#I got major deja vu drawing this

[toxictoxicities]

There is never enough of these two

Though I won't lie I do need to get more creative SDRFTYG- then again it never hurts to be simple

[kiss-me-cill-me]

i’m not sure if anon has already requested a character for that song but if ur up for it CAN WE HAVE THAT SONG WITH JONATHAN CRANE. also i just listened to that song for the first time in like 3 years and got major deja vu lmao 😭

also ps i love u and ur writing !!!

This is related to another ask from an anon, requesting a fic based off of Katy Perry's song, The One That Got Away. I am so sorry to both of you that it's taken me forever to write this, but thank you for your patience and support <3

Now We Pay The Price | Pt. 1

Pairing: Jonathan Crane x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Summary: Life hasn't turned out exactly the way you wanted it to. Isolated and distraught as you watch time slip by while you sit, trapped in Arkham, your only wish is to recapture the way that things used to be.

Warnings: Angst, whump, sexual themes but no explicit smut, mental health themes, obsession, unhealthy relationship dynamics, mention of needles, mention of sedatives, unrequited love, established past romantic relationship, ambiguity

A/N: I hardly ever write angst, so please be gentle with me lol. But with the song inspo, I couldn't help but go in that direction. Slightly nervous to post this, but also happy that I've branched out from my comfort zone a bit!

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

Lying on your stomach, feet in the air, you stretched the thin cotton sheets with your hand. Just enough to give them the tension you needed to glide a ballpoint pen over the fabric, scratching over and over the same mark to make it appear complete. This was far from the perfect medium for doodling - but sheets were what you had, and so they were what you used.

Even the pen was contraband. You knew you weren’t supposed to have it. What anyone thought you’d do with it… honestly, you had no idea. As if you could use a pen for anything other than what you were wrapped up in doing now - carefully and determinedly drawing hearts.

You stopped to rest your head for a moment on the pitifully thin pillow. Across the room, blank white concrete stared back at you. Day in, day out. Endless. The same room with the same walls.

Picking up the pen again, you placed the tip right in between the lobes of one of the many hearts. Scratch, scratch, scratch. A messy, zig-zagging line bisected the doodle. 

Broken.

You sighed, and started to color a different heart, filling it with blue ink that didn’t seem very inclined to stick to the bed sheets. It was slow going. The deep azure tint reminded you of deoxygenated blood, like you would see in a textbook diagram. Once the heart was completely filled, you moved dutifully on to the next.

A rustling at your door made you jump. Quickly, you stuffed the pen under your pillow, and turned up the sheets to hide your drawings. It wouldn’t be very good for you if anybody saw them.

You sat up, arranging your rumpled jumpsuit as neatly as you could. Leather straps hung off the sides of your bed, and you spared them a glance, bristling at the memories of having them lashed over your body. 

The metal door slid open slowly, until you could finally see…

Him. Your heart skipped a beat and a half as he stepped stiffly into the room, pulling the door shut behind him. He didn’t make a show of locking it, but it was still all too hard to miss the way his hand stopped short at the keyhole, before slipping into his pocket.

“Jonathan. I’m so glad-”

“Don’t call me that,” he bristled. “In here, we don’t know each other. Please. You always forget that.”

“...Dr. Crane,” you corrected yourself. 

His tone was so bitter that you could feel it in the very back of your throat, trying to claw its way down to your heart. You swallowed, trying to bite back the taste.

“I’m sorry. I was just happy to see you.” You smiled, pushing through your discomfort, for his sake.

Crane was clearly agitated. He took a few steps into the room, before turning around and facing the door. For one brief moment, you couldn’t see his face, until finally he turned back. His eyes were ice as they stared down at you.

“Do you have any idea how difficult you’ve been making things for me?” he spat. 

The accusation hurt, of course. Though you knew very well what he meant. You had been acting out, more than usual, as of late. And although it wasn’t without a purpose, you could see that it was wearing him thin. But… how else were you supposed to see each other? 

Arkham Asylum wasn’t exactly known for its model patients. It took a lot to get Dr. Crane’s attention.

“If we spent more time together, I wouldn’t be so difficult,” you replied, trying to keep your tone even.

Crane pinched the bridge of his nose, in that way that you were well acquainted with. He’d always had that habit. Back when you’d first met, you had loved making him get frustrated - just enough for a laugh. Some things never changed.

“You’re really backing me into a corner,” Crane sighed. “And I really wish you wouldn’t.”

“Let’s talk,” you offered, patting the bed. “That’s what you’re here for, right?”

Crane, reluctantly, sat down. You could sense his exhaustion in the way that he almost collapsed onto the bed, hands gripping the edge for support. You inched a bit closer, enough so that your knees touched briefly. Crane pulled away.

You wanted to reach out; put a hand on his shoulder, just like you’d done so many times before. He used to like it when you touched him. Sometimes, you liked to think that yours was the only gentle embrace that he had ever known. Maybe it was silly, but the thought of it always made you feel better.

Now, Crane’s eyes held nothing but menace as he glared over at you, as if you were a stain on the bed sheets. You wondered, vaguely, what had happened to change things.

So much. So much that had led you to this place, where you could be so close to him and yet felt more separated than ever.

“I hate to say it, Doc, but I think I’m going crazy in here,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood.

He barely had a reaction; a deep sigh the only hint that he’d heard what you said at all.

“And why do you think that is?” he asked, finally. 

The psychiatrist in him always came through to shove even more distance between you. Like a shield, put up just when you’d started to press through the fog of tension that hung heavy in the room. You swallowed your frustration at being kept out, and tried to answer him honestly.

“Because I barely get to see you,” you replied.

That was the wrong answer, and Crane’s shoulders swung abruptly to face you. 

He was scary like this. Almost scary, anyway. If you didn’t know him better, the look in his eyes would have sent you cowering. 

But you did know him, so well, and you remembered with sudden clarity that he’d always been bothered by feeling inadequate. You felt awful; you hadn’t meant to imply that he wasn’t doing enough.

“I’m sorry,” you soothed, before he could say anything. “I know that you’re busy, but-”

“But you continue to make yourself into a problem,” he hissed. “You know the only reason you’re in here instead of rotting away over at Blackgate is because of me, right?”

You nodded, too shocked by embarrassment to speak.

“Then for my sake, why don’t you act like it?”

“I’m…” You paused for a moment, sharp tears welling up in your eyes. “I’m just… lost without you,” you whispered. “You know that. I always told you I would be.”

The first tear fell, and you tried to hide your face.

“Don’t cry,” Crane sighed.

You could hear the harsh tinge of annoyance in his voice, and wished that it was anything else. Even his pity would have been better than knowing that your feelings were now nothing but inconvenience. You choked on your own throat, trying to stifle a sob.

“Please don’t cry,” he mumbled, slightly softer this time.

But now that you’d started, you couldn’t make yourself stop. If anything, the tears were only coming faster, and you felt yourself start to shrink into your own chest. The little black pit that always seemed to sit there, now swiftly opening up to swallow you.

With a deep and lingering exhale, Crane pulled you close. Suddenly, you were back where you both had been, so many years ago: one person’s cheek pressed into the other’s shoulder. Tears soaking into fabric that seemed to be stained with sadness. You let out a half-laugh, half-sob, and nestled into the crook of his neck.

“Remember when I used to do this for you?”

Crane stiffened slightly beside you.

“Things have changed since then,” he muttered. 

Your memory suddenly flashed back to the first time he had used the words “dysfunctional attachment” to describe you. That had hurt worse than anything else. Even more than all of the other occasions to come, when you’d heard those same words and worse fall from his lips. They could never truly compare to that first time, when your whole world had come crashing abruptly to the ground.

His arm dropped away from you, but you kept your face pressed into his shoulder.

“Things haven’t really changed,” you said. “I still belong to you.”

“You don’t.”

Two words that stung worse than hundreds of needles. You tried to pretend that the wind hadn’t been knocked out of you, as you replied.

“I do. And I will. Always.”

You looked up at him with wet eyes, a trace of the old life that you’d shared together still evident deep within your pupils. Even if only the memories of it lived inside of you, they still lived. They were still something.

“You need to move on,” Crane said flatly. “I know it’s not easy in here, with me…” He sighed. “I did what I could to protect you, but maybe it would have been better if I had just stayed out of your case. Blackgate would have at least given you distance.”

“I don’t want distance,” you whispered. “I just want to be with you.”

“You can’t be.”

Always so stubborn.

“I could be, if you’d help me get out.”

Confusion flashed across Crane’s face, quickly replaced with raw terror. 

“Escape Arkham?” His eyebrows furrowed, nearly knitting together. “You can’t be serious. Do you even realize what-?”

“I know, I know,” you hummed. “But just think - we could run away together, just like we always talked about.”

“Stop.”

“Don’t you remember? We promised-”

“Things. Change.” Crane’s voice almost shook as it thundered.

You brought a hand up to his face, gently coaxing until he looked at you.

“But they don’t have to,” you breathed. 

Your eyes drifted down to your wrist, to the space just below your thumb, and over the little tattoo that was etched into your skin. A heart - just like the ones littering your blanket, hidden carefully from Crane’s view.

“Remember when you gave me this?” you asked, holding up the tattoo in front of him.

“No; I remember you doing that to yourself.”

“At first, sure,” you chuckled. “But then, you helped me to finish it, ‘cause-”

“Because I didn’t want you to hurt yourself,” Crane muttered. “Just like you always seem to. Even now.”

You ignored his remark as your hands drifted down to collect one of his pale wrists, then lifted up to your face. The sleeve of his suit jacket slipped back, revealing the spot where once, long ago, you had given him the same mark. Just with a felt-tip pen; he would have never allowed you, even back then, to deface his own body in the same way you had yours. 

At the time, the impermanence of it hadn’t seemed to matter. You’d been too distracted; elated by the way that his and your matching blossoms of ink had pressed up against each other as you’d held hands. 

Now, you pressed a kiss to the blank space.

“Us against the world, Jonathan. Remember?”

Suddenly, his fingers pressed into your face, digging into the sides of your chin as he forced you back into focus.

“Don’t call me that,” he warned, once again. “How many times do I have to tell you? That life doesn’t exist in here.”

Your hands still dangled from his wrist as he continued to crush your jaw, not letting you look away. But this was the one part of him that you didn’t want to face. The part that didn’t need you anymore.

“Jonathan. You know the reason I’m in here, don’t you?”

“Are you asking if I know about your case? All of the crimes you committed?” he huffed. “Because yes - I was very involved in the trial, and it was nearly impossible to keep everyone else in the dark about…”

Us was the word that he couldn’t bring himself to say.

“That’s not what I mean,” you said. “I mean, do you know why I did those things?”

“Stop - please don’t tell me this again.”

“I did them for you,” you cried, your emotions getting the better of you again. “I do everything for you. So don’t you dare pretend you don’t need me, when really the only fucking reason you’re not stuck in here with me is because I always-”

“Stop.”

Crane’s hands tore away to grab you by the shoulders, wrenching you back to reality. Somehow he always managed to do that. To pull you straight out of the riptide, just as it was about to sweep you away.

“I never asked you to do what you did,” he hissed, articulating each word between clenched teeth.

“But I did it anyway,” you spat. “Because you always get into trouble. Because I told you I’d be there for you, no matter what. And because I always keep promises.”

“I don’t need you to anymore.” Crane’s hands squeezed you uncomfortably. “I don’t - I didn’t need you to ruin your life for me.”

“My life isn’t ruined if it’s for you.”

“Jesus Christ…”

Crane’s hand came up to rake through his hair, but before he could pull away fully, you caught him. Fingers clenched tight to the front of his suit, you pulled back and forced him to fall with you. Your back hit the bed, and Crane scrambled to catch himself before his full weight could slam into you. His body perched just above yours, caging you in his arms.

“This. You must remember this.” 

Your words were a whisper, barely loud enough to pass from your lips to his ear, despite how close he was. Your legs frantically came up to tug at his waist, trying to force him closer.

“This was the only time I felt alive,” you continued. “When we were like this. You remember.”

How could he not? You could still live in that moment, if you tried hard enough. As if it had been only yesterday. Both of you nervous and fumbling, nearly falling off of the bed as he hovered over you and you clung to him. 

The way that your bodies had melted together, almost desperately, in a way that had made you feel certain that neither one of you would let go. Letting go then had meant something worse than death; it meant a life that dragged on without you and him together. 

The stale echoes of passion still rang in your ears as you looked up, silently begging for him to rekindle the spark that had been there.

Crane’s expression was all but impossible to read. His face half-hidden beneath bangs that fell into his eyes. The two-second pause was like a lifetime as you awaited his answer.

“Of course I remember.”

Your heart soared, flying recklessly up.

“But that doesn’t mean it’s the same now.”

Broken. Smashed hard against the cold floor of your cell.

“I don’t believe that,” you breathed. “I can’t. I-”

“You need to,” he interrupted. “Because it’s the truth.”

You stayed stock still on the mattress as Crane briskly pushed himself up, disentangling himself from your limbs. He exhaled as he tugged at his jacket, trying to make himself presentable. 

You weren’t sure how he could find the nerve, after ripping your whole world apart.

“I’m upping the dose on your sedatives,” he informed you, still not meeting your gaze. “But I would prefer if you could find it within yourself to behave so that I don’t have to. I don’t like to do this, but-”

“Appearances…” Your voice drifted through the room. “Have to be kept up.”

He had told you as much, probably dozens of times. Just like he’d told you the old life between you no longer mattered, or even existed. If it ever had.

“I’m glad you understand,” he said shortly. 

His back was already turned, but you looked up to watch him drift out of the room, quickly pocketing the keys on his way out. 

Your head fell back, hard, but the sensation did nothing to ground you. You felt all too lost and adrift; trapped in a situation you had created. This wasn’t how things were supposed to end up.

Your hand drifted silently under the pillow, and wrapped around the barrel of the pen that was still hidden there. 

Suddenly, grotesque understanding of all the reasons why no one would want you to have such a thing flooded into your consciousness. The possibilities were many and bleak, but they all led back to the same conclusion. It was just like you had told Crane earlier.

If your life together didn’t exist in this place, then the only solution was to leave. 

You smiled. With resolve swirling dangerously inside your veins, you vowed to make sure that nothing like this ever happened again. You were going to be together, no matter what. 

There would be no getting away.

This fic now has a Part 2! Read it HERE

[shannara810]

Meeting the Gods, part 1

Poseidon: "What's the meaning of this, brother?"

The order had been to come on Olympus right away. The King of the Gods had gathered them: Ares, Demeter, Apollo, Athena... all had answered to Zeus' command. All the Twelve Major Gods.

Zeus sat on his throne, crown on his head and bolt in his hand. He was furious.

However it was not on them that his angry gaze was fixed, no. Zeus stared with scorn at something in the middle of the Throne room.

A Titan, a monster, even one of the Primordials: those were the treats Poseidon the Earthshaker expected to find that night, not... this.

On the floor stood... a child. Curly dark hair, red and plump cheeks, a sweet smile. The baby was wearing a blue onesie with a black pegasus on his chest.

The child was blissfully unaware of the danger he was in. He sat there, playing with his toes and gurgling happily. He looked no older than one year old.

However human the child was not. Poseidon could see them without any effort, those black wings of shadows and power that spread from the little one's back.

Zeus hissed words full of venom: "A new threat, brother. An abomination ready to destroy us. A child of the Sacred Ban!"

Angry voices filled the room. A child of the Sacred Ban: impossible!

Unlike the other Gods, scared and outraged, Athena was puzzled by the sight of the child: "Father, what's this being? I can feel a shard of us inside of it, godly energy in a body of flash and blood. However great is its power, but not one I can recognize."

While she spoke, the child got bored with his feet. He scrunced his nose, turning to look at them one by one. However when the kid's gaze fell on the God of Seas giving him a smile all dimples, Poseidon was struck by a sense of deja vu. He knew that smile, he knew it well. It was Sally Jackson’s smile.

Zeus: "He is..."

"Of my blood. You thought I wouldn't notice, brother?"

Zeus: "He is an abhorrence! He is..."

A voice rang out in the Throne room, loud and clear. "He is my son."

Suddenly bright meteors burst in, swirling furiously and destroying everything on their path. The Olympic gods stood up to fight, shielding their eyes but to no avail. The light of the meteors was blinding and a deafening whistle brought them to their knees.

Yet the child remained unharmed. He just laughed happily at such display of power.

"You're having fun, aren't you Luke?"

Hermes: "What?!"

When the blinding light finally faded beings made of crackling energy stood before the Olympian Gods, pointing weapons at their throat.

They were not ordinary monsters. Four animal faces whirled furiously for each being, while giant wings glowed with power and rage: Angels, the worst weapon their hated enemy, the Only God, had.

Regardless of the danger they were in, Percy Jackson stooped to take the child in his arms. The only thing he cared about was to make funny faces for him.

The demigod didn't even look at them when he spoke: "Uncle, you kidnapped my son and thought I would let it go?"

Ares: "Let's kill them both and end it this once for all!"

The blade at the throat of the God of War sank a little deeper, drawing ichor.

Zeus: "How dare you? You little half-breed, after all the favors you’ve been given! Plotting with the enemy!"

Percy kept smiling. "Now, uncle. I’d watch my words if I were you. 'Cause you see, my friends here have been ordered not to kill. But HIM... he might not have too much trouble with it".

Hermes: "You... you have named the baby after my son."

Percy: "More likely I lost a bet with his father. Luke's other father, I mean 😅."

Suddenly it was like all the light was drawn from the Throne room. The air started to sizzle with a power greater than the angels' as majestic wings of darkness unfolded themself, wrapping everything and everyone in their grip.

The Gods could not run, they could not talk. Their powers whitered as flowers away from the sun, away from the earth. Everything was pure Darkness and the Darkness was everything. There was no room for anything else.

For a moment it looked like the Darkness wanted to feed on them, as even Khronos had not been able to do. Then it opened like a curtain made of shadows and a man came out it.

A man wearing a leather jacket and with a murderous expression on his young face. The very embodiment of Wrath.

A man no one of the Olympians would ever forget.

That man was Luke Castellan.

@darkcrowprincess (not sure what the heck this is 😅)

[ombrellica]

It's September! I am here to share my September so far. First off, let's talk about something odd. Since childhood I've had a memory about going to a zoo where I am in a vehicle and outside I see a big cat walking around. The next thing I see is a giraffe and a zebra in a pen.

I've questioned this memory because it doesn't make sense that the animals would be roaming around in a zoo. I went to Australia Zoo for the first time and I got on the shuttle bus to the Africa exhibit. On the way I saw a couple of cheetahs on a walk with their handlers. After getting off the bus the first animals leading out are the giraffe and zebra.

It's like a vision of the future isn't it? I've had weird instances like this before. But it's always visions of mundane things and not major events ha ha. There's this feeling I get when I realise that a vision is playing out before my eyes. Deja vu perhaps? I also saw the wombats being taken for a walk too later that was lovely. At the wildlife show one of the birds decided to join the audience and didn't want to leave.

Different handlers came over to retrieve it but they wouldn't make it do anything it didn't want to. I thought that was sweet. I didn't take any photos but the next day I went a beach on the Sunshine coast area. I had barbecue there with egg, sausages and tomato. The weather was nice and the ocean looked like it was glittering from the sunshine.

I baked a cake! Strawberry flavoured all round.

Also Genshin cake!

As a follow up from July here is the anniversary letter from Tears of Themis:

It took a little over a month to arrive. I really love it and I am grateful for the opportunity. I really enjoyed the latest chapter release and Fluffy Fuzzy Time 2 was everything I had wanted.

But I think despite that, my journey with this game is slowly coming to an end. I started this game to keep my mind off a friendship break up and because I needed alternative means of contacting hoyoverse in case there is an issue with my hoyo account. I have a few goals left the Halloween mrs, the last pilot mr and Luke for Bakerlon. It's hard to continue this game once you've finished everything available in my opinion. Especially if you don't have the monthly pass. I don't mind buying it now and then but it has to be a treat not something I have to do in order to get by.

The fact that I've enjoyed this game so much has been an unexpected delight. The story and art are some of the best I've experienced in a long time. Perhaps after taking a break, new content will catch up?

In other news someone on reddit was giving out a years worth of Toyhouse codes and I was able to comment in time for an invite:

There's not much on it for now but I am super excited to have the account. I am finishing some stuff up for an old Blogspot account at the moment and I am looking forward to drawing new things.

How good can it get?

Anyways I'll leave you with this cloud picture I took. It looks like a little dog dashing:

[veeranger]

So you want to watch Precure!

Version 1.3

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Maybe you follow people who like it, maybe you just love magical girls and never got into Precure, but there are over a dozen seasons and you don’t know how to jump in. Never fear, this masterpost is here to give you a rundown of Precure, and hopefully by the end you’ll have an idea of where you want to start. 

What Is Precure?

Precure (short for Pretty Cure) is a Toei Animation franchise started in 2004 and has been on the air nonstop since then. It’s a magical girl franchise, y’know like sailor moon or ojamajo doremi or other such shows. The main demographic is children so you don’t have to worry about any weird “fanservice” or panty shots or anything nasty like that, it’s very G rated. 

What Are The Shows About?

In a general sense, Precure is about a team of 2-6 middle school age magical girls fighting bad guys and giant monsters and saving the world on a weekly basis with pretty outfits and big flashy finishers and the power of love and friendship. Each season follows a pretty standard formula (toku fans should be pretty familiar with it for the most part), and each season is around 48-50 episodes long. 

In keeping with this toku-esque formula, most seasons will feature mid season additions to the cast, in the form of new precure heroes. For the sake of not spoiling these shows, these mid season cures will not be mentioned in our plot overviews unless they appear extremely early or something like that. Just know that almost every season will feature an additional cure joining the team later in the show. 

Additionally, every season has at least one movie, these days there’s usually two per season. Usually you’ll find the movies are a standalone self-contained romp, and a crossover movie with the preceding seasons, with a focus on the most recent 2-3 teams. These movies might as well exist in a continuity of their own, and have absolutely no bearing on the plot whatsoever, save for one except which I’ll mention when we get to that season. 

Why Should I Watch Precure?

Because it’s good. It’s a really stellar franchise with a ton of content and genuinely engaging characters and stories. Also this isn’t your mom’s magical girl show, these girls throw punches, and kicks, and big lasers. Precure is pretty well known for being extremely hands on with its combat compared to other magical girl shows, though don’t expect the same kind of fights you’d find in kamen rider or anything. Also a main draw for a lot of people is the amount of gay subtext in, frankly, every season. While there’s only one season with an explicitly confirmed gay relationship between two cures, every season has varying levels of subtext between cures, it’s pretty cool. We won’t discuss the subtext in every season overview but trust us, it’s in there. 

What Show Should I Start With?

It doesn’t actually matter which season you watch, every season is a new setting and with new characters and set in a new world (except for two sequel seasons i’ll explain later), so you’re free to watch whatever you want in any order! We’re going to spend the rest of this post talking about each season to give you, the beloved reader, a glimpse at what each season has to uniquely offer. Don’t worry, there’s no spoilers down there. 

Futari Wa Precure (We Are Pretty Cure) & Futari Wa Precure Max Heart

The original precure show that aired in 2004, and even received an english dub. Misumi Nagisa is a star lacrosse player living a normal life until one day a shooting star she wishes on turns out to be a fairy that careens right into her room, or rather, smacks her right in the face. The fairy, named Mepple, explains he comes from the Garden of Light, another world that’s been taken over by the evil Dark King and his Dark Zone in order to capture the Prism Stones, a number of heart shaped crystals that, if collected, could give Dark King the power to destroy not only the Garden of Light but also the Garden of Rainbows, Earth itself. Meanwhile, Yukishiro Honoka finds a box in her grandmother’s shed containing an item just like the one that smacked Nagisa in the face, and inside is the fairy Mipple, who explains the situation to Honoka. The two fairies, seeking to be reunited, drag Nagisa and Honoka along and the four of them end up meeting up, but are attacked by an emissary of the Dark Zone. Mepple and Mipple grant the confused duo the power to transform into the warriors of legend, Precure. As Cure Black and Cure White, Nagisa and Honoka manage to fight off their attacker and protect their new fairy partners. The girls are then more or less dragged into the battle against the Dark Zone, as the only hope for both Gardens, they fulfill their duty as legendary warriors despite their hesitations and desires to go back to being normal teenagers.

Futari Wa doesn’t exactly have any major themes to speak of, it’s just your standard magical girl vs evil bad guys kind of thing, forgive it for being the first season. What it does have to offer is the relationship between Nagisa and Honoka, as well as the action in fight scenes. The girls don’t start the season as best friends, in fact they barely even know each other’s names when they’re first flung together. It takes a few episodes and a major fight between the girls for them to really start opening up to each other, but soon enough they become inseparable and support each other in everything they do. It’s clear, especially near the end, that the girls cling to each other for support and strength in the face of the increasingly overwhelming odds they face as the Dark Zone gains strength. It’s very compelling to see their relationship deepen in the early season and see how deep their bonds truly go near the end. 

Futari Wa received a sequel show, Futari Wa Precure Max Heart, picking up the story where it left off in the first season’s finale. Honoka and Nagisa are still the main characters, and they’re still fighting the Dark Zone, but this time they’re joined by a mysterious girl named Hikari, who can transform into Shiny Luminous, not a precure but precure-ish. This time the girls are trying to recover the heart and soul of the Queen of the Garden of Light, before the Dark Zone can recover and destroy the queen in her weakened state. Also their precure costumes have changed slightly. 

The first season (that is to say, not max heart) is currently one of the few seasons available with official english subtitles on the streaming platform Crunchyroll

Futari Wa Precure Splash Star

Hyuuga Saki (Cure Bloom), a tomboy who loves playing softball, and Mishou Mai (Cure Egret), a quiet transfer student and aspiring artist, meet each other by chance one day under the Sky Tree, where they discover two creatures from the Land of Fountains named Flappy and Choppy. The two girls transform into the legendary Precure and are tasked with restoring Princess Filia and the Seven Holy Fountains, which were sapped of their power by the evil forces of Dark Fall.

Splash Star's main theme is the appreciation of nature. The main focus is on the girls rediscovering their relationships with their town and the nature and people in it. You get to meet a whole cast of characters in their community, who have a lot of heart and charm behind their writing and the show does a good job of getting you genuinely invested in their stories.

Unfortunately the romance in Splash Star isn’t much better than Futari Wa's (sorry to any Fujimura/Kazuya fans), but the main girls themselves are so engaging that it's easy to ignore. The villains are pretty goofy, but entertaining if you can accept that the show doesn’t take itself very seriously. There are two villains in the latter half of the season that really stand out, though. Without spoiling too much, I can promise you their character arcs will tear at your heartstrings in the best way.

If you've watched Futari wa Precure, Splash Star will probably feel familiar. Although it's the first "reboot" series in the franchise with completely new characters, Toei overall played it safe and Saki and Mai in many ways still feel like "Nagisa and Honoka 2.0". Splash Star is different in enough other ways to make the show stand on its own merits, but if you watch it immediately after Futari wa you might find yourself feeling some deja vu. Personally, I think it's interesting to see what Splash Star builds on and explores when compared to Futari wa, since it has many of the same themes and character archetypes but they play out quite differently.

Yes! Precure 5 & Yes! Precure 5 GoGo!

Nozomi is a cheerful, carefree girl, but she doesn’t have a dream. One day she meets a hot guy and finds a mysterious item called the Dream Collet, capable of granting any wish once all the fairies known as Pinkies are gathered inside it, in the school library. She discovers that the hot guy is actually a tanuki from Palmier Kingdom named Coco, and that the Kingdom has been destroyed by the Nightmare. Coco’s dream is to restore his kingdom using the Dream Collet, and Nozomi decides to make it hers as well. 

She’s joined by her jock friend Rin, Urara, an aspiring actress, Komachi, a writer, and the rich student council president Karen. Together they form Yes Sentai Fiveranger Yes Precure 5 and work together to prevent Nightmare from obtaining the Dream Collet before they can gather all the Pinkies. They also save Coco’s “”””””friend””””””” and fellow hot guy squirrel, Nuts, and he joins them as the second mascot/handsome love interest.

The theme of Yes is dreams and heterosexual furry romance. It pulls off the dreams part very nicely. The het furry romance is bad, mostly because Coco is Nozomi’s teacher at school and also her love interest. However, Coco and Nuts are fairly gay and if you look past the romance part they have very good dadly relationships with the rest of the team. 

Yespre, like Futari Wa, received a sequel show, Yes! Precure 5 GoGo!. After the defeat of Nightmare some time ago, a new faction called Eternal rises up and starts stealing treasures from various dimensions. When Eternal targets the Rose Pact belonging to the Cure Rose Garden, the precure are called back into action to fight against Eternal, with new cure outfits, a new fairy named Syrup, and a new cure-like teammate named Milky Rose.

Fresh Precure!

Fresh is sort of the defining series for modern Precure, introducing a lot of plot and thematic elements to the franchise that would be used repeatedly later on. 

A concert Momozono Love attends is attacked by a monster called a Nakewameke. When Love stands up to it, she is nearly killed, but is saved when she is chosen by a mysterious power to become Cure Peach. She is joined by Inori and Miki as Cure Pine and Cure Berry, and, together with the talking ferret from the Kingdom of Sweets, Tarte, they have to prevent Labyrinth, a grey world led by Mobius, from taking over the Parallel Worlds and transforming them into identical, machine-like dictatorships, and also figure out the secret behind the Magic Baby, Chiffon, that Tarte is entrusted with. 

Fresh’s themes are happiness and nature/technology and donuts. The donuts are important. Labyrinth operates by gathering misery; the Nakewameke are created from it and their function is to create more of it and fill the Sorrow Gauge. All the girls (and the mascot) have love interests and their familial relationships are explored a lot to bring out the general stakes and emphasise what they’re fighting for.

While Fresh is very strong in characters, plot, and thematics, its lack of budget is very apparent. It looks terrible. Fortunately, it isn’t that difficult to get used to the bad animation once you get into the show, although the lack of means tends to show up at inopportune moments, like new powerups.

Heartcatch Precure!

Featuring character designs and art direction from Ojamajo Doremi’s character designer Umakoshi Yoshihiko, and written by Ojamajo Doremi and Onegai My Melody writer Yamada Takashi, Heartcatch should look and feel familiar to fans of either franchise, especially Doremi.

After having a reoccurring dream about someone called Cure Moonlight being defeated trying to defend the “Great Heart Tree”, the shy and reserved Hanasaki Tsubomi moves in with her grandmother and ends up inheriting the will of Cure Moonlight and becomes the newest precure, Cure Blossom. Finding out her grandmother used to be the legendary Cure Flower, Tsubomi vows to protect the world as a precure and learn to change herself for the better. She’s joined by her new friend and the first person she saved as a precure, Kurumi Erika, a loud girl with a big heart who means well, but doesn’t hesitate to speak her mind. Erika becomes Cure Marine and the two become Heartcatch Precure, the newest precure in the long legacy of those who have stood up to the evil Dune, a mysterious invader who destroys planets and turns them into lifeless deserts. Heartcatch Precure fights against Dune’s minions: the mask wearing Professor Sabaku, his Desert Apostles, and the mysterious Dark Precure. Along the way they meet the former Cure Moonlight, now stripped of her power, and try to help her cope with her defeat.

Heartcatch Precure’s main theme is flowers and flower language. Everyone has a “heart flower” that the Desert Apostles take and use to create their monsters every week. As an interesting result of this, the monster of the week will be the main character in the plot of the week and often their big monster form will vent about their issues which will usually lead to a resolution when the precure return them to their regular bodies. Heartcatch also has a very nice backstory and lore to it. Unlike most iterations of precure, the Heartcatch girls are not the first precure to exist in their world, there are dozens maybe hundreds of precure that came before them, fighting against Dune and his forces for hundreds of years. It adds a lot to the narrative in small ways, especially later on in the season. Also the fight scenes are extremely excellent, especially when Moonlight is involved. 

Suite Precure♪

The musical paradise of Major Land falls under siege by the forces of Minor Land, led by King Mephisto. His goal is to steal the living notes of the “Melody of Happiness” and remake them into the “Melody of Sorrow”, throwing the world into a permanent depressive state. As a last resort, Queen Aphrodite scatters the notes into the human world and tasks Hummy, the cat-like fairy, and the Fairy Tones, to find the notes before the forces of Minor Lands can capture them. In the human world, Hummy meets Hojo Hibiki and Minamino Kanade, two girls who were best friends as children, but drifted apart as teenagers because of their tendency to bicker with each other. The two find themselves thrown together again by fate and transform into Cure Melody and Cure Rhythm to protect the things they hold dear. Not long after, the two rekindle their relationship and become closer than before, despite their bickering. Soon the girls run into the mysterious Cure Muse, a girl who appears to be a precure like them, but hides her face with a mask and refuses to join in their fight, claiming to be neither friend nor enemy. Melody and Rhythm battle against Minor Land and the giant Negatones they create from the notes they gather, as well as Siren, another cat-like fairy who used to be Hummy’s best friend before turning to evil and joining Minor Land. 

Suite Precure’s main theme is music, and it is a very encompassing theme. Hibiki and Kanade bond over their piano practice, the town they live in celebrates music frequently and is aesthetically music themed, and their powers take the form of musical instruments. Harmony is also a large theme for the two girls. Their precure power increases as they harmonize with each other, and the early season is very much about them learning to harmonize with each other. Suite also features several extremely well done mystery arcs, about the identity of Cure Muse, and various other things that I can’t very well talk about without risking spoiling things myself. If you manage to go into Suite not knowing anything consider yourself extremely lucky and be super sure not to get spoiled. The show staff went to great lengths to hide certain things, including leaking fake cure designs, and creating a second version of the second dance ending to further mask the identity of Cure Muse until her true reveal. 

Also something to note, usually precure movies have nothing to do with the plot of the show itself and can be watched whenever but the Suite movie is best enjoyed right after the arc revealing Cure Muse’s identity is concluded, it has a nice resolution to plot elements in that arc and sets the stage for the last few arcs of the show, so be sure to watch it then.

Smile Precure!

Written by Kamen Rider Kabuto head writer Yonemura Shoji, Smile Precure is the second season to feature a 5 girl team after Yes! Precure 5 Gogo!. Running late to her first day of school, resident happy-go-lucky klutz Hoshizora Miyuki runs face first into a small creature called Candy, a fairy from a place called Märchenland. The two are attacked by an anthropomorphic wolf named Wolfrun, and Miyuki transforms into Cure Happy to fight against Wolfrun and the big clown faced monster he summons called an Akanbe. After Candy explains that the legends say there are five precure, Miyuki recruits four new friends: the hot blooded Akane (Cure Sunny), shy artist Yayoi (Cure Peace), responsible older sister Nao (Cure March), and refined student council vice-president Reika (Cure Beauty). The five of them become Smile Precure and fight against Wolfrun and his allies in the Bad End Kingdom, who attempt to revive the slumbering Pierrot by trying to put the world in a “Bad End”. 

Smile Precure’s main theme is fairy tales, in a general sense. The Bad End trio are based off of the big bad wolf (Wolfrun), the oni from Momotaro (Akaoni), and the witch from Snow White (Majorina), and Miyuki herself is utterly captivated by fairy tales. The secondary theme is happiness, and the happy go lucky tone of the series often turns on its head during serious arcs to deliver extremely powerful emotional moments. Smile Precure is light on plot, and most episodes are an ultra happy experience, but the show knows how to get serious when it needs to and Smile is exceedingly competent at pulling off drama when the time comes. Smile knows how to get you invested in its characters and use that to pull on your heartstrings during the big moments. The last 10 episodes of the show are the absolute pinnacle of the show’s emotional drama, and each cure gets her own episode for closure before the finale sets in and emotionally destroys you. Also you get to play rock paper scissors with Cure Peace during her roll call so that’s always fun.

Doki Doki! Precure

Doki opens with Trump Kingdom’s destruction by the Selfishness as Cure Sword looks on, helpless. Switching to our world and brighter topics, we meet Aida Mana, Student Council President of Oogai Middle School, whose dream is to become the Prime Minister of Japan. Whenever Mana sees someone in trouble, she’ll help them out, so when a monster attacks the city, Mana does the obvious and tries to stop it. And when, chosen by the fairy Charuru (Charles? Cheryle? Cherry?) to become a Precure and defend the world, she meets Cure Sword, she has to befriend her and help her restore Trump Kingdom and find her happiness. 

Mana (Cure Heart) is joined by Rikka (Cure Diamond), her studious companion and supporter, and also the immeasurably powerful and rich (in that order) Alice (Cure Rosetta). Together they have to unravel the mystery of the man who gave them their transformation items, the missing princess of Trump Kingdom, the strange, evil girl called Regina, and Ai, the chaotic neutral baby who hatches out of an egg. 

Dokipre’s theme is love and selflessness. It also has Deep Lore, a lot of which is established in extra-series material. The show does try to explore concepts like past cures and manages a very nice repeating pattern effect with the plot, in terms of past and future happenings. There’s a lot of foreshadowing. Compared to most Precure seasons it’s very plot-heavy and even the filler usually ends up being plot-relevant. 

Happiness Charge Precure!

The 10th anniversary of Precure! The Phantom Empire is spreading across the world, and Precure are rising up all over the globe to fight them off. In Japan there are two active cures, Cure Fortune, strong and capable, and Cure Princess, scared and unsure of herself. As Cure Princess, Shirayuki Hime, struggles desperately to do her duty as precure, Cure Fortune refuses to work with her for reasons Hime doesn’t fully understand. Realizing her only hope is to find a partner to work with, Hime bumps into Aino Megumi, a super friendly girl who has a tendency to drop everything and help others any time she sees someone in need. Megumi becomes Cure Lovely, and bolstering Hime’s confidence, the two of them become Happiness Charge Precure, tasked with protecting Japan from Queen Mirage and her Phantom Empire. The two are joined by Cure Honey, and eventually Cure Fortune, and the four of them receive support from Blue, the God of Planet Earth. As the girls continue to fight and defend Japan, they are assaulted by Phantom, the ruthless Precure Hunter who has defeated and trapped countless Precure in his Precure Graveyard, and the Oresky Trio, the Phantom Empire generals who oversee the invasion of Japan. 

Happiness Charge Precure’s themes are romance and happiness. There are several arcs dedicated to the budding romances of the cures, and the backstory of the show is heavily tied to romance. Happiness might as well be Megumi’s middle name, she makes it her business to spread happiness to as many people as she can, and takes every chance she can to help others. Happiness Charge is also the first season to have form changes for the precure, each cure has a small selection of forms they can change to for different big attacks, and this concept would later be expanded and used as a core concept in Maho Girls Precure. Like Heartcatch before it, Happiness Charge exists in a world where multiple precure exist, but unlike Heartcatch all those precure exist at the same time in the present day. Other precure teams make cameos every so often and the concept creates a great world in which the whole planet is being protected by teenage girls with superpowers, creating a wonderful sense of scale that really makes the big victories of Happiness Charge Precure feel even bigger. 

Go! Princess Precure

The first precure series to take place at a boarding school! Years ago, a young girl named Haruno Haruka meets a very royal looking person named Kanata who gives her a Dress-Up Key, a big key shaped like a dress. A teenager now, Haruka starts attending Noble Academy, a prestigious boarding school, all the while holding tight to her dream of becoming a true princess, in a quasi-literal sense. Not long after starting the school year, Haruka meets Pafu and Aroma, two fairies from the Hope Kingdom desperate to revive the legendary precure to fight back against Dyspear and her minions who steal dreams to create their giant Zetsuborgs. Realizing what her Dress-Up Key is meant for, Haruka uses it and the Princess Perfume to become Cure Flora. Together with student council president Kaido Minami (Cure Mermaid), and Amanogawa Kirara (Cure Twinkle) a fashion model with huge aspirations, they become the new Princess Precure, tasked with learning to become true princesses along with protecting the Dress-Up Keys from Dyspear’s forces. 

Go! Princess Precure’s main themes are princesses (duh) and dreams. Dreams are a driving force behind all of the cures, and most of the plot of the week characters. Dyspear steals dreams to make monsters, and the precure fight to return those dreams. Characters follow their dreams with conviction, pride, and full commitment. This is also where the princess theme intersects, since it’s Haruka’s dream to become a true princess. One should note that princess is used sort of liberally in this series, it’s not that Haruka wants to somehow become someone of noble birth or have political power, she just wants to be strong, kind, and beautiful, the traits of a true princess in Princess Precure’s own terms. Also she wants to wear pretty dresses and such but who can blame her really. 

Mahou Tsukai Precure! (Maho Girls Precure!)

Quite literally putting the magic in magical girls for the first time in the franchise, Mahou Tsukai Precure was the first season to have its cures be actual magicians. Izumi Riko lives in the magical world, a world where magic is real and she attends a magical academy to hone her craft. She leaves the magical world to travel to the “non-magic” world, to search for a legendary item called the Linkle Stone Emerald. In the non-magic world she ends up catching the attention of another girl, Asahina Mirai, who sees her using magic. After trying to show off some magic and messing it up, Riko is attacked by Batty, a servant of the dark wizard Dokurokushe, who is seeking the Linkle Stone Emerald as well. As fate would have it, both Mirai and Riko carry stones that turn out to be the Linkle Stones Diamond, and the two of them use them to become Cure Miracle and Cure Magical, the legendary Mahou Tsukai Precure. Additionally, the power of the Linkle Stones grants life to Mirai’s lifelong companion, a teddy bear named Mofurun. Having discovered the world of magic and become a precure, Mirai is invited to spend time in the magical world learning magic alongside Riko, before the two, joined by Mofurun and a baby fairy named Ha, return to the non-magical world to search for the Emerald and protect it from Dokurokushe and his minions.

Mahou Tsukai Precure’s main themes are bonds and separation. It’s strengths lie in how it shows the relationship between Mirai and Riko. The show takes its time building their relationship in the first dozen or so episodes of their adventures in the magic world, highlighting their similarities and differences as they grow closer and learn to live with each other and fight as precure together. Well before the halfway mark it’s clear how strong their bond is and how deeply they care for each other, and the lengths they would go to for one another. Mahou Tsukai is an emotional ride in so many ways, every emotional moment hits its mark and the more you get attached to the characters the more the show will hit harder and harder with its moments, both sad and happy. Even side characters get satisfying and emotional conclusions to their storylines outside of the episodes they’re introduced in, it’s all wonderfully crafted.

KiraKira☆Precure A La Mode

Another return to the five cure format, Kirapre is also the second season to feature a sixth team member after Yes! Precure 5 Gogo!, as well as the second season to feature high school age precure after Heartcatch Precure. Usami Ichika is in her second year of middle school and loves sweets, especially making sweets. One day a hungry fairy named Pekorin finds her way into Ichika’s kitchen, and after being fed teaches Ichika about Kirakiraru, an energy source that exists in all sweets, and something that can be stolen and used for evil, leaving the sweets gray and tasteless. Utilizing the power of kirakraru in the shortcake she baked for her mother, Ichika becomes Cure Whip, one of the legendary patissiers, Precure. One by one other precure appear, the smart but shy Arisugawa Himari (Cure Custard), the rock band headliner Tategami Aoi (Cure Gelato), the fickle catlike Kotozume Yukari (Cure Macaron), and the responsible and helpful Kenjou Akira (Cure Chocolat). The five of them fight against the evils of Noir and those he has influenced: Julio, the mysterious masked boy who runs “experiments'' using kirakiraru, and Bibury, a mean spirited girl who uses her talking doll to steal kirakiraru and create monsters.

Kirapre’s main motifs are sweets and animals, and it has a pretty general togetherness and happiness theme going on, the standard precure stuff, mostly viewed through the lense of sweets and sweets-making. All the precure work as patissiers for one reason or another and it’s the main way the team bonds early on. The team, as well as the people of their small town, love sweets as a part of their culture and sweets maintain an important role as the emotional tie that binds most things together in the story. Overall Kirapre is a wonderful show with a great cast on both sides of the conflict, and a lot of care has been put into the show to make sure characters have their moments to interact with each other as well as have their own stories , even on a team of six every precure gets more than enough time to shine on her own. Kirapre is at it’s best when it takes two girls and puts them together for an episode, letting each unique dynamic play out in a fun and satisfying way. Kirapre is also noteworthy for the almost inarguably canonical relationship between two of the cures. It's not exactly explicit and it does leave something to be desired, since this is a Toei children's show, but there’s not really any other way to read the evolution of their relationship or their duet song, so I’m more than satisfied calling it canon.

This season is currently one of the few seasons available with official english subtitles on the streaming platform Crunchyroll 

HUGtto! Precure

Precure’s 15th anniversary! This season is in many ways a celebration of all things Precure, bringing together a lot of familiar elements from past shows into one. Hugtto! is another five cure season whose main themes are destiny and future. Nono Hana (Cure Yell) is a thirteen-year-old girl whose dream is to be a "cool and stylish woman," although she worries that others see her as childish. One day, a hamster named Harryham Harry and a magical baby named Hugtan fall out of the sky into Hana's house. They're being chased from the future by an evil organization called Criasu Corporation, who are trying to use Hugtan's power to freeze time forever. Hana makes friends with two of her classmates: the responsible class representative Yakushiji Saaya (Cure Ange) and the reclusive ex-figure skater Kagayaki Homare (Cure Etoile), and together they fight Criasu while taking care of Hugtan and figuring out the many mysteries surrounding her. Expect some light sc-fi elements and an emphasis on modern technology/social media.

Hugtto! explores its themes primarily through the lenses of childcare and the workplace, giving us a look at how each girl comes to terms with the transition from childhood to adulthood. This season does a good job of letting each member of the team shine; you spend several episodes with each girl (or duo of girls) and there's a real sense of a complete character arc for all of them. The romance aspect is, unfortunately, pretty bad: there’s a return of hetero furry romance between Harry and Homare, and Hana’s love interest exhibits some really creepy behavior towards her. There’s uncomfortable age gaps in both of these relationships too so it’s a just a bit…. Yikes. Thankfully, it’s fairly easy to ignore like past seasons, but a warning for it nonetheless.

Something that makes this season stand out is its LGBT subtext; there's a TON of it even compared to the normal amount that Precure is known for. Without giving away too much, two of the cures this season are heavily coded as lesbians (though not with each other per se), and there's a subplot concerning a side character who is pretty explicitly (well, as explicit as Toei dares to be) a gender non-conforming man/nonbinary person in love with another man, and it's all very wholesome and presented in a positive light. Again, this is Toei, so don't expect anything too radical, but I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised with how Hugpre handles it.

Finally I'll just say that while Hugpre is a fantastic season on its own, I would personally recommend waiting to watch it after you've seen some other seasons (notably Futari wa). It's not required, but since Hugpre is an anniversary season, there are a few episodes (especially near the end) that will really hit different if you have an emotional connection to the franchise already. Ultimately though this is a fairly minor part of the show, so watching this season first won’t ruin it or anything like that, it’s just something to keep in mind.

Star☆Twinkle Precure

Precure… in space! Our protagonist, Hoshina Hikaru (Cure Star) loves space and cryptids, to the point of drawing her own constellations. One of her constellations is an adorable alien puffball, who warps into Hikaru’s room almost immediately after she draws it. The puffball quickly befriends Hikaru, who names her Fuwa. They are later joined by Prunce, the team dad friend/alien mascot, and Lala (Cure Milky), a humanoid alien who is an adult in her own culture. After our initial duo gets off to a bit of a rocky start, they are joined by the student council president, Kaguya Madoka  (Cure Selene) and a biracial upperclassman who is considered to be the “sun” of the school, Amamiya Elena (Cure Soleil). Together, they explore the universe and befriend all sorts of aliens, while also defending them from the Notraiders, who want to rid the universe of all imagination. On top of that, the universe is dying and the cures need to find the 12 astrologically themed Star Pens to save it and the 12 Star Princesses. This series is notable for attempting to break the “monster of the week” format, instead making it a “fight of the week”.

The major themes of Star Twinkle are space, imagination, and maturity. The cures have to explore the universe to find the Star Pens, and in doing so, visit a bunch of different planets. About half the series is spent on Earth, but the world still feels developed! Honestly speaking, the theme of imagination is forgotten pretty quickly and I’d refer to it more as free will. The theme of maturity is where Star Twinkle really shines. All of the cures have had to grow up too fast in some way, and the series is partially about just allowing them to goof off. Lala is considered an adult on her planet, and this plot point is treated realistically. Well, as realistically as it can be. This is one series I’d recommend avoiding spoilers like the plague for, because part of the fun is in how the plot twists are pulled off. Also Star Twinkle is notable for featuring the first ever dark skinned precure, as Elena is half-hispanic. 

Healin’ Good Precure

The currently airing Precure season, as of this writing. The Byogens seek to revive their king by inflicting viruses on Earth, the Healing Garden sends three medical interns to combat them. These interns, fairies named Rabirin, Pegitan, and Nyatoran, along with a baby fairy princess named Latte, journey to Earth to find partners to become Precure. They end up meeting Hanadera Nodoka, a kindhearted girl who was hospitalized for most of her young childhood. After Nodoka risks her life to protect Latte, Rabirin chooses her to become Cure Grace. Joined by older sister type Sawaizumi Chiyu (Cure Fontaine) and the outgoing Hiramitsu Hinata (Cure Sparkle), they form Healin’ Good Precure, and defend their friends and the Earth from the Byogen’s newest wave of attacks. 

This season is currently one of the few seasons available with official english subtitles on the streaming platform Crunchyroll.

Where To Watch Precure Online

Unfortunately for us, Precure isn’t really a thing in the west. There was a dub of Futari Wa back in the early 2000’s and Smile and Doki both got “adapted” into Glitter Force over on netflix (I don’t really recommend checking those out), but really Precure just doesn’t exist over here.

However, as mentioned above, there are currently three seasons avalible for streaming on crunchyroll. The original Futari Wa Precure, Kira Kira Precure A La Mode, and the current season, Healin’ Good Precure.

Beyond these isolated examples of official releases, you can really only watch precure online on streaming sites or through torrents. You can find precure pretty much on any major anime streaming site, kissanime, gogoanime, the works. You can also try your luck torrenting the seasons, i’ve found that pretty much every season has a working torrent you can find on sites like nyaa.si or the like. For more recent seasons you should have little difficulty getting torrents, and last time i checked every season was on one of the aforementioned streaming sites. What I’m saying really is there’s no single place to find precure, but it’s not impossible to find for sure.

Thanks for reading this post, I hope you decide to check out precure and I really hope you end up loving it.Thanks to my wonderful friend @meltorights​ for writing the sections on Yespre, Fresh, and Dokipre, to @wonderlilane​ for writing the sections on Splash Star and Huggto, and @cure-cosmo​ for writing the segment on Starpre. 

If you have questions feel free to drop me an ask I’d be happy to help. I will literally go out of my way to help you if it means getting someone new into precure so please do not hesitate by any means. 

[qftim-dreamcatcherau]

After longgg research

This is informally for DREAMCATCHER AU. It's only the facts from research i found from Wattpad and Google.

- Symbols: witch glyphs

-pages in book relates to each girls and how it conntects

Birth of Evil:

- "scream mv": creation of Dystopia

- light had disappeared and people forgot to say good things.

"One day suddently the light did not come People forgot how to say good things"

-Gahyeon [Breeda or Chole] was the one who released the evil spirit that corrupted the tree of language

- she was tempted by the evil spirit, chose to on her own

-unleashed the curse that could corrupt people's hearts and spread evil

-was the first to be corrupted by the nightmare curse in "fly high"

-Captured twice in "Goodnight" [falling endlessly]

-"Piri" [hand grabbing her and being trapped in a dark room]

-being sufficated in "breaking out"

-target of hateful in "Boca" and "Odd Eye"

Major Storyline: Deja Vu

- Jiu and Yoohyeon [Blairlana and Angel?]

- ying and yang [good and evil; light and dark]

-Jiu [Blair?] sun; Yoohyeon [Angel?] moon

- Nightmare book = tree of language?

-answer: not sure YET

-[Note for drawing: put symbols on girls' hands; represents nightmares]

-Jiu: combination of "moon" and "mirror"; Yoohyeon: "light" and "sun"

-represent duality of day and night

-moon reflects sun's light like a mirror- Jiu and Yoohyeon are deeply conntected

-Yoohyeon gets corrupted by evil that was released, then betrays Jiu and her friends

-selfish and wanted power. her heart becoming vulnerable to evil's influence and betrayed everyone

-Yoohyeon = Alt [Correct because of her personality ig]

-Jiu tries to save her; Yoohyeon [Alt] keeps falling victim to evil's influence

-constant struggle of inner darkness/evil

Endless cycle

-Jiu closely linked to butterflies; Yoohyeon [Alt] closely link to spider

-butterflies symbolizes rebirth; spider symbolizes the unknown

-Girls in constant struggle overcoming evil, they become succumbed/separate to Evil

-trapped in a never-ending cycle: hardships and pain because of evil escaped to the world

Timeline:

Scream

-World is a Utopia [full of light and goodness]

-girls deeply conntected to tree of language

-they protect the balance of good and evil within the world

-Witches possess powerful magic [ofc their powers]

-helps tend and protect the tree of language

-girl who was friends with the girls [idk who exactly but figuring it out later ughhh] died

-Gahyeon [Breeda or Chole?] heard her voice from the tree. Found a crystal [restoned powerful energy]

-touched the crystal but shattered, releasing powerful evil and spread to hearts of people in the world

-witches tried to fight spread of evil but got consumed by it [their souls became cursed; not the boys' souls]

Deja Vu

-Girls at a dinner party

- Alt selfishly desired for power, wanting to obtain it

- She killed [not fully, just unconscious for the sake of people who are triggered by the angst topic] Jiu [Blairlana]

-took over control and left alone because betrayal

Fly High

- Jiu [Blairlana] found a spider, feeling conntection and sense of protection

-kills it; death of spider caused cursed to be released and comes after the girls

-Spider drains inner evil from the girls and feeds off their deepest fears

-to stop curse, Jiu [Blairlana] locked the gate

-Siyeon and Sua found book of nightmares

Chase me & Goodnight

- Jiu [Blairlana] and her friends [Girls ofc] become nightmares

-can ONLY interact with people through their dreams, haunting them

- Young man investaging them and trying to capture them [ghost hunter apparently]

-using book of nightmares that he found, he trapped two girls in their nightmares [gonna chase two more after]

-Three girls managed to retrieve the book and freeing them, trapping the man into the nightmare world

-they returned to reality but lost the nightmare book

YOU AND I

-Siyeon [Coco] was seen burning a photo

-Yoohyeon [Alt] sees woman transformed into a spider and attacked her

-Alt's soul trapped in the relam; Girls performed ritual [unsuccessful]; Alt remained deep slumber

What + PIRI +Breaking Out

- Jiu [Blairlana] and othe girls started to have strange/lucid dreams.

-Yoohyeon [Alt] tried to reach out to them; since still stuck

- Blairlana sees Alt in the dream; strong connnection comparing to the others

-girls reached out the nightmare relam to save Alt

-they faced their greatest fears to overcome and to reunite with Alt

-after, they returned to the real world, free themselves from their nightmares

BOCA

-confronting inner demons, girls realized that the world they're in is filled with evil people

-lead a movment to shut mouths who spreading hate which helps goodness purify tree of language

-girls are target of slander

ROSE BLUE

-Strange crystal traps girls in dreamlike state

-Jiu [Blairlana but change it to Angel because why not] found out about it and breaks out of illusion to save her friends

-She has a gun, taking 5 bullets [breaking them free from their dreamlike state]

-reentering the relam, saving the girls and faced Chole [Gahyeon]; shooting the gun and saved the girls

-no bullets left for herself, trapped in the crystal

ODD EYE

- Girls overcome hardships but cannot find the utopia they once dreamed of

-Technology and Social Media causing evil and hate to spread across the world

I might do more research and work on Chapter 1. This is the most hard working work i've ever done, comparing to school work. Phew, now a break before working again.

[whump-town]

It’s A Wonderful Life

Part Two

I don’t know how I feel about this chapter but I’m putting it up and dealing with it later. I need to go study for my sociology test and get some coffee-- so, now it’s your problem

Warning: tw for suicide, major character death (IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK AT ALL)

Part One here

“Aaron!”

He’s flat on his back, a rickety old ceiling fan wobbling above him. The base sways back and forth as the blades turn. That has to be a hazard...

Two cold hands press to his cheeks, blonde strands of hair falling into his face. “Aaron,” his name comes out more urgently from her mouth. Those cold fingers tapping at his cheek, trying to rouse some sort of reaction out of him. He can’t. Can’t think of what to say. He just looks up at her. Haley. “Baby--”

He coughs, weakly craning his neck as the pain of his fall registers throughout the rest of his body. “Ah!” rolling onto his side, pulling his knees up, he groans at the sharp stabs of pain up his back. He clenches his jaw, a moment of sheer panic blinding him as he fails to recover from the feeling of having the wind knocked out of him. Unable to draw air into his shocked lungs.

Haley leans over him, moving to compensate for his pained struggle. Her fingers probe along the back of his head wincing in sympathy when she finds blood and he whimpers, weakly pulling from her touch. “What were you doing?” she asks, smoothing down the hair on the back of his neck. Trying to offer some comfort.

He can’t remember anything before the fan.

“Maybe--” she smiles down at him but he can see she’s just trying to look assured. His head is turned into her palm, Aaron having slowly curled into her. Trying to compress himself, needing to feel that she’s really here. “Maybe you should go to the hospital? You’re bleeding--”

He aims to shake his head but ends up grunting, blinded by the pain that mistake shoots up the base of his neck. “No,” he whispers, trembling hand coming up to blindly touch her. She catches his hand, folding his fingers within her own and pressing them down. Holding him still. “No,” he manages, a little more assured. “I’m--I’m okay.”

Blinking, a cold sweat breaking out across his face he shifts a numb arm underneath him. Biting down to keep himself from making a sound as he eases him up. Attempting to sit up quickly dispels what he thought was a fact for fiction. His eyes roll back, white cold pain eating up his skin.

“Aaron,” she calls frantically.

The color of his naturally pale cheeks drains and sways for a moment, the color drained from his body. “I’m-- I’m--” he squeezes his eyes shut, forcing his breathing to calm. He’s taken far worse hits than this. This is nothing. Fingernails digging sharp pain into his palms is grounding and slowly he opens his eyes and the living doesn’t spin. Everything is still, if not hazy.

“I’m okay,” he breathes.

I’m okay.

smoke burns his nose, his vision too poor to see past the steering wheel, past the spiderwebbed glass right in front of him

crying, strained screaming-- he can’t tell where the sound is coming from

his chest aches, stomach twisting with each pitched, nearly choked inhale of--

Jack.

Jack is screaming, little feet kicking hard and solidly as his chair

he has to get to--

“Aaron?”

He’s looking down at the carpet, confused but… It’s gone. The vision, his vision, is swimming dangerously and he weakly manages to place a hand on the carpet beneath him. Leaning onto it, as he tries to ground himself. “Sorry,” he rasps, swallowing down the fear that itches at the back of his throat. “Sorry, I just…” he went somewhere else. He’s not sure what happened but something feels incredibly wrong about this, about here.

Haley’s hand comes to rest between his shoulder blades, gently rubbing. “Let me make you some tea,” she offers.

Tea. No one can make tea like Haley. “Yeah,” he agrees. Just thinking about it calms him. “Please?”

She nods, pressing a kiss to his temple. As she steps around him she pulls a blanket off the couch, settling it over his shoulders. “Stay here,” she asks, brushing the back of her hand across his cheek. “I don’t want you to fall again.” He can feel her hesitancy, she doesn’t want to leave him by himself.

He doesn’t get up, he’s not even sure his legs will hold him, but he does manage to scoot himself across the carpet until he can lean against the couch behind him. The cushions are old, they give easily against him but he loves this old couch. Haley’s parents had given it to them when they moved away. It had been his bed many a night in their tiny hometown. This old couch has cured many of his ailments.

It sat in the spare room of Haley’s childhood home. An off to the side, usually shut room full of old but loved things from Haley and Jessica’s childhood. Including the beat-to-hell sofa her parents didn’t have the heart to throw out-- plus they’re southern and the couch wasn’t falling apart so it still had a use.

Every night he crawled home to them, he’d find himself lovingly tucked in on it.

He finds himself nodding off, head leaning into the sunken cushions. The whistle of the kettle startling him slightly. It makes his pulse jump, vision swimming. “Haley?”

sirens

a hand, padded by thick gloves wrap around the base of his neck

“easy, just hold still. you’re okay”

he glances as far as he can to his left, out the door to asphalt

he can see Jack, his happy little hands, rocking back and forth on his feet

“J…” his tongue heavy, body sinking

“stay with me”

“Aaron?” Haley’s squatting down over him, her cold hands cupping his head. “Baby, you’re scaring me.”

He’s scaring himself.

She slides down next to him, throwing her legs over his so she can sit close. “Are you sure we shouldn’t go to the hospital?” Pulling the edges of the blanket back around him, she frowns when he leans against her. Tiredly just deflating until he’s limply laying with his head under her chin.

“I’m okay,” he whispers. His head is really starting to hurt. “I just… I think I need to lay down.”

Haley looks unconvinced but caves, nodding her. “Please let me help you?”

He’s not sure he can do it otherwise.

His feet drag on the carpet, nearly unable to lift them to move properly. There’s this chill he can’t fight, leaving him shaking as Haley holds them welded together. The bed, impossibly soft, as he sinks down is cold with their absence. He goes limply down, not fighting Haley as she tucks the thick comforter around him.

She crawls in after him.

He finally relaxes. The comfort of familiarity soothing his nerves. Haley’s arm over his chest, head on his shoulder is just as things should be. Closing his eyes, he lets sleep consume him. He needs it so badly. He can’t get warm, squirming, and trying to curl into himself to get some sort of warmth. No matter how hard he tries, he just can’t rest.

He turns over searching the nightstand for a clock but there are none. He frowns, sitting up. Tossing the blanket off his legs he gets up. Unable to see the time, he needs to go figure it out. He has to make oatmeal, get the day going. His every day revolves around a strictly held schedule. A maybe concussion doesn’t warrant straying from that.

“What are you doing?”

“I was looking for--” Jack. Aaron realizes where he is. He feels sick. There is no Jack. Not yet. This fantasy of his has no Jack. He swallows thickly and turns back around, shaking his head. He goes back to the bed. “Most have been dreaming,” he whispers, fighting to keep his emotions from getting the best of him.

He can’t remember having Jack. This boy, a whole child that he can visualize, is nothing more than a concept. They have no children.

He can’t sleep after that.

-----

“Let’s got out.”

He wakes, startles, alone in bed. Painful goosebumps have raised over his skin, shivering he squints up at her. She’s in the same clothes as yesterday, a fast that strikes him as odd. He can’t remember her changing her clothes yesterday either before they’d gone to bed. Yet, her hair is clean and swept back into a low ponytail. She looks happy.

“Out?” he asks. Sitting up, he self-consciously runs his hand through his hair. Taming what he knows is a rat’s nest. “Out-- Out where?” He tries so hard to rub the sleep from his eyes, aware of the fact that he’s gotten just enough sleep to wear him down more. Pulling himself out from under the sheets he glares down at his own body, he’s dressed too. They’d gone to bed in their clothes…

She sits down on the edge with him, taking his left hand. “For coffee,” she says with a smile. “You know that little bookshop just downtown? They put in a coffee bar! It’ll be fun. Come on, we can get a coffee and search the shelves. I know you finished the last one you got.” She smiles assuredly, rubbing at his arm but she’s so cold that she does nothing to abate his shivering.

“Coffee,” he repeats. “Yeah,” he mumbles. “Yeah, coffee sounds good.”

His stomach aches as they go. Twisted and acidic, he feels like he’s going to be sick but it’s not nausea. Disenfranchisement. Like he’s somewhere he shouldn’t be.

“The normal?” Haley asks as they step into the shop. He nods, regardless of not being able to conjure up what his “normal” is. She lets go of his hand and he drifts, ghosting across the old, dust-caked carpet. He doesn’t know where he’s going, he’s just guided by the undertoned scent of the old books.

The crime section-- novels covered in deeps seas of black highlighted to catch the eye with the harrowing shifts to crimson-- is where he finds himself. Deja vu. Ted Bundy. Ed Gein. He knows these men far more intimately than he feels the novels he briefly skims through do. He slides one of the books back, grimacing at the tone. The baroque, vulgarity of it unsettling him. Some people just don’t have any business dealing with sensitive things like this.

He hovers over a copy of a book--

FBI Novelist David Rossi

The words are crimson, meant to catch your eyes.

He looks over his shoulder, stomach twisting like he’s afraid to be caught doing something he’d convinced maybe he shouldn’t be doing. He opens the first page, swallowing thickly at the dedication. To the footnote for the author Agent Rossi and his untimely demise--

Haley appears to his left, smiling when she sees him. “Whatcha got?”

He takes the coffee she offers out to him-- he glares at the cup but doesn’t comment. He can’t feel the warmth that should be pouring out of it. “Uhm…” he shows her the back. To the picture of the agent, unsure of how to ask what’s on his mind. Hotch turns the book over in his hand, an immense pressure building in his chest. Anxiety making him jittery. “I-- I thought… I thought he was--” he looks to Haley, mouth parted as he fails to draw these connections that he knows, intuitively, that he should have the knowledge to understand.

Haley turns the book, manipulating his hold to face the book to her so she can really see what it is that he’d got. “Oh God,” she whispers, sadly. “Don’t you remember that bombing?” She shakes her head, “it killed all those agents. You were furious, I’m surprised you don’t remember.”

But, suddenly, he does. It’s such a graphic memory that it feels more like… it feels fake with its intensity. He knows, though. His face hot, knees anxiously drumming as he sat precariously on the edge of the couch. Watching on hesitant, nervous breathes as the news spread steady, if not a bit misleading information on a bombing. He’d seen them. Sat there all day watching them add people’s names to a growing list of the dead.

“It’s written by that David Rossi guy,” Haley says. “You’d probably like it.”

He nods, dejectedly opening the cover. The book is dedicated to Rossi, a small note thanking him for his service to the country and his insights with the FBI. He thumbs through it a little more, nearly morbidly curious for what he might find. Scanning the words, waiting for something to strike him.

He nearly drops it, unable to breathe as he takes in something he can’t imagine.

In the months after the bombing, I reached out to the remaining members of the elite Behavior Analysis Unit (Behavioral Science when I founded it some nearly thirty years earlier with my now deceased ex-partner Jason Gideon). Derek Morgan, now the only profiler left of Jason’s team, was hesitant to continue any prolonged contact with me. I suspected his reliance having to do with the perseverance of Jason’s memory. After Agent Spencer Reid’s suicide, only a matter of weeks after the bombing, any contact I had with Agent Morgan ended. The Bureau has no comment on what lead the young genius to suicide.

“Oh,” Haley whispers sadly. “That’s so sad.”

He can’t breathe.

“Do you think he had PTSD?”

He roughly pushes the book back where he found it. His left hand coming to rub at his head.

“Aaron?”

That’s not how that ends. That’s not how any of that happened.

The day that Jason Gideon made that call in Boston Aaron been standing right beside him. Reid had been sent back to a local precinct with busywork to calm down. He was a new recruit and, rightfully, had no business even being in the field with them let alone in a situation like that. It had been him, his decision to pull Reid.

He remembers the feeling of the heat hitting his body.

The shrapnel wounds impeding his ability to stand so he’d dragged himself ten feet to safety where he’d passed out. Having no memory of what happened a week later and years after the fact he still can’t actually tell you what happened other than to repeat back what he’s been told.

“Let’s go home,” Haley slips her hand into his.

He nods, eyes unfocused as he follows blankly where she guides him. Chest tight, hands trembling weakly he realizes this must be some fucked joke. Revenge? A test? He’s done. He doesn’t want to play this game anymore. It’s tantalizing and demeaning and so overwhelming. Is this within his control and if it is can he stop?

He wants to stay here with Haley.

“What--What about--” he’s worked himself into such a state that he’s shaking. Unable to speak properly as finds himself desperately asking, “what about kids?”

Haley winces, shaking her head. “No,” she says. “I don’t think I can do it. I don’t want any.”

No Jack.

“I think,” his voice is rasped whisper. “I think I need to lie down.”

Haley’s face falls, “ok. I’ll come with you.”

She holds his hand, whispering soft questions but he’s… gone. Hardly there at all, unable to even focus on the worried tone of her words. Asking if his head hurts or if he’d like some tea or something to eat. He just needs to lay down and eventually, she gives up and lets him.

Somberly, she lays down beside him. The bed sinks with her weight but she already feels too far away.

He can feel the weight of his chest deepening, each inhales a little shorter. “Haley,” he calls, hand searching blindly across their bedsheet for her. He finds her, skin chilled, but there. “I’m sorry.” Though she curls around him, wrapping an arm up around his back and pressing their hips close-- her contact does not abate his shivering. She can not comfort him.

“You have nothing to apologize for, darling.”

[kyber-kisses]

I, Alone (Part 3)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Wanna start from the beginning? Here’s the masterlist!

Warnings: cursing, spn level gore, all that angst, THERE IS A TIME JUMP

Summary: two years after the reader erased herself from the Winchesters lives, the brothers continue on as normal. . . Until a hunting accident begins messing with Deans head.

A/n: I’m sorry this took so long! I have major writers block and I haven’t felt motivated at all lately. Anyways I hope y’all enjoy and feedback is appreciated! 

The warehouse was almost too silent as Dean and Sam made their way through the massive structure, machetes in hand. After days of searching through almost every abandon building in the town, Dean had a feeling that this had to be the place. The body count for vamp kills in the past week had slowly been rising and they were running out of places to look.

Trying to silent his footfalls besides his brother, the older Winchester peeked around the corner, nodding his head once he knew it was clear. It was only a matter of time until they found the nest. He could feel it in his bones.

“Cmon, where are you, you fanged freaks?”

Almost as if on cue, three hulking figures lunged out of the shadows. The first two gunning for Dean while the third went for Sam.

There was a series of yells and groans as the brothers were tossed back, the strength of the monsters clearly underestimated by both. And before Dean could make his next move he was pinned back against the wall, struggling as he watched Sam fight off his own attacker.

Nothing could ever be easy for them, could it?

“You know- is it just me or did this use to be easier?” Dean huffed, once again attempting to swing at the other advancing vamp as he tried to catch his breath.

“It’s just you.” Sam was able to speak through harsh breathing, successfully wrapping his fingers around the machetes handle once more and severing the head of one of the beasts.

“Are you sure-“ panting, Dean tightened his grip on his own blade, mustering up a burst of strength as he threw the vamp off, separating its head from its shoulders in one clean swipe before it could advance once more. “Because I could have sworn this used to be easier.”

Taking down the second one, the jade eyed hunter momentarily paused, placing his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

“Maybe you could stop talking and help me!

“Right, right. I’m coming. Hold your horses.” Rushing across the cement floor, Dean quickly yanked the vamp off his struggling brother before sending its head rolling across the floor to join the others.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.” Letting out a sigh, Dean used the back of his hand to wipe the blood from his face, before extending it to help hoist his brother to his feet. “You good?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m all good. You?”

Dean opened his mouth to respond but was cut short when another vamp came barreling into him from out of nowhere. He heard Sam let out a shout as his body hit the floor, skidding slightly across the cement surface, only to be stopped by the harsh impact of his skull hitting the opposite wall, the sheer force making his teeth clack together.

Luckily Sam raced forward before the monster could do any more damage and like all the other before it’s head was quickly detached from his body. The machete blade swinging trough the air in a deadly arc as it did so. Once the body hit the ground, Sam was racing forward, knees hitting the pavement harshly as a sudden wave of fear washed over him.

“Dean! You okay?”

The hunter let out a grunt, slowly moving to prop his back against the wall, his bloodied hands nursing his head as waves of pain racked his body, stemming from the point of contact. There was definitely a concussion. No doubt about that.

Slowly pushing himself to his feet, Dean wobbled slightly. The throbbing in his head only increasing as he tried to move. He closed his eyes, hand still planted on his forehead as he winced.

“That. . . Was not fun.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes Sam! I’m fine.” Dean grumbled, squatting down to pick up his machete. “Now can we go? Jobs done.”

As Dean started down the now empty hallway, Sam paused to watch him go, concern still heavy on his features. Even if his brother complained he was gonna make Cas check on him just to be sure. He had hit the wall hard- enough to the point where it had the younger Winchester worrying.

*. *. *. *. *. *.

“I told you! I’m fine!” Swatting are the angels hand, the hunter leaned back in his seat.

“Dean, just let me check. Sam said you hit the wall pretty hard.” Cas sighed. “I can understand his concern.”

Whipping his head around, Dean sent a sharp glare at his brother, saluting him with a middle finger. “You need to stop worrying. I’m fine.”

“C’mon man. Just let him check.”

Dean grumbled under his breath before nodding. “Fine! Fine. work your weird angel mojo.”

Once given the okay, Cas hesitantly leaned forward to place a warm hand against his temple, his eyebrows furrowing on contact. His facial expression immediately caught both brothers attention, Sams face falling into one of concern for what felt like the hundredth time in the last two days.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.”

Swatting his hand away once more, Dean stared up at the angel. He wasn’t convinced. “What do you mean nothing? Your face ain’t saying nothing.”

“No Dean. What I mean is that I can’t find anything wrong.” Cas paused, looking past Dean to his younger brother. “How hard did you say he hit the wall?”

Sam let out a sigh, arms folding tightly over his chest. “I- I don’t know exactly. But I practically heard it from across the room. It was a cement wall Cas.”

“So I got lucky.” Dean shrugged, popping up from his seat in the library. “Sometimes that happens. Calm down.”

Unfortunately his steps were halted when a hand came down on his shoulder, stopping him from leaving the room. “Dean, if anything you should at least have a concussion.”

“Well, like I said before: I got lucky. Now if you both could stop babying me I would be eternally grateful.” He let out another sigh, raking a hand through his hair. And with that the hunter turned on his heel left the library, leaving two concerned people in his wake.

*. *. *. *. *. *.

It started with little things at first. For the first week Dean did nothing but try and nurse his headaches from his collision with the concrete floor back at the warehouse. Just headaches, nothing unusual about them. Nothing worth mentioning to his brother and Cas at least. But it was around week three that things started to shift. He didn’t catch them at first, the actions small enough to practically fly under is radar. . . almost.

It started last Tuesday when he came back from a supply run with a bag of candy he had no recollection of buying, and then quickly realized he didn’t even like that particular kind. He hesitated for a moment before ultimately deciding to throw it out.  At first it caught him off guard but it only took a few more minutes before he shrugged it off.

Three days later he was doing research for a case in the library and turned to his left to ask a question only to find nobody there, his brother seated across from him, nose buried in a lore book. He stared at the vacant seat for a few seconds before passing over that as well.

Glancing at the lone clock hanging above the table in the kitchen, the older Winchester let out a yawn, trudging across the cold linoleum floors towards the coffee pot. His mind going into autopilot as he poured himself a cup, and then another, extending the second cup as if to pass it to somebody.

Halfway through his action Dean paused, eyebrows drawing together as he looked at his extended arm and the other cup of coffee balanced in it. Nobody else was here and he wasn't one to pour his brother coffee either.

“What the h-“

“Morning.” The sudden voice behind him slightly startling him, sending hot coffee splashing onto his hand.

“Jeez, Sam! A little warning next time.” Dean huffed, setting his own mug down so he could use his sleeve to wipe the dark liquid off.

“Sorry.” The younger Winchester mumbled, stepping down into the kitchen. “Thanks for pouring me coffee though.” Stepping forward he took the spare cup from his still outstretched hand, Dean arm staying in place for another moment as he tried to figure out what the hell had just happened.

“.. . No problem.”

“Dude, you okay?” Sliding into one of the vacant seats at the table, Sam sent his brother a questioned glare from over the lip of the coffee mug, Deans eyes fixated on his now empty hand.

“Yeah, yeah. Just had some serious deja vu.” Quickly shaking his head, Dean tossed the incident to the back of his mind, sliding into his own seat. “Nothing to worry about.”

Part 4 coming soon

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My Reincarnation Isekai Villainess Rec List

So.  I’ve gone and found myself in Isekai/Reincarnation/Villainess hell.  For those who don’t know Isekai is a genre in which character(s) are transported to a different world.  Initially you might be thinking “oh, she’s gonna share a both a series like Sword Art Online.”  Oh no.  You have underestimated the amount of taste I have.  By which I mean I have none but that SOA is a taste I’m not here for.

Now a very specific sub-genre of that is the reincarnation one, particularly in which a character is reborn as a character from one of their favorite books or games from their previous, modern life.  An even more specific sub-genre of that one is in which the MC is reborn as a villainess from that book or game, thus creating a bit of a challenge as villainesses usually are destined to die in the source material. 

So! Here are my favorites, many of which are all 3 but some combine one or two of the above tropes.  It’s my list so I do what I want.  And most of my faves have a shojo genre tag, or at least a romance tag, because that’s where all the good stuff is: 

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Survive as the Hero’s Wife by Nokki

Canaria is reincarnated as the villainess of a popular cliche novel. Based on the novel, she is destined to be executed but can she prevent this from happening before it’s too late? 

Why *I* like it:  So this one was the one that really got me into the villainess reincarnation isekai genre!  And it remains the top of my list. The huge draw for me in this one is that I actually really like the main couple!  Like not even just lukewarm, I really like it!  I’d read fic for it, if that existed.  A lot of the villainess genre tend to portray the original heroine as vapid, unworthy of their status of heroine, or the actual villainess but in this case Gracie just turns out to be just an amazing strong woman who doesn’t actually need a man.  (In fact I ship the three together full stop tbh lol).  In fact, it’s a subplot that Gracie realizes (because of MC’s words) that if she wants to inherit her father’s title even though the law says a woman cannot... That she just should strive to change the law rather than be a tool with no use outside of marriage.   And not to spoil anything, but she will definitely do just that.

And since I’m mainly finishing the rough draft of this list out of absolute RAGE at being made fun of for being into this genre.... A compilation of the main love interest, Cesar, because he’s absolutely beautiful.  Look at those eyes!  He’s such a great example of the sullen, dark love interest because he’s not those things when he’s with his wife, the MC!!!  He’s so soft for her.  And the whole point is that the love interest shows a different side to their lover right??

And like the great thing is Canaria, the MC, totally doesn’t notice for the longest time.  She read the novel in her previous life so she’s *convinced* that one day Cesar will fall for the novel’s original leading woman, and she makes plans accordingly throughout their early days of their marriage.  She completely hadn’t thought about the fact that since she’s not being a villainess this time around and not abusing him and everyone around her, and makes friends with Cesar... Like of course the course of events change.  It utterly baffles Cesar when his wife keeps bringing up divorce because he’s so completely in love with her and you just gotta eat that shit up with a spoon because it’s so good and perfect drama but also funny.

There’s even a Halloween chapter where everyone wears costumes and basically I believe I was pandered to specifically.

Tbh, the arc going atm is sorta losing my interest but that’s because there’s political intrigue and I’m like just here for the romance lmao.  So someone looking for substance and not just fluff might be more pleased than I. But it’s still on-going so.  It’s just all in all a fun and great introduction to the genre imo.

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I Reincarnated into an Otome Game as a Villainess With Only Destruction Flags by Hidaka Nami (Art) and Yamaguchi Satoru (Story)

Eight-year-old Katarina Claes is the only daughter of a duke, living her life peacefully and without incident until she hits her head on a rock... and then remembers that she is not actually the duke's daughter. She used to be an otaku who died on her way to school after spending the entire previous night playing Fortune Lover, her favorite otome game. After noticing that her current surroundings seem oddly familiar, she is shocked to discover that she has been reincarnated into the world of Fortune Lover as the villainess.

The villainess in the game usually winds up dead or exiled, so Katarina decides to use her knowledge of the game and its routes to avoid any bad situations. But is it even possible for the villainess to reach a good ending?

Why *I* like it:  Ok ok ok, lol. So this one is probably one of the most well-known of the villainess reincarnation isekai genre atm!  Particularly because of the anime currently running.  And for good reason... the MC is so brilliantly stupid in the best of ways.  While she plots on how to escape her fate of being killed or exiled by learning to sword fight and how to garden, she’s more or less seduced every capture target in this dating game... AND all the female rivals to boot AND heroine.  The thing is that she is completely unaware and continues training for the day she is inevitably killed or exiled, as per the game’s original ending.

It’s just a silly, fun series and all the women’s feelings for her are taken about as seriously as all the guys’... Which isn’t much because absolutely no one really has a chance of getting this woman to understand they are all madly in love with her.  Not a series to take seriously which is part of it’s charm, but it retains a lot of heart especially when it comes to the MC Katarina (affectionally called Bakarina by fandom) remembering her friend and family from her past life.  

This series also has a manga spin-off about what if she’d been reincarnated while already in high school and bullying the heroine instead of a child... So basically she’s in hard mode, and yet she still succeeds in getting even more people into her little harem she has for herself.  

Whether you chose to watch the anime or the manga (or the LN, which I haven’t got to) you can’t go wrong.

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It Seems Like I Got Reincarnated Into The World of a Yandere Otome Game by  Hanaki, Momiji (Story) and Setsuri (Art)

As a precocious child, Lycoris suffers from a strange sense of deja vu. On the day her father told her about her fiancé, she realizes that her fiancé was a character from an otome game she once played in a previous life.

“I am the heroine’s rival from the game?

And in the bad ending, I get stabbed to death?

What a joke.”

A story in which the protagonist is determined to avoid a yandere situation.

Why *I* like it: Hear me out! I know what you’re thinking... Yanderes??? But here’s the thing...  Just by the MC being kind and getting 2 of the “yandere” characters out of abusive environments, they no longer end up as yanderes as they grow up.   They aren’t those tropes any more!  While the characters remain protective, they aren’t possessive and are happy to see MC branch out, if a little lonely.  And the yandere that remain aren’t treated as hot, but annoying.   So like sorry to disappoint if you think yanderes are hot but this isn’t the series for you.

Additionally, unlike other series of this trope, the MC is pretty quick to realize she just needs to trust her lover, that he will not turn on her and kill her as he did in the game nor will he fall for the heroine instead of her.  It’s somewhat refreshing, as a huge part of the trope is the MC typically doesn’t realize until it’s spelled out that by not acting as a villain.... the rest of the characters don’t want to harm them... And might even have fallen in love with them.

Another fun aspect is how MC doesn’t remember things immediately, but only remembers things from her past life (and of how the game went) until it comes up.  Additionally, she wonders some interesting things that aren’t even mentioned in other series like... What if she’s destined to be exactly like the game character? Will she be forced to be exactly like her? It’s a fun exploration of some common reincarnation isekai villainess tropes if you have experience with the genre!

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Ascendance of a Bookworm by Shiina You (Art) and Kazuki Miya (Story)

A book-loving student and soon to be librarian ends up crushed to death by the pile of books during an earthquakes and wakes up as a five year old girl named Main in another world where books are scarce only available to the elite.  Main, retaining her memories of her past life, decides to create and print her own books so she can read again.

Why *I* like it:  So here is we depart from solely the villainess sub-genre (but only briefly!)  Because there is another sub-genre of reincarnation isekai and that’s in which the MC uses the things they learned on our planet earth to re-invent things like shampoo and the printing press.  And no other isekai does it better than Ascendance of a Bookworm imo. Main’s love for books leads her to recreating things she took for granted on Earth and starts selling them from a young age... Which might just end up saving her life as she ends up having a terminal disease that ordinarily she’d only be able to survive by being a slave to a noble... But by selling her products she has a chance to save herself!!!  And the products she creates are available to commoners, not just the nobles who of course make it impossible for the poor to have nice things.

Additionally, a majority of this trope centers around nobles and royalty (and all the best ones are historical settings)... The fun thing about this one is that it actually centers around a povert stricken family.  It’s a good break from the noble hierarchy within most isekai.

Finally, this series is the one that hits most closely to my feelings if I were to be reincarnated in another world... Which is to cry at the realization that I will never finish any of the on-going books and manga I had going on.  That’s absolute hell, I don’t know how any of these MCs deal!! ;_;

btw there is an anime and manga both. Also LN but tbh almost all of these have LN.

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Isekai Omotenashi Gohan by  Shinobumaru (Story) and Medamayaki (Art) 

Akane, an ordinary office lady, gets summoned to a different world along with her younger sister and pet dog. There, she ends up treating rare guests one after another with hospitality through meals!! Can she satisfy the citizens of a different world with home cooking...?! 

Why *I* like it:   Continuing our brief deviation from the villainess trope, Isekai Omotenashi Gohan is my favorite example of another subgenre of isekai - one without reincarnation - but one in which a “hero” is transmigrated to another world to save it... The problem? Oppsie, 2 people were taken.  Sometimes in this sub-genre there is a question who the true savior is but in Isekai Omotenashi Gohan’s case they figure that out pretty quickly.  They quickly figure out the MC’s younger sister is the savior.  At first the older sister (Akane) is set aside as unimportant... But her sister only wants to eat the food her sister makes and it quickly becomes obvious that Akane’s role is important.

Akane makes lots of allies and friends by sharing the food from Japan and of course has a very subtle romance going on with her guard.  But honestly I just enjoy this series as a person that likes food manga, like that’s it lmao, so much so that don’t be surprised when I make a best food manga list and yeah sorry Food Wars won’t be on it.

But fr, even if you don’t love the food manga genre try it!! It’s a sweet series and mixes domestic with fantasy in a great way.  Plus only a few series are complete, with the rest being on-going, so if you want a complete and finished series try this one!

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The Duke's Fiancee, Why She Had to Go to the Duke by Milcha (Story) and Golae (Art)

When Park Eunha dies in modern-day Korea, she awakens in the body of Raeliana McMillan, the eldest daughter of a nouveaux riche baron. However, this is no ordinary world; it's the exact same one as a novel she once read. Beloved by her family, it would seem as though she is in a fairy tale. But Raeliana is far from the main character—she is a mere plot device, whose murder at the hands of her fiancé instigates the entire story.

Raeliana has no intention to accept her fate quietly. She sets her eyes on someone in a position of great power—the vieux riche male protagonist Duke Noah Volstaire Wynknight—aiming to completely change the original story. Using her knowledge of future events, Raeliana offers information to Noah on the condition that he acts as her fake fiancé, but the Duke's two-faced nature throws a wrench in her plans! 

Why *I* like it:  This one is a fun one!! It really plays with different concepts that don’t often get explored in reincarnation isekai like where did the original consciousness of the character the MC became go??? Because MC only remembers her life on earth and is otherwise treated as though she has amnesia.... But is it amnesia?  Is she another person entirely?

Also the humor is... great.  Listen I refuse to give the best joke in the series just to make you read it but... the series is worth it just for this running joke.

Of course the romance is good too. The dude is kinda an asshole but she gives as good as he dishes out and it quickly becomes flirting anyway.  I don’t want to say too much and give any thing away... but s’good!

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Who Made Me a Princess? by Plutus (Story) and Spoon (Art)

The beautiful Athanasia was killed at the hands of her own biological father, Claude de Alger Obelia, the cold-blooded emperor! It’s just a silly bedtime story… until one woman wakes up to suddenly find she’s become that unfortunate princess! She needs a plan to survive her doomed fate, and time is running out. Will she go with Plan A, live as quietly as possible without being noticed by the infamous emperor? Plan B, collect enough money to escape the palace? Or will she be stuck with Plan C, sweet-talking her way into her father’s good graces?!

Why *I* like it:  Ok, big sigh.  How do I explain the pull ‘Who Made Me A Princess?’ has on me?  Now a lot of the pull for many people is how cute the budding father daughter relationship the MC (Athy) has with her dad.  But like, her dad is the worst and I want to fight him.  On the other hand, most of the fandom hates Jeanette, the MC’s sister who has done literally nothing wrong except make everyone around her miserable but it’s not her fault ok, and I’ll fight the entire fandom in her honor.  So it pains me to rec this series knowing that more than likely anyone who picks up this series because of me might have Wrong Opinions and I invite you to tell me just so I can shake my head about another wrong person existing in this world.

Never the less, this series is very cute!  All the other series I have recced had the MC remember their past life at early childhood at the earliest, if not as a teenager.  Athy? She has the misfortune to remember as a *baby* and it’s exactly as hellish as it sounds for an adult to be stuck growing up as a baby and suffer through the absolute embarrassment of having people feed and wipe her ass. 

The MC was an orphan in her previous life and the book that she wakes up in is a shitty book even by her standards but then she really only skimmed it it sounds like that’s what interests me.  As Athy makes changes to the original events of the novel and depth is added to the world, I start to wonder if the added depth was in the original novel or if the world had to add its own depth to stand as an actual lived in world?

Additionally, since I made the cover image Athy and her dad you might as well see her with her 2 love interests (and Jeanette!).  People need to know who to ship, I get it.

Also I need a moment to appreciate, up close, the beauty of Athy’s eyes. So gorgeous. 

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Living as the Tyrant’s Older Sister by Aperta (Story) and Chyobab (Art)

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a fantasy novel world! The beauty I see in front of the mirror is the future tyrant’s older sister, Alicia! She’s not even a protagonist or an antagonist, but a character that doesn’t appear much and gets beheaded by the (upcoming) tyrant little brother. My life is all about escaping that fate from the novel. In the end, I seduced the male lead’s merchant friend who also doesn’t appear much and was about to leave the country with him. How-e-ver. The face of the man who spent the night with me was extraordinary, and was the male lead himself!

Why *I* like it:   ……………...keke. Ok so this one is one I like just for the laughs.  The love interest is an arrogant asshole, but see… The important detail the summary leaves out is that the MC’s… cousin (?) wrote the book that she woke up in!  Moreover she’s the one that told her cousin to change the MC of her novel and make him good at everything and also make him a freak in the sack.  Like who is really at fault here??? Lmao.  Especially when she goes out intending to seduce a character she remembers being rich from the novel and accidentally bags the MC from the novel, aka the dude who kills her and her brother in the original novel.

In seriousness though, it really is funny.  The facial expressions of the MC is just… chefs kiss.  She’s got a pretty face but then she makes all these goof ass faces and I love it.  If you need any more reason to at least give it a go, just know that at one point the male lead comes to check on her, expecting to find her crying and instead…. Walks in just as she screams FUCK at the top of her lungs and then begins a tirade of very creative curses including "Bitch oompa loompa ass bitch" which how can you not love her?  Anyway the face the male lead makes after that has me maintaining that’s the moment he fell in love with her lmao.. but this is not Confirmed so it’s not a spoiler!!

EDIT: as of August 2020, I’ve since dropped this series. It remains on the list since I’d still rec it to people looking for a laugh.

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Seduce the Villain’s Father by bia and dalseul

Upon opening my eyes after a bus accident, I found myself in the fantasy world of a webnovel I enjoyed reading... the only catch is, I reincarnated 20 years before the novel begins! Reborn as Princess Yerenica of the small Lebovny kingdom, I'm determined to change the future in order to prevent the series of unfortunate events that will soon occur!

Why *I* like it:   How many times have you yourself had a suuuuuper side character be your favorite in a series and be depressed to see them done dirty?  Well MC has a chance to fix that, to save a character that basically one appeared in prologue and basically prevent the birth of the villain character that later kills his own father… by seducing his dad, before he can marry the villainess!!

Yerenica is just adorable in her attempts to thwart the original novel.  And like, I have to give her lots of respect for seeing the villainess character and having herself a good moment where she had to consider seducing her instead lmao.  She knows when to let well enough alone though so she immediately boards back on the dad train, much to his chagrin because she keeps calling him father……………….. Even though he’s like…. Not a dad yet.

The characters are still relatively early on in their romance, but I have high hopes for it yet!

Edit: As of August 2020, I’ve dropped this series.  It remains on this list because I think it’s a cute series and I think anyone who feels really strongly about the main couple will enjoy it.

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Death Is the Only Ending For The Villainess by Gwon Gyeoeul and SUOL

Penelope Eckart reincarnated as the adopted daughter of Duke Eckart and the villainess of a reverse harem dating sim. The problem is, she entered the game at its hardest difficulty, and no matter what she does, death awaits her at every ending! Before the "real daughter" of Duke Eckart appears, she must choose one of the male leads and reach a happy ending in order to survive. But the two brothers always pick a fight with her over every little thing, as well as a crazy crown prince, whose routes all lead to death. There's even a magician who's enamoured with the female lead, and a loyal slave knight! But somehow, the favourability meters of the male leads increase the more she crosses the line with them!

Why *I* like it:   So this one is another relatively new one added to my list, but it’s shot high up rather quickly!!  The other otome game isekai’s that I have on my list are just like the real world, but the interesting thing about this one, is that it also retains otome game mechanics such as she can see the love interests love meter and also she can chose to use the video game script choices to reply to the characters, in the hopes of raising their love meter.  This adds challenge, since she knows that if she gets any of the dudes to -10 she’ll be killed even as she sort of wonders if she truly would die or wake back up in reality.

What’s interesting also is that while she is the villainess character in the game… It ends up that the character was actually abused for years and that her title as a villain is unfair and that the game can be played as the villainess as even a player as a ‘hard’ mode compared to the heroine character.  It’s up to her to turn things around and it’s actually a fun take on the villainess genre.  I’m really looking forward to how things proceed even as my fears about which dude she’ll end up with continue to increase.

Finally, another layer I enjoy is that the MC lead a similar life in her previous life.  She’d only just escape her own abusive family before she’d ended up here and MC just desperately wants to escape once again… using any means necessary.

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The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass by SanSobe (story) and Ant Studio (art)

With the marriage of her prostitute mother to the Count, Aria’s status in society skyrocketed immediately. After leading a life of luxury, Aria unfairly meets death because of her sister Mielle’s schemes. And right before she dies, she sees an hourglass fall as if it were a fantasy. And just like that, she was miraculously brought back to the past.

“I want to become a very elegant person, just like my sister, Mielle.”

In order to face the villainess, she must become an even more wicked villainess. This was the new path Aria chose to take revenge on Mielle who murdered both her and her mother.

Why *I* like it:   If you thought that this list might be in descending order, guess again!  This one is one of my favorites.  Now this one lacks isekai, but is a reincarnation of a villainess!! Rather the MC was an absolute horrible person in her past life, but finds out at the last minute that her ~pure~ sister had been leading her by nose into acting like a brat just seconds before she is executed.  Now that she has a second chance, she’ll be a proper villainess and turn the tables on her sister.

In her last life, Aria never bothered educating herself so now that she’s a teenager again she actually has to learn things again (it’s not just like she gets to act like she’s a genius and good at everything) but she works hard at maintaining a sweet image and making everyone love her, even as she snickers behind their backs, all the while subtly setting her sister up for failure.

This is a proper revenge story, I’m promised by those who read the LN!! Revenge stories about women are rare to come back, especially one that doesn’t make revenge look like a total evil thing lol.  What can I say, I have my interests.  Anyway, it’s super cathartic to watch Aria slowly unfold her masterplan to foil her sister’s plans and take everything that her sister had cherished in her previous life. And all that not to mention the certain powers that Aria later discovers she has at her disposal... :3c

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Beware of the Villainess by Bbongdda Mask (story) and Pureunkanna (art)

I became the villainess of a novel! Do I hate it? No! I find it rather nice. A duke’s daughter equals a jobless rich person. How can I miss out on a chance like this?! This is the best chance to just enjoy life. I should throw out the main plot and just live life how I want to! Not long after waking up as the villainess, I witnessed my fiancé, the crown prince and the novel’s male lead, cheating. I saw him embrace a lady other than I and he was smiling so bright. I was brought to tears… Just kidding, I didn’t cry! My tears are worth too much to be wasted on that garbage. Instead of tears, I yelled out, “Your highness, are you trash?”

Why *I* like it:   Listen there are 2 ways to react to waking up as a villain of a series you once read… Either you turn the tables and become a good guy OR you can embrace it!  The world the novel is based on has the basic premise of the pure and good heroine winning the affection of 4 bratty, horrible men.  MC is the fiance of one of them and says fuck that.  She also has some thoughts that none of these dudes deserve the heroine of the novel but this one is still pretty early on so the jury still out on if she’s going to save this poor girl from her fate of ending up with any of these absolute assholes.

This one is along the veins of the previously mentioned Living As the Tyrant’s Older Sister, in that the pull for this series is even less of the romance and more about the comedy aspect… Also MC’s facial expressions are…. Choice.  Just so good. Enough with pretty girls making pretty faces!!  We need more girls being ugly.  It’s what we deserve.  Yell at cheaters!!!!!! Tell them to fuck off!! Yes please.

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Accomplishments of the Duke’s Daughter by Reia (Story), Umemiya Suki (Art)

Although she had reincarnated as the daughter of a Duke's house, by the time she regained her memories, the Ending was already here.

"After he cancels my engagement, the story would have me confined to a church. Where can I find my happy ending?"

Why *I* like it:  I never read or watched Wolf and Spice but I imagine this is isekai Wolf and Spice… Well it’s got a lot about the economy at least lmao.   That’s literally the only thing I know about Wolf and Spice.  Anyway!!  The twist in this one is that the MC remembers her past life just as she’s about to be exiled, the end of the original game.  What the series focuses on is her life afterwards, as she scrambles to grab at any semblance of a good life… And she does so pretty quickly!

Her past life comes in handy as she sets to work managing a dukedom and fixes the economy!!  Moreover, even though it pains my heart whenever two women are pitted against each other… It does a great job of putting into question the original heroine’s pure shtick as she spends extravagantly on dresses and would rather just donate to the poor one day, instead of Iris the MC who sets to work on fixing the economy and creating jobs for the poor and putting money into bettering their lives in the long run, rather than throwing money at them and running.  Also, she’s grabbed the attraction of a mysterious man who takes a job helping her even though he is a prince aka the brother of her ex-fiance who he is fighting for the crown for.

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And that’s it!! My list for now!! Tbh by next month there’ll likely be even more faves as I continue to add more and more series to my read list lol.  Because this isn’t even a fraction of all the reincarnation isekai series I’m into, just the best for certain reasons.

BTW, if you’re like... wow this list sure is straight then true unfortunately. I’m waiting for the day “I Favor The Villainess” gets adapted somehow.  Also there are several isekai in which a straight girl reincarnates into a yaoi novel but I haven’t found a true gem among them yet.

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TPN ch180

(spoilers! i'm so broken)

I didn't want to be right. I didn't want to actually believe that Emma was lying. If anything, I thought she was just lying about staying with her family when they crossed over to the human world, knowing she would be separated, but this.. oh my god. This girl knew ever since ch143 that she was going to lose her memories of her family and straight up lied to them about it. Granted, only a few days passed from when she returned from The 7 Walls up until they all crossed over to the human world, but still, I.. don't know how to feel. I knew since the prison break she had great acting skills so I'm impressed that she managed to pull off yet another wonderful performance, but wow.. I really hoped she wouldn't! To keep such an important and life changing secret from her family, who are all so important to her, I can't imagine how hard it must have been for her knowing this while dealing with the entire capital attack and GF plantation raid. Fighting so hard and succeeding in achieving a bright, happier future for everyone but herself.. ow, my heart.

Some people are fine with the memory loss, others aren't. If anything, at least she's the only one who forgot? I think it would've been worse if everyone else forgot about Emma instead, so having the promise only hurt her is fine.. well, it's not, clearly, but you get what I mean.

And if demon god wasn't on my nerves enough already, the little prat decides to basically photoshop every family member out of the photos Emma kept this entire time. I'm touched she still had the photos in her possession, but now this upsets me so much. Upon seeing the first set of raws and learning Emma lost her memories, I hoped that she could possibly remember them by looking back at these photos if she still had them. But no. Demon god doesn't want me to be happy or get my hopes up. It would've been such a cool idea though. We know Ray originally requested the camera because he needed to strobe for the taser, but he continued to take pictures, not only to keep up the act to prevent Isabella from getting suspicious, but to give said photos to Emma because he knew how important their family is to her. I would've loved it if something so important from the first couple arcs came back at the very end to help Emma regain her memories.

Not only that, but demon god also got rid of her id number? Like.. really? I don't know why that bothers me so much but it does. I know the id brands just proved that the kids were meant to be nothing but food. Of course I know that they're all so much more than that and I should be happy Emma lost hers, because it truly means she's free, but the number was a part of her you know? It would've been fine if every cattle child lost their identifier, but since it was only her it makes me think demon god wanted it to be that much harder for Emma to remember her past and family. That's what bothers me. That even now, after they all crossed over and don't have to deal with demons anymore, demon god still has the audacity ability to make Emma suffer. If she still had her number, I'm sure she would've questioned it, much like Ray did when he was younger (my mind thinks back to ch28, that one memory of him looking at his neck in a mirror). Maybe she would've realized that the people in her dreams also have the same neck numbers, if only faintly. (it must be so weird for Demizu to draw Emma now and not include her number after all this time)

That leads me to wonder if Emma has questioned the rest of her appearance yet. I would assume she's still missing her left ear, since her hair is still covering that side, so does she ever wonder about why it's missing? What about the scars on her body? We personally haven't seen them, but you can't tell me her back and abdomen looks perfect and clean after getting stabbed by Lewis. Yes I know, scars heal with time, but the scar on Lucas' face was still recognizable after 13 years. Same with Zack and his many unfading scars. So does Emma question where hers came from?

Moving on, a month passes and still no memories, however Musica's necklace seems to be the cause of Emma's vivid dreams, like it somehow brings life to her feelings. We see the necklace constantly, not only because Emma wears it, but on volume covers and other color pages as well. It's always been shown off as this important item and yet it hasn't really served a purpose yet. Emma recieved the necklace back in ch51 and the only thing its done so far was show her that one old vision at Cuvitidala in ch101. It'll be a real easy way to solve everything by having the necklace just conveniently bring back her memories, so I get why some people might not like the idea, but at this point I'd be fine with it.

Figures she would end up in the human world with someone who can sympathize with her pain. Old dude lost his family due to war but at least he can remember them. He asks if Emma would want to see her family, if they're alive, and she remains unsure and lost. She doesn't know who these dream people are to her, why they call out "Emma" or why it makes her feel better.

This panel.. this one right here is what breaks me. Our girl is so upset and she can't even understand why. We know why you're crying hun, it's because you miss your family. Your memories may have faded but your feelings for them still live on with you! I have no doubt that love you just as much too! My poor girl, someone send me her location so I can go and hug her!

Emma might have given up trying to remember who she was and live a new life, but if she did encounter her family again, I hope she would be excited to meet them as new people. Maybe they could all start over. Over time they could gently remind her of her past, and if Emma truly can't remember, I hope they'll accept her regardless.

And a name change? I'm.. mmm frustrated. Yeah it makes sense since she couldn't remember hers and would need a new one anyway, but aahh, really? No id identifier, no memories, no name; it's like she's a new character. I was never a fan of the amnesia trope, like she's such a great character and gets built up wonderfully, and now it's like you reset her to zero. Yeah I know, deep down she's still the happy go lucky girl we all know and love, who's strong and capable to still smile even now, but.. man, idk anymore. This whole chapter hurts me.

There's a dim light at the end of the tunnel because we get a glimpse of Ray, Gilda and.. at first I thought it was Don but that person is way too short, so Phil? Regardless, I gotta give them some credit. It may have been a couple months, (remember, old dude said he could't call for help until spring and there's flowers in the ground now) but they've already managed to find where she might be in this new, large world. Please, turn around though! She's so close to you guys, she's right there! Notice her antenna or something, I beg you!

Demon god said that even if Emma met her family, she wouldn't remember them, but I still have small hopes. Emma claim's she stopped having the dreams and given up trying to remember her past, but maybe that short amount of time believing in them was enough. Aside from the necklace which connected her feelings to her unconscious mind, the five sense can also recall memories. Perhaps if she heard her name now, outside of a dream, something in her mind will click. Maybe she would get that warm feeling again she once longed for. Sense of smell and taste are usually most effective in bringing back memories so maybe just being near them or having them cook for her could also help. I know the sense of touch usually works for when you personally touch something, but if it's possible to also recall memories by being touched, then please, for the love of god, let Ray pat Emma's head again! He's done it countless time over the years.. can you imagine if upon meeting and learning that she has no memories, Ray is just like "no worries, you're still the same Emma to us," and while he pats her head, she's like wait hold up, major deja vu, I feel like I felt something like that happened before. I'm probably only getting my hopes up real high with that idea (since old dude just patted her head and nothing) but bro.. I would honestly cry if something so simple and nostalgic as a head pat helps Emma remember her family even the tiniest bit.

And yes, I'm worried Norman isn't around. Please don't let me be right again by having him stay behind due to his health issues. Just let him be in another search group somewhere else okay? I'll accept that. It's odd he wouldn't be working alongside Ray but whatever, split your best minds up to create equally powerful teams, that's fine. It only worries me because now we might not get one last full-score trio hug like I originally hoped! I swear having a hug like that as the very last panel of the series would've been perfectly fine with me after everything that just happened. But now.. aahhh, we'll see.

I can't believe the series ends next week. There's still so much I want to see and know. I pray there's a happy ending for everyone. I want Emma with her family. I want her to remember them. I want one last full-score trio hug. Shirai, don't let us down! You played with my feelings so much within the past year, so please make all the stress and tears worth it! Give me an ending that will satisfy me so much that TPN replaces Black Lagoon as my favorite series! Go ahead, I dare you! Ya see that beautiful panel? Give that to us and not have it be a fantasy! (pretty please??)

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Widofjord/Mchanzo

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So the other day I was talking to a friend about Widofjord (a ship from critical role between a half-orc fjord and a human Caleb) and while talking I happened across some Mchanzo (a ship from overwatch between Hanzo and McCree) fanart and got deja vu. After thinking on it for a little bit I realized that the same appeal I saw in Mchanzo was in Widofjord not all of it but enough for me to write out a chart.

Before I begin SPOILER WARNING! I’m gonna be talking about critical role and the backstories of some of the characters from campaign 2 if you haven’t seen it I highly recommend its a great show I love it, I’m also talking about Overwatch lore (a lot less) so if you don’t know hanzo’s past you should watch the dragon short for context.

Note- neither one of these ships is canon and in the case of Mchanzo there are very few interactions between them. 

Lets start with the similarities

1. Hanzo and Caleb both hate themselves, both of them have done horrible things in their past that causes them to have very low (nonexistent) opinion of themselves. 

2. Caleb and Hanzo were both trained to be assassins (Hanzo by his family clan and Caleb by Trent Ikkithon)

3. Both ships have friendly banter on their interactions. In the case of Mchanzo they have only a few voice line conversations but none of them are angry ex- McCree:  You know, that sake's not half bad but... I prefer a little bite to my liquor.                                                                                                                   Hanzo:  How predictable! Such an unsophisticated taste.                                    Now with Fjord and Caleb they have had multiple moments of light affectionate banter (seriously watch critical role these two are adorable)

4. Fjord and McCree both having a father figure in a commanding officer, for McCree this is a little more blurry because Overwatch lore is nonexistent and we don’t fully know if the relationship between him and Reyes (reaper) was like father and son. Fjord on the other hand has made it clear that his old captain Vandran was like a father to him.

5. Hanzo attempted to murder his younger brother Genji (it failed but he did live ten years afterwards thinking he had succeeded) because of the manipulations of his clan, Caleb did kill both of his parents after being manipulated by his academy teacher into thinking they were traitors to their country.

6. Fjord has a pirate atheistic(and a Cowboy one at the beginning at the campaign), McCree has a cowboy atheistic they might not be the exact same but it does show how extra both of them are.

7. Though their pasts are a bit different (more on that later) McCree and Fjord are both trying to move forward from a couple wrongdoings. McCree was part of a black ops group that made some shady choices while Fjord almost released a spoiled demi god that would have fucked over the world so they both have some shit to work through.

8. this one kinda annoys me but people have a habit of assuming McCree and Fjord are idiots (in their respective universes) when neither one is. 

9.Both Hanzo and Caleb are great long range attackers (Hanzo with his bow and Caleb with his spells)  but are very fragile and squishy short range.

10. Hanzo has two spirits that are summoned when he uses his special attack, Caleb has a fey cat he summons for comfort and recon missions.

Both ships have a lot in common and I’m sure there are a couple more things I could have mentioned but I think this includes all the big things. Now onto their differences.

1. lets get the biggest ones out of the way the medium these two ships exist are very different, one is a mmo shooter game with only voice lines and the odd short to tell a story through so the only Mchanzo interacts happen with their voices. Looking through all the Overwatch events there’s a good amount of them talking but nothing else to draw from. Meanwhile Critical Role is a group of nerdy ass voice actors playing dnd and telling a story with their characters, interactions between Fjord and Caleb are plentiful and awesome to see along with all the other characters but that means we have way more info about them to compare.

2. McCree had a criminal past of being in the deadlock gang before joining Blackwatch that does affect him as a character, but Fjord’s past was the opposite completely boring (not a bad thing with how he is it would have been weird and not made sense if he had a complicated backstory) working on a ship.

3. Early in the Mighty Nein Campaign Fjord threatened Caleb with a sword to the neck if Caleb didn’t put back a scroll he wanted to take while escaping from a house they broke into, this has affected their friendship and been brought up a couple times months later. With what lore we do have for Overwatch McCree has not threatened Hanzo.

4. this one might seem a bit strange to include but it’s a major difference to me. In Blackwatch McCree actually worked alongside a recently almost killed Genji, I don’t know how friendly their relationship might have been but there’s a good chance McCree heard some version of how Hanzo tried to kill Genji. Fjord Has had to learn Caleb’s backstory from Caleb himself and he still doesn’t know the full story (not even after 103 episodes lol)

5.Redemption and the possibility of it is a big thing in both Hanzo and Caleb’s backstories and current actions but is different for each one. Hanzo did something horrible but he has a chance for complete (or almost complete) redemption for his actions as long as he works with and towards making it up to genji, except he doesn’t take it in his interactions with Genji in game he’s hostile, angry, and in denial (in the dragons short hes pretty much the same). Caleb on the other hand has a chance for partial redemption (there’s no way for him to bring his parents back without fucking up everything else but he can work towards stopping other kids from being hurt) and he is working towards it. Its worth mentioning that before learning that Genji is still alive Hanzo had his own way of earning redemption (and I think he did believe he could earn it) but Caleb has said multiple times he doesn’t deserve it and it’s impossible for him until recent arcs. I also don’t think one is better than the other they’re just different ways they’re reacting to possible redemption.

at the end of the day I love both of these ships and all the characters involved, they both have potential for angst and fluffy romantic shit. I’m happy to get this out of my system it was fun thinking about it but I have way too many thoughts to look at to keep thinking about this. check out critical role campaign 2 if you have free time or need something to play in the background while ya work and I’m gonna hope for more McCree/Hanzo interactions in Overwatch 2 goodnight! 

[bbyqloss]

To the Ends of the Earth Pt. 2

OC x Isaac Lahey 

Teen Wolf fic 

Y/N was on the floor of her room, doing her AP Biology homework. She inhaled heavily as she put the work down. Even though she knew the answers, she wasn’t in the mood for science. She wasn’t like her brother, she didn’t want to major in science. Who the hell wants to major in science. Mrs. Finch was aware of Y/N’s disregard for science and always tried to push the girl to do her best, but Y/N couldn’t focus in that class. It was as if, the second she stepped into the classroom her brain shuts off. Grabbing her notebook, she stood up and walked across the hall to Scott’s room. Not bothering to knock she opened the door and there was Scott making out with Kira. Y/N slammed the door shut, “Sorry!” She yelled through the door. “Can I have the bio homework answers? Please?!” She called through the door, “No! Leave us alone!” Scott yelled back, Y/N groaned loudly as she walked back to her room. She suddenly felt deja vu, back to when Scott told her no to giving the answers to the homework Mr. Harris had assigned. That was the night Isaac started staying with the McCalls. Y/N trudged back into her room, she felt defeated, of course Scott felt the need to not share the science homework. She walked into her bedroom and jumped when she saw Isaac standing in front of her window. There was a thunderstorm outside and the water coming off Isaac’s body was starting to drip into Y/N’s rug. “What’s going on? Are you okay?” Y/N walked closer to her boyfriend, his eyes were red and she couldn’t tell if the water under his eyes were from crying or the rain. “I- I- I just- I’m sorry…” Isaac’s voice was shaking and he was visibly shaking. “Come here…” Y/N had him follow her to the bathroom, she turned the shower on and made it warm, running her hand under it making sure she didn’t burn herself. “In you go…” She said as she grabbed the door handle. “Wait-“ Isaac grabbed her forearm lightly, “Please don’t leave.” “Isaac, I’m not-“ “Please.” “Okay.” It’s not like they haven’t seen each other naked, this was no big deal. They could both feel the warm water running down their bodies. Isaac was still shaking and his eyes started to water. Y/N pulled him into a hug, their chests were pressed together. While Isaac had rested his head on hers, he ran his hand through her hair. “What happened?” Y/N asked with a small voice, drawing small shapes on his muscular back. “Derek kicked me out. He threw a glass at my head. I’m sorry, I just had no where to go and I was scared.” Isaac’s breathing was slowly becoming normal again. Y/N was aware of his life of abuse from his father, she was angry at Derek. He knew about the abuse too. Why would he do that? The two got out of the shower and went back to Y/N’s room. Isaac wrapped his arms around her as she placed her head on his chest. “You can stay here, you know that right?” “Thank you, I love you.” “I love you too… I love you more than anything, I’d walk to the ends of the earth for you.” “As would I." The two slowly drifted to sleep, and Y/N forgot about about Mr. Harris’ stupid homework. “You’re sure you’re okay to go alone?” Kira asked Y/N, the girl just had to run to the library to grab a book for her English class. “Yes, I’ll be fine.” Y/N laughed getting out of the car and walking into the school. It was around 4, all classes were out and almost every student was home. The school doors shut at 5, just when sports end and the custodians come out to clean the floors. Walking into the library, Y/N saw that there was no librarian, weird. She walked down the aisles, scanning for the last name of the author. She eventually found the book and was about to start making her way to the check out counter when a hard shoulder bumped into hers, making her stumble a little. “Asshole.” Y/N muttered, making the boy turn around. Just her luck, of course it was none other than Theo Raeken. Theo was possibly one of her least favorite people on this planet. They knew each other around 4th grade, until he moved away after the death of his sister. The two didn’t get along at 9 years old, how were they supposed to get along now? She didn’t trust him… at all. She had this itch telling her that he wasn’t good, she saw the glares he gave her brother. “What’d you say?” He snarled at her, “Oh, I think you heard me perfectly.” Y/N’s eyes narrowed, she could see anger building up within Theo. “Would you like to say it again?” He took a step closer to her, “Just leave me alone.” She rolled her eyes and turned around to walk away. Before she could even take one step, Theo’s hand was wrapped around her wrist. The strength he got from being a werewolf were used to his advantage as she could practically feel the bruise already starting to form. “Let go of me.” Y/N stared blankly, he wanted a rise out of her, she wasn’t going to give it to him. “Tell me what you said.” Y/N stayed quiet. “You know, Y/N, You’ve always gotten on my nerves… whose stopping me from killing you right here.” “You wouldn’t dare.” Y/N seethed. “Would I?” “Scott’s your alpha, you’d be killed in the matter of days.” “Do you want to test that theory? And I don’t have an alpha.” Theo spat, his grip on her wrist tightened. Y/N visibly flinched. “Let me go, Theo.” “Watch your back.” He spoke with gritted teeth as he let go of her wrist and pushed her. “You’re an asshole.” She spoke again. She felt a burning sensation on her left cheek. Theo Raeken had slapped her. He turned his back to her and started to walk away. Y/N felt something come over her, it was a mixture of pain and anger. Without even thinking of the consequences, Y/N shoved Theo’s shoulders with all of her strength. He stumbled forwards a bit, before turning around to face her. He had a sickening smirk on his face, his eyes glowing yellow. He started to walk towards her, like a predator about to pounce on his prey. Before he got the chance to do anything worse than slap her, he was thrown onto his back. The McCall sister couldn’t get a look at who had tackled him. All she saw was brown hair and claws. The second werewolf was on top of Theo, tearing him to shreds. The winces of pain from Theo were all Y/N could hear. Her eyes were wide, when Theo got up and ran out of the Library. The mystery werewolf still had his back turned to her. When he turned around, it was the last person she would’ve expected to see. Isaac Lahey stood before her. This boy was her first kiss, her first love, her first heart break. Her brown eyes met his crystal blue ones. She could remember the night he left perfectly. Y/N and Isaac were stood on Y/N’s porch. Mr. Argent was sitting in his car, packed with everything he needed. Allison was dead. Y/N’s first real best friend (other than Stiles) was dead. Isaac was leaving. Allison was dead and Isaac was leaving. He said it was something about starting fresh. When Mr. Argent asked him to come with him, Isaac felt as if it was the best choice. He wasn’t thinking about how much he would hurt Y/N. He was thinking about getting away from her. “This is the best way to protect her.” Allison’s father had told him, and he believed him. "I love you more than anything, I’d walk to the ends of the earth for you.” Isaac told her before kissing the top of her head. Y/N watched the car drive off, Isaac left. He was going to France. France. He left her, and went to France. “As would I.” Y/N whispered as the tears fell down her cheeks. “No- no you, you can’t. This isn’t real- You’re not-“ Y/N stuttered out. He was right in front of her. After a year of trying to get over him, he came back, right when she was almost completely over him. He took a step towards her, which she returned with a step backwards. Isaac looked the same, yet different. He got taller, and his structure was built more. His eyes were still the same blue as ever. “Why are you here?” Y/N asked cold-heartedly, the book she was going to check out was laying faced down on the floor of the library. "I love you more than anything, I’d walk to the ends of the earth for you.” He gave a small smile, even his voice got deeper. “No! No, you don’t get to leave and not talk to me for a year, then come back and say that bullshit.” Y/N was hurt, she was angry. The two teenagers stood in between the book shelves, about 4 feet away from each other. “What is taking so long- oh” Kira spoke, stopping at the aisle they were in. “Isaac? Ruby, what is he doing here?” Kira asked. Ruby didn’t respond, she didn’t even look at her, she just continued to stare at Isaac. As if she stared for too long, he would turn into stone. A small part of Y/N hoped he did, but he didn’t. “It’s nice to see you too, Kira. Scott’s girlfriend? I always knew there was something there.” Isaac winked. “What?!” Y/N almost yelled, facing Isaac completely now. “How do you know about Kira? Oh my God, have you been talking to Scott?” Y/N could feel the tears brimming in her eyes. “I’ll be in the car…” Kira almost sprinted back to her car, she could feel the tension in the air. She remembered how heart broken Ruby was when Isaac left, and she didn’t want to get into that drama again. “How long have you been talking to him?” “Ever since I left. I didn’t mean to- I wanted you to move on.” Isaac could feel an itch in his throat, but he didn’t want to cry. But Y/N looked different. Not bad, but different. Her face got skinnier, and her hair got longer. “I cant believe-“ Y/N stopped herself short, because she started to choke on her words. “It was you? You’re the eyes I’ve been seeing.” Isaac nodded, “I wanted to run into your room the night I saw you with the lighter. But, I couldn’t, I didn’t want you to see me… like at all.” “Who else knows you’re here?” “No one, except Chris Argent.” “You do realize this is like stalking. You were like stalking me…” “No! I didn’t mean fro it to be like that, I just- I missed you. I needed to see you. When that werewolf was going to attack you when you were walking from Stiles’ house, I couldn’t let it. And just now, when that guy, Theo? He was going to hurt you. More than he already did,” Isaac gestured to the almost purple mark on her wrist and the red mark on her cheek. “I just couldn’t let him.” Y/N felt a pit in her stomach, she felt like she was going to throw up. She couldn’t control her legs from walking to him. She wrapped her arms around Isaac’s neck and he wrapped his around her waist. They were holding each other so tight, it felt like they were going to mold as one. "I love you more than anything, I’d walk to the ends of the earth for you.” Y/N whispered, she could taste the salty tears that ran down her face. Tears had slipped down Isaac’s cheeks too, “As would I."

[mikarashis]

Vagabond - Chapter Three

Vagabond - Chapter Three

Season: Summer

Location: Staff Cafeteria

Keito: anyway, its not like I can say this with any sort of certainty, but I do think that it would be rather natural to draw a line between this ‘presence’ you’ve been feeling and the onset of these ‘rumors.’

Kuro: ‘rumors’, huh?

(Though it actually would make more sense t’ see them as related if the times match up.  

Even so, I can’t just accept that’s the answer without any sorta proof...is this really some kinda ghost story...?  

Well, ‘s not like I can say for sure one way or the other considering that I’ve never met a ghost before, but I feel like this ‘presence’ doesn’t match up with what I think that’d be like - ‘s more creepy than outright scary, and it kinda makes me feel uncomfortable.  

‘s almost like I’m being watched, but in a way that’s like whoever’s doing it is sizing me up somehow.

After all, if someone that suspicious is hanging around, ‘s not like they can just turn that off.  Or well, Danna seems to think that, but I feel like with the world we live in even dangerous people aren’t always obvious.  

Maybe if it was for some kind of bigger goal, the risk to set alla this up and still not get caught would actually be worth it.  

If someone that had really thought this through has gotten in here, I don’t want Hasumi-danna and Kanzaki involved...not to mention everyone else).

Yeah, sure, I guess it pays t’ look into it.  I’ll go and get t’ the bottom of alla this.

Keito: rejected.

Kuro: damn, you shot me down just like that?

Keito: I know that when you get all serious and contemplative like that, the end result is that you always decide to forge your own path.  

What exactly do you plan on doing by yourself, you idiot.

Souma: indeed.  This type of stand-offish behavior hardly suits you, Kiryu-dono.  If someone that I were to consider a companion is attempting to engage in foolhardy behavior, it would be remiss of me not to intervene.

Kuro: (why am I getting such a strong sense of deja vu...ah, it suddenly came to me - I’ve been told almost exactly the same thing before - )

Chiaki: (in flashback) You absolute idiot.  Is this really the time to be laughing?  If a friend of mine is about to do something stupid, then I’ll do whatever it takes to stop them!  I’m not entirely sure what you’re trying to do, but I won’t let you go ahead with it.*

Kuro: (present time) hahaha

Keito: wh-what is it?  Why did you burst out laughing all of a sudden?

Souma: indeed, this is no laughing matter, Kiryu-dono.  We are being completely serious ---

Kuro: I gotcha, I gotcha.  T’ be honest, I didn’t exactly have much of a plan myself.  

But I know what you mean - I’m part of this unit, too.  

And right now I’m more convinced than ever that I’ve got guys who really do care about me.  It’d be real irresponsible of me to ignore that and waste your good will.

So, here’s my one request: can I count on the two of ya to lend me a hand?

Keito: obviously.  Now, why couldn’t you have started with that, instead?

Souma: that’s right.  We had intended to do so all along, so of course we will assist you!

Kuro: I know ya won’t bow outta this until we see it through.  I appreciate both of ya.

Souma: in any case, where should we begin?  Do we just ask anyone that we encounter if they have heard of these ‘rumors’?

Keito: that wouldn’t do us any good.  You’d just end up looking as the one that’s acting suspiciously, and if Akatsuki became part of that same rumor mill, it could tarnish our reputation.  

These rumors are still merely hearsay, slumbering beneath the notice of the majority, so I feel as though the best way to proceed would be to only ask a few select people about it and be as subtle as possible.

We’ve got to move quickly, however, and we can’t let it interfere with our normal activities.  Let’s each act on our own and then meet up to share information when we get the chance.  

Souma: understood.  So, who would be the best person to begin with?  I wish there was someone with an obvious connection to ghosts to make this easier...

Kuro: ghost stories, huh...who could we ask...

Well, what about Sakuma?  Isn’t he also in the Mystery Research club?  If anyone’s gonna be in the know about that kinda stuff, it’d be him.

Keito: it’s true that he’s involved with that club, but is a ‘mystery’ really on the same level as a ‘ghost story’...?

Kuro: they’re kinda the same, right, since ghost stories can involve mysteries, too?  And vampires ‘n ghosts’ve gotta be related somehow, I’d think.

Keito: well, it’s not as if I have any better ideas at the moment.  Besides, Sakuma knows more than anyone about what’s going on around him, so there’s a good chance that he may have heard of these ‘rumors’, too.

Kuro: got it.  Then, ‘s time to figure out what he knows.  

Translation Notes:

* This is a direct quote from Chapter Four of the Gang gacha story (thanks to Euni for letting me use the wiki translation of it!) 

[bitchinrichie]

Fears of the Past, major IT ch 2 spoilers!!

Adult!Stanley X Reader

Ch 2

AU

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“I’m sorry, a ritual? That’s how we’re gonna stop IT?” Richie pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Yes! Come on guys just hear me out,” Mike was pleading as everyone stood around in disbelief and panic. Bill stepped forward, putting a hand on Mike’s shoulder,

“I’ve seen it, the ritual, it works. We have one chance to do this right, we owe it to each other.”

“IT touched us all, changed us. We’re the only ones who can do this,” Mike looked back at Bill, who nodded and then looked back at the group. Everyone glanced around and one similarity appeared, fear, no one knew what was going to happen this time.

One by one, belongings were put back, some lingering around the staircase longer out of anxiety. Stanley had remained by your side, standing closer than reconnected friends probably should but then again, you and Stan were something else.

***

Following Mike through the quaint, little town almost to the edge where the barrens were, you felt homesick. Not for Los Angeles but Derry, 27 years ago give or take a couple years. After fighting IT the first time, you all stuck together, obviously some closer than others but you stayed friends nonetheless.

“I hope he’s not just taking us to the barrens to kill us or be smothered by poison ivy,” Stan chuckled beside you and before you could reply,

“Not every plant is fucking poison ivy, Stan-” Richie yelled before pausing in shock,

“That was intense deja vu, holy shit,” you looked at Stan with wide eyes and his drowned in confusion before you burst into laughter.

You reached the destination Mike had set out for in the barrens, which you realized to be close by to where you all had a rock war with the Bowers gang. But the spot was special because it’s where the losers clubhouse was.

“This is where the clubhouse was!” Ben ran ahead in search of his beloved creation that he had built. He did find it- by falling in.

***

One by one you all climbed down into the cavern below, that Ben was so proudly showing off and frantically trying to fix small broken panels. Richie climbed into the hammock with a comic, Eddie and Bill sitting on old buckets, Bev smoking, Mike swinging in an old wooden swing that he found and had Ben help him put it up, and you and Stan sitting close with your head on his shoulder. It was peaceful for once but it didn’t last long enough, Eddie and Richie started bickering like an old married couple they pretended they weren’t while everyone stared in fake annoyance trying to hide their laughter.

“Why are we here, Mikey?” Richie’s eyes held fondness but his tone had concern.

“This was a place we came to together but we weren’t together that whole summer. To perform the ritual we have to collect a token from the past so we can kill it.”

“A token? Mike come on-”

“Richie just listen to him, we’re trying to win against a demon clown and this is what you’re worried about?” You had snapped, you didn’t mean to but you just wanted some answers and a way out of IT’s claws. Richie mumbled an apology and rubbed the back of his neck, you were considered the mom of the group so everyone tended to listen to you.

“You’ll find your tokens in places where you were alone, so we should split and find them, it’s our best bet,” Mike nodded at you as a thank you.

“No, nope, absolutely not. We’ll have a higher chance of dying if we split up.”

“I’m with Eds on this, I mean he’s the risk analyst after all,” Richie paused while everyone just stared at him- “What? I pay attention.” You shake your head knowingly as you hear Stan laugh quietly behind you.

***

After the terrifying experiences at Neibolt and Richie blowing up at Bill because Eddie and Ben were seriously hurt, you all split up for awhile. Stan walked you home in silence which you eventually broke,

“My dad’s gonna kill me, he told me not to go to Neibolt.”

“Just tell him you went to help your friends, he’s bound to understand that,” he smiled at you but you looked at him confused.

“Are you not my friend?” his eyes widened and he started sputtering answers which made you laugh- “I’m kidding Stan, I got it.” He glared playfully before laughing too. Giving you a quick hug goodbye, he starts walking up the street as you unlock your front door.

***

You were standing in front of your old house, you didn’t know if anyone lived there anymore, your dad moved out to California five years ago. You went around back to the fence that hid your small backyard to find the gate open, not that it surprised you, that gate never stayed locked. Inside was an old bench you helped your dad build next to a small swing set you remember begging your dad to buy.

Your mom died when you were 6 due to breast cancer, so you only had your dad. He worked a lot to make enough money to take care of you and your bond was unbreakable, he would do anything for you. You peered up toward the house and saw the window to your bedroom had been opened, thinking it was just an old house, you decided to climb up to it like you had many times before coming home from secret dates and hangouts.

It was dusty and gross but for the most part exactly how it looked when you lived here, it was set up different, you guessed due to another family living here. Crouching down on the floor, you look under the bed and find a wooden box, opening it to find your old diary with secrets you’ve withheld for so long.

***

“Are you ever going to let me see what’s in your diary? I see you writing in it all the time, if it’s full of your drawings you have to show me!” Stan whined as you put your diary back in its box and under your bed.

“It’s not my drawings, those I would show you because I know how much you love them, it’s not important,” you wrapped your arms around him and leaned into his chest. He held you close and pressed kisses to your temple and nose.

“Hey are you two just gonna sit up here and make out or are you gonna join us downstairs for the movie?” Richie made gagging noises and Stan whacked the back of his head before following him out and looking back at you.

“I’ll be down in a sec, I need to grab something,” Stan smiled and nodded, continuing downstairs. You pulled your diary back out to finish what you were writing but as you got the box out, it wasn’t there. Confused and a little angry, you marched downstairs to confront Stan about it but there was no one there. You looked around the living room and the kitchen but nothing,

“Guys this isn’t funny, don’t do this to me you assholes!”

“WHAT’S NOT FUNNY Y/N? YOU CAN’T HIDE FOREVER BUT I CAN HIDE YOUR FRIENDS” You let out a broken sob as you lose feeling in your body, collapsing on the ground. IT- Pennywise appeared before you, holding your diary and all you could is sob.

“THEY’LL NEVER BELIEVE YOU Y/N. THEY’LL CALL YOU A LIAR, YOU’RE FAKING IT” IT just laughed and leaned over you, drooling. IT fucking laughed at you and you screamed, cowering in fear. And then it was like nothing happened, IT was gone and you were still in your bedroom, clutching your diary.

You had been reading through it and you found the last entry you wrote in it:

October 12, 1989

I started finding Bev really attractive, more and more girls have started looking back at me and I get butterflies in my stomach. But my feelings for Stan haven’t wavered.

I don’t know what to do. Who am I?

@peteporkers @dry-brian @unamused-fangirl @chipoisaloser @multi-parker @happyhanlon @tropicaluris @finnie-wolfhard

[markleesthighs]

Black Mamba | Chapter 5

Pairings: Reader x Mark Lee, Reader x Hendery, Reader x Jaehyun, feat. ot21

Genre: NCT mafia!au, angst, fluff, light smut (suggestive), comical

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, drowning, heartbreak, and cursing

Words: 3.89k

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Chapter 5 - A Sitting Duck

You and Hendery sat in the limo holding hands while you looked out the window. Hendery kept looking at you, knowing you were nervous and thinking. As Hendery was about to say something the limo had stopped and you had reached the destination of the ball. The driver got out and opened the door, while Hendery helped you out and held your dress when you walked up to the stairs.

There was a line of noticeable people who were waiting to get in, but there were bodyguards checking ids, security checks, and referencing to the guest list. You knew some of them, most were from other mafias within the city, Most were trying to bribe the guards as majority got rejected for the ball. Everyone in line was staring at you and Hendery, mainly you. Your dress was the most stunning and outshone any girl there, You and Hendery had your mask on as you heard the whispers of the others in the line as you walked up to the guards.

“Who is that?”

“She’s so pretty.”

“I wish I had a dress like that.”

“Damn, I wish I was her date.”

“Rumor has it that she killed someone’s wife for that dress.”

“No way.”

“I would let her cut in line.”

“I didn’t know NCT had a female member.”

“Oh my god, that’s the Black Mamba.”

As soon as that person mentioned your name, everyone shut their mouths as your heels clicked silently walking past the line of people. You and Hendery took off your masks and showed your tattoos as the guard opened the velvet rope as you two walked in. Once inside, you both were holding hands while looking at the gorgeous ball setup. The shiny white floor, the largest bright chandler, the assortment of scattered flowers, trainees in tuxes looking like butlers, the beautiful tables set up and the orchestra on stage, lightly playing some music in the background.

You were stunned as Mark outdid himself yet again. You and Hendery gave your coats away to the coat checks and gave Hendery the number. You looked around and saw Mark and a/n. She was very touchy with him while holding a glass of champagne. Mark noticed you had arrived and excused himself from a/n to greet you both.

“y/n, Hendery, thank you so much for attending, please feel free to enjoy yourself.

“Thank you, it looks beautiful Mark.”

“I put a lot of work into it this year, I’m glad you like it.”

You and Hendery got some drinks (you had water) and walked around for a bit waiting for others to fill the room. You saw all of the other members, including Yangyang, Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta, and many others who all greeted and complimented you. After a while, you noticed the music stopped and saw Mark up on the stage, holding a mic.

“Hello, everyone! And welcome to the 25th annual masquerade ball! I hope you all enjoy tonight! NCT is my pride and joy, and I am overjoyed by the work we have done this year. We have increased our rates in every department, and I am proud of every single one of all my members, workers, and trainees for making this happen. I want everyone tonight to step out of their work zone and into their comfort zone, as you all deserve this tonight, so please let’s have fun!”

Everyone cheered and clapped as you clapped as well. Mark walked down to kiss a/n on the cheek as you noticed he walked over to an unfamiliar girl you’ve never seen before. She had an emerald green dress tailored just for her. She seemed to have asked Mark something, and once he answered, she nodded in excitement and started to laugh, strange.

Once the music started to play for the first dance Hendery took your hand, and you both took the center of the dance floor. He held your waist while he held your shoulder. He twirled you around, showing off you to everyone, which made you creep a smile on your face. He kissed your cheek, which made you giggle, and your face turned red under your mask. You leaned your head into the crook of Hendery’s neck, embarrassed by his actions.

You heard his heart beating fast and him laughing lightly while you both continued to sway. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Mark watching the entire thing, but you could not tell his expression under his mask. When the music stopped, you removed yourself from Hendery and held his arm. Hendery smelled different compared to Mark. He smelled like bergamots, oranges, other fresh fruits, that was refreshing and nice.

You both danced and drank more and more throughout the night. You laughed at how cute Hendery was when he was a little drunk, and he was very touchy. He would be kissing your neck and refused to stop kissing your lips. He also would not stop hugging you. You told him you went to get some more water and left him by your table. He kept begging and begging you not to leave, but you somehow got him off you. You walked by got some water at the bar along with a bunch of drunk men trying to hit on you, but you willingly twisted some arms and threatened them, and all of them backed off by the time you walked back.

You noticed that Hendery was no longer at the table, but you didn’t mind some alone time since he was very touchy. You put your water down and looked around for him until you noticed him in the crowd, but as you approached, you stopped in your tracks as he was talking to that girl in the emerald dress. She had taken off her mask, and she was gorgeous, to you more beautiful than yourself. You thought that maybe he knew her and were just friends until you noticed her hand go and touch his arm. You hoped that he would shove it or walk away, but Hendery kept her hand on it.

She was talking as they were laughing, you couldn’t make Hendery laugh as much as she did. You kept watching as everything she did was better than you, the only thing she couldn’t do was defend herself or throw a guy out the window like you could. You started to feel very insecure, and question why this happens to you. You want Hendery to have the best in life and wished him the most happiness. If that meant someone else was better than you for him to achieve the best, then he can have her. You were nothing compared to her, sure people feared you, but she was funnier, prettier, and more romantic in your eyes. You felt that you were not fair to Hendery either.

You had not completely gotten over Mark, and he could tell you were still struggling with Mark. It wasn’t fair to him, he should be able to date someone without having to worry about their lover leaving them for someone else. He should date someone who doesn’t have someone else on your mind.  Your thoughts came to a stop when you saw her lean in for a kiss and waited for Hendery to respond. He kissed her back and held her waist closer to him.

You felt betrayed, Hendery knew how much it hurt to have someone you loved for them to leave for someone else. You talked with him about your emotions, you let yourself be vulnerable again. You thought this was someone you could trust, but you let yourself be fooled again.

“I would never hurt you the way he did.”

Were the words he had once told you, but you felt his lies. It was deja vu, he had hurt you the exact way Mark did. Your eyes started to sting, and your legs felt weak. Tears fell behind your mask, for no one to see. As the soft violin playing the background coordinated with your streaming tears, you felt the pain again. It hurt just as much, you thought for a moment, on that dance floor that you would finally be over Mark, but turns out you were going to get hurt anyway. Hendery was a hypocrite, all those times he assured you he was better than Mark that you will be happier without him.

Everything that came out of his mouth was a lie, and he was just waiting for a chance to get away from you and find someone else. He didn’t notice you standing there with eyes full of tears, so you calmly walked passed them and noticed a garden and a swan pond outside. You took it upon yourself, to excuse yourself and let Hendery enjoy himself more. You quickly grabbed the balcony door and opened it, not being noticed because of the loud noises of chatter and music. You closed the door and heard silence. It was nice, quiet, and you could only hear the crickets in the night.

The sky was clear, and it was not extremely cold out since it was towards the end of February. You walked down the stairs and took off your heels when your feet touched the grass and stone pathway. You opened the gate to see a beautiful garden, it had a stone fountain with koi in it. The flowers were grown naturally but trimmed. You looked and saw the swan lake with four swans in them. You loved swans because to you they were your spirit animal. They were beautiful but territorial. You always kept some food for them and fed it to them. It took a bit, but they all opened up to you.

You found yourself crying again, questioning why you let yourself be hurt again. Why you allow someone to see you be so vulnerable and fall into their trap. You let yourself be weak against them, and you hated yourself for it. The dark sky reflected in the water as you saw your tears fall into droplets into the water, creating ripples in the dark water. You sniffled and cried your heart out. It felt like you were constantly drowning when Mark broke up with you.

But with Hendery, it was like someone took their hand out to help bring you into the light. But now his hand had slipped, and you fell deeper into the water, drawing and suffocating. Why? Why did the world let you suffer like this? Why is the world against you? What did I do to deserve this pain again? Am I not supposed to be loved? These were all thoughts in your dark and heartbroken mind.

The swans tried to comfort you, nuzzling their heads and necks against you, as their feathers tickled. You started to smile a bit, thanking them as you sat on a bench trying to wipe your tears away. You felt your eyes drooping, and you could see clearly again. You knew your makeup was ruined and felt the tears stained on your cheeks.

“What are you doing here?”

You turned your head to see Jaehyun shining in the moonlight. He walked over to you when all the swans started to honk and peck at Jaehyun.

“It’s okay guys, he’s a good guy.”

Jaehyun slightly chuckled as he joined you on the bench.

“How did you know where to find me?”

“You always loved the duck ponds when we visited New York, so I took a gamble. You also come outside to fresh air if you are frustrated or upset. So what’s on your mind?”

“…well…my date ditched me for someone else.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, it’s his.”

Jaehyun saw you rubbing your arms and put his blazer on you, and you kept looking at the water.

“Are you okay?”

“Honestly, no, but, I’ll get through it.”

“If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you.”

“Thanks….”

It got quiet as you kept looking at the water and clear sky full of stars. You looked over at the window and still saw Hendery talking with that girl, and your eyes started to water again. You leaned your head into Jaehyun’s shoulder and let your tears fall as you were hiccuping and panting heavily. Jaehyun kept patting and rubbing your back, trying to comfort you and kissed the top of your head every now and then.

“W-who-o is t-that-t.”

“Her name is Luna, she was friends with Hendery as trainees before she got transferred.”

“F-fuck h-her.”

“I don’t actually know why she’s here, the rest of the people from her group aren’t even here.”

“A-are you saying she was i-invited on purpose?”

“Maybe. I would have no idea why.”

You immediately knew why. You also snapped into reality, that you, yet again being vulnerable to someone else. You didn’t want to feel hurt by anyone anymore. You’ve had enough, and you would not be taking any chances with Jaehyun since the last two had betrayed you. You got up, but Jaehyun grabbed your hand trying to get you to sit and stay for a bit longer, but honestly, you wanted to get out of here. Away from this ball, away from these people, you just wanted to go home. You pulled away from Jaehyun’s grip and threw his jacket at his face as you stormed back inside.

You swung the door open, making a huge sound, causing the music to stop and everyone to turn. Your face looked like a mess, mascara running down and smudged lipstick was still evident around your lips. You looked at Hendery, and you looked at Mark before a running Jaehyun came up behind you. You walked straight to the door with everyone clearing a pathway for you as you shut the front door creating a boom in the ballroom. It was still silent as Hendery walked over to Mark.

“Are you happy? Are you happy you selfish asshole.”

Hendery then ran after you while Luna tried to convince him to stay. Mark watched vigilantly at Hendery as a/n made a snobby comment.

“Whatever, she was a party pooper anyway, such a drama queen as always.”

“Shut up a/n.”

A/n was shocked by Mark’s reaction as he focused on Hendery, and what his next move would be. Back outside, a limo was already called for you as you walked down to the car you heard the door open and turned to see Hendery. Stopping in his tracks as one foot was already inside the car. He mouthed an “I’m sorry.” You shook your head as you gave him the bird and walked into the car.

Hendery sat in frustration, running his hands through his hair screaming. He ran back inside and sat down as Luna walked up to him and snaked her way into comforting him. Mark, noticing he wasn’t going after you, knew that Hendery wasn’t worth your time, and he was right. Mark was the one who invited Luna to test Hendery on his loyalty, and his determination to keep you. Mark knew there was no one good enough for you, not any member in all of NCT.

Mark knew this was his time to redeem himself for you. Mark suddenly walked away from a/n towards the coat rack.

“Where are you going?”

“To go see if y/n is okay.”

“Is it because you love her or something?”

“No, it’s because no one is in the mansion right now and we cannot afford to lose her right now.”

“Of course, you always go after her and leave me.”

“I still love you a/n you know that.” “Fine, then, if you love me, then stay with me.”

“You know I can’t do that, as a leader, it would look poor on my part if I did not go to check on one of my most important members.”

“So you are choosing her instead of me?”

“I’m not choosing anyone! I need to check up on her.”

“She can handle herself, I’ve seen her throw Xiaojun across a table because he touched her sandwich.”

“You know what a/n? I’m not having this conversation with you, you are being childish.”

“Then if you really loved me you would stay!”

“…”

“So, is it going to be her or me?”

Mark kept walking, grabbed his coat and your coat and called a limo. Beforehand he told Taeyong to keep her company and calm her down. The limo driver drove as Mark fiddled with your coat looking at the intricate details you put in it, a hidden camera, parachute, and gas mask all hidden in your coat. The car soon stopped as Mark opened the door to the mansion and only heard his footsteps echoing in the empty house.

“M-mark s-sir?? I didn’t know you would be arriving home early, is everything alright?”

“Yes, do you know where y/n is?

“She’s in her room.”

“Thank you.”

Mark walked passed the maid and up the stairs and saw your room door was open. He quietly opened the door to see you on your balcony. Your dress was off, and you were in a nightgown looking out your balcony. Mark placed both your coats down on your bed as he looked around your room for a bit and smelling your perfume that he missed so much. He walked over to you and looked out with you.

“You didn’t have to come.”

“I wanted to.”

“Why? So you can bask in your victory?”

“…no…I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Since when did you care so much.”

“You are one of my best friends y/n, it’s what I do as a friend.”

“A friend.”

“Y-“

“Am I really a friend Mark?”

“…” “Am I a friend to you, Mark?”

Mark stayed silent.

“Look at me.”

He turned his head to see your puffy and shiny eyes reflecting the full moon.

“Do you still love me?”

Mark pulled y/n closer to him and put his forehead gently on hers. He slowly went in for a soft kiss on y/n’s lips. Y/n was blushing, tasting the whiskey he had at the ball still on his lips. Y/n pulled back, realizing what she had done.

“Mark, this is wrong, and you know that. You have a/n, and you can’t be here kissing me when she’s waiting for you.”

“Actually….”

Mark held you with your head on his chest as he rubbed the top of your hand.

“I had the option of choosing you…or her, but I went…after you.”

Your eyes widened at what he did.

“Are you crazy?!”

“I came to realize that I am the only one good enough for you, that I am meant to be with you, not a/n.”

You swore you thought this was a dream and you were pinching yourself to ensure that it wasn’t a dream, Mark wanted you back.

“I missed you every day when I was with a/n, your smile, kind heart, sarcastic humor, but most importantly, your selflessness and trust. You would always trust me to come back and would understand my busy schedule. I love you y/n, I never have loved anyone more than you. T-that night, I was aware of what I was doing, but the morning after, the guys made me take a blood test and found that someone drugged my drink that day. They found steroids and cocaine in my blood, explaining why I acted that way towards you. I knew nothing I could say or do could have changed you, so I let you be free and move on. If I continued down that path, I knew you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. Which is why I stopped going to clubs, drinking heavily and tried to focus on my work before a/n could bother me.  I apologize for that night, and I would have never hurt you, I promised you that on my life.”

You were speechless, it all started to make sense, and Mark’s logic was for the best for you. He gave it up in order to protect you.

“a/n also admitted that she was the one who drugged me, and I still hold that against her. She wasn’t like you at all, she constantly asked for money, and went out clubbing instead of waiting and caring for me like you did. She didn’t make me your famous chicken noodle soup when I was sick or checked on me every thirty minutes. She felt to careless about the relationship and used it for power and money. She also became less interested in me, but only would speak up if it had to deal with you. I know she’s jealous of you, but I would understand why. Which is why I am here, with you, under the moonlight, because I want you back.”

You cried into his chest hugging him tighter, because of how much you missed him, that his voice always softened while talking to you, his cologne that he wore to special events made you want to hold him more.

“I missed you too, stupid.”

Mark kissed your forehead and kissed your lips one more time, tasting the light cherry flavor from your chapstick that you had put on after removing your makeup. You pulled Mark away from the balcony to open your dresser to reveal the necklace Mark gave to you long ago. He swiftly grabbed it and put it back on your neck, it was cold but felt familiar as you remembered how much you fiddled with the pendant. You kissed Mark on his plump lips, and he led you into his bedroom, lending you one of his hoodies. You took off your nightgown and put one of them on. Mark took you from behind and kissed your neck.

“I missed seeing you like this baby.”

“I missed you too.”

Mark kept kissing your neck, almost creating a red mark as he moved his hands all over your body. He carried you to the bed as he continued to kiss you. You, becoming dehydrated, told him you wanted to grab something from the kitchen to drink. You left as you let Mark get undressed. You closed the door and skipped to the kitchen. You decided to make some tea, and the tea kettle had stopped steaming. As you were about to pour your tea felt a hand around your neck, and you yelped a little before a cloth had covered your mouth and nose which was filled with laughing gas and knocked you out cold. Your vision turned pitch black as you didn’t remember the rest.

Mark, hearing your yelp, grabbed a robe and walked downstairs to see you nowhere to be found, Mark saw the broken China teacup, and there was an envelope on the counter. It had the stamp “GOT7” on it as Mark violently ripped it open.

“We have the girl. Bring what you owe us. 8:00 PM tomorrow. Or we kill her.

~The Black Husky.”

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legends of yesterday | team flash x fem!reader | part viii

a/n: i had the biggest writer’s block with this episode which is why it’s not as detailed as the others. this takes place around season 2 episode 8 and this story is mostly canon with a few things changed

warnings: mentions of blood

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(Read Healed Scars before reading the rest of this story since it actually fits in so well with the end of part 7)

You jumped out of the SUV alongside Caitlin and Laurel and grabbed your bags from the trunk.

“Remind me what was wrong with S.T.A.R Labs again?” You asked, slamming the trunk door closed.

“Well, I mean, absolutely nothing, if you forget about the revolving door you guys installed so the bad guys could come and go as they please.”

Oliver said, mocking your lack of security which you were about to protest against but Caitlin beat you to it.

“Remind me again what happened to your old lair? Or the one before that?” Caitlin said sarcastically, making you and Laurel smirk.

“Well, lair number one was compromised by the police, and I will stop helping.” Felicity added when she saw all of you looking at her.

You all walked into the old farmhouse when Barry and Cisco entered with the equipment and the latter began complaining about the lack of data and service.

After discussing what Oliver so aptly named Savage’s ‘magic stick thing’, you all decided to divide and conquer.

Felicity, Cisco and Caitlin were going to work on a gauntlet that would allow you to touch the staff.

Diggle said he’d check if ARGUS had any information on Savage whilst you, Laurel and Thea checked police records to try and get a location on Savage.

“Is this even gonna work?”

Thea asked as the three of you walked into the relatively empty police station.

“Yeah, of course. I’m a detective and Laurel’s an ADA, so us working together on a case is plausible.”

“No, I meant all of our plans. Savage is some supposed time-travelling dude who’s been around for thousands of years and he now has even more magic. How are we gonna beat him?”

Thea worried but Laurel reassured her.

“We will, Speedy. We’re all working together on this so he doesn’t stand a chance.”

You all approached the desk, “Hi, I’m Detective Davis, this is ADA Lance and Miss Queen, we were wondering if we could have a look at some files.”

“Can I take your badge number, please, Detective Davis?”

“Of course.”

You rattled off your badge number and once she confirmed your identity, she allowed the three of you access to their file room.

Every file from the 1990s had since been digitalised so it meant that you, Laurel and Thea had to do some grunt work and search through a whole lot of paper files and it was a few hours into that that you found your first solid lead.

“Guys, I think I found something,”

Thea shouted from the other side of the room so you and Laurel joined her.

“It says that there was some sort of conspiracy group who were really interested in a guy who matches Savage’s description.” Thea explained as she showed you the file.

You leaned over her shoulder and read the rest, “Wait, it says here that there’s another file. Give me a minute.”

You said, climbing the ladder and using your powers to rummage through the dusty boxes.

“Got it,” you said, jumping down from the top rung of the ladder.

You blew the dust off the folder, “Shit, this talks about the Pentagon.”

“We gotta call John.”

Laurel said, putting the file in her bag whilst you and Thea put the boxes of files away.

After leaving the station, the three of you got back in the car and were on your way to meet John and Lyla outside of ARGUS HQ and you were a bit nervous to be honest.

“You good, y/n?” Laurel asked, as she drove.

“Yeah, just haven’t been this close to ARGUS since…”

You trailed off but both Thea and Laurel understood.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You can always stay in the car while we talk to Dig-”

Thea suggested but you shook your head.

“I’ll be fine. It just brings up some sore memories but I’m sure I’ll be okay. Thanks for asking though, Thea.”

“Seriously though, y/n, we’re here for you if you need it.”

Laurel said, placing a comforting hand on your arm.

***

“What do you guys have?”

Felicity asked when you, Laurel, John and Thea walked into the farmhouse. Laurel handed the tape to Felicity.

“Beta Max. Aww, what, did you guys get this off of eBay?” She said sarcastically.

“Lyla hooked us up.”

You had finally met Lyla and after an in-depth conversation with the former, your thoughts about ARGUS were confirmed.

There definitely were people who wouldn’t agree with what ARGUS would become like in the future.

Lyla being one of them.

“The tape came from a conspiracy theory group that's interested in Savage.” Laurel explained.

“Pentagon had a file on Savage back in '86, but it's all been heavily redacted.” You continued as Felicity managed to get the tape playing.

You all watched as a Dr. Boardman theorised that Savage was an immortal who, if not stopped, could destroy the world.

He then went on to propose that the only thing that might stop him is an object, any object which was present at the ‘calamity’ that gave Savage his immortality.

When Oliver and Barry arrived a little while later, you filled them in on the tape and what you had found and Oliver began to devise a plan.

“We're going to put Kendra and Carter up against Savage; you guys attack with the element of surprise. Y/n and I will lay down the cover fire. Barry, you speed in, and-”

“Snatch the staff, I got it.” Barry finished as Oliver nodded in agreement.

“Where do you need us?” Diggle asked but Oliver shook his head,

“This is me, Barry, y/n, Kendra and Carter.”

Thea tried to protest but Oliver remained adamant and told you all to suit up.

***

“It’s wonderful to see you again, my love.”

The five of you were now standing face-to-face with Vandal Savage in some abandoned warehouse.

“I will never be your love.” Kendra spat out.

“I know. This always makes this easier.” Savage replied as he took a knife out of his holster.

He walked threateningly closer towards Kendra, “Chay-Ara. Parting is such sweet sorrow.”

He raised the knife to stab her but before he could, Oliver grabbed his arm and stopped him, causing a full blown-out fight between all of you and Savage.

You used powers to try and draw the Staff of Horus to you but Savage used it to blast you and Barry to the ground.

Oliver was able to disarm Savage but Kendra was unable to “grow her wings” as it were.

And whilst you were able to quickly recover, Barry still seemed affected by the blast.

You saw Savage get the upper hand on Oliver so you used your powers to pull Oliver towards you and away from Savage’s assault but Savage then threw two knives into Carter, shocking you all.

Then he threw one towards you that got lodged in your arm and you winced in pain, blood coating your hands.

Before you fell unconscious from the loss of blood, you saw Savage murder Kendra and Barry fail to try and use the Staff of Horus to attack Savage.

You blacked out as the energy from the Staff created an explosion.

***

“Seriously though, y/n, we’re here for you if you need it.” Laurel said, placing a comforting hand on your arm.

“Thanks, Laurel.”

You paused and furrowed your brows.

Woah, major deja vu.

“Y/n? What’s up?”

“Nothing. I just had the biggest feeling of deja vu.” You shook your head, almost trying to physically get rid of your thoughts.

After meeting with Lyla, you all went back to the farmhouse and played the tape and when Barry and Oliver returned, you explained the situation to them.

You paused again when you finished explaining the tape to them, “What is with this deja vu?”

You murmured to yourself but when you looked up, you caught a knowing glance between Oliver and Barry.

Your eyes widened with realisation.

Oh, Barry, you didn’t.

“Barry, can I speak with you for a moment?”

You both went into the other room where you confronted him and he confessed to travelling back in time.

“He killed Kendra and Carter. You were unconscious from blood loss and then you and Oliver both died in the explosion. I couldn’t just let that happen.”

Barry whispered harshly, trying to make sure no one else could hear the two of you.

“Fine. So what do we do differently?” You conceded.

You were all suited up and ready to fight Vandal Savage at the abandoned warehouse where you had previously died.

At the moment, it was just you, Barry, Oliver, Kendra and Carter but after the latter grew their wings, the rest of Team Arrow joined you in fighting Savage.

You, Laurel and Kendra kept Savage’s attention on you three whilst Barry and Oliver worked the Staff and were able to effectively turn Savage into a pile of dust.

After defeating Savage, you all breathed a sigh of relief and Kendra revealed that she and Carter were going to move on with their lives, away from Central City.

She expressed her thanks to you all and said goodbye before leaving to do the same with Cisco.

When you and the rest of Team Flash said your goodbyes to Team Arrow and returned to S.T.A.R Labs, you pulled Barry to the side.

“Do we tell them?”

He shook his head,

“No, let’s just keep this between us.”

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