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radiance1 · 6 months ago

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If Danny + Vlad = Sun Core. Then what kind of core does Vlad have for Space to just turn into the Sun? Fire? Plasma (I remember seeing this somewhere)? Star (Thought honestly the Sun IS a star)? I would like to put gravity there as well as an option but ehhhh.

So, through the mention of Time Travellers, I am ASSUMING that this is a timeline where Dan is redeemed and in Danny's timeline (Still find it fun to have Dan have a whole sort identity crisis over the fact that, if his timeline was erased then is he actually just Danny's future or completely cut off from that) since his own was erased and he maybe was let out of the Thermos from Clockwork's watch because redemption and allat.

So I am further going to assume that since Vlad is not mentioned here that he is either thugging it out with the GIW or is currently in hiding. I'm choosing the former assumption, as the thought of Vlad being captured and or experimented on is very, very enticing to think about while Dan, Danny, Dani, and Jazz are out there somewhere in the world.

(Even better if Dan left Vlad behind in order to save the DDJ (I'm not typing out their names again) and Vlad is emotionally hurt by this but logically knows that it would be the correct decision to make)

(Somewhat redeemed Vlad where isn't as much of a giant fruitloop but not full way redemption and healing because, you know, Jack and Maddie dying and then being captured by the GIW)

This would also actually make sense as to why Dan is booking it to a Pit (if he knows that or not is honestly up to you) because Vlad is compromised and, by extension, that means his portal is compromised as well.

Anywho, enough about THAT.

Regarding Jack and Maddie, I want to say that they would be good parents but a bigger part of me wants to say they would be more 'Trying Fenton Parents' as in, they're not the best and they do continue to mess up BUT! They're trying their best to be better parents than they were previously. So, they're neither strictly good nor bad but trying parents.

Maybe one of their first acts was to cut their connections with the GIW, which lead to their eventual deaths via portal exploding and the GIW. Which could actually lead to a bit more hurt on Dan's end than he originally expected, to see his parents again (Well, not his parents because his timeline is gone, but a variation) and being told that, even with trying to kill them they still accept him and trying to better themselves (Something which never happened in his timeline because, you know, dead and all) only to just... die. Without even making any good progress because it was cut short is just... pretty unfair actually.

Not to mention losing parents a second time.

RIGHT ANYWYAS.

So, giant dragon flying through the sky without care for what's below. Would obviously set off the panic button for everyone who sees it and, like you said, several Time Travellers are in a panic because the world ending threat that succeeded in destroying the world is just, right there. Up in the goddamn sky.

(Perhaps even a select few are in hysterics because they thought that timeline was just gone, erased. Because it has been so that threat shouldn't even exist anymore (Though who that would be idk))

The goverment (Cough Amanda Waller) is on the Justice League's ass about this and telling them to find a way to deal with it if it became a threat. The Justice League is trying to find any information they can to piece together with the information given by Time Travellers. Several Supervillains are interested in this being of fearsome might, some scientifically, some magically, some both and some just for the raw power they can tell it holds and wants in their service.

The GIW are... less than pleased about this situation. One, because it reveals undeniable proof of ghosts existing that removes one of their few protections with the only saving grace being that it doesn't reveal the GIW's existence yet. Two, this recent stunt would undeniably draw Amanda Waller's attention and, if she does manage to piece together that ghosts do in fact, exist, she would crack down on them with an iron fist and make everything they want to do much, much harder since she can now view them as an actual threat. Three, they escaped, which was extremely obvious yes they know, but at the very least they managed to obtain one of them out of the four of them.

It was unstable, yes. But far better than the one with the core of the moon, which was the most unstable of all of them no matter how much it tried to appear anywhere differently.

And then there was the Fenton child. They were honestly split on what to consider her as. It was apparent that she wasn't a ghost, but she was by no means normal either. She could not turn into a ghost but that was traded off for transforming into a dragon and somehow, somehow she had a core. Something humans shouldn't have and even 'liminals' as the GIW took to calling both the residents of Amity Park and even some of their own number, had a core nowhere near as well developed as she possessed. Just a pale imitation of one compared to what she had and the one of a true ghost.

She was a scientific marvel! It was a shame that her parents couldn't see that, unfortunately, even though they had the titles as the best in the field that they so foolishly discarded just because their children, in case, turned out to be a ghost and, in the other, had the qualities of one despite still being distinctly human.

The GIW were a fan of weaponized and utilized incompetence but was a truly idiotic move on their part. To think of all the discoveries they could have made together if they just made the right decision.

Truly, a pity.

The largest dragon among them, apparently some variant of their son fused with his godfather-which was as fascinating as it was hard to believe on the implications alone-was not their highest priority right now. No, that was avoiding Amanda Waller's attention but even then it still wasn't.

Their highest priority subject would be to gain custody over one Jazmine Fenton. With their lowest being that unstable clone that tried to appear anything but unstable.

Prompt 300

Danny squirms and hisses, trying to dig his claws into dark scales as the clouds whistle by. “Wait- Ancients dammit- STOP!” he shrieked, cursing how tiny his own ghost form was compared to his other not-quite-future-self. Wings that could easily dwarf the entire Ops center beat through the air, fast enough to cause his eyes to sting.

“Dan- bring me back- stop-” he wailed, despite the grip on his scruff not even loosening. Yet the larger dragon didn’t so much as twitch back towards Amity, the city disappearing into the distance like a speck. “We have to go back-”

The GIW were- were- They had to go back! The portal was gone (exploded, broken and all of Fentonworks a smoldering mess, oh Ancients he’s gonna be sick-), no one could return to the Realms, they were all sitting ducks-

“Jordan please-” he begged, even though he already knew that between the city, between every other ghost and them, Dan would always choose to keep them safe. But Jazz was hurt, she wasn’t waking up from where she lay limply cradled in Dan’s claws.

There was so much blood, and he only knew she was still alive from the weak fluttering of her core, growing stronger as her heartbeat faded. She needed help, she needed doctors- he doesn’t know if she would be able to come back, not with how they were leaving the ecto-rich city behind and he didn’t want to lose her- Dan’s blank panic was swamping his own, drowning both of them in the emotion as the dragon tore through the sky. Some part of him knew they couldn’t stay in Amity anymore, but- But Jazz needed help- Danny couldn’t help the tears that dripped from his yes, pretending it was merely the clouds as they flew to places unknown to him.

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Heey mutual @radiance1 Dragon buddy o' mine

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halloithmeagain · 3 years ago

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#on my way back from work my sister asked me to pick up some nappies and baby milk #so I’m getting the stuff #got my self some sensation sweet chilli peanuts and as a case of redbull #going through the self checkout and this person had to ID me for the redbull #She looking at me like… proof of age??#i look at her and I realised it’s this girl called fartun from school days 😂#i don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it here but she used to be in tm English class and everyone used to tease her about her name lmaoo #didn’t know her that well anywyas then I’m like bro we were in the same year fgs you already know I’m old enough #then she said mabrook on the baby (bc of the milk and nappies) and I just went along and accepted it like I have my own child at home lol #it’s weird but just made me think #everyone I knew back then I don’t know anymore #one of my best friends who’s name is also Hassan loves a whole diff lifestyle to me #a diff Hassan (his name was acc written as hossan lool) and last I heard was he lives in Denmark #another one called kenichi is dead #i genuinely used to think these man would be in my life forever

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seiyasabi · 4 years ago

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Baby Fever

(Here’s a Risotto x Female Reader x Melone fic. I typically don’t write anything besides dark content lol, so sorry @risottosplug if this sucks ｡ﾟ(｡ﾉωヽ｡)ﾟ｡ Anywyas, happy b-day, queen :))

CW: Sex (ahaha), creampie!, DP!, Dom Daddy Ris, Papa Melone, light degradation!, breeding kink!, kinda pillow princess reader?, fucked dumb lol!, etc. )

“Can you take me farther down your throat, Princess?” Risotto’s deep voice echoes throughout your master bedroom, an open hand petting your head. Whining, you nod, trying to take more of his fat cock down your throat. Your other lover is currently lapping at you quivering pussy like a dog, making it harder for you to choke him down, because of your moaning and panting. His precum helps slick your throat, luckily only having a mild taste.

He chuckles down at your attempts, heart warming at your cute expression and actions, “I know you can do it, pretty girl. You’re my pretty, little slut, such a good girl.”

His words of praise make you work even harder, completely relaxing your throat, trying to ignore your white haired lover and his sinful ministration.

Melone starts to lick and suck like a madman, trying to draw a reaction from you.

Your red eyed lover ‘tuts’ at his action, “Don't be a brat, Melone. Keep acting like that, and the only thing our Princess will call you is ‘Pig,’ Not ‘Papa.’”

He detaches his mouth from your drooling pussy, a pleading look on his face, “Don’t be like that, Daddy. I want to breed her pussy, too!”

Risotto laughs at him, before dragging him up by his hair, and claiming his lips with his own. They messily make out over your form, tongues practically shoved down each other’s throats. Ris uses his hand on your head to force you up and down his length, causing you to choke and drool around him messily.

Moving away from Melone with a smirk, he licks his lips tantalisingly, your teary eyes looking up at him in wonder, before he speaks, “Just wanted to taste our pretty girl on our pretty boy’s lips. You both taste wonderful.”

Releasing his grip from your head, he allows you to remove yourself from his cock. Strings of drool connect you to his thick prick, as you take in deep breaths you were previously deprived of.

“You did so Good, (First Name),” He kisses you tenderly on your puffy lips, “Are you ready for us to reward you?”

You nod, a bright smile appearing on your face, “Yes please, Daddy! I want you and Papa to give me a baby!”

At your words, his grip on the purple boxer clad man tightens, making him cry out in pleasure, “Your wish is our command, Princess,” He slams his lips onto yours once more, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth-which you submissively begin to suck.

Risotto releases Melone in an instant, allowing him to come up behind you, and grope your ass and tits. The purple haired man leaves open mouthed kisses up and down your throat, sucking love bites onto your most sensitive spots, triggering keens to echo through your chest.

One of the white haired man’s hands slide down to your pussy, ghosting over your clit, before stuffing three fingers into your tight, wet walls. You disconnect your lips to throw your head back in pleasure, effectively pushing yourself against Melone’s muscular chest.

The purple haired man pinches and twists your nipples, relishing the way you gasp at both men’s ministrations, “You’re so precious, (First Name). Always so good for us,” Ris’ thumb rubs circles on your puffy clit, drawing especially loud moans from your mouth.

“Daddy, Papa! I need you inside of me,” Risotto lightly pinches your clit, reminding you of your manners, “Please!”

Both men shoot each other a pleased grin, before nodding in agreement, “If that’s what you want-” Melone begins.

“-Then you shall receive,” Ris finishes, before the banged man pushes your body onto your more dominant counterpart. You hover over his hard cock, his one hand still playing with your dripping pussy, “Are you sure you don’t want Daddy to prepare you more?” He asks, suddenly serious.

You shake your head, “No, Daddy, I like the stretch!” He nods, kissing you on your glossy lips, before removing his fingers from inside of you, and spreading your pussy lips with slick fingers.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” He nudges his cockhead into your hole, slowly forcing his fat dick into your gummy pussy. Your mouth falls open at the feeling, although you knew it was coming.

It takes a few moments for him to bottom out, but when he does, the head of his cock nudges your cervix. A small bulge is seen through your tummy, causing Melone to push down on it. Moaning, you place your own hand on top of his.

“Look what you’re doing to our sweet angel,” He coos gently, smirking up at the red-eyed man, “It’s a shame we’re going to ruin your pretty cunny, I’ve always loved how tiny it was.”

At his words, you feel the slick head of his cock at your stretched opening, lightly pushing against Risotto’s. Melone’s cock is a bit skinnier, but a little longer than his counterpart. A flurry of light kisses are placed on your right shoulder, as the purple haired man hooks his arms under your thighs, “Is it okay if I come in, too? It wouldn’t be fair if Ris went first- the baby would only truly have the odds of being his,” You can practically hear him pout.

Looking up at your more reserved lover, you see his serious look. Smiling up at him gently, You nod your head yes, “Yes, Papa, I’d like that very much.”

There’s a moment of silence, as your more perverted lover starts to push his way inside of your already stuffed pussy. Mouth falling open at the feeling, a high pitched whine escapes your throat. Your white haired lover starts to circle your clit with his middle finger, trying to make it easier for you to take Melone’s long cock.

You can hear your purple haired lover moan into your shoulder, relishing the feeling of your tight, wet cunny, along with the veins of Ris’ cock rubbing against the underside of his own. His prick slides in with a little resistance, before bumping into your cervix; he’s not fully inside of you, but your hot juices dripping down onto him is enough to sate him.

Your chest heaves with deep breaths, as you try to stop yourself from clamping down as hard as you can. Both Stand users have a hard time not cumming there and then.

“Fuck- you’re so tight,” Risoto muses, still playing with your puffy clit, “Are you ready, Pretty Girl? Want your Daddy and Papa to breed you full?” You fully lean back against Melone, a bleary eyed look on your pretty face.

“Yes, please! I need you to give me a baby!” Hearing this, both men set to work. With the same fast pace, both men start to fuck up into your crammed cunny.

Melone’s own hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing it with three slender fingers. He applies more pressure than your other lover, trying to milk you of an orgasm before he cums, “Come on, Precious, milk our cocks of our milk,” Your eyes roll back, as your tongue lolling out of your mouth in pleasure.

“Please, please!” Your hips roll, trying to meet their brutal thrusts. Melone’s cock helps Risotto’s rub harshly against your g-spot, causing your spread thighs to shake. More moans and whines escape your throat, as you clamp down on them, and cum.

Your walls knead them for everything they have, causing Ris to grunt with his entire chest, and Melone to practically scream. Both men simultaneously release, adding their own milk to your gushing release. Rivulets of all three of your cum drip down their cocks and down your thighs, splattering onto your black silk sheets.

Both men watch in awe as you continue to gush, Melone having not stopped his fingers from rubbing your sensitive clit. Shameless noises escape your gaping mouth, as you try to grab the purple haired man’s wrist, “Pa-Papa, ‘m too sensitive!”

Your words cause them both to grow hard almost immediately, a sinister smirk on both of their faces, “That’s alright, My Love. By the end of tonight, your stupid mind will be mush with pleasure! Doesn’t that sound nice?” Melone’s voice is light, yet lustful, as he starts to pinch at your clit, causing your hips to jolt and your pussy to spasm. More pitiful whines and keens come from your open mouth, which Risotto fills with two of his fingers. He holds your tongue in between the phalanges, loving how you drool and such them.

“You want a baby, don’t you, Princess?” You nod your head dumbly, eyes unfocused, “Well, we have to fuck your stretched pussy until you’re round with our seed,” He moves his face right in front of yours, relishing your cute, fucked out look, “Tonight is going to be a long night.”

They start to move their hips once more, bouncing your pliant form up and down, your conjoined juices flying onto everything around you. Your loud voice bounces off of your pristine walls, yet neither of them stop their breakneck pace.

They doubt that you’ll be able to walk for the next week.

#melone jjba #risotto jjba #melone x reader #risotto x reader #la squadra x reader #risotto nero #melone #jjba x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure x reader

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h-doodles · 1 year ago

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OKAY FILO READER X LARISSA X MARILYN IS LIKE. hold on

im making use of tagalog here im TOO keyed up to translate everything!!!!! just ask clarifications in the comments ig ANYWYAS!!!!

@muffintopxs @yannavility LETS GO MGA BHIE LETS GO

SO BASICALLY established Marilyn/Larissa here :) para masaya <3

They're official and people know but they're just lowkey abt it hehe :3c

ALSO Marilyn IS Laurel but she's not out for revenge, she's gotten therapy and like. Larissa knows and supports her gf <3 & actually hold on. semi inspired by Daylily by GhostedPast (ao3) BASAHIN NYOOOOOO ANG GANDAAAAAA

ANYWAYS

Filipino reader is Nevermore's new chef, currently training to take over one of the old ones bc they're retiring etc etc and well, a job posting overseas? reader snaps it up for the opportunity <3

Anyways im gonna use my Self Insert rn para di ko na need paulit-uliting reader hahaha

introducing Helene G. Salazar, 24 years old; youngest of 3 siblings; recent graduate of BS in Hotel, Restaurant and Institution Management major in Culinary Arts from the De La Salle College of Saint Benilde :)

(im not tho. for story purposes only!!!)

guess im gonna draw her in her chef outfit later but for all intents & purposes the old drawing of me/helene in that doodle dump aka my old hair pre-dye in a half down/half-up bun!!!

basically physical attributes include: being 5'1, having dark brown eyes, dark hair & fair-ish skin :) little scarring & callouses in her hands from handing kitchen tools etc

MOVING ON

So Helene is the materially spoiled, emotionally neglected youngest child to a prominent business magnate so you know she's got issues, but she's been working on them (dont worry <3) and lives a fairly decent lifestyle out in an appartment she rents with her friends near their college (...sorry being a semi rich bitch is literally a dream and like. yeah. IN THIS ECONOMY NGA NAMAN KASI.... + living with your friends is a literal dream IM SO SAD its not happening to me!!!!!)

She's had enough of living under her father's thumb, and being expected to fully work for one of their restaurant lines thanks to the degree she insisted to pursue, constantly compared to her more "accomplished" siblings (who she DOES love but dear god, she only ever wants them in small doses), and well, after her mother died, it's not like living in the family mansion was any more bearable when she was still alive. and etc which is why she's ready & packed after graduation actually <3

OK BRAINWAVE BUT I CAN SEE AS THE ONE CHEF RETIRING AS HER UNCLE (MOTHER'S SIDE) who's her favorite relative and the reason she discovered her loved cooking & pursued her degree and like. Yeah :)

He calls her up and asks halfway through her last year if she'd be interested to move in Canada if he ever retires and be his replacement and like. Yeah, actually! That'd be nice :)

ANYWAYS

SO SHE ARRIVES DURING NEVERMORE'S SUMMER BREAK, meeting up with her uncle i'm now naming Rafael :) and brings her to his appartment in Jericho to learn the ropes & show her around etc etc before he brings her to Nevermore and like.

She's cool & optimistic during the interview & live testing with a member of the board (Larissa & the other teachers were out for a conference, so they dont meet her yet) & she gets in! she's starting the coming school year :) but she's free to come in & learn the ropes from the other chefs <3

Anyways while most of the teachers were out, the rest of the staff were going in and out as well, with no kids to look after but still a castle to maintain so. Helene learns the passages & meets & befriends new staff everyday :)

OH BTW Helene is. technically a normie here, but I want to incorporate her Mom being a Diwata/Engkantada >< but she's only inherited a slightly powered green thumb out of all the powers her mother used to have. thats the price she had to pay for living in the city & not being able to connect to nature much tbh

(the rest of the family are normies tho. Her siblings were each from another woman, he remarried 3 times and after Helene's mom died, he just gave up on love and focused on his business. Tio Rafael on the other hand is an Engkanto as well, but his powers were more focused on luck rather than nature, so he was free to go as he pleased)

ANYWAYS bringing to their first meeting! OFC Larissa knew one of their long-time chefs were retiring and wished to know the replacement as soon as posible but since the interview took place during the time she & Marilyn & the other teachers were out in a 2-week long teacher's conference, she hadn't been able to meet the new chef directly

SO cue to the day they come back, but it's Helene's day off instead and she's stocking up on herbs & spices & plants to bring to the quarters assigned to her when school starts SO this way, she meets Marilyn first— they reach for the same plant in the plant nursery and she's flustered for being caught unawares and also. HELP hot redhead stranger alert!!!! so she tells the woman to go ahead and take it and like

Marilyn: Oh that's kind of you, sweetie, but you're not from around here, are you? You should take it if you've gone all this way for this one! I can always wait for the next shipment, I'll just tell them to hold one since I'm a regular here after all :) *fixes her eyeglasses*

Helene, disaster lesbian in the presence of a v hot AND v kind redhead milf: Oh but I- um,,, are you sure? I don't really need it urgently, and I can also just come back here next time, Miss...?

Marilyn, smiling: Don't worry about it! And it's Marilyn. Marilyn Thornhill.

Helene: Well, if you're sure, then thank you very much Miss Thornhill! I'm Helene, Helene Salazar. I actually just moved here a few weeks ago, I was just stocking up on these for my cooking.

Marilyn: Please, just call me Marilyn, I get enough of that with my students! And Salazar? Are you by any chance the new chef replacing Rafael for Nevermore this coming year?

Helene: Okay, Miss— *Mari mock glares & Helene laughs* Marilyn— please call me Helene in return. And yes, I am! Tio Rafa's very excited for it to come so he can travel already, to be honest. I'm guess you're the Botany teacher then?

And basically they hit off and become friends :3c (Helene's TOTALLY crushing hard but doesn't let it show,,,,,) & leave after almost an hour of chatting & browsing through the rest of the plants

Marilyn TOTALLY tells Larissa abt the super nice encounter with the friendly new chef when she finally gets back so ofc Larissa is now even more intrigued in meeting her :)))))

ANYWAYS

im still wondering whether or not Larissa & Helene keep missing each other but Helene & Marilyn literally bump so often they're besties at the point Larissa meets Helene and its like. hee hee honk honk moment to Helene bc HOLY SHIT. how can she miss this 6'6 (okay, 6'3 w/ 3 inch kitten heels) silver haired goddess?????

And at that moment Helene gay panics a bit bc thats also. HER BOSS and oh no she's tall and hot and smells super nice and THAT ACCENT???? BABE help

so she's short & respectful & a lil spacey and excuses herself to gk so Larissa is sad Helene doesn't seem to like her while Marilyn is just. HM. getting this girl gay as fuck vibes here. but only internally bc ofc she wants to test her theory :3c

Helene makes up for it by slowly getting used??? to the woman & stalking finding out & learning how to make/whipping up Larissa's favorite desert a few weeks later and like.

(her love language is acts of service & making food kasiiiii hehe na fall na sya agad)

Helene: So for dinner I thought we could shake up the deserts for a bit; I found fresh strawberries in the Farmer's Market yesterday and got inspired—

Marilyn: Oh, that Shortcake looks positively divine! Did you know that's Larissa's favorite? You could literally lay down a slice and next thing you know, she's halfway through it the next second!

Helene: Really? Oh, well, I hope you like it, Principal Weems—

Larissa: *already savoring the first bite & moans a little with how good it is* Oh, it's DEFINITELY liked, Miss Salazar—

Marilyn: See?

Helene: *FUCKING BLUSHING INSIDE BUT TRYING TO NOT LET IT SHOW BUT HER EARS ARE RED-TIPPED & MARI NOTICES & IT'S A GOTCHA MOMENT. TO HER.* W-well, I'm glad my baking skills pass the test :)

Larissa: *purrs w/ a little playful smirk* Oh, Miss Salazar, I dare say you've gone exceeded them. *eats another bite*

Marilyn: Say, Helene, would you consider making me a Blueberry cheesecake next? I've been craving some like crazy— *tilts her head a little, getting Helene's attention, now testing her OTHER hypothesis*

Helene: *looking towards to Mari, soft & slowly going 0 thoughts head empty, nodding* O-of course, Mari! I've actually got ahold of a fresh batch as well, I've got them stored in the fridge and I'll make you them for tomorrow.

Marilyn: *smiling* Thank you, sweetheart. I already can't wait to taste it, i'm sure it'll be— *also digs in her cake and moans* —as wonderful as this cake!

Helene: *grinning dopily, DEFINITELY NOW 0 thoughts head empty* Hehehe stop na po, you're both very kind but i'm shy—

Larissa: You know, darling, you should just take the compliment.

Marilyn: Savor it properly, or else we might just have to train you to take them.

Helene: *processing*

Helene: *ERROR 404 LOCAL LESBIAN DEAD IN NEVERMORE* wh-um, ,,,,, yes okay, i'll, i'll try.......

Marilyn: Good!

Helene: 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Larissa: Now, if only I can get you to finally call me Larissa, like I've been telling you for a week now...

Marilyn: You can always try glaring at her, Riss. That's how I got her to call me by my name.

Larissa: Well, Helene? Will I have to resort to being mean?

Helene: B-but, Miss— *Larissa glares* Ugh, FINE, Larissa, you win!

Larissa: Good girl.

Helene:

Helene: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣

(HDJDKDDK YUNG KABAKLAAN KO GIRL HELP)

SO like i said earlier its established Marilyn/Larissa ok? they're p happy but like. Helene being SO attentive and real and earnest with both of them makes them. so soft and LEARNING THAT THIS GIRL is attracted to them both? but still very respectful of their boundaries and supportive???? they have a discussion and agree they're open to negotiating a poly relationship <3

AND DAY BY DAY YUNG KABAKLAAN NI HELENE MGA BHIE. DI NA KINAKAYA NG KATAWAN. THIS BITCH IN 24/7 GAY YEARNING MODE BUT ITS NEVER BEEN A BETTER TIME BC SHE'S USING THOSE ENERGIES TO POWER HER COOKING

and like. idk. you can just taste the love in the meals she creates when she's in shift. and everyone who eats during those days she's on duty is like. Wow, this really just tastes like love AND what a good home is like.

Helene fell first, but Rissa & Mari are falling harder and like. they're all having dinner now like GIRL gabigabi na halos HAHAHAHA date night and like. wAUGHH HHHH one night Helene expresses she misses authentic leche flan (as in yung nasa lañera pa), suman, bibingka AND puto bumbong

(oo nagugutom ako for these kakanin RIGHT NOW HELP)

so anyways Larissa & Marilyn research what those are and like. Helene has always cooked for us & made us our favorite treats, maybe we could try and find where we could get these and make them for her? as a treat????

And like. ofc out of the 4 snacks listed there the most feasible one they could create is the leche flan and honestly its a stroke of luck that Rafael was back in town a day Helene was driving out to meet with one of her friends who's also moved to Canada (........i have half a mind to create another OC who's also a therapist/psychiatrist to pair with Miss Valerie Kinbott bc u know what. the milfs in this show deserve love and happiness and to me theyre all aliveeeeee LMAO)

ANYWAYS BASICALLY THEYRE SOFT BITCHES OMG WTF IM SCREAMING helppppp hellpppppppppp

so they enlist Rafael's help, who got the lañeras from a fellow OFW working in Burlington, and proceeded to learn to make the treat :)))))

ok but also

Rafael: *when the flans are placed into the steamer and now they just have to wait for them to cook* Miss Weems, I know we've been colleagues for quite some time now; and Miss Thornhill, it's been a year but I'd like to consider us friends, with how frequent you'd sneaked into the kitchens at midnight, so I have to ask. What are your intentions with my niece?

Larissa: I'm sorry?

Marilyn: We, we just wanted to do something nice for her...

Rafael: ...You both have this certain glint in your eyes. Have you even told her you're together?

Larissa: I'm sure she already knows, we have been affectionate in her presence before—

Marilyn: But we're, well. I know we're low-key most of the time, but students and the other staff talk too, you know.

Larissa squeezes her hand, and straightens her back, decided. Rafael looks at her & Marilyn, unflinching.

Larissa: We're falling for your niece, Rafael. I know it's unorthodox, but, well, Marilyn and I talked...

Marilyn: ...We're both in agreement about opening our relationship, to include her, if she'll have us.

Rafael: ...Good. I just had to make sure.

Larissa & Marilyn: ¿¿¿¿????

Rafael: My niece has had the most impossible crushes & worst kind of relationships since she came out, so I'm just happy to see her luck's turned around. Please, take care with her. She's strong, but her heart is fragile.

Larissa & Marilyn look at each other, then back again to Rafael, and nods.

MEANWHILE

Helene w/ the bestie:

Helene: I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. OH MY FUCKING GOD. I CAN'T. I NEED TO QUIT!

Bestie, who I'm now naming Eva: *patting her bestie on the back* What happened to the girl who once vowed to seduce her math's prof in second year to pass? and did pass but only slept with them during the graduation itself?

Helene: *glaring at her* Gago, make out lang. Kulang kasi sa oras, plus— wait, TIMEOUT, that's not the point here!

Eva: *rolls her eyes* The point is, you've got no point. Like mo sila both, right? So bat 'di mo nalang itry, nagawa mo na dati dibe?

Helene: *raises her hands* THEY'RE TOGETHER AND I LOVE AND RESPECT THEM TOO MUCH FOR THAT!!!

Eva: Ah, so you've finally admitted it. Congrats!

Helene:

Eva:

Helene: Huh?

Eva: Girl, yung kabaklaan mo, kita from outer space.

Helene: char lang yan, right?

Eva: Helene.

Helene: Right?

Eva:

Helene: Shit. and they still are comfortable enough to have dinner with me everyday?

Eva:

Helene: *castrophisizing*

Eva: Back up bes, you guys have dinner everyday?

Helene: Yeah, specially made desserts ko pa. Why?

Eva:

Helene:

Eva: Girl—

Helene: OKAY sorry na! I'm probably reaching for the stars pero di ko mapigilan!

Eva: Girl—

Helene: And like. I just have this fervent need to see them smile. EVERYDAY. Bonus points pag napatawa ko sila bigla, which is. often, kaya di ko talaga mapigilan—

Eva: BABE!

Helene: ANO!

Eva: has it ever occured to you that these milfs of yours are interested with you? Baka lang naman.

Helene: *broken* wha,

Eva: Because like. Girl we know what you're like when you're geniunely in love with someone pero di pa kayo. And it always SHOWS in your cooking pa naman, literally made with love yung mga putahe mo so like. Malamang sa malamang, alam nila—

Helene: But they haven't said anything though? Business as usual pa din sila—

Eva: Paki walkthrough nga ano yang business as usual na yan?

Helene: Ok so after eating we take turns to wash, dry and stack the plates; usually a song from my playlist going on while Mari sings along BADLY but she's cute so we forgive her; then we retire to Riss's sofa in her quarters, me lying on her lap while she plays with my hair and Mari gives me a soft massage on the legs; and if it's a Friday, we spice it up with Riss opening up a bottle of wine to share while Mari queues an episode of—

Eva: Ohmaygawd, you bitches gay!!!!!!

Helene: I MEAN. IS THAT NOT WHAT FRIENDS DO??????????

Eva: Helene. Lee. Honey. Sweetie. Darling.

Helene: Oh my goddd, don't ever petname me again! That's so weird—

Eva: Let me guess, they call you that, and tell you Good girl leaving you a blushing mess—

Helene: OKAY HEAR ME OUT—

Eva: ah, ah, ah— Listen to me right now, Salazar. There is absolutely NO chance. 0% GUARANTEED that they AREN'T interested in you! That's literally gay behaviors there, and they're getting you!

Helene: So I, I have a chance? With both of them?

Eva: Helene, if those two aren't plotting rn how to steal your heart officially I SWEAR i'll shave my hair. But if I'm right, you're gonna have to whip out that little black card I know your sister gave you and I'm taking you shopping.

Helene: .........You know what, that's still a win-win situation to me, so sure, I'll take that bet.

(Ok help that went long aldhdkdldk i just really NEEDED a bestie who is the same batshit crazy I am hehe)

MOVING BACK

So when they get back from their outings, the first thing they do is have dinner, the Flans safely tucked in the fridge and like. Mari & Larissa insist on cooking for Helene for a change bc she looked. a bit tired. and stressed? so like. as another treat, for her, even if they do know now that Helene is a literal goddess in the kitchen so like. yeah <3

AND HELENE APPRECIATES IT SM. bc like. yes she IS a trained chef and her love language is acts of service and gift giving via food and like. being the one to recieve it instead is like. SO special!!!!!!

and she's just making them laugh while they finish the food and make her SIT THERE and like. it's just so soft she can't help but sigh so contentedly and relax sooooo much. the only thing better would be dessert.

Helene, jokingly: So you've wined and dined me, but I don't see anything in the oven for dessert?

Larissa: Oh don't worry darling.

Marilyn: Your dessert is right here.

Helene: Riss, Mari, I know you're both a snack, a full course meal even, but—

Larissa:

Marilyn:

Helene: What? I'm just speaking the truth!

Larissa: 😳 Thank you, Helene.

Marilyn: But actually, we DO have something in the fridge for you.

Helene: Ohhhh, I was just joking, really, you guys didn't have to—

Helene:

Helene: Is... is that?

Larissa: Well, you've been so good to us, we just wanted to—

Marilyn: Return the favor in spoiling you—

Larissa: And your Uncle is back in town, so we were able to get guidance—

Marilyn: And while we had to drive to Burlington to get those metal trays—

Larissa: It was worth it.

Marilyn: You're worth it.

Helene:

Helene: (sorry im using my own emote rn but hey you know what its MY SI!OC she can get her hair dyed like mine as a treat actually)

Helene: I, I absolutely don't know what to say— I'm completely floored—

Larissa: How about a thank you?

Helene: R-right! Thank you both, so much—

Marilyn: Mhm, and now why don't you open up your mouth and have a taste?

Helene: I—

Helene is quickly fed by Mariyn a piece of the flan, and her eyes close, whimpering.

Helene: *savoring the perfect piece of heaven, moaning* Mmm, so good... You both made this? *swallows*

Larissa: *taking over and eating a bite as well, her sweet tooth rearing it's head, before feeding Helene another piece* With Rafael overlooking and judging on the side, yes.

Helene: *chewing thoughtfully & then swallowing* Well, it's perfect— it tastes just like home, and I, I—

Helene: I could just kiss you both right now, honestly.

Marilyn: *Gets the next piece, Larissa feeding it to her, while she smiles at Helene* We wouldn't be opposed to it, sweetheart.

Larissa: *Hums* We actually wanted to speak to you about it, Darling.

Helene: I, I— like you. Both of you—

Helene: My heart beats for the both of you, but you have been SO good to me & I respect your relationship too much that I cannot fathom to even come between you—

Larissa: Oh, Helene, we know.

Marilyn: And we like you too.

Helene:

Helene: *brokenly, but full of hope* So, what happens now?

Larissa puts down the spoon & takes Helene's hand, while Marilyn moves a hand to her arm and squeezes it gently.

Larissa: We, and I do mean Marilyn and myself; that is— we've talked, extensively.

Marilyn: And we agreed that we'd talk to you, and if you accepted; we'd like to try and be in a polyamorous relationship with you.

Helene looks at both women, tears in her eyes, unbelieving, but hopeful; ever so hopeful. She stands, and brings them both to a crushing hug, garnering surprise at her strength, but both women hug her back.

Helene: *muffled* —es. Yes, please, I'd love nothing more!

Help HELP HELPP HELPPP PIM SO EMOT ABT IT HELPP!!!!!!!!

ok but also that night she gets to sleep witb them in their bed (JUST. CUDDLING FOR NOW. help) and like.

Helene: This is real, isn't it? I'm not dreaming?

Marilyn: *pinches Helene's cheeks* ...That real enough for you?

Helene: *pouting* ouchhhh. Okay, okay! I believe!!!!

Larissa & Marilyn: *both smiles and kisses her cheek on their respective side, loving the way Helene just. blushes.*

Larissa: It's real, Helene.

Marilyn: You're ours now.

Helene: Mmm, just as long as you're both mine, I'll live with that 🥺💕

ANYWAYS HAW YEE SBDDKDNDKDLDLLDJDK I STILL HAVE SOME IDEAS TO FEATURE MORE OF THE FILIPINO SIDE BUT LIKE!!!!! TANGINA 1 AM NA 7 ORAS KO NA TONG SINUSULAT AHAHAHAHA BRAINROT REAL LETS GOOOOOOOOOOO

sorry but having a brainwave abt Filipino reader rn sending tagalog memes to Larissa & Marilyn and them going ????? baby are you okay?

#girl help the spirit of the gays posessed me #ANYWAYS MWAH its just something so lovely and personal to sprinkle in details of my culture hehe #anyways. LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GOOOOO #larissa weems #marilyn thornhill #larissa weems x reader #marilyn thornhill x reader #larissa weems x reader x marilyn thornhill #my fic #fanfic #lee writes #lee writes stuff

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rinnepegger · 3 years ago

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hii, i saw you didn't get an idolish7 request yet so here's my time to shine! Can i have hc with Sogo having a crush on an affectionate and a bit playfull s/o idol pls? (I swear the other members would notice it 🥺)

OKG YESTGWH AND FIRST AINANA REQUEST. Tysm for requesting #!!#! Sogo is literally so cute but he's a full grown man with dick and balls so 🙂🙂☺️. Anywyas I hope you enjoy!

TW/CW: Fluff, GN!Reader

Sogo Osaka with a crush on affectionate and playful idol s/o

You have this man wrapped entirely around your finger >;)

You two met at a get together for your seperate production companies and you two just seemed to have caught each other's eyes.

Since then you've been in close contact with him.

He knows when your live shows are so he knows when and what excuses to make up.

"Tamaki, actually I'll stay in the dorm today. You and the rest can go on without me first;;"

Then he hides in his room to watch your concert livestream and fangirl to himself so cute kebnwnwnd

Whenever someone brings up your name or something that just sounds alike, he immediately perks up form whatever he was doing.

"what was it about y/n that you were talking about..?"

Since he's really bad at hiding his emotions, the entire group would notice.

Especially Yamato, he'd literally tease the fuck out of this man until he was more red than from alcohol.

And when Yamato leaves the two of you alone, it's your turn to shine (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧.

You poke a little fun at this man for being so red and shy.

"oh I bet you were watching my lives last night weren't you??"

"H-how did you know!"

"Aha! I was just playing with you, but it's flattering to know that THE Sogo Osaka is watching my concrets! Any feedback?"

Now you have this man cornered. He's contemplating whether or not to give actual remarks, while trying to make the red go away from his face.

Aand Yamato returns! He has a coffee in his hand which he passes to you.

"Well we actually have to get going. Hope to see you around again!"

And when they return to their other group members, you best believe that Yamato had told everyone the entire situation.

Sogo would also pass you drinks and try to make small talk with you when you're alone together, maybe in each other's greenrooms before a joint concert

You'd notice that he stutters a little, how he doesn't make eye contact with you as much as he does with other women.

And also the fact that he constantly fidgets.

Sometimes Yamato and Tamaki set the both of you up, sometimes they don't.

But all that is thrown out the window when he actually gets to spend time with you.

He likes the warm aura you emit, and the way you can be so casually teasing, without feeling any morsel of embarrassment.

The list goes on, but just know that this man is an absolute sucker and smitten for you.

He also abssoolutely loves your hugs omf so warm and comforting.

Literally what he needs every day after a tiring shoot.

Sogo wants you, needs you as his so desperately.

Of course sometimes he tries to initiate any form of physical affection, but you tease him about it being "unlike him".

If he seems somewhat upset you do have to give him a hug after (lol), maybe pinch his cheeks a little hehe.

But sometimes your overly-affectionate self gets him jealous.

For example when you sling an arm around Yamato when you're talking to him. He gets so upset lol

And of course if you're not dense enough, you'd be able to pick up on the fact that he clearly has a crush on you too.

Practically everyone knows it at this point but he just thinks he's so sneaky.

Why not feed into his pride a little? But of course you have the upper hand 😝🤭

Now it's up to you whether or not to decide if you'd like to play around with him a little more, or squeeze the truth out of him.

#idolish7 #ainana #i7 #i7 headcanons #idolish7 headcanons #sogo osaka headcanons #sogo osaka #IDOLiSH7 sogo osaka #eeeppee

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equizona · 4 years ago

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Hello! May I request ohshc hosts x reader and it's just soft hcs with their s/o? It's just high-key yearning hours yk?

Ok so I'm so sorry but I don't write for Honey and Mori! I've tried and I just dont feel like I can get their character right? I'm so sorry ssnsmsk but I took ideas from another ask i got and i hope that's okay iendis also I made this into naptime/cuddling headcanons cuz that's soft for me and I'm bug on nap time sianisekns

Naptime headcanons[OHSHC]

Haruhi dosen't actually naptime

And she isn't that much of a cuddler

But you definitely are

So one day you decide to drag her to bed for cuddles and naps

And that's what's happening now

You and haruhi are having a lazy conversation as you cuddle

With a movie playing in the background

Its ponyo uwu

Anyways

Shes brushing her fingers through your hair

As your head is on her flat chest

After you've fallen asleep Haruhi will get up again though

She prefers not to sleep during the day so she can sleep better during the night

But she'll be happy you wanted her to join uwu

Kyoya well

He isn't that big on pda

Or affection in general actually

But he also wont deny it

But naptime? What are you? Five?

He won't give in easily

But if you stay persistent enough

He'll eventually agree, sighing

As he let you drag him towards either if your beds

Depends if your at his house or if hes at your lol

Anywyas

Plz stay persistent this man never sleeps-

When you are sleeping well

He won't be cuddly

But he wont complain if you lay your head on his chest and wrap your arms around him to the best of your ability

After your eyes are closed and your asleep

He'll follow after you

And then in then after naptime your going to wake up with his head in your chest, and his arms welled around you as both of you lay on your side

Just go back to sleep uwu

Tamaki, tamaki, tamaki

There isnt any complaints here

If you suggest you wanna have naptime with you?

Hes overjoyed

Emediantly picks you up and then hes carrying you towards the bed

Then when your thought process is back online

Hes already in the bed with you all cuddled up

And hes grinning at you

Tamaki is one of the three hosts with like

Very soft hair

Run your hands though his hair plz

He'll probably keep himself awake until you've fallen asleep

All while he'll mabye be humming or quietly singing a lullaby?

Then he'll drift off into dreamland with you

uwuuwwu

I can most definitely imagine

Him and Kaoru having had naps plenty of times

And I definitely think he'll join you for a nap pretty quickly

He'll probably say no the first two times even if he wants to emediantly agree

But then he'll agree

He dont wanna sound desperate and make you dislike him smh

N e w ays

He ain't a good nap time buddy

You'll probs end up on the floor when you wake up

;//

Anyways

He is a good cuddle though

BUT

Be aware he will use you as a pillow

Again, he is part of the soft hair trio with Tamaki and Kaoru so

Brush your fingers through his hair plz

Now Kaoru

He is my mans

And the ultimate naptime buddy

He has to deal with Hikaru snoring, moving around, kicking him out of bed, etc

So hes used to the most

And even if he'll complain and tease you if you do any of those things

He dosen't actually care

If he did he would've asked for a different bed than the one he and Hikaru shared-

Moving on

He is also a great cuddler

He'll either have you use him as a pillow or he'll use you as a pillow

He will also brush his fingers through your hair

And he'll mabye hum you a lullaby

He's not the best but he tries

He'll let you drift off before he drifts of himself

Your the one who wanted naptime after all

So its only fair you sleep first and he makes sure your comfortable

He's just over a good boy

And a good naptime partner

Is it obvious I love Kaoru?

He's my favorite smh

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sagessoftwings · 3 years ago

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hi i was wondering if you could give me a haikyuu matchup ! (preferably a male character) i’m 19 and i go by she/her pronouns, i have gold-brown hair and i’m about 5’5. i’m a taurus sun, libra moon and aqua rising, and im a enfp/7w6. i’d say my top kins are rapunzel, kaori (from ylia) oikawa and sugawara.

a lot of people would describe me as bright and friendly, but also academically and emotionally intelligent. i value honesty and communication but often overthink and strongly worry about how others view me. i’ve always been told i’ve been mature for my age, growing up i was an only child with a single mom so i had to adjust being around adults all the time. i often think about philosophy (specifically ethics) and i’m the first one to give advice. i’d say i give much thought about my actions and im the opposite of impulsive. sometimes this causes me to play it safe and i think i need to work on taking risks every once and a while. i think my biggest fear is not living up to people’s expectations for me. i was always known as the advanced kid in my grade, often getting awards for my achievements, but eventually after getting to high school i was just the same as everyone else. my report card always was excellent but if i was recognized publicly, i felt like a failure. my family and friends all expected me to be outstanding as before but i couldn’t do that and it made me feel lost. on the other hand i think competition motivates me, i’m thankful to have had a few friends i would always compete with on test scores because that’s what drove me to be better. i’m definitely the extrovert in my group of friends, as well as the mom figure (always ordering for them and the only one who will make plans) if i’m not the one who is making plans for large get together or anything of that kind, i often get anxious and i feel out of control (i think that’s also one of my weaknesses; my need to be in control) usually though, since im pretty responsible, my friends don’t mind and it goes smoothly.

overall i look for stability and brightness in a friendship/relationship. i don’t usually get along with people who are impulsive and those who will blindly call people out (i’m the one to look at multiple perspectives, even if that means disagreeing with those close to me) i think financial and communicational (?) stability is extremely important and i will constantly need reassurance, due to my frequent overthinking. i also think that i need someone who is open minded and willing to go on small little adventures all the time (even if that just means going on a walk or going on food runs) i think excitement is necessary to keep a relationship alive and need someone who understands my humor/sarcasm. my love languages are quality time and physical touch and i think fun date ideas to me would include something like going to an amusement park or a picnic, even just staying inside and baking would be a dream. i’m also an ex-theatre kid and i like painting and baking :) anywyas thank you !!

Absolutely darling, here you go sweetheart!

I ship you with Daichi Sawamura!!

Daichi is a well planned person and strives for excellence

Well tries to, nobody is perfect my love

He loves to help you challenge yourself and always reminds you no matter what, trying is succeeding

When you tend to overthink yourself he wants nothing but to comfort you, just being yourself in enough for Daichi

When the team is needing to plan something, everyone turns to you

Even his team trusts you and loves the way you execute your plans, it always goes so smoothly for them

In the end you’re basically a side manager and the repay you by getting you your own personalized jacket

They all love you so dearly because you take everyone into consideration

Daichi will also randomly show up to your place and take you on day trips, just to experiment and open you up to spontaneous ideas

He’ll start off slow though, doesn’t wanna rush things and make you too uncomfy

Starts off by taking you to pick up some dinner and watching movies at his place

Daichi loves to joke around with you, so the ‘oh, really?’ tease type

Daichi spends a majority of his time with you and loves when you come to his games

Your always the first person he goes to see after

He is a whore for amusement parks, and is a total thrill seeker

Just keep and eye on what and when he eats because he will throw up

Very bad stomach problems for how much he eats

Loves when you teach him little baking recipes and when you let him lick the spoon? UGH

Will make his heart melt <3

#haikyuu matchups #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu daichi #daichi fluff #daichi x reader #hq matchups #hq daichi #hq fluff

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fallen029 · 3 years ago

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Beginning of the central plot for the next part of OpB. Almost finished with everything as whole, just feel bad that it’s been a few months, so here’s this if you want it.

Joya was a proud, but small nation that Haven had only heard of in passing and Locke knew very little about. But, same as all nations, its port cities seemed to be the same as else where. Docks and shops and people milling about. It was easy to sneak into the country without going through any proper channel when it was exiting off a known boat with steady and shady connections.

Jed was silent for once, completely, even as they were still somewhat out from the shore. Just the lights of his home country, something he’d never thought he’d glimpse again, was enough for him to bow his head in silence.

The others left him alone to his thoughts.

There was no ploy or pretending as they left the boat. Carrying of crates or anything like that. Just one of the guys Haven knew calling out to her, remarking that they had three days; the evening of that last day, he was pulling out of Joya and they could either find themselves there or left behind.

“We should give him a few minutes,” Locke muttered to the women as, once they were on the docks, Jed stumbled off in a bit of a daze while the three of them hung back. “And figure out where we’re headed first.”

“Three days?” Shae snorted, glancing over at Locke. “We won’t have enough time to go both places.”

“We’ll split up then,” Haven suggested. “Two people go one way, two go the other. We meet up back here. I’ll go with Jed, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Shae retorted as the blonde only ignored her.

“And you and Shae,” she went on, “go get that woman or whatever, Locke.”

“Will you actually get back here in time?” he questioned. “And not get yourself into any trouble? This is a tight timeline. Splitting up makes it even more-”

“I actually probably feel better about not showing up at her house with four people,” Shae offered with a bit of a shrug. “And it shouldn’t take me long to just….ask. That’s all I gotta do. You know? Ask a question. Just ask. And then-”

“Jed and I’ll probably have more fun than you guys anywyas,” Haven remarked over the other woman.

“Yeah,” Locke retorted with a frown. “Taking an emotionally shattered man to his deceased father’s home sounds like a walk in the park.”

She stopped short suddenly, Haven did, causing someone walking behind them to nearly bump into her. As that person grumbled at the woman though, she only frowned ahead at Locke and Shae.

“Wait, I wanna switch,” she insisted then. “Locke. You go do that.”

“Nope?”

“What?”

“No.”

“Locke-”

“You wanted to bring him, Haven. And you kept insisting that he’s your friend, so-”

“Shae’s my friend too,” the blonde insisted. But when she tried to toss her arm around the other woman’s shoulders, she was only shoved off. “Shae-”

“Yeah, no,” Shae retorted simply.

“Then...Locke come with me and Jed! Don’t be a creeper, crashing Shae’s reunion with her girlfriend.”

“Haven,” the man finally sighed, exasperated some. “You knew that he was going there for that reason. Why are you acting like this about it now?”

“Because I didn’t think of it the way that you said.” And she hadn’t. At all. Jed, up to this point, had mostly been someone she spwed her views onto. The idea of him potentially requiring her comfort was terrifying and she knew with certainty would only result in her screwing it up. “So really, it’s your fault and you should have to go with him.”

“Just think about whatever you were thinking about before I put the thoughts into yoru head.”

“I can’t! I wasn’t thinking anything then!”

The man nodded down at her. “I believe that.”

“You’re better at this shit than me, Locke,” she insisted then, trying her best to sound pathetic. On Haven, it just felt flat and empty. “You go with him, okay? And me and Shae-”

“No.” The other woman couldn’t give Haven a chance to sway her boyfriend. She’d see the two of them interact enough the past few months to know that, soon enough, the convincing would be complete. “You can’t switch.”

“Why not?” Haven frowned at the other woman then and they’d all stopped walking, at the end of a street corner, standing around staring at one another. “You think that I can’t help you with this one? I conned Locke’s ass into getting back with me whenever I wanted.”

“I happened to be in between people every single time you- Shut up, Haven,” he complained some with a frown while Haven only shrugged some at the other woman.

“If you want help in this,” the blonde kept up, “then you should pick me to go with you.”

Shae rolled her eyes before looking off, back out at the water. To Haven she remarked simply, “Hard pass.”

“Sorry, Have,” Locke snickered as his girlfriend glared up at him. “Looks like you and your best friend are gonna go have some heartfelt moments together. A new type of adventure for you, yeah?”

They couldn’t take much longer out of their already short schedule for arguing the inevitable. Jed returned to them eventually, a bit misty eyed, but alright otherwise, and they all had one last meal together before splitting up. Shae and Locke would be taking a train one way while Haven and Jed merely had a day or so’s walk.

“Don’t get into too much trouble, okay?” Locke insisted to Haven as he hugged her goodbye. The woman was stiff in his grasp, angry over him not allowing her off easy for once, but that was fine for the man. Rigid described Haven in a lot of ways, honestly. “I know new places make it difficult for you to control yourself.”

“Number one,” Haven carped, “I’m always in control. Always.” As he released her, she only took a step closer, whispering the next part only to the man, “Number two, I’m going with someone to his dead father’s abandoned place. For your benefit. So shut the fuck up, Locke. Idiot.”

He smiled though, reaching out to pat the woman on the top of her head, replying simply, “I love you too, Haven.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Come on.” Shae glared over at the two of them. “Locke. We have to go.”

“Safe travels to the two of you as well,” Jed was sure to bid the both of them farewell. “I hope to see you in better spirits when we meet again, Shae.”

No matter how things went, somehow the woman doubted that.

Locke kissed Haven before tapping her on the head and following after the departing Shae. The train was boarding and they were gone, just like that, and Haven didn’t wait to see it leave the station. Rather, she snorted a bit, at nothing really, before turning on her heel to start on her own journey.

“There should be a lot tension on our side of things, I imagine,” Jed offered Haven once they were back on the road. “Don’t you as well? Haven?”

The woman was actually in the process of glancing over a map with a confused stare. Locke had given it to her after purchasing their train tickets and even ran a finger over a certain path. She’d been more concerned with being cold towards the man then, to commit it to memory, and now she wasn’t sure of where they were headed. The blonde could be, at times, a bit directionally impaired.

When he noted her distraction, Jed merely reached over to lay a hand on her shoulder. After garnering the woman’s gaze, he said simply, “I’ll get us there. I’ve been to this port many times in my youth. It is not a far distance.”

It was hard for her to disagree as, no matter how far she’d been in Fiore, she too seemed to always know her way back to Magnolia and its surrounding areas.

She imagined Locke’s trip with Shae to be a lot quieter than her own and almost envied it. Almost. She knew, deep down, that she was not the person to be helping Shae through whatever relationship woes she was going through. Of course she knew. But that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t rather be there, either sulking about being reprimanded by Locke for an inappropriate tone or question or smoldering over something the other woman had retorted. Now she was left to make the inappropriate remarks alone and, hopefully, police herself on the issue.

Being sympathetic had never been one of her strong suits. Empathetic either.

So she tried to keep the conversations steered towards other things. Jed was an easy person to have a conversation with, Haven had always found, and he seemed rather amused with her shortcomings rather than off put by them.

“You know,” he’d told her once, back at base, when they were doing rounds and she just got finished drifting from telling him about a job she took once and into how incompetent both Ravan and Locke were on it, “you’re very vivacious. In a certain kind of way.”

“Oh yeah?” And she was guarded, that evening, on edge of not only patrol, but also riding down a high from absolutely berating Locke and Ravan, fictionally, in her mind. “What’s that mean, anyways?”

“Vivacious?” The man shook his head. “Like...effervescence.”

“If you’re trying to make me feel stupid-”

“It means that you’re excitable. Enthusiastic.” He laughed at her souring expression. “It’s a good thing. Usually. But I think that your motivations and goals sometimes...make it rub people the wrong way. It can be off-putting. But I like it. You remind me of people I knew, when I was your age. Lively. Excited about what was to come.”

Haven found that she liked him for the opposite reason. She typically found herself drawn to people who were either as vicious as herself or were starch against it, who she would then butt heads with. Most everyone in her life seemed to fit in those categories, some even sliding between them, but Jed reminded her of something from her past as well.

His meekness and content being felt a lot like her sister, who was always the first to listen to Haven’s fantastical tales and, these days at least, seemed pleased to hear most of them. Jed’s aura felt equal to Marin’s, in a low-key way, and she took comfort in him hanging around.

Being her friend.

Haven didn’t have a lot of those. Most people she’d formed some semblance of one with were merely there for usage, on her part or theirs. Jed might’ve been the only person she had at the moment, outside of Xay, who enjoyed her presence.

So he listened, talking idly with her as they hiked together, taking rests for the man in spots, conversation mainly centered on the woman. As was the standard. She spoke some on former jobs and Jed laughed in places, shook his head in concern in others, but was overall impressed with most things she had to say. Having grown up literally in the bar most of the time, she’d long learned the art of a tall tale and, there with a rapt audience, she gave way to her most braggadocios, slanted and one-sided versions of events she could muster.

For someone who hadn’t grown up around mages much, Jed found them to be more like comic adventures he’d spent his childhood reading, only drawn out and less plot thoughtful, in the way life truly was, rather than concise and consistent. Haven had a knack for losing interest, in the middle fo tales, when it got too difficult to spin it in her favor, and they would just be transported, it felt like, straight to the next battle scene where she could shove her prowess off on someone who knew nothing of such feats.

Everyone in her life was a caricature of their actual selves, as it related to Haven, and it all felt so magical and distant, even from her own perspective. Maybe that was why, after being exposed to this for a number of weeks, that Jed felt so bold as to ask a question, make a request almost, for a story, as they took a breather on the side of a path. Haven was knocking back some water while he sat, on a stone, catching his breath some.

“Can I ask you a question?”

Haven hardly even shrugged, glancing over at the man in anticipation.

He smiled some, Jed did, in a curious way, pondering aloud almost as he asked, “Why is it that you and your father don’t get along?”

She choked a bit, on the water, even making a face at the mention of the man.

“Laxus?” She snorted. “I was just saying that he was pissy about how Ravan and I handled the job. That’s all.”

“No, I understood the story,” he assured the blonde. “I couldn’t imagine I would like it much either, if I had a child who was constantly taking such risk-”

“It’s not that.” And she snorted again, feeling weird now as she moved to take another, smoother, sip from her canteen. Taking in a breath after, she said, “He’s not...worried about me. He never was. That wasn’t the point.”

“The point?”

“Of...him. And how we are.” She frowned. “He was drunk. A lot. When I was a teen. And jealous that I was primed to be a better mage than him. Or something. I don’t know. He probably doesn’t even know. He’s a drunk asshole. I mean he was. Then. It’s different now. The drinking part. But he’s still an asshole.”

Jed was silent for a moment, making sure the woman had finished speaking before offering simply, “I’m sure he was.”

“Of course he was.”

“My father could be...pushy and distant as well. When I was growing up.” He got to his feet, pulling his pack onto his back once more. “Strangely, though, when I think back on our interactions, they don’t seem nearly as harsh as I remember feeling them in the time. I suppose our mind, our memories, paint things the second they’re absorbed. It’s why you can never take someone fully on their word, hm?”

She’d been duped. By the man. Knowingly or not, he’d walked her into the topic she was hoping to avoid.

“I’m not a liar,” Haven defended, momentarily confused by his approach, but Jed only shook his head.

“I know,” he agreed. “That is how you view your interactions with your father. It is the truth. I guess I mean to imply, how different it might be, to address them ten years from now, as I am with my own father. When I was your age, I ran off as well. With my own ideas and morals. It’s the way it has to be, for some of us. You either become your parent or you become the polar opposite. Conform or run away. Believe it or not, I did my fair share of both. Before he died.”

His voice fell off here and Haven felt something, the natural urge to not only know more, but to also just further the conversation. It was futile to fight it, as she’d known, the second she realized she was stuck in this fruitless misadventure.

So she tired to think like Locke. Instead. Because he was never nervous about speaking to others, even in such dramatic situations, and it got her out of a lot of sticky situations. Shutting up was usually best and letting Locke take over, in these parts of things, but to have to become him, almost…

“How long ago was it?” she whispered softly as they’d become to walk again, at Jed’s pace, and he smiled over at the woman when she questioned this.

“Four years,” he replied with a soft nod of his head. “I just turned thirty-one and he’d sent me a card, in the mail, that I didn’t wish to open just yet. Our last correspondence hadn’t been pleasant and I just...shoved it aside. I would deal with it later. But, a few days came to pass and I hadn’t. Then another letter came. Not from him, but from our home town, and I… Knew. Somehow, I just knew. He hadn’t been sick. I even opened the card he sent and it made no mention of feeling unwell. So how did I know then? Before I even read the words? That he had… How do you feel those sorts of things?”

Staring over at the man, Haven’s first reaction was to respond with something from her own life. Her own feelings on the matter. But she was able to bite it back, thinking to Locke instead, and finding it in herself to ask, “How did he die?”

“It’s the strangest thing.” Jed even laughed a bit. “Healthiest man you’d ever seen for his age. Dead. Just dropped, one day, in his lab. His assistant found him and it was an entire madhouse, at first, but turns out he had a heart attack. Cardiac arrest. Just like that.” And he snapped, Jed did, with a shake of his head. “Everything can change, just like that.”

Haven didn’t like this assessment of death, especially given it had never been how she’d rightly viewed it. You died in the heat of battle or as a decrepit old shell of your former self, left over after all the other battles were complete.

There was no in between.

She understood, of course, at the core of the idea, that yes, people did die of unforeseen causes. They might get sick or hit by a carriage. Maybe they drank themselves to death or even tripped and hit their head too hard. They could be murdered in the heat of a robbery or even in just a lovers quarrel gone wrong.

But those weren’t the kinds of deaths that she foresaw for herself or any of the friends she had.

You died fighting.

Always.

She’d died fighting.

The idea of not even having a chance at wading off your whatever brought about your death was somehow more terrifying than the idea itself and she pictured losing her father that way. Her parents. Just in the blink of the eye. No one to be angry at, no way to avenge them. Everything can change.

Just like that.

“His home is a bit remote though,” Jed was going on while Haven had fallen into silence. “I had to lug all of his belongings back from the lab, to his cabin, following his death. I stayed there for two weeks following his death, not sure what I was going to do with the place, and then I left. For the coast. To clear my head. And I never rightly returned. I hope to find all of his papers still in order, but-”

“How were you taken, then?”

“Hm?”

“To Ewings? Or wherever you passed through first?”

These were the kinds of questions, Haven realized, Locke would have reprimanded her for and avoided himself. While the events of the summer just felt like a big, long job for Haven, they were attached to trauma for others and she saw it then, as Jed paused, momentarily, bringing his wrist up to his face and rubbing at it, right where his marking would have lied.

“I was one of the foolish ones, I suppose.” Sighing, he continued on, walking a bit faster now, as he thought back on the time. “Fell in love with the wrong woman. I...did something wrong, to her, and she sought revenge on me.”

“What did you do to her?” Haven whispered softly before, realizing the implication, adding, “And how did she get you sent to Bosco?”

“I cheated on her. With another woman.” Jed glanced back and down at her. “Her brother ran a ring out of Joya and into Bosco. I had no idea about this, of course, but…”

“So she fucking sold you to the wolves?”

“She was a rather...volatile woman.” He looked uneasy as he turned his gaze back onto the pathway before them. “In a good kind of way, when we were happy. But when we weren’t-”

“I’m volatile,” Haven intervened and Jed made no motion to deny this fact, merely nodded his head. Going on, the woman insisted, “But I would never do something like that. That’s evil.”

“Then you’re just volatile,” Jed offered her. “Not evil.”

“Yeah, but-”

“We don’t have much further,” he changed the subject as he glanced around what lay before them. “We won’t need to go into the actual town, but rather hit a small, hidden path right before the one that breaks off into the city. We can spend some time at the cabin, look things over, and then go into the city for a meal. What we need is either there or not. I suppose that will make things rather boring, on your end, hm? Shae and Locke have a much more interesting journey.”

“Maybe,” Haven replied softly, but she was thinking beyond the cabin now, beyond Locke’s stupid papers that she wasn’t even certain he needed nor wanted. And towards something else. “But maybe not.”

Locke would have sworn he felt it, the second a bad idea popped into his girlfriend’s mind, and he groaned, loudly, as he sat across from Shae on the long train ride they were stuck with. She hardly noted it though, continuing to glare out the window as she thought about what was awaiting them.

“Maybe,” Locke had offered more than once, “she’ll be happy to see you.”

“Maybe,” Shae agreed softly, but much like Haven, she was leaning a lot more towards the not.

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quest of the spear live rewatch!

i already spewed my pre call to adventure flynn thoughts all over a text post but I would like to repeat: pre-canon flynn my beloved <3

yes he is a bit of a bastard but he just loves his books and he’s so genuinely just like. passionate and like…. Big? does that make sense? like i mean inside. not literally. bright

flynn’s mom is so fucking funny

and she’s Trying Her Best

you know one thing I don’t understand, I assume that flynn could afford to keep going to college because of like grants and scholarships since he’s all smart and like, even if his mom is well off, no one below the morally bankrupt millionaire line can pay for 22 degrees and not die of no-money-itis otherwise known as Starving

but like. why not become a professor or some other academia position?

you’d be incredibly overqualified and you’re a white dude, so while academia isn’t exactly bursting with new spaces to fill I’m sure you could find something???? and like. a professor in particular, while baby flynn might not be great at the connection part, seems like a natural progression to at least try for considering it keeps you in that comfort zone and familiar space just in a different albeit familiar role, and allows you to go on long lectures people can’t interrupt. and like, professors literally like, part of their job is research and to continue learning, so like. it seems like the natural choice for him to go for?

don’t get me wrong, baby flynn in particular might not be extremely well suited considering his lack of people skills, but plenty of professors are brilliant slightly odd smarties who give long, super engaging theatrical lectures (sounds like him!) but suck at one on one meetings and talking to people or may be accidentally insulting, but like, their class is genuinely interesting and they grade decently so like, I think he could get past that hurdle is what I’m saying

obviously he’d have to work at it and get the skills necessary but you know what that means? MORE SCHOOL, BABY! just in a different direction! like just? it seems like the obvious choice for his situation

ah yes!!! magic letter!!! it’s kind of funny they do this, it’s a great hook and way to make applicants go Uh Excuse Me and want to know more but also like, there’s no proof magic happened either?

although you’d think some people would get obsessive like let me tell you if i encountered real ass magic like that i wouldn’t stop until i had an answer

ah the Incredibly Long Interview Line. it’s kinda how funny how like. Not Special he is but at the same time he is?

“never been treated so badly in my entire life!” what did you say to him charlene

i’m sure he deserved it i just want to know

wait oh no i just realized

all these people are dead

every single one of them got murdered in the first episode of the series

jesus that’s dark

not gonna be able to stop thinking about that one huh

also love how it’s pretty evenly men and women

although it’s still mostly white

fuck that lady just left crying I know they’re doing this to turn up the drama but DAMN, charlene

god he almost gave up. remember the timeline episode where he never became the librarian? weird.

Gkjlfkgjhfglh Where Do You Think You’re Going? (weak gesture like “me?”) Yes You. Get In Here amazing how can she even see him she’s around the CORNER. camera? magical surveillance? why? just to freak people out? amazing.

i do so love charlene, it’s a shame she wasn’t in the show more

also she literally never explains shit. What Makes You Think You Can Be The Librarian he doesn’t even know what that means, charlene

He Doesn’t Even Have A Library Science Degree

oh wow he does actually have librarian qualifications lmao

why did i not remember that

DLKFGJDFG I did remember him sherlocking her tho

wait her MARRIAGE? to WHO?

i thought her and judson were a thing despite jenkins being into her or something?

huh

also why does this qualify him to be The Librarian™ like oh he can sherlock? ok?

maybe it’s just bc he had the balls to do it

well, the sherlock thing is also not completely unhelpful it just doesn’t seem central to his skills, or at least, not the way he uses it (do we see him use it like this again? he usually applies more obscure knowledge then ye classic deduction sherlockian skills if I remember correctly which I may not because my brain is smooth)

judson is such a fucking drama queen

LKDJFGLKDJFGLDKFJG I FUCKING FORGOT HE LITERALLY JUST FUCKING REPEATED HIS MOM’S LITTLE PHRASE AMAZING

also why did he seem to think her sending everyone home meant he didn’t get it why would she stop all interviews because you fucked up

he just fucking walked out of a wall judson you are so dramatic

also warehouse 13 vibes huh. welcome to a world of endless wonder

I could do a whole fucking thesis on warehouse 13 and the librarians or—well that’s a whole other tangent

anYWYA

this interview was remarkably easy tho, it’s not like he wasn’t impressive but it wasn’t mindblowing either????? this coming from a big fan of flynn

the big shiny wonderous eyes as the library lights up……flynn my beloved

also his floofy hair ldkfgjdlkfgj

he’s like this is too good am I being prank’d

why the mona lisa?????iIs the mona lisa magic??? It only became famous because it got stolen why would it be magic??? Is this one of those we make it magic by believing it or some shit things???

Flynn Do Not Open The Random Box In The Library Of Incredibly Dangerous Artifacts

oh hello excalibur !!

oh rip flynn immediately being like “oh im not worthy, trust me” with 100 percent certainty im hurt oof

KSJFLGKDJGLKDJG THE APPLE “the apple from the garden of eden…….” *judson takes a bite* “actually I just left this here”

excalibur hello properly!!!!

judson is such a fucking DRAMA QUEEN he’s so casual!! and cal you too you slippery bitch!

ah the jetpack.

DLFKGJDLKFGJ “it usually takes a new librarian four hours to find the jetpack. you did it in three! congratulations” love the implication that every librarian (at least since it was added to the library) has done this no matter how serious like the bad guy of this movie… *checks notes* edware wilde? jetpack. darrington dare, probably? jetpack. i like to think jenkins did it too (not technically a librarian, but you know)

flynn thinking of himself as embarrassing… ☹

HIS MOM IS SO PROUD OF HIM

part sweet, part funny, part rip

I don’t know what she was expecting when he said librarian tho like. originally he literally looked at shit for FRY COOk degrees don’t always mean shit you know

and librarian is up there with professor in Perfect Jobs For Flynn like what did you expect??? Like even if he’d become an archaeologist (a “cool” job) it’s not like that pays super well either as far as I know??

he was never going to be Traditionally Successful

he’s still the same person he still has the same strengths and passions of course he would go into academia and do something like librarian like????? her reaction saddens me.

just be happy for him!! look at him!!!

ok first of all even normal non magic librarians don’t just put books on shelves and that’s a condescending reduction of the job, and second of all, he is so happy!! he has a job, he’s taking responsibility, he’s meeting people, isn’t that enough??? isn’t that literally what you wanted??? even if it WERE what you think it is why couldn’t it just be a good first step??? like??? fuck??? you did been know that he was doing all those fancy degrees because he loved them not because they’d get him some super fancy job??? I mean egyptology is not the most profitable field you know this isn’t med school or whatever

god.

flynn’s mom, visibly not proud and very upset: of course im proud of you!

ok im being a little unfair, she’s trying and clearly she’s been supportive of him, if not straight up enabling of him, but like this is clearly being presented as like. normal person who is normal forced to take care of freakish strange son who is so nerdy and strange and a loser and she is so tired of his shenanigans and all that WORK she put in and he’s NOT FANCY AND CHANGING TO CONFORM TO HER IDEALS OF A GOOD SUCCESSFUL SON/MAN?

and that’s just all very. sigh.

the snake brotherhood are such obnoxiously cheesy villainous villains they’re even called the snake brotherhood

also I think we’re supposed to recognize him as the previous librarian from the painting but if I didn’t already know that I for sure would not know that

smartass flynn is a smartass

I never got people bringing someone coffee to impress them unless they knew their order like there’s no way you know who she likes her coffee so you could so easily get it wrong—like even if you don’t know exactly how much sugar she wants, you could also just get it entirely wrong like assume she likes black coffee but she likes it super sweet, or vice versa, or whatever. it can go wrong so easily!

or she could go “I Hate A Kiss Ass”

she did take it anyway tho so.

ah i did forget (or just not actively think about) how much like… christian mythology there is in this show :/ I mean we did been knew (excalibur and arthurian legend are pretty important to the mythology)

not that christian mythology is inherently bad it just gets a) annoying, b) boring, and c) y’know, very western centric and all

but then trying to reconcile di—you know what that’s a tangent for another time

then again I do assume no one is going to read this

the library really does just throw new librarians into death and go “hope this is fine!” huh

did they just imply god is canon in the “the librarian” universe

you were so cryptic with the no one thing!! just say NOONE

he’s scribbling in his notebook and mumbling out loud what a mood and I love him. what a nerd

ldfkgjdlkjg god sexy jazz music and a breeze this is so dumb

I do hate the forced love interests in all these movies it’s always like Some Hot Girl Is There And They Get It On!

like he really had chemistry with eve and banter but here it kinda feels like that wish fulfilment and then the nerd gets the hot chick the end and im saying that as the nerd

it doesn’t help that each movie has a different one who immediately is dropped as if she never existed afterwards

maybe it’s not as bad as I remember but. sigh

my instant impression of her is to not like her sorry nicole :/

she’s just so rude? she’s like. hot (derogatory)

i get there’s gender politics here with like. she’s used to being treated like a piece of meat and generally like, why not reap the benefits when you are going to get the creeps too, but like, also she’s just so unnecessarily rude—I mean rejecting his clumsy flirting is one thing but you know—ok I won’t even get into that the point is I just don’t really like her that much even tho I don’t think she’s necessarily a bad person or anything you know

but to be fair I think she got better and I remember her being compelling in her return to the show

and like. I do like how the trend in this franchise is “smart little nerd librarian and badass lady guardian kicks ass” but I do wish that it turned around occasionally. we do get cassandra but like. more lady librarians

wow an air marshal? aren’t they rarely even on flights?

sorry im being nitpicky there for sure lmao. please delete the cinamasins ding my words probably summoned from your brain

I get why shoving him out was necessary but also Wow

Gjklhkjfgh imagine sitting next to some mumbling nerd the whole flight and then you see him fly past the windows

LFKGJDLKJDFG he brilliantly lowers our expectations then jumps without a chute! remarkable!

hilarious or commentary on men getting credit for womens’ competency? why not both

i really thought that she was going to be a lying liar the first time I watched this

ah naïve boy. “uh that’s against the law”

flynn’s greatest strength isn’t just his knowledge but his like. breadth of different topics, just like, passion for learning of any time, and like. the ability to not just know a lot of different things but cross-reference and apply them to each other and use them in tandem to understand a greater whole

and we love that for him!

ah flynn therapizing himself lmao

why would she take him going “this bridge is rotting and physically cant support our weight” as a challenge

or him being cowardly like THE STRUCTURAL SUPPORTS ARE ROTTING

YEAH WHAT DID YOU EXPECT OF COURSE HE FUCKING FELL

ok i lied i like nicole i just don’t love their dynamic

i get what they’re going for i just. not my thing

like with eve there was still a clear mutual respect? i guess? idk

maybe it’s just because i’m more sensitive to mean banter? i don’t like mean banter, even when it’s like, def 100 percent well meaning and not mean spirited and no one is actually offended or hurt

although despite not liking their Thing I do a) think it’s very cute how he looks at her, b) their vibe as they start to get to know each other is Better, c) the end of the movie scene where she rides in for maximum drama? now that was good shit.

oh he’s sherlocking her in a shy attempt to impress her but it’s only going to piss her off, right?

oh she’s just sherlocking him back

KSGFJLDKFGJ LMAO “nerd” and that’s it. fair

Cutting Off His Head damn that’s hardcore

hmmmm cringe,

and more cringe

and cringe.

her waking up to him gone right after telling that story about waking up to her librarian gone and then killed—oof

love the serpent brotherhood lady being like wow!! he’s SO COMPETENT!! (cuts to him screaming)

do these ancient traps just have infinite arrows?

also I do love the whole waltzing across trope what can I say im a sucker

DFLKGLDKFGJLDKJG fucking CHUCKS SOMETHING AT IT and immediately where he would be standing is crushed by a huge rock amazing

he literally just chucked a rock at it and it fell over

ah the classic “let the hero get it for us” move

oh there he is! rip

why does he look like macpherson

not really but kind of

also contrast between the lady always being like “omg the librarian is so smart” and him assuming nicole is the one who did the smart thing

“your tears were perfect” how much more of an asshole can you get

They really could have played him as more sympathetic—“oh, we’re always around these powerful artifacts but we never use them for good! I had to do it, I was sick of sitting back and doing nothing” or like “all those years of danger and guarding powerful things and what good did it ever do me? what do I get for my service?” or anything but nah hes just like “mm power good babes. anyway I love sex and being mean”

to be fair flynn he was the librarian too—a real librarian? I mean yeah edward was corrupted and ultimately failed his duties but he had to have been qualified and actually got the job for a reason

flynn I know you think you sound badass but you really don’t

god not shangri-la again. everything the show did with that was. Bad. yikes

why is—god, I should really learn her name [checks notes] lana fangirling so much?

also following the lamia tradition of “serpent brotherhood second in command who is more interesting than the main evil white guy and also a pretty woc” huh

never got like “this is literally impossible” “well do it or I [generic bad guy threat]” like usually that means nothing lmao

LDFKGJLDKFJLDKFGJ ok first of all god is me? bitch?

second of all. me in english? on this fucking ancient very much not english thing? I mean I guess a) it might not be literal, even though he did say “m, e” by letters, b) it is a christian myth so maybe planted later??? but like?????

dude. giving the super powerful artifact to your prisoner? bad idea. if you’re worried about booby traps have a minion do it.

oh yes your gun is so scary in the face of a temple collapsing

why do heroes always think the whatever is safer with them than the temple that’s guarded it for a thousand years

I get it’s been discovered but like. fuck. still

You Are Going To Crash This Helicopter

SLKGJ HORRIBLE HIGH VELOCITY PIE OF DEATH

flynn and judson…..wholesome

oh here comes more forced romance

just let them be friends who grow to mutually respect each other blease

it is very fucking funny that the mom is like ….. oh my god…. oh my god,,, a WOMAN AJUST ANSEWREDM Y SDONGS PHONE?????????OH MY GOFD?????

he is bisexual. but it’s good he’s getting out

ah floofy hair

cahooting,

Yes You Do Need Clothes

that’s a teleporter sir

god eddie wild is such a boring fucking villain and person

and his plan SUCKS

also the serpent brotherhood (why BROTHERhood?) sucks and hates the library why would they just let this guy, a librarian, literally be their new leader

wow he just stabbed a guy on his OWN TEAM for no reason

great going asshole

love how lana is just like…. O-O

we stan lana. she hasn’t done much and she’s technically a bad guy i just love her

“at last we can be one” what does that even mean

why would lana or any of them want to help him he just killed one of their own for no reason hes clearly tripping on power and leaving yall to die

lfkgjdlkfgj flynn dodging so hard while the others is fight and then PUNCHING A GUY

dfglkjdflgkj wait it’s the professor dude why is that so funny

is he WITH THEM??? I think I just missed something

hold on a sec

yeah I think he just appears??? And flynn just fucking broke his nose iconic

wait so was he with them or is he just here going WHY ARE THERE RANDOM PEOPLE IN MY PYRAMID????????????

oh right he built the—ok I got it

Wait what

I mean I did think lana was neat and she seemed impressed with flynn but what shes just like, in love with him now? that makes zero fucking sense why would she want them to Be Together

Is it just so there can be a catfight between the two hot chicks?

seriously tho? morally pure blonde blue eyed girl versus Evil Asian Chick? really?

for the record NOT THAT IT MATTERS but lana is way cuter im just saying

ah badass judson

THE COMEDY OF THE CAPSTONE CRUSHING HIM DLFKGJDLKFGJ

oh………….pulling out excalibur…. predicable but so good

oh the painting….the very Parenty way of revealing it…… wholesome

oh did NOT like that transition

oh here comes the badass fucking entrance with his gf busting in on his mom trying to set him up with girls

HER ENTRANCE IS SO UNNECESSARAILY DRAMATIC I LOVE THEM

I just love the mom’s face ldfkgjldfkgjdlkfgjdlkfjgd shes like WHAT THEGUFVCJK

again I don’t love the vibes of “oh my weird loser son is finally normal!” but to be fair im exaggerating a bit from just facial expressions it’s just. sigh

but ngl the vindication of him being able to be like. yeah that’s right im a badass now and my gf is cool as fuck is still good

him and nicole do have not terrible vibes at the end but if I remember correctly that mission (time travelling ninjas and hg wells’s time machine) is the one that separated them so rip I guess

overall: good movie! as cringe as I remember but I still love flynn so much

#flynn carsen #the librarian: quest for the spear #going to bed now. perhaps the others tomorrow

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tylerwritez · 3 years ago

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Tuesday, june 22 2021

I've noticed I'm getting "the shiverys" or "the twitchy" a lot today. Like every time I FEEL something I take a moment to violently tic.... every time I think about certain things I tic.... good things, bad things, things from an hour ago and things from years ago. Tic, tic, tic.

Also, I have... some stuff to explain. Its really no big deal, but you know me: I'll freak out about it anyway. Basically I dissed my friend (rightfully so) around the time that we had just met cos they did something that threw me off.

He saw it in my phone... NOW. it's not RELEVANT anymore and I've since redacted that criticism...and now I gotta explain it to him anwyays. Oh well. I'm good at this stuff. I can get myself outta any situation. I dont even know why I'm talking like this tho... it's not a "Situation" it's just smthn I gotta explain rq.

Oh, today's song recommendation is Spirit Crusher by Death. I'm a huge Death fan...

Also! I gotta study... for my replacement exam. How stressful. Its about photosynthesis, but like, it's not simple. We went DEEP inside those fucking leaves.

One sec, lemme hook up my IV tube

Not an ACTUAL IV tube... just my headphones. But since I'm so #emo, it might as well be a fucking IV tube with the way that I cant live without it.

Its 3:08 and I'm walking home now. I was upset last night but me and Star have made up now lol... it was thAt easy. I'm so defective, making shit hard when it doesnt need to be.

It's so hot out damn. Idk. I had school today, so I had Bio class... I ACTUALLY PAID ATTENTION for once. I had lunch with Star and her friend group, and I honestly kinda feel like they're MY friends now too, even just a little bit.

Actually, I used to rant about feeling lonely like all the time but now I have so many friends it's crazy they all keep inviting me places and it's like people WANT ME AROUND... idk. It makes me happy.

Today I gotta ask if tommroow after school I can go to Bee's house to watch Supernatural (famous homoerotic ghost show)

I should also add songs to Erin's spotify playlist for our picnic saturday which I still need permission to go to.

I gotta ask for Wednesday after school to watch Insidious with Jay which is apparently really good

Also hes the friend that I gotta explain stuff to... the DrAmA... the ThEaTrE....

Update my dad said yes to hanging out with Bee but first I'm gonna miss school to fix my broken brackets on my braces

Also turns out the house I THOUGHT we were moving into has substantial damage from shifting so... we aRENT moving there.

In case you didn't know, shifting is when like the house that's been built literally SHIFTS like it moves around.

Anwyays Jay just texted me... I'm gonna change into shorts since it's hot, set up my study area,.... and respond to him.

The time is 3:22 p.m.

Wish me. Luck.

Luck is plentiful! As it so often is in my risky, risky life.

I play my cards right. It's a learnt skill.

But also there wasnt much to explain since it passed already and was tiny anywyas.

XD so I've made up with the whole goddamn world by now.

Its 6:31, we saw 1 house. Only one. Its kinda hot out but I'm gonna bike now since we just had supper. I finally finished my homework... I just have to finish one mixed media piece as my final project for art!

Friday is my replacement. On photosynthesis and cell resp. We know this. But what I didn't mention, or I dont THINK I did, is that if I finish my art project before then I have the second block FREE!!! Me, Star, and her friend

A are planning to leave for second block and maybe get mint chocolate chip ice cream!

Also I might eat her out XD

Anyways idk. I hope I can bike tonight to call Jay.

I keep accidentally using people's real names here then having to correct it... I dont know how much i care about MY identity being discovered... but to have my friends doxxed would suck.

Man I feel bad abt saying fuck star last night cos we made up....

Wait we r looking at another house? Idk I'm in the car still waiting to go home

Oh wait no now we r goin home

Its 6:39... I hope I still have time.

I went biking, called Jay. Went home. Idk, friendly conversation... we talked more tonight and I also talked to my other friend A. Jay is... I LOVE HIM?? SO MUCH??? I feel so happy. Talking to him thinking about him seeing his STUPID FUCKING FACE JESUS. his eyes alone... I could stare at his face all day probably. I want to kiss him... hOLD HIS HAND... omg... huG HIM!!! Eofjwpxjwie he's so sweet like I can't even... and I'm proabably not good enough for him like. Wtf. Hes easily a 10. And I dont rate things outta 10. How tf do I end up with HIM? Doing stuff, as friends. Like wHAT. I guess I got lucky XD. He says he loves my personality and I'm hot XD ofc I dont see it myself. But like. JESUS CHRIST he could proabably easily pull whOever. XD me?

Whatever though. As long as we r together and stuff. I LOVE HIM A LOT. he said he loved me. Every time he says that it makes me so overly happy.

Maybe I'm just sappy and stuff.... whatever. I think it would be nice to be hugged by him.

Yeah I'm cheesy.

I'm sorta tired now so maybe I'm not writing the best.

I just keep thinkinf about love. Love is a muscle of evil suggestion. But how evil can it really be? I am just a human being and that is all. Everything else is applied. I am just a human being with soemthing in my heart that pulls me all over the place. Love is this strange thing because I'm fucked up and to be able to love without that fucked up part of me, without the damage... is this complicated, hard thing to do and I can NEVER tell if I'm doing it right but I know I'm DOING IT. I know I FEEL LOVE. And soemtimes it's such an intense thing like when you go to surf on a wave at the beach with ur belly but u hit it wrong and it's so big and overwhelming it washes over you and PULLS you down to the bottom and smushes your face into the sand and YOU CANT BREATHE jesus Christ it's like that.

Or maybe I just want to experience love as it should be felt.

Obviously all of my problems surrounding this Damage could be easily fixed if I went to therapy but. there are reasons I can't.

I LOVE a lot. Too much for my own good. Enough to hurt me, get me into trouble, etc etc but also... enough to liberate me. I LOVE. I love Jay. So much. LIKE. MY BRAIN ORBITS AROUND HIM CONSTANTLY THINKING OF HIM AND PRAISING HIM AND MWUAH HE IS SO LOVELY I BOW BEFORE HIM...

I think as much as I love, a lot of the times I tend to focus even more on BEING loved.

If I am told I am loved, and shOwN I am loved... it is one of the most powerful things. Especially since I was literally emotionally neglected in childhood... yeah. I feel like I'm always trying to fill that hole.

Not EVERY feeling I have is for that reaosn but sometimes, if you tell me you love me, show me you love me, hug me,... I'll like start crying,,, that's the childhood emotional neglect kicking in. If you call me #smol and #cute and say I look young and fragile which happens more often than you'd think XD, I know I'm not supposed to like that shit, so I act like I dont....but I do. Which is PROBABLY ALSO THE CEN 🤪 like whatever lol

Anwyays I'm fucked up

You see how quickly things become complicated in my mind?

Convoluted? Is that the word?

Whatever. I OVERCOMPLICATE THINGS COS I OVERTHINK THEM BECAUSE I'm LITERALLY MENTALLY ILL IN SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS. I'm not joking. I obviously have unresolved undiagnosed "issues"

I do Suspect things, though.

I can make a list

Maybe I shouldn't.

Maybe I will.

I shouldnt.

Whatever.

I used to hate when people brought up my self harm. I would actually panic. I still self harm but now? Now I'm fine with anyone talking about it as long as it's not an adult who can get me into trouble/force me into therapy over it. Because really? I kinda like having it mentioned. It's kinda validating and it's like hey... people can see that I'm sick.

I dont do it so people talk to me about it though. Dont get me wrong. If I did, I'd go vertically on the arms, not for suicide but so it healed and people would ask XD.

My scars are actually VERY hidden... cos I never intended for ANYONE to see. But for those who DO see them,,,, it's nice soemtimes to have people express concern.

I dont wanna be PITIED or anything, but idk I just think to myself "wow, they're CONCERNED... about ME... they arent angry or mean... they didnt yell at me or threaten me... they respect my autonomy and privacy...

And they CARE ABOUT ME..." and it makes me cry.

That's also the CEN.

I dont know. I just like when people express genuine concern. Even if they see and then just ask if I'm okay. That's all it takes cos then I go wow.

Its validating and irs lovely because finally people care... FINALLY PEOPLE CARE. FINALLY I GET SOME EMPATHY OR SYMPATHY AND NO ANGER.

Even just having them brought up tells me its noticeable enough

My brain does this thing where it thinks nothing bad that's ever happened to me was Bad Enough for me to be upset about.

And I dont know... its nice sometimes to be told shit like "omg that looks so bad" or to see that people who do see my cuts are somewhat shocked or revolted... it's nice because I go... "hey, it was bad enough for them..."

Or to have people comment on them with concern. Just ANYTHINT WHERE PEOPLE NOTICE IT AND ARENT ASSHOLES ABOUT IT IS VALIDATING.

Because I'm not used to that...

Because CEN

I'm. The worst perosn on the fucking planet.

I should kill myself.

I suddenly actually feel so self hating I do want to kill myself... oh god.

I ruin everything. Everything. Everything. Everything. What have I done. Like. Why. Oh god.

I'm just remembering when Star said my kindness seemed like an act. And how I've been called out for seeming fake like 2 other times.

DO I SEEM FAKE???? I DONT EVER PUT ON ACTS OF KINDESS.... CONCIOUSLY? but the very idea that I could be perceived that way...

Should I like not try to be nice or some shit?

Jesus christ she hurts my feelings even now when it was a long time ago.

But I cant blame her. I can't blame anyone for how i feel except my parents because they left me with fucking. Heart nerve damage or some shit.

I'm tired and now I'm sad too. Goodnight guys.

#JudeJournals

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mingjue · 5 years ago

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another sangcheng cuddling bit :) set in early nights, but this wont be in their version of it i think

(requested by @adhdgays )

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Arguing with his older brother was probably the most mentally draining thing Huaisang could go through. Both of them were stubborn. Both of them hated admitting they were wrong-- especially Mingjue, even if they knew they were wrong. Once they got a story or point they believed, they stuck with it even when proven wrong. It was annoying and tedious, but the one thing he could be thankful for was Mingjue refraining from yelling at him.

He’s gotten close though, if slamming the front door so hard it broke the metal frame said anything.

Nie Huaisang always took the bullet train straight to Lotus Pier right after these fights. Sometimes he would text Jiang Cheng to let him know he was coming-- sometimes he didn’t. He wanted to talk this time, because sitting in a train for two-ish hours being left to his thoughts wasn’t the best.

Jiang Cheng had been asleep when he texted him, so his reply came late. He didn’t mind. He actually felt a little bad waking him up so late. At the moment it was pretty much 1 am, anyways. But Jiang Cheng started texting him back, starting a small conversation.

NHS: i’m gonna be there in about 15 mins i think JC: o i should. come pickbu up then NHS: nonono i can walk bby NHS: u’re too sleepy :/ JC: nah JC: it windyas hel right now i don t wan u getting sick. NHS: u literally can’t type rn i’m walking. it’s a ten minute walk anywyas shut up JC: :(

Huaisang bit back a smile at that.

JC: if yu get sick in going to thro ubback to qinghe i caNNOT get sick NHS: i’m gonig to get you sick >:) JC: no. ffs

The smile finally broke through, and he covered his face with his hand instinctively.

Nie Huaisang entered the home as quietly as he could, locking the front door once again behind him. After . . . Zixuan’s death, Jiang Yanli and her son was living with Jiang Cheng. He didn’t want to disturb them.

He took off his jacket and put it on one of the jacket hooks, kicking off his shoes at the step, but kept the bag he’d been holding-- he packed a bag intending to stay tonight, and tomorrow night.

Not particularly being fond of how dark it was, he didn’t linger there for long. He made his way to the hallway of bedrooms and went straight to Jiang Cheng’s. Even if he didn’t need to, he knocked before opening it.

“Why should I not attempt to beat Mingjues ass right now,” He was greeted by a slurring voice coming from Jiang Cheng, who shut off his phone and tossed it to his nightstand.

“Because he’s probably twice your weight,” Huaisang hummed-- and suddenly tears pricked his eyes. He shut the bedroom door behind him, letting his bag fall to the floor before he walked over to the bed. He fell onto it beside Jiang Cheng, pulling the half asleep man into his arms to nuzzle the back of his neck, “It’s kinda my fault the argument happened anyways.”

Jiang Cheng hummed and settled against him, hands gently gripping his.

“What happened?”

“I . . .” His voice finally wavered, the guilt he felt when he first boarded the train hitting him immediately, “You know how he’s been having these like . . . breakdowns more frequently?”

“Yeah.”

“We were already arguing about that, right,” He hugged Jiang Cheng tighter, “And he was getting pissy about me wanting to talk about it in the first place, because Lan Huan’s been bothering him about it, but it all escalated--” He furrowed his brows and blinked at an attempt to hold back tears, “God-- basically I told him he’s acting like dad--” Jiang Cheng muttered a quiet, ‘oh damn’, “--and I was getting tired of dealing with him.”

Nie Huaisang flinched with a guilt-ridden sob and buried his face into Jiang Cheng’s neck. At that, he turned in Huaisangs arms to hold him in a tight hug, so his head was now at Jiang Cheng’s chest.

“. . . That,” Jiang Cheng paused, “You’re right to be annoyed with him, baby.”

“I shouldn’t have said that,” Huaisang cried, “Our dad was a piece of shit.”

“I know.”

“A-Cheng I made him cry.”

“Oh.”

They both stayed quiet for a moment. Huaisang nuzzled into Jiang Cheng’s chest while he slowly rubbed his back.

“Is he still at the house?” Jiang Cheng asked a few minutes later, gently kissing Huaisang on the top of his head.

“He left before I did.”

“And he isn’t on good terms with Lan Huan right now.”

“I don’t know.”

“Hm.”

Both of the men flinched when there was a soft knock at the door.

“Yeah?” Jiang Cheng grunted, then the door silently opened.

“Are you alr-- oh!” It was Jiang Yanli. Nie Huaisang turned to look at her but immediately turned away again-- he was still crying, “I didn’t realize A-Sang was here, sorry.”

“No you’re fine, did we wake you?”

“A-Ling woke me first, but you’re fine,” She paused, “There’s leftover soup I can heat up for you two, if you need.”

“Shijie, it’s almost two AM.”

“I don’t mind.”

Huaisang sniffled and brought a hand to his face to rub at his eye, “Thank you, I don’t know if I can eat right now though.” Jiang Cheng hummed in agreement.

“Alright,” She stepped out of the doorway, “Be sure to get sleep, okay? Goodnight.”

Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng said goodnight in unison as she shut the door.

“. . . Your sister is so nice, A-Cheng,” Huaisang mumbled, “Mingjue would smother me in a hug before telling me to get over it, then never talk about it again.” Jiang Cheng scoffed in a laugh.

“At least he’d hug you.”

“Yeah,” He frowned, “. . . I hope he’s okay.”

“I’m sure he is,” Jiang Cheng backed away to look at him, “I don’t think anything could really fuck him up this late.” Huaisang hummed.

They were quiet for a little longer. Eventually, Nie Huaisang prodded him to turn back around so he could hug him from behind again, poking at his chest and belly to tease him as he did.

Before he could really get settled though, he huffed upon realizing he left his phone in his jacket pocket.

“I need to go get my phone,” He said, “In case Mingjue texts me or something.”

“He can text my phone.”

“He’s not going to, you know that,” Again he sniffled before placing a kiss on Jiang Cheng’s neck, just below his jaw, “I’ll be right back.”

He went to grab his phone as quickly as he could so he could rush back to Jiang Cheng’s room. As he did, he unlocked his phone, and sure enough there were texts left by Mingjue, and surprisingly Lan Huan.

NMJ: where are yuo. NMJ: Sangsang. NMJ: are you at Wanyin’s. NMJ: if you are asleep text me when you wake up ok. NMJ: or call me. NMJ: im sorry.

LXC: Do you know where your brother is? I can’t get a hold of him. Sorry for texting you so late :( LXC: Never mind, he showed up at the hotel. I hope you’re doing okay! :(

Huaisang frowned. Mingjues were sent just a few minutes ago, but Lan Huans were sent almost 20 minutes ago. Entering Jiang Cheng’s bedroom once again, he went to text Mingjue.

NHS: i’m at jcs da-ge

“He texted you?”

“Yeah, him and Lan Huan.”

NMJ: good. NMJ: im with A-Huan right now. NMJ: lunch when you get back. ok NMJ: ? NHS: ok NMJ: ok. goodnight Sangsang. NHS: goodnight

Huaisang sat down on the bed, “I think he’s going to act like nothing happened.”

“Don’t let him,” Jiang Cheng grunted, “Obviously you two have shit to talk about.”

“Yeah,” He sighed deeply and turned off his phone, setting it next to Jiang Cheng’s, “He wants to go for lunch. I’ll talk with him about it then,” As he spoke he turned around and laid next to him, once again pulling him into his arms. He nuzzled him before pressing a few more kisses along his neck-- which made Jiang Cheng raise his shoulders at being tickled, “Can I stay tomorrow night?”

“You can stay as long as you want,” Jiang Cheng grabbed his hand, “It’s stupid coming from me of all people but don’t try and avoid talking to Mingjue.”

“You’ve always been a bit of a hypocrite A-Cheng.”

“Oh fuck off,” He chuckled. Huaisang leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his lips with a small smile.

#thats maybe an awkward ending?? but its HERE #Sangcheng #Nie Huaisang #Jiang Cheng #My Writing #EARLY NIGHTS AU #yeah this is probably wack but um. sangsang

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