#I AM SO SERIOUS I'LL DIE WITHOUT HER ITS CRAZY

[yamikawas]

Do you ever feel your lips tingling? That was meeeee 🌸⚡️

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[nothing-but-dreamy]

RECKLESS

Pairing: FFXV!NYX ULRIC x FEM!READER

Words: 2.559

Warnings: cursing, erotica

Synopsis: Yn is a reckless Glaive. One of her comrades is not okay with her behavior and so, he wants to talk with her.

"We need backup in the west! Behemoth and Imperials. More to come. Nyx, where are you?", Luche asked through the intercom.

"I'm on my way-", Nyx answered through the ear-piercing noise of the battlefield.

"Am already there, Luch!", Yn answered Luche's request through the channel.

"No! Yn, don't! There are too many enemies! Yn!”, Nyx tried to call Yn through the channel but he got no response, “God damnit!", he cursed frustrated.

"Go! I'll manage it here!", Libertus' shouted over the impact of another grenade. Nyx cursed and left his friend's side, knowing exactly what Yn was about to do.

As Nyx reached the position, he already met a bunch of comrades, helping each other to fall back to a safer spot behind some crumbled ruins, "Where's Yn?", he asked concerned as he couldn’t see the small woman. An explosion enclosed them in a cloud of sand. As an answer, someone pointed at a Behemoth in some distance.

The angry creature screamed violently and tried to reach the position of Nyx and the others as it saw the Glaives. Nyx got ready to fight, almost throwing his Kukri, as he watched how a person appeared on top of the Behemoth's head out of nowhere, encircled with magical aftermath.

Immediately, Nyx noticed the small frame as Yn's and watched worriedly how she jumped from the head, aiming for the ear of the roaring animal to land on it before she pushed herself from it to slam both her blades into the throat of the creature as deep as she could to kill it. As the animal fell lifeless to the ground, sliding a few metres through the dust, Yn jumped from it and landed elegantly in front of Nyx' feet with a grin, "Oh, hey, Ulric! Wanna join the fun?"

"Fun? You-", but Nyx got stopped as Yn pushed him out of the line of fire the Magiteks had started. They were rolling over the ground until Yn landed on top of him, straddling Nyx' lap, her hands on his chest, "Well...nice view, hero.”, she whispered seductively, “But I have to go. Was my pleasure to save your sexy ass tho.", she said grinning before she got up on her feet, fighting against the closing imperial troops.

Cursing with annoyance, Nyx jumped back on his feet and joined her in the fight. She still had the upper hand but he knew that could change quickly. The Magiteks were merci- and countless. Nyx jumped next to her side the second she decapitated a mechanical soldier who knelt to her feet. Her daggers were sparkling in the setting sun while she smirked, her face covered with blood and dust.

"Yn! Nyx! What's your status?", Luche asked serious. He already had gotten the information that both Glaives were fighting in the most dangerous area. Alone.

"We're at the west wing.", Yn answered while killing another rifleman, stemming her foot on his chest to pull out her blade, "We're fighting against Magiteks but they're coming in steady waves. Behemoth is down, tho.", she called out, jumping at the next two soldiers and killed them both at the same time with her blades digging deep into their throats.

Nyx did the same and landed next to Yn with his back against hers to cover each other, "Luche, what are the next orders? We can't hold the line here without backup.", he called out seriously while the next wave was already on their way.

"Okay, all Glaives fall back! I repeat, all Glaives: fall back and regroup!", Luche ordered.

Nyx moved to follow the orders but stopped as he noticed that Yn wasn't behind him. As he turned around, he saw her fighting against the next Magiteks. Even another Behemoth was on its way, straight aiming for her position.

Fascinated and amazed at the same time, Nyx watched how easily Yn wielded the blades in her hands. As if she was dancing, she flew over the battlefield, warping back and forth. Effortlessly and merciless, like an angel of death, Yn took out one enemy after the next.

A Magitek shuttle dropped new soldiers while Yn aimed for the Behemoth. She was already running to it. Once again, Nyx cursed about her blind recklessness and was about to follow her, but as a grenade exploded near Nyx, he warped aside to get save. As he looked around the little piece of wall he was hiding behind, he saw nothing else then dust, debris and dead bodies.

***

"Yn!", Nyx called out as he saw the small woman walking down the hallway of the headquarters, joking with Furia about something random. The konvoi had brought them back five minutes ago and now, everyone was looking forward to taking a shower, a drink or to get some sleep after this long, exhausting fight against Niflheim.

Yn turned around as she heard her name and saw Nyx closing up on her, "Yeah? Oh, hey...", she exhaled, rolling with her eyes about his stern expression with the frown chiseled into his features.

"What was that back on the field?", Nyx asked angrily.

"Could you be more precise? You mean as I have saved your ass? Or as I had this little dance with the Magiteks?", Yn asked with a smirk, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I mean the fight with the Behemoth? And the imperials? And the other Behemoth?", Nyx pointed out as the other comrades passed them, ignoring the two who were always fighting about something since Yn had joined the Kingsglaive.

"Oh, I see! You're mad because you fear I would try to snatch away your little title as a hero. Don't worry. I'm not eager to steal anything from you. You can keep your reputation.", she said with an arrogant grin and walked away.

Nyx groaned annoyedly before he ran after her. Quickly, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an abandoned room where he closed the door and pressed her against a wall, caging her with his arms.

"What are you doing, Ulric? Let me go!", Yn hissed angrily.

"No! Not until you told me what your plan is. Are you so eager to die? Do you wanna get killed?", Nyx hissed through gritted teeth. He had much respect for this young woman and her skill but she was a bit too reckless for his liking.

"Oh, you're so quick to judge others, huh? Can I remind you that you're not even better than I am? What I have heard about you is that you're the incarnation of recklessness, hero! So, what makes you think you have the right to question my decisions? I'm still alive and also everyone else around me! That's all that matters! Always!", Yn said and stared serious at the man in front of her.

"You play with your life as if it would be just a game!", Nyx said through his gritted teeth.

"Yes! I play with my life! And? No one cares what I do with my life anyway! No one cares if I'm alive or not!", she snarled.

"I care about your life, fuck damnit!", Nyx hissed aggressively and in the next moment, he crashed his lips on hers to silence her. For weeks, he had been hungry to taste her lips. She drove him crazy with simply everything: with her manners, with her thoughtless will to fight against everything, with her undeniable beauty... Nyx felt frustrated when it came to her and to silence her and her nonsense was everything he wanted. That and to kiss her breathless.

But Yn wasn't amused and even if she had to admit that Nyx tasted seductively like sweet danger and kissed addictively, she hated when someone tried to silence her. So, she pushed against Nyx' chest to shove him away from her before she slapped his cheek violently.

Nyx' head snapped to the side with a stinging pain and after the first shock and panting for air, he looked slowly back at Yn who stared at him with a hatred filled glance.

Yn looked straight into his blue, dark sparkling eyes, "Don't you ever fucking dare to silence me again! What I do with my life is not your concern. You care for me? Fine! But that won't change any of my decisions! Got it? And now", she growled, grabbing the collar of Nyx' uniform, "Kiss me again, idiot!", she ordered and pulled him back to connect their lips with a bruising force.

Nyx gave her no second chance to change her mind now, as he had her where he wanted to have her: in his arms. As he kissed her desperately, he pinned her with his lower body against the wall while he roamed appreciatively over her curves with his hands. From her chest down to her hips to her back and to her ass to squeeze it softly.

Yn enjoyed his admiring touch but she wanted more of him. She wanted to feel him under her hands like she had dreams about it when she was alone with her imagination. Quickly, she opened everything from his uniform jacket to push it down his shoulders. As the jacket fell to the ground, she undressed his vest and quickly, she also undressed his shirt to toss it away.

"Hell, are you done already?", Nyx hissed, annoyed as he had to leave her lips for the second time.

"Next time, you should consider to dress less of these irrelevant clothes. Just a tip.", she whispered husky with a smirk.

Nyx leant closer matching her smirk, brushing along her nose with his own, "Next time?"

"Depends on what you have to offer now, hero.", she whispered lasciviously against his lips and scratched down his back with her nails, which caused Nyx to moan with pleasure.

"You little minx. You're not even better than I am.", he breathed, pointing at the fact that she was still fully dressed.

Slowly, she opened her jacket to undress it. She undressed her vest under his observing glance and with her eyes still connected with Nyx' dark gleaming orbs, she undressed the shirt and the bra in one go. Yn noticed how his eyes flickered down her exposed chest. Slowly she opened her belt and then even her pants to let them fall down, stepping out of them, the underwear and the boots, "Now, tell me, what do you desire?", she breathed while shoving her hands over her head to display herself. With soft moves, she lolled underneath Nyx’ eyes, showing him what he could have if he just reached out.

Nyx gnawed on his lower lip as he enjoyed the view in front of him. Even after a battle, her skin seemed to be so soft. The countless, little scars were signs of her rough past and how persistent she had been so far. Her right rib cage was covered with brandings from the Magitek tortures she went through before she had come to Insomnia. Bruises were already building from the latest fights on the battlefield. And yet, she was breathtakingly beautiful, strong and determined to fight as long as she could.

Possessively, Nyx placed his hands on her hips, digging into her flesh which earned him low moans from her lips, "You wanna know what I want?", he whispered, "I want you, Yn. For a very long time, I'm just longing to have you.", Nyx breathed.

Yn smirked, "Then, make me yours, Glaive.", she breathed seductively, grabbing his belt to open it and then his pants to push them down his hips with an untamable, passionately, hungry fire.

Nyx didn't need another invitation. Quickly, he scooted her up with his hands underneath her ass, bringing her into position. Yn snaked her legs around his hips and pulled him even closer. The moment he entered her, he groaned deeply by the feeling of her wet walls enclosing him. Still adjusting, Nyx leant with his forehead against her shoulder, kissing her soft skin while she snaked her arms around his neck.

Yn rolled with her hips to increase the friction between them even more while she raked her fingers through his soft hair, tugging on his braids and strands to tease him. Never before, she had felt so wanted by someone like in this moment as Nyx showed her his affection through his lips and hands, "God damnit, Nyx.", she breathed, panting for air as she just concentrated on the hot feeling of the man inside of her.

As he heard his name falling from her lips, Nyx raised his head to look into her eyes. She looked straight into his eyes as he started to grind with his hips. He saw the pleasure in her features. Whenever he reached her pleasure point, Yn moaned with relish and closed her eyes while she just enjoyed what he did.

Amazed, Nyx grinned while he felt how her legs tightened around his hips, keeping him in place. As he noticed that she was close, he kept his moves steady to give her what she needed. Yn's breath became more erratic and before she could betray their hidden position with her scream, Nyx captured her lips with his so she was moaning into his mouth as she rode out her orgasm on him.

Nyx shuddered as Yn's nails dug into his shoulder blades. Her walls clenched around him and she bit down on his lip. While she tried to come down, Nyx rolled his hips into hers to satisfy his own desire.

Still breathless, Yn smirked as she saw his dark, lust-filled glance. He looked her in the eyes once again as if it would turn him on to see her reaction. Slowly, she tightened her walls around him again while she scratched along his neck and shoulders with her nails to push him over the edge with sweet pain.

To muffle the sound of his own climax, Nyx buried his face into the crook of her neck, biting into her soft skin under her ear which let her shudder against his solid body. As Nyx came slowly clear, he put Yn back on her feet while both were still panting for air. Softly, Yn cupped his face, cradling his stubbles, tracing the lines of his lips and jaw with her thumbs to worship his handsomeness.

Nyx leant against her forehead with his own, enjoying her softness towards him, "Please, stop being reckless.", he breathed against her lips, embracing her frame to pull her against his naked skin, not able to let her go just yet.

Yn felt touched. No one before was so eager to keep her alive or in their life at all, "Well, I can't promise you that, Nyx. But ... What do you think of the following idea: Come to my place later and show me your arguments again why I should be more cautious, huh?"

Nyx grinned, kissing her softly and caring before he looked her in the eyes again, "Trust me, I will be there."

"Like you, I trust more in actions than in words. So, convince me, hero.", she breathed with a smirk and a pat on his chest before she passed him to dress her clothes again. Yn left the room with the hope he would follow her request later so she would be less alone for the first time in her life.

[a-smr-things]

Underwater (Peter Parker x Reader)

T/w: Suicidal thoughts, trauma

Read at your own discretion.

This is my first time and I am still developing my fanfic style...so please do forgive any stupid errors on my part.

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If there was one person you hated in Midtown, it was him. Perfect hair, perfect grades and your academic rival, Peter Parker.

But like, seriously, even Flash didn't annoy you as much as Peter did.

And he just had to interrupt you while you were explaining your interpretation of the poem.

What the hell did he know about literature anyway? Science nerd.

It didn't help that both of you were the chairs of the student council.

"MJ," you yelled out as you ran after her.

"Y/n," MJ acknowledged you as she turned to face you, the wind blowing her hair all out of place.

"Do you have any idea where Peter is?" The exasperation was evident in your voice.

This would be the third meeting he had missed in a row. You didn't understand how the hell he had managed to disappear off to nowhere just before the meeting.

Either the guy knew apparition or he was in serious need of a smack to the head.

"Well, guess I will be alone this time as well," you mumbled to yourself as you walked towards the meeting room.

***

"Ow," Peter groaned as he walked away from the scene of crime.

Falling face first onto a garbage bin wasn't part of his bucket list but sometimes you get stuff you never asked for.

He swung over to the rooftop where he had left his backpack. His phone was buzzing off when he got to it.

16 missed calls from Y/n

"Why is she calling me?" He mumbled as he grabbed his backpack to go back home.

"Oh shit," he said when he realized, quickly changing lanes and swinging towards the school.

***

After school student council meetings are nothing to be excited about. It was pretty evident that Peter didn't like them. You weren't especially crazy about the meetings either.

After all, why would anyone want to sit in a room with some bored ass kids who just wanna go home?

As much as you hated Peter, having him in the meeting did take off some of the burden from you and you would rather he be present. But, no! The guy was apparently continuing his "Let me ditch on the meeting" ritual again.

"Y/n, did you bring the agenda for the segment about lack of sports equipment?" The representative of the football team asked you as you sat at the desk.

"Ah shit, of course Peter had to be in charge of it. Wait, let me go get it from his shelf." You said hurriedly, walking out of the door.

"Thank God Miss Martins asked us to put the files in her staffroom shelf, else I'd be doomed," you thought as you took the shortcut by the swimming pool to reach the staff room.

"Fuck." The tiles beside the swimming pool were slippery and you weren't being careful when it happened.

It was all so sudden.

Water rushed into your mouth and ears as you sank deeper into the pool.

Panic set in and you knew you had to save yourself but a cold yet somewhat warm and tingly numbness settled in your limbs.

Your heart ached and you felt as if someone was squeezing it. The sudden weightlessness mesmerised you.

Your joints felt like lead and your body felt like paper. Your face and chest hurt as you ran out of oxygen...but somehow, it felt good.

You couldn't feel anything but a sense of relief.

You didn't understand where this feeling of satiation was coming from, but it made you feel at ease.

You knew how to swim, but you didn't feel like saving yourself. As your body became oxygen deprived, your struggle increased as you flayed your arms aimlessly in the water.

But somehow you managed to stop yourself from trying to swim to the surface.

An addicting void filled your head as you slowly fell into unconsciousness.

***

Peter ran through the hallway trying to get to the meeting ASAP, cuz no matter how much he hated working with you, he was responsible.

Sure, he did forget about the previous two meetings but being a superhero was hard.

He ran towards the swimming pool corridor to take the shortcut to the meeting room.

He didn't expect his spidey senses to tingle when he passed the deep end of the pool.

He peered into the pool and saw a girl half-floating haphazardly near the floor of the pool.

Without leaving any time for hesitation, he jumped into the pool swimming in to grab the drowning girl.

It was only when he pulled her out of the pool that he saw her face.

"Y/n? Holy shit, Y/n? " He croaked out, rushing to check your breathing.

You weren't breathing.

Peter panicked and checked your pulse only to not feel one. After a moment of confusion and fear, he came back to his senses as he remembered the emergency drill they'd had the previous month.

"Five breaths, then a round of thirty chest compressions, then two breaths and repeat." Peter recited as he laid you on your back He had 911 on call as he started CPR.

He heard a sickening crack but had no other option but to continue. He alternated between thirty compressions and two oral resuscitations like he was taught.

"Wake up, Y/n. Please don't die," he cried as fear, panic and desperation filled his mind.

Her body was cold and her skin was shrivelled up from the water. She didn't look like the prim and proper Y/n he knew.

She looked dead.

Peter was overcome with incomparable relief when she opened her eyes wheezing for air. She wheezed for a while and stared at Peter, looking confused and disoriented.

"Y/n, are you okay? The ambulance is coming, don't worry. You will be fine," he said as he pushed you into the recovery position.

Your consciousness didn't last long. You were in pain and exhaustion.

Peter was on call with his homeroom teacher as you drifted in an out of consciousness.

The ambulance arrived just as Miss Martins reached Peter. She was horrified to see her model student lie unconscious on the wet tiles of the pool, her skin pale and her lips trembling from the cold.

***

You woke up in the hospital with an IV drip and an oxygen mask over your face.

You tried to get up, but the nurse was quick to stop you from doing so.

Soon, people were rushing into your room.

"Mom," you whispered under the mask.

"Baby," she was crying when she sat beside you.

"Wha-," your mom cut you off when you tried to speak.

"Don't strain yourself, you have pneumonia. Take it easy." Your head hurt and your legs ached.

Your throat felt like parchment paper with jelly on it.

"Phlegm and jelly? What a good comparison, Y/n," you thought to yourself.

Slowly, the gravity of the situation weighed in.

You felt like there was a stone in your chest when you remembered how you had let yourself drown.

You didn't try to swim up and save yourself. You had purposefully let yourself drown.

You didn't even know why.

Tears sprung to your eyes as you realised that you had almost killed yourself.

You remembered exactly how you felt underwater. You'd never had these thoughts before.

Why did you do that all of a sudden? Were you suicidal? How could you be? There was nothing wrong with you, you were perfectly fine...Why would you want to die?

The heart-rate monitor went off as you went into a full blown panic attack.

The nurse rushed in, calling for the on-call doctor as she checked your vitals.

Your eyes widened, tears flowing down your face. You wanted to scream but your throat felt like it was clogged shut.

Your hand clamped onto the doctors hand in panic as you fell onto your pillow in exhaustion.

***

"Run, run, run..." You chanted to yourself as you ran through the forest.

You had no idea how you reached there, but somehow you knew that you had to keep running.

You panted as you reached the edge of the forest only to see a huge expanse of rock and a gigantic rock wall in front of you.

You walked over the rocks, your legs shaking from exhaustion. The sun was shining onto you, some of the rays falling onto your eyes giving you a headache.

You fell onto your knees trying to catch your breath.

Suddenly the stone beneath you started rumbling and a loud sound filled the silent atmosphere.

You stood up, afraid and confused. And then it came.

Water rushed from top of the huge rock wall, falling right onto the stone you wear standing.

Your skin hurt, the force of the water bruising it up instantly. Suddenly, you weren't standing on the rock anymore.

The strong current of water swept you off your feet and pushed you along its course.

You tried your best to stay afloat but the current was too strong.

Water rushed around your ears and entered your nose as you struggled to breath.

The water threw your limp body around.

Crack

You woke up screaming, sweat covering your scrubs.

"Y/n, sweetheart, you okay?" Your mother barged in hearing your screams, followed by Peter and MJ.

Seeing Peter, you composed yourself and leant back against the pillow.

"It's nothing. Just a bad dream," You muttered under your breath.

"Honey, I'll wait outside. I have a phone call to make. Meanwhile, you just chat with Peter and Michelle, okay?" Your mom said as she left.

You took a sip out of your water bottle as MJ and Peter made themselves comfortable in the bystander seats.

Your throat still felt clogged up with phlegm, but at least you did not have a fever anymore.

"So, how are you feeling?" Peter spoke awkwardly, avoiding eye contact.

"You scared us, Y/n. One minute you are going out to take a file and the next minute you are being wheeled into an ambo. " MJ said, trying to make her voice monotonous and nonchalant but failing miserably.

"Peter found you." She said, directing her gaze at Peter who was doing his best at avoiding your eye contact.

"I know," you replied, not bothering to look at Peter anymore.

"How did you fall?" Peter asked, still not making eye contact.

"I slipped. " You replied but your gaze was directed towards MJ.

"Thank God you're safe. You are taking swimming classes after this, when you recover, period." MJ says, concern leaking through her usually stone-cold behaviour.

"Anyways, Ned says he will be here soon, I'll go get him," Peter said looking up from his phone. As he stood up to leave, MJ beat him to it and said,

"You stay here with Y/n, I'll go get Ned."

What her intentions behind this were, you didn't know.

You just stared at your arms covered in the hospital bedsheets. A cough racked through your body as you hunched over.

You were surprised when Peter sat beside you and rubbed your back as your body was racked by the violent coughs.

"Here, drink it," Peter said handing you the water bottle. You leant back against your pillow, feeling weak and tired.

"So, how did you find me?" You whispered, straining your throat.

"I was taking a shortcut to the meeting room," He said, finally looking at you as he spoke.

"The whole school is talking," he states out of the blue.

"It's kind of a given with what happened. I don't care," you rasped out.

"Peter-," you began to speak but he cut you off.

"If you are going to say thank you, don't. It's not a big deal. Just don't run beside the pool in those shoes again."

" Well, I wasn't going to say thank you and yeah, of course I need you to tell me not to run beside the pool when all this shit has already happened." You retorted, annoyed at how Peter interrupted you.

"Wow, typical Y/n behaviour," Peter scoffed.

"Well, if this is how you are gonna behave towards me then you might as well have let me die," you weren't gonna give up either.

"Is that what you wanted to do? Die? Did you want to kill yourself?"

Damn, he really hit the nail on the head with that one. But you weren't gonna admit to it. After all, it was an accident in the first place.

"Yeah, sure. You run around searching for a file your partner was supposed to bring but then he is an asshole who ditched three meetings in a row and then when you slip and drown, which you wouldn't have had he came in the first place and then he has the audacity to act all therapist hero-" Your rant was cut off as you went into another coughing fit.

"Fuck, shit, shit, it hurts." You said, clutching your side, your eyes watering from the pain.

"I'll go call a nurse," Peter stood up, panic evident in his eyes.

Saving random people in the streets and saving someone you know, whether you like them or not, are two completely different things.

***

Water in your ears.

Water in your mouth.

Water all around you.

Crack. ******************************

A/n: Part 2 scheduled for next week.

[guigz1-coldwar]

'Sticking together' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

'Sticking together'

Chapter Summary : Bell is getting ready to put her life in line to save Park from Perseus.....

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +4800

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'You're fucking serious ?'......That was the thing I could see AND heard from Mason, Woods & Adler at the same time. They couldn't believe one single second that I will be proposing this idea at all and that I would volunteer myself to be the main element of that plan. Who would be so damn crazy to let themselves captured ? Well....I was the only one that could answer that question and I was that person who was crazy to do it. Here, it was the life of Park that was at stake and if I had to put mine in line to save her from Perseus.....so be it !

They all argued with me, saying that it was too dangerous for me to put myself in danger and because of my previous links with Perseus himself but I didn't care about the last thing. If we were going to kill those who has taken Park, who will know that I was here ? Minutes after minutes, they realized that it was in fact the only plan that we could have without risking to lose Park during our fight to get her back as the possibility that Perseus kill her before we attack the place......no, that wasn't going to happen !

Finally, we finally agreed together that my plan will be used to save Park :  I will be 'taken prisoner' by Duriot himself as he will use the car I have stolen to transport me to the meeting point at the Tempelhof Airport. Then, I will maybe be brought with Park herself and I could free myself and then her, allowing us to attack Perseus's mens from two sides : from the outside for Mason, Woods, Sims & Adler and from the inside with me & Park after I freed her. That is the plan we're having right now....the only possible plan.....

After that, Mason & Woods started to prepare the equipment they will use for their attack, Sims were keeping an eye on Duriot for the moment as Adler explained him the situation and his usefulness for our plan, warning him that no cooperation from him will led him to his quick death and somehow, Duriot agreed to help us even if we all have some doubts about him but now, he's the only person that we have for our plan. After that, Adler make some calls to call for backup from the CIA and informing them of the plan.

Me.....I just needed to prepare myself for my acting again a second time in a day and staying in the main room, watching the others doing their part wasn't going to help me at all and I decided to go to the bathroom, trying to appease myself. I arrived in it and the first thing I did was to put my hands around the sink, looking at it and then at the mirror, seeing my face filled with dressings all around it.......why I am such a walking mess ?......Why I can't be fucking normal ?....Why all this shit for someone like me ?.....

While I was looking at me in the mirror, I could still hear them.....her screams....her pleadings for my name. I'm trying to save her because I wasn't fast.....I'm trying to save her because I love her and I believe in her, she didn't deserve what happened to her : learning that she was tortured for months....that has literally broke a part of me. I think that everything she has been trying to fight has come back in one day. I have to save her, save myself.....save us !

"Kid." I hear this and I looked through the mirror to reveal Adler standing, leaned against the door frame of the bathroom that I left open.

"Stop calling me kid !" I whispered, not moving my head at all to see him in person, still facing the mirror "I'm not your friend....and I'm 31, now." I was still holding the sink with my hands, not trying to break it.

"I wanted to talk to you in private." He said, having his arms crossed, his glare focused on my face.

"Hmm...." I muttered silently, wondering what he want to say.

"I wanted to say that I'm sorry !" He exclaimed, getting my attention as I move to face him in person, looking away from the mirror.

"You.....you're sorry ?" I started, confused at hearing Russell Adler in person that he's sorry to me after what he did to me, he nodded at my question. "Sorry.....sorry for what ?"

"For everything." He added but I couldn't believe it from him.

"Everything ?" I repeated his words. "Sorry to have fuck with my mind ? Sorry to have me act like I was your fucking puppet ? Sorry to have put me in a coma for 3 years ? Sorry to treat me like shit ?" Each question to him was raising my voice louder and louder as his face decomposed itself before I stopped myself.

"Yes..." He replied in a low voice, looking down at his feets.

"No." I told him, I couldn't accept his apologies from him, what he did can't be undone, I'm now living with his memories and his actions can't be forgiven "I'm not accepting your bloody apologies."

"Hey, you can do...."

"Better ?" I cut him straight, having guessed his last word in advance. "This is what I'm doing, I'm trying to do better by trying to remove you from my head but I can't forgive what you did." I looked away for a second, just wanting to be alone but he was staying there, looking at me.

"And you forgive Park, like that ?" He added, sniffing at me "She was maybe against brainwashing you but she manipulated you into loving her."

"Oh, yeah ?" I started as I was clenching my fists "I know that she's hating herself for having helping you and I understand why. She apologized to me....3 years ago after I left that room and those revelations you did."  I pointed him with my left index finger, showing my angriness at him"For 3 years, she believed me to be dead because you lied to everyone, she has been through hell for months because you and the CIA refused to save her in North Korea and now, I'm putting my life in line to save her because I know that no one will move its fingers to do it."

"Maybe you're right but...." He started

"Of course, I'm right !" I cut him again for the second time, frustated to see him still in denial with me.

"You know, you don"t have to do this." He exclaimed clearly

"If I don't do this, who will ?" I asked, biting my lips and looking at him with wide eyes, he was looking away in shame and I realized that I was right : I'm the only one who can do this. "I'm pretty sure that you were happy to see her in that North Korean prison."

"No, do you think that I'm a monster to think one second of that ?" He asked me and I raised an eyebrow to him, he's already a monster and I saw it well. "I cared about her !" He added, sure of himself.

"You don't try to strangle the people you cared about." I said, referring to the day when I faced him for the first time....when I saw him put his hand on her throat. "You never cared a single minute for her." I then looked back at the mirror, my hands back on the sink "You just saw her like nothing....like me, you just saw us as stupid lesbians." I added, taking back his own words he used to describe me & Park back on that stretch. "I love her, I'll help her....I'll save her !" I affirmed before I started to remove the dressings that was on my face, realizing that Perseus need to believe that Duriot was the one who captured me.

"Mason healed you !" Adler told me as I was removing one by one, my dressings.

"I need to act like if Duriot was the one to win the fight, do you think he would like to heal a enemy ?" I affirmed, finally turning back around after I was finished with my face. "I need to fool them enough."  I added before I could see Woods arriving behind Adler, equipped with some military gear and his famous headband.

"We intercepted communications from the Tempelhof Airport : Perseus men are there ! Apparently, they are waiting for Duriot to come." Woods first said, finally breaking that moment between me & Adler. He looked at me, seeing my face without the dressings. "Do you think you're ready ?" I nodded,

"Well, let's go save one of us." Adler ordered as he leave the room, passing next to Woods before I followed him.

There were no step back for me and I don't think I can't afford to think about this option. I'm the only one in here that can succesfully fool Perseus men from the inside and save Park from them. It's a big risk that I'm taking but it's a good one to take. We left the bathroom to join the main room where Mason was finished to have prepared himself to the mission as Sims was still watching Duriot with a close eye. He was freed from the interrogation room and he knows well that he can't try a thing to escape as he will die the second he will do that.

Adler explained the plan for the last time from his side since I will have to improvise for a part as I don't exactly how it will play for me. They will have to wait for the good moment before they could act freely without having me or Park harmed at all. To reinforce the credibility of our actions, it was decided that I will have to have my hands tied up with a rope and my head covered in a bag, I can thanks Woods to have think of this idea that wasn't bad at all.

Once it was done, it was time for Duriot to play his own role, been watched by the others as he was given a empty gun to not trying anything on me or to lead us to a wrong place and that....he didn't know. Now, I had my hands tied up and my head in a bag as I was lead by Duriot himself to the car I used to bring him here. The bag on the head allowed me to see a little throught it and I could see the others watching him closely as he decided to directly put me inside the car trunk before he closed it, making my vision go all dark.....awaiting until we were arrived in destination.

Working on the floppy disk concerning Operation Chaos leaded by an rogue CIA agent named Robert Aldrich was like an pain in the ass because there weren't any big things that could have helped me but by the odds, I was able to decrypt it thanks to piece of paper containing a secret code as well with the title of a newspaper who were hiding also a cod.

I was finally finished with it and I decided to stand up from my desk to get a coffee after working non-stop on it for hours. The safehouse was pretty silent for the moment as I was the only one present in it. I was arriving next to the coffee machine, starting it.

"Hey !" A familiar voice said behind me, causing me to jump scare in place as I thought to be alone. I turned around to realize that it was Park herself.

"Damnit....almost gave me a heart attack !" I exclaimed, scared and angry at the same time. "I thought I was alone."

"I'm sorry, Jess." She apologized, putting her left hand on me before she looked away in the Dark Room direction. "Are you free ?"

"For ?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and catching my breath as I was scared as hell by her.

"I need help with some pictures you have made back in Ukraine." She explained, causing me to put my cup of coffee back in the coffee machine.

"Need extras hands, I see...." I smiled at her, saying it in a kinky voice

"Do that means yes ?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at me, I nodded and then I followed her.

I wasn't so sure of why she would have needed help on the pictures I have made in Ukraine since I thought that it was done days ago but anyways, I complied to follow her slowly until we were arrived in the room. I was the first to arrive in it and the first thing I did was to look at the table where the pictures were usually put on but there were nothing on it. I turned around to look at Park who in a second, has closed the door and directly pulled me in for a kiss.

I was also surprised from her to doing that but I should have expected it before as it was very suspicious from her to ask me help on something that I knew was done after we came back from Ukraine. I decided to reinforce the kiss who lasted a few moments before I was pulled against the empty table by her.

"Well, well, well." I started after we broke the kiss to catch some air for us "That was fast."

"I've been dreaming of touching your lips all day." She affirmed in a lovely voice.

"It's been only one day that we're together and you're acting like if we have been together for years." I said, my arms posed on her shoulders, looking at her with a big smile. "I would like for us to happen for a lot of years."

"I know you will say that." She told, rolling her eyes to look around but for me I wasn't joking, I was meaning it.

"I mean it, Park." I exclaimed, repeating my thoughts to her. "Just me....you....somewhere nice and quiet....maybe in the british countryside." I could see in here that she was looking happy to hear that even if I could feel that there were something strange...until I saw some tears coming from her eyes.

"You....you remember when I talked to Lazar and you about my scar ?" She started, sounding moved as I nodded to her question. "Well, even with that, I'm still feeling ashamed of it....feeling insecure..."

"Hey, it's okay." I whispered, gently cutting before I start to pass my left hand to clean her tears while I passed the other hand through her messy hair. "Your scar like I said the first time, it's highlighting your beauty." I grinned to show her I wasn't lying

"You really want to dream of this with me ?" She asked, looking insecure....not sure of her own words.

"Park, I will do everything for you !" I affirmed, giving my thoughts to her.....what I really think about her. "You're in danger, I will make sure the people who hurt you regret their actions." I added, putting my arms back on her shoulders. "You're my world now."

"I never thought of that from you." She began to smile a little, having heard me.

"I see Laz' like the brother I never had and you....as the woman I always wanted to be with, you are...." I wanted to finish to give my thoughts until she put her index finger in front of my lips.

"Shhhh....you talk too much." She smirked, finally feeling secure and happy with me before she removed her finger from my mouth as she leaned, nearly touching my lips with hers, our foreheads against each other,

"You're also my world but....let's enjoy our moment !"

I was moved to see that memory back, giving me the reasons I'm doing all of this to have her back at my side to fight against Perseus. I'm doing this for her....for me. I tried to not cry because I just relived that special memory but also I need to stay focused on my acting as I'm literally in a car trunk, driven by an Perseus agent and leading me either to the meeting point or to an ambush but the first option was chosen by him as I wasn't freed up. After I woke up one minute of that memory, the car finally stopped, meaning that we were arrived.

The trunk opened, allowing me to see Duriot through the bag, looking stressed but also trying to not screw this up, knowing that he was maybe in a sniper rifle scope sight. He finally took me out of the trunk, freeing me from that car as I could see the night.....he decided to drag me during all the way, to get to what I think to be the meeting point...and a group of Perseus soldiers.

"Duriot !" A man shouted as we were getting close. "You wanker, do you realize that we almost got caught by the US Army ?" I started to recognize slowly that voice....Stone....Harry Stone himself....here.....masked.

"Sorry to not have myself get caught by the police." Duriot countered him as we were finally arrived....he dropped me at Stone's feets I could see through my bag. "Got a problem to deal with." He then redressed me on my knees.

"I think I told everyone that only the british was the one to take." Stone proclaimed, crossing his arms. "The passenger....you could have killed her."

"Yeah but she can be useful for us." Duriot said, having one of his hands, touching me, wanting to control me in case. "I managed to beat her and to capture before the cop arrived."

"And she managed to break two of your fingers ?" Stone must have seen the broken fingers I did to Duriot throught the gloves he was wearing. "You're an amateur or something, frenchie ?"

"Don't call me an amateur, sale batard !" I could see the two facing each other, almost getting into hands as Duriot was clenching his fists.

"That's not what 'Wraith' is thinking of you !" Stone told him, spreading his arms, meaning he was ready to fight with Duriot in case. I was wondering who could 'Wraith' until.....

"What the hell is going here ?" A woman said, going out of the plane, breaking me out of my....that voice....Fre....Freya....no.....what is she doing here ?.....She was masked but I could see her eyes....her hair changed by a lot.....

"Ah.....'Wraith' " Stone replied as Freya was approaching us...she was this 'Wraith'.... "Frenchie brought to us the passenger that was with Park." He added, moving himself, allowing her to face me.

"Duriot, the passenger was meant to stay in that car." She exclaimed, clearly like an order. "You took a risk to take them here."

"Maybe but....she was tough and it was better for me to take them as well." Duriot defended himself before Stone approached him.

"Show us their face !" He ordered, causing Duriot to put his hand on the bag. I was fearing that moment, seeing Freya and Stone in the eyes as they both know me. I was going to break down but I realized that I need....to be 'Bell'....I don't know them.... He finally removed the bag, allowing Freya and Stone to see my face.....I could see their eyes going wide and petrified at my sight as me.....I was keeping a straight face....painfully....

"Duriot...." Freya said, slowly "She was the passenger ?" Duriot nodded "It's you who did this ?" She showed him the multiple wounds that was on my face.

"Yeah, cette salope, she was mainly....." He started, enthusiastic.....until he was completely cut off by Freya herself....a bullet right in the head, killing him with her pistol before she looked at a soldier next to me.

"You !" She pointed him, sounding very angry. "Get her in the plane with the british, I need to talk with Stone." The soldier executed himself and moved to grab me.

I was shocked.....in all the possible situations, I just saw Freya for the first time in person.....in real since years and I don't know how it was possible at all to meet her here as I'm trying to save Park. My look was on her as the soldier was dragging me inside the plane until she was completely out of my sight. I could hear her saying to Stone to quickly flee the area and to not talk about this at all, having realized that it was me....the mysterious passenger.

The soldier finally opened a door, leading to a secluded part of the cargo hold of the plane where I could see Park after long hours for me, tied up to the wall, a headband covering her eyes....her face showing signs of fears at hearing the soldier arriving with me. She was wounded too at her face and her clothes were badly in shape, one of her coat sleeves was almost away from her jacket and there were some holes in her jeans....they tortured her for some times before bringing her here.

After installing me on the ground in front of Park, the soldier left the room, leaving me alone with Park. Thanks to Mason who was the one who tied up my hands, he didn't make them so hardly, allowing me in any occasions to remove the ropes around them and to put them back like nothing happened. Once I was freed from the rope, keeping it around my hands in case, I decided to move to get to Park, to release her.

"Don't touch me !" She started, sounding panicked and trying to move, blocked by her links as I touched her shoulder.

"Park, it's me !" I exclaimed, wanting to reassure but she was still panicking.

"Please, don't touch me.....please...." I could hear her starting to cry behind her headband, covering her eyes....she....she must have relived her nightmares....."Please...." She continued, making me moved...in pain to see her like that....

"It's me...." I whispered before I decided to remove the headband, allowing me to see her eyes again....filled of tears....moved....in pain...."It's me...." I repeated again.

"Yi-....Yirina ?" She said, slowly realizing that it was me....only me "Yirina !" She ontinued, grinning a little and taking back her breath after the scare she had.

"I'm here, I came for you." I affirmed, putting my hand on her face

"You....you came....for....for me !" She was getting relieved, smiling more.

"I'm gonna get you out of here, Park." I told her as I started to remove her links, blocking her hands to the wall but there were more hard than me but then, I started to hear some footsteps coming towards the room, making me panick. "Okay..." I started, moving back to sit. "Act like if I was still named 'Bell'." I ordered her and she nodded as she has maybe realized who was there, the door opened, to reveal Freya.....unmasked.

"Well, you managed to remove your headband." Freya said, having seen Park without her headband around her eyes but instead of focusing more on her, she moved to get next to me. "Yiri..."  She whispered as I was still keeping a straight face towards her.

"Don't touch 'Bell' !" Park spoke, acting like I said even if I could see that she was having troubles to say that name again.

"I'm not talking to you !" Freya pointed her, angry before she focused back on me, this time, getting in front of me. "It's been....3 years."

"3 years ?" I fainted an incomprehesion to her, playing 'Bell' "3 years of what ?"

"I thought that you were dead, Yirina." She replied, sadness in her voice.

"Who the fuck is Yirina ?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as inside of me, I was pleading myself to stop acting.

"It's you !" She put her hand on my left shoulder but I slowly moved to get it away.

"Bullshit, I'm 'Bell'....Jessica Blackwell !" I smirked at her, using my old identity....the fake one....stop it, Yiri !....."I don't know you." She then put her hands on my face, holding it gently.....before she leaned herself to kiss me on the lips, taking me by surprise and making my eyes wide open.

I.....I was more shocked than before....Freya & me, it was more than just 'sisters' link but.....we were together, romantically involved.....in love. I never ever thought of that possibility but now, it was true : I was with her before all of that. I was more surprised than Park herself who were also shocked to see that happening in front of her. I wasn't taken aback but I acted like if I was.

"3 years I missed you, that I missed those lips...." Freya breathed, smiling from it but then, her face goes in horror when she saw me.

"I...I don't know you !" I said again, my voice on the verge of cracking down. She was....starting to cry, tears falling down her eyes.

"What...what did they do to you, Yiri ?" She asked before we started to hear some loud noises outside the plane, like multiple gunshots, causing everyone to look at the door as someone opened it at the same time.

"Duriot was followed, the CIA is here along with the US Army !" A soldier shouted to her and at this moment, I decided to act to liberate me & Park....even if I had to hit Freya, something that I never wanted to do as Yirina.

I took the advantage that she was looking away to free myself from the rope wrapped around my hands and then, I punched Freya in the face and in the same time, grabbing the gun she had strapped on her bulletproof vest before I pushed her away with my feets, the other soldier tried to react with his own gun but I quickly reacted by shooting him three times dead before he fall inside the room. Once I dealt with him, I moved rapidly to free Park from her links as Freya was knocked out on the ground.

"I'm sorry, she took me by surprise." I exclaimed with an smile to Park, still acting as I feared that Freya was still awake, winking at Park to continue as well. "Not jealous ?" I scoffed, removing her links around her hands

"No..." Park replied in a low voice, she was still shocked to see Freya kissing me but she has maybe realized at the same time that I wasn't aware of it as well. "Good job....'Bell'." She added, finally free as I help her to get up.

"Time for us to go home." I said, putting one of her arms behind my neck as she was apparently hurt at her right leg.

We started to slowly go out of the room, Freya's gun still in hand, checking if there were anybody to surprise us at all during our escape. Everyone was looking busy outside fighting Adler's team and we were near the door that could have allowed us to get out of that plane until I was hit by someone behind me, causing me to fall with Park along me. When I looked who did this, it was Freya herself, that were going to strike me again until I make her fall touch with my legs.

"Go ! I'll take care of her !" I ordered Park to get out of the place without me as we were just at the exit of the plane. Even if she was wounded at her leg, she was able to move with difficulty without me as I was getting up, awaiting Freya to get up as well.

"They're manipulating you, Yirina !" Freya shouted, angry....lost....sad....all at the same time.

"Shut up !" I yelled in return before I decided to move to attack her. I had no choices but I was still acting and I wanted it to stop but I couldn't do it at all....my body pleaded me to stop but I couldn't.

I threw myself on her, wanting to tackle her down but she resisted to not fall and she decided to nudge at my back, exactly where my gunshot wound was, causing me to scream in pain as I tried to fight back, I removed myself from her and I was going to hit her in the face but she moved in a second and quickly kneekick me in the chest and suddenly, she striked me precisely at the throat with her hand, stopping any air to come in and out of me.....breathless.

"No !" She exclaimed, realizing what she has done as she put her hands on me. I was holding my throat in pain, my knees on the ground. "Yirina, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to...."  I stopped her by pushing away before slowly walking out of the plane, slowly and in difficulty "Yirina !" She shouted.

"'Wraith, we have to go !"  I could hear someone said as I was out of the plane.

I then start to see the door of the plane closing, seeing Freya for the last time before it was completely closed and the plane was starting its engines, taking off second after second as me...I fall on my knees, trying to have a breath, holding my throat in pain. The gunshots were over but I was in trouble as I fall on my back, looking at the dark skies of the city.

"Yirina !" I could hear Park arriving next to me and start to hold me, having seen me in trouble. She realized that I was breathless and she looked around "Medic, help !" She yelled as I could see some peoples running towards us before she looked at me, scared. "It's going to be okay, Yirina !" I tried to smile but I was feeling that I was going to pass out....maybe die, I put my right hand on her face, trying at my best to reassure her....

"Gonna....be....okay !"

[fart-gate]

SGA

Season 5 episode 18

Notes by me

- a mystery lady! Pls tell me whats going on

- mystery lady is just as confused as I am I guess

- we are in this together mystery lady

- and shes stabby too!!! What the fuck

- hey just fyi if radek dies I'll riot

- body swap!!!! Shes in kellers body!!!!

- Paul is in the credits! You know what that means! My boy Carson in da HOUSE

- getting rid of the evidence I see. Youve murdered before, mystery lady....

- Rodney uuhhhh watch yourself pls

- back off bitch hes precious

- hahah pls dont kill zelenka. Looking at you, writers

- worried!Rodney

- someone pls notice this lady is a murderer

- oh thank god. Its ok everyone radek is fine

- carsons due back(from earth I think?) Yayyy!!!

- Woolsey gets serious when one of his kids gets hurt

- hi hello im sorry WHAT the hell was Ronons pose when the door opened

- is he trying out for Sexiest Man Of The Year Magazine or what

- also this outfit? He said man whore rights

- ......can he tell its not keller

- girl you are SO OBVIOUS

- rodneys face :(

- CARSON!!!!! hello babe its been a hot minute how are you

- this lady acts so different like how can nobody tell its not keller

- youre on thin ice mystery lady get out of my jumper

- watch it Rodney shes got a gun

- haha only Rodney can make Sexy Talk awkward

- AND BODY GUARD RONON IS MAKING MY HEART RACE AS USUAL. Hes back ladies and gentlemen and I am deceased

- I just love that little flinching thing that rodney does when he pulls his arms closer to his chest and scrunches his shoulders. David bringing me only the best acting

- the monitor showing keller but the camera showing mystery lady 👌🔥

- OBSESSED with how good pauls Scottish accent is I mean??? The mans a legend

- she was digging thru artifacts. Maybe shes an archeologist?

- WOW I was way off. Shout out to all the common thieves out there

- OH MY GOD is that the body transfer device from SG1?!?!?! the one Daniel and vala used!!!!!! AAAHHHHH

- this means keller is??? In this ladies body???? Oh boy

- mention of Daniel and vala 💓

- oh she touched the device in rodneys lab! Thats why. Same thing happened to Jack in Daniels lab......people need to stop touching things in other peoples labs

- this is kinda bad bc last time this happened they couldnt stop the device so they chucked it into the kawoosh but not before it almost killed Daniel and vala.....

- "the question is.....wheres Dr. Keller?"

Lets fucking GOOOOO

- ah of course she told them about atlantis! As good as her "always tell the truth" strategy is, sometimes its a no no

- mystery lady is a serial killer apparently

- I mean I get why he wouldnt believe her......

- executed??? Shit!!!

- you cant shut it off guys!!! You have to BLOW IT UP

- I'm sorry did Rodney just try to call her "young lady" this woman is easily 36 like lmao wtf

- oh I love forest sets☺

- another jibe at Rodney for being "unbelievable that anyone would date him" 😒

- IN LOVE with how john just says "ronon" and he immediately knows what john wants

- its beheading time! #hopeyoudontneedthatnoggin

#I have to axe you a question...do you prefer to be buried with or without your head

- this shot of Rodney running thru the woods 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

- last second saved!

- but by who.....

- ah fuck

- do they know its keller?

- "alright, chewie, start tracking" CHEWIE

KILL ME IM SO IN LOVE

- awww they have a little thief fam

- hilarious that rodney and carson are the only ones out of breath

- when she bolts and Rodney immediately bumps into carson bc they both have zero coordination abilities

- RONON BEING 20 FEET IN FRONT OF EVERYONE

- "no tracks" she climbed a tree didnt she

- "ring" ? Ring transport?

- wow the murderous theives didnt believe her? Crazy

- "this Dr mckay.....you could do better"

LITERALLY SHUT THE FUCK UPPP

- welp there goes your thief friend

- when ronon runs 😤😤

- oh shit oh fuck. This lady seems like a dick so i dont care about her getting shot but thats kellers body

- doctor!Carson

- good to know atlantis has a reputation around the galaxy lmao

- if she goes back in her body she might die! Nobody is concerned about this?

- JOHN SAYS BLOW IT UP

- "what the hell did the other guys do??"

They tossed it into the kawoosh!

- or shoot it. That works too.

- lmfao ronon said "hold up" and pulled the trigger

- wait she died? He shot her

- no sign of her.....so she might not be dead....

- "hey you" ❤❤❤

- RADEK IS OKAY!!!!

- Carson wheeling radek out of the room so he doesnt have to deal with Rodney

- *swearing in czech*

- 🌟a picnic under the stars for my babies🌟

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

One Night Only 2, Part 4

Dedicated to @muse-of-mbaku it's finally winding down into a conclusion. Word Count: 2,084

Warnings: Softboi!Erik, Smut

Anthony was fed, your lyrics were coming along well, and Anaya was at peace outside.. enjoying the quiet serenity before it was time to leave and hit the recording studio. You really wanted her to see you at work and in your element, vibing with the team. You'd hyped it to the point of getting her excited now you really had to give it 120%. You were confident. The moment of emotional calm in the house should've been enough. Things had cooled down greatly. But you needed more than that. Much more. You craved clarity, closure, and to clear the muggy air between two of your very best friends. The miscommunication couldn't go on forever.

"Corey," you start once he picks up, "We really need to talk about you and Anaya and clear this whole mess up. If your love is real, you owe the relationship at least that much effort bro. Come on."

"Mane, I can talk to you about the shit. I just can't talk to her or look at her 'cause on God I'm a cry on some goofy shit. Nigga heart hurt."

"I get that. You know I do. Think of what you're throwing away if you're wrong about all this though. If she is telling the truth and it's a misunderstanding, where you gonna go from there? She don't trust you now!"

"ME?! I ain't fuckin do none. I ain't cheat not one time. Everyone know I'm in a relationship with her ass and if they don't, I tell em. I been real mothafuckin ass loyal. Still ain't fuckin nobody else bruh. My ass celibate. I'm horny as shit.."

"Ew, nigga, I ain't ask you that. Send me the picture Rasheeda sent you. Also, why you talking to Rasheeda in the first place? Hm?"

"I don't talk to her, she be there when I visit Anaya for lunch. Real cordial."

"Cordial my ass! Corey, she's a conniving bitch. Did you fuck her?"

"Did I fuck h--Did you ignore what the fuck I just said?" You hear him mutter away from the phone, "Got me fucked up.." When his voice comes back, he continues to deny it. "I just told yo deaf ass I ain't fuck noooobody!"

You sigh. You don't know what to think but you feel like he'd admit it if he had. He's too unapologetic and in your face to lie about something he did or didn't do. Way too much pride. He reminds you a lot of Erik in that way and you can see why they're cool. They're too similar not to be. A lightbulb flashes in your mind and you rush Corey off the phone reminding him to forward you the incriminating image. Immediately, you speed-text Erik.

Y/N: Whenever you get back I need a favor. It involves Corey and Anaya

It's about two minutes before he responds.

Erik: Ok

Erik: Speaking of

Your phone rings and it's his name on the screen which triggers your smile like you've been conditioned. "Baaabe," you sing happy to get even just a little of his time.

"Don't babe me. You out here acting up, twerking in random restaurants? Where was the energy this morning when I wanted some?" You sigh fighting the smile still tugging at your lips. He'd seen the video. It still shocks you how fast things spread.

"That's okay though," he continues calmly, "I'm glad you had fun.. all ratchet and shit. It's cute. Keep that same energy and be in the bedroom at 6. I want you naked and in position, no lingerie.. Naked."

"I'm supposed to be going to the studio to record," you remind him, laughing inside. You knew he would be like this when you left him this morning.

"Well then go to the studio, lil girl. I'll fuck you in the booth, I don't give a fuck," he says as if discussing dinner plans. His chill was enviable.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," you grin.

"Oh you bold. Okay, babygirl." He hangs up abruptly and you stare at the phone thinking about the check you just wrote... On second thought. You were kind of running your mouth, you weren't serious. Your team at the studio watching you get railed would be awkward. You'd have to ask them to step out then continue the session after like nothing happened. Shuffling to the deck, you find Anaya looking at the sky.

"Um," you grin awkwardly when she looks at you. "Would you be disappointed if we didn't hit the studio just yet?" She gapes and pouts, visibly disappointed.

"Come on, Y/N. You got me hyped to see a live recording session. Come through Cali hoe!"

Groaning, you shift on your feet. Cali Hoe. That would make a good song title. Tally ho, Cali hoe. "Anaya.. Girl.. You don't understand," you snicker.

"So explain it to me."

You sigh humored, "Erik... is threatening sex in the booth if I go in today."

There's a sputtering chuckle to the side at your expense and you nod sarcastically. You shouldn't have told her. "What's up with this negro and public escapades? Always doing something. Just wild for no reason.." she pauses before adopting a devilish grin. "Nahhh bitch, you going," she says looking you up and down. "I'm thoroughly in need of some entertainment and this is perfect."

"I don't think you understand," you laugh anxiously.

"No, it's very simple. Do you want that wild and reckless unpredictability you fell in love with or nah? He's been consistent. Be happy he's still the same person to you all this time later..," she pauses and you know Corey is still heavy in her thoughts. He was a part of her at this point that she couldn't shake off or detach from. "..And you know you love it! So don't think so much," she says with eyes as earnest as a child's. There was so much passion and care in her voice. It drops an octave as she stares at you. "Do you wanna get fucked at home, missionary with the lights out in your bedroom for the next however many years... or do you wanna get your guts jammed in that recording booth?"

"BRUH," you yell. Missionary with the lights off isn't even in your nigga's vocabulary.

"Judging by that balcony sex tape--"

"HUSH! ...DAMN!" You get the point though and the correlation. "Fine," you sigh. "This one's for you... Recording booth it is."

---

"I think this is working so far. I like it, but run that last part back. I need to change the speed of the rhythm.. right here just a bit.. slow it down to fit my flow when I transition. It kinda jumps. Can we mix in a little something so that--"

"I got you," your producer says, immediately moving to tweak the sound. "I does this.. I got you." He knows your style choices by now and your sound. He's also very patient because you know what you want.

"Yeah, and then I'll go in and record the accents." You look at Anaya and wave her over. She's been feeling it so far so you put her in the booth and make her sing through a backing track. Her voice sounds amazing layered under yours and you feel like a musical virtuoso. A firm hand squeezing your asscheek makes you jump a little, developing a crazy look in your eye because how dare any crusty person in this booth touch you, but then you look and it's just Erik. He grips you up against his chest and as his lips smile into your neck, his hand works its way quickly into your panties.

"Wait," you whisper frantically, looking around. He's got everyone staring. You know it. You try to move, but he won't let you and he won't remove his damned hand from inside your panties. You look down and you can see the bulge in your pants moving around. It's super obvious and blatant. You kiss your teeth and he chuckles into your neck.

"You ain't mad, you wet... Talking all that shit," he whispers so only you hear. You are wet and incredibly horny, but the close-up audience is too much. You can look in everyone's eyes and it makes you nervous. His fingers climb inside of you causing you to clench as Anaya tries to contain the humor in her expression. You roll your eyes to camouflage your arousal, also ready to slap your producer for his wandering eye on your zipper. As your song plays forgotten in the background, Erik snickers silently, thoroughly entertained with himself, "I told you. You forget I let you think you're in control.. Who's in charge?"

"...You are," you whisper, distracted by this breath on your ear and neck. He's rubbing you down below and it sends a chill through you.

"And who am I? Put some base in your voice." He's going all out today. You shake your head and he bites your ear. "Say it."

"Daddy," you blurt.

"Show over. Everyone get the fuck out," he yells and people bounce immediately, Anaya being the last and walking out slowly. His fingers leave you and you yank your body away raring to light into him but he snatches you back by your arm and throws you over the equipment.

"ERIK! You better PRAY you d-didn't mess anything up," you stutter.

"I don't give a fuck." He yanks down your clothes and grips your hair firmly in his fist bringing your head back as he pushes slowly into your entrance, his lips at your ear. "You know what to do. Turn up."

It felt too good not to. Relenting to the feeling, you throw it back, working him as he tugs roughly on your hair. Without warning, he begins crashing into you and your legs buckle. Pressing his hand into your back, he proceeds to drive his hips into you. You've long been ruined for other dick. An image of a hotdog in a hallway comes to mind. "You better.. not.. ever die," you grunt through his thrusts.

"Fuck you talking bout?"

"Where.. I'm a find.. dick, uhh.. like thiss," you hiss. He collapses on top of you, his heavy body bouncing in wheezing laughter. "I'm serious," you breathe.

Once you're put back together, he checks you out to make sure you're presentable and invites the team back into the studio. They run through the song one more time with all of the improvements as if nothing had happened and he grabs your cheeks in one hand, smacking a loud kiss on your lips. "Good job," he says.

---

In your bedroom, he's changing into his dark grey workout gear on his way back out to meet his trainer. You know better than to stand between him and his workout session because his image is part of his fame and his money, but you have to talk to him.

"Hey Erik?"

"Sup," he says lifting from the bed and shifting you out of his path, "I gotta go baby."

"I know. Just wanted to tell you, I fired Raven. She was negligent toward Anthony and I caught her in here trying on my clothes. Then she wouldn't leave immediately, it was weird. Corey and Anaya are going through a potential breakup because he thinks she's cheating and she swears she isn't. She's basically been taking care of the baby alone and I feel like I have to fix it. Also, I still don't know who leaked my number because if it wasn't Armont, then who was it?"

He drops back onto the bed rubbing his face. Pulling out his phone, he makes a call and you stare at him confused.

"Yeah, Pers.. I can't make it today...."

"NO, I didn't mean--" you shake your head silently pantomiming for him to hang up and go ahead. You didn't mean for him to drop everything and handle it right on the spot. You just needed to vent and wanted him to know what was going on.

"Yeah, I know. I'll work out from here and meet you tomorrow.... Sumo squats, back squats, leg curls, and lunges.... and the treadmill, yep... aight."

Gaping, you stare in regret, but he stands slowly to hug you with seemingly no hard feelings.

"Fix your face. Don't feel bad, you're more important than my workout. I got a whole home gym, I can workout at home. You obviously need me right now."

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[sainadazai]

When your crush is angry all the time

Ch.3

Sharks or whales?

  Ch.3 

Sharks or Whales is not a stupid question 

Bakugou pov

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"I noticed it, you aren't slick katsu!"

"The fuck? Noticed what!"

"You know what, how could you"

"WOULD YOU STOP CRYING ITS ANNOYING AS FUCK"

"you don't even tell me you love me, but you can do that"

"The fuck...we only started dating like a week ago"

"Yea but- but- i"

"You what? Huh? Tell me what your talking about or get out of my face"

God, I really need to stop making impulse decisiones. I could just keep fighting with her though...she is always hotter when she is angry. That's how this all started in the first place, at that damn sports festival. Why did I have to find it so hot? 

Fucking occhaco, are you really only my type when your in battle? 

"Just shut up okay." 

"Wh-"

I made myself quick to press my lips to hers and when she gasped I skipped my tongues in too. I wanted to be slow and sensual, even with tongue, but I couldn't. The slower I kiss her the more I remember how much I am not right for her. How she is feeling something but I can't feel it anymore. I skipped my hand behind her back and drew our lower bodies closer together. 

At least occhaco is a good kisser. I bet that stalker bitch from earlier isn't. I bet she is crusty and musty and fucl she was hot though. No. She is weird, she probably got in here because of her mom so she is spoiled. What a fucking princess. 

All of a sudden chaco trips on something and is pulled away from the kiss she falls backwards and landed flat on her ass. It takes some work not to laugh but whoever did that is going to die. Even if I wasn't really enjoying myself there, I could've been. They wouldn't know. 

I look down at my girlfriend in shock. What catches my eye first, though, is something wrapped around her ankle. I bent down to see what it was. I quickly got confused because she had a dead vine wrapped half way up her call and an equally dead rose on the end of it. 

"What the fuck"

I look back up to see the stalker doing her own thing and talking with shitty hair and a dulce face. It has to be her, no one else has this quirk. I don't know her quirk, but nobody else would've done this. Fucking wierdo. 

I start walking across the classroom to where she is sitting on top of her desk, manspreading and laughing with my extras. 

"No, I'm a serious shark or whale?" Y/n asks with the most serious face I've ever seen.

"Uhm sharks, duh"

"Why though?" 

"Sharks have cool sharp teeth and they move super fast" 

"Everyone says that, but think about this...whales are so big and fat and they dont even care, they are just fucking bosses, being slow as shit and still monchin on krill and small animals, they dont even have to fight or anything"

"I-y/n you-"

"No, imagine you could just walk around with your mouth open and food would just go in. "

"Oh my god, she is right," dunce face made a stupid look of awe at the girl. 

I wanted to snap her for fucking doing that to occhaco...but for a second I was actually distracted by how she was right about shitty whales. Fucking wierdo, though.

"Oi, stalker bitch" 

I could tell she was a creep by how fast her eyes lit up after I yelled at her. Who does she think she is? She likes it when i'm mad or something? 

"Me!? Yes sir, what do you need?" She hopped off of her desk and practically bounced over to me. 

"What the fuck was that, you shitty stalker?" I spoke darkly and pointed to where me and my fucking...girlfriend had been kissing. 

"What do you mean?" She asked, looking at me with a serious face. 

"That fuckong stunt you just pulled with the fucking flower," I hissed leaning down as I yelled at her. 

"Oh, I was jealous." She said once again completely seriously,  but she had a bright smile on her face. Why is she being so straightforward, has she never met a guy before? Half the girls in this school crush on me, obviously, but they wouldnt dare say dumb shit like that to me. 

"THE FUCK" 

"I saw you kissing your girlfriend, and it made me get this feeling like i wanted you to not do that...I mean, are you dense, never been jealous before? Or do you not know what it means..."

"I KNOW WHAT IT FUCKING MEANS, BITCH! BUT YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ME, BACK OFF!"

"But..." she looked at the floor again, I swear if she fucking cries I will throw her. 

Her aura went 360 and for some reason I got a shitty feeling in my chest, but it was moving lower...I think. Was I horny right now? What the fuck, no. 

Her head came back up and she was smirking, I wonder if this is something she got from her mom...

Those e/c eyes met with mine holding an erotic feeling that shot down my whole body. Her face was so fucking pretty right now, for no good reason and she fully lifted to peer up at me. It was much too effective in turning me on, since I was already leaning towards her a bit in my anger.

I grosled at the feeling, and then she rose her finger to point at me, just like fucking lunch time. She pressed it to my chest making me want to hit it away, but for some reason I waited to see what she would say. 

"I only really came to see you..." she spoke in a ridiculously seductive tone but at the same time...a whisper. 

"W-"

"Shh" her finger was brought off of my chest and pressed to my lips in a huh motion. 

"Don't worry boom boom, I know I don't know you but if you would enlighten me im sure I could understand you a bit better...I only have one question..."

"SPIT IT OUT YOU SHITTY STALKER!"

as soon as i yelled her finger retracted and her face returned to an innocent smile. Why does this bitch have so many faces? She looked way to excited for her question, while I was confused as to why it felt like two seconds ago she might litteraly try to fuck me, and now she looks like a kid in a candy store. 

"Sharks or whale, bakugou? SHARKS OR WHALES!?"

oh fuck this shit...

Timeskip* one week of y/n being totally confusing but also sexy later. 

Y/n pov 

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I think I did something bad. I think I actually got them to break up. I don't wanna do that because my new friend mina explained what homewrecking was, and that isnt my goal. I just want to know if seeing his face all the time makes it less special, or if this crush is more. 

I shouldn't have gone so hard in combat training I guess..

"Whatever, its was stupid anyway"

"Yeah, uraraka, you deserve better than him, fucking dick"

The cute round-faced girl had tears bordering her eyes and was allowing everyone to comfort her in her loss. 

I felt pretty fuckibg terrible about what I had caused, I mean they were in a real relationship. If I had been dating somebody for a long time, and then some weirdo showed up and ruined it...I would hate her. 

"I cant believe he is so mean.." she clung to who I think is yaoyorozu, and cried into her chest. 

"It's not your fault, you didn't know he was all like that, it was only a week"

The creation- quilled girl spoke as she pet occhaco's hair and soothed her. Wait a fucking mintue. They only were dating for a week? The fuck?

"Hahahahahaha oh my god" I couldn't help but break out into laughter. 

This past week I came to teams with the fact that maybe her and him had something real, so I figured I'll settle for being free from hell, as opposed to trying to..I don't know. I don't even know what my plan was when I moved schools. I wanted to see him, meet him, make him angry again or something. 

However I never thought through a plan. So I suppose I would just have to enjoy the fact I can have male friends now. I started to back off, but one week, and she is crying over him burning me up a bit. What the hell?

"Y/n what the fuck!?" Ashido whispered and yelled at me. 

I turned a bit to face her, instead of the ridiculous scene in front of me. She had her brows furrowed and looked at me like I was crazy. 

"Think about it mina..they dated for one week...and she is crying because they broke up..it's like..it's like...bahahaha," i couldn't finish the thought without laughing but asido seemed to also find my humor in this situation. 

I saw how she almost laughed before catching herself and feighing seriousness. The other girls, minus occhaco and momo, had turned their attention towards us, looking wearily at our closeness. 

"Excuse me, I AM GOING TO GO TEACH Y/N SOME DECENCY" mina whispered yelled again, turning to face me with a fake angry look. I wasn't sure what was happening, because I have never been in a situation like this before. So I let out a little giggle and nodded, my face red and starting to hurt from the smile and laugh I couldn't suppress. 

Mina grabbed my arm just under my elbow, gripping it almost tight enough to hurt. She dragged me around the corner of the living room, into the hallway of yaoyorozou's house. We had all been told to rush here after school for an urgent matter.

When I first read the group texts I kinda thought it might be an orgy, so I figured I would come even though I didn't really want to. However..I showed up to this mansion to find a crying floaty-girl and a lot of food for some reason. It confused me because at my old school girls didn't really cry, or get sad, or be emotional. When they did it was usually about reason things, like a stolen diary, hair pulling during combat training, or one of the worst offences at my old school: playing pop music. 

Yeah, it's a weird thing for a ton of princesses and rich girls to care about..but I've seen girls lose eyes over playing "mad at disney '' in the dorms when we all know it is pretty much a sin.

Mina pushed me back against the wall of the hallway, and I would be aroused if now for the fact that she backed away and crouched over herself in laughter. 

"I-pfft I don't baha know why but bahahaj you are so right"

I didn't even become surprised by her action, I just laughed with her letting myself slide down the wall. 

"If you hadn't asked pfft bakugou that question, they would probably still be dating!" She was fucking wheezing and an idea came to my mind.

"Hey, ashido, you think if they made it to two weeks they could have scheduled a time to bahah hug in the halls"

"Y/n pfft, I think that's more of a ....3 three week anniversary thing"

We were both in fetal positions in momos big velvet- themed hallway laughing our asses off. We had no idea how the guys were reacting to this strange break up, but if a girl hated me for one of my key personality traits I'd be pretty set on..not dating them either. Good for you boom boom. Pftt ``y-you think someday we can -maybe um..mk-kiss in the mo-mouth"

"Omg your too much bahahaha"

3rd person pov

Meanwhile bakugou, kaminari, kirishima and sero were sitting in separate places around kaminari's room, not minding the huge fight between their friend and y/n...and occhaco for some reason earlier. 

"I don't get it, why did you hit her after she already beat you bakugou..like y/n was so cool and I get you dont like to lose but that royal quirk thing was many as shit and you ruined the vibe"

"Tch, whatever, she is just a weirdo bitch"

"You know that's not true dude...she actually pretty hot"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP DUNCE FACE, YOU WANNA ME TO TREAT YOU LIKE MINETA" 

"Jeez, just being honest. We all know you like it when girls can fight...i mean it's like the only reason you went out with uraraka anyway."

"THAT FUCKING ROUND FACE! WHO IS SHE TO CALL ME TOO FUCKING SCARY." 

"I mean, you kinda were, but she a bit overreacting, sure"

"Shut up sero, if she is scared, she is allowed to be scared. Its not manly to shame her"

"I know kiri, but like, if you are gonna date bakugou, shouldn't you be someone who doesn't cry when he is mean. Cuz like he is mean all the time."

"I guess..I kinda imagined she would try to calm him down but she kinda just made us all feel guilty, huh"

"YEAH CUZ SHE IS A WHIMPY BITCH"

"Shut up, this isn't about you bakugou"

"THE HELL IT ISN'T"

"Hey guys, don't you think it's kinda weird that we are in a like...serious conversation, but we are all on our phones not looking at each other," Sero pitched in, still not taking his eyes off of his phone screen where he was playing clash of clans. 

He was right, the four boys were in opposite corners of the room occupying themselves with different social media. 

"No" kaminari replied as he scrolled through his phone, not actually doing anything on it

"Not really" kirishima added in, as he was searching instagram, looking for y/ns account because he had developed a curiosity to what she looked like out of uniform. 

He had only got a glimpse of her casual clothing on the first day, not enough to even process, and for some reason when you trained you hadn't had a hero suit either. It seemed you would just wear a tank top and sweats during hero training in your first week. 

Unbeknownst to him, you hadn't had one to wear in the first place. Most of your planning for life revolved around being lazy and not needing to do any work. So, unlike the students here, you had not planned or sketched any type of hero suit. You were however working on a pretty simple one that just allowed you to be comfortable while you worked, but mom definitely was going to um...do something about that. 

"its fucking normal tape arms, everyone does this shit" bakugou spoke kinda quietly. He was just hoping no one would look up and come see that he had actually succeeded in getting your instagram. He was finding out... a lot of new things. For one, he definitely wasn't seeing your casual everyday attire. 

His thoughts were a mess, he figured, unlike kirishima, that he would use your first and last name. While his friend used y/n kayama, your well known mother's last name. He had first went on the Internet and found that you scared the last name of a king, and he knew that your quirk was royal from what you explained during your battle with him.

The outfit you wore on the first day had him in for it. As that style was exactly his type, his eyes lingered too long. However seeing you as a ballerina and a fucking princess gave him a weird feeling. He didn't know what it was, but he hated it. He hated you, and your pretty posture and cool style and your fucking princess shit. He even hated the irony in how he called you a princess for even getting into U.A. However, if you were truly the princess of the elementus quirk family...he was going to have bigger problems than your stupid questions in class. . . .

[itwasjustmisplaced]

Do you think if the reunion is in say February, do you think that means the kid is likely Roberts snd sticking around? Like maybe that leaves time for R to die and the rest to leave. Single dad Rob and Robron growing closer. Hey presto Robron back together & a 'robron' baby? I hope not. Maybe timing of the reunion doesn't mean this whenever it is. I guess I'm just losing faith in a satisfactory ending to the baby plot (tbf I'll only be satisfied if its revealed the kids not his). I'm intrigued

The only reason I don’t necessarily see this is because it’s sort of the same plot that’s running with Cain and then it will bring Moira back into him at some point to raise this kid. Like Cain is doing the doting single date routine to prove to Moira he can be reliable. He may be dating Harriet but she’s the clear second choice and the narrative has been super clear the reason he’s being there for Isaac is to address the bigger Coira issues. So would they really do that again? Have Robert be the doting single dad so Aaron can see how much he’s changed? I don’t know but it doesn’t feel like it works in this narrative like it does with Coira. That’s why I am baffled and intrigued. 

Again, I’ve said this so many times but they sort of tied themselves into knots in this story and I’m not quite sure why. They had Aaron have such an adverse reaction to the baby and then they made Robert do such extreme things to the Whites that them fridging Rebecca to just give Robron a baby seems hella wrong. It reminds me so much of Archie with Jai who they were never going to reward Jai for his vile behavior by giving him sole custody of Archie and fridging Rachel. It was just would have been so wrong, and this feels the same way entirely. You didn’t need to make Robert /this/ crazy and do so much damage to the Whites if we were to believe Robert was going to be raising the child. They could have had him do the Rug Tree Bonds thing and leave it at that, but no they went to such extreme lengths with his character. Plus inherently they’ve kept the narrative the Whites are the victims of Robert so why would he get their sole blood grandchild to raise and his husband back? Just because he’s finally decided to be a good person on his own. It just has fundamental flaws in the narrative. 

Just because it’s been brought up today I keep thinking about how Jimmy wound up with Carl and not the bio mother. They did the whole plot and had Nicola deliver him, then they even had Juliette name him Carl without her knowing about Carl King, had Nicola even kidnap Carl so Juliette couldn’t run away with him and when it was all said and done Juliette left with Carl for ages only to reappear and dump him on Jimmy. Like not only was Juliette not a real character they made a serious effort with Nicola and even the naming of him to hint that he would be back and be staying with the Kings. So it’s weird they cut the Jack bit about Seb and didn’t even pretend he was gonna be a Sugden and continue to have Aaron super far removed from the baby as a whole. He just, in general, feels like a White and he still doesn’t feel like something that fits with Robron’s future. 

So here we are again where the narrative is a mess. Most of the time it feels like we are stop-starting and almost stalling and repeating certain beats till we get to Christmas. It almost feels like at times that IM had a great vision for Robert’s character and wanted to do his own redemption arc for Robert that would culminate in this big episode that can’t really be done till the holidays, so we get stuck. You need to continue to create situations and things that both push and pull Robron back together. As he described it as two ends of elastic stretched to their limits but not breaking. Every time it looks like they might be pulling back together we need to stretch them back apart over and over again to bid our time.

That’s why Seb feels like such weird part of this because again it’s the thing that has been keeping them apart and yet they don’t appear to be doing anything to make that elastic come back together over him now that’s he’s here. Like, instead of having Robron grow closer and closer after the baby is born and maybe even have so moments where it appears Aaron is coming around to the baby they are bringing back Alex to show Aaron is ‘ready to move’ on or at least try. They are having Rebecca ghost at a crucial point in the narrative. So in the end, that doesn’t really work for them ending up with a baby in many ways because movement wouldn’t happen till after Rebecca may die and then we end up back where this whole ask started which is that it’s too similar to the story with Coira.

I don’t think the reunion happening in February if that’s when it is makes it more or less likely they end up with the baby. The story just has fundamental issues surrounding Seb, in my opinion, to end up this cut and dry. I’m just guessing the Christmas episode will tell us everything. Because IM loves big game changer episodes. He loves them for all the characters. He likes those moments. So I have no doubt so much will be answered on Christmas day and in the lead-up. But mostly, I can’t escape IM’s quotes about how good drama is knowing what the audience wants and giving that to them but not taking the easiest route from point A to B and the ones about how the reveal would tell us the direction of this story and satisfy our concerns and worries. Those fester in the back of my mind when you look at how much this story has tanked with not only the audience but also the press as well. And yes, dude is messy a lot but he generally means what he says and is pretty excellent at describing these big moments, so I just feel like till we reach the end none of this is gonna make sense. Like eventually we will look back on all of this and probably see the signs that were there and it will all be okay. 

Basically, what I am trying to say is we are back in our holding pattern and we can sit here as much as we want to try and solve for A but we can’t because we don’t have all the information needed in this equation to do that. So, we go around in circles, we drive ourselves a bit crazy and we all fall into bouts of negativity. We can’t let us get this down and we can’t let people like Eastie stress us out. We are just so close so we’ve gotta wait and see how this all plays out. This is like mile 23 of a marathon, our blisters have popped, we’ve run out music, we are slowly dying and don’t think we can make it but we can almost see the finish line. We can almost taste it. So just tell yourself to hold on because we can do this. Now we just have to trust our training (IM and the story team) that it will get us there all in one piece and with a time (ending) we can all be happy (okay) with.