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Only When You’re Lonely | Klaus Hargreeves x Reader

Words: 4.2k Requested by: @1pixie1dust1​ & @moodymoonchild98​ Prompt: I have a one-shot request! In your work Klaus is all "I don't deserve her" / "she deserves someone better than me". On that note.. I would like to request a one-shot where someone "better" than Klaus likes Y/N and she actually reciprocates the attention but Klaus goes out of his way to ruin and sabotage the budding relationship and has no good reason as to why he doesn't like the guy. Could this please take place in one of their off periods? Thank you! + Hey could you please write Klaus x reader with reference from this song : You Only Want Me When You’re Lonely - Jim Boyd. (Its a great song btw) Where the reader just want klaus when h/she feeling lonely lol. Thank you! Oh and love your fic playing with fire 💖💖 a/n: Decided to kind of merge these two prompts together, since I got the same vibes from them.  Takes place pre-Playing with Fire.

——

It had happened, exactly what he’d wanted and feared — she’d found someone else.

He’d chanced upon them out on a date late one night, spying them through the window of the diner and his blood had gone cold.  Was she laughing?  At one of his jokes?  Was that his hand on her arm?  Who said he could be that close to her?  Oh my God, was she actually gunna let him kiss her?

Tearing his eyes from the scene, Klaus whipped around, pressing his back to the wall outside and squeezed his eyes shut.

This was what he wanted, he told himself.  She deserved so much better.  So why did his blood boil at the thought?

Turning back around he let his gaze caress her.  That smile, what he wouldn’t give for it to be turned on him once more.

He had to break this up.  

This is what you wanted.  You pushed her away.  She deserves more than you.

Pushing those thoughts away, Klaus was already formulating a plan on how to get her back.  He’d made up his mind.  He wasn’t going to let this stand.

“Klaus, what’re you doing?” Ben asked as Klaus lounged against the alley wall, waiting for [y/n] to get off her shift.

“Nothing,” he grumbled in response, peeking around the corner surreptitiously.  

“Uh huh,” Ben replied dryly.  “Y’know, this is low, even for you.”

“Shhh,” Klaus hissed, waving Ben away.

“You’re the one who keeps pushing her away and now you’re upset that she’s actually found someone who treats her right?  Please don’t tell me you’re actually going to sabotage this for her.”

“Ben, I swear to God —“ he cut off as [y/n] rounded the corner, nearly running into him.

“Klaus?” she asked, clutching at her chest in surprise, “Jesus, you scared the crap outta me, what’re you doing here?”  There was a slight snap to her voice, but as her eyes came to rest on his face, her expression softened slightly.  

Klaus smiled apologetically, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck.  “Sorry [y/n],” he murmured with a nervous laugh.  “I, uh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I could maybe, walk you home?” he offered with a slight shrug and a hopeful look as he pointed off in the direction of her apartment.

[y/n] sighed, clearly deliberating.  “Alright, fine,” she gave in and Klaus’s face broke into a bright grin, “but,” she exclaimed, holding up a finger warningly, “no funny business and you can’t come in.”  

Klaus’s smile slipped slightly, but he shrugged.  “Fine by me, I’ll be a perfect gentleman,” he insisted, holding out his arm for [y/n] to take.

“I’ve heard that before,” she grumbled, but she took his arm, a grin on her face that made his poor heart skip a beat.

“So what have you been up to, hmm?” Klaus pried, watching her out of the corner of his eye.  “Anything new?”

She glanced at him askance, almost suspiciously, “Not much,” she answered offhandedly, but her lips twisted thoughtfully.  “If you must know… I’ve started seeing someone,” she admitted  hesitantly and Klaus’s stomach flipped, dropping uncomfortably.

“Oh?” he asked, as if he didn’t already know this and was already planning on winning her back.

Could you even lose something you never had in the first place?

“Do tell,” he pressed lightly, his tone at odds with the flurry of emotions that buffeted him.

[y/n] eyed him conflictedly, biting her lip.  “He’s an artist -- a photographer,” she finally said and Klaus wondered if she’d let him photograph her yet, his mind careening down dark avenues that twisted his insides.

Had she let him take photos of her that no one else was privy to?  Had she slept with him?  Did he know how to pleasure her in all the intimate ways that only he knew how to?

All too soon for his liking they were nearly to her apartment building and he forced the lie through his teeth, really wanting a drink.  “Sounds exciting!  Are you… are you happy?” he asked hesitantly, afraid to hear the answer.

The reluctance in her eyes however before she answered made his heart leap hopefully.  “Uh, yeah.  Yeah, I’m happy,” she answered, flashing a reluctant smile, and Klaus knew he had a chance.

“Well,” he segued, his eyes flicking to her building, the one he thought of as more home than anyplace else he’d been, “I guess this is where we part ways.  For now.”  With a dramatic flourish Klaus took her hand, bowing low and pressing his lips to it before straightening, a playful grin tugging his lips that was mirrored in [y/n]’s eyes.

“Goodnight, Klaus,” she murmured, watching him over her shoulder as she walked to the door.

——

“No, Klaus.”

“What, c’mon Ben,” Klaus whined, kicking an empty can down the dark alleyway before spinning  and sliding down the brick wall to plop to the damp asphalt.  “I thought we were friends!” he cried.

“Not when you’re acting like this, we’re not,” Ben replied, watching Klaus from across the alley, his hood pulled up over his head.

“Don’t you wanna help bring [y/n] and I back together again?” Klaus asked dramatically.

“Not like this,” Ben snapped, “and not so you can just leave her again when things get hard.”

“Bennnnn,” Klaus whined again, fixing his brother’s apparition with his most pleading stare.

“No.  Even if I could possess people, I wouldn’t do that, not to some stranger.  What if he’s a good guy, Klaus?”

“What if he’s not?”  Klaus snapped back, reaching into the pocket of his dark patchwork coat for the little baggie tucked inside.  Dumping the pills into his palm he studiously avoided glancing at Ben -- knowing the familiar disappointed look that was surely waiting for him and he popped the drugs into his mouth to swallow, leaning his head back against the wall and letting his eyes droop shut.

Ben sighed.  “If you really want [y/n] back, you’re gunna have to do it the right way.  Put in the work, show her you want to be better.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Klaus exclaimed dismissively, waving Ben’s words away for the moment, wanting to enjoy his high.  “I just have to remind her what all she’s missing,” he murmured.

——

“This is not what I meant, when I said put the work in,” Ben pointed out the next day as Klaus waited outside [y/n]’s building, coffee in hand.

“It’s not?” Klaus asked flippiantly, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“No, this is… stalking,” Ben exclaimed, throwing his hands up, but Klaus ignored him.

“[y/n]!” he called instead as she emerged from her building, pushing off the wall and striding over to meet her, holding the cup of coffee out to her.

Watching him curiously, a small smile playing at her lips, she took the pro-offered cup and brought it to her lips, cocking an eyebrow at him.

“Klaus,” she greeted, her eyes flicking down and back up, no doubt noticing he was still in the same clothes he was wearing the night before.

“Sleep well?” he asked, falling into step with her as she began to walk.  “Dream of me?” he asked, flashing her his most charming grin.

Instead of answering, she rolled her eyes fondly, adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder.  “Klaus, what are you doing?” she asked pointedly.

“Moi?” he asked, gesturing to himself, adopting an innocent expression.  “Am I not allowed to come see my favourite person in the world and bring her coffee?” he asked, fighting the urge to sling his arm around her shoulder.

“I think it seems rather coincidental that you suddenly show up as soon as I start to see someone else,” [y/n] pointed out, though she didn’t look mad.

“What?  That’s ridiculous!” Klaus exclaimed, almost scandalized.  “I just… miss you,” he murmured, fidgeting with his fingers, “and whether we’re sharing a bed or not, you’re still my best friend,” he reminded her, his eyes flicking to hers, finding a hesitant smile on her face.

“So,” he exclaimed, brightening once more, clapping his hands together, “how about we do dinner, catch up?  You, me, your new beau?  You can introduce me.”

[y/n] gaped at him incredulously.  “That sounds like a terrible idea,” she laughed while Klaus pouted.

“What nooooo!” he exclaimed, leaning into her shoulder without thinking, half draping himself over her.  “I think you mean, it sounds like a lovely idea.  I mean, let’s be honest, he’s gunna have to meet me sooner or later,” Klaus reasoned.

Leaning into him subconsciously, [y/n] sighed.  “Believe me, I know that,” she muttered.  “Just… not tonight, okay?” 

“Oh, so you are meeting him tonight?” Klaus asked, a mischievous grin curling his lips.

“Klaus,” she said warningly, though it held no real heat.

“What is this lucky fellow’s name, by the way?” he asked, carefully ignoring her admonition and she sighed again.

“It’s Sean, okay,” she answered, “now I have to get going,” she announced, extricating herself from his arm and taking off down the packed sidewalk.  “Thank you for the coffee!” she called, turning back to him and flashing a smile that sent his heart racing.

“Don’t mention it!  I’ll see ya when I see ya!” he called back, waving.  She just didn’t need to know that he’d be seeing her tonight whether she liked it or not.

As soon as she was out of sight Klaus rubbed his hands together.  “Now to figure out where they’ll be dining tonight so I can make my grand entrance,” he muttered while Ben glowered at him.

“Are you gunna show up like that?” he asked and Klaus glanced down at himself.

“What’s wrong with this outfit?  It’s one of my signature looks!”

Yeah, if that look is sleeping in alleys and not showering for like a week,” Ben scoffed and Klaus lifted his coat to sniff.  “When was the last time you changed?”

Clearing his throat, Klaus made a mental note to find someplace to wash and a new pair of clothes before night came.

——

“So, what exactly is your plan?” Ben scoffed.

“Just go in there, make my presence known and meet this Sean character, size him up,” Klaus answered, peering through the window, having finally found the place they were dining at.  [y/n] thought she was being clever by not telling him where they were eating that night, but he knew her favourite haunts and it hadn’t been hard to find them.

Straightening his jacket and running his hands through his freshly washed hair, giving it that effortlessly mussed look, Klaus steeled himself and pushed open the door, heading nonchalantly toward the bar, carefully not making eye contact with [y/n] across the room.  It was important that this look completely unplanned.

Sliding up to the bar he ordered a drink, tapping his painted fingers on the smooth polished counter as he waited and as soon as the glass was in his hand he brought it to his lips, turning to assess the room, his eyes finally catching [y/n]’s whose face darkened for a moment while he regarded her with his best feigned innocence, holding up his drink before approaching.

“Well, well, well, fancy seeing you here,” he exclaimed jovially, not missing the way [y/n]’s eyes traveled over him, pulling a smug grin to his lips.

“Uh huh, fancy that,” she replied wryly and Klaus’s smile widened, turning to take in the fellow sitting across from her.  

“You must be Sean,” he continued, holding out his hand to shake and the man peered at him in confusion as he reluctantly took his hand.

“Yeah, that--that’s me,” he replied, “I’m not exactly sure who you are, unfortunately.”  His eyes flicked to [y/n] questioningly and she sighed.

“Sean, this is… Klaus,” she introduced hesitantly, her gaze flicking nervously between the two.  

“It was nice to meet you, man.  Now if you’ll excuse us--” Sean said with a nod, directing an uncertain smile at him, before turning back to [y/n], the dismission in his voice clear, but Klaus merely grinned, pulling over the chair from the adjacent table and swung his leg over it, leaning forward and resting his arms over the chair back.

“So, you’re a photographer?” he asked, sipping his drink and Sean blinked, frowning as Klaus made no move to leave. 

“Uhm, yeah, how did you--?”

“Oh, [y/n] told me,” Klaus explained, swirling the drink in his glass.  “Y’know she’d make such a great model, I mean, she has no bad angles,” he continued, his eyes flicking to [y/n], winking at her cheekily.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” Sean replied, his lilting voice taunting, turning the tables on Klaus and he turned to gape at him.  “I’m excited to get her behind the viewfinder.”  Now it was Sean’s turn to wink across the table at [y/n] who flushed slightly.

His grin faltering, Klaus hid it by tilting back the rest of his drink and knocking on the table, interrupting their moment and signaling his departure as he made to stand.

“Well, again, it was nice to meet you…” he trailed off, snapping his fingers as if trying to remember the fellow’s name, even though of course he did.  He did have to hand it to [y/n], she had good taste.

“Sean,” Sean provided, reaching across the table to slip his hand over [y/n]’s, watching Klaus carefully, clearly aware what he was up to.

“Right,” Klaus muttered, turning to nod to [y/n], his smile tight.  “You kids have a nice night.  Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Outside, Klaus’s grin disappeared, replaced by a scowl and Ben folded his arms.

“So what exactly did that accomplish, other than making a fool of yourself?” he asked and Klaus sighed.

“That was just step one,” he explained with a huff, “but it’s planted the seeds and now I just have to water them.”  

Ben rolled his eyes.  “Oh yeah, because you have such a green thumb.”

“Shut up, Ben, you’ll see,” Klaus insisted as he turned to stumble away, ready for another drink and a hit to take the edge off and banish the sight of [y/n]’s hand in Sean’s.

——

Over the next several weeks Klaus engrained himself back into [y/n]’s everyday life as if he’d never left, being the best friend she could ask for, and no matter where she turned, he was always there -- much to Sean’s obvious chagrin.

If Sean showed up for movie night, Klaus was already there, painting [y/n]’s nails.  If they went out, he somehow always managed to bump into them.  Every chance he could get to remind the other man that he was still very much in the picture and that he wasn’t going anywhere, he took it and he could tell he was starting to get under Sean’s skin.

And oh what Klaus wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall during the conversations they no doubt had about him. 

So what if Ben wouldn’t help him, Klaus felt like a ghost himself, his presence, his very name haunting [y/n]’s new beau as surely as any spectre.

And as time wore on he could see [y/n] cracking -- the lingering glances, the subtle touches that lasted a little too long, slipping from friendly to intimate, leading finally to an almost kiss that he could tell practically pained her to pull away from, half-heartedly admonishing him for being so tempting.

He was so close, he could feel it.  Klaus was in the home stretch now.

Now he just needed to nail the final nail in the coffin.

Weaving his way through the crowd, Klaus headed for the bar, waiting for [y/n]’s band to take the stage.  They may only be local openers, but he smiled fondly, remembering the very first gig they played, him cheering them on to the smattering of applause.

“Oh.  Hey,” a familiar voice behind him said, and Klaus turned to find Sean joining him at the bar.  “Guess I really shouldn’t be all that surprised to see you here.”  There was a tenseness to his tone that made Klaus grin smugly.

“Nope, I’ll always be around,” he replied off-handedly, though the message behind his words was clear and Sean nodded uncomfortably before ordering a beer and settling in for the show.

“You know, I helped [y/n] buy her first guitar,” Klaus reminisced, a dazed grin crossing his face at the memory.  “It was only a cheap pawn shop thing, but it became her most prized possession.  She taught herself how to play on that damned thing.”

“How long have you known her?” Sean asked softly and Klaus took a sip of his drink.

“Oh, comin’ up on almost fifteen years,” he mused proudly, counting on his fingers before flicking ash off the end of his cigarette.

Before either man could speak further [y/n]’s band took the stage, her eyes meeting Klaus’s across the room as an excited smile crossed her face, before her gaze moved to Sean, and Klaus could feel the other man’s eyes on him as they began to play.

“[y/n]’s told me about you, you know,” Sean said suddenly, taking Klaus by surprise and his eyebrows raised as he tore his eyes from the stage to face the other fellow.

“Oh?” he asked, curious as to what she had to say about him.  “Good things, I hope,” he continued with a chuckle and Sean’s tight smile didn’t reach his eyes.

“I truly don’t see what she sees in you,” he answered coldly.  “All I see is a charming addict who manipulates people to get what he wants.  And I have a feeling you’re not gunna give up until you have her back.”

Klaus stared straight ahead, frowning thoughtfully, determined not to let it show that maybe his words might have gotten under his skin a bit.

“Well,” he said flippantly after a long moment, gesturing with his cigarette and flashing a grin, “charming is my middle name, after all.”

Sean shook his head, falling into silence once more to finish watching [y/n]’s set.  

Once the last song ended and the band cleared their gear off the stage so the headliners could get set up [y/n] trailed to the bar, grinning widely, practically beaming, and Klaus didn’t fail to notice the other man’s sad smile as he watched her approach, her eyes seeking Klaus out first.

Fuck, he wanted to kiss her so badly right then.

When she pulled him in for a hug, whispering in his ear, “I’m so glad you came tonight,” he nearly did kiss her.

“Of course, wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

That night, even though she didn’t leave with him, Klaus fell asleep buoyed by the thought that it shouldn’t be long now til she came back to him.  She hadn’t looked at him like that since she’d last called him her’s.

It was a continuous buzzing that woke him late the next afternoon and though he felt slightly hungover still, the late evening sunlight streaming through the blinds making him blink blearily, the sight of the name on his caller id had him jumping awake, nearly falling off the couch.  He’d never been happier to have minutes remaining on his phone than right now.

“[y/n]!” he answered brightly, pushing himself up to run his free hand through his short messy curls.  Moments later however, the sound of her sniffles on the other end of the line made his stomach drop, flipping a strange somersault of hope and shame that left him a little queasy.

Shh, that’s just the alcohol.

“What--what’s wrong?” Klaus asked quickly.

“...Sean broke up with me,” [y/n] answered thickly, “can… can you come over?”

“I’ll be right there,” he assured her, rushing to shove his feet into his worn boots and grab his coat, slipping it over his arms before he realized he wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath.

Ah, fuck it.

As he made the trek across town to her apartment, Klaus grappled with his guilty conscience.  After all, one could argue he was partially complicit in her pain.  But no, he’d never once actively played homewrecker, right?  He’d been good, he’d never urged her to break up with him, or threatened the guy.  He’d never been untoward with [y/n] or tempted her to be disloyal.  He’d merely just been there, letting them come to the conclusion on their own that it wouldn’t work out.  He wasn’t guilty, was he?  

No.  No, of course not.

——

“Klaus!” you exclaimed as you opened the door, your eyes puffy from crying and he barely had time to react before you were in his arms, pressing your tear damp face to his chest.

“Thank goodness you’re here,” you murmured, your words muffled and he quickly brought his arms around you, his chest constricting with affection, missing holding you like this.

“Are you okay?” Klaus asked, pulling back to look you over, holding the sides of your face gently, his thumb tracing under your eye to intercept a falling tear.

“No, yes… I don’t know,” you floundered, biting your lip to keep it from trembling.  

“What happened?” Klaus asked, shutting the door behind him and ushering you further into the apartment.

“Sean broke up with me this morning,” you explained, punctuating your words with the occasional sniffle.  “He said that he couldn’t… that he didn’t want to compete with you.  That you’d always be there and that I’d…” you trailed off, covering your face with your hands.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Klaus murmured, gently pulling your hands from your face and you hesitantly looked up at him.

“I know what you did Klaus, I’m not stupid, and you’re not exactly subtle.”

When he looked ready to argue, you silenced him with a finger to his lips and he merely watched you curiously, kohl darkened eyes following your every movement, his tongue moving behind his parted lips, sending a shiver through you as you felt it.

“Part of me is glad you intervened,” you admitted and Klaus frowned in confusion, his brows drawing down.  “Yes, I liked Sean.  He was a good guy, but like every person I date or sleep with, I always end up comparing them to you,” you explained, your heart pounding in your chest.  “And even if logically they’re better for me, or whatever, I always end up finding them lacking.”

“Lacking?” Klaus asked, unable to keep the question from springing from his lips.

“Because they’re not you.”

And with that your mouth was on his and you were pulling him with you to the bed and he followed eagerly, ready to make you his all over again.  

Maybe this was a mistake and maybe you shouldn’t have called Klaus while in such a vulnerable state, but you’d never wanted him more than in that moment and logic was not on your side.  You wanted him to hold you, to touch you.  You wanted to lose yourself in him and know that he’d be there when you woke. 

——

“What you did wasn’t fair, Klaus,” Ben said, watching him across the room.

“All’s fair in love and war, Ben, and this just happened to be a little bit of both,” Klaus replied, smirking triumphantly, his fingers gently tracing the slope of her arm as she lay draped over him.

“So, what, the next time you get bored or scared, you’ll push her away again until you come crawling back?  You can’t keep doing that to her, Klaus, and just expect her to wait around for you, not wanting more than that.”  Ben shook his head sadly.  “It’s like… you only want her when you’re lonely.”

 “Piss off, Ben,” Klaus hissed -- it was enough that his self loathing shared his brother’s voice, he didn’t need to hear it repeated back at him in stereo.  “You don’t know anything.  I lo—“ he fumbled over the words that nearly sprang to his lips, quickly correcting himself.  “I want her all the time, but it’s easier to leave than to be left.”

“How do you know she’d leave you?” Ben pressed.

“Because she should,” Klaus exclaimed, his arm tightening around her.

“Well, I’m glad we both agree on something.”

“I said, Piss Off, Ben!” Klaus repeated louder, frustration sharpening his words and Ben disappeared as [y/n] stirred in his arms.

“Hey, you okay?” she asked, pushing up to rest her hand on the side of Klaus’s face, worry etched in her expression before Klaus forced a smile, placing his hand over hers and turning to brush a kiss to her palm.

“Yeah, I’m fine, I-I’m great,” he lied, “Never better.”

[y/n] studied his face for a long moment before he leaned forward, distracting her with a kiss -- knowing if he let her look for too long she would see the lie in his forest green eyes; she knew him too well for his own good.

With a sigh she let him pull her back down to the bed and into his arms once more, her eyes fluttering shut, leaving him to wonder if there would come a time that she wouldn’t take him back.

[whirlwott]

linking back to what i last said....

( quick summary: huey getting bullied & that possibly being a episode plot with della or boyd or someone )

i’ve been trying to think about what the arcs could be for huey, dewey & louie in season 3 and maybe this is hueys? maybe it’s too early to tell, but huey feeling left out and alone could be a very crucial factor of his character development this season. obviously, as seen in astro boyd, it’s clear that huey isn’t exactly popular and is bullied for his love for the junior woodchucks and everything being perfect. maybe his arc in season 3 could be to do with him being left out and needing to realise he’s perfect the way he is.

it’s also kind of shown in challenge of the senior junior woodchucks that huey wants to prove himself and be successful at something. because he doesn’t have a lot of friends / sometimes is made fun of, he feels the need to be the best at something to prove he’s not a loser. he’s desperate to beat violet, even going out of his way to disregard the woodchuck rules, something he lives his life around, to finally get people to see he’s talented and worth appreciating. it’s also seen slightly in the internal internship of mark beaks as huey competes against dewey for the spot as an intern with mark beaks. he so desperately wants this internship, to show he’s successful and worth sometimes and when dewey comes along and manages to do better than him without trying, he feels sad and unwanted - like what he’s doing is pointless and that the situation is unfair.

being in a family, especially one like his, when there’s so many of them, it’s got to be so hard for him to get attention. for example, look at dewey. dewey is easily the most alike the rest of his family, besides donald, scrooge, della & dewey all crave adventure. dewey loves to explore and go on daring quests and would do anything to go on them. he tries to find an adventure in everything he does and because of his talkative and outgoing personality, he gets attention. huey, as much as he adores adventure, doesn’t get the exact same thrill from it. he likes the adventures bc he can use his junior woodchuck skills on them and he likes a challenge and none of his family are exactly like him like dewey is della & scrooge. now, while louie doesn’t exactly enjoy adventuring and would much rather stay at home, he wants to be rich like scrooge. his adventure is wanting to become as successful as scrooge so they both relate to each on that part. and louie got the attention from della at the end of season 2 when he went back in time. della now understands how louie acts even though he doesn’t exactly relate to the family. whilst scrooge is smart and della was a junior woodchuck, they don’t share the same love that huey does for the group & book. huey is also the eldest sibling, which means that he feels he has to be the responsible one and lead for dewey & louie, this is a normal older sibling trait. but it’s especially seen in huey because of all the personality in his family so he feels he has to show he’s the elder sibling, he just wants to be appreciated. so because huey feels like he can’t relate as much to his family, he really likes hanging out with fenton at the lab, they relate to each other; they’re both under appreciated, fenton by gyro and huey by his family.

after we have seen astro boyd, we’ve seen how huey truly feels. huey clearly isn’t popular amongst his other junior woodchucks and doesn’t have a lot of friends. but now, we’ve got boyd. when huey meets boyd, he’s excited to finally have someone who understands him - boyd is the friend who huey has been waiting for. boyd likes to follow along with the guidebook and boys likes to show he’s smart, even though he’s a robot and just comes smart. throughout the episode, we see huey going out of his way to prove that boyd isn’t evil. he constantly is trying to tell and show gyro that boyd is good because he’s just so happy to finally find someone like him. when they both go on their little adventure together, it’s clear huey is having more fun than he has had in a long time, finally with someone who enjoys all the same things as him.

here’s a quote from astro boyd between boyd and huey:

huey: are you sure you’re not bored? my brothers are usually begging me to stop. boyd: are you kidding? i’m having so much fun!

huey is so insecure about what everyone thinks and says that he feels like he’s making boyd annoyed too. he’s so used to everyone disregarding what he says that he doesn’t believe that boyd is actually having fun. he’s become accustomed to him not being important and everyone finding him irritatating that when boyd says he’s enjoying himself, huey is elated. he even goes and sticks the photo of him and boyd into his junior woodchuck guide, the one thing he would never tamper with. he values and appreciates his friendship with boyd so so much that he spends the entire episode proving he’s good. he’s so happy when he’s finally fully good at the end, showing he was right all along and his friendship with boyd is here to stay.

so huey’s arc, where from here? i’d definitely love to see more of his friendship with boyd and then getting to make more amazing memories together. his arc could be him figuring out that he’s perfect the way he is. as sad as it’s gonna be, possibly seeing huey being bullied more may be a good thing for his character. in an episode, he could maybe be bullied so much that he completely disses the idea of being a junior woodchuck completely. he changes himself and tries to be more “normal”. obviously, his family will be very confused and wonder what’s up with him. boyd could also be featured in this episode and maybe even huey gets mad at him? like boyd continuously tries to talk to him about what’s going on until suddenly huey just shouts at him and tells him being a woodchuck and following rules is stupid. this episode could also be a good chance to see della’s maternal instincts kick in. she’s going to want to sort out what’s wrong with huey and she could be pestering him and suddenly he just snaps and cries. this is a whole new field of experience for della and as much as she’s going to want to beat those kids up, she’s going to have be mature and comfort huey. we could get such a heart warming scene and i’m honestly tearing up just thinking about it. maybe even dewey & louie could step in an comfort huey, telling him that they love him just the way he is and they could apologise for “always begging” huey to stop. PLUS i would very much like to see them and webby destroy the bullies like yes :)

at the end of the season, we could finally see huey being happy with himself and much less insecure. maybe his woodchuck skills could be the way f.o.w.l is stopped??? 🤔🤔

idk these are just some ideas whirring in my head but i just hope that huey gets the best arc possible

anyways,,,, i love huey duck the end 🥺

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Rogue One: A Star Wars Story - What’s Old Is New - Review written by Daniel Boyd on 19/12/16

So our yearly Star Wars movie has arrived and after a complicated production it has released to rave reviews, with some outlets going as far as to compare it in quality to Empire Strikes Back, (which is widely considered to be the superior Star Wars film,) and it has even garnered a fair amount of Oscar buzz. This, along with the fact it’s a Star Wars movie meant that my expectations for this were pretty high going in and after seeing the movie there are parts of the flick that I loved and parts that I didn’t. When I wrote my Force Awakens review last year, I wrote both a spoiler free and a spoiler filled version of the review, but this year I have less time on my hands, so from this point on this will be a spoiler filled review, but the movie has been out for almost a week at the time of writing this, so if you haven’t seen the movie yet and are reading my review, well that is your own fault.

           This movie for the most part impressed me. I loved how well it tied into A New Hope and how it actually fixed that movie’s biggest plothole by explaining that the weak point in the Death Star was installed on purpose by Galen Erso while designing the battle station under the Empire’s thumb, so that the Rebels would have a chance to destroy it. I loved how the movie had the balls to kills off the entire crew of the Rogue One team at the end of the movie and that corridor scene at the end with Vader was possibly the best scene I’ve seen in the cinema this year, it’s definitely up there with the airport scene in Civil War. Those are the stand out positives of the movie for me, however there were also a few flaws throughout the film.

           First of all, that Grand Mof Tarkin CGI recreation of Peter Cushing was awful, the whole thing looked like a character from the Star Wars animated series. When he is first introduced it is through a glass reflection on a window he is looking out of and in that part of the scene it was fairly convincing, however he then turns around and the camera moves to a medium close up shot and all of a sudden it feels like watching a video game cutscene. Guy Henry was the actor who did the motion capture for Tarkin and that actor actually looks relatively similar to Peter Cushing, so why they didn’t just apply some makeup to Guy Henry and dye his hair gray to resemble Cushing more and recast the Tarkin role is a mystery to me, it would have also been a lot cheaper than the method that they went with. Either that or he should have only been seen in the reflection of the glass, since that was the only time that the CGI effect actually looked convincing. However, I did think that the CGI recreation of 1970’s Carrie Fischer at the end of the movie was very convincing and if it wasn’t for the movement in her mouth, I wouldn’t have known that was a CGI character. Another flaw I had with the movie was the how rushed and choppy the first act was, the characters were all introduced quickly and vaguely, then it took them ages to actually form up as a team. I get that introducing a whole cast of brand new characters in a short space of time isn’t easy, but Tarantino pulls it off in Hateful 8 and Inglorious Bastards and it works a lot better than it works here.

 In a lot of ways Rogue One is a contrast to Force Awakens. In Force Awakens, the plot was essentially the same as A New Hope and was a fairly by the book, traditional Star Wars story, but the characters were what made that movie, if Poe Dameron, Rey, Finn, Kylo Ren, Han and Chewie weren’t as well written, that movie would have been mediocre at best. In Rogue One, the characters are pretty shallow and underdeveloped and they are introduced quickly and by the end of the movie none of them have really had a proper character arc. However that is not what this movie is about, this film is about a team of people coming together in order to complete a task to set up the events of the original trilogy and in that sense this movie does what it sets out to do. An example of this is the robot character K2SO, who I thought was going to start off with no humanity, then over the course of the movie realize the value of human life and then sacrifice himself for the greater good at the movie’s climax, but it turns out that the only real reason that he is helping the Rebels, is because he has been programmed to do so. This I feel sums up the level of character development present in the movie and demonstrates that it is not necessary in the film as that isn’t the movie’s purpose. What Force Awakens lacked in an original plot, it made up for in character development and what Rogue One lacks in character development, it makes up for in plot and setup, so both movies have their strengths and their flaws. Bearing in mind that I have only seen Rogue One once so far, I currently prefer Force Awakens to Rogue One, but then I prefer Return of the Jedi to Empire, so maybe that’s just me.

The writing moves the story along at a brisk pace, but it is effective in that you are constantly kept aware of where we are and what is happening at least from the end of the first act onwards. The performances are also suitable to the characters in each role, but I wouldn’t say anyone was incredible, my personal favourite was Cassian, the Alliance’s trigger finger who had shades of Han Solo thrown in as well. While watching Diego Luna’s performance, I actually thought he would be a good pick to play Nathan Drake in the Uncharted movie. The lighting in the film is well used and the CGI is spectacular for the most part other than weird waxwork Peter Cushing. The space battles are breathtaking and the action on the ground is also exciting.

Now, let’s talk about the characters that weren’t part of the Rogue One team. Forest Whittaker and Mads Mikkelson are two of my favourite actors working in Hollywood today and they are both in this movie, but I feel that both could have been used more. When they are onscreen, they are brilliant, it’s just a pity they make up such a small part of the movie. Whittaker appears only to be killed off minutes later and Mikkelson is only in two major scenes outside of a brief hologram appearance and then also gets killed off unceremoniously. The reason that a lot of people will go and see this movie however, will be to see Darth Vader. He isn’t in the movie much, but when he is it is fantastic. All of this reminds me a lot of Edwards’ last movie Godzilla, where Bryan Cranston and the monster were clearly the best parts of that movie, but for some reason were hardly in the thing. It’s as if Edwards has this idea in his head that less is always more and if he doesn’t show what people want to see in the movie for more than a few minutes at a time, then he is being original and artistic. While I understand this way of thinking from an auteur perspective, it’s fucking Star Wars and Godzilla mate, just give the people what they want. It is far less of an issue here however, since the rest of the cast in Rogue One are far more compelling than the rest of the cast in Godzilla.

 Anyway, back to Vader. We first see Vader when Krennic goes to see him in his Imperial Castle in Mustafar, the same location that he was relieved of his limbs and burnt alive in a pool of lava. The way he is introduced is awesome, when Krennic arrives one of Vader’s cloaked minions enters a large room containing an ominous bacta tank, which we see Vader floating in without his suit on. This is the most vulnerable we have ever seen Vader since we saw him getting his suit fitted for the first time in Revenge Of The Sith. The tank empties and we see Vader’s stumps where his arms and legs once were and we see the burnt skin that covers his torso. Then we cut to him in full costume, complete with the classic James Earl Jones voice and force choking Krennic. He then disappears again for most of the movie, until the second to last scene where he is at his most powerful and this could genuinely be my favourite Vader scene of all time, perhaps even beating the infamous, ‘I am your father,’ scene from Empire. Vader in this scene is pure raw anger and power and the way the scene is shot and lit is fucking perfect, the audio and the editing fantastic also. The scene opens with a dark corridor with Rebels scrambling to get the hard drive containing the Death Star plans to the other end of the corridor and onto the ship that Leia is on, so that she can go on to get the plans into R2 in order to kick off A New Hope’s events. At first you wonder why the Rebels are in such a panic then you hear the terrifying breathing from Vader’s suit, but he still isn’t shown. Then the first and only lightsaber in the movie is sparked and it illuminates Vader in all of his terrifying glory before he starts tearing through the Rebels like a monster in a horror movie. This minute long scene is one of the best I’ve seen this year and it alone made the ticket price worth it for me.

Overall, Rogue One was essentially what I thought it would be based on the trailers. I don’t personally understand the overblown critical fanfare that the movie is receiving, but I’m glad that Star Wars fans like it. There are many parts of the movie that could be considered polarizing, such as the lack of Vader scenes, the dodgy Tarkin CGI, the fact that the entire Rogue One squad is killed off at the end of the movie, the absence of an opening crawl and Forest Whittaker’s raspy voice, which admittedly takes a bit of getting used to. Some of these elements I loved and some I hated, but for the most part this is an enjoyable addition to the Star Wars saga, I love how well it ties into and sets up the events of the films following this one and it was an added bonus that they actually resolved some of the original trilogy’s flaws. As I said earlier, I still prefer The Force Awakens to this, but I can see how an argument could be made for this one being a better movie. 8.2/10.