but i dont know what to do if i dont go with doctor

|Late Night Conversations| R.MANTLE /PART ONE\

It was hard day for me. My arm is bandaged, it hurt like shit but I have this thing for you and I hope you’ll like it. 

Funny story: I came up with this idea when my doctor pulled the glass out of my skin. I’m good fam. I’m a survivor ;)) 

IMAGINE ABOUT: Reggie and reader kinda had ‘a thing’ with eachother but when Jason Blossom death comes out. Reggie immediately leaves the city leaving her with nothing but her feelings. 


I’m not supposed to be like this. 

I’m not supposed to be the sad girl who doesn’t know where the hell she’s going and what the fuck she’s doing. I’m not supposed to care too much about what anyone thinks and I’m not supposed to let words affect my choices. 

I’m supposed to be that bitchy, funny maybe a little nice girl that hungs out with her friends on weekends and goes to an average school to pursue average career. 

So far. I’ve menaged to let one person change up my life like a span of a few months. What’s killing me? I think some part of me thinks I’m supposed to be the girl who cares too much for her own good. 

My parents don’t understand me. I don’t blame them. I fucking love my parents but sometimes, I just need a break. I need a break from a lot of people and I need a break to recycle my old self to keep anyone from getting in and ripping my heart to shreds. 

Sort of like how I’m feeling right now. 

There’s no way to better describe this feelng other than the fact that I’ve tried to drown my feelings multiple times, only to find out those fuckers can swim and do  water tricks as well. 

Exams have been like hell, although I did imagine this week to consist of Reggie kissing up my neck as I study. I shouldn’t even be thinking about this, he’s gone, whatever, he didn’t choose me so fuck him right?

It’s been a few days since Reggie left, and a few days since Archie and I last spoke . Archie and I have been making eye contact at most, and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he has so much to say but can’t. 
I’ve ignored his glances and ignored his silent plea’s to confess to him my true feelings and opinion, so far it’s been good. 

In other news speaking, Reggie’s been leaving me numerous messages, in all shapes and sizes, and every single on of them made my feeling stronger than a rock.

iMessage from Reggie:

i feel sad i dont like this 

(read: 11:34pm 12/04/2017) 





iMessage from: Reggie

i let you down and i know that, but im gonna need u to not give up on me okay?

(read: 9:10am: 13/04/2017) 




iMessage from: Reggie

i dont know what is it or what we are but all i know is that im here in the middle of nowhere hungover as fuck by myself thinking of you and only you

(read: 2:47pm 14/14/2017) 




iMessage from: Reggie

i dont know what to do

(read: 9;15pm  14/14/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 

youre mine 

(read: 1:42am 15/04/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 

baby girl 

please let me know ur okay

(read: 1:45am 15/04/2017) 



iMessage from Reggie: 

i miss you like crazy 

(read: 1:50am 15/04/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 


im not to blame i swear to you

im so scared 


(read: 3:05am 16/05/2017) 

I sat there re-reading every message he sent, analyzing over the words and thinking about what he meand by all of them. This alien feeling in my stomach makes my eyes water whenever and my lips quiver as I read. I don’t know this feeling, and I don’t like this. Reggie’s that kind of persons, he’s the kind I think I’d never be fully mad at. 

I lay in my bed in the late at night. Thinking of nothing but Reggie’s body an my last fucking exam tommorow morning. I like this quietness, althought it would be better with Reggie. Fuck. I should stop thinking like that. I like the moonlight at this time and I like the feeling on my skin against the bed. I like it, all that it is

Just as I was about to exit my messages app, it scrolls back down to Reggie’s chat, notifying me of a new message. 

iMessage from Reggie

i wanna go home 

you read that in 2 second, u were waiting for me? please tell me u were waiting for me 

i miss your lips 

so damn much i could almost taste them 


(read: 3:27am) 


I feel so tempted to reply back. To tell him that thoughs of him have taken over my brain and I can’t help but feel like shit although he’s the one doing all the demage. He’s the one who walked out when I asked him to come clean with me, and he’s the one running away now for a reason he won’t bother telling me. 

I need to stop reminding myself that we’re not together. He can do whatever the hell he wants and i have nothing to say in it whatsoever. I can’t even allow myself to be mad at him. 

I debate in my head wheter I sould reply to ease this misery, knowing he’d been messaging me desperately for the past few days. I miss him like hell. If this is what it felt like not having his arms curled up around my body and his hair tickling my neck. I can only imagine what it would feel like withouth him at all. I decide to message him, a reply something he said says ago. My fingers type the words, staring at them for a few seconds before I press send. 

iMessage to: Reggie

I’m yours 


iMessage from: Reggie 

really?? u decide to text me back when i go to pee? now im happy and the pee wont come out properly 


iMessage to: Reggie

where r u? 


iMessage from Reggie 


im scared and im tired and i just want you 

i fucked up so bad princess, like i always do, but i want you so fucking bad 



iMessage to Reggie

you already have me 




iMessage from Reggie 

now 

i want you now 


iMessage to Reggie

my heart hurts Reggie 

and the only person i can tell is the person who hurt me 

you 

so fuck you 


iMessage from: Reggie

you dont understand 


iMessage to Reggie 

then explain, cause i cant go through this, im not someone you can play with and throw away, talk to me, im beggining you to talk to me 


iMessage from Reggie: 

park on 5th, right fucking now! 



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Surprise (1/?)

Summary :  You die while being on a mission with the team. At least , that’s what you thought. What happens when you suddenly wake up alive ? What do you do now? & how will the team handle the news after thinking you’ve been dead for months?

Warnings : swearing, angst, violence , fluff( tiny, tiny bit for now).

Pairing, (so far) : Avengers x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader( No permanent pairing yet!)
* Bold is readers thoughts,  &  italics are memories. *


                                                       Chaper One
    The sound of constant beeping fills your ears . You finally open your eyes to take in your surroundings ;You see the clean white walls, the heart monitors next to you, and the IV pole that seems to be attached to you. Where the hell am I . How the fuck am I alive ? You think back to the last thing you remember . 


    You were standing besides Bucky , fighting off hydra agents. You two banter back and forth , about how this is out of you range. How you belong behind a desk back at the tower. He wasn’t wrong, up until 5 minutes ago you were just a lab tech/hacker  for the team, you were shy and kept to yourself mostly . You were good with computers, so they asked you for help on this mission to hack into a Hydra base’s security feed. One thing led to another, and the team ended up being  severely outnumbered. You grabbed a spare weapon out of the jet you  were hiding on , then made your way out to help Barnes. Everything went fine, until Steve came to you guys. You always had feelings for Steve Rogers, but your relationship was horribly platonic. You never bothered to act on your feelings, the fear of rejection stopping you every time.  Steve was leading you back to the jet, when you had an eerie feeling of being watched. You turned around spotting an agent on a low roof, his gun aiming right at Steve. Before you comprehend what you’re doing, you throw yourself in front of Steve, yelling out a warning. The agent made his move, releasing numerous shots but missing his main target. You feel intense pain  tingle through you, you look down , seeing several bullet holes through your abdomen.  You hit the ground next to Steve with a thud. Your hands fly to your wounds , you feel your blood coating them as you try to apply pressure. Steve is immediately at your side along with Bucky. Their words are barely registering in your head, you can feel the blood loss taking its toll . Steve has you cradled in his lap , hugging you to him asking you to hold on .

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You slowly lift your hand to cup his cheek, pulling his eyes to yours. “  I’d do it over again if I had to Steve. I -” he cuts you off.

“  Y/n, don’t you’re going to make it, the medical team is -”

“  I’m not going to make it , & that’s okay “ Your speech is slurring and your vision is fading to black . “ It’s okay because I Love You.” The blackness completely takes over your vision.



So how the hell am I alive? Please tell me Hydra didn’t frankenstein my body . Oh God i’m going to be sick . What if -

     Your thought are cut off by who you assume to be your doctor walking in , with a shield logo on his scrubs.

      “ You’re awake ! That’s great Miss Y/n, I thought it would take at least another month or two. You really are a fighter. “ he chuckles while scribbling something on a clipboard.

 “ Who the hell are you , and where the hell am I. How am I alive, this isn’t plausible -” 

 “ Miss , someone is coming to explain everything to you shortly now that you are awake. What I can tell you is that your are safe, in a SHIELD medical house that treats people with similar situations as yours.”  Similar situations? People that are suppose to be dead?

“ You mean people that died on duty ? What the hell kind of place -” You’re cut off by a new ,familiar voice. Son of a Bitch .

“ Stand down Miss Y/n , the doctor only did as he was ordered.

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“ Fury, you son of a bitch.” Anger boils in your body .

“ I dont think the Captain would like to hear such language coming out of a ladies mouth Y/n .” 

“ You sick son of a bitch , who the hell are you to play God ! I was dead, I shouldn’t be here . What the hell did you do to me ?!” You shout at him .

  “ Calm down Y/n, it was the same procedure we applied to other agents that ‘died’ . You just happen to wake up a hell of a lot sooner, seems your body wasn’t as willing to die as you were.”

 “ That’s not a good enough explanation Nick . This is going against Nature, i want -“

 " You cant just say thank you, can you? ” he sighs before adding ,“ You received the same procedure Coulson had.” he confesses.  Anger starts radiating through you , you were part of the research team on that procedure, T.A.H.I.T.I . It was barely out of the experimental phase the last time you saw it .     

 “  You didnt have permission to do this Nick, what if I didnt want this , huh? You unwillingly brought me back , with a program that was still considered experimental!  For all you know I could have been in fucking Heaven !” You growl . You rip out your IV , and try to stand. As soon as one of your feet hits the ground, you know you’re not stable enough.      

“ T.A.H.I.T.I  is safer than it was when you decided to leave the project. It’s not 100% fixed, but its a hell of a lot better than being dead. We had permission from your emergency contact , no one was ready to let you go yet .” He gives you a hard look . Your emergency contact was your bestfriend, Giana, she moved to New York a year after you did . You’ve been bestfriends almost your entire life, she ended up moving in with you when she came to New York .

 “ Oh my God,” She didnt even cross your mind since you’ve been awake.   

  “ She’s being called down here now. You’ve been out for a few months Y/n , Giana had to sign a confidentiality agreement, but she gave us the right to revive you .” Tears are freely flowing from your eyes, How could I not think of her . What the hell is wrong with me. Then the team crosses your mind, specifically Steve. Sure you got along with the entire team , but you spent more time with Steve, Bucky and Sam . 

 "Does the team know?” barely a whisper slides through your lips.

Fury nods his head no , “ There is time and place to tell them ,and it isn’t now. Giana should be here soon, and there’s a someone else you should meet after you speak with her. Be grateful Y/n, not everyone is given this second chance.” You almost wish that he’d say you weren’t allowed to tell them . Well , this is going to be one hell of an awkward reunion.

    He goes to leave, but you stop him .“ Why me, Nick? I’m not a superhero with powers, or even a real agent. I’m a lab technician, and barely that . I was an intern Stark took a lucky chance on .” It really doesn’t make sense to you , you weren’t anything special, just a regular girl.

 “ You fit all the criteria, and according to Stark , you are one hell of a lab tech . Maybe now you can be something more. T.A.H.I.T.I only exists in SHIELD because of the risks, you are required to stay with us for the time being. You’re a liability until we perform the remaining tests to check your stability. When you are in full health , you will be assessed& trained as what is deemed fit, whether it’s a field agent, or lab tech . Things are about to change, hopefully for the better.”

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    It was almost 2 hours before Giana shows up , you spent the time in between thinking through things .What did they tell my family about what happened to me? This is so fucking unnatural. Fucking SHIELD.

 The door flings open, revealing  a distraught Giana . Her eyes are red and still leaking tears. You don’t hold in yours, letting them stream down your face as you lock eyes with your bestfriend.

    “ Hey Gi.” You whisper, before you know it , shes bolting towards  you on the hospital bed. You wrap your arms around each other , just crying . Tears are still dripping from both of you , but the loud sobs quieted down.

She breaks the silence ,“ What the hell were you thinking ?”

Oh God, here comes the yelling. Her voice is laced with anger, confusion, & sadness. She pulls her head out of your neck to connect her eyes to yours.

     “ I wasn’t thinking, I just -”

“ OBVIOUSLY YOU WEREN’T FUCKING THINKING..” she yelled. You wince at the tone, and the fact that she’s right next to you , but yelling like you’re across a parking lot. A sob comes out of her and she buries herself in your neck again.

    “ You left me Y/n, you were gone. You left me alone, and I didnt know what to fucking do . “ Her voice is soft, what she says brings you back to tears. You embrace her tighter, laying your head on hers.

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    “ I’m so sorry , im so so so sorry . I can’t imagine what you went through. I didnt think ,i just automatically pushed Steve out of the way . I just , I dont know .” You feel her nod before she speaks up,

     “ You know, you told him you love him”

“ Thanks for reminding me ,dick .” You both let out a laugh , not breaking your embrace.   The rest of her visit consists of her telling your what’s been happening the past few months. You’ve spent 90% of your life together so far, the thought of being apart breaks you. Your heart breaks as she tells you how it was while she was alone. In your mind, you find your relationship with Giana to be as indestructible as Steve and Bucks.   She tells you that your parents were informed them that  you were sent on a trip to Europe, to take care of some business over there last minute. You didn’t even want to know what they were going to say if T.A.H.I.T.I ended up not working. You push the thought out of your mind. When she leaves, it’s a painful goodbye. You reassure her that you’ll be right here when she comes back for another visit. When the door shuts behind her , you sink back down into the bed .You sigh, feeling exhaustion over take you . You let your eyes flutter shut, pulling you into a deep sleep.   


   When you wake up, you see it’s still dark outside . The light from the tv was illuminating the room, making you squint your eyes. Weird , I didnt turn it on who di-

You’re cut off by a blur of blue ,followed by gust of wind entering your room. Your eyes widen , and look to the chair next to your bed. Your mouth drops open in disbelief .NO FUCKING WAY . 

   Your eyes land on a guy about your age, with platinum blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. You recognize him immediately from the pictures in Wanda’s room .

 He sends you a smirk before speaking, “ Well good morning sleeping beauty , i’m Pie-”

 “ Pietro Maximoff ?” It comes out as a question, mainly because you can’t believe your eyes. Wanda’s clearly not dead brother was sitting in front you, with a sly grin on his face.

Well , Fury is just full of fucking surprises.

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Rika's back and MC gets left P. 4

Rika is back and MC gets sick at the same time she feels abandoned. Part 1 (x) | Part 2 (x) | Part 3 (x) | Part 4 (x) | Part 5 (x)

  • Rika felt a sense of satisfaction
  • She got off being the one everyone considered the most
  • sure, she lead MC to the RFA
  • sure she made a lot of trouble for MC and the rest of the members
  • But the one thing she did not want anyone to forget or even ever know really was
  • it also meant she could take her out of rfa with ease
  • And they wouldn’t ever know it was her or care if all went to her plan

– Yoosung –

  • From the last time MC invited Yoosung over, he remembered where she now lived
  • Why didn’t I visit her sooner?
  • Yoosung made his way to her building, knocking repeatedly and waiting for a response
  • Where is she? It’s almost midnight…
  • He almost gave up when she didnt answer either calls, text, or the door
  • Rika! Yoosung was surprised to see his cousin walk by
  • “Yoosung, what are you doing here so late?”
  • I came to see if MC is okay, shes been MIA for a while
  • “She’s fine! I talked to her not too long ago and she said that she was going to visit her family for a few weeks. I forgot to tell you guys about it too… sorry.”
  • It’s fine, don’t worry about it! Though, it would have been better if she told us herself…
  • “I dont know the details, but something about one of her family members being recently diagnosed with a terminal illness.. Yeah, it was terrible. She said they started to cough blood and she went to go help them through the process. Poor MC.”
  • You’re genuinely concerned for MC, you’re so nice Rika.
  • “Ofc, shes a memeber of the rfa too!”
  • Sorry, its just i know you dont know her that much, but im glad you guys get along well. Do you know when she’ll be back?
  • “I think after the funeral. Though it may be longer since i dont know how shell be okay after all of that. Next time we talk, ill ask her, okay? How about we go visit V? Im sure hes awake and wouldnt mind if you came over for a sleep over”
  • Yoosung felt like a huge boulder had been lifted from his shoulders now that he knew MC was physically okay
  • He felt bad that she didnt tell anyone that she was leaving to tend to a sick family member
  • But he felt that he would forgive her since she seemed more of a private person
  • I should get her a gift basket when she comes back; poor MC will be greiving when she returns- I could add chocolates and that coffee she likes with an uber soft blanket. Yeah, i wil do that for sure when RIka tells me when she comes back
  • Yoosung wanted to be a shoulder for MC when she came back since she was there for him when Rika was gone
  • he wanted to prove to her and himself and RIka that he was more than just a college student who played a lot of video games; that he was also a capable man

– Zen –

Zen has entered the chatroom.

Zen: MC! Please call me when you get this!

Rika: Zen, I forgot to tell everyone that MC went back to her home country to take care of a sick family member. I didnt want to say anything right away but she told me just recently that it may be a while before she returns because of how bad things are …

Jahee has entered the chatroom.

Jahee: Oh no that’s terrible. Is her family member in that bad of condition for MC to leave without saying bye?

Rika: I am afraid so. From what I know, they are really ill that it is now deemed terminal.

Zen: Oh man, i really thought something happened to MC

Rika: What do you mean?

Zen: I dont know, I thought maybe she got bored of us and left us or something happened to her health wise. I hope she knows that we are all here for her when she comes back

Rika: Dont jinx anything! I’ll let her know though that you were worried whenever we talk again ^^

Jahee: Please do. Id feel much better though if I could talk to her soon. Do you think you can let her know to call me please?

Rika: I will pass the message along!

Zen: me too please, I really miss her :c

Rika: I will, you guys worry too much ^^ dont worry guys, everything will be perfectly fine ^^

Zen: alighty then, i gotta go and meet some directors to talk about my wonderful gorgeous face making its appearance on stage soon, bye~

Jahee: Oh my heart!

Rika: Good luck!

Zen has left the chatroom.

  • He didnt trust Rika
  • He didnt even trust Jahee at the moment
  • He knows he saw MC at the store that night
  • And it seems highly unlikely that she would just leave without explaining the situation
  • Especially if someone she cared about was really sick
  • Would she?

– Jahee –

  • From what Mr. Han had been accumulating she knew what was going on somewhat
  • Though if the rest of rfa should know she didnt feel like she had a place to tell them
  • She did abandon MC just like the rest did
  • She wont deny that what the rfa did to MC was abandon her at a time she would have needed them 
  • despite all MC probably gave up to help them 
  • But she didnt want anyone to be in the unknown
  • Although, she didn’t know if Rika was lying or telling the truth maybe rika did know mc was sick and didnt want to tell because MC said so
  • Jahee didnt want to risk anything by letting the cat out of the bag cringing
  • For now all she felt like she could do was gather as much as she could about people with pneumonia 
  • She would look into it since that was all Mr. Han told her
  • Maybe find some coffee as well for MC and maybe chocolates as she thinks about pleading for forgiveness 

– Jumin –

  • He had no right to act like he should care for MC anymore
  • The moment they all left her, everyone in the rfa lost all the rights to care for MC
  • The only thing he could do was offer her the best treatment possible when he found out what she had it made him very uncomfortable to not know what she was suffering from
  • aside from the stabbing pains of being betrayed that he couldn’t fix for her
  • but that was only if Seven could find a way into breaking MC out of there
  • But he knew the longer they waited the worse she would get
  • When he saw MC through the camera on Sevens screen, he knew he never wanted to know what it felt to lose someone again
  • After he though rika died, he felt like his world tipped over
  • But if he loses MC, he knows he wont ever have a reason to go on living with himself
  • He did find comfort knowing that MC never seemed to have had lost her personality and all that made her so easy to be around
  • By the looks of it, it was all thanks to Paco who never seemed to leave her side
  • Are you almost done?
  • “I want her out of there as soon as possible as well, okay?”
  • Jumin was taken back with how Seven snapped
  • “Dont let it get to you, he always gets like this”  the famous ‘Vanderwood’ who leaned on the side of the wall said
  • I dont want to know
  • He decided he didnt want to get into what Seven did on his own time also bc ‘Miss’ Vanderwood was slightly scaring him
  • “Just get the IP address so we can get there and go”
  • “I cant just do that! Well, I can but there seems to be more stuff this guy is feeding me atm and its all about MC”
  • “Look at it when you get her out of there! Poor girl must be seconds away from kicking the stupid bucket”
  • Excuse me?
  • “DOnt take it to heart, he gets angry when he has to wait before a job”
  • “Shut the fuck up, I still have my taser, you oaf”
  • What do you mean hes feeding you?
  • “I mean, this Unknown guy wants her found but for some odd reason he cant let her go… idk myself, but it looks like hes just doing his job
  • “What makes you say that?”
  • “RIght here it says: Job. No. Yes.- Unknown
  • Isnt that a good thing then? That means we can get MC out faster
  • JUmin didnt care for all the extra side stuff
  • He wanted to just get to the point and storm in there to save MC and take her to the doctors he had on standby
  • Just hurry up!
  • “I would want to bu- OH shit”
  • Jumins heart stopped for a millisecond thinking that MC died
  • When he didnt see anything abnormal on the screen that showed MC he was confused
  • But looking at what Seven saw
  • He understood
  • Is that Rika?

– 707 –

  • Watching RIka give MC injections of unknown substances made him physically want to scream
  • Why would she do that?
  • What was she even giving MC?
  • Where is Unknown?
  • “Damn, white loaf can really go on strong” he ignored Vanderwoods snide comment focusing on V holding MC down so Rika could give her another injection
  • “Let’s go now Seven, no more playing around!”
  • Okay okay, let me just get this on my laptop so we can watch as we go
  • “If we take my helicopter we could be there quicker”
  • Yeah lets do that
  • Seven was in a daze
  • As he looked into the breadcrumbs Unknown was giving him
  • He began to wonder why Unknown even took MC away if he was going to help them in the end
  • Unless he too was forced into do this all
  • But why would Rika do this? What could she gain from this?
  • “Please dont”
  • Seven turned to look at Jumin who looked at him when they heard MC’s voice
  • “Ready or not here it comes~” Rika sang
  • “You both may want to look away” Seven heard Vanderwood say before turning away
  • Not once had he ever looked away from the screen while on the job

  • You begged her to stop
  • Whatever it was, it wasn’t the same anymore
  • You began to remember names and faces but you couldn’t match them together
  • Please stop this, it hurts!
  • “Sweetie, you’re dying anyways, this is me being merciful and helping you go faster. Be thankful.”
  • What about that other stuff? What was that other stuff?
  • “It will all be over quickly if you just listen to her, please MC”
  • You turn to look at the stranger with the sunglasses: who’s MC?
  • Am I MC? Are they talking to me ?
  • You think you know them but you can’t match any faces or names at all
  • “I’d ask if you have any last words you want me to give to someone but at this point, you probably don’t know if you have any friends or family “
  • You shake your head trying to think
  • Somewhere someone has to know who you are
  • Why can’t I talk?
  • You panic; thrashing your body away from the woman and man
  • “Stop it!” You hear it before you feel a stinging sensation on your cheek
  • “Like I said,you’re already dying “ the woman says as she huffs for air
  • The look on her face scares you
  • It looks like she’s enjoying whatever is happening
  • “You should never talk to strangers “ you feel the weight of something hard crash on you holding your face down on the now cold floor
  • “Don’t ever go to places you don’t know”
  • The pressure intensifies making your head build more pressure like it will explode
  • “Rika, that’s too much” you hear the man from earlier
  • Help me please! you silently beg 
  • You wonder why he doesn’t help you
  • “Stay out of this V”
  • You feel something stab your shoulder
  • Then you don’t feel anything at all

– Vanderwood –

  • Seven was annoying
  • Richie rich was annoying
  • They all were pissing him off
  • The rush to get to where this girl was chaotic
  • He was used to the silence that Seven would accompany him with
  • But not like this
  • This silence was deafening and suffocating

– V –

  • He didnt want to harm MC
  • she was one of the good ones 
  • but he didnt want to make Rika any worse than she already was
  • He knew 707 or Jumin must have caught on by now 
  • with the help he got from Unknown, he knew they would make it but not soon enough
  • He made sure that whatever happened; it would all be on him 
  • Even if MC may never wake up again
  • even if Rika would spend a lot of time in the hospital 
  • even if Jumin and everyone in the RFA should come to hate him
  • even if he should become the villain; 
  • he would do whatever it takes to preserve Rika’s legacy and love and pride
  • He just needed for MC to hold onto life 
  • She was already sick 
  • and the medication he had replaced with the medication Rika wanted Unknown to give her seemed to have been working 
  • He made sure Unknown gave her the treatment she needed
  • But he didnt anticipate for Rika to inject her with a strong dose of whatever she had made for MC
  • By the looks of it 
  • it definitely was not the same that he had Unknown give her

– Unknown – 

  • Any minute now, it would all be over 
  • one way or another, MC would no longer suffer
  • He knew that by lying to Rika he was compromising his safety as well as Saeyoung’s
  • But he couldnt kill MC slowly
  • not with what RIka had made for her 
  • No. 
  • Instead, he made sure he gave her the medication she needed 
  • he made sure that Saeyoung would find the bread crumbs he left 
  • He expected Rika to pull something big for the finally so he made MC an antidote to what Rika had 
  • he didnt give it to her yet but he would have to leave it for Saeyoung to find if Paco didnt find a way of getting the vile out of his jacket before they got to MC
  • All he needed now was to find a way to make amends 
  • To MC and to everyone else 
  • but he would do that after he found a way to forgive himself and Saeyoung 
  • because if he didnt make him hate him; none of this would have happened 
  • and MC would have had treatment for this and have never been involved 
  • When would Saeyoung see how toxic both were to everyone else?
  • Especially to someone good and simplistic and perfectly normal like MC. 
  • Did Saeyoung even know?
  • Did his brother know how toxic both brothers were to everyone?
  • Like how toxic they were to one another.
to the people who told me to "let it go"

stop invalidating the discrimination people with disabilities face from doctors and hospitals.

stop saying “its the doctors job to make sure youre telling the truth”, they couldve done that job without assuming i was making everything up, they didnt have to call me a liar

stop saying “well if you looked sicker, they wouldnt have been like that to you”, dont blame me for a doctors incompetence, they shouldnt have treated me like that in the first place.

stop saying “you have to understand, your illness isnt common, you cant expect them to have known what to do”, lmao not knowing what to do doesnt give them the right to mistreat me in any way, they couldve TRIED to do something instead of calling me crazy, a liar, an attention seeker and everything else.

stop saying “you cant expect a doctor to know everything, theyre human too ya know” i didnt expect them to know everything, or anything for that matter, this isnt a matter of their knowledge as a doctor, its a matter how human decency, something i was robbed of because doctors didnt even try to help me, they told me to go away, or that im overreacting.

stop saying “everyone makes mistakes, even them”, the constant discrimination i faced, the lack of help i got from doctors cause they were too busy calling me a liar has altered my life, it wasnt a mistake, it was a tragedy.

stop saying “well you know not all doctors are like that,” Yeah, i do know, i also know that alot of doctors are, and that it gets worse if people try to excuse what they do.

Im tired of being told to get over what i went through, im tired of being told to get over being told i wasnt sick, that i was insane, that i was a liar, because not only was it something awful to go through, but its something i am still going through. because there will be other people, and other doctors who think this.

only now its “i dont know what your illness is, it sounds fake”

and “i dont know how to help but let me act like i do”

now i have a diagnosis and i will face other types of discrimination by hospital and doctors. and people will tell me to let it go when i do.

and ill tell them to fuck off, cause it isnt somethig you just let go of.

the gang on a cruise - hcs

requested by anon - these take place in a modern au!!

  • who comes up with this wild idea???? 
    • “so…….guys…. we got u all together here today because” (soda looks at two)
    • “how bout we go….”
    • “on A CRUISE”
    • two and soda said that and nearly everyone erupted in a collective “NOOOOOOOO”
    • steve and johnny were the only two to say “yEAH”
    • lil steve has never been more excited for anything in his damn LIFE 
    • “FUCK U DALLY ITS 4 VERSUS 3 GO GET UR FUCKN SWIMMING TRUNKS”
  • the curtis household is an actual MESS between booking it, packing and just the whole thing in general
    • there’s literally never a dull/quiet moment (as always) (but now it’s 10x worse)
  • they literally dont pack until last minute
    • like it’s 5 hours before they’re supposed to be leaving 
    • and nO ONE
    • NO ONE
    • EXCEPT DARRY & PONY 
    • HAS PACKED
    • bc we know darry probably drilled down on pony to make sure he was packed on time
    • darry is losing his fuckin mind when everyone is at the Curtis house asking for shit
  • they have to catch a flight to miami bc their cruise is to the bahamas
    • darry saw the groupon and he hasn’t looked back since
    • darry is def on the plane asking if someone has aspirin or excedrin
      • “sometHING I NEED SOMETHING” 
      • dar thought he was getting a vacation asap but this whole process of preparing and getting there has never made the times so stressful
  • steve keeps asking for food??
    • “DARRY IM HUNGRY”
    • yknow how they give out pretzels or peanuts?
    • HE HAD ONE OF EACH
    • HE EVEN ATE THE PAPER OF A NAPKIN BY ACCIDENT
  • johnny is softly sleepin
  • dally is kicking the chair of the lady in front of him
  • and two is snoring at mAX volume
  • before they board the ship
    • they have all their luggages and shit and their hair is all messy and fucked up w/out grease!! (but in a sloppy-cute way)
    • but darry turns around and he’s like
    • “when we’re here, i don’t know any of you. i don’t know your names, u don’t know mine. if you bother me or make trouble, i swear on our parents that i WILL RING YOUR DAMN NECKS”
  • steve ends up yelling
    • “AWWWW FUCK”
    • “WHAT STEVE WHAT HAPPENED”
    • “I FORGOT EXTRA UNDERWEAR”
    • “I LITERALLY ASKED YOU THAT BEFORE WE LEFT” (darry)
  • EVERYONE IS DUMBFOUNDED AT FIRST BY HOW BEAUTIFUL THE WATER IS
    • CAUSE EVEN DALLY’S NEVER SEEN CLEAR BLUE WATER BEFORE 
    • BUT THEN EVERYONE HAS THESE SECONDARY THOUGHTS THAT ARE HYSTERICAL
  • soda’s all
    • “can we drink it”
    • “it’s water isn’t it?” (steve)
    • “ITS BLUE WATER” (soda)
    • “I THINK ITS LIKE POOL WATER” (steve)
    • and then u can hear darry speedwalk w his squeaking flipflops 
    • “god, you guys r just embaras-”
    • *already drinking it*
    • “you guys it’s saLTWATer”
    • *already spitting it out*
  • dally’s reaction to the water is ike
    • guys it’s just water
    • it’s just saltwater
  • stevepop takes another swing at drinkin the water to see maybe if it tastes different a second time (spoiler alert….it doesn’t)
  • but pony and johnny r still so struck by it
    • “wow. it’s just so beautiful. you see how the sun glistens off the water johnny? it’s awfully gorgeous”
    • and johnny’s like
    • “i aint never seen somethin so big in my life. well, except for the sky of course. it just looks neverendin”
    • steve overhears and says passingly
    • “calm down u two, the water aint nothing special it just tastes like ass”
  • two foR once in his LIFE
    • isn’t putting his two-bit into somethin
    • he’s actually speechless about the water
  • on the cruise itself tho,
    • darry is deadass in the saunas
      • he’s gettin massages and facials and shit
    • steve and soda are chasing each other around one of the decks
    • pony is getting seasick as FUCK
    • johnny is eating icecream
    • dally is smoking his life away
      • and getting yelled at by staff for it
      • and then continuing to do so anyways
    • two is having margaritas and sangrias at 3 in the afternoon bc he promised not to drink heavy
      • even tho by like midnight
      • he drinks a six pack of beer and he’s havin a grand ol time
  • steve and soda are horseplaying
    • on the deck
    • in the saunas
    • in the pool
    • in the meditation room
    • all im picturing is that in each room darry is somewhere w a grump face
    • while steve and soda are messin around with the playfighting and chasing and backflips??
    • LMFaO just change the backdrop of the location and stevepop are still fuckin around while darry is just “omgfdsfkh”
  • im tellin u rn that the playfighting becomes real after some time
    • like someone’s startin a fight
    • steve gets his tooth knocked out again
    • “cmon soda really??? the doc just replaced it”
    • “don’t be stupid it’s the tooth doctor u fuckin airhead”
    • “it’s the deNTIST U DROPOUT”
  • dally & two are always checkin out girls w soda
    • but soda only comes along when steve sleeps in
    • bc he loves hangin w his bro :’))
  • SODA IS DEF THE TYPE TO SUNBATHE 
    • AND DARRY COMES OVER AND HE’S LIKE
    • “soda what are you doing”
    • “move, ya michelin man. ur blocking my sun”
    • “you’re sunbathing?”
    • “well darry whAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE”
    • “well u need sunscreen, that’s what it looks like”
    • “go and get a massage or somethin jeez”
  • pony is 1000% gonna yank johnny down where they can see the sky real well at 7:02pm exACTLY
    • in order to see the sunset and stargaze afterwards
    • johnny will probably appreciate it but knock the fuck out
  • dally is definitely burning holes in towels with his cigarettes on purpose after he gets yelled at for smoking
  • KAROKE NIGHT IS A MESS
    • they have to drag two away from the mic
    • buT before he leaves, he gives the microphone a drunk peck of a kiss??
    • (DONT ASK WHY - IT’S JUST AN IMAGE IN MY HEAD OKAY)
  • okay well johnny is just THE happiest lil boy
    • he’s just so happy to be there with everyone in a place so far away from home
    • he’s just chillin with that ice creams and makin sure pony isn’t dead
    • and fkjshfk he’s just a lil ball of sunshine on the cruise, this kid
3

“You: What? Im hungry

Dean: You had a stake dinner two hours ago and ate half of mine

You: W-

Castiel: Dean, you do realize she is pregnant right?

You&Dean: What?

Castiel: Yes, she already has your appetite Dean

You: She?

Castiel: Oh yes. She is already strong, loving, caring like you. She is also stubborn, like Dean

Dean: Thats my girl

Sam: Did they find out? Or did you have to tell them?

You: You knew?

Sam: Of course, Cas told me on one of our hunts.

Castiel: I think its time for you to take it easy now. We dont want anything happening to you or the baby

Dean: Damn straight. I dont want anything happening to my girls

You: Fine. Cas, are you going to stay with me and play doctor?

Casiel: I would love to keep you company”

Dean is caught off guard by the pregnancy news and surprised you didnt find out yet or didnt fit the puzzles together. He is happy about being a father but also is scared because he didnt want anything happening to you or baby. Castiel has been wanting to tell you about your pregnancy, so he told Sam. Which Sam told him to wait until you found out so that you could tell Dean and finally him and Cas. Weeks has gone by and nothing. Castiel got tired of waiting and decided to tell the both of you instead, which he is happy he did because the expressions on both of you faces is extremely priceless for him. Sam is happy for his brother and happy he is going to be an uncle. An uncle to a niece and he is getting excited about meeting her. You couldnt believe you are pregnant, you didnt know if you could get pregnant at all and finally. A little life is growing inside you. The pregnancy made you incredibly happy. So happy the father is someone like Dean. So happy your daughter is going to have an uncle like Sam and Castiel. Something you have never had at all. It was only you and your parents growing up until they passed away. A family you have always wanted.

weedstoner-archive  asked:

that post u made reminded me that i have a communism question for u. so whenever i talk about it with my friends they always ask me what a communist society would look like, how there would be jobs without money, etc and up to a point i can explain it but i quickly lose confidence once they ask about details like. in terms of who would do the "dirty work" aka the jobs ppl don't want, how would u "buy" things without money, that kind of thing. i know theres prob not a simple answer but ya

a moneyless system is easy to explain. you dont work for money in the current society, you work for the goods and services that money purchases, but it is not the thing that provides your electricity. power isn’t generated by how much cash they can funnel into the furnace. get rid of money and the exchange-value system for the much simpler use-value system that is already in place. if someone argues that people will consume inefficiently, then theyre suggesting that capitalism is somehow more efficient by throwing away billions of pounds of food per year and refusing to shelter homeless people just because they can’t afford it. we have the technology to produce a surplus of basically everything and market mechanisms as we understand them would generally be made unnecessary in any realistic model of human consumption (many capitalists like to come up with absurd quantities of such-and-such commodity [10,000 gallons of water per day, for example] being consumed by one obnoxious person that ruins communism for everybody else, as if thats actually a problem worth a serious investigation)

communist society can’t be drawn up and pointed at like “this is it” because its the future. we can provide a rough framework for how it could function based on how our current society is able to operate (like above when i said that we currently produce a surplus, so we know for a fact that people could be provided for in the future) but we won’t know what problems may arise in the future until we get there. this is absolutely something that can seem disheartening, but for people that are so goal-oriented that they will settle for the current conditions just because they dont want to go through the work of building a better society, they are generally privileged to the point where they dont understand the necessity of radical change. they aren’t the ones suffering every day, so its easy for them to dismiss something that seems like a lot of work, even if its the only chance of survival for a large portion of the population.

the dirty work thing is an easy enough argument to dismiss when you’re well-equipped with the knowledge to do so. it often takes the form of the doctor-janitor story, where a doctor shouldn’t be paid the same as someone that simply takes out the trash, but this is a misunderstanding (and actually quite a funny one. they couldn’t have picked two better professions to compare tbh because its so easy to refute). doctors are certainly important to a (literally) healthy society. they are the people we go to so that we dont get sick and die. janitors are considered the lowest of the low because they dont actually do anything besides mopping or whatever (???), but imagine a world without janitors (or perhaps a world without their function is a better way to put it). without them, we would all get sick and die, same as a world without doctors. all of the dirty countertops in the world would make us all rush to the doctors office as we caught each others illnesses (a funnier thing to think about is how the market would react by suddenly producing a large amount of doctors to meet the demand of sick people, essentially reducing them to just another profession, removing the elitism that surrounds them. this is actually similar to doctors in the early days of capitalism. they were no better than the local trader, butcher, etc because all of them were important to the well-being of the population).

its important to understand this because this is actually similar to the old marxist feminist argument that women’s unpaid labor (in the home) is just as important as mens paid labor (in the factories). this is perhaps a little dated in some ways since capitalism has directly included women in the process of production, but before that, [the western concept of] gender was a clear-cut system of labor, where men produced and women reproduced, both in the sense of reproducing children [again, in terms of western concepts of gender, not actually getting into trans politics here] and also in the sense of reproducing labor. by taking care of the husband and her family, the sole duty of the housewife, she was responsible for the commodity producer (and the future generation of commodity producers and labor reproducers), and by extension, production as a whole. if it weren’t for this process of reproduction of labor on the microscopic level, the production of commodities wouldve been impossible, and this remains true for the doctor and the janitor, two very different jobs that fulfill the same basic purpose: to keep society going. to argue that one is more deserving of pay because one requires more “skill” than another or that one requires more education than another isn’t actually a criticism of socialism, but a realization of the cruelty of capitalism, where only those with enough wealth can afford to educate themselves and sustain their wealth (not to mention that this completely ignores the absurd fact that healthcare is a profitable industry, which it shouldn’t be).

one of the easiest ways around this argument though, especially if you want to get more into what communism would probably look like, is to just say that most of these things would be automated or taken care of on a community level. healthcare could be almost entirely abolished if we were to get to a point where we didnt have competition and the profit motive preventing us from finding cures for diseases just because companies make more money from selling monthly prescriptions than they ever would by actually stopping illnesses in their tracks, and for many other cases, machinery could be introduced in the emergency room (as is already done today) to make the doctors job easier. i think its safe to assume that janitorial work would also benefit from the introduction of machinery into the cleaning process and this work would become less stressful and more accessible to the general public.

(also, on the job question, id be a bad commie if i didnt quote the bit in the german ideology where marx says “… in communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic.”)

so there you go. hope that helps.

Ok so we all know keith would in fact give up everything to help people in anyway he can right? right ok so imagine-

Keith as a blood donor with O negative blood, Keith donating as much as possible without hurting himself before the whole voltron thing.

Keith overhearing Allua and Coran worrying over if using ancient atlean donated blood in the healing pod will affect the paladins negatively when they have to use it and Keith mentioning to them that he’s a universal donor and offering to let them use his blood, after telling them how blood donation works on earth.

turns out keith really is a Universal donor as his blood can also be used for several alien species in the same way it works for humans and among those species includes atleans and galra (and also arusians and some kind of slug alien among others? Keith isnt sure how he feels about that)

Hunk once walked in on keith having his blood extracted and panicked for a good five minutes before he was told what was going on and why it was happening, then Hunk became really interested in what was going on and listed off facts he new about blood and medical stuff like how to replace a liver or a heart.

Keith seeing a alien clinic at a space mall asking for blood donations and immediately walked in there, had to be saved by the team becouse these aliens know nothing about how much blood is able to be taken from a human and keith is basically a gold mine of life saving blood, the alien doctors were very apologetic.

Keith gets a little loopy the first few times they draw blood becouse Allura and Coran dont have a exact measurement for when to stop and this leads to mainly him being sat next and leaning on a pidge or being put on a space couch to take a nap and chug a bowl of space goo.

the other paladins also donate blood to the castle blood bank, with less frequency since one paladin loopy on blood loss at a time is enough thank you very much but the information they gain from each donating blood in incredibly interesting.

Lance was the second person to start donating blood becouse he also was a donor back on earth and keith will not beat him at anything he swears on it, also it makes him feel better knowing they have the extra blood if needed and wont be short in a dire situation involving aliens keiths blood isnt compatible with.

Pidge is next to start donating becouse she’s curios about the process and also what her blood type is compatible with

Hunk goes next becouse he feels like he could donate more at a time then keith or lance and he is also very curios about what his blood type is compatible with.

Shiro is last, for obvious reasons and the whole team is there supporting him and his decision when he decides to do this (closes his eyes while the need is in him and listens to the teams encouraging words, best way to fend off medical horror flash backs)

Hunk- AB (compatible with both galra and atleans)

Shiro- A(compatible with most galra which adds another layer of horror to his imprisonment) 

Pidge- b(compatible with atleans)

Lance- O positive (compatible with a completely different list of alien species)

thank fuck they all donate regularly becouse the times they save prisoners from prison ships that require a blood transfusion is horribly vast.

I dont know why I did this all I remember is thinking keith would donate blood then things spiraled out of control

Issues- Part Eight

ISSUES
Negan x you

When the saviours turn up early Negan comes face to face with one of the secrets Rick has been keeping from him. His eldest daughter.

Warning
This chapter contains a sexual nature and of course bad language from the start.  Enjoy :)

Word Count- 2,131

Read previous parts- HERE

Part Eight

Negan” I whispered, loud enough for him to hear. A hum was my response “Thank you”

“Any-fucking-time doll” he pulled me tighter but this tugged on my stitches and I couldn’t stop the ‘ouch’ that escaped my lips “How is your face?” He moved up on to his forearms to look at it.

“Sore” I admitted. Like someone was constantly stabbing my face with teeny tiny needles.

“Are you in pain?” He looked a little worried.

“A little” I admitted.

Huffing he got out of bed and cracked open the door. What was he doing? He did know he was in just a black pair of underpants and a white t-shirt? Right?

“Get some painkillers from the good old doctor for y/n. Her face is hurting and be fucking quick about it” Turning to me he said “I don’t like him being outside your door” so it wasn’t Joey tonight? I don’t know why but I suddenly felt a little less safe. Oh.

“Thank you” I said as the door closed with a click behind him.

“I told you, you need anything, and I do mean fucking anything you tell any of my fucking men and they will get it for you”

“I dont..”

“Just ask y/n” he said frustrated as he sat back down on the bed “I won’t keep fucking telling you”

Sorry

He stayed silent for a little while before turning to face me.

“Three stitches?” He asked running his finger so gently I barley felt it over them “God I wish I could be angry but Joey said you saved his life”

“I couldn’t let him get hurt, he wasn’t harming me or anything” I couldn’t let Daryl kill someone who didn’t deserve it.

“Fat Joseph is a fucking pussy cat” Negan laughed as his fingers moved down to my neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps. God this man is… I don’t even know how to explain it. Fuck.

“You like him” I smiled.

“I trust him” was his response. He fucking liked him and he knew that I knew it.  Maybe Negan was the fucking pussy cat. To me.

“You need to rest, give your beautiful face some time to heel”

A knock at the door surprised us both.

“That’ll be your painkillers” Negan smiled as he got off the bed and opened the door. I didnt see who was on the other side but soon enough Negan was back holding a glass of water and two white pills in his hand “Take them”

“I don’t want to sleep” I mumbled after swallowing the painkillers. I hope they kick in fast. That would be fucking nice.

“Ohhhhh damn” he had a glint in his eye that made me squirm “What have you got in mind y/n” he fucking winked at me.

I couldn’t fight the laugh that was building and had to let it out. Dropping backwards on the bed I could feel tears run down my face from laughing. How could this man just… fuck what was he doing to me?

I felt rather than heard him get back onto the bed, crawling so that his body was hovering above mine.

“You’re so beautiful” he said as I quietened, his fingers running up my ribcage. God those fingers.

Instead of speaking I lifted my head and kissed him.

His lips moulded to mine instantly. God he tasted so fucking good.

Moaning into my mouth he pressed his body onto mine, his entire body weight was on me. I could feel him. He was hard.

I couldn’t help the smile that tugged on my lips as we kissed. I did that.

I wanted more.

I needed more.

His hand pulled my t-shirt upwards, exposing my breasts to the cold air of the room.

Negan” I breathed heavily as his mouth left mine and found their way downwards. Oh my god.

My body felt like it was vibrating.

“I need you

You’ve got me” he told me as he came face to face with me again.

My lips found his as his hand found its way inside my underwear.

Oh my god.

Is he going to..

Yesssss

This man was not what I had expected.

His fingers were sliding in and out. Never faulting in movement as I writhed on the bed. Oh my god.

I could feel myself tightening. I was going to explode.

“Come on baby girl”

Negan

“Oh god, I’m going to….. I’m go….Im going to cum

“Yes come on y/n, cum for me”

Lights flashed under my eyelids as I did.

Holy fucking hell.

Woah.

“That was a fucking beautiful site” Negan spoke as he removed his hand from my underwear “Jesus y/n you are going to be the death of me”

“Don’t say that”

“Yeah I guess that has a different bloody meaning now, huh?” He mumbled running his fingers through his hair. Wet fingers. Holy shit.

“You won’t leave, will you” he said suddenly catching me off guard as I came down off of my high.

“What?”

Me” Leave him?

“I’m not going anywhere Negan but I won’t become one of them” Why would I leave him? Unless he did something to hurt me or, or Judith. God I missed her.

“I know

“Joey told me that th..” I paused. Did I really want to have this conversation after what just happened? I wanted more to happen.

“What?”

“He told me that you hadn’t been, to see them” I asked pulling my shirt down to cover myself once again suddenly feeling exposed “Is it true?” The man just had his hand in your underwear and now you feel exposed? God.

“Doll I haven’t fucking so much as been in the same room as any of them since the day you made me a fucking lemonade” he admitted turning his back to me.

“Why?”

“Because I met you

“You’re so confusing” I admitted because he was “Apparently they talk, about me”

“Pay no attention to it, I told you that…”

“I’d say yes if I was the only one” cutting him off from whatever he said.

It was the truth.

I had never paid any thought to it before but it was the fucking truth. If they didn’t exist I would be his, forever. You already are. Just admit it.

He stayed silent but I could feel the tension in the room begin to build. I should not of said that. Fuck.

“You don’t get to tell me what to fucking do here y/n” he said slowly but there was anger there. Shit

“I wasn’t I was just stating a fact Negan”

But it was no good he was already standing up and pulling his jeans on.

“Dont go” I begged “Please, I’m sorry I..”

“Sleep, I’ll be back I just gotta think”

He didn’t look at me as he left, slamming the door behind him making the mirror on the wall shake.

Fuck.

He didn’t come back before the sun had risen.

I felt numb, for the first time Negan hadn’t kept his word.

He hadn’t come back.

———

Unable to sleep now it was light I got dressed. I was hungry.

Opening my door I was shocked to see that the chair that always had somebody sat In it was empty. Why?

Had Negan got so pissed off with what I had said last night he decided I wasn’t worth protecting anymore? My heart hurt at this.

God why couldn’t I just bask in the glow of a Negan induced orgasm and let him… god what I wanted that man to do to me. I was so messed up.

My stomach rumbled reminding me I was indeed still hungry.

Fuck it.

There is no one here to ask about breakfast so I was going to have to try and find my own way to the cafeteria.

Closing the door to my room behind me I started walking the way Dwight had taken me the first day I had been out of the room. Was that really only the day before yesterday? Jesus.

A few men passed me as I walked, a couple looked at me but no one said anything. I guess I was allowed to wonder then?

Y/n?”

Surprised to hear a recognisable voice I looked to my left to see Eugene walking towards me. He was wearing a long black coat that I had defiantly never seen him in before.

Negan gave it to him?

Negan. Fuck.

“Eugene” I smiled, he looked good. He was safe and hadn’t been injured. This is good.

Part of me wondered if he was being held like Daryl.

Hugging him I felt a little better.

“What are you doing?” I asked as a couple more men passed. These I recognised. They had been at Alexandria. One winked at me and it shot shivers down my spine, and not in a good way. I didn’t like him.

“Breakfast” Eguene said. He had never been one for many words.

“Me too” I nodded “Its this way, right?” I pointed to the corridor I had been just about to walk down. This place was like a maze. I needed a map or something.

“It most certainly is” he nodded “Shall we?”

It felt nice to be around someone I had known for a year or so I guess? Time was a funny thing now. I was never really sure of what day or even year it was anymore. It didn’t matter I guess.

Having breakfast with Eugene was odd, it felt like I was in Alexandria. He had always been a little bit of a weirdo but he was smart. Negan saw that too and that is why he had him working for him.

Apparently he had him working on the walker wall out front, making them better, whatever that means and making Negan bullets. That didn’t surprise me. I mean the night we came here Negan called him ‘the bullet maker’.

“Have you seen Daryl or Rosita?” I had almost forgotten about her being here toowith everything. I wonder where she is?

What did Negan have her doing.

For a second I wondered if he had made her a wife and then I remembered he had confessed that he hadnt even been in a room with them since the first day I met him.

Part of me was worried that was no longer the case.

What if he went to see them last night after he left? What if thats why he didn’t come back?

“No” Eugene answered. He was about to say something else but stopped the moment someone sat on either side of him. Women.

Two women.

In black dressed.

Shit, his wives.

I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to see let alone have to speak to them.

One with almost black hair whispered in Eugenes ear while the other, a fiery red head just starred at me.

“You’re her aren’t you?” She said suddenly “You’re the reason”

“Amber!” She was cut off by the other one.

“What don’t tell me you haven’t been curious on what she looked like?” She laughed twirling a perfect curl in her fingers. She looked at me again and I just knew she was the one Joey had mentioned yesterday. The one who had a meltdown that time.

I felt uncomfortable. Every fibre of me wanted to bolt out of the room.

“Ladies, me and y/n are having breakfast we can discuss this later” Eugene spoke up. There was a nervous expression on his face. They were up to something.

As Amber glared at me the one with dark hair, who’s name I didn’t know gave me a small smile.

“What are you discussing with Negans wives?” I asked as they moved away. The sound of their heels echoing around the room. Whatever it was it couldn’t be good.

He wasn’t able to answer my question though as the double doors flew open as Dwight and another savior walked in. Looking me dead in the eyes he almost rolled his own before speaking into a radio he was holding.

What is he doing?

Turning back to Eugene as he finished eating “I think..”

“Y/n, come on” Dwight spoke coming to a stop at the table we sat at “Negans been looking for you” 

“I’m having breakfast” I told him. Once again everyones eyes were on me “I’ll find him when I am finished” He kept me waiting, it was his turn now.

“Y/n you should most certainly go” Eugene spoke. Now I was the one rolling my eyes.

He was right. I fucking knew it but still I wanted to finish my breakfast. Picking up my bowl I stood up and followed Dwight out of the cafeteria as I ate. This was ridiculous.

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Retribution PT4

Originally posted by gotjimin


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AUTHORS NOTE: Okay! So I bet you guys weren’t expecting this! Well I kind of got carried away with the story and if I put everything in just one chapter it would have been so fucking long, so here is PART 4. WITH THE MOST AWAITED SMUT. Once again I will announce, I am an awkward child when it comes to writing smut(even though I still try), so please bear with me if I suck. Anyway, I hope you liked it! Retribution has now come to an end. I will definitely miss doctor Jimin., this was really fun to write tbh. Tell me your thoughts, feelings, reactions & feedback! 



Tick Tock Tick Tock.

“Fuck you.” You hiss at your clock, blaming it for being too loud and being the main reason why you couldn’t fall sleep.

Well, at least that was what you were telling yourself.

It was 2:45 in the morning and the only thought that had been running in your mind for the past 6 hours were how Jimin’s lips felt against yours. How it felt to be in his arms and feel his body against yours. You shut your eyes, almost swearing you could feel him against you again. You grip your sheets tighter, your mind recalling the way his lips moved with yours and how completely addicting he had tasted. You press your legs together, a sudden wave of desire rushing through you and causing you to groan when you realized you weren’t getting relief any time soon.

As embarrassing as it was to admit, you have spent the past 2 hours just listening to the the silent drone of the halls, hoping you could hear the young doctor’s footsteps as he enters his apartment. Yet sadly, the halls were too quiet tonight, meaning the doctor had not returned from the hospital.

You were about to start counting sheep in your head when a sudden call of your name has you sitting up.

Why did that sound like Jimin?

You were going crazy, you decided. You were thinking of the doctor too much and now here you were at 2 in the morning, hallucinating about hearing his voice.

A sudden knock against your flat’s doors has you widening your eyes as you hear your name being called out again. You push your sheets off of you and pad your way into the main room, the sound of the knocks getting louder as his voice echoes behind the door again.

“Please tell me you’re awake.” You hear him murmur, his knocks slowing down as he suddenly sighs.

“You’re probably not.” Comes his low mumble and you hear the rustle of keys as he steps back. You twist the doorknob open, pulling the door back and revealing yourself in the darkness while the bright light of the halls blind you.

Jimin snaps his head back, eyes flushed with relief when he sees you standing awkwardly by your door frame. Your eyes study him, taking in the disheveled look of his hair, the dark circles below his eyes, his shirt filled with wrinkles and his shoes, you realize, were mismatched.

But hell, did he shine. Even when Jimin had looked fucked up, did he fucking look gorgeous. He was too sinfully perfect for his own good.

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Splinter’s Death, April Fault? And apparently Apritello is dead...What?

So apparently the death of Splinter is April’s fault….and Apriltello is dead….oh the people in this fandom….

Okay, since Im calmer, I can rant more appropriately.

Lets take in onto why April didnt save Splinter…shall we?

Remember back in the chompy episode they talked about the Aeon made April’s powers a little weak? ((I cant really remember what exactly was said.)) Well theres one of the reasons. 


Another reason is, she used up most of her levation during the Shredder fight.


Oh and after you just witnessed your Sensei getting gutted, then Im pretty sure you’d be paralyzed and shocked. After Splinter had fallen, April summoned enough of her last bit of powers to try to end Shredder once and for all. Hear me out, when you see someone die in front of you, something just snaps inside you making everything you do is beyond your bounds. Meaning when April blasted Shredder off the roof, she wasnt in her right mind. That or she didnt know she could even save Splinter, let alone shove Shredder off the roof. 


In the second part of the Finale, SPOILER ALERT!

She stopped Donnie from falling probably to his death since he was gonna land on his head, when he was on his feet, he told April he needed to get back up there. She told him she couldnt levitate him. Which makes me think she has limitation to these powers of hers.

Shes not an all magical goddess who can save people just whenever. She’s also still young, the death of splinter shocked her, she tried to save him by warning him, but sadly that wasnt enough. I mean look at these faces!

 These two were witnesses to this

Now of course she’s not gonna think “Oh let me use my unlimited use of powers to levitate this heavy pound rat to saftey” Plus even if she did, she wouldnt of saved him from death. Look how deep those blade are?

Those blades come out of his back!! They went into his stomach and out of his back. I may not be a doctor but Im pretty sure that would kill anyone. 

Not only the stabbing, but Shredder holds Splinter high, making the blades go deeper into the body. Making the wound worse.

Then theres the fall.

That fall was in slow motion for us audience so we could grasp what was happening. But in reality, it was in a blink of an eye moment. There was nothing April nor anyone could of done. Knowing April, she would of used up so much of her powers to save Splinter. But with those wounds, and the impact a fall can have, he was already dead. That fall from a building that high would of killed him during his falling Im sure. ((Dont quote me on that))

Now lets talk about April’s sudden powers when she puts down shredder.

Right here is where I think she’s gathering all of her powers that she can, her eyes becoming murderous in the process, 

You can see it in her eyes, shes going to take this guy down, shes gonna avenge her sensei, shes gonna make him feel pain and die for what he’s done. You see that murderous look as I pointed out above.

This is probably her last bit of power she has in her before she collapses from using up so much of her powers already.

And dont forget again, the crystal weakened her. So this might be at her most powerful? Maybe. I could be wrong.

With Casey’s help she, they achieved something, at that time. They  avenged Splinter, their teacher, so they thought.

Lets talk about the wound.

Yes, Leonardo’s hand is soaked with blood. It this was on another network, this would be the gory. Im glad this show doesnt show much blood cause I wouldnt be able to stomach it. But Splinter’s top half of his robe would be covered in blood. Mikey probably would have some on him 

As the picture says, notice how Mikey is positioned, he isnt on top of Splinter like he was back in season three, hes holding his father’s hand and laying his head on it, it could be that theres so much blood he doesnt wanna get closer to it. That or, something else I cant really theorize it properly. 

What Im trying to say is, blood. LOTS of it.

Donnie and Leo would at least be sitting in the pool of blood of their fathers, meaning levitation or not, he would of died from the amount of blood. And the impact of that fall.

I do close this subject with this… APRIL IS AND WILL NEVER BE AT FAULT FOR OUR PASSING SENSEI. So whoever started this frenzy need to just really speculate before just blaming.

APRILTELLO IS DEAD SUBJECT

So is this why April is being blamed? Cause she’s apart of a ship that some dislike? If so, thats obserd! This person who started this was obviously a Capril shipper.

Because gosh forbid, one cant comfort another and not be tied into stupid romance.

Is this why Apriltello is dead? Cause he comforted her? I mean, I dont care either way, Capril is adorable and I do like them, Like all ships. I honestly dont care. What Im getting at is its pretty immature that you try and rub this in Apriltellos face claming that ship is dead.

Apriltello will never die, as long as it has shippers, it wont ever die, just like the ship Capril. That ship wont die cause it too has fans. Do I ever claim that its dead, hell no, cause that would be incredibly rude to the Capril shippers, like its rude to Apriltello shippers.

Most of dont like Caprils cause fans like the ones who are immature ruins it, well atleast that goes for me, I dont mean to speak for all. Its just….incredibly offensive is all.

Ships never die. Canon or Fanon, EVERY ship will live on. Cool it with the immatury, it makes you look like spoiler kid. 

I know im gonna get a lot of flack from this, but this needed to be said before this crap grew worse and more irritating.

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Be mature, please, I dont babysit. Also feel free to add onto this. But be respectful to one another. I dont condone with jerks.

mooncactus  asked:

What do you want and NOT want for spx?

I kind of want the resurrected person to be skul. Mostly because I’m just desperate for val taking him out for food he wouldn’t have had when he was alive. Feeding him indian and laughing at his shock. Watching him freak out over cola. Learning how he has his coffee. That shit.

I’d also take the resurrection being anton and ghastly, because that was just not fair

But I really don’t want the resurrection to imply his family. I’m quite happy over here on the good ship valdug. 

which like. that. naturally. i want valdug. it doesn’t have to be explicit, i dont want the series to turn into a set of romance books. but just little things. death bringer, kotw levels of shippiness would be enough to satisfy me, even if its not stated outright that they’re A Thing. but i would like it to be out there that they’re A Thing, all the same

i want china trying very hard to get back into skul’s good books after the family reveal, because i like china and i want her to be putting a lot of effort into redeeming herself and fixing her relationship with skul, and by god is he going to make her work for it

i want alice to know skul better than she knows val. i want it stated or implied that skul has been putting a lot of effort into building up some kind of neutral-if-not-positive relationship with val’s family while she’s been gone

weirdly, i want more fergus. give me fergus interacting with skulduggery.


i also don’t want omen messing up the dynamic between skul and val. like, my feelings for omen at the minute is kind of like when the doctor regenerates and you’re just automatically predisposed to dislike the new doctor until he proves himself. that’s how i feel with omen. if he’s gonna be there, i want him to have his own dynamic with skulduggery and his own dynamic with valkyrie, and most of all to make me like him. which means the closeness between val and skul, issues resulting from her ditching him for america not withstanding, needs to stay untouched

and im kind of hoping it’s not darquesse coming back, because her storyline was nicely tied off in tdotl. and i can stick to my headcanon that after val dies, way way into the future, skul lets lord vile go off to find her and they kick ass in that alternate dimension together

also yeah i want them sorting out their issues. five years is a pretty long time. he’s probably missed her horrifically and is kind of stung that she left him so long. she’s feeling like shit for going. these two have serious codependency issues, the longest they’ve been apart since they’ve known each other is his year in the faceless ones’ realm, and that wasn’t by choice and he hallucinated her all the time bc he missed her so much. she barely ate, slept or did anything else re: self-care bc she missed him so much. five years. every time he called her he begged her to come home. i need them talking it out. and vulnerable skul. i dont want him just playing it off as ‘it doesn’t matter’ or joking about it. i want him to actually be upset about it. 

we had some nice hints in the last phase at val getting to the point where she’s recognised as a capable detective in her own right, not just bc she’s “skulduggery pleasant’s partner/sidekick/combat accessory” and i want more of that in spx. 

at the same time, i want skulduggery absolutely fucking people up for attacking her or flinging shit at her about darquesse. he’s missed her. she’s healed a little more than he thinks she has, and she was expecting all this when she came back. possibly he’s overcompensating just a little. 

what do you want/ not want?

pika-ace  asked:

That last thing about Ruben living with Usnavi and Sonny gave me this idea. Imagine that Ian or Jason came into the bodega one random day for some unknown reason and Usnavi and Sonny IMMEDIATELY jump into defend mode and tell him to get the hell out because Ruben's freaking out and having MANY war flashbacks and afterwards they both sit beside him and comfort him cause he's family now, they're not leaving him.

i want this. i imagine it being jason who’s sorted out the ian situation (because i dont want ian to find ruben in his new home where he feels safe and ruin that for him too). jason’s got his life together a bit. he doesn’t have the stress of the ian thing, he’s had time to think, and also, it feels weird to him to walk through the hospital every day and never go into the lab. but he doesn’t need anything from there any more, and even if he did, ruben isn’t there. ruben left, went to jamaica and there was an investigation and everyone thought he was dead, and then he came home but never came back to work. nobody really knows what happened to him.

it preys on jason’s mind whenever he walks past the lab without going in, because he’s starting to realise, now that he’s not so focused on his own life, that he’s taken a lot away from ruben. his friendship, his time, his research. his job. ruben doesn’t even live in philadelphia any more, so kind of his home too. he does some digging: ruben’s a chemistry teacher now, living in some scruffy-edged neighborhood in Washington Heights. ruben the guy who could make a million-dollar sleeping drug completely on his own, the guy who jason went to in the first place because he heard he was the best of the best. 

it preys on jason’s mind and he hates that. he should find him. he should apologise. he daren’t try and call ahead, what if ruben refuses to meet him, doesn’t give him the chance to make amends? but it shouldn’t be too hard to find him, now that he knows roughly where to look.

(he’s right: ruben would have refused to meet him. it does not occur to jason for a second that apologies don’t heal past hurts when you force them onto someone.)


it’s a quiet-ish saturday morning, and ruben isn’t actually needed in the bodega, but he’s got nothing else to do and the near-constant chatter that usnavi and sonny bounce off each other is so much better than just sitting on his own. he likes it here. 

(he’s been here about six months now, finally finding a place to settle while he was still all burnt out around the edges from the whole jason and ian thing, from jamaica.

for a long time it felt like every day was his first day here even after weeks, tentative and skittish and so worried about being too fucked up for this warm, sweet little place to want him.

it felt like every day was his first day until the day that usnavi tacked up a puerto rico flag next to the DR flag in the hallway of their tiny shared apartment above the bodega, ruben’s island next to usnavi’s, and then suddenly it felt like he’d been there forever.

later that day, almost in a whisper, he’d told usnavi how far away he’d come from - philly to jamaica before landing in the heights, and why he’d had to go so far in the first place.

usnavi had been very, very quiet. the next morning, sonny had been very, very quiet too, so he knew they both knew. but then the day after that, the bodega had been full of noise again and the PR flag stayed flying. ruben was pretty sure he’d found his home.)

it’s a quietish saturday morning and the bell over the door jingles and

ian

jason?

and it sounds like the bell keeps ringing and ringing in ruben’s head because it doesn’t matter, whenever the person wearing that face walks into a room that ruben’s in, it never goes well for ruben. 

“ruben.”

no,” he says. usnavi is looking at him, sonny has noticed the sudden almost-silence and is peeking out from round the shelves to see what’s up. “no, no, you can’t be here, you can’t, this is my home, you can’t be here-”

“ruben, ian’s gone. he’s gone, and i’ve had so much time to think, and -”

jason takes a step closer. ruben immediately moves to put the counter between them, shaking his head in mute terror. he feels faint. it’s so hot - it’s always hot here, the AC’s always fucked, but suddenly it’s beyond just warm, it’s suffocating and ruben can’t breathe. this isn’t fair, this isn’t fair, can’t he have one place that’s safe?

“well, you’re definitely not from the barrio, and since i dont think you’ve come all the way here just ‘cause you’ve heard how good my coffee is, i’m gonna have to ask you to leave my store,” comes a deceptively friendly voice.

usnavi steps round so that ruben is safely blocked in between usnavi, the counter and the wall. 

“i…i came to apologise,” says jason, but he’s clearly realising he fucked up here, with ruben shaking like a leaf and whoever the hell this guy is shielding him from jason’s sight, glaring up from under a flat cap. he’s as tiny as ruben is.

the kid who wanders out from the back room is even tinier. he is also, however, holding a baseball bat in a way that suggests his height would not be a disadvantage, and might in fact put him in a pretty good position to kneecap someone.

“i- i didn’t mean to scare him,” says jason, regretfully, to the two strangers (ruben has put his hands over his ears, screwed his eyes shut like he’s hoping everything will sort itself out by the time he tunes back in). “i wanted to fix things.”

sonny looks meaningfully at ruben, still half-hidden behind usnavi. “good job.”

“you nearly kill a guy - or, whatever, your weird brain condition personality nearly kills a guy and you dont think stalking him across the country and showing up at his house without warning is gonna freak him the hell out?” asks usnavi, sceptical. “man, no wonder you fucked up so badly before, if this is your idea of fixing it. i thought you were some kind of doctor, aren’t you supposed to be smart?”

“wait, he told you-” jason starts, then thinks better of whatever he was gonna say. “never mind. look, can you just…tell him that im sorry? and that he’s safe now? ians gone. forever.”

“have you considered following ian’s example, maybe?” suggests sonny.

“we’ll tell him,” says usnavi. “now get the hell out of my store. you’re banned.”

Retribution

Originally posted by taetaehyungs


Request :  Hi you’re taking requests right~? Could I please ask for a scenario with a doctor!jimin? The plot is up to you ^^ Thank you 💖💖

Authors Note: Hey! So I’m making this a hate turns into love type of story. I’m also probably going to turn this into smut cause Jimin deserves a smut, esp with how he’s been making me feel lately. LOL. Anyway, I dont know how many parts this is gonna have but I’m thinking the maximum is just three. So, stay tuned. I’m also sorry if there are errors, I tried proof reading but I know I always have mistakes either way. Hope you enjoy! Tell me what you think ;)

Note: There is a slight mention of blood, nothing major but I still have to warn you.

PT2



Fuck shit. Fuck. Shit.

Fucking shit. 

You throw your head back, eyes trying to look anywhere else rather than on the cut on your best friend’s leg. You tap your foot unconsciously against the porcelain tiles, listening to the constant cry of the baby a few beds away. You nibble on your lower lip, your fingers drumming against your thigh as your thoughts start consuming you. 

“Y/n Calm down, I’m not dying.” You hear Yoongi say and you all but glare at him, your jaw locking as you place your hands on your hips. 

“You’re bleeding a god damn lake, Yoongi. I swear, I dont even know why you’re so calm about this.” You growl, eyes scanning for the nurse you had talked to earlier. 

“She said a doctor would be here soon, just calm down.” Yoongi sighs before leaning back against his bed, grabbing his phone and checking his social media accounts. 

“I will not, you could get an infection or fucking bleed to death. You are not dying on me today, Yoongi. Now where the hell are the doctors here?!” You growl, gaining the attention of the rest of the patients waiting to be attended. 

“Ma'am, I’m so sorry but we’re really short staffed today.” One nurse had muttered, checking on one of the patients beside Yoongi’s bed.She eyes you nervously as you glare at her only to be called out by Yoongi, telling you not to scare the poor girl.  

“How do you become short staffed at a hospital? Is that even legal?” You mumble, eyes scanning the hallway before you catch sight of a shade of white. 

“What about that one? Is he a doctor?” You ask the nurse, pointing to the blonde haired boy who was looking down at his phone, hands buried in the pockets of his white coat. 

“Ah,” The nurse purses her lips “Yes but-" 

"Hey! Doctor blonde!” You call out, hands waving as you try to get his attention. The said doctor furrows his eyebrows but continues to walk forward, ignoring your attempt.

“Hey! Do you hear me or not? Blonde boy!” You all but growl, feeling the irritation seep through you at the amount of bad service you were getting. You were about to call out to him again, a list of insults floating in your mind, but he snaps his head up, eyebrows arching as he places his phone back in his pockets. 

“May I help you?” He asks, his gaze threatening, telling you he wasn’t pleased with the way you had called for his attention. 

You couldn’t give a damn what he thought.

“My friend is bleeding like hell here and before any nurse can touch him they apparently need consent from one of the doctors.” You place your hands on your hips “We’ve been here for an hour and no doctor has even tried looking at him." 

"Well I’m sorry but I’m on my break. Another one of my colleagues will probably tend to him soon.” He shrugs, just about ready to walk away. 

“Listen here short fry, another one of your colleagues will be tending to a lot more people if you don’t check on him. NOW.” You hiss, watching as he stops on his tracks, his arms suddenly tightening as he his jaws clenched.

 "What did you just call me?“ He angled his head back to look at you and you arch your eyebrow up to challenge him.

Short fry.“ You smile "So, are you going to do your job or what?" 

His mouth flies open in a scoff as he fully turns his body to look at you "What makes you think I’d want to help you after the way you’ve just spoken to me?”

“How about my complaint letter if you don’t?” You shrug. Screw good manners. You could see the pain in Yoongi’s face and if he wasn’t going to get treated soon, you didn’t mind unleashing hell. 

You watch the tightening of the doctor’s jaw, his gaze just about ready to cut you if he could. He takes one look at Yoongi before he lets out a sigh and starts walking forward. The smile that spreads across your face has you covering your mouth then clapping your hands.

“How’d you get the cut?” The doctor asks Yoongi as he checks the wound with caution. 

“I was out skateboarding and tripped, I kind of hit this metal rod and it opened up.” Yoongi explains and you hide the shudder that runs through you, remembering how he had called you for a ride to the hospital after the incident.

“Its nothing too deep, it’ll need stitches though and you’ll probably have to be injected to avoid an infection. I’ll get a nurse to work on it immediately and I’ll write you a prescription for pain killers.” The blonde doctor mumbles, writing a few things down while the nurse beside him nods attentively at his instructions. 

Once he was done, he gives Yoongi a light pat on the shoulder before turning around and locking eyes with you. 

“Thank-” You were about to say but the sudden smirk that covers his lips makes the words die down in your mouth. He stuffs his hands back in his pockets before he’s walking forward, bumping against your shoulders in the process. 

“You owe me for this, princess.” You hear him mutter, low enough that only you had heard. 

Owe him? 

You frown at the hallway where he had disappeared off to. The more that you thought about him, the more he started seeming familiar.

As if you’d seen him before

You purse your lips in silent thought only to jump when you hear Yoongi’s scream of pain once his wound was being cleaned. 



“I’m fine, Y/n.” Yoongi groans through the phone and you have to bite back a smile as you balance a number of boxes in your hands. The set of books you ordered had finally arrived in the mail today and you had not expected them to be boxed separately, and in such large boxes at that. You navigate yourself down your building’s main halls, lightly pressing on the elevator button while balancing the phone between your shoulder and ear. 

“Is Hoseok there? Who’ll be cooking your dinner? Are you-" 

"I’m fine. I’m ending this call, goodnight.” Yoongi quips, suddenly ending the call and your mouth immediately flies open in shock. 

“Min Yoongi! You asshole!” You growl to no one before hearing the elevator doors ding open. You step inside, relived to hear the footsteps of someone else behind you. 

“Excuse me? Could you press the button for the 15th floor?” You call out behind the pile of boxes constricting your view. 

“Sure.” Was the curt response of your companion and you sigh happily as you lean back against the steel wall, listening to the low drone of music playing in the background. You unconsciously look down, eyes studying the dark gray sneakers of your mystery companion. Your eyes slowly lift up, widening slightly when you see how tight his jeans had hugged his thighs; which were obviously shaped with muscle. 

You bite your lower lip in interest, suddenly feeling the need to at least see this mystery person’s face. With thighs like those, you were predicting him to be a six foot tall athlete with ripped arms and a smile that could kill. You had let your imagination run wild until you heard someone clearing their throat, snapping you out of your reverie.

“It’s the 15th floor.”

You jump up in shock, letting out an embarrassed laugh as you step forward. A wave of shame starts vibrating through you due to your indecent thoughts and you do your best to glue your face against the boxes you were holding as you step out the elevator doors. 

“Thanks." 

You had not expected him get off on the same floor as you, had not even expected him to be walking at the same direction as you. You frown as his footsteps match yours, even stopping when you had stopped. 

You were getting suspicious, maybe your mysterious thigh man was actually a crazed murderer. Once you stop in front of the door of your flat, you drop the boxes and turn around, ready to confront the crazed man. You open your mouth but no words come out when you’re greeted by the back side of Mr. Thighs as he opens the door of flat right across yours. You immediately shut your mouth, dropping your hands as you watch him jiggle his keys a few times before the door finally opens. You try to peak over his shoulders and see his face, just now realizing that you had never seen your neighbor a day in your life. You frown as he shuts the door behind him, not even revealing the corner of his cheeks or even the color of his hair that was tucked away under a red beanie. You purse your lips in regret before you’re shrugging your shoulders and turning back to open your door.

 So Mr. Thighs lives right across from me. 



                                                  (After 3 days) 

 "I think I lost them.” You mutter to yourself, shoulders sagging as you look at the horrible state of your room after tearing it apart just to look for your glasses. 

You let out a sigh, ruffling your hair as you turn and make your way back towards the kitchen. You switch on the TV, grabbing the knife from the kitchen counter as you return to chopping ingredients for the meal you were preparing. You take one glance at the TV, eyes smiling as the current group you were addicted to takes the stage. You hum their songs blissfully, even swaying to the beat, totally oblivious to the damage you were doing. 

“FUCK!” You scream once the knife had dug into your skin, blood immediately runs down your finger due to the small cut. You stare at your hand in horror, another wave of nausea vibrating through you. You had not known that you had let out a loud scream, had not even realized that you were shaking on the ground till a pair of hands suddenly take yours into their own. 

“What happened? Did you do this to yourself?” Your lips had dried, your mind blank as you just glanced up at who had came to your rescue. 

“It’s not that bad.” He mutters staring at your hand “It’s just bleeding a lot. Are you scared of blood?" 

You don’t answer. You just blink up, trying to see him clearly but your own fear was blinding you as you push back tears. 

"Where’s your first aid kit?” He asks again, more soothing now. 

“Second drawer to the left.” You had finally spoken, voice barely a whisper but still enough to relieve him. He pats your head lightly, moving across the room to grab the said kit before he’s back by your side. 

“This’ll sting, okay? It wont last long.” He warns you and you nod. A hiss escapes your lips as he cleanses the open wound, doing his best to be as careful as possible. A few tears slip past your cheeks and you wipe them away with the back of your free hand, embarrassed to be crying in front of a stranger. After a few minutes, while he was bandaging your wounded finger, you had finally calmed down. 

“There, all done.” He mutters, head lifting up to look at you. Once your gazes had locked, your eyes immediately widen and your mouth flies open. 

“You-You!” You gasp, using your injured hand to point at him only to groan at the sudden sharp pain that ran through you. 

“Dont do that! The wound’s still fresh!” He clicks his tongue, taking your hand back in his hand and examining it. You frown at him, eyes narrowing as you pull your hand away. 

“You’re that mean doctor a few days ago! What the hell are you doing here?” You mutter, holding your hand against your chest “Are you stalking me?" 

"No.” He frowns before running his hand through his hair “If I’d stalk someone, it definitely wont be you." 

"Then why are you here? How’d you get in?” You ask, eyes scanning him in question. He was in a plain gray shirt paired with dark blue pajama pants, his hair slightly disheveled and to top it all off, he was barefoot. 

Just where in the world had he come from? 

“I was making dinner then I suddenly heard a scream. I stepped out the door to check and I heard you scream louder so I started knocking on your door.” He shrugs, standing up then frowning at the mess that had covered your kitchen counter top. 

“I live across the hall.” He mutters, grabbing the wash cloth by the sink and starts wiping off any trace of blood that had spread over the counter top. 

Across the hall? A sudden image of masculine thighs cross your mind and your mouth flies open as you point at him. 

You’re Mr. Thighs?” The words were out of your mouth before you could stop yourself and you immediately wince as you turn away from him, your cheeks reddening. 

“I’m what?” He chokes out, eyes watching you in fascinated humor. 

“What? I didn’t say anything.” You feign innocence as you walk towards the fridge, hoping to ignore him. 

“Yes you did. Mr. Thighs? Is that your nickname for me?” The teasing tone of his voice irks you and you turn to look at him with a glare only to find him lifting up his pajama pants and exposing his thighs, studying them quietly.

“Well, they are pretty amazing, if I do say so myself.” He smiles, eyes twinkling as he meets your gaze yet again. You feel your entire face heat up as you grab a random carrot slice and fling it at him only to have the blonde boy laughing out loud.

Oh wow

Your anger had immediately subsided at the beautiful sound that caressed your ears and you suddenly felt the need to make him laugh even more just so you could hear it again. You clear your throat in embarrassment at your thoughts, turning to look at your ingredients and shivering when you see a few trails of your blood on them. 

“Guess I’ll have to order take out.” You sigh to yourself. 

“You can come over and eat at my place.” The doctor smiles at you “I was cooking earlier and I think I made more than what I could eat." 

You arch an eyebrow at him, doubting his kindness as you cross your arms over your chest 

"I don’t even know you." 

 "I’m Jimin, but I’m also Mr. Thighs, remember?” He laughs and this time, instead of sounding beautiful, his laugh had just irked you. You grit your teeth as you stomp towards the doors, throwing it open and smiling the most sarcastic smile you could muster.

“Get out.”

The young doctor arches an eyebrow at you, eyes scanning you up and down and you curse the heavens for the fact that you had chosen today of all days to wear your yellow duck printed shorts. 

“You’re really something, aren’t you?” Jimin shakes his head, his expression vague “I just helped you, two times to be exact, and all you can be is rude to me.”

“Did I ask for your help this time?” You arch an eyebrow, ready to counter his sarcasm with your own.  Your blood starting to boil, sure you were thankful but with all the cockiness that was vibrating off of Jimin, there was no way in hell you were going to just kiss his ass for it.

“No.” Jimin shakes his head as he slowly walks towards you “Which is why I’m annoyed at myself for even bothering.”

“Well you can be annoyed once your inside your own home.” You smile sweetly at him, eyes batting as you bob your head to the side “Right now, I need you out of mine.”

Jimin presses his tongue against the inside of his cheeks, his temper rising as he stands less than a foot away from you. You meet him head on, your gaze unwavering as you motion for him to exit. He steps out the doors but turns to look at you, a sinister smirk plastering itself on his face. 

“You still owe me, princess.”

“Another time, short fry.” You bite your lower lip happily at the look of anger that crosses his face but before he could even open his mouth to retort, you slam the door shut. You let out a maniacal chuckle before turning back towards your kitchen, searching for take out menus you’d hidden around.



Jimin stares at your door in complete and utter reverberation. Never in his life had he ever been treated the way he was a few minutes ago. At first he was going to allow that incident at the hospital to pass but after having a door slammed to his face, Jimin had decided he was not taking this standing down. 

Short fry? Short fucking fry? 

Oh no. Jimin was not one to let things pass without there being any retribution. The doctor had helped you two times, and two times have you embarrassed him. 

No, no. Jimin was going to get you back.

This. Means. War. 

anonymous asked:

RFA reactions upon finding out MC has sixth sense and has a little ghost clinging to them? And the ghost would always play pranks from innocent ones to rather dangerous things to the MC because he/she became jealous of being close to RFA?

MOD SAERAN HERE :D here a HC i promised C: *sorry if its short im focusing on the giveaway and everything* 

Zen

  • OKAY SO this poor muffin is believing the world is against him
  • WHY IS HIS PRECIOUS PRINCESS GETTING SHIT THROWN AGAINST THEM
  • GOD WHY ARE YOU HURTING MY LIFE. MY HEART. MY SOUL.
  • You saw him become really REALLLY FUCKING paranoid
  • You decided to sit him down and talk to him that you have a ghost that follows you around
  • He was laughing and he was believing you were joking around
  • But then you just looked at him and said Stop laughing
  • He continue laughing until his picture fell
  • JESUS Christ he became so fucking quiet. He became so quiet that Elizabeth 3rd can fucking walk in and he wouldn’t sneeze
  • You told him that the ghost doesn’t like him because the ghost is really clingy to you
  • He literally was ready to talk to the ghost
  • “OKAY look Mr. Ghost….. I am sorry that I love myself *another picture frame fell* AHHHH OKAY IM SORRY I CAME FROM A FAMILY WHO TORE ME DOWN ALOT I HATED MYSELF OKAY and I can’t control myself sometimes but what I do know MC is the most beautiful person ever. You and me are both lucky to be with such a wonderful person……. I understand you want her to yourself….. but I would love to make a compromise :’).
  • The ghost was silent probably thinking and shit
  • “Please…… let’s make this work *cue the tears*
  • The ghost was good because Zen actually talks to it whenever you are around and you help translate :)

Jumin

  • ever since you started to live full time at his place Elizabeth 3rd became paranoid O.O like that cat became bipolar big time. He was really worried that Elizabeth was jealous that another female was getting his attention.
  • So he decided to control the situation by analyzing every little single thing. One day when he was analyzing by pretending to do his work he swore to JESUS Christ he saw your hair being pulled. He thought he was seeing things till a week later he saw something trying to trip you when you were bringing him some pancakes.
  • Okay this man was full on suspicious. He went online and looked up “ why are strange things happening to my girlfriend” and he found that you may have a demon ! :O
  • He was fucking shook
  • He was ready to call demon busters and shit. He wasn’t gonna let his kitten be haunted by a demon. But he was really nervous because what happens if he is wrong then you are gonna think he is fucking crazy so he decided to ask you…..
  • “Kitten…… I am…..uhh… worried that someone may be trying to play tricks in you… because I’ve been analyzing that..”
  • “ Jumin his name is bob the moody ghost and he is just mad at me because I love you .-.”
  • “Oh um *leans in and whispers* can CAN he he hear everything we do……?”
  • “ yes Jumin the FUCKING the loving and everything”
  • “ oh… :O”
  • “Mr. Moody Ghost, i understand your *cough* implications that you may not like that I’m taking MC away from you but I’m not. MC IS a wonderful person and we can schedule visitations *a lamp fell over* OKAY im SORRY WE can learn how to get along. “
  • You just laughed because he was trying to make a business deal with bob :’)
  • He is a keeper :)

Seven:

  • OKAY he swore he felt that your body was literally ice
  • When he tried cuddling with you at night you were cold but when he turned around you were your regular temp O.O #suspicious
  • So he thinks you are pretending to add some cold weather or something because you don’t want to cuddle with him
  • So he decided to see what else you do O_O
  • So he looked at every previous camera security footage and he noticed that a lot of shit was happening to you from like small to big !!?!??
  • He saw you carrying groceries and he swore he saw your sweater being pulled that made you fall.
  • When you were trying to cross the street he noticed that a rock magically appeared to make you fall right when a driver was about to hit you
  • What in the mother of honey Buddha chips is this
  • He went to church and got holy water and was spreading it everywhere
  • He was just blessing EVERYTHING
  • When you got home… you saw him blessing everything and you asked him what’s wrong and he started to cry because he thinks the devil is trying to get you
  • YOU explained to him that Miss Foxy is mad because you don’t spend time with her because all you do is take care of the family.
  • He was laughing but then he saw you were serious and he started to crack jokes at the ghost and tried to gain its trust
  • LOWKEY he knew he should be scared of you but why the fuck not
  • He had his own demons as well :(

Yoosung:

  • he was playing LOL one day and he noticed that for the past few weeks his computer was becoming really laggy :/
  • He wanted to cry because how can the love of his love BE BREAKING!!! He literally hugged the computer “ baby…. I I love you so much…. WHAY have I done….. have I not been spending time with you baby??? I’m so sorry…. I will spend more time with you now”
  • The FUCKING computer started to work perfectly and he was shook
  • So you let him spend time with LOL while you cooked or did chores around the house but he felt bad so he decided to go to his real life baby C:
  • That’s when his computer started to buzz again O.O he went closer to it and continue to play and it was working just fine…. he left to help you and the computer started to buzz again
  • You knew who was playing tricks on him that you had enough because it was starting to affect your relationship
  • “PATRICIA ENOUGH IS ENOUGH LEAVE YOOSUNG COMPUTER ALONE. WE ARE GOING TO SETTLE THIS NOW.”
  • Yoosung was !!????!?!?!??  You dragged him to the sofa and you told him everything
  • “ so that is why I have the scar on my shoulder because Patricia gets jealous when I have a S/O … and she can be really mean :/”
  • “LOOK PATRICA. I DONT APPRECIATE YOU HURTING OUR MC. YES I SAID OUR. BECAUSE SHE BOTH MEANS ANLOT TO US AND I KNOW OTHERS WILL CALL HER CRAZY BUT I KNOW SHE ISNT. I BELIEVE YOU EXIST PATRICIA NOW PLEASE STOP HURTING HER BECAUSE IF YOU HURT HER I SWEAR I WILL GET A PRIEST HERE AND DO THE EXORCISM… OKAY that may be an extreme but please leave her alone….”
  • Patrica was shook !!
  • Like someone standing up to her !!!??
  • Shit he is a keeper :’$
  • So she left you alone sometimes

Jaehee:

  • she always knew something was off ever since she met you.
  • She didnt want to mention it because well THAT WAS GONNA BE RUDE AND JAEHEE AINT GONNA BE RUDE WITH YOU BOOBOO
  • But she noticed that you were getting gradually sick…… so she thought you had a disease :/
  • She took you to the doctor and everything was fine so she demanded more test to be done with you and she was a crying mess because you …. You… looked dead :/
  • She knew she had to do something so she was going to ask jumin for help
  • The next day… YOU WERE PERFECTLY FINE.
  • JAEHEE WAS SHOOK LIKE HOW TF DID THIS HAPPEN
  • You felt awful for lying to your S/O so you decided to tell her the truth fearing what she will say…. So you put your big girl panties and sat her down
  • “Babe drink this tea…..I I need to talk to you..”
  • “MC i dont feel comfortable about this ii… iiI DONT UNDERSTAND BABE IM WORRIED BECAUSE YOU YOOU LOOKED LIKE YOU WERE DYING MC HOW HOW CAN YOU WAKE UP LOOKING ALL BETTER”
  • “ * grab her hand* look jaehee.. Ive been born with this gift….. I see dead people… and this little boy is attached to me because of my aura and he is a bit… possesive… if i dont pay attention to him 24/7 he likes to play pranks… sometimes involving my health…..
  • “……………….”
  • “Jaehee???”
  • “……………………”
  • “Baby say something please anythi-”
  • “HOW CAN I ACCEPT A REASON LIKE THAT. ITS NOT EVEN LOGICAL… HOW CAN SOMETHING THAT LIKES YOU OR ATTACHED TO YOU EVEN HURT YOU… THATS NOT WHAT LOVE OR LIKING IS”
  • “Jaehee he is here please dont get him mad…”
  • “LOOK IDK TO BELIEVE IT OR NOT BUT LOOK YOUNG SIR… WHAT YOU ARE DOING IS WRONG… YOU CANT ALWAYS BE ATTACHED BY THE HIP BECAUSE ITS UNHEALTHY… YOU ALMOST KILLED OR IDK WHAT YOU DID TO MC *sobbing* I DONT WANNA LOSE HER SO SO IF I HAVE TO GO TO DRASTIC MEASURES TO STOP YOU THEN SO BE IT”
  • You saw the ghost start to cry and it ran to you for a hug and it said sorry
  • weeks later you helped the boy cross the light c: 
Thoughts while watching The Pilot  (and pointing out river references)

SPOILERS BELOW


  • Nardole has a robot body??
  • THE GODDAMN PICTURE IM CRYING
  • the guitar lmao
  • hoo boy im gay for bill already <33
  • ha he looks so offended at her thinking of him as old
  • “im very particular about time” yeah sure dude when did that happen
  • “am i gonna hafta break every bone in his body” SAME
  • aw my baby out sweeping girls of their feet go get her
  • honey no dont go in the big scary door you’ll die that how all the dying strts O_0
  • i thought heather was supposed to be her gf??
  • IT A RUG 
  • “if someones gone do pictures really help” NO ONE TOUCH ME
  • DONT MAKE HER CRY ILL JUST CRY HARDER NO STOP
  • oh that’s his investigating face
  • nyooooooooooom
  • “a penguin with its arse on fire” XD
  • “do you know any sci-fi” OMG 
  • good job you grabbed a weapon
  • turn on the light jesus dONT JUST STAND THERE RUN YOU IDIOT 
  • what is the vault tho??
  • Nardole is a gem
  • “why would you name your box in English” 
  • holy heck is this planet part of darrilium? maybe?
  • “we’re looking for someone who’s looking for us” RIVER *cough cough* 
  • mee too, nardole 
  • official: nardole saw way more on darrilium than he wanted to: “never underestimate a crush” “you dont have to tell me”
  • “promises to keep” this has river written all over it
  • CLARA’S THEME 
  • he promised… to not … have companions?? wot
  • “you shut up as well!” 
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The fantastic blog @straightcharactersoftheday
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Ransom Week Days Three and Four- Pressure and Faith

I guess this is my fucking journal or something.docx


03/30

I dont know this fucking writing bullshit is Derek’s thing but what the hell, here we go. I made the mistake of telling him about my feelings, and he suggested I try to get it all on “paper” (or laptop I guess fuck a notebook) as a way to like “let the bad feelings flow out of my fingertips” or something. Whatever the fuck that means. Okay im being a dick hes a really good boyfriend and this may not be a bad idea. Who knows.

Anyway. I feel bad today. Pre med is fucking hard, being an athlete is fucking hard, being a student athlete is fucking hard, managing a schedule with a relationship is fucking hard. Being with derek is easy. Though I have no idea how he fucking deals with me, I feel like I just spiral between exhausted and anxious these days. I keep snapping at him and I keep apologizing but that doesn’t make it okay. Idk. I just feel so much pressure all the time, like my mom and dad are goddamn doctors Im the first kid in college so I should be a fucking doctor, but like Ife wants to be a goddamn engineer and Chika wants to be a pharmacist, so they’re gonna be the epitome of what every Nigerian parent wants. So why cant I just not?? Why cant I just take a year before I go to grad school and figure out what I fucking like? I dont want to be a doctor. There. I said it. I, Justin Oluransi, do not want to be a doctor. Holy shit. Ive never said those words. Ive never even texted them.

Shit shit shit fuck fuck fucking gddam fuck i have a biology degree what the fuck am i gonna do h my god oh my god oh my go

03/31

So. I talked to Derek and Holster. Derek supports me, not that I ever doubted that. Holster is a little pissed, he thinks Im wasting some bullshit gift, and like I get it I know Im fucking smart I know Im the kind of smart that people struggle for, but that shouldn’t define my future. Who knows maybe Ill venture out and find that I was still supposed to be a doctor, but why does my brain mean that I’ll never get the chance to try? I still have the degree, I already did the hard part right? I deserve a chance to be who I am. I deserve the chance to figure out who that even is. Derek has faith in me, and so does Lardo, who found out because Adam Birkholtz has never used an inside voice in his entire goddamn life. But I still haven’t made holster get it. And it really shouldn’t matter to me except of course it fucking does because hes my best friend. His opinion is important to me. But also fuck him like hes worked with me out of more panic attacks than I probably even know of, he KNOWS me. he should trust me. Fuck him. Whatever.

Anyway. I need to tell my mom and dad but dying honestly seems like a better alternative. They’re going to be so fucking disappointed in me. I really cant handle that, Ive never made them mad in my life? Ive never even upset them. They love Derek, they love Samwell, they love hockey. So I shouldn’t even be worried about it. I would get some encouragement from Derek but he knows as well as I do that it probably wont be a huge deal and will try to distract me with dick or something. Fuckin gorgeous hipster poet asshole, christ. Never mind. I don’t know. I cant shake the feeling that Im making the wrong decision, but I did pros and cons and there aren’t any serious outcomes, you know? At every angle I look at it, it works out. And even if it doesn’t I already have the degree to fall back on. Right? Right??? It’s gonna be fine. Im gonna be fine. Ive got Derek and Lardo and Holster will come around eventually. It’s okay im okay its okay it’s okay its okay

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Authors note: OMG IT’S FINALLY DONE. This was supposed to be finished earlier than this but my Family was panicking so much about christmas that they would not leave me alone to write or at least proof read. But omg, here it is and I hope you guys like it! I am sorry if there are any errors, I did my best but I know I still might have missed a few parts. Hope this didn’t suck balls guys. Please message me yours thoughts! huhuhu MERRY CHRISTMAS!



You bite back a smile and press a hand against your mouth as you listen to Taehyung’s story of how he had run off with Jimin’s pants a few summers ago.

“He was furious! A group of girls were gawking at him the whole time when he was sneaking out of the wash room in nothing but his boxers.” Taehyung cackles, hands slapping together as the memory relives itself in his head.

“I would have killed you.” You say before taking another bite out of your meal.

Taehyung leans against his seat, eyes twinkling with happiness as he nodded “Jimin didn’t talk to me for days after that. That kid has a temper on him, but he’s a good guy.”

“Yeah right.” You roll your eyes at him in disbelief. Jimin was practically the spitting image of the word ‘Asshole’.

“No really.” Taehyung urges “Jimin’s one of the most selfless people I know. You know, he could have charged you for helping you out on your wound, but he didn’t.”

“And I’m grateful for that, but the asswipe acts as if I owe him. I didn’t even ask for his help in the first place.” You wave your fork at Taehyung who just shrugs.

“You’re just something new to Jimin, he’s never had to deal with someone so outspoken as you. He talks about you a lot, you know.”

This shocks you.

You glance up at Taehyung with wide eyes while the young boy was silently picking at his plate, pushing away the olive before he’s meeting your eyes again. The intensity of his gaze has the breath knocked out of you but the sudden thought of Jimin talking about you to other people was so consuming, you had no idea what to focus on.

Taehyung? Or Jimin?

“I guess that why I got a little curious about you.” Taehyung announces and you immediately turn away from him.

Your cheeks once again turn red and Taehyung lets out an amused chuckle, his hands itching to rub against your cheeks to feel the warmth of your blush. Jimin was right, the sight really was something amusing. But the young boy knew better than to lay his hands on you, especially when his phone had started ringing for the 6th time in the past hour.

“You should really pick that up.” You hum, avoiding eye contact as your reach for your glass of water.

Taehyung lets out a sigh before he’s placing the gadget against his ear, his heart clenching at the voice calling out to him on the other line.

Babe! Thank god, you finally picked up.” Was her cry of relief, immediately melting away the ice wrapped around Taehyung’s heart.

“What’s wrong?” He tried to sound indifferent, forced himself to keep his voice steady, not wanting to let her know how relieved he felt to hear her.

“Come home! I’m sorry, okay? I was shitty and said the worse things. I really miss you and it was such a small fight, I can’t believe I made it such a big deal.” She all but sobs against the phone and Taehyung bites on his lower lip, his heart calling out to her in ways he never thought possible.

“I-” He eyes you quietly, his mind just processing Jimin’s words.

You’re doing something stupid.

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