the reprimands he would be given. What would Aemond do? Hopefully ignore you and not make your evening any harder than the day was. 

“Welcome everyone, as put together by King Viserys everyone is in attendance, you may be seated.” Though you couldn’t see Alicent you could hear her, and that was enough to further agitate the feelings you had. She seated herself as did your mother and Daemon, but the others mixed and mingled with one another. 

“Did you know this was going to happen?” Luke had come across the room to speak with you as your brothers had picked and prodded at you all day. 

“No Luke.” You scoffed and looked away from him, you didn’t want to have to face anyone at the moment.

“Then why were you being so weird earlier?” Luke did not care that you had shown absolutely no interest in what he had to say. He wanted to get to the bottom of all of this. 

“I was not being weird, now go be seated where you have been told to sit.” You raised your voice slightly at the end which gained some attention from around the room. 

Luke walked away from you after that and did in fact return to the general area in which he was to be seated, as you shook your head and walked away you found your own seat and sat down. You would at least follow the instructions you did not wanna take from a woman you were not all that fond of.

As the food began to be presented more of them began to seat themselves, you didn’t dare turn your head as you heard the chair next to you be pulled out and sat in. All you knew was that it wasn’t Rhaena or Luke, both of which were already fully seated directly where you stared. Alicent rose as did everyone when the king was presented to the table sat between his daughter and his wife as to say that he was the fix of the division between everyone. 

Once everyone was seated again Alicent led a prayer and then the toasting began, which started with the king telling everyone of marriages and the decision of Driftmark. 

“It both gladdens my heart and fills me with sorrow to see these faces around the table.” The king continued as he slowly rose from his chair, unable to catch his own breath even with such little movement, “The faces most dear to me in all the world, yet grown so far apart in the past years.” 

You could feel yourself being glanced at so you did the same, that was when you recognized the strap of an eye patch crossing through white hair. Of course that’s the person who would look to you when hearing of the past. Vierys was now almost fully upright as he began to pull on his own patch that covered half of his face. You weren’t entirely sure what to expect but the moment he pulled it all the way off you held onto the base of your seat just a little bit tighter. Aemond snickered under his breath at the sight. 

“Something funny about your dying father?” You whispered at him, your nerves were calmed knowing that in some way he had not grown up from your last encounter.

“If you wanted to hold onto something all you had to do was ask.” Aemond whispered back before grabbing your hand harshly from where it clung to the seat and held it in his own much too tightly. 

“As I recall that would be untrue.” Just as quickly as they had disappeared your nerves reappeared. He showed no sign of releasing his grip and something about holding his hand once more felt like watching Vaemond get slaughtered. Scary, shocking, and comforting all the same. 

Aemond did not speak another word, but did not let go of your hand all the same as your two mothers professed their appreciation and admiration for one another. Even as they wrapped up, prompting everyone to grab their cups, he used his non-dominant hand to keep his grip on you. The two of you watched as Aegon finished his drink and rose for another wedging himself between Baela and Jace to get more. 

“Aemond, what is the meaning of this?” You looked directly at him as he looked ahead, not making even slight eye contact with you. “You professed your hate, you told me everything I needed to hear.” Aemond did not give your questions any response as he soon released your hand and stood up as your brother also stood. 

Jace and Aemond made brief eye contact before Jace proceeded to pretend like his rising was for a toast. He did in fact continue to give a toast to his uncles and about their shared memories that he cherished. But Aemond did not stand down nor sit down. His gaze did not falter at your brother. Something about that made you wish the two of you would’ve stayed closer, so that if Aemond were to begin to make a bad choice you wouldn’t be a possible candidate for his violence but rather a person he rallies behind him to keep safe. As Halaena rose, Aemond sat back down, almost disappointed in the fact that no fight broke out between the two of them. 

“It isn’t so bad, mostly he just ignores you, except sometimes when he is drunk.” She awkwardly looked around the room as her reassurance did not come off as such but rather a sad truth that she had a bad marriage, furthermore that Aegon was a shitty husband. 

“Is that the happiness you now feel?” Aemond whispered your way as his father requested some music clearly not wanting anymore declarations for toasts. 

“I am not married nor am I to be married. Unlike my brothers I was not a part of a deal.” Unlike Aemond you gave him a quick and honest response to his question. “Not shocked are you? Like you said, no one would marry a bastard. Daemon has no son old enough to marry me to, so until a miracle happens I suppose I am left without a husband.” Aemond was now staring directly at you as you spoke to him. 

You didn’t care enough to give him so much as a look, rather you watched as your brother put his hand out to take Helaena ’s offering her a dance. No hunger resided inside of you as you sat completely still. 

“You will be married,” Aemond reached for his cup once more, “Your hand is mine, as it always has been.” He took a drink and pretended like his previous question did not exist. 

“My hand was yours, but now unless it is forced upon me you are not entitled to my hand.”  Though denying him felt like a needle to the chest you had to remember how badly it had hurt you the first time he decided to be angry with you. But now that he was older and stronger you could only imagine what his anger would do. 

“Unlike my brother, I do not force women to do anything.” Aemond spoke facing you, the two of you were now making real eye contact. “I also know that your parents would rather see you hung than marry me.” 

“Well, I’m glad you’ve got that settled.” You weren’t sure where he was going with that but did not want him to continue. 

“Indeed, though, I cannot help feel that you are lying to me about your hand.” His eye jumped around your body scanning you completely over. 

“What would ever give you that impression?” You laughed in his face and shook your head while also blindly grabbing your cup and taking a drink out of it. 

“Your nervous behavior all day, the lack of fight you put up when I grabbed your hand, and the way you have continued to look at me throughout this conversation.” He copied what you had done after he finished speaking. 

“So then take me, Aemond.” You angrily jested toward him and turned to get more wine for your cup. When a cooked pig sat in the middle of the table and Luke began to snicker. Which was immediately recognized by Aemond who popped up from his seat cup in hand, 

“To the health of my nephews: Jace, Luke, and Joffery. Each of them handsome, wise,” You could feel what you had drank boiling up into your throat knowing exactly where Aemond was about to take his toast, “strong.” 

“Aemond.” Alicent attempted to shortly and quietly reprimand her son before he continued on. 

“Come, let us drain our cups to these three strong boys.” Aemonds eye was so wide it could’ve popped from his face. Your brother Luke looked at you up and down as if you had automatically taken his side just by sitting next to him. 

“I dare you to say that again.” Jace piped up and you shook your head beginning to rise, not that you could stop Aemond but possibly Jace as he was your brother and oftentimes kinder than most. 

“Why? Twas’ only a compliment.” Aemond defended his words as you stood all the way up next to him, now both of your brothers looked at you. “Do you not think yourself Strong?” Aemond walked past you as Jace quickly approached the two of you. Before you could get a word in edgewise Jace slapped Aemond. 

“Jace!” You then realized you had just reprimanded your brother rather than Aemond as your mother told him to stop as well. Across the room Aegon slammed Luke’s head into the table. Chaos began to break out and you took two steps back from where Aemond stood, from earlier you could tell his stance was that of a fight. 

With only one arm Aemond reached out and shoved Jace to the ground with ease, and Jace could not even catch himself as he hit the ground. Before he could pop up and do anything to Aemond guards prevented Luke and Jace from doing anything else. 

“Why would you say such a thing before these people?” Alicent cut in front of you to speak to her son. 

“I was merely expressing how proud I am of my family, Mother.” Aemond responded, “Mm, though it seems my nephews aren’t as proud of theirs.” He pulled his arm from his mothers grip, took off away from her, and she turned to face you as if to say do something. 

“Wait. Wait!” Daemon jumped into the middle of what was about to be a nasty fight which stopped Aemond before you could do anything. But then you realized that you were standing next to Alicent and Aemond, rather than your family who stood cornered together. 

Daemon looked between you and Aemond with a small smile on his face as Aemond turned to you, stood still looking at you for only a moment before walking away. To which you followed him down the hallway, Daemon did not stop you. 

“Aemond! Why did you do that?” You grabbed his bicep, he could’ve torn away from you, rather he turned to face you. 

“Humor, just as it was humorous for them to give me a pig.” He was straight faced and stared down at you. 

“That was not funny and neither was that. Nothing about the four of you acting like that towards one another is funny.” You took a step closer to him with a sigh, not moving your hand from where it was placed. 

“You sided with them on the pig before.” Aemond commented, more saddened than angry even though he pretended to have a mean exterior about the past situation. Though he wouldn’t normally hold something like this so close to him, this incident and the one that cost him his eye were the things that created the massive rift between the two of you. 

“I took no sides, Aemond, I could not justify turning my back on my family just as I could not justify turning against you and finding such a cruel joke funny.” Looking up at him his gaze softened just a bit as you spoke to him. 

“Vhagar chose you, she is not property, never was never will be. She chose you as her rider, you rightfully claimed her. Though the timing was not the time to do so, that does not make what they did to you right.” You had many years to think about the situation that had happened before the fight. You had never told anyone how you felt about it or what you thought until that moment with the person whom it concerned the most. 

“This is when you chose to tell me this?” His chest heaved and his jaw was so tight that if someone punched him their hand would’ve hurt. 

“What better time than now? I haven’t had the opportunity to see you since then.” Your other hand moved to touch him the same way your other hand was.

“Fine then.” He pulled his arms away from you before taking your hand and in doing so took the lead of your walk down the hallway…

[fazedlight]

Do-Over (supercorp ficlet, 100th episode angst, no plot impact after)

Rao, I can’t believe we did it.

She had nearly given up, after the last timeline - she could still feel the sting of kryptonite in her veins, the harrowing image in her mind of the green stone in Lena’s chest, as she refused to fight her. “Then you will die screaming.”

But the odds of another world like that - where Lena used 5th dimensional magic, blocking Mxy out - was low. So after Kara caught her breath and shook off her nerves, they decided to give it another few goes.

They hit it in the very next shot. Kara had decided to jump forward again, meeting Lena just after an uncomfortable incident in the elevator to Sam’s apartment - “I can never trust her again” - and giving her the truth. And Lena had been pissed, at first. But over the course of the timeline, she thawed. Kara and Mxy found themselves watching a movie night, Kara’s head in Lena’s lap as Lena gently scritched the blonde’s hair, Kara dozing off in the middle of the second Pirates of the Caribbean. 

“This is it,” Kara said, delighted as she turned back to Mxy. “She doesn’t hate me! No one died! This is it-”

But Kara cut off suddenly, watching the screen with widening eyes, as a sheepish and fond confession fell from Lena’s lips. And she found herself a voyeur to her own dreams, watching herself as this other Kara sat up, cheeks turning a bright pink with her own confession, before the two women’s lips gently met.

“Turn it off,” Kara said, jumping off the couch and turning away from the television. “Turn it off, Mxy.” “But this-” Mxy stuttered, confused. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Yes, Kara thought to herself, overwhelming anguish ripping through her body. Because it was everything. Everything that could’ve and should’ve happened.

Had she not been such a fool.

It was a misguided endeavor, she realized now. She could’ve ignored her misgivings, for a time anyway. Embrace a reality where she and Lena were friends again, where she had never hurt her, or at least not driven her so far.

But the pit of nausea in Kara’s stomach grew. Because the idea of being in Lena’s arms, being in her bed, feeling her wanting body, without Lena ever knowing what Kara had done, suddenly felt anathema. It wouldn’t be real. It would simply be Kara taking advantage of her again, far worse than before.

“I’m keeping the real timeline,” Kara said brokenly. “I can’t… I can’t run from this. I- I don’t know how I’m going to fix this. But I can’t undo my mistakes like this.”

Mxy’s eyes gentled at the turned-away kryptonian, holding back a sigh of relief as he snapped his fingers, the projector and reels of film and popcorn dissipating back to his dimension. It was ironic, really, that all of his fake timelines had only made the kryptonian dig in her heels, eager to find something that actually worked. But the one real timeline he had them glimpse - back on Earth-413, before the Crisis - was the one that led to her finally accepting that she couldn’t change time.

Which was great, because neither could he.

Kara took a deep, steadying breath, turning back to Mxy. “I know it didn’t turn out the way we expected,” Kara said, handing back Mxy’s recorder with his backwards-recorded name. “But you still helped me, Mxy. Now I know the only way out is through.”

The kryptonian stood - sad, but hopeful again - and Mxy gave a small smile. As with so much of the mystery of the universe, he couldn’t say how or when Kara and Lena would find their way. He only knew that they would.

“It’s true what you said, Kara,” Mxy said, thinking of the words the woman in front of him had said, not all that long ago. That’s all this endeavor was, really, returning that favor. “Magic can’t be forced. It has to be found.” And it will.

[astrxxnxmy]

My chaotic thoughts on Bucky in THAT What If episode because I haven't been able to get it out of my mind since I watched it

The scream I let out when Bucky first appeared though 💀

The intense eye contact with Peggy?? The way his gaze was so icy and emotionless while Peggy stared back in shock and sadness and then after, while talking to Howard, her voice shook.

(the drama is juicyy and i am all here for it)

And how he looks down when Hope says "Peter deserves our help as much as anyone." baby :( oh baby no someone give him a hug :(( and the help he clearly needs :(((

"It's just you and me, pal." "There is no me." BUCKY. BUCKY.

"You don't know me." AKSJKSFGHKS (that growl though)

"Steve Rogers did." THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT-- and the way Bucky's eyes widened. He knew, he recognized that name, he remembered, if only a little bit.

"And the man he knew, the friend he loved, would never take that shot." THE FRIEND HE LOVED IM SCREAMING I CANT DO THIS TODAY

PLUS HIS HESITATION JUST AT HEARING STEVE’S NAME GOD

THE WAY HE THEN BROKE FREE FROM THE PROGRAMMING AND WENT ON THE RUN TO REDISCOVER HIMSELF JUST LIKE AFTER CATWS

"The Winter Soldier may be out there, but I'm pretty sure Bucky Barnes is out there with him." 😭❤️

[russolover]

can i request 7 + 8 + 6 frm prompt 2 fluff/ other (6) list or 120+74+34+42 from prompt 1 please if thats okay please

Apocalypse

I’ll post your other request in a separate story :) Btw - all the titles for my fics are songs I got inspired by while writing them

Apocalypse - Cigarettes after Sex

6. “I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect.” 7. “You’re not going to lose me.” 8.“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

Social Media was many things. A platform for people to connect and spread happiness or to update friends and family on your life. But sadly it was also a place where lots of hatred was spread.

You and Alessia have been together for 2 years but only decided to come out to the public a few weeks ago. There were many positive messages and a lot of ship names thrown your way but there was also a certain amount of people who decided being spiteful was their way to go. Especially to the Italian.

You didn’t care about the comments since you didn’t use social media that much but if you came across one you didn’t hold back since you saw what kind of an effect it had on Alessia.

It was one of those lazy Sundays, laying on the sofa, binge-watching some episodes of friends while your girlfriend was sound asleep on top of you. You mindlessly ran your fingers through her silky hair while an occasional sigh was coming from the blonde.

The silence was interrupted by your phone ringing. On the screen you could see it was no other than tooney.

“what’s going on tooney”

You stated rather quietly not to wake your girl up.

“Why is less not picking up”

She asked abruptly.

“She’s asleep but Thank you for asking tooney, I’m fine as well”

You chuckled but quickly stopped when you heard the serious tone of her voice.

“Y/n have you been on Twitter recently”

“what no.. why?”

You started panicking slightly.

“Remember Alex?-

“Alessias ex?”

You interrupted her.

“Yeah, they released some old pictures of when they were together an-

“What the hell?!”

You screamed into the phone, startling the Italian on top of you.

“I’m sorry baby”

You squeezed her thigh as she sat up. Poor thing had no clue what was going on.

“Why are you shouting and who’s on the phone?”

She mumbled as she rubbed her eyes trying to get rid of the tiredness.

You pulled the blonde closer before putting tooney on speaker, knowing what was about to happen. Alessias Ex was a tough subject for you and for alessia. Mainly because they were trying to profit out of your girlfriends name.

Everyone wants to know why the relationship ended- how it began- how fame was changing their relationship- Questions that should never be discussed by the public or random journalists.

Once tooney explained what was going on, you and alessia took a look at Twitter to find the most spiteful and nasty comments you’ve probably experienced until now.

They started calling the Italian a cheater, since her ex didn’t state when those pictures were taken.

“Y/n should’ve never gotten with her”

“Not Russo cheating on the Football God”

“Y/N can do so much better”

You could hear alessias breathing picking up.

“Less?”

Her frown started getting bigger and the tears started rolling down her cheek. You immediately pulled her closer to you, wrapping the blonde up in a big hug.

You were furious at the people calling the most wonderful, loyal and kind hearted girl you’ve ever known those malicious things.

The crying didn’t stop, less was full on sobbing into your chest trying to form sentences.

“Baby I need you to breathe”

You whispered softly into her ear trying to calm her down while still holding her as close as possible. She only shook her head.

“Less.. c‘mon my love”

“Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

This eventually guided her into slowing her breathing down and stop sobbing. The tears were still flowing though.

“I swear I didn’t chea-

She tried to say but was interrupted by you immediately.

“hey I kno-”

"I don't want to loose you"

She whispered while her breathing started picking up again.

"“You’re not going to lose me.”

You said while cradling her face in your hand trying to rub all of the tears away with your thumbs.

"Less listen to me, you're the most important person in my life and no one is going to ruin that, not those haters and especially not Alex"

"But everyone thinks-

"“I don’t care what they think, to me, you are perfect."

She didn't say anything but the tears slowly stopped and the frown was still prominent on her face. She looked down at the promise ring you gave her for your one year anniversary and started fidgeting with it.

"Come here"

You whispered, pulling her onto your lap.

"You, Alessia Mia Teresa Russo, probably have the biggest heart on this entire planet and for people to take advantage of that is not right. Those people saying mean stuff have no idea what's really going on and they try to make up fucking stories only to spread misinformation. But that's what it is, they're just random people who would never dare to say something to your face, and if they did I would have a talk with them."

A little smile appeared on her face after you finished your last sentence and repeatedly left kisses on her cheeks.

"I love you so much Y/n"

She turned around to face you and planted a sweet kiss on your lips.

"I love you mi vida"

Your heart broke at her tear stained face but you were glad that she was feeling a little bit better.

"How about ordering something from your favourite sushi place and watching Dirty dancing?"

Her blue eyes lit up by the mention of her favourite food and she gave you a proper smile which you immediately returned.

"I thought you hated dirty dancing?"

She raised her eyebrow at you while pulling you closer by your necklace, which only made your need to kiss her grow larger.

"Yeah but I love you, so I have to deal with it"

You chuckled and pressed your lips on hers, instantly relaxing into the comforting taste of her strawberry flavoured chapstick.

[oneshotnewbie]

Can we please get a PLL one (I missed my girls) where the reader is Spencers little sister and Emily gf and she’s taken by A and she manages to call Emily and the girls are hysterical and the reader talks to them like its the last time (angsty with a happy ending)

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The streets were dark and deserted as you made your way home from visiting your possibly soon university. You were exhausted from the energy, hustle and bustle of campus life and longed for a quiet evening with Emily. She was probably already waiting for you at your family home, and you were really looking forward to spending the rest of the night with her, probably with a nice hot bath and a relaxing episode of your favorite series.

Tapping the steering wheel and whistling softly to the gentle tune from the radio, the silence was broken by the sound of screeching tires and a car getting dangerously close to you. You tried to stay calm as the car sped up and soon pulled alongside you in the opposite lane. You gripped the coating layer of the steering wheel, your knuckles already turning white as you tried to slow down. You thought maybe the person was just trying to get ahead of you. But it was too late, the car rammed you on the left rear of the vehicle and threw you against the guardrail.

You came to a stop with a thud. The accident wasn't serious, but you felt a sharp pain in your side as you sat up in your seat and watched as the other driver's car came to an abrupt stop. As you tried to calm down and get your bearings, you saw a dark figure get out of the black. Panic gripped you as you realized you were dealing with "A" who had been putting pressure on you and your friend group for years and so, in a desperate attempt to get help, you searched for your phone on the passenger side to make one last call.

Your fingers trembled in fear as you dialed Spencer's number. The phone rang once, twice, and you were startled as a shadow moved into your vision. “A” came walking towards you with slow steps. When you finally heard your sister's voice on the other end, you couldn't hold back your emotions anymore.

"Emily, please... help me," you whispered in a choked voice before your words were drowned out by a loud crash and a high-pitched scream. An iron bar had hit your windshield and gave way under the pressure. "Y/n, what's wrong? Where are you?" your girlfriend shouted, her voice sounding desperate and hysterically when she heard the ominious shattering of glass.

Her brow was furrowed as she threw the history class index cards on the table, standing up immediately to make way for her panic. Spencer, Hanna and Aria stood around her, their faces marked with fear and worry. "Em, I-I don't know how much time I have left in which I can speak. A is here to get me.“

You heard the girls' voices distorted through the phone and tears welled up in your eyes as you glanced nervously out of the broken windbreak. You sobbed as she tried to stay calm on the phone, even though she was already panicking inside, not being able to shake the uneasy feeling that you were in great danger. It gnawed at her and sent a cold shiver down her spine. "I don't know where he/she/it will take me. I'm scared, Em.."

Another shattering of the window in the passenger seat made you jump and a loud scream of your name came through the phone, followed by the voices of Hanna, Aria and Spencer, who were screaming in pure fear. "Y/n, listen, we'll find you, okay? Stay calm and do everything A tells you to survive!" Aria spoke, her voice shaking.

You felt how time was running out and the shadow under the hood was crowding you. There was no time to run away, especially since the stabbing pain wouldn't allow it. You shook your head. "You won't be able to find me, just like we haven't been able to find A all these years. Caleb will track my phone and then there will be no further trace of me. I will disappear.“ you spoke carefully, unbuckling your seatbelt and moving wildly looking around - the dark figure had disappeared from your view. "Emily.. I love you," you whispered in a broken voice, a stream of tears running down your cheeks.

“I love you too, sweetie,” the person addressed immediately replied with a halting voice, swallowing the lump in her throat as she looked to Spencer for help. Her mind was racing as she tried to think of a way out of this nightmarish situation. „I will find you. I will bring you back to me. I promise you!" you nodded involuntarily to yourself, listening to the voices of your friends encouraging you and promising to save you. But you also felt your strength fading, and you knew it wouldn't be long before something would happen that would end your life.

"Spencer, Hanna, Aria.." you whispered one last time and wiped your damp cheeks. "I-I.. thank you.. for everything."

Before anyone could answer, the door to your car was thrown open and you were pulled roughly out of the vehicle by the collar of your shirt. Your senses raged with fear as you felt a strong arm drape over your middle. Your screams were muffled by a rag held over your mouth as you listened tot he desperate cries of the girls. 

The world around you blurred and the darkness started to surround you. You didn't know why you had to be the victim. But you knew you had to fear for your life.

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Two weeks had passed since you were kidnapped, and your friends' desperation grew with each passing day. The girls and their boyfriends had searched tirelessly for clues, but so far without success. Every day that you weren't found felt like an eternity to Emily.

Everyone had vowed not to give up, and they worked day and night to pursue every lead they could find. They searched the city and checked every place outside of Rosewood where they thought "A" might be holding you.

Then, finally, after countless hours of searching, they came across a promising lead. Mona had given them a tip that led them to an abandoned place on the outskirts of New York. It was a gloomy place, overgrown with weeds and marked by decay, but they knew they couldn't waste time.

As they walked along the small cobbled path past a house, they immediately felt the weight of the darkness that must reign there. But they did not let their resolve be deterred. Especially not Emily. She ran into the house and searched every room, every corner, every deserted hallway, her heart pounding with fear and hope. But she found nothing.

But as Caleb was about to close the closet, he heard a faint noise from somewhere below him. He followed the whimper and knelt down before feeling the carpet that had been laid out and discovered something underneath it. He picked at the corners of the rancid carpet, tossed it aside and found a hatch that led to an underground cellar. "I have something here!" he shouted and Emily immediately came around the corner, her shaking hands holding onto the hatch and immediately pulling it up.

They carefully descended the creaky ladder steps and when she entered the basement everyone froze in shock. There, in a crummy corner, you sat huddled on the floor, pale and exhausted, but alive. A hint of relief flooded through Emily as she rushed over to you and pulled you tightly into her arms. Spencer couldn't avoid rushing to her sister either.

"You found me," you whispered with a weak smile, your fingers dancing on your lover's cheek while your other hand searched for your sister's. "And we never gave up on you."

They left the scene together. Tobi had already alerted Tanner and some rescue workers, who immediately took you away to look after you. Emily breathed out, close to tears. She finally had you back, even though she thought she had long since lost you.

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After your long stay in the hospital, you finally returned home. Walking back to your room felt like a rebirth after all the days of imprisonment and suffering, a return to a place of safety and peace. The air smelled familiar and the warmth of home enveloped you like a blanket of security. A familiar hug that you so desperately needed.

When you took the stairs to your room and shortly afterwards entered it, your breath caught in your throat. The gentle smell of food rubbed under your nose, there were candles everywhere that flickered gently and casted a warm light into the room. A bouquet of colorful flowers sat on your bedside table and your eyes widened in surprise as you saw how Emily had transformed the room into a romantic paradise.

"Em...that's incredible." you breathed as you fully entered it and closed the door behind you. Your heart felt warm and light as she felt the love Emily had put into this surprise. Your lover stepped out from the shadows smiling, her eyes shining with love and affection. "Welcome home, my love." She said quietly and moved closer to you to press a tender kiss on your lips.

“This is... this is beautiful,” you whispered as tears of gratitude sparkled in your eyes. She gently took you in her arms and hugged you tightly. "I wanted you to feel loved as soon as you got home." She spoke quietly and led you to your balcony, where you sat down at the small table and began to enjoy the delicious meal that Emily had lovingly prepared. You couldn't believe how much effort she had put into making you happy. Every bite was like a declaration of love and you thanked the stars for the wonderful woman who was by your side.

“Thank you for always being there for me,” you spoke carefully, ruining the silence that had settled between the two of you. "Forever, don't you remember?" she asked, pulling up her sleeve. The colorful bracelet you had made for her years ago, before your relationship, was still attached to her wrist.

You smiled and pulled her towards you with a wave of your hand to press a gentle kiss to her forehead.

After dinner you relaxed on the balcony lounger, wrapped in blankets and surrounded by stars. Emily cared for you lovingly, gently stroking your hair and whispering words of love and care to you. "I'm so grateful you're home," she spoke softly, holding you tighter against her front. "I couldn't imagine a better place to be." You replied and smiled happily, leaning your head back on her chest and closing your eyes.

In that moment, your home felt not just like a place, but like the safest and most beautiful place in the world. With Emily by your side, anything felt possible, and you knew that with her you could overcome any challenge life threw at you. All the darkness and pain you had been through could be overcome by your soulmate.

[t0ast-ghost]

S2 Episode 9 (Metamorphosis) Wait wait wait. I'm watching this episode on April 5th, this is so special (I know this won't be posted till days later but holy crap):

- I like hows there's just a mission that somehow requires the captain, first officer, and head medical officer to be on the same shuttle escorting one person

- I will not blame McCoy for anything (sorry. not sorry actually)

- They always take the Galileo

- Oooh pretty lighting

- "I'm not imagining you am I?" "We're real enough." Kirk what kind of fucking answer is that?

- "Food to a starving man. All of you." Saying this after he just shook Spock's hand is crazy…

- They’re conferring

- So the companion wants.. companions?

- SPOCK ITS BEHIND YOU

- The companion snap crackle popped the shuttle and Spock

- “It attacked you?!” Bones is shocked. “I’m not a scientist or a physicist, Mr Spock.” He says this with a smile and it’s such a moment between them

- This episode is like “if you love me let me go” and it’s such a deep love between them and holy shit

- hey siri what’s a “Judas Goat”?

- THEY FUCKING SHOT HIM

- McCoy watching his boyfriends die and begging the companion to stop

- “It isn’t your fault.” “I’m in command, Bones. It makes it my fault.” “How do you fight a thing like that?” “Maybe you’re a soldier so often that you forget you were also trained to be a diplomat.” Bones advice!

- Okay it just violently goes back to Scotty’s log. YESS UHURA AND SULU CONTENT!

- “It’s a big galaxy, Mr. Scott.” “Aye…”

- McCoy’s just standing there looking pretty next to Spock and Kirk in this episode, isn’t he?

- “The idea of male and female are universal constants, Cochrane.” Bull fucking shit, mate

- “You’re not a pet. You’re not a specimen kept in a cage. You’re a lover.” “I’m a whut!?”

“For all these years, I’ve let something as alien as that crawl around inside me, into my mind, my feelings…” So he wasn’t upset when he thought he was being treated as a caged animal/pet by a male or non gendered entity, but as soon as it’s a woman who’s in love with him... (its fair that he’s freaking out but like…what?)

- The boyfriend’s explaining why this guy should continue to date the cloud of sparkles. McCoy and Spock can agree on smt at least

- “No. I- I don’t want to die. I’ve been good at my job. But… I’ve never been in love. Never. What kind of life is that? Not to be loved. Never to have shown love. And he runs away from love.” This is such a heartbreaking and beautiful scene from the Ambassador

- “Companion, do you love the man?” “I do not understand.” “Is he important to you? More important than anything? Is he… as though he were apart of you?” SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP WHAT IS THIS

- “But you can’t really love him. You haven’t the slightest knowledge of love— the total union of two people. You are the companion, he is the man. You are two different things. You can’t join. You can’t love. You may keep him here forever. But you will always be separate. Apart from him.”

- Jim just poured his fucking heart out and we know it was about them I’m dying and crying about this

- “What did you hope to gain by that, Jim?” “Try to convince her of the hopelessness of it. Love sometimes expresses itself in sacrifice. I thought maybe if she loved him… She’d let him go.” Oh my the parallels of it. This is about Spock and McCoy. He wants to be with them, but he knows he can’t let them go and so he sacrifices himself for them. Leave me alone in this hole of misery and self deceit.

- Loneliness, oh god the loneliness. Her eyes show so much in this scene

- I love when bones stands there like a NPC or lego character (oh my god I want a Bones Lego figurine)

- I’m just going to say it. I think this guy is bisexual. And it’s not just because of the colour of the sky.

- “As long as you grow old together.” You know who grows old together…. I’m fucking going I’m going off. Spock, McCoy, and Kirk grow old together (is what I’m getting at)

What.. what happened to me. This episode.. bye…

(Edit: I know canonically they’re not dating but I like to take all the evidence I can to support it. So if some of this stuff is a bit nonsensical… I’m sleep deprived as shit and it’s finals)

Masterpost

Episode written by Gene L. Coon

[katz-chow]

blissful ignorance

synopsis: Grey's Anatomy is not a show that is praised for its medical accuracy. Although some cases are better than others, this show is just downright frustrating to the trained eyes. aka: 141 boys really appreciate their Doc and love to entertain their many rants.

warnings: sfw but nsfw jokes, fluff, platonic reader but they're close with Gaz & Soap, Grey's Anatomy, medical gore(?)

a/n: i genuinely hate Grey's Anatomy so much, I too, have not watched a single episode. Sorry for those who love this show, but I just can't watch it without being upset at its inaccuracies. So if I get any show things wrong, my bad guys.

Being a medic meant there was a lot of time in between saving 20 men and women in an hour to having nothing to do but count how many flushes you have in the storage room. But when the time hits, there's never enough of it.

But you managed, you always did, because being a head medic meant that you had to be 3 things; quick, efficient, and decisive. You were a master of these values and elements, which made you the best medical personnel this task force had ever seen. From being your field medic's eyes to managing medevacs when they land in your medical bay.

Today was different, however, because well...there was no one hurt. It was as if God had answered your prayers and given you the chance to clock out at 4 pm instead of 4 am.

Trudging over to the rec room, the boys were also left to their own devices for the rest of the night. Soap laid on the cracking leather couch with his feet up on the small wooden coffee table with Gaz on the floor by his feet, a plate of food in his hand. Price and Ghost were on their bets again as the foosball table shook underneath their intensity and focus for 50 bucks.

"What're you two watching?" You smiled as you sat down on the couch with them, propping your legs onto Soap's lap.

Gaz took a piece of a salty cracker and reached up behind him for you. You reach forwards and bite it out of his hand. "We're watching Grey's Anatomy, apparently it's the only thing on right now."

You scoffed as you chewed, throwing your head back onto the leather armrest. "Fucking hate this show, it's so damn stupid."

Soap's hand laid onto your leg as he rubbed it up and down in instinct. "C'mon Doc, it can't be that bad...I mean it's a medical show that's been going on longer than you've been alive probably."

You kicked him in his chest lightly, but enough to get your point across. "I've never watched a damn episode but I can tell you, no fucking intern can do surgery in any hospital! It's just wrong and very risky!"

On the tv, you can hear some of the main characters complain about how their colleagues are stitching wrong. At first, you started to focus on the stitching technique to nitpick but soon it dawned on you that these interns were stitching up their fellow intern's shoulder. You gasped and screamed, "Oh my god?! She did that on purpose?!"

"Sounds like something you'd do, Doc," Ghost's voice boomed over to the three of you as he slaps 50 bucks into Price's palm. Price snorts and pats him on the back as they leaned over the couch to watch with you.

You took offense to his comment and crossed your arms and huffed. "Not at all, I love my techs but I love me more. This is just weird..."

Price scoffed and stood up straight from his place on the backside of the couch. "You do you, Kiddo, but you do seem the type to do that."

You groaned and threw your head back dramatically, giving up on this show. "I had a good day today and this show ruined it! I mean come on, who in their right mind would let INTERNS perform life-threatening surgery on them?"

Price looked at Ghost, they shared a look, and both shook their heads as they went back to their competition. Gaz screamed as blood squirted out in a surgery scene and you hit him on the head to shut him up like a snooze button. "I don't even know what they hit, they probably killed that woman from holding a scalpel like that. Might as well use a switchblade and stab randomly at her."

Johnny stretched himself out and grunted as he draped his arms over the edge of the couch. "Go on, Bonnie, you tell them."

"I'm just saying, why doesn't she just get an actual surgeon?" You grumbled and screamed.

Gaz laid his head back and you rubbed his head. "It's late at night, but it's a big hospital and it's an emergency. It's not hard to find an on-call surgeon that can do a simple appendectomy instead of risking your life just because 'I like my friends.' Stupid, stupid girl!"

Soap giggles with a hand over his mouth as he sees your hand grip Gaz's head and tug it back in forth. Gaz's eyes filled with tears as the pain radiates through his head. "Doc, stop..." He says quietly.

"Yeah, Doc, take a chill pill," Soap laughs as Gaz grasps your wrist and peels your fingers from his skull.

You screamed out in frustration as the one thing that EVERYONE should know, is done wrong in a medical show: CPR. You jump from your seat and tackle Soap out of his spot as you tumble on the ground. Gaz leaps from his spot too and tries to break the two of you away from each other as it quickly turns into a sparring-roughhousing match. Ghost and Price turn over from their game of darts and sigh.

"Johnny, get off of them, by God!" Ghost grumbles as he throws a dart into the 25-ring. Price growled as he slides Ghost a 20.

The two of you stop and you pretend to have collapsed and died as you reach out to Ghost, "Ghost...just know..." you cough, "That I...I...left the oven on..." You flop over and die.

Johnny springs into action as Gaz fakes sobs over your passing, tears forming surprisingly quickly as you feel them fall on your cheek. "No, no! Doc, stay with me here!" Johnny puts his hands over your sternum and prepares to do really bad chest compressions on you. "Don't worry Doc, I saw this on Grey's Anatomy!"

"GET OFF ME YOU SHIT FUCKER!"

[pedropascalspolygraphtest]

I have a request for a joel miller x reader where she has a nightmare about how he dies and she makes him and tommy swear up and down that they will never tell anyone their real names upon meeting new ppl!

Joel Miller X Reader- Promise Me

Notes/Warnings: Mostly fluff, a little dramatic. For the sake of this fic, I'm assuming people in-universe know about Ellie's condition, and know Joel is transporting her. SPOILERS up to episode 6. Anon, I hope you enjoy this!

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You weren’t supposed to ask Joel to do anything for you.

Hell, you didn’t even want to try. You’d been instructed by Marlene the day you left Boston that you were, under no circumstances, to get in the way; Ellie was precious cargo, and you were just there to make sure she reached where she needed to. To make sure Joel and Tess didn’t quit on her halfway, and leave her stranded in the wilderness.

And you hadn’t trusted Joel either; not in the QZ, and certainly not when you’d been trying to leave it. He’d been brusque, rude. He’d barely even glanced at you— or Ellie— through most of the journey away, but when he’d lost Tess... you’d seen a side of him you were sure he’d rather have kept hidden. He’d kept watch all night, and when you woke up to swap shifts he’d shook his head no. He didn’t say much, but you saw his face, haggard and worn. Under his breath he’d been humming some old song, a song you couldn’t figure the words out to.

“Can't sleep?” Ellie asked suddenly, interrupting your chain of thought. She leaned down from the top bunk. You’d gone exploring and found beds— bunk beds—in Wyoming, the kind of bed you and your brother used to share before the world ended, and you knew you had to let her sleep in them before you had to leave yet again. “Wait, are we keeping watch here too? I thought Joel said we didn’t have to—“”

“No.” You tried to smile reassuringly. “No, we don’t have to stay up, or keep watch. Go back to sleep, Ellie.”

“Are you having a nightmare then?”

You sighed. You had been having a nightmare, a bad one. You never had them before; maybe as a kid, about monsters and ghosts and whatnot, but not since everything had changed. For years you’d dreamed about your parents, and your brother who'd left for a sleepover hours before it all started. But then you’d started work; Marlene had trained you as a medic, to sew up cuts and stave off infections, and a few weeks in, you’d realized you’d never had another nightmare again.

“Y/N?” Ellie asked, her voice worried. “Are you okay?”

You shook yourself out of the haze of thoughts.

“Yeah.” You stood up, and arched your back to stretch out. “I just need some water, okay? Go back to sleep.”

She shrugged and rolled back over, and you made your way down the stairs, rubbing your forehead. You hadn’t had nightmares for years… but you’d woken up that night drenched in a cold sweat. You’d dreamt of an attack— Joel and Tommy, traveling somewhere on horseback. An attack by a group of raiders. Joel, drenched in blood, lying on the ground, his eyes shut. Joel, not breathing.

Joel.

You'd woken up with a scream in your throat and you'd felt what you'd tried so hard so suppress all this time; Joel mattered to you. More than mattered. You were feeling something for him, things you’d sworn you would never feel again; slowly but surely, no matter how hard you tried otherwise.

"He doesn't care," you told yourself. "You're cargo. Just cargo. He will never care for you the way he cared for Tess."

You reached the bottom of the stairs and found the bottle of clean water Marlene had left you, taking a grateful gulp. Luxuries, these were luxuries.

"Can't sleep?" You turned to see Joel sitting on the floor, back leaned against the wall. His face was scrunched up in the same expression Ellie had had upstairs, and you were once again disconcerted by how much they'd began to resemble each other. Joel would say something, and Ellie would finish his sentence. Ellie would grumble to you in the exact tone Joel used on her. And Ellie- Ellie even made him smile, though he tried to hide it.

"I had a nightmare." You took a seat on the floor beside him, and let out a sigh. "You ever have those?"

He looked at you, raising his eyebrows.

"Like the Boogeyman? Monster under the bed stuff?" he shook his head, and you could've sworn you saw the ghost of a smile. "Yeah, all the time. Just had one now."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "You know what I mean."

He sighed, fingering the buttons of his jacket. In the dim light of the moon, his face was softer, less worn. You thought about how beautiful he was. Before, even in Boston, you would have gone for someone louder, brighter. Like Tommy, almost. But now, you couldn’t imagine yourself with anyone but Joel.

"Not anymore. I did, for years. After... after all of it." He looked at you. "It gets easier."

"It's not them." You took another gulp of water. "Not my family, I mean." You took a breath, and finally let it out. "I dreamt of you."

"Me?"

"You." You didn't care if made you sound stupid, or paranoid, or little-girlish, or whatever else. You had to tell him. You had to let him know. "I dreamt of you and Tommy on a ride. You got captured by a group of Raiders who knew your names. Knew what— who—you were trying to carry across the state. I dreamt they tried to take her, and I dreamt that you fought them. Then- then I dreamt you died."

He sighed.

"I know you're worried, Y/N, but this isn't our first time doing—”

You shook your head.

"No, Joel. This isn't some childish nightmare." You sat up straight, and looked him right in the eye. "I stopped dreaming of my family when I was sixteen. I was on field patching up a wound when I saw my older brother running at me full tilt trying to rip my throat out. He still had his eyes, but there was nothing behind them."

"Y/N," Joel breathed, his brown eyes soft. "I'm sorry."

You bit your lip, and paused for a moment to keep your voice steady. "I had to watch them put a bullet in him. In my ten year old brother in his Spiderman pyjamas." You took a breath. "So don't you tell me this is some stupid notion I've suddenly woken up with. Bad things happen here. They happen to me. And I won't have you be one of them."

“I won't be."

"You better not," you let out a sigh. You moved closer, against all the things your mind was telling you. He doesn't care. But you did. "You can't tell them who you are. You have to hide it, no matter what. You can't get caught, Joel. You just can't."

"Y/N," Joel looked you in the eye. He hesitated, and you could’ve sworn he looked at your lips, just for a moment. “I’ll take care of myself. And her.”

You nodded, taking a deep breath, and moved away. There were a million other things you wanted to talk about to him; how you felt, why he was the way he is. The things you didn’t even dare say aloud in your head; of a life, with him and Ellie, like Bill and Frank. Not a normal life, not by any means— but a life.

But he looked tired, so tired. And all of it could wait until he returned. When he returned, you would tell him. And he would listen.

“Y/N,” he said again, and this time he didn’t hesitate. “I promise.”

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Asks are open! Send me your requests, and I'll try my best to do justice to them. Even a part 2 of this, if you're interested?

[icycoldninja]

Heyy how have you been? Hope everything has been going well for you!! I wanted to ask if you're able to write a Raiden X reader fic where reader comes home after a tough day at work. Wanting to unwind and relax with him, it could be fluff or whatever you want to put it! I enjoy reading what you put out here🥹🥹❤️

Sup? Thanks for your well-wishing--everything has been going well for me. I got FFVII Rebirth and am now obsessed with playing it, so I might be a little inactive for a few weeks, but don't worry, I'm still writing whenever I have time and am glad to write requests like these. I mean, come on, the concept's so cute! (I chose to write about MGR:R Raiden if that's OK with you) Thanks so much for reading, and please enjoy.

Chilling out (MGR:R!Raiden x Reader fluff)

Today had to have been one of the worst work days of you life. Your boss, who was a cranky, stingy old man to begin with, had come to work more irritated than usual. It was like he'd not only gotten up on the wrong side of the bed, but also gotten yelled at by his wife and badgered by his kids not long after.

He'd chewed out nearly everyone in your office, but seemed to be directing the brunt of his anger to you. You tried to ignore him at first, but eventually, the constant screaming and whining became too much for you. You decided to clock out early, not really caring whether or not he fired you for it--he probably wouldn't, though, given that you were one of the few hard working employees he had left.

The moment you set your foot through the door, you felt like your soul had left your body; the calm air you had put on dissipating and leaving you more exhausted and drained than you ever thought was physically possible.

"Hey, babe, welcome back." You heard the clanking of metal feet against wooden floor as Raiden, your 80% robot boyfriend, stalked up to you. "Yeah, I'm back," You sighed, setting your bags on the floor and stumbling into Raiden's outstretched arms. "You tired?" He asked, squeezing you gently, yet firmly, with his metallic limbs. "Mmhmm," You grumbled, feeling your eyelids grow heavy and lower involuntarily. "Wanna nap?" You shook your head wearily; if you took a nap now, you'd never get to sleep tonight. "Then...why don'tcha go sit on the couch and we'll watch a movie or something?" You nodded sleepily, sluggishly making your way over to the couch and collapsing onto it. Raiden followed you, sitting down on the seat next to you and picking up the remote from the coffee table.

"Got any idea what you wanna watch?" You shook your head, resting your head against the armrest. "I'll pick something then."

After a few moments of quietly scrolling through a random streaming service, Raiden settled on some kind of crime-drama and pressed play on the first episode. While the show was interesting, you weren't really invested in it. Your mind was clouded with exhaustion; your body longed for rest, but you were too stubborn to let sleep claim you.

As you struggled to keep your eyes open, you decided to slide over to Raiden and place your head on his cold metal body, which hopefully would help keep the drowsiness at bay. This plan backfired, unfortunately; the soft rumbling of the machinery within was comforting and only served to lull you to sleep faster. Before you knew it, your eyes slid shut, and try as you might, there was no fighting sleep's vise-like hold.

After the first episode ended, Raiden's gaze drifted down to your slumbering form laying on his torso. Smiling, he ran his clawed hand carefully through your hair and down your back, chuckling softly to himself as he did so. He knew he should wake you up or you'd be too energetized to sleep, but you were so adorable--surely a few minutes wouldn't hurt, would it?

"Sweet dreams, precious," Raiden whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "I love ya."

[artracoon]

PJO SERIES HOT TAKES/UNPOPULAR

OPINIONS. Sorry if I offend anyone, it's just an opinion. NO HATE I LOVE RICK AND THE ACTORS 💙(I just don't like Disney directing tbh)

The Athena kid in me is screaming at the top of their lungs because they think they could make a better script than Disney. BRO FINISH 2

Chapters in like 5 minutes- AND THE FIGHT SCENE BETWEEN MS DODDS AND PERCY

WAS RUUUUSHED Slow down Disney that was a good bit. They also made it happen outside instead of having her lead him inside. How hard did the mist have to work with all those people there???

Is it just me or is Sally kinda mean, where's our mom figure? Im crying over Luke's acting it was so good but also why are you dropping bombshells on us the second episode??

No offense to the actors but some of the lines felt like they were from Disney channel in the 2000s. It feels almost like a completely different story I understand why but I thought it was going to be more accurate

Love Annabeth’s "you drool when you sleep" but why was the scene setting so weird??

1 I drastically miss the Hellhound scene. It was one of my favorite scenes. They should have made the first two episodes *| accidentally vaporized my math teacher" and "My mom teaches me bullfighting" then they wouldn't have had to rush it so much. So much information was thrown at us in the first episode I couldn't process it. Also the convo between Percy and Sally in the Cabin was really unrealistic... Why did she have to drop that on Percy so fast I thought Mr. D and Chiron were supposed to have that conversation with Percy.

The bathroom scene was fine but I really wish Annabeth could have been there, instead of making her look like a huge stalker. We could have had her show him around camp like I get we want to build that relationship with Luke so it hits harder but Idk I personally wouldn't want her on my team if all she did was go "Im stalking you to see if your worthy" ditch me and watch me fight 3 v1 and then push me in the ocean. The Ares kids bashing... but Clarisse's acting was great. That scream of anger was amazing.

I feel like they took the first book and went

"eh don't need this, or this hmmm nah that doesn't seem important" and then shook it all about. They changed so much to save time but they didn't even make it a movie so there wasn't much point??

The intro was fine. I didn't really like the dialogue between Percy and Sally at the beginning. The museum was okay but we didn't get a lesson about Kronos so no foreshadowing for that at all. No one really seems to remember this but Percy didn't keep the pen and it doesn't make sense for him to as-well with getting kicked out of school. In the Book Percy was given the pen while fighting Miss Dodds. Afterwards he was still unknowingly clutching the pen when he went to talk to Mr.Brunner who took his pen back saying he should bring his own pen next time, making Percy more confused because Mr.Brunner had given him the pen.

Later when he's leaving for the quest Chiron gives him the pen saying it was from his dad. That means Percy wouldn't have had the pen during his time at camp and his fight with the minotaur. So it wouldn't make sense for him to defeat the minotaur with its horn rather than his pen if he had the pen. In the book he HAD to defeat the minotaur with his own horn because he had no other weapon.

He had a hard time on the beach and during sword training because no other sword felt right. I could rant forever on everything they overlooked.

Sorry no one asked for this rant i'm just so upset because Rick said it was going to be accurate and he chose these Actors because they would be able to play the parts more accurately but the script doesn't work so I there's no point in having actors who would do a good job if the script doesn't do a good job

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 2 - What Is Going on?

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They both laughed as they shook my hand. And that was my first introduction to Jensen and Jared. The best friends a girl could ask for.

Filming was to start in just under a year so we made the decision to hang out as much as possible and get to know each other. It was the best year of my life. Coming from having no family and hardly any friends and in a new town I was grateful for how welcoming everyone was.

I even met Jensen’s wife Amy and she was just as friendly as the boys.

When filming started Jensen,  Jared and I decided to share an apartment. A few of the crew also rented apartments in the same complex. I can’t tell you how happy I was.

The first few weeks of filming were a breeze, but then came Jensen’s character, and my character had to film a sex scene, something I had never done before. When Jensen saw how nervous I was he tried to calm me down saying he had done this before and I could trust him, and I'll be so sick of these scenes it will be boring after a while.

As we wrapped season one a big party was thrown Amy had flown up for it, and I was so happy to have another girl to hang with.

One morning the boys rang me screaming it was our two year anniversary since we met and we needed to celebrate,  so obviously I had to fly down and party.

I spent the next few weeks down in Texas. I stayed in Jared's and it worked out perfectly as season one was just about to be released.

We watched the first few episodes together but then I flew back to Canada to get the apartment ready for the boys coming back.

When they arrived a few weeks later Jared hugged me,  trying to squeeze out any air I had left in my body but as I hugged Jensen I could tell he was hesitant and something was off.

“You okay?” I smiled. 

“Yea, Smurfette” he smiled sadly.

The next few months of filming I couldn’t help but feel Jensen becoming closed off from me and began to panic.

“Jared, did I do something?” I asked tears forming in my eyes.

“Y/n no you did nothing wrong“ he hugged me tight kissing the top of my head “your his second favourite friend, he will talk to us when he is ready”

I pushed him and laughed “I have you know I'm the first favourite” but knowing that wasn't the case, 

“Jensen,  come on the next walking dead is ready to watch “ I shouted from our living room.

Jared plopped down beside me placing drinks on the table. As we waited we could hear Jensen shouting from his bedroom.

“What's going on who is he talking to?” I asked confused.

Jared shrugged being equally as confused

When Jensen stormed out of the room he yelled “Thanks a lot Y/n I was on with Amy and you shouting at me to get off the phone didn't help.”

“oh I’m so sorry I didn't know you were on the phone with her” I whispered taken back by his tone.

“How is she?” I asked, “I’ve texted and rang her a few times but haven't been able to get through”

“You know not everything is about you” Jensen yelled at me.

“Woah Jensen” Jared stood up “She was only asking a question.”

“What so you are on her side?” Jensen accused.

“When you’re shouting like this I am” Jared tried to calm him down “Tell us what's going on man we are your friends “

“Nothing is going on let’s just watch the damn show” Jensen huffed throwing himself down on the couch.

As I slowly sat down looking at Jared he shrugged at me and shook his head in shock. As we sat in silence watching the show Jensen’s phone kept going off. And the more it kept going off the more angry he got.

“We could leave this for another time if you wanted” you softly said not wanting to cause any trouble.

“If I wanted to leave it for another time I would have said” Jensen barked.

As tears formed in your eyes, you whispered “I'm feeling tired anyway I think I'm just going to go to bed.”

As you stood up Jensen yelled at you “You’re trying to make me feel guilty now?”

“Jensen” Jared shouted, “What the fuck?”

As you walked into your room `, silently crying you curled up on the bed,

“What the fuck man?” Jared shoved Jensen,  “she's our best friend what are you doing?”

“Amy is having a breakdown with all the sex scenes Jared I don't what to do “ Jensen confessed rubbing his hand down his face

“And how is that y/n fault?” Jared asked “She is just following the script. She loves your wife she would never hurt her.”

“I know but I don't know what to do” Jensen started to cry.

(Just like everyone else who loves Supernatural,  I love Danneel, So for this story, I have made Jensen’s wife someone else out of respect x)