#ALSO DANI I SAW YOUR OTHER ASK I JUST MIGHT NOT HAVE TIME TO ANSWER IT RIGHT AWAY BC I KNOW IT WILL TAKE ME A WHILE TO EXPLAIN MY CHOICES

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Dp x Dc AU: Danny's final Interview with Tim Drake for the Wayne Enterprise's Space Program Operation Janus Crew... Demon Twin AU.

Danny had been waiting for his offer letter from WE to be officially part of the Janus Crew. He'd done all the standard rigorous testing and passed with flying colors. He'd talked to every single head engineer and interviewed at all levels to prove that he was the man for this mission. It was as good as gold, so Danny was surprised when he got a call from the PA to Tim Drake, the CEO himself, to come in for a final interview. Just a formality and mostly just to meet the man who was going to be the poster boy for their program. Makes sense, but is unnerving, nonetheless.

The second he walks into the office space, Tam Fox seemingly does a double take, blinking a few times when he explains that he's there for a final interview. She nods and he proceeds as if nothing about that was weird.

Tim Drake has four laptops in front of him and a scattering of papers, but looking up to see Danny, he closes them all and the image of a scattered young man trying to run a Fortune 500 company is replaced with some one of deadly capability.

"Danny Fenton. Great to meet you, I appreciate you coming by today." Tim says, but Danny can see the sharks fin in the water.

"Of course, I'm excited to be part of the Crew." Danny throws back, making it clear right away that Tim needs to cut to the chase if Danny's not going to be an astronaut with WE. NASA will take him back in a heartbeat if WE is going to try and play games.

"We're excited to have you, everyone speaks of you like the next Armstrong or Aldrin. I just had a few questions, as an informality, that I wanted answered."

"I feel like I've answered every question there could be about me, but go ahead. I'm an open book."

"Great. I suppose I'll start with asking about your adoptive family, the Fentons. Were they good to you when you transitioned to their home?"

"...It's not common knowledge that I'm adopted. Mom and Dad are fine. We have a strained relationship now because of my teenage rebellion but I still go home for most holidays." Danny is on edge, but also a bit excited? How did Tim find this out?

"I see. I'm an adopted child myself, you can understand maybe why I asked. Do you have any relationship with your birth family?" Tim asks, but its clear he's asking something else. Danny calls it how he sees it.

"What are you trying to find out? I mean really, you're very polite but this doesn't have to do with my job."

"I'll cut to the chase then. Do you hold any allegiance to Ra's al Ghul or the League of Assassins?"

"Woah." Danny blinks.

"Woah as in you're surprised I found out, or Woah in surprise that you've been found out?"

"Woah as in, what the fuck, I haven't thought of his name in decades. I escaped pretty young after being abused from birth."

"That's what I needed to know. You have a sister through the Fentons, and a cousin that I suspect is a clone, any other siblings?" Tim asks, his to the point question making Danny's head spin. How the fuck did this guy know about Dani?

"How do you-"

"Any other siblings, Danny?" Tim repeats, cutting him off.

"...Yeah. I should have a twin running around out there. But if this has to do with whatever crazy bullshit he might be up to, I swear i'm not in contact with him or his family. I haven't been since I freed myself."

Tim looks like he's contemplating something, his eyes are still evaluating Danny as though he were a frog in freshman year Bio.

"I have a little brother, Danny, and it's interesting. He's not particularly fascinated by space but he likes to keep up with all the astronauts. I took it upon myself to research you once you came on the roster two years ago for this position. I know you're capable and I had no doubt that you'd be the man for the job. Then I saw your picture."

"You... saw my picture?"

"My brother watches out for Astronauts because he holds onto the hope that someone from his past might be one some day. That it might lead to their reconciliation." Tim clarifies.

Danny can't do anything but stare. No. No way.

"I told Damian not to look into the astronauts for the Janus Crew. Want to guess why?" For the first time, Tim's eyes look soft around the edges. Danny stays silent for a while, head reeling from this information.

"...Is he. Is he free?" Danny finally asks.

"He's left the league and burned all allegiance he held for them, if that's what you're asking. Came to join his dad, my adoptive father, when he was about ten. So just a few years after you made your own way out without him."

"That's... That's good. I'm glad. He's healthy?" Danny can't help himself but inquire. He'd loved his brother until it literally broke him.

"Most days. He runs an animal sanctuary, has a girlfriend and a best friend, gets along with our large family."

"Woah." Danny's near speechless again.

"I'm telling you this because... He's going to find out Friday with the press release of you being our Crew Leader. He'll see you and no doubt try to contact you. I want you to have the choice of reaching out to him before that, or at least make your peace with what you have to say to him if you don't want a relationship."

"Why?"

"Because I don't care to see my siblings hurt. Here, it's my personal line, below it is Damian's. Reach out to me if you'd like for me to plan a meeting spot, reach out to him if you'd prefer I stay out of it. I understand completely if my questions have led you to not trust me." Tim offers him a piece of paper with two phone numbers on it, Danny takes it with shaking hands.

"I... See. Okay." and then after a moment, Danny added numbly "Thanks."

Tim stands and Danny follows, they're both walking towards the door and Danny can't help but feel like he's waiting for another shoe to drop. Tim has a look in his eye like Jazz might on his birthday.

"One last thing before you go and you're officially listed as our star Astronaut: I took care of those pesky case files and lab reports for you. The white ones. It is quite literally impossible for that heinous shit to every bother you again."

"Wait, What? Why would you do that for me? You couldn't have known-"

"It's what family is for. Have a good day, Janus Crew Lead Danny."

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 15 - "Fine explain it to me."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: Slight shipping but can be seen as platonic too

A/N: Just wanted to mention that I usually am more of a found family themed dpxdc writer but this was a self runner once I started writing until I realised that this could be seen as a ship.

Danny sipped on the champain, he was drinking leaning against the wall. Next to him, also leaning against the wall with crossed arms was Dan glaring at everyone that even remotely tried to approach them. Dani had disappeared into the crowds and Danny was convinced that she had made her way to the buffet table and had found a hiding place with whatever food she had piled up high on a plate. He had seen her do that before.

"How long do these things go?" Dan asked, glaring at someone specifically, Danny knew was a business partner of the fruitloop.

"A couple of hours, usually fruitloop lets us leave around 8 pm." Danny answered easily, surveying the area for any familiar face he might recognize despite knowing he wouldn't. Sam's family wasn't attending this gala and any face he could recognize was probably a business partner of Vlad or someone he had seen on a magazine cover.

"Dile back your glare. Your eyes are glowing red." He offhandedly mentioned to his time-clone-twin taking another sip. Dan only growled at him and looked stubbornly away, though his eyes lost the red color and turned back to a blue.

"How do you and Dani do this shit?"

Danny hummed, museing how things had changed over the past couple of years since Dani and him started to attend these Galas Vlad made them go too. "I hated it at first too. But you weren't socialized enough to attend and Dani used to flat out refuse but we got used to it and found our tactics on how to handle it. Dani usually raids the buffet and finds a hiding place, I just hang with Sam if she is here."

"But she is not." Dan growled, now glaring at a rich kid that had looked like it wanted to approach them but wisely decided to turn tail at Dan's glare. "These stuck up kids are trying to mock us aren't they?"

"Yup." Danny popped the p. "We could always ghost the fruitloop though."

"And have to listen to him lecturing us later? No thanks." Dan's eyes went over the people at this place. He saw Vlad talking to someone he was pretty sure had been on the cover of some tech magazine before but then his eyes stopped on a guy with black hair and blue eyes looking only slightly older than them that was staring at them very intensely.

Dan rammed his elbow into Danny's side, causing the other to wheeze and nearly drop the glass he was holding. The one he had spotted was now on his way to approach them and Dan narrowed his eyes. "You know that guy?"

Danny once he caught his breath again looked up and his eyes widened with recognition. "Shit!"

But before Dan could question the other about that guy, who was now speed walking with a business smile towards them, Danny grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him along with him. "We need to go, like right now."

Dan dragging his feed and making Danny literally drag him along only looked at his phone arching an eyebrow mockingly. "It's not 8 pm yet."

"Text the fruitloop. We are going-"

"Danny, what a pleasure to see you here, I didn't know you attended galas like this." Danny got cut off by the same guy Dan had spotted watching them. He hadn't seen how but somehow that guy had managed to cross the hall before them and block Danny's exit.

Dan heard Danny mutter a distinctive "fuck" before letting go of his elbow and smiling at the guy nervously. "Dick. What a surprise. I didn't know you would be here."

"Dick?" Dan repeated with an arched eyebrow but Danny swiftly stepped on his foot.

"Well Bruce thought it was about time again I attended one of the Galas with him again. You know how it is, don't you?" There was a glint in the other's eyes and Dan eyed him interested, the guy had some dirt on Danny. This was going to be interesting.

"Ah well yea, Vlad asked for me to come along too and someone got to represent my late parents too after all." Danny laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck and clearly avoiding direct eye contact.

"Represent your late parents?"

"Yea funny thing, my parents willed their company to me and-"

"I thought you said you were an engineer working for Dalv.Co? To think I told you about how I am with the Waynes and yet you never mentioned even once to me your relation to Masters." Dan blinked, okay so that guy was a friend Danny had made somehow outside of Sam and Tucker.

"I do! I do, it's just that… well... I can explain!"

"Fine, explain it to me."

Danny appeared to be a flustered mess while this Dick was staring at him with crossed arms. Dan watched them with fascination and a small amount of satisfaction at how Danny fumbled with his words. He then felt a tuck at his side and locked down to find Dani offering him popcorn.

"That's Dick Greyson." Something suddenly clicked for Dan and he smirked down at Dani.

"The guy that's teaching your Gymnastic course that Danny always volunteers to take you too?"

Dani nodded once more and now also sporting a mischievous smile.

[moonshynecybin]

In the teenage mom Marc au, how hard does Vale need to stay still and breathe through his nose when the first time known baby magnet dovi enters the picture. The babysitter list as you said suddenly includes dovi. Vale post breakup so used to seeing the baby with Julia/roser/alex or santi only, nearly has an aneurysm when it's Dovi chucking a squealing toddler into the air. She still lights up for Vale but she also lights up for Dovi. Does not consider that Marc sitting off to the side laughing along clicking pictures might be the other half of the reason for the heartburn.

It's a different kind of hurt to when Vale saw Jorge play around with the kid (she was firmly being held by Dani because Jorge is not on the list) and gets a reality check of the baby is going to grow up know more people love more people, people that are not Vale, one day she might not even recognise vale in the crowd

Oooh is Uccio specifically told not to stop the child from heading over to Vale or is there an incident where she is turned away which NOW marc is truly done with Vale

LOVE this question. because a few days ago i was answering asks about their handshake heard round the world at argentina 2019 and i was like ummm why would vale do that and then immediately reverse course. for why. for what. and THEN i saw dovi also on the podium and i was like lmaooooo okay. jealous.

not just in an rpf way (although. please.) it’s like. vale is a person who is very aware of how a rivalry can get mythologized into a rider’s mythos. he himself is very CAREFUL and DELIBERATE about who he names as his rivals and how he manages perceptions surrounding them (he’s on good terms with them! keeps their helmets in his museum etc) and he’s kept marc pretty deliberately out of this narrative as an evil little punishment for marc’s whole deal.

BUT ! lmao. if we look at marc’s major rivals on track, there’s two major entries: vale and dovi. later fabio but post injury is a dif ballgame. and dovi is frankly better at fighting marc than vale is! so i think he sees the narrative of marc’s star getting tied to dovi and chafes a little (he is MYYYY FATED RIVAL. i am the only one who can actually challenge him as he is the best and i am the best. type shit) and then he decides wellllll what if i make this weekend about MEEE and himmmm and shakes marc’s goddamn hand lmao.

so. to actually answer your ask. if he sees marc like. having a NONtoxic homoerotic rivalry with someone he’s gonna chafe. if he sees that IN ADDITION to dovi being on the baby marquez’s (she’s. 6 in 2017 and he STILL somewhat psychotically considers her basically his own. #deadbeatstepdad) babysitter list he’s gonna lose it lmao. MAJOR kick in the pants. like marc literally hands her off to dovi in parc ferme like it’s nothing and vale’s smile FREEZES. double take. chest seizes. thank god he has sunglasses on. because usually she’s pulling over to himmmm (but she LIKES DOVI. and marc had been racing DOVI those last few turns. not vale…) and she’s NOTTTTT. dovi cracks a sleepy little deadpan joke and marc full body laughs and her little kid hands are tugging at dovi’s cap and for the SECOND TIME IN HIS LIFE vale sees this kid and is like haha. i’m in dangerrrrr. motogp instagram posts a cute pic of baby marquez with dovi on instagram (usually it is VALE or MARC in those!!! fuck !!) captioned like “looks like someone has a new babysitter!” and vale genuinely has to have a white knuckle moment staring into the mirror. goes to bother honda hospitality in incognito mode the next day because truly. that is his DAUGHTERRRRR. cold anxiety swimming around in his stomach nonchalant smile plastered on realizing that like. if he wants an actual place in her life he’s gonna have to ask 4 it. she sees him and. LIGHTS up. marc gives him a tense affectionate smile… still wary…. he still ALWAYS lets him see her though…

and that’s ALSO how vale cottons on to the marc of it all. because he’s turning it over in his mind like he’s trying to crack the zodiac killer case and eventually there’s no running from it and he’s like. um. i think the driving force of this is that i want to have a family with marc. and i love that little girl. and i miss him. and then. well he has to convince marc that he’s gonna stick around.

[racergirl-112]

Push Me Over - Chapter 8: Arms Length

Before Hugh went to set, he went back to his trailer to let off some steam. How had one minute he’d been the happiest he’d been in years to being just as heartbroken when he and his ex had decided to divorce. He knew it would be hard and he’d need to do some things, but by god, he was going to get Dani back. 

Luckily, they didn’t need Dani for many of the scenes today. She stood of to the side, watching as they filmed the scenes where Deadpool and Wolverine go to the TVA. Every movement, every line Hugh said, she felt like her heart was racing and breaking simultaneously. 

Once there was a break in a scene, Dani asked her uncle if he needed her for the rest of the day. He looked at the film sheet and saw that she was good. “No kiddo, you’re good to go home if you want.” He saw she didn’t look so good. “You ok?” 

“Fine, just tired,” she lied. She hugged him and walked off set, not knowing Hugh watched her leave, wanting to chase after her. 

She got back to her flat and took a long hot shower. The song on her phone changing to Arm’s Length by Kacey Musgraves. The lyrics flowed through her speakers as she sank down in her shower, pulling her knees to her chest, letting the tears she had held in all day fall freely. She knew she had fallen in love with Hugh, but it was complicated. He had literally just gotten divorced. Maybe it was a rebound thing, never meant to last. Did Dani want it to last? She honestly did. She wiped the tears away and got out of the shower and called the one person who was the voice of reason in her life, her mom. 

“Oh hi Dani!” her mom’s voice on the other end of the phone, a welcome bright spot in her day. 

“Hi mom,” she replied. 

“How are you? How is filming going? I know you said a few days ago you hadn’t had many scenes yet.” 

“I’m fine,” Dani lied. “I actually got to film my first few stand alone scenes and got to kiss Hugh Jackman.” 

“Oh boy, that’s huge,” her mom replied. “He’s been really good friends with your Uncle and Ryan for years. How was that?” 

“Um, it was fine.” As she figured, her mom clocked the tone in her voice and called her out. 

“Danielle Olivia, do you have a thing for your co-star?” 

“Do I have to answer your question?” Dani said through gritted teeth. 

“Yes you do,” her mom demanded. 

“Then yes mom, I do. Are you happy?” 

“Is that what's bothering you? Isn’t Hugh married?” 

“Yes and well, no,” Dani started. “Mom, I met him the night of our cast dinner and then we had a moment during a night out with the cast and crew at karaoke. It’s not like I wanted to fall for him. Also, to answer your question, one of the first days on set together, he told me he and his wife had recently gotten divorced, but it wasn’t public knowledge yet.” 

She heard her mom on the other end of the phone telling her stepdad he could talk to her in a second. 

“Dani, is that the only interaction you two have had?” Dani stayed silent, giving her mom the answer she was expecting. “So, you two slept together?” 

“Yes mom, a few times if need to know. I know he’s old enough to be my dad, but there’s something about him.” 

“Ok, well if he’s divorced and it seems you both feel the same, what’s the problem?” her mom questioned. 

“Oh mom, it’s complicated,” Dani started. 

“Dani, I’ve been through the whole complicated thing and more, what’s the deal? Are you questioning things because of the age difference and the fact he’s been married before?”

“Well, that and the fact that he’s friends with Uncle Shawn and Ryan. I feel like we have had fun, but maybe I was the rebound after the divorce. I mean I can have fun and be friends, but I for some reason want more with him.” 

“Danielle, you know what you just said right?” her mom asked. 

“No mom, that’s why I called you,” she replied. 

“You love him and from the sound of it, he might love you too, but I’m proud of you for being an adult in this situation.” 

“Thanks Mom,” tears began to stream down her face. 

“Also, just so you know your Frank and I are proud of you. I know how hard it was to put your dreams on hold, but you’ve done a phenomenal job. Your dad would have been proud of you too.” 

If she hadn’t already begun to cry before, the comment on her dad sent her over the edge. “Thanks Mom, that means a lot.” 

“Alright sweetheart. Hang in there and call me if you need anything.” 

“Will do. Love you Mom.” 

“Love you too Dani.” 

Dani set the phone down as she wiped the tears from her eyes. She always knew her mom could see through her bullshit even when she couldn’t. Even if she did love Hugh, she needed to give him the space he needed to heal and maybe if it was meant to be, they’d get together again. 

Hugh had gotten back to his flat that night as well, tired and frankly heartbroken. He wanted to talk to Dani, but she had made it very clear that she needed space, or for him to heal. What she didn’t realize as new as the divorce may be, she was the healing he had needed. He wasn’t sure what her thoughts were, but he decided to do something old school and write her a letter. 

Dani, 

I’m not sure what is going on with us right now, but I’m honoring your request of giving you the space you said you needed. With the instant connection we had not only at the dinner, but at the karaoke bar, I feel like we may be missing out on something special. I can honestly say that I haven’t been this happy in a very long time. You were the brightness who brought me out of the darkness I had slowly fallen into. You may not believe me, but it's the truth. Please know I care deeply for you and you’ve made me so happy. 

Love, 

Hugh 

The next morning he got to set early and put the piece of paper in her trailer door. As he walked to his trailer, he sent his ex a text. Hugh: Hey Deb. We need to talk. Are you available later? Need to discuss what we want to say to the press about our divorce. 

@kellyxo1

[cherryheairt]

So I was scrolling down your blog and I saw this ask of Daenys having visions about Dany and Jon:

https://www.tumblr.com/cherryheairt/760767237886984192/do-you-think-daenys-would-ever-dream-of-jon-snow?source=share

Targaryens after the Dance have a tendency to get obsessed with their dragon dreams, and that ultimately brings their downfall. Obviously wouldn't want that for Daenys, and if you are planing to writing it at all, I was thinking that maybe, Daenys wouldn't dream anything that happens in the books/show, but rather, their childhoods.

Like, she sees Jon growing up at Winterfell with Rob, Arya and the other Stark children, sees Dany in Braavos with her red door and lemon tree and all that.

That way she would only see happy children, and she wouldn't have a reason to worry and overthink any of it.

WAIT that is so pure and cute. I believe both would be decended from her blood line in some way. With Lyanna being their granddaughter some time down the line, so Jon would be a grandson too. Dany is from Rhaenyra and Daemon's line so great grand something niece.

If she dreams of a little Stark boy and Targ girl she might originally think them to be her future children, then forget that thought when actually seeing her kids grow up.

Jon didn't have the best childhood, being ostracized by Catelyn and distant because of that with Sansa and Arya growing up. But, he did have good memories with Ned, Bran, and Robb I believe m.

Dany had ups and downs in Bravos, while she was being sponsored financially she was also orphaned with a nasty older brother.

They both had rocky childhoods with good moments in between, perhaps Daenys might see some chunks of both from Jon and Dany.

Dany having dreams is quite cute, too. I'd like to think (with my story direction) that Daenys is written into Westeros history books in the future as a prophet and the Targaryen line looks up to dreamers like that.

That line where she defended herself from that one ornery lord who didn't give her ships, "But I dreamt that if I carried those eggs into a great fire they would hatch..." and then she became the mother of dragons from prophesying it. Just like Daenys did, she would search history books for answers to her dreams. Daenys never found answers, but Dany would thanks to Daenys.

And Jon is more like Cregan, brooding and serious but sworn to duty no matter what.

Still, the after-main story chaps are pretty far, so lots of ideas to come for it!

[khaleesiofalicante]

arthur's destiny was to die??????? oh dani you are sick, i can't beleive i'm saying this but as a critic of literature, i love your mind and i cannot fucking wait for the chaos in the next chapter. also, have there been hints of arthur's predicament since the beginning? aside from the obvious misdirection that is lance's prophecy, we knew that something had to trigger him to destroy idris, but did you ever hint what that trigger it was and if you did can you share it? i want to see if i am stupid or if it really wasn't obvious.

Ah, there is so much to say here, but i’ll try to be succinct. 

Yes, Arthur’s destiny is to die. This will make a lot more sense in the next chapter. 

The prophecy wasn’t meant to misdirect - not so much as it was misinterpreted. Because, you see, in any story, prophecies mean so many things. You can interpret it in so many different ways. Percy Jackson girlies know what I am talking about. We’ll explore the prophecy a little bit more in Chapter 19. 

Yes, Arthur can see the future. As we know, children/heirs of priunces of hell inherit their father’s power/s. Like Magnus got Asmodeus’ teleporting and max got Leviathan’s water powers. Lucifer, as we know, has two big powers. One is that he controls the pandemonium (because he created it when he fell from heaven) and he can see everything. This is what Ben was telling Lexi in the previous chapter. Similar to the Princes of Hell and Eldest Curses, Lance got one part of David (Demon blood) and Arthur got the other (Angel blood), one of them got one of Lucifer’s powers and Arthur got the other.

I cannot tell you how many fucking clues are in the story (and in my writing) about Arthur’s ability to see the future. I’ve sprinkled it everywhere (carefully) ever since I started writing about it character. Even in IALS! I answered separate asks about these! Hope you can find them!

I tried to be very sneaky about it and always referred to them as ‘dreams’. It’s very in character of Arthur to refer to his visions as dreams because the latter sounds less scary and more romantic. So, every time you see him say something like “I dreamed” and “he dreamt” - we are literally referring to a vision of the future. Some examples below. 

6. One of the bigger/obvious examples was when he rescued Harry. I really thought y’all might figure that out. Because there is no way he could’ve known Harry was in danger unless he didn’t see something that scared him. 

7. We also see many examples of Arthur zoning out and losing concentration when other people are talking (which usually happens when he gets pulled into a vision). It’s often misinterpreted as ADHD, but now we know it was a bit of a Marcus Devlin situation here. 

As for whether I hinted Arthur was the prophecy trigger, I did and I did not. I think many people guessed this anyway - that Lance will only be triggered if he lost someone he loved dearly and I have hinted many times that Lance loved Arthur the most in the world. So, yeah. 

There were some hints that Arthur was going to die. For example, Arthur often mentions that he doesn’t ‘dream’ about certain things - most of these things are things that will happen when he is older (Sex/marriage/university) etc. Arthur never saw himself in the future doing any of this because he dies young. 

There were some clues about Arthur being the strangler too. Magnus often describes the hands as soft and lean and long fingers. I've described this feature in Arthur a lot - David/Lance/Arthur have the same hands.

Also there were little things like this:

There are a lot more, of course. I don't remember most of them. I never 'plan' foreshadowing ahead. I just keep peppering it in while I write because I know what's going to happen in the story way ahead so it's quite easy to tease.

[allovesthings]

Your recent poll regarding whether any of the Lannisters would recognize Arya in the present reminded me of how excited I am for a potential meeting between Tyrion and Arya. I have no proof whatsoever that this meeting will even occur but I don't think it's entirely outside of the realm of possibility. I'd love to hear what you think their initial interaction would be like and how they would perceive each other. Love all of your ASOIAF takes!

Funny story, the initial poll was going to be about Tyrion specifically so you have the right timing !

I think they are going to interact at some point. They are main characters who will probably be in the battle for the dawn together.

I have three theories, two of them depends on where Arya is going to go after the faceless men and one really depends on the timing.

The first one is if Arya decides to go back to Westeros and is in the Riverlands already when Dany arrives. In that case, they'll meet when Dany gets here and if we assumes Arya, with the help of the brotherhood gets either Riverrun or Harrenhal, they would be in a position to be allies in the war which would mean negociations and political talks and it would means Arya took her identity back and is Arya Stark, Lady of Winterfell.

Tyrion can reacts in several ways, either she reminds him of Jon (and the fact that she looks like him would probably help) and I think he could like her as a person or she reminds him of her mother and that's not going to go great, he might also be bitter because he was framed for Joffrey's murder and Sansa was in the middle of that.

Arya is more complicated. Would she hate him for being a Lannister ? i don't know because he has been running from them and he is accused of killing Joffrey which might help her be a little more nice to him. There is also the Jon of it all, if Tyrion mentions he is Jon's friend, he might get her immediate trust, just for that.

The second theory is if Dany get to Braavos before she leave the faceless men, and then the question is less; how would they get along and more,would he recognize her ?

And the answer is no, if she is not using her own face. if she is; I don't know.

We have several factors to take into account: He is friend with Jon and could see the ressemblance between them and he stayed in Winterfell for months. But would that be enough to recognize her ? I don't know.

If it is, then he is the probably the person who will tell Dany who Arya is (him and Barristan are the only one who somewhat would know her face) which might not endear her to him, considering he would be a snitch if he did.

And if she saw him, would her initial reaction be anger for being a Lannister ? for marrying Sansa ? he is never made the list, she has no personal grudge against him.

The third theory is if Arya makes the choice to go east to meet Dany instead of Westeros. If she is going as Arya Stark, then it's the same questions as theory 1) how would they get along and if she goes undercover, it's theory 2), would he recognize her ?

Thanks for the asks and sorry for the rant, It turns out, I have a lot to say about Tyrion and Arya.

[narryffdreaming]

Hii! Thank you for taking the time to answer the ask I sent you the other day about the whole posting about him situation. And also sorry for bothering you with all my thoughts about it, I mean I feel like that post really shook me and I just wanted to tell someone about it. And probably I'm going to bother you again because I'm about to send you another long ask 😇

I reread the ask I sent you and I felt like subconsciously I was trying to find someone to tell me "it's okay, you're good. You are reading too much into it." and although I thought maybe that that was the answer I needed, when I read your response I realized that I may felt like I needed a pep talk but it wouldn't be enough because deep down that unsettling thought would still existed. And don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to say that I'm some sort of Dalai Lama person who always perceive criticism as a gift lol I mean when I first read your answer my instinct was to feel defensive because his boundaries are important to me but then the second I reread it I was like "wait, why are you feeling like you have to defend yourself about this when you have the exact same conversation in your head when you reblog a photo of him in italy for example?"

I think sometimes because we all feel connected to him and this parasocial relationship starts to get stronger as we engage with the content we can get it's easier for us to be more flexible about some boundaries. Sometimes you think "it's not that bad to post a photo of him at the street because I like his outfit or whatever because I know me. I know that my motives are good, that I do see him as a person" but although that might be true in many cases it's also a thought you are able to have because he is a public figure (most of us we wouldn't even consider doing something like that to a person we don't know and just saw at the street) but that doesn't make it entirely okay. I mean yeah there are way more invasive behaviors than posting a pap pic of him and maybe someone would say "you're way too dramatic, relax" but that doesn't make it okay and deep down I know it and I won't be able to ignore it for much longer. Damn Dani, I was having fun and now something shifted entirely 💀

ajfujabfjahdja pls you're not bothering me at all and also im sorry for ruining all the fun!!! hshdbhagd no but i promise things are still fun okay? idk im not bored at least 🤡

but yeah i understand getting defensive and i feel like our first instinct is always going to be to protect/defend ourselves. i truly dont doubt your motives are good and i dont think people's actions come from a meaningful place. like, i do understand it comes from a place of love, and i also agree that engaging with content makes the parasocial relationship get stronger. the longer we spend online and the longer we interact with the same bubble that gets excited when anything comes out or thats constantly hoping and waiting for something new, the easier it is to believe that things are okay and actions are harmless. and idk, that's normal, yknow? of course his fans care about him and he and his boundaries are important to his fans. when i say "people are being disrespectful," i don't think it's intentional, and i do expect the response to be "no im not". bc if you thought you were, you wouldn't do it, right?

but that's exactly the point, i think. this idea of respect and love ends up dissociated from the real harry, if that makes sense (?) there's love and respect for this harry that we create in our minds and the things we imagine about him when he walks down the street or greets someone or goes to a concert or is riding a bike or whatever. we feed our imagination and fill the voids, and we end up so caught up in that, that we kind of forget there's actually a human being behind that. a human being who is saying no to pictures and doesn't like paps and looks always annoyed and grumpy when there's a camera pointing at him. and we love him, so of course realizing that brings a weird feeling to us or maybe can make us feel guilty or embarrassed or idk, so many things. but again, i don't mean to hurt anyone's feelings. i think it's okay that it happened in the past, and i think it's okay to realize that maybe you regret posting this or that. we're all humans. god knows at some point ive read countless real famous harry fanfics because i WANTED and NEEDED to feed my fantasy somehow. and god knows i even wrote some myself (even tho nowadays i deeply refuse to read/write any).

so yeah... im sorry it got so long again. i do love discussing things 💀 but thanks for talking to me and pls DONT BE TOO HARD ON YOURSELF! <3

[navree]

heyyy we miss reading your conquerors answers just waned to ask do you think that goegroe original plan for rhaenys was always to kill her young we know he has alot of old ideas he changed like rhaenys actually had 2 daughters with aegon one married to maegor other no one knows what haplend to her anyway so my question is what if rhaenys didn't die from first place what is your plot ideas for her death and even her and aegon relationship ??

Thanks so much! I'm always down to talk about my fave kids, they mean so much to me.

I don't think George ever changed any plans when it came to the Conquest stuff, because these aren't really characters. It's backstory that he had for Dany, and that he's fleshing out more while stalling on Winds even though we're literally dying here George. It's possible that, at one point, he might have had some different ideas for the Targaryen ancestry, but I'm not in his head so I don't know what those were. I'm also not that well versed in the timeline on all the changes George made to the backstory, I'm just the poor fool who picked up F&B when it came out in 2018 and became hopelessly attached to long dead people and their giant nuclear lizards, so if he changed the backstory publicly at some point, it was probably well before my time (considering that he's been writing ASOIAF since well before I was even born).

I don't want to get too deep into hypothesizing on what a plot for a world where Rhaenys didn't die would look like, since that would drastically change the course of history not just for House Targaryen but for the entirety of Westeros (without Aegon turning to Visenya for another child after Rhaenys died, there wouldn't be any Maegor, and thus no Jaehaerys, and so on and so forth). But I think it probably would have been a lot like what we saw before they went to war with Dorne. It seems likely they would have had another kid, just to make sure the succession was secure, and with Rhaenys still at the table we would have seen much more of her hand in social issues, considering that this was her bread and butter during her time as a monarch. I think she probably would have spearheaded initiatives that we would eventually see in her granddaughter Alysanne, like abolishing First Night and trying to make laws that were more fair to the actual people. The family unit probably would have been a lot more cohesive because, without that center ripped away from them, Aegon and Visenya's relationship probably wouldn't have spiraled as badly as it did. In general, I think things would have been much of the same for the realm, but the family probably would have been happier.

[transxfiles]

top 10 scooby doo media tell me all about it

This was so hard but uhhhh

(btw these are not rated objectively they're rated by how much i like them so keep that in mind sometimes i do have bad/questionable taste)

1. Scooby-Doo! and the Witch's Ghost

this is hands down my favorite scooby-doo movie of all time it's so wonderful... the animators writers hell even the voice actors were clearly riding the high from zombie island this movie has all the charm and mystery of zombie island but a bit more lighthearted and now velma-centric which is all i need in a piece of scooby-doo media. 100% perfect comfort movie also shoutout to the writers for coming up with the hex girls for this film that's right this film is where the hex girls originated its all coming together best lesbian movie of all time for sure.

2. A Scooby-Doo Valentine (What's New, Scooby-Doo?)

without a doubt the best episode of the best scooby doo tv show what's new scooby doo is so good on its own but the valentine's day special goes HARD. epic chase scene dopplegangers trope AND velma and daphne are living together while fred and shaggy are roommates? fun concept fun execution surprisingly lgbt if yknow what i mean and it's also just a lgiht and fluffy + creepy valentine's day ep that holds a special place in my heart <3 PLUS daphne meta humor :D

3. Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island

objectively one of the best scooby doo films (AND animated films) of all time. fucked me up as a child. was one of the most expensive direct-to-video vhs tapes the year it was released. the animation and writing went SO HARD the daphne arc is epic the mystery gang's dynamic is all i want and more the french lady is evil AND there's like 4 different mysteries stacked on top of each other and NONE of them ever get solved fuck yeah FUCK YEAH!! + the soundtrack by skycycle fucks SO HARD i listen to "it's terror time again" once a week i know all the words and did i mention "the ghost is here"??? ph my god oh my god

4. What a Night for a Knight! (Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?)

the first scooby doo episode EVER to air on tv and you watch it and you know why it was an immediate hit the opening lines are literally hilarious like [scooby and shaggy are walking down an abandoned road at night] [they notice a car on the side of the road with a suit of armor in the driver's seat] and shaggy's first reaction is to say "well it looks like he was out for a KNIGHT!!" and scooby and shaggy loose their shit laughing except the animation budget was like 1 cent exactly so its really choppy and SO GOOD also shoutout to the o.g. mystery machine for being the MOST DISORGANIZED VEHICLE i've ever seen in my LIFE i love it i love it so much

5. The Scooby-Doo Project

scooby doo went ape making a blair witch spoof and it's highly implied that all the weird events are caused by scrappy just fucking with them all what can i say it's a masterpiece. the animation is so so cheap but so so fun and the idea of the gang doing a bunch of dumbass stuff bc they're teenagers and having shaggy video it on a camcorder bc they're teenagers is beautiful immaculate showstopping and incredibly in-character shoutout to cartoon network for understanding the assignment for once.

6. Scooby-Doo and the Alien Invaders

shaggy gets an ALIEN GF and like aliens are real but they're KIND and they just want to GET TO KNOW US A LIL BETTER and the animation is so pretty and i love the setting but points off for having the scientists be evil that never sat right with me as a child and also POINTS OFF FOR TAKING SHAGGYS ALIEN GF AWAY WHAT WERE YOU THINKING YOU SICK FU- [i am dragged away from the hanna-barbera department of warner brothers two ppl in 'security' uniforms]

7. Scooby-Doo! Abracadabra-Doo

so so fun you can tell this was made moments before warner brothers decided to kill the entire scooby-doo wing's animation budget the story's cute the art is pretty (it's not AMAZING mind you but it's sweet and fun to look at and the chase scenes are well animated) scooby isn't over-anthropomorphized i LOVE velma's sister she's so much fun, the magic school setting is epic the mystery is superb the GRYPHON as the villain is fantastic i would watch this movie on repeat as a kid and tbh i still do 10/10 perfect for a rainy day :)

8. Scooby-Doo (2002)

i know this is a somewhat controversial opinion in the scoobysphere but this movie fucks hard. its super fun to watch the characters are just over the top enough without it being completely weird i can tell the actors did their homework, sarah michelle geller as daphne is impeccable casting and matthew lillard was so good at shaggy in this film that he's still doing shaggy's voice on-and-off for scooby doo media. i love the way the movie looks, the plot and setting are super fun, and scrappy as the villain healed so many wounds left in my soul by the scooby doo and scrappy doo show.

9. Mystery 101 (Be Cool, Scooby-Doo!)

okay so i was reluctant going into be cool scooby doo but it's hilarious the daphne characterization is on point (they make her weird she's a weirdo you see these puppets she never takes them off her hands) and OF COURSE velma would have the dewey decimal system memorized. be cool scooby doo isn't my favorite of the incarnations of the mystery gang but this episode is so funny and definitely worth a rewatch every now and then!!

10. The Caped Crusader Caper (The New Scooby-Doo Movies)

this episode is literally so so dumb (affectionate) but it's hilarious and very fun i love watching batman and robin run around with the mystery gang i truly cannot say if this piece of scooby media was actually good or if i just loved it bc it was like one of the 3 scooby doo dvds i actually owned (the dvd itself was the brave and the bold crossover collection with 3ish eps on it) but it still holds a special place in my heart :D

so yeah that's about it!! a lot of these replies are very biased and i'm sure my opinions will change soon but this is it for now. also side note but there definitely would be at least 1 A Pup Named Scooby-Doo episode on here but it's been so long since i've rewatched that series that i can't remember exact episodes. the one where shaggy's bike gets stolen / the counterfeit money one is really good!! 10/10 understood the assignment.

[whateverthedragonswant]

Hi! I was wondering if you saw Kit’s recent Q&A session about Jon Snow? He made some really interesting comments that I appreciate him finally starting to feel safe about coming out in support of Jon’s actions and mindset. One of things I found interesting, that I think you have touched on well, is Jon’s relationships with women. In a nut shell that he’s drawn to abusive relationship dynamics because of his childhood with Catlyn. Would love to hear your thoughts and analysis.

Hey, Anon! =) Actually, I had no idea until you just told me. I feel horrible that I had no idea a convention was happening. That is definitely one I might try out in the future! So thank you for letting me know about it.

The questions were great and Kit's answers were very well thought out, and really gave us a glimpse into how he works as an actor and how he approaches his career and life as well. So I completely agree with you! It was nice to see him starting to finally feel comfortable enough to be honest with his answers about the show, no matter what people might say. As soon as he said he felt it was right when he saw that Jon was going to kill Dany, I literally clapped and went "Say it a little louder for the Dany/Jonerys stans in the back! Someone was paying attention in class!" And it gave me even more respect for him, not only for being able to say that in that room (and the ensuing boos in the mix of reactions was ridiculous but predictable) but also because he gets it. Like he said, Dany gave Jon no other choice realistically; he had to do it. I also appreciated what he said about Jon, Arya, and the NK. I felt he was very respectful to the show but still shared his opinion, while making sure to state that this was his own personal feeling on it. A lot of good stuff.

Before I get to the Catelyn topic, I will mention that the one answer I sort of didn't agree with was his answer about Jon loving Dany. And that's not because it wasn't what I wanted to hear but because that's not the story the show is telling up until Dany's death in 8x06. That wasn't in the final product that made it to air. Tbf to Kit, perhaps he knows something we don't whether that be through conversations with D&D, GRRM, or what the scripts originally stated in a certain draft. Jon fiercely loving Dany or however he phrased it does not match up to what we were shown on screen. But I do believe when the final season aired, Kit hadn't seen it yet. So it's possible, in post production, several changes happened (like certain scenes getting cut, certain takes used instead, etc.) that neither he, Emilia, nor any of the cast members had seen. But I'm pretty sure he implied he has seen it by now so I'm not quite sure, based on his own reasoning, how he still feels Jon loved Dany. But then again, and also tbf to him again, he did not say how Jon loved Dany and he did not directly answer the relation/incest portion of the question. It's obvious in the show that Jon cared for Dany as family and he may have had some feelings for Dany herself, but the show purposely makes sure to focus on the physical with them, never the emotional. So for me, when he talks about how Jon never got time to focus on finding out who he is, this again lines up better to the show/story we got than the one D&D/the cast/HBO/promo was trying to sell us at the time.

Now this leads into the Catelyn comment he made. I found that particular viewpoint interesting but I didn't lend it a lot of weight if that makes sense? Because he kind of mentions it off the cuff in relation to him thinking about it the night prior which makes complete sense that he would be thinking "what if I get asked about Dany? What do I say?" and that leading to that whole thought track. But while I found this amusing as a mention, I not only didn't take it seriously but I also tend to disagree with that take. Yes, Catelyn's treatment of Jon as a child was horrible, and like with any type of trauma, this can be impactful on a person in ways that they don't always know. But for him to seek it out subconsciously or even purposefully? No, I disagree.

Speaking purely from the show perspective, Ygritte challenges him and she can be dominating like Kit says, but she doesn't mistreat him the way Catelyn does. Even when she gets angry at his betrayal and shoots him full of arrows, she doesn't mistreat him. If anything, she proves to be his ally in many ways and even accepts him for who he is (not only as a crow but also knowing that he's not really a turncoat). She wants him for him because she loves him, and every one of her actions speaks to that fact. So that blows the Catelyn thing out of the water for Ygritte.

As for Dany, no matter what Kit's personal opinion might be on the Jon's love for her aspect, she was no good for Jon. And the show made sure to tell that to the viewers in each episode and even Kit himself said "She turns a corner and doesn't really leave any room for him to continue being with her". We all knew that had Dany survived, Jon was going to become her latest barbecue grill project. Dany was abusive to him, she abused the authority she had over him, and she definitely abused the power dynamics between them. And on top of that, she didn't want Jon to be who he was, not just his Targaryen heritage but also being King in the North, a Stark but not in name, all of it. She wouldn't accept him for who he was and wanted him to stay a bastard, same as Catelyn when he was a boy, and stay subservient to her. So for Jon to go from Point A (Catelyn) to Point B (Ygritte) back to Point A again (Dany), speaking strictly from character development's sake, this doesn't jive. Why would Jon go back to that and want to be subject to that type of cruelty (and this time way worse imho) after he broke away from it and not only did he start to get to know himself as a person and what he stood for, but also after he had a different type of relationship altogether? Story wise this doesn't make sense, and that's even before we look at the story the show actually ended up telling. (and this is why Sansa as a potential romantic interest for Jon would have made so much sense imho, she's set up as Catelyn 2.0 in framing but she's not actually Catelyn and she echoes more closely to Ygritte than Dany ever did like some Jonerys stans try to claim; she accepted Jon for who he was & wanted him for him - she should have been Point C imho)

I'm not saying Jon wasn't traumatized by Catelyn's treatment; I believe he was. But in telling this linear narrative that the show did, and comparing it to other characters and how they were developed, it wouldn't make sense for Jon to go back to this type of woman/treatment as Kit's comment infers. So that's why I don't give any weight to it: it doesn't make sense speaking from character development, it doesn't jive with the story we saw, and the way Kit said it was more conversational than it was a full-on answer.

I hope I was able to answer your question thoroughly, Anon! Again, thank you for telling me about the con. =) I still have to check out Kit's general panel. I hope you have a wonderful rest of your evening!!! <3

[magalidragon]

warm me up | a Jonerys drabble

Lol I said I would do a drabble after seeing the adorable GIF yesterday of Emilia jumping on set to stay warm. So here it is! Enjoy!

It was so bloody freezing, Dany was sure her feet had turned to blocks of ice in the night. She tried to huddle under the furs, finding no source of warmth to assist her, and despite her normally warm base temperature, she was unable to get comfortable. The bed was also empty, which she also did not like. She was often the one left behind but usually he made enough noise as he got up to go do training in the yard or see to other matters he liked to get a head start on, that he would wake her up, or he'd stir her enough with a kiss to her head and whisper his love before departing.

This time she must have been so exhausted from the welcome feast the night before that she had slept straight through any attempt of his to notify her of his absence. No matter, she thought, climbing out of the bed, and whimpering when her feet hit the stone floor. The thin rugs and carpets that coated the bedchamber were not enough and even if there were hot springs beneath Winterfell piping water through the stone, she did not feel it.

"Lies," she muttered, shuffling to a trunk and throwing it open. She lifted her head, silver braids falling in her vision, and saw glowing red eyes peering at her through the fringe. "Hello Ghost, good morning."

Ghost said nothing, but padded to her, nosing her thigh. His warmth permeated the furs and she wondered where he'd been that he hadn't been in bed with her. "On patrol?" she asked and he flared his nostrils and lowered his head, an answer of 'yes.' "Well thank you for your service, but I am bloody cold. Where is your other half?"

He went to the door and sat. She threw off the furs, yelped at the cold shock of air and stared at the fire, which had been stoked and was blazing, but not enough for her tastes. The sound alerted Missandei, who poked her head in from the adjacent room. "Your Grace?" she asked. "Are you well?"

"Fine, just cold. Go back to sleep Missandei, I can dress fine this morning."

Missandei entered, ignoring her, and shivered, rubbing her upper arms. "It is abnormally cold, Yoru Grace, but I heard one of the Northmen saying this is a warm winter."

The winters and summers were not as long as they had once been, since the defeat of the Night King, but came and went for only a couple years at a time. She scoffed. "It feels colder than that first one."

"My sentiments as well, Your Grace. Can I help you?" Missandei hurried to help her dress, even if she didn't need the help. She had on woolen leggings, a thick wool underdress, an overcoat lined with dove gray fur, and wrapped a scarf around her neck. Her boots were fur lined and she had on thick socks. Socks she'd knitted herself, proudly she might add, and then her favorite lined gloves that her husband had gifted her for a nameday present. They had embroidery of dragons on them and she treasured them.

They exited the chamber, Ghost with them, and went to the Great Hall, where she found she was not hungry despite the food layout before her, and with a curt nod to the Wardeness of the North-- they were not close by any means-- she swiped a piece of bread, smeared on some jam, and nibbled it, leaving to find her husband, since he was not in the Hall.

Nor was he in the yard, which was also rather strange. "Have you seen the King?" Missandei asked Grey Worm, who appeared silently beside them near the gate.

"He left on Rhaegal, Your Grace," Grey answered in Valyrian. He frowned, arms behind his back. "He did not request a guard."

"No doubt he's doin something he knows I will not like," she muttered, huffing away from them. She waved her hand. "I will just go up on Drogon."

"Your Grace," Grey began, but Dany paid him no mind. He knew better than to argue with her. If she was atop Drogon, she was safe. They did what they could, walking her to his nest atop a nearby hill, where Viserion was still sleeping. The gold and cream yawned, stretching out his wings, and peered blearily at her while Drogon got to his feet and lowered a wing.

She called to Viserion in Valyrian. "Where did your brother go?"

Viserion yawned, burping out some smoke and sulfur, stretching more and took off. Drogon screeched, beating his wings, lifting straight up, and she waved at the guards and Missandei below. Leaning over her son, she rested her cheek to his warm scales, savoring the feeling. She murmured, lightly stroking him as he took her higher into the frozen clouds, mist spraying her face when he turned into them, leading her to the mountains that circled Winterfell to the north. "You’re so warm, hmm...I wish we could bring you into the castle."

Drogon called out, flying lower, and she leaned to see that Rhaegal was circled up in a clearing of trees. He looked up and shrieked, excited, and tapped his feet on the snowy ground. She waited for Drogon to land beside his brother, cuffing him with his outstretched wing. They began to squabble, snapping at each other, Viserion joining to break it up. She left them alone, and trudged into the forest, following the footsteps that were the same size and shape of her husband's boots.

And when she broke through the path and saw a pile of furs and leather, a set of boots propped to the tree, and Longclaw there, she momentarily panicked, eyes widening, spinning around. "Jon? Jon!"

There was a large black pond, snow on the edges, mist rising from it as the water was warmer than the air around it. She spun to the pond, gaping. "No...no..." she mumbled, hands fisting at her sides. "Jon!"

In the center of the pond, he surfaced, tossing his wet hair back, and blinked a few times, scrubbing his face with his palms. He tread the water, looking over at her, and laughed. "Dany! What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't find you and I was freezing!" She began to bounce in place, to keep her blood moving, still warm from Drogon’s scales. She was horrified as he ducked under again, a quick white blur in the dark water, the barest peek at a bare arse and his feet kicking up as he disappeared. She was horrified. "You are mad! Get out of there before you freeze to death!”

He emerged closer to the shore; this time she could see that he was indeed bare as his name day. "It's not that cold, it's actually quite refreshing." He pushed his hair back again, knotting a band that was on his wrist around it, tying it back. He grinned again, his gray eyes twinkling, water crystalline on his face, dropping from his beard into the water. He beckoned her. "Come on in. I’m serious, it’s not that cold."

"What the fuck?" she shrieked. He had lost all sanity. She kept jumping, shaking out her hands, her curls bouncing on her shoulders. "It's so cold! I was frozen in bed this morning without you and here you are swimming in the middle of bloody winter! You have truly lost your mind Jon Snow!"

He laughed, his smile taking up his face, crinkling his eyes. A sight so rare, only a small number had ever borne witness to it. He shrugged. "What can I say? I'm a child of the North. This is good for your heart."

"Because you're killing it trying to stay warm!"

"Come on in."

"No bloody way!"

"It's really not that bad, honest." He splashed some water up on his cheeks. "The Northern ladies claim it is good for their skin. They heat it and then put snow on their faces. Says it makes it as soft as a baby's arse."

"My skin is fine."

"Oh I know and so is your arse."

Her mouth dropped and she laughed, shocked and amused. "Jon Snow! What has happened to you?" He was so jovial, she forgot sometimes how dour he could get when he was away from the North for so long. It rejuvenated him. She noted they would need to come back more often if he was this happy to be back. Even though he could only handle it for so long before his cousin and the rest of theNortherners wore on him, then he was one of the first people packing up to go back to King's Landing.

He swam closer and she dropped her gaze to peek at him through the clear water, licking her lips at what she saw. He flicked his fingers at her and this time she got some of the water on her face, sputtering. She patted it and then froze, frowning. "Huh?"

Still smiling, Jon shifted in the water, beckoning her. "I told you, it's fine."

"But..." She knelt and even with her thick clothing, she felt snow seep into her leggings, and reached for the water. Plucking off a glove, her fingers cramped momentarily in the cold, and when she hit the water, felt absolute pleasure, heat radiating up and into her skin. She slammed her eyes closed and moaned softly. "Oh gods."

Within seconds, she had stripped and with a squeal, leaped into the hot spring, allowing it to penetrate her senses, sinking down to the bottom for a moment, weightless, and with an exhale of air through her nostrils, shot back to the surface, emerging beside him, laughing like a loon. "Oh my gods! That's so good! Fuck, it's cold." She tried to go back under again, but he stopped her, pulling her close.

Their bodies slicked together and his feet churned water, kicking them to the center, away from the snowy embankment. She felt warmer now, her face flushed, the steam rising up to encircle them. "I came here as a kid sometimes," he said, by way of explanation. He grinned. "Winterfell has hot springs, not as good as Dragonstone's, and there's a small one in the godswood, but this was my favorite."

"And you never told me about it."

"Honestly, it wasn't at the top of my mind but this winter is pretty cold and I was flying on Rhaegal this morning to stretch his wings and caught sight of it. Thought I'd see if it was still the same as when I was a kid." He shrugged, rubbing his lips briefly over hers, whispering. "I was goin to come wake you."

She purred. "You should have done that anyway."

"My apologies, Your Grace."

It was nice, she thought, eyes fluttering shut, flush against him. She sighed. "Hmm....finally warm."

"And no one can find us."

They shared a sweet kiss, spinning in circles, with him swimming her around for a few minutes, giggling as he tried to tickle her under the water. They splashed like children, and she pressed her face into his neck, eyes shut, allowing him to carry her around, and finally, bloody finally, felt warm. "We can stay a thousand years," she whispered, nipping on his earlobe.

He kissed the shell of her ear, brushing her hair from her face. "We'd be...very wrinkled."

She giggled and kissed him, murmuring into his mouth, body sliding suggestively against his. “I’m cold, so keep your queen warm.”

He growled, lifting his hips to hers, proving that indeed the water was not cold at all. “With pleasure.”

[pixie88]

(I just threw this last one in for the fun of it, lol)

We know that Alana feels absolutely comfortable in front of Dean, but has there been any situation she has ever felt embarrassed or uncomfortable in? We have seen Dean's jealousy when it comes to her, the mind's a bit dusty, but have we seen Dean attracted to someone and Alana feeling that spark of jealousy or envy? Any unexpected finds when entering his door in a moment of friendship emergency?

 The Case of the Ex

Chapter 7 - The Neighbour.

A/N | Thanks for the ask lovely @secretaryunpaid I hope this meets your expectations!

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Summary | Dean has a decision to make.

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Word count | 1.9k

Warnings | 18 + Only!

Pairings | Dean x Alana (eventually).

Songs | The Cranberries - Zombies & Bill Medley & Jennifer Warnes -The time of my life.

Enjoy!

The light breaks through the crack in the curtains, making her stir. She felt something heavy draped over her side looking down, she saw his arm wrapped around her. She turned towards him, watching him sleep, she stroked his face.

Hating the fact Maria had fucked with his head. Maybe they should pack up and head home. Take him away from all of this, let Danie marry the guy that proposed to her.

His eyes flutter, she closes hers pretending to be asleep. She feels his arm unwrap from her which she was missing already and hears him groan, he reaches for his phone "argh, four fifty one!" she pretends to stir looking over to him, he's awake "morning!" she says as she stretches.

"Morning!" he yawns.

"How you feeling today?" she sits up looking at him, hoping the sleep has cleared his head, "I'm not talking to Danie, we are over, and I am over her. We are done, Maria needs to accept that!" She nods and an idea pops into her head "what if we showed her, you are over her?" He quirks his brows at her. "We could wake her up, pretending to have sex?! Her room is right next door! We could jump on the bed and make sex noises!"

He laughs not thinking she's serious, "you can't be serious?" he pinches his brow together "Yeah! Why not? It would be hilarious!" he shook his head, chuckling at the ridiculous idea "you know what? Let's do it!" he raises his voice "Oh god! Alana!" She tries not to laugh as he starts to bounce on the bed "Oh....!!" She calls out playing along.

He pulls her up to stand, "fuck, baby! You keep doing that and I'm going to explore!" He fakes groans. She starts to jump with him, "oh! Harder...oh! Yes!" She holds back a laugh as they bounce.

Twenty seven minutes later...

They are still pretending, when there is a knock on the door. They stop and look at each other, panting from bouncing Alana tells him that she'll get it. Pulling the sheet round herself playing her role, she answers the door to a staff member stood there, "Hi, miss! I'm sorry, but we've had a few noise complaints. I just come to ask if you could keep it down!"

Alana watches the man blush as he asks, "yeah, I'm so sorry! My boyfriend is an animal, but we'll keep it down!" She grins. "Is something wrong?" Looking behind the staff, she spots Danie, "Nope! Not anymore as I said we'll keep it down...you know how it is when you're in the moment!" She giggles at the staff member.

"Babe! What's taking so long? Come back to bed already?!" she heard Dean call out and the staff member makes his leave. Alana is about to close the door when Danie stops her "Alana, wait could I talk to Dean?" Alana looks back into the room "he's indisposed at the moment! Maybe later?"

"I need to talk to him now, sorry!" Danie pleads, Alana knows where this is leading, but decides maybe hearing it from him might be for the best, "Dean! Danie is here, and she wants to talk to you!" she calls to him still holding the sheet around herself. "Err...ok, two seconds!" she hears him shuffle around before he appears at the door in just his boxers with his hair a little messy. Alana moves out of the way and back into the room "don't keep me waiting!" she teases, knowing Danie will hear.

She knew this was fake, but as she left them to talk, she felt a ping of jealousy in the pit of her stomach. She didn't want him to get back with her. He deserved so much better, he deserved someone who loved him, all of him...like she does? She questioned herself.

He hides himself behind the door "you ok?" he asks her, "I wanted to talk to you, maybe we could go somewhere private?" he looks down at himself "yeah, I'm not really dressed for that, and I'm kinda busy. Can we not talk here?" She looks disappointed "I-I don't think I can go through with it Dean! I-I t-think I-I'm still in love with you!" Her voice is a whisper, not wanting Alana to hear, but she heard as she hides in the bathroom.

Her heart sank. But why? He is her neighbour, the neighbour that hooks up all the time, the neighbour who raids her fridge when he's not got anything in his! He's just her neighbour! She told herself.

Dean sighs, "you know what if you had told me that eighteen months ago? I would have been over the moon, but now? Sorry, I just don't have those feelings for you anymore! I love Alana, it's her I see a future with. If you don't want to marry Glen, that's on you! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm busy!" He shuts the door thinking over his words "I love Alana, it's her I see a future with?" Was that pretend? Just for Danie's sake? He shook his head and Alana comes out of her hiding place.

"I'm proud of you!" She smiles, she can see that was hard for him, but also something he needed to do. "What would you say if we skip the wedding and find a bar!?" he gives her a soft smile.

"Are you sure?" she questions him, "yeah! You in?!" the truth was he has put Danie behind him, and he wanted to move forward with his life.

8 hours later...

"Come on, Dean!" she pouts, he's not sure if it's the drink or the pout, but he gets up from his seat takes her hand and pulls her onto the dance floor. He spins her round and back to him "I didn't think you would dance to this!" she laughs as they sway to the music "Swayze always gets a pass!" he winks at her.

Now with passion in our eyes,

There's no way we could disguise it secretly,

So we take each other's hand,

Cause we seem to understand the urgency!

He spins her out again and back to him, her body slams into his "Ooof!" the wind is knocked out of her. She laughs, "If you keep spinning me like that you're going to crack a rib!" he chuckles "I think you air bags are big enough to stop you from injuring yourself!" he looks down at her chest and quirks a brow before a smirk appears on his face.

She notices him "are you checking out my boobs?" his eyes flicker up to hers, he blushes "err.. well, we were talking about them and my eyes couldn't help but look.. you know!"

"Well, my face is up here!" she teases him, he looks up at her face, "Alana, thank you!"

Cause I had the time of my life,

And I've searched through every open door,

Till I found the truth,

And I owe it all to you!

"Thank you? For what?" she tilts her head, looking at him, he pushes her back and steps forward making her step back. He spins her until her back is against his chest, and they sway to the song, she felt his breath on the back of her neck sending goosebumps over her body. Her heart skipped a beat, she could feel Deans hammering against her back, "for coming with me and just being the best friend a guy could ask for!" he whispered against the shell of his ear.

She turned in his arms "That's what friends for!" she smiles at him realizing his face is a little closer than it was earlier, her eyes look between his, she can't help, but blush. She felt shy under his glare, he looks down to her lips and slowly leans in, the song changes to Zombies by The Cranberries. Alana steps back "I love this song!" she brightly smiles as she starts to dance a little away from him.

In your head, in your head?

Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie,

What's in your head, in your head?

Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh!

She tries to break the awkwardness between them, she shouldn't have felt like that, not for Dean and not when she was in the early stages of dating Brad. He laughs at her, but in the back of his mind, he couldn't help wondering if she felt it too. He dances with her, trying to forget what just happened.

Later...

They stumble back to the hotel, giggling.

As they get just outside their room, they hear her, "she went through with it! I hope you're happy with yourself!" they turn towards the voice. Maria is fuming "Maria, hi!" Alana smugly grins, "shut it you British slut!" she hisses. Dean clenches his jaw as he steps between Maria and Alana, "hey!! Don't you dare talk to her like that!" he hisses at her.

"She's the reason you didn't stop the wedding!" she almost screams, "No, your daughter is the reason! I've moved on! I'm happy! She broke my heart and stomped all over it and I’m just supposed to be grateful she wants to take ME back?!" he groans.

"Sorry, Maria but if she isn't happy she shouldn't have married him! It's not Dean's fault!" He looks to Alana and grins "she's right! Alana is the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with and Danie was the one that walked out on me and now that I'm in love, you want me to spoil that because she has realized she made a mistake? Sorry, but that's not my problem!"

Dean swipes his card opening their door, "night, Maria!" he pulls Alana into their room. "Wow! Talk about bitter!" Alana giggles as she collapses on the bed, she doesn't remember much after that.

Dean wasn't even sure if his words were fake anymore.

The next morning...

His nostrils fill with the smell of her perfume, he begins to stir, making her shuffle closer to him. He realizes he's spooning her and her butt is against his crouch. She wiggles a little in her sleep, this makes him begin to grow hard, Dean! Do not get a boner! He thought, he moves away from Alana as he does, she groans missing his presence.

He laid back against his pillow, turning his head towards a sleeping Alana. He's starting to realize that maybe his feeling towards her are more than just friendship. There was no way she felt the same? Fuck! He gently stroked her cheek before ran his hand down his own face.

She starts to stir and turns towards him as her eyes flutter open she notices him staring at her "Morning!" she smiles softly at him, "morning beautiful!" he says before he can stop himself, "how long have you been awake?" she says as she tries not to blush. "Only a couple of minutes!" he smiled at her, "did you mean what you said last night?" she looks into his eyes, he looks away and thinks about what he said, "you said she broke your heart? But are you over her?"

He thinks back "yeah! I guess!" Alana leans over to grab her phone "I'm glad you are! It's nice to get closure!" she smiles at her phone "Aww, Brad messaged me!" he goes cold realizing why he recognized Austin! Brad is a catfish! Brad is Austin, Austin is married with a kid!

Now how will he tell Alana?!

Chapter 8

@secretaryunpaid @aussieez @gloriousalmondvoiddreamer @palmaviolet @rookiemartin @peonierose @reallyloudstudent @deandreamernp @leigh70 @pixie-b

[haikyuu-baes]

I always get excited when i see new haikyuu blogs!!! good luck with the blog! could i request an scanerio/fic with single dad kuroo falling for babysitting y/n? thank you!!!!!

Pairing: dad!kuroo x reader

Genre: fluff; the slightest bit of angst towards the end

A/N: hi anon baby !!! i’m so so so sorry it took so long to write and you’ve been waiting so patiently thank you ;alsdfj i hope you enjoy this fic (it’s my very first one so exciting !) thank you thank you for requesting !! xoxo, dani

“Hey, thanks for coming so last minute.” 

“Kuroo-san, it’s my job. You don’t need to apologize.” 

‘Yeah, but you might have had plans today-” 

“(Y/N)-SAN!!!” 

Kuroo was interrupted by his daughter running towards the door. He warned her to slow down before she trips but couldn’t help but smile when he saw how excited she was to see you. You got a call from Kuroo this morning asking if you could come babysit his daughter, Hana, as he was called into the office on short notice. You didn’t mind; you’ve been babysitting Hana for nearly two years. 

“Couldn’t be more exciting than anything we’ll be doing today. Isn’t that right, buggy?” 

“Yeah!” Hana agreed, jumping into your open arms. “(Y/n)-san, (Y/n)-san, can we go to the park today?” 

“We’ll see.” 

“Sweetie, go finish your breakfast.” Kuroo said. 

“Okay. (Y/n)-san, come eat with me!” 

“I’ll be there in a second.” you said, turning back to Kuroo. 

“I made breakfast for you too.” He said, suddenly. 

“What? Kuroo-san, you didn’t have to.” 

“I figured you didn’t eat yet.” He responded. “It was the least I could do for calling you last minute. Plus… She loves eating with you.” 

You blushed slightly, flustered at the fact that he made breakfast with your company in mind. After exchanging a few more words and wishing him a good day at work, you finally shut the door as his car pulled away from the driveway. Stop it, (Y/n), it was just so you can keep Hana company, you thought. Making your way to the kitchen, you saw Hana sitting at the table eating her food and that there indeed was a plate of food for you too. Hana brightened up when she saw you. 

“Your food is right here, (Y/n)-san! I helped Daddy make it.” 

“You did?” you smiled at the thought of Kuroo cooking breakfast with his daughter. 

“Yes! And Daddy also showed me how to make the coffee. He even bought your favorite milk!” 

“Milk?” 

“Yeah, the one you put in the coffee.” Hana got up from her seat to open the refrigerator and pointed to a small container of your favorite coffee creamer. You gasped, you probably only mentioned it once or twice in the time span that you knew him. 

“He remembered?” 

“Well, yeah.” Hana stated as if it was a matter of fact, going back to her seat. “Daddy always remembers everything about you. “

You stared at her wondering what that meant before shaking your head. Sitting down at the table, you listened to Hana tell you stories about making breakfast this morning and what she did with Kuroo the night before. Then the two of you decided on what to do for the day. Hana mentioned that Kuroo was going to take her to the park before getting called into work. As you talked, you couldn’t help but think about how great of a dad Kuroo was to Hana; always making sure she is happy. You could tell she was the number one person in his mind and heart.

Your work was surely easier thanks to him, too. He would make the cutest of lunches for her to take to school, always placing a little note with encouraging words, wishing her a good day and telling her how much he loved her. 

He would also have a whole schedule for you to follow so Hana could enjoy her day to the fullest between kindergarten and after school classes (such as English because Kuroo was so proud about her baby speaking another language), because he always mentioned how important it was for a child to enjoy their childhood. 

The thought made you smile and Hana looked at you curiously, a tiny smile on her lips.

After breakfast, you and Hana cleaned up while listening to music, laughing as Hana would sometimes pause to dance, her bright giggles filling the whole apartment as she provoked you to chase her. 

She was adorable and so beautiful. 

She looked a lot like Kuroo: long, pitch black hair bouncing around in pigtails, (that Kuroo had done, thank you very much), big golden eyes and delicate and elegant body, just like a little kitten. 

“Well now, are you ready to go to the park?” You asked, placing a piece of hair behind your ear as you tried to catch your breath after chasing her just like she wanted.

Hana jumped excitedly, not tired at all after running all around the house. “Yes, (Y/n)-san! Let’s go!” 

The two of you reached the park, Hana jumping for joy the entire time and talking your ear off. You didn’t mind. You couldn’t believe she was the same girl you met two years ago; when you first met Hana was painfully shy around you, hiding behind her father’s legs and barely talking to you during the whole day, until one day, after Kuroo left for work, you let out a soft sigh.

"That tie is horrible," you had said and were surprised when Hana giggled loudly from the couch where she was watching cartoons. 

"I told Daddy the same thing, but he said that's one of his favorite ties," she said, covering her mouth with her little hands. 

Needless to say, you both went to buy a new tie and get rid of that ugly one. 

Since then, Hana has shown you how talkative and funny she can be. And you couldn't help but grow to love that lovely girl…

… perhaps not only her…

"Ah, (Y/n)-san! Are you also tired? Your face is getting red!" Hana said and you tried to call down your heart pounding against your ribs. 

But now, she was laughing so carefree, dancing and then provoking you to chase her around the playground. And you gave in to her playful antics, running around playing some form of tag game, scooping her up in your arms every time you caught up to her, and relishing in her cheerful squeals and giggles when you twirled around and nuzzled your face into her neck. After a while of playing around, you sat down to take a short break. Opening the little bag of sliced fruits you brought for the trip, you and Hana shared a few slices before she went back to the playground. You watched her run around to her own little imagination for a few minutes before you heard your phone ringing. 

It was Kuroo. 

You didn’t know why you felt nervous to answer now. He’s called you multiple times before. But even though your heart was racing you were also excited to hear his voice so you answered the phone just as Hana was running back to you. . 

“Hi, Kuroo-san!” 

“Hey, (Y/n)-san. What are you two up to right now?” 

“We’re at the park. We’ve been here for a bit so we might head back home- I mean, to the house soon” 

“Oh, okay, fun! Is Hana there?” 

“Yes, she’s right here!” 

You quickly handed your phone to Hana and watched her walk off a couple feet while mentally slapping yourself. Why did you say that Y/n? This isn’t your home. And of course he’s going to want to talk to Hana, not you! You felt yourself becoming slightly pink in the face out of embarrassment and tried to calm down. Hana was running back to you. 

“(Y/n)-saaaaan! Daddy wants to speak with you!” 

You took the phone and heard Kuroo’s voice. “Hi, again.” 

He laughed and you were so distracted by the sound you nearly forgot to respond. “Hi.” 

“How are you doing?” 

“Well, we’re doing pretty good. Hana has so much energy but she’s having fun and doing great.” 

“That’s good to hear. But (Y/n)-san, I already talked with Hana. I want to know how you’re doing.” 

“O-oh. I’m doing… good.” You stuttered, a bit surprised that he was asking about you personally. “I’ve been running around all day but Hana looks so happy, it’s worth being out of breath for a bit.” 

“I don’t think I can tell you enough how grateful I am that you’re so good to Hana.” 

“Of course. I love seeing her happy.” 

“I’m serious. She’s extremely shy so she usually has a hard time opening up to people and making friends but the two of you became close so easily. She talks about you all the time and always looks forward to you coming over. She’s even started opening up a little more because of you. You’ve had such a positive impact on her; I really can’t thank you enough for that.” 

Your heart swelled hearing the kind words, somehow falling even more in love with the little family. You knew you were being a big help by babysitting Hana, but you never expected to have such a big impact on her life. Thinking about it now, she also had a huge impact on your life. She taught you how to be more carefree and brings a lot of joy and laughter into your life. And Kuroo… Seeing him and how he treats Hana inspired you to be more caring and understanding towards other people. You were so lost in thought you nearly forgot Kuroo was on the other line again. 

“I’m so glad to hear… She’s had a really big impact on me too.” You cleared your throat, trying not to become sentimental at the moment. “Um, how-how is work?” 

Kuroo sighed. “It’s alright… Work is work. I’d rather be at the park with you two. But I am coming home early today so I’ll be there soon.” 

“Oh, good! Okay, we’ll see you soon then.” 

You hung up and felt giddy. You couldn’t help feeling just a bit special that he was interested in how you were doing. He actually cared how you were doing outside of babysitting. Maybe you have noticed your conversations were longer, he looked you in the eyes longer than usual, he seemed to always stall when he was leaving for work and when you were leaving the house, how you noticed him staring at you interact with Hana out of the corner of your eye, the creamer, the food he leaves out for you, the frequent phone calls… maybe something was there… You were pulled out of your thoughts when Hana came bounding over. 

“(Y/n)-san!! I’m hungry now!” 

“You’re hungry?” You asked, watching Hana nod her head enthusiastically. “Perfect. Your dad is coming home now. How about we make him some lunch?” 

Hana eyes lit up. She loved cooking with you and could hardly contain her excitement as she practically skipped all the way back to the house and spewing out at all the different lunch ideas she had in mind. 

-- 

The front door creaked open and the two of you heard the jangling of keys and shuffle of shoes being taken off. It was perfect timing. The macaroni and cheese had just finished and you were just plating Hana’s bowl. 

“Hi, ladies.” Kuroo greeted with a soft smile. 

“Daddy!” Hana beamed and Kuroo walked over to her and planted a kiss on her temples. 

“What’s going on here?” 

“We made you lunch!” 

“Really?” Kuroo leaned down to look at Hana bowl as she explained what they created. “We went to the store and bought some ingredients, so none of this was from the box! And since you like spinach a lot we put some in also and it looks really pretty.” 

“That looks really good, Hana. And you made that?” 

“Yes! I stirred the macaroni but (Y/n)-san did most of it!” 

Kuroo chuckled before turning to you as you placed down his own bowl of macaroni. You could feel him looking at you just a bit longer and felt your face warm up ever so slightly. You actually weren’t sure if you should pack up and go or stay to eat lunch. You didn’t want to intrude no matter how much you loved them. 

You loved them. There was no other way to put it and you finally accepted it. You never wanted them to leave your life and if you could hold on to being with them just a bit longer every day then you were going to take it. 

“(Y/n)-san! Sit next to me!” Hana said, bouncing in her chair as she waited for you to plate your own bowl. 

“But what if I wanted (Y/n)-san to sit next to me?” Kuroo teased and you had to take a few seconds longer to get to the table to calm down the blush that spread across your face. 

“Well, I asked first! So she has to sit with me!” 

You sat down next to Hana and smiled at their playful banter before the three of you began eating. Kuroo listened as Hana told him about all the activities the two of you got up to this morning and how much fun making the macaroni was. Kuroo gave her all of his attention save for the little glances he gave you whenever Hana said something she was especially excited for, a soft smirk on his face each time and every time you felt like you could combust on the spot. Kuroo offered to do the dishes when you finished while you and Hana cleaned up the table. It felt very domestic and you could feel yourself becoming even more attached. 

“Alright. I guess I should be going now.” You said when the kitchen was clean.  

“No! Not yet.” Hana pleaded. “I don’t want you to leave yet!” 

“Hana, I know you love it when (Y/n)-san comes over but what if she has plans?” Kuroo asked, placing his hands on his hips and you could hardly stop yourself from staring at his arms in his rolled up dress shirt. 

“Well… Well, maybe she can come back after!” Hana asked, taking hold of your hand and hugging it to her neck in an effort to keep you from leaving. You were a little shocked. You knew Hana always became pouty whenever you left for the day but she’s never been this adamant about you staying. You could feel your heart break the more she tried to bargain with Kuroo. “Please, (Y/n)-san?” 

“I don’t-” 

“Hana…” Kuroo said in a quiet tone. 

“But Daddy! I don’t want (Y/n)-san to leave! She’s so nice to me and takes care of me and I love her. I want her to stay here with us because Mommy didn’t.” 

“Hana.” Kuroo said again. You were speechless. You didn’t know what to do. You never really knew about the mom but hearing Hana say what she said gave you an idea and you wanted to stay even more. You wanted to give her the love that her mother apparently never gave her. 

“I don’t think (Y/n)-san can or wants to stay here...” Kuroo’s quiet voice brought you back to reality. He was right. You were just a babysitter and nothing more. 

“But why not? You want her to stay with us too!” 

It was Kuroo’s turn to be speechless. But Hana continued. 

“You always talk about (Y/n)-san! And you always try to keep her home for a little longer. And you always say that she’s good at taking care of me and that she’d be a good mom and that you love her!” 

Kuroo was a bright shade of red at this point. He tried to quiet Hana down. “And you always say you’re going to ask (Y/n)-san out but you never do!” 

You could tell Kuroo was starting to feel embarrassed now. It was probably a lot for the little girl to unload her feelings of her mother, her feelings for you, and Kuroo’s apparent feelings for you as well. But even then, you felt a little more at ease now. You loved them. And now you’re seeing that they love you back. Maybe it wouldn’t be as complicated as it seemed. Maybe you didn’t have to hold on to the few hours each day that you saw them. You smiled. 

“How about…” You started, both of them looked at you. “I stay for a little longer? And we can make that pie that you wanted to make... And your father and I can talk a little more about how much we love each other? Sounds good?” 

Hana’s face broke out into the biggest smile and she ran back towards the kitchen cheering about how you were going to spend the rest of the day with them. Kuroo watched her run by before looking back at you and you can just tell he couldn’t grab hold of his emotions. You approached him. 

“I’m sorry. I basically invited myself over without asking you…” You apologized, a little sheepish that you made the final decision. But then you looked up at him. “But… is it true? Hana’s been mentioning little things that made me believe it. I don’t want it to be wishful thinking…” 

“(Y/n)-san…” Kuroo started, pulling you into a hug. “Hana’s not the only one who wants you to stay with us.” 

[queenbrightwhitly]

Stalker

“Ugh, this is by far the worse day of my life.” You fell back on your bed dramatically, spreading out across your sheets.

Dani stood in the door way with JT; both looking amused. “It’s for your own good, plus this way we can keep a close eye on you.”

You scoffed, looking up at both of them annoyed. “You both aren’t even going to be here! It’s some guys that Gil found in the office with nothing else better to do than babysit.”

“It’s not babysitting.” Dani said.

“It’s babysitting.” JT stated. Dani glared at him, JT only shrugged. “No point in lying to her, it is what it is. We should honestly get the SWAT to watch over you, knowing you’ll probably ignore us and do something stupid.”

You rolled your eyes. “I get a few creepy stalker letters and now I’m under house arrest. Perfect.” Proping up you smiled brightly. “You both should totally stay, we can order pizza and play monopoly, I also have UNO.”

“This isn’t a sleep over Y/n. This is serious.” JT scolded.

You huffed, folding your arms you started pouting like a child. Mostly to annoy JT further. “Malcolm would play UNO with me. Where is he anyways?”

Dani smiled. “Your Prince Charming is currently looking into a lead with Gil about your stalker. He wanted to make sure they got the right guy.”

You wanted to sass something back. Dani knew about your little fondness for the profiler, but JT certainly didn’t, and you didn’t want him to. He would never let you live it down. You were surprised that Malcolm himself hadn’t figured you out... Than again he could have and not said anything.

“Whatever, you guys are no fun anyways.” You reached over to grab the remote, turning on the tv you saw out of the corner of your eye them leaving. This was going to be a long boring night.

You spent the last few hours, doing random things. You started with your laundry, than you went and made yourself breakfast for dinner, finally you had settled with changing into your PJs with a bowl of fresh popcorn as you were scrolling though the tv trying to find a movie to watch.

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, you froze, getting up you peaked outside to see the police officers had left. When did that happen?

The door banging was louder this time, making you flinch. Quietly moving to the kitchen you grabbed the small pistol you kept hidden under the sink. You slowly walked closer to the door, the banging not letting up, you got closer and proceeded to lean against it. Looking through the peep hole you sighed in relief upon seeing none other than Malcolm Bright himself.

Unlocking your latch you opened the door. Malcolm smiles widely at you. Looking down at your hand his smile dropped and he looked more concerned now.

“Come on in.” You greeted happily, ignoring the way Malcolm kept looking at you. You knew that he was profiling you. “I just made popcorn, want some?”

“Why do you have a gun?” Malcolm asked.

You rolled your eyes turning around to face him. “Well, Malcolm. When you get a bunch of creepy love letters and get the feeling that someone is watching you, a gun just becomes a part of your household accessories.”

Before he had the chance to respond you walked over to your kitchen counter and set the gun on top. Malcolm closed the door behind him and sat down on one of your kitchen stools. He was eying the gun, looking like he hadn’t seen one before.

“What are you doing here Malcolm? And where’s my babysitters?”

Malcolm turned back to you, an amused smile gracing his face. You tired your best to act casual, but you felt yourself get nervous.

“Gil and I found the guy who was sending the letters. Apparently he was planning on coming to your apartment tomorrow to try and see you. He told us everything once JT got into his face, he wasn’t as nearly as threatening as he was writing about himself in those letters.”

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. “Well, I’m glad that’s over with.” Malcolm nodded, taking another look at your gun again.

“Malcolm, why do you keep looking at my gun?” You asked, causing him to put his gaze back on you.

“Sorry, I just,” stoping for a second he continued. “You were really scared. I just didn’t realize how scared.”

“What are you talking about?”

Malcolm nodded towards the gun. “I’m guessing you didn’t feel comfortable with the officers Gil left for you. Plus your hand hasn’t stopped shaking this whole time.”

You glanced down at your hand to see it was indeed shaking. Taking your other one you placed it on top your wrist trying to still your movements. “Dani also happen to mention you weren’t too happy about none of us being here.”

“Yeah, well I can’t blame you. You were out finding my stalker, so thanks for that.” You shrugged, looking anywhere but him.

Malcolm nodded. “Dani also said something about you wanting to play UNO with me? I’m not quite sure what that means”

“Oh my, she-“ you instantly groaned in frustration. “I’m going to shot her.”

Malcolm smiled, taking a hold of your hand across the table he brought it to his lips. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something Y/n.”

“Ok?” You kept you eye on Malcolms hand in yours, moving his thumb across your palm.

“I’ve been taken notice of you lately, and based on certain bahavior it’s seems you may have particular feelings for me. Is this true?”

Malcolm kept his eyes on you, watching intently for any sort of reaction. He felt your hand still in his own, noticing your lack of eye contact with him.

You sighed, fully aware you’ve been caught. Not like you really had a chance in the first place. “I feel like you already know the answer to that.”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t want you to clarify it for me.” Malcolm said.

“Should I even go as far as to do that?” Malcolm smiled, his hand pulling yours back up to him, his lips pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

“I would really be thrilled if you did.”

You smiled, walking around the table you stood right in front of Malcolm, his hand never letting go of yours.

Leaning over you softly whispered in his ear. “ I happen to have particular feelings for you, Malcolm Bright.”

Just as you said that, Malcolm let go of your hand and placed both of his on your cheeks. It took you a second to realize he was kissing you, but once you did you instantly kissed him back.

His hands roamed from your cheeks to your waist pulling you closer to him. You stood right between his legs which were hanging off the bar stool. You had one hand on his chest while the other was tangled in his hair. He wasn’t letting up in the kiss, which went from a sudden kiss to wild make out session.

Malcolm leaned forward, wrapping his arms around your legs be stood up and carried you with him. Walking over to the couch, Malcolm sat down with you on top of him. You straddled his lap, his hands on your hips drawing circles.

You both needed air but Malcolm was the one who pulled back first. Resting his forehead against yours, you both were breathing heavily. Malcolm looked down at you, his pupils were blown wide, his breathing slowly going back to normal.

“Wow.”

You looked at him questioning. “I really hope that was a good wow.”

Malcolm looked down, smiling he nodded. “Yes, very much so.”

Suddenly a noise came from outside causing you to jump. You tried to reach for your gun but suddenly became panicked, Malcolm instantly took notice and took a hold of your shoulders.

“Hey, are you okay? You’re-“ Malcolm stopped himself, taking notice of your behavior. “You’re still terrified. Y/n, you know he’s gone. This guy is officially locked away.”

You nodded, looking around you sat yourself on the couch next to Malcolm and grabbed the blanket that was resting on top of your couch. “I know.” resting his arm on the couch, holding his head up with his hand he stared at you.

“Talk to me,” Malcolm spoke softly. Reaching up he placed a stray hair behind your ear.

You sighed, smiling briefly. “I’m normally not so paranoid. It’s just- the last time I wasn’t, someone died. I guess, being put on the sidelines kinda just made me think of what might happen to one of you guys.”

Malcolm nodded. “That’s why you wanted Dani, JT, and I to be here. It wasn’t about not having someone you knew or the fact that you would be bored by yourself. You didn’t want us getting hurt looking for your stalker.”

“You all shouldn’t have to deal with my problems, much less if you guys are going to get hurt doing it. I can take care of myself, I’m a cop ya know.”

Malcolm smiled. “Indeed you are. Although I’m kinda glad you said something, I wouldn’t be here otherwise.” 

“Is that so wise guy?” You smirked, taking a hold of his tie and bringing him closer. Malcolm smiled, leaning forward he connected his lips to yours. Both of you became tangled with each other, Malcolm rubbed his hand up and down your leg through your blanket, while his other one came up and caressed the side of your cheek.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you messed with the back of his hair, his bangd were now in front of his face all messy and tangled. Pulling back you tried to catch your breath, Malcolm on the other hand attached himself to your neck. His lips were soft and warm, the feeling sending chills up your spine.

Just when things were starting to go further both your phones started ringing. Sighing, you reached in your pocket to see Dani’s name come across your screen. Malcolm showed you his phone and sure enough Gils name popped up.

“I think that’s our sign we better get up.” You joked, moving to stand up, you helped Malcolm get up, his hand interlocking with yours.

“We’ll finish this later.” Malcolm said, leaning down he kissed the top of your head. “I never thought I would be so disappointed to have a case.”

“I’m sure that will change when you find something stupid to do.” You teased, leaning your head on Malcolms, you both made your way to the precinct.

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Mystery Girl

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"No, Gil! Don't tell me you agreed to this!"

"Sorry, Malcolm, but those are the orders of the hierarchy. Besides, having backup can't hurt you!"

The profiler shook his head, annoyed: he didn't need this!

Bright repeated to anyone who would listen that he preferred to profile criminals alone. Why pair him up with a stranger?

Grumbling, the young man nervously ran a hand through his hair. The police didn't want to let him work properly.

JT, one of his friends, patted him on the shoulder and said jokingly:

"Congratulations, Malcolm. You're about to discover an unknown concept: teamwork!

"Very funny, JT."

Dani, his colleague and best friend, tried to make him smile.

"Don't worry: I'm sure you'll be fine. You might even get along with your new partner!"

Malcolm rolled his eyes.

"I think you're very optimistic, Dani. They're going to send me some pimply, snooty kid from the best police academy who's more likely to get in my way than help me!  So, sorry, but I'm not enthusiastic!"

"What do you know? You've never met them!"

At the same time, Gil joined them.

"Bright, your new partner is waiting for you in the office! Try to hide your bad mood!"

Letting out a long sigh of annoyance, Malcolm headed for the room, ranting in anticipation of this unwelcome partner.

"I hope Malcolm doesn't get upset!" muttered JT.

"The way he's in a bad mood, it's not looking good!" whispered Dani.

"Don't worry, both of you. When Malcolm meets our new profiler, I bet he will be different!"

Meanwhile, Bright walked into the room, expecting to run into an arrogant young graduate who would have already criticized his work to no avail without knowing a single detail about the case. Instead, he came across a lovely young woman who was reading the report of the initial investigations.

Forgetting his sour mood, Bright tried to make a good impression on the newcomer. 

Quickly combing his hair and checking his breath, he cleared his throat, attracting the attention of the lady who looked up from her reading.

"Hello," she replied.

Malcolm noticed that she had a lovely voice. Charming must have been her middle name.

Smiling kindly, he introduced himself:

"Hello, you must be the new profiler. I'm..."

The young woman interrupted him with an amused smile.

"I know who you are, Malcolm Bright. I've heard a lot about you."

"Yes, I suppose you've heard that I'm crazy, insufferable, dangerous, and the spawn of a terrible serial killer. Don't bother with that: I hear it all day long!"

Placing the file back on the table, the young woman continued:

"Yes, I've heard that, but those aren't the only things I've heard. I understand that you are intelligent, perceptive, cultured, observant, and stubborn! All in all, an interesting person to work with!"

Bright was surprised!

"Wait, does that mean you asked your superiors to come and work with me?"

"Yes, I did. And from what I can see, you fit the description well: your clothing shows a comfortable lifestyle. I would say that you are very well off financially. 

On the other hand, the paleness of your complexion and the dark circles appearing under your beautiful brown eyes indicate a poor sleep pattern, which can lead to one of two things. 

Either you are an incorrigible party animal, or you are a man whose mind is always racing and troubled by traumatic memories. In your case, I'd go for the second hypothesis. You are a more complex person than most people want to believe."

Crossing her arms, she asked defiantly, a smile on her face:

"Now, Mr Bright, your turn: what can you deduce about me? Apart from the fact that I'm not a pimply little pretentious graduate!"

Malcolm winced: she had heard him!

"I assure you I had no idea who you were. Otherwise, I would never have allowed myself to say such things!"

"Judging without even knowing the people? Big mistake for a brilliant profiler like you, Malcolm!" laughed the young woman.

"Even the best make mistakes."

"If you can give me as much correct information as possible, I'll give you my name. If not, I'll let you search all day. Are you up to the challenge?"

"Challenge accepted. Well, let's see: who are you, mysterious miss?"

He circled the young woman, looking for the slightest detail that might give him information.

After a few minutes of observation, he gave his conclusions:

"From the look of your clothing, you are in a decent financial position. You are not a multi-millionaire, but you make a good living. You like simple, comfortable styles, probably because you like to look elegant and efficient at the same time.

Your posture and stature tell me that you are an athlete. I'd say you've done quite a bit of dancing, but your muscularity shows that you're a martial artist. Am I right?"

"I have a black belt in karate and judo, and I practice taekwondo, as well as ju-jitsu and Muay Thai. And I did a lot of dancing when I was younger."

"Haha! I was right. Well, as for the rest, I'd say you have an excellent photographic memory: you put that file down exactly where you took it. You are also a brilliant observer because you have deduced details of my life just by looking at me. 

I suppose you are an artist in your spare time. I saw in your bag a sketchbook and a box of pencils. Both are well placed, which betrays your meticulous side. 

Finally, I would say that you are a hard-working, kind and mischievous person. Your superiors must appreciate you enough to accept your request to come here. So, what do you say?"

Amused, the young woman clapped slowly.

"Well done, Malcolm Bright. You've lived up to your reputation. Everything you have deduced is correct."

"You will find me delighted. And now, to finish the introductions properly, may I know your name?"

"Of course: my name is (Y/N) (L/N), a certified FBI profiler."

"Pleased to meet you, Miss (Y/N) (L/N). Something tells me we'll work well together."

"That's what I hope."

Hiding behind the door, Gil, JT and Dani were relieved to see that Malcolm and (Y/N) seemed to be getting along well. Now, let's hope that this duo can be effective against the criminals that have New Yorkers on edge.

A few months later.

Sitting on a bench, Malcolm and (Y/N) enjoyed a hot chocolate while enjoying a beautiful autumn day. The two profilers wanted to have a quiet moment, away from the eyes of their colleagues and Malcolm's family! 

"Are you going to tell them the truth about us, or are you going to let them stew for a while longer?" the young woman asked.

The profiler smiled mischievously.

"I think I'll let them work their brains out for a few days before I tell them everything. Just for the fun of seeing their faces when they learn the truth!"

"I didn't know you were such a tease!" joked (Y/N).

For all answers, Malcolm took the young woman's hand in his and placed a kiss on it.

"I'm a man full of surprises, my dear. Just like you!"

"You sure didn't expect me to kiss you first!"

Malcolm pretended to be offended.

"But I thought of it first!"

"Oh, did you?"

"Certainly. Let me prove it!"

The profiler leaned over and kissed his girlfriend on the lips. 

Unfortunately, this sweet moment was interrupted by a ringing mobile phone.

"I think you should pick up the phone!" the young woman pointed out.

Grumbling, Malcolm picked up his mobile phone and picked it up:

"Hello?"

**"Hello, big brother!"**

"Good afternoon, Ainsley. To what do I owe this call?" the profiler asked.

**"I just wanted to let you know that Mum's inviting us to dinner at the house tonight. She's counting on your presence. Is that so?"** asked the reporter.

"I'll be there. It's not like I have a choice!" quipped Malcolm.

**"I'll take that as a yes... Oh, by the way, she'd like you to invite your mystery girlfriend!"**

At these words, the two lovers looked at each other in amazement: would Jessica know?

Controlling his stress, Malcolm replied:

"I don't know what she means, but I don't have a girlfriend!"

**"Oh yeah? Well then, you can tell me who the pretty lady you just kissed lovingly is!"**

Looking around him, the profiler spotted his little sister standing at the other end of the park and waving at him, a smirk on her face.

A little annoyed, Malcolm asked:

"Is your favourite pastime spying on me?"

"I admit it's very distracting. But I promise I won't tell Mum. I'll leave the great honour of making the introductions to you."

"I'm sure you'll be glad to, dear little sister."

"See you tonight, big brother. And give my regards to your lady of heart!" 

When the conversation was over, (Y/N) smiled:

"It seems that someone has found out..."

"And unfortunately, it is my sister."

(Y/N) kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.

"Honey, I can't be your mystery girl forever anyway. They're going to have to know that!"

Malcolm smiled.

"I have to admit, you're right. In any case, my love for you will never be a mystery again."

Now that their secret love affair gets revealed, Malcolm and (Y/N) will have more time to unsolve differents mysteries...

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