#son of a coma guy my beloved

[preacherboyd]

House M.D. | 3x07 Son of a Coma Guy

[jtownraindancer]

scribbling out some stuff for my coma!dream fic and so far it's mostly buck angrily following around Not-Bobby like:

[fictional-orphan-smackdown]

ROBIN VS. ROBIN, GO!

All propaganda and what each competitor is from under the cut

Dick Grayson (DC Comincs)

So a bunch of Robins are orphans or orphan adjacent but Dick has the strongest case in his birth parents, whom he was raised by, being very very dead. The kind of orphanhood that sticks in the characterization marrow. Plus in some versions he was carted off to the orphanage and everything, starting his "what if I fist-fought my parents' killer myself" arc early until Bruce ultimately decided to pluck him off his warpath and adopt him.

Dick Grayson is truly the orphan of all time not only is he the ward of another famous orphan (batman) but he really was able to surpass his mentor after being orphaned and used that anger towards his parents death to immediately start fighting crime under the Robin Moniker. The other orphans in dc wish they could do it like him. Plus his name is Dick which is objectively funny.

Dressing like a stoplight and kicking people in the face under a bat furry's direction was the MORE reasonable coping strategy than his original plan. Of singlehandedly taking down the entire mafia even though he was a baby.

Think Batman had issues? Well, consider what happens is he raises his mini-me. This guy is waaaayy too tactically driven and ambitious for a thirteen-year-old. And awesome. And the adult version is —- somebody append a photo.

Okay I submitted Bruce Wayne but like I can’t not submit my beloved boy as well! Anyway his parents have the nebulous honor of being so fucking dead, like literally never coming back to life ever. They died in that circus and the only time I can possibly think of them as ‘coming back’ in any way is in Darkest Night, where there were zombies everywhere. So even when they return to the story they’re still fucking dead! Anyway Dick is like super orphaned, I love him but you look at him and you know his parents are dead.

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Trust me bro

Tim Drake (DC Comics)

An early reader-insert character, Tim had all the traits the average comics fan at the time wanted: money, martial arts skills, cool skateboard tricks, lots of girlfriends, secret knowledge about Batman and Robin. He volunteered to be Robin, because what comics fan wouldn't in his place? Continuing to be relatable, he's now bisexual, depressed, and living in a crappy apartment. Which is also a boat, because comics readers think it would be cool to live in a houseboat.

His biological mother, Janet Drake, was murdered in the carribean. In the same attack his biological father was hospitalized for injuries and in a coma. Janey Drake was buried on Christmas Eve. During the period that Jack Drake (his biological father) was in a coma he was temporarily under the care of Bruce Wayne. When Jack got out of the coma he was confined to a wheelchair while he went through physical therapy. He would meet his future second wife, Dana Winters through the physical therapy. The two would get married later, Tim having a good relationship with Dana. Her mediating between the father and son during some of the misunderstandings. Jack would find out that Tim was Robin, then realize Bruce Wayne was Batman, threaten Bruce with a gun, and order Tim to quit being Robin. Though later, Tim would get approval from his father to be Robin again and the two would start improving their father son relationship. During the event of identity crisis Tim's indenture would be at stake and Captian Boomerrang would break into the Drake's house and murder Jack just as Tim arrived. Tim having heard his last words over Comms. His stepmother Dana Winters would be hospitalized in Bludhaven for the mental trauma this inflicted on her, and would soon find herself a victim when Bludhaven was bombed/nuked. Tim would then be adopted by Bruce. Though in 2008 Bruce would be supposedly killed by an Omega Beam, leaving 17 year old Tim as a three times over orphan. Though Tim didn't believe Bruce to actually be dead, but lost in the timestream and would go on a Brucequest to get him back. On this trip he would lose his spleen, and nearly die multiple times.

Doomed by the narrative to become an orphan. Tim had a good thing going for a while, but after he started getting involved with the Bats, his life went downhill from there. He became Robin on the day of his mother's funeral. (I should note that the racism I mentioned in her cause of death is that the person who kills her is an awful racist caricature, NOT that she's canonically a POC.) From there, he spent a while balancing Batman (mentor) and his biological father (who was rendered comatose in the incident that killed his mother, but woke up not long after). Both the Robins that came before him were orphaned. As one Tumblr user put it: while Tim Drake managed to beat the odds and remain not an orphan, eventually, the writers succumbed to the calls of orphanhood. His father dies after he finds out Tim's identity, and it is because he knows the secret that he is ultimately targeted and dies. In the aftermath, Tim attempts to get revenge by assassinating the culprit, but ultimately is unable to betray his personal values and go through with it. He has one of the more realistic parent-child relationships among the Bats because it is down to earth in spite of the eventual doom. Really, it comes down to this: Robin isn't just Batman's sidekick, he's Batman's child. And that meant it was only a matter of. time before Tim Drake was orphaned

[anachronistic-falsehood]

WHSIKEY. bustimg into ur inbox kicking down the door etc. im sorry u r having a bad week !!!! i hope it gets better sooner rather than later but just know it WILL get better eventually i promise . if u r feeling up to it. 🎟 << free pass 2 tell me about the qsmp youre obsessing over the most rn (i have seen . the bald guy with the scar multiple times. and the name fitpac (i think?) who is he. or just the classic catboy cannibal)

MACCCC MY BELOVED MAC MY FRIEND HELLO!!! it WILL get better i am lookin for places to live outside of this town and finding a job wherever i go can WAIT. first step is moving out!!! then FUCK IT WE BALL

@stuck-in-the-ghost-zone listen i NEED u to read this. bc OH MY GOD MAC u don't know how hilarious it is that u think fitpac is one person’s name. oh my god. the bald guy's name is FitMC and he is from 2b2t and he is an anarchist. and u know the guy who got his leg eaten by my beloved catboy???? his name is PacTW!!! and their ship name is fitpac and their characters are seen together like 90% of the time when theyre both online THEY TRULY ARE INSEPARABLE AT THIS POINT IT'S INSANE!!! the ccs are super fun to watch and the characters are so silly and i love them :3 qfit is on a mission to collect player data on the island and send it to his contractor back in 2b2t but he got distracted by Being Gay with pac and they've had this slowburn romance going on like since july i think?? i started watching in august so idk everything but they have been flirting for a long time, and considering cellbit got married to roier like two months after they met, fitpac feels like the slowest of slowburns EVER. WE ARE SUFFERING!!! BUTTTTT qfit recently said that he was going to TALK TO PAC ABOUT HIS FEELINGS next time pac is online and we are ECSTATIC mac!!! qfit's son is personally pouring gasoline on the slowburn. ramon number one fitpac wingman. the slowburn is a bonfire now. we are moving forward. hoping for a spring wedding!!!

fit's solo lore is really fucking cool too though, like his whole thing with his contractor from 2b, and he's immune to this kind of dark matter infection that's been spreading across the island and we don't know how, and HE'S SO INTERESTING I WANNA SQUISH HIM LIKE A STRESS TOY!!! he also has actively said that he doesn't care if he himself dies, but his son wants him alive so he will stay for ramon. FUCKED UP!!! also pac's lore is really cool, his history with cellbit is forever going to be my most favourite thing to think about!!! he recently saw cellbit again and cellbit called him queridinho [sweetie/darling in portuguese] and stabbed him with a machete while pac was crying and shaking like a wet rat BUT HE WAS SO BRAVE FOR BEING THERE AT ALL AND NOT RUNNING AWAY I LOVE MY SAD LITTLE MISERABLE RAT BOY <3 his platonic soulmate Mike recently woke up from a cocaine induced coma (don't ask) so i'm very excited to see them reunite :3

[itooaminthisepisode]

episode that you love?

im only on season four but i've got a couple of faves so far:

1x21 'three stories': it's practically law that i have to include this. absolute classic of an episode. i love the format, i love the backstory we get, and i especially love the med students!! they were fun and i hope they come back at some point. probably not but im still holding out hope. teacher!house was great to see too, and the deep-dive into his backstory is so delightfully painful and heart-wrenching,,, oughgh

2x07 'hunting': very fun episode!! "what, because you're a closet case?" absolutely killed me the first time i watched it. get their asses lmao. also we get to see steve mcqueen (my beloved <3) and cameron on meth - fun times!

2x15 'clueless' and 2x16 'safe': mainly for the hilson roommates subplot tbf, but the cases were interesting too! these eps also had a lot of funny moments, like wilson sawing through house's cane and the whole tick debacle lmao

3x02 'cane & able': where do i start with this one. first of all the awful cgi hallucinations were fucking hilarious, i was so fucking confused tho. like the whole time i was just going helllo???? aliens????? great stuff. the rest case itself was really fun too!! and this is the one where we get the infamous "i was worried that your wings would melt" speech. oughghgh top tier content right there.

3x04 'lines in the sand': controversial take right here. this is the infamous autism episode. the way they handled it was. well. it was 2006. so. the case itself was interesting too, but the main highlight for me is the autistic house moments <3 and look. i KNOW wilson says house doesn't actually have autism. but MASKING EXISTS, WILSON!! you can pry this headcanon out of my cold dead hands. i support autism rights but i also support autism wrongs or however the meme goes. more people should get to be autistic and jerks i think <3 (saying all this as a guy who most likely has autism btw. i havent got an official diagnosis but uhhhh yeah it's Likely.)

3x07 'son of coma guy': hilson road trip! plus coma guy ig. but mainly hilson road trip :) i love them.

4x02 'the right stuff': i love love love the whole gameshow-esque thing house starts. we get to see some great characters (amber! kutner! dobson my beloved!!!!), and it's just all round a bit of fun. love it.

4x05 'mirror mirror': another fun one!! the mirror syndrome guy gives us a lot of fun insights into the applicant's personalities, i thought that was a really fun way of showing it rather than have a million expositions about each of them lol. also the banter was fun this episode, especially between house, wilson and cuddy. also we find out that wilson is more dominant than house and that kutner's a masochist. great fuel for fic writers. fun!

4x12 'don't ever change': ohohhoo i love this one. the case was alright but the best bit abt it imo was the house, wilson and amber dynamic. i love this trio so fucking much you don't understand,,, i honestly think we should've got poly wilson/amber/house. just think abt it... house and amber friendly rivalry... teaming up to bully wilson... and also amber and wilson bullying house together... would it be a little dysfunctional? yes. but that's to be expected in this show lmao. idk why this turned into a pitch for these three i just love them very very much <3

4x13 'no more mr. nice guy': again for the wilson/amber/house dynamic. this one is very fun i love their custody dispute over wilson, and the dog analogy was very funny to me. and cuddy making house and amber do coma patient duty lmao. AND bisexual thirteen!! love her <3

i haven't actually gotten to the last couple episodes of s4 yet because uhhhh Bad Things Happen and i am delaying the inevitable. send help. but i am sure they are very good and will probably make this list once i get around to watching them!

honourable mentions include 2x13 'skin deep' (purely for the scene where house is in the mri machine and wilson pretends to be god lol), 3x22 'resignation' (for the wilson on amphetamines scene. "i'm not on antidepressants, i'm on speeeeeeeed!" gets me every fucking time) and 4x01 'alone' (house and wilson prank war!!!)

soooo yeah those are my favourites :) and i'm sure there'll be a lot more once i finish the rest of the show but like i said i am Procrastinating lmao

thanks for the ask my friend!

[renecdote]

Aight dude I have to know who are those gayass firefighters you keep putting on my dash. I don't have a problem with it but I am BAFFLED by the plot I was like "surely it's a procedural" but some guy is in a coma (?) and he has... a son? And I keep seeing the angstiest gif sets dude what is this show

lmao 9-1-1 is a procedural, the characters just have a very tight grip on the fandom's hearts and none of us are normal about it which leads to a LOT of angsty gifsets. there was a coma episode, as well as heaps of other crazy episodes (tsunami my beloved <3), and buck is not officially christopher's dad but yeah he is very much in love with his best friend and they're raising a son together....

[dontmindme-imjustfangirlin]

no, because - eddie couldn't be there.

people have already talked about how not having eddie present in the coma dream was intentional, and how loud his absence was, and i think they're right! what i want to yes-and is the fact that it's loud because we, the viewer, make it loud.

because we spend the entire episode in buck's head - i mean yes, obviously - but the weird, off-balance camera angles and lighting and close-ups show that we're more than just watching as outside observers. we're literally watching what's happening through buck's eyes as he experiences his dream nightmare. the angles give the viewer the same vertigo buck feels; the close-ups show how wrongwrongwrong it is when we see people who are alive but shouldn't be (doug, that fucker), or strangers when they are not (chim and hen). so when the viewer wonders, increasingly, over the episode, where eddie is, i think we're supposed to extrapolate that that's where buck's mind is, too.

it starts small, like a drumbeat. buck wakes up. daniel teases him for not using a spotter. even in a groggy state, buck knows - i did. i had someone spotting me. someone i trusted had my line. someone who isn't here. someone is missing. who's missing?

the episode goes on. we get to the loft with all the get-well cards and flowers and mentions of kids, because buck loves kids and would be such a good elementary school teacher. but then there's the ferris wheel set, jarringly out of place. he touches it and there's the echoing flashback of water, crushing weight, a little boy screaming his name-

and it's gone.

where's that little boy? where is the person who had his back? everything is amazing and perfect and lovely, and everything is wrong because two people are missing who should be here.

we have the family dinner. everything is good and perfect except it's not, because jee-yun isn't here and doug is alive and oh god, now there's a kid in the middle of that, and in this universe maddie still isn't - may never be - ready or able to leave doug behind.

(and still, in all of that, buck thinks - because we think - something is wrong. something is missing. what's missing?)

and it's not until we get to chim (my beloved <3) that we finally put a name to it. eddie. where is eddie? the angry guy - no, that's not right, he's not supposed to be angry - no, god no, his son, he's not supposed to lose chris, they're supposed to be together, together with-

but then we learn that bobby is gone and the realization that his chosen father is dead without him makes his heart stop. buck needs to keep looking through his dream, because everything is exactly how he always wanted it to be but everything is wrong because maddie is with doug and chim and hen don't know him and bobby is dead and where's eddie, where's chris and eddie?

we get to the hospital. buck wonders if maybe he could stay in this perfect, uncanny world. we see bobby, hardened and mean and addicted the way he never wanted to be. he tells buck, if all you care about is how other people see you, then you haven't learned a damn thing.

(it's not about how other people see him. it's about how buck sees himself. and - importantly - how buck sees other people. more on this in a moment.)

still echoing: where's eddie? where's chris and eddie?

time is running out. buck runs through long, meandering hallways and meets the family he thought he always wanted. he passes chim and he's met maddie and is somehow already working out. it's still wrong - something is still missing - because if everything was so perfect, why is buck so desperate to leave?

(where's eddie? where's chris and eddie?)

little chris in the hallway, when he was supposed to be far away and unreachable in texas. can you help me find my dad?

what perfect, deliberate word choice. can you help me find my dad? find eddie, because you pulled him out of his head and gave him the resources to hold on and never left him to tread water alone? buck would dig through forty feet of mud for him, would crawl under a firetruck towards his broken and bleeding body, would climb into his messed-up head and fucked-up life and put everything to rights because he's the guy who likes to fix things.

and a step beyond - buck realizing, this is chris, but it's not his chris. it's not the boy he's helped raise since he was 7. this is a little boy looking for his dad, and here, in buck's deepest subconscious, i think part of him wonders: can i be that? can i be more than the donor, more than a legal guardian and in case of emergency contact? he's one of the things that's been missing in my supposed dream world - i love him as my own son - can i let him view me as a second dad? the dad he chose like i chose bobby? can i want that?

(can you help me find my dad? where's eddie? where's eddie? WHERE'S EDDIE?)

(because buck woke up in his dream world and knew something was missing from the start.)

there's nothing for you in that room. nobody in there needs you, daniel-buck (doctor buck? mean buck? idk) tells him.

and buck realizes, maybe that's true. maybe they don't. maddie has chim (as if she would ever not need her baby brother). margaret and phillip have each other and their grief and the ghost of their firstborn (though i truly believe, as i think buck does, that losing him would still ruin them. they did the best they could. that doesn't make it better. it just makes it complicated.) he's not going back for them

he's going back for himself. because he wants to live for himself.

(and maybe, he knows there are so many more people than the ones in that room he's going back to. chim and jee-yun and hen and bobby and athena and chris and eddie, eddie, eddie-)

and he smashes the glass. because he's not a teacher. he's a firefighter.

[asoiafandotherbooks]

TWOIAF/Fire & Blood: Maegor's War With The Faith

Warning, Spoilers Ahead…

Maegor has awoken from his coma. Remember the Ghost of High Heart’s quote: “…but when her eyes opened, oh, I woke from terror”? Well, the Faith Militant is soon to feel that same terror.

Cue “No Mister Nice Guy” by Alice Cooper. (Not that Maegor was ever nice).

The king awoke with the rising of the sun. Maegor appeared on the walls of the Red Keep, standing with Alys Harroway and Tyanna of the Tower. He was met with cheers from the population of King’s Landing. The celebration turned to dread when Maegor mounted Balerion and set the Sept of Remembrance (the location of the Warrior’s Sons) ablaze. Archers and spearman waited outside to finish any who escaped the flames.  Seven hundred men died. The annihilation of the King’s Landing Warrior’s Sons marked the downfall of the order. The Warrior’s Sons still retained chapterhouses in Oldtown, Lannisport, Gulltown, and Stoney Sept, but would never regain their former strength.

Maegor’s ability to awaken from a month-long coma and immediately lead an attack on the Warrior’s Faith indicates his recovery was magical in nature. It’s not normal for a man to lay comatose for a month and be able to spring into action within 24 hours of awakening.

Maegor’s first proclamation as king was to order the Poor Fellows to lay down their weapons under penalty of “proscription and death”. When the Poor Fellows ignored his orders, Maegor commanded all leal lords to “take the field and disperse the Faith’s ragged hordes by force”.

The High Septon responded by ordering the “true and pious children of the gods” to take up arms in defense of the Faith and put an end to “the reign of dragons and monsters and abominations”.

The High Septon is giving me Meria Martel flashbacks. The difference being the Faith is provoking the Targaryens instead of the Targaryens’ unprovoked attack on Dorne. The similarity between the High Septon and Meria Martel is that both knew the Targaryens vastly overpowered them, but still committed to their cause, ensuring thousands would die in the process.

The High Septon, the Faith in general, has overstepped. Are incestuous marriages bad? Yes. Should you send thousands of men to die to overthrow the ruling dynasty because of it? No. The Faith gained so much ground because Aenys was an indecisive idiot. Maegor’s attack on the Warrior’s Sons demonstrated that he wasn’t afraid of taking a violent, hardline stand. Maegor’s response was violent but he’s not wrong in ordering the mobs of Poor Fellows to disperse – it’s not good to have mobs of armed individuals roaming the streets.

The High Septon is delusional if he thinks he stands a chance against Maegor. Maegor is not Aenys. He is decisive and not afraid of violence. He might even prefer it.  How does the High Septon think he stands a chance against Balerion/Vhagar when all the Seven Kingdoms failed? Yes, I include Dorne in that count. Did the Targaryens conquer Dorne? No. Did Dorne spend decades recovering from the destruction unleashed on Dorne from the dragons? Yes. At best it’s a draw.

Let’s backtrack to the First Dornish War for a minute. I read a theory a few weeks ago that I loved but it was after I covered the First Dornish War. Near the end of the First Dornish War, Deria Martell arrived in King’s Landing with a letter. Aegon read the letter and ended the war the next day. No one know the letter’s contents as Aegon burned it. The theory speculates that the letter stated Rhaenys survived the crash near the Hellholt but was later killed by Aegon/Visenya during the “Dragon’s Wrath” attack on Dornish castles.

This is one of my favorite ASOIAF theories. It explains why Aegon had such an emotional reaction and promptly ended the Dornish war. Aegon realized he killed his beloved Rhaenys and no longer had the desire to continue the war. Brilliant!

Back to Maegor’s war with the Faith. The battle lines have been drawn, and the commanders have summoned the troops. The first battle was at Stonebridge in the Reach. Six lordly hosts battled nine thousand Poor Fellows led by Wat the Hewer.  The battle was one-sided as Wat’s poor, untrained followers had no chance against the charge of armored knights. The grievous slaughter caused the Mander river to run red for twenty leagues. The town/castle the battle was fought at became known as Bitterbridge. Wat was taken alive but not before slaying Lord Meadows of Grassy Vale, the commander of the king’s host. Wat was delivered to King’s Landing in chains.

Ser Horys Hill led 13,000 Poor Fellows, two hundred mounted Warrior’s Sons from Stoney Sept, the household knights and feudal levies of a dozen rebel lords from the westerlands and riverlands. Lord Rupert “the Fighting Fool”Falwell, Ser Lyonel Lorch, Ser Alyn Terrick, Lord Tristifer Wayn, Lord Jon Lychester were among these knights. The army totaled 20,0000.

King Maegor’s army was similar in size, twice as much armored horse, plus a large contingent of longbowmen. Oh, and a small advantage named Balerion.

The two forces met at the Great Fork of the Blackwater. The battle was savage. The Fighting Fool slew two (unnamed) members of the Kingsguard before being cut down by the Lord of Maidenpool. Big Jon Hogg, fighting for the king, was blinded by a sword slash but still led a charge that broke the lines of the Faithful, and put the Poor Fellows to flight. A rainstorm dampened but did not quench Balerion’s flames as Maegor descended time and again to set his foes aflame. King Maegor’s forces achieved victory by nightfall and the remaining Poor Fellows scattered away in all directions.

Up next, the Faith licks their wounds, Rhaena gives birth, and Maegor takes a third wife.

[nancywheeeler]

📔📖📕?

three fandoms for the price of one!

(more) Ted Lasso:

okay, so one of my all-time favorite 90s movies is The Fully Monty and i think it would be such a fun AU for TL. the movie's themes overlap with a lot of what Ted Lasso's got going on (mental health, insecurity, father/son relationship, and how everything is wrapped up in men's relationship to their masculinity) and some of things Ted Lasso hasn't really addressed (yet) like class and sexuality. Plus stripper Ted! and the rest of our Diamond Dogs fit really well with the other characters (Beard as the best friend, Nate as the younger, insecure guy they help with his self-esteem, Higgins as the one who teaches them how to dance, Roy as the grump who is surprisingly good at dancing (definitely thanks to the yoga moms), throw Jamie in there as the hot guy lol). i could also see it as either Rebecca/Ted (she owns the club where the guys want to put on their strip show) or Trent/Ted (trent discovering what the guys are up to and sticking around to write an article about how the state of immigration affairs is so bad this poor man is putting on a strip show to get money to stay with his son; in this AU, i imagine michelle has a job in the UK). who knows if i'll ever write it but i'm thinking thoughts!

Stranger Things:

i'm going to keep the plot i've tentatively started drafting under wraps for now, but i have sent so many ST fic ideas to the graveyard over the years (rip the Will-centric ready player one AU, my beloved). a recent one that will haunt me for a while is a Station Eleven-inspired post-canon where our gang technically won the war against Vecna / the Upside Down, but it has inadvertently caused the apocalypse. while the rest of our gang has scattered across the country, trying to pick up the pieces of the world, Steve is one of the last holdouts in Hawkins. Meanwhile, Eddie has been traveling around as a wayfaring musician. idk it would be a little western-inspired because i've always loved western aesthetics in the apocalypse (stranger stumbling into town! nature running wild again! outlaws abound!). who knows what the plot would be other than finding a sense of home again. but i love that Station Eleven idea of art surviving the apocalypse and how it fosters community and i don't know!! maybe one day i'll figure out what this rambling would be about.

Dead Poets Society:

to anyone who ever subscribed to me / followed me for DPS, i am so so sorry. i wanna get back on the horse! i'm not sure if this is the plot i'll go for when i do (i once promised a Charlie POV of my good grief series and i do have some scenes of that drafted), but i have been toying with a While You Were Sleeping AU.......just thinking about Neil Perry being "in love" with Jeffrey Anderson who he has never actually spoken to. Accident happens, Jeff's in a coma, his friends and family think Neil is his fiancee, chaos ensues as Neil starts falling for Jeff's brother, Todd instead. This or my 80s The Sure Thing road trip from hell AU.......they compel me!

(Put "📓" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.)

[haunteddelusiontale]

prompts :

Fandoms being written for -

➥ Vikings

➥ Vampire Knight

➥ Black Butler

➥ Naruto

➥ Bleach

➥ Demon Slayer

➥ Devilman Crybaby

➥ Supernatural

➥ Stranger Things

➥ X-Men

➥ Peaky Blinder

➥ Umbrella Academy

➥ Twilight

➥ My Hero Academia

➥ Avengers

Sentences -

1 ➥ "Oh no...our table...it's broken "

2 ➥ "Ew, you're alive"

3 ➥ "Bippity Boppity back the fuck up"

4 ➥ "If I wish to commit suicide I would climb up your ego and jump down to your IQ level"

5 ➥ " Sometimes I wonder who's the smart one here"

6 ➥ "Well if it isn't Big Bird's emo son, I'll be damned"

7 ➥ "If I had a dollar for every time someone called me ugly I would be broke, because honey I'm beautiful"

8 ➥ "If I can't have you no one can"

9 ➥ "You're the cum dumpster your mother should've swallow"

10 ➥ "Falling just like flying, but with the more permanent destination"

11 ➥ "Flex tape stronger than your relationship"

12 ➥ "Older shits teach littler shits the shit elder shits should've taught them"

13 ➥ "Careful who you call a child because you know what that makes you a pedophile and I'll be damned if I sit here and be lectured by a pervert"

14 ➥ "Bold of you to assume I even think"

15 ➥ "You guys are Pros right? Then why does it feel like I'm going against toddlers that barely knows how to walk right"

16 ➥ "Thanks, it's the trauma"

17 ➥ "After all these hands are rated E for everybody"

18 ➥ "Speak for yourself at least I don't have more conversations with the memorial statue than with actual people"

19 ➥ "Being jealous is a disease, get well soon bitch"

20 ➥ " I know I'm handsome but having you stare at me is kind of a turn off"

21 ➥ "Why is Big Bird emo son talking to me?"

22 ➥ "Once I find them I'll build their skin from off their muscles and feed it to the creatures of the forest watching as they drink their blood like holy wine"

23 ➥ " It's heretopaternal superfecundation, mom had a threesome and it got two mistakes instead of one"

24 ➥ "It's the borderline incest for me beloved"

25 ➥ "Now remember walk straight even if you're gay

26 ➥ " Why don't you slip into something more comfortable, like a coma"

27 ➥ " I'm sick you assholes baby me"

28 ➥ "Oh shit he's trying to say something. Quick someone get the Speak-n- Spell"

29 ➥ "He looks like my depression in human form, he looks like he could be my sleep paralysis demon, if depression and anxiety had a child he would be that child"

30 ➥ "You shouldn't talk so big it makes your height look bad"

31 ➥ "Sucking the life out of you guys like depression on a Tuesday"

32 ➥ "My depression maybe vicious but this ass is delicious, stay sluty my friends"

[bellarkeandclintashaandsuch]

Not Me Episode 9 Thoughts:

- Shouldn’t they actually be taking turns watching the guards of the warehouse to learn their patterns and shift changes?

- Well, he definitely knows this isn’t Black. He’d never think Black is afraid of him.

- Wow, they’re really into ears. Should’ve known when White was rubbing Sean’s earlobe last episode.

- Aww, White wants him to know he’s not Black so badly 😩 And Sean’s trying to reassure him 🥺

- Now White’s crying! 😭

- What was that? A button?

- Oh, my gosh White having sex is not what’s gonna wake Black up!

- That’s so awkward

- Oh, no, Black’s crying in his coma!

- All the crack posts were right! 😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣

- Ahh they’re so cute. Black’s gonna be so mad

- Ahh they’re so cute. Black’s gonna be so mad

- My heart’s not beating so loudly. Your’s is! Maybe you should both consider whether that’s normal?

- That was really cute. They asked if the other was okay at the same time 😩🥺

- What, are you gonna start feeling Sean’s pain now?

- I wonder if Sean is waiting for White to admit he’s not Black.

- There’s Sean’s flask. Off to the side.

- Woooow. Yok is willingly entering a police station for you, Dan. I hope you appreciate that.

- I thought his shirt was all wrinkly, but he’s got quilted shoulders

- Man. Yok’s smile is infectious 😃

I’M HERE TO ASK YOU OUT FOR DINNER

- Bring Gram on your date. He’s sad and needs cheering up.

- “I did a background check on you.” “Wow, you’re really into me.” Okay, fellas.

- Oh, no. Not a flashback. This is gonna hurt.

☹️

- Well.

- I’m guessing all those people were right, and that was Sean’s dad…

- But maybe not! Maybe it’s a fake out and they want us to think that? Maybe the guy with the gun was Sean’s dad. Wouldn’t that be a twist! Not one I’d like, but still. Maybe they’re unrelated cases?

- Gumpa’s really everyone’s dad 🥺 Did he let Sean move in after his mom died?

- Gumpa’s actually just raising cultivators.

- Hahaha screaming the whole jump again

- I just wanted to hug you 😂

- Okay, we’re already on part 3. Where’s Gram?

- A nice, clear backup cam for our get away car

- Yok’s mom’s just like, I don’t know this friend 😕

- Yes, Dan! Snatch that cigarette from him! Smoking is bad for you, Yok!

- Tawi having an illegal way to deal with them? I’m shocked.

- Aw, are you gonna be their bodyguard?

- You won’t leave me??!?

- Kiss him!

- He did it! 🥰

- He bit Dan 😂😂😂 Of course he did. And he’s so smug about it 😂

- Gram!

- Oh, no. I forgot this was his storyline this week 🤭

- Bye, Nuch! Miss you!

- Aw, he’s probably been texting “Black” but not getting a response :(

- That sounded an awful lot like, he never cares about me, Gram.

- Good for you, Eugene! Meanwhile, Gram’s over here loving in secret.

- Uh-oh. A car!

- Heart shaped taillights, my beloved.

- They’re already so cute and couply

- Was it not Black who saw? Was it Namo?

- MOM?!? That can’t be good

- This is the first time he’s talked to his mom in 10 years, and she thinks he’s Black 😭

- So the mom knew Black was in the hospital? Interesting.

- I won’t ask us to be mother and son again. Sounds like a good relationship.

- She looks so young

- Gotta go see him before everyone gets confused 😂😂😂

- Oh, so she saw the night before. So could’ve still been Black just now. (Or Gram 👀)

- Aw, Namo :(

- Namo!! 😭😩 I’m glad she has friends there for her 😭

- This is unnecessary for my heart, okay! Is there a Sean twin lurking around for Namo?

- This dance is kinda creepy. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to take from this.

- Is Gram trying to get tips on how to move on, or?

- Oh, now White can just climb up buildings?!

- Ahhhhhh

- Aw, he’s frightened :( Don’t be frightened! He’s your brother! Wow, that must be so strange. He hasn’t seen his own identical twin in 10 years, and even though he’s heard stories about his brother, he’s now faced with someone who shares his face, but he can hardly recognize. He just wants an emotional reconnectin, and instead he gets attacked.

- (Side note, White must’ve been doing a lot of training off screen.)

- Oh, is it? Is it you? I thought it was a surprise third brother.

- 😂 How have you been? Well. 😂 he just woke up from a coma! How do you think he’s been, White?

- Black almost looked scared for a second there during that hug.

- He smacked him! Bad, Black!

- He doesn’t want White in danger :(

- Aw, White looks so heartbroken that Black and their mom stopped talking a long time ago.

- So like… did Black see White kissing Sean or not?

- He’s taking his earrings back right from White’s ears! 😂

- You might want to let him keep those. Sean was sucking on them earlier.

- I know this is very serious, and he’s literally taking his identity back from White. And White is devastated, I’m sure. And probably also feeling guilty for being sad that Black is taking his life back. But also… Black’s just like, gimme those. Those are mine. 😂

- I wonder if Black’s gearing up to go find Gram.

- Yeah, how are you walking around, fighting, and such? You just got out of a weeks or months long coma.

- This is a high-key judgey face! This is Black confirming to himself that his brother is a moron

- Nooo! The Todd is a villain reveal! I hoped this day would never come 😭

- Todd! You can’t go around having your childhood friends beat up just because they’re crushing on other people! And I feel like there were easier ways to keep an eye on Black’s gang than calling White in? Like, Black was their mastermind, and you already neutralized him?

- So what are the odds that it was Gram who saw them kissing? Low, but I’d love/hate it.

- Wait, we didn’t get the “you have a brother” part, did we? Or Black looking through the window? Did I miss those?

- Uh-oh. Dan-Sean showdown next week.

- Ugh. Not another week long wait!

- I just want GramBlack now 😭

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 290: It’s Touya Time

Previously on BnHA: Iida and Hadou showed up like a couple of Pennsylvanias and Georgias to bail Shouto out at the last minute. Ochako and Toga had an exceptionally strange fight which consisted of Toga being all “guess what Ochako, I used your quirk to murder someone, how do you feel about that”, and Ochako being all “I do not like that”, to which Toga was all “:(”. There was some doll-stealing and some bookcase-yeeting, and then Toga left in tears because Ochako was all adamant that murder has consequences. Anyway so I have absolutely no idea what Toga is thinking now, but I guess we’ll have some time to stew on it, because we ended the chapter by cutting back to the Iida+Hadou+Shouto VS Afomura battle, which was interrupted by Gigantomachia and the LoV showing up like a bunch of Floridas to ruin everyone’s nice day.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi hands the mic over to Dabi and is all “take it away, kid.” Over in Room 315 of Musutafu General, Rei is all “may I please watch some TV” and the hospital staff is all “sure”, and so she tunes in just in time to catch Todoroki Touya’s Peabody Award-winning documentary “Number One Hero, Number One Fraud: The Todoroki Enji Story”, which is being broadcast nationwide courtesy of Skeptic and his magic laptop. Meanwhile in Jakku, Dabi is all “I’M TOUYA, BITCHES”, and Shouto and Enji are all, “(゜◇゜ )”, and Dabi is all, “anyway so just to sum it all up, because of how much of a jerk Endeavor was, I am now Evil.” Everyone continues to be all “(ﾟoﾟ)” except for Dabi, who is all “└(˘▾˘┌ )≡ ( ┐˘▾˘)┘≡┗( ˘▾˘)┛≡┏( ˘▾˘)┓≡┗( ˘▾˘)┛” for pretty much the rest of the chapter. Idk. Just let the man have his fun, guys. He’s waited a long time for this.

y’all I have a confession to make. I am technically not spoiled for this chapter thanks to my robustly paranoid system of spoiler-tag-filtering, which is extensive enough that it pretty much will catch whenever someone so much as breathes something even remotely new-chapter-related. that being said, I like to think that I am capable of making basic logical inferences! and so the fact that for the past 36 hours, my dashboard has pretty much nonstop consisted almost entirely of this...

...has led me to conclude that MAYBE, POSSIBLY, PROBABLY, BUT ALSO DEFINITELY, a certain someone is finally going to reveal his ~secret identity~ woop woop. lmao

anyway so everyone, please remember to act surprised though, as we would not want Dabi’s feelings to be hurt at all. he has been planning this moment for the last decade or so and I wouldn’t want him to feel like all of that effort was for naught. so just play along, okay. OH MY, IF IT ISN’T THE LEAGUE OF VILLAINS’ MYSTERIOUS DABI. WHATEVER COULD HIS ARRIVAL POSSIBLY BE HERALDING, I JUST DON’T KNOW

“Dabi’s Dance” lmao. I’m sticking with Touya Time myself. ngl I had this recap title planned out for at least the past year or so. just waiting for that day to finally come

anyway so some people in some building somewhere are all “TURN OFF THE TV IN ROOM 315” and idk. I’m guessing the LoV is hacking the airwaves to livestream the reveal, as predicted

-- oh shit. UHHHHHHHH

did she always have this TV or did she get it just recently?? jfc of all the times for the hospital staff to finally loosen up

um... so that’s... (・＿・；)

well but I mean, she was gonna find out one way or the other at some point though. like you can’t really just keep her locked up and isolated from all news of the outside world forever and ever and ever. granted, this isn’t exactly the ideal way for her to learn this particular bit of information, but it’s not really ideal for anybody else either! EXCEPT DABI, THAT IS. have yourself a day you funky little terrorist

oh shit what is this?? it’s not live???

over in Jakku, a red-faced, sputtering Dabi makes a frantic grab for Skeptic’s laptop. “WAIT, NO, JESUS, NOT THAT TAPE!”

lol. but seriously Dabi are you even wearing a shirt. like I’m not one to slutshame anyone bro, but it’s just, exactly what type of mood were you looking to set here??

anyway so we really are cutting back to Jakku now, and Gigantomachia is all, “MASTERS”! which, I wonder if he really did use the plural? that’s right Machia, both of them in one place now! that sure is convenient for you huh

lol what is this with all this AFO monologuing. you’re really gonna make me read through this when I’m sitting here all sleep-deprived from election week. JUST GET TO THE TOUYAS. WE WERE PROMISED TOUYAS!!

sigh

“tee hee it’s fucking hilarious how goddamn powerful I am now lol”

alas, in spite of myself I do have two serious takeaways from this. one is that AFO is still controlling most of Tomura’s body behind the scenes, which both does and doesn’t bode well for Tomura (like, at least he’s not dying, but the long-term implications of this for his free will and such certainly are not Good). and two is that this confirms that Ujiko did give Tomura at least one powerful mutant quirk, which explains why he was still so deadly and indestructible even when Aizawa was using Erasure on him (since Erasure doesn’t work on mutant quirks, just emitter and transformation ones)

MEANWHILE ON TODAY’S EPISODE OF “TODOROKI SHOUTO’S TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD LIFE”

I like how he doesn’t actually say that he can’t take on Gigantomachia. just that he can’t take on him and Afomura at the same time. that’s confidence, baby. that right there is why you always draft Todoroki Shouto in the first round for your fantasy team

HADOU!!!!

OOOH, TOMURA’S ALL “MAN, THIS GIRL’S WAVE POWERS AND THIS KID’S ICE POWERS ARE A SUPER-STRONG COMBO DAGNABBIT.” YESSS I LIKE THAT, TELL ME MORE ABOUT HOW COOL AND POWERFUL THEY ARE

HOT DAMN LOOK AT THAT

um but not to take away from this exceptionally cool moment or anything, but why is Endeavor dying and shouting “RUN” down there in the corner um

oh

excuse me. not to take away from How Bad This All Is, but!!

just a little, smol, IidaBaku for everyone. Iida, who apparently doesn’t know a damn thing about first aid and is all, “hmm that’s a pretty bad-looking puncture wound he has in his left shoulder there, I think I’ll just let his arm dangle freely like that and I won’t bother taking off his heavy gauntlets either. I mean. he’ll be fine, probably.” smh. at least Shouto probably cauterized the wounds

EXCUSE ME WHAT

TIME FOR MORE OF THAT GOOD OLD FASHIONED SHOUNEN RIDICULOUSNESS I GUESS LMAO. KACCHAN YOU HAVE A HOLE IN YOUR TORSO. THERE IS A HOLE IN YOUR TORSO, AND YOU LOST LIKE FOUR GALLONS OF BLOOD, BUT SURE. “PUT ME DOWN” HE SAYS. FIRST OF ALL, PUTTING ASIDE THE FACT THAT YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD NOT BE CONSCIOUS, THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN GOING TO DO, LIE DOWN AT THEM?? LISTEN, YOU SWEET IDIOT. TAKE HEED, BELOVED DUMBASS!!

ah well. I guess he gets to watch the Touya Show now too then lol

LMAOOOO now Machia’s lifting Tomura carefully in his palm like a broken action figure and Spinner is all “THE FUCK, YOU LOOK LIKE DEATH WARMED OVER”

“oh hey there Spinner. well let’s see, I woke up from my three-month coma and destroyed a city, had my body incinerated, and am currently being possessed by a diabolically evil potato. but please, tell me more about everything you've been through”

AW YISS AND THE FOCUS NOW SHIFTS TO THE TODOROKIS. EVERYTHING IS PROCEEDING EXACTLY AS WE HAVE FORESEEN

Endeavor my dude. it’s as if you want to die here. also holy shit, that bit about his lungs definitely does not bode well for him either

MOTHERFUCKER

GO AHEAD AND SIGN YOUR OWN DEATH CERTIFICATE, WHY DON’T YOU!! FLAGS UPON FLAGS. JESUS CHRIST

meanwhile Dabi’s just waving at ‘em

lmaoooo please oh please Caleb please keep this ‘EYYYYYYY’, it’s fucking perfect kdlshk;hg

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

(ETA: so as you will see very shortly, I completely missed this detail in my first read-through because I was so anxious to get to the reveal page, but THIS MOTHERFUCKER LITERALLY DOUSED HIMSELF WITH INSTANT HAIR DYE REMOVER THAT HE’S JUST BEEN CARRYING AROUND IN A LITTLE HIP POUCH APPRENTLY SINCE THE BEGINNING OF TIME. MOTHERFUCKER. I HAVE NO WORDS.)

IS THIS THE TIME. IS THIS THE MOMENT?! HERE IT COMES SLKFHS BRACE YERSELVES LADS

EYYYYYYYYYYYY

OKAY EVERYONE JUST LIKE WE PRACTICED!! SURPRISED FACES ON THREE! ONE... TWO... (•̪ o •̪) !! okay how was that

LMAO ENDEAVOR

at least Shouto looks properly stunned. Enji just looks like endeavor.exe just straight up stopped working

meanwhile Deku’s out here trying to do the math on this latest surprise family reveal! first Tomura is related to Nana, and now this. what’s next. who are you related to, Spinner. he rips off his boots to reveal engine legs and declares himself Iida’s long-lost uncle

oh shit Touya

it’s as if a million fanworks suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly jossed. who knew that all this time he was secretly sporting a crop top scar

also, THIRTY?! holy shit son you been busy

la la la two-page spread of Touya casually driving the dagger into Endeavor’s hero career and rocking the foundations of hero society as we know it la la la

la la la!!!

OH IS THAT THE END OF THE STORY THEN

almost got confused for a sec. there’s two monologues happening at once here. Endeavor doesn’t even know that his dirty laundry is being aired out nation-wide as we speak ffffff

btw while I appreciate the close-ups of Enji and Shouto here for sure, ngl I would also really love to see everyone else’s reactions right now. SHOW ME BAKUGOU AND THE LOV YOU COWARDS

is his hair actually turning white all of a sudden?? your hair dye just reacts on command??

(ETA: in all seriousness though, the hell kind of hair dye was he using? all he has to do is pour a bottle of that stuff and not even lather it in and it’s just gone just like that?? what the fuck would have have done if it ever rained lmao.

and this motherfucker just goes and leaves the dye remover in afterwards, too. I have never dyed my hair in my life and even I can tell you that’s probably not a good idea, Dabi.)

is this it. is this the legendary Dabi Dance in action. lmfao

oh hey what the fuck

so you figured you’d just murder your innocent younger brother to get revenge on dad, huh. well that’s nice

is that really all there is to the origin story though?? feels like we’re still missing a huge chunk of it. what was it that finally sent him over the edge? or was the trauma of being created as Endeavor’s perfect little hero tool and then being subsequently rejected by him enough on its own? because I’m still kind of confused on the part where he goes from “abused and discarded by his father” to “killed thirty people and was plotting the murder of his own brother” to tell you the truth

(ETA: lmao the initial fandom reaction to this did not disappoint. listen guys. people can be traumatized and shaped by awful circumstances that are completely out of their control, and grow up to be people they wouldn’t have grown up to be if things had been better, and all of that absolutely sucks, but. it doesn’t mean they get a get-out-of-jail-free card for all of their future actions, either! the tragedy of this situation is that terrible things happened to Touya, and he then went on to do terrible things himself. the tragedy of it is that this is exactly how the cycle of abuse keeps repeating itself on and on and on. maybe one of the people Dabi killed had a child who will now grow up traumatized themselves, and potentially go on to pay it forward themselves when they grow up. the tragedy is that the eye-for-an-eye justice that Touya is seeking out won’t actually make anything better in the end. the tragedy is that we understand why Touya is so angry, but that anger has basically warped him into the gleefully sadistic dancing figure we see in this chapter who has stopped caring about anyone else’s pain or suffering and just wants his own revenge.

anyway. basically what I’m trying to say is that it’s possible for the concepts of “Todoroki Touya was an innocent child and a victim of abuse” and “Dabi is a grown-ass motherfucking adult who killed thirty people and PROBABLY NEEDS TO BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR THAT” to coexist lol. like, y’all wanted your moral grey, well HERE YOU GO lmao, eat up.)

lol but LOOK AT THAT BOY DANCE HIS LITTLE HEART OUT though

Todoroki Touya confirmed not a fan of the Endeavor redemption arc huh. well we all saw this coming lols

anyways here’s a sexy Touya for y’all

you really are the most theatrical bitch I s2g lmao

also for real though, what is happening with his hair? anime team in shambles here. they’re probably just gonna double down and keep it red. too bad though cuz this is a surprisingly good look on him

SO MANY CLOSE-UPS OF THE TODOROKI FACES

friendly reminder that Dabi without a doubt REHEARSED this speech like a thousand fucking times. LET US FALL TOGETHER!! COME DANCE WITH YOUR SON IN HELL. apparently if you fake your own death in middle school you will never mentally age past that point and will remain a permanent chuuni

OH LMAO THAT’S THE END

we really just gonna end on “DANCE WITH YOUR SON IN HELL”, huh. very well then. you know what song to play, Horikoshi. one, two... YOU ARE MY DAD. YOU’RE MY DAD!! BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE

[morganaspendragonss]

Hello, the wonderful writer and human being ❤ The idea just came up to me :) My beloved hurt TK again Owen and Carlos forget to notify Gwyn about TK's accident? Gwyn accidentally finds out that her son has been unconscious in the hospital for several days while she has been blissfully unaware. Carlos deals with Gwyn's wrath for the first time, with angry and worried mother.

thank you for the prompt! using this for day 5 of @whumptober2021, with the prompt 'misunderstandings'

ao3 | hurt tk, worried gwyn, hurt/comfort, humour

When asked later, neither of them will know how it happened. It was a simple misunderstanding—one that, in their fear and grief, could happen to anyone.

That it had happened at all, however, is enough for Gwyn.

“Owen Strand!” she yells, barging into his house. She’s never been so glad that she’d never given him the spare key back; now she doesn’t have to go through the indignity of knocking on the door. “Owen, get your ass here right now or so help me—”

“Mom.”

The voice breaks through Gwyn’s tirade—weak, but still powerful. She spins around to see TK spread out across the couch, heavy bags under his eyes and a cast still encasing his right arm, but he’s awake, which is more than can be said for the past week, apparently.

She’s still reeling over that, the fact that her son was in a coma while she was living her life in total ignorance. TK almost died, and the first Gwyn heard of it was Carlos calling and asking if she was on her way.

When she’d asked him what she might be on her way for, he’d gone deathly silent, before eventually whispering, “Owen didn’t tell you?”

Safe to say, Gwyn is not best pleased with Owen, and even less so now that she can see TK in the flesh. He’s not even moving to sit up and greet her, which tells her more than any of Carlos’s stumbled explanations had. TK always at least tries, even if it’s not in his best interests, so his stillness now is sending all kinds of fear through Gwyn’s heart.

“Mom, I’m okay—” TK starts, obviously trying to quell the oncoming storm before it hits.

But Gwyn can’t be deterred that easily. “You are not,” she interrupts, moving to crouch by his head. She stretches out a hand and stroked it gently through his hair. TK rolls his eyes but lets her, a small smile playing on his lips as he looks at her. “Honey, what happened?”

“It was nothing,” he says, as usual. Gwyn raises a brow and he relents, huffing a quiet laugh. “There was an accident at work. I, uh. I got impaled by a combine harvester. Texas, right?”

The joke doesn’t land; TK’s pained wince sees to that. Gwyn’s eyes widen and she glances down TK’s body—now that she’s closer, she can see the bulk of bandages around his abdomen. She traces the outline gently with her fingertips, then slowly drags her gaze back up to meet TK’s, his sad smile revealing just how distraught she must look.

“You—”

But she doesn’t get a chance to ask more questions, as Owen chooses that moment to walk in, looking far too happy for someone in as much shit as he is.

“Gwyn!” he exclaims, voice bright. “You made it!”

“No thanks to you,” she says coldly, standing and folding her arms. “How could you do this, Owen?”

Owen’s smile wavers and he frowns. “Do…what exactly?”

She gestures violently at TK, ignoring his quiet ‘Mom’. “Our son could have died and you thought it was okay to not tell me about it? I mean, really, Owen? I—”

“Wait, wait, wait, hang on. I didn’t tell you? Carlos said he did.”

“Yeah, he called me yesterday, that’s why I’m here.”

“No, in the hospital.” Owen’s frown deepens and his eyes flick over to TK nervously. “Right after it happened, Carlos said that he called you.”

This time, TK does start trying to push himself up. “Carlos wouldn’t do that,” he protests, but either poor Carlos has the worst luck in the world or Gwyn has the best, because right at that moment, the front door swings open and he walks in.

He instantly looks relieved when he spots her and he goes to hug her, hurt flashing across his face when she steps away.

“Carlos,” Gwyn greets snippily.

Carlos’s eyes go wide and frightened, and he looks at TK with panic written all over his expression. “Gwyn,” he replies awkwardly. “Everything okay?”

“No, actually. See, Owen’s just told me something very interesting. Apparently you told him that you called me when TK was in hospital, but I don’t remember anything like that ever happening. Do you?”

“What?” Carlos looks at Owen, then back to Gwyn. “No, I said that one of us needed to call you, and he said he would.”

This cannot be happening. Gwyn must be in some sort of fever dream or hallucination or something, because there’s no way that this is actually happening. Carlos and Owen are having some sort of whispered argument-slash-panic, but it’s interrupted by a sudden noise from the couch.

TK is laughing.

“I’m sorry,” he gasps, when both Owen and Carlos scowl at him. “But, come on. You’re telling me that I was in a coma and both of you forgot to call?”

“We didn’t forget—”

“It was a misunderstanding—”

“You forgot,” TK continues, still grinning, though Gwyn doesn’t miss the lines of pain around his eyes. “You guys are in so much trouble.”

And, judging by the looks on Owen and Carlos’s faces when they glance back to Gwyn, they know it all too well.

[tinisprout]

No Doubt in Us

Chapter Seven - They'll Be Fine *written chapter below*

Fiance!Haknyeon x Fem!reader

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Synopsis: Life is great, you have your dream job, you finally got your first big break, and you are now engaged to the love of your life. Happier than you’ve ever been, you live life one day at a time. Then one day a terrible accident happens leaving you in a coma. Where you finally awake, everything is not as you remember. Amnesia takes away 3 years of your memory, forgetting your beloved Fiance. Faced with a reality that seems unreal, as your mind is stuck in a past with uncomfortable memories, your future with him is uncertain.

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Word count: 3.6K

Neither of you knew who fell asleep first, let alone at what time you fell asleep. What you did know is that it wasn't enough sleep. Both of your eyes were red and heavy after waking up by your alarm. Maybe setting it to 9:30 was a mistake. You look at Haknyeon who was sitting up trying to keep his eyes open.

"You know I love you, but I blame you for this." He uses his hands to refer to both of you.

"Excuse me, if I remember correctly we both were tweeting, Diamonds aren't forever lyrics." Bickering like this with him seemed to be so far away before yesterday, but after talking with him last night you felt a lot closer, he felt like a friend.

"Ugh fine, equal blame." He smirked, enjoying this little banter. You get up from the floor hitting your face to wake you up a bit more.

"Better." You reach your hand out to him, and he takes it pulling himself up. "Alright, clean up time." You swipe your phone off the ground checking to see if there was anything new. Just in time, your phone buzzed a new message from your mom.

Mom: Hey Honey, I know we said we'd come over noonish, but your father got very excited to make something for you guys. He already bought everything, so forewarning. We'll be there in an hour give or take. See you soon.

You turn to Haknyeon showing him the message. When he looked back up at you, you asked, "Since when did my dad cook?"

"Hmm, maybe a year now?" He says almost unsure of it himself. "But that's a story for later, your dad will love to tell you. We have about an hour to get this place in order before they come." You text her an, “ok”, back.

"Okay, let's get some speed cleaning done." You both work together to fold the big comforter. "I'll bring everything back upstairs." Haknyeon nods at you.

"I'll take care of the kitchen area," he calls out to you. You felt a little bad, you left a lot of dishes there. I'll just work faster so I can do other things. The sounds of clinking dishes and shuffling feet filled the house, both doing various tasks around their home. When they were finally satisfied with their work they both went to sit down on the couch to rest.

As if cursed preventing you from resting, a knock came from the door, making you both stand up again. You check your phone, 10:53 a.m. a little over an hour from the time your mom said. You both scurry to the door. You could hear the familiar voice of your mother conversing with your father, it brought a smile to your face. It felt like it had been such a long time since you last saw them, and maybe that was the case, you weren’t sure. Still, you opened the door eagerly for them.

“Mom,” you say with a big smile on your face. You see that she is carrying bags in her arms and you take them from her, ushering her inside. “Come in.” Following behind her was your father with bags in his hands as well, “Dad.” You set the bags down and your father does the same.

Everyone except Haknyeon was crowding the entranceway. You looked at your parents, they seemed a little bit older than the image you had of them in your memories, and you felt your throat tighten. When they looked at you, they scanned you from head to toe, touching your face, lifting your arms, making sure you were really okay. Their actions make you chuckle, “I’m okay, I promise,” you say trying to reassure them. Their baby girl was really okay.

“You’re okay,” Your mother wraps you in a hug, “It’s okay, you’ll be okay, honey. I promise.” Your words being thrown back at you like that made tears prick your eyes. You brought one of your arms around your mother and your other hand reached out and tugged your father’s shirt urging him to join you two. Creating this group hug the three of you had a tearful reunion, saying I love and I miss yous to each other.

Despite how close he was to your parents he still felt like it wasn’t his place to be there in your moment, so he waited patiently by the side, smiling at the happy little family reunion. Your father pulled away looking and looked in Haknyeon’s direction while wiping away the tears forming at the corners of his eyes. “Come here, son. You’re part of this family too.” Haknyeon was shocked by your father’s words.

Regardless of how close he was to your family, this moment felt like it was too personal to be a part of, especially with how things are now, so he hesitated to come closer. You and your mother pulled away from each other and she looked to Haknyeon as well. “It’s okay, Dear. Don’t act like a stranger.” As she said that, your mother spread her arms out, welcoming him. Your parents looking at him as one of their own, Haknyeon felt overwhelmed with emotions. They looked so sincere to him and he couldn’t deny them, so he came to them as they wished.

“It must have been hard on you too.” The three embraces and Haknyeon felt a different kind of comfort compared to his friends’ comfort. This parental comforting feeling that he didn’t know he was craving. Since the whole incident, he didn’t tell his mom about a single thing, he knew she already had a lot on her plate, he didn’t want to stress her out. Tears pooled in his eyes, your parents could feel his shoulders tremble and their hearts broke.

Crying the stress away felt so much relief and gratitude for your parents. Haknyeon thanks them and everyone takes a moment to clean themselves up, wiping away the tears, this peaceful calm now over the room. You and Haknyeon both take the bags your parents brought and lead them further into the house, dropping the bags off in the kitchen. “So, Haknyeon said I should ask you guys about Dad cooking. Why is that suddenly your thing?” You ask, bringing in a topic that should be a happy conversation.

Your parents hum at the same time thinking. “It’s definitely because of Haknyeon,” your mother says while nodding her head.

“It was when we came over. You are your mother went to go get something, so you left the task of cooking to Haknyeon,” your father chimes after. You look to Haknyeon and he nods confirming your father’s answer.

“I had your dad help out a little here and there. I think he first got interested in the seasoning process.” Haknyeon smiled as he thought back on the old memory. Your father and Haknyeon recounted their first cooking experience together, many laughs filled the house. Then your mother piped up at the end of the story looking at you.

“Needless to say when we got back home, take-out needed to be ordered. Whatever scaps they salvaged was not enough to feed the four of us.”

“I was lucky your mother let me touch a stove again, let alone walk in the kitchen.” Your father passes a playful smile to your mother.

“That’s right, you’re lucky that the scraps you offered were not that bad. Now that I think about it that was Haknyeon’s doing, wasn’t it?” She teases him and your father feigns sadness.

“It hurts me that you would think that way, Dear.” This familiar banter between your parents brought a smile to your face, they were still as in love with each other as you had always seen them. Your eyes subconsciously moved to Haknyeon, a smile still holding on to your face. You didn’t expect to see Haknyeon's eyes already on you, the corner of his lips lifted, your eyes went wide. Haknyeon, as if caught doing something bad looks aways, but realizing how silly he must look, his eyes found their way back to you.

He gave you a bashful smile and you tittered at the display. The moment is broken up by your mother motions you over to her. "Well you boys can have fun cooking together again, I need to catch up with my daughter."

"Have fun, Ladies. We'll call you if we're done here before you." Your father shooed you away from the kitchen and took your spot by Haknyeon. You and your mom decided to go out to the back porch, taking a seat at the small table set up you had.

"So, honey, how have you been lately?" You sigh.

"I have been better, but I'm working on it."

"And what about you and Haknyeon?"

"It was a little difficult at first, but we decided to try and work it out. He seems really nice and he is fun to talk to, but I don't know if I can fall in love again, it's all feels so sudden.”

“That’s understandable. We love Haknyeon, but if you feel he isn’t right for you anymore, don’t be afraid to say so. We’ll be here for you no matter what.”

“I know, I think falling for someone like him would be nice, but life isn’t that easy.” Knowing how your relationship was with Haknyeon, she thought it was almost impossible that you wouldn’t come to love him again, but she kept her mouth shut. That was something you needed to figure out on your own, she didn’t want you to feel like you had to be with him, even if that’s what she hoped for.

“What about your friends how have they been fairing with this?”

“We’re good, I think. They are understanding about everything even the ones I don’t remember. They seem like good people.”

“You always had good taste in friends, if Chanhee is any indication of that.” You release a deep sigh, feeling your soul shrivel up at the thought of Chanhee. Your mother looks at you with confusion, “What happened?”

“We got into a little argument.”

“Some things just never change do they,” She chuckles. Watching the both of you grow up she witnessed some of your fights and had sometimes been the one to help you two patch things up. “You’ll be fine,” she really wasn’t worried, the two of you always found a way to make up.

“Yeah, I’ll work on it.” The conversation veers off from its current direction. The two of you talked about what you could and couldn’t remember. She told you about stories of yourself she could recall, and then some stuff about her and your father. There didn’t seem to be a big change with them and that brought comfort to you, knowing that some things were still the same as you remembered.

Meanwhile, inside the house, the two men were cooking. Your father was instructing Haknyeon on how they were going to make lunch. When the cutting proceeded, your father spoke up first.

“So, have the two of you made any decisions yet?” it was a sudden question but he could only assume he meant about the status of your relationship.

“Well it was a little complicated at first, but she said she wanted to try dating me again, so we kind of started our relationship over again.”

“You think you can make her love you again?”

“I- I’m trying to be hopeful. What she saw in me before, she can see again.”

“Personally, I don’t think you should worry that much. I’m not saying to not try and win her over, that will still take some work, but I can’t see her not falling in love with you again. Do you know how much happiness you brought her? I think you’re already set up for success, just don’t screw up.” With his last words, the knife he was using slammed into the cutting board with a loud thud, cutting through a carrot and the cut-off piece went flying.

“Please be careful,” Haknyeon says as he picks up the carrot piece and throwing it away.

“That was an accident, I was distracted.” He stops trying to cut and looks a Haknyeon. “But on the off chance that things don’t turn out good and she decides that she can’t love you, through no fault of your own, then just know whoever she picks after, I won’t like them as much as you. You’re like the son I never had.” Nothing like a little dark humor to lighten the mood.

“Thank you, Sir.” Haknyeon felt sheepish at his words, even though it wasn’t the first time he’s said something like that. Light-hearted small talk continued as the two continued prepping, besides the one mistake in the beginning the cooking process goes on without a hitch. Soon enough the house filled with a tantalizing smell. When all is done, your father goes outside to call you can your mother back for food.

When you finally come back inside with your mother you are greeted with the sight of Haknyeon contentedly setting the table for everyone with care. Your eyes lingered on him, looking at the half-smile to yourself, His smile is nice. It gives him a friendly endearing look and you didn’t notice you started smiling looking at him till your mother nudged your arm, dragging you back to reality from the daze you were in, giving you a knowing smile as she looks from you to Haknyeon and back. You turn away from her not saying anything feeling flustered at the realization of what you were doing and walk ahead of her. You could hear your mother snicker, this causes Haknyeon to look up at you then your mother and his smile grow.

“What’s so funny?” You felt your face heat up, Why did he have to look now?

“It’s nothing.” You try and hide your embarrassment with a smile and Haknyeon looks at you suspiciously before letting it go and telling you both to have a seat at the dinner table. Taking up the offer you sat and soon the table was set and everyone was seated. To your delight, the food looked, smelled, and tasted good. “My compliments to the chief,” you nod at your father approving of his cooking, and glance at Haknyeon in acknowledgment of his help.

“Careful, Honey. Don’t inflate your father’s ego too much now or he’ll start to think he’s better than me.” It’s true, it wasn’t as good as your mother’s cooking, but he had potential.

“Just you wait, I will be one day.” Your father shoots a stubborn glare at your mother, causing everyone to laugh. The meal warms you up from the inside and you stuff yourself with your first meal of the day. Thinking about that you realized two things: Haknyeon also didn’t eat before this and this is the first time you’ve had a meal with him, so you glance over at him, catching him mid-bite. If your eyes could they would have gone as big as when he opened his mouth to take a bite.

Haknyeon greedily shovels the food in his mouth and when he notices you staring, he stops mid spoon, mouth still agape. You bite on your top lip to stop yourself from laughing at the silly look he had. Sure, it was shocking to see him open his mouth like he was about to unhinge his jaw, but in its own, weird way, it’s cute and charming. Haknyeon just felt like he was embarrassing himself too much today. You mouth an apology and he pouts his lips a little, your small interaction going unnoticed by your parents as they were currently in their own world.

Lunch with your parents continues with light conversation and when everyone had their fill you started to help clean up, but your mother stops you.

“Thank you, but we got it. You and Haknyeon go take a rest for a bit we’ll be done soon.”

“You sure?” Both you and Haknyeon ask.

“Yeah, go, go.” For the second time today, you are shooed away in your own house. You went going to cross swords in helping since you felt your tiredness hit you again after eating. The two of you decided to take a seat on the couch, leaning back into the cushions and leaning your heads back. You felt this amazing comfort perfect for dozing off, you wonder if Haknyeon is feeling the same.

“It’s not just me, right? I feel so warm and sleepy now.”

“Hmm?” Way ahead of you already he was starting to doze off too and you smile.

“Sleepy?”

“Yeah…” You both can’t help but let sleep take over you despite the noise coming from the kitchen. When your parents finish cleaning up they call out to the two bodies on the couch, but neither answers. So your mother goes up to both of you and holds back a gasp. She waves your father over and the sight he is greeted to is you and Haknyeon leaning on each other.

As if unconsciously drawn to each other’s warmth, your head rests on his shoulder and his head was laying on the top of yours. Both pairs of legs lean towards each other.

“I was planning to stay here a little bit longer, but I think we should leave now.” Your mother whispers to your father. He nods and they get prepared to leave. Your mother left a note on the counter and your father decided to take a picture of the two of you, making sure to send it to Haknyeon. They leave both thinking the two of you will be just fine.

***

You stirred in your sleep state bringing yourself closer to the heat you felt beside you, but the movement brought pain to your neck and shoulders waking you up. Opening your eyes you lifted your head and felt a terrible stiffness, you realize your head was laying on Hakyneon’s shoulder. Not just that, but you were also in close proximity to each other, almost like you were cuddling. You look at Haknyeon checking if he was awake but all signs led to a no, eyes closed, as his head was leaned back on the couch in an uncomfortable-looking way, his lips parted slightly, chest rising and falling rhythmically. You admittedly feel a little weird being with him like that but it wasn’t bad, besides the pain you felt currently.

You carefully get off the couch so you don’t wake him up. You grab your phone from your pocket, checking the time, 6:48 pm. Surely your parents weren’t here still. You find the note left on the kitchen counter.

I remember you said you mentioning you were tired, so we decided we should just let you two sleep. Don’t feel bad about falling asleep on us, we had a lot of fun see you guys again. Take care.

Love Mom

You go back to Haknyeon on the couch, looking at the position of his head again. Figuring it would be better to wake him up now or else he would end up having a greater pain in his neck. Drawing closer to him you get a better look at his face, his skin was flawless, it looked even better than Chanhee’s skin. You get even closer for a better look and before you realize what you’re doing your fingers slide across his face cupping his cheek, skin just as soft as it looked. You lightly shake his face calling to him, “Haknyeon... Haknyeon, wake up.”

His eyes flutter open, a dazed look on his face, like at any moment he could go back to dreamland. His eyes focused on the visage in front of him, blurry yet he could still see the ever recognizable beauty that was you. His lips moved in an arc and he brought his hand up to your face cupping your cheek in the same way you did his. That is what brought you out of your trance and you were petrified in an instant. You felt your heart shoot up in your throat when you saw the loving gaze he directed at you while rubbing your cheek with his thumb.

This killing blow in it all is when he called you, “Hey, y/n,” with a deep husky voice that you were wholly unfamiliar with. You felt your face and neck heat up, with the intimacy of the situation. Does he realize what he is doing or is he still half asleep? You shot up from the couch not sure if you wanted to know the answer, stepping away quickly, trying to distance yourself from the state of affairs. Startled Haknyeon sits up snapping out of his daze.

“I- uh, sorry.” Haknyeon looked as confused as you were shocked.

“Did I just- I thought I was…. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” He truly thought you were just in his dream, it was such a common occurrence that he didn’t think twice.

“No, I started it. it’s my fault.” He recalled the touch of your hand, that kind of contact made it feel almost as if nothing between the both of you changed. Neither of you knew what to say at the moment, so there was a bout of silence. You opened your mouth again after thinking of something to say, asking a question straight from left field, “Can you help me? I need to apologize to Chanhee.”

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[keiratheraven]

Bentley 8 Squad: Forgive and Heal

(I dedicated this post for this October AKA Mental Health Awareness month)

Every member of the Bentley 8 Squad has a dark past. All of them were problematic in their late teen or early young adult years.

Angela Pleasant (Bentley Queen). The miss “perfect”. She was a queen bee, cheerleader captain, honor student, and the girl squad leader. Her parents (Daniel and Mary-Sue Pleasant) put pressure on her to be the flawless daughter. She dedicated herself to become “The Perfect Princess”, but actually she thinks she’ll never be good enough. But she didn’t tell anyone about her battle with Bulimia, and no one believed her when she said there’s something wrong with her body. Everyone just said it’s just bad cramps, nothing more. Then she was diagnosed with Endometriosis at age 19. Although she was surrounded by many people, No one understands her pain and struggles. She's pursuing a master's degree in psychology from Sim State and has the ambition to become a psychologist, but her conditions keep restraining her.

Lilith Pleasant (Bentley Gothic). The black sheep of the family. Daniel and Mary-Sue favored Angela over her and abused her. They didn’t teach her to talk, walk, and use the toilet. They blamed her for everything. They liked to and slap and yell at her. She and Angela also hated each other and they’re always fighting every day. One time, Lilith ran away from their house because she couldn’t take it anymore. But eventually, the police found her and took her home. Since then, Daniel and Mary-Sue treat her better and Angela apologized to her, but later on, she was diagnosed with Type 1 Bipolar Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder. She pours all her emotions into arts and music, then took the art major at Sim State because her dream is to become a rock singer and illustrator at once. But her fluctuating moods and her addiction to self-harm make her questioning the future.

Dustin Broke (Bentley Rogue). The delinquent criminal. The death of his father and the way he died made him mad at the world. He took over his late father’s position as the man of the house and eventually became a criminal to support his family. But his mother became an alcoholic who liked to beat him up and throw an open bottle of alcohol at him. He also has substance abuse after he became a drug dealer. One time when he was in his college dorm at Foxbury, he sent Gordon King into boiling rage after he told him that he spent the drug-selling money for gambling besides his tuition, and Gordon beat the shit out of him mindlessly. Because of his drug addiction, he was diagnosed with Mild Schizophrenia. Sometimes, he thinks he’s already wasted. He doesn’t get enough sleep every night and always looking at the ceiling while he lies on the bed.

Dirk Dreamer (Bentley Brain). The genius, nerdy guy. He always put a good effort to do well in his life. He was an honor student in high school. But the death of his mother really shocked him, and his grades took a downfall. Eventually, he rose to make his late mother proud and his grades back to the top. Although he was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes at age 16, he keeps studying hard and he got a scholarship to Sims University Medical School. He became the assistant lecturer of Dr. Worthington. But, not everyone admires him. The son of Dr. Worthington named Dr. Mark punched him hard when he was alone after finishing a class. He said that Dirk will never take over his place as a devoted medical student in their faculty because his father kept comparing him with Dirk. Dirk keeps it to himself and he never told Dr. Worthington. Although he wants to become a psychiatrist to recover his beloved seven friends, He almost gave up as a doctor because of his illness. He muses about it every night when he's alone because he has to act as a strong, resilient young doctor in front of everyone.

Ophelia Nigmos (Bentley Flower). The mysterious and anxious girl who was desperate for a family. Her parents died when she was ten, and she was raised by an (allegedly) murderer aunt. She was haunted by many ghosts in her near-graveyard house, and Aunt Olive wasn’t the nicest person to be around with. She liked to scold her over the smallest things. She was cold and indifferent to her. One time, she humiliated Ophelia in front of her high school. Many people looked at them, but Ophelia couldn’t do anything to hide the shame. It caused her to have Anxiety and Paranoid personality disorders. Because of this, Ophelia is always anxious when she has to talk in front of many people, so she dreamed to become a novelist and songwriter. Eventually, Aunt Olive died when she was attending La Fiesta Tech. Ophelia mourned her death, but the wounds that Olive gave to her aren’t easy to forget.

Puck Summerdream (Bentley Fancy). The lucky fairy guy who was adopted by loving parents and also a kid sister. He didn’t want to get involved with Capp-Monty feuds in Veronaville and always be kind to them. He also had a crush on Hermia Capp, who became his girlfriend after they kissed for the first time at Puck’s party. But Mercutio Monty didn’t like it and got mad at them. The next day, he beat Puck's ass and took his money at the schoolyard. "That’s for stealing my girlfriend", he said. Puck hid his feelings and cried when he got home. Later on, he attended Academie Le Tour with Hermia. He took double majors: music and mathematics cause his dream is to become a classical musician. But, a tragedy struck. Hermia got shot in a mass shooting and died when she was buying heart medications for Puck. Puck fell into a Major Depression, and his heart condition got worse. Years have passed, but he couldn’t forget her despite many women want him.

Ripp Grunt (Bentley Clown). The tragic hyperactive joker. His mother died when he was eleven, and he was raised by the disciplined-yet-abusive General Buzz Grunt. Buzz liked to punch him when he didn’t obey him, and his brother, Tank Grunt, used him as his punching bag. One time, Tank threatened him to tell Buzz about Ripp’s bisexuality just because Tank didn’t like that Ripp partnered with his crush, Anna, at the school lab. But Ripp never showed his real feelings, except for Ophelia and Johnny. He smiled, joked, and laughed a lot, but actually, deep down he’s crying. He cries a lot and is also tortured by loneliness when he’s alone, but he keeps hiding his feelings by “The Funny Guy” mask. Despite the abuse of his father and brother, Ripp has the talent to entertain others by acting, singing, and play the guitar, so he took the drama major at Britechester. He suffers from ADHD, and gastritis caused by the longtime stress of the abuse. He misses his mom so much and always musing about her.

Johnny Smith (Bentley Leader). The carefree green guy. He was happy. Being the “normal” family in “abnormal” alien descent made him proud of his heritage. Despite having green skin, Johnny was so confident. He’s a sporty jock guy who likes to exercise, play soccer or basketball. He tried so hard to fit in at his high school and every surrounding. His neighbors see him no differently, except Buzz and Tank Grunt. He and Tank always fighting with each other in high school, but it didn’t affect Johnny’s happy life. Then, one night changed everything. When he was 18 and attending as a freshman at La Fiesta Tech, he got attacked by nine people and stabbed on his abdomen due to a hate crime against alien sims. When his blood ran down, the culprits threw him into the smelly and filthy dumpster. He fell into a coma, but luckily for him to have alien blood, he recovered very quickly and regained consciousness after five days. But since then, he has Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder. He got Minor Depression and having suicidal thoughts as well.

However, everything gets better when all of them get together. They’re having medical treatments for their mental and physical condition, counseling, and group therapies. They’re completing each other and have special bonds. Their stories might be different, but that’s what makes them united besides their love for Bentley cars. Together, they learn to be stronger, nicer, wiser and be a better person. They also want to recover from their past traumas through medications and strong friendships.

In the end, they learn to let go and forgive everything in their pasts. They realized it’s useless to blame themselves, and everything happens for a reason. Because the past doesn’t define who they are. Trauma might be hard, but eventually, they have to face them instead of avoiding them. That’s the meaning of growing up, healing the wounded souls, and moving on. They never stopped chasing their dreams despite their disabilities and keep supporting each other just like a real family.

And it was an early fall in Bridgeport, Sim City. At the anniversary of their establishment of Bentley 8 and Im-perfection community, they decided to go to a resort. They had some fun there. Angela made grilled salmon and cheesesteak for their lunch. Johnny and Dirk played soccer. Meanwhile, Ripp, Dustin, Ophelia, Lilith, and Puck roasted some marshmallows. When they are together, They’re creating memories because tomorrow is never guaranteed. But, no matter what happens tomorrow, they are grateful to still have each other.

"The past can't haunt me if I don't let it

Live and learn and never forget it

Whoa, gotta learn to let it go

Learn to let go, learn to let go

Learn to let go" - Kesha, 2017

[mickmarstookmyheart]

I'm on my way (a whump drabble)

Summary: The father of your unborn child, Mick Mars has finally the last concert of the tour and is eager to come home. You spend most of your time at his parents' house but when you are driving home an unexpected thing happens.

Being a wife to a rock star was never easy. Constant tours and albums and hardly any free time during them. But you exactly knew what you will face when you and Mick married. You have known each other since the Theatre of Pain tour when the Crüe went into a bar you actually worked in and you all meet there.

After dating for months you left your workplace and followed the boys on the tour. Then you got pregnant. In your 5th month Mick sent you home and didn't let you continuing the shows with them. He asked his parents to take care of you when he was not at home. Now you had a pretty big belly and was nearly in your 8th month.

"Eat more, honey, you look skinny." Tina, Mick's mother was really nice and helpful, and was your mother instead of the real one. She cooked for you and gave you several pieces of advice about raising a child. She told you many interesting and funny stories about little Mick and about her sister, Susie, she even showed you pictures.

"No, thank you. I have already eaten instead of two and I don't want to eat up your food." You leant back on the chair and rubbed your stomach with your hands sighing. Your little warrior was quite a wild one, he constantly let you know that he is such eager to come like his father did.

"Yo, Mick are you ready?" Vince yelled after knocking on the door. The guitarist was sitting in the changing room and waited for the concert to start. However he still had to call you before the show since he promised it. He went as quickly as his back let him to a phone booth and dialed his parents' home number. After a couple of minutes you picked it up.

"Hello, (Y/N)!"

"Hi Mick!" You mumbled in the phone since food coma hit you.

"Are you okay?" He asked worryingly immediately after he heard your voice.

"Of course. I'm okay. We are okay." You smiled and looked down on your belly. You felt your son kick and giggled. "Yes, it's daddy. It's your Dad speaking." You murmured.

"How is my little warrior?" He was smiling from ear-to-ear just hearing your voice, though he would be happier if he could see you. Finally it was the last concert of the tour and he was eager to arrive home sweet home to meet his beloved and his son.

"He is quite active lately. I'm pretty sure he will be a boxer or something. Or..." You were grinning from the thought.

"Or what?"

"A musician! Whenever I'm listening to music this little guy starts to dance like Michael Jackson." Mick sighed thinking maybe it's not the best idea for his son to follow his father's steps. One musician is more than enough in one family.

"We will see. Anyway Vince and the boys are sending hellos and big hugs for you. They say we will celebrate the birth of our son like no else has done before. I'm kinda scared if you ask me." He rubbed the back of head while playing several scenarios in his head how bad the party could be.

"Don't worry, I won't let them do any harmful things and I'm sure they will be the best uncles. They will love this boy to the moon and back."

"I hope so. Now I have to go but tomorrow we are heading back so we will soon see each other. I love you (Y/N)."

"We love you, too." You hung up the phone and headed to the couch to rest a bit before going back to your home to prepare everything for Mick's arrival.  As you sat down you looked out of the window and saw that it was already darkening.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay and sleep here?" Tina asked trying pursuade you not to drive home in the dark.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I want everything to be nice and ready when Mick arrives." You stated and started to pack your stuff.

"If you insist. Then I will pack you some food and ask Frank to bring it to your car." You placed a small kiss on her cheek, thanking her all the things she has already done for you. After saying goodbyes to Tina and Frank you got in the car and fasten your seatbelts and adjusted it not to bother your huge belly. You turn on the radio and set off from the driveway. It was pitch out there but luckily there wasn't so much car on the road. You hummed  along the song which was played and drummed on the wheel to the beat. Your eyes widened when you saw that a car was in your lines from the opposite direction. You honked but you exactly knew it won't help at all. You tried to turn the wheel away as fast as possible but other car hit yours hard. You heard the screeching of the tires and then a big bang. Your head was pounding and you lost your consciousness immediately.

"It was hell of a concert, man!" Nikki yelled as they walked down stage. His terror twin agreed as he patted Nikki's back.

"It was pretty wild, dude! Vinnie, what are you doing after this?" Vince turned around started walking backwards to be face-to-face to the drummer. He was grinning like a mad man and was laughing.

"Oh man. Didn't you see how many chicks wanted to get me?" He asked snickering. Mick just rolled his eyes and hoped his band mates won't do anything that could ruin their way back home.

"You got me there, dude." Tommy said while pointing at the singer. "And you Mick?"

"Being away from you." He muttered and tried not run away from these idiots.

"You already hyped up to see (Y/N) right?" Nikki asked while opening a bottle of Jack Daniel's when they arrived in the changing room. Mick nodded and sat down hissing from the pain his back was giving him.

"Oh man, I miss (Y/N) so much. I haven't annoy her in 4 months." Vince pouted.

"We will have the biggest party when (Y/N) and little dude comes home." Tommy cheered before Doc stormed in the room and was gasping for air. The boys looked at him questioning when he walked over to Mick.

"What is it, Doc? He asked their manager.

"You have to come to the TV. NOW!" They got up fast and followed Doc in the hallway. Many people were already there staring at the screen.

"Car crash on the motorway. We barely know anything about the condition of the drivers, the only thing we know that in the car which was driving in the wrong lane was completely wrecked and the passengers are wounded seriously. In the other car there was..." Mick heart skipped the beat when he recognized (Y/N)'s jet black car in the middle of the road. "We just got the news that the victim is the wife of the famous guitar player Mick Mars. She was critically injured but that's all we know right know. I will report the news as soon as we know something."

Mick quickly left the room and headed towards to the plane when Vince came running behind him.

"Mick wait!" He panted trying to catch his breath. Nikki and Tommy arrived soon and was walking next to the determined and shocked guitarist. "Mick stop! Listen here..."

"You don't have to come if don't want to. It's about my family so it's none of your business." Mick continued his way down the hall.

"What, no way man! We are coming with ya. Mötley Crüe is a family and we are stuck together no matter what." Nikki said and grabbed Mick's shoulder who sighed and smiled.

"Then come on let's go."

Even with the plane it was still two damn hours to get back to the city. Mick couldn't stop thinking about his wife and little boy. "I'm on my way, baby, just hold on." He whispered to himself looking out of the window. He constantly stomped his feet and was biting his lips worryingly. He couldn't eat a thing since the news and he wasn't even hungry. The boys were looking at him with sadness in their eyes, too. They loved (Y/N) more than anything and would give everything to save her.

After getting to the hospital Mick recognized his parents in the corridor. They got up in the moment they saw their son.

"Oh Robert, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let go alone. It's my fault." Mick sighed and hugged his mother strongly and was rubbing her back.

"Shh mom. It's not your fault at all. It was an accident. Believe me it wasn't you, okay?" He draw back and looked in her eyes making sure she didn't blame herself. His dad also hugged him and smiled sadly down at his frightened son. "Do we know anything about her?"

"No, they haven't told us anything. They told us to wait here, but it was like ages." Tina sat back and was playing with her scarf in her hand. Mick told his bandmates to go home, he will call them if he knows anything so they could come to visit you.

They were sitting in the hall for minutes when a nurse approached them.

"Mr Mars?" She asked not looking up the papers she was reading.

"Yes. How is she?"

"She was unconscious when she was brought in and she has many broken bones but apart from that she is lucky."

"And how is our son?" Mick was worried sick since the nurse haven't said a word about him.

"Well, since your wife was in the 8th month we thought it would be the best idea to operate your son from her. The surgery went well and they are both recovering now. Your son alive and he is healthy although he is in an incubator and you can only see him behind a window." Mick let out a long breath which he wasn't aware he was holding. He never felt so relieved before. His parents were also glad and followed the nurse to their newly born grandson.

"There he is in the middle." The nurse pointed on the bed and walked away after telling where was your room.

"Oh, Robert he is such a beautiful boy." Tina was trying to adore him through her now wet eyes.

"He got your eyes, son." Frank added as he glanced at Mick who couldn't took his eyes off his son. He felt he was luckiest guy on the Earth and couldn't believe that he is married to such a talented and perfect lady like you. After he was managed to think other than his son he told his parents to stay there until he is visiting you. He hesitated first before exiting the dark room but he silently stepped in and closed the door behind himself. He sat down a took a look at you. Your brown hair was still covered in blood just as your beautiful face. Mick leant closer and took your hand is his and placed a soft kiss on it.

"I will never let you go, (Y/N). Did you hear me? You won't get rid of me this easily." He promised to himself.

Two weeks later

"I can't believe I can finally sleep in my own bed now." You said while getting out of the car. You cautiously stretched your back before getting your son from the car. Mick stood next to you and waved you away.

"I will bring him in, babe." He said after kissing you on the lips.

"Thank you." You picked up your staff and opened the big door. When you stepped in you almost had a heart attack. All the boys and many people jumped in front of you cheering. Somebody switched the lights on and you can see the all the decoration and presents in the room.

"Guys, how..how?" You were looking for the right words from the shock, joy and happiness, you couldn't really decide.

"We told you we will throw the biggest party when you come home." Tommy yelled before giving you a big hug. You hissed from the pain but you didn't care anymore. You were with your family and that was the only thing that mattered.

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tags:  @cmft-jr-winchester​ @leatherandheels​

This idea came up last night and I didn't want to insert in my other story so here it is.