#fate is trying to be funny again istg

[2tsuuuun2]

I need to seat down and rewatch the animation, cause one of the main things that caught my attention is worms golf with friends

[mvltisstuff]

Evan Buckley x female reader - tsunami episode - they have been dating for 4 years and Buck has recently proposed, reader and Buck spend a day on the pier with Christopher but they soon get caught up in the tsunami. Reader gets injured badly (hit her head/unconscious/broken bones etc) and Buck struggles to find her and panics. Some hospital scenes with Buck and reader and 118.

angst, injuries(if ur comfortable too write about it), heartbreak, fluff 🫶🫶

waves - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

a/n: you guys always have such good ideas istg… so funny story i was gonna finish this last night but i was drunk so i couldn’t 😁

every time her eyes were forced open, y/n was faced with a new horror in front of her. the murky grey water full of debris scratching against her skin. the stinging salt water in her eyes and lips. the salt from the sea diving into her scrapes. the feeling that she was drowning and there was nothing she could do to stop it. the ocean has always been scary, but it’s never scarier than when you’re in the center of its wrath. she came up for air, only to take one deep breath before being forced under the surface again. she’s a good swimmer. she knows she can swim, but no one prepares you for a wave from hell in swimming lessons.

y/n and buck had taken christopher out for the day, trying to get buck more involved after his accident. they went to the pier, the arcades, anything that christopher suggested they did.

they were supposed to go to the movies. to see a film, but the only thing they saw now was pure calamity in front of them.

she didn’t think buck could take much more pain and uncertainty in this world. he’s the toughest man, but even the toughest soldiers can fall. y/n’s concern for him had peaked. his life felt empty when he didn’t have y/n or the 118. he loved working more than anything, saving people ended up saving him.

he knew y/n before she even started working at the 118. they had been in the same training program, and y/n was eventually transferred to los angeles. buck was so fond of y/n. he loved her more than anyone, which frightened him but also made him filled with electricity. she was alluring, talented, and the sweetest person he’s ever known. she showed him love when he needed it.

so, the ring was in his apartment, shining in one of the hidden compartments in his closet. he was certainly prepared to whip it out and spend the rest of his days next to y/n, but then, a kid with some bombs took over. the engine was on top of buck before he could take a breath, and all his plans to propose were thrown away. it was now or never, he thought, laying on the stretcher. he’d switched from gut-wrenching wails to a solid “marry me.”

now, y/n looked for buck wherever, but the shore had become one with the whole city. the pier was gone, and she didn’t know if buck and chris were too.

she was being shoved across the water, her body being smacked with incoming debris. her head made contact with a slab of concrete that the wave had taken up. after, she’d made contact with another piece that sliced through the side of her abdomen, leaving a clean gash that was releasing a spill of blood. before she knew it, the the water was cold, but she started to feel warmer by the minute. the water around her started turning red, and her face became paler as she accepted her fate. she wanted buck to be there to save her. she wanted to be able to save herself, but the aggression of the water made it near impossible. she allowed her frail body to wash up on top of a white delivery truck, laying there with her maroon blood smeared on the top of the truck.

she was transformed into survival mode, thinking of anything she would be able to do without killing herself even more. she was able to reach for a piece of sopping fabric, pressing it securely against her belly where the massive slash was. there was nothing to be done for her head as the damage had already been done. she’d be damned if this tsunami killed her, but as long as she knew buck was out there, she was going to fight like hell.

buck felt completely lost. he was settled on top of a fire engine, christopher being cradled in his arms as they faced the disaster together. they were the only two people on bucks mind, y/n and christopher. at least he knew where christopher was, but he was separated from his fiancé the moment the wave flooded the pier.

buck tried to stay positive, he really did. but, seeing all the bodies float past limply brought his spirits down. he knew that he would be okay, but the woman who’s the center of his universe could be dead. buck thought nothing could hurt more than his accident. on the contrary, the thoughts in his head during these moments of his life hurt more than any physical pain he’s experienced.

buck stayed silent, not wanting to scare christopher but the boy had his own questions. “how come y/n is gone?”

“she, um, she got lost in one of the waves, pal,” buck mumbles, trying to contain himself from completely breaking down. “we’ll find her when this is over, alright?” buck wishes he had a more firm answer, but there is nothing in this environment that is stable. no one knows a single thing that could or couldn’t happen.

suddenly, everything turned to nightmare fuel. christopher had fallen, and was swept away by the harsh flow. buck screamed his name, jumping in after him and searching for him anywhere. he swore his heart stopped, watching the exhausted boy fall into the unknown pit of water. everything had become a blur to buck. he didn’t even care about anyone else as long as christopher went home to eddie, and y/n went home with him.

bucks heart fell with eddie’s face as their reunited with each other at the hospital. he was carrying the weight of two missing people, feeling like it was only his fault. he wanted y/n there so bad, he so badly wanted her to hold him and say it’ll all work out in the end. y/n was gone, and buck had no fucking clue because now, she could be anywhere. he loves her more than anything on this planet, and a wave can’t change that.

buck continued to notice the shallow breathing of eddie, the pure horror on his face as he might’ve lost the person he adores most. there’s no pain like losing a child, and buck could never live with himself if he didn’t save christopher. alas, when eddie’s eyes directed to behind bucks cut and dirty body, he saw his son wrapped up in a warming blanket. buck felt like complete shit.

he knew he saved christopher, and he was thrilled beyond words. but where was y/n? he had to know. the sun had already set and if she wasn’t found, she was probably dead. the word rang through bucks brain, repeating itself over and over like a monster under the bed. she’s the best thing that ever happened to him, and he never guessed that it would shoot him in the foot until now.

“buck!” bobby yelled, beginning to walk over with hen and chimney as eddie sprinted to his little boy. “hey, what’s wrong, kid?”

buck could barely formulate words, the heaving in his chest was too strong to hold anything else. he panted while spitting out y/n’s name. “i cant find her, guys i tried so hard but we just got separated so fast-“

“alright, buck hang in there,” hen says, placing her hand on his shoulder in an attempt to ease him. “we’re going to look around, ok?” buck nods, knowing that this isn’t easy for them either. y/n was the light at the station, being able to cure a bad day and always making every glad to be at work. she made it the best experience, and she became their best friend outside of work too. they’d lose a coworker, but they’d lose a member of their family above all else.

buck storms around the parking lot in the triage areas, desperately begging them for her name. “do you have a y/n here? y/l/n? ive been to all of the other ones and if she’s not here i don’t know what to do.”

“she’s not on my list, sir. i’m so sorry, but have you checked the black tents?” the sad woman asks, acknowledging the tarp that was decked with body bags. buck stared at them, like they became the only thing in the world.

“i- i cant-“ buck breathes, turning around to break the contact.

“i know, you’re ok, buck,” hen speaks, as buck falls into her arms, his knees barely holding any support of his body. he tries to match henrietta’s breathing, her comforting voice soothing his ears. he tried to ignore everything around him, but the aggressive sirens of another ambulance and the lights illuminated the teams faces.

he watched as the two paramedics opened the doors, revealing another on next to a womans body, squeezing the air into her lungs with the bag. buck knows. he sees her damp hair on the stretcher, the hair loves and admired every day. he sees her crimson-stained outfit, the one he complimented her on this morning. lastly, he sees her beautiful face, the face he could never forget. he wants to sprint over to her, but his feet are planted on the ground. he has no more fight left to give, and he lets himself fall to the ground in exhaustion.

the next time his eyes peel open again, buck is sitting behind a curtain, an oxygen mask around his head and a bottle of water being handed to him. “drink this,” bobby demands.

“thanks,” buck replies.

“don’t thank me. you did great work out there today, buck. i’m proud of you.”

“thank you, cap,” buck twists the cap off, starting to take sips of the water. “please tell me i wasn’t dreaming when i saw y/n.”

“you weren’t. she’s in surgery now. she had a pretty nasty laceration on her head, and an even worse one on her abdomen. they’re thinking it hit her appendix, so they’re going in to take it out before it causes more harm than good. they did a few test on her as well,” buck hisses at bobby’s words, not wanting to hear anymore but needing to know. he didn’t know if it was good or bad, but he had to know. “she has a severe concussion. she’ll probably be disoriented and confused when she wakes up, and surely in pain. buck, hey,” bobby notices the man starting to zone out. she’s still hurt, and it’s not enough for buck. he wishes he could put a force field around her, wanting to take the force of anything that might hurt her. knowing that this out of the ordinary thing almost took her life pains him beyond injury.

“s-sorry,” buck whispers. “i want to see her when she’s out of surgery.”

“you can, but i need you to know that it’s going to look bad. she’s going to be intubated and definitely banged up. you have to know that she’s going to be ok. so, say it,” bobby tells him.

“what?”

“say she’s going to be ok.”

buck gives him a confused look, trying to contain the waves of his own tears as he utters the words out. “she’s going to be ok,” before he knows it, the dam breaks and bobby’s hugging buck, comforting him from the emotions that have taken over.

the minute buck gets the confirmation to see his girl, he’s passionately walking down the hallway of the ICU, scanning the rooms for the only one he cares about. scarily, bobby was right. it looked bad. she had cuts through her cheeks and her shoulders, even passing through her eyebrows and forehead. she had a thick bandage around her abdomen, protecting the incisions on her stomach. the lights were dimmed, protecting her eyes from hurting her head even more. the tube down her throat was a haunting sight for buck to see, realizing that she could barely do it on her own.

he sat in the chair next to her, anxious to even graze her hand. he just watched her chest rise slowly and sink down again, next to the hissing of the machine. and he stayed there. he couldn’t bring himself to leave her side again. he lost her once, it wasn’t happening again. so, buck sat next to her until her anesthesia wore off. some people might’ve thought he was a statue, the way he didn’t rip his eyes off of her.

the doctors came in a while later when y/n started breathing over her tube. she was still sleeping, but she was breathing on her own. buck knew she could, he knew this wouldn’t be the thing to take them apart. the worlds had it’s go at trying to separate buck and y/n, but it never works. until death do them part, literally. buck looked at the ring on her finger, almost forgetting that they’re planning a wedding. he’d been given the ring from the nurse, who took it off before her scans. he was the first one to put it on her finger, so he did it again.

the 118 had piled into her room, eddie bringing christopher to his tías house to spend time with her. he came back when he heard about y/n. buck just saved the life of his son, and y/n saved bucks life before he even knew it. the entire team knew it. they needed her to be ok, or work would truly never be the same.

she’d worn off the anesthesia a few hours later, looking at her family surrounding her.

“hey, baby,” buck smiles, still dressed in his muddy clothes. “i know it hurts, it’s ok.”

“what happened?” she asks, rasp in her voice.

“there was a tsunami, y/n. it got you pretty good, too,” bobby added, standing at the edge of her bed. “you fought that pretty good, y/n. they said it was pretty ugly when they found you.”

“yeah, i remember,” she squints. “but why am i here? shouldn’t i be at work soon?” buck gives his captain a confused look.

“she’s just confused, buck. it’s the concussion, don’t worry about that,” eddie whispers behind buck into his ear.

“do you remember seeing anyone or anything?” hen asks.

“i remember being scared, for buck and c-christopher. i thought they were dead for a little, and i thought i was next. but i couldnt just drop there and give up on them.”

buck noticed her exhaustion, from the pain medicine and just the stress of her disorientation. “you should get more sleep, honey. you’re gonna need it.”

“bucks right. we can come back to see you tomorrow, y/n,” hen stands. “we love you, y/n. you did good.”

“you’re tough, y/n, you’ll be alright,” chimney adds, patting her hand and starts to clear out of the room.

“don’t go, buck,” y/n says, grabbing his hand with her eyes shut tightly.

“i’m not going anywhere, y/n/n. you’re stuck with me,” buck tells her, leaving a kiss on her hand and he sees the corner of her lips rise with it.

[fictionalmenaremytype]

The way my Wednesday now starts with watching the new percy jackson episode twice is crazy. Anyways:

!!!!!!!!!!PERCY JACKSON SHOW SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!

IT IS THE WATERPARK EPISODE WOOOOOH!!!

- the opening shot of the first percy pov coming out from the water with the arch and the helicopter...oh he knew he had fucked up.

- Grover and Annabeth being watched by the fates and police was crazy. I love how Grover is worried about the current moment and Annabeth is worried about the future it really reinforces the whole "six steps ahead".

- Percys little "hi" love it after he leaps over the barricade like he's just doing parkour.

- Annabeth hugged him aww but he's so confused...he didn't even hug her back rude.

- "surprise"

- "I think this quest may be harder than we thought" No percy it's harder than you thought.

- "I'm the last person to realise this aren't i" "yeah" yeah you are...you usually are but that's fine.

- HE REALLY THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT THE HUG!!! GOOD SIR, YOU ALMOST DIED LIKE THREE TIMES THE THING SHE'S ACTING WEIRD ABOUT IS BECAUSE SHE'S SCARED!! YOU WAS JUST HUNTED FOR SPORT BY A CHIMAERA DUDE OMG.

- the way "Ares! God of Warrrrrr" played in my head bc of the musical

- they pop up from behind the wall awwww

- Ares is low-key kind of cool icl...

- "That's my cousin."

- THE TWITTER FIGHT OMG I LOVE HIM HES SO FUNNY WHAT.

- fuck Gabe dude so rude of him.

- Annabeth is so smart suspecting everyone I love her oh my god!!!

- "there's no fear in you is there?" Annabeth just shakes her head like nope no fear

- Ares I know the story of Kronos eating your family is traumatic but please don't use twelve year olds as your therapists.

"We will push anyone down a flight of stairs to get ahead." That's almost what Percy said at the choosing ceremony when he was picking Annabeth...that seems like too much of a coincidence that Ares would just randomly pick that analogy...

- "like forgot it on the merry-go-round?" I NEED A FANART OF ARES ON THE MERRY-GO-ROUND

- Grover!! BE CAREFUL!

- waterland is terrifying but istg if Disney made a waterland, I'd go so much.

- OMG ANNABETH HAS NEVER SEEN A FILM WHAT

- "we gotta fix that"!!!! OH MY GOD THIS JUST ADDS TO BOTL WHERE PERCY IS WITH RED AND ANNABETB CAME SO THEY COULD GO TO THE CINEMA OMG.

- "maybe he finds them amusing" she's trying to mirror his make a joke to calm a situation from the arch but it just didn't work bless her.

- she's so smart omg. But she gets distracted by how cool it is aww. He's so grumpy haha.

- Ares' laugh just sounds like a panto villain's

- Grover reasoning being a fan of Ares is so cool I really love what they've done with his character in this. If I'm honest Grover was kind of annoying to me when I first read the books but he's one of my favourites in this.

- I love how the episode is titled A God Buys us Cheeseburgers but thay haven't actually eaten a cheese burger.

- Annabeth is just being a nerd and Percy is like omg can we please stay focused. Annabeth finding everything fascinating is perfect.

- OH MY GOD THERES A TWISTER I LOVE TWISTERS

- "Don't you even try and tell me not to be weird about this." "I didn't say anything." "I can feel you thinking it." Percy is definitely going to be wondering if Annabeth can read minds like he can control water.

- Percy being sassy again.

- "WHAT IS LOVE" I cackled oh my god this was the same level of humour as pina colada in the elevator...if you know you know

- THOSE LIGHTS ARE SO PRETTY.

- Hera's silhouette dancing and then baby Hephaestus dancing too

- Percy didn't want to offend Annabeth :(

- Annabeth defending Sally!

- OMG THEY HAVE SO SET THIS UP TO BE A POSSIBLE AMUSEMENT RIDE!!!

- JESUS HEPHAESTUS DO YOU HAVE TO TRY AND KILL PEOPLE OH MY GOD

- I kind of wish we got a clearer shot of what actually happened underwater...can Annabeth not swim?? Or was it just the current??

- "I'm figuring this out as I go" same

- Oooh this is different to the booooks I like it.

- "I hate kids all of them I hate my own kids." Poor Clarisse.

- Ares sounds like that one teacher at school who hates children.

- not Grover and Ares just shutting on Athena lmao. "If she's so smart explain the owl, she talks it all the time...its her best friend." "And me, no owl" he's so annoyed about the owl lmao!!

- ooh Grovers "you found the lightning thief." Really sets up his traitor arc...

- "You're not pushing me into the stairwell again." "Yes I am" this and the consensus song are going to be running jokes you can just tell!

- aww Annabeth would sacrifice you Percy but now she's starting to see you as her friend and its harder now.

- "You're better at this than me but you just are and you know it." Aww

- HE GIVES HER HIS PEN FOR THE SECOND TIME WITH NO TRICKS OMG PERCABETH IS HAPPENING.

- "I need you to promise me something" "I'm not leaving the underworld without your mom." She didn't even hesitate!

- "Thank you...I was gonna say when this quest is done can you maybe swing back here and try to get me outta this thing?" "You think you had to ask?" "Just making sure."

- Annabeth don't cry. It's a bit late to decide its a bad idea.

- "it's okay...I'm okay...I'm-" Ahhhhhhh I'm crying no come on Annabeth you've got this keep it together.

- QUEEN STARTS REVERSING THE COGS OMG.

- Hephaestus go away she's busy.

- why does Hephaestus remind me of Sir Didymus from labyrinth ??

- Annabeth having the revelation that having to work for love isn't normal. Hephaestus seeing that the bond Percabeth have isn't like his and Aphrodite's

- CAN WE TALK AVOUT THE VISUAL EFFECTS OF THE GOLD CREEPING OH MY GOD THATS SO COOL WHAT!

- awwww "You're a good kid annabeth" that's definitely like the only compliment like she's gotten from anyone that isn't Luke or Chiron

- LEAH LOOKS SO SMALL CARRYONG THAT SHIELD!!

- that looks really heavy oh my god.

- "where's our ride?" Proceeds to show a dingy lorry.

- yes Percy you tell Ares who's boss.

- "thank you for the emotional abuse and the Cheeseburgers"

- Grover you detective you're a genius!!!

This episode was so good and I'm so glad we didn't have to the mechanical spiders in Waterland bc they scare me everytime!!!

[baconcolacan]

KC interacting w/ everyone else gave me a stroke. Sorry for the swap asks, im just, im just too invested it'll be my demise. Anyways, ready?

1 how would Red and Blue (KC) react to THEMSELVES from regimen?

2 i was curious, does A.K. know about what happened to Tords arm and Toms eyes? Does he know the story behind his parent's quite important injuries? But most importantly, who caused them and how

3 look, i know i know, and i apologize in advance but hear me out, im just, just feeding your imagination- your creativity, yeah! Its, its for your sake..

..so, what if Church's Grimm met Stay and Regimen- I KNOW CG might not even be finished and its the least of your priorities!- but its so different- i cant help but wonder how the others would react to a younger version of them, that isnt in war, ruling, in the military, but are..different in their own way. Also we dont know much about them- And in this one, Tom is quite literally *dead* so im quite curious of how they'd face his spirit, or ghost (who probably has a supernatural power that could be dangerous..or useful..)

I hope you're doing well and taking breaks, you can skip last ask if it spoils too much or for whatever reason! Please remember to appreciate yourself, also know that Castling was fire and insanely fun to read! leader x leader au *chefs kiss* could go on about it for hours, istg you're really out to get us with that talent of urs

PHEW OK CONFERENCE TABLE ASKS LETS GO!

If Red met R.L. I think he'd be very understanding of why he's like that. They virtually have the same goals, although Red isn't as power hungry, he knows that he's more than willing to mutilate the entire world for his own selfish goals, which both he and R.L. will happily admit to. He might be a bit uncomfortable with how off the rails R.L. is mentally, but it's not like he has any room to really judge, he's not as sane and sound as he likes to pretend to be anyway....

If Blue met Tom. Well first of all, Tom wouldn't react too well to the fact that Blue is essentially a mirror of his own Tord, they're both military leaders with a proclivity to violence, and Tom is still at the stage where he's trying to justify everything he's ever done. Blue on the other hand, will happily admit that he's doing what he's doing for his own sake, and since when have we ever cared about other people? They mean nothing to us, might as well have some fun.

Blue thinks this version of himself is pretty funny for being so uptight about his "morals". Then again...he might still have something to lose, so he supposes that's just natural.

2. All AK was ever told when he asked about his parents' injuries was that it was an accident, and that it happened when they were out in an active war theatre. Tord wanted to admit that it was his fault, but Tom stopped him because, to be frank, it wasn't really his fault, he started the war sure, but he wasn't the one that sent the bomb towards them.

3. HSASFJ OK I'll just give a general answer to this for all the aus cause I cant write them all one by one at the moment.

I think, on the side of the Tords, they'd all be surprised that a clearly younger version of themselves (CG Tord is in his early 20s) is such a wallflower, cringing away whenever there are eyes on him or hiding as much as he can in his hoodie. KC and Stay Tord would be pretty sympathetic, Regimen Tord would be appalled at how "weak" he presents himself.

CG Tord just hates looking at them, they're all marked by death, the veil is touching all of their souls, and they're damned. What does that say about his own fate?

The Toms on the other hand, I doubt they'll be able to see their CG version, so I'll just stick with their reaction to CG Tord. KC and Stay Tom will think CG Tord is absolutely precious, more so with Stay Tom because he reminds him of when his husband was a shy little nerd bird teenager, always refusing to go outside to hangout with them unless it involved something he really likes.

Regimen Tom thinks he's creepy, especially because CG Tord would stare at him a lot.

God, what the fuck, now there's a stereotypical creepy ghost-seeing version of Tord who seems to be interested in him?? Fucking kill him now.

HAHAHA AND TY FOR LIKING CASTLING! I'm actually surprised that there isn't a lot of Red x Blue fics out there?? Like damn, I love a dynamic where they're on equal ground, why isn't there a lot more fics like that?? HKDSJFHHG FINE I'LL DO IT MYSELF.

Awkward. They'd be awkward about it.

Let's say, hypothetically, they both get spat out into the Stayverse. Freakouts and initial explanations aside, Tord and Tom take advantage of their temporary presence to leave their son with them while they do RA stuff (after they vet them ofc, they dont just trust their son with anyone, even if it's another version of themselves.)

Red and Blue aren't sure how to react around AK, seeing as he's their son in another life. Red would definitely be the one whispering shit to Blue like; "Does he want..a hug? Kids like hugs right?? How do I- do I just open my arms or...?"

"No you fu-"

"Don't swear in front of the child, Blue."

"Piss off!"

They stop being awkward eventually because AK will force them to watch cartoons and build legos with him.

Regimen: :]

Stay: Well, of course they still have fights sometimes, and they're both bullheaded and too prideful to back down, but this time since they're older, they don't escalate their fights like they used to anymore, and would much rather prefer to separate and cool off.

Although, Tom has more of a penchant to hold on to his anger than Tord, who would often feel much better after letting out his frustrations in explosively violent ways. This would of course, lead to Tord wanting to talk but Tom is still seething, therefore would not want to talk to him yet.

His silent treatment often leads to Tord being a bit gloomy but definitely more snappy, which would lead to days in the RA where he would be a bit more unforgiving with his army and how they run their operations.

It'll be tense for a while, until Matt steps in to gently remind Tom that he needs to actually talk with his husband if he wants to sort things out.

I'm not sure if you wanna know what happens with KC Tord, as Blue's silence often means he's getting paraded around again like a showgirl, so he'd be more irritated and aggressive than usual, which would bring Blue back to the warfront.

Stay: Tom would recognize immediately that Tyler is biologically his son (Due to his hellhound genetics lmao). He'd probably act a little bit stiff towards him, only because he's trying to be polite, as every bit of his instincts are on the fritz, telling him he has to protect his progeny.

Tord would probably clock in on his husband wanting to adopt the kid, and would come to the same conclusion that Tyler might be related to him in some way. I think he'd be more neutral but warm towards Ty, since he doesn't have a personal tie with him.

Regimen: I really don't think you want Tyler to be in this universe lmao. Both Tom and Tord would be pretty cold with him, especially Tord if he figures out Tyler is related to Tom. at worse he might even kill him. And like I said before, this Tom isn't good with kids, so he'd try his best to avoid Tyler at every chance he can get.

Sorry Ty :[

[rbdbrainworms]

DyR in the corridor = Iconique

marcelino's goatee and wildass face always cracks me tf up

roberta just pushes diego's buttons so easily, its so funny.

"roberta why do you always provoke me" WHAT. is he ON, he was the one following her, he was literally bodily trying to move her out of the wayyyy i cant

the way diego goes slack with surprise when she kisses him

the way he looks completely dazed afterwards

how he starts 'no... i didn't' and roberta IMMEDIATELY cutting him off and knowing what to say, talking 100 km/h, 'oh no no we don't want to, but we see each other we just cant help it, its the FIRE of youth u know how it is-'

why did the scenes of roberta bullshitting her way out of trouble invent comedy

diego's faces are absolutely priceless. every word out of her mouth is like he gets punched in the head

and the way he keeps touching his lips and letting her touch him and looking at her and then away .. uwu

listen. he fell first and i dont take criticism on it

like everytime she hugs him he goes to respond and then aborts the movement like he cant help it

and when she goes "well, whats at stake is his.... virility..." and he looks SO SHOCKEDT

the flimsiness of their excuses to kiss . theyre so embarassing istg.;.

the way theyre both shocked at the mutual butt grabbing and alicia's 'heyy stop that! why do i feel like a firefighter!!'

but ok, we all Know this second kiss scene ™ , its one of the most iconic. but. how underrated is the Second Corridor DyR Scene™ , the next morning

(though im ngl watching assholes standing outside of a classroom bothering girls gave me war flashbacks to middle school, fr. it was traumatic)

the way diego slides out to block roberta's path LMAO

the way he hisses and the aiiiii .......................

"problem" "no no problem. alls good." "ok why dont you get out of my way then" " cause i dont want to, hm" 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ the infinite amount of amusement and 2nd hand embarrassment these 2 give me

if theres such a thing as het panic, diego experiences it when roberta asks him "what, was last night not enough?"

"nah see, i like girls, not truck drivers" he says, while pulling her metaphorical pigtails

"HA , you WISH a truck like me would run over you." HAHAHAHJDS. human steamroller, roberta pardo

they way diego just. continues to not move. and when she says "what is it? do you want me to kiss you again?" and he . looks her up and down, fiddles with his tie and DOESNT ANSWER.

diego 'someone has to show roberta whos boss' bustamante: ur hiding sth and im gonna find out what it is. roberta 'human steamroller' pardo 'oooh im so scared. look , look how im shaking"

the cynical little 'oof, stopping drinking dude. the drugs and the alcohol... te hacen daño'

how he lets her grab his tie and starts to lean forward - and his pissed off/frustrated face when she tightens it - hawt

like. so much is going on and the tension? chefs kiss

bonus: the first "este diego bustamante ME ENFERMA"

'idk roberta, i feel like this boy lives hell at his home, he is kind of a victim' and roberta aiiiii please as if . hes just a dick . haa. ah the irony of fate

[taelme]

hey its me again! just finished reading a little taste of heaven in one sitting (istg your fics are keeping me occupied more than my homeworks do and im even thankful for that) and once again that fic is just so heaven. i have a special spot for parents!nct fics like this especially when they are abt the fluff and all abt the how-to-deal-with-my-child-having-a-new-parent scenario bcs they deliver so much balance of angst and fluff. byul is so so adorable and i love how she was a significant part of the story - its nice seeing how we get to see the pov of the child abt the whole taeyong-yn situation bcs not all fics capture that. again, love how realistic it got until the very end, love how we got to see a couple with the 'right person, wrong time' fate got another chance to reunite and try things again. makes me hope that fate really does exist within us - that as long as we believe and make things work again everything will be ok. also, would like to point out the whole yn parents thing bcs i can relate???? like my parents arnet that conservative but my father... well, he isnt fond of me having romantic relationships at this age (but still had two flings behind his back tho AHHAHAH this is what happens in a strict household) i just love how you showed yn in a vulnerable state during the first part and later on showed how matured she became and how ready she was to take another step with taeyong + convincing her parents that she is indeed happy with him. i also think that if they pursued the relationship instead of taking a break it would only cause more damage for the three of them.

im not in the right age to build a family and its hard living in this economy but your fic just made me think twice abt having a child (this is not me having a breedi- ok thats too much)

this feels more lighthearted than state of grace (maybe bcs of byul's presence) but i super duper love it! feels like im sending a weekly reflection of every fic of yours but idk i just need to let out all of this feels bcs its overwhelming 😭

thank u for letting us experience all of these through your fics <333

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HEYYYY!!! i love this 😭😭😭 so many thoughts were coming to mind when i was reading your review but one of it was that it kind of reminded me of how sometimes you hear people saying that like 'if theyre meant for you they wont pass you by'?? ik some people dont agree with this but that was what i thought of when i was reading this!! honestly. i am lowkey like in love with the 'right person wrong time' trope... especially for the neos like johndoyong! im not entirely sure why but yeah HAHA

yes!! shdhhd strict households raising rebellious/risktaking kids 💀💀 and yes! i love what u pointed out about the possibility of the three of them just continuing their relationship at their own expense and how that could have ended up more damaging for them 😭this is just a little bit of a funny story about when i was writing this but the AMOUNT OF STORIES!! THAT I READ!! abt real life ppl that have gone through this situation like ... i guess that was what showed through little taste of heaven... that at the end of the day its with your own discernment that u continue to move n grow n im so glad u enjoyed it!!!

honestly im rly enjoying these little weekly reflections HAHAHHA so pls feel free to just let it out

thank u for receiving my work so well 😭😭❤️❤️

[vitchimage]

Can i get a battinson x reader where the reader is kidnapped by the riddler because the riddler is yandere for the reader. He keeps her for months and batman is trying to find the reader but can't. One day he finds the reader and batman captures her because she keeps running away from him but he needs info about the riddler. He tends to her wounds and falls in love with her and asks her to stay. Alfred becomes her dad to and just fluff of him comforting her even though she's scared a lil. TYSM!!

Really really sorry for the long wait! But it's here now <3 I hope you love it, and maybe even turn out as you expected.. :)

This idea was just *chef kiss* ISTG you all have so many beautiful and lovely ideas!

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TW!: Very brutal and maybe a bit graphic? What I mean is breaking bones in detail, and violence if you squint. Gaslighting, manipulation, toxic and abusive "relationship", trauma/panic attack if you squint.

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Note: It's funny I wrote 'Running up that hill' and then Stranger Things S4 came out lmao. I didn't even know about the song until ST 4 came LDAD but now I'm addicted to it.

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ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏᴜʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ – ꜰᴀʟʟ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙʟɪꜱꜱ

“My dear..” his voice gave her chills. “Trying to escape again? I taught you better than this,” 

“I’m sorry..I’m sorry..” she begged and cried, “I didn’t mean to..” 

‘I just wanted to go home..I just…’ How did it even come to this? How long has it been since she has seen the outside of this bird cage?

He kneels to her eyes level, hand stroking her cheek making her flinch, “I  just wants the best for you, please know that..” 

“You made me do this, this is all for you..” It scared her how his voice was so soft, yet the malice from him was clear.

She prepared for any punishment handed out to her as she begged someone to set her free.

Anyone..

–

“Months, Alfred, months, she has been missing for months. Along with Riddler.” 

Bruce huffs frustrated, “She is a curcial key yet not once has she been seen nor found.”

“Do you really think she might be riddler’s accomplice?” Alfred puts the tea beside him.

“Riddler has no reason to kidnap a person like that, unless to mess with me. But there has been no sign of her, no hostage threats or anything – so there is a slight chance–”

“Well, commissioner Gordon might be a bit of help,”

“What?” 

“He is waiting for you upstairs, it’s about Y/N L/N.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He chugs down the tea, quickly dashing upstairs.

“You never let me get the chance too,” Alfred sighs, following pursuit.

–

Hours has passed and all she felt was numb, tears has dried and the aches semmed to have faded.

She hugged her knees, as she was locked in the room, ankle chanied making her unable to leave. 

Maybe she was doomed to be like this forever? Was this really her fate?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt the taste of despair. But deep down, a small fuel still burned and longed for any chance to run, to get out of here. 

Maybe she should just wait, act like a good girl so he can let his guard down, and then she can strike.

Yet, the toxictiy in her minds seemed to differ. Maybe it was for the best, Gotham is indeed dangerous. She has seen it’s ugly side, and how uglier it can get. Maybe it was indeed the best for her, after all if she is good he won’t harm her. She just need to..

The sound of someone breaking through some doors, could be heard.

‘What..?’ She looks up, ‘What’s happening..?’

Her breathing quickens, it couldn’t be Edward, he was already out for business and wouldn’t come back for awhile. But what if this was some sick morbid joke to make her scared of escaping? To fear the outside, to prove how dangerous and brutal Gotham is?

The sound grew louder, and louder, closer and closer. Until it reached hers.

“Eep!” She coward for a second or two, before quickly thinking of a way to get out here.

“RIDDLER!” the voice booms from the other side. It was deep, it was stern.

“Y/N L/N!” it yells again, trying to bust down the door.

The person behind that door wasn’t riddler, no, his voice was way to deep. 

Then who could it be? 

‘Now is not the time to think about that!’ She scolded as she looked around for a way out.

Was it such a time where she wished Edward was here, just like now? 

Fear and aderline kept rising, it’s a good thing Edward made that door a tad bit stronger, or else they would have busted through that door the second they hitted it.

“...!” 

Her eyes landed on a window beside her, a sense of relief, she scanned around the empty room, looking for some sort of way to break the chains. But to her despair, there was none.

“Y/N!” A hole was made through that door, it won’t last much longer.

Panicked she tried to free herself, yanking at the chains around her ankel in hopes that it would break.

CRACK! 

The sound of a bone breaking could be heard, and she screamed in pain.

The person stopped for a moment, before they continued, much faster and stronger.

The sound of the chains breaking was like music to her ears, and she crawled back towards the window just as the door bursts opened.

The man before her was wearing some sort of suit looking like a bat, his eyes pierving through her.

Gotham is dangerous my dear, there are so many people out there seeking to harm you.

Especially the man in a batsuit.

Don’t trust him, don’t trust any of them.

They just want to harm you, they are no good for you, if only you knew their evil deeds.

It’s ok, I’ll protect you from them.

I love you.

I love you, my sweet little angel.

His sweet whispers of lies sang in her head, eyes starring terrified at the man in the batsuit.

With each steps he took closer to her, the more she back away until she felt the wall hit her back.

The man in the batsuit looked at the chains for a moment, before turning his eyes towards her.

“ Y/N L/N.” He calls out to her.

Y/N looks behind her, noticing she is right under the window, before turning her eyes towards his.

“I believe there is something we need to discuss.”

‘Discuss? is that an excuse to..--’ She didn’t want to think about the last few words.

It’s amazing what a person can do to someone just in a few months. The poison of lies being fed to your brain to the point it becomes the truth.

“I..” Words got stuck in her throat, trembling and having no other choice, she slids out of the window. Afterall she doesn’t want to be in pain anymore, and the damage of the fall will only be temporarily. At least that’s what she told herself.

“...!” The man reaches towards her, hands barely grasping as she fell further down.

“DAMN IT!” He yells, the window was obviously to small for him to slip out like she did, if so, he had to take off his suit – something he can’t afford to do. So, not having much option he dashed to get outside.

Coordinating her body right, she landed on her feets and legs, breaking both of them.

“AAGH!” tears slid down from the unbearable pain, masked with the heavy rain of Gotham.

She had landed in an allyway, and having no choice she dragged her body somewhere.

Somewhere far away from the person, from him.

And it was impressive how far she had gotten that it took a quite a while for the man to catch up until another man stood before her, gun pointing at her.

“Stand–!”

‘Ah, he must have called for back up or some sort…I’m doomed..’

Her breathing became heavy and the man seemed to lower his gun at the sight of her state. Horrified and concerned is a way to decribe his expression.

“You..” He began, but ended at that as he remained speechless as he was probably not expecting this situation, “What the hell did he do to you?”

Bruises, marks, cuts, scars and bandages decorated and littered all over her body.

“Broke me.” She answered a smile on her face despite the tears. 

She felt someone pull against them, knocking her unconscious as she tried to struuggle with all the energy she barely had left.

–

Y/N found herself on the floor as soon as she woke up, trying to crawl, to drag her body away from this unkown place.

With the stone cold walls, it looked like a cave. Yet there wasn’t any dirt nor rocks beneath her, it was actually a sturdy floor.

When she had opened her eyes seconds ago, she was sitting in a hostpital dialysis bed.

Panicked, as memories of the past with Edward kicked in, her first instinct was getting away.

She remembered it, that day when hell had just begun.

–

“Oh, you’re finally awake!” His cheery voice rang in her dizzy state.

“Where..”

“Our home!” He chriped,  Ah, my love at last, I can finally have you all for myself.”

“Nobody is going to take you away from me now...”

Gaining her concious fully she immediatly panicked. She was strapped against a bed-like chair.

“There is no need to panic, no need to fear. I’m here, and only me here..”

He stroked her hair, “And you’re safe here with me, I’ll protect you..”

In a quick movement, she bit his hand making him yank his hand back, backing away a bit.

“How dare you! After all the things I did for you!”

“For me?! How is this for me?! I don’t even know who you are!”

It was stupid the ask him to let her go, she knew it. 

As looking into his eyes, a deep sense of twisted love, no, obsession, painted them – telling her he won’t let her go. Her freedom had been stolen from a single person.

It’s scary how easy it is, with just a flick of hand.

She shut her mouth, fear kicked in at his glare.

What happened? She was so brave a moment ago, but just a gaze like this, she felt chills. 

“There is no helping it, everyone has to learn something right?” His grip around his hand tightened. And she gulped.

First day, the first punishments.

–

“Don’t move.” An icy voice rang, “Unless you want me to tie you down.”

She flinched. And the voice behind her, picked her up and placed her back on the dialysis bed.

Dark brown hair, newly shaved with dark eyeshadow and piercing blue eyes. His body language seemed like someone who is stoic and stern.

And in a weird sense of way, he was handsome. Maybe she would have thought he was more devilishly handsome hadn’t it been for him being her capture.

“Please let me go..” She whispered a plea.

“I will, once I get the information I need from you.” He tended her wounds making her hiss, “So start talking.”

“What information..?”

“About the Riddler,”

Her breathing hitched, “I.. don’t know..”

“You disappeared with him for a few months, and you’re telling me that there’s–” He stopped in mid-sentence. 

It didn’t take a genius like him to understand her expression. Horrified, frightened.

“I didn’t go with him, he..” her breathening quickened, 

‘Oh god what if he founds out I’m here? What would he do? what..’ 

“I need to go..! Please let me go!” She began screaming,

No matter where you run, I’ll always find you, we are meant to be, this is fate..

“If he finds me...if he..”

Trying to run away again? What did I say about this? What did I teach you regarding this?

“Hey, breathe!” His voice snapped her out of her thoughts.

Seeing her breathing slowing down he began, “He isn’t going to find you, you’re safe here.”

She didn’t utter a word. Tears stained her cheeks.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I should have known better,”

“It’s nothing.” Her voice was flat.

His lips formd into a thin line as he continued to patch her up, without another word uttered.

–

Bruce.

Bruce Wayne was his name, hiding behind that fearful mask.

He had offered her to stay here in sake of her her safety, to which, without really knowing why. She agreed and accepted it.

Maybe because she feared what would happened if she rejected the offer, considering she was taught to accept. And accept.

But days went by, she felt hostile yet so peaceful, conflicted. 

She hadn’t felt this in awhile.

This safety, this warmth, the tender of his care. But that’s what scared her, having forgotten what it was like, used to the opposite, it didn’t feel safe either.

Y/N strolls through the garden in a wheelchair with Alfred beside her, his butler.

“You got an appointment with the physical therapist next monday.”

“Ah, right. My legs are better now, right?” Her voice was quiet, scared if it was any higher, she would be punished, but despite her wrong doings during her stay, never once was she punished, nor yelled at.

Bruce tone may have been sharp at times, yes, but it had always been like that. And after awhile his tone grew more gentle, learning quickly that sharp tones scares her.

“Sort of, but due to not having walked for days or months, walking and moving your legs would be no simple tasks.”

Y/N laughs at that, “I guess so. Sorry it was stupid.”

“Nothing is stupid, miss.”

She smiles at that, the feeling of reassurance floods in.

Something she had missed. 

Something she used to get from her dad.

But he was no longer here to fill that tasks, nor any of her family members.

In a strange sense of way, Alfred and Bruce was all that she had left now.

“Everything is going to be alright, miss..” Alfred carefully puts a hand on her shoulder.

“Thanks, Alfred..”

They strolled around for a moment, comfortable silence took place.

“It’s pretty…” Y/N suddenly spoke up.

“Do you like them?”

She smiles softly, “Yes, lilies somehow gives me comfort, especially poppies.”

Alfred didn't question it, mumbling out a,

“I see,”

And thus they both stood there in awhile admiring the flowers as the gentle breeze passes by.

–

Soon after, she grew more and more closer to them, feeling more comfortable. 

“Therapy session was great!” Y/N began to tell Bruce on how it went, not only with physical therapy, but with normal therapy as well, as they strolled down the street. Her eyes sparkling so bright, brighter than before.

Bruce felt a ting of warmth soothe through at that. At how lively she looked, at how lovely she looked. Her smile brightens his surrounding, the way her eyes shines –

His sun in life. She was his sun in life. 

And that warmth continued to grow and radiate each day.

As soon as she finishes, Bruce chuckles and ask if he could quickly excuse himself.

Y/N felt nervous, scared, her smile falter.

‘No, no..keep smiling’ He had a strong urge to say it, the thought became intense.

“I’ll be close by, and I’ll be quick.”

She fidgets not answering.

“Y/N look at me,”

“...”

“Please look at me..”

She looks up, meeting his blue orbs.

“Can you believe me when I say it’s safe?” There it was again, his tenderness.

“But what if..”

“He wouldn’t be stupid enough to do it in such a public place like this,”

“He is crazy enough,”

“Okay,” He breathes, “I won’t leave then. We’ll go there together.”

She blinked, “huh?” She didn’t expect for him to give in so easily. Usually he would discuss until earth ended. That was how stubborn he was.

Without an answer Bruce takes the wheelchair, pushing her through the street, the speed was fast.

“Bruce?”

“Bruce!”

Her laughter echoes in his ears, and yet again he felt the warmth seeping through.

He wanted this. Exactly this. Her happiness, for her to stay happy.

It felt like her happiness was also his.

If she’s happy, then so is he.

–

“Here you go,” The florist hands him a boquet of lilies.

“Who are these for?” Y/N felt a sting in her heart, the strange bitterness flooded, they replaced the bliss she just felt a moment ago.

‘Is he seeing someone? I mean he has been out a lot lately, I thought it was because of his jobs. But..what if..’

You and him aren’t meant to be, why are you so disapointed Y/N?

We are meant to be, you and me. 

His voice dugged into her ear, each word filled with venom.

“You?”

“Huh?” Y/N looks taken a back as she snaps out of her trance.

“These are for you,” he hands her the boquet,

“You didn’t know? I have always been gifting you flowers, till now.”

“I-i do, but these are different from the ones you gift me. You usually give me poppies.”

“Ah, I thought a change might do.”

Y/N became silent, and time seemed to stop. The sting and the bitterness washed away.

She felt ease, her cheeks getting warmer. She felt happy, a tender smile plastered on her face. She felt so…

“Thank you, Bruce..”

–

Days, months passes by, yet again like a flash, like a flick of a hand.

She and Bruce grew closer, closer more than anyone else. More than Alfred who filled her role as a father figure.

Her feelings are growing stronger each day, every minute with Bruce, every moments, seconds with him. 

From baking to road trips. 

From road trips to picnics, to a warm day at a beach.

To when she could finally walk. Running up that hill.

She felt so free, so alive. She felt like flying instead of falling.

Flying with him.

And without her knowing, he felt it aswell.

This, this feeling of being alive, to fly high into the sky.

And there were times.

Times where she felt like she was drowning, her past sinking her further down the ocean.

Times where she felt like flying, where she can breahte, where the cold is no longer there.

But, that was what love was – bestowing tough and hard times, but also times where happiness lurks, the feeling of bliss. Together.

Love’s ups and downs –

Together, getting through it together.

“We caught him,” Bruce states, as Y/N cleaned the cut on his cheek after a rough night for him.

“Who?”

“Riddler.”

She flinched, backing slightly away at the mentioning of Edward.

“He..he is…”

“Locked in Arkham Asylum,” Bruce looks up at her, “Are you..”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine…” She moves back, returning to clean his wounds.

“I’m sorry I should have..--”

“It’s fine, Bruce. Thank you for telling me sooner than later.”

He takes a hold of her wrists, old scratches decorated it from the past, when she used it as a coping mechanism when she was scared.

He didn’t know why he did that, he just wanted to. He wanted to..

She stops, time stops. And it just felt it was them, just them.

“What now? What do you want to do now?” He breaks the silence.

Close, they were close. If she leaned a bit in, their lips would have connected.

“I don’t know..but I want to pay him a visit.”

Silence filled the place again.

“Wait, you..”

“No,” She cuts in before he could finish, “I just want to face him, to confront him.”

‘So I can move on,

move on with you’

“And here?” He hesitates. He doesn’t want to hear her reply either, his heart was hammering way to much.

“I..” her breathing hitches.

‘I want to stay,’

You’ll just be a bother.

“I don’t know,” She gives a sad smile, “we’ll see..”

He nods, his throat tightens. 

He let’s go and she pulls away.

Both missing each others warmth.

“I can get the visit permission from them, but are you sure?” 

She packs the first aid kit, “Yeah,” Y/N puts it back on the shelf, “I want to move on. And I believe to do that I need to confront what’s standing in the way, what’s chaining me to the past.” 

She felt someone spin her around, the same warmth emitting from her waist. Calloused hands holding her tightly.

“Time.” He said, “is important when healing, when leaving the past.”

Y/N widens her eyes, stunned and flustered.

Although they were close when she was taking care of his wounds, she still felt like butterflies swarming her stomach. Getting the warmth she craved, she missed a second ago.

Him, he was the cause of this. This emotional rollercoaster,  like a drug, a drug she wanted more of.

Him, his everything, she wanted his everything, the ugly scars and his flawless ones.

“If you jump too quickly before the time, you’re bound to wound again. So I’m asking you again.” he pauses, “Are you sure about this?”

She gulps, her gaze downwards.

Memories of Edward floods in, and yet again she felt like drowning. But with his warmth she was floating again.

Head out of the water, breathing, barely.

What’s holding her back from coming on land? To safety?

She knew, deep down, to be able to swim, to get to land, she needed to let him go.

To let the past go, to confront. Running has been tiring, and it will always appear again, and again – like an evil cycle by him. And she needed to break it, to break from him. The chains, the toxins in her brain, him. 

If she does that then..

She breathes, she looks up at his piercing blue eyes, her hand around his arms.

“I’m sure.”

–

“You’re here..” he lets out like a saviour before him, “you came,”

Y/N silently sat down.

“I’ve been looking for–”

“Edward.” Her voice was cold,

His happy face fell.

“You and I..” 

We are meant to be, you and me.

“Are not meant to be.” A statement, a fact.

She wanted to get this done quickly, to get her point across.

“No, no, no..” Edward shakes his head, “you–”

“You’re delusional.” She didn’t let him finish, “All this pain, all the suffering I had to go through. Blaming myself for just wanting to survive, to live, that I clung to you for that.”

“But it’s not my fault. It’s a human nature.” a smile plastered, but not for him, not for Edward, “and he made me realize that.”

He laughs, “I’m not delusional, Y/N! Open your eyes! He doesn’t love you the way I do, the way I’d do anything to keep you by my side, the way I want you to be happy! You and him are not meant to be. You need me, Y/N, you relied on me back then, what changed? WHAT CHANGED? YOU AND HIM..” He slammed his fists onto the table, clearly the thoughts of Bruce and her was like an oil to the fire.

She shakes her head, numbed,

“You’re sick Edward. I don’t need a sick person like you, but clearly and strangely you need me.”

“Y/N..Angel you don’t understand..”

“There is a difference between doing anything to keep a person by their side and doing anything for their happiness.” She stands up,

“Burn in hell, Edward Nigma, I hope you get the taste of pain I once felt when my freedom was taken away from me.” 

She puts the phone back, leaving as Edward calls out for her.

And maybe, she was cruel to say that. But even so, even if he really was sick, it doesn’t excuse for the hell he had shown her, the hell she felt with him. 

No, it was worse than hell. She would rather be in hell than be with him. Hell was a better place.

Y/N could only wish the same pain, fell upon him as she left the Arkham Asylum, leaving the past behind, and finally moving forward, swimming.

–

Stepping outside she was greeted by the rain. Y/N looks up at the sky, before exiting to the gate.

“How do you feel?” A familiar voice rang in her ear as an umbrella hovered over her head.

She looks up at him, his blue eyes.

“Good..It will take some time, but..” She smiles, “I feel like I can finally move on..”

“That’s good, Y/N, I’m proud and happy for you” Bruce smiles back, a gentle look to him, “Let’s head back before–”

“Bruce..” She interrupts, her breathing shaky.

“Is something wrong?” he grew worried, putting a hand on her shoulder as he looks around for a moment, for any dangers.

And as soon as it seems clear and safe, his gaze went back to her.

“Y/N-” 

Y/N’s lips, wet from the rain, clashed against his dry ones – yet to be touched by the rain.

Time stilled. It was just them now, everyhting else vanished to thin air. A moment where every emotions clashed.

She pulled away, but he pulled her closer – not wanting this moment to end.

Their silence, their movements and the way their eyes said the words, they understood;

The way their heart was beating for each other.

–

Y/N flutters her eyes open as she heards the curtains open.

“Good morning you two,” Alfred greets, “It’s 12’ clock, lunch is downstairs.”

She hears Bruce groan beside her, dragging her down with him as she sat up.

“A little longer..”

“20 minutes or you’ll get leftovers.” Alfred leaves.

“He is really overprotective of you,” Bruce mumbles, “He has known me since I was a kid, yet he lectures me on how to treat you right, thinking somehow I’ll hurt you. I think my back burns everytime he sees us, or me touch you ever since yesterday.”

Y/N laughs turning to face him. Bare chested, his brown hair messy. scratches on his back from the night. He looked so good. A god prehaps? No, 

the devil. He was the devil.

“Well, good morning to you too sir,” She raises an eyebrow, teasing.

He buries his face more against her chest,

“Morning, love.”

“I personally think he is celebrating since yesterday after it was clear we were late and drenched, due to the make out session in the rain.” Y/N strokes his hair, 

“Well it doesn’t matter cause in the end, I’m pretty sure I’m not getting the leftovers, but you are.”

He laughs heartily at that. God that laugh. 

Everything about him, she fell, his laugh, his smile, his everything, 

she fell for him.

And it didn't matter if he was really the devil. She would gladly, go and fall into hell with him – together.

Y/N snakes her hands to cup his face.

“I love you,” She whispered.

“I love you too,” He responded back and kissed –

both feeling such intense bliss.

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[moonarchvs]

Paramour [m.d]

summary- Miguel has a secret admirer and he has you, why to choose when he can have both?

warnings- kissing, so much fluff, my horrible try at poetry

word count- 2.5k

author speaks- istg, I wrote this in flat five hours and I'm so proud just i hope it doesn't disappoint or fail. Ik I'm posting after a shit ton of time and yeah @sapphireplums if u dont gimme some feedback I'm bringing a knife to you (jk ilysm) also the letter is written quite from the depth of my heart and the idea struck while writing one irl so yeah lol also I love this boy sm he's so underappreciated.

It started on a Saturday.

Miguel would never forget the day, that day it had all begun. It was funny actually, how he almost discovered that one thing which had changed his life for good by accident.

He had been tired and sweaty after his karate practice and was going home after fetching a few things from the grocery store. He entered his house and threw his bag on the couch. It was 7 pm and he figured Carmen would be in the hospital, working her double shift, he tiptoed his way to Yaya's room and cracked open the door to see her peacefully snoring on the bed. He switched off the light and closed the door slowly.

He made his way to the kitchen but before making a meal for himself, he went to lock the door when a small tennis ball caught his eye, he bent to pick it up and noticed it was cut open and a piece of paper was sticking out of it, he pulled out the neatly folded note and opened it, 

My dearest Miguel,

I have looked and admired you from afar for as long as I can remember, and can’t help but let my feelings grow immensely for you. You may know me, you may not but I want you to know that I have been falling into a void since the day I saw you at the All Valley tournament, at first it was a torture, to have my heart and mind only focus on you wherever I went, but after a few weeks, it became a pleasure, and you my sweet paramour have been the best thing to be on my mind.

I do not expect you to write back, I’m not sure if you will even see this, but I had to get this weight off my chest and let you know what I think of you. In case you wish to give me a response, just leave a letter in the ball and keep it outside your door and I’ll do the rest.

With love, your greatest admirer

Miguel’s eyes were bulging out of their sockets as he read the piece of paper again and again, his eyes coming back to re-read his name, confirming if it was addressed correctly, but the letters stayed the same, they never jumbled up into a different name, it never vanished from his hands like he thought it may, he never woke up from this beautiful dream, like he expected to. 

It was real, someone loved him, loved him for he was, without changing a thing about himself. He traced the handwritten note with his fingers, loving how the ink felt on his fingers. His heart raced at the thought of someone writing the note and taking the trouble to bring it here. He imagined what his friends would say, Hawk would probably insist on hiring a detective to find the person responsible, Demetri would not believe him first-hand, he just knew it, Samantha would gush over the cuteness of the gesture.

One thing he was sure all of them would say, was to write back, and that was exactly what he going to do.

“Oh the things we do for love.”

You were never the person to believe in this saying, you never believed you would do unimaginably daring things for a person you love. But then again, fate is a funny thing isn't it?

Here you were, at 5 am walking to Reseda to Miguel’s house to check if he wrote back or even saw the letter.

Oh Miguel,

That boy had single-handedly lit up your life by just existing. You remembered the first time you had actually seen him, in the All Valley tournament, when the Cobras had made their grand entry, you remembered being entranced by him, right in the lead of the line of young competitors. During the span of the whole competition, you found it really hard to take your eyes off him, it was a divine experience in itself and your chest seemed to be contracting whenever he left your gaze and there was a sudden rush of adrenaline whenever you accidentally locked eyes.

That’s when you knew, you had fallen and you had fallen hard.

After his win the tournament his popularity had sky-rocketed and you knew you had no chance with him, he probably didn’t even know you existed. Girls would constantly flock around him and he always had this charming smile on his lips which was the game-changer. You thought you had no hope, until your English teacher had decided to partner you in a project.

You were surprised to see how humble, kind and gentle he was. The amount of respect his words carried, the gentleness in his voice when talked to you as if you were the most delicate thing he had come across. He was perfect, he was everything you could ask for in a lover and it was crushing you everyday, to not let him know what you felt and that’s when you had had enough, you had fished out a spare piece of paper and poured out your heart, wrote what your heart told you to, what your mind needed to.

You reached his apartment and your heart leapt to your throat when you saw the ball out, staring at you as if saying, ‘pick me up loser.” You rushed towards it and pulled out the folded paper in it, 

Hey secret admirer,

I’m flattered that you feel about me this way. It is so overwhelming to know that someone can care for me so deeply. I want to know why you didn't sign your name, I would love to know who you are and get to know you more. Please write back.

-Miguel 

You felt like your heart would burst out of your chest, it was so surreal. Yesterday you thought he was a star, only made to admire from afar, not something to actually know and touch.

You ran back to your house, which was just 5 blocks away, and immediately sat on your desk to write a response.

"You're fucking with me." 

The next day, the first thing Miguel did was tell his friends about the letter he had received yesterday. And their reactions were exactly like he imagined.

The first thing Sam did was squeal, Demetri still had his jaw on the floor and Hawk had simply said the words to him.

"Nope." He said, showing off the letter which Demetri immediately snatched, he opened it and read the words and looked up at him, impressed.

"This person has great vocabulary." Were his only words as he pushed the letter back into his palms while Hawk's face still had that teasing smirk plastered on.

"So what you're you gonna do? Did you write back?" He asked as they started to move to their first class. "As a matter of fact, I did." He said proudly and Hawk's smirk widened.

"El serpiente! That's my boy!" He said, thumping his back.

The rest of the day flew by and Miguel eagerly cycled back home to see if there was another letter for him, but just as he neared his house he saw a group of boys, laughing and cat-calling a girl who was walking down the street.

She looked quite familiar to him, the way her (h/c) hair bounced up and down as she walked, how her short foot-steps scrubbed against the sidewalk. A light bulb went off in his head as her name came rushing to him.

 Y/n

He immediately rushed towards her as the boys started to come closer and closer and she simply sped up trying to move out of the empty street. But Miguel caught up and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. You looked to your right, heat rushing to your cheeks as Miguel's face came into view.

"Where were you darling?" He asked, as he started to take huge steps towards his house. Miguel leant forward and whispered in her ear. "Just play along."

With a horde of butterflies swarming in your stomach, you nodded your head, "Sorry babe, had to stop by a friend's." You said, acting along his bluff but Miguel wasn't looking at you, he was giving the boys a death glare who were now retreating, afraid of the intimidating gaze.

Taking a turn 'round the corner of the street, he let go of you making you suppress a protest at the loss of touch.

"Thank you for helping me out there, I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come." You thanked him in a small voice, not able to look him in the eyes without letting your cheeks heat up.

"It's completely fine, it felt like a duty. By the way, you're Y/n right, senior? All Valley High?" He asked and your head looked up at him, in surprise. He remembers.

"Yeah, yeah t-that's me." you said breathlessly, outstretching your hand for him to shake which he gladly did.

"I'm Migu-"

"I know, Miguel Diaz, pretty sure the whole valley does too." You cut him off and he smiled, making your lips stretch into one too.

"You live around here?" He asked, and you nodded your head, "Just 5 blocks away, the independent houses."

"Right, I live right here. It's small but I like it." Miguel said, signalling back at his house, you were all too familiar with.

"I do too. Looks cozy." You said, shrugging and his smile grew. Miguel found it really hard to look away from your (e/c) eyes. He thought they were like an ocean, deep and mysterious, something about you made him feel you were hiding something and he was intrigued.

"I'll not trouble you then, see you at school." You said, waving him goodbye 

"Yeah, see you, and you're never a trouble!" He called behind you and you laughed.

Miguel continued to smile as ran to his house and saw the tennis ball. He picked it up excitedly and rushed to his room and took out the note and unfolded it, being met with your messy scribble.

My dearest beloved,

I'm so glad you wrote back, it is like one of my sweetest dreams has come true and don't be flattered, that wasn't even a fraction of what I feel about you, you should start loving yourself a little more, paramour.

I tried. Trust me, I wanted to sign it off with my name but it was a sort of fear or an insecurity, I just could not. Just sending it to you is a huge step for me. I hope I get the courage to reveal myself soon enough.

As for getting to know me, I study in your school, West Valley High. I know, I can hear you gasp from there, but it is what it is. I pretty much lay low in school so that's why I said you may or may not know me. I love to read, that's one thing about me you can know will never change, my interests and hobbies keep changing as per my obsession.

If When you write back, please tell me a little more about yourself, I would love to hear a bit more about you.

With much love, your greatest admirer.

Miguel never thought a bunch of words could make him so giddy and flustered and feel so loved. He re-read this letter a million times, just like he did with the previous one. Finally, after he had subconsciously memorized the whole letter, he tore a page from his book and started to write his answer on it.

"Right in my mouth!"

"Really?! That's disgusting." 

You and Miguel had bumped with each other the next day and had spent the entire practically joined by the hip. From your first class to the break, from P.E to the time you went home.

Miguel had discovered a completely different side of you today, even when you two had worked on the project, he never felt that you opened up to him. But today you seemed comfortable, happy and he loved every minute of it.

He had had a hard time trying to get his eyes off you, like the last time you were together but this time, he wanted to be close to you, to your hands, your face, your lips

The number of times his gaze had travelled from your eyes to lips, he had honestly lost count, it was embarrassing, how he felt himself falling for you so quickly. 

And as you two made your way to your house, being the gentleman he was, Miguel had insisted on going to yours first. He found it extremely hard to actually listen to what you were saying instead of just staring at you, open-mouthed, with a lovesick light in his eyes and a light-tipped smile on his face.

So as a result, he didn't notice the bump in the road and tripped over it. He closed his eyes for the impact but it never came as he felt your arms slide around his torso to stop him from falling.

"You ok paramour?" You panted, making him balance on his feet.

"Yeah, don't wor-" Miguel froze, realizing what you had just said, he looked at you with realization dawning in his eyes, "What did you just say?"

He felt you freeze too, your eyes widened and heart started to race, "I asked if you were ok. "

"No, what did you just call me?" He repeated softly, taking his hands in yours and rubbing circles on your knuckles.

"Paramour." Miguel had to bite his lip to stop the squeal which he was about to let out. In hindsight, he should've known, he always thought the way you talked was very similar to someone, the pauses, the tone, the usage of words, you were his secret admirer and he felt so proud and happy that he had someone like you.

"It's you." He said and you mistook the surprise in his voice for disappointment, "I know you might not like who was behind that paper, but trust me I just wanted you to know what I felt and when you responded, I just could not hold myself back. Besides, it was so nice to have you around me, I had never even imagined I would be talking to you like a friend and I totally understand if that's what you want to rema-"

His lips crashed on yours in a searing kiss, hands going to your waist, pulling your body as close to his as possible. You were shocked, mesmerized and immediately addicted as your hands went up to his neck and lips molded with his.

"Is this real?" You said softly, as you two pulled away due to lack of oxygen. You were too scared that all of it might be a dream.

"As real as my love for you." Miguel replied, rubbing your noses together.

"Is it?" 

"I don't know how to lie, paramour." He said, caressing your cheek.

You chuckled lightly, "It sounds good from you." You said.

The two of you stood like this, in each other's embrace for a little while when Miguel spoke up, 

"Are you going to ask me on a date or I'll have to do that too?"

[nagipops]

KONOHA ELEVEN IN A ZOOM CLASS!

FEATURING: naruto, sakura, shikamaru, ino, choji, hinata, kiba, shino, neji, rock lee, and tenten

WARNINGS: mentions of food

NARUTO

definitely has forgotten that he was unmuted multiple times

or his camera was accidentally turned on

you could just see him sprawled on his bed with a bowl of instant ramen on his lap and a blanket wrapped around himself

EARRAPE SLURPS!! rip headphone users.

sometimes he notices that his camera’s turned on and you can see him freak out and scramble to turn it off

but he accidentally unmutes himself too and so you just hear panicked yelling

his device topples to the floor with a loud crash and he screams so loud istg

the next thing you see is naruto’s face hovering over the camera in fear just before his camera turns off and he’s muted again

the teacher is so confused?? naruto should i call an ambulance

but when he’s not eating in class, he’s sleeping in class

too busy sleeping to leave the zoom at the end of class so he’s always the last one left in the meeting besides the teacher

always asks sakura what happened during the zoom and she is FED UP

SAKURA

enters the waiting room 15 minutes before class is actually supposed to begin

spends the next 15 minutes rearranging her work area, making sure she’s prepared for the day

sits properly at her desk with her hair smoothed down and her face positioned perfectly in frame

if no one else has their camera on, she’s the only one with it on

seriously, she ALWAYS HAS IT ON

and she never leaves the screen somehow

diligently takes notes, uses the “raise hand” feature every two minutes to ask a question

sometimes it can get a bit annoying, even for the teacher

but she almost always gets perfect marks

acts like in angel in class, but after class... no promises, naruto!

SHIKAMARU

this man can barely stay awake during missions, so during a zoom? HECK NAH

shikamaru is literally me,, half asleep during lessons but somehow gets amazing grades

everyone’s either pissed at or envious of him (especially naruto)

obviously does not have his camera on

and rarely ever unmutes

uses the chat feature to answer the teacher’s questions but this man is basically asleep so its so incoherent

“shikamaru, what is a hyperbole?”

in chat: “a hyeprbole is a exsaggerayed phras,e”

teacher definitely thinks he’s cheating on tests

INO

either a) daydreaming about boys or b) checking herself out in the zoom camera OR c) secretly fuming at sakura’s know-it-all behavior

the two girls definitely compete to see who can raise their virtual hand first

"ahem, ahem- sensei? could i answer this question?"

her voice gets all sickly sweet and sakura HATES IT

the two of them totally got caught insulting each other in the private chat

100% the type of student to rewrite her notes after classes with various markers and colored pens and pretty fonts and patterns and whatnot

loves doodling flowers in her notebook during boring lessons!

CHOJI

another strong contender for the Loudest Student award!

not on purpose though, he just forgets that space bar = unmute, and plays some jumping game in another tab (like the no internet dino game!)

also,, rip headphone users

c r o n c h munch munch munch

are you kidding this man's chews are loud enough in person, but with a HEADSET?! hoo boy.

has conked out several times during class

just imagine the name Choji Akimichi with a profile picture of a bag of chips light up with the green box around it with a thunk

the teacher and class is so confused

but then you hear mumbles of "barbeque... chips... barbeque..."

and you realize that the man fell asleep onto his keyboard

he sleeps through the rest of class

HINATA

shy bb has never ONCE turned on her camera

the only time she's ever unmuted was to say "here" during attendance on the first day of school

if the teacher ever takes attendance again, she just uses the raise hand feature

what if naruto-kun thinks my voice is ugly? what if i accidentally turn on my camera? what if the teacher thinks i'm not paying attention? what if-

poor baby is too busy worrying about showing herself on zoom to actually pay attention

actually gets good grades though and her classmates wonder if she’s even there

her zoom pfp is definitely just a purple google “H”

KIBA

has the CUTEST zoom pfp hands down

it’s a selfie of him grinning cheerily with baby akamaru

100% has his camera on the whole time to show off his pup

he loves seeing everyone’s faces on screen melt and aww at the lil big doggo

sometimes akamaru just walks in front of the camera and blocks kiba from view and you just see a massive wall of white fur on screen LMAO

even though kiba’s muted, you can see him and akamaru bickering about who knows what

or even play fighting,, these two get into full on BRAWLS during class

just imagine akamaru shoves kiba into his desk and his camera crashes to the ground overturned so you see the ceiling and the occasional dog tail wagging in the corner

seriously, can the teacher ever catch a break with this class?

the answer is no.

SHINO

his zoom pfp is just a tick.

a singular tick

totally answers questions in chat with proper capitalization and punctuation

shikamaru’s improper answers tick him off

“A hyperbole is an expression that is greatly exaggerated. They are used in order to create emphasis.”

has never unmuted in his life either

he’s so unfazed by everything that goes down in class that it’s funny

if anything the slightest bit RELATED to bugs comes up during class, in 0.00238 seconds this man has an entire essay about them posted in chat, almost like he had it copied and READY to paste

everyone's definitely shocked that there’s actually a human listening behind a tick profile picture

NEJI

a very diligent note taker

seriously, this man writes like a printer; perfectly even handwriting that looks like a font, a million words per minute

everyone asks him for his notes after the zoom because they’re so neat (especially naruto, to neji’s dismay)

he gets excellent grades since he’s so organized and focused

just wishes the zoom would be over so he can work alone in peace

really hates unmuting so he often gives one-word answers in the chat

“Yes” “47” “Present” “Goodbye”

has used a zoom reaction ONCE in his life and he has never wanted to crawl into a hole and perish more

it was a complete accident,, mans was just trying to open the chat to type in his answer, but in a cruel twist of fate he clicked on the 😂 reaction

and he just sat there for ten excruciating seconds in complete and utter shock and shame for ten excruciating seconds as he prayed for it to disappear

tenten would never let him live that down

ROCK LEE

Zoom Reaction Enthusiast

😂😮👍🎉❤️ 24/7

naruto accidentally unmutes himself? 😮

choji falls asleep on his keyboard? 😂

neji answers something correctly? 👍

tenten received the highest score in class? 🎉

akamaru appears on screen? ❤️

unmutes whenever he needs to, but he thinks the little emoticons are so silly and cute

otherwise, he is EXTRA FOCUSED and EXTREMELY DETERMINED to learn all of the things

he’s the first to unmute whenever the teacher asks if the class can see the screen share, hear them correctly, etc.

never takes his eyes off the screen!! he could be missing out on important information

I FEEL LIKE,, i feel like he would totally keep his camera off when he’s muted but whenever he unmutes he would also turn his camera on

so when he says a quick “yes!” his camera turns on but before his camera can adjust properly to the light he mutes and turns his camera back off so his face is just super dark for a split second LMAOOO

tell me im wrong

TENTEN

exasperated by this entire class

thinks her and neji are the only sane ones in the class and it’s true

wants to tell sakura and ino to stop competing and just focus on learning, since they’re the only other girls in the class besides hinata

plus she’s just fed up with all the lazy boys

takes great pride in passing every assignment, test, or exam with flying colors

teachers pet, but the quieter type who stays after every zoom and sends lots of emails regarding assignments and grades and whatnot (unlike sakura and ino who rub it in the teacher’s face)

doesn’t like helping other people besides neji, girl’s got a soft spot for him since they have a mutual respect for each other

but if you’re a handsome prince, maybe she’ll help you out!

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[tsunderedoctor]

 I saw about the match up and I was literally fuming with envy- so well uhm.. can I also ask for a march up 🏃‍♀️GWISGJIFOWE 

So anyways, I’m an ENTP. My friends says that I’m a dense hyper bimbo (this close to bonking their head-) I kinda lack some emotions(like sympathy and anger) but I’m still able to feel them.. I think😰when I find a mistake at something I tend to redo it all over again(but sometimes I’m just too lazy to do it again so I’ll just take them to trash)😞 

I am really nice 🤗(hoping) I tend to get a lil bit of obsessive, well obsessive sounds like a red flag so imma change it to “I tend to pay attention too much at someone when they make me happy”... dry convo is a NONO for me 😤I’m clingy af (I will admit it), also touch starved(NO ONE HUGGED ME FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS) so I think my love language is skin ships and anything skin to skin thingy 🚶‍♀️my adoration/love can be suffocating tho😰I’m kinda childish too(I get that a lot) 😭SO YEA

I daydream LIKE A LOT, nbhd, arctic monkeys and eyedress are my favs, I like cold weathers, anything sweet, cute plushies, I’m kinda sensitive physically so I flinch lot of times(IM NOT ABUSED ISTG-) 😞I like my eyes a lot cuz its the same copy of my dad’s

Is height necessary (I saw that they put their height so imma copy them too)😕I get teased a lot by my online friends for being 155cm 😭.. IM SUPER DUMB AT THINGS THAT NEEDS CALCULATIONS but I’m a lil bit of good at arts, music, history, language class and social studies so😋I like cute but loose clothing that’s all 🏃‍♀️BAIII LOVE YOUR BLOG BTW😻

You sure can, my love~! You are so cute, omg!!

Hawkins

Hawkins will be great to help mellow out your more hyper behaviors, he’s extremely calm and allows the cards to decide his fate. He might not be spontaneous, but he can be unpredictable based off what the cards decide! 

He’s not much of a skin person, rather he does small acts of service to show his love. If you want more out of him, he will ask the cards for guidance on what he should do. He means well! He just sucks at romance and will need your help to show him how! 

This man screams cold weather to me, like a nice English rainy day with a cup of hot tea! So you two can bundle up together with a soft blanket and watch the rain drizzle by! 

Dragon

This papa is another great match for you! He might look a little intimidating, but he’s a softie on the inside! He’s perfect to tame your more impulsive behaviors and ring you in with his wise words of wisdom! 

He’s a mysterious soul who appreciates that you try to do things over again when you make a mistake. When you get down in the dumps over it, he will remind you to try again and do his best to cheer you on when you need that support!

He sees your childish behavior to be funny, but don’t get on his bad side with it! He can be just a big of a brat tamer as he is a caring lover! As long as you respect him, he will be sure to treat you like royality!

Shirahoshi

This lovely princess is a bit different than the other two men, as she is shy and very soft hearted by nature. I think she will be good for you because even though she is mellow, she will help you calm down around her and you will help her get out of her comfort zone! 

She finds your extroverted behavior to be adorable and she admires you for it as well, as she is usually scared to speak up despite her large height. She appreciates how much you spend making sure she is happy and wants to do the same for you!

Shira can be a bit timid when it comes to physical touch, but she does enjoy it, just give her time to warm up to you and get more comfortable in her own skin when it comes to showing her love!

[phoephoenix]

I stayed up until midnight to get my first look at the ballad of never after and OH MY GOD there’s just so much I want to talk about, I’ll keep adding to it as I continue reading

SPOILERS UNDER THE READ MORE

OH MY GOD EVANGELINE OPENED THE VALORY ARCH

Or at least unlocked it

I feel like the librarian is one of the valors or something related

Also the letter to herself at the beginning? Ahshiskdisjdjs “don’t be distracted by his beautiful face and gorgeous dimples and the cute nickname and-“ Eva oh my god

And also Lala trying to tell her the truth and it turns out the curse was to constantly repeat that same story????

Also lala is getting married AGAIN THE POOR BEAN????

And Chaos had the helm put on by the valors????

Also ajdhaikdkas vampire Eva is so thirsty for jacks oh my god (pun intended)

“She wanted him to rip Chaos off her chest so that he could pin her to the bed instead.”

Obsessed about the way chaos is like. Trying to help her not become a vampire thinking it would be an issue w just the blood thing and instead the main problem is that she just wants to run to jacks no matter what like. Ma mans really said I just wanna help u not become a vampire I’m not your relationship councillor and it did fcking nothing no one even heard him

Oh my GOD JACKS IS ONE OF THE MERRYWOOD 3??? I can’t decide whether I want him to be the original archer or one of the valors who escaped beheading

The og archer would be absolutely incredible because of Eva but one of the Valors could also tie with his title “the prince of hearts” being a reference to the queen of hearts and the whole off with your head thing

But again, him being one of the merrywoods would mean he found his demise through a broken heart and I cannot imagine a more fitting backstory for the prince of hearts

Istg LaLa’s engagement party is basically an endless cycle of Eva and Jacks making each other jealous it’s so funny

Yeah okay, I just read a little more and like. They might bone after this party. I’m like 60-70% sure that’s going to happen, they’re both so thirsty for each other

Jacks really did leave a whole engagement dinner to commit first degree murder bc it was boring

Oh they’re definitely gonna bone

They boned and didn’t even wait for the party to end I cannot believe I was right

SHE’S BEING INTERVIEWED AS SOON AS THE LEFT THE TUNNEL THIS IS FAR TOO FUNNY AJSKDHWODMWLAHSHEIWKZKNDH

“We’re here with Evangeline Fox who just fucked the prince of hearts, please tell us Evangeline, how was your experience and would you recommend it?”

I absolutely love how Evangeline had absolutely no worry, reserves or hesitation to grave robbing and instead just jumped at without even CONSIDERING something else like she straight up shoved her hand on some dead lady’s ashes with no remorse this whole thing is SENDING ME

Okay so I read the rest so fast I didn’t even pause to continue liveblogging it here

I have Several feelings

First of all Apollo is one huge son of a bitch and I literally felt so bad for Eva, it might be unrelated but I kinda saw my own experience as an abuse survivor on that last scene, with him reaching inside her mind and taking away everything she loved and huge parts of who she is like that’s a great metaphor

Jacks, I have so many feelings about Jacks I literally can’t articulate them here

Castor Valor is also a big point here like. Was he the very first vampire? Was vampirism an invention of his mother as a desperate attempt to save him?

I’m very excited to see the Valors as characters they’re going to be absolutely fascinating (and most likely yeet Luc out of his position as heir WHICH CHAOS KNEW HE HAD BC THEY’RE RELATIVES WHY IS THAT SO FUNNY TO ME)

And also LaLa being a Merrywood, my heart absolutely breaks for her, I really felt it when she explained why she’s the unwed bride, I can’t wait for her reunion with her beloved and I’m also curious about her backstory

Actually I’m very curious about ALL their backstories. How did they all become fates? Was it because of the Valors? Of the Fallen Star? It intrigues me in particular because they were all mortals at the same time. Was the ascension something that could happen at an specific time due to some magical happening and ceased to be possible after? Was it an opportunity just for them specifically? Was it because the Fallen Star found them together? What happened? How did it happen? I’m not sure if it was mentioned before how the process happens but I feel like it’s going to be a really incredible story when we get to hear it

And also. I literally cannot wait for the next book. I’m literally dying for more

[itskyleeyo]

hadestown brain dump (songs)

SPOILERS FOR HADESTOWN/THE STORY OF ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE

ok so it may have been more than a few days, but what're you gonna do about it?

so i wanted to do another brain dump, and i wanted to listen to hadestown, so i'm doing a song by song brain dump as i go along. this means that my thoughts are going to be even more stream-of-consciousness style (if that's even possible.) also i'm talking specifically about the original broadway cast recording bc i haven't listened to any other version. (also this was completed across multiple months so it is even more chaotic lmao).

also i highly recommend that you listen to the musical and/or pull up the lyrics as you go along! enjoy!

road to hell. the way andre brings in the chorus is flawless please. also the way that hermes is both a narrator and a character in the story he's narrating? beautiful. "the king of the mine." he sounds so nice here for some reason. also love his self-introduction "maybe it will turn out this time" no it won't but thank you for trying. also breaking the fourth wall to acknowledge the chorus and crew is so nice, here comes reeve ;) mans sounds like an angel. you can hear amber's voice stick out of the chorus and i literally love it so much. i'd die for amber gray but we'll get to that later.

any way the wind blows. the fates literally sound so perfect together. Eva's intro throws me off every time, she sounds so pretty. dear god the harmonies with the fates hit so different. can this cast please narrate my life? there's the wind comparisons ;D the "ooos" are so good. "and it ain't because i'm kind" idk i just like how andre sounds here. oh and the funny behind "so i took him underneath my wing" because hermes has wings on his helmet and shoes.

come home with me. orpheus is so oblivious but i love it. also eurydice is literally such a mood. the wordplay with "come again". the "oh, he's crazy" is my favorite part of the whole song. also eva's voice acting is so good.

wedding song. the way she says "lover"? my ass cannot handle this. eva sounds so smug in the beginning of this song and i love it. "sing the song ;)" eurydice is so fantastic. the chorus of "la" is so pretty. eva joining in during the end is just. so perfect.

epic i. hell yeah introduce the king and queen (both literally and figuratively). reeve's falsetto <3 the way orpheus looks to hermes for approval throughout the musical. hermes narrating over orpheus singing.

livin' it up on top. HELL YES THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED. i love amber gray so much. the gravel and the rasp. please step on me. also i love the idea of persephone being the wine aunt, especially because media usually portrays her as soft and breakable. the way she says "haaard". the way the music gets more upbeat and energetic when hermes says "the world came back to liiife!" the instrumental/dance? break is so good. please kill me with that trumpet good sir. the leadup to when amber starts singing again. orpheus really knows how to give a speech. "i will ;)" amber please step on me i am not joking.

all i've ever known (intro). thank you for the intro king. the music is so pretty. the way it picks up with the piano part <3

all i've ever known. eva sounds so pretty dear god. yay more wind references! the wordplay with "hold". and also the references to hot and cold throughout the musical. "i don't wanna ever have to let you go." lol ironic because she ends up going with hades. "i knew you before we met, and i don't even know you yet." the fucking wordplay. like holy shit. the "love at first sight" feelings. this line gets me every damn time. the wordplay from 2:10 - 2:38 is so fucking incredible. i lose it every time istg. the instrumental portion is so pretty. the wind! "we'll always be like this" i fucking love irony so much. its so underrated and adds so many layers to the story.

way down hadestown. amber gray. that's it. "you either get to hell or to hadestown, ain't no difference anymore". i fucking love this line so much. not really sure why but the delivery is perfect. also the whole thing with it being a train? i love that so much. all the allusions and comparisons they can make are fantastic. more amber gray appreciation. and ofc. the fates. more fantastic instrumental breaks. "and you better forget about your wishing well." this line is so good but so sad because its literally persephone saying that "hey, fair warning, life is shit down there" and i feel bad for her. like the way she's super sassy and shit, but just stops singing when hades gets there, you can tell that she's definitely not ok. speaking of hades, holy shit patrick page. sounds so fucking fantastic. thank you for existing good sir. eva with the breathtaking single lines. and eva's voice standing out when she sings "ground".

a gathering storm. the constant references to weather and nature throughout the whole musical. eurydice with the common sense. the wind again! "did you hear me, orpheus?" he did not, in fact, hear her.

epic ii. the different names for hades in each epic make me so happy. hades thoughts: "i think my wife might not come back cause i'm super controlling. whatever shall i do? oh, i know! be even more controlling!" lmao dumbass motherfucker. that might not work out so well. i fucking love the transition into "chant" so much.

chant. this is one of my favorite songs from the musical. the wordplay within the entire song is so fucking fantastic. hades singing about desire and then orpheus singing the "song of love" was definitely done on purpose and i'm living for it. every single one of eva's lines make me emotional. ma'am why are you good at everything?? the band! more weather references! patrick page singing "lover" hits different. orpheus singing about hades and persephone being blind and deaf. lmao irony because he's not paying attention to anything around him. the wind! weather! "the song of love" is what brought orpheus and eurydice together, but orpheus' devotion to finishing it is what drives eurydice to hades. "did you think i'd be impressed" i was right ;) it didn't work out so well.

hey, little songbird. the strings <3 patrick page is a god (lol i'm so funny). how does he manage to make manipulation sound so good? bird references! the vocal contrast! eva's voice has this kind of "innocence" to it. especially compared to patrick. not sure if that's on purpose or not, but i love it. also the low note kills me every time. the octave jumps between patrick and eva's voices is just. ugh. and also eva's entire second verse is so fucking good. the emotion she portrays in her voice is so spectacular. seriously hades with the manipulation is so interesting and its so good. (manipulation is not a good thing i just mean that its done so well in the show. do not manipulate people!)

when the chips are down (intro). "your ticket ;)" yes pls sir i'll take a ticket cause life sucks ass.

when the chips are down. i fucking love the fates dear god. gambling references! eva has literally one line and still owns my heart. the band! "shoot to kill" sounds so good like i love it so much pls. also this fucking line "cast your eyes to heaven, you get a knife in the back" is so good. i'm gonna have to get into quite a few lines throughout the musical in a different brain dump because i have so much thought.

gone, i'm gone. darling eurydice. its not your fault that you're starving stop apologizing. "talk of sin" lol she do be going to hell. that's funny. the harmonies.

wait for me (intro). the piano. heremes trying to change the subject hurts my heart. and orpheus' reaction is so sad please. "no.." just rip my fucking heart out, why don't you?

wait for me. the transition. andre coming in clutch with the narration. reeve sounds wonderful, as always. the fucking fates. just kill me already. they literally sound so good. the strings' build up between the "la"s. the chorus. the buildup at the end.

why we build the wall. the total 180 in the vibes. call and response has a special pace in my heart. mr page killing it again. god, hades is such a piece of shit and its perfect. he really is a master manipulator. fuck capitalism. the chorus sounds so good. i want to platonically smooch all of them. jesus fucking christ burn capitalism to the ground. the end is amazing. also the not-so-subtle references to slavery/forced labor.

why we build the wall (outro). i'd die for andre. "anybody want a drink?" yes ma'am. yes please. (don't drink, kids) i love you so much.

our lady of the underground. its so jazzy! jesus fucking christ. oh my fucking god. i would literally sell my soul for amber gray. what did we ever do to deserve her? god the raspiness fucking kills me. also love that she breaks the fourth wall to acknowledge the band. when she comes back in after the instrumental break? consider me dead. "what the boss don't know, the boss won't mind" she sounds so good here. also i love that she straight up doesn't give a fuck about hades here.

way down hadestown (reprise). hell yeah i love reprises. the fates. andre. the chorus. i love them all. i'm such a whore for reoccurring lyrics. the strings! fuck capitalism! eva's emotions are just so fucking good. "you've already forgot?" holy shit. this shit hurted. the "ahh ooh"s are so good.

flowers. the intro <3. eva sounds so pretty. the fucking symbolism in this song is incredible. i'm gonna get into this in another brain dump bc it's a very sensitive topic. the fact that she can't actually fully remember orpheus makes me so sad. so pretty <3

come home with me (reprise). hell yeah another reprise. the way the music is much more upbeat when orpheus shows up. their excitement! eva's vocal emotions are literally so fantastic pls.

papers (intro). "young mannn" kill me patrick. train references! hell yeah persephone. the way andre gets louder when he says "raised up his voice." eva <3. reeve just always sounds so pretty. ohmygod the laugh. kill me good sir. mans straight up admits to owning people and is like "it's cool tho cause they signed a piece of paper. def not taking advantage of people that are literally starving or anything. it's fine." fuck you hades. go step on a fucking lego. orpheus is so sad :(

papers (instrumental). yes. sounds so good. i'm imagining an epic chase scene. the transition into nothing changes <3

nothing changes. respectfully? the fates could kill me any day and i'd thank them. the weather reference! that "anyhow" is so fucking good istg.

if it's true. another one of my favorites. pop off intro. the broken "is this how the world is?" sadly, yes. "but everybody knows that walls have ears." is literally such a powerful line to me for some reason. it does a great job of bringing in the chorus. and by calling the workers "walls" it shows that hades views them as "less than." they aren't even referred to as people. "what's the use of his backbone if he never stands upright." oh my god. because they literally cannot stand upright. anais mitchell is literally a fucking genius. fuck the 1%. gambling references! the chorus backing him is just so pretty. the way orpheus looks to the chorus for advice and support. "we're standing." ugh its so good.

how long. oh my fucking god. amber fucking gray. (that's it, that's the post). the way she sounds resigned/disappointed when she says "i've had enough" makes me so sad. there are no words to describe how i feel about 0:25 - 0:41. like their relationship is strained, and super mega fucked up, but it's obvious that they still care about one another. the emotion in their voices throughout this song is fantastic. the play on light and dark. also more bird references! how they view themselves/their self importance. hades is a most importantly king. persephone is most importantly a wife. it really show that hades views power as more important than anything else. "nothing comes of the songs people sing." holy fucking shit. cause their song is the "song of love," but they can barely stand each other and their relationship has fallen apart. persephone commenting on his love of power over his love of her. amber's voice during "the earth must die" is so nice and for what? god i love her. they sound so nice together <3

chant (reprise). another favorite hehe. the strings! it's all just so pretty. when the piano comes in i die a little. the self realization coming from the chorus when they're like "oh shit, this is wrong. i don't deserve to be treated like this." is so fucking fantastic. the "young mannn" again! hades really be like "manipulate her! make her depend on you financially! i've been ding this a while kid! i know how to successfully control women!" reeve sounds so pretty pls. the way that eurydice has basically become part of the chorus (since she's just another worker now). more self realization! the different ways that hades and orpheus view the "song of love." "sing before i kill you so i can use it to manipulate my wife and make her feel like shit." patrick's voice tho.

epic iii. reeve coming in with that falsetto like nobody's business. orpheus really about to bite you in the ass with your own damn song. amber gray <3. the "ooo"s in the background. the way the music picks up when reeve gets to the "la"s. it's just so fucking good. that falsetto again. orpheus really looked at the king of hell, a literal god, and said "i want to ruin him psychologically" and it fucking worked. which is some of my favorite irony because hades wouldn't have shit if it weren't for that fact that he's a good manipulator and takes advantage of the needy. that last line <3

epic iii (instrumental). i have no words for how fucking beautiful this is. i so desperately want an extended version. like for real love this so much. if i get married, i want this to be the song for the first dance.

promises. eurydice is so proud of him for finishing. the way that eurydice realized that she cares about him more that material objects. wind and weather references! "if we can do it so can they!" she sounds so excited. :( "hand-in-hand" lol nope. not them refencing wedding song, anyway the wind blows, and then giving their "i do"s. absolutely heart wrenching.

word to the wise. the fates. pls step on me ladies. the lyrics throughout this are so fucking good. lol hades being damned. cause he's the king of hell. honestly its solid advice tho. humans are really fucking stupid.

his kiss, the riot. give us them adjectives king. " how dare people want rights! >:(" hades is really trying to make himself the good guy rn. the music! 2:15 - 3:03 is so good pls. the lyrics are just so spectacular.

wait for me (reprise) (intro). hello again andre! hermes literally says "he's trying to psych you out and manipulate you. he wants you to doubt everything" and orpheus says "are you sure tho?" and then procedes to doubt everything. the way the music changes is <3. the song transition.

wait for me (reprise). my absolute fucking favorite song in this musical. the first fucking lyric is so good. it really sets an expectation for the song and i am not disappointed. lyrics that talk about how fucked up any single person's brain is are so fucking cool to me. god i love this song. how soft the first set of "wait for me"s are. the support/pressure from the chorus. the entire exchange between hades and persephone. the way amber's voice sticks out of the chorus. the fates coming in clutch again. train references! more brain talk! amber gray please end me. eva sounds so pretty. and the final note is so good!

doubt comes in. the long intro that builds up suspense. the first time that orpheus's "la"s aren't echoed by the chorus/music. wind! weather! the fates sound so pretty like always. reeve genuinely sounds so scared. the way the music picks up and the chorus joins in when eurydice starts singing. the music is so unsettling and i love it. god i love his voice. 3:44 - 3:57 always hits so different. you realize just how much she means to him. how it all goes to shit when the music reaches the climax. the fact that the music clashes on purpose. the sadness in their voices.

road to hell (reprise). it all comes full circle. god andre sounds so sad. the way you come to really hear the lyrics because there's no upbeat music to distract you this time, "its a tragedy" lol because the actual written story is a tragedy. "i learned that from a friend of mine" poor orpheus :(. the way the chorus slowly joins in and the music slowly picks up. the "can you feel it" is literally so fucking powerful. fuck yes amber. fuck it up queen. amber and eva sound so nice together. the "its a love song, its a sad song" is so sad. the final lyric is just. ugh.

we raise our cups. yes pls amber. this song is so pretty. good night queen.

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Where Happiness Begins - Peter Parker

Chapter Eight - Comeback

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Word Count: 7,915 (And this is a condensed version!!)

Summary: Some time has passed since fighting Vulture. Just as Y/N is fully healed, she gets thrown into a battle she doesn’t know if she can handle. All she knows is that she can’t let her dad do it alone. She wants to make sure that even if she doesn’t, he’ll Comeback. But it’s a different story when Peter tags along.

Things had been calm. You knew the calm wouldn’t last forever, but you enjoyed it nonetheless. You had talked to Peter often, having him come to visit on the weekends. You and your dad had finished your nanotech for your latest suit upgrades, along with a few minor tweaks to the Iron Spider suit. Peter helped play with it when he was there and you could tell that he wanted to take it for a test run. Tony wouldn’t allow it and you thought it was kind of funny.

So, you lived a normal life. You helped take care of Stark Industries. You helped Peter with homework. You tried to track down Steve. You tried to contact Thor and Bruce. It was the same things you had been doing, and yet something didn’t feel quite right about your life recently. But you’d never tell your parents that.

You were on a run with your parents one day when your dad wanted to tell you and your mom about the dream he had just had. You noticed he took the housing unit for his nanoparticles, knowing your mom wasn’t a fan of the fact that it was a mock arc reactor. You wondered if your mom knew that you had your bracelets on with your own nanoparticles.

“He’s rambling again, Mom!” You complained as your dad chattered on.

“No, I’m not.” He countered.

“You lost me.” Your mom admitted.

You stuck your tongue out at your dad before smiling in triumph.

“Look, you know how you’re having a dream, and in the dream you gotta pee?” He started over.

“Sure, happens all the time.” You agreed, even though you couldn’t recall that specific sensation.

“Okay. And then you’re like ‘Oh my god, there’s no bathrooms. What am I gonna do? Oh, someone’s watching. Oh, I’m gonna pee.” He kept going.

“And then you wake up and in real life, you actually have to pee.” Your mom finished.

“Yes.”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

“Everybody has that.”

“Right, that’s the point I’m trying to make.”

“I don’t.” You interjected.

“You just said you did!” Tony pointed out.

“I lied.” You shrugged. “Continue.” You motioned for him to keep talking.

“Apropos of that, last night, I dreamt we had a kid. So real. We named him after your eccentric uncle. Uh, what was his name?”

“Right.” Your mom nodded slightly as you spoke.

“Morgan.” You answered.

“Morgan! Morgan.” He exclaimed excitedly.

“So you woke up and thought that we were..”

“Expecting.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah?” You asked quickly. “Did you forget you already have a kid? Hello? I’m right here. Y/N Stark, your pride and joy!”

“No.” Your mom shook her head. “I’m not pregnant.”

“I had a dream about it.” He continued, as if he could convince your mom otherwise. “It was so real.”

“If you wanted to have another kid, you wouldn’t have done that.” She tapped your dad mock reactor. “And you wouldn’t have let her do this.” She lifted your wrist to show your bracelet.

“I thought you were leaving those.” He said to you.

“You bring yours, I bring mine.” You slowly took your hand away from your mom’s grip. “Actually, Mom, I’m glad you brought this up.” You began and stepped around your mom to stand by your dad’s side. “These-“ You gestured between your bracelet and your dad’s chest attachment. “-are nothing. They’re housing units for nanoparticles.”

“You’re not helping his case.” She scolded gently.

“No. She’s right. It’s an attachment. It’s not-“ Tony tried.

“But you don’t need it. Neither of you need that.”

“I know, I had the surgery. I’m just trying to protect us, and any future uses. That’s it.”

“Just in case there’s a monster in the closet instead of, you know,” You shrugged.

“Shirts?”

“You know her so well.” He added. “You even finish her sentences.”

“You guys should have shirts in your closets.” She sighed.

“Yeah.” You nodded slowly, agreeing with her on some level.

“You know what there should be?” Your dad said. “No more surprises. We’re gonna have a nice dinner tonight, as a family. Show off this Harry Winston, right? Y/N can bring Peter. And we won’t have any more surprises. I should promise you that.”

“Yes.” Your mom agreed with a smile.

“I will.”

Suddenly, an orange glow created a circle and a man stepped through the new portal. He spoke as if he you knew you. But then again, everyone knew you.

“Tony Stark, I’m Dr Stephen Strange.” He began. You stepped around your mom, stopping a few steps in front of her. You weren’t really sure if you were protecting her or your dad. Maybe both. You glanced at your dad, who only looked at the man in confusion. “I need you to come with me. Oh, congratulations on the wedding, by the way.”

“So, what? You giving out tickets to something?” You added with lifted eyebrows. “What do you need my dad for?”

“Y/N.” Your mom said quietly in warning. She didn’t want either of you to get involved in whatever the guy came asking for.

“We need his help.” Strange explained. “Look, it’s not overselling by saying that the fate of the universe is at stake.”

“And who’s ‘we’?” Tony asked.

“Hey, Tony. Hey, Y/N.” Bruce said as he stepped around Strange.

“Oh my god, Bruce!” You smiled, quickly running to hug him.

“Bruce.” Your dad said in shock.

“Pepper.” Bruce greeted your mom when you stepped away.

“Hi.” She breathed.

Your dad hugged Banner tightly, not having seen him in years. Meanwhile, you spoke to your mom.

“Mom… I think- I think we have to go with him.” You said quietly.

“No. You’re not going anywhere.” She shook her head and took a tight hold of your wrist.

“I can’t let dad do this alone.” You sighed in desperation, you shook your free wrist to emphasize what you meant. You had your suit for a reason, to help your dad. Your mom knew that, and that was the only way she’d allow you to have it.

“Y/N, no.” She tried again, knowing she couldn’t convince you otherwise.

“I’m sorry…” You turned away from your mom, your wrist slipping easily from her grip. “After you, Magic Man.”

You and your dad followed Strange through his portal where he and his friend, Wong, explained everything. They explained the Infinity Stones and Thanos. Bruce explained what happened to Thor, what he had seen. Tony and Strange bickered about what to do with the time stone. You had noticed your dad’s demeanor and attention shift when Bruce mentioned New York. Thanos was behind New York, why your dad wanted to put a suit of armor around the world.

“Probably Steve Rogers.” Tony said.

“Call him.” Bruce insisted.

“It’s not that easy anymore, Bruce.” You began, shrugging slightly. “The Avengers had a falling out.”

“Cap and I fell out hard. We’re not on speaking terms.”

“And no one’s heard from him in months. He just disappeared. Trust me, I’ve tried to find him.”

“You’ve done what?” Your dad turned to you, irritated that you did that without him knowing.

“Doesn’t matter. He’s gone AWOL.”

Your dad rolls his eyes slightly before pulling out a phone that you had never seen before. He mumbled something before opening it and the only contact is Steve.

“You’ve had this the whole time?” You asked in shock. It wasn’t an angry shock, maybe partly. How could he hide this from you? “That’s what was in the box when that old mailman called you Tony Stank, wasn’t it? The package that you wouldn’t tell me what it was?”

“Tony Stank?” Strange chuckled.

Before your dad could offer a rebuttal, the action moved outside. Before you knew it, you were fully suited up and trying to fight off aliens that called themselves the Children of Thanos. Peter also found his way into the mix and you weren’t exactly thrilled about that. All of you fought them as best you could, but they proved to be quite the challenge. And you thought fighting the Vulture was hard.

“Uh, Y/N? I’m getting beamed up.” Peter said over the comms.

“What the hell?” You turned to see a ray of blue light taking Strange and Peter to the donut shaped spaceship.

“We gotta go, Dad. Like now.” You said before taking off to help Peter.

“You mom is gonna kill me.” He sighed, following after you.

“Unlock 17-A.” You said quickly on your way up.

“Gimme a little extra, F.R.I.D.A.Y.” You asked as you tried to save Peter. “You gotta let go, Pete. We’ll catch you.”

“But Mr.Stark said save the wizard!” Peter reasoned before panting. “I can’t breathe.”

“You’re running out of air.” Your dad explained. “He’s too high up.”

“Yeah… That makes sense.” Peter said lazily before falling unconscious and letting go of the spaceship. The pod for 17-A catches up to him quickly, releasing the Iron Spider suit. Peter quickly comes to and lands on the bottom half of the spaceship. Your dad sends Peter home before you two sneak onto the ship.

“Incoming call from Ms. Potts.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. announces to you both.

“You answer it.” You said quickly.

“Oh my God.” She said to your dad. “Are you two alright? What’s going on?”

“Yeah, we’re fine..” He answered carefully, looking around the alien ship. “I think we’re gonna have to push our 8:30 res.”

“Why?”

“Just cause… We’ll probably not make it back for a while.”

“Tell me you two are not on that ship.”

“Yeah.” He sighed.

“God, no. Please tell me you’re not on that ship. Where’s Y/N?”

“I’m sorry, Mom.” You said sadly. You weren’t one hundred percent sure she would hear, but you wanted to know you said it. “I don’t know what to say.” You admitted.

“Come back here right now! Both of you, I swear to God.”

The call broke off as did F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s automated voice. You and your dad watched from above, trying to think of a way to get the Doctor out safely. Strange’s Cloak appears next to you as does Peter.

“What the hell are you doing here?” You grabbed him by his arm and yanked him out of view.

“You should not be here.” Tony said from your side. “I specifically sent you home.”

“I was gonna go home-” Peter tried.

“I don’t wanna hear it.” Tony shook his head.

“But it was such a long way down and I just thought of her being here on the way…” Peter looked at you with a slight blush on his cheeks.

“And now I have to hear it.” Tony sighed in exasperation.

“A-And this suit is ridiculously intuitive, by the way. So if anything, it’s your guys’ fault that I’m here.” Peter tried to explain.

“Excuse me?” You said seriously.

“What did you just say?” Your dad said with the same tone.

“I take that back.” Peter said quickly. “And now I’m in space.”

“Exactly where you don’t need to be.” You pushed your fingers through your hair.

“You’re one to talk.” Tony glared at you. “This is a one way ticket, do you both hear me? Don’t pretend that either of you thought this through. You could not have possibly thought this through.”

“I did not think this through.” Peter admitted.

“I didn’t have to.” You countered, almost defiantly. “I saw the look on your face when Bruce talked about New York.”

“And what does that mean, young lady?”

“It means that I promised Mom you wouldn’t do this alone. Wherever you go, I’m going. Wherever you die, I’m dying.”

“This isn’t your fight!” Your dad insisted.

“Wait, we’re not gonna die, are we?” Peter asked in concern.

“See him down there?” Tony said instead of arguing with you. You didn’t say anything else on the subject and simply looked back down to Strange. “He’s in trouble. What’s your plan?”

The three of you knelt down, looking between the bars to see the Doctor. You saw the alien man steering the ship. You rubbed your forehead in thought. You couldn’t fire anything at the alien. It could put a hole in the ship or even get Strange killed.

“Did you ever see this really old movie, Aliens?” Peter said suddenly as he stood upright.

After Peter explained his idea, you all got into positions. You watched, waiting for your dad’s signal. It’d be an understatement to say that you were scared. You were hundreds of miles from home, on an alien spaceship, headed to some alien planet, and trying to keep the Time Stone away from Thanos. You wondered how your life had changed so much.

“Could end your friends life in an instant.” The alien concluded when your dad landed behind him.

“I gotta tell you, he’s not really my friend.” You dad said simply.

“Saving his life is more of a professional courtesy.” You added as you appeared next to Strange.

“You’ve saved nothing.” The alien mocked, calling for large objects from on the ship to surround him. “Both of your powers are inconsequential to mine.”

“He has a point.” You leaned over to joke with your dad.

“Yeah, but your boy has seen more movies.” He answered.

You dropped to the floor as your dad shot a missile over the alien’s shoulder. It blasted a hole in the side of the ship, sucking out the alien and the doctor. You shot a wire from your forearm, aimed at Strange’s ankle, but a loose piece of metal knocked the wire off course.

“Loose Wizard!” You exclaimed without moving, knowing that if you got up you’d be gone too.

Peter shoots a web at Strange, his artificial limbs catching him from flying through the hole. He pulls Strange back inside and once they’re both safe, you and your dad shoot nanites to cover the opening. While Peter tried to talk to Strange’s Cloak, you and your dad let your suits return to their housing units and stand in front of the vast window.

“We’ve gotta turn this ship around.” Strange said pointedly.

“Now he wants to run.” You rolled your eyes.

“I want to protect the stone.” He clarified.

“And I want you to thank us. Now. We’re listening.” Your dad added, standing by your side with crossed arms.

“For nearly blasting me into space?” Strange laughed.

“Who just saved your magical ass, hmm?”

“I seriously don’t know how you fit your head into that helmet.”

“You should’ve ducked out. I tried to bench you and you refused.”

“Unlike everyone else your lives, I don’t work for either of you.” He looked between you and your dad.

“And now we’re billions of miles from Earth in a flying donut with no backup.”

“We’re backup.” Peter added form your other side, raising your hand with his.

“No, you two are stowaways.” He shook his head before gesturing between himself and Strange. “The adults are talking.”

“Wh- what is he, your ward?” Strange looked at your dad.

You took your hand from Peter’s and thunked the back of his head. He looked at you with wide eyes and you gave him a look that said for him to shut up.

“He’s Peter.” You introduced him. “He’s not anyone’s ward.”

“Dr. Strange.” He said quickly.

“We’re using made up names!” Peter added. “Then I’m Spiderman.”

“I’m going to kill him.” You said quietly, walking away from Peter and towards the controls of the ship. “It’s on autopilot. Look, it’s self-correcting.”

“Can we control it?” Strange asked. You turned, thinking he was talking to you, but he was talking to your dad. Your dad was lost in thought, staring at the emptiness in front of him. “Stark?”

Your dad didn’t answer. You moved to stand beside your dad, placing a hand on his shoulder gently.

“Stark.” Strange said with more urgency.

“Shut up.” You said in annoyance. You shook your dad slightly. “Dad?”

“Yeah?”

“You okay?”

He offered a small smile before placing his hand over yours. “Yeah, I’m alright. Thanks.” He said softly to you.

“You’re not alone.” You offered.

“I know.” He nodded. “Maybe that makes it worse.”

“Can you get us home?” Strange interrupted.

“Yeah, we heard you.” You said in annoyance, again.

“I’m not so sure we should.” Your dad replied.

“We cannot bring the Time Stone to Thanos.” Strange said like your dad was stupid. “I don’t think you quite understand what’s at stake here.”

Your dad turned on his heel and snapped. “No, it’s you who doesn’t understand that Thanos has been inside my head for six years since he sent an army to New York and now he’s back! And I don’t know what to do. So I’m not so sure if it’s a better plan to fight him on our turf or his but you saw what they did, what they can do.”

“At least on his turf…” You offered support. “He’s not expecting it. So we take the fight to him. You in, Doc?”

Strange paused, looking between the three of you. “We go to him.” He agreed hesitantly. “But if it comes to saving you or your daughter or her lover over the Time Stone, I will not hesitate to let any of you die.”

“Great. Moral compass.” You nodded once before looking to Peter. Your dad tapped both shoulders, mimicking someone being knighted.

“Alright, kid. You’re an Avenger, and not my daughter’s lover.” He stared pointedly at Strange, not wanting to look at Peter. You knew that your dad knew what he was signing Peter up for.

Peter stares in disbelief before smiling widely to you. You offer a smile, but not one with any joy behind it. You knew how dangerous it was to dub Peter an Avenger, especially in that moment. It was suicide to be on that ship. You knew from the moment you stepped inside. But if you did die, you had prayed Peter would live.

You and Peter sat on the floor by yourselves. You had one knee bent, and an arm resting on top. Peter had his arms wrapped around both bent knees and was staring in concentration at the floor.

“I can’t believe you’d be so stupid.” You nagged.

“W- What do you mean?” He replied, taken back by your sudden anger.

“Why the hell are you up here?”

“I- You were- And then I- I don’t know, you were coming.” He tried to reason.

“Peter, do you remember what I told you in Germany? That I put on this suit to help him?” You pointed to your dad, who was bickering with Strange still. “I didn’t do this for fun.”

“I know. I know.” He nodded. “But I can help.”

“You’re going to get yourself killed.” You scoffed.

“I can handle myself, Y/N.” He said. His voice was defensive, with hints of sadness. “I thought it’d be different between us.”

“Why?”

“After that night on the beach, with Vulture, I thought we’d be different.” He wrung his fingers and avoided your eyes.

“Peter, why do you think I’m so pissed that you’re here?” You let your head fall so you could look at him. “I don’t want you to get hurt… Do you understand that we-” You took a deep breath to steady your racing heart and churning stomach. “We might not be going home.”

“Mr. Stark can get us home.” Peter said with certainty. “If anyone on this ship can, it’s him.”

“Peter-”

“He can do it!” He said with more determination. “We’re going to go home.”

“You said we’d be better… Together.” He added when you were silent.

“Well, I didn’t want us to die together.” You let your head fall back against the ship wall.

“Not yet..” He mumbled.

“I hate you.” You said casually. “You do know that, right?”

“Wait, what?” His eyes went wide. “What did- Cause I’m in space? I didn’t- That’s n- That’s not fair!”

You chuckled lightly, taking his hand in yours. You squeezed slightly and Peter laced his fingers through yours. You thought back to what Strange called Peter when he was asking your dad who Peter was, your daughter’s lover. You thought about what that word could mean, the weight it held. You could be a romantic lover, a sexual lover, a platonic lover. So what was Peter to you? Not sexual in any sense, but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about it from time to time. Thought of Peter in your room at night for more than to get a cut cleaned and stitched. Sure, you loved Peter as a friend. Who wouldn’t? And you knew you had feelings for Peter, but was it enough to call him your lover?

“Come on.” You said when your mind settled. You stood, leaving Peter and the gentle grip he had on your hand. A cold emptiness quickly took place of Peter’s warm hand, but you ignored the itch to reach for him as you approached your dad and Strange. Peter wasn’t too far behind.

Peter knew that wasn’t the time to be thinking of you. It wasn’t the time to remember you falling asleep against him on the plane back from Germany. He shouldn’t be thinking about your hands on his face when you went to his school. And he definitely shouldn’t be thinking about the rasp in your voice after fighting Vulture, and how he found that incredibly sexy. He definitely shouldn’t think about being with you, in every way he could be. Peter was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t realize people were talking to him.

You nudged Peter when Strange asked Peter how he got his powers.

“Y/N?” Your dad asked, pulling you away from Peter and Strange.

“We aren’t going home, are we?” You asked quietly when you were out of earshot from Peter. You figured he’d be able to hear you anyways, but maybe he wasn’t paying enough attention to find your voice. You swallowed back tears, setting a determined face for your dad. You knew your dad was already scared. You couldn’t let on just how scared you really were. “After we get to Thanos, that’s it for us. Isn’t it?”

“You’re going home.” He assured you. “I’d die before I let anything happen to you.”

“That’s the problem, Dad.” You whined. “I need you to live for me. I know that you want to protect me, but I don’t know a life without you and I don’t want to. I shouldn’t have to.”

“Y/N/N, you’re just a kid. You shouldn’t even be here.” He said softly, pulling you towards him for a tight hug. You let out a shaky breath and shook your head slightly. “Your mother is going to kill me if you get hurt. You do know that, right?”

You laughed sadly. “And she’s going to kill me if you don’t come home with me. Dad, we both go home, or neither of us go home.” You said, not leaving any room for discussion.

“That’s not what I meant.” He sighed, pulling away enough to look down at you. “If only one of us is go-”

“Uh, Mr. Stark?” Peter called, drawing both of your attention elsewhere. “What’s going on?”

“Looks like we’re here.”

“This thing isn’t slowing.” You noted out loud. “Dad!?”

“I don’t think this rig has a self-park function.” Your dad realized, quickly moving to one of the steering controls and sending Peter to the other. “Get your hand into this steering gimbal. Close those around it. Got it?”

“Yup, got it.” Peter said, following the directions and trying his best.

“This was meant from one big guy so we gotta move at the same time.” Tony instructed.

“You might wanna turn.” You said, watching the tall hill coming closer to the ship. “Turn! Turn! Turn!!”

Strange puts a shield around your group, your dad suits up, Peter dawns his mask. You quickly suit up and grab onto your dad when the side of the ship collides roughly. Your and your dad are thrown to the ground, Peter is thrown as well. You reached your hand out as Peter rolled. He grabbed your outreached hand and you pulled him back to you. The ship rattled you all, tossing your bodies enough to hit the ground again. When the colliding stopped, you all stood up carefully and looked at the new planet you were on. You didn’t see Peter around you and part of you panicked. Peter came down from above you, upside down like a real spider.

“Are you alright?” You asked your dad who simply nodded. You turned to Peter who gave you a thumbs up. “Thanks, Strange. I owe you.”

“Let me just say, if aliens wind up implanting eggs in my chest or something, and I eat one of you, I’m sorry.” Peter said randomly.

“Not another pop culture reference from you for the rest of the trip. You understand?” Your dad pointed at Peter.

“I’m trying to say that.. something’s coming.” Peter explained.

Right as those words left Peter’s mouth,a grenade rolled across the floor. The blast sent everyone in a different direction. Through the smoke, you saw three silhouettes enter the ruins of the ship you travelled in. One of them came in yelling and threw a blade that Strange easily deflected. The Cloak attacked the knife man while your dad fights with a different one.

“Next time, Spidey, just say that!” You shouted in moderate annoyance. You looked around and tried to find Peter, but you only heard his shouting voice.

“AH!” Peter screamed as he crawled backwards. “PLEASE DON’T PUT YOUR EGGS IN ME!”

You easily aimed and shot a wire around their ankles while Peter shot a web to pin their arms to their body. Whoever was fighting your dad comes at the two of you feet first, kicking you into each other.

“You go high, I’ll go low?” You tell Peter as you get to your feet. He nods and swings towards their head. You drop to a kneel and kick out at their knees, making them buckle. They couldn’t keep up at first until they fired their weapon and locked Peter in an electric coil.

“Shit.” You mumbled as you hurried to free your dad of the magnet he was stuck in.

“Gee, thanks for the help.” He commented sarcastically.

“Eh, should’ve said something.” You shrugged.

You and your dad stood over the one who was stuck in the Cloak. The man with the gun grabbed Peter, pointing a gun at his head. Strange stood with his magic ready, and their third friend was still stuck in Peter’s webs.

“Lower the gun.” You said firmly, raising your own blaster at him and keeping the other trained on the man on the floor.

“Everybody, stay where you are. Chill the F out.” The man announced. His mask disappeared and you noticed he seemed human. “I’m gonna ask you this one time. Where’s Gamora?”

“Yeah, I’ll do you one better.” Your dad replied, dropping his mask. “Who’s Gamora?”

“I’ll do you one better. Why is Gamora?” The man on the floor exclaimed.

“I’m going to ignore that because that was ridiculous and I’m embarrassed for you.” You shook your head once, letting your mask fall away. “Let him go.”

“Tell me where the girl is, or I swear to you, I’m gonna French Fry this little freak.” He warned.

“Let’s do it!” You and your dad exclaimed at the same time. “You shoot her guy, I blast him. Let’s go!” Your dad continued. The nanites shifted the regular blaster to a canon with an opening bigger than the man’s head.

“Do it, Quill!” That was the man’s name. “I can take it!”

“I seriously doubt it.” You commented over your shoulder.

“She’s right. You can’t.” Strange agreed.

“You don’t want to tell me where she is? That’s fine.” Quill laughed out of stress. “I’ll kill all of you and beat it out of Thanos myself. Starting with you.” He pushed the gun against Peter’s head harder.

“You do that again and I’ll shoot that hand off before you can pull the trigger.” You threatened quickly, lifting your second hand to point at Quill.

“Y/N, wait.” Strange said suddenly. “Let me ask you this. What master do you serve?”

“What kind of…” You trailed, turning to look at Strange.

“What am I supposed to say? Jesus?” Quill mocked.

“You’re from Earth?” Your dad clarified.

“I’m not from Earth. I’m from Missouri.”

“That’s on Earth, dip-shit!” You said in annoyance, lowering your blasters. “Come on, let the kid go.”

“What are you hassling us for?” Your dad asked.

“So, you’re not with Thanos?” Peter asked in a small voice.

“With Thanos?” Quill’s voice betrayed offense. “No, I’m here to kill Thanos. He took my girl. Wait- who are you?”

“We’re the Avengers, man.” Peter said as he dropped his mask. Your chest tightened at Peter being able to officially say he’s an Avenger.

“You’re the ones Thor told us about!” The girl in the back exclaimed happily.

“You know Thor!?” Your dad was relieved to hear that Thor had been around.

“Yeah. Tall guy, not that good looking. Needed saving.” Quill tried to be cool.

“Look, Marty McFly, where is he now?” You asked, mocking his 80’s costume.

After Quill let go of Peter, he explained Thor went  to some fabled forge to get a “Thanos killing kind of weapon”. You helped the girl, Mantis, get out of the webs and apologized for locking her ankles. As Quill wandered the planet, measuring whatever it was he was measuring and talking to your dad, you stood away from everyone. Peter soon joined you with a cheeky grin.

“Don’t give me that look.” You couldn’t help but smile.

“You almost shot a guy’s hand off for pointing a gun at me.” He said happily.

“He was going to shoot you, Peter.” You rolled your eyes in amusement. “I told May I’d look out for you, remember? That includes keeping you alive.”

“You like me.” Peter teased.

“Not right now, I don’t.”

“How long have you been in love?” Mantis asked, suddenly in front of you.

“Jeez, you’re quiet!” You exclaimed in shock. “We’re not- I don’t think we-“

“I felt it! When you shook my hand.” She explained. “You love him!”

“Y/N? Did you hear what I said?” Your dad called out.

“Huh? No, sorry.” You yelled back. “Come on.” You lead Peter to your dad, Mantis close behind.

“Not winging it isn’t really what we do.” Quill commented as you two apporached.

“So you guys actually do something?” You mocked.

“What exactly is it that they do?” Peter asked.

“Kick name. Take ass.” Mantis said confidently.

You and your dad shared a look and sighed internally.

“Okay, look, just get them over here.” You said, trying to get some control of the situation. You and your dad both knew your time to plan was running out.

“Mr. Lord, can you get your folks to circle up?” Your dad said with mock politeness.

“Mr. Lord.” Quill repeated. “Star Lord is fine.”

“Now that’s a made up name.” You joked with Peter, who chuckled under his breath. “Your hair looks cute.” You smiled as Peter blushed. You turned your focus back to the conversation.

“Don’t call us plucky.” Quill stated. “We don’t know what it means.”

“We’re doomed.” You announced plainly.

“Tell them about the dance-off to save the universe.” Drax said with pride.

“A dance-off?” You and your dad laughed.

“Like in Footloose, the movie?” Peter commented.

“Exactly like Footloose!” Quill agreed quickly. “Is it still the greatest movie in history?”

“Was it ever?” You retorted as Peter said “It never was.” You both laughed as Tony spoke again.

“Don’t encourage him, alright?” He said simply.

“Yeah, sorry.” You nodded with a laugh.

“We’re getting no help from Flash Gordon here.”

“Flash Gordon?” Quill interjected. “That’s a compliment. I’m half-human, okay? So the 50% of me that’s stupid, is 100% you.”

“Does your friend often do that?” Mantis pointed to Strange who was cross legged, floating with his head twitching and the stone glowing around his neck.

Your dad went over and got Strange back to reality. He came back with a start, as if he was out of breath.

“What the hell was that?” You asked carefully, hurrying to see if he was okay.

“I went forward in time to view alternate futures. To see all possible outcomes of the coming conflict.” Strange explained.

“How many?” You asked quietly. Something about the way Strange explained it didn’t sit right with you.

“How many?” Peter asked for you.

“14,000,605.”

“How many did we win?” Your dad asked.

Strange looked at you, then back to your dad, then over to Peter before looking back to Tony. “One.”

That fear hit you in the stomach. Something bad was going to happen to either you, Peter, or your dad. You knew you couldn’t live without either of them, whether or not it saved the world. You didn’t care if it was selfish. You didn’t care about the world if it didn’t have the people you cared about in it.

“We’re going to die.” You said to yourself.

“Y/N.” Peter said, tugging your hand slightly. He tilted his head for you to follow him so you two slipped away while the rest came up with a plan.

“I don’t want to die.” You said quietly.

“You’re not going to.” Peter reassured you.

“I don’t want you to die.”

“I won’t.”

“I don’t want my dad to die.”

“He won’t.”

“Did you see the way Strange looked at us?” You said a little louder. “One of the three of us isn’t going home. At least one of us won’t make it.”

“You’re gonna be fine, I promise!” Peter said suddenly.

“Maybe not this time.”

Peter hesitated. He wanted to kiss you, at least once before the fight of your lives, but your dad called you two back. You got into positions and waited for Thanos to arrive. Peter wouldn’t get that chance again.

“If only one of us-” You tried to tell your dad as Strange talked to Thanos.

“Y/N Stark, if you say what I think you’re going to say, you’re grounded forever.” He cut you off.

“I think.. you’ll find.. our will.. equal to yours.” You heard Strange, summoning his magic.

“Showtime.” You said after a deep breath. The fight of your lives.

“Ours?” Thanos asked as you and your dad lead a piece of the ship’s wreckage to come crashing down on top of him.

“Piece of cake.” Your dad commented as you and him went separate ways. “Quill.”

Thanos used the Reality Stone to turn the wreckage to bats and chase down you and your dad. The bats chase your dad into the ruins, while they chase you into the ground. You swat at them, knowing they aren’t real but find them impossible to beat. Until suddenly they’re gone.

“Magic!” You heard Peter’s voice. “More magic!” You turned, trying to find Peter. “Magic with a kick!” Peter flew through a portal Strange made for him. “Magic with a-” Peter’s voice was cut off by Thanos grabbing him by the throat and throwing him into Strange.

You charged into battle, joining your dad in assaulting Thanos with shots. Thanos absorbed the fire within one of the Stones and sent it back at you and your dad. You two didn’t have time to react and were sent through an old wreck.

“Y/N?!” Your dad shouted when he got his bearings.

“Help.” You said with a cough as a piece of the wreck and pinned you down and was weighing on your chest. You held your hand out for your dad, who grabbed it and pulled your free.

“Should’ve stayed on Earth, huh?” He said and you could tell he was using sarcasm to cover his worries.

“And miss the fun?” You joked breathlessly. “Nah. Can’t get chest pain like this back home.”

“The gauntlet.” Your dad commented as you took in the scene in front of you. They had Thanos down to one knee, an arm pinned and his hand with the gauntlet held open. Mantis dropped in, trying to put Thanos to sleep. Even though she put everything she had into it, he wouldn’t go fully under.

You and your dad hurried to help, both of you pulling on the gauntlet. You call Peter over to help and the three of you nearly have it off. Until something caught your attention.

“He took her to Vormir.” Nebula explained. “He came back with the Soul Stone… but she didn’t.”

“Shit.” You mumbled. You let go of your pull on the gauntlet and moved to stand in front of Quill, your helmet now gone and your hands slightly out in front. “Okay, Quill? Hey, you gotta cool it, like right now. You understand?”

Quill looked around you to Thanos.

“Don’t. Don’t. Don’t engage. We’ve almost got this off!” Your dad added.

“Listen to me, Quill.” You tried again.

“Tell me she’s lying.” Quill pleaded. “Asshole! Tell me you didn’t do it!”

“I.. had.. to..” Thanos breathed.

“Dad!” You shouted, hurrying to trade spots with him and Quill moved to push past you to get to Thanos. You replaced your dad in pulling on the gauntlet, and your dad tried to calm Quill.

“We got it!” Peter shouted as the fingers came loose. “We got it!”

Thanos came to and quickly knocked Mantis away from him. He yanked the gauntlet from your hands, sending you and Peter to the ground.

“Oh, God.” Peter lept away to help Mantis when he realized how high she was thrown.

When Quill and his crew are knocked to the side, you charge back into battle at your dad’s side. You both fire blasts at Thanos, but are swatted away like flies. Thanos knocked you both into the ground and using the stones, shattered one his planet’s moons and crushed you both under the rubble.

The air was knocked from your lungs, and your forehead slammed the ground. You were thankful for how the nanites absorbed impact better than old suits, or else you knew something would’ve broke. You coughed heavily as you and your dad tried to shove the piece of the moon off you both.

“Okay.” You groaned as you stood up. “That one hurt.”

“It’s a moon, Y/N. I think it was meant to hurt.” You could practically hear your dad rolling his eyes.

“What are we gonna do, Dad?” You asked honestly. “If we can’t get that gauntlet off, we can’t stop him.”

“And we won’t get that shot again.” Tony agreed, knowing where your head was at. “We just have to hope this is the one where we win.”

“Where the world wins..” You corrected. “But our family loses.”

You turn your attention back to the fight and you see Strange had made projections of himself to surround Thanos.

“Dad.” You said to get his attention. “Your wizard is gonna need some help.”

You and your dad quickly head back and see Strange be knocked unconscious. Your dad sends a replacement hand to keep Thanos from closing his fist as you two land in front of him.

“You throw another moon at us.” Your dad begins, the irritation obvious in his voice. “And I’m gonna lose it.”

“Stark.” Thanos greeted you both. “And the Little Stark.”

“You know us?” Your dad asked.

“I do.” He nodded. “You two aren’t the one ones cursed with knowledge.”

“Our only curse is you.” You commented, small rockets launching out of both your suits.

The rockets go off, blinding Thaons with smoke. You two go on the offensive, kicking Thanos with your super-jet function. Upon landing, you both use that same function to stabilize yourselves as you turn your fists to battering rams and knock Thanos into the ruins behind him.

The titan reached out and yanked off both of your masks. As your suits were recovering, Thanos landed a solid punch to both your faces, sending you flying several meters apart. Thanos used that time to remove the spare hand your dad had launched earlier, and utilized his Power Stone to shoot incredible blasts at both of you. You managed to get a shield up in time, and were only pushed back by the force of the energy.

You spun away and charged Thanos, who simply chuckled. You aimed a kick, and when it missed, you clamped your foot to the ground as your dad was coming in to help. You both landed a battering ram powered punch to the face, cutting the titan’s cheek.

“All of that for a drop of blood.” Thanos commented in disgust.

He knocked you both away, your dad landed farther than you did. Thanos threw punches, landing sharp blows to your face. You threw your forearms up to defend yourself, but the titan didn’t let up. He grabbed you by your helmet, and blasted you with the Power Stone. You knew your nanites had to be losing the ability to recover. It was too intense, too much damage.

You shakily got to a kneel, shooting a repulsor at Thanos. Your dad was by your side suddenly, helping you to your feet and trying to give you time for your suit to repair. You fired again, but Thanos deflected it easily and backhands you both into the rocks behind you. In one well angled blow, he knocked off what was left of both your helmets. You threw your forearms up to block the next, and Thanos took your left arm in his hand. You redirected your nanites to your right hand for a blade and you saw your dad do the same out the corner of your eye. When you swung your right hand, Thanos caught it, turned your around and snapped the blade off. He let go of your left hand to catch your dad’s blade.

Thanos snapped both weapons off and drove them into both of your exposed sides. You gasped suddenly, your breath caught in your throat. A small whimper left your mouth as Thanos back you two both into a sitting position.

“You have my respect, Starks.” He said to you both. “When I’m done, half of humanity will still be alive. I hope they remember you.”

Your head bobbed, you coughed blood. You let your head fall back and your eyes fluttered. The pain was still there, your breathing was hitched. You turned your head, looking for Peter. You couldn’t find him.

“Dad..” You managed, reaching out for his hand. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Y/N/N.” He nodded, carefully reaching to pull out the blade.

You felt the tears welling in your eyes. You could see the glow of the Stones as Thanos raised his fist. “I’m so sorry.”

“Stop!” Strange yelled suddenly. “Spare their lives… And I’ll give you the Stone.”

“Strange, no!” You managed. “I’d rather die than let him win.”

“Y/N…” Peter said softly, suddenly kneeling beside you.

“Hi, Petey.” You whispered, a sad smile on your lips. “You okay?”

Tony helped you seal your wound before dealing with his as Thanos leaves. You lost.

“Why would you do that?” Tony asked Strange. He wasn’t mad. He was heartbroken. Without looking at Strange, your dad helped you to your feet and carefully passed you to Peter for support. Peter carefully put an arm around your waist as you draped an arm over his shoulders. You tried not to lean too heavily on him.

“We’re in the Endgame now.” Strange answered simply.

“What does that mean?” You asked hoarsely. “Was all of that for nothing?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Bullshit!” You screamed, your voice breaking. “Did we just get our asses handed to us for nothing? 14 million futures and you can’t say which one this is?” You laughed in disbelief. “And what happened to not sparing our lives, huh? I guess that didn’t matter cause we’re as good as dead right now anyways, right?”

“Y/N..” You dad said, putting a hand on your shoulder. “We knew this was a long shot.” He said gently, hoping to calm you down. Your dad’s voice was calm, and his words were intended to be soothing, but the sadness in his eyes made your chest tight. He knew what was coming. “We did what we could.”

“I guess staying on Earth wouldn’t have mattered, huh?” You asked him with a small chuckle.

“I guess not.” Your dad offered a sad smile.

“Something… is… happening.” Mantis said in confusion before disappearing to ashes.

“Dad?” You said, a sick feeling creeping into your stomach as you watched the others around you turn to ash.

“Tony, there was no other way.” Strange said before fading.

“Peter? I-“ Now you were scared.

Your dad saw it before you did. You were disappearing, just like the rest of them.

“I love you, fore-.” You couldn’t finish before disappearing fully.

Tony dropped to his knees in front of what was left. Nothing but a pile of dust was left where you were once standing. He knew what you were going to say. He didn’t get to hear you say it. He didn’t get to say the rest. You didn’t get to hear it. Tony felt the crushing guilt grip his heart. He promised you a hundred times that day that you’d be going home, that you’d be safe and sound even if no one else was. But he failed. That’s what Tony felt. Like he had failed.

“And ever.” Tony whispered.

“I love you.” Peter said to himself, wishing he had the courage to tell you just a few minutes ago.

Peter felt empty. He wasn’t sad. He didn’t want to cry. Peter felt numb, nothing. He had come close to losing you more times than anyone should in the short amount of time that he knew you, and now you were really gone. Who would answer his calls when he couldn’t sleep? Who would ask him for help in Physics that they really didn’t need? Who would suit up at 3 a.m. just to hang out on top of a skyscraper? He shouldn’t have hesitated.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter said as he realized he’s fading too. Peter felt it coming. His super healing tried to save him, tried to fight back. But not even Spiderman could cheat this death. “I don’t feel so good…”

“You’re all right.” Tony said, trying to keep the panic out of his voice. He already lost his daughter. He couldn’t lost Peter too. “You’re gonna be okay.”

“I don’t know what’s- I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t-“ Peter fell forward into Tony’s arms. Peter didn’t fully understand what was happening, and that scared him the most. “I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go. Mr. Stark, please. Please, I don’t wanna go…. I’m sorry.” Peter’s fear-filled rant ended as he faded from Tony’s arms too.

Tony looked at his hands, your ashes on one and Peter’s on the other.

“He did it.” Nebula confirmed sadly.

Tony sat in silence, mourning the loss of his only child and the kid that meant more than anyone thought he would. In those moments, he realized he didn’t know if Pepper had survived. Had he just lost everything? Would what he had left be enough compared to what he lost? Would he ever get home to find out?

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Fanfics I love and you should too (part 1)

most of them arent salty fics but you should read the tags just to make sure you arent reading something you dont want to

A heart's battle (@faeloki its this one)

My favourite fic ever it's so good I'm in love. i read this over and over again when im sad because its so flippin funny. the funniest fanfic i ever read. I cry when i get to quill’s chapter. Logan’s chapter is somehow funnier? how?? Steve’s part in T’challa’s chapter???GETS ME EVERY TIME ISTG GO READ IT

(it has a bit of st//rker BUT its onesided and mostly just a crush Peter has. As an anti starker i was laughing the entirety of peter’s chapter)

Summary by me: all of the avengers (and more) try to woo tony and bucky keeps witnessing it. Unknown endgame pairing

1037179/10 5 stars go read it you won't regret it

A father's son

Got me hooked on time travel fix it fics, not very team cap friendly but I still love it

Summary by me: JARVIS is a bad bitch you can't kill him!

Catching Lightning in a Bottle

Summary by me: Steve and Tony meet get married and then they divorce but something was wrong with the paperwork and now, years later, they have to fix it. Basically tuna and stove are still in love!

Fateful Choices

The tags people,,, mind the tags,,,, THE TAGS

Summary by me: Steve and Nat close the portal too soon and Tony is trapped in space and taken in by thanos. Dark fic. A really dark fic. The tags,,,,, mind the freaking tags

Lost And Found

MIND THE TAGS, PRETTY DARK FIC

Summary by me: tony wump,,,, just tony wump, mind the tags kids its disturbing kinda. Basically tony goes missing after siberia and when they find him??? o o f

People like you must be the world's loneliest creatures

Bucky/Tony 😌😌😌😌

Summary by me: highschool au, Howard suuuuuuucks, read and thank me later

Remorse weeps tears of blood

Best freaking wintersoldier!Tony fic I have read in my life. Go give kudos even if you don't read it. It's AMAZING

Summary by me: our main hoe tony has been missing for three years and the accords are gone and team cap is back. Turns out hydra is out there and they start killing people with a new wintersoldier. Guess who? TONY BITCH. THEY HAVE TO FIGHT TONY. A YOUNGER TONY THAT DOESN'T REMEMBER ANY OF THEM. it's not really anti team cap, just criticises their actions a bit and makes steve feel a bit guilty. I actually like Wanda in this one which I thought was impossible.

Ex Libris Infinitum

Another time travel fix it fanfic because I love them

Summary by me: tony goes from the end of infinity war to right after he told the world he was ironman. The usual time travel things happen and all and there is a lot of tech language that is easy enough to understand since the fanfic is from both Jarvis' and Tony's POV

the things we invent when we are scared

stonystonystonystonystonystoNYSTONYSTONYSTONYSTO–

Summary by me: Steve is trapped in a dream machine and Tony has to get him out!!

To Have My Time Again

Stony again bitches

Summary by me: Tony and Steve try to solve their problems from cacw. The author has amazing reasoning and good arguments from both Steve's and Tony's side and presents them really well. Even though I'm ha rd team tony I could still sympathise and understand where Steve was coming from and I'm sure team cap members will also see Tony's point of view. Definately worth a read. There is also some plot with howard coming to the future and thanos being...thanos

True, Strong and Brave

a de-aged tony fic written by wakandan_wardog. Need I say more??

Summary by me: tony is smol and bucky takes care of him. Its really good. Really really good

Vital for Understanding

It hasn't been updated since 2018 and it's not finished but if you don't mind that go and read it. It has amazing headcanons I still use to this day and the writing is very good. I first saw this fanfic on ffn and was immediately hooked.

Summary by me: alien bitch shows the avengers Tony's past. Its so good you guys, some salt in the begining

[morifinwes]

hi laura!! sorry this is a bit late i barely survived finals week :’) i just woke up after sleeping for like 18 hrs after my last exam fjdns

oooo yes i love yanqing too!! they’re my fav ship apart from wangxian (also jc/lwj w h a t why would anyone do that o.O)

halsey!!!! i love her sm i’ve followed her from the time she released badlands (i was such an emo kid istg that album was everything to me) omg your music taste is so similar to mine wtf??? the other side by ruelle AND mystery of love AND folklore ur taste is exquisite. i’ll check out the other songs i’m sure i’ll like them! (also based on your music taste i recommend u listen to the loch ness monster by matilda mann 10/10 would recommend)

okay today’s questions!

🎀 since i asked about non-canon ships last time, what is your favourite fic you’ve ever read in the mdzs fandom? or a favourite trope?

🎀 tell me about your favourite show(s)/movies other than cql/mdzs! i need something to binge watch over winter break hehe

hope you’re doing well! it’s getting cold where i live so if it’s the same where you live i hope you’re staying warm >.< now that i’m free i will try to send asks more often! - 🍵

hey c!! don't worry, you have to take care of yourself, i'm glad that you finally have more time for yourself too!

sleeping 18 hours after being stressed is valid, after a panick attack i once slept like 16 hours simply because i was extremely exhausted.

i listened to the song and it's!!! so good!! i really like this part of the song: now you've faded, / with no traces, /so who could ever tell. / what you've taken's, / been misplaced / but your name doesn't ring any bells, / since the day that they took you to hell.

halsey is!!! i remember hearing badlands when it came out but i only really got into her mid 2018? i listened to hopeless fountain kingdom then and realized that badlands and hfk where both from the same person!! folklore is @/keepyourlife's fault, annika reblogged a bunch of things and just went crazy over it, so i listened to it. i don't listen to much else from taylor, i like getaway car a lot tho tbh. i saw mystery of love in a wangxian edit on youtube and went !!!!!! over that song, so now i'm obsessed with it.

1. i've got a bunch of favorite fics but _none of them are finished _and ajdkskks i do have some that are finished but i can't remember for the life of me what they're called. so here are five of my favorites: love, in fire and blood by cicer (which i'm recommending to all of my mutuals always) which is a 212K wip of immortal/yp!wwx + war prize au with no rpe/noncon but in the first two chapters lwj is afraid of that happening. it doesn't. then there is this time/universe/dimension travel fic called a song to bring you home by neoserenity, where basically canon!lwj who mourns wwx meets a modern!sick wwx and apparently there is no modern equivalent of lwj? or at least wwx doesn't seem to know one. the updates are sparse but i reread this so often in hopes that updates will appear. an arrow through time by syrus_jones is a young!lwj time traveling to post canon mdzs and pining after "husband" and wwx at the same time and feeling guilty over it bcs he doesn't know wwx is "husband" and then there is the murder of crows by cerbykerby which is a yilingwei sect au. here is a modern office au: hello, IT. have you tried turning it off and on again?* **by overmountainandmeadow, which us just really funny so i've been reading this for stress relief. i actually quote like time travel aus? also just wangxian meeting other versions of themselves is fun!! i have a bunch of modern college au tabs open but i don't actually seek them out, if i see one and like the plot then i'll read it. there are a lot of good time travel aus in this fandom!! also i like it when people get wangxian together earlier than in canon, it's just really fun to see how that would go. i don't remember the name but i think there was one fic where lwj tried to flirt with wwx and wwx just didn't notice? until somebody pointed it out to him i think? that was fun to read because lwj was just so frustrated!!

2. i feel like i forget what shows i watched after i watched them? movies too, though i like to stick to rewatching movies i already know. but here are some shows: dark on netflix, if you have netflix it should be there, it's a german netflix show about time travel and fate and things being really fucked up. basically there is this endless loop of the world apocalypse happening in 2019? 2020? i'm not that sure of the timeline rn but it's either 2019 or 2020!! and jonas, the male lead, wants to prevent it but this shit gets complicated because this is a time loop, everything he has done has been done before him. there are some really great quotes in the show about things, there is a wangxian gifset that actually uses a quote from dark, and that's the one about having three deaths. (i'll probably add a link to the gifset when i find it) also martha, the female lead, seems not that important in the first season but don't be fooled by that. the ending is.... complex and cool and holy shit there is still one thing we don't know and ahdkksks it's a surprise tho so 👀👀. i recommend watching it in german if possible and with subtitles. i've watched a few scenes in english and idk the voice actors don't seen to fit, but i don't know about other languages. the 100 is also a pretty good show but it's.... it has queerbaiting. and to be honest, the queerbaiting is probably the only reason the show made it to a seventh season. lexa, a lesbian, dies and they use her death for the queerbaiting since she gets together with clarke, the lead character. clarke is a character that gets a lot of hate from both fandom and the characters, a lot of unfair hate if you ask me. she has to do a lot of decisions that are just not meant to be for a single human being, @/solntserises and i and a lot of arguements over placing the blame on her or placing the blame on society and the situation itself. clarke basically does what she needs to do, what she needs to do in order to protect her people, her friends, her family. she often just doesn't have good options, and if she has then she deems the risk too high or something too good to be true (which, she often is right about???). after s1 her friends push her into situations where she has to make the hard choice, but if it doesn't work out how they want it to work out they get mad at her. which is not fair. i remember hearing that raven finally understands what clarke goes through in s7? but i haven't watched the season. i gave up the moment lexa died and didn't want to watch past it, but when @/solntserises started we watched the other seasons together.

there is also shadowhunters which is an okay show ig, i've watched vikings until s5 too and i quite liked it, prison break has a lot of cool stuff to offer but i'd be careful watching it in case of any triggers you might have. i don't remember 100% of the plot but enough to say that one of the characters is a pervert and an awful person, so lots of murder, a lot of blood and yeah. the two main characters are brothers and mostly innocent in this but yeah. they break out of a prison y'know.

lucifer is !!! i think it goes after dc comics? so ig it's somehow part of the dceu but they're like.... never mentioned so idk. it's really fun tho!! you probably have heard from the vampire diaries right? yeah well, there is a spin off called the origianls and it's actually really good. it had some times where i was going to call it off but it's fine, legacies is both tvd's and to's spinoff and from the quality it can't really compare, it's still fun to watch and seeing the new generation grow up. (also a lot more canon gays)

for some movies: i don't really watch many but i've watched every movie in the mcu so far, i have the extended special editions for both the lord of the rings and the hobbit trilogy, the half of it is about ellie chu, an asian girl living in a small town with her depressed dad and falling in love with aster flores, and just.... finding herself, finding out what she wants, who she is and trying to figure out where life takes her. the movie is great!! the romance process is really slow and not that much of the main focus, but more of ellie finding her place in the world? the old guard is a fantastic movie that i watched because of @/keiraknigthly, it's really fun to watch!!

i look forward to talking to you more often!! 🥰💞

[yakumtsaki]

Well, well, well, look who’s back with the most morally repugnant update in Union history. Me. It’s been a very productive summer of Netflix, chill and giving wrong directions to tourists but all good things must come to an end. Also coming to an end is my ill-fated attempt to kill Max, who, after refusing to eat the cake FOR 2 FUCKING DAYS is finally released from the cage of death. Honestly, I’m impressed, Max, you’re definitely not as stupid as you look.

-Yea, I get that a lot.

I doubt that but whatever, now gtfo and I better not see your Komei-clone ass around Jojo ever again or it’s back in prison for you!

-So, Jojo, not that we’re not all extremely invested in the excruciating selection process of your husband, but are you any closer to picking one?? I mean I love this whole commune thing we have going but the constant food delivery for 8 is killing us.

-We’re afraid not, dear brother, it’s starting to look like no one in this world is worthy of our majesty.

Ugh are we really doing royal ‘we’ now? Is this what this has come to?

-Yes, college has really helped develop our sense of self-worth.

How can it be self-worth if you’re ‘we’?

-This is exactly the kind of idiotic questioning that would get you eliminated from the suitor process. 

Oh, perish the thought! And miss out on this classical-music-dick-measuring-contest you have them doing?

-Ew seriously, Francis, Vivaldi? Why don’t you turn up to Justin Bieber while you’re at it.

Man, what a zinger! Good times. JOJO PICK A FUCKING DUDE ALREADY SO I CAN MOVE THE OTHERS OUT THE LOT IS LAGGY AS SHIT

-I lost the dick measuring contest and my punishment is sleeping on the couch.

KILL HIM IN HIS SLEEP MELODY

-Maybe later, Real Housewives of Pleasantview is on, Cassandra is getting dragged for the pigtails!!

-Ha, look at this Vivaldi-listening losér! Point at him and laugh, everyone!

-Who’s laughing now, bitch? Not you with that hoof right in your French-whore mouth!

-Ugh, aren’t you late for the beans-on-toast feast, you limey piece of merde?

Not since the 100 Years War have French-British tensions ran this high. Of course that one was for a throne, while this one..

-Is for something far more important.. Our heart.

LMAO Jojo please be serious, you don’t have a heart.

-We absolutely do and it’s made out of pure gold.

Yea I guess, I mean gold is a metal after all! 

-Do you really think you should be eating decaying Chinese food, mon cheri? You’re going to need a soda to digest it and you know it’s too cold for your teeth!

-Wyatt, I don’t pay you to think, I pay you to sit across from me and look pretty, and occasionally to scooch down next to me so I look taller.

-You actually don’t pay me at all.

-Yes and obviously I’m getting my money’s worth.

Wow Jojo tone it down, your gold heart is shinning so brightly I’m gonna go blind!

Precious Gunther has added three new addictions to his existing sex one! A) working out in this atrocious outfit.

B) blowing bubbles from dawn to dusk.

and c) and the most disturbing one, constantly being alone in enclosed spaces with his brother’s intended, Brit Brit. At first I wasn’t too worried about it, thinking Brit is a popularity sim so it’s only natural..but then..

I SEE THIS. GODDAMMIT GUNTHER WHY MUST YOU HAVE CHEMISTRY WITH EVERYONE

-Man idk, it’s almost supernatural. Blame it on God ;)

UGH I don’t even know who I hate more, your whore ass-

-or this fucking llama that hasn’t gone home in 3 days and is eating all our pizza. 

-I just feel so accepted here, like I’m part of the family, you know? 

GET OUT

Speaking of furries, not even the cow will approach the fucking cowplant, jfc. I mean you’d expect some kind of kinship there but nop. Great job Jojo, you killed a dozen secret society members for a defective cowplant.

-Mooo :(

I don’t know which one of you did that but stfu, I can’t anymore with this flop ass household!!!1

ANYWAY back to Brit and Daniel, it seems like my Gunther concerns were baseless, since these two remain eternally into each other, always autonomously doing cute crap.

-Oh Daniel, let me serenade you with the song of your people!  

The kings made us drunk with fumes, peace among us, war to the tyrants! Let the armies go on strike, stocks in the air, and break ranks. If they insist, these cannibals on making heroes of us, they will know soon that our bullets are for our own generals  ♪

ROMANCE ISN’T DEAD

In other news, allow me to present you all with Melody’s personality panel. I was under the false impression that being the child of Wanda and Stephen she was.. nice?? But nop, total Union freak material! We hit the jackpot once again. Now her best friendship with bitch Brit makes total sense.

-Honestly girl, this janky ass house is such a step down from the sorority, I spend half the day thinking of ways to peace out.

-Ugh I know, I was on the fence at first but can you really put a price on good d?

-Aw, what are my beautiful hens cackling about? May I join?

-No.

-I was about to make a math joke but I doubt you gals would get it, amirite? As Barbie said, math is hard!

- I’m a literal math major.

-Oh I know, Mel, good for you! Affirmative action works wonders!

KILL HIM AND HIS HAREM WE DON’T NEED THE LAG

It’s another day in paradise. Daniel has finally cracked and gone full Komei, autonomously cleaning shit even though we have a maid..

Melody ate a ton of burnt grilled cheese and is non-stop throwing up..

AND THIS BULLSHIT IS STILL GOING ON. STOP IN THE NAME OF LOVE

-What?? We’re just talking, GAWD

No you’re not “””just talking””” you’re gossiping and doing sexy whispers, I KNOW YOUR TRICKS GUNTHER-

-I don’t mean to interrupt but I think you’re focusing on the wrong issue here?

OH AM I?? DO TELL

-LOOK OUTSIDE BITCH

Nice try whores, nothing is happening outside-

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMM WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK. WHAT. 

-That’s right, Ti-Ning and I are in love now!

............................FRAN THIS BETTER BE SOME DRY ASS BRITISH HUMOR 

-Nop! We got tired of waiting for Jojo and we decided the best way to handle it was to suddenly make out in front of him even tho we have never even flirted before!

THIS LITERALLY CANNOT BE HAPPENING

-Well it is, so best accept it and we can all move on :)

Oh yea certainly, I mean if anything Jojo is known for his ability to forgive and forget!

See the ghost of Ti-Ning indeed! Finally a wish Jojo and I share. 

TI-NING OMFG THIS LACK OF SHAME

-Haha!!! Finally I’m free to be as gross as I want >:) 

Well.. enjoy it while it lasts.

-The hell does that mean??

Nothing, just you know, none of us know when our time will come.. only that it will. The curse of human existence, one might say. Only we among the animal world know that we will die. Memento mori, Ti-Ning. And we will memento you. 

-..Yea, maybe it’s time I move out?

I mean, you can try..

..but like the curse from It Follows, it follows. It being Jojo. How you holding up boo?

-Oh, I’m great, can’t you tell?

You know what might help? Some of your beloved homework! Do something useful, get your mind off this stuff..

“Sending The First Human to Mercury and Leaving Him There: A Very Specific Space Exploration Proposal” 

-Jojό!! I’m writing about how I finally won your heart but please don’t look, I’m gonna read this at our wedding!

-Yea I literally couldn’t care less about you and your thoughts/feelings/etc, what was left of my heart is dead and gone and now there’s only a black hole there.. Oh we could also send Ti-Ning to a black hole if Mercury doesn’t work. Nice.

-UGH how are you even still alive and breathing the same air as me and not dead from shame like you should be, you vile adulteress???

-OH PLEASE you’re just mad cause Fran and I realized we can do better than your mega-jaw ass. If not for the endless supply of bubbles around here blurring our vision this would have happened weeks ago!

-I’m going to strangle you in your sleep and my jaw will be the last thing you see.

-Your jaw would be the last thing I saw even if I died on the moon.

-MAYBE YOU WILL

.....................well I guess it’s official then. And if the above didn’t seal it..

..this definitely did. God have mercy on me, what a shitshow.

While Tin and Fran are woohooing, Jojo attempts to end his troubles once and for all by running out of the house and into a thunder fire. Thankfully the rain puts it out quickly and all we’re left with is critically low hygiene. 

Man, serving Penguin teas! You have the entire look down, Jo. I’d tell you to audition for Gotham but that’s extremely bad career advice

-Oh god, I almost died!!!! 

Aw I know, but don’t worry you’re safe now <3

-No I mean I came so close but didn’t make it.. :(

Jojo please, if anything, live to kill Ti-Ning and Francis. You owe it to yourself.

As soon as Fran and Tin are done, guess who rushes in to gossip next to the bed. ISTG YOU ASSHOLES, BREAK IT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT THAT WINDOW

-Whatever, we’d just land on Jojo trying to set himself on fire.

-LOL oh Brit you’re so funny!

I HATE THIS HOUSE

-HAD FUN, DID WE YOU SLUT

-Get him, Jojό!

Honestly Wyatt, I get being supportive but I’m really starting to worry about you, even demeaning yourself has its limits..

..especially since Jojo continues to be a massive freakshow. Good lord.

-Oh Francis, don’t tell Wyatt cause you know how he gets, but your total disregard for my existence is making me see you in a whole new, hot, light..

Man, good thing Wyatt isn’t standing 3 steps away from you!

Oh yes, loving this dinner. An ocean between us..

-I wouldn’t eat that third slice if I was you, Ti-Ning. Your funeral day is fast approaching, don’t you want to look nice for it? 

-Well you’ll be there so it doesn’t matter, everyone will be looking at your jaw.

Yes, what a wonderful night. Now let’s all go to bed and hopefully everyone will have calmed down a little by tomorrow!

LMAO yea idk what I was thinking.

-Strangle me in my sleep? How about I strangle you in broad daylight???

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but.. poor Jojo. Not only did he get his ass beat, but to literally add insult to the injury-

-everyone is lusting after Gunther during his defeat. Jfc, I’d want to set myself on fire too.

Oh here we go, Gunther to the rescue! 

-How dare you beat up my brother even though he attacked you first? Prepare to die!

-Whatever, I’ve been preparing for that for the last couple days!

Aw, Gunther is such a good brother/giant loser depending on the outcome of this fight.

VINDICATION. Bravo, Gunther, defending our non-existent family honor!

Daniel, in true Daniel fashion, slept through this entire shitshow, which might be the smartest thing he’s ever done.

Oop, spoke too soon. Say what you want about Gunther and Daniel but man do they both love Jojo! Truly god knows why.

-So Brit, you’re studying poli-sci, can you think of a peaceful resolution to this? Haha!

-YOU STFU TI-NING MY FINALS ARE TODAY MY GPA IS ALREADY IN THE TOILET AND NOW IM GONNA FLOP CAUSE YOU ASSHOLES SPENT THE WHOLE NIGHT FUCKING AND THE WHOLE DAY FIGHTING AND I HAVEN’T SLEPT AT ALL DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL I’M GONNA BURN THIS PLACE TO THE FUCKING GROUND IF YOU TRY ME

Well, you might not need to Brit! WHAT IS UP WITH THIS HYPER-FLAMMABLE CACTUS

Brit returns from her finals with a free pizza! How’d you do, Brit?

-Saved by the nightie again!

NOICE. Got a freebie pizza from it too?

-No, I found it in the garbage. My gift to Francis and Ti-Ning for their 3 day anniversary! 

Jojo’s official greek house portrait coming along nicely! Wow he looks very majestic..

..Instagram vs Real Life.

-Bowling is so satisfying if you pretend the pins are your former lovers’ genitals!

Whatever coping method works for you boo!

Gunther and Ti-Ning are officially enemies which is hilarious because not even Jojo is enemies with him?? Follow your bliss, Guns!

In an impressive display of brotherly synchronicity we have double slapping across the room. Double the slapping for half the time, Jojo is as always a true capitalist.

JOJO!! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU WON! So proud of my baby <3 I’m ofc kidding, this shit has gotten old really fast and I extremely feel Brit watching uninterested. ENOUGH  

HARD MOOD. Brit is honestly on another level than the rest of us basics. What an icon.

For some reason I bothered to fulfill Ti-Ning’s want to learn that relationship maintenance or w/e lifetime skill (talk about money down the drain) and the irony of this pop up text almost sent me to an early grave. And we know who’s going to an early grave today..

IT’S CAKE TIME. REACH OUT, TI-NING. YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT

FINALLY. GOODBYE FIGHTING AND INSANE LAG

JESUS JOJO. STONE. COLD.

Ice Cube would like to say, that I'm a crazy muthafucka from around the way, since I was a youth, I smoked weed out, now I'm the muthafucka that ya read about, takin' a life or two, that's what the hell I do, you don't like how I'm livin well fuck you ♪

Wyatt and Brit were on their way to react to Ti-Ning’s little accident but somehow got sidetracked and are now randomly arguing on the porch. Honestly I don’t even know what’s going on anymore, I’ve lost all control of this household.

Jojo rushes over to celebrate Ti-Ning’s demise by immediately slapping the shit out of his grieving lover! Whenever you think we can’t possibly sink any lower, think again. Like right now, after the slapping, are you thinking we can’t sink any lower?????????????????????????????

THINK. AGAIN.

ARE YOU SCREAMING? CAUSE I DID

YUP THIS IS HAPPENING

IT’S REAL

IT’S. REAL. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH CURSE WORDS IN ANY LANGUAGE TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS

FUCK YOU FRANCIS. FUCK. YOU. YOU’RE GETTING MURDERED SO FUCKING HARD YOU UNBELIEVABLE ASSHOLE. I’M FUCKING DONE. JOJO YOU’RE GONNA DIE ALONE TIME FOR ALL OF US TO ACCEPT THAT REALITY. WE STARTED OUT WITH 3 CANDIDATES AND ENDED UP HERE. HOW THE EVERLOVING FUCK DID THIS HAPPEN FRANCIS AND WYATT HAVE. 1 BOLT. ONE. WYATT IS A FAMILY SIM I’M SO PISSED OFF I NEED TO TAKE A MOMENT

OK. In my 10 years of playing I have never wanted to quit without saving more than with this bullshit. Look at fucking Fran’s smug ass face and moron Wyatt putting on an Oscar worthy performance of shock and regret. YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID NO, YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE HOME WYATT. What the FUCK are we gonna do now???? I guess good thing Max Flexor survived the cage of death. GOD.DAMMIT