#baddie dream sans

[keanublob]

Here’s Sunshine! I wanted her to have a more casual outfit as well as one for battle and of course the extra third that shows her as a goddess.

[liliz26]

tha fuck

[itsxroxannex]

(Sry if I'm bothering you)

How do the Star sanses save Slash when he gets captured by Nightmare's gang? Is it kind of a stealth mission or do they just try to distract the bad sans while one of them saves Slash?

Also, is Dream the only one that tries to save Slash or does Ink and Swap sans help?

Your art is amazing ❤️, keep it up!

(no, you're not bothering me, all good ówò)

I'd say the last part is how they would do it to save slash, can't have all of them fight the baddies at the same time cause if something goes wrong, none of them could make it. Let's just pretend Swap and Dream didn't invite Ink on this mission to throw the baddies off guard but little did they know Ink is on his way to save Slash.

All three of them work together 👍 Teamwork make the DreamWorks 👀

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #79 Coming back

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

TL notes:

Bunch of goons refer to Fumiya as "aniki" (lit. older brother) which is a rank/title amongst delinquents and commonly yakuza. Due it being a yakuza-like thing, it's kept as this.

Let me know if I missed something!

Torahime: …! Can’t find them… I’m sorry Sensei, I’ll make work of it as soon as--

Nakagami: Yanagi-kun

Yanagi: Yessir

Torahime: Eeh!?

Nakagami: Any response from the Charisma Radar?

Yanagi: None, sir. They abruptly dropped off the map a little while ago. 

Nakagami: Where in the world did they go…! Those Charismas…!

---

(Loud noises)

(7 people running away)

Baddies: Dammnit! Get back here! I’mma kill ya!

Rikai: What is this place! There’s not an ounce of order!

Ohse: ???

Amahiko: Did you wake up, Ohse-san? Had any nice dreams on Amahiko’s back?

Terra: Amahiko watch out!

Amahiko: Oh

(Pipe hitting Terra in the head)

Terra: OW! DON’T dodge that!

Amahiko: Huh?

Terra: I said that to shield me from it because it was going to hit Terra-kun!

Amahiko: Waow

Fumiya: Ohse, sorry for waking you up so soon but we’re in big trouble

Sarukawa: RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!!!!!!!

Everyone: WAAA….!!

Ohse: This is…?

Iori: A lawless district♪

Ohse: Eh?

Iori: Saru-chan’s hometown!

-

Rikai: Nothing but delinquents around here! This is a culture shock for Rikai-oniisan!

Fumiya: Off with your head the moment you lower your guard, haha

Terra: Though the waves from the radar can’t reach this place, right?

Amahiko: Is that true? Sarukawa-kun

Sarukawa: Yea, this whole area’s being jammed 

Sarukawa: It’s impossible to get a peek from the outside in here

Iori: As if it’s extraterritorial♪

Rikai: T-to think that such places truly exist in this world…!!

Fumiya: They do, we're just none the wiser

-

Sarukawa: Got it? These lot ‘round here hate outsiders more than anything.

Sarukawa: Blend in well if ya don’t wanna get killed.

Everyone: ….

Fumiya: Got it

-

Ohse: Yaaah! Daah! Ey! Yaaa!

Ohse: Chooop!

Sarukawa: The hell ya doin’

Ohse: Battle training

Sarukawa: Hah?

Ohse: This shitty sore loser shall be a burden no longer

Ohse: Yaaa! D’oh! Eyeyeyey!

Ohse: Hwwuooaaaghhh!!!

Sarukawa: Quit it, yer standin’ out

Ohse: W-wuht’cha want. Got complaints, huh? 

Sarukawa: You suck ass at this

Ohse: Make fun of me and I’ll stab! Stab myself!

Sarukawa: HAAAH!? The fuck is this! Wait wait I don’t fuckin’ follow!

Sarukawa: OI! Stop it! Ghh!

Iori: Come at me! 

Sarukawa: Io too!? You definitely don’t got the chops for it! No way you pull this off!

Iori: Come now, kick my ass! Drag me around by these chains!

Iori: Without holding baaaaaaaack!!!!

Sarukawa: You’re just being an M

Iori: I’m not an M. 

Terra: Sarukawa-kun, are there any estheticians nearby?

Sarukawa: Hell no. Be a bit more aware of yourself

Sarukawa: The hell ya actin’ like usual for

Terra: What about beauty parlors? Nail salons? 

Sarukawa: As if there’d be such trendy places ‘round here!!!

Terra: Then I’ll make some

Sarukawa: Wait, wait! Don’t goddamn stand out!

Amahiko: Everyone, we must stay undercover

Sarukawa: WHOA! What the hell’s that fit! There were clothes like that ‘round here!?

Ohse: Pervert spotted

Iori: The fight is on!

(Bell rings and Iori, Ohse and Terra start ganging up on Amahiko)

Amahiko: Fufufu, hahaha. Think you stand a chance against Dirty Amahiko? 

Sarukawa: Siiiiiigh………

Fumiya: What’cha doing? It’s no good to stand out.

Sarukawa: Exactly!

-

Goons: Aniki! Fumiya Aniki!

Goons: What kinda bad shit we gotta do next?

Goons: Give us orders Aniki! Fumiya Aniki!

Sarukawa: AND WHERE DID YOU GET A BUNCH OF HENCHMEN BEHIND YA!

Fumiya: Go and overthrow the most powerful one in this town. 

Goons: YEAAAAAAAAH!!

Sarukawa: STOP STANDING OUUUUUUUT!!!

(Everyone having fun)

Sarukawa: You bastards….!

Sarukawa: Doing the fuck y’all want ‘cuz the radar can’t get yer asses…!!

Fumiya: Maaan~ This place’s pretty cool

Terra: Mhm, I like it

Amahiko: It’s wonderful, Sarukawa-kun

Sarukawa: ….Huh?

Terra: I can be free as I want

Iori: It’s nice how nobody bats an eye at you

Ohse: I can be at peace…

Fumiya: S’interesting, and fun

(Everyone having fun again)

Sarukawa: ….

Amahiko: Sarukawa-kun? Where are you headed off to?

Terra: Wait a sec

Everyone: ….

-

Sarukawa: ….

Amahiko: “So he’s a truant?”

Iori: “...Yeah, pretty much never went to school.”

Iori: “Didn’t fit in because of all of the trouble he caused.”

Amahiko: “Which is why he ended up going back and forth to such a place, then.”

Iori: “Yeah.”

Iori: “You could tell how much he enjoyed being here by the look in his eyes.”

Amahiko: “But… he left at some point, no?”

Iori: “Mhm.”

Amahiko: “Why though, after he finally found a place to belong to.”

Amahiko: “Just what happened here…”

Iori: “That’s…”

(rattling)

Sarukawa: !? Who’s there!

?: ….

Sarukawa: I know you’re there, show yourself

Sarukawa: ….! …Y…you’re…!

Ryuu: ….Kei-niichan.

Sarukawa: Ryuu…!

[classisims]

MED-Diaries

In the heart of San Myshuno, amidst the hustle and bustle of city life, there's a girl on a mission. Meet our leading lady, Liyah, a medical technologist at San Myshuno Hospital. Liyah serves patients not just in the vibrant city but also in the surrounding neighborhoods of Newcrest and Willow Creek. She's a baddie with big dreams — her goal? To become a doctor and build a loving family. But for now, she's in her city girl era, saving lives by day and exploring the urban jungle by night. Join Liyah as she navigates the challenges of the medical world while embracing the excitement of city living.

[yeeunswrld]

↢ PLAYLIST ∘˚▸! 🎧

1. sumin - stayc

2. yunjin - le sserafim (gif by @/wonhrts)

3. yoon - stayc (🎧 Fergalicious - Fergie, Will.i.am)

4. soyeon - (g)-idle (🎧 Run Devil Run - Girls Generation) <- bratz event

5. giselle - aespa (🎧 Lemon - N.E.R.D, Rihanna, Pharrell Williams)

6. winter - aespa (🎧 Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey)

7. xiaoting - kep1er (🎧 Chiquitita - ABBA)

8. wonyoung - ive (🎧 Obsessed - Mariah Carey)

9. yunjin - le sserafim (🎧 The Great Mermaid - Le Sserafim)

10. keeho - p1harmony (🎧 Wicked game - Chris Isaak)

11. nayeon - twice (🎧Doughnut - Twice) <- ATLA event

12. chuu - soloist (🎧 when doves cry - prince)

fanfare : the collection (TW: flashing colors)

13. J - stayc (🎧 bubble - stayc)

14. seeun, J, isa - stayc (🎧candy pop - twice)

15. new jeans - new jeans (🎧super shy - new jeans)

16. Ni-ki - enhypen (🎧 bills - enhypen) <- bside event

17. Sieun - stayc (🎧Every Summertime - NIKI)

18. yoon - stayc (🎧 No one knows - queens of the stone age)

19. yena - soloist (🎧 falling behind - laufey)

20. jiung - p1harmony (🎧shut up my moms calling - hotel ugly)

21. chaeryoung - itzy (🎧 the only exception- paramore)

22. beomgyu- txt <- breakfast event

23. felix - stray kids (🎧 i just threw out the love of my dreams - weezer)

24. doyoung - nct (🎧 better things - aespa) <- secret santa event

25. hanni - new jeans (🎧 attention - new jeans)

26. sullyoon - nmixx (🎧 ditto - new jeans)

27. gunwook - zerobaseone

28. wonyoung - ive (🎧 baddie - ive)

29. san - ateez (🎧 day 1 - red velvet) <- aiqnes 4 year valentines event

30. eunchae - le sserafim (🎧 angel - pinkpatheress) <-slept on sanrio event

31. ten - nct (🎧 nightwalker - ten)

32. ningning - aespa <- bunny day deliveries

33. ryujin - itzy <- fuckici ever after high event

34. sohee - riize

35. jimin - bts <- bunny day deliveries

36. iroha - illit (🎧 ma boy - sistar19)

37. yoongi - bts <- bunny day deliveries

38. yoongi - bts <- bunny day deliveries

39. winter - aespa (🎧 russian roulette- red velvet)

40. yunah - illit

41. eunchae - le sserafim <- bunny day deliveries

42. han - stray kids <- bunny day deliveries

43. rei - ive (🎧 heya - ive)

44. chaewon - le sserafim

45. woojin - ghost9 (🎧national anthem - lana del rey)

[hongism]

THE NEW CHAPTERRRR OMG!!!! i’m that anon who isn’t on tumblr much and wants moc as a physical book on my shelf if you remember (if not das aight you’re basically a celebrity here 😩) and after so long i decided hmm lemme check if there’s an update i forgot about this app and BOOM posted 1 hour ago !! timing is impeccable my soul knows and she’s just as excited for updates.

anyways back to thoughts because THERES SO MANY!!! so first things first i for one love love LOVE characters that aren’t conventionally the perfect person who makes no mistakes and would do anything the reader wants. NO. i like grey morals 🤩 i like TROUBLE i like the ones who do things that GET THEM in trouble. make mistakes baddie go crazy get in trouble purrrr.

i’m loving the relationship with mc and jongho/mingi they’re bffs in the making next chapter we’re gonna see them with matching bffs necklaces and bracelets that have magnets and lock into each other i just know it 😩

and the ending bit with saaaaannnnn like ik he says don’t doubt my love and i would never san i would never promise pinky swear….

but i can see exactly why mc feels that way and like word i would too if i was not the reader i feel so bad for her

but now for the star of the show, the one person who i’m sure could beat all of the crew one by one no sweat. the one who could eat them all up without so much as lifting a finger. the one who hongjoong wishes he was cause he gets the respect that he dreams of….. LUCA THE BADDIE

he’s a little gambler aint he with his poker BUT THE WAY HE GAVE SOME CHOCOLATE TO JONGHO AND MC EVENTHIUGH HE WON FAIR AND SQAURE (questionable 👀)

anyways i’m not the best at conveying emotions in writing (you do you have such a talent at this and you’re an amazing writer i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again and again every time) but this was such a good read and i always know i’ll enjoy what you write because even a short phrase has so much talent and poetic notions to it - I HOPE YOU KNOW THIS!! THAT YOURE AN AMAZING WRITER - you’ve got bragging rights go crazy no need to be humble lawl

anyways this ended up being longer than i thought hope it’s not too much stay healthy drink water and take care of yourself!!

- bookshelf anon or sumn idk 😭

p.s. i think at this point you’ve made me a tumblr stan i’ve never written this much before much less AT ALL might be on this app more

ofc i remember omg i love to see that my timing was immaculate 🤓 i too adore grey morals so incredibly much it makes things so much more exciting! having wholly good or wholly bad characters is fine and all but i just, ADORE having morals play into shit too 😎

why doubt san and his love if he says don't doubt then!!! we shouldn't doubt him!!! pinky swear!!!

i love the set up here bc i was like oh hongjoong NOPE we're talking about luca the lil baddie himself KJSDFKJS i love him :( he's cute :(

really tho don't worry about conveying emotions i feel every bit of what you're saying and i appreciate it all so much i'm so thankful so grateful! i personally am not a person who can't brag or talk highly of myself much at all, but really hearing kind words and sweet things about my writing always means so much to me ;-;

it's not too much at all i hope you stay healthy too! drink lots of water and take care be sure to eat lots of good and yummy food <33 !!!

[lookgoodandtasty]

. ݁₊ ⊹ 뺏긴 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍'𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 ⊹ ₊ ݁.

ult/stan group biases

group key: ults ✧ other stans

member key: ᡣ𐭩 bias ⁀➴ wrecker explicitly have a unique maladaptive daydream about this member and therefore am most likely to write about them

౨ৎ fave album/song

skz

ᡣ𐭩 bang chan

⁀➴ han, literally all of them (lix)

౨ৎ album: case 143; song: any, cover me, leave, taste, 3racha, can't stop, the view, up all night, lonely st., topline)

bts

ᡣ𐭩 jungkook

⁀➴ rm, suga

౨ৎ album: love yourself: answer; song: danger, i need you, dimple, epiphany, anpanman, intro: persona, dionysus, war of hormone (sorry), just one day, attack on bangtan, boy in luv

zb1

ᡣ𐭩 gunwook, matthew

⁀➴ hanbin, gyuvin... taerae... hao... jiwoong... fine, ricky can stay too

౨ৎ song: our season, back to zerobase, good night

nct 127

ᡣ𐭩 johnny

⁀➴ mark, doyoung

౨ৎ album: 2 baddies (fight me); song: 1, 2, 7 (time stops), baby don't like it, designer, time lapse, highway to heaven, ay-yo, limitless

ateez

ᡣ𐭩 yeosang

⁀➴ jongho, san, wooyoung

౨ৎ album: the world ep. 1; song: answer, halazia, turbulence, geurilla, cyberpunk, the ring, limitless, django

riize

ᡣ𐭩 sohee

⁀➴ shotaro, eunseok

౨ৎ song: love 119 (i love all of their songs, they literally get better and better with each one)

m.o.n.t

ᡣ𐭩 roda

⁀➴ bitsaeon

౨ৎ song: anxious, shadow, 대한민국만세, will you be my girlfriend?, rock paper scissors, bomm bang

boynextdoor

ᡣ𐭩 i don't have one, i'm just OBSESSED with their music so they belong here!!

౨ৎ song: serenade, but i like you, one and only (just all of why, it's the best mini album of 2023 i said what i said)

~

other random biases

key: musically stan ✧ enjoy a little more casually

bias key: explicitly have a unique maladaptive daydream about this member and therefore am most likely to write about them

sevenus - ᡣ𐭩 heejae ⁀➴ ireah

ghost9 - ᡣ𐭩 junhyung

nct dream - ᡣ𐭩 jisung, mark

ampers&one - ᡣ𐭩 kamden

one pact - ᡣ𐭩 jay

victon - ᡣ𐭩 seungwoo

exo - ᡣ𐭩 kai

superm - ᡣ𐭩 mark, kai, lucas (?)

pentagon - ᡣ𐭩 hui

mcnd - ᡣ𐭩 castle j

sf9 - ᡣ𐭩 dawon

got7 - ᡣ𐭩 jackson, mark, bam

txt - ᡣ𐭩 kai, soobin

enhypen - ᡣ𐭩 jake

2pm - ᡣ𐭩 chansung, junho

b.i.g/team 24:00 - ᡣ𐭩 heedo

bae173 - ᡣ𐭩 hangyul ⁀➴ j-min

dkb - ᡣ𐭩 e-chan, harry, d1

tiot - ᡣ𐭩 junhyeon, minseoung

vanner - ᡣ𐭩 hyesung

evnne - ᡣ𐭩 hanbin, seungeon

ntx - ᡣ𐭩 yunhyeok ⁀➴ rawhyun

82major - ᡣ𐭩 yechan ⁀➴ seongbin

24k+ - ᡣ𐭩 xiwoo ⁀➴ yuma

asc2nt/dgna - ᡣ𐭩 karam ⁀➴ jay, injun

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other groups whose music i love but don't have a bias for yet

key: musically stan ✧ enjoy a little more casually

wayv, cix, the boyz, monsta x, shinee, ab6ix, golden child, p1harmony, oneus, knk, younite, the new six, xdinary heroes

[stealinghoneyfrombees]

FAVE K-TUNES OF 2023

(In order of artist, then release) # 3YE - LOCO A aespa - Hold On Tight aespa - Welcome To MY World (feat. naevis) aespa - Spicy aespa - Salty & Sweet aespa - Thirsty aespa - I'm Unhappy aespa - Better Things aespa - Drama aespa - Trick or Trick AGUST D - D-Day AGUST D - AMYGDALA AGUST D - 극야 Polar Night AILEE ft. Lil Cherry - RA TA TA Apink - D N D ATEEZ - BOUNCY (K-HOT CHILLI PEPPERS) B BBGIRLS - ONE MORE TIME BEBE YANA - 64 BEBE YANA - VROOM VROOM Billlie - EUNOIA BLACKSWAN - Cat & Mouse BLITZERS - Macarena BOYNEXTDOOR - But Sometimes C Cherry Bullet - P.O.W! (Play On the World) Crush - 미워 Ego D DALsooobin - 다나카상 TANAKA SAN DEAN - DIE 4 YOU DINO - Wait DPR IAN - Welcome To The Other Side DPR IAN - So I Danced DPR IAN - Peanut Butter & Tears Dreamcatcher - OOTD Dvwn - Highteen E ENHYPEN - Bite Me ENHYPEN - Sacrifice (Eat Me Up) ENHYPEN - Chaconne ENHYPEN - Bills Epik High ft. Hoshi - Screen Time EXO - Let Me In EXO - Hear Me Out EXO - Cream Soda F FIFTY FIFTY - Cupid fromis_9 - #menow G (G)I-DLE - Queencard (G)I-DLE - Lucid (G)I-DLE - All Night (G)I-DLE - I Want That (G)I-DLE - Eyes Roll Golden Child - Feel me GOT the Beat - Stamp On It H Han Seungwoo - Dive Into Hyolyn ft. Paul Blanco - This love I I.M - OVERDRIVE INFINITE - New Emotions Itzel - Dreaming Of The Days ITZY - BET ON ME ITZY - Kill Shot ITZY (Lia) - Blossom IVE - Kitsch IVE - I AM IVE - Blue Blood IVE - Off The Record IVE - Baddie IVE - Either Way IVE - Holy Moly J Jessi - Gum JIHYO - Killin' Me Good JIHYO - Closer JIHYO - Room JIHYO ft. Heize - Don't Wanna Go Back Jimin - Set Me Free Pt.2 Jimin - Like Crazy Jimin - Face-off JK Kim Dong Uk - Better Jinyoung - Cotton Candy K KAI - Rover KAI - Say You Love Me KAI - Sinner KARD - ICKY KEY - Killer KEY - Good & Great KEY - CoolAs L Lacuna - Wings LEE CHAEYEON - KNOCK LE SSERAFIM - Burn the Bridge LE SSERAFIM - UNFORGIVEN (feat. Nile Rodgers) LE SSERAFIM - No-Return (Into the unkown) LE SSERAFIM - Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard's wife LE SSERAFIM - Perfect Night Loossemble - Sensitive Loossemble - Newtopia M MISAMO - Marshmallow MISAMO - Do not touch MONSTA X - Beautiful Liar MONSTA X - Daydream MONSTA X - 춤사위 Crescendo MONSTA X - LONE RANGER MONSTA X - Deny MONSTA X - 괜찮아 It's Okay Moon Jong Up - X.O.X N NCT 127 - Ay-Yo NCT 127 - Skyscraper NCT 127 - Fact Check NCT 127 - Misty NCT 127 - Love is a Beauty NCT DOJAEJUNG - Perfume NCT DREAM - ISTJ NCT U - Baggy Jeans NCT U - PADO NewJeans - OMG NewJeans - New Jeans NewJeans - Super Shy NewJeans - ETA NewJeans - Cool With You NewJeans - Get Up NewJeans - ASAP Nine - beyOnd NMIXX - Love Me Like This NMIXX - Roller Coaster O ODD EYE CIRCLE - Air Force One ODD EYE CIRCLE - Je Ne Sais Quoi ODD EYE CIRCLE - Love Me Like ODD EYE CIRCLE - My Secret Playlist Onew - O (Circle) P P1Harmony - JUMP pH-1 ft. KEITA - Metronome Q Queenz Eye - UN-NORMAL R Red House - WOMAN Red Velvet - Chill Kill Red Velvet - Underwater Red Velvet - Will I Ever See You Again Red Velvet - Bulldozer Ryu Sujeong - Non-Fantasy Ryu Sujeong - Grabby Girl Ryu Sujeong - Love or Hate S SEVENTEEN - F*ck My Life SEVENTEEN - 손오공 Super SEVENTEEN - Fire SEVENTEEN - I Don't Understand But I Luv U SEVENTEEN - 음악의 신 God of Music SF9 - Puzzle SF9 - Love Colour SHINee - The Feeling SHOWNU X HYUNGWON - Love Me A Little SHOWNU X HYUNGWON - Slow Dance Silica Gel ft. So!YoOn! - Tik Tak Tok Silica Gel - T Silica Gel - APEX sogumm, Silica Gel - I Love You SOOJIN - 아가씨 AGASSY SOOJIN - Flowering Stray Kids - 락 LALALALA T TAEMIN - Guilty TAEMIN - The Rizzness TAEYONG - 404 File Not Found TAEYONG - Back to the Past THE BOYZ - WATCH IT TWICE - MOONLIGHT SUNRISE TWICE - SET ME FREE TWICE - BLAME IT ON ME tripleS - Rising tripleS - Colorful tripleS - The Baddest tripleS - New Look TVXQ! - Down TVXQ - Rebel TVXQ - Rodeo V V - Rainy Days VIVIZ - MANIAC VIVIZ - Untie VIVIZ - Overflow W Weeekly - VROOM VROOM Weeekly - Backwards WOODZ - Drowning WOODZ - Busted WOODZ - AMNESIA Y Yena ft. BE'O - Love War YUGYEOM - LOLO Z ZEROBASEONE - In Bloom

[adrinoir]

The ending scene

Listen, I need to break this scene down too, because I’m noticing things - especially patterns.

The symbolism of the sunset

Gonna get a bit philosophical here.

Has anyone else noticed how often Ladybug and Cat Noir have their serious conversations while the sun is setting? Think about the end of Chat Blanc, Kuro Neko, Hack San.

Sunsets usually symbolize an ending. If you do a quick Google search, it says The setting of the sun represents the completion of a day's work, so it represents the opportunity to rest.

That’s accurate in Miraculous’s case because it’s always after they’re off duty and finished fighting the baddie of the day. It’s a resting period when they can just sit and talk about what they need to talk about. It’s the ending of a bad day, the ending of whatever pickle they ended up in within the episode.

Take notice to how the problem is always a personal problem between them. Always something relating to their relationship and something that messed with it.

Sunsets remind me of “Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost, specifically how it’s used in the scene from The Outsiders (my favorite book of all time). Click that link if you want to watch the scene from the movie adaptation.

If you’ve ever read this poem, it refers a season ending, but in a very symbolic way. And, in The Outsiders, Ponyboy recites this while him and Johnny are watching the sunset. Johnny wishes it could stay beautiful like that forever, but Ponyboy implies with this poem that it can’t. Good, beautiful things can’t last forever.

Why am I referencing this? Because it fits perfectly with the plot of Jubilation. Ladybug and Cat Noir were living in a dream where they were living a perfect life together, a dream Cat Noir wanted to keep living in. But, it can’t stay like that. That’s impossible. In fact, nothing good (gold) seems to stay for the two heroes.

The symbolism of their physical distance

Notice how close they were sitting at the very beginning of the scene vs the gap between them at the very end.

From a regular visual standpoint, they didn’t want to be directly in the line of the sun. That’s understandable lol

It’s also them not feeling comfortable sitting close together after that dream. Especially in Ladybug’s case. She feels awkward and more of a need to distance herself from him because she’s in denial of her feelings for him as well as knowing she can’t be close to him, both in terms of physical intimacy and emotional intimacy.

Symbolically, it shows they can’t be together now. They need to stay apart despite them not wanting to. There’s too much on both their plates, and Hawk Moth will take full advantage of their relationship if they decided to be together and he happens to find out.

It also shows how far Ladybug has drifted from Cat Noir. Sure, it’s improved since last season, but she’s still hiding a lot from him and not being an open book. She just lied right to his face about the dream, saying Hawk Moth somehow altered it, because she didn’t want him knowing it’s also her dream to be with him after they defeat Hawk Moth. It’s so sad, but I understand why she would lie about that.

Over the progression of these sunset scenes, Ladybug sits farther and farther from Cat Noir.

[empress-simps]

Strangers (nine)

▪︎Pairings: Kuroo Tetsuroo x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Reader, Bokuto Koutaro x Akaashi Keiji and Kageyama Tobio x Hinata Shoyo

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]

▪︎Genre: Angst

▪︎Warnings: Typos and possibly grammatical errors

▪︎Synopsis: Finding out that your soulmate rejected the bond to be with someone else feels terrible.

Note: Sorry for the long wait! I took a break but I hope this chapter makes it up

》 epilogue

》 previous

》 Strangers Masterlist

It was only one in the morning when you suddenly sat up and panted, recovering from a vivid dream; or what you believe is a dream.

You finally realized

"There's no way..." You mumbled slowly turning your wrist and leaning closer to the lamp beside you that's emitting a warm light across your room.

Your wrist that had Bokuto's name in gray vanished. It was a completely blank slate.

You felt yourself grow nervous as a million thoughts ran in your head. "What...? How..? So it wasn't a dream?" You mumbled, eyes still wide with shock as you decided to turn on your lights for a clear inspection.

"I need answers." You nodded to yourself as you grabbed your phone and typed in the search bar your situation. Frantic eyes scanned the article as you fail to notice red lines forming words on your wrist, slowly etching the name of another person.

"...It means that fate has decided to rewrite your destiny by picking someone to be with you.. for good." You read the words aloud, even though the words may be cheesy it still tells the truth. Well what you hope is the truth.

It took some time for the news to settle in your system. You stared the ceiling of your bedroom, pondering as thoughst filled your head.

"What will happen to Bokuto? Will he have a new soulmate too?" You mumbled, then accidentally turning over your wrist to reveal the red ink almost completed in etching the name in your wrist as the vibrant color peaks and pulsitates in your skin.

Once again, you felt your world stop.

Much like what you felt discovering your ex-soulmate. Except this one didn't turn gray nor did you feel sadness or despair.

You felt butterflies in your stomach as the name glowed for a few seconds. You closed your eyes, relishing the euphoria you felt tears drip down your cheeks.

You feel something warm light up inside you, you feel light and you feel like you're... inlove.

This man is the one who truly loves you, the one who filled that missing puzzle piece in your heart that you didn't even notice. He looked past your imperfections and decided to see you in a completely different angle, not the "girl who's been rejected by her soulmate"

Kuroo Tetsuroo, is the one you're really destined to be with.

With shaky hands, you grab your phone and dialed his number. You didn't care if it's in the ungodly hours of night, you know that he's awake too. Call it a hunch or you're just linked to one another now.

"Y/n.." Kuroo breathed, his voice made butterflies erupt in you stomach as you smiled "Tetsuroo.."

"Are you okay?"

"I am. I know it now."

Kuroo chuckled, "Glad to hear it." You quirked an eyebrow, a playful smile clearly evident "Won't you take me out on a date?"

"Tsk. Depends on who's paying for it." He laughed, "Oh Kuroo you know that I'm an independent baddie, how bout 7 pm on saturday? Take me out on wherever, I don't know hangout places in Tokyo." You shrugged, Kuroo had a small smirk on his face.

"Of course sweetcheeks."

You cringed and heared him protest "Excuse me I'm trying to be sweet! It isn't cringy!"

"Wait, how did you even know-"

You both talked for a few more minutes before Kuroo had to end the call to sleep since they have an upcoming chemistry quiz tommorow.

And just like that, you both went to bed with evident smiles on your face.

Bokuto was restless.

Something didn't sit right with him.

Wether it's too cold for him to sleep without a blanket, or too hot for him to be wrapped up in one,he couldn't pin point what really is bugging him.

"Is the air conditioner broken..?" He mumbled as he slowly got up and used his phone as a flashlight to check, "Am I sick?" He mumbled. Once he confirmed the ac wasn't having any malfunction, he checked his temperature as he pressed his hand against his forehead.

"I'm no-" He stopped in his tracks as he looked down on his wrist where your name resides.

The same name where there's a line going across it, almost as if it's marking off. Like it was just a mistake.

He felt sick, is this why he couldn't sleep? Did the fates decided they weren't a match? They decided to do this after making him fall inlove with his soulmate?

Bokuto felt numb as his sunken eyes welled up with tears and an empty laugh was heard throughout his room.

"Is this what I get for hurting the people I love?"

The moonlight perfectly captured his despair as he sat down with his hand on his hair, crying his heart out and letting heart wrenching sobs out his shaking body.

Destiny is cruel.

When morning rolled around, you felt alive. You texted Kuroo a good morning and did your morning routine with a small smile on your face.

What you didn't expect was a disshelved Bokuto standing infront of the door. "Bokuto san.." You mumbled, clearly shocked. Bokuto met your happy and lively eyes, contrast to his bloodshot ones.

"It's Kuroo huh?" He mumbled, looking at the red mark, where once his name was etched in a grey tone. You looked down, "Yes."

"I love you.. I just thought I should let you know." He mumbled, a crack in his voice was evident. You looked at him in the eyes.

"Perhaps you loved me a little too late, Bokuto san."

A pained smile made it's way onto his face, "I can see that. I just hoped you gave me a chance-"

You stopped a scoff that threatens to bubble from your throat. "Bokuto san, you're the one who didn't give me a chance. You're the one who rejected me as soon as the mark was completed." You answered politely.

Every sentence pierced his heart. He knew what you said was right and it was all his fault. If there was one thing Bokuto is feeling right now, it's regret.

You looked down at your watch and checked the time. A rain drop fell onto the glass of your watch and you heard a faint thunder.

"We were soulmates who weren't meant to be, Bokuto. Maybe fate brought us together to learn. Until then Bokuto san, I hope we can become friends." You mumbled, bowing before taking your umbrella and leaving.

And for the numerous times he saw you walking away from him, this one hit him the hardest.

He stood still, slowly getting drenched as he felt the raindrops against him. Your figure slowly leaving his line of vision.

So that's what the both of you were, soulmates who knew nothing about one another. Soulmates who aren't meant to be.

Strangers.

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Restart | END | Avengers x Male! Reader

I am discontinuing my Restart series because I've simply lost creative juices for it. That's it, no elaborate or other reason. Anyways, I didn't want to just end it on the last chapter, and as someone who loves to overshare (especially if it's unsolicited), I thought some might like to see what drafts I had in plan, going chapter by chapter.

It goes up to Ch. 20 with additional bonus chapters, and chapters where I wasn't sure where they were going to be placed in the timeline.

If you have any comments, let me know! I'd love to read them :)

Here goes! Warning: very long, since the formatting is weird! The reader will be referred to as (Name) and "you", as in the story.

Right after Ch. 12 (Circumvention), are 2 special chapters (High Caliber Bullet) & (America's Sweethearts).

(High Caliber Bullet)'s basic plot was that Barnes, now # amount of weeks since the last chapter, has gained some freedoms and can now go out and about with either (Name) or DAHLIA for supervision (via his phone, and through the cameras everywhere).

In this particular chapter, he basically goes out for a typical grocery run with DAHLIA "accompanying" him, since before, he remembers (Name) telling him that "I won't always be there with you". But something bad happens! Wooo! (Maybe an attempted robbery, I didn't have the details sorted out yet.)

Either way, DAHLIA loses contact with him, and she tries to contact you ASAP, but it takes a little while since your dumbass was asleep the whole time! Wow! The suit had to manually power on and shake you awake.

Anyways, the only thing I had "written down" after that was that, after a failed search attempt for James, you go back home and are greeted with a surprise... "Kabedon"? Or, you're pinned to the walls by James... Or, rather, the Winter Soldier! 

You're not sure what's going on, only that, "Wow, Barnes is acting weird. Why is he suddenly Russian? Wh- Okay, wow, he's suddenly gotten a lot closer. Now, wait a fuckin' minute-!"

Either way, you and James make a discovery of a second personality living inside his body- the Soldier! Or Winter, I'm still unsure which I would have gone for. If you're familiar with certain WinterIron tropes, this is one of them. Anyways, that's the end of that chapter, or what I had written so far, anyway.

This chapter is really important to the canon of Restart since it establishes Soldier, but it didn't fit into my initial plans of 10 chapters an arc, so. That's why it's a "special" chapter.

The next "special" chapter after that was (America's Sweethearts). I had written 2 "chunks" of text for this chapter. The main plot is, basically, you and Steve spent a platonic (promise!) Valentine's Day together. Hence the title. Cute, right? This was referenced in Ch. 9 (Revelation) during Future! Steve's reminiscing.

Anyways, below the next text is what I had written for that chapter. It will be in normal text.

No other thoughts on that, so let's move on.

"You live like this?"

In his defense, Steve's apartment wasn't messy in the slightest. In fact, it was the other way around- everything was too clean, too pristine, too detached. The only saving grace he's getting from standing in the middle of his apartment is the fact that compared to the chilly Brooklyn weather, it was almost obnoxiously warm in his apartment. 

Not only did he have the heater going on, but he had another separate, portable heater blasting hot air in the corner.

(Sometimes, and only sometimes, Steve will stand in front of the heater and slowly spin around like a rotisserie chicken. The heat feels good, in his defense.)

The heat was something that you, thankfully, didn't comment on as you shed your jacket and slung it around the coat hanger near the door. You're wearing an over-sized tee- Thor's tee, he absentmindedly notes- and some sweats, both like and unlike the (Name) he often sees.

(It's not uncommon for Steve to glance at a newspaper or TV still shot and see you with your hair slicked back and dressed head to toe in a suit so expensive he's confident it costs at least a few years' worths of a typical New Yorker's rent.

Neither is uncommon to see you on the front cover of Men's Magazine, wearing a simple tee that shouldn't look that good on you but still does and posing confidently for the camera.

But despite all that, all of the clearly flattering outfits you could possibly wear at the tips of your fingers, often Steve will see you wear a disparagingly obnoxious, dirty shirt, and an old pair of sweats as your go-to outfit.)

(No, he will never admit that he really likes seeing you like that. Even with the mysterious smudged substance often found on the bottom of your sweats, as if you had swing danced in mud and crude oil.)

Regardless, while he often questions your private life fashion choices (and this is coming from a man who willingly wears khakis), he at least knows why you're wearing what you are, given the fact that he's also dressed in an overused tee and some joggers.

"What's wrong with my apartment? Not up to par with your penthouse standards?" Steve jests.

"Steve. Please." You threw him an unimpressed glare, much to Steve's never-ending amusement.

You glanced back to the inside of the apartment and squinted at it with what Steve could only describe as a rich man's scrutinizing gaze, before shrugging nonchalantly. You strolled into his apartment with a confidence Steve can still never get used to, one that reminds him so much of Tony's, and even Howard on his bad days.

(He understands why Tony doesn't like it when he brings Howard up, as he belatedly realizes that Howard didn't die the same man he knew him as, but he never understood why you've suddenly gotten bitter about Howard as well.)

He follows you into the hallway, and if it weren't for the fact that this was his apartment, he would've looked like a lost puppy following its new owner.

His apartment's not really that big, so it doesn't take long before you've both reached the living room. A simple TV, simple couch, simple table. Nothing really exciting in his living room, but it serves its purposes, in Steve's opinion.

(This is the end of that chunk. Next is where I picked up in writing. Short time skip, they both fall asleep and now Steve's waking up.)

It was the change in the smell that woke him up.

It's always the scent of fresh linen that greeted him early in the morning, something that's become so attuned to his everyday life. So when, instead, popcorn and sweets drifts his way, for a brief second his heart rate jumps.

'What?', his mind asks as he opens his eyes, bleary but cautious.

'Oh,' his mind responds back at him when his eyes drift down to your sleeping form laying splayed right on top of him, body glued to his side. You're mainly hogging the blanket, but he doesn't really mind as he runs hot 24/7. 

'Oh', his mind repeats softly, as something deep unfurls from his stomach and rises to his throat, clenching up and unable to say anything as his eyes fixate themselves on your steady breathing. Your lips are too close to his neck, each breath too warm, even for him. His skin burns where it meets yours, and absently he thinks, 'this is nice'.

'Yeah,' he lifts his hand to brush away a strand of hair away from your eyes, 'This is nice.'

Steve blearily throws a glance at the clock on his nightstand. 4 more minutes until he'd typically wake up and start his day with a morning jog.

'No,' his body protests.

'Okay,' his mind agrees without a fight.

He carefully reaches over and presses the silence button on his alarm. Above him, a breathy exhale escapes your lips at the sudden movement, and if possible, you curl closer to him than you were before. He pauses, unsure if you're going to wake up or not, but relax when he realizes that you're still in a deep slumber.

(Another break. Next sentence was supposed to be the final sentence of the chapter.)

In the end, neither of you commented about how Steve had missed his daily morning run as his limbs were straddled in between yours.

Ch. 13 (Upheaval) and 14 (Airlocked) are short in terms of drafting, so I'll combine them into one section here. Ch. 13 (Upheaval) was about taking down SHIELDRA in a better manner than the mess that was CA:TWS. And (Name) also forces Steve and Natasha to fess up immediately about Tony's parent's murderer. ((Name) threatens them.)

As for Ch. 14 (Airlocked), it's pretty much a filler chapter of sorts. (Name) graduates, there's now an official class-action lawsuit against Ross, also now keeping an eye on Baron Zemo, and we see some progression on Barne's therapy session. Not much, but some.

I really was not looking forward to these two chapters, as I knew they were gonna be boring as hell.

Ch. 15 (Spiralling) has actual written chunks. It's basically about the early prevention of Ultron. The Avengers go to a Sokovian HYDRA base, take out baddies, and the Super Twins get captured first- wow! But not before Wanda does... something to (Name), causing you to hallucinate and lose contact with the team- uh oh!

But don't worry! You get run over by a car. Lol. Below is what I had written for it, sans minor text.

A/N: In Ch. 7 (Summer), there was a 'dream-sequence' that happened where (Name) was on Titan with Tony, Peter, Stephen, and the GOTG. I've now decided that in canon, (Name) was not on Titan- instead, you were on Earth instead during IW helping at Wakanda. Just a brief plot-hole wrap-up; let's imply that (Name) had watched video footage of the fight at Titan via Tony's suit afterward, and that's where the nightmare came from. Okay bye.

(VERY abrupt start into the story, not meant to be the start of the chapter in the final draft, just where I wanted to start writing. Intro to Wanda.)

You jerked your head, catching a glimpse of brunette hair in the corner of your eyes. You swung your gauntlet instinctively and made instant contact with whatever was next to you. Flutters of red wisps followed your eyes, and you instantly knew what just happened as a body dropped next to you. 

You grunted and leaned onto the nearest wall, watching the girl's limp body with caution. Your shoulder plate lifted, and a tranquilizing dart connected to her thigh.

Just in case.

"Guys, I- I've been- ugh..." You wanted to vomit, the pounding in your head worsening with each millisecond that passes. Already, your surroundings distort you with each blink, walls melting and the floor sinking in on itself. "I've been- com-," you swallowed back your bile, "-compromised... Sending- location... Ergh..."

You didn't even have enough time to hear a response before the whole world around you shifted. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to calm your thundering heartbeat. The pounding got worse as the armor around you dissipated into nothing but the under-suit you were wearing. Before, where there were the shouting and gunshots, is now replaced with an eerie silence filled with just your laborious breathing.

You didn't know the full extent of what visions you were about to see, but you needed to remember that none of this is real. Scientifically, that was your only safe haven from possibly losing your mind for what's about to come. And it was worse because you had no idea what visions you'd see. Would you see Thanos? The Chitauri, just like your father once had? Or would it be something more close to home; the bunker? Tony's dead body, splayed with vomit around him, frostbitten to the touch and still like a marbled statue? 

Ready to go up and arms at whatever it was you're about to see, you cautiously opened your eyes.

(Line break, there's meant to be an "oh shit" line, like "Only, you were met with eyes far too similar to yours." but I still didn't know what I wanted to do for the hallucination sequence. Maybe meeting an older you, a younger you, or your dream life without the Avengers or meta-humans.)

(Below is an abrupt shift in the story; same general setting, but outside POV! What I had was dialogue only, alternating between people in bold, as a POV switch.)

(Name) "Guys, I- I've been- ugh... I've been- com-compromised... Sending- location... Ergh..." 

(Steve) "Apex, do you copy? (Name)!" 

(Steve) "Shit, (Name) isn't answering! Tony!"

(Tony) "Got his location, he's inside the base. J.A.R.V.I.S., what's his status?" 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "I'm sorry, Sir, but it appears that I am not in contact with his suit." 

(Tony) "Wha- the hell do you mean you're not in contact?!" 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "I cannot connect to his suit; it appears that Young Sir has somehow deprogrammed me from his suit." 

(Tony) "Wha-!" 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "However, it seems as if there is an A.I. present nonetheless. Though..." 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "I do not recognize the code. Would you like me to attempt at forming a mode of communication?" 

(Tony) "Yeah, just- God, make sure (Name)'s okay, please." 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "On it." 

(J.A.R.V.I.S.) "Establishing a connection." 

(DAHLIA) "Mister Stark?"

(Tony) "Wha- I'm sorry- who are you?"

(DAHLIA), ignoring Tony, "An enhanced got to (Name). The operative is down, but (Name)'s experiencing hallucinations. I can't get through to him- you need to get to him, now. I fear he may hurt himself more than he already has."

(DAHLIA) "And if I may be privy to a request?"

(Tony) "What?"

(DAHLIA) "Don't bring Rogers." (I don't remember why I wrote this bit.)

(Steve) "Any updates on (Name)?"

(Tony) "Yep, and by the looks of it," there was a loud boom coming from the base, and as Tony looked up to see an all too familiar suit fly out of the building. Or, rather, flying was an interesting way to put it- it was more of a free-falling more than anything else.

(Steve) "What was that?"

(Tony) "That was (Name), and he's not havin' a great time I'll tell you that."

His voice was light and joking, but he'd be lying if he didn't say that his heart wasn't in his throat by the sight of you flying out of the building and falling back into the forests.

(Line break, another POV switch)

Steve sprinted towards the loud boom, movements quick and calculated, but mind racing a thousand miles an hour. He saw a red and gold glint fly up above him, zipping in and out between trees gracefully. 

(Line break, but no switch, same place. Another story POV shift, sort of. Steve makes contact with (Name), or so he thinks.)

"(Name)? Hey, do you copy?"

The suit was eerily silent, glowing eyes that once gave comfort to the soldier now bringing nothing but an awful, gripping dread; one that he'd get when there were Nazi soldiers nearby, but he couldn't tell where even with his enhanced senses. The suit gave away nothing that usually screamed out everything that was you- no head swaying, no restless and constantly shifting feet, only a stillness that looked so unnatural. Almost as if there was no one in there.

"(Name)?"

There was no response from you.

The hairs on Steve's neck stood up, everything in his system suddenly screaming to get out of there, run, leave, get away from the suit, but he ignored it as he took a cautious step forward.

Again, you didn't seem to react.

Then, the suit took a step forward.

Then another one.

And another one.

"(Name)-"

Before he could say anything more, the suit lunged forward. Only for a moment could Steve react, but even he wasn't as fast as you could be when you're in the suit. He raised his shield, ready to be shot at, but only the sound of harsh metal on metal makes it to his ears. By the sounds of it, it sounded like Tony had managed to land a direct hit on you, from wherever position he was at. Cautiously, Steve lowers his shield to look.

But instead of the familiar red and gold suit of armor greeting him, it's the sight of two (color) suits wrestling on the ground with each other that manages to sucker-punch all air from his lungs.

(Basically, you went bat shit insane and got out of the older suit, then prematurely activating the nano suit instead, in a fit of panicked hallucination. The older suit, now operating by DAHLIA, was trying to protect Steve from being ambushed by (Name), and now they're wrestling.)

(Another big break, but I think I had a hallucination sequence from (Name)'s POV planned here. Not sure what I was gonna do here since I planned this like, maybe in 2018, early 2019. It's... 2021 now...)

"-(Name)!"

Your eyes widened as the world around you suddenly shifts out of existence, and instead, you're outside in the dim, snowy alps once again. Someone called out to you, you don't know who, but there's a light in the corner of your eyes that's so goddamn bright. You turn your head in the direction of the light, and amidst all of the yelling and gunshots, DAHLIA's cool, chilling voice rings the loudest in your ear.

"Aborting protoc-"

And then the world turned black.

Ch. 16 (Enflamed) also has written text. Basically, you're recovering from being caught slipping by a car, the team is now aware of certain secrets you've been keeping behind their backs, and you realize that you have to get back to Barnes to let him know you're okay.

This chapter was meant to be focused on the twins, but I guess I forgot that as I was "writing" it. Basically, the gist was that their parent's deaths weren't by officially licensed Stark tech (maybe even a counterfeit since Stark weapons are the best, and don't malfunction as it did in WandaVision ep. 8). Maybe HYDRA was the one that did it in order to recruit more people. Or something like that. Basically, Tony wasn't the one who authorized those weapons to be sold and used there, but it was Stane. Either way, they get their own healthy moment to mourn and lament over it all.

Here's the text below. Italics for a dream sequence, since you were unconscious/ in a coma from being bOnked on by a car.

"Hey, sweetheart."

You smile, turning around to face the voice only to be greeted with lips on yours. You chuckle, amused that this was the first thing you'd be greeted with, but lean into the kiss anyways as you wrapped your fingers around their cheek.

They pull back first, but their eyes are warm as they smile, lingering in the space between the two of you. Where their hands laid on your hips, your skin burned bright hot, but you paid no mind to it. 

(There's supposed to be more, maybe foreshadowing, but I stopped here in terms of the dream sequence. Jump cut to another POV, but you're waking up!)

(Name) "Hnng..."

(Steve) "Stay down! You're in no condition to move at all, just- just rest, okay? The doctors- and- your dad are coming."

(Steve) "How're you feeling? You want some water?"

You tried to turn your head to look at the blonde but hissed suddenly.

(Name) "S'nnof'a' b'ch..." (Son of a bitch.)

Steve helped you settle back onto your pillow- which even he'll admit doesn't look like the most comfortable setting in the world.

"Language, (Name)..."

He reprimanded, but there's no heat in his words as he's just so thankful that you're even capable of forming any words, no matter how profane they may be.

Beside him, Clint laughs a bit too loud for comfort. Steve wants to tell him to be quiet, as he's sure you're sensitive to noise right now, but God he can't blame the archer for his overwhelming relief. 

Lord knows Clint wasn't the only one to stress over their youngest Avenger.

"First words after a damn coma, and it's 'son of a bitch'! I told you he's a fighter!"

"Of course he is, he's a Stark after all."

All eyes turn to see the billionaire and assassin walk into the room. They look clean and pristine as always, but by the slight sheen of sweat on both of them, Steve knew they rushed here as soon as word spread that you were awake.

(Natasha) "Tooting your own horn a little much there?"

Natasha's smile betrays her words as she looks fondly from the senior Stark to the junior. Even the ironclad wall she has up 24/7 has a soft spot for the team's junior member.

(Especially for the junior member, but you didn't hear that from Steve.)

(Tony) "It's both of our horns, excuse you."

Tony turns his attention to you and places a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"You sure took a hit back there, champ."

"Mmm... 'm feel like a... Nn... A damn Make A W'sh kid...", (Mm, am feeling like a damn Make A Wish kid...) your eyes, though blown out from still being drugged up, wandered across each Avenger. You frowned, then smirked- well, as best as you could, anyways. 

"Where's th' Hul'k? T'or?" (Where's the Hulk? Thor? (As a joke, since usually the whole gang visits, but they're missing))

"Relax junior, you're not that special. We can only afford so many Avengers to visit you."

Despite his harsh words, Tony places a kiss right on your forehead. Your eyes flutter closed, lashes delicately batting as Tony leans away.

(Big block of nothing, there were supposed to be more text here, more dialogue or something. Same setting!)

(Tony) "So. We need to talk about what happened back there. Y'know. The brand-smackin' new A.I. that's in your suit- she's been awfully quiet. Oh, and the- lord, the thing's a work of art- the- what is it? Nanite suit? That's in a collar- a collar? I mean, I'm not one to judge questionable fashion statements, but-"

(Steve, or someone else) "Tony."

(Tony) "Right- but, we are going to talk about all that, okay?"

"L'ter, ple's? Am tir'd..." (Later, please? Am tired.)

"An' b'sides, chok'r's fun..." (And besides, chokers are fun.)

(Line break, basically, you remember you have a certain Winter Soldier that's been sitting at home without any word from you.)

’Oh fuck.’

(Big line break, basically, you get discharged from the hospital, and now you visit the safehouse Barnes is in to check up on him.)

It was eerily quiet when you opened the door to the safe house. You limped into the door, thankful that the ride on the way back, there were no paparazzi to see you leave at all. (Really, Happy should get a raise.) Lord knows how much of a rile that'll get out of the news media.

'Avengers' Golden Boy: Fatally Injured?' or something dumb like that.

You'd love to roll your eyes, but the tension that's coiling up in your gut surpasses the want as you slowly step into the house. It's warm, more so than the slow brewing chill that's been tempering outside. James never liked the cold, but even so, the house was warmer than you remembered. His shoes are still near the doorway, in the exact place that you remembered it to be, so he definitely hasn't gone anywhere.

(Though, the alerts that were on your phone from DAHLIA definitely show that he wanted to.)

For a brief moment, you were concerned that there wasn't enough food; but even then, DAHLIA would still be up, so she could place an online order to refill the fridge at a moment's notice, so it's not like James (even with his super-soldiered appetite) would starve himself here.

You quietly slipped out of your shoes, slowly as to not incur another cramp in your back, and stepped into the hallway barefooted. You glance into each room you pass by, but not a single sign of the soldier was anywhere to be found.

You stopped when you stood in front of one specific lounge room; yours and James' favorite lounge room.

Lurking into the room, you glanced around.

The room looked exactly like how it did days before when you were still conscious. There are a few mugs strewn about. Most empty, conjoined in one area of the table (James' area), but there's one that's filled with your favorite drink. A drink that you don't remember making for yourself.

And it's placed right in front of your favorite chair, too. Something squeezes at your heartstrings as you couldn't help but smile fondly.

It's gone cold, you absently note as you dip a finger into it. Wiping your finger on your pants, you grabbed it and the rest of the empty cups, making a note to place them into the dishwasher when you make it into the kitchen.

"James?"

You called out, but only your voice echoed back. The cups quietly rattled with each step, and it's not long before you make it into the kitchen. It, too, looks the same, but there's a thin layer of dust only a clean freak would notice. The sink is empty and clear of any beads of water. Unused for a little bit, you concluded.

Yeesh.

You placed all of the cups into the dishwasher, which was also dry and empty as well. Sighing, you turned on the machine and jumped out of your skin when you felt a pair of built arms wrap themselves around you tightly.

It only takes a split second for you to realize that, no, this is not some ax murderer that's about to choke the life out of you, it's just James.

James who, apparently, is holding you flush against his chest, fingers curling themselves against your bandaged abdomen. You held back a wince of pain, careful not to make your breathing waver, as James nuzzle his whole head against the crook of your neck. 

(Honestly, for someone named the Winter Soldier, he sure is warm because whew, boy-)

"Ja-"

"I thought you were gone."

His name is caught in your throat as James' voice- gritty, deep, unused- rumbles into your skin. You freeze, unsure of what to say to that as you shuddered, suddenly breathless as he mouths at your neck. Your ears turn bright red as he takes that moment to speak up, not once letting up on his fingers ghosting a trail on each muscle on your abdomen.

"You were gone. One second you were in my arms, and the next... The next, DAHLIA's tellin' me you're in a damn coma."

You winced, not sure how to respond to both what he said or the growl that accompanied it. You looked up at the camera that was in a nearby corner and threw it a withering glance, feeling slightly betrayed by DAHLIA for telling James that.

Thankfully (or probably not), James isn't really looking for a response as he continues on.

"Моя звездная пыль (My stardust)," Russian slips out, bringing a chill up your spine as bits of Winter spills out from James' fingertips, "The witch got to you, didn't she?"

Goosebumps raised on your skin, and to your silence, James snarled. You can barely feel his teeth graze on your nape, and you really don't know if you should feel embarrassed or something else.

And wow, okay, maybe you should tell James to ease up on the "hug", because holy shit, his grip's getting tighter and it's starting to actually hurt.

(Ah, he might tear the stitches.)

"HYDRA сукa...! Я убью ее...!" (HYDRA bitch...! I'll kill her...!)

You huffed, still red in the face as he hasn't even nudged away from letting you go. You patted his forearm, signaling for him to loosen up his grip, and to his credit, he does. Barely, but it was still something. 

"I dunno what ya' just said in Russian, but I know what Hydra сукa means. No cussing in Russian, only in English."

He mumbles something incoherent into your shoulder, rubbing circles into your stomach with a tantalizingly slow speed. You coughed; in literally any other situation this would be one of the hottest things you've ever experienced, but considering that James was more Winter than James right now, and your stomach is literally burning in pain from the rubbing, you opted to ignore the fact that you really liked that James was this close and spoke up.

"Not to alarm you or anything, but uh, if you keep rubbing my stomach like that," your breath hitched, the pain starting to become a little too much, "I'm gonna pass out from the pain," you said, with clenched teeth.

(End of what I had written down. Anyways, not sure where I was gonna go from here.)

Ch. 17-20 are relatively short in terms of what I had written down.

Ch. 17 (Reconditioning) has 3 things typed down:

integrating the twins, thoughts of integrating bucky

supreme distrust between you and the twins

meanwhile maybe thoughts from twins abt you? you're around their age 

3rd bullet introduces the idea that they might be love interests. Maybe. Shrugs. That chapter would be heavier on the character developments of the twins, both as their own persons and their relationship with you, specifically. They don't like you because you're Tony's son, still some bitter feelings there, and you don't like them because... Well... there's just a lot of bad feelings. They helped kill J.A.R.V.I.S. in your original timeline. Wanda basically fucked off with Vision. She antagonized Tony. (And there is a hypocrisy there since I would've written you to have done the same thing there. (Name) isn't perfect.)

You just didn't get along with Pietro since, back when he wasn't dead, you were immature and not yet accustomed to dealing with people who're purposefully frustrating/ teasing/ mocking/ etc. Nothing really personal with him, it's Wanda that you had beef with. But you'll get over it one day.

Ch. 18 (Longstanding) is shorter.

you and james have a talk, and after a year or two being solitary, you agree that he should be in the avengers

he joins the avengers

That's it, that's the chapter.

Ch. 19 (Accountability) deals with newer Accords (not a Sokovian one! Just from the proposed need for accountability).

It goes better around this time, as basically all of the Avengers agree to it, with their own caveats of course. Steve especially, but of course, he's willing to work with the governments about it this time around. Also, Peter Parker gets introduced, in accordance with the "underaged enhanced/ superheroes" clause, or some bull like that.

Ch. 20 (Wakanda) is basically the intro to CA:CW but like, civilized. No bombing since Zemo still has his family. Introduces Wakanda, and T'Challa as a potential love interest. If you're interested in IronPanther, I highly recommend reading the IronPanther Collection by Okyverlo on AO3. It's great and got me a lot of interest in T'Challa as a love interest.

As for official chapters with the plot, that's about it. I wasn't sure what to do afterward.

There were some loose ideas I had about what would happen to (Name). Maybe the truth is revealed, that you're actually from the future, and Dr. Strange separates past and future you into two separate bodies. Future! you into your original future body, and past! you into the current body. Past! you still have the same memories and thoughts that future! you had, but with less angst. Future! you is noticeably more depressed and just a bummer. Lol.

And after that, 2023! you would go back to the future where you belonged, and Past! you would stay in the present since, duh, that's still Past! you's original timeline. It's a little confusing when I type it down haha.

I was thinking maybe 2023! you would pair up with Steve since you realized how burdensome it is to continue to resent someone. Now you understood what Tony meant.

And Past! you would definitely pair up with James, but maybe Steve too. A nice lil' polygamous relationship. 

Now here's the other, non-official chapters.

2 What If's, and 3 Specials, in the order they're listed at the moment.

What If (2013 Counterpart) plays with an initial idea I had, where Past! (Name) was actually sent into the future into 2023! (Name)'s body during the prologue. Not sure where I was gonna go with this chapter, but I really wanted to mess with that possibility, and show just how immature and teenager-y Past! you were.

What If (Swapped Places) plays with the idea that you and Tony, in the original timeline, had swapped places. You were on Titan with Spiderman, Dr. Strange, and the GOTG, while Tony was on Earth with everyone else. That's all I had planned. Maybe you actually won and managed to get the gauntlet off of Thanos when you realized that Peter Quill was about to go crazy over his ex's death, and you knocked him down in time.

Special (Find My Body, Only At The Oak Tree), deals with you and your depression over the reality that you might have to relive the blip again, and aside from the Avengers, you really don't have anyone else and nothing's worth really living for at this point. I actually have a lot written for this one. Not sure if I wanted this to be canon.

Trigger warning: suicidal tendencies.

(Below is the general idea I had for the plot.)

(names) birthdays across the years so far

we see slow mental deterioration of (name) as he aches

we see as we reach closer and closer to the deadline, (name) dreads even thinking about thanos and wants to die before even looking at him, a symbol of their failure 

lowkey highkey suicidal

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The first time you celebrated your 17th birthday was in 2014. 

The second time you celebrated your 17th birthday was also in 2014... Obviously. 

The first time you celebrated your 17th birthday, the whole tower was flooded with people who you knew and people who you couldn't care to know. It was filled with what little was left of your friend group outside of the Avengers; it was also filled with the rich, the pompous, the irritating of New York.

You got into a yelling match with your dad that night, over something you couldn't even bother to remember, and stormed off into your room, fuming as the party still went on without their birthday boy present.

(It's always like that as if you're replaceable. Surely, you must be; the Avengers can and will, if need be, exist without you.)

The second time you celebrated your 17th birthday, you told your dad you wanted it to be small and personal. Only the Avengers were there, as a few days ago did you spend a pre-birthday celebration with some of your high school 'friends' (which only mainly consisted of playing Smash Bros Brawl in your room and eating an ungodly amount of junk food as you fake laughed along with their shitty jokes.) (Steve promptly made you burn those calories off in training.).

(What Steve doesn't know is that you purposefully ate that much to train with him; otherwise, you had the whole day off the next day.

You didn't want to be alone.)

It was sweet as everyone gave their gifts to you (which you already knew what it was, but said nothing of it), and as everyone got drunk off of the expensive liquor or Asgardian mead, you quietly snuck out of the building and back into the safe house where James was waiting for you.

(He waits, but how much of it is because he has no other choice?

It is not like that, you keep reminding yourself.

Who is to say, other than you?

James never says anything of it, and you start to wonder if he feels as if he has no choice.

As if he feels like he's been made another prisoner, once again.

At what point, what is separating the distinction between you and HYDRA, in his mind?

You're not too keen on finding out the answer anytime soon.)

The whole way there, you thought of nothing in particular.

You quietly celebrated with him too, shared a few slices of cake he made just for you before you quietly said goodnight to him. He kissed you on the cheek, said a simple goodnight, and slipped away into his own bedroom.

Meanwhile, you spent the rest of the night drinking too much alcohol, alone, in the dark of your room, staring at nothing in particular, thinking about nothing in particular.

The next morning, you jokingly wished you had just died last night as you're bent over the toilet emptying your stomach contents.

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The first time you celebrated your 18th birthday, you spent it outside in another country with your friends.

The second time you celebrated your 18th birthday party, you rented out a bumper kart arena with the Avengers.

The first time you celebrated your 18th birthday, you tried desperately to hang onto the remaining friends you had outside of the Avengers, a chance to feel normal for once. You practically went hiking across Europe and into Asia over the week of your birthday, and by God did you visit so many places. From the Louvre to the casinos in New Deli, you trekked everywhere with your friends and acted as a cash pig for their endeavors under the guise of celebrating your birthday. Least to say, you always got 'accidentally' blackout drunk on multiple occasions, oblivious to their actions.

Later you found out and cut them off instantly without another word. They didn't seem to notice that you stopped talking to them.

It hurt.

Pointless of you to try to maintain that friendship.

So on your next 18th birthday, having long forgone those friendships ages ago, you suggested going bumper karting with the Avengers. Bruce operated as the 'coach' of sorts, but he seemed to have enjoyed it as well. 

It was fun, obviously.

It went on for a few hours, as you all had made up mini-games to play along with as they got bored of chasing after each other aimlessly for half an hour. A few games had you pairing up with some of the Avengers; the other had them actually using their skills to try to maim each other.

(Wanda at one point lifted everyone into the air as Pietro zoomed through the rink; though, he did slip and slam into the wall. Everyone laughed, but it was interrupted as Wanda promptly dropped everyone out of shock.

Everyone was too busy in their own shock as well to notice your labored breathes, wild crazed eyes, or how you clawed viciously at your throat at the sight of Wanda's red wisps. Your fingers were tinted a sick vermilion.

Thankfully, the arena was relatively dim, so no one could tell what just happened.)

It was fun. Everyone didn't hold their shoves back, and when things riled up, it turned into who would break a bone first. No one did, but everyone was definitely sore afterward. Of course, the enhanced ones didn't limp as much, but it made your limp nothing out of the ordinary.

(You tried your most damn not to just collapse completely, both exhaustion and pain threatening to snap your spine into little bits and pieces.

You jokingly wished it did.)

Thankfully, during the whole ordeal, no one noticed how you didn't avoid obvious hits, instead opting to just get harshly jostled in your kart and neck snapped haphazardly to the side at the sudden jolt. Or how you 'accidentally' keep forgetting to put on your seat belt or keep your fingers inside the kart.

Or at least, if they noticed, no one said anything as you limped around the tower the next day, bruises marred everywhere on your skin, a sheen of sweat blanketed on your skin throughout the whole day.

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The first time you celebrated your 19th birthday, you were too swamped with both college and SI to actually... Celebrate.

You didn't even realize it was your birthday. No one did, actually; it took one of your professors to comment on how your name was trending on Twitter to actually get you to realize what the day was.

But even that didn't change your schedule, and as you moved on with your day, so did Twitter and the Avengers. 

You never got to celebrate your 19th birthday, too swamped with other things to care.

The second time you celebrated your 19th birthday, you had too much free time in the world.

It ended up being just like your 17th. The Avengers had a little get-together (they remembered this time; what made it so different?) and all of them got drunk wildly off their asses. Once again, you slipped away from the main lounge, and stalked silently, blank-faced, towards a balcony.

You adjusted your collar appropriately and stood there. You stared outside into the bustling busy streets of New York, the city that never sleeps.

(Strange, that it's named that when often times it's the quietest whenever you're there to see it.)

You spend maybe 10 minutes standing there, staring into the oblivion that is New York.

And then, you climbed onto the railings.

Standing there, there was no rush of adrenaline that coursed its way through your veins, nor was there any fear or dread.

Only an overwhelming and crippling exhaustion that made waves through your body. No longer are you in your 19-year-old body, but your 27th. No longer are you in your younger, former self; one that shone brightly above the others, aspiring as both a heroic figure and one that would help pave the way towards a better, peaceful world.

No, instead, your soul feels like it's settled deep into your bones, an aching tire that keeps rocking and rattling at your already fractured, beaten down body, laughing at how pathetic you look.

(You're so tired.

You just wanted to live normally.

You never can, you eventually come to realize on your first 24th birthday.

That thought, now fully realized, would come to permeate it's way deep into your bones.)

All you wanted to do was to just take one step forward, off of the railing that you're so delicately balanced upon, and dive into air headfirst.

Really, all it takes is just one step.

And truly, you've never felt more at peace as your body dropped from the railings, descended quickly towards the streets below you.

What should've been a quick few seconds of a dive felt like an eternity drowning in a bottomless pool. The lights of New York flashed and beamed at you, but it changed rapidly from one to another. Your throat closes, shuttering, and you want so desperately to start screaming.

Only, no one would hear them. 

The winds would carry away your screams, rushing a sound of its own that would overpower yours.

You wonder, absently, was this similar to what Rhodey felt that day? 

Well.

You'd never really find out, now, will you?

Too late to ask.

(There's no way to get back home.

You can never see Morgan again- the Morgan that called you her big Care Bear, the Morgan that cried and threw a temper tantrum because you forgot to give her a goodnight kiss. 

You can never see mom and dad again- while they're still here, it's just not the same. You'll never get to see the same Pepper who was so relieved just to see you alive after the Battle of Wakanda, even if you were practically on your death bed. You'll never get to see the same Tony who you spent hours crying into the shoulder of after the Blip.

You can never see the same Steve, Natasha, Rhodey, anyone, ever again. 

Years spent just trying to be better, to help the world, to mend and build any relationships you could, gone.

And even if they weren't?

There's just no way to get back home anymore. Not back to the person you used to be.)

The next day, you got an earful from your parents when photos of your falling body appear all over the internet. All the meanwhile, you're not really listening to them, just staring right back at them.

Odd.

('When did you start looking at me with contempt?', you'd ask one day.

Tony just stares at you, then out the window. In his hand, he's holding a cup of coffee; in yours, water. You've since stopped drinking anything remotely sugary, caffeinated, or alcoholic, though you've never told anyone why.

'When did you start mistaking concern with contempt.', he responded, though it was more of a statement rather than a question.

You stared at him, then followed his gaze out the window. 

Neither of you says anything, even as the hours go by in the blink of an eye.)

(That's all I had written down so far. Not sure where I wanted to go with this afterwards.)

Special (Vapidity, Testament To Absence) deals with future DAHLIA realizing what it means to mourn someone.

The house is empty.

It is an irrelevant thought, DAHLIA notes.

Technically speaking, the house has been empty quite often than not; after all, you were a busy man with an equally busy schedule. Being the CEO of SI and a huge contributing factor to the world's rebuilding made it more or less impossible for you to stay at home for long. Though, she also doesn't linger long in the house, either. But she's still there regardless, even if she's also with you on the other side of the planet for diplomatic reasons.

She knows of the emptiness inside this house; it was never an unfamiliar concept.

But with this emptiness, she's never once associated loneliness with it either. 

It's a bit better when Virginia occasionally comes around to the house to do some maintenance. She might even bring along little Morgan with her.

("You keep saying she's a pest, but I know I sure as hell ain't the one that keeps shifting the TV to the kids' channels when she's around," you comment, not even taking your eyes off of the pan. DAHLIA says nothing towards your accusations, instead opting to tell you that you're burning your eggs.

You aren't, but she says nothing amidst your panic.)

A few others occasionally visit, too, much to DAHLIA's internal disapproval.

Rogers used to visit every day ever since she first noted the emptiness. His behavior was also peculiar. He'd prowl around the house, pausing here and there at random parts of the house. He'd often just... Stand there, seemingly looking at nothing for a long period, before jolting back and continue what he was doing. She's thankful that he hasn't noted her silence when he's around.

Often Banner would come along too, and he'd be talking quietly with Rogers. As of recently, they've stopped visiting though. Probably because of the recent news (that (Name) might still be alive, just lost in time), DAHLIA almost bitterly notes.

James ("Just call him Rhodey- literally no one calls him James nowadays." you laugh, eyes crinkling with amusement) visits too. He doesn't linger for long, but he makes sure to check up on DAHLIA, help tend to the flowers... She'd even dare say she wishes he'd visit more often.

Peter also visits here and there as well. He often comes with Morgan and Virginia, but there have been a few occasions where he's come here by himself. He'd spend most of his time in the garden, your favorite place. And when he's alone, she'd given him privacy out of respect, but even at a long distance, she can hear him talking by himself. He'd come back eyes red and swollen, but he's always smiling afterward.

A few others have visited too, but not as often as the others. Though, none of that really helps negate the emptiness she feels as she wordlessly navigates through a routine she devoted herself to after your disappearance.

And the final chapter, Special (Chemically Compromised) is basically a fluff filler with (Name) chaperoning Peter's field trip, inspired by an Instagram post.

Written in bits and pieces, unfinished. Not sure if I wanted it to be romantic (the name implies it in a nerdy way) or just a fun, platonic, "dude you're literally embarrassing me" way.

(Peter) "I can't believe you're doing this...!"

(Name) "What? What's wrong with this?"

Pan to (Name) dressing like he's a Typical, Normal Civilian Man, but it's clearly (Name) Stark, son of Tony Stark, and an Avenger.

(Peter) "I don't need you to chaperone my field trip...! May could've done this-"

(Name) "No, she really couldn't, sweetheart. She's got a busy shift, and even told me that no one else's parents was free."

(Name) "Listen- this really could have gone worse if, say, Tony, knew. God knows Tony would've dropped everythin' and just embarrass ya- he did that shit to me every chance he got," Peter winces, almost forgetting that Tony was still your dad, and a chill ran up his spine as he imagined what it would have been like for you. 

(Peter) "But still..."

(Name) "Don't worry, I'll just wear a cap and sunglasses."

(Peter) "That can't possibly work."

(Name) "You'd be surprised- Sam's standin' down there, right near that phone booth."

Peter's head snapped over to where you were pointing at, and indeed, right on the floors of the Manhattan streets, there was a relatively built black guy that's wearing a cap, sunglasses, and a brown leather jacket. Peter tilted his head.

He hasn't been around Sam all that much, but he still knows what the Avenger looked like. But even then, he wasn't sure if that man was actually Sam. He's built right, but Peter can't see much of his hair or eyes. Plus, he's kind of far away.

He squinted at the man, before glancing back at you, now unsure of himself.

(Peter) "That's really the Falcon?"

You stared at him, before snorting.

(Name) "Nah, I'm joshin' ya, that's just some random guy...", you glance at the man, sniffing, "... Probably."

That's... pretty much it. That's all I had for Restart, as far as writing goes.

Now here are some closing thoughts, just to wrap all of this up nice and tight, sort of.

I'm not really happy with how the initial chapters were paced and how they were written. My writing style has mildly changed, and if I had the motivation to, I'd love to rewrite them. But alas, I don't.

I think about this story often; or at least, variations of it. It's like when you daydream, and you restart it but to the left. But unfortunately, writing a plot without too many plot holes while remaining as canonically correct as possible, and making it interesting without being a complete word-by-word remake of the movies, is difficult.

I'm not sure if I would ever pick up this story again, especially since this whole chapter told you what I had in store anyways. 

Thank you to those who took the time out of their day to write nice and encouraging comments about this story. It's unfortunate it had to end this way, but I'm glad it happened anyways. And hopefully, it's the same for you.

And remember: the one thing writers love to do is talk about their story! If you have any other comments, questions, or just general thoughts about the story, I'd love to discuss it further!

Anyways. If you're reading this now, thanks for sticking with Restart for as long as you did.

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I know I had people on the tagged list, but it’s a bit hard to get them all as URL’s change, so I opted not to. Sorry!

[gogomadu]

Vincente McCain for @livingdeadgal128 ‘s Black Widow Challenge

Name: Vincente McCain

Age: 25 years old

Aspiration: Mansion Baron

Traits: Ambitious, Music Lover, Kleptomaniac

Bank Account? Loaded.

     Bio: “Ay yo what’s good. It’s Vinny, you already know how it is. I spit tracks, lay beats, make bread. Simple process, sly guy. Money walks, the street talks, I heard there’s a honey walkin’ the streets looking for a man with a bag. She looks spicy, might have to try her. Call me up, Vinny’s always in the studio lookin’ for the next best thing.”

     Born and raised in San My, Vincente (usually called Vinny) is every sugar baby’s dream. He’ll drop money like it’s nothing, he just wants some eye candy to give him a little attention. After ditching his parents (they were a drag), he made some fast money and invested it in music. He loves mixing music, and dropping the next best thing. Everyone knows that all new music is just old music rearranged, so he takes struggling artists’ wack melodies and turns it into the hottest tracks! Who ever said you needed permission? Call it the klepto in him, but finders, keepers. Losers? They’re simply weaker. He knows exactly what to do to make their rough diamonds shine, so why be blind? A little swipe here, a free meal there, and bam! Now we’re talking~ He knows that “his” music will be blasting in every building in no time, especially when he’s got the money, name, and looks to back it up! It’s getting boring being at the top of San My. The penthouse is nice and all, but Vinny’s moving to a bit of a modern mansion. And when he gets there, all he’ll need is a baddie to spend the extra bread on. Angie? That’s cute. Let’s get it, let’s go.

Private DL

Poses by @roselipaofficial

[underweaver]

Hi! Recently came upon a dub for this and I have to say, Weaver is so cute!!!!! Weaver, are you aware of Nightmare sans?

Wee won't let any baddies ruin peoples dreams ù - ú

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April in Spain by John Banville

This is, I think, my first John Banville book, but it won’t be the last.  Anyone want to recommend one?

Set in post war London, Dublin and San Sebastián, it is a book of coincidences which usually I don’t like but it was okay mostly here except for one, that really bothered me.  

When Terry (our baddie?) picks up the book, Brighton Rock, (having told us that he’s not a book person, why would he go into a bookshop in the first place?) and it just happens to open at the page describing Pinkie which is what Percy used to call him, and he recognises the description.   Hmmm….

I was really enjoying it and then, it just ended, like when you were a child and didn’t know how to end a story so you’d just say “and then I woke up and it was all a dream”.  I so want to know what happened to Phoebe, Stratford, Quirke, April and even Paul.

EDIT:   I’ve just found out this is Book 8 in a series of Quirke novels.  That perhaps answers some of my questions.

Recommended

Courtesy of NetGalley and Faber & Faber (realise all the times I have thanked NetGalley I haven’t thanked the publishers who actually send out the proofs, will try to correct going forward).

[hongism]

MISS CALY BESTIE. THAT CHAPTER, HOLY FUCKIN SHIT. IM BOTH SOBBING AND GOING FERAL AHHHHHHHH (I’m currently screaming like that one rubber chicken or that one goat video). like sweetheart, this is the best chapter for me now aside from the one where HJ is like I’m sorry I’m a selfish man and you’re mine now baddie. Like 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺. IM NOT OKAY AHHHHH. I’m so happy HJ apologized and explained why he was so upset with her because that’s v important and I loved the little moment between SH and her 🥺🥺🥺🥺. I hope he gets what he wants from that mission. Also MAAM I hope we get a story time about the captain in a corset and dress because that sounds absolutely hilarious. So many good one-liners, great layout of the chapter (it flowed reallly well). And omfg like how is she gonna explain the heart thing to San BAJBDJDNSI. THAT WAS TERRIFYING BUT ALSO FASCINATING LIKE OMG BESTIE DO THAT TO JISUNG TOO 😍😍 but the mf chemistry between San and mc, like are you trying to make me sob like jESUSAHHHHHH so good I’m in absolute love. Also !! THAT FLASHBACK AHHHHHHH very excited to learn more about that. This chapter was a masterpiece queen, thank you as always for blessing us with such amazing writing. I hope you’re resting well and are feeling excited about whatever comes next! I’m so hyped for Sans reaction to JISUNG like omfg like how they gonna get rid of him and make sure he doesn’t touch MC ever fuckin again 😤😤😤, and also for MC to learn more about her powers and also for them to all rest and have good times 🥺🥺🥺 omfg and I forgot about the uhm spicy triangle u were planning/mentioning earlier this summer so I’m keeping my eye out for that Oho, but first San kicking Jisungs ass pls

BESTIE!!!! sobbing and feral? sounds like the perfect reaction to the chapter 😌 screaming like that one rubber chicken or goat video OIGJAOIGJAORIGJAEORIGJ got me cackling PLEASE!!!!

best chapter tho oh my goodness T_T im so glad to hear that ;-; hongjoong is a proud proud man but he finally apologized and explained his reasoning and we finally got to see into his personality a bit more :3

while we won't get to see firsthand that mission for seonghwa bc y/n isn't on it BUT we will get to see the after effects and how it impacts him and maybe we'll get a little insight in a future interim?? i'm not sure yet!! on one hand i want to keep it ambiguous but on the other it would be good insight !!! captain in a corset and a dress hehehehe :) im glad the one-liners and tension breakers flowed well !! i didn't wanna overwhelm with pure emotional overload so im glad the humor helped break it up !!

how is she gonna explain that T-T how is it gonna affect them T-T we've seen San react to her darker parts but ! it remains to be seen how he reacts to something like this !

their chemistry ;;-; it's about damn time methinks!!! im glad you're in love heh that means so much to me ;-;

indeed we have to have a BIT of suspicious stuff aka that dream 👀 im resting so well heh i'm working ona few other fics to share with you guys !! im so hyped for the next chapter too esp any potential confrontation between san and jisung 🌝 and potential spice triangle.... lots of fun stuff to look out for 😌👀