#I like when Donnie hates him with a passion more lol

[chaos-potat]

Random thought I've been thinking

[leadenn]

I know Don is your favorite like that’s based he’s great. I was wondering what’s your opinion on Raph I ask him because he’s my fav. And in your ray of sunshine series I see you ship him with casey I love rasey.

I LOVE RAPH HE'S FANTASTIC. I love all the brothers so much it'll be a cold day in hell if I don't like one of them, but Donnie wins solely because I've always projected my general apathy onto him

But Raph is like the other end of the spectrum in that sense. I think the most defining character trait for him is that he feels too much without knowing how to really express it. And it's not the depth of his feelings that are the issue, I think it's the fact he doesn't know how to express himself.

I love how emotional he is, and it isn't just anger. I don't think that anger is all there is to his character and a lot of the time I feel like people write him off too quick as the angry one. He's emotional, and whenever he feels a lot it comes out that way, but there's more there.

He cares about justice, like more than I think the others do. He always wants to get even or make sure bad guys get what is coming to them. He thinks if they don't do it, it won't get done. The other brothers seem more willing to walk away. Not that they don't care, I just thinking Raph cares the most.

Also I think one of the traits that best define him across any iteration is how much he loves his family, because he really does. This is specific to 2012 Raph mostly, but I hate when people say he's abusive to his brothers or that he doesn't love them because it's like did you even watch the same show that I did lmao

I think the best part about him and what I would personally focus on if I were to write anything about him would be the fact that he has all these intense feelings but he's insecure about expressing them/doesn't really know how to. Sometimes when you're really passionate and really serious about something and don't know how to express that it comes out like anger bc you just get so frustrated while trying to express yourself. I feel that's absolutely something Raph would experience and I try to write him that way.

I'm gonna stop bc I could scream about Raph and his emotional constipation forever, but I won't lol

[iheartchv]

Hey sweets!

Can I ask for a mistletoe match-up? 🌿🍒

Bayverse turtles or Dark Turtles AU, your choice!

My hobbies include writing (of course 😜) and reading, hiking and exploring new places, and cooking. I love to travel and meet new people.

I’m an extroverted introvert (😆) and I have really good intuition typically. I’m the oldest child but I was also raised separated from my siblings so I have a bit of only child syndrome too lol. I’m a fierce mama bear, seriously, the school system here fears me because I advocate strongly for my children. I’m loyal but I don’t take no shit. I’m a big believer in: if you be nice to me, I be nice to you.

Curious who you match me with! Love ya! 😘

Hmmm... I know Raph's your man, so I'm gonna go with my AU Dark Turtles.

You'd be matched up with... Dark Raph

Possible matches: Dark Donnie

It was actually a tie between Dark Don or Dark Raph, and I hate breaking ties >×< you can have both if you want but for this match up its Red x3

Raph, evil clone of Raphael, fell in love with you

In the past couple of years that hes known you, from kidnapping you and secretly talking to you before being rescued, he felt something with you

He felt insecure whenever he was around you because he felt like such a horrible monster

You assured him that he wasn't and that was it

He wanted to be near you

Have you to himself

He just wanted you

Little did he know that he was developing romantic feelings for you

And that was hard to talk to you like he wanted with a tension between his brothers and their good twins

When the turtles and the dark clones formed a truce to defeat Krang and his plans to destroy Earth, he fought side by side with you

Even on the battlefield he couldn't keep his golden-greenish eyes off of you

Shortly after that he told you that he liked you

And sometime after that, hugs and cuddles were shared

And then kisses

Passionate, heated kisses

You taught him love and what it was

In return, he wanted to do something for you for this Christmas

Christmas Eve, at your place, underneath a mistletoe he spoke his heart

"I wanted to tell you that I want to spend Christmas with you, but..."

He paused for a bit

"I want to spend more than a whole day with you."

"I want to spend whatever time I have with you, every single minute"

His giant crimson three fingered hand cradled the whole left side of your face

"Are you saying that you want a wedding ceremony?"

"Whatever it takes, if it means we'll always be together"

He picked you up bridal style and kissed you softly, carefully, like he always did

You were his, and he was yours

😈🐢❤💖👩

Hope you like your match 👉😈🐢❤👈

[just-some-random-blogger]

You know what, I was gonna dump this in the tags but I'm really going off now lol. In case it isn't obvious this is my opinion. Agree or disagree as you'd like 🫶 I mostly focused on the music aspect

Shadowheart is the clear answer. I don't think I need to elaborate but with her aesthetic and the 'no one gets me but my fellow comrades 😔😫' attitude, I'm 86% sure she cried when she watched the ghost of you mv for the first time. Definitely was one of the more aggressive people who went 'you wear pink, we wear black 🙄' but grew out of it like the rest of us.

Karlach could be a second, just cause she's pretty punk rock and I think she'd milk the phrase ITS NOT A PHASE MOM til the milk is sour and some. Definitely puts on eyeliner. She always tries to do a wing but fucks it up and claims she wanted it smudged anyway. EMO.

Wyll could be next. He uses what a catch donnie to measure how long a trip is (or the black parade, which is his life anthem; that song is literally for him). Destroyed his hair from chronic straightening. His dad banned him from touching his hair after he tried to color it (and honestly man fuck that guy, he's just jealous cos he's bald af).

Minthara would probably be into something more metal tbh. I feel like she'd only be into emo if idk karlach introduced it to her. She'd love a good mosh pit. Mosh pit instigating queen.

Astarion, if he was, would never admit to liking emo music. He probably discovered northern downpour, got interested, found out the band is the same one behind I write sins not tragedies, then gagged himself. Emo scum begone!

Gale would be interested in anything handed to him with passion but is a more casual listener. Just dabbles, ya know. Probably listens to Paramore the most because he has the hots for hayley and thinks shes an incredible performer. Thinks he looks hot in eyeliner.

Minsc is like gale. If you like it enough and you share it with him, he'd like it too. He would HATE the idea of skinny jeans tho. Super turned off by it. What do you mean I have to suffer for the aesthetic? Boo can't fit in my pocket. Nothing can 🫤.

Lae'zel would probably know of emo music and be indifferent towards it. But upon learning shadowfart is emo, would absolutely LOATHE emo music. 👎👎👎👎👎 Boo you whore. You can't sit with usssss!

Halsin would be open to emo culture if you shared it to him but girl this dude's spotify is mostly nature sounds 😐. I don't know what to tell you. Probably appreciates the emos who don't use deodorant 😭💀

Jaheria, respectfully, does not give a fuck. One of her 99 kids is probably emo and so she's like 'oh that's nice' but, again, clearly does not give a fuck.

Notes:

Emo here is defined as 00s pop-punk with emotionally forthright lyrics in the style of My Chemical Romance, etc. Known also for spawning a subculture with androgynous alternative styling with lots of belts, skinny jeans, black, and eyeliner (both genders). (Sorry Rites of Spring fans or any 90s emo fans lingering in my notes).

Fan, here, does not need to be overt - e.g. a companion could be a secret fan who does not belong to emo subculture, but really enjoys the music.

[sskurwysyn]

GOOD DAD DRAXUM AU GOOD DAD DRAXUM AU!!!! + Villain turtles (?)

So basically, what if Lou Jitsu didn't manage to snatch the turtles and they were raised by Baron Draxum

He's very very bad at parenting at first (he has exactly 0 knowledge on handling children)

Munnin and Huggin to the rescue!! (They don't know anything about parenting either but they do have something Barry lacks - common f-cking sense)

He was so happy his experiment worked out, he forgot to plan a bit ahead. In his mad scientist haze, he disregarded the fact he actually had to raise the specimens he made...

Actually their sentience was an accident! Draxum wanted mindless weapons (i physically cringed at that lol lfls gave me trauma), maybe pets, def not children. So at first he wasn't too happy with the outcome. But after realizing the possibilities their sentience opened, he was ecstatic, bragging to everyone that his experiment worked even better than planned.

He reads a lot of parenting books 👍

Barry has troubles with empathy, but he makes it up with a deep understanding of psychology and biology. He strives to bring out the most out of every turtle, so he tries to choose those training methods, that would actually WORK.

He read somewhere that children need physical touch at least four times a day to develop properly. He doesn't know what a hug is, so four times a day he just. Picks his children weapons up and holds them for a minute awkwardly. He eventually learned to be more casual when picking them up, but it took a while.

When the tots were still in their baby form, Draxum carried them on his shoulders instead of the gargoyles.

The tots really liked to sleep in the dog bed 🥺🥺 /bc of the fireplace/ Munnin and Huggin didn't mind, they either tried to squeeze themselves next to the turtles, or they just slept hanging upside down from something (like bats), keeping an eye on them.

They reclaim their bed happily when Draxum builds the tots a terrarium though.

Honestly those two go from evil henchmen to fulltime nannies in the matter of days and they enjoy it a lot, surpisingly.

The turtles enjoy Lou Jitsu movies very much, and they compare themselves to him all the time. He's basically their idol and they dream of meeting their DNA-dad. They idolize Lou even more than in canon, since they know that he's related to them from the get go.

Mike painted him on a cardboard. Now they have real life sized Lou Jitsu cardboard cutout just vibing around the house.

Draxum deems art an useless skill and a waste of time. So he and Mikey get into fights about it all the time.

Draxum may be emotionally distant, but he's much more interested in the boys' lives than Splinter ever was. Which, okay, it's good for the most part, but it shows to be problematic if his ideals don't align with the turtle's actions.

Donnie is his least favorite, only because he sees himself in the softshell too much and it makes him uncomfortable.

Mikey is his favorite, actually (because of the EXTREME potential he's hiding) but that just means he gets the most shit from Draxum, honestly.

The boys are muchhh much more rebellious and uh... morally questionable than in canon.

Remember lair games? Yeah. Remember when Leo accidentally caused Don to twist his ankle? Yeah. Let's just say, it wouldn't exactly be accidental in this AU.

Turtles have a deep dislike of humans, mostly caused by Draxum's views on them. They stick to the Undercity for the most part, unless they sneak out to NYC to cause some chaos. That's how they meet April, actually.

Yeah, they're not friends in this AU. Arch nemesis would be more accurate. Especially with Donnie. They hate each other with a burning passion.

"Stop mutating innocent citizens!!!" "Make me, hummie! (sfx: madman laugh)"

Yes turtles are personally involved in mutation of the villains from the show. I will not be elaborating.

Usagi and Gen are very important figures in this AU :DD probably as important as April and Splinter, honestly. (And i may or may not bring Jei into it as well... Still thinking about it)

I have more ideas but then this post would be insufferably long i mean its pretty long as it is

[spicy-apple-pie]

Oops dropped more Cassandra hcs

Casey has calmed down significantly with the Hamato’s. It’s due to many things, but most notably Draxum teaching her meditation and training with Raph.

Don’t get me wrong, she’s still very… passionate, but she just has more outlets

Speaking of Raph, they’re best friends.

Like I said, they train together. Raph prefers to train with Casey because she can take what he gives her and gives it right back.

They like to vent to each other too, or just talk about life and their stress.

They also patrol the streets of NYC, just the two of them. After they’re done, they go out for pizza.

Casey’s favourite pizza is the classic pepperoni.

She plays for the school’s hockey team as their goalie. She’s really good at it too.

She’s not that good in school tho. She finds it hard to sit still and listen all day. She relies on April and Donnie to help her study for stuff.

Her and April really wanted to get into the same school after high school (Sunita moved back to the hidden city because university is free there lol. They still hang out a lot tho)

They both got a scholarship, April for her journalism and Casey got an athletic scholarship.

April got her acceptance letter first and Casey was shitting bricks thinking she got rejected. She didn’t

She’s going to school for general education, but she doesn’t know what age she wants to work with yet.

She absolutely adores Casey Jr.

They don’t consider each other as mother and son so much, but Cass is very protective of him.

When she first learns about him, she’s super confused, and that’s how she comes out as a lesbian. And Casey Jr is just like “ya I know, I’m adopted lol”

The only time they really bring it up it’s to use it against each other.

“CASEY JONES JR IF YOU EAT THAT LAST SLICE YOU ARE GROUNDED!!”

“Oh, so you’re really going to let your own son starve to death? Despicable.”

The others try to keep the fact that the foot clan is the one who brought the kraang and that there were no survivors, but she does eventually find out.

She goes through a lot of emotions, some positive, but mostly negative. Ashamed of the fact that she could’ve helped bring the end of the world. Fear that she could’ve been there and kraangified. Grief for the people that she once considered family.

At one point, they find the Kraangified versions of her past senseis. They try to get through to them, but it wasn’t possible.

They send them off with a signed copy of Punch Chowder.

Splinter hates their guts for what they did to his family, to Casey. But he signs the copy because he knows that it’ll make Casey feel better.

Casey is really torn because she knows they weren’t good people, they weren’t good to her. But they took her in when no one else would. And really, they gave her the best family she could ever ask for.

Got really angsty at the end, but she has a family that actually cares for her and will look after her. God I love her so much.

Again, I do have more. I want to dive into her relationships with the turtles and splinter, but this is already long enough.

[imagine-turtles]

may i please request some making out and kissing headcanons for our favorite turtle brothers with their boyfriend, the male reader thank you? I love kisses of all kinds, making out, sweet small kisses, morning kisses, goodbye kisses, passionate kisses, just kisses, mwah mwah! 💕 sorry if this is weird, I just love kisses, it’s such a nice like intimate thing and it’s sweet and I love it and I’m a big ole sap lol. I wanted to request from you so hope this is okay! <3

SO okay, you have no idea. 😍 Bayverse, because you didn't specify.

Leonardo

Before he starts dating, he honestly thinks making out is kinda... gross. The thought of someone else's warm bubbly saliva in his mouth nearly makes him gag. Leo figures if he lands a partner, they probably won't be jumping down his throat anyways, so it hardly matters.

He just doesn't see the appeal until his boyfriend presses a sweet, chaste kiss square on his lips, and Leo almost instinctively opens his mouth ever so slightly.

His boyfriend doesn't taste sweet--of course he doesn't, Leo's not an idiot--just... familiar. And it kinda drowns out the little part of his brain screaming "NO!! GROSS!!"

However, he absolutely cannot deal with strong food tastes in his boyfriend's mouth. That really will make him nauseous.

Won't sit his boyfriend on the counter to kiss him, thinks it's so weird and refuses to let anyone else put their partners on the counter either. That is a food prep area ONLY.

Raphael

Acts like he doesn't give a shit about kissing because he can't handle how much of a shit he actually gives. If someone were to visibly dislike kissing Raph, prep for a nuclear meltdown; every self-deprecating thought he's ever had is true, he's never going to find love because he's ugly as hell with no personality, and everyone hates him.

It takes a while to acclimate Raph to kisses, and even longer to get him to initiate. The thought of his own boyfriend flinching away from him if he goes in for a kiss is literally paralyzing.

So he bitches and moans, and rolls his eyes incessantly, until he finally gets over himself.

The first kiss he initiates is stressful--probably the most stressful thing he's ever done, he thinks, despite risking his life every other day--but his boyfriend is so clearly elated by the sudden interest that

Donatello

It's kind of obvious when he starts taking a crush seriously, because Donnie suddenly starts caring way too much about whether his lips are chapped or not. Chapstick everywhere--Party Wagon, desk drawers, pockets, backpack, Shellraiser, tool chest, everywhere.

Half the time his kisses are in passing, between thoughts, or generally rushed, one hand on his boyfriend's cheek to make sure their heads don't collide somehow.

Didn't really get the appeal of tongue, assumed he'd figure it out and probably like it once he tried it. He was correct.

Shares Leo's opinion of sitting on kitchen counters. Yeah, he could just sanitize it, but Splinter eats off that counter. Won't say anything about it because he doesn't want to sound stuck-up, but he will surreptitiously tip off Leo.

Michelangelo

Got the impression kissing was way more fun than it actually is; he does love it, but it's not as mind-blowing as pop culture makes it out to be.

Everything that goes along with kissing, though, that's what he can't get enough of.

Mikey starts out innocently enough, hand in hand or legs barely brushing, but as soon as he gets the go-ahead he's all about pawing, groping, honestly just blatant grinding on whatever surface they've occupied.

Despite his limited attention span, he hardly ever finds himself getting distracted while kissing his boyfriend. Lips, hands, back, hair, legs, sexy lil boyfriend dumpy--if it's available, he's grabbing it. It reads as sexual at first glance, but a particularly observant boyfriend might accurately describe his handsiness as stimming.

NOT afraid to get noisy. It's mostly just because he won't stop talking to catch his breath, and whatever's happening is just going to happen in the middle of his sentence. Will definitely try to have a conversation half down his boyfriend's throat.

Got chewed out by Leo for making out on the kitchen counter. Tried to claim they weren't doing anything more than kissing and he was going to clean it so good afterwards, but it really didn't matter; Leo doesn't want asscheeks on the counter, clothed or otherwise. Took all of Mikey's self control to not make a comment that would've ended his life.

[angeltrapz]

chainshipping ask time <33 i think ive asked smthn similar b4 but uhh fav holidays? + following that, fav Things To Do on those holidays? (i like to think Adam always did his best to go Crazy on a halloween costume even if he was just gonna spend th night eating pizza + watching scary movies alone.. Anyways th tenderness of him doing Lawrence's gross SFX makeup for Halloween? yea <3)

Even if you did send me an ask like this b4, that’s perfectly fine!! God I LOVE talking abt holidays w ships omg ty!!!

Honestly? I think Lawrence’s favourite holiday would be Christmas. He likes having that extra time to spend with his family, he gets Really into decorating (one year Diana begged him to get one of those little reindeer decoration sets - the ones you can put on your car - and she used her best puppy eyes, and how could he say no to that???), makes a big thing about the three of them (as in Adam, Lawrence, and Diana) decorating the tree together, popcorn balls and everything, and for Adam it’s definitely like... an adjustment thing? He doesn’t mind it at all, he finds it rather cute actually, but it’s a vast difference from his childhood + the way his family treated celebrating Christmas. He Does love gaudy Christmas sweaters, though; the worse they are, the better. (You know that one with the gingerbread man that says Let’s Get Baked? Adam has that. Fucking dork. It was a gift from David. He got Lar one that says Merry Christmas Ya Filthy Animals and he unironically loves it, esp bc Adam picked it out. Adam Also has one that’s Labyrinth themed bc he likes that movie. I love them???)

As for like, specific traditions, they settle in on the couch or make a huge pillow fort (ESP if they have Diana!! Adam is just so good at building them...) with hot chocolate, some sugar cookies (that Lawrence + Diana made n decorated, w Adam’s help), maaaybe some popcorn, but that depends + Diana’s usually the one eating it, they’re all in their pajamas, and they watch a couple movies!! Specifically the Rankin/Bass ones. Diana’s (and mine!) favourite is Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town, Lawrence can’t help but be fond of Frosty The Snowman, and Adam needs to watch Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer at least once (it’s the one he watched the most in his childhood + he’s just attached to it. Don’t tell anyone that the isle of forgotten toys makes him cry sometimes). Diana gets to open one present on Christmas Eve that she gets to pick out, so long as it’s not a “big” one, and it’s just a nice evening <3

A big thing at first, though, is that Adam like... isn’t used to receiving gifts, especially any that exceed $20, and Lawrence’s heart is just so big and he likes to spoil Adam bc in his mind he deserves it!! He loves him!! But the first Christmas they spend together, Adam had just begun using his camera again two months before, but he was having a hard time w it bc of the flash + it having gotten roughed up a little when it was taken for evidence when he was still missing. It was just. Hard for Lar to watch him struggle like that. Esp when he was wanting to pursue his passion again. So he got him a new camera, one without a flash so he didn’t have to deal with it.

And when Adam opened it he just... had to sit there for a moment because. Holy shit. No one has ever spent money on him like that, esp on something like a brand new camera, and for a long moment he was just. Silent. And Lawrence was panicking bc oh god did he mess up?? But Adam got up off of the floor where he was sitting (he’d been passing the presents out w some help from Diana, who had excitedly handed him the one w his name on it) and moved to where Lawrence was sitting on the couch, but he didn’t sit down - he stood in front of Lawrence for a little bit, quiet, and then leaned forward and kinda pulled Lawrence’s head against his chest and he just. Sighed. Low and shaky. That’s when Lawrence kinda understood what was happening, because he knew that meant Adam was a little overwhelmed, so he just kinda wrapped his arms around his middle and was like “Are you okay??”, which prompted Diana to ask the same question.

All he said was, “You didn’t have to do that,” and then, quieter, “I love you.” And Lawrence just grins bc yeah he didn’t have to, but he wanted to, because he loves him, and he makes sure to tell Adam that. Adam cried a little bit after that. It’s bc he was happy, but that kinda helped to put it into perspective for Lawrence, so he toned it down a little bit after that.

Lawrence is also Super Fond of Valentine’s Day, and Adam used to hate it - just didn’t rlly see the point of it - but, well,, the first Valentine’s they spend together after the bathroom, he started to see the appeal of it. They didn’t do anything too involved (neither of them wanted to deal with reservations in packed restaurants or anything like that), just a nice at-home dinner with some wine (Adam isn’t super into wine, but he likes it enough; Lawrence is the one who rlly likes it), sitting down together and talking and laughing, bumping hips when they clean up + take care of the dishes together after. It’s so simple and yet it’s so, so meaningful for both of them, and Adam finds it hard to dislike it so much after that.

+ YES I agree that Adam’s fave holiday is Halloween + that he goes all out on costumes regardless of if he’s staying home or not!!! Lawrence and Alison alternate holidays, so when it’s Lawrence’s turn, the two of them take Diana trick-or-treating and honestly? It’s a lot more fun than Halloweens previous had been for Lar!! He always has fun watching Diana run around and get excited about how much candy she’s gotten, but Adam is just as enthusiastic, and it kinda rubs off on Lawrence. Sure, he’s not running around, but he’s definitely more Into It. He kinda lets Adam do whatever he wants in regards to SFX makeup bc he loves seeing how focused Adam gets, tip of his tongue poking out, squinting a little and keeping his touch gentle but still firm enough to make sure stuff adheres + to even out details... it takes him a little while to realize that Lawrence is just heart eyes the whole time. Like thee softest gaze there’s ever been, even if he’s not quite smiling bc he doesn’t want to disrupt Adam’s work. It’s just a nice moment for them + the result is always killer, so it’s definitely worth it!! (Adam’s had quite a bit of experience w SFX since he learned early on how to do it w some help from David growing up!)

If they don’t have Diana, Lawrence prefers not to dress up, but he’s still supportive of Adam if he wants to lol. They get their biggest bowl and put a bunch of candy in it to set on their doorstep with a sign that says “take 2,” and then they stay inside for the night (Adam is Very insistent abt the candy bowl lmao!! He wants the trick-or-treaters to have fun!!). I like the idea that they just kind of watch a couple horror movies, sharing some leftover candy and snacks. They usually end up holding hands and it’s so cute when Lawrence gets startled/spooked bc he’ll squeeze Adam’s hand and Adam is just like... oh that’s fucking Adorable. He’ll squeeze back just to be like it’s okay <33 I like the HC that Lawrence isn’t,, super into horror movies, doesn’t rlly care for the majority of ‘em whereas Adam Adores them, but there’s a couple they can agree on + those are the ones they watch (whatever movies they watch is up to you!! Personally I think they could at least watch Donnie Darko, which is more psychological, + Halloween! It kinda depends on personal interpretation!)

[waveypedia]

Key to a Memory

(warning for swearing)

~

{people need a melody to open their eyes

like a key to a memory frozen in time

holding on to everything, you’re stuck in the past

boy dontcha know that the world moves fast

it’s been a little while since we’ve been together

it’s been a long time since we were young and wild, remember

when we were friends, remember}

--

May 14, 2019 I 6:26 pm

UNKNOWN NUMBER: GYRO

UNKNOWN NUMBER: HEY GYRO

UNKNOWN NUMBER: It’s me Della!! Your bud!!!

UNKNOWN NUMBER: I’m back from space!!!

UNKNOWN NUMBER: I can’t believe you have the same number you nerd! lol I remember when Uncle Scrooge finally forced you to get a phone and you got a super cheap one and then upgraded it with your own tech

UNKNOWN NUMBER: I can’t wait to see how much more upgraded and fancy your phone is now!

UNKNOWN NUMBER: sorry for not texting you sooner I got back a couple days ago but things have just been really hectic since then ya know??

UNKNOWN NUMBER: anyway I know you’re probably busy changing the world and inventing amazing things for Uncle Scrooge

UNKNOWN NUMBER: he told me you got an intern!! Congrats!! I can’t wait to meet them

UNKNOWN NUMBER: just call me when you get a chance ok? I’d really like to catch up

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“GYRO!!” Della screamed, kicking open the door to the lab. Gyro scowled at his desk and scrawled a quick note to outfit the elevator with self-opening doors. The scientist sighed and stood up reluctantly, stepping around his desk to be in full view. “What is it now, Della?”

Della sprinted into the lab, her grin threatening to split her face in two. She exuberantly waved a bundle of papers in Gyro’s face. “Donnie and I got tickets to the new Galaxy Wars movie, and you’re coming!! Thursday at 6!! Be there or be square!!”

Gyro snorted and gently waved her off, pushing the tickets out of his face. “Dels, I’m busy here. Besides, any self-respecting scientist knows those movies are garbage.”

Della fake-pouted and slung her arm around Gyro’s shoulders, despite the height difference. She had to lean and go up on her tiptoes to manage, making Gyro burst out in a fit of laughter. She shrugged, tugging Gyro down to her height. “Whatever. The premiere was a couple weeks ago, so you probably won’t get into a fistfight with an overzealous fan this time-”

“-Their fault-” Gyro muttered under his breath as Della prattled on.

“-Aaaaaand Cousin Gladdy’ll be there! With his luck we probably won’t get kicked out by the ushers,” Della finished proudly.

Gyro rolled his eyes good-naturedly. “Ugh, Gladstone? That man is too self-absorbed. Takes one to know one. And does that mean Fethry will be there as well?”

“Yep!” Della beamed. “He loves science, Gy, and he loves you! He’ll grow on you one day.”

“Highly unlikely.” Gyro shoved her arm off and stretched, standing up to his full height. “I grudgingly respect Fethry’s passion and his interest in scientific fields. He’s just so…” Gyro huffed. “Annoying.”

Della poked him in the beak. “Whatever. If you think Fethry’s annoying, my buddy Loopy from flight school will be there and she’ll blow your mind. But in a good way! Loopy’s amazing!”

Gyro groaned and slapped a hand on his face, slowly dragging it down. “Loopy and I are your only friends, aren’t we?”

Della puffed her chest out in mock effrontery. “I have lots of friends! I’m the best at making friends! They’re just all over the globe, you know, cause of all the amazing and daring adventuring I do!”

Gyro snorted and knocked his friend with his shoulder. “Whatever. When one of these international ‘friends’ comes around to Duckburg and hangs out with you beyond the adventure, let me know.”

Della smirked. “So you’ll be there?”

“Fine. I’ll be there.” Gyro affirmed, rolling his eyes.Della beamed mischievously. “Wonderful! See you there! Also it’s a sleepover and I’m adding you to a group chat specifically for this event now byeeeeee!!!”

“WHAT?!” Gyro squawked, racing after Della, but the elevator dinged and carried her far away. “Della! No! Come back! DELLA!!! I WILL NOT SUBJECT MYSELF TO THE TORTURES OF YOUR CHILDISH SLEEPOVER!!!” He chanced a look at his phone. It was already blowing up with texts from Della and Fethry.

Gyro groaned and slammed his head down on his desk, grateful for the solitude of his lab. He pulled up the calendar Scrooge filled with his deadlines from the board and added the movie night so he wouldn’t forget. A small, pleased smile played at his beak.

He picked up his phone, muted the group chat, and returned to his work.

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May 15 I 4:03 pm

Della Duck: hey dumbass

Della Duck: they have read receipts now stupid

Della Duck: I know you saw my messages

Della Duck: whatever I know you’re hella busy just call me when you get the chance

Della Duck: hahah did you see that? hella! I used new slang!

Della Duck: Louie taught it to me :D

Della Duck: I can’t believe his name is Louie and not Rebel! I’m kinda mad at Donald but also it suits him more than Rebel

Della Duck: Dewey though… he’s DEFINITELY a Turbo

Della Duck: Huey could go either way but he’s okay with Huey so I guess I am too

Della Duck: It’s a lot to take in

Della Duck: although Webby would be overjoyed to be Jet or Rebel

Della Duck: I can’t believe I have an extra daughter!!! how cool is that?? four kids for the price of three!!

Della Duck: or maybe it’s more like six kids for the price of three since Webby had friends over today and they all seem close

Della Duck: Ooh you know who would be a good Rebel? Lena! apparently she just came back from the shadow realm??? I missed so much

Della Duck: i can’t believe you guys got to fight magica de spell without me AND she had a kid

Della Duck: she’s still kinda hot ngl

Della Duck: but louie showed me a picture of her after she lost her magic and ehhhh

Della Duck: but also there are lots of hot people around these days and I’m kinda freaked out

Della Duck: like I made a best friend of my roommate on the moon!! Her name’s Penumbra but I call her Penny and I’d let her stomp on me. Best part is she probably would

Della Duck: also Uncle Scrooge got a new pilot & driver and I hate him cause he’s sorta replacing me?? But also he’s hot in a himbo kinda way

Della Duck: I know you have insanely high standards but you gotta back me up here gyro Launchpad is kinda hot

Della Duck: damn i’ve missed our conversations about various hot people and our lack of love lives

Della Duck: I told you about Penny you gotta fill me in on the current hotties in the Duckburg science community

Della Duck: I also met your intern! He seems nice ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ) ;) ;) ;)

Della Duck: i can hear your voice. “Della that is an excessive amount of emoticons”

Della Duck: well if you want me to stop you’ll just have to reply ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)

Della Duck: at least you’re not telling me to use “emojis”Della Duck: apparently they all have hidden meanings and I don’t understand

Della Duck: Louie, Dewey, and Lena tried to teach Uncle Scrooge and I

Della Duck: I’m ashamed to say I think he fared better than I did

Della Duck: he’s old!! He’s supposed to be clueless!! I’m not old I was just on the moon for a decade!! That’s gotta count for something right?

4:46 pm

Della Duck: i see how it is

Della Duck: ignore me all you want but i’m right

--

The sun was nearly below the horizon, painting the evening sky and the waves below it in a plethora of muted colors, when Della broke the topic. “Yo. I think Magica de Spell is kinda hot.”

Gyro swerved to stare at her so fast he felt something in his neck crack. “Magica?! She’s ancient; are you crazy?!”

Della shrugged, kicking sand around absentmindedly with her bare toes. “Yeah, but she doesn’t look it. She’s hot in an unattainable kind of way.”

Gyro snorted, loud and sad. “I know how that feels.”

Della nudged him teasingly. “What’s going on in your love life? I shared, now you have to.”

Gyro rolled his eyes and nudged her back, harder. “You know nothing’s happening.” He shrugged carelessly. “It’s not like I have much time outside of work.”

“Yeah, but that’s because you refuse to take care of yourself and you act like you’ll die if you leave the lab,” Della said good-naturedly. “You should come on an adventure with us!”

Gyro sighed contentedly and waved her away. “I’ll stick to the lab, thanks. My inventions’ corrupted morality circuits provide me quite enough stress and adventure, thank you very much.”

(He couldn’t very well tell her that her dear ol’ uncle had entrusted him with the project of a lifetime, his chance to thank her for her gift of friendship, his chance to prove himself to Mr. McDuck for once and for all, his chance to redeem himself from the smoking failure that was 2BO. He didn’t have to run himself ragged working on the Spear of Selene day and night, but this was important, far more important than anything Gyro had worked on at McDuck Industries before. For his career, and for his friendship. And he wanted to do it right.)

(Shame he failed in the end anyway.)

Della sighed assent, smiling, and leaned back on her elbows, working her fingers into the sand. She had given up for now, but Gyro knew she would broach the subject again soon, from a new angle, with a new tactic. Della Duck never gave up.

“Maybe one day,” Gyro said, surprising himself. After this whole Spear debacle is said and done.

Della beamed and knocked her shoulder into his affectionately. “I’ll hold you to that!”

Gyro smiled wryly. “I know you will.”

--

Gyro pushed up his glasses and studied Della’s texts, willing his eyes not to unfocus and his brain not to zone out. He read them once, twice, three times. Four.

He began typing.

Gyro Gearloose: I remember-

Gyro Gearloose: My love life is as nonexistent as it was when you left-

Gyro Gearloose: emojis are zealous anyway-

Gyro Gearloose: I’m sorry-

He deleted his words, frustrated, nerves and old, painful memories rubbed raw, and never sent a reply.

--

June 11 I 2:09 pm

Della Duck: so Fenton and I went out for coffee today

Della Duck: not on a date, just as a chance to get to know each other platonically

Della Duck: he’s so much like you

Della Duck: not on the surface. In fact you guys are pretty much opposites

Della Duck: but you both care so much, even though you show it differently

Della Duck: i know you care your prickly demeanor can’t fool me

Della Duck: you’re both incredibly passionate about sciences

Della Duck: you’re both super awkward

Della Duck: he has high praise for you, and he really admires you, but it sounds like you’re not that close and I think you totally should be!

Della Duck: I know you’re probably annoyed that I’m meddling in your (love) life again, but get used to it!! I’m the best wingman and friend and I’m here to stay!!

Della Duck: even if you don’t text me back

Della Duck: (but seriously, please text me back. I miss you.)

Della Duck: he said you might need some space and I guess that makes sense but i just don’t understand why

Della Duck: that’s the only reason I haven’t stormed down to the lab by now

Della Duck: Did i do something before I took off for the moon?

Della Duck: or are you like Donnie and you’re mad?Della Duck: at least I think Donnie’s mad

Della Duck: or he will be

Della Duck: he’s on a cruise, Gyro! A fucking cruise!!!

Della Duck: he left the day I got back and now he’s gone for a fucking month

Della Duck: he thinks I’m dead

Della Duck: I miss him so much

Della Duck: the cruise doesn’t allow cell phones so I can’t even contact him and tell him I’m alive

Della Duck: But Huey and I sent postcards!! I don’t know if they’ll reach him but I really hope they do

Della Duck: Huey and Webby have been checking the mailbox meticulously to see if he sends one back

Della Duck: sorry for ranting

Della Duck: I just miss him

Della Duck: I miss you too you know? Yeah i’m being stupid sappy again but it’s dumb that you’re right here, across the city, and we haven’t talked

Della Duck: call me gyro you fucking coward

2:43 pm

Della Duck: also Fenton is totally Gizmoduck right

Della Duck: I met Gizmoduck once when he came to formally greet me

Della Duck: and i’ve seen him around the city lots

Della Duck: but they’re so similar. They have the same mannerisms

Della Duck: I guess that means you built his armor then right?

Della Duck: or you helped

Della Duck: it’s great Gyro

Della Duck: look at you! An invention that didn’t turn evil!!

Della Duck: I’m proud of you bud

--

“Have you ever thought about hiring someone to help in the lab?” Della asked one day, apropos of nothing.

She had dragged Gyro into a fancy coffee shop - one he’d probably be banned from had he attempted to patronize it on his own, and one he would be in the post-Spear of Selene era - and forced him to take a break from the top secret project he’d been devoting all his time to. They bought overpriced, bougie coffees on Mr. McDuck’s dime and traded jabs without any real bite to them, as was customary for them. Della mocked Gyro’s unique taste for black licorice, again. Same old, same old.

And then, this.

Gyro paused, his ceramic mug halfway to his face. “I’m fine on my own. Any help would only get in my way. They would stumble over their own feet and I would have to take precious time off of my own projects to tediously help them flail and fall.”

Della set down her coffee and leaned forward with her elbows on the table. “You’re so cynical. Besides, you’re working yourself to death down there! It might help if you had someone else to lighten the load.”

Gyro paused. “I suppose I might be more productive if I didn’t have to do the menial tasks beneath me…”

“-And you could make a FRIEND!!!” Della cheered, standing up and leaning heavily on the table, her enthusiasm thundering in full-force. “Someone to chat with on late nights deep in projects, someone who understands your passion for science, someone you can count on when Donnie and I are off on an adventure!”

Gyro groaned, startled at first but then settling into resignation. “I should have known you had an ulterior motive.”

Della giggled, batting her eyelashes jokingly. “I only have your best interests at heart.”

Gyro shrugged and swirled his quickly-cooling coffee around in his mug. “Besides, Dels, you know there’s a reason you’re one of my only friends, right? You and Dickie and Daisy, you’re the people I’m closest with and that’s because you wouldn’t put up with my prickly, stay-alone-all-the-time bullshit. You guys drag me out of whatever place I’m holed up in kicking and screaming. Most people are not like that. I’m lucky to have three of you,” he admitted in the kind of moment of uncharacteristic vulnerability and clarity that only comes when you’re with someone you really trust.

Della snorted and reached across the table to shove Gyro gently. “Shut your self-depricating hole, Gyro Gearloose. Trust me, I wouldn’t put up with you if I didn’t want to.”

Gyro smirked, a small smile chasing away the dark storm clouds that covered his face. “I know, Dels.”

“Good.” Della replied self-assuredly. “I love Dickie and Daisy, and I love that they love you, but they’re not local. You need more friends, Gyro.”

“Maybe,” Gyro hummed softly, the closest he would ever come to admitting it. “But it’s even harder to get along with coworkers, and the chances of my subordinate being someone who actually wants to be friends with me is abysmal.”

Della shrugged. “Sometimes you learn to like each other. Like me ‘n Donnie! We drive each other crazy, but we have each other’s backs when it matters, and we’re always there for each other.”

Gyro snorted. “This hypothetical person and I will be coworkers, Dels, not siblings. That’s different. Besides, you and Donald love each other too much to be healthy.”

“Yeah, but Donnie and Uncle Scrooge and I are a little like coworkers, aren’t we? Adventuring is our job, and it’s very stressful at times,” Della said.

Gyro shook his head. “Dels, honestly, you have to get a job at some point. Mr. McDuck won’t let you leech off of him for much longer now, and you have no experience. It’s really not the same.”

Della shrugged. “At some point. I know Uncle Scrooge is biting at the bit, especially after Donnie joined the Navy, but I don’t want the responsibilities and schedules of work to tie me down and take me away from adventuring, you know? It’s the same reason I didn’t go off to college.”

“I still think you should have,” Gyro replied, smiling wryly. “You’re bright and you’d flourish being able to study what you choose.”

“I learn a lot adventuring,” Della replied smugly, stubborn as always. “I can speak seven languages fluently, you know!”

“Even if most of them are dead, or belong to otherworldly beings from alternate dimensions,” Gyro pointed out.

Della sighed contentedly and shook her head. “Whatever. What’s done is done, and I’ll get a job someday. But just think about it, Gyro, all right?” She locked gazes with Gyro pleadingly.

Gyro sighed in defeat. “Fine. I will give it some thought. But don’t get your hopes up, all right?”

Della smirked. “Whatever you say.”

Gyro put his head in his hands, roughly shoving aside his expensive coffee. (He was lucky it didn’t crash and burn, like most of his inventions.)

She’s not gonna win this one, Gyro aggressively promised himself. I can’t subject anyone else to my bullshit.

(The only reason he assented and allowed an intern on, in the future, was because Scrooge all but ordered it. He saw firsthand the way having positive people around improves lives and wanted that for Gyro too, especially with Della gone and Donald barely speaking to him. And if Mr. McDuck’s not-so-subtle hints and gentle persuasion-turned direct orders gave Gyro crystal-clear flashbacks to Della’s not-so-gentle prodding, and if he cried that night after his boss left, well, no one would be anyone the wiser.)

(He got quite lucky with Fenton and Manny, though. Some of that was the Board's thorough vetting process, but some of it was Scrooge himself intervening, because he wanted Gyro to make a friend as badly as Della had.)

--

August 15 I 7:26 pm

Della Duck: all right

Della Duck: I talked to Fenton again

Della Duck: i’m sorry for bothering you

Della Duck: it hurts to not talk to you but I’m gonna give you your space

Della Duck: I’m here whenever you’re ready

Della Duck: but please be ready soon Gyro i’m impatient

I know you are, Gyro nearly whispered as he read the texts. It felt like a finality, a surrender. But that couldn’t be right, because Della Duck never gave up.

How could he and his stupid, stupid inability to communicate his feelings and face his irrational fears be the one thing that forced Della Duck to admit defeat?

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--

The McDuck Annual Holiday Party was in full swing when Gyro arrived quietly. Launchpad had offered to drive him with Fenton, Manny, and Scrooge when they left a couple of hours ago, but Gyro had stayed to put the finishing touches on his current project, lest he lose his motivation.

That was the only reason. Not because Della would be there, and he might be forced to talk to her. No, sir.

Gyro clenched his fists so tight his knuckles turned white in the pockets of his vest. Who was he kidding? He wasn’t fooling himself, and he certainly wasn’t fooling his friends family coworkers. Every single one of them, even Mr. McDuck (now that was painful) had tossed him a look that ranged from disappointed to knowing to pitying as they left for the party. It made Gyro want to scream in rage and slam his fists against the wall until they were bruised and bloody. But even he knew that was unacceptable party behavior. (Mrs. Beakley had humiliatingly taken him aside for a quick rundown on which of his usual behaviors were not applicable at company parties.)

Steeling himself for a night of faux cheer and passive-aggressive conversations, Gyro quietly opened the door and slipped inside. Skirting on the outskirts of the party, he scanned the room desperately for allies to swarm to and enemies to avoid.

He spotted Fenton and Launchpad first, amicably chatting up the legendary Greek hero Storkules and his sister, the equally inexplicable and ethereal goddess Selene. (A mystery to unpack at a later date.) Beside them was the gruff Moonlander that Della seemed to love.

Gyro set his jaw. He could handle chatty immortals and aggressive aliens. At least they probably wouldn’t have a personal vendetta against him because of a malfunctioning invention or a poorly placed comment. He waded determinedly through the sluggish crowd, surprisingly stopped a couple times by friendly faces. (Boyd’s hug of greeting lasted almost three minutes, and that didn’t even account for the rest of the overzealously affectionate kids.)

Looking back, he’s lucky his the kids stalled him, because when he finally emerged from Webby’s hug, his eyes locked on his own personal horror story.

Della.

This was the first time Gyro had actually seen her since she’d come back from the moon. Her hair was longer, if only slightly, and her metal leg gleamed in the light from the chandeliers above. (His fingers itched to get his hands on it and upgrade it, toy with it, make it into a personal project, but he adamantly refused himself.)

Alongside the physical differences, Gyro noticed some changes to her demeanor as well. She seemed more… weathered, and tired, despite the ever-present spark of energy she seemed to radiate and her unwavering grin. It was cliché, and Dr. Gyro Gearloose hated clichés with a passion, but she had an almost haunted look in her eyes, contrasting her radiating cheery energy.

She was different, and he was different. So much time had passed. It seemed almost impossible that the duck in front of him was the same duck that Gyro had shared coffee and secrets with almost daily ten years ago.

And yet he yearned to return to their easy friendship. Not for the first time, Gyro wished desperately to go back in time a decade and stop the Spear of Selene from ever happening.

Della slipped between Penumbra and Selene, glowing in the way only an extrovert in social situations can. By way of greeting, she hugged everyone, even Fenton (!!!). She settled at last, hanging off Penumbra’s shoulder with Selene’s arm around her and Launchpad’s jacket around her shoulders (how she had acquired that, Gyro had no idea).

Unfortunately for Gyro, from her new position, she had a perfect view of him, stuck with only a single sparse group between them. Her eyes strayed to lock onto him and he froze, panic creeping in a mile a minute.For a moment neither moved, staring at each other.

She hadn’t texted him since August, true to her word, albeit how much it hurt for both of them. She had come to the lab a couple times, to pick up Fenton and/or Manny for coffee or to pick up or drop off Huey, Webby, or Boyd. But Gyro had always hid like the coward he was, terrified to face his best friend. The last time they’d talked was the day before Della took off in the Spear of Selene, ten years and eight months ago.

At last, after four months, and nine months of radio silence from his end, here she was, almost close enough to touch.

Then Gyro’s fight-or-flight instinct kicked in and he turned tail and ran, panic clouding his vision and his judgement. He shoved one of the Sabrewing husbands roughly aside (Scrooge would undoubtedly make him apologize for that later) in his frantic quest to escape all the raw emotions, of hurt and guilt and self-hatred, that sprung up all of a sudden.

His eyes locked on a door and he wrenched it open before slamming it shut. He leaned hard against the door, hands clenched around the handle, breathing hard.

Only once the panic began creeping away and his breathing slowed did Gyro finally process his surroundings. He was in a small broom closet, filled to the brim with glittery party supplies Mrs. Beakley had probably denied Webby. (She would probably find a way to sneak them into the party sometime later.)

And perched precariously on top of a box labeled “glitter fireworks” was a woman Gyro had met once, in the Old West, two hundred years ago.

Goldie O’Gilt sized him up, panicked and ruffled, and apparently decided he was no threat. She slid gracefully down from the boxes. “What brings you here, to the closet of forgotten and abandoned party supplies? Girl troubles?”

Gyro wanted to laugh, because technically, she was right. “I’m gay,” he replied, giving her his best deadpan stare. It was lacking.

She assessed him, trying hard not to smile, before bursting out laughing. Gyro barely resisted the urge to bury his face in his hands. “People problems, whatever. Please. You can’t fool me, hun.”

Gyro crossed his arms testily. “Why are you here? Away with you.”

Goldie grinned smugly, pretending to examine her nails. “Oh, nothing special. Just some extra fun for Scroogey later. May or may not involve glitter fireworks. You?”

Gyro snorted, without any real humor behind it, and rolled his eyes. “Great. Well, I have better things to do than watch you drive Mr. McDuck up the wall. See ya.”

“This is about Scroogey’s rediscovered niece, isn’t it?” Goldie called after him, as if as an afterthought.

Gyro froze, his fingers curled around the doorknob. “Why do you care?”

“I don’t, really,” Goldie hummed, faking disinterest. “But spare an old woman some juicy gossip, would ya? ‘Sides, I’m a professional conwoman. I see all the angles, and yours is in plain sight.”

Gyro scowled and shifted so he could see Goldie’s face again. She was smirking, small but triumphant, which did nothing to quell Gyro’s steadily growing mix between annoyance and panic. “And I suppose this has nothing to do with ‘Aunt Goldie,’ would it?”

Goldie shrugged nonchalantly, but the smile on her beak shifted into a small pout of annoyance. “I’ll do you a favor and be honest with you. Cherish this moment; it won’t happen again.”

She sighed and leaned more heavily against the precariously stacked boxes. “I may have missed Della and her adventurous, rambunctious spirit over the years,” she confessed, suddenly looking a good deal more like the age-old tired adventurer she was. “It hurts to see that spirit quenched, especially when I just got her back. She hasn’t even frustratingly tagged along to one of Scroogey and I’s not-so-solo adventures! And… I care about her. She’s almost my niece.”

Gyro frowned, stunned at Goldie’s clarity. “...Oh.”

Goldie straightened up and whipped out a shiny knife from the folds of her dress. “But tell anyone, especially Della or Scrooge, and they’ll never know what happened to ya,” she warned, wagging the knife in the direction of Gyro’s face.

He pressed himself against the door while maintaining his scowl, despite the fact that it was too far away to hurt him. He knew what she could do if she put her mind to it. “I won’t.”

Goldie slipped the knife back into the folds of her dress, where it seemed to magically disappear from her hand. “Good. Now go get my niece’s spirit back,” she instructed strictly, shoving Gyro not-so-subtly towards the door.

He wrenched it open and slipped surreptitiously outside, glancing around the party. The crowds seemed to have thinned a little.

Gyro spotted Della easily. She, Donald, and Mrs. Beakley were gently corralling the gaggle of children upstairs - it was quite late, after all. Gyro started to step towards her, then hesitated.

He chickened out and sprinted unsteadily outside instead, taking in big mouthfuls of the refreshingly cold December air.

The chill set in after a few moments and he wrapped his arms around himself, shivering, and despairingly started the long trek away from the mansion.

His phone was buzzing with worried texts from his friends (and Della, no doubt), but Gyro set his jaw and walked on, stubbornly ignoring their annoyingly righteous concern. No use telling everyone he lost his nerve again, just like every time Della texted.

Gyro gritted his teeth and pulled the collar of his jacket over the lower half of his face as protection against the biting winds. The physical pain lessened, but the icy feeling in his gut did not. He balled his hands into fists, as if to physically punch his overwhelming guilt and regret away.

I’m a bad friend.

--

Early April was always a little tough for Gyro, with the anniversary of the destruction he inadvertently sowed in Tokyolk. It got better with time, but the early years were always a little rough.

(And after that he always had another grief-filled and regretful anniversary to observe in April, anyway.)

He was pushing through it, though, by throwing himself into his work. This year was especially easy. The Spear of Selene was almost done, and would probably be finished just before the eggs’ hatching.

The last time he talked to Della was when he was taking a quick, rare break the day before what would be the second-worst day of Gyro’s life. (Tokyolk took first, if only narrowly.) He had gone off on a quest in search of coffee - he was at the launch lot, and he’d unfortunately been banned from the closest coffee shop. (It was their fault anyway - what kind of coffee shop didn’t want an automatic coffee bean stocker? Even if it tried to stock customers when there were no beans left? Really, they shouldn’t have run out of beans. And his price of free coffee for life was so reasonable and small, really, when he usually frequented the one closer to the lab. Their loss.)

“Gyro!” Della sprinted up to him, face flushed from running in the chilly winds and early spring air. She held out a coffee from the aforementioned shop to him with a grin, prompting his frustrated rant, but Della just let him prattle on with a goofy grin gracing her face.

“What’s going on?” Gyro finally demanded, after watching Della beam ardently at his violent threats and calls for justice and revenge towards the coffee shop. “Your smile is… sillier than usual. Which is saying something.”

Della waved him off, his insult breezing past her. “It’s a surprise. You’ll see!!”

Gyro raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. “Is it a good surprise?”

Della beamed triumphantly back at him. “Definitely.”

Gyro frowned dubiously, but he knew Della well. For all her recklessness, when she was this sure about something, her judgement was usually worth listening to.

(Later, he’d wish he hadn’t listened to her, and trusted his own gut, for once.)

He shrugged. “I highly doubt it’s as good as you think it is,” he replied haughtily, prompting carefree laughter from Della.

“It definitely is. Just you wait.” She reached out with her free hand and booped him on the beak, causing him to reel back, away from her. “I can make an educated guess that you’ll love it.”

Gyro rolled his eyes at her rudimentary science terminology, causing her to giggle. “If it’s another movie night with Fethry, I’ll pass.”

“Better than that,” Della promised, her smug grin turning downright devious. It didn’t faze Gyro in the slightest.

He shrugged carelessly. “With you, that could either mean better or worse. Otherwise known as pure, unadulterated torture for me.”

Della laughed, but her smile softened into something more vulnerable and emotional, no longer masked by a carefree and reckless demeanor. “I’m telling you, Gyro. You’ll love it. Come on, when have I ever been wrong?’’

Gyro barked a laugh. “Do you really want me to answer that? Because I have a full comprehensive list at the top of my head, and that only covers the basics.”

“Hating black licorice doesn’t count,” Della protested. “It tastes worse than every iteration of Hell, and I’ve been to every iteration of Hell!”

Gyro raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Did you taste every iteration of Hell?”

Della rolled her eyes playfully. “Whatever. Just trust me on this one, will you?” she asked, hitting him with that almost vulnerable expression again.

Gyro huffed. “Fine.” He stuck a finger pompously in the air. “But I reserve the right to pass judgement when I see it.”

Della sighed without any real weight behind it. “Fine, whatever you want. But trust me, you’ll be blown away by the amazingness of this surprise!!!”

“We’ll see about that,” Gyro replied, smirking. “Now, away with you!! I have a highly important project to finish - which is unanimously more important than whatever surprise you have cooked up - and I simply cannot afford any distractions!!”

Della snorted knowingly. “Whatever. See you tomorrow at my amazing surprise! And you’re welcome for the coffee, Mr. Banned-From-Coffee-Shops!!”

Gyro shook his head fondly and made his way down the hill back to the lot. The Spear of Selene loomed in front of him, shining in the weak midday sun. It seemed frozen, waiting, on edge.

“Soon,” Gyro promised to no one in particular. He climbed inside to make some last-minute tweaks to the nuanced controls. “You’ll be in the air by May at the latest,” he promised, patting the cold metal of the rocketship. “Just let me make sure this is perfect. So nothing could ever go wrong.”

--

Jan 3, 2020 I 5:47 am

Donald Duck: hey asshole

Donald Duck: fyi Della’s really upset

Donald Duck: she really missed her friends ya know?

Donald Duck: Look, Gyro

Donald Duck: I know how this feels

Donald Duck: I know you’re scared

Donald Duck: but dude you face scarier stuff every day when your inventions go evil

Donald Duck: if you can face Lil’ Bulb turning evil not once but twice and still call him your son I think you can face your best friend

Donald Duck: and i know I said some shitty things to you the day we lost her and I’m sorry, that was uncalled for

Donald Duck: I was upset, as were you

Donald Duck: I forgive you if that’s not clear

Donald Duck: i forgave you a long time ago

Donald Duck: Della has too

Donald Duck: she never blamed you

Donald Duck: except maybe for the flavor of Oxy-Chew. But that saved her life, Gyro!

Donald Duck: I know I said your invention killed her, but your invention also saved her, and after she fixed it your invention brought her home

Donald Duck: now she’s back, but you’re losing her again

--

Gyro stumbling blearily awake, fumbling for his glasses, tired and disoriented, was nothing outside of the norm. He was a secluded, inane inventor with few friends, little social interaction, and no sleep schedule. Not to mention the plethora of projects piled on his desk vying for his attention, and the ever-present mug of coffee in his hand. (At the moment, there was a half-empty one on his desk, placed precariously on top of some blueprints.)

But his latest cup of coffee’s predicament was the least of Gyro’s worries at the moment. Because his phone, charging on his bedside, was blowing up. And that was decidedly not normal.

Gyro, at this point in time, didn’t have social media yet. (Fenton, Louie, and Dewey didn’t exist in his life yet, and so they had not had a chance to plot and execute an intervention.) Sometimes his phone blew up from the group chat with Daisy and Dickie, or the group chat with Della, Daisy, and Dickie, or just Della when she got excited. Or Fethry, once in a while, but Gyro was certain he’d blocked Fethry’s number this time.

Gyro clumsily put on his glasses and pulled himself up into a sitting position, still half-asleep. He scrolled through his notifications, frowning.

Mostly missed calls from Donald and Scrooge, a couple confused text notifications from Gladstone, two missed calls from the Board (that couldn’t be good), and one from Roxanne Featherly, a trainee journalist under Angus Fangus who had taken an unfortunate liking to calling him whenever one of his inventions went haywire.

Panic began to stir in Gyro’s gut.

The weirdest part, though, was that most of the notifications had not come from Della. She was by far his most ardent caller, and she had called, a couple times, but they were all over an hour ago. They were all buried by the rest of his missed calls.

Odd. Very odd.

Gyro tried calling Della first, to soften the blow of whatever was happening. Della wouldn’t sugarcoat the problem. She knew better. But there was something about her contagious enthusiasm and optimism, as well as her face-it-head-on attitude, that made whatever issue was at hand seem less daunting.

But his call went to voicemail.

Gyro shook his head, confused and more than a little scared at this point. Della almost never refused his calls, even if she was on an adventure (as long as she had cell service). It annoyed Donald to no avail, but Gyro was grateful for it - he didn’t reach out for social interaction with no reason.

But now? It only scared Gyro.

He frowned, contemplating, and called Donald next. Scrooge was more likely to call unprompted than Donald, and he didn’t want to deal with the Buzzards or Featherly yet, so Donald it was.

He picked up on the third ring.“Oh, so now he picks up!! When he can’t be of any help!! What’s the big idea, Doctor?!”

Gyro scowled, annoyance beginning to mix with the terror in his gut. “For your information, I just woke up. Now, what is going on?! Della won’t answer my calls and I have an ungodly amount of notifications at three AM. Seriously, people.”

“You want to know what is going on?!” Donald screamed, his voice and temper steadily rising. Gyro flinched at the volume, but kept the phone pressed close to his ear out of half morbid curiosity and half unwanted worry. “I’ll tell you what’s going on!!! Scrooge just killed Della!! And he used your stupid, untrustworthy invention to do it!!!”

Gyro nearly dropped the phone.“...Killed?” he nearly whispered. “How? The Spear of Selene isn’t ready yet and-”

“She took it!!” Donald screeched. “She took that good-for-nothing rocket and flew straight into a cosmic storm!”

“She wasn’t supposed to!” Gyro spluttered, numb. “She wasn’t even supposed to know about it yet!”

“Well, she did!” Donald spat darkly. “And now she’s gone. She left her boys orphaned. What were you thinking, making her that rocket?!”

“It was Mr. McDuck’s idea,” Gyro whispered numbly, automatically. “He- I- We never thought-”

“Scrooge,” Donald growled, and if Gyro knew him well enough he was dragging a frustrated hand down his face. “Of course. He’s too reckless and careless. He killed my sister.”

Gyro rubbed at his eyes under his glasses, unable to think of a coherent response. “I- I don’t think-”

“That’s right, you don’t think,” Donald snarled. “None of you do. And now my sister is dead, thanks to Scrooge. And you. Lose my number, Gyro. You won’t see me again.”

Click.

Gyro stared numbly at the floor, his phone still pressed against his ear, as the dial tone played. Finally, he slowly lowered it to his side and dropped it on the bed next to him before taking off his glasses and dropping his head into his hands.

Then, finally, he cried.

Della Duck. Dead. His best friend. Dead.

It was impossible, improbable. Della Duck was a famed adventurer barely two decades old. She breathed life. She had faced perils and terrors far worse than a cosmic storm, sustained injuries far worse, and bounced back.

Dead.

Because of Gyro’s invention. Maybe if he had worked a little harder, been a little more meticulous, he could have saved her.

He had failed again, gambled and lost with precious lives again, caused death and destruction again. It was Tokyolk all over again, and this time, the lost stakes were even more personal.

Gyro grabbed his phone suddenly, shakingly off the bed and pulled up Della’s contact. Her face beamed back at him, so full of life it seemed to burst from the tiny circle on his cracked phone screen.

He called her again, listening to it ring with baited breath even though he already knew the outcome.

“Hey, this is Della Duck, adventurer extraordinaire! I’m probably trekking through the Amazon or fighting a demon monarch in another dimension right now. Catch ya later!”

Gyro hung up before she could finish her last syllable and sobbed.

--

February 28 I 2:26 pm

Della Duck: fyi I’m picking Huey up today instead of Launchpad since he has a sleepover with his friend Jason today

Della Duck: you know

Della Duck: in case you wanna hide from me again

Della Duck: btw do you care if I snag that magnifying glass that shrinks people in like a month? We’re gonna go to Miniapolis soon

Della Duck: i mean i’m gonna take it anyway but figured you might want a heads up

March 14 I 5:18 pm

Gyro Gearloose: go ahead

Della Duck: GYRO!!!!

Della Duck: oh sorry

Della Duck: look I’m really excited but I also don’t wanna come on too strong

Gyro Gearloose: you’re fine

Della Duck: :D

Gyro Gearloose: it’s my fault I was being a coward

Gyro Gearloose: i couldn’t face my emotions and that was shitty of me

Della Duck: Gyro i took off in a rocket at midnight without telling anyone and left my kids without a mother for a decade

Della Duck: i win for stupid shitty actions here

Gyro Gearloose: it’s not a contest

Gyro Gearloose: we’re both shitty and stupid let’s leave it at that

Della Duck: yeah ur right

Gyro Gearloose: but dels

Gyro Gearloose: I’m sorry

Gyro Gearloose: it’s been almost a year and i fucking ignored you

Gyro Gearloose: i had the chance to get you back and i didn’t take it

Della Duck: hey

Della Duck: it’s okay

Della Duck: i know this is all a lot

Della Duck: i’m here now and that’s what matters

Gyro Gearloose: della i’m so glad

Della Duck: hey Huey is coming to the lab today

Della Duck: what if I come to pick him up and then you and I go out and catch up?

Della Duck: get expensive coffee on Uncle Scrooge’s dime just like old times?

Gyro Gearloose: fuck yeah

Gyro Gearloose: I’ve missed our expensive shitty coffee and gossip

Gyro Gearloose: I have SO much shit to talk about Dr. Akita

Gyro Gearloose: god

Gyro Gearloose: I hate him now

Della Duck: oh man

Della Duck: Huey told me a bit about Tokyolk but I want to hear all about it for you

Della Duck: and Boyd!!! Omg I can’t believe you’re a father

Della Duck: he’s so sweet

Gyro Gearloose: I don’t know if I’d call myself a father he has the Drakes

Della Duck: but you want to be don’t you?

Gyro Gearloose: ...yeah

Gyro Gearloose: but i’d be a shitty parent you know that

Della Duck: actually I don’t think so

Della Duck: i’m a shitty parent and I’m doing fine

Gyro Gearloose: what a surprise

Della Duck: wow thanks for the vote of confidence

Della Duck: but Beakley Donald and Scrooge are helping me

Della Duck: we’ll help you

Della Duck: join the shitty parents club!!

Gyro Gearloose: haha all right

Della Duck: also

Della Duck: i want to hear all about fenton

Gyro Gearloose: then I want to hear all about Penumbra

Gyro Gearloose: you’re not the only one who can play the love interest card

Della Duck: joke’s on you I WANT to talk about penny

Della Duck: anyway i’m leaving now

Della Duck: see you soon!!

Gyro Gearloose: i can’t wait to see you and your ugly 10-year-old clothes

Gyro Gearloose: seriously you’re wearing almost the exact same outfit

Della Duck:  uh HELLO you have no right to shit on the way I dress look at yourself

Della Duck: you dress like a very old gay man

Della Duck: i mean that vest?? really?

Gyro Gearloose: at least i’m not old

Della Duck: touché

Della Duck: LP is driving so i’m almost there see you in a sec

Della Duck: and i’ll probably grab that magnifying glass now

Gyro Gearloose: that’s fine

Gyro Gearloose: i missed you

Della Duck: aw you old sap

Della Duck: never thought i’d hear you say anything like that tbh you’ve gone soft

Gyro Gearloose: I realized recently that my greatest mistakes were not as black-and-white as they seemed

Gyro Gearloose: and if Boyd can forgive me for unknowingly letting Akita turn him into a weapon of mass destruction and for me ignoring him for years and belittling him throughout this trip

Gyro Gearloose: and if I can face both brainwashed 2BO and Akita and win with the “power of love” or whatever than maybe I can talk to you

Della Duck: damn

Della Duck: I have SO many questions about Tokyolk

Della Duck: but i can hold onto them for a minute

The lab doors dinged open, but Della was sprinting out of them before they were fully open. The rest of Team Science watched warily as Della rushed towards Gyro, beaming and laughing, joy seeming to spill out of her. They expected him to hide, or push her away. but to their happy surprise, Gyro met her halfway and wrapped her in a hug.

Or, Della nearly crashed into him and squeezed him so tight he couldn’t breathe, prompting some annoyance, but it was crushed under the sheer joy and emotions of seeing his estranged best friend after eleven years.

Gyro laughed shakily, holding back tears, until he realized Della was crying too. She got snot on his work shirt, but he didn’t care.

They held each other for quite a while, until Della finally pulled back, wiped her eyes, and socked Gyro in the shoulder. “Don’t ever leave me hanging like that again, you hear?! I will hunt you down! I’ll give you your space but I’ll hunt you down! I won’t let this happen again!”

Gyro smiled and wiped away his own tears. “Yes, ma’am. Now, coffee?”

Della beamed. “The expensive kind. You got it.”

“It’s about time,” Manny tapped grumpily in the background, with Huey, Fenton, and Lil’ Bulb adding their agreement, but Della and Gyro ignored them as they flounced out of the lab.They had eleven years of friendship and gossip to catch up on, after all.

{it’s not too late, it was

never too late}

~

woohoo this is a wild ride! i didn’t intend for it to be this long but it just got away from me. Della and Gyro having a friendship, especially before the spear of selene, is one of my favorite headcanons. I think Della would basically grab Gyro and force him to be friends with her and to hang out with her haha.

I have a hard time writing Gyro as mean as he is in canon because I’m a sensitive sweet bean who isn’t creative or socially adept enough to come up with good insults (yet, hopefully). but i’m getting better! i hope this read as somewhat in character. same with Goldie, i’ve been trying to figure out how to write her for two years now sdfghgfds. I think I got Della’s character somewhat down though!

soft Gyro is more of an interpretation (albeit supported by canon) than canon fact but I LOVE it and i’m writing four (counting this) fics based off of it so get ready for that

the title and song lyrics are from People Need a Melody by The Head and the Heart. That song is really special to me because it was my closing song for camp last year (we would sing a song special for each unit each night before bed). I didn’t plan to use this song from the start (the working title was “DR. GYRO GEARLOOSE GET OFF UR ASS AND ANSWER UR PHONE -Della”) - I was listening to it one night, nostalgic for camp, while writing this fic and I realized the lyrics fit!

(also I was on a call for colorguard while I was writing this author’s note and my instructor said “I hear a lot of typing” lol)

[dreamingofscully]

4x22. “Elegy” - X-Files Rewatch

"You've kept working?" - Kosseff "Yes. It's been important to me." - Scully "Why?" - Kosseff (Scully seems surprised by the question and is slow to answer.) “Why? Um ...Agent Mulder has been concerned. He's been supportive through this time." - Scully "Do you feel that you owe it to him to continue working?" - Kosseff (quickly) "No." (pauses) I guess I never realized how much I rely on him before this ... his passion ... he's been a great source of strength that I've drawn on." - Scully "What happened last night, Dana?" - Kosseff "I saw something. I, I don't know what to trust. If I saw it because of the stress, because the image had been suggested to me or if it was a suggestion of my own fears." - Scully "Your fear of failing him?" - Kosseff (exhales emotionally, smiles) "Maybe." - Scully

This is pretty long so cutting.

So much to unpack here, with the counselling session with Karen Kosseff, and the ending scene. I'll get to that at the end.

Close together at the bowling alley. So smol in her bowling shoes.

Talking about Scully's look, the one Mulder should be familiar with after four years of working together.

Impressed with Mulder's bowling skills. LOL

Pulling Scully close to him when they see the words "She is Me".

Leaning c

lose to whisper to her at the police station.

Scully noticing the ring switch.

Mulder's "Oh, Scully" when she gets the nosebleed. His face 😥 Scully hates this sign of her illness that she can't control.

She pats his arm when saying she'll be fine, just getting checked at the hospital.

Poor freaked out Scully.

Karen Kosseff ❤️ Scully's smile when Karen makes the point of her being afraid of failing Mulder.

Scully at home in her robe.

Walking closely in the hallway.

Scully opening up to Mulder about what she saw, even though she doesn't want to believe it.

"I know what you're afraid of, I'm afraid of the same thing."  - Mulder 😥

Onto the more in-depth analysis.

Scully relies on Mulder's passion to keep her afloat. What does the use of the word "passion" mean? Perhaps it is in contrast with her own emotional state - she's remained detached and clinical for so long - since her abduction, since her experience with Donnie Phaster, since her sister's death. It helps her do her job, to stay as Mulder's foil, just as she relies on him to provide her with her opposite. With her illness, she wants to let him in and help her deal with it but at the same time her detached/clinical nature and her WALLS prevent her from doing so. She needs him, his passion, his relentlessness, not just in her work but to help her through her illness now but she's too used to desperately keeping him out of her personal life that it's hard to switch gears.

Her fears - of her mortality, of her death, of leaving him in his quest for the truth. That if she's not there, he'll fail (she saw as early as season 1 - EBE/etc) that he tends to run with his gut and put his trust in people that don't deserve it - who will be the person to sort through all the lies so he can reach the truth? So, she fears that - puts it on herself that if she's not there that it will be her fault that he can't continue - that there will be two victims with her illness rather than just her.

BUT it's not just the work - her personal life has been hollow. She's shoved her feelings for him away, because she's felt they'd get in the way, and also it's become a habit since her abduction, when she needed to build up her strength and become someone she feels he could rely on. Also, she still hasn't gotten any idea from him that he's felt that way about her - that he views her as anything but a friend. But I'm sure she's wondering now - that everything might be coming to an end - what if? Maybe if she'd been brave or strong enough to tell him, things would be different. At the same time, why would she put something like that on him when she's dying? She wouldn't, but she has regrets that she hasn't before now.

The ending scene. Scully appreciates the fact that while Mulder does show that he cares, he doesn't treat her any differently. She is still the capable, intelligent, strong partner. She needs to believe that she still is those things. Mulder doesn't know how Scully feels - that he challenges her and she doesn't want to hold him back but hold him up. When he accuses her of working against him it devastates her.

[cptaincarswell]

HPHM character profile

Tagged by my fave buddy @batgirl-87 (also both our MCs are Aquarius’ AND they’re a few days apart — I’m shook) and I tag @tsikuri

Also I’m def doing this for Jacob and Ivy for my own pleasure lolol!!! This also helped me better characterize Donna so thanks for the tag!!!!

Belladonna Skye Walker

Age: 16 (as of end of year 5)

Nickname(s): Donna, Don, Donnie

Bella (only Jacob can get away with call her Bella)

Bells (Jacob and Ivy)

Skywalker (Penny, Ben, any half-blood/muggle born who knows her well enough, the nickname eventually spreads through the quidditch team and quite a lot of people call her it)

Deadly Nightshade (quidditch nickname)

Nightshade (Merula)

Cursebreaker (Andre and like all of the school)

Date of birth: February 6, 1973

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Ethnicity: Irish, Greek/Dorian

Nationality: Irish and Dorian

Species: witch, part Dryad

Blood type: O+ (I know nothing about blood type so I used mine)

Blood status: pure (by chance)

Family

Father: Bradley Walker

* Irish (born and raised in Adare, Ireland)

* Hufflepuff

* Youngest of his line

* Paranoid as heck

* A walking mess

* Carries the Dryad curse

Mother: Merida Walker (née Economos)

* from Crete, Greece

* Was homeschooled

* uses wandless magic - has never touched a wand

* Went to Ireland when she was 20 to broaden her horizons where she met Bradley

* The two married when she was 23 and he was 25, giving birth to Ivy a year later

* Legilimens

Godfather: Camphor Walker

* paternal uncle

* deceased as of 1980

* eldest of the two Walker boys

* cursed as part dryad

* Committed suicide

Godmother: Aretha Economos

* maternal Aunt

* Still lives in Crete

* The three children use to spend summers with her (Donna still does)

* She’s an aggressive woman (the children get their temper from their mothers side)

* Legilimens

Other:

Reed Jacob Walker

Ivy Gaia Walker

Affiliations/organizations:

Walker house

Economos House

Order of the Phoenix

Hogwarts

Hufflepuff house

Occupations:

Author

Private detective/bounty hunter

DADA Professor (just for a year)

Magical characteristics

Boggart:

* her brother turning evil (before finding him)

* Uncertainty (after finding him)

Patronus: just ganna say Fennec Fox, same as her animagus

Riddikulus: literally I never know what to do for this one, I guess the first one would be Jacob tripping into pie Bc lol and then she would just make the boggart decide on a small fear of hers and then turn it into something different each time Idek tbh

Mirror of erised: she first finds the mirror in her 5th year and she sees Jacob, Ivy, her uncle and her parents all together

Wand: 8 3/4", maple wood, Phoenix feather (I hc that Rakepick doesn’t break Donna’s wand)

Animagus: Fennec Fox

Amortentia:

* Fresh assorted flowers — reminds her of home

* Cigarettes — reminds her of Jacob

* Rosemary and mint— the way Ben smells

Appearance

Height: 5’2

Weight: 110-125 (after training for bounty hunting she gains a shit ton of muscle)

Complexion:

* tan as heck (the Greek in her shines through) (much tanner than her siblings who get more of the Irish)

* Light freckles on the cheeks

* Dark freckles on her arms, legs and back

* Eventually gets some scars from bounty hunting - nothing too severe but pretty noticeable

Hair color/style:

Auburn brownish red, just below the chest. It’s naturally wavy-curly but does it’s own thing so she’ll style it to be beach wavy or straighten it

Eyes: green/brown hazel

Hogwarts info

Worst class(es):

Potions (def Bc Of Snape)

History (she sleeps through it)

(Tbh she’s not very good in school, she only does well in the three classes below but these two are exceptionally bad for her)

Best class(es):

Herbology

DADA

Charms

Least fave teacher(s):

Snape... duh

Fave teacher(s):

Flitwick

McGonagall

Rakepick (I hc that Donna is actually very trusting with rakepick and they don’t have any tension or mistrust... it’ll make that moment so much more angsty)

Quidditch: played as the puff keeper for a short few months in year 4 before she became too involved with the vaults and finding her siblings

Fave spell(s): literally have no idea anything that creates fire should do it

Trivia

Random facts:

* hat stall between gryffindor and hufflepuff

* Knew she was legilimens before Dumbledore told her (it runs in her family, her mom taught her and Jacob how to control it, Ivy didn’t have it)

* Doesn’t need her wand to use magic but still uses it, not wanting to “show off”

* Speaks some Greek but can’t read or write it

* Usually curses in Greek

* Can, however, read and write Latin

* ESTP (extrovert, sensing, thinking, perceiving)

* Love language is physical touch and quality time

* Was forced to take the violin by her mother

* Is actually really talented at it but hates it Bc she had no choice

* Is really really good with little kids

* chaotic dysfunctional pansexual

* a cinnamon roll who actually would kill you

* Seems distrusting but actually trusts very easily and very intensely

* Has a supperrrr thick Irish accent that you can barely understand when she’s passionate or mad

* Started seeing a therapist at age 6 after she found her uncle dead

* Somewhere between chaotic good and chaotic neutral but more towards chaotic good

* Loves to dance alone to loud music

* Writes a book about her hogwarts cursed vault expedition and it quickly gets very popular

* She becomes a Professor for DADA during Harry’s second year but only for 5th years and up (some insurance so 5th and 7th year’s could pass the OWLs and NEWTs)

Future job:

Private investigator/bounty hunter (not super legal but when did Donna ever care about laws, she’s chaotic good for a reason)

Face claim:

11-13 Mackenzie Foy

Main FC - Danielle Rose Russel

[venomsbabe]

To have a heart to heart with you guys. I want ya'll to know.

I love mark bagleys art

And only have a few venom runs in general have disappointed me with the art. Maybe the design and some of the artistic choices but that was very few.

But the overall art of venom over his span of many years hasn't been bad. Some are so so. Some are ok. But never super bad.

Except maybe venom the madness or hunger. That art i never wanna look at again. *shudders*

But other than that. All the art of venom has been absolutely amazing. I always appreciate comicbook artists. As one artist to another.

Art is my lifeblood. So of course im gonna look at the art and designs first.

But i look for story to keep me interested and keep me coming back.

If the story doesn't seem to catch me. Of course im not coming back. Even if the art is good.

Save for a few screenshots my friends and followers post up that happen to be cool. Other than that i try not to bother.

But if it does catch my eye. And the story and art are good i will return to read of course.

I may not agree 100% but it has my attention.

Guys im not hating the new runs for no reason.

It just isn't interesting to me enough. And the overall feel to me personally of the comics feels fake or forced to push a story out and one up another writer in the comic biz than to write a good story. As sometimes it can be a competitive business but it doesn't have to be when not a lot of people are buying comics as they used to back in the day. I mean real comics not online issues through apps n stuff.

Trust me i really really tried and im still trying to get into the new stuff but i can't.

But i really do try.

I keep hoping and hoping that it will be interesting enough for me but it disappoints me every time.

But i have to say mark bagley coming back as venoms artist is one thing i truly love.

And i really appreciate that from marvel comics.

But again. Im not hating just to hate.

I just am really passionate about comics,characters and story telling. I really enjoy analyzing characters and learning the psychology of them.

It fascinates me.

But most of all im just a really passionate fan.

I don't mind if you like the new runs. Thats awesome. I dont care what you enjoy. As long as your happy and being the awesome fan you are. And want to really get into venom. Or marvel period. Thats enough for me. Its nice to meet other fans. It really is. As i dont have many other people to talk to this stuff about often.

But i just post my personal opinions and thoughts.

You don't have to agree.

I just wanna share my feelings,thoughts and opinions.

But i do have things i enjoy about the newer runs.

As the colors are smooooth as fuck. Rich and bold and facial expressionsare beautiful (thanks to bagleys art). Or dark and mysterious if you want edgelord donny cates run(sorry i had to pick on him lol)

Not all of the designs are good to me. And seem generic at times.

The story is garbage not the art(at least all the time)

Most of venoms artist are great.

But the story is where like i said it means a lot.

Otherwise

You just have a book with nice art. And sure. As an artist from that point of view its great.

But the story is what keeps me.

And some of the ideas are interesting but some stuff needs to not be done. Im all for new ideas. But only if it would work and not cause major plot holes that can't easily be solved. Some things just don't make sense at all. But sometimes the ideas. Just don't work. And are a bit more fitting with other characters then venom.

Also some of the shots in some panels of Eddie's butt is nice. Come on how can i hate on butt shots of eddie brock? Lol

But on here we never talk about venom the madness or the hunger. EVER.

Or pretty much every 90s story after that,pretty much after lethal protector and after they killed of ann weying i stopped really caring. But definitely not madnes or hunger. We dont talk about that. Nor dark origins that was a slap in the face to the characters overall. But again those are just my personal opinions.

You can love whatever you love. As long as you truly love Eddie brock aka venom. And really wanna get into the character. And not just some fad. Im cool. Love whatever comicbook runs or art as you please. In fact i love meeting new fans. It exciting to finally get to be around people who love the big guy as much as i have. I was maybe preteens 9 or 10ish(of my memory serves me good) when i got into venom. It was the reruns of the 90s cartoon. After i watch the first spiderman movie. my sister a huge spidey nerd. Got me into it. I was already an xmen fan. So why not? Instant crush on venom. So yeah it warms my heart to meet other to fangirl over Eddie brock venom with me.

As long as you respect me. I do the same for you. And i really do appreciate your support and feedback.

I just don't like gatekeepers and people who send hate messages. Those i tend to ignore.

But if you have a genuine question and are polite. I will answer.

Almost all venom art is beautiful and wonderful to me.

So i have no real beef with the comic art.

The story is where i have the beef.

So hopefully this will not be any more confusion.

Again. You guys are more then welcome to share your thoughts. I do not judge anyone. I love all of my venom fans. Even the ones that annoy me.

I may or may not agree. But i always have my ask box open. And im always here to listen.

i want you to know we are all family here.

Especially my fellow monster lovers and self shippers. You most welcome

I have my own take on the character. And how i rp him. But i try to make sure everyone is welcomed.

Now here's some bagel bagley venom for you.

Stay venomous,stay beautifully you.

Much love.

[evenstevensranked]

#5: Season 3, Episode 1 - “The Kiss”

Season 3 begins with a bang -- bringing us one of the best, most memorable episodes the show has ever produced! Louis and Tawny accidentally kiss at lunch and the two decide to start dating!!! AHHHH! Everything's great until Tawny has to kiss Zack Estrada (yes, the saga continues once again) in the school play. The subplot is all about Donnie, who feels like a broken human because he never cries.

This is it, guys. The Top 5. The home stretch. The crème de la crème. Let’s go. 

This episode was a really big moment in my childhood. I was going through some old VHS tapes I found not too long ago, and came across one with this episode on it! That’s how you know it was a major deal. The first minute or so was cut off on the recording, and this was before all of our TVs had in-depth guides at our fingertips -- so I had no idea what episode was going to be airing. All I knew was “Even Stevens is up next!” So as soon as I saw it was the kiss episode, I popped in that tape and recorded this thing ASAP. I was a tweenage hopeless romantic with a crush on Shia LaBeouf. Of course I had to record the episode where Louis gets a girlfriend. 

It opens with Louis and Tawny at lunch together being adorable, trading snacks and sides until each of their lunches are completely different from what they started with. When suddenly, Tawny ~gets something in her eye.~ The oldest cliché in the book! I love it. Louis gets reaaal close to Tawny and goes diggin’ for gold in her eye, eventually identifying the “thing” as a soy cookie crumb. That’s when some person bumps into Louis and thankfully Tawny’s lips are there to break his fall.

The two are in absolute stunned silence once they break apart. It was a magical moment, clearly, as you can see. Ren interrupts their mutual daze by walking over with Zack Estrada and Tom in tow, reminding Tawny that she has a fitting for the school play. This does a hard cut to Louis’ room after school that day. Twitty dramatically spits out his drink when he hears the news: “DUDE! THIS IS HUGE YOU KISSED TAWNY?!?!” 

I’ve mentioned before that Even Stevens comes across as more of a ~bro show~ in comparison to the majority of Disney Channel shows which typically follow a teen girl as the lead. This is why I love rare moments like this scene between Louis and Twitty. Two guy best friends freaking out about one of them kissing a girl for the first time. I feel like we never see this on Disney Channel anymore. It feels so real and genuine too, especially for these characters. Louis isn’t entirely sure if it counts as a kiss though, so Twitty demands to get the facts straight. (“Kissing is like basketball, either the ball went in the hoop or it didn’t!”) He asks Louis how long he kissed her for and Louis guesses it was a “one-Mississippi” length. Twitty rejoices. 

“SWISH, DUDE! You kissed her!”

Louis is elated. Both of them agree that Louis + Tawny = Beautiful. (Can’t argue there!) So much so, that Louis starts to skip around with happiness. One of my favorite parts of the whole episode is here, when Louis takes a moment to think about how Tawny might be feeling. He has a mental breakdown when he realizes “Wait, whoa. There she was... Eating her lunch... and I, like... JUMPED on her! For all I know, Tawny’s disgusted by me!” Louis Stevens is the kind of guy we all deserve. I know it’s such a small thing, but it’s something that has aged amazingly. This line stood out like a sore thumb to me given today’s political climate and the Me Too era. I’ve said a million times that this show has aged super gracefully because it really has. It’s not entirely perfect though. No show is without its blemishes. There are some things we haven’t made it to yet in the countdown that have definitely not aged very well, but we’ll get to that later. Let’s just say, this one little line shows that Louis has grown exponentially as not only a character, but a guy in general, and sets a good example. Twitty vows to go on a “fact-finding mission” for Louis to figure out how Tawny feels about the situation. 

Tawny is still back at school rehearsing for the play which was written by... you guessed it! REN STEVENS! This woman does everything. How does anyone else even have a job at LJH? Ren is in charge of everything ever. Ren’s brilliant and totally not boring play is about Abigail Adams, played by Tawny, and her relationship with John Adams, played by none other than Zack Estrada! Knowing these characters and their history, it’s clear that Zack is still into Tawny to some degree. Coach Tugnut is there because they apparently pay him $92 to be the theater advisor. I love how specific that amount is, lol. He has no problem telling Ren that her play is a pile of trash and needs to be spiced up if she wants to sell any tickets.

I love how Tom is playing the “lowly manservant.” He’s ridiculously dedicated to staying in character at all times throughout the episode. Tom’s the best. Tawny’s pattern mixing though. A plaid dress with red and black striped tights and Docs? She was so ~alternative.~ I love it. 

Zack is trying to ask Tawny out for a root beer when Twitty crashes the rehearsal and not so subtly tries to ask Tawny about the kiss, skirting around the issue by nervously asking stupid questions instead like “where are your parents from originally?” But of course, Tawny is freaking awesome and has no time for anyone's bs as usual. She literally says “I’m gonna stop you. Because eventually, you’re going to ask me about the kiss Louis gave me today at lunch. If he wants to talk to me about it, he can talk to me without your help. Tell him to meet me at his locker 10 minutes before first period,” YAAAASSSSSS! TAWNY IS NO NONSENSE AND ONE OF THE GREATEST FEMALE CHARACTERS ON DISNEY. Praise. 

The next morning Louis is waiting for Tawny at his locker and you’ve undoubtedly seen this screenshot of when he notices her walking his way: 

Smooth. For whatever reason this is one of the main images that comes up as a “Louis Stevens” search result, therefore nearly every single nostalgia article uses it. It’s kind of annoying. 

Louis and Tawny have a preciously awkward conversation, talking about how they both couldn’t sleep because they were up thinking about what happened. They’re also sort of skirting around the issue until Tawny puts her foot down once again: “Look, Louis, I like you. I always have. Since the first day I met you.” I am melting. Louis is so freaking happy and says “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?! WE COULD’A BEEN KISSIN’ UP A STORM!!!” Oh, wow. They immediately start dating and I’m a puddle of goo. Also, this happens. Which... yeah, lol. 95k notes. Wow. 

The first gif tho. Louis when Tawny was saying “I like you.” HOW GENUINE IS THAT FACE?! Shia won an Emmy for this so there is justice in the world. But yeah. They are so pure. :’)

This leads into a montage that spans possibly 3 days or so, showing us Louis and Tawny interacting as a couple. I hate that this is all we get. They should’ve stretched this montage into 3 episodes instead tbh. I live for this crap. 

“Hey, babe. Want some celery?” 

“Only 15 more hours ‘til I see you!” 

"Thanks for walking me to rehearsal.” “Oh, anything for my beautiful lady.” 

QUALITY CONTENT. Also, gotta love how polite Louis is being by wearing that hideous sweater Tawny knit for him. 

I love this episode because we get to see actual ~Boyfriend Louis~ for the first and pretty much only time, and man is it something. Once again this show nails the awkwardness of Junior High relationships. It’s so intense when you’re 14, right?! There’s no such thing as casually dating. You have to be all in, 24/7. It takes over your life because you’re not really equipped to mentally handle a serious relationship at 14. This is why I never get tired of watching TV teen relationships. They’re always endlessly entertaining to me. 

After watching a cheesy 1940s “Casablanca” knock-off romance movie with the fam, Ren realizes the “spice” her play needs is the passion of two people in love. She rewrites the play to make it more exciting and even adds in a passionate kiss between Abigail and John... a.k.a. Zack and Tawny... for the big finale. UH-OH! We’re introduced to Donnie’s little subplot there because Steve, Eileen, and even Beans -- bawled their eyes out at the movie but all Donnie could do was burp after stuffing his face through the whole thing. He starts to question “what’s wrong with me?!” because he felt no emotion whatsoever.  

Ren announces the script changes at the rehearsal Louis walked Tawny to a few screenshots above. Coach Tugnut observes Louis and Tawny’s obvious couple-y vibe and tells Louis “First girlfriend? Get ready for a lifetime of pain.” Oh, god. That’s the last thing you should tell Louis Stevens. He starts freaking out and it only gets worse when he hears Ren tell everyone about the addition of the big kiss and Zack cheers “YEEEEEAHHHH!!!!!! *transitions into a cough to cover his excitement*” Because as I mentioned, it’s clear that he’s still into Tawny. I feel like if it was anyone other than Zack, Louis might be okay with the kiss. There’s just something about this guy that he absolutely cannot deal with. We first saw Louis' jealousy over Zack and Tawny way back in Season 1 with "Easy Way" and then "Strictly Ballroom." We also see Louis become super jealous over Twitty's friendship with Zack towards the end of the series. Also... I swear, I did not plan for 3 out of 4 episodes in The Zack Estrada Saga to end up in the Top 10 and be counted down in serial order. Pretty cool that it worked out that way though, haha.

Louis feels that Ren’s rewrite is “too predictable” so he decides to write his own ending for the play and presents it to Ren at home that night. He envisions the story concluding with Abigail running to her husband and giving him a haircut. HAHAHA! Anything but a kiss! “I’ve never seen it before!” he says. Welp, he’s definitely right about his idea being unpredictable! lol. Imagine?! Of course, Ren can tell that Louis is actually just freaking out about Zack kissing Tawny and Louis is like “Are you trying to embarrass me in front of the whole school?!” -- But, would it really be that bad though? Would people taunt him like “lol ur girlfriend kissed another guy” or something? Because, like... It’s just a play. But then again, it is middle school. So. 

Louis is super down about the whole thing and Tawny finds him sulking on a bench the next day. She’s all “Hey, Cutie Pants! I’ve been looking all over for you!” -- ‘Cutie Pants’ is a little too far, lol. She brought Louis her “Tater Slabs,” which he declines. Side note: Are those supposed to be a form of Tater Tots? Because I feel like Disney Channel has a million different names for Tater Tots. They call them Tater Slabs here. These days, they’re calling them Baby Taters on Andi Mack. It’s just a constant reminder that “Tater Tots” is a registered trademark that Disney can’t say without coughing up the cash, lol.

Tawny asks Louis if something’s the matter and he’s like “I think you should quit the play” and pulls a bunch of bogus excuses out of his butt as for why. Tawny being Tawny cuts right to the chase: “Does this have anything to do with me kissing Zack?” I love this bit. She reassures him that all they’re doing is acting, it’s not real -- and there’s only one person she really wants to kiss. She asks Louis to promise he’ll be okay with it and Louis’ response of “Alright. I promise,” is the softest, most sincere thing I’ve ever heard this character say. It warms my heart every time. Tawny heads off to rehearsal and Louis is feeling prett-ay swaggy knowing he’s ~the only man in Tawny’s life~

I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS. I also never knew what he was saying here, but I think I just realized he’s mouthing to himself “I’m the only one she really wants to kiss” 

Louis was just accepting the fact that it’s ONLY ACTING until he sees the newly unveiled poster for the play that features a cozy picture from dress rehearsal. 

CUT TO THE PLAY! It starts with a bit where Tawny/Abigail calls Tom’s character Renee “a loyal and faithful manservant.” Tom originally had a speech, but Ren cut it in her rewrite. So he milks his time on stage by saying “Thank you, thank you, thank you” repeatedly to Abigail. It’s great. Tawny and Zack are up there acting really well together! Louis’ whole family is whispering about how great their chemistry is and Louis is quaking. 

One of John’s lines in the play is that he will think of Abigail “on two occasions... when my eyes are open, and when they are closed,” -- Is that a Babyface reference?! HAHA. Louis can’t take it anymore so he goes running backstage and I’m not sure what he was planning to do, but he ends up going completely insane. He somehow managed to steal Tom’s costume right off his back and goes running on stage demanding for John to leave before kissing his wife goodbye. It’s so cringeworthy. I can’t help but laugh though when Louis says “You must come with me at once! You gotta send her a postcard, email, or something! We gotta miss rush-hour traffic!” LOL. 

Ren: “How did Louis get your clothes?!”

Tom: “He can be very persuasive...” 

What could Louis possibly have said to get Tom to strip?! Omg. 

Tom goes running on stage like ^ that in an attempt to save the play somehow and says “Excuse the undergarments, m’lady! I was under the cherry tree napping!” which was always one of my mom’s favorite lines, haha. Tom tries to drag Louis off stage but the entire play officially goes down in flames when Louis starts fighting Tom off of him. He goes rollin’ all over the stage, knocking down everything in his path -- completely ruining the set. It’s funny, but I also feel so bad for Tawny. Ugh. 

After Louis destroys the whole shebang, he tries to play it off by doing this... which is truly hilarious: 

Louis meets up with Tawny outside after the play and the two have such a dramatic conversation. I love it. Louis apologizes: “You gotta understand... I tried to be mature and cool. And the next thing I know, I’m up on stage wearing Tom’s pants! I’m really sorry.” It’s way more sincere than it sounds. Louis decides that he’s not ready for a relationship. This is actually such great character development for him. Interestingly, he’s mature enough to realize he’s NOT mature enough to seriously date someone. As upsetting and frustrating as it is to see the two break up, it’s also really satisfying to see him own up to his immaturity. This creates a true arc for when they finally get together in the series finale. It feels earned. Like they’re actually ready that time around. They decide to go back to being just friends for the time being. Before they part ways, however, Louis decides to leave Tawny with a super suave kiss?! What the heck?!

This was the biggest kiss of my entire childhood between two TV characters aside from Lizzie and Gordo at the end of The Lizzie McGuire Movie tbh. Everyone was expecting that Lizzie/Gordo kiss though. THIS one was outta left field here! This is so weird to me! He’s super smooth with Beans’ cousin later on and here he’s kissin’ Tawny like a pro. Idk, man. 

The episode ends with Donnie finally crying over that Babyface lyric: “When his eyes are open, and when his eyes are closed......... THAT’S ALL THE TIME!”

And that’s it! 

Gaaad, this episode is a classic. Like I said, it was a pretty big deal for 10 year old me, let me tell ya! I feel like it’s definitely one of the most memorable episodes ever. Not to mention, it technically has 3 plots (Louis/Tawny, Ren writing the play, and Donnie) and ALL OF THEM ARE INTERTWINED FLAWLESSLY! I gotta commend that. The only department I’d say this episode is lacking in is quotable dialogue. But that’s it really! It checks every box for me otherwise! This episode and the finale probably had a lot to do with Season 3 being my favorite as a kid, haha. 

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Moody Vampire-Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead jones x reader Description: Reader is new to the school, doesn’t talk much, at least until the boy they have an infatuation with starts to get picked on by a certain jock. Warnings: A few cuss words?? That’s really it I think lol ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The student lounge was a room for kids to relax during free period, or after school until their ride showed up. Everyone hung out there, the jocks, the river vixens, the theatre kids, the nerds, and me. I had, unfortunately, gotten my own category, alongside Veronica Lodge, although I got a smaller spotlight. They called me “the newbie’, or, a vaguer one they liked to use, “the mystery”. I hadn’t said more than a handful of words to anybody at the high school since I came here. Talking wasn’t my thing. I chose to stay as far away from the front of the crowd as I could. I wasn’t good at talking. I always screwed it up somehow, and the last thing I wanted was to be involved with the wrong person. I had learned quickly that the kids here were cruel.    Today, I had decided to check out the student lounge, use the space that was offered to me. I took a seat in the corner of the room, seating myself in a comfy chair. The football team sat in the middle, taking up most of the couch space, as they bantered about whatever was new. “So, Archie, tell us, what exactly we’re you doing up by the lake, and why was Ms. Grundy there too?” Reggie pegged the redhead boy. I hadn’t talked to Archie Andrews much, but my mother had just started working for him, and him and his dad had helped us move in, so I had said a few words to him. From what I could tell, he was a nice kid. He didn’t deserve whatever shit Reggie was about to give him. “Come on Archie, we’re you shacking it up with the Music teacher? We won’t tell. We need everybody on the team that we can keep since Ms. Feminist and her psycho friend had to get five teammates kicked from the squad.” Reggie changed his line of target to Betty and Veronica. I had probably spoken to those two the most. Betty had showed Veronica and I around the school, and she was a kind-hearted girl. Veronica was a very confident, truth-be-told person. She was very blunt, and never held back what she thought. She had complimented my makeup the first day I met her. “Stuff it, hollow-head.” Veronica spat. Reggie rolled his eyes. He turned his head and smiled, the gears turning in his head. I followed his line of vision to where A boy with raven hair and a grey handmade beanie leaned against the opposite wall from me, arms crossed and an uninterested look on his face. Jughead Jones the Third. “Hey, Suicide Squad, who do you think it was?” My eyes stayed on Jughead as Reggie began to taunt him. I sat next to the quiet boy in creative writing and biology, and something about him had always intrigued me. I absolutely hated when anybody picked on him. He was an innocent kid. He was never mean to anybody that wasn’t mean to him, and his writing was amazing. I had read his articles in the blue and gold, and he seemed to be passionate about the stories he told, mainly the add-ons to Jason Blossom’s death, but nonetheless. Jughead looked up at Reggie and rolled his eyes. He turned his head and his blue locked with my gray. “C’mon, freak of nature, you have to know something. Did you suck his blood? Killed him off so you finally had something interesting to write about?” Jughead stayed staring at me, a blank expression on his face. “Come on, you fucking freak? What are you, broken or something? This is why you can’t get laid, Donnie Darko. Girls dig the cool kids.” “Hate to be the one to break it to you, Reggie, but girls dig vampires over jocks. At least, this one does” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. I stood up, my eyes turning away from Jughead to look at Reggie. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jughead’s expression change from a blank one to a surprised one, as well as most of the people in the room. “It speaks.” Reggie let out a half-hearted, breathy chuckle. He began to walk towards me, looking at me as if I was prey and he was coming in for the kill. “As do most humans.” I retorted. I crossed my arms. “Didn’t know you were human.” “Didn’t think you had a brain, guess we were both wrong.” “Why don’t you just go back to being silent you little bitch?” Reggie’s fists clenched as he advanced towards me. He pushed my shoulders roughly, knocking me into the wall behind me. I hissed in pain, rubbing the back of my head. I lifted my fingers to my face. Blood. “Back the fuck up.” Jughead stood in front of Reggie, his back towards me. I clutched at the strap of my shoulder bag nervously. “Or what? What will you do, freak?” Reggie laughed, beginning to push Jughead aside. Jughead’s fist collided with Reggie’s jaw, knocking him back a few feet. He began to regain his balance, and wiped the blood from his lip. Before he could hit Jughead, A few of his friends stepped in, getting him away from us and calming him down, telling him “a scrawny kid and his weirdo friend weren’t worth it. “Reggie? If you ever come near them again, I’ll knock the shit out of you.” Jughead spoke slowly and calmly. He wrapped his hand around mine, pulling me out of the student lounge as he gave Reggie a death glare. “Where are we going?” I asked him, my fingers intertwining with his. “The first bathroom we find.” Jughead stopped at the boys’ bathroom, flinging the door open and pulling me inside with him. He took no hesitation in grabbing my waist and pushing me backwards until I was in front of the counter, before lifting me up and on to it like I was nothing. We sat in silence as he wet a paper towel with cold water before placing it against the back of my head, using the mirror as his guide. He stood incredibly close to me, standing in between my legs. “What you did back there,” Jughead started.” Sticking up for me. Thank you, for that.” Jughead cleared his throat awkwardly, holding the towel behind my head. “It wasn’t a big deal, really, “I spoke softly. Here I was, sitting in the boys’ bathroom with a guy I only dreamed about talking to, his face mere inches from mine, and I felt like I was going to shit myself. “So, you like Vampires, huh?” Jughead joked, starting up a conversation. I laughed, my hand going to his arm resting on the counter by my thigh to steady myself. “I’d pick a moody vampire over Reggie any day.” I told him, our laughter dying down. “Well, have you been to pops yet? This moody vampire frequents there, and was wondering if you would like to ditch school and get a burger with him.” Jughead held his hand out for me to take. I hopped off the counter, accepting the outstretched hand. “I’m sure one day wouldn’t kill me.” I followed the raven-haired boy out of the bathroom, and out of the school.

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THIS POST CONTAINS *SPOILERS*! DO NOT READ, IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED XXX: RETURN OF XANDER CAGE YET!💋 AND GO WATCH IT LOL

xXx movie is finally in my country today and FINALLY I watched it couple hours ago! It was amazing, probably the best movie of 2017 so far(for now). Well, I don’t want to talk big but movie was seriously superb. Cast, musics, dialogs, fight scenes. Fight scenes was the BEST! Everyone in the cast just know how to do it dope! Your children looked very dope while doing it mister Gibbons! *yelling proudly*

 I actually don’t like action movies that much, I haven’t watched other xXx movies also. I went for Deepika to be honest lol. And I wasn’t expecting that much great but when the movie is over, I was like:

I was super excited when I arrived at the cinema. I went for the first seance in the morning at 11am and probably I’m one of the first people who watched xXx in Turkey! When the movie starts and when I saw Deepika’s name on the big screen I was just like *AAAAAAAAA* without sound lol! Intro was dope too. I haven’t seen an intro like this before in a movie, it was like 5 minutes and it was fun. Those effects, flying names and the music, it just made me more excited while waiting for the movie starts!

Deepika’s first scene was that slip on the floor and hold the door with her foot. One of the best scenes in the movie. I guess they cutted some of her scenes, she was kicking that guy’s ass in that scene in the trailers I remember. I hate deleted scenes so bad! Anyways. When I saw her first, I was just like this:

And my face was just like that everytime when Deepika showed up: 

When she speaks, my heart just melted again and again! She had no accent and that’s the best thing about her… I was just like a proud mama:3 I know I don’t have to say this but I really proud of her as a huge fan of her. xXx was the amazing step for her, in her life, in her career and she nailed it perfectly! I heard there will be other xXx movie following years. Idk how much true and idk if Deepika will be in it. Who knows? Hope this is true and we can watch Deepika in Hollywood again!!! (Also this was the first time I watched Deepika on the big screen! Bollywood movies comes to Turkey so rare) Yeah, xXx is the first movie of Deepika I watched at the cinema, YEAH! I guess coz of that xXx will always be my favorite. I can say that; NOT JUST COZ DEEPIKA IN IT! Movie is really touched me. To be honest I was hate Vin Diesel since I know myself LOL. But now I kinda like him.(shhh)

This mean is not I like that kissing scene! I shocked when Serena kissed Xander, so… Was really unexpected but idk… Yes I was like that:

But it was kinda cute too…(sorry ranveer) I mean cute in the movie, not in real life. But after I watched Deepika on Ellen, I really don’t know what’s going on with Vin anyways… But I think he’s married. Or he’s not.. Is he? Haha! I don’t care actually. I’m not shipping them! Hell NO!

But I shipped Adele and Becky so bad and now I’m shipping Nina and Ruby too lol. Becky was super sweet. Adele was the coolest. Nina is super sweet and Ruby is super cool, SO?! What are you waiting for girls! 

-That’s what she said.

*laughs*

 +Wow!

I have to say this, I was expecting to watch more Talon and Hawk scenes. Especially Hawk! I dissapointed.. Why his scenes were so less! Well, I think he’s super hot and he was so so so badass. I wish I could see him with Serena more..:( *sneaky laugh* I shipped them! I cannot lie, I did!

I mean… How can you not ship them??? Look at them! Look look!!! I think they’re too fit for each other but anyways… I hope it will be another xXx movie and I can see Serena and Hawk together. *fingers crossed* *i want this indeed* :(

Nicks was totally cutie. Actually Kris Wu was totally cutie! He kicked the vibe with his DJ*ing things lol. And Tennyson! Oh Tennyson!!!! He was hilarious! I love him already from Game of Thrones and now I love him more more and more! He was amazing with Nicks btw. They were just like The Hound and Arya HAHAHA!

And Xiang! Donnie Yen!!! I already ADORE him from Rogue One, Chirrut was my fave in ro, now Xiang is my fave in xXx…(after Serena obviously lol) I believe his fight scenes was real, I mean really real! Cause I know he’s a real fighter and he’s dope! I guess those kind of scenes mosly real. I know Ruby Rose’s tree scene was real, she said she really did that fall. Also Deepika’s slip on the floor scene is real, God she was super hot while doing it! Hahaha. *dirty mindblows* Also Tony Jaa’s scenes was real too coz he’s already walking on the air all the time lol so those scenes must be nothing for him.

I guess this is why I really like the movie. They really made it! I mean, lots of works and training. ‘’Challenging’’ with Deepika’s saying haha! All actors really worked for this movie so bad I can see that, I saw that. And probably I’ll go to the cinema and watch it again in the following days lol. I can go to the movie again only for that funeral scene even! That scene was one of the best scenes in the movie. I laughed so hard while Tennyson singing so passionately.

Also! D.J. Caruso retweeted my tweet today and Donnie Yen liked it! Yes, Donnie LIKED my tweet, I guess this is more important..(sorry DJ) I just want to say, WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD to me today!!! Yeah, I guess I don’t have to say anything about Samuel L. Jackson?? He was the man of the movie as always! And Ice Cube! I really wanted to scream when Ice Cube showed up hahaha! He was super cool and he had a line with Deepika! (I died…)

I’ll not talk about Marke. That blonde, white, ugly bitch. I hope she’s dead. And by Xiang!!! This is going to be make me happy for days, HA-HA. BITCH.

And I’m finishing my review with this: