#PT episode 21

[docholligay]

This guy has, I am fairly sure intentionally, an air of religious fanaticism. It’s so interesting compared to Fakir, who’s approach to all of this is basically, “Honestly I would rather avoid all of this if I could get away with it.” But Autor wants to BECOME Drosselmeyer, wants to understand him on his most basic level. “The feather of a white swan” ARE YOU KIDDING ME.

And yet, how interesting! To attack writing with such fervor. I am more of the ‘scrawling notes in the shitty notebook I keep on my bedside table that’s had wine spilled on it” but, you know, different strokes.

[olauivers]

"he might lose his pancreas 😱"

SO DID I MAN IT'S NOT THAT BAD GET A GRIP. IT'S BETTER THAN DYING.

[ilk-insolence]

Raph Is A Great Strategist

Numerous times in the show Raph has shown to have a preference for straightforwardly punching his problems away rather than think up a more complex solution. Like how his immediate fix to getting Mayhem out of the mirror in Mystic Library was to punch everything in the bathroom but the mirror. However, when Raph understands the situation requires more in depth strategy, he’s shown to be an incredibly capable tactician.

(long post ahead!)

In nearly all the plot heavy episodes like Shadow of Evil, Many Unhappy Returns, and the season finales, Raph gets moments where he’s highlighted for his strategic thinking. In Insane in the Mama Train, he’s the one who figures out which eyeball-button goes to the front car with the dark armor, because “‘it was the only button [the Foot Clan] didn’t want me to press!’” [21:05]. He’s also the one who came up with the scheme to defeat all the (known) combatants in the train, with Leo specifically attributing Raph as the deviser during their mind meld [19:46]. In Many Unhappy Returns, after spending a single night waylaying the Shredder, Raph formulated a plan using all the tricks the team learned, seamlessly transitioning the mystic collar Leo acquired into it [19:53], to defeating the Shredder. Additionally, he’s repeatedly called for a retreat during fights, like in Shadow of Evil, Shreddy or Not (Finale pt 2), and the movie, when he can tactically recognize that a battle couldn’t be won. Each time, the show/movie implied that that was the right call, for the family to lose the fight but win the war.

And it’s not just that Raph is good at strategy when he’s pushed to be more serious; the show characterizes him as passionate about creating plans, he enjoys doing it. Literally in the first episode, Mystic Mayhem, after the turtles’ initial plan failed of getting Splinter out of the living room to touch his Do-Not-Touch Cabinet, Raph immediately started devising a new plan that involved “ten chickens [and] a gallon of rubber cement” [9:35]. It was convoluted, sure, and they didn’t end up using it, but it was inventive and the opposite of reluctant. This is also shown in Bug Busters, where Raph planned out dousing Mikey in honey to attract the oozequitoes [2:52]; Snow Day, with the idea to freeze Ghost Bear like in Jupiter Jim Pluto Vacation 4; and Raph’s Ride-Along (and also Bad Hair Day), where Mind Raph created multiple schemes to get the criminals arrested. The show wouldn’t have made Raph be so creative with his plans if they were trying to characterize him as someone who didn’t like strategizing.

So does why Raph do stupid shit sometimes where he doesn’t think things through at all? Well, even though Raph is good at strategy and enjoys doing it, it’s clear his immediate impulse is still “punch the problem in the face”. In fact, all the turtle boys contain the fascinating dichotomy of being incredibly smart in some areas, and the dumbest teenagers alive in others. Just look at Donnie. It’s also how Raph is a loving protective older brother, and the guy who shoved Leo into a wall so hard he disappeared in one frame for shits and giggles (The Mutant Menace x). None of this means that Raph is bad at strategy though.

tldr: Yeah, Raph has a lot of dumb and, frankly, insane moments in the show, but he’s still an incredible tactician who’s plans consistently saved his family and sometimes the world. He's a great strategist.

[callooopie]

Modern!Davos Blackwood headcannons (pt. 2)

— The hastily written during work break edition —

I get messages from the stars, when you’re making love to me — Messages From the Stars // The Rah Band

i go to college to get more knowledge but why does college interfere with my tumblr writing 😔 I’m not even at school yet and I’ve gotta start kicking into academic gear..

In light of some recent episode developments. I think I’ll rescind the headcannon that his name is Benjicot Davos. It’s just Davos now. (Lowkey… I thought HBO would just honestly write out the character of Benjicot… I was apparently wrong when they just mentioned him ig) anyways new headcannon Davos has a little brother, surprise. Ben’s gotta learn unhinged behavior from somewhere after all.. and what better way to start than with his “cool” older brother.

You know that text post that goes like “Have you ever argued with your girlfriend?” “Nope. She tells me to shut up and I do.” That was actually a text convo between Davos and his friend. He’s dumb, but not stupid. If you tell him to do something he’s doing it (as long as it’s legal… then again he’s really not the type to listen to the law)

He likes slow and domestic mornings. Getting up late, brushing your teeth together. He’ll flick water at you as you’re brushing your hair or doing your skincare routine with the most dopey and tired smile. He knows he’s won when you stop what you’re doing to stare at him with an unamused look. He washes his face like a lunatic though (both hands just furiously rubbing his face with little to no product). He’ll make the coffee and you turn on the tv. Pure silence except for the background noise of a news channel or show. Don’t even get him started on the part where you both fall back asleep on the couch as the sun rises and sunlight funnels in through the curtains. Pure bliss.

He LOVES girls night. How did he get an invite? He didn’t! But he’s quiet and normal, so he gets the girls night pass. It could be just you, or a few friends, even a group. But Davos will be there using the face masks, eating the finger food, drinking the fancy drinks. His girls night pass gets revoked though because he does not pay attention to the talk. He’s too busy devouring the charcuterie board to care about drama! …oh that’s the whole point of girls night? Oh… “Oh—and we like her right? …she’s problematic? …So we hate her? Oh… okay yeah she sounded weird—“

“Unique” pet names. There’s always the classics (love, darling, cutie, honey) but he’s got a few under his belt that turn heads, in a bad way maybe. He starts off pretty tame, he uses “my lady” a lot (chivalry-pilled). “Ma’am” too. “My lady” has a chance to devolve into “my liege” :/ Davos calls you pookie and you call him pookie back. You’re both pookie what can I say (sometimes uses the shortened ‘pooks’). Every single pet name he uses must have ‘my’ in front of it. “Do you want to get that pizza from that one place, my lady? Yeah? Okay—No I can pay don’t worry about it, my lovely.”

If you’re not a gamer, but you like to play in both casual and competitive games with him. The only reason you’re having a pretty good game in a competitive game is because Davos is fighting for his life to give you guys the W. Sometimes you’re a little lost, sometimes you clutch up. But usually it’s him, keyboard furiously clicking, eyes darting around his monitor. His face is literally in the monitor he’s so locked in. And you’re just in the call like (“Aw dang it I died.. woww you make it look so easy!”) “Me? No you’re doing work too—look at all those assists and kills you got. You’re pulling your weight too. You get ‘em low I clean up. It’s these other fuckers on our team that aren’t—“ (he went 30/14/5 and you went 10/21/16)

Regardless of your skills in video games, he gets so hype for you in them. Casual or competitive, he’s screaming about every single achievement you or you both make. A clutch round you win all by yourself? GG EZ TELL EM TO GO NEXT THEY DON’T WANT YOUR SMOKE. You build something in your shared Minecraft world? Stunning, beautiful. The architecture is to die for. The redstone? You did that all yourself? He would’ve thought you followed a tutorial it was so good!

Can eat, will eat. He’s a big strong boy, he’s gotta eat. Which means if you ask for Taco Bell or McDonald’s at 2 am? He’s gonna get some with you! You can honestly just text him an order and he’ll understand right away. This turns into you both driving around late at night, music blasting and you feeding him fries. Speaking of food; he’s a heavy believer in the ‘boyfriend tax’. He will steal a sip of your drink or a bite of your food, regardless of consequences.

I do believe Davos is sassy. It’s like dangerous levels of sass he gives you sometimes. It makes you do a double take. Side-eyes, eye rolls, scoffs, dramatic sighs. He is a drama queen.

How he deals with others who bother you in public can range between normal and not normal. Davos has a few options that run through his mind when you encounter a catcaller or unwanted advances. He can either tell the guy to fuck off, start a fight, start barking at him. He will bark, he has barked. It startled you more than the offending guy. But also Davos knows when to get serious, when to actually deal with someone who’s invading your space or not leaving you alone. He’s a tall dude, he works out. He can be pretty imposing. And he’s not afraid to be the first one to hit or push, especially if the offending man has gotten on his nerves too. And not just because they were trying to flirt or shoot a shot at you.

A big aquarium date guy. Or any date really. Actually, any way he can hang out or be near you is considered a date to him and something that makes his day much better. He likes spending time with you, and he likes showing you off to the public. He gets to walk next to you and say “that’s my date! They’re on a date with me!” It’s perhaps the best part of the whole day, being able to be seen right with you. Even if you’re just a passing couple, two people in the midst of a whole crowd, it’s still something to Davos. And that something tells everyone that you’re his.

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 1 Masterlist

| Status | Complete!

Captain Man never thought he'd grow old. For years, he fought to keep Swellview safe from monsters and villains, but one day, he realised he couldn't do it forever. Enter Henry Hart, a thirteen-year-old boy needing an after-school job, but he never expected an indestructible superhero to hire him as his sidekick.

Now, they blow bubbles and fight crime with (y/n), Ray's best friend of many years, keeping them in check. He swears he's not in love with her, but Henry doesn't buy it. Will they ever confess?

This story is mature in places with adult themes and language. It uses she/her pronouns for a female reader, but anyone is free to read and enjoy :)

Main masterlist

Episode 1: The Danger Begins Pt.1

Episode 2: The Danger Begins Pt.2

Episode 3: Mo' Danger, Mo' Problems 

Episode 4: The Secret Gets Out 

Episode 5: Tears of the Jolly Beetle 

Episode 6: Substitute Teacher 

Episode 7: Jasper Danger 

Episode 8: The Space Rock 

Episode 9: Birthday Girl Down 

Episode 10: Too Much Game 

Episode 11: Henry the Man-Beast 

Episode 12: Invisible Brad 

Episode 13: Spoiler Alert 

Episode 14: Let's Make a Steal 

Episode 15: Super Volcano 

Episode 16: My Phony Valentine 

Episode 17: Caved In 

Episode 18: Elevator Kiss 

Episode 19: Man of the House 

Episode 20: Dream Busters 

Episode 21: Kid Grounded 

Episode 22: Captain Jerk 

Episode 23: The Bucket Trap 

Episode 24: Henry & the Bad Girl Pt. 1 

Episode 25: Henry & the Bad Girl Pt. 2 

Episode 26: Jasper's Real Girlfriend 

[ahcoffeebeans2]

THE FINALE OF PALISADE aka FINALISADE: FINAL SCORE!!

wanna know all of the fun stats associated with PALISADE now that the FINAL EPISODE has been released? I've got you right here!

on palisade...

Palisade Length: 5 days, 18 hours, 56 minutes, and 51 seconds (or 138 hours, 56 minutes, and 51 seconds) over a total of 62 episodes

The exact middle of PALISADE occurs at 69 hours (nice), 28 minutes, and 25 seconds or 2 days, 21 hours, 28 minutes, and 25 seconds - or 46 minutes, eight seconds into PALISADE 33 (AKA Cori's introduction to her Dust world). Cori, therefore, is the heart of Palisade

the road behind us...

Road to Palisade Length: 2 days, 17 hours, 12 minutes, and 1 second (or 65 hours, 12 minutes, and 1 second) over a total of 20 episodes

Together, the Road to PALISADE + PALISADE equals 8 days, 12 hours, 8 minutes, and 53 seconds (or 204 hours, 8 minutes, and 53 seconds) over a total of 82 episodes

For those curious, the 69th episode of Road to PALISADE + PALISADE is PALISADE 49: A Palette of Colors pt. 4

This means that PALISADE overtook The Road to PALISADE about 18 minutes and 8 seconds into PALISADE 33: Seize the Chance pt. 4, where Austin and Janine discuss how Thisbe attacks The Ingrate on Chimera's Lantern.

The exact middle of Road to PALISADE + PALISADE occurs at 102 hours, 4 minutes, and 26 seconds into the seasons - or 4 days, 6 hours, 4 minutes, and 26 seconds. This occurs at 1 hour, 59 minutes, and 09 seconds into the episode PALISADE 17: Upon Our Grace pt. 4 (or when Austin reveals Broadleaf's death and the success of Baseline) (AKA the episode with Need 2 in the episode description)

the stats at the table...

The total length of Friends at the Table is 38 days, 5 hours, 44 minutes, and 46 seconds - or 917 hours, 44 minutes, and 46 seconds.

The exact half of Friends at the Table now occurs at 458 hours, 36 minutes, and 23 seconds - or 19 days, 2 hours, 18 minutes, and 11 seconds. This occurs 3 hours, 43 minutes, and 46 seconds into the Spring in Hieron Post-Mortem (previously, the exact middle of Friends at the Table from Sangfielle below was during the Twilight Mirage Post-Mortem - coincidence!!). This is where Austin discusses The Road to PARTIZAN and reveals the PARTIZAN theme.

In approximately 92 hours of Friends at the Table - which, given their track record, is around 23 episodes of your average season - we will have reached 1000 hours of fatt. Fitting, given that the aniiversary is less than one month away

palisade errata

The Palisade playlist (youtube mirror) ends at 114 - 115 tracks (one track was removed from all streaming services for unknown reasons hence the approximation), clocking in at around 6 hours and thirty minutes

The Palisade soundtrack clocks in at 16 songs for a total of 57 minutes and 30 seconds of music.

PALISADE is the longest season of Friends at the Table in terms of hour count, beating out Twilight Mirage (5 days, 13 hours, 26 minutes, and 4 seconds) by 5 hours, 30 minutes, and 47 seconds. Twilight Mirage currently reigns supreme at 70 episodes (68 episodes plus the Post-Mortem and Episode 00)

[sabertoothwalrus]

Dungeon Meshi Episode Breakdown Predictions

I know people have done this before but I didn’t feel like looking them up so I typed up my own

13. Thistle

14. Orcs

15. Dryads

16. Kabru

17. Laios learns magic/cockatrice

18. Shuro & Kabru’s party reach Laios’s party

19. CHIMERA FALIN!!!!!

20. chimera falin pt 2 Laios Gets Punched

21. Shapeshifter (BARK BOY BARK!!!)

22. IZUTSUMI!!!

23. Marcille’s nightmare

24. Ice golem & barometz

the nightmare seems like it’d be a better place to end the season, so maybe they’ll change the chronology of those last two eps?

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Season 2

25. Canaries arrive/Golden Kingdom

26. Griffin

27. Changelings

28. Canaries enter the dungeon/giant mushroom/thistle & falin/kabru & mithrun fall

29. Changelings pt 2/ BICORN !!!!!!!!!!!!!

30. Dullahan

31. Succubus

32. Kabru & Mithrun

33. Phoenix

34. Rabbits

35. Curry

36. Thistle pt 1

37. Thistle pt 2

38. Canaries interrogation

39. Marcille dungeon lord & THAT GAYASS KABRU SCENE

40. That bit where they pretend to be parasites in the familiar to reach marcille

41. Doppelganger

42. Cunty Black Dress

43. Rescue Marcille

44. Lion stuff

45. Laios becomes a monster

46. Final battle

47. Help Me Eat My Sister :)

48. Dinnar

[let-roman-bite-someone]

overlooked scenes in sanders sides episodes that i love pt. 21

virgil is such a snarky bitch lmao i love him

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 48

chapter 74:

1. NOT SIRIUS TELLING REMUS TO FUCK HIM AND THEN FINDING OUT HIS DAD IS ON THE PHONE. ID DIE- 💀💀

2. not remus going from: FUCK ME PLEASE to never touch me again, i am unworthy and but an evil temptress

he just went from one shade of dramatic to the next

3. “Remus likes that he can leave doors open and come and go as he pleases. He likes that he can just randomly take a walk whenever he wants, going anywhere and as far as he wants to, hearing the birds sing and letting his new home leave a lasting imprint in his mind, taking shape, something to settle in. He likes that he has the freedom to do anything, and really, all he ever wants to do is just—exist. Just be”

crying when i literally have an exam tomorrow at eight am. 💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼

4. wolfstar is living my dream. i can’t even begin to tell you. they’re living my dream. i’m so unwell knowing that they get everything i want. i’ve never wanted to be sirius more in my life at this point

5. BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHA SIRIUS PROPOSES WITH A SPOON i- that’s the faggotiest thing i’ve ever seen

6. awwwwwwwww remus said yes!! this is the cutest proposal i have ever seen in my life

7. they.. they are making out on the dirt ground of the market surrounded by people

8. “"Was it at least a nice spoon?"

"Worst spoon I've ever seen."”

LMAOOO

9. god i love sapphics. lily has the most dramatic proposal planned for mary. i love lily

10. awwww lily’s gonna have a baby with mary sometime in the near future. they have their own little family!!! i get so happy thinking about it

11. “In Alice's story, he may be the villain, but in his? In his, there was no villain, just pain, and now peace.” yes yes yes YES

12. awww it’s both sad that sirius leaves his mind during his wedding but also so sweet that remus stops the wedding so sirius can remember every bit of it

13. i cried at how happy sirius was to find out that remus waited for him at their wedding

14. pandora has no shame oh my god

15. but also!!!! canon polyam couple 💃🏼💃🏼

16. FHSHDJSJSKJDKDKSJKSKD REMUS AND SIRIUS ARE GONNA BE FOSTER PARENTS OH MY GOD

17. remus being there for lily during the pregnancy test is so special to me. what if i gnawed plastic or mulch or chomped glass? huh? huh???

18. holy shit. regulus babysits for one afternoon and suddenly he’s adopted two more kids. jesus he works fast

19. HARRY!!

20. domestic jegulus raising kids!!!!!!!!!! AND LILY ISNT SURROGATE!! SHES RAISING HARRY WITH MARY!!! 💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼

21. oh gosh they’re gonna adopt teddy, huh? i can’t wait for this oh my god

22. uhhh i was so invested in the story that i literally don’t have anything else to say about the end of this chapter. i was so fixated on this i swear

chapter 75: FINAL ONE OMG

1. remus is being so gay over sirius in a dress. and bud, me too. me toooo

2. “”You want to know something?"

"What?"

Regulus watches the rain come down, his lips still curled up as he murmurs, "I would have volunteered for you, too."”

i’m crying so bad over here. tbh i think my period is about to begin because i also cried over the episode in my little pony where they all tell the stories of how they got their cutie marks and then the mane six find out they were all connected by rainbow dashes sonic rain boom.

3. i finally recovered then got emotional over the horcrux hornet

4. shdjsjjsjsjs the hat made a full circle

5. EVAN!!! look every time i forget about him, his presence comes back to smack me in the face and hurt me

6. 😟 that’s it? i’m done? i’ve been reading this for months, and i finally finished. i feel both so completed and so very incomplete.

7. it’s over. huh. it’s really over. well. yeah.

[bamdelune]

In Hindsight (🎧) scaramouche x reader smau

synopsis. You are a singer-songwriter. Music has always been a part of you, it's a part of your identity that no one can ever take away. However, there's always a catch: you are diagnosed with a chronic illness that puts your life on a timer. Those who have heard your countless melodies have grown to notice that the notes on the sheet played a gloomier tune. Would the snarky and capable medical student you've met be able to bring life back into these melodies? Even as your life begins to seep out of your own body? A reboot/rebranded version of Autumn Leaves.

tags. gender-neutral reader, angst, fluff, crack, heavy contexts of death and illnesses, friends to lovers, slowburn, profanities, drinking (characters are in college), suggestive themes but no nsfw.

status. ended (06.07.23) — (08.21.23)

taglist. (status: open) — @beriiov @alatusorrow @br0oke96 @ohmyfinggod @itzblazekun @featuredtofu @sketcheeee @lazy-sanns @sakurapeach @sheraffim @vxmp-loml @sukunasrealgf @sleepning @yukiipc @thenightsflower @aqvvas @scaramoo @coquettemaiden @dappledstars @pooonyo @certified-simp-4evr @alatus-viator @yuminako @zephestia @mellowberrie (comment/send an ask to be added or removed, please let me know if i forgot to add you since my notification feed can be flooded sometimes!)

notes. using the 2023 calendar for the dates, timestamps don't matter unless stated, grammatical errors and typos here and there, slow updates but ending is already planned out, overall would have a heavy atmosphere for the duration of the runtime! will retain the taglist of autumn leaves along with the new ones that can be requested for this smau ! would be adding bonus episodes from time to time.

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☆ cameo requests [open]. click here!

★ kuni's circle | reader's circle

TEASERS 📹

01. guess who's back

TRACKLIST 🎐 ( expected run-time: 20 chapters )

01. salt air

02. room 613

03. who i see in the corner of my room at night

04. the day i died once

04a. the day i died once pt. 2

05. tinsels around the tree

06. sugar cookies & diabetes

07. when the clock strikes

08. wash my back

09. ping pong

10. blue hour

11. graduation blues

12. i'm free!

13. new year, old me

14. tightrope

15. ring the alarm

16. tell me you don't care

17. forget them, i want him instead

18. all this late night talking

19. motherly cherish

20. kuni exclusive

21. halloween

22. and i'd go back to december all the time

23. never let go

24. don't go anywhere i can't follow

25. before you let go

26. plague my mind like how you always did

27. (epilogue) pieces of love

HIDDEN TRACKS 🎼 (bonus + side chapters)

01. you wanna see something funny

02. in bitterness comes fruit

03. never mind, never mine

04. well-planned funeral

05. the other way (spin off)

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[badbatchsprincess]

Heated ~ pt.10

Pt.1 ~ Pt.2 ~ Pt.3 ~ Pt.4 ~ Pt.5 ~ Pt.6 ~ Pt.7 ~ Pt.8 ~ Pt.9 ~ Pt.10 ~Pt.11 ~ Pt.12 ~ Pt.13 ~ Pt.14 ~ Pt.15 ~ Pt.16 ~ Pt.17 ~ Pt.18 ~ Pt.19 ~ Pt.20 ~ Pt.21 ~ Pt.22 ~ Pt.23 ~ Pt.24 ~ Pt.25

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Summary: This is an ABO Bad batch!Poly x Omega Reader smut with a plot. This takes place as an AU before order 66. Y/N previously served under the 501st before being transferred to Special Forces 99. This is her adventure with these rowdy Alphas in a quickly changing universe.

THIS IS AN ABO AU ABOUT THE BAD BATCH (NO CANON OMEGA!) Due to the unfortunate situation of her name being Omega… Omega the child from the canon series is not going to be apart of this fanfic/porn with a plot. I feel obligated to put this warning in because it makes my skin crawl thinking anyone could make that mistake. 

Warnings: tooth rotting cuteness and domestic bliss... no other warnings. Next chapter will have some drama.

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The glowing candlelight was truly the final touch that set the mood in your small, government-sanctioned living quarters. The holoscreen played the last few episodes of Real Housewives of Upper Coruscant in the background as you pulled out some ingredients for dinner.

A soft knock on the door interrupted your preparations, and you checked the time—it was definitely Layla.

“Come in!” You called from the kitchen.

The door whooshed open, and Layla entered backward, maneuvering a hover cart filled with all the delicious meals Echo and the boys loved so much.

“Ah! Thank you!” You smiled, dropping the kitchen rag to help her settle the items.

“Everyone was looking at me like I was crazy down in the stockroom, but they didn’t give me any trouble luckily,” she said, blowing a loose strand of hair away from her face before taking a seat on one of your barstools.

“Today was interesting,” Layla giggled, grabbing a drink from the stash.

“Tell me about it,” you shook your head. “I literally can’t believe Skywalker sometimes... ever since Ahsoka...”

“He cares. More than a Jedi should, I think, but he has a good heart,” Layla sipped her drink.

You grabbed some Felucian wine and poured yourself a glass. “He needs a pup to fuss over.”

“Is that even allowed?” Layla asked.

“Definitely not,” you sighed.

“Well, you’re the next best thing then, the only omega in his direct vicinity,” Layla replied.

You nodded in agreement, but you knew that wasn’t entirely true. Too many times you had caught the General sneaking off with Rex’s help to go talk to a mystery woman when you were stationed on long tours. You also noticed a few times he had come back smelling like omega when off duty. You never said anything, but Anakin wasn’t like the other Jedi. He felt everything so deeply; you knew it would have been impossible for him to be as pious as the others.

But Anakin was the Chosen One; you trusted him to do the right thing. He was one of the most loyal men you’d ever known, besides Rex and his boys. They were an extremely close group that you were so thankful to have been welcomed into.

You cleared your throat, trying to focus on something else. “I thought he was going to take the speculum himself,” you laughed.

“Nearly did,” Layla chuckled. “Can he really read thoughts?”

“Yup,” you nodded.

“Like... anyone’s thoughts?” She sounded nervous.

“Yes? Why?” You smirked.

She poked her tongue into her cheek. “I may or may not have been thinking about Fox...” she cringed.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m pretty sure he had to witness all the points of view of me in heat from my entire unit during the briefing with the Chancellor,” you sighed.

The two of you looked at each other for a moment of silence before bursting out into hysterical laughter.

“Oh my gods!” She screamed, wiping away tears from laughing so hard. “Nooooo!”

“Ahhh!” You wheezed, setting down your wine glass. “I’m literally horrified.”

“Is that why he almost burst into the exam room?!” She howled. “You were thinking about... them?”

“You asked me about it! Of course, I was thinking about it!” You screeched.

The laughing only got worse. You two got to the point of begging the other to stop laughing from the pain.

“That’s why he was so deranged!” She huffed, getting her hysterics under control.

You sighed, taking in a deep breath to calm yourself too.

“Ugh,” you wiped your eyes. “I thought the worst of it was that I’d show up in this awful dress. I wish you could have seen it, Layla, oh my god, I was fighting for my life on that tarmac... It was even making the Guard act up. Skywalker was so mad,” you leaned against the counter for support.

“Do you think he’s actually mad?” She asked, taking a bigger sip of her wine.

“Gods, I hope not,” you sighed. “I don’t even know what he thinks. Probably thinks they’re taking advantage of me.”

“Are they?” Layla asked cautiously.

“No! Oh no... if anything, I was taking advantage of them.”

She raised a brow.

“That came out wrong,” you scrambled. “It was more of a pre-discussed arrangement. It was getting so bad I didn’t have another option. They wanted me to choose one... but the horny omega in me wanted all of them,” you chewed your lip.

“How did that even work?” She asked, intrigued. This was like the dirt nasty holonovels she had just finished. “They didn’t try to kill each other?”

“Shockingly no,” you replied, wanting to dish. “I think because they’re so used to sharing everything, it didn’t bother them much... except Crosshair.”

“Is that the sniper?” She leaned forward. “He’s hot... in, like, a dark, tortured kind of way.”

“Yeah,” you chewed your lip. “He’s more possessive than the others, but even he shared with a little strong-arming.”

“And the sergeant?”

“Hunter?” You smiled. “He’s so hot, girl. Oh my god,” you fanned yourself. “He seemed really worried about the whole thing, but then he told me he’s been interested for almost a year now, and I didn’t have any clue. He was on Skako Minor, apparently.”

“Are all their...” She made a motion to her crotch. “The same?” She giggled.

You shook your head, and she gasped.

“The demolition expert, Wrecker, has a massive—” Layla cut you off with a scream.

You laughed, watching her react.

“I couldn’t walk straight.”

“And the smart one with the glasses?” She was so curious.

“He’s secretly super dominant,” you confessed. “Him and Crosshair like to double team.”

She screamed again, and you chuckled, taking a sip from your glass. The TV droned in the background as the two of you caught up, totally forgetting about the dinner you were supposed to be cooking.

“Oh shoot, hold on, I forgot our food!” You skipped around the kitchen, grabbing two of the meals from the crate. When you opened the boxes and started getting to work, Layla interrupted you to change the subject.

“I saw something weird come through earlier,” she pulled her data pad from her purse. “It’s a message from Fives.” She slid the tablet towards you.

You took it while the food was warming in the pan. On the screen was a memo from your friend. It read: "There was an accident with Tup. They’re taking him back to Kamino, but I think something is very wrong. He killed a Jedi. I’ll let you know more when I have an update.”

You looked at her, and she shrugged.

“Why did he send this to you?” You were curious.

“We may have gotten a little closer when you were recovering after Crait,” she blushed a bit.

“You and Fives?” You were surprised, then you narrowed your eyes with a devilish smirk. “Echo’s told me about Fives’ adventurous tastes...”

She flushed red. “He’s definitely like no other I’ve ever had... he did this thing with his tongue—”

A knock at the door cut her off.

“It’s open!” You yelled.

In walked just the man you were thinking about. “Speak of the devil.”

“Huh?” Echo looked perplexed walking into the living room. He closed the door behind him and spun around, standing at attention, noticing Layla lounging at your kitchen island, drink in hand.

“Ma’am,” he was acting stiff and nervous.

You smirked.

“You met my friend Layla, right?” You were suddenly getting ideas of revenge.

“Yes,” he nodded. “On General Skywalker’s Venator.”

“Good to see you, Echo,” she smiled.

“You as well,” he looked to you, a little stunned.

“Layla brought the meals you boys like so much,” you gestured to the crate floating in the corner of the room.

“Oh, thank you,” you saw the excitement in his eyes.

“You want some chow?” You pointed to the stove.

“If you have enough...” he could smell how delicious it was from the living room.

“Just don’t tell the others,” you smiled, motioning him to sit down. “They’re going to start to think I have favorites.”

“Do you have favorites?” Layla waggled her eyebrows.

“Oh no, you don’t get to rag on me too,” you pointed the spatula at her.

Echo took a seat, one stool over from Layla. She poured him a glass of wine and angled her body to face him.

“So you’re an ARC trooper?” She eyed him up and down, taking in his armor.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he turned to face her too.

“What’s that like?” She sipped her drink.

“Same as the others, we’ve just got more training,” he replied.

“He’s being modest. It means he’s a badass,” you shook your head, stirring the vegetables.

Echo huffed a laugh, and Layla scooted closer. “Badass, huh?”

“You could say that.”

“Get into all sorts of trouble, huh?” She didn’t shy away from staring. She locked in on his muscly arms and defined jaw.

“You have no idea,” he gave her a charming smile.

“As much as I love watching whatever this is,” you waved between them, “Echo, did you need something?”

“I came to pick up my civvies,” he eyed Layla, making her preen under his attention.

“Down the hall to the right. There’s a coat closet. Yours is on the top shelf over Tech’s,” you waved in the general direction. He smiled and stood up, walking through the living room down the hall. Following your directions, he picked up a black hoodie and his cybernetic arm. He shed his armor and top, making Layla drool.

You just shook your head, turning back to the food before it burned. Grabbing a few plates, you began dividing the portions and setting them down on the island.

Echo came back, adjusting his cybernetic arm, flexing the fingers, getting used to having a hand instead of the scomp again. He pushed up the hoodie sleeves to sit down and dig into his portion.

“Better?” You asked, and he nodded.

“No one cooks like you, Tiny,” he mumbled between bites.

“Glad you like it,” you took a bite yourself, enjoying the warm meal.

The three of you chatted idly while finishing up your plates. Echo helped you clean up while Layla pulled out the ingredients to make fresh cookies.

“Echo? Do you still talk with Fives?” You asked, drying the plate before putting it away.

“On occasion. I prefer to catch up with him in person on leave,” he helped put the wine glasses up on the higher shelves.

“He sent Layla a scary message.”

Layla brought over her data pad, handing it to him. He took it and read through the message, looking worried.

“He killed a Jedi?” Echo was in disbelief. “That’s literally impossible. We’re programmed not to.”

"Thats what I was thinking," you sighed, crossing your arms.

"Something must be seriously wrong then," Echo shook his head. "I can’t imagine what though."

"Do we tell the others?" you asked.

She shook his head. "I don’t think it’s relevant. Probably just a malfunction in his makeup."

You nodded.

Then there was another knock on your door. "Wow, I’m popular tonight."

You walked over to the door, opening the hatch. There stood the bad batch.

"Hi boys," you waved them in. "Just in time to help make cookies."

Hunter stepped in first, helmet in hand. The others filed in close behind.

"Do you have our civvies, Pip?" Wrecker asked eagerly.

"Yeah, honey, they’re down the hall in the closet!"

Wrecker bounded down the hall excitedly to grab his spare clothes.

"Tech, would you mind helping with this?" You scooted over so he could stand over the big bowl. "I trust you to make proper measurements."

He washed his hands and returned to assist.

"How were your exams?" Layla asked, kicking out a barstool for Hunter to sit on.

"Clean bill of health," the sergeant replied.

"Good. Barely recognize you; last time I saw you, you were trying to pounce my friend," Layla winked at him.

He heard your heart accelerate and your scent change, then turned to face you. "You told her?"

"She figured it out," you held the measuring cup as Tech poured the sugar.

"An experienced doctor would be able to detect such activities from a pelvic exam, which we all witnessed her having earlier today," Tech skillfully leveled out the sugar before letting you pour it into the bowl. "Layla is more than qualified to come to such conclusions."

You just nodded and rested your head on Tech’s shoulder, looking to Hunter.

"I won’t tell anyone about the group activities," Layla teased Hunter. "Had to make sure none of you knocked her up."

Hunter choked and paled.

"It came back negative!" You reassured. Hunter visibly relaxed.

"I’m a little disappointed," Layla poured herself another glass of wine. "I wanted to be an auntie."

Tech reached around you to grab the butter, pressing you into the counter with his waist. You stirred the contents diligently, letting Crosshair swipe a finger into the dough for a taste.

Wrecker came bounding back into the living room in his comfies, thrilled to have found one surviving band tee.

"Who’s an auntie?" He asked.

"No one," you shook your head.

"Had Skywalker all bent out of shape," Layla was stirring the pot. Maybe Echo and Layla would be perfect for each other, you realized.

"General Skywalker?" Hunter tried not to sound worried.

"Yeah," Layla giggled. "He reads minds."

The boys suddenly tensed, thinking back to their interactions with the general earlier… they were cooked. They were definitely thinking about the truth while spinning their falsified accounts of the crash.

"Stop worrying them," you grumbled. "Skywalker won’t say anything."

"Is that why he wanted to read your results?" Tech asked, moving your hair out of the way while you mixed everything together.

"Most likely," you sighed, leaning into the pilot.

"Why would the General care?" Crosshair leaned against the kitchen counter, stealing another lick of batter.

Layla pointed to you. "Anakin lost his padawan, treated her like an adopted pup. Y/N became the next best thing for him to worry about."

"Did the padawan die in action?" Wrecker asked.

"No, Ahsoka didn’t die," you poured out the contents of the bowl to start kneading it on the counter. "She left the order after a friend of hers framed her for a murder she didn’t do. Anakin was the only one who believed her; it broke Anakin’s heart when she left."

"He’s not like the other Jedi, is he?" Tech held you from behind.

"No, he’s different," you agreed.

"He’s hot," Layla coughed.

You just shook your head while the others huffed a laugh.

"Ahsoka was my best friend too. I couldn’t bear to be around the others while also grieving her. That’s why I requested the transfer, and Rex sent me to you," you grabbed the rolling pin to start speeding out the cookie dough.

"I’m sorry to hear that, Pip. But I’m not sorry that you ended up with us," Hunter offered you a smile.

You nodded. "Me too."

"What are you watching?" Crosshair pointed his toothpick at the holoscreen.

"Real Housewives of Upper Coruscant," Layla replied. "Maru just found out her husband was having an affair with a Twi’lek stewardess, and she’s losing it."

"Is this non-fiction?" Tech scrutinized the screen.

"It’s called reality TV," Layla nodded.

"This is how people actually live?" Hunter asked, looking at all of the ball gowns and sparkly jewels around their necks.

"Just the one percent," Layla nodded, admiring the emerald dress Maru was wearing.

"This is fascinating," Tech pushed up his glasses to watch the catfight unfolding on screen.

"That was a horrible right hook," Crosshair criticized.

"Ooh!" The whole room exclaimed, watching the Twi’lek cold-cock Maru. The heiress went flying across the screen. Then the husband and security guards started getting involved.

You started cutting out the cookies to place on the baking sheet while everyone’s eyes were glued to the screen.

"This is crazy," Wrecker shook his head, watching the husband and the security guards now going at it after the husband suspects his wife of sleeping with the guard.

"That’s the freedom you boys are fighting for," Layla laughed, finishing off her wine.

"Is this a popular genre of entertainment?" Tech asked, placing the sheets into the oven.

"Oh yeah. This and social media really have the culture in a chokehold," Layla nodded, pulling out her datapad.

"Show them Maru’s ZsaZsa page!" Echo popped a chip into his mouth.

"How do you know about this?" Hunter asked, taking the datapad and scrolling through the promiscuous photos of the TV heiress in her many vacation locations.

"Tiny and I used to download episodes before missions to watch on our downtime," Echo nodded. Of course he would…

"Is that real?" Wrecker pointed to Maru’s massive ass.

"Oh maker no. Cosmetic enhancements," Layla shook her head. "She’s a NovaStar too."

"What’s NovaStar?" Wrecker pondered, looking at the bikini pictures.

"A porn site," you laughed. "She makes content to sell; that’s how she has so much money."

"And she’s married?" Hunter gaped.

"When you got that kind of money, a lot of people are willing to overlook things," Layla tapped another profile, showing him the silliness the influencers of Coruscant are getting up to.

"Well, apparently she’s screwing the security too," Crosshair looked back at the screen, seeing the massive fight unfolding.

"This is like a nature documentary," Tech nodded.

"Civilians are so strange," Hunter shook his head.

"Fives used to have her pictures downloaded to his datapad," Echo laughed.

"Of course he did," you shook your head, checking the baking timer. "Okay, cookies are almost done; go get into your civvies and get comfy on the couch. I want to watch the rest of this."

They scrambled down the hall, looking for their stashed clothes. Everyone came back in their normal clothes, even Tech used the pair of glasses you had specially ordered him last quarterlies so he didn’t have to wear his goggles everywhere. Crosshair came back with a scowl, wearing Tech’s white t-shirt and grey sweats. Not his usual color palette, you stifled a giggle.

Everyone got comfortable on your large L-shaped couch while you pulled the cookies from the oven, letting them cool a bit before spreading some icing on them.

Tech helped you plate up for everyone and handed them out along with some blue milk for Wrecker.

"Okay! Hit play!" You commanded. Echo followed your orders, and you snuggled in between Wrecker and Tech with cookies in hand.

This is how the night continued, all seven of you snuggled up on the couch, sharing blankets and commenting on the latest few episodes. Wrecker polished off a tray of cookies for himself, rumbling with laughter at a joke someone had made on the screen.

Layla was resting her head on Echo’s shoulder as they stalked through the cast’s profiles online, chatting about their latest exploits.

Hunter leaned his head against your leg while he sat on the floor with Crosshair. You mindlessly played with Hunter’s hair when Tech pressed a small kiss to your forehead, making you gleam.

This was nice…

You didn’t dare move from this spot, terrified it would all disappear in a flash. It wasn’t long before the TV switched to something else while all of you had dozed off into peaceful sleep. The only one awake still was Tech, who looked over the whole scene with a sense of accomplishment. He remembered his jealousy at seeing you so comfortable with the 501st. Now he understands the kind of bonding you had needed to feel like this. 

This level of domestic intimacy was what you craved. It intrigued the pilot. He looked down at your slowly rising breasts, holding you close as you slept on his chest. He too was feeling at ease, something he didn’t think he had felt since he was a youngling. Perhaps it was allowing his alpha instincts to actually have what it was designed to.

Tech was so relaxed he didn’t hear Echo’s com ping. The ARC trooper stirred from his slumber, accidentally waking Layla. She just groaned and curled deeper into his side with a sleepy sigh. Echo rubbed his eyes, realizing one of those late-night reruns was playing on the holoscreen. He tapped the incoming message and tried to open his eyes a bit more to read the message clearly.

"What’s wrong?" Layla whispered.

"I think we’re being summoned," Echo yawned, putting his com away. "To Kamino."

"Why?"

"I dunno," he leaned his back onto the pillow, deciding this was a problem for later.

He’d let the others get some much-needed sleep before having to hop back onto a transport to their homeworld.

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Taglist: @substantial-exposure

@rains-on-kamino

@minimissmoo

@z-and-the-batboys

@aynavaano

@9902sgirl

@sideofhorny

[docholligay]

I love how basically Ahiru is just standing here going, “Well, the best idea I have is to stand here and be told what to do whenever you come up with something!” It’s not unlike someone trying to help me reorganize my kitchen, I am as helpless as an idiot duck.

Please note I have never seen this and am watching spoiler-free! Please don’t confirm, deny, or explain anything, even if it’s historical or cultural! Thank you!

[eventuallyaugust]

bound by the rules masterlist smau

pairing/s: lesserafim huh yunjin x txt's sixth member! gp! oc x aespa yoo jimin

summary: txt's oldest member, oh hyunseol just want a peaceful life after pandemic with her members, but it seems like fate wants to shake things up.

tags... crack, fluff; angst; hurt(?); suggestive/smut (not all time); kinda slow burn (not the do i like her slow burn, but those longer than a min touches and longing gazes kind of slow burn); no beta we die like men; love at first sight; friends to lovers

warning/s... love triangle; angst; too many things going on; an ungodly amount of time skips; suggestive/smut themes; dark jokes; toxic staffs and management; scandals; dark themes & graphic content: strong language, bullying (affectionately); multiple mentions of alcohol and its consumption; many more to be added

setting... story will start in 2022

featuring... txt, lesserafim, aespa, itzy (mostly ryujin), ive (mostly annyeongz), choi yena, skz bangchan, nct jaehyun, g-idle yuqi, enhypen heeseung, some bts members, and many more that often pops up in just one of the chapters.

status... DISCONTINUED

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profiles. bighit's baby giants, too pretty to be ais, not-so-fearless with bugs, the seven avengers

chapters (number of chapters & some titles still unidentified)

⭐ - fav chap

01 | happy birthday to you⭐

02 | new bestie unlocked

03 | birth month twinnie (half written)

04 | pretty elevator girl (kinda half written)

05 | tagged along

06 | birthday money

07 | meeting for what?! (mostly written)

08 | MEETING?? HER?? WHAT??

09 | minjeong's research

10 | lee fcking soo-man (written) ⭐

11 | give me your bets

12 | field day (pt.1)⭐

13 | the claw machine⭐

14 | party party yeah

15 | alexa, play drama by txt (written)⭐

16 | she is like dramama ramama

17 | #prayforheeseung

18 | gay panic-ese⭐

19 | txt's first 2022 vlive (written)⭐

20 | lord me when⭐

21 | be careful what you wish for (written) ⭐

22 | something bad just happened ⭐

23 | perfect friends ⭐

24 | matchz? it's a matchz! ⭐

bonus... matchmaker episodes

25 | 0 7 . 3 0

26 | seol & umji?? seolji?

27 | haters gonna hate

28 | wee-woo 🚨🚨

29 | a house of cards (written)

30 | us against the world

31 | through the cracks

32 | without the foundation

extra/s:

bbtr plot timeline

2022

2023

2024

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taglist: @curly-fr13s , @neuftaeng , @myothegreat , @yoontoonwhs , @nasyu-kookies , @awkwardtoafault , @osakis-gf , @dream-chasers-things , @woonie57 , @juhyunsthirdwife , @sewiouslyz , @yerevies , @kimsgayness , @jeindall777 , @notodayeli , @mah4u

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misc hyunseol - kprofile | articles | spotify playlist | youtube compilations | fem idols crushing on her | matchz playlist | oddz playlist

a/n: seol can be interpreted as the reader or whole other person. it was supposed to be y/n, not seol but i find it hard to imagine if i pair yunjin and karina to someone i can't imagine, so that's where seol is born.

disclaimer all images and pictures used in this story are not all mine. they belong to their rightful owners and i therefore give credits to their edits. since this is a smau, all of the happenings and events within are made up and the product of my imagination. any similarity to real-life occurrences or individuals, whether alive or deceased, is entirely coincidental. SEPARATE FICTION FROM REALITY.

@ eventuallyaugust 2024 | navi

[baneonono]

watch house for the first time with (pt 3)

season one is completed let’s talk about

so I was so so happy when that stupid rich dude left. literally cheered out loud when he left. thank you Cuddy for making that dude leave. also cheered out loud when I saw Dylan Kussman in the credits of that one episode because I love to see a dead poet

hated everything about with Cameron and house. he’s twice her age what is wrong with this show. also we all knew that Cameron was coming back why did we bother with the whole interview thing. Wilson was so excited about house going on a date and at some point someone told house that he either sleeps with Cameron or he’s gay and my very verbal response was “can I vote in this one?” they didn’t let me vote but he didn’t end up sleeping with Cameron so…….

Chase and foreman lowkey second favorite duo and episode 21 definitely my favorite ep that I’ve watched. I already want to rewatch this episode, teaching actually looks so good on house

so far Stacy is just annoying me and I don’t care. maybe I’ll like it more as it continues to go on. we shall see because that’s season one everyone. on to season two

[dandadananalysis]

Serpo Arc pt.3/3 (+ my opinion)

Part 1: Episode 8/Chapter 18-20

Part 2: Episode 9/Chapter 21-25.1

Part 3: Episode 10/Chapter 25.2-27 (review)

So finally!!!!

I just watched the latest episode firsthand while it is streaming!!!

Honest reaction: Pretty much a decent episode, I was most impressed with Queen-sensei because! SHE IS SO COOL!!!!!! Like, this must be everyone's dream mama 😚😉😏

Bruh, like, if there is a teacher gonna defend you over some bullies like Queen-sensei, isn't that the best?!

Her tag's image is so damn cool, like, who pose like that. That's why she's the QUEEN!!!!

First time! A school nurse is more powerful than a normal teacher

It's kinda a shame that, I wish the anime version of her can be better than this... The manga made her look so cool and sexy~

I also really like how Momokarun is becoming more and more canon~

Firstly, Okarun's over-extremely hype of aliens, drawing and analysing how serious the case is! Look how much effort he put into!

And we can't forget how the girls being dum dum :))) And Okarun goes along with it :)

Secondly, they have a "private" conversation about the misunderstanding

Look how much our boy is blushing~~~

"I'm a guy after all. I want you to think I'm a cool guy."

Everything was being cutie and all, and then Momo's friends butt in, and they are being seriously hilarious kekeke. Overreacting and daydreaming of Momo, Okarun & Aira's realtionship.

But part of it is true! And I'm impressed!

Dunno why the duo were being asked like they are in the police station digging up info or sth :)))

Next, I really like how Aira stand up to Momo and confess her wrongdoings: making fun of her, spreading bad rumors.

And SPOILERS: They later become good friends in the manga!

Aside from Mr. Mantis Shrimp alien's story, this must be what you like best, huh (this scene in trailer)

Aliens are real, guys :)))

And lastly, this is all you've been waiting for: A new character!!!

Welcome, Enjoji Jin! And that is the start of the upcoming arc, The Evil Eye Arc

I love his voice!! So charming :))) (but i guess ya know what happens next in manga, huh) (SPOILERS: My Chapter 30)

Welp, bad news for Okarun/ Takakura Ken :")))

[oncewhenalongtimeago]

(SbITILYP request) I wonder what hiccup thinks about his dad burning holes into the back of the girl he has a crush on's head. Maybe Hiccup would try to apologize for it afterwards. + the almost-kissing-her thing

Sorry, but I Think I Lost Your Plot pt 21

Pairing: Onesided!Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Modern!Fem!Reader

Words: 2,700

Hiccup gets better at this romance thing.

Tags: Time Travel, Reader into Movieverse, Dragons: Defenders of Berk, Fright of Passage, post episode, Hiccup’s POV

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The incident with the Flightmare took up a lot of time and energy and after how quickly you’d fled once Thornado had landed back on Berk, he hadn’t seen you much at all, much less had time to talk to you.

He shifted on the short wooden bench, the unsanded grit of its surface and the uneven length of its legs causing it to feel odd and off balance as he shifted over it.

Hiccup glanced past the metal framing holding up an empty, crusted pot over the fire, whose heat was licking at his calves beneath his trousers and flickering against the majority of his torso.

He clutched a small, oblong glass shape as he glared forwards, cool against his skin through the fabric of his tunic, hidden away by his vest, securely stored in a secret pocket he’d sewed in for specifically this purpose.

The bioluminescent algae seemed to have been lost, for the most part.

The others had been a bit shifty around him, in a way that was more shifty than malicious. He had the sinking suspicion that they might’ve caught on to his little crush.

The heavy beating of boot and peg against old wooden floors. It was really ironic that the Chiefs; hut was the only one that hadn’t been burned on the regular. His Dad was very attentive towards his house.

His Dad’s face was set and shoulders hunched, a remnant from earlier when he had been awkwardly tending to his own meal.

Hiccup’s own face was slightly sour. He was still mad at his Dad for… everything.

Both Hiccup and Stoick ignored the sound of clattering dishes in the background.

Stoick grumbled as Hiccup’s expression turned just a bit scowlier, sitting in his large wooden chair which sometimes seemed yet as if it couldn’t hold every bit of him, across the fire pit from Hiccup, who had a bowl in his lap and was sitting in quite the hunched manner, “You like the… Delivery girl.”

“You know her?” Hiccup asked nervously, pulling at his tunic collar.

Stoick shifted, his brown fur cloak spilling over the arms of his chair.

“He has the lass come up here and clean around sometimes!” Gobber said, rifling around in one of the chests lining the wall, the horns of his helmet clattering against mounted shields and other sharp weapons and he turned carelessly, arms wide,

“What?!” Hiccup asked, voice pitch nearly at a screech.

He was scared immediately that you’d seen smoke things you shouldn't've. What had you seen?

Hiccup took a moment to pause and bring his voice down, maybe a bit deeper than it needed to be, even as his heart rate picked up.

“If you want ‘er, Ye need tae sweep her off her feet!” Gobber clapped Hiccup hard on the place shoulder met back, causing Hiccup to stumble forward as the big man swept his other arm outwards.

He grimaced.

He’d already been doing a good amount of sweeping. He doubted anyone would take well to being accosted in the way Gobber described. What did Gobber know about women, anyways?

He should put on his red tunic, though.

Hiccup was very attracted to that idea.

Oh, Gods, he really hoped you hadn’t seen too much.

“...Hey,” Hiccup said, looking at you, as always, basket in hand. A woven one this time, made of long grasses that brushed and scraped along the sides of your skirt.

He was sort of impressed with himself, and the fact that he hadn’t fumbled over anything at all yet.

You weren’t looking him in the eye at all, which meant he had definitely totally completely messed up.

“Hi,” You responded, voice pitched so he could tell you were nearly squeaking.

It only took a few days. That might have been to the effect of all the stuff he’d dumped in it, too.

The Flightmare left tracks, and from what little he could salvage- the spare scale, which was nearly translucent upon detachment, and some slime he picked up from some of the more plant-like dragons, he ended up being able to speed up the growth 

He’d… Nabbed some of Fishlegs’ notes for that. He wouldn’t mind. Hopefully.

Hiccup had lent him Toothless for the day, after all, albeit with more grump than was probably appropriate. 

The dragon seemed alright with it, too, ready to show off his tail, a sparking nadder blue, his replacement after the red one had been ripped back on Fireworm island.

Hiccup palmed the vial in his pocket, “I, ah…”

As an apology, he’d found someone willing to bring in some rose bushes. It took a lot, but it was worth it. For you, that was. He got some others in on it, though of course he never told them why. They didn’t have the bushes yet, but soon.

For the person you were, to him, even if you didn’t get it yet.

And he’d done something else, too.

He was going to try surprising you with it. Or not. 

He was worried he might scare you off.

“Sorry,” He started, “About my Dad. He’s just-Well, he’s…”

You shrugged balefully, “I get it? I’m not-...”

“Right,” Hiccup nodded, “Yeah, okay.”

It was silent for a few long moments.

You were both standing by the bridge out into the forest, the clear ends around it lined by trees, freshly planted.

At this point, the two of you had to have been experts in deciphering stutters and half-spoken words.

He could kill a large dragon and win over Astrid, but he couldn’t talk to you at all. He didn’t have the courage. Or, maybe it wasn’t about courage.

Hiccup wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t shy. 

He did stupid things all the time.

There was just something about you, or maybe something about him, that kept most things from coming out right. That made him just a little bit nervous. 

“I-well, I wanted to say sorry. Would you be fine following me for a bit?”

You paused for a second

“Just… Come on,” He said, somewhat hesitantly. He was sure by then his face was blotchy with flush, “It’s in the woods. Is that…?”

You nodded.

Hiccup held in a sigh of relief, “Alright. Well, then…”

Back in the village, it looked like a few vikings had taken to terraforming Berk, though you had no idea why. 

You weren’t sure where Toothless was. Probably… Off, 

Maybe they were inspired, you had no clue. Something about bushes or brushes or something and house paint.

You nearly tripped over a particularly large, gnarled root as you moved past Hiccup, holding aside a branch with leaves, half expecting to get murdered, or something. That’s what he brought you out into the woods for, right?

This was a particularly dark part of the forest, packed with leaves and moss in a way no spot on Berk had been before the Red Death had been defeated, with all the dragons burning most of everything down. 

It had already been darkening by the time Hiccup had asked you to follow, and though Hiccup had long since ceased to weird you out at all, the thoughts came unbidden.

You took a few steps forwards, shuffling slightly, looking around at the world, washed over with a blue filter, and at the vines crawling up the trees, before you paused, taking notice of a light, bright and gentle and nearly not there glowing against mottled bark.

You looked down, and then your eyes widened slightly.

You weren’t sure how you missed it, but below, there was a pool.

You stared down at it, glowing and dark under the canopy of the leaves above.

“So, what do you think?”

You heard Hiccup asked from behind you, his own boot and prosthetic shuffling against packed, fallen leaves and damp mulch.

Your face felt hot in a tingling, bright way as you stared down into the slowly moving water.

Was this all from the Flightmare?

It was something you might’ve seen in the news in the foreseen future, the same type of glow you’d see lurking inside a glow stick.

“Oh,” You said. You’d heard about it and you were sure all of the glowing algae had been washed out to sea. 

“I was hoping you’d like it,” Hiccup said hesitantly, “Do you?”

Your heart felt like it was on fire too, in the way that it only could when butterflies and bugs and other flighty, flippant nerve things were preening around in your organs.

Maybe Hiccup did like you, after all.

“Wow,” You stumbled forwards a few more feet until you were overlooking a small dirt ledge which had to be at least a yard tall, held together by roots and sticks and other dead plants. 

It overlooked the rest of the pond by a little bit, overseeing edges kept aloft in quite a similar fashion, like one of those deep, neverending kinds of pools made of a beautiful blue with no bottom, toeing the line between dangerous and beautiful that most people would only ever lay eyes on in photos. 

In this moment, perhaps heightened by the mood and atmosphere, everything felt a bit softer. You were sure the light of the pool was glittering back through your eyes, chest light and full of wonder and awe.

You said nothing yet, awkwardly turning so that your back hit the sturdy trunk of a large tree, sliding down slowly and displacing moss until you were sitting down against the uneven, steep packed, large roots of a tree, moss tickling your back through your shirt.

You felt like you might slide down into it if you loosened your legs just a bit from where they kept you steady, braced against moss and dirt. 

Small flecks of dirt tumbled down into the pool under them, hitting ferns and the occasional fungus, mushrooms that looked as if they’d just bud, hinting at a similar glow to the bright light of the pool as toes of your boots played a risky game with the dirt ledge over the pond.

“So... A good apology, all things considered?” He prompted. 

You nearly forgot about Hiccup, still standing by the streeline, which was, admittedly, also very close by the water. 

You brought your knees up to your chin, which you rested on top of your elbows, your cheeks feeling warm as you smiled into them, not in the hot way they had been just a moment before, but with a soft feeling that came from deep in your chest, feeling a lot like a crackling fire in the heart or the smell of a warm cup of cocoa, fluffy white marshmallows floating along the top.

You didn’t look over, but the hairs of your neck, which were standing, and a tickling in the corner of your still focused eye told you Hiccup was watching you. 

You wondered what his expression looked like. Was it fond, or goofy, or blank?

Did he feel anything at all at the sight? 

Had he really done this all for you?

The water rippled and the algae grew brighter as it did. There was a light dusting of blue foam across the surface and if you looked ever so slightly you could spot the occasional speck of something swimming around in the water, though you were sure it was too small to be a fish.

A sea monkey? A bug? A glowing speck?

You were certain it was not safe to swim in, but it was unbelievably gorgeous, framed by dipping and swaying ferns in the near complete darkness.

“Yeah,” You said mumbling into your elbow, noticing in your periphery as Hiccup moved forwards to stand by your side, “Yeah, I think so.”

You felt the hesitant dusting of a few fingers against your shoulder before they disappeared, twitching away and displacing the air by your ears, the feel of them there and gone causing all the hairs along your arm and neck to stand on end.

You found yourself tilting your head away from the touch, hiding the bashful flush of your face as Hiccup spoke again, “I also… I got you something else, too.”

You delicately took what was offered by a careful hand and held up the vial, smooth, clean and cool between your fingertips, a liquid inside glowing in a similar fashion to the pool in front of you and the mystical blue-washed world around.

Hiccup definitely wasn’t the type of guy to be able to keep something so clean- everything he had -books, blankets, papers, the occasional crafter compass for trade- they were all smudged by soot or the oil of skin and at the very least slightly folded in corners.

Against all odds, though, there it was. He must’ve taken great care with it.

You looked up at him.

You were sure you’d imagined it, because things like that didn’t happen in reality, and definitely not on the faces turned cartoon and whimsy to real and solid and in full, real life, completely discernable human graphic definition, but that glowing, sparkly feeling you were certain he clouds see plain as day- you felt fresh, believing for just a moment you could see it in his eyes too.

Hiccup’s head was in the clouds, his cheeks buzzing in a pleasant way, traveling up to his ears in a way that almost made him want to rub them, warm and heady and tingling in a way that was slightly ticklish.

His shoulder brushed against yours, your pinky fingers brushing together, slightly hooked, mimicking earlier when his fingers teased your palm in the imitation of a hold as the two of you walked back from the woods.

“Is it fine if we…” Your fingers came together again, the two of you turning to each other once the sound of boots and peg against wood turned into the softer, more muffled sound of weights padding against dirt.

Hiccup didn’t know he had it in him, but it was less an action made by choice and more led by an automatic zone, a feeling for what came next brought on by feeling and comfortability influenced by the ambiance, though that wasn’t to say he himself felt casual about it at all. 

Your hands were slightly shaky.

His heart was rocketing the whole time, blood pumping and beating in his eardrums.

“Separate?” Hiccup finished as you glanced off towards the darkened village, resisting the urge to shiver as a cool breeze blew by, fit to match the now dark sky, coming in from the side of him that faced the woods. 

On the other, closer to his back he noticed a very faint yellow light, warm and emanating from where he suspected the stairs to the hall lay, within which the larger half of Berk was most likely pulling together their nightly meal.

“You’ll be… fine?” He asked, breath nearly stuttering as the two of you tilted his head forwards, your foreheads so close they were nearly touching, “You can still- You can have my coat, still.”

“It’s okay,” You said, the focus of your eyes flickering from down by your hands to his face, before your hands separated.

“Thanks,” You said simply, before turning and walking forwards a few feet, a cool breeze causing your skirt to wave.

You glanced back as you left, unsure as if you were subconsciously asking if it was okay for you to leave.

Hiccup thought his legs might give out.

The night breeze was extra cold on Hiccup’s hands and back as he watched you go, though the warm, glowing feeling in his chest remained, moving down into the village, disappearing into the dark maze of alleys and open halls.

He was a night owl, as most of Berk tended to be after years of nightly raids. 

He wouldn’t be sleeping. 

He could work on blueprints for the sewage system. That was a whole project in and of itself. But with the tunnels below the village and all the dragon power they had in Berk, it might’ve just been doable. 

But as he stared out into the still quiet of the empty village, he realized he’d probably just be thinking about you instead.