#but ok I didn't tell you this guys but when help leaked I wasn't on this blog right and only watched the boys through unfiltered updates

[tooxmanyxships]

oof angst prompt ok......imagine max and daniel are pining for each other ala McLaren era but neither know the other likes them back and max out of frustration or something starts hooking up lewis in Fwb kinda way cause lewis gets him (brocedes style but also now george) and somehow shit gets leaked and it's all up in the news, so they start fake dating cause FWB/one night stands are so scandalous, in the meantime daniel is absolutely breaking down thinking how max is into guys but didn't pick him and George is now questioning shit cause he doesn't like the fact that max has lewis and Lewis didn't even tell him (denial of feelings maybe) . Lewis and max can't even break up too quickly cause they are in the public eye and have to be all lovey dovey (ish) and are slowly getting confused so now we have 4 sad people who have no clue how to fix this (bonus points if dan george appear closer after the whole leak cause they drown their sorrows together or something)

Damn I love this idea!

It's most likely gonna be multi chaptered, but that's more fun, right?

Consider this as a sneak peek/the first chapter

Will it have a happy end? I have no idea yet

Why did he have to leave him?

Okay, technically it was just Daniel switching teams, but, it didn't feel that way.

It felt like heartbreak.

Didn't Daniel have as much fun as he had while they were teammates?

Was it all his imagination of how close they were?

Was it really just him who felt like this about his teamma--- former teammate.

He'll have to get used to saying that. Even if he didn't want to.

It sucks. everything sucks.

He doesn't want to deal with these feelings, so he goes and drowns them at a bar in Monaco one night.

He's already pretty wasted when he sees him, at the bar, asking the bartender for a drink.

He makes his way over there to say hello.

"Lewis!" He slurs out the name a little. "Didn't expect to see you here."

"Max?" Lewis looks just as surprised as Max felt when he saw him. "I didn't know this was your type of bar."

It wasn't. Not until Daniel brought him here a few times. Then it somehow became his favorite one.

"What can I say... I'm full of surprises."

Lewis' lips curl up into a small grin and he slaps Max's shoulder amicably.

"You sure are." he thanks the bartender when he gets his drink, then turns back to Max. "You on your own?"

Max nods, "Yeah. What about you?"

"Same," Lewis took a sip from his drink, looking around. "It's pretty crowded tonight."

"That's fun, no?" Lewis can tell Max has already had a few drinks too many and honestly, he's getting there too. "Would be boring if it wasn't."

"Yeah," he thinks 'fuck it' and empties his glass in one go. "You wanna dance?"

It's a silly question, because he knows Max isn't exactly world's greatest dancer - neither is he - but he just needs to do something to get the pressure off. He's pretty sure Max feels the same way.

The grin on Max's face says enough. Lewis has just enough time to place his glass back onto the bar before he gets dragged off to the dancefloor.

They dance, laugh and drink some more. They get kicked out, along with some other customers, when the bar is going to close and they stumble outside.

"You wanna share a cab?"

Lewis thinks Max must be more drunk than he thought he was for asking this.

"Yeah, sure."

He knows he's far gone when he gives his answer.

The ride in the backseat of the cab is... Interesting.

Max gets a little bit touchy and Lewis doesn't really seem to mind.

Max gets really clingy when they're in the hotel lobby and Lewis has no choice but to pull Max into the elevator and help him up to his room.

He wants to leave and go to his own room straight away, but Max - who has even more strength than Lewis gave him credit for - grabs him and then he's crowding him in and kissing him and Lewis has nowhere to go.

He could push him away, but fuck--- he craves this. Whatever this is.

They end up as two naked bodies in tangled sheets, whispering words which are meant for someone else.

Max wishes the voice had an Australian accent. Lewis wishes the voice sounded more British.

But it is what it is. They did what they did.

And when Lewis sneaks out of the hotel later on, he doesn't feel particularly bad about it and neither does Max.

~~~~~~~**********~~~~~~~~~~

It's Pierre who texts him first. Just a: 'mate. Did you see this?' and a link to some picture on some gossip site.

Daniel clicks on it anyway, prepared to immediately close it again, but he stops when he sees the picture and the headline.

"Sir Lewis Hamilton caught sneaking out of the red bull drivers' hotel"

No.

This can't be what they're insinuating here.

There must be some perfectly fit other explanation for this.

But he makes the mistake of scrolling further - - -

There are more pictures. Pictures of Lewis and Max at a bar. - their bar -.

Pictures of Max and Lewis getting out of said bar and into a cab.

Sharing a cab.

Max and Lewis getting out at the red bull hotel - - -

Daniel closes the article and slams his phone down.

He knows how Max gets when he's drunk.

It makes his stomach turn.

It looks like things went down exactly as insinuated.

Why Lewis?

Why not him?

Did their time together as teammates really mean that little to the Dutch boy?

Whatever reason Max had, it really, really hurt Daniel a lot.

But he was gonna act like nothing happened.

Just be like he always was with Max.

He wondered how George felt about this.

~~~~~~*******~~~~~~~

Interesting....

That's the first thing that crossed George's mind when he came across the pictures of Lewis and Max partying together.

His eyes widening a little at the pictures at the hotel.

Why people waited so long to see someone come back out of a hotel, he really didn't understand.

But yeah, it was interesting to see. Especially because it was those two.

Maybe nothing really happened.

- as if -

He was definitely gonna investigate.

And while investigating, he'd be distracted from all other disturbing things he might or might not be feeling for his teammate

It was a win win situation.

Sort of.

If Lewis was happy, then he was happy too.

Or that's what he likes to make himself belief.

[themultifandomgal]

Matt Casey- Fight For Us Pt4

Since this whole thing with Matt and Voight I've been getting really nervous, nervous for Ella and I

"Antonio's going to help us"

"Matt I don't think your understanding. The house isn't safe for Ella. Look Matt I love you but until this blows over we're going to stay with Gabby" I say as I'm packing Ella's bag

"YN you can't leave. We're good again and now your taking my daughter"

"Im not taking her away Matt. We're not splitting up, but I'm scared that one of us is going to get hurt. Voight pulled me over saying I ran a stop sign which I didn't, Ella was in the car Matt. It was a threat. I just need to know Ella's safe"

"I know. I know. Im sorry. I promise this will be over" Matt pulls me into him kissing my forehead

"Im just so scared"

"So you and Matt are on a break?"

"No. It's just with all of this Voight stuff. Im just scared Kelly. What if Ella gets hurt because of this"

"Do you want Matt to retract his statement"

"No. It's to late to do that anyway" my phone rings, but I don't recognise the number straight away

"Hello? What? Oh god.....yeah I'll be there in 10"

"Who was that?" Kelly asks

"The hospital. Matts been hurt. Can you watch Ella for me?" I whisper so Ella doesn't hear

"Sure"

"Thanks" I get up off the couch and walk over to Ella who's sat on the floor playing with some toy cars

"Hey Ella. Momma has to pop out for a little bit, but uncle Kelly is going to look after you. Ok?"

"Ok momma, but where are you going?"

"I just need to go and see someone. I won't be long" I kiss her on the head before leaving Kelly's and driving to the hospital.

"There's no cracked ribs. You're next in line

for the CT scam" Dr Thomas walks in with the X-ray results while I stand with Antoni nervously biting my nails "can you sit up for me?"

"Yeah" Matt groans. I can see the bruise on his side already forming

"I need you to take some deep breaths, okay?" I look out if the window and see Herrmann, Otis, Mouch and my dad. Dad walks in and over to me giving me a hug

"Wheres Ella?"

"With Kelly" I tell him

"Sounds clear that's good"

"Thanks Hallie" I give her a small smile

"Just doing my job. You can lay back now Matt" Hallie helps Matt to lie down

"Casey, how are you?" Dad asks

"Sore"

"So no faces on this guys? Markings? Anything distinguishable?" Antonio asks

"One of them had a tattoo. Forearm. Left... oh god maybe right" Matt starts to get upset. I take his hand in mine and give it a squeeze

"Antonio maybe come back a little later" I tell him

"Alright. Rest for a few"

"This was Voight wasn't it?" I ask looking at Matt "not him directly, but he orchestrated this"

"Matt. Believe ne, I know what you're going through and I know what youre thinking. But we are gonna figure out how to do this the right way. You've got a daughter and a wife so don't you dare do anything to land yourself in jail. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah" dad walks out to talk more to Antonio while I stay in the room with Matt

"I can't sit back and take it"

"I know but he wants you to be the bad guy. He wants you do make a bad move and then pin something else on you. Babe I don't want to lose you so please for me, for Ella just let Antonio deal with this"

"I think you were right to move out with Ella for now. Keep her safe"

"I love you Matt. Just be careful"

"I will. I love you too"

"Momma when can I see daddy?" Ella asks as I place some food in front of her. I look at Kelly for some support but I don't get any help off him

"Errm soon"

"Are you and daddy mad at each other again? Like when uncle Andy died. Like uncle Kelly is mad at daddy?"

"No baby. We're not mad at each other. Promise"

"Then why are we living here not at home?"

"Because...."

"Because the bath is leaking and you missy need to have warm baths"

"Then why isn't daddy here?"

"Wow your asking a lot of questions tonight Ella.  Daddy has lots of paper work to do and doesn't want to keep you or momma awake. It will be over soon"

"Ok" Ella carries on eating her dinner like nothings wrong

"Thank you" I quietly say "I just don't know what to tell her"

"It's ok. Things will be ok YN" Kelly gives me a little hug

"I just want thinks your be ok again. I want us to feel safe again"

"I know"

[krikeymate]

Yess! Thank you for the delicious angst. I feel like we need so,e Tara hurt and comfort after the attack with Sam panicking holding Tara’s hand in the back of the ambulance, the video of the attack going viral. Core four at the hospital. Kirby adapting into her angry protective form and tracking down the assholes who did this, Gale going out her way to cover up the video of tara getting hurt, protecting Tara and Sam and preventing her traumatic moment constantly in her face.

Part 1.

They take Tara away. Sam begs them not to, but the police officer holds her back. It makes her panic, she begins to struggle in his grip, and one of the paramedics makes him let go. She still won't let her see her sister, standing in Sam's way and putting her hands on her shoulders. She tells her to calm down and to breathe, but how can she breathe if she doesn't know if Tara is alright?

Sam doesn't calm down, and the paramedic shares a nod with the officer, then there's a hand on her back and a prick on her arm, and then things begin to feel a little blurry. She sags forward, legs unstable, and the officer hurries forward to grab her under her arms.

"It's going to be alright ma'am," he reassures her, "your sister is in good hands." He sounds young, naive, like the world hasn't broken him yet. "I'm sorry about all this, but we just need you to calm down. You were getting in the paramedics' way. I'm gonna sit you down in the back of my car here, and we'll wait for you to calm down a bit, and then we'll take your statement, yeah? Then I'll take you straight up to see your sister, how's that sound?"

"Fuck you," Sam mutters, scowling. The officer doesn't take it to heart, giving a cheery "alrighty then," and helping her to the backseat of the squad car.

~

They didn't get what they wanted. There was no confession, they didn't even have a chance to fight back and make themselves look bad. It was pathetic really, maybe they shouldn't have gone in so hard. They should have thought about it really. The footage just makes them out to be the aggressors, the bad guys, harassing and attacking two girls. This won't get them what they want. Some of his brothers and sisters are already expressing doubts. They're weak-willed, convinced by a few fake tears. He'll need to remind them of what they've done.

They thought they could get a confession from the little sister, but it's clear she's been brainwashed, she'll never say a word against her sister. Or maybe she's scared, maybe the others are right, maybe all they need to do is get her away from her. Then the truth can be revealed.

~

Someone leaks the footage, too disturbed by what they saw. This wasn't what they signed up for.

~

Gale's just settled down for a long night of editing when the video crosses her feed (she wasn't procrastinating... just, taking a break). Her phone is in her hands within seconds of it starting, ringing and ringing and going straight to voicemail. She can't get hold of either of the girls. The twins it is.

They say they're on their way to the hospital, they don't know what happened, just that Sam called them from the back of a police car, asked them to meet her there.

Gale tells her that she'll join them. She calls Kirby on the way.

~

Sam doesn't explain anything to the crowd of her family, leaving an overwhelmed police offer behind. He'd only wanted to check on the girl, to make sure she was ok. He was new to the job, fresh out of the academy when things went down a month ago. It stuck with him. Now Detective Reed is grilling him. She's more than a foot shorter, and so much more terrifying than anyone he's come across.

~

While Sam's been stuck narrating the events for a statement, Tara's been in surgery. She had internal bleeding, the doctor tells her, but that it's all been fixed and she'll be right as rain. Oh, and also she has a grade 3 concussion. She'll probably be confused, he says. She may even have some memory loss, he says. He says a lot of things, but Sam can't focus on any of it, too busy taking in the sight of her baby sister, battered and bruised on the hospital bed, through the window.

He finally stops talking and Sam gets to enter the dark room. The blinds are drawn, and she's careful to shut the door quietly, despite her urgent need to be at her side.

"Hey," Sam whispers, pulling up a chair and perching on the edge. She takes Tara's hand, watches as her head flops on the pillow towards her.

"Sammy," she murmurs, smiling tiredly at her. "Missed you."

"I missed you too, sweetheart," Sam replies, her heart breaking in two. She lifts her free hand to Tara's face, to stroke along her cheek, and push her hair behind her ear, desperate to provide any small pieces of comfort she can. "How are you feeling?" It feels like a stupid question.

"Mmm ok," she mumbles, "sore. Better now that you're here."

"I am here, I'm sorry it took so long babygirl, I wanted to be here."

"I know."

Tara's eyes are beginning to droop, her blinks becoming longer. "You can sleep sweetheart, I'll be right here, no one is going to get to you, I promise."

"I know."

[ask-serendipity-sky]

Did you saw that video ? Not him literally fooling Jimin into believing he's busy af while having time to hangout with his freinds every other day. I didn't knew you will be with your friends every night when MS is approaching instead of being with your so called partner. Remember those times when they used to spend time together every time in their hotel rooms ? Or JK choosing to spend time with Jimin over and over again ? Yeah.. me too..but it's old stories, now JK just want to be as away as possible from JM. Even in latest live he was trying to ran off from Jimin lol. Atp, his friends >>>>>>>Jimin for him. He's out there enjoying with his friends in restaurants while leaving a poor Jimin alone at his home every night and you call it a 'relationship' if your bf act like this irl, you will be very concerned isn't it ?

Also I noted there was a girl sitting right next to him in that video but when she saw cam she walked away seeing we won't see lol. Funny how there was no woman near Jeahyun who was so polite and sounded gentle man in video but always near JK whenever some leaked content is out 👀👀👀

THIS IS THE ONLY ASK I WILL ANSWER ABOUT THIS BECAUSE THEN ILL END UP BLOCKING ALL OF YOU.

And I'm a bad mood so you all are pressing buttons.

Ok, you dont trust Jk. Got it. You think you know what he does every single second of every day so he can't possibly ever see Jimin. You think they never see each other. Jk wants to be as far away from Jimin as possible. Jk spends all his time with his friends.

Did Jk tell you this? Did Jimin tell you this?

How do you know what their schedule looks like?

Seriously, how?

Don't you realize how delusional YOU sound?

Do you think Jimin is a fool? Like is Jk saying he wants to meet up and he is lying publicly and leaves Jimin defenseless all dressed up waiting for Jk and Jk never arrives? So he's being played with?

What k-drama are you watching?

We would see jikook on screen before because the cameras were all up in their space. Now they finally get to breathe without all that and nonshippers are more insecure about jikook than shippers because nonshippers are not getting their content.

Some weird fan tried to set Jk up.

Have you seen the complete video? Look for it..or not? Both girls arrive and make them all uncomfortable. The girl wasn't there with Jk, Eunwoo (who she was actually closer to), or the other guy. They invaded their privacy.

If it wasn't for that invasive girl, you wouldn't have known Jk was eating with his friends...which is a normal thing to do even in a relationship.

Do you want Jimin's privacy invaded that much too? Just so you get jikook crumbs?

It's obvious you don't care about Jimin or Jk so making dramatic stories out of thin air and creating drama between jikook that doesn't exist is a good way to pass time.

If you don't believe they are together, that's fine! Leave the people that do alone.

How many times do I have to say this?

Hope that helps.

IF ANYONE COMES AND SAYS THINGS THAT DONT MAKE SENSE LIKE THESE, YOU WILL GET BLOCKED.

YOU DONT KNOW WHAT THEY DO 24/7. STOP BEING SO DRAMATIC AND ACTING LIKE YOU DO.

[howhow326]

Guys guys I had the same dream about the first episode of season 6 three times and its starting to freak me out

When I woke up I swaer I remembered reading about this episode in the show bible or from leaked story borads or whatever but tgen I realized its not real!

Ok ok, so the episode begins and everything is pretty normal, Ladybug and team miraculous are helping to stop villains in Paris (who I assume arent conected to Hawkmoth cuz he dosent show up). Then almost every person in the world gets superpowers! Not a miraculous, but like X-gene mutant superpoqers!!! The only people who DON'T get them are team miraculous for some reason (and chloe).

So mid way through the episode, things are hard for team miraculous because civilians have started to fight villains themselves and they don't really need Ladybug/Chat Noir anymore.

Team miraculous have an argument in their headquarters(?) And then Ladybug is all like "Fine! If you guys don't need me anymore, then I quite! I will reveal mine, and Chat Noir so he dosen't feel left out, identities to Paris and choose a new ladybug and cat holders". Then after she says that, like half of team miraculous quite their job and theres only like seven holders left!!!

Ok ok ok so this is what really weirded me out and made me think this episode was wrong. At the end of the episode, we see the line-up of the new miraculous holders and like all of them are using two miraculous! We got:

Scarabella/Alya with the ladybug and fox miraculous. The outfit was kind of predictable and busy, but it was better than most of the stuff further down

Kitty Noir/Zoe with the Cat and Snake miraculous. It was like the same as Snake Noir but Zoe still had her hair out.

Nino with the turtle + some orange miraculous (I keep remembering it as the fox but that means there are two fox weilders at the same time). For some reason, his hero outfit was this complete redesign that made him look like a DnD/WoW Paladin with like silver armor that was constantly bathed in green lights that made it kind of hard to tell what color his outfit was. AND FOR SOME REASON Nino had this big, ball shaped, shoulder paludrons/shoulder armor that was like bigger than his head and every time I looked at him I kept staring at those things because they were the only part of his hero suit that juted out from his outfit like that. Like everything else was skin tight armor(?), excpet those two metal balls on his shoulders!!!!

Max is here with the horse and some other red miraculous and he also got a completely new outfit: he has long silver pants + shoes and a red leather jacket. He kind of looked like Party Crasher but wirh different colors, honestly. Also he had a rapier (rip Kagami, she wasn't on the new team) .Also he flat ironed his hair and slicked it back for some reason (he barely looked like himself).

MANON/TJE NEWS REPORTERS DAUGHTER GIRL WAS ON THE TEAM!!! She was wearing some ugly Ladybug and Chat Noir themed princess outfit like she wears as puppeteer despite not having those miraculous wtf

Bare with me... Markov was on the team. And when he transformed he became a person sized mech suit. Uh gvh gh hfyffggyyyt

I don't remember who the seventh team member was caused the kind of faded with the background and looked a lot like Markov but I think it might have been Ivan.

Amd thats how the first episode of season 6 ended. Me just staring at these weird designs before waking up. And thats when I realized I seen those same exact ugly outfits like three times!!!

I think the only difference I had in this dream was that in one dream Chloe was their and Ladybug made her the new guardian because she proved herself in the episode (she didn't get the bee miraculous or any other miraculous, back however) and in a different dream Chloe was forced to leave Paris forever... and that dream happened before I saw Revolution!!!!!! Not before I saw the leaks, but still!!!!!!!

I'm internally screaming. I think the episode was supposed to be another fake out but the idea of MANON randomly becoming a hero and running around in her ugly little tutu scares me.

[sammydem0n64]

YEA MAN, tell me uhhhhhh, feel free to ramble about any pokemon things you got going on in your au that you don't mind spoiling/talking about!! very interested to hear about some of the other charas!! :]c

OK WE WILL B DISCUSSING THE LOYAL THREE FROM THE DLC Ik you already know abt them bc you keep reblogging posts abt them + Ogerpon + DLC in general but I also know you havent played the game and won't for a hot minute so . This is spoilers for you bc it may be incomprehsible AND lore filled!

But I have some thinkies about the Loyal Three (mainly Munkidori)

Ok so basic run down of their canon lore since im adding it to the au: They're outsiders of Kitakami who came from another land, they're a gang of thieves who wind up killing a man (Ogerpon's trainer, though in the AU he's her father!) because they try to steal Ogerpon's masks from him and wind up going too far, and likewise they get killed as revenge by Ogerpon and are regarded as heroes by Kitakami. But they come back lol

There's also the fact that the toxic chains they have gave them their abilities (Munkidori's psychic abilities + intelligence, Fezandipiti's looks, Okidogi's strength and muscles), they were just Some Guys before gaining these chains

AU Has some stuff going on there too! Mainly for Munkidori bc I'm still working out background kinks for the other two given that. I gave this man some #lore and it'd b sad to give him all the cool backstory and the other two are just there, and there's also stuff abt them that will come out in the part 2 of the dlc sooo I gotta wait, but anyways

Munkidori is Zarude's adoptive son. Yknow, Zarude, the mythical SWSH shit out! I am completely neutral on Zarude but in the AU they're primary the God of Family! But since 1) a few other gods relate to that like Xerneas being the god of fertility and whatnot and 2) these family units fucking suck, they live away from the Gods and enjoy a life of solitude.

Munkidori was a mere mortal child when Zarude found him and decided to raise him, and his childhood was good for the most part! However, he was never the brightest child, so he was bullied in school by both teachers and students for his low grades/low intelligence. He always wanted to be something greater, but he couldnt do anything substancial without an education. Zarude tried being there for him, but ultimately it was never enough. He started to resent the people around him and yearned to become smarter, stronger even

This resentment soon was applied to Zarude. He began to believe he lived in his parent's shadow, since they were a deity and he wasn't. Sure, Zarude is hardly respected amongst the gods and is a very minor deity in the grand scheme of things, but they were still powerful. They were still an ultimate lifeform. And he was given none of that. Zarude didn't give him immortality, Zarude didn't give him cool God powers, he was just a simple mortal who couldn't do anything right. He wanted to be powerful, but he was denied it.

So when he hit adulthood he ran away from home, soon meeting Okidogi and Fezandipiti (fellow troubled young adults like him who wanted to be something more) and they formed a gang. Thieves who claimed their power back by harming the innocent. Munkidori was their defacto leader, which satified his need for power.

Along the way they were found by [ ] who granted their wishes through the toxic chains (this is. DLC part 2 thing. I know bc of leaks!) so Munkidori actually GOT intelligence (and psychic powers), seemingly without price (there IS a price. The Loyal Three's worst tendancies are now heightened due to the toxins in their body but dont worry abt it)! This only aided in the trio's crimes until they had to flee to Kitakami to escape the ramifications of their actions

Where the canon differs is that I imagine the Loyal Three actually did serve as proctors of Kitakami for a bit, though of course it was for selfish reasons. Free room, food and board for helping protect the innocent and all! But ultimately they all still committed murder against an innocent man and died as a result.

I don't know how they came back to life as of now (Tho I probably will when the rest of the DLC drops), but they all come back the exact same but everyone (... Zarude. Just Zarude) thinks they came back wrong. And they want to whoop Ogerpon's ass for killing them (its been 200 years. She was cursed with immortality FEEL FREE TO ASK ABT IT TOO)

And yeah! Thats the backstory lore I got, so I'll just list some other minor stuff I have cooked for the loyal three! Lil headcanons if you will

-They're all trans men, Fezandipiti is just extremely GNC

-...I think Okidogi has a little crush on Wo-Chien, which is sillay and not gonna work out bc Wo-Chien is one of Ogerpon's found family members and they are NOT gonna give the guy who killed their new baby's dad A KISS!

-They were all in their mid 30s when they died and are still like that now that they've come back, lol. They might have immortality now after being revived but we'll see

-Zarude constantly lives with guilt that they weren't a better parent to Munkidori, though they have no clue that he. Like. straight up became a criminal and died. They just know he's dead bc they raised him 200 years ago and he was a mortal sooooo yeah. Haunted by the horrors ESPECIALLY when he comes back and he's unrecognizable to them !

-I might make it so Fezandipiti and Okidogi also had a connection to some gods, just not on the level Munkidori has lol

-Their relationship with one another is. [Shrugs]. Like yeah they're a team but they constantly argue. but also stare at each other's tits (dw about it.). and they're kinda like a found family I guess? But also not really bc a lot of this was out of convience? they don't know what they are but they sure did die together!

-They technically have "a master" (aka the one who gave them the chains) and they might have been the force who revived them... and thats p funny bc imagine being Munkidori and you're entire thing is that you want power SOOO bad and youre finally the leader of a group so BOOM dreams achieved, and then you turn around and remember that 10 year old god (you also fucking hate the gods (take a guess why) so this is extra salt in the wound) who did weird shit to your brain is actually running the place. But forgot about you for 2 centuries. until now. Bro I'd die again.

[notasapleasure]

Head Full of Honey (2018)

An adaptation of what was doubtlessly a much beloved (high grossing) German movie...from 2014...almost certainly an unnecessary adaptation. Done by the original director and all. I'm sure this is going to be a very saccharine journey into Alzheimer's and old age but I understand there's a man named Mickey who has a pair of denim dungarees so I'm going to try...though the film is. Very. Trying.

Amid the interminable interminableness at least I'm getting the impression that the random side characters get to have fun.* But also it seems very likely Mickey will have one scene and one scene only in this 130 minute slog...

They didn't even have the gumption to cast James Purefoy as the rakish boss. But ok, an hour in I finally got a good belly laugh from a man nearly getting hit by a firework while taking a piss.

There had BETTER be a charming Italian accent, ok?

This is meant to be funny and it's horrifying.

The Italian accent is going to have to be AMAZING.

1 hour 28 minutes FINALLY

He's singing a little song. He's the prime minister of Sweden and he's gotta take a leak!

I guess you learn to handle all sorts when you work the night shift as a train station janitor...

No Italian accent but he does have his....adorable little American accent again?? Ok.

He left the country because of Trump. And claims he's working on a secret plan to free Melania. But I think it's meant to be endearing, not creepy.

It does kind of work. But only because of Joplin.

New YOIK

He was in stocks....now he's a janitor. Jury's out on whether he means banking or like...public humiliation.

He's a one take kinda guy who likes to pepper his conversation with Italian, bella, besides his 'hair looks kinda great in that shot'. I can't argue with that.

He was in stocks....now he's a janitor. Jury's out on whether he means banking or like...public humiliation.

He's a one take kinda guy who likes to pepper his conversation with Italian, bella, besides his 'hair looks kinda great in that shot'. I can't argue with that.

He has some people smuggling friends (shepherds) who, like everyone else, are dressed like extras in West Side Story. The driver is Indian, so Joplin gets to use a bit of his Indian accent joshing with him. It's cute…..but I want to throttle the director still.

I've decided that's his boyfriend.

"I think it's an awesome thing you're doing, bella."

And I think you should be allowed to stay under the southern European sun like that as long as you want it suits you so well, sir.

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Rating

Dead? No

Evil? Absolutely not!! Unhinged like every other person in this film though? Entirely.

Affects the plot? He sure does! He helps the fugitives (a ten year old girl and her grandfather who is suffering deeply from memory loss brought on by Alzheimer's) get away from the police and cross the border and it's ok because he also called the girl's parents to tell them she was going to Venice.

God this film is BAD. Painful. Preachy and twee as fuck and deeply dull. Yet Mickey is beautiful. I'd rather have had an Italian or German accent, or just his own London accent. But it was still cute. I'm torn. Because he was very lovely. But seven minutes out of the whole film wasn't much for enduring the rest of it. 2/5 extra half point for the dungarees.

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*Regarding 'random side characters who get to have fun', that observation was brought on by the weirdly prominent role a German waiter played in a scene. If you want to know just how self-indulgent a project this is, it's indicated by the fact that this was a cameo by the director himself, as an utterly charming and patient waiter who the widowed English grandmother flirts outrageously with.

[dev-nxbody-h3re]

To the Left AU

okay ive done some thinking and pondering.

What if instead of Vanny it was Michael?

Like, hear me out. Michael's role in the story (as we've interpreted) has been William's foil- trying to bring down his empire and kill him for good. What if that role went to someone else?

I'd say that everything happens normally in canon up until it's time for Mike to go to sister location. In this AU, Michael would still have his friends (the tormentors) around to be there for him (bc I'm a Tormentor stan ok sue me), and they'd be like "yeah you're fucked up we'll just send matthew (Freddy Mask) to go instead" so Freddy Mask ends up in Michael's place.

Ofc, Matthew dies. I don't think he'd get scooped bc the reason Mike got scooped was that he looked like William, but he doesn't come back. (For the sake of my fragile heart, he ends up coming back later (which we will get to)). Mike is heartbroken, and his friends end up dying one by one.

If you've seen my videos (you probably should ;D) you'll know how the tormentors die, so essentially they all shift over. Taylor (Chica Mask) ends up pulling a James (Bonnie Mask), James ends up murdered, and Matthew takes Mike's spot. Michael, though, ends up not dying (this is important).

Matthew comes back to life (I'm thinking maybe he got springlocked by the suit in night 4 (which I know it's not even remotely close to canon and not even a possibility but lolbit is the springlock suit to me) and is understandably freaked out. He goes back to look for his friends and whoops they're all gone wHat?? So he goes and works at Freddy's, eventually meeting Jeremy.

I think Matthew would've absolutely shown up to work as a robot fox but then again apparently the funtimes have illusion discs in them?? So idk maybe he'd figure that shit out first.

He and Jeremy become pals and Jeremy gets bit by Mangle and they discover what William did and are all like "wtf big no no we've gotta do Something!" and try to find him and get him arrested.

Taylor pulls a James again and comes back to life and joins the guys.

We get to FNaF 3 and woah is James!! But nobody recognizes him because he's Shadow Bonnie. William had found him snooping around and in a panic had shoved him into spring bonnie. He doesn't possess springtrap bc William removed his body so his soul kinda is just there.

He's chilling around Fright with Springtrap when someone gets the bright idea to light the place up. James basically goes "guess I'll die" and stays in the fire.

But he ends up coming back and cobbles together a new body made out of garbage. It's rabbit shaped (maybe like plushtrap or something?? Idk I haven't really worked it out yet) and is leaking blue stuff (his very poorly managed remnant).

Matthew decides to pull a Michael and burns the place to the ground without telling anyone except Henry. And unlike Michael, he does not miraculously survive.

William is sentenced to Glitchtrap, and somehow James squeezes in behind him. I think that James would end up being the VR Springtrap from Help Wanted.

Instead of Jeremy play testing the game, Michael takes on the job. Management decided that the best guy to test their game wasn't some schmuck with grounds to sue their ass, it was the former owner's son! So Michael, very depressed and mentally unstable, interacts with William.

William ends up controlling Mike pretty easily since Mike is extremely low on positive validation and all it took was a couple "I'm proud of you"s and "please help your father"s to win him over. (Since in this AU, Michael had really only done mild investigation and didn't understand the full scope of what William did. Michael did end up finding out what remnant was and did a couple experiments with it (on himself, since he was pretty suicidal and wanted to see if it killed him or not) so he was pretty open to William having changed)

Michael basically goes completely insane and bends to William's will like putty. He tries his hardest to look exactly like Glitchtrap, with the purple vest and vomit yellow gloves all stitched up. He doesn't bother to hide his face since he's so proud of looking exactly like William.

Michael ends up donning the alter ego "Mally" (short for Malware/Malhare) and goes to the Pizzaplex in place of Vanny.

And then Matthew comes back as Montgomery Gator. Glitchtrap is unable to infect Monty, and Monty crashes during the show instead of Freddy.

Monty takes the place of Freddy in Security Breach, with the caveat that Gregory cannot enter his stomach hatch and instead has to ride on his back.

Mally goes on the hunt for Gregory, still doing the Vanny skips. He's holding an axe instead of a knife.

Taylor works in Vanessa's place (even though ik Vanny and Vanessa are the same (probably)) and is really irritable throughout the entire night. Matthew knows that Taylor can be trusted but he doesn't want to get sent back to his showroom or expose his awareness to William and Mally.

James escaped the game while they were programming Glamrock Bonnie, staying dormant in the system until Michael brings Bonnie downstairs to give to Glitchtrap (now Burntrap). He nopes the fuck out of there and system hops from robot to robot, eventually settling in the Daycare Attendant since the Afton virus really only effected Moondrop (is that his name still? or are we just calling him Moon again?).

During the first lights out, when all of the robots are in the Daycare, James hops out of the Daycare Attendant. He finds himself in Roxy and works on fighting off the Afton virus, which takes up the majority of his energy.

Of course, Burntrap senses that James is fucking up his perfectly good murder bot and sends Mally to deal with it. Unfortunately Mally is very preoccupied with trying to deal with Gregory and avoid Taylor, so he can't get there in time to fix Roxy.

Matthew and Gregory decommission Freddy in Fazerblast by pushing him off of the top of the winner's tower and his torso disconnects from his legs like Monty's does. Freddy's power up would probably be a longer battery life for Monty.

Roxy mysteriously disappears from every encounter onwards. Mally ends up showing up a lot more. Mally gets really fucking angry throughout the night and starts taunting them.

Gregory smashes Chica in the kitchen and gets her voice box.

Then Mally ends up cornering Gregory while Monty is charging and is about to kill him when Roxy, eyes and mouth dripping with blue shit, charges at him and knocks him away. Mally is stunned and Roxy runs off with Gregory, bringing him to Roxy's Raceway.

Matthew and James have a reunion or whatever and Mally comes in looking bruised and bloody from the hit and he's Pissed Off. Like, his eyes are glowing purple that's how bad he wants to kill them.

So they run and whatever and meet up with Taylor who is understandably very distraught over the whole thing.

6 AM comes and Gregory decides to stay in the Plex to figure out what's going on. Very Bad Idea.

Mally seemingly vanishes. The gang goes down into the Burntrap ending and find Mally talking to Burntrap.

Then Mally sees Taylor and just.. stops.

They're half expecting Michael to come to his senses, but Mally just grins.

Everyone's like wtf this is what Mike's been doing?? Bitch wtf???

Mally releases Burntrap and the blob mercs him almost immediately, following the Freddy/Chica/Mally bossfight.

Mally throws an absolute hissyfit and breaks down sobbing, collapsing to the floor without William's influence keeping him compliant.

They have their touching reunion and greggy boy just like 😐 the whole time.

As they set foot outside the burning Pizzaplex, Michael starts laughing maniacally and his eyes glow purple, effectively setting him back to Mally.

Surprise!! William made his new home in Mikey's brain!!

James is like "well if we did the same thing maybe I can get him out" but it doesn't work so essentially Mike is stuck with William until he gets mentally well enough to kick him out himself.

So then therapy arc

(Extra bits I forgot to add:

Elizabeth ends up leaving CBEAR like in the Fake SL ending and gets set free in the fire.

CC and Cassidy are dealing with William and potentially making it easier for William to get tf out of Mikey's brain.

Mally talks in the third person on occasion and acts very childish. He says stuff like "Father wants Mally to be a good boy!" and "Mally will be good, I'm good I promise!" He's just so starved of affection and he's a bit crazy kookoo. He's also extremely prone to mood swings and he laughs a lot.

Slowly, as Michael begins to heal and William loses power over him, Mally will stop being as violent and crazy. And eventually the Mally persona will fade away once William is gone forever, but sometimes he'll come back when Michael gets triggered by something. He uses Mally to cope.

(Note: Mike and Mally are the same person, and Mike is aware of what goes on as Mally. This isn't a split personality thing, it's more of just.. a fursona?? Like Mike is wearing a mask.))

I like to call this AU "To the Left". Since it's basically FNaF canon but moved to the left a bit.

If you have any ideas on how to improve it, please let me know!! I'm always up for a bit of constructive criticism!!

and yeah i did come up with this one in a couple hours thats so normal im so normal about these characters-

[lostonehero]

What remains after eternity

Plot boys

Ok, maybe this was a stupid idea. He could have taken Tink, but ne he wanted to just leave. He wasn't mad at what they were doing, cured a virus fixed a planet... ok, not fix by any standards for normal species, but these were Xeon, and well, they didn't excatly follow proper rules of life. It was nice for the first couple hundred years, but they died before they even started. He knows they would be fine, but he still missed them.... mostly him.

Now, he was barely ten years out, and he greatly miscalculated how much fuel he had. He ran out of food too, but it's not like he hasn't starved before that wasn't an issue. He sent out a signal to any passing ships, but this part of space wasn't exactly well traveled. He was bored, and he really hated being alone. He wouldn't be here for forever, but he didn't look forward to how long he would have to wait. It's funny that he can remember a time he used to isolate on purpose. Another lifetime another time.

The coms came to life due to running on solar energy because Izzy insisted it was important. "This is the pilot of the spaceship Aurora, Drumbot Brian. Do you need assistance?"

He opens his mouth to speak, but a rasp comes out. When was the last time he drank something? He normally helps remind him to be human. He settles on tapping out a sos hoping whoever this guy is knows it.

"Right, our mechanic, Nastya, will be bringing you on." Brian pauses. "Will you need assistance leaving?"

He tapped out a probably, and the feed cut.

.......

"Since when do we pick up strays?" Ashes sighs as the gate is closed, and it is safe to return to the hanger.

"Lost a bet against one of Jonny's brats." Nastya sighs. "Besides, it's something new while we travel, Marius's planet isn't excatly on a map that has been updated in eons."

"Fair point, but why are we going to get this guy out?" Ashes pulls the latch to this ship open.

"You were free, and Valerie and Trevor are still hunting that fucked creature. Brian is trying to get Thomas from taking control because he claims he knows the way Aurora thinks it's hilarious. Jonny is playing along with Mae's game, which is frankly terrifying he seemingly has eyes on the back of his head. Raphaella and Carmillia are taking notes on that. Lyf is well... he hasn't left the nest Byron built, and Byron is still standing guard, but he is building little machines that TS helps with. Ivy, Alex, and Janet are in a three-way chess match. Finally, Tim is in the gardens, taking a nap in the dirt."

"Ah." Ashes sighs. "Well fuck it let's get this guy."

Nastya nods and heads inside. The ship was small and barren. It looked like whoever was inside hasn't moved around in a long time. There was an eerie calm in the ship as they approached the captain quarters. "Oh fuck!"

There's a man lying in the captain chair. He was thin, too thin. His eyes were empty sockets as a black fluid lazily leaked from the sockets. His hair was spiked up and pitch black. His skin was incredibly pale, nearly white. He was tall, and his clothes hung off of him. His ears were pointed. He wheezed out a greeting.

Ashes curses. "He's fucking alive?"

"Just grab him and take him to the infirmary!" Nastys groans. "Fucking Jonny knows enough first aid to at least get him talking."

Ashes slings the man over their shoulder. "I'll start heating up, broth."

......

He opened his eyes again now in a cot. His head was tilted up as he was made to drink a broth. He grimaced and pushed away the soup. "I-i I'm fine." His voice was rough and quiet, barely a whisper.

"No, you ain't." A man responded, putting the bowl aside. The man looked familair.

"Do I... do I know you?" He grimaced and sat himself up. Staring at him, he could tell immediately he was New Texan. He looked like... he looked like him.

"I think I would remember a man with eyes that constantly leaked black fluid even when closed." He sighs. "The names Jonny, you're in Aurora in the infirmary."

"Lazarus." Laz sighs and lays back down. "I'm Lazarus, you can just call me Laz."

"Are you going to finish this broth, or am I going to have to force you?" Jonny scowls.

"I'll finish it." Laz sighs and lets Jonny feed him till it's finished. "Happy?"

Jonny sighs. "What did you do?"

"Not one of your kids." Ashes raised a brow.

"Oh, I know, there would have been more effort to pretend they were injured to see the stray." Jonny smiles. "What do you want, Ashes?"

Ashes snickers. "They are a bunch of yous. Nah, I just wanted to check in it is a part of my job, yaknow."

Jonny waves. "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say." He shakes his head. "What do you actually want?"

Ashes smirks. "We've got a bit of wager going on about the stray."

Jonny sighs. "I don't bet."

"I ain't asking you that." Ashes smirks. "What's his species?"

"I can answer myself." Laz huffs. "I'm human."

"Fuck!" Ashes huffs. "Tim won the fucking pot and he doesn't even know what that fucking means."

Jonny snickers. "Pretty fucked up for a human."

"Your comments are noted, and I don't care." Laz frowns.

Ashes smirks. "He'll fit in well."

"Who will fit in well?" Trevor walks in slightly singed.

"Who set you on fire?" Jonny sighs.

"I wasn't set on fire. That confectionery creature can set itself on fire. I just happened to be holding it before it escaped." Trevor rolls his eyes. "Totally different."

"Sure." Jonny shakes his head. "Sit."

Trevor huffs and heads to the empty cot. "It's not even that bad."

"Not that bad, you're still smoking." Jonny begins to clean the burns. "I told you to relax."

"Just because I'm aging doesn't mean I can't help." Trevor frowns. "Dad, I'm fine it's just the process. It's slowed, but it's been two and a half centuries it catches up with us, and then we revert and start all over again." He lightly headbutts his father.

"Just let me adjust to this, you little shit." Jonny sighs. "I know how this works. Each of you explained it in great detail multiple times. I'm allowed to fucking worry."

"Fine, fine." Trevor smiles.

Ashes raised a brow, looking at Laz.

"You're letting that guy baby you?" Laz snickers.

"You're the fucking stray!" Trevor huffs. "Dad shoot him."

"Wait.... wait." Laz sits up. "You're Jonny D'ville?"

Jonny raised a brow, turning to face Laz. "Yeah and?"

"I take back my previous statement." Laz pauses. "I also would like to apologize for my previous comment."

"Who is he?" Jonny looks back to Trevor.

"Lazarus, he's part of our crew, and by the looks of it, he went on his own and forgot to bring food and / or fuel, probably both. Unfortunately, he has the habit of forgetting what he needs to function properly in depressed hazes." Trevor sighs. "How long have you been floating?"

"Decade, probably." Laz sighs. "The others are busy, wanted to find you guys. They would have collected me when they were done."

"He's lying it's been more than a decade." Trevor frowns. "But the others would have picked him up, Izzy always has trackers on the small ships. He obviously didn't take the one Aiden packed for this situation."

"He's done this before?" Ashes raised a brow.

"Yeah, when he thinks the others are taking too long to pick us up. It's really fucking stupid." Trevor sighs.

"I miss you guys." Laz huffs.

"Which isn't a lie per say, but he mostly means Thomas." Trevor frowns again. "Did you give him something? I can make some more broth."

Jonny ruffles Trevor's hair. "Yes, I gave him some broth. You can stay and chat. I'll tell your siblings."

Trevor shifted and frowns. "Actually, could you stay a bit? Laz never heard you tell a story that isn't a recording."

"You brat if you want me to tell you a story you could just ask." Jonny hops up on the cot next to Trevor. "You both better listen."

Laz smiled, but he was already drifting off to sleep.

Ashes smiles softly and quietly slips out of the infirmary. Maybe they were getting attached to this softer, Jonny. His kids were a great bonus, too.

.......

"Hey, kid." Ashes raised a brow at Thomas, who was nodding off in the pilot seat, and Brian was napping curled up under his feet.

Thomas has silver through his dark brown hair. His horns were freshly cut to halfway, nowhere near as short as Jonny used to keep them. He was in a similar outfit to what Jonny used to wear except with no belts. Age was showing on his features, but he was happy. "Yes?" He cracks open one eye. "Thought you were going to annoy dad and the stray."

"You lost the bet." Ashes hums.

"A shame." Thomas tosses a golden tooth at them who catches it. "What? You didn't come all the way here to tell me that. Is dad freaking out again?"

"You all have his intuition." Ashes chuckles. "No, but your brother got himself set on fire and got him in a worry."

Thomas snorts. "I warned him that creature can catch fire." He hops off the seat and pets Brian. "Ooo, how much hair did he lose?"

"That's for you to see." Ashes smiles. However smart, his kids were leaving out some part of the truth was enough to get them going along. They were happy to see that they didn't have Jonny's paranoia and distrust. Fuck Jonny was a good dad and they never saw that coming. They were proud of him.

Thomas picked up his cane, keeping it to his side. He doesn't use it much yet, but he will. "I'll be back for my seat, Brian."

Brian lets out a soft growl and curls up tighter.

Ashes watches him go and walks next to Brian. "Did you give up your job to be a lap dog?"

Brian glares at them and shifts back. "No, but he unfortunately does know where to find Byron's planet. That's where his old crew was heading before they were taken back to New Texas. They normally don't get sent back there when it happens, but they were looking for a break." He sighs. "He's also a better navigator than I realized."

Ashes shakes their head. "All of you are getting soft."

"I think it comes from age. I can say the same about you." Brian smiles.

"I suppose you can." Ashes smiles. "However, I will never admit that."

Brian nods. "However, Jonny said we should be doing a show soon, and by show, he means causing complete chaos on a random planet after we spend time on Byron's planet."

Ashes grins. "That sounds amazing."

........

"I heard some idiot got set on fire." Thomas snickers.

"I didn't get set on fire asshole." Trevor huffs.

"Boys, you're arguing semantics at this point." Jonny sighs. "How's your leg, Thomas?"

Thomas steps in. "Fine so far, but it's still early. So, who's the stray?"

"It's Laz." Trevor sighs. "He's asleep, though."

"Lazarus?" Thomas slowly walks in by his bed. "How long this time?"

"He claims a decade." Trevor pulls up his blanket. "I don't think he's being honest. You know how much he keeps in his little portals."

Thomas frowns.

Jonny puts a hand on his son's shoulder. "Relax, he's just asleep. I'm sure you can chew him out once he wakes up."

Thomas sighs out a laugh. "Thanks, dad."

"He's also not allowed to meet Tim, not until he can walk. Trust me, he's being a bit off the rails still figuring out his forms. We still haven't seen all of them, and he's grown attached to his cactus one." Jonny pauses in the doorway. "Can't wait to actually have a proper talk to your partner."

Thomas covers his face as he blushes. "Daddddd." Thomas whines.

Trevor laughs.

"Have fun, boys." Jonny snickers leaving.

.......

"Human?" Tim points.

Trevor and Thomas scream in shock.

"How the fuck do you even do that?!" Trevor holds his chest.

Laz furrows his brows and wakes up from the screaming. "What?"

"Human." Tim points quite close to Lazarus's face.

"Yes?" Laz rubs his eyes, making a mess of the black substance.

Tim nods and stands next to Laz on the bed. He tilts his head, seemingly studying Laz.

"Who are you?" Laz sits himself up.

Tim points at Laz again. "Priest." He starts to whistle and walk away.

"I keep telling dad to put a bell on him." Thomas covers his face and groans.

"I think he tried." Trevor sighs. "You ok, Laz?"

"Seriously who the fuck was that? How the fuck... how." Laz swallows.

"How what?" Thomas raised his brow.

"I..." Laz frowns. "He knew what I was before this."

"A priest?" Trevor looked confused. "Never took you for the type."

"Human priests are extremely different to whatever you have on New Texas." Laz narrows his gaze.

"He didn't say they were the same." Thomas sighs. "How are you feeling?"

"Hungry." Laz sighs. "And really weirded out, neither of you answered my question."

"That is Gunpowder Tim, currently just Tim as his mind is still recovering." Thomas frowns. "Careful around him. He's very hard to predict."

"It's really depressing." Trevor hums. "Humans are quite cruel creatures."

"I'm well aware of that." Laz sighs. "Where did your dad go?"

Thomas and Trevor shrug.

Laz frowns. "Who else is here?"

"The mechanisms, and us oh and our grandmother Valerie." Trevor pauses. "And the ship Aurora of course."

Aurora chirps. "There is broth in cabinet in a thermos, Jonny left in there."

Thomas nods and grabs it. "Thank you."

"Does she turn off the air like Hal?" Lazarus takes the thermos. "Thank you."

"I can not due to the garden and Tim's plants." Aurora hums. "Alex and Janet asked me the same questions. Dies Hal enjoy turning off the air?"

"No, but he does it every fight he has with Izzy." Thomas sighs. "It's annoying, but ultimately harmless since Izzy built us masks to let us continue to breathe."

"Thomas, come here." Lazarus makes grabby hands. "Help me eat."

"And that's my cue to leave." Trevor sighs and gets out of his cot. "Want me to tell everyone else?"

Laz huffs. "Thomas!"

Thomas sits next to Laz on his cot. "Might as well. He's still out of it. Just let them know he's still in starvation mind."

Laz wraps his arms around Thomas. "You know you're very warm."

Trevor nods. "Of course, I'll let dad know to make more broth."

"Thanks." Thomas holds up the thermos. "Time to eat old one."

Laz smiles and rests against Thomas.

........

The bright green liquid is plunged into Byron's arm. "Ok, that should kick in soon. Let me know if you feel wrong." Raphaella smiles

Byron was speaking broken common. His language did not translate well. "Last one?" He rubs his arm.

"For now, the virus is tricky it adapts and changes. You're healing just nice excatly linearly." Raphaella frowns. "Have you been keeping that journal?"

"Ah yes!" Byron nods. "I do not know when I will change like you have described. I hope my journals will help."

Raphealla smiles softly. "Come on, I'm sure the stray wants some company. Heard it's one of the kids' crew. You need a safe place to rest as this starts to take effect."

Byron nods and sways on his feet as he hits the ground. Raphaella quickly helps Byron up. "Thank thank you."

"Come on, this is much faster than I realized." Raphaella had a look of concern Byron couldn't see as he continued to stumble. She picked him up as he collapsed. "Fuck, Lyf is going to kill me."

......

Lyf barely has time to put the journals down next to Byron's sleeping form before he was throwing up in a trashcan.

Janet was rubbing his back. "I told you I can handle this. I can explain his questions."

Lyf rubs his mouth. "It's fine, just some nausea. I'll probably enter another period of nothing happening soon enough." He groans. "Second thought I'm going to the bathroom." He runs out of the infirmary.

Raphealla frowns. "Can't fix it, you know how that went."

Janet shudders. "I would really rather not."

A soft groan from the bed alerted the two. Marius takes a breath and rubs his face. He blinks and looks around, confused. "When did..." He stares at Raphaella. "When did we get back on Aurora? Did I miss the train?"

Raphealla takes a moment. "Marius, what do you mean?"

"The train, Yog Sogoth, we're supposed to be in the prison cell. There's a new..." Marius furrows his brows as his hand goes through his hair, and he feels the small horns. "Now that can't be right." Hd sticks his fingers in his mouth, and his features pale a bit more. He quickly touches his shoulders, feeling the bone spurs. He does a double take staring at his arm, seeing the mechanism spread above his elbow like an infection he could see his flesh between the metal. "...what happened?"

Raphealla frowns, motioning to Janet to warn Lyf. She takes a breath. "The journals next to you will help, but you're not going to like it."

"What happened, Raph? Just tell me." Marius hugs his chest. "What happened to me?"

Raphealla sighs and sits next to Marius. "Short explanation a bioweapon virus made to effect your species and planet. You got infected, and we've been trying to cure it. Each stage of healing you either forget or just play violin till you get a form of lucidity. Thankfully, this time, we skipped the violin." She frowns. "Aurora, the timeline, please."

"Of course." Aurora displays a timeline.

"See, starting here, Nastya found you on your homeworld. We're actually traveling there now to figure out a better way for the cure. The virus is adapting to my attacks. You were in the violin mode for a long time with shirt bursts of lucidity. Next, you were lucid for 200 years, although still missing a lot of time. Then, in New Texas, you went back to violin mode, until Tim had his meltdown and you reformed with the rest of us and went back to before your mechanism or Byron era for the last 275 years. Currently, you're back, but before the bifrost incident, before.... well, do you know who Lyfrassir Edda is?"

Marius frowns, trying to take that all in. "That's the new inspector, we were supposed to meet him today..."

Raphealla thins her lips. "Oh..."

Lyf steps out, sipping on some water. "What is it you wanted to tell me."

"Um...." Janet pauses. "Yeah, this is bad."

"You didn't tell him?" Raphaella rubs her face.

Lyf raised a brow as he walked past the two to Marius's side. "Byron?"

Marius tilted his head. "You're my mate?"

Lyf takes a deep breath. "Do you know who I am?"

"I should. We're bonded." Marius rubs his temples. "Who are you?"

"Former second class inspector Lyfrassir Edda." Lyf smiles softly. "You can call me Lyf."

"I mated with a mortal?" Marius looks scared.

Lyf shakes his head. "Unfortunately, Yog Sogoth decided otherwise, and I'm not allowed to age or die. You're going to be stuck with me till the end of time."

Marius seems to relax if only slightly. "How?"

"You blamed the heat on your hair." Lyf chuckles watching Marius's hair curl into little hearts. "I think it was getting annoyed with you."

"I..." Marius swallows. "I don't... you're not a xeon."

"No, I'm not. I'm an asguardian, maybe a little jouton in my blood, but I don't really care about that. it just makes my skin blue and gives me my tail." Lyf burps and grimaces. "However, this adapting process is awful, and I will blame you for every hurdle."

Marius shyly smiles. "You're not dead."

"I am not. You're a doctor. You should know how to tell that." Lyf smirks.

"Then I should do a full examination." Marius reaches out and tilts Lyf's head. "Although we shouldn't have a through exam out in the open. I should memorize my mates body."

Lyf lights up in a rainbow static blush. "I almost forgot how insufferable you were, you flirt." He bites his lip. "I suppose I could make room in my schedule, Doctor Byron."

Marius swallows. "Say that again."

"Doctor Byron Marius Von Raum." Lyf smiles.

"How about you both get a fucking room?" Ashes pinches their brow. "Fuck this shit where the fuck did the stray go?"

Janet blinks. "Oh Thomas's room."

"Fuck thank you." Ashes groans leaving the infirmary.

Lyf groans, covering his face. "Forgot we had an audience."

"Awww, the inspector is shy." Marius chuckles.

"You know what I lied, go fuck yourself Von Raum." Lyf huffs and walks out.

Marius chuckles softly.

Raphealla smiles. "Go read your journals."

"As you wish." Marius lays back down and pulls one of the journals. "Never thought I would ever share my heat. I'm actually more surprised I didn't kill him."

Raphealla pauses, looking at Janet. "So if it's not consensual, they really fight to the death?"

"Mmh yeah and eat the loser." Janet shrugs. "But obviously, his body knew better."

"I have so many questions." Raphaella rubs her face.

........

To Marius, it's been ages since he has even seen his native language written, let alone heard it be spoken. He knew Lyf wasn't truly speaking it, but because of the heat bond, that's what he will forever hear from his partner. These journals were his he knew his own handwriting. He knew the language which was written, and he knew nobody else on the ship could write, let alone speak his tongue.

He waited for Raphaella and that woman, Janet, he thinks that was her name to leave before he actually started to read. It was odd that he didn't recall any of this. He wanted to hear his language again on his lips, and he took a breath and began to reas aloud.

"I was told to start journaling since I and they don't know how long I will be lucid for. Lyfrassir has been wonderful, I am still shaking from our heat together. He's been quite patient with me, I know I am not the same man he fell in love with, but that doesn't deter him at all. I learn new things every day. I still don't understand everyone, but I'm trying to learn this common. It doesn't really translate well."

"I haven't told Lyf about my changes yet. I don't need him worrying about me. He has his own changes to get through. He's been enjoying the nest I made for him, Janet got me the supplies. I still can't believe the immortal claims, but he is insistent. He tells me all these lovely tales from his home. He asks if I play an instrument, and I do. He likes my playing even if it's not great. He asks me to sing, but I can't. He still asks, though."

"Today Lyf was -" Marius stops as someone clears their throat. "Inspector?"

Lyf smiles. "Sorry to interrupt, but I brought some sweet breads. You once told me these are your favorites."

"They are." Marius shuts the journal and places it back on the pile. "How long has this been us?"

"The heat bond or us together?" Lyf cuts Marius a slice than himself a slice as he sits next to Marius. "Us? I can't remember. The heat bond I am uncomfortably aware of it down to the second is that normal?"

Marius chuckles. "Yes, that is normal." He holds the plate and frowns. "How long have I been sick?"

"I don't know." Lyf frowns. "None of us know how long you were stranded on a dead planet. I can tell you how long it was for the others er no Tim isn't all there so we can't get a straight answer from him. I.... wait, you don't know what happened." He pauses poking at his sweet bread. "Do you want to know?"

"Yes." Marius takes a breath. "Just tell me, please."

Lyf nods and takes away his plate and puts it aside. "You won't want to eat during this."

"I've been though a lot that is quite a high bar." Marius raised a brow.

"Trust me." Lyf sighs as he begins.

Marius swallows as he refuses the plate. "You can tell me about Jonny later. You're right." He hugs his knees. "How do I go back to being not lucid or to another me with memories. I don't... I can't just play along."

"Nobody is asking you to." Lyf leans on Marius. "At most, you have to let Tim hold your tail. Also, don't play with his dial even if he tries to get you to. No, that isn't a sex thing it's an actual dial around his neck. Oh shit wait the other people here. Jonny's kids are here. The gods won't let them die, and they are all little shits just like Jonny. Janet is one of them. Jonny's mother is also here she is terrifying and don't fuck with her or try to fuck her. Seriously, there is a line."

"Oh the god killer Valerie, I am familair with her." Marius frowns. "Who let Jonny reproduce?"

"Wait, stop shut up." Lyf grabs Marius's shoulders. "What the fuck do you mean the god killer? I know she exists, but Valerie can not be the god killer."

"There was a wanted poster in the jail we were kept in. Did you not see it? I also met her a few times traveling on my own. We never talked she always killed me. She's probably a god herself on account of the fact she can't die." Marius raised a brow. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"First, no, she has a mechanism like Jonny. Both have a mechanized heart. Second how the fuck did you know she was Jonny's mother?" Lyf blinks stunned.

"They smell like each other. I'm sorry she's a mechanism?" Marius looks confused.

"Yeah and Carmillia is trying to fuck her. Not important, you can smell that they are related?" Lyf rubs his face.

"Yes, and now that you mention it, Janet does smell like Jonny, so that makes sense on Jonny having kids." Marius crossed his arms. "New Texans are hermaphroditic species. Did Jonny have them himself, or did he have a partner?"

"He had them himself." Lyf raised a brow. "If you ask me if Jonny had a consistent partner, the answer is no, they all have different sperms donors. Tim is not the father of any of them."

"Well, I know that she didn't smell like Tim." Marius huffs. "I'm not an idiot."

Lyf pinches his brow. "Fine, Mr. I know everything but his own memories" why the fuck am I craving teeth?"

"Your body is changing, and I can give you mine they will grow back." Madius smiles. "I wouldn't want you to go hungry, my mate."

"You're fucking impossible." Lyf crawls into Marius's lap. "I hate you and your romance, Von Raum."

"And what would you have me say? Go ask TS for its collection of teeth? I rather you be safe and take mine." Marius smirks. "I would let you eat me whole until you're satisfied if it pleased you."

Lyf hides his face in Marius's chest. "Stop you manic. I'm literally going to have to fuck to if you keep this up."

"I suppose that can be arranged." Marius kissed the top of Lyf's head. He crossed his legs as his face lights up a mix of red and purple. "I seem to have underestimated how powerful my instincts are influencing my hormones. I know we shared my heat, and we are mates, but I really don't know you."

"Well..." Lyf looks Marius in the eyes. "I'm Lyfrassir Edda, and I'm from Asguard. I enjoy mead and baking. I'm not that good of a shot with a gun, I have powers of Yog Sogoth, which I'm still trying to learn how to control. I'm absolutely awful at cards, and I like to write poetry."

Marius sighs but smiles. "That isn't what I meant."

"Well, I guess I just have to keep being by your side till I can figure out what you meant. You're not going to scare me off." Lyf hugs Marius tight. "Is this too much?"

Marius shakes his head. "N-no, just go slow. I don't know what happened or how to handle a post heat. Can I trust you not to take advantage? My instincts and hormones are fighting against my lucid mind."

"I will go at whatever speed you need. Is the light system good? Green for good, yellow slow down and red is a hard stop." Lyf smiles when Marius nods. "How are you now with me in your lap?"

"Green." Marius takes a breath. "Green, just don't grind or kiss me."

Lyf smiles and nods. "Of course, but I need to leave."

Marius raised a brow.

"Marius, if I don't make it to a trash, can I am going to empty my stomach all over you." Lyf was growing pale.

Marius nodded and helped push Lyf off his lap to vomit in the nearby trash can. "Are you ok?"

Lyf coughs and groans. "Not really, your heat infected me and my body is still fucking changing."

"It tends to take a long time to adjust. For myself and you, since we are different species." Marius gives a nervous smile. "Shall I help you to our nest?"

"You don't want a separate room?" Lyf raised a brow as he stood back up.

"That really wouldn't be wise." Marius grimaced and didn't elaborate. He collects the journals. "Show me to our nest."

Lyf nods. "Ok, I will." He says, collecting the baked good.

.......

"Thomas?" Laz's voice was stronger, and he was getting dressed with the clothes laid out.

"Yes?" Thomas hums softly. He was dusting off the excess sand before he got dressed.

"We're on Aurora." Laz gets up and cracks his back.

"Are you finally out of starvation mode?" Thomas pokes his head in pulling on underwear.

Laz huffs. "I would roll my eyes, but I don't have them to roll, but we are on your father's ship."

"That we are." Thomas walks out in just his underwear. "Do you have a problem?"

"No, I just the way you guys talked about everything." Laz crossed his arms. "I don't know." He sighs. "Did you tell them I wouldn't remember because of the state I was in?"

"Yes, I did." Thomas pauses, grabbing a pair of pants. "Actually, I have to ask about something."

"Ask me about what?" Laz raised a brow looking at Thomas.

"Tim came by because I brought you to my room, er Gunpowder Tim, but he isn't all there mentally as he is recovering, but I'm getting off track. He called you a priest." Thomas turns to face Laz, who looks a mixed of concerned and shock.

Laz blinks. "How did he know?"

Thomas shrugs. "None of us really know how his mind works or how it's healing. He is kind, but I don't think he can remember how to be violent. Well, not on purpose." He finishes getting dressed pulling a shirt over his horns. "Tell me what you find when you look in his head."

"I will." Laz smiles softly. "Well, I'm looking forward to properly meeting your father and his crew." He takes Thomas's hand. "Shall we head out?"

"We shall." Thomas pulls him along.

......

"Oh gods, fuck." Lyf nearly bites his tongue.

Laz frowns. "Sorry."

Lyf spins to face Laz. "Oh not you, him." He points to Tim, who Laz just notices.

"Fuck!" Laz grabs his chest. "How do you just appear? Are you an acolyte? Which god?"

Tim tilts his head. "Human!" He points at Laz.

"Right, yeah, I am human. Didn't answer my question." Laz raised a brow.

"The gods abandoned me." Tim smiles.

"Um...." Laz pauses as Jonny comes into the room.

"Tim, stop scaring the newbie." Jonny doesn't even flinch when Tim grabs his tail. "I got us breakfast come on."

"Jonny." Tim kisses Jonny's forehead.

Jonny smiles, then huffs. "No hugs I'm going to drop the fucking food you brat." He quickly puts the plates down as Tim pushed him to the floor to cuddle. "We are not fucking napping. I want my breakfast."

Thomas sighs. "Good morning."

Tim gets back up with prodding and sits next to Jonny, who shoves a plate in front of him, which he makes no move to eat.

"Is he not eating again?" Mae frowns from an opposite table. "Oh, welcome back to sanity, Laz."

"Right." Laz raised a brow. "Are you sure he's ok?" He groans as Thomas elbows him.

"That's Tim. He's recovering." Thomas huffs.

"He would recover faster if he fucking ate." Jonny growls.

"Maybe it has to do with whatever setting he's on." Alex pokes her head between the two.

"No fucking around in the mess hall!" Ashes growls from their spot.

Laz smiles softly, sitting next to Lyf. "So your Yog Sogoth acolyte." He pauses. "Why are you eating teeth in um milk?"

Lyf narrows his gaze. "Ask that fucker."

Marius is unaware sitting at a different table.

"Right, so it's not because of Yog Sogoth?" Laz smiles as Thomas hands him a plate of food. "Thank you."

"No?" Lyf pauses, raising a brow at Laz. "Does your god make you eat teeth?"

"No." Laz hums. "Wait, does cannibalism count?"

"Yes." Jonny says, trying to feed Tim, who keeps pushing his hands away. "You need to eat."

Thomas sighs, swallowing his bite. "I forget you're a cannibal dad."

Laz chokes on his drink. "Excuse me?"

"Both of you finish your food." Jonny sighs. "Fuck it, come on Tim were changing that fucking dial to get you to eat something." He gets up after finishing inhaling his food and drags Tim to the training room.

"I'm sorry a cannibal?" Laz blinks.

"Did you like not listen to any of the tales we told you?" Thomas rolls his eyes. "Also, who's teeth are those?"

Lyf swallows. "Marius's, but I think TS put some of its collection in here as well."

"Ah." Thomas hums. "Honestly, I didn't think you would have an answer."

"Still more sane than Tink." Laz frowns. "I think I might pay Tim a visit later."

Lyf raised a brow.

Laz smirks. "You'll figure it out."

.......

"Alone today?" Jonny crossed his arms.

"Laz is trying to corner Tim to talk. It's not exactly going well, and I don't want to watch him get impaled again."

Jonny snorts and puts his book down. "Come here, come sit by your no good father."

Thomas shakes his head and sits next to his dad. "I think you're pretty great."

"What do you want, brat?" Jonny smiles as Thomas leans on him.

"Do you like Lazarus?" Thomas sighs.

Jonny crossed his arms. "Thomas, it doesn't matter if I like him." He rolls his eyes. "He's interesting, but I don't know him well enough to truly judge him. However he's a fucking idiot for trying to corner Tim."

"Why? Tim doesn't mind it when we corner him." Thomas frowns and furrows his brows.

"Because Tim views you as his children even if you aren't. He's in there, but he can't make proper sense of his surroundings or what he's told yet. Laz is a stranger and human." Jonny sighs. "He hasn't excatly been around any humans expect the ones who hurt him."

"I guess." Thomas sits upright. "I want to help him more, but that's Izzy's thing. She is the one who just wants to help and has the mind to do just that. I want you to meet the rest of the crew, but I don't even know if they would still be at the Xeon planet by the time we get there."

"Why were you heading there anyway?" Jonny gently headbutts his son.

Thomas chuckles. "Janet won our little hat trick, so she got to pick our next adventure. She wanted to go there and help the planet recover to xeon standard of living, which meant figuring out what went so wrong. Now we know about the virus, but we didn't know back then. Izzy was excited she never got to work with xeon before, and Aiden was relieved we weren't doing anything stupid. Tink was annoyed, but she always is when she doesn't win."

"You guys never made it." Jonny frowns.

Thomas shrugs. "We're going now. I just hope they're still there."

"Well, I'm sure they will be." Jonny gets up and holds out his hand. "Come on, we have to find your man before Tim rips him apart."

Thomas takes his father's hand. "Yeah, yeah."

.......

"This isn't the worst mind I've been in." Laz hums. He looks around the lab that seems to have gray rock in the walls. There was a faint scent of dust and bleach. "Now, where are you?"

The cell lie empty save for a few bloodstained and a worn mat. "You shouldn't be here." A small boy with bright blue eyes and shirt brown hair stares up at Laz.

"Has your mind split? Let me guess you're his childhood self." Laz curses when a knife goes through his thigh. "Fuck."

"You are wrong." The boy scowls, pulling his knife back.

"You didn't have to fucking stab me." Laz grimaced as the wound closes. "Then what are you?"

"I...." The boy frowns. "I don't know. This is my mind, and I woke up in there." He points to the cage. "I don't think I'm supposed to be small."

Laz hasn't encountered something like this before. It was concerning. "Do you know what happened?"

The kid frowns. "A lot of bad things."

"What's your name?" Laz crouched down by the child.

"Gunpowder Tim. I'm supposed to be him. I don't know how I'm supposed to fix that." Tim frowns. "I'm really hurt. I want to get better. I don't know how."

"Time and rest, unfortunately, for these types of injuries. However, this is a first never seen a mind revert this far back to recover." Laz picks up Tim. "Come on, let's find a nice soft bed to recover in."

Tim blinks and holds on tight. "I don't think there is one. What's your name? You aren't Scratch."

"I am not, but you can call me Lazarus." Laz smiles.

"That's not your name." Tim frowns.

"And why do you know that?" Laz raised a brow as he meandered down the halls.

"You wear a cross. You picked Lazarus on purpose. It's worn and reforged, so you've had it for a long time, probably as long as you've been around or infected as you put it." Tim's blue eyes stare deep into Lazarus's pits of eyes.

"And you've also lost your faith." Laz frowns as they make it to a makeshift cot. It's military grade, but it's the closest thing he has for a bed besides the bloody cot.

Tim curls up when placed on the cot. "What's the use in faith when the gods abandoned you no matter how hard to pray." He pulls the blanket over him.

Laz sits on the floor. "I used to be a priest. That didn't save me."

"Faith never saved anyone." Tim says before his breathing evens out, and he's asleep.

"Maybe we would have been friends once upon a time, kid." Laz smiles and vanishes.

.......

Tim is curled up tightly around Laz.

Laz sighs. "Do you know how to get him off? I clearly underestimated how strong the man is."

Thomas snickers.

Jonny sighs. "Tim, come on, we have a bed to nap in."

Tim is quiet his breathing is slow and steady.

"Yeah, that isn't going to work." Laz huffs. "Thomas stop fucking laughing or I'm going to break your cane."

Thomas giggles and takes a breath. "Kind of hard to do that when you're pinned to the floor. Enjoy bonding to your father in law."

"Go fuck yourself." Laz growls.

"Fuck me yourself coward." Thomas smirks.

"Your father is literally right there." Laz shimmies his arm out to just point.

"And I'm a slut why would that bother me?" Jonny snickers. "You got a shy one."

"He's human. What do you expect?" Thomas smiles, leaning on his cane.

Laz huffs. "My species has nothing to do with this!"

[lilacastar]

KDA 21: Standby

"Sorry that was a bust, Kalrick." 5K said.

"It's fine," Kalrick responded. "I think she's holding something back, but at least I know the church needs to be my next step. A shame we have to wait till Sunday."

He ducked into the passenger seat next to the driver, but Randle didn't look over at all. So much so, it felt deliberate.

"Why do you think she's disk, diskon- not honest?" 5K stuttered.

"I don't know. Just felt like she had more to say, but I've been feeling that way about everyone lately." He turned to Randle, who refused to look at him. "What do you think?"

Randle shrugged. "Doesn't really matter what I think."

"Why wouldn't it." He replied flatly.

"Never mind." He huffed.

Whatever. If he wanted to say what was wrong, he should just outright say it.

The rest of the car ride was spent with 5K making random remarks and commentary, then himself providing a half-assed response. Randle continued to ignore the both of them.

The car parked, but Randle left the car running, making no move to get out and follow the other two.

"You coming?" Kalrick asked.

"You guys can just go ahead."

5K closed his door. "Alright then, have fun going home." He turned and started for the apartment.

Kalrick sighed, opening his arms in a defeated gesture. "Okay, why?"

"You don't even care," he rolled his eyes. "You're busy with research"

"Well I wouldn't be asking if I didn't care, now would I?"

"Oh come on!" 5K shouted, at the door already and fumbling with his keys. "We all know you just want him to convince you what's wrong."

Randle sat in the car, mouth open in attempts to respond, but failed. Thank you 5K, for the right amount of poor impulse control. It was so effective, he did indeed follow Kalrick and 5K into the apartment without another word.

"I need to smoke," 5K exasperated. "let me know when the bullshit is over."

Jesus, he really did need to smoke again with this attitude. Randle was sensitive at times, but it's not like he went out of his way to be rude to 5K.

Kalrick rolled his eyes then led Randle by the hand to his room. Both of them were so dramatic.

"Ok, for real." Kalrick shut the door behind him. "What is your problem? You keep doing one thing and saying another."

"What are you talking about?" he sighed. "you guys are the ones who have a problem with me."

"Because you keep getting in a mood for no reason."

"If there wasn't a reason, I wouldn't be in a mood."

"Then tell me what the hell is going on! I just don't understand you right now. You say you don't want to be my friend again, then hang out with me like you do. You say you do want to be my friend then act like you don't. You're down to help me, then act like you don't want to be there the entire time."

"Well, maybe you don't need my help if Valery has been so much more helpful." Randle huffed.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" The infinite bounds of patience he once held for this special person, started to leak out the cracks of his body.

The lack of eye contact being made answered the question for him.

"You're jealous," He couldn't contain his historical laughter before finishing the thought. "Of the goth girl I don't even remember fucking, who I am not attracted to because I am attracted to men, because I held a conversation with her?"

"You can't pretend like you didn't see the way she was looking at you."

"You. Are. Delusional! I cannot believe what you are saying."

"Free cover up? Are we just going to ignore how outrageously expensive that normally would cost?"

"But you admit to being jealous! What the fuck are you jealous of, you literally said we can't be friends too soon."

"That's not what I said."

"That is what you said, don't gaslight me."

"Fine, that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean? I felt like shit when you told me you didn't want to see me, but you keep coming around like you do, then said we'd give it another try."

"I do want to see you, ok? I said that because you just jumped back into my life without warning and I finally thought I moved on. And now you're here, so very much you and the same Kalrick I used to know. But you're also so different."

"I couldn't tell you felt that way by how you've been treating me."

"And I'm sorry for that," He sighed. "I'm just trying to slow down on the emotional whiplash I'm going through, and I don't know. I guess trying to not get my hopes up too high in case this isn't real at all."

"You still like hanging out with me?"

"Yes!" His arms gestured dramatically. "You know how hard it has been to remain calm? When I dropped you off the first time, I was trying not to laugh my ass off because of how funny you are."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I like you, I really liked you. It's just hard to be around you when I haven't sorted everything in my head. I tried to put it aside, but it just came out today with Valery."

"Then what are we? I mean, what are you wanting to do?"

"I want to help you. When we finish your closure project, let's see how we go from there."

"Revenge." Kalrick corrected.

"Revenge? Isn't that a bit..."

"Badass? Why yes, it is."

"I was going to say childish. What's that going to accomplish, and how do you get revenge on something... that's not here."

"I have a plan." he said confidently.

"You've yet to explain the process of this plan."

"It'll work out, I promise. I just need more information on what I was doing before I got possessed and during. So far the only thing it seemed to do during, was worship the sigil and physical pleasure."

"Where'd the money come from?"

"Money?"

"Your rent money you paid 5K with. You quit working 5 months ago, so where'd the rest of the money come from?"

He was right. There was no way he'd saved enough to live off that long. And the demonic had to eat too. Probably.

"Maybe it cashed from my bank?" Kalrick asked with little confidence. "I always pay with my phone, maybe it had to cash it in person since it didn't touch my phone."

"You could check your statement online."

"This is why I need you, Randle."

"For basic solutions?"

"Yes, I'm probably not even average intelligence anymore. And that used to be my biggest accomplishment."

"Don't say that."

But it was true. It was his very best to get average grades in school, and constantly struggled with just being below a problem. To not get in trouble for strange interests or behaviors and disappointing his mom, meant he won. If existing took that much effort just to be average, it was no wonder he ended up without a career and straight into customer service. And then demonic possession, naturally.

He pulled up the banking website on his phone, waiting for it to load and braced for the negative impact. It'd be alright, no matter the damage. He'd already failed this badly, his mom's only child and biggest disappointment. He was everything she didn't understand, might as well add massive debt to the list of things she didn't want for him.

The page refreshed, displaying... an amount just above 45,000 dollars. He couldn't comprehend what he was looking at. How? Why was it there?

Randle placed a hand over his own in comfort. "Hey, it's ok." He soothed. "Maybe we can contact some sort of debt service. Or identify theft."

Kalrick only turned the screen around and displayed the bank account.

"Oh-" he hushed.

"I have money." He declared the obvious.

Randle shook his head. "Don't spend it yet."

"Dude I have over 45K in my bank, this is compensation for ruining my life."

"You don't know where it came from, and since you don't have a job you should be using it to live off until you're recovered enough to get one. That's a lot of money, but it goes fast when you don't have income and your roommate is an addict."

"He's doing a good job."

"But my point still stands."

Unfortunately it did. But what would it hurt to just spend a little? He should definitely consult 5K, he'd hopefully agree.

"We'll come back to that, but I can't deny that you're right on where it came from. Our biggest lead is that Baptist church. For now we'll just have to standby until Sunday."

"What'll you do in the meantime?"

"I don't know. Probably smoke with 5K and dig through my stuff. I want to avoid my mom, but I just feel like I'm so close to remembering something important. I feel like she's somehow related to what I'm searching for, but it's buried somewhere and every time we talk it just turns into a fight until I forget what I was asking."

Randle stared back at him with a strange look. Concern? Fear? No, none of those, but he still couldn't place it.

"What?" He mumbled. He'd probably ranted too much, sounding like a middle schooler, no doubt emotionally stunted from trauma.

"You really don't remember, do you?"

"Clearly not?" He shrugged. How was he supposed to know if he didn't even provide context?

"It's just." He paused, wistfully. Kalrick could nearly see his eyes go back to another time. "It's just, you said nearly the same exact thing right before you dropped off my world."

[lhrry]

What’s your fav unreleased songs by H/L/1D?

in no particular order the top three are help, medicine, already home

[metalbuckaroo]

💋Unspoken Rule #4💋

🍒 SUMMARY// At 3am, every Sunday, Bucky locks his bedroom door to watch his favorite camgirl. What's to happen when he finds out he's much closer to her than leaving generous tips on her videos?

💋 WARNINGS// smut, light fingering, unprotected sex, some sub!bucky, cursing, a smidgen of angst

🍒 AU// roommate!bucky x camgirl!reader

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Over the next two weeks, two more videos were filmed. Both without kissing and not going any further than getting each other off without having sex, but also still as mind blowing as the first.

Bucky wanted to experience that high he couldn't reach himself. That no one else had gotten him to.

He didn't tell Steve or Sam about anything that had been happening, he knew there would be teasing and it would also blow the 'Soldat and Cherry' cover, so it became another unspoken rule.

He stopped trying to muffle the sounds he made as he watched the videos and ditched the headphones; making it obvious to you that he was still subscribed to watch videos that he could easily ask you to send him.

But, the sounds you could hear through his bedroom door were nothing compare to the ones muffled by the plastic mask when it came time to film another video.

A long talk about boundaries and keeping things casual, is what lead to the filming of the fourth video. Making sure both of you promised it would stay purely in videos. Nothing more.

Even as you laid against the throw blanket that covered your bed, completely bare besides the mask and wig as he tugged the glove on his right hand off. Bucky kept mentally repeating the promise.

Goosebumps prickled your skin when the cold leather and warm skin of his hands glided up the insides of your thighs, his cock twitching and eyes staying locked in on the glisten of your slit. His thumb ghosting over your clit to elicit a soft moan. "Don't tease." You exhaled, shifting around slightly under his piercing gaze.

Humming in response, Bucky ran two fingers through your folds. Coating the pads of his fingers with your slick before circling your sensitive bud.

The skillful work of his long, thick fingers had you convinced that your own would never be the same. The way they curled and stroked against your walls in the best way as your hands clutched the opening of his leather jacket. Quick to have your back arching from the mattress.

"Is my face in the shot?" Bucky said lowly when he leaned down so his face was inches from yours. Your eyes looking to the small screen on the side of the camera to see his hair shielded his face. "No."

"Good, wanna kiss you." His gloved hand reached to pull the mask down, the steady thrust of his fingers on his right not faltering. "Ok, just don't stop." You nodded, catching his plump lips in yours.

The taste of his tongue just as you had imagined it to be when it slipped between your lips to press into yours. Both minty and sweet.

Bucky swallowed every sweet sound he pulled from you, making sure not to break away from the breathless kiss until you had rode your orgasm. Your teeth nipping at his bottom lip as your hands pressed against his chest. "Mask on and lay back." You mumbled against his lips as he removed his fingers.

Bucky's mind was racing just like it was the first time as you moved over him, his hands holding your waist and heart thumping away against his ribcage.

He always thought that all sex would feel the same, but this was different. He had a certain proud feeling when you whimpered softly once he was fully sheathed into the tight warmth of your cunt, the instant flutter of your walls making him groan softly.

You had never had such a full feeling, his tip brushing your cervix as you swiveled your hips. Laying your hands flat against his taut chest to keep steady and letting your head lull forward.

Starting slow and working up to a faster pace when you had adjusted as his hands slipped down to hold your hips.

It was hard to keep focus, the feeling of every ridged inch sliding against your walls sending sparks of pleasure through you starting to engulf you. Trying to pinpoint the pitch of Bucky's moans and pants to know when to slow down.

His fingers curled into the flesh of your ass, hips rolling gently under you as the swirling in the pit of his stomach started. Only to fade away when your hips slowed into a grind, his eyes snapping open to meet your hooded ones as you gave him a wicked smile.

Bucky lifted a hand to hold the back of your neck, pulling you down to whisper in your ear. "You're edging me?" He mumbled, biting back a groan when you wiggled against him. "Be a good boy, Soldat."

He couldn't deny the warmth that washed over him from the two words he told himself wouldn't have an effect on him, muttering a few curses in Russian as he moved his hand back to your hip.

The tensing of the muscles in his thighs quickly started again, his release being held off until he was desperate.

His head lifted from the pillow, brows scrunching up as he tried to guide you faster, your movement nearly stopping when he did. "Please, dear God, cherry." Bucky whined as his head fell back against the pillows, chest and neck flushed and sweat slicked. His mask not helping the hot huffs of breath that fanned right back into his face.

You knew he could easily overpower you if he wanted to, and that's what made it even better. Watching as he tensed and wiggled under you in attempts to get the release he wanted- but he knew it would be worth it in the end. Being able to push as deep as he could go and fill you with his spend until you leaked around his base, would definitely be worth it.

Your throbbing clit ached for some kind of attention, but you weren't done with your fun of watching Bucky crack under you. The sturdy man muttering to himself to let him cum as his warm hand groped at your chest, gloved left caressing your waist and backside.

Needy whines promising he'd be good, telling you how amazing you felt stretching around him. Until his pleas and praises were enough to snap the coil.

Your fingers digging crescent moon shapes into the smooth skin of his chest as your orgasm took over completely. Mind fogging over for a brief moment.

"Oh, god- B-" your bit down harshly on your bottom lip to stop his name from rolling off of your tongue, falling forward against his hot chest as the aftershocks took over and you buried your face in the crook of his neck. Giving him the opportunity to chase his own high.

Bending his knees to plant his feet flat against the mattress, Bucky's hands went under your ass, letting out a shaky breath as he chased his own high with rigorous thrusts that made you keen against his flush skin.

"Shit- oh, fuck- so good, cherry." He grunted, gripping your backside as his hips pistoned up into yours, quickly reaching his high. A guttural moan vibrating through his chest when he filled you with hot spurts of his release.

His hands stayed on you until you were out of his reach to turn off the camera, looking over his blissed out form one last time as he felt for the edge of the plastic face covering.

"Holy fuck..." He panted, almost ripping the mask from his face. "Good?" You giggled, slipping on one of his shirts that was on your dresser as he sat up. "Great, best ever." Bucky chuckled, eyes wandering down to where the tops of your inner thighs glistened from his spend leaking onto them before the hem of the shirt blocked the view.

"Beat you to the shower." You grinned, squinting your eyes at him as you backed towards the door. "That's not f- wait!" He called when you slipped out of the room, standing to follow after you.

"I wasn't paying attention, that wasn't fair." Bucky pointed a finger at you with a frown that made you laugh lightly. "Better luck next time."

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The next morning went as normal, Bucky left for work after breakfast, you took a trip to the grocery store. Only this time, you came back with something to talk to Bucky about.

He gave you a bright smile when he walked in the door, long legs carrying him over to where you were on the couch before he swiped the remote from your lap.

"Buck, I need to talk to you." You sighed, turning in your seat to face him. "'Bout what, cherry?" He said, shifting to be more comfortable as his knees parted more. "I, uh, I have a date next week so... I'm gonna do the next video solo." You nodded.

Bucky felt a pang in his heart, he promised everything was purely for videos, but he couldn't help the sliver of jealously that tainted his veins. "Does that mean- we're not gonna film together anymore?" He asked quietly, muting the TV so you had his full attention.

You sucked in a sharp breath and shrugged your shoulders. A part of you wanted to say no to the man at the store who asked you on a date, but he was nice and handsome.

"I don't know. This guy seems nice and all but, it was more of a- I don't want to decline your invitation because you're sweet, so one date won't hurt." You said, looking at where you hands were tugging a string on the couch cushion. "And you don't want to feel guilty about having sex with someone else days before the date. I understand." Bucky nodded his head, giving you a sweet smile.

"Thanks, Bucky." You mumbled, patting his leg before scooting closer. "Who is it?" He said, narrowing his eyes at you and hoping it didn't seem like a 'who's replacing me' type of question. "Cashier at the supermarket."

"He is pretty nice. Gives me extra coupons when I go." Bucky said, scrunching his nose up. "You're not mad, are you?"

He quickly shook his head and gave another smile as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. "Of course not, all for the videos, remember?"

Chewing the inside of your cheek, you leaned further into his side. "Yeah... for the videos."

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[ares-athena]

Okay, since you said it's all good, I have another one. So it's a Robby x female reader x Tory. The reader is super into school and got along with everyone (a floater between groups). So they're dating Tory and Robby and they get bullied by some random kid (kind of beat up. Nothing too bad but of course enough for those two to notice right away) and the two are ready for war. But the reader calms them down and they take care of her (I feel like Robby would give the BEST cuddles) and Tory shows her little moves to defend herself? And Robby does pointers here and there before making them both come and cuddle because the reader is just so tired??

Yay! This is such a fun idea.

Ck Tory X F!Reader X Robby

Warnings ⚠️: beaten, cuts, and bruises.

Summary: Reader isn't a very confrontational person. But her girlfriend and boyfriend are. She doesn't want to pick a side nut what happens if someone makes that choice for her.

"Ok so your telling me Johnny Lawrence and Danny LaRusso want to share a dojo. I don't belive it." She says. "See it's unheard of." Hawk says. "Are you guys sure they won't tear eachother apart before 3 p.m.?" She says. "No. It sounds like a terrible idea." Demetri say and she can't blame him. From the stories she's been told from Miguel and tory. This can't go well.

She was walking to robby's house. He called her and asked if she wanted to sta the night over his place since tory was also on her way. You wanting to see your girlfriend and boyfriend you said I'm on my way. And you were until you were stopped by robby's old friends. Trey and Cruz. You knew them and now they knew you and your boyfriend.

"Can I help you?" She asked. "Yeah, you know a Robby Keene?" One of them asked. "I do why?" She replied already losing it because they were getting closer to her. Maybe her refusing a dojo was a bad idea. "Good you can give him this message for us." The other one said.

After they left her in the alley she tried to get up but it was severely hard. If wasn't bad at all they just focused kicking her ribs. When she got up she felt fine and continued walking to robby's house. It was going well until you got a call from tory.

"What's taking so long? We got your favorite snacks and your favorite movie waiting for you." She asked. They were so sweet. "Sorry my brother wasn't letting me leave for a while its fine. I'm almost there." She replied. Though she hated lying this wasn't something to tell over the phone. Or to tory nichols or robby keene at all.

When she got there she was in more pain. Walking really hurt the already bruised ribs. And then she noticed one of them had cut her. She didn't notice until the blood from where the cut was on her shoulder was leaking down her arm. It wasn't a bad cut. Not deep at all just really blood. She cleaned most of the blood off your arm with a towel in your bad you had since she were staying the night. There was no way to hide this unless you got to the bathroom fast. Which was very unlikely.

When she knocked on the door she heard scrambling from both tory and robby. Tory was the one who opened the door. With robby shoved on the couch. "Hi love." Tory says and hugs her. Robby notices something off as soon as she winces when tory hugs her. "Are you ok, darling?" Robby asked her. "Yeah I'm fine." She responded but her smile wasn't as convincing as she thought.

"We can help just what is it?" Tory asked her after pulling away. She of course was scared to tell them. She wasn't one for confrontation. "Whatever it is we won't be upset with you." Robby says. That's when she tell them everything. The part about Trey and Cruz. She even takes her shirt off and shows tory and robby the cut on her shoulder blade. Tory moved her to the couch while robby went to get the first aid kit. "Don't worry love. They went get away with this." Tory says. "I'll make sure of it." Robby finished kneeling in front of you while cleaning your wounds. "No. No revenge. Not tonight " She says and robby and tory look at her then each other. "Fine." Robby says. "Not tonight." Tory finishes.

After tory and robby clean her all up. They all lay on the couch. Tory on one end robby on the other. Darling in the middle. She was in robby's sweater and he was holding her from the side with his head in her neck. "I'll teach you some defense tommorow yeah." Tory says. "Yeah." She says back and kisses her girlfriend then her boyfriend.

[proud-mom85]

Moments from the Misha, Darius Zoom:

Darius: I WILL SAY THE FIRST THING ONE WANTS TO DO IN A ZOOM TO ESTABLISH DOMINANCE IS WHEN THE BACKGROUND CONTEST.

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MISHA: WE BOTH MOVED TO L.A. IN -- DARIUS: 99.

MISHA: DECEMBER OF 98, RIGHT BEFORE NEW YEAR'S. WE MOVED INTO THE SAME LITTLE, YOUR AUNT'S FRIEND'S HOUSE ON THE VENICE CANALS. YOUR WIFE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOUR FIRST CHILD AT THAT POINT AND MY WIFE AND I DID NOT KNOW IT AND WE WERE LIKE WHY ARE THEY SLEEPING ALL DAY, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM?

DARIUS: THERE WAS A GAS LEAK ALSO IN THE HOUSE. SO WE WERE ALL SLEEPING ALL DAY.

MISHA: THAT'S TRUE.

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MISHA: THERE WAS A TIME WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WHEN I DON'T KNOW THAT I THERE WAS A TIME WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER WHEN I DON'T KNOW THAT I WOULD HAVE GENUINELY CELEBRATED YOUR SUCCESSES, BUT THERE WAS A TIME FOR YOU STARTED MAKING THE MOVIE "LOOT" THAT WAS YOUR FIRST BIG SUCCESSFUL PROJECT. I THINK IN THE PROCESS OF MAKING THAT I REMEMBER FEELING OVERWHELMED WITH SUPPORT AND JOY FOR YOU. I JUST WANTED YOU TO SEE THIS CREATIVE VISION THROUGH AND NOTHING WOULD HAVE MADE ME HAPPIER THAN IT TO BE SUCCESSFUL.

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DARIUS: I DON'T THINK I WOULD BE EVEN REMOTELY THE SAME PERSON HAD WE NOT BEEN FRIENDS...

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DARIUS: AND WE BOTH AUDITIONED FOR IT AND AS FATE WOULD HAVE IT, YOU ENDED UP IN THE LEAD ROLE OF THAT PLAY AND WITH ALL SINCERITY YOU DID AN INCREDIBLE JOB, LIKE IT WAS ONE OF THOSE MAGICAL, I THINK YOU WOULD AGREE, ONE OF THOSE MAGICAL SCHOOL PLAYS THAT JUST IS INCREDIBLY MEMORABLE. I STILL REMEMBER IT, JUST SITTING THERE AND ENJOYING IT AND WATCHING YOU KIND OF YOUR BEST. IN I REMEMBER THEN FEELING REALLY PROUD OF YOU. I REMEMBER SITTING AND WATCHING YOU ACT AND FEELING LIKE THIS IS WHAT THIS GUY IS HERE TO DO. BECAUSE YOU WERE ON STAGE AND IT WAS SO UNDENIABLE.

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DARIUS: I FEEL LIKE WE HAVE HAD A PRETTY CLEAR CHANNEL OF SUPPORT FOR EACH OTHER ALL ALONG. AND I WILL SAY, HAD IT NOT BEEN FOR YOUR SUPPORT ALL THOSE YEARS MAKING SOUND OF METAL, I DON'T KNOW THAT I COULD'VE MADE IT. THAT'S HOW IMPORTANT IT WAS, THOSE WERE HARD YEARS COME ALONG, YOU KNOW, 10 YEARS OF FAITH IN A PROCESS THAT HAD NO PROOF OF CONCEPT. SO, YOU KNOW, I NEEDED THAT SUPPORT AND YOU WERE THERE MANY, MANY, MANY TIMES OVER. I REALLY HATE TO BE SINCERE WITH YOU, I FEEL LIKE IT FEELS WRONG BUT THAT IS THE TRUTH.

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DARIUS: ...BECAUSE HE AND I BOTH CAME FROM SO LITTLE. I DON'T THINK WE WERE THAT AFRAID TO HAVE LITTLE. I DON'T THINK WE WERE AFRAID TO SCRAPE THE BOTTOM AND KEEP SCRAPING THE BOTTOM AND SCRAPING THE BOTTOM A LITTLE MORE.

MISHA: I HAVE HAD AN INTERESTING RELATIONSHIP WITH THAT SCARCITY DYNAMIC BECAUSE ON THE ONE THING, WHAT YOU ARE SAYING IS TRUE AND I ALWAYS IN MY HEART OF HEARTS KNOWN I WOULD BE OK WITH NOTHING, I WOULD BE OK LIVING IN A TENT IF I NEEDED TO. AND THAT KNOWLEDGE PROVIDES A PRETTY BIG SAFETY NET, BECAUSE YOU NEVER WALK AROUND FEELING LIKE I NEED THIS MONEY. I KNOW I'M GOING TO BE OK.

AT THE SAME TIME, COMING FROM POVERTY, I THINK THE ALLURE OF MONEY HAS BEEN MAYBE MORE POWERFUL THAN IT WOULD HAVE BEEN FOR ME OTHERWISE. IF I HAD ALWAYS HAD MONEY, I MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN SO DRAWN INTO MAKING MONEY WHEN THAT OPPORTUNITY FINALLY CAME IN MY LIFE. AND I MAY HAVE MADE CHOICES THAT DIDN'T THAT WEREN'T QUITE SO DRIVEN BY MAKING MONEY, IF THAT MAKES SENSE. AS I'M GETTING OLDER, I AM ABLE TO FORMULATE THESE THOUGHTS AND RECALIBRATE TO AN EXTENT. BUT THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I WAS MAKING MONEY JUST FOR THE SAKE OF MAKING MONEY WHEN IT WASN'T REALLY ABOUT ANYTHING CREATIVE OR BIGGER THAN THAT, AND I THINK THAT WAS A LITTLE BIT ALSO RELATED TO HAVING COME FROM POVERTY.

DARIUS: THAT IS INTERESTING, I DON'T THINK YOU'VE EVER REALLY VOICED THAT TO ME, THAT SCARCITY MODEL YOU HAD WORKING THAT WAY. THAT MAKES SENSE ACTUALLY, AND I THINK PEOPLE KNOW THIS ABOUT YOU, BUT IT WA SA LEVEL OF POVERTY THAT WAS THREATENING. IT WASN'T LIKE WE WERE KIND OF POOR OR YOU ARE SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE CLASS SPECTRUM, YOU WERE IN A SERIOUS, SERIOUS LANDSCAPE OF POVERTY.

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MISHA: IT'S FUNNY, FROM THE VANTAGE POINT OF CHILDHOOD, YOU TO ME IT LOOKED JUST AWASH IN MONEY. YOUR FAMILY WAS FUCKING LOADED. AND I REMEMBER YOUR DAD, ONCE EVERY THREE MONTHS OR SO WE WOULD ALL GO OUT TO PANDA EAST, WHICH IS BASICALLY THE CHEAPEST CHINESE RESTAURANT IN TOWN COME UP BUT TO ME IT WAS LIKE CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT WE ARE JUST GOING OUT AND ORDERING WHATEVER WE WANT AT THIS RESTAURANT? IT SEEMED SO OPULENT TO ME. IT'S REALLY AMAZING.

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MISHA: I REMEMBER DRIVING UP TO PUTNEY RIGHT AFTER I GOT MY DRIVERS LICENSE, I WAS 16 AND A HALF OR 17 AND DRIVING UP ON A SCHOOL NIGHT AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING JUST TO CHECK ON YOU, BECAUSE I KNEW YOU WERE KIND OF ON THE EDGE AT THAT POINT. YOU COULD HAVE EASILY NOT SURVIVED HIGH SCHOOL AND A COUPLE OF YEARS AFTER THAT. YOU WERE REALLY ON THE EDGE.

DARIUS: IT'S TRUE.

MISHA: YOU WOULD GO FOR DAYS WITHOUT SLEEPING, YOU WERE A PSYCHOLOGICAL MESS AT THAT POINT AND I DO REMEMBER GOING UP THERE AND WORRYING ABOUT YOU AND CHECKING ON YOU.

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DARIUS: I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I HAVE FOUND THAT I HAVE NOT NEEDED YOU LESS AS I GOT OLDER.

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DARIUS: YEAH, SO, HERE IS THE THING ABOUT THE OSCARS. I HAVEN'T REALLY TALKED ABOUT THIS AT ALL. BUT THE OSCARS COINCIDED WITH - AS YOU KNOW, MISHA, COINCIDED WITH A REALLY CRAZY TIME FOR ME BECAUSE MY BEST HAVE A VERY SICK CHILD.

- BECAUSE I HAVE A VERY SICK CHILD. SO AROUND THE TIME OF THE TIME OF THE OSCARS, LEADING UP TO THE OSCARS IS MAYBE ONE OF THE DARKEST, MOST DIFFICULT TIMES OF MY LIFE DEFINITIVELY. AND YOU KNOW I HAVE HAD SOME DARK TIMES.

SO, SO OFTEN WE LOOK AT THESE THINGS AND IT LOOKS LIKE ONE THING. AND WE NEVER KNOW THE SUBPLOT THAT LIVES BEHIND IT, AND WE NEVER KNOW WHAT HAPPENS BEYOND THE IMAGE OF PERFECTNESS AND SUCCESS.

MISHA: I THINK THAT IS EXACERBATED IN THIS MOMENT IN OUR SOCIETY BECAUSE SOCIAL MEDIA, EVERYONE IS ALWAYS SHOWCASING THE MOST PERFECT VERSION OF THEIR WIVES AND FAMILIES.

AND OF COURSE, YOU WERE GOING THROUGH THE JUXTAPOSITION OF THAT PARTICULAR MOMENT IN YOUR LIFE, AND YOU ARE STILL GOING THROUGH THE HARD CHAPTER, APPARENT SUFFERING THROUGH A SICK CHILD AND WHAT YOUR CHILD IS GOING THROUGH IS JUST SO HARD AND SO HEARTBREAKING. AND TO HAVE THAT MOMENT THAT YOU HAVE BEEN WORKING TOWARD YOUR WHOLE LIFE, YOU JUST REACHED THE APEX OF YOUR CAREER, YOU MAY NEVER AGAIN BE AT THE OSCARS, AND ANYONE WHO EVER THINKS THEY ARE GOING TO WIND UP AT THE OSCARS IS DELUSIONAL, IT JUST DOESN'T WIND UP AT THE OSCARS IS DELUSIONAL, IT JUST DOESN'T HAPPEN. AND YET YOU HAVE FOUND YOURSELF THERE AT THIS INCREDIBLE TRIUMPHANT UNLIKELY MOMENT.

DARIUS: I DID ALWAYS KNOW I WOULD BE THERE BUT GO ON.

MISHA: AT THE SAME TIME YOU ARE SUFFERING THROUGH THE MOST EXHAUSTING AND MOST EMOTIONALLY DRAINING THING IMAGINABLE, AND IT WAS ALMOST LIKE A KIND OF CRUEL JOKE FROM THE UNIVERSE, IT SEEMED.

DARIUS: IT WAS THE CRUELEST DICHOTOMY. AND I THINK WHAT WAS IMPORTANT FOR ME AT THAT TIME IS I WAS NAVIGATING A LOT, PRESS, THE OSCARS, I WAS DIRECTING SOMETHING ELSE OF THE TIME, RUNNING BACK AND FORTH AT THE HOSPITAL, SLEEPING ON A HOSPITAL COT, DOING ALL THE STUFF, THAT I NEEDED SOMETHING NEAR ME THAT I UNDERSTOOD, YOU KNOW?

I NEEDED SOMEONE NEAR ME THAT I FELT GROUNDING RIGHT THEN. AND THAT WAS ACTUALLY THE TRUTH OF IT, IS LIKE, YOU ARE THE PERSON ON THE FACE OF THE -- FACE OF THE EARTH THAT I COULD CALL ON AT THAT MOMENT AND I NEEDED IT.

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These are some of the moments from the zoom. It was quite emotional as you can tell from the little bit of transcript I'm posting. You can tell how close these two are and how much they have been there for each other over the years, how well they know each other. They have one of those rare life long friendships.

I do wanna say this and I'm not saying it to be rude or anything but I remember there was a cameo that Misha did and he said he was helping a friend with a sick child and the person who bought the cameo got mad cuz their question wasn't answered and they said cruel things about Misha. Well, shame on you.

We may not have had this information at the time but you never assume when someone mentions a sick kid and don't mention how bad it is, it could be nothing or it could be something major like with Darius' kid. Misha could have not done the cameo at all but he did when he had his best friend and his best friends kid on his mind and was worried about. Shame on anyone who said mean things from that cameo. Misha always does the best he can for all of us.

Anyway, I hope we get to see more from these two in the future. They are both amazingly talented individuals.

[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

Love On-Set (Pt. 07 of 10)

Pairing: Dacre Montgomery X Reader

Summary: You knew acting on Stranger Things season 3 would be a challenge, and you also knew, from the start, you'd have to work closely with Dacre Montgomery. But is wasn't a big deal for you, since this is your job and you're determined to act professionally. You had it all figured out, or so you thought, until the moment you were out face to face with Dacre. Then, this job became a lot harder than it was supposed to be, since you can't seem to focus whenever you're around Dacre. And you'll have to be around him a lot until the end of production.

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Kisses

The only reason why you didn't talk to Dacre at the airport was because you thought you'd have a couple of hours before shooting. But you were wrong. The flight was terribly late, and you had no choice but to go straight to set, and as soon as you got there, you and Dacre were pulled apart so you could get ready.

Already in your outfit, you stare at the mirror as your hairstylist gives the final touches, mumbling in response to whatever she's talking about. Your leg is bouncing nervously, as you regret not having called Dacre yesterday night. Or driven to his house. Anything really. Maybe it would a lot easier if you two had some time, but life has a way of complicating things.

“And you're ready,” Laura says and you manage to smile and thank her. “Now go before James comes yelling at us again.”

“Alright.” Mumbling under your breath, you stand up and leave the dressing room only to be rushed into the parking lot. Dacre is already there, talking to James. The wind makes you shiver and you brace yourself... Well, you think it's the wind that makes you shiver, what else could it be?

“...despite the delay, we'll get everything done in time so–” James swallows the words when he sees you. “(Y/N), great. Hope you made a safe trip here. I was just talking to Dacre about the upcoming scenes you two will shoot. There's just so much chemistry that I had to add more kisses.” Oh... You should've read the new script. “But I'm sure it won't be a problem since you two seem to be getting along very well.”

“Yeah, of course...” The first thing you'll do when you get to your hotel room is read every single line of this scrip. It'll be better if you're mentally prepared for what's to come.

But you're not prepared for this.

“Alright, everybody into position.” The director announces before walking away, leaving you and Dacre alone. Well, not exactly since you can't ignore the camera guys, the microphones... All the rest.

“Sorry, we couldn't talk before... This.” Dacre apologizes, but you shake your head slightly.

“But we will.” Nodding more to yourself than to him, you hope nobody is listening to this conversation. “Right?”

“Absolutely.”

“Alright, guys, c'mon,” James says and Dacre walks away as you take a deep breath. Thinking over the lines, you let yourself fall into character, remembering the backstory that leads to this moment. “Everybody set? Ok... Action!”

Turning around, you look at Dacre as he crosses the parking lot. “I can't believe you took almost an hour to get here, Hargrove!” You yell, walking to end the distance between the two of you. “There's a freaking Demidog in the pool!”

“The thing is dead. So why the hurry?” He flashes Billy's a cocky smile, and you struggle to keep the irritated expression on your face. “Chill.”

“Don't tell me to chill. Can't you miss one single date?” Giving action to Amy's jealousy attack, you punch Dacre in the chest, and he gives a small step back as he rolls his eyes. “Not even when there's an interdimensional monster involved?”

“Why the hell you always think I'm with some girl?” When you move to push him again, Billy grabs Amy's wrists. This was improvised, you think. Or is it on the new script? Dacre's grip is soft though, and you put on an annoyed face as you try to set free, uselessly.

“Because that's where you always are.” Putting a frustrating undertone in the sentence, you sigh. “But it doesn't matter. We have a much bigger fish to fry.”

“The damn thing is dead, it can wait.”

You get why Amy falls for Billy. Or are your fellings for Dacre clouding your judgment? Putting up a fight, you try to free yourself of his grip, making sure to stumble backward until your back hits a car. “Let go of me! I'm tired of this shit.” Slowly, Amy gives up fighting. Physically and emotionally. The moment you stop moving, Dacre let's go of your wrists, his arms coming to trap you in between the car and his body.

“I know you're jealous. I just need to figure out why.” Billy leans closer, and you can feel yourself drowning in Dacre's eyes, more beautiful than the ocean.

“I said it once and I'll say it again. I won't be one of your many flings...” Your voice is low, and as the cameras move closer, you know it's about to happen. God, it's so damn hard to keep up the act. You can feel Dacre's chest every time he breaths in, and you want to pull him even closer. “...so... Back the hell off.” Putting your hand on his chest, you know that the action that would make more sense here would be Amy trying to push him away again... But you fail to do that, Amy slowly disappearing as you break character for the hundredth time. Instead of pushing him away, your fingers slowly clench around the collar of his jacket, grabbing it. Dacre's eyes burn on you, and you know he wants it to.

“Who said I want you to be a fling?”

Then you don't know who moves first. If it's Dacre who leans forward or if it's you, pulling him. But it happens, fast and needy. First kisses shouldn't be like this. They're supposed to be short and sweet, shy even. But part of you is thankful for the situation you're in right now, because it justifies how you cling onto him, how deep the kiss is, hot and passionate. Billy and Amy were both craving for this moment, but so were you. And so were Dacre because his grip around you is tight, his lips keeping a quick pace, one that you're more than happy to follow. You hand find its way to his hair, as he holds the small of your back, needing to have you closer, if that even possible. The cameras are long forgotten, and there's no set, no show, nothing. Just his taste, fresh and sweet, inebriating. There's something in the background, some familiar sound trying to reach you, but you push it away, ignore it, tiptoeing even more to try and match Dacre's high, wishing he would lift you up.

“CUT!” James' voice sounds like a freaking thunder, and it wakes you up. With your heart beating insanely fast, you suddenly go back to reality, probably blushing harder than ever as you step away from Dacre. He takes a while to let go of you, intense eyes locked on yours as he tries to catch his breath, falling out of the stupor too. “That was... Good. That was good.” James says, and when you look around, you notice people staring. That wasn't... Discreet, and now you know that what you heard was James yelling ‘cut’ half a dozen times.

Running a hand through your hair, you have to fight back the urge to touch your lips, the kiss burning in your head... You really hope James will need another take.

“Are you ok?” Dacre asks, taking a quick look around before taking your hand in his.

“Yeah...” Biting your lip, you nod, staring at him. This just gave you a rush of adrenaline, making you feel brave. “More than ok, actually.”

Dacre's lips break into a smile, his thumb caressing the back of your hand. “Well, judging by James' obsession with the perfect lighting, I bet he'll need a couple more takes to get it done.”

“I really hope so. I–” You're cut short for a commotion. Several people move to surround James, who soon starts cursing. “What's going on?” You mutter, exchanging a glance with Dacre before walking over the sea of people. That's when you see the rest of the cast, and you just now remember they were here too... And they just saw everything... Millie won't let you hear the end of it.

“Who the hell did this?” James shouts, and a lot of people start apologizing. Giving the others a glance, you notice they have their eyes glued to their phones.

“Oh, no...” Something leaked, you're so damn sure. Rushing to the guys, you stand beside Noah, taking a look at his screen. “What happened?”

“The kiss. The first you shot. Someone here recorded and published on YouTube ten minutes ago.” As Noah speaks, he hands you over his phone and you read the news article he was reading. ‘Exciting scene from Stranger Things 3 leaks: Amy Halpert and Billy Hargrove are definitely a couple’.

“Shit.” You mutter, leaning closer to Dacre so he can read it too. “Who did it?”

“We have no idea,” Natalia answers, looking up from her phone. “But I watched it. Whoever did this stopped recording right before the cameras fell.”

This sucks. Giving Noah his cellphone back, you sigh. “It's really mean to do that. There's a lot of operations to keep the set free from curious eyes and someone from the inside leaks it? That's ridiculous.”

“James will sue whoever did this,” Dacre adds.

“Excuse me, guys.” Ryan comes, a tablet on his hand and a very worried expression on his face. “James wants you to stay here until we find out who did this.” He says, giving you a quick glance before looking back at his tablet. “You got the trailers here so... I think you'll be comfortable. Sorry, but James is–”

“RYAN!”

“James' orders. Sorry.” Rolling his eyes and sighing, he gives his back at you.

“We'll have to stay? I didn't do it.” Gaten exclaims, clearly pissed.

“Me neither. I was too busy watching the kiss with my own eyes.” Natalia complains but gives you a glance.

Well, you would like to get to your bed, but complaining won't help and you're exhausted from the flight. “I'm calling it a night.” You mutter, upset that this whole thing happened. The leaking, of course. “I'll take a shower to wash the 80's from my skin and I'll go see my trailer.” You haven't seen it yet, since it's meant for the Battle of Starcout scenes, which you'll probably shoot throughout the night.

“Me too,” Dacre says, then turning at you. “I'll find your trailer after if that's alright.”

“Sure.” Smiling, you blush to feel all those eyes on you. “See you soon, then.”

• • •

You're lucky to have your baggage here. Maybe the flight being delayed wasn't so bad as it seemed. After showering and handing the outfit back to your stylist, you follow her directions to where the trailers are. They're in the very back of the set, in a large area, set side by side. You're surprised to see the trailer doesn't look like a trailer on the inside, but like an actual house, only a little tiny. There's a main space with a couch, a table, and a TV, then a kitchen with a stove, an oven, and a sink. A bathroom with a shower. And on the very back, the thing you needed the most after this long day. A well-equipaded room with a huge bed. Smiling, you let your piece of baggage fall as you climb on the bed, lying on your back and sighing in relief.

Jumping back to your feet, you decide to change into something more comfortable. So you exchange your jeans for light gray sweatpants and a black spaghetti strap tank top before lying back down. You're happy you ate on the plane, or else you'd be starving right now.

But despite all the thoughts in your head, you can't help but come back to the main event of the day. Your fingers come to touch your lips, as you close your eyes to bring the memory back. You're upset you didn't get to do more takes. The cold and nervousness you were feeling vanished so quickly, at the same moment his lips collided on yours. So hot and intense. Breathtaking.

You're dragged away from your thoughts by a knock on the door. Dacre. He told you he'd come. Taking a deep breath and fixing your simple clothes the best you can, you make your way to the door, thinking you should've picked something better to put on. “Hey.” You mutter when you swing the door open, gesturing for him to come in. “Did you see your trailer?”

“Yeah. I stopped by to leave my luggage.” He answers, stepping inside and looking down at you. “These things look bigger from the inside.”

“Definitely.” Clearing your throat, you gesture at the back of the trailer, to the bedroom. You know how awkward it may be, but there's a burning on your back that won't let you sit on the couch. “I hope you don't mind but could we talk while I lie down? My back hurts real bad from the five hours we had to spend at the airport.”

“I don't mind at all.” Nodding, you walk back to the bedroom, throwing yourself on the bed. “So. Who do you think leaked the video?” Dacre asks as he sits on the edge.

“I have no idea. All I know is that is wasn't me. And it wasn't you.” Staring at the ceiling, you try not to feel very self-conscious right now. “I was too busy on scene.”

“Me too.” He mutters. “Where does it hurt, by the way?”

“On my shoulder blades.” You answer, looking at him. He looks very handsome, as usual, despite wearing a simple white T-shirt. “Those airport chairs weren't very nice to me.”

“I can give you a massage if you want.” Dacre stares at you dead serious, which means he's not joking.

You wish you had the adrenaline rush from earlier, so it'd push the words right off your mouth, and maybe you wouldn't be blushing. “Uhm... If you want to.”

“Alright, lie on your stomach.” He says, taking off his shoes and climbing on the bed.

“Fine.” Mumbling, more to yourself than to him, you roll over, grabbing a pillow to rest your head. Breathing deeply, you feel the mattress moving under Dacre's weight as he places himself beside you.

“Let me know if it hurts, alright?” The moment you nod, you feel his hands on your back. And he must know what he's doing because it does feel good. The butterflies on your stomach are wide awake now, since Dacre has his hands on you, strong but delicate at the same time, rubbing and softly pushing your muscles.

“If I knew you were good at this I'd have asked.” You say with a smile, pulling the small amount of hair that still falls on your back out of his way. Dacre gets this as a permission to put a little more pressure, just enough to make you relax. His fingers slide under the fabric of your shirt, but you don't mind.

“Glad I can help.”

You just mumble in response, suddenly feeling your tiredness taking over as you close your eyes shut. Falling asleep now is the last thing you want because it's so good to be around Dacre, and you think you may finally understand where you both stand in all this situation. What you're feelings are and if they can take you somewhere.

“It's ok, I'm alright now.” You speak up, moving to lie on your side. “If you continue I'll fall asleep in a matter of seconds.”

“If you're tired I can go.” He gestures at the door, already moving.

“No. Stay.” Bursting out, you sit up, grabbing his arm. You can't believe what you just said. What you just asked of him. “If you want, of course.”

Dacre stands still for a while, frozen before he settles down on the bed again. “Alright.” You can tell he's tired too, by the way his eyes are heavy.

“Let's play a game. Who sleeps first loses.” The idea comes suddenly to your head, and it seems to lighten up the mood.

“And what will I get when I win?” He has a cocky smile on his lips as he lies down, facing you.

“When? Don't get overconfident.” Moving a little to get comfortable, you take a deep breath when your eyes set upon his. Blue and calming. “I'm gonna win.” You say, winking at him.

“I really doubt that.” As he speaks, Dacre brings his hand to your face, fingers sliding from your forehead to your eyelids, forcing you to close your eyes. “You'll lose, so better start making peace with that.” His voice, low and deep, sends a shiver down your spine.

You were just about to answer, to say something, when you notice how his hand lingers, moving to caress your cheek, thumb rubbing the soft skin on your jaw until it reaches your chin. Slowly, painfully slow, it comes to your lower lip. His touch burns, making your head spin around. The memory of the kiss fills your head, and you know you want to do that again.

Swallowing hard, you gather all the courage you can to move closer to him, ending all the space between your bodies and, being really brave for once, going for the thing you want. That you need the most right now. You connect your lips to his, feeling relieved as if a burden was suddenly lifted when you feel him kissing you back. Dacre's hand remain on your cheek, and yours rest on his chest, feeling his muscles under the soft fabric of his shirt. The kiss is slower this time, as if you're both discovering, unrevealing each other. But you don't mind. You love it as much as you loved the other one.

It sucks when you have to break apart to breathe. But when you do, you remain close, your foreheads touching because you just can't force yourself to pull away from him now. “Sorry, I... I had to.” You mutter under your breath.

“It's alright.” Dacre's hand comes to encircle your waist, keeping you close. “If you didn't, I'd have to.” He giggles. “I've been dying to kiss you, (Y/N).”

“Me too.” You whisper. “What you said in the message... I feel the same way. That kiss... I really wanted it and that wasn't Amy, it was me.” Maybe it's the sleep winning over you, but the words just come out. You need him to know. You need to let it out and you hope it means something to him. “Dacre, I... I really like you. A lot.”

You blush when he smiles, but soon enough a giggle escapes your lips. “Then I'd like to take you on a second date. As soon as James lets us out of this set.”

“I'd love that.” Giggling like a teenager, you kiss him again, a peck on the lips that linger a little too long. But not long enough. “Uhm... You can crash here if you want.” You decide to offer since you just noticed you're already on the bed, all tangled on each other. “I think we already reached the point of no return here.”

“I agree...”

“Are we... Are we going to sleep like this?” You ask, putting a strand of hair behind your ear.

“However you like.”

Biting your lip to hold back a smile, you turn around. Dacre is fast to hold you, a strong arm pushing your back against his chest. “Is this ok?”

“Yeah.” You both move to get more comfortable and you lay your hand on top of his, on your stomach.

You've never been like that with anyone, so close, so... Intimate. But you like it. And you can't believe it's Dacre who's holding you this way.

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um wow , idk what to say i’m a bit flustered but i hope i say it right. I was only gone for a couple of days and this is what I come back to. 😮 Tysm guys I love you all thank you for taking the time out of your scrolls to even follow me >:’) So, I decided to follow through on my haikyu x police force idea and here it is a sneak peek! I hope you enjoy !

May 1 , 2021

-recording take one

" I am under oath to tell you that everything being said here today will be used to further the investigation against yourself. That being said If you choose to answer a question or provide a statement I will have no choice but to write it down to be processed and turned into someone of higher authority than me is that clear "

" i'd say that's a bit — well stupid to me saying yes when your the highest fish on the food chain no? "

" what else can I say except lucky you that everything you say won't be passed around and relayed much less having your words twisted by those listening "

" cute "

" i'd say same goes to you if you weren't chained up in front of me right now — I might've just asked you out on a date "

" i'm free friday at 10 — though it's in the morning so I pose the question— Would you like to sneak me from my court case baby I promise i’ll make it up to you "

" mm i'll think about it seeing as though i'm the one escorting you to your new cell anyways we might just have to have a uh a talk inside hmm"

" what no balls ? "

" sadly none —or at least physically seeing as though i'm a woman "

" I never would've guessed if it wasn't for the way that suit hugs your curves — your pretty full out huh you must be fun "

" i've gotten that before though people tend to say i’m a bit more fun elsewhere "

" aw you wound me you didn’t tell me I had competition babe “

" of course not your first in line in my eyes, it sucks that the ring on my finger says differently though "

" isn't that sweet I might just have to take you up on your offer "

" oh? didn't think you'd be so excited ,much less interested on being the first one on my list to be put in jail but, I guess i'll try my best to speed your trial up for you if that's what you want "

The rooms silence was heavy as the camera panned the room. Your fingers silently being clawed into the table as it drained all your anger from you.

Your shoe tapping against the floor with a slight grimace appearing on your face when you heard the buttons on the camera in front of you being pressed.

" what no slick comment ? " A heartfelt laugh moved to fill the once silent room as you watched small hands wrap around the camera and fix it to where it showed nothing but your upset face—fingertips slamming down one by one on the table

" don't you have a fucking job to do glasses "

" aw what happened no more flirty y/n ? "

"your an asshole— I don’t know why I expected much in the first place seeing as though you were trained under him "

" such a foul mouth — you do know this is going on your transcripts right ? " the eyes in front of you narrowing on you the voice only coming out in mock care for your situation " you wouldn't want the jury — much less the judge reading this when their deciding your sentence right ? "

Your fingers glided over the table and into a fist in front of you as your head went to look down at the table

" you've grown submissive so fast "

" I find it hard to believe you don't like that kind of thing fucking pervert "

" aw you wound me — but if I had to supply you with an answer to your question— I can imagine your dying to know since you've been flirting with a married woman this whole time "

" married? "

" I know your observant y/n you have to be " the next words making you breathe heavily " I mean the way you noticed your s/o was cheating before they could even notice themselves is just wow"

The click of the door being heard as a deep voice made its way in the room " Kiyoko your not allowed in here "

" I have just as much right to be in here as anyone else — "

" but I could’ve sworn I just said you don't — so again why the hell are you in here ? "

The room turning cold with the woman in front of you straightening herself up not wanting to go back and forth with the male in front of her but, at the same time not wanting to come across as small, being seen as a woman down here was hard much less having your own husband be relatively close to the one in charge " I came down here to test out inmate 4890 psyche"

" did anyone give you that kind of permission? that kind of clearance ? to even get down here in the first place ? "

" I mean their hidden underground so i'd say their the main event down here "

" you can't just come down here to see it whenever you see fit "

" but I was interested in the way it's mind works "

" what the hell am I an attraction at sea world? "

" your whatever the fuck I want you to be " your once strong eyes were met with brown ones that held your gaze almost testing you— daring you.

You seeing the hate swirl with annoyance meeting to radiate off of him. His face made up in a snarl as he finally turned his whole body to you.

Arms crossed across his chest eyes now lazily focused on you causing a chill to move through your spine. Youd never wanted to grow submissive to anyone and you never had not in all your years of living so why were you now?

Kiyokos eyes moving from between you to the male in front of her and back. Her body already telling you she knew something was off by the way you'd just been playful with her until you felt the energy shift by someone elses approach showing how easily your personality could changed.

Something was off and she was interested

" if necessary I can always stay and play mediato— "

" your ok " he smiled widely " we're fine together — down here "

your body shifted in the seat wrists being pulled back and down to the table by the chain in front of you when you heard his claim.

" y/n ' s good with that — their fine ive known them a long time I can speak for them — we’ve done this before countless times this isn't their first crime maybe one of this stature yes but "

" mhmm " the woman in front of you shook her head lightly before leaving the room your heart clenching tightly when you heard the door click closed

" I just wanna do my job and then i'll get out ok y/n " the fake sympathy in his voice shining through as he put down his clipboard on the table before standing behind the chair at the table across from you

" god " his voice was heavy as he spoke " it's like you get hotter and hotter everytime we see each other " his body moving around the small rectangular table " it's such a shame "

Your body tensing when you felt him nearing you only to keep going past you.

Body letting out a breath you didn't even know you were holding only to restore another one when you heard the click of the camera turning off and powering down.

Your eyes darting around the room to watch him out of the corner of them reaching up to turn off the corner camera that showed the police force what was happening in the room

Not that they would care seeing as though he was chief he could do anything he wanted to you and not have to tell anyone in his unit. It didn't help that you were a world renowned criminal now you'd fully fucked this up for yourself

" crazy how your fucked yourself over " his words only confirming the thought in your head " you were only into petty crimes before so I could barely get my hands on you i'd always have to pass you over to everyone else because no one of my status ever needed to intervene — though I would've loved to— just to feel the way your face would drop anytime I entered the room or to even feel the shift in your attitude like I felt earlier— holy fuck is that powerful and now look at you "

He laughed at your body that sat slumped in your chair trying to cover your face with the cuffs on the table " pathetically sitting in a room bawling your eyes out in front of me "

His words only feeling closer now as his breath hit your ear.

Heat from his mouth moving to your neck instantly causing you to scoot away only for him to grab the back of your neck " have you no respect for yourself "

You gritted your teeth together at his hold on you " I said have you no respect for yourself "

You bit at your lip trying to decide what to say you always wanted to spit a comeback at the male but right now was definitely not the time with his heavy hand on your neck moving slowly into your hair to grip tighter

"ah every single time we do this — it's almost even more pathetic than the droplets I keep seeing falling and landing on my perfect fucking table that I bought with company’s money— fuck their gonna cut my paycheck "

His hand tightening as he spoke again " one more time asshole " his voice held all the rudeness to it " have you no respect for yourself "

" y-"

The action was quick as he slammed your head hard into the table in front of you. your vision blurring before he sighed blood dripping from your forehead and leaking out of your nose onto your lips as it trembled slightly

" ugh I hate when this happens with you —- you always bleed so fucking easily " he huffed " I ask you something you answer learn something about respect for once in your life and maybe you'll take better care of yourself "

He scoffed " your so fucking pretty and yet you do things like this — you slut yourself out in my business and then turn around and get arrested god your such a fucking ditz "

your head being brought to meet the table once again as you whimpered tears mixing with your blood brain muddied and shut down by his actions

" i'm so tired — so so tired of sweeping everything you do under the rug— I mean you act like I can’t fucking see you y/n i run the whole fucking thing I don’t— I don’t understand you your just fucking stupid so so so stupid it just blinds me and throws me for a loop sometimes "

His voice was low almost as if he only wanted you to feel the weight of his words " and then you never even say fucking sorry " he pushed your head down again " i'm the fucking cleanup crew ,, the shitty bodyguard when you drag yourself in some mess ,, the contact list when you need a plug ,, the boss when you need a job i'm fucking tired y/n "

" I know I know and i'm— im so sorry really please i'm sorry "

you braced yourself for another push as he backed away the heavy hand leaving your neck as he peered down at your head that was still hovering over the table

" what the fuck do you want another bash ?What are you doing "

" no — no please no”

" then bring your head up — god you seriously take your role on as the youngest dont you " he sighed as he moved his hands to pinch at the bridge of his nose. Your eyes darting to the camera kiyoko left and feeling hope enter your body thinking of how she would see the whole scene that’s played out with the male in front of you

" your not staying here "

" what—what "

" you can't — I dont want you here— i’m outta this your not my responsibility anymore your 19 now so I don’t know what to say except get it to fucking gether — you stay here your never gonna go to jail you'd just stay in a confined room for moths — fuck i’m always getting dragged in this shit "

" how — what do I do — what am I gonna do "

" the hell do you mean ? what am I gonna do ? as if the shits not obvious your gonna do fucking nothing while everyone else does all the work for you again "

your voice grew quiet as he scoffed " that's what I thought god — one day i'm gonna get fired "

your eyes darted to the camera and back down " for what exactly "

his eyebrows creased as he stared at you eyes moving all around your face before he spoke ignoring your question " you got yourself in some real bad shit this time y/n "

" but it wasn't even my fau— "

" you don't say shit — you know it wasn't suppose to go down like that and when one goes down we go down together you swore it— that’s how you got our trust don’t fuck yourself over again or you’ll be down in hell by yourself "

" like what ? "

" don't fuck with me y/n "

he moved to grab his clipboard your body lifting when he walked off and forgot about the camera only to drop the clipboard to the floor with a loud clang and start using his shoe to tear the papers apart

" wh-what are you doing " your voice came out soft as your eyebrows creased

His body moving over to the table and throwing the camera youd just put all your hope into someone seeing what you went through being thrown to the ground and stepped on harshly with the heel of his shoes.

Though it wasn't broken broken it was unsalvageable and couldn't be fixed your eyes going wide unable to process anything before he walked to the door and opened it his hand coming up to cup around his mouth

" THEIR ATTACKING " he screamed your body trembling at the way the table shook along with it " calling all units anyone in the vicinity the inmate I am locked up with is having a tantrum of some kind and I do not think I can handle it alone "

Your heart broke as you watched the male in front of you turn back to look at you holding nothing but hate in his eyes " I ask that you help me remove the inmate and get them out of our station immediately "

Several people running in cleaning up the scene and taking pictures before someone uncuffed you and dragged you towards the tall male by the door.

" Chief where do you want em "

" I want em on the next bus to tokyo "

Your head swirling " wh— "

" everyone exit while I talk to the inmate quickly alerting them of their next adventure " everyone moving silently to follow his demands his eyes going directly to yours as everyone raced down the hallway and away from you two

" your going to tokyo — I can't fucking do this — "

" but what would I do there's no one "

" go see bokutou — at this point you've pissed me off I can't do much else for you just — go ask for a new life really " his voice came out in a short laugh at his ending words

" boku— "

" y/n I said i'm pissed off and done with you — you keep interfering with my job and honestly this murder charge was the last strike for me— your of age now I can’t get you outta this shit— so if you could just get a new identity and get the hell away from me id seriously appreciate it "

" daichi I "

" you don't say anything "

" your my — your my brother we’re suppose to be there for each other and you "

" i'm not your anything as of right now you prick " his voice was sharp and held meaning as he snapped at uou " not your brother — your friend — your back up call when you get into weird shit I — I wanted to be a nice police officer and move my way up to chief I wanted to have kids a — a family y/n " he scoffdd " not a shitty sibling who keeps using my job against me and has me pulling strings that shouldn't even exists "

" but "

" you see how I keep cutting you off it's because I don't want to hear you y/n — you annoy the fuck out of me so seriously " he moved his shoulder to glide through the doorframe and past you "just go do what you criminal assholes do and get a new identity and the fuck away from me as soon as possible I want nothing to do with you "

" sooooo thats how you ended up with me " the air in the new room shifted from confusing to happiness as the dual colored male in front of you screamed " THATS AWESOME YOU HAVE SUCH A BADASS BACK STORY "

He jumped up and covered his face dramatically before he spoke "twas a dark night when y/n changed their ways and gave birth to a criminal — a murdering criminal who came to the one and the only — bokuto koutaro the amazingily cool , strong , funny , king of connections — thus creating a beautiful friendship and a dark and powerful villian story "

He smiled at your beat and battered face youd received from your brother a day ago before he spoke again his hair drooping slightly " too much ? "