#And again. The kid would be 17. Surely that's old enough for them to defend themselves if they did get discovered

[moongothic]

You know I wasn't going to post about this, but the more I think about it the more it drives me up the walls

So when Luffy and co release Crocodile from jail, it's specifically under the threat that if Crocodile tries anything funny, well, Iva-chan has a trick up their sleeve to put Crocodile back in-line.

So what the fuck was that actually about? What is Crocodile's secret weakness? I'm specifically looking at the way this is phrased in the manga, because the anime's added dialogue kinda messes with what's implied here. But what Iva specifically says is that Ivankov in particular holds the key to one of Crocodile's weaknesses, but they'll stay quiet about it as long as Crocodile behaves himself ("Vataashi wa koitsu no yowami wo hitotsu nigitteru", a very clunky but literal translation could be "One of his weaknesses is within my grasp". The way Viz translated the line is a bit different so I'm not bothering with getting a cap of the panel, you wouldn't be able to tell how these lines were phrased in Japanese based on Viz's translations anyways) (The dialogue Toei added was Crocodile furiously shouting at Iva-chan, telling them to not say anything and Iva-chan reminding Croc to watch his tone or else they'll reveal Croc's past to everyone. A lot of people don't remember this was in-fact added by Toei, hence I wanted to clarify/remind what happened in this scene originally)

And now. Obviously. When Oda went out of his way to introduce a brand new character whose entire personality is being queer and their power is giving people magic HRT. And then like five chapters later re-introduces Crocodile. And tells us that these two have Secret Beef. And never proceeds to fucking tell us what the hell that was about. Yes, the natural conclusion one would come to would be that Crocodile is stealth trans. That is basic, good storytelling. You (re)introduce two characters, tell us they have beef, one has a very specific ability; you're supposed to connect these dots in your mind. So that now, if Oda revealed to us tomorrow that Crocodile was canonically trans, it would not surprise anyone because it's already been set-up in the story, by this very scene. It's a logical conclusion.

But. I'm becoming more and more convinced that Iva-chan's blackmail might actually not be about Crocodile being trans.

Like the general fandom assumption for the past 15 years has been that Crocodile's stealth trans, but we actually don't know he's stealth. He could be openly trans, and between that being a borderline requirement for Crocodad to be real (since he would've been a Shichibukai for years before Luffy was even born) and the possibility that his earring could specifically be a gay earring, like. Yeah. Crocodile could be openly trans. If Crocodile's perfectly happy to let the whole world know he's gay, then him being trans shouldn't have to be a secret either. We the readers could just be unaware of it because it wasn't relevant information to us, and his transition would be old ass news in-universe and not worth bringing up.

And thus, if Crocodile isn't stealth, then Iva-chan can't blackmail him by threatening to out him, becaus he can't be outted.

Now for a while I did considder that Iva-chan could've been actually threatening to detransition Crocodile if he tried anything funny. Surely he would hate that, so much so that he might not have wanted to even hear Ivankov suggest it. But thinking about it. Unless Iva-chan can use Armanent Haki or get Crocodile moisturized, they shouldn't be able to hit Crocodile actually. Like Croc's Logia makes him impossible to hit unless he specifically allowed himself to be touched. So even if Iva-chan tried to surprise attack Crocodile with Estrogen, Croc should just turn to sand automatically, the attack should not land.

Meaning Iva-chan shouldn't be able to detransition Crocodile against his will, at least not without Haki and we don't know if they can use it, so that can't be Crocodile's weakness either.

And so we have to ask the question. What the fuck is that weakness then that Ivankov mentioned?

All we really know is that Crocodile doesn't want this weakness to be brought up, it's a secret. And for all we know Iva-chan might be the only person in the world who knows about it.

And I just. Like.

There is one weakness, kind of a universal one that many people could have, one that has been brought up time-and-time again post-timeskip, one that has become more and more relevant in the story, especially now at the begining of the Final Saga.

A secret weakness.

If pregnancy is what cracked Crocodile's egg and he transitioned immidiately/soon after giving birth, then it's entirely plausible Iva-chan could know Crocodile had a secret child. And surely he'd want nothing more than for his child to be safe, not end up in trouble because of him. And Ivankov most certainly could put that child in danger, especially now that Crocodile was officially no longer on the World Government's side, there'd be no protection for the baby. All Ivankov had to do was leak the information out, that Sir Crocodile had a child, and anybody who had beef with him could get their revenge by attempting to find the child.

Like I'm just saying. This could line up nicely, actually

[goddessofroyalty]

something i think about when it comes to your zaun family au is that, in the grand scheme of things, viktor really doesnt have That much of an age gap with his parents does he lol my own mom had my oldest sister at age 17 and when she was in her 30s and my sister barely 18-20 they had an almost peer-like relationship. if isha is born around the time of the break in s1 act 1 then theres only 3 adults in the family and one of them is. like. viktor himself. LOL silco is a little too highstrung to consider viktor a peer at any point but huh. other than vander he really is the only other adult in the family. if hes genuinely listening to anyones opinions (again, other than vander) when it comes to the family its viktor's. probably LMAO

Exactly.

I've mentioned in passing but Viktor's relationship to his younger siblings is in some ways closer to that of being a 3rd parent to them than being their older brother. Specifically in the way his parents parent of like, yeah, he's around if the kids need him or if something serious happens, but he's very busy with his own work so look after yourselves and stay out of his way (Vi, you're in charge).

Viktor's also a very responsible, intelligent, child and then young man. So his opinion and word is given the weight of it being a well-thought out one or true. Viktor's given decision-making responsibility in regards to the younger ones when his parents are both out. His siblings are told things like "don't open to the door to anyone other than Benzo or Sevika" and meanwhile Viktor's getting "there's a package for x person in Silco's office if they show up give it to them but make sure they give you x amount first. Oh and if Enforcers show up burn it in the fireplace." He's told far more about his parents work than his siblings are, including where they are going a lot of the time so if they don't show up again by a certain time he can tell Benzo/Sevika where to go look. He knows the combination to the safe in Silco's office from far younger than the others are given it.

By the time Isha's born he's a full adult who has moved out of home worked his way up to Assistant to the Dean of Piltover and now quit that job to start a new venture with a work partner. Not only is he old enough to have a kid himself he's established enough that the expected response if he was to have one would be congratulations not oh no.

He'll always be his parents' child so while they trust his opinion they (especially Silco) still have a bit of "I have more life experience than you listen to me" with him the way all parents do. And he and Silco probably argue a lot because they're both rather sharp-tongued people who will defend their position (Viktor is the child Silco's parents were talking about when they said they hoped he'd get one just like him). But also when Silco finds out that Viktor has been put in charge of clean-up of the Talis Lab Explosion he immediately stops worrying about evidence being found that would tie it back to the younger kids because Viktor knows what to do he'll take care of it and the extent of the conversation they had about it was probably "Heimerdinger has put me in charge of cleaning up to ensure any magical artifacts are correctly destroyed" "Good".

[cienie-isengardu]

Lo and Li and their (not) looking after Azula and Zuko in "The Beach"

I have talked a lot about Zuko and Azula lately because “The Beach” episode gives a lot of context for their relationship, but it would be a crime to omit the most funny detail (implication) coming from this episode: the presence of Lo and Li.

Those two older women were introduced into the series as Azula’s teachers (that definitely fueled her unhealthy sense of perfectionism) and some sort of advisors before the princess recruited Ty Lee and Mai on the hunt for Zuko, Iroh and later, the Avatar. The story alone gives little about Lo and Li, but considering their relationship and influences on the princess, we can assume they had, if not outright trust, then at least Ozai’s approval to keep an eye on his “precious”, prodigy daughter. As they were the only adults connected to Fire Lord and at whose house the Royal Siblings and their friends stayed in "The Beach" episode, I thought of them as not really nannies, but more like chaperones.

Zuko and Azula faced Avatar and survived, Mai and Ty Lee proved to be capable of beating down full grown men one on one (or more precisely, one vs many). So fine, ok, Ozai may trust his kids to be able to defend themselves - if the thought about their safety even occurred to him at all. But Zuko and Azula are, and I can’t stress it enough, teenagers sent on vacation and teenagers may do stupid stuff for fun just to taste the little freedom granted them. So it makes sense to me that Lo and Li should supervise the Royal Siblings, because vacation or not, they are still prince and princess, the precious heirs to the throne. And like, Zuko is with his girlfriend (official fiancee?) and you can never be sure what teenagers in love and with buzzing hormones will do, right? Same with Azula, who as we learn through the episode, will happily grab the occasion to flirt with a  handsome, popular boy and the innocent kiss turned out quickly into her passionate rant: “Together, you and I will be the strongest couple in the entire world! We will dominate the Earth!”. 

Azula’s mind really jumped from casual fun (no harm done if Ozai won’t learn about it) to the conclusion that boy she knew for what? a few hours at best will be her boyfriend and part of the future (military?) plans and understandable Chen freaked out and ran away. The taste of freedom affected even Azula, our so emotionally composed, clever girl, because again, a teenager, adolescent curiosity, lack of supervision and buzzing hormones are a dangerous mix. 

(I suspect Zuko getting Mai pregnant would be less scandalous than if Azula - the princess - ended with a bastard child at the age of 14/15. If Ozai would even allow the kid to be born.)

And what Lo and Li were doing the whole episode? Either giving some cryptic speech about how Ember Island is a magical place or encourage kids.

“Time to hit the beach!“ they said

while never bothering going with kids there

(or did Lo and Li have fun on their own ignoring the bunch of their temporary wards?).

And when Azula, Zuko and Ty Lee talked about Chen and why Azula didn’t betray their Royal Family status (and presumably of going to the night party)? Again, the two old women did nothing besides giving some more cryptic advice and saying “to the party!”.

Like, they were totally okay that Fire Royal Siblings (in range of age from 14 to 16) planned to stay at house of unknown boy(s) for the whole night. Again, Zuko is 16, at best almost 17, but Azula is 14 (at best 15) and I don’t think this is an appropriate age to let a girl - especially the princess you are responsible for - go to a party with presumably much older boys. 

(Unless this is why Azula demanded Zuko, her older brother, to be invited alongside her? Not like he checked out if she is alright before he was kicked out for the fight with Mai over some guy but I guess, with a sister like Azula it is easy to assume she doesn’t need babysitting, because Azula could and would kick Chen or anyone else’s ass if they pissed her off). 

My point is, Lo and Li could give the girls and Zuko some serious talk or at least ask to be careful or anything the supposed chaperons should say (or like,  outright demand from Zuko to keep an eye on his younger sister and the noble girls as the oldest and you know, the guy). Because Azula is first and foremost a princess, the same as Zuko is the prince and like, the Royal Family does not need any teenage drama and scandal (and from the previous episode we know Azula and Zuko are now the public figures at the capital).

I’m not sure if perceiving Lo and Li as some sort chaperons to the “banished for a weekend” Royal Siblings was author’s intention or not, but there is something incredible funny how those old women introduced as strict teachers criticizing Azula for not perfect hairstyle while she is working on her lighting technique - a skill absolutely amazing to have at the age of 14 - won’t even bother to keep an eye on the same girl and just let the whole bunch of emotionally stunted and traumatized teenagers freely roam on the “magical” beach and go to night party to total strangers. It is pretty hilarious if not a bit sad. Because wow, Ozai did not give much fuck about any of his kids one way or another. 

Aaand this is what I get when rewatching ATLA as an adult lol.

I know this is animations for kids/teenagers, but what if Chen didn’t freak out? Would Azula be curious enough to experience something more than just a kiss? And well, we assume Chen and Ruon-Jian are in age close to Zuko & Azula (as if they were adults they would be enrolled into army, I think?) But there is still a room for them being older than Zuko who himself is two years older than Azula. Also, them inviting Ty Lee & Mai specifically for how they look without bothering to ask for their name and the way a group of boys cornered Ty Lee to the point she needed to chi-blocking all of them kinda gives me the feeling the party was an occasion for them to pick up girl for night or something along the way. Dunno if I read the scene/intention right but it gives that vibe I guess…?

[kissorkill16]

Friendship In Raven Brooks: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: They all just wanted to live their lives, and then they met each other and became the bestest friend group you'll ever see.

Chapter 17

The next day, none of the kids dared to talk about what happened last night. They didn't even ask Mr. Peterson if he even remembered what happened in his unconsciousness. And luckily, Nicky was able to get back home before his parents woke up.

Nicky tried to shake the feeling of Mr. Peterson's arms wrapped around him off of his body, but it was just too much.

He wishes he could unhear all of those pet names he called him in his sleep. Like good boy, sweet baby, dear, etc.

It's not like he didn't like Mr. Peterson, and it's not like he didn't appreciate the unconscious gesture, considering he had a nightmare about the grocery store again. It's just that the Petersons reminded him so much of his own family, and not only that, but it felt like he was their long lost child.

But he tried not to think about that. He had a family, and the Petersons weren't it, he was only friends with the kids, and that was it.

He was working on a couple more friendship bracelets at lunch, and he made sure to be extra focused with the one he was working on...

It had to be perfect for Maritza.

Enzo came up to him and sat down next to him, "Dude, I thought we made enough bracelets. What's all this for?", he asked.

Nicky looked up at him, and his face turned red as an apple. "I know. These are for the rest of the club!", he said, hoping Enzo would believe that.

Thankfully, he did believe that. He smiled and nodded, "Okay. I guess it makes sense, they are our friends too y'know.", he said. "I'm going to the vending machine, you want anything?"

Nicky shook his head, and Enzo left.

Meanwhile, Aaron sat beside him, and he was looking at Nicky with a smug grin on his face.

"Something tells me that these aren't for the rest of the club.", he said.

"What're you talking about? Of course they are!", Nicky said defensively.

"Oh really?", asked Aaron. "Then why do they all have beads that spell out Maritza's name?"

Nicky didn't say anything. He couldn't say anything to defend himself. He had to admit, these were for Maritza. He had made different types of bracelets, because he didn't know which one Maritza would like best.

One that was pink, her favorite color. One that was brown, the color of her eyes. Or one that was blue, the color of her hair.

"Do you think she'll like any of these? Because I'm already making her another one! Maybe I could make one that's her skin color or something. But she's tan, and the closest I have to tan is brown, and -"

Aaron clasped his hand on Nicky's shoulder, making him quiet down.

"She'll like whichever one she picks, just calm down.", he said. "You made so many cool bracelets for her, it'll be impossible for her to decide which one she likes best."

"But what if she doesn't like any of them?", asked Nicky, sounding disappointed in himself. Aaron gently shook Nicky's shoulder. "She will, I promise."

Just then, Ivan came up to their table, Delroy behind him.

"Nicky, I need a favor.", he said. He pointed to Delroy, "I was wondering if you could make a friendship bracelet for Delroy."

Nicky looked at Ivan, completely confused. "Delroy?"

"Why would Nicky want to make a friendship bracelet for Delroy?"

"Y'know what, nerds? That's a real good question.", said Delroy. "I kept telling this little gremlin here that I don't need a dumb bracelet, especially not with a couple of nerds like you two, and the other ones."

"And I kept telling this big old buffoon that it would be really cute and would seal our friendship completely.", said Ivan.

"And I kept telling this guy that we don't need stupid bracelets just to prove we're friends."

Nicky stood up and looked at the two boys, "Ivan, if Delroy doesn't want a bracelet, he doesn't have to get one.", he said to Ivan. Ivan rolled his eyes, but didn't argue further.

Then Nicky rolled at Delroy, "And please stop calling us nerds, please. We don't take kindly to being called names. Also, you might really like having a friendship bracelet if you -"

"And I'm out."

Delroy walked away faster than Nicky could even finish his sentence, and Nicky tried not to feel annoyed, but that guy was just getting on his nerves.

"Remind us why you hang out with him again?", asked Aaron.

Ivan shrugged, "Despite making fun of me and the people I hang out with 24/7, he protects me from bullies as well.", he said. He walked away with one last wave.

Aaron looked over Nicky's shoulder to see Enzo trying to shake the vending machine. He got up and walked away, "I'll be right back, I have to help Enzo."

Nicky nodded and watched as Aaron walked away. He tried working on another bracelet, but his heart nearly jumped out of his body when he saw someone else come up to his table.

Maritza.

His heart was doing summersaults at this point.

"What's all of this for?", she asked. Nicky punched his stomach a couple of times to help him get the words out. "Uh...well, these are bracelets. I...I made them for...for you."

Maritza looked at the bracelets, and she started picking them up and bringing them to her face to inspect them closer.

"The only problem was I couldn't decide which one you'd like best, so I just...made one of each that described you."

Maritza put the blue bracelet down, then she smiled at Nicky. She took the pink one and slid it right onto her wrist.

"It goes with my outfit.", she said. "Thanks, Nicky. And while you're in the middle of making bracelets, I was wondering if you could also make a couple for Lucy and Mya."

Nicky nodded, "Of course, Mari. I can do that."

"Thanks, Nicky."

Then something happened, something so unexpected, something so surprising. Maritza pulled Nicky close, and kissed his forehead before she just walked away.

Nicky felt himself short circuit at that moment. His brain could barely process what the heck just happened! It was as if the world had just exploded and recreated itself in an entire span of one second.

He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't see, he couldn't hear, he couldn't do anything at that moment. He was completely petrified with happiness

It wasn't until he felt a tap on his shoulder that he finally snapped out of his trance. He turned around to see Aaron and Enzo standing beside him.

"You good? Do you need to see the nurse?", asked Aaron. Nicky shook his head.

"I'm good, thanks.", he quickly said. "What took so long at the vending machine?"

"The stupid thing wouldn't accept my dollar, and even when it did, it wouldn't give me my damn chips.", said Enzo. "Those things never work."

Aaron couldn't help but let out a little dry laugh. "Maybe that could be our next club project. Fixing all of the vending machines in this school.", he said.

"Sounds like a plan.", said Nicky.

The rest of the day passed by, and most of the members of the Inventor's Club were already in Mr. Murtaugh's classroom.

Enzo, Maritza, Aaron, Mya, Nicky, Ivan, and Lucy.

The only one missing was Trinity.

They decided to wait for her, hold off any inventing until she came here.

Just then, the door flew open, and Trinity was at the door. She was seething, angry, she almost looked like a demon.

"GOD, I cannot stand some of the people in this damn school right now!", she yelled, slamming the door behind her as she walked in.

[graphx]

VOLTRON HIRAETH AU!!

(link to my page here :D) https://archiveofourown.org/users/GraphX

Basically a rundown of the plot I have planned so far! I will be writing and posting in order on AO3!

But there are some specific scenes I wanted to write because I don't have the patience or time to write everything in order(I'll be posting them here under the Hiraeth AU tag) THIS ENTIRE THING IS GEN BTW!!!

Hiraeth

(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for lost places of your past

• Allura from another reality goes quintessence crazy after defeating Haggar at the cost of the lives of the other Paladins

• She goes from universe to universe trying to gather enough quintessence to bring back her reality that she accidentally tore apart but only gets worse and worse the more quintessence she is exposed to

• In the current universe she experiments with quintessence and accidentally kills her parents along with Zarkon and Honerva. Villian!Allura turns the blame to the Galra, causing the Allura of this universe to wage war on them as the only successor to the Altean throne.

• Lotor tries to convince Allura that her other self is lying to her but she doesn't believe it, leaving Lotor to flee from the Galran commanders trying to kill him to gain the throne(he goes into hiding before organizing a resistance after meeting the other generals)

• Villian!Allura is concerned that the Paladins of this universe will try to stop her so she destroys Earth

• However prior to the Altean invasion the Kerberos mission took place with Sam and his crew consisting of Matt, Adam and Shiro(who are all 16/17 for plot reasons they were interns or something IT MAKES SENSE DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT!!!)

• Sam, Matt and Shiro are kidnapped and sent to the arenas while Adam manages to steal a ship to get back to Earth, only to find it destroyed

• The Galran Empire remnants (who were already planning on attacking Earth and communicating with Sanda(who sent Sam away on Kerberos because she thought he would get in the way of her failed "negotiations" and hoped he was kidnapped) fight with the Alteans, leaving Earth in the crossfire

• The Blade of Marmora attempt a relief effort and get one billion people off Earth before it explodes, finding Adam and establishing a planet they can live on before leaving them to their own devices

• In this AU all the Paladins are kids when Earth got destroyed (around 6 to 8) and Keith's dad dies during the evacuation helping defend the transports from Alteans but Kolivan saw that Keith's dad had a Marmoran knife(that he didn't give to Keith at 8 years old)

• Kolivan takes in Keith as a Blade agent since he has no human to provide for him but he keeps his identity as a human secret from the rest of the Blades to ensure none of them snitch since the Alteans have offered a lot for humans

• Kolivan knows the knife was Krolia's but doesn't tell her since she already jeopardized the Blade of Marmora once by leaving for Earth and without the temptation of her son she won't leave again

• Keith(as you can expect) did not have a very happy childhood growing up in an organization of trained killer assassin ninjas which resulted in more ~trauma~

• On one of his missions he is captured by Galra and put in the areans with Champion!Shiro and Keith meets another human for the first time who shows him kindness and starts to question if the Blades are right

• Keith escapes from the Arena with the Blades but convinces Ulaz to go back for Shiro and he meets up with Adam in the human colony

• On another mission Keith runs into Lance, Hunk and Pidge who are searching for a supposed superweapon in an attempt to defend themselves from Alteans and Galrans that prevent them from leaving their hiding spot at the edge of the universe

• he thinks to himself "wow these guys are annoying and weird I sure do hope I never see them again" before the Blades immediately order him to find the superweapon to keep it out of human, Altean and Galran hands because they are unreliable

• Krolia helps track down information it and Keith notices that whenever she is bored she recites star charts (kinda like his dad used to do) and the constellations look eerily familar

• Keith gets hurt, Krolia finds out his identity and takes him to the human colony so he doesn't have to stay in the abusive Blade environment anymore

• When she tries to get Keith to colony they are tracked by Alteans and Krolia manages to trick the Alteans and Keith crash lands on the surface only to see the ship leaving

• now that all the paladins are in one place they protect the colony after going on a couple of missions to find the lions while Keith tries to track down the very elusive Blade of Marmora

Theres more to it than that, BUT that's all for now!

[adozentothedawn]

Fic Wrap-Up Meme: 2024

I saw this and I actually did some writing again this year so hell yes, I'm doing it. Thank you @dragonologist-phd for the template! (Also anyone inspired feel free to consider yourselves tagged.)

FANDOMS: Rogue Trader (That was this year?? Damn), Pillars of Eternity, Dishonored. Just. So much Dishonored. 3 FANFICS WITH THE MOST KUDOS IN 2024 -

Magnetism (17)

It starts out small. The group of kids congregating around him as he shows off his skills. (Honestly this is kind of hilarious considering I wrote the entirety of it in 15 minutes on discord. I only posted on ao3 because people on tumblr seemed to like it so I thought why not, it works as a drabble.)

The Many Meetings of Death and Death (16)

Daud is a wreck. Corvo is a player avatar. Neither of them is happy about it. Well maybe the Outsider is. (Corvo is living the worst fucking groundhog day ever and Daud doesn't know but is confused. Also sometimes dead.)

From a Friend (13)

Corvo Attano, disgraced Royal Protector, has been in Coldridge for three months. Three months of enduring torture and his own all consuming guilt as he tries to simply stay alive. As the days are drowned in pain and anguish there is one thing he is forced to acknoweledge. Someone is sneaking him food. Hadria Granville meanwhile, ten years old and now abandoned at a foreign court, is terrified but determined to help. (The thing that jumpstarted my mildly manic Dishonored wiriting. I wrote this in 3 days which is insane considering my normal writing speed. But yeah man, Hadria just wanted to get involved i guess.)

The Words We Speak (13)

Corvo finds Jessamine's letter to Emily. (What it says on the tin. Corvo is just so fucking sad, man.)

FAVORITE OPENING LINE FROM A FIC IN 2024 -

I kinda have to go with "Daud is a Wreck." (The Many Meetings of Death and Death) considering that I used it 3 times for the chapter and will use it a fourth time before the year is over.

FAVORITE CLOSING LINE FROM A FIC IN 2024 -

Gonna nominate three for that actually, two depressing and one wholesome:

He never learns that the worst injury sustained by the Whalers is a broken ankle from falling out of a transversal when the bond breaks. - The Many Meetings of Death and Death chapter 3

The children slept, the adults did not, the warm fireplace threw flickering shadows on the wall, and for a while happiness reigned in Dunwall Tower. - The Height of Friendship

You have to succeed, so you don't care, you don't think, you don't feel, you simply stay silent and unseen, a shadow haunting the Tower, a ghost of past happiness who would suffocate the lies now living where your heart used to be. - The Words We Speak

FIC I’M MOST PROUD OF IN 2024 -

Man thats hard. I guess I'll say The Many Meetings of Death and Death? Mostly cause its a multi chapter fic and I am so close to actually finishing it, which is special for me. I do like the The Many Conquests of Daud though, I need to do more explicitely ace stories. I will defend this canonically ace character with my life, i need to fill this tag more.

NEW THINGS I HAVE TRIED IN 2024 -

Dishonored fanfic. Other than that like I said I finally started doing another proper multi chapter fic that I am not leaving out to dry like my poor Readceras children who have been waiting for like four years for an update, oops.

GOALS FOR 2025 -

I will continue writing Dishonored fic. Probably for 2 at this point then. Also I really need to write the second half of that two parter I started (They Had to Die) which I absolutely will do I'm just not sure if I can do it this year still. At latest in january I should be done, I was just bewitched by the existence of Daud.

I also, as stated, need to fill up the ace Daud tag, it is my holy calling, there's not nearly enough in there.

[truth-burns]

My mother married a pedo and ran away with him leaving me a 14 year old with my autistic 12 year old sister…

yeahhhh that’s a great title wish I could say it’s clickbait but um unfortunately it’s not… Hi! I’m Ann or Anna? Um it’s a middle name I’m a bit scared to share my real name… ((all public information has me under LM)) I’m 17 now and finally ready to put my story out there or at least chapters? So if you want more then please let me know I’ve been told I should write a real book on my story but idk?…

so the title is big but we gotta start from the beginning….

TW mentions of abuse, clearly sexual assault drug abuse, alcohol abuse God, everything at this point! Suicide yep the whole lot!

My mother from what I’ve heard. Use to be a good person she graduated high school and had a car but when she was 19 she met my bio father (I wasn’t around so this is the scraps I’ve picked up on along the way!) they both did drugs together. My mother was a violent person she would push any and all buttons to start up any fight. She would punch,hit,bite she did it all. Not saying my dad was great either but I don’t have his side of the story and my mothers is BS

I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was a huge mistake after my mother took my dad back even though she had put a restraining order on him they had sex and boom bitch Anna was born! This started a huge fight with everyone my parents, grandparents, aunts uncle. They weren’t supposed to be together in the first place because of the restraining order (idk really remember what happened after this it’s a blur story thanks PDSD brain real helpful!) my mom got off drugs for me or so I’ve been told.

I was was born and shortly after they fucked up again and had my little sister… they were together at the time however it definitely wasn’t stable. My mother and father had gone off to a drug festival using weed,mushrooms and other drugs… my dad caught my mom in another man’s tent having sex. But they still stayed together and then boom my sister came (not sure if she full blood or not tbh… but the drugs fucked her up so thanks a lot mom and dad..”)

the earliest memory I have is being locked in a room with a crib and a old fashioned tv covered in chocolate pudding from may (sister fake name) I was 5! And expected to watch her take care of her while my parents were where!? In the damn living room high of their asses fighting

another memory I have is my dad locking my mom in with us she threw a mattress out the window and we jumped out? (Not clear memory)

When kids say they’re first words it’s usually Mama dada or something like that but they weren’t around my first word ‘kitty’ Mays ‘Jack!’ THE DAMN CAT! Yeah! Both kids first words were about a cat!

we moved in and out of apartments and my grandparents house. My mom would constantly bring my dad back for weed and sex even though there was a restraining order and they had gotten divorced. But soon enough he stopped showing up (Jail???) a new creepy guy moved in next door and suddenly mom was practically living there but DHS was involved so she had to make it look like everything was fine she had a teenager watch us for a week while she was were? IN THE NEXT APPARTMENT! Me and may 6 and 5 would cry for her (we could hear her through the wall!) but she didn’t come see us. Long story short, the guy turned out to be another drug dealer on the run from the police. we moved into like three other apartments and he moved in with us at one point. I have a very distinct memory of hearing them fighting and walking into the bathroom hearing him say. “I’ll call 911 Shanda!” When I walked in, of course immediately to go and try to defend my mom. (The Bathtub knives in it they were soaking in water. I think I’m not really sure.?) Only remember is him down your head in the bathtub, her sleeves, her forehead open and then him leaving after calling 911.. cop showed up and he packed his bags and walked out. They started a whole manhunt after him and he came BACK because my mom called him and ‘missed him’ does he came in? I was supposed to be asleep on the floor in front of the TV I clearly WAS NOT. he left shortly after in a panic and not even a few hours later I found out that he was arrested.

after that, everything seemed fine, but I found out that DHS had gotten involved and we had been removed and put back with her grandparents again getting partial custody with her mom so we would go on visits like once a week soon enough, we were returned back to our mother who surprise surprise met another guy however this guy was different. He was a really good man. They were together for a few years and they got married. We moved into a house first ever stable house. Buttttt of course my mother had to ruin it… (I don’t remember much of the story I remember hearing some of the fighting however, like I said, the guy was a really nice guy. He didn’t want the kids to get involved and for the most part he did a good job of hiding it from us…. I talked to him when I was 15 to get more in the story, but he still didn’t wanna share. He gave me the basic information that I needed for court. Thanks EH!)

The divorce was nasty. I remember my mom breaking stuff in the house that belong to him and us moving in with my grandparents again…. It was this time that my depression had grown. I was 11 living up in my grandparents attic above the garage with seven cats. And a hedgehog. My mom is an animal hoarder and abuser… during this time yes of course I raised my little sister. The attic was unsafe and unfit for children. There was pink fluffy cotton stuff everywhere. ((I’m 17 I should probably know what that is… fiberglass installation maybe I’m not sure..))

Not only was it not fit for children. It was definitely not fit for cats! Who was responsible for seven cats? Oh YEAH THE 11 year old! The attic was huge however it was absolutely freezing in the winter. Luckily, we were given heated blankets that didn’t really help the cats though. (NO HEAT I LEGIT THOUGHT I WAS A DRAGON BECAUSE I COULD SEE MY BREATH!) and Summers were absolutely excruciating. We were up there for I believe two winters and one summer.? Somewhere along the line, my mother decided she didn’t want to be a mom again (not that she ever was! I was raising may….) So we moved into the main house with my grandparents while my mother bought a small RV and decided to shove all seven cats inside! She lived in the backyard yet she never came in to see us. And got pussed if we didn’t see her? (MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!)

Surprise surprise, she got another boyfriend and she left! She left all seven cats in the RV for mouths…. (HAHA POP QUIZE WHO WAS RESPONSIBLE for the cats!? ME BITCH ME!)

And around this time, not only was I depressed still from the divorce my hedgehog passed away I was at rock bottom a 11 year old 6 grade trying to kill herself… yep good times… strangling yourself popping pills like candy? My grandparents weren’t any better. Well my grandma wasn’t my papa was there. I love him.. and I’ll stand by that. Great man with a shit daughter and wife. My grandma believed children didn’t need privacy God forbid I lock the door! God forbid I ask for curtains around my bunkbed because the door couldn’t be shut!

My mother took all seven cats and put them in her new boyfriend’s basement. The relationship didn’t last long. She got a job and cheated on him with…..

(imma stop there for now this is me trying to shorten it up the next part will be in detail because I remember it the best. Please comment tell me what you think anyone got something similar?…. In the next part, I will tell you about my stepdad. Me taking the sexual assault for my sister. The fights and hopefully I’ll be able to tell you all about court and MY victim impactment statements… I win bitch you’ll never silence my voice again!))

[holyiker-blog1]

New Players Coming To Ultimate Team In EA FC 25

As each season passes we discover more and more wonder kids that burst onto the scene but they’re sometimes too young, or make their mark too late into the season to be added. We’ve picked out 15 of our favorite stars who didn't have an Ultimate Team card in FC 24 but will do so in FC 25. 13 players will be making their Ultimate Team debut, one returning favorite, and one potential Icon...

Returning Players

Gianluigi Buffon - With the Italian goalkeeper featuring on the cover of FC 25, it’s all but confirmed that he’ll be featuring in the new game. We’re 99.9% sure he’ll be coming as an Icon. It would be pretty weird to have him as a main cover star and just include him as a hero.

Luis Suarez - 2 thirds of MSN have been reunited in Miami and hopefully will return in FC 25. Luis Suarez was missing this year due to him only joining the club in December 2023, months into the new game. It would have been nice to see him added with the new cards (Cazorla, Sanchez etc) as he would have been perfect for some promos!

New Players

Lamine Yamal - He is that guy in world football and has only just turned 17. The Barcelona winger won Young Player of the Tournament and Euro 2024 and was well in contention for the main award. He’s already racked up 51 appearances for the Barcelona first team, we’re expecting a card similar to FIFA 18 Mbappe in terms of rating…

Olivia Smith - Liverpool’s new record signing was old enough to be included in Ultimate Team this year but was playing for Sporting CP who are unfortunately unlicensed. She was awarded Best Young Player in both the 2024 Gold Cup and Portugal's top flight last season where she scored 13 goals across 18 league games. 

Kenan Yildiz - Yildiz started 4 of Turkey’s 5 matches at Euro 2024 and has been impressive for Juventus across the 23/24 season. He’s contributed to 5 goals in just under 1,000 minutes mainly featuring from the bench.

Vitor Roque - This won’t be the last Barcelona youngster to feature on our list, with Xavi handing out plenty of opportunities across the past season. The Brazilian managed to score twice towards the back end of the season, and just like Yildiz, these minutes mainly came from the bench (2 starts from 14). 

Endrick - Is Endrick Real Madrid’s new superstar? The Brazilian will link up with Los Blancos for the upcoming season after two successful seasons with Palmeiras. Spanish fans will already be familiar with the name as he scored against them in a friendly earlier this year. We’ve opted for a 76 rating, but expect to see this boosted heavily via Evolutions and Promo Cards. 

Lucas Beraldo - We promise this is the last of the Brazilians. Lucas Beraldo made the switch from Sao Paulo to Paris in January of this year, once again meaning it was too late to feature in FC 24. He’s been a solid addition next to Marquinhos in the back line and we expect a 76 rated for the defender in FC 25. 

Aleksandar Pavlovic - The 23/24 season was a breakout year for Pavlovic but it could have been even better. He was initially included in the German squad for Euro 2024 but had to pull out just days before due to tonsillitis. We’re sure he’ll feature in many more tournaments for the Germans, but a home tournament would have been a great way to top off his season. 

Fermin Lopez - Despite being 20 at the start of the season, and confirmed to be in Xavi’s plans for the upcoming season, Fermin Lopez was nowhere to be seen in FC 24 Ultimate Team. After 42 appearances for Barca this season, surely he can’t be missed out again?

Two more La Masia graduates feature in the final part of the list, one of whom has already left to join Chelsea. 

Pau Curbasi

Marc Guiu

Alfie Gilchrist

Ethan Mbappe

Ethan Nwaneri

Nothing is confirmed, these are just predictions based on age and their eligibility to now be included in Ultimate Team.

[azucarian]

I'm here to request, hello hehe. You heard about headcanons of toman's big sis but what about ((high schooler)) toman's younger sis? (1-2 years younger than them) 😄

I-I feel like a lot of people are gonna request second parts to this ✨✨✨ But hell yeah, let's go for it! I didn’t wholeheartedly understand what ages you wanted and assumed you wanted high school Toman characters?? I’m so sorry if I got that wrong hhhh

Age reference — Draken/Mikey (17) are in second year of high school, Takemichi/Chifuyu (16) are in first year of high school, Reader is in first year of middle school (13) also this is an AU where no one dies

Characters — Toman

FEMALE READER

Masterlist

✰ as a gang, toman isn’t too fussed about the ages of their members - the founding members of the gang were 12 when they first created the gang anyways, so what’s the big deal??

✰ you, however, are by far, their youngest member - and, on top of the stress of looking after the youngest member, you’re also a girl

✰ nothing sexist?? but they just feel a bigger, stronger urge to keep you safe

✰ draken was the one you pestered to join toman - literally you followed him to his high school every morning, and would hunt him down as soon as he left school until he offered to introduce you to mikey

✰ mikey? absolutely besotted - adores you with every fibre of his being <3

✰ tbh if your home life isn’t good at all, mikey and draken happily offer up their homes for you

✰ just a recommendation - probably don’t live with draken, the smell and sound of sex is really strong (it’s unsurprising, he lives at a literal brothel??)

✰ the two of them made sure you were actually able to protect yourself before allowing you to integrate into toman tho - you were 12 at the time so they didn’t wanna risk you getting seriously hurt with no way of defending yourself

✰ you’re a kick ass little kid tho ;))

✰ after that it’s smooth sailing - and the first members you meet are mitsuya, takemichi and chifuyu

✰ they’re the sweeter members and mikey thinks you’ll be a lot more comfortable with a warmer welcoming before introducing you to... the crazier ones

✰ surprisingly enough, you’re baji’s little firecracker - you match his energy so easily and the black haired boy literally throws you at people now

✰ “oi, little ankle biter, get ‘em” *yoink*

✰ you’re vicious, no one wants to mess with you HAH

✰ fire bombed a car with you once; will never do it again (got his ass handed to him by mikey, draken, mitsuya AND chifuyu - takemichi just cheering them on in the bg)

✰ chifuyu shows you ways to fight as a smaller person - because you’re young and quite short, he gives you tips and pointers on how to take down bigger people

✰ takemichi lowkey joins in because?? he wants to fight people too, and he’s short >:( he just doesn’t wanna be lonely tbh

✰ mitsuya introduces you to mana and luna - they aren’t much younger than you at the time anyways, so you can have a pretty decent convo with them

✰ he also packs your lunch for school bc your parents don’t and that really annoys him - you lowkey cried when he gave you a lunchbox

✰ “i-is this really mine?” cue teary puppy dog eyes

✰ “of course it is, give it to me after school everyday and i’ll make you lunch”

✰ hakkai literally just picks you up and dangles you in his arms like a 4 year old would do with a teddy bear

✰ “hakkai-san, please put me down” “no” “*sigh*”

✰ buys you loads of different accessories - earrings, hair ties, jewellery, etc.

✰ him and mitsuya are the ones who go with you to get your ears pierced, and they pay for it to be done too <3

✰ smiley and angry?? you’re suddenly their long lost, younger triplet - idfk

✰ angry is oddly clingy with you, and tbh you’re the same in return; you become the blue haired siblings rightful ‘protector’ against his older brother

✰ smiley takes you to arcades and gives you cool street clothes that he doesn’t fit into/doesn’t like anymore - like his old baseball caps, baggy jeans and even his baggy vintage tees

✰ koko kinda hates you at first; you’re the reason the toman funds are diminishing but... after a while he’s probably splurging the most to make you happy, he literally could not give a fuck that toman is now poor <33 look at you smile

✰ inui? loves you, protects you quietly, probably your best friend - you guys tinker with motorbikes together, and you always compliment him

✰ you call him “handsome” all the time and say he’s really pretty and his heart is so full <333

✰ the mizo middle boys are actually in toman at that point too and bruu you love them

✰ akkun and you kinda just,, stare at them with the disappointed parent look even though you’re a full 3 years younger it’s so funny

✰ you and takuya go on regular snack runs for everyone before meetings; the whole gang adore you both, certified babies <3

✰ yamagishi and you are overly hyper about delinquency - he’s the walking, talking delinquent Wiki and you’re his beloved assistant (you two are so fucking dramatic when explaining things istg)

✰ you and makoto? i’m ngl but he showed you a porn magazine once and now you’re banned from hanging out with each other (he’s nice tho, lots of head pats)

✰ emma, yuzuha and hinata are your protectors like?? they’re so angry at mikey when he accepts you into toman because - look at you, you’re a small girl how dare he-

✰ then they watch you kick ass during one of toman’s ambushes and zip, they haven’t got an opinion on it anymore

✰ they spice up your life with stereotypically “feminine” things bc?? get away from the men for a little bit babes

✰ overall, no one messes with you for several fuckin reasons

✰ 1) you’re toman’s little baby 2) you bite ankles, set cars on fire, headbutt people, know how to drop kick people twice your size, and you can literally fight even when you’re half conscious

✰ baby <3

[sebastianstangirl01]

Pushy

Title: Pushy

Pairing: Chris Evans x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: talk of pressure to have sex, language, attempted sexual assault, arguing, Chris being a protective dad.

Summary: Reader feels pressure by her boyfriend to have sex for the first time, not only in their relationship but her entire life. When she says no her boyfriend doesn’t react too well, Chris finds the reader shaking and crying when he gets home from the set of “Defending Jacob” and goes into protective dad mode.

Authors Note: This is my first writing, so please be nice! If you have any tips at all I would love to hear them, I’m always looking to improve!! I hope you all enjoy!❤️

Y/N= Your Name

Y/NN= Your Nickname

Please message me requests!!!

Readers Age is 17

High school relationships were difficult, especially when you are the daughter of Chris Evans. Everyone is always watching over your shoulder waiting for you to make a mistake.

Just as everyone claims Chris did.

Chris got his high school girl friend pregnant when they were 23. Normally that wouldn’t be such a big deal, 23 was definitely old enough to have a family.

But Chris was just starting to become famous and shine in the spotlight, everyone called Chris and his girlfriend irresponsible and that having a kid at his age would ruin his career.

Obviously Chris never listened to what people thought, he has always wanted to have a family and he was completely fine with having a baby at 23.

Y/N’s mother on the other hand, not so much.

She up and left the day she was released from the hospital after giving birth to Y/N never to be heard from again, leaving Chris to balance raising a baby all alone and the rise of his career.

Now, 17 years later if you were to ask Chris if he would change getting Y/N’s mother pregnant he always said no. That having Y/N was the greatest blessing of his life.

Being Chris’s daughter was a big responsibility and though she loved her dad more than anything in the world, she always wondered if she was enough.

Because of her dad working so much, though he always brought Y/N with him anywhere he filmed not wanting to leave her with anyone else. Y/N always thought that she needed some validation from a man she wanted someone of her own.

That’s when she met Jack Stone, the boy was the star quarterback of the football team and a total ladies man. At first Y/N wanted nothing to do with Jack’s womanizer attitude but eventually and after many many pleas she said yes to a date with him.

That was 7 months ago and the couple are the new it couple at school. The star quarterback and the daughter of a famous actor, everyone thought they were so perfect.

If only they looked past the curtains that were always drawn, keeping everyone from seeing the war brewing inside the house.

It was very well known that Jack was in no way shape or form a virgin. His sexcapades were published all over the school, but for Y/N it was different. She had never been with a boy like that before, sure she had done other things.

She’s 17 not a prude, but she had never went as far as having actual sex.

And it was obvious tonight that Jack was starting to loose his patients.

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Chris was stuck at the set of the show he was filming, meaning that he wouldn’t be home for a few hours. So Y/N did what any other teenage girl would have done, she invited Jack over.

Y/N was rushing around the living room making sure everything was in place, she had ordered some pizza and gotten Mtn. Dew which is both her and Jacks favorite drinks. Poor Dodger just laid on the couch watching the girl rush around, propping his head in his favorite Lion toy.

“Ok Dodge. Do you think he’ll like it?” Y/N asked sitting down next to the furry friend

Obviously Dodger didn’t answer, but he moved his head so it was laying on her lap making Y/N smile and pet his soft fur.

“I think so too.“ Y/N said kissing his snout

Suddenly the doorbell rang making Dodger pop his head up and growl in defense.

“It’s ok, it’s just Jack.” Y/N said patting his head as she got up from the couch

She opened the door and smiled at her boyfriend, who only gave her a small one back.

“Hey babe, come on in. I ordered us some pizza.” Y/N smiled holding the door open wider

“Great.” Jack nodded stepping into the house

“Dad won’t be back for a while, so I just figured we could hang out and watch a movie or two.” Y/N shrugged sitting back down on the couch

Dodger could be seen walking out of the living room and into the kitchen where his water and food bowl is, his toy lion being dragged by his side.

“You sure all you want to do is watch movies?” Jack asked with a smirk sitting next to her and putting his arm around her shoulder making Y/N shift uncomfortably

“I’m sure, so which do you want to pick first. I know you like Remember the Titans and Rookie of the Year.” Y/N said leaning forward and grabbing the remote

Jack sighed in frustration and took his arm off her shoulder, reaching down for a piece of pizza.

“I don’t care, either is fine I guess.” Jack said before taking a bite

“Ok, I think Rookie of the Year first because it’s funny. Then if dad isn’t back we can watch Remember the Titans.” Y/N said scrolling over to the movie

“Great.” Jack sighed

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As time had passed Y/N noticed Jack had been getting more and more touchy. It started with him wrapping his arm around her shoulder, which was nothing new but the way he did it and jerked her into his side felt different.

It wasn’t as soft and loving as normal, it was rough and needy.

As the movie played Jack started moving his hands other places, settling on her cheek and her inner thighs. Y/N would occasionally shift uncomfortably but that only made Jack grip onto her tighter.

“Is everything alright?” Y/N asked when she felt Jack start to pepper kisses on her neck

“What do you mean? Of course everything is alright, what am I not allowed to kiss my girlfriend anymore?” Jack asked in a agitated tone

“You don’t have to get so upset, I was just asking. You seemed to be frustrated with me earlier and now your all over me.” Y/N said

“My bad for actually wanting to touch my girlfriend.” Jack said

“I don’t care if you touch me or not, but this feels different Jack. It feels like there some ulterior motives.” Y/N said

“And what if there are?” Jack asked leaning forward to capture her lips with his

Y/N jerked back in surprise when Jack’s lips touched hers, the kiss was nothing like the ones they had shared before. This one was rough and hungry. Jack’s hands moved all around Y/N’s body making her squirm uncomfortably, but Jack just pushed her back with his weight so she was now laying against the couch with Jack on top of her.

Y/N could feel her chest tighten with panic as Jacks hands made their way underneath her shirt and gravitated towards her chest. She tried to use her hands to push him off her, but he grabbed them both in one hand and held them above her head.

Compared to Jack, Y/N’s strength was nothing. She was smaller around 5’7 and 110 pounds while Jack was 6’4 and 230 pounds. It was easy for him to overpower her. Jack broke the kiss between them and started trailing kisses down her neck.

“Jack! Jack stop!” Y/N exclaimed wiggling underneath him

“You owe me this Y/N. We’ve been together for 7 months and you haven’t let me fuck you yet, it’s ridiculous!” Jack exclaimed getting off Y/N who immediately scrambled off the couch standing across the room behind one of the chairs.

“You knew that I don’t want to have sex Jack. You knew this for months, it’s not something that I just want to rush into.” Y/N said

“It’s been 7 months. How are you not ready?” Jack asked fuming

“Well for one, I refuse to be just another notch on your belt of sluts you hooked up with before we got together. And two, if your going to react like this when I tell you I don’t want to have sex and try to force me into it then I’m definitely not going to trust you with my body!” Y/N exclaimed

“You know what, fuck you Y/N! I only got with you anyway to see how long it would take for me to be able to fuck superstar actor Chris Evans’s little princess. Your not worth it, we’re done.” Jack said before storming out of the house and slamming the door shut making Y/N flinch.

Y/N was in shock, Jack only wanted to be with her for sex. Did he ever really love her?

Millions of questions ran through her head as she sat back down on the couch, she didn’t even notice she was crying until a tear drop fell onto her hand. Y/N curled up on the couch and cried.

She felt Dodger jump up on to the couch beside her and nudge her with his snout, making a whining noise like he knew she was upset.

Y/N just opened her arms and Dodger climbed into her lap allowing Y/N to wrap her arms around the dog hiding her face in his fur as Dodger licked her face hoping to make his “sister�� feel better.

Y/N was too lost in her own thoughts to notice the door opening and the concerned face of Chris when he saw his daughter curled up sobbing on the couch. He quickly closed the door behind him and walked over to the couch sitting in front of Y/N and grabbing her hand.

Y/N jumped and looked up seeing her dads worried gaze, she gently pushed Dodger off her lap and moved forwards so she was curled up on Chris’s lap, he wrapped his arms in a protective hold around his daughters body and placed soothing kissed on the top of her head.

“What’s wrong honey?” Chris asked bringing his hand up to gently wipe the tears off Y/N’s face

“Jack broke up with me.” Y/N hiccuped as she tried to control her tears

“What? He broke up with you? Why?” Chris asked confused, from what he knew they both really liked each other

“I can’t tell you it’s weird.” Y/N shook her head

“Y/NN, you can tell me anything. It won’t be weird I promise, but if something has you this torn up then I need to know.” Chris said

“For a few months Jacks been trying to get me to do stuff.” Y/N said looking down

“What stuff?“ Chris asked confused

“You know… sex stuff.” Y/N said

“Oh.” Chris mumbled, not wanting to think about his baby having sex. “And did anything ever happen.”

“No! God no! I didn’t want to and I told him that, I guess he just though that the longer we were together it would change my mind. Tonight he came over to watch some movies, and started kissing me and pinned me to the couch. I kept on telling him to stop and he wouldn’t, he had both my arms pinned. But then he let go of them and I started to push him away and he just stopped and got really mad and yelled at me and said the only reason he was with me was so he could and I quote ‘fuck superstar actor Chris Evan’s little princess’ then he told me we were done and left.” Y/N explained as she felt Chris tense underneath her and hold her tighter.

“Are you hurt?” Chris asked

“No, I’m just upset. I didn’t think he was like that Dad.” Y/N said

“Well he’s not worth it. If he’s going to make you feel like you are obligated to do anything with him just because he’s your boyfriend then he’s not the guy for you. He’s lucky that I can’t track him down and beat his ass for treating you like this.” Chris said making Y/N chuckle

Chris was always the cool and fun dad. But when Y/N was in trouble Y/N would always say he turned into Steve Rogers, no one got away with hurting his family.

“And because of what happened I will overlook you having a boy over when I’m not home. But don’t let it happen again.” Chris said making Y/N nod

“I won’t. I love you dad.” Y/N said wrapping her arms around his waist

“I love you more.” Chris smiled

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[mochegato]

Even the Losers

Chapter 17

Chapter 1     Chapter 16

Marinette shook her head and tried to hide her giggles. Red Robin had to have thought he was being discrete, right?  Unless he was intentionally making himself known as a way to intimidate any more rogues from trying to get to her.  He was discrete enough that the average person probably wouldn’t notice him, but anyone paying attention, looking for him, would see him easily.

She waited until he was looking down at her again and waved at him.  He smiled and waved back before blushing, shaking his head, and motioning for her to continue. Marinette grinned and looked back at the map on her phone.  The restaurant Jason chose was around here somewhere.  One of the places he just ended up at a lot, he said.  Low key and cozy, exactly the kind of place she needed right now.

After that, he said he was planning on following her around for the rest of the day.  He’d said it in a joking tone, but she knew there was nothing joking about his intent.  He would be shadowing her for the rest of the day. He couldn’t hide the gravity behind the statement.  He couldn’t mask the concerned questions, no matter how casually he tried to play them off. The insistence on seeing her apartment, make sure the view was good enough and the kitchen was stocked enough. The way he casually suggested she teach him how to make a baked good she liked.  

Honestly, she was shocked he let her walk there on her own, but he said he’d be have eyes on her anyway.  She looked back up at Red Robin with a smile.  Clearly, he wasn’t kidding.  White lensed eyes.  The smile quickly morphed into a frown when she couldn’t see him.  He hadn’t been hidden this whole time, so where was he now? She squeaked and whirled around into a fighting stance when she heard someone land behind her.  She barely had time to put her hands down before Red Robin was standing next to her, his hand on her shoulder while he looked around, eyes sharp and calculating.

Marinette followed his lead and scanned the crowd. In lieu of knowing what she was looking for, she kept her eye out for anything that seemed out of place. Everything looked normal though. Nothing seemed suspicious.  There were a few people throwing them odd looks, but nothing that seemed hostile or calculating, instead it seemed more curious and fearful of what having a vigilante dropping down in the middle of the night meant for them.

Red Robin turned back to face her.  “Let’s get you somepl…” his hand went up to his ear. “Shit!”

Marinette’s eyes widened in fear.  “What happened?  Did someone get hurt?”

Red Robin’s eyes looked around them again and narrowed at one of the buildings.  He moved his arm to her back and firmly pushed her toward the building. “Nobody is hurt.”

She looked at him doubtfully.  “But…”

“There’s just an issue that needs attention, but nobody has been hurt,” he assured her, looking down briefly to meet her eyes.

Marinette nodded uncertainly, not feeling calmer with his reassurance.  She couldn’t see his eyes past the white filters to gauge his sincerity, and it was unsettling.  “So my friend and brother, my… the Waynes, they’re… nobody is hurt?”

Red Robin paused almost imperceptibly.  If she hadn’t become used to his constant pressure on her back, she wouldn’t have noticed.  He looked back down at her as they walked, the tense muscles in his face softened considerably.  “They’re all safe.  Your friend and brother and family.  They’re all safe.  I promise. I just need to go assist someone, but I don’t want to leave you alone.”

Marinette raised an eyebrow at him.  “I can defend myself you know.”

Red Robin gave her a deadpan expression. She’s sure if he didn’t have a mask, he’d have his own eyebrow raised at her.  “After last night, you can understand that we and your family are a bit concerned and perhaps a bit overprotective just right now.”

Marinette rolled her eyes with a sigh but didn’t fight him.  “So you’re going to, what?  Hide me in some abandoned office until everything blows over?  That sounds safe.”

Red Robin huffed out a laugh.  “Absolutely safe.  That is our standard approach.  I’m glad you understand how we operate.”  He gave her a look she couldn’t quite decipher with his mask in the way.  “No.  I think your family would hunt me down if I did something so reckless with you.  They’re quite protective, you know?”  

Marinette opened her mouth to say something but shut it quickly.  He was a stranger.  There was absolutely no reason to get into her family dynamics with him.  “No,” he continued, oblivious to her uncertainty. “I’m going to stash you with someone we know we can trust.”

Marinette looked up at him with narrowed eyes.  “A babysitter.”

The corners of Red Robin’s mouth quirked up. “Well, if you’re going to whine like a baby…” he teased.

Marinette gasped dramatically.  “If you want whining, I can show you whining.  I grew up with the most spoiled brat in existence.  I can give new meaning to the word.”  Red Robin actually laughed as he opened the door to the business.  “You know, I’m supposed to meet my… um… br… brother,” she stuttered over the word.  “Jason’s going to wonder about me.”

Red Robin cringed slightly.  “You should probably text him.  It isn’t a good idea for you to go out until this is resolved.” Marinette nodded and shot a text off to Jason letting him know she was okay and Red Robin was putting her somewhere safe for a bit.

They heard movement from the building, finally drawing Marinette’s attention to the business they had gone into.  “Can I help… T… Red Robin?  Marinette?” Roy asked pushing out from behind a motorcycle with its transmission in his hands.

“Hey, I was hoping you could watch Marinette while I take care of something.  You’re a friend with the Waynes right?” Red Robin asked pointedly.

Roy stared at him for a few seconds before realization set in.  “Yeah. Yeah, we’re like fam…” he looked over to Marinette, “well, not family family.  But, uh, yeah.”

Red Robin cocked his head to the side and pursed his lips.  “No, I’m pretty sure you are con…” he was cut off by something in his com.  He paused for a moment to listen before turning back to Roy with what Marinette was pretty sure was supposed to be a glare.  “I’m trusting you,” he growled.  “There’s some madness going on.”

Roy’s face turned serious and he gave him a determined nod.  “I’ll protect her.  Go.”

Red Robin looked between them for a second then nodded and took off.  Roy and Marinette watched him leave for a second before turning back to each other. Marinette gave him a shy smile. “Hi,” she waved sheepishly. “Sorry to just drop in on you like this.”

Roy gave her a welcoming smile and motioned to the garage bay.  “Not at all. I guess you’re just visiting sooner than we anticipated.  Can’t say I’m upset at all.”  He moved some parts off of a stool and motioned toward it for her to sit.  “I should say sorry that you have to hunker down here. You definitely look like you were going somewhere a bit nicer.”

Marinette looked down at her outfit analytically, a blood red, long-sleeved blouse, black skinny jeans, and black heeled boots. She’d wanted to wear ladybug colors after the previous night in the Riddler’s facility and the Wayne dining room. Ladybug colors always reminded her of the strongest, most resilient parts of herself.  She looked back up at him, her eyes catching on the coat rack behind him.  “Excuse you. All I need is that jacked over there and I’d fit right in.  In fact, I’d match your baby.”

Roy looked to where she was looking, seeing his black leather jacket hanging up.  He blushed slightly at the idea of her wearing his jacket.  He could picture it on her, the jacket hanging loosely off of her significantly smaller frame, her clinging to him as they rode on his bike… He looked back at her with a soft look. “And you would still be too classy to be here.”

Marinette pouted at him.  “You say that like I don’t fit in.”  She didn’t want to say the ‘with you’ that was running through her head.  Did he think she wouldn’t fit with him?  “I can fit. I can even be helpful.”

Roy shook his head.  “No, not at all just…”  He motioned to his own clothes, an old tee, stained jeans, and a backwards ball cap that was just as stained with grease as his jeans, and then motioned to her.

Marinette looked between the two of them and grinned. “You underestimate my ability to get dirty.  Give me a few minutes and I’ll be as dirty as you.”

Roy’s eyes snapped to the wrench in his hand. Based on the complete lack of amusement or sultriness in her eyes, she did not at all realize what she just said. He took a few seconds, it may have been minutes, to calm his heart and mind.  “Okay, how about you prove it?”

Marinette raised an eyebrow at him.  “Prove what?”

“That you can be helpful.  Roll up those sleeves and help me with this engine.”  He motioned to the transmission on the workbench next to her.  “I can also get you some coveralls so your outfit won’t get dirty if you prefer.” He looked back at her with an amused glint in his eyes.  “They’ll be a bit big on you…”  Marinette narrowed her eyes at him but his eyes danced with even more amusement at her reaction.  “Since you’re so litt…”

“You know what…” she cut him off, standing to get in his personal space.  She stared up at him, her eyes meeting his for a moment before her cheeks burst into color.  She looked away and cleared her throat.  After a second to recover, she motioned to the transmission as she rolled up her sleeves. “Just tell me what you’re doing and how I can help.”

Roy grinned and twirled the wrench in his hand. “Yes, ma’am.”  

He leaned over the transmission and started loosening one of the nuts holding the piece together.  His hand faltered for a fraction of a second when Marinette leaned next to him, close enough for him to feel her breath as she let out a sigh, close enough to feel her body heat.  Close enough he could easily wrap his arms around her and pull her against him.  He had to tighten his hands to keep them from reaching over.

He took a breath to focus.  Now was not the time.  She had just been kidnapped and people could take a bit of time to recover from something like that, especially considering the things she had said about having a breakdown.  He flicked his eyes over to her trying to assess how she was doing.  Her eyes were intently watching his hands as they moved around the transmission.  They were sharp and her body seemed to be relaxing the longer she watched him work.  If he didn’t know better, he’d never know she had been kidnapped and threatened the night before.

She looked up at him questioningly when his hands stilled as he analyzed her.  He gave her a small smile and motioned toward the tool box.  “Um… I need… Can you, um, get me the, um… 5/16th wrench, please?” he stuttered.

Marinette jumped up to search through the wrenches in the box.  She frowned, her lip jutting out as she searched.  “I don’t see it here.  Is there somewhere else it could be?”

Roy’s face scrunched as he tried to remember where else he might have used it.  He’d been working on the bike almost all day.  He looked back at the motorcycle trying to remember what he had done with it. He was broken from his concentration by Marinette’s light giggle.  He looked over to her with a raised brow.  

Marinette looked away quickly, another blush on her cheeks.  She followed where his line of sight had been and searched around the motorcycle, focusing her energy on her search for the wrench instead of the adorable face he made when he was concentrating and the way his nose wrinkled up in thought and his lips quirked to the side.  After a minute of looking she shook her head and held her empty hands out for him to see.

“Any other ideas?” she asked as she came back over to her stool.

Roy sighed deeply and scanned the workbench. He had a backup set of wrenches, but he knew he had used that one recently.  It couldn’t have gone too far. His attention was brought back to Marinette when she giggled again, her giggles turning into full blown laughter.  He gave her a confused look which made her laugh louder.  She reached over the workbench, almost climbing onto it to grab the wrench that was behind the transmission.  She held the wrench out to him triumphantly with a smug, teasing smile on her lips.

Roy fought choking on air at the sight of her climbing onto his workbench and all the images that immediately flooded into his mind involving that particular scenario, especially in his jacket… and nothing else.  He took the wrench, hoping she believed the blush he knew was on his cheek was from embarrassment rather than where his thoughts had gone.  “Thanks,” he managed to mutter out.

“Anytime,” she grinned back.  “See?” she motioned to herself.  “Helpful.”

Roy chuckled and shook his head fondly. “Guess I’ll have to keep you around then.”

Marinette chuckled and let her focus settle back on the part he was working on.  She watched his hands move effortlessly and confidently over the pieces.  “Flathead screwdriver,” he asked, holding out his hand for her.  She quickly grabbed one and slapped it in his hand like he was a surgeon.  He looked up at her with a grin.  “Thanks, nurse.”

Marinette shook her head and let her gaze pass over the garage bay.  She quirked her head to the side when her eyes settled on a bow leaning up against the wall by the door.  “What’s with the bow?”

Roy’s head jerked up.  His eyes immediately found his bow and quiver.  He looked back at her with an almost natural smile. “Oh, I just… like to shoot.”

“It’s yours?” she asked perking up.

“Yeah… I just pulled it out… recently.”  His eyes flicked to the cut on her cheek quickly before returning to the transmission.

Marinette looked back at the bow.  “That sounds fun.  I always wanted to learn.  How did you learn?”

Roy’s eyes took on a far off look and a sentimental smile spread on his lips.  “My father, my adopted father.”

“Oliver?” Marinette asked, confusion clear in her voice as she tried to reconcile the sentimental smile with his description in the bar.

“Ah, so you know,” Roy said quietly, eyes suddenly in focus and pointed at the transmission.

Marinette gave him a sympathetic smile.  “Sorry.  Damian… he um… thought I knew,” she stuttered out.  She really didn’t want to get into that conversation right now.  She was sure Roy would be upset and it was just something she wanted to leave between her and Damian, not someone else.  “He just mentioned it yesterday.”

Roy nodded and flicked his eyes up to her for a second, gauging her reaction, waiting for the questions.  There were always questions.  Questions about Oliver, questions about their relationship, questions about their money.  The exact combination might change but they were always there.  “Sorry for bringing it up,” she said quietly.

Roy shook his head, with a small smile.  “No.  It isn’t your fault.  No not Oliver.  It was before Oliver.  My birth father died saving me from a forest fire and a man named Brave Bow adopted me. He raised me.  He was a really good man.  He taught me how to be a good person and how to shoot… and just about everything else I know.”

The smile on Roy’s face made Marinette smile too. “He sounds like a good father.”

Roy nodded.  “He was,” he said quietly.  He looked over at her hesitantly before focusing back on the piece he was working on. “How are you feeling?”

Marinette quirked her head to the side.  “Feeling?  Not as useful as I could be.  A burden on you more than a help, if I’m being honest,” she shrugged.

Roy snorted.  “Sorry, I’ll try to get you to do more of my work for me.”  He sent her a smirk that got an eye roll out of her.  “And I would never call you a burden.  In fact, I’d fight to keep you nearby,” he added quietly, no longer meeting her eyes.  He tried to focus on the transmission but he could feel her eyes on him, making it impossible to think of anything else.  

After a few seconds he cleared his throat.  “I mean after,” he motioned toward her face, his hand still grasping the gear he had just removed.  “How are you handling it?  The Riddler’s no joke.”

Marinette scoffed and picked up a wrench.  She spun it in her hand as a distraction while she spoke.  “He really isn’t.  I didn’t find him funny at all.”  Roy gave her a flat look and returned to working on the part, letting her decide to continue discussing it or not.  “How did you know?” she asked quietly.

“He broadcast it to all Gotham.  Everybody knows.  Everybody saw you deliver the verbal smack down of the century,” he grinned at her.  “It was inspiring.  You were amazing.”

“I was pissed is what I was,” she grumbled.  She looked away and sighed, running her hand over her face and grimacing when she accidentally touched her cut.  “I forgot everyone would see that.”

She stared at the wrench as she twirled it in her hands.  She knew the Waynes probably knew she was taken.  She’d called Jason to let him know she was fine, but had pretended she had to go talk to the police and cut the call short.  She really didn’t want to talk to them after the scene at dinner. She didn’t want to have the conversations she knew they were going to want to have.  She just wanted to move on.  It didn’t have anything to do with them, especially the kids.  It was her past, one they had no way of knowing about and no way of helping with.  There was no reason to hash through it all again.

But she hadn’t realized they would get to see the full video.  She frowned at the thought.  She’d said so much while she was yelling and she couldn’t remember what all she had said. It was a moment of weakness that now the entire city, possibly the world now knew about.  Thankfully she was positive she didn’t mention anything about the miraculous so to anyone watching she would have looked like any other normal, non-miraculous wielding person.

And on top of it all, she wasn’t sure if she was grateful or upset that M. Wayne hadn’t reached out to see if she was alright. All of the kids had even Lucius had, but not him… or Alfred.  After the way she left, he might not feel like he’s allowed to.  But still… he hadn’t bothered to check on her at all.

She looked up with a weak smile.  “Guess I’ve truly experienced Gotham now.”

Roy grimaced.  “Sorry about that.”  He watched her as she seemed to work through her feelings on the matter, going from annoyed to hurt.  He returned his attention to the engine part.  “I think I need to start calling you Fire Flower.”

Marinette looked up at him curiously.  “Fire Flower?”

“Yeah,” he looked up briefly with a spark in his eyes. “It’s like a fire cracker, but cuter. More impressive to look at.” Marinette blushed and looked down, accidentally dropping the wrench she had been playing with.  Roy grinned widely at her before focusing back on his work. “You sure you feel safe?” he asked, still focusing on the engine.

Marinette nodded.  “I have Adrien and Max.  We might not look like we can protect ourselves, but we’re pretty good at it.” Actually incredibly well.  She was possibly the best protected person in the world right now, but he didn’t have any way of knowing that.

“I’m actually pretty surprised Adrien isn’t with you right now or Max.”  He looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

Marinette nodded.  “You’re not wrong.  They would be but Max just started work and couldn’t really take a day off immediately and Adrien had a job interview in Metropolis today.  And this is the one he’s really excited about.  I was supposed to go with him and check out Metropolis, but then I wouldn’t have had anyone with me while he was in the interview and that made them a bit too nervous.  Here at least they know I have the bats following me at all times so, they were pretty confident I was safe.”

“The bats are keeping an eye on you, huh?” Roy asked with a secretive grin.

Marinette nodded.  “I’m not sure if they’re trying to be subtle, but yeah.  I don’t know what kind of relationship they have with the Waynes. They mentioned… the bats certainly act like they talk a lot and know each other well.”

Roy froze for a second.  Well, they certainly weren’t being as discrete as they normally are, it would seem.  Although after last night, he could imagine they were pretty flustered.  He had been and she was just an acquaintance to him. He wanted it to be more but… that wasn’t the point.  But at this rate, she was going to figure it out before they told her and he didn’t imagine that going well for them.  “So you’ve caught them a few times?”

“Caught is a liberal term for it.  Is it catching if they aren’t really hiding?  I think Red Robin might have been trying… maybe, but Batman was on our balcony, standing vigil all night last night.”

Roy glanced over for a second.  “Batman was watching over your apartment last night?”

Marinette nodded.  “Markov said he was there until Red Robin took over some time around breakfast.”

Roy paused for a few seconds then tapped the screwdriver against the workbench.  “And… Bruce? Did Bruce check in on you?”

Marinette looked away and licked her lips before pursing them.  She twisted the wrench around a few more times, focusing entirely on that, not meeting Roy’s eyes.  “No,” she finally said in a falsely calm voice.  “I… I didn’t…  Dinner didn’t go so well.”

Roy moved closer to her until he was close enough to reach her comfortably but still gave her space so he wasn’t crowding her. He ducked his head to try to meet her eyes.  She yielded quickly and met his eyes.  “He’s worried about you.  I guarantee you he is.  He’s just… shit at emotions and reading a room.  

“If you guys fought, I promise you he isn’t less worried about you, he’s just afraid that seeing him or hearing from him will upset you more.  I promise you he’s finding out everything he can about how you are from anyone that will tell him.  He cares. Your fight didn’t push him away. He’s just a fucking idiot.  And an asshole, so there’s like a 97% chance if you did fight, it was his fault.  And he probably knows that, just not how to make it up to you.”

Marinette huffed out a laugh despite her eyes suddenly turning glassy. “I don’t need him to make it up, just… it’s not even his fault.  It was mine really.”  She fiddled with the wrench in her hands, testing the strength, trying to bend it, focusing on that as if it was the most interesting thing in the room.

“I doubt it.”  He sighed and readjusted his cap as he tried to come up with the right words.  “I’ve found that when bad things happen at the manor it’s almost always because Bruce was being a controlling little bitch.”  Instead of laughing, she frowned at the wrench. Right, calling her father, she’s trying to connect to a ‘controlling little bitch’ probably isn’t really helping. He sighed and looked back up trying to figure out how to remove the frown.  It didn’t look right on her face.  She should be smiling.  Always. “Do you want a hug?”

Marinette finally looked up from the wrench in surprise.  After a second she gave him a weak smile and shook her head, returning her focus to the wrench.  “I’m fine.”

Roy lightly placed his hand on the wrench to stop its motion. “That’s not what I asked,” he said gently.

She blinked at him a few times before a smirk quirked her lips up. “I mean… I’m not going to object to a handsome man wrapping his arms around me,” she answered slyly, throwing his words from days earlier back at him.  Roy grinned and wrapped his arms around her, gently at first but holding her tighter as the hug went on.  His arms were strong and reassuring, giving a sense of warmth and safety and Marinette quickly found herself melting into his embrace.  She nuzzled into his chest and dear God, she could feel his muscles moving through his shirt with every minute movement.

She tried to hide her frown when he pulled away after a few minutes. But, it turned into a smile when he stopped after a few inches, just enough to look down at her.  Roy smiled softly and rubbed her cheek with his thumb a few times.  Marinette leaned into his hand, captivated by the feel of his hand on her face.  He started to lean down but jumped away with the sound of clattering right next to them.  Roy moved in front of her, caging her in behind him as he looked for the source of the sound.

Marinette grimaced and leaned down to pick up the wrench that had slipped through her fingers when she was looking at Roy.  He chuckled awkwardly and moved back to his transmission. He started working on it again a lot slower than he had been before.  His hands were shaking slightly.  He could still feel the traces of her on his fingers and around his chest, trilling through him.  “Can you… um… the.  Can you hand me the Phillips head, please?” he stuttered, unable to get his mind settled.

Marinette stared at him for a few seconds, her cheeks still bright red, as her mind tried to kick back into gear.  She looked at the tools in the toolbox and back to him. “Is… that’s a tool, not like a horror movie thing, right?”

Roy blinked a few times before breaking out in laughter.  Marinette smiled at his laughter, beyond grateful for the change of topic.  “The one with the cross for a head,” he said motioning toward the screwdrivers.

“Oh,” Marinette nodded in understanding. “Tournevis cruciform,” she muttered to herself as she searched through the tools for the right screwdriver. “Americans and their naming things.”

Roy grinned at her outrage.  “And what do you call it?  The cross screwdriver.” he teased.

“That is literally what it translates to,” she deadpanned.

Roy puckered his lips in an attempt at keeping a smile off his lips and make his annoyed wrinkled brow more believable.  “Oh, well I bow to your superior naming capabilities,” he snarked with a fake bow.

Marinette nodded graciously and passed the screwdriver to him.  “Thank you. That’s all I ask.”

Roy laughed and returned to the transmission, pretending like he could focus on that instead of the kiss they almost had. Marinette watched, almost transfixed as he moved the gears synchronously on the transmission, creating intricate and ever changing patterns.  She pulled her sketchbook and pencil out to capture a sudden idea.

“The wrench?” Roy called out, not looking up from the transmission.  He held out his hand and waited for a few seconds before adding, “Please?”  He waited a little longer before repeating it a bit louder.  “Wrench, please?”  He finally looked up when she still hadn’t handed it to him.  “Marinette?”  He looked over to her concerned.  His face immediately softened when he saw her.

Marinette’s face was frozen in intense concentration on her sketchbook as she drew confidently and without hesitation.  She held the sketchbook out and tilted it slightly. She narrowed her eyes at it and tilted it a different way.  Her mouth curved into a satisfied smirk before she added in more details and notes. Her eyes lit up with inspiration, bright and clear.  She shook her head to get a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, hands too busy committing her inspiration to paper to waste time with such trivialities.  Roy shook his head, mentally berating himself for having backed off before.  She had been right there and leaning toward him.  Maybe Jason and Dick… and Tim and Damian, were right.  He was an idiot.

Before Roy realized what he was doing, he had reached out to tuck it behind her ear, being careful to avoid her cut as his fingers brushed her face.  Marinette jumped at the unexpected contact.  She looked up at him wide eyed but a sheepish look quickly overtook her expression. She looked down in embarrassment, but that only pressed her face further into Roy’s hand, which made her embarrassed blush deepen but not due to embarrassment this time.  “Sorry.  Did you need a tool?”

Roy shook his head.  He smiled and moved his hand slightly so it was cupping her face this time.  “It’s fine. I was enjoying watching you get caught up in inspiration.”

Marinette looked down again and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right.  It is probably the most embarrassing face.”

Roy smiled softly at her, his eyes shining with sincerity and fondness.  “No. It wasn’t.  It was cute.”  He took a step closer to her and leaned a bit closer, more intimately.  “I wouldn’t mind seeing it more.”

“More of my too distracted to pay attention to you face?” she smirked and leaned closer to him.

“Any version of your face you’ll let me see. Although I would prefer to see it with fewer cuts,” he frowned at the cut on her cheek as he rubbed a soothing line just below the bruise that had formed around the cut.  He leaned closer to examine the cut until his lips were centimeters from her cheek.  He flicked his eyes to her half lidded ones and leaned to close the distance.

“Hey, guys!” Dick boomed as he came into the room. Marinette and Roy jumped apart, or rather Roy jumped away and Marinette straightened up on the stool, grabbing the workbench to keep from falling off.  “Sorry I’m late.  And sorry I’m here instead of Jason.  He got… caught up in the attack.  Not personally!” he rushed to assure Marinette when her eyes widened and body stiffened.  “I meant he’s dealing with the fallout.  Jason is fine.  He’d just be really, really late and asked if I could come over here instead.  If that’s okay.”

Marinette nodded, but her eyes were still slightly widened.  “Of course. But you’re sure Jason’s okay?”

“Absolutely,” Dick shot her a charming smile.  “He’s just going to need a bit of time to deal with things,” he lied smoothly.  He looked between Marinette and Roy with narrowed eyes and moved between them as he hugged Marinette.  “He really, really wanted to be here with you today.  I think he’s planning on attaching himself to you tomorrow though.”

Marinette chuckled lightly.  “That’s okay.  We’ll have fun doing something.”  Her face suddenly sobered.  “Oh, no, wait.  I have lunch with Duke and Cass tomorrow.  I mean… I think I have lunch with them.  We had planned it, but that was before…” she trailed off, not wanting to go into detail at all, but especially in front of Roy.

“I’m sure you still do,” Dick assured her.  “They’re probably just waiting to get confirmation from you in case the last few days were a bit much and you wanted a break.”

“No!” Marinette exclaimed.  “No.  I’ll text them.  Thanks.”

“But I get you for tonight.  How do you feel about a movie marathon?” he grinned widely, already planning a full night’s marathon with her, Adrien, and Max.  She had to love Disney movies, right?  Who didn’t love Disney movies?

“I like movies,” Roy chirped with a teasing grin.

“No,” he answered sharply.  He turned back to Marinette with a mock sympathetic smile. “You must have been so bored here.”

Roy narrowed his eyes back at him but Marinette jumped up to defend Roy.  “Not at all. It was interesting watching him working on the bike.  I got some good inspiration too.”

Roy raised a pointed eyebrow at him with a smug grin.  “Motorcycles remind her of her grandmother.”

Dick looked back at Marinette who was looking back at Roy with a surprised expression.  “Good memory.”

“I remember important things,” he shrugged.

Dick glared at him.  “Uh huh.  But not to check if things are loaded.”  He looked back at Marinette.  “You’ve got something just there,” he motioned to the cheek Roy had stroked earlier. “You might want to get that grease off.”

“Oh!” Marinette exclaimed grabbing her cheek, almost succeeding in covering the blush that flushed on her cheeks.  “Do you have a bathroom I can use?”

Roy nodded and motioned toward the bathroom. “Just right over there.”

As soon as the door closed, Dick punched Roy’s shoulder.  Roy frowned at him.  “What?”

“What the Hell are you doing?” Dick hissed and motioned toward the bathroom.

“What?” Roy answered rubbing his shoulder.  At least it was just Dick.  If it was Jason, he’d be rubbing his jaw right now.  “Tim dropped her off here.  What was I supposed to do?  Ignore her?”

“You were supposed to not hit on her,” he grumbled.

“That’s just unreasonable,” Roy rolled his eyes and leaned back against the workbench.  He motioned to the bathroom.  “Have you met her? She’s smart and sassy and really sweet.  She's funny and obviously gorgeous.  Who doesn’t want to hit on her?”

“Yeah.  I’ve met her. Didn’t hit on her.” Dick let out a long suffering sigh. “Jesus, Roy!  I’ve had her as a sister for like a week.  I don’t want to lose her because I’m in jail for killing you.”

“You’re her brother, you don’t count in the hitting on her count.  And please,” Roy scoffed, “you’re too good to go to jail for it.”

“True.  Just…” he narrowed his eyes at him and pointed at him threateningly, “if you mess around and hurt her… I’ll choose her over you.  And I won’t forget to load the magazines and Jason will be more than happy to use them.”

“That’s hurtful,” Roy groused.  “One time.  I forgot to load the magazines one time.”

“Yeah, in the middle of a mission!” Dick whisper hissed.

“You survived,” Roy shrugged.  “Stop being such a baby.  But I get it.  I’d choose her over me too.  Or you. But if you were going to kill anyone for hurting her, Riddler wouldn’t still be alive… or Bruce.”

Dick pursed his lips at the reminder of how Bruce had treated Marinette, of everything that had come up the night before. His anger quickly deflating.  He looked toward the bathroom, his eyes softening. They really needed to work harder to support her, to assure her they weren’t holding her at arm’s length. Maybe talk to Bruce about telling her the truth.  That seemed like the only possible way to salvage this.  “How does she seem to be doing?”

Roy shrugged and watched the bathroom door to make sure she wouldn’t walk in on the conversation.  “Actually doesn’t seem too bothered by the Riddler incident.  She’s more anxious about the family knowing.” He pursed his lips and picked up a transmission piece, pretending to examine it.  “Bruce hasn’t said anything or made any attempts as far as she knows.”

Dick sighed and massaged his temples.  “That should surprise me more than it does.” He let out a heavy sigh.  “Last night… dinner didn’t… some things came out that Bruce didn’t know.  Things she had to go through.  He’s beating himself up over it.  Too ashamed to talk to her.”

Roy sighed and shook his head.  Bruce was going to lose her before he even had her at this point.  “That have anything to do with why she’s so unaffected by having been taken captive by one of the most dangerous rogues in Gotham?” Dick’s resigned sigh was enough confirmation for him.  “Fuck,” he grumbled.  “She thinks it’s her fault he doesn’t want to bother with her anymore.”

“Damn it,” Dick grumbled, drawing out the words in frustration.  He ran his hand over his face and collapsed on the stool she had been on earlier.  “Good to know.  Thanks.”

Roy nodded and threw the part back on the workbench.  “How’s Jay doing?”

“He’ll be okay.  Tim got there in time to stop him from going too far, but he’s going to need a few hours, maybe the night to let the Pit Madness recede.  And I think he’s really nervous about showing any part of that to Marinette.”

They both snapped their attention to Marinette when she came back.  “My cheek look better?” she turned her cheek for them to see.  “I mean obviously not the cut.”

“Yeah, you look beautiful.”  Roy assured her and handed her purse to her.  

Dick glared at Roy.  “Could you stop hitting on my sister for five seconds?” he hissed low enough for Marinette not to hear.  He turned to Marinette before Roy could respond.  “Ready to go?  I don’t know about you but I’m hungry.”

Marinette rolled her eyes.  “Yeah, yeah, okay.”

Dick walked ahead of her, pretending like he didn’t notice her lag behind. When he was almost out the door, she turned to Roy and gave him a lingering kiss on his cheek.  “Thank you for babysitting me today and for the tour the other day.  I’ve had a lot of fun.”

Roy nodded and handed her his phone with a spot for Fire Flower already started in his contacts.  “If your plans ever get canceled again or you need to hide out or you need to borrow a jacket so you fit in, give me a call, Fire Flower.”

Marinette put her number in and passed it back to him with a grin.  “You have extra you can just loan out?”

Roy grinned back and nodded.  “A few jackets, suit coats, shirts, ties, clean pants, even a few pairs of coveralls, none of which would fit you, but if you ever need them… Or even if you don’t need anything, just want to talk or hang out, let me know.”

“Marinette!  I thought you were ready to go?” Dick yelled.

Marinette shook her head and sighed.  She waved to Roy as she rushed out.  “Thanks again!”

Roy watched her leave until he couldn’t see her anymore.  He let out a deep sigh and collapsed against the workbench. He looked at his phone and quickly sent a text with a smile.

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HCs for Senjurou

Since the manga barely explored his character, I decided to give him a little more depth. Keep in mind I'm mostly going to relate this on my fic (Indirect Interference)

There will be non-canon stuff (aka Senjurou working as a butterfly nurse) Just a warning before we proceed.

1) He was a mischievous kid.

= Senjurou may be meek, but I could imagine him being a former troublemaker (especially when Ruka was still alive) He's that one kid who takes hide and seek seriously. Shinjuro would always have trouble looking for him. Kyojurou is exemptional, of course.

2) He had a great relationship with Shinjuro.

= Prior to Ruka's death, I could imagine Shinjuro being a dorky father who loves to spoil his children. He's that one father who makes sure to bring home souvenirs after missions. This of course, lead to a great relationship with both of his sons.

3) He was a cheeky kid.

= Something he got from Ruka. Just imagine him and Mama Ruka teaming up to tease Shinjuro. A complete copy paste.

4) He knows how to sew.

= Ruka taught him because she could no longer get out of bed. She used this as a way to bond with her son. Senjurou would later use this to constantly repair Kyojurou's haori. Sometimes, even Obanai and Mitsuri's.

5) His love from tea brewing came from Ruka.

= Again, another skill Ruka passed on as a way to bond with her son.

6) He has a clean penmanship.

= Unlike Kyojurou, Senjurou's calligraphy is on point. Senjurou would scold Kyojurou for his messy reports. When it gets out of hand, Senjurou would rewrite it for his satisfaction.

7) He is often mistaken as a girl.

= This mostly happens at markets. Old ladies would often coo and give him half the price. Teens would try to woo him but Senjurou is too oblivious. If he gets uncomfortable, he won't hesitated to defend himself.

8) He knows self defence.

= He may not be a gifted swordsman, but that doesn't mean he doesn't excel somewhere else. Kyojurou noted that he's good at hand-to-hand combat. He once flipped Kyojurou off his feet.

9) He is a pacifist.

= Senjurou would try to settle disputes with words, but if it gets out of hand, Senjurou will not hesitate to punch/kick the living shit out of you. (That's a last resort ofc)

10) He has a BIG appetite.

= It's not obvious because of his height, but Senjurou could finish at least 5-10 bentos. Everyone wonders where it all goes.

11) He's good with medicine.

= Even before becoming a butterfly nurse, Senjurou already has prior knowledge on first aid. This is because Kyojurou would often skip the butterfly estate.

12) He is FAST.

= Not Shinobu and Zenitsu fast, but he was fast enough to defeat Tanjirou on their game of tag (Rehabilitation arc)

13) He was initially given the white butterfly dress.

= Considering he's the first male to become a nurse, it's no surprise the girls handed that to him. Senjurou, though embarrassed, wore it on his first week out of respect. He later altered it to fit his taste.

14) He drinks his daily Respect woman juice.

= I mean.... He works at a all woman estate. His boss is the insect pillar. He's a literal Mama's boy. Senjurou would not hesitate to call someone if he hears them talk shit.

15) He's very charming.

= Senjurou's gentlemenly personality is one of the reasons why there are less stubborn patients in the estate. The butterfly girls used that to their advantage. He's not aware of this.

16) Some patients have a crush on him.

= Since not all slayers are aware of the pillars (Tanjirou is the proof of that) I could imagine some of them having a wee crush on Senjurou. They would stay longer just to speak with him, much to Shinobu's amusement.

17) The butterfly trio plus Aoi loves him.

= Senjurou adores his fellow nurses. If they're not busy with patients, they could be found playing at the garden. Shinobu finds it adorable. She would tease Kyojurou about. Aoi, on the other hand, was wary of Senjurou at first (given his reputation as the flame pillar's younger brother,) she later toned down. They have a senpai-kohai relationship.

18) He and Kanao are not close.

= For some reason, they don't talk much. That's because Kanao's coin always land on the opposing side. Senjurou doesn't understand his luck.

19) Senjurou is intelligent.

= Nourished by Shinobu's lessons plus the countless of hours he spent reading, Senjurou is not doubt one of the smartest characters out there. When he plans, he really considers everything. He is careful and calculating.

20) Senjurou is adored by the pillars.

= Ever since he became a nurse, Kyojurou won't stop boasting about him. Shinobu would praise him every now and then. Some pillars would tell stories about their encounters with the younger Rengoku. It actually amuses Oyakata-sama.

[pcvensies]

*.• Si vis amari.

I. The Moon.

in which 18 year old gojo satoru is left in charge of 6 year old fushiguro megumi, with the help of 17 year old nanami suki (oc).

word count: 2180

0. Prologue | II. The Sun

Suki listened from the kitchen, as the white haired boy explained the story to her brother, sat at the dining table.

The kid, Fushiguro Megumi as he had explained, waited patiently for his dinner in the living room, watching TV with fake interest, ears fixed on the conversation that was taking place in the other room.

The blonde girl poured the boiling water in the pan, hard noodles floating on it, and she turned around to the boys, lower back resting against the kitchen.

Satoru looked at her, trying to decipher her expression, while Kento simply sighed, rubbing his temples with his index fingers.

“So you killed a man, and he put his kid’s life in your hands to, what? Mentor him?”, the blonde asked, as his sister remained quiet.

Suki disconnected from their conversation, trying to process everything she had heard. The Zenin’s were not good people, that she knew. And if that kid’s father had denied them, and dirtied their name, Fushiguro wasn’t safe with them. But why put the responsibility on Gojo? Wasn’t that man meant to kill him?

She sighed softly, humming as she turned around and stirred the noodles, adding a small packet of spices on top.

Fushiguro Toji. She was sure she had heard it before, somewhere. Perhaps in class, or training with the older students? She couldn’t remember. But if his death wish had been for Gojo to protect his kid, it was to respect, right? As crazy as it was. But would the kid be actually safe? Was an eighteen year old the best option to raise a kid? Eighteen year old Gojo Satoru, of all eighteen year olds?

However, the question that mattered the most to her was why now. From what he had said, Fushiguro senior had died a year or so ago. Why take the kid now? What had been the inflexion point?

“Dinner’s ready”, she finally said.

Gojo frowned, eyes back on her. He couldn’t hear any kind of emotion through her voice. He had no idea what she was thinking, and it angered him. Suki always had had that ability, to turn it off and simply don’t feel, to hide her thoughts.

Kento got up from his chair, getting two plates, one for the kid and one for the white haired boy, and Suki walked to the living room.

“Eavesdropping is bad education, you know?”.

The kid looked at her with a plain expression, and the blonde girl sighed, waiting for him to walk to the kitchen. The kid sat next to Kento, and in front of Satoru. Suki took the plates that had been left next to the stove, and served two rations, handing one to the kid, and another to Gojo, who looked up at her with an eyebrow raised.

Nanami simply rolled her eyes, her hand on the back of his head turning it to look at the plate, a silent sign for him to just eat. She could tell he hadn't had dinner either.

Kento looked at his sister with that look, and Sue sighed softly, looking back at him with that other look. To the boys, it didn’t mean anything, but the Nanami’s were having a conversation just with their eyes.

“So…”, the girl cleared her throat, moving her eyes from her brother to Satoru, “Are you taking him to the school tonight? To sleep, I mean”.

“Not sure how our dear sensei would react to that. I’ll figure something out”, he said unimportantly, looking at the kid, “Pretty sure I can find somewhere for him to stay until I know how to tell Yaga about him”.

Satoru didn’t really want to have that talk, if he was honest. He knew what Yaga would say already, and it wasn’t something he wanted to hear. In fact, Kento had also said what he thought he would: that it was crazy, and irresponsible. But Suki, she hadn’t said anything. Her behavior around the kid was careful, with respect, but informal.

If he didn’t know her, he’d say she was angry. But it was something else, he just couldn't put his finger on it.

“He can stay here tonight. And you should too”.

He looked at the girl, then at Kento, and chuckled softly.

“You worried we’ll end up sleeping in the streets, Nanami?”.

“No. I’m worried you’ll end up dead in a ditch, and him with the Zenin’s. Plus, it’s Christmas vacation, tell Yaga you’re celebrating with us and will go around just to train”.

“I can defend myself quite right, thank you, I don’t need—”.

The sound of Suki’s punch hitting the table silenced the boy, and the blonde girl sighed softly, calmly even, closing her eyes and opening them slowly.

“I wasn’t asking, Satoru”.

The white haired man clenched his fists under the table, looking at the short girl with a serious face. Kento looked at her too, eyes opened with surprise at the sudden first name usage from his sister, and her very clear (to him, at least) worry.

“Fuck off, Suki”, the blue eyed boy said, getting up, and looking at her. But his expression soon changed, and he chuckled softly. “I’m sleeping with Nanamin, ‘cause that attitude you have today? Huh-uh, no thanks”.

Suki’s face changed at his words too, a smile cracking up as she rolled her eyes, and picked up the now empty plates, as her brother turned to the white haired boy.

“Excuse me, no, the hell you’re not. You get the carpet, and because I feel bad enough for you already”.

“Nanamin… don’t argue with me, not in front of the kid…”, the boy replied, pouting at Kento, and the blonde rolled his eyes, a small smile plastered on his face.

Suki left both plates at the sink, and told the two boys to go look for a movie to watch. They both looked at her, then at each other, then at the kid, and nodded understandably.

Megumi was annoyed. He didn’t want to be there, he wanted to go away and get as far away from that white haired tall baby as he could. Gojo was loud, extra, and incredibly annoying. He didn’t need Gojo to take care of him, nor whoever Yaga was. But something about the twins, Suki and Kento, made Gojo a little less annoying.

They didn’t look at him with utter admiration like the people on the streets did, girls and boys turning their heads his way and Megumi’s. They spoke to him like he was just another person, ignoring any kind of honorifics or respect, even when they seemed to be younger.

“He can be really stubborn when he wants, right?”.

The girl spoke, and Megumi looked her way, his blank expression never changing.

“Yeah”.

“Not much of a talker, huh? It’s okay, silence is okay with me”.

She gave him a sweet smile, and started cleaning the dishes, her back to the kid. She hummed a little song as she did, and Megumi felt his eyes start to get heavy, some silence finally forming around him. He hadn’t realised how tired he actually was until now, arms warm and stomach full.

He looked around slowly, eyes landing on various pictures displayed on the cabinets and bookshelves. Lots of pictures of the twins, from when they were his age, to their tenth birthday, to them now. A picture in which he could recognise Gojo, with another two girls and another boy seemed to be hidden behind a flowerpot.

“Do you want to go to sleep now, or later, Fushiguro?”, the girl asked, and he shrugged, trying to hold a yawn, “You can have my bed, and I’ll take the couch. Kento will lend you some old pyjamas to sleep on, too, and you can go to sleep or come watch the movie with us, okay? Your choice”.

She seemed like a genuinely cool person to the kid. She didn’t let Gojo’s arrogance put her down, nor did she allow him to let it get over his head. She spoke surely, without any shame to take charge of the situation.

But she wasn’t scary, or rude. Not even cold. At the same time, she seemed sweet. Allowing him to choose for himself, lending her room, and not forcing him to talk. There wasn’t a trace of condescension on her voice as she spoke to him neither, having a conversation like she would with anyone her age.

When she finished the dishes, she picked a glass from a cabinet, and filled it with water.

Megumi followed her around the apartment, his school backpack hanging from his shoulder, the sweater she had given him now folded in his arms.

Suki’s room wasn’t very big, but it was cool. She had Christmas lights hanging from the ceiling all over the room, and a long desk, between the window and the bed, with lots of books and a computer. There were also many little plants around, and a big mirror next to the window, framed with many polaroids of her and her brother and friends, but also of plants, street animals, and sunsets.

One of the walls was the color of wine, as were the bed sheets and the windowsill, and the other three were covered in lots of posters and more pictures. There were even some plants and vinyls hanging from the walls.

“Okay, wait here”, she interrupted the silence, as Megumi continued to explore with his eyes.

The closet was inside the wall, white wooden doors contrasting against the dark paint, as were the bedframe and the desk.

“Here”, she said as she came back, handing him the small pyjamas, and leaving the glass of water in the nightstand, “When you’re ready, you can sleep or come with us, in the living-room, okay?”.

The dark haired kid nodded, taking the things from her hands and sitting in the corner of the bed, still looking around the walls, reading the posters.

“If you need anything, just call me, alright?”.

He nodded again, and Suki gave him a little smile, and turned around to leave the room, already regretting allowing the boys to choose the movie, when the kid finally answered:

“Thank you, Nanami-chan”.

( . . . )

“God, that was scary”, Kento complained, picking up the empty soda cans from the table as Suki turned off the TV, stretching out on the couch, as Satoru´s head rested on her shoulder, “I can’t believe he fell asleep with your yelling”.

Suki chuckled softly, shaking the man next to her as her brother walked to the kitchen to throw everything away, then went to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Gojo groaned, sitting up and yawning, and rubbed his eyes.

“You cool?”, the girl asked, and the blue eyed boy nodded, giving her a smile as he rested his head back on the couch, facing the ceiling.

“Long ass day, it’s tiring always being the coolest person in the room”.

Suki chuckled, getting up, and Satoru pouted at the sudden cold by his side. The girl walked to the bookshelf, picking up a copy of Verne’s “Journey to the Center of the Earth”, and opening it to reveal a small box of cigarettes.

The white haired boy chuckled at her, sunglasses slipping down the bridge of his nose, and Suki sent him a serious look, not wanting her brother to hear.

She walked to a glass door, moonlight coming through it and lighting up the room, and she opened it with one hand, as she lit the cigarette with the other. Gojo watched her silently, her small frame walking out to the small balcony.

Suki was a confusing person to most of the people, but she was pretty easy to read once she opened up. Satoru knew she was worried, he had finally realised what the emotion was when she sat next to him for the movie, allowing him to rest his head on her shoulder. She could tell he was tired.

“Are you okay, ‘toru?”.

Her voice hung on the room for a minute, Gojo’s heart jumping at the first name basis again. She knew he wasn’t, and she was giving him the chance to talk about it by asking directly.

But he wasn’t ready, not yet.

The boy got up from his comfortable place on the couch, and walked slowly to the balcony. Suki was sitting on the floor, legs hanging outside of the surface between the handstand’s bars. Gojo settled next to her, legs crossed and blue eyes locked on the moon, as he held his weight with his arms behind his body.

His fingertips brushed against the girl’s, and he looked down at her. The blonde girl was looking up too, but not at the moon. Her honey eyes squinted lightly, trying to distinguish the stars.

She wasn’t the biggest fan of physical touch, he knew, so he left his hand there, allowing her to make whatever next move she pleased.

Gojo smiled at the weight of her head against his shoulder, just like he had done before, acknowledging the trust Suki had on him, and her intention of supporting him.

She was like that sometimes, she never made anyone speak, or tell her what they didn’t want to word out. She simply offered her presence, and a pure, genuine understanding.

“You cool?”, asked the boy this time, eyes fixed back on the sky.

“Very. Stars look better from this angle, just that”.

n/a: does anyone want to be on the taglist for when i post ?? idek if anyone actually likes this but yeah if u wanna be tagged on updates, lemme know! <3

also anything related to this fic will be posted on #sivisamare.lulu so i can keep things organised!! check it out for suki’s fc and me making memes of my own fic hehe :)

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Jason and Nico being able to unmask around one another for pretty much the first time ever is one of my favorite things about them. Like no matter if their relationship is romantic or platonic or if they're even just acquaintances, I feel like there's always this prevailing sense that the two of them get each other better than most people get them. They also both suffer the same "curse" of identity - they want people to see them for who they are, but people tend to only see them for who their parent is. They hear Jason Grace and think son of Jupiter before they think anything else. They hear Nico di Angelo and they think child of Hades before any other thought comes to mind. These two are the only people for each other (that they know of so far, anyways) who hear their names and think friend, or dork, or nerd about temples first.

Sure, I understand that they didn't always start out that way. Jason in canon had a LOT of issues to work through when he was on the Argo - he had his memories wiped, he was in a relationship with a girl he wasn't sure he really remembered, he was being told to be a leader even though Percy also wanted to be a leader, and so he treated Nico the way he did because it was what everyone else expected of him. But then he saw Nico open up, or more he saw Nico be forced to open up, and he realized that he didn't have to obey what everyone else thought anymore. He saw this guy who was struggling, who was hurt and hated and he saw himself in that guy, and he wanted to help.

I just think Jason and Nico's relationship is so fucking awesome. The one that they tend to have in fanon, anyways, I haven't reread HoO recently enough to form an opinion about their canon relationship. I think it's fucking awesome that we have these two characters that, to us, bond so well.

238 notes - Posted April 29, 2022

#4

currently writing an AU where Chiron convinces Sally to take Nico home after the summer camp session is done because despite all they've tried, Nico isn't getting better mentally and it's clear that the atmosphere around camp is inhibiting him (kids still treating him like shit, his own feelings of inadequacy regarding his parentage, the way it reminds him of waiting for Bianca and Percy to come back only to learn Bianca would never come back, etc.)

So Sally Jackson takes Nico home with her and Percy, and Percy is PISSED. Like beyond angry, will not talk to Nico and is a total dick to him most of the time because he's a 17 year old boy who's finally going to see his mama again and NOW HE'S GOT THIS SHITTY LITTLE FUCKING SIDEKICK who he's still not TOTALLY convinced isn't in love with his girlfriend despite Nico literally coming out to him. In this AU Percy is definitely still dealing with a lot of his own trauma and none of it in a super healthy manner - hence, he hates Nico.

At least, that's how it was supposed to go. Now Percy and Nico have bonded into essentially being brothers. They wrestle in the backyard so often Sally has taken to spraying them with the garden hose when they're being too rowdy. They bicker and fight over whose turn it is to walk Mrs. O'Leary. They end up having to go to the same school (Nico kept getting kicked out of the other ones) and Percy defends Nico from people being dicks while simultaneously being a dick to him (but lovingly).

I love it when AUs get totally out of hand from what I originally wanted them to be and I elect to make this Jason Grace's fault for becoming Nico's boyfriend when I wasn't paying attention. Jason put Percy and Nico into a get-along shirt.

also Nico and Annabeth become good friends because she's around a lot and she finds him an invaluable resource on the topics that she can never wrap her head around, things that are too old to even really be in any online databases - things that Nico can access by speaking to the dead. They start off being very iffy about one another but by the end they are also Practically Siblings.

309 notes - Posted May 10, 2022

#3

I think that Jason has a stuffed animal that one of his guardians in New Rome have to him when he was a baby. A wolf or a fox or some other dog/cat-like creature - maybe even a stuffed hellhound or something, something that he rediscovers on accident while in the 5th Cohort’s barracks, something that makes him sit down on the floor holding it in his hands and cry, for some reason, something he can’t even remember but he knows was important to him once upon a time.

460 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

#2

Okay so the last time I read HoO was in middle school, like JUST before blood of olympus came out, so ofc i have a very bad memory for the details of certain scenes but like this 100% happened, I thought that maybe i didn't remember it right or something but. I mean it's right there so.

1,190 notes - Posted September 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

See now I think it would be really funny if IN CANON Hermes was Lin Manuel Miranda. Like in the show he is still the exact same as he is IRL. Hermes wrote Hamilton. He got bored of listening to Apollo prattling on about Broadway so he went out in disguise as a mortal and Did That.

That’s the only way I will accept him as Hermes, is if THAT is the reason.

4,711 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

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[xo-alie-xo]

PORTWELL LONG GAME OR RINA SLOWBURN.

You can only choose one poison.🍷

Listen up my Wildcats.🐱

We all ship each character with happiness. No matter how much you love to hate them, a majority of us simply adores the characters and want the best for them. Then comes relationships and it's okay to ship our favorites.⛴

I'm a diehard Rina shipper and I know in my heart that they are series endgame. The set up, the natural chemistry, their mutual understanding, the surprises and angst literally put me on chokehold. So I'm 100% a Rina shipper till the end. I'm here for the slowburn and their development rather than one shots. They are worth the pain. 😭❤

Let me start with Ricky Bowen now.

Ricky shouldn't to be with Gina because he's hurting her mentality. He's not insensitive on purpose. Like when he tried to stop Big Red from telling her his message to Nina because he KNOWS it'll hurt her.

If you think, that Ricky didn't understand clearly when Gina confessed, think again. He shushed her. Kept their thing a secret from everyone. He knows he feels some type of way and she feels something too. But this boy is so used to safeguarding his childhood norms and has very little adaptability. Hence, he pretended to ignore everything between them because his home stability was falling apart and he clinged on to Nina, his constant childhood love.

He's a traumatised 16-17 year old boy that needs to heal and grow. This episode was heartbreaking because he had to accept that he had to let Nina go because their once upon a time fairytale had become toxic.

People change. I'm not the same person I was when I was 16 lmao. Being together as childhood lovers means growing together and accepting each other's growth. Which Ricky couldn't. He clutched to the idea of Nini. Even his love confession. It was sooo sweet but all he did was focus on their history.

This boy needs time to heal and maybe seek professional therapy. It would be so DAMN HISTORIC if Disney decides to take psychological issues seriously and show how he's dealing with his anxiety, pills and psychotherapy. He needs to breathe before he can be with any girl for that matter. He's hurting and isn't trying to hurt anyone on purpose. Including Gina.

Him asking her for advice on Nini was a dumb, insensitive move. But he's trying to find a way to build some supportive friendship that they shared in early season one.

As for now, this boy needs to get his own grip on life and heal.

As for our Queen Gina

In Gina's confession, she focuses on their future. She basically said, "I wouldn't quit on a possible future of us being together despite obstacles. Because I never quit. But moving away isn't in my control." Ricky deep down knows this, encouraged her to say it, teary eyed, despite right after getting back together with Nini. Gina is his future. She went to his new house. And I also have this feeling that when she was given a chance to stay, she stayed partly because of Ricky. She left a chance to be with her mom because she prioritised their relationship. Because she never quits. 💪🏼

But she came back and found out Ricky has gotten back together with Nini.😭 What she doesn't know is Ricky got together with Nina before her confession, and after Gina kept dodging his messages. She's hurt and questions why she returned because she isn't particularly close to anyone. Hence, she was so silent at the after party. She thinks it'll be fine, "she'll live", and finds other reasons to find permanence. Her arc this season has been settling down in East High, despite the pain of losing and being 'betrayed' by Ricky, she finds other reasons to stay. 🏡

This kind of contrasts her with Nina. Nina left her dream school and came to Salt Lake because she missed her established home, and not just because of Ricky. Nina returned and was loved and embraced by Ricky Bowen.💕 Gina came back to a semi new place called Salt Lake because of her promise of a future to Ricky. But she got stabbed and she bled. 💔🗡

Think about her situation. She feels confused, alone, heartbroken, out of place and seperated from her mom. She's broken and hurting too. And she doesn't need more from Ricky's accidental or intentional 'sick burns'. That's the one line where he was such a jerk and I can't defend him here. 😠

Here comes the Caswells.

Her second family. A place of healthy stability. A home that accepted her. Ashlyn, her roomie and her confidante. EJ, the misunderstood boy who saw her value and bought her plane ticket.

Let's get to EJ.

At first, I wasn't too keen on seeing Portwell's development. But then that video chat where they talk about the possibility of her staying and him convincing her. Had me sold for a solid brother-sister relationship. Few episodes later, when Gina's pain seemed to be oblivious to everyone, he was the only one who asked her how she was, and saw her glow. The comfort she must've felt.

Not that she needs a man's validation, but she must be feeling like a second choice and feeling a little insecure because of Ricky. But EJ lifts her up and I genuinely saw her smile. This boy has her back whenever. The man she can lean on and truly sees how special she is. She no longer feels alone now that she has his entire fam and other friends. She genuinely feels a place of belonging and happiness when she's the apple of his eye. Notice how happy she is? How happy this boy is? She's going through her own issues and she has found ground with EJ.

I was very doubtful when they started hinting at a romantic direction. Because EJ would be used as plot device again for a girl to get to Ricky.😤 This man doesn't deserve to be second best to anyone, just like Gina.😑 That's why I'm still hesitant on shipping them at least temporarily. EJ needs to be something even more special to Gina. They need to show each other how special and treasured they are to each other despite feeling like rejects. They are each other's source of comfort.

I'm sure they can keep EJ at East High for the next season. Whether it's the drama club, or the AV club or going to a local college. So he will be there for Gina. I don't know how they can work out a relationship with much distance as Rini's fell out when she moved away. So, if EJ leaves again, it'll again shake up Gina. Her being worried whether he'll date college girls, second thoughts, etc. I don't want them to go through that. And if they do move on to romantic Portwell, make sure it's not plot device for Rina. So you can either have Portwell endgame or Rina Endgame.

Basically I want Gina to be treated so right that she understands she doesn't need Ricky. And when he does ask her out, and he makes her feel like a second choice or a rebound, she says NO. Because EJ has helped regain her self assurance. Eventually I want Gina to confide in EJ about her and Ricky. EJ is jealous but also angry about how Ricky has been hurting her. And becomes damn protective of his 'babe'. Ricky gets jealous of their relationship, restarting Ricky and EJ's old rivalry. But this time, it's not because Gina is his girlfriend, but because she's EJ's best friend who he has a crush on and wants what's best for her.

If it's meant to be Rina endgame

EJ- RICKY, YOU IDIOT! You have no clue how to treat her right. You don't put her first. You mislead her. Get the hell away from her! She's too powerful and beautiful, she doesn't deserve your scraps. I know how she feels for you. I wish I were you. I would treat her like a queen. I don't mind even waiting years till she's ready. She deserves that. You're so lucky you have even a small chance that I may never have. So get your act together, prove you're worth it to win her over. All I want is for her to be happy. Even if it's with someone else. And maybe then I'll stop threatening you to stay away from her.😠

Ricky- .....I don't know what I'm more scared of. Change, or losing the girl I fell for or YOU. Okay, losing her but you're a close second.😬

If it's Portwell endgame.

Ricky- I messed up. Make sure you don't mess up with her. You'll regret it forever.

EJ- I'd rather get hit by thousand basketballs than ever hurt her. I'll be her plus one and her best friend until she's ready to be with me. I know she's ready now too. But I want her to know I'm willing to wait till she graduates before we make it official. I'm in it for the long game.

As for their age gap. I'm 100% sure Portwell won't kiss this season. If they do, it'll be next when Sofia turns 18. They are professional actors who are cast because they are the perfect fit for the role and are expected to carry out the storyline. But I suppose fearing some outbursts, they might delay Sofia kissing anyone till next season. It's so weird because Olivia was maybe 17 when Matt was 21-22 when they kissed in season one. But no one had a problem with that. But for this, they do. Remember, they are professional actors. They are acting! Sometimes, actors are over 10 years apart (but above 18) and act as romantic partners.

As for their characters, they are only two years apart. That's hardly any difference once you're over the age of 18. Age of consent is 16. But adults above 18 are only allowed to have sex with adults above 18. So, age isn't a problem here because EJ is a gentleman and is genuinely interested in her and isn't trying to get in her pants. So age isn't the issue when it comes to dating. It's the maturity. Gina is very mature and gives very sound advice. But I can see EJ being patient enough till she turns 18 just to kiss her because he loves her. 😚

As for the Ashlyn remark, "You look like a kid to me rn". He was JOKING.😂 Don't take things out of context. I tell my cousin sister that all the time. But she's three years younger than me and a grown adult. I don't see her as a kid but it's just a cousin teasing her younger cousin that's she's a little immature. I'm Matt's age and I'm very mature for my age and since I was a teenager, I always matched up with boys a little older than me. Now that I'm in my early 20s, I've dated boys even close to 30. So age is just a number.

EJ dating Gina and giving her quick kisses is fine. But to have a strong sexual element in their relationship (including making out), he'll have to wait till she's 18+. And I'm sure for that he'll wait till she's ready even past her early 20s. Age is really just a number and we can't help who we fall in love with. Trust me, I've been there.😂 So I can see EJ feeling conflicted about his feelings that are clear at this point.

They might not be a perfect fit, but they make each other sooo happy. They deserve a lot more than a short lived fling.😟 They are either endgame or Rina is. You can't have both as a Rina unless you're an EJ hater who wants him to exist as plot device. Nope! He's sooo much more precious than that.

But Jack on the other hand....I'm okay if he's the one to make Ricky or EJ jealous. Because he's just been introduced and it's okay if a character is used, but only once, for someone else to realize their feelings. 💁🏽‍♀️

In short.

Ricky needs help and needs to be on his own. No girlfriends allowed.🙅🏽‍♀️🚫

Needs to give both Gina and Nina space for them to grow on their own too.🌳

Ricky needs to understand the core of his problems and become more adaptable via therapy. Maybe the psychologist will point out his unresolved feelings for Gina, or he will conclude it himself. And in comes Ricky-pining-for-Gina season three.

Ricky needs to fully get over Nina before he moves on to anyone. Same for Gina if Portwell were to happen. No one deserves to be second choice.

Gina isn't Ricky's cushion. She's a living person with strong feelings for him and shouldn't be subjected to share his pain. She already struggles with her own issues.

Ricky needs to stay single till he wins back Gina and prove he's worth it. He needs to show even if another girl wants him, he'll never quit on Gina ever again. Even if he has to watch her be with someone else. *cough parallels*.

It's either romantic Rina then Portwell endgame OR Portwell flirty besties but Rina endgame. You and I can choose only one because my boy EJ shouldn't be used as plot device for a girl to leave for Ricky ever again.

Portwell's age difference can be practically solved and isn't much of an issue unless they get hot and heavy before Gina turns 18 which is impossible considering this is Disney. 🤣🤣

Jack and Gina will be plot device material and purely so sentimental to us OG Andi Mack fans. More than any ship, this is what I'm looking for. Sort of an Andi Mack crack ship for season 3a. It's gonna be soooo funny. 😍😂

I respect everyone's ship. I see what you're seeing. And I'm not going to invalidate your ship. But unless it's done right, I won't jump from the Rina ship. I liked Rini. I like Portwell. I like AU Juffy crackship haha.😂 But as for me, I'm still holding on to Rina slowburn.

Preparing myself for the pain. 😭🔥

(But if I had to pair two characters without Disney getting in the way, it would be Gini. The power duo. Undeniable chemistry. They can be written so well because of their layered relationship and contrasting personalities.🤩 The classic rivals to friends to lovers. But that's a talk for another day lmao.)

Thanks for reading my opinion, Wildcat!🐱❤

[starkwub]

AU where Tony is a depressed pianist in the late 1800s, and Peter is the son of a famous critic of music.

(1,822 word count)

(Tw: Peter is newly 17, mention of su*cide, consensual pain (like,, Peter wants Tony to hurt him? a lot lol, and it help's tony too), mentions of child neglect, daddy issues hardcore, no daddy kink tho, maybe next time ha)

Hope you enjoy this if you do decide to read it :)

They'd meet at the after show meet-up for those who were important enough to be in Tony's presence, as Peter took to grabbing a drink (even though he wasn't old enough to do so. His father never cared anyways.)

"You're barely old enough to grow stubble let alone drink young man." Peter would hear from behind--and upon turning, see the dark eyes of Tony Stark, the man his father constantly raved about.

"Mr. Stark- I.." Peter began to defend the drink that now resided in his shaky grip, when Tony tsked and reached forward.

"I won't tell, as long as I can have it, and I don't catch you trying it again," Tony murmured with command under his breath, the smell of whiskey already wafting off his tongue, causing Peter's nostrils to burn.

"Capiche?" Tony followed up, sternly looking down and into his worrisome gaze.

Peter handed the fancy glass over, watching as Tony downed the drink with fever.. and for some reason, it made Peter's gut burn and cock twitch in his expensive pants.

"M-Mhm. Yes sir." he would muster through his sudden and strong coursing arousal. He had known the man ever since he was a little kid, but he..Peter swallowed.

Peter, now freshly 17, was fully aware of his reasons for fascination with the pianist.

He wanted the older man to discipline him with that harsh gaze and strong-husky voice.

He wanted him to slap him and tell him to do better, because his dad sure as hell never did.

"'Sir'? psh.." Tony waved his words off and took a glance at Peter then, no doubt noticing the soft flush that Peter felt cascading over his cheeks in response to his intrusive thoughts. "You look to be running a little hot, Peter." and suddenly Tony was reaching forward--pressing the back of his hand to Peter's forehead.

He touched him.

Was it the alcohol that took down Tony's inhibitions? Was it the dim lighting and voices of people that were clearly not paying attention to the two in the dark corner touching? Feeling?

Peter's breath hitched and his eyelashes fluttered a bit as Tony leered closer, his expensive dress shoe pressing into Peter's own.

"You feel awfully warm. You sick, boy?"

Peter shivered at the tone.. low, rough.. adult.

"Only sick in the head," He gulped, staring up into Tony's eyes, "Sir."

Tony would lean closer, moving his hand to now cart through Peter's hair and down to his shoulder for residence. If only for a moment Peter felt as though he might..just..

kiss him.

Quick and heated in the dark corner of the after party--his father only seven or eight feet away.

But the moment never came. He only ever felt a hot breath and whispered words against his burning skin.

"You better check yourself, Peter. Not everyone is well enough to resist that." and with a harsh squeeze to Peter's arm, Tony skulked away without another word--to rejoin a conversation he had no intention of contributing to.

Peter stood, breathless and hard in his pants. He reached up, letting his finger's run over the warmth that was left from Tony's touch and thought to yell at the man. He didn't want Tony to resist him.

He wanted Tony to hurt him. In a good way, of course, but he wanted to feel the pain he knew Tony's hands could give.

That harsh leather belt the older man wore would do well against his backside--or around his neck like a collar.

Peter could tell the other man was bothered--one hand was shuffling in his pocket, and the other, around a glass that had suddenly appeared in his hand via a passing worker, shook.

His tired eyes and dark circles that hung below them, told Peter that he only had so long to try. Only had so long to attain that for which the world fell in love with. A clear obsession from coast to coast--but Peter was here. Not sitting at home by the radio on the counter.

He held no recording of the man's work as he only ever heard it before him in play.

Peter knew what he wanted. And he thinks he knows what Tony wants, too. He could sense it. Feel it. Nearly taste it.

---

As the after-party neared its end, and those who hadn't already trickled out throughout were heading out the large double doors to their rides, Peter couldn't help but scurry after his father.

"Mr. Stark, it was truly a pleasure to hear your work again, and to speak with you afterwards at that." Peter watched as his father's soft hand reached out and met Tony's, which was a whole heck of a lot rougher.

"I hope my son has not bothered you tonight. He can be quite the pest at times." Which, he wasn't. The only reason his father saw him as such was because when his mother died, he had nowhere else to go--and his father wouldn't have dared to adopt someone to carry on the 'family business'. Peter merely scoffed at his side and felt a harsh elbow hit his ribcage some odd seconds later, kicking the air right out of his diaphragm. God he despised his father.

When Peter looked up again, he noticed Tony's eyes were now on him, glaring balls of brown and white that made Peter's cock twitch a bit. He hadn't been able to relieve himself earlier, so making any contact with Tony was damn near explosive.

"No no, quite the contrary, actually." His words came out smooth to Peter's ears, causing his cheeks to burn. "You have an extremely bright kid here..I'd hate to see his talents squandered."

Well, Peter hadn't been expecting that kind of response.

"A growing boy like Peter, with the ability for greatness, needs discipline." Tony said firmly, and as Peter glanced down, noted Tony's own hand clenching into a white-knuckled fist before ushering it into his pocket and forcing Peter's gaze back up to Tony's own.

"Yea?.." He heard his father mutter, raising a brow and pressing a hand to the back of Peter's neck, making his squirm. "I suppose if the legendary Tony Stark is saying as such then I must believe him...you have any tips?"

The edge of Tony's lip quirked when his gaze fell down to Peter's, a haze clearly from intoxication (but of what Peter was unsure).

"I have a few things in mind. If you'd like, I wouldn't care to take him on. Show him the ropes." The man's voice was gruff and.. insinuating as he reached forward and took Peter's shoulder in hand again after his own father had let go.

Peter could have cum just at the idea.. gosh why had Tony said it like that? and in front of his father of all people.. he could feel his skin burning under the touch of the world renowned pianist--spark's caught and throat now dry.

"I'm sure you wouldn't mind some time in the house without him, correct? You don't seem as fond as other's do with the abundance of a child." Said Tony, his eye's flickering with something sinister, but his words were only the truth. His father merely neglected him to the extent he could before others could notice. He was a rich man and yet Peter still saw ribs in the mirror after his showers.

Maybe Tony could help with that? The man clearly could partake in snacking from this evening's--and many other nights--displays.

Peter couldn't help but bask in the warmth of the older man's Possessive grip, his father now walking towards their coats across the room.

"I merely cannot resist, my dear boy." Tony muttered beside him, and with that, felt Tony's hand remove itself like a snake from a branch to allow for Peter to wrap his coat over his smaller frame.

---

Leaving the large auditorium with his father at his left and the ghost of a man to his right was something he never figured would occur. The idea that Peter would be attending lessons with Tony..learning from him.

Being disciplined.. Oh god Peter was touching himself when he got home.

The plan was clear, and his father couldn't be more excited.

"You better thank Mr. Stark every chance you get, boy.. no one has ever gotten the chance to be so close to the man himself.. and to his estate of all things. His private, estate--Peter you best behave."

Peter could only nod and blush in the damp lighting of the streets as he felt his father push him along the road towards their ride.

He didn't figure he'd be able to do much else other than that.

-- -- --

Months later, after his sessions with Tony had become more of a ritual above anything else, Peter wouldn't dare go for a swim at the lake with his friends without a shirt and shorts. He couldn't--no..he wouldn't dare risk anyone knowing what Tony did to him.

What he..asked, of Tony to do to him. The belt marks on his behind--the rose on his cheeks from the slap of the man's hand after a wrongly played key-- even the faint cuts around his now softened form from the piano wire.

Peter came every night to the reminder of how precious he was, how cherished and adored he had become in the eyes of a legend. He was glad to see the dark circles and tired eyes would cease for longer periods than before--only coming back when the music did.

Peter wasn't sure what he would do if..if..

"Peter," he felt the sudden nudge of the man himself from beside him, motioning with his head to the stage where a beautiful blonde violinist played a most depressing and cleansing tune.

"Listen." Tony whispered against his ear, now accompanied by a hand wrapping around the back of his seat with Tony's fingers splayed over his smaller bicep.

And oh did he..he listened to the way the music dug into his skin--and burrowed so deep inside of him that he nearly could feel what she did. As if Peter finally understood what Tony meant when he created his music.

Peter whisked his head to the right, staring right up at the side profile of Tony, and upon only noticing the soft flicker of light against the tear's glimmering on the rims of Tony's eyes, he couldn't think of anything else to do, other than turn back to the stage and rest his soft head of hair against Tony's shoulder.

It must've been the right choice, because he suddenly felt the hand rub up and down his arm--soothing fingers running over the expensive attire that Tony had near commanded him to wear.

He had created a dependence on the man that was downright dangerous. He didn't figure Tony would leave him without a fight, though.

Peter had become his muse after all.

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