#robots wont leave me be...

[gumptiomdog]

look how colorful they r...

[queeniehostapasta]

Ah yes, small husband and scary (but elegant) wife, my favorite combo

An alt and man I forgot the huge size difference between the two sometimes 😳 but hey I’m not against it!!!

[inorganicorgan]

[noeggets]

im still a reploid enjoyed

[no1ryomafan]

I’m saying this only out a vague of a irl even though I feel bad for this but someone please tell me there isn’t a collective of people who haven’t seen a lot of mecha yet played super robot wars and act like because they played that game they have authority to talk over mecha shows they know exist thanks to it despite still not watching them and ignoring the fact SRW butchers plot sometimes-

Because as much as I hate gatekeeping in mecha circles and hardly dabbled into SRW this basically happened to me irl with a person I already don’t like and I’m just like:

[mechawolfie]

sure high stakes/main characters being able to die is fun and all but when these things apply to characters that i happen to like a whole lot well i think it should be illegal and the writers should get the death penalty

[fanfics-i-find-here]

Do I know you?

Jason Todd X Reader

Synopsis: In the aftermath of a brief Kidnapping, Red Hood seems to think your important and wont stop hanging around your apartment.

Or in other terms, Jason got scared you were gonna die and doesn’t want to leave you alone

Notes: Reader is a waitress at a local bookstore/coffee shop that Jason frequents and he has grown very fond of her. They are vague acquaintances And she does not know that Jason is Red Hood. This is literally my first-ever attempt at a fanfic and Jason Todd has been rattling around in my brain. I might attempt to make this like a short series or something. Anyway, I hope it's enjoyed!!

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Masterlist

“I think I have a new favorite stalker,” you say loudly out your open window.

 Keeping your window open in Gotham was probably the worst idea you could ever have but your curiosity got the better of you when started to notice the fleeting red hanging out across the street and occasionally on your fire escape over the past two weeks. At first you were worried considering your recent encounter with Scarecrow as an attempted research rat.

However, the longer the red stayed near the easier it became to recognize. His helmet was shiny, which is what made it so easy to spot him. How that was helpful to a vigilante you didn’t know. Red hood was watching you and you had a feeling it was to make sure you were okay. You had heard of other bats checking on Civilians after traumatic incidents when they could, but every night for two weeks seems a bit excessive and he hasn’t actually talked to you. So what was he doing?

With no response to your jab, you lean out your window and repeat yourself, making a point to stare at the red helmet on the building across the street.

“I said I think I have a new favorite stalker!” You continue to stare him down.

Even in the minimal street lighting you can see his body tense, ready to run.

“Maybe he’d like to chat?” you tilt your head in questioning. You don’t why you asked. You were bad at keeping a regular conversation. If he came over and did, in fact, decide to chat, it might end up a short conversation. 

A clattered thud pulls you from your thoughts and you gaze turns from the opposite roof top to the very large man now standing on your fire escape next to your window. You can’t help but stare at him. 6” something and built like a brick wall. Intimidating even leaning against the building.

Was he this big when he saved me?

“Hi?” is the only response you could muster. The urge to slam the window closed and shut your curtains itches at your finger tips. He stares at you, or at least you assume as much, the helmets white eyes giving away nothing. No wonder people were terrified of Red Hood. You haven’t even done anything wrong and you could wet yourself  right here and now.

“Hi” You don’t know why your shocked to hear the modulated voice. He had talked to when he saved you from Scarecrow but it was still strange to hear. Slightly robotic but definitely a person underneath.

You realize that, maybe, you’ve been staring for too long.

“Tea?” you back away from the window and head for the kitchen expecting him to follow, as well as taking a moment to breath.

You just invited a good/bad vigilante into your home! What is wrong with you?  Your mind is a swirling, anxious debate as you fill your kettle.

“I only have Green tea, I hope you don’t mind.” you yell from the kitchen, unsure if he was even in the apartment.

“Not at all” His voice is close then you anticipated, assuming he stay close to the window.

Instead you turn to find him sitting comfortably at your dining room table, watching you move about the kitchen. He looks out of place in your soft warm toned home. His brown leather jacket the only thing that could blend in. The harsh red bat on his chest sticking out like a sore thumb. Your gaze lingers a moment at the holsters on his thighs, suddenly realizing that if he wanted to do something to you, you were screwed. You turn back to your cabinets and pull out a couple of mugs, pushing away the thoughts. Red Hood was good guy, despite what previous attempts at bad he had in the past. You stand at the counter and stare at your kettle, willing it to heat faster. After a moment, You hear a distorted sigh.

“You wanted to talk?” Red Hood asks

You shrug your shoulders without turning, not entirely prepared for a conversation just yet. Red Hood doesn’t push you. The kettle begins to whistle, and you pour the two mugs, settling tea bags into them. You pick them up and set one in front of red hood, and settle into the seat opposite his, blowing on your tea. You take a sip and promptly burn your tongue, hissing in pain.

“it’s hot”

Your eyes fly up to Red Hood. You choke out a thanks, Having not realized he had taken off his Helmet. You let eye linger across his face, very handsome. A scar on his lips, that rests in a smirk, and another across his cheek. As you eye move up you let out a startled laugh, Another mask keeps his eyes hidden.

“What?” He asks, The smirk on his lips grows.

As your laughing fit slows, you pause to breath.

“You wear two masks.” You pause waiting for him to laugh. All he does is furrow his brows.

“it’s funny” you insist but he doesn’t respond. You settle down again. Well as much as you can considering the man in front of you, staring at your mug, slightly embarrassed

“So I’m your favorite stalker? You got a few?” Red's voice rings out in the silence. It’s rough and deep, like he’d been yelling.

A flush creeps up your face. If you were embarrassed before, you were definitely embarrassed now. It had taken you all day to come up with the throw away comment. You thought It was funny. You also didn’t think you would get this far in your interaction with Red Hood.

“Not really, just the one I hope” you chance a glance at him to find him still unsettlingly staring at you as a he takes a sip of his tea, now cooled. Your mind searches for what else to say.

“That’s good, I wouldn’t want that either” Jason finally breaks eye contact with you, looking around your apartment.

With his stare no longer on you, you take the opportunity to really take him in. Despite the scars on his face, there was kindness there. And despite his intimidating stature, he seemed to pull himself in, like he was afraid to take up space. His forearms exposed through his suit. What a weird design. Not that you were complaining. Overall, Red Hood was hot. You flush at the thought.

“Thank you, by the way” you rush out, “for saving me… it really means a lot”

Jason turns his gaze back to you. You brave up and hold his stare. Suddenly thinking, he looks familiar. You furrow your brows for a moment.

“Do I know you?” You ask before you can stop yourself. You physically cringe and try to back track.

“I mean, obviously I know you, you saved my life and all but I mean like I know your face? Maybe, not that it matters. Course you wouldn’t tell me if I did know your civilian identity because then it wouldn’t be a secret. I just think I know your face but that doesn’t mean that I want you to tell me. And maybe you just have one of those faces…” you continue to ramble some more. Jason watches you carefully and finishes his tea. You pause to breath in your rant and he jumps in.

“Thanks for the tea” he grabs his Helmet, sliding it on before continuing, voice changed, “and your welcome, for saving you.”

You watches as he walks back toward the window, frozen and unsure what to do. As climbs out onto the fire escape you yell out.

“Your welcome and you don’t have to hide outside, you can come in next time.”

He’s gone before even finish the sentence. You sink back in your chair.

What is wrong with you? Why are you so awkward? That was terrible!

You try to push the interaction from your mind as you close the window and go about spot cleaning your apartment. Once done your anxious thoughts return.

This is going to be a long night. You think as you turn into bed.

[verysanebsdfan]

Can u pls do the main four x a fem reader who bottles up all their emotions and pretends to be happy and one day they find the reader crying all by themselves. Sry if it wasn't clear. Btw I LOVE 🩷 ur work it is awesome.

Hii everyone!! Thank you so much for requesting!! I am glad oyu enjoy my work <33 I would like to apologize again for how long this took =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) I have no excuse for myself, and also I still have a lot of requests to do so stay tuned <33 (itll probably take long but shush)

MASTERLIST!!

Might be OOC!! and is short!! :((

cw: mentions of toxic family members, no use of y/n, use of she/her pronouns but really minimal since i mostly use 'you'

ʟᴇᴏʀɪᴏ, ᴋᴜʀᴀᴘɪᴋᴀ, ᴋɪʟʟᴜᴀ, ɢᴏɴ (sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇ) x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

It was at that moment knew, you messed up, at least in your eyes.

・・・・・

Some minutes ago, you got a call from your lovely family member, just friendly chit chat right? Wrong!! Again and again it turned against you. It always ends like this. No matter what you try, you will never be enough for them. And lately there has been so much going on too...

・・・・・

And that is why you ended up bawling your eyes out besides the bed in your current accomodation, with him next to you.

ʟᴇᴏʀɪᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪɴɪɢʜᴛ

A sob left your throat and you looked at him with teary eyes. Why did he even bother to stay? Yes, he is different to you. He cares, but he cares enough to stay? To stay when you are at your lowest. You turn to take a look at him.

"Why are you still here?"

You sniffle as you slightly lean into his gentle touch on your back. He only continues caressing you gently, and then leans in to gently wrap his arms around you.

"I am here for you because i care...silly"

And so, he stayed by your side for a long time. Enough for you to partially calm down. Everything is good now. He's here.

ᴋᴜʀᴀᴘɪᴋᴀ ᴋᴜʀᴛᴀ

As you sob softly- actually not softly at all, you bawl your eyes out, after finally breaking down your oh so happy facade you always let on, you might actually hear someones steps towards you, slowly pushing your head upwards to look at the unwanted intruder.

"Oh...not him please...he can't see me like this"

You thought, but it was too late. He has already sat down beside you, worried. Why was a person that is so dear to him, crying on the floor, looking as if their whole family got murdered, their cat got ran over and they lost all their money due to gamling. Which, obviously, isn't true, but you might or might not look like that.

He silently sat next to you. Keeping you company, occasionally caressing your back. After all, thats what you did when he was in your place.

ɢᴏɴ ғʀᴇᴇᴄss

When Gon saw you, his best friend, bawling their eyes, not just because they watched a sad reel, or a sad movie, perhaps a sad book. No. No sign of that around. He knew something must have happened. And so he approaches you without a second thought, crouching down beside you.

"Hey...what's wrong?"

But you continue sobbing! he just wants to help, but how. And then he leaves! Really? Why does everyone leave you? That doesn't even sound like Gon. But then he returns. Carrying a bunch of snacks...such a sweet gesture right? And!! He stayed.

ᴋɪʟʟᴜᴀ ᴢᴏʟᴅʏᴄᴋ

It's not as if he knew what to do when he saw you breaking down right infront of him, even if you didn't know about him. It is not as if he got a lot of comfort when he was a kid ya know? Yet, he tries. He stays. And speak gently into your ear, how it's all gonna be okay. How he wont leave. How he will stay.

Later, when you calm down, he will awkwardly offer you some of his choco robots, not much tho!! It's still his after all....

[determunition]

new fandom, new addition to the blorbo café!

it's been over two years since i updated my tumblr banner, and i'm glad i waited until ggg jumped me in an alleyway to do so haha; i'm very happy with this piece, really shows how much less afraid i've gotten of using saturated colors

hope you all like! i don't do multifandom stuff like this nearly enough it's always super fun; close-ups and commentary under the cut!

on the left we have spamton and doze homestuck, now off having their own little convo by the window; i'm not nearly as active in these two fandoms anymore but i love em and wouldn't dream of leaving them out! also with the new chapters of deltarune set to come out this year i'm sure spamton isn't going anywhere just yet

we've also got p03 at the table! smug as he is wont to be and preparing to block tinker knight in connect 4; yes he has a drink, i like to imagine it's grease and he pours it all over himself like in robots (2005)

speaking of tinker knight, here he is distracted from his connect 4 game by the storytelling god! click clack has come to the café to get some work done and is more than happy to explain their process to a curious tinker knight

we also have a lil itchy homestuck cameo in the background (with a spooky inscryption portrait right above), as well as magnificus being nearly mike wazowski'd by click clack's beautiful hair

and finally we have propeller knight, striking up a friendly conversation in line with magnificus behind him, and a wild capochin appears! presently placing a massive order for inspekta and the bizzyboys with kris, who i imagine has been promoted to shift lead or something considering they've been working at this café for two years lmao

this has been deter's goofy banner commentary, thank you for viewing

[candiezmanzion]

metal sonic and belle

yall are SLEEPING on belle and metal as siblings

and i dont BLAME yall bc idw havent done that much with them yet. HOWEVER....

they have way more potential than sage and metal do SORRY.

i think its pretty clear we're gonna have an ongoing ordeal with belle trying to help and/or reform metal over the next few arcs

i think, arguably, belle has shown the most true care for metal compared to ANY other character in the series EVER, and DEFINITELY the most care in idw.

she had no reason to help metal other than she wants to help other robots. she even drags him to a safe place when things become dire, showing how dedicated she is to helping others.

and on metal's part? well...

metal, upon first awakening, saves her from a badnik. now, this may be just because she's also an eggman robot, its just part of his coding, however, i also think it shows that metal is treating belle better than he does most others, considering he killed a badnik for belle.

next, their interaction with eggman together

firstly, i freaked out here because while the 'both' here seems to be referencing belle and starline, the fact hes referencing being called father specifically almost makes me think hes referring to metal and belle... another post for another time.

i think how metal reacts is very subtle in these frames, but i think it shows he has some sort of respect for belle.

im SO intruiged by how metal looks at belle when she says shes leaving and moving on. almost a look of shock? confusion? its hard to read metals emotions but i feel like his body language here displays more surprise than anger. it's also important to note metal has specifically had any trace of rebellion coded out of him, this is probably somewhat shocking to see a fellow eggman creation just... up and announce leaving !

i also think that eggman eagerly asking if belle wants to fight metal, and her refusing and saying she fixed him, helped him, 'just like all the robots [eggman] abandon[s]', shows that she wants to help metal. i think she, even if having just met metal, has become committed to helping him in one way or another. once again, metal looks at her in this scene, and he seems calm, as opposed to preparing to attack.

now, metal and belle meeting a second time.

first, she just calls out to him during a fight, clearly having decided she wants to save him from being under eggman. it shows her care, but i believe it pales in comparison to their next scene together.

in this scene, belle forces herself between metal and sonic. she has such confidence she can stop him [that he wont hurt HER] that she puts herself directly in the line of danger.

and for a moment it.... works?

metal pauses.

now, this may be because of eggman's orders

but i think its supposed to be more than that, and sonic himself implies it is too

and even though metal ends up pushing belle out of the way, he still hurts her much less than he COULD have

and belle, she seems more upset she failed to help metal than physically hurt.

metal moves her out of the way to get to sonic. simply following orders.

i think belle and metal have a LOT of potential together and i really can't wait to see what idw does with them

i also appreciate the fact that metal ALSO seems to care for belle at least a little, so it's more than just hopeless please on belle's side.

plus... she actually knows, at least a little, what it's like to be in metal's position, unlike almost any other characters in the series.

idw please don't fail me with these two

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Sorry that one is ours | Triangle!GuardS x Fem!Player!Reader

Summary: Double trouble thats what you get for trying to cheat during a game! At least they wont take your organs.

Warnings: AU no set in S2 - NSFW - Double penetration - Anal sex - Dub/con - No protection - Open ending - Random numbers for the guards -

Notes: I think a big part of the fandom wanted something like this. Well here Im to deliver.

Really you never did mean to get caught cheating. Even less in a deadly game.

Player 033

But the robotic voice of a triangle guard let you knew that fuck you were caught up and now consequences were needed to be faced. When the guard 009 guided you towards a location you have never been before you expected to be eliminated, the quick hearbeat of yours filled your ears as you were forced to walk throw different stairs and holds.

Finally the guard came in front of a red door, they knocked three times and it opened revealing another guard, the 010 number on their uniform printed.

Well fuck. Was all you thought as you felt the other guard pushing you inside the room. Whatever these two had for you was maybe worse than death.

~○~○~○~○~○~○~○~

Maybe your destiny was not worse than death at the end.

"Oh fuck, 010 she tastes divine" The Man only know as 009 said from between your legs. His tongue diving inside and out your pussy as he licked every part of it. One hand of yours kept gripping his curly looks but he did not seem to care.

"Oh I bet she does" 010 said from behind you biting and kissing your neck. "She cant stay in place, cant you player 033 ?" He taunted one hand holding your neck to push you back against him on his lap while the other played with your tits. "Yeah thats what I thought"

Your brain was foogy, you could tell 009 had his hands on your legs and knees forcing them apart while 010 tortured your nippels.

A particular hard suck from 009 made you moan and cry his number getting a laught from 010 who sucked harder on your neck.

"Did you hear that 009? She seems to like when we are rough, do you like it Beautiful?" He taunted licking your ear.

You nodded too lost to talk back when 009 pulled at your clit again.

"Its too much" you cried knowing you were close to cum, the two men could tell too.

"She is so close 010" the one from between your legs said, "she is fucking shaking"

"Is she? Dont stop then, lets make our dear 033 cum as hard as she can" 010 said forcing his fingers into your mouth and ordering you to suck on them. "There you go. See 033 ? Its easy to follow the rules" 010 mocked you from your early attempt to cheat. "But if you have not been a bad girl then we would not be in this position. And I think you are liking it too much. You cant stop griding against me" 010 said moving is hips so you could feel his hard dick.

"Aww you cumming?" 010 asked feeling your body tense. "Go on, cum all over 009's tongue I bet he wants it. Right 009"

"Fuck yes I do, I want to feel all this cheater juices over me" 009 said adding one finger and sucking on your clit with fervor.

It was too much. Between 009's tongue and now finger inside you, 010 fingers playing with your tits, squishing them together and pulling at them not caring when you made a sound of pain that went to his finger that he still forced to suck. Your body could not follow, could not understand the line between pain and pleasure. With one last moan that was drown by 010's fingers you came.

009 laped your cunt. His tongue not leaving a single drop to waste and his finger keep moving inside you, touching your G spot to prolongue your orgasm as much as he could.

"Move your hand 010" 009 said getting back on his feet to kiss you making you taste your own cum his tongue enter your mouth caressing yours, he sucked on it leaving you without air.

"You think she can take our dicks next?" 009 asked kissing your bruised tits while 010 let out a contemplative sound as his finger went down to play with your sensitive clit almost sending you ever the edge again.

"Oh I think she most likely can, after all our punish for her its not done yet. A cheater needs a good reminder to never do it again"

"Getting her filled with our cum will be enough?" 009 taunted making 010 laught.

"Oh I believe it will, what do you think 033 ? Can you handle both our dick and seed ? Well its not like you have much of an option"

009 got on the bed making you lay on top of him facing him he groaned as he felt your wet pussy over his hard dick.

"She is dripping" 009 said taking your hips to guide you over him, taking him slowly.

010 stroke himself at the sight of his friend's dick going inside you and by the wet sounds it made.

"Take a deep breath" 010 ordered his own dick slowly pushing into your ass, he saw your hands gripping on 009 shoulders. "Relax im almost all in" 010 took a deep breath pushing himself fully inside you.

"Ah fuck, I can feel you" 009 said slowly moving inside you, unable to wait any longer.

"Fuck 009 dont be a dog" 010 said but he soon followed his hips hitting your ass as his dick went in and out "Cmon 033 I know you can take us, you are-fuck you are keeping us warm"

Both guards moved in a slow steady peace, their groans and curses leaving his lips when they were not kissing you.

010 was as demanding as 009, taking your hair and kissing you from behind his movement going faster, balls hitting your ass. 009's hips went up to meet the hard peace one of his fingers playing with your clit.

"I can feel her clentching around me" 009 said biting his lower lip "Fuck she is gonna cum all over me"

"Is she? Are you 033?" 010 mocked giving a particular hard and long thrust into you. "Go on, cum over him. Show us just how good we make you feel"

"I wont last if she keeps cletching me like this" 009 said with a deep breath taking your hips and pushing you down so he could reach deeper "Im gonna fill you up so well 033, you will be ruined for anyone but us"

"Dont forget about me 033" 010 said from behind licking your ear "You ass its going to be full of my seed by the end of this. You wont be able to walk or even think"

Your orgasm came crashing without a warning their words sending you over the edge. 009's dick pulsed with need as his own orgasm hit, the hot cum going inside you as he kept moving you.

010 was not behind, seeing the display he pushed his dick deep till his own orgasm hit and his seed filled your ass. Both men groaning and moaning.

And you have never felt so full, the amount of cum this two had was like a joke, you could feel it falling down your legs and out from your ass.

"Dont let it go to waste" 010 said pushing it back inside with one finger while 009 lazily caressed your clit smirking at your overstimulated self.

"Do you think we can keep her?" 009 asked 010 "I would hate to see a good fucktoy go to wast"

"I can call on some favors" 010 responded now finally out from you. He turned you around caressing your face and taking note of the different bruises over your body. "I think we did find our perfect fucktoy, 009"

[fawnduubackup]

Thoughts on robot people?

You wont ever see them from me im sorry!!!

I'm neutral on stories about them. Personally I'm obsessed with the organic. I dont like drawing robots/mechs and I've never been a robot fucker.

My sci-fi story I have planned after I finish up my current projects is all about nature and organic enhancements. Whatever robot fuckery I would try to make would feel hamfisted..fake..fraudulent. I leave it up to the passionate experts.

[staryscorner]

Monster

Paring: In-ho x reader

You and In-ho have had a steady relationship. You both met at a bar and since that day he has shown you almost every side there is to him. He trusts you with every little secret of his, even how he is the “Frontman” of some sort of game. Although you don't know what type of game it is you just thought it was nothing to worry about. He's your finance. So one day he said that he was going on a work trip which he would take every once in a while. You never went to any of them since you knew it was work, but for some reason you felt like you needed to go this time.

“Hey honey, would you mind if I tag along to your work trip?”

“Um well i'm not sure dear you might get bored and want to go home” He said chuckling nervously. 

Now you definitely had to go! He never acted this weird about his work.

“Come on sweetheart it’s just a week right you always come back looking so happy I want to see what brings you so much joy.” you said pushing him to take 

“And since it’s work I can be there to cheer you on if you ever feel down you know? So that’s why you should bring me” feeling like this would make him bring you.

He did hesitate for a bit but he said you could come 

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.

.

After packing and heading on a boat you were surprised that it was just you and him.

“Where’s everyone else?” 

“There already at the destination so no need to worry” He said grinning at you 

“But I do need to tell you something … Once we get on this island you might see me in a whole other way and I hope that you feel no different than you do now about me” In-ho said in a worried tone

You were confused but what could make you change the way you feel about him

After finally reaching the island he went to the back of the ship and took out an all black leather outfit and a black mask 

“What's with the outfit?”

He didn't say a word, he just continued to put it all on and he handed you a similar mask and outfit.

“Just follow me and don't speak to anyone once we get off”

He was almost like another person this couldn't be your In-ho he was never this cold to you, but you didn't ask since your head was spinning with questions

You entered from a pit in the mountains and had to do a lot of climbing but once you saw made it to the top it was dark lit room which looked luxurious but one he walked you to the main room your heart sank… there were people put in track suits with panicked expressions 

“In-ho WHAT IS GOING ON!” you yelled at him

“Calm down you haven't even seen what my job is” 

He got up and told the guards dressed in pink to escort the players to the first game. You just keep on thinking is this what he meant when he said game

Once everyone was escorted to what seemed to be a dry land with a robot girl, that's when the true horrors began. You saw the robot turn around and say “green light” maybe this might be nothing to worry about, it's just a kids game. Maybe his job was to entertain people. Then the robot said red light and once she turned around the people who were moving were shot and blood flew everywhere.

Now this was something that you could not unsee. You looked up to now see the man you had trusted he was smiling he looked like he could laugh any second 

“I'm leaving, I'm sorry but I can't be with you anymore after this. I know I said I wasn't going to see you differently but this was something I was expecting.

“NO WAIT YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME” He grabbed your arm aggressively and would let you go

“You know too much and I can't have you reporting this to the police just stay here and nothing will happen to you I swear” 

You were trembling “Im sorry but I just can't I swear I wont tell the police but please just let me leave” 

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He let go of your arm and you just ran leaving the same way you entered Once you made it out you felt a sharp and hot feeling coming from your chest as you looked down you saw blood which made you fall you turned around and saw him the man you once loved the one you thought you knew everything about … your future husband

He had tears in his eyes he tried not to look pathetic but he really was he loved you with all his heart and he had to now kill you just for a selfish reason of him not getting found out and he knew that you wouldn't say anything but he still had to do it 

“I will always love you” Those were your final words before you collapsed and had stopped breathing. He just came near you holding your cold body in his arms

Now he was truly a monster

A/n: OHH YEAAA ANOTHER ONE DONE ISTG LEE BYUNG HUN is just so FINEEEE LIKEEE!!!

I hope y'all enjoy this!!

[spinchip]

Will any of the fights be different than in canon? ESPECIALLY since Zane and Nya are now competing,,,, do you have any ideas for that? Is the Jay-Cole fight still gonna be a thing, and if so, how will it manifest? (I imagine it would be similar to canon except w/o all the initial fighting. But the lack of Zane in the dungeon completely removes the core of Cole's subplot while he's down there, even if it does eventually become a general "ok lets figure out how to free everyone" thing. I could also see them BOTH being sent down there,, Chen WAS trying to do that when he saw that neither of them were willing to win ("so both of you will lose" etc. etc.)... And the Jay and Cole here are different from canon in that they're much more ride-or-die w/ eachother, so to speak, given that they have no one else.)

Pixal is sort of filling in for Nya's role this season, right? How does everyone react to.. yknow... android (THE WORD NINDROID DOESN'T EXIST IN THIS UNIVERSE EITHER.... our whimsy.... gone....) or does she stay out of sight entirely (or never get her cover blown? Does she even do the disguise thing that Nya does?),,, My main question is, does Zane see her as an android and if so, how does he react...

Karlof is out on the Jade blade section of the tournament so Nya essentially takes his spot on the bracket. i thiiink that makes it evenly balanced since Zane doesn't participate. the Jay-Cole fight still happens (they're both really upset they're fighting each other) but they give it their all and Cole eventually throws the match because of Zane lol. Lloyd wins all his fights 1) because he's genuinely a fantastic ninja and he knows spinjitzu and 2) because most of them will hold back because they're fighting a literal child lol.

Zane never officially competes in the tournament!

SO the boatride to chens island in a day and a half long and then, when the arrive, there's at least three days of downtime before the actual tournament begins. this is where we get a lot of character interactions. Cole and Zane form a fast friendship then, Chen gathers all of the contestants for dinner where Zane openly challenges him and hints he knows more than Chen expects. Chen, threatened by this, makes zane... disappear.

but not before Zane catches on to the fact he's in hot water and literally says to Cole, "Come find me." the morning after that dinner, Chen regretfully announces that Zane has a family emergency and had to take their only boat back to land late last night... so everyone is effectively stranded for at least three days on the island... and zane is no longer competing. Cole realizes something fishy is going on and when he loses to Jay, he looks for Zane down in the dungeon.

Pixal IS filling in for Nyas role and she absolutely does not hide her nature. she monitors chens palace for a while, gathering intel. She ends up being pestered by a falcon that just wont leave her alone >:[ finally, She sneaks into clouses room and steals the spell page during a time when he shouldn't be there fort a while. Clouse catches her in the act and she tries to run but she's caught. Falcon swoops down and tries to grab the spell page but she tries to hide it, suspicious of the bird being under clouses control before Falcon reveals his robotic nature and attacks the members of chens cult surrounding her. reassured he's not clouse or chens pet, she gives him the page before she's captured and he disappears out into the forest around the island.

pixal is brought to the dungeon and thrown in a cell. she breaks out because she's awesome. eventually she finds cole and the others and agrees to help him hunt down Zane which they do!!

i would say everyone is visibly weirded out and freaked out by her android nature, but she doesn't let it bother her. she sees her existence as a point of major pride. Zane doesn't outwardly react to her appearance, seemingly neutral on it.

Pixal, with pride: i am the worlds first android. i am the most advanced technological being on ninjago!

zane, thinking: oh she is going to be very mad

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Bronze Is Better Than Gold Part 5

Warnings - gun violence. gun violence, scenes of sexual assault

Lucy stared at the dark liquid, bleeding into the concrete pavement, she bent down to touch it, the temperature was still warm.

She pulled out her phone from her pocket, she went straight to Ona’s name, pressing on the call button, the familiar sound of the dial chimed loudly in her ear. She looked back at the empty paper cups on the floor. She could feel that something wasn't right, she could feel it in her bones. 

The ringing continued.

She looked back and forth around the wall, hoping to see something that would give her an indication of what happened, why Ona wasn't sitting in her spot like she always did. The dial tone kept ringing in her ear, she could feel her skin start to sweat. 

Suddenly the ringing stopped. 

“Ona-”

“You have reached the voicemail of the caller you are trying to reach, please leave a message after the tone.” The robotic tone called out.

Lucy hung up. Why isn't Ona here? She glanced up at the Spaniards building, the memories of them together only a few hours ago was still fresh in her mind. She didn't want to overthink the situation. Maybe Ona spilt the coffee on herself and she went back in to change? Or maybe-

The older brunette's thoughts were cut off as her phone started to ring, she looked at the screen. Her face scrunched in confusion as an unknown number appeared on the phone. Dread filled her stomach.

She tapped the green button to answer, but she kept quiet. 

The line was still, Lucy could just make out a quiet breathing on the other end. It sent an eerie feeling through her body. She then heard a russell and then a thud. 

“What's wrong, pig? Can’t you speak?” A man's rough voice barked through the phone.

“Who is this?” 

“Doesn’t matter. I got your little girlfriend with me, that’s all that matters.” 

Lucy’s stomach lurched.

“What do you want?” 

“I want my brother out.” 

That's when the penny dropped.

“Slims?” 

“Get my fucking brother out or she’s dead!”

Lucy went silent. She couldn’t respond, not with what she really wanted to say. 

“You know that’s not possible.” 

Lucy flinched as she heard a muffled scream. It was Ona. 

“Hear that, pig? I like the way your girlfriend screams.”

Lucy's stomach twisted. The fear that sunk through her body was chilling. How was this happening?

“Don’t you fucking dare!” She gritted through her teeth. 

“Got your attention now? If you don’t get him out she’s dead. And it wont be fucking quick. I’ll have my fun with her first.” Slims gave out a dirty chuckle. 

“You dare hurt her-”

Another chilling scream ran through the phone.

Lucy kept her mouth shut.

“Getting it now? Get him out.”

The line went dead. Lucy's heart either stopped beating or was running at a thousand beats per minute. She felt the bile ooze up her throat and out of her mouth. She coughed as the acid from vomit burnt her throat. She took a deep breath as she wiped her lip with her sleeve.

The brunette ran to her car, starting up the engine as quickly as she could. She held the steering wheel with one hand and her phone in the other, dialling the first person she thought of.

“Sarina speaking.” 

“Sarina, it's Ona… she's been taken. They fucking have her!”

“What? Who has her?” 

“Slims, that fucking…He didn't die. He-he has her, he's threatening to kill her, if we don't free his brother- Get out the fucking way!” Lucy slammed her hand down on her horn blaring the sound at a driver who was driving too slow for her right now.

“Okay, listen to me Lucy. Don’t do anything hasty, come straight here. We will find her. Come to the office.” 

Lucy hung up her phone, dashing it to the passenger side. She didn't want to listen to Sarina, but she knew she would only be driving aimlessly around the city, she didn't have any kind of leads on where Ona was. So, she zoomed past cars that beeped at her dangerous driving, but she couldn't hear them, all she could hear was the chilling sound of Ona’s screams.

It felt like hours before she got to the office, she just about parked her car before she sprinted into the building. She could already tell the news had got out as she felt her colleagues' eyes on her as she marched through the building. 

“Bronze!” 

Lucy turned her head to find Jill jogging up to her. She could tell by the look on her face that she already knew.

“Sarina’s upstairs. Everyones been told to go to the meeting room.”

Lucy nodded, not trusting herself to speak. 

Lucy followed the taller women into the meeting room, the majority of the team were already there, Sarina was at the head of the table ready to give out orders. The look on each member of the team's face was either determined and focused or down right scared. 

Lucy felt like both.

Sarina spotted Jill and Lucy.

“Lucy, you got a call from Slims?” Sarina asked.

Lucy nodded.

“Okay, give your phone to LJ, she will try and pick up the coordinates from the phone.” 

Lucy nodded, she brought out her phone and gave it to LJ. The young agent squeezed Lucy's shoulder as she left the room, though the older brunette had just about felt her touch.

Sarina cleared her throat, getting the attention of the room. “As most of you know, Ona has been taken hostage. This morning Lucy got a call from Slims, he wants his brother out of prison in exchange for Ona. We know that's not possible, we need to work closely as a team to safely return her. I need everyone to do their jobs and remember to keep a cool head.”

Lucy felt Sarinas eyes on her with that last sentence. 

“Do we have any leads? Can we question any of the gang members that worked with Slims?” The Dutch woman asked.

“We had a few guys that we didn't have enough evidence to lock up, they definitely worked with Slims. They might not talk, but we can try them.” Jordan answered 

“Okay, Jordan and Demi you go and question them, be forceful if you have to. But keep it calm. Millie you take your team with you, I want a squad car to follow them in case they need back up.”

“Yes, ma'am.” The girls jumped to their feet and made their way to leave, each girl gave Lucy a quick nod or a quick squeeze of the arm or hand, but she couldn’t bring herself to acknowledge them. She was in a deep state of fear, she felt like all her senses were shutting down. 

“I know this is a long shot but have we tried to track Ona’s phone?” Chloe asked.

The room fell silent.

“Surely they would have got rid of it, they can't be that stupid?” Jill scoffed.

“Do it. Track her phone.” Lucy ordered. 

Everyone turned to the voice in the room, finally Lucy had woken up.

“I’ll get LJ on it.” Chloe nodded.

Sarina eyed the dark haired girl, she was worried that Lucy hadn’t said much.

“Jill, once we have a lead I’ll need you with the firearm squad.”

“Yes, ma'am.” 

Sarina nodded, thinking to herself. “I’m going to contact other branches, it would be good to have more eyes and ears on this. I need to contact the next of kin.”

Lucy felt her stomach twist, she had no clue who Ona's next of kin was, maybe it was her parents? Or was it her friends? How would they react to this?

“Lucy, I want you to check CCTV. Travel to Ona’s house and see if you can get any leads from shops, houses, street cameras. Alex you take a squad car and see if anyone has seen or heard anything around the area.”

“Yes, ma'am.” Alex left the room as quickly as she could. 

But Lucy didn't move, she didn't like that idea, she wanted to get Ona, now, not look around at shop corners. 

“Jess, take the K9’s try and see if they can get a scent. Tail Lucy.”

“Yes, ma'am.” 

“I’ll go with Demi and Jordan to question the leads.” Lucy stated.

Sarina eyed the girl thoughtfully. “No, I don’t need you losing your head. I need you calm, Lucy.”

“I am calm! I don’t want to be fucking around looking for camera footage when we can go straight to the pricks and get information.” Lucy's voice started to rise.

“Lucy, I know you’re upset but-” 

“No! I’m not upset, I’m fucking angry! These fucking bastards have found out where Ona lives and fucking abducted her! God knows if she's okay, she might not even be alive! But you want me to look at fucking camera footage!.” Lucy was fully shouting now.

Sarina stared at the brunette, she understood Lucy's anger, but this is exactly why she didn't want her out with potential leads, her anger would only make things worse.

“That's an order, Bronze.”

“Lucy-” Jill tried to pull Lucy away, but Lucy pulled her arm back.

“You’re a fucking joke!” Lucy shouted, while she pointed at her superior.

Lucy stormed out of the meeting room, slamming the door behind her. The brunette rushed through the building's office, ignoring the questioning looks from her team. She sprinted to her car as the rain came down hard, her breath was ragged with rage by the time she got to her car.

Lucy gripped the steering wheel as she tried to control her breathing. She felt the tears threaten to fall but she shook her head in protest, fighting with herself.

“Fuck.” She shouted, leaning her head on the wheel.

The brunette stayed there for a minute, breathing deeply. Just before she put the car in gear the passenger side door opened.

“Wait, don’t go yet!” Jill jumped into the passenger seat, her hair and clothes soaked from the heavy rain. She looked over at Lucy, a concerning look on her face.

The outburst from Lucy was completely out of character, she wasn’t someone who would question her superior, she had nothing but respect for Sarina. And Sarina knew that, it's why she had moved up to a DC quicker than most, her work ethic was like no other. Sarina had it in her mind that Lucy would be the one to take her role the day she retires, but Sarina could see the anger in Lucy, this job was clearly hitting too close to home for her and she could see she wasn't thinking with her head, but with her heart.

But of course Lucy didn't see it this way and she didn’t like her decision, not one bit. She didn’t feel like she was doing anything helpful, she just felt like she had been given a useless task. She was just angry and honestly she was scared. 

Lucy felt Jill put her hand on her shoulder, squeezing her. Lucy spoke first.

“I can’t believe her. Why won't she let me go.” 

“Come on. You know Sarina’s doing what's best, you might find something that could help find her.”

“What if I don’t? What if she gets hurt, or worse.”

Lucy sighed. She sunk back in her seat, she didn't have the words to describe the fear she felt, not really. She wanted to scream, cry, run or kill.

Jill looked at her friend, not knowing the right words to say, she herself was scared for Ona’s safety, the whole team was, but she could see in Lucy that this wasn't just about a colleague, though right now wasn't the right time to question her on it.

The hand on Lucy's arm squeezed harder.

“We have to. There can’t be any doubts, she’s part of us, she's family, we need to get her back, and we will.”

The brunette nodded, her words lost in her throat.

Lucy bit her lip, she could feel her body going limp, she felt so useless, nothing was in her control. She just wanted to get Ona back, she wanted to feel her in her arms, tell her she was okay, that she was safe, not let anyone hurt her. 

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Ona winced from the aching pain to her eye, she could barely open it, thanks to the rings on Slim's fingers. She tried her best to not show any emotion but in honesty she was petrified. 

The day had started like any other, the only difference was the light spring in her step from her new found relationship with Lucy. Happy wasn’t even close to how she felt, the girl was elated, she was glowing, she was high from happiness. She had felt giddy as she got ready for work, ecstatic to see the older brunette again, even though she had just seen her not even 10 hours before. Not to mention the late night call only 7 hours ago. 

It was still dark when Ona had left her flat, thanks to the gloomy hours of December. She had made her way to the coffee shop where she always got hers and Lucy's morning coffee. She waited in the line like normal, greeted her usual barista like normal. They quickly spoke about Christmas and what she got up to. She walked back to her usual spot on her wall outside her building, just like she always did.

The sky was just starting to lighten when she felt the sharp pain in the back of her head, then everything became dark. 

She woke up to a hard jolt shifting her body. It was difficult to open her eyes, feeling weak when she finally came to. It felt like she was in a dazed dream. She could feel the familiar movements of being in a car. She slowly opened her eyes to see she was in the back of a van. 

Confusion clouded her brain, a stabbing feeling in her head made her wince as the throb bled into her skull. She tried to move, but her wrist was tightly bound behind her back. That's when panic settled in. What was happening?

“Wakey, wakey, sunshine.”

Ona recognised the voice straight away. She turned to see Slims sitting by the doors of the van, glaring at her. 

It felt like she was staring at a ghost. They had assumed he died from the fall. What did he want with her? How did he even find her?

“What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?” He spat.

But Ona didn't reply.

“You and your little dyke girlfriend was huddled together for a while, made me wait 3 fucking days before she left.”

Ona’s stomach dropped, Slims had clearly been following them to know where Ona lived. Neither Lucy or Ona had noticed.

Slims held up Ona’s phone. “What's the pin to your phone, pig? I need to make a call to the other pig.”

Ona ignored him again, only angering the man more. 

Slims chuckled darkly as he rubbed his chin. “Give me the cunting pin.”

Ona just stared at him, not giving the man what he wanted. His next movements were quick, he lept towards her like a crazed beast, making Ona flinch. The girl tried her best to move, but with her arms bound she had nowhere to go. His large rough hands grabbed her ponytail, making her gasp in pain, forcing her already aching head up towards his face. 

“You’re going to tell me the pin to your phone, then you’re going to tell me the name of that cunt that shot me.”

Ona felt rage rise up in her body, not thinking about her next actions, she spat in his already angry face. 

“You fucking little dyke bitch!” Slims lifted his arm, bringing his knuckles down hard against Ona’s eye and cheek, his thick jagged rings catching the soft skin under her eye.

The pain that shot through Onas face was like white hot liquid, for a second she didn't actually know where the pain had started or ended, engulfing all the nerves in her face. When she couldn't open her left eye that's when she realised what happened. She gritted her teeth, trying to firm the pain as much as she could.

“Give me the pin or I'll shoot you right now.” 

Her body went rigid when she felt the cold metal against the side of her head, Ona opened her good eye, the other one already swelling closed. 

“1006.”

Slims typed in the number, opening her phone.

“Now, tell me the name of the bitch that shot me.”

She pressed her lips together, she felt so helpless.

Slims pushed the gun harder against her head, wanting the name.

“L-Lucy.” 

The man looked around the van for his next plan. Ona watched as he found the grey duct tape, ripping some off and pressing it aggressively to her mouth.

Slims went on her contacts finding Lucy. He changed the number to unknown, calling Lucy's phone. Ona could hear the tone dialling, she felt sick, her emotions were everywhere. It was only two rings before the phone was answered but she didn't hear Lucy's voice.

“What's wrong pig? Can’t you speak?” 

“Who is this?” 

Hearing Lucy's voice sent a wave of emotions through her limp body, she wanted so badly to be with her, wrapped up in the safety of her bed, in the safety of Lucy's arms.

“Doesn’t matter. I got your little girlfriend with me, that’s all that matters.” 

“What do you want?”

Ona could hear the fear in Lucy’s voice, it was a foreign sound to her.

“I want my brother out.” 

“Slims?” 

“Get my fucking brother out or she’s dead!”

Ona flinched at the rage in the man's voice, the boom from his words sending a shooting pain to her head.

Ona could hear the pause. 

“You know that’s not possible.” 

Before Ona knew what was happening she was being dragged by her hair, releasing a muffled scream, she would have tried to hold back the noise but the pain in the back of her head made it impossible.

“Hear that pig? I like the way your girlfriend screams.”

Ona winced, she could feel a wet trickle dribbling down her neck, it was more than likely blood from the assault on her head.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” 

“Got your attention now pig? If you don’t get him out she’s dead. And it wont be fucking quick. I’ll have my fun with her first.” 

Slims gave out a dirty chuckle. Ona shivered at his words, she could feel her heart pounding against her ribcage.

“You dare hurt her-”

Ona cried out as Slims pushed her hard, making her back hit the metal tin walls. He grabbed her jacket before she could fall, his face inches from hers, she could smell the cigarette on his breath. The ache that shot through her almost knocked her out, she felt dizzy.

“Getting it now? Get him out.”

Slims hung up the phone, he glared at Ona, the hate in his eyes was evident. He released her clothing, allowing her to fall to the floor, smirking as she groaned from the pain. The man walked back over to the van doors, sitting on a crate.

“Fucking, pigs.” 

Ona closed her eyes, trying her hardest to calm her breathing, she could feel her body shaking uncontrollably. Even though she was trained for hard situations this was something that was completely out of her control. She could only hope her team would help her now.

After 40 minutes the van came to a stop, the engine turning off. The van doors opened, a cold gust of wind hit Ona’s face, making her wince. Slims jumped out of the vehicle, lighting a cigarette. Two more men appeared around the doors, clearly working for Slims.

“Take her inside.” 

Both the men nodded, one jumped in the back and pulled Ona up by her collar, he pushed her forward, wanting her to walk. She slowly walked to the edge of the van, but before she could get down she was kicked in her back. She let out a muffled shriek, not able to stop herself with her arms tied behind her back, she fell face first on the floor. She groaned as her chin took the worst hit, bleeding instantly, the cold rainy air hitting the cut made the sting worse. She could hear the men laughing behind her, her heart was racing with fear.

“Stop fucking about and take her inside!” Slims shouted.

Ona felt herself being lifted roughly, her body was aching, everything felt like it hurt. She looked at her surroundings, they were in the middle of nowhere, it was mostly fields and trees, aside from an abandoned looking storage unit. She was guided to the building, her legs were like jelly as she feared the worst. 

The goons walked her up a flight of metal stairs, Ona looked around with one eye, trying her best to see a place to escape. All she could see were beams of shelving units, but she was shoved in her back. They came to a room with old office equipment inside, the smell of damp and dust consumed her nose.

“I’m going first.” 

Ona heard those chilling words ring into her ears. Before she could stop it she was being pushed towards a desk.

“Take off the tape, I want to hear her.”

The second man ripped the duct tape from Ona’s lips, stinging her skin.

“No! No! Please, stop!” Ona’s voice cracked.

She was pushed forward over the desk. her chest hitting the wood with force, making her gasp loudly. She couldn't stop the tears this time.

“It's a shame she's all beating up, she's got a pretty face. I'd rather look at her while I was inside her, make it romantic.” 

The men laughed loudly at the joke. Ona tried to move but was only pushed further into the desk, constricting her breathing.

“Stop moving.”

She felt her body tense up, every muscle in her body was screaming, she couldn't move, she couldn't even scream, her body felt so weak, she was completely shutting down.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Slim's voice boomed into the room.

The two men turned to their boss.

“Just having a bit of fun, Slims.”

“Fun? Fucking get outside and patrol the area you dumb fucks. She’s the fucking police, do you not think the feds will be hot on her? Get outside, make sure no one followed us.”

Ona felt the pressure come off her body, the two men moving away from her, finally able to take a breath.

“Tie her up first. Fuck!” Slims slammed his palm on the door.

One of the men grabbed Ona’s weak body, moving her towards a metal radiator. Slims threw a bag at his feet. The pig eyed man grabbed some rope from the bag and tied it around Ona’s already restrained wrist, securing her to the metal bars.

The brunette lifted her head up weakly, meeting Slims eyes.

“You better hope she gets my brother out.”

The door slammed behind him, leaving Ona alone. 

She tugged at the restraints around her wrist, again and again, until her skin became red raw. She screamed out into the air, but she knew no one would hear her. Her knees weakly slumped down to the floor, every fibre in her body began to shake. She didn't want to cry, but she could feel her resolve crashing, she felt hopeless.

She began to think about her friends. Her family. Her parents. Lucy. 

She wondered if she would ever see any of her people again. She could feel her heart breaking as she pictured Lucy's face. That's when the tears began to slowly run down her cheeks. 

For the first time in a long time Ona had woken up the happiest she could ever remember being. And in an instant it all came crashing down. Now she didn't even know if she would live through the night.

She closed her eyes, hoping to wake up from this nightmare. The pain in her head started to throb as she fell in and out of consciousness.

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“Okay no worries, thanks anyways.” 

A deep sigh escaped Lucy's lips as another door closed in her face. 

It was maybe the 50th house that she had knocked at, questioning any homeowner that would answer to her. Seen as it was the middle of the day not many people were in, more than likely at work, or the ones that did answer hadn’t seen or heard anything, giving Lucy no leads. 

She had already tirelessly roamed the high street, enquiring shop workers if they had any CCTV footage of the street view, just like her superior had asked. Only 2 of the 16 shops she had questioned had footage she was able to watch on site. Though, the footage she did watch didn’t show anything suspicious. The rest were either not able to give her the footage till the end of the week or simply didn't have any ideas on how to show her.  

She climbed into her car, the rain was coming down hard now, hammering on the roof above her head. Lucy felt weak. Her mind had been all over the place, she hadn't been able to think straight since this morning. But how could she? Ona was gone, she was in the hands of a dangerous criminal. 

So many questions filled the brunette's head. What was happening to Ona? Where had he taken her? Was she even still alive? Had he realised the demands he wanted were obscene, killing her in the process? Not knowing if she was safe was driving the brunette fucking crazy. 

Surely she was okay? He would have to be stupid to think he could hurt her and get away with it. Even if he killed her, he was found, he'd be going away for life. 

Lucy looked at the time, it was 3pm. She turned on her engine, ready to go question a whole other street of houses. Her radio automatically turned on with the car, just catching the end of a song.

🎵 “Islands in the stream. That is what we are. No one in between” 🎵

Of all the songs that could have played it had to be that one.

Lucy closed her eyes as she remembered the way the Spaniard had completely butchered the song at the Karaoke bar. The poor girl didn’t know the song as well as Lucy, making up the words as she sang, even singing some of the lyrics in Catalan. Lucy was no better, she was as tone-deaf as they came, but she couldn't stop the tears that fell from her eyes as she laughed hard at the shorter brunette, even her abs ached the next day. 

Ona had looked truly stunning that night. Her caramel hair fell perfectly around her face, making the contrast between her milky skin and her beautiful dark freckles pop. Lucy had caught herself staring at her throughout the night, watching as the younger girl laughed and danced. Ona would knowingly catch the older brunette staring, a small smirk twitching in the corners of her mouth before taking a sip of her drink, the twinkle in her brown eyes made Lucy's stomach do flips.

It was so blatantly obvious now. Now that Lucy thought back on it. They had both wanted each other, the signs were there, loud and clear, but they had both been too scared. Well, mostly Lucy had been too scared.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the radio.

“Here’s Charlie with your news.”

“A police woman has been abducted earlier this morning outside her residential home. It's led to believe a known criminal is involved in the abduction of 25 year old Ona Batlle. Chief Constable, Sarina Wiegman has told reporters that ‘she is determined to get Miss Batlle back safely’.” In other news…”

Lucy turned down the radio. Her heart wrenched, Sarina would have had to inform her parents or friends about Ona. Lucy gripped the steering wheel, anger spiked back up through her body. She regretted that day on the bridge, she should have just shot Slims in the head.

She was done waiting around, she put her car into gear and made her way to the destination. The rain continued to pour hard, her wipers working overtime to get rid of the water covering her screen. Her hands were turning white with the pressure of her grip, she had never felt a feeling of rage like it. Not since Sophie. It made her head throb, a tension that grew all over her body, like something was taking over her.

She finally got to the destination, she looked at the building where Slims was known to hide away, it was the same house they had raided before. She jumped out of her car, not caring that she was getting soaked from the rain. She got to the house and pounded on the door, she waited a few minutes until a man opened the door. 

He eyed her up, he knew she was police, going by the disgusted look he gave her .

“I’ve already told your little mates to piss off. I didn't talk to them, so I’m not talking to you.” 

The man tried to shut the door but Lucy wedged her boot in the way.

“Move out the fucking way.” He growled. 

“Where is he?” Lucy was trying her best to be calm.

“Fuck off, how about tha-” Before he could finish his sentence Lucy’s fist was splitting his lip open. 

“Ahhh, fuck!” 

The man let out a yelp, while falling on his arse. The brunette moved inside the door, she quickly scanned the house not seeing anyone else. 

“Where is he? Where’s Slims? You know he's taking her. Where is he?” 

The man spat out a mouth full of blood. “She's probably in a ditch somewhere.” He smiled at Lucy, showing his once white teeth stained red. 

Lucy booted the man in his leg, he let out another yelp.

“Fuck. I don’t know where he is!” 

“Don’t fucking lie!” 

Before Lucy could think she grabbed her hand gun that sat on her waist and aimed it at the man on the floor.

This went against everything Lucy was. The brunette knew what she was doing was completely illegal, nobody in the police force could just waltz into a person's home and start demanding information, let alone assault them. But right now she didn't care, she just wanted answers, she just wanted Ona. 

The man's eyes bulged open, finally looking scared. 

“I swear! I don’t know where he is! I only heard about it today!” 

Lucy cocked her gun.

“No! Please. I don’t know anything!” He started to cry.

“Lucy! Drop the gun.”

Lucy heard Jordans voice, but she didn’t lower her gun.

“Come on Luce. Drop it. He’s not worth it.”

Lucy stared at the man, she watched as his tears rolled down his cheeks, it made her wonder if Ona had cried when she was taken. 

Her finger stroked the metal trigger.

She uncocked her gun and slowly lowereed it, staring at the man 

“That's it. Come on, let's get you home.” Jordan’s voice was gentle as she tried to coax her friend away. The brunette allowed Jordan to monaver her, stepping back from the man sniffling. 

“Come, Luce.” 

They began to walk out the house, both Demi and Jordan had a hand on their friend. 

“Fucking bitches.” The man muttered, still lying on the floor. 

Demi didn't hesitate when she blew a fierce kick between the man's legs.

“Fuuuuuck!!” The man groaned as he rolled on the floor, wailing with his hands between his legs. 

“Sorry, my foot slipped.” Demi smirked as she followed Jordan and Lucy out the door.

“Did you get anything from them? Anything on Ona?” Lucy asked, her voice full of anger.

“No. Nothing.” Jordan shook her head, looking at the floor. 

“Fuck.” Lucy kicked the plastic bins outside the house, she was clearly losing her resolve.

“Demi, you drive my car. I’ll drive Lucy’s back to hers. Follow us.” Jordan threw her keys over to Demi.

“No. I want to go to the office. I want to see if there's been any updates.” 

Jordan wanted to argue but she thought better of it, she nodded. “Okay, but I'm driving.” 

“Fine.” Lucy whispered as she walked around to the passenger seat.

Demi and Jordan shared a concerned look. This wasn't like her, but they understood why. She was clearly going through a rollercoaster of emotions, they just felt as hopeless as her, wanting nothing more than to bring Ona home. They could see it was tearing her apart. The girl looked like she was about to lose it all.

It was silent as Jordan drove them back to the office, other than the sound of the window wipers clearing the relentless rain. She looked over every now and then at Lucy, she sighed as she saw the pain in her friend's face, she looked like she wasn't even there, a shell of the Lucy that she knew, completely lost in her own thoughts. 

She knew Lucy needed to take a break, or even a step back from the case, but she also knew if Lucy wanted something she was going to get it.

“How did you know I was there?”

Jordan jumped at the sudden voice. 

“We spotted you driving past us in the car. I knew you were heading that way, so we followed you. To give you back up… just in case.” 

Jordan flicked her eyes back and forth between Lucy and the road in front.

The brunette nodded, watching the rain drip down the window. She was thankful that they showed up, she wasn't sure if they hadn't, how it could have ended.

“Have you eaten?” The blonde asked.

Lucy shook her head. “I can’t eat.”

Jordan pressed her lips together as she came to a stop at the red traffic lights.

“Luce, you need to take a break. You can’t work like this. Let's get you something to eat, yeah?”

Lucy didn’t respond, she sighed as her thoughts were taken up by Ona.

Jordan drove for a little while more until she pulled over to grab some food for herself and Lucy. 

“Here, eat.” She placed the sandwich packet in Lucy's lap but the girl made no attempt to eat. 

Finally, they arrived at the office. The girls made their way inside, Lucy was praying that she would hear some good news about Ona, or any news.

They gathered in the meeting room, it was quiet, nobody spoke until Sarina walked in, from her face alone Lucy knew it wasn't good.

“I’m going to be straight with you all, there hasn't been any updates with Ona. I wish I could tell you more or even a different circumstance but I can’t. We do have more eyes and ears from other branches. I’m also in talks with the chief of police, who are going to help us further with the case. I think our best bet is to keep doing what we’re doing. Wait to see if Slims gives us any leads. I’ve also informed Ona’s loved ones about the situation.” 

The room was silent. Lucy could feel a few eyes on her, but she kept her gaze down.

“You’re dismissed, but please keep your phones with you in case I need to call you in. We will have an overnight team keeping an eye on any leads that may come through.”

The room started to slowly empty.

“Bronze, a word.” 

Lucy nodded, she knew Sarina was going to pull her up for her outburst earlier but she didn't care, she had nothing in her to care.

The blonde women eyed the younger girl as it became only them left.

“I’m so sorry this has happened, Lucy.” 

Lucy looked at her superior.

“I know you and Ona are close, maybe closer than just partners. So, I can’t imagine how you're feeling, but I need your head straight, Bronze, not for me, but for Ona.”

Lucy knew she was right, but words were so much easier said than done.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to-”

“Stop. It's nothing.” She smiled softly at the brunette.

“Go home. Eat, shower, sleep. I need you ready in case anything comes up.”

“Yeah, I'll try.” Lucy gave a sad smile.

The older woman wanted to assure Lucy that it was all going to be okay, that Ona was going to come back, but she knew she couldn't promise that.

The older woman patted Lucy on the back, walking out with her.

Lucy drove home, though she didn't remember doing it. She walked inside her house, but it didn't feel like hers. She looked at her phone, she had countless missed calls from her mum, dad and brother, they had obviously seen the news, but she had nothing in her to speak to them, she couldn’t. 

She slowly walked over to her front room slumping on the sofa, it felt like her body was made of lead. Her muscles and bones ached, but from what? She hadn't done anything, but the pain in her body swept over her all the same.

She felt like she was sinking, like her chest was  filling with sand, her rib cage becoming tighter with each breath she desperately tried to take, but never getting the air that she needed. She grabbed the closest pillow that she could, squeezing it to her chest, trying to feel herself, ground herself. She felt like she was in a hot fever dream, maybe she was? Maybe this was all just a nightmare and she hadn't woken up yet.

Maybe she was still in bed with Ona, stroking her naked back, smiling as the smaller girl giggled from Lucy's touch. Laughing as Lucy grabbed her in a tight hug, both their naked bodies warm against the other. 

Maybe she would wake up and they were at her parents house, laughing at Lucy's baby pictures. Maybe if she woke up she would be at that Spanish restaurant that Ona liked, finding out more things about the younger brunette. 

If only she could wake up and see Ona’s freckled morning face again, her fingers tangled in her hair as she made love to her over and over again. Her heart pounding as Ona barely whispered her name as she coaxed her to another orgasm, her legs shaking around her waist as they lost themselves in each other.

Lucy screamed into the pillow, it hurt. The tears then followed, the tears were blinding, she couldn't see, she couldnt breath. She screamed again, this time she definitely ripped something, but she didn't care. Her mind kept going blank, her head felt heavy, like she wasn't even able to hold it up, it felt like everything was shutting down. Her lungs, her eyes, her brain, her thoughts, it all felt too hard for her body to take. 

She woke up a couple hours later, she didn't even realise she had fallen asleep, she must have passed out. The pain in her head ached, it felt like she was hungover, her throat was dry, a metallic taste rose up her throat, her stomach was in knots and her hands were shaky. She forced herself to the kitchen, but she couldn't bring herself to eat. She showered, but for at least 10 minutes she just stood there, the luke water hitting her skin. 

As it got later Lucy tried to sleep. She laid in her bed, she closed her eyes, trying her hardest for her body and mind to rest. But of course it was no use. She tossed and turned in her bed. Her head was all over the place, all she could think about was Ona, her screams were cemented in her brain. She felt sick again. She needed air.

Lucy found herself driving around the city of London. The usually busy streets were a ghost town apart from the odd night dweller, or the bin people collecting the mountains of rubbish from the bars and pubs. She drove over tower bridge, taking in the bright lights of the city. It reminded her of the night she took Ona to the spot by the river, when it was her first week at the firm. She could still see Ona’s bright brown eyes twinkling as she took in the sight. 

Before she knew it she was parked outside the office. She glared at the grey building, the sky becoming a little lighter as the sun began to rise, the birds singing their morning songs. She walked up the steps, letting out a deep sigh. She didn’t know why she came here, it was like she was on autopilot. She knew she didn’t want to go home, maybe being here felt closer to Ona. 

She walked through the dark office space, she spotted LJ sitting at a computer, the bright glow from the screen on her face, she looked tired. 

“Hey, Luce.” She whispered. 

“Hey.” 

LJ didn’t seem shocked to see Lucy, it wasn’t the first time Lucy had slinked into the office when she couldn’t sleep. The older brunette was glad she didn’t question her on it.

Lucy leaned next to LJ, looking over the screens. The younger brunette was watching over any footage in the proximity of Ona’s house, looking for any vehicles or activity that looked suspicious. There was also a smaller screen to track Ona’s phone, the last place being tracked wasn’t far from her home, but since the last call they hadn’t been able to trace it again. 

“Any updates?” 

LJ sighed as she leaned back, Lucy heard a few of her bones cracking at her movements. 

“No, nothing. Well, one black van. I followed camera footage until it no longer was being picked up. I ran the number plate and now I'm waiting for the van company to get back to me.”

Lucy nodded. She walked over to her desk, her hand gently gripping Ona’s chair. She smiled to herself at how neat the Spaniards desk was compared to her own. 

She let out a deep sigh as she sat at her computer, opening up the files on the case that involved Slims. Half an hour later she was scrolling through the names of the men that were connected with the case. She wondered if she could find their properties and ‘question’ them. 

The older brunette stared out the window, the sun was just staring to make the clouds orange. The streets of London starting to wake again, 

She heard LJ groan and stretch from across the room, tiredly getting up from her desk, and heading to the toilet. Lucy gave out her own yawn, and made her way to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. She put the kettle on and instantly zoned out, staring at the water as it began to boil through the glass. Her bitten finger tips unconsciously migrated to her mouth, biting the already bloody nail beds. The brunette was in her own world, lost in thought, once again feeling hopeless. Feeling sick.

Ona of course clouded her brain, she wondered if the girl was okay, she wondered if she had been fed, she wondered if she had been left somewhere, had she been hurt? Or worse. She felt her eyes pricking with heat again, threatening to let her tears spill over. 

The high pitched screeching sound of the kettle started ringing in her ears, bringing her back to the present. 

The kettle came to the end of the boil, the bubbles slowly calming down to a simmer. She looked up as she faintly heard the sounds of what sounded like the office phone ringing but then ended. She continued to make herself and Lauren a cup of coffee. 

The younger brunette was still away from her desk as Lucy placed the hot mug on her coaster, that's when her eye caught the red dot, blinking on the screen. 

It was Ona’s phone.

Her heart jumped in her throat, the small red dot was flashing across the map. She pressed a couple of buttons and was given the address. She could tell the location wasn't the city, it was easily a 40 minute drive, maybe 30 if she rushed and used her police lights through the town. She hurriedly took her phone out of her pocket, taking a picture of the location. 

She grabbed her jacket as she ran out of the building, but not before she stopped at the armoury room.

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Wayne and Kathy Harris

Wayne Nelson Harris was born in 1948, making him 77 years old in 2025, 51 years old in 1999, and 33 years old in 1981, when Eric was born.

He worked in the U.S Air Force in aircraft maintenance. Eric wrote about his family moving often, because of his father's job. They lived in Kansas, New York, Michigan, and Ohio before settling in Colorado in July of 1993. After he retired, he worked in civil aviation as a transport pilot for private companies.

Katherine "Kathy" Ann Harris (neé Poole) was born in 1950, making her 75 years old in 2025, 49 years old in 1999, and 31 years old in 1981, when Eric was born.

She worked as a homemaker for much of Eric's childhood, though in later years she worked in a food and catering service. She was described as social, organized and involved in her son's schooling.

Eric's older brother, Kevin Harris, was born in 1978, making him 47 years old in 2025, 21 years old in 1999, and 3 years old in 1981, when Eric was born.

Unlike Dylan's older brother, Byron Klebold, Kevin has never made public statements regarding Columbine. There are no known accounts or interviews from people who knew him personally.

The Harris family seems to have been structured and partly strict, likely influenced by Wayne's background. Wayne seemed to have been involved in the upbringing of his sons, spending time with them often. His mother was seen as relaxed, more emotional than his father.

In elementary school, his parents would show for parent-teacher conferences, and Kathy would help the class with events.

Kris Otten, a childhood friend of Eric's, would sleep over at their house, saying, "It was a real comforting house. Everything was neat and organized."

In April of 1993, while living in Plattsburgh, Eric was drafted for a little league team, and his coach thought he was talented. Wayne and Kathy would attend both games and practices.

Wayne was aware of Eric's troubled behaviour, having kept notes on him, most likely regarding his rebellious behaviour. Eric went to Ken Caryl Middle School, where he would later meet Dylan Klebold in the 7th grade.

During his early adolescence, he was prescribed a mood stabilizer called Luvox. He may have taken this for better management of thoughts and emotions. Before he was prescribed Luvox, he took Zoloft for a brief time period. Eric's medical records indicate, "possible depression, minimal depressive symptoms."

Luvox and Zoloft (Fluvoxamine and Sertraline) are both SSRI, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors. After his first prescription in April 1998, it was upped just a month later, and upped again a month after that, in early July of the same year.

He stated in one of the tapes, "When I don't take my medication, it makes me angry. It's working."

Eric's entry on 4/21/98:

"My doctor wants to put me on medication to stop thinking about so many things and to stop getting angry. well, I think that anyone who doesn't think like me is just bullshitting themselves. try it sometime if you think you are worthy, which you probably will you little shits, drop all your beliefs and views and ideas that have been burned into your head and try to think about why your here. but I bet most of you fuckers cant even think that deep, so that is why you must die. how dare you think that I and you are part of the same species when we are sooooooo different. you aren't human you are a Robot. you don't take advantage of your capabilities given to you at birth. you just drop them and hop onto the boat and head down the stream of life with all the other fuckers of your type. well god damnit I wont be a part of it! I have thought to much, realized to much, found out to much, and I am to self aware to just stop what am thinking and go back to society because what I do and think isn't "right" or "morally accepted" NO, NO, NO, God Fucking damnit NO! I will sooner die than betray my own thoughts. but before I leave this worthless place, I will kill who ever I deem unfit."

Kathy Harris made a 9-1-1 call on the day of the shooting, the call is sealed and has never been released. Wayne and Kathy were sued by multiple families of the victims, but settled in 2003 under confidential terms.