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iwtv-theories · 3 days ago

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Daniel Molloy's sexuality (analysis/head-cannon)

I know a lot of people assume Daniel is bi/pan : like Lestat, Claudia, Madeleine, Armand, Santiago, and even book -Daniel. But honestly... I sometimes wonder if he might be like Louis (who was gay ,closeted, and in denial). Frankly, I think both interpretations are possible .

Not going to lie , as messed up as ep 5 was for poor Daniel, I can’t get over how savage Armand was with alluding to Daniel being in the closet. He read him to filth so subtly 😅. Armand says one thing but the subtext is practically being thrown into poor Daniel’s face (when he was still trying to rationalize that he only sold himself to men for a fix).

Oh , “In middle school, you stole your dad’s playboy magazine and sold it at recess” (why didn’t you keep it? Did you not enjoy it as much as your father and the other boys ?) “In high school, you told a girl you’d only do her if she had a paper bag over her head. “ (why is that Daniel? Is there a pattern here?). If you marry a woman your thrust game will be weak as hell (and of course YOU won’t be able to satisfy her) .

Daniel literally closes his eyes whenever Armand mentions him being an inadequate lover to a woman. He can’t even look him in the eye (cause deep down it’s probably one of his biggest insecurities ).

Armand also mentions that if Daniel had a nuclear family: he , his wife, and his kids would all be miserable (and he’d end up just mirroring his parent’s dysfunctional relationship and be with a woman that reminds him of his ‘mother'). Armand literally listened to the audio tape where Daniel compared marriage to “cancer” and said gay Louis (who essentially married Lestat at the altar) “had a ticket out” of that "shit". Armand really tried to convince him to “have a way out” of traditional heterosexual marriage (via death). Armand was brutal for that one…

Daniel to Louis : “Did you come to San Francisco because it was a hub for homophiles?” Projection! In ep 5, Louis even angrily yelled in the present that Daniel was a “homophile.” Not like , Louis hasn’t alluded to Daniel's sexuality before. Daniel was a regular at the gay bar and had a tab there , and the bartender knew him by name. Daniel says it was just to “score” but that’s both slang for drugs and sex (a Freudian slip?) He sold himself for drugs and partially used it as an excuse to be with men. Oh, I did it for a fix , I wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t high. Yes , he’s addicted but I don’t think he was simply “struggling “ with JUST his addiction but his sexuality as well. He used the drugs as an excuse : “I did what I had to do.” Louis’ words about denying his sexuality could also reflect Daniel's feelings in the 70s as well (only difference is , Daniel doesn't appear to accept his sexuality like Louis eventually did). "It bears repeating , I did not consider myself a homosexual man at the time. I mean, I had experiences. Guilt -shame. Floating on a sea with vodka type encounters. Obviously, I’ve come to embrace my sexuality. of course, you know that we met at a gay bar, didn't we Daniel? Did you marry?/ "Twice. But we're not here to talk about me, are we?" (Intentional or not, It really feels like Louis is low key calling him out and Daniel knows it...)

Heck , even this scene is a possible visual parallel between closeted Louis & (maybe?) closeted Daniel.

Louis denying his sexuality via: "A lie that I told myself about myself, that I was a red blooded son of the south/ “ (The gay bar) was a good place to score . I did what I had to do… I wanted drugs… I'm just a shitty little kid from Modesto."

The fact Daniel uses "homophile" is also VERY telling about his true desires. "The homophile movement was a collective term for organizations and publications supporting and representing sexual minorities in the 1950s to 1960s. Proponents of the term 'homophile' hoped to emphasize the romantic rather than sexual aspect of same-sex relationships by replacing the -"sexual" suffix with the Greek root "philos," meaning LOVE.” Daniel (probably) deep down wanted "love" from a man , but only acted on his sexual desires (where there was no emotional intimacy and it could be more easily dismissed).

Also, Armand to Daniel : oh you Interviewed a sex worker and a happy gay couple who lived in a famous gay neighborhood. “Are you trying to find some ineffable truth “ ? (cough about yourself ). "Ineffability : is the quality of something that surpasses the capacity of language to express it , often being in the form of a TABOO or something incomprehensible”. Daniel, he’s dragging you !

Armand sifted through his mind , he probably figured all this out . Armand’s monologue to Daniel emulates the “to be LOVED by death” scene: where Santiago initially sifts through the victim's mind, then kissed her and called her a “bride “ before feeding on her. Armand before bitting Daniel, pretends to be death, caresses his cheek and says “come, I’ll hold you.” He may know about Daniel’s desires ( which were probably intimacy from a man, like that gay couple he interviewed). All the drug -fuel hookups probably had no gentle words, caresses, or emotional intimacy. The symbolic insanity .

If past d.m did happen - it was probably his first “romantic “ relationship with a man. And also possibly the only time he was with a man sexually (while sober). Of course if that (more than a decade's long relationship) was erased - he’d be able to rationalize that he was just with men cause he needed a high, experimenting, etc. And , if he’s mixing up Alice and Armand in his head due to “mind -fuckery” then yeah… that could also affect how he perceives his sexuality. Of course , he could have loved Alice and just be bi (and still in denial about his queer identity ).

Daniel's opinion on his own sexuality (whether bi or gay) is hard to pinpoint. On one hand , you'd think he would accept himself if he was aware of historical queer liberation movements. And he reported on the Aids crisis in the 80s when most reporters wouldn't have discussed it . But then again he could have been dating Armand when reporting about it. Or (even if he wasn’t, and was still in denial about his sexuality) he may have still wanted to report about it given the fact guys like him : drug users, male sex workers were most suseptible to the disease, and also heavily demonized for it . And he maybe even had friends affected by the disease. Daniel is rough around the edges but he does care about “those who fall through the cracks” (and are discarded by society). So even if he tried to rationalize that he was an ally who just did what he needed to do for a fix - I could still see him care about the ‘cause’ .He even mentioned the aids crisis in his promo video.

Young Daniel wrote multiple essays (that eventually were published into a book) all about karposi sarcoma (a cancer that was first discovered among aids patients). It might have scared him so much that he chose the 'figurative cancer (marriage)’ over fear of developing 'actual cancer’ (and accepting his sexuality). Which could be one of MANY reasons all his marriages fell apart.

Devil’s advocate: It’s possible Daniel just avoids references to his own queer identity because he doesn’t want his own business being brought up , and interfering with the interview. But …

Daniel may ‘pull a Louis’, and only admit he's queer post- vampirism. Daniel:" I love that man... that was Louis de pointe du lac just now making his fangs (dramatic pause) "come out." Louis about becoming a vampire: “Death, rebirth, coming out…a lot of firsts.” Daniel: "Coming out? How's sexuality play in that?"

I could definitely see vampirism being the catalyst for Daniel accepting his sexual identity (whether that’s him being gay or bi).

#armandaniel #devil’s minion #daniel molloy #armand

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hobgoblinsandpeachfuzz · 3 days ago

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here have a musical number as a treat*

*i don't write songs very well forgive the cheesiness

But on the plus side, instead of this being my planned finale I now have a rough outline of where I wanted all this to go and more doodles planned xD

We'll see how long it takes to get to all of it xD

(pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4, pt.5, pt. 6)

outline under the read more:

Act I

Overture: Lady Ambrosia kidnaps the players and the narrator so they will tell her story.

Matchmaking (A woman with a kingdom must be in want of a consort)

Just Leave Everything to Me but evil and fairy like

More Important Things

Tadius and Ella agree that there’s too much work to be done to be focused on this. Both are reassured in each other’s commitments, and there is lingering romance.

Mischief and Romance - Lady Ambrosia Approaches Ella

She tries to go for the kill here first and asks what love looks like to her. Ella does reveal she is in love, but she also confirms her suspicion—Lady Ambrosia is a fairy.

A Quest

Ella sends Sir Crumb to inform the Fairy Queen

The List

Ella was a dead end. Tadius is now the next victim. Lady Ambrosia has finished her list of bachelors and approaches Tadius with them.

Mischief and Romance - Lady Ambrosia has acquired a new target

Lord Cornelius Appleton

Destiny

Tadius laments the clearly destined love between Cornelius and Ella. Ella celebrates the good things in her life now, and how she will protect them, and how she loves Tadius. Lady Ambrosia plans on making things a whole lot worse before they get better—destiny is her plaything after all.

The Bachelor Parade

All the bachelors are introduced and present themselves to Ella, Lord Hop-a-Lot, and Tadius. Tadius does not do his usual good job of keeping in how he feels. Ella reprimands him.

Tadius’s Soliloquy

(Based on How I Am meets Who Am I)

He’s pissed! They were doing good and now distractions are happening! Royals end up only caring about parties and silly things (and maybe he’s in love and can’t admit it!) Ella would never do this!

Take What You Want

Lady Ambrosia steps in right after the soliloquy to encourage Tadius not quite yet fairy reveal. She explains that she has seen that the Queen favors him. It wouldn’t be hard to do all the things they want to do if they were both on the throne.

Tadius isn’t fully convinced yet, but he’s thinking.

Cornelius and Ella

A duet where they reminisce about childhood. Tadius sees them get close and leaves before Ella explains to Cornelius that her heart belongs to another. In being her friend, he encourages her to go for it. Ella says it’s Tadius, and Cornelius, a good dude, reminds her she has changed so much already, who cares about Tadius’s upbringing. This can only make the world better. (A positive spin on Take What You Want)

The Ball

The Way I’m Meant to

Ella and Tadius fight and then confirm their love.

Take What You Want Reprise

Ella leaves and while in love and feeling better Tadius still has fears and doubts. This isn’t how things are done. Lady Ambrosia preys on them. When Tadius affirms that he believes in Ella and loves her and will do the right thing, Lady Ambrosia is grossed out and has to go to plan C: possession. What’s important is she is only revealing his darker impulses—none of this is not something within Tadius himself.

Act II

Sir Crumb returns and tells Ella what the Fairy Queen told him. She’ll need to go to the forest herself to be able to get the means to defeat Lady Ambrosia. She leaves with Sir Crumb and asks Lord Hop-a-Lot to keep an eye on things.

A New King in Town

Dark Tadius Emerges and declares all the Bachelors can go home. He will be marrying Ella and he will be King. Fairy Guards drag them to dungeons. He is VIBING HARD.

Sisters

Ella talks to the Fairy Queen. She cannot grant Ella another wish, but if Ella takes a wand from her branches she can at least have one moment of starlight to confront Lady Ambrosia. The Fairy Queen sings about the two sisters duality and how they are oft opposed but have to survive together.

Ridiculous

Lord Hop-A-Lot tries to get through to Tadius. He sings his genuine feelings on royalty, magic, fairy tales, and love—it’s ridiculous. Hard work is all that matters, and sense. Lord Hop-A-Lot tries to remind him of Ella—everyone knew they were in love. Tadius thinks he is doing this for Ella—magic has hurt her so. But now he is at war with himself. He is also ridiculous.

The Way I’m Meant to Reprise

Ella returns with the wand and Sir Crumb and confronts Dark Tadius. Love does conquer all especially within the powers of a fairy of romance.

Mischief and Romance and Green and Goodness

Lady Ambrosia Fights Back. She is defeated by the wand in a kick ass fairy battle.

Tadius and Ella (a reprise of sorts of Cornelius and Ella)

Tadius apologizes profusely to Ella. It was him, it was his darkest thoughts, and Ella forgives him. She still chooses him, no matter what. Their dark impulses are actually quite the same. But as a team, they can balance each other.

They apologize to all the nobles and bachelors. There likely will be further fallout but they’ll deal with it together.

The Way I’m Meant To (Finale)

Tadius and Ella get married. Lady Ambrosia crashes and flirts with Lord Hop-a-Lot.

Storytelling (A woman with a kingdom must be in want of a consort)

The narrator finally escapes Lady Ambrosia’s clutches and sings his own version of the beginning song to end.

#cinderella's castle #cinderella's castle fan comic #ella ashmore #tadius #ella x tadius #tadmore #tadiella #stills art #starkid #long post #but for now i must lock in #cad bane is tonight xD

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stradakiev · 2 days ago

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Iconic of Doctor Who for making the **20 year old girl suffering from PTSD the only reasonable voice in Lucky Day.

• Ruby is the one reminding her Moms and Cherry that she’s only been going out with Conrad for 5 days and their excitement is excessive. That is her mom’s fridge of photos I don’t think Ruby hung that picture up.

• she spends the entire episode trying to convince Conrad to have literally any reason. The whole reason she’s on his doorstep in the first place is the give him the antidote to the shrek will stop tracking him.

• she called Kate when she saw signs of trouble but didn’t have her come when she was reassured. Then had her come with confirmation (I’ll need to rewatch if we see her contact UNIT after the lights go out I honestly don’t remember)

• she was able to recognize her trauma from traveling with the doctor in a way only really Martha has done before and ask for help/say she needed time and such to heal. (Only counting new who companions and Belinda doesn’t count because she noticed that toxic behavior BEFORE traveling)

• she sought safety with the people she trusted when she was doxxed by Conrad

•BEGGED Kate to stop and see reason and not let things go further when Kate had clearly taken things too far. Ruby was the one who eventually stopped the shreek and ended the situation.

• took time away from UNIT when their actions further traumatized her

I have two things to say about this:

1. The companions are supposed to be our moral compass in the show as their role has traditionally been the audience surrogate. They show us how a “reasonably acting” person would respond to these situations (except for Clara Oswald you fucked up queen I adore you and when you were the doctors moral compass it all crashed and burned so beautifully) and Ruby is HORRIFIED by Kate’s actions so I don’t think UNIT was meant to be a benevolent government organization but a deeply flawed one who Geneva is breathing down the neck of

2. This is a population of people that is so used to not getting taken seriously. (I.e. people don’t take their trauma seriously, they often get gaslit by doctors, society loves to make fun of their interests, I could go on) She is belittled by Conrad and his friends, her friends think she’s bonkers, and her moms just want her to move on from things but she’s traumatized. Yet through it all you see she is the voice of reason and I respect the shit out of that. I definitely shed a tear or two when she talked about how traumatizing everything had been. Of course she is still a 19 year old who gets swept up in things as 19 year olds do but it’s not UNIT good and Conrad bad but there is a battle going on everywhere while normal people are just trying to live their lives.

#doctor who #lucky day #ruby sunday #the 15th doctor #millie gibson #ncuti gatwa #rtd2 era #doctor who spoilers

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aingeal98 · 3 days ago

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Imagine:

Cass and Ivy argument/conversation on plant lives

@but-a-humble-goon made a great post once that was basically Cass and Ivy standing over the body of a rich polluter Ivy killed and both of them just screaming "Why don't you CARE?" at each other. Really sums up the core dynamic they would have.

I do think that while Cass would never be able to be convinced that plant lives matter the way humans do, if Ivy can point out that the loss of plant life is killing humans? Yeah that would do the trick. Imagine she's trying to kill a billionaire who's destroying Gotham's conservation habitats to make houses and Cass is like killing is wrong! And Ivy's like oh you care so much about killing? What about the seventeen people who've suffered fatal illnesses due to pollution from HIS work? And Cass is like. What.

Cass: Why isn't he in jail?

Ivy: Because nothing he does is illegal.

Cass: Why not? He's killing people.

Ivy: Well he pays the people who make the laws. So they don't make any laws that can hurt him.

Cass:

Ivy: So can I kill him now?

Cass: Wait hang on. Let me try something.

Bruce, a few hours later, entering the cave and seeing Cass carefully building pipe bombs: Batgirl. What are you doing?

Cass: Oracle called it non lethal ecoterrorism.

Bruce:

#dc #cassandra cain #poison ivy #batfam #dc rambles #asks #the man gets every house he owns blown up and all his money mysteriously stolen from his offshore accounts #he later turns himself in for the murders and pleads guilty. refuses to explain why but also refuses to be in a room with too many shadows

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lipstickchainsaw · 22 hours ago

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I love this AU and want to fuck around with it a little, especially with Danny and Annette.

In Worm, Annette hung around with Lustrum for a bit, but got out before things got out of hand, so in TPF, I imagine she may well have been a lower-level member of the Pyramid out of some academic curiosity about magic, but bounced off of the cult-like structure well before the Second Summer of Love. It's a massive bullet dodged on her part, of course, and it very much informs her perspective on the Superpowers.

As a teacher, I think she'd get into the theoretical underpinnings of the grand stand-off, and so she's actually somewhat prepared (as much as any mere mortal can be prepared) for a Superpower to be close to her, and she's invested in helping shape this one right. She's the one to insist that Etienne doesn't actually get to talk to Taylor unsupervised, especially since Taylor is still so young and impressionable. Taylor tells her the moment Etienne starts talking to her again, to loop Annette into things.

Danny, however, doesn't have a head for thinking on the geopolitical level. He's a union man, he cares about the interests of the working men and women next to him, and he doesn't give a damn if their fingernails glow or not. Integrating different abilities into a union structure can be a bit of a headache, but he knows how the Powers That Be would sow division in the ranks to stop the union from ensuring people's rights, and the one time he really went off the handle was when someone within the Union tried to keep Atomics out.

He's very aware of Heavy's existence, as a result, hears his Atomic colleagues talk about him a bunch, and is aware that the fact they're letting him hear them talk openly about Heavy is kind of a big deal, but he still feels uneasy about the man, because hey, that's still a Superpower's presence hanging over things. Hard to feel wholly comfortable about that, but he does know enough Atomics after Taylor's power activates that he's able to get a good bit of support. This is a relationship that gets back to Heavy after Taylor has arrived on the scene, and it's what convinces him to try soft power rather than hard power.

So with her parents as her teachers, Taylor should be in good hands. The main problem here is that, well, she's four. I imagine she passes out in kindergarten, and her consciousness spreads through the bugs quickly but not instantaneously. There's a wave going across earth of all bugs stopping for a moment as this four year old girl deals with the fact that her new physical form now includes all of this. Her human body is now so far removed from the bulk of her existence that she struggles to control it, since the motor control for it is so vastly different from, well, most of what she is now.

And this causes some panic at first, which is decidedly unpleasant for a lot of people on the planet, but her global presence (without access to anyone's mind, and therefore language) leads to serious misunderstandings as Taylor does try to do what this four-year-old American girl thinks of as 'the right thing'.

She'd be a very active Superpower, and it's going to be hard to get her to, ah, respond to incentives the way the other Superpowers do.

I've read the comic version of The Power Fantasy up to issue 8. Just letting everyone know. I am now crazy.

7th superpower Taylor Hebert aka Weaver. Controls all of the bug life on the planet including crabs, prawns, krill and other sea bug life. As of 1999 the most over-worked 4 year old imaginable but she loves her job. Confined to a hospital bed because her consciousness is spread across all of the bug-like creatures of the planet and her brain waves are similar to that of a coma patient (though she can still move her eyes and listen and eat and move her head). Has an entire department within the USA's Department of Agriculture and their mirror organizations in every other nation dedicated to liaising with her. Set to end world hunger by 2004 and is instrumental in the breakneck pace of helping turn the Sahara desert into a food forest.

Both parents are still alive and it's kinda uneasy how many attempts there are against them, since almost everyone knows how it goes trying to fight a superpower. Secret Service details on both of them. USA is unsure if killing her would also cause total brain death of bug life or set them back to normal. Her capacity for spying on people is a step below Lux's omnipathy. From her parents comes a leftist bent that aligns her with Heavy, but because Lux is the biggest conversationalist she has, she's more in his camp. Valentina's biggest fan. Hellbound, Magus and Masumi aren't really present in her life, but she's aware of the Pyramid and the destruction of Europe and Tokyo. Born well after the second summer of love, she's a young superpower amongst a team of very bitter rivals with long histories.

What I'm actually unsure of is how many megadeaths she's capable of. For those who haven't read The Power Fantasy, it's an estimation of how many millions of people per hour she could kill. Three of the superpowers are at the max of 6000 megadeaths, all six billion people on earth dead in a single hour or less. The weakest is Masumi's at 250 megadeaths, a quarter billion per hour, and that's because she's got a kaiju to end all kaiju. I think Taylor can be set at a reasonable 33 megadeaths. Travel time of her bugs cuts her per hour abilities short, but the reality is that if Taylor died or stopped working, the whole world would starve to death not too long after.

#the power fantasy #parahumans

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rexhya · 18 hours ago

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Hii! How are you? I hope you're doing great. I have a little request.

I was thinking about f!teacher reader x prohero!Katsuki (I wrote female but it doesn't really matter). Reader is a literature teacher in UA or such but she likes to doodle here and there on the board or while grading the assignments and her students noticed a specific figure always appearing. A chibi version of Katsuki. And of course they all know the spiky hair and the sharp eyes so they were able to tell.

I just thought it would be so cute (≧∇≦)/ I'll be looking forward to see this idea from your perspective

"that's just my favorite pro hero!" — ✦ ✦

warn — teenagers teasing yn, might have self indulged a little bit...

incl —bakugo

"Hikono try harder, I'm telling you it's there." a voice whispered.

"I am I am, she's blocking the paper."

"Boys" you called to the back of the classroom, giving an all knowing teacher look your other students laughed at.

"I don't tolerate cheating in my class, and you know quirk use is prohibited without a license."

Hikono and Seitan shook there heads, "That wasn't what we where looking at." And you lifted an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Oh really? Then do you mind telling the class what exactly it was you were attempting to see?"

The rest of your class laughed at this, which only confused you more, it wasn't unlike them to be giggly like this, and especially in your last period however this was a bit dramatic even for the class clowns.

"We were trying to gauge how obsessed you are with Dynamight, and by the looks of it, I'm winning. Hand me my 10 Hikono." Seitan frowned and turned towards your blushing face in defense.

"What!? That's not fair, you're not really even obsessed with him are you? I mean all those little drawings can't mean anything can they?"

You sputtered for a moment before coming up with an answer, that wasn't what you were expecting in the slightest. "No of course not, just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I'm not allowed to have my preferences, everyone has a favorite pro-hero don't they?"

Another one of your students, Minne, one just as cheeky as the others interrupted your explanation. "Sure they do, it's just they hardly ever "doodle" them as much as you do. We saw you drooling on the paper's once."

The class did an appropriate middle schooler "oOoOO" as she said this and you could only sigh in exhaustion.

"And you saw this because you were out of your dorms, past curfew doing what exactly?" The class laughed nervously then went silent as you peered at them.

"That's what I thought."

You had temporarily escaped the grasp of your students interrogations but the feeling still lingered, you had to admit you did have a bit of a crush on the Pro-Hero, he was sometimes seen at the school (per Deku, who also teaches there) and once even got convinced to teach a class for the day. But it was just a simple and feeling crush, the man didn't even know who you existed and yet the doodles couldn't stop.

"Don't miss me too hard, Ms. [ Last Name ]" Hikono said in a gruff mocking tone. You rolled your eyes as class was dismissed, and sat back down at your desk to collect papers for the after school meeting.

"[Name] you ready?" Izuku asked from the doorway. You smiled at him nodded, following him to the where the meeting would take place.

"Always, how did teaching go?"

"Pretty great, we re-did quirk assessments today, not to brag but my students are pretty awesome." You snorted at the smug look on his face.

"We have the same students you know."

"I know." you giggled as you entered in the staff meeting room, taking your seats next to Izuku as Aizawa spoke.

"Okay great, is everyone here?" he said dryly, tapping his pen on the clipboard and scanning over us.

"Not quite" a deep voice sounded as the door opened and your heart lurched from your chest. It wasn't uncommon for Pro-Hero's to attends UA's meeting especially one's like this but it wasn't common for Dynamight of all people to make an appearance, he could hardly stick around for an interview and now he was here? Ironic considering what your mind has been muddled over the past few days.

"Okay great, take a seat wherever and let's get this going shall we?" There was no seats however, well, there was one, but it was right next to you. Which, under normal circumstances should have been fine except your heart was racing a 100 beats per minute and you couldn't do anything about it.

You gave a curt smile as he headed towards you, all you had to do was ignore him and his entire existence and everything would be fine.

As soon as the meeting was over you practically sprinted out the door, making quick goodbyes to everyone and shoving your way to freedom only to be met with a rock solid wall.

"Hey, careful there [Name] you're gonna hurt yourself running like that."

You blinked away your surprise and look at the massive amount of a man in front of you. It was Dynamight, you ran into the top hero known for angry outburst and accepting nothing but respect from others.

You almost tripped trying to get passed him you hadn't even realized he'd said your name (he knew your name?) and before Katsuki could get a word out you were gone. He had meant to introduce himself to you, your presence hadn't gone unoticeed by him those past few weeks but with all his hero work and generally busy lifestyle he'd just never had the time. Untill today when the opportunity was given to him but you seemed, ( contrary to what Deku said ) completely uninterested in him.

Great.

"Well played Kacchan" Izuku said slyly.

"Fuck off Deku."

#mha x reader #mha smau #mha x female reader #bnha x reader #mha x you #bakugou x reader #mha x poc!reader #bnha x fem!reader #mha bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugo katuski #katsuki bakugou #bnha bakugou #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki #kacchan

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thedeviltohisangel · 3 days ago

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Give You My Wild

a/n: happy belated birthday to my sweet baby @jetjuliette who i bullied into watching the pitt and rotted her brain for shawn hatosy in the process. love you long time girlie and i hope you love this xoxo

warning: smut

There was something about Alex being his that would never cease to amaze him. And this morning was proving to be no different. Her alarm went off, Jack never set one, and she was off to the en suite bathroom to run a wipe over her face, brush her teeth and hair before it was put right back into her favorite messy bun. Then she would crawl back over the top of their comforter to kiss her admiring husband on the lips, just as she did this morning.

“Good morning, bunny,” he whispered as he sat up against the headboard and held her face to his lips for a few extra pecks. “You look beautiful today.” She blushed under his attentive gaze but had learned not to try and look away. His eyes always had a habit of finding hers.

“Thank you, baby, not looking too shabby yourself.” It hadn’t been until after their wedding last year and Ollie starting preschool that she had managed to convince him to start moving towards day shift at the hospital. And to start treating his days off as actual days off. She would never be able to break him of the habit that was listening to the police scanner but it at least meant they were able to establish a routine for themselves and their toddler. “You want breakfast or wake up duty today?” Jack hummed in contemplation but his fingers were moving towards the buttons of her pajama top.

“I think, you got every inch of me waking up and I need your help calming it back down.” Alex laughed. Just the night before he had swore that he was too restless to sleep and tangling up between the sheets with him was the only way to soothe his mind to sleep.

“Is that your official diagnosis, doctor?” she asked with a smile. The sight of her skin slowly but surely becoming exposed to his eyes was the only thing that tore the browns of his away from her face.

“All I can do is follow the research.” The white top slid from her shoulders as he moved his mouth to the side of her throat and marked her as he always liked to do.

“We don’t have time for the full scientific method. We still have to make breakfast and pack lunch and-” Her protests silenced into a moan as he pulled her nipple to his tongue.

“Bunny?” She hummed her acknowledgement, “Are you doubting my ability to get you there in the time we have?”

“No.” Not when that man knew her body better than she did.

“Okay. Good. I’m very proud of my ability to take care of you.” And it had taken so long for her to let him. To prove that he wasn’t going anywhere and he was ready and stable and willing to be all that she and their son needed. It had taken time for them to find their way back to each other but they had. Sometimes stars were meant to be in each other’s orbit.

“Today might just be an ‘underwear to the side’ kind of day.” She rose to her knees as Jack threw the blankets back, freeing himself from the pajama pants he had thrown on in the middle of the night when Oliver had needed help using the bathroom, and squeezed his hands around her hips as she settled back over him.

“Eyes on me,” he whispered. One hand moved to pull her hair free from the top of her head, wrapping it around his fist for leverage, the other grabbing at the curve of her ass as he slowly disappeared inside of her.

And Jack Abbot was still the only man she had slept with that leaned in with his pleasure. He didn’t throw his head back and close his eyes. He didn’t settle in to watch and enjoy the show. He wasn’t afraid to explore each and every erogenous zone on her body. He derived more pleasure in making her fall apart than he ever did in falling apart himself. “You take me so fucking well everytime, Lex.”

Their foreheads stayed pressed together as their tongue tangled to the same rhythm her hips were moving to, the gentle brush of curls to her clit agonizingly tantalizing with every motion.

“Fuck me, Jack, please,” she panted as her body thrummed with the need for more, more, more. His hips snapped up to meet hers before she had even finished fully making the request of him. He had known what she needed before she even did. The arousal leaking onto his shaft was evidence enough.

“Is that the right spot, baby?” His hand moved from her ass to press his thumb to her clit, pulling back the hood so the sensitive pearl could chase the friction of their bodies coming together.

“Yes!” she chanted as she used both hands to pull his lips to her, teeth clashing as they lost the ability to focus on anything other than the way he felt inside of her. “Don’t stop,” she moaned as she gave his curls a little tug to spur him further.

“Mommy? Daddy?” The little voice was accompanied by a timid knock. “I’m hungry.”

“Okay, maybe you should stop!” Alex paused her grinding and shrugged her short back onto her shoulders, her hand flattening to Jack’s chest to push him back into the pillows.

“Don’t move,” he said through gritted teeth. He pressed his mouth to her collarbone just as the door to their room creaked open ever so slightly.

“Mommy?”

“I’m right here, my love!” Once again she tried to move and his grip on her hips tightened. It was as his back muscles quaked beneath her palms that she realized why she couldn’t move. His orgasm was washing over him in waves and his release was hot and thick inside of her.

“Waffle time?” Oliver padded a few steps closer to the bed, his trusted blanket trailing alongside him and Zeus, the German Shepherd they’d rescued a few months ago after his veteran owner had coded during Jack’s shift, trotting dutifully behind as the little boys assumed bodyguard.

“If I move, how badly will he be scarred?” she whispered as her husband seemed to be catching his breath.

“Move slowly.” Alex lifted her hips and gasped the sensation of him slipping out of her, pulling her panties back to their rightful place and frantically doing back up the buttons of her shirt. Jack reached forward and pulled the lace waistband then let it snap back against her skin. “Don’t lose any of that.”

“Mommy, waffles!”

“Yes, yes, waffles, my love. Let mommy use the bathroom and we can have waffles.” one last kiss to Jack and a throw of the blanket over his lap and she was off to start their day.

They had just recently decided to try for another baby. It had happened completely by accident with Oliver that they were hoping they would have some of the same dumb luck. This time, Jack would be there for all of it. The appointments and the cravings and the nursery painting and the birth. He had missed all of that with his son and he planned on making up for all of the lost time.

“Hi, Daddy!” Jack kissed his son soundly on the cheeks as he toddled over, scratching Zeus behind the ears and smiling at the way his tongue lolled to the side with the attention.

“Hi, buddy. You excited for school today?”

“No.”

“No? Why not? I thought you loved school.” Ollie hadn’t even shed a single tear when they had dropped him off on the first day. He had immediately realized all the new friends he could make and wanted nothing to do with his parents in the hallway and everything to do with new coloring buddies and playground partners.

“I miss you,” the little boy answered honestly and simply.

“Come here.” Jack lifted him onto the bed and held him close, pressing a kiss to the top of his black, curly mop. “I miss you, too, when you’re at school or when I’m at work. But I love you so so so much and school is making you so so so smart.”

“Like you?” he asked with a raise of his eyebrows and pride flickering in his eyes. Jack hadn’t been around for the early months of Oliver’s life and he was often afraid that the boy would hold it against him. Even though Alex had told him that she never spoke ill of Jack to their baby, and even though Jack believed her and her word, it was moments like this that reminded him why he was so thankful for her. She had given him the opportunity to have a relationship with his son before he had even known he existed.

“Just like me and your mom,” Jack answered with a tap to the tip of Ollie’s nose, who giggled in response.

“Okay, who wants waffles?” Alex emerged from the bathroom and Zeus barked while Ollie frantically cheered that he did.

“I’ll be down in just a minute.” She leaned down for a kiss and lifted their wiggling monster onto her hip, immediately nodding along as he launched into a story about Zeus almost eating a worm in the backyard yesterday afternoon.

He listened to the chatter of his son until it faded with distance, a soft smile on his face. Sure he had regrets about the time that had stacked between them and prevented him from having all of this even a moment sooner. But he would do nothing different knowing he ended up right here.

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All day, her feet had been bothering her. She had given up on wearing heels as soon as she was pregnant with Oliver and had never looked back. The pink ballet flats were worn a breadth away from being thrown out because they were her comfiest pair. Her favorite thing to wear on the days spent organizing the studio. But today they just weren’t doing the trick.

And that wasn’t the only thing that was bothering her. She couldn’t get the sheets to drape right for her shoot that she was supposed to have the next day. The editing software in her office was moving so slow she was ready to throw it out the window. Then, when it had finally loaded, she was working on her favorite photo of Jack and Oliver from their long weekend in Houston last month when it made her body wrack with sobs. Something was off and she knew what that something was even before she took a detour to the CVS just outside her neighborhood. Even before she was standing in the reproductive health section and looking at lubricants and pregnancy tests and condoms. One of every kind. That should do.

It smelled like barbecue sauce when she walked through the door and the sounds of Oliver’s remote-controlled car zipping around the kitchen and the clacking of Zeus’ nails as he chased after it greeted her.

“Hey. You’re home a little late. Everything okay?” Jack was setting the table for dinner but paused to kiss her forehead as she hung her coat by the door.

“Yeah, sorry. Got lost in my own head editing for a little bit. Everything go smoothly with his little play date?” Oliver had made one of his first friends all on his own at school and had asked if they could play after school together. Alex had organized an afternoon for the boys to play on the playground together after school to see how it went, Jack offering to chaperone since it was his day off from PTMC.

“He had a great time. It was cute to watch him run around with Eli and listen to their little conversations.” She followed him back into the kitchen and moved to grab milk from the fridge for her son and fill the other glasses up with water.

“I’m sad I missed it. How was Eli’s mom?” When she turned around, a glass of water to her lips, Jack was standing still at the dining room table, a pot of rice in his hands and ready to be served. “What?” There was always something about his gaze that could read her as easily as the alphabet. God, he fucking knew. She hadn’t even had time to take a test and somehow he fucking knew.

“Something I should know?”

“Not yet.” Jack could accept that. His wife would tell him when she was ready. Not that it would do anything to quell the absolute buzzing in his veins at the possibility of his intuition being right. Which he was certain it was. As it usually was.

He abandoned the pot and made it to her, prying the glass from her hands and cradling her face in his palms like the precious artifact that she was. “I love you.” No matter what. Always and forever.

“I love you, too.” He kissed her slow and lazy and with a smile on her face the entire time. It felt so good to be loved. It was warmth and comfort and safety and a place you knew you would always belong. Even though they had taken time apart, there was a reason they had found their way back to each other. And it was for moments like this, right here in their kitchen.

“Ew!” They broke apart to see Ollie with a grimace on his face and an accusing finger pointed in their direction. “Mommy only kiss me!”

“Is that right?” Jack asked rhetorically as he smirked at Alex before turning to face their son. “I think that deserves a visit from the tickle monster.�� Oliver shrieked and ran for cover, calling for Zeus to protect him as Jack pretended to chase him around the living room.

“Mommy, help!” he squealed. Alex opened her arms just in time to catch her little leapfrog as he landed against her chest and buried his face under her chin.

“You’re safe now, baby, Mommy’s got you.” Zeus barked in agreement, his tail wagging as he waited for Jack to reward him for getting Olliver to safety.

“Yeah, yeah, you can have a piece of chicken in your bowl.” Zeus preened.

Alex adjusted Oliver into his booster seat on the chair and helped cut up his barbecue chicken as Jack finished serving the two of them. “I hope the next one’s just like him,” he whispered before tucking into his dinner. Alex kissed the top of Ollie’s curly hair.

“I hope so, too.”

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“Hey! Look who it is!” Alex smiled at the warm welcome, hugging Dana tightly as she made it only a few steps into the Emergency Department before she was enveloped. “To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“Thought Jack might like a little surprise for lunch,” she held up the paper bag that held two patty melts from their favorite greasy hole-in-the-wall, “but I can take mine to go if he’s too busy.”

“He’s wrapping up with a snake bite so he shouldn’t be too much longer. Let me see some pictures of that beautiful little boy of yours.”

A few minutes later, Jack walked out looking at an iPad but recognized the beautiful twinkle of his wife’s laughter coming from central. There were a few nurses huddled around her phone and they were all cooing over whatever it was she was showing them. Maybe a video of Ollie and Zeus cuddled together and asleep from last week. Or maybe photos of the sprinkler day they’d had outside when he had insisted on wearing goggles.

“Hey, baby, what are you…” He trailed off as he went to press a kiss to the top of her head as his eyes narrowed in on the video that was playing on her phone. He had been right that it featured their son being adorable, he was playing on his plastic xylophone, but it also featured Jack, a rapt audience member who was swaying and singing the lyrics to Hot Cross Buns. “Okay this feels like collusion.”

“Look how cute you two are!” Dana beamed.

“They didn’t know you could smile, my love,” Alex teased, tilting her head back and puckering her lips for a kiss. He granted it with a huff.

“Mr. Ray is good to be discharged and the teenaged girl in South 15 can be moved to the hall for monitoring to free up a bed,” Jack said with a tone of authority. The nurses dissipated to enact his orders and begin the process of bringing back someone new. It was a never ending cycle that he was never able to get ahead of but he tried his hardest every shift anyways. “You okay? Ollie okay?” His brow furrowed with concern as he sat on the desk to get a good look at his wife.

“I just thought you could use a little lunch time pick me up.” She motioned to the greasy paper bag.

“And?” Because of course he knew there was more to her visit.

“And maybe…there was a room where we could check on something?” Jack called to ask Dana what was open and guided Alex with a hand on the small of her back.

He pulled the curtain closed to give them privacy and sat next to her on the bed. “How worried do I need to be?” He was doing his best to stay calm and even but his brain couldn’t stop thinking of all the different reasons why she would be here. For her to come here in person, it had to be bad.

“The other night when you noticed something was off, it was. I’ve had 10 positive pregnancy tests since then.” She reached to hold his hand for her own comfort and squeezed as she watched him process her words and distill them into a thought.

“10?” She nodded. “Holy shit.” His arms were around her in a heartbeat, bringing her to his chest so tightly that she thought their hearts were going to merge into one. He was laughing into her shoulder and kissing at the skin of her neck.

“I wanted to get an ultrasound and a blood test just to be safe.” He pulled back and thumbed at the tears of happiness spilling over her waterline. He knows Alex had been through a miscarriage before, a couple of years before Ollie, so he could feel the way her brain was threatening to bring back those emotions of anxiety and fear.

“We can do that. Just lie back for me.” Jack moved to the ultrasound machine as she got comfy against the pillows and undid the buttons of her pink cardigan to expose her stomach. She hissed slightly as the cool gel hit her skin and reached for her husband's hand on instinct for comfort and solace. He welcomed the tangling of their fingers without a second thought. “Let’s see what we can find.” Jack moved the wand for a few seconds and couldn’t see anything clearly on the screen.

“I’m sorry I took you away from work for this. I should’ve known they were false positives,” she began as the anxiousness rose into her throat.

“Come on, little one,” he whispered to himself as he pressed a little harder into the skin.

“Jack.” Alex felt like she was bordering on a breakdown.

“There they are.” It felt like the world paused as the grainy image took shape on the screen in front of them. “Mama just didn’t drink enough water today and it made you a little hard to see.” She let out a wet chuckle.

“There’s really a baby in there?”

“Our baby. Ollie’s going to be a big brother.” Her hands came to cover her mouth as a sob of relief wracked through her body and Jack gently toweled over her skin before placing a kiss just below her belly button. “Thank you for giving me a second chance to experience this with you. To experience every step of this baby and their life and the life we are building together. I’m going to do it right this time, I promise.” She reached for him, capturing his cheeks in her palms and kissing him hungrily as the adrenaline of joy raced through her veins.

“I love you, Jack Abbot. There is no one else I could ever want this with.”

“You’re my world,” he whispered against her lips, “You, Oliver and our new little angel. There is no me without you three.” His trips to the roof had been less since she’d come back into his life. The sleepless nights and the police scanner were fewer and farther between. She had settled him. Just as she had in the desert against the backdrop of war when they’d first met all those years ago. “You and me, bunny, whatever comes our way.” Because there was a whole world waiting for them outside the exam room doors. Beeping and screaming and itching to test them to their very limits. But as long as they had this space to retreat back to, to find respite, then they would be okay. And for Jack Abbot, who knew how dark the world could be, okay would always be enough. Anything more would be dangerous.

#the pitt #the pitt max #the pitt hbo #the pitt x oc #jack abbot #jack abbot x oc #dr. jack abbot #dr. jack abbot x oc #shawn hatosy

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disneyvillainsdaily · 22 hours ago

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Creatives have always fought to have representation in their projects. Even under a company like Disney, if the team has something they want to show, they'll find their way around whatever the suits and sales execs forbid (especially for non-theatrical releases/media, where they might be able to get away with a bit more).

It got me thinking about an episode of Lilo & Stitch: The Series! that I've mentioned before, the one about Pleakley's family wanting him to settle down with a wife. I thought about this episode specifically because Jumba and Pleakley may have been shipped by the writers through bits and jokes and one-offs throughout the show, but in this episode they really tried to do the most official, "We ship these characters," as they possibly could without actually getting in trouble with the higher-ups.

Here's the setup for the episode if you're unfamiliar:

Pleakley's mother wanted him to finally marry a girl, or else she would find a girl for him back on his home planet. Pleakley ends up lying to get out of the arrangement, saying that he already has a woman he's engaged to on Earth. Just a minute later, when he answers the door, he realizes he's only made the situation worse: his family's there on the doorstep, saying they immediately "hopped a wormhole" to be there before his supposed wedding day.

He begins to stack lies on top of lies and claims that Nani is his bride-to-be. Nani is only convinced to go along with it after being reminded that, if Pleakley left, the only remaining adult to supervise Lilo would be Jumba.

Both Pleakley and Nani don't enjoy the charade they have to put up with for the next few days. Nani begrudgingly plays her part up until the actual wedding day, where she finds out that a real ordained minister was hired, meaning she would be legally married to Pleakley, which is where she draws the line. Nani refuses to be a part of the lie any longer and leaves just before the ceremony begins.

Here's where the Pleakley/Jumba stuff begins (and where the creative team had to start tiptoeing around what would force a rewrite from the execs):

Lilo convinces Jumba off-screen to take Nani's place. This way there's no need to write any kind of "ew no I don't want to" joke or have Lilo bribe him or something of the sort to get Jumba to do it. We don't see or hear Jumba's thoughts when he would supposedly be told that he is legally marrying Pleakley. This way the writers are neither confirming nor denying anything about Jumba being interested in Pleakley or not.

During the ceremony, Jumba doesn't seem put off by it all. There's no gag that he thinks it's gross to be married to Pleakley, or is "only doing it" because Lilo said he has to, or that he wants to be the groom instead of the bride, or anything like that. When asked for his name, he does claim to be "Jumbina," but that's most likely because Pleakley's family specifically wanted him to marry a girl (and are a very heteronormative bunch; if Jumba walked down the isle as a second groom, they would've been just as upset as if they found out Pleakley wasn't actually engaged). Regardless, I'd say Pleakley looks content-enough that Jumba's the one walking down the isle instead of Nani.

When the minister then asks for the vows, the audience is only given a single line from Pleakley: "Dearest, the day we met, I couldn't take my eye off you." As he says this, the genetic experiment of the episode -who happens to be a lie detector experiment- starts beeping loudly, meaning that was a lie. Which actually makes total sense. That was a lie. If you go back to the day they met, Pleakley was being brought to Jumba's prison cell, where Pleakley was told he'd be shipped off to catch a deadly experiment with this criminally-convicted mad-scientist he just met. These two were absolutely not a case of "love at first sight." I mean, when Pleakley first saw him, Jumba was crazily ripping up and stuffing newspaper into his mouth.

And that's the ONLY vow that we get to hear either of them say at the wedding. The writers explicitly made the ONLY vow a false one so the lie detector could buzz at it. Jumba and Pleakley don't say anything about how much they might actually love each other, because then the writers would be forced to make it a lie so they wouldn't get in trouble for suggesting that the two male characters have feelings for each other. If it was all just part of the joke, it would be super easy for the characters to say how much they "really love one another" and then have the lie detector go off in the background. The writers can't have vows that would imply that these characters are gay, so they instead made the characters not say vows that would imply that they aren't gay.

Now, if you know anything about how the legality of marriage actually works, you know that most fiction gets it wrong: you don't stop someone from being married by interrupting their "I do"s, cutting the minister off before they say "I now pronounce you," stopping the kiss, taking the rings, or anything like that. You are finally "legally married" when you sign the marriage certificate and legal paperwork, which can be during, after, or even before the actual wedding.

So, while the ceremony gets crashed just before the end of it by Gantu trying to grab the genetic experiment, that doesn't actually stop the marriage proceedings unless the signings are postponed. Also, let's appreciate how Pleakley immediately hops into Jumba's arms at the sight of danger, and how Jumba accepts it.

After the ceremony is wrecked and Pleakley explains all of his lies to his family -and they apologize for being hard on him and not understanding- the minister stands up from under the rubble to ask who's paying for the officiation as he holds up some papers, supposedly the legal documents for the marriage. But no one actually responds. The scene ends with a look of newfound-understanding between Pleakley and his mother about their conversation from just a moment ago.

There's no further comment towards the minister about how they don't actually need marriage papers or that the marriage itself is being called off. No one says anything about it in the wrap-up scene just afterwards where Pleakley's family leaves. There's no, "Man, I'm glad I didn't actually have to marry Pleakley," from Jumba or some kind of, "I'm glad that's over," from Pleakley.

From all we know, Pleakley and Jumba did sign those papers for the minister to file with the state of Hawaii.

And this is the best the writers could do. They weren't allowed to canonize/confirm anything, even if they wanted to. They have to try making it as canon as possible by explicitly not stating certain things that would delegitimize it. It becomes a whole assignment to carefully slip past the people holding their paychecks.

As the industry and world have shifted a bit, different kinds of representation have become at least somewhat easier to include than these ever-so-meticulously-crafted inclusions from the past. But, when the people in power have doubts on what might make/lose money, they immediately look to topics like these that polarize extremist audiences. Taking any kind of positive/accepting stance on representation is the first thing they neutralize. So, even when the inclusion has to be as convoluted as this, I still personally see and appreciate everything that the creative teams do.

#pleakley #jumba jookiba #jumba and pleakley #lilo and stitch #disney villains daily #villain talks #scene spotlight #lgbtqia #lgbtq #lgbtq representation #gay #long post

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hitlikehammers · 19 hours ago

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🏀That One Time Steve Harrington Visited an Old Friend, Said Thank You 💕, Dished Some Gossip 💅, Gushed About the ♥️Love of His Life♥️, Offered Apologies, and Brought Their Favorite Flowers as a Perk 💐

☕️OR: 4/5 times Steve/Eddie talk to anyone but each other about their feelings (for each other), +1 (other time they turn around and talk to one another)

“Hey Chrissy-lis.”

The first time they’d met, he’d only just learned the word. She flitted around, so fast and wild, and he’d been able to get her to sit still long enough for someone to tie up her hair when he told her if she wanted to be a butterfly, she had to be a chrysalis first—and her in particular, because she was named just right for it.

She’d beamed at him so big. They’d been fast friends. Sports-spouses, someone called them by middle school. They’d laughed over it, but it wasn’t wrong. They grew up together, even if they rarely spoke, rarely saw each other in the off-seasons—a year off made a difference, for schedules and stuff.

And most of what they had in common was sports, anyway. And the shit that happened at home neither of them wanted to say out loud.

Steve thinks that’s what made them work. Neither made the other say it. They both just sat with it. Knew, and didn’t run.

He wishes he’d known she was hurting so bad. He knows he couldn’t have stopped what happened, no more than Eddie. No more than anyone.

Only Eddie and Rob and Wayne know that. They’re the ones who know what he does and what he feels out loud, now—at least more of it—and they stay.

But Chrissy, she’d brought her own little squad to meets, convinced Hawkins to have the most out-of-place little huddle of pompoms, every time Steve dove into the pool.

And Steve got good with his hair—and he taught himself to be great with Chrissy’s, even when she didn’t need the coaxing to keep still anymore.

“So I promised an update.”

Because he comes. He doesn’t stay long. Always brings flowers he holds on to until he leaves. He likes to think she’ll know he’s been here, if there’s any way for anyone to know anything after…

After.

“He is everything,” Steve tells her like a secret, like the little moments of the things they did trade—bits and pieces, school gossip, boys kiss girls kiss boys—between her sitting down and him spinning her scrunchie sky-high around one last time. “He is absolutely the one.”

He smiles—he’s trying not to feel like he shouldn’t smile at her headstone; she was so made of joy. She deserves more than just the flowers when he comes to visit to make sure her shines never dulled.

Or forgotten.

Which reminds him:

“I never did thank you,” which he regrets, because she should have known, but doesn’t punish himself for, because back then he didn’t believe it—or believed it, but with the wrong person, for a lesser thing entirely.

“For always telling me that I’d find that type of person,” and she always said that, whoever he was with would come to any game, any meet, any…any time they sat, him one bleacher above her to get her hair teased high before anyone else came in—she asked it the most about Nancy and he hadn’t seen it, the why.

“That I wasn’t delusional,” which he thought, for sure, once it ended with Nancy. “That I was worth it.”

That he’s starting to genuinely believe now. With Eddie. Who isn’t just the one. Who is everything.

“You were the only person who said it, for a,” Steve swallows hard; “for a really long time.”

Steve fucking hates the people who try, still, to say that some people who die were too good for this world. Chrissy was just too good.

Period.

“If I didn’t thank you enough, I’m sorry,” and he knows he didn’t. But he also knows she didn’t need him to say it to know he felt it—they communicated a lot in what they didn’t say, after all.

“I hope you know my whole heart’s in thanking you now.”

He walks closer to the stone, runs his hands over the top. Sometimes, here, he gets flashes of what could have been, so close, the man who’s his soul and then some could have ended up with a marker, here.

Now’s not one of those times. It’s happening less now.

He looks at the ring on his left hand, resting on Chrissy’s headstone. Maybe that’s why. Mostly he wanted to be closer. Mostly he wants to pretend she could feel the weight of it, the shape of it, and know how much has happened, in how it’s all turned out.

She was never the type to begrudge someone their joy even if she couldn’t find her own. He feels…he’s working on feeling less than horrible about telling her things like this.

He doesn’t actually believe there’s anything after death. Save he thinks he has to, now.

He cannot imagine an eternity that exists without Eddie.

“Thanking you with my whole heart in it, like, that’s a really big deal, now, more than it was before,” he starts to ramble a little around the ache in him, for the loss of her, for the things he has that she deserved too.

Not instead of him, he reminds himself in Eddie’s voice. That she deserves too.

It helps. Even if he says the same in reverse when Eddie comes to see her.

“Because being able to love like this, and someone to want it? To almost, like,” Steve huffs, shakes his head in the wonder he doesn’t think is ever going to die down; “welcome it with open arms?”

He looks at her name etched in the stone. Pristine.

But cold. Nothing like her. They didn’t understand her. He doesn’t pretend he did in just the role of sports-husband to his cheer-wife. But he thinks…he thinks he knew some things.

“My chest just feels fuller, bigger,” he says, tracing the letters, pressing warmth into them even for a moment, because it has to matter; it has to matter more than nothing. “Like my heart’s stretched wide all the time because it doesn’t ever have to shrink itself anymore just to sneak by without getting the shit beat out of it.”

He comes to the end of the deep-carved ‘M’. He kisses the rough top of the stone because, again. Warmth.

Even for a moment. Least she deserves.

“So my whole-hearted thanks, Miss Cunningham, means more now that it ever could have,” he whispers low, swallows against the tightness in his throat; “and it still couldn’t scratch the surface.”

He wipes at his eyes, knowing they’ll be a little wet even before he feels a single tear fall.

He’s not wrong.

“I’ll keep trying though,” he promises and then steps up again, crouches at the base.

“Let me know next time if the thanks feels bigger, like, critique my form, yeah?” he says as he props the bundle of echinacea he’s been holding, letting his cologne mix a little with their sweetness, a reminder she’s not alone when he leaves.

If there’s…any chance at all, y’know. Worth covering all bases, just in case.

“Nail that dismount in the stars, Chrissy,” he murmurs as he stands up and raps his knuckles on the stone one more time, like he always would, light against her shoulder when he’d finished, to her giggling as he tied off her hair:

“Can’t get a ponytail higher than the one you’ve got, now.”

💫for @penny00dreadful—happiest of happy birthdays, my lovely 🖤

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chaoticlulu · 9 hours ago

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I couldn't get this idea out of my head.

Translation done with Google Translate, sorry.

Fanfic Idea

No one was prepared for when Future Jason began to speak:

Tim was the first.

He was methodical, planned, and perfect. We didn't realize it until hours later, when we found him next to a 10-page essay explaining that his decision was logical and the only alternative. He said he knew we all knew it was the only likely outcome, but no one had been able to take the first step.

The second was Steph. There was no explanation or goodbye. One night, three weeks after Tim, she went to sleep and didn't wake up.

Cass followed her that same day.

Then contingencies and rules were created. We wouldn't tolerate another loss. Batman established every command, every surveillance, and no one would be alone at any time.

Bruce had been gone for a long time.

It was in the way he walked, the way he spoke, the erratic way he would seek us out if we were out of his sight for too long. Paranoid, violent, lost.

I decided I'd be next. I couldn't keep watching them slowly destroy each other. With a vague hope of returning to the surface, I'd give them more time without using my supplies or resources. I was proving Tim completely right.

Damian found me with the gun to my temple.

"I know I'll be the last, please don't leave me alone..."

He was 16.

I stopped eating and drinking. I intended to kill myself slowly, and at first, it was difficult. I knew I would collapse at any moment. I just hoped to be alone and that they wouldn't give me any medicine. Then all the ailments stopped. The hunger, the thirst, everything stopped. I was still alive.

One night, we saw Dick and Bruce talking in low voices. We saw their tremors, their tears, and all we heard was:

"It's okay, Dad, we'll be okay."

The next day, we found both bodies side by side, both with gunshot wounds to the head, and the gun in Dick's hands.

By then, Damian was 23 years old. We'd been in the Bunker for ten years, with no outside communications and only a radiation reader that marked the outside as uninhabitable.

Duke disappeared.

It was just Damian and me left, with enough rations for maybe three more years, and then what? We had no idea. The research had stopped months before Bruce's death, and neither of us wanted to continue it, because to what end?

"I want to see the sun."

I didn't try to convince him otherwise. No suits, no supplies, just my weapons strapped to my thighs and his sword on my hip.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but look at him. I saw Bruce, of course, I also saw Dick, Talia, Tim, I saw our whole family in his eyes.

"They loved you"

"They loved us"

"When you see them in heaven, send them my regards"

"Bold of you to think we won't end up in the same hell"

The gates opened with our hands clasped. We didn't see the sun, everything still covered in a thick fog of dust, ash, and soot. I could barely glimpse the ruins in front of us when my lungs, eyes, ears, skin, everything, began to burn. I heard Damián's screams over mine and could only focus on his hand in mine before everything disappeared.

I woke up.

Damián's remains beside me, the bunker behind me, and the city in ruins.

I tried to kill myself 32 times and woke up every single time.

The sun rose 37 years later.

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #jason todd #dc universe #post apocalyptic #tim drake #bruce wayne #dick grayson #batman #red hood #damian wayne #google translate #batfamily #red robin #duke thomas

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ohbuckysmetalarm · 11 hours ago

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Thunderbolts* Headcanons

Finally back with some content! Thunderbolts* has me hyped for Marvel and really got my creativity flowing for some fics. I’m hoping to be more active now, but my schedule is pretty busy this summer with writing and directing short films, but I will make time for fics because I enjoy writing them!! :)

If you have not watched Thunderbolts* then do not read because it does contain big spoilers for the film. Bonus: three angsty headcanons under the “💔💔💔”.

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol consumption/getting drunk, Angst, SPOILERS FOR THUNDERBOLTS*.

Word count: 587

- In the beginning Bucky would (attempt) to cook for the team, but he was so bad that John and Yelena took over.

- Bucky found a cat (Alpine) and brought her to the compound. He told the team it’s to keep Bob company while they’re on missions, but he loves her.

- Follow up on that: once Bucky finds out how to use his phone camera (Yelena and Ava taught him) he takes at least ten photos of Alpine everyday.

- Alexei tells stories a lot and the team listens even though they’re usually complete lies (Bob believes them).

- Bucky and Yelena split leadership 50/50. Unless one of them is having a really bad day, then the other takes over (they usually don’t even have to say anything, the other just knows when the other needs to step back).

- Yelena and Ava definitely tease John a lot, especially about the beret.

- Bucky takes the team to his favourite spots in New York City when they have free time.

- Bob, Yelena and Bucky are the ones who have the most trouble sleeping and when they can’t they stay up late and play board games together.

- Ava and Yelena are the ones who convinced Bucky to start styling his hair.

- John is the one to keep everyone perfectly on schedule.

- Alexei texts in all caps and nobody corrects him.

- If Bob can’t sleep and everyone else is then he watches cartoons until he falls asleep (of course, he doesn’t admit that to anyone).

- John texts the group chat the most (usually memes).

- Bucky will tell really good jokes but uses the most serious tone, so the team doesn’t know if he’s actually joking.

- One time Ava accidentally scared everyone by walking out of the walls and now she does it all the time.

- Ava buys the best snacks.

- John and Ava argue during board games.

- Bob is scared of the dark because he’s afraid that The Void will take over again, Bucky is the first to notice and bought him way too many night lights the next day because he didn’t know which one to get.

- Alexei is usually the one to get the team to spend time together.

- Ava tries to have staring contests with Bucky, but always loses.

- Bob loves frappes. Bucky thinks they’re childish, so Bob makes him try one. Bucky loves them, but won’t admit it.

- Playing off of that, Yelena and Bucky stay up late to strategise before missions and Bucky gets them frappes. (“What? Bob loves them, so I thought you’d like them, too. Doesn’t mean I like them.”)

- Bucky makes sure everyone’s taken care of after missions. Yelena tries to push him away, but he won’t let her.

- Alexei secretly runs an Avengers fanpage.

- John definitely thinks he’s everyone’s favourite.

- Bucky plays 40s music throughout the Tower when it rains.

- Alexei lives for long, dramatic speeches. Sometimes he’ll convince Bucky to give a speech, but ends up taking over.

- John will randomly announce devastating news headlines he reads.

- Bucky calls TikTok “tic tac” and memes “mee-mees”. When someone corrects him he just looks at them and says “that’s what I said.”

💔💔💔

- Bucky is very protective over the whole team because he sees himself in all of them and he wants to make up for not being able to protect himself.

- Bob does the chores around the Tower so he doesn’t feel like a burden.

- Sometimes Yelena gets drunk after failed missions until she passes out and Bob sits with her to watch over her.

#thunderbolts #bucky barnes #yelena belova #bob reynolds #john walker #ava starr #alexei shostakov #winter soldier #white widow #sentry #the void #us agent #ghost #red guardian #marvel #marvel headcanons #headcanon #the new avengers

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kiyomitakada · 2 days ago

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okay so i have actually already read up to (and including) chapter 2 so here are my thoughts so far. i am obviously extremely spoiled on The Main Twist so i will put prologue + chapter 1 thoughts under the cut

prologue: from the way mello writes i am convinced that he wrote this in a manic haze right after he made the decision to kidnap takada. it's why he says "I imagine that by the time anyone lays eyes on these words I will no longer be alive" and also "the best dresser that died like a dog" he is already 90% certain he is not making it out of this.

the one thing that is throwing me off is the line "I once called myself Mello and was addressed by that name, but that was a long time ago" since it makes absolutely no sense in this context because the mafia and matt still call him mello all the time. so i have to assume that the a long time ago part refers to calling himself mello. maybe he shifted internally to mihael keehl and never told anyone else.

chapter 1:

fascinating that raye is described as "the most obvious example of the agents who had a high opinion of her (not that this stopped him from begging her to transfer to a less dangerous department every time something happened)" like okay fine that's kind of sweet. theres the whole benevolent patriarchal sexism in that last bit but i don't think he was violent or anything.

fascinating that L calls raye naomi's "friend"

It seemed obvious that the reason her laptop had been turned on was that L had hacked it, and she was more than a little depressed that she would now have to randomly destroy the new computer she had just purchased a month before. “I don’t mind… I mean, I do, but…”

god L is such an asshole for his FIRST MOVE being to order naomi to destroy her computer EVEN IF SHE DOESN'T ACCEPT i love him he sucks so much

real cute that they're all locked rooms. beyond wants to be written about sooo bad

this naomi is like dead on accurate to silent partner unfinished business i am retroactively extremely impressed. what an interesting personality. fundamental sense of insecurity but also a biting sarcasm that she keeps locked away… SO fun. notably mello is the one who attributes her leave of absence to discrimination but naomi doesn't think so, all of naomi's thoughts are about her Mistake

He would hardly kill a fifth victim when the number of dolls had reached zero.

ha, ha.

L bragging about being able to solve beyond's super difficult crossword puzzle that no one else could solve lmao

i got so jumpscared by beyond being under the bed even though i already knew he was there 10/10

Misora jumped backward instantly, forced down the surge of emotions this sudden turn of events stirred up, and put her fists up. She didn’t have a gun with her—not because she was suspended, but simply because she had never really gotten used to carrying one around. With no gun, she had no trigger to pull. [...] She put one hand inside her jacket, pretending she had a gun. The man raised his head.

this characterization is catnip to me

Natural black hair. A plain shirt, faded jeans. He was a young man, with dark lines under his wide, bulging eyes. Thin, and apparently fairly tall, but his back was curved, leaving his gaze two heads lower than Misora’s so he appeared to be looking up at her.

it is so interesting to compare beyond's description to what Isn't there… notably naomi does not make note of his hairstyle. the dark lines have to be makeup but i don't know how he would fake bulging eyes maybe hyperthyroidism simply runs in wammy's house. i love that the black hair is natural i always assumed it was really shitty dye

#k reads labb

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thequietkid-moonie · 3 days ago

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I will love you in every universe, every version of you

[ ONE-SHOT ] [ Lumine ]

[ Genshin Impact ]

Thanks to may bebebebebestieeeeee!!! The shining star that my bestie is has a beautiful mind that keeps coming with interesting ideas to write, and of course im more than happy to write more angst <3

"Do you think we are together in every universe?" Lumine ask casually, but you can tell that she is awaiting for your answer. Once again she have come to you while you are in duty, it seems that since you are living in peace the title as knight doesn't have much importance in Lumine's mind, after all she keep coming everyday to distracted you from your duty just so you two can spend time together

"of course! I'd be crazy if im not with you in every universe" you say to her, by now you know is better to just play along than trying to tell her to wait until you finish your job, besides this is a really important matter that needs to be answered right away (or at least thats what she says)

That peaceful life, that beautiful moments you two have shared, the dreams and plans for a future together, all the smiles and that love you two have shared has fallen far behind, by now is something that only lives in her memory, your smile, your warmth, you love is something that she only can be craved but will never have again. If she knew that she would have lost everything she would have taken everything more seriously, she would have stoped bothering you during your work, she would have trained harder, she would have be there in time to be able to help, even if she couldn't save the world at least she wished she could had saved you

The memory of that day sometimes still comes to her mind, sometimes she still has nightmares of it, she wakes up in the middle of the night, not scared anymore, just annoyed, frustrated, unable to stop herself from asking why she had to be so weak, so slow, if only she could have done more

Peace can fool anyone, but when you are drunk by the peace is dificult to see when something is wrong, the peaceful life you were living one say was completely threaten and shattered, someone or something appeared to take down all that have been build, all that you knew. Fighting for the world was your duty, you weren't a chosen hero but you just couldn't not do anything, you had sweared that you would give your life to protect the people if necesary and and you won't just cower now

You were good friends with Aether, he was like family for you, by how well good things were with you and his sister he thought you would stick around in their lifes for a long time, but in war thinking about a hopeful future is more like a luxury, you have talked to him to take Lumine as far away as posible, for both to get somewhere safe until things got better (or at least until there was any chance for more people to come to help to strike the last blow), Lumine would probably be offended that you implayed that she was not stronge enough to fight but this wasn't a game, this was serious and you wanted your family to be safe

One of the things that torture Lumine the most is the fact that she allowed herself to be convinced by her brother, to believe that you would be fine in your own despite having a bad feeling about all of this, she and her brother make the best to protect the people and keep the shelter all were in safe, but the enemy that this world was facing was far too stronge, far too destructive, everything was turned into a mess from one moment to other

When the panic spread between the survivors Lumine's mind was filled of worry for your safety, if the enemy managed to advance that meant that the people fighting have perished. Despite her brother protests and efforts to keep her out of danger Lumine found a way to reach where you were fighting, wishing and praying that she wouldn't find you there, that you have managed to run away and shelter yourself while working on the plan

By the moment she finally found the battlefield everything left was nothing but ruins, corpses and blood everywhere, and yet she clung to the hope that you may be alive and safe, until she found you. You have fought and resisted as much as you could but that wasn't enough, she found you with just enough strenght to apologize, to apologize to both for not being able to protect them, to save the! And even if she tried to reasure you her words fell in deaf ears

After that everything has become just a blurry and confusing memory, everything happened so quick, this strange force destroyed everything in its way, without mercy condemned the planet to perish, completely destroying everything they have known. The only option Aether and Lumine had left was to leave, becoming travelers and visisting other planets, slowly growing more and more stronge

Lumine never got over it, even when her journey continued losing her brother only worsen her state, even if Aether was somewhere safe and alive that didn't made her feel better, if only she was stronger. Lumine tried her best to continue, if you have given your life to protect hers she just can't waste her life, so decided to find her brother and continue with her journey like until now

She was scrolling by the calm streets, it was a rather peaceful day and Paimon was in a good mood, making her feel in a good mood too, making her plans for the day when suddently she freezes on her spot completely, her eyes widen so much that it even looked painfully, Lumine thought she was dreaming until she heard it again, there was a voice she haven't heard in a long time, your voice

Lumine was sweating cold, almost scared, it took all her willpower to react, this couldn't just be an allucination since she heard the voice calling out that silly but beautiful nickname you gave her long ago, so swallowing her feelings she slowly turned around, just to realice that it wasn't her you were talking about

There you were, the you from another universe she suppouse, the same lovely smile, the same voice, the same presence, the same way you used to hold her, the same gentle love that used to make her like the luckiest person in the universe, but non of that was directed towards her, it was directed towards someone else, someone she considerate a friend

Have you lied to her? You said you would be with her in every universe, that you couldn't live without her, and yet here you are, loving someone else the same way you used to love her

Just like before, it took all the willpower she could gather but Lumine simply turn around and walked away, no words nor feelings, just trying to walk as far away from there. She still loves you, you know? She still sometimes wishes you two could be together, that she still could tell you how much she loves you one more time, and here you are, doing all that she miss with someone else, she loves you and for that same love she will leave you alone, this is not the you she met, this is not the you who promised that you would be with her in every universe, and even if it makes her heart break, she has no right to take away what makes you happy, to take you away from the person you love in this universe

Requested by @justsomerandom4030

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #lumine #lumine x reader #x reader #x gn reader #video games x reader

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chaos-interwoven · 2 days ago

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continuing this for the upperclassmen:

dan: depends on the shoes. in sneakers or boots, no. in heels, yes. i know what you’re thinking, she was stripper, she has hella experience in heels. and yes, but not with running in them. she can turn up on the dance floor and jump her heart out in heels but will tumble eventually if she tries to run

renee: no way in hell. rain or shine, heels, sneakers, flats, or fucking platform boots, this girl can drunk run without falling. and she is suchhhhh a drunk runner. she gets drunk and wants to run, less for the adventure like nicky and more just because something in her drunk mind tells her too. the instigator in her comes out a bit when she’s drunk and on top of being a drunk runner, she’s a drunk fighter. give her enough drinks and she will square up with any willing participant. and will demolish those dumb straight boys who challenge her to arm wrestle

matt: definitely falls. i’m sorry but he would try to run with nicky and they would both end up sprawled on the ground. i think he loses awareness of how long his legs are while drunk and it makes him fall if he tries to run

allison: again with the too much decorum to fall. she only goes out in heels, maybeeee platform boots if the world is upside down for a day but that requires renee to convince her so usually it’s just her and her heels. and she’s been walking in those since she was 10 and stealing them from her mother’s closet. no way she trips or twists an ankle much less falls in heels regardless of being drunk

seth: no siree. he is far to spiteful to not be the ultimate little shit while drunk and being able to successfully run lends itself to that. he also has far too much experience being intoxicated and some skills are acquired through practice

whether the monsters would fall while drunk running:

neil: absolutely not. that boy has been running since before he could walk and there is no way after all that running under so many kinds of pressure that he wouldn’t be able to handle drunken shenanigans

aaron: can run drunk surprisingly well but also will lose the ability to handle curbs or stairs and has tripped and ended up on the ground before

nicky: yes, 110% yes. definitely a drunk runner. cannot let him out of your sights bc he might decide to go on a little adventure and he largely overestimates his coordination and will be on the ground before he knows it

andrew: honestly i can’t imagine him running while drunk…….. but i don’t see him falling either. he has too much decorum

kevin: yes. less than nicky but yes and he will swear to you otherwise. you’d think after drinking so much he would have a better handle on things but there’s a reason he doesn’t dance and he only had practice controlling his speech and facial expressions while drunk

#aftg headcanon #aftg upperclassmen #drunk running #dan wilds #matt boyd #renee walker #allison reynolds #seth gordon #aftg #all for the game

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darksonofsparda · 1 month ago

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𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐑𝐏 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 || Still Accepting

@caramialunaestelle inquired: 👙 a beach party (From Power)

Since he had been assigned to special unit four, bit by bit, the team had begun to make more impressive devil-hunting progress. Together, the group had completed a whopping two hundred missions, another new milestone. This group had started off with a ragtag group of misfits, another half-devil in the form of Denji, and the final addition being the Blood Fiend, Power, who was probably their wildest member, although Denji wasn't too far in that regard, either.

To top it off, there was also the human devil hunter Aki and his longtime work partner. Himeno, Vergil, was the most recently assigned member after a trial to see how well he would mesh with the others, and it had all worked out. He had even managed to help make sure Power didn't act up in the spur of the moment--something she had done often during earlier missions, while she still had her moments, there were significantly fewer incidents than usual.

To celebrate this new milestone, instead of a get-together at a restaurant and bar, this time Makima had allowed a Beach Party event, which did make sense since it was summer now. This beachside party sounded fun, and in his opinion, much better, too. Vergil hated being around drunk people, regardless of whether they were a colleague, ally, or friend. The party had been going on for over an hour now, but there was still a lot of party left before it would be over. Everyone was having a great time so far, currently donning blue and white swimming trunks, Vergil had been reading a book under a beach parasol as he sat in a beach lounging chair, shirtless, but his blue jacket with the sleeves hanging loose was draped over his back and shoulders like a blanket. At some point, the beach ball had come spiraling towards Vergil after a hard hit from Denji.

"Yo, Vergil! Heads up!"

That was all he heard before the ball zipped directly at him, but Vergil was always on guard, even at parties like this. Enemy devils certainly wouldn't wait for their party to end if one were to show, so he never dropped it, even when there was no clear sign of hostiles or danger. The half-devil had been expecting the ball to fly towards him, so when it did, he simply raised up his arm, and the ball went right to his forearm, his eyes never left the pages of the book, so he had no idea how much strength his had put in his arm, the second it bounced off his forearm, it zipped directly to Denji, smacking him in the face.

[{ 🗡️ }] - "It's you're own fault for not paying attention." He called out, the kid would be fine, it was a beach ball, not a volleyball.

As Vergil settled back into the pages of his book, it wasn't very long before he was interrupted again, this time it was Power. She was questioning why he chose to sit in the shade and read at a beach party. Blue eyes shifted off the book to meet Power's gaze. He had a feeling someone would ask him, the blood fiend just happened to be the one who had done it first. she just asked in her own way.

[{ 🗡️ }] - "Why am I reading at a beach party? I wanted to finish this book, but we've been so busy that I haven't gotten the chance to finish it yet. Perhaps I'll join in after that, but only once this novel is finished, the ending is getting rather interesting."

#Sᴏ Sᴛᴇᴘ Iɴsɪᴅᴇ -- Sᴇᴇ Tʜᴇ Dᴇᴠɪʟ Iɴ I (Aɴsᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ)#caramialunaestelle #Tʜᴇ Dᴇᴠɪʟ Oᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ Hᴇʀ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ's Wᴇʙ (Cʜᴀɪɴsᴀᴡ Mᴀɴ AU |Aʀᴄ 1| )#//R.I.P Denji -- getting accidentally beach ball sniped by Vergil #//Vergil is absolutely the type to read during a party - and thats fun for him #//But if Power really wanted him to join #//I think she would be able to convince him #//By annoying the hell outta him to join or something lol #//Sorry for the wait #//Got wifi back so I been setting stuff back up

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