#ok i think thas all for this chapter

[goodfellowe]

What do you do when the second hand of a clock stutters to a stop and time meets its end? What do you do when the sun sets for the final time, bathing the world around you in shadows that seethe with fragmented memories? What do you do when gaping holes of a scrambled reality stretch out before your eyes? What do you do when you have absolutely nothing left to lose?

The Way Time Twists (AO3)

Chapter 22: Destroy Everything You Touch

It's the end, but Kid won't go down without a fight.

Art by @citricclown.

[sukugojo]

different anon here, i came here wanting to clarify something but i saw that your reply took the words out of my mouth HAHAH it's funny seeing some of us shippers sharing the same braincells and having similar opinions. love this small community but i hope it gets bigger (wake tf up people!!! are 15 consecutive canon suspicious homoerotic chapters not enough for people on the international jjk fandom to finally start shipping them?!)

the something being that i don't sense any malicious hateful intent coming from either gojo or sukuna. this is a rare enemies/rivals trope imo. like their whole theme is about teaching love and trying to maybe come to a mutual understanding despite fate cruelly putting them on the opposite sides, as they are really just different sides of the same coin. and that's one of the many reasons why i love this pairing. it's not easy to find a non-toxic enemies/rivals dynamic portrayal in media so i'm glad that jjk is an exception.

p/s: i'm an extremely introverted person so unfortunately i won't have the social battery to continue this conversation, but thanks for reading my ask! i really want to interact more with my people bc yall are lovely and have great tastes but socializing drains me so much

YES YES ANON, they really don't hate each other at all. one thing i was thinking about is how gojo doesn't seem to think of sukuna as this malicious Evil thing that other sorcerers (rightfully) make him out to be. he... really hasn't been shown to harbor any ill feelings towards sukuna, even after all he's done.

and their fight is playful, they're playing, they're having fun, it's recreation. sure the fate of the world is at stake here, but that's not what it's about for them at all.

there's not hate, not even dislike, it's simply. well to steal canon's words. love. an overwhelming sense of pleasure, of satisfaction, of fulfillment.

and i LOVE that u mention "despite fate cruelly putting them on the opposite sides" bc YEAH YEAH, that's part of the tragedy of them. there's too many factors outside their own personal satisfaction at play.

and i think there is also a bit of a paradox in there. they're looking for someone with whom to share that solitude that comes at the lonely top. but... that's something i don't think to be possible. sure they're equals, that's the thing, but at the same time, their existences clash just by definition. bc there can't be two strongest. there can only be one.

both can't live at the same time. if one lives, the other can't live by definition.

no one understands them bc they're the strongest, but once they find someone who might be able to—and who does—dont they stop being the strongest?

[earlyspringtranscendence]

god u kno ur tastes are too fucking specific when ur like ‘i dont care who i read about as long as its a decently longfic’ and then ur like. well i cant read this bc its 47k BUT 34 chapters no longfic should be over 15 chapters :/ like. girl.

[duckduckgoosebutitsinatrench]

Déjà Rěvè

Chapter 1: This Fucking Cat

The door shut behind ace with a soft click as he looked about the room where detentions for the day were held. More specifically, he looked at the people in said room. More specifically, he looked at the two only two faces in the room that he recognized. Honing in on a certain choppy haircut that looked to be cut with a kitchen knife, probably cause it was cut with a kitchen knife. Ace would know. He’s the one who cut it.

“ok”, he began. “I can probably guess why he’s here”, ace pointed at Deuce, who looked a bit guilty for getting into trouble yet again, but more peeved that Ace was the one calling him out on it, “but why are you?”, his finger turned to Yuu, who seemed very determined to look anywhere but at him.

Ace watches Yuu as they fiddle with the bracelets on their wrists, probably the most expensive thing they have on them at the moment, judging from the torn and dirtied jeans, old flannel, and worn-out denim bomber jacket, all the way down to their beat up sneakers. And of course, the atrocity that was their haircut, which was actually starting to look halfway decent now that it had time to grow out a little. Surprisingly.  

It was quickly becoming apparent that Yuu was just pretending to not have heard him, but when ace, now annoyed, was about to repeat his question, he found he didn’t have to. He was answered in the form of a, somehow, equally as annoyed sounding meow, as Grim came out from behind Yuus’ desk.

All annoyance immediately vanishes as Aces’ shoulders dropped and he hunched over in disbelief. No way. He looked from Yuu to their little shit, and back again.

There was no way.

“You brought your cat?”

Yuus’ eyes shot towards him in a deadpan stare.

“No Ace. I brought Leona”, they pointed behind them with their thumb, gaze still trained on him as he craned his neck and stood on his tiptoes to look behind the desks and- Yep! There was Leona! In all his glory, passed out on the floor behind a few desks. The perfect blind spot.

Ace stood back normally to face Yuu, shoving his hands in the pockets of his varsity jacket and accepting his friends’ stupidity with a nod. “You brought your cat.”

Yuu leaned back in their seat and glared, defensive of their oh so beloved cat.

“I had to bring him! He wouldn’t let me go this morning! Just kept followin’ me around everywhere!”

“I still feel like there’d be a way to make him stay home though”, Deuce chimed in, his head in his hands as he lazily rubbed at his eyes, obviously tired, and also kind of beat up now that ace looked at him.

Welp. Now he knows why Deuce was in detention. Ace smirked. He had a point though.

“Yeah, listen to Juice, you could’a just slammed the door in his face or something”, Ace leaned down to be on a lower level and match Grims lower intelligence as he said this, something the cat seemed to take instant offense to as he jumped on Yuus’ desk and hissed. Ace moved to sit on a desk that was vaguely in between Yuu and Deuce. He’s pretty sure that Deuce had glared at him for messing up his name, but judging from the defeated sigh that came shortly after, Ace thinks he might just be accepting that he has two names now and one of them just happens to be a drink.

Yuu relaxes a bit, crossing their arms and looking at their fingernails, trying to pick the dirt out from underneath them while speaking in an obvious tone, “…Yeah, I think we all know that something like a door wouldn’t stop Grim from following me to hell, much less school.”

Deuce stretched in his desk, legs extending out from underneath it and himself leaned back in his seat, sort of sinking into it as he watched a grown teenager argue with a cat. “…Rember when we went downtown that one time? Like a few months ago? You left Grim at home and-“

“- and we get to the restaurant, we’re halfway through eating, and then in walks this fucker. My point exactly”, Yuu says with affection as they give Grim a few pets. Grim turns to Yuu and gives them a single soft meow that bleeds into a purr before turning around to raise a paw and hiss at Ace. Yuu lets him, contend to twist and play with the ring that they stole from deuce that was currently on their index finger.

Ace, seemingly satisfied with his daily spit with Grim, joined back into the conversation.

“How did he even know where we were? Forget that! How did he get there? That restaurant was far. I had to drive us there”, Ace shot a suspicious look at Grim, it wasn’t very serious, Ace was mostly just weirded out. That cat was weird in the first place though, so Ace let it slide.

Grim could clearly care less about what Ace thought of him at the moment, too busy trying to get more of Yuus’ attention now that he was no longer pre-occupied with Ace.

“I know right? I didn’t even know it was Grim at first. Just thought it was a random stray that had gotten into the restaurant… At least, I thought it was a stray until it started scratching at Ace”, Deuces voice turned smug towards the end, clearly happy to be reliving the memory of his friend not passing the divine judgement given by his other friends’ pet cat.

Ace make a noise that was somewhere between embarrassed and offended, protests and comebacks at the ready, which were all ignored by Yuu happily continuing the conversation, “Right? I’m just glad he had his tags on. I would’ve left his there if he didn’t”, they smiled as they listened to the purrs, enjoying the peace for once. Grim had always been an odd cat: being instantly protective over Yuu when they found him last year, and having almost human like reactions to everything that was done and said when he was around. Yuu was just happy that their cat got to just act like a cat sometimes.

The mood instantly changes into a panicked one as the door clicks open once again and the unfortunate teacher who had had detention duty this evening walks in. Ace slipped off the desktop into his chair, Grim slipped off yuus lap to hide behind their desk, and deuce instantly straitens up. The other students, which Ace had either never seen or never bothered to remember, straightened up in a similar fashion. It was like clockwork.

The only one who didn’t seem to react was Leona, who, as if on cue, rolled over onto his back and let out a loud snore, seemingly just to spite any present authority. Deuce took a deep breath and Ace made a face trying to keep his laughter in while Yuu gripped the edge of their desk as hard as they could.

This was going to be a long evening.

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When everyone was finally dismissed, Ace had sprinted out of that building like a man on a mission, with Yuu and Deuce not too far behind. The three of them trying to race each other to random street signs and traffic lights, with one of them always changing the finish line to something else whenever someone else was about to win. Becoming out of breath with their running and their shared laughter.

Now, the street lights had come on and the sun was setting. Everything has calmed down a bit, and the three were walking in the middle of a rarely driven street, kicking rocks and dragging their feet as they walked to Yuus’ house.

Ace let out a big sigh, likely one he’d kept in all day. Before deciding that wasn’t dramatic enough and throwing his head back with a groan, “Man that suuccckkkeddd!”

Deuce scoffed, “you were the one who kept trying to do trick shots into the trashcan in history, Ace. Trying”

Ace glared at Deuce before Yuu spoke up “No yeah, getting detention was your own fault this time Ace- and don’t try to blame it on Floyd! He skipped today to chase Riddle around…”

Deuce winced, “poor Riddle.”

“yeah, poor Riddle-”

Ace threw his hands up and sped up so he was a few steps ahead, turning around and walking backwards to look at them, “Jeez, why are you both ganging up on me all the sudden? Ok! Sure! But you know what I didn’t do?”, Ace pointed at Yuu, who was carrying a sleeping grim in their arms, “bring that menace to school cause he wanted to act a little clingy, and I definitely didn’t get into a brawl with two seniors!”, He looked pointedly at deuce, who looked away at the ground.

“it wasn’t a brawl”, deuce muttered.

Yuu rolled their eyes, “ok. Sure, but you’re the only one whining and complaining about it. Honestly Ace, with how often you’ve been getting into trouble lately, I’m starting to think you’re doing it on purpose…”, Yuu trailed off, before their eyes snapped towards Ace.

Ace was saying nothing. He had turned back around and slowed to match his friends paces and was quietly fiddling with his necklace. The necklace that he had gotten from his girlfriend for his birthday…

Yuu stared at him as they walked on, and a few steps later, Deuce seemed to catch up, and groaned.

“your girlfriend? Is it your girlfriend? Seriously? Are you avoiding your girlfriend again?”

Aces’ head snapped towards Deuce, rushing to defend himself, “hey man, you can’t blame me for not wanting to be around her!”, Yuu, having looked away at this point, shot him a side eye, “she doesn’t have any hobbies! Or taste! Not in music, sports, nothing! I even asked her what her favorite class was, nothing!”

Deuce sighed, “still. I don’t see how avoiding her is doing you any favors…”

Yuu listened to Ace and Deuce bicker and watched them push each other around. The sun was almost set now, and the street lights seemed to be getting brighter. Yuu watched as the road in front of them slowly gained more and more plot hole. Small breezes work their ways through their hair, a contrast from the warm, sleeping cat in their arms. Yuu smiled and sighed. They were getting tired of walking.

They were also getting really tired of the feeling that they were being watched all day. It had gone away during the early afternoon, but now it was back full force, and Yuu felt a shiver go down their spine.

Just ignore it. Just ignore it. Just ignore it. It’ll go away soon.

“Ok but guess what I caught Sebek with!”

“I swear if you’re making a big deal out of nothing…”

Yuu smiled. They could ignore this. They would be fine.

“You’re always so suspicious! But no, so I was following him around cause our lockers are like. Right next to each other and…”, yuus hearing slowly went out. Slowly being replaced with ringing. Everything felt off kilter now. Everything felt weird.

And someone was behind them.

They turned on their heel and stares at the desolate road full of potholes and decrepit houses. They distantly realized that their hearing had returned, and that Ace and Deuce had stopped and were looking back at them.

There was nothing there.

“…uhhh. Yuu? You good?”, it was just Ace. It was just Ace and Deuce. Just Ace and Deuce.

Yuu took a deep breath.

“…Yeah…. Yeah, I just thought…”, they looked back at the other two, who were looking at them with familiar concern.

They shook their head. “Never mind”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“…ok”

They kept walking, Yuus’ house was getting closer, and the quite and the weird atmosphere between the three of them didn’t last long at all, with Deuce telling Ace about how Epel was trying to learn parkour to avoid Vil and Rook better. Yuu said that even Floyd “climbs everything” Leech couldn’t avoid Rook, so it might all be for not. Ace laughed at Epel’s misfortune. Yuu smiled.

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By the time Yuus’ house was in sight, Yuu themself was exhausted.

“Why did we walk to school today”, all they wanted to do was collapse in the middle of the road and just lay there.

“well”, Ace sure did have a lot of attitude for someone who looked just as done with this trek as they did, “it was because a certain someone wanted to “get some fresh air for a change”, and “enjoy the weather a little””

They groaned. “Ace”, it’s honestly a miracle they weren’t panting at this point. Distances seem a lot shorter when you weren’t walking them. “never let me make a decision before 10 am ever again. Ever. Please.”

Ace giggled with a mock salute, “Aye Aye Captain! Now come on! The faster we get to Ramshackle the faster I can finish telling you about what I found in Sebek’s locker!”

“oh yeah I forgot about that”, Deuce muttered as Yuu shook Grim awake and let him jump out of their arms hen he saw they were home.

Yuu squinted. “why were you in Sebeks’- you know what? Don’t answer that. The less I know, the better”, They tugged their shirt forward and took out a necklace that had an old skeleton key attached to it. With the key they unlock a mildly rusted padlock gate and push it open, all of them cringing as it creaked and shrieked open.

Grim and Ace seem to spontaneously gain all their former energy back as they race each other inside the rickety old house. Deuce and Yuu were content to walk.

Yuu was tired. Deuce tapped their hand and leaned in when he had their attention, “you good”, Yuu was grateful that deuce had a softer voice. Usually. They wordlessly smiled and nodded.

Deuce nodded back at them, satisfied, and he too ran into Ramshackle. Oh. He was just walking with them to make sure they were alright how nice of him. Yuu cursed their lack of stamina, only walking a bit faster despite themselves.

Ramshackle was the name given to the house by Yuu. It was old and falling apart and most definitely not up to any sort of safety code, but it was all they had. Plus, it was still more stable than being bounced around homes who only wanted you for the money.

The lounge had seen better days. The whole house had, for that matter, of course. Yuu made it work though. There wasn’t electricity, but there was a fireplace, and they cleaned up what they could, fixing furniture, not very well, but enough. They could mend what old clothes they could find, they themselves never really wore them, but Yuu very quickly found that that thing about trash and treasure was more than true.  

The lounge was probably their favorite, besides their own room of course. There were two couches that they had attempted, somewhat successfully, to fix and restuff. Jack had given them a minifridge that was now stocked with drinks, and there was a box full of almost every type of comic book you can imagine.

Deuce was cracking open a can of soda when Yuu walked in, “you found a what in his locker?”

Ace was already splayed out on the couch, drinking a can of coke, “a sword. I found a fucking sword! He just. Has a sword.”

“In his locker?”, said Yuu, no quite in disbelief.

Ace grabbed the unopened water bottle that Yuu now realized he had beside him, and tossed it to Yuu, who gratefully took it and chugged a little less than half of it immediately. “In his locker”, Ace confirmed.

Deuce combed his hair back with his fingers, he squatted down to the box of comic books and was now idly flipping through them, “I’m not even surprised at this point. I don’t even think it could faze me if he had an entire medieval armor collection in his closet.”

Ace nearly did a spit take. Yuu was really glad that he didn’t. He let out a shocked sounding “Oh my God!”

“what?”

“Juice! You know what the medieval period is? Oh look how far you’ve come! Why I never thought I’d see-“, Ace was hit square in the face with an Amazing Spider-Man comic, causing him to spill a bit of coke on himself. Yuu giggled.

“Dude!”, Another comic to the face, Deuce truly had amazing aim. Yuu full on laughed, this time with deuce joining in.

Grim jumped into their lap, and just like that the moment was perfect.

It’s really too bad that everything went downhill from here.

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@yuri-is-online

[canirove]

Friends, lovers… and an orange | Chapter 12

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“Are you going to eat all that?” Mason chuckled.

“Yep” Adele said as she sat at the table.

“I still can’t believe you woke up early to go for a run after going out last night. What time was it when we came back?”

“Around 3 a.m.”

“And when did you leave?”

“At 7.”

“Addie, did you sleep?” Mason laughed.

“The moment my head touched the pillow I was out” she shrugged. Which was the biggest lie ever.

She had probably managed to sleep for maybe an hour and a half, and the moment there was light coming through the window, she had gotten up and ready to do the one thing that she knew always allowed her to not think about anything: running. So she put on her shoes, chose her favourite playlist, and left the hotel. 

“Lucky you” he sighed. 

“Didn’t you manage to sleep?”

“I did, but it wasn't pleasant. I kept waking up and… urgh” he groaned, checking his phone.

“What is it?” Adele asked, giving her croissant a big bite.

“My agency. I have a meeting in half an hour with them and they are already bothering me about it.”

“Is that the reason why you didn’t sleep well?”

“Yeah. We are organizing everything for the launch of the perfume's campaign, and it is driving me crazy.”

“Oh, the perfume… The one that started it all.”

“The same one” Mason smiled. Though it was his sad smile, the one Adele knew meant that something was going on. 

“Mase, are you ok?” she asked, reaching for his hand.

“I am, yes. Just tired” he said, his thumb caressing her knuckles, the butterflies on her stomach waking up.

“Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything.”

“I know. Thank you, Addie” he smiled. But again, it wasn’t his usual smile. “Anyway, I better go get ready. It’s a zoom meeting and I want to look a bit more presentable.”

“I like the way you look” she said, speaking before thinking.

“Even if my hair is a mess?” Mason laughed.

“Messy hair is the best hair” she shrugged, not daring to look him in the eyes. “Will I see you later?”

“Of course. I want to take you to El Retiro, maybe go on one of those small boats they have?”

“The walk part sounds perfect. The one about the boats… I don’t know if I trust you” Adele teased him.

“I would never let anything happen to you. Ever” Mason said, the way he was looking at her, giving her the impression that there was something else behind those words. “And I better get going. See you later, Miss Turlington” he smiled, lifting her hand and kissing it. They hadn't stopped holding hands since the moment Adele had reached for his.

“See you later, Mr. Mount" she replied.

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“Are you going to tell me what is going on?”

“Uh?”

“Mase, you've been acting super weird the whole day. Did something happen during the meeting?” Adele asked him after their walk. 

“No.”

“Then why do look you so…” she said, gesturing with her hands.

“So?”

“Miserable. You look the same you did before your birthday.”

“It’s nothing.”

“There definitely is something. C´mon, talk to me” Adele said, following him as he walked towards his room.

“It’s nothing” he repeated.

“Mase… Mason” she said, grabbing his arm and making him stop. “Talk to me.”

“It’s… Fine” he sighed. “Come inside.”

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“I’m ready when you are ready” Adele said, grabbing Mason’s hand and giving it an encouraging squeeze. They had been sitting on his bed in silence for what felt like an eternity, which was only making her feel more and more nervous. What could have happened in that meeting for him to go back to this mood?

“Remember that I told you that the meeting was for the launch of the perfume?”

“Yes.”

“Well, we are going to be throwing a party in Tuscany because that's where we got the inspiration from and where we shot the campaign.”

"I remember your trip there. It was when I was in Paris with my mum.”

“That's the one, yes. This party… this party is gonna be huge, Addie. Big names in fashion will be attending, and also actors, musicians, influencers… Even some football players.”

“That is amazing, isn’t it?”

“It is, yes. But…”

“But?” Adele said, squeezing his hand once again.

“My agency has asked for something. Something related to us.”

“I already told them I will be at the party. What else do they want?”

“Something you aren't going to like, Addie.”

“What do they want, Mason?” she asked.

“They… they want us to walk the red carpet together.”

“No” Adele said, letting go of his hand and standing up. “No, no, no. We agreed I would not walk any red carpet or do anything that involves me having to actually pose in front of a camera.”

“But Addie…”

“I said no. You know how much I hate it.”

“I do. But they are insisting.”

“You mean they are threatening you again. I can’t believe it” she said as she started to pace around the room. “This has to stop, Mason. You can’t keep working with such horrible people.”

“I don’t have another choice.”

“Yes, you do! Sue them and leave them! My dad knows really good lawyers, they could help you.”

“It isn’t that easy” he said, nervously playing with his hands.

“Why not? Whatever those clauses are, I’m sure they will find a way to, I don’t know, annul them? There is this guy I met once in Barcelona who works with football teams and…”

“Adele, no” Mason cut her, also standing up. “Lawyers can’t fix this. And if they can, it will be too late. My career will already be ruined.”

“Because of some clauses on your contract?”

“Because… because… urgh” he said, running a hand through his hair.

“Mase, hey” Adele whispered, caressing his cheek. “You can tell me whatever it is.”

“I can’t. Not this.”

“Why not? Mase, look at me” she said, cupping his face and forcing him to look at her. “Why not?"

“Because if I tell you what they have against me, what they are using to make me do all these things I don’t want to… You won’t be able to look at me the same way. And I can’t lose you, Adele. I can’t” he cried, resting his forehead on hers.

“You won’t lose me, Mason. Whatever it is… I’m not going anywhere. But you have to tell me. You have to let me help you. Because this, keeping this secret, is hurting us both.”

“I know” he sobbed.

“Then tell me. What do they have that is so bad that it could end your career?”

“Addie…”

“Mason, please” she begged him, feeling a tear down her cheek. “Please, tell me what it is. Trust me.”

“Ok…” he sighed. “It’s… They… They have a sex tape.”

[satureja13]

While Vlad, Jack and Ji Ho do their research at the library, Saiwa and Jeb took Kiyoshi to the Cat Cafe. They have the hope the cats would bring him out of his tree state. And really, he reacted on them! Saiwa was giving Jack last instructions and told him to call should they need them at the library.

All our ingame cats are here today ^^'

The waiter was flirting with Saiwa. The Waiter: "I'll serve you in a minute ;) "

The Waiter: "Which crime did you commit to have to spend the days after Winterfest with your two professors?" Saiwa: "Oh, we're working on a project ^^' " Tha Waiter gave Saiwa his number: "Call me in your freetime. I'll show you the town."

Poor Jeb. He still thinks that Saiwa doesn't play in his league and is way too hot for him...

Jeb: "Why didn't you tell him you're my wife?" Saiwa: "The Professor/Student story is more plausible, now that Kiyoshi is with us. It would look weird when two grown men hang out with a 'girl' like me."

Saiwa: "You can punish me later for this, hm?" *winks* Jeb: "Uhm...ok ^^' "

'She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears' In the year of the cat - Al Stewart

Meanwhile Kiyoshi and Kira carefully approach each other.

Jeb: "I hope we have him back soon." Saiwa: "We will. In his world he'd been a tree for decades. He just needs time to accustom."

And about an hour later, Jack excitedly called from the library. He'd found a Star Wars book! Saiwa pinched the bridge of his nose: "Jack, you only had one job to do and ended up with Star Wars?" Jack, over the phone: "This time you will thank me for this!"

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[irontragedyreview]

Ok, so I read the chapter with the official translation because if I'm going to say that Horikoshi is mediocre writer, that this arc was completely rushed and a shit show in general I'm going to use the official translations. It should be noted that honestly nothing can fix this chapter so meh, the relevant points would be

AFO loves Yoichi, some criticism focused on Afo saying this didn't make sense but  from the beginning of the arc we see AFO declaring that he loves his brother, since we know the story of OFA/AFO we know that he wantsYoichi by his side, but even beyond his methods of locking him up and wanting to break his will, the truth is that he wants Yoichi's decision to be by his side to be of his own free will. Even though he’s willing to break Yoichi, he didn’t want him to be by his side through some quirk manipulating his will, because that could have been an option, what he wanted when Yoichi was alive is for him to finally stand by his side.On the other hand, AFO's love isn’t healthy, it’s twisted and toxic because he considers Yoichi his, his first gift, the first object he had, so yeah, AFO loves his brother but no one is saying that this love is good or healthy.

Some people interpret that Kurogiri is dead, I'm honestly not interested in his character and the truth is I'm not very clear about what happened, I suppose it will be something that It will name above in the following chapters.

Midoriya showing empathy or compression for AFO? I've seen some comments saying that Midoriya's words are an attempt to show empathy towards AFO. Personally I think it’s completely wrong, if anything Izuku is telling him how small and pathetic he is, pointing out that he isn’t a demon king, he isn’t an incomprehensible monster, just a lonely man. There is no understanding or empathy but rather it’s establishing that he isn’t the terrible threat that AFO wants to think he represents but that he is ultimately a pathetic and lonely being.

AFO wanting to transmit his quirk to live in another body as a parasite, he says that Midoriya or anyone would do, this isn’t really true because although we know that a person can withstand a certain amount of quirks at some point it will fry their brain, Nagant handled her quirk well and one more, Spinner from what we saw became more irrational due to the quirk he received from AFO since his system was overloaded. So far the only one who has endured more than one quirk is Midoriya, although we can assume that he wanted to pass his quirk to another body and then if that body failed he could always look for another one.

bakugou is there, again nothing about horikoshi surprises me anymore.

Izuku and Tomura's talk, if those pathetic panels can be called that. Midoriya impassive, the only difference I find in the unofficial translations Izuku directly said he couldn’t forgive him, in the official one it isn’t so much the word forgiveness and more like he couldn't stand there just watching what he was doing. I use the official translations because 1) I don't know Japanese; 2) People usually argue that to discuss the points of story one should take the official translations. Since I don't know Japanese and the fandom is picky, I'll use these. Obviously it can be interpreted as that he can’t forgive what he did or forget it but well the truth is that I honestly don't think anything improves the talk. Tomura asking Midoriya to pass the message and telling him to tell Spinner that his convictions never changed, which it’s true I guess, although he also accepts that he couldn't destroy anything and that it may be that in the end he is that crying child that Izuku said, this line is interesting and something that a good author would surely seek to expand on, but considering that we’re talking about Horikoshi, we can leave it to the conclusion that hopefully the topic will be touched upon again or that nothing will ever be said.

Having said all the above, I imagine that there are only a few chapters left that make up a very long epilogue. At this point I doubt that Horikoshi will make a plot twist by reviving AFO a fourth time, I honestly hope not, some are talking about Tomura appearing in the form of Tenko? which at this point wouldn't fix anything either because you screwed up any chance of the save idea when you kept Izuku's plot going without a single introspective thought and ended it with him killing AFO in Tomura's body. The explanation would have to be very good to fix the shit show that was the chapter.

Some also say that Tomura isn’t dead, this is mostly because Horikoshi has used the resource of death and revived so many times that many no longer believe that he’s capable of killing a character, but I don't believe it if he’s saying goodbye, I doubt that miraculously appears alive. I would say that the chapters to come can’t be worse than this one but I fear that Horikoshi will take it as a personal challenge and do it.

[teemingwindow]

This is a fan recap of the crown and bishop au

chapter 1

So it starts with Shamura being born then abandoned (very sad) shamura then gets brought to a sanctuary we’re they grow up and learn the art of random fucking symbols, It’s called the old faith alphabet

Then some time passes the sanctuary gets robbed, attacked, blown up if you will and Shamura is on the run all by their selfs, no family, friends, not even a moth. But they do have these weird funky hats called crowns. There’s a red one (edgy crown), the blue one (the no bitches crown), a yellow one (I’m going to kick your ass crown), a green one (I will eat everything in sight crown), and a purple one (the smarty pant’s crown). Of course Shamura being very smart picks the purple one.

Some more time passes and Shamura finds a (ugly) helpless squid, Shamura feels bad very bad for him so they take him in and calls him kallamar

More time passes and Shamura with kallamar finds a black cat, Shamura thinks umm this cat is probably a orphan because his family is not with him so Shamura scoops him up and welcomes him into the family, his name is narinder

Like a week later or mabye 2 seconds (we don’t exactly know) Shamura finds a tadpole beaten and bruised kinda like they just whooped some ass, so Shamura said in exact words “yoink”. Heket has joined the party

A couple more years into the future Shamuras is happy with their little family, everyone is growing up so fast, kallamar is like 10 and still ugly, narinder has easily became Shamuras favorite, and heket is not a tadpole anymore and has evolved into a full frog.

Shamura was content with their family, no more orphans, no more being lonely. Just happy thoug-.. what the hell is biting me? Shamura turned around and found a little earth worm biting them, at first narinder wanted to eat it because idk, but Shamura said naw and thought of something else, they said fuck it and let him into their family. +1 worm, his name is leshy.

Even more years later everyone was growing up, so Shamura gave everyone a crown

Chapter 2

Kallamar of course got the blue crown, heket got the yellow crown, leshy got the green one, and finally narinder got the red one.

Shamura was happy with there little fight force of orphans and then they traveled the lands, seeing sights and never fighting again, happy end-. Bitch you thought instead Shamura said fuck it again and with her orphan squad Concord the entire lands and made a whole religion where people worshiped them and kallamer still has no bitches imagine that getting a whole religion around you and still no hoes.

The lands changed forever, the lands worshiped Shamura and their orphan gang, but they thought that name sucked so they just got called bishops, and that’s where the story ends. Shamura is happy, they got a family, a religion, and whole alphabet, what more could you ask for. But not just the lands changed… something in narinder changed…

Narinder was become real edgy when he had the crown on, like *real* edgy. He thought “man I only get one fifth of this religion, nah thats wack I want the whole pot, I want it ALL!!”

So he made a plan to kill his siblings and take all of the power and glory and more power. So one day when the whole family was in one place he finalized his plan and attacked. First he gave Shamura a lobotomy, then bitch slapped kallamar to the ground and took his ears, he slit hekets throat and finally stabbed leshys eyes.

He had did it, he won the fight, until the other bishops said he was wack and then they attacked him, they used their crown powers to send narinder into a place I would call the death realm (or purgatory). They made sure narinder could never leave that place.

So after doing that they tended to their wounds, leshy is blind, heket can barely talk, kallamar can barely hear and still got no hoes, and lastly Shamura has short term memory lost. But then they drank some milk to get rid of the debuffs and everything was ok.. not really Shamura still can’t think that well.

chapter 3

There the story ends, narinder is stuck in purgatory, and the other bishops still rule the lands… until narinder said in EXACT words “man this place sucks, there’s not even an Xbox up here. Ah fuck it im going to give the next person who dies a deal to live once again but they most kill my siblings and revive me.” And he did just that

His first vessel was a raccoon named gaap, he liked to tinker with death and revive people. But he somehow failed narinder and was removed as a vessel, oh how did he fail? Idk jir still hasn’t told us come back in about a month:D

This went on for a while, Vessel after vessel, somehow dying to leshy who was basically the tutorial boss, I would name them but I like to keep my sanity so here’s some honorable mentions.

There was frog named Ayranor, a old ass deer named Margaret, a caring cat named pudding (clap here), a purple dog named jay and lastly a red panda named Elon mus-.. just Elon, he was a capitalist of course (boo here). Now Shamura felt bad for narinder because he sucks at picking vessels so Shamura gave narinder some kittens so he would stop trying to kill them and calm his ass down, he did not calm his ass down.

Now we get to a rat named ratau who has a brother named ratoo, he was a vessel for narinder but he quit because he did a bad, what bad? You should know what to expect (thanks jir). Now ratau might have or might not have found a little lamb and raised them (he called them lambert), but the bishops found the lamb and we’re going to execute them because they might be animalist

when the lamb died they went to where narinder, and narinder gave them a deal to kill their siblings for him. Without a button to say no lambert said yes and unlike the other vessels lambert actually played the binding of issac and killed all of the bishops, narinder was happy, he finally won. His siblings were dead and now he can rule the lands once more AND DO SO MUCH MO-…where’s my crown.. hey lamb can I have my crown back?

chapter 4

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY NO?!?!? Narinder was pissed, even more pissed than when he got trapped in purgatory, so he sends his minions, aym and Baal the same kittens that Shamura gave him forever ago there no way they would los-..and there dead…

Aw fuck it, if you want to do something you better do it yourself narinder said. After many years trapped, narinder is ready to fight for the red crown and take the power he deserves, he’s going to kick that lambs ass and win this figh-.. and he’s dead.

To recap lamb killed all the bishops, girl bossed narinder, and became the new god of death. But before lambert could celebrate they had to deal with narinder one more time, do they kill him and show no mercy or let him live and show mercy to one who would show no mercy…a though choice one would say, but lambert said in again exact words “fuck it” and spared him because tbh he kinda hot.

And that’s where the story ends for real this time, lambert is the new god of death and they can go back to their cult and live happily ever af-… why is there a giant gate where narinders gate used to be? Why is there a giant angel thing standing at said gate?? Lambert probably very confused talked to them, they said they were a higher being(or something). We will call them their true name, space soup. Space soup said to lambert“you fucked up lamb, the lands are uneven because you killed all the bishops, so you are going to revive them and make the lands whole again”

Again lambert with no, no button said fine and went off to do space soups biding. So off lambert went to do the thing………..

oh you want to know what happens next? well you can find out via jirs game she made, that’s right this whole thing was a ploy to make you play her game because I respect her time that she worked on it, thanks for reading and have a good day:b

Credits

Lore and au maker: jir

Recap maker: teem

Person paying for teems therapy from all the codes he had to solve: no one :(

[madds-is-ace-trash]

Oh guys guess what this chapters got music!

OK so um the music isn't for like the whole chapter but a part where Gotham sings are little baby a lullaby so ill link it in its section. Also i’m going to try to get it on to ao3 tonight now that my laptops working but well see. 

(part 1) (Part 2) (part 3) ( part 4: guess what ya here baby)

We are on ao3 need now! https://archiveofourown.org/works/43353157/chapters/108979318

Summary: Turn out the kid can read and he loves books. Duke gets to meet his new nephew. Danny gets a chance to fell at rest. And Bruce Thinks Dick got some one pregnant. 

Chapter 4: Of Stories and Songs

 When Damian went to go get a book from the library this is not what he expected to see. His eldest brother Dick was sitting at one of the tables in the center of the room. The table was covered with books of all different sizes, seemingly all about space? He scans the room when his eyes settle back on his brother and then the small child in his lap. The boy, no older than 5, had an encyclopedia of constellations open on the table. He was pointing at the constellations reading out their names and turning to dick excitedly telling him all about the chains of stars. 

 “I don't remember asking for more siblings?”  of course another black hair and blue eyes child ended up at the manor. Bruce did seem to have a type. 

 “Don’t worry baby bat, not a new brother, not on my watch!” Not on his watch? What in the world did Richard mean by that?

 “I claim him, he’s mine, look at him he's a little genius, this kid knows like every constellation known to man,” he ruffled the kid's hair, the child blushing at the praise.

 “I'm not smart, I just like space, '' Danny said quietly, staring at the floor.

 “Danny! You're reading an encyclopedia all by yourself. That's insane you're like what 6? Your super-smart little dude, a super- Star you could say.”  Dick and his insufferable puns, Damian didn't have time for this. He stomped walked over to the section he needed and began to search for a book. 

 He did not flinch when the small boy suddenly appeared next to him. He was heavily trained, he was just distracted looking for his book,he did not get snuck up on by a six-year-old. “ What do you want” domain hissed wasn't dick supposed to be watching this kid. 

 “What ya looking for?” The kid coked his head like a confused puppy.

 “ A book for my book report, why else would I be in a library,” his tone was harsh. He hoped the kid would get the hint and scram.

 “What's it called,” he stepped closer looking at the books in front of where Damian was standing. 

 “Well if you must know” he huffed,” it's called ‘Bud not Buddy’” like this kid was going to know where a book was in his family library seriously what was the kid thinking. 

 “You mean that one?,”Danny said pointing to a light tan novel on the top shelf . “I can get it”

 “I do that myself tha-'' Damian cut himself short as the kid FLOATED up to grab the book. 

 “I gots it,” the boy chirps, holding the book with a smile stretching across his face.

 Not a second later Dick comes running around the corner, “ He Dami have you seen Danny i was putting the books away and– DANNY!” 

 The boy was startled by the sudden shout and dropped the book, Damian caching it with no trouble at all, then the boy poofed from sight. 

 “Richard what is the meaning of this,” Damian stared at his brother demanding answers.

 “Umm right ok so the kids, a meta, didn't know he could float but the invisibility is not new” Dick walked closer to where Damian was standing. “ Hey Danny, sorry I yelled I thought you were falling or hurt, I didn't mean to scare you.”

 And just like that they popped back within the blink of an eye still just floating in the air. It was different then the Kryptonians, different then Jon, it was like gravity just didn't apply to him. “ So he floats great, is there anything else I should know?” Damian said arms crossed, just what he needed. 

 “ No i got him Dami thanks though,” Dick smiled at him grabbing the boy gently out of the air as if he was going to float away into space.

 “I wasn't asking if you needed help i want answe–,”

 “ Don't you gata book report? ,” Dick was deflecting, whatever, trouble his brother was getting himself into wasn't his business. Dick was right that Damian didn't have time to mess around. 

 Damian stormed off leaving the library, could this day get any weirder. 

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 Danny looked at dick with a sad expression, if the kid had been light before he weighed nothing now, his ability to float was a new development, tack it onto the power list he supposed. “ Don't worry about him Danny, he's just prickly around the edges.”

 “Like a hedgehog,” the boy said in all seriousness that made dick snort.

 “Yes exactly like a hedgehog” the kid seemed to lean his weight on dick no longer feeling like he was going to drift off into space. 

 “ So Danny, you like stars and space, but what other stuff do you like?” the boy put a thoughtful expression on his face. 

 Then he finally answered, “ I like to read”

 “ Yeah buddy I figured that,” dick giggled, “ what type of stuff do you like to read?” 

 “ Do you have stories about knights!” the boy asked excitedly, bouncing in dicks arms. 

 “Oh you bet! Come on, let's go, the round table isn't going to fill itself.” Danny giggled, his laugh soft and light like a bell.

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 When Alfred entered the library to deliver lunch, he had not expected to see Dick,Cass and Danny sitting in a blanket tent. Cass and Dick in pillow armor as they fought each other with sticks. Danny sitting in the tent reading a book out loud and laughing as Dick and Cass would act out the scene that was just read in dramatic fashion. 

 A warm smile stretched across the old man's face, “ Ahem” the Al cleared his throat causing the group to turn towards the doorway. “Sorry to interrupt your little play but it's 2:40 and you really should eat something.” 

 “Oh yea Al thanks a lot,” Dick looks at the pillow shield in his hand, “thanks for bringing it up we um …got distracted.”

 “ It's quite alright master Dick, but i must remind you to pick up after you're done,” Al gave the mess a look over, it wasn't excessive but the older ones should set a good example for the young master. 

 “You got it Al,”

 “Yes Alfred”, Cass called out walking over to pick up a sandwich.

 “Yes sir!'' Danny shot up and closed the book he was reading, gently setting it on a table. 

“Thank you, please enjoy” the butler left, stealing one last glance as he saw Danny light up at the star shaped fruit. His smile widened, he had a feeling it might stick for a bit. 

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 “And then we snuck in and got the bad guy!” her brother explained enthusiastically. The boy stared in awe at Dick and Cass. Somehow the day had evolved from reading books about knights, to acting them out, then to telling Danny child friendly versions of their escapades. 

 “They didn't even see you coming!? Did you turn invisible.” 

 “No, we're just that good,” she chimed in. 

 Cass didn't mind this, sitting in the library, telling stories to a kid who just seemed eager to be interacted with. Occasionally Danny would get a little too excited and start floating and they would have to ground him. They figured out they got the best results not actually pointing out the fact that he was floating but instead placing a hand on his shoulder or ruffling his hair. It seemed to remind the boy that gravity existed and he would slowly drift back down to earth. 

 “You should tell him about that time you and Duke busted that hostage case '' Cass prompted. That story was pretty tame and was easy enough to water down for a kid as young as Danny. 

 “Whos Duke?'' Danny asked, that's right they haven't exactly done a family role call yet for the kid.

 “Duke is our brother, and he's actually a meta like you,” Dick told the boy.

 “Like me!?”

 “Yeah but his powers are different from yours,” Danny seemed to lose a little bit of the concern on his face. That was weird, she's not sure if Dick noticed it, but the kid seemed worried about the idea of someone like him?

 “Yeah he's super cool!,” Dick went into story mode gesturing wildly with his hands, “ So me and Duke had to go this building filled with bad guys–” 

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 Duke's head pounded his trip through the subway to get home was a mistake. He had pulled something in his arm nearing the end of his day patrol while disarming a drugged up bodybuilder trying to mug a group of teens. He didn't want to have to swing home on it, hence his tortues train ride. 

 He had already changed into civis so he just took the front way in. He was greeted by a weirdly giddy Alfred, the man had a wide smile stretching across his face. “ Why good evening, Master Duke, Your patrol went well I presume?” 

“Actually All i think i pulled my shoulder, could you look at it, but can we keep the light dim I took the subway home and my head is killing me,” the warm slime on his face did not falter instead he just gestured toward the direction of the upstairs med bay. “ But of course master Duke, right this way.” 

 Alfred walked in first dimming the lights the most he could before inviting dick into the room. It was smaller than the one in the cave; it was mostly used as a first aid station for when they were in civilian situations, or couldn't get down to the cave. Duke took off his shirt and let Al examine his shoulder. He deemed it to be fine but wrapped it to help keep the pressure off. 

 “ I must warn you Master Duke but we do have a guest currently staying at the manor,” Damian probably brought Jon over again.

 “Is it jon?”

 “No, it seems that Master Dick has taken in a ward,” Al said in a cheerful tone, “ He seems to be a meta as well, but he is rather young and quite skittish it seems.”

 “ No way!” Dick of all people, no wait actually he should have seen this coming.”What type of powers does he have?”

 “So far we know he can turn invisible, seems to have slightly above average strength, and he can float. So far it seems he has little control over them and that they are tied to his emotions.” 

 Leave it to brother bird to bring home a little meta kid of his own, Bruce was either going to be pissed or extremely proud. He hoped for the latter. “ Does B know?” 

 “No, not yet,” the butler said but he didn't seem worried, “ I'm afraid he's been quite busy, but I'm sure he’ll like the boy just fine.”

 “We’ll, where's my new nephew,” Duke hopped up and he couldn't wait to meet the little guy. It would be nice to have another meta in the family and on top of that Al said he was young so maybe he could be the cool uncle who helped the kid with his powers. Meta to meta.

 “Master Dick and Master Danny are in the library, I do believe that Miss Cass is still with them as well,” hu so Cass was already in on it, “ I must warn you he's a little shy and doesn't react well to loud noises or expressions of shock.”

 “Got it Al!,” He put his shirt back on and made his way up the steps to the library, screw his headache Dick brought home his very own baby bird! 

 “Please do tell them that dinner will be ready in half an hour,” He gave Al a thumbs up and off he went. 

 Duke lightly knocked on the door, if the kid seemed sensitive to loud sounds maybe it was part of his meta ability. 

 “Who is it?” a talk-whisper came from the other side of the door.

 “It's Duke,” he answered back just loud enough to be heard. Maybe he wasn't far off, “I heard I got a new nephew?”

 He could hear Cass giggle as she opened the door, gesturing for him to come in with a finger over mouth. Dick was in the middle of deconstructing what looked to be a blanket fort. A soft blue glow emanating from a point he couldn't see behind the table. He inched closer, using his stealth training to make as little noise as possible. When he got close enough to see over the table he had to squint his eye a little.

 A small boy with raven black hair, with freckles that seemed to glow like stars, and with clothes 2 sizes too big laid asleep. His soft blue glow formed a halo around his sleeping figure. And maybe just maybe as he had only seen it for a second, a small crown floating above his head. 

 He was a lot younger than Duke had expected, Danny was sleeping soundly with a book about comets wrapped in his arms. Duke looked at his brother, who stared at the boy with the same look Bruce gave them after a day's work. Full of love, but worry all at the same time. 

 Cute isn't he? Cass signed after tapping on Duke's shoulder to get his attention.

 Yhea, where did Dick find him? A sad expression stretched across his brother's face.

 ‘In an alley: Lots of blood’ Cass looked at the boy sleeping without a care in the world, ‘left by someone he called uncle CW in desperation, doesn't look good no body but’

 “Too much blood for any one to come back from” Dick spoke breaking the silence,” Where ever he came from let's just say it wasn't good.” Dick took a shaky breath in placing the last of the tent except Danny's pillow into the basket.  “ Kids covered in scars, he's so thin you can see his ribs and the worst of it,” dick leans against the table like it was a life line, “ He's got a huge Y shaped wound down his chest, like someone tried to vivisect him. Cherry on top is we have reason to believe that it may have been the boy's own parents.”

 Duke just stood there looking at Danny then back to his brother, his expression begging Dick to tell him it wasn't true. He couldn't even bring himself to look Duke in the eye. Cass places a hand on Duke's uninjured shoulder. “ Al siad dinner will be ready in 30,” he couldn't bring himself to say much else. 

 “Ok.”

 “Ok”

Dick scooped up the boy, the child laying snugly into dicks arms, they made their way to the dining room, a painful dreadful silence followed them all the way there. Al seemed to sense it, his smile faded.

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 Dick tried to wake up Danny but it seemed once again the boy had fallen into a sleep he couldn't quite shake. “ Hey buddy, aren't you hungry? Al made dinner, can you try to eat something?”  

 “ Don’t look so worried Master Dick, I assure you a child sleeping this much in his condition is quite normal. In fact I'd say it's probably best if we let the boy rest,” if Alfred was not worried then Danny was probably fine. But it still made Dicks chest ache. It was only 5:30 and yet the kid was out cold. 

 “Ok i guess i'll just take him to my room? What if he wakes up and panics?” dick said, rubbing the sleeping boys back.

 “He can read pretty well,” Duke chimed in, “ we can leave him a note?”

 “That could work,” Dick thinks back to the letter from this CW guy and how it had been addressed to Danny, which means he must have known the kid well enough to know he could read. 

 “Yes well i'll shall await your return ,” Alfred gave dick a reassuring smile, “ and Master Dick try not to freat to much it's best to let the boy sleep and recover.”

 “ Thanks Al,” dick gives a weak smile and Cass cheerfully follows dick up the stairs and towards his room. 

 He lays the boy down on the bed, the kid sinks into the pillow, he wiggles at the loss of warmth. Cass hands him a star patterned fleece blanket, “where did you get this?”

 ‘Aunties secret’ Cass smirks, making a lockling motion over her mouth.

 Dick rolls his eyes and tucks Danny in, making sure the boy is settled before grabbing a pen and paper from his desk and writing a note.

 Hey Danny,

 If you wake up and need us we are downstairs having dinner. Just open the door and call for us. We'll come and get you. :) 

 Hope you slept well,

Dick

 Dick set the note on the bedside table and ruffled Danny's hair, Cass graped his hand and guided him out of the room knowing he would linger. He softly shut the door and made their way down stairs. Just as they made it to the bottom Bruce walked through the front door. 

 This was going to be so much fun, dick ground to himself. 

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 Bright so bright

 A lite over head so strong it made his eyes sting

 He screamed 

 He begged 

 Pleaded for them to STOP his chest stung green and red covered their sleeves.

 They didnt stop, didn't hesitate, he wasn't their son any more, everyone he had ever loved was in that room. 

 Chained…traped and all he could do was scream

 Danny shot up tears streaming down his face, the small boy pulled the blanket into his face hoping to muffle the sound. What if they heard, he couldn't let them find him.

 He transformed the shift pulling at the stitching at his chest, the cool sensation soothing the pain. He looked around the room he was in. It was large, it had a desk, a wall with things Danny couldn't quite make out pinned to a tack board. The closet sat shut on the opposite side of the room by the door, another door sat off to the side, a bathroom he presumed. 

 The tears did not stop his core morning fuzzy memories of things he didn't quite understand. His entire being screaming at him to run so he did.

 Wrapping himself in the blanket he jumped through the window, falling a few feet before he floated up and steadied. His body heaved as he sobbed into the cold night. Jazz , tucker, sam, his core weeped, at the same time a part of him hissed Betrayal, mom, dad 

 A cold storm blew across the manor courtyard, clouds covering the dark sky. Danny hid against an old oak tree weeped, his cries aggressive as tears rolled out of his glowing green eyes. His fangs catching on his lips, His body cold even wrapped in the blanket. 

 With a gentle role of thunder, Gotham touched down her expression, sad but soft, as she gazed upon the glowing child that lay before her. She picks him up, pressing the sobbing child into her embrace. The boy continues to sob his body exhausted leaning against the women who had welcomed the boy with open arms. 

 “Its ok to cry,” she rubs the child with 2 fingers, her hands, gentle. She holds Danny in her arms like a baby. Danny is so small in her arms, it calms something in his core. It still cries, it still mourns but the overwhelming feeling of safety washes over him. She wraps the small boy in his blanket protecting him from the cold evening breeze.

 With a wave of her hand the wind slowed, a low grumble of thunder spread out across the sky, She smiled at Danny, a smile so warm that he was sure he had only ever received from jazz. Then she took a little breath, and rocked the small boy in her arms, her voice soft as it stretched out towards the city's  bay.

 (Link to song)

“Wandering child of the earth” a lullaby for the child in her arms.

 “Do you know just how much you're worth? 

You have walked this path since your birth,”she gently wipes the tears off the boys star speckled checks, “You were destined for more”

 “There are those who'll tell you you're wrong

They will try to to silence your song

But right here is where you belong

So don't search anymore” She gently walked back towards the manor, swaying gently. 

 “You are the dawn of a new day that's waking

A masterpiece still in the making

The blue in an ocean of gray” She looked longing off into the distance, her eyes full of hope for a future yet to be seen. 

 “You are right where you need to be

Poised to inspire and to succeed

You'll look back and you'll realize one day” She fazed through the wall of dicks room, looking around and giving the space and approving nod.

 “In your eyes there is doubt

As you try to figure it out

But that's not what life is about

So have faith there's a way” The child in her arms had drifted off to sleep, his crown floating lightly above his head. 

 “Though the world may try to define you

It can't take the light that's inside you

So don't you dare try to hide

Let your fears fade away” she set the boy back on the bed, tucking him gently. She knelt down, rubbing the boy's hair.

 “You are the dawn of a new day that's waking

A masterpiece still in the making

The blue in an ocean of gray

You are right where you need to be

Poised to inspire and to succeed

You'll look back and you'll realize one day”  

 “You are the dawn of a new day that's waking

A masterpiece still in the making

The blue in an ocean of gray

You are right where you need to be

Poised to inspire and to succeed

Soon you'll finally find your own way” 

 “Rest now, you are wanted here, let them guide your soul oh wayward child, may your heart rest upon the stars. You have gained my blessing, may my family become your own.” Just as fast as she had come, she faded an invisible hand wiping away the last of his tears. 

 The clouds subsided, his core was calm, he was safe, he belonged. 

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 Dick coming over to the manor wasn't unusual, he would often stop by to spend time with his family. No that wasn’t unusual , what was unusual was all of his children were being deathly quiet.

 Cass and Dick giving each other worried looks, Damian seemed more aggravated than normal,Tim stared mindlessly at his plate, and Duke was fiddling with something under the table. Not even Alfred had said much, which was strange. Normally the man would be prodding the family to start a conversation to break the tension but nothing not a word.

 “So Tim, you finished that project you were working on,” Bruce attempted to break the silence.

 “No but I'm close, should be done by tonight.” Tim rested his head on his hand playing with a pea with his fork

 “Hm, and you duke? Any trouble on patrol today?”

 “Nope all good, just mugging” Duke took a hefty bite of potatoes.

“Damian and you?” 

 His son responded, never looking up from his plate, “My day was fine father, just a book report that I needed to complete. It was no problem at all.” 

 Ok now he knew for sure something was off, he scans the table once more looking over all his children, stopping at his eldest. Dick had not looked at him once since he joined the table. Something was going on and he was going- “Bruce I know that face please,” his son interrupting his train of thought. 

 “Look I'm going to just rip the bandaid off because the tension in this room is so thick baby bat can slice through it,” Cass set a hand on Dicks shoulder. Whatever was going on, she was involved or at least knew about it. Judging by everyone's behavior he knew at least everyone , including Alfred, at least had an idea about what was going on. “ I um….. have… a kid now.”

 The utter look of shock on Bruce's face was one the family had only seen a few times, and without the partial protection of his cowl it was even worse. Who? How? Okay he knew how but how had he not known dick was in a series enough relationship to warrant the creation of a child. Dick hasn't dated anyone long term sense Barbra and it definitely wasn't Barbra he had just seen her she would have said something. 

 “Who?” Bruce finally managed to blurt out, “ I didn't know you were in a serious enough relationship to get someone pregnant?” He knew his kids would move on and start families of their own one day but like this? He hadn't even met the girl.

 “NO ONE'S PREGNANT,” Dick blurted out face beet red, his sibling laughing at the accusation. 

 “O yea, kids like 6,” Duke chuckled out. This was not reassuring to bruce at all, Dick was 22 if the child was six than that ment:

 “YOU GOT SOMEONE PREGNANT AT 16!” Bruce stood up out of his chair,” Who!? When?!” his jaw locked shut staring at his son who was frantically scrambling to find words.

 “I UM… It's not like that…I didn't,” Dick continued to trip over his words, not how he pictured it would go, “ I kinda just picked him up out of an alley!”

 And at this the giggles turned into manic laughter even Alfred was laughing to himself. “ It seems that Master Dick had inherited some of your more…child cedric tendencies im afraid.” Placing a hand on Bruce's shoulder guiding him back into his seat.

 Cass and Duke made their way over to their brother who had his face buried into his hands. A grin stretched across Casses face, “ You should be proud B, he's caring on the family legacy.” 

 “Yhea the kids got blue eyes with black hair and everything” Tim had chimed in.

 “ Yes father i do have to agree that he seems to meet your adoption criteria” Damian stated arms crossed annoyed glances target at his giggling siblings. 

 “Ahem” Alfred cleared his throat from his spot behind Bruce. “Yes, well with that out of the way,” a smile caching the corners of the man's lips, “ I do believe we sound discuss the boy's condition.”

 With a nod, Dick, Cass, Duke, and Alfred filled the rest of the bats present in on danny's situation . How he was found, the note, the kids' constant state of tiredness, the kids' injuries,how Danny's own parents might be involved, how he seemed to be rather intelligent despite his age, and how he was a meta. 

 The same look from the start of dinner returned to Bruce's face, the gears in his head turning. He was going to solve this, someone in his city had been harming a child to such a degree and had slipped under his radar. He would not stand for it, but first he had to see the kid. This boy he was hearing so much about, who his son had just met but yet had a fond look on his face when explaining the boy's love of stars. His son had taken in a ward and that meant he had a grandson. O lord, he had a grandson.

 “So when am I going to get to meet him?,” and as on cue.

 “Hello? Anyone” a small voice called from upstairs, causing Dick to jump up from his seat. 

 “Sooner than I thought.”

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Chapter 5 (most likely to be titled “ A scrambled egg” ) will be Bruce and his stubborn butt not realizing rushing a traumatize child with question was not a good idea.  So stick around!

[justherforfics]

Jessie's girl (chap.2)

(A/N) hey, I just wanted to let you guys know that there will only be one more chapter of you and JJ being kids, in case you were worried about how long the childhood stuff would go on for. I was originally going to put all of what is now chapter 3 into this, but i wanted to spend more time explaining you family situation the best i could. i hope that's all okay .

Chapter 1 here

https://www.tumblr.com/justherforfics/745609500450553856/jessies-girl-hopefully-a-series?source=share

trigger warnings: mentions of parents fighting and bad writing

Chapter 2: august

Turning 10 was a big milestone, not only did you start your period but now you could officially go bra shopping. It wasn't much but it made you feel like a “lady” or whatever that meant. It was also the year you started to notice things, things like how boys were both nicer and meaner to you. Or how much cramps sucked or just how pretty JJ was. Yeah, you kinda liked JJ but it wasn't a big deal or anything at least that's what you told John B when he basically cornered you asking why you were suddenly acting weird when you guys went swimming.

“Oh..my…you like…no,NO! “ He laughed 

“Stop! Not so loud!” You whisper screamed, smacking his arms and chest repeatedly.

“Wait no this I great, because he use to-”

“What you guys talking about?” JJ interrupted with a smile holding a little surf board that he found earlier that day.

“Oh nothing just girl stuff “ JB turned to look at you again wiggling his brows.

JJ looked sceptical between the two of you, “Ok…then, well i'm gonna surf now if you guys wanna come” JJ Began walking backwards towards the shore.

“ Hey J, you don't even know how to surf” 

“Yeah and?

“That hella stupid man,” John B laughed,”You gunna die”

“Stupid stuff has good outcomes all the time” JJ ran into the water after flashing his stupid smile.

“You like that?” John B turned back to you, raising eyebrow, pointing his thumb back at the blonde boy flailing around in the water

“Yeah…I think so”, You both laughed a little before turning to join JJ in the water. John B had tried to help JJ but neither of them knew what they were doing, so it ended up with slight bickering between them. Few other kids had come over to the beach, so JJ had at some point went to talk to a few of the kids from your school. While JJ was gone, John B had swam up closer to you, till you were only about 6 inches apart,

“Sooooo, “ he started, the smile he was trying to hold back creeping up, “when are you going to tell him?”

“Tell who what?”

“JJ, …and how you like hi-”

You slapped your hand around his mouth, “John B i swear, if you utter a single word to him”

“I wouldn’t…sooo?”

You sighed looking back where JJ stood amongst a group of kids showing off the almost ‘boogie board’,

”i was kinda hoping tonight”

“WAIT..REALLY?!” John B Straightened up, eyes as wide as his grin, “are you guys like gunna get married?”

“Not now, i don't know “

“If you do can i be like the ring guy”

“Wouldn't you be the best man?”

“Oh..yeah .. forget the ring thing that's better”

After trying to help JJ not drown while attempting to surf again, and swimming about, the three of you ended up walking to your house. It wasn't far from John B's so he would just walk you home most of the time instead of bugging any of the parents. 

“Hey can I tell you guys something?” JJ started. Both you and John B turned your heads to his direction,” I asked maddie out”

Both you and John B stopped, him looking at you, and you at jj.

“Maddie as in a girl?”

“Yeah JB I'm pretty sure she's a girl”

Your eyes almost began to water, how could you have been so stupid! Of course he liked maddie, she was smart and pretty and fun. Nothing like you.

You blinked quickly before smiling, “that’s great JJ!” although it wasn't all that great for you, he was your best friend, and you had to put that friendship first.

“Yeah, ya think!” JJ smiled back nodding his head happily. Your eyes meet with John B’s nodding slightly to let him know that he should talk.

“Yeah J, that's good”

The rest of the walk was fairly silent, beside the light conversation that would occur between the boys. When they reached your driveway, you said your goodbyes. Walking to the porch yourself before John B ran up beside you just before the door.

“You okay?” he asked, concern laced in his eyes

“Yeah” you sighed

“Are you sure, cus i can beat him up for you?”

“Yeah I'm sure,” you chucked, grateful that he was willing to fight him for you, "It's not like we were together or anything” 

John B nodded before hugging you goodbye and joining JJ on the walk back. And in that moment as cringing as it may be, wanting was enough. You could live life knowing that he wouldn’t be yours. Just maybe, one day, you’ll get one of those cheesy makeovers and find out he was really in love with you too. (Even at a young age, you knew delulu was the selulu)

Once entering the house you were met with your father crying, hunched in a kitchen table chair, hands in his hair, and your mother glaring down at him with misty eyes. When the door closed behind you, your father’s head snapped to face you, eyes wide. 

“Sweetpea, what are you doing home so early” his voice raspy holding the sweetest tone he could muster

“I’m not early,” you muttered eyes wiping back in forth between your parents,”it’s 8”

“Oh look at that,” he chuckled, “my how time flies”

“Owen” your mother seethed through her teeth, “she wasn't hanging out with those boys again, was she?”

“Sweet pea, who about you head up stairs, wash off and get ready for bed” your dad continued ignoring his wife,”I'll be right up to tuck you in, okay sweetheart?”

You nodded, rushing up the stairs immediately. This quiet wouldn't last for long, so it is better to head to sleep before it gets too loud. 

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hopefully ya'll like it, i should have chapter 3 coming out soon

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[ladyelissarose]

‘A Mother’s Revenge’

Chapter 8 - ‘Betrayed’

Melione’s POV

‘Rain.. fuck. Why does it have to rain at night.. or more specifically.. when I’m feeling the most nerve-‘

“Meli are ye riding wi’ me?”

That was Soap who interrupted my thoughts, as I stood by the door watching the pouring rain, ready to head out. Soap had come to see me last night, and stayed with me until I fell asleep, so I had rested well knowing he was there. Now I turned to see him in his full gear, and his hair slicked back nicely. His blue eyes focused on me as I replied honestly,

“Of course.. you know I ride with you.”

He sent me his usual dorky smile and patted my chest, 

“A’ight. Le’s go.”

But then I saw Ghost out of the corner of my eye, walking out through the other door, and I instantly knew,

 ‘Wherever Soap is, Ghost is.’

I grasped onto the strap on Soap’s vest before he walked off as I asked,

“Does Ghost always ride with you?”

His eyes told me everything I needed to know, they sank a bit as he avoided my answer with a different choice of words,

“Listen lass, you both were messed up last night and he didn’t know-“

“It still hurt like hell Soap, and if you don’t know anything then don’t say anything-“

“Ya called him a monster, Melione. And tha’s his biggest fear... so, ya both hurt each other.”

 ‘oh God.. I called him a- shit. How could I? Why did I? Why can’t I remember saying that.. or anything for that matter..’

I let go off Soap’s vest and smooth the spot I had held onto as I said regretfully,

“Fuck.. I don’t even-“

“ALRIGHT HEAD OUT!! You’re all heading to Alejandro’s base!!”

That was Captain Price who shouted at us, giving us the cue to start leaving. I was left with no words as Soap only advised me with caring words and a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Give yerselves some space eh? Until the storm clears out. Ya both are still hurt and shite, might only cause more if ye don’t give it time to die down.”

 ‘As much as I hate to wait to talk about things.. I have too. He’s right.’

“Ok.. thanks Soap.”

He tsked with a short smile,

“I’s what friends are for mate.”

“Friends?”

Soap must of realized what he said and the depth of it as he was quick to bite back,

“Sorry, ye know what-“

Laying a hand on his shoulder I put him to a stop as I confirmed,

“I don’t mind.. I haven’t had one in a while, friend.”

And his smile came back,

‘There he is..’

“I’m Johnny.”

His outstretched hand welcomed mine, but when I took it, I freely wanted to tell him mine, to have at least someone to know me, the real me. But the remembering of my name never came.

 ‘What the hell... what’s my name? I can’t be that compromised..’

Soap’s POV

‘Does she not want to share her name? Or doesn’t remember it perhaps?’

“I don’t remember my name..”

‘Ohh shite...’

Another big fear of being in a job like ours, which comes with a lot of hiding, secrets and lies.. is to forget who ya really are, even yer name. I saw the disbelief in her face as her eyes darted back and forth with mine, fighting inside to remember. I eased her storm with words I hoped she understood.

“Hey Bonnie.. i’s ok.. I know. I trust ya.”

Her eyes locked, and her breath hitched,

“you do?”

I squeezed her hand one last time before letting it go, and softly grabbing her arm to lead her out of the building.

“yes, I do. Now come on, le’s go.”

Ghost’s POV

‘I wonder if she’s still angry?’

That’s all I could think about, as I saw her finally walk out with Soap. I stood by the Jeep Soap and I were going to settle in, hoping she’d come along. I wasn’t ready to talk yet, but having her there was enough for me for now. I wasn’t a man of words.. I was more into.. touch and silent actions, I felt like they were genuine and honest. The rain was beginning to pour harder, I could see it’s works coming into effect when Soap and Meli came closer, with their hair now more shiny and lightly sticking to their skin, their clothes now having sprinkles of rain on it. Soap winked at me as he mentioned out loud,

“Ghost head in first, Meli will fit easier in the middle.”

‘Oh ok.. she’s coming with us.’

I couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief, as I saw her eyes find mine, and the smallest smile tugged on her lips. I sent a curt nod and soon found myself situated inside. I for some stupid reason, instinctively patted on the seat next to me, ready to see her settle on it. Her eyes lit up as she made the move to jump in, but an extra hand grabbed her shoulder and held her back with a set of words,

“Melione you’re riding with me. I need to talk to you.”

Graves. What an annoying fucker. Melione frowned as she asked with no emotion in her voice,

“Is it important?”

I could see his eyes glare at her as he made it very clear,

“I have a few words from Shepherd to give you. So yes, it’s important. You’ll see them again at the base, I promise.”

Her hands slowly slipped off the handle on the side of the Jeep as she looked up at me and informed with doe eyes,,

“See you there Ghost.”

She then patted Soap’s cheek and said the same, before walking behind Graves. I watched her attentively as she turned back a few times, looking at our Jeep as she approached hers. Meli’s hands were fiddling with the strings on her vest, or messing with her hair as she tried to keep it out of her face... she was nervous. About what? Who knows.

‘Graves you better not touch her.. or do anything-‘

“I hate when Graves is around Melione.. alone.” 

I agreed with Soap as he sat next to me, closing the door shut with force that showed me he was clearly upset about it. 

“I know Johnny... I do too... but she should be alright.. is she?”

Soap knew what I was referring too, as he replied,

“Yeh.. she’s still a little hurt from yesterday.. but I think y’all are good Simon... just ye both give it a minute.”

“Will do.”

“Alright muchachos! Ready?”

Alejandro jumped into the passenger seat as Rudy got in the drivers seat, glancing at us before starting the engine. He did a double take and asked me with concern,

“Where’s Meli?”

Soap shrugged and grunted,

“Wi’ Graves.”

Rudy looked at Alejandro and gave him a knowing look, that had me asking,

“What is it?”

Alejandro moved in his seat to see me clearly as he replied with doubt in his tone,

“We have a bad feeling about this... him and her.”

Soap’s jaw dropped slightly as I questioned,

“Like?”

Rudy looked at me through the review mirror as he put forth,

“Last night they were doing a lot of chatting... more than usual. I didn’t get most of it, but all I heard was him tell her to stay by his side, and that she’d be ok.. and she agreed she would-“

Soap set his attention on me as he defended her,

“But Meli doesn’t remember anything that happened last night, she only remembers what was told to her... I asked and she genuinely doesn’t know Simon... fuck she doesn’t even remember her name.”

‘What? That’s... that’s terrible..’

“I don’t know muchachos.. we’ll see what happens once we arrive at my base. Just stay alert and prepared.”

We all then got comfortable in our seats as I replied.

“Affirmative Colonel.”

I looked out the window as watched the crying heavens, my mind wanted to drift off like it did... but I wasn’t able to as I felt doubtful about Melione.

‘if she doesn’t remember anything... how is whatever Graves has planned supposed to work? Does she remember and will try to pretend she doesn’t? What game is she playing?’

Melione’s POV

“So about Shepherd.. what did he want me to know?”

I sat in between a couple of Shadows as Graves sat upfront, replying to me,

“He wants you too know that you’ve done a great job overall... and wants to know if you’re willing to cooperate with us.. the Shadows.”

‘Work with the Shadows? But I’m with the 141?’

I crossed my arms and sighed,

“I’m with The 141 Graves.. Price has given me a place there. So has their team-“

Graves scoffed and shook his head,

“You think you’ll last there? Come on Melione.. do you know how many men have lost their lives while working for them? How many orders they have defied to get what they want? They’re not as holy and great as you think they are.”

‘Ok but you work with them? Why are you bad-mouthing these guys now?’

I felt uncomfortable with Graves trash talking about the 141, God only knew how much I appreciated those guys, even Ghost. I took my knife from my pocket that was actually Soap’s, (he let me have it when he saw me eyeballing it one day) and twiddled it in my hands while looking up ahead. I dared to make a comment about him as I put forth with some sass,

“Like your holy huh? I’m sure you guys have had your slip-ups... maybe it’s not accounted for like theirs is.. but it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen, Philip.”

I let the ‘p’ pop a bit, to insinuate the words I was saying, coming face to face with him without ranks and shit. Though Graves only shook it off as he huffed with pride in his tone,

“Ohhh Melione... you’re about to learn who’s really in control sweetheart. Not everything is as it seems, trust me.”

‘Avoiding what I said... but I’ll trust you.. as long as the 141 does.’

I sat back and played with the knife as I mumbled,

“We’ll see...”

Graves’s POV

‘Why does it sound like she knows what happened with the missiles and the Shadows??... it better be that stupid drug still talking- but she should’ve slept it off by now.. fuck! You better stick by my side Melione... need someone like you that can get us through...’

It took about 30 minutes to arrive at what was once Alejandro’s base, according to Shepherd’s orders. The rain was now annoyingly so pouring harder, making everything around me much more fucking tense. As we parked I was quick to quip our as I saw Melione trying to climb over the Shadow to get out first,

“Melione stick by my side.”

She stopped mid way on top of the Shadow as she frowned,

“Why?”

“Because I god damn said so. I’m serious.”

I heard her mumble something under her breath as she now waited to get off and be on my side. We already had Shadows standing on the outside of the base, taking over what Alejandro’s men were doing. I hoped deep down that this wouldn’t go off bad, but Shepherd gave me a heads up and said it probably would.   Alejandro was already coming up to me with a glare in his eyes, 

‘Yup.. he’s not happy.’

He took a stop and looked around me as he began with an irritated demeanor,

“What’s this?”

‘Alight... lets do this..’

“This is the immediate future, step away from the gate.”

Soap had already gotten off the Jeep with his giant of a partner Ghost, and his voice came out in between our conversation,

“What?”

I pointed at him and confirmed,

“You heard me.”

Alejandro’s POV

‘Puta cabron... I knew it!!!’

I didn’t move a bit as I went on,

“You’re crazy, this is my base.”

Graves tried to sound nonchalant and it bothered me,

“It’s not a base, this is a sizable covert facility and I admire it... So I’m taking it... You boys have been relieved, thank you for your service.. Melione you stay with me-“

Melione came out from behind Graves and pulled him back by the shoulder and seethed,

“Graves-“

He shoved her back which bothered me as I recalled,

“No no no.. I don’t take orders from you.”

He scoffed and eyed me with an accusing finger,

“Didn’t Valeria say that?”

‘Ughh... I’m really hating this.. and him.’

Ghost’s POV

‘What the hell is going on... Meli?’

My attention went to Melione as I caught sight of her, and watched her while she kept her eagle eye on Graves, and slowly- like madly slowly she began to pull her gun, out of her back pocket, carefully and subtly bringing it to her side and carefully stuffing it in her pocket, but still keeping it in hand. 

‘What is up with this one eh?’

It raised my curiosity as the little banter between Graves and Alejandro went on and escalated, even Soap turned to look at me, as if to check in with me about this. I could only send him ‘the look’ before returning my eyes to the seen before me, as they went on. 

“Are you threatening us?”

“I don’t make threats, I make guarantees. So let’s not do this.”

Soap turned away and grunted,

“Im calling Shepherd-“

“General Shepherd sends his regards, told me y’all wouldn’t take this well.”

‘Wait a fuckin’ minute- Shepherd knows??’

I voiced my thoughts at Grave’s words while feeling more and more defensive,

“He knows about this?”

Graves looked at me from where he stood as he raised his voice and went on to saying nonsense of course. Melione didn’t look at all pleased but she also appeared very confused, nonetheless she never moved from her spot, its like she froze. My attention went back to Graves as he lastly shouted,

“-Why the hell are we talking about this like it’s some kind of negotiation. It’s not! I’ve got my orders, and now you have yours.”

 I could feel Soap’s eyes bore into me as he always looked for my approval on certain situations, hence like this one, especially sense it was escalating quickly and badly. Alejandro’s body language told me he was beyond pissed, as he yelled,

 “And who the fuck do you think you are cabron- my men are inside!!!”

Graves fucking smoldered and replied coldly, and emotionless,

“I’m afraid not... your men have been... detained.”

Alejandro said one more word and that’s when all hell broke loose. Gun shots and shouting began to fall into all our ears now, no longer the harmony amongst us existed.

Melione’s POV

“ALEJANDRO!! Graves- NO!”

‘WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK!!’

I had no idea what had just exploded when I saw men yelling and running everywhere. I took out my gun and tried my best to get Graves off of Alejandro but then I felt a sharp pain hit my upper arm, making me yelp as I dropped my gun. It clattered to the floor out of sight and mind when red started to gush through my sleeve and seeping around the bright, large blade sticking out of me. My eyes went wide at the sight of it,

 ‘Shit- who just stabbed me-‘

“MELIONE! GET IN THE TRUCK!!”

Graves screamed at me as he shot at who knows who as I saw Shadows and The 141 here and there. But my focus went on him as I did catch how his eye was now on Soap who was shielding himself with a Shadow. I didn’t know who Graves was trying to shoot, until it was too late.

“JOHNNY!!!”

I was ready to dart my way towards him, as Soap fell to the ground with a loud, pained shout. But Graves got a hold of my hair at the roots and pulled me back as he growled,

“What the hell do you think-“

My hands flew up to his, trying to get him off as I screamed,

“YOU SHOT JOHHNY!!-“

He yanked me back to have my face in his as he emphasized,

“I just saved your life! He stabbed you Melione!! GO!”

He shoved me away from him and I winced from what was his harsh grip, and at my stabbed arm hitting against the Jeep he pushed me into. I yanked the knife out of my arm and stashed it in my pocket as in the distance I could hear Ghost’s voice and Soap’s too. I wish I knew what they were saying, I was ready to go for them again, but I chose to get in the Jeep as my eyes fell upon Alejandro who was in it, unconscious. ‘I need to protect Ale, be safe boys.’ The biggest ache I felt was on the inside, over powering what I felt on the inside. I had heard Ghost cry out to Johnny, I don’t even know if he made it out, or if Ghost did as well. I couldn’t help but worry for them, why had this all gone wrong? 

 ‘Why did they go against each other if it was Shepherd’s orders for Graves to- ohhh wait. No...’

My heart dropped as the realization hit me.

 ‘I was fucking played into Graves’ mess.’

Soap’s POV

‘This can’t be happening... fuck at least I ran out... poor mate got stabbed by Ghost, but I know he was just trying to protect me, thinking she was trying to hurt me as well. But did Meli trick us? Lie to us? Play us all along just to betray us??’

Running off into the dark I was still able to see Melione get on the truck with Graves. That made me furious. After all this time, all that we’ve done, how could she pull this? I knew now that Ghost as well, was going to be just as pissed, and feeling confused about her too... But most of all, we feel betrayed.

[avalil18]

Party Animal

Summary: you and Joe meet at a party!

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Y/ns POV

I was getting ready in my bathroom when my friend Ruby walked in. She was wearing a ruby red mini dress with boots and her ginger hair was straightened. Straightening your hair is a big thing these days in 2017. I think she straightens it like every day but it’s ok. I on the other hand am wearing a black mini dress that was short sleeve and a jean jacket with my white converse. My hair was also straightened but I put my front two pieces up and into little clips. I was just putting on some last minute touches to my makeup.

“Hey! Who’s ready to party!”-Ruby

I looked at her through the mirror

“Well I know you are!”-you

“Oh come on y/n it’s going to be so much fun! And there will be so many hot boys! I’m definitely getting laid tonight!”-Ruby

I turned around and chuckled

“Ruby I thought you had a thing going on with Nick?”-you

“Well yeah I was, but him and his friends are apart of our friend group and that will make it weird between us. Also I can find someone way cuter than Nick.”-Ruby

“If you say so!”-you

I turned back around to finish my makeup

“So, I know you have a thing for Joe, so maybe try to make a move tonight!”-Ruby

“Are you kidding? No way, I’m not doing that!”-you

“Oh come on y/n, you’ve had a crush on him ever since we all met last year. It’s the start of the new school year so that means you should start somewhere with someone! Start a new chapter in your boring life!”-Ruby

I put my blush down and faced Ruby

“I know, I know, but he probably doesn’t have feelings for me and I don’t have a boring life Btw.”-You

“Y/n are you kidding? Have you seen the way he looks at you? He likes you y/n!”-Ruby

“Ruby, you can’t tell if someone likes you just because of the way they look at you.”-you

“Yes you can! But whatever, just try to have fun tonight!”-Ruby

“I will, I promise!”-you

“Good! Now let’s party!”-Ruby

She took my hand and led me out of my room and to the front door. We are going to Nick and Joes house which they share with a few other guys and they are the ones hosting the party. The drive wasn’t too bad, only 10 minutes. There house is where all the parties are and all group hangouts. I honestly wasn’t really in the mood to party. I just took a really big Writing test and not in the mood to party it all out. I just wanted to sit on the couch eating ice cream and watching The Bachelor.

After the ten minute car ride we hopped out of the car and into the boys house. Once we walked in it was filled with students. Most of them were in the backyard and some inside.

“Hey guys!”-Sam

“Hi Sam!”- you and Ruby

“Come on in! Let me get you guys a drink.”- Sam

We headed over to there kitchen were there was an arrangement of alcohol.

“Here ya go!”-Sam

“Thanks.”-you

He handed me a beer which I wasn’t a big fan of but I will drink it. More of a wine or spicy margarita person. Ruby went her own way so I was left alone. I made some small talk with people on my classes but they went there separate ways after a while so it was just me.

“Hey y/n!”-Nick

“Oh, hi Nick!”-you

He came in to hug me

“Hey, do you mind going into joes room and getting some extra cups? That’s where we put them.”-Nick

“Oh, sure!”-you

“Thanks y/n! Just put it in them kitchen.”-Nick

“Ok!”-you

I started walking into the hallway and to Joes room. I knocked on the hard wood door and opened it. I don’t see Joe was on his bed playing with a Football.

“Oh jeez, you scared me!”- you

“Haha, sorry y/n.”-joe

“It’s ok!”-you

I stood there for a second fidgeting with my cup of beer in my hand.

“What are you doing in your room when there’s a party going on?”-you chuckled

“Not a big party person.”-joe

“Understandable.”-you

“I just came to get the cups and I will be out of your way.”-you

I reached down to get the big package of red solo cups.

“It’s ok! Dont worry.”-joe

We smiled at each other but then all of a sudden the door opened.

“Hey sorry, but I can take those of you want!”- Justin

“Oh uh, yeah thanks!”-you

“You’re welcome!”- Justin

I handed him the bag

“Bye guys”- Justin

“Bye!”-you and Joe

He closed the door

“Well I guess my job is done!”-you

“I guess so!”-joe chuckled

“So uh, are you just going to be in your room the whole time joe?”-you

“Yeah, I don’t really feel like going out there right now.”-joe

I nodded

“I honestly didn’t really want to come. I just wanted to stay on my couch eating ice cream and watching the Bachelor.”-you laughed

Joe laughed

“Not a party person either?”-joe

I shook my head

“I feel ya!”-joe

We both laughed

“I’ve never been in your room before!”-you

“Really? You come over all the time!”-joe

“Haha yeah.”-you

I walked over to his desk and saw that he got a bad grade on his writing exam.

“Joe! Why did you get such a bad grade? Seriously a D?”-you

“I know, I know, but I couldn’t study because I was having football practice really late and I was at an away game so I never got time to study.”-joe

“Well how about I help you!”-you

“Really? You want to tutor me?”-joe

“Only if you want me to, and if your grade keeps lowering you will get cut from the football team and i know you don’t want that.”-you

“Yeah I really don’t. But I think I will take you up on that offer!”-joe

“Great! You can text me when you are free and we can meet up sometime next week!”-you

“Sounds great! Thanks y/n, truly.”-joe

“Of course!”-you

I just stood there staring into joes eyes

“Um, well I’m going to head back out there.”-you

“Yeah, uh you know what I will go to!”-joe

“Really! I thought you weren’t a party kinda guy!”-you

“Well things change y/n!”-joe

“Well then let’s go party boy!”-you

I opened the door and Joe followed me out

“Let’s get you a drink! Not to much I promise!”-you

“Ok!”-joe

You get him a beer and hand it to him

“Here ya go!”-you

“Thanks”-joe

He pops the bottle open and he looks so hot

“So, uh how’s football going?”-you

He looks at me with a small smile

“It’s going good! I just wish I got more play time.”-joe

“I’ve seen you play Joe and you honestly deserve to be QB1.”-you

He gives me a smirk

“Seriously Joe! You are an amazing QB and deserve to be on a team were you can show people what you got.”-you

“Thanks y/n, that means a lot to me.”-joe

“Of course! Because it’s true.”-you

After a few moments of silence and joe and I just standing there watching the party happen our friends came over.

“Hey guys!”- Nick, Sam, Justin, and Ruby

“Hi!”-joe and you

“So any hooks ups?”-ruby

“No..”-you

“Ugh, what about you Joe? Anyone you think is hot?”-ruby

“Um..yeah but I don’t want to make a move just yet.”-joe

Joe likes someone? Who? I’ve never really seen him talk to a lot of girls.

“Why don’t you make a move? Perfect place to do so!”-ruby

“Well, I don’t think she likes me back and I want to take things slow. Get to know when better.”-joe

“Aww that’s so sweet but I would make a move if I were you, but your choice!”-Ruby

“Yo, why haven’t we heard about this girl?”-nick

“Um.. I don’t know.”-joe

“Well is she hot?”-justin

“Yeah I think she’s pretty gorgeous.”-joe

He then looked down at me. Why did he look down at me? But I gave him a small smile trying to hide my jealousy. I don’t want to be that person but I like Joe and it’s hard to see your crush like someone else.

“Damm man, good for you!”- Nick

“Thanks.”-joe chuckled

——————

It was around midnight when the party ended and Ruby and I decided to help clean up. Well I cleaned up. Ruby was passed out on the couch on nicks shoulder.

I was picking up the cups in the kitchen and putting it in a garbage bag when Joe came up behind me.

“Hey.”-joe

I turned around

“Hi!”-you

“I just want to say thanks for helping us clean up and for getting me out of my room. It was a fun night so thanks.”-Joe

“Of course! And you needed to get out of that room. You know have some fun for a minute, and I know you aren’t a big party animal or love to be social so it was nice you came out of your shell QB.”-you

I smiled at him and he gave an even bigger smile back.

“Haha yeah.”-joe

I turned around to pick up some more cups. The counter was a little wet from spilled drinks and liquor was everywhere.

“What to come take out the trash with me?”-joe

“I would be delighted.”-you laughed

We walked out and into the front yard to the garage cans.

“Here I got it!”-joe

He grabbed the garbage out of my hands and into the garbage can.

“Thanks.”-you

“Yep!”-joe

We stared walking back into the house

“So uh, tell me about this girl you like.”-you

“Well, she is really smart, kind, funny, and really pretty. She makes me feel comfortable and happy whenever I see her. I feel like she just has to be mine.”-joe

“Aww that’s so sweet! You should make a move on her Joe!”-you

“Really?”-joe

“Yeah! I’m sure it will make her really happy knowing our very own QB is making a move.”-you

“Yeah, I guess you are right.”-Joe

Next thing I know Joe has my face cupped in his hands and he is kissing me. I couldn’t believe it. I thought he liked someone else.

“You said to make a move party girl, so I did.”-joe

“I can see that!”-you

We laughed

“I like you too Joey.”-you

—————

The end

I honestly didn’t really feel like writing more so here ya go!🩷

[jaybird-fanfics]

Villain Roommate |Chapter Twenty Five|

Dabi lowly opened his eyes, groaning as he sat up in the now empty bed. He began to question where you were, until he smelled the scent of cooked food coming from the kitchen. His mind raced with thoughts of last night. He confessed to you, and you gently let him down. He expected it, so it's not like he was hurt at all by it. But, then he thought about how vulnerable he was in that moment after hearing your kind words. 

'No one is born into this world to be alone. Not even you Dabi.'

In a way, she was right. He was alone for a long time, and then he came across the league. The league wasn't his friends, he tolerated most of them. And if needed, he'd defend them too. It's what he signed up for after all. He didn't really have a choice. 

Then he found you. He made the choice to stay with you, to protect you, to actually care about you. At first, you were just someone to use for his own gain. You healed and housed him for no pay or any kind of favors in return. And all he had to do was keep you in line with a few threats now and then. But soon, the threats would stop. Some trust was formed. And then, the urge to keep you safe and to himself grew stronger with every day. 

And it scared him. What was he suppose to do with these urges, these feelings? If he had continued to keep them to himself, he'd explode or just end up ditching you altogether. But now that you were involved with the league, ditching you wasn't an option anymore.

 An deep exhale left him as he got out of the bed, and walked out of the room. 

Maybe it was inevitable, you finding out. He wasn't good at emotions, whether it was from other people or from himself. He doesn't know how to read people, not like he wanted to. People were confusing, he didn't need that in his life. But when it came to you, it was like his perception changed. He wanted to know how you were feeling, if you were ok or not. It was easy, thankfully. You didn't hide your feelings very well. If you were mad at him, you'd let him know. 

Dabi chuckled, yeah, you'd let him know alright. He would never hear the end of it from you. 

He walked into the kitchen, you had your back to him as you cooked. It smelled delightful. Dabi's stomach growled. When was the last time he ate again? The noise alerted you, turning around to face him. "Morning." You greeted him. Man, he could really get use to this. Waking up to you every morning. Then he remembered, he couldn't let that happen. He couldn't let his feelings get in the way anymore. You didn't like him, he was at peace with that. He needed to be. 

"Morning." Dabi yawned. "You could have slept in a little longer." You say as you begin to plate the food. "I would have saved you a plate." Dabi hummed in response before sitting down at the table. He rested his head on his hand, eyes wondering, staring off into nothing. You bring the food over and sat a plate in front of him. "Hey, we're good right?" 

Dabi looked up at you with a confuse stare. "What?" You set down across from him. "I mean, last night. I didn't exactly return the feeling, I just want to make sure we're all good. Like, things won't be awkward now will they?" 

Dabi grinned. "I knew you didn't feel the same way. Trust me, I'm fine with it." You take a sigh of a relief. "Well that's good. I mean, this has happened to me before back in high school and it totally ruined a friendship of mine." You laugh weakly. 

"Oh yeah? Did they make a big deal out of you rejecting them or something?" Dabi asked. You rub the back of your neck awkwardly. "Um...I was the one who got rejected." You tell him. "Oh. Sorry." 

"Eh, it's fine. Now that I think back, they weren't all that great. I was just blinded by a dumb crush." You wave it off as if it were nothing. But back then, you were heartbroken. "Well, they would have lucked out in my opinion."

You laugh. "How so?" Dabi gave you a look. "You kidding? You're hot. Were they blind?" Your face turned red at his words. "Oh um, thanks..." You took a bite of your food. "And you're just pleasant to be around. So...yeah, their loss." A small smile found it's way onto your face. Dabi really could be genuinely nice when he wanted to be.

The two of you then enjoyed the breakfast you made before it was time for you to head to work. 

Later that day, a meeting would be held with the league. Dabi barely listened to what Shigaraki was going on about, his mind was on other things. Mostly on you, as much as he hated it. He was eventually snapped out of his thoughts by Shigaraki calling his name. 

"Are you listening at all? This is pretty fucking important." Dabi looked at him then shrugged. "Something about a rival villain gang and taking them down and what not. Yeah I was listening."

"Oh yeah? Then I guess you're fine with your bitch coming along." 

"Excuse me?" Dabi said lowly. "You can fucking forget it." 

"I don't think you understand. This rival gang is one of the largest drug rings in my turf." He starts. "Their leader is getting a little too cocky. Rumor has it he's wanting to become the 'new league of villains'. They've gone too far. I want them eradicated, wiped out entirely. And I need someone to infiltrate. A face they wouldn't recognize, a young, pretty face." 

"I said forget it." Dabi tells him. 

"I think you forgot how things work. I am your leader, you do what I say. And if you don't, there will be serious consequences." Dabi didn't falter at the threat. "Is that suppose to scare me?" Shigaraki smirked. "You know..." He removed the hand on his face and looked at it. "I was thinking, I could use a new hand for my collection. Though, her hand would look so out of place. Her's is so soft, fragile...Wouldn't you agree?" 

Dabi still didn't back down. "The answer is no." 

Shigaraki's grin fell. "Oh Dabi, who said you ever had a choice? You're going to bring her here, or I'll take matters into my own hands." 

Dabi said nothing. He turned and made for the exit, as he walked he heard Shigaraki yell after him. "I expect her back here tomorrow night!" Dabi slammed the door behind him. He knew this was a dangerous gamble. Shigaraki never bluffed when it came to his threats. But Dabi would make sure none of them came to light. 

He'll keep you safe, or he'll die trying.

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[maybeoneday2121]

Eli (hawk) Moskowitz x Reader

Ok, so I had been avoiding watching cobra Kai for the longest time and boi do I regret anyway I started it and it is super good so what do you think happens I write. Yes, in the moodboard he has his hair down it just looks so good to me. Anywayyyy this is basically the longest lunch break I have ever written. Enjoyy

Chapter 1

You and Eli had been best friends since elementary school. It had always been You, Eli and Demetri.

While you guys grew up you always supported Eli and Demetri with whatever they were into but you could never get into all the “nerdy” things they were into. You really didn’t think it was nerdy even though everyone else thought it was. To you it was just something that made Eli light up with passion and happiness.

You thought it was cute how he would start going on and on about how their was a new model for something, or a new character had been added to his favourite video game. Yes along the way of being best friends with Eli you had slowly started to fall for the shy boy.

You never had the actually guts to say something to him because you didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had with him. It would mess everything up so you remained quiet about it hoping that it would eventually pass.

Soon school was back in session and Demetria’s and Eli’s luck with bullies hadn’t changed one bit. Something that confused you, you had never been on the receiving end of bullying even though you hung out with Demetri and Eli all the time.

One thing that you wished you had was the confidence to say something to the people that had constantly torn your best-friend’s confidence.

In a way you were almost just invisible, always just there never in the action of the main part of things. You used to think that your friends would remain victims of the popular kids torment but all the changed when Miguel Diaz showed up at your lunch table one day.

“Is anyone sitting here,”

“Sorry, tables really blowing up rightt now.

Demetri looks up from his food, responding to the boy who’s calmly approached your table.

I can put you on the wait list, but it’s probably next semester the earliest.”

The boy looks a little crestfallen as he mumbles a okay.

“Hey, he’s kidding.”

You quickly blurted it out before he went to a new table.

“Warning, demetri speaks fluent sarcasm so if you can’t handle that you won’t be able to last a day around this kid.”

Miguel softly smiled as he sets his food down the table.

“I am Miguel.”

“Well you heard my name from this one over here. Demetri gestured with head towards you, not introducing you because of what you said to Miguel five seconds earlier.

“and this is Eli, he’s a man of few words.”

Eli looks at Miguel and nods. You notice Eli looks down and starts poking at his food not really diving in. To afraid to eat, you know in his mind he’s trying to avoid another thing that they can make fun of him for.

“Hey Eli, you softly say his name only gaining his attention.

“You want to walk around with me for a little bit?”

“Sure.”

You and Eli slip away from the busy and noisy cafeteria, unnoticed by Miguel and Demetri who looked deep in conversation about something you didn’t care about at this moment.

You also make sure to grab something from your tray.

The two of you wondered for a little bit, your main goal was to make sure Eli actually ended up eating.

“Did you need some notes from the classes that you missed yesterday?”

Eli asked out of the blue.

“Actually I do, could You send me them when you get a spare chance?”

You ask with a smile.

“Of course.”

Suddenly you hear Eli’s stomach growl. You turn your head to quickly look at him and he turns completely red and starts muttering apology after apology.

You simply smile at his nervousness but not in a bad way.

“Here”

You pass him a sandwich you grabbed.

“Isn’t this your food, (y/n)?”

“Yeah but I already had my full, I noticed that you didn’t touch your food at all today and I wanted to make sure you ate something.”

“(Y/n), you didn’t have to do that, it’s my fault that I can’t eat in-front of many people.”

You furrowed your brows together.

“Eli, look at me.”

You two are facing each other now, not just side by side. Making sure to have his full attention.

“That isn’t your fault at all, you’ve have been treated like an outcast since you were young, and all those jerks always find something to terrorize you for, it’s normal for you to have those worries but I don’t ever want to see you jeopardizing your health because of it.

You start to see a few tears fall from your best friend.

“(Y/N), t-t-thank you.”

He awkwardly plays with the end if his hoodie sleeve.

“Your my best friend, I’ll always care about you, please remember that.”

You pull out your pinkie.

Eli knew how much pinkie promises meant to you so he wasn’t going to let you down.

“You’re also one of my best friends,(y/n),promise not to forget that?”

Now he’s the one taking out his pinkie, you quickly take it and seal the promises.

Eli quickly finished eating and you both begin your way to the cafeteria.

When you get back Miguel and Demetri are still in a deep conversation.

“Ahhhh, the the love birds are back.”

Demetri quickly comments while you and Eli both did your seats.

“Can it, toothpick boy.”

Miguel and Eli chucked at your little banter with the dark haired boy.

The cafeteria goes a little quieter, you immediately know why.

Yasmine and her little crew are here, you heavily disliked them.

Miguel was starring at Sam, with hearts beginning to show in his eyes.

“Uh oh”

Mumbling to yourself

“What are you doing?”

Demetri asks as Miguel stands up from the table.

“Striking first.”

The three of you all watch Miguel as he starts walking towards them but he sadly gets beaten out by kyler.

You shake your head as he comes back to the table.

“Now that’s just embarrassing, man.”

“Demetri, be nice.”

“Well I am not wrong.”

“Still don’t be rude all the time.”

“Ok,fine.”

He crosses his arms clearly annoyed by you.

“It’s fine (y/n), I’ll get another chance, I am sure of it.”

You smiled at the optimistic boy. You were definitely going to like him.”

[claire-starsword]

The Guardiana Magic School Run -Part 18

Certainly it must be obnoxious that I keep bringing up the novel wherever I go, but consider: 1) i waited years to read that thing so i don't care; 2) translating 300+ pages for free is hella work so i get to brag; and 3) we are literally on Rudo lol i can't stop looking at everything differently now. I know this dog now. I love this dog. She's my friend.

Back to the run, we're still on the spirit of treasure hunts!

After a very fun and not at all garbage puzzle involving unclear map boundaries, we get Musashi, who is not valid for this magic user run. Yes, the guy is invisible and making words pop out of thin air, but he's NOT magical. He's just built different. You would understand if you had studied the blade like him.

We then get Lyle, who is also not for this run. Very sad. But at least they'll kindly donate their weapons to support our magic school. It's not much, but it's the thought tha-

MUSASHI WHAT THE HELL

ARE YOU MADE OF MONEY MAN

so uh, wow! that's something i'd never learn in a regular playthrough. Since it's a unique weapon it goes to the deals section for double the price. The deals section is very clogged right now so I guess we'll soon learn if new deals still pop up or if we're done with it. Not like the useless swords there were helping anyway.

On the topic of weapons, we also get a Holy Staff like I promised last time. I could promote Khris right now, giving up on an early Aura, to use this. Her attack is currently pretty ok (28), so a boost would likely put her in the 30+ with attackers like Max and Arthur. That's wild to think about. But am I going to use her like this with her squishy defense? In the chapter where Golems and Dullahans start to appear? I'm not sure. The next battle is also forest and she doesn't have great movement in that. But we'll be surrounded by spawns, so she might make a difference in wiping out some enemy in that chaos.

I'm pretty afraid of the next battle, so that's what I'm going for. At the end of the day she has four levels to go until Aura and I hate this kind of grinding very much lol

Say hello to Vicar Khris! Boy I hate the stat loss so much. And yet, upon equipping the Holy Staff, she now has the greatest attack in the party. Dog that mauls you for your sins. I'm losing it.

And we're not done with upgrades! First of all I forgot to equip the Soulbuster on Max, but don't worry, it still doesn't make him stronger than Khris.

Arthur on the other hand jumps above the Khris bar thanks to the Chrome Lance. The unpromoted Lowe and mages cannot use the Guard Staff for now, which is a bit of a loss for Lowe, but the girls on the other hand should just be blasting things with magic anyway. Tao might be our greatest weapon against the Golems.

Narsha meanwhile gets the Holy Mace, which is not only more powerful but also capable of Heal 3. Unfortunately I did forbid using weapon effects on my rules, didn't I? Uh oh. Still a nice upgrade, and I didn't have any idea on when to promote Narsha, so let's do it.

Establishing herself once more as the deuteragonist of this thing, Saint Narsha is now as strong as Max, but with a few more points in defense, which is great.

I am still afraid however, so I don't think the upgrades will end here.

I do sit atop a sizable collection of stat boosting items. That I always forget to use in casual play. I would like to not mess my challenge run doing that. The only characters were missing by now are Alef and Torasu, neither of which will need Power Wine, for example. I would also hope they won't need five whole defense potion.

But do I know how to distribute this in an smart and efficient way? Hell no. I do hate seeing Max without defense though, so one potion goes for him, taking him over 20. I do chicken out on using the rest of them though, because I don't think they'll make enough of an impact on characters that are still on the 14-17 range, especially when they don't have enough HP to survive two hits even if their defense was raised.

What I do end up with is using a couple Life Loaves on Narsha. Her defense is now on par with Max yet she has way less HP, so I'm hoping the +3 here helps.

I also end up facing this bizarreness here where the game does not update her current HP? Hoping she doesn't enter battle like this. I can't even use Medical Herbs outside of battle to fix it now.

I also decide to use the Power Wines on Max and Narsha, I'm really betting on them as the frontlines here. So congrats Max, now you're on par with dog girl. Only took a lot of effort.

I also give Anri a Quick Chicken in hopes she'll get more chance to hit the enemies before they hit her.

After all these very insecure decisions, I'm now turning my game off and on again because the Narsha thing bothers me.

:/ it does not fix it

Had to enter this screen and retreat, this is honestly some garbage code.

Anyway, let's finally get to the battle. The clear bonus is just money. Thanks to Musashi's patronage I'm not worried about that. Also no way in hell I'm rushing this battle.

I don't know why I haven't mentioned yet, but Domingo should be the star of this battle. The game even knows it, giving him some extra dialogue here. He has the best defense in the team, floating movement to ignore the forests and mountains, and magic damage against the enemies with high defense.

Arthur is currently the other tank of the team, but being a centaur he won't be moving well in this terrain.

He's at least enthusiastic enough to be the first one to move, but not like there's many threats in this start.

Also I'm just learning that Attack 3 uses 40 MP so, uh. Don't expect to ever see this thing used lol

Very unsure of what to do with Narsha as usual. I might try setting positions to catch Max, Arthur, Hanzou and herself in an Attack 2. I could boost the mages' damage instead but I'm unsure if that will be impactful enough on level 2 spells, and Tao's Blaze 2 is not in a deep need of help. Besides, MP eventually ends, while attack boosts are forever.

After a boring turn 2 we are finally ready to beat these things up. They're doing nothing to Arthur.

No point in wasting Domingo's MP with these weak enemies though. Arthur, Max and Hanzou wipe them out in a single hit each.

It takes me several turns because Khris is slow and has little movement, but I include her in the Attack plan.

In the next turn, I could use a Boost 1 on someone to finish Narsha's MP, but I feel like saving it for Aura in case I need healing.

I seem to have attracted the Artilleries' attention, but not triggered the spawns yet, which annoys me. I don't want those things to catch me off guard.

LIKE THIS YOU KNOW

EXACTLY LIKE THIS

Welcome to hell! The Master Mages have Freeze 2, which is pretty dicey to take on when there's many of them and we're gathered like this. The golems and worms should have a lot of attack, and Domingo and Arthur are my only tanks, so I can't exactly surround everyone else. At least I think the golems can't reach anyone yet since I tried to stay on the bottom, and their movement is not great. The worms should have less defense than the golems. Maybe we can defeat them before the golems arrive! Optimism!

You can already feel the centaur pain with Arthur not even being able to cover Tao here.

But he can one hit a guy in forest land effect.

Also, look! He finally fits this playthrough! Baby's first spell! Will we be using it instead of 20+ chrome lance damage? I don't think so.

Domingo also can't cover Tao, so clearly I screwed up bad. Maybe he'll distract the other worms though.

Max one hit kills a worm, but Hanzou fails tragically at this mage. He gets a level up with +4 attack to ensure it won't happen again.

I hit image limit as expected so, to be continued in a reblog, see i told you this one was more exciting than the last

[icanbeyourjedi-writes]

Dear Frankie Chapter Ten

Summary: When the two of you share a moment in his truck upon his return, Frankie asks you a life changing question. In that moment your life changes in more ways then one Words:  5,397 Rating: 18+ SMUT please don’t read if you are under 18 Warnings/Triggers for series: Frankie is active duty military, deployment, death, Adult language, themes, and SMUT A/N: So I don’t really know anything…ok I know nothing about Fayetteville, North Carolina.  I am taking my own liberties on what it’s like there.  Names of places may exist, but I have no idea if they are real or not as well as some of the events I have.  But it's fan fiction and there are no rules.  While the reader may have some descriptions, I am doing my best to leave out physical characteristics. Just try to have a little imagination while you're reading this. 

**Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story. **

The windows covered in fog, your hands trying to find something, anything to hold on to while Frankie continues to thrust up into you. Hitting you in the perfect spot every time. His hands hold onto your waist, bringing your body down as he thrusts up in perfect timing. 

You arch your back, head falling backwards moaning his name. His lips finding any bare skin in his reach, hot breath over your damp sweaty skin. You grip the headrest so hard you think you might break it. 

“Oh my god, yes…yes” you moan. You feel yourself getting close, you don’t want to let go just yet, you need more, you want this to last forever. “Shit, I’m I’m” you can barely get the words out as you grip him tightly, your eyes close, head falling forward. Lips searching for his, the feeling of him making you cum after so long was too much and your body shakes and he continues to chase his own. 

He is relentless in finding his own release. Gripping you tighter, his breathing picking up. You feel every ridge, every vein. Your teeth tug on his earlobe. Fingers threading through his hair, his hat somewhere in the truck. He reaches his peak, ropes of his seed filling as your second orgasm quickly followed. Resting your forehead against him, both of you panting trying to catch your breath. Tucking a stray hair behind your ear he cups your face between his hands. Eyes staring into yours, time stands still and finally everything in your life feels right. 

“Frankie, promise me something?” 

“anything” 

“Don’t leave me…” you bite your bottom lip afraid this was all just a dream 

“I promise, this…you are my home. You are where I wanna be” his thumb brushes away a tear that was starting to fall “I love you” 

A gentle tap on the window scares you both. You lean back, Frankie reaching over to the driver side, rolling down the window to see Officer Powers standing there. “Morales…” he sighs like a disappointed parent

“Officer Powers,” he groans and you can’t help but giggle “I uhm, we…yeah” 

“Finish and get outta here, you know the rules” 

“You’re not mad?” 

“Welcome home Morales” Officer Powers says. Greeting you, he tips his head “you got 10 minutes” and he backs away from the truck. You can hear him slowly pull away. 

You can’t help but give a small laugh, Frankie leans back. Relief flooding his face, he was worried what Officer Powers was going to do catching him in this particular position. “Fuck,” he sighs “that was close”

The thrill of getting caught was something new, something that you kinda wanted to do again. You slowly rock your hips, feeling him getting hard again. You tilt his jaw up, kissing him again and he shakes his head against you. 

“If he comes back and we’re still here…” 

“Guess that means you better hurry the fuck up Morales” you rock your hips more beginning to pick up the pace. 

You know it’s been longer than ten minutes, it’s been much longer than that. But you can’t get enough of him. He’s still buried inside you, while your face is buried in the crook of his neck. Breathing him in, your hand rests on his pounding heart. This was better than any dream, it’s real. He’s real and he’s with you. 

His arms are wrapped around you, holding you to his chest. He’s well aware of the time. He knows that Officer Powers could be back at any moment. But he doesn’t want to leave this quiet serenity. He missed you, special forces was more than he imagined it would be. Death had always happened, but it was becoming a daily thing. Friends being carried home in caskets. The saying ‘life is short’ was true and he was ready for a life with you. 

The window was left open and you hear Officer Powers clear his throat, “Morales, what did I tell you?” His voice was more annoyed than angry. 

“I know I know” 

“It’s my fault” you say lifting your head, “I got a little carried away” 

“No, sir it’s my fault” Frankie injects 

“Just get dressed, and get out of here. I’ll be in the truck behind you” Powers rolls his eyes and walks back to the truck. His lights shining in the window

You turn your body, still connected to Frankie reaching into the glovebox to grab some napkins you know he kept in there. Your fingers brush over a velvet box. Completely forgetting the reason you were in there you pull the box out and look at him, “what is this?” 

“You’ve had my truck for over a year and you're just now finding this?” he chuckles vibrating your entire body “it looks like a ring box” 

“Frankie?” the box feels heavy in your hand 

“Well, this isn’t how I planned it. But what the fuck, why not?” He takes the box from your shaking hand  

He opens the box, taking out the ring. “It’s not much, but…ok here it goes. You showed me what love was, what love is. I was always afraid to let someone get close to me. But then you came along and showed me what love is and just how scary and how fun it can be. You're the first girl I said I love you too and I want you to be the last.” 

“Yes…” you shout before he even asks 

“I didn’t even ask you anything yet,” he chuckles. He leans forwards giving you a quick kiss before saying your name “Estrella, my love. Will you marry me?” 

You nod, hands covering your shocked face “yes Francisco…yes” he takes your hand and slides the ring on your finger. The square diamond sits on a gold band, small diamonds sit in the band, he said it wasn’t much, but it was the most beautiful ring you could have imagined.  

You lunge forward, grabbing the sides of his face and kissing him deeply. His hands wrap around you and smiles against your lips “just maybe when people ask how I proposed, we don’t tell them it was like this?” 

“Nope…I’m telling everyone you asked while your were still buried deep inside and Officer Powers caught us for the third time” you smile 

“Third time?” Frankie leans back, glancing to his right seeing Officer Powers standing at the window yet again. Frankie shakes his head and Officer Powers just smiles as you show him the ring. 

Was the proposal everything I had ever dreamed of? No, not in the slightest. But it was completely you and us. Frankie I love you and I’m ready for the next steps. 

“Fraaaaaaaankie” you yell from the bathroom. It had been five weeks since your last period and just over three weeks since Frankie and your homecoming party. In his truck. 

You're sitting on the floor in the bathroom, hovering over the toilet trying not to throw up again. Frankie opens the bathroom door and the smell of bacon fills the space, making you empty whatever was left in your stomach into the toilet. 

“What’s wrong? Are you…” he stops and runs behind you, pulling your hair back keeping it from falling in your face “baby what’s wrong? You’ve been like this a couple days now. I don’t think it’s food poisoning”  

“Frankie, I'm fine. I promise” you go to stand, a little light headed and grab onto Frankie to keep yourself from falling. His hands wrap around you. The smell of burning bacon makes you sick to your stomach again. 

“No, nope that’s it. I’m taking you to the hospital", his voice full of concern. He wraps his arm around your waist, bending over to pick up your legs and carrying your bridal style down the stairs. You protest for him to put you down. Telling him you are perfectly capable of walking. 

Benny is at the stove, trying to stop the house from burning down, “Cat, man what the fuck you can’t just leave baaaaStella are you ok?” he quickly pulls the pan off the stove 

“I’m fine. Just food poisoning. Tell him I’m fine” you say as Frankie walks towards the door leading to the garage grabbing your purse along the way 

“It’s been three days, it’s not food posioning. We are going to the hospital” 

It was no use, when Frankie had his mind set on something he was going to do. He wouldn’t let anything get in the way. No matter how many times you told him you were fine he wouldn’t believe it until a doctor said so. You didn’t have time for a doctor and a wedding to plan. A wedding that was happening much quicker than you had anticipated thanks to Frankie being called to Duty again. 

You sit in the waiting room at the local ER, waiting for your name to be called. “Frankie, it’s just stress. The wedding before you leave again. Trying to plan something in like a moooonnn” you try to reason with him when a nurse was calling your name 

You stand and Frankie follows, you tell him your fine and he can wait there. He looked hurt, “I’ll be fine and I will tell you everything. I promise” you lean down and kiss his cheek before walking towards the nurse who called your name “hi” you greet her. 

White floor, white walls, white cupboards and a white bed. You hated any medical office, too many memories of your mom being sick. You sit with your feet dangling from the bed, twiddling your thumbs waiting for the doctor to come in. There was a knock on the door and it slowly opened. 

You felt like you were in the room forever, being integrated by the doctor and the nurse. Blood tests and a few more questions you are finally released “we’ll call you in a few days with the results. But for now just take it easy. If you have any other problems don’t be afraid to call us” 

“Will do, thanks” 

A few hours later you were sitting on the small couch in Frankie’s room. Reading one of the romance novels he had on the bookshelf when your phone rang. Frankie was working out. It was the doctor's office with what you only guessed was the results of your blood work. 

“What? Really?” You shouldn’t have been shocked by the answer. But you still weren’t completely prepared for it 

“Yes ma’am, congratulations” 

Shit…I mean I’m excited. But I don’t know if I can do this. A wedding, preparing for you to leave again and a baby? How do I tell you? Do I tell you? I mean I’ll be like 4 months when you leave…maybe you won’t notice and then bam surprise when you get home. 

Naw who am I kidding, that won’t work. You notice everything and I don’t want to hurt you by not telling you. Well, Frankie…I’m pregnant.

You didn’t hear him come home, you weren’t even aware that you had fallen asleep on the sofa until you felt a pair of hands moving the book that was still open on your lap. He was dressed in a pair of flannel PJ pants and a simple black shirt. His hair curling at the bottom and little water droplets sit at the ends. You go to sit up, he shakes his head and curls up behind you. “Shhh…close your eyes again. A nap sounds nice” he kisses your cheek. His back pressed against the back of the sofa and an open wraps around you pulling you closer until your bodies become one. 

He slides his hand under your shirt. His palm warm as he leaves is on your bare stomach. His thumb gently stroking the soft skin. You can feel his breath against your neck. It would be so easy to fall asleep right now, so easy to just stay like this. You put your hand on top of his and lace your fingers with him. You take a deep breath, he needs to know. 

“The doc called while you were away” you say softly. Eyes still closed and Frankie kisses the skin on your neck he can reach 

“Mmmm…you seem better” 

“I’m…” you swallow hard. You turn your body laying on your back so you can see his face. “Frankie,” you cup his cheek. Fingertips brushing over his freshly shaven face. He kisses your palm and opens his eyes to you. 

“Frankie, I’m pregnant” 

“Really?” His eyes shoot open “what, when, how…”

“Remember the night you came home?” you ask and he nods his head, “I think you are clearly aware of how…but yeah. I…we’re pregnant” 

The smile on his face lights up the room and he wraps you up in his arms. Peppering your face with kisses as you close your eyes and giggle. Before you know it, he’s hovering over you, his face inches from yours, eyes locked onto yours. “I love you”

“I love you” you reply and his lips mold to yours. Slow, sweet, but filled with passion. His tongue brushes against the seam of your lips begging for you to let him in. You grant him it, his tongue darts in. Moving with yours and you thread your fingers into his hair. His lips move to your neck, spending time there, making sure to leave his mark. 

“You’re happy?” You say but it sounded more like a question, terrified that this question is going to ruin the moment

He lifts his head, “so happy. I’m scared as hell. But I can’t believe it…I’m so happy” 

January 2015

Three months pregnant and trying to plan a wedding was not something I planned. I never imagined I’d end up having to do both on my own. 

“You what?” You shout 

“Leave at the end of the month” he’s pacing in the kitchen. Your arms crossed leaning against the counter 

“You said you were free for a while. That you got to stay home” you continue to watch him “we were planning for a summer wedding” 

“I know, but you know I don’t control this” he shakes his head, he’s just as angry but knows there is nothing he can do about it

“It’s not fair” you try to fight back a tear

He wraps his arms around you, bringing you close to his body.  Kissing your forehead and you lean into him. Resting your head on his shoulder. They have already taken him away for so long, you were just starting to plan the rest of your lives together.  You knew you would still have to share him with his career once you were married, but you wished that they would at least let you enjoy some time with him before getting called back to action. 

“I know, look, I would marry you tomorrow if you want to.  But I know you had your heart set on that little church in the mountains” his hands rub up and down your back, “I want that too, but I also don’t mind having a small wedding.  Making you a Morales, then a bigger wedding when I get home” 

“Tomorrow?” 

“At the courthouse, you sure?” he asks, his thumbs rubbing circular motions over your growing stomach.

It may not have been idea for the wedding, and you were right.  I did have my heart set on that little church in the mountains we drove by when going to the cabin.  But, Frankie. I would marry you over and over again.  It doesn’t matter the time, the place, the dress or who is there. I just need you.

A small wedding at the courthouse, has you standing in front of your shared closet wrapped in your fuzzy robe having no idea what to wear. You had finished your shower, letting Frankie take his while you got dressed.  Otherwise you both know, you’d never make it in time for your appointment. Hanging the dress back up that you just spent 10 minutes looking at, you take a deep breath, trying to not let the hormones take over and have you falling to your knees crying. Before you can fall apart, you feel a warm pair of arms wrap around you.  His chin resting on your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong?” he asks kissing your neck

“I have nothing to wear, nothing fits right” you sigh. 

Frankie spins you around, you see him in a black tux, hair styled, and he shaved again. His baby face on full display. It’s not fair you think. Guys don’t gain weight, their bodies don’t change, they don’t have to push out a human being and yet here you are almost 4 months pregnant and none of your clothes, at least the ones for a wedding don’t fit. 

His hands on your arms, rubbing them up and down. His eyes staring into yours. “You could just wear this, it will make ripping of off you later a lot easier for me” he smirks leaning in to kiss you 

“Shut up” you can’t help smile when his lips brush over yours, “maybe we just wait” 

“You're not getting cold feet on me, are you Mrs. Morales?” He asks 

“Not Mrs Morales yet…” you give a small smile 

He shrugs, “it’s a signature on a paper, you’ve been my Mrs. Morales since I said I love you and you said it back”

He looks behind you, reaching for a dress…the red dress. The same dress you wore the night Baby M was conceived, the same red dress you wore when he proposed. He always said he wasn’t romantic but the fact that it was this dress he reached for, he was. He was the most romantic in his own subtle ways. He holds it out, looking from you to the dress. A smile on his face. 

“I think you should wear this one” he puts the hanger over your head, letting the dress hang off your shoulders. Biting his bottom lip, he nods in approval “yup, this would be perfect” 

“It’s not much of a wedding dress” I say, he shrugs again “if I wear this, you hand to wear the red tie” 

It wasn’t the wedding you had pictured. You didn’t see yourself in a red dress, with a black jacket and a pair of black flats.  But the man standing in front of you was everything you had imagined. He was a vision in his black suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. Your hands in his, ‘I love you’ he mouths the words to you and you blink back tears. ‘I love you’ you mouth back to him. His thumb rubbing circles over the back of your hands. For the moment the world was perfect, you didn’t want to think what the Newport few days would be like. It was always hard enough saying good-bye to him. But saying good-bye this time was going to be nearly impossible. 

“…Baby” he whispers

You shake your head, not realizing you missed the important words, the only words you had to say today. “I do, Frankie. I do” you smile and he cups your cheek, leaning into his warm palm 

“Can I kiss her now?” His eyes remain locked onto yours, your tongue peeks out licking your bottom lips. He doesn’t wait for a yes before closing the distance. Lips molding to yours, bringing your body as close to him as possible. Your hands cup his face, holding him to you not wanting to let this feeling go. 

The day had been a whirlwind, everything falling into place effortlessly.  You don’t know how it was at all possible that Heather was able to throw together a small congratulations dinner. With the help of her chef husband, you would have thought that this was the plan all along. And at the moment, you were perfectly content with it.  Reaching into your purse you unlock the door and start to step through when you feel his hand around your wrist stopping you from moving forward. He carefully spins you to face him. 

“What are you doing?” you ask and he gently tugs you to him. 

He lifts the hand he’s holding, dropping it on his shoulder. “Frankie…no, Frankie” One arm wrapping around your waist, the other under your thighs. Picking you up. 

“It’s our wedding and I’m carrying you over the threshold” he kisses your cheek

He carries you into the house, kicking the door closed behind him. You expect that he is going to set you down now that you are in the house, but instead he makes his way to the staircase, “where are you going?” you ask already knowing the answer

“Upstairs”

Three months pregnant and you know not only were you showing, but you know you had started to gain more weight.  Frankie is strong, he has to be, but the thought of him trying to carry you up the stairs but an uneasy feeling in you. You know saying his name isn’t going to stop him, you’ve tried that already.  Already tried that a few times, so instead you do something that you know is distracting.

“Frankie…” you sigh, the hand that isn’t wrapped around his shoulder moving to cup his face.  Gently turning him to face you, “I love you” you smile before guiding his lips to yours.  Lips capturing his in a tender kiss. 

Eyes slowly opening, you lay in bed in that post sex daze, blinking a few times to let your senses come to.  You look over to Frankie’s spot in the bed and he has disappeared, how long had you been out, your hand brushes over the empty space it still feels warm to the touch.  From behind you, you can hear the running of water in the bathroom.  Throwing the sheets off your naked body, you move to the door and slowly push it open.  Standing there Frankie bent over the tub, testing the water on his hands pouring out the facet making sure it is the perfect temperature. Reaching across the tub he grabs your favorite bubble bath. The smell of eucalyptus and lavender start to fill the room.  You lean against the door frame, a smile spreads across your face as you watch the man you are madly in love with take care of you.

After pouring a generous amount of the liquid, bubbles start to form.  Feeling accomplished, Frankie turns his head down; he nearly falls backwards in the tub when he looks up seeing you standing in the doorway. “Shit…estrella!” he says “you scared the shit outta me.  How long have you been standing there?”

You grin, knowing there was no way you could possibly scare a highly trained Delta Force member.  Walking towards him, pretending to look around him at his hand work, “is that for me?” you ask moving closer to his outstretched arms. 

“Maybe…” he smirks wrapping you in his arms when you get close enough “...I wanted to let you rest” he places a kiss to your forehead

“Would you join me?” you ask, squeezing your arms around him   

The water’s cooling around your bodies.  You’re back pressed against Frankie’s chest.  Head fitting perfectly against his shoulder while his hands rub up and down your arms, placing soft butterfly kisses to your exposed shoulder. “I don’t know what I did to have you fall in love with me, but I thank everything for that” he kisses you again, your head tilting towards him and hand cupping his face. 

“You really wanna know?” you ask, fingers under his jaw tilting his face up to look at you, he nods his head yes, “the day you crashed into me at the grocery store with your schweddy balls”

“I must definitely did not crash into you…” he chuckles, “it was a blind corner, and the cart did what it wanted” he smile at you exposing that dimple that you love so much

“Mhmm sure….” you roll your eye at him, “well then when you didn’t crash into me…you were so sweet and kind. Despite just meeting I felt like you had been someone I had known my whole life after finishing our shopping trip together. I wasn’t sure how, but I knew I wanted to see you again. I wanted to hear you talk more, I like listening to you talk” he gives you a sheepish smile and your hand wraps around his. “Our first date…our first real date as you call it”

“The dinner and the beach?” he asks 

“It wasn’t the dinner, to be honest.  It was walking with you along the beach after.  When I told you about my Dad, and you didn’t run. That night, when you kissed me and I swear the world stopped for just a brief second.  It sounds cliche but I don’t care I was falling in love with you Frankie, and it terrified me.  The moment I knew it was real, and that I had fallen…when I told you I was a virgin and you took your time.  You didn’t rush me, you made me feel perfect…and I know I don’t have much to compare you too, but I swear Frankie I don’t think anyone would or could treat me better than you do.  Despite this rough exterior, you are the most romantic, caring, selfless man I have ever met.  And I am so glad it was you, that it is you”

A single tear falls from Frankie’s eye, you lean forward catching the falling droplet with your lips. “Frankie, I love you so much and I am the lucky one.  I am so fucking lucky that you picked me, you could have any girl out there and I am lucky enough that I get to call you mine” 

He leans his forehead against yours, “I love you” he whispers “I knew from the minute I saw you” 

“When you didn’t crash into me?” you bite your lip trying to hold back a smile

He shakes his head, “no…” you pull away, your eyes widen looking at him “it was when you and Heather were shopping. She was holding up two melons asking you which one you liked. The way you laughed, it lit up the entire supermarket.  It was a sound I wanted to hear again, if sounded like home” 

“Frankie…” you sigh

“It sounds fucking crazy, I know. Then we started to hang out, talk more and I started falling and falling hard. I was terrified, I knew I was never going to be good enough for you. I didn’t do relationships, I did one night…maybe two. I always left because I didn’t want to get hurt, I didn’t want them to get hurt. With you, I knew I would find a way to fuck it up and breaking your heart was the last thing I would have ever wanted to do. But each time I pushed away, you wouldn’t let me…you showed me that true love can win.  That true love is worth fighting for. I thought saying those three words for the first time my heart was going to beat out of my chest I was so scared, but now…with you those three words are the easiest thing to say” he leans forward, kissing you with as much passion as he can, showing you just how much you mean to him. “I love you…I love you so fucking much and I am the luckiest man not in the world, but in the universe, in the galaxy whatever you want to be able to call you my love…my life…my wife” 

You can’t help the tears that are flowing now, you wipe them away and try to smile the best you can as the water works continue. “That should have been your proposal…” you grin 

“Can we tell people thats what I said, and maybe not tell them it was when I was…”

“Nope” you interrupt him, “the way you did is the most Frankie way” 

The closer we get to you leaving, the harder and harder it becomes. I know it’s not your choice, and if you could you would stay. But watching you want this as much as I do, that you are trying to make the most of every minute it is making saying ‘goodbye’ that much harder 

The next few weeks went by in a blur, between work schedules, changing all legal documents into your new last name and finding matching wedding bands you hardly had spent any quality time with your new husband. It was Saturday night, and he left on Monday. You lay in bed, it was early evening, Frankie laying next to you with a hand on your stomach. Hoping to feel the baby move.

“What are you doing?” you ask as he moves his hand around your stomach

“Trying to feel her” he says. His palm flat on your stomach moving from the bottom to the sides, to the top “I wanna feel her before I leave”

“Hate to tell you this, but you're about a month early for that.  And what do you mean by her?” you prop yourself up on your elbows, watching him move his hand around more.  Smiling slightly when you see him stick out his tongue in determination 

“Yes her, it’s a baby girl I can feel it” he looks up at you, giving you puppy dog eyes and devilish grin

You move your left hand, taking his chin under your fingers and guiding him towards you for a sweet kiss. He lays you down on the pillows, deepening the kiss.  His tongue slipping past your lips, his kiss making you see stars like only he knew how. He swallows your moan when he slips a hand under your shorts, working his way down. He knew the thought of sex was still the last thing on your mind, but he wanted to spend his last few moments at home, in his home. In his favorite place to be. Inside, buried in you. 

His fingers dip lower, swiping through your folds, finding you already wet. You feel the smile on his lips as he teases you. Grabbing his wrist and breaking this kiss, “mmm no, I want you to remind me how you got the name Catfish, Morales” you say breathlessly and his eyes widen. “Then I want you inside me till you have to go” 

“Yes ma’am” 

Your legs quiver while he continues to fuck you with his tongue. His mouth was just as magical as his fingers. You wish you could see him, your thighs push together, his hands pushing them apart. Keeping them against the bed, he wanted you open to him. 

“Oh, yes, yes…shit. Fraaaaaankie” you moan. Your eyes rolling back into your head. Hands clutching at the sheets. You know he’s loving watching you come undone. You wish you could see him and the hunger you know that is in his eyes. The orgasm breaks you, you scream his name, tilting your head back against the pillows. The world is on fire in the best way possible. 

Frankie drinks everything you have to give, not letting a drop go to waste. He rests his head on your thigh. Eyes fixed on your fluttering hole, gentle stroking your other thigh. Your hands releasing their tight grip on the sheets and running through his now much shorter hair. You feel him smile against your leg. 

He carefully works his way back up towards you, laying on his side next to you. “I didn’t say you were dismissed Soldier” he stares at you for a moment “now take off your clothes and get back to work” 

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna hur….” he starts and you sit up. Wrapping your hands around his neck and pulling him to you. Crashing your lips to his tasting yourself on him. He closes his eyes, a hand holding the back of your head. Keeping you close to him. He takes a deep breath reluctantly pulling away, “you have to let me know if it’s uncomfortable. Please…” 

You nod, forehead resting against his. Your nose next to his. Biting your bottom lip, you reach for the hem of his gray ribbed tank top. Pulling it up and over his head, tossing it behind him. “Please, I need you” 

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