#johnny also still has sunglasses for some reason

[pwipwipwoo]

Mayburi AU dumping time; I don’t really have time to write this (trying to work on something else at the moment), so I’m gonna just dump some bits on here for....

The Little Mermaid AU

May is one of the 12 daughters of King Triton (a.k.a. Johnny, King Triton is more of a title than an actual name). Out of all of her siblings she is the most adventurous and the most curious; ever since she was a young, she would sneak out of the castle to play with her friends Chipp the seagull (he knows a lot about humans, but all of his info is hilariously wrong), Chimaki the clownfish, and Mister the dolphin, before being dragged back by her father’s trusty advisor Janis the catfish. But no matter how many times she brought May back, the little mermaid would still hunger to see the outside world; and the world of the humans.

One day, after her 20th birthday, a ship passed overhead while she was out exploring; curious as always, she went up to investigate. There she saw humans, real humans not the broken statues she’s found scattered on the sea floor, for the very first time. She enjoyed watching them dance and sing, but she was especially interested in two humans: the twins, Prince Sinclair (shortened to Sin) and Princess Bridget. She found both attractive, but was especially smitten by the prince. Suddenly a storm rolls up and batters the ship, sending Bridget overboard! May carries the unconscious princess to the shore and disappears before the rest of the party arrives, not before leaving the girl with the memory of a beautiful maiden with eyes like the morning sun and a heavenly voice.

When Johnny learns of May’s obsession with humans, and her blossoming love for Sin, he forbids May from ever interacting with humans again and confines her to the castle. Too bad for him, she is very good at escaping and knows all the secret passageways. Fed up with her father’s overbearing attitude, she packs up her things (including a coral comb she got from her mother) and runs (well, swims) away from home, determined to live her life as she wants and to see the prince again!

Unfortunately for her, she isn’t sure how to get his affections. Maybe swim up to the castle and sing at his window?

(Can’t, she doesn’t know which is his)

Maybe she can catch him while he is underwater and talk to him then?

(Humans and talk underwater. Also he would probably drown)

Jump onto a bridge as he tries to cross it and feign the need for help?

(Now we’re just getting dramatic)

Utterly dejected at all of her ideas crumbling to simple logic, she suddenly remembers a story one of her sisters told her when she was very young; a story about a sea witch who lives in the darkest depths of the oceans. This sea witch can perform a myriad of miracles with their various potions and incantations: make people fall in love, heal all wounds, increase your strength tremendously. They even have a way to give the merfolk legs.

Against the protests of Janis (who followed her in an vain effort to bring her back), May goes to the cave of the sea witch Testament. And despite it looking horribly scary outside, the sea witch is rather pleasant; even offers May a cup of kelp tea (how it works underwater I don’t know, I ain’t a ocean scientist). May tells them her predicament and they have a potion that can help her. The potion will turn the mermaid’s fins into legs and give her the ability to walk on land; if she can receive a kiss from her true love before the next moon (so 1 month) she will become a human forever. However this potion is made from a rare coral that only grows once every hundred years, and if she doesn’t kiss her love by the 1 month mark (or heaven forbid, she breaks it) she will never have another chance to walk on land. Also it comes with a host of other side effects, but those are less important to May.

Undeterred May takes the potion and swims off toward the castle. She takes the potion on the night of the full moon, falling unconscious before waking up on the shore with human legs! Unfortunately she can’t express her excitement to her friends, as she cannot speak except for one word (totsugeki). As she is trying to learn how to walk, she is found by Sin and his retinue before being taken back to the castle. There she meets the king and queen of the country (Ky and Dizzy) and sees the princess again. The royal family takes pity on the girl and takes her in; this works out for May, as she now has unlimited opportunities to woo the prince and get her kiss.

Unfortunately for her this is Sin, so you can guess how frustrating it is to get the golden boy to notice her. At least she has Bridget by her side, silently encouraging her with eyes that make her heart skip a beat. After 3 weeks of trying (and failing) to get the ever-growing wild boy to see her as anything other than a friend, May’s hopes for love are shattered when she finds out that the prince is betrothed to a someone he loves deeply. Defeated, she resigns to go back to the sea but is stopped by the princess, who assures her that she will find her true love one day and not to give up hope (she got the wrong idea when she saw May just walk into the ocean).

It was at this moment May knew, she fucked up; she should have been trying to woo the pretty blonde girl the entire time! Especially since Bridget would go on and on about her beautiful savior and how she wishes meet her again. May and her friends now have a new goal; it is time to capture the heart of the super pretty girl in the next week!

Oh boy, do these kids have their work cut out for them.

Especially since Johnny now knows what May is up to, thanks to Testament and Janis’ inability to lie convincingly to the king. Now May has to try and get a kiss from the princess while her father sabotages her efforts from behind the scenes (how this man could be so cruel as the tip their boat while they were in that romantic ass lagoon is beyond me). And it succeeds.

On the final day before the enchantment wears off a gorgeous stranger with long black hair that has a beautiful coral hairpin in it, has utterly bewitched the princess. Nothing May does can tear Bridget away from the mysterious beauty. On the verge of tears May keeps trying to call out to Bridget, stammering out frustrated totsugekis to no avail, until she finally cries out her name, “Bridget!”. They look at each other shocked; Bridget because she recognizes the voice, and May because she knows the spell is wearing off. Before Bridget can even speak May runs off to the shore, her body crying in agony as her legs start to change back to their original form, the clothes and accessories she wore from her human life falling from her. As May reaches the water she looks back to see a stunned Bridget, verdant emerald eyes wide with shock, and swims back into the depths of the ocean.

Bridget knows what she is now, she knows that May has been deceiving her this entire time. They can never be together now. It’s over.

Nahhhhhhh. Did you really think it would end there? Bridget, determined more than ever to see her love, fills her parents in on the situation and says she is going to get back her girl! The king and queen, while a little concerned about their daughter’s taste in lovers (not because May is a girl but more because of the merfolk bit), agree to help their daughter and gather all the brilliant minds around the kingdom. They gather to build a machine that can take Bridget under the waves to the palace of the sea king and built her a suit so she can walk on the ocean floor.

Months pass, and May has not left her room the entire time; the shards of her broken heart wearing her down in place. Johnny begins to rethink the whole ‘keep your daughter from being with the one she loves’ bit and starts to think if he was the asshole all along. But those thoughts go right out the window as he gets a call from one of the scouts that his castle is under attack! He goes to the battlements, his trident crackling with mystical energy, and awaits the coming ‘giant beast’. From the canyon beyond he sees the beast come into view, its burning eyes shooting beams of light that cut through the ocean’s darkness. He readies his trident and his soldier’s to fire upon the beast when something catches his eye; something tiny on top of the beast shining a small light in a pattern. He holds his men and allows it to approach, everyone staring in awe as the ‘beast’ draws closer, realization hitting them as it floats next to the castle.

This is no creature, but a ship! Like one of those that litter the ocean floor, but with more metal and no open bit on the top.

King Johnny approaches the vessel, trident still at the ready, before stopping in front of the person standing between the giant lights on the front of the vessel. He looks through the glass face plate of the diving suit; it is difficult to make out the exact details of the face behind the glass, he does note how beautiful the person’s green eyes are. This human doesn’t quiver before him, instead they put away the mirror they had and hold up something that makes his eyes go wide; a comb made of brilliant orange coral that was once a gift he gave to his late wife, later finding its way to May.

He towers above the little human as he takes the comb into his hand, holding it reverently in his palm; he turns to the human and waves them to follow behind him. They go to the throne room and Johnny creates a bubble around the human, telling them they can breathe so long as they stay in the bubble. The human takes off their helmet, shaking out golden hair that floats in the water around her. King Johnny asks the human what she wants and Bridget tells him flat out she is there for May; he scoffs at her, incredulous to the very notion that a human could love one of his kind. But Bridget doesn’t falter, she boldly claims that her love for his daughter is true and asks him if she could have just one moment to speak to May.

Before Johnny can say anything May shoots out from the hallway and barrels  into Bridget’s arms. May holds Bridget’s face in her hands, asking her if she is real or if she’s dreaming; Bridget pinches May’s arm and smiles, asking her if she woke up yet. May tears up and embraces Bridget again, the blonde wraps her arms around May and holds her tight to her chest.

Johnny’s voice booms in the throne room, commanding May to move away from the human, but she refuses! He asks her again, nicer this time, to swim away from the human but May refuses to budge, saying she loves Bridget and she will never leave her side. The water around Johnny’s trident boils as anger courses through him, but a gentle pale hand on his shoulder calms him immediately; he turns and is captured by Testament’s ruby red eyes as the sea witch swims to his side. He opens his mouth but Testament’s finger seals it, and they tell him to put aside his temper and talk with these youths, not bark orders at them as if they were one of his servants.

Johnny relents and composes himself. He apologizes to his daughter for how he has been acting and asks her how she could love this human. She tells him that it was easy, listing off everything good point about Bridget while gazing dreamily into her emerald eyes. Bridget does the same as she entwines their fingers, professing her undying love to May for the umpteenth time. Johnny is unsatisfied; how can May love Bridget if she has barely gotten to know her? They’ve only spent a month together, and in that time she only realized she loved her in the final week of it. He’s concerned that she is going to get into something she can’t back out of; he’s also scared of losing her forever, as he is terrified of his family drifting away from him.

May tells him that his fears are unfounded, as she will always be his daughter and nothing could ever change that. She also understands that her decision to become human would be permanent and that maybe he is right, maybe their love isn’t as unshakeable as they claim it to be; but she still wants to take that chance. She has felt love many times before but none as strong as the one she has for Bridget. Bridget tells her the same, and that she wants to learn more about her, not just the good. She even tells the king that, if there is a way to do it, she will become a mermaid forever and stay in his kingdom so he wouldn’t have to be separated from his daughter.

Testament, however, provides another solution. They take the comb from Johnny’s hand and swims over to May and begins to brush her hair with the comb. May begins to wince as magic swirls around her fin before it splits and transforms into a pair of human legs, they do it again and the legs become fins again. Bridget and May stare dumbfounded at Testament, asking the sea witch how this could be; Testament explains that the comb is made from the same coral as the potion, and she can use it as an instrument to change back and forth.

“How did you think I managed to become human all those months ago,” Testament says as they hold up a familiar coral hairpin. May points an accusatory finger at them as she realizes they were the bewitching stranger! Testament confirms this and says that it was not their idea, but a certain meddling king who will remain unnamed (the water practically boils around the bright blush that burns Johnny’s cheeks right now).

With this newfound discovery, the pair embrace again before turning to the king; Bridget asks him if he would give his blessing for them to continue seeing each other, and May asks the same. Johnny scoffs and tells them to do as they want, not like they would listen to him anyway; May is ecstatic and swims over to her father, peppering his face with a flurry of kisses. He can’t hide the giant smile that spreads across his face as he holds his daughter tight; he looks over her shoulder and tells Bridget that if she better take care of his precious daughter, or she will have to answer to him.

Bridget laughs and tells him that he has nothing to fear as May swims back into her arms. Their eyes lock before the two share their first kiss, that sends everyone in the throne room cheering for the lovers.

Johnny, Testament, Janis, and all of May’s sisters go to the ship to see her off, hugging her and telling her to come back to visit soon. She promises to do that and, before entering the submersible, combs her hair turning her fins back to legs. She boards the ship hand-in-hand with Bridget, the love her of life, and waves back at her family and friends through one of the portholes as they head back to the castle.

Many years later May sits next to a roaring fire with a five year old child in her lap as she tells them the story of how she met their mother. The child, Satsuki, excitedly exclaims they know how the story ends, with May and Bridget getting married then May gave birth to them. Before May can answer a voice cuts in saying Satsuki is half right. They both turn to see Bridget in the doorway, a giant smile on her face. Satsuki hops out of May’s lap and runs up to Bridget with open arms; Bridget catches the child and spins them high in the air, before holding them in her arms and padding up to May to give her a kiss.

Satsuki asks what Bridget meant by them being half right. Bridget explains that even though they fell in love and had a child their story isn’t over yet; they still have many years of adventures and love to share before their story truly ends. Satsuki requests another story with a tired yawn, but Bridget questions whether they can stay awake for another. The child pouts and claims they aren’t tired, despite another yawn escaping their little body. May chuckles and agrees to one final story. Satsuki cheers and hops back down into May’s lap, snuggling up against their mother as she picks up the book sitting on the table next to her. She opens to the first page as Bridget sits down on the chair’s armrest, wrapping her arm around her wife and child as May begins another story.

[tiredfox64]

Hi how was your day? Or night I just want to ask if you still take request 😅 if you don't then you can ignore me and if you still take then I have an idea for you 😆 after I read your hijab reader I immediately fall in love with your writing 😍 the way you write makes me feel like I'm the one in the story and I really really really really LOVE IT!!!!! and today I just came back from the hospital because of the breathing problems and stuff I had to stay for a week in hospital 🥲 I swear staying in hospital drive me crazy 😭 no privacy and syringe needles and medicines are scary! So... Maybe maybe... Can you write something makes me feel a little better?

(Please 🥺)

So the idea lin kuei bros and Earthrealm champions with the reader ... Can you make it female reader? Like the reader loves to dance in her room when she's alone and wearing the boys over sized clothes? And yeah like her boobies juggles bom bom yk yk 😇 Yeah like dancing like crazy or beautifully or anything you want with any song but I think international love from Pitbull will be better and it's okay if you want to change the song you know 😆 and the boys would be walking in her room while she was dancing alone crazy and enjoy herself to ask something or wanted something with her and they like ".......damn!" You know, you can do the reason anything you want you can make the reader not notice them or she did is really up to you ❤

And thank you if you did this for me 🥺 you might don't believe that but I love doing it enjoying myself alone in my room wearing big shirt and dancing like crazy to let out all stress and enjoying myself 😂 and sometimes my mother would caught me and I'm be really embarrassed 😂 even though I'm Muslim I still have a rocking star spirit you know I can't live my life without songs and music 😆 even though my life is s*itty but I'll always find a way to forget it and enjoy my life ❤

The same about you lovely I wish that you do just like me enjoying your life every day also make sure to take care of yourself drink water and sleep well don't be like me believe me staying in hospital isn't fun 🥲

And thank you again you can ignore it if you don't like it I won't be mad 😊 I understand that writing a stuff not easy Thank you ❤🌹

(Damn I talk like grandma 😂)

Swing Your Feet

Prior notes: I hope you are doing better! Hospitals really suck. I used to scream when they tried to use needles. Hopefully my writing can make you feel a little better.

Pairing: Lin Kuei Bros & Earthrealm Champions x Afab reader

Warnings ‼️: Can you handle the beat?

There’s a sneaky weasel that has been stealing some clothes from some important people. Important people that are in the Lin Kuei and who are Earthrealm’s champions. Would you by any chance know where they could have gone?

Of course you do, you’re the weasel. A weasel who is blaring music in her room, spinning wildly like a tornado of rhythm. The boys on the other floor are forced to hear your music blaring while they play a game of Uno. You sure do have a mix of interesting music.

Johnny decided a nice way to get close with everyone was to play a nice game of Uno. Uno is never nice what was he thinking.

He invited the brothers to come to the Wu Shi academy to play as well. Tomas was the only one willing to play so Kuai Liang had to drag Bi-Han over. Oh hell, Kuai Liang decided to play as well. Not Bi-Han. Bi-Han and Uno don’t go together.

Round after round it was getting even more unhinged. Lots of yelling and accusations of cheating. You never heard it. You were too occupied with the blaring music and move your feet to match the beat.

“Ah dang it, Tomas! How do you keep beating us.” Johnny complained.

Tomas had this smug grin on his face. He was just lucky tonight. Or he was cheating. We’ll never know.

Johnny was done. Game over. He was about to pull down his sunglasses since he didn’t need to prevent anyone from cheating, only to feel that his sunglasses were gone. Not again. He looked around him and could not find his sunglasses.

“Come on! How did this happen again?” He yelled in annoyance.

“Another piece of our clothes has gone missing again.” Kung Lao said in defeat.

“Wait, your clothes have been stolen as well?” Kuai Liang asked.

Everyone looked at him in shock. So they too have been missing clothes at random. Not just accessories but full on outfits.

Kung Lao’s hoodie, Raiden’s shirts, button-ups from Johnny and Kenshi, and uniforms from Kuai Liang, Tomas, and Bi-Han. This is not a coincidence. This is suspicious. The only person who hasn’t gotten their clothes stolen is you.

“Alright,” Johnny slapped his hand against the table, “Start placing bets on what might be going on. Kenshi, go!”

“I think it’s you since you stole Sento and still won’t give it back.” He responded passive aggressively.

“Alright I’m not taking you seriously. Raiden, what do you think it is?”

“Uhh…a rat.”

“A rat is stealing our clothes?” Johnny questioned.

“A big rat. The kind that you told us about that challenge people in New York and Chicago.” A good guess Raiden, but no New York rat is gonna bother stealing clothes. They steal pizza and wallets.

“I think it’s someone with invisibility powers.” Kung Lao jumped in.

“That’s seems more reasonable. What else are we thinking?”

“Maybe it is the one who is blaring music in her room.” Bi-Han spoke up.

“What makes you think it’s her.” Kuai Liang asked.

“Because I watched her come out quickly and take his sunglasses before running back to her room.”

These fools were so focused on their game of Uno that they never noticed you coming out and sliding Johnny’s glasses right off his head. Bi-Han was the only one who caught you since he wasn’t playing. He didn’t care enough that you were taking them, he doesn’t even wanna be here.

Bi-Han and Johnny were left bickering about how he never said a thing while everyone else was contemplating about confronting you. You had no ill intent that’s for sure. It’s just nice wearing their clothes. It’s a girl thing.

“She’ll have to give our clothes back eventually. We don’t know what she is doing with them anyways.” Tomas chimed in.

That settles it. They decided to confront you on your actions. What you were doing with their clothes is a mystery to them. Maybe if they know what you are doing with them they will let you keep it.

They make their way to your room. The closer they get the louder the music is. Some of them could even feel the vibrations below their feet and in their hearts. The music you were playing all night was all over the place. Yet you still managed to move your hips and stomp your feet. You were groovin and movin. Some of them approved of the music, some were unsure of this was their type. Whatever floats your boat.

Johnny first tried knocking on your door, no answer. He knocked harder, no answer again. He sighed before trying the handle. You left your door unlocked by accident. He started opening to door.

“Hey, so quick question. Would you by any chance know where—OH!”

All their eyes fell upon you. There you were, jumping around on your bed with Johnny’s button-up shirt. The sleeves were long enough to cover your hands, making the excess material wave around as you moved. Your chest pressed against tightly against his chest. The buttons were putting up a fight as they tried to keep your chest from bursting out. They were jiggling as you pranced around. You had not a single clue that the boys were staring at you. The music was just too loud you never even heard Johnny speak.

It’s probably better that you don’t know. You know what they say: dance like no one’s watching.

The boys just stared in awe, even Bi-Han. If the shirt wasn’t a big clue or even that you are wearing Johnny’s glasses, all their clothes were scattered around your room. Every shirt, belt, and accessories that you scavenged was all over the place. You might have had a little fashion show before deciding to dance in Johnny’s clothes.

I won’t tell.

Your movements were enchanting them. Movements that were fluid and matched the rhythm well. Have you ever thought about being a background dancer? You would do well.

You must do this all the time considering you weren’t slipping up. You weren’t bumping into any furniture or tripping over your own feet. It’s natural to you. You’re having fun. And so are the boys I guarantee.

“Damn-“ Johnny was about to say more but all of them quickly covered his mouth.

They didn’t want you to know they were watching. You were in your natural state they must let you be. The music was about to end soon meaning you might finally realize they are there. No, no, they can’t have that. They slowly crept out of your room before closing the door quietly. It was as if they were never there.

There was a silence between them all. They have this information, what will they do with it? Nothing. They won’t change a thing. So what if you steal their clothes. You seemed to be putting it to good use.

“Tomas,” Bi-Han broke the silence, “do you wish to return for another round of that ridiculous card game? Perhaps next week.”

Tomas immediately nodded his head and so did Kuai Liang. They will be using Uno as their excuse for why they are coming around so often.

“I suggest we make it a weekly thing.“ Raiden knows you do this every week.

“I bet she will wear my hoodie next.” Kung Lao said with a goofy smile on his face.

“I see we are betting again. Fine, we’ll make this a weekly game night with some betting.” Kenshi was in for it.

“And then a show at the end.” Johnny was rubbing his hands like a malicious fly just thinking about it.

So it was settled. It’s like when men start digging holes at beaches it’s a mutual agreement no matter what. The brothers left peacefully while the champions got ready for bed.

And you had no idea that they had caught you red handed. And you won’t for a while.

I certainly won’t snitch for either side. You’ll know when you’ll know. But when you do, keep dancing. It’s the best thing to do in life.

After notes: I know you said one song but there were many options I could have used so I put them all in. Think of it as the music playing and changing as you continue to dance. They were also what I was listening to so don’t mind. I hope you can enjoy and yes I will try to take care of myself. I try my best to enjoy life and on days like this it can feel pretty easy. I hope you have a wonderful life. Adiós!

[bizarrelittlemew]

okay. i just watched the movie Snakeskin (2001). i bought a physical dvd in the year of our lord 2024 because Taika has 6.5 minutes of screentime in it. and now i'm sitting here trying to process wtf i just watched asjdhfdjsk so here are the highlights (thank you Meow @blakbonnet for going through this experience with me)

first of all, enjoy these screenshots from the trailer (i'm still not sure if they're mandatory disclaimers?):

...but say yes to snake imagery, because there will be a lot of it

we are definitely in 2001. this is extremely apparent throughout the whole movie. but especially from this girl's hair

Taika's character (Nelson) and his girlfriend (Daisy, pictured above) drive around in a repurposed ice cream truck and sell drugs btw. it's called Mr. Trippy.

main character Alice (Melanie Lynskey) is a huge fan of ✨America✨. her best friend is in love with her but she only wants Bad Boys. also said friend's name is Johnny but it's actually Craig

ALSO Craig-slash-Johnny is played by Dean O'Gorman (Fili)??!?!?!?

their hobby is to drive around picking up hitchhikers but only those who look not boring

enter The American. this guy is the most American you have ever seen. americans wish they could be as American as this guy. no one else has ever Americaned harder.

as you can see, i'm not lying. he even says "howdy ma'am" so we're convinced he is a real American

three skinheads are after The American because he stole their drugs (i think). he also stole drugs from Nelson and Daisy, who now owe money and/or drugs to their boss, who also has beef with The American for reasons i'm still not totally sure of

The American not only steals drugs and money, he also has a real gun(!!!) and fucks pretty much everyone?

"darlin'. u gotta earn the raaaiht. ter wear snakeskins 😎"

oh my god the sunglasses emoji just reminded me of the fucking sunglasses oh no i'm not sure i can do this akjsdhjsk this will make sense later i promise

do not learn gun safety from this movie

at one point, there is a whole lotta sheep. we are, after all, in Aotearoa New Zealand. and ok this had the cutest moment of Taika yelling "SHEEPY" out of a car

there's a scene where uhm. uhhh no not gonna describe this i think but. yeah fair warning this movie has some period-typical homophobia let's just say 💀 this is the live reaction:

MOVING ON

if you enjoy the 2000s aesthetic of "look how edgy we are doing drugs" *colorful-haired people on couches in dark club* *echo-y laugh* *hallucinations* *it's mushrooms look it's mushrooms we're doing psychedelics* then this is the movie for you my friend

oh and Alice also did acid at some point while being very "i've totally done drugs before" about it (((doubt)))

GIRL GET UP FROM THAT DIRTY BATHROOM FLOOR

[New Zealand accent] "wow. six and acid." yes she is living all her american dreams as you can see

by nighttime, all three cars (main characters, mr. trippy, and the nazimobile) and the motorcycle (mr. drug boss) have made it pretty far up the mountain, it seems. cute moment between mr. drug boss and nelson. look how :D he is!

but you know a movie with Taika in it needs to have a father figure talk down to him so he gets very 🥺 right after this

lots of shit goes down (i won't spoil too much if by any chance you still want to watch this) and it turns out that the older skinhead guy is the best actor in the movie??

and NOW things get weird

Craig and The American have so much beef by now that they decide to solve it by russian roulette

Alice's reaction to this is something like "ugh, you guys are crazy, i can't watch this 🙄"

like she just walks away?? GIRL THEY'RE AIMING A REAL GUN AT EACH OTHER

she keeps COMPLETELY UNDERREACTING TO WHAT IS HAPPENING like (spoilers from now on) CRAIG IS SHOT AND KILLED and she doesn't even run over and she doesn't even say anything to The American?? WHO SHOT HIM???? he's just standing there??

and then. AND THEN.

ok this is where i fully lost it for several minutes and missed half the following scene. i was fucking HOWLING like actually crying with laughter, i couldn't see or breathe and my partner got worried ksjdhfdjsk ok so here's what happens

they're in the car. craig is obviously very dead. alice is kinda in denial i guess. The American tells her to shut his eyes and she's like why? BECAUSE HE DEAD GIRL!! but she doesn't, she doesn't shut his eyes, no, this is what she does instead

I COULD BARELY MAKE THIS GIF BECAUSE I KEPT LAUGHING TO THE POINT OF TEARS

NOT THE SUNGLASSES ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. THE UNTAPPED MEME POTENTIAL HERE IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS

ANYWAY shortly after this we hear one of the funniest lines in the movie (and it's not even about the shooting and killing of Craig):

"fuck, Seth! this isn't fucking America, you can't just go around shooting everybody!"

oh yeah The American does have a name and it's Seth

i'll just post a few chat screenshots for the next part because i can't really describe it, i promise we're almost at the end

after some incredible visual effects™️, we end with Return of the Sunglasses (and me scaring my cats away because i was sobbing again)

i haven't even really talked about Taika's scenes much (the reason i watched this in the first place) because the ending took me OUT and honestly he is maybe the most normal person in this whole movie. one review (from the trailer) wrote this:

and yeah that may honestly be the best way to describe it. 10/10 movie watching experience, highly recommend. thank you for coming to my snek talk

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 10 – FOUND FAMILY

The (Not Really) Secret Origins of Movie Night by nightwalker

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 11,287 Tags: Team Bonding, Cuddling & Snuggling, First Kiss

Summary: Somewhere along the line the Avengers have become a pretty good team. But Tony's still the odd man out, and Steve's determined to change that.

Reasons why I love it: This fic gives me all the warm fuzzies. It's fluffy and sweet, and the team slowly but surely growing closer is lovely to see. Plus, Steve expressing his feelings through his art always gives me a special thrill. I love this fic so much, and I bet you will too, so please go and check it out!

subject to change by eleadore

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 3,287 Tags: Artist Steve, Team Bonding, Character Study

Summary: Steve draws everyone but Tony. It’s nothing personal, really.

Reasons why I love it: The team feels are strong with this one. I love how everyone is so down to model for Steve, and Clint especially always puts a smile on my face. Plus, the whole subplot with Tony is adorable, and their first kiss makes me swoon. This fic is wonderful, and I hope you read it for yourself!

Lesson Two: Penalties of Cheating by 27dragons, sara_holmes

Pairing: Steve/Tony, hints of Sam/Natasha and Bucky/Clint Rating: T Words: 6,198 Tags: Poker Night, Bucky Feels, Avengers Family

Summary: The first rule of Avengers Poker Night is: don’t talk about poker night. (Actually, it’s not. The first rule of poker night is to never let Natasha play.) Bucky thinks he might regret accepting Clint's invitation to join the game, because he's pretty sure there aren’t any other rules. He thought things couldn’t get much crazier than mealtimes with the Avengers. He was wrong.

Reasons why I love it: This fic is equal parts hilarious and sweet. The surprise addition of Johnny Storm made me unreasonably happy, and Bucky's inner monologue is incredible. Also love how his friendship with Steve is portrayed here, and the outside PoV of Stony action is both funny and cute. Also-also, Thor being the one to deliver a zinging one-liner made me laugh out loud, and the WinterHawk action fills my heart with joy. I love this fic, and I bet you will too, so I hope you give it a shot!

Never Be Alone by thepartyresponsible

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 6,701 Tags: Idiots in Love, Protective Avengers, Getting Together

Summary: Steve comes jogging up the path in a pair of offensively small bright blue jogging shorts. He’s shirtless and windswept and glistening – actually glistening – in the warm sunset glow. “Sweet abs of liberty,” Tony says, hooking his sunglasses down his nose to get a better look. “Of thee I sing,” Clint intones, reverently.

Reasons why I love it: There are so many things to love about this fic. Steve being a worry-wart, Clint and Tony salivating over Steve while Bruce despairs at them, Tony finally catching a clue at the end and immediately moving in for the kill. The bit about the assassination attempt that led to all this is just beautiful - seeing how much the team cares for Tony just warms my heart. This fic is incredible, and I bet you'll love it just as much as I did!

The Reasons That Lie Beneath by itsallAvengers

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 10,424 Tags: Cuddle Curse, Suicidal Thoughts, Depression

Summary: When Loki decides to be a little shit and curse Steve Rogers with a cuddling spell- the Avengers are suddenly the victims of crushing hugs and constant hand-holdings. And weirdly- Steve has a strange attachment to Tony in particular. But Loki's trick reveals more to Tony than he had ever expected, and now it's time to face some terrifying realisations that come with the curse. Tony needs more fucking coffee to deal with all this.

Reasons why I love it: You'd think a fic about a cuddling-curse would be fluffy as hell, but this one digs deep into the weeds of angst. And the way it does is fantastic. Steve's pain really tugged at my heartstrings in this one, and I love seeing how the team – especially Tony – reacts once they figure out what's wrong. This fic is amazing, and I hope you give it a shot!

[dunnswrld]

This might be weird... but do you think you could do some head cannons of Johnny, Ryan, and Bam dating a high maintenance girl/a girly girl/maybe even a bimbo? Like a girl who loves shopping, getting her nails done, the color pink and all that? If not I understand!

Johnny, Ryan, and Bam Dating a High Maintenance Girl!

a/n: Omg this isn't weird to me at all!!! Hell I have even thought about what they would be like dating a girly girl, so I'm sorry if this is a super long headcannons list... But in my defense it was the 2000s and being a high maintenance girl was the thing right?

prompt: Title!

warnings: Fem!reader, very light smut, fluff, partying/drinking

Johnny

You two met when Johnny had a photoshoot for a magazine and was told last minute that he was going to model with a female model

At first he was a bit mad, he didn't really want to shoot with another person let alone a girl he would have to do some sort of sexual poses with

But when you walked in the door in your pink crop top, low rise jeans, pink heels with fluff on the tips, and your white hand bag he fell in love

He tried to keep it as professional as he could while shooting with you

Was quick to ask you out after the shoot, which you happily said yes too.

And the rest is history!

He knows very well that your high maintenance but he really doesn't care cause he loves it

Like after he gets ran over by a bull he likes going home and listening to how you got your nails done today and how you got 'JK' on them while you cuddle with him

It really brings him down to earth

He would love to go shopping with you

Though at first you would fight with him about paying because you had enough money to buy your own things but soon just let it happen cause you knew he wouldn't change his mind

Plus who doesn't like to be spoiled?

Johnny would love when you tried things on for him he would call it his own mini fashion show

Even though he thinks you look great in anything he still is iffy about the length of things...

"Whatda think Knox?"

"Baby you look great, really, but that skirt is no longer than half a ruler-"

But he would love picking out clothes for you, his favorite things to pick out for you being low rise jeans and cropped tank tops

But going back to him spoiling you...

I'm talking flowers, chocolate, clothes, ANYTHING.

He just loves seeing how excited you get :((

Even while he is away filming he would buy you stuff to surprise you when he gets home

"Hey Steve-o do ya think Yn would like this?"

Also when he is away filming he calls you as soon as he is finished filming for the day and tells you everything he did and you happily listen for hours until you both fall asleep on the phone

Weird side note but I feel like he has you keep random things in your purse for him??

Like lighters, chapstick, his sunglasses, really random things

You two 100% would match during red carpet events

Johnny always lets you pick your dress before he picks his suit though

A lot of your red carpet looks have probably been super popular with the press

The headlines in magazines probably say "See the outfits Johnny Knoxville and Yn Yl stole the carpet in once again!" or "See Johnny Knoxville's and Yn Yl's eye-catching matching look!" and maybe even "Johnny Knoxville and Yn Yl, the best dressed couple!"

Omg when you two go out and party with the Jackass guys it's always a good time

Even though Johnny thinks there is no reason for you to start getting ready at 7:25pm when you guys are leaving for the party till 11:30pm

But either way he always thinks you look great

Johnny could always be found near you no matter where you are

Whether it's standing outside of the bathroom to wait for you, sitting next to you with an arm around you, or him just standing behind you while you order something from the bar

But you usually love to dance at parties which isn't Johnny's strong suit...

So he happily watches as you dance with Chris (nothing handsy though) or one of your friends from the booth you guys claimed

You will usually come back and take a seat on Johnny's lap and he'll kiss the back of your neck

"You looked so good out there dancing doll."

But if a guy is flirting with you so god help him.

"You're a real pretty thing baby."

"Yeah and that 'real pretty things' boyfriend is going to rip ya a new ass if you don't back off."

When Johnny gets to drunk he will get handsy with you

Maybe even put a hand up your dress and with a drunken blush on his face tell you his hot you are

But when you drink too much you can get mouthy, which has led to Johnny having to throw you over his shoulder and walk you out of the bar while holding your heels in his free hand to avoid you getting into fights with men 10x bigger than you

When you go on set with him Johnny makes sure no one is messing with you

If someone even dares to they will have the worst week of their life coming for them

The guys think you're a sweetheart though so they never mess with you

But they do find it funny how whipped Johnny is for you

"Knoxville would probably lick the bottom of Yn's pink heels if she asked." -Bam 100%

You don't mind being on camera at all either, Johnny often seen having his arm tossed around you

But when something gross happens and your on set the camera crew was told by Jeff to pan the camera wherever you are

You just have the best reactions and Jeff thinks it's funny how you shake your hands and turn your head away while gagging

"Ew that's totally gross! Why the hell would you ever even!?"

Johnny loves to kiss you, your cherry chapstick is addicting to him

But he totally hates when you wear lip gloss, it's sticky and gross to him

"I'm not kissin' you when you have that shiny stuff on your lips Yn!"

"But why not :("

You shower him with kissed and hugs all the time though lip gloss or not

Johnny loves that pda is ok with you too, he loves everyone knowing your his and he's yours

Overall he would love dating a girly girl.

Ryan

You two met back in high school

Ryan was pretty known throughout the school for doing dumb things with his friends but you were known for being the cheer captain and dating a football player

But when you got your new classes and were sat next to Ryan you ended up dumbing your boyfriend for Ryan, even telling your ex boyfriend that cause you didn't think it would matter you left him for Ryan

But Ryan walked the halls of his school with his guard up high for the rest of his high school life because he didn't want to get jumped by the football team.

This man would LOVE dating a high maintenance girl

Like he just loves it for some reason?

He probably calls you Barbie cause he thinks you act like a human version of her

From the purses, nails, clothes, and shoes

But he totally loves it all

I feel like if you two moved into somewhere together it would be more your stuff than his

Like he simply wouldn't care what you did with the place because he just doesn't care

As long as he has room in the closet he really doesn't care

But this has caused the boys to make fun of his new crib...

"Have you seen Ryans place? He lives in a Barbie house, everything is pink and sparkly!"

Ryan loves when you two get to sit on the couch and watch stuff though

Only because when he lays on your chest you scratch his head with your long nails

He also loves when you two do face masks, he doesn't really care for it while it's on but he loves when he gets to sit on the toilet with you between his legs while you apply it and take it off

You get beard burn from Ryan bad cause you always are giving him kisses

Ryan has a favorite lip balm you use and it's strawberry

He loves the way it feels on his lips and the way it tastes

Though Ryan loves your chapsticks and lip balms he hates your lipstick

There has been countless times where Ryan and you will be making out and you push him off cause you remember you're wearing your expensive lipstick

Always gets him frustrated but he's learned to just let it go

But Ryan usually doesn't like bringing you out to party because he just doesn't want you to have to deal with all the drunk guys

But when he does once in a while your the center of attention

All the guys talking to you asking you about girly things and you happily talk to them

But you sadly are sometimes blind to see that they are flirting with you

"I went shopping the other day and found these super cute pair of underwear!"

"Really? What color are they?" - Probably Steve-o with a dumb smirk on his face

"They're my favorite color." - Ryan while shooting daggers at Steve-o

When you get brought on set you are most likely on Ryan's lap or have your arms wrapped around his arm

No one messes with you, no one wants to feel the wrath of Ryan and possibly Bam

One time Steve-o jokingly threw your new heels in the water and when you started crying Ryan was pissed

Steve-o ended up getting shot with a paintball gun Ryan found in a van 14 times and even got a hard slap in the back of the head

Ever since then no one has even dared to mess with you

That doesn't mean Ryan doesn't mess with you though

You have found a couple of large spiders placed in your purses by him or been thrown into lakes by him while on set

You probably yell at Ryan all the time to shower

You insist he smells bad and if he won't take a shower you drown him in your floral perfumes

Ryan has been told by Jackass members, crew members, fans, family, and even strangers that he smells like a girl

He likes it though, it let's everyone know he's taken

Probably got a random tattoo on his arm that reminds you of him

Maybe a bow or your favorite flower

When you showed him you thought it was really cool and sweet which only made Ryan love it more

When you go shopping and bring Ryan along he gives you honest criticism on outfits

"It kinda clashes with the belt don't you think?"

"It's cute but not with those shoes."

"That would look good with that skirt you have."

But if you dare to bring him into the dressing room with you expect a very handsy Ryan

"Just making sure the fabric is good honey."

"But Ryan that's my underwear, not the skirt."

You two have had a couple of quickies in dressing rooms

But overall he treats you like a princess cause he thinks you're a real life one :)

Bam

You two met during cky when Bam was kicking footballs at cars, when Bam hit your car with a ball you had turned around to go back cause who does that?

Bam was expecting some old guy to get out of the car yelling but when you stepped out in a short dress and heeled boots him, Dico, Ryan, and Chris were all shell-shocked

Bam was quick to begin apologizing you even saying they are filming for a movie where they pull pranks and that he would even give you money to fix the non-existent dent

You laughed it off though telling them it was fine and as long as there was no damage it's ok.

Out of the four boys who all wanted your number Bam was the only one with the balls to ask, and when he did he surprisingly got your number

Bam dating a high maintenance girl makes perfect sense to me

Cause he is kinda high maintenance too right???

But he EATS UP having a hot girly girl girlfriend

He even funds basically all of your shopping trips

Hell he even joins shopping with you!

Though you two have very, very, different styles

"Babe you'd look smoking in this!"

"But Bam it's so... dull... and not colorful..."

But he will go into your stores with you cause you go into his

Though he doesn't enjoy it when you take super long and ends up messing around with things

But when it comes to you trying things on he will sit quietly and wait for you to come out of the room

He always says everything you wear is cute which is sweet but expensive

His favorite store you go to though is any lingerie store ever

He picks out some things for you to try on and loves seeing all of them

"Do a spin for me, I wanna see it from ever angle."

"God you're so hot."

"You're totally getting that right?"

But when it comes to his room he gets mad when your pink blankets are out cause his room is supposed to be 'dark' and 'badass'

Ape always tells him to stop whining over one pink blanket

Also Ape and Phil ADORE you

Ape loves going shopping with you and even just baking with you, your like the daughter she's always wanted

Phil loves you cause you always yell at Bam when he's mean to him, which no one has done before

"Bam you're being a total dick for no reason at all! Stop it!"

"Sorry babe."

While filming Viva La Bam you were on film almost every episode because Bam wanted the whole world to know you were his

You were also the host for many of their stupid game shows, Bam even going the extra mile and buying you those fancy dresses hosts wear

Dico, Chris, and Ryan frequently flirted with you which always resulted in Bam hitting them or doing whatever he could think of

Poor Chris one time caught more than several pies to the face just for saying you looked pretty one day :(

But Bam never and I mean NEVER would prank you no matter if it was on Jackass or Viva La Bam

He doesn't even let you on the Jackass set cause he says it's quote, "Literal hell."

So you only go to premieres and things like that with him

Always dressed to impress too

We all know Bam loves being a bit extra at red carpets too so one time he had you shower him in dark pink lipstick kisses

His favorite photo of him on a red carpet is you kissing his cheek while he already had at least twenty other lipstick marks on his face while his cheeks were pink and he had a goofy smile on his face

I feel like you would model his skateboards for him?

Like since they are pink Bam thought it would be cool to have you hold them for photos since you love pink

Bam ended up going all out for the shoot and the photos were so good he made posters of you with them

Which sold out SUPER fast

He would be so excited to tell you :(((

"Yn! Babe! Your posters sold out already!"

Bam also would be very affectionate behind closed doors

Kisses, hugs, cuddling he loves it all

He also likes being the little spoon, but he made you swore to never tell

He likes laying his head between your thighs and hugging your leg while sleeping :,)

He also loves making out with you

But like the sloppy making out, the kind that leaves your lipstick smeared on your face and his along with his hair becoming a mess

I think he tries giving you hickeys but you quickly shove him off saying you don't want the bruises on your neck cause they would look bad on camera

This totally would make him grumpy

But Bam loves being high maintenance with his high maintenance girl!!!

[todayisyourturntolose]

Share pdude hcs??? 😈

ok soooo. idk if you mean one pdude in particular sooo imma do the basic ones! (p1,p2,p3,p4)

good lord it has been forever since ive been able to write down my hcs for these sillies, and i have a whole bunch so i'll put it under le cut :)

p1

-well versed in ASL, uses it in overwhelming situations

-sunglasses double as prescription lenses (i give this hc to basically all of the other dudes, but i think p1 would need glasses more than any of them)

-probably the smartest of the other dudes. essentially a polymath. if you ask him a question about almost anything, he'd probably give you a reasonable answer

-surprisingly good at drawing. does better with drawing portraits rather than full body. has a very scratchy and rough looking art style

-(technically canon bcuz of like, the war journal) writes in a journal (essentially a diary, but he'd rather die than call it that), mainly writes about his emotions and internal struggles, but sometimes writes about the other dudes and his experiences with them

-cannot go to sleep in silence. he's gotta have music on or some sort of background noise or else his mind starts to wander

p2

-physically can't stay in one place without moving. whether it be rocking in place, tapping his foot, or shifting his weight from one foot to the other, he's always making some sort of movement.

-actually pretty friendly to those around him. he just has a pretty short temper, getting easily agitated by things (or people) around him

-besides p1, probably the skinniest of all the dudes. mans is all bones compared to say p4 or p3

-champ is his emotional support animal. he's been through a lot, and champ is basically his only refresher from the hell he lives in

-strangely flexible...can slip through fairly small cracks and corners easily

-has a LOT of vocal stims. this mf meows whenever he sees a cat. he makes random noises to himself. he repeats things that he hears others say

p3

-got a surprisingly good amount of muscle on him. goes to the gym pretty often. definitely flexes whenever he gets the chance

-slight southern accent. very noticeable when he gets angry or when he talks fast. if you point it out to him, he'd probably get really embarrassed

-average r&b enjoyer. out of the blue, p1 once asked who luther vandross was, to which p3 gave an almost hour long lecture about the importance of r&b and why it's one of the best genres to date, why old r&b is miles better than new r&b, quizzing p1 on different artists, etc

-also an unironic country music enjoyer. he begs and pleads the other dudes to let him play just a little bit of johnny cash whenever he's offered the aux cord. maybe a bit of dolly parton. hell, probably some shania twain, if he's feeling bold.

-a fairly good singer. he's no freddie mercury, but to say he's horrible would be an overstatement. knows what songs are in his range, and which ones aren't. isn't really one to sing out loud in front of a lot of people, though. (one time, he sang to p1 in an attempt to calm him down during one of his moments. it worked, surprisingly :0)

p4

-one of the happiest dudes. at this point in his life, he's not nearly as violent as the others (he still has his moments, of course, but he's not one to just spontaneously go ham) and just sorta accepts things as they are

-a genre GOD. this man listens to pretty much everything. his favorite genres are funk, nu-metal (or metal in general), pop, and r&b (he and p3 bond over their fav artists)

-while champ is basically an emotional support animal to p2, to p4, champ is more of a service dog. he's getting older, which means he isn't able to do things as easily as he used to, so champ is there to fetch things for him and in general, just help him with daily tasks

-very confident with who he is. he isn't embarrassed by the things he does. he takes pride in being different.

-doesn't give himself labels when it comes to sexuality or gender. it's not that he's against it, he just prefers the idea of being unlabeled. (though, i personally hc him as being pansexual and transmasc. you go grandpa.)

-DAD BOD. a fair bita muscle, though. he's pretty strong compared to the other dudes.

-has an array of random talents. one day he'll just start juggling randomly and be like "oh, this? yeah, i picked it up a few years ago. nothing to write home about, to be honest."

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aaaaand that's all! sorry if it's a lot, i just rlly have a lot to say abt these goobers (and even more to say abt the dudes i didn't include!)

[whoredmode]

for the 4 headcanons ask game: Johnny Gat?

Send a character’s name to receive four different headcanons

johnny……i got two requests for him so i’ll answer in one if that’s cool w/ y’all

Headcanon A: there’s some NPC saints lines in sr1 that talk about johnny stealing aisha posters from them. i think at the start of sr1 their relationship has been going on for almost a year at this point and johnny is still kinda like a protective/jealous young boyfriend type so he’s stealing the posters in a “that’s MY girlfriend” way.

Headcanon A2: i’m doing a second one bc i just wanna bring it up bc it’s just a good detail. there’s a NPC line in sr2 where a guy asks “Gat doesn’t have any extra pain killers, does he?” i believe it’s for after he gets stabbed and is released from the hospital. it’s such a small but good detail bc like of course he’d have to be taking painkillers after that. so for like a week or two afterwards he’s on painkillers, hiding out in purgatory. i always pictured him being laid up in the bed in there and other saints/the lieutenants having to help him out. he hates it.

Headcanon B: he refuses to tell anyone that his sunglasses are prescription. the only person who knew was aisha and he swore her to secrecy. she only found out because she jokingly took his sunglasses off him and put them on to be cute but then everything was blurry and she was like ??? and johnny was like. okay lock the doors eesh what i’m about to tell you does not leave this room. if he ever has his sunglasses off for whatever reason he’s trying to play it off as best he can but he’s blind as hell

Headcanon C: he and aisha were as married as they could be in sr2. and he still wears his wedding ring even after her death. he never takes it off. he physically cannot bring himself to do it.

Headcanon D: again uh. my rewrites. but i do wanna say i think my headcanon of him doubting the saints kinda falls into this. the way the games write him kinda have him as this unwaveringly loyal saint forever which is true to an extent but also like. it’s way more interesting if he was visibly struggling with his faith in them. johnny feels as if the saints failed him and he doesn’t know what to do with that. what is he supposed to do? that’s why troy’s return in the srtt rewrite is so conflicting bc he tells himself he should be mad at him and he targets all his anger at him but. he’s dodging the larger issue. anyway uhhh he considers faking his death at the start of the srtt rewrite but he doesn’t go through with it. so he has to live and face everything that’s happened. but ultimately he comes out the other side, a little more healed than before :’)

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Some of my Boss's looks throughout the years and some stuff about the games/eras they represent.

This is really some stuff I wanted to put in a post with her outfits over the years but that has yet to get made, so... LR-TB:

1. Year: 2006, Age: 15, almost 16. Pseudonym: Didn't think of that yet! Just Casey Clark.

Baby Casey! Near the start of Saints Row.  Wannabe goth with no fucking money. Likes trading cards. Hates everything. Barely talks. Those gold studs were one of the first things she bought when she got a little cash because she wanted something gold like the other Saints. She struggled to fit her sister's hand-me-downs once she hit 5'9", so she started getting hand-me-downs from her friend Mori who was the same age as her but also tall which is why she only has 'boys' clothes. She does get herself a new look once she takes over the Saints.

2. Year: 2009, Age: 19. Pseudonym: Patient 309; Leader of the Saints, Highly Dangerous.

Well yep obviously she's in the coma, still breathing through a tube, still undergoing surgery for internal and external injuries. Plastic surgery is reasonably in line with what you see in the game; ridiculously good. Once all her treatment is finished she doesn't have a great deal of visible scarring, the odd bit on her stomach and arms. Overgrown hair. Overgrown eyebrows.

3. Year: 2011, Age: 21, Pseudonym: Emma to start with, but eventually everyone just starts calling her Boss.

Saints Row 2. Out of the coma! One of the first things she does after she and Johnny get to the hideout is dye her hair purple (that's why it's a bit shit lol). Has decent money for clothes but still dresses like she's in 2006. ANGERY would be an understatement. Finally old enough to drink legally. Needs to drink and smoke to deal with life in general. Gets to play with makeup a little.

4. Year: 2014, Age: 23/24, Pseudonym: Just Boss. Blake Olivia Saint on the credit cards bc she's cheesy.

Saints Row The Third. Suspects she's being watched. Is correct. Likes the money and power of the Saints being a recognised brand, already fed up of the fame. Made Pierce the face of the Saints pretty quickly after almost punching someone on her first Saint's flow shoot. The hoodie is Saints branded. The sunglasses are Saints branded. The earrings are diamonds now tyvm. Finally getting therapy. Less violent, just as traumatised.

5. Year: 2016, Age: 25/26, Pseudonym: Erica V. Saint.

During the SRIV 5 year gap; 1 year after disabling the nuke. You know what's way worse than feeling watched? Feeling controlled. When she fell through the White House roof a year ago it all seemed like a fun idea, running for President. Now she has to actually take other people's advice or risk failure. She doesn't feel as in charge as she used to. You can see she has styled waves in her hair not her natural wave. She does like the business attire. She doesn't enjoy being told she can't dye her hair or wear her makeup how she wants.

6. Year: 2020, Age: 29, Pseudonym: President, then Emperor.

Saints Row IV. By this point the reflects some of the freedoms she acquires once she actually becomes President. More ear piercings, more tattoos including the fleur-de-lis on her neck, dyeing her hair again (she changes up the colour every month or so) wearing the makeup she wants to again. The Saints who lived in the white house all got their tattoos in the last four years, too. She stops wearing gold jewellery as she has her gold pistol.

7. Year: 2022, Age: 31, Pseudonym: Emperor, or at this point, just Casey/Cass as everyone knows.

She wears casual clothes a little more by 2020. This is her towards-the-end-of-my-fanfic "a woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life" haircut. She gets it dyed purple but it quickly fades to blue. I couldn't resist putting her in fishnet again. Finally admits she's not immune to love. On the verge of invading the new planet.

[crimsonblackrose]

Actually kind of love the villain music and slow mo for what I assume is our female sensei...though should we be calling her something other than sensei because that’s Japanese? (ngl totally thought it was the start of the grinch theme and was like ah Silver. for the first cord for some reason 😂) I love that she’s like uhhhh no Kreese, this was last minute, and them comes with what 5 burly dudes.

The alternative title to Cobra Kai season 5, Terry Silver and the search for a partner. 😅 Terry Silver just out here looking for love in all the wrong people for his global domination plan. I thought for sure Silver broke Daniel’s arm. But it looks like he’s just sort of bruised and sore. the shiner sunglasses combo call back. Awww Devon liked karate so much she stuck with it and moved to Topanga. Oh no. So what’s the next All Valley going to be? Just Cobra Kai versus Cobra Kai? Can there be an All Valley if Silver buys out all the dojos? Poor Topanga karate. They used to create winners. Walking oil spill I bet Amanda does not know about Dynatox...but that’s still pointed enough.

Chozen and Johnny against Daniel will be fun. I don’t think I’ve heard 시작 pronounced in such a...calm way. I usually here it in 시작! But maybe that was the way my coworkers worked. 😅 And now I realize part of my classrooms were done in dojang style. Which if we’re doing Korean now then shouldn’t she be Sah Bah Nim or one of the Korean titles instead of sensei which is Japanese?

I’m also shocked Devon is still there in her Topanga gi.

I was not expecting Devon and Tory bonding but I’m here for it. However I miss her hanging out with Johnny. YES Johnny and Chozen talking about how awful they were. It’s delightful. But also important to realize what awful people they were. Chozen I’m so sorry that you have to keep these fools in line. Johnny wanting to jump in after Devon makes sense. And I appreciate that he cares when he sees them. But it’s like a baby’s object permanence. When they’re not around he’s not worried but as soon as he sees them and sees them in danger.... Subtitles are going to confuse me so much when she says things in Korean. The romanization is off. 🙃 Not to mention the pronunciation of some things are throwing me off. I’m use to 시작  sounding like CEASAR! Maybe it was the province I was in. 😂 I was kind of hoping we’d seen Devon run straight into Johnny and Chozen.

Doc I think you’re wrong about Kreese but we can agree to disagree. Oh man I was not expecting baby Johnny. Is that an actor or creepy CGI thing?

Again to Johnny’s throat. Sir how do you even talk any more?

Chozen and Johnny working together is my fav. I kind of love her not knowing what Daniel looks like so she thinks  American= Daniel.  😂 “You bark like your blonde dog.” “I do more than bark.” Johnny what are you saying? Lol it took 2 of you to knock one down and you want to go up against 7. Johnny, Chozen. No. You know when I was first looking at the promo pictures for this season I saw Johnny in his soft hoodie and thought damn that looks familiar....and now he’s in a reddish one. Johnny are you stealing Miguel clothes? I swear these sweaters look like Miguels.

T_T He never did anything to Mr. Miyagi’s room and never went in there. Oh man. How did that work with all those teenagers hanging around? Uhhhh if you haven’t been in that room for so long then how the hell is that bonsai still alive? I love Chozen’s jump to do things. He is gasoline, a weapon, he will fight everyone, he wants to be the monster. And I love that Amanda has gotten use to him and is just like yes hon you would be a great monster but not what I need you for. Anthony was bad for what he did to Kenny but what Kenny and Kyler and co did was disgusting.

Chozen out here giving them all a home ec raise an egg project. Essentially the same lesson Johnny gave but rather than take or against each other it’s protect. I want Devon to be a mole for Miyagi do. Kyler thinks he’s #1...because he’s the only one whose left except Tory. The turnover rate in Cobra Kai is... a lot.

Listen Johnny shouldn’t be there. He’s not really...healed from what Kreese has done to him.

MY COUSIN VINNY REFERENCE! HECK YEAH!

Chozen out here just having a great time and I’m here for it. No one is getting hurt. He’s just playing a kids game. I love it. I don’t remember but didn’t he say when Daniel was visiting Okinawa that he taught kids? Dude’s shining like a star right now. Trickster uncle type. Demetri...I know you said madman using weapons but you did not see the gentle way he tapped out Anthony’s egg. He’s no where near as dangerous to you as Kreese was or heck even Johnny. Okay I like that, that to the kids Chozen is a combo of Johnny and Daniel. I also like that Anthony is trying and Chozen’s little proud smile as he cooks eggs.  They needed this protective team work exercise for so long. Because Johnny and Daniel didn’t try to get them to work together. Not really right? Just tried to teach their way and didn’t work on any team building or rebuilding of burnt bridges. Kenny out here gaining confidence and literally using his fellow students as a spring board while Tory and Devon are learning friendship and bonding. Kyler a follower yes man is sadly your best spot to be.

What a weird design for Korea. I mean I could be wrong but those are supposed to be onggi right? I’ve never seen white ones. AHA! I was wondering if there’d be a world tournament! NICE!

😂Daniel you’ve spent too much time with Johnny. Unless Johnny wrote that.

[marvelous-imagines]

Johnny and danny fighting over the same girl but quietly because she doesn't like violence.

Sorry it took like a freaking year to get this written. I accidentally lost my account but found it again lol.

But on the bright side, Heres your Fic lol.

Also you didn't quite specify which boy this fic would be for so I went with my man Johnny, Daniel is her friend tho who obviously has a crush on her.

Warnings: Jealous Johnny and Daniel, Some mild curse words. Fluff.

Pairing: Johnny x F! reader

Johnny watches from afar, The words spewing from his group of friends mouths unheard by him as all his focus is on you. Watching with envious eyes as you laugh at whatever the larusso boy said.

Johnny has had his eyes set on you the moment you accidentally bumped into him one day after school, Your eyes staring into his own so apologetically while you stumbled over your own words of how clumsy you were. He thought then that you were simply adorable, Not to mention that you were also, In his exact words to his friends, A total hot babe. Though Johnny always walked and talked with such confidence with others, He found himself nervous around you for some reason, Flirtatious words dying on his tongue the moment he strides over to you. He is helpless when it comes to trying and ask you out on a date.

A sharp jab to his ribs has Johnny breaking out of the trance you always seem to put him, His blue eyes falling on Tommy with a glare.

“What the hell was that for? you Dick” Johnny grumbles to his friends who all watch him with big grins.

“Stop gawking at her and go talk! You aren't gonna snag a date with her by watching her like a creep” Tommy said while leaning against a locker, Arms crossed while Johnny looks back at you, Once again leaning closer to the Larusso boy and smiling so beautiful at him, It made Johnny feel angry that your beautiful smile is directed at that dweeb and not him.

Johnny sighs and looks back at his friends, “From the looks of it, That little nerd over there already snagged her” Johnny said while trying not to let his saddened expression show, Thankfully it didn't or if it did his friends didn't say anything.

“That's never stopped you before! And besides, Y/n and larusso are only friends Johnny boy! You still have a chance with the babe” Dutch said trying to give Johnny a boost of positivity.

Johnny looks back at larusso and You and smiles a little, He'd make you his, No matter what it takes....

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You were sitting on the beach doing some of your homework, The sun bright making you wish you would have brought your sunglasses today. You often prefer doing your homework outside so you don't feel cooped up all day, You liked sitting on the beach to do it because it is always peaceful, Even though the sand would become annoying as it blew onto your books and papers occasionally. You were waiting for your two friends to arrive to do homework together, Johnny and Daniel.

As you squint your eyes and try blocking the sun out with one hand while holding your book with the other, Even though the large math book laid in your lap as well, You sigh out of frustration. Until two figures plops down beside you.

“Hey Y/N” Two voices say at once. You look up and on each side sat your two friends, Johnny on your left and Daniel on your right. You don't notice how the boys glare at each other, The sun blinding.

“Hello Johnny, Hello Daniel. What brings you two here?” You say with a sweet smile, Looking at both of them as you still use your hand to block the sun from your eyes.

Johnny holds up a pair of sunglasses, “Thought you could use these” Johnny said with little cheeky grin, Holding them out to you. You take them and thank him.

“Your too sweet Johnny, Thank you—

As you put them on, A hand grasping your arm and turning you around interrupted you. Looking at Daniel with a quirked brow, He holds out a pair of sunglasses.

“Vipers? Oh c'mon those don't look nearly as stylish as the my aviators” Daniel takes the sunglasses Johnny gave you of and puts his on you.

“Oh—Well thank you, Both of you” You giggle and fold Johnny's sunglasses up and place them down beside you.

“My sunglasses are better to block out the sun, Those Aviators or simply for style, And they don't even look nearly as cool as vipers” You giggle at Johnnys grumbled words, Placing a hand on his shoulder.

“How about instead of arguing about sunglasses we actually do our homework” You say while looking to both of them.

“Oh c'mon, It's a beautiful day and we're at the beach. How about we enjoy it while it lasts and do homework later?” Johnny is already standing up and offering you his hand.

“Oh really mature Lawrence, Homework is far more important than goofing off, Right Y/N?” Daniel huffs, And you find yourself pondering this, Though the homework does need to be done, Johnny had a point. You have been studying for quite a long while before they arrived.

Taking his hand, He helps you stand up with a large grin. Smugly staring down at Daniel. “We can finish later, Let's enjoy this beautiful day!” You say, Causing Daniel to roll his eyes but smile none the less and stand up.

You take off running towards the volleyball net and begin asking Johnny's group of friends he came here with if you can borrow their ball. Daniel and Johnny both glaring at each other.

“What's your problem, Lawrence? Why are you even here?” Daniel snaps at the blonde man.

“My problem? Your the dweeb who shouldn't be here, Y/N asked me to study with her and that's what I came here to do, Your just getting in the way” Johnny snarled at Larusso, Glaring down at him. Johnny was hoping that you and him would be alone so he could ask you out, Though that's proving to be difficult with Larusso obviously trying to do the same thing.

“Y/N was my friend first, So back off and just leave before I end up making you leave” Daniel threatened even though he usually tried and kept a level mind. His Jealousy is getting the best of him.

Johnny scoffs, “What? Are you going to try and kick my ass in front of her? Gotta remember Larusso she doesn't exactly like violence” Johnny smiles smugly and starts backing away from him. Daniel closes his mouth and looks down at Johnnys words, It's true, The two couldn't even argue without her getting upset with them both.

“By the end of the day, She's going to be my girl Larusso” Johnny then turns around and jogs over to where you stand waving them over.

Daniel glares at Johnny, “We'll see about that Lawrence” He grumbles to himself before joining you both.

You hold the volleyball and stand on one end of the net, Johnny and Daniel on the other end. “We need another player, Hey Tommy get ever here!” Johnny waves his friend over, The brown haired man jogging over before looking to Johnny questioningly.

“Why don't you team up with Larusso while me and—

“Nope! Me and Y/N are volleyball teammates, We always team up together for this game” Daniel moves to be beside you, Slinging a arm around your shoulders while smiling down at you.

You give Johnny a apologetic smile, “Sorry Johnny, Me and Daniel are the undefeated champions at this game” You giggle when Daniel ruffles your hair. You did want to team up with Johnny, Your little crush on the tall blonde blooming into something much more, But you couldn't let your best friend Daniel feel left out by not teaming up with him.

Tommy walks to be standing on the other end of the net with Johnny as your game starts, You successfully earning you and Daniel one point. The match becoming more competitive between Johnny and Daniel as you and Tommy were just having fun, Though you were oblivious to the competition between Daniel and Johnny. As Johnny scores a point by hitting the ball pass Daniel, You laugh with glee at his little victory screech. Tommy rolling his eyes, Though Daniel wasn't laughing, Especially since he laid on the sand ground because he quite literally jumped trying to hit the ball.

Seeing you laugh alongside Johnny and Tommy at the blondes victory made Daniel feel angry, His fist balling up as he stood up and grabs the ball. Ready for another game.

“One more game, That was just a warm up” Daniel stands in position and yoy cock your head at him upon seeing him looking so... Upset. Usually he was smiling and giddy, Innocent brown eyes always sparkling with excitement. But now they were dark and stormy, His serious expression almost concerning.

Johnny scoffs at Daniel and shakes his head, “C'mon larusso, Don't be a sore loser, Y/N looks tired of this game anyway—

“I'm not being a sore loser!” Daniel exclaimed and you quirk a brow at his frustration.

“What's wrong Daniel? Your not acting like yourself” You place a hand on his shoulder but he shrugs you off and felt deflated. Daniel didn't stand a chance did he? You have always been sweet on Johnny and Daniel would always just be the friend in your eyes. Daniel felt anger wash over him as he threw the ball up in the air and hits it toward Johnny who hardly was paying attention at all.

“I just wanna play another game!”

Daniel didn't expect the ball to hit Johnny in the face, Knocking him down with a groan of pain. Daniel felt his heart plummet to his stomach when he heard your gasp, Seeing you run to Johnny's side and cradling his face in your hands.

Your eyes widen when you see his nose bleeding, Your hands carefully looking over the redness of his face from the impact of the ball.

“Johnny...you need ice on this, C'mon and I'll get you some from my house, It's closer” You say while helping him up, Tommy snickering at the scene but glares at larusso.

“What the hell were you thinking Daniel? He wasn't even paying attention and you served the ball” You said surprisingly calm to Daniel who looks at his feet. “We'll study tomorrow, For now I'm going to help Johnny with his injured nose”

You had a arm wrapped around Johnny's middle as you walk pass Daniel who doesn't say a word, Guilt eating away at him and his foolish behaviors. Johnny looks at Daniel over his shoulder and smirks, Daniel glaring at the blonde before kicking the sand.

Meanwhile at your house, You sat Johnny down on your porch steps, Holding a ice pack to his nose, Free hand holding his face gently while you look at the bruising already forming across the bridge of his nose.

“I can't believe Daniel would do something like this, I'm sure he didn't mean too but—

“Eh it's fine, I've delt with worse before” Johnny said while placing a hand over your own that rests on his cheek. “Besides, I don't mind when I got a hot babe nursing me back to health” Johnny said with a little lazy grin.

You blush at his words and giggle, “Oh so I'm a hot babe?” You tease him, Moving the ice pack to cheek if the swelling went down some.

“Of course you are, Which reminds me” He takes the ice pack from you and holding it against his sore nose. “Would you like to go out sometime? Like on a date?” He asks while looking at you hopefully, He couldn't bare the thought of rejection.

But you move the ice pack once again and place a soft kiss on his nose, Careful not to hurt him as you smile. “I'd love to Johnny” You say before leaning your head on his shoulder while his arm wrapped around you.

Johnny felt elated, His heart pounding in his chest with excitement, He would plan out the perfect date for you, His perfect girl.

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[warmau]

☆ [nostalgic] summer romance!au ten another late birthday au (again) but hey ten time :3 find others here: johnny | haechan | taeil | taeyong | mark | jaemin | yangyang | yuta | sicheng | chenle | kun | yukhei | doyoung | jaehyun | jungwoo

not knowing what to say isn't a foreign feeling to you, yet when you come face to face with ten outside his apartment on this summer morning, you are almost too petrified to even string a sentence together

he's really just........leaving

ten shines a big smile and from the open door you hear kun's exasperated voice asking why in the world ten is packing up his entire existence for a program that's going to last two months

"you look nervous"

ten jokes first, running a hand through his dark hair which he's spent the colder months growing out

"im the one going to a different country and yet you look like you might turn green"

his laughter tickles you and you force yourself out of the weird, frozen feeling, for his sake

"im not nervous - it's just this is our first summer apart since what, highschool?"

ten leans against the frame of his door and lets kun scuttle past him with a scowl

yangyang and hendery bounce after him with ten's insane amount of luggage

"yeah but it's two months, not two decades. plus....you know how much ive always wanted to do this."

right. and here you are being selfish.

"of course, i mean it's literally the birthplace of ballet."

"technically that's italy, but france is a close second."

"i hate you"

ten pulls you into his arms before you register that this is your goodbye hug

"i'll miss you too."

kun drives everyone to the airport, he complains and cries the most.

sicheng gives you a knowing look when ten takes your wrist in his hand and tucks your arm between his.

you ignore the look, and focus on ten. on him. and then - when the switchboard pops up his flight info - he gives a bubbly and excited

"ive gotta go!"

and then summer starts, just as he's gone

"so when are you going to tell him you're in love with him."

sicheng brings the big gulp he stole from hendery up to his lips and you keep your eyes closed behind your sunglasses

"sorry, yukhei's not my type."

"you know im not talking about yukhei."

you dig your fingers into the sand beside your towel, the beach is already so noisy so you pretend you don't hear sicheng, but you still feel him looking.

you guess a part of it is true, you love ten. who doesn't?

is that the core of the issue then, that ten is so available and loveable and charming, that it makes him also unattainable?

or at least, unattainable to you.

you hear your phone buzz inside your bag and sicheng is being dragged into the water by the rowdy rest of your friend group

it could be a text from ten?

your mind excites, but you put out that fire

it's probably just spam.

ten does text and even video call the first two or so weeks while he's away

you get blurry photos of food at cafes and the eiffel tower, random fancy looking dogs being walked on the small, cramped streets

ten's connection is kind of bad - but he still gleams through the fuzzy facetime camera as he shows you around the room the dance academy has provided

pangs of his happiness and excitement seep into you

and then there's the first sign of worry comes knocking and twirling through his door

a group of other dancers, all beautiful and strong, asking ten - from the limited amount of french you catch - if he's done, they're waiting for him to go to a show with them

ten gives you a scattered, quick goodbye. he says he'll video call again.

all you get is an update text almost five days later that has no pictures attached just a;

im ok - by the way i totally miss eating hot chips with you at midnight. ive had like a banana smoothie and that's it.

sicheng and kun are the first to pick up on the shift, you are quietly withdrawing to yourself

nothing makes you laugh

ten doesn't reply to your question about what the paris metro looks like, actually he doesn't even read it

kun nearly tugs hendery's ear red when he shares a snap story of ten pressed cheek to cheek with his new dancer friends in front of the louvre when you're in the same room

the thing is you are not jealous of any of them.

you don't go around trying to find their facebooks, clicking on their instagram profiles, comparing you and them.

you are just sad to your bones that they will understand ten in such a way that no matter how long you two have been friends

you will never, truly know

"you're his best friend"

sicheng reasons on the phone as you stare up at the wall above your desk, littered in old pictures and clippings and your gaze catches on the ticket stub from ten's first-ever solo dance performance

it had been a talent show in highschool.

it had been the first time you saw ten perform outside the corner of his cramped bedroom or the glimpse you caught meeting up with him outside the dance academy

he's in paris, he's with people who love it so much more than i do - they love dancing like he loves dancing.

i cannot understand that.

"i think you were right sicheng."

"im always right."

i do love him. when am i going to tell him?

you hang up after sicheng has his i told you so moment and stare at your screen

a notification flashes across the screen and it's a text from ten

the trains here are blue. i miss you.

you want to reply right away, so you open the message and start typing

i miss you too. actually, i think i finally understand why people who are in love are so hurt when they're suddenly left without their other half and ten you are my o-

you delete the sentence and make a face

nice. i miss you too.

you don't send it - or at least you forget to because your fingers are shaking and you exit out of the messaging app before checking

abandoning your phone, you turn on your side and stretch your hand out to reach the edge of the bed

there's enough space between you and it for someone to fit, so you remember the countless times ten has laid there

smiling and laughing and tickling your face with his sleeping breath

you can't even recall a conversation because there have been hundreds

suddenly you feel a warmth creep up your skin

hundreds of opportunities to tell him - and each time i chose to be a coward.

"you should write him a letter."

"this isn't a movie, what - you think im going to write a letter and he'll jump on the first plane from france to come to my side?"

sicheng cocks an eyebrow as if to say it is a possibility

"no. im not writing a letter. i'll suck it up and confess when he comes back."

you somehow end up writing a letter.

maybe because you really do want to just send a long text spilling your mushy, soft, pink feelings

but you know that's just not what ten deserves

he deserves (and you do too, but you won't admit this) a face to face confession

so you start retelling the moments that flutter up in your heart whenever you think about him

how he makes the room brighter when he's in it, how he dances with every bone, joint, muscle in his body - how he approaches it with no inhibition and true devotion that paints its way across his face when he practices, how he fits perfectly into the hole that grows more massive every day you don't see him

standing there across the hall - coffee in hand, gym bag with his scuffed dance shoes

by the time you're finished - the letter is longer than you imagine. there are parts crossed and scribbled out, repetitive thoughts, and stupid little comments and metaphors that compare ten to flowers or clouds or anything else pretty in nature

you cringe at yourself, but you do feel better

it could be your outline for when the time to actually tell him comes.

you shove the papers into an envelope, write ten's name and the address of his parisian dance academy just for the irony

and then make the mistake of letting it sit on your desk

in a matter of days, it has been swallowed by a bunch of other papers and trinkets

and when you're rushing around your room trying to get ready for another adventure to the beach - sicheng clinks the lollipop against his teeth and fishes it out - curious at the stamp

"do you want me to mail this?"

he asks and you're trying to find those sunglasses you literally just bought and grumble that sure, whatever - you'll meet him out by kun's car.

halfway to the beach, you turn in horror from the passenger seat to look at sicheng in the back

your eyes like saucers and a tremor in a voice

"wait. what did you ask me back in my room?"

sicheng's big smile is red from the candy, "your letter to ten."

and there comes the second pang of dread and worry that takes the overwhelming shape of your summer

oh my god - oh my god - maybe the letter won't even make it. i mean it's a letter to france....it'll take at least a month to get there. wait - it probably didn't even have a stamp on it. oh god maybe the address was totally off and some poor stranger is about to be subjected to my very incoherent feelings.....

every day you look at your phone and there's no texts or emails or anything from ten

his social media has gone quiet too

you throw your dignity down a well and ask all your friends if they've heard from him and they all scratch their heads and say no, it's been maybe a week since they did

your stress then turns from your love letter to a possibility that ten is in trouble

he kind of thrives from attention so it is very weird that he's so off-grid

you decide finally, on the day that it's been exactly a month and one day since he was gone, to call

you hover over the facetime button - should i text him first?

with a yelp, you nearly drop and crack your screen when ten's name flashes across the screen

you settle your breathing and tell yourself he hasn't gotten the letter, there's no way - since when has snail mail been efficient?

you answer and are about to ask what's up when ten waves something into the camera

"i got your letter."

maybe you go into rigor. because ten's eyebrows knit and he asks if your connection is ok, you aren't saying anything

you don't know if it's just because you miss him so much that you're able to drag yourself back into consciousness or because you are curious, in the depths of your mind, what his reaction will be

"o-oh. right- i-"

ten frowns and you think it's coming. the rejection is coming.

"is that why you didn't answer my text? you sent the letter instead?"

"your text?"

"yeah, i said i missed you and you read it and never responded."

a peek of a smile stretches on his pretty, bare face

"i never thought you were so romantic to send a letter."

something burns on your skin but you just try to make sure your hand holding the phone doesn't shake

"im not - i just, it was dumb sicheng said i should write it because - i don't know. he's the romantic, blame him."

"you're the one that said i could make a shy tulip open its petals with my laughter."

"oh god"

that smile turns into a grin

"and that my dancing manages to cast a spell on you."

you hide your expression by turning your face

"are you going to re-read the whole thing to me?"

"should i, you're so poetic."

"don't make fun of me."

your voice is serious this time, small and huddled, because you mean it

worse than being told he doesn't feel the same is to be ridiculed for holding him in your heart like this for so long

"im not making fun of you, the letter is beautiful."

you still can't look at him, it's so ten to be kind before he's cruel

"i could never write something like that - so i thought i would just call you and say it."

you don't need to love song yourself into telling me you just see me as a friend

"i love you."

your head whips back so fast your phone drops and you curse and ten can't help but laugh

"sorry, sorry -what did you say?"

he runs a hand through his dark hair, the lighting in his room is dim and illuminates him perfectly

a large white t-shirt engulfs his slender shoulders as he sits up against the wall

"i love you. i know it's corny to confess over facetime, but im guessing it's more forgivable than text?"

a bubble bursts in your stomach and it makes you feel lightheaded and inhumanely blissful all at once

"i love you too."

"more then friends right, because your letter had this part about kissing im very interested in."

you bite back your lip and nod, both embarrassed that he'd bring that part up too but also seeing ten - your close friend, your secret love - talk about kissing you

makes some of the neurons in your body go haywire

"good, i seriously was scared you might have been pranking me with thi-"

"i would never. im not hendery."

"oh how are they, ive been super busy with the practice for a review so i haven't talked to anyone."

another thing you love about him, he keeps everyone in. he leaves none of his friends behind. he pretends like he couldn't have a care in the world, but he cares more than anyone else.

"he's ok, he almost crashed kun's car yesterday."

ten shrugs, "expected."

and like that - everything is still somehow the same. there is no awkward phase after you've talked about your feelings for each other at all.

because your love doesn't come as a one hit punch because ten is beautiful, although he is to an unfair degree

it comes from the experience of being around him. having so much of him. maybe even getting a little addicted.

you do talk more on the phone, no more long pauses even though ten's practices get more grueling and you tell him to take his time to rest

but he's sweaty on the practice room floor - texting you - telling you everything is sore but the thought of seeing you soon makes it all better

it's three days before ten is scheduled to fly back that he has his review and you are biting your fingernails waiting for him to tell you about it

when you get a youtube link at like three in the morning - you click it and someone has recorded ten's performance

somehow, he looks more graceful than you've ever seen him

a new text comes in when it's almost done

'i think i did well - can i get a reward?'

'you'll get a really good one when you're home'

he sends a winking emoji and you can't fall asleep after because you wonder what he's expecting, you'd meant a kiss - had he meant more?

you wouldn't mind that at all.

xiaojun is being pulled away from the conveyer belt by kun and hendery is asking sicheng for a sip of his starbucks as you all wait for ten's plane to land in the airport lobby

you two have not told anyone - mostly because you know there will be endless questions you won't have answers too and sicheng might literally never let you live it down

so you wait for ten to be here so you can suffer together

you see the gates from his flight open and sicheng mutters that you look like you're going to pop like a goddamn balloon

for once in your life, you don't snide back at him, folding your hands in front of you and tippy-toeing to see over the crowd

and then, like seeing him for the first time all the years ago when you first met, ten comes out

hendery and xiaojun try to go for a running jump, but the older members hold them back because everyone can sense whats coming

you dash toward him and ten doesn't stay still either - you two collide so hard it almost hurts, but you don't care at all

ten's duffel bag falls over his shoulder and your hands are wrapped around his neck before he can even say your name

it's a first kiss that couldn't be more characteristically fit for you

sweet, big smiles tasted on lips, and interrupted by none other than your group of friends gasping in a symphony of shock

except for sicheng - he knew

ten tastes like you imagine he would taste, maybe because in smaller ways you've already had doses of the sunshine that radiates off him before

he keeps his hands wrapped around your waist as he looks down into your eyes

"mon amour"

"is that really all you learned in france?"

"ummm yeah, i don't know how to say let's get out of here and back to my place even though im pretty sure someone said that to me at some point."

you pout, "don't try to make me jealous."

"never!"

ten chuckles as you press your face into his neck and hug him close

the only way you get pulled apart is because someone (kun) reminds you all you're still at the PUBLIC airport

the drive back is a frenzy and everyone wants to know everything and not about just you two - because you're "two" now - but about france and traveling and ten's dancing

like you'd sensed - nothing has really changed

just this time, your fingers are locked in tens. and the warmth you longed for in silence is suddenly all out in the open.

funnily enough, you and ten don't ever write letters to each other again.

ten just doesn't like writing - it takes too much sitting down

and you are horrified everytime he fishes your love confession out of the memory box and dangles it above your head as leverage

it's how he convinced you into adopting the first cat. now you two have three.

so when you and him are deciding the best way to let all your friends know about your upcoming event you cross out mailed invitations

"we can make an email list."

your legs are thrown over his thighs on the sofa and he's resting the laptop on you them

"let's just make an instagram post: wedding in our backyard on thursday - you're invited."

ten pinches his nose

"we are not having a backyard wedding. we could not fit everyone in my dance company into it anyway."

you play with your engagement band and sigh

"fine, fine. what about.....we just call everyone and tell them. if we call kun right now he'll let all of the world know by the end of the week."

ten agrees with a hum, but then starts typing and you lean over to see

"bulk wedding invites? you're giving in?"

he closes the laptop and tosses it to the side, easily and gently pushing you down onto your back to hover over you with a small content sound

"i am. but we don't even have to write the letters - some company will do it for us."

his lips are inches from yours and all of a sudden you're young again - waiting to kiss him for the first time at that airport

"you know we'll still have to write vows right."

he is about to kiss you, he's so close and your eyes are closing

"i'll just read your letter outl-"

"TEN NO!"

he laughs, laughs until he finally does kiss you and then laughs again when he pulls back - the overflowing amount of love that exists in that moment is potent

you tell him to get over that old thing, but he shakes his head

"never, when again in all the lives i live is someone going to say i could make a shy tulip open its petals with my laughter?"

[yutahoes]

Different

(Fourth Part)

pairing : Yuta Nakamoto x Y/N

word count : 3.6k words

genre : fluff, angst

The last part of Different. 

One - Two - Three - Four

Yuta was staring at the coffee cup in front of him. Today is the day Y/N and Haru are going to New York, with Doyoung. Although he knew their flight details, he doesn’t want to go to the airport or it might just break him. It might be the last time he can see his son. The last time there’s a connection between him and Y/N. So instead of staying in Korea, where he can stop them, he flew to Japan days before.

The chair moved followed by a screeching sound that made him look at the girl occupying the chair in front of him. "You look stressed," Mika commented while removing her sunglasses and placing her bag on the chair beside her. "Where’s Y/N? Haru?" 

He smiled. Funny, she would ask that. “They’re going to New York.” He mumbled then drank the contents of the glass. 

Mika asked why and he shared about the procedure and the high chance that Haru can get treated in another country. “And you just let them go?” The question startled Yuta. “Your son is sick, his mom must be stressed out right now and his dad just abandoned them.” She continued with a scoff. 

"I don't know what to do, Mika. I'm really lost." He confessed. “I can’t do anything to save him. And everyday becomes harder. I’m scared that one day, Haru will be gone.”  

"Because you're always such a coward, Yuta" She claimed that made him look at her. What? "You're scared to get hurt. Isn't that the reason why you married me? Because you're scared that my parents might hurt you if you don't fulfill my promise. Look at us, we're not even happy with each other." Yuta nodded, that might be the case. "Isn't that the reason why you never told Y/N your feelings?"

The guy glared at him and Mika just looked happy at what she claimed. “If it’s hard for you, then what about Y/N? She doesn’t want you to save your child, she wanted you to be there for your child.” Yuta smiled. Mika makes sense and it amazes him that the girl he protects when they were young is telling him these things. “Go to them. I never divorced you just to be miserable like this.” 

“Thank you, Mika.” 

The girl smiled. “Don’t thank me. You should have been with her from the start so please, tell her that you’re in love with her since junior year and that Haru isn’t a mistake.” Yuta chuckled, nodding at her. “I have another meeting but here’s a present for you, it might help cure Haru.” She handed him an envelope before leaving the coffee shop. 

Yuta brushed his hair when he read the contents of the paper. A way to cure Haru. He does need to go to New York. 

But New York is a huge place, he thought. How can he find them in this place? The answer came when he accidentally saw Doyoung while searching for hospitals. The only conversation they had was when Haru introduced the two of them, he didn’t know that he was dating Y/N back then. Now, it feels awkward to be in front of another guy who liked the girl you love. “Haru will be doing a chemotherapy session here and then they might go back to Korea and continue the treatment.” The doctor's voice became quieter, “He might not live for a year.”  

Yuta nodded. So his son’s sickness is that severe already? He was aware that cancer in his blood is spreading to his body, the reason why chemo is essential to help him survive. But less than a year to live? Haru is still young. He can still do a lot of things in his life. Y/N might have a lot of dreams for him. Yuta handed an envelope to Doyoung and waited until he can digest the information written on the paper, “Will this save Haru?” 

“Giving him a sibling?” Doyoung asked then nodded. “It’s a fifty-fifty chance and the chances are high if they have the same DNA.” So it is indeed possible. All he had to do is ask Y/N to have a child with him. But that is the most difficult task. “Yuta, if you’re doing this for just Haru please don’t. Haru will just feel bad that he had to use a sibling to save himself. And Y/N wouldn’t like it.” 

He sighed. “I’m sorry. All I wanted to do now is save Haru. I know you and Y/N are together but….” 

But Doyoung laughed. "I don't know how much she told you but I was rejected when I proposed to her." They're already at that point in their relationship? "Don't make her feel alone again, please." He suddenly felt bad, why did she reject him when Doyoung is obviously in love with her? “This is their hotel,” he said while slipping him a piece of paper. "Haru has a session tomorrow morning. He will be happy to see you." Yuta nodded which made Doyoung smile. 

His first step to being brave for his family. 

"Appa!" Haru called, running to where he is. Yuta gave him a big hug then carried the younger boy in his arms. "Why are you here? I missed you." 

Yuta laughed then ruffled his hair. "I missed you too." He gave a timid smile to Y/N. "I have to be here for you." Haru nuzzled his head on his neck, whispering that he's glad he is here with him and that he's not too scared now. It was Haru who kept on telling him about what he saw in New York, even memorizing the way from the hotel to the hospital which made Yuta's heart hurt. Will this be happening often? 

The younger boy greeted everyone in the hospital, even introducing Yuta to some nurses and doctors. Y/N was only following close by. They stopped outside a room with oncology written on it. Cancer. It really is severe. A man came out of the room and Haru smiled, calling him 'Doctor Johnny'. "This is my dad." He introduced and he smiled at the doctor attending Haru. "I'll be inside. Appa, can you get eomma something to eat?" Yuta lightly glanced at Y/N before nodding at Haru, ruffling his hair once again. 

Haru went inside the room with Johnny after saying goodbye to his parents. "He's going back right?" Y/N nodded, smiling timidly at him. "Let's get some breakfast." 

It feels awkward sitting in front of Y/N in a hospital cafeteria but Yuta was sure that this is what will happen if the treatment continues. He never took her on a date before and now, they're just eating breakfast in this crowded place instead of a diner. "His hair is thinning out." Yuta started, feeling the soft strands on his fingers. "Doyoung told me about the sessions." 

Y/N nodded, rubbing the lips of her cup. "He might not live until his birthday." A heavy sigh escaped Yuta's mouth. "I don't even know what to do. I'm not prepared to lose him." No one is. But she is the most affected of all. "He's everything I have. I honestly don't know what to do without him, Yuta." He held her hand that was above the table. Honestly, he doesn't know what to tell her. The feeling of being useless came once again. Mika is wrong, she doesn't need him. 

"Thank you, Yuta." He gave her a questioning gaze. "For bringing me Haru." There was a small smile on her face as if thinking deeply. "When I graduated, I didn't know what to do. When Haru came, I was so scared at first but he gave me direction in life. He gave meaning to my life." Again, she smiled at him. "Thank you, Yuta." 

He gave her a small smile, rubbing a thumb on the back of her hand. "Y/N, I have to tell you something." He sighed. "That night wasn't a mistake. I knew you were at that party and I followed you upstairs." She listened attentively as if recalling that night. "I regret it when you left me that morning. I should have woke up early and made you stay." 

A gasp escaped her throat. "Why? We don't know each other." 

"But I like you since junior year." Y/N’s eyes widened at that which made him chuckle. She’s just too cute. “I lied to Haru, I didn’t saw you first in school. It was at a bus stop during junior year.” He can see from her expression how she was thinking deeply of it. “It was raining and you gave your umbrella to an old lady. You helped her cross the street and you return to the shed dripping wet from the rain.” He smiled at the memory of the younger Y/N, walking in the rain and looking like a real angel. “That was the time I started liking the rain.” He said more to himself. “I started to like you.” 

“But Mika…”

Yuta smiled timidly. “I thought I love Mika but it’s just the feeling of comfort.” He had known Mika since they were young and she had been there for him. It’s a dick move but he married Mika knowing that he won’t be alone. In the end, they just hurt each other. “I’ve been a coward in facing my feelings, Y/N. If only I’m braver, Haru wouldn’t get hurt this much.”

Y/N shook her head. “Thank you, Yuta. For being here for Haru.”

“I’m also here for you.” He held her hand tighter. “If it’s alright with you, I want to watch Haru grow with you.” He kissed the back of her palm. “Let’s start over, not only for Haru but for the two of us.” 

The girl smiled, tears forming on the corner of her eyes. She nodded that made him grin. 

----

Haru’s first reaction when he exited the room of his doctor is excitement seeing his parents holding hands. Y/N and Yuta didn’t say anything but the younger would stare at the two in glee. Y/N would always note that he looked brighter now that he is here and Yuta would only smile. The younger had fun exploring some places in New York and eating foods that they can see only in the city. Because of tiredness, he was already sleeping while leaning on his mother’s lap. 

Yuta helped carry him up to their hotel room, even kissing his forehead before muttering a ‘Goodnight’. "What time should I pick you up tomorrow?" He asked, standing in the doorway of their hotel room. 

"Do you want to stay the night instead?" The guy had to stare at her in surprise. "We need to be in the hospital early tomorrow, it's a hassle…" 

"Will that be alright?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. "Me staying the night?" 

Y/N nodded nonchalantly that made him nod. "I'll fix the other room for you." But he insisted that he'll just sleep on the sofa. "Are you sure?" Yuta nodded, smiling at her. "Do you want to drink, though?" She disappeared to the kitchen that made him smile. Funny, she would ask that. 

Yuta followed him to the small kitchen as she bent down to look for something on the minifridge. The moment she stood up, with two soda cans on hand, he hugged her from behind. "Please don't get drunk." His hand held her tighter. "You get wild when you're drunk." He chuckled at the memory, "And you get drunk with just a can of alcohol." 

She turned around in surprise. "You still remember that night?" 

He smirked, his hands held her waist. "You smelled like flowers." Unconsciously, she sniffed herself which made him laugh. His hand went to her hip, tracing a certain spot. "And you have a small butterfly tattoo here." A gasp escaped her lips. "You can't really remember anything?" 

"I was so hammered that night, okay?" She revolted that made him laugh. Of course, she is. Her hands went to his shoulder, sliding down his torso. "Yuta…" 

"You're not drunk, are you?" 

She shook her head with a smile. "I like you, too." Y/N stared at him. "You're always there for me and Haru and it hurts me before knowing that you're only here for Haru. I thought you'll be gone when Haru leaves me as well." 

His same dilemma. Yuta leaned in, wrapping her in his arms. "No one is leaving you, Y/N. I'll be here for you, Haru as well." He held her cheeks, raising her head to look at him. "We will save Haru and the three of us will be a happy family together." The tears on the corner of her eyes were back, his thumb rubbing her heated cheeks. "Can I, Y/N?" 

She nodded before he leaned closer to her, placing his lips to hers. A soft kiss. She moaned when he sucked her bottom lip, igniting some fire inside him. He held her by the waist, wrapping her legs around his hip. "I'll make you remember that night." 

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Every day is the same routine, going to the hospital in the morning and spending afternoons with Y/N and Haru like they're on a trip. The younger had shown positive results with the treatment that they returned to Korea after the second month. Mika visited the hospital once, giving Haru different stuffed toy dinosaurs much to his delight. Even Yuta's parents visited him and he had fun spending the whole day with his obaasan and oujisan. Jiwon is a frequent visitor, even teaching him the lessons he missed for school. 

Haru's hair got thinner and he'd been vomiting a lot, a side effect of the chemotherapy. They're only thankful that he's getting more cheerful. A premonition that makes Yuta nervous. 

In the third month, there was incessant vomiting not only for Haru but also for Y/N. Yuta felt bad that she got pregnant first before asking her for marriage. For a while, Y/N thought that he planned all of this. But she cannot complain or revolt, this is their last resort in saving Haru.

The younger seemed excited at the thought of a younger person growing inside his mom’s stomach, even noting that he’ll be a great big brother for the baby. “Do you think I can see the baby, eomma?” It must be the hormones, Y/N thought, but she only answered him with a loud cry. “If ever I didn’t, can you just tell the baby that I love him or her?” Haru just smiled wiping her tears and she was annoyed at the fact that he’s slowly becoming more like Yuta. 

In the seventh month of her pregnancy, Y/N was not allowed to see Haru nearby because of the radiation that might hurt the baby. She watched behind the glassed window how he got weak with the medicines injected into his body. Haru kept crying every night, clinging into Yuta’s arms. Yet she can’t do anything to ease her son’s pain. She can’t even hold him in her arms. 

And the stress was too much that she started bleeding early. 

Yuta was panicking, his wife is in labor but he cannot leave Haru. “Dad, what am I going to do?” He asked for the umpteenth time and the older just stared at Doyoung who was seated on the bench opposite Yuta. “Doyoung, you’re a doctor. Do something.” 

The guy sighed. “We wait, Yuta. Your mom is inside with her.”  

“Appa.” They heard a small voice call from the hallways. Haru was walking to where his dad is, followed by Jiwon and her mom who volunteered to look for him. “I want to see the baby.” Yuta smiled, tapping the chair beside him to let Haru sit. “Can we name the baby Hana?” The older nodded, smiling while he gently caressed his already hairless head. He tightly held his hand, thumb rubbing the back of his hand. 

Yuta stood up twice before they heard a baby’s voice coming from inside. His first instinct was to look at Haru’s face. And for the first time since he had been on his medication, he saw the hope in his face. “You’re going to see your sister, Haru.” His grandfather claimed, making the younger smile widely. There was still rustling inside, the sound of a machine consistently beeping. That’s a good sign, he thought. 

The doors of the emergency room opened followed by an incubator dragged outside by a nurse. “Haru, come and see Hana.” Yuta called. Haru hurried to where she is, Yuta carrying him as he touched the glass where his sister is. “She looks like your mom.” 

“She’s so small,” Haru claimed. “Am I like that when I was a baby?” 

“Only your mom knows.” 

The nurse apologized that she had to bring the baby to the neonatal care unit and Yuta agreed, thanking her. Another doctor went out of the room and called Doyoung, she handed him a small tube that had something inside. The doctor looked at Yuta and he nodded before kneeling in front of Haru. “Son, Doctor Doyoung is going to treat you now.” He whispered, holding his cheek. “I want you to be strong for a while.” 

Haru nodded, a tear falling on his cheeks. “I wish I could have hugged eomma or hold Hana.” Yuta wrapped him in his arms. “Please hug them for me, appa.” 

“You will hug them both,” Yuta whispered, looking up to stop a tear from falling down. “We’ll be waiting for you here, Haru.” He tried to regulate his voice to prevent a choke from his throat. “Just listen well to Dr. Kim.” 

The younger nodded, holding Yuta’s cheeks. “I love you, appa. Please tell eomma and Hana that.” Yuta closed his eyes, breathing hard. A premonition. “You can tell them that.” Haru grinned before taking Doyoung’s hand. 

When they disappeared to the hallway, Yuta’s tears fell on their own. He can’t do anything but to wait. Wait for Haru. Wait for Y/N. Wait for Hana. He’s already tired but he’s the only one left to wait for them. When he felt his dad tapped his back, he only cried some more. They were never close, never showed emotion before. “You’re doing well, my son.” He needed to have strength like his dad. For Haru. For Y/N. For Hana. 

He hastily wiped his tears as they attract attention. He breathed hard, calming himself when he heard a loud beep sound created by a machine. 

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“You’re late!” Mika shouted while running to the steps to greet Yuta. “Do you really have to be late today?” The guy gave a heavy sigh before smoothing out his black coat. Another sigh that made the girl in front of him, smile. “Yuta-kun, I’m so proud of you. You’ve been through too much. I wish you can get the happiness you truly deserve.” 

Yuta smiled as the church doors opened. His and her friends were seated on their chairs, beautiful white flowers adore the area. “I am happy, Mika. Everything was all worth it.” He gave her a warm hug. “Thank you, Mika. For everything.” 

The girl shook her head and made her exit as his mom wrapped her arm on his, “I can’t believe you’re getting married again.” Yuta chuckled at that. “She’s such a darling. Please don’t hurt her Yuta.” 

“Of course, I won’t.” 

The song played and as he watched the people they care about walking to the aisle of the church, Yuta can’t help but think back at everything. They should have done this way before and maybe they can be saved from the tears and the worry. But seeing Haru carrying Hana, he didn’t wish everything was different. All the tears made him stronger, made Haru stronger. Now, he just wanted to be a better father for the two of them. 

A smile escaped his lips when Y/N can be seen, next to his father. The tears made Y/N stronger. He remembered how it scared him, losing her. He felt his heart fell on his feet when his mom called him inside the emergency room saying that Y/N isn’t responsive. He repeatedly called her name, whispering that Haru already named their daughter and that he wants to hug her. When she gasped for breath then opened her eyes, he felt the heavy thumping of his heart. “You almost killed me.” But she was only chuckling while tears fall from her eyes.  

The moment he knew he wanted to be with her. Whatever it takes. 

“You can still run,” Y/N whispered when he held her hand. “I won’t stop you.” Yet Yuta just smiled, pulling her closer to him. “Yuta, do you wish we could have met differently?” He only smiled. Weird, he was thinking of that earlier. They really are meant to be. 

He lightly stared at Haru who was quietly watching them. His hair is growing back and he looks healthier for the first time since he met him. Although he still has medicines to take, his life isn’t in danger now. His mom’s dream of him playing with kids his age is slowly coming true. All thanks to Hana.

Hana, on the other hand, was sleeping on his mother’s shoulder. His little miracle. Up until now, he was surprised at how she managed to survive the two months of being in neonatal care. When she was cleared, it was Haru who first held her and they had been inseparable ever since. 

Thinking back, they might be a family of warriors. How are the three of them so strong? 

Yuta smiled, shaking his head before bopping her nose. “I won’t wish for anything different, Y/N. We’re perfect.”   

[delightfully-deranged-dagur]

Okay, I'm just gonna write out my main ideas for my Reimagined Monster High. Here we go.

-it takes place in a world where monsters are outnumbered and shunned by humans, so monsters are forced to basically live in secret. Away from humans, in their own secret communities.

-The school itself was founded by Nora Bloodgood. Monster High was the first school of its kind to accept all kinds of monsters and has been running for hundreds of years. Also, it's a boarding school.

-The story will be mostly character driven with the main players being,

-Toralei Stripe. A werecat.

An orphan adopted by Headmistress Bloodgood. Toralei made friends with twin sisters Meowlody and Purrsephone Moon. Unfortunately, the 3 of them became the biggest bullies in the school. Though the twins were much more worse then Toralei. The twins were send to juvy after "the freezer incident".

"The freezer incident", Without Toralei's knowledge, the twins played their most dangerous prank of all. They locked Deuce Gorgon, a cold blooded monster into the school freezer, resulting in him almost freezing to death.

After that, Toralei took a long, hard look in the mirror and decided to change. Trying to redeem herself. So far most students are still untrusting of her. But 2 of them have forgiven her and became her friends, those 2 being...

-Clawdeen Wolf and Draculaura. A werewolf and vampire couple.

Clawdeen is a fashion designer with quite a following. Monsters love her designs and she's gotten quite a lot of commissions.

She always speaks her mind and has an extreme dislike for lies and liars. She's also fiercely loyal and protective of her friends and family, especially her younger siblings, Clawd and Howleen.

Draculaura is vegetarian vampire, no meat or blood for her. Unfortunately, due to her diet she's also extremely vulnerable to direct sunlight and always carries a parasol or umbrella with her.

Draculaura is one of, if not the most kind person in the school. And yet, there's some hints she's got a dark past. She's 1599 years old, so of course she has some secrets she doesn't want anyone to know about.

-Frankie Stein. One of the 3 new students at the beginning of the story.

Frankie is only a month old and still doesn't quite understand how the world works. She only knows stuff from outdated teen girl magazines. So, yeah. She knows nothing.

Frankie is assigned as Toralei's new roommate. Which means Toralei is half the time busy with making sure Frankie doesn't piss off the entire student body with her antics. Luckily she's helped by Clawdeen and Draculaura.

The 3 of them become Frankie's guides to life. With varying degrees of success.

-Gil Webber. The 2nd of 3 new students at school.

Gil was raised by highly abusive and bigoted parents. Constantly talking about how dangerous and despicable other monsters are. They sheltered Gil never letting him outside or go to the surface. Gil grew up terrified of the world.

Eventually, word got out about Gil's situation and the authorities got involved. Gil's parents were arrested and Gil was taken to Monster High and put in the care of Nora Bloodgood.

Gil is assigned as the new roommate of...

-Deuce Gorgon. Half gorgon, half human.

Deuce has lived for thousands of years since ancient Greece. Son of medusa and inherited her stone gaze. If he looks someone in the eye, they turn to stone. Luckily, since Deuce is half human the gaze is only temporary. And it doesn't work on monsters made out of stone or the undead. Like ghosts, zombies and mummies.

Deuce is a nervous wreck. Freezer trauma notwithstanding, he's constantly worried about dropping his sunglasses and turning someone to stone. He's also insecure about his skills as a chef and artist. He tries to look cool and laid back but he's not fooling anyone.

The snakes on his head are named, Jefferson, Addison, Carson, Maddison and Ed. He treats them as younger siblings even though they're all the same age.

Deuce has some trouble helping Gil not being afraid of everything. So he finds help from other water monsters. Sirena Von Boo? Too ditzy. Finnegan Wake? Comes on too strong. So his only choice is...

-Lagoona Blue. Half Sea monster, Half Water nymph.

Lagoona is bubbly, kind, carefree and very much a Himbo. She's genderfluid so they go by any pronouns he feels like at the moment.

They have 2 passions. Sports. And helping people out. And Gil is just the person that desperately needs Lagoona's help.

-Cleo De Nile. A mummy.

A princess who disowned her family because of how horrible they were. Cleo's lived long enough to know that being bad doesn't get you anywhere.

She's kind, understanding, and extremely generous. She's a natural born leader who takes charge when needed.

-Billy Where. An invisible man.

Billy, or "Invisi-Billy" as some call him is a theater kid at heart. Aside from that Billy also loves discovering the unknown and mysterious.

While his father is invisible all the time, Billy can control his visibility at will. He can even make other objects or people he's touching invisible.

Billy was assigned a new dorm room by Headmistress Bloodgood. A room down in the catacombs. He was put there cuz Bloodgood believes he can help the student living down there with his problems. That student being...

-Johnny Spirit. An unchained ghost.

Johnny died during the late 50s and he's got the greaser look down pat.

Johnny refuses to leave the catacombs and interact with other students, he does not wanna get involved or get attached to anyone. So he does not like having a roommate forced upon him.

And yet, as time goes on Johnny starts caring for Billy and thinking of him as a friend. Eventually trusting him enough to tell him the reason why he shut himself off. The story of how he died.

But that's a story for another time. ;P

Other important characters include,

Abbey Bominable. 3rd new student. She's blunt and likes photography. She has no roommate but gets taken in by,

Clawd Wolf and Heath Burns. Boyfriends that guide Abbey through the school and drag her into their shenanigans and schemes.

Ghoulia Yelps. Cleo's best friend and assistant. Genius.

Jackson Jekyll and Holt Hyde. Mad scientist and laid back DJ sharing a body.

Neightan Rot. Gay zombicorn. Can go from dishevelled hobo to fabulous drag queen in 10 seconds.

Spectra Vondergeist. Ghost "reporter" that runs the ghostly gossip.

And many more students.

So that's my basic idea. What do you think?

Feel free to leave questions about other students and their roles and what kind of plans I have for this au.

[holy-crap-i-am-russell-adler]

This is going to talk about abusive relationship and mentions Stockholm syndrome.

Story takes place after Soloveskey and Bell lives, also Adler had programmed him and Bell being married as another way to get Bell to trust him more so yeah if you can't hand this then PLEASE DON'T READ!

Age to read this is 18+.

It's been a bit quiet in the safe house since the others are either out buying groceries and necessities, while the others are out on a mission.

Adler notices Bell has been missing for an hour so he goes to find them since it hasn't been too long after Soloveskey and him telling Bell the truth as well as their marriage was programmed to give Bell another reason to trust him.

He eventually hears music coming from Bell's room but before he gets near the door he can hear Bell start singing.

"Somewhere in South End when you were fun.

You took my hand and you made me run.

Up past the prison to the seafront.

You climbed the cliff edge and took the plunge."

Adler was frozen in his spot as he knew the common meaning behind the song, the only thing he could do was stand there as Bell sang.

"Why can't we laugh now like we did then?

How come I see you and ache instead?

How come you only look pleased in bed?

Let's climb the cliff edge and jump again!"

Guilt, sadness, anger and shame gripped Adler's heart at the damage he's responsible for. Eventually it came to the point where the song hit Adler the hardest and he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, as Bell gets even more emotional in their singing.

"5000 footsteps in your wet dress. Back to the house with your arms around my neck. We drank pork soda with tangled legs, I won't forget how you looked at me then. I know I'm no sweet prince of love, those times that we got drunk, maybe Jamaica rum, maybe some Johnny Dub."

Adler remembers all the times he got drunk with Bell and still kept up the act that they were a married couple, he knew Bell was thinking the same.

"Maybe you still think of us? Phone buzz, and still I jump. Why don't I say it then? I want you all the time! Why can't we laugh now like we did then? How come I see you and ache instead? How come you only look pleased in bed? Let's climb the cliff edge and jump again!"

The song finally made Adler realize that Bell noticed he only cared about the sex and nothing else, that they had a loving relationship and Bell decided that they weren't worth Adler's time anymore.

Alder also realizes that despite everything Bell still has a thing for Adler or at least some part of them does, even with an abusive relationship in Bell's mind they believe they were in.

"Another thing to add onto the list of shit I've done to Bell." Adler mutters

Finally the song ends and it's like whatever force kept Adler frozen in place left so he gently knocks on the door.

"Come in." Bell calls out

Adler turns the door knob to see Bell sitting on their bed, walkman in hand. He closes the door behind him to give them privacy.

"You heard?" Bell asks

"Yeah." Adler replies

Bell looks away from Adler.

The two are in silence before Adler walks over to Bell's bed and sits down beside them.

"Why did you program a marriage?" Bell questions

Adler removes his sunglasses and rubs his eyes. "The original idea was just to have you be my close friend from Vietnam but I decided that adding us being married would make your trust in me stronger."

Bell bursts out laughing. "You're definitely America's monster because no one else fucked up in the head could come up with that along with MK-Ultra!"

Adler feels his face going red with shame. "I know and I'm so sorry."

Bell stops laughing and looks down at their feet. "What's truly fucked up is that I actually feel something for you and I hate it, this is clearly Stockholm syndrome but you won't leave my thoughts."

Adler takes a deep breath and let's it out. "It's up to you if you want to act on those feelings but you should probably see a few professionals first just to be safe, I don't want it to be what I programmed into you as it's not fair to you. I want you to be happy."

Bell nods then looks at him. "That would be the smart thing to do."

The two once again sit in silence for a few minutes.

"Now what?" Bell asks

"If you wish, you can stay on my team." Adler responds

"I should because you guys are the only people I know who won't hate me for being Russian."

"Alright, I'll inform Hudson."

"Russ, may I hug you? I need, damn emotions!"

Adler opens his arms and Bell immediately snuggles into his chest.

"It's alright I understand what you need."

Bell mutters a thanks and wraps an arm around Adler.

They both eventually fall asleep in each other's arms from mental exhaustion but they both know deep down they'll help each other though this emotional minefield Adler made.

[static-fanatic-1]

(Reincarnated Goddess Reader)

Shinnok has always looked down on them, not just the Elder Gods, but the weaker Gods as well, not just the Gods, but the Earthrealmers too. No one was safe from his undying hatred against all that opposed him. Though there was someone in particular that the mighty fallen Elder God hadn't looked down upon, even after he became a fallen Elder God. She was the graceful goddess of souls and light, also known as the guidance of souls.

~~~

A female with (s/c) skin, silky (h/c) hair, and vibrant (e/c) eyes walked through a grocery store with a mission in her head. To get the frosted lemon bread before someone else took it.

As the cart rumbled it's way through the isles filled with more important groceries, the female made her way to the bakery area of the small store.

There it was, right in her grasp, right in front of her face. A pearly smile graced (y/n)'s lips as her fingers grazed the surface of the plastic container filled with the last of the sweet lemon bread.

Though the little joy was quickly taken by a dirty blonde man standing at about six foot with darkened sun shades. "Hey! That was literally in my hands!"

The guy paused and looked at the girl, dipping his shades and taking them off. "Sorry sugar cakes, but I'm not giving these away."

(Y/n) huffed and whipped her hand to the man, taking back her sweet treat. "Who are you anyway?" She puffed her cheeks, put her treats in her small buggy, and crossed her arms at the man in front of her. "And what the hell does sugar cakes mean?"

"The name's Johnny Cage, world class actor and Special Force agent." He looked at her with an injured look inside his steel colored eyes. "As for sugar cakes, look at what you took from me."

"Excuse me, but YOU took this from ME." She moved in front of him so he couldn't even dare to take it from her cart.

The guy huffed in irritation. "Come on, I'll pay you back, I just REALLY want those lemon cakes!" Johnny pleaded, placing his sunglasses on his shirt making it drag down and show a small amount of a larger tattoo.

"No! These are mine! Why are you even here if you could go somewhere more fancy or something. Special Forces discounts or something?" (Y/n) complained.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously." The girl took her small cart and walked her way to the check out. The man followed behind her and still followed her to her car even after she paid for it, begging for the sweet treat. "No, no, and no! Sorry but these are mine, go to another grocery store."

"But it's out of the way." He whined.

"Nope, sorry."

He watched her get in her car, for some odd reason helping her with her groceries. "Next time they are mine. Right?"

The girl sighed and rummaged around in a bag, getting out the plastic container with the lemon cakes. "Get in the passengers side."

"You aren't gonna kidnap me right?" He smirked at her.

"God no, I'm too lazy for that." She popped open the plastic, taking one and motioning to sit with her. "Want one or not?"

Johnny, finding the girl to be no threat, joined her in her car, leaving the doors wide open, and took a piece of the lemon bread.

"Okay, you're Johnny Cage right? Why would you join the military if you are an actor?" (Y/n) turned her head to the man, his amused look making the girl smile.

"Well I met the love of my life there."

"Geez, that's sappy." She replied back.

"Haha, yeah. Best choice of my life too. Had a sweet little girl too, much older now, but she's still my baby girl."

"Your an open book." (Y/n) sarcastically said, knowing it was the truth.

~~~

Time passed and it wasn't too difficult to become friends with the famous actor, and he truly was an open book. He didn't seem to mind though, about his relationship with his family and even the fact he started to ramble on about another world and a tournament to save Earth.

It was even more strange to know he didn't seem like he was lying or joking, but who was to judge? I mean, it sounded familiar for some reason, but a reason one couldn't point out.

"Your strange, you know that right?"

"Yup, Sony said that too." Johnny laughed to himself, the girl joining him for the heck of it. "Hell, I should get going, thanks for not being too much of an asshole."

"Hahaha, you too you piece of shit. It'd be nice to see you again, think I made a new friend."

Johnny nodded and left, waving before getting in his own car and driving off. "Oh shit my ice cream!" (Y/n) quickly took her leave, driving in front of the man she had just become friends with, and speeding none the less.

~~~

Johnny finally made his way to the Special Forces base, with time to spare before the sun drifted into the clutches of the stars.

"What took you so long Dad?" Johnny gave his attention to his daughter, a beauty made from two of the hottest people alive.

"Met a fan, nice person too."

"Yeah right," she shoved his shoulder as the two laughed at each other. "Anyway, Raidens' here and mom wants you to listen, it's something bad."

"Again? Geez, alright alright let's go."

The two Cages walked into a meeting room, Raiden, Sonya, and the others in Cassie's crew standing at a table. "Johnny Cage." Raiden stated.

"What's up Raidenny's." Raiden grumbled under his breath, something clearly wrong. "What's wrong?"

Sony placed her hands on the electronic map table and rested herself there while staring at her husband. "Raiden has found out something, well, more like somethings." She nodded to Raiden, allowing him to speak.

"Shinnok's amulet has been taken, replaced with an impressive decoy. We need to find it as fast as possible no matter the costs." Raiden paused, his brows furrowing.

Johnny noticed this and held his hand upon the thunder gods shoulder. "What's the other thing."

Raiden sighed and looked at everyone at the table, each person waiting intently. "If Shinnok is to be revived, then I know his targets. The Jin-Sei and another Goddess, one that has been dead for thousands of years."

"Why would a fallen Elder God Look for a dead God?" Johnny asked, his voice serious.

This time Cassie spoke up. "Apparently Raiden's Dad is Shinnok, and he thinks that Shinnok will try to reincarnate the Goddess. He said if she is reincarnated then Shinnok can do much more than kill people, he can control their souls and body. You know, like Quan Chi but in full control, and Quan Chi is an Elder God."

Johnny but his lip nervously. "How do you know this Goddess, Raiden? What does she even look like?"

Sony pushes herself off the table, though it was Kung Jin that replied. "We should worry more about the amulet Mr. Ca- Raiden?"

All eyes looked at Raiden, his shoulders and hands upon the table while they lightly burst with lightning. "The Goddess had (h/c) hair, (s/c) skin and bright (e/c) eyes. I remember she had a sweet tooth to Earthrealmer sweets."

"Who is she, Raiden?" Johnny pressed on, earning a mixed expression from the others in the room.

"My mother!" Raiden slammed his hands against the table, breaking it and shooting lightning through its now fried circuits. He heavily breathed in for a moment. "She is my mother, and Shinnok will not rest until she is revived."

Everything paused, the whole room going dead silent. Something hit Johnny though, something he needed to tell the God. "Listen, Raiden, I saw someone of the discription."

The thunder God looked up in a deepened sadness. "What?"

Everyone looked at Johnny as he continued. "Met her at the store, same description, even seemed to have a sweet tooth."

There was a deep sigh, but his body was still rigid. "We need to find her. Where does she live? Did she have her abilities as before?" So many questions were running through the God's head, like is she even okay?

"No and no, seemed to be normal. I'll send Cassie's team to find her, you guys have to look everywhere." Johnny pointed to his daughter, she was baffled by the sudden information, as everyone else was.

Sonya stood up straight and crossed her arms. "The rest of us will find the amulet." Everyone in the room nodded, understanding the mission at hand. "Johnny, go with Cassie. Raiden, what's her name?"

Johnny didn't allow the God to answer, trying to see if who he found was the right person. "(Y/n)."

Raiden nodded once at Johnny, probing his point that the girl he found was who was going to be hunted by the mighty fallen Elder God.

~~~

(Y/n) sighed and pulled out a small chocolate bar from her small stash of snacks. She pouted due to her ice cream melting to the point it became inedible, sitting on her small couch to continue to sulk.

From the time she had dashed from the store to get to her house, it had been about five hours, and those were a long five hours of sitting in front of the TV doin nothing.

(Y/n) sighed and grumbled, getting up from the couch once more to wonder around because the show had become a little too boring. The second she walked past the couch her door bell rang through out the house.

She paused, getting a strange feeling as she walked to her door. "Who is it?"

"I was wondering if you would like to see my product? It's is cheap and one hundred percent guaranteed to work."

(Y/n) cocked her head to the side in a confused motion, opening the door to see who was behind it.

Though she didn't have enough time to see who it was as a large hand wrapped around her face and tightly grip her neck. She gagged and thrashed in the persons grip, the sound of her front door closing behind them. Was there more than one person? If so then how many?

"Lord Shinnok will be pleased in your capture." A deep voice echoed through the apartment. A multitude of footsteps followed the voice, something that felt like hair wrapped around (y/n)'s waist and arms and dragged her closer to another person, their hands replacing the larger ones. Whoever was holding her now was clearly a female of sorts, a strong one at that, she could resist (y/n)'s struggles with ease.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" (Y/n) thrashed even more in an attempt to escape, but the female was stronger than that, and the new set of arms holding her legs together didn't help her. "Who-Who are you guys?!"

"Where are my manners? I am Quan Chi, faithful servant to Lord Shinnok." The deepest voice rang.

"I am Queen Sindel." The female voiced from behind (y/n).

The third voice followed, possibly the one that held her legs together. "My name is Lui Kang, Emperor of Netherrealm."

Listening to these foreign titles the fearful female struggled harder, especially when her limbs started to be tied behind her back and such. "Why are you doing this?!"

The deep voice, Quan Chi, replied to (y/n)'s fearful pleads. "Lord Shinnok is in need of your presence, and when D'Vorah gives me the amulet, he will return." (Y/n) could sense the smile upon Quan Chi's face, and it made the now bounded female shiver.

Another knock on the door sounded through the apartment, all heads moving in the direction of the wooden surface. "Hello? Yeah is this (y/n)'s residence? My name is Takeda Takahashi and I'm a friend of Johnny Cage."

Again there was a comical pause, but it quickly ended when (y/n) muffled up a scream and thrashed harder than ever, making her crash off her couch she was placed upon.

Dainty hands scooped (y/n) up and held her close, making her screaming and thrashing come to another halt. Though it was too late for the kidnappers, for the Takeda person had already heard what was behind the doors.

"Guys! Over here!" The once locked door was easily opened by a young man with black hair and cocky aura about him. "Don't make another move egg head."

"Your insults do not matter, it is the plan that must be rearranged." He looked at his captive, then at his slaves. He nodded in Liu Kang's direction, giving him the signal to take action as Quan Chi made a portal to Neatherrealm.

Takeda whipped out his weapon and allowed it to reveal its blades. Liu Kang rushed to meet his challenger. "You will meet your end young one."

"You'll meet your end, again."

"Your humor is dry."

"Geez, thanks." Takeda lashed his whip at Liu Kang, making the revenant jump out of the way as more challengers approached the two. A blonde female and a black female, each armed and ready to fight.

Sindel whipped her hair at the blonde, taking her gun away before she could even begin to use it. The black female grabbed Sindel's hair and tugged with all her might, making Sindel grunt and fall to the ground from the force.

Liu Kang eyed his new enemies, rushing up to the blonde female by jumping over Takeda. The revenant bicycle kicked the blonde until she was shoved off the railing of the second story apartment building.

The black female still kept a tight hold on the hair, and so to keep both revenants on their toes she took the white and black hair and wrapped it on Liu Kang's leg. Not knowing her hair was connected to her teammate, she retracted her hair and accidentally pulled Liu Kang back in the building, his head smashing hard against the railing.

Takeda whipped Quan Chi on his back, making his progress pause, but it was too late, the portal has already opened. The revenants seemed to be taken back into reality, the both of them rushing to Quan Chi.

The blonde had finally made her way back up to the apartment, now being joined by two others, a bowman and Johnny Cage.

By seeing her new friend the bounded female wiggled around once again. Quan Chi grabbed (y/n) and lifted her over her shoulder quickly, the two revenants rushing through the portal.

"We will have to meet another time, Mr. Cage."

"I don't think so, shit face." Johnny spat, clearly having some sort of vendetta against the spell caster. Just as the jokester said, Quan Chi wasn't going anywhere, for the blonde and the bowman shot the sorcerer in the same shoulder. Johnny then tore the female off his shoulder and punched Quan Chi unconscious.

The group of young adults assisted in freeing (y/n), a burst of questions coming from the girl. "Who the hell is that? Who the hell were the other two? Who are you all?"

Takeda grimaced at the bombardment of questions, though Johnny was the one to quickly fill it all in. "They are the bad guys, we are the good guys, anyway, we will explain it on the way."

"On the way where?"

The black girl sighed. "We're going to base, Special Forces base."

"How did I get into this? Johnny what did you tell them?!"

Johnny lifted his hands from tying up Quan Chi. "I didn't do anything, why would you expect that it was my fault?!"

Everyone took a sweet moment to look at the actor, and then at (y/n), the blonde stepping up to say something. "Yeah, what did you tell mom, dad?"

"Cassie, c'mon, let's just go."

~~~

(Y/n) walked around the base, it was just like how a military base would look like, if it was a bit more high tech. Either way it was fun to look around, seeing all the weapons, all the people, especially the ones with more of a strange look.

"(Y/n)."

(Y/n) turned her head in the direction of a blonde woman, older than the one that helped save her. "Um, yes?" She revealed her hand, wishing to shake the newcomers hand, which she did.

"My name is Sonya Blade, I'm the one in charge around here."

"Oh, uh, hello Mrs. Blade. I'm (y/n)."

"I know, if I could ask you to kindly stay in a close vicinity, that would be appreciated." Sonya has a bossy speech to her tone, and (y/n) didn't know if it was just because she was the boss or if it was because she had a bitter attitude.

"Um, sure. Yeah, of course."

"Thanks, there is also someone I want you to meet. Follow me."

(Y/n) nodded and followed without much of a question, all other than the one stuffed in the back of her mind. 'Who was she about to meet?'

She passed a metal case, one large enough for a male to be encased within its hard walls, she knew this is where that Quan Chi guy was, and by passing it she was given chills.

"Sorry," Sonya started. "But he won't be here for a while, he's looking for something important."

"That's fine, I don't mind waiting." (Y/n) bit her lip, wanting to ask something that has yet to be explained in all of this strange mess. She was already told about how there are more than one world, realms as they call it, and how some of the people had different abilities. Not to mention that Earthrealm was at war with another realm called Outworld, and even Neatherrealm if you look at the tension between the realms. But one question remained, why was she here in the first place? Okay, she had way more questions than one, but still, when were they going to be answered?

Sonya paused, as if hearing something that was off. She pulled out her gun and looked around. Then a sudden flash of lightning splashed in the middle of the clearing in the base. "There he is." She voiced, watching as the lightning disappeared as fast as it came, revealing a man with blinding white eyes under a bamboo hat and a, almost, martial artist outfit. It had accents of blue and small amounts of gold, counting the thick belt tightly around his waist.

(Y/n) leaned near the General and whispered one of the million questions in her mind. "How the hell did he do that?"

"Lady (y/n)," The seemingly godly man beamed. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you again. Earthrealm is in a state of panic, we need to get you to the Jin Sei to unlock your abilities, and your past memories."

"Wait-wait, memories? Abilities? I-I don't even know who you are, less of what you are talking about." (Y/n) interrupted.

"My manners," The man shook his head and bowed, which seemed to be an odd thing to Sonya, for her face became slightly surprised by his actions. "My name is Raiden, I am the protector of Earthrealm and the God of Thunder. As for the rest, I will only be able to show you."

"Just go, we don't have much time, and your help could mean the end of the war." (Y/n) turned to Sonya with a surprised look upon her face. "Trust him and go." She ordered once more.

Raiden extended his hand once he rose from his bow. "You will answer some of my questions, right?" The God nodded, earning a hesitant hand from the questioning female. Lightning engulfed her being, but it didn't hurt, instead it tingled through her skin and tickled. Sparks danced across her skin, giving off a comfortable warmth as her surrounding could not be seen anymore. The sparks died down, revealing a Chinese inspired temple surrounded by lamps in the darkness the surrounded the building. Rain started to drizzle from the thick clouds above.

"Lady (y/n), if you would follow me please." (Y/n) followed what he wanted, trailing behind him as he walked through a stone courtyard.

"Where are we going?" The female kindly asked.

"The Jin Sei, it is a force I am connected to, it gives me power as well as keeps Earthrealm protected."

"What would it do to me? You said it would give me powers that I already had, memories too? How would that even work?"

Raiden softly smiled to himself from her many questions and her clueless demeanor. "You are a reincarnate of a Goddess, your past life could, in theory, be unlocked by the Jin Sei."

(Y/n) didn't believe the God, then again, she had just learned there were Gods and other worlds, so heard this just added to the other crazy stuff she had been told. "What type of Goddess was I? How could I, even as a Goddess, stop a multi-realm war? It seems like an impossible fight."

"It seems like it would be, but being the Goddess of souls, you can do far more than fight. You are the most powerful Gods ever created, and you were one of the original Gods at that. I have no doubt you can do more than you think."

The two beings walked up the stairs to the temple, the rain falling faster and harder than before. "Wait, if I was so powerful, how did I die in the first place?"

Raiden's eyes were covered under his bamboo hat. "An Elder God by the name of Shinnok killed you. You had learned of a power you possessed and you planned to use it against him, once he found out he killed you." The God gritted his teeth, his brows furrowing. "The Elder Gods took care of him after your death, he swore vengeance."

"I'm a threat, to someone more powerful than you. I can't imagine that." (Y/n) lightly laughed as she entered the temple, waking deeper as she still followed Raiden. "Did I know you, in my past life? I guess you sound and look familiar, like deja vu."

"Yes, yes you knew me. We-we were close." He bit his lip as light began to illuminate their surroundings, a beautiful swirl of light showing itself.

"Wow." (Y/n) mumbled to herself. "Is this the, uh-?"

"Jin-Sei, yes. All you should have to do is step in it, and all should be revealed." Raiden looked down at the female, giving her a sympathetic look. "You must hurry, Shinnok's amulet has yet to be found and I fear the worst is yet to come. We need you."

(Y/n) nodded and took a long look at the Jin-Sei before slowly walking to the glowing swirl. "I just step in?" She asked, looking at Raiden to see if she was correct, he nodded in return to her question. Biting her lip once more she walking into the swirling mass of magic, a sudden feeling of being in antigravity lifting her body further into the tornado of energy. (Y/n)'s mind went blank for a moment as the energy took hold of her being, cleansing her of all of her filth, she felt pure and refreshed when stepping in.

Raiden watched as her body relaxed from its once tense stature, making her look exactly as he remembered. Raiden hoped Shinnok would not return and take her again, this time he was going to stop him.

~~~

Heavy steps resonated through the temple, an obsessive aura seething through the already thick atmosphere. A hand tightly gripped the amulet while a bug creature dragged Johnny Cage's body to the temple.

Shinnok could feel Raiden, he could feel the Jin-Sei, and he could tell someone he desired was here as well. The former Elder God gripped the amulet even harder, storming his way into the sacred room, the faint smell of alcohol and blood behind him.

Shinnok's white eyes scanned the room, finding the God assisting his mother from the Jin-Sei. "Raiden." The Elder God growled, placing his amulet upon his belt. "Your blood will paint the floors."

"Stop this, Shinnok! You have no reason to be here!" Raiden snapped back, spitting venom within his words.

Shinnok stepped forward, D'Vorah taking care of Johnny. "I have every reason to come here, you know that." He summoned his weapon as Raiden placed the Goddess down on the chilled steps of the inside of the temple walls and prepared himself for a fight. Lighting flashed over his arms and bit at his skin in a comforting feeling, though this was everything but a comforting time.

Raiden and Shinnok rushed at each other, both with the intention to kill each other. Raiden summoned lightning through his hands and shot at Shinnok, the Elder God dodging and summoning skeletal hands from the ground. Raiden flew above to dodge the hands, but they easily kept up with him, almost catching him every time.

The former Elder God grinned at Raiden's useless struggles, a hand being able to grab the God's leg and drag him back to the stone floor.

Raiden, before more bone hands could take a hold of him, electrified his whole body in a sudden burst. The lightning fluttered through the whole room, pausing D'Vorah's work and Shinnok's focus on the boney hand.

Raiden backed up, his back facing (y/n)'s unconscious body, his lungs burning from his weak attempt to stop Shinnok. "Your attempts are useless, Raiden! Fighting will get you nowhere." The former Elder God snapped, throwing his weapon into Raiden's shoulder. The force knocked Raiden back into a wall and with a struggle he pulled out the bladed staff.

"I will not stop, never." Raiden coughed out, a mumble and shuffling being heard behind him, though he didn't dare take his eyes off his enemy.

Shinnok on the other hand looked at the movement, a gleam of lust hitting his vision. He watched as the Goddess rose from her small slumber, her gaze hazy and mind fuzzy. It took a moment for her eyes to focus, and when her eyes locked with Shinnok, her mind rushed into a frenzy of treacherous memories. "Y-you!" She staggered up from the ground and pointed at the former Elder God, he had come back to collect her.

All her memories have been restored, keeping the ones she created in her short mortal lifetime as well, meaning she still knew what was going on. "Leave my son alone you fiend!" She stood beside Raiden, placing her hand upon his chest and slightly stepped in front of him as if to protect him, a motherly instinct.

"He isn't just-" Shinnok had started, but was being rudely interrupted by the Goddess.

"You never cared for either of my sons, you have no right to call them so." Her hand reaches for where a belt buckle would be, but what she wanted to feel wasn't there. Her own amulet has gone missing. In a fearful panic, (y/n) swiftly let her eyes travel around her waist to see if her golden and green amulet was anywhere to be found, but to no avail.

"Are you looking for this?" The Elder God cocked his head to the side, lifting up the amulet he had grown to call his own, as he listed over its power and its original user.

"By the Gods." (Y/n) cursed under her breath, stepping back and pushing Raiden with her. "That is mine."

"Not anymore." Shinnok summoned his bone hands and weapon one more time, clasping Raiden within the hand as he twirled his weapon around. (Y/n) just barely managed to jump away from the hands, needing to keep on her toes so she wouldn't get caught.

The Goddess huffed and summoned her own weapon, hoping fear wouldn't take over her like it had done before she was killed. Her weapon was that of a war hammer, similar to the one her other son had taken as his own, but instead of silver hers was gold with green gem stones. It held no specific power, but that was for another object, her stollen amulet.

The two beings looked at each other's souls through their whitened eyes, one glaring immensely, the other with amusement. They ran at each other, their weapons clashing producing sparks that danced across in the air until they fell dead onto the ground.

Shinnok was physically stronger, thankfully not as strong as Shao Kahn, but still strong none the less. The fallen Elder God uses his strength to push down the Goddess, (y/n) allowing her hammer to push his weapon to the side instead of her falling. She recoiled her hammer and slammed it against Shinnok's head, making him stagger back with blood dripping from his nose. "I forgot how skilled you were, darling."

"Your sweet words hit deaf ears!" She slammed her hammer down on his shoulder, then his back up under his jaw. Shinnok's bones cracked loudly, but he still stood tall. (Y/n) didn't stop though because she was getting the upper hand, just a little more beating up and then she could snatch her amulet back and trap him once again.

(Y/n) hit him harder and harder every time the war hammer collided with his body, she could feel the adrenaline and Raiden's aura cheering her on. Finally, after a long and hard beating, Shinnok had fallen, and with a quick throw of her hammer she allowed it to collide with D' Vorah and nock her out cold.

"It is over Shinnok, after all these years you have been taken down by what you loved the most. Serves you right." He seemed to be limp on the ground, so she grabbed him by his collar and lifted him to his knees, she moved her hand to take her amulet back, but it was nowhere to be seen.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened as she was head butted by the fallen Elder God. The Goddess staggered back and held her nose in pain, the God in front of her revealing the amulet. "I will never die, especially by your hands." A gorgeous but venomous light emerged from the amulet, dragging the Goddess into its clutches. Darkness engulfed the Goddess, making her feel as if she was floating in nothing, this was the end for her she thought.

~~~

Light emerged from the amulet, and (y/n) fell out of it in a daze. Quickly realizing she must have escaped somehow, and hoping desperately it was Raiden or her new friend Johnny Cage, she whipped her head around desperately. Though who looked back wasn't who she desired to see, the two figures proving they had absolute power over the situation, and she was the weak lamb to the hungry wolves.

The first figure, Shinnok, tightly held her so she wouldn't fall into the blue oblivion below. He floated, smiling down at her with a crazed look in his eyes.

The other figure though, was the worst thing imaginable. It consumed the realms and the Elder Gods as the two away from him watched in awe or horror. This being was the One Being, and the sights of him proved that Shinnok had won, and that he and her would be stuck together forever, never to be apart.

[nebula-plays-cyberpunk]

Play with Fire

pairing: Kerry Eurodyne x Male!V , Johnny Silverhand x Female!V word count: 6333 (measly and weak but just u wait) summary: V has everything under control. He's not dying. He and Kerry are still going strong. He's now the King of the Afterlife. And Johnny Silverhand is alive and in his own body. He's not forgetting anything...or is he?  notes: Anyone ever want both a male and female V in game? Surprise motherfuckers! Post-Canon The Sun ending fix-it fic coming RIGHT UP! Enjoy two V’s!

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AOO Link

4307 hours, 258420 minutes and 15505200.1 seconds. 5.9 months. That’s how long it took to get Johnny back. Not just in V’s head, but actually back . Not only did V focus on getting his own body to stop slowly dying from the lack of Johnny’s biochip in his head, he also focused on how he would get Johnny back. The fucker grew on him...or in him, for better use of the terms. Johnny was a parasite that not only slowly killed V by means not of his own volition, but also slithered his way into V’s heart. Hell, the only reason V came back to his body instead of giving the thing to Johnny was because he gave control to Johnny at Arasaka Tower. V looked over at the man now...in the flesh and not just a fucked up construct in his head that only he could see and hear. Johnny was leaning on the railing to V’s penthouse apartment. The sun was slowly setting on Night City, and despite V being almost next door (or next skyscraper) to her old apartment, there was something so surreal about the scene. Johnny had an unlit cigarette in his mouth and was just leaning on the guardrail, looking at the city with a silent awe. His sunglasses were on top of his head and there was a sort of peace about it all. V blinked as a message came into view. V let out a soft sigh, turning back around and walking into the house.

V was going through his clients and fixers. After everything that happened at Arasaka, V was suddenly thrown back into his body. A living legend. Something V had wanted for a long time...and it felt strange. V was still learning how to live with being a legend. Taking over Afterlife and Rogue’s legacy was a lot more difficult than V had imagined. V hadn’t even imagined becoming a fixer himself...and now there he was. Every other fixer didn’t want Rogue’s position, and most of them now came to V for things. It was all just so...much more than what he expected. V kind of expected to die and become a legend, not live to tell the tale of his escapades. He was alive and now people whispered and tried to fuck him over far more often than he wanted to be fucked. V grumbled once more, throwing himself onto the couch. Kerry was on tour with the Us Cracks for another day and V desperately wanted to actually be fucked instead of having to deal with others who were trying to fuck him in a non-sexy way. “Bein’ a fixer a lot more difficult than you expect?” Johnny asked, pulling V’s attention to the door where Johnny leaned against. V let out a small grunt, looking back up at the ceiling. “I doubt Rogue ever took a fuckin’ break, but you aren’t Rogue. You can make new rules.” Johnny muttered, walking over and leaning over the couch, looking down at V. V looked up at him, suddenly mesmerized by how he actually cast a shadow...how he didn’t glitch when he talked. How he couldn’t just materialize his sunglasses and how stupid he looked with them on the top of his head. “Take a break before you burn yourself out. Didn’t go through all that trouble to clone a new body just to fuck it up by working too hard.” Johnny muttered. V stared at him for a moment longer and sighed. “There’s still a lot of shit I gotta deal with.” V grumbled, rubbing his eyes. “Ya know, I didn’t just get a fuckin’ manual of how to be a fixer and how to run shit smoothly.” V said, looking back up at Johnny. Johnny didn’t say anything, his mind obviously going back to what happened at Arasaka tower...the reason why V was a fixer now and not just a merc. Rogue was dead. Silence filled the air. V sat up and touched Johnny’s hand. Johnny didn’t say a word at the action. Didn’t move his hand either. It was weird being able to physically touch Johnny. Even weirder not to hear his stupid voice rattling around his head, but to actually hear it. Even without the fucker being in his head, he just knew shit with Johnny. That’s what happens when you share a brain and see into the other’s head and soul’s.The two had been through enough shit for a lifetime...and here they both were...living and alive. Clones of what they once were, but both alive. About 5 months into looking at ways for V not to just kick the bucket in the coming month, V decided to take up street fighting. The first place V fought was a little rooftop in Kabuki. There, he fought these two twins that were the same but different. They had split their personalities into two different bodies so that they were two different people but still 1 person. It made V feel hopeful. Sure, they were twins to begin with, but seeing how identical they looked, V got the idea of clones. V called up Hanako who didn’t answer, but V left a voicemail, explaining his reasoning for the call. Then he called Takemura who also didn’t answer. Arasaka fuckers were hard to track down, especially since what V was asking was a lot. V wanted a new body and he wanted Johnny’s engram back, Johnny on the chip...and then a clone of Johnny. It was a big request, especially wanting to bring a literal terrorist against Arasaka back to life...So, like a rational person, V broke back into Arasaka Tower, took Johnny’s engram back and booked it the fuck back to Vik’s. Then V had to go into Cyberspace to find the fucker, so he had to get some help from the Voodoo Boys to get back to the blackwall. Then he had to find him in Cyberspace and throw his ass back into an engram. Alt luckily let him leave willingly, even telling V to make sure when switching out his own engram into a clone to be quick, otherwise he would flatline. The next thing V had to do was find someone to copy Johnny’s DNA and then find out about clones. In less than 2 weeks...while trying to run the Afterlife...and dying. Kerry was a real lifesaver when it came to those 5+ months. Always helpful. Helping buy the best people to make identical clones of both V and Johnny. Fuck he missed the stupid rockstar. “Mind if I use that little Arasaka AV to get the fuck off this little penthouse oasis?” Johnny asked, pulling V from his own thoughts. “Got a hot date er somethin’?” V asked back with a smirk. Johnny returned the smirk. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” Johnny teased back. V let himself chuckle, waving his hand towards the front door. “All yours, Silverhand. There’s a key by the door...you know, so your old ass is able to get in it.” V snarked, standing up and grabbing a bottle of Centzon off the end table in front of him. Johnny didn’t have any modifications, minus his new cybernetic arm. His old one was a few decades outdated and despite V’s own cloned body being perfect, something in Johnny’s DNA left him without his left arm...Johnny didn’t seem to mind the new arm. Didn’t seem to mind the new body either. Apparently his cock was still impressive and that was all he really cared about. “Don’t go nukin’ any Arasaka towers.” V teased as Johnny started walking over to the front door. V looked over and saw his middle finger up in the air as he grabbed the key from the door. V sighed, hearing the doors slide shut behind Johnny and the AV starting up and flying off. V sat back on the couch and closed his eyes. +++

“Open the fucking door you fucking gonk!” Johnny shot up from his spot on the couch at the sudden pounding and screaming at the door. V got a new penthouse and lovingly gave Johnny his shithole of an apartment. Another louder pounding of the door followed as Johnny got up from the couch which he had fallen asleep on after eating far too much Chinese food. “I swear to fuckin’ GOD VINCENT FLOWERS!” The pounding of the door was somehow even louder as the woman’s voice continued to scream against it. Vincent Flowers ? Ooh V would not like to know some lady was saying his full name. Johnny was sure V only swung one way, but with the way this chick was banging on the door, it sounded like V had wronged her. Bad . Johnny opened the door mid-pounding, forcing the woman behind it to stumble forward into the apartment. “Take it easy, princess.” Johnny smirked as the woman let out a sharp huff, glaring up at him. She had red hair, a red and black trenchcoat. At least she matched. “What do I owe the pleasure of-” Johnny started before the woman kicked his feet out from under him, straddling his chest once on the ground and holding a gun against his forehead. He could have sworn he heard someone mutter something outside the door, but it slid shut before he could even process anything that was going on. “Vincent Flowers. Vince. V. Whatever the fuck he goes by. Where the fuck is he?” The woman snarled lowly back down at him. Johnny stared back up at her, his hands going up in defense as his breath came back from being knocked out of him. Still not used to that feeling either. “Who’s askin’?” The words came out far more growled than Johnny had meant. He had only had his body for about a week and now he was gonna lose it to some redheaded woman for being protective over V? Yeah that seemed about right. Kinda figured he’s flatline under a woman. “His sister .” The woman said through clenched teeth, glaring back down at him. Johnny’s brows furrowed as he stared up at her. V was around Johnny’s height, maybe a centimetre shorter than him, but this woman had to only be about 5’4”. Her hair looked long with how big her stupid space buns looked. V had dark black hair, while this woman had dark red hair. V didn’t have any tints of red in his hair. The only thing the two had in common were freckles across their nose, though this woman’s freckles were far darker than V’s and...her eyes. Their eyes. Purple. Johnny blinked. “I don’t remember you.” Johnny muttered aloud, more to himself than to the woman. Johnny had been in the prick’s fucking head for over a month, seeing his memories, feeling his feelings, and not once did he remember this little redheaded bitch in the fucker’s memories. Johnny stared at her for a moment longer before she punched him in the nose.  “ Fuck .” Johnny grumbled at the sudden pain. “ Tell me! ” The woman snapped pushing the gun now fully against his forehead. It felt warm. Like she had used it recently, but not so recent that it burned. “Where the fuck is V?” The woman said with a low growl, getting closer to Johnny’s face. “Where is my brother?” The woman asked, sounding a little less hostile at her own words. Johnny watched as her guard went down for a minute before slamming his head into hers. The woman let out a sharp hiss from the pain as Johnny took the opportunity to shove her off of him and quickly rush over to where he kept his gun. Gunfire filled the little apartment as Johnny dove over the couches and grabbed his own gun from the coffee table, staying low to keep from the gunfire. “Why are you lookin’ for him?” Johnny asked loudly, as the gunfire stopped for a moment. Johnny glimpsed over the couch before ducking and falling below where the couch ended and the step was to keep himself from being shot as she fired a few more shots. “I’m worried about the fucker.” The woman snapped back. “He went fucking dark about 8 months ago. Not a fucking word. Dropped off the face of the planet.” The woman explained. Johnny made sure his gun was loaded before quickly rushing over to the bed and jumping on it, to keep himself from being shot, firing a few warning shots back at the woman. “Is he alive?” The woman asked, her tone softening at the question. A moment of weakness. Johnny tossed a pillow towards the couch, watching it get blown to bits from gunfire, helping him figure out where she was by the way the fluff blew out of the pillow. Johnny’s ears perked up at the sound of clicking near the bathroom, knowing she had emptied her clip. Now or never. Johnny quickly rushed around the bed wall and the bathroom wall, grabbing onto the woman’s wrist, hitting the gun from her hand before flipping her over his shoulder and onto the ground, aiming his gun down at her now. The woman glared back up at him as Johnny kicked the gun towards the couches, away from this little hellfire. “He’s alive.” Johnny said, watching her glare subside for a moment as a wave of relief washed over her. “Good.” The woman sighed, staring back up at Johnny before reaching and pulling out another gun from just under her chest from a gun holster and aimed it back at him. Fuck. “Valley.” The woman said, staring back up at Johnny, expecting an introduction. Johnny found himself chuckling. “Johnny.” Johnny introduced himself. Maybe she really was V’s brother. Valley. Valley. This name didn’t sound familiar, but when he thought back of his time in V’s brain, he felt it was familiar. “V doesn’t live here anymore.” Johnny explained, keeping his gun trained on the woman. The woman let out an annoyed huff, setting her gun down to her side, staring up at the ceiling. “You know where he is?” The woman, Valley, asked, looking defeated as she lay on her back on the ground. Johnny slowly lowered his gun. “I just want to see how he is...not just hear it.” Valley muttered, looking back up at Johnny. “I’ve heard a lot of shit about him...It took me about a month to get to Night City and even outside of the fuckin’ city, I’d heard things about V...kinda why I didn’t just come and see what had happened when he went radio silent.” Valley muttered, more annoyed than anything. Johnny stared at her for a long moment before she sat up. “I only knew one number of his, and it was a client that got him into Night City...Jackie Welles. Do you know him?” Valley asked and Johnny felt his heart drop at the name. ‘Course he knew him. Knew that V never truly mourned. Felt the ache in his own damn chest from the grief. “Yeah…” Johnny muttered aloud, staring back at the woman. His heart clenched uncomfortably tight. Valley simply looked back up at him and nodded. “I mean, hell, I know it was about 2 years ago when V first left, but that was the only contact I had that could even potentially lead me to him…” Valley muttered, sitting up on her elbows. “Then he got kicked out of that stupid fuckin’ Arasaka job, so I couldn’t just ring them up askin’ for V.” Valley continued sitting up fully, leaning her arms against her knees. “Last thing I heard was he got this big gig with some big fixer. Thought it’d make him a legend.” V shrugged, looking back up at Johnny. “Then...nothin’.” Valley shook her head, looking confused by the silent act. “Don’t get me wrong, he would go off the map for a while, sure, but after about 2 months, a girl gets worried, ya know?” Valley asked as Johnny stood silent, watching as she explained herself. Johnny felt himself sigh, glancing back at the clock that sat on the ground beside the bed as it blared an obnoxious red reading 3 am. “Why don’t I take you to see him yourself?” Johnny asked, placing his gun on the bathroom sink. “If you really are his sister, then you have a lot to catch up on.” Johnny muttered, reaching out his cybernetic hand to help her up off his floor. Valley grabbed his hand, shoving her gun into her holster, looking at the arm for just a moment. “Where’s he live now?” Valley asked, walking over and grabbing her other gun off of the ground. Johnny, despite himself, watched her bend over. The more he looked at her, the less he could see them as biological brother and sister. For one, V had no ass at all, and despite the long and dramatic trench coat (that hugged this woman’s figure e xquisitely ) Johnny could tell this woman had an ass. And a nice rack on her. “And to think you were someone V would bone.” The woman muttered aloud, forcing Johnny to stop his gawking, only then noticing her staring back at him. “Sorry princess, but you did come banging on my door like an ex-lover at 3 in the fuckin’ mornin’.” Johnny snarked back with a smirk. The woman scoffed, walking past him towards the door, but Johnny caught the slight color change in her cheeks when she passed. Johnny chuckled lowly as he grabbed the key to V’s AV from from the desk beside the bathroom, shoving his gun into his holster. “Everythin’ alright in here?” Johnny heard as he popped his head around the corner, seeing that Valley had opened the door and a police officer was standing on the other side. “Got some complaints about gunshots and screamin’.” The officer muttered, looking around Valley into the apartment. Johnny walked up behind her and shook his head. “Nothing to concern yourself with, officer .” The words were spit out with venom as Johnny leaned against the door, nearly nudging Valley out of the way. “You know the area.” Johnny said with a shrug, glaring back at the man. Looked like the same cop that nearly got that ex-cop down the hall killed for not giving a shit. “We were just headed out.” Johnny stated sharply, grabbing hold of Valley’s arm and hitting his shoulder with the officer’s shoulder as he got out the door, pulling Valley along. The officer chuckled behind him as the door to V’s-er Johnny’s , he guessed, apartment slid shut and locked loudly. Johnny felt his blood boil from the sound. “Easier just to let people know you were bringin’ a joytoy back to get aggressive with. No need to be called out for a domestic with a cumslut.” The officer muttered aloud. Johnny stopped, just a moment after Valley did. Valley turned a lot quicker around than he did. “So if you knew that the noise complaints were involving a joytoy or doll, you’d ignore it?” Valley snapped quickly, her fists already in balls as she walked back up to the officer. The officer’s hand went to his hip and Johnny reached for his own gun at his hip. “Oh, I’m sorry, is being a slut a hard job?” The officer chuckled back down at her. “Is being a cum guzzling whore dangerous?” The officer asked, bending down with a smirk that Johnny suddenly grabbed hold of Valley’s arm and pulled her a step back. “Try being a cop.” The officer continued. “Not much of a difference.” Valley spit back. “Both get fucked by Corpos all the time. Only difference is that pigs don’t need to be paid extra to swallow.” Valley snapped. Johnny couldn’t help the snort that left his body as he watched the officer’s face drop. The small moment quickly died as the officer pulled his gun from his holster. Johnny quickly pulled Valley from the situation, vaguely hearing the police scream and curse as the two sprinted away from the scene, down the stairs, past the gym and into the elevator, quickly shutting the thing and going up to the roof. Even as they rode upwards, Johnny could hear the officer swearing and screaming. A few shots of gunfire followed. Johnny now laughed as he leaned against the side of the elevator. “Had my doubts ‘bout you bein’ V’s sister, but after that little show? No doubt.” Johnny chuckled, nodding back down to where they had been. Through the glass, Johnny could see the officer having a tantrum, now across the apartments to better see their elevator going up, looking for another way up to the roof. Johnny turned his attention back to the woman. She had her arms folded, obviously in her own head, glaring at the elevator doors. Johnny could have sworn he felt heat coming off of her. “V never mentioned he had a sister.” Johnny said, changing the subject, leaning against the elevator’s wall. Valley blinked, pulling herself back to where she was before looking over at him. “Should have just put a bullet to his head.” Valley muttered, looking past Johnny, out to the apartment buildings as they continued climbing higher. “Get rid of at least 1 corrupted fuckin’ cop.” Valley growled, her jaw clenching as she spoke. “Police station isn’t too far from here if you want to go burn the place to the ground.” Johnny shrugged, folding his own arms. Johnny watched as Valley’s glare slowly faded as she let out a small chuckle. “Know anyone with explosives?” Valley asked and Johnny nearly doubled over from laughter, but easily kept that in his chest, instead just chuckling. Maybe 50 years ago, but now, he was still new to being alive, let alone knowin’ where to get some more nukes. “Didn’t bring mine with me into the city. Hard enough as is to get into the fuckin’ place without havin’ explosives in the trunk.” Valley chuckled. Johnny stared at her for a moment before chuckling. The elevator doors opened. “I remember V had to smuggle in some kinda lizard into the City to get in.” Johnny chuckled, walking out the elevator doors. The sound of police sirens weren’t as loud the higher they were. Johnny suspected that one or two might be for the little commotion that Valley caused with the cop down in the apartments, but they wouldn’t even be in the same building when they got to the roof. Only way to get to the roof was by the elevator. Pretty shitty design, but Johnny didn’t give a shit. Place was meant to be torn down anyway, but enough people kept living there that they kept bringing in money into the Corpo’s pockets. Johnny pressed the key to the AV and the AV opened up. Valley followed behind, lookin at the AV and raising an eyebrow. “What? Don’t look like the kinda guy that owns an AV?” Johnny sassed as and got into the AV. “No, you don’t.” Valley stated as she hesitantly got into the AV. Johnny chuckled as she sat down beside him, flinching as the doors closed. “Please provide your destination.” The fancy British voice of the AV said. “V’s place.” Johnny stated, reaching over and grabbing two champagne flutes with clear liquid in them. Johnny knew V filled the fuckers up with vodka instead of the champagne that they were supposed to have in them. “Noted. En route.” The voice said again. “Here.” Johnny said, reaching to hand Valley the drink. Valley didn’t move her hand from the arms of her chair. Didn’t even look towards him. Her eyes were fixated on the floor. Johnny looked at her knuckles and saw them going white. “Don’t like flyin’?” Johnny asked with a chuckle in his voice. Valley shook her head. “Rather drive.” Valley muttered, shutting her eyes tightly as the AV got into the air. Johnny rolled his eyes, drinking the Centzon down. “Willin’ to stand up to a cop about joytoys than to fly in an AV?” Johnny snarked aloud. Valley glared over at him, snatching the drink from his hand before drinking it all before coughing violently. “Fuck!” Valley hissed, looking for a place to put the glass down. Johnny moved his own back to its original placement before grabbing the empty one from Valley’s hands. “Jesus!” Valley snapped, glaring over at the vodka flutes. “Couldn’t just be water er somethin’?” Valley snapped, more mad at the two other filled flutes than she was at him. Johnny chuckled, leaning back into his seat, spreading out as he usually did. “Can’t handle your liquor, princess?” Johnny asked with a smirk, reaching for his sunglasses and finding nothing. Johnny let out a small, displeased grunt at the fact that he couldn’t just materialize the fuckin’ things. Wasn’t expecting to leave the apartment till morning. Wasn’t expecting to be woken the fuck up by V’s long lost sister at 3 in the fuckin’ morning. “Initiating landing sequence.” The British voice announced. Valley looked both relieved and extremely stressed. Even if she was V’s sister, he could think of one way that she could relax. Johnny found himself adjusting his pants slightly. Fuck he needed a good lay. Shouldn’t be hard. Didn’t have any trouble back in the day... “We have arrived at your destination.” The AV announced. The door opened automatically and Valley quickly got out of the AV. Johnny rolled his eyes as he followed behind. Valley looked up at the penthouse building. “V lives here ?” Valley asked, gesturing towards the house. Johnny chuckled and nodded. “Oh, I’m going to fucking kill him.” Valley growled lowly, already grabbing one of her pistols. “Watch the guns, princess, there’s security drones around here.” Johnny chastised, catching up to her as she walked towards the front door. “Pretty sure if they nearly shoot my head off, they’ll take yours off without hesitation. ‘Specially with a gun in your hand.” Johnny muttered as he walked up to the front door. “Put the gun away.” Johnny snapped, nodding at her gun. Valley let out a sharp sigh before doing so. “Now. Stay here.” Johnny stated, taking the few steps up to the building, putting a code into the door. Valley rolled her eyes and folded her arms. “I’m not a fucking dog.” Valley hissed as Johnny entered the house. Johnny rolled his own eyes as he heard her following behind. Johnny hesitated for a moment as he heard noises in the house. Valley walked in beside him before Johnny grabbed her arm and forced her to stop. Valley glared back up at him before he tapped his ear, indicating her to listen. Valley stopped and listened, as Johnny slowly pulled his gun out. Valley followed suit with the action. Johnny and Valley slowly headed towards the gun stash. Fuck. Johnny wasn’t prepared. He was just in a tanktop and his leather pants. No bullet proof vest or nothing. Should’ve known he’d find himself in some shit sooner or later. Just expected it to be later and when he actually figured out what he was going to do in regards to money. May have tried out that rockstar life he sorta missed out on when Samurai broke up. After Alt died, he had kind of spiraled out of control...well, not ‘kind of’. He couldn’t remember much from 2013 to 2023. It all seemed like a blur of drugs and alcohol and deals that got him a nuke or two. It was a blur, and as much as V insisted that he needed to go to therapy for it, Johnny honestly felt at ease after coming back. New body and all kinda helped. Well he did feel at ease...did before he had a gun in his hand in V’s house. Johnny looked over at Valley and counted down from 3. Gave her a second or 2 to process, but that’s all she needed as she nodded back. Johnny counted silently aloud before hitting the door’s button that made it open. “Oh my God!” Valley screamed, quickly averting her eyes from the scene. Johnny let out a good laugh. The source of the noise? V fucking Kerry...or rather he had been for about a second before Johnny got to fully witness what V looked like while blowing his load. Had the pleasure of having an up close and personal experience when V and Kerry trashed and burned that shitty record guys’ yacht. “Johnny get the fuck out!” Kerry snapped as V quickly pulled out and looked mortified at the whole thing. Johnny laughed, leaning against the doorframe, much to both Kerry and V’s discomfort as the both grabbed something to hide themselves. Kerry going for a more modest plant while V grabbed a machine gun. “Forget that I’ve been in your head when you did this the first time?” Johnny asked V as he ushered Johnny out of his little armoury and shoved past him, rushing up the stairs. “You forget when we -” Johnny got out before Kerry punched him in the stomach, making him bite his tongue and fall to a knee from the force and cough. “T-Touchy subject?” Johnny coughed as Kerry quickly ran up the stairs after V. Johnny laughed with a hiss as he stood up, holding his stomach for a moment longer, trying to subside the pain by sure willpower. Didn’t miss that. Didn’t miss the raw pain of bein’ alive. When he was with V, he got a small snippet of emotions and feelings. None ever compared to the real thing. The only one that came close was whenever V thought about Jackie; gave him a call and left a voicemails whenever anything of importance happened. That was something that always hit Johnny with full force. Johnny walked back into the living room, noticing a slight breeze to his right. His eyes turned towards the source and saw Valley leaning up against the guard rail. Johnny walked out onto the terrace and leaned beside her, pulling a cigarette from his case in his pocket and putting it in his mouth. The lack of nicotine that V took in when Johnny was in his head really changed him. V really changed him. It was just a habit now. He didn’t light the thing. Just needed a little familiarity, but the taste didn’t do as much as it once did...even with a new and not-fucked-up clone body. “Was...was that Kerry Eurodyne?” Valley asked after a moment of silence. Johnny looked back over at her. Even in the neon lights, he could see that her face was flushed still. Johnny chuckled, feeling it go through his whole body. That was something he also wasn’t used to. Feeling so...so light . Sure, corpos were still shit, Arasaka was still around and doing shady shit and hell, the world was in a worse state than when he flatlined and got trapped in an Arasaka mind prison, but...he was alive . And Adam Smasher was dead...and so was Rogue. The lightness was quickly replaced with guilt. Johnny nodded his head, not letting guilt take over as he spoke. “And you’re some Johnny Silverhand impersonator, right?” Valley asked, leaning on one arm to turn and look at him. Johnny raised an eyebrow back at her. “You’re all in this poly relationship, but you forgot it was Kerry’s night with V.” Valley stated, looking serious as she spoke. “V and I really liked Samurai growing up so it makes a little sense that he’d fuck anyone in the band he could get his hands on.” Valley shrugged. Johnny stared back at her before laughing. “Disappointed you didn’t cash in on that option?” Johnny asked playfully. Valley raised an eyebrow back at him. “You know, Johnny was known as a player.” Johnny chuckled with a wink of his eye and a wiggle of his eyebrows. Valley snorted and shook her head. Johnny should have saved that for later. Her face was still a light pink from earlier and he couldn’t tell if she was even remotely affected by his words. “That your final guess on what he’s been up to?” Johnny asked, raising his eyebrow while leaning now to look at her. “That your brother ditched you to get kabobed by the leading men in Samurai?” Johnny asked playfully. Valley let out a snort through her nose before laughing. “Oh God ew!” Valley said through her laughter. “I don’t want to think about that !” Valley snapped through her laughter, punching Johnny in the arm before reeling back as she hit his metal arm. “Fuck!” Valley hissed, looking at her hand and then his arm. Johnny chuckled at the action, as she shook her hand and walked away from the rail. “Even went as far as choppin’ your arm off?” Valley asked, looking back up at Johnny. Johnny opened and closed his left hand, looking at the metal arm. “You could say I wasn’t made with one.” Johnny said, leaning backwards against the railing now. A cool breeze blew against his back, sending a shiver up his spine. Despite global warming and all the shit they were doing to keep the little piece of ice in Antarctica frozen still, it meant that summers were hot and winters were cold . Johnny couldn’t even imagine the weather after 50 years. It was in the middle of October, and that was the first cold breeze Johnny had felt. Didn’t help that Night City was beside the ocean. “Alright, what the fuck is so fuckin’ important that you need to show up here at nearly 4 in the fuckin’ mornin’?” V asked angrily as he walked out of his house and onto the terrace. Couldn’t really take him seriously as he was wearing a frilly little robe. Johnny didn’t say a word, only nodded towards Valley. Johnny watched as V turned and the anger in his face suddenly disappeared. Valley’s face was slow to respond. The two looked shocked to see the other. “V-Valley?” V asked hesitantly. Johnny watched as the anger V once had on his face was transferred to Valley’s. “What are you doi-” V got out before Valley walked up to him and punched him in the face. And then continued to punch him and tackle him to the ground and beat the shit out of him. “Hey hey hey! Knock it off!” Kerry snapped as he came running out in a similar skimpy little bathrobe that V was wearing, grabbing hold of Valley and trying to pull the girl off V. Valley was so caught up in beating the shit out of her brother that she didn’t even realize that she elbowed Kerry in the nose. Kerry let out a sharp hiss as blood came rushing out of his nose. “Little help Johnny.” Kerry snapped back at Johnny who had just stood and watched it all happen. Johnny rolled his eyes as he went and grabbed Valley and tore her off of V, his cigarette dropping in the process. Despite her desperate attempts to continue beating the shit out of V, Johnny pulled her off of him. “You promised me, Vincent!” Valley screamed as Johnny physically picked her up and held her from V as he lay on the ground. Valley kicked and screamed, trying to get Johnny to let her go, but luckily, the new cybernetic arm was helping keeping her restrained. “You promised, Vince, you promised me !” Valley continued to scream, but now Johnny had the unpleasant feeling of tears drip onto his arms. His cybernetic one was advanced, so he could feel the gentle droplets, but his non-cyber arm felt like they were heavier. Kerry was now kneeling beside V as he sat up. V’s nose was bleeding, he had a cut on his cheek and his head and would have a hell of a bruise under his eye. Johnny didn’t have to be in V’s body to know that hurt...but it wasn’t the physical hurt that V was worried about. He looked as if his heart was breaking and Johnny could almost feel the phantom feelings as if they were his own. Valley soon slowed down her kicking and screaming that it stopped all together. Johnny slowly put Valley onto the ground where she seemed to crumple up. A heart wrenching sob left her mouth as she sat on her knees, her hands on the ground to steady herself, but even they didn’t look sturdy. “Valerie, Valley, please, Val fuck , I’m-I’m so-I’m so sorry.” Johnny took a step back from the scene as he watched V crawl over to Valley, grabbing onto her hand tightly. That only made Valley sob even harder. V pulled Valley into his arms and let out his own sob. “Val I’m sorry, please, Valley, please I’m so fucking sorry.” V sobbed as the two held each other. Johnny walked around them and grabbed Kerry’s arm as he looked at the scene, confused and obviously distraught at it all. “Come on, Ker, let’s give them some privacy.” Johnny muttered as he pulled Kerry into the house with a little force. “What the fuck is going on?” Kerry asked, blood from his nose still running down his face. Johnny led him into the kitchen and turned on the faucet before grabbing a towel and running it under the cool water. “Johnny, who the fuck is that?” Kerry asked as Johnny handed him the wet towel as Kerry continued to stare out where they both knew V and Valley were. Johnny knew Kerry was concerned, but he also felt the hint of jealousy in his tone. “That’s his sister.” Johnny stated seriously. Shock and disbelief crossed Kerry’s face. Johnny only sighed, grabbing a fresh cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up.