#OOOH I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE PILOT

[reysasoup]

I sense peak approaching ✨️

[lousypotatoes]

Make Me Burn The Candle Right Down

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5

Song Recommendation:

Dirty Laundry - Don Henley

Y/N watched from the corner of the couch, a worried frown etching itself onto her face as she watched Charlie pace back and forth, ranting about the new date for the extermination.

Y/N could tell that Vaggie was just as worried as she was.

"Okay. So the extermination is coming in six months instead of a year." Charlie babbled. "No big deal. Just a little setback. Nothing we can't handle. Just angels cutting our timetable in half. But who needs a whole year to save souls? Am I right? And next time wen they cut the time in half again and again, we'll just handle it, right!?"

"Yes, we will, sweetie," Y/N cut off, grabbing Charlie's shoulders.

"Oh, please," Angel said, scrolling on his phone. "Ya had less than half a chance when you started all this salvation bullshit."

Y/N sent him a nasty glare.

"And now...ain't no silver lining this time, toots." Angel finished.

"Just 'cause you don't think it's there doesn't mean that there isn't any," Y/N glared. "We just have to look a little harder."

"Well, while you bitches are lookin', the rest of Hell is goin' nuts," Angel said. "People are already freakin' out about the news. Look at what's happening in the Doomsday district."

Angel showed Y/N, Charlie, and Vaggie his phone. On it, it showed destruction, fire, and people killing each other left and right.

Basically another day in Hell.

But just a little bit worse.

Suddenly, a message popped up on Angel's phone.

"Uh, what is a donkey show?" Charlie asked, confused.

"Ah, heh, nothing!" Angel stuttered. "My boss, Val, is just freaked out about the news too."

Y/N suddenly felt like she wanted to leave the conversation.

"Like I said, everyone's losing their shit," Angel finished.

"Yeah that's true. Sinners are desperate," Vaggie thought. "Maybe desperate enough to try anything to escape the extermination?"

Charlie gasped. "This is the perfect time to recruit sinners for the hotel!"

"Cute idea and all," Angel said. "But you're really going to go out in all this?" he showed them his phone once again.

"How else are we gonna do it, huh?" Y/N asked. "It's not like anyone is just gonna show up at our doorstep."

As soon as she stopped talking, there was a loud explosion, knocking a big chunk out of the wall.

"Alassstor! Show yourssself!" cried a voice from outside.

"I'm going to commit some genocide, what the fuck?" Y/N snapped, going outside to see what was going on.

Hovering above the hotel, was a steampunk looking blimp being piloted by a snake demon.

Y/N saw that it was the demon who tried to attack them last week.

"Oh, for fucks sake," she mumbled, everyone else coming outside to join her.

"Face my wrath!" the snake demon shouted.

"Who are you?" Alastor asked.

"Who am I? Who am I?" the snake demon repeated. "I am the great Sir Pentiousss! Inventor, architect of dessstruction, villian extrodanaire!"

Niffty gasped, crawling onto Alastor's head. "Oooh, he's a bad boy!" she grinned wickedly.

"Huh, well if all that's true you'd think I'd have heard of you," Alastor said, putting Niffty back on the ground.

"I attacked you literally last week," Sir Pentious said. Alastor didn't show any sign of recognition. "We've done battle like...twenty times?"

"Well, you must have been really bad at this," Alastor smirked.

"Silence!" Pentious cried out. "Now cower! For when I've ssslain you, the almighty Vees will finally acknowledge me as their equal!"

Y/N rolled her eyes, already tired of this snake guy's bullshit.

"Ooh! Wait who are the Vees?" Niffty asked, appearing on Alastor's head again.

"Oh, nobody important," Alastor replied.

"Quiet!" Sir Pentious shouted again. "I will not hear anymore of your nonsenssse!"

In the blink of an eye, a portal opened up from the ground in front of them, long, black tendrils coming out of it. They grabbed onto the steampunk blimp and started to shake it around.

Alastor began to laugh very loudly and very manically, making Y/N move a little bit away from him.

She could hear Sir Pentious crying out for help.

"Oh! Please stop!" he cried out.

"Um, Alastor?" Charlie intervened. "I think he's had enough."

"Yeah, I agree," Y/N said, a worried look on her face.

"Nah, he's got a few more hits in 'im!" Angel smirked.

Alastor ignored all three of them, continuing to laugh manically and control his tendrils.

The blimp started to shake around more sloppily, making Sir Pentious fall out, screaming as he fell, landing flat on his face.

"Thanks for another forgettable experience!" Alastor smirked, twirling his cane.

A weird little egg creature splattered onto the ground, staining Y/N's boots, making her sigh and grumble.

"Thank...you..." Sir Pentious weakly said. "For letting your guard down!"

Suddenly, using his tail, Sir Pentious managed to rip a small piece of fabric off of Alastor's coat.

"Haha! Yeah! Oh shit,"

Suddenly, Sir Pentious was blasted away, screaming as he flew.

Y/N, along with everyone else (besides Niffty) looked at Alastor with their mouths open.

"Well, it looks as though I need a visit to the tailor," Alastor said cheerfully before turning to leave. "Best of luck chums!"

"Hold on a minute, you can't leave!" Y/N said. "We need your help. You need to do your fucking job!"

"We need a wall," Angel gestured to the giant hole in the hotel wall.

"Of course! Can't let my new project fall into disrepair already," Alastor said. "What would the papers say?"

Snapping his fingers, he summoned some construction worker demons, and some tools for them to use.

Angel laughed flirtatiously and pushed Y/N out of the way, heading to one of the shadow demons Alastor conjured up.

"Hey sweetcheeks, whatcha doin' later?" he purred. "I love me a man with a giant...tool."

Y/N grimaced and headed back into the hotel, making her way towards the bar.

She felt that she had been drinking a lot more since more people started living here at the hotel

In no way was she an alchoholic.

But she was coming damn close to becoming one.

"What'll it be?" Husk grumbled as she sat down on one of the barstools.

"Surprise me," Y/N groaned.

"You should take a break from all this drinkin' you've been doing lately," Husk advised as he made her a martini.

"Says you," Y/N talked back. "Every time I see you, you're either getting drunk, or passed out drunk."

Husk didn't say anything, continuing the make the martini.

"I know I need to stop," Y/N said quietly.

"Then why don't you?" Husk handed her her drink.

"You of all people should know that stopping isn't as easy as it sounds,"

"Doesn't mean you shouldn't try,"

"Have you ever tried?"

"..."

"Exactly,"

Husk and Y/N stayed silent, not saying a word to each other.

"You got some problems you need to put behind you, huh?" Husk said.

"What do you mean?" Y/N asked, sipping on her drink.

"The look in your eyes," he replied. "I've had that same look before."

"Everybody has problems that they need to put behind them,"

"Yeah, but your problems run deeper,"

Y/N stayed silent, thinking about all the past trauma that she absolutely needed to put behind her.

It's not like she never tried.

She just was never successful.

"Thanks for the drink," Y/N said. "I'm gonna see if Charlie needs my help with anything"

The barstool scraped against the floor.

"Hey, uh," Husk said. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but uh, if you ever wanna tell me about your problems, I wouldn't be opposed."

Y/N had to bite back a small laugh. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind,"

Y/N walked away from the bar and up the staircase.

She wasn't aware that a certain bartender was staring at her as she walked up the staircase, a small (very small) smile on his face.

Y/N was lounging around on the couch, watching Sinstagram reels.

Charlie and Vaggie had been gone for about two hours, out in Pentagram City trying to recruit new Sinners for the hotel.

Y/N would have gone with them, but she decided to stay and let them have their alone time, since they hardly got any.

Also lounging around the couch was Angel Dust.

It wasn't like she hated him entirely, she just hated how he acted, and how he was horny almost all the time.

She didn't like how he made being a porn star his whole personality.

She hated to admit it, but being around him brought up unwanted memories.

Unwanted memories she tried so desperately to bury deep within her over the years.

Y/N sat straight up when she heard the front door open.

Charlie flopped onto the couch next to Y/N, a disappointed look on her face.

"How did it go?" Y/N asked.

Vaggie sighed. "Not a single new recruit.

Angel shrugged. "Yeah. Well, who want to use their days not fucking and fighting,"

Y/N glared at him with distaste.

There was a knock at the door, Vaggie went to go answer it.

"Cheer up, Charlie," Y/N said, rubbing Charlie's back. "Things will get better, I know they will."

There was a loud thud, and the sound of Vaggie yelling.

Y/N and Charlie both got up from the couch, deciding to see what the problem was.

"Vaggie, what's the problem?" Charlie asked.

On the floor was Sir Pentious, cowering as Vaggie held a spear to his throat.

"Oh! Hello again!" Charlie said.

"What are you doing here?" Y/N hissed.

"I didn't come looking for a fight," Pentious said, getting off the ground. "I uh, I heard that you're helping people. People who want to be better?"

"You heard right!" Charlie exclaimed, running up to Pentious and grabbing his hands. "Welcome to our home of healing, our resort of restoration, our-"

"Are you fucking nuts?" Angel interrupted, standing in the doorway. "This chump was trying to kill us like literally six hours ago! And now you want to bring him in here to live with us?"

"Absolutely! This place is about second chances, and who deserves one more than this slithery...slippery...special little man?"

"Aren't you supposed to protect this place?" Angel asked Vaggie.

Knowing that Y/N was going to deny letting Sir Pentious stay at the hotel, Charlie looked at her with puppy eyes.

Y/N sighed. "I guess he isn't that much of a threat without that war machine,"

Sir Pentious grinned.

"Or even with the war machine, to be honest."

Pentious' grin turned into a frown.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Charlie cried out, hugging Y/N. "Sir Pentious! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!"

"Oh no darling, thank you!" Sir Pentious said. Everyone began to walk into the hotel. "You won't regret thisss."

"Eh, I give you a week, tops,"

Charlie walked around the inside of the hotel, giving Sir Pentious a tour.

"This is the bar, and this is the bartender. This is the curtain! And this is the new wall after you broke the last one. And oh! This! This!"

"Babe, you don't have to show him every detail," Vaggie interrupted.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited to have our first real guest!" Charlie said.

"Uh, what the hell am I then?" Angel asked.

"Well, you're an important part of our family here, Angel," Charlie said. "But you, um,"

"You always make the hotel look bad, constantly sexually harrass our bartender, and literally have never once tried to get better?" Y/N listed off.

"What Y/N means is, it's just nice to have someone interested for once," Charlie said.

As Y/N walked away, she saw a small frown on Angel's face.

Trying to ignore that guilty feeling inside her, she followed Charlie.

"Over here, we have our maid Niffty,"

Niffty gasped. "The bad boy is back!"

She then hopped on Sir Pentious.

"Never leave me again!"

"We're about eighty percent sure she's harmless," Charlie said. "And over here we have-oh! Uh, Alastor! Our gracious facility manager!"

Alastor was standing very menacingly on the staircase, staring Sir Pentious down.

"You've met our newest guest! Sir Pentious," Charlie laughed nervously.

"Ah yes. You're the one who ruined my coat!" Alastor said.

"I definitely remember you now,"

Charlie gulped. "Well, I guess this is a great time for your first lesson!"

Charlie cleared her throat. "How to apologize! The first step to becoming a better person is to admit when you are wrong! Why don't you give it a try?"

"Yes, um" Pentious stuttered. "Mr. um, Radio Demon sir, please forgive me for attacking you and ruining your very lovely coat. Um, here."

With shaky hands, Sir Pentious handed Alastor the piece of fabric that he ripped off.

"Ohh! Not many people have been able to take even this much off me!" Alastor remarked. "It must have meant quite a lot to you."

He then set the piece of fabric on fire.

Charlie, Y/N, and Sir Pentious stared at Alastor, while he just smiled.

"'Oh, I'm a bad man on the streets who never got enough hugs,'"

Y/N was sitting in between Charlie and Husk on the couch, watching as Angel read off of a script. He was dressed in a large trench coat and a tiny little hat, while Sir Pentious was licking a giant lollipop dressed in a yellow and white sailor outfit.

Y/N was trying her hardest not to laugh at the scene in front of her.

"'Now, where's an innocent kid I can sell crack to?'"

"Wow. Who wrote this?" Angel asked in disbelief.

"It's great right?" Charlie smiled. "Keep going!"

Angel sighed. "'Hey you,'"

"'Who me?'" Pentious said, batting his eyelashes.

"'Yeah you look like a kid who could use some...devils dandruff?'" Angel read. "Oh, for fucks sake."

"'Not me,'" Pentious shook his head. "'I have to go home and study!"

"'Come on kid, it'll make you cool like me...the crackhead."

"'The only cool thing here is to say no to drugs. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to not have sexual intercourse before marriage!"

"Yes! Oh bravo, bravo!" Charlie clapped, giving Pentious a standing ovation. "Wow Pentious, at this rate you'll be redeemed in no time."

Everyone started to crowd around Sir Pentious. Y/N looked behind her and saw that Angel Dust had an upset look on his face.

She wasn't used to seeing him upset, he always had a flirty smile or a lazy smirk on his face.

"I...I'm going to bed," he said, walking up the stairs.

Y/N debated whether or not she should check on him, but decided against it, already knowing he would just pretend nothing was wrong.

"I am so proud of you Sir Pentious!" Charlie said, ignoring what Angel said. "That was amazing!"

"You like me! You really like me!" Pentious exclaimed.

Y/N yawned, deciding that she was also going to head up to bed.

"I'm also going to bed," she said. "Night everyone."

As she was walking to her room, she was thinking about the day's events.

She couldn't help but think of what Husk told her.

"Fuck, I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but uh, if you ever wanna tell me about your problems, I wouldn't be opposed."

Thinking about him made something inside her stir, but she didn't know what.

She decided to ignore it.

For now.

IM BACK FROM DISNEYLAND

it was so fun

i miss is already

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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[boreal-sea]

I'm watching Twin Peaks for the first time.

Pilot episode spoiler free thoughts: I am hooked. The characters are all really interesting and I want to know more and to watch all of them like ants. I want to put them in a jar and shake it up.

Pilot episode - liveblogging, full of spoilers.

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Lots of machinery ASMR and nature porn. Not sure what the show's about though.

Who is this sad person making sad eyes at the camera.

Hello fisher guy. Oh, a thing. Oh it's early spring, those tulips aren't up yet. Oh that's a whole body.

Lucy's gonna tell everyone. Oh boy he gets to use the siren!

Andy's got a big heart huh. Ope, they know her.

Hi lady (mom?), Laura's not coming down.

That kitchen is red.

Does David Lynch have a foot fetish?

Gross, don't spit dude.

"We're businessy businessmen doing business"

Is this Mr. Palmer? Yup. Also, there's the sheriff. Sarah knows what's up. Glad to see he cares about his kid tho. So often the businessy businessmen don't care about their kids.

Oh, I know this music! Now I know where it's from.

Ow, my ears.

Ah, Bobby. Here you are. You're a greaser huh? Ah, smoking and drinking, it's what Teens Do.

Idk if the acting is good or bad but I do believe Laura's dad's character is genuinely sad.

No really, does David Lynch have a foot fetish?

Bobby I want to hate you but you are very charismatic. Random screaming student. Everyone just seems to instinctively know Laura is dead.

Bobby was driving his third girlfriend home, he wasn't murdering anyone. Hey whoever this guy is, he's actually ensuring Bobby gets his rights, to a degree.

Everyone also seems to have really loved Laura. Like. It's almost creepy how much they all love her.

Oh, it's the music again.

Don't be sad, just get some drugs.

Oh, sad lady owns the mill. Josie Packard. Why is the other woman so mad?

Oh, that doesn't look like a good time, girl. Oh, she escaped.

It's Flattop greaser guy. He was in love with Laura too??

Hello eyepatch lady.

IT'S OUR GUY, RIGHT? The detective??? That's some sleazy music, he's gotta be a detective. He's very cheery.

Dale Cooper, FBI.

Huh. Dale, you're a bit of a snob. Also, you're annoying. Am I supposed to like you?

What is in this psych's ears?? Also, creepy, yuck.

Ew, Dale's going really far up there under that nail. Oh shit, a letter. Dale your face disturbs me.

Hey blonde boy, you don't tell Donna what to do. Heh, Ed's alright though.

Yeah, I'd also break the diary open, it's not like she's gonna write in it again. Hm, "J" is not Bobby. Day 26? Cocaine? Lockbox key? Mysteries abound. Also, chocolate bunnies.

I kinda love this cop who can't stop crying. Andy.

I don't think Bobby killed her. Wait, how was she studying at Bobby's house at 9:30 if her mom said she came home at 9? Lol using a calculator to type messages. "She wouldn't do that to me" hmm, do what? See "J"?

Audrey does what Audrey wants. *snort*. Audrey, you're great. Terrible, but I love you anyway.

Ooh, who said that line about the picnic earlier in the episode???

I guessed there'd be a reflection in her eyes.

Oh - it's flatop kid. He's the biker? But is he THE biker? And just cause he was the person behind the camera doesn't mean he killed or hurt them.

Oh, I've seen/heard "Fire walk with me" online before, didn't know it was from Twin Peaks!

Flattop has the other heart piece...

Seems that whole family is a bit... in need of help.

Ronette, who escaped, was a sex worker or something? In a skeezy magazine. Also a photo of trucker guy?

Ok Leo, your acting is kinda bad.

Oooh, Ed's getting it on with diner lady? Don't blame him. But meeting at the Roadhouse at 9:30? That's when flattop is gonna meet whatshername!.

Oooh she was his sister. That's why sawmill lady was so angry.

"Who's the lady with the log?" "We call her the log lady"

Mayor is senile, apparently. Dale, don't scare them all by saying the killer may be among them and then tell them not to start a witch hunt.

~oooh nighttime scary~

Hi, old man. Oh, Donna's relative of some kind. At least her sister(?) is gonna cover for her. Harriet. The bros are here to grab Donna but she's not there hehe. Blondie is Mike, got it. Heh. Harriet, that wasn't much of a cover. But Dad? Grandpa? I wouldn't have told THOSE losers she was missing, I would've said "She doesn't want to see your sorry asses".

Are you really gonna leave Hank? For Ed? Are you? Love this singer though. Ah, so the other bikers? greasers? don't like Mike and Bobby huh?

Oooh Joe's taking her to "James".

I'd turn off your lights if you're tailing, that's just me.

I do like how like, not-glorified this bar fight is. It's kinda lame actually.

So here's James.... oh, it's flattop. Oooh, so Laura WAS into sketchy stuff. And maybe Bobby killed someone? Aw, James. I don't think you killed her either. I might be super wrong, but hey. And it's the music again. It's fine, you can trauma bond and kiss to the music. Eey, Donna, that's a good plan to hide the necklace actually. If he's innocent.

Oh, I like that Dale already believes James didn't do anything.

Bobby that's a hell of a look on your face.

Aw, Donna's dad is a sweetie.

Bobby, you're so fucking weird. But apparently so is Mike, so whatever. Two peas in a pod. Also I don't like you anymore.

Ooh Mill owner lady and the sheriff are together, and the mill sister is planning some murder perhaps?

Uh, what? Was Laura's mom dreaming? Having a vision? Screaming for an unrelated reason?

(end of episode)

[vypridae]

gifting you akutagawa and vox‼️‼️

[i feel it should be noted vox autocorrected to box three times]

IM GONNA ASSUME THIS IS FOR THE CHARACTER ASK THING AND IF ITS NOT THEN I APOLOGIZE SO MUCH ACTUALLY (also dw ive typed box thousands of times trying to type vox)

(this got long so under the cut it goes!!)

akutagawa

my first impression

hello when akutagawa showed up i think i actually was like "OH...?" i loved him actually so much (still do)

my impression now

LOVE AKUTAGAWA ... i dont obsess over him like i used to (thats reserved for fyosiglai) BUT I STILL LOVE HIM SO MUCH

favorite thing about that character

oh my god uuhmm im ngl probably his ability lIKE ITS JUST SO FUCKING COOL

least favorite thing

his bangs because theyre IMPOSSIBLE to draw

favorite line/scene

"CALL ME 💥‼️🤬😈DIABLO😈🤬‼️💥"

favorite interaction that character has done with another

probably the uuhh "DONT YOU EVEN DARE... COMPARE ME... TO THIS GUY!!" just cuz im sskk trash

a character that i wish that character would interact with more

CHUUYA !!!! 100% CHUUYA CHUUYA CHUUYA !!!!! HAVE THEY HAD ANY INTERACTIONS AT ALL???

another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

oooh uuuuhh i really dont have a lot ... uuh fuck hmm. i dont actually think ive ever seen a character thats reminded me of akutagawa for any reason?? or that akutagawa's reminded me of, at least

a headcanon about that character

GRAYSEXUAL DEMIROMANTIC AKUTAGAWA . also he has a soft spot for animals but refuses to ever tell anyone ever

a song that reminds of that character

DOES IT COUNT IF ITS A SHIP SONG ??? i can't fix you (yes the fnaf song) atsushi singing about akutagawa . this is partially because i was searching for sskk ship playlists a few years back and that song just was int he playlist and igot fucking JUMPSCARED

an unpopular opinion about that character

hello i dont think i have one BHABHASH im really bad at having opinions that arent what everyone else thinks i go with the crowd

favorite picture

he just looks so ethereal here give me a break ...

vox

my first impression

when vox had like 0.2 seconds of screentime in the pilot i remember being like "ooh neat dude. why does he have a tv for a face"

my impression now

OH MY GOD. POOKIE PIE BOYFAILURE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ES AWFUL AND I LOVE HIM

favorite thing about that character

dont make me cHOOSE ... im ngl probably the fact that hes like, "you cant go around doing drastic things over angel dust because what about our image as the vees" and then proceeds to do exactly drastic things as soon as he hears alastor is back BAHAJASKGHAJK

least favorite thing

DO I HAVE ONE ?!??? I ... CANNOT THINK wait i thought . the way the fandom characterizes him as so much better than val . NO HE IS NOT !!!!!! val has been shown doing awful things but vox is almost if not equally as bad as he is, just in different ways . fucker told pentious to khs of COURSE hes not good uwu boy PLEASE UNDERSTAND THIS *shaking the fandom aggressively by the shoulders* PLEASE

favorite line/scene

I HAVE SEVERAL IM LISTING SEVERAL

+ after alastor absolutely kicks his ass in stayed gone and he goes "FUUHUUHUUUUUUCK!!!!"

+ "NO!!! FUCKYOUFUCK YOU FUCK YOOOUU!! PUSSY!!" from ep 8

+ "THIS IS BETTER THAN SEX!!!" and the look val gives him in ep 8

+ "I AM SO ! HARD ! RIGHT ! NOW !" while alastor is dying in ep 8

ALL OF HIS SCENES ARE AMAZING THO I LOVE HIM LITERALLY SO MUCH

favorite interaction that character has done with another

MAKING OUT WITH VAL. I REST MY CASE.

a character that i wish that character would interact with more

again, i have a few, those being velvette (which im sure we'll see in s2), alastor (because its funny) and shockingly angel dust (im curious to see if theres jealousy there because he has a lot of val's attention a lot of the time)

another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character

in my head vox is just a waay fucked up version of sigma and i dont really know why

a headcanon about that character

i like to imagine that vox's hat has his tv antenna so its like al's mircophone that lets him have more range, if he takes his hat off he buffers and glitches like CRA Z Y so he never takes it off because antenna !

a song that reminds of that character

ive never listened to it myself but thanks to a friend assigning voxval i like u by niki i am forever going to associate that song with them (im gonna go listen to it . at some point)

an unpopular opinion about that character

HES NOT BETTER THAN VAL !!!! its not really an unpopular opinion at this point BUT LIKE . HES AWFUL LIKE VAL IS i know i talked abotu this earlier BUT LIKE ITS JUST RBRHBRHRRHR WHEN PEOPLE SAY "NOO VAL IS AWFUL VOX DESERVES BETTER" NO HE DOESNT!!!!! VOX AND VAL ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER BECAUSE THEY ARE BOTH ABSOLUTE SHITHEADS TO EVERYONE ELSE (minus velvette)

favorite picture

DONT. MAKE ME CHOOSE

this one holds a particular place in my brain tho cuz he looks like hes like "WHO CARES WHERE ALASTOR WENT !!!!! RIGHT GUYS!!?!?? RIGht!????!?!??" hes so desperate i love him so fucking much ALSO THEIR FACES AHASKJGFAHSJKFG "NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN"

[walkingstackofbooks]

SNW 2x04 Among the Lotus Eaters thought-stream

[7 July '23]

You know it's gonna be good when the entire crew are featured in the recap! :D

I love to pieces that Pike is Always Cooking!

"Unless it's a red alert, I'm incommunicado for the next half hour." Allowing so little time, that's being pretty savvy

"Maybe we should pull it back a little." "Your timing is perfect." Yeah, Pike, so you think she really wants to be broken up with /just after she doesn't get a promotion?? Ouch

Erica nodding at "This is an undercover recon mission" - I can just imagine her saying groovy idk why XD

"Oh. You did that thing you do." Yep, Una sees through him straight away

I looove how excited Erica is

Oh nooo! You can't bench her! That's so unfair! She's got the hat and everything!

"I'm fine. Doctors love being tasked for a mission because of their combat skills." Oh, M'Benga.

Oooh that ringing is horrible

La'an, noo, it's not just a headache, you know better than to hide something that's wrong! There's only three of you!S

urely having a way to beam back to the shuttle would be worth the risk?

"We know you come from Starfleet." WELP this isn't going to be easy to get out of then!

"It's High Lord Zacarias.... I'm a long way from yeoman." Gosh I already love this guy as a villain but boy why do I feel this is going to be a tough episode?

"Haven't you noticed how hard it is to think?" Aghhhhh

"Reason doesn't exist here. You'll learn that." Wow.

Yes, we're back on the bridge - will Erica get to save the day after all?! (Moretegas, moretegas, moretegas)

"As long as it stays isolated to Uhura, we should be able to manage it." "Bridge to sickbay" Yeah, no, it's not gonna be that easy, Christine. Aaaand I'm terrified for what happens when the radiation gets to you.

Some random person is really risking themselves to say "Wait" to the guard? That's lovely.

This is a terrifying setup. Perfect for a tyrant to take control.

"You are guided by your emotions. They are your truth. I find them convincing." :3

"What is this place?" Oh no! Oh no! You can't forget the Enterprise!

"I believe the answer is here, but I cannot read this." fuuuuu-

Ohh is Erica gonna find her log from the start??

M'Benga is wild good even without serum, what!

"I'm Erica Ortegas. I fly the ship." Powerful

You'd have thought someone would have thought to get the computer to keep sending out reminders earlier?

Oh no! Pike could kill Zac and he wouldn't even know until after who he killed!

...Or suddenly his memory will come back and he'll freeze as he realises what he's doing?

That's all stuff Erica's done hundreds of times?? Who even is she? Majestic. We stan

"It figures you'd start a revolution." *manic laughter*

Oh jeez, Pike is gonna be so upset with himself after this

Why would Zac taunt Pike so much if he doesn't want to die?

"I don't blame Spock. He's still got a lot to learn." HAH

"Your logic... Feels sound to me." that switch in logic v feeling <3 <3

"There are only a handful of people in the galaxy who get what it is to be a Starfleet Captain." I get that, but that's not really a basis for a whole relationship...

Pike in this really has felt emotionally like the Pike in the pilot episode, when he talks to Boyce, idk? (Mind, I haven't watched that in a good while so might be off)

[worthless-weight-in-gold]

    "I will do my best to tell you everything you wish to know." In their line of business they didn't always know who was hiring them, not by name, but that is being worked on. Theoretically.

Porter sends Smith a significant look, who throws his hands up in defeat and mouths 'break over' at Daniels before returning to the work of trying to hunt down their would-be betrayer. Daniels 'oooh's softly like Smith had been sent to the principals office.

Okay. Anyway. "Pilot --"

"I know." A roll of the eyes that he can't see.

Porter sighs. "See you shortly, Ms. Targaryen." He hangs up, and Pilot doesn't make small talk for the rest of the ride. She just stays quiet, then pulls into a garage underneath an office-space building.

Porter is there, waiting to greet Daenerys, to avoid her having to interact with just Pilot as much as possible. "Again, I deeply apologize for... well, for Pilot. Honestly."

Pilot flips him off as she walks off.

"What would you like to know first?"

Daenerys has known this man for all of one minute, and she’s already completely certain she would have rather him done the extraction, too. Maybe there’s a vein of naivety left in her after all, swirled amid her steel core, but she’s even inclined to trust his words. They ring with true sincerity, and truthfully, she’s not immune to a little pandering from time to time.

It also doesn’t hurt that the background chatter cuts away at their assassin mystique.

“Hm.” Noncommittal. She’s not going to give anything away; words could be turned and used, and emotions could be manipulated. “I expect that, once I arrive, you’ll explain exactly what your motivations are.” An even stare. “As well as who originally hired you.”

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Investigations (Part 2): Ran Haitani x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.1k

tw: none

masterlist

Part 1

song recommendation:

"So I've come up with a motive," you begin, tapping the one word on the chart paper as you stand at the head of the table. "Power." The other women gathered "oooh" and "ahh" at your discovery, which makes you smile and then launch into your train of thought. "This gang is upping the ante, and they're trying to wrench control of whoever came before them. Not only is it our job to figure out who this new gang is, but who the previous gang was."

Fumiko raises her hand briefly.

"But what if the new gang is made up of members of the old gang?"

"Then we have a lot of problems," Yoko mutters, rubbing her forehead. "That means we've missed a lot of things in the past three years."

"But we have a lot of time to catch up," you answer. "First, we need to make a list of all of the gangs we've seen in the past and their members."

"I can name a few," Naomi begins, taking out a small notepad and flipping through it. "Toman, Valhalla, Tenjiku, Black Dragon..."

"All disbanded," Naomi mentions.

"Right. But what happened to the people in them afterward? Who would know?" Yoko asks, raising a brow.

"Taiju Shiba," you reply, and everyone perks up excitedly.

"Wait, the restaurant owner?" You nod, grabbing your purse and smiling slyly.

"Are y'all ready for lunch?"

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"Taiju!"

"Y/n," the large man replies, smiling widely and hugging you closely. You relax into his embrace, smelling his expensive cologne. "You look really good. Your husband taking care of you and your son?"

"Always," you laugh, pushing his chest lightly. "Stop trying to steal me away, Shiba."

"I can only try, can't I?" He looks behind you, staring at your gaggle of friends who look like they've seen a celebrity. "Who are your companions?"

"I brought my friends; we have some questions for you."

"About?"

"Toman, Valhalla, Tenjiku..." you list, and Taiju laughs.

"Sounds like this will be a long lunch."

Taiju sits at the head of the table, and the rest of you are split on either side of the private booth, listening to him intently.

"I was actually the Head of the Black Dragon," he mutters, drinking his whiskey. "But things changed when Mikey came along."

"The head of Toman," Yoko confirms, pen poised to write, and Taiju nods, his yellow eyes glazing over.

"That kid was a pain in my ass."

"And who was the head of Tenjiku at the time?" you wonder.

"Izana Kurokawa."

"And Valhalla?"

"Kisaki Tetta." The names ring hollow for you, but the other women are absorbing the information Taiju is offering. "Why are you asking these questions?"

"We suspect that gang activity is increasing here in Tokyo," Naomi chimes in, lifting her form full of oyster to her mouth. "And we're trying to get to the bottom of it."

"Playing detectives, huh?" Taiju looks at you with amusement. "I'll bite. You'd be right; there is a gang that's been increasingly hostile in the area. But you really don't want to dig too deep in this one."

You ignore his warning, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"And is there anyone we can talk to about the heads of these organizations?"

"Everyone is dead except me and Manjiro."

"Anyone in Tenjiku, Black Dragon, Toman, or Valhalla who is still alive?" Something flickers in Taiju's eyes, but he sighs, shaking his head.

"Not that I know of." You know this is a lie, but it's obvious that this lunch is over when the others look at you in unison. When you stand, Taiju stands with you, offering you a small smile before taking your hand and kissing it. "It's been a pleasure seeing you again, y/n."

"You too, Taiju."

"If you need anything, please let me know." You nod, letting the others walk ahead of you. But Taiju pulls you back sharply, whispering,

"You're a lot closer to the source than you think. Give this up before your family and friends get hurt." Then he lets you go, walking away as you reshoulder your bag and rub your wrist, wondering why Taiju was being so cryptic with his warnings and lies.

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"Mommy, watch!" Your son turns to his father and tosses his arms up, laughing as Ran picks him up and pilots him around in the air while making motor noises. "I'm a helicopter!"

"You're so high in the sky," you laugh, grinning at the giggling child as you cook dinner.

You're a lot closer to the source than you think.

You stare into the pasta for a moment, unsure of what to make of the events earlier in the day. "You alright, babe?" You feel Ran at your backside, holding your waist and looking over your shoulder at the food. "You've been really quiet today."

"Just thinking," you reassure him, then turn your attention to your two-year-old who is playing with cars on the floor.

"Vroom, vroom!"

"What about?" You pause, then turn to face Ran, removing the food from the stove.

"You," you lie, but Ran just smiles, cupping your face with both hands and kissing you deeply.

"Always thinking of me, hm?" He kisses you again, and you run your fingers through his hair, moaning into his mouth. "Such a good wife."

"And you're the best husband."

_____________________________________________________________

The man across from you smokes a long drag of his cigarette, then blows it out dramatically in your face. You don't make any move to wave away the smoke in your eyes and look around the small office before your gaze lands back on the tall figure folded into a rickety office chair. His hair is long and black, barely hidden by the hood covering it.

"You have some balls tracking me down, y/n."

"I don't have time to play games, Hanma," you breathe. "Valhalla and Tenjiku. You were a part of both, correct?"

"Guilty as charged," Shuji mumbles, rolling his eyes. "What's the wife of Ran Haitani doing here in my brothel?"

"I need some information about both. And you're the only one I can come to since Kisaki is no longer living."

"Why?"

"There's increasing gang activity and my friends and I are trying to get to the bottom of it."

"Didn't Taiju tell you to drop this?" Hamna wonders, quirking his lips up.

"He came to you?" You lean forward, frowning. The sounds of the brothel can barely be heard all the way upstairs, but you can barely make out a slight moan in the silence that proceeds Shuji's statement.

"Of course he fucking did. You're sticking your nose in old business, babe. He knew you'd come here eventually." Shuji puts the cigarette out in his ashtray. "But lucky for you, Taiju and I don't really have any loyalties to each other. What do you want to know?"

You take a moment to think, but finally, you come out with your question. "First, who was in Tenjiku?"

Shuji grunts once, standing and pushing his hood back.

"How about we start with your brother-in-law and your husband?"

[uwua3]

if it's ok 😳👉👈 i really love your writing and i've had this idea in my head for awhile but i can't get myself to write it on my own 🤔 i wanted to see how your spin would be on it- so can i request a prompt where reader gets jealous of tenma's co-actress in a romance and tries to mimic what she does to him in a show they're in?? ty!!! 💕💕💕 i look forward to your interpretation

thank you so much for requesting~ ♡ i love you sososo much; i hope this lives up to everything you’ve dreamed of! ♡ ～('▽^人) i LOVE YOU!!! <333

summary: when tenma lands a role in your favorite drama, he had one goal: to become your favorite actor

warnings: envy/jealousy, food mentions, rivalry (all covered briefly!)

author’s note: after learning everything there is to know about the k-drama, true beauty, on tik tok, i’ve decided to write this! for context, the only thing i recommend watching before reading this is watching the “roar” scene!

this is also the first time i’ve introduced made-up characters with names! please enjoy jun, the first character who isn’t canon to the a3!verse :D

word count: 3,768

music: like a movie – b1a4

pretty u!

🌻☀️ sumeragi tenma

what the heck was love, and why did he have to be in it?

sumeragi tenma, future “world’s best actor”, was suddenly... seeing why he hadn’t won that award yet. with a script in his hand and confusion in another, tenma read the title of the next drama he landed the role for

“PRETTY U...” it was japan’s next major love story, advertised on every social media platform possible with the all-star cast in the spotlight already. although it had already been out for a season, tenma was entering as the up-and-coming newest character of the series

tenma was boyish, young, and much too confident for his age—perfect for the role of a second-lead bad boy who was going to steal the heart and test the protagonist’s commitment

except... he didn’t actually want to take up a new project so soon. he only did because—

“what?! you’re going to be chan on PRETTY U?!” he proudly nodded and watched as you began ranting about how much you loved this show. there was only one reason he came to the audition: tenma wanted to star in your favorite television series

you always went on and on about how great everything about PRETTY U was. after hearing so much and pretending not to listen (even if he could practically explain the entire plotline now without watching it), tenma let himself become a fan, too

after all, how could he not be a fan when you loved PRETTY U so much?

tenma didn’t respond to his manager’s pleas until one day, you revealed another reason why PRETTY U was your favorite production: the main lead

“he’s so handsome~ i love him so much!” “do you know him? could you get me his number?” “look at him... he’s the most perfect actor in the business right now—ah, sorry ten!”

tenma scoffed every time, claiming he could most certainly do better than that hotshot. although the boys typically didn’t do the same type of television, he had become tenma’s #1 rival without even knowing it

besides... what did that guy have that tenma didn’t? he was just nice! sure, he held open the door for the lead, bent down to tie her shoes, bended over backwards just to be the perfect boy-next-door. yeah... even he couldn’t pretend anymore

tenma pouted at the thought, skimming over his next pilot episode for rehearsal tomorrow. he was too good to be real, after all, he was meant to end up with the lead girl anyways (spoiler alert!)

but, it didn’t matter how perfect that actor was! because tenma had gotten the role of “chan”, the leather-jacket wearing mystery with an actual heart of gold, and he was going to make the entire audience swoon

(though, tenma just wanted to make your heart skip a beat when he ended up on the big screen)

tenma would never admit how fast he checked his phone when he felt it buzz in his pocket. sure, it was unprofessional during rehearsal but he knew it was you. however, his smile dropped the moment he read what you sent

you: remember to tell him how much i love him!

tenma: hah... no good luck for your new bad boy?

you: you know i’ll always root for you, ten!

tenma: but, i’m better than that actor, right?

tenma watched his message get delivered and was about to keep bothering you until someone called his name like they were friends. speak of the devil...

that actor’s straight, white toothy smile made tenma stand a little straighter (damn it, tenma was shorter), eyes wide as the actor gracefully introduced himself as his co-star for the next month or so (how did his voice sound even better in person?!)

“good morning, tenma! my name is jun, i’m so honored to meet a fellow actor on set! let’s work together well!” were they... really the same age? tenma barely registered the fact he was suddenly shaking jun’s (right, that’s his name) hand. why did he have such a manly grip?

tenma quickly (to his dismay) found out that him & jun had entered the industry around the same time but often had different projects, so they were never featured in the same production before. apparently, that was creating quite a buzz in the media that two childhood stars were competing against one another

a competition that tenma couldn’t lose. he was going to be your favorite actor, not his rival!

jun, like the perfect gentleman everyone described him to be, showed tenma around the PRETTY U set. jun had nothing but good things to say about the crew and vise versa. that only reinforced how tenma was oddly much more quiet than he usually was. luckily, one of the talents of being an actor was improvising, so jun was doing just fine

when they had reached the dressing rooms, jun shot a bright smile at tenma and gestured to the rather large room

“we’ll be sharing a dressing room together, tenma! we’ll be spending a lot of time together!”

tenma suddenly regretted his decision to become chan of PRETTY U. you couldn’t have had a different favorite show?! anything but... this

there were now three main characters for PRETTY U: hoshi, yuri, and chan, creating a love triangle for millions of viewers to watch every week

nakamura jun, leading role, played “hoshi”, the boy-next-door. this is the popular boy at school with the best grades and an even greater reputation amongst everyone. next, uedo ren, one of japan’s rising female actresses of this generation. she is adored as “yuri”, the perfect girl. she is the typical nerd who suddenly transformed into the prettiest girl at school from learning make-up

last (but definitely not least!) is sumeragi tenma, playing “chan”, the bad boy. it was nothing like tenma’s done before, since the character was much less expressive than he was used to. chan is a traditional rebel who is revealed to have a soft side for yuri. but, chan (ironically enough) has a secret history with hoshi, causing tension in this already confusing love triangle

(embarrassingly enough, jun had to explain to tenma the complications and ties between each character. tenma, unfortunately, found it to be extremely helpful)

even with this newfound knowledge of the characters in season 2, tenma couldn’t help but absolutely ruin the first day of rehearsals. even with a decade or so of acting as his experience, one thing kept him from being chan: his lack of chemistry with “yuri”

“cut!” the director called out again for the nth time, sighing as their eyes landed on tenma, who was not enjoying being the center of attention this time, surprisingly

“take 5, kid. once you come back, i expect you to actually go through this scene without messing up your lines.” tenma nodded and exited quickly, feeling flustered from the looks of sympathy directed his way. usually, it was one-and-done. it didn’t take a hundred tries just to do another romantic and cliché scene

tenma exhaled loudly once he felt the fresh air upon his face. without the fear of cameras in his face anymore, tenma ran his hand through his hair with a frustrated kick at the concrete. come on! he was renown child actor sumeragi tenma, why was he so in his head now?

tenma was about to yell into the sky before he heard someone close the door, standing beside him with their usual silence. tenma didn’t even have to look to know it was jun (probably with the most pitiful look ever)

“tenma? are you okay?” jun waited as tenma tried to not say anything he’d regret, shifting his weight on his foot back and forth before relenting, shrugging as if it couldn’t be helped

“i don’t know... i just, i can’t see yuri that way. how am i supposed to flirt with someone i don’t even like?”

jun pondered the thought for a moment, before tilting his head, a boyish smile overtaking his features. tenma unwillingly relaxed; jun finally looked his age

“who do you like then?”

tenma froze, a blush even foundation couldn’t hide blossoming on his cheeks. jun let out a teasing “oooh!” as he nudged tenma with his shoulder, who pushed back with an eye-roll

“i-it’s not like that! don’t be so—ugh!” tenma cut himself off, rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding jun’s knowing eyes. damn it, they barely knew each other. why was he getting so comfortable with his enemy?!

“well, whoever you thought of, imagine yuri as them.”

“is that what you do?”

jun shrugged, not giving a clear answer for once. before tenma could ask for more information, their break was over

when tenma returned to the scene, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. when he opened them again, he watched as yuri transformed into the one person he’s been trying to impress this entire time: you

when “you” smiled, tenma couldn’t help but follow along. his first-take after break made the cut for the final product

“you must really like them, tenma~” — “stop!!!”

filiming afterwards became easy, especially when he imagined all his romantic words were directed towards you. he could feel the clamminess of his hands, the rapid beat of his heart, the intense blush across his face, all at the thought of you

(the only time he had to start over was when he accidentally said your name instead of yuri’s)

tenma was sure he’d become your favorite actor now! after all, you were his favorite person

“will you watch the first episode of PRETTY U’s season 2 with me?”

you had never said yes so fast in your entire life. when tenma learned there’d be a cast-viewing of episode 1 after finishing the season, he knew his +1 invite could only go to the biggest fan of the show

throughout filming, you were always the person who got him in trouble when the text tone wasn’t put on silent. you liked spamming tenma with a bunch of supportive and encouraging messages when you were available, meaning tenma always had something to look forward to after each scene

in return, tenma would send a selfie of him with his castmates or the set (or, what he was allowed to show under his contract). yet, despite your constant pleas, there was one co-star he’d never take a photograph with: jun

(“tenma! we’ve worked together for months~ shouldn’t i be called your friend now?” “no—” “huh?! don’t pretend you don’t like me!” “who said i was pretending?” “tenma!”)

at first, tenma was apprehensive about inviting you to an event where jun’s picture-perfect face would be on display everywhere. but, whenever he saw you, the weight of the tickets suddenly felt much heavier in his pocket. he couldn’t deprieve you of such an exclusive event just because of his jealousy (even if he was this close to doing so)

when tenma impulsively asked three days before, it felt worth it when you threw your arms around him (he hugged you back and pretended this meant something to you)

“i love you, ten!”

tenma felt like he was on set again, with yuri’s arms tightly holding onto his heart

“i love you, too.”

even after saying it so many times, tenma meant it even if he didn’t say it to your face every time

you looked like the star of the show

tenma fixed his tie as his blazer suddenly felt too tight. you appeared in your most formal attire, looking like a million bucks as you two sat across each other in the limo

“ten, look at all of this!” you pointed out every little thing of preparing for a professional event. the little glasses of champagne neither of you two could drink sat to the side as the leather seats molded to fit your posture. as the night lights of tokyo blurred by, tenma couldn’t help but think you sparkled more than this diamond of a city

“i can’t wait to go see the first episode! thank you for inviting me.” you bowed your head, as if suddenly overcome with gratefulness. tenma lightly kicked your shoe with his, fondly rolling his eyes as he tried not to smile (mission failed)

“don’t worry about it, who else would i bring? you’re my favorite pe—friend. friend, yeah...” tenma trailed off, suddenly finding something very interesting outside of the window. you only nodded, seemingly more interested in the fact there was enough room to walk around

when tenma caught sight of the infamous red carpet laid out in front of the theatre, he cleared his throat and put on his best face for the cameras. after stepping out of the car with his bodyguards nearby, tenma turned and gave you a genuine smile. not his typical arrogant smirk the news source ate up, but a type of smile only reserved for you

when he held out his hand, the flashing lights behind him seemed like a real celebrity, something you had never considered him to be before. it was like seeing tenma in a new light (both literally and figuratively)

“shall we?” you took his hand and wondered if you could ever have your own j-drama. perhaps, tenma could even be the main lead...

before you could step off to the side, tenma already had his arm wrapped around your waist with his unchanging expression (however, underneath it all, he was internally freaking out. what was he going to do now?!)

“you’re my date, right? walk the red carpet with me.” tenma winked (you swore it sparkled) as he gestured towards the carpet ahead. suddenly, the line seemed much longer

“t-ten... you’ve never brought a date before...” you mumbled, acutely aware of how soon it was to walk down together. tenma’s arm stiffened, but nothing else exposed the revelation as he looked down at you

“you’re my first, then.” and my last, tenma thought to himself. before you could change your mind, it was showtime. tenma put on his movie star face and introduced you to familiar interviewers, smiling away as if you two weren’t panicking on the inside

while you were focusing on the fact you were going to be going viral as tenma’s first “date” to the event, tenma was trying not to blush from how close you were. you felt... right besides him

tenma was a natural in front of an audience waiting for him to make a mistake. he flawlessly answered every question with swaggering confidence, his stride easy and poses photogenic

you did your best to follow his lead but it all ended when tenma took you into the theatre, staring down at you with a bright smile

“we did it! see, told you we’d be just fine.” tenma let out an exhale of relief, glowing with joy from the adrenaline of everything that came with being a superstar. as you looked up into his excited eyes, you saw him lean down before—

“your arm is still around me.”

silence, then a hurried separation as tenma put too many feet between you two. it was suddenly as if you two were strangers. you regretted the words the moment they left your mouth; you didn’t mind at all... why did you say something?!

“um... so, food?” tenma spoke up after an eternity of making excuses. you two quickly moved to the line of movie snacks, using candy and popcorn to substitue the suddenly awkward silence

when tenma ordered all your favorites without even asking, he turned around with the selection only to close his eyes and internalize every single thing he was feeling because there he was, his worst enemy

jun entered from a side door, most likely finishing up helping the crew with set-up (and 30 minutes early as usual) before catching tenma’s iconic bright orange hair, a grin lighting up his face

“tenma! it’s me, jun!” he said, as if they weren’t the two main leads of japan’s most famous drama so far. immediately, your smile matched jun’s as you watched as your favorite actor of all time make his way towards you two

“jun... of course you’d be here.” tenma said through gritted teeth, forcing a pleasant smile even with an armful of junk

“ah, still keeping the bad boy attitude? we’re off set now, you can stop method acting now.” jun joked, bringing his attention to you with a dazzling smile that would absolutely make any fansite’s career

“oh? who is this, a friend of yours?” tenma tried not to sigh so loud when you couldn’t help yourself and burst into a long rant about how amazing jun was. tenma waited until you reached your midpoint and stopped you with a quick nudge, trying not to scream (could jun stop being so... perfect? could you stop being so cute?!)

when tenma introduced you, he stood a little closer as he tried to maintain his jealousy. “they’re my date, by the way.” no one had asked, but tenma was clearly telling anyone who was around you two had gone together

jun’s eyes lit up in recognition as he let out a noise of surprise. “ah~ so this is who you—”

tenma didn’t regret losing his giant popcorn so fast to a co-star who could only be silenced with food. his wallet could afford another one, anyways. his pride on the other hand? could not let you know his acting secret already

“what was jun going to say?” you asked after you two departed for the viewing room. tenma nonchalantly pretended like everything was okay as he guided you to front row

“probably something about the fact you’re the one who always interrupts our scenes.”

“hey! my texts make your day, don’t lie!”

“go sit down and eat already, jeez.”

when it began, your eyes couldn’t leave the screen. it was better than you could have imagined. everything was perfect, it exceeded the standards of even the toughest fans out there. you loved every second of it... except...

tenma was too good at being chan. even with his bright hair, the dark clothes he wore made him appear intimidating, with his sharp eyes and even sharper smirk. chan’s appearance was tough, rough, and mean, everything tenma wasn’t

yet, you still couldn’t help but feel your heart sink when chan was clearly in love with yuri. yuri was one of your favorite characters by far, but she ended up bothering you for the entireity of the episode

especially every time she shared a scene (which were many times) with chan. chan was revealed to be a bad boy with a heart of gold, all with a special soft side for yuri

what was this feeling? were you... no, you couldn’t be! after all, you had never seen tenma that way before, right? yet, every time chan made an exception for yuri, you felt sick to your stomach

was it possible that tenma liked the actress who played yuri? you snuck a glance at tenma, only to see he was looking at you already (he’d never admit it, but he was watching your reactions to see if he made you proud. yet, every time you saw him, you subconsciously frowned)

were you not proud of him? did you not like his performance as chan?

before tenma could ask you, the scene changed into one of chan’s. he was standing outside in the school uniform, his head ducked as he swiped through yuri’s social media. before he could look up, yuri jumped in front of him with a teasing smile

“roar!” she called out, referring to their inside joke earlier in the episode. yuri cutely bounced back with another roar, holding her hands up like paws. chan watched, his typical rock-hard expression breaking to reveal his developing feelings for yuri

later on, chan stopped yuri in the hallway, other students watching as the school’s bad boy and goddess interact

“do that again.” chan demanded to which yuri innocently tilted her head, confused like a little puppy. “do what?” “that... that thing.” when chan roared, tenma sunk into his seat with an embarrassed defense and explanation ready. but, when he looked, you finally cracked a laugh at his little roar

your smile only fell when yuri roared again as a joke, but chan smiled for once. tenma wondered why... he thought you would be so happy to be here with him. maybe, he’d never be better than jun...

when the episode ended, it took a moment before you stood up and clapped. tenma followed along, but all he could think about was how he let you down. not only as chan, but as your boy, too

when you two left the room, you two hung back to watch as everyone congratulated one another on the success of the production. in the midst of the cheer and celebration, tenma felt small as he watched your blank expression

what did he do wrong? he put his best efforts into every scene; he might even say it was his best work yet. before he could apologize, you did the unthinkable: you roared

you jumped up into his face, holding your hands up like yuri did. when yuri did it, tenma didn’t feel a thing. but, when you did, tenma felt it. the butterflies fluttered in his stomach as he stared at you, frozen in place

“this is the part where you ask me to do it again.” you shyly trailed off, about to put your hands down before tenma weakly put his hands up, knowing he was about to regret his next move (if the embarrassment didn’t kill him, he didn’t know what would)

“roar!”

that was too loud, wasn’t it? the room suddenly went a lot more quiet as they turned their attention towards a teen actor roaring at his date

“yah! why didn’t you ask me the next line?”

“b-because... i know i like you even without you doing, that, again.”

you paused, taken back by his honesty. as tenma contemplated just falling onto the floor right then and there, you suddenly hardened your expression, standing up straighter with your arms crossed

“do that again.”

“do what?”

“that thing.”

when tenma roared again, much quieter this time, you nodded as you finally smiled genuinely for the first time ever since that episode started

“good, i know how chan feels now. i like you, too.”

“does that mean i’m your favorite actor now?”

(when jun released a video of tenma roaring online, he captioned it with “ROAR = ILY!!!” tenma realized maybe he wasn’t all that bad, but still)

[cocomaxley]

The Start of Forever

This is a part of a TRR A/U called Cordonians Gone Wild, a collaborative effort by @ao719 @speedyoperarascalparty @leelee10898 @riseandshinelittleblossom and yours truly. Catch up HERE.

Summary: A look back to when Rashad proposed to Genevieve and the couple’s engagement party.

Rating: NSFW, mature and very bad decisions.

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Flashback to One Night in Vegas…

Rashad led Genevieve out to a waiting limo and they both got into the backseat.. He laced his fingers with hers and smiled at her. “Where are we going, honey?” she asked. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it, “You'll see. It's a surprise.” They arrived at an airfield and he led her to a waiting helicopter. He helped her into the front seat before getting into the pilot seat. “A helicopter ride? Just like our first date,” she said with a big smile on her face. “The past year and a half has gone by really fast hasn't it?” She asked him.

“It's been the best year and a half of my life, Gen. Do you remember how hard I fought my feelings for you? I think it's because I knew...I knew you were the one and I was terrified.” He looked at her with such love on his eyes it made her own well up with tears.

“Well I'm glad you finally gave into those feelings. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you, Rashad. So…are you going to tell me where we are going?”

“You really don't like surprises, do you?” He said with a chuckle, “I just thought it would be nice to have time just you and me and see the Vegas lights at night.”

She looked around, it truly was a breathtaking view of Las Vegas. He turned the chopper and flew over the main strip. She pointed, “There's the Bellagio fountains. It looks amazing up here. Oooh look at Caesar's Palace, the sign looks like there's a proposal…” her mouth fell open and he laughed. She turned to him with wide eyes, “Rashad...that says…” she put her hand up to her mouth.

“Genevieve Sanchez, you are the most amazing woman I have ever met. You are funny, caring, kind, beautiful inside and out. I have known from the moment I saw you that you were the one. My only regret is letting my fear stop me from being with you sooner. I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you...will you marry me?” He looked at her with vulnerable eyes as tears streamed down her face.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! I can't wait to marry you, Rashad!” He landed the helicopter and pulled a box out of his pocket revealing a gorgeous round cut engagement ring with a criss cross band that he slid onto her finger. She unbuckled her seat belt and launched herself into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a passionate kiss. She put her hand at the back of his neck deepening the kiss. When they finally broke apart, he put his hand up to her cheek, “You have made me the happiest man in the world. I am going to spend the rest of my life trying to make you just as happy.”

He helped her out of the helicopter and pulled her into another deep kiss. “I love you, Rashad. So much.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

He took her hand in his and said, “We should go find the others and share our news. Then you and I are having a private celebration.”

The Engagement Party…

Genevieve looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing an off the shoulder, fitted white lace dress with long sleeves. Rashad walked up behind her and kissed her neck, “You look beautiful, wife to be.”

She turned around, “You're looking quite sexy yourself, husband to be.” She walked to her jewelry box and put on the ruby and diamond bracelet that Rashad had given her some time ago. She was about to put on a necklace when he stopped her. “I have something for you.” He handed her a black velvet box. Inside was a necklace with marquise and pear shaped diamonds and round cut rubies. She turned to him wide eyed. “Rashad, this is beautiful. Is this from your family's collection too? It matches the bracelet.”

“Actually no, it's new. I had it designed for you. Let me help you put it on.” He stood behind her and clasped the necklace around her neck. They both took a moment to look at it in her reflection in the mirror.

“I have something for you too,” she walked over to the dresser and pulled out a wrapped gift box. He opened the box revealing a pair of cufflinks. “Is that our house crest on there?” He asked as he started replacing the cufflinks he was wearing. “Anitah told me about a place that does custom engravings, so I thought the Domvallier crest was perfect. She picked it up for me when she went to China last month.”

“I can't wait to marry you, Gen,” he leaned down and kissed her lips. “Now let's go before my father comes looking for us,” he chuckled. Genevieve loved Demetrius. Since her family was so far away, it was nice to have a father figure in her life, especially one as kind and good natured as him.

They walked hand in hand to the estate’s ballroom to greet their guests and start the party. After dinner, Rashad and Genevieve walked around and mingled with their guests. “Lord Rashad, Genevieve, it's nice to see you again,” Sebastian walked up with a pretty woman with dark hair and dark eyes on his arm. She felt Rashad tense up next to her. “You remember Alexis, don't you, Rashad?” Genevieve turned to him and his jaw was clenched in anger.

“Genevieve, meet Alexis. Rashad's former fiancée,” Sebastian said with a smirk. “It's nice to meet you, Alexis. Thank you for coming today,” Genevieve said with a smile.

“Sebastian, may I have a word?” Rashad said in a cold tone. After they left, Alexis stood next to Genevieve, “Ah so you are the one he settled for...Sebastian told me he was getting pressured to marry so he had no choice but to finally propose.”

Genevieve turned to her and smiled coldly, “Spoken like a true scorned woman. Rashad asked me to marry him because we love each other. It's funny he never once mentioned your name. Sounds like you didn't mean all that much to him.”

Before she could walk away, Alexis grabbed her arm, “Maybe he didn't mention me because deep down he wishes that we were still together. I'm here to remind him of that.”

“Bitch…” before she could finish her sentence, Sebastian walked up and led Alexis to the other side of the room. Genevieve walked into the hall and sat down trying to calm her nerves. She and Rashad didn't discuss his prior engagement in great detail. He never told her how he felt other than that the breakup left him in bad shape, which is why he didn't date for a long time. His father decided that he would step down once they were married which meant that Rashad would be taking over as Duke and she would become Duchess. She couldn't help but feel like Alexis may have been right, that he was settling or worse. What if he never truly got over his ex-fiancée?

A short while later, she felt the bench seat next to her sink as someone sat down. She looked up and saw Sebastian sitting next to her. “Are you alright? You look upset.”

“Yes, I'm fine. I just needed to get some air and clear my head,” she stood up and he held her arm.

“Please stay. I didn't mean to intrude it just looked like you needed someone to talk to, especially after all those things Alexis said to you,” he gave her a comforting smile. “Judging by your reaction, it seems like he hasn't been honest with you about his relationship with her. They were together for three years. He proposed after two. They were so happy together, so in love. After he started his company, they started drifting apart. He was gone more than he was home. So she broke up with him, but I don't think he ever really got over her. He told me one night that he would always love her, and if she ever gave him another chance, that he would take it. No matter the circumstance.”

She felt like she'd been punched in the stomach. “Excuse me, Lord Sebastian. I must check on something for the party.” She got up and walked down the hall into Demetrius’s study. She sat in the chair and tried to keep the tears from falling. She heard a knock on the door and she quickly wiped the tears away, hoping her eyes weren't red and puffy.

Pam poked her head in the door, “Hey, why are you hiding in here? What's wrong, Gen?” She entered the room followed by Anitah, Alicia and Stephanie.

She smiled, “I'm fine. Just a little overwhelmed, that's all.” Pam gave her a look and she knew that Pam wasn't buying her act. She hung her head and said, “Do you guys think that Rashad...that he settled by being with me? That maybe I'm not good enough to be Duchess or even his wife?” She couldn't hold the tears back anymore and they started to fall down her cheeks.

Anitah had an angry look on her face when she asked, “Who the hell told you that?”

Pam looked at her, "Why the hell would you think that? You have never once questioned your relationship...why now, Gen?"

She wiped her face and caught her breath. She explained everything that Alexis and Sebastian has told her about Alexis being the love of his life, and how heartbroken he was when she ended things. Sebastian adding salt to the wound with the comment that he would run back to her if given the opportunity.

“Aw, Gen don't listen to them. They’re just trying to screw up your night,” Stephanie said, patting her shoulder.

Alicia crossed her arms, “I'm going to punch that bitch in the face!”

“Besides, that man loves you so much. He puts up with your crabby ass every morning, and he still asked you to marry him,” Pam giggled.

Genevieve laughed, “Thanks, guys. I'm so lucky to have my squad.” She pulled all of them into a group hug. They walked back into the ballroom and Rashad walked up to her with a big smile on his face.

“There you are, I couldn't find you, and I was starting to worry,” he said placing a soft kiss on her cheek. “What's the matter? You look like you've been crying.” She shook her head, and her eyes welled up with tears again.

Rashad gently took her by the arm, led her into the hallway and into an empty room. “Are you alright? I didn't know he was bringing her.” She faked a smile, “I was just surprised. You never really mentioned her before...” she tried to keep her voice even as she continued, “She said some things…Sebastian said some things and they got in my head.”

He tilted her face to look at him, “What did they say? I can tell that it's bothering you, and I want to set your mind at ease.”

She told him about her conversation with both Alexis and Sebastian. His face contorted with anger and then turned to concern, “Sweetie, none of that is true. Yes, I was engaged to her, and at the time I thought I loved her. After I met you, I realized that what I felt for her was nothing compared to what I feel for you. I love you. I am not settling. If anything you're the one settling because I don't feel like I am good enough...for you.”

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. She rested her face against his chest, trying not to cry. “I love you. I'm sorry for being silly and feeling insecure.” He chuckled and kissed her forehead, “You're not being silly or insecure. Alexis and Sebastian are the worst kind of people. I know for a fact that he still wants to court you, even though our engagement is official. So bringing her here as his date was probably part of his plan to try to rip us apart.” He sighed, “I might kick his ass tonight. I was close during the auction, but he crossed a line today by upsetting my fiancée during our engagement party.”

“Well I might bitch slap her because I hate her,” she said with a laugh. He placed his finger under her chin and tilted her face up to look at him. He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. There was a knock on the door and Demetrius walked in, “Come on you two love birds. The guests are looking for you. My darling girl, are you ok?” He walked up to her and pulled her into a hug. “I'm fine now, all I needed was a hug from my future father in law,” she hugged him tight and they returned to the party.

Rashad led her onto the dance floor and held her close while they danced. She looked at Alexis who was staring at them with narrowed eyes. Genevieve flashed her a smile before pulling Rashad into a deep kiss. “I love you,” he whispered into her ear. She looked up at him, “I love you too.”

Demetrius walked up to the microphone and the crowd quieted down waiting for him to speak. “I want to thank you all for joining us to celebrate my son and future daughter-in-law's engagement. As a father, I can't express how proud I am to have you as a son, Rashad. You are driven, ambitious, dedicated and loyal. After we lost your mother, we only had each other. I did my best raising you on my own, and I can honestly say that I've done a damn good job,” he chuckled before continuing, “I love my family more than life itself, and I am so happy that in a two short weeks, it will expand to include this wonderful woman. Genevieve, I have never seen my son so happy as I have in the past two years. When he came home and told me that he met ‘the most amazing woman’, I knew that he had found his other half. I knew that because that's how I felt when I met his mother. Thank you for making him happy and for loving him. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness because you deserve nothing less.”

Rashad wiped the tears from his eyes before pulling his father into a hug. Genevieve had given up on wiping her face and her tears flowed freely. She joined the two men and wrapped her arms around both of them.

At the end of the evening, Rashad and Genevieve bid their guests farewell. Alexis and Sebastian approached them. Demetrius was the one to address them, “Thank you both for coming today.”

“Demetrius, it was wonderful to see you. It's really too bad, I know how much you would have loved for me to be your daughter-in-law,” Alexis said with a wicked smile.

Genevieve took a step forward, and Demetrius placed his hand on her shoulder as he spoke to Alexis, “My dear, you really need to move on. Rashad found the love of his life and quite frankly, I prefer her as my daughter-in-law.” He squeezed Genevieve's shoulder. Alexis’s jaw dropped, but no words came out.

“Good night, Alexis. I'm afraid your RSVP for the wedding has turned up missing,” Genevieve said with a smile, “don't let the door hit you where the good lord split you, darling.”

“Thank you for that,” Genevieve said to Demetrius. He smiled at her and kissed her cheek, “No need to thank me, it was the truth. Besides, I never did like her.” He laughed and wished them goodnight. “I love your dad,” she said to Rashad as she laced her fingers with his while they made their way back to their quarters.

When the door was closed, he pinned her up against the door and kissed her hard. She pulled the lapels of his jacket to deepen the kiss, her tongue gaining entrance into his mouth finding his. Their lips remained locked together. He lifted her leg around his waist and she could feel him harden against her. “I love you, Rashad.”

“Let me show you how much I love you, sweetheart,” He lifted her up by the backs of her thighs and carried her towards the bed. He set her down and unzipped her dress, allowing it to fall at her feet. Rashad let out a growl, and he quickly removed her bra and thong. She pushed his jacket off of his shoulders and made quick work of his shirt and the fastenings on his pants. He kicked off his pants and boxers and lowered her onto the bed. He kissed her neck and slowly trailed kisses down her body. He stopped at each breast and licked her nipples into hardened buds. “Mmmm, Rashad,” she moaned, running her fingers through his hair. He continued to move lower, settling between her legs, placing feather light kisses on her inner thighs. He slipped a finger into her wet center, and she let out a moan as he pumped his finger at a steady pace. He added a second finger and his tongue found her sensitive nub. “Oh God, Rashad!” His tongue continued to swirl around her clit and he felt her body tensing. She gripped his hair as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. Pleasure coursed through her body and got more and more intense until she came undone yelling, “Yes! Yes! Oh my God!”

After he felt her body relax, he made his way back on top of her. He lined his long hard length with her wet entrance and thrust into her slowly. He groaned at the feeling of her stretching around his hard cock. He thrust into her at an agonizingly slow pace, enjoying the feeling of her around him. “Gen, you feel so good,” he moaned. She wrapped her legs around his waist, making him go deeper, hitting that spot. She could feel another orgasm building and she moaned, “Rashad, I'm…ohhh!”

“Cum for me, Gen,” he said in a low tone, increasing his pace until she came apart again screaming his name. “Fuck, Gen!” He felt her walls pulsing around him and his movements became more erratic until he came, spilling himself inside her. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss before lying down next to her on the bed. He gathered her up in his arms, and she laid her head on his chest. “I love you. I can't wait to make you my wife.” She smiled at his words, “I love you too.” They both closed their eyes and fell asleep in each other's arms.

[donaldtheduckdad]

@miilkydayz How could I, DtDD, every forget about

DRALLA,

The very first unholy uncanon wonderful ship we created?? :-D (bless the anon who brought this ship up. Bless them.)

Ugh, you made me feel all the Dralla feels again.

I agree, they are totally Donsy, but (slightly) milder, always at each other throats, dropping snarky remarks, deadly glares, bickering. But... when Della thinks he doesn't notice, she secretly glances at him, blushing. When he thinks Della doesn't notice, he lets out a dreamy sigh. DORKS IN LOVE

(More under the cut because it's gotten out of hand. OOPS.)

YOU REMEMBER THEIR ODDLY SIMILAR FASHION TASTE HAHA! They both like comfy sleeveless jumpers. I'd really like to think people seeing them are just like: "Aw look at this cute couple wearing partner look." "WHAT- we are not wearing partner look?" "You're not? Well, I thought-"

"Launchpad..."

"Well at least you are a couple, ri-"

"SHUT UP LAUNCHPAD"

*Launchpad hides couple sweaters he wanted to gift them for Christmas*

Poor Launchpad. He's Dralla shipper No. 1. He would always witness Drake always angrily mumbling about "this annoying woman", "this amazing annoying woman... I never said that, Launchpad!!!" Yeah. Right. XD (DELLA IS QUITE A GAL. BATIM REF SORRY NOT SORRY)

Oh Miilky, how did you know that I love Hortense and Quackmore's interactions/love story?? (It's hilarious. They go from yelling at each other to staring dreamily into each other's eyes to yelling again XD) Donald is right, Della complaining about Drake sounds exactly like their mom when she complained about Quackmore. Della liiiiiiiikes him. But no chance, no way, she won't say it, oh no.

"Did you notice something when you're looking at my and Daisy's name?" Della cocks an eyebrow at her brother's question. "Uh... They both start with a 'D'??" Donald grins. "Believe me, this is definitely a sign that it's just meant to be." He surpresses a grin, coughs into his coffee. Della's frowning. "Donnie, what-" "I'm just saying... Donald and Daisy... Della and Dra-" She smacks his arm, he spits coffee all over the place, but that doesn't stop him from chuckling.

We agreed on Launchpad introducing Della to Drake, right? So she would meet him as Drake, not as Darkwing Duck, and well, our dear socially awkward Della, who always has to speak out what she thinks, accidentally calls Drake "boring". I mean, he looks like a nerd with his jumper. Drake immediately shoots back: "Well, at least I've got my feet on the ground, Miss pilot, (get it? Get it? On the ground?? Pilot??)" Oooh, the ultimate bickering starts, their first one, and Launchpad's standing next to them, his head buzzing.

Well, he is annoying, Della thinks. But boring... I might take this back. She sees a certain sparkle in his eyes, and something deep down tells her that this so-ordinary-looking guy is drawn to trouble, adventures, danger... just like her.

What a woman. She's infuriating. Drake thinks. She's annoying. Attractively annoying. Wait what?

Ooooh, they've got it bad.

The second time she meets him, he's Darkwing Duck, and she doesn't know it's him. I don't know how they would meet, but Darkwing would see her and yell: "YOU???" Della's confused. "Do we know each other?" No, no definitely not. Oops.

They someone end up fighting together against the forces of evil (it's gonna get a little wild) and Darkwing tries really hard to not bicker with her, because she would recognise him, wouldn't she? He's impressed by her fighting skills. Who would have known that such a delicate pilot would be capable of doing badass moves and sword fighting. Stay focused, Darkwing.

Della's got this odd feeling that she knows this guy from somewhere, but she can't quite place it. She just knows that when he growls "Let's get dangerous", it's sending a shiver down her spine. Della, what's up with you girl. Focus.

In the end, Darkwing would say something or she would see this sparkle in his eyes that she saw... in Drake's eyes before, and it clicks. Darkwing Duck is Drake Mallard. I'll definitely take boring back now. Oh MY.

She would sneakily try to tell Drake that she knows the next time she meets him. Ha. This would be fun.

I'm actually thinking that their break up... wasn't a nice one. Maybe Della had enough of Drake's ego and his egoism, of him disregarding any kind of responsibility; she was convinced he could never change. They got into a nasty fight. She broke up with him.

They meet 10 years later. Della's got the triplets.

"You look... older." Della just can't help it. Drake shrugs. "Well, it's been... 13 years?"

Della would be very surprised to see Drake actually... settling down? She'd never expected that, him... being a dad. He's still snarky Drake/Darkwing, but...

Maybe people do change, Della.

(and now I'm thinking about Drake joining them all on an adventure. He's frustrated because he's not Darkwing Duck, so he has to take it down a notch. They get into danger somehow, Della pushing Dewey and Gosalyn out of the way and falls herself into the trap, but Drake, screw the secret identity!, makes a salto towards her, grabbing her hand. "I got you. I GOT YOU DELLA." She sees the fear in his eyes, fear for her. He drags her out, she's trembling, she clings to him. HDL storming to her mom, they are all close to tears, hugging. Della looks at Drake. There's something on both of their faces... AAAARGH I SHIP THEM HELP MEEE)

@donaldtheduckdad because I have not forgotten about Dralla. These rambles came up right before bed, so there isn’t any continuity actually. Or it takes place after Donald returns.

I imagine Drake and Della being mild Donald and Daisy. Donsy light since Donald and Daisy have such terrible tempers with Daisy being marginally better than Donald.

Drake and Della snark and bicker at each other, but Drake tries really hard to be romantic. Della is a terrible gift giver, and she tries to give Drake what he likes. Fortunately for her, she does hit high notes with clothes because their fashion sense is oddly similar.

Drake complaining about Della to Launchpad, and Launchpad going on, “That Della, what a gal, amiright, DW?”

“Yeah, she infuriates me.” Sighs dreamily, “She is amazing.”

Looks alarm at Launchpad who is grinning ear to ear, “You didn’t hear any of that, you got it!?”

“No prob, DW!” He’s got it bad…

Della complains to Donald about Drake. Donald narrows his eyes, “You know, you sound a lot like Ma.”

“I do not!” Della is affronted. Della is shook, “I am not…what is that supposed to mean anyways?”

She already knows. Donald stares and drinks his coffee, “You know what I mean. You like him, don’t you?”

Della is like…no, no you like him. It’s some kind of mind game right here.

“Della, you were my best man. You like him.”