#I think I feel like this when the Big Three are sapped

[syxnewt]

As it has been many times in my life, I am reminded of an oft repeated phrase: go to bed nigga

[verstarppen]

I SAW SMTH ABOUT YOU NEEDING LOGAN SMAU IDEAS AND OH BOY DO I HAVE ONE!! So basically, reader is logans childhood best friend. Always loved gymnastics, and logan always went to all of her recitals and big competitions, and she went to all of his karting practices and races. Now they are grown up and reader is a professional gymnast competing in the Olympics for America, and logan is a professional f1 driver. They are still so close, and they have been dating since they were like 16, but none of the f1 world knows that, they just believe they are friends. Reader manages to get gold at the Olympics so logan does a whole ass simp appreciation post hardlaunching their relationship and giving all of their fans whiplash.

summary; logan has a very special helmet reveal on instagram to celebrate your olympics gold metal and a scavenger hunt seems like the appropriate way to reveal it to you

pairing; logan sargeant x fem! olympic gymnast! reader [ no faceclaim ]

a/n; girl who starts breathing like darth vader after three flights of stairs: yeah i can write from an olympic gymnast's pov that's fine; i've also never been in japan so pinterest was my best friend here

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ynusername the feminine urge to walk around tokyo aimlessly

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vertiddieenjoyer your pfp is such a jumpscare please change it

ynusername never. logansargeant Please? ynusername over my dead body

osc_pastry WILLIAMS MISSING IN THE LIKES 💀

olliebearman Congrats on both wins :)

armstrongslayer NAHHHH setbackhamilttel "call an ambulance, call an ambulance- but not for me" julyestie guys stop giggling...we're on a crime scene

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logansargeant Thinking of you. Always.

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oscarpiastri How kind of you

logansargeant 😐

roboclaren WHAT WAS THAT....OKAY....JAMES

haas_shaker i too, think of james vowels always forzapluto NOT AFTER WHAT HE PULLED IN AUSTRALIA

bbglewis do you hear that? the sounds of hundreds of f1 wag accounts STOMPING in your direction

mcmango y/n is punching the floor rn

albon_goated oscar too

pierrette girlfriend reveal when

typicallyleclerc It's gotta be that model Caryl Zarubin? Weren't they spotted together at a restaurant recently? lionkingseb no i think he was there with his best friend and she happened to see them and asked for a picture, they don't follow each other on social media or anything like that so it's unlikely typicallyleclerc Ohh, I didn't know that. Thank you.

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logansargeant I contemplated how to word this for a long time, but I finally feel ready. For as long as I have known you, you've been a pillar of hope. Someone I can count on. Someone who tells the bullies off when I couldn’t. The first person I ran to after getting my first win.

To see you achieve something as great as an olympic gold metal has made me eternally grateful to be called yours. I can’t promise a win anytime soon, let alone a championship, but I can promise to commemorate you while there's still a stage light above me.

Your shine is brighter than any star, but I’ve tried to replicate it. Congratulations on your achievement, love. I hope you like the surprise 😉

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ynusername YOU ABSOLUTE SAP

logansargeant For you? Always 😌

alex_albon @ ynusername Am I forgiven? I helped with the design

ynusername some sins cannot be forgiven so easily, alexander ynusername im joking ofc you're forgiven, it's not humanly possible for anyone to stay mad at you for long

feeltheorange oh so they're...oh

albogeant this is so sweet i think i feel cavities forming

redbullpapaya STOPPPPP

mcmango nevermind, it's just oscar punching the floor rn

albon_goated A WIN IS A WIN

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ynusername more priceless than any medal

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oscarpiastri Okay then, give it to me

ynusername fuck off you can pull it away from my cold dead hands

logansargeant Time to announce the best date competition winner

ynusername you have no competition frederikvestiofficial This couldn't have been more fun than the Ghibli museum :( olliebearman you have to be squidding me oscarpiastri Woomp Woomp arthur_leclerc I would've won olliebearman yeah right olliebearman tuna in next time

ynusername absolutely not, im not doing any more side quests

pic credits; instagram and pinterest

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blog taglist; @wtfisakilometer2 @aexitizen-ln4 @localwhoore @onecojg @sheridamn @cixrosie @gulabjamooon @melozyxo @spilled-coffee-cup @biitch-with-wifi @coffeehurricanes @iifloweringnightsii @jsjcue @lanando4 @fastcarsandshit @christianpulisic10 @allygatcr @marshmummy @lavenderhazeeworld @ravisinghs-wife @namgification @sheridamn @whatislifebutlemons @demvnsriot @stinkyjax @sxrcxsm26 @beskardroids @tbsloneely @yourmumsdirtysock @elliegrey2803 @mael1pastry @mehrmonga @marymustdie @mellowarcadefun @geniusalpaca

(uni is draining me save me pookies)

[astonmartinii]

head in the clouds | lando norris social media au

pairing: lando norris x fem flight attendant!reader

there's no one more attractive than the stranger at the same gate as you at the airport and sometimes that stranger works on your best friend's private jet.

yourusername

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yourusername: violently hungover, don't tell my boss x

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user1: i need to be her

maxverstappen1: your boss follows you on instagram genius

yourusername: oh yeah lol but i'm still alive and i was still on time

maxverstappen1: you took a nap on the flight?

yourusername: it was about ten billion hours long so spare me the lecture

maxverstappen1: you're so lucky we're friends otherwise i'd fire your ass

yourusername: you love me too much to do that maxy (and i know way too much about you) x

user2: how did you get this job?

yourusername: nepotism babes x

danielricciardo: i think you masked it pretty well for the first three hours

yourusername: THANK YOU

danielricciardo: but i did hear you throw up around hour four

yourusername: nothing like a tactical chunder on your childhood friend's private jet

landonorris: i for one couldn't tell you were hungover

yourusername: well look who's my new favourite, you should fly with max more often

danielricciardo: he's only saying that cause he has a crush, I'M STILL YOUR FAVOURITE

yourusername: whatever helps you sleep at night x

landonorris

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landonorris: reunited and it feels so good 😊

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user3: always obsessed with this pairing

user4: they're cute but i know they're so annoying to fly with

danielricciardo: i knew you missed me :)

landonorris: of course i did you big sap

danielricciardo: so you didn't replace me with a younger and sexier version of me?

landonorris: not technically no

oscarpiastri: i'm just gonna take the compliment, thanks dan :)

danielricciardo: massive compliment, i'm extremely sexy

user5: thank the lord daniel is back who was going to make lando blush all the time?

danielricciardo: believe me he doesn't need me to do that when he flies on air max that's all y/n

landonorris: DANIEL?

danielricciardo: she took these photos - look at the blush. LOOK AT THE MATERIAL

yourusername: i think i'm just a better photographer than you two combined so i just capture my subjects well

danielricciardo: nope. i think lando just has a BIG FAT CRUSH

maxverstappen1: LMAO

yourusername: who wouldn't? (i'm shaking)

user6: wtf is going on here?

user7: i think we're witnessing bullying

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: getting some padel in on the weekend off

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user9: max really puts his hyperfixations above his beef because who thought we'd see him playing with george after baku

danielricciardo: how did lando get through a whole session with y/n there he can barely get through a sentence around her

landonorris: why are you so obsessed with exposing me in public

danielricciardo: funny.

yourusername: he did very well, he took a few balls to the face but he took them like a champ.

maxverstappen1: i'm sure he'd rather be the one putting balls in your face. get it? his balls? sex?

yourusername: i got it, you're not funny pal

maxverstappen1: well i think i'm hilarious so

user10: poor lando is going through the ringer rn

yourusername: whipped all of your asses call yourself professional athletes?

alexalbon: you were freakishly good what is your trick?

yourusername: only time i'm not playing padel is when i'm asleep or on a charter with max it's the only thing i can be better than him in

landonorris: you're definitely better looking than him and like 10 million times nicer than him

yourusername: you're not too bad yourself norris, you've just bagged yourself an extra bag of peanuts next flight x

alexalbon: romance is dead

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f1wagsupdates: this is y/n y/ln potential new girlfriend of lando norris. she is a close friend of max verstappen, to the point that after she finished university and was without a job, he financed her education to be a air hostess, the job she now has on max's private jet. as far as we know she's never been in a public relationship but she also lives in monaco, is a padel enthusiast and has exchanged flirty comments with lando. also, she's a real one because she refuses to charter if jos wants to fly on air max - she slays for that one

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user13: if she's a longtime, potential childhood friend of max, the jos thing probably makes sense

user14: gosh she's so pretty

user15: giving your bestie a job and a life where you get to have her travel with you everywhere is really what nepotism should be

user16: for real where's my friend who will pay for me to learn to be a air hostess so we can hang out all the time

user17: i think her and lando would be cute

user18: and they would also make sense, they'd have a schedule that completely lines up and y/n would understand the sport and the lifestyle

user19: she also knows all of his friends already and they seem to get on with her

user20: "never been in a public relationship" she's just like us

user21: except she's gonna pull lando freaking norris and we're all still lonely

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yourusername: THE way to spend your saturday, perks of the job x

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user22: hey siri play that should be me by justin bieber

maxverstappen1: glad you could take a break from being a tourist to actually come watch me

yourusername: lies i'm always there you just don't know because i sit in hospitality so i can drink ;)

maxverstappen1: is that why my mum looked so happy to see me after sitting with you in hospitality?

yourusername: NO! sophie just loves me

user23: omg y/n and sophie just chill in hospitality? i love them

landonorris: i heard mclaren have great hospitality and actually has a cup of tea with your name written all over it

yourusername: hmmm we'll see if it beats the team who broke the cost cap on catering but i'm willing to take that risk

landonorris: i promise it's worth your time

danielricciardo: @maxverstappen1 look he's finally making a move 👀

maxverstappen1: ugh finally !!!

yourusername: yall mind? ACTUALLY i'm not coming back to red bull you're annoying

user24: has the bullying worked ?

mclarenf1

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mclarenf1: lando is back on the podium with a p2 finish with oscar just behind in p4 congrats papaya boys!!

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user25: LET'S GOOOOOO THE WIN IS COMING I CAN FEEL IT

oscarpiastri: congrats lando :)

landonorris: your podium will come oscar you're killing it right now

user26: omg faves i can't wait until the double podium

user27: y/n in the likes ..... 🤔 makes you think

yourusername: idk what you conspiracy theorists want to hear but you don't need to know everything that happens in the drivers' personal lives and i can like posts of my friends doing well

user28: so you're not together

yourusername: you people have the reading comprehension skills of a rock

maxverstappen1: congrats mate, try not to get too drunk tonight, air max is scheduled early in the morning 👍

landonorris: i'll be there no worries

danielricciardo: of course he will, his favourite will be there

landonorris: laugh all you will but i have a pack of peanuts promised to me

yourusername: i'll put salt in their drinks don't worry lando

maxverstappen1: i have done nothing wrong?

yourusername: i am in solidarity with lando

maxverstappen1: i'm ur best friend?

yourusername: he's cute :)

user29: you can't tell she doesn't like him back

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo: podiums give you balls. balls get you girlfriends.

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user32: HOLYYYYYYYYYY SHIT

maxverstappen1: they are not awake yet lol they're going to kill you

danielricciardo: i'd like to see lando try. y/n i am afraid of though.

maxverstappen1: you should be, a girl once threw a drink over me in the club for walking into her and y/n went feral. i was afraid and impressed

yourusername: had to protect your virtue max

maxverstappen1: much appreciated, probably the only time i've been attracted to you

landonorris: AND THE LAST TIME

user33: considering their new relationship just got exposed, they're doing pretty well

yourusername: oh we're waiting until daniel is in an enclosed space where if he tries to escape we all die :)

landonorris: he's going to regret this before such a long flight, esp with a hungover y/n

danielricciardo: is it too late to say i love you guys?

yourusername: free enchante merch and i'll drop it

danielricciardo: done.

landonorris: Y/N???

yourusername: what were we really going to do? plus i've had a crush on you for so long people would definitely know by now if i wasn't dead in bed

landonorris: you had a crush? why was i the only one getting bullied?

maxverstappen1: please refer to my comment about the feral club night

landonorris

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landonorris: on a scale of 1 - 10 how annoyed would you be if someone joined a particular club on your private jet?

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user35: THE MILE HIGHER CLUB?

maxverstappen1: you're banned from the bathroom now, get a UTI i don't care do NOT shag on my plane

landonorris: so is that a 10 definietly not?

maxverstappen1: i will make sure you will never be able to use it again if you have sex on my plane with my best friend

landonorris: understood 😅

yourusername: i don't know how you did it but you made your first post about me even less romantic than dan's and his mentioned balls TWICE

landonorris: but i love you so that's all that counts right?

yourusername: i love you too but i also clean that plane so no one will shag on it or i'll scrap them

landonorris: i get the message no mile higher 😭

yourusername: but at least you get extra peanuts and the best pillow for life

landonorris: you spoil me too much

oscarpiastri: happy for you mate, it was painful watching you mope around the garage

yourusername: awww you moped ???? that's so cute

landonorris: i moped because i really liked you and daniel made it his mission to embarrass me constantly in front of you

yourusername: babe i've cleaned dan's sick off the floor of the jet nothing he could say could make me not like you

landonorris: thank the lord cause if i didn't ask you out i think i may have combusted

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yourusername: the 4am call times and mad max tantrums have all been worth it to meet you <3

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user36: god i have seen what you have done for others

maxverstappen1: now you're together i can say this, 1) i love you guys and i'm glad you're happy. 2) lando saw you once at a karting competition and had a crush ever since this was not new

landonorris: THAT WAS BETWEEN ME AND YOU

maxverstappen1: and he confessed that seeing you in your uniform is what finally pushed him over the edge

landonorris: STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING

maxverstappen1: bro don't worry you guys are together, you're set for life

landonorris: thanks for having faith i guess?

maxverstappen1: BRO SHE IS SUPER DUPER IN LOVE WITH YOU

yourusername: he's not wrong

landonorris: hehehehehehehehe

oscarpiastri: he's literally sat in hospitality giggling and kicking his legs btw

landonorris: proudly so, my gf LOVES me

user37: lando got a gf before a win and i respect that

landonorris: i love you, can't wait for the rest of my life with you

yourusername: i can't wait, i'll even play golf with you x

danielricciardo: mate at least wait until the six month mark before you propose

landonorris: no promises x

note: hope you enjoyed, had this thought and i just had to do it. i'm working on requests and mamma mia p4!!

[jellojelli]

Aventurine Boyfriend Headcanons

*a/n: I'll never not be salty that he's the only stoneheart I'm missing right now. I could've had the three available, but no, I took a break during his run time*

As always, 🛑Minors DNI🛑

SFW

Aventurine as a boyfriend can feel kind of hot and cold

everyday is different with him, and that can be very challenging. Will you get you're sweet Kakavasha? Or the cocky and arrogant Stoneheart?

Nobody knows. Not even him.

So if you really want this man you have to be paitent and willing to adapt and help him through his somewhat toxic behaviors. Because lets face it, they can be very toxic at times

This is because of his past and the insecurities they gave him when it came to dealing with other people. I mean, he was told when he was young that his worth was only 30 copper coins, and why would someone like you want to stay with someone like him? Especially with the brand he has on his neck

If you're willing to help him or at least just be there for him during his cold phases you'll have his heart forever. I mean that. Aventurine can be the biggest sap in the entire universe if you let him be

Not only can he be a sap, he's a big spoiler. Every credit he has is basically yours at this point

Constantly wiring money to you, bringing home gifts after missions, taking you shopping even though your closet couldn't possibly fit even one more thing, Aventurine does it all, no credit is wasted if it's for you

that being said, he enjoys giving you handmade things too. At first it was sort of like a test, see if you only like him for his money, but once he sees that you love the gift just as much or even more than the bought stuff his walls are crumbling and are in shambles

God forbid you make him something

It could be a little origami made from a gum wrapper and he keeps it on him like it's made of gold or soemthing

and if you make anything that requires a lot of effort, skill, and/or time? Aeons above help whoever he speaks to Ratio and Topaz

He will not, and i repeat, WILL NOT shut up about whatever you've made for him. And if he can bring it with? Yeah, it's another good luck charm no matter if it's a little cumbersome

They wish he'd stop talking and showing pictures of the same thing everyday

I see him as someone to keep a photo of you in his wallet. He goes on missions for a long time sometimes, and he can't always video call you, so the picture in his wallet will have to do

Don't get your hopes up that its something sappy and cute, its the ugliest sleeping photo of you you've ever seen. Hair in knots, drool, face smushed into the bed, and you're in the craziest pose you've ever seen

But he loves that photo the most and he will fight you for the right to keep it in his wallet so don't even try to replace it or take it away from him, you wouldn't win anyways

Don't even think about getting into danger around him or telling him about something stupid you want/have done. He will literally drag you back home and either prevent you from going, or scold you for having done the thing. and if you somehow manage to convince him to do the dangerous thing, he's coming with and shielding you up so much that it's not even a challenge for you anymore

Another thing, because he can sometimes try to push you away you both get into fights on ocassion. Don't take it to heart, he doesn't even mean anything he says, he just subconsiously thinks that you're going to leave him for someone he deems better i mean, you have been hanging around that doc recently....what if you like him more?

He's punching himself in the face though after every mean word he says, so don't even worry about him not feeling bad about the fight or his words, because he feels awful and stupid and he's damn near begging you not to leave him over it

Kakavasha just loves you too much....

NSFW

This man right here is nasty nasty bro

like one second he'll have you against the wall fucking into you like an animal and the next your face is pressed into the mattress as the entire bed shakes and slams against the wall rip your neighbors rest if you live in an apartment

He doesn't consider it a successful fuck unless you can't walk and can't remember anything other than his name, if you can still talk, you can give him another <3

This man is probably into everything under the sun and more

I'm talking toys, hair pulling, spitting, spanking, degrading, praise, if you can think it, he's probably into it tbh

Would he overstimulate you or edge you?

Both

he'd edge you until you're basically crying and then make you cum so much you think you're about to pass away

This man, this man right here, is a certified m u n c h

He'd eat you out breakfast, lunch, and dinner if you'd really let him

His favorite for giving oral is any position where he can keep you anchored right on his mouth so you can't squirm away

Don't even try it hon, he'll grip your hips so hard it bruises and pull you back, giving you a look like you just called him a bitch and slapped him

dear aeons above and below he loves using toys on you

any toy is good enough for him, no matter if you want him to use it on you, or if you want to use it on him

that's another thing, this man can dom and sub with ease. He has no issue doing either or both in a night, whatever it takes to get you to cum is on the table

Fuck/peg this man

he will wimper, he will whine, and he will be a brat the entire time you're pushing into him

And all those kinks he's into? That's not just one way. Every kink he'd do to you, you can do to him without question

Safe word is probably something dumb that he thought of at work instead of working... like IPC, or stonehearts...He's lame but it sure will snap either of you out of it

Aftercare king and you can't convince me otherwise

He knows he can go rough, and maybe just a tad over the top, so you're getting the princess/prince treatment after you guys have sex

Bath, water, food, all the softest clothing he's ever bought you, fresh silk sheets before you lay back down, a massage, you name it, he's on it

Pillow talk for sure, he just likes to hear you talk, doesn't have to be anything serious or thought out, you can literally just ask him if he'd still love you as a worm and he'd be happy to answer <3

It's no btw <3

Masterlist

[writtenbymoonflower]

Hi!!! I’ve literally been so obsessed with your poly!marauders fics recently and was wondering if you could do one where the reader is having really bad baby fever because of a dream where she had a 4 year old daughter named Eliane with the boys? She’s usually not a huge fan of kids but she definitely would love at least two of her own (that way they won’t be lonely like she was as a child obvi). Could you also incorporate her being curvy in some way? It always makes me happy when I see curvy representation ❤️❤️❤️

Hi sweetie! This isn't exactly like you said but I hope it's okay! Also it's not super overtly curvy!reader, but it's there if you squint. fem!reader x poly!marauders

cw: mentions of children/pregnancy, slight mention of unideal childhood

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You had been lovelorn all day. Currently, you were looking all gooey-eyed at a mother who was hunched over her baby’s stroller, babbling and cooing at the child. You caught yourself, though. Snapping out of your daydream and shaking your head, returning your attention to your boyfriends. Sirius and James were running around with a rugby ball. Every time they tackled each other they kissed in a way that was far too passionate for the public. Remus sat on the bench next to you, nose deep in his latest read. 

They had suggested a day at the park, likely in response to the spacey state you had been all day. James always followed the logic that fresh air cured everything, but right now it was just making things worse. Your sight lingered back to the mother, who was now bouncing her baby on her knee. You wondered what it would be like, to take your baby to the park, love on them in all the ways you weren’t, feed and put them to bed, it filled your heart with yearning. You were in no place to have a kid whatsoever, but that didn’t mean you weren’t excited. Especially being surrounded by so much love every day, it only made you want to spread it. 

“Hey, babe! You okay?” Sirius looked at you, inspecting your face. His mouth was quirked up in a half-smile. 

“Oh, yeah! Yeah, I’m good.” You tore your gaze from the stroller, realizing that James and Sirius were now in front of you, chugging water bottles. 

“What’s so interesting?” James looked all around, scanning the park for what had caught your eye. Remus set his hand on your thigh, massaging the full flesh there. 

“Are you okay, love? You’ve been far away all day.” Remus asked gently. All three of the boys' attention was on you, making your face hot. “Are you tired? You sleep okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m good. I slept fine.” You smiled. “Do you think you would want kids one day?” You blurted out, looking nervously between the boys. “I mean obviously not right now, or any time soon. I just, had a dream last night that got me thinking about it.” 

“Aw,” Sirius melted. “You got baby fever, sweet girl?” Remus slipped an arm around your shoulders. 

“Kinda,” You said shyly. “Again, I wouldn’t want one now, it’s just,” You took a deep breath. “I just know that if I did have kids, you all would be amazing parents.” 

James pouted, his eyes welling up. “You would be a wonderful mum, honey. And I won’t speak for those two, but I would love to have kids. I want multiple, I’ve thought loads about it.” He admitted. You beamed at him. 

“Oh, you saps.” Sirius stood on his tip-toes to kiss James on the cheek. He then hauled you up, taking your spot to tug you onto his lap. 

“Siri!” He held tight around your middle. “I’m gonna crush you, let me up!” You groaned. 

“Good,” He nuzzled into your neck. “I love you, darling. I want kids with you all. You’re the best things that have ever happened to me, I wanna make sure our kids feel that love.” You thought you could cry. You all looked to Remus, awaiting his reaction. 

“I would love to do that with you all. You would be great parents, I can’t think of anyone else I would want to raise children with.” You all were a big pile of mush. 

“Right,” James started hauling you all up. “I’m gettin’ you three home, gotta love on you all before I explode.” 

[youtellmeman]

Random sully family headcanons

Including- lo’ak, neteyam, Jake, neytiri, and kiri

Jake

Definitely dropped all of his kids at least once. Like it’s actually so bad neytiri didn’t let him hold tuk for a minute just cause she wanted to give her a fighting chance and he still managed drop her

“Babe cmon she’s my kid too I just wanna hold her for a bit I promise I won’t-” “No you are a skxawng. You will not drop this one before she’s had a chance to learn to walk.” “But-” “No.”

Despite dropping his children he still manages to be all of their favorites at one point or another. For the boys it was when they turned 7 to age 10 cause he was so willing to throw them around and lift them by their ankles.

This does end up in them all getting in trouble sometimes when they play too rough and one of them gets hurt . “shhh stop don’t cry your fine you don’t need your mom”- him and whichever son isn’t hurt.

For the girls it’s when their toddlers. Jake was definitely always a patient in Kiri’s make believe clinic cause ik that girl was playing doctor

And dear dear tuk gets him where it hurts most. “Daddy let me do your makeup” really it’s just face paint but he will end up looking like a clown. And don’t let tuk catch him trynna wash his face. It’ll be clash of clans up in there.

“Tuk I have to go out I have duties.” “Leave it on” “babygirl daddy can’t-” tears start to well as soon as he tries to fight back. Def attends a meeting or two with his face covered in a blend of colors

Ok ok now not family Jake

Can’t handle spice for shit I’m sorry someone had to say it look at that man he may be blue but he was white first that mf can’t take it

Let neytiri or even you make him something with a lil kick. Keeps clearing his throat and wiping the dribble from his nose like y’all can’t tell he’s literally dying.

Along with the whole food thing I think he definitely knows how to cook. I’m not saying he’s stellar but bro can wip something up when needed

Definitely forgets how big he is sometimes like he spent so much of his life being normal height and part of it being bellow that he will just smack right into thing or get stuck cause he swore he could fit. He cannot

I also feel like he gets still gets phantom pain in his legs like from being paralyzed before moving over to his avatar completely. Like it’s such a big mental hurdle that I doubt it goes away

Last but not least. And this is my personal favorite. Definitely goads his children into shit.

“Well if you’re too scared” “pussy” “I knew you wouldn’t”

Doesn’t work on kiri cause she just walks away from him

The other three tho, fucking horrible will immediately loose all prior hesitation and just go balls to the wall with whatever it is.

Neytiri

My wife 🙏

Okk mom neytiri up first

Fucking soccer mom bro doesn’t give a damn will fight for all of her kids even if they’re wrong

Corrects them in private but in public, will square up don’t play

Also feel like I’m the beginning she was definitely the stricter parent but as things changed she softened up where Jake took over being more rah rah

Will stand by Jake on most things but sometimes he goes too far and trust me he hears about it

Despite Jake having the boys favoritism in the adolescents. Before and after they are big mommas boys.

As toddlers yo they are up her ass constantly to the point where she has to ask her mom if this is normal.

“Sa’nok my sons they stick to me like sap from a tree it cannot be normal.” “They are children it is what they do.” “Mother I cannot relieve myself without one them following.”

When they get over it though. Heartbroken truly distraught. The first time one of the boys decided they’d rather hang out with their father she was betrayed and Jake of course didn’t help.

As teens they’re not as clingy as they once were but they definitely come to her for comfort or just affection. Whether it be random hugs from her or just cheek/forehead kissed from their mother they’re all about it

The girls and her are different I feel like. They’re definitely close especially tuk with how small she is. Her and kiri though I feel as though they connect more through their spirituality

And she def teaches kiri how to bead and sow and make clothing. I think they have little daughter dates where they’ll make an afternoon of just making beads and song cords. Chatting or sitting in a comfortable silence

Moving on cause my girl isn’t just a mom

To rival Jake. Spice monster bros. Tears it up without a second thought. She doesn’t even blink

I feel like it definitely becomes a big thing for a minute like norm grows a Carolina reaper just to see how na’vi taste buds react to what we consider to be real hot and she eats that shit like it’s a cherry

“Ok so this is a Carolina reaper it’s really hot so I’d suggest just taking a small-” *throws that shit back like a shot* “I-” “tiri spit it out.” “Why ma Jake, it tastes good. Could I have another?”

And I feel like it’s just her like the other na’vi def feel the heat on it. She goes around offering her new favorite snack to everyone and leaves a trail of pain in her wake. Offers one to Mo’at, simply gets a shake of the head paired with

“I will not be taken by Eywa today”

Way better cook compared to Jake. Kids will shoot her a painstaking glance as a plea for help if they see him cooking something they know he has no buisness making and she’ll take it upon herself to slip in some spices and correct some of his mistakes when he’s not looking. Saving her husbands dignity and her children’s pallets.

Tears up the dance floor don’t play with her. Feel like Jake introduces the concept of dance battles as a joke and it becomes a thing within the clan but everyone knows not to challenge neytiri cause she with whip ur ass McJagar style

Snorts when she laughs. Real loud too Jake thinks that shit is hilarious until he honks like a seagull one day and they agree to go cut out the laugh jokes for the sake of their marriage

Neteyam

Best big brother every don’t play with it

Takes after his mother in the sense that he is more than willing to kick ass for his siblings

Someone made fun of kiri for not being a “real” part of the family once and they had to call Jake to restrain him (def let him get in a few good ones before pulling him off)

The kind of older brother that steals his baby sister when his mom isn’t looking

Gets to the point that if neytiri or Jake can’t find tuk they’ll just assume she’s with neteyam cause he’ll just snatch her up and she LOVES it

Despite being less of a trouble maker then lo’ak he still definitely does shit he shouldn’t the only difference is he’s better at being sneaky

I think he’s more cautious around humans compared to his brother but he’s definitely really curious too

Ends up getting introduced to some of our music from earth.

Bro is SZA’s number one fan a thousand years later

“I might kill my ex, not the best idea~” singing to himself quietly unaware of his brother and spider giggling in the bushes. “Bravo! Give us more! More I say!” “Oh shove off lo’ak!”

He def got that rnb voice though boutta guve ninat a run for her money

Takes after his mother on the whole spicy food thing. Loves Carolina reapers too, he thinks it’s so funny to eat them and then breath real hard in his brothers direction just to watch his eyes tear up

Despite being able to sing can’t dance for shit, two left feet when it comes to rhythm lord help him truly

Really good at hunting, takes after his mother once again

The only person good enough at stalking that can sneak up on neytiri without her having to pretend she doesn’t hear him coming.

Weapon of choice is a bow although I feel like he has really good aim no matter what, throwing knives, slingshot, even a gun when his dad teaches him. Just a natural

Will say though someone give this boy a hug cause the amount of pressure he is under being the eldest son holy cow bro

Feel like this leads to neteyam having anxiety attacks just at the thought of having to take over the mantle one day.

Always goes to kiri when he has them she’s the only person who can calm him down

Lo’ak

Despite loving his family I think he can feel really isolated from them at times

I think him and kiri bond sometimes just over feeling like the odd ones out.

He compares him self to his dad and older brother so much like it’s just sad plus he’s always in trouble so it doesn’t help much

Even though him and his dad have their problems he strives so hard to make him proud

If he had to pick a favorite sibling it would be tuk, because despite neteyam being all over her and her being a snitch from time to time. Tuk just adores lo’ak

“Tuk you can’t come with me, it’s for big kids only” “I’m big!” “Cmon tuk it’s fine you can hang out with me.” “No! I want ‘ak I don’t wanna go with tem” “….damn bro how’d that feel” “ouch”

It’s almost tragic Fr, but he almost always folds when it comes to her. The only time he says no and stands on it so when he thinks she’ll get hurt or won’t be able to keep up.

Him and kiri besides being sad together also hang out pretty often

I think, like kiri and neytiri , she and him make beads together tho it’s more kiri doing it and him trying and failing

They having matching necklace pendants. He wears his in his hair as a charm cause he feels like that’s where it’s closest to him

While he does hold resentment towards neteyam I don’t think it’s enough to mess up their relationship. They were kids together and I think that means more

So that being said. Huge pranksters but only on their father.

The about of times Jake has had water fall on him out of no where is almost sad. They place decoys so he thinks he outsmarted them and then bam, face full of colored powder.

“Hah, those suckers. What do they think, that I’m stupid or so-” *leaf hits him in the face dousing him with bright orange pigment. Followed by the snorts and chuckles of his sons* “I’m gonna kill those damn kids”

Takes after his daddy, cannot handle spice. Minutely better then Jake but like not really

Neytiri makes this na’vi version of chilli and she has to make a tamer version for him and Jake. Even tuk can take spice better than them

Also really interested in human culture and ends up with his own little music taste

Feel like he’s big on 90’s rnb and hip hop. Destiny’s child, dr.dre, Tupac without question

Definitely spits hard ass bars for fun sometimes.

*Spider beat boxing shitily in the background while lo’ak is laying the ground work for some life changing shit. Mean while Jake is watching from afar with their mother* “that’s my son”

Will dance and he will eat y’all up with that shit. Norm lets him watch just dance videos sometimes when he comes over. Changes the course of his life

Will get jiggy with it everywhere and anywhere. Would kick everyone’s ass in dance dance revolution if they had it

Hunting, he’s alright

Bros nothing super special cause he’s clumsy as fuck and loud therefore everyone and their mother knows he’s coming but he’s not that bad in combat

Sometimes

Feral fighter, will bite and scratch, real dangerous with a knife. I’d definitely say he’s more of a close contact fighter over distance

Kiri

(We need more kiri love out here man)

Jake’s princess I’m sorry

She has that man wrapped around her finger and she KNOWS it

Will literally get in trouble with neytiri over it sometimes

“Dad can I go out foraging?” “No I want you to watch over tuk today.” “Please dad? Can’t lo’ak do it?” Qeue the sad baby eyes “of course baby girl you’re right.” “Tsk ma Jake so foolish”

Loves all her siblings so much tho and if she ever feels left out she knows she can go to them they’ll comfort her and make her feel like one of them again

Def starts shit with lo’ak for no reason, she just thinks it’s funny to make him mad

Will ease off sometimes when she knows their father went off on him recently though

That’s when him and her make neteyam’s life difficult poor boy.

Is neither here nor there on the spice scale. Better than Jake and lo’ak for sure but no where near her older brother and neytiris tolerance. Besides I don’t think she really cares for it anyway

Loves to cook, very bad at it

Truly comical how many times neytiri and even mo’at have tried to teach her. Like she’s given the family food poisoning multiple times

Makes Jake try everything cause she knows he won’t say no

Subject to tuk’s makeup makeover also but is usually a good sport

Music cause I have to now

She’s an indie girl don’t play

Pheobe bridgers, Liana Flores, salvia path

Girl in red (😋🤭)

Cannot sing but is an okay dancer

At least by na’vi standards cause I’m convinced she cannot figure out human dance moves for the life of her

Lover not a fighter

And I mean that literally that girl ain’t throwing or catching hands anytime soon

She’ll bite a bitch quick and in a hurry tho if she really must

Fr Fr tho she’s a healer we know this miss girl is one of the best there is in the class

Taking after her mother and her mothers mother ofc

I do think however that she likes fishing. Not using a bow, stick and string waiting patiently fishing. Always returns her catches to the wild after praying to eywa in apology for stressing out one of her creatures

[machveil]

I would love to hear about your cod x pokemon thoughts 👀👀👀 do you have pokemon teams for any other characters??

nemjun, marry me💍✨ I have so much to say— also, happy Spooky Month, this actually took so long to write. I thought this was going out, like, Sept 28th lol

[note: I think having a full team is overrated, no need for filler when you can just give them Pokémon that feel right, yeah?]

CoD Headcanon: Pokémon Teams

to set up each part I’ll talk about each character minimally, list their teams, and then any amendments based on lore/skins/personal thoughts. characters include: Simon “Ghost” Riley, John “Soap” MacTavish, Captain John Price, Phillip Graves, König, and Sebastian Krueger

Simon “Ghost” Riley:

character analysis - as a Pokémon trainer, Simon already has some good motifs going on in his design. like any good trainer, we’re going off details and vibes. Simon gives me Dark and Ghost type Pokémon vibes, more so given by his skull balaclava and skeleton patterned gloves, not to mention his usually black colored clothes. thematically, I like to think a handful of his Pokémon know Destiny Bond - if Simon’s going down he’s taking you with him

Pokémon team

Dusknoir (caught as a Duskull when he first joins the army) - his ace Pokémon! honestly, Dusknoir is purely chosen off vibes, this man screams owning one. Dusknoir has been with Simon since the beginning of his military life, and subsequently is his first Pokémon. Simon trusts this spirit eating Pokémon with his life. I think it’s move set would be Destiny Bond/Mean Look/Payback/Shadow Ball with the ability Pressure

Polteageist (Phony) - it’s not just because he’s British… it’s also a Ghost type. it’s mostly to be funny, but I have a headcanon reason! I think Simon is a big tea drinker, loves a good cuppa, but he specifically likes black tea. from Pokémon Shield, “Leaving leftover black tea unattended is asking for this Pokémon to come along and pour itself into it, turning the tea into a new Polteageist.” - Simon leaving his tea unattended to get something only to come back to a Pokémon? he caught it while grumbling. I think it’s move set would be Strength Sap/Withdraw/Shell Smash/Shadow Ball with the Weak Armor ability

Gengar - the classic Pokémon fan in me wants Simon to own a Gengar, so he will. thematically, it’s not too bad. Gengar is the Shadow Pokémon, Simon gives off ‘moving around in shadows’ vibes. Simon “dad jokes” Riley is a dry comedy king - stay with me, Gengar usually lurk in shadows laughing… please imagine Simon cracking terrible jokes that his Gengar finds funny. the move set would be Destiny Bond/Night Shade/Spite/Dark Pulse and the ability Cursed Body

Houndstone - I was debating on this being in his team or an amendment Pokémon, but I think the skeletal vibes are too good to not be a main party member. fits Ghost’s vibe, that’s about it haha. from Pokémon Scarlet, “Houndstone spends most of its time sleeping in graveyards. Among all the dog Pokémon, this one is the most loyal to its master.”, and now we all ‘aww’, a loyal dog? give that to Simon right now! has the ability Fluffy and knows Rest/Dig/Destiny Bond(Egg Move)/Phantom Force

team amendments

Alone/Cerberus!Ghost would definitely have a Hydreigon, are you kidding me? looking past the obvious three heads, Hydreigon is the Brutal Pokémon! from Pókemon Shield, “The three heads take turns sinking their teeth into the opponent. Their attacks won’t slow down until their target goes down.” - does that sound familiar? I think it’s move set would be Scary Face/Work Up/Outrage/Body Slam, ability Levitate

Ghost Punk skin - Ghost would definitely own a Toxtricity (Low Key). we’re talking punk Simon Riley here, maybe Rockstar!Simon? the organ on it’s chest sounds like the strumming of a bass guitar, now just imagine Simon singing punk rock/metal. move set would be Scary Face/Overdrive/Boomburst/Shift Gear with the ability Punk Rock

John “Soap” MacTavish:

character analysis - we’re going purely off John’s personality and vibes with his Pokémon! John strikes me as a loyal, energetic man - his team should reflect that. Electric Pokémon would be up his alley, but Pokémon that are generally described as energetic would work too

Pokémon team

Boltund - off the bat, the first Pokémon that came to mind when I thought about Johnny. in my humble opinion, the perfect ace for Johnny! I headcanon Soap going on morning runs and - from the Sword Pokédex - Boltund can run for three full days nonstop, aka it can keep up with John during his morning runs. move set wise, I’m thinking Electric Terrain/Charge/Wild Charge/Crunch with the ability Competitive

Luxray - while it sleeps for long periods of time, his Luxray would be helpful on deployments. from Pokémon Sword, “Luxray can see through solid objects. It will instantly spot prey trying to hide behind walls, even if the walls are thick.”, and, while it mostly sees field time, I think a Luxray would balance Johnny out. while his other Pokémon are amped up, he can take a break with his more relaxed companion. I could see the move set being Thunder Wave/Scary Face/Roar/Volt Switch - I’d imagine his Luxray being a pivot/set up Pokémon, used for status conditions. Luxray’s ability would be Intimidate

Jolteon - are we sensing a pattern with dog-esk Pokémon? anyways, Jolteon is purely me wanting Johnny to have one - that’s it haha, I look at that man and go ‘hmmm, Jolteon’. move set would be Agility/Thunder Fang/Thunder/Last Resort with the ability Quick Feet

team amendments

I don’t particularly have any team amendments for Johnny

John Price:

analysis - this man gives me the vibe that he hunts game as a hobby. rather than focusing on his career, I’m focusing on that headcanon aspect. I think Price would have a lot of Normal type Pokémon, he just seems like an average Joe sort of guy off duty. Price strikes me as the type to always have a plan B, so a handful of his Pokémon know Last Resort

Pokémon team

Stoutland - Price owning a Stoutland just feels right, you know? definitely his ace, and as a partner for hunting game, if Price were to hunt in the winter… from Pokémon Y, “Being wrapped in its long fur is so comfortable that a person would be fine even overnight on a wintry mountain.”, it’s also a rescue Pokémon, so if someone needed help then Price could send Stoutland out. also, Stoutland just looks like it was made for Price, anyways, move set! Work Up/Retaliate/Reversal/Last Resort and the ability Intimidate

Unfezant (female) - back on the hunting theme, I think Price found a wounded Tranquill while he was out. after it healed up, it wouldn’t leave Price alone/return to the wild so he caught it. I think a female one would be better because, compared to the male, they can fly better. Price lets his Unfezant scout the area from above for any dangerous wild Pokémon (Ursaring, Trevenant, Bewear, etc). move set would be Tailwind/Roost/Steel Wing(TM)/Sky Attack and the ability Big Pecks

Dubwool (Shiny) - I like the shiny better, sue me. anyways, this is another one that just feels right. I look at Dubwool and go ‘hmmm, give it to Price’, if anything, maybe Retired!Price lives on a ranch with his fluffy friend. move set, I’m thinking Cotton Guard/Defense Curl/Double Kick/Last Resort, ability Steadfast

Skwovet - I think Price needs a critter, just a little guy. a low level, tiny pal - maybe Price just got attached to this fella that wouldn’t leave him alone, cue them bonding and Price feeding Skwovet some berries. move set would be Tail Whip/Bite/Stockpile/Swallow with the Cheek Pouch ability

amendments

I don’t really have any amendments for Price’s team, I just want the man to have some Normal type buddies to relax with

Phillip Graves:

analysis - Graves actually started this thought process for me because I thought it would be funny if he owned a Braviary lol, so here we are. for Graves I’m going off vibes and the rule of cool - I’m picking based on Pokémon I think he’d have in my opinion. also, I think Graves, out of everyone, would teach his Pokémon TMs the most

…don’t think too much about the move sets and abilities I gave his Pokémon

Pokémon team

Braviary - American king, give this man the fucking eagle Pokémon lmao. that’s it, that was my thought process, it’s his ace. move set would be Hone Claws/Aerial Ace/Rest(TM)/Shadow Ball(TM), yes, I’m giving it Shadow Ball purely for the Shadow Company, his entire team is a joke to me I’m sorry. anyways, ability is Defiant

Rotom - I feel like the tech aspect of Rotom being able to take over devices/appliances would be helpful to Graves? maybe not, but I also like the vibe Rotom gives off and my gut says to give it to Graves. move set would be Trick/Substitute/Eerie Impulse(TM)/Poltergeist(TM) with the Levitate ability

Drakloak - my brain says to give this man Drakloak (that will eventually evolve into Dragapult). I feel like, out of a handful of CoD characters, Graves would own a pseudo legendary. move set would be Lock On/Dragon Dance/Dragon Rush/Phantom Force and the ability Infiltrator

Mightyena - look! an actual headcannon! I feel like, if this were in the Pokémon universe, the Shadow Company would make for a good ‘evil team’. with that in mind, maybe it’s just Team Magma bouncing around inside my head, but I feel like Mightyena would be a good pick for Price. not just with the color scheme and general vibe from Mightyena, but when I think of evil teams in Pokémon Maxie’s Mightyena always comes to mind first. I’m thinking Moxie for the ability and Yawn/Roar/Double-Edge(TM)/Shadow Ball(TM) for the move set

team amendments

purely because it’s the Shadow Pokémon… maybe a Gengar? it’s only because of the Shadow Company connection, but I think it’d be funny. move set would be Spite/Shadow Ball/Shadow Punch/Imprison(TM) with the Cursed Body ability

König:

analysis - are we ready for some König bias? I am! sweet boy, I think he’d be a Ghost and Grass type trainer. I headcanon him being super into nature - hikes, camping, ect. also, he has a ghillie suit skin so… Grass type methinks. the Ghost type is also a little forest-y, haunted woods where he finds himself at home among the Grass and Ghost type critters. maybe he can empathize with the Ghost types because people deem them scary and not approachable? hmmm?

Pokémon team

Shuppet - Shuppet physically reminds me of König’s sniper hood. it’s why I originally was like ‘yup, give it to him’. from Pokémon Violet, “It feeds on the dark emotions of sadness and hatred, which make it grow steadily stronger.”, Pokémon Scarlet expands on that by saying ‘envy and malice’, I think König holds a lot of negative emotions from how he was treated in his childhood by his peers - fellow students making fun of him and generally tormenting him. I think Shuppet tries to cheer him up even though it’s primarily feeding off those emotions, it’s still his companion Pokémon, and one that recognizes the hurt he’s gone through. move set would be Curse/Spite/Shadow Sneak/Shadow Ball with the Cursed Body ability

Mimikyu - speaking of unapproachable, Mimikyu! König feels for the poor thing, trying to be liked by fitting in as a beloved Pokémon. they just get each other, maybe he found the little thing stalking the halls of KorTac (how’d it get in? who knows). while not his ace, König is very attached to his Mimikyu. move set would be Charm/Hone Claws/Shadow Claw/Play Rough with the ability Disguise

Eevee (will evolve into a Sylveon) - give this man comically small animals, please. he loves this Eevee, it will evolve into a Sylveon and he will pamper it even more if that’s possible. I just think that, if anyone gets a mascot Pokémon - let alone Eevee, it should be König. is it generically cute and fluffy? yes, and he eats that up. it’s move set would be Baby-Doll Eyes/Copycat/Bite/Yawn(Egg Move) with the Adaptability ability

Sawsbuck (caught as a Deerling) - please give the big man a deer!! he loves them - they’re dainty, extremely agile, the opposite of his towering build. a go-to hiking buddy for König, not that he doesn’t hike with other party members, but Sawsbuck really likes walking with him. move set would be Sunny Day(TM)/Horn Leech/Solar Beam/Zen Headbutt and the ability Chlorophyll

Trevenant - gut feeling, I just want König to have the big tree. he’s a big man, he can totally rock owning a big tree. anyways, another ‘König likes the forest’ Pokémon, and it’s a Grass and Ghost type, perfect. it would have the Natural Cure ability and know Forest’s Curse/Sunny Day/Burning Jealousy(TM)/Phantom Force

Decidueye - saved his ace for last. Decidueye is basically a sniper, you feel me? it has the bow and arrow situation going on, it’s Hidden Ability is Long Reach - sniper shit, it doesn’t make physical contact with any move. Grass/Ghost type? A+, perfect, astounding. you need to read both it’s Sun and Moon Pokédex entries because they read as ‘it’s a sniper’ and ‘it’s König’. from Sun, “It fires arrow quills from its wings with such precision, they can pierce a pebble at distances over a hundred yards.”, and from Moon, “Although basically cool and cautious, when it’s caught by surprise, it’s seized by panic.”, I rest my case. plus, plus, it’s literally a hooded Pokémon, it pulls on the ‘drawstrings’ of its hood to focus. literally made for König, I’m telling you it’s perfect. it’s move set would be Synthesis/Shadow Sneak/Spirit Shackle/Leaf Blade with the ability Long Reach

team amendments

during his time as an Insertion Specialist, I could see König having a Bewear. I feel like having it be a permanent member of his team wouldn’t fit - not because it doesn’t match him, it does. I just think Bewear would be… I don’t know, specifically for field work? it’s move set would definitely cater to busting tough stuff down, so, Strength/Thrash/Superpower/Double-Edge with the Fluffy ability

I think that, as a child, there was a stray Glameow in König’s neighborhood. not that he caught it, but I think he definitely hung out with it a lot CatDad!König bias. at some point, during his teens, it stopped coming around though. he still thinks about it, I think that it was decently low leveled so it’s move pool would be Scratch/Growl with the Own Tempo ability

Sebastian Krueger:

analysis - I feel like he’d be a Dragon and Grass type user, just me? I just look at his base design and see a Dragon and Grass trainer - you can fight me over it, I’d also except Bug or Poison type Krueger

Pokémon team

Tangrowth - I’m right end of discussion. give this man the big wad of sentient vines, it feels right in my soul. Krueger already uses that camouflage veil and dresses is greens, might as well give him some mobile cover too. Stun Spore/Poison Powder/Grassy Terrain/Power Whip with the Regenerator

Gloom - let me preface by saying all his team members are gut feelings and going with vibes because Gloom? Gloom just feels like a Krueger Pokémon. it’s a stunner/poisoner, I feel like Krueger can match Glooms energy, fucking people up— and other Pokémon, but like… fucking people up mostly. it would have Sunny Day(TM)/Sleep Powder/Petal Dance/Moonlight with the Chlorophyll ability

Carnivine - do I just want Krueger to have some James and Jesse type shenanigans with a Carnivine? …yeah. yeah, I do. but it also matches his vibe in my heart, a freaky little plant for a freaky little man. move set would be Leech Seed(Egg Move)/Leaf Tornado/Power Whip/Crunch with the Levitate ability

Haxorus - okay. tell me I’m wrong. do it, you can’t - Haxorus was made by Nintendo for Krueger. an armored dragon with axes made for… axing things down? perfect for Krueger, destruction buddies. has the ability Rivalry and knows Iron Tail(Egg Move)/Dragon Dance/Guillotine/Outrage

team amendments

Druddigon is another dragon that screams Krueger. it’s all rough n’ tough, a little cave dweller for the man? methinks it’s be an okay match. has the move set Glare(Egg Move)/Iron Head/Dragon Claw/Outrage with the ability Rough Skin

does Goodra necessarily have Krueger written all over it? no, but I want the man to have a gooey guy. Krueger is so freaky and aggressive and Goodra is so friend shaped, this is a classic duo if I’ve ever seen one. has the ability Hydration and knows Life Dew(Egg Move)/Rain Dance/Muddy Water/Power Whip

follow up thoughts:

I’m not sure if this would take place in the Pokémon world or if it’s just Call of Duty… but Pokémon exist. I’m not going to think too hard about that because it feels like opening a can of worms lol

these were just fun, I’ve been thinking about CoD x Pokémon for a couple weeks and it was nice putting this out here

I have my own Pokémon OC (Beatrice) and it was wild thinking of how she’d interact with them if this were in the Pokémon world

[peachhcs]

I need to see like Blair going to Samy for girl talk and relationship advice. I feel like they would have a super cute relationship.

you guys just read my mind so well because i also got another ask about this :) i feel like blaire is like mack asking will a hundred questions about his sex life but she’s just less blunt about it hahaha but of course samy is more than happy to answer the questions. it makes her feel like a big sister since she’s the youngest

au masterlist

the two girls sat together in the sap center thirty minutes before puck drop. they had been making small talk and talking about their semesters so far when blaire finally found the courage to ask samy the question she’s been thinking about all night.

“hopefully this isn’t weird but did you enjoy your first time?” the dirty blonde asked shyly, her voice low so the others around them wouldn’t catch the conversation.

samy, a bit caught off guard but smiled nonetheless, “yeah, it was fine. why do you ask?”

“oh, i don’t know. i’ve never really..gone that far with a guy before,” blaire admitted almost embarrassingly.

“that’s okay. i feel like people hyping up the first time is always so overrated because there’s no right or wrong way to do it. it’s however you want it to go,” the brunette shrugged a bit. hers wasn’t magical or anything, but the guy she did it with was really kind and made sure she was okay more than anything.

“your first time wasn’t with will?”

“no, it was with this guy i had a small thing with my junior year of high school. he was nice and we’re still friendly with one another,” samy chuckled thinking about tyler and she wondered what he was doing. all she knew was that he was at the university of delaware.

“did it like..hurt?” blaire couldn’t help but ask because obviously she didn’t have a mom to talk about this stuff with and her brothers were definitely out of the question.

“i mean..kind of at first? the pain usually subsides as you keep going but if it hurts at all and you wanna stop, don’t hesitate to voice that,” samy’s never really had someone ask her about this stuff before, but she was more than happy to answer blaire’s questions.

she even got a small wave of deja vu when she was 16 sitting in her kitchen asking grace all the same questions.

“i feel like mack and i wanna take the next step but i don’t think either of us really know how to because we’ve never..” she trailed off.

“it can be awkward at first to talk about it but i guess you just kind of go with the flow? see how everything plays out and if it’s something you really wanna do. once you do it the first time, it kind of breaks the barrier for all the other times.”

“yeah, that makes sense. sorry for bringing it up,” blaire flushed but samy quickly shook her head.

“don’t apologize. asking is important. hopefully i was somewhat helpful,” the brunette giggled and blaire smiled.

“you were, thank you. i feel like you and will are like our older siblings or something,” the thought made both of them smile. with samy and will being the youngest siblings, having someone younger than them look up to them was a nice change of pace after looking up to people all their lives.

“i always wanted a younger sibling growing up because i hated being the youngest,” the youngest hughes laughed.

“i can’t believe you grew up with three brothers older brothers. one was a lot for me,” blaire remembered all the times mason would bully her and carter and boss them around.

“it was definitely an experience, but i love them. they’re my rocks. i look up to them a lot,” samy grinned. she was glad they grew out of the being annoyed at one another phase and could actually get along because quinn, jack, and luke were the whole reason why she was the way she was.

she couldn’t imagine a life without them really.

“i’m glad you have that relationship with them. i wish i had that with mason. ever since our mom died and he went to college, he doesn’t ever talk to me anymore,” blaire frowned. samy frowned too and quickly squeezed her arm.

“i’m sorry.”

“it’s okay. i’m learning to be okay with it and maybe mason will come around one day,” the figure skater shook her head and managed another smile.

“well, you have us. i can only imagine how much the rest of our friends will like you whenever you meet them. hannah and julianne will love you, i know it,” samy grinned.

“your friends seem so cool. i see you guys interacting on instagram a lot,” blaire giggled, her wide smile returning.

“they’re so crazy, but a good crazy. will’s dev friends are some of my closest friends,” the brunette thought about the boys all the way in boston.

“i bet you get a lot of fans wanting like inside information about them or like rare pictures,” the two girls giggled.

“actually, i’ve learned that some people have found my vsco that i used to post a lot on in high school and they found the craziest old photos of the guys on there. a lot have also found my private spam account requesting to follow to get those pictures too,” samy laughed.

“that’s crazy.”

“yeah, those girls will do anything for pictures of their favorite hockey players. i don’t blame them though.”

“i feel like having a private instagram is so smart though. i’ve never thought of that,” blaire hummed.

“i made it a few years ago because i wanted to be able to post things for just my close friends. fans are crazy detectives though and have found it,” the youngest hughes said with a small shake of her head.

“wow,” blaire mumbled. the two girls glanced back out at the ice to find their boyfriend’s, puck drop getting closer.

they were skating around the ice getting last minute passes in. samy smiled seeing will down there locking himself in to play the sport he loved. her and blaire were sporting their boyfriends’ jersey’s tonight together. with samy there, a few fans recognized her and wanted pictures and with blaire slowly becoming more public, they started recognizing the younger girl too.

“okay, this might also be another weird question, but like..what does it feel like when the guy..you know..” the younger girl didn’t wanna finish the sentence in such a public setting and samy couldn’t help but laugh.

“uh..well..i guess..warm? i don’t know a better way to describe it. usually, you’d like…with them and it’s all just one big good feeling,” the brunette cringed at her words.

“how long does it last for?” blaire raised her eyebrow.

“uh..well..like..a few seconds at least?”

“i’ve heard that it’s normal for guys not lasting a long time,” blaire kept talking and samy flushed. she glanced around to make sure no one was really listening to them.

“your very first times, yeah. it’s fairly normal. some guys will try and build their stamina though,” the soccer player shrugged.

“how long do you and will..go for?..”

another blush coated samy’s cheeks, “it depends i guess. 5-10 minutes?”

“wow. that’s a lot,” the dirty blonde mumbled.

“it all depends on what you guys like you know? some people can go long, some people like to keep it short. will and i are in between i guess.”

“do you guys do it every time you visit one another?”

samy’s face had gotten so red she worried other people would notice, “maybe we can talk more about this in a more private space,” the girl giggled and blaire quickly flushed, forgetting for a moment that they were in a hockey arena full of fans.

“right, sorry.”

“don’t apologize, i like the questions. we’ll keep talking,” samy winked and blaire smiled.

[jinkoh]

now playing: the boyz - christmassy

sunwoo x gn!reader

11th fic for my anniversary event | requested by anon

wc: 1.1k, fluff, established relationship, proposal, this whole fic is just sunwoo being a sap honestly

a/n: i assume most of y'all will celebrate on the 25th, but to those who--like me--celebrate on the 24th and to those in time zones were midnight has already passed: merry christmas~

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December is a time that always feels special to Sunwoo. Of course, it’s a time of the year that feels special to a lot of people, but Sunwoo likes to believe it’s extra special to him. Because in December, right about this time three years ago, Sunwoo met you for the first time.

It was freezing and he was in a rush to get to class, the Christmas spirit not having reached him quite yet. But then he stumbled into you, with your cheeks and nose red from the cold and your eyes glowing with a sense of wonder he couldn’t really relate to at the time. That was about to change though, because you enchanted him from that moment on. He remembers how fast his heart was racing when you spoke to him and he remembers how much his fingers trembled when he typed his number into your phone. He can also still recall all the lectures spent zoning out, scribbling silly things about you into his notepad instead of paying attention. There was just something magical about meeting you, and even now the magic hasn’t faded. In fact, with every day that passes, he finds himself more smitten with you. Because ever since he met you, every day has been feeling like Christmas on and on. Even without carols and Christmas lights just being together makes life feel christmassy. It’s embarrassing to voice any of those sappy thoughts—Sunwoo likes to think of himself as a bit more cool and collected than that—but then again, he is also a romantic at heart. 

And because he is such a romantic, he is now trudging through the snowy streets, bustling with people hunting down their last christmas gifts, to meet you at the corner he first ran into you three years ago. He has his old notepad clutched to his chest and he still isn’t sure if he should really show it to you, worried about looking uncool in front of you, worried that it isn’t good enough, that it isn’t the gesture you’d want. But he decides to trust that you will understand the sincerity in all of this and he knows you don’t care that much for pricey gifts or putting on a big show.

When he spots you at the end of the street, fewer people around this part of town, he halts for a moment. You’re wearing the same scarf as that time, and your cheeks are just as red again, and it doesn’t feel like a coincidence. He takes a deep breath and then he approaches you, your eyes lighting up the second they fall on him.

“Sunwoo,” you wave with your cute, warm mittens and it makes him smile. “Happy anniversary.”

“It’s not our anniversary,” he says, but you roll his eyes at him.

“Yes, it is,” you pull  him close by the collar of his thick coat to leave a peck on his lips, “it’s the anniversary of our first meeting.”

Sunwoo kisses you back, his body feeling warm and fuzzy at the knowledge you remembered it too. “Yeah,” he says, “You’re right.”

A satisfied smile spreads on your lips before your gaze wanders to the notepad in his arms. “What’s that?”

“Notes I took back in college.”

You raise an eyebrow, “In college? Why would you need them now?”

“I wanted to give them to you.”

“To me?” You let out a confused laugh, “Why?”

“Go and find out,” he says as he hands it over and then he adds, “Happy anniversary, y/n.”

Your expression turns a bit more serious, unsure what to expect as you open the pages. At first, it’s actual stuff from classes and maybe the one or the other doodle created to overcome boredom. But then, as you reach this very day three years ago, you find your name scribbled on the edge of the page. Then there is your name next to his, a messy heart drawn around both of them. I really like you, it says a few days later. With every page you turn, you grow more flustered. “Sunwoo, what is this?”

“I told you, notes from college.”

“Yeah, but—why is it—are they about me?”

“It was kinda hard to get you out of my head at the time,” he says with a shrug that’s supposed to look nonchalant, even when nerves are getting the best of him right now. “Actually it still is.”

“Are they all from back then?”

“Yeah,” he shoves his hands into the pockets of his coat, feeling the small velvet box in his right palm. “Well, almost all of them. There is also one from today.”

You almost seem in a hurry to read through the pages now, unable to hide your impatience to get to today’s note. Sunwoo doesn’t mind though. If you ever want to look more closely, the notepad will still be around later. And if he’s being honest he is just as impatient for you to get to the important part as you are. When you’re finally turning the last page he takes a deep breath and then pulls out the little box from his pocket, waiting for you to read the words before he gets down on one knee.

“Sunwoo—what—,” you stutter, clearly flustered and your eyes shimmering with tears as you look up from the page, only to find him kneeling before you, snow seeping into the fabric of his pants but he doesn’t mind.

“I know this isn’t a big movie-worthy gesture—but it’s always during this season that I start to wonder how many times we’ll spend it together—and it’s always during this season that I come to think that it feels endless—that I’d like it to be endless. Does that—all of this sounded better in my head—but even now when I look at you it feels like Christmas on and on. I’d like it to always feel this way, I’d like there to always be days like this, days with you. So, y/n l/n,” he takes another deep breath before he repeats the words that are written on the last page, “will you marry me?”

You nod almost violently, not even waiting for him to put the ring on your finger before you fling your arms around his neck, getting your knees wet in the snow as much as he has. “Yes,” you agree as you bury yourself in his embrace, “Yes, yes, yes!”

All the tension is slipping out of him as he hugs you close, deciding the ring can wait another ten minutes because holding you is that much more important. He is full of warmth and happiness and wonder, and he can’t help thinking that it really does feel like Christmas on and on.

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[honkytonk-hangman]

Line of Sight [2]

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

Summary: Jake had offered you his services the next time some guy made you uncomfortable at a bar. He just hadn't thought that guy would be your shitty ex-boyfriend.

Warnings: shitty exes. i dont know how pool works. jakes internal monologue mostly.

Notes: Part two, as requested folks!!!

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Jake hadn’t even realised you were out tonight.

After the incident at the club several weeks back, you’d seemingly made yourself scarce when it came to nights out at the Hard Deck. Apparently you’d had some big work project lined up this month and were too tired to make it, but Jake can’t help but think that excuse sounded a little too convenient. You’d been distant before the club anyway, and in a halfway desperate attempt to reel you back in, he’d stepped out of his well established routine with you that night and offered his service when it came to creeps in bars.

He didn’t think you’d really take him up on it, not that he wouldn’t be happy if you did, but he did think it might lend you a little more confidence to hang out, even if Phoenix and Rooster weren’t going to be there.

The weeks went by agonisingly slow for him when you weren’t there, which was a ridiculous way for him to feel considering he barely even spoke to you when you were there. But Jake liked you. He liked listening to you talk and laugh, and if he’s perfectly honest, he didn’t want to end up being the reason that talking or laughing stopped. In his mind, the best way to avoid that was to interact with you as little as possible. He was nice to you, sure, but outside of simple politeness, he didn't know how not to be himself, so naturally, he kept his distance and bit his tongue.

He was content with just being in the radius of you. It was better that way, or so he had thought until you’d started keeping a distance, which had resulted in you being bothered by some douche in a club who couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Jake had let himself get closer than he’d ever allowed before, and it was almost enough to sustain him during the weeks you weren’t around.

Jake lets fly his last dart, and whistles as it lands predictably, directly in the centre of the board. Why any of his fellow aviators still played with him, he had no clue, but honestly he’s glad they still do. Fanboy scoffs and rolls his eyes, and Jake manages to dodge the elbow Javy tries to send into his ribs.

“How about this; the winner gets the next round.” Coyote announces, flinging his last dart wildly to the left, earning him little points. Jake simply shrugs, his grin still fixed in place as the others all call out their agreement.

The remainder of the game is played in record time, and the blond bites back a remark about all of their purposeful botched-shots only being slightly worse than usual, and lets himself be dismissed toward the busy bar with a self-satisfied smirk he knows is still infuriating.

When Jake returns, he notices his group has grown larger, an unfamiliar couple laughing and joking with the others. He also notices that you’ve shown up, which immediately saps the rest of his interest.

“Well, if I’d known we were having company I would’ve bought more drinks…” Jake announces as he steps up from behind you, handing off three of the drinks in his hand, and then ignoring Bob and passing you a fresh beer instead. He should have been tipped off that something was wrong when you turn to face him quickly, eyes slightly widened like you’ve been looking specifically for him.

“Jake! There you are!” you exclaim, and Jake blinks down at you dumbly.

“Here I am,” he confirms, unable to stop his frown as you seem to glance briefly back at the unfamiliar couple, and then back at him. You move closer to him, and he watches you hesitate before reaching out and wrapping your hand around his arm. Jake blinks at you again, but finds himself distracted by the feel of your hands as you tuck yourself into his side.

“Ah, so is this him, huh?” the unfamiliar male seems to step toward you, and gestures at Jake, who quickly starts to put together at least some of what the hell is going on. He looks down at you, and you look back, eyes pleading.

Jake falls into character just a little too well. He grins wide, smirking with full force as he gently pulls his arm out of your grasp to wrap securely around your back, his hand resting at your waist in a way that’s incredibly nice.

“Lieutenant Jake Seresin. Call me Hangman.” Jake leans forward and offers out a hand. The other man takes it, and Jake makes sure to squeeze just a little too hard as they shake.

“I’m David. We used to date,” the man, David, says, gesturing between him and you. Jake smiles brighter and cocks his head.

“I figured.” Jake says dismissively, before quickly looking away from your ex and focusing on you.

You’re staring up at him the same way you had that night, like you’d asked him for help but had expected him to refuse. Expected him to hang you out to dry. He supposes he hadn’t given you much else to expect of him.

“Pool?” you ask, jerking your head off in the direction of the nearby pool table, and Jake nods, separating from you for only a moment to place his own beer into the still floundering Bob’s hands, before following you off a small step away.

Standing slightly separated from the rest of your group, and more importantly, your ex, Jake feels you pull back from him a little as you go about racking up a game, seemingly refusing to look him in the eye. It’s only when you’re taking your first shot that you finally talk again.

“Thank you… I didn’t know what else to do…” you mumble, eyes shooting back and forth between him and the table in front of you. Jake purses his lips, but gives you another nod as he leans down to make his own play, before standing to his full height and staring you down.

“What’s he doing here?” he asks, hoping not to sound too stern, but he can see by the way you quickly flick your eyes away from him and down at your feet that he’s failed.

“Said he’s back in town for a convention or something… brought his new girlfriend.” If you're trying to sound casual about it all, you fail spectacularly, punctuated by the way you briefly glance over to glare daggers at the back of David’s head.

“You haven’t forgotten how much he sucks right?” Jake says sourly, before quickly straightening up and clearing his throat, nodding over at your group again. “I mean, I’ve never seen Rooster look so unfriendly before…” he adds, making you both look at where Bradshaw stands looking somewhat uncomfortable, but not not glaring either.

The sight causes you to chortle softly into your hand, though you do try to hide it as you move around the table, closer to Jake to take your shot. He doesn’t pretend to not be watching you as you do.

“I really am grateful for all of you that night,” you say sweetly, and it makes Jake sneak a glare back in David’s direction, where he finds the other man has positioned himself to where he can watch the two of you playing.

“Here, like this,” Jake says suddenly, quickly placing his own cue down and stepping up behind you. You startle a little, shooting a questioning glance over your shoulder at him, though it falters when he glides his hands over your hips, and then up to your hands. It falls even more when you seem to also catch sight of David. You turn your head back to the pool table as Jake does his very best to keep things appropriate while still bending you over.

“Sorry ‘bout this, gotta make sure David sees you're better off, don’t we?” he hears himself whisper in your ear as he helps you position your hands better. He can’t get enough of the feeling of you beneath him like this, and even though he knows he should quickly help you with your shot and then disengage, but the most selfish part of him outright refuses, instead drawing it out for as long as he can get away with.

“It’s okay,” you all but squeak back, and Jake can’t help but smirk.

“Is it just?” he almost regrets flirting for a moment, until he spies your sweet little smile, and hears the sound of your laugh.

“You’re so weird.” is the next thing you say, and it takes him somewhat off-guard.

“Weird? I’m trying to be sexy…” he tells you flatly, earning another laugh that rings sweetly in his ears.

You finally take your shot, mostly with the help of Jake, and it quickly sinks four of your balls at once, automatically winning you the game. You both stand straight, though when you turn to face him, Jake makes no move back or to give you space, his frame caging you in against the pool table.

“It is sexy… that's the problem.” You tell him almost shyly and with a small frown. At that statement, he immediately takes a small step back, cursing himself out for clearly making you uncomfortable. He knew keeping his distance was the best option.

“You’re always so hot and cold with me, I can’t figure it out.” Your voice sounds a little sad almost, and his own emotions give him whiplash as he suddenly berates the distance he’s always kept between you, wishing he’d just be hot from the start, and kept it hot the whole way through.

“I still can’t even tell if you like me… like, as a friend… I don’t even have your phone number, I have everyone else’s phone numbers, I–”

“–I like you.” Jake cuts you off, blinking rapidly and taking a step forward again. “Why would you think I don’t like you?” He knows its a dumb question, but he feels like he deserves to hear it, torture himself a little.

“You never talk to me, you don’t– you know– you just treat me different. It’s not like I can’t see that, you know!” you get a little indignant at that, and almost look like you're about to cross your arms over your chest when your eyes suddenly skip to something over Jake’s shoulder.

He could almost deck David when his voice sounds from just behind him, but he manages to at least hold back from that.

For now.

“That was a pretty good shot, Jake–”

“–Call me Hangman,” Jake grits out, half turning back to face the other man as he steps into view, his girlfriend tucked under his arm. Without even thinking, Jake lets one of his hands come to rest at your waist, and he gently pulls you closer to him.

“It was all her,” He tells your ex, who inches closer to getting punched when he laughs.

“You must have improved since we dated, then!” David says to you, and the ever so slight downward turn of your lips makes Jake squeeze you softly.

“How about another game, huh?” David asks, already racking the balls and handing his beer off to his girlfriend, who he still hadn’t bothered to introduce. Jake grins, but turns to look at you, his eyes sparkling as he leans in a little closer to you.

“You want me to destroy this guy, for you sweetheart?” He asks quietly, before moving even closer, so close he hears the tiny little gasp you let out, feels it against his lips.

“Wouldn’t do that for just anyone,” he continues, as if tempting you. You blink up at him and he sees that same awestruckness he had that night at the club, relishes in it being directed toward him. He gives your waist a little tap with his fingers when you don’t reply, and it seems to jolt you back. You nod, seemingly trying to tame your own grin, which only feeds into his own.

“Nothing left to bury,” you reply at last, making Jake genuinely have to throw his head back as he laughs. Giving your waist a last squeeze, he kisses your cheek, before stepping away and grabbing his cue again.

“I’d love to play, David.”

[mochiwrites]

Hello! Secret Husbands questions here:

What was their first anniversary?

Is their favorite restaurant the one Scar got them in for free at?

Did Grian ask Jellie permission in secret to marry scar (since he also planned on proposing)

Do they have any anniversary traditions?

You gave me brain worms my good person

yippee secret husbands questions!!! ;w; I’ve been thinking about them a lot lately

their first anniversary!! hmmmm. I’ll give an answer for their wedding anniversary And their first full year of dating anniversary as well because I think both are really sweet 🥺

starting with their one year!!! between the two of them, I feel like scar is the more likely one to really make sure they celebrate it. ofc the anniversary is important to grian as well, but scar goes the extra step. so their one year comes around and scar does the Cheesiest candlelight dinner ever. grian gets back from work and all the lights in the apartment are off, candles are set on the table, and scar greets him there, dressed in the nicest clothes he has. grian is Extremely confused but scar doesn’t answer any questions. just gives him this big grin and tells him he took out some clothes for him to change into. cue the most romantic night ever

now. wedding anniversary.

scar plans this whole day for them. their anniversary falls on the weekend, and he’s been putting funds aside to do something. it starts with breakfast in bed (jellie tries to run off with one of grian’s waffles), and moves to scar taking him to do something in town. after that it’s a fancy restaurant (the same one they went to when they first met) and back home for some down time and snuggles. I think at one point scar takes grian’s hand, the one with his wedding ring, and kisses the ring with this incredibly loving expression and, “happy one year, mr. goodtimes.” grian playfully huffs and calls him a sap before actually kissing him

for their favorite restaurant, I’m really tied between it being that first place scar got them into Or it being one of those places where like. the food isn’t all that great, but it’s the closest to the apartment and they go there whenever one of them has a Horrible day and it’s comfort for them. they have a lot of memories tied to that place (oooooo don’t think about scar visiting that less than great restaurant one (1) time while grian is missing…. the owner recognizes him because he and grian were regulars. scar can’t sit down and Actually eat because the pain is too great. he has to take it home and breaks down. he can’t go there again. not until grian is home)

I think grian 100% asked jellie for her blessing <3

anniversary traditions!! 🥺 there’s three big ones that come to mind: breakfast in bed, dinner at the restaurant scar got them into, and a slow dance in their kitchen to the song they picked for their wedding to end the day ;w;

you’re very welcome for the brain worms hehe

[skylarsblue]

May I make a request for an age regressed reader who really wants Bo Sinclair to watch MLP with them?

Or did I already send this? I don't know. ;-;

(I’m gonna assume this is Gen 4 because that’s the best one (fight me). Also, first age regression request! FLUFF TIME)

❀Bo w/ A Regressed MLP-Fan Reader❀

✧Age Regression; AGE REGRESSION IS NOT A KINK I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANY ARGUMENTS. It's cute and y'all need to accept it.✧ ❤Fluff, no cursing this time, hard opinions on fictional ponies, GN!Reader, a singular mention of a kink but it's just some silliness, reader briefly implied to have long hair but it's barely there❤

Age regression is a pretty niche thing to talk about, even more so back in the early 2000s. Gonna be real, bub, he's not gonna have any clue what you're talking about if you bring it up.

Seeing you regressed probably first happens as an accident, a stressful situation became too much and you just started acting differently. He wouldn't get it, watching you grow subtly more clingy and quiet, timid almost. He'd be concerned but he wouldn't ask questions at the time.

Assuming you brought it up later, he'd need you to explain it in at least three different ways, honestly. He's never personally experienced something like that(he thinks so anyway), which makes it hard for him to understand.

"Your brain just...makes you act like a kid sometimes? Why?" "Because my childhood was trash and it wants to find a way to cope. Being an adult is stressful, Bo." "...You got a point there."

After he's grown to understand it, he won't have any problems with it. Oddly enough, he'll slowly start to find it cathartic for himself. He'll find himself getting a lil dopamine boost whenever he starts noticing you doing something that signals you're teetering.

Won't indulge you in front of his brothers unless his brothers start to act kind of caregiver-ish. Bo don't share.

You will absolutely ruin the daddy kink for him. He can't hear the word in that context anymore and it makes him cringe when he does.

Bo doesn't like cartoons, he never really has. He's never really been a TV person in general, it tends to serve as background noise whenever he's doing something else. But he does have a habit of saying he won't be watching the show you're watching, then he'll just stand behind the couch, forgetting the task he was about to start.

Will probably tease you for liking My Little Pony, I'm not gonna lie. Nothing too mean though! He just likes making you all pouty.

He's gonna roll his eyes and cringe when you ask him to watch it with you. He's a grown man! He doesn't have any business watching a "little girl's show". But he's got a soft spot in that charcoal heart of his, so eventually, he'll cave. But he's gonna complain!

He'll probably scoff and act like the show is killing his brain cells at first, but he's an idiot because he gets so invested. (Magic of Friendship boi)

His favorite is Apple Jack. I think that should be a given. He doesn't like Celestia though, feels a little too connected to Luna and he holds a grudge.

He starts to whistle the tune to the songs in his free time. He'll lose his mind and die on the inside if anyone points it out, because he's not doing it subconsciously. Except you. If you start singing to his whistling he's gonna just smile, cause he's a SAP.

"Bab Seed Bab Seed, what we gonna do-" "A bully on our tail gotta r- Oh son of a-" "YES! YES YOU KNOW THE WORDS!" "You hush your mouth."

When there are big villains in episodes he gets super into it. He acted personally offended when Discord made the Main 6 reverse their talents.

He did laugh when Chrysalis zapped Celestia but then immediately got upset when the other princess were affected.

Definitely had the song from Chrysalis pretending she was Princess Cadance stuck in his head for like, a month.

WILL buy you the toys but you gotta keep them in your room, he'll keel over in embarrassment if someone sees little pony figures on his shelves without the context.

He's kinda stingy about sharing you when you're small, but he'll allow his brothers to watch the show with you two if they want. Vincent probably likes the music, but he's not super into it. Lester might get more into it than you, actually, he likes pretty colors.

Vincent's favorite would be Twilight & Lester's would be a tie between Fluttershy & Pinkie Pie.

Once a group of tourists came into town in the middle of a long Two-Part episode and he missed most of it, so he drove into the city and just bought the CD of the entire season. FOR YOU, of course, TOTALLY NOT FOR HIM-

The TV was bright in the overall dim household, speakers turned up to allow the sounds of the cartoon to fill the room. The noise was coupled with the sound of crunching Goldfish crackers between your teeth, eyes tuned into the screen as calloused fingers worked through your hair. "Oi, eat your fruit too. Can't live off Goldfish." Bo said softly, nudging your leg with his boot. You were sat on the floor in front of him, between his legs, whilst he messed with your hair. You let out a little huff but grabbed the pastel bowl on the coffee table, poking a fork into some strawberries. You looked over your shoulder as you ate one, awaiting praise. "That's better." Bo mumbled, patting your shoulder.

You turned back to the screen, watching the group talk about Fluttershy's "stare". With a little hum to catch his attention, Bo looked down, waiting for your words. "Who's your favorite?" You asked softly, voice picked up in pitch slightly. Bo rose an eyebrow and glanced at the screen. "Apple Jack, she's the only cool one." He said, unable to stop the smirk as you gasped. "Fluttershy's cool!" You insisted, turning to face him. "She's a wuss-puss, doll. Not cool." He taunted, chuckling as you tossed a pillow in his face. "Don't hate the messenger! I'm just saying the truth!" He chuckled as you smacked him with the pillow again, which he blocked with ease, snickering as you settled into his lap with a pout. "You take that back!" He held his hands up in a faux surrender position. "Alright alright, they're all cool. How about that?"

Your gaze narrowed suspiciously at him, slowly lowering the pillow back onto the couch. "Mmm okaaay-" "Except Fluttershy." Bo laughed again as your mouth dropped open in offense, blocking your hands from getting the pillow once more. Left without your weapon, he squeezed you tightly, leaving you unable to use your arms. "You traitor! Bully!" The man snickered as you fought against his strength valiantly, only to dramatically give up a minute later. "I'm too tired now. I'm sorry Fluttershy, I've failed you." You mumbled with a tiny frown. Bo rested his chin on top of your head with a chuckle. "I'm sure she'd appreciate your efforts, doll. Now finish your fruit, took me forever to cut'em into shapes, ya know." He said, grabbing the bowl. You hummed and tapped your chin as if you were debating, looking at the ceiling in thought. "My hands don't work." You said suddenly, dropping your hands into your lap.

Bo rose an eyebrow and tilted his head. "Oh they don't, do they?" He asked, watching you shake your head. "Nope, they don't work." You insisted. The brunet clicked his tongue and gave a somber sigh, putting a piece of fruit on the fork. "Such a shame." He said with an eyeroll, holding the fork to your mouth. You took the fruit and nodded intensely. "'S a shame!" You slurred, whining when he pinched your nose. "Don't talk wit'cha mouth full." He said, moving his head so yours could rest against his shoulder, getting another piece of fruit on the fork for himself this time. He looked back at the episode and narrowed his gaze. "...the hell is a cockatrice?" You laughed and shook your head, taking another strawberry off the fork. "You'll see, and it'll prove Fluttershy is the coolest!"

"Mhm, sure, whatever ya say lil' one."

[buckrogers]

15 questions for 15 friends

Tagged by @steveybucky! 😘

Are you named after anyone? from what I'm told, my mother was going through a french phase and loved the name jacqueline so, here I be! though extra lore nobody asked for: because it's got so many letters, I typically go by jacqui unless it's a ~fancy official thing or I'm in trouble, hah

When was the last time you cried? it would probably be easier to ask me when I'm not crying (anxiety club cardholder)

Do you have kids? nada! I am not parental material, but I do enjoy being the fun cool aunt to three nephews

What sports do you play/have you played? uh, bench warmer if we're being literal about it I don't think I was ever picked for a team willingly a day in my life I am both short and require glasses to see anything long distance - but! I was more interested in drama and books anyway so y'know battles, pick 'em.

Do you use sarcasm? frequently and with flourish!

What’s the first thing you notice about people? I'm actually a big one for vibes, I tend to gravitate toward the folks who put out the chill, easy going vibes. I'm very cerebral by nature, I live in my head so anybody who wants or digs conversations is also a big drawcard for me, I dunno! I like nice people who are funny and a bit different and aren't terribly concerned about what the masses are doing (idk hashtag just aquarius things I suppose) but also - hands! love expressive talkers, love hands. People with big smiles and the ability to poke a bit of good natured fun at themselves and the craziness of the world.

What’s your eye color? blue!

Scary movies or happy endings? oh ya girl is a sap so give me a happy ending every time, although points if it's a scary movie with some sort of happy(ish) ending

Any talents? hm, I guess I can string a coherent sentence together! I used to really enjoy acting in drama class, does making people laugh count as a talent? I like making people feel good I suppose, I'm the biggest cheerleader for people I'm close with

Where were you born? ACT, Australia

What are your hobbies? reading, wasting hours on the internet, RPing, sometimes graphic design/website design (just for funsies), writing, cross stitch

Do you have any pets? I wish I did! can't really have them where I'm renting atm so I yearn and admire all the neighborhood cats

How tall are you? what is height? is it nice? 5'3 repping for the shorties club here

Favorite subject in school? we had a subject called literature which was my absolute jam since it meant spending time studying all my favorite authors

Dream job? well I always wanted to be a writer, or an actor possibly but my anxiety said lmao no to the latter and the former I suppose I am in the way everybody who writes is a writer, just y'know, not so much in the way that it pays my bills

do I even know 15 people stress free tag (this is just a list of people I think are neat):

@toniestank @obiwho @meidui @yourbuckies @sparkagrace @musette22 @somanywords @maplefiasco @cable-knit-sweater @voylitscope @vivelarevolution13 @fandomfluffandfuck @dharmasharks @rillils

[swagmagussupreme]

@whiterose-fans-blog White Rose in Bloom, Day 8: Free day

I, uh... thought it would be cute to do something like my christmas oneshot, just putting all the rubys and weisses from Knights of the White Rose, Darkening Horizons, and Biotechnical Engineer, but... uh... it ended up sad. whoops. sorry for anyone who doesn't have the context for these, but the idea hit me and i ran with it. c'est la vie.

cw for suggestive content, mentioned drug abuse/addiction, and mentions of all the shit that's in Darkening Horizons/Twilight Concerto. Spoilers for all of them, too, and this obviously isn't canon to these stories lol. If only.

At this point, Weiss wasn't really weirded out by anything— losing an arm does that to you— so when she slid into a booth between two Weisses, it didn't even feel like anything. She'd already had that Christmas thing with ol’ medieval-Weiss, but the third one was different. She was, like… a robot. She had spindly robot legs and porcelain doll-looking arms, and her voice (which had the heaviest High Atlesian accent of them all) did a weird double tone sometimes.

And with three Weisses came three Rubys, which was considerably less weird than the robot-Weiss. Old-timey Ruby was much more scarred in the face, now— moreso than everyone at the table, combined— and wore the third Ruby’s big canvas coat over what was a pretty fucking skimpy tunic. She seemed distantly troubled.

And the third Ruby was just… older, like Weiss³ was, and a little closer to the thick side than the other ones. She didn’t even have any visible marks or old wounds on her. What was weird was how many obscene, worryingly dark hickeys and bite marks were glaring out from her neck and collar, taunting the other Weisses in their virginity. Weiss Prime stared at Weiss³, searching for any similar marks.

She didn't see any, at least for a bit. Then she blinked. She blinked harder, wiping her eyes. Had… had she purposefully failed to fully conceal the giant, hand-shaped bruises around the entirety of her throat. What the fuck was wrong with these freaks!

Weiss swallowed, shuffling in her seat. Weiss³ stared at her smirkingly. Old-timey Weiss looked at the woman’s neck with pure, genuine confusion. 

Ruby— her Ruby, Ruby Prime, eyepatch and all— smiled awkwardly before pulling the menu up to her face. Weiss blinked, her mind tugged by a little realization.

“Wait, aren't I supposed to be a hostage? Why am I here?”

The other Weisses gave her a look of horror. The other two Rubys did, too, but Ruby Prime was the only one to speak with a surprisingly humored snort. “Yeah, and I'm supposed to be going through a whole magic-curse-DID-type thing to cope with all the trauma and the horrifying visions of the future that I'm regularly assaulted with— you would hate my alter.”

Weiss blinked. Weiss blinked. Weiss blinked.

Two Rubys blinked. 

“But let's not think about—”

“I just killed someone,” medieval-Ruby stated, her voice coming low out of her silence. “Well, he died and I let it happen on purpose. Then I, uh… might have gone mad. Slashed his neck.” She tightened the coat around herself. “He killed mom. Even if mom was bad, he… he killed her.”

“I developed a craving for sap,” that Ruby’s Weiss said, her voice strange, affected by some kind of tremor or something. Weiss looked at her hands and noticed they had an underlying quiver, then got to watch as that Weiss pulled her cheek aside, displaying four giant fangs slicing from her gums on one side, replacing her top and bottom canines and their neighboring incisors, with a matching set of four more on her other side. “It's a magical substance from the Forever Fall, I imbibed too greedily and it shifted my body. Now I'm afflicted by a compulsion towards it. It is… not pleasant.”

“Holy shit,” Weiss Prime mused, leaning closer with Weiss³ to get a closer look at her fangs— and they were fangs, and they were— “Badass!”

Fang-Weiss reeled. “Wh-what? Bad… what? What does that mean!”

“Geil!” Weiss³ added, getting an immediate nod followed by intense confusion from Weiss Prime.

“Sprichst du—” Weiss shook her head and interrupted herself, focusing instead on her old-timey counterpart. She shook her shoulder, her expression in its best attempt at genuine encouragement. “You can beat this addiction! Your fangs are cool as hell!”

She looked to Ruby Prime for approval, only to be surprised by mirrored approval from all three Rubys— a doting smile, a warm silver gaze— and it was all kind of too much. She couldn't help herself, okay! She was still a teenager! So what if the thought of all three Rubys at once was enough to make her blush! Gods, she was worse than Weiss³!

After a period that really shouldn't have been so long, a server swung by the table— a tall guy with caramel skin, black hair tied back in a tight ponytail, and black cat-ears. The pre and post-Rubys reacted the quickest and most smoothly— the most scarred Ruby merely raised her brows before shrugging without worry, and the least scarred Ruby only gave the faunus’ features a passing glance before realizing she had a menu to order from.

The Weisses reacted… differently, to say the least. Perhaps the fanged Weiss hadn't noticed Blake’s faunus features before, but nobody had said anything about the weird elf-looking Blake, either, so she stared in pure shock at the guy’s cat ears. Robo-Weiss openly glared at them like they'd jump out and bite her, and not in the fun way that she clearly enjoyed. The server returned their wary looks, but took the unanimous, mouthed apologies from the prime couple as a good excuse to leave, with a last request of waters being called out by Ruby Prime.

“Vat in ze fuck vas zat?” Weiss³ (which Weiss realized was like ice-cube, which made her kinda miss Yang’s jokes, which made her realize Yang was probably having a nasty six-way with all her Blakes and Yangs, which made her gag) spat. “I thought zose people vere extinct!”

Weiss cringed into a singularity. 

“Cool it on the racism, babe,” Rube-cubed smoothly advised, and wow her voice was… wow. “Things are different here. Better, right?”

She sent a questing look to eyepatch-Ruby, which was answered with an unfortunate wince. “Ehhhhhh?” she tepidly said. “Not… really? Not at all? Better than extinct, but… I mean, racism’s obviously super bad and looked down upon, but, like, realistically? Yeah it's bad.”

“Ah, you hear that?” Ruby³ said, smirking at her own partner. “It's bad. No racism, Weiss.”

“But—”

“Babe! They're literally extinct! They’ve only ever lived in our history books!” Ruby hissed, keeping her voice quiet but still hot. “Give ‘em some slack, okay?”

Weiss-cube huffed, but crossed her metal arms and begrudgingly nodded. Her Ruby offered a smile in return. That seemed to mull her over.

“But what was that?” Weiss’ medieval clone asked, her voice hushed. 

“Who,” Weiss Prime gently corrected. “And he is a faunus. Sort of a, uh…” oh wow ‘animal-person’ would sound super racist. “A person with… different… features?”

She gave her girlfriend a beseeching glance. Ruby rolled her eyes fondly. “You can say animal features, babe. Like, they are the features that are shared between faunus and animals. Cat ears, tails, claws, et cetera.”

Oh fuck, she called her ‘babe’, and just like the hot Ruby— the other Ruby! Not hot! Her Ruby was hot! 

Weiss’ brain had a minor internal meltdown, during which time she vaguely could hear another conversation between her Ruby and the old-timey Weiss.

“So, you guys don't have faunus?”

“Non.”

“Then your Blake is…”

“Fay.”

“And what's that? An elf?”

Ruby-cubied piped up loud enough to shock Weiss out of her blushing reverie, almost shouting, “Your Blake’s an elf?”

That Weiss scrunched her face up tight enough to show her fangs. “Non? She is a fay. From the fay realm, the Shimmer.”

Weiss Prime, fresh off a cognitive blending, stupidly asked: “Did you hate her, too?”

The fanged Weiss shrank into herself, wincing as if her words had been a physical strike. “Er… yes. I did. But she hates me more, and for good reason. We— my family— have done terrible things to them. I fear I will never grasp the true extent of what harm I have given them.”

The scarred Ruby leaned forward and captured her hand between her own, her face soft with an unguarded, gentle loving that Weiss had never seen— not even from her own Ruby. It made her envious. 

“Weiss,” that mangled Ruby said smoothly, then: “‘Babe,’” with a look seeking approval from the other Rubys, getting thumbs-up and big grins. “It's really not your fault. You're making amends now.”

Weiss only pursed her lips tight, making the bumps over fangs obvious against her mouth. She didn't seem as eased as Weiss Prime would've been.

The server returned with a round of waters, getting no more bewildered looks from old-timey Weiss and no more glares from Weiss³, and left after the one-eyed Ruby requested more time to order. The couple cubed took to their menus without issue. Ruby Prime leaned across the table and offered to share a plate of sliders, which her girlfriend agreed to with only a little bit of disdain.

Weiss leaned back into the booth and watched her Ruby explain what a menu was and how it worked to the illiterate, medieval Ruby, who also needed help understanding what all the food items were. She felt a warm smile crawling over her lips. That was her girlfriend. Her girlfriend. Even if they'd been officially together-together and in each other's presence for less than a day, Ruby was her girlfriend. Finally. She could just lean over the table and kiss her. She could do that. She would. She was doing—

“Er, Weiss? Me?”

The Weiss with fangs poked her in the side, her face thoroughly twisted with confusion. “Weiss Prime,” Weiss summated, using what she already did in her own head.

“I am not going to call you that,” Ren-Faire Weiss said. “What do I do with this?”

She waved her menu. It flopped like a dead fish. Weiss felt like an idiot. “Oh, uh… it's food. It's all food, listed with its ingredients and calorie count beneath each item.”

“What is a… cal-or-ee?”

“Don't worry about that,” Weiss waved her off, pointing to the menu. “You'll probably want something like this. It's a salad. Leafy greens—”

The Weiss with two normal arms scowled. “I know what a salad is.”

“Oh, er…”

“I want to know what un cheese-burger is. What is ‘burger?’”

Weiss cringed at the thought of such a virgin stomach handling that level of grease. “Uh… not something you want. Just trust me on the salad, its—”

The fanged Weiss shot out a finger, and Weiss suddenly found her lips sealed under a painfully cold layer of ice. “Non. I will be trying it.”

Weiss tried to pull the ice off, to no avail. She sent a pleading look to her Ruby, who returned a pitying smile before leaning towards the old-timey Weiss. She extended a hand towards the frazzled, white-haired girl, her smile smooth enough to make Weiss jealous. “Could you unfreeze my girlfriend? Her lips are, unfortunately, important to me.”

Weiss’ lips went from frozen to wet as melted ice sloughed down her face and into her shirt. Her cry was immediate: “Unfortunately?”

Ruby leaned back in her chair and snickered, then had to tip her head all the way back as mirth took her. “Your face! Omigosh, your face… oh… oh shit. Oh man. I love you.”

Weiss watched her girlfriend wipe her eyes on her cloak— the one she'd embroidered for Peaceday. It looked good on her. A distant melancholy staked Weiss’ chest, and she felt it crawling up her throat as she said: “I love you too.”

The exchange had been quiet. The other Rubys and Weisses were in their own conversations. The world was just between them. Ruby met her eyes. 

That lone silver was warm, but it was wet. Apologetic. Doleful. Longing. Ruby's scarred lips twisted down hard, locking any sobs in. She looked at her hands, her face twisted with shame, with guilt, with a thousand things she wanted to say, and with equal knowledge that none of it would matter once this farce ended. It would be her, alone with her trauma. Weiss, alone with her own.

What could Weiss possibly say? ‘Stay strong?’ ‘I love you?’ ‘Come for me?’ ‘I'm alone and I'm alive and I need you?’

“Alright, uhhh… grilled chicken salad and habanero quesabirria?”

Weiss jolted, so did Ruby. The server reached over them, passing the plates over their heads and towards Weiss and Ruby-cubed, respectively.

“Now the chili mango tacos and the, uh… jalapeño barbecue big-mouth cheeseburger deluxe with extra… everything? And no pickles?”

The stripey, marked face of scar-Ruby went wide at her own Weiss as she took the tacos. With a beaming, be-fanged grin, the girl took the giant, sloppy burger.

“And there ya go with those sliders.”

The miniature burgers hit the table a little too hard between Weiss and her partner, the sound making them both wince. The buns were normal. The meat was there. The fries existed.

Weiss and Ruby stared at their sliders like their gazes could meet through them. Neither reached for one of the burgers. Weiss took a fry, put it in her mouth, then took it out and put it in her lap. She'd never been less hungry.

“So, you can do magic too?” Medieval-Weiss asked, her entire lower face already drenched in brown barbecue sauce. She was, to Weiss’ genuine surprise, not detonating from what must be a million new flavors to her, including spice. Nobody before modern times had spice.

Weiss remembered she was a human and was supposed to use the gift of speech. “Uh, I suppose? My Semblance is glyph—”

“You're a half—”

“You have magic?” squeaked Weiss³. “Bullshit!”

Weiss looked at her in surprise. “Uh, we have Semblances?”

“I have magic,” the toothy one countered haughtily, earning her a thump on the shoulder from her own Ruby.

“It's called a Semblance,” Weiss Prime insisted.

“No,” corrected the two-eyed, many-scarred Ruby. “I have a Semblance. She has magic. True magic.”

The medieval (fantasy, apparently) Weiss brought up a couple fingers and levitated the ice cubes out of her glass, then somehow willed them into the shape of a hand with thumb and pinky extended, which she pointedly swept over the middle of her face. Her Ruby chuckled. 

“Wait,” best-Ruby said, raising one hand in a way that made Ruby³ reel— she probably saw the webbing of Aura-scars, bright red over her pale skin. “So you've got magic, and you've got a Semblance,” she pointed between old-timey Weiss and old-timey Ruby respectively, then to herself and her own Weiss. “But we've both got Semblances. What kinda dichotomy is that?”

“That's not what a dichotomy is,” Weiss Prime pointed out.

Ruby³ piped up bitterly: “Hey, what kinda dichotomy is you guys having magic and us having, uh, Weiss?”

“Einen Scheißdreck.”

“That's like ‘jack shit’, right?” asked the unscathed Ruby, leaning towards her robotic Weiss and stage-whispering.

“Ja, more or less,” that Weiss returned in the same conspiratorial tone. Ruby offered her a fist-bump, which she took with a giant smile that wasn't on her lips, but everyone could see it.

“You get robot-stuff,” Weiss countered, “though I guess we do too. I was supposed to, at least.”

The Weiss-cube looked at her and scowled, then at the Weiss on the open end of their table. In terms of natural limbs, they were ordered from most to least. “And vat did happen to Deinem Arm?”

“Ich schneide es.”

“Absichtlich?”

Weiss Prime scowled. “Ich will darüber nicht sprechen.”

Weiss³ shrugged. “Mein mech exploded. I am lucky ve recovered zis much.”

“Mech!” eyepatch-Ruby blurted. “You— you guys have mechs? Seriously? Like in—”

“Dein Anime, ja,” Weiss³ said sardonically, getting another one-eyed look of amazement. “Vat? Ve have anime, too.”

Weiss checked on the other two to see how they were coping with being left out of this conversation, only to catch a perfect view of her fanged clone clamping her fangs into the giant burger like an animal, with her respective Ruby staring, wide-eyed with a mouthful of taco and bright red splotches over her cheeks. 

Weiss let them have that weird moment, and went back to the convo just in time to hear her own Ruby asking: “Wait, so what do you two do?”

Weiss³ waved between herself and her redder half (fuck, she wished Yang were here), her tone warbling low. “Ich der Kapitän—”

Ruby³ interrupted her quickly. “She's in the— we’re in the military. She's the boss, I'm her technician.”

Ruby Prime perked up at that last word. “You're a technician?”

Weiss³ proudly nodded. “Ja. Meine girlfriend hat einen Masterabschluss!”

“I have a Master's Degree in Biotech Engineering,” the girlfriend translated, not sounding particularly happy or prideful about it.

“Biotech!” Ruby Prime exclaimed, her eyes glittering. “You mean, like, robot parts!”

“Biologically-integrated robot parts,” the other Ruby clarified, one hand stretching towards her robotic girlfriend. “Like Weiss. She's all biont now, no more robo-cybers; that shit's bad for ya.”

Ruby Prime looked at that Weiss, then her arms, and she stared for a long time at her arms. She turned to her older clone, her eyes sparkling. “You… and you…”

Ruby³ nodded slowly, comprehendingly. “You see it too?”

Ruby blushed, putting her observation of Weiss³ into a new context that Weiss, as her girlfriend, did not like! “He-eeeey,” she complained. “I'm gonna get a robot-arm, too! It'll be way hotter!”

Ruby Prime looked at her excitedly. “Ooooh, like with an extra finger? Or big arm-talons? Or, like, a big gun?”

Weiss reeled. “How… how're any of those things hot?”

Weiss³ let out a long, forlorn sigh. “Ah, Schwesterling, you just don't get it yet. But you vill,” she leaned in close, mouth to Weiss’ ear, her weird voice rumbling in dual tones. “You vill.”

Weiss slapped her away. “I am a minor!”

“And minors do not do zat kind of stuff in your day? For shame, you prudes.”

Cubey-Ruby snorted, “Says the one who—”

“What kind of stuff?” asked the fantasy-Ruby through a mouthful. Her Weiss was watching with rapt interest, even as she wiped her nasty face with a napkin. 

The four others went quiet. The sound of the diner washed away beneath their oppressive silence, all of it drowning out until Weiss³’s artificial parts could be heard whirring, clicking, shifting in place. The deadly silence was like molasses. Four minds churned, one question glowing orange like a hot brand to the frontal cortex:

‘Did medieval people know what sex was?’

“How're you guys liking it? Ready for dessert? Anything I can get?”

The waiter deflated all tension, and they were suddenly a flurry of compliments, thanks, and excited chittering about desserts. And the energy was infectious— it hit Ruby like a truck, that much was obvious— but it only took a few seconds for Weiss to develop an immunity. Her eyes landed on the sliders. Cold, soggy, untouched. Her tongue remembered none of the fry. She didn't ask for a to-go box, fearful that mentioning it would zap Ruby from her joy, knowing that it was pointless anyways. She wasn't really here.

She ordered some tiramisu for dessert, just so Ruby wouldn't feel bad in these scant final moments together. The others ordered… stuff. She didn't hear them. There was a ringing in her ears.

She'd fucked it all up. She really had. Everything these Rubys and Weisses had, all of it was gone for her. She'd been too scared to tell Ruby her feelings, too scared of retribution— not even denial— then time and time again, she chose to belay. She said it was for Ruby's sake, but she never gave Ruby the choice, waiting until her partner had to force it, had to say ‘god-damnit Weiss, let us have this!’ 

But it was too late, then. No time to be free together. Two kisses— one terrible, one amazing— and that was it. She was ripped away before they could even breathe together. Ruby was somewhere else, alone, vulnerable— not even herself, apparently. She had a hole in her soul that was begging for someone better than Weiss to fill it, and that bar wasn't very high. 

Weiss put tiramisu in her mouth and swallowed. It tasted like a cotton ball. The Weisses were talking to their Rubys, to each other, to her own special Ruby. The one who had one eye, because she lost it to save a bunch of lives, including Weiss’ own. The one who cut her arm off. The one who made something special, with her own hands, just for her.

The one who wasn't actually talking to the other Rubys. The one who stared at Weiss, one silver eye brimming. Her lips were straight and scarred; Weiss remembered how they felt to kiss. She didn't deserve even that. She'd played the poor girl until her strings broke, and now she was all alone with bags under her eyes and a grim ring of redness within them. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. She looked like she'd never sleep again.

It didn't have to be this way.

Weiss pushed herself out of the booth with a broken ‘excuse me’ as she stormed out of the restaurant. She couldn't feel herself crying, but she knew she was. She could just feel her feet on the ground, and an ache in her right wrist. She stood in the street and tried to stretch a joint that wasn’t there anymore.

It was night, and it was dark. She couldn't see too far down either side of the road. Her vision watered.

“Weiss?”

“I'm sorry,” she said miserably. “I… I fucked it all up, Ruby, I—” her voice cracked. “I'm sorry.”

An arm came around her shoulders, then another one followed around her waist as Ruby circled around her front. She brought them both to their knees on the asphalt. Weiss burrowed her face into the other girl’s neck. Ruby did the same.

“I'm sorry,” she sobbed again. “I didn't… I didn't think things would….”

“I miss you,” Ruby wept in turn, crying even harder, her jaw straining so hard that Weiss felt it against her neck. “I miss you so much, Weiss, I… I can't. I can't. I can't do this without you, I can't do any of this, it's— it's—” she heaved another wet sob against her partner’s throat. “It's so much. And— and everyone tells me to move on, not to worry, that it'll be okay, but they don't get it!”

Ruby’s hands scrambled frantically over her back, grabbing desperate fistfuls of fabric. Another sob ground out of her throat.

“I'm. Still. There,” Ruby groaned, her voice hitching, breathing like each lungful would be her last. “I'm still… I'm haunted, Weiss! I— I see things, I'm going crazy, I— I— I—”

Weiss hugged her tight, clutching her like she could physically hold the girl together.

“I can't do it anymore,” she admitted, sagging. “I couldn’t. I couldn't do anything anymore, Weiss, I— I'm falling apart, piece by piece by— by fucking piece!” An ugly wail rocked Ruby bodily, and she held her partner like a lifeline, like Weiss was all she had left. “I couldn't do it! I— I— I tried… to…”

Ruby’s voice shook with horror, with tearful dread. Weiss hugged her tighter, she breathed deep, she listened. “Tried what?”

Ruby told her.

Weiss pushed her away, both of them knee-to-knee on the street. The air was quiet. No cars came. There wasn't any sound. Ruby couldn't look her in the eyes.

“You… you're lying.”

Ruby shook her head.

“No.”

Ruby said nothing, did nothing. She just knelt there, limp, and noiselessly sobbed.

Weiss put her hand to Ruby’s cheek, then her chin, fighting the girl’s meager resistance to force her face up. She searched her features for signs, the things Ruby did whenever she lied— the quirk in her eye, the way she blinked— and found nothing but frozen, terrible truth. Her voice felt so thin when it came out, so weak, just like she'd always been. And now Ruby was… this. A victim. Of herself, of Weiss. 

“Why?”

Ruby said nothing. She shook her head, tears climbing from her cheek to Weiss’ thumb. 

She had done everything wrong. She'd already ruined it. Since it couldn't get any worse, Weiss kissed her.

Her lips tasted like salt. 

[humornaut]

My Journey with Omori

Hey everyone. Rather than my usual analysis-type posts, this is going to go into my own personal experience with Omori. I've kind of wanted to do this for awhile, because I feel like I have a lot that I want to say about this game. This post is going to have major Omori spoilers. I will also be going into some criticisms of the game (though not particularly heavily). This one will be a long one.

My Background

This might not be something that people care about, but I feel it is important to start with my life situation at the time I discovered the game.

In 2020, I graduated from college with a degree in game design. If you remember 2020, you can probably guess where I'm going with this. Everyone left for spring break, and the day before we were supposed to come back, they extended break by a week. Then, at the end of that additional week, classes had gone fully remote. My three roommates at the time never really came back to campus, and I finished out the lease alone. I never got to do any kind of internship, and I didn't get a graduation ceremony. I really didn't know what I was doing with my life, and finding a job in the games industry seemed impossible. So, I made a decision to move in with my aunt and work at an insurance agency. I was states away from anyone I ever knew, working in an industry wholly unrelated to what I had just dedicated years of my life to studying, but it was a job.

I wonder a lot if this was the right call. At the time, it seemed like an obvious decision, but now, I'm even more unsure of my skills when it comes to breaking into the games industry, and working 40+ hours a week can really sap your motivation when it comes to personal projects.

As the world opened back up, I started hearing from all my friends less and less, and life really started getting monotonous. Living alone is expensive, and I'm not good at opening up to new people.

Last November, by chance, a comic by twitter user Shrimperini appeared on my feed (it's still the pinned tweet on her account if you want to see!). One thing led to another, I saw some more positive reviews of the game, and I ended up picking the game up on Switch when I saw at on sale at a Best Buy.

Now, anyone that knows me could tell you, this isn't the type of game I usually play. I've always gravitated towards things like strategy games or rogue-likes. I only really stray from that in a few cases, whether it's to play a game with my friends, or just a game that I've had a long-standing connection with, like Pokémon. I did play Undertale and Deltarune (and loved them!), but overall, this type of game was not one that I typically went out of my way to play.

Also important: I've never interacted with any fandom in the way that I do with Omori. You can trawl through my Twitter, you won't find much of me talking about ships or obsessing over details until I started talking about Omori. All this is to say: Omori was a bit of a first for me on a few different levels. So, let's get into my actual journey with the game.

The First Playthrough: The Sunny Route

I unfortunately already knew a few details about the game going into things, but nothing that was too big of a spoiler. Something that I think gets overlooked is how great Omori's prologue is. In my opinion, the first night in Headspace is the best night in Headspace, bar none. It perfectly sets you up for what the game's going to be about, and I want to talk more about that later, because I feel that it really shines on later playthroughs.

Based on what I said about my background, you can probably guess what I'm going to say. Sunny's story and personality resonated heavily with me. At school, I was always the quiet one, just kind of following what my friends wanted to do until I started coming out of my shell a bit later on. Faraway is very similar to the town and suburb that I grew up in, and I know that many people feel the same way. Walking around Faraway felt like walking around my own home town today, years after almost everyone I knew back then has moved out and started their own lives. I mean this literally, as well, since I started playing this game right around American Thanksgiving, so I actually was back in my home town. It's nostalgic in a way, and I think that that is a major strength of the game.

I also do want to say, that while a Kel/Sunny comic is what introduced me to the game, I mostly assumed that it wasn't actually a canon ship. What I didn't expect was for the game to actually depict a close male relationship that does border on romantic in its presentation, which made those opening transition scenes of Sunny and Basil so interesting (as well as Basil indirectly calling Omori cute during the flower meaning segment), though I do want to talk a little bit more about that later.

From there, I feel that my experience was a lot like most people's first time with the game. I got to experience Faraway, then tried to rush through Night 2 of Headspace without paying much attention, so that I could get back to the real world plot. I didn't pay much attention during Sweetheart's Castle, and it's already-commented-on gameplay drag issues felt exacerbated by the fact that I just wanted to get on with it.

Real world day 2 happens, I got to meet Hero in the real world, Basil gets pushed into the lake, etc, etc. The shroud has started to lift on what's actually going on here. The North Lake segment got me ready to figure out what was actually going on, but first: Last Resort and Humphrey.

It was around this time that I began wondering if there actually was any kind of gay subtext actually going on. Of course, I had seen the Lost Library entry for the ride home from the beach, but as I descended into Sunny's subconscious, the way that the game started talking about Basil took on a much different tone. I got to the Branch Coral, and listened to it talk about how Sunny and Basil are connected by a "string of fate". This immediately set off some alarm bells in my head. A lot of debate has been had about this line, but for me personally, even if a string of fate isn't always romantic imagery, it certainly is most of the time. Seeing it written in the game (as something that Sunny's subconscious is saying, no less) completely had me reconsidering if there was a connection, which I hadn't really thought about since Basil's disappearance. I thought about the photo album, and how well Basil is treated in Headspace, and it just had me thinking.

I got through Humphrey, finished up the side quests that I still had, and it was time to start Black Space. Prior to that, however, Stranger lead me through Basil's garden once again, going over the flower meanings. I took note about how the meaning of sunflowers, as it was the first time I made the connection about Sunny's name and Basil's meaning for them (plus him literally always facing Sunny in several scenes lol). And then there was what Basil said about white tulips.

Being honest, it was difficult for me to interpret Basil as not being in love with Sunny after that, and Stranger's dialogue in some of the Black Space rooms really cemented that for me.

Black Space as a whole left me extremely intrigued as to what the plan was. The way it ended really left me in suspense for what was really going on. How did it all relate to what happened to Mari? I had already assumed at this point that she had taken her own life, due to some of the imagery. But what else was going on here? I didn't exactly think the game was going to veer back from being a horror title to turn into some kind of dating sim, but it was clear to me that Basil was involved with some other secret.

In a reversal of what I had expected of the game up until this point, I found it difficult to care about the real world plot of the game during day 3. It didn't help that it felt like a rushed resolution of the Aubrey plot, and I felt like I was simply going through the motions. I still have no idea how I'm supposed to interpret the key in the treehouse and how it got there, and it felt a little aggravating that plans were being made between Aubrey and Hero to include the hooligans next time, while Basil himself was still locked in his room.

So then, the truth sequence. It completely blew away my expectations for what the game was saying, and recontextualized so much of what came before it. Sunny had done something awful by accident, and Basil had done something awful to protect him. That last "Do you want to save Basil?" really hit me hard. I hadn't felt so part of the game until this moment. It was like I was Sunny, and I was mulling over whether or not I forgive Basil for the horrible situation his actions put us both in. The stakes are high, because it's clear that something bad will happen to Basil if I don't. I didn't actually know it at the time, but this is the first time you can actually choose not to save Basil. It's emotional.

And the fight. The way the game creates confusion as to what is actually going on between Sunny and Basil during it by using vague wording and hallucinations. Basil's desperation and the way his desire to protect Sunny as his "perfect" best friend come together, leading to the fight.

Memory Lane happens, and I honestly didn't think much of it at the time. It was cool to see some of the memories in better detail, but it wasn't as emotional to me as what came before or what will come after.

I would be remiss to not include that we learn that it was actually Sunny that had a crush on Aubrey, and not the other way around. I had already suspected this, based on Aubrey not being close to him in the photo album, along with the Lost Library memory, but I remember thinking it was an interesting choice to have Basil be the one to call it out.

I finished up the game, and it impacted me a whole lot. I wasn't planning on playing the other route at first, as I heard that it was just Headspace and mostly unchanged, and I felt satisfied with the story that I got. I walked away with the understanding that pre-canon, Basil had feelings for Sunny that he likely didn't understand, while Sunny had a crush on Aubrey that he was never bold enough to pursue. How they felt at the time the game actually took place is irrelevant to the story being told, outside of us understanding that these are relatable individuals, and I walked away alright with that.

Of course, after that initial wave of emotions from the ending subsided, I did have some criticisms. Sunny's actual friendship with Aubrey felt underdeveloped, as her behavior both in Headspace and the real world differ so heavily from how she behaves in the glimpses we see of the past. Unlike Sunny's relationships with the others, there's no real unique identifiers other than Sunny's crush. While I would not have wanted the only living female character in the main cast to have been treated as a love interest in both the real world and dream world, it would have been nice if the game gave us a little more than just the swing set conversations, like how we get Kel talking about their late night trips to Hobbeez. In addition, while I understood on a base level that whether or not Basil and Sunny are forgiven didn't really matter to the story being told, not seeing it happen left me feeling a tad empty.

Finally, I felt extremely dissatisfied with Headspace. On a superficial level, I could see that many of the things in Headspace were based on things from the real world, it didn't really feel like it had all that much significance, and the knowledge that it would be more of the same in the other route kept me from playing it. I occasionally visited the subreddit, read a few post-canon fics (Bask in the Sun by Lemari and They say Flowers are Meant to be Sunkissed by Witherdahlia being highlights with very similar concepts), and slowly immersed myself in the Twitter community.

Of course, as time went by, I started making my own interpretations about the game. I got very attached to Sunflower, as I felt the fics were the most interesting to read, and I already held the interpretation that Basil had those feelings for Sunny, even if I didn't think it even mattered if Sunny reciprocated (though I did like talking about their dynamic a lot). In February, Sunflower week happened, and I randomly happened across a tweet that pointed out how Sunny knows the recipe for a strawberry cake in Headspace, with that being relevant due to Basil's birthday being one in which a strawberry cake appears. This blew my mind a little bit, and I made the decision to go back and play the Hikikomori route.

The Second Playthrough: The Hikikomori Route

What I had previously assumed would be a slog through things that I had already done before turned out to be far more interesting. Without the desire to get back to the real world plot hanging over me, I found myself paying a lot more attention to the things that were happening in Headspace. Playing the prologue again was amazing, because I was taken aback by how it practically parallels the entirety of the Sunny route, right down to having to retrieve a stolen item and receiving an eyepatch after the boss fight. Some day, I might break that down further, because it's so interesting. But not today.

Pyrefly Forest and Sweetheart's Castle were much more bearable this time around, because I was paying attention to the little references to Basil and Sunny's friendship in Pyrefly, and the ways Sweetheart's Castle represented a candied-up version of the way that Sunny interprets the concept of "home". This time through Headspace, I saw the very subtle ways that Basil's thoughts "follow Sunny into his dreams". And then, rather than Mari leading you through North Lake, it's Kel. Stranger no longer tells us what Basil thought about white tulips and Sunny, but this time in Black Space, I noticed the implications that Sunny would open up to Basil about his trauma coming from the Lake Incident. It ends with Omori catching Basil in a bridal carry before returning his flower crown.

Whereas the Sunny route was this heart wrenching tale about forgiveness and guilt, and overcoming your fears for others, and how ignorance hurts those you care about the most, the Hikikomori route functioned almost as this deep dive into Sunny's subconscious. The fact that I was playing through pretty much the exact same stuff again but with a completely different perspective kind of blew my mind, and I wonder if this was intentional.

This is all to say that it was around this time that I was once again asking myself the question of if Sunny's feelings for Basil (at least pre-canon) were entirely platonic. Especially as I played the Basil Rush, with its new Tag Photos and Release Energy, I wondered if the game was actually trying to imply a romantic connection. And if it was, why? What purpose would it serve in the narrative for these feelings to exist? How does it relate to Sunny's crush on Aubrey, which surely must've existed in the story for a reason? And how does it all relate to the litany of things Sunny things about in regards to romance?

From a narrative perspective, I could reason that Sunny and Basil having feelings for each other that they could never healthily explore injects further tragedy into the day of the incident and Sunny locking himself away. It provides a context for Sunny's focus on "saving" Basil, both in Headspace and the real world. Basil is undeniably linked to photos and flowers, which are two huge symbols that appear throughout Sunny's mind.

Everything else is stuff I've already spoken about before. The way Sunny treated Aubrey parallels how he treated Basil, and via both things like his fear of spiders, and the way all the foods Sunny appears to know information on how to prepare being associated with Basil, his dynamic with Basil mirrors the way Sunny thinks of Hero and Mari's relationship during Memory Lane.

Playing through the Hikikomori route completely changed the way that I thought about Omori. It was no longer just the story of Sunny accepting his role in his sister's death, I was also now considering the possibility that the game did have a romantic subtext between its two deuteragonists, and thinking about the repercussions of such an idea.

As I completed everything that there was to do in the Hikikomori route, I was immediately taken in with the idea of replaying the Sunny route, with all the knowledge I now had from my previous experiences. First, let me say: Everything that I assumed about playing through Headspace a second time and was luckily wrong about, actually applied on my third run. I did not enjoy playing through Headspace on my third run through, and it will likely be awhile before I do so again.

However, I did start to get an appreciation for details that I missed in my first run in Faraway. Basil's little mannerisms during cutscenes, such as looking to Sunny before responding to Kel's insistence that they were all still friends, as well as the repetition of Sunny backing away from his friends' pain due to his subconscious guilt and fear of facing it, before the final payoff of Sunny choosing to walk back into the center of the room on his own accord during the confrontation with Basil. During Memory Lane, I took note that in the Treehouse Memory, Sunny asked to see one of Basil's pictures that had nothing to do with Aubrey, when previously he only asked to look at pictures of her. There are three different instances in which the player is reminded that Hero and Mari's relationship specifically is one in which they cook for each other specifically, and this information was now recontextualized with the knowledge that Sunny knows the recipe for a strawberry cake, owns a book about tofu (which he hates), and that's not even getting into all the stuff about smoothies in Headspace. Where Aubrey saying that Sunny "would listen to her talk to hours" was once a confirmation that Aubrey and Sunny did have any kind of dynamic at all, I now saw it as a recontextualization of how we were told Sunny interacted with Basil. (also, the "truth" being hidden in the toy chest, which is itself hidden in the closet was certainly a choice /j)

What was the point of all this?

Frankly, it's starting to feel like I'm running out of things to say about Omori. With every post I've made on here and Twitter, there's less things for me to extrapolate from Omori's storytelling, and it's unlikely that we will ever get any more added on to canon. I've grown to love this community, and I think it's so interesting when I look back at how I interpreted the game back in November when I first discovered it, and today. I hope that that will become evident with the mod that I am working on, Senesce.

Obviously, everyone has their own ideas when it comes to what Omori is trying to imply with its characters. Accepting Sunflower as "canon" (in the sense that those feelings do exist in some form) has deepened my love of the game and characters, and I love that other people can have entirely different interpretations and still be just as satisfied with the game! Even if it was all unintentional, I cannot deny that it has lit a fire under me when it comes to game writing.

I desperately want to create a game that has someone at home obsessing over the smallest details to extract meaning in the way I have for Omori. Flawed as it may be, it's special to me, and I'm glad I played it. Thanks for listening to me ramble about it!

[snormynight]

So…I started writing this in the middle of S2, loving the Wee John and Izzy bits and Olu supporting Izzy onto the cursed ship. I really loved season two but it absolutely devastated me and feel like I’ve been swimming in anxiety ever since then? If anyone gets me?? So I guess I’m plunging myself into art so here’s some plotless thing about Wee John and Oluwande taking care of Izzy.

Izzy shuddered, his whole body lighting up with goosebumps. He drew Oluwande’s attention immediately.

“Oh are you okay? The beds not warm enough I think.”

Wee John clicked his tongue, knitting a smidgen quicker. He’s sat on the opposite side of Izzy.

“Hold your horses. I’m moving as fast as I can.”

Izzy just rolled his sore eyes as he held himself tightly, rubbing his back against the wooden wall behind him. After their last dock he had managed to pick up a nasty cold that seemed to sap him of every bit of energy he had. The revenge found herself stuck in a minor storm, so most of the crew was up on deck managing that predicament. But when Izzy was discovered to be ill, he was banished below deck, lest he get worse. So there he was, smushed between Wee John and Oluwande (who were recruited to keep an eye on him) feeling useless and stuffy and a little bit queasy.

The ship gave a confirming lurch that all was still not well, and Izzy clenched his jaw, biting back a wave of nausea. He sniffled wetly, a tickle igniting in his sinuses. This did not go unnoticed.

“You okay? You look real peaked.”

Izzy flinched before he could answer, a hand coming up abruptly to meet his forehead. His temples pounded against the contact. As did his sinuses. He sucked in a raggedy breath before exploding into three sneezes.

“Heh-issh! Hrrush-ah!…aiISHHU!!”

He shivered as the wind howled on the deck above. Izzy became increasingly aware of the heat emanating from Oluwande’s right side and he wanted nothing more than to just lean into him. But he had to quite literally force himself to remember that he was angry to be in this predicament and he did not actually care for the two men he was sandwiched in between.

Except he really did.

Wee John shuffled a bit, making one big loop in his makeshift jumper and began raising it above Izzy’s head. “Here you go. It’s not finished yet but I managed a temporary knot at the end. I’ll get back to it later.”

It was softer than anything he was used to, and Izzy disguised the wetness in his eyes with a deep sniffle.

“S nice,” he muttered, before sucking in a ragged breath. “hh-heHCHUUE! Hahtzhuu!!…guh.”

He rolled his sore eyes back as he thumped the baseboard of the bed with his head. Even without the visual of the sea his vision swam. He felt drunk. His nostrils twitched in anticipation for another fit.

Oluwande reached down and pulled the blanket up to Izzy’s chest that he had kicked away earlier. “I’ve just noticed that you started shivering again. You do need warmth if you want to keep your strength up.” He almost went to comb his hair back but decided against it, not wanting to risk losing a finger. “Just a suggestion really.”

Izzy wanted to tell Olu that the blanket was next to absolutely useless, but part of him wanted to protect him from this knowledge while the other half of him was busy staving off another sneeze. Wee John patted his leg.

“C‘mon love, let it out. No use tying yourself in knots.”

Izzy shook his head, but his breath wavered with his heaving chest. It was coming whether he wanted it or not. His eyelids fluttered shut, collecting moisture there and he relented, nose scrunching up with a gasping breath. And then…

“Ah’heHChzzhuh! Htc-huh! Atch-UUuh!”

Izzy slumped forward, and Wee John caught him with a hand around his chest just in case. He propped him back up, but Izzy felt completely depleted of energy. He let his head loll to the side.

“Better at all?” Wee John probed.

Izzy groaned, shrugging his shoulders. “I ‘spose,” he rasped. It ripped something terrible through his throat. He sighed and then shook himself alert, realizing his eyes were falling shut.

They all could still hear the wind, but the thrashing of the ship seemed to have calmed into a gentle bob. Izzy’s stomach churned slowly in him while Wee John and Oluwande carried on in their own conversation. Izzy found it hard to concentrate due to the low nausea and his ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton. He felt his head move down on its own accord and desperately wished for relief. His head fell on Oluwande’s shoulder, and he honestly meant to yank himself back up, but then the warmth from his leg was seeping through his cheek and chest as well. He waited to be reprimanded, but it never came, so he gave one last sniffle before he sunk into the shoulder and drifted off.

Oluwande and Wee John gave each other a look full of triumph and fondness before returning to their respective activities. Wee John started another knit project and Oluwande took the opportunity this time to fix the hair on top of Izzy’s head. Izzy sighed, and he didn’t look particularly peaceful, but Olu reveled at the softness that shined through. And when Jim and Frenchie arrived to relieve the two of them from their shift, he found it just a trifle hard to pass the baton onto them.