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UNEVEN ODDS — CH. 1

Chapter One: These Questions Take Shape

Summary: The Reader is dragged into the Last of Us universe and has no choice but to watch the events unfold live in front of her or will she be able to change what was already written?

Paring: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 6.1k

Warnings: Age-gap Romance, Violence, PTSD, Depression, Zombies, character death, swearing, angst, fluff, eventual SMUT, MY SCIENCE MIGHT BE WRONG, plot holes, rusty writing, alternate universe

A/N: I write?? Kind of?? Tbh, this self-indulgent for sure! We love maladaptive daydreaming :) Anyways, English isn’t my first language so please forgive me for any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes! Tbh I was just gonna write one chapter per episode but I got too excited :p

Song: doomsday by Lizzy McAlpine

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YOUR OBSERVABLE UNIVERSE – 2023

It’s been three years since the pandemic, COVID-19 has taken a toll on many people. Millions have died over the past few years and you were one of the lucky ones who got by, survived, and received the vaccine as soon it was available. The world slowly begins to open up and awake from its slumber during those years of uncertainty.

So what do you do now?

You work, continue with your quantum physics research and try and make sense of your life. Someday you’ll be able to be under the mercy of light to choose your fate and your need to find certainties and concrete science. For now, you enjoy the comforting sounds of characters conversing with each other.

Immediately as the show credits show, you fold your laptop close and prepare for bed. Episode 3 of the Last of Us was the most emotional so far, Bill and Frank’s story reminds you that love will transverse in every universe. With these tired eyes, you’ve seen enough for tonight. Your eyes slowly droop down and close, luring you into a deep sleep in a state of wishful thinking, hoping that you would have that kind of love in your life. But for now, the watercolor vivid dreams will suffice.

TLOU WORLD – 2023

You groggily wake up and find yourself on the floor. Slowly as you sit up, you use one of your hands to rub away the sleep, “What the hell,” you mumble. The anxiety begins to creep in, you recognize the coloring of the walls and the type of flooring used.

You look down at yourself to check what you’re wearing, no longer in your sleep clothes but traded away for cargo pants, a shirt, socks, and black boots. What’s more concerning was the familiar voices just outside the tattered room you were in.

“There’s not gonna be anything bad in here?”

A gruff response comes, “Just you.”

“Oh, funny.”

No. God, no way. This is not happening. This isn’t possible. You must be dreaming, right? You quickly stand up, and as soft footsteps come closer, you see Ellie staring at you with complete shock, “Holy shit!” she screams.

The thundering thumps of footsteps quickly make their way into the room as you stand there in complete shock. Your eyes widen in shock as you are now face to face with the characters you’ve grown to love from last night through your laptop screen right in front of you. This feels like a very cruel joke.

Dark brown eyes, salt and pepper hair, tan skin, and lines that appear as Joel frowns at you, unimpressed and suspicious. While Tess is completely covering Ellie, she narrows her eyes at you and says, “Raise your hands.”

Slowly you follow her command and raise both your hands, not wanting to increase the tension between you and them. Then you try your best to steady the trembling voice that wants to escape from you and directly look at Joel to say, “I’m not infected.”

“Show us your arm and neck.” He replies with his thick southern accent, and you bring your hand to the collar of your shirt to show them your neck and then lift the sleeves of your jacket to prove that you are being truthful.

The tension between the four of you still hadn’t dissipated despite proving that you didn’t have Cordyceps. “You got any weapons?” Tess asks and you shake your head, “No.”

Ellie groans in frustration, “Guys, I need to pee.” And you bite back a smile, her attitude, and unintentional humor. You clear your throat and say, “Um, you two could interrogate me in the other room so she can, uh, relieve herself.”

Ellie’s two protectors give each other a knowing side glance and proceed to lower their weapons that were aimed at you. You take a deep breath and then follow Joel as he first leaves the room while Tess watches and follows you from behind, making sure you don’t try anything funny.

You stand in the center of the room, with lush green grass, and flowers, you tilt your head up to look at the stream of daylight hitting your face. You take note of the overgrown plants and trees, mother nature taking back what’s hers. Eco-brutalists would be ecstatic about all of this, minus the fungi zombies.

Tess breaks the silence and asks, “What’s your name?” You give them your name and ask for theirs, even though you didn’t need to however, it is the polite and fair thing to do. You turn your head to look at both of them. They reluctantly tell you to give them their names as you try and manage to swallow away the fear and secretly hope this was all a dream or maybe a fucked up prank. Tess raises one eyebrow at you, “Where are you from?”

You purse your lips to a thin line and wonder how the hell you were gonna answer that question, you then settle for a, “It’s complicated.”

“Complicated how?” Joel gruffly asks you and you give him a light shrug in response and he scoffs.

Your shoulders sag at his reaction to your words, “I’m not trying to be difficult, I swear. It is complicated and hard to explain, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you. And to be honest, I’m trying my best to wrap my head around this and find a way to explain it without sounding completely insane.”

Joel all but frowns at you but continues to ask, “You tryin’ to get to the QZ?” And without even thinking about it you shook your head in disagreement, and immediately followed your response with suspicion growing on their faces and a frown.

Tess looks at you in disbelief and says, “So, what the hell are you doing out in the city with all the infected running around? Going for a stroll?”

Not wanting to answer the question, you pivot to looking at his fractured hand and give him a light nod, gesturing to it, “Does it hurt?”

Tess glances at his hand and pushes Joel to sit on his chair, his hands shaking as he looks at his bloody knuckles. You also choose to sit on the plush cool green grass, the smell of earth fills your nostrils, and then watch the scene play out in front of you.

“Broken.” Tess states that Joel avoids eye contact with his partner in crime, “Maybe a hairline. It’ll heal fast.”

Tess looks down at the grimy floor and folded her hands in an attempt to calm herself, then raises her head as she whispers, “She made it through the fucking night, Joel.” He shakes his head at her, “It doesn’t matter. It’s gonna happen sooner or later. All right? We’re still close to the wall. We sneak both of them back into the QZ. We find a different way to get the battery.”

“This is our best shot,” Tess says unwaveringly with her decision while Joel scoffs, you watch them both like a tennis match and are surprised by the fact they didn’t even acknowledge your presence.

“We take her back into the QZ, someone’s gonna notice her arm. They’re gonna scan her then they’ll kill her.”

He harshly whispers back at Tess, “Well, better them than us. You need to stop talking about this kid like she’s got some kind of life in front of her.”

It felt like extreme deja vu watching Joel and Tess argue, and on queue, Ellie walks back in and throws the magazine on the floor, and slides towards Tess. The kid plops down to sit next to you on the lush grass and you look at her with a small smile.

“You hungry?” Tess asks the both of you as she rummages through her backpack to find the energy bars, “You can share some of ours.”

“Thanks. Marlene sent me with my own.” Ellie says and takes out a chicken sandwich from her bag pocket. Tess looks at you, offering some and you politely decline, the older woman tilts her head and says, “When was the last time you ate?”

“Yesterday.” You say without a thought.

“You wanna try to explain’ how you got here? Cause when we checked, you sure as hell weren’t here. Or how the fuck did you manage to survive this long with nothing?” Tess says as she chews on the bark this world now calls food. You feel your palms sweat and pulse slightly increase, you take a deep breath and say, “This is gonna sound extremely bazaar and completely impossible but try to keep an open mind because literal infected are roaming around the streets so believe anything is now within the realm of possibility. Okay?”

You got a couple of hums with curious gazes and listened as you began to speak, “I’m possibly from a different universe or world where this is all just fiction and you’re characters based on a video game-made television series. No, I have zero ideas how I got here. I went to bed and fell asleep, and next thing I know, I woke up with this painful migraine and fatigue, different clothes and you three suddenly existing.”

You paused as you took in the group gaping at you and you sigh, “From where I came from, we had a similar thing happen, a pandemic. However, it was a virus, not Cordyceps. We called it COVID-19, it could be transmitted through an infected person's mouth or nose in small liquid particles when they cough, sneeze, speak or breathe. The outbreak started in December 2019 and 6.84 million people died in the last three years during that time. We were able to make a vaccine at a rapid rate since our technology had advanced, and we were able to distribute it globally, so in the current year which we both share, which is 2023, we’re slowly trying to find our footing again as the world opens up.”

You feel your eyes glaze over, and you then shut them as you continued, “I know it sounds fucking impossible, trust me, a lot thought so too. My scientific hypothesis is that the multiverse does exist and somehow sleep or dreaming is connected to it. I really don’t know, it was all just theoretical.”

“Prove it.”

You open your eyes and look at Joel, completely surprised he spoke, “What?”

Joel’s baritone voice and defensive stare felt like electricity through your bones, “I said, prove it.”

If there’s anything you were good at, it was reading a ton of books in a short period and memorizing the important details and plot points. Visual memory paired with the love you had for these characters had you rewatching the three episodes over and over again. Quietly, you thank the younger you for being so nerdy.

You look Joel dead in the eye and turn to the kid beside you quietly looking at you while eating her sandwich, “Your name is Ellie, you got bitten by an infected while you snuck into the mall and then Marlene found you soon afterward. Those two,” you point your thumb in their direction, “need to get you to the state house in exchange for a battery so they can go find Tommy who has been missing for almost a month.”

“Holy shit. She knows my name.” Ellie said with her mouth full of her food.

You turn back to look at Joel and Tess, and then glance at his broken wristwatch, “And, um, Joel, I know how your watch broke, I’m so– .”

“Stop.” Joel lowly says, his stare as cold as ice and distrusting of you. You avert your gaze, and a blanket of silence covers the room. Shakily Joel eats his bark of food and Tess stares at you and Ellie as she chews and swallows, “Is that chicken?”

“Yup. Marlene said they get it from smugglers.” Ellie then thoughtfully tilts her head, “Guess not you guys.”

That does it for Tess and stands up to walk towards you and the kid, “Hey, hey!” Joel says as he stands up after her but Tess holds her hand out to stop him and to signal it’s fine, “Why are you so important to Marlene? And don’t lie to me, or we’ll take you back.”

“Like she said,” the kid gestures to you, “If you take me back, you don’t get your battery.” Tess scoffs, “You heard that?” and Ellie shrugs at her, the older woman mock laughs, “Then you must’ve heard he wants to shoot you.”

Ellie looks toward Joel and he doesn’t deny it, he simply stares back at her.

“If you do that, it would be the dumbest shit you’ll ever do.” You mumble while frowning, Tess turns to you and harshly says, “Zip it, this doesn’t concern you.” And you take what she said in stride and don’t push it any further.

She then crouches down to talk to Ellie, “I’m gonna talk to you like you’re an adult. Okay?” She then takes Ellie’s silence as consent to continue, “Joel and I aren’t good people. We’re doing this for us because apparently, you’re worth something. But we don’t know what you’re worth if we don’t know what we have. So answer my question.”

Ellie rolls her eyes, rubs her face, and mumbles to herself, “She told me not to tell anybody and now I’m telling the first people that I…” She lets out a sigh and reluctantly speaks, “There’s a Firefly base camp somewhere out west with doctors. They’re working on a cure.”

Joel immediately groans in frustration, “I’ve heard this before.” Ellie continues, “And whatever happened to me,” and at the same time she and Joel say, “is the key to finding the vaccine.”

He sighs in exasperation, “That’s what this is? We’ve heard this a million times. Vaccines, miracle cures. None of it works. Ever.”

Ellie stands up, “Fuck you, man. I didn’t ask for this.”

“You and me both.” The grouch turns to his partner and says, “This isn’t gonna end well, Tess. We need to go back.”

You then remember after all those essays and news articles about your pandemic, the time when everything felt so hopeless and scary. You look at Joel and you see a reflection of your own, his fear and panic, “It’s possible.”

They both turn to you and you continue, “Theoretically, it’s possible to create a fungi vaccine, however, I’m not even sure you have the technology to produce it. And it would take finding out what Ellie truly is. Either Ellie’s immune system mutated and created antibodies to fight against the Cordyceps or something else… But either way, a vaccine or maybe a cure could be possible now because of her.”

Tess stands up, as do you, and looks at Ellie for a moment, then to Joel to say, “Let’s just finish it. It doesn’t matter if she is what the Fireflies or what an alien says.”

“I’m human.” You grumble and Tess ignores you, “If they believe that she is then we get what we want.”

Joel gives a glare at Ellie and then shifts his gaze to you, he sighs and shakes his head, “If she so much as twitches.”

Ellie proceeds to make gurgling noises and movements to pretend as if she’s turning into an infected. Tess turns to look at her and scolds in a motherly fashion, “Don’t.” You try and hold in your laugh and the young girl clears her throat, scratches the back of her neck, and mumbles, “Yeah… okay.”

Tess then turns to Joel, “Okay?”

Defeated, Joel swings his arms open and whispers, “Okay.”

The foreshadowing of the fact it will not be okay in the next few moments had you feeling nauseous. The churning fear begins to bubble inside of you, Tess is going to die, albeit a noble and honorable death, but it still would hurt Joel, and Ellie as she slowly grows more fond of the older woman. Then, it hit you, is it possible to change what already was written? Could you save them all? Well, you’re already here, might as well try.

The three of them begin to pack their belongings as you awkwardly stand there with your hands in your pockets and watch as they prepare for the journey to the State House. The sound of Joel picking up his gun catches Ellie’s interest, “Can I have a gun?”

“Absolutely not.”

“No.”

“Okay. Fine. Jesus. I’ll have to throw a fucking sandwich at them.” Ellie then shoves the leftover sandwich into her bag and Joel goes to the giant bookshelf, which is blocking the door, to the side, then peaks out of the door to check if it’s safe. You hear the sound of birds chirping and feel the warmth of the light flood in the abandoned building.

“It’s clear.”

Following Ellie from behind, you begin walking slowly toward the light and into the apocalyptic city. Your eyes take in the sight of tilted, destroyed, buildings, overgrown plants, trees, abandoned cars, and trucks. A hauntingly beautiful sight if you were being honest.

Ellie gasps in wonder as she takes it all in, “Woah.” Tess looks over at her and says, “Yeah, looks different in the daylight, huh?” Joel quickly scans the area, “We should get moving.” Tess begins to take the lead, followed by Ellie then you, while Joel trails from behind.

“It’s like a fucked up moon.” Ellie moves towards a crater and peers over it, “Is this where they bombed?”

“Yeah, they hit most of the big cities like this. They had to slow the spread somehow.” Tess says and Joel continues to walk past it, ignoring the crater and any kind of conversation. “Worked here, but it didn’t in most places.”

Unconsciously, you begin humming to the tune of a Linda Ronstadt song. The last song you ever heard before sleeping. Continuing up to a ruined building, with debris blocking your path, “So the State House is across there. It’s about a ten-minute walk if you could go straight.”

Ellie looks at both of them and you wonder how the fuck you were gonna defeat the clickers later on with no weapon, “So…”

“Long way or short way?” Joel asks Tess, she holds the straps of her backpack and the wind blows through her hair, “I mean, it’s a long way or the we’re-fucking-dead way.”

“Well, I vote a long way just based on that limited information,” Ellie says dryly, and Joel stares at her, a puzzled expression on his face, then his eyes lands on you, waiting for your input.

You frown at him, “No, don’t look at me like that. I’m not giving you any spoilers.” Joel clenches his jaw and turns to Tess, “We have to check it from the hotel first.” She begins to walk away, “Okay.”

You walk along the highway in somewhat comfortable silence, you carefully look to the ground and see a giraffe plushie, the symbolism doesn’t escape you, knowing all too well what it meant. Moss and different kinds of plants grow over the cracks of the road, you spot branches atop abandoned cars and dust covers the windows of each door.

Tess and Ellie begin conversing in front of the group, while you and Joel follow from a distance. You look at Joel and say, “I’m sorry if I overstepped a while ago. I couldn’t prove it unless I told you something only you knew.”

He looks at you in an emotion you can’t quite understand, but still responds in his grumpy demeanor, “Just don’t bring it up again.” You quickly nod, “Mhm, noted.”

It was quiet for a bit until, to your surprise, he asks you, “What did you do for work?” The smile was so difficult to hold back, you chuckle and raise your eyebrows, “I’m… well, was a Quantum physicist. You were a carpenter right?”

“It kinda’ freaks me out how you know that off the top of your head.” His Texan accent heavy as he spoke, you knew that it would take time to build his trust. His reserved and security-oriented nature would prove to be a challenge, but something you wholeheartedly would take on, “I’ll try not to do it as much, I’m sorry.”

“You apologize too much.”

“It’s a habit I’m trying to break, to be honest.” You chuckle nervously, putting your hands in the pockets of your cargo pants, and continue to walk, watching and hearing bits of conversation from Tess and Ellie.

“I thought you were some sort of’ performer, a singer maybe, with all that hummin’ you were doin’ awhile ago.”

That catches you off guard and you feel the confusion form on your face and you begin to feel your face feel warm, “What?” Joel continues, “You were hummin’ to Linda Ronstadt, right? Haven’t heard that song in a while.” You stared at him in complete disbelief, “You heard me humming?”

As he was about to reply, you and him managed to catch up to Ellie and Tess to overhear their conversation, “How old are you?” Ellie replies, “Fourteen.” Tess hums and smirks at the kid, “Wow. Well, I mean you got some balls on you, sister.”

“Thanks,” Ellies says and follows after Tess, climbing over the flipped rusted car. You follow their movements and Joel does too.

Tess curiously looks over her shoulder at Ellie and continues her walk forward, “Nobody is gonna come after you, right? Like Mom, Dad, boyfriend?”

“I’m an orphan, and, uh, no.” Ellie takes a look around her surroundings and lets her hand brush on the tall grass growing from the cracks of the pavement, “Everyone said the open city was crazy. Like, swarms of infected running around everywhere.”

Joel humors her, “Not exactly like that.” Tess smiles, “You know people like to tell stories.”

“So there aren’t super-infected that explode fungus spores on you?” Ellie curiously asks with a somewhat happy tone, as if all of this doesn’t scare her. Fearless is what you conclude, a trait that could be good when at its best but dangerous and reckless at its worse. “Shit, I hope not,” Tess says.

“Or ones with split-open heads that see in the dark like bats?” Ellie asks and that causes a shift in Tess, Joel, and your demeanor. Fucking clickers. And on queue, you hear the screeching of the devil’s spawn in the distance. The whole group stills and Ellie shakily asks, “What was that?”

Joel doesn’t reply, instead, he just says, “Let’s keep movin’.”

Joel pushes the doors of the hotel open, loudly shrieking as he does, and all three of you are greeted with the sight of the flooded hotel. It was almost swamp-like due to the green water, lily pads floating, and the ducks and frogs swimming.

Ellie takes a spin and looks at the view with a childlike wonder you wish you still had, “You’ve got to be kidding me! You ever stay in a place like this?” “Uh, no, a little out of our league.” Tess says and Joel looks at Ellie and asks, “How do you even know what this is?” Being the smartass that she throws him a look and says, “Have you heard of books?”

You chuckle as Joel shakes his head and walks down into the murky water, “Wait we’re going in there?” Ellie asks, and Tess nods, “Yeah, we gotta get to the stairwell on the other side.” The kid takes a step back, “Well, I don’t… I don’t know how to swim.” Joel lifts an eyebrow, “Seriously?”

“Do you think we have pools in the QZ?” Ellie says with narrowed eyes. “No, smart-ass. I mean…”, Joel does a little jump into the water, it does a small splash when he does. “I don’t know how I was supposed to know that,” Ellie says as she walks down the steps and into the water, you follow behind her and Tess.

You four wade through the green murky water, “This is so gross.” Ellie says with a huge smile on her face and you can’t help but laugh, “This is disgusting.” The fourteen-year-old spots the concierge desk and makes her way over, “Oh, check it out!”

You place both of your hands on your hips and watch her mess with the call bell, “Ding, ding.” She begins to do her form of roleplay for her entertainment and to cure her boredom, “Yes sir. I would like your finest suite, please.”

“Yes, ma’am. Would you like me to take your luggage?”, she proceeds to answer her own question and pushes the hotel bell cart through the water, “Yes, ma’am. Right away ma’am…”

“You’re a weird kid.” Joel states, Ellie turns her head to look at him, “You’re a weird kid.” Something falls over, a sloshing sound indicating that it had fallen in front of Ellie causing her to jump back and bang the piano behind her and yelp, “Oh, fuck!”

You and Joel are quick to come to her side to see what it was. A skeleton lay there unmoving and rotten, your eyes raise to look at Ellie panting and clutching onto the hotel bell cart, “Oh, my god.” Joel kicks the skull and the kid mumbles, “Uh, sorry.”

Joel offers his hand to help Ellie back up and the sound of the honky-tonk piano creates sharp notes as she stands, Joel pulls back his hand once Ellie can manage on her own and begins to walk away.

You look to Joel, “How’s the hand?” He looks down at it as it shakes again, “It’ll heal.” Your face forms a frown and you shake your head, “That doesn’t answer my question.” Joel doesn’t respond and decides to continue and you simply follow.

“You okay?” Tess asks Ellie, and the young girl wades through the water like nothing happened, “Yep. Fucking Fabulous.”

After ten flights of stairs you finally made it to the top floor, Joel goes through the doorway first, while Tess takes a moment to catch her breath, “Fuck. Holy shit.”

You’re a little breathless, but not as much as Tess since you were a bit younger than her. “Come on, it wasn’t that bad.” Ellie says teasingly and Tess shoots her a look, “You try climbing ten fuckin’ floors with our knees. See how you feel.”

You turn right to a hallway, to see a giant obstruction made out of the rubble, “Well, when the fuck did that happen?” Tess tries to push the door to her right, only to be blocked. You try to check the door to the left to find the same outcome, you sigh “No.”

“All right, well, I mean, maybe I could climb up there. Work my way around and open it from the inside?” Ellie peers around the rocks, “Uh, no. Well, I’m the smallest, so it’d be easier for me to get through.” Tess hums, “But you die and we get nothing. You stay.”

“I could help.” You say a little meek, Tess is a little intimidating and you feel so out of place like you’re intruding. Technically, you aren’t supposed to be in this mess. She takes a good look at you and says, “Yeah, no.”

You deflate a little and avoid trying to argue, Tess turns to Joel and asks for help, “Can you give me a hand?” Joel pulls back Ellie with the strap of her backpack and she sighs, then Joel tugs your jacket sleeve to do the same. Your face warms a little bit, it’s the first time he’s ever touched you.

Joel boosts up Tess over the pile of rubble and she climbs over, “You good up there?” Tess analyzes the mess she needs to clean up and replies, “Yeah. It’s a bit of a mess, so I’m gonna need a few minutes.”

Joel turns around to face you and Ellie, he adjusts his gun and lets his back slide against the wall to sit down across from both of you. Ellie has her arms resting on her knees while you decide to sit comfortably cross-legged.

Ellie takes out her knife and decides to play with it, tossing it in her hands as if it were just a pen and not something that could easily cut her if she commits a mistake. You watch everything play out just like it did in the episode—character development.

“Nice knife,” Joel says as his eyes follow the movement of Ellie’s tossing. She only glances at him with acknowledgment. “Where’d you learn to do that?” he asks, you gotta hand it to him for trying to make an effort.

She replies with a monotone voice, “The circus.”

Joel looks away exasperated and completely done with her bullshit. You try and hide your smile, but the slight crease in your eyes gives away your amusement. Ellie folds her knife, and as Joel sighs, the kid decides to give an olive branch, “Where are you from?”

“Texas.” He replies, and Ellie continues, “What about Tess?”

“Detroit. It’s in Michigan.”

If there’s anything she hated most, was the fact people underestimate her intelligence, she rolls her eyes and Ellie’s reply comes out harsh, “I go to school. I know where Detroit is.”

Her response causes a wave of silence between the three of you. Your eyes drift from Joel to Ellie, she then decides it’s your turn to be interrogated, “Are you from the future?”

Your mouth twists a little to the right before deciding on a good enough answer, “Sort of? Your technology stopped advancing in 2003, so, I guess I am?” This piques her interest, “So, what’s it like over there?”

You pick the dirt off the underside of your fingernails, a little nervous, or if not nervous then cautious, as you respond, “Almost the same. Our technology is way different though.”

“Different how?” She asks.

You give her a soft smile and respond, “Well, for starters, we have touch screens for phones, laptops, tablets, you name it, it probably has a touch screen.”

“No way,” Ellie says with her eyes full of amazement and wonder, “What else?”

You give a hum as you teasingly tell her, “I don’t know… it might blow your tiny little mind.” She blows a raspberry in your face and you stick your tongue out in retaliation.

“Come on! Wait, you said we were just characters in some kind of story?” She says dramatically and tugs the sleeve of your jacket and continues, “What did you mean by that?”

Your eyes shift to look at Joel, who has his full attention on you; simply waiting. You blink owlishly at him, once, then twice before settling on a response, “Yeah, um, it recently aired.”

“So, do you know the future? Like our future? What’s about to happen? Will we be able to make a cure or a vaccine?” You couldn’t keep up with her rapid questions, and your mouth slightly parts open. Should you tell them?

Can you change the fact Tess is practically minutes away from death? That Joel is about to make the worst mistake of his life? That Bill and Frank are… that they…

Luckily, you didn’t need to answer Ellie, Joel who senses your unease, steps in for you, “Ellie, stop askin’ her about her life, she doesn’t wanna give anythin’ up.” You look at him apologetically and shut your eyes for a while. This migraine keeps bothering you, a sharp, heavy, thump in the side of your brain hasn’t gone away. You tell yourself that it eventually will. Maybe.

Ellie focuses her attention back to Joel, “So you two like a…”

“Pass.” He says.

Ellie continues, “How’d you end up in Boston?”

“Pass. No more questions about me.” Ellie rolls her eyes at him and racks her brain for a different question, “How long do infected live?” Joel mocks Ellie in reply, “Oh, I thought you went to school.”

“It’s a really shitty one.” She snarkily replies. You smile at their banter with your eyes closed, enjoying the conversation that they have going on. Joel thinks for a moment before answering her, “Well, some last about a month or two. But there’s other’s been walkin’ about 20 years.”

Ellie fidgets with her knife again, “You ever kill one?”

You hear the slight sorrow in his voice, “Yeah, I’ve killed lots of them.” Ellie asks the most human question as she looks at the older man, “Was it hard? Like, knowing they were people once?”

You open your eyes to watch his gaze look away from the kid, memories come back to him, what he’s done and will continue to do, and he nods, “Sometimes.”

“What about that guy last night?” She asks, and you frown while he gives Ellie a stern look. You knew Ellie liked the fact Joel hurt the FEDRA guard to protect her. She loved it. Luckily Joel doesn’t have to respond, you could hear the sound of something approaching you. The loyalist immediately stands up, and you and Ellie get up to stand next to Joel, he puts his finger to the trigger of his gun, ready to protect you both from whatever is out there.

“You can put the gun down, Joel,” Tess calls out from a distance, and a tingle of jealousy moves through your bones like electricity. She knew him so well, to the point where she knew what he was going to do before doing it. They both loved each other without admitting it, and it hurts you. They never stood a chance.

You hear the quiet rumble of Tess pushing away the debris to open the door, the loud creak of metal reveals her face, and it’s full of worry. Joel reads her like a book, “What now?” Then Tess nods her head, signaling to follow her.

As you make your way upstairs, you take notice of the abandoned wine glass and dishes, the dust that coats every inch of the hotel, and the fallen chairs. Tess pulls back a plastic curtain for you and Ellie to walk through, only to be greeted by the view of hundreds of infected down below.

“There’s so many,” Ellie comments in disbelief, you can hear the cries and wailing of each Runner as they roll and crawl. The young girl leans a little forward to get a better view. Tess nods, “The last time we were here they were still deep inside the buildings. Then I guess enough people came through looking for the QZ they went inside seeking shelter, and that’s how they get more and more of the city bit by city year after year.”

As the clouds pass by, the sun shines through a little, overwhelming light shines over the infected, they screech and roll away, like a domino effect. “They’re connected,” Ellie says, and Tess nods in confirmation, “More than you know. The fungus also grows underground. Long fibers like wires, some of them stretching over a mile.”

If you weren’t so focused on listening to Tess explain the cordyceps, you would have felt Joel staring at you the whole time, observing how you were taking all of the information being shared. You were surprisingly calm, despite the fact zombies are now real and you could die. And possibly a little worried like you were anticipating something bad was going to happen.

Tess continues, “Now you step on a patch of cordyceps in one place and you can wake a dozen infected from somewhere else. Now they know where you are, now they come. You’re not immune from being ripped apart. You understand? It’s important. I’m trying to keep you alive.”

Ellie nods and you do too, even if the question wasn’t directed at you. “So we’re not going that way.” She states, and Tess agrees, “No.”

“What do we do then? Short way?” Ellie asks and Joel looks at Tess, and speaks the dreaded words you’ve heard before, “Museum.”

A/N: Trust me, I’m working double time on the next one if this is received well :,) Thank you for reading! See ya in the next chapter <3

Next Chapter ->

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gurl-pls-evn-the-sharks-fear-me · 2 months

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Pls pls plssss Carlos x reader fluff!Maybe angst in the beginning?

Turned To Stone | Carlos De Vil

Pairing: Carlos De Vil x reader(no binary pronouns)

I use NB pronouns when I don’t know the specific gender you want just to be safe

Summary: reader is from the isle and had still does have a crush on Carlos(he didn’t know) before he left without a word to Auradon (reader was chosen to be apart of the program) <- little bit of Carlos and reader backstory so when so when Mal tells everyone it was her idea to close the barrier reader storms off mad

Warning/s: angst obvi with the happy ending who wouldn’t want that, betrayal, panic attack/breakdown and possible spelling mistakes I’ll try my best to find them lol

Authors note: Hi! Thanks for requesting I’ll try my best not to let you down :D reader is a VK you’d probably guessed that from the summery that’s pretty much all I have to say I think. Enjoy :) oh Carlos and Jane aren’t dating is this fic p.s if you’ve watched newsies I’ve hidden a newsies reference

You don’t honestly know how you got here but your here. You all walk into the cabin expecting Audrey but no one was there- *bang bang* everyone turned to the noise seeing a closed/locked door, everyone stayed clear of the door as Ben looked inside quickly opening it.

Your Pov:

Seeing chad on the floor with his knees tucked to his chest ”i want my mommy….” he flinched when Ben tried to touch his shoulder I stopped listening during that honestly just stood there and looked around kinda bored.

I tuned back in when chad started saying “I’m free….I’M FREE OH MY GOD!” As he ran out, okaaaay I missed something but judging that he said he’s free he was with Audrey to bad we can’t ask him anything cause he just up and left.

We started to move out of the cabin i obviously tuned out the conversation I felt something fluffy by my leg looking down seeing that it was dude I knelt down and whistled him over he turned around to see me and he walked over to the hand I had out and let me pet him.

As i was petting him i let my thoughts slip out.

“why can’t i just tell Carlos” even though it sounded like a mumble it was loud enough for dude to hear it “just tell him” he startled me to be honest “shit- why did i forget you could talk kinda a major detail oh.my.god…seriously at least warn me before talking.”

“Sorry, but just tell him.” I look at the dog annoyed “i can’t-“ “can’t want?” My eyes widen when before i looked behind me seeing the said guy i couldn’t tell, “hi Carlos. They want to tell you that they-“ i eyed dude before saying “dude.”

I get up and face Carlos “sorry about that he doesn’t know what he’s talking about” he nodded but i don’t think he believed me. “I have to tell you guys something” We turned look at mal who has sorrow? Or maybe regret? In her eyes.

“I lied to you.” What? This got my interested as i fully turned to her “the kids wont be coming of the isle” “what’d you mean?” I look back to her “the program is shut down…and the barrier will be closed for good” my eyes widen filled with tear as i felt someone touch my shoulder to see Carlos as well with tears in his eyes.

I look to mal feeling betrayed a tear slipped through my eyes finally as i got the words out “mal… i thought i could trust you. y’know i feel the same right now as the day you left for auradon with out a word…” it felt worse when Carlos left. Felt like so many stab wounds.

a small sad upside down smile left my lips as I continue “the isle is my home and now your telling me i can’t see it and my mum again…” while i said that i started walked towards her.

“Y/n…” i heard Carlos say softly as i walked. Towards her “there is a lot i wish i could say..” as i said that a grabbed the ember that’s in her hands and threw it in the bird feeder full of water having hugs sparks appear around it.

I didn’t really know what was being said after but i didn’t care i just wanted to leave i heard running towards me i didn’t turn around but i heard dudes voice say “wait up!” I continued walking hearing the paw steps stop and but then start but further away.

I didn’t make that far when I realised i was lost groaning in frustration you turn around again realising “where the fuck am i!” “Calm down…damn your a fast walker, come this way something. Has just happened” looking down to see dude i rolled my eyes “if its about mal i don’t want to see her” “it not its about the others tho i think you’d be more interested in this one”

My eyes widen before saying show me. As he walked me back to the outage to see mal was nowhere but everyone was stone Carlos was the closest looks like he was gonna star to follow me but dude was quicker since he was affected.

I reach my hands to Carlos’s cheek as a tear slipped out “no…. Carlos” “if you want to tell him now you can cause he can’t see/hear you” i looked at dude like seriously that doesn’t make it better look

my tears slipped out faster as i started to sob lifting a hand to my face to muffle them i sat down by a tree leaning my back against it with my hand still against my face as I bring my other to grab at my hair in my panicked state

as my sobs grew faster and it was getting harder to breath. Dude laying by my side probably trying at his way of calming people down but i didn’t work.

My tears stoped along with my cry’s but my breathing still wasn’t any better my breathing was rapid and not solid and it still was hard to breath I’m not sure how much time past with my struggled breaths but it felt like eternity i must’ve had my eyes closed cause i didn’t see the person who put their hand on my shoulder.

It panicked me more until i heard the voice the hand belonged to “hey hey hey… it's me Carlos take some good big breathes for me okay” i listen to his words as I opened my eyes to see the boy i loved for so long, i started to bring a shaky smile to my face my breathing comes back to normal

My sobs started come back but not those panicked ones i quickly embraced him as i sobbed into his shoulder as his arms wrapped around my waist holding me close. “It’s okay i’m alright I’m-“ i cut him off with a kiss i didn’t know i had the corrage to do that.

Feeling him not pull away and one of his hands come to my face it’s safe to say he liked it. I pulled i away averting his eyes as with both got up from the ground feeling his pointer finger under my chin with his thumbs against my chin he softly guided my face to look at him

Seeing his smile it melted me like butter. “Not that i didn’t like it but why” he was still smiling as he said that i was probably blushing madly. “Well remember when i said ‘i can’t’ you probably do you where there but i was saying how I couldn't tell you how i loved you since we were kids thinking you probably didn’t like me like that”

his smile still planted in his face confused me but i had a hunch on why it was there “i love you too, do you know how much it pained me to leave you on the isle. When we started the program i told them we can't go back and not take you with us” it was my turn to smile now seeing that he felt the same as i moved forward grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss.

His hands landing on my waist as he kissed back. We pulled apart smiling at each other “we should probably catch up with the others but…before that will you Carlos de vil be my boyfriend?”

He smiled at me nodded at the we should catch up with them comment “yes i will y/n y/l/n” we shared one last kiss before running off to find the others.

A/N: I read through it and I edited some mistakes and found I forgot a word lmao but it should be fixed now

#descendants #carlos de vil #x reader #Carlos de vil x reader

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huenyang · 7 months

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pairing: choi yeonjun x gn reader / genre: meet-cute, fluff / word count: 1k / notes: very self indulgent im not going to lie, if theres any spelling mistakes no there aren't

summary: after having a terrible day, the handsome stranger you meet seems to know just how to lift your mood.

The smell of coffee - the cup which was previously in your hands, now all over your shirt and the floor of the convenience store - feels like it burns on the way down to your lungs. Accompanied by the frustrated tears that sting your eyes, you almost want to sink to the ground and rip your hair out.

Today was not your day.

As if having an already stressful day and dropping the coffee you’d paid for wasn’t enough, you had bumped into someone else. And if that wasn’t bad enough, the stranger seems to want to burn himself into your brain while doing nothing at all.

Gazing up at him, you feel your eyes linger a little too long. Maybe gods are real, because this man looks like he’s been sculpted by Aphrodite herself. Good god, you wince. You don’t even know his name and you’re acting like this.

If you weren’t still stunlocked by the events prior, you would’ve made a conscious note of how his dark brown eyes widen in surprise and how his fringe looks just a tad bit too long. Or how his lips curl in a gasp.

It’s not just anybody who looks good under convenience store lighting, you reason.

“Oh my god-” he exclaims hurriedly, reaching out as if he wanted to try and save the cup from spilling. “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking when I turned.”

You mumble something, it’s okay, probably. It’s like this one man has completely stolen your ability to be normal. But that’s stupid, he hasn’t done anything but apologize for running into you, like anyone with a drop of sense would.

He looks around, leaning a little to look past the many aisles and motion to the clerk that something had happened.

While he’s doing that, you crouch to finally pick up the cup you had almost forgotten while thinking about the pretty, nice stranger right in front of you.

Ew. None of that.

With a sigh, you hold the plastic carefully, trying to avoid the sticky coffee running down along one of the sides, and begin to make your way to the nearest trash can before it drips more and makes an even bigger mess for the poor employees.

It doesn’t take long for him to come back around, message delivered to the store clerk.

When the stranger talks to you again, he looks like he’s about to apologize, but you silence him with a shake of your head and a mirthless laugh.

“Man…” he sighs, shuffling his hands into his coat pockets. “At least let me make it up to you for ruining your coffee.”

You almost want to cry. Over the coffee, over this stranger who keeps being so kind to you, over everything.

“No no, you don’t have to. It’s just coffee.” but it isn’t. “I couldn’t possibly make someone else pay for my own mistake.”

Now it’s his turn to wave his hand dismissively at you, smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “It’s nothing! In fact, I insist. I think I’d like to know you better - without the coffee staining both of our shirts, this time.”

The mention of it brings you back to reality, the sticky beverage all over the front of your shirt feeling like it weighs a thousand pounds on your chest, now. You’re not sure if it’s the memory of spilling your coffee everywhere, or the air inside the store, or something else, but suddenly your cheeks feel significantly warmer. You hope the stranger doesn’t notice.

“I don’t have your name.” You say after a second of consideration. “How can I share a coffee with someone I don’t know the name of?”

The question catches him off guard, too, if the way you can see the realization dawn on his face is anything to go by.

“Choi Yeonjun.”

With a grin, you introduce yourself too. An employee with a mop and a bucket interrupts you then, saving you from an awkward conversation with the pretty stranger- Yeonjun. You both step outside, the small ding of the door opening and closing the only sound between you.

“So,” you start, shuffling your feet anxiously. “Can I have your number- for the coffee, of course.” No other reason. No other reason at all.It feels like the single beat between your question and his answer is an eternity. Maybe you sprung the question up on him too suddenly, or maybe he didn’t even mean it to begin with. But before you can think of even more reasons to go and change your identity entirely, he’s fishing for his phone and handing it to you.

“You can put yours in.” he breathes out. Maybe you’re more far gone than you thought, because it sounds almost dreamy. “I’ll put my contact in yours, too, if that’s okay?”

With shaky hands - from the cold, obviously - you quickly tap in your number, setting your own contact as your name and a little sun emoji. You can see him doing the same to his contact, his emoji choice being the fox instead.

Cute.

“We can set up a date later, whenever you’re free.” He says, handing you back your phone and tucking his own back into his pocket. “Just let me know!”

With that, you go your separate ways. On the way home, your mind wanders. It’s almost hard to believe that your shitty day turned into whatever this is. From spilling overpriced coffee you’d bought to cheer yourself up, to meeting a handsome stranger who not only offered to make up for said overpriced coffee, but also gave you his number? If this was a dream, you don’t want to wake up from it.

The dream doesn’t last long, however, because a ping rings from your phone, startling you out of your fantasy and back into reality.

You hope that the multiple people passing by you on the street don’t notice the way your face breaks into a dumb smile as you read.

From: Yeonjjunie 🦊 Hey!! Just making sure this is the right number!! haha Don’t feel pressured to pick yet btw, we can decide later

#txt x reader #txt fluff #txt imagines #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x gn reader #yeonjun soft hours #yeonjun fluff #writing tag

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syddsatyrn · 8 months

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Chapter 1⛤Chapter 2 ⛤ Chapter 3 ⛤Chapter 4 ⛤ Chapter 5 Masterlist

⛤Pairing: - Eddie Munson x FemReader

⛤Warnings: Swearing, drinking / smoking, drugs, fluff, friends to lovers, kissing, a little angst if you squint.

⛤Words: 2.7k

⛤Song: "Photograph" By Def Leppard

⛤Summary: Moving away from Hawkins was the biggest mistake of your life. You left your best friends and forgot to stay in touch. Years later, you decide to hit up your good friend Steve. Its time to make a plan and make amends. The one thing you didn't expect was feelings to resurface when you saw your old high school crush.

⛤Notes: This series is 18+ Minors scram. I've got a super extra long chapter for you guys today! @hellfiremunsonn is my faithful beta reader and assists me so much. Thank you guys for making my come-back series a fun one. My next chapter will be the end of this series.

⛤Chapter: 4 "Subtle" Chemistry Star court mall is always at least a little crowded. The lively hum of conversations, laughter, and distant music formed a vibrant backdrop. Storefronts beckoned with their displays of trendy fashion, electronics, and enticing sales. Shoppers meandered through the wide walkways, their bags filled with many treasures. Neon signs buzzing, the occasional sounds of a cash register, and the scent of cinnamon drifting through the air. It was just like you remembered it. You had a blast hanging out with Robin. She picked out a brand new pair of ankle length combat boots. You both decided to get ice cream and take a break from walking around. The food court wasn’t super crowded, it was the perfect place to chat. “Can I tell you something? It’s a secret so dont go telling Steve.” “Ohhhh is it secret time?” I won't tell Stevie boy, I promise.” Robin raises her right hand, “Scouts honor.” “Okay. Uhhh…well…I slept in Eddie’s bed last night. He came home from tour in the middle of the night.” Your face turns redder with every word. “Oh shit. Wow Y/N, I didn't think you had it in yah.” She chuckles and puts another spoonful of strawberry ice cream in her mouth. “We didn't do anything!” You affirm your tone a little on the defensive side. “What!? I’m just saying you guys have been madly in love with each other since sophomore year and neither of you have had the audacity to tell each other for some unspoken reason…until now.” She's not wrong, Robin has always been one to spell it out for you loud and clear. She never holds back, it's something you’ve always appreciated about her. Robin has been telling you to come clean for ages now.

“Look, I’m not saying you’re wrong, but I don't want to screw up my friendship with Eddie. Also, he's like a big rockstar now, I doubt he has any time for stuff like that.” You explain as you sink into your chair. "He probably has some cool metalhead girlfriend I don't know about.” You take a bite of your vanilla ice cream. It's so fitting for this conversation, vanilla ice cream for a vanilla person.

“God it's been years and I still can’t wrap my head around your stupid self doubt.” Robin says, shaking her head. “Eddie doesn't have a girlfriend. When you left he moped around his trailer for weeks. No one could get him to come out, not even Dustin. One time I went over to his place to check on him and he was sloshed out of his mind. He told me, "The songs he sings don't mean a thing if you’re not there to hear it.”

“He didn't say that.” You scoff.

“Oh but he did, and he keeps a photo of you in his wallet.” Robin says teasingly.

“You know about that too?!” It's becoming apparent that everyone knows this except you.

“Of course I do. It's me, I know everything.” Robin says with a cocky tone.

You and Robin decide to float around the mall a little longer. A small department store was calling your name. The story had low lighting and they were playing some classic rock on the radio. Robin's goal was a pair of shoes, your goal however, was a hot outfit for tonight's party at the hideout. It honestly didn't take you long to find the cutest black skirt with chain embellishments, you picked out some new stockings too. —-------------- After the girls left Eddie felt like he could finally breathe. He finishes his coffee and breakfast, then falls backwards onto his bed. He stares at his ceiling as he finds himself lost in the intricate dance of thoughts that revolve around you. Images of you smiling genuine and heartwarming, flashed like snapshots in his imagination. Casual conversations, stolen glances, and the subtle chemistry that lingered in the air when you were near. The anticipation of his next encounter with you and the sweet nervousness that comes with it. The soft glow of the afternoon sun is casting a warm hue across his room. Steve and Dustin went grocery shopping, the apartment was silent. Eddie pulls himself out of his thoughts and shakes them off. He grabs a pre-rolled joint and lights it, Eddie is nervous and he knows it. All these years and he still can't tell you the truth. His life has changed so drastically for the better ever since he signed that record deal. But there was always something missing, something he was holding out for. Of course many girls are interested in him, but he's not interested in many girls. He promised himself after you left that next time he sees you, he is gonna tell you. If he misses this opportunity, he might lose you entirely. He almost completely gave up on you after a year of no contact. But every time he opened his wallet, he saw a glimpse of your face, he couldn't bring himself to get rid of you or the photo. Eddie puffs on his joint, each inhale making him a little less anxious. He tries to think about something else. It will be nice to hang out at the hideout again. That was where he played his very first gigs when the band was just starting out. They barely had any attendees and the band definitely sounded rough. Then Eddie recalls you being there for every single show. Your smiling face in the crowd, cheering him on after every song. “Uhgg, get it together, man.” He says under his breath. He finishes his joint and decides to get dressed. —--------------- When you returned with Robin, Steve was putting away the last of the groceries. “We’re back!” Robin announces. Dustin is reading on the couch, when you look down the hall, Eddie’s bedroom door is open. “Welcome back, we will head to the bar when I finish this. I also need to get dressed. Eddie is out, said something about dropping off some equipment with Gareth. He’s gonna meet us there.” Steve says. Honestly, you were a little bummed. You were hoping he’d be around when you got back. But you shrug it off and take your stuff to his room. Robin follows you and shuts the door behind her. You both change into something a bit more stylish. You had a cropped Def Leppard shirt that you paired with the new skirt. This outfit would go well with boots and stockings. Robin didn't change anything really, just her shirt and shoes. You put on a couple of layered chain necklaces, a few rings, and a pair of small silver hoop earrings. “I am astonished really.” Robin says with a smile as she looks you up and down. You tilt your head in response and she laughs. “Eddie is gonna have a full on heart attack when he sees you.” Your face feels a little hot and you laugh nervously. “Do you think so?” “Oh yeah. No doubt.” She smirks. “Someones lookin’ to get lucky.” “Shut up!” You place your hand over her mouth. She does the unthinkable licks the palm of your hand. You give her this horrified face followed by both of you hysterically laughing like a couple of hyenas. ---------------

The sun was setting and the sky grew darker with every passing minute. There is a chill in the air, which makes you shiver when you open the door. Steve drove to the hideout, it wasn’t far, maybe ten minutes away. When Steve pulled into the parking lot, you looked out the window and saw Eddie’s van. He’s already here, and you start to feel a bit anxious. The Hideout had not changed a bit. The neon signs in the window buzzed as you walked inside. Posters, fliers, and rustic decor filled the walls. You hear the low hum of chatter and the clinking of glasses, the place has a warm glow to it. You used to watch Eddie play here all the time. It felt like your heart was swelling, it's that bittersweet feeling again. You turn the corner and see Eddie and Gareth sitting in a booth. Eddie waves and one by one you all walk over and pile into the same booth. You sit across from Eddie, you can see his face getting a little red. “You uh…look really good, Y/N.” Eddie says with a half smile. He reaches over and adjusts one of your chain necklaces. Robin sees this and covers her mouth, trying not to laugh at how embarrassed you are. But you had to pull all that on hold for now. Nancy and Johnathan walk up and greet the group. You practically climb over Robin and wrap Nancy in a tight hug. “Oh! Y/N? You’re here?! When did you get into town?!” She hugs you back just as hard. “The other day! It's so good to see you, Nance.” Nancy smiles and fights back tears, she didn't expect any kind of reunion. The thing is, You both grew up together. Your mom was friends with Mrs. Wheeler. You spent a lot of your childhood with Nancy and her brother Mike. When you left, Nancy thought she lost you to the city for good. “Don’t cry! I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long.” “They are happy tears, it’s fine. I’m just so happy to see you.” Everyone in the group is touched to see two best friends reunite. Robin looks like she might start crying too. You give Jonathan a hug as well, It's nice to see him doing well. He wasn't always full of smiles and you’ve wondered how he's been over the years. You remember Jonathan used to take photos of the gang, half of the polaroids you have were probably taken by him. A bartender comes by and takes our order. Eddie ordered whiskey and so did you. Vodka soda for Nancy and Robin, Steve and Jonathan order beers. The clinking of glasses, the occasional burst of laughter, and the subtle hum of the other patrons deep in conversation created a soundtrack to this shared experience. You updated your friends on your new life, and once again apologized for being an awful friend. Everyone was so happy to see you that it didn't matter anymore. “You better not leave and go back to ignoring us.” Robin says. --------------------

The sun was setting and the sky grew darker with every passing minute. There is a chill in the air, which makes you shiver when you open the door. Steve drove to the hideout, it wasn’t far, maybe ten minutes away. When Steve pulled into the parking lot, you looked out the window and saw Eddie’s van. He’s already here, and you start to feel a bit anxious. The Hideout had not changed a bit. The neon signs in the window buzzed as you walked inside. Posters, fliers, and rustic decor filled the walls. You hear the low hum of chatter and the clinking of glasses, the place has a warm glow to it. You used to watch Eddie play here all the time. It felt like your heart was swelling, it's that bittersweet feeling again. You turn the corner and see Eddie and Gareth sitting in a booth. Eddie waves and one by one you all walk over and pile into the same booth. You sit across from Eddie, you can see his face getting a little red. “You uh…look really good, Y/N.” Eddie says with a half smile. He reaches over and adjusts one of your chain necklaces. Robin sees this and covers her mouth, trying not to laugh at how embarrassed you are. But you had to pull all that on hold for now. Nancy and Johnathan walk up and greet the group. You practically climb over Robin and wrap Nancy in a tight hug. “Oh! Y/N? You’re here?! When did you get into town?!” She asks and hugs you back just as hard. “The other day! It's so good to see you, Nance.” Nancy smiles and fights back tears, she didn't expect any kind of reunion. The thing is, You both grew up together. Your mom was friends with Mrs. Wheeler. You spent a lot of your childhood with Nancy and her brother Mike. When you left, Nancy thought she lost you to the city for good. “Don’t cry! I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long.” “They are happy tears, it’s fine. I’m just so happy to see you.” Nancy says between sobs. Everyone in the group is touched to see two best friends reunite. Robin looks like she might start crying too. You give Jonathan a hug as well, It's nice to see him doing well. He wasn't always full of smiles and you’ve wondered how he's been over the years. You remember Jonathan used to take photos of the gang, half of the polaroids you have were probably taken by him. A bartender comes by and takes our order. Eddie ordered whiskey and so did you. Vodka soda for Nancy and Robin, Steve and Jonathan order beers. The clinking of glasses, the occasional burst of laughter, and the subtle hum of the other patrons deep in conversation created a soundtrack to this shared experience. You updated your friends on your new life, and once again apologized for being an awful friend. Everyone was so happy to see you that it didn't matter anymore. “You better not leave and go back to ignoring us.” Robin says.

“I wouldn’t even dream of it.” You reply.Hours slipped away unnoticed as the night unfolded, a mosaic of laughter, camaraderie, and the shared appreciation of the moment. Eddie could help but sneak glances at you, it was hard not to. He’s been trying to keep his cool all night, he had several shots of whiskey to build up some liquid courage. The world outside the café window dimmed as everyone delved into stories and life updates.

Eddie hands you his pack of cigarettes, silently asking if you’d like to go outside with him. You take one and place it between your lips. You and Eddie excuse yourselves from the group and head outside, the cold air sent a shiver up your spine.

“Brr! I forgot how cold it is when the sun goes down. I should have brought a coat.” You offhandedly say as Eddie lights your cigarette for you. Eddie removes his leather jacket, leaving him with a thick black hoodie. He drapes it around your shoulders and you are immediately much more comfortable. Your face gets a little red, he’s always been such a gentleman. You both lean up against Eddie's van. His thoughts are a symphony of emotions, dancing between hope and uncertainty. The evening was filled with a serene ambiance, and even in the quiet moments, you still felt comfort in his presence. “Y/N…” Eddie finally pipes up. “Yeah?” “I think we should talk. Y’know…about where we stand with each other.” Eddie admits. Your eyes widen, this is finally happening. The anxiety sets in and you try to swallow your nerves. Eddie stands in front of you, looking at his feet. “Do you remember, right before you left, that time we got high in my van next to lovers lake?” “Yeah. I do.” You answer quietly. “Do you remember me telling you that no one could ever replace you in my life?” He asks and you nod. You remember it like it was yesterday. It was a sunny day, the light glistening along the top of the water. You and Eddie passed a joint back and forth. You gave him a small wallet sized photo from picture day. “I still have that photo, I keep it in my wallet. You told me to keep it as a reminder, so I don't forget you. The thing is, meeting you was like finding my favorite song in a world full of noise, and I can't stop hitting replay no matter how many times I hear it.” Eddie takes a deep breath. It's like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. You were stunned, absolutely speechless. In that moment, the unspoken became words, there was no going back now. Eddie moves a few inches closer, pinning you between himself and van. Under the glow from a nearby streetlamp, the air was charged with tension. You met his gaze with a gentle smile. Without another word, Eddie cupped your face in his hands. Time seemed to slow down as Eddie leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You kiss him back, It spoke volumes with no words at all. Eddie presses his body against yours and you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer. You can't stop shaking, your nerves combined with the cold air made it impossible to be completely still. Eddie finally breaks away from you and opens the back doors to his van. “Hop in, you’re freezing to death.” Eddie says, you take his hand as he helps you into the van then he climbs in after you and shuts the door. You take a seat on an upside down milk crate while Eddie starts the car and cranks the heat. You still can't believe what just happened, you’ve only ever dreamed of this moment. Eddie grabs his acoustic guitar and sits on top of a large amp. He took a deep breath, fingers gently caressing the strings of the guitar, and he started to strum. “I feel so stupid for leaving you alone out here.” You say while looking down at your hands. “If anyone deserves an apology it’s you. I just assumed you moved on and didn’t need any reminders.” “Don’t worry your pretty little head, I forgive you.” He chuckles. “Besides, they say absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?” You recognize the tune he's playing, you’ve heard it before. “What song is this?” You ask, it's so familiar. “Photograph by Def Leppard.” He answers with a half smile and you smile back at him, your eyes widen as you recall the lyrics. He played this song for you before, but you ant remember how long ago.

“Y’know, I still haven't figured out how to sit across from you and not be madly in love with everything you do.” You reply, hearing him play was actually really calming, you’ve missed this side of him. The guitar became an extension of his feelings, his voice carrying a sweetness to it, like warm honey. ♫“I see your face every time I dream

On every page, every magazine

So wild and free,

So far from me

You're all I want, my fantasy

Oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown

Oh-oh, look what you've done

Photograph~

I don't want your photograph

I don't need your photograph

All I've got is a photograph

But it's not enough”♫ As the last chord resonated. Eddie sets the guitar against the wall of the van. You spring into his arms, tears stinging the corners of your eyes. You bury your face in his shoulder, you didn't expect to get so emotional. You’re so happy but you still feel so guilty, you question why anyone would leave this feeling behind.

Eddie pulls you into his lap. “Are you crying?! Oh shit, no don’t cry…”Eddie squeezes you a little tighter. “Shhh…it's okay, sweetheart.”

You took a deep breath, “I love you, Eddie.” The words spilled out. “I love you too. I’ve always loved you.” Eddie says, when you look back at him he smiles and brushes a few strands of hair away from your face. “Do you want to go back to mine?” He asks, it's like he read your mind. You nod in response and Eddie chuckles. “Let's get out of here.”

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anticomedygarden · 2 months

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Piper over thinks her powers and has a crisis. Luckily, her friends are there to ask for help.

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i wrote this slightly oxygen deprived so if you see any mistakes please lmk (fr while I was editing I caught so many name, pronoun, spelling, and verb ending errors and I am still a bit not breathing right so please please tell me if something is wrong or doesn't make sense)

for those who don't know who killgrave is: he is a supervillain in netflix's jessica jones. he has powers similar to charmspeak but incredibly more powerful and uses those powers to completely control people, including rape

Piper never should have tried to watch TV at camp. She never should have asked her dad for a mobile hotspot and high speed internet. She never should have started catching Jason up on modern media. She never should have continued being friends with her ex-boyfriend. And she never should have introduced him to Marvel.

Jessica Jones currently had his whole attention, and his eyes were a little too bright as the hero snapped Killgrave's neck on her laptop screen. "Finally," he muttered, which would have concerned Piper a lot more had she not been staving off a panic attack.

"Oh my gods," Piper gasped, "I have Killgrave powers!"

Jason looked at her sharply. "Uh-"

She jumped off Jason's bed into the marble floor of the Zeus cabin, suddenly needing to get away from him. "Charmspeak is basically mind control!"

"I mean, you-"

"Oh, gods, did I contribute to Hera's heteronormative agenda?" She was full on panicking now, pacing and breathing heavily. "Do you think it took so long for you to realize you're gay because I was using my powers on you?"

Jason frowned in concentration, and it actually made her feel a little better that he took the time to think about his answer. "I don't think so. I think Hera did more damage than anything. Besides, your powers are more based on your own intent, right? You have to really try to make people do things."

"Not at first!" she said, a tad hysterical. The whole reason I was at the wilderness school was because I got that guy to give me a car!" Sure, she had good control of her powers, now, but whenever she first learned about them, she was basically just manipulating people. It felt icky then, and it felt even worse now that she'd seen what those kinds of abilities could do.

She looked up to see Jason staring at her, concerned. "Don't look at me like that, with your big sad Chris Evans eyes."

Jason's nose crinkled, and his blue eyes - big and sad like Captain America - turned downward. "Who's Chris Evans?"

Any other time, she would have made fun of him for that, but she was too upset to appreciate how funny it was. "The guy who plays adult you."

If it was possible, Jason looked even more confused. "What?"

"Oh gods, oh gods," Piper muttered. "Did I force myself on you? Was everything we did even consensual?"

There was a scratching sound over by Jason's bed, and Piper looked over to see Jason scribbling something down. She was willing to bet it was Chris Evans' name to google later. Again, she wanted to laugh but was freaking out too much.

When he was done, Jason said, "Yeah, I think it was. Even thinking about Hera, we were 15 to 16, and you're very pretty.” So he was he, but whatever. “Exploring your sexuality is what being that age is for." He started walking over to her. "Besides, we never really got past kissing."

Piper sniffed back tears. "Any forced touching is sexual assault."

"It wasn't forced, though," Jason insisted, but Piper still wasn't mollified. "Don't your powers work better when the person already wants to do the thing? Like the final push-"

"That's so much worse!" she exclaimed, to Jason's surprise. His eyes got very wide, and he took a step back. "Consent should be verbal and not coerced! If Chris Evans asked me to have sex with him, I'd probably want to, but I wouldn't say yes!" A horrible thought occurred to her. "Plus, do you know how easy these powers would make it to break an addict's sobriety? Or a million other things that suggestive mind control could do to vulnerable people?"

"Who is Chris Evans?" Jason asked again. Piper vowed to show him the Captain America movies if only so he could understand the archetype role he filled perfectly - if she could ever look at him again. He waved a hand. "It doesn't matter. Piper, you know this is something we all deal with? I could do terrible things with my powers, too. I could short out the entire eastern seaboard's power grid if I tried hard enough." He snapped. "And Nico - you hang out with Will, I know you've heard some of his stories - Nico can and has done some pretty terrible things, but we all still love him." Piper almost said this wasn't the time for Jason's weird older sibling obsession with the Italian before he pulled out the big guns. "Think about Percy. Do you know how hard he has to work to keep his powers in check? Your powers aren't even half as strong as his."

Damn. That was a good one. The boy was practically a ticking time bomb. The focus he expended just to not turn into Luke probably took most of his strength. "You're right," she said. Jason looked relieved. "I should go talk to Percy."

She ran out of Cabin One and booked it to Three.

Predictably, Percy and Annabeth were a bit startled when Piper burst into the Poseidon cabin.

"Percy," she declared, "kiss me."

The boy in question sent an alarmed look to Annabeth who seemed equally surprised. "...That's gonna be a no."

Piper narrowed her eyes and threw every bit of concentration into her next two words. "Kiss me."

A fog seemed to come over him, and he actually started to get up. Then, he shook his head. "What are you-"

"Percy, don't listen to her, she's having a crisis," Jason blurted as he shot through the door. The blond did a double take when he saw Percy, Annabeth, and Piper just staring at each other. "Oh, good."

Annabeth held up a hand from her spot at the corner of the bed. "What is going on?"

It was a good thing Jason started talking first because Piper had no idea where to even start. "We were watching Jessica Jones-"

"Oh, I love that show," Annabeth interrupted. "Well, the first season. Krysten Ritter is so hot-"

"So hot," Percy echoed.

"-and David Tennant is so good as Killgrave." Thankfully, that appeared to be all it took for Annabeth to understand Piper's current crisis of self. "Killgrave's powers freaked you out?"

Mutely, Piper nodded.

Annabeth put out a hand. "Percy's demi, it won't work as well on him. Ask me, I'm bi."

Before she could reconsider, Piper said, "Annabeth, kiss me."

Just as it had to Percy, a fog seemed to come over her face, but unlike her boyfriend, Annabeth didn't stop. She got to barely a few inches in front of Piper before she stumbled a little and pulled her head back. "Wow, that's so weird."

Piper was vaguely aware of Percy and Jason watching them in her periphery. "Do you feel violated?"

If she'd expected Annabeth to get uncomfortable at the question, she was sorely disappointed. The daughter of Athena just laughed at her. "I mean, only in the sense that I knew I was being coerced. Otherwise, you're my friend - my very beautiful friend - and I know you wouldn't hurt me. Honestly, if it weren't for Percy, I probably would have kissed you."

Now, everyone - barring Percy, who had apparently had extensive conversations with his girlfriend about what celebrities they both thought were hot - was staring at Annabeth. Piper shook her head and turned to Jason. "See? See how easy it would be for me to force-"

"I think you're looking at it wrong," Percy said suddenly. The son of Poseidon was giving her a thoughtful look. "I don't think your powers are as persuasive as you're thinking they are. You had to really try just now to get me to do anything, and Annabeth was, uh-"

"Ready to do what anyone would be when their awesome friend tells them to kiss them with their superpowers," Annabeth quickly declared.

Jason threw up his hands. "Thank you! And whatever you think you did to me should really be blamed on Hera because we were young-"

"So young," Annabeth agreed.

"-really, not old or experienced enough to be sure about what we wanted, not to mention the memories and manipulation, and you didn't realize you weren’t straight until a lot later, either-"

"So really, if anyone is guilty of mind control and sexual assault, it's Hera," said Percy, who was not afraid of pissing off the queen of the gods. No, he looked perfectly content and not worried about cow shit at all.

That made Piper smile.

"Plus," Percy started, "our powers are there to help us. We're not like characters who get powers by accident or give themselves power ups for their own gain or security. We're born with them because monsters are constantly trying to kill us."

That was...surprisingly insightful. It was easy to forget that Percy was actually pretty smart. "How do you guys do it, then? Deal with these crazy powers?"

Jason shook his head. "Percy can answer that better than me. Anything more than some sparks and flying takes a lot out of me."

His comment very nearly sent Piper back into a tailspin. She never would have considered herself anywhere near as powerful as Jason; hell, she wouldn't even consider herself as powerful as Annabeth. This new responsibility - knowing she could leave this cabin and ruin lives just with her voice - was almost more than she could handle, and she didn't like it at all. She couldn't believe Percy just lived like this, but 100 times worse knowing that his powers could - and had - hurt the gods.

The black haired boy cocked his head. "It's not like...I mean, I don't do anything special. You learn to live with it. You just have to find a way to not be bothered by it or lose control." Her face must have fallen or something because Percy said, "Annabeth helps a lot. I know if I ever did lose control, she'd pull me out of it." He grabbed Annabeth's hand. "Or kill me."

Annabeth blanched. "But it won't ever come to that."

Piper could tell from Percy and Annabeth's faces that it absolutely could come to that and that they'd probably had this exact discussion between the two of them before.

Maybe she should make a kill-pact with Jason or Leo or someone in case she ever went supervillain and turned into Killgrave.

She finally took the time to look around the room and realized that Percy and Annabeth had been doing homework. "Thanks, guys, I feel a lot better. See you at dinner."

"See ya."

The second the door to Percy's cabin was shut, Piper rounded on Jason. "Swear that if I ever go off the deep end, you'll kill me."

Jason's eyes bugged out of his head. "Piper-"

"Swear."

There wasn't any charmspeak in her voice - at least, she didn't think there was - but Jason still said, "Fine, but only if you do the same for me."

Piper nodded. "I swear by the River Styx that if you start using your powers to hurt innocent people and there's no chance of stopping you non fatally, I'll kill you."

Jason repeated the oath, and Piper dragged Jason back to his cabin for a Chris Evans binge.

A week later, Leo returned from Indiana and sat next to Piper on the steps of the amphitheater. "Hey, Beauty Queen."

"Hey, Repair Boy."

"I hear you're to blame for Jason suddenly writing Captain America fanfiction?"

Piper burst out laughing. "Is he really?"

Leo chuckled along with her. "Yeah, I caught him last night when he said he was writing a history essay. I think it was Stucky."

Piper grinned. "Technically..." She didn't need to finish the sentence. "But, seriously, with his self worth issues, this is kinda like therapy."

Leo laughed again, and, damn, she missed her friend. "You're not wrong." Then, his smile dropped. "You know, if you were looking for someone to kill you, I'm right here."

Piper raised her eyebrows at him. "Likewise. Wanna make a pact?"

He sure did.

#piper mclean #my writing #my fic #jason grace #piper and jason #percy jackson #pjo fic #pjo #pjo fanfic #pjo hoo toa #pjo fandom #annabeth chase #leo valdez #tw discussion of non con #past jiper #percabeth #minor angst #pipabeth if you squint #rrverse

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its-mekjt · 3 months

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Favourite parts of 3×98 (potential spoilers below the break)

woke up early by my sister. today is the day i try to get chappell roan tickets for me and my friends. pray for me. they come out at 10am. right now, it it is 8:37am. I'll be pausing the VOD halfway through to fight a war.

PART ONE

▪︎ BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN WOO

▪︎ NOT THE CROWD CHANTING TPK.

▪︎ travis' costumes slays

▪︎ live nordverse show my god.

▪︎ HAPPY PRIDE

▪︎ dorian storm angst time besties

▪︎ first roll of the night (24)

▪︎ "mmm i'm gonna make a mistake."

▪︎ matt has broken

▪︎ imogen failed wisdom save

▪︎ "you hate me." // "bitch no i don't."

▪︎ the spectrum of what the demon shows you: your mom or dead kids

▪︎ "i'm going to hell." // "probably pretty soon."

▪︎ gambling with teven

▪︎ fearne does not know what the pact is

▪︎ OH SHIT ASMODEUS

▪︎ dorian's parent's have REALLY good lawyers

▪︎ quick break for me to get chappel roan tickets (i didn't get them)

▪︎ THAT'S WHAT THAT KNOCK IS CALLED?

▪︎ RIEGEL RETURNS. (hello dani carr)

▪︎ HOT MINOTOUR YESSSSSS

▪︎ bells hells follow the gods just because they're famous, confirmed

▪︎ happy pride.

▪︎ ashton wisdom saving throws. (14)

▪︎ HEY MATT. THIS IS EVIL.

▪︎ the [dismayed screaming].

▪︎ the cheering when braius' character sheet came up. (YEAH PALADIN/BARD BABY)

▪︎ the crowd going FERAL for teven

▪︎ fearne, teven and the many people they're bound to

▪︎ fuck off no. creepy child. bye bye travis.

▪︎ the person who went 'ow!' in the crowd, you are my spirit animal.

▪︎ "did someone say FLY?"

▪︎ DEVIL CHILD DEVIL CHILD DEVIL CHILD.

▪︎ 21 FAILS? MATT YOU DEMON.

▪︎ laura bailey. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY "YOU'RE NOT SURE."

▪︎ ANIMATE OBJECT YESSSSSSS. best spell.

PART TWO

▪︎ YO THAT MINI

▪︎ drop that bitch on the crystal

▪︎ YEAH COUNTERSPELL. LOVE IT.

▪︎ HERALD OF ASMODEUS LETS GO.

▪︎ "i see a red door and i want to paint it black."

▪︎ dominox has girlboss energy

▪︎ what is dominox's unpopular opinion?

▪︎ chug, chug, chug

▪︎ fighters, man. love them.

▪︎ NOT 2 NATURAL 1S LIAM.

▪︎ orym the hummingbird.

▪︎ 46 on the FIRST hit? rip orym.

▪︎ dorian has a panic attack

▪︎ the planning happening behind robbie

▪︎ RIEGEL COMING IN CLUTCH

▪︎ sam stop breaking the set

▪︎ counterspell the counterspell

▪︎ right now, ludinus is like the coworker you really don't like but they're being helpful for once.

▪︎ I FORGOT ABOUT ESSEK AND LUDINUS

▪︎ essek is going to have to fill caleb in on so much stuff

▪︎ YEAH MATT GETS A HDYWTDT

▪︎ time to beat up ludinus now

▪︎ that'll go for 5000 gold in a few years

▪︎ braius is flirting with everyone with no regrets

▪︎ LORE LORE LORE

▪︎ DM SWAP. HELLO MULLIGAN. WHAT IS GOING ON.

▪︎ "LIGHT." YESSSS

▪︎ NO THAT CANNOT BE THE END. W H A T.

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That was so incredible. WARNING!!! THIS IS GONNA BE A LONG APPRECIATION POST WITH A FEW GRAMMAR AND SPELLING MISTAKES BECAUSE IT IS LATE BUT SOOO MANY THOUGHTS!!! Also kind of a few character studies?? I guess?? YEah. I just need to get it out while it's still fresh.

I'm so impressed with all of them and the way Cellbit described stuff and all the different sounds he made?? absolutely nerve wrecking. The deaths were so like.. made my heart beat so so fast and the monster chases??? All the different npcs with different vibes to them he captured them so well. I love all the little references to the qsmp. I love the fact he included fitmc and his egg child. I'm so sad that he killed fitmc and his egg child.

They way Baghera roleplayed Lucie and how Lucie changed from hating this little brat and calling her that, and then changing it from a mean nickname to one of endearment, saying that Emi is the best for bringing the keycard but she needs to shut up. The way she gave her life for Emi, and she probably would've even if Carol didn't sabotage Emi. When she was dragged away and dying, all she could think about is that she was alone. That she was a failure. Her very last thoughts before she died were its not fair, but this is it. And it wasn't fair. She died alone. She was killed just for the thrill of it.

It was so cool the way Quackity laughed when Lucie died. The roleplaying was just so.. Chef's kiss. It changed Benito. It changed the way he saw Emi and yeah, he said he would help kill that child but seeing someone else doing that, it made him change his mindset. He never liked Carol, and seein her wanting this CHILD Lucie sacrificed herself for dead made him utterly pissed off, and he made sure that he would protect Emi. In the end, he says to himself that he started as an angry and cynical person who cared for no one. He said to himself that he will continue to be like that, but he has someone he needs to care for now and protect, because he will not let Lucie die in vain.

And the way Bagi roleplayed too?? I did NOT like Carol or trust her, she was so sus but oh my god Bagi is incredible. She was so in character, and Carol was so sure what she was doing was the right thing. She knew all of them were infected, and that meant they would need to die because if she lets them live she won't protect the world. But she wasn't there from the start. She wasn't there to form a bond with these people, and she focused her energy on killing a child, and in the end that's what got her killed. I almost wish she had lived longer, just to see what more there was to her. She was interesting narrivately, and I love that.

AND GOD. PAC. Pac was absolutely gut wrenching to look at after Diego heard about Lucie's death, just moment's before laughing with Jeffrey and being healed by him, only to hear that his best friend, likely for years, had been dragged away and killed by a beast, and it was to save a child he didn't even like. His first reaction was to deny it, even if the beast was right above them and he was so loud that it just.. GOIUGH. Pac's expression for the most part after that was zoned out, empty and like there was nothing to live for anymore. After Benito's speech about Lucie living on in Emi, he probably decided that Emi needs to live on. For Lucie. Like Benito said. Diego offers his everything for the people he loves. And he loved Lucie, it doesn't matter what KIND of love, but it was so important. And Pac captured that so incredibly well. ALSO LIKE. THE WAY HE SAID "She must've been terrified" MY HEART.

OUGH FOOLISH. His expressions. His noises. All the little things. He was soo in character. Jeffrey is a coward, and maybe it's more of an unknown trauma response to what happened to him before. Needing to run because he won't survive otherwise. His pep talk to Diego was that he [Diego] needs to bottle up his feelings for now, because otherwise he won't survive, but when they get out of this he can cry and they can get therapy. He's not telling Diego to keep it bottled up, but to seek out help. He throws a bunch of stuff, and in the end that's what saved them. He kept his phone and that moment!! That moment when Foolish said that he throws his phone at Mikael, I reacted the same way as Cellbit. Gasping, mouth open, jaw ON. THE. FLOOR. It was incredible.

AND EMI. She was broken. She saw her dad's infected body and she promised she would find a cure for him. She stayed with Lucie, held her hand until they had to split up and she was forced to stay with this boring guy that the only adult she liked didn't trust, and they were saying they didn't want her to stay there, but she would be safe if she did. Then, she finds this keycard, and her first instinct is to leave this boring guy and find Lucie. She does. And Lucie calls her the best for finding the keycard. And then, even if she doesn't realize it, she alerted the creature who chased her and Lucie, and this stupid doctor and new person who she does not know at all, down. This new stranger tries to offer her to the beast and Lucie sacrifices herself for Emi. Emi's only response was "She was the one I liked" I know some people were saying that she didn't act like a teenage girl (or like a 11/12 year old?) but she did!! I was talking to someone in dms and we were freaking out and he works with kids and I know teenagers. They are that sassy. They swear, and they absolutely swear a lot if they learned english from youtube or the internet, and being Brazilian I am simply assuming that's where Emi learnt it from. Cellbit did so well, and Emi also went through a LOT of traumatic events in such a short span of time. After Lucie died, she immidately latched onto Benito and never let go of his hand. And I don't think she will for a while.

Mikael sucked but also I kinda understood him in the end, but it also turned out he was wrong. That creature wasn't one of a kind, but he never got to know that. I don't have much to say about him because he was so sketch and just like. fuck that guy

i want more of this. so much more.

I KEEP ADDING ONTO THIS POST BUT OH MY GOD I AM APPLAUDING THE PEOPLE BEHIND THE SCENES. SO SO COOL. ALL THE ARTISTS AND THE PEOPLE HELPING CELLBIT WITH EVERYTHING WAS SO COOL. THANKY OU SO MUCH EVERYONE IN THE CREDITS

#opq #child death mention #opq diego #opq lucie #opq emi #opq luis #opq jeffrey #opq benito #cellbit #opq carol #i could tag this with qsmp but i will not

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laundrypause · 11 months

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All I can think about lately is Logan getting hanahaki so here's a vague outline of a fic I'll never write. *Edited because good God there were so many spelling mistakes+tw of mentions of blood and dying

Being head over heels over your best friend isn't the best thing in the world. Even if you spend 23 hours with them it still won't be enough. Logan knows he should just man up and tell Oscar but like...no. Why should he tell Oscar when he could just suffer in silence?

When both him and Oscar gets into F1, Logan thinks it's high time he confesses but Oscar hasn't been around much lately. He chalks it up to having to get to know your teammate better and other team related stuff. But when you see Lewis Hamilton more than your best friend, he knows that he's basically lost Oscar to his papaya-clad counterpart. Surprise, surprise he gets hanahaki because when has the universe ever taken pity on him? It starts small at first with a few petals per day but then they start getting bigger and sometimes he throws up full-on flowers. He has two choices, well three but the third one is obviously out of the question, 1. Get the surgery to remove the flowers but he has to lose all memories and feelings he has of Oscar or 2. Not do anything. Of course, he chooses the latter because he's so whipped that he'd rather die than lose all the years of memories he has of Oscar. So he does that and suffers through races upon races of trying to stuff petals back into his mouth when he's not alone.

For some reason, Oscar finds out and he...he LIKES HIM TOO???? Like no cap, fr??? Wtf, so you're telling him that he could have confessed and wouldn't have had to be laying in a pool of flower petals and his own blood every other week? Damn, well, it may not have been the chosen path but at least they got there.

Logan's walking through the paddock, trying to find Oscar when he overhears a part of his conversation UNINTENTIONALLY okay, and if someone says that he moved closer to hear better, they're lying. And oh. Oh, it's really bad. Like 'I'm only with Logan because he's my best friend and I don't want him to die bad'. At that moment, at that instant, the hanahaki comes back full force. He's choking on petals, blood and saliva. He's grasping his throat, at a loss on how to get some well needed oxygen into his lungs when Oscar comes out to find him convulsing on the paddock ground. Oscar doesn't know what to do other than shout at someone to call an ambulance as he runs his fingers through Logan's hair, begging Logan to hold out a little longer.

Oscar's being presented with two options when they get to the hospital. Either consent to the surgery or let Logan die. It's a no-brainer, he consents to it even if that means Logan won't remember him. When Logan wakes up after the surgery, he sees a man clad in a mind numbing orange sat next to his hospital bed. Oscar, the name of the orange man, says he had to have an emergency surgery because his appendix burst. Weird, Logan thinks, because he doesn't see any scar at where his appendix should be.

It's the Abu Dhabi GP. Oscar's in his car, trying not to hack his lungs out. He doesn't feel sick but he can't stop coughing for some reason. He looks in his rearview mirror and sees the number 2 of a Williams car. His chest constricts for half a second which was odd. Whatever, he refocuses on the lights in front of him. He's not going to let some coughing fit affect his racing when McLaren's so close to getting third in the constructor's championship.

Finally, finally, he finishes the race with more than a couple close calls when he was having coughing fits in his car. He mutters a soft prayer as he cruises around the track one last time before returning to his garage. His legs are shaky as he starts the walk back with his helmet under his arm. He sees Logan's garage. Not too far from his own. He coughs. Just once. He coughs once and he sees it. A flower petal floating delicately onto the asphalt ground. A blue rose petal.

Shit.

#loscar #desperately need loscar moots #Logan angst is a must in loscar fics #inspired by Kaimu on AO3

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lualuabestningdungie · 1 year

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Illicit affairs

Synopsis: Choi Yeonjun was the leader of the dance team, he was one of the most popular guys at school. Your older sister, Yunjin, is one of Yeonjun’s close friends causing you to occasionally hang out with them. What happens when Yeonjun tells you he wants to see you behind everyone’s back?

Genre: angst, very little fluff

Warnings: might contain grammar and spelling mistakes, maybe cursing, angst, unrequited feelings

A/N: i know Yeonjun would never do this but I got inspired on illicit affairs by mother Taylor Swift 😭

Masterlist :)

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“Hey yn” it was him. He was always late when you met. “Sorry I’m late, I had to stay more time at practice.” He got closer to you and cupped your face with both of his hands. “Forgive me?” He looked down at you, his eyes glittered and he had a small pout on his face. He got closer to you and pecked your lips.

You nodded with a dumb smile on your face. You hated that he had so much power over you, and you forgave him every time.

“That’s my girl.” He said smiling and releasing your face from his hold.

After you two hung out at an empty parking lot, he would say goodbye by giving you a long kiss on your lips. You noticed when he walked away he always wore the hood of his sweatshirt and walked fast almost running with his head low.

It hurt you that things had to be like that. You didn’t understand why Yeonjun would hide your relationship. It was very confusing, but you forgot all that confusion when you were with him.

He made you feel many things. He was your first love, and your first everything.

You treasured the memory of your first kiss with him. It happened a few months after you met him. Your sister Yunjin hosted a party at your house when your parents left for a work trip, it was almost 2 am when you walked into the kitchen, the music was still loud but people were starting to leave. As you entered to the kitchen you saw Yeonjun leaning on a counter with a cup on his hands.

“Hey yn, thought you were sleeping.”

“Oh, no, I couldn’t sleep with all the music and I also came to check that everything was alright.”

He nodded and stared at you.

“You look so cute.” He stared at you as he walked closer. You already had your pajamas on, that consisted on an old t-shirt and some pants.

“Thank you.” You were taken aback by his comment, you blushed while staring at him. “Why are you here alone? Where’s Yunjin?” It was weird that he was alone, he was normally crowded by his friends and other people.

“She’s outside with Soobin and Sakura, but she told me that you might come down around this hour.” He said looking into your eyes.

Every time there was a party at your house you would check on everything around this hour just to make sure that everything was fine. You felt like you needed to check that everything and everyone was alright. “You were waiting for me?”

He chuckled. “Well, you can say that. I wanted to see you.” He leaned forward closer to you.

“But why?” It surely was something weird. You never expected Yeonjun to say that to you. Although he was your friend, you didn’t exactly talk to him that much.

“God, yn you’re so oblivious… it’s so cute.” Your eyes widened at his words and he smiled leaning even closer. “You know, I really like you.”

“You do?” You felt his breath on your lips, he nodded. He grabbed your chin gently tilting your head so he could get a better view of your face. “Can I?”

You nodded and he leaned in pressing his lips into yours for a few seconds. He pulled away smiling and he brushed his thumb on your cheek.

And that’s how it all started.

One day you were walking to school with your friend Kai, he has been your best friends since you were in middle school. He was the only person who knew about you and Yeonjun, but he didn’t really approved your relationship.

“Why do you keep making him lunch? Why can’t he make it himself?” Kai said while rolling his eyes. It was kind of a tradition of yours to make lunch for Yeonjun.

“Well, he likes it when I do it, plus I get to talk to him.”

“Talk to him? He merely says thank you!” He rolled his eyes and continued walking.

“We always talk after school, and he always says he loves it when I make him lunch.” You smiled at the thought of him giving you a kiss as a thank you.

“I still don’t understand why he doesn’t want to tell anyone of your relationship, is he ashamed or something?”

“Don’t say that Kai! Of course he isn’t ashamed, he just wants a little bit of more time.” Kai sighed and you both got to school.

You looked for Yeonjun at the dance room where he was practicing. When you reached the classroom you peered through a window and saw that Yeonjun was talking to Areum. She was a year above you and everyone knew she liked Yeonjun for a very long time. It made your heart hurt a little to see him with her.

You entered the classroom and catched Beomgyu’s attention. He walked towards you with a sweet smile.

“Hey ynnie!” He patted your head.

“Hello Beomgyu.” You smiled at him. Beomgyu was also a year above you, but you knew him since he tutored you before your chemistry exam. You did pass the exam.

“Are you here to see us practice?” He asked still smiling. He looked like a golden retriever, he was always so full of energy.

“Um, actually I wanted to talk to Yeonjun…” you looked behind his shoulder, and Yeonjun was already walking towards you.

“Hey kid, need something?” He said when he reached you.

“I brought you lunch, Yunjin and I baked some bread yesterday and I thought that you may like it.” You smiled handing him a small bag. He smiled shortly and ruffled your hair, he muttered a small ‘thank you’ and left to continue with his routine.

“Do you still have bread.” You heard Beomgyu,s voice.

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You were in Yeonjun’s house. You told your parents you were going to Kai’s house to finish a project, but you didn’t.

You were laying in Yeonjun’s bed next to him. His head was on your chest and your hand played softly with his hair.

“Hey Jun” you whispered softly and he hummed in response. “When are we going to tell everyone we’re dating?” You felt him tense up and he looked up at you.

“Baby I already told you, we just need a bit more time okay?” You were ready to ask why when he leaned in pressing his lips against yours. “Trust me, please.” You nodded.

After a few hours you went back home. You locked yourself in your room and sat quietly in your bed. Without even noticing, tears started falling from your eyes. It hurt that Yeonjun wanted to keep it a secret. Deep down you knew he didn’t need time, you just didn’t want to accept it. You told yourself you can always stop. Oh but you would ruin yourself a million times for him. An he knew that

Months went by and you were still like this. Hiding, loving each other, and then wanting to stop. You gathered all your strength, and it cost you a lot, but you were finally going to do it. You were confronting Yeonjun.

You wore his favorite perfume, the one your sister gave you for your birthday, the one he had told you that will always remind him of you.

You told him to meet you at the same old parking lot you often saw each other after school. On your way there you thought about how painful it was going to be. You tried to ignore that feeling, but it was impossible, you really fell for him. You loved him. When you were with him you felt like you saw new colors, you could speak a different language that only you and him could understand. But all that had to end. Because you weren't going to tolerate being treated like that. Maybe he did love you, but why did it have to be in secret?

You saw him leaning against a wall, he was waiting for you and when he saw you he smiled and got closer to you with open arms, but when you didn't run to him and embrace him like you always did he changed his expression into a concerned one. "Baby what's wrong?"

You looked down and he grabbed your chin to make you look at him. You were already crying without even saying anything. "Jun, I'm sorry" you tried to hold back a sob.

"What do you mean?" you could actually see worry in his eyes. But that wouldn't stop you. So with a deep breath you managed to tell him.

"I can't do this anymore... I love you Yeonjun, i really do, but I can't be with someone who hurts me this much...I can't keep pretending that we're nothing, because it really hurts me. Keep pretending that you're just my sisters friend, that I mean nothing to you..."

He was also crying. His tears made their way down his cheeks, he really looked hurt. "Baby wh-" you didn't let him finish.

"Don't call me baby... look at how of an idiotic fool that you made me... I feel stupid now, I waited months for you, and nothing happened, Yeonjun. I don't know why you insisted on hiding our relationship. Where you embarrassed? Was I not enough?"

"Stop saying that!"

"Then tell me what was it!" You responded, your voice was louder this time. But he stayed silent. "Don't look for me. I don't want to see you again." You left.

#choi beomgyu #choi soobin #choi yeonjun #kang taehyun #tomorrow x together #huening kai #fanfic #angst #txt imagines #imagine #txt angst #yeonjun x reader #taylors version #taylor swift #folklore #illicit affairs #taylor swift songs #song inspired

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woodchipp · 4 months

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Thank you for spelling out your character development, Aubrey! You really needed to because you didn't actually have it in the first place, but the game needs to pretend as if you did!

"I felt like everyone abandoned me... and abandoned MARI too..."

I'd like to note the way Aubrey phrases this line. Mari is tacked on at the end of the sentence as if she's an afterthought.

Considering how self-centered Aubrey has shown herself to be over the course of the game, it reads more as "Everyone abandoned me, goddammit! oh and there's that dead girl too ig"

It's very subtle and intricate writing when your characters rant about their foibles to the audience as if they're standing in a confessional.

"After SUNNY stopped coming to school..."

Which he did on a whim, apparently. Nowhere in the game is it stated or implied he was homeschooled or granted some special exemption.

Also... the writer... totally... isn't... overusing... ellipses...

"I just wanted to go through the photos, because... well... I guess I just wanted to see everyone happy again."

It always circles back to Aubrey and what she wants. It didn't occur to her to leave Basil's things alone since going through the album might bring up some painful memories for him. No, all that mattered is that she wanted to "see everyone happy again," even if that makes those same people miserable now.

Aubrey is an asshole.

"All of our memories together..."

Because the giant "BASIL'S MEMORIES" on the album's cover wasn't convincing enough for her, apparently.

I have already touched on this in other posts, but for the purposes of this one, I have to reiterate.

1) Aubrey's immediate reaction to a perceived slight was to basically disown her close friend of God knows how many years (even though she had no reason to blame him, nor did she let him explain himself) and make a conscious choice to start harassing him. Because that's what strong friendship is, isn't it?

2) She conveniently doesn't specify other "things like that" she called Basil, which implies she might have called him something way worse than "creep"

As you should.

You won't get to do anything about that, though, because the story is going to shift its focus to Sunny in a few minutes anyway.

Peak writing!

And now she's turned on the waterworks because the game's running short on time allotted to her "character arc", so we need to pity her as fast as possible.

I find it funny how the fact Aubrey nearly killed Basil back at their old hangout spot the day prior is not directly brought up or addressed by her at any point of her rant. Her sudden breakdown would have made more sense if it came after her admitting how guilty she actually feels about the accident because she crossed a line or something like that. Nothing of the sort happens, and all we ever get is a vague "What I've been doing is worse than what BASIL did"

BULLYING PEOPLE IS NOT A "MISTAKE". IT IS A DELIBERATE DECISION YOU MAKE.

FUCK YOU.

(also, Sunny taking a few steps back instead of trying to comfort his friend like Hero and Kel speaks more of his character than the game ever could)

"I'm going to acknowledge I'm a shitty friend, but you're not going to see me develop! What do you take me for? An important character?"

"sorry I didn't put my life on hold to keep you all from turning on each other because I'm this group's singular braincell, apparently :<"

Yes, they don't deserve an asshole like you as a friend.

Sunny and Aubrey are both friends no one deserves, actually. One is so unreliable he walked out on his bestie when said bestie was at his most vulnerable and the other harassed her friend for four years just because she assumed he wronged her

Hero's argument to convince Aubrey she does care about her friends after all omits the fact she stole one of her friends' property and then bullied said friend because of it.

Love that no one gives a shit about Basil in this game.

And you couldn't say this while you were talking to her in the church on Three Days Left because...?

>>"We should all be here for each other!" >>Sunny is due to move town the next day

fucking lmao

And that's it! Aubrey's redemption is official!

Except it literally took a single poorly-written rant. And a hug.

Because that's peak writing.

143/10 once-in-a-lifetime masterpiece would absolutely kill my sister because I couldn't watch the TV for as long as I want again

#omori #omori game #omori aubrey #aubrey omori #omori sunny #sunny omori #omori kel #kel omori #omori basil #basil omori

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lady-ashfade · 2 years

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Sweets surprise

George Karim x Reader. (+The whole crew)

Plot: This is a small drabble that I had in mind, so i apologize for it not being long. But like the theme it’s short and sweet, and makes me warm.

Notes: I am on episode six so if there is someone wrong tell me and I apologize.

Warnings: Um..I guess a small hint at suggestive themes. And not even between characters- spelling mistakes.

It was the first time in days the door has had a knock, so Lockwood assumed it was a new costumer with a case. So jumping up from his seat upon hearing the tapping at the door very happily and a glimpse of hope. Lucy follow behind him ready to greet the person and see who was at the door, curiosity always getting the better of her.

Though when he opened the door it was not a new costumer, and though he was hoping for one he was not disappointed. “Hello, stranger.” The smile and cheerful giggle in your voice made them both feel warm.

Lucy had no idea who you were but something about the smile and your energy made her feel comfortable. “I brought some treats, I know the whole ghost fighting can be tough. So I thought I would drop by.” You lifted up a box full of slightly smaller boxes. The wave of the sweet smell hit their noses and they eagerly let you inside.

You followed them down into the kitchen and set everything on the table, you pulled out four boxes and set them out but kept one close to you. “I have cinnamon rolls, little cakes with little ghosts, and then my family’s famous lemon tarts.”

“They smell amazing.” The girl who you presumed was their new partner, Lucy. “Thank you, I work hard on them. But it’s a small payment for what you do to help the city. Are you Lucy?” She look taken aback almost nervously but quickly smiled and nodded.

“I’m Y/n. Anything you need you can give me a call. Nice to meet you Lucy.” You looked at Lockwood and he was putting a lemon tart into his mouth, not caring if it fit or if he could handle it all. “Oh my god, it’s so good.” He moans out loud and it sounded like it was something else. But you had no time to laugh when another voice spoke behind you.

“Not in the kitchen, I just cleaned. If your going to do it might as well-” you turned around and saw George walk in. His eyes met yours and his words stop, he looked shocked to see you. “What are you doing here?” His voice sounded a little harsher then you knew it was meant to be.

But when it comes to him your sensitive. “I brought you biscuits, just the way you like them.” You happily rushed him the box you saved, “Saving the world must be hard, need some food to keep you going.” From behind you the two glanced at each other. Lucy being new to you but she saw what was happening.

“Thank you..” he slowly took the box from your hands and for a moment it was silence. It was a little awkward, especially since you two were looking right at each other. But, your friend came to the rescue.

“George, why don’t you show them the new artifact from the last case.” You saw how quickly the gears shifted behind his eyes and a smile quickly went to his lips. “Yes. I must show you, come with me.” He put the small box into one hand and took your hand with the other and pulled you down the stairs into the basement.

The kitchen was quiet for a moment but then Lucy turned to her boss and friend. “Does that happen a lot? Is that his partner? I have so many questions.” The boy chuckle and rolled his eyes at his friends that just disappeared.

“They are a mystery even I can’t salve, but it doesn’t take a master to know those two like each other. But, if you’d like I can tell you every detail while we enjoy these delicious pastries.” And she gladly accepted his offer.

#Lockwood and co #Lockwood #Lucy Carlyle #Lockwood and co Lucy Carlyle #Lockwood and co x reader #lockwood x reader #lockwood and co netflix #anthony lockwood #George Karim #George Karim x reader #lockwood and co George Karim

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fantasyfangirling4ever · 7 months

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Spoiler free (some in purple with warning) The Prisoner's Throne thoughts

So The Prisoner's Throne as somehow the best and worst book I ever read.

I found the plot exciting, interesting and genuinely surprising (literal gasps were uttered).

And it had that great quality in a book where I like the author's voice and I keep genuinely laughing at a sentences and highlighting them, I love Holly Black's descriptions, jokes, world building and the light, irreverent, clever way she was able to talk to us through Oak.

But my god this did not feel like a final draft- what the hell? This book had an editor right? Because I kept finding really glaring and bad spelling mistakes, most with literal capital letters in the middle of a sentence. How were these not picked up? Surely plenty of people read this book before me, so why with one quick power read could I find so many errors? OH MY GOD MY PRINT VERSION CAME AND THE MISTAKES ARENT IN THE PRINT VERSION ITS AN EBOOK ERROR- HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???

However!! There were actual parts of the plot that didn't add up for me (SPOILERS FROM HERE IN PURPLE) like how did Oak jump from 'Madoc has Garret's real name' to 'Garret killed Liriope', like I kept rereading that passage and not understanding how he was supposed to have uncovered it, Garret told him Locke knew the name of the killer not Madoc. It just didn't make sense to me how Leander saying that Madoc knew Garrett's true name = Garret killed Liriope.

I'm excited for the next installment and excited to hear ever everyone else's thoughts

My review is: it was a thoroughly enjoyable, exciting and lucious read with the typical action and intrigue I expect from a Holly Black book along with her trademark genuine and thought-provoking messages/character development throughout. The characters of Oak and Wren were handled pretty well and their arcs were gratifying. And at the end of the day, no matter what character she's exploring there's nothing better to me than being back in such a fantastically indulgent world where Black never holds back from the fairytale and frightening BUT there are genuine criticisms that could be made of the book, some choices made may not vibe with eveyrone.

#the prisoners throne #the prisoner's throne #the stolen heir #holly black #the folk of the air #the cruel prince #jude duarte #the wicked king #cardan #queen of nothing #jurdan #oak #wren #suren #oak greenbriar #queen of n

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simpforfandoms · 2 years

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Bereft

The long-awaited part 3. Ima be honest I legit forgot the plot so I had to reread it and I found so many spelling mistakes and plot holes. I'll re-edit them once I have time anyways hope you like it!

word count: 4444 (wow it's an angel number)

pairing: yj!dick grayson x fem!reader

summary: Robin and reader wake up in a dessert without memories of the last 6 months. Feelings emerge.

warnings: probably a few spelling errors and maybe a slight description of feeling overwhelmed

masterlist

series masterlist

Bialya, September 4, 00:16 EEST

They say there are two things that bring people closer together. The first is marriage, for obvious reasons. The second is death. But has anyone ever taken into consideration waking up in a desert, god knows where next to the boy wonder? Yeah. That is your current predicament.

Groaning, you sit up, a splitting headache consumes you, what happened? You hear words coming from beside you but your to out of it to fully intake them.

Suddenly your being shaken and a face comes into your view. You squint, trying to make out their features but can only see tan skin and black hair.

“Dick?” You question.

The figure stops and moves back almost in shock.

“…What?” The figure murmurs

As your eyes finally adjust, you regain your vision.

“Oh you’re Robin.” He lets out a silent groan of relief, weird,. You intake your surroundings, seeing a desert and some soldiers in the distance. “Where are we?”

“Bialya.” He says

“Oh.”

“What is the last thing you remember?”

You think. You were eating lunch with your best friend, Dick, then you woke up in Bialya.

“I was eating lunch at school”

“What date was that?”

“Like March 7th or something, I don’t know” You question.

“It's September." He states.

What.

That can't be.

"No, no, no," You shake your head in disbelief. You had so many things you wanted to do. A million thoughts flood your head. If this is what it’s like being a hero maybe you weren’t cut out for it. Time travel was not on your agenda. You never thought that would happen. You become overwhelmed.

Robin seems to notice this, and puts a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“Hey It’s okay, I’m gonna figure this out. Okay?” He says in a gentle manner.

You nod your head in agreement. He stands up and offers you a hand. You gratefully take it and dust off all the sand from your uniform. Whatever emotion robin had shown previously is gone now. He is now determined to figure what the hell is going on. He pulls out his wrist watch thingy and starts pushing a lot of buttons.

“I have this place” he points towards it on his map looking back to make sure you see it, “marked on my gps. I think I should go there while you stay here. It could be dangerous.”

You laugh in disbelief, “no way. I’m going with you. It’s probably more dangerous for me to stay here,” you point to the soldiers in the distance.

“You have a canary cry though. You can protect yourself.” He says.

“No I don’t.”

“Seriously?” He raises an eyebrow.

You roll your eyes, “dead.”

“Oh..” he pauses trying to find the words, “come with me.”

You scoff, crossing your arms, “no.”

“You’d rather stay all alone, for good knows how long, then just go with me?”

You groan, “fine I’ll go. But only because I have a fear of missing out.”

He chuckles at this. He mutters a ‘c’mon’ and you gladly follow. Walking to god knows where.

…

After a little while, you get bored. No talking has happened and your feet ache.

You decide to break the silence, “What’s your secret identity?”

He turns his head to look you in the face, to see if your serious, once he got his answer he turned back continuing the journey.

“I can’t tell you that.”

You sigh, “C’mon I promise I won’t tell anyone, it will be our little secret.” You pick up your pace so you can be side by side with him.

“No.” He states.

“Fine, I’ll just use my amazing detective skills to figure it out.”

He laughs, “by all means, try.”

You stop him and turn him towards you, getting a good look at his face. You put your hand to your chin, in order to let him know that you’re thinking. Dark hair, tan skin, a dimple on the right side of his face.

“What are you doing?”

“Seeing what you look like”

Though you can’t see his eyes, you know he rolls his eyes. He then turns back and continues walking.

“You look like a Tim. Is that your name?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

A moment of silence.

“Ok that isnt gonna work, so how about I cut you a deal?”

He hums.

“I tell you mine and then you tell me yours.”

He laughs again, “you have to see the fault in that. What if I just let you tell me yours but I don’t tell you mine.”

You shrug, “that’s a chance I’m willing to take.”

He turns his head to you to raid an eyebrow, “you’re gonna tell a random stranger, you barley know, you’re most sacred secret?”

“Ehhh the truth always gets out eventually. No point in trying to prolong that.”

He turns his head back, and mumbles a “I guess”

“So we have a deal then?”

He stays silent.

“I take that as a yes.”

“Whatever you want Kid Canary.”

You roll your eyes.

“Okay prepare to be absolutely catastrophicly stunned.”

He chuckles.

“My name is Y/n Lance.”

He stops dead in his tracks.

“Wow I was joking about the being stunned part.” You laugh.

How could he not piece it together before? You were his best friend but yet he didn’t know that you were kid canary. He has spent almost every waking minute with you. What a friend he is. He’d expect you not to know he was Robin, but him? He’s the protege of the worlds greatest detective. He should’ve known. He’s suddenly over come by urge to protect you more than he ever has before. To keep you safe at any cost. He’s worried. This life isn’t for you. He doesn’t want this for you

“Robin!” You yell.

He grunts in pain.

“Did you just slap me?!?!”

“Yeah you weren’t responding. You had like a hundred mile stare. I didn’t think telling you my name would effect you THAT much.” You explain as you step back.

He pauses trying to find what to say. That he knows you? That you’re his best friend? No that would comprise his identity. Bruce would kill him. “No it’s not that” he notices it beginning to get dark, “it’s uh about to be night we should probably get some rest.”

“You sure that’s a good idea, because once it’s night in the desert temperatures dramatically drop and when you sleep your body temperature drops so we could like die?”

He sighs, “either that or we can continue walking and be to exhausted to fight any bad guys we might encounter.”

You contemplate it. “Ok. We’ll take turns sleeping, if one of us starts shaking the other one wakes them.”

“Sounds like a plan. You sleep first.” He states.

“No way I have a fear of sleeping on sand.”

He scoffs.

“You have a fear of everything don’t you?”

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god, I’m gonna die” you whisper into Robin’s chest. “Oh calm down Kid Canary you’re fine, look we’re safe on an edge,” Kid Flash says. But you’re still holding onto Robin for dear life trying not to fall off the edge. “I swear to god if we don’t get out of this elevator soon-“. Robin laughs, interrupting you, “I’ve never meant a sidekick who’s afraid of heights”. “I’m not afraid of heights I’m afraid of falling” you respond. “I figured that, as you are literally giving me a bruise by holding on to me” You mumble a quiet ‘shut up’.

You laugh.

“You’re afraid of heights.” He states, almost like a question.

“No I’m afraid of falling.” You yawn. “How did you know?”

“I don’t know. I think I just remembered something”

You sit down, patting the sand beside you as to signal him to sit down, “do tell boy wonder.”

Instinctively he sits down beside you.

“We were in a elevator shaft”

“Ooooo romantic”

He tries not to notice the blush creeping up.

“No not like that. Kid flash was there.”

“I haven’t seen that guy in forever. Miss him. Love that dude.”

He doesn’t miss the pinge of jealousy that erupts in him. “Will you just let me finish?”

“Oh yeah sorry. I’m just tired and when I’m tired I get like really talkative and bold. My friend, actually best friend, Dick, I know his name is kinda misleading because he’s not a dick he’s actually really nice, his parents kinda set him up for failure by naming him that but to be fair his full name is Richard but his parents nicknamed him Dick cause they’re old timey. But it’s okay he embraces it. anyways he always tells me how I do that when I'm tired but he doesn't know that I know that he finds it funny.” you rant

He laughs. “How about you just go to sleep and I’ll tell you later?”

You yawn, once again, and move your body to where your head is on his lap and the rest of your body is in the sand, “no I want to hear.”

“You were holding on to me for dear life because you didn’t want to fall, and I said that I never met a sidekick that’s afraid of heights. Then you said” he paused to mimic your voice, “I’m not afraid of heights I’m afraid of falling."

You sit up, appalled, "I do not sound like that!"

“Yeah yeah, just go to sleep.”

“Fine. but only because I want to not because you told me to.” You say as you lay back down.

He was about to say a snarky reply but you’re already asleep. For a girl who is afraid of falling asleep on sand you sure do fall asleep quickly. He laughs to himself.

…

You awake to someone gently calling your name. You sit up from your position and let out a grumble.

“Y/n, we gotta keep moving.”

You rub your eyes and let them adjust. Its day time, you suddenly recall the night before.

“Oh no, I’m sorry we were supposed to take turns.” You say as you stand up.

“It’s fine, I run on no sleep all the time. The only problem is that I can’t feel my legs.”

You laugh, “You could’ve moved me.” you reach out your hand.

He gratefully takes it, “Yeah but you looked peaceful.”

You roll your eyes, “Ok boy wonder lead the way.”

…

After a couple of minutes of walking you break the silence, “So you still haven’t told me your name.”

Robin laughs, “I never said I would.”

You huff, “Fine lets play truth or dare expect no dare just truth.”

He chuckles, “Thats makes no sense.”

“C’mon we got plenty of time. No follow up questions you have one ask per round”

“Fine.”

“I’ll ask first,” You pause for a moment trying to think of what to ask, “Oooo I have a juicy one.”

“Do tell”

“Alright, have you ever had a girlfriend?”

His face erupted with shock but as quickly as it came it disappeared.

“I don’t know.”

“How do you not know if you’ve ever been a relationship with someone?”

“You said no follow up question, my turn.”

You grumble, you suppose you di say that.

“Have you ever had a boyfriend?” Dick already knew the answer but robin didn’t.

“Yeah like a hundred.” You say.

His scoffs in disbelief, “That’s a lie.”

“Nuh uh, I will name them all.” You affirm.

He puts his hands up, “Alright I believe you.”

“What’s your deepest darkest secret? Other than your identity.”

He thinks, “I knew that my parents were in danger and didn’t say anything and then they died.” he says in monotone.

“It’s not your fault, their deaths” You shrug, “shit happens, no ones fault but god’s.”

“You believe in god?” He asks you.

“Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. It brings me comfort knowing that there is someone looking out for you, but at the same time time if there is one they sure have a funny way of showing it.” You shrug, “I’m on the verge of creating my own religion where we worship Dr.Fate.” You laugh.

“I’d join that religion.”

“How about you?”

“What about me?” He asks.

“Do you believe in god?”

“No.”

“Fair enough.” You shrug

“How do you know black canary,” Again Dick knew how, but Robin didn’t.

“She’s my older sister, adopted me after our parents died.” You laugh and playfully hit his shoulder, “Look at us a couple of orphans.”

He laughs then looks down at his watch, “We’re almost there.”

You two walk up sandy hill, where his GPS is going off.

“Wish I could remember why I put GPS marker here,” He says.

As you come to the top of the hill you peer over the edge to find a weird box-looking thing.

“Guessing that’s why,” You say as you jump down.

“wait!” He yells as he jumps down next to you.

Soldiers rise from the sand. Oh crap. Robin begins to smirk and pulls out a smoke bomb. You two begin fighting the soldiers. Then Kid Flash appears and takes their guns. Two soldiers are about to attack Robin but then a green girl appears and seems to push them away with her mind. Martian Manhunter but in woman form? You raise an eyebrow at this but continue fighting. A soldier starts running from you, and you start to chase after him but then an arrow appears then explodes in a robe and ties him up. You look to where it came from and see a girl with blonde hair and a green outfit. Then all the soldiers are taken down.

Robin walks over to Kid Flash and gives a bro hug, “KF! Man, it’s good to see a familiar face.”

You yell from behind him, “Hey!”

Robin just shrugs and Wally laughs, “Hey Rob, memory loss?”

“Both of us, six months! Let’s hog-tie these creeps and compare notes.”

…

“So we’re a team?” Robin asks

The green lady, who you’ve come to known as Megan, nods, “The five of us and superboy.”

You pull out the piece of fabric from earlier, “This must be his then.” You hand it to her.

“Yes! Did you see him?”

“I think we did,” Artemis says.

Wally rubs his chin, trying to remember, “Feral boy? Some teammate. He attacked us.”

“He didn’t know who we are. I don’t know who we are!” Artemis, the voice of reason, reminds him

Robin interrupts, “I remember Batman ordering radio silence, our team must work for him!”

“You remembered that but you didn’t tell me?” You ask

He shrugs

“And how do you know we don’t work for my mentor?” Kid Flash says as he touches his chest, causing it to change colors, “Wow this is so cool”

The rest of the team starts touching their suits to see if it can do the same.

“We look ridiculous!” Artemis says, then turns to Wally, “Quit touching yourself!”

You scoff, for some reason, she’s kind of getting on your nerves. She seems to have a quick temper.

“We need our memories back!” She yells.

You roll your eyes at her outburst. She notices this and turns to you, her rage now directed toward you, “You have a problem with that?”

“I just don’t think whining is going to get us anywhere,” You say.

“You have a better idea then?”

Suddenly you, robin, wally, and artemis are taken into a weird place with shards of memories everywhere.

Megan appears, “I brought you into my mind to show you what I remember so far, but I need your help.Together our broken memories can form a whole if you open your minds to mine.”

Artemis freaks outs and backs away, “You wanna pry through our private thoughts?”

Megan defensly says, “I don’t wish to intrude but-”

Robin interrupts, “You need to hack our minds to grok what happened to us. Got it. Go.”

“My minds all yours, try not to let it’s brilliance overwhelm you,” KF says cheekily.

“Or underwhelm you. Hey, why isnt anyone just whelmed?” Robin realizes.

You laugh at that. Artemis seems hesitant, and so are you. Having someone you barely just meant go through your mind? That does not sound safe. Wally grabs her hand and she sighs.

“Last six months only. And only what you need.”

Megan nods, and everyone looks toward you. You scratch at your arm and gulp.

“I don’t know guys, doesn’t this seem a bit sketchy? I mean what is she scrabbles my brain and I’m never the same?” You let put.

Robin nudges your shoulder, “C’mon it will be fun, trust me.” He says.

You look into his face for any hint of worry but you see none, so you reluctantly nod. And so the brain voodoo begins.

…

“Aqualad!” You all yell once brought out of the trance.

“Where is he?” Robin asks

“What happened next?” You ask.

“I don’t know that’s the last thing I-we remember,” Megan explains

“We landed 24 hours ago if Kaldur’s been wandering the desert that long, well that’s not good for a guy with gils.” Wally explains.

You huff, “And here I was thinking that you were the optimistic one.” You tell him

“Aww you flatter me, but the optimism is all you babe,” Wally winks

You roll your eyes at him. Wasn’t he just buddy-buddy with Artemis? You catch the look Robin sends Wally and raise your eyebrow at it. Weird. Before you can ponder on it, Robin is pulling out his wristwatch and finds Aqualad.

“He’s close! But he’s not moving.” Robin states.

You all follow him as he runs over to Aqualad. You find him on the ground unconscious, muttering his language. Miss Martian leans down trying to restore his memories.

“I can’t restore his memories in this condition.”

Robin takes charge, “He needs immediate rehydration. Call the bioship”

“It’s out of range but you can get him there fast.” She replies looking to Kid Flash.

“He’s too heavy, and I’m too low on fuel. Right now I couldn’t even carry her” He points to Artemis.

She scoffs, “Why not just levitate him back?”

“I can’t. I have to find superboy. Six months ago he didn’t even exist, he has no memories, only animal impulses. I’m the only one that can help him.”

“He’s indescribable, just ask those tanks. It’s Aqualad that needs your help. Like now.” Wally pleads.

M’gann holds her hand in pain and screams, “No superboy’s in pain!” Then she flies off.

“M’gann wait” Artemis calls

“We still don’t know what erased our memory, It could happen again!” Robin yells as she outs at sight.

You turn around and start spitting on Aqualad. Everyone turns around at the sound of you spitting.

“Wow wow wow, what are you doing?” Robin asks.

“What does it look like? I’m trying to rehydrate him!” You scream continuing to spit.

You look back at them just staring.

“You’re just gonna stand there and start? Help!” You yell.

“There’s a better way than doing that.” Artemis says.

“Oh, you’re right. Wally, Robin get over here and start peeing in him!” You yell then turn to continue spitting.

“There’s a better way,” Robin tells you.

“Oh yeah like letting him die! I’m not letting someone I care for die! Not again!” You scream

Wally walks over to you and pulls you away from Kaldur.

“You need to calm down, he’s not gonna die.” Wally states.

Wally sets you down and walks back over to Kaldur. Surprisingly you stay put. They talk about solutions but you can’t bother to hear them, stuck in your own thoughts. Without you noticing Robin walks over and sits down.

“Hey.”

“You okay?” He asks.

“Yeah.”

“Look he’s gonna be ok, we’re gonna make a cot and take him to the bioship. I admire your quick thinking though.” He chuckles.

You don’t wanna talk about that so you change the subject, “look at them,” you say pointing to Artemis and Wally arguing, “they definitely like each other. 5 bucks to it. I can feel the romantic tension from here.” You laugh

“There’s definitely something going on. Did you see the way they were holding hands?” He asks.

You gasp and turn your head to face him, “I thought I was the only one that noticed that!”

“I also saw how she got mad when Wally tried to flirt with you!”

You scoff, “that doesn’t mean anything, you got mad too, and you don’t like me.”

A moment of silence. He never thought about liking you, well maybe once or twice but he just chalked it up to teenage hormones and nothing more. You were his friend. Nothing more. But then why did his heart stop for a minute when you said that?

“Yeah you’re right, but it’s still worth noting.” He says as he stands.

“C’mon let’s go.”

…

You hear an engine ruffling in the distance.

“Quick over there,” Robin says as he points to a rock a couple of feet in front.

You all hid behind the rock just barely making it in time. Kaldur starts speaking again but Artemis quickly shushes him. Robin assets the situation.

“We can’t risk a firefight with Aqualad KO’d like this” Robin states.

Wally takes a breath, “It’s not just him, I’m way out of juice.”

“And I’m almost out of arrows,” Just as Artemis finishes you notice that Robin is gone.

“God I forgot how much I hate it when he does the ninja thing,” He pauses and turns to Artemis, “Hey you never said why your dad would want you to–” he pauses to make a noise,”-me”.

Artemis visibly is uncomfortable, “I got confused by, uh, some old movie I saw the other night about a ninja girl whose ninja dad ordered her to kill her ninja boyfriend because he was from a rival ninja clan.” She quickly explains.

You could tell she was hiding something. But what?

Wally swoons, “Oh so I’m your ninja boyfriend”

“Hey amnesia remember, completely forgot how truly annoying you are.”

You tune out as Robin reappears beside you.

He interrupts them, “Yeesh, Get a room.”

“Dude where were you?”

Robin smirks, “Breaking radio silence”

Birdarangs go off with Robin’s laugh then explode, signaling your escape. When you finally make it to the bioship you, robin, and Artemis had to carry Aqualad up and to the med bay. Artemis prepares IV for him and you and robin walk away. You let out a sigh and sit in a chair.

“Man I am so tired.” You say to partially no one.

“You’re tired? At least you got some sleep.” Robin says as he sits next to you.

“Hey!” You say suddenly becoming more awake, “You said it was okay.”

“Yeah but still,” He laughs.

Hey, everybody, I've got Superboy. He’s back to normal and we’re on our way M’gann says in the mind link. You jump, Robin turns to you concerned.

“Never gonna get used to that” You utter

You hear Aqualad from the medbay yelling about who is everyone and where is he.

Hello, Megan. Aqualad's memories. I knew I forgot something.

Oh, man, me too. I didn’t get a souvenir. Wally says in the mind link. You roll your eyes.

Don’t worry, I got it covered M’gann says

Then they show up with a weird circle thing, you spare a glance then look out the window, and for once you can’t wait to get back home to Gotham. You don’t bother to listen to anything they say. It seems Robin doesn’t either.

“You still need to tell me your identity Robin,” You yawn and rest your head against his shoulder and doze off. He laughs to himself.

“Who needs to get a room now?” Wally yells to Robin from across the ship.

“Shut up”

…

When you finally land back at Happy Harbour your mentors are waiting for you. You spot Black Canary and run up to give her a quick hug.

She chuckles, “I missed you too”

“Being stuck in a desert with boy wonder makes you realize how much you miss home.” You say

She laughs

Batman coughs to get everyone’s attention, “We’ll debrief in five days, in the meantime go home and get some rest. You all have school tomorrow.”

You and Dinah head to the zeta pods, too tired to bid goodbyes. By the time you get home, take a shower, and get in bed its like 2 am. You check your phone for any messages, you find one from dick.

Dick Are you awake?

You reply back quickly.

Yeah Whats up?

You see three dots appear then reappear for what seems like forever.

Dick If you had like a really huge secret would you tell your best friend?

Depends on what it is Why? Dick are you gay? I’ll support you no matter what

Dick No I’m not gay It’s just that idk if I should tell someone something

Gasp You have another best friend?

Dick Yeah you’re just my side best friend

I'm offended who is he?

Dick Her It’s a her

Now you are way more interested. Dick has another girl best friend? You bet its Barbara. What is he keeping from her then? You feel kinda happy that he came to you first, it shows that you’re still his number one best friend. With your heart thumping you start to type a reply.

Ok What are you keeping from her?

Dick That I like like her

Your heart drops. Dick likes someone and its not you. Your lifelong crush. The dude you’ve spent your whole school years pinning from. Likes someone else. You let it sink in for a minute. You try to think of a reply. You honestly don’t know what to say. But you send a reply anyways.

Wow. The Dick Grayson has a crush On who?

Dick A person I just dont know if I should tell her

Well, are you 110% sure she likes you back? If you’re not then don’t tell her You don’t want to ruin a friendship

You tell him in hopes that she doesn’t like him back so you can still have Dick to yourself. A selfish reason. He deserves to be happy. You tell him the reason you don’t tell him you like him. The friendship. It’s to pure and sweet to ruin. You know that.

Dick You’re right. Alright goodnight, love you

Goodnight, love you too

You fear that his love for you will never be anything more platonic. But for now, you were fine with that fact.

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