#I honestly need to be hospitalized but I guess we’ll wait and see

[spikeyjo]

Me when they half my lithium and double my Prozac

[accirax]

DRDT New Character Talent Analysis

WHO ARE THESE GUYS???? GOING CRAZY GOING STUPID

Ahem. 

As likely everyone has now seen at this point, DRDTdev made a very exciting announcement on Twitter– namely, that he’s been working on another fangan alongside DRDT! (Very relatable, once you make one fangan it’s kinda hard to stop.) Understandably, assuming this fangan is ever developed in full, it will be several years down the road, given that it would only be published after DRDT is complete.

However, we have these designs now, and I wanna know what their talents are, dammit! The blurb says that they are students trapped in a killing game, so I assume that they have been given Ultimate abilities. Thus, here’s my best shot and first look analysis. I tried not to look at anyone else’s work too much before presenting my opinions in order to get them out as fast as possible, so, sorry if I missed any major details that people have uncovered!

Notably, when I downloaded the images to my computer (so I could look at them without waiting for the website’s load time), all of them saved with weird number/letter codes. These probably mean nothing, although they do all end with “_o”, which could indicate that they were put through a code scramble of some kind. At the very least, the codes are a kind of convenient way to refer to the characters, so I’ll use the first three letters as a name. Also, I’ll be using they/them pronouns for all characters, since we don’t know how they identify.

We’ll start with the Protagonist, and go alphabetically by code from there. I’m so excited!!! Here we go:

I’m glad that this guy is basically confirmed as the Ultimate Teacher, because I honestly have no clue what I’d call them otherwise.

The main thing I noticed throughout their design was the repetition of red undertones everywhere. You can see them in two places: on the jacket, and in their hair. We know from the July 31st Q&A that characters in the Despair Time Fanganronpa Universe (DTFU) see blood as red, and that Monokuma’s color palette is black, white, and red. It’s kind of a suspicious color– the children’s hospital color theory of it all. O-or, maybe it’s just their favorite color…!

The bows in n9Z’s hair kind of remind me of the one on Peko’s sword case (sorry I didn’t put in a picture), although I doubt there’s a connection there. The gloves make me think of something fancy, the trenchcoat makes me think of a detective, the ID makes me think it’s something top secret… dude, what are you doing?

I guess there is the question of what exactly this person teaches. If we assume they’re the teacher Min mentions in A History of Hope’s Peak, it seems like the answer would be, “Ultimates.” If you want to teach Ultimates, you need to know and be able to do a lot of stuff, so that could explain the utilitarian design. They could have also initially had a background as something else, such as a government agent or employee of XF-ture Tech, before winding up as a teacher.

The fact that their eyes are always closed is also notable. Given DRDTdev’s penchant for putting important stuff in the eye designs, it’s possible there’s some important info in there that he's not ready to release yet. Like, if n9Z had black/red heterochromia or something, that would send us spinning. (Personally, I’m kinda hoping there’s an apple in there…) I also had the thought that n9Z might just permanently have both of their eyes closed, kind of like how Setsuka Chiebukuro of SDRA2 always keeps one eye closed. That would be a cute parallel to Min, whose eyes are always obstructed.

So, yeah. Ultimate Teacher, probably. Despite the fact that we more or less have their Ulimate talent, I somehow feel like we know the least about them…

My first impression of this person is that they’re definitely athletic in some regard. The ponytail that ends in a braid would be keeping the hair out of their eyes, and the athletic shoes would be helpful for running around.

About the marks under the eyes... While the comparison to my superhero design for Arturo is still a lighthearted jest, the reason for them being there may be fueled by the same reasoning. The superpower that @1moreff-creator gave Arturo was a skill that involved his vision, so I put those marks under his eyes as a natural mark that would mimic eye black. If you don’t want to read the entire link, eye black is those lines of paint (or sometimes stickers) that baseball or American football players wear under their eyes. While it’s not entirely scientifically proven, the point of the marks is supposed to be absorbing the rays of sun around the eyes to reduce the glare you would see. Thus, 0a6 may have these marks under their eyes to make it easier to see in a fast-paced situation (even though they're not particularly dark in color).

Additionally, if we didn’t already know who the protagonist was, I would guess it was 0a6. They have an ahoge in very much the same way that Teruko does, and they share an eye design with Hajime Hinata. The styling of their belt buckle also reminded me of how truth bullets are designed. However, 0a6 is NOT the protagonist, which must mean that these things mean something else. I don’t have much to say about the ahoge, but the eye design might instead imply that this person’s talent has to do with rejecting, opposing, or ending something. The bullet could be a regular bullet, and therefore imply that this person’s talent has something to do with guns.

For whatever reason, the hairstyle already made me think Ultimate Archer at first glance, so with the gun thing, I’m going to submit my guess as Ultimate Sharpshooter. This talent (and other slight variations of it) shows up pretty commonly in fangans (Kiyoka Maki of DRA, Desmond Hall of P:EG), and for good reason. It’s a talent that gives off a cool vibe, a potentially level headed yet aggressive personality, and can obviously be involved in many cool murder tricks.

My other guesses besides Ultimate Sharpshooter are in a similar ballpark– aforementioned Archer, Ultimate Bounty Hunter, Ultimate Spy, etc– but I could be way off track. I don’t see any weapons on 0a6, which would be weird for any of those talents. It could be more of a Debater type talent (with the eye symbol and truth bullet), or the blue gloves could hint at something more scientific (a la Charles and Arturo), although I don’t see the benefit to the sporty under-eye mark in either of those cases.

3Km is interesting, because they’ve got a lot going on. Hexagons, fire, zebra print– put it all together, and what does it mean? One interpretation is that their personality, too, is a lot.

I was immediately drawn to the markings on the left side of 3Km’s face, because I don’t know what they are. They could be angry veins, but… I don’t think veins really work like that in the shoulder. It’s far more than the typical anime stylization, not in the same place, and they don’t look particularly angry, so that's probably wrong. In that case, it’s probably a scar. But, what kind? Acid? An animal? Fire, like the symbol on their shirt?

Let’s move on for now and take a look at their pants. There’s a zebra pattern, which could imply a connection to animals/zoos or travel/Africa. The kind of pants they’re wearing are called chaps, which, hey, are typically ridden by horse riders! They’re meant to protect the rider’s legs from “thorny vegetation, extreme temperatures, and the animals they work with.” That definitely makes it seem like the zebra is important, as an equine animal.

Thus, my guess for this character is Ultimate Wild Animal Tamer. They wear chaps and gloves to protect them from the untamed animals they work with, yet they may have gotten a scar from a taming gone wrong. They’re strong so that they can get the upper hand, and the fire and piercings could speak to their rebellious, similarly wild personality. @venus-is-thinking also suggested that, as a Wild Animal Tamer, this character could work in the circus, which could further explain the flamboyant clothing and fire motif. They definitely seem like a character who could be putting on a show.

As for the other character pictured… that person is almost certainly 3Km’s sibling, likely a twin. However, as a fellow member of the killing game cast, we’ll get to them later! For now, let’s check out somebody else.

This character is one of the ones that I’m the most baffled about. They don’t wear a lot of symbols or field-specific clothing, so, it’s kind of a shot in the dark.

They definitely seem kind of fancy, what with the super swirly hair. Square scarves also typically seem to be worn in professional circumstances for stylish people. They’re wearing a lot of layers (including said scarf and a sweater), so it’s possible they work in a cold environment? Or maybe they just naturally run cold. There’s a lot of draping elements in their clothing, between the folded jacket and two-layered skirt, but that doesn’t really correlate to a specific location or profession.

The eyes patterns are also weird. They’re very spiky and not perfectly circular. What they reminded me of first were either an explosion, a loud noise, or a circular blade distorted while spinning quickly. Glasses are typically associated with nerdy or smart characters (like Eden and Charles), but anyone can wear glasses, so I wouldn’t use that as a huge selling point.

Anyways, the combination of fanciness, loudness, and potential nerdiness made me think some kind of talent incorporating a voice and art. I had ideas ranging from Ultimate Opera Singer to Ultimate Art Critic. In the end, I settled on Ultimate Stage Director, mostly as a vibe check. I could imagine this character ordering writers, actors, and set designers around with the goal of following their vision. A person like that who’s used to being in charge could be an interesting figure in a killing game. Again, though, I don’t have super strong feelings about this, so I’m extra looking forward to learning more.

I was going to slam dunk this one as the Ultimate Shepherd until @fuji-iri pointed out to me that there’s actually a sewing needle pattern in their eye! I’m kind of glad, because it gives me more to talk about and might explain some of the weird things I noticed if this character were the Ultimate Shepherd.

Besides the sewing needle, the eyes are definitely reminiscent of a sheep. Same with the braids in their hair– they’re arranged in a spiral reminiscent of a sheep’s horns. The cloud-like pattern on their cloak, as well as the soft-looking trim, seem fluffy and wool-like. 9lt definitely has a sheep motif, but that doesn’t mean it’s the talent exactly.

9lt’s bell hints at that concept. Although sheep often wear bells, according to google images, they’re more often regular bells than the circular bell depicted in their outfit. It seems like sheep can wear these bells, but they’re more commonly seen on cats.

There’s also a strong focus on pastel colors in the design, particularly pink. The design is very fun and childlike, it’s silhouette appearing smaller due to the large bow and lack of visible arms. (They’re also just pretty short.) The cloak, which obscures most of their body, kind of reminds me of Toshiko Kayura of P:EG. Small, cute, and childish, yet kind of mysterious and strange: that’s the vibes this design is giving me.

Given the sewing needle, it’s tempting to give this character a talent in fashion design. They do have a very specific style, which could play into their designs. However, with the strong connections to animals and fluffiness makes me think that they actually might be something along the lines of the Ultimate Plush Maker. It’s cozy and cuddly while also involving the sharp eye (of the needle) that a creator needs to have.

Now, this is a character with a lot going on. They’ve got symbols all over and a really fun hairstyle, so, let’s see how it could all fit together.

One of the aspects that first caught my eye was the flower in hwR’s hair. I’m pretty sure it’s a dandelion, which could be read in a couple of ways. The first is that a dandelion is a weed. hwR could be a character who often isn’t wanted, but manages to persist regardless. Secondly, dandelions have a lot of medicinal benefits if you consume them. So, hwR could be a character focused on health, especially in alternative ways. Thirdly, there’s the superstition that blowing on a dandelion will grant you a wish. I’d lean against this one because the dandelion isn’t… ripe(???) enough to be blown on yet, but the interpretation is still there.

The bunny symbol also has a lot of interpretations. As I listed out in the image, some options are good luck, longevity, opportunity, and adventure. The white rabbit is also a main character in Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland, which DRDTdev is clearly familiar with if the LGI MV is anything to go by. Generally, rabbits are also fast, cute, and known for multiplying. White rabbits seem to have generally positive connotations, which is a good sign for this character.

Other symbols include the crescent moon and sparkle type shapes, which seem to indicate nighttime or mystery. The symbol in hwR’s eyes is a spiral, which is also mysterious and could have to do with hypnosis. Apparently they also represent the circle of life, which could be suspicious…? Dying and living, killing games, and the like.

Anyways, with all this supernatural and superstitious imagery, I feel like the talent has to deal with something similar. I’m not exactly sure what to call it, or what the specific niche is. The one I wrote down in my notes was the Ultimate Alternative Medicine Practicioner, tying in the medicinal uses of dandelions and therapeutic uses of hypnotism. However, that title is a mouthful, and there are definitely other options. I sort of wanted the talent to just be someone who believes in spiritual practices, but given that a spiritualist is apparently someone who believes in talking to ghosts, the best name I could come up with for that was Ultimate Believer. hwR could also be something like an Ultimate Fortune Teller or a straight up Hypnotist, or a Lucky Student who really leans into the title. There are plenty of options, but I think it’s something in this genre.

This guy is fun! The fashion is pretty plain so there’s not a lot to work with, but I’ll give it my best shot.

As compared to 8CT (the one with the curly hair), Jfl at least has the very obvious symbol on their shirt to point us in the right direction. I’m pretty sure those are audio levels, which means that their talent probably combines something with sound with something with technology. I don’t know why they would need a lot of pockets or a hat with a visor for that, but hey, always good to be prepared.

The hat is pretty plain, but there is that green square on it. It may just be a large tab, as appears on many baseball caps to show off a logo. This one is blank, though, so it could be something else. It kind of looks like the press marker that appears on stereotypical reporter hats in, like, the 1920s, but those weren’t typically lime green, either (unless the black and white movies are fooling me hard).

The overall color scheme plus the fingerless gloves sort of make this character look like an Ultimate Hacker to me, but then I’m not sure what the connection to the audio levels are. They could also be something more like an Ultimate DJ, but the hat, jacket, and cargo pants make me feel like it’s something a little more active/outdoorsy. Thus, I’m going to go with the kinda-compromise that this character is the Ultimate Podcaster. In my mind, they would do some field reporting first (hence something that looks kind of like a reporter hat), and then come back to their home office and talk about it to publish in a podcast.

With my argument about the clothes feeling more outdoorsy, I have a few ideas for what the podcast could be about. The first is something along the lines of hunting cryptids. Jfl goes into the woods, looks around, and then reports their findings in, like, a ghost log. A little more in the realm of realism, Jfl could tail important figures around, either as a paparazzi-type person or someone who’s unraveling a conspiracy, and then release a report on them. That could also get Jfl involved in some kind of scuffle with XF-ture tech, which makes me lean more in that direction.

With the fish scales, knA is pretty obviously nautically coded. Their talent probably has something to do with water, but, in what way? Let’s look at the other details.

Just like Nico, knA has slit eyes. In Nico’s design, it was meant to make them look catlike, due to their profession as the Ultimate Pet Therapist. Similarly, 9lt has horizontal slit eyes, which are meant to make them look like a sheep. It seems like these elongated pupils are meant to make us think of animals, so knA’s talent probably heads in that direction. They also have a catlike mouth ( :3 ) and wear a collar, which (like Nico) makes them lean feline. Maybe it’s a catfish? Or maybe that’s more of a personality beat.

On the other hand, knA’s eye pattern has two circles in it, a larger one that goes around the long pupil and a smaller one that’s sort of hidden behind it. In context, this most reminded me of a sonar/radar system, which sailors use at sea to make sure they aren’t running into anything. Through that lens, the belt(?) that wraps around their leg reminded me of an anchor wrapped around a post. That’s kinda confirmation bias with the water thing, but it may have been intentional.

To be honest, I was really back and forth on whether to call this character the Ultimate Angler or the Ultimate Diver, but by the bolding, you can tell I settled on the former. I liked Ultimate Diver because it would place the character more among the fish (why they’re coded as an animal) as opposed to someone who catches them. But also, cats are known for catching fish, right? Plus, my interpretations of a sonar and an anchor would connect the character to a boat, which is less important for diving and more important for fishing.

Now this is the character that seems to be the talk of the town! And for good reason, too: they have a lot more recognizable imagery that specifically ties them to DRDT than anybody else.

First off, there’s the obvious XF-ture Tech logo, shaped like a hexagon, which appears on u1l’s jacket. That certainly connects them to the company in some way, whether they’re an employee or just someone who received some merch. This is extra interesting given that u1l wears the same pin that Min has on her design. In A History of Hope’s Peak, Min says she was sponsored by XF-Ture Tech, so maybe this guy was, too? It could be a kind of alternate company logo. Or it could have some kind of bug to listen in with. That’d be fun.

Otherwise, it’s pretty nondescript. They have regular eyes, a regular shirt, and a regular ol’ pink tie (other than the connection it may have to the Sleepy MV). The jacket is tied really weirdly at the bottom, kind of looking like a fish tail, but I think it’s a normal jacket. The boot design kind of reminded me of Xander’s, which could indicate that this character has to be prepared to run around.

Pinning down u1l’s talent is kinda hard because… honestly, I kinda feel like they’re just “Ultimate XF-Ture Tech Guy.” Like, they’re clearly connected to the company, and may be here as their representative. Thus, in my notes, I called this guy the Ultimate Technician.

A technician is “a worker in a field of technology who is proficient in the relevant field and technique, with a relatively practical understanding of the theoretical principles.” Is that vaguely tech-ish as hell? Yeah. Is XF-Ture a tech company that also does vague other things? Yeah. Ultimate Technician lets this u1l have a lot of skills yet not have to elaborate on it at all, which is something that I feel like they would enjoy. Just like how they might enjoy how all of us are chomping at the bit to learn more about them, and yet, we probably won’t hear anything for a while…

A very pretty addition to the cast! I love their vibes. Time to figure out what they mean.

There’s a lot here that signifies wealth. The crown hairpin is very obvious in that regard, as is the cape. Purple is often thought of as a color of royalty, and uBg is wearing a lot of it. Same with the cape– it’s an article of clothing often worn by kings. Their eye pattern contains a diamond within a circle. Diamonds are a jewel; wealth, royalty, etc.

This character also has some elements of promiscuity to them. Garter socks (which is what I think is what they’re wearing on their left leg?) are typically thought of as a sexually-charged thing to wear, and their other leg is fully exposed (oh my!). You can also see their bra peeking out from under their shirt, as well as some cleavage. Is this related to talent, or just to personality? I’m not sure.

While it’s tempting to go with something more along the lines of Ultimate Celebrity or Ultimate Heiress, I’m actually kind of partial to my interpretation of Ultimate Treasure Hunter. They wear a crown because it’s the treasure they’ve won, and there are diamonds in their eyes because that’s what they’re looking for! The cape could read as more of a heroic/adventurer thing, and the gloves also feel like ones belonging to someone more active. I’m aware this has nothing to do with the promiscuous aspects, but… like I said, that could just relate to personality! Plus, if you’re traveling the world searching for treasure, you might want a chance to tour the people, too.

Finally, we’ve returned to the probable sibling of 3Km, the potential Ultimate Wild Animal Tamer! If the similar color schemes and eye designs weren’t enough, the fact that their little chibis were obviously paired together makes it pretty obvious that they’re related. Assuming that everyone in this cast is the same age (18+), they would be twins.

However, I also want to propose that 3Km isn’t the only character XWu is “related” to. Remember how I mentioned that the XF-Ture logo was a hexagon? Well, the pattern in 3Km and XWu’s eyes is a hexagon. Could they also have a connection to XF-Ture tech, and thus, u1l? Maybe they’re part of the family who founded the company. It’s a big stretch, but it’s possible. Just wanted to bring it up.

Back to XWu, it’s interesting that they’re probably the twin of 3Km, ‘cause their designs are pretty opposite. While 3Km seems wild, XWu is very fancy. They have a chain, much like uBg; some boots that look sort of princely; and a very fancily-patterned vest. I didn’t notice while I was making my visual, but I think that the vest has snowflakes on it to mirror 3Km’s fire. Honestly, I don’t know if that means it’s more likely that it has something to do with their talents, or less…

I feel like XWu might have some kind of managerial talent. It could be something more business-y, related to XF-Ture Tech, or if 3Km is part of the circus, XWu could be, like, the Ultimate Ringleader. Leaning on the former, I settled for the Ultimate Business Consultant. I was thinking about 3Km going around the world taming animals or whatever, and XWu tagging along, making business connections and deals along the way. The “X” in their bangs makes me think that they might have a talent or personality that revolves around rejecting things. That could lean business leadership, so… yay?

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And that’s that! To summarize, the cast of talents as I determined them were Ultimate Teacher, Ultimate Sharpshooter, Ultimate Wild Animal Tamer, Ultimate Stage Director, Ultimate Plush Maker, Ultimate Alternative Medicine Practicioner, Ultimate Podcaster, Ultimate Angler, Ultimate Technician, Ultimate Treasure Hunter, and Ultimate Business Consultant.

Obviously none of this is concrete, and I’m speculating based on very few details. I won’t be disappointed no matter what the talents are because, hey! We get more fangan content from DRDTdev either way! I feel like the Ultimate Winner with that fact.

I hope you all enjoyed reading this, and, if you have alternate interpretations or design elements I missed, I'd love to hear about them! I might make an update if we get any additional information any time soon.

[starsomens]

“We’ll leave you two alone, just give us a call if you need anything” the nurse smiles as she backs out of the room “congratulations again!”

“Noah, she’s so beautiful” you whimper looking down at the small bundle in your arms. It was a long process to grow her all those months, go through labor and birth, but she was finally here. Your beautiful baby girl.

“She’s perfect. Just like her mama” he nuzzled your head as he came to sit next to you. His fingers adjust the small hat in her tiny head.

Your heart was leaping and bursting. You were just so happy to be looking at her. You already had a four year-old son, Keaton who currently was staying with his uncles while you were in the hospital. But they should be coming any minute. Noah can honestly say his life is perfect. He had a career doing something he loved. He married the woman of his dreams and he has two kids that he adores and the best friend that he could ask for. Even though he has been in the living room and has seen you give birth Already seen you go through labor again was both scary but also something about it made him see you in a different light. You were able to deliver, and do all the work you assured him that he helped you throughout the pregnancy, but he always gives you all the credit.

Well, Keaton looked like you your baby girl looked just like her father. She had your nose, his eyes and his lips, but that little scowl that Noah has seems to be genetic. When she had first open her eyes and looked up through her lashes, it was her father’s exact, annoyed face. He couldn’t wait for Keaton to meet her and the boys as well.

Speaking of the devils, there was a knock at your door and it’s small head peaked in. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw you and push the door open. He was carrying a bouquet that looked bigger than he was as he ran over to your bedside.

“Mama! I got you pretty flowers” he said, holding them towards you. Noah comes and takes the babies so that you can talk with Keaton first. No ghost to sit on the couch and the boys come over to congratulate you Hugs and congratulatory words. Jolly helped Keaton onto your bedside while they went over to look at the new baby.

“ Are you OK Mommy?” he asked as he cuddled him even though it was just a night in the hospital you missed him so much.

“ I’m just fine baby. but guess what? You’re a big brother now” you aired with him his face lights up as he looks around the room to find his sibling. Looking over to see Noah, holding her he pointed in his father’s direction and asked

"baby?" you nod your head and he climbs off the bed and walks over to his father, jolly moves over so Keaton could sit with Noah.

"Hey bud, you ready to meet your baby sister?" he asked honestly feeling more excited than his son. Keaton nods enthusiastically, holding the baby with one arm he opens his other so Keaton could scoot in closer. "Okay Kea, put your hands like this, and hold her head up okay?" he places the tiny girl in her brother's arms with the support of Noah to keep him steady. You were tearing up at the sight of your family all in one place, including the boys

"Oh yeah did you guys agree on a name?" Nick had asked

"Well we went over a few but one really stuck out" Noah answers still holding the baby with Keaton

"we went with Eden, once we saw her it kinda just came automatically. It fits perfectly"

"Edin?" Keaton asked

"that's right bud, your baby sister Eden"

@chemicallady credits for the pretty ass name!

[writingwhimsey]

Married to The Enemy- Shingen Ch. 29

Chapter 29

Shingen’s body was sluggish. The trip from Echigo to Kyoto had taken a toll on him. Though he did his best not to let his weariness show. He’d already upset Ava enough as it was. The medicine she gave him did help some, but he was currently having a bad bout with whatever illness had been with him all these years.

It had been disorienting when all sight and sound disappeared, when the wormhole came. If it hadn’t been for Ava still next to him, still in his arms, Shingen would have thought he had died. Of course, it was just as disorienting when his senses returned to him and with frightening clarity. Though it appeared there weren’t any people around them in the immediate area, but there were many sounds that Shingen could tell were close by.

“Welcome to the future, Lord Shingen.” Sasuke announced, as he and Ava closed their umbrellas.

Shingen looked around. What he could see of the sky indicated it was night time, but he couldn’t see any stars…and there was plenty of light coming from…poles in the streets. “It’s very…bright.” He murmured.

Ava squeezed his hand as she stood next to him. “It’s definitely a lot if you’re not used to it.” She said. “Honestly…I kinda forgot how bright and…loud it is.”

“Yeah, living in the Sengoku period for years will do that.” Sasuke agreed. “If you two will give me a minute, I will be right back.”

Shingen and Ava nodded and Sasuke lifted his hands, flipping both thumbs up before bounding off. “You know…I still don’t understand that gesture.” Shingen muttered.

Ava giggled. “It usually means something is good.” She explained. She was then looking up at him, taking notice of how weary he looked. “Come on, let’s go sit down while we wait for Sasuke.” She was then leading him over to what appeared to be a wooden bench to sit down.

“What do you think Sasuke went to do?” Shingen asked.

“Probably make arrangements to get us a ride.” Ava answered. “I think you’re going to like cars.”

“What exactly is a car?” Shingen asked.

“Hmm…how to explain it…” She murmured as she pursed her lips in thought, an expression Shingen found utterly adorable. “It’s…I guess kind of like a palanquine, but with wheels and it has an engine which powers it so you can take it where you want to go. No one has to carry you or anything. They’re quite comfortable, too.”

“Fascinating.” Shingen replied.

It was a few moments later, Sasuke was returning. “Alright, we’ll need to head out to the path and wait for our ride.” He said. “I have a professor who will be picking us up and helping us get you checked into the hospital, Lord Shingen.”

“You say this professor..they are teachers correct?” Shingen asked.

“More or less.” Sasuke answered.

The trio were soon walking along the path, which Shingen learned was called a sidewalk. He couldn’t help but to look around as they walked, taking in the sights. Buildings were so tall they seemed as though they reached into the sky. There were so many bright and flashing lights, pictures moving. So many unbelievable things were right in front of his eyes.

They were soon sitting at another bench, watching the road. There were lots of…strange objects moving on the road. They seemed almost box-like and were moving rather quickly. “Are… are those..cars?” Shingen asked.

Ava nodded. “Yup. Just wait till we get in one. I promise they’re super safe, too.” She was smiling so brightly at him.

Shingen couldn’t help but to return her smile. Despite how heavy his chest felt from his illness, nothing it seemed to hamper the genuine affection he felt for the woman he married every time she smiled at him.

It was a little while later one of these cars was pulling up off the side of the road in front of them. A man in a strange white coat, reminiscent of the clothes Sasuke had been in when he’d first appeared mid-battle all those years ago. He had on glasses similar to Sasuke’s and had a touch of gray at his temples, the rest of his hair a deep chocolate brown.

The man was running up to Sasuke. “Mikumo? It’s really you! You really did it, too, didn’t you?!”

Sasuke nodded. “Yes, Professor Sasaki.” He replied. “Were you able to make those arrangements I asked about?”

“Yes, yes.” The professor answered. He was then turning to look at Shingen and Ava. “I apologize for my rudeness. I am Professor Sasaki.” He was then giving them a polite bow.

“These are my friends Shingen and Ava.” Sasuke introduced.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Ava said, returning the polite bow. “And thank you for coming to get us.”

“Shingen…do you mean Shingen Takeda?” Sasaki asked.

Sasuke nodded. “Yes. We have a lot to talk about. But we really need to get Lord Shingen to the hospital.”

“Right, right. We can talk on the way.” Sasaki replied.

The group was soon climbing into the car, Shingen following Ava and Sasuke’s lead. Shingen sat in the backseat with Ava, while Sasuke and his professor climbed in the front. Shingen felt his stomach give a lurch as the car began to move. Ava’s hand reached over to his.

“You okay?” She asked him.

Shingen smiled at her. “It’s just…a lot.” He replied. Shingen wasn’t the kind of man to ever be lost for words, but this world definitely made him feel that way. It was so vastly different from his world.

Ava’s small hand gave his a gentle reassuring squeeze. “I know. But this is a good world.” She assured him. “With lots of good people.”

Shingen smiled. “Well, it has to be a good world to have produced an angel like you, my love.”

Ava giggled and her cheeks reddened adorably. “Well, I know you must be okay then if you can flirt with me like this.”

“It would be a grave sin to not flirt with my goddess.” Shingen replied.

Sasuke and his professor were quietly chatting in the front seat. Occasionally Shingen would catch snippets of their conversation, though he was mostly paying attention to Ava or looking out the window and taking in the sites as they passed by.

Before long, the car was coming to a stop in front of a large sprawling complex. “Welcome to Kyoto University Hospital, Lord Shingen.” Sasuke announced.

“I’ve made arrangements to get you in right away.” Sasaki said. “You’ll be under the name Shingen Takahashi and Ava you will be his primary health contact once we get you set up with a phone again and everything.”

“Alright.” Shingen and Ava both agreed.

The group was soon getting out of the car and heading inside the hospital. Everything was so bright and white and spotless. Some people came to greet them as soon as they walked through the door. The professor spoke with them and soon they were leading Shingen back to a room, Ava was allowed to come with him, which he was glad for. Though Shingen was a capable man and didn’t fear anything, he would be lying if he were to say the strangeness of this world didn’t at least put him a little on edge.

A woman in strange white clothes was coming into the room and placing something on what Shingen was told was a bed. “You’ll need to change into this. Then we’ll be able to start running some tests.” She said before stepping out.

Shingen looked at the garment that had been laid out. “This seems rather thin…”

Ava smiled. “Yes. It’s called a hospital gown. They’re not the most fashionable or comfortable things in the world, but they serve a purpose.” She told him. “Let me help you.”

“I would appreciate that.” He said, smiling at his wife. Of course, he was surprised when he learned that the garment was open in the back. “Is this really how it’s supposed to be worn?”

Ava giggled once again as she tied the back closed for him. “Yes. They have to be easy for them to get on and off if you’re unconscious or anything like that so they can treat any wounds or start any surgery or whatever else.”

Once Shingen was changed, a doctor was coming in the room, a nurse with him as well. They discussed Shingen’s symptoms and then the doctor was telling the nurse a few instructions and then explaining to Shingen and Ava that he wanted to run a series of tests to discover the route of the problem.

“It will start with checking all your vitals, running some basic blood work, and then we’ll do some imaging tests and from there things may get more invasive depending on what we find.” The doctor explained.

Shingen looked to Ava who was beside him and holding his hand. She gave him a smile and a nod. Shingen nodded to the doctor. “Alright, my life if in your hands.”

The doctor gave him a confident smile. “And I promise to do my best to ensure it continues.” The doctor seemed confident that they could find what was wrong and fix it.Shingen felt hopeful for the first time in a long time that he just might get to have a long life. He couldn’t help but to look over at Ava and her smile. She seemed just as hopeful if not more so. If I really do get cured, I am dedicating the rest of my life to you, my love. He thought as he looked at her, hope and love filling his chest.

[sealhaus]

If nobody’s asked then I guess I should just speak:

My thoughts on kfp 4 so far as someone who’s been so invested in this franchise most of my life to the point where I took 2 autism assessments about it.

Mostly euphoric tbh, mostly because now the weight waiting for it held on my anxiety and heartburn ridden chest is gone. My socks were knocked off but i didn’t have to be hospitalized.

For most of my time in this fandom (or pandom if ur even more insufferable then usual) I’ve been under the assumption that dreamworks doesn’t really care about this franchise while at the same time knowing in my bones they’d make more. For most of that time I was pretty set on just having my own fun with it and that’s still my plan.

I’ve been so detached from the cannon for so long that I’ve entirely accepted that this movie could be garbage, I’ve already coped with that like 3 years ago. So I’ve had a relatively chill reaction.

So far it’s like exactly what I expected from the plot summary for better and for worse.

• I dislike Zhen so far but we’ll see what the writing has in store for her, she could be partially redeemed. Her design is overall lackluster and could really use something to make it more interesting. Her personality reminds me of the betta version of Kyoko before I had her loose her fuckin marbles. I don’t like her much but I also don’t seriously want to rip her apart with my teeth quite yet.

• I’ve never liked the five much, except for tigress, but it’s also kinda weird that they aren’t there. But the reasoning being that they basically ditched Po is hilarious to me. It’s a total copout but. Good for them honestly.

• I LOVE THE CHAMELEON!!!!! SHE LOOKS LIKE A BRONZE VASE AND YZMA HAD A TERRIBLE LITTLE CRACK BABY AND ITS WONDERFUL!!!! Getting ready to defend her with my life, heaven forbid women have hobbies.

• also my husband is coming home from rotting in Gongmen harbor so that’s fucking lovely. I went to bed and cried while hugging my Shen plushie because I’m absolutely deranged so that’s exactly the reaction I wanted.

• overall I don’t really care what happens to Po because I genuinely want to hit him with a car./hj But it seems a little early for this unless we’ve got a big time skip which it seems like is the case, but I still don’t think it’s enough of a timeskip.

• I hope the five get new outfits when they show up for 5 minutes. I just like clothes…

• I hope Shifu says sorry for accidentally ruining his son’s life. I don’t care too much about Tai Lung redemption, but I think he deserves an apology.

• save us Nico Marlet we miss you.

I was fully prepared for this to be a nightmare level shitshow but I don’t think it’s total garbage. At worse I’ll laugh at it with my friends, at best it’s a masterpiece either way I’ll be going into cardiac arrest

I don’t want to completely trash it because it hurts me a little for some reason and I don’t think it deserves it but I’m more then open to some playful mockery.

It did knock my socks off but I didn’t need to be hospitalized. Mostly feeling vindicated because my visions prophesied all of this actually.

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Coming Clean

Pairing: past Dean x Reader, Dean x Allie (OC), Benny x Reader Word count: 2,234

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Part 4 of Unholy

Cas, Garth, and Benny all rushed into the ER waiting room half an hour later. Allie was sitting there, worried. “Baby.” Dean went to her, pulling her into a hug. She was clearly upset. “They wouldn’t let you back there?” 

“I didn’t ask. I wanted to wait out here for you.” She admitted, a tint to her cheeks. “I should have asked if I could go with her so she isn’t alone.” 

He rubbed her back as the others sat down. “It’s okay. I’m sure she understands.” He said softly. “What happened anyway? You didn’t say, just that you needed to bring her to the hospital.” 

“We were enjoying lunch, and she excused herself to go to the bathroom.” She began. “She came back, looking pale. She didn’t look good. I thought maybe she’d been sick. It happens sometimes. It just sneaks up on you.” Which he would know by now. “She asked me to bring her, and I could hear the fear in her voice.” Allie was clearly upset as she spoke. “She said that she’d gone to the bathroom and it was like she was having a really heavy period day. We quickly paid and I drove her straight here.” 

Dean’s heart sank as she spoke. He looked to Benny and they shared a look. Benny’s was harsh, while Dean’s was scared. “Can I talk to you outside for a minute?” He asked Allie, helping her stand up. “We’ll be right back.” He told the guys, who all looked extremely worried. 

Once outside, Dean ran a hand over his face. “What’s going on? What did you need to talk about?” Allie asked, watching her husband pace off to the side. 

When he looked at her, she saw the way his eyes were watering. “Please just let me get this out and don’t say anything just yet.” He all but pleaded. She nodded, a confused look on her face. “I was attracted to Y/N from day one. As soon as she came in for that interview.” He started, swallowing. “She had no idea we’re married, let me tell you that right now. She knew I had kids, but I don’t wear a ring, and you never came up.” He hated the look that was taking over her face. “A couple weeks after she started working there, I asked her to stay late. I got us dinner and we slept together.” Dean felt like he’d be sick as he saw the heartbreak take over Allie’s face. “We kept having little dates and sleeping together until the day you came in to get me for lunch. She had planned to talk to me that night, and instead she tore into me.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I honestly expected her to hit me, but seeing her cry was worse. I asked her to stay at the shop. The guys clearly love her. I told her we’d stop sleeping together, and honestly she made the shop brighter. She told me…” He took a deep breath. “She told me that unless I’m a deadbeat I’d still be seeing her. She quit on the spot. A couple weeks later she texted saying she hadn’t even had an interview, and asked if she could come back to work until she found another job. I agreed. She’s been all but cold to me since. She’s been worried about you wanting to be friends because of everything. She didn’t want to tell you she wouldn’t go to lunches because she didn’t want you thinking that she didn’t like you. I’m guessing she spent all morning worried. She made it clear it was my job to be honest with you.” He was now crying. “I’m sorry.” 

Allie stared at him. “Not only did you cheat on me, you led another woman on, you got her pregnant, and you couldn’t even come clean?” She glared at him. While she was upset you hadn’t been honest with her, she could understand feeling that it was Dean’s place. She would be talking to you once they were sure you were okay. 

He nodded. “Yeah.” He breathed. 

“Do the guys know? Do your parents know?!” 

“The guys do. The first day after she quit they brought her soup, crackers, and tea. They showed up at her place thinking that she was sick. She was honest with them.” He explained. “My parents don’t know.” God his mom was going to be so disappointed. 

She took a deep breath, calming herself. “I cannot believe you.” She seethed. “Ten years together, and you threw it all away. While I’m pregnant.” Her heart was broken. “I’m going to sit with the guys, because I want to make sure she’s okay. But we will be having a talk when we get home tonight about what’s going on. Your parents have the kids and I’ll be asking them to keep them overnight. They don’t need to hear why a lying, cheating asshole their father is.” She turned to head back inside. 

No one said anything as they came back inside, but Benny looked at his phone when he heard it go off. You were texting him. Hope work is going okay. Did you not think Allie would tell them about you lying in the hospital right then? 

Baby, the shop closed for the afternoon. Me, Allie, Dean, Garth, and Cas as sitting in the waiting room. We’re not going anywhere until we know you’re okay. He quickly sent back. He could tell that Dean likely told Allie the truth, but didn’t want you stressing over that right at the moment. Want me to ask if I can come back to keep you company? He offered. 

Please. It’s lonely. And cold. 

Getting up, he went to the nurses station. “Excuse me, ma’am?” He greeted the older nurse. “My cher is back there. She texted me she wants me back there. She’s scared, and alone. Can I please go sit with her?” 

She gave him a soft look. “What’s her name, sweetpea?” She asked. 

“Y/N Y/L/N.” He told her, hopeful. 

Turning, she caught the attention of another nurse. “Can you watch the desk while I bring this gentleman to his girlfriend?” 

“Of course.” He agreed, moving to take her place. 

“Follow me.” She told him. 

Dean sighed as he watched Benny be led to the back. While he understood why you’d want Benny with you, part of him felt that he should be the one back there. Afterall, it was his baby. Sitting back, he leaned his head against the wall. 

“I’m going to get something from the vending machine. Do you need anything, Allie?” Garth asked as he stood up. “Water or a snack?” 

She gave him a small smile. “Water, please.” She told him. “Thank you.” 

With a nod, he made his way to where the vending machines were. He was wondering how long you’d be back there, and if you’d be okay. Had anyone called your mom? He certainly didn’t have your number, but was she your emergency contact at work? Would Dean call her, even if the emergency had nothing to do with work?

“Hey there, cher.” Benny’s voice was soft as he made his way to you. Instantly, he was sitting on the side of the bed, holding you. 

“Thank you for coming back here.” You held him close. “Hopefully you being back here will make time not drag on so slowly. It feels like I’ve been in here for hours upon hours.” 

He kissed the top of your head as he rubbed your back. “Any news yet?” 

You shook your head and sighed. “I have no idea what’s going on.” You hated this so much. 

“Can I stay with you tonight? I want to make sure you’re okay.” 

“Yeah, I think I’ll need that.” You moved a bit to the side so he could sit next to you and hold you. 

“Baby, it’s been like 5 hours. Why don’t you go get some dinner. You need to eat.” Dean told Allie. “If we find anything out I’ll call you.” He promised. He knew that she was worried. 

Just as she was about to give in, you and Benny came out from the back. His fingers were gently laced with yours. You looked away from Dean to the others. “You didn’t need to stay here all afternoon.” You told them. “You have lives.” 

Cas got up to go hug you. “You are our friend, and we would have been worried either way. This way we were here for you when you came out.” He assured you. 

You hugged him back, giving him a small squeeze. “Benny is ordering dinner, why don’t you guys come over and we can fill you in on what’s going on.”

“Us, too?” Allie asked, hopeful. 

“Sure.” You nodded. “Benny is going to drive me home, though.” You told her. “Can I get my things from your car?” 

“Of course.” She agreed, moving to walk with you. The guys walked a few paces back. While they were glad to see you, they were still worried. “I’m assuming you’ll be staying home tomorrow?” 

You shook your head. “I’m okay to work. I sit at a desk, so the doctor said that’s fine. I do have bills.” 

Allie gave your arm a small squeeze at that. “Can I come see you after work tomorrow? I’d like some girl time.” 

It was obvious she needed to speak with you. “Yeah, sure.” You agreed

Benny ordered Chinese, Cas had made a run for drinks for everyone, Garth went to buy dessert, and while they did that…Allie and Dean were sitting in your living room. As soon as you were home, you’d gone to take a quick shower. You needed that day off of you. You wanted it to be over and done with. 

Finally, everyone was sitting around your living room, plate on their lap. There just wasn’t enough room in your dining room. “So, the baby is fine.” You spoke up, making everyone stare at you like a deer in headlights. “Apparently this is common. As long as I’m not in pain I should be okay. I have a follow up with my doctor in a couple weeks. They said the bleeding could stop tomorrow, could be next week. It all depends.” You shrugged, chewing on your lip. 

Dean looked relieved at that, but didn’t say anything. He’d been expecting you to say you’d lost the baby. He wouldn’t have been able to hold back his reaction to that at all. “I’m glad you’re both okay.” Allie told you sincerely. 

“Thank you. I am, too.” You had been terrified the whole time you were back there. “I think part of me will be scared until they’re born, honestly.” You picked at your food. 

“I understand.” She would feel the same way in your shoes. 

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Cas, Garth, and Benny all rushed into the ER waiting room half an hour later. Allie was sitting there, worried. “Baby.” Dean went to her, pulling her into a hug. She was clearly upset. “They wouldn’t let you back there?” 

“I didn’t ask. I wanted to wait out here for you.” She admitted, a tint to her cheeks. “I should have asked if I could go with her so she isn’t alone.” 

He rubbed her back as the others sat down. “It’s okay. I’m sure she understands.” He said softly. “What happened anyway? You didn’t say, just that you needed to bring her to the hospital.” 

“We were enjoying lunch, and she excused herself to go to the bathroom.” She began. “She came back, looking pale. She didn’t look good. I thought maybe she’d been sick. It happens sometimes. It just sneaks up on you.” Which he would know by now. “She asked me to bring her, and I could hear the fear in her voice.” Allie was clearly upset as she spoke. “She said that she’d gone to the bathroom and it was like she was having a really heavy period day. We quickly paid and I drove her straight here.” 

Dean’s heart sank as she spoke. He looked to Benny and they shared a look. Benny’s was harsh, while Dean’s was scared. “Can I talk to you outside for a minute?” He asked Allie, helping her stand up. “We’ll be right back.” He told the guys, who all looked extremely worried. 

Once outside, Dean ran a hand over his face. “What’s going on? What did you need to talk about?” Allie asked, watching her husband pace off to the side. 

When he looked at her, she saw the way his eyes were watering. “Please just let me get this out and don’t say anything just yet.” He all but pleaded. She nodded, a confused look on her face. “I was attracted to Y/N from day one. As soon as she came in for that interview.” He started, swallowing. “She had no idea we’re married, let me tell you that right now. She knew I had kids, but I don’t wear a ring, and you never came up.” He hated the look that was taking over her face. “A couple weeks after she started working there, I asked her to stay late. I got us dinner and we slept together.” Dean felt like he’d be sick as he saw the heartbreak take over Allie’s face. “We kept having little dates and sleeping together until the day you came in to get me for lunch. She had planned to talk to me that night, and instead she tore into me.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I honestly expected her to hit me, but seeing her cry was worse. I asked her to stay at the shop. The guys clearly love her. I told her we’d stop sleeping together, and honestly she made the shop brighter. She told me…” He took a deep breath. “She told me that unless I’m a deadbeat I’d still be seeing her. She quit on the spot. A couple weeks later she texted saying she hadn’t even had an interview, and asked if she could come back to work until she found another job. I agreed. She’s been all but cold to me since. She’s been worried about you wanting to be friends because of everything. She didn’t want to tell you she wouldn’t go to lunches because she didn’t want you thinking that she didn’t like you. I’m guessing she spent all morning worried. She made it clear it was my job to be honest with you.” He was now crying. “I’m sorry.” 

Allie stared at him. “Not only did you cheat on me, you led another woman on, you got her pregnant, and you couldn’t even come clean?” She glared at him. While she was upset you hadn’t been honest with her, she could understand feeling that it was Dean’s place. She would be talking to you once they were sure you were okay. 

He nodded. “Yeah.” He breathed. 

“Do the guys know? Do your parents know?!” 

“The guys do. The first day after she quit they brought her soup, crackers, and tea. They showed up at her place thinking that she was sick. She was honest with them.” He explained. “My parents don’t know.” God his mom was going to be so disappointed. 

She took a deep breath, calming herself. “I cannot believe you.” She seethed. “Ten years together, and you threw it all away. While I’m pregnant.” Her heart was broken. “I’m going to sit with the guys, because I want to make sure she’s okay. But we will be having a talk when we get home tonight about what’s going on. Your parents have the kids and I’ll be asking them to keep them overnight. They don’t need to hear why a lying, cheating asshole their father is.” She turned to head back inside. 

No one said anything as they came back inside, but Benny looked at his phone when he heard it go off. You were texting him. Hope work is going okay. Did you not think Allie would tell them about you lying in the hospital right then? 

Baby, the shop closed for the afternoon. Me, Allie, Dean, Garth, and Cas as sitting in the waiting room. We’re not going anywhere until we know you’re okay. He quickly sent back. He could tell that Dean likely told Allie the truth, but didn’t want you stressing over that right at the moment. Want me to ask if I can come back to keep you company? He offered. 

Please. It’s lonely. And cold. 

Getting up, he went to the nurses station. “Excuse me, ma’am?” He greeted the older nurse. “My cher is back there. She texted me she wants me back there. She’s scared, and alone. Can I please go sit with her?” 

She gave him a soft look. “What’s her name, sweetpea?” She asked. 

“Y/N Y/L/N.” He told her, hopeful. 

Turning, she caught the attention of another nurse. “Can you watch the desk while I bring this gentleman to his girlfriend?” 

“Of course.” He agreed, moving to take her place. 

“Follow me.” She told him. 

Dean sighed as he watched Benny be led to the back. While he understood why you’d want Benny with you, part of him felt that he should be the one back there. Afterall, it was his baby. Sitting back, he leaned his head against the wall. 

“I’m going to get something from the vending machine. Do you need anything, Allie?” Garth asked as he stood up. “Water or a snack?” 

She gave him a small smile. “Water, please.” She told him. “Thank you.” 

With a nod, he made his way to where the vending machines were. He was wondering how long you’d be back there, and if you’d be okay. Had anyone called your mom? He certainly didn’t have your number, but was she your emergency contact at work? Would Dean call her, even if the emergency had nothing to do with work?

“Hey there, cher.” Benny’s voice was soft as he made his way to you. Instantly, he was sitting on the side of the bed, holding you. 

“Thank you for coming back here.” You held him close. “Hopefully you being back here will make time not drag on so slowly. It feels like I’ve been in here for hours upon hours.” 

He kissed the top of your head as he rubbed your back. “Any news yet?” 

You shook your head and sighed. “I have no idea what’s going on.” You hated this so much. 

“Can I stay with you tonight? I want to make sure you’re okay.” 

“Yeah, I think I’ll need that.” You moved a bit to the side so he could sit next to you and hold you. 

“Baby, it’s been like 5 hours. Why don’t you go get some dinner. You need to eat.” Dean told Allie. “If we find anything out I’ll call you.” He promised. He knew that she was worried. 

Just as she was about to give in, you and Benny came out from the back. His fingers were gently laced with yours. You looked away from Dean to the others. “You didn’t need to stay here all afternoon.” You told them. “You have lives.” 

Cas got up to go hug you. “You are our friend, and we would have been worried either way. This way we were here for you when you came out.” He assured you. 

You hugged him back, giving him a small squeeze. “Benny is ordering dinner, why don’t you guys come over and we can fill you in on what’s going on.”

“Us, too?” Allie asked, hopeful. 

“Sure.” You nodded. “Benny is going to drive me home, though.” You told her. “Can I get my things from your car?” 

“Of course.” She agreed, moving to walk with you. The guys walked a few paces back. While they were glad to see you, they were still worried. “I’m assuming you’ll be staying home tomorrow?” 

You shook your head. “I’m okay to work. I sit at a desk, so the doctor said that’s fine. I do have bills.” 

Allie gave your arm a small squeeze at that. “Can I come see you after work tomorrow? I’d like some girl time.” 

It was obvious she needed to speak with you. “Yeah, sure.” You agreed. 

Benny ordered Chinese, Cas had made a run for drinks for everyone, Garth went to buy dessert, and while they did that…Allie and Dean were sitting in your living room. As soon as you were home, you’d gone to take a quick shower. You needed that day off of you. You wanted it to be over and done with. 

Finally, everyone was sitting around your living room, plate on their lap. There just wasn’t enough room in your dining room. “So, the baby is fine.” You spoke up, making everyone stare at you like a deer in headlights. “Apparently this is common. As long as I’m not in pain I should be okay. I have a follow up with my doctor in a couple weeks. They said the bleeding could stop tomorrow, could be next week. It all depends.” You shrugged, chewing on your lip. 

Dean looked relieved at that, but didn’t say anything. He’d been expecting you to say you’d lost the baby. He wouldn’t have been able to hold back his reaction to that at all. “I’m glad you’re both okay.” Allie told you sincerely. 

“Thank you. I am, too.” You had been terrified the whole time you were back there. “I think part of me will be scared until they’re born, honestly.” You picked at your food. 

“I understand.” She would feel the same way in your shoes. 

Dean and Allie drove home in their own cars, both of their minds going 100 miles an hour. Dean knew his marriage was over, and he couldn’t blame Allie at all. There was nothing he could do to save things. Allie couldn’t forgive Dean, but could she try to move on? Try to let him earn that trust back? He was an amazing father, and was a good husband- outside of this cheating. She was so torn. 

Once home, Allie slipped off her shoes and went to sit on the couch. Dean quietly followed her, sitting on another couch. He didn’t think she’d want him near her now. “Has there been anyone else?” She asked him. 

“No. No one else.” He answered honestly. “I’ve never wanted to sleep with anyone else.” He didn’t know how the hell that would help, but he said it anyway. 

She chewed her lip, thinking things over. “You know I can’t forgive you for this, right?”

He teared up as he nodded. “I know, and I know I can never make this up to you.” This was it. This was the end of everything. He’d have to move out, only see his kids on the weekends, and one day watch Allie love someone else like she had loved him. He’d probably stay with his parents for a bit while he found a place. His parents would side with Allie, not that he would have expected anything else. He wiped his hand over his face. 

“Can you answer something for me?” 

“Anything. I’m an open book.” 

Taking a deep breath, she readied herself for anything he could say. “First, why her? What made you suddenly decide to cheat on me? You said you’d never wanted to sleep with anyone else.” That was the first big question. 

“There was just something about her. I was drawn to her. I can’t explain it.” He knew that was a weak answer, but he didn’t know what else to say. “I was attracted to her the moment I saw her.” He sagged. 

Allie honestly didn’t know how to take that, so she went to her next question. “Would you have ever told me if she didn’t get pregnant? Did you just not use a condom?” 

He winced at her tone, and her words. “No, and…no.” He groaned. “I was an idiot, I know.” He admitted. “I ruined our lives, and I will never be able to fix things.” His voice cracked as he spoke. 

“Do you love her?”

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[BSTS] Main Story S4 Finale 'Seeking Mission' - EX Chapters

(chapters 4~9)

EX 1

-unei’s office-

kei: Thank you for your efforts in temporarily managing Starless. Because of you the store was able to operate without any major incidents and Saki was retrieved safely.

kasumi: We just helped out where we could, as for running the store that was mostly Yakou’s doing.

yakou: I’m glad I could get through it without any troubles. And I’m especially glad to hear that Saki- san is ok too.

takami: So then, what is it you wanted to talk about?

kei: It’s regarding Haseyama. He has still not yet regained consciousness, so it is not expected he will be discharged from the hospital any time soon. So in the meantime, we will keep this current set up for managing the store and pass around the work to those who are present here.

kasumi: Ah… Is that so. Well, I guess it can’t be helped.

takami: Roger. I will have to discuss it with Kokuyou so he can lend me some time for the business work—

yakou: Please wait a moment! I can’t handle this! Because it was temporary work I managed to get through it but… If things stay as they are then…

takami: Kasumi and I will be helping you with the work. We’ll do what he can to lighten the load for you, Yakou.

yakou: I’m… thankful for that but…

kasumi: Could it be you’re worried about that rumour?

yakou: ……

kei: What rumour do you speak of?

takami: A rumour has been going around that Yakou is the new ‘Acting Owner’ Before long it wasn’t just the cast members passing it around, but the guests caught wind of it too.

yakou: Even though I was just supporting Unei-ken where I could… Honestly it’s way too much pressure, it makes me uncomfortable. If someone were to be the acting owner, I think that Kei is the best choice.

takami: However, in this case, the reason the store didn’t fall into chaos is thanks to those rumours.

yakou: What?

takami: The store has been understaffed, more so than usual. So it’s been an inconvenience to the guests too. However because those things go hand in hand with a store changing its management, instead the guests were very encouraging and supportive. There were many of them that wanted to congratulate you on taking up being the owner.

yakou: Ah…

kasumi: Lots of guests saw you giving it your all on the stage and in the hall. And most importantly you were efficiently able to take control of the situation. So, how did you feel about it Yakou? I understand it must’ve been tough on you though.

yakou: That’s not true… There was merit in doing it, and I learnt a whole lot too.

kei: …Hm. If it’s gone as far as for you to be recognised by the guests then quietly trying to refute the rumours will simply be a hindrance. The actual work shall be divided between Kasumi and Takami, but towards the public Yakou will pose as the acting owner.

yakou: Eh, wait a minute, Kei…!

kei: Is the burden of the title alone simply too much to bear? In that case, I will not force you into anything.

yakou: Ah, no, that’s not what… I understand, if you’re ok with me then I accept.

kei: You can continue to use Haseyama’s room as you please then. It’s a humble privilege.

—end

EX 2

-shrine area-

kei: So this is where you were.

gui: Master’s presence is gone. I stopped feeling it right here. I wonder where he went. How is Saki?

kei: She is currently resting in hospital, she should be able to return soon.

gui: I see. 

gui: …….

kei: Do you plan to just keep standing here like that?

gui: I don’t know which way I should go. Master didn’t take me with him. Even if I wait at Starless, will he not come back for me? I… What should I do now?

kei: That is something that you have to decide for yourself.

gui: I…

gui: …….

kei: What is it that you want to do? What is it that you desire? These are the questions that you should ask yourself.

gui: …….

gui: I need to learn what it means to have a heart. The reason Master didn’t take me with him is because I didn’t understand it.

kei: Is that what you’ve decided you should do? Then, is there anything that you desire? Something that you wish to accomplish.

gui: …I want to protect Saki. I wasn’t able to this time despite deciding that I would. Next time, I will protect her.

kei: Both the things you want to do are at Starless. Let us return there, Gui. Next time we will protect Saki for sure. If you stay with her, I’m sure one day you will come to understand what a heart is.

gui: …Understood.

—end

EX 3

-hallway-

hari: Yakou, are you heading home now? It’s quite late.

yakou: Oh Hari, were you off practicing by yourself?

hari: Yes, I want to get back into the swing of things. I tried to make time for myself to practice during the search too, but as expected it wasn’t enough.

yakou: I know how you feel. I also wanted to be more skillful…

hari: Did you not do a good job in handling the store?

yakou: No, not at all. It was just one problem after the other. It was nothing but unexpected things, so it was confusing.

hari: Running into problems is inevitable. What matters is whether you can handle them or not. Getting through it without any major failure is more than enough.

yakou: Well there was also the fact that I thought it was just temporary, so I was able to hang in there. However it seems Owner won’t be leaving the hospital anytime soon, so the way we are managing things will stay the same for the time being.

hari: Is that so?

yakou: Before I knew it the title of ‘Acting Owner’ had fallen upon my shoulders… What am I meant to do now… I feel so much pressure.

hari: That is a precious chance that you should look at positively.

yakou: Huh? Chance?

hari: It’s a rare experience to get to manage a single store as its acting owner. I’m sure it will prove useful for you in the future if you ever choose to go independent or start your own business.

yakou: My own… business?

hari: Yes, that is how I would think of it if given the chance. The greater the pressure, the greater what you gain from it will be.

yakou: …….

hari: I should be getting back to practicing. Good luck with being our acting owner.

yakou: Ah, yeah.

-yakou walks outside, front of starless, night time-

yakou: My own business huh…

iwami: —Yo, just the person I wanted to see.

yakou: What?

iwami: You’re Yakou right? I hear you’ve become Starless’ acting owner.

yakou: Yeah, that’s how it is…

iwami: My name’s Iwami, I was the previous owner of Starless.

yakou: Previous owner…?

iwami: Yes, before the store was moved to here I used to manage it. A lot happened and I had to leave, but I’ve recently returned.

yakou: …What business do you have with me?

iwami: No need to be so tense, I ain’t gonna hurt you. I’m simply worried about the store. There are a few cast members there that I brought in after all. Haseyama and I couldn’t see eye to eye but… I hope that we will be able to get along.

yakou: I am simply a substitute. I am not the official owner.

iwami: I hear he won’t be coming back very quickly. It was in the chest wasn’t it? Where he got shot.

yakou: Huh…!?

iwami: It’s unbelievable that he got shot inside the store itself, ain’t it? You just never know when misfortune may fall upon you.

yakou: …How do you know about that?

iwami: I simply happen to have a lot of various contacts. It’s going to be rough for you from now on, isn’t it? If you ever need assistance with anything, feel free to contact me.

yakou: ……

iwami: Oh right, one more thing. If Starless really is precious to you, then don’t put your faith in Kei too much. What he values is different to you. Well then, cya.

-iwami leaves-

yakou: What the heck's up with that guy…

—end

[dreamwritesimagines]

Twisted 28 - Sunlight [Spencer Reid x Reader]

A.N.: Thank you so much for your wonderful support my loves! Here’s the next chapter, I hope you will like it as well, and please let me know what you think of it! ❤❤ Ily, kisses! ❤❤❤

Series Masterlist

Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, drinking, smoking, hospitals, medicine.

Word Count: 4400

Summary: Survival makes people stronger.

Everyone’s voices were so muffled that for a moment it felt as if you were under water. It came and went just like the warmth, just like the comfort—

One moment there, the other moment far away, and anytime you tried to reach through that haze, you were pushed back into the numbness.

You could swear at some point your father was there too. You were still at the cabin, in that dress, sitting across from him by the chessboard, and then back at the weekend house where your sister was chasing you around the piano, your mother calling out for you to stop running, then someone pushing you into the lake by the cabin before it changed again and your father handed you a knife.

If this is hell, I’d like to talk to the manager.

But eventually, it all came back to you. There was this heaviness on your hand, your chest and ribs hurt terribly and your forehead kept stinging as you tried to open your eyes to meet the bright lights of the hospital room.

Ah. You weren’t in the woods anymore.

You had made it after all.

The constant beeping of the machine caught your attention for a moment before you looked down to see Spencer’s head resting on your hand, his fingers entwined with yours. Your mother was by the couch, her eyes fixed on the ceiling with a crumpled tissue in her hand and Mina was resting her head on her shoulder.

“Mom?” you rasped out and your mother’s eyes whipped to yours, Mina sat up and Spencer’s head shot up.

“Oh thank God!” your mother jumped out of her seat to come to your beside and pressed a kiss on top of your head, making you wince. “Oh thank God you’re okay…”

“Hey,” Mina wiped at her eyes and cleared her throat, “Welcome back brat.”

You smiled and turned to Spencer who was still holding your hand tight, watching you with bloodshot eyes.

“I know,” you said, “No eyeliner right?”

A small sob mixed with laughter rose from his throat and he pressed your hand to his lips, swallowing thickly.

“Hi.”

“Hey professor,” you tried to smile but you were in too much pain to do so, “Is there like…a morphine button or-?”

“I’ll go get the doctor,” Mina rushed out of the room and closed the door behind her, and your mother pulled back.

“How do you feel honey?”

“Like I crawled out of hell,” you said, “Is- is everyone okay?”

“Everyone is fine.”

“Where’s Lily?”

“With Kenzie and Nolan, outside.”

You let out a breath and turned to Spencer.

“You figured it out?” you asked, “The note?”

“Ophelia, yeah,” he sniffled and nodded fervently, “Cabin by the lake, we were on our way there when—” he stopped talking as if remembering it was way too heavy on him and you squeezed his hand.

“How did I….” you looked between them, “Survive? Erica shot me.”

“The helicopter,” your mother said, “We sent it with a medic and a sniper just in case.”

“You sent a helicopter with a medic and a sniper?” you repeated, “Mom, that sounds like a joke.”

“Well I’m glad you find it funny,” your mother wiped at her eyes again, “Because you’re grounded for the rest of your life.”

“Okay,” you shot a look at Spencer, “Ignore this.”

“No, not even your boyfriend can help you right now.”

“They still like you, no worries,” you explained and he shook his head slightly, reaching out to touch your cheek as if trying to prove to himself that you were real.

“I thought—“ he started and blinked back the tears, gritting his teeth and you rubbed your thumb over his hand.

“I’m fine,” you said and lifted your head when the thought hit you, “Wait what happened to Lincoln?”

A shadow crossed Spencer’s eyes and your mother flexed her fingers as if she wanted to throttle someone upon hearing his name.

“That monster is currently handcuffed to a hospital bed,” she said, “But not to worry, we put ten guards in front of his door, and I will make sure to ruin his life myself.”

“He survived?”

“Barely,” Spencer said through his teeth but before he could say anything else, the door opened and a doctor stepped in. Even you could hear Lily’s very loud protests, Kenzie trying to shush her and you smiled slightly before turning to the doctor who was checking the file in her hand.

“Hello Y/N,” she said cheerfully “Nice to see you awake, for a moment you had me worried we wouldn’t get to meet. So, we have head trauma, a bullet wound, broken ribs and blood loss. Were you trying to fill out a bingo of dangerous injuries or…?”

“Go big or go home doc,” you nodded and she raised her brows.

“Should I put in a psychiatric evaluation in here as well then?”

“Yes please,” your mother pinched the bridge of her nose and you heaved a sigh, making a face.

“Pain?”

“A lot.”

“Let’s see what we can do about that,” she said and Spencer stood up.

“Can I see her chart please?” he asked and she took almost taken aback before showing him the chart.

“I’d like to change these two meds,” Spencer said and started listing off his suggestions while you watched him with a smile on your face.

“Spencer,” you said, “Please let the nice and smart lady do her job.”

The doctor grinned at you, “That’s alright. Is there anything you would like to ask me?”

“Two questions. One, when can I go home?”

“We’d like to keep you under observation for a couple of days, depending on how fast your body shows progress to heal.”

“Okay. Can I smoke here?”

“Oh Jesus Christ,” your mother threw her head back, Spencer just stared at you and the doctor blinked a couple of times.

“Since this job taught me never to take any question as hypothetical,” she said, “I’m just going to answer it. No, under absolutely no circumstances are you allowed to smoke here.”

You curled your lips, “It was worth a try.”

“We’ll give you some really good painkillers, don’t worry,” she winked, “I’ll let the rest of your family in and see you later.”  

She walked to the door and opened it, and soon enough Lily rushed inside but as soon as she leaped at you, Kenzie caught her mid-air like a troublesome cat.

“No, what did I say outside?”

“But mama—“

“It’s okay Kenz. Hi bug.”

Kenzie gave you a teary eyed smile and slowly set Lily down, and she hugged her teddy bear before taking a step towards you, nibbling on her lip.

“Does it hurt?” she pointed at the stitches on your forehead and you tilted your head.

“Just a little, sweetie.”

She carefully put the teddy bear beside your bed and grinned at you.

“Mr. Chocolate Chip Cookie will be your friend here,” she patted the teddy bear’s head and you let out a small laugh.

“I really appreciate it bug, thank you,” you said and held the teddy bear in your lap before you turned to Nolan. “Hey man, thanks for the helicopter.”

“Thanks for the almost heart attack,” he replied and fixed his bowtie, “You keep me young with all this panic and adrenaline. Honestly Y/N, never do that to us again, please.”

“I’ll try my best not to get kidnapped by a maniac again,” you stated, “Besides, mom already grounded me so…”

“Good! No jet for you for a while young lady.”

A nurse came in to inject the painkiller into your IV, and you smiled at the sight of your family fondly, then cleared your throat.

“Hey, not that I didn’t miss you guys,” you said, “But um…can I talk to Spencer for a moment?”

Kenzie and Mina exchanged looks and Kenzie lifted Lily up.

“We’ll be right outside,” she said and walked to the door. One by one they left the room and your jaw dropped when you saw Mina squeezing Spencer’s shoulder before she left as well.

“Well, something changed,” you commented and Spencer came to pull a chair next to the bed before he reached out to hold your hand.

“She was the first one to talk to me when we landed,” his voice still didn’t sound so strong and you frowned.

“What did she say?”

“Go there and bring my sister back.” Spencer said and ran a hand over his eyes, “Based on the profile, I thought he’d already—“ he couldn’t even finish that sentence before he kissed the back of your hand, “I thought I lost you.”

“Nah, cigarettes will kill me, not serial killers,” you reached out to push a curl out of his eyes, “I thought you knew that. All looks and no smarts, aren’t you?”

He scoffed a shaky laugh and you licked your lips.

“What happened there?” you asked, “I heard gunshots after Erica shot me, is she—“

“Dead,” Spencer nodded, “She was shot right there.”

You could feel the goosebumps on your skin, “And Lincoln?”

“I was going to kill him,” Spencer said, “If I got there first, I would’ve.”

“Spencer you don’t mean that.”

“I do,” he told you, a dangerous light gleaming in his eyes, “I do mean that.”

You heaved a sigh, now easier thanks to the painkillers, “Yeah well, I guess I know the feeling.”

“Um- the team is outside as well by the way,” he said, “Luke and Garcia has been here the whole night, and I’ve been instructed to tell you, word by word, no amount of pastries will excuse the worry you put them through.”

You grinned, the tired haze of sleep crashing on you, “Ouch, I’ll have to try harder I guess,” you said and yawned, making Spencer smile.

“Rest a little,” he said, “I’ll stay right here, okay?”

You nodded and leaned your head back to the pillows, then closed your eyes.

                                                 ***

You were given the permission to go home after a week because your mother insisted on keeping you there until she was convinced you wouldn’t drop dead all of a sudden. Surprisingly enough, she didn’t raise hell when you told her you would be staying at Spencer’s place for a while, and for once, Mina agreed with you.

You really needed to ask Spencer what had happened while you were gone, in detail.

It was strange, but your sleep was much less disturbed after you had returned from the hospital. When you were in hospital you had just assumed it was because of the meds they had given you, but now, sleeping with Spencer in his bed, there was still no sign of any nightmares.

With you, that was. Spencer was a completely different story.

You still had to be careful because of your ribs and the doctor had told you to be careful with how you slept, so the moment you moved a little in your sleep and felt the pain shooting through you, you made a face and reached for Spencer’s side of the bed only to meet an empty spot. You opened your eyes, and carefully sat up in bed, trying to hear whether there was any noise to signal he was coming back to bed but there was none, so you slipped out of the bed and walked to the living room.

Of course he was there. Cradling a cup with steam coming out of it in his hands, staring into the darkness as if he was lost in his own mind.

“Spencer?” you said softly and he turned his head, snapping out of his thoughts.

“Hey,” he said, trying to smile, “Why are you up?”

“I could ask you the same question,” you tilted your head before you went to sit beside him and he ran a hand through his curls.

“It’s not important.”

“Nightmares?” you asked and he nodded silently.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Maybe later,” he murmured, “How about you? Any pain? Do you need an ice bag?”

You shook your head, “Nah it’s fine,” you said, “It doesn’t hurt that terribly.”

“And your nightmares?”

You shrugged, “No nightmares. I mean—at least not like the earlier ones. Not where I’m turning into him.”

“Trauma works differently in everyone.”

“I don’t think it’s the trauma though,” you said, “I think it’s because…because I know now.”

He raised his brows, his whole attention on you, “What do you mean?”

“It’s not in me,” you said, “It’s just—it’s just not. I don’t think it ever was. My father killed people because it made him feel powerful. It wasn’t like that with me, back at the cabin. It was survival. For me and people I care about, that’s all. It doesn’t make me evil.”

That seemed to pull him out of his thoughts and he smiled.

“No it doesn’t,” he said, “You’ve never been evil. Even when he tried to turn you into that.”

Even your heart felt light, despite the pain in your ribs and your smile widened.

“I know he’s not dead but…”

“He’s locked away. Same difference from now on.”

You paused for a moment, “Speaking of,” you said, “I was thinking I could go and see him for the last time.”

He frowned, “Why?”

“I don’t know. I think it’ll help me put this whole thing behind me.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“I want to see the look on his face when he realizes his small project failed,” you said, “Trust me. There’s no way he can get to me, not anymore.”

He rubbed his thumb over your hand and you leaned back to the back of the couch, still keeping your gaze on his handsome face.

“You don’t have to come with me,” you said, “If it’s too much.”

“It’s not that,” he rasped out, “Officially, I might not be allowed in.”

“Why not?”

“I’m leaving the BAU.”

You blinked a couple of times, gawking at him, then sat up straighter.

“What?”

“I can’t anymore,” he averted his glances from you to look into space, nibbling on his lip, “Y/N, I was out of the city when they called me to tell me you were missing, that you were most probably taken by the copycat. And for the whole time until I found you…” his voice cracked, “Lincoln’s profile, before we even knew that he was Lincoln, it all suggested that he…killed his victims without spending any time with them. I thought—“ he sniffled and cleared his throat, “I can’t do that anymore. Imagining you like all those victims…”

“Spencer, I’m fine.”

“But you weren’t,” he said, barely moving his lips, “Back there.”

Ah. The woods.

“That’s what your nightmare was about?” you asked and he heaved a shaky sigh.

“I couldn’t save you,” he said, “You died there, and I couldn’t do anything, I was too late—“

“Spencer,” you reached out to touch his cheek, “Hey, look at me.”

He turned his head so that his eyes would meet yours and you dragged your fingertips over the slight stubble on his cheek.

“You weren’t too late,” you told him, “And I didn’t die. Okay? I’m right here. Don’t leave the BAU because of me, do it only if you want to. I’ll be with you either way.”

He blinked back the tears and nodded. “I want to,” he whispered, “I can’t anymore, and I want- I want to be here. I’ll just…I’ll focus on teaching, and the team can consult me whenever they need to, but I need to be here.”

“And you’re sure about that? It’s not some…heat of the moment decision?”

“It’s not,” he said, “I’m positive.”

“Alright,” you smiled at him softly, “Okay then. I guess instead of talking about gruesome murders and copycats who were after me, we can be one of those boring, cliché couples who bicker about…I don’t know, dirty dishes in the sink, or how you forgot to put down the toilet seat or-“

“Your hair in the drain.”

“I’m going to pretend like you weren’t waiting for the opportunity to bring that up.”

He let out a teary laugh and wiped at his eyes before he pulled you closer and carefully wrapped his arms around you so as not to hurt your ribs, burying his face into the crook of your neck. You brushed your fingers through his curls, as if trying to prove to him that you were there, that you were alright.

“I love you so much,” the confession left his lips in a whisper and you could feel the burning behind your eyes as you raked your nails over the nape of his neck gently.

“I love you too,” you murmured, “God, you have no idea how much.”

                                                      ***

The BAU, upon your request, fixed a meeting with your father for the next week.

And throughout that week, everyone tried to convince you to change your mind. Your mother had made a whole scene during brunch, telling you that it was as if you liked torturing yourself, but you knew deep down that you had to talk to him for the last time.

Seeing your father after what felt like a life time, especially after everything that you had been through was strange at the very least. You didn’t have any goosebumps, you didn’t have that nervousness messing with your head, you didn’t feel like you were under the threat of being attacked any time, and most of all—

You didn’t feel like he was stronger than you. At all.

You lit a cigarette in the interrogation room, then flipped the cap of the lighter and turned your head when the door opened and your father walked in, chains dangling from his handcuffs wrapped around his ankles. He stared at you for a couple of seconds as if he didn’t expect to see you there and let out a breath.

“Petal…”

“You should sit down,” you said, exhaling the smoke and a guard helped him sit down across from you.

“We’re right outside, miss.”

“Thank you,” you said and watched as he straightened his back, his gaze focused on you.

“You look…” he trailed off and you raised your brows,

“Hm?”

“What did they do to you?”

“Ah I guess your outside source ending up dead gets you a bit behind on the news,” you said, “Erica is dead, Lincoln is never gonna see the sunlight again, and your whole project to turn me into your legacy with the help of them failed terribly.”

“I’d never allow them to harm you like this.”

You rolled your eyes, exhaling the smoke.

“But you fought your way out, didn’t you?” he asked you, “Looks like my training helped you after all. Even if you refuse to see that.”

“Did you seriously think I’d become like you?” you asked back, “Did you think Lincoln would manage to turn me into you?”

“Honey, Lincoln was going to be your companion at best, your first kill at worst.” he said and you clicked your tongue.

“Oh, that was your plan all along?”

“Some part of it, at least. I knew they wouldn’t be able to handle you, but I thought you could decide what to do with them. Could you kill Erica at least?”

“Didn’t get the chance.”

“You should have,” he said, “You would see, Petal.”

You twirled the cigarette between your fingers, staring at him for a couple of seconds.

“I keep thinking,” you mused, “You know what I said to Mina and Kenzie when they first told me they wanted to have a baby?”

He tilted his head, “Hm? What?”

“I asked them if they lost their minds.”

Your father pulled back slightly and you shrugged your shoulders.

“Because I mean… Kenzie’s parents are assholes, and there’s you,” you motioned at him, “Not that anyone else could take the cake on being a messed up parent when you’re in the picture.”

“I take offense to that.”

“I don’t care,” you said, “But then it hit me, back at the hospital. I was looking at this whole mess from the wrong perspective.”

“Which is?”

“They had a point,” you said, “Back then- before all this I mean, I thought when someone decided to have kids, their first priority was to be the perfect parent. That’s stupid, it’s impossible to be the perfect parent, our own parents mess us up in one way or another. But I get it now.”

“You get what?”

“The first step is being better than your own parents, not starting out perfect,” you said, “That’s why every generation is different, we’re all trying to be better than our parents, and some of us actually succeed.”

“And you think you’d be a better parent than me, is that it?”

“Shouldn’t take that much of an effort to be honest.”

“Are you…?” he motioned at you and you scoffed.

“No,” you said, “No, but what happened back there made me think. I’ve been living my whole life so convinced that you messed me up beyond my own control, beyond saving, but that’s not completely true, is it? I mean, just because you’re in my past, doesn’t mean I’ll have to include you in my present.”

“But I am in your present Petal.”

You pursed your lips together, then gestured around you. “Debatable. Nolan is buying this whole place, did you know that?” you asked, “All your guards are on our paychecks, so it should be harder to…use them to contact outside. We control everything that’s happening here, and there’s nothing you can do about that.”

He blinked a couple of times, trying to catch up with your train of thought.

“And you think that will be enough to put me behind you?”

You shook your head, “No, I don’t think it’s that easy,” you confessed, “But it’s a start.”

He moved his hands on the table, the chain rattling.

“I raised you.” he said, “I’m inside your head, whether you like it or not. You’re my legacy—“

“I’m my own legacy, you fucking idiot,” you said with a small chuckle, “That’s who I am. Just because your expectations of me will not leave me, doesn’t mean I’ll let them haunt me.”

“And you think that will be enough.”

“I will never see you again,” you tilted your head, “Should make things easier, to be honest.”

He smiled, “But you already hurt people,” he said “You know how it feels now, don’t you? That fire? Now you know what you’re capable of.”

You thought for a moment.

“Yeah,” you said, “Yeah I do. Now I know that if it ever comes to that point, I’m capable of protecting myself and my family. It doesn’t make me a monster, it makes me a survivor. Me and mom have that in common, after the shit you’ve pulled.”

He stared at you and you took a last drag of your cigarette, then checked your wristwatch.

“Well I should go. You may have all the time in the world, but I actually have a life, so…”

You stubbed your cigarette and walked to the door but as soon as you opened it, he said your name, making you stop.

“You can’t escape from this,” he said, “Even if you never see me again, you still won’t escape, you know that, right? Why do you think I chose you and not your sister? Even when you were a child, you had…something in you. Something dark, something dangerous.”

The idea was very familiar to you. You had been saying the same thing to yourself for many years and hearing it from him for what felt like a hundredth time was supposed to make you feel bad, you knew that. If it were any other time before your kidnapping, before saving yourself in that cabin, before surviving everything your father and his followers had put you through, it would probably have more effect on you.

The last time he had done that, you had ended up in the stairs, shaking until Spencer had found you.

But it wasn’t that time.

It was as if something had clicked inside your head after everything, and your father’s words held no strength in them.

“Come on honey,” he told you, “Some people are just born twisted.”

A small smile pulled at your lips and you raised your brows, looking at him for a couple of seconds, etching the sight of him in chains into your memory.

“Maybe,” you said and took a step towards him, opening your cigarette case to pull out the small jasmine flower out of it, then put it on the table, eyes locked to his before you leaned in slightly.

“But I wasn’t.”

With that, you turned around and walked out of the interrogation room for the last time, ignoring the way he was yelling your name. Your smile widened as you made your way out of the building, your heels echoing in the halls before you stepped out, the fresh air filling your lungs.

“Hey,” Spencer greeted you, leaning back to your car and reached out so that you could step into his embrace as he pushed your hair out of your face, “How did it go?”

“As expected,” you stood on your tiptoes to press a kiss on his lips and he heaved a sigh.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you said “Yeah I feel like…he’s gone. He’s gone, I’m here and I’m free and I know myself now. I finally woke up from that nightmare, for good.”

He smiled and brushed his lips against yours, “That’s a good start,” he commented, “What do you want to do now?”

“I’m open to suggestions,” you said and he tilted his head before he held up your keys.

“What do you say we drive away and never return here?”

You let out a small giggle and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I like that idea,” you said, “Let’s drive away and never return.”

Chapter 29 

[ericspinkhair]

unexpectedly becoming a sugar baby

pairing: ceo!sunwoo x fem!reader

word count: 3.4k

synopsis: reader is desperate for money so she has sex with her boss

warnings: lots of oral and fingering, use of vibrator in public , office sex, sex for money

a/n: wrote this yesterday instead of studying for my final. the exam went well tho :) also please send in requests!!!

masterlist + requests

to say you were desperate would be an understatement. today you had received an eviction notice that stated that you had exactly 30 days to either pay back all the money you owed your landlord or leave your apartment.

due to your mother's illness you had to pay for all her medical bills. your father hadn't been in the picture for a long time so you alone were responsible for your mother's health. you couldn't just let her die. but because of all these costs you hadn't been able to pay your rent and now you were on the verge of homelessness.

never in a lifetime did you imagine that you would be begging someone for help. you felt so helpless that you honestly didn't really care how you got the money.

you decided to ask your boss for a raise and were prepared to work your ass off in order to get it.

mr. kim's office was on the fourth floor of the company, one you barely had ever been to. normal employees were usually only to be found on the lower floors so taking the elevator up felt wrong.

you were determined, however, to not let your pride get in the way. the money was more important than how you felt.

you knocked on the door twice. as if to make you feel even more nervous, it seemed like mr. kim waited extra long to respond.

when you entered he was sitting behind his desk. he didn't even look up at you so you just stood there awkwardly, unsure what to do.

'why don't you just sit?' he finally asked annoyed and closed his laptop.

you quickly took a seat and tried to put up a professional front.

'what can I do for you, um…' 'y/n,' you helped him out. 'right, y/n. what can I do for you?' he asked.

'I would like to ask for a raise, sir. you see, I am usually the first employee to enter the building and also most of the time the last one to leave. I do my work reliably and deliver solid results. my coworkers are pleased with me and we also get along well. I think I contribute a lot to this company and wanted to ask whether it would be possible to raise my pay.' you really tried to not make it seem like you had simply memorized all of this and forced yourself to speak slowly but firmly while looking him in the eyes.

mr. kim didn't respond at first but opened his laptop.

'to my understanding you have been working here for a very long time already. your pay is already the highest it can get. there is no way for me to raise it because there is no room for improvement.' he sighed and waited for your reaction.

you started sweating. this wasn't going as planned. you hadn't known that you were already receiving the highest pay. you were barely able to afford food with your current money.

'please, sir. I will do anything you ask of me. I don't care how many extra hours I'd have to work. I can do it. I promise. please give me a chance,' you begged him.

he was intrigued by you. why were you so desperate for the money?

'first, why don't you tell me why you are so keen on a raise?'

was your boss even allowed to ask you such personal questions? you answered anyway.

'my mother has cancer. I am the only person paying for her medical expenses and the treatments are all very expensive. I am about to get evicted because I cannot pay my rent.'

he seemed to be deep in thought. his gaze on you was intense.

your heart skipped a beat when he placed his hand on yours.

'y/n, I'm extremely sorry that you have to deal with all of this. I wouldn't want anyone to have to experience the same thing. believe me when I tell you that I want to help you. you know what? come back tomorrow. I have an idea how I might be able to help but I need to think about it further. would that be alright for you?'

it felt like a huge weight was lifted off your shoulders. you didn't care about what you had to do. you stood up, bowed deeply and thanked him over and over.

he let out a deep chuckle. you were cute.

the next day you came back again in the afternoon. this time he answered the door quicker and his attention was focused on you from the start. the energy felt much different than the day before. he seemed excited and was smiling at you. this had to mean good news, right? he shook your hand and pressed firmly while looking you deep in the eyes.

'y/n, I came up with an idea to help you. but it is less conventional and it depends on how much you are willing to do.'

'mr. kim, I will do anything,' you assured him. the smirk he flashed you threw you off guard.

'okay then. first, I'd prefer it if you called me sunwoo as we'll be seeing more of each other if you were to agree.'

this lowkey felt like crossing some boundaries but you wanted to please him.

you nodded eagerly. 'okay, sunwoo it is.'

'so my idea is that there are certain things you can do to earn money. I will pay for everything with my own savings and you will receive it in cash. we will start off easy and over time I'll add new tasks. of course, you have the freedom to choose whether you want to do them or not. that is completely up to you.'

the look of confusion on your face must have told him you didn't fully understand.

'it's hard to explain. I'd rather you figure it out by trying it. since today is friday, the task I'll give you is for monday. I would like to choose an outfit for you. I'll send it to your apartment and you have to wear exactly what is inside the box. if you were to do this I'd give you $20 cash.'

that was a weird request. why would he want to decide what you were wearing? did he not like your outfit? did you look disgusting?

'let me get this straight. you pick an outfit for me and if I decide to wear it I get money?' you ask him to see if you had understood correctly.

'exactly. that doesn't seem so bad, right?' you shook your head. it was whatever.

'that's great. you'll receive your outfit and I can't wait to see you in it on monday.' you didn't know if you were imagining it but it seemed like he was eyeing your body. h god, he definitely didn't like what you were wearing.

$20 wasn't much but still more than nothing. and apparently the other tasks would be worth more. guess you had to start somewhere. with the money you could at least afford something to eat.

you say goodbye and continued with work until it was time to leave.

you waited anxiously all weekend for the clothes. sunday you decided to go for a walk and when you opened your door you almost tripped over a package.

on monday morning you tried on the outfit sunwoo had picked out for you.

the white blouse was a bit see through and a bit too tight around the boob area but looked neat otherwise. the black skirt hugged your curves perfectly and made you look quite sexy in your opinion. he even picked out a bra, underwear, stockings and high heels for you. the note he had left clearly stated to wear exactly and only what was in the box. so you did.

you usually wore something more simple and loose but you didn't feel too uncomfortable in this look.

when you entered his office his eyes lit up.

'I'm glad you wore this. it looks very good on you.'

you were sure you blushed a bit at his words. you weren't really used to receiving compliments from men.

'I like it too,' you admit. sunwoo smiled contentedly.

'so would you like to do the same tomorrow? I'll send you another outfit,' he asked you.

this one wasn't bad at all so you agreed. he handed you $20. when you stood up and walked out the door he couldn't stop admiring the way your butt looked in the skirt. tomorrow was going to be even better.

the blouse was almost the same one. however, this time the skirt was a lot shorter. it ended at the middle of your thighs. but that wasn't even the weirdest thing. this time he had forgotten to send you panties.

you felt very unsure what to do. the note clearly stated to only wear what was in the box.

you sighed and pulled down the skirt as much as you could. this would have to do. as long as you were just sitting, everything would be fine.

you went about your day and some time in the afternoon you were called into sunwoo's office.

you were wondering whether or not to tell him about the missing underwear but decided to keep your mouth closed. panties didn't seem to be a topic to talk about with your boss.

'today, I want to offer you an additional task. you will receive your $20 dollars for sure and you can make another 30 by cleaning my office. what do you think?' he proposed to you.

that would be $50 in total. you needed all the money you could get.

'of course. just tell me what to clean and I will be happy to help.'

everything was going according to sunwoo's plan. he was excited and told you you could start by dusting the shelves.

your eagerness was cute and he watched you out of the corner of his eyes.

some of the shelves were higher up so you had to stretch to be able to reach them. when you did your skirt rolled up higher and he was able to see the just the outline of your butt cheeks. he unconsciously licked his lips.

for the rest of the week you continued these two tasks. but you noticed that the underwear kept on missing and the skirts also progressively became shorter.

this was a struggle when you were cleaning and organizing his office. you were aware of your skirt rolling up and you were hoping that sunwoo wouldn't notice.

of course he did. that had been his intention all along. when you bent down he could sometimes get a glance at your pretty pussy. he couldn't help but get hard at the sight of this and palmed his bulge through his pants.

in one week you had received $220. you would have been more happy if you hadn't gotten another bill from the hospital asking you for another $1200. the health care system was simply fucked up. whatever the next tasks were, you had to do them.

on monday you were cleaning his office again. you wanted to pick up some files but you struggled reaching them from the highest shelf. you felt your skirt roll up again.

'wait. I'll help you,' sunwoo announced and walked over.

you gasped as you felt something hard poke your thigh as he stood behind you to reach for the files. when he took a step back you saw the clear outlines of his hardened cock.

unable to hide your surprise, sunwoo laughed.

'this is all your doing.' so he did notice your skirt roll up. wait. had he given you these clothes with this in mind?

'do you want to touch it?' he asked.

you just blinked at him. what? were you perhaps still dreaming? it was possible that you were having a wet dream about your boss. sunwoo was very handsome and you had to be blind not to notice.

'if you help me get rid of it, I'll promise you $100.' he knew you were thinking hard. you couldn't keep your eyes off his bulge, clearly not sure what to think of this.

this was against all the work protocols but you would kid yourself if you said that you didn't want to. not only was he very attractive but you'd do a lot for a mere $100.

you reached for his belt. sunwoo smirked; he had won.

you pulled his pants down and were immediately greeted with his veiny cock.

'you aren't the only one not wearing any underwear, my dear y/n.'

so that had been intentional. interesting. you realized you must have been very naive to have believed that he had simply forgotten to put panties in the boxes.

you started by rubbing the tip softly with your thumb. it was pretty and pink and already leakined pre-cum.

you felt strangely good about having this kind of effect on someone. with a few pumps his dick was completely hard.

sunwoo propped his hands on the desk behind him and leaned back in bliss.

deep moans were escaping his beautifully luscious lips while you were pleasuring him with your hands.

you decided to put your left hand you use as well by massaging his balls.

'fuck! when did you learn to do this so well?' sunwoo groaned.

during high school you had had a lot of sex. it made you feel good and you enjoyed it. now your experience turned out to be lifesaving to you. well, he'd probably pay you even if you weren't as mind blowing.

'hmm, practice,' you simply state.

'if this is already so good I wonder what your mouth can do, baby girl.' being called that aroused you way more than expected. this was so exciting.

'I'll give you another $100 if you suck me off.'

before sunwoo knew it you had already wrapped your lips around his cock. you skillfully bobbed your head up and down. when you looked up at him with big eyes he swore he was about to explode.

with most of the dick in your mouth your other hand was continuing to knead his balls.

he was coming close quickly and grabbed your hair so you would stay still.

he proceeded to fuck your mouth harshly. you felt spit running down the sides of your lips and tears escaping your eyes as he buried his cock deep in your mouth. you tried to relax in order to deep-throat him properly.

he came hard and emptied his load in your mouth. to prove a point, you swallowed it and then opened up to show him.

panting hard he said: 'fuck you're just amazing!'

you looked absolutely delicious with your face full of cum. he had a good feeling you were the right person to do this with.

you licked off some of the white liquid from your lips and smirked at him.

this was definitely not what you had expected what you would be doing but you weren't one to complain.

sunwoo quickly disappeared to search for some paper towels to clean your face. his employees couldn't see you like this.

after your face was clean again he handed you $250. 'you deserve it.' 'thanks.'

he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and leaned closer. 'maybe we can do more tomorrow.' ooh, sounds exciting.

'then I'll look forward to seeing you.' with a wink you left.

you wondered how much money you would get for some sexy time with your boss.

the next morning, you couldn't fully button up the blouse he had sent you. the top buttons had to be left open and a lot of cleavage was visible. this horndog!

this time you actually received some underwear but only for a special reason. you found a pink mini vibrator in the box as well.

so you were walking around with a vibrating stick up your pussy. you didn't want to come in front of your co-workers so you turned it off whenever you got too close and waited to calm down.

'did you have fun today?' was the first thing sunwoo said to you.

you laughed ironically. 'I had so much fun pretending I wasn't being masturbating in front of everyone…'

he made you turn around and lifted up your skirt. the outline of the vibrator was visible and he could see your panties shaking.

with one quick move he pulled your underwear down and took the vibrator to turn it off. it came out with a wet plop and juices were running down your thighs.

sunwoo surprised you by sucking on the wet vibrator.

'sit on the desk,' he commanded you.

you did as you were told and sunwoo spread your legs wide apart.

he inserted his index and middle finger which slipped in with ease. your pussy made wet noises as he pushed them in and out of you.

finally having privacy you allowed yourself to make sounds. he made intense eye contact while fingering you, loving the way your face was scrunched up in pleasure.

you wrapped your arms around his neck and started kissing him. his tongue easily won the fight over dominance and started exploring your mouth.

you two were basically just sucking each others faces off until he broke off the kiss and lowered his body. he attached his mouth to your clit and started sucking. you pulled at his hair in pleasure and had a hard time controlling your breathing. damn, he was skilled at this as well.

when he felt you clenching around his fingers he withdrew them and you let out a disappointed noise of protest.

'don't worry. you'll have more soon.', he laughed at you. he quickly took off his pants and pulled you off the desk. he turned you around so your ass was facing him.

he started rubbing his thick cock between your ass cheeks and coated it in your juices. every time he got into contact with your tense pussy a shudder overcame your body.

he lifted your leg and placed your foot on the table. the angle from when he thrusted into you from behind was just perfect.

sunwoo attached his lips onto your neck and started leaving hickeys there. at the same time he was kneading your breast through your shirt.

he had barely ever felt such a perfect pussy around his cock. the way you took him in seemed too good to be true.

while his dick was still inside you, he lifted you up and placed you on all fours on the floor.

he grabbed your hips so tightly that he left red marks on them. at this point, he was just uncontrollably slamming into you while you were losing your mind. you were screaming his name loudly, glad that you knew no one could hear you.

as you could feel both of you getting close, he pulled your upper body up to his chest and wrapped one hand around your neck.

the pressure he applied was just enough for you to see stars but not enough for it to be unpleasant.

the lack of oxygen stimulated your senses even more and while repeatedly screaming out sunwoo's name you finally came hard on his dick.

with a few more thrusts, sunwoo's hips started stuttering as well and he shot his load into you. while riding out your highs he was just fucking his cum right back into you.

when he finally pulled out, a pool of his semen started dripping out of you. you suddenly felt so empty. his thick cock had filled you up so good that you were already missing it.

while you were still catching your breath on the floor, sunwoo had gone to get paper towels.

when he came back, however, he seemed hectic.

'I'm so sorry. there has been an emergency and I need to leave right now. I'll leave these here as well as the money.' he placed everything on the desk and walked back to the door.

he turned around one last time. 'I hope we can do this again.' he smiled at you.

you later saw that he had left you $750.

kind of becoming a sugar baby had never been your plan but you didn't mind it. if only the circumstances had been better.

[cobrakaisb]

tulips

(this gif has nothing to do with the imagine, but i love it so here it is)

summary: you’ve had a crush on miguel since he first came to west valley high, but you never worked up the courage to say anything to him, until he wakes up from his coma. 

word count: 1,708 words

you walked into the hospital, a bouquet of red tulips in your hand. “hi. i’m looking for miguel diaz,” you said to the receptionist. “are you family?” she asked politely. “um no, but i-” you began but the woman cut you off. “i’m sorry but only family is allowed in right now,” she said. you frowned at her words, looking sadly at the tulips and card in your hand. you were about to leave when someone from behind you said, “no, no she’s with me.” 

you looked over to see a beautiful woman with curly black hair. the receptionist smiled at the two of you, gesturing for the two of you to go ahead in. “thanks for helping me out back there,” you said once the two of you were in the elevator. “oh of course! i’m sure miguel would want his girlfriend to come and see him anyways,” she said, placing a hand on your shoulder. “oh um we aren’t-” you started, but you were cut off by the elevator doors opening. 

sure you liked miguel, and you’ve had a crush on him for awhile now, but miguel didn’t even know who you were, let alone know about your crush. when you had decided to bring miguel flowers and a card today, you weren’t expecting to meet his mother, and you definitely weren’t expecting her to call you miguel’s girlfriend. you weren’t really sure what to say to ms. diaz as she led you into miguel’s hospital room. standing over him was an older woman, who was talking to him in spanish. ms. diaz said something to the older woman that you didn’t understand, but they both looked at you with bright smiles after that. “we’ll leave you two alone. he can hear everything you say,” she said before the two of them left the room. 

you stood there awkwardly for a moment, eyes glancing over the many cuts and bruises that adorned miguel’s body. you gently traced the top of his hand with your finger tips, before pulling away. “what am i even doing here?” you mumbled, looking down at the tulips and card in your hand. “you don’t even know me,” you said looking at miguel. you stayed silent for a few minutes, debating on whether or not you should just leave and never come back. 

you were about to walk out of the room, gifts still in hand when miguel’s grandmother entered. she placed a comforting hand on your back, guiding you over to miguel’s hospital bed. she didn’t say anything to you as she grabbed the tulips and put them in a vase on his bedside table along with your card. she smiled at you, gesturing to miguel. you nodded your head, smiling softly at her, as she left the room, satisfied at the outcome of the unspoken conversation.    

you took a deep breath before talking to him, “hey miguel. it’s um y/n, we have math and ela together. originally i was just stopping by to drop off some flowers. red tulips, they’re my favorite flower, so i thought you would like them. um your mom saw me downstairs, talking to the receptionist, and she told me to come up with her. i’m pretty sure she thinks i’m your girlfriend, but don’t worry i’ll tell her we aren’t together. anyways i better go now, but keep fighting okay?” you rambled. you looked at miguel one more time before leaving his room. 

you never did end up telling ms. diaz, who insisted that you call her carmen, and yaya that you and miguel weren’t together. every time you tried the two would just laugh and say that there was no need for you to feel shy about your relationship with miguel. Despite everything, you still ended up coming to visit miguel every other day, bringing a new bouquet of tulips when needed, which is how miguel found out about you when he woke up from his coma.    

“miguel your friend demetri, i think, dropped off this comic book for you,” carmen said as she walked into his hospital room. miguel looked up from the card he was reading, nodding at his mother’s words. She put the book on his bedside table with his many other gifts, looking over at the vase of tulips from your last visit a few days ago. “aw these flowers are getting old,” carmen noted and miguel nodded in agreement. “yeah. thanks for bringing those by the way. they really help brighten up the room,” he said. 

carmen only smiled at the boy, shaking her head. “i didn’t bring them, your girlfriend did,” she answered. miguel’s eyebrows furrowed at her statement because last time he checked, he didn’t have a girlfriend. “she comes in every couple of days to bring you a new bouquet of tulips and talk to you. she’s so sweet,” his mother continued gushing about his so called girlfriend. meanwhile miguel sat wondering who this mystery girl could be. was it sam? maybe even tory? he was about to ask his mother but he was interrupted by the nurse’s arrival. 

it's been a couple of days since your last visit with miguel. you had some school work to catch up on, but you were able to come today, bringing a new bouquet of tulips and a tupperware container of brownies for carmen and yaya with you. “hey miguel i-” you started, but you stopped at the sight of miguel sitting up watching tv. his eyes instantly turned to you and you blushed at his intense stare. “oh uh hi miguel, i didn’t know you were awake,” you said awkwardly, shuffling your feet. miguel just stared at you quietly, unsure as to why you were here since the two of you never really talked. “um i’m y/n. we have math and ela together. anyways i just brought some new tulips and some brownies for your mom and yaya,” you explained, walking into his room. 

miguel slowly began to put the pieces together. you were his ‘girlfriend’. you sat behind him in math and ela, but he’s talked to you a few times while doing group work. just from those conversations he knew that you were extremely smart, caring, and sweet. honestly he wasn’t surprised to see that you were the one visiting him because it just seemed so in character for you. 

miguel didn’t say anything, so you just smiled at him before fully entering the room. you moved to replace the tulips, and set the brownies down on his table. “so you’re the one who’s been bringing me flowers?” miguel asked, and you nodded your head shyly. “that means you’re also my mystery girlfriend,” he continued, a cocky smile on his face as your blush made another appearance. “oh right about that,” you started but you were interrupted by carmen and yaya. “y/n! there you are! we were starting to worry about you!” carmen exclaimed and you were pulled into a tight hug by her and yaya. 

you ended up staying to visit miguel for a couple of hours, and miguel would be lying if he said that he wasn’t sad to see you leave. out of everyone who came to visit him so far, you were the only person who hadn’t brought up the accident. instead you told him about what was going on at school and the latest gossip. in fact that’s what you were doing right now, a couple days later. 

“so becky’s single now,” you explained and miguel nodded his head in understanding. “speaking of being single and relationships, why do my mom and yaya think you’re my girlfriend?” miguel asked curiously. “i’m not sure why they think i’m your girlfriend, but i understand why it can come off that way,” you started and miguel just raised his eyebrows at your words, a silent plea for you to continue. “oh don’t give me that look. why else would some random girl show up to the hospital with a bouquet of flowers?” you asked, and miguel chuckled at your words. “so that answers why they think we’re together. i guess i’m just confused as to why you came to see me in the first place?” miguel asked, looking at you with his brown puppy dog eyes. 

you were silent for a moment, debating on whether or not to tell miguel about your feelings. ultimately you decided that you owed him that much, as an explanation. “look miguel, i like you a lot. i have since the first day you walked into west valley high. but then you joined cobra kai and got popular, and well i’m not, so i never said anything. when the whole fight at the school happened i watched as you fell from the stairs and i realized that i might have lost my chance with you. so i decided to bring you flowers and a card, which explained everything, but the receptionist wouldn’t let me in. your mom saw me and i guess she thought that i was your girlfriend, so she told me to come with her. then i met yaya and both of them were really excited that you had a girlfriend and i couldn’t-” miguel interrupted your rambling with a gentle kiss on your lips.

of course he had read your card, and he already knew everything that you were telling him, but he wanted to hear you say it. reading your words and hearing them were two different things. both helped him realize that he liked you too, but he just couldn’t put two and two together. sure miguel might have liked sam and tory at one point in his life, but he always liked you, he just didn’t know it, until now. hearing you say that you liked him, was all he needed to validate his feelings for you.   

“i like you too y/n,” he said when you pulled apart. “wait really?” you asked him. “really,” miguel answered, grabbing a hold of your hand. you smiled gently at him as he placed a kiss on your cheek. so the two of you sat there, together, talking about anything and everything. it’s a good thing tulips represent a perfect and deep love. 

[itsnothingofinterest]

Hey, remmeber when I said I was gonna write up some predictions on how the rest of this arc is gonna go down? No? Well that’s fair but I’m doing it anyway.

Be warned, it’s a lot. We’ve got everything from the logical predictions, to the “hey, wouldn’t this be cool?”s. Got a whole lot of ideas I needed out of my head and put on digital paper, and it was a fun way to keep track of what’s going on & where everyone is in a very busy story line.

(Seriously I genuinely didn't know just how many fights are going on until I challenged myself to make theories for all of them. There’s 8.)

And, to start off just so we have a format to work with; I’m gonna start out by predicting that we’re first gonna go through the rounds on each of the roughly eight fronts of this war (including the Kamino battle with Dabi), which will each reach some kind of “conclusion”, usually with the heroes accomplishing something, before we get some kind of switch up and enter into what I’ll call “round 2″. Just because that’s the kind of system to make sense to me.

I’ll get to the details on round 2, but first we’re gonna go over each fight in the war and give some general predictions on who it’s gonna go and, in the case of fight’s we haven't seen enough of, which unaccounted for villains and heroes I suspect and/or randomly guess are there. (Details on round 2 will start in my predictions on fight #7, the hospital fight, in case anyone wants to skip to the interesting bits. That’s where the bulk of my predictions start anyway.)

And just so everyone can keep track of things; a brief list of all significant villains in the war (meaning, the heroes had to plan for them specifically): Shigaraki Tomura, Dabi, Toga Himiko, Spinner, Skeptic, AFO, 6 High-End Nomu, & at least 4 Tartarus escapee hit men. I mention thing because we will be partially organizing these fights by these significant villains.

Alright, preamble’s done; let’s get started.

Concluded (for now) Fight

0. Dabi/Kamino Fight

Significant villains: Dabi, 1 Nomu

The one fight that appears that we’re done with, and...I’m included to believe this is true. I think Dabi’s out until round 2.

He will be back for it though, as I’m a believer in the Phoenix theory, or it’s sister theory that Dabi is healed by ice. He’ll be up and at ‘um by the time his ride is here.

Ongoing Fights:

1. AFO/Mountain Fight

Significant villains: AFO, 1 Nomu, 1 suspected Tartarus hit man, (I am also suspecting another hit man is here too)

Our currently in-focus fight. Gonna be honest, I think we’re gonna be done with it soon, at least regarding the top pros & AFO. We could probably see AFO to something to ward off his enemies attacks, maybe get the Tartarus escapee(s) help to catch a breather, but I honestly don’t think this fight will actually conclude by the time we cut away from it. (Actually, I think this is the one fight I expect to keep going in it’s current location until the end of the arc.)

On the more interesting side of speculation: I think I could see this being the first fight Deku arrives at while/intrudes on while travelling to UA*. I mean, even guys like me who don’t think AFO is final boss material still think we should get Deku vs AFO at some point.

Maybe not right as he gets to the mountains though; we could get a fight against one or two of the Tartarus hit men as a kind of warm-up. Which is actually the reason I think we’ve got 2 hit men here. Anyway, they’ll get their Muscular/Nagant moment, and then we’ll get to the big brawl we’ve all been waiting for.

As an aside; I’m gonna throw out the guesses that the unaccounted for Kinoko Komori and Shihai Kuroiro are here as back-up anti AFO support (girl that can instantly choke a man’s a good match up against someone with trouble breathing...and the kid crushing on her can be moral support), as well as Setsuna Tokage for help fighting the other villains. Also Wash, Wash is a good pick for this fight.

(*Actually, I could see this being the only fight Deku intrudes on. Spoilers for my round 2 predictions, but if Deku & Shigaraki meetup again, I’m actually predicting it’s because Shigaraki is coming here.)

2. Shigaraki/UA Fight

Significant villains: Tomura Shigaraki

This is one of those fights where I’m not sure how it’ll develop until the big inevitable upset that shifts us into round 2. Especially since we have already devoted a bit of time too it, at least a chapter & a half, and I’m already planning for it to have it’s own section in round 2 where everyone will have their moment.

As is, I could see us coming back to this fight here and there, maybe give Bakugou or Nejire a moment or check in on Tomura’s mental battle for control with AFO; but honestly I’m expecting this fight to largely stalemate until the war shacking upset.

As as above, a few guesses for unaccounted for heroes here: Pony Tsunotori and Yosetsu Awase are at this location helping move stuff; as well potentially as Mirio who is waiting to launch a surprise attack.

(Side note: genuinely not sure if Mirio is a great or terrible pick to fight Shigaraki due to how he’d interact with Decay. If he’s not here, let’s just act like he’s in the mountains prepared to fight AFO.)

3. Toga/Aquarium Fight

Significant villains: Toga Himiko, 2 Nomu (also of note: Moonfish)

Again, another fight I’m undecided on if we’ll get back to in any real way. Like, we’ve already spent around 2 chapters total here, fairly close to the 3 of the Dabi fight (including flahsback). But on the other hand, not nearly so close to the 4 chapters on AFO. And yeah, Toga’s got a parade at the ready; but once you start theorizing about a round 2 to the war, you accept that it doesn’t need to be used right now. But it still could regardless.

I could see us coming and going from this fight in that case; maybe see Toga collect some blood, maybe some dialogue between her & Ochako that’ll lead to something big, maybe see the Nomu or Moonfish get taken out, that sort of thing. My guess is we’ll either see  A) Toga just about to use Jin’s blood (bonus points if this is prompted by a Nomu getting killed, causing her more fear for her life) right before round 2 starts up and she takes her exit, or B) Ochako gets some anti-Toga plan off that forces Toga to use the blood, and then she gets her exit.

Unaccounted for heroes I’m randomly guessing are here are: Jurota Shishida, Hiryu Rin, Gunhead, and Uwabami.

4. Parking lot Fight

Significant villains: 1 Tartarus hit man named Kunieda

Alright, we’re out of the fights the series has already mostly gone over; so now I can let my speculations run wild.

...Well not quite; because I’m not really expecting much from this fight. It’ll probably just be a neat chapter or 2 fight between Aoyama + backup and Kunieda. Probably involving a lot of ranged combat where Kunieda uses her plant quirk to keep her distance while attacking the heroes forcing Aoyama to take centre stage. It’ll be fun, a nice character moment like Kirishima vs Rappa, but nothing too significant will happen.

Once more, I’m just gonna throw out the idea that Kamakiri’s here.

5. Takoba Stadium Fight (missing Nomu & Escapee(s))

Significant villains: none known (suspected: 2 Nomu, 1 or 2 Tartarus hit men)

The last known location where the heroes warped villains too; and thus where I suspect any left over villains AFO warped to Deku got sent to fight leftover students. (Okay that’s a bit unfair.)

My guess is that this’ll be similar to the parking lot fight, but at a larger scale due to more major threat villains and hero students being here. Major players will be Sero and Shinsou (who I am theorizing is here). Sero will end up matched against a Nomu with his classmates for back-up while Shinsou will fight the last Tartarus hit man.

Special thoughts of interest: I suspect the arena itself will be set-up in such a way to especially hinder the hit man sent here and benefit any significant pros sent to deal with them. Also, since this area should be in view of UA, I wouldn’t be surprised if we got some interaction between the two fights; maybe a villain trying to launch a long range attack and the UA Barrier’s sister island Kaminari’s on, forcing the heroes to rush to block the attack. That’d be cool.

Besides Shinsou, my random theories on which heroes are here are Hagakure, Tokage, Kendo, Kaibara, Vlad King, and Ms. Joke (purely because we met her here and that seems like a decision this series would make).

6. Jaku Fight (fight to free/contain Machia)

Significant villains: Gigantomachia (contained)...everyone else is kinda left to make a name for themselves. Machia did not get the quality cavalry.

The Fight for Machia’s freedom; which I think is going to succeed because that’s the more interesting option. I mentioned before my theory that Dabi advisor 2 AKA tube-face’s device is a recording machine to incite Machia and cause him to attempt escape while the villains damage and destroy his bonds while the heroes prevent this and detain them.

Main fight will be Kirishima and Mina vs Tube-face, who will have an acid quirk to mirror Mina’s and will become her main rival.

This will only last a few chapters though, as over the course of the battle between the acid slingers, Machia will be freed to do combat with Mt. Lady, Mina, & Kirishima. From there the fight could go a number of ways; including lasting until the round 2 upset without any major events/largely off-screen, it could be a tense battle that just starts going the heroes way as it ends, or they could even beat Machia again only for the upset to occur (although I feel that would be quite the time commitment to these specific characters, not to mention hurt Machia’s threat-level even more).

Random guess to the heroes here: Tetsutetsu (yes because Kirishima’s here), Shiozaki, Shishido, and Rock Lock.

7. Hospital Fight (for the fate of Kurogiri)

Significant villains: Spinner, Kurogiri (contained)

The big one. The fight that, if you’ve seem my previous ramblings, you’ll know I’ve long suspected to be the true fight to decide this war. See, every other fight I’ve listed? Long-term, and with no outside interruptions? The villains have no chance of winning, or even escaping. Even AFO or Shigaraki will eventually guaranteed lose a battle of attrition against the heroes’ resources.

This fight is different, if only just; because it can turn the war. The odds are definitely against the villains, but not as much as in other battles; and if they can get to Kurogiri, that’ll not only give them an escape, but a way to interrupt those other fights I mentioned the villains will lose if they go uninterrupted.

Anyway, regarding the fight itself; one easy thing to suspect is that it’ll establish a foil-ment and/or rivalry between Spinner & Mezo Shoji. They’ve never really interacted before, but it’s long been suspected by guys like me because they both come from the same societal issue similar to Deku & Tomura, and they’ve got a few parallels going on besides. Plus I think we could get a cool fight going if Shoji maybe went really all out with his Dupli-Arm growth; that could be a fun match-up against giant Spinner.

But regardless, it’s as I said; this is the fight that can turn this war around. And the war is so heavily stacked in the heroes favour...that Is suspect they’ll lose this one to change that. The villains will get to Kurogiri and win their first and most critical battle of the war. Also, a few brief additions to how I think that’s gonna go down.

I expect at one point that Spinner will need to shrink down to reach his goal, kind of as a way to affirm his own inherent worth and show he doesn’t need to rely on, and in fact may be inhibited by, AFO’s “assistance”.

Also, I theorize that Lady Nagant will get involved in things, a) because she’s in this hospital too (I think), and b) because I believe her Air Walk quirk is actually a copy of Float, which may mean she’s got Nana Shimura in her head. And if that’s not enough to tickle your interest, there’s a possibility that her Nana could communicate with the Nana remnants in others who possess air Walk/Float; namely Tomura, AFO, and Deku. Specific theory: I think Nagant’s Nana, to contrast the heroic Nana in One For All, will ask Nagant to help the villains so she can get to Tomura. This will be a vital assist.

One interesting plot point I think they might do is, if Spinner’s in a tight enough bind and short on time when he gets to Kurogiri, he may give the short and sweet order to “warp everyone with a Mutant-Type quirk out of here,” which of course constitutes Spinner’s whole army...but also at least a few heroes including Shoji and Koda, who could then be taken as hostages. (Also Lady Nagant will of course hitch a ride.)

I am, one last time, gonna throw out that Ryukyu (because that’d be a cool fight against giant Spinner), Snipe (for a Lady Nagant meeting) and Thirteen are here, as well as Bondo and Shoda.

Bur Wait, there’s more!

Unexpected 8th battle!: Hero HQ

Significant villains: Skeptic, special guest Mustard

Indeed, my theory here is that one of the villains surprise attacks will be just a bit more successful; an attack on the hero command centre by a small group able to infiltrate the building and then fill it with knock-put gas. Providing this gas is the prodigal villain adolescent Mustard; but leading the charge is Skeptic. Besides them, their escort will likely be a small group of PLF intelligence people, like Twice’s old pal Red (aka Skeptic advisor 1). (Maybe Giran too.)

The goal of this attack is simple: disable command and use their computers to find where everyone is, including both warped villains and the ~115,000 PLF soldiers. Though getting in their way will be All Might & Tsukauchi (who got gas masks in time I suppose). I imagine the fight will be a rather simple and tense affair; as most of these guys can’t really fight anymore, so they’d mostly just have a gun stand-off and exchange a lot of words.

Nevertheless, the villains will overpower the remaining police & All might and escape through a warp gate with the villain location data. If we want All might more involving in things, perhaps he’ll even be taken hostage...or maybe even go with them willingly so as to meet with Shigaraki once he’s inevitably rescued. Guess he’ll be joining Shonji and Koda from the hospital fight in either case.

Round 2:

Alright, so to catch us all up: Midoriya’s in the mountains fighting AFO, Toga & Shigaraki’s battles are ongoing but not exactly going their way, and the parking lot & stadium fights are probably resolved with all villains apprehended. But Machia’s been freed and so has Kurogiri, who’s warped spinner’s whole army + a few hostages (maybe), and Skeptic also got warped out with the location data of all the villains and also All Might (maybe).

Where do we go from here? Well...

Part 1: The power of Warp Gate

Well to get things started, I think Kurogiri’s going to warp all the villains and possible hostages from the last 2 fights to a safe location. Somewhere he knows, and knowing this arc, someplace nostalgic; so let’s say USJ.

His next task will be to take Skeptic’s location data and warp as many of their current army to USJ as he can. The UA and mountain fights have some complications involved and need to be saved for last; but Kurogiri is easily able to warp the villains from the Kamino, Aquarium, Stadium, and parking lot fights to his location, including Dabi, Toga, & Gigantomachia. Maybe using those mobile gates he used on the kids at the USJ attack; that’s an easy way to move people before anyone notices. This would also be around the time Dabi gets back on his feet to try and rejoin the fight, just btw.

But wait; Kurogiri’s not done yet. He can make things way worse!

I mentioned the villain location data also included the locations of all the captured soldiers from PLF raid, right? (maybe the captured Jailbreakers while they’re at it.) Likely including exact schematics of their prisons and which cells are occupied by who; Skeptic is a miracle worker like that. Meaning it’s child’s play to open gates into each of these cells and bring all of them to their location too.

Mr. Compress, Redestro, Trumpet, Geten, Muscular...and roughly an 8th of a million other villains. Honestly, I almost wonder if USJ is the right location for this because it might not be able to fit them all. In an instant, the odds of this war have been turned on their heads.

(I imagine if All Might really was taken through the Warp Gate at this point, he’d have quite the horrified reaction right around here.)

Part 2: Rescue of Shigaraki

Shigaraki’s predicament is a bit more complicated though, and likely requires more than opening a gate for him. For starters, he’s a bit large for a gate. But also, Monoma’s Erasure could prove a problem, since Kurogiri’s Warp Gates are his own body. Also it’s Shigaraki; he’d probably get a bit more focus.

For the villains, this means actually sending a few people through to rescue him via disabling Erasure. Kurogiri’s an obvious choice, we’ve got to have that confrontation with Aizawa, maybe Giran ‘cause I honestly think a gun to the back of the head’s a nice & tense way to get Erasure off and Giran seems the man for the job on that, and 1-3 more escorts to fight off the heroes with Aizawa & Monoma. Maybe Redestro, as a way to get back into the swing of things; or Dabi, who’d have been out for a while by now.

From there, there’s 1000 different ways things could go (though I’d prefer one that involved Kaminari and/or dialogue between Aizawa & Kurogiri) that’ll all end at the same result; Erasure is off Shigaraki, and UA is toast. Shigaraki & his escorts will quickly depart, and leave the heroes to their emergency.

I could actually see a full chapter being devoted to this emergency, as it happens. The floating islands are decaying and everyone, the surface team, internal team, and battery island team, all have got to get out and land safely. Momo’s team inside the island I can easily see having the hardest time of things; so I imagine the focus would be on them making their mad dash from the decaying tomb similar to the destruction of Jaku hospital.

And if there’s anything that could top that tension; it’d be that Shigaraki would potentially be meeting with those hostages, in particular All Might. And I don’t think anything I can come up with could match this meeting’s true potential so please, fill in the blanks with your own imagination. Still, he’s not dying here. I mentioned other heroes from the hospital were taken prisoner too; and if they’ve got even the slightest chance of escaping, they’d take it now if it meant getting All Might out of here. And the villains need to leave fast, so if the kids can get out the door, they might let’um.

Besides, we’d also have villains reunions to get to, as well as Lady Nagant with her internal Nana meeting Tomura. And that meeting, combined with his talk with All Might, I’m gonna guess will be the catalyst to something we’ve all long hoped for: Tomura making preparations to betray AFO. That doesn’t mean just ditching him though; he needs to make sure he’s not a problem any more, plus he figures taking out the AFO remnant might be doable by taking out the original body. So, the PLF’s got one more stop.

But wait; now that the heroes are in a pinch, things need to turn around in their favour; and with everyone at UA safely on the ground, I imagine Monoma will be the key to that. He’s still got somewhere under a minute of Warp Gate left and Mandalay at the ready. An immediate plan will begin to get in contact with every battlefront, and any other hero out there; immediately signal back to the UA team if Shigaraki and the missing villains are found and when they are, Monoma opens Warp gates from every other battlefield to there to keep them from slipping through!

Part 3: Warp to the mountains and the end of AFO

And here we enter the finale to the finale. A few big things we can predict, but on the whole there’s hundreds of way this could go down. I’m gonna be picking my favourites, which involves a lot of set-up for that My Hero Part 2 I keep theorizing to happen; but suffice to say I’d be predicting things differently if I didn't think that’s what will happen.

To start off, the Liberation Front will arrive. Not all of them of course; this is not the battle to decide their way of life, so they aren’t risking everyone like AFO did earlier that day. Everyone else is being evacuated from USJ to a more defensible location. This is Shigaraki & a few of his Lieutenants and powerful allies who either have reason to be here for this, or feel the need to help those with reason to be here.

They will arrive to Deku, minimum, fighting AFO. Maybe Tokoyami, Jirou, Endeavor, Hawks, and/or Mirio/anyone else we don’t know about who might be here are helping in that fight; or maybe they had to fall back, recover, something to get them intercepting the arriving villains. This will divide the finale of the finale into 3 major conflicts.

First will be Hawks and Toga, I think. Toga’s the one who’d have the biggest beef with Hawks for killing Twice, besides Dabi, who’s gonna be busy. And with Toga having Twice’s blood, this would be a great opportunity for Hawks to literally come face to face with his sins and how pointless his crimes were. Bonus points if Tokoyami is there to help, and thus also has to face the accusations that Hawks is as bad as the villains they’re facing (something he brushed aside in the thick of things last time). And if Toga’s parade can keep all the extras, as Bakugou or AFO would call them, busy while all the big fights take place, well that’s just convenient. Overall, while I don’t expect Hawks, or anyone, to die in this specific fight; I am hoping this is at least the start of a wake-up call for him. His character's been stagnant for a while now. Really hoping someone calling him out to his face can change that; so I’m kind of expecting that to be the big theme to this specific fight.

Next we of course have Endeavor finally meeting Touya. Noe there’s a lot of ways this meeting could go down; will they talk, will they fight, both? I’m gonna go with both. These two are both the kind to pick actions over words, but also are actually pretty good with their words (mostly Dabi). Also I generally thinking that after talking with Shoto, Dabi will come to the conclusion that he should stop trying to leave an impression on his father...and should instead just kill him. Y’know, move on, stop dragging people into their drama, mental health, whatever; point is it’s time for patricide. I’m...still rather undecided on it it would be best if he succeeds. I definitely think Endeavor should be forced into retirement after this arc, and also generally don’t think there’s much left for him to contribute to the story elsewhere anyway. But I also acknowledge that killing characters should have a little more gravity than that. Is this a good point to end Endeavor’s character permanently? Does the value in killing him outweigh any contribution he may still have? ...Maybe. Especially if that one old theory of mine that Endeavor will die in some way Hawks can blame himself comes true. ‘Cause if facing the sins he brushed off doesn’t start Hawks down the road to change, getting his hero killed definitely will, even if it’d be far more painful.

(Triple bonus points if Endeavor dies finally putting his family before heroics by giving his life to save Dabi’s.)

Of course we mentioned Monoma Warping everyone from the other battlefronts here, so I expect we’ll get Uraraka meeting again with Toga and Shoto with Dabi (weather he’d still be fighting Endeavor at this time is up in the air). Weather they fight again, I’m not sure; this will probably be close to the end of the arc, so all parties could very well just say their peace for the day as the villains leave. Either way, we’ll get some kind of semi-conclusive feeling to both of these conflicts; a “here’s where things end for now” type of thing. Or they could fight again first. That could also happen.

But of course we’ve still got the big event of the hour: Shigaraki joining the Deku vs AFO fight, on Midoriya’s side + with special guess Lady Nagant! But more than that, this will also be Nana Shimura’s time to shine too, as she’ll be communicating between all her remnant copies to coordinate. AFO will be attempting to control Tomura at this critical juncture, but Nana’s got a plan for that that will allow Deku to save Tomura: (Prepare for Psychic Quirk BS!) The Nana remnants inside both AFO & Tomura will attack the mental AFOs at the same time, forcing their mental connection open. The real AFO is then to be attacked, weather by Deku or Nagant, to pass that pain onto the AFO remnant in Tomura to looses his grip on Tomura’s psyche. This process will repeat until Tomura can freely join in on the beat-down too.

At this point, all that’s left to do is finish him, with Tomura to deliver the coup de grace. But rather than kill him to send that feeling of death onto the Remnant and finish it off; Tomura will take a slightly more risky approach: stealing all of his quirks. This means his AFO remnant, while tattered & weak, isn’t finished; but it leaves AFO himself in a state any hero like Deku should prefer: alive and helpless, now more than ever. It also saves AFO’s Nana remnant, and she’s officially an ally so he’s not gonna kill her; I mean c’mon. All in all, it’s a major risk for him, but a major favour to his allies in this battle (even if the temporary one).

Now at this point, Midoriya and Tomura are still hardly friends, and are rather fierce ideological opponents. If this were where BNHA as a whole ends, this would probably be where they’d have a final Naruto VS Sakuke-esque final battle; or a Ceremonial Duel type battle if you’re more of a Yugioh fan. (we’d also probably get some more violent conflicts in the above meetings, and also more villains coming to the mountains with Tomura.) But like I said, I’m predicting us to get a My Hero Part 2 after this arc, so their final battle’s not happening here. There’ll be some talks, probably some tense arguments; but it won’t devolve into a fight.

Tomura’s not gonna fight the guy who just saved him and, just maybe, might’ve instilled some long lost faith in humanity back in him; and besides that, Tomura’s just done for the day. He’s leaving. He’s Warping away all of his PLF guys & Nagant, but anyone who joined under AFO is left for the heroes to jail alongside AFO himself. Tomura calls Kurogiri for an exit, and he leaves.

What he does next is officially outside the periphery of this prediction post. I’m sure the thoughts will terrify most of the heroes, as Tomura is now officially more powerful than ever. But that’s for the future. For now; AFO is behind bars, for keeps this time. Deku, Shoto, and likely Ochako have managed to, in some capacity, save their counterparts. And the day, if only for today, is saved.

[justagirlsearchingforamuse]

could you write smutty prompt #7 with sean diaz x fem reader? :D

7. "no one's ever made me feel like this"

a/n: hope you enjoy this anon and please try to send in the actual prompt next time please.

“What the f- … (y/n) what the hell are you doing here? You disappeared after the heist and I thought you were … that you were gone.” Sean sighs heavily, his fingers massage the space in between his brows and there’s this spark in him the moment he sees you, hoodie laid over your head, a few old bruises that remain a painful reminder of that night, the way your lips curl into that familiar and amazing smile that he has fallen for again and again. There’s hope. Hope. He can’t stop the smile that curls onto his lips, you’re here and here he thought that it was the final straw for you that the heist was a complete disaster and that it put him in a bad light with you but to see you hadn’t given up on him felt so damn hopeful. More hopeful than he’s felt in so damn long. “I … I wanted to leave …. believe me it would’ve been so damn easy but I r-realize now you don’t deserve that. Daniel doesn’t deserve that. That he deserves to have his brother trying to find him wherever he is.” You exclaim, your fingers rest against the chilled glass, eyes heavy but a smile and a grin even heavier and wider. “I know no one knows where Daniel is … fuck I don’t even know … but I promise we’ll find Daniel at whatever cost it is and … you’ll finish your trip to Mexico.” You insist tirelessly, a smile slowly curling onto your lips as you begin to push the window open with a loud grunt exiting your lips. “I … I know where he is … somewhere in Haven Point, Nevada. But where do I even begin looking?” Sean says, he makes his way towards the window, squeezing himself into the skinny opening in the window, he notices how your eyes remain glued to the eye he lost and how your eyes have a glint of guilt in them, it wasn’t your fault and he has no one to blame but himself. “How in the hell would he even get there? I mean I don’t think you guys have any connections to the place but then again what the fuck do I know..” You question, eyes slightly widening at Sean’s words. “I don’t know … I think Jacob brought him there … I know he left it in my notebook, I guess we’ll see why he brought him there when we get there.” Sean answers, there’s this hint of frustration in his voice as he says Jacob’s name, you both begin to make your way to the hallway as you know that Sean is gonna need his backpack and stuff.

“Gotta go get my stuff, I’ll be quick … I promise.” Sean whispers, slipping into one of the empty, undone rooms, you wait for a few moments, it wasn’t long before his backpack was hanging off of his torso and he’s climbing back in through the window, it’s not long before you both begin climbing down the construction work. Soft thuds and hitched breaths could be heard as you made your way to the ground, his eyes made their way to you as a heavy breath leaves your lips. “So, I’m hoping you didn’t come on foot. We’re gonna need some kinda car …” Sean says, you point towards a small old car down the street, you didn’t need to be found or considered suspicious, it’s of course not your car but something you managed to get jumpstarted over the time he’s been in the hospital. “Okay …” Sean says in a swift breath, walking beside you as darkness floods and paints the streets, only a few lampposts on the street and suddenly walking to the car felt longer than you’d like it to be not to mention things are so awkward between you and Sean, didn’t even say goodbye to him and didn’t even leave on good terms. A heavy sigh leaves your lips as you enter the car, no keys to the car but Sean had taught you how to hotwire a car. “I see you hot-wired the car like I taught you. At least I know that it did come to some use.” Sean chuckles softly, sitting comfy in the seat besides you, the car was a mess, water bottles all over the backseat, old fast-food bags and stuff and you honestly didn’t care not when you were worried sick about Sean, trying to fix up the piece of junk and trying to survive whilst doing so. “Yeah, it did come in handy. Now, how are we gonna get to Haven Point … I don’t know shit about how to use a map used to a GPS or something like it.” You chuckle softly, handing him a map out of the glove compartment, he sighs heavily at the words that came from your lips but a smile began to curl onto his lips, not like you were eyeing him but you noticed it, you missed him so much and desperately wanted to apologize to him but fuck now doesn’t feel like the right time. “So how you wanna do this cause I can drive for like a few hours, then you take over whilst I rest or whatever ideas you have in that brain of yours …” You say, slumping back into the drivers seat, the slight scent of old fast-food, old soda, and a range of unidentified smells wafted into your nostrils, your fingers rest against the steering wheel, Sean exhales slowly before nodding at your words, honestly whatever you wanted do to he would’ve been fine but there’s thoughts of what happened last time, how angry you were with him for going with Finn, he can still hear the echoing of your angry words and the words sting in his ears, he exhales softly before slumping into seat, eyes staring ahead at the long and dark road ahead of him but he wouldn’t have anyone else but you with him. “Let’s go find Daniel …” You whisper to yourself as you push your foot into the brakes before harshly pushing your foot into gas, screeching could be heard echoing through the air as you both sped out of what had become a white sickening prison for him, as you drove with him directing you on which directions to go in, for you it was just another excuse to hear him talk your ear off or say something to you to break the awkward silence that over time grew into more of just comfortable silence. You watched as the pitch black sky faded into a mist blue, you saw how the stars disappeared and how heavy Sean’s eyes grew and he would turn over and his soft snores breaking the silence and a smile would curl onto your lips for a second as you continued to drive the endless and mysterious road ahead of you. It had been about 8 hours since you had left the hospital and you both were incredibly tired, your fingers slip off the wheel as your heavy eyes turn to him, he exhales slowly before you interrupt him as he began to open his lips, “why don’t we just … talk … until we both fall asleep or just rest for a few hours?” You ask in a gentle tone, a half smile curling onto your lips. “I mean … I don’t

know, don’t wanna stop now to be honest.” Sean groans, slightly his head towards you as you nearly roll your eyes at the man before you, a heavy breath leaves your lips swiftly. “ … You need to rest, Sean … besides don’t wanna to look like shit when you see Daniel … or be feeling like complete shit when you see him besides we maybe should talk.” You almost insist, he watches as a warm smile curls onto your lips and his heart aches, throbs powerfully in his chest and he’s reminded of that night you both shared, your fingers wrapped around the back of his neck, how your lips danced with his, and that night was just so incredible. It was a few nights before the heist. Fuck. “Talk about what? … You don’t have to apologize for being mad at me … I was a shitty brother to go ahead and involve my brother in the heist but I … I just thought if I went with them that I could maybe keep him safe but things went … had went fucked.” Sean addressed, his arms crossed and his eyes staring out at the emptiness that surrounded them. You wanted to talk about them, what you guys were, how you wanted to continue the relationship but right now wasn’t a good time especially for him, you’d help them as best as you could to get to Mexico and would visit them there when things quieted down but now wasn’t the right time to figure out how serious your relationship was or if you guys wanted something serious, you know you wanted to see where this relationship goes. “I know … glad you realize how fucked that was. … But that’s not what I wanted to talk about … I really just wanted to clear the air about us.” You began, your eyes move towards his and so does his, he swallowed thickly and his nerves began to go slightly haywire. “I don’t hate you or want nothing to do with you … in fact the complete opposite, I wanna be there and h-help as much as I can. But I can’t deny that I really care about you, that you have become important to me, Sean.” You confess, your words soft and light on your tongue despite tripping on a few words, god he knew how to make you go crazy.

A warm wide smile curls onto his lips, his eyes are still somewhat heavy and his cheeks somewhat have a rosy tint to them, he slumps back into the seat and his eyes gaze warmly into yours, there’s still that care and passion that you fell in love with when you met him in his eyes. Grinding your teeth against your bottom lip, you rub your fingers against your skin and you haven’t been so happy in weeks well except for when you maybe found the car but still. “I … you are important to me to … I really like you and m-maybe wanna see where this goes but I wouldn’t hate you if you thought what I did … made you not like me anymore if that makes sense.” Sean chuckles, lightly rubbing the back of his hand against his warm cheek, you chuckle at his words before reaching your hand over to his, wrapping your fingers around his you can’t stop the smile that curls onto your lips and the butterflies that flood your stomach, the nerves, felt like your body was on a fucking rollercoaster. His heart thrashes in his chest, licking his lips slowly he can’t stop himself from imaging the distant sensation of your lips against his, the sparks, the electricity that travelled through your bodies. “You see … I … no one’s ever made me feel like this. Fuck, still get the butterflies in the stomach and everything for you, dude.” You murmured, your eyes sneak away to look at his lips, fuck you think, your fingers intertwine together like 2 almost perfect puzzle pieces coming together. “I do …? I …. you make me f-feel the same. but I … I feel I’m gonna fuck this up. don’t wanna fuck up what we have.” Sean confesses, words tender and smooth flowing off his tongue, his cheeks feel much hotter and he can’t stop thinking about your lips, how gorgeous your eyes were, and fuck he should be thinking about literally anything else but he just can’t. “I don’t know … fuck we maybe shouldn’t do this … probably should drive … I-I’m s-“ You began, your hand beginning to slip away from his before suddenly his lips collide with yours, moving gently against yours and your eyes flutter close for that sweet moment of bliss that you want to drunk on. “Just … this once … should be fine.” Sean whispers, his eyes staring at your lips before his lips press firmly against yours, his hands lightly caress your warm cheeks as you kissed, allowing each other to enjoy these moments of bliss. “Let’s get in the backseat …” you whisper, your cheeks flushed as you begin to crawl and squeeze your way onto the backseat, pushing off old food containers and trash off the backseat he makes his way into the backseat, you throw off your hoodie, letting it fall to the floor of the car, a simple white tank top covered your body along with a few old bruises that colored your skin, another reminder of the heist. You get on top of him, slightly hovering over his body as you hungrily press your lips against his, parting his lips apart for your tongue to lightly dance with yours, his heart is hammering in his chest and his hands are so sweaty, fuck what should he do, he thought to himself. He follows after your movements and lightly moves his tongue against yours, tingling sensations spread across your tongues as your hands slide underneath his hoodie, holes upon holes are in this thing and it stinks of old beer and weed, your hands travel slowly up and down his chest, your fingers cool against his warm skin. His body shudders against your touch and his expression quickly becomes nervous, you begin to take off his hoodie revealing Sean’s bare chest. You pepper light kisses all over his chest, his eyelashes flutter open and closed, his body felt so damn warm, heart was still hammering in his chest, and he still felt so damn nervous. Your lips meet his once again, so much hunger in these kisses that were once gentle, these kisses were full of passion, wrapping your arms around him you moan deeply against his heavenly lips that graced you with so much bliss, his lips felt so damn amazing against your own. “I want you so bad” you whispered in a sharp exhale, as his lips make their way to your neck

and his fingers wrap around your waist as he lightly sucks on your neck whilst peppering passionate kisses against your smooth skin, lowly whining at the tingling sensations that floods through you. “fuck, sean …” you gasp, entangling your fingers in his hair as his lips trail from your neck down to your collarbone, he smiles warmly at you as he takes your tank top off of you and his eyes land on your breasts. a soft giggle left your lips before you began to unhook your bra before throwing it onto the floor of the car, his eyes dart away from your breasts the moment your bra goes onto the floor, but he’s gonna be brave and pull you in, his hands wrap around one your breasts, his fingers rubbing and massaging one of your nipples earning a sharp inhale from you at the tingling bliss that spread across her body. “put one of th-“ you began to whisper before a deep moan rolls off your tongue in pure bliss at his lips wrapped around one of your nipples, he lightly sucks on the sensitive area for a few moments before flicking his wet tongue against the area, a low “fuck” left your lips at the sensation as he begins to lay you down onto your back, he fumbles a bit with the buttons on your jeans but gets it after a few moments and gets your jeans off of you. Your legs felt like jello and your toes were tingling, stomach was warm, heart is thrashing in your chest, and your panties are slightly damp with your juices, he goes in between your thighs, kissing and nipping at the tender skin earning a groan from your sweet lips, your sounds of bliss only making the tightness in his pants less bearable. his cheeks are flushed a more noticeable red and his expression is one of pure nervousness and you couldn’t help but find it so cute, most of the time a guy to prideful in the sheets and leave you unsatisfied.

“come on, I need you sean … need you in me ….” you whine deeply, a desperate expression slowly forms on your face, you earn a soft chuckle from him before he slips his fingers into your panties, he’s hovering over you as his fingers begin to slowly move in between your soaked lips, his fingers lightly rub your clit, you sharply inhale at the blissful sensations that vibrated through you, his fingers were slender and smooth against your skin and fuck you loved it so much. It’s not long before his fingers sink in between your lips earning a gasp from your lips, he watches how your face slightly scrunches up, how your teeth bury themselves into your lips, and how your eyes flutter close, he can’t imagine what it would be like once he’s inside of you, feeling your warm silky walls cling to him. The mere thought excites him, licking his lips, he slowly drives his fingers in and out of you, soft wet sounds could be heard from his fingers entered you and left you, his fingers were soaked in your juices quick enough, he lightly curls his fingers against your sweet spot causing your hips to slightly buck against his hand as a moan fell from your tongue at the sharp sensation that sent electricity through your body. “baby …” you lowly whine, his fingers still continuously move in and out of him, reaching up, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer as his fingers lightly hit your sweet spot once again earning a whine of his name that sounded so sinfully arousing rolling off your tongue. “fuck, say my name again … it sounds so … so fuckin’ good …” he whispers, licking his lips, his erection throbbing eagerly and needily in his pants, god he wants to rip his pants off and make his way in between your legs and feel you, fuck he wants to feel you so bad. you entangle him in a needy kiss, your tongues grind and dance with each other sharing more sugary sweet ecstasy that you both were indulging in. “joder, tan caliente para mí, bebé (fuck, so hot for me, baby)” he rambles in a whisper, his fingers hitting your sweet spot harshly, inhaling sharply, a heavy moan falls from your lips at the pure ecstasy that floods through your body sinfully. “fuck, hurry up … I want you inside of me, sean … I need your cock inside of me, baby ….” you nearly begged, a heavy moan quickly falling from your lips soon afterwards, his fingers slide out of you and he licks his fingers clean with a grin before quickly unbuttoning his pants and getting them along with his underwear off of him, they pile up along with your own clothes as he gets on top of you, carrying one of your legs onto his shoulders. Your arms wrap around his chest and you hold your breath, his cock rests against your soaked lips, his eyes gaze into yours as he slowly drives his hips into you, his thick meaty cock stretches your walls and fills you completely to the brim earning a heavy moan from the sensation, fuck it felt so damn good. Your hands travel up and down his back as a heavy groan rolls off his tongue, waves and waves of relishing warmth flood through him and it’s so fucking heavenly. Your walls clung firmly to his eagerly throbbing cock, sharply inhaling he waits a few moments before he begins to thrust his hips in and out steadily, heat begins to bubble up in the pit of your stomach as short waves of pure bliss begin to flood through you as he moves through you, wet sounds echo through the car as he gradually moves his hips in and out, his heavy heated breaths land against the surface of your skin and his sharp curses in Spanish always sound arousing to your ears. he buries his face into your neck, sucking firmly on the smooth skin as he continues to steadily move his hips in and out of you, waves of ecstasy traveling through your bodies as you indulge in each other for what could be an hour of bliss. God was he so deep in you, his cock lightly pressed into your sweet spot making you whine for more at the electric sensation that shot through you whenever that area was touched, pressed into, fucked. His cock throbs inside of you as he drives himself in and out of

your soaked aching core, a few moments later a sharp and heavy moan rolls off your tongue at the harsh waves of ecstasy that roll continuously through you after he snapped his hips roughly against your sweet spot driving your body wild, your nails dig into his flesh as heavy breaths left your parted lips, his hips begin to move at a slightly quicker pace, the sounds of your bodies together echoed through your ears, so wet, so weird, and kinda arousing. “fuck, don’t stop … don’t stop until you cum, baby …” you huff out in a heavy breath before entangling Sean in a heated tongue kiss, your tongues erotically dance together as he drives himself swiftly into you, burning hot ecstasy washing over him in relentless waves he would happy indulge in with you. he gasps, a short whimper falling from his lips at the pleasure that overwhelms him once more and there’s this knot that begins to form in his stomach, he continues to swiftly thrust his hips into you, loud paps echo through the car as the car begins to move along with Sean’s swift and now harsh movements of his hips. heavy breaths and moans of his name fall sinfully and carelessly from your lips, relishing and selfishly indulging in the ecstasy that you both share with each other, your fingers find their way into Sean’s pitch black locks, his hair is smooth and almost silky in your grasp and fuck this just might be heaven with how his eyes are clouded with dark lust, his lips are parted and his short moans and groans of your name that fall from his lips only drive you closer to the edge, fuck he was so good. he buries his hips into you for a moment, sharply inhaling at the heavenly heat that he relished in before harshly pounding his throbbing cock into your aching core, heavy moans of his name fell from your lips once more as you arched your back, toes began to curl as harsh relentless waves of pure pure bliss washed over you, his cock repeatedly hit your sweet spot driving you wild each time and that hot bubbling sensation in your stomach finally boiled over.

“fuck …! Sean! Oh, Sean!” You cried breathlessly, clutching firmly at his hair as you threw your head back at the powerful ecstasy that burst through you, relentlessly in waves and waves that wouldn’t stop, your heart stopped and your entire body began to tremble beneath the man above you. He slams his hips into you a few more times before sliding out of you, sharply inhaling he begins to furiously fist his cock until the knot came undone in his stomach, streaks of white thick semen spray onto your stomach as collapses on top of you, exhausted clearly. His heavy heated breaths land against your skin as you wrap your arms around him, rubbing and caressing his smooth skin as you try to think of what just happened, did it really happen, or was it just something you imagined? fuck, you think as Sean allows himself to relax in your arms, silence falling upon you once more besides the echoing of his heavy breaths before soft snoring soon replaced that.

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Rebuilding Family

Summary: Y/N and Spencer were college sweethearts at Cal-Tech but once Spencer got accepted to the FBI Academy, he ended things deciding it was not fair to make Y/N wait for him. When they meet again years later, he discovers something unexpected.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

A/N: hello, my loves! i am a senior in high school so the next two weeks are going to be extremely hectic for me with final exams and other senior stuff. i will try to get out chapters when i can but they may not always be on time!

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Chapter 30

You returned home to see Spencer at the kitchen table with his laptop out and a bunch of papers sprawled out in front of him.

“What’s all this?” you asked.

“So you know how we were discussing moving into a slightly bigger house to have room for the twins,” Spencer said, “I found us a realtor and I have been printing out different houses that fit our requirements all day. You can go through them and I’ll send the approved ones over to her so she can schedule us a tour.”

“Alright, let’s see them,” you smiled, taking the seat next to him.

His hand immediately found its way to your belly and began his rubbing motions.

“This one is close to Jo's elementary school but she will only be there for 2 more years but the twins will be going there eventually. It’s just a little bit of a bigger yard than we have here. But, it’s pretty far away from your work,” Spencer stated.

He continued to go through the contenders, thoroughly explaining every pro and con that you wouldn’t even have thought of.

“This last one has the biggest backyard of them all. It’s about 8 minutes closer to your work than here. It’s even got a little sun room we can use as a book nook! It is farther from Jo’s school but it’s about a 3 minute drive to JJ and Will’s so we could start a carpool with them,” Spencer spoke.

“I think that one is my favorite as of now. And, I’m sure Jo wouldn’t have any arguments about being closer to her best friend,” you giggled.

“There’s also one more thing we need to brainstorm,” you began, “Names for the little ones. I honestly spent the better part of the day trying to think of some but I just can’t.”

“I have an idea,” Spencer smiled softly, “Ophelia.”

It was Spencer’s favorite song on your playlist that you played in the car. He even sang along to it sometimes, he actually had a nice voice when he wholeheartedly sang without caring about potentially embarrassing himself.

“Heaven help a fool who falls in love,” you grinned, finishing the lyric.

“I’m stuck on a boy name though,” Spencer huffed.

Jo came strolling into the kitchen to get her afternoon snack.

“Baby J, do you have any name suggestions for your little brother?” you asked.

Her face lit up and she ran back upstairs. She came racing back down with two books in her hand.

“Daddy, remember?” she held up a picture book.

“That’s the story I read you last night,” Spencer nodded.

“Name him ‘Oliver’ like the little baby elephant in the book!” she exclaimed.

“I actually love it,” you grinned.

“Ollie for short,” Spencer added with a smile.

“And for sister, Pinkalicious!” Jo beamed, holding up the other picture book.

“Aw, baby, I’m sorry. I think we already decided on ‘Ophelia’ for sister but we’ll keep that in the back of our minds,” you told her, giving her a pat on the head before she went back upstairs.

“I don’t know Spencer, Pinkalicious Y/L/N-Reid has quite the ring to it,” you giggled.

-

Your maternity leave had officially begun the week before you were due. You were lounging on the couch watching a nature documentary with Jo when you felt the sudden urge to use the bathroom.

As you stood, you felt the rushing of warm water trail down your thighs, effectively soaking your leggings, followed by a searing cramping sensation.

You immediately sat down on the hardwood floor, cringing in pain and exhaling sharply.

“Jo,” you breathed out, “I need you to call Daddy and tell him the twins are coming and get me a towel please.”

“Okay, Mommy,” Jo nodded, hopping off the couch and grabbing your phone.

She pressed Spencer’s contact as she ran upstairs to get you a towel.

Spencer was in the checkout line at the grocery store when his phone started to buzz in his pocket.

He fished it out, seeing your contact pop up, “Hey, love. I’m already in line but if you need something, make it quick so I can go run and get it.”

“Daddy! It’s Jo,” Jo announced from the other side of the phone.

“Hi, Princess. Is everything okay?” Spencer asked.

“Mommy peed a lot,” she started to say.

Spencer then heard your scream of pain in the background.

“And she said the twins are coming,” Jo stated.

“Uh-um-okay Jo, tell Mommy I’ll be there in 10 minutes. And um call Auntie JJ to come pick you up,” Spencer frantically spoke.

“Next,” the cashier called out.

“Um hi, I just got a call that my wife is going into labor so I have to go. I’m so sorry.”

The cashier smiled, “No problem. I think your wife needs you a lot more right now than these groceries.”

“Thank you,” Spencer rushed out of the store, breaking every speed limit on the way home.

JJ was pulling into the driveway at the same time Spencer was.

“Oh good, Jo called you,” Spencer said, exiting his car, “Thank you for taking her.”

“It’s no problem. She can stay with us for as long as you need,” JJ replied as they both rushed into the house.

You were still on the ground, sitting on the towel Jo retrieved for you.

“Spence, it hurts so bad like really really bad. Worse than Jo,” you grabbed his hand with tears running down your face.

“I’m so sorry, love, that I can’t take some of that pain away but we’ve got to get you to the hospital with doctors and nurses who can help,” he spoke softly, wiping the tears from your eyes with his thumbs.

You nodded and Spencer held out his arm for you to grab on to so he could help you up.

“Hospital bag?” you questioned.

“Already in the car, love. You’re doing so good, look we’re almost at the car,” he encouraged you.

“I’m going to ruin your seat,” you huffed out, motioning to your soggy pants.

“Love, that is the furthest of my concerns right now,” he assured you, helping you into the car and buckling you in.

-

“My wife’s in labor!” Spencer announced as he helped you hobble into the ER.

Immediately, a nurse rolled a wheelchair over to you.

“I called in the car. Dr. Collins is supposed to be on call,” Spencer said.

“Yes, right this way,” the nurse guided you to a room in the delivery wing where Dr. Collins was already waiting.

“Ah, the Reids! I guess the babies decided to come out a week early,” she smiled as Spencer and the nurse helped you into the bed.

“I’m going to check to see how many centimeters dilated you are. You can start pushing at 10,” she stated, “...and you are somehow already there. These babies are very eager to meet their parents!”

“I’m going to check the ultrasound real quick,” Dr. Collins rolled the machine over to you and scanned the wand across your belly.

“So unfortunately, we aren’t going to be able to have a vaginal birth today like planned. The baby girl is ready to come out first but she is in breech position meaning she is flipped the opposite way we want her. We’re going to bring you up to the OR for a C-section, okay?”

You looked at Spencer panickedly.

“Scared, Spence” is all you could muster.

“I can be in there with her, right?” Spencer asked.

“That is correct,” Dr. Collins nodded.

“Love, you are the strongest and bravest person I know. You can do this,” Spencer brushed your stray hairs back, “I will be right by your side the whole time and then you can finally have Ophelia and Oliver in your arms.”

“Okay,” you nodded, wincing as another contraction intensified.

“I love you so much,” Spencer kissed the top of your head as they wheeled you up to the OR.

The nurse handed Spencer scrubs to put on over his normal clothes, “Love, I need to let go of your hand for just a second to put these on but then I’ll be right back.”

Spencer continued to give you words of encouragement and promises of all the things you were going to do together as a family with the new babies to distract you from the discomfort throughout the c-section.

When you heard the first cry, you started to get choked up.

“Oh god, she’s so beautiful, Y/N. We made that,” Spencer sobbed.

You squeezed his hand, “Go.”

“Are you sure?” Spencer asked.

“Ophelia is crying for her Daddy,” you smiled through happy tears.

Spencer stood and was out of your line of vision but you could still hear his occasional sobs and him calling out the weight and other things to you from across the room.

You heard the second distinct cry. You could already tell your babies apart from just their wails alone.

“Ollie’s here, love!” Spencer bawled, “He’s just as precious as Ophelia.”

You were stitched up and brought into the recovery room as the babies were measured, tested, and swaddled. Spencer rolled two bassinets into your room with the biggest smile on his face and watery eyes.

“I can’t believe they’re here,” you wept, “How are they so cute?”

Spencer gently lifted up Ollie and placed him into your left arm and then Ophelia in your right.

You held the cooing babies in your arms, looking down at them in complete awe.

“Spence, can you take one of them?” you asked, “I mean I would love to hold them both forever but I’m thoroughly exhausted.”

“Ollie seems to be on the same page,” Spencer smiled at the little boy snoozing in your arms, “I’ll take Ophelia for a little walk and make some phone calls to our families and the team.”

Sleeping didn’t seem to be on Ophelia’s schedule as she was staring around the room with her big wide eyes, trying to take in the whole world.

“Ophelia, that’s your Dada,” you explained to her even though you knew she couldn’t understand.

“Yes, I’m your Dada,” Spencer beamed as he accepted the baby into his arms.

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something you could almost label as love | pjs

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You felt your palms sweating as you opened the door to reveal K, Heeseung, and Jake. While you weren’t worried about Ni-ki going out with Heeseung and Jake, you were nervous about him going out with K. Ni-ki didn’t know K was his father which was something you and K decided not to reveal until Ni-ki got more comfortable with K which was why they were going to the nearby plaza to shop with Heeseung, Jake, and Jungwon. Sunghoon would stop by the bakery later today to pick up the lunch you had offered to make and pack for them all.

“You good?” Heeseung asked, squeezing your shoulder as an act of reassurance. You nodded and took a deep breath, watching cautiously as Jungwon and Ni-ki went up to K and Jake.

“Just nervous, I guess.”

“I’ll make sure nothing goes wrong, don’t worry,” Heeseung said causing you to smile at him. Jay and Sunoo were going to spend the day together at home, something that you suggested in hopes of easing Jay’s stress. If Jay saw for himself how well Sunoo had gotten, he’d feel better about letting him go back to school tomorrow. After they left you saw Sunoo sulking on the couch, arms crossed and lips formed in a pout. Sitting next to him,

“What’s wrong bubs?”

“I wanted to go with them!” You sighed, petting his hair,

“I know, I know. But at least you’ll go to school tomorrow, right? You’ll get to see all your friends again!” you said in what hopefully sounded like a cheery tone. Yet still, Sunoo didn’t seem satisfied.

“How about I make you tteokboki for lunch tomorrow, will that help cheer you up?” At those words, Sunoo’s eyes up lit up and you knew that there was your sunshine. As much as Sunoo didn’t want you do, you had to leave to open up the bakery.

“I can drop you off,” Jay offered as you were putting your things in your bag.

“It’s ok, really Jay, thank you. Have fun at home with Sunoo, ok?” While you had left in a frenzy, there was now an extra thought added to Jay’s mind. “At home,” you called it. Yours and Ni-ki’s he wanted it to be.

You enjoyed your morning at the bakery, chatting with regulars, and giving out freebies to the cute little kids that stopped by with their parents. When Sunghoon stopped by, you set a picnic basket on the counter, about to explain the food inside when you suddenly received a call from the landlady of your and Ni-ki’s apartment.

“Hello?” you answered.

“Hi, you live in Apartment 22, right?” you heard from the other side of the line.

“Yes, I do.”

“Everyone needs to evacuate and pack up their things by tonight, there’s a rat infestation and the exterminators say that it’ll take 2 weeks until anyone can return to the building.”

“A rat infestation?” Why the hell was there a rat infestation and why was she telling you now?

“I’m sorry, hon. Everyone needs to pack what they can by 3 pm.” Checking the time, on your phone, it was only 11:21.

“Thanks for letting me know, I’ll leave right now,” was all you could say before ending the call. Sunghoon looked at you with a worried expression on his face,

“Rat infestation?” he asked. You nodded,

“Me and Ni-ki’s apartment, apparently it’ll take two weeks.”

“The two of you are staying at Jay’s place, though.”

“Yeah, but Ni-ki and I were gonna move out the day after tomorrow.”

“Just stay for two more weeks.”

“Hoon, I can’t do that. It’s not fair.”

“To Jay? I don’t think he’d mind if you two-”

“Not to Jay,” you muttered.

“Jungwon and Sunoo? But they like having their Ni-ki dongsaeng around.”

“To me! Sunghoon, it’s not fair to me!” you admitted.

“I- wait what?”

“I just, it’s not,” you took a deep breath, “Jay is good to me and Ni-ki, I know he is. But there’s just so much happening with Sunoo recovering and K returning. I can’t keep living with Jay, Jungwon, and Sunoo acting as if this whole situation is normal.”

“Do you want it to be?”

“What?”

“Living with Jay, being with his kids, do you want it to be normal?” You almost scoffed at the question,

“Of course I do, who wouldn’t?”

“Then make it normal.”

“Hoon, it’s not that easy. Getting into a relationship with three kids involved is messy and stupid and not the kind of heartbreak I’m willing to put anyone through.”

“Who says it’ll end in heartbreak.”

“That’s the only way I see this ending.”

“Open your eyes then.”

You quickly closed the bakery then rushed to your apartment and somehow, Jay and Sunoo were already there. Sunghoon probably told them.

“Hey,” Jay said as you walked up to them.

“You didn’t have to show up.”

“Of course I did, you and Ni-ki are staying for longer and I should help you move your stuff.”

“Jay, I don’t wanna be a bother. Ni-ki and I can spend the two weeks in a hotel, it’s fine.” Your tone was colder than anything that Jay had ever felt before.

“Are you uncomfortable? Living with me, I mean. Because if you are, I’m sorry.”

You wanted to tell him. Wanted to tell you that he made you weak with his soft gazes and sudden smile. Wanted to tell him that he made you regret how you had gotten so accustomed to his warmth that you probably wouldn’t be able to sleep without it. Wanted to tell him how he gave you hope, maybe love was in the cards for you one day. Wanted to tell him how he made you dream of the picture-perfect life you once thought was stupid. He made you weak, regret, hope, and dream in all the ways you didn’t know were possible but never were you uncomfortable.

“I just don’t wanna keep mooching off of you in your own house.”

“Really, I don’t mind if you and Ni-ki stay for longer. After all, what’s another two weeks?”

“You’re sure?”

“I am.”

“Pinky promise,” you said, bringing up your hand. He smiled as he interlocked your pinkies together and let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in.

You packed as many as your and Ni-ki’s clothes that you could, in the process bringing a couple of your blankets and little trinkets that you felt comfortable with. While you were in the car with Jay and Sunoo, the trunk filled to the brim with your and Ni-ki’s things.

“Are you really sure it’s ok that I brought so much stuff?”

“Don’t worry.”

“What if there’s not enough space? Your closet’s already full and Ni-ki’s toys might get everywhere.” Jay’s hand moved away from the gearshift and gravitated towards your hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles,

“We’ll make space.”

The rest of the day went by easily, the guys decided to stay for dinner, and being with K for a longer period of time went by better than you expected. Before you and Jay fell asleep the two of you made a plan for tomorrow since it was Sunoo’s first day back at school. Sometime throughout the night, you woke up to go to the bathroom. After getting out of the bathroom and heading back to the bed,

“No,” you heard with what almost sounded like a whimper, causing you to turn on the lights to see Jay in bed with his eyes closed.

“Jay?”

“I-it’ll, it’ll be ok,” you heard him mutter, seeing him twitch slightly. Tears escaped his eyes as he muttered incoherent words. He was having a nightmare.

“Jay!” you exclaimed, shaking him slightly in hopes that it’d be enough for him to wake up but he stayed within the depths of his nightmare. Not knowing what else to do, you lightly slapped his cheeks, and somehow, that had work. The upper half of his body rose up, eyes frantic as they looked around the room, and only seemed to calm down when they settled on you. You feel him hug you, an action you returned by running your hand through his hair and rubbing his back as he panted heavily trying to return his breathing back to normal.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” you asked cautiously.

“We were in the hospital again. But this time,” he let out a shaky breath, his hold on you tightening, “Sunoo didn’t, he didn’t, love, I, I can’t-” Jay couldn’t bring himself say it out loud but you didn’t need to hear the words to know what he dreamt. Sunoo didn’t make it out alive.

“It’s ok, just keep breathing with me, yeah? Your boys are safe and sound in their room and Sunoo’s going back to school tomorrow, well, technically later. We made a plan, remember?” He nodded, seeming to calm down slightly.

“What was the plan? Repeat it to me.”

“We were gonna wake up early and make breakfast for the boys and pack all their favorite things for lunch. Tteokboki, curry buns, and bungeoppang. We’ll drop them off at school, I’ll drop you off at the bakery then head to work. I’ll pick them up, we’ll go to the bakery to pick you up, then go home.”

“And that’s exactly what we’re gonna do, ok?”

“Ok.” You and Jay ended up laying down afterward but he seemed like he was too shaken up to be able to sleep and honestly, so were you.

“Let’s bake cupcakes.”

“Right now?” You nodded, the hint of a smile playing on the corners of your lips,

“Right now.” Baking cupcakes with Jay at a time in the morning when you should’ve been asleep gave you a sense of comfort you didn’t realize you needed and he seemed to feel the same way. In order to not wake up the boys, you needed to stay quiet, talking in low tones and hushed whispers but neither of you seemed to mind. As the cupcakes were cooling and you were stirring the frosting, a shiver ran down your spine. Something that Jay had taken note of. You felt his presence behind you, confirmed as his chest pressed against your back, arms wrapping around you as his hands rubbed up and down your arms.

“Should I turn up the heat, love?” you heard him ask. Love, he called you, love. It was nothing new to hear Jay call you that but in this moment, you came to a realization. In love was what the past few weeks felt like. Yet despite this, a thought lingered in the back of your mind. What happened when the warmth faded? What happened after two weeks and you and Ni-ki had to move back to your apartment? What happened when the cocoon of warmth you spent so allowing yourself to get enwrapped turned to ice? What happened when you had to return back to reality? You were brought out of your thoughts at the sound of Jay calling your name, asking for confirmation to turn up the heat. But instead,

“If you did then there’d be no reason to stay like this,” you replied teasingly with a smile on your face. The charm of the necklace he gave you shimmered under the kitchen lights as it rested around your neck. Jay wanted nothing more than to tilt your chin upwards and kiss you right then and there. Wanted to show you how much you meant to him. Wanted to love you in all the ways that words could never do it justice. He was so caught up in his thoughts, mesmerized by your smile, and entranced by this whole situation that he hadn’t realized what had just happened when something cool was felt at the tip of his nose, then, on his cheek and he heard a laugh from you.

“Did you just- don’t tell me there’s frosting on my face right now.”

You weren’t quite sure what possessed you to perform your following actions in the next moments. Maybe it was lack of sleep. Maybe it was how close Jay was to you that you couldn’t help but want to be closer to him. Maybe it was the way your mind grew hazy with only one thought and one alone on your mind.

You couldn’t help it when you let go of the spatula.

Couldn’t stop yourself when you got on your tiptoes.

Couldn’t hold back from wrapping your arms around his neck and your fingers playing with the edges of his hair.

“There’s no frosting on your face.” Eyes looking in his for any signs of hesitancy, all you saw was something you could almost label as love. But you didn’t dare.

“No? Then what’s on my face?”

“Well on your lips,” closing the distance between your lips and his so that it was mere centimeters, “are mine,” you whispered before your eyes fluttered shut and the distance closed.

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BnHA Chapter 300: Days of Our Todorokis

Previously on BnHA: Hawks was all “hey Jeanist, wanna go on a road trip with me to my mom’s house?” Jeanist was all “you know it,” and so they hopped into Jeanist’s jercedes and took off. Hawks took a nap and had a flashback to his Dickensian childhood living in a abject poverty with his jerk mom and jerk dad, thinking heroes were make-believe until one day Endeavor arrested his dad and Baby Hawks was all “OH SHIT.” And then he saved a bunch of people, and the HPSC was all “what do we have here,” and blah blah blah, you know the rest. Back in the present, Hawks was all “well my life is currently in shambles, but on the plus side there’s no one bossing me around anymore so that’s pretty cool,” and then decided he was going to talk to Endeavor. Fandom was all “I can’t believe Hawks would side with his childhood hero over the man who burned his wings off and posted a video calling him a violent murderer who took after his abusive dad,” so that was fun and stuff. I can’t wait to see what piping fresh takes this new chapter will bring.

Today on BnHA: Our old friend Carbonation Carl tries to loot a Starbucks and gets his ass kicked by a senior citizen. Society is all “YEAH, WE’RE REALLY STARTING TO GET SICK OF THIS SHIT.” Old Man Samurai is all “this room won’t stop me because I can’t read it” and abruptly decides to retire, which, fun fact, is literally THE LEAST HELPFUL THING ANYONE HAS EVER DONE. Anyway so then a bunch of other punkasses follow suit, and while I won’t say that I’m actually starting to root for Stain to kill some peeps, just for the record I’m not not saying that either. Back in the hospital, Endeavor cries some tears because his life sucks, and then is confronted by his entire family, LED BY QUEEN REI, FIRST OF HER NAME, BACK IN BUSINESS AND LARGE AND IN CHARGE. Rei is all “fuck feeling sorry for yourself, we have a rogue Murder Son on the loose” and I swear to god I have never felt so alive.

so here we go! and just for the record, even though the last two chapters have been phenomenal, I don’t necessarily have any sky-high expectations for chapter 300, mostly because chapters 100 and 200 consisted of Mei Boobs, and Toadette and her horrific quirk lmao. so go ahead Horikoshi, what are you gonna pull out of your hat for this one

oh, back to this stuff again. sob

I guess there was only so much time we could spend having hospital antics and exploring Hawks’s past before we got back to dealing with the whole “the world has gone to absolute shit” issue huh, lol

omg

what’s with these bizarrely cute Noumus. why do I want to pet them

so the narrative text is going on about how people have been super paranoid about the Noumu ever since the USJ incident a year ago. so yeah, I guess the fact that there are now a bunch of them confirmed to be running around is really freaking people out even on top of everything else

wtf is happening here

what did this poor lil glass ever do to anyone. r.i.p.

OH MY FUCKING GOD

SODA SAM IS BACK ON THE LAM

tsk tsk tsk. my man has graduated from snatching purses to raiding cafes. going after that big money. this man has no business sense whatsoever lmao

OH BUT WATCH IT NOW!!

OH SNAP THE PEOPLE ARE FIGHTING BACK. WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW SAM

THIS MAN IS 172 YEARS OLD AND HE’S NOT HERE TO PLAY GAMES!!

WTF IS HE LIGHTING THIS THING ON FIRE OR SOME SHIT. GETTEM GRANDPA YEAHHHH HE’S CHARGING AT EM YEAHHHHHH

lmao so that was fun. and now we’re cutting to Wash!! omg. look at him

he’s so dedicated. too bad you don’t have a car like Best Jeanist. probably takes a while when you’re just running everywhere

you see?? you were too slow!!

NOOOO, GRANDPA. he defeated Pepsi Pete, but lost his life in the process. this is too tragic

anyway so the good news is that the cafe has been saved! but the bad news is, there really isn’t much of a cafe left. huh. I guess that’s one of the reasons why people are supposed to get a license to use their quirks like this

oh snap and now everyone is coming outside, and they’re none too happy to see poor old Wash over here

seriously Wash, get a bicycle or something. also the way this guy is gesturing so dramatically with his hand in this sort of “YOU SEE!! YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS!!” manner is sending me

OH MY GOD

HE SPEAKS. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS. IT MEANS JEANS PUNS ARE YESTERDAY’S NEWS, FOLKS!! MAKE WAY FOR THE LAUNDRY PUNS. CAN’T WAIT TO WATCH THIS ALL... UNFOLD

“the heroes had dwindled away” okay real talk you guys, it is literally only a matter of time before they press-gang the children into picking up their slack. I still don’t know how to feel about that, but it is happening one way or the other regardless. Child Soldiers 2 Electric Boogaloo. wonder if we’ll see a rise in vigilante action as well

OHO WHAT’S THIS? THIS IS A CHAPTER OF GRANDPAS HUH

-- no fucking way

WOW. WOW. WOWWWWWW

wow. so he didn’t do a fucking thing while the rest of the top ten were being turned into red mist in the previous arc, and now that it’s all over and they need his help more than ever, he decides... THAT IT’S TIME TO RETIRE. holy shit. “fuck you” doesn’t even begin to cover it my guy. you stand there and soak up those boos you coward

ohhhhhhh shiiiiit you guys. oh shit

the “I am not here” breaks my fucking heart for real though y’all. oh man. everything he worked for is gone just like that

(ETA: okay so a couple of the takes I’ve seen on this make it seem like All Might is somehow the bad guy here?? “this is what happens when society puts a bunch of glorified cops on a pedestal”, “finally the cracks in hero society are showing”, etc. etc. so, just a friendly reminder that this isn’t happening because of too much trust and a lack of critical thinking; this is happening because the villains killed all the heroes and broke a bunch of murderers out of jail. it’s happening because an organized league of terrorists succeeded in terrorizing, and so society is now understandably awash in fear and panic. like, it’s just wild to me that AFO is RIGHT FUCKING THERE, and yet week after week fandom still has their “IT’S ALL THE HEROES’ FAULT” signs still up on their lawns. BUT WHATEVER, MOVING ON.)

also though, so exactly how much time is passing here now? I wanted to go straight back to the hospital and see what happens with Deku and the Todorokis. please don’t tell me we’re jumping ahead sob. my aaaaangst

OH SHIT

STAIN. LISTEN UP BUDDY. I KNOW WE’VE HAD OUR DIFFERENCES, AND I STILL DESPISE YOU FOR CRIPPLING TENSEI AND TRYING TO KILL MY BEST BOY TENYA. BUT AS IT HAPPENS, THERE ARE ONE OR TWO OTHER HEROES OUT THERE NOW WHO I WOULDN’T MIND YOU PAYING A VISIT I’M JUST SAYING

LOL BUT IT ACTUALLY ISN’T THIS MAN, FFFFFF

sob. yeah I was talking about Old Man Samurai actually but YEAH. HEY THERE ENJI

also is this entire hospital actually run by characters from Super Mario Bros though. first Yoshi and now this guy, come the fuck on that is not a coincidence

lmao they stuck him in another one of these cavernous creepy hospital rooms

wtf is it with Horikoshi and these giant fucking rooms lately. Kacchan’s in chapter 298, then Tomie’s colossal house furnished with like one table and a TV, and now this. and the weirdest thing about it though is that “huge space with nothing to fill it up” is like the exact opposite of what you’ll usually find in Japanese homes lol

so now Enji is just sitting there thinking things like “my head is fuzzy” and “I’m alive” lmao okay. not quite all there yet, huh. I’ll give you a minute

I’m so fucking curious as to who his first visitor is going to be omg. either way it’s going to be interesting af, and either way fandom is probably going to feel some way about it but OH WELL

okay now his thoughts are getting more coherent! and he’s remembering Touya, and feeling regret for freezing up and forcing Shouto to deal with everything instead

!!! OH HERE GOES BRACE YOURSELVES Y’ALL IT’S ABOUT TO GET SPICY

NO TOUYA PLEASE DON’T CRY HONEY NO PLEASE

ohhhhhhh man

okay, I mean I didn’t expect you to, but so instead then you’re just going to do... what? lie there and wallow in regret and self-pity for the rest of your life? son you know that’s not how we deal with our problems here in Shounen

though also, I totally do get it though. honestly, thinking on it, I probably would have been disappointed with any other response. but so this is where the rest of his family (including his adopted son) come into play now though, because like it or not they’re all in this thing together. and so friends, I am once again asking you WHO IS GOING TO BE THE ONE TO VISIT ENJI FIRST

AHHHHHHH

KRANCH!!!! OMG AND THE OTHERS ARE SO TINY NEXT TO HIM THAT I ALMOST DIDN’T SEE THEM AT FIRST. IT’S BECAUSE THEY’RE TWENTY MILES AWAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS REGULATION HOCKEY RINK OF A ROOM

holy shit I’m so excited lkjlklhlglkasdsjldfk

SDKFJLSKHLKJL

the way she has him by his collar lmaoooo. “lol nah you’re not going anywhere pal.” damn straight, siblings have to be ride or die in situations like this. banding together for survival. strength in numbers

OH MY STARS I’M JUST WARNING YOU NOW THAT I’M ABOUT TO DISSECT EVERY LAST REMAINING PANEL OF THIS CHAPTER PROBABLY YOU GUYS. WE COULD BE HERE A WHILE

love how Fuyu has absolutely no idea how to segue into THE SINGLE MOST AWKWARD CONVERSATION SHE’S EVER HAD, so she just GOES FOR IT in pure small talk mode like they’re meeting up for brunch somewhere

I KNOW IT’S A SMALL THING, BUT I APPRECIATE THAT THE FIRST THING ENJI ASKS IS WHETHER THEY’RE OKAY

lastly while I can’t wait for more of this delicious Natsu angst, I also just have to say that Enji has as much reason to cry right now as anyone on the planet. you can’t deny that being confronted by your not-dead-but-you-thought-he-was-dead son who’s all “SURPRISE DAD I GREW UP TO BE A MASS MURDERER AND I HATE YOU AND EVERYTHING IS ALL YOUR FAULT AND NOW I’M GONNA MAIM YOUR OTHER KID” with a side order of “EVERYONE HATES YOU AND SOCIETY IS CRUMBLING AND NOTHING WILL EVER BE GOOD EVER AGAIN” is enough to bum pretty much anyone out. there’s a Pagliacci the Clown joke here somewhere. BUT DOCTOR, I AM THE NUMBER ONE HERO

oh man lol he is seriously falling apart

damn. like you guys, I’m sorry, go ahead and cancel me, but I do feel compassion for the man. it’s therapeutic for me to see an abuser actually feel remorse and be truly sorry and want to change and want to make it up to his family. and it’s also compelling as fuck to read a narrative about a family that’s trying to grapple with that, because let me tell you straight up, as someone who’s done a version of that song and dance -- it is exhausting. it is a piping hot mess. it’s a gigantic mishmosh of extremely volatile emotions that all somehow all contradict one another. love, hurt, hope, anger, betrayal, resentment, attachment, longing. it’s something you can both be desperate for and also want nothing at all to do with. and attempting to portray all of that and write about it is a monumental task, and one which Horikoshi has done so, so delicately thus far, and damn but I appreciate it. anyway, so I’m here and I’m ready for my latest helping of Todoroki Fam Feels you guys

GASP

oh man. OHMANOHMANOHMAN. CAN IT REALLY BE. IS THIS THE REDEMPTION ARC OF CHAPTERS 100 AND 200???

LMAO SHE’S ALL “WE ALL FEEL BAD YOU JACKASS STOP CRYING ABOUT IT”

LAY INTO HIM REI!! SORRY ENJI YOUR PITY PARTY HAS BEEN CANCELLED IN FAVOR OF A “SO WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT” PARTY COURTESY OF QUEEN ELSA OVER HERE. THE PEOPLE TOOK A VOTE AND WE WANT LESS WHINING AND MORE ACTION

oh my god look at this lady folks

NOTE THE HAIR BLOWING IN THE NONEXISTENT WIND. NOW WE KNOW WHERE SHOUTO GOT THIS POWER FROM

(ETA: btw guys, seeing Rei handle this crisis like an absolute champ despite everything she’s been through is everything, though. I’m reminded of Hawks’s line last week about people sometimes unexpectedly finding liberation when they’re backed into a corner. like things may be shit but goddammit her kiddos need her.)

THE CHAPTER IS ALREADY ENDING SOB, IT’S ONLY A 17-PAGER THIS WEEK, BUT GODDAMN WHAT A WAY TO CLOSE

oh my god. oh my god oh my god. AND FUCK YOU HORIKOSHI FOR CUTTING IT OFF THERE sob. it’s like each week the wait for the next chapter becomes more painful. the Todofam is about to get real, and on top of that Hawks is gonna crash the party at some point down the line, and on top of that we’re still waiting for Kacchan to have his own heartfelt discussion about What The Fuck Are We Supposed To Do Next with his best friend who’s currently in a coma. all I want to do with my life is read about these three things, and all I can do is simply wait as they are portioned out in agonizing, addicting little installments every week

anyway! tune in next time as we answer the question of whether or not fandom will finally run its train of logic all the way through to its natural conclusion and somehow manage to cancel Noted Abuse Apologist Todoroki Fucking Rei. don’t act like it can’t happen. you all know nothing is sacred lol. anyways but I’m ready for anything lol, bring it

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Creepypasta Scenarios - First Meeting (Part 3)

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Lost Silver

As stupid as it sounds, the game didn’t scare you.

It had started as a joke, something passed around your friend group after it had been discovered. The cartridge was just a janky version of a Pokémon game that was apparently spooky and so, everybody had taken turns messing around with it. They all said creepy things started happening but nothing too bad.

When it was your turn, you had been fully expecting something out of a horror movie. Instead, you had gotten a game that just had audio cut offs and weird notes warning you to stay out. It wasn’t all together scary.

You mentioned this to the next person you gave the game to in your friend group and they had laughed, saying it would probably ring true for them also.

But for some reason, your ally didn’t manifest.

Less than two days later, they practically threw the game at the rest of you and ran away sprouting things about curses. After that, the appeal of playing it kind of went away.

Nobody wanted to buy it and apparently throwing it out wasn’t a suggestion. So you ended up getting it.

Curiosity soon got the better of you and you booted up the game again, really sure that it would do something absolutely crazy but it never did. It ran like it always had with only that one file being completed.

So you deleted the file.

And nothing happened.

The next day, when you booted up the game, the file had simply returned as though you hadn’t deleted it in the first place. A similar thing occurred the next time. And the next.

Eventually you gave up and just started your own game. There, everything ran like it was meant to and you were beginning to think that your friends had all been imagining stuff. Maybe their paranoid got to them or something like that?

But eventually, the nightmares started. And they were bad.

You couldn’t remember exactly what happened during them. They were a swirling mess of games and glitches, horrible things spelled out in letters and blood covering everything. You would always wake up right when they seemed to be coming to a pivotal point. You’d find yourself dragged into a graveyard and then you’d wake up screaming

It was awful. You hardly got any sleep during them and they seemed to haunt you every night, keeping you up until the early hours of the morning.

But the worst only came when you didn’t wake up.

When you were dragged to the grave and looked down to see the ellipsis where the name should be. A punch to the gut that reminded you of what the game file was called. A confirmation of what was causing this dream.

You stared at it for ages before your eyes drifted up and you met his gaze. He was covered in blood, it leaked from every orifice and limb. It stained his dirty clothing even worse.

While you were staring, the world seemed to distort even though he didn’t. The game world melted away and your bedroom slowly reappeared.

It wasn’t until you saw car headlights move past your window – casting awful shadows across the room – that you realised you were no longer dreaming. He wasn’t a figment of your imagination.

The temperature in the room plummeted and you began to slowly reach for a weapon of some kind. He turned to look at what you were watching. His head tilted to the side and a glitch raced across his body before he vanished into thin air. Flicking on the lights didn’t show him hiding or cowering.

Perhaps your friends weren’t crazy after all.

Masky

“You know, if we had been a little more patient, none of this would have happened,” your sibling lectured. “We could be relaxing inside the car without having to worry about a bloody flash flood coming down from the sky.”

You shoved their back, forcing them to stumble a little as they went through the door. “Chances are the river’s going to burst its banks anyway. We would have been stuck in traffic for hours because the bridge is blocked off.”

“At least we would have been dry,” they muttered, running their fingers through their hair. “And not trapped inside an abandoned building.”

You rolled your eyes and made your way over the rubble to settle down on a camping chair. “Don’t even start. This place has been a hangout for my friends and I for ages. There’s never been a single problem bigger than a few spiders.”

“Till a landlord shows up,” they scoffed.

“Then we’ll move to the forest,” you joked. “I’m sure there’s a good bear cave we can use.”

“I’m going to be an only child,” they said, rolling their eyes. Still, they made their way over and sat. “How long do you think we have until the storm dies down?”

You relaxed back into the chair and smiled up at the asbestos-filled ceiling. “From the sound of it, a while.”

It wouldn’t have been the first time you had taken a nap in the building. You were scared of giant cockroaches coming to eat you once. You had gotten used to it since then but this time when you woke up, you were uneasy.

Glancing around, nothing was out of the ordinary. Your sibling was snoring in the chair next to you and outside the rain was pounding the roof.

You sat upright. Sometimes was definitely wrong.

Pulling your phone from your pocket, you got up from the chair and began walking as quietly as you could through the house. It had always been tiny and practically void of furniture, but the few rooms provided ample hiding spots.

Nothing but rubble was in most of the rooms but, in what you presumed had once been a bathroom, you found a person.

He had his back to you but when you pushed the door open to peer in, he spun around, his hand flying to his side. He was wearing a white mask, dark features etched onto it, and an orange jacket. A dark stain ran up the right side of it, emanating from under his hand. The oddness of his clothing made you immediately back away from the door, finger twitching on your cell phone in case you needed to call for help.

The two of you stared at each other in silence.

You were lost about what to say or do. The stain on his jacket was spreading and the more you stared at it, the more you became convinced it was blood. “Are you okay?” you finally managed to ask.

It took him a while to respond but then he nodded. The mask was unnerving you. You didn’t like not being able to see a person’s facial expressions.

“I don’t mean to pry or anything, but it really looks like you’re bleeding,” you said. “And quite badly. I can call for an ambulance or something although…” you turned your attention to the window behind his head. “I’m not sure they’ll be able to get anywhere with this weather.”

He stepped backward. “I’m fine,” he said, so soft you barely caught it. “I thought this place was abandoned.”

“It normally is,” you answered. “But we had to avoid the storm. I’m guessing that’s why you’re here also?”

“Yes,” he responded.

You waited or him to say something more, but all you got was silence. He had moved further away and now he had his back against the window. Part of you wanted to turn around and go back to your sibling but you were unsure about turning your back on the strange man.

The mask made you scared he could stab you or something.

Somebody calling your name made you turn your head on instinct. Your sibling must have woken up and realised you were missing.

Quickly, you turned back to the man, but he had disappeared. Rain spat through the now open window.

Nurse Ann

Everybody always warned you about exploring old buildings. They would yell about how many things could injure or kill you. Stray animals, drug addicts, old equipment, and all that. You had heard just about every warning imaginable. Ghosts were pretty commonly mentioned also.

But killer nurse was a new one.

“Come on, just give me a little more information,” you nagged. “I’m going there whether you’re with me or not so you may as well just tell me what you’ve heard.”

Your friend (and partner in crime for most ventures) groaned. “It’s not much. They just say that she guards the place and if you get too close, she’ll run you off with a chainsaw. Some people have died from injuries they got while there. Let’s just give this one a miss, alright?”

But you were not in agreement at all.

“Maybe she’s cute though,” you teased.

They didn’t find that funny and you didn’t push them to come with you. So later that evening, you snuck in by yourself.

The hospital was old with crumbling walls and smashed windows. It was hidden from the public by means of a tall barbed-wire fence and a substantial distance of open garden. Nothing too extreme for you and definitely worth the potential items you’d find inside. When hospitals went under, they often left tons of awesome stuff just scattered around.

You’d never sold anything you found in your abandoned building dives. They were more collectables than anything else but they meant quite a bit to you.

There weren’t any signs of crazy nurses as you approached the place. Nobody came running at you with a chainsaw at least. You didn’t even find evidence of squatters who could sometimes pose some danger.

After deciding it was safe enough, you lifted yourself through one of the windows and began to explore.

Honestly, it was creepy. Everything was way too old to be worth collecting and there were too many unidentifiable stains for your liking. The water damage was bad. It looked like the ceiling was there for aesthetics only and several rooms creaked too much for you to comfortably cross them.

And that was even without the awkward feeling of being watched.

You told yourself that it was just superstition but you couldn’t shake it. Every few seconds saw you looking over your shoulder in anticipation. It distracted you from keeping your eye on the path in front of you and the loud crack reached your ears too late.

The floor gave out and you fell through. Your shoulder hit some kind of metal object as you landed in the room below. Painful shocks ripped through your body and your head knocked against the floor with a heavy thud.

Stars danced in front of your vision and you raised your hand to the top of your head. Blood coated your hand when you lowered it to look.

Shit.

Shakily, you tried to pull yourself up but quickly found that your arm was too sore. Instead, you pulled your phone from your pocket and sent off the emergency text to your friend.

The world faded to black not long after that.

When you woke up next, you were in your room with a bandage wrapped around your head. You had felt like absolute crap but still gotten up to thank them for the save. They had nodded and warned you to be more careful, happy that you had been outside the hospital so they didn’t have to look for too long.

Before you could even think about how you had crawled there, they asked how you had managed to do your own stitches so nicely.

Puppeteer

Your camera was on 10% battery.

Grumbling, you shoved it into your bag and cursed your past self for forgetting to put it on charge. In order to get the best sunrise photos, you had found yourself waking up earlier and earlier. It was tiring but it was worth it… most of the time.

You just hoped that at least one of your pictures was usable but you could only check on them once you got home.

The streetlight above your head flickered as you walked past. It wasn’t unusual but when you were the only person awake for miles around, it was awfully creepy.

Putting your hands into your jacket pockets, you continued strolling back home. The neighborhood had never been dangerous and despite living in the area for your entire life, no incidents made you want to stop walking around at night.

Deciding that you wanted to take a precautionary shot, you headed for your neighbour’s house first. They had an arch covered in jasmine flowers that made for some perfectly safe photos and they never minded your presence.

After making your way there and getting a few photos, you were treated to the fright of your life when their began howling and barking. It wasn’t aimed at you but you didn’t like the noise regardless.

As you rounded the corner of the house, planning on racing back to your own home, you encountered the dog’s target.

A man – cloaked in the darkness and barely illuminated by the streetlight – opening one of the windows with ease. Irritated by the dog, he didn’t notice you until your finger twitched around the shutter of your camera. There was a flash.

His head snapped up and you screamed.

The man’s complexation was literally grey. He wasn’t just ill, he was the colour of storm clouds. Golden eyes with no pupils glared at you and froze you in place. Whatever he was, this man was the furthest thing from human.

Your scream woke your neighbors. The sound of movement began coming from inside the house.

He abandoned the window, stalking towards you. The air tingled like it was expecting a lightning storm. Golden tendrils grew from his fingertips and shot towards you. They had you pinned in an instant.

You struggled against them and opened your mouth to scream again but they wrapped around your head, forcing your jaw shut.

This was how you died… tears spilled down your cheeks at the realization. You were going to be an unsolved murder. All you hoped was you got a good picture of him.

Your neighbor’s front door opened and great dane let out an ear-splitting bark as he raced toward you.

The man, or creature, or monster, or whatever he was, released you to face the dog. He let it approach before vanishing into a cloud of smoke as its jaws reached him.

“What was that?” the timid voice brought you back into reality.

“It was trying to get into your house,” you said. “I screamed when I saw it and then it grabbed me.” Your voice changed to a whimper as reality hit you. You nearly died.

The small child of the house came over to hug your leg. “I’m sure Puppet didn’t mean to scare you,” she said. “He always comes to visit but he doesn’t like it when people make noise. You shouldn’t scream when you see him again.”

You made eye-contact with the parents and they wore expressions of horror at their daughter’s words.

“Puppet?” you asked in a small voice.

She nodded rapidly. “He says he stops by because he likes watching people. I think that he’s watching us all right now! But he can hide in the shadows too well.”

“I’m going to go and call the police,” somebody said.

You weren’t all too focused. The feeling of being watched grew heavier and you clutched tightly at the camera in your hands.

Slenderman

You couldn’t tell if they were being serious. You hoped that they were joking. They weren’t genuinely going to…

“No,” you stated.

The two younger children both turned to look at you simultaneously. Guilt flashed across their faces as though they weren’t aware you were listening. It was as though you were asked to babysit them because you didn’t pay attention. These two should have realised that by now.

“Do you think all the stories are true?” the boy asked. “I think that they are. One of my friends said she saw a huge dog in the forest and then it ran away after eating a whole cow!”

“No way!” his twin sister shouted. “Dogs don’t eat cows, so it can’t be true!”

You put on your best intimidating expression and crossed your arms. “I don’t care if they’re true or not. There is absolutely no chance that either of you are going to go running off into the woods with bears, wolves and all kinds of other creatures.”

The two children glanced at each other and bolted for the tree line before you could grab their shirts.

Thankfully your legs were longer even if they had a head start and you managed to catch up pretty quickly. Once you caught the boy and picked him up with ease, the girl dashed behind a tree.

“Can we please just leave?” you asked nicely. “If we forget about the forest adventure thing, I promise I won’t tell your parents and I’ll get you ice cream.”

The boy was trying his hardest to get out of your hold. You were starting to think babysitting didn’t pay enough.

“I don’t want ice cream,” the girl said. “I want to go and find a unicorn.”

She darted off into the forest and you let out a deep groan. Shifting the boy’s weight over your one hip, you started walking after her. If you wanted to give chase via running, you would have to put the kid down and trust him to follow or stay.

It was obvious that wasn’t happening.

It didn’t take you too long to find the girl. Mostly because she had stopped in the middle of a weird grove in the trees. She was just staring off into the dark shadows beyond it.

As you approached her, static popped in your ears. You shook your head in an effort to displace it but the closer you got, the louder it became.

The child in your arms whimpered, clutching his head.

You softly called her name and then it appeared. It was a man-like monster, standing just in the shadows of the trees. Easily over 7ft tall and insanely thin with no facial features. Your heart jumped into your throat and your stomach tied itself into a knot.

Without taking your eyes off it, you reached out a hand and fumbled around until you grabbed the girl’s shirt.

The static was getting louder and louder. You tried to shut it out as you started moving backwards, tugging the child along after you. She wasn’t willing to move her legs. She was entranced but whether by fear or magic, you couldn’t tell.

And then it was much closer.

You stumbled in fright, letting go of the girl’s shirt and landing on your ass. The boy fell on top of you but scrambled away and hide in the bushes within the blink of an eye. You sent a silent prayer to him to run back home to the other adults.

Once again, the creature was stationary but now the static was growing to such a volume that you could imagine your ears were starting to bleed.

You reached out for the girl again slowly, but something wrapped around your leg and yanked you into the air.

It took almost a full second for you to realise that the screaming ringing in your ears was you. Whatever was holding you tightened and whipped your body through the air. It was like your leg was being ripped away.

Then you were falling.

It was some feat of luck that you managed to twist your body, so you didn’t land on your head. You lay there for a while before something poking your back made you unbury your face.

The twins were staring at you with wide eyes and the monster was nowhere in sight.

“What was –“ you couldn’t finish.

“Slenderman,” they said in perfect sync.

Splendorman

Another stop…

You couldn’t help yourself. Every time you walked past one of the posters fluttering lightly in the wind you had to stop and stare at it.

A few days ago, your dog, your beautiful and sweet puppy, had disappeared from your house without a trace. The missing posters were depressing reminders that he wasn’t home. It hadn’t taken long for your mind to spiral into the negative thoughts about how close the road was.

Damn your coworkers. One of the had suggested the road in the first place and while they hadn’t intended anything malicious, it was definitely not helping your fears.

The dog had been with you through thick and through thin… if it was dead, you may as well have lost a close family member.

Hanging your head, you dragged your eyes away from the poster and kept walking.

People bumped into you, but it was your fault. You refused to look up in case another poster distracted you. Getting home before the sun set was your only focus now.

You had tried going out and searching in all the places where your dog once spent time to no avail. Always willing to try again, you chose to drop off your bags and head out later that evening when you ran out of distractions.

As you walked through the gates in front of your house, a gust of air gently messed up your hair. A gust of wind suspiciously similar to a laugh.

Your logical mind told you it came from the street, but something made you stop in your tracks.

The walls around your property towered. There’s no possibility that somebody could be in your garden. To try and scale one of the walls, they would have been in full view of your neighbours who would have undoubtedly called the cops.

“You’re sad,” the wind whispered before you could brush off your suspicion.

Spinning wildly, you searched around for the source. You backed up until your entrance gate was behind you. You could run down to the main street with ease if you could just get your fumbling fingers to unlock things.

“Don’t run,” the wind said, this time blowing from a separate direction. “I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I just wanted to know why you’re upset.”

Is this what going insane was? Nobody around and the wind was talking to you. You had always feared losing your mind and now it was happening.

“I’m real,” the wind said. “I’m hiding because I’ll scare you if you see me.”

“I’m going mad,” you muttered, shaking your head. “If this is somebody pulling a prank on me I swear….”

The wind quietened for a bit and then it picked up again, ruffling your hair as it spoke. “If I show myself, it’ll prove that you’re not going crazy, but I don’t want to make it worse by frightening you… you��re so sad already.”

“I lost my best friend and people have been telling me he’s most likely dead,” you hissed. “Obviously I’m not in the best mood. Now I’m losing my fucking mind and talking to air.”

The atmosphere around you dropped, like it does moments before lightning strikes. You glanced at the sky in confusion. As expected, no clouds in sight.

You lowered your gaze and a 7ft tall creature covered in bright polka dots stood in front of your house.

Once you screamed, it disappeared.

“I’m sorry,” the wind said. “I knew I would scare you, but I had hoped it would show you that I’m not imaginary. I’m just trying to help.”

The gate finally opened behind you and you stumbled backwards through it, your heart sitting in your throat. A monster was in your house and it was probably going to kill you. Spinning on your heel, you took off full speed back towards the main street.

You were fully expecting it to give chase now that you hadn’t fallen for its claims of harmlessness but it didn’t.

Instead you reached the main road and only got a few strange looks because of how much you were shaking. Nothing followed you.

The wind picked up once more. “I’ll try and help,” it promised.

People walking around you should have heard it as well but none of them so much as blinked.

Ticci Toby

While you had been told that a noise limit for the forest existed, your laughter refused to cooperate. It rang through the trees and probably chased off all the animals nearby. A picnic out in a national forest was a fantastic way to reconcile with nature and to scare it all away.

With eleven people in your picnic party, chances of any creatures coming into view were already slim though so you didn’t worry too much.

“We didn’t bring nearly enough fruit,” you muttered as you dug in the basket.

“Excuse you, I brought a whole watermelon but you ate it,” somebody answered your grumble. “If you want fruit, it is spring. Go and forage for some berries.”

You snorted. “Yeah, right. I’m going to go out by myself in the middle of the one season where bears are irritable as fuck. I know I sometimes act a little impulsively, but I don’t exactly have a wish to die at the claws of a grumpy teddy.”

Your friend leaned towards you. “Is that so? What if we split into teams and made a bet? Loser has to take a dip in the river.”

“A bet?” you asked. “I’m interested.”

She grinned and snapped her fingers. “Okay, there are eleven people so I’m feeling groups of two with one impartial party as a judge. We should be fine if we make enough noise and stick within close vicinity to each other. See how many berries we can gather?”

Tipping out the picnic basket’s contents, you smirked and pushed it into her chest. “Oh, I hope you brought a swimming costume.”

Everybody teamed up with ease and grabbed one of the many containers lying on the blanket. You headed out with your partner and gave a wink to the other teams. All you needed was to find one good bush first and you had it won.

“We should split up,” your partner said. “Cover more ground.”

You nodded. “We meet up back here once we’ve found a good bush,” you agreed. “And we shout if we find any animals.”

Obviously, your plans hadn’t involved losing your footing almost directly after the two of you split.

Tumbling down the small hill, you tried your hardest to protect yourself from the bushes as you went through them. At some point, you lost your basket and by the time you had finally rolled to a stop, you had no idea where it was.

Grumbling, you stood up and started searching until something dark caught your eye. Thinking it was your basket, you made your way over.

The clearing you walked into housed a scene you could never have imagined.

A dead bear lay slumped against a tree, its fur being what had caught your eye earlier. A hatchet buried in its neck was spilling blood onto the floor around it. All that hardly compared to the man leaning against a tree.

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed. “Are you alright?”

His head immediately snapped up, allowing you to see that he was wearing a mouth guard and a pair of goggles. Blood seeped from between his fingers where they clutched against his chest, but he hardly noticed. A hatchet was hanging from his belt.

Suddenly, you were wishing you had kept your mouth shut.

He stared at you blankly for a while, an occasional twitch minorly affecting his body. Reaching up, he took off his mouthguard. “I can’t feel any pain,” he said. “So, I’m fine. Why are y-you out here? The hiking trail is far.” He struggled with one of the words, seeming to hiccup a little on it.

“I was searching for berries and I slipped down a hill,” you answered. “Are you sure you’re okay? It looks like you got into a fight with a bear. Your shirt is all bloody.”

“I did fight a bear,” he laughed, gesturing to it. “I won.”

Your eyes grew wider. “I think you should get to a hospital. What’s your name? I can call somebody for you and we’ll get you medical attention.”

“Toby,” he said. “That’s my name. What’s yours?”

You gave him your full name and pulled out your phone. “My friends are close by,” you said. “Don’t worry, they’ll be here to help soon.”

When you raised your attention from your phone, he had disappeared and so had the hatchet from the bear’s neck.

Trenderman

Work was hard. It made your feet ache, it made your back click and crack, and it felt like the problems would never end.

Would you give up working in the fashion industry? Not a chance.

Your boss walked past where you were calming down an irate customer over the phone and dropped the keys to the front of the building in front of you. “Close up for me,” she mouthed as she left.

Nodding, you moved them to the side of the desk where they couldn’t be lost.

Once you had finished calming the customer, you glanced around to check how many people were left in the room. Three still working and one in the process of leaving. You were technically going into overtime at this point, but you didn’t mind.

There was a reason you were promoted so quickly.

“We need to set up cameras!” one of the floor managers snapped, storming into the office. She marched straight over to your desk and glowered at you. “I put this request in a week ago.”

Scrolling through the documents, you quickly opened the file. “I see but it looks like it’s been bumped due to a shipment malfunction, I’ll flag it. What’s the problem?”

“Customers or members of staff are moving items around and throwing things out without warning. We need to catch the culprits!” she snapped.

“What has been thrown out?” you asked. “I’ll add it into the information.”

The woman started listing quicker than you could type. “I’ve found crocs, toeless thigh-high boots, bellbottomed jeans, coloured faux fur jackets, luminous lipstick, w-necks, and jeggings all in vast numbers in the trash can. Every time I put them out on shelves, they disappear again.”

It took everything in you not to snort. “I’ll mark this vital.”

She stalked off and you went back to inputting the shipping requirements. You were meant to be organising what was coming in for the latest line and subtly omitting anything that wouldn’t sell well enough.

Slowly but surely, your co-workers trickled out of the office after finishing off their daily tasks. You kept going, trying to make sure you could have a longer break the next day.

Finally, when the sun had already set, you relented and started getting ready to go home.

You sung as you finished packing up for the day. Being the last one in the building (thus having to lock up) made you a little more confident as you danced around getting everything together. You slung your bag over your shoulder and happily trotted over to the door.

It made you so happy that your boss entrusted you to be the last one around. She was so hyper-protective of company secrets that you were proud of yourself for winning her over.

Your talent with people was something you attributed to dealing with painful customers.

As you passed through the store-part of the business you stopped to rearrange a mannequin. Every morning when you came in, you always noticed something had been changed with this specific one. You figured you could move something small and see if it would be a good place to set up a hidden camera.

Though you weren’t expecting it to suddenly grab your arm.

“You may be one of the few workers here with good taste, but I advise you don’t try and change my outfit,” it said. It didn’t have a mouth, but the words rang in your head, nevertheless.

You screamed and pulled away, tearing your arm from its grip. Shelves were knocked over and clothing was sent flying as you tried to escape.

The mannequin just watched you as you fumbled madly for the door.

The glass rattled in the frame from how hard you slammed it shut behind you. You sped off down the street, moving faster than you ever had before. You collapsed on your lawn by the time you reached the house, taking deep breaths.

Nothing had followed you. Everything was okay.

With shaking fingers, you dialed your boss’ number and told her you would be taking a sick day. There wasn’t a chance in hell you were going anywhere near there again.

Not to mention the mess you made… you were definitely getting fired.