#I accidentally made her a goth girl but I love it

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Callisto ''Firebird'' Mercar - Shadow Dragons Mage

I'm bad at art but I love making moodboards for my characters. So here comes the vision for my Rook, I can't wait to create her in the game. 🖤

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pairing: joost klein x f! reader, joost klein x f! OC

word count: 3,572

synopsis: Joost Klein accidentally meets the love of his life through a tik tok. Valentine. She’s his complete opposite; quiet, reserved, and a bit cold, whereas Joost is bright, bubbly, and extremely outgoing, almost obnoxiously so. But opposites attract and the art of balance is delicate. Getting to know each other without interference proves difficult at first, but the minute Joost and Valentine realize their pining is mutual it’s full speed ahead for the two of them. Like puzzle pieces, they become inseparable, fitted together like it’s always meant to be. Everyone around them is convinced no two people in the world love each other as much as Joost and Valentine do. But Joost’s growing fame sends him down an unexpected spiral, one Valentine is desperate to pull him out of. It changes everything. The two who were once attached at the hip learn to no longer even speak each others names, desperately still in love, but the damage is unbearable. If only the puzzle pieces can come together again to realize just how perfect they are for each other.

authors note: tagging this as both x reader and x OC because this is written in 3rd person POV, i find writing 2nd person difficult for me because i just tend to write “reader” as self-insert, and i know i am a VERY specific type of person 😅 soooooo lowkey self-ship??? but i think it’s best to just make reader an OC and you can simply swap out her name, pronouns, and traits for your own when it’s necessary. and so i would say Valentine [who i named after my own last name, this is just the name i use for ALL my protagonists in my writing actually😅], she’s implied to be autistic/neurodivergent and generally just socially awkward, quiet, introverted. again, self-insert. she is also goth. i always write protagonists with really heavy, angsty, traumatic backstories so i think that’s also why i turn readers into OC’s because i don’t want to force a traumatic past upon you as reader 😭 there is also “April”, who is a second OC i made for this series, she is Valentines best friend who owns her own alternative clothing company and is very important to the story along the way:))

content: RPF, awkwardness, slow burn, pining, yearning, hint of angst, mention alcohol consumption, masturbation, kissing, fantasizing

!!18+ & RPF, DO NOT REPOST OR INTERACT IF RPF MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!!

how it started:

At 12pm on the dot, two people walk in, Valentine greets them smiling, “Hallo! Hoe gaat het?” [Hello! How are you?] Her Dutch is limited but she tries her best.

“Hallo, is April hier?” [Hello, is April here?] The girl with dark curly hair asks as she approaches, she’s followed by what Valentine assumes to be her boyfriend.

“Nee, maar kan ik jullie helpen?” [No, but can I help you?] Val offers them a gentle smile, unsure if her Dutch is even grammatically correct or not.

“Oh-“ The girls eyebrows shoot up, “You’re Valentine, right?” She suddenly switches to English, Valentine is simultaneously embarrassed but also thankful for the switch.

A blush rises on her cheeks as she nods, “Yeah that’s me, sorry about my Dutch.” She waves her hand apologetically.

“I’m Alanis, and this is Apson.” Alanis smiles and holds her hand out and so does Apson. Val shakes their hands, “Nice to meet you guys, you wanted to film in the store right?”

“Ja, just a little skit about being emo. I wanna seem like a guy who is a total poser and then run out of the store crying when I get called out.” Apson said, maybe blushing a little from having to explain his stupid bit.

It made Valentine chuckle though, “Do whatever you gotta do, man! April told me you have permission from her already so you’re good to do your thing.”

“Thanks,” Apson and Alanis said in unison, which made them giggle at each other.

“Can I borrow some clothes?” Apson said looking around.

“Sure,” Val nodded, “Let me open the changing room for you.” She grabbed the keys and unlocked the changing room at the back of the store as Appie and Alanis brainstormed what the character should be wearing. They ended up picking out a stereotypical e-boy outfit, a black and white striped long-sleeve shirt, a Metallica t-shirt to go on top, some fingerless skeleton gloves, baggy Tripp pants, and a studded belt.

Appie went into the changing room a few minutes later to get ready, leaving Valentine and Alanis outside together.

“How long have you worked here? It feels weird we haven’t seen you around yet, we’re in here all the time it feels like.” Alanis asked, tilting her head slightly to examine Valentine.

“Not long, only a month now. I think we must’ve just narrowly avoided each other this whole time.” Valentine chuckles and Alanis nods in agreement.

“How long have you known April then?” Valentine asks Alanis.

“I got one piece of jewelry here like a year ago,” Alanis shows Val her gemstone necklace, “And now I get all my jewelry from here, look!” Alanis smiles, showing a few silver rings on her fingers and a beaded bracelet.

“Oh, is that moonstone?” Valentine asks excitedly.

“Yeah! Isn’t it so pretty?” Alanis moves the beads around so they flash their colors brightly in Valentines eyes.

“I love it, and it goes perfectly with your outfit!” She said and Alanis thanks her, “My favorite gemstone is—“

“Done!” Apson calls out suddenly, making both of the girls turn, he looks a bit ridiculous, but that’s the point. The pants are definitely a size too big and the belt definitely isn’t helping because they are practically hanging off of his body.

“Let me put some eyeshadow on you.” Alanis mumbles as she approaches Appie, she looks through her bag until she finds the small compact, taking it out to apply the black shadow loosely around Apson’s eyes. He ends up just looking more tired than emo, but again, it must be what works for the skit.

Val just watches from afar with an amused smile on her face, she likes them, Appie and Alanis, they seem like good people. There’s some footsteps behind her and she turns to see a few customers coming in, “Goedendag!” [Good day!] She greets them, they say it back before looking around at some of the shelves at the front of the store. Valentine returns to her earlier work, stitching by hand some stars onto the corner of a skirt.

“Okay, like this—“ Appie talks Alanis through the scene first, he’s speaking Dutch again so Val can’t pick up most of what he’s saying, he’s just gesturing for how and where Alanis should hold the camera when they go to film. He’s quietly rehearsing the lines with her when he perks up a bit, “Wait…Valentine?”

Val looks over at Appie, “Do you mind saying a line for the tik tok? Just the one about me being a poser?”

She grows a bit nervous, “Oh uhhh…I’m probably not very good at acting… I don’t really post on tik tok like that…” She rubs the back of her neck and looks between Apson and Alanis awkwardly.

“Don’t worry, you just gotta go like ‘ew, fucking poser’ and that’s it!” Apson gives the line a little scoff and a little attitude to it. He grins at her, clearly enthused with his new idea.

“Okay…” Val agrees weakly, coming around the counter to stand by Alanis’ side.

“Okay so like this,” Apson says, rerunning through his lines once more while Alanis practices getting the best angles for the tik tok, “And then camera turns, and you say…?”

Alanis turns the camera on Valentine, who scoffs while looking at Appie, “Such a fucking poser…” She says with all the vitriol she can muster.

“Perfect!” Appie shoots her two thumbs up as Alanis turns the camera back on him, “Then, I’ll begin to cry like this, wahhhh!” Appie cries exaggeratedly, then turns and takes a few steps towards the door. “Then I’ll run outside and that’s it, got it?”

“Got it.” Val and Alanis both say.

The three of them get into position, Appie with his back to the door, standing amongst all the clothes, Alanis starting the recording on her phone, and Valentine just off to side, waiting to deliver her line.

“Aaaaaand action!” Apson claps loudly. Alanis zooms in quickly to Appies face, he’s slouching, neck bent at an awkward angle to seem more depressed, the face he’s making makes him look dead inside, it’s exaggerated by the deep black makeup Alanis brushed around his eyes.

“Ik ben zooooo emo….” [I am soooo emo] Apson delivered the line as flatly as he could, adding a bit of a vocal fry to the ‘zoooo’. Alanis snaps the camera back to show his full outfit before zooming in on his face again for the next line, “Ik ben zoooooo depressief…” [I am sooo depressed]

Valentine held back her laughter, perhaps it wasn’t exactly her type of humor, but it was fun to watch!

Apson gave a big eyeroll to the camera, then looked into it, “Niemand zal mij ooit begrijpen…” [No one will ever understand me]

He suddenly grunts loudly, his expression growing more angry, “Ik zit de hele dag op mijn kamer naar muziek te luisteren, niemand begrijpt het!” [I sit in my room and listen to music all day, no one understands!] He yells.

The camera whips around to Valentine, she puts a disgusted look on her face and scoffs like she did the first time, “Such a fucking poser.” She shakes her head lightly.

Alanis whips the camera back around to Apson, he looks like he’s about to scream, “NEEEE!” He bursts into faux tears, and suddenly he turns to run out of the store. Alanis follows, and they pass the customers Valentine had completely forgotten were even in here! They seem completely and utterly confused and Val feels a little bad for them.

As Appie and Alanis cross the threshold onto the street, still filming, Appie still making wailing noises, he trips on his baggy pants and falls. Valentine gasps, Alanis keeps filming, and someone nearly hits Apson on the ground with their bike.

“Ik ben geen poser!” [I am not a poser!] Apson yells his final line, sobbing crying, clutching his elbow, and Alanis stops recording. She helps him up, they’re laughing as they walk back inside but it seems Appie actually got hurt.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” Valentine comes up to them, slightly stunned but also laughing.

“I’m okay,” Appie nods, then turns to the people at the front of the store who are just frozen in shock, “I’m okay!” He waves at them, and they slowly return to what they were looking at in abject horror.

“You’re bleeding a little,” Val frowns when she sees Apsons elbow, “Here, I’ve got a bandaid in my purse.” She moves over to the counter again, opening her bag and pulling out a bandaid for him.

Alanis takes it from her and opens it, “Thanks Valentine.” Appie says warmly.

“You’re welcome.” She smiles.

“I think I should pay for the shirt,” He says while wincing as Alanis applies the bandage to his broken skin, “Pretty sure I got blood on it.”

“Probably a good idea,” Valentine agrees, “April said you could film in the store, not bleed all over her products.”

“Want anything while we’re here, babe?” Apson asks Alanis, who brightens up immediately at the idea of getting herself a little something. “I’ll go get changed while you pick something out.” He says and walks into the changing room to get back into his clothes.

“Can I see your rings, please?” Alanis asks Valentine brightly.

“Of course!” She unlocks the jewelry case behind the counter and pulls out the rack of rings for Alanis to inspect. She picks up one and tries it on, examining her hand afterwards.

“So when will that video get posted?” Val asks.

“I think Appie will post it on Friday.” She studies the ring on her finger before putting it back and picking up another one. “We should be mutuals!”

“I’d like that,” Valentine grins at Alanis and pulls out her phone, opening tik tok and handing her phone to her. Alanis lets her follow both her and Apsons accounts, Val asks to be mutuals on instagram too.

“There!” Alanis says while handing Val’s phone back to her, “You can message me whenever you want to.”

how it’s going:

The sun shines bright outside of Joosts window, he stirs back and forth for a few minutes before finally opening his eyes. The first thing he sees is his Stitch plushie sitting on the other side of the bed, staring at him. He reaches out and grabs it, bringing it to his chest and squeezes it in a bear hug.

“Goedenmorgen.” Joost grumbles while stretching, his head hurts slightly from a long night of drinking but mostly from the way the sun won’t leave his face.

He rolls over onto his back, picking up Stitch again, he stares at the plush toy for a while with his tired eyes, wondering if he’s weird for talking to it or cuddling with it every night. Wondering if that even matters at all. Wondering if it secretly means something about how lonely he is.

But Joost would do anything not to think about that subject, so he tosses Stitch aside and grabs his phone from the nightstand. It’s already passed 2pm and he’s missed at least 15 text messages between his friends.

Stuntje: “You coming out tonight again?” Stuntje: “Bro? U good?”

Tantu: “Beat coming along nicely👍” *1 image attatched*

Apson: “Made a banger post on tik tok! 😂” Apson: “Please leave me a like boys, I bled for this one! 💀” -tap to see more notifications-

Joost sighs through his nose, opening the tik tok app, his therapist has been trying to get him to stay off tik tok first thing in morning but he can’t help it, especially not when his best friend just posted. It’s also not technically morning anymore.

He watches the funny dog video that pops up on his FYP first, liking it and scrolling to the next video. It’s some level 99 brain-rot meme about skibbity rizz in Ohio, he chuckles and leaves a like before scrolling. The next video is an ad and he instantly scrolls. Apsons video finally pops up:

@ apsonarmy posted 1hr. tagged: @ v4lent1ne @ aprilsclosetNL

emos be like 😂💔💀🤘 #emo #poser 10k likes

202 comments

1k shares

There’s big text on the top of the screen that says “EMOS BE LIKE 🧛”, and there’s Apson, fully looking like an e-boy, pretending to be moody and mysterious.

“Ik ben zooooo emo….”

Joost smiles, immediately liking the post. He watches his friend act on screen as the video plays, chuckling as his friends line delivery keeps getting more and more over-the-top with each sentence. And then the camera pans and he sees this girl on screen, she’s wearing tight, leather, flared pants, a grommet belt with a silver star belt buckle, a cute little cropped graphic tee that shows off her midriff, and some silver chains hanging around her neck.

“Such a fucking poser.” She sneers, her voice ablaze with attitude.

Joosts eyebrows shoot up, she has the most beautifully sharp eyes he’s ever seen, and this head full of thick, fiery hair, glossy lips, and gorgeous makeup. She was undeniable, whoever she was. The type of beauty that would end up in every magazines “Top 100 Most Beautiful Women Of All Time” list—No, Top 50, maybe even Top 10. And yet as soon as she was on screen, she was off. The camera points back at Apson’s dramatic reaction. Joost watches as the chaos unfolds when Apson begins running, trips, falls, nearly gets hit by a bike, screams “no” while lying on the streets of Amsterdam, and clutches his bleeding arm.

The video loops…and Joost watches it again. And again. And again. He’s actually not sure how many times he lets it play before the low battery notification snaps him out of his daze. He quickly taps it away, using his thumb to scroll back to the part where the girl calls Appie a poser. He pauses the video when her face is fully in frame and clears the tik tok display. She was breathtaking—literally, Joost was unintentionally holding his breath. He sat there enamored for a while, then brought the display back, checking the “tagged” portion of the caption to see her there, @ v4lent1ne.

Joost clicks on her profile so fast, just to be severely let down when he sees she only has one video available on her profile. He reads her bio;

“Valentine, 27, Designer, Amsterdam.”

221 32 101 Following Followers Likes

Followed by a link to the April’s Closet website. She hadn’t bothered to link her instagram to her tik tok. He clicks on the video, it’s just a cute little tik tok of her lip syncing to Korn in a nice outfit and beautiful trad-goth makeup, the date says it’s almost a year old. She doesn’t seem to have as much of that spark within her as she did in Appies video, maybe it’s because she was just acting for that, but she looked thinner in this old tik tok, maybe more tired somehow. He scrolled away once it looped.

“Valentine…” Joost sighed out loud, letting the name roll off his tongue while admiring her in her tiny profile picture. He went back to Appie’s video and opened up the comments, typing out “I agree, bros not emo, bros a POSER 🤣😂👍🔥” He immediately liked his own comment upon sending it.

Joost realized it was suddenly stiflingly hot under his blanket and that damn sun was still shining brightly on his face. He tossed the blanket off of him, letting the cool air of his room hit his skin, he looked down and saw he was half hard. “Shit…” Joost groaned.

He hopped out of bed and headed into the bathroom, he caught his own gaze in the mirror, messy bedhead, stubble growing in, dirty blonde roots showing through his bleached hair. A mess. But nothing a good shave and shower couldn’t fix.

Joost turned the faucet on in the shower, letting the water run for a minute while stepping out of yesterday’s boxers. His cock sprung free, hanging somewhere between half limp and nearly hard. His pink tip was blushing at him, begging him to give it a little attention. It’s been a week since he last jerked off anyway, might as well take care of it, Joost thought as stepped under the warm water.

He let the water run down his body, rinsing away yesterday’s sweat from the bar, yesterday’s arguments with festival bookings, yesterday’s dull thoughts that kept him numb and unhappy. All that mattered right now was his pretty dick perking up under the warmth of the water and what he was going to do with it.

Joost ran his fingers through his pubic hair, scratching lighting at the forest of hair there, slowly moving down to squeeze it at the base. He had no intentions of teasing himself today, but he couldn’t think of anything worth fantasizing about just yet. Perhaps a familiar pair of lips came to mind but he quickly stubbed out that thought. Too fresh. It was one video. He shouldn’t.

But as Joost slowly pumped his fist around his length, his mind kept wandering back to those same features, he couldn’t help but picture her—Valentine, apparently—gazing at him, watching him jerk off. Her eyes squinted at him, watching him jerk his cock faster now at the thought of her, she’d sneer at him the same way she did in Appie’s video.

“What a loser…jerking off to some random girl you just found on the internet? Pathetic.” He pictured her saying.

Joost wondered what her skin would feel like, what her skin would smell like—he stopped touching himself and pumped some body wash into his hand and lathered it on his cock, careful not to get any inside. The smell was obviously familiar to him, masculine and clean and filled the steam around him with its scent. It would do for now. He could picture Valentine smelling like this as he closed his eyes. He pictured himself standing in front of her, nude, while she was in that same outfit from Appie’s tik tok. He approached her, towering over her, though he couldn’t possibly know how tall she is, he looked down at her and her eyes flicked to his lips.

It’s barely even a lewd fantasy but Joost is stroking himself so fucking fast to it, the soap forming slippery suds under his hand with every long pump he takes. He wants to lean in and kiss her neck, right against her pulse, fuck—he can feel his own pulse in his cock right now. Valentine’s would match his. He cups her jaw and sticks his thumb in her mouth, she gladly suckles on it, it makes him moan out loud, “Fuuuck-“

Valentine sinks, slowly, so slowly, to her knees and looks into Joosts eyes. Joost is massaging the head of his dick now, he’s so close to cumming, just needs a little more. In his mind she takes him into her soft hand, enjoying the weight and warmth of him in her palm. And finally, she leans in to capture his tip between her gorgeous lips. Those fucking lips. With that, Joost is moaning and stroking himself so fast he is coming undone. His white ropes hit the bottom of the shower and get slowly washed away into the drain. He fucks into his fist, mind erratically imagining Valentine in a number of situations as Joost cums. Rapid flashing of doggy style, cowgirl, her tits covered in his cum, she’s just as breathless and red in the face as he is!

He uses his other hand to prop himself up against the wall, panting as the last beads of cum roll down his reddened tip. Breathlessly, Joost returns to reality, he drops his cock from his hand and lets the water beat against body. He’s less tense that’s for sure, but there’s a weird sense of guilt about it, Joost promises himself to never fantasize about her again. And he doesn’t. At least not while jerking off.

The first few days after Appie posted the tik tok, Joost would sometimes go back and watch it, but after a week, he became too busy. He forced Valentine out of his head. The weird, unfinished picture of her he created would still materialize from time to time, but she altogether slipped from his mind as the weeks and even months had gone by.

how its going to go:

“Fuck,” Joost pants looking down at V, her lips are swollen and wet with their combined spit as Joost had all but swallowed her whole, the flavor of her grape lip gloss coating his tongue. Joost’s cock twitches in his boxers, “You know, the first time I saw you in Appie’s video you gave me a boner?”

Val lets out a strained laugh from her breathlessness, “Really?” Her fingers reach up to trace his mustache, the pads of her fingers barely grazing the skin of his lips. It feels like the touch of an angel.

“Ja.” Joost nods, still staring, kissing at her fingertips.

A low, erotic hum emanates from her chest, “I guess it was meant to be then.”

Something flashes in Joosts eyes when she says that, something so deep, it was like watching his brain chemistry change in real time. “You were made for me…” He whispers before dipping his head into the crook of V’s neck and teething a hard bite into her soft skin.

[more coming soon ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜] -ego⋆♱✮

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oh shit i just realized i forgot to post the trans dipper essay

oh well, better late than never!

Introducing - Why Mason "Dipper" Pines is Trans and Why that Matters - an essay I spent more time on than I did my actual college project today

Mason "Dipper" Pines from Gravity Falls is trans. Trans masculine, to be specific. Do I believe this was intentional? No. Do I believe that there's a seriously convincing case to be made? Fuck yes.

So first off, he's just like me frfr, which is pretty compelling in and of itself. But that's not enough for a whole essay, so we move onto our second point - character designs. Dipper is designed like, well, like every modern-era trans man I've ever drawn who isn't goth. The shorts, the one shirt in the one color, the absolute insecurity. He even does the hunch of the back! Also, I think I heard somewhere that the vest is to make his shoulders look broader, which I'm not entirely sure is canon but I am accepting this whole-heartedly. It's such a trans move of him. He's too young (and it's summer so it's too hot) to wear a dysphoria hoodie so he picked a vest. (I say too young because dysphoria hoodies usually cover your chest and Dipper and Mabel probably haven't hit puberty.)

The second part comes directly from science. According to this article, and many others, sex in identical twins is complicated, but most identical twins will be born the same sex. There are cases where this isn't true (which might be the case for Mabel and Dipper) or they might be fraternal, which is also pretty likely. However, looking at them when they were younger (and listening to their very similar voices), it's likely they were identical and both girls. That's not to say I dislike trans Mabel - every trans woman I draw dresses like her, so I do love her being trans as well and them hitting the age of like. 10. and swapping genders is incredibly funny and adorable to me.

So, we can't reliably use the aforementioned evidence, then, can we? After all, identical twins can be different sexes, although rare, and we don't have any proof they are identical beyond their visual (and when they were younger, audible) similarities. Well, first off, I'd say that's pretty compelling evidence already. In a cartoon, especially one as detailed and beautiful-looking as Gravity Falls (the art is good and I will die on this hill), visual language makes up for a lot. And Alex Hirsh has gone on record saying that he very much wanted Jason Ritter and Kristen Schaal for Dipper and Mabel respectively, to the point where he would have canceled the show if Kristen hadn't signed on, so I wholeheartedly believe every character (with the exception of Grenda and any other characters who had last minute va's picked) had their voice actors picked very specifically. I can't find whether Jason Ritter voiced younger Dipper, though, so that's a dead end.

Now, that's all well and good, but it's a lot of visual language, isn't it? Why don't we move into something more based in the writing itself?

So the first and most prominent example of Dipper being transgender is the episode Dipper vs Manliness. You know it, you probably have emotions on it, it's the episode where Dipper is trying his hardest to be a man's man. The episode was supposed to be about toxic masculinity and how to be a real man is to stick to your morals. It's a good lesson and in my opinion, holds up even in 2024. Pretty good. Does a great job of what it wants to do. Now, Dipper vs. Manliness has been dissected to hell and back already as a transgender allegory, so I'll keep this brief: the episode centers around Dipper being mocked for not being manly. While Mabel and Stan still see him as a man, albeit an effeminate one, it gets to Dipper. He proceeds to do anything to prove himself a real man. If viewed as a trans allegory, Mabel is teasing her brother and not realizing how deeply it actually hurts him (whether accidentally because she fails to realize how insecure he is over it or because she hasn't been there before, depending on how you want to headcanon it). As for Stan, I like to pretend he's supportive but regularly forgets Dipper was ever a girl, so he makes a serious slip up because of that (and/or he's regurgitating stuff said to him. That hits harder if you also headcanon trans Stan, which I am warming up to). Dipper proceeds to try and prove himself a man, crying when he takes even one more blow to his self esteem/sense of identity as a man, and eventually gets comfort from his family when they realize just how BADLY they messed him up. He is affirmed as a man and the episode ends. Everything that can be said, has been said - including that you don't have to act toxically masculine - or even masculine at all - to be a real man. Remember this part, it will be important later.

So, other trans moments for Dipper come a little sparser. Dipper vs. Manliness is the example for a good reason. But still, there's other moments. The short Voice Over from one of the short story compliation episodes is another one that's commonly referenced as a metaphor for voice dysphoria. Yes, Dipper's voice is cracking in ways common for a cis pre-teen boy his age, but the pitch and tone of his voice can also be seen as his more feminine voice peeking through. Taking the potion can be seen as taking testosterone or other hormones. Granted, this falls apart when you consider that Dipper is later discouraged from taking the potion, because that could be read as Dipper being discouraged from transitioning, but on the other side of the spectrum, it could be read as Dipper being affirmed as a real man despite his voice. From that perspective, his family prevents him from taking (possibly dangerous) homebrewed hrt. Also, the euphoria he gets when it does change his voice is just. Absolutely adorable.

Now, my favorite resource for Dipper acting trans is in the episode Headhunters. He's asking Manly Dan questions and Manly Dan calls Dipper a girl. And MAN the discomfort on Dipper's face. He immediately attempts to correct Manly Dan, but is shut down and the episode moves on. I think that for such a short moment, it does a good job of making Dipper seem trans, though. He is called a girl and feels extreme discomfort around it. He does not like being called a girl. He is not a girl. But he's not shocked or surprised or even really offended - he's resigned. He's used to being called a girl. Sure, he hates it, but he doesn't cry or scream or anything. Sounds to me like a trans man who's absurdly used to being misgendered but still hates it. That pain never goes away, but sometimes all you can do is flinch in discomfort, try to correct and move on, like the episode does.

For a (mostly humorous) video of more of Dipper acting trans, check out this video.

So I think we've made a pretty compelling point for Dipper Pines being trans masc here. Looks pretty good, yup, this is a great essay, let's wrap it up. Oh? What's that? The name of this essay?

Why Mason "Dipper" Pines is transgender and why that matters.

Well, let's dive into section two of this essay - why does Dipper being trans matter?

Someone could easily say it doesn't matter. Just fun fandom headcanons, that's it, wrap it up now. Nothing more to say. Dipper is trans and that's just a fun reading of his character.

But I don't think that's the case. I think that Dipper being trans means so much - to trans fans of the show, to fans who have never seen or spoken to trans people before, and to queer fans of Gravity Falls and similar shows. (I personally am a Steven Universe fan who really valued the representation there, so Gravity Falls and all it's queer coding means a lot to me.)

First and foremost, I'm not going to keep you in the dark as to why you're remembering my earlier point. As a recap, it was this: Dipper vs. Manliness, and by proxy, Gravity Falls as a whole, says that you don't have to be traditionally masculine to be a real man. For a show that spends a lot of time mocking a kid commonly headcanoned to be a trans man, that says a lot, and a lot of stuff I think more people need to hear.

You do not need to act like your gender to be your gender.

You do not need to present like your gender to be your gender.

You do not need to fit some rigid box that society enforces to be who you are.

If you are a man, you are a man, trans or cis, regardless of how you act. (And the same goes for women and nonbinary people! You don't have to fit a mold.)

You don't owe anyone anything.

You don't owe people masculinity. (Or femininity or androgyny for that matter.)

I think that's part of the reason Dipper vs. Manliness ages so well. Dipper reads as trans, especially to queer fans, and his story in that episode tells us that we don't have to be someone we're not for people to take us seriously as who we are. At the end of the day, the really masculine thing is staying true to you - a sentiment echoed and reversed in The Last Mabelcorn, where the most feminine thing you can do is to stay true to yourself. I can't find it right now, but I could swear that there's a That GF Fan video explaining my point a little better. The point is, there's nothing that makes you more of whatever your gender is than staying true to yourself.

Additionally, if Dipper really is trans and someone sees themself in him, that can help them explore their gender or explain it to other people. Young kids who have never interacted with trans people before can see Dipper and grow up to connect the dots - or grow up to have him crack their eggs.

I know I'm new to the fandom and I was already out before watching the show, but he really helped me explore my gender. I like dressing like him - he's very relatable, even though I'm old enough to be in college now. I see him as a very anxious, slightly paranoid trans kid, and I see a lot of myself in him. He has a lot of issues, and a lot of issues that aren't trans specific but definitely hit harder when you are trans. He makes me feel seen on a level that I never thought a cartoon character could do.

Honestly, here would be a good place to put a rant about representation in kids media - queer kids under the age of 12 exist and struggle. I liked a girl (before realizing I was trans) in fifth grade, so about 9 years old. There are kids who experiment with their gender when they're younger than that. We're here and we exist, and every single time a character in children's media is made and is prevalent, another kid is able to really see themself.

That's really the point of this section. Dipper is trans. That matters. People - mostly queer kids but people of all ages - see themselves in him. He's here and we see him as queer because it's validating. It feels so good to hear Stan affirm him at the end of Dipper vs. Manliness, because it proves that at the end of the day, you don't need to present as super masc or femme or androgynous to be who you are.

Gravity Falls, through coding Dipper as trans, sent a message:

You are seen. You are loved. You are valid.

Thank you for reading this all. Trans Dipper means a lot to me, and I love writing him and seeing him in general. I want more of him because Dipper being trans means the world to me.

I love you all. Have a wonderful day. Remember to stay true to yourself.

[celiastjamesoscar]

Luminous Waters

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x Fem!reader

Summary: You drag your girlfriend Wednesday to a beautiful pond that you discovered and enjoy the stars together.

Warnings: slight grave digging, Wednesday attempts to drown R

Word Count: 3.1K

My masterlist

A/N: I rushed this and I hate how it turned out; I just wanted to post something for Wednesday before I posted my big one for her 💀

The wooded floors of Ophelia Hall creaked as you tipped-toed your way down it. It was almost midnight and several hours past curfew, but now was the perfect time to show Wednesday your discovery.

You had been galavanting around the grounds of Nevermore when you discovered a beautiful pond hidden away from the rest of the world. It was as if it was your own personal portal into another world that reminded you of fairy tales and happy-ever-afters.

You slowly approached Wednesday’s door and used the spare key she had given you to unlock it. You quietly shut the door and moved toward Wednesday’s bed. You approached her sleeping figure and whispered, “Wednesday, wake up.” The girl’s eyes snapped open as she leaned in bed and looked around before her eyes landed on yours. Despite her expressionless face, her eyes had a hint of bewilderment as she shook the sleep from her body.

“What’s going on, Y/N?” She asked with worry laced in her voice as she moved from her bed and gently placed her hands on your forearms.

You smiled at the contact before whispering, “Come on, follow me.” The girl gave you a death glare but got dressed and ready anyways.

“Where are we going?” She questioned as she followed you out of the school and into the woods. Usually, she would not hesitate or ask questions about a midnight adventure, but this was you. You were known for your sporadic activities that usually landed you in weekend detention, which is how you met Wednesday, your girlfriend of four months.

You were in chemistry class and messing around in the lap when you accidentally made a bomb and earned yourself detention. As a punishment, you had to help clean out the greenhouse that belonged to former teacher Marilyn Thornhill when you met Wednesday. She was closed off at first, but when you told her what you got a detention for, she soon revealed that she received one for trying to burn down the sheriff's station.

The two of you bonded over your shared love for the darker arts and soon found yourselves thrown together for detentions, and after a while, the two of you began studying together. You were in desperate need of math help, and to your surprise, Wednesday offered to help you, and she was actually a good teacher. Even though she sometimes threatened to murder you in your sleep, you enjoyed spending time with her.

After a few weeks of studying had passed, you two eventually started hanging out on a more personal level together. Ranging from movie nights together to digging graves; your ‘hangouts’ with Wednesday were everything but boring.

“Word harder,” Wednesday commanded you. The two of you were three feet deep in the grave of a former aristocrat. You both had shovels in your hands, sweat glistened on your faces, and hair stuck to your faces as you two continued your digging. “I’m trying!” You whined as you wiped sweat from your forehead with your forearm. Wednesday had been remarkably eager to get this grave dug up, and it was slightly driving you mad.

This was one of your more formal hangouts with Wednesday, and she wanted to impress you. You usually dug up the graves of farmers or people who might help the goth girl with her cases or novel. You two seldom dug up the graves of rich people, so this was a ‘proper date’ in Wednesday’s eyes.

She didn’t know when she had acquired feelings for you; maybe it was your soft, gentle nature that contradicted everything about her, the way you shared her love for darkness, or the way you never treated her any differently. The only thing she knew was she cared for you far too profoundly than she did other people, and she couldn’t fight her urges to kiss you.

So when your shovel hit against the coffin, you were getting ready to cry out with joy when Wednesday dropped her shovel, grabbed your jaw, and pulled you down into her. “Wednes-” was all you could get out before you felt the goth girl’s soft lips against your own.

It was gentle and slow, exactly how you had imagined kissing Wednesday. Your lips moved together in a slow dance as your hearts beat with anticipation and eagerness, and just as you deepened the kiss, a booming voice called out, “Hey! What are you doing over there?”

You and Wednesday pulled apart and saw the graveyard attendee shining his flashlight on you. You quickly stood out of the grave and helped Wednesday out before running through the cemetery hand in hand as the guard chased you. After leading him on a foot chase, you two left the cemetery and returned to Nevermore.

Stopped just outside the gates of Nevermore, you breathlessly looked over at Wednesday, who seemed to be having an internal battle with herself. She was never one to be short of words; she was a writer, of course, but now, as she stared up at your love-filled eyes, her brain refused to work. So she swallowed her pride and said the first thing that came to her mind: “Die.”

You were completely shocked at her word and were utterly confused; she had kissed you mere moments ago, and now she was telling you to die. “You just had your tongue down my throat, and now you’re telling me to die?” You asked, exaggerating the kiss a little bit.

Wednesday huffed at your words but moved closer and pulled you into a searing kiss once more. Your lips moved together as you kissed the smaller girl back with force, and you moved your hands to wrap around her waist, pulling her against you.

When oxygen became a problem, you pulled back and rested your foreheads together. “Do you still want me to die?” You questioned with a sly smile on your lips. Wednesday kissed the words before grabbing your hand and leading you through the gates, “At this current moment, yes. You make me feel like I am in heaven and hell all at once; I want to shower you with meaningless affections, and at the same time, I want to strangle you,” the goth girl finished speaking as she led you through the halls of Nevermore and up to Ophelia Hall.

She stopped outside her door and studied your face; you had a smile on your lips, and your eyes had a hopeful glint that refused to leave her own. “Meet me at midnight tomorrow at the same grave,” Wednesday spoke quietly before she entered her room and shut the door.

When you returned to the grave the following night, Wednesday had set up a beautiful picnic, and you had to fight back a laugh at the sight: a red checkered cloth on the ground next to a desecrated grave and a straw picnic basket with black dahlias on a vase.

The two of you enjoyed a quiet meal together and occasionally talked about your plans for the next few days. When the meal was finished, you laid back on the blanket and stared up at the stars. There wasn’t a cloud in sight as the stars and moon shined brightly in the open sky. You were so busy in your thoughts that you overlooked Wednesday, who was shifting her weight and lying down next to you. Slowly, she inched her fingers toward your own, and laced your fingers together. You looked over your shoulder and sent the more petite girl a smile that was only reserved for her before letting go of her hand and gently laying your head on her stomach.

The feeling startled Wednesday; she never had someone this close to her, but she welcomed the new feeling. Slowly, she lifted her right hand and gently ran her fingers through your hair and slightly smiled when she heard you sigh in relief. The two of you enjoyed the silence as you stared up at the stars together, not wanting to break the peaceful quiet that had fallen over the cemetery.

“Would you allow me to court you?” Wednesday asked suddenly with a hushed tone as if she spoke any louder, you would disappear into thin air. You moved from Wednesday’s stomach and propped yourself up on your elbow as you lay beside the smaller girl who refused to meet your gaze. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” You asked as you poked Wednesday in the stomach with your free hand.

She scoffed at your words and jabbed you much harder in the stomach before moving her head to look at you. “I am not asking you to be my girlfriend; a question like that is only for small-minded children who don’t understand the concept of romantics and people who have no serious intentions of a relationship. I am asking you if you will allow me to court you,” she stated as her eyes glanced at your lips before returning to your eyes.

“Okay, then. I will allow you to court me,” you said with hearty eyes as you leaned down to place a chaste kiss on Wednesday’s forehead. The smaller girl’s cheeks heated up at the action, and shook off the spiders crawling in her stomach. “Good,” She said as she grabbed your neck and pulled you down to kiss her.

And now, four months later, you pulled Wednesday into a vast forest that surrounded the grounds of Nevermore into the heart of the tranquil forest. It was embraced by the soft embrace of moonlight filtering through the canopy of trees. The leaves rustled gently in the nocturnal breeze, creating a symphony of whispers that echoed through the woods as you dragged Wednesday through the woods.

“Come on, Wednesday, it will be fun,” you begged as you pulled gently on her hand. As the moonlight bathed the foliage, the shadows danced upon the forest floor, alternating between patches of light and darkness. The silver glow cast an ethereal atmosphere, accentuating the natural beauty of the woodland, and Wednesday had to give it to you; this place was breathtaking.

‘It’s like Narnia, but for vampires, it’s breathtaking,’ was your description of the place, and, naturally, Wednesday was suspicious. But now, Wednesday wished she had listened to you sooner, even though she would never admit that.

The air was filled with the fragrance of damp earth and pine, carried by the cool night breeze. The nocturnal creatures stirred in the underbrush, their movements barely audible, adding an aura of mystery to the woodland that only intrigued Wednesday more.

“Here we are,” you said as you led Wednesday to the end of the path with a small, moonlit pond. A large tree was close on the water's edge with an old swing hanging above the glassy-smooth water, as they heard bats fluttering around them. The moonlight reflected off the water and painted the trees a light blue as the moon peeked through the treetops.

Wednesday watched as you removed your shoes and socks and dipped your toes in the water. “Come on, Wens,” you said before you dived into the water, completely clothed. She waited until you resurfaced before scolding, “What is wrong with you? You’re going to catch a cold.”

You scoffed at Wednesday’s words as you swam close to her and slashed her with water, causing her to pick up your shoe and throw it at you. “Hey! Watch it, you little ankle biter,” you exclaimed as you picked your shoe up from the water and slung it back onto the shore, water being flung from it as well.

“Stop calling me false names, Y/N,” Wednesday said as she took off her shoes and socks and sat on the swing, dipping her toes in the chilly water. “And how are you swimming in this water?”

“I’ll stop calling you ‘false names’ when they stop being true,” you reasoned as you swam over to Wednesday and stared at her with hearty eyes. “I thought you liked cold and creepy things, so why aren’t you getting in?”

At your comment, Wednesday kicked her foot and splashed water onto you, and some of it got in your eyes. You let out an exaggerated scream as your hands went to your eyes and began frantically rubbing them. “My eyes! I’m blind!” You screamed out as you swam a couple of feet away from Wednesday.

“Stop being a baby. You deserved it,” Wednesday stated as she continued kicking water at you. You groaned at your girlfriend’s words before shutting your eyes and swimming closer to the girl before grabbing her ankle and pulling her into the water. The more petite girl didn’t even have time to protest before her mouth filled with water, and her screams fell silent in the water as you laughed at her.

She spits out the water that had seeped into her mouth before playfully slapping your arm, “You are insufferable.” You laughed at her words as you swam close and wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her into you. “Yeah, but you love it,” you replied as you placed a chaste kiss on your girlfriend’s forehead, and she hummed in response.

“That I do, cara mia,” Wednesday whispered as she kissed your lips. You smiled into the kiss, and before you could deepen it, Wednesday pushed your head under the water and held it there. You tried to fight against your girlfriend’s grip, but she was surprisingly strong for her size. You knew that she also had a morbid sense of humor and enjoyed the suffering of others; you didn’t think she would inflict it on you.

Before oxygen became a problem for you, Wednesday pulled you back above the surface and smiled as she watched you suck in breaths. “I hope you have learned your lesson, Y/N,” she said as she slowly drifted away from you and floated on her back.

You scoffed at her words before floating on your back as well. “And what lesson is that supposed to be, Wednesday? To never pull you into water or give you kisses?” You asked as you grabbed Wednesday’s hand and laced your fingers together.

“To think that I would care for such a mundane thing as kisses is absurd; I was referring to your idiotic move of pulling me into the water,” your girlfriend said as she pulled you closer to her; now your shoulders were touching as you two stares up at the starry night.

“Well, if they are so mundane, you better not sneak into my room anymore for late-night make-out sessions while Yoko is out,” you retorted as you looked over at Wednesday, who had a slight frown pulling at her lips of not receiving your kisses anymore.

The past month Wednesday would sneak into your room for help on her ‘kissing techniques,’ and you loved every second of it. You knew that Wednesday just needed an excuse to taste your lips, but you didn’t dare to call her out on it. For Wednesday, once she kissed your lips, she knew she was doomed. The feeling of your soft lips against her own was her lifeline now, and she would surely perish if she went longer than a day without feeling them against hers.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Wednesday dryly stated. You had to bite back a laugh as your girlfriend’s frown grew larger. “You’re right,” you said as you pulled your conjoined hands to your lips and placed a gentle kiss on the back of Wednesday’s hand. The two of you returned to staring at the stars, basking in the silence and love you felt for each other.

After fifteen minutes had passed, you softly said, “I love looking at the stars.” Wednesday hummed at your words; she already knew of your love for them but didn’t quite understand why. “What do you mean?” She asked quietly.

“Looking up at the stars makes me feel small. But in a good way,” you said with a small smile.

“I cannot comprehend that feeling small would make you feel good,” Wednesday commented as she watched you let out a small laugh.

“You’re overthinking it, Wens. Whenever something bothers me, or I get stressed out, I pull back to get some perspective on the world. It all seems kinda silly and pointless when you think about your problems in terms of the cosmos and all the galaxies surrounding us, you know?” You admitted with a slight shrug of your shoulders.

Wednesday took in your words for a few moments before speaking, “I suppose that does make sense.” She knew you loved philosophy and the grand scheme of things, and it’s one of the many things she adored about you. “I admire your love for critical thinking, Y/N. Even though it seems you hardly think at all sometimes,” she joked, and you couldn’t help but laugh at her comment.

“I don’t use my brain all the time because the great powers I have stored away could kill someone,” you said as you gently floated away from Wednesday but pulled on her hand and came crashing into her side. She scoffed at the action but pulled you closer to her; you two enjoyed the silence and the midnight sky as you floated in the cold water.

After enough time in the water, your teeth began chatting, but you didn’t want to ruin this moment. “Let us return to Nevermore before you become completely useless,” Wednesday stated as she let go of your head and swam to the shore. You whined when you lost her hand but grudgingly approached the goth girl.

A few minutes into the walk, you began to shiver, while Wednesday couldn’t be bothered by the cold clothes that clung to her skin. “I told you not to swim in your clothes,” Wednesday warned.

You huffed at her words and wrapped your arms around yourself, desperate for body heat. “Technically, you never told me not to swim in my clothes. You just told me I would catch a cold.”

“And I hope you do,” Wednesday dryly replied. She told you that you would catch a cold, so she smiled to herself when she heard your teeth start to clatter again.

When you two returned to Ophelia Hall, you were nearly frozen to death, while Wednesday couldn’t have been bothered. It drove you mad how the girl seemed indifferent about her soaking wet clothes, but you appreciated how she walked you to your dorm room. “Thank you for coming with me tonight, Wednesday. I had fun with you,” you said through shivering teeth as you rubbed your hands on your arms.

“I also had a pleasant time with you, mon cher,” Wednesday said as she placed a gentle kiss on your lips one last time before going back to her room. She smiled when she heard you cough and sniffle; she knew she would have to take care of you and your illness tomorrow, and she couldn’t wait to rub it in your face.

[dramaticallytotal]

TDWT Headcanons Pt. 7

Part 1 Last Part

• Leshawna, Cody, Noah, Harold, Sierra, Gwen, Ezekiel, and Duncan have allergies. Leshawna with pineapples, Cody with so many freaking bugs and goat saliva, Noah is allergic to bees, pollen, and dust. Harold has many but most notably crab apples and gummy slugs. Sierra is a little allergic to soy. Gwen is allergic to eucalyptus. Finally, Ezekiel has a slight allergy to peanuts. It's not bad, but he really hates it because he likes the taste of peanuts.

• Noah has so much blackmail on Chris it's not even funny. Mainly, it's embarrassing blackmail because the man has a bad habit of texting Noah his 3 am. thoughts, and they are all so freaking stupid.

One of his favorites was "Do you think Chef would love me if I was worm?"

Followed by

"Do you think he'd love me more if I could cook?"

Then

"Would he love me if I was a cooking worm like that stupid animated rat?"

• New Labels!! We all know everyone gets a label, so I'm either giving them new ones or tweaking their old ones or leaving them the same. We shall go alphabetically.

- Alejandro: The Arch Villain. It's simple and to the point!

- Blaineley: The Gossip Queen. I feel like she should have gotten one despite not being in the season that long.

- Bridgette: The Surfing Hostess. A mix of her original ones, plus acknowledging her being co-host of Aftermath

- Cody: The Drama Geek. A reference to his band The Drama Brothers mixed with his original label.

- Courtney: The Intimidating Overachiever. I just wanted to make it longer XD

- DJ: The Teddy Bear. Why mess with perfection?

- Duncan: The JD. Chris thought it was a clever musical reference, plus it stands for Juvenile Delinquent.

- Eva: The Powerhouse Stunt Girl. Noah made him change it to something positive with the power of blackmail.✨️

- Gwen: Living Goth Girl. Look... Noah was sleeping deprived, and one of the interns was blasting, Living Dead Girl and his half asleep brain thought it was hilarious. Chris's fully awake brain agreed.

- Harold: Uber Geek Bro. Mix of other labels plus his band name.

- Heather: The Queen Bee. Why mess with perfection x 2.

- Izzy: Izz-sane Actress. Chris could not help himself and gave her a pun. Noah made him put the actress.

- Leshawna: The Reality Queen. A nod to her and Tyler's run of reality TV shows. Despite what Blaineley said, it wasn't Leshawna's desperate grab for her former fame. All the shows asked her to guest star, and she did great.

- Lindsay: Her Hotness. A callback to her Admiral Lindsay Her Hotness role. Noah knows it was a fan favorite character arch. Thus, he added it.

- Noah: The High IQ. Why mess with perfection x 3, plus, Noah thinks it will help people underestimate him again.

- Owen: Big O. Chris and Noah just went with Izzy's nickname for Owen.

- Sierra: Obsessive Uber-Fan. It fits, and it makes the cast just believe she is a super fan, and then they meet her and are like "ooooh...you were not kidding about the Obsessive part."

- Trent: Loverboy. Short. Sweet. To the point XD

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Bonus:

- Chef: The Chef-of-all-trades. Because he does basically everything and Noah thought it was funny.

- Chris: The Host With The Most. Chris wanted to keep his classic label. (Noah calls him The Host With The Most Issues in his head.)

• When they were making the labels, Noah had to resort to spraying Chris with a spray bottle if he accidentally said something that would be seen as offensive. This morphed into Noah spraying him if he was being a diva, difficult, or just plain dumb.

• Noah immediately clocked Alejandro as too good to be true the moment they were in the craft services tent after being "rescued" by Chris and Chef. How? Because Noah was immediately attracted to him and Noah had bad taste in guys (or so his sisters say). Also, because, hello???? He auditioned to be on a show called Total Drama Dirtbags.

• Also also, Noah seems to attract ...eccentric types of people, and Alejandro chose to sit next to him on the bus. Well, in the seats across from him, seeing as he was sitting with Eva, and she chose the window seat. And he actually talked to him. To Noah, that was a big clue.

• When Noah and Blaineley get introduced to the merge people they each have to sing their own song. Blaineley, of course, songs her song Blaine-rific. Noah sings a parody of the song Roxie from Chicago with worked around lyrics, but he's hoping to spite the producers, and hopes they have to pay royalties or something for his song.

• Blaineley is pissed when she watches Noah's song because he got a costume that resembles Roxie's in the movie version somewhat, and some of the male interns even joined in as his background dancers and singer. He hoped Noelle was freaking proud because he performed the hell out of that song!

• Alejandro is definitely not jealous of all the boys pretending (they better be pretending) to fawn over Noah

• It's another instance of Alejandro being stunned by Noah, then he sees him in the wedding dress and blushes so hard.

• Bridgette and Noah are pretty good friends. They weirdly enough bonded over recipes since Bridgette is vegan, and Noah being Tamil eats a lot of vegan dishes whenever his mother cooks.

• Owen, Leshawna, Noah, Gwen, Alejandro, Courtney, Dj, and Tyler can all cook really damn good. Owen picked it up when he was trying diets, and he has actually lost some weight cooking for himself and his family. He's really proud. (So is Team E-Scope.) Leshawna because her aunties taught her and the senior volunteers at the shelters she helps at taught her too. DJ because of his Momma, of course. Gwen because she wanted to help her mom out, and sometimes, her mom was just so tired after working. Noah because his family sees cooking as a bonding experience. Alejandro learned so he could impress more people, but also his Nana wanted him to be self-reliant. Courtney because she didn't want to have to rely on others when she could do it herself. Tyler is a surprise, but he found out he could cook well when he started cooking for Lindsay for dates.

• Harold burned water once.

• Izzy isn't allowed in the kitchen. She likes to experiment too much.

• In Rapa Nui, when Chris was wearing the super short shorts, all the contestants there screamed in horror, and some even threw themselves to the floor. Noah slammed his face into the closest surface, which happened to be a very chiseled chest. Alejandro hid his face in Noah's hair.

• Chris was not amused at everyone's dramatics.

• I need you all to know that the Rapa Nui challenge isn't even a challenge because they couldn't close the rock fast enough, and Noah got picked up by the condor and taken to the nest. Which means he got his eggs all in the nest at once. Which means he automatically won.

• Chris comes up with a last-minute second challenge that whoever saves Noah gets immunity as well. (Someone save his son!)

• Noah is just trying not to freak out as the giant condor preens his hair like he's one of her chicks.

Next Part

[starlightshadowsworld]

Concept: Reserve Course student Makoto Naegi.

Makoto is just the embodiment of that sunshine kid that gets adopted by a bunch of goths.

Everyone looks down at the Reserve Course students, even their own peers. That is except for Makoto who doesn’t treat any of them with anything but kindness.

Even if people are rude to him at first because they think he’s mocking or pitying them. But they soon learn that no Makoto is just that genuinely kind of a person.

They also learn that Makoto may be nice but he’s not a pushover. Any main course student or teacher that tries to belittle them is met with fury.

Makoto doesn’t even need to throw hands. The verbal beat down he delivers all the while staring them down with the rage of a thousand suns is all he needs.

He won’t let anyone talk badly about his fellow students. Even if he’s ended up suspended or in trouble for it.

That garners him a lot of respect from his peers. And so in true Makoto fashion he accidentally befriends the daughter of the Yakuza and some other powerful students.

Because the Reserve Course students don’t not have talents it means they all paid to get in here through their families wealth or through connections.

Makoto is actually one of the only students that comes from neither wealth nor status. His upbringing was a lot more humble compared to there’s.

How he got in is because of his childhood best friend, Sayaka Maizono.

She was upset he couldn’t attend Hopes Peak and after getting his parents permission she used her money and connections to secure him a place in the next best thing.

Because yes she’d miss him but also because Makoto deserves the best.

Makoto is rather fond of her and so she’s one of the only Ultimates that gets passage into the Reserve Course and isn’t treated with hostility.

It also helps that when shes around Makoto, Sayaka drops the ‘made for tv’ facade instantly. Revealing a bubbly yet sharp and perceptive girl that genuinely loves her craft.

But isn’t a stranger to the darkness within it. How even with her new class, Makoto and her group are the only real friends shes ever had.

They all notice that Makoto, despite missing his friend dearly always gets their permission to let her in the building. Despite Ultimates being allowed to roam freely wherever they want.

He knows how they feel as does Sayaka. She may not have put much stock into the whole Ultimates are better shit but shes more then a little aware of it.

And so she’s always mindful to never bring up her talent or music. Not unless someone else brings up first.

It’s weirdly sweet.

Some of the Reserve Course students begrudgingly find Sayaka not so bad and unfortunately for them she’s caught on. The insults fall into more playful banter and Makoto’s just happy to see everyone getting along.

Then there’s Hajime who thinks Makoto is insane.

Somewhat similarly to the way Nagito blue screens when he learns Hajime doesn’t have a talent.

That’s about how Hajime sees Makoto, because what the fuck is wrong with you?

How can you be so happy as an average person? How can you not be jealous of your talented friend?How can you not want to be part of that world?

Unlike Nagito tho, Hajime never voices any of this so Makoto just smiles and waves him while the man’s inner monologuing.

Don’t get him wrong. Makoto is a sweet guy and is the only one brave enough to stop Natsume and Sato from fighting.

But there’s obviously something deeply wrong with him if you ask Hajime.

Makoto is completely unaware of Hajime’s thoughts. Sayaka on the other hand…

“Call him crazy again. I dare you.” Said Sayaka in a voice many could misinterpret as sweet.

But all Hajime could hear was malice. His blood ran cold, he looked for a way but she was standing by the only exit.

“I..how did you know that I didn’t say anything?!”

She smiled, cold and cruel.

“I’m psychic.”

She couldn’t be..could she?

“I bought Makoto here so he could be close, yes. But also to ensure his safety. Being the bestie of an idol is not an easy position to be in. But I’m rather selfish like that I suppose.”

Her gaze pinned him in place.

“I won’t let you or anyone else look down on him. He is worth more to me than this school ever will. I protect what’s mine Hajime Hinata and I would burn the world if meant keeping him warm.”

Why? Why would someone like her care so deeply for someone like him?

She glared and oh maybe she was psychic.

“I pity you. Not for your lack of talent. But that you’ve somehow convinced yourself that’s all that matters is in the world.”

It was his turn to scoff and she sighed before resuming her threat.

“In any case, you’ve all grown used to the fact that Makoto’s a kind soul. But I am not so gentle. Try anything, and I’ll make sure you can’t even dream about the main building ever again.”

And just like that she was gone.

…What the fuck just happened?

[corpseidol]

🩸- anon here with a few more silly ideas. (I’m a masc person so most of these are from a masc perspective:((( )

Logan and Goth older brother reader, kind of like Sunshine X Cerberus, but in the phantom realm? Readers the terrified one. And then Logan takes the protective role of :3

Ashlyn with a tap/acro dancer, friendly competition of different dance styles. Or a martial artist, I say this because if you’ve ever been in a dance studio that does multiple styles, the friendly beef is CRAZZYYY

Ben with either really short chaotic reader or a reader who’s taller then him and is the dad friend, bro is prepared for everything^2

Tyler with a Shakespeare quoting theatre kid, overly flirty and all (with consent ofc) they’re so gay for eachother

I literally can’t view Taylor dating someone who’s masc, but best ship I think is girlboss (Taylor) X girl failure, like fem reader is clumsy, bad at school, but in phantom realm? She’s the one hunting the phantoms down

Aiden… GOD AIDEN WITH A CHILDHOOD FRIEND HE TRIED TO MIMICK? BC HE WAS JUST SO COOL, AND AIDEN WANTED TO BE COOL LIKE HIM??? AUGHHH

no idea if this is a request, i assume not. but i’ll involve this with the misc list since i throw in my own ideas and a whole ass rant.

LOGAN. sunshine x cerberus would be the funniest thing ever because it reminds me of rodrick heffley. so lots of bonus points if goth older brother is a HUGE tease and does music. i feel like it’d be fun for goth!reader and aiden vs tyler with that personality i’m going for. just imagining goth laughing and encouraging taylor to record them; even provoking aiden and tyler when they’re all grumpy. but side effect: VERY IGNORANT PERSON if they were not involved with the phantom world, they would tease logan about the whole thing; even in public. which would cause serious problems like accidentally outing them and causing suspicions. if they were involved with the phantom world, they would react the same way tyler did but start a whole argument with tyler using tons of different insults. (bonus: actually very loving towards logan. does not care if their teasing goes too far but would protect logan with his fucking life.)

ANOTHER BONUS! in the band au, goth!reader would def help logan with his eyeliner (only did it when he noticed how half-assed logan’s make up was.)

ASH. at first, would most likely find the competition weird. if you made playful competitive jokes when you first meet her, she’d most likely be confused with your tone. are you making fun of her? are you trying to fight? are you joking? honestly kind of like another aiden x ashlyn if he was a dancer.. turns into a taylor x ash dynamic if we make this competitive little fella a good comforter. that’s absolutely adorable. at some point ash will find the playfulness easing her; sometimes irritated when you accuse her of “cheating” in the playful competition which is… most definitely not possible. if sbg were to be a musical, just imagine these two having a song where ash has to keep up with tap/acro dancer; most likely a “the other side” from the greatest showman type of song ngl.

BEN. would have such a fun personality if there was another dude who was way taller and was more of a dad figure. huge idol for ben honestly. yk the scene where ash compliments him for his good “first aid skills” or wtv and he blushes? imagine him always blushing everytime dad friend!reader compliments him or pats him on the head telling him that he did such a good job and that he’s proud. ben would hate showing his anger issues more towards dad friend!reader because he feels something in him that he doesn’t want to disappoint dad friend!reader. when they first met, he’d be way more timid because i like to think dad friend!reader would be a yapper but more of a calm one. would find it absolutely awkward being around dad friend!reader but finds so much comfort when dad friend!reader does something father-like (finds himself agreeing with dad friend!reader a lot and mindlessly following him while also throwing in his ideas.)

BONUS: picks up random habits that dad friend!reader does

TYLER. would find it absolutely ridiculous if a kid were to quote Shakespeare to him. but get this guy in a grumpy mood and tell him a shakespeare quote him? now you’re just being annoying. THOUUGHHHHH this guy seems to be keeping those words? oh m ygod just imagine reader getting upset and he pulls up with a shakespeare quote and he gets all shy when you tease him because he just gave out that he thinks of you when he sees ANY quote at all. proceeds to say “it’s just a one time thing” but uses quotes you have said to him to motivate him in the phantom world.

TAYLOR. she SCREAMSSSSS bisexual in denial. just imagine her blushy face when she sees how strong reader is in the phantom world, constantly defending her n shit. bandaging her own brother can be hard, but bandaging you??? YOU????? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO WITH HER?? MARRY HER??? BECAUSE SHE ISN’T SAYING NO!! just imagine ash having to divide the group for a plan and taylor immediately volunteers to go with you because holy shit. shy clumsy girl who’s good in fighting? no need for more info, she NEEDS that number. just imagine taylor teasing you and when you get all blushy and laughy, she sees your face and turns into a TOMATO. despite you being the clumsy one, she feels like she’s the clumsy one around you; becoming uncoordinated and messy when she sees you wipe a bloody nose and breathe heavily. bonus points if shy clumsy girl actually did martial arts and has a uniformed (person in the army) father who is HELLA STRICT WITH HER. more bonus points if the shy clumsy girl is actually really slim and her body aches after experiencing high amount of adrenaline

this is very self projecting because im literally describing myself. sorry guys.

btw just imagine being the clumsy girl and running into taylor in a garage where she’s wearing a white tank top with oil all over. ohMY RHAOJCOCJOWWMOANSODMDDJQOWMSODMDO HELDOFOPSPWP

AIDEN. huge angst here idc i love aiden angst! just imagine his childhood friend being aiden’s BIGGEST friend but suddenly lost all contact when they moved houses, and aiden just loved them so much he thinks of them everyday; doing things that his friend would’ve done and likes videos that reminds him of them. despite him learning to be able to live without them, he has so much loyalty for them. just to run into them at the school and seeing that they refuse to interact with him until they were forced into the group bc of that TEACHER. huge slowburn due to their unknown want to avoid from aiden. bonus points if aiden tries to push them (like how he was pushy the first few eps) by reminding them of things they used to do when they were kids or showing them things that remind him of their childhood.

u’ve been fed.

[pink-yuri]

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&Dropout - OneShot - The protagonist is naturally irresistable to other girls .traeH - OneShot - A lonely/neglected protagonist is liked by a persistant girl 4:30am, at the coin laundromat - OneShot - The protagonist frequents a laundromat early in the morning, & often sees a beautiful woman there 5 Seconds Before a Witch Falls in Love - OneShot - Enemies-To-Lovers with a witch & a witch hunter

A Cruel God - OneShot - Protagonist has a crush on a woman, and later sees her in a lesbian bar, however she also finds out that she isn't her type A Face You Shouldn’t Show - Ongoing / 10+ Chapters - The protagonist goes to a lesbian hookup bar for the first time & a regular takes an interest in her A Girl Who Longed to Be a ''Hero'' Aims to Be a ''Hero'' Even If She Falls Into Becoming a Vampire - Ongoing / 5+ Chapters - A lady knight teams up with a vampire to hunt other vampires to extinction, the vampire turns the knight & they vow to kill eachother last A Girl Who Wants to Receive a Blowjob - OneShot - A girl has a thought while eating ice pops with a friend Ada and Eyva - Oneshot (twoshot, including the epilogue) - Two rival mafia bosses are in love Adolescence of Utena - Movie - A Retelling/Sequel to 'Revolutionary Girl Utena' (details under RGU's entry) Akuma no Riddle - Anime (Complete / 13 Episodes)(There's a complete manga also but I've not read/posted about it, I have however heard the manga is gayer, especially the epilogue) - The protagonist enters a class made up of one 'target' (herself) and 12 assassins, 1 assassin defects to her side. Albino and Witch/Albino's Diary - Completed / 3-4 Chapters - A human girl falls in love with her supernatural adoptive mother Ayumi and Aika - Oneshot - A transgender woman breaks up with her partner, the relationship is rekindled as a lesbian one (From the Mermaid Line anthology)

Beauty and the Beast Girl - Completed / 50 Chapters - A lonely monster girl meets a blind girl, the two bond & fall in love Boyish Girl x Gyaru - Completed / 12 Chapters - Slice of Life, the series starts with the boyish girl and the gyaru already in a relationship

Cats and Cats Endless Night - Oneshot - Two women realise they're both bottoms (cats)(yes it's the source of the 'and they were both bottoms' image) Cheerful Amnesia - Completed / 53 Chapters - Slice of Life, a woman forgets the past 3 years of her life (including everything about her girlfriend), she was also the more 'assertive' one in the relationship, but has forgotten how to act like that Company and Private Life - Ongoing / 100+ Chapters - (Technically heterosexual) 2 coworkers accidentally meet in their personal time, one dressed as a goth, and one as a lolita (the lolita is technically a 'guy' but not to me <3) Crossplay Love: Otaku x Punk - Ongoing / 80+ Chapters - Debatably yuri, debatably yaoi. The protagonist crossdresses as a girl, and falls for a girl (who is also a guy crossdressing) & vice versa

Dangerous Love -OneShot - A yandere flirts with the (female) POV character Delicious in Dungeon - Completed / 111 Chapters (Also an anime / 24 Episodes) - Fantasy/Adventure, not romance focussed and the yuri is non-canon Destiny of the Shrine Maiden - Anime / 12 Episodes, Manga / 14 Chapters - It's like a standard mecha anime if we ignored the male protagonist and let his love interest have a fucked up yandere gf Destroy It All And Love Me In Hell - Ongoing / 10+ Chapters - Straight A student is stressed + a truant classmate blackmails her into letting loose / acting out Did I Seriously Just Get Reincarnated as My Gag Character?! - Ongoing / 10+ Chapters - A 'guy' is reincarnated as a female game character 'he' made, she rescues an elf who then accompanies her through a fantasy/adventure type story Dum & Dee - Oneshot - Two twins love one girl (From 'Double Your Pleasure - A Twin Yuri Anthology)

Executioner and Her Way of Life, The - Ongoing / 20+ Chapters (Anime / 12 Episodes) - An assassin who executes transmigrators encounters one that won't die/stay dead

Fed Up Office Lady Wants To Serve The Villainess, The - Ongoing / 15+ Chapters - The protagonist is summoned into the world of a game she likes by the villainess, as her familiar Futari Monologue - Ongoing / 40+ Chapters - 2 childhood friends separate & reunite after one of them becomes gloomy & the other a gyaru. Gyaru makes advances which the gloomy one mistakes initially for bullying

Gemini - Oneshot - Two twins love eachother (From 'Double Your Pleasure - A Twin Yuri Anthology) Goodbye, My Rose Garden - Completed / 17 Chapters - My personal favourite A period romance where a Japanese woman moves to England in search of an author, instead meets a (suicidal) noble woman Gun Gale Online - Completed / 27 Chapters - SpinOff of Sword Art Online but not featuring the main cast. The protagonist is a tall girl who wants to be small and cutesy (achieved via the game) & she yuri-ly befriends a girl in the game GUNBURED x SISTERS - Completed / 20 Chapters - A nun is tasked with hunting vampires, but decides to take one in as a pet Gushing Over Magical Girls - Ongoing / 50+ Chapters - A fan of magical girls is tricked into becoming a villain who fights against them, she gets a little overenthusiastic about the role

Handsome Girl and Sheltered Girl - Completed / 18 Chapters - A handsome girl jokingly confesses to another girl who mistakes her for a boy & accepts the confession, the two fall in love (& obviously the handome girl confesses her that she's a girl eventually)

I Married My Best Friend To Shut My Parents Up Completed / 4 Chapters - Pressured to find a man by her parents, a woman decides to marry her lesbian best friend to shut them up I See You Aizawa-San! - Ongoing / 10+ Chapters - Protagonist can see the ghost of a dead idol classmate, yuri elements are minor IMO I Suspect My Childhood Friend Is A Lesbian - Completed / 2 Chapters - Protagonist has a touchy-feely friend who she assumes is gay & hitting on her I'm in Love with the Villainess - Ongoing / 40+ Chapters (Anime / 12 Episodes) - A girl transmigrates into her favourite otome game, as the title suggests she is in love with the villainess I'm Not Cut Out To Be A Princess, So I'll Elope With The Villainess - Oneshot - Two women run away from their 'roles' to be together Inugami and Nekoyama - Ongoing / 70+ Chapters - Slice of Life about a dog girl who likes cats & a cat girl who likes dogs (& the 3rd wheel friend) Ipheion - OneShot - The protagonist is drafting a love letter, and her friend recruits her crush to help refine it

Killing Me! - Completed / 9 Chapters - Vampire x Vampire Hunter, technically enemies to lovers but it's more flirty than bloodthirsty Koi no Kaori - Collection of 6-7 OneShots (one is actually a TwoShot so) Kuro De Naku, Shiro De Nai - OneShot (Sequel to 'Uma de Ari, Shika de Aru' but I've tagged all posts re: them as both, bc yknow. theyre the same series) - 2 classmates reunite after they've both become teachers

Let Me Kidnap The Male Lead - Ongoing / 20+ Chapters - (Predominantly M/F) The protagonist kidnaps handsome men in the hopes of finding the male lead of the novel she's in. She catches the interest of the male lead, the female lead, and the (male) villain Liar Satsuki Can See Death - Completed / 83 Chapters - Not romance focussed, protagonist can see corpses 24 hours before the person dies, she amasses a small harem group of girls who believe/help her prevent deaths, actual yuri elements are honestly minimal Love Live Comic Anthology - µ's Sweet Memories - Completed / 10 Chapters - Disconnected oneshots about µ's Love Live! Sunshine!! - Ongoing / 15+ Chapters | (Anime - Completed / 26 Episodes + 1 Movie) - 9 girls join together to form an idol group, slice of life, yuri content is non-canon/implied Love Live! Nijigasaki High School Idol Club - Completed / 26 Episodes - A group of solo school idols share a club, slice of life, yuri is non-canon/implied Love/Death - Completed / 8 Chapters - 2 severely yandere girls are in love with eachother Loved By Twins - Oneshot - Two twins love one girl (From 'Double Your Pleasure - A Twin Yuri Anthology)

Madoka Magica - Anime / 12 Episodes - Not romance focussed, dark magical girl anime, while yuri elements are present it could be explained away as gal pals Mage and Demon Queen - Completed / 185 Chapters - The protagonist is a mage but instead of wanting to defeat the demon queen, she fell in love with her, the demon queen is a mildly violent tsundere (mild in that she won't do anything the mage won't recover from) The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady - Ongoing / 40+ Chapters - The protagonist is a princess who takes in the prince's discarded fiancee as a research assistant for her interest in magic Megumi and Aoi - Completed / 4 Chapters - 2 classmates bond over 'The Little Mermaid' story. The protagonist isn't sure what type of love she feels, the love interest knows what type & gets a beard (From the Mermaid Line anthology) Miss Savage Fang - Completed / 26 Chapters - A mercenary is reincarnated as the princess who brought the country to ruin, she has a gay thing going with the woman who killed (mercenary) her Mix and Melt Into One - Oneshot - Two twins love eachother and they both love/hate one non-related girl (From 'Double Your Pleasure - A Twin Yuri Anthology) My Friend's Abnormally Cute Sister - Ongoing / 10+ Chapters - The protagonist has a crush on her friend's little sister, however the sister is bit of a yandere who loves her own big sister (and hated the protagonist for being close to her)

Oniyuri-san and Himeyuri-san - OneShot - 2 Girls who fight in public but act lovey dovey in private Otherside Picnic - Ongoing / 70+ Chapters (Anime / 12 Episodes)(Novel / 9 Volumes) - The protagonist enjoys 'true' horror stories & finds her way into a world where they come true. She meets a girl in the 'otherside' and they decide to explore it together Our "Love" Is Disgusting - Ongoing / 2+ Chapters - The protagonist obsessively makes figures akin to the girl from her first (failed) sexual encounter, she meets a girl who wants to touch/lick figures

Promiscuous Relationship of the President and Vice President, The - Completed / 3 Chapters - 2 girls have a 'pure friendship', one asks the other out & it rapidly turns less 'pure'

Reemployment Life With an Unsociable Untalkative Magician - Ongoing / 20+ Chapters - HETEROSEXUAL - A true yuri fan sees yuri where none is intended - A woman works for a recluse male magician, they fall in love Revolutionary Girl Utena - Anime / 39 Episodes (There's a manga but all I know of that is they made Juri heterosexual) - The protagonist inadvertently engages in a duel with the prize being an engagement to another woman (it is SO much more than that but.. spoilers) Roll Over and Die - Ongoing / 20+ Chapters - The protagonist is cast aside by her adventuring team, at rock bottom she meets a girl she wants to protect & figures out how to be OP, has horror elements RWBY - Completed / 15 Chapters - Adaptation/Expansion upon the original RWBY cartoon - 4 girls are put together as a team to learn to fight the Grimm (disposable enemies) RWBY Official Manga Anthology - Ongoing / 80+ Chapters - Accompaniment to the series RWBY, disconnected one shots, only really worth reading if you're somewhat familiar with RWBY

Sailor Moon (Original Series) - Completed / 46 Episodes - The protagonist becomes a magical girl, there are yuri adjecent scenes, however the canon sailor moon lesbian couple don't make an appearance in this run Scarlet - Ongoing / 6+ Chapters - Werewolf & a vampire(?) do Ye Olde drug busts, fairly overtly horny Shitto na Watashi to Shikku na Aitsu - OneShot - An immortal girl confesses to a girl who then asks to stab her, she's a little out of her depth when the immortal agrees readily then doesn't die Soul Eater NOT! - Completed / 31 - A spinoff of Soul Eater, the protagonist can turn into a weapon but finds herself in a love triangle as she cant decide which girl she wants to wield her Stardust Telepath - Ongoing / 40+ Chapters - The protagonist doesn't fit in on Earth so she wants to build a rocket to meet aliens, coincidentally an alien (girl) lands on Earth with amnesia. The alien can use telepathy when their foreheads are touching. Story of the Demon Lord Who Wants to Yuri-Marry the Hero - Preview / 1 Chapter - The hero wants to defeat the demon lord, the demon lord wants to marry the hero Sugar Girl Drip - Ongoing / 8+ Chapters - An abused girl sees herself in another girl & ends up killing her(other girl's) abuser, they cover it up and the protagonist helps her become independent Sukeban & Tenkousei - Ongoing / 8+ Chapters - The protagonist asks a delinquent girl to say cutesy words because she finds it cute/amusing

That Girl Is Too Much - Completed / 7 Chapters - A popular girl is annoyed that an equally popular tomboy isn't giving her attention. Aforementioned tomboy is head over heels for her

When Arika Went Missing - Ongoing / 15+ Chapters - An idol goes missing under mysterious circumstances, her childhood friend decides investigate, yuri content is non-canon/implied

You Are My Angela - Completed / 3 Chapters - A young woman finds a human-looking angel & takes her home, though she's afraid the angel will leave her without warning You, As You Are - Oneshot - Butch protagonist meets an abused woman and they fall in love Yukari and Mayuko - Oneshot - Love interest insists on getting book recommendations from the protagonist despite not really enjoying any of them Yuri Espoir - Ongoing / 15+ Chapters - A girl is to be in an arranged marriage. Saddened that she's never been in a relationship with another girl, she decides to write yuri about strangers with a 'friend' Yuri Terrorism - Oneshot - The protagonists infiltrate their enemy by ways of yuri

Fan Doujins

Can We Hold Hands - Ai Miyashita x Rina Tennoji Honest Feelings - Setsuna Yuki x Kasumi Nakasu Kasumin’s Treat - Shizuku Osaka x Kasumi Nakasu Niji-chan Manga and Drawing Matome - Ai Miyashita x Setsuna Yuki SetsuKasu Pocky Game - Setsuna Yuki x Kasumi Nakasu Shiritori - Ai Miyashita x Rina Tennoji Valentine’s and Kasumi - Yuu Takasaki x Kasumi Nakasu

[musicalmoritz]

You have any HC in regard for Sakura, Himari and Minami friendship? Like how they interact with each other and all?

Ooooh yay Minami and Himari!! I haven’t given this trip much thought but I’ll do my best:

• They met in their 2nd year since Sakura is forever 18. 2nd year is probably the youngest they could pass for

• Either way they just sorta showed up one day like “hi look at me I’m here now”

• Minami and Himari have been friends since middle school, they both dated other girls before but by the end of their 2nd year they confessed their feelings for each other (thanks to some motivation and wing-manning from Sakura)

• Around this same time, Sakura met Natsuhiko so yeah by the time Minami and Himari got together Sakura was sick of romance talk

• Minami and Himari just sort of adopted Sakura into their group and became a trio, they were both instantly platonically infatuated with them

• Sakura is a bit distant because they’re bad at creating deep bonds but they still care about Minami and Himari. They have a hard time admitting it but they genuinely enjoy their company

• Himari offers to set Sakura up with Natsuhiko as a thanks for getting her and Minami together, Sakura adamantly refuses

• Minami and Sakura do each other’s hair. They each have very specific grungy styles they like and they’re both good with hair so it’s a match made in Heaven

• Sakura’s hair was much longer before they met Minami, Minami helped them create their current style at a sleepover

• Himari is a cheerleader and Minami is on the track team, meaning they’re both very into sports. Sakura is the type to hate sports so much they intentionally get basic facts wrong about it

• “How was your track meet? Did you score a touchdown?” • Sakura and Yokoo have met through Minami but neither of them have any idea that they’re indirectly connected through Kou

• One day Kou mentions him and Sakura’s like “wait how do YOU know Yokoo??”

• The three of them are all lesbians so they don’t have to suffer through boy talk with each other

• Sakura’s into witchcraft and helps Himari and Minami make spells for whatever their hearts desire. Luck for passing a test, revenge on their enemies, etc.

• At first Himari thinks it’s kinda creepy but Minami LOVES it and soon they’re helping Sakura out with all their rituals

• Neither Minami nor Himari have ever seen Sakura’s house so they have a bet on whether or not they sleep in a coffin (Himari thinks they do)

• Just imagine this group as the trio from Fruits Basket- Himari is Tohru, Minami is Uotani, Sakura is Hanajima

• Since Himari is a femme, she gets hit on a lot by guys who assume she’s straight. Minami is usually there to kindly tell them to back off, but when she’s not, Sakura appears to turn the guys to stone with one look

• Whether I mean that literally or figuratively is up to you

• Sometimes Minami accidentally pinches people’s cheeks because she’s used to doing that with Shun. Himari finds it adorable, Sakura not so much

• They go to a lot of concerts together. Himari likes pop music, Minami likes a mix of pop and grunge, and Sakura likes classical music, so they’ve been to a wide variety of shows

• Himari fully believes Sakura is a vampire

• Minami is the valedictorian of their class and Sakura is the salutatorian

• Sakura’s natural hair color is black, Minami helps them dye it

• I love love love the goth Sakura headcanon, goth Sakura is canon to me

• Minami dresses more casual/masc and Himari dresses very hyperfeminine

• Because of this, despite the vampire allegations Himari deeply admires Sakura’s love of fashion

• Minami called Sakura emo once and got a full lecture from both of them on the different subtypes of goth/emo/punk/scene/etc.

• Minami and Himari like to get emotional and plan their future a lot, talking about how Sakura will be a bridesmaid at their wedding. This makes Sakura sad because they know they can’t be with them for long

• Sakura is surprisingly good with animals. Himari has a cat that absolutely loves them

• Himari has very strict parents and Minami’s parents aren’t around much so they both struggle some with their home lives

• Sakura has offered to kill their parents for them on more than one occasion

• The three of them have frequent sleepovers

Alright that’s all I can think of for now, thank you for the ask!! Now that I’m thinking of these three I can’t stop lol

[lokiinmediasideblog]

All 50 honest character prompts for Pre-Seige!Loki

To avoid wank over confusion, this is about this guy.

1. Do you project onto this character?

Yes. In weird ways.

2. Did you always like this character?

I probably started with conflicting emotions, but he was my favorite part of a Thor cartoon movie that introduced me to Norse Marvel (i.e. Hulk vs. Thor (2009)). And I was annoyed his plan was basically foiled by the power of love TM.

In my humble opinion, he's also the best part of old Thor comics because he's kinda funny and bitchy, and has weird "evil" past times. He scratches so many boxes of characters I like. He's like Grendel, Mordred, Cain, Odin, the Devil, and Loki all wrapped up into one character.

3. What first drew you to this character?

I got into Marvel!Loki before before I watched the Thor movies and before Agent of Asgard existed. Funnily enough, it was through Hela. I saw her in that Marvel cartoon mentioned above, and was like "Loki's giant goth daughter is hot, I'm gonna look up her mythology counterpart in Wikipedia." This introduced me to Norse mythology (and I thought myth!Loki was hilarious). Then it was a mixture of MCU!Loki (cus he's adorable) and Norse mythology(they're so funny) that made me want to explore pre-siege comics!Loki.

4. Did you initially dislike/hate this character?

I began to like him out of spite because the narrative annoyed me. The comics just felt overtly congratulatory towards Thor for either being SO VIRTUOUS or SO PHYSICALLY STRONG. He felt like a Gary Stu. Also, to top it off, every woman falls head-over-heels for him and make it their entire personality...

Kind of like how Balder feels in Norse mythology( yes he's my least favorite Norse deity for being such a Gary Stu. And before anyone comes at me: I AM AN ATHEIST! Leave me out of drama.).

I couldn't dislike Loki because I feel he got the narrative short end of the stick. Though sometimes I am annoyed at how he's written or handled. They'll accidentally make him sympathetic, which is hard not to given the conditions he was born into, so they make sure to show him doing something over-the-top evil or have an evil thought bubble the moment he's free to show how justified his treatment is. A lot of it comes off as abuse apologism (in my humble opinion, and fuck it, those comics are old as Odin's balls, so it's actually the case).

5. If this character were a woman, would you honestly still like them? Or in reverse, what if they were a man?

Yes. His reincarnated successor is a woman sometimes. And though he still identified as a man while wearing Sif's body to avoid being harmed by Thor, Lady Loki was interesting and amusing in a fucked up way. ( I am not a fan of the "man wearing a woman's body" aspect. That's basically a transphobic dogwhistle.).

6. Do you have any nicknames or pet names you use for this character?

Bastard Old man, evil sassy bitch, fucking pineapple butt, the fish torturer (he's probably envious that they can swim. He has scaley armor! He WISHES!).

7. Does the character’s age matter to you?

Not really. My favorite is the old man from Loki (2004).

8. Does the character’s looks/design matter to you?

It's nice when he's pretty, but not necessary. I guess I like him when he has a spooky bitch vibe. I love when he has a bunch of buckles and finger gloves like in Siege. And I love that Esad Ribic (e.g. Blood Brothers) gives him a jester-like costume.

Also, lol, but for the longest time I thought the Loki from Kieron Gillen's Siege Loki run has a similar pointy face to the MCU version. But he has no eyebrows, a cowl, and a different eye color. And that was before the casting.

9. Does this character remind you of anyone you know? Does that affect how you see them?

I associate MCU!Loki with a girl I was infatuated with because she was obsessed with Tom Hiddleston. But pre-JiM comics!Loki is maybe myself? He scratches a weird primordial angst I've had over being labeled difficult from a young age.

10. Do you see yourself in this character even without projecting?

Wouldn't that be projecting?

11. How did you “fall in love” with this character?

I find him kinda funny. I love scheming fucks that are hated and shunned by those around them for reasons beyond their control and legitimate reasons born out of their lashing out.

I love villains that think they have things under control but then realize they're way in over their head. He's that villain that occasionally teams up with more powerful entities only to get his ass handed to him, so he ends up seeking Thor help.

Part of it is also my frustration that the narrative and people failed to acknowledge there was anything sympathetic and sad about his circumstances for the longest time. Most sympathy is aimed towards MCU or the pretty reincarnated Loki.

12. If you could write effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what story (s) would you write for this character?

He's basically a royal hostage and a runt. Thor and Loki were not equals. That's angsty as fuck, and I felt it wasn't explored enough. I'd write about him being paranoid, fearing for the day Jotunheim tries anything due to his life being on the line, and knowing he's not considered a great loss by his home realm because he's a runt. And this could be used to showcase Thor's kindness. What if he makes an oath that he won't let Loki be executed in the event that Jotunheim breaks the treaty? (Ultimately dooming Asgard because he gave a future enemy a way to avoid execution (though he can still be tortured in myth-based punishments).). So when Jotunheim breaks the treaty, and Loki's dragged out for execution, Thor confronts Odin about his promise. Loki is allowed to live, though it was done with reluctance.

Also, Loki is a runt who seems to go out of his way to avoid physical fights and uses magic instead. Why has no comic book writer alluded to him being sickly? Like he's a dragon in that panel. Does magic tax him too much?

He was also temporarily blind and made a deal with Dormamu to try to get his sight back, only to have his mind broken and be driven catatonic. It'd be cool if that got explored in modern comics as they're bringing back past storylines. And yay! They've finally acknowledged how fucked up Loki's myth-based punishment is!

I'd also write about Loki and Sif's contentious relationship. He'd end up cutting her blonde hair she's so proud of because she mocked him. And he'd keep it to both mock her and to attempt to look more related to Thor. It's the weird yellow tassel he wears that's been shown to be removable. It's one of my weird HCs about comics!Loki.

13. If you could draw effortlessly and as much as you wanted, what scene (s) would you draw for this character?

Loki with his mouth sewn shut. It's such good angst!!

14. Are you physically attracted to this character?

Not really, but I'm intrigued at the variation of his appearance according to artists. Like they'll give him a face meant to be caricature while simultaneously caking his ass up (see below). There's something interesting going on with his facial features as Loki goes from villain to reincarnated antihero. You could write a media analysis thesis on the physiognomy of villains in Thor comics throughout history.

15. Are your thoughts surrounding this character usually sexual, non-sexual, or a mix of both?

Usually nonsexual. Though I am intrigued by the occasional NSFW thing I find with this Loki as he's not a common target for R34.

Despite that, there's a surprisingly high amount of suggestive bondage comic panels despite Loki being considered ugly and perpetually bitchless. Like look at this shit. Why is pineapple butt so caked up? D:

16. Have you ever cried when thinking about this character? Genuinely?

I don't think there's as much whump of him as there is of other Lokis. So probably not. He does give me the feels though.

17. Have you ever felt physical pain over this character? (ex: physical heartache).

I don't think so, but I am an apologist and woobifier regardless. Lol.

18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both?

I'm a sadist.

19. Does this character serve as a stress ball/ security blanket for you? Something you run to after a bad day to feel safe or happier?

Yes.

20. Do you feel affectionate towards this character?

Yes. I love that bastard old man and Asgard deserved it.

21. Are your feelings about this character platonic, romantic, or familial? All of these feelings at once maybe?

Platonic. I like to study him like a bug. He's a perfect example of a Hays code/Comics Code Authority era villain.

22. Do you think you will always love this character?

Yep. I've lasted this long. And if I don't like cannon, I have plenty of experience ignoring what I don't like.

23. Has this character permanently altered or impacted your psyche in a way you won’t forget?

Yes. I now use the phrase "perpetually bitchless", that's how far my brainrot has gone.

24. Do you ever dream about this character? If so, describe a dream you once had about them.

I don't think so. I think I dreamt about MCU!Loki having a more interesting series though.

25. What kind of fan-fiction do you read about this character? If you don’t read fan-fics about them, why not?

There isn't a lot of fanfic for pre-JiM comics!Loki.

26. If you look for this character’s name on AO3, what tags are you including or excluding?

I'd have to exclude the MCU and Thor movies, and only select Thor (comics).

27. Do you like to ship this character with other characters or do you prefer not to?

I crack ship him with Komand'r as they were both over-the-top evil initially but later got more nuanced portrayals. They have so much in common.

I guess I don't ship strongly, because he's the embodiment of perpetual bitchlessness, but I'm down to ship him with every villain he's teamed up with.

28. Do you get defensive about this character? If yes, then why?

Yea. I feel like I'm probably more apologistic towards him than with other pretty Lokis and than other people are. It's probably due to my frustration of it taking so long by the narrative to admit there are sympathetic elements to his character.

29. Do you affectionately bully this character?

I constantly make fun of how bitchless he is. He also can't swim and he takes it out on fish (retconned because he can turn into salmon and has never being revisited, I know).

30. Are you especially sensitive about this character?

Yes. He's a sympathetic villain, goddammit!

31. Are you ashamed of liking this character?

Yes. I'm very secretive over my Loki obsession.

32. If you could make this character a meal, what would you make them?

Why did I think this meant turning Loki into food? Lol. Unfortunately I mostly eat beans, oatmeal, and tuna.

Well, he likes eating meat very grossly and hates fish. He seems to like hot dogs, so Costco hot dog? Maybe I'd give him a turkey leg of there's a county fair or renn faire nearby.

33. Are you “blinded by love” for this character or do you accept any flaws they may have?

I know he's evil, but I'm still going to be Devil's Advocate because the way he was framed in earlier Thor comics annoyed the fuck out of me. There were a lot of "evil adoptee" elements I didn't vibe with. Like they're already shit-talking him as a fucking baby! That's not fair.

34. Does this character inspire you with little things in your daily life?

We're both spiteful creatures.

35. Has this character ever prevented you from sleeping because you can’t stop thinking about them?

He's kept me up looking for panels and reading analyses so yea...

36. Do you feel a spiritual/soulmate connection with this character?

Maybe a small kinship. Though he does over-the-top evil stuff.

37. Is your love for this character a secret from people you know in real life?

Yes. I'm taking that to the grave.

38. Do you tend to joke more about dying or killing for this character? Both? What causes the distinction?

I don't say that, and he can do that himself. But I often joke that I'm probably a bigger woobifier towards him than to other prettier Lokis.

39. Do you feel lovesick over this character?

I woobify the fuck out of him.

40. Are you very empathetic towards this character? When they feel a certain way in the story, do you feel those emotions too?

He's over-the-top evil, so usually not really. Maybe in Loki (2004) and Loki (2010) I do. Though I do get angry on his behalf on occassion, like when Thor's in his "assault Loki first then ask questions later" mode, or the fucked up myth-based punishments. There's a panel where Sif is narrating about how Loki deserved to have venom dripping on his eyes and Thor's a softy for freeing him from his torture. WTF, Sif? She also goes off about how Loki's not really Thor's brother. Also, if you think people should be preemptively punished, you're a fucking cop. I said what I said.

In the example below, Loki wasn't even behind it. It was Amora:

41. Do you prefer to interact with this character directly via self-insert/reader type content? Or do you enjoy seeing them mostly with other characters in the story and/or your OCs?

I don't do or consume this type of fanfiction.

42. If you could, would you write this character a song or poem?

If I could I would. Lol.

43. What type of weather makes you think of this character?

A windy day.

44. Which season makes you think of this character?

A cold harsh winter.

45. Do you feel as if you are intimately familiar with this character?

I don't know, maybe?

46. How much do bad interpretations of this character upset you?

I feel like in a way I am the bad interpretation because cannon annoys me (and fuck it, cannon isn't always good when it comes to comics. Thor: Son of Asgard and Ultimate Thor are awful and they are closer to cannon than any of my takes on Marvel!Loki will ever be. Finding good interpretations of characters that have existed for at 50+ years in a comic that started out as anti-communist propaganda is like looking for a needle in the haystack.).

I don't like "evil from birth adoptee" narratives that for decades refused to portray him with an iota of sympathy. And there's a bunch of tropes I'm not a fan of applied to him. I find the Thor comics narrative more interesting when it's picked apart and deconstructed. Or "read against the text."

A MAJOR PET PEEVE I have with pre-2010s Thor comics is that they'll do their take on Norse mythology, but they'll erase Loki's involvement in solving the problem and they'll dumb him down when he's supposed to be an evil mastermind. Thor will solve the problem 100% THROUGH PHYSICAL STRENGTH ALONE and there's a weird undercurrent of "Loki should have known his plans would be ineffective cus strength trumps everything hurr durr durr". And Thor wil save Loki's ass from retribution. And like, fucking eyeroll! And if that isn't a Gary Stu. I'm of the opinion that if you want an evil mastermind, said mastermind needs moments to shine. I'm especially thinking of the Ages of Thunder and Reign in Blood runs by Matt Fraction. The writing is fucking stupid and misogynistic.

47. Does this character ever make you laugh sincerely?

Yes. He's a living shitpost who enjoys reverse waterboarding fish on his spare time.

48. What’s your favorite physical/design feature for this character?

His black hair, black nails (the MCU are cowards for forgetting about those), pointy ears, and eyebrows.

49. What’s your favorite personality trait in this character?

He's spiteful, he's a schemer, he's proud. He's the kind of villain that is constantly getting his ass beat by other stronger villains and is forced to ask for the hero's help.

50. Link your fav song, playlist, aesthetic board, fan-fiction, reference pile, personal artwork, analysis post, meme, headcanon, or quote for this character. Whichever one (s) you are most comfortable with!

I think I included some HCs in the "What Would I write" question. This song is in my MCU!Loki playlist and I found it the best fitting for comics!Loki both pre-JIM and post-JIM.

[milkbath69]

I hope this doesn't sound rude, but I was dying of laughter for a good while when you said that you were spooked by the opening of my previous ask. To be fair, I would be too. It's pretty agressive. I just wanted to throw you for a loop, My bad.

This is off topic, but I wanted to talk about Bully. Do you like Jimmy? I like him. I enjoy his snark and determination. Do you have a favourite character? A favourite clique? Mine would be the preps. They're aggravating as hell but I like their bitchiness. I especially ship Jimmy with Gord. I like the dynamic of a prissy bitch preppy boy with a snarky punk guy (I always dressed Jimmy as punk/goth) who challenges Gord's prejudices and upbringing. Besides, all the other girls in the game are boring as shit. With the exception of Zoe. She's cool.

And do you like the story? Would you change the ending? Or do you wish they explored something a bit more? It's been so long since I've played... but I wouldn't mind more side missions. Just more character interaction!

I'm actually super shocked that you like George Michael/Wham!. I literally gasped. I've noticed that the majority of tlb fandom tends to dislike pop from the 80s (or maybe just in general, idk) and tend to favour rock music. (I like rock too...I'm just more versatile with my music, I guess) I was expecting you to say that you didn't like them. But that's such a nice surprise. My all-time favourite song by George? Probably Fastlove, Pt 1. It... I just...I love how it's funky and fresh and energetic. But despite it's upbeat sound, a sad story is hidden in the lyrics. It talks about missing his dead boyfriend and pursuing intimacy with other men, hidden in the dark of the night. He slips a male pronoun in song, and you can just tell he was screaming, suffering by being in the closet, and suffocated by heteronormative expectations of society. Opps... accidentally made this too heavy. But at the moment I really like "A Ray of Sunshine" by Wham! It's about George being too scared to sleep with a guy, so they just end up cuddling through the night. Most of the lyrics are pretty unassuming but I really like when he says "I can't stop this rythum in my heart". I just interpret as him saying he can't help his attraction towards the guy, or men in general. I just find George very comforting... A safe space.

That's pretty wild that you listen to music from the 1910s. How do you even get exposed to something that old? The oldest music I listen to is Sinatra, and that's only a few songs. And I like Gorillaz too! Murdoc is my fave!

And Is Malice Mizer a Japanese artist? The name of an album? Because I tried looking them up on apple music and all it pulled up was an album...

As for Nsync... I just randomly found a song of their's on YouTube that I liked and I binged their entire discography. I have a soft spot for music from the Noughties. It reminds me of being a kid. Some favourites from the decade are Lady (Hear me Tonight) and Groovejet (If This Ain't Love).

So this was long as fuck. I mean't to say in previous ask, it's so sweet that you like my asks. But are you sure it's alright? I'm sure I'm flooding your inbox...

it doesnt sound rude at all lmao i did think it was funny after reading the actual message but the notification out of context scared the helll out of me

I LOVE JIMMY hes so funny hes like top 5 game protags for me fs. my favorite bully character would probably have to be gary.. hes just such an asshole and hes so funny especially early game before he like betrays jimmy. my favorite clique would probably have to be the greasers. the other cliques just kind of really annoyed me. i dont really ship jimmy with anyone but i dont really have any objections to jimmy x gord. tbh... i kind of hated zoe.. she was just so nothing. i dont really get the appeal. for me at least she was extremely 2 dimensional and her and jimmys "romance" happened way too quickly (due to her introduction being in the last chapter of the game) and if she were introduced sooner and had more time to develop i might like her but she is just kind of there?? yk

how can people not like wham/george michael??? its such fun music. ive never heard "fastlove pt.1" ill have to give it a listen! i think i might of heard "a ray of sunshine" before but tbh theres so many songs w sun/sunshine in their title i might be mixing it up w something else

uh to be honest i don't really know how i got exposed to music that old bur i remember when i was still in middle and high school instead of paying attention i would sometimes watch silent films. i think as i started to listen to music from the 60s or so i just started to go earlier and earlier through the decades until eventually i hit 1910s and there isnt much recorded music before that that isnt classical.

oh Malice Mizer is a japanese band! im not surprised much didnt appear when you searched on apple music due to copyright issues their music isnt on like any streaming services besides YouTube. i got into them because i saw a video of a hello kitty cd player playing their song "gekka no yasoukyoku" on tiktok two years ago. i own like 5 cds of theirs which is actually pretty expensive because it all has to be imported from japan. if you listen to them and you dont like it i wont take offense its not for everyone :p

wow i have never heard of those nsync songs ever. im not that into boybands either.. the only two songs of theirs i have EVER heard is "Bye Bye Bye" and that one song that was in trolls 3 idk it was all over my tiktok fyp though.

ofc its alright!! i love your asks!! if i didnt i just wouldnt answer them. and your asks arent flooding my inbox at all dw :3

heres how i dressed up jimmy in my playthough of the game. kept getting insults thrown left and right but they just dont see the vision....

[deafeninggalaxycandy]

✨️RED MCARTHUR HEADCANONS✨️

• Rebecca Bertha McArthur

• They/She (Non-binary)

• Born on August 13th, 2003

• 5'6"

• Lesbian

• Red's real father is actually Skeeter, but him and their mother got divorced, and he gave up custody. Moira remarried when they were young. Skeeter hardly comes around anymore, but he is the brother of Craig's dad, Thomas, so him and Red are cousins.

• Never really liked Kevin romantically. They were just scared to be openly gay and chose him to date since they were already friends. The two ended up splitting for good in middle school once they were finally honest with him.

• Nichole and Red are art besties. Nichole draws beautiful nature scenes with sunshine and incredible detail. Red draws abstract art, and it's usually dark themed and bloodied. The only nature drawing she'll make is of blood in the snow.

• She's also secretly in love with Nichole and was really upset when she got back with Tolkien. Especially since this was right after Nichole confessed she was pan. She lowkey cried in her pillow for months.

• They tried their best not to show it and remained friendly for Nichole but absolutely hated Tolkien for "stealing" her and began relentlessly bullying him but playing it off as "teasing."

• Addicted to RedBull.

• Gives the cans to Karen to recycle

• Loves spicy food, specifically spicy ramen. Nichole drinks honey out of the bottle, Red drinks hot sauce out of the bottle.

• Obsessed with Kill Bill and idolizes Beatrix Kiddo. They actually bought a Hattori Hanzo sword replica online.

• Nichole got them to watch Steven Universe, and now they have a massive crush on Blue Diamond. And Garnet. And Bismuth, Jasper, Rose Quartz, it’s a long list.

• Listens to Bad Waitress, Bikini Kill and Mommy Long Legs

• Big fan of Death Note but despises Light Yagami with a burning passion. She was so happy when he died but felt awful for Misa.

• Red's favorite color is actually purple but they only dyed their hair red because they thought it looked like blood.

• Good friends with the Goth kids specifically Pete

• Does the cleanest eyeliner out of everyone she knows. She can do it in one swipe.

• Red's hair was naturally ginger red, but they dyed it in elementary and accidentally used permanent dye. Nobody in class remembered their actual name, but their hair was their most noticeable trait.

• Likes sushi and seafood in general.

• Out of the girls, Red is the absolute meanest to Cartman. It's much worse than Wendy, they really want him dead. When they come into contact, at best they're insulting the hell out of him. At worst, they're beating him with a crowbar.

• Best friends with Nichole, Bebe, and Wendy (and Craig too but they're cousins I don’t know if it counts)

• Red and Bebe's birthday are the same, and usually, the girls give them a joint birthday party. Red acts annoyed by it, but they really like it, and it makes them feel like Bebe is their sister.

• Treats Tricia and Karen like daughters.

• Literally never washes their hair unless Nichole forces them to, it's so fucking greasy.

• Is a Wiccan and practices witchcraft.

• Tried to do love spells so many times as a kid. (Also tried to turn themself into a mermaid)

• Deeply invested in zodiacs and horoscopes and judges people based on them (she's not sorry).

Yall im trying to use pronouns interchangeably. I've never done it before. Am I doing it right??

I totally turned Red into a lesbian witch punk I have no regrets.

also if u caught why I made Red's middle name Bertha, I love you.

[all-risejd]

Lagom (adj.) - not too little, not too much, just right

Buddy Matthews (now billed as Murphy) real name Matthew Adams had exactly one (ONE) regret when it came to his abrupt departure from WWE. And that regret was named Dominik Mysterio (Gutiérrez). Don’t get Buddy wrong the messiah storyline with the Mysterios was frankly amazing, it wasn’t the boy's skills or future in the business, it was the fact that Buddy didn’t have a chance to know Dominik. There was something about the boy (and in age he was very much a boy to Buddy) that drew him in. Made him want the boy. The problem was, he didn’t realize it was want until he was being released. Which, of course he’d figure out he was bisexual when he was thirty-two. He’d given up hope of accidentally running into Dominik again, then his girlfriend Rhea Ripley (real name Demi Bennet) got paired with him in a story line and well, things were starting to look up.

Author's Note(s)

rachelarcher: First, and foremost, I DON’T EVEN LIKE BUDDY, but you all took it too far. Surfing my Twitter, what did I spy, but an image that made my heart sick for Buddy. I need you all to understand that while I like Buddy as a wrestler and his technical skills are amazing, his interpersonal and relationships (with both male and female superstars) since 2015ish has bothered me. So, in my anger that I now felt emotionally upset for someone I don't even like, I wrote this. Second, this demanded I write it, and do it quickly so it is delaying a ABO Pirate Fic where Damian is an Alpha Vampire Pirate who likes to kidnap poor little omegas (Liv, Dom, and an OC). ALSO the time line is fucked, because what is time.

allrise-jd/hannahdiana: I need the ABO Pirate Fic so stop fucking this up for me.

“Dominik Mysterio.” Rhea echoed, eyes going slightly wide as she looked at her boyfriend of almost four years, “You have a crush on Dominik Mysterio.” She clarified, “When we got together, you mentioned you were figuring out your sexuality a little late, but…” She looked him from head to toe, “Ok, ok, you have a crush on Dominik Mysterio, and that is… that is actually really cute.” 

Buddy let out a sigh of relief, “Did you have to say his name so many times, like…” He flung his hands upward, not sure what to do about his own feelings, “Like… you're ok with it?”

Rhea blinked at him, “Matt, I love you, no matter who you are crushing on, I promise.” She reached forward, where she was turned to face him on the couch in their living room and squeezed his hands in hers, “I honestly think it’s adorable, and now for some really interesting news.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him, “Your girl is about to be in a long term storyline with your crush…” 

It took Buddy a moment to work that out, “You're going to be in a storyline with Dominik?”

“I’m going to be his angry goth antagonist, and then kayfabe girlfriend.” Rhea elaborated.

Buddy groaned, dropping his head onto the back of the couch and let out an even more aggressive growl, “My life is a horrible sham.” Rhea let out a loud laugh, before pressing her forehead into his, then stood ruffling his hair, before she headed out of the living room leaving Buddy to suffer angrily. “Why?” He called after her, struggling over the words she’d said, “Why are you in a storyline with him???”

Rhea tilted her head back into the living room, a wicked smile on her lips, “Because the Judgment Day wants him.” She cackled as Buddy’s face turned red at the implication - fucking Damian Priest was going to get to be buddies with Dominik Mysterio and he couldn’t even get the boys phone number from his own girlfriend. He let his head fall back against the couch bemoaning his fate.

An angry Dominik Mysterio was kitten level cute, he marched into the gym where he was scheduled to meet with Rhea Ripley, Finn Balor, and Damian Priest. They were less than a week away from Christmas, and everything with the Judgment Day had taken off astronomically. “You ok, mate?” Finn asked, as he took stock of the boy, Dominik’s face was red, his eyes red as well, and he was sniffling. 

“Fine.” He bit out, very obviously not fine. 

Rhea let out a long sigh, “Is everything ok between you and Maria?” 

His face went hard, suddenly, “We broke up.” Rhea flinched at the tone, before she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him to her chest. Dominik ducked into her space even more, and curled his arms around her, breaking down completely. Damian and Finn join the hug, both a bit stunned - as far as any of the group knew Dominik and Maria had been together since sixth grade. Eventually he wiggled away from them all, still sniffling, “I… we should still train.”

“Nope.” Damian declared, “No can do, no training, we are going to get ice cream and go to the hotel and eat it in one of our beds.” Damian moved to gather up their bags, “Finn, wanna call Vero and see if she’ll meet us with the smell-good-break-up candles, like we used when I got dumped by Allie.” Finn was texting before Rhea had time to really focus on what was happening. 

Finn and Damian took the lead, which they typically did, so Rhea focused on him, bumping her shoulder into his, “Hey, does that mean you probably aren’t ready to go home for Christmas?” Dominik turned to look at her, wide eyed and panicked, like he hadn’t realized how close to Christmas they really were, “I’m offering to let you stay at my place, with me and Matt, er, Buddy, for Christmas.”

Dom’s eyes got even wider, “He doesn’t hate me?”

“No.” Rhea said a bit harder than she intended, “I think you might be the only part of the Mysterio-Messiah storyline he misses.” Dom’s face did something that Rhea couldn’t read, so she continued onward with her offer, “You should come over and stay the holidays, no pressure, it’ll just be us, and you can mend your broken heart over alcohol and Australian holiday foods.” She assured him, squeezing him to her side and nuzzling into her shoulder a little bit more. 

Dominik was quiet for a few minutes, before he cleared his throat, “That sounds like a way to hideout, my parents are going to be pissed, I already bought a ring and everything.” Oh, Rhea’s heart broke for the boy a bit more. The thing was the more she worked with Dominik the more she saw everything Buddy saw about him: he was fast on his feet, loyal, dedicated to their craft, funny in the quiet moments, and careful - so careful he was willing to take bumps that he probably shouldn’t. Not that Rhea was going to tell Buddy that, he’d get insufferable .

“Hideout, mend your broken heart, eat good, work out even better.” Rhea offered enticingly, “It’ll be worth it.” 

They met Damian and Finn at the SUV, the pair climbing into the passenger seats (Rhea in the front, Dominik behind her), she did the math in her head, figuring out how far ahead Florida was, then sent Buddy a quick text, I need to call you in about twenty minutes, ok? She immediately got a Sure, babe, ILY , back. When they reached the hotel Rhea politely excused herself - Finn was going to meet Vero to bring the candles and Damian was carrying all the bags and groceries in a very exaggerated I’m-A-Man-And-Don’t-Need-No-Help way, Dominik was trailing along behind Damian, sniffling still.

Rhea had barely watched them climb into the elevator when her ringtone for Buddy sounded (his theme, he’d set it himself), she picked it up, “Hey, sweetface.” She murmured, as she answered, he quietly returned the sentiment, “Dominik and his girlfriend-”

“Brokeup, I read online.” Buddy sounded almost excited about it, Rhea rolled her eyes. 

“Yes, don’t so so fucking happy.” Rhea grumbled, bothered, “As I was saying, Matthew,” He hissed hearing her use his legal name, “Dominik and Maria broke up, so I’ve asked him to come home with me, to our house, for Christmas.” Rhea was smart enough to move the phone away from her ear, because Buddy let out a whoop of excitement, “I’m a little concerned with how excited you are about me bringing another man home.”

“Don’t be like that.” Buddy grumbled, “I want a chance to talk to him, to let him know that I sound like an asshole, but it’s just a joke, that I still want us to be cool…”

“Cool…” Rhea trailed off, “More like you wanna kiss his stupidly cute face while smashing him up against our fridge.” Or maybe that was her? She was a little unclear about specifics, right now. “Anyways, so he’s going to fly home with me after our show at Madison Square Garden.”

Over the phone, Rhea heard a series of odd noises, before, “Should I cook? Should I make the guest room up? Should I… I’ll get a cake, oh I should get the stuff for Nachos, we can do the Australian and Mexican infusion… And I’ll get all the ice cream, like every possible type. When are you landing? I need to clean our house.” His voice was getting progressively more alarmed, Rhea was enjoying this a bit more than she probably should, “Oh god, the porch… I need to pressure wash-”

“Matt,” Rhea cut him off, “It’s not that serious… When you said you had a crush on him I should have taken it more seriously… he just doesn’t wanna be alone -” 

Buddy cut her off again, “Demi, he doesn’t have to be alone, we can keep him, now when are you landing? This house is an absolute disaster .”

“We just had it professionally cleaned, Matt.” Rhea snapped, “This is not… look, clean the porch if you want, the guest bedroom you can make up, absolutely DO NOT go buy extra food, his favorite ice cream is Ben & Jerry’s Chocolatey Love A-fair , so buy like eight of those.” Rhea grumbled into the phone, “And get him a set of matching Christmas PJ’s, like ours, he wears the same size as me.” 

“Oh, I shouldn’t clean the house but I should get him matching pjs, why don’t we just show our hand ahead of time, let him know we both want him in our bed-”

“Stop.” Rhea ordered, “I hate you, I love you, I’ll text you the landing times, I’m hanging up.” She didn’t let him respond, choosing to hang up and silence her phone. She slid her phone into her sweatpants pocket, and looked around, then let out a long sigh. Maybe taking Dominik home was a horrible idea, if Buddy was this anxious right now, it was only going to be worse when they got home. 

“Hey, Dems, you coming?” Vero called as she caught sight of Rhea standing in the hallway. 

“Yeah, coming!” Rhea called back and rushed to join Finn and Vero, Finn was weighed down like a pack mule.

“Breakups are fucking the worst.” Vero hummed, as she pushed the button to the eleventh floor.

Rhea blinked, “We chose Damian’s room?”

“He has the hot tub.” Finn shrugged, “Man always gets a room with a hot tub, you got your swim gear?”

“Let me stop by my room.” Rhea pushed the ten, she and Dominik were both on the tenth floor. Finn, with Vero, were staying on the third floor. She hadn’t expected the married couple to follow her off the elevator but they did, she ducked into her room quickly and grabbed her duffle bag and suitcase - she didn’t want to try to rush to her room after a long night of ice cream and tears. She did a quick sweep of the room with Vero’s help (the Brazilian thankfully found her cell phone charger and SWITCH). 

The trio headed back to the elevator, and headed for the eleventh floor. By the time Vero was knocking on the door, Damian answered in his tiny swim trunks, “Oh, good, Rhea you brought your shit.” She rolled her eyes, tossed her luggage into his room, and looked around, “Dom is in the hot tub, with the first tub of ice cream, Uber Eats is hella speedy around here…” 

Rhea rolled her eyes, as she dug through her belongings to dig out her red bikini. She moved to the bathroom, to change into her suit, realizing already that Vero and Finn had changed clothes as well. She wiped her makeup off quickly, left her work out clothes on the counter, and moved back out of the bathroom. The voices of Vero, Finn and Damian danced to her.

“- the candles help, trust me,” Vero was grinning and lighting candles around the edges of the balcony. Finn had moved to sit on the edge of the hot tub, his own tub of ice cream in hand, Damian was floating in the hot tub taking up way too much room, and Dominik looked miserable, sitting in the warm bubbles eating his chocolate ice cream with his mullet pulled up into a ponytail no doubt done by Damian. Rhea pushed into the hot tub next to him, grabbing the extra spoon Finn offered her. 

“Can I have some?” Rhea asked, as music started up from Damian’s phone which was connected to a floating speaker, she rolled her eyes - of course Damian would turn Dominik’s break up into a way to blast the rockstar lifestyle from the eleventh floor of The Langham Hotel, like he was freaking Ozzy. 

“‘Course, Dems.” Dominik offered, sounding downtrodden.

She took a spoonful, and steeled herself, “Dominik, do you wanna sit on my lap?” He looked at her confused, “Damian’s taking up all the room, Vero and Finn are about to be stupidly loved up, realistically Damian is going to start trying to commiserate with you about how much girls suck, all the while his legs are going to be floating dangerously close to your shoulder while you are trying to eat, if you sit on my lap I can protect you from Damian’s freakishly long legs, and we can share ice cream?”

Dominik pouted a bit, but climbed onto her lap, she immediately wrapped one arm around him, and sighed out in relief, “Did you know I almost got married before uh, before Matt and I got together?” Dominik shook his head, “Yeah, he was an Indie wrestler I came up with in the UK, but… it turned bad, and he kept my dogs from me. Damian actually broke into his house and got them back for me, but we were together for years.” She hooked her chin over his shoulder as she angled another bite of ice cream into her mouth, careful not to drop any into the hot tub (they’d learned that hotels billed for that sort of thing when Rhea was getting over her ex). 

“I just… I thought I was going to marry her.” Dominik sniffled, bringing the back of his hand up to wipe at his eyes, careful not to drop any ice cream on himself or the water.

“I promise, Dom, this door closing is going to open an even better one.” She promised, bravely kissing his shoulder, “And I talked with Matt, he’s excited to have you over for the holidays, he’s going to make the guest room up for you, and we are going to spoil the shit out of you.” She realized how the promise sounded a bit late, after it was already out of her mouth, but that was going to be fine, she supposed. Dominik relaxed into her, and started eating his ice cream largely in silence again.

“Dom, when Allie left me-” Damian started, and Rhea had to hide a snicker, everything she’d warned Dom about came to pass, he relaxed more and more into her, until they were largely just listening to a combination of ‘80s rock and Mexican rap. Damian was the first one to slosh his way out of the hot tub, reminding them all they had to work soonish, he showered and took over the larger of the two beds (another thing that Finn complained about loudly, Damian always got rooms with a King and a Queen, somehow). Vero and Finn were the next two out, showering together and dropping into bed with Damian.

Rhea half the time wondered if Vero knew Damian was her husband’s boyfriend, or not. She didn’t bother to ask. There were enough things in this industry for Vero to accept, adding that on top wasn’t worth it as far as Rhea was concerned. Finally Rhea coaxed Dominik out of the hot tub, and coached him through a shower, she showered after him, then herded him into the open Queen size bed, pushing him under the covers, before crawling in with him, and tossing her arm over him.

“Buddy might hate me for real if you sleep with me.”

“Dominik go the fuck to bed.” She ordered, as she pressed her face into his shoulder, and tangled her legs around him, “I don’t think Buddy is going to mind this one bit.” She assured him, even as she nestled down more, “Stop thinking, go to sleep.” 

By the grace of God, Rhea would swear, they made it through the most awkward home-invasion themed Christmas montage for the continuation of their storyline, before heading back to Tampa (well, she and Dominik headed for Tampa, Damian wanted to hang out another few days and fly back with the SmackDown crew, while Finn and Vero left for Brooklyn). They flew with the RAW crew, but managed to convince Candice to trade seats with Dom, so the pair were together, and Candice could be next to Johnny and Quill. 

Dominik hadn’t had the easiest time telling his parents he wasn’t coming home to Las Vegas or San Diego to spend the holidays, that he was going to Tampa with ‘friends’ was bad enough, but Rey had figured out that ‘friend’ was either Rhea or Damian hellaquick, and had grown a bit more upset realizing that it was Rhea (he’d tried to talk Dominik out of running to Rhea and Buddy’s house, but Dominik had stayed firm on his choice, Maria was going to come to Christmas in San Diego, and he wasn’t). 

Realistically Rhea should have asked someone from NXT or AEW to check on the wellbeing of both Buddy (he might have lost his damn mind, it was probably her fault, she wasn’t sure) and the house. But she’d taken it on faith that things would be a-ok. She clearly should have reconsidered her previous opinion of Buddy’s cute little crush, because the yard looked better than she’d ever seen it when they pulled up in the Uber. She climbed out and would swear until her dying day that the patios and porches had never been that clean - it looked like the wooden deck had a new coat of paint on it. Biting her bottom lip she sent a very silent prayer to the heavens, please do not let this go stupidly off the rails .

Buddy, subtle as a brick wall, threw open the front door in gym shorts and a green t-shirt, his feet bare, both Luna and Barry around his ankles, “Welcome home!” He called, over-loud, the man winced himself, so Rhea tried her best not to cackle at how absurd this all was. She caught Dominik’s arm and steered him toward the steps, Buddy hugged her first, kissing her cheek and forehead, before he turned his attention back to Dominik, tentatively he pulled the younger man into a tight hug, Rhea watched them carefully as she bent down to pet her puppy dogs, Dominik (much like he did with Damian) melted into the larger man accepting cuddles and comfort. 

Rhea wasn’t counting, but when they’d been hugging for almost five minutes she stood, cleared her throat, and promptly pried them apart, “I wanna show Dom Dom the house, Matty.” She tangled her hand in Dom’s and yanked, “Bring our luggage in babe.” She left Buddy standing on the porch, dumbstruck, “This is Luna, my oldest baby.” She introduced the smaller of the dogs, Dominik still holding her hand, bent down to greet the dog, “And this lug is Barry.” Rhea watched as Barry basically headbutted Dominik, the younger man snickered but kissed Barry’s odd shaped head all the same, then she was dragging him back to his feet, and toward the living room. 

Rhea when Buddy had first brought up Dominik Mysterio had been very vocal on the fact that Dominik Mysterio was not her type . The problem, however, was the more time she spent with Dom the more time she realized he was her type - a man who had to hide half of who he was, had a larger than life laugh, and struggled to understand his role in the Industry they worked their asses off for? Not to mention he was sweet, dedicated, and downright patient with her when most people weren’t (Rhea was a bit of a perfectionist, Dominik was not, but he cared enough about her vision that he worked until his lines, his moves, his promos were good enough for her to consider them ok ). So, yes, she too had developed a crush, an attraction, an innocent little infatuation on Dominik Mysterio - not that she was going to tell Buddy that anytime soon, he would be insufferable in his gloating about being right…

“Ok, so this is our living room!” Rhea announced, as she tugged Dominik into the room, the white carpet, and couch, were offset by the deep black walls, and the gaming system, and the less than PG paintings that sort of decorated the house more than anything. “You can game with us later!” She added, with a smile, “And this is where we keep our belts.” It was a tall display wall with every belt they’d ever held, Rhea lowkey wanted to put Dominik’s one half of the tag-team championship up there, then realized how unhinged that thought was for the moment, tucking it away, she cleared her throat, “And now the kitchen!” The tour went pretty fast, it was only a four bedroom, with one bedroom being turned into a home-gym, their master bedroom, and two guest bedrooms, although one was shoved full of Buddy’s AEW merch and gear. Rhea showed Dominik to the larger guest room , the one that shared a bathroom with the Master bedroom. 

“Once you get settled, just come find us, I guess he’s still outside with the dogs?” Rhea hummed, unsure. 

“Ok.” Dominik shot her a warm smile, before she could walk away he pulled her into a tight hug, squeezing her to his chest and kissing her cheek, “Thanks for letting me hide here.” He whispered against her skin, goosebumps seemed to erupt all over her body, she swallowed nervously, if they were both stupid about their crushes on Dominik this week was going to go down in flames, and he was going to go running back to San Diego before she could get him lunch. She patted his side as he let her go, he turned to start unpacking, so she ducked out of the room, intent on finding her actual boyfriend and writing a game plan, because they were going down faster than the Titanic, if they didn’t get on the same page. 

Rhea found Buddy exactly where she left him, standing on the freshly painted patio (he could claim he cleaned it all he wanted, but that was some bullshit), looking down and talking to himself. From just behind him in the open doorway she could hear Buddy talking largely to himself, "What the fuck was that, just hug him? Hug him for five minutes? No hello , no hey , Dominik how's it going? No hey, sorry about your bitch of a girlfriend, I didn't really like her when we were in that storyline-" Rhea frowned, she hadn’t thought about how much Buddy would have know Maria, the man in question was steady winding himself up, his voice getting harsher with each sentence, “No, welcome to my house…” 

“Hey.” Rhea cleared her throat, which had Buddy jolting as he whirled to look at her, “No need winding yourself up, love, he’s getting comfortable in the guest room.” Buddy turned to look at her, biting his bottom lip and pouting a little bit. “Come on.” Rhea reached for his hand and tugged, “You promised to cook for us.” She prompted, he nodded his head, before he pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips sweetly, “I love you.” Rhea reminded him. 

“I love you too.” Buddy hummed, “So, can we keep him?”

Rhea rolled her eyes, “Let’s get through the weekend.” 

“That’s not a no!” Buddy called out excitedly, and ducked into the house. Rhea giggled as she followed him, hopping up onto the counter, as Buddy started pulling out ingredients, it wasn’t long before Dominik joined them, now in his own pair of basketball shorts and a Naruto t-shirt on.  Rhea patted the counter top next to her, Dominik gave her a questioning look, so she patted it again, he hopped up next to her, just as Buddy turned the radio to an oldies station. “Thank you for being willing to spend Christmas with us on short notice.” 

Dominik looked up at him with wide eyes, through his fringe, “Uh, thanks for inviting me.” Dominik offered, “I know it was super short notice, and I know we haven’t really talked since…” Dominik trailed off.

“I got released?” Buddy breathed out, “It’s fine, things were messy at the time.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m glad you're in The Judgment Day, although from the outside it looks hilarious.” He offered, “We joke about it some at AEW, like, think about it... the rich kid, the transfer student, and two dudes in their forties who like to build lego houses…” That made Dominik giggle, “Not that any of those things are bad, I too build lego houses…” He hummed, and resumed putting everything together to make nachos. 

“Well, we can spend all week hanging out.” Rhea encouraged the two boys, linking one of her hands in Dom’s and reaching for Buddy with the other, pulling the man in to kiss her, “Which means, candy, video games, gym days, and late night movie marathons, we can be bad moshers!” She encouraged, “Just for a bit, and I’m totally telling Finn and Damian about that.” She looked at Buddy who snickered. 

Dominik’s gaze darted between the hand of Rhea’s he was holding and Buddy who shrugged, kissed Rhea’s lips, then ruffled Dominik’s hair, before Buddy went back to focus on the chicken he was cooking for the nachos. Rhea, meanwhile was just pleased that Buddy was playing it fucking cool . She, meanwhile, tilted to lean her head on Dominik’s shoulder, so the pair could watch Buddy cook. Before long, Buddy was making plates, asking what they both wanted, vegetable and toppings wise, before handing a plate first to Rhea, then Dominik, then he made his own plate. 

They trio ate in the kitchen - Rhea and Dominik remained seated on the counter, while Buddy leaned against another counter, across from them, the group eating in near-silence. After, Dominik offered to do the dishes, only for Rhea to wave him off, “We have two pre-dishwashers,” She then called the dogs, and ushered the group into the living room promising, “I’ll grab them later, let’s play!” Dominik ended up smashed on the couch between them, the three playing a very violent and aggressive game of Mario Party. Rhea declared nap time when they finished two consecutive games (to her amusement Dominik had won them both ), she immediately curled into Dominik’s side, and made herself comfortable.

“Can I uh, nap time too?” Buddy asked, going for casual but failing.

Dominik flicked his gaze to Buddy, his eyes wide where Rhea was cashed out against his chest, “This is ok?”

“Yeah, man, I love how comfortable she is with you.” Buddy explained, “I’m not, like, mad at you and Rhea’s TV work, I’m mad that everyone thinks you and Demi are messing around behind my back. I’m sure if she wanted to kiss you or sleep with you, she’d tell me.” Buddy shrugged, “And we’d figure out what that means, like… if she’s serious or… you know it’s just a crush.” Rhea, who was pretending to be asleep could feel herself getting embarrassed for Buddy, obviously he was relaying his own feelings there. 

“Oh.” Dominik sounded confused, still, but she didn’t move. “Maria broke things off with me because she thought I was cheating on her with Demi.” Dominik explained, “Even though I explained to her multiple times it’s not like that, no matter how pretty Demi is, or what we are doing in the ring…” He shrugged, careful not to jostle Rhea, “I hadn’t tried to contact you since this started, because I… like I didn’t want you to be mad at me you were the first person to be real with me during the Mysterio-Messiah thing, and I don’t want you to hate me.” Dominik’s voice was tinged with sadness. “I’m sorry for crashing here… I know holidays are meant to be spent with loved ones.”

Buddy hummed, Rhea felt the boys shift, and settled, she peaked up to see Buddy had wrapped his arm around Dominik’s shoulders and was now pulling the boy closer to his side. She moved with the pull, so she and Dominik were both sort of sprawled against Buddy. “Story lines aren’t worth getting that mad over, like I said I just tend to react to the fans and it comes out wrong.” Buddy admitted, “Now let’s take a nap, and…” Buddy paused, “I never really liked Maria, but I do like you.”

“That’s good.” Dominik yawned, “Thank you.” Rhea felt her sleepiness start to pull her under, so she relaxed into it, Buddy and Dominik had talked, they could talk more later. Naps were good. 

Christmas Eve the following morning had all three of them rushing to the mall, because while they had sent gifts to family (Buddy and Rhea had things for one another), they didn’t have gifts to exchange between the three of them. They rode together, promptly hid their faces, and rushed to get gifts and supplies, the trio giggling whenever they caught sight of one another, it took Buddy an embarrassing amount of time (in Rhea’s opinion) to realize that both Rhea and Dominik were wearing his hoodies, since he was larger than both of them. When he did, however, he walked straight into a glass door, cursing under his breath when he realized Rhea had seen him. 

Dominik bumped into him in Spencers at the checkout line, Buddy was relieved his gifts had already been wrapped up, the teenager behind the counter was eyeing them both like he recognized them but also like he had so many questions, “So, uh…” Dominik looked at him, “There is this corset with red roses, I want to get for Dems, I think she’d like it, but I’m not sure of her size…” He looked at Buddy pleadingly. 

“Sure, Dom, let’s…” He nearly froze when in his excitement that Buddy had agreed Dominik grabbed his hand - Buddy knew that he tended to do that with Damian and Finn (Rhea had explained it was trust based). Dominik yanked him towards the back, where the corset in question looked amazing, and like Rhea deserved it along with the red pleather jeans that Dominik had already tossed over his arm, and a pair of chunky black boots. So, Dominik knew her pants and shoe size, but not her cup size. “Let me…” Buddy pulled forward around him, and rifled through until he found the right size, “There you go, Dom.” 

“Thanks, Matty.” The younger man blushed, but nodded his head, “I’ll see you in a bit?”

“Uh, sure.” Buddy nodded his head and headed out of the story, nearly colliding with Rhea who was watching through the front windows again, “Are you stalking us?”

“Stalking? You’d like that.” Rhea muttered, “What did you two do in the back?” She whined, Buddy grinned, relieved the woman hadn’t seen what Dom had picked out (it would go really well with the new leather jacket that Buddy already had under the tree for her, and the cute black skinny jeans that he’d bought her earlier). “Did you get Dominik the thing I told you?” Rhea demanded as she tilted to look up at Buddy.

“Yes, you menace, I got all four of the Wonder Woman Lego sets that were available for purchase, and I got his matching pajamas, and before you hit me I got him Wonder Woman boxers, socks, and two different shirts, and a bath bomb.” Dominik ducked out of the store with two of the larger bags, “Hello, Dom, are you ready to head out? We still have to put the Gothic Tree up and decorate it.”

Dominik looked between them, “I need to get one more thing.” He bit his lip, “Is that ok?”

“Sure, Dom Dom.” Rhea felt her tone softened, “Want to meet us at the SUV?”

Dominik frowned, “No we can all go together.” With that he headed them toward the Christmas Kiosk, “I just, we always get new ornaments for the Tree at Abuelo and Abuela’s house, and since I’m not there… Could I get an ornament for your tree?” He looked at them with a sad look on his face, “I can take it when I leave-”

“If you put an ornament on our tree, you need to add another one next year.” Buddy said, before his brain caught up, Rhea watched as Buddy turned red and Dominik blushed pretty pink, maybe there was something she was missing. 

Instead of pushing she nodded her head, “Yeah, what Matty said, if you add an ornament, you have to do it every single year.” If possible, Dominik grinned wide, and headed for the ornaments, looking through them until he found an Astronaut. “I’ll write Mexican on it, since everyone tags me with that on TikTok.” He chuckled a little harder, Rhea grabbed an ornament with three cookies that had name places, intent to write their names on it, forever remembering the year she brought Dominik home for Christmas, while Buddy grabbed two different ornaments that looked like the dogs at home. 

Buddy paid for them all, even though Dominik pouted about it, Rhea had just shrugged and handed her ornament over, smiling. Buddy urged them back out to the SUV, they had to stop by the storage unit so they could get the Gothic Tree out and the ornaments they had combined when they got together. Dominik, adorably, did his best to help them load everything, grabbing all the boxes they pointed out they needed. 

By the time they made it back to the house they were hungry, so Dominik offered to make them sandwiches, while they wrapped their gifts, then after lunch Dominik wrapped his gifts while Rhea and Buddy sorted through the boxes to find all the pieces and parts of the black Christmas tree. He rejoined them and the trio worked together on putting the tree together, “So, can we watch Christmas movies tonight? Or do you not…” Dominik frowned, “I’m sorry I keep asking for stuff-”

Rhea, on a stroke of genius, cleared her throat, “We always watch Christmas movies,” She elbowed Buddy, “And we build a fort and sleep in here, in our matching pajamas.” She nudged Buddy who handed him one of the wrapped boxes, and shot him a tentative smile.

“Thanks! When do we put these on?” Dominik held the box protectively.

Oh, no. Rhea felt her heart thunder, she knew that Dominik liked praise, but… was he not getting enough positive reinforcement, had she failed in their kayfabe relationship? The boy in question was leaning into Buddy, the pair looking down at the box of ornaments, sorting through where to start, she watched the pair for a moment, thoughtful, before nodding her head, Buddy was right and it was about time she told him - but, more than that she could see how perfectly Dominik could fit. 

“Put them on when you want, Dom Dom. I’m going to put the MistleToe up!” Rhea declared, yanking the offensive plants from one of her shopping bags. Both men turned to look at her like, where did you get that? , she shot them a blinding smile, as she moved to hang the first little bundle over the entryway into the living room from the hallway, before heading for the kitchen to do the same, and then the hallway on the opposite side leading into the living room. She kept her eyes on the boys, gazing at the pair who worked well together - rethinking all their ring chemistry she’d seen. Dominik was amazing with ring chemistry, he could literally work with anyone (even Brock Lesnar who’d accidently hurt him the first time they worked one another).

“Hey, Dems, can you come help?” Buddy’s voice drew her out of his thoughts. “We have fluffed the tree.”

She gazed at it, “Missed a spot.” She slid around them to fix a branch that had left a hole, Dominik sputtered about it, but Buddy openly laughed, “Once we do this, and eat everything we made for dinner, then can we play truth or dare before we start watching Christmas movies?”  

Buddy shot her a look that told her that he knew exactly what she was up to, but Dominik looked so pleased and ready, “That sounds like fun.” He offered, diplomatically, “I’m too old-”

“You're not too old.” Dominik nearly knocked into his side, turning sharp to eye Buddy, “You're never too old to have fun, please?” Dominik pouted, Rhea watched Buddy crumble in front of her very eyes. Rhea grinned sharp and happy, she could make her man's dreams (ok, and her dreams) come true, they had four more days to change Dominik’s relationship status, and somehow get the boy between the sheets. 

Everything on the tree, cookies made (thanks, Buddy, Rhea thought as she eyed his lack of diet in the face of Dominik’s breakup), the group had changed into their matching PJ’s - black onesies with white Christmas trees and the red bedazzled ‘Merry Fucking Christmas’ splashed across the fronts of their chest, a fort had been successfully erected in the living room, and the first Christmas movie was on (Christmas in July). Buddy had practically rearranged the living room, Rhea snapped a shot of them and posted it on Instagram with the caption, ‘ Christmas with both my men! Latino Heat and Australian Fireeee!’, then she took all their phones and put them in one of the stockings they hadn’t used. 

“Are we going to play truth or dare, now?” Buddy asked, amused, as both Rhea and Dominik sat down on the floor, knees touching. Dominik had pulled his mullet up into a bun again (Buddy thought that was probably Rhea’s way of teasing him, he'd made the mistake of telling her that while he loved the mullet also found Dominik absolutely adorable with his hair twisted up in either a ponytail or bun - both of which Dominik did more and more the longer it got). 

“We are.” Dominik agreed, “Can I go first?” He asked, looking at the pair, who nodded, “Ok, Dems, truth or dare?” 

Rhea blinked, “Truth?”

Dominik gave her a very pointed look, “Why did you really invite me to Christmas?”

Rhea glanced at Buddy, “Because we wanted you to be here.”

“Both of you?” Dominik turned to look at Buddy.

Rhea tutted, “You only get one question,” Dominik pouted, “Matty, truth or dare?”

Buddy rolled his eyes, “Truth.” He gave Rhea a pointed look.

Rhea cackled, “Why did you want Dom to come to our house?”

Buddy flushed, then looked at Dom, “Dems wants me to tell you the whole truth, like a brat, so…” He scratched the back of his neck, “When we were doing the Mysterio/Messiah thing, I uh, I thought you were very cute.” He breathed out, “You sort of inspired my, uh, my bi-panic?” He said questioningly. Rhea nodded and made a humming noise for him to continue, “So, I might have mentioned that to Dems when she started working with you, or like with the Judgment Day started working with you.” 

Dominik blinked rapidly, “I inspired you're bi-panic?” 

Buddy nodded, unashamed, “That’s ok, right?”

Dominik was blushing very pretty, in Rhea’s opinion, a smile working its way on his face, “So… you have a crush on me still?” Buddy nodded, Dominik turned to look at Rhea, “Dems do you have a crush on me too?” The wheels were obviously turning behind his pretty dark eyes. 

“It’s Matty’s turn to ask a question.” Rhea countered, avoiding the question.

Buddy laughed, “Dems, truth or dare.”

“Dare.” Rhea decided, savagely.

“Kiss Dom.” Buddy ordered, then backtracked a bit, “If you're both ok with that?” 

Dominik blushed but nodded his head signaling that the was fine with it, Rhea rolled her shoulders, “I do have a crush on you,” She grabbed the front of his onesie and yanked him forward, to press a quick chaste kiss to his lips, she pulled back, “Now Dominik, truth or truth?” She didn’t let him answer, “Do you like us?” This was something Buddy was nervous about, he was worried Dominik would only be interested in Rhea.

Dominik laughed, “So… Matty, you weren’t my bi-panic, you were my bi-confirmation. I was so mad that Aalyah got to kiss you, and I had to work with you and couldn’t really like, talk to you about my feelings, cause I was scared you were like the other guys in the locker room and had this phobia of queer, and I obviously like Dems, it’s something that apparently everyone has picked up on.”

Buddy shot him a soft smile, “Well, not a phobia, can I kiss you now?” He asked softly.

“I want you to know, Dom Dom, that we both want you, we want you to be with us, dating us both.” Rhea explained, “I want to keep you, Buddy wants to keep you, and this only works if you want us, too.” 

Dominik seemed to think about it, “Yes, but , this can’t be like a rebound thing for me. Maria and I were in love once but since I started being on the road all the time, we fell apart. Honestly we were headed toward this break up months ago, but like… I don’t want this… to be like awkward, I don’t want just a few days getting to explore whatever this is you are both offering…” 

“Not a rebound.” Buddy offered, quickly, “We would like to keep you.”

“Possessive, I like it.” Dominik wiggled a bit then refocused his attention on Buddy, “Kiss?” Buddy caught the front of Dominik’s pajamas much like Rhea had, and yanked Dominik in, to kiss him on the lips, kissing Dominik with a promise for more later if he wanted it. Rhea clapped her hands together, a smile on her face, this was both a Christmas Miracle and absolutely the best New Years gift ever. When they broke apart, Rhea climbed over them both to kiss Buddy, then Dominik, grinning warmly at them. “Can we watch movies now and cuddle?” Dominik asked, seriously. 

They pulled couch cushions and blankets and pillows around, to create a comfortable enough place to lay, Buddy stretched out in the center, Rhea laid near the couch, her head on Buddy’s chest, Dominik laid on the other side, his back to the pair, but curled up to Buddy, head resting on Buddy’s arm, so they could all watch the TV, Rhea handed the remote to Dominik, so he could cue the next movie up. Rhea let her arm drape over Buddy’s waist, and hooked her hand over Dominik’s hip, pressing her nails into his side, while Buddy coiled the arm under Rhea around her more and pressed his other hand to Dominik’s heart, so the boy was in a neck-lock of sorts. Happiness settled and the three rested together.

Christmas morning they woke up still a pile of messy arms and legs on the floor of Rhea’s house (Buddy had moved in with her and if Rhea had her way Dominik would be moving from the Mysterio house in Las Vegas to join them immediately). They hurried to use the bathroom, washed their hands, and then made breakfast together, Dominik had commandeered the radio so they were listening to some Spanish Rap, which had Rhea bobbing her head along and Buddy sort of swaying. 

“Breakfast, then presents, then let's lay in bed and do nothing !” Rhea called out excitedly as Buddy moved to set the table for breakfast. 

Dominik laughed, “So, before we lay in bed and do nothing, I think we should talk.” Both Buddy and Rhea pouted, “Hear me out, I was just in a very vanilla relationship for years .” He folded his arms over his chest, “I like you both, I’ve always felt a connection to you, Matty, and sparks literally flew with you Dems, but… I’m still a bit unsure.” They frowned, “Unsure about how fast we should move… don’t get me wrong, I’m down for the physical side of things but… I wanna…” He frowned. 

“We can move however fast or slow as you want, right Dems?” Buddy elbowed her. 

“Right.” Rhea agreed, “You're speed.”  

Dominik grinned at them both before he giggled, “Christmas morning time!”

The morning of the twenty-sixth Dominik got a phone call that had them all on edge - Maria wanted to know where to send his belongings, since they’d been sharing an apartment in San Diego. Buddy took the phone and gave her their address in Tampa. Maria didn’t seem too bothered, she promised to send everything straight through. It was Rhea who offered a soft sad smile, “How about you just stay here for now, and lets put together some of your Legos, yeah?” 

“Ok.” Dominik looked a bit miffed, “Can we maybe… can we build Legos in bed?” It was an odd request but Rhea nodded her head, and Buddy hummed his agreement. The trio tumbled into the big bed, still in their onesie pajamas, and somehow managed to assemble the ‘invisible’ jet that was made of clear blocks. Once that was done, Dominik dropped into Buddy’s lap, and cried - the first time Rhea had really seen him shed tears, she moved closer and rubbed at his shoulders, while Buddy held him tightly. 

Dominik eventually seemed to cry himself out, while Buddy rubbed his fingers over Dominik’s long hair, playing with the ends like Rhea had liked when she had longer hair. Rhea nuzzled into Dominik’s side, her arms around his middle, while Buddy shifted them slightly, so he could nudge Dominik’s chin up with his fingers, “Hey, baby?” Dominik blinked his tears away, “It’s ok, you know? To hurt and be sad about you're relationship with Maria ending, it was a long part of your life, and we understand how you must be hurt - we’ve both been through bad breakups.” He motioned between himself and Rhea, “So, you take all the time you need, we aren’t going to change our minds - I’ve had a crush on you for years, and Dems is obsessed, even if she doesn’t want to admit it.” 

Dominik let out a wet little giggle, “Thanks, I needed that.” He breathed, then looked at Buddy with huge pleading eyes, “Can I have a kiss?”

“You don’t have to ask for those, sweetface.” Buddy promised, ducking to kiss his lips softly, when he pulled back he studied Dominik’s face, Rhea, too was watching him carefully, “You know, Dom Dom, I think maybe for now kissing, holding hands, cuddling is probably the best course of action, we can figure out the more physical stuff later.” 

Dominik nodded his head as Rhea wiggled to be more between them, “I want cuddles too!” She demanded.

Buddy laughed, “Great, now there are two of you, my needy little babies.” He grumbled, before adjusting so they could both stretch out over his chest, he kissed both their heads, as Rhea pulled Dominik into a soft, sweet little kiss. Buddy wrapped his arms around them both holding them to his chest, before he cleared his throat, “I hate to suggest this, but for now… maybe we just keep this between us. Dominik can move in slowly over time, when y’all come off the road, you can come here, and we can unpack him a little bit at a time.”

‘Good idea, Matty.” Rhea hummed, “That gives you time to get him a dresser and a lounger for our bedroom.”

Dominik blushed pretty, “I get to stay in the bedroom too?”

“You're ours, we are yours, of course you get to stay in the bedroom.” Buddy chuckled, “Where else would you sleep, baby?” Dominik shrugged, while Rhea traced his face with her fingertips, “Now I believe we agreed to do absolutely nothing productive for the rest of the break… but after this nap, can we please, please, change out of these hot ass onesies.”

Rhea grumbled, “Fine, I guess…” 

Rhea had suffered through yet another messy taping for the Mysterio drama that was unfolding on WWE regularly. Buddy met both of them outside the restaurant, or rather Dominik ran headlong into Buddy out of the restaurant when he was ‘running from the cops’, Rhea after she pushed through the camera crew found the pair, and let Buddy usher them both into the rental he’d picked up. Rhea had clocked the look Rey sent at them - and wondered if maybe he was upset that Dominik was moving in with them (had moved in with them) or was upset that Rhea and Dominik were less than PG behind the scenes. The more Dominik had gotten over his grief when it came to his relationship with Maria (he blamed himself for failing her somehow), the more handsy he had gotten with them both, and the more he opened up to them, sharing everything with them he absolutely could. 

Which brought Rhea to her biggest problem as of late - the girls locker room. If one more person accused her of cheating on Buddy she might just take their heads off, with her bare hands. She was not cheating, she was just traveling with one of her boyfriends while the other boyfriend stayed around Jacksonville or did small time house shows across America (taking Luna and Barry with him). Again, not the world knew that, although she’d been dropping not so subtle hints, case in point, she tagged a lot of things with her Latino Heat and Australian Fire. 

“So, what do we want to do for Valentine’s Day?” Buddy asked, softly, as he eyed the pair that had both climbed into the backseat, he looked at them through the rearview, watching them casually. Dominik and Rhea shared a look, the pair shrugging, “Alright, so I guess I get to choose.” He turned the car on, buckled up, and shifted it into gear, steering them out of the parking lot and towards the center of town. If they weren’t going to pick then Buddy was going to check something off his to-do list. 

Coney Island at night was lit up magnificently. Rhea chuckled as she realized where Buddy had taken them - she knew he’d never managed to get to go, in all the times they’d been in the city for road shows or other things he’d never managed to go, Dominik made a funny noise, “Uncle Eddie brought me here a couple times.” He offered, sounding a little excited and a lot relieved. “This is going to be great!” He added, already trying to unbuckle and escape the SUV. 

Buddy climbed out, trailed by Rhea and Dominik, he offered his arms to them both. Rhea slid to his left side while Dominik took his right, the three moved toward ticket sales, once more Buddy bought their admissions (Rhea wondered if Dominik was getting a bit irritated by how often Buddy just paid for everything, the man liked to spoil his princesses ). With their wristbands on they headed into the park, Buddy stiffened for just a moment as Dominik’s hand slid into his, instead of resting their arms together, Rhea on his other side had already laced their fingers together. 

From the midway they scouted out the best path to the Cyclone, which had apparently been one of Eddie’s favorite rides. They headed first for the Soarin’ Eagle, but soon realized they’d have to break up into a pair and a single rider - they agreed quickly to alternate out who was the single rider. From Soarin’ Eagle they moved onto the SlingShot, then the Steeplechase, before making their way across what amounted to a kiddy-land, although they did stop to ride the Ferris Wheel and the Coney Clipper (one of the few rides they could sit altogether), before they headed into the line for the Cyclone. 

Maybe it was because it was February, but the lines weren’t terribly long, so they got to ride the Cyclone three times in a row before Rhea was begging for them to do literally anything else . They cut back across the kiddy-land, and through the rides they’d already rode, across the midway a second time, to reach the rest of the rides. The Astro Tower had them all screaming, loudly, hands held outside of the harnesses on the ride, Dominik screaming out a very shrill, “Ohhhh, Shit!” As it dropped them from the heavens. 

Buddy was the one who tugged them into the line for the Thunderbolt, and honestly, Rhea was starting to get a little worried about the age of all the coasters Buddy was apparently obsessed with. They rode it four times, before Rhea managed to talk him into riding the Tony’s Express. After that Rhea begged for them to play games, and Dominik managed to win them all three small little rewards at Ring Toss, Rhea won them all prizes at Whack-A-Mole, then Buddy won Rhea and Dominik huge stuffed Hippos (Rhea’s was purple and Dominik’s was blue) at a bean bag toss game. 

“Can we eat here?” Dominik asked, eyeing both his girlfriend and his boyfriend.

“Come on, there’s an Italian place, uh… Al Cavallino?” Buddy pointed at the sign, as they moved towards it.

“Let’s get it to go.” Rhea hummed, “I wanna uh, I wanna go back to the hotel.” There was a flirty lit to her voice, one that had Buddy and Dominik quickly ordering three massive pizzas, and rushing out of Luna Park, back to the SUV and toward the Mandarin Oriental. It was on the steep end of the price scale that they tended to use when it came to picking a hotel, but Rhea had splurged a little because this was a big night . 

With everything that had been going on, they’d been traveling more and more, and with Buddy now doing regular house shows for AEW and still picking up his special contracts, they had had to enact a two week rule - they saw each other all three every two weeks even if it was only for an hour. For all that Buddy could be upset that Rhea and Dom were always together he was relieved that his little monsters had one another on the road, he was ok traveling on his own, he’d always been good at the road (which irritated both Rhea and Dom). 

The Premier Central Park Suite, on the forty-second floor overlooked the park (obviously) but was also decorated elegantly. The entry into the room was into a sprawling living room, where a curved couch sat around a coffee table, across from that there was a table made for four. Dominik dropped the pizza on it, while Rhea set about getting the beer out of the mini-fridge. The bedroom was huge, with a California King size bed, and a small lounge-chair against the impressive floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the beauty that was Central Park in the large and sprawling city. The bathroom was pristine, with a huge tub and a deep sink. The closet was packed full of Buddy, Rhea and Dominik’s belongings (mostly Buddy’s because he’d arrived a couple days before Rhea and Dominik). 

They changed into lounge clothes which equaled boxers for both Dominik and Buddy, while Rhea donned a pair of black underwear and a t-shirt that belonged to Dominik. Rhea grabbed her pizza slice, folded it in half, and started to eat, sitting criss-cross on the fluffy white couch, Dominik joined her with both their beers and his own two slices of pizza that he’d made some sort of a sandwich out of. Buddy just grabbed his whole box of pizza and his beer, dropping onto the couch next to his lovers. What was the point in working his ass out in the gym if he couldn’t eat a whole pizza when he damn well wanted it. 

The thing about Buddy, in Rhea’s opinion, was he was easy to read. There was a way he looked, when his hunger changed from wolfing down a whole pizza full of gross things like anchovies, to devouring Rhea or Dominik. She and Dominik had barely finished their first slices when Buddy’s gaze turned a bit heated, a bit more focused, his pupils expanding, he licked his lips, and Rhea resigned herself to the fact that they’d finish eating later and they would probably need a shower (or two). 

Rhea also knew how to get Buddy’s attention, she stretched her arms over her head, yawning, before she moved toward Dominik, licking the side of his face, “You know what I think?” She offered the boys, “I think we’ve kissed a bit, we’ve made out, we’ve gotten each other off through our clothes… it’s about time we did moooore.” She whined a bit, which was enough, Buddy didn’t give either of them time to reach, before he tossed his pizza down (he’d be upset about that later, it missed the table and hit the nice carpet), and yanked both of them into his lap, Dominik nearly clipped him in the balls, but Buddy didn’t slow down, instead he pressed forward, licking his way into Dominik’s mouth, forcefully biting at the boys lips, tasting every bit of Dominik’s mouth before he turned his attention to Rhea and gave her much the same treatment, she sighed into him, melting closer. 

When they broke for air, the pair had been kissed soundly by Buddy for the better part of thirty minutes, whenever he broke for air from one kiss, he’d gulp down some more then lunge forward to kiss the other. “Making out is good.” Dominik giggled, his lips kissed red and bruising quickly, “But you know what would be better?” He asked as he pressed forward and started biting at Buddy’s neck, the man was still kissing Rhea like his life depended on it, “Mutual orgasms sound better, don’t you think?” Buddy inhaled sharply, broke his kiss with Rhea and looked at Dominik seriously. 

Dominik, however, had moved to focus on Rhea, tugging on her shirt, to get it over her head, even as the younger pair shifted on Buddy’s lap, so they were more facing each other, Rhea giggled, “Do you have an idea?”

“Yeah, actually I do.” Dominik began, “But uh, it’s more of a fantasy?” 

“Wanna tell us?” Buddy asked, softly, ducking to kiss both their shoulders.

“Can I just uh, show you?” Dominik ventured, blushing pretty, the red running down his cheeks to bloom across his chest and down to his happy trail, that disappeared into his boxers, which were tenting up, showing his interest. Dominik waited for both of them to nod, “Ok, Matty, can you uh, can you sit on the table for a moment.” He motioned toward the coffee table, Buddy huffed clearly aware of where this was maybe going, but did as Dominik asked, Rhea and Dominik were both shuffled onto the couch, for him to move, “Alright, Mami,” Dom looked at Rhea, sweetly, batting his eyelashes, “Off with the clothes, please?” He tugged on her black underwear. She laughed, loudly. She shimmied out of them, while Dominik stood and slid his own boxers down, awkwardly.

Buddy watched them, his boxers tight. For a moment Rhea and Dominik just looked at each other, they’d taken to sharing a locker room on the road, and had seen flashes of each other naked, but like they’d agreed back at Christmas, none of them had moved past kisses and cuddles with a side of hand holding. Rhea was toned and athletic, Dominik was starting to gain more muscle, but still had soft love handles from the weight he’d gained between Football and deciding to join the WWE for real. Dominik’s gaze wandered over her, but not for long, he drug his eyes back upward to where Rhea was studying him, a bright smile on her face, and eyes gleefully full of what could only be called mischief and desire. 

“Dios,” Dominik breathed out, “I wanna eat you alive.” He brought his hands to rest on her hip bones, Buddy tracked the movement, a smile starting to pull at his lips, Dominik pulled Rhea back toward the couch. She jerked her head in a nod, before dipping forward to kiss his lips, fingers shaking Dominik moved his right hand, letting his index finger trace a path from her collarbones downward, to her shaved pussy lips, he groaned into the kiss when he felt how wet she was, the scent of her arousal spiking as he did it again, “Let me taste you?” He begged, when she broke the kiss, he pulled her hand to his lips and licked them hungrily, he turned to look at Buddy, moving his fingers free of his lips, “Can I taste Mami?” He asked, slowly.

“Go ahead, baby.” Buddy grinned sharply, “Taste you're Mami.” He added, a bit darker.

“Thank you, Papi.” Dominik whispered, as he gazed at Rhea, eyes hooded with want. 

“Lay back.” Rhea ordered, shoving his shoulder harshly so he dropped back onto the couch, with the curve it was kind of awkward but they made it work, “I wanna taste you too, can I Papi?” She blinked innocently at Buddy, who chuckled darkly but nodded his head, waving his hand in a do as you please sort of motion. Tentatively, afraid that Dominik might change his mind, Rhea fisted his cock, pumped it twice then rubbed his precum off with her thumb, pushing it into her mouth and loudly moaning around the taste. A wicked grin lit up her face, as she climbed up and over him, Dominik caught her hips to help her situate her cute cunt over his mouth so she wouldn’t smother him (although Dominik probably would have willingly agreed to that), she froze over him when he slid his tongue over her clit the first time, “Oooh.” She hissed, before wiggling a bit, to encourage him, she stretched her body over his, using her right hand to balance herself on his upper thigh, before moving to hold the base of her cock with her left hand, she nuzzled his cockhead with her lips and, as he took a stronger lick between her pussy lips, the moment she sucked his cockhead into her lips, he flicked his tongue hard against her core - chasing the sweet honey like taste of her wetness. 

By the way Dominik was moaning, Buddy knew he was in heaven. From what they knew about Dominik, he’d always had an oral fixation, it was further proven as he greedily locked his lips over her swollen clit and sucked, grazing his teeth along her tiny little bud, flicking his tongue in a rough pattern - then he’d slide his tongue down further, slipping into her tight little hole, tasting her pure sex, before he’d double back to his sucking of her clit. Rhea, meanwhile, was caught between begging Dom for god only knows what and purposely trying to choke herself because the feeling of Dom cockhead against the back of her throat made her nearly feral with want, she bobbed her head up and down testing out different twirls of her tongue and grazes of her teeth sometimes sucking harder, Dom hips bucked up driving his cock deeper into her throat as she ground her hips down, pushing her cunt against Dom face in need. He responded by fucking his tongue in and out of her cute little pussy, nuzzling her red and sensitive clit with his nose. 

Buddy watched on appreciatively, not sure how long they teased each other before he slowly eased himself down to his knees, groaning in frustration as he drove his knee into the pizza he’d dropped earlier (for a moment his mind focused on the fact that they were going to have to pay to have this room cleaned), he refocused on the beautiful sight before him. Rhea was devoutly bobbing her head up and down eager to take as much of Dom cock down her throat, while Dom was greedily eating her pussy like his life depended on it. Buddy didn’t bother to take his boxers off, only pushing them down enough to get his cock out, he spat in his hand to lube himself up with it the best he could, before edging forward, pointedly ignoring the pizza issue. Both Rhea and Dominik froze for a moment when his hands landed on them, so he pushed Rhea’s head down to get her to refocus on the delicious looking cock in her mouth. As soon as she resumed bobbing her head up and down, Dominik refocused on his sweet treat. 

Buddy spat into his hand a couple more times, then rubbed his hand between the pair, wetting down Rhea’s ribs and Dominik’s stomach with his saliva, before he pushed forward and slid his cock between their bodies seeking friction. He grunted as he set a slow rhythm, then ran his index finger down Rhea’s spine, dipping between her cute little ass cheeks, rubbing hard over her asshole - the girl let out a pretty noise as Buddy sunk his finger into her tight wet cunt, Dom hummed and turned his attention to just her clit, nibbling and sucking happily. Buddy pushed his index finger in and out of her, finger fucking her while Dominik teased her clit, he added a second finger even as he brought his other hand up to his mouth and sucked sloppily on his fingers. 

“Hey, Dom, spread your legs for me, baby.” The younger man did as Buddy commanded, careful not to jostle Rhea, “Sweetface, drool down his cock for me.” He continued to lightly fuck his hips forward, while scissoring his fingers inside of Rhea the powerful woman  whimpering her pleasure even as she did as he asked. He grinned darkly as her drool ran down Dom’s shaft and over his rather nice sized balls (Buddy sort of wanted to suck on them, but that would have to wait). He caught the drool with his free hand and proceeded to smear it over Dom tight puckered asshole, “Is this ok, baby?” Dominik made a muffled noise of agreement, so Buddy worked his middle finger in first, the boy gasped even as he bucked into the feeling, once Buddy could thrust that finger in and out without resistance, he set an even pace. 

Rhea was starting to wiggle and whimper a bit louder, so Buddy pulled his fingers free of her hungry cunt, he knew exactly what his little mosher needed, “Dom, put your fingers in her.” Dominik clumsily did so, pushing two in and nibbling a little harder on her clit if her grunt and moan was anything to go by. Buddy ran his sloppy wet fingers from her pussy to her tight asshole, he worked the first one in even as he added a second finger to Dom, his hips started bucking his cock harder between their bodies, he could feel the heat of his pending orgasm rushing up his spine, so he slowed down a little bit, not wanting to cum just yet. He focused on the task at hand - soon he was working two fingers in and out of both their tight little asses while Rhea hungrily bobbed her head up and down Dom’s cock, now that Buddy was largely in charge he grinned.

Not that he minded the thought of watching the pair fuck from the corner chair, it was just their first time and he wanted to be as much a part of it as possible, an idea forming in his head, taking root and growing fast. “Tug on his balls, sweetheart.” Buddy could feel his own balls tightening, “Add another finger, Dom.” As both listened - Rhea rested her full weight against Dom which made the pressure on Buddy’s cock increase beautifully, and took both hands to his balls tugging and pinching slightly as she pushed herself until her nose was buried in his pubes. Dom has moved his free hand to coil around Buddy’s leg, to squeeze his balls from behind and Buddy couldn’t help but buck a little harder when Dom pulled just right the boy had also added a third finger to Rhea’s now stretched cunt. Buddy couldn’t help but add a third finger to stretch them even more - that was what did it both his younger lovers explode.

Rhea’s whole body went tense just before her cunt convulsed and her orgasm flooded Dom’s face and mouth. Dom came hard, his hips jerking up bucking his cock far enough down Rhea’s throat the woman gagged around him, but didn’t move off as he started to cum down her throat, Buddy sort of hoped she choked on it in the best way possible, Rhea liked to be in charge as far as the world was concerned, but Buddy was the one who held her down at home. Buddy’s rhythm faltered, he felt his balls draw up tight, his own release surged forward flooding the pair his cock was trapped between. He leaned forward, resting his head on the back of the couch, before he pulled his fingers free of the beautiful sweaty pair, he brought them to his mouth to lick them clean, even as Rhea gingerly moved off Dom, the pair both wiggling to sit up, facing Buddy who was still on his knees. Buddy couldn’t help but groan, seeing how wrecked the pair were, and how coated in his cum they were. He was still cumming when Rhea started to rub his cum into her skin, Dom after a moment of hesitation followed her lead, Buddy’s cock twitched eagerly watching them, he wanted more. 

Buddy managed to get his boxers off, still ignoring the pizza situation under his knees, he continued to kneel before them, eyes going between the most beautiful woman and the most darling man he’d ever seen. “I wanna taste you both,” Buddy declared, “God you look like a porno, sort of smell like one too.” He inhaled deeply, the scent of their spent sex going to his head. “Dems, would you let Dom Dom fuck you're ass?” He bit his bottom lip and watched Rhea weigh her options, slowly she nodded, “I… god I wanna keep you both, forever.” He breathed out, his cock was still twitching, little dribbles of cum were dropping onto the floor between his knees, “Dom, baby, sit on the edge here, in front of me, Dems you should just be able to slide him in, I stretched you out nice, didn’t I?”

“Matty, you know I like you in me, always.” Rhea cupped his face, bent forward to kiss him sweetly, like she hadn’t just choked on Dom’s cock for the better part of the last hour, Buddy felt the heat bubbling his stomach again, “I really like knowing you like being inside me.” Rhea breathed out against his lips. The invitation was there, so Buddy grabbed her harshly by the back of her short hair, yanking her into a kiss that was more teeth than tongue, biting at one another, threatening to bust each others lips with the force, before Dom let out a noise of pain, and wiggled forward, inching into the kiss. It took a minute for them to navigate a three way kiss, more tongue than teeth this time, but once they had it Dominik’s moans turned from whimpers to pleading little noises. 

Buddy, eager to get on to the next part of his plan, pulled away from them, licking his lips, before he nudged Rhea down the couch, so he could slide Dominik into position, “Did you like my finger Dom Dom?” He asked as he forced Dominik’s legs open, and yanking him toward the edge of the couch, Dominik nodded his head frantically as Buddy cupped his neck, squeezing slightly, before running his palms down Dominik’s chest, pausing to tweak his nipples - the boy let out a mewling noise, as Buddy slide his dominant hand downward, fingertips gliding over Dominik’s soft skin, before he pointedly ignored Dominik’s cock, and slid his finger back inside of the younger man, Dominik let out a airy moan. 

“More?” Dom pleaded. 

Buddy nipped at Dominik’s thighs, Rhea let out what amounted to a frustrated growl, before Buddy laughed, he pulled his mouth away from Dominik’s left high, a beautiful hickey left in its place, “Dems, come sit on Dom Dom’s cock for Papi.” When Rhea started the whole Who’s Your Papi?, neither one of them realized how much Dom would enjoy calling Rhea Mami and Buddy Papi , had both Rhea and Buddy referring to each other in the same manner. 

Buddy knew deep down that he’d probably started to push both Rhea and Dominik further than they wanted to go for their first time, but neither of them were saying stop . Rhea complied, as she moved to brace her hands on Buddy’s shoulders while Dom held his cock with the hand not currently twisted in the couch cushions. Buddy bent down a little, doing his best to ignore how his knee slid on the pizza box, to watch Dom’s now hard cock (it was a nice cock, almost eight inches, and decently thick - not as thick or as long as Buddy’s, but delicious looking and he personally couldn’t wait to suck it down) push against Rhea’s tight puckered pink ring, before finally his cockhead slipped in. “Oh, fuck, Dom .” Rhea let out a pleased noise as she lowered herself down his cock, Buddy grinned as she took the initiative to impale herself to the base, once there she sort of rocked her hips, experimenting, “You feel so good.” She promised Dom, looking over her shoulder to lick at his jawline.  

Dom pitched forward, wrapping his arm around her stomach, kissing up her neck, “So goddamn hot.” He breathed out, hot against Rhea’s throat, he moaned out loudly when Buddy started to pump his finger in and out of Dominik’s tight hole, Buddy growled when either of them tried to move, he needed to work Dom back up to three fingers again. 

“There we go, so pretty.” Buddy licked his lips, “Rock your hips, Rhea, as slow or as fast as you want.” Then he surged forward, plunging his tongue into her cute little cunt, licking up to her clit and biting down just hard enough for her to cry out, burying both her hands on his hair. She rocked her hips violently forward chasing his mouth, which caused her to bounce up and down Dom cock, while Buddy searched out the boy's prostate. “Gonna milk you both.” He murmured as he pulled away from her clit, “Dems rub your clit baby, I wanna eat you.” With that he plunged his tongue into her cunt, and started a fast in and out, she felt her hips flex but did as he asked. Dropping her hand between her thighs and rubbing her clit slowly. 

Buddy let his tongue slide down to where Rhea was split open on Dom’s cock every now and then, at times he hungrily sucked Dom heavy balls into his mouth, he lapped at the younger mans asshole where it was stretched around three of his thick fingers, then pushed his mouth back up to suck her pussy lips and fuck her with his tongue while he stroked his cock and tugged on his balls with his free hand, focused on using his fingers inside Dom to abuse the younger mans prostate to the fullest of his abilities. This time when Rhea came it was all over Buddy - he pulled her off Dom at the last minute so his streams of hot white cum could mark his face, throat and chest alongside Rhea’s own delicious cum. 

Buddy angled himself upward, stroking hard and fast, so he could coat Rhea’s clit, pussy, and asshole alongside Dom’ now limp cock, balls and asshole. The younger pair spent, dropped back against the couch exhausted so naturally Buddy took his time cleaning them off with his tongue, once he had a mouthful of all three of their releases he kissed Rhea who let out a pleased noise at the taste he did the same with Dom who groaned his cock twitching gallantly. Buddy continued his tongue bath until both seemed to regain their brains. Together Rhea and Dom pushed him backwards, he took the hint, and shoved himself onto the coffee table, letting out a pointed sigh when he felt his pizza box creak under his weight, before flattening. They hungrily worked on cleaning the mess from his chest and neck, Rhea was the one who settled between his legs (she let out a noise that let him know she’d found his smashed pizza slice and he’d be hearing about it later, but he refused to dwell on that). She pushed his thighs apart, at first he wasn’t sure what they were up to until Dom’s mouth closed over his cockhead, the man was balanced precariously on the couch, hands on Buddy’s upper thighs for support so Rhea had room to work. Buddy grunted in eager anticipation as Rhea pulled his ass cheeks apart and surged forward with her tongue. 

Buddy let them have their fun, reaching down to fist the base of his cock, as Rhea licked into his own tight picker - flicking her tongue in eager and hungry, Dom was bobbing up and down on his cock, at times hitting Buddy’s fist hard enough Buddy was worried he was going to bust his lips open, Dominik started to hum as he was able to swallow more and more down. Rhea tugged harshly on his balls which had him crying out in pleasure even as Dom’s mouth slammed into his fist again, this time the younger man paused to inhale sharply before experimenting with swallowing around Buddy’s cock, making him let out what amounted to a high pitched keen. Tentatively Buddy ran his fingers through Dominik’s longer hair, before holding his head in place, and bucking up slightly, Buddy tested out bucking up, just as Rhea moaned loudly. When he looked down he could see her hand between her thighs, moving fast and he grinned with the realization she was fingering herself - he groaned as he felt a slick finger prodded at his asshole, a finger Rhea had no doubt coated with her own slick. These two together, they might actually be the death of him. 

Dominik, now more comfortable, set an impressive pace. Bobbing up and down with abandon while Rhea moved to suck and nibble at his balls, she had managed to get three fingers coated in her slick into him, and was now pressing them harshly against his prostate. His own clenches on the base of his cock were coming hard and fast and all too soon he was seizing up. His cum flooded Dom mouth, choking him, as he pulled back Rhea replaced him, sucking down wave after wave - her fingers still assaulting his prostate. Buddy was fairly sure he was spent, and had no more cum to give his lovers, when they moved as one, giving him a beautiful sight. Rhea pawed his mouth open and the pair sloppily made out, as Buddy leaned forward, moving himself around so he could see his cum dribbling down their chins, he ducked forward, nearly kneeing Rhea in his haste, to lick his cum off their chins, before lowering himself to the floor in front of Rhea, so he could angle his mouth under their joined lips, to catch the stream of cum. After a few beats of his heart, Buddy licked up their necks, and shoved his own tongue into the mix, biting at both their lips and gripping the back of their necks. 

Of course, Rhea couldn’t just let them languish in their afterglow. “I desperately love you both,” She started, as she moved to stand on shaky legs, “But I have pizza sauce on me .” She gave Buddy a rude look, he ducked his head, “And I think it’s forever stained the carpet, they are going to think we killed someone.”

Dominik, who had been panting, burst out laughing. “Matty, you really wanted that pizza.” The trio looked at the smashed pizza box on the coffee table, grease stains leaking out of the flattened cardboard. “You can have some of mine?” Dominik suggested, even as Rhea moved to drag him to his feet, “But Mami’s right, we should shower, you’ve got pizza sauce all over you…” 

Buddy groaned, “Fine, shower fun, then we eat, then we play some more.” The younger set giggled, as they took off in a run toward the shower, pushing and shoving playfully at each other, Buddy took a few minutes to catch his breath, he wasn’t as young as them and multiple orgasms while nice, wore him out, especially when he had two devilishly sexy little monsters eager to please him. They’d probably have to talk about this , about their dynamic, about their change in physicality - but all of that could wait until tomorrow. He stood, bones popping, and cackled to himself as he took in the sight of the pizza slices he’d been eating previously smeared across the white cashmere like carpet, and smashed into the table top. Shaking his head fondly, he headed for the bathroom. Tomorrow was a new day, tonight it was Valentine’s Day and he wanted more of his little Nightmare and his Luchador. 

Keeping their relationship a secret absolutely sucked, but it had been the right decision, Rhea thought. The first time anyone saw them out as a trio (pictures of her and Dom, her and Buddy were pretty common), was Hall of Fame. The fact that they arrived together (even thought Buddy was a released WWE SuperStar), the fact that Buddy sat with Dom and Rhea, the fact that he was barely more than a half step away from either of them until of course the moment they had to walk out on Rey’s hall of fame speech , those were clocked by hell - everyone.

“So, you are living with them?” Angie’s voice was colored with confusion.

“Madre, you knew someday I was going to move out of our house.” He hummed, “So, yes I live with Dems and Matty.” He offered, “And I pretty much have since Christmas.” He admitted a little quietly, “Look, I know you think it’s weird, but trust me when I say Matty and Dems are exactly what I needed after Maria and I separated-”

Rey cleared his throat, “Dominik, the rumors fly around here…”

“I promise the rumors are wrong.” Dominik promised, “I liked you're speech, Jefe, a lot.” He moved to hug Rey, but the man stepped back eyeing him ruefully, “I know it doesn’t make the most sense, me crashing with them from the outside looking in-”

“I didn’t raise you to be Eddie.” Rey finally said, “He coveted what he couldn’t have too.” From their distance Buddy and Rhea watched as Rey glanced meaningfully past Dominik at Rhea, the boy turned his head to follow his father’s gaze. 

Dominik laughed loudly, “Jefe, I don’t covet anything.” Dom motioned them both over, so slowly Rhea and Buddy made their way, moving to stand on either side of him, Buddy’s arm going around his lower back while Rhea took his hand, “This isn’t exactly how I wanted to tell you this…” Dominik gazed around them, “But seeing as you are both here, and I don’t know when we will all be in the same place again, I’m not coveting anything, remember when we were doing the Mysterio/Messiah storyline?” Rey nodded, slowly, under his mask it was hard for the Austrailians to tell how he was reacting, “I was so mad about Aalyah, and you never asked why, it was because I was jealous .” Angie’s face turned from confusion to a blinding smile, Dominik leaned forward, focusing on his parents, “I was jealous of Aalyah, of her getting to kiss Matty.” Dominik motioned to the man next to him, “I’m bisexual.” He added when it looked like Rey wasn’t going to catch on.

“That’s fine, son, but that doesn’t explain… this.” Rey motioned to them all three.

Rhea laughed, a smile blooming on her face, Buddy flushed a deep red, “We are a couple.” Dominik deadpanned, “Like, I’m dating them both, and they are both dating me, and each other.” 

Angie looked between them, “Dominik… it’s not how we were raised, but-”

“But we are glad you are being honest with us.” Rey finished for his wife, then looked at Buddy, “Let us break the news to Aalyah, I’m not sure she will be prepared for you to attend family dinner this Sunday with us… but her new boyfriend is quite charming, here's to hoping he doesn’t remember you're storyline…” With that Rey kissed Dominik’s cheek, waved at the Austrailians, then took Angie’s hand after she hugged the trio, and led her away so they could greet more SuperStars.

“Can we get pizza now?” Dominik asked the pair on either side of him.

Rhea giggled, “We should take it to go.” 

“Hey, now, wait a moment.” Buddy huffed, “Every time we get pizza I never get to eat it-” That had the younger pair laughing loudly as Damian approached them looking confused, Vero and Finn following behind him. “Hey, how about we all go out to dinner together so I might actually get my pizza-”

“If you weren’t such a horny bastard man, you wouldn’t have this problem.” Damian teased, pulling Buddy in to ruffle his ginger hair, “Fergie, Vero you in?” The married couple nodded fondly, “Alright, I got the biggest rental, let's go - oh, and hey, my room has a hot tub!” 

…The End For Now

[narutocharacterpolls]

ROUND FOUR

TENTEN vs GAARA

Reasons for submission under the cut

Tenten

her main jutsu is just throw so many knives at you and I respect that

her weapons mastery/sealing jutsu had so much potential and it never got the treatment it deserved

team Gai is best

Gaara

he overcame his incredible loneliness and childhood trauma with a lot of grace

he acknowledged the people he may have hurt (rock Lee) and did everything in his power to build up from there

he was always very caring (like when he brought the girl he accidentally hurt an apology gift when he was a child)

he was someone who understood Sasuke and shed tears for him

he motivated an entire army of shinobi that were fighting amongst each other, and he did it purely with love for Naruto, showing how powerful his kindness is

serial killer turned babushka. Quite possibly the sweetest and funniest character transformation [submitter]'s ever seen

he enjoys succulent and cactus gardening, based as always

his gardening outfit is the cutest shit ever seen

he has cat eyes which are very cute

nothing but respect for my goth teenaged president 🫡

he's so polite,,

his character development is amazing, he went from being a crazy murderer, to gaining the trust of his whole village and becoming the Kazekage

despite how drastic his character development was, it still feels understandable due to how badly he was treated as a child, and how deep down he always wanted to love but was simply punished for it

eeeing him recover from his trauma thanks to Naruto is really heartwarming

one of the best redeemed villain characters ever imo

very cool character design

storyline that made [submitter] cry like a baby three different times

he's so full of love

has a cool transformation

enjoyable demeanor once he got the help he needs

nice to see a quiet but social introvert succeed in life, overcome his trauma, and learn his self worth

he was an edgy 12 year old who talked like shadow from shadow the hedgehog (2005) how can u not like that

he's funny

he's pretty cool when he's older, a good leader

his arc is [submitters] favorite in the series

lovely to see how far he came and how hard he worked to overcome his demons

[jonathansknife]

9 For Mina and the Character Asks! What’s your favourite headcanon(s) for this character? 🫐💙

Aaa ty for the ask!! I have a lot 💀

She needs to know everything. Like, literally everything. I think this is the essential core of her character and why she made such a good group leader/vampire hunter. Sometimes if she doesn't know something it gets stuck in her head and she absolutely has to uncover it, even if it's actually insignificant. Like you could throw a receipt away in front of her and if her mind latches onto it she will dig it out of the trash and read it just to sate her curiosity. For TMA fans: I basically think she's an avatar of the Eye.

She loves to be squeezed and crushed. She's very sensory-seeking in general. The fact that she lives in a time before things like weighted blankets and harsh noise music is a tragedy.

She's a very “blorbo” type person. She gets obsessed with people/character and rotates them in her mind. Some of her favorite characters are Basil Hallward and the narrator from the Yellow Wallpaper.

She likes fibercrafts and papercrafts.

She and Seward are tech bro besties. They bond over cutting-edge inventions and academic hubris. (At some point she does beat tf out of him for what he did to Renfield though.)

She has OCD.

In modern times, she would be a hardcore goth/emo.

Her ideal career is as an investigative journalist.

Sad one incoming: when Drac started preying on her I think one of the first things she felt was relief. Like, “finally he's moved off my loved ones and onto me. The person who’s meant to suffer.” :( Seriously get this girl some self esteem.

POST-DRAC:

For a long time after Dracula, everything smells and tastes like rotting meat. It takes a while for her to get back to cooking and eating the things she enjoys, but she gets there eventually.

Her teeth are quite a bit sharper too. She often accidentally bites her lips and tongue :(

Also bright red eyeshine. I think her brown eyes were kind of red even before Drac but definitely after.

It's hard for her to show “weakness” in front of anyone, especially Lucy and Jonathan whose happiness she views as her responsibility. But at some point she lets Arthur comfort her the way she comforted him.

She has a daughter and names her Lucy <3

She studies science, law and medicine with Van Helsing as a hobby.

She gets very into self defense/martial arts and teaches her children as well.

She (and Jonathan (and Lucy and Quincey in their AU)) lives for a very long time. Like, almost inhumanly long. She definitely makes it well into the 70s at least, and becomes one of the original Trekkies. She's a big fan of The Premise.

I'm gonna cut myself off cause this is getting long but I can't promise I won't add more later. Send me asks!