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I can imagine Kenji's team joining tiktok in like a regular way and posting some small clips from there games to show off their players. But then they see the amount of attention that Kenji gets and decides to lean into it
The account starts reposting fancams and edits, they hire a social media manager who just shit posts on their comments like
@Kenji'sball$@ck: until it throbs his name in morse code 🥵
@OfficialGiantsbaseball: yeah me too bro
This is followed by 435 comments consisting of "WHAT???" "HUH" "EVEN THE TEAM WANTS HIM??" "yo, that's OUR star player"
It gets so wild that there are screenshot compilations of the wild shit they're saying
@OfficialGiantsbaseball: calling for him when im in need like he ultraman
@OfficialGiantsbaseball: do you guys think ken gets freaky wit it?
@OfficialGiantsbaseball: I could take his bat and not in a practice game
@OfficialGiantsbaseball: You guys say he's a cutie from behind a screen, I say to his face (he hates it)
I'd like to think Kenji is clueless to the shenanigans going with his team's account, but it gets to him eventually when he gets a text from one of his teammates.
>How do you not know about this? It's mostly about you!
He looks through the screenshots he's sent and laughs to himself at the little jokes and dirty comments.
Whoever they hired was doing a great job so he didn't mind being the idol of everyone's fantasies.
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You hated New York at night, even if it wasn't "your" New York technically. But running around trying to find one of the biggest idiots in your life wasn't fun in any city or in any, you presume, universe.
"There's that motherfucker!" You whispered to yourself as you saw a taller man in what looks like a spandex suit jump through some window portal type thing. You jog up closer while trying to hide yourself the best as you can in the dark alleyway. Thankfully the people on the other side didn't notice you due to a man in a red and blue suit hanging from the ceiling.
As Peter was crawling across the ceiling, you took the chance to sneak through the window thingy into a small home. You take a second to get your bearings before looking around. When you look back in front of you, you see all three people staring at you, seemingly scared that you're in the house as well.
The girl from across the room throws something at you and since you rather not get hit with anything, you catch it. It was a small thing of bread, you look at it before dropping it. The teenage girl looks at you funny. "Are you a..?" Her hand gestures between you and Peter.
"No, I am not an arachnid person, I'm also not a fan of spiders" you shake your head. "I just have some pretty okay reflexes"
"Hello" you took one of your hands out of your pocket to shake the teenager's hands, "I'm Y/N and as you can tell" you gesture over to your best friend of multiple years. "This is one of the Peter Parkers/Spider-men"
"Ned"
"MJ"
"Wait Y/N, you know I'm Spider-man?" The confusion on his face is unbelievable.
"One moment" you hold up your hand before turning to the web head of your hour. "How could I not? You are horrible at hiding things especially from your friends" you thought about what you said before turning back to the teens. "Is this a trend with your Peter as well?" They both nodded but MJ nodded vigorously, at least you weren't alone in the torture.
"Alright things have been verified but we should find your Peter" your Peter said. Ned raise his hand and starts moving one of them in a circle.
"Find Peter Parker!" another portal thing opens up and a middle age man walks through, Peter nudges your arm "By the way, magic is real here" your eye twitches.
"Aw man, I thought his fingers cut a perfect circle door out of thin air" you smack his arm. Before he can retort, the Parkers go into a small web war that your Parker loses. "Ah, so we got another one" the newer Peter looks at you a little confused, "I'm with him" you gesture back to your Peter, he nods in understanding.
"Look, I've been looking for your friend ever since I got here, I have this sense that he needs my help" He explains.
"Our help" your Pete chimes in.
"Is there any place he would go to just to get away from it all? To help him think?" He asked, MJ perks up.
Peter helped you onto the roof of this school to meet the Peter of this world. "Am I really that bad at keeping secrets?" You dust off his suit.
"Well yes, it was suspicious when you would constantly cancel plans and then shortly afterwards I would see on the news about Spider-man winning a battle right down the street from where we were supposed to meet" you took his mask from him and started checking for marks or wear and tear.
"Or when you actually showed up, you would be dirty, bruised, bleeding, or trying to hide a limp" you hand it back, "I would be even more of an idiot if I didn't at least suspect something" you cross your arms, "But we'll talk about that later"
"I surprised you didn't try and convince me to stop" he looks into your eyes.
"Nah man, what would that do? It's not like you would listen"
"You'd be surprised, I care about you and I really value your opinion" he gives you a small smile. Your eyes went wide, you had know Pete for years but you will never get used to him being sincere. You're glad it was dark out here or else he would see how deep your blush is.
"Thanks Pete, that means a lot" you gave a soft smile back. Both of you just looking at each other with dreamy looks.
"Peter!" Both you and Peter looked toward the voice before realizing they weren't calling him. You both rush over and look down to see a bloody, bruised, and younger Spider-man. Honestly you were so worried about this Peter, that you didn't focus on what they were saying. You tuned back in when you heard your Peter talk about Gwen.
She was one of your best friends, you were there for her when her dad died and you were there for Peter when she died. Even when he closed everyone out, you were on the sidelines caring for him and cheering him on. When Peter was getting better and started going outside, that's when your feelings for him started and also when you came to the conclusion that he was Spider-man. You knew he would never really let go of her death, you accepted it and was just glad to be friends.
You reached up and grabbed Peter's hand to comfort him. "She said, with great power-" the younger Peter starts.
"Comes great responsibility" The other Peter finishes.
"Wait, how do you know that?"
"Uncle Ben said it. The day he died" the younger Peter looks in surprise at his counterparts. "Maybe she didn't die for nothing"
"While I'm not a scientist" you look around at the spider-men in lab gear, "Or smart" you give them an awkward smile. "I am GODLY at seemingly dumb plans that work really well, my Peter can vouch" you are desperately hoping he agrees, you really want to help.
"Their skills are surprising really"
"Now, what I'm thinking will only work if you work at your best, you got it?" You give them a deep glare, they nod slowly. You clasp your hands together, "Fantastic! Ned I'm gonna need your smart brain to help me run through logistics and translate my plan to save 5 bad guys"
He rolls his chair over to the white board and starts listening to your rambling.
Peter 2 and 3 spot the emotional comfort shared by MJ and Peter. The older Parker turns to yours, "Are you and Y/N like that?" He gestures to the couple.
"Oh! Y/N and I aren't dating" your Peter looks to you making wide and spastic movements while explaining your plan with Ned looking slightly scared.
The older Parker raises a brow, "Really? Well it doesn't seem like that. You've been staring at them a lot" he focuses back on his cure, "If you guys aren't, you definitely want to be"
That last comment made your Peter think, you had been there when Gwen died. Hell, before Gwen died, you were there. Comforting him, hanging out with him, just being the person that he can rely on for just about anything besides Spider-man stuff. He felt so comfortable around you and he hoped he gave you the same comfort. Maybe he did want your relationship to be more...
He shook his head and moved on with his cure, this isn't the time to think about this. He needs to listen to your instructions and help save this New York. "WOO, this is perfect!" Your announcement is enough to catch everyone's attention. "Alright arachnids and friends, when done with your cure, gather 'round to hear the master of all plans" you pause for dramatic effect.
"The 5 Guys~"
You had written each letter for the title in a different color of dry erase marker, the plan consisted of tiny drawings of each person of the group, a bunch of arrows pointing all over the place, and a fairly good drawing of the Statue of Liberty. He chuckled lightly at your style of planning. Yeah, he wanted your relationship to be something more, it just took him a while to realize.
"And you're sure this is gonna work?" MJ asked. You were standing next to her and Ned at the bottom of the scaffolding.
"I am offended at your doubt but yes. This is my greatest work yet" you were rubbing your hands together, excited to see your plan come to fruition. "Though it was difficult to plan for 3 Spider-men, it would be difficult to plan for just one, yeah it'll work"
You see her nod, but then a thought pops in your head. "Quick question before this starts, is your Peter very stubborn too?" They didn't get to answer before there were loud crashing noises from the top of the statue.
You looked up hoping they were doing well, they...kinda weren't. The thing you didn't account for was them not knowing how to work together. You had explained the plan over and over again until you all had to go, but they were used to, except for Peter 1, fighting alone. You weren't angry when they had to deviate from your plan, you were angry when the villains came after you, MJ, and Ned.
Ned was struggling to open up a proper portal, eventually leading to the Lizard or Dr. Curtis Connors landing on the level that you were on and chasing you. You pushed yourself harder to get away from him and ignoring every thought of looking behind you. Eventually it got the best of you, with a quick look you saw a Spider-man in the air about to attack the Doctor. Another spider-man grabbed you and put you on the ground, making sure you were safe before swinging away.
You look up to see MJ falling off the scaffolding...
Your stomach dropped, would this be another loss for the younger Peter? But your Peter had caught her and was able to get her to the ground safely. You could imagine the look in his eyes when he realized that he had saved her, you couldn't help but tear up. If he couldn't save his MJ, he could save someone else's.
You dragged Ned and MJ out of the way of the battle, soon afterwards the villains started going down one by one. When Peter 1 got Green Goblin and was getting progressively aggressive, you shielded their eyes and your own for the chance that this could go very wrong.
Peter 2 was able to silently communicate to Peter 1 to not kill Green Goblin. Though afterwards in the slightly calm moment Green Goblin is given the chance to stab Peter 2. You see your Peter swing by to help the situation. You turn to see your Peter helping Peter 2 up, figuring that it's safe you also run over to help as well.
While running over, the sky was breaking apart to show many figures, all but one you don't recognize. What you can't see is the conversation that was being had with Peter 1 and a magical wizard.
Once you get over to the group, you help keep the other Peter up and standing. "Are you gonna be okay?" You ask, he nods trying to keep a straight face.
Peter 1 lands on the shield with you all, trying to quickly give his thanks for your help.
"You guys did...I just wanna say..." You pull him into a group hug and pat him on the back.
"No thanks needed Pete" he pulls away and makes awkward hand signals before swinging away. The older Peter grunts after he leaves.
"Still hurts?"
"Yeah"
"Guys, how the hell has it only been like 2 days?" You ask.
"Time moves fast when you're spider-man" Peter 2 says as he moves off your shoulder but still clutches his wound.
"Or a friend of spider-man" your Peter shrugs.
"Yeah, a friend" you give the other Peter a confused look and then look to your peter to see him glaring at his counterpart.
"Is this some spider-man look that I don't understand?"
"Not really, but I think you and you're Peter need to have a talk when you guys get back" your Peter's glare doesn't let up.
"Okay?" You then felt a fuzzy feelings in the bottom of your stomach. "Oop, boys I gotta multiversesal feeling coming on" you hold your Peter's hand and give a small wave to the other Peter as you two transport back to your universe.
"Peter Parker" you both were put back in his apartment, you decided to give Peter a chance to change out of his suit before having your previously mentioned talk. He tensed as he sat down, now in more comfortable clothes.
"I have two questions" you gave him a soft glare. "One" you held up your index finger, "Why the hell didn't you tell me that you're spider-man?"
"I was scared that you would see me differently or treat me differently because of this" he gestures to his suit that he threw on to one of his chairs.
"Well now you see that to me you're still the same dumbass that I've been friends with for like ever" you give him a reassuring smile, "Although I don't blame you for having thoughts like that, there are many people who would change how they act after learning that" he nods, very glad that you understand.
"Alright, question number 2" he tensed up again. "What do we, apparently, have to talk about?" He cocked his head to the side, confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"The other Peter said that "we need to have a talk" when we get back, what do we need to talk about?" His eyes widened and his face flushed red. You eyed him cautiously, "You good Pete?" He nods feverishly.
"Yeah, it's just that..." He pauses deep in thought. "Y/N, we've been friends for so long, you've been with me through thick and thin and you are so important to me" he fidgets with his hands. "I was talking to the other Peter in the lab" he pauses to chuckle, "It feels weird to say that. Uh, he made me realize um" he looks into your eyes.
"How much you mean to me, and how much of my life wouldn't be the same without you" you were taken aback, where was this going?
"Y/N I love you, more than a friend. I love everything about you, the way you talk, the way you act, your crazy dumb yet really smart plans, the expressions you make when you talk about something you're passionate about" he grabbed your hands.
"When I saw you getting attacked by Dr. Connors and when MJ fell, I realized that I don't ever want to lose you" tears were streaming down his face. "So please Y/N, stay with me? Will you be mine?"
You bring a hand up to wipe his and your tears away. He was everything you wanted in life and now you have him. "Of course Peter, I love you so much" with a slight tremble in your voice, you pull him into a kiss.
You both finally had what you needed, each other, and neither one of you were about to let go.
You feel the warm morning sun on your face slowly waking you up. You groan lightly and turn towards the body next to you. Your very pretty, very emo looking, boyfriend Noctis Caelum. He looked so calm, a nice stubble, fairly messy hair, how did you score a man like this?
You turn back over and grab your phone to check the time, 7:45... Noct usually wakes up around 9ish. You could take the time to shower, make breakfast for the both of you, do other helpful things. To be or not to be productive? That is the question. But there was one thing that was very important, you have to do it. But you can't remember what.
You remove the very warm, comfy blankets from yourself and start to shimmy your way out of bed when someone grabs your arm and pulls you back into the mess of covers. You're quickly pulled into a tight hug. "It's too early, stay here" Noctis pleads with a smooth typical morning voice. You melt into his embrace before responding.
"Well good morning to you too your highness" you smile into his chest, "You might to get to sleep in, even though you shouldn't-"
"You sound like Ignis" he interrupts. You pull away and softly hit his chest.
"I wasn't done, even though you shouldn't. I have things to do-"
"That you can do later" he interrupts again, this time you just glare at him.
"Rude, absolutely despicable, positively awful. You would think the king would have good bedside manners" you turn around and get up but as soon as your feet hit the floor you jump back up into bed. "God this floor is like fucking ice!" You yelp quickly sticking your legs under the covers. Noctis grabs you again.
"So you're not leaving?" He sits up next to you, pulling you close. You glare at the floor from your spot.
"...maybe, but I have something to do, I don't remember though"
"What do you mean "you don't remember"?" Noctis asks.
"There is something I have to do today that is very important, I think, and I don't remember what" you squint your eyes trying to search your brain, "I could just hop around so I don't get frostbite on my feet or I could use a chair to..." You go on mumbling about the possible ways you could leave the room with maximum comfort.
"Ooooor, you could not leave and you could sleep the morning away with me" you side eye him.
"Don't you have training with Gladio in a hour?" You ask, he didn't say anything for a moment.
"It's possible", he turns your head to face him. You get a good look at him, sleepy half lidded eyes, a tired smile, small eye bags. Quite frankly you were jealous that he could get any amount of sleep granted but still look so god damn gorgeous.
"Hey Noct?"
"Yes Y/N?"
"Do you know that you're pretty?" He chuckles at your question.
"You tell me almost everyday love" you hum in response, your hands travel up to his hair and you start to play with it.
"I don't like you" your voice is soft, he leans back in confusion.
"Why?" You pull him back closer.
"Because this "staying here and sleeping in" plan is sounding more and more appealing by the minute" you grumble out.
"Well then, that calls for celebration!" His voice is chipper.
"Celebration?" You raise and eyebrow at him.
"Yeah, going back to sleep" he falls backwards taking you with him. You lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while Noctis pull the covers over you both.
Your breathing slows as all your muscles relax, you close your eyes ready to have a peaceful morning with a lovely lazy man beside you.
In your mind you see trees, flowers, you feel the breeze, and hear the squawk of a chocobo? Next you see blonde hair, freckles and a camera?...Prompto?
Fuck!
You spring out bed as fast as you can, not giving a shit about the cold floors. "Shit, shit, shit, fuck!" You yell out while frantically grabbing your stuff for the morning.
"Y/N! What's wrong?" You see Noctis giving you a worried look.
"I remembered what I had to do!" You yell to him while trying to find your left shoe.
"What is it?" Noctis gets up to help you. You stop to breathe for a second.
"I promised...to help...take...pictures" you say in between breaths, suddenly you spot your shoe sticking out from under the bed. You snatch it and quickly put it on.
You're about to dash out the door when Noctis grabs your arm again. You almost get whiplash when you turn to look at him, "Did I forget something?" You didn't want to make Prompto sad that you forgot, so you running out the door is the best you can do.
Noctis pulls you in and kisses you very quickly, leaving you quite dazed. "I love you, good luck trying to convince Prompto to capture something in a safe environment" you chuckle nervously at what he said.
He told you about the deadly photo op but you agreed to help anyway, a smart decision you made.
"Don't worry Noct, we'll be fine" you pause, "I think" another pause, "I hope" your eyebrows are furrowed as you look at Noctis with a slightly scared look.
"You'll be fine, Prompto knows that Ignis will take his camera away if either one of you gets hurt"
"But I should get going" you give him a quick peck, "Love you, good luck with Gladio!" You run out the door but not before hearing him groan.
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You could feel yourself wobble slightly as you and the team were walking to the jet. This past case was the longest that you have been through. Both mentally and physically demanding. Though if you look back at your coworkers, they look ready to bust another psycho on the other side of America.
You weren't necessarily new to the BAU, but your body has not gotten used to the hell you would go through to do your job. You blink heavily trying to wake yourself up and to regain balance. Finally focusing on reality, you realize that you're gonna trip on the stairs of the jet. You stop walking and readjust so you can walk up slowly.
Hoping that the team doesn't see that you were actively trying to not fall over was wishful thinking. They didn't say anything about it to you, thinking you were going to pass out on the jet. But when they all see you doing paperwork on the just finished case while slipping in and out of consciousness, Morgan decides to speak up.
"Hey Y/N? Maybe you should get some sleep" you slowly turn your head to him, still kinda out of it.
"What? Nah, I'm...I..I'm all good" it takes you a minute to get your sentence out.
"Y/N you're already half asleep, might as well catch the other half" he adds. You wave your hand dismissing all of the very true things he was saying. You lean to the side a little bit when you bump into something. You lean back to see Reid sitting next to you, you didn't even realize he was there.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry Spence. Didn't even know you were there" you quickly apologize.
"It's fine Y/N, although I agree with Morgan" he closed the book he was reading. "Not getting enough sleep can mess with how well your brain functions. According to study done by-" he was shushed by JJ then looked to where she was pointing.
"Damn, out like a light" Morgan commented. You had fallen asleep on Reid's shoulder before he could go on a tangent. Reid froze, now he had a mission...
DO NOT MOVE ONE INCH OR ELSE YOU WILL WAKE Y/N UP
Prentiss had pulled out a blanket from a compartment somewhere on the jet and gently laid it down on you and Reid after taking the case files away from you. "I'll work on these for them"
"They'll be fine, just needs some rest. No need to be nervous, pretty boy" Morgan reassured him. "Buuuuuuuut, I don't think I have ever seen you redder Reid" Morgan chuckles after getting a glare from Reid.
"This case obviously was a lot on them. Y/N is gonna take a couple days off" Hotch says not looking up from his set of files.
Prentiss stops writing, "They're probably gonna say no to that" she says.
"They don't have a choice, they need to be able to work without passing out" he gestures over to your sleeping form, light snores escaping you. You curled up as much as you can on the couch, laying very much on Reid. Since he couldn't move from the couch (or pretty much at all) he opened his book back up and started rubbing patterns on your arm.
Someone was shaking you awake, you open your eyes and look in the direction of the motion. You see the awkward smile of Spencer Reid, you slowly push yourself up and rub your eyes to adjust to the soft yellow lights of the jet. "Hey Spence, sorry for falling asleep on you" your voice is a bit rough and groggy.
"It's alright Y/N, at least you got sleep" he removes the blanket from the both of you. "JJ already took your stuff to the car" the look on your face turns to fear, Reid notices. "Don't worry, shortly after she left, you started to stir" you let out a breath of relief.
"Thank god, though I think it's time to go back to the office" you stand up and try to steady yourself.
"It's time for us to go back to the office, you're going home" you turn to see Hotch coming from the back of the jet.
"Oh god, I'm not fired am I?" He laughs a little.
"No, but you need some time off" you open your mouth to protest, "And you can say no" you shut your mouth. He grabs the rest of his bags and leaves without another word.
"Okay then, I think that was the nicest thing Hotch has ever said to me" you had a confused tone in your voice. "Although I'm worried, what if something bad happens while I'm gone?!" You frantically ask Reid.
"We'll be fine, it's just the fact that you fell asleep 10 minutes into the flight back and that you barely slept during the case" Reid lead you out of the jet. "You're clearly exhausted and you need rest, remember Y/N I care- We! Care about you" he quickly caught himself from saying something dumb. You gave him a soft "The fuck did you just say?" look.
"Alrighty then, shall we go?" You slid to the side so he could walk in front of you. He quickly took the lead to the car to drive you home.
The click of your seatbelt brings you back to full attention. Apparently, while you and Reid were walking, your body had gone on autopilot. You really needed sleep.
A soft hum emits from the car as Reid turns the ignition, keeping the car in break, he turns on the heat and the radio. "Thanks for driving me home Spence" you fight back a yawn.
"It's no problem really, 20% of car accidents are due to lack of sleep" he says turning on to the main road.
"There's no need to start that type of anxiety, I got enough in here" you pat your head to emphasize your retort.
A comfortable silence falls on the both of you, honestly if Reid didn't mention the fun car crash fact, you could fall asleep again. You close your eyes and softly hum to the song playing. Reid took his eyes off the road and glances at you. You were so cute when you're sleepy and calm. To him you're cute in any state.
Some how, your brain sends you a signal that Reid was on your street. You sit up straight in time to see that he was about to back up into your driveway. He puts his arm behind the head of your seat, looks through the back window, and backs into your driveway smoother than you had seen anyone do it, even yourself.
It felt like time slowed. You couldn't help but stare at him while he was doing it, he was so focused, the precision he had, you could cut your finger stroking his jawline, and you had never felt so safe and so attracted to someone ever in your life. You only came out of this when you felt the slight kick of the car stopping. Reid turns to see you with a bright red face, "Y/N are you okay? Are you getting sick?" He reaches over and feels your forehead. "I guess not" he leans back but still has a worried tone in his voice.
"Oh yeah! I'm okay no need to worry" you wave him off. He looks at your apartment building.
"Well you should go up and get some rest, I'll see you back at the office" he gives you a small smile. You get nervous again and start messing with your hands.
"Actually, I was wondering..." You started, Reid gave you a confused look urging you to go on. "If you would like to come upstairs?" You look at him, trying to gauge his reaction.
"Uh sure!" He turns the car off and takes his seatbelt off. Seeing this, you quickly scramble to get out of the car. But before you can open your door, Reid opens it for you.
You thank him before climbing out of the car. You wipe your clammy hands on your pants before offering Spencer one. He slowly grabs your hand and lets you guide him up to your home.
