#cutter is so creepy I love to hate him

[nobodysdaydreams]

My thoughts on the SI-5

For as much as a lot of fandom romanticizes the SI-5 as a friend group, Kepler really did Jacobi and Maxwell so dirty. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he got it in the end, and the character himself is hilarious. But I need to talk about this. This man is insane and needs to be held accountable.

First of all, he meets them at the very lowest points of their life. Maxwell is isolated from her family and support systems, and it’s implied her career is heading for the toilet due to her fight with the ethics board. Jacobi’s career is totally over after he was blacklisted from his work, and it’s implied he doesn’t have strong support systems either. Kepler knows that and uses it to manipulate both of them into working for him. They both, especially Jacobi, have such a strong loyalty to him because they saw him as their only way out of their situations, and Kepler does not match that loyalty at all.

How do I know this? Because he was totally cool with Maxwell dying. Didn’t shed a tear. And when Jacobi called him out for that and threatened HIS life? Kepler was like “well okay. Guess we have to shoot Jacobi then.” I was reviewing my episode reactions, and I totally forgot he told Minkowski that. Like he didn’t hesitate or even try apologizing to Jacobi or admitting he was wrong first, he jumped right to “kill Jacobi instead.” He also had the audacity to say “how could he (Jacobi) do this? After all we’ve been through? 🥺” and then what they’ve “been through” is Kepler buying Jacobi fireworks (1) time, admitting to stalking Jacobi and Maxwell for years before he hired them (creepy), harassing and threatening them if they fail to comply with his orders, telling Jacobi and Maxwell they’re worth about as much as a glass of whisky and he wouldn’t miss them (which is verified by his reaction to Maxwell’s death and brief willingness to kill Jacobi to save his own skin when Jacobi tries to get revenge), lying to Jacobi and Maxwell and keeping secrets from both of them, and being an arrogant jerk of a boss who treats them more like his patronized pets than his friends. It’s actually funny how Kepler is shocked that wouldn’t be enough to keep Jacobi’s loyalty after gambling with the life of his best friend. He’s so blinded by his own ego it’s hilarious. Like buddy, it’s a miracle of desperate circumstance that either of them were loyal to you in the first place, you pompous whisky-worshipping buffoon.

You even see it in the little details. Kepler talking to Cutter about Jacobi and Maxwell behind their backs on that one call, the way Jacobi calls Maxwell “Alana” but Jacobi and Kepler use their formal names for each other until the very end when Kepler calls Jacobi “Daniel” and acts legitimately terrified to discover what Cutter and Pryce’s true plans are. Which again, love the way the redemption arc was done and those little details show you proof that Kepler rethought his views and isn’t doing this on a whim and that Jacobi and Maxwell’s friendship, as compared to their relationships with Kepler, was a stronger and more real and genuine friendship. I mean, headcanon what you want, write the SI-5 how you want. But a lot of people seem to either love or hate the whole SI-5 group (I admit this was me for a long while, though I do love post-redemption duck and whisky boys) so it’s easy to gloss over these internal dynamics within the SI-5, but if Kepler survived, I would personally need him to acknowledge just how much of a jerk he really was because yikes.

[vani-ash]

I watched Over The Garden Wall for the first time the other day anyway KimChay AU where : (spoilers for over the garden wall)

Kim is the beast and Porsche is the wood cutter and something happened to Chay and it's his spirit in the lantern and Kim did some creepy dark magic bullshit to try and keep Chay alive and now he tricks and kills people to keep Chay alive and Porsche doesn't know that he is killing people to keep Chay's spirit alive

Porsche stole the lantern from Kim and Kim told Porsche what he had to do to keeps Chay's soul alive

Kim has spent years trying to restore Chay's soul but hasn't been able to fix him so far, every night Kim would lie awake and just stare at the lantern hoping Chay isn't suffering, hoping Chay can still come back to him. Kim thinks even if he did manage to bring Chay back would Chay still love him? If Chay knew everything Kim had done and become would he hate him?

After Porsche steals the lantern from Kim, Kim keeps trying to steal it back but Porsche stops him every time

When Porsche starts to run out of the edelwood Kim grows desperate to keep Chay alive and tries to convince Porsche he should become the edelwood to keep Chay alive

[rainisawriter]

Cowardly San – San (PSF #1)

Ficography

Genre: Halloween, fluff, angst, non-idol au, cowardly lion au?

Prompt: “I’ve got you.” (@flufftober)

Word Count: 3,504

Pairing: Reader x San

World: Ateez

A/N: This was originally written as an original piece because I wanted to do half original and half fanfiction but I changed my mind as usual and went all fanfics lmao I didn’t have the time or energy to rewrite this so I just edited it and chose San so he might be out of character, don’t come for me Atiny! ò.ó)/

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Halloween has always been your favorite time of year. You loved scaring people and watching horror movies because you never got scared. Most horror movies were mere comedies to you. In fact, you’ve been kicked out of the movie theater multiple times for laughing during horror flicks.

On the opposite side of the coin, your boyfriend hated Halloween. He was a sensitive man who got scared easily and simply couldn’t stomach horror. San was often bullied during his school years because of this which only made him hate the holiday even more.

It was so bad that, had you started dating him closer to Halloween, he probably would have broken up with you as soon as he learned about your love of all things spooky. As it turns out, though, you met each other at the beginning of the year and he had fallen deeply in love with you by the time he found out.

Last year was your first Halloween together, but he was terrified of you finding out about his secret. He didn’t want you to hate him or, worse, look down on him. He wouldn’t be able to stomach it if you said he wasn’t a man like so many others had before. To combat this, he told you that he had to leave town to be with his sick sister and her three kids.

San’s sister wasn’t sick, but she agreed to play along with his scheme just so he would stop begging. She made sure to scold him for his choice.

“Relationships built on lies won’t last,” she had told him. “And if she can’t accept you for who you are, she’s trash.”

He knew she was right but he had never fallen in love as hard as he had with you. He didn’t want to lose you. He didn’t want you to look down on him.

All year long, he steeled himself to tell you the truth before Halloween arrived. It wasn’t even December yet, he had plenty of time… right? It felt as if he blinked and it was already October again. Where had all the time gone? More importantly, where had his resolve gone?

San stared at the date on his phone, wishing it was incorrect but he knew it wasn’t. 

October 1st, it read.

He could hear you in the kitchen of the apartment you shared, humming the tune of some Halloween song. October was the only month that you woke up before him, simply unable to contain your excitement.

Could he really take that away from you just because he’s a scaredy cat? He feared he would ruin the holiday for you. A groan passed his lips as he covered his face. Why was this so hard? All he had to do was say he didn’t like Halloween. It should be simple!

It wasn’t, though, not for him. In that moment, it felt like the hardest thing he’s ever had to do. 

Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, he slid out of bed, running a hand through his messy brown hair. There was a loose floorboard at the end of the hall that creaked whenever someone stepped on it, thus alerting you to his presence. 

You smiled brightly at him. “Morning, baby. Spooky season is officially here!”

“Morning,” he mumbled back softly, settling down at the table. He loved the way your eyes sparkled during October, it was the only thing he enjoyed about the month. To him, you were already gorgeous, but you became an absolute goddess when your eyes sparkled. He felt like the luckiest man alive.

You set down a plate of freshly made pancakes on the table and he winced when he saw them. They had been made using Halloween cutters – skulls, hands, creepy looking Jack-o-Lanterns. There was even a cobweb pancake which nearly made him shiver. He hated spiders.

Normally, he would eat two or three pancakes, but there were only two Jack-o-Lantern pancakes and you took one. It was the only shape he could bring himself to eat.

You frowned at him when you noticed this. “Are you okay, babe?”

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine. Why?” 

“You usually eat more than that.”

“Ah… I’m just not very hungry this morning. Maybe I’m getting a bug or something,” he mumbled, feeling guilty for lying to you again. His sister’s words echoed through his mind again.

You leaned across the table, resting the back of your hand against his forehead. “Hm, you don’t feel warm. We’ll have to keep an eye on it. Let me know if you feel worse, okay?”

San could only nod, eyes focused on the pancake. He suddenly didn’t feel very hungry at all.

“Spirit Halloween opens today. I’m so excited, they have the best decorations.”

He tried not to, but his mind conjured images of the apartment decoded to the nines with all manner of spooky decorations and he couldn’t suppress his shiver. He glanced at you to see if you had noticed, but you were still talking about the store.

“I’ve been saving up all year, too, so I can go all out!”

He cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. “Is that wise…? I mean, our apartment isn’t very big. If you put too much, we won’t even be able to move.”

“You’re right, but get this. You remember Hongjoong, right? We went to high school together.”

He vaguely remembered the name, but he couldn’t put a face to it.

“Well, he’s going out of town to spend Halloween with his family and he said I could use his house this Halloween. I’m going to throw the best Halloween party ever!”

He tried to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat as he thought about an over-decorated house filled with people in gruesome costumes. “Oh… how nice of him…”

“Right?” You grinned, unable to sit still. “Do you feel well enough to come with me to the store?”

San’s lips parted and he released a shaky breath as he tried to speak. ‘Just tell her, idiot,’ he told himself in frustration. ‘End this now. Tell her the truth.’

Your grin slowly faded when he didn’t answer, worry battling against your excitement. You rested your hand over his, catching his eye. “Hey, it’s okay. If you’re not feeling well, you can stay here and get some rest. I’m sure Wooyoung won’t mind helping.”

His heart dropped at this. Wooyoung had been crushing on you since the two of you were in middle school and, honestly, he isn’t too sure why you chose him over Wooyoung.

He had always been the cool guy with short hair the color of a raven and striking brown eyes. Like you, he loved to play video games rather than sports. He was also funny, smart and, most importantly, he loved Halloween almost as much as you did.

On the other hand, San was slender with average brown eyes, though he had chosen to dye his brown hair red on your insistence. Instead of virtual games, he played volleyball in high school and liked to run track in his free time. He knew first hand that you loathed exercise and sports, so why had you chosen him? To everyone but you, Wooyoung was the obvious choice.

Yet you had chosen San, your complete opposite, and he didn’t know why. Maybe it was a bet. 

The thought stung at his heart and he shot up from his seat. “I’m gonna go lay down.” He didn’t give you the chance to respond, rushing back down the hall into the bedroom.

You knew something was bothering him, he wasn’t very good at hiding his feelings after all, but you didn’t know what it was. You didn’t want to pressure him, either. You knew that he would come to you when he was ready and yet… you couldn’t help the knot that formed in your gut.

The man you loved was suffering and there was nothing you could do to help him. There’s no worse feeling than that.

You almost decided to stay home instead of going to the store, but you didn’t want to crowd him. He probably just needed space, so you wrote a note and left it on the table before heading out.

Wooyoung was already inside the store when you arrived. He had grabbed a Ghostface mask that was resting atop his head. He grinned when he saw you, pulling you into a tight hug before glancing around.

“Where’s the boyfie?”

Your nose wrinkled at the ridiculous term. “San isn’t feeling well today.”

“Oh, so I finally get you to myself then,” he smirked, his tone flirty.

As usual, you ignored it and just brushed past him, grabbing a cart. He had always been a flirty guy with every female he met and, over the years, you had learned to just ignore him. He would try a few more times before giving up, you knew.

He caught up with you easily, throwing his arm around your neck. “So, are we going for a ‘cute spooky’ theme? A ‘Michael Myers is outside spooky’ theme? Maybe a ‘Freddy’s gonna get you’ theme?” His eyes fell on something at the end of the aisle and he rushed forward to grab it. “Or perhaps~ a ‘killer Barbie’ theme?”

You quirked a brow at the Barbie-themed paper plates he was holding out. “I should kill you for even putting that pink trash in my line of sight.”

Wooyoung laughed loudly as he replaced the item. “No shame in trying, eh?”

“The theme is ‘when you leave this house even hell itself won’t scare you anymore.’”

His eyes glinted mischievously. “Ooo~ My sister is currently dating a therapist. I’ll let him know he’s gonna have a lot of new clients after our party.”

You just snickered at the thought.

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The farther it got into October, the worse San started to feel, to the point that he wondered if he actually was getting sick. People were already pulling pranks on unsuspecting people, usually in the form of scaring the hell out of them. The thought of him minding his own business while shopping for groceries only for someone in a mask to appear and scare him or threaten him… it had his stomach in knots.

He knew what his reaction would be because it had happened many times in the past. He would end up crying, covering his head, and crouching as low to the ground as he could. He hated that that was his reaction and he had tried many times not to react that way.

It wasn’t just the fear eating him up, though. You had been spending less and less time at home, trying to get all of the decorations up and running at your friend’s house. He missed you dearly and, despite himself, he felt jealousy swirling in his gut because he knew that you were with Wooyoung. Every morning, he came to the apartment to pick you up, wearing that stupid mask atop his head.

He would smile at San but never asked how he was feeling or how life was going. Though, San didn’t ask Wooyoung those questions, either.

A sigh passed his lips as he curled up on the sofa, a blanket covering his body, resting over his head like a hood. His eyes focused on the balcony door. The sky was dark, tiny stars shining brightly. You should have been home by now, so where were you? He glanced at his phone for the hundredth time, but no messages had come through. He considered messaging you first, but he didn’t want to bother you or seem clingy.

His eyes lingered on the date. October 25th.

Halloween was just six days away and he was no closer to telling you the truth. For the most part, he was still pretending not to feel well. He honestly felt pathetic. Was he even a man? Had he ever been one? No one else seemed to think so.

His phone dinged with a new message and he nearly dropped it in his haste to check it. It wasn’t from you, it was from his sister.

-> Did you tell her yet?

It was a simple question, but it made him feel all sorts of things, none of them positive. No, of course, he hadn’t. San was a coward in all meanings of the word. All he wanted to do was run away, to hide away from the terrifying world around him.

A frown tugged at his lips as he gazed at a picture of you and him, smiling happily at the camera. “I love you so much… I’m scared of losing you…” Tears stung his eyes but he quickly wiped them away when he heard keys jingling out in the hallway.

The lock on the door clicked and you stepped inside, looking tired but happy. As soon as he saw you, he felt better. For a moment, it felt as if all of his worries and fears disappeared, and he wished he could thank you for it. He couldn’t, of course, because that would mean explaining why he was so worried and filled with fear.

“I’m home,” you called out softly, offering him a tired smile when you saw him.

“Welcome home,” he replied softly, standing up to take your messenger bag and coat. “How was your day?”

“Well, Wooyoung fell down the stairs.”

His eyes widened in shock. “Eh? Is he okay? What happened?”

“He wasn’t paying attention, as usual, and tripped on a string of lights.” You shook your head, falling onto the couch with a sigh. “He broke his arm in two places and sprained his wrist.”

“Damn,” he muttered, sitting on the edge of the coffee table in front of you. As much as he didn’t like Wooyoung, he never wanted him to get hurt. And if he’s hurt, then that means – “You’re decorating alone now?”

“Yeah. There’s still so many decorations to put up, I’m not sure I’ll get it done before Halloween.” You threw your head back with a groan. “Man, I was finally going to throw the most badass Halloween party ever! I spent so much on the decorations, too… guess I’ll have to return some of them.”

San chewed on his lower lip. “Maybe, I -” his voice died in his throat, heart racing in his chest.

“Hm?” you looked at him curiously, head tilted to the side.

He swallowed down his nerves, hands curling around the pajama pants he wore. “I can… help you with them…”

Your eyes lit up like Christmas tree lights. “Really? You don’t mind?”

He shook his head no, ignoring the voice screaming at him in the back of his mind.

You smiled, throwing your arms around his neck and yanking him onto the couch with you. “Thank you, baby!”

San smiled softly, wrapping his arms around you. “You’re welcome.”

“Oh, but,” you pushed him back enough so you could see his face, a frown on your own. “Are you sure you’re okay? I know you’re still not feeling well.”

Guilt pooled in his stomach but he did his best to ignore it, offering you a small smile. “Don’t worry, I’m feeling better…”

“I’m glad,” you told him softly before pressing your lips to his. “I’ve been worried about you.”

He cleared his throat, trying to change the subject. “Are you hungry? I made dinner.”

“Ooo, what did you make, babe?”

“Your favorite – spaghetti.”

You grinned at this information, throwing your arms around him again. “You’re the best! You’re sick and you’re still taking care of me.”

He hugged you back tightly, fingers curling around your shirt. “I’ll always take care of you…”

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San had to take several deep breaths when you pulled up in front of the house. The yard was finished already, covered with skeletons crawling out of the ground, gravestones, coffins, and several other items that he wished he hadn’t seen. He kept his eyes on his feet as he followed you inside.

If he could barely stand to look at the decorations, how in the world was he meant to help you put them up?

“Can you finish up in here?” You questioned, motioning toward a small pile of decorations in the corner. “I’ll get started on the kitchen.”

“Okay…”

You sent him a smile before disappearing through the archway.

San took a deep breath, slowly approaching the pile of decorations. The most prominent one was a grim reaper sitting upon a throne. Surely he could just toss them up somewhere and pretend they no longer existed. He doubted that you would go behind him and correct it. Even if you did, he wouldn’t mind.

He was just finishing up when he heard you call from the kitchen.

“Babe, can you bring me the bag that’s in the closet under the stairs?”

“Sure,” he called back before approaching the rounded door. His fingers wrapped around the doorknob, pulling it open. A witch jumped out at him, cackling loudly as her eyes lit up.

San screamed loudly, falling the floor.

You ran into the room with a wide grin on your face, satisfied that you had successfully scared your boyfriend. You thought he would be frustrated at you before laughing, but that wasn’t the case.

He was curled into himself, knees tucked against his chest as he hugged them tightly, soft sobs racking his body. Your grin instantly fell, realizing that something was wrong, and you rushed over to his side.

“Hey,” you rested your hand on his back, brow furrowed. “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Look at me.”

He refused to lift his head from his knees, body trembling under your touch. He never wanted you to see him like this. He felt like a child, not a man.

You slid your arms around him, pulling him into your chest. “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. You’re okay.”

His fingers clutched at your shirt, face buried in your neck. You could feel his tears on your skin, making you tighten your grip on him. Your fingers combed gently through his hair as you shushed him softly.

“I’ve got you,” you repeated, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “I’m right here.””

“I’m s-sorry,” he sobbed.

“Sorry for what? You’ve done nothing wrong.”

He just shook his head, clinging to you tighter. You’re not sure how long the two of you stayed that way before his sobs finally stopped. You thought he had fallen asleep at first.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered softly, voice hoarse.

“What for?” You whispered back, afraid to raise your voice. “Please tell me what’s wrong, baby. You’ve been acting so weird lately, I’m worried.”

He knew he couldn’t avoid it any longer. It was time to face it. San slowly pushed himself away from you, his head lowered and gaze on the ground. His eyes were puffy and red. “I… I’m scared…”

“Of what?”

He wasn’t sure how to explain it so he motioned toward all the decorations. “All of this! I… I don’t like scary things. I – I can’t handle them! I can’t control it, I just… when I get scared, I just… break down. I’m not a man, I’m a damn child! I’m so sorry, I…” Tears stung at his eyes again and he cursed, hands clenching against his thighs.

You reached forward, resting your hand against his warm cheek. Your thumb swiped away the tear that fell from his eye. You felt like a terrible girlfriend. He’s been suffering all this time and you didn’t even realize how bad it was. There you were, going on and on about Halloween and horror movies, completely unaware of how much you were hurting him.

Your lips parted, but you didn’t know what to say. Tears were stinging at your eyes now. “I’m so sorry, Sannie.”

His eyes widened in surprise. “What -”

“This whole time, you were suffering but you bit your tongue to make me happy. All those times I would talk about Halloween or something horror and your mood would change… how could I not notice? God, I’m such a shitty girlfriend.”

“No, you’re not!” He shook his head frantically, moving closer to you. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I… I was afraid to tell you. I was afraid of losing you so I went out of my way to hide it. I lied to you so many times… I understand if you don’t want to be with a coward like me.”

“Idiot,” you scowled, wiping angrily at your tears. “Do you think so little of me? Do you really think I would suddenly fall out of love with you just because you can’t handle scary things? San, you’re the love of my life. If I believed in soulmates… babe, you’d be it.”

His heart felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming warmth and love he felt. “I love you, too,” he whispered, his lips finding yours.

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-> General Taglist: @asterhaze, @mrskenpachizaraki

[prof-arjun]

Pokemon Sword by Tumblr decides my fate

Journey to the first badge: Masterpost

The text never ended, and while that was understandable with SwSh being the start of Gen 8. That makes repeat playthroughs a little difficult in the hand-holdy feel of the endless blocks of text and seemingly cookie-cutter 2-D characters. Like, Hop, hunny, c'mon. Can you not mention pages in your legend for five seconds?

But with our little Sobble named Xion, I tried to race through the opening establishing plot. Catching a Wooloo and naming him Meep to avoid the catching tutorial and telling Hop that no, this isn't my first time in a Pokemon Center. Cause, honestly, thank Arceus they added that... if only they'd keep it in every single game moving forward...

With Leon giving me plenty of Pokeballs, I instantly looked for a Nickit and Yamper, naming them Gigi and Lola respectively. After that, I caught one of every Pokemon I could find across Route 1 and 2. At least, I think I did. I wasn't looking at a guide.

Having done that before challenging Hop at Professor Magnolia's place meant I didn't have anything new to catch during his little "challenge". And the purple-haired twerp had the AUDACITY to be sassy about it as if I wasn't completing my Dex faster than his little butt ever could.

But I digress, it was time to get into the Wilds of Galar. Because you know the train just has to run into the one flock of Wooloo for no other reason than plot. And that was really the best thing ever as I poked my head into every Raid Den I could.

Well, sort of. I only caught the first 12 non-repeating Pokemon I found before moving over to the Isle of Armor. Klara gave me a little trouble since my Pokemon were barely over level 10, but I was able to win out in one attempt. And trying to run around to the various Dens on my way to the Dojo.

Honey was an absolute doll and Mustard was his usual partially shady self. But the Slowpoke he trained caused Xion to evolve into Drizzile. I still got the little G-Max Bulbasaur and named him Hashi. Since I didn't need to get Kubfu just yet, I stopped at the second trial. But when we get to the first gym town, we will finish that off.

But after repeating the 12 Raid Den scourge, I went on to the Crowned Tundra. Peony tromped me soundly and called me a softie. Like, sir, I could have been so much worse for you if I wanted to be. You're just lucky I need to get into the Tundra right now...

Ignoring the Dynamax Adventures for now, I ran screaming through the Tundra. Kinda loving and hating the new caves that can be spelunked to your heart's content, but the frickin' Dens hidden in the cave systems... Please, make those easy to find and leave the spelunkable caves to hold something more interesting, please? Rare spawns would be nice.

Though, speaking of Raid Dens, adding a Mienfoo named Mulan to the squad just to help round out weaknesses and give a nice, hard-hitting baby girl to make things interesting.

While setting up for future events, I went ahead and started grinding out that Pokedex and getting Madara the Kubfu to level 30 so we could climb the Tower of Darkness. Very simple projects in theory... but man was that a task and a half. Though I can't express how good it felt to whoop Bede instantly with Gigi. So many memories of my original disdain justified and rectified with one team member.

First of all, Klara and her Poison Types were a trial in and of themselves twice over since I had no real counters, other than Hashi clearing away the spikes. But I eventually got everything sorted out and then came training...

In the Crowned Tundra, I proceeded to complete a Dynamax Adventure and keep an Obstagoon. Suicune knocked out three Pokemon after the Hatterene before it had knocked out one but thankfully you don't need to beat it to progress the story. Instead, I used the Obstagoon to battle around the Tundra, running errands for a creepy Harvest King. (No, I don't like Calyrex... you see what it does to Peony? Bruh better keep his little noggin' to himself.)

But with all that cleared away, I flew back to Turrfield and the Gym Challenge... with a team in its early twenties and more than over-leveled. Add in the fact that herding Wooloo is rather simple and you have a recipe for a quick Gym badge right out of the gate.

Went in with Meep being paralyzed, but he fought through and took down the Gossifleur with a series of Headbutt. Then I swapped for Gigi knowing that I would be Dynamaxing along with Milo and his Eldegoss. Though side note; why didn't they give Milo an Applin for the first battle? It isn't a very strong Pokemon and would add a smidge of diversity to his team. Heck, add a Grookey so he has something other than just the same two Pokemon in his first battle.

Either way, we got the first badge, now to poke into some Raid Dens and hold a couple more polls...

Team:

Xion- Drizzile

Meep- Wooloo

Hashi- Bulbasaur

Lola- Yamper

Gigi- Nickit

Mulan- Mienfoo

[frith-in-tombs]

I think you'd better say yes.

[seungmoroll]

My Best Friend’s Best Friend | Park Jinyoung

Word count: 2.3k

Genre & warnings: enemies to lovers, slight curse words, 

Requested: yes

A/n: one of the scenes in this was high inspired by Jackie & Kelso from That 70′s show. once you read it, you’ll know. thanks anon for sending in a request! hope everyone likes it!

           Barging into Jaebeom’s apartment, you get ready to complain to him about the horrible day you’ve had, until you see something, more like someone, that just makes your day even worse. Sitting on Jaebeom’s couch, in your specific favorite spot, is someone who you would call the bane of your existence. Not bothering to address him, you turn towards Jaebeom, who just walked out the kitchen, with a glare and ask, “What is he doing here?”

           Before he could respond, Jinyoung butts in, “I,” motioning towards himself, “was invited here, unlike you, who barged in uninvited like a caveman.” Grabbing the sandwich from out of Jaebeom’s hand, you launch it towards Jinyoung. He manages it dodge it, but this causes for Jaebeom to whine, “Y/n, I just made that sandwich!”

           “Oh boohoo, I’ll make you a new one while I tell you about my horrible day.” Dragging Jaebeom back into his catching, making sure that Jinyoung sees the glare you give him. Getting the ingredients to remake Jaebeom’s sandwich, you start to tell him about your day. “You will not believe the audacity that some of these customers have. I had to remake this women’s drink 3 times, only for her to get the manager to make it the exact same way I did those three times, and then she proceeds to tell me that that’s how her drink is supposed to be made and that I should be fired because I don’t know what I’m doing.” Angrily slapping the bread onto the plate, you hazardously spread the condiment on. “Then I had another customer who cut in front of the long line demanding we make their drink first, and when we told them that they would have to get in the back of the line, they threw a tantrum and started trashing the place.”

           “You done ranting?” Jaebeom cautiously asks you ask you throw his meats and vegetables into the sandwich.

           “Oh no that’s just the beginning of it.” While you continue to angrily make his sandwich, you go on to tell him that on your bus ride here, some creepy old man wouldn’t stop bothering you. “He only stopped when I threaten to cut off a certain appendage with my box cutter.”

           “Wow, Y/n,” Jinyoung starts as he steps into the kitchen, “I’ve received plenty of threats from you, but none as harsh as that.”

           Sending Jinyoung another glare, you slide Jaebeom’s new sandwich towards him, and grab the butter knife you used for the spread, and point it towards Jinyoung, “Don’t try me Park.” Jinyoung raises his hands up in surrender.

           Mouth full of his new sandwich, Jaebeom says to you, “C’mon Y/n, I’m sure today’s going to get better for you.”

           You couldn’t believe you were saying this to yourself, but Jaebeom was right. Your day did get better. Bryan, a barista at the local coffee shop you frequent, had called you later on that night and asked you to go out on a date with him to the movies later on that night, and of course you had said yes.

           The two of you had decided to meet up at the movie theatre, so when you had got there, you made sure to keep an eye out for him. However, once it was 10 minutes after the agreed time, you started getting concerned. You had messaged Bryan, but no response was given. You even tried to call him, but all you got was his voicemail. That’s when you realized that you’ve been stood up.

           Sitting down on the sidewalk, you pick up your phone, and call the one person that you know could make you feel better. “Hello?”

           “Jaebeom…”

           “Y/n? Why are you calling me? Why do you sound upset?”

           “He stood me up, Jaebeom,” you sadly admit to him.

           “Wait, what?  He stood you up? I’m going to ki-“

           “Beommie, can you please pick me up? I just want to go home.”

           “Of course, I’ll be there in 15. Please don’t be sad Y/n. Don’t be sad for an idiot, okay? I’ll see you in a bit.”

           Hanging up the phone, you drop your head into your lap, not wanting anyone to see your miserable state. As you wait the for the next 15 minutes to pass by you try to distract your mind by thinking of happy thoughts, but to no avail, nothing could stop you from thinking about this disaster of a night.

           Sensing a car stop in front of you, you look up, expecting to see Jaebeom, but instead you are met with the sight of Jinyoung. Scowling at him once he rolls the passenger window down, you ask him, “What’re you doing here?”

           In a monotonous voice, he responds, “It’s not like I want to be here. Jaebeom asked me to come.”

           Annoyed by his answer, you curse Jaebeom in your head, “Why couldn’t he come and get me like I asked him to?”

           “He was doing something important when you called, and you know he can’t just say no to you, so he had me come in his place.” You begin to curse both boys in your head. Jinyoung because you knew he was right. If you were being honest, you would rather Jaebeom tell you that he couldn’t pick you up rather than deal with Jinyoung while you’re a complete mess, “You know what, you can just go, Park. I’ll just walk home.”

           Jinyoung looks at you as if you are insane, “You aren’t serious Y/n. It’s like an hour walk to your house. Plus, it’s freezing cold. Jaebeom would kill me if I let you walk to your house like this.”

           “Better that than getting in the car with you.”

           Becoming more annoyed by the second, Jinyoung asks you, “Are you serious right now, Y/n? Do you hate me that much that you won’t even get in the car with me?”

           Not bothering to look at him, you say to him, “Uh, yeah, I do.”

           “Get in the car, Y/n.”

           “No, I refuse to get in the car with you.” With that being said, you begin the trek back towards your house. However, unfortunately for you, Jinyoung slowly drives up next to you, window still rolled down, “C’mon Y/n, don’t be like this and just get in the car where it’s warm.”

           There was no way that you were going to get in Jinyoung’s car, “No, Park. Just go away.”

           “You know I’m not going to do that.”

           “And you know that I’m not getting in your car with you.”

           “Fine then, be that way, but just so you know, I’m gonna drive right next to you all night until you beg me to let you in or until you make it home, and I doubt you’ll do the latter.”

           You couldn’t understand why Jinyoung wouldn’t leave you alone. His presence alone, made you feel even worse about yourself. “You can do whatever you want, Jinyoung. I don’t care.”

           15 minutes into your walk and you’re already tired, and Jinyoung is still driving next to you. “You know what? I’ve had enough of this,” Jinyoung says aloud. Rolling up his window, he begins to drive away from you. Hot tears begin to roll down your face as you watch as his car drives further away from you. However, you don’t expect to see the brake lights on, and then for Jinyoung to put the car in park and get out of his car. Angrily stomping up to you, without saying a word, he throws you over his shoulder. Attacking his back with your fists, you yell at him, “Yah, Park! What the hell do you think you’re doing!”

           “I’m not letting Jaebeom get mad at me that’s what I’m doing.”

           “I swear if you don’t put me down-“

           “Then you can swear all you want, I don’t care. I’m getting you in my car and I’m going to drive you home so I can go back to my home and relax.” Too tired to even fight back with Jinyoung, you let him carry you to his car.

           When he places you into the passenger seat, he attempts to buckle up your seat belt, but you being you, you smack his hand off of it and buckle it yourself. Once Jinyoung gets back into the driver seat he silently starts to drive.

           Neither of you say a word to each other for the first ten minutes of the drive. Annoyed by the silence in the car, you turn on the radio to cover up your sniffles. However, before the chorus of the song hits, Jinyoung turns off the radio. Glaring at him, you turn it back on, only for him to turn it off again. Gritting your teeth, you ask him, “What is your deal?”

           “My car, my music, and right now, I don’t want music.”

           “Yeah? Well, your breathing is too loud for me and it’s annoying, so the music stays on.”

           “Why do you hate me so much?” Jinyoung asks as soon as he pulls over on the side of the road.

           Not bothering to answer his question, you ask him, “I thought you were taking me home, this isn’t home.”

           Having enough of your attitude, he says, “Just answer my question Y/n.”

           Sighing, you uncross your arms and turn to face him, “I don’t hate you.”

           Rolling his eyes, Jinyoung chuckles at you statement, “That’s a load of crap. Every time you see me, you look at me in disgust, like I spat in your coffee or something.”

           “That’s not true.” The look that Jinyoung tells you otherwise. “It’s not like that. I-“ Taking a moment to collect your thoughts, you continue, “I act like that towards you because, because you took my best friend away from me.”

           “What’re you talking about?”

           “I’m talking about Jaebeom. You stole him from me. I was his best friend first, but then you came into the picture and had to ruin everything. We never get to hang out as much as we did before because every time I ask if he wants to hang out, he’s already hanging out with you. I feel like I don’t know him anymore. And I know it sounds like I’m his girlfriend or something, but if you’re thinking that I’m in love with him, that’s not it. It’s just that we’ve been each other’s day one since we were babies, and now I feel like I’ve been replaced by you. Now will you please get back to driving me home so I can cry in the comfort of my bed Park?” Turning away from him, you face your body towards the car door, not wanting to see the look on his face.

           All Jinyoung can do is stare at you in disbelief. Quietly, he puts the car back into drive, and starts driving again. Along the drive back, Jinyoung turns on the radio, and lets the music fill up the car.

           Once the two of you reach your apartment complex, Jinyoung shuts off his car. You make a quick attempt to leave the car, but Jinyoung speak up before you can open the door.  “I didn’t know that was how you felt. I want you to know that it was never my intention to “take” Jaebeom away from you. It’s just that- it’s just that he was the first real friend I made when I moved here, and I didn’t realize that I could have possibly hurt you. I’m sorry Y/n.”

           “You think I don’t know that? Don’t you think I feel bad for hating you for such a stupid reason? I know it’s childish of me, but I just can’t help it. I don’t like the thought of losing my best friend.”

           “You’re not losing him Y/n. You don’t know this, but every time me and Jaebeom hangout, he always talks about you. Yeah, at first I found it annoying, but then eventually it made me want to get to know you.” Jinyoung’s confession surprises you. You didn’t know any of that information, and it made you feel even more worse than you felt before.

           Hitting your head on Jinyoung’s car, you say aloud, “Great, now I seem like an even worse person for being such a bitch to you.”

           Eyes softening at your figure, Jinyoung catches you attention again, “Let’s start over and forget about everything that’s happened before this,” Stretching a hand towards you, Jinyoung says, “My name’s Jinyoung, it’s nice to meet you.”

           Taking his hand into yours, you give him a genuine smile, “Y/n.”

           6 months later.

           “Really? On my couch?”” Jaebeom asks as soon as he walks into his apartment.

           Pulling your attention away from what was keeping you busy, you throw a pillow from the couch at Jaebeom. “Will you stop throwing my stuff at me?”

           “Not until you stop being you.” You attempt to focus on your task before you were rudely interrupted, but Jaebeom interrupts you again.

           “Did you at least bring me lunch?”

           “It’s in the kitchen, you doofus, now will you let me get back to making out with Y/n.” Jinyoung says in an irritated tone. Before he could kiss you again, Jaebeom says, “You know, when I said I wanted you guys to be civil, I didn’t mean like this. At this point, I’d rather have you guys trying to kill each other.”

           After that disaster of a night at the movie theatre, you and Jinyoing had begun to get along with one another, which Jaebeom had found weird at first, but was happy to see his two favorite people getting along with one another. However, much to his dismay, the two of you began to get too close, resulting in Jinyoung asking you out on a date, and the rest is history. So now, here the two of you are, making out on Jaebeom’s couch, well the two of you were making out.

           “It’s too late for that now Beommie, it’s now become our job to annoy you with our love,” you say to Jaebeom, sticking out your tongue at him.

           “Wow, I find it so hot when you annoy Jaebeom.” Giving you a peck on the lips, the two of you hear Jaebeom retching in the kitchen, causing for the two of you to bust out in laughter.

A/n: im finally done with the semester, so I am now able to finish up all my requests and then I'll be starting a new series. also don't be afraid to tell me what you thought about this, feedback is always welcomed!

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My Thoughts on Monsters At Work Episode 9 (spoilers ahead)

Tylor singing and talking to Giant Eye

On that note, how even though Ms. Flint seemed to change her mind, we don’t see that immediately. That’s nice

“I don’t feel like I fit in here, if you know what I mean,’’ towards Giant Eye

Tylor bringing donuts for M.I.F.T.

Tylor offering a donut to Giant Eye

How the M.I.F.T.ers destroyed said donuts. XD

The mild debate of “didn’t” vs. “doesn’t” when referring to David

The fact that they follow these rituals that David did is super cute

David’s words of wisdom should be a regular segment of Monsters at Work along with Mike’s Comedy Class. PLEASE.

“Profundity?”

“PROFANITY!”

Cutter knows the specific time he died

Duncan impersonating the shredder sounds

Not getting haircuts for David

Francine’s design and respect for the request <3

Not gonna lie, that hair does look absolutely gorgeous. That color is really speaking to me

How everyone is sitting whilst they wait for Fritz to get his not-haircuts

“Think of everything you are, College Boy, and then think of the opposite. That was David”

 “HA HA! I LAUGH!”

 He called him Ty-Ty.. that’s a step in the right direction, right?

“It was a leap week.”

Tylor saying he’s going to feed Roto. My nerves instantly went on end

TYLOR THE CAGE YOU FUCKING JERK CLOSE THR CAGE!! NO NO NO ROTO GET BACK HERE PLEASE DADDY’S GOING TO BE VERY UPSET IF HE SEES YOUR NOT THERE!!

Also.. did anyone notice that the last drawer where Roto’s cage is set up has a label called “Laugh Extractor’’? EXCUSE??? M E ?????

“You little vermin ball!” AND YOU WONDER WHY HE DOESN’T LIKE YOU

THOSE DAMNED HORNS A G A I N

Roto actively challenging Tylor before eating David’s hair in front of him with no regret. He is DEFINITELY Duncan’s son.

Roto getting sucked into the mail tubes SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME LIKE TYLOR YOU THINK DUNCAN HATES YOU NOW HE’S LITERALLY GOING TO KILL YOU IF YOU DON’T GET ROTO BACK BEFORE HENOTICES HE’S GONE

The genuine shot of fear when Duncan asked “And Roto?”

Duncan asking if Roto was a good boi with a little smile.

Of course he was, Duncan. OF COURSE HE WAS.

Rule #1 of Handling a Pet: If the owner asks if they were a good boi/girl, you are legally-bound to say yes. No exceptions. THAT INCLUDES YOU TYLOR

“This is just like that like in…” joke comeback

Number 4

ROZE’S INVOLVEMENT ACK I LOVE HER SO MUUUCH

“Splatz’’ instead of ‘Splenda”

THE RETURN OF GARY AND HIS LOVE WITH ROZE AHHHH

Roze’s purse is really freaking cute. Jose’s purse is also very cute.

Tylor being honest with Roze. She does seem like a great person to talk to

·“I’m calling security.”

ROTO COME BACK TYLOR WHY ARE YOU NOT MORE CONCERNED FOR GETTING ROTO BACK???????

The power outages are still happening in the factory, just not as often. I appreciate that continuity. For those who didn’t catch it, there was an announcement over the intercom about it.

I love that they set up a whole table in the middle of the hallway to have lunch with David and everyone is okay with it.

Duncan explaining how the shredder shaft. Then drinking gripe juice. I am indeed left rife with existential pondering.

ROTO WAIT NO ROTO OH DEAR GOD PLEASE LET NOTHING HAPPEN TO THIS HAIRBALL

I love the design of the door shafts. It’s so creepy. AHH THE DUST PARTICLES WHEN THE LIGHT HITS THEM

TYLOR YOUR DAMNED HORNS

OMG IS DAVID GOING TO SAVE HIM?? IS R A N D A L L GOING TO SAVE HIM???

IS TYLOR GOING TO DIE???

THESE ARE QUESTIONS I NEED ANSWERS TO NOW

Tylor’s glimpse of what the afterlife looks like to monster. I love that it’s a door

THE CHOR OH MY GOSH AS A CHOIR KID I AM GENUINELY GEEKING OUT RIGHT NOW

You know, David didn’t look like the mystic-hippie type, but I do enjoy it.

Huh, Tylor looks nice with that shade of pink, luscious hair

Another symbolic instance where something M.I.F.T. related or logoed saves Tylor. It also happened quite a bit in Episode 7

ROTO THANK GOD HE’S PKAY IT’S NOT THAT EPISODE JUST YET

Roze changing her mind and giving Tylor some of her hair.

“I’m a people-pleaser.”

Just Roze. Roze is perfect. Tell me differently.

Cutter incredibly emotional in the back makes ME EMTIONAL AWW MY SWEET KATHERINE IT’S SO OKAY

You know, I’m not shocked that they could tell the difference even though to us, both locks of hair looks the same. They not only worked with David, but they’ve also been passing by the tuff of hair everyday since the accident. It makes sense that they’d kind of memorized all the little nuances to the hair and could tell the difference.

Duncan being the first to accuse Tylor.

TYLOY, ROTO IS NOT A PET. PLEASE DO NOT SAY THAT IT’S DISRESPECTFUL

The shadows along the walls in this scene due to the lighting are very pretty. <3 <3

“Duncan is right.” No, Tylor. Duncan is hardly ever right. He’s insecure so he shoots at others and sometimes he hits the mark

OF COURSE HE’S A SHEDDER LOOK AT ALL THAT HAIR

Aww, that ending was super cute.

Mike, I think your students are more comically-aware than you think.

Carla still taking comedy classes because she wants to improve her skills and stay on-point. You go, Carla. I love Carla.

THE ENDING IS IN CHOIR MUSIC ADHJHEJBFHJBFJW

You know, not what I was hoping for, but I still really enjoyed this episode! Plus, the fact that Mike and Sulley weren’t in this episode hardly or at all makes me think that next week, we are going to be seeing them A LOT.

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ABO Rich (A) Katsuki Bakugo x Poor (O) Reader Money Can’t Buy You Everything Alpha (Chapter One)

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Warnings: Mentions of possible Omega trafficking. Rude rich Bakugo. 

Title: ABO Rich (A) Katsuki Bakugo x Poor (O) Reader Money Can’t Buy You Everything Alpha (Chapter One)

Summary: Ten years later you run into a red-eyed customer that smells nice but has a terrible attitude. 

(Gif not mine)

💥-Boy were you wrong. You wanted money desperately.  

💥-You were now a struggling twenty-year-old who worked two jobs just to keep a roof over your head. One job you loved at the other you hated. Of course, the one you hated was the one that brought in the most money. 

💥-During the day you worked at a nice floral shop and at night you were a waitress at a popular night club. The tips paid really well so you tolerated the creepy Alphas that would try and get you into their bed.

💥-Another thing that made you struggle. You were an Omega. While that would have been okay in normal circumstances for you it was a life sentence. Once your mom had caught on about your presentation and how it could mean money for her she nearly sold you to the highest bidder. 

💥-Luckily you overheard her plans and got the heck out of dodge. So at eighteen you packed whatever you could into a bag and ran off. The first few months were horrible. 

💥-Being a homeless Omega was like leaving a nice juicy cut of steak in front of a group of lions. You had a few close calls with a couple of Alphas but nothing too serious.   

💥-An old Beta had seen you on the street and offered to house you until you could get back on your feet. She was a sweet old woman that ran the floral shop you were still working out. 

💥-At first, she had you helping around the store in payment for staying with her but then she noticed how handy your quirk was. She hired you after that and while it was decent money you didn’t want to burden her so you looked for another job and found the one at the night club. 

💥-Once you made enough to move out you found a cheap apartment on the less welcoming side of town. You didn’t mind it too much. Your neighbors could be loud at times but it was better than nothing. 

💥-So here you were standing behind the counter of Fana’s Floral trying to plaster a smile on your face. You loved this job but it was tiring working both jobs just to keep you afloat. 

💥-When you heard the bell chime you were under the counter looking for a pair of stem cutters for the order that was meant to be picked up at lunch. The sound of shoes tapping against the floor made you peek above the counter. 

💥-A pair of ruby eyes connected with yours. 

💥-They seemed oddly familiar but you couldn’t place from where. You quickly stood up and brushed off your green apron. “What can I do for you today sir?” You smiled. 

💥-The scowl on his face was unchanging. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. 

💥-“My assistant was supposed to pick up an order today but something came up. I would like to pick it up instead.” He sighed clearly impatient to get this over with. 

💥-You could tell from his white dress shirt and black slacks that he was well off but him mentioning an assistant sealed the deal. You had to make sure to treat him well so he could come back again. 

💥-“Of course. Do you have the name that went with the order?” You were quick to pick up the logbook. 

💥-“Bakugo. Bakugo Katsuki.” He stated offhandedly his eyes focusing on the phone he held in his hand. 

💥-That’s why he looked familiar! He was that boy you saved when you were a kid. You were glad he didn’t notice your eyes widening. Your brain instantly notifying you of the glaring differences in your appearance and social standing. 

💥-What did you say? Hey, you remember that girl that found you locked in a shed? I wasn’t desperate for money then but now I would take anything you offered. No way were you gonna let him know it was you. 

💥-Another thing caught you by surprise. He smelled delicious. The smell of salted caramel invaded your nose. You had come across good-smelling Alphas before but nothing as mouthwatering as him. 

💥-You quickly reigned in your Omega it could do anything stupid and busied yourself with finding his name in the logbook. Bakugo. Pick up at 11. A bundle of pink Peonies. Payment due: 356.25 

💥-Your jaw nearly dropped. You didn’t even know the store sold flowers that could cost so much. You schooled your expression before addressing him. “Pink peonies for Bakugo?” 

💥-His eyes looked up from his phone for a second before going back to his screen. “I don’t know what type of flowers he ordered. I let him pick them for me.” 

💥-“I see. I’ll go check in the back to see if they are ready.” You held a tight smile before turning and fleeing to the back. You saw the pink flowers in the check-out station. You grabbed them before heading out. 

💥-“I found them. They are wrapped and ready.” Set them on the counter. 

💥-He slipped his phone into his pocket this time. His eyes gazing at the delicate display. His frown deepened a little more. 

💥-“I don’t like the purple wrapping. Change it.” He demanded before taking his phone back out as he clearly wasn’t gonna leave anytime soon. 

💥-You floundered for a second. Wrapping things had always been your weakness when it came to working in the shop. You were working by yourself today so it wasn’t like you could pass it off to the other workers like you usually did. 

💥-“Of course. Right away sir.” You ran back into the back room to grab all of the wrapping supplies you would need. “What color would you like?” You called out.

💥-“Anything not purple.” He bluntly replied. 

💥-You picked out a sky blue and walked back out to him. Instead of being on his phone once more he was casually leaning against the counter. You tried not to blush as his gaze was focused on you. 

💥-“So do you get a lot of customers?” He asked. 

💥-“A decent amount. There is always a poor Alpha trying to make up with his Omega or an Omega wanting something to brighten up their den. You never know who will walk through that door.” You laughed. 

💥-You tried your hardest to wrap his flowers the best you could. No sloppy ribbon tying or crinkled edges. 

💥-“Sounds a bit boring if you ask me.” He answered. 

💥-“It can be. Around the holidays it gets busy but we also do bonding ceremonies so that can also keep us busy as bee sometimes.” You reply trying not to let his rude attitude affect you. 

💥-You cut the white ribbon that held everything together and sighed. It seemed decent enough. Not your worst work. 

💥-“Okay, that will be 356.25. Will you pay with cash or a credit card?” You looked up at him. 

💥-“Card is fine but I don’t think I would like the flowers to be wrapped anymore. Do you have a vase to put them in?” He remarked. 

💥-The smile on your face was starting to slip. What type of jerk had you re-wrap flowers and then ask you to end up putting them in a vase anyway. You don’t care if your Omega was nearly purring at the smell of him you nearly wanted to refuse and have the door hit him on the way out. 

💥-Of course, you couldn’t. He was spending good money and would likely come again if he every whim was met. So you tersely cut the wrapping away and went to go get a vase. 

💥-“What color would you like the vase? It will also cost you extra.” Your tone had taken on a slight edge. 

💥-“Extra doesn’t matter. A red one would be fine.” He added. He stopped leaning against the counter and stood straight up. 

💥-He really didn’t care about the purple wrapping or a dumb vase. He had merely asked for those alterations just so he could stay in your presence a little longer. There was something about you that had him lost in thought. 

💥-Like a distant memory or something. 

💥-He told himself it wasn’t your alluring scent that had him transfixed. You smelled of cinnamon and freshly baked bread. Sweet and comforting. Your cute frame and pretty smile were also not on his mind. 

💥-You worked in a flower shop for God’s sake. He wasn’t gonna associate himself with you any further than this stupid flower order his assistant wasn’t able to pick up. 

💥-Kirishima’s mate had his pup so he really couldn’t blame him for taking the day off. He was gonna be gone for a while since Bakugo agreed to give him a few weeks off to bond with the pup. Bakugo would shut him up every time he tried to thank him for it. 

💥-“Alright, the vase is gonna be an extra 26 dollars.” You slid the vase in his direction. 

💥-You tried not to choke when he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He reached in and grabbed a black credit card. He swiped the card without even looking at the grand total. 

💥-You ripped off his receipt and handed it to him. 

💥-“Have a nice day.” You chimed. 

💥-He shot you a glance before picking up the vase and headed towards the door. Goodbye grumpy face. You were gonna leave it at that before he suddenly turned back and stated. 

💥-“Have fun playing with dirt.” He called out a small smirk on his face. 

💥-“I do have fun digging around in the dirt so don’t worry about me.” You joked back. Once the words registered you blanched. Hoping he didn’t catch on. 

💥-He let the door close and turned towards you. “You like digging around in the dirt? Why does that sound familiar? Have we met before?” He pressed. 

💥-You face would get even paler if it could. “I-I don’t think so. I would remember if we did.” You stammered. 

💥-“I swear something about your dumb dirt-covered face reminds me of something.” He stated. 

💥-“Hey! That’s not nice!” You quickly brush away anything that might have been on your face. “Trust me I would remember someone as rude as you.” You countered. 

💥-If he wasn’t gonna play nice than neither were you. 

💥-“Rude? I have been nothing but nice.” He began walking towards the counter. 

💥-Maybe you should have been worried about angering him but your filter flew right out the window. You would blame it on being tired later on. “You have been rude and brash ever since you walked in with that grumpy looking face of yours.” 

💥- “Grumpy face...” Something clicked in his head. 

💥- He slammed the vase onto the counter with a shocked look on his face. 

💥- “Plant girl?” 

I was surprised everyone liked the prologue so much. Thank you for you guys kind words! It really means a lot. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. What do you think of Bakugo being his usual rude self? You see the reader liking him for more than his scent anytime soon? I would like to know you thoughts. Thanks for reading. 💕

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I Should Have Guessed Psycho-Boomer Would Be A Fanboy of His Own Manual. And Where Is His Glorified Secretary Getting Her Attitude From? (or my reaction to Wolf359 mini episodes 6-13).

Welcome back dear readers. Thanks again for your patience. Everyone has been excited for the mini episodes, so I'm eager to see what they've been so excited for.

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Mini Episode 6: Once in a Lifetime

Okay, just from these episode descriptions, I'm starting to think that these episodes are gonna be Cutter BSing them into this mission.

Get ready for some ✨Cutter hate✨

2013? I think that's one of the first times we've gotten a year.

"He doesn't bite. Much" YES HE DOES RACHEL AND APPARENTLY SO DO YOU.

"Director of Communications?" Wrong. That's DOUG's job and he's better at it than you Cutter. Even if he is a pizza delivery boy.

Cutter shut up.

Cutter and Rachel shut up! THANK YOU MINKOWSKI.

"All they want is poster children and sob stories. We like people that can fly ships." Sounds like Renee wasn't the ONLY one rejected from NASA, huh Cutter? 👀 Aw, did they not like the fact that you murder people? Did they think your space ideas were crazy and unethical?

I think I'll call Rachel Cutter's glorified secretary. As for Cutter, I think that's simply enough for him. There aren't enough words in the English language or any language to give him

Wait what does her dad have to do with this? Andre? Astrophysics? Early retirement?

Why do I think Cutter had something to do with that "early retirement"? How old is he? He sounds about as old as Minkowski, but the actors all seem around the same age and Doug's Hilbert voice sounds older, so it's hard to tell their ages. Based on where Cutter is in his career, I'm guess he's older.

I hate this because YOU KNOW THEY ALL SAY YES. And you just want to shake them and scream not. PLEASE TELL ME YOUR HUSBAND SAYS NO.

Journalist? I hope he blows this wide open Cutter.

Oh my gosh he can adjust his salary? That means he controls the press.

Why is Cutter talking about Renee's parents like he knew them personally? "They would have done so much more if they hadn't gotten married and had kids." Why are you talking like a bitter male tenured professor who never found love to his female graduate students?

SHE MATTERS A LOT MORE THAN YOU CUTTER.

"Don't make your parents mistakes Renee" hm. sounds like someone is projecting his own issues.

"no one will dare reject you again" BECAUSE SHE'LL BE DEAD.

"My husband is going to kill me" No, but Cutter will.

But I hope you kill him first. And I hope your husband destroys him in his newspaper.

I am loving and hating these episodes.

Mini Episode 7: Rebranding

Look like it's Hilbert's turn for the chopping block, oh sorry! I mean uh...✨exclusive job opportunity✨

St. Petersburg 1989?

But this is number 2? So...these aren't in order? Is this Cutter organizing his files because he's numbering system makes no sense.

Yet another way he has proven incompetent.

Ugh. It even sounds cold. I had it.

CUTTER BROKE INTO HIS HOUSE.

Okay granted, that's far from the worst thing he's ever done, but still man, kinda creepy.

"Tricks don't scare him?" Tell WHO he should know better? Who else is threatening Hilbert.

"I prefer to think of myself as a citizen of the world" "That's very nice for you" 😂 It's nice to actually see Hilbert not going for Cutter's bs.

And he's right. There are other geneticists closer to home. Ah...the retroviruses.

The most realistic thing about this entire show is "oh I want to research something very important! Let's see who's doing it so that I can contact them and get a job" and it's one guy in the middle of nowhere.

Who is Victor Stewkoff? Why does he knew about Hilbert I mean uh Dimitri's research?

"Dr. Stewoff died last year" "Of course he did"

So either Cutter's lying about the conversation, when it took place, or he for sure killed that man.

"Are you referring to the human trials?"

That silence is an overwhelming yes.

"Matter of time" mmm... Cutter does not seem like that patient type.

And I'm sorry. If you're doing creepy illegal experiments, you should know better than to trust a man who comes to you and says he's cool with it. Takes a monster to know one.

So he promised him a chance to perform his illegal research? But...what does that have to do with space?

"The last member of your family died when you were 9" wait...what about his sister? I thought he said she survived, or maybe she died a little later?

"Any discoveries you make will belong to us" don't like that. I mean, that's how it is, but in this case, I don't like this.

Cutter's like "I'm paying off the IRB man, geez do I have to spell it out for you man?"

Again, sad because we know what choice they are going to make.

Does the retrovirus have a name? Decima. Wait. The what? Oh rebranding.

WAIT. WAIT.

WILLIAM CARTER.

AS IN PRYCE AND CARTER?

AS IN THE TEXTBOOK THAT CUTTER FANBOY'S OVER.

Let me listen again. I think I heard that right.

Oh my gosh. I'm so stupid. Rule of writing: don't give your characters similar names that can easily be confused by the readers UNLESS you're trying to make some sort of point with it. Don't know how I let that one get past me.

He really is like that professor who makes all his students buy his book.

Who the heck is Pryce? Is that another one of his fake names? Or is that a colleague he axed off years ago?

And why did he change his name?

Also if he's already a powerful adult with his own company in the 80's then he and Hilbert are for sure older than Eiffel and Minkowski.

Actually, I take it back. Maybe I do have a nickname for Cutter after all. "Psycho-Boomer". Probably did some surgery on himself to make himself sound like he's in his twenties (though by the way he laughs, you'd swear he was a nine year old tee hee hee 🙄).

Hopeful we'll get to see the boomer go "boom!" very very soon...

Mini Episode 8: Language Mapping

This one is Maxwell's. How is Cutter ordering these? Oh back to 2013.

Is Cutter organizing these in terms of threat level? Because if so, it's honestly accurate to put Minkowski first and the scientists next, though I KNOW his errand boys would be devasted. Doug probably wouldn't care.

Oh no wait this isn't Cutter. Huh. Hello Whiskey boy.

Why doesn't Maxwell want to be here?

HOW MANY SECRETARYS DOES CUTTER NEED?

Yeah, this IS harassment. How on earth could they have not broken any laws?

"You could have come to work for us." That's...that's not a solution.

Redneck teachers? Did not expect that background.

Sounds like she's very different from her family. Maybe that's why she doesn't talk to them. Is she embarrassed by them?

Hm. Don't like Maxwell yelling at the AI ethics committee. Well actually I suppose it depends. Was she advocating for their rights or against them? And was she doing so for the wellbeing of humanity and the AI or her own interests?

"Someone has to bully them into being brave. Somebody needs to push".

Maxwell. I agree that sometimes progress needs to happen. But if you don't do it carefully and with ethics in mind, bad things tend to happen. Very very bad things.

Especially when someone else controls the rights to your technology. Of course there's the whole "if they didn't hire me they'd find someone else" but still...Maxwell this is bad.

Do not be fooled by the flashy lights and buttons and sound effects!

"Whoever built this is brilliant and they already work for you. Why me?"

Good point.

"I need someone who can talk to things that aren't human."

^Great idea Whiskey boy. I'll call Doug. Dr. Robot needs to earn my trust first. Not sure how I feel about her nickname. It doesn't have the same punch as the others, but it does fit.

Oh great the Whiskey speech again. At least he earns his nickname.

Mini Episode 9: Greensboro

Number 4, 2010. Ah Lovelace.

Once again, if this is the order in which crew members present a danger to Cutter, I'm agreeing so far.

I wonder how similar hers will be the Minkowski's.

"We don't do interviews, well yes we do some. But that's only when we don't want to hire someone and need a reason." Why do I feel like that's a straight up lie?

"Infiltrate the company and bring it down from the inside" I love the foreshadowing and double meaning. It also makes me sad to remind me that Lovelace used to have Doug's sense of humor before she lost all her friends.

It's not standard protocol. No one else had a polygraph, and Hilbert was doing human experiments.

"Convicted of a crime? Are you an alien?" OH MY GOSH PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS FORESHADOWING.

(Actually don't tell me, but...I hope it is).

Do you love your father? Have you always wanted to serve in the armed forces? What are these questions?

Ma'am this medical stuff is private.

They interviewed the people working for her? Cutter is literally everywhere. Well, I suppose Psycho-boomer has been blackmailing people since the 50s so such. I wish he'd hurry and die.

"You do this for everyone?" No they don't.

"We're screening you for a different job" Nope. Nope. Don't like that. Usually means you're about to get underpaid for your talents. "Sorry the job you wanted didn't work, but oh look! We did find something." In this case, something worse.

I hate the lie detector.

I want to hook it up to Cutter, but psycho-boomer probably knows how to trick the test.

Mini Episode 10: Things That Break Other Things

Duck boy! Are we gonna get to see him get attack by a duck? Boy do I hope so.

San Francisco 2011?

Duck Boy is a heavy drinker. Fantastic. Just the man you want holding your explosives.

"Buy you a drink." Uh. What. Oh it's a fancy one too.

Yeah Jacobi this is weird. He's coming on too strong. Time to bail.

My gosh what happened to Jacobi in the military? He sounds traumatized. Did it involve the Duck?

"Did you serve?" "No." Hm. Wonder why.

Oh Duck Boy has daddy issues. Why is no one surprised.

Jacobi's dad: "You think you're man enough for the Airforce? Can even fight one lousy duck?"

Oh he has bad depth perception too? Wow, yeah, sounds like it's a great idea to give him explosives.

"I'm good at making things that break other things. Including people".

Don't like that. Sounds like Duck Boy might not either. Haunted by ghosts perhaps? Perhaps Discount Cutter can take that conscience off your hands.

Went off early during a test. Two guys died. Well ain't that a shame for you Duck Boy. But hey, what better way to get over the guys you killed than by killing more people for a boss that doesn't care?

"You'll never work in this planet again" well funny you should mention that...

I see. So this happened in 2009.

"most of the world is profoundly stupid" why would I not be surprised that discount cutter is into eugenics?

Oh he left his business card.

Would have been funny if Duck Boy had just knocked if off the table or forgot to call the number.

Mini Episode 11: Decommissioned

EVERYONE SHUT UP THEY'RE DOING ONE FOR HERA!

No longer do I agree that this is in the order of "threat to Cutter", but I suppose from his perspective...

Ah 2012.

Unit 214? Her name is Hera. And how many of her are there? Do they all have the same voice and personality?

"Do you remember me? Do you know who I am?" Ugh. Don't like that.

"Where am I?" poor Hera.

Yeah they need to stop talking like she's not here.

"Your science board rejected me." Interesting. Most of Cutter's approach has been "X won't let you do something. But I will :)." But with Hera, his own people rejected her, but he seems to like the reason. "Poor social skills". Huh. Odd thing to prioritize.

"Don't think of it as dead. Decommissioned." Yeah. It's basically dead. Or asleep. Depends on whether someone wakes you up again.

"Helpful for everyone". No helpful for you Cutter.

What did Hera do? Misguided bid for independence? Record for rogue AI attempting jailbreak?

Psycho-boomer is so unstable. I swear, he likes the risk of using Hera just to prove to himself that she actually can't destroy him.

"We're not about to start forcing anyone to do something against their will. But if you don't do what we ask, we'll kill you :)" Cutter you suck.

And it's sad because Hera probably just thought this was how he spoke to AI. So she didn't warn the other humans because she figured they'd be fine.

"Maybe I should see if Dr..." What doctor?

Oh he called her Hera. Feeling a little disgusted by that fact that he's the one who gave her her name.

Though it beats "Unit 214"

Mini Episode 12: Pagliacci

Doug's turn!

Oh dear. Are we gonna find out about his charges.

Texas. 2013.

Ugh I HATE the sound of those heels and fancy dress shoes.

Oh he's in jail. Yep, called that one pretty quickly.

"Are you my lawyer?" oh Doug you really are lost. And yeah, that's not how it works.

Wow. Glorified Secretary is very classist. Girl your salary comes from a man who'd kill you without a second thought. Maybe cool on the comments and take a breath while you still can.

"Scary Ally McBeal" nice nickname.

"You are extremely and infuriatingly lucky" Yep and he's gonna be lucky enough to kill you by the end. If Doug's going back to prison anyway, he has nothing to lose by ending your life.

"What do you want from me?" Your soul. What else?

Doug. He's not kidding. He's crazy. Now PLEASE go back to prison.

"Maybe I don't want your way out." Oh Doug feels like he deserves to be there. 🥺

Who is Ann? Yikes, yeah, Cutter you crossed a line there. Is that his wife? Daughter? Mom? Girlfriend?

DAUGHTER?

Oh. And he's promising everything Doug can't give her.

For my TMBS mutuals: something something something...MBS space AU...something something something...Curtain, Milligan, and Kate...you get what I'm saying right?

Mini Episode 13: Kansas

2009. Oh the same year Duck Boy had his little accident.

And...Discount Cutter is last. Where he belongs. How sweet.

Looks like somebody's not as "in" the "inner-circle" as he thought.

How do you like being on the expendables list Whiskey Boy?

"I am accountable to two men in this company"

Cutter and...who? Pryce? It doesn't sound like he's talking about Rachel.

"Step into the elevator" Nope. Miss me with that tower of terror bs.

Who the heck is Richard? Did I miss something? Another errand boy?

Oh Cutter's voice is infuriating. I now imagine him as a 70 year old man who has given himself throat surgery to sound younger. Like an smug elementary school know-it-all-kid voice. Yes, I understand it's just the voice actor's voice and age, but it's still funny to imagine. "William Carter" it even sounds like an old man boomer name.

"You're never going to stop are you? You're like me." Exactly. Discount Cutter earned his nickname. But Whiskey boy is nice too.

Richard Littlewood. What a name.

"It's a shame that you weren't there." Ohhhh... he's using Kepler to edge out Richard Littlewood.

"You're going to crucify him." "No silly, I'm going to hang him."

Cutter really said I want him gone without the mess. Psycho-boomer really is the worst.

"Am I going up or down?" You're going to the very top...metaphorically. But we're going very very far down."

I would have to agree. Hell is very far down indeed.

"Don't tell me you believed that." I didn't. Why would anyone?

Oh. The Black Archives. FINALLY.

The files on a 1978 early deep space mission. First contact.

Wait. So they've known about the aliens this entire time? Not surprised but...what happened to the first crew? And why do they keep sending teams up that don't come back? What are they testing? Or rather, what deal did they make with the aliens? Are they studying the aliens, or are the aliens studying them? Is Cutter an alien too?

Well I guess that's all dear readers. Find out next time.

Once again, very much disliking Cutter, but now I'm also wondering how long Rachel has been around. And who Richard and Pryce are. And when Cutter changed his name and why. Interesting that Richard, Pryce, and Rachel didn't have mini episodes. At least, not yet...

[walker-winchester-soldier]

I love how entitled they feel thinking their overlord is a main character and their ship is top tier. They think they are better than everyone else because they hate Jared and trash him constantly. They believe that Jared is the worst person and we are scum.

Like no ... Honey no... Jared doesn't make rape, slave, sexist jokes. He doesn't make creepy comments to young girls and any girl in general, he doesn't spew lies and queerbait, he doesn't encourage his fans to hate on others, he doesn't make suicidal jokes saying he's a cutter... Need I go on.

THATS ALL MISHMASH COLLINS. So take a step back and look at who your praising before you come for me.

[jonathanssweatercollection]

stranger things opinions !!

(tagged by the lovely @pusheen1802 thank u for taggin me !!!)

my beautiful cinnamon roll too good for this world fave: JONATHAN BABY BOY BYERS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE I WOULD KILL A MAN FOR YOU

my trash-shit fave: to a certain extent, hopper. s1 hopper is a fave but he’s also a himbo but still fun and interesting. s2 hopper is a dick at times and didn’t deserve to be forgiven so quickly for lying to everybody and restricting el so much. s3 hopper was literally abusive, killed russians indiscriminately, threatened children, abused his power as a cop and had a shitty mario moustache.

my I love to hate them fave: tommy, carol and nicole (even if she makes stupid pouty faces when mocking people). and kinda brenner

my I hate to love them fave: no one??? either they’re a dick or i love them there isn’t an in-between

my I wouldn’t piss on them if they were on fire non-fave: billy; i need not say more. axel from kali’s gang bc ya know he used a lot of ableist and derogatory language and almost killed a child (or at least threatened to). and obviously brenner for obvious reasons

my I didn’t care about them either way at first but the fandom makes such a big deal about them now I can’t stand them non-fave: dustin; i still love him but he’s been turned into such basic and boring meme fodder. i miss when he was a well-rounded character who’s pov i could understand like in s1 (maybe s2 if i’m not counting the bullshit wannabe “love triangle” with max and lucas) but he really is just a “big fun” kinda archetype for comic relief

my I could take them or leave them kinda non-fave: erica murray. they’ve turned into tropes gone wrong (“sassy black girl”/“precociously mean sibling” and “creator’s pet”/“shipper with an agenda” which are just 1. unrealistic and 2. incredibly creepy)

my I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender, there will be no white flag above my door. I’m in love and always will be fave ship: stoncy and jancy. obviously

my they’re cute together and I dig them but I’m not all that terribly invested kinda fave ship: uhh idk maybe jopper ?? i’d be more invested if hopper wasn’t such a dick so much of the time (especially to joyce and the children) like pre-mid-s2 hopper was prime beefcake boyfriend material but then he just. stopped being like that (other than at the very end of s2 lol)

my I didn’t care about this ship either way at first but the fandom makes such a big deal about it now I can’t stand it non-fave ship: byeler. this is going to make more mutuals block me lmao. fandom has just kinda warped mike and will into these cookie-cutter fanon characters that fujoshi can froth over, while baby-fying will (even though he canonically hates that) and vilifying mike and making him seem stupid and repressed (like hello steve is right there /j) also there’s the whole hating el and infantilising her AS WELL as will bc she gets in the way of the ship. i still really like byeler!!! but fandom goes out of its way to make me dislike it lol

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Holding You Close

Im so excited to show my piece for the Fairy Tail Reverse Big Bang 2020!! It was hosted by @ftguildevents​ My amazing partner @lissy-doodly​ drew this piece  which inspired my fic!! I had a lot of fun and its cool seeing all of the art and pics being made! Enjoy!!

Pairing: Lucy x Juvia 

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Juvia had thought it was a good idea at the beginning. Lucy had suggested a movie night after a very long week’s worth of missions. And Juvia was thankful that she did. Although she loved going on quests with Gajeel, sometimes she needed a well deserved break. After getting stuck in a magical void, being burned with steam and even being covered in a slime mages goop, all she wanted to do now was crash on the couch with her girlfriend and hold her close.

Even Lucy herself didn’t have the easiest week either. Erza had dragged her on some long mission that resulted in the celestial mage being sore in every place and a long lecture from spirits about her over use of magic. Not to mention a sparring match with Natsu that left both of their heads spinning and seeing stars.

The moment Juvia’s train had stopped at the station, she wasted no time getting to Lucy’s apartment. The water mage didn’t bother to stop at Fairy Hills and would rather see Lucy sooner than later.

Three fast knocks sounded on the apartment doors and in a flash the door opened to reveal Lucy standing in her fuzzy pink pjs even though it was just approaching dinner time. Juvia had assumed that she had gotten home early that morning and couldn’t be bothered to change into other clothes, and she couldn’t blame her.

“Lucy-sama!” Juvia said as she took the blonde by storm and hugged her dearly, feeling the others arms come around her soundly. She always loved to hug her. It was a feeling of certainty and comfort that made her heart beat a million miles a minute and she wouldn’t give it up for anything.

“Hey babe.” Lucy said and Juvia could sense the smile on her lips. She wasted no time leaning forehead and capturing Juvia’s lips softly.

Juvia’s tense shoulders relaxed and for a moment she felt like she could breath and take it easy. She placed a hand on Lucy’s cheek, deepening the kiss before pulling away and peaking her cheek softly.

“I missed you.” Lucy whispered as she nuzzled her nose against hers.

“Juvia missed you more.”

“Come on, it's cold outside.” Lucy smiled before grabbing her hand and picked up her bag.

The moment they stepped into her house, the smell of homemade pizza filled the air making Juvia’s mouth water. It reminded her of a small village they had traveled to on a mission, where they shared their first date at a small pizzeria. Juvia smiled at the memory of how Lucy had confessed her feelings and she wasted no time pulling her into a long awaited kiss.

Juvia shook her head and pulled away from her thoughts. “Lucy-sama, that smells divine!”

A small blush instantly blossomed to Lucy's face. “Thank you. You can go upstairs and take a shower and by the time you're done, dinner should be ready and then we can start the movie.”

“Sounds good to me.” Juvia said as she gave her girlfriend another peak on the cheek and found her way upstairs.

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The water mage came back down stairs, now in her own blue pjs that had a cute little heart on the front. She smelled of freshly scrubbed lavender and vanilla and appreciated Lucy’s assortment of lotions and scrubs.

Lucy was still in the kitchen, oven mitts on and pulling out the small wooden boards that held the pizza.

“How was your mission?” Lucy asked.

“Juvia had a good time, some rough patches but overall, Gajeel and I succeeded.”

Lucy laughed. “Of course you did, you’re a Fairy Tail wizard! At least you came back in one piece. I was certain Aquarius was going to scold me into next year from using up too much magic.” She rubbed the back of her neck as Juvia giggled.

“I’m sure it was fine. You never back down from a fight so they should be used to that.” Juvia said as she looked outside and noticed a few droplets of rain coming down. “Oh, Juvia didn’t know it was going to rain.”

“You know they say there's supposed to be a thunderstorm.” Lucy said as she took out a cutter and sliced the pizzas.

Juvia grabbed some sliced fruit from the fridge. “Oh. Well I’m sure it won’t be too bad.” She looked to see Lucy frowning slightly. A small smile came to her lips as she hugged the blonde from behind. “Hey, it's going to be okay my love. I’m here to protect you.” She kissed just under her ear.

Lucy turned and angled her head to kiss her softly. “I know.” She smiled even though she dreaded thunderstorms. Ever since she was little, the dark clouds above that echoed with a loud bang, had startled her and she hated how she never grew out of her childhood fear.

“Why don’t you choose the movie, love?” Juvia said as she brought the plates over to the couch. “Anything you want.”

“Anything?” Lucy quipped and Juvia narrowed her eyes at her.

“Yes.” She said with uncertainty. It was as if a lightbulb sprang into Lucy’s head as she came over to the couch and put all the food down. A blanket was pulled from the armchair and soon the pair sat on the couch.

They started with a comedy movie as they ate. Giggles and random bursts of laughing filled the apartment as the plates laid empty on the coffee table. The credits rolled and Juvia hid her yawn as Lucy got up to change the disk.

“Another?” Lucy asked even as she selected the next film and Juvia shrugged as the blonde joined her back under the blanket. “Have I ever told you that I love you?” Lucy asked and Juvia met her eyes.

“Many times, yes. And I also love you.” Juvia smiled back but something about the way Lucy was looking at her, put her on edge. “Lucy?” She narrowed her eyes at her but the blonde only kissed the pout on her lips before quickly returning her attention to the screen.

“Such a tease.” Juvia whispered before leaning against her.

The opening scene started to play and Juvia’s eyes widened at the title.

“The killer mage?” She read and stared at Lucy. “A horror movie?” Juvia gasped.

“You said I could pick.” Lucy shrugged.

Usually the water mage never minded what Lucy picked, always enjoying her company, that would usually end up with one pressed against the other and soft kisses.

However, the water mage was not a fan of scary movies. She was known to have a killer stare and maybe she had been a part of Phantom Lord, but other than that, scary movies were a no go. No, Juvia preferred the happy endings and fluffy romance, not the blood and gore.

The past few movie nights, Lucy had been asking for something from the horror genre. Each time the thought of playing it would make Juvia's spine tingle and she would respectively decline. But even Lucy deserved to have her pick.

“Ready?” Lucy asked in a cheerful voice. Juvia only nodded as the play button was pressed and Lucy leaned back before throwing her arm around her shoulders.

Juvia hummed as she watched the movie play. She was a badass wizard who has faced harsh situations many times. She had been turned into a constellation, chained in a battle to the death with a friend and has even felt the chill of death in her system. She could handle a silly little movie. It was all fake anyways. Fake blood and props. The plot could even be considered boring.

At first the movie started with the happy plot. A couple of friends had been at a party on Halloween and decided to take up the dare to visit the so-called “haunted house” that was at the edge of the town. One character ranted about how an evil mage who killed those who didn’t possess magic lived there and another person just rolled their eyes and said they were being weak.

Another boring scene rolled on and Juvia was wondering if this could even be considered horror. But then they got to the house. The music shifted and by the time they walked through the door, a creepy doll was shown and Juvia’s stomach twisted.

Her eyes widened as she watched the main characters walk through the haunted house. The music turned mysterious and dark as the light to the lantern was blown out. A small gasp escaped the water mage's lips and she felt the arm around her pull her closer, a signal to let her know that Lucy was there.

“It’s okay.” She heard Lucy whisper. Juvia nodded before taking a breath and relaxing. Lucy’s fingers danced on her arm in a soothing way as a blanket was pulled on to them. “We can turn it off-”

“NO!” Juvia said quickly. She adjusted the blanket and leaned against Lucy, her head on her shoulder. “Juvia is fine, let’s keep watching.”

A small laugh came from Lucy as she kissed the side of Juvia’s head and put her eyes back to the screen.

How is she not afraid? Juvia thought to herself. This whole time a small smile was on her lips yet Juvia was practically shaking from a dog left out in the rain. She didn’t understand.

The music changed again and Juvia was priding herself for keeping her eyes glued to the movie. A close up of the main character, Rex was his name, came into view. Juvia thought he would be smart, she was rooting for him even though she knew how these things ended, everyone always loses no matter how hard or fast you run and try.

He had lost his friends a few minutes ago and was now climbing the stairs to a different part of the house. He tiptoed slowly, pushing a door open. The camera began moving to examine the empty room. It panned back to Rex who was looking pale as a piece of fresh paper. In a flash the killer jumped out from behind the wall causing a loud scream to erupt from Juvia.

“Look out!” Juvia cried before turning away, she couldn’t even tell if Lucy had screamed. Her voice over shadowed any other noise, even the sound coming from the tv.

She felt a cold chill run through her body as the blanket came to shield her eyes and her lips began to tremble. Instead of another scream, she only heard the slight giggle of Lucy. She didn’t dare to look up, too terrified to continue to watch and buried her head into her girlfriends chest. She felt fingers thread through her hair and more fits of laughter.

“This isn’t a comedy Lucy-sama!” Juvia whined but it was slightly muffled by her face being pressed against her. The laughing did die down and her fists tightened the sheets. “Lucy.” She complained again but the vibration of laughing still rang against Juvia’s head.

The water mage furrowed her eyebrows before pushing up and coming nose to nose with Lucy. The blonde bit her lips as she faced Juvia whose lips were in a pout and cheeks puffed out.

Juvia let out a huff. “Lucy!” Suddenly her face was held between soft hands.

“Im sorry Juv, you’re just so cute I could handle it.” She finally spoke with a bright smile. “We can turn it off, I just liked holding you close.” She gave her a wink.

Juvia sat staring at her still well in her hold. Her pout slightly curled up as she gazed into the celestial mages eyes.

--

Many people in movies and books talked about seeing stars in others eyes. They would say that constellations would dance around the iris, filling in as the color for the world to see.

“Juvia one day you will see the light and the stars in the sky. Dark clouds won’t be found when love enters your heart.” Juvia’s mother said years ago when she was little.

Over the years Juvia had stored away those sayings, never truly believing the words.

Until now.

--

The dark blue eyes rivaled the sparkle of green as Lucy's smile continued to be plastered on her lips.

A small laugh came from Juvia as she leaned and tapped her nose against Lucy’s.

“Lucy-sama, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are more enchanting than the galaxy?” She hummed and watched with pure amusement as the green eyes widened and the smile turned to a small effortless gasp.

“N-no.” Spoke the flustered girl and it was now Juvia’s turn to laugh as she placed her lips against hers.

“Well they should.” She whispered. All of a sudden a huge boom of thunder rolled from the sky above.

A high pitch scream left Lucy’s mouth and now it was Juvia’s turn to comfort her.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay.” Juvia hugged her tight.

“This is like a real horror movie.” Lucy whined as another roll of thunder came from above.

Juvia kissed her head and got out of the blanket, ignoring the protest from Lucy. She leaned down and took out the terrible thing people called a movie and popped in another one.

“There.” Juvia smiled. She came back to the blanket and Lucy rested against her as she turned the volume up to help mask the sound of rain and thunder.

The movie began to play and this time it was a story of a princess and prince, one of Juvia’s favorite films. She felt Lucy slightly shake like that of a lost dog in the rain and only tightened her hold and ran slow fingers through her blonde hair.

Even with the movie playing, Lucy was still on edge. Juvia lifted the remote and paused it and turned towards her.

“Juvia used to be afraid of thunder too.” She said. “But Juvia’s mother would tell her that thunder was just the sky’s way of letting out its worry before the rain would come and replenish the earth.” She held out her palm and formed a little water cloud.

“It’s pretty.” Lucy whispered as she stared at the small cloud and how a spark of lighting danced in her palm.

“You’re kinda like Juvia’s lighting. Pretty and bright, always lighting up the room you go in. Thunderous and bold, never backing down from a fight. Not to mention golden and beautiful.” Juvia said and a soft blush came to Lucy’s face.

The sky roared again and this time, Lucy shook less. It didn’t scare her as much as before because she was enchanted by the clouds and the way Juvia spoke. She leaned and kissed her softly.

“Thanks Juvia.”

“Of course my love.” She turned and resumed the movie. Lucy resting her head on her shoulder and becoming more relaxed as the story continued.

By the time the movie ended, Lucy had fallen asleep on top of Juvia, chest rising and falling peacefully as the storm danced above.

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Hope you enjoyed!

[drunk-onsunlight]

Day #5 of Promptmas

Chapter 5: That took a lot of convincing!

Summary:

Some festive baking with MJ and maybe Peter is seeing MJ on a different light

Read on Ao3

Concept: Baking & Hot Chocolate

Dialogue: “The cookies! They’re burning!”

December 21st

He was dreaming, of that he was sure. Black Cat and MJ were mixed in one image, like they were the same person, and that was totally ridiculous. Yes, MJ did that complicated flip on the ice rink and then he saw Black Cat doing the same flip but on a wall, coincidence. With those two images mixed he went to sleep and woke up at a ringing phone, his phone.

“yeah?” not to formal but whatever, it was too early… probably

“Pete? You ok?” Morgan’s little voice shook him to awakening, she never called if it wasn’t important. She always texted him

“Yeah. I was sleeping. You ok? Are Tony and Pepper fine?”

“We good Pete, don’t worry” oh, so he was on speaker with the Starks

“Oh, ok… so, what’s going on?” He had totally forgot about calling Pepper to clarify that he didn’t have a girlfriend, maybe this was the perfect time

“Is MJ with you?” Morgan’s voice was low and calm, not like her, she was always excited when she asked about MJ. Was everything actually ok?

“Ammm… no? She is sleeping. Why?” He knew she wasn’t awake because he couldn’t hear her on the kitchen, but anyway, this conversation was getting weird

“Can you wake her up?” Definitely weird, Pepper sounded the same as when she made corporative calls.

“Ok. Is everything fine?”

“Yes Peter, trust me. It’s good��� Tony’s voice calmed Peter down more. He got out of bed and crossed the hallway that separated him from MJ. He knocked the door twice and waited. His super hearing caught her moving around her bed, cursing softly and getting out of bed to open the door.

“What?” she sounded like she wanted to kill him but he knew better than that, she just needed coffee

“The Starks need us” Her face was pure confusion, he shrugged to tell her he didn’t know what that was about while putting on the speaker

“Ok, she is with me. You are all on speaker”

“Hi MJ!!!” Morgan shouted enthusiastically

“Hi little one” MJ’s soft voice caught him out of guard, she could be so soft with Morgan and so tough with everyone else

“It’s a pleasure to finally hear your voice Michelle” Tony spoke this time. Peter knew he had told him too much about MJ, mostly creepy and weird stories so he respected (and feared) MJ a lot.

“Mr. Stark, it’s my pleasure. I have heard a lot about you” she sounded so professional. Like when she was speaking to a client

“I think not as much as I have heard from you. Peter never shuts up about you” Oh God, no! Please no. Tony couldn’t be calling just to embarrass him. He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them back, he found MJ looking at him with a mocking expression on her face

“They don’t shut about the each other dad, that’s for sure” Morgan’s voice ended the moment and made them look at the phone on Peter’s hand like it was speaking on its own

“Morgan, what are you doing?” Peter spoke a little rough to his phone

“Oh, Pete. It’s not a secret anymore. We know you guys are dating!” Pepper spoke enthusiastically

“What?” MJ wasn’t looking at Peter, she had her eyes glued to the phone

“Morgan told us you guys wanted to keep it down but it’s actually good news for everyone!” Morgan did what? He was going to kill her little sister

“Yes! Peter, you already told my dad about MJ a long time ago, he told my mom and I told them what I know about both of you”

“And it was kind of obvious Peter”

“What?” Peter was more confused by the second

“Your feelings for MJ” Pepper and Tony spoke at unison and Peter wanted to hide forever and never look at MJ in the eyes.

“And it’s obvious MJ had a thing for you too, Peter. It was bound to happen. You can both stop pretending” MJ looked dumbfounded

“Now that we all know what’s going on, you are both invited to our Christmas family reunion. It starts tomorrow and you can all go back home in time to go back to college” Pepper spoke like she had the last word and wasn’t hearing a no for an answer

“Yeah. Why not?” MJ’s voice sounded so sure that Peter turned his head so fast he felt the world move around him

“What are you doing?” Peter whispered to MJ so the Starks couldn’t hear him

“What? Scared you can’t resist my charm for a few days, loser?” MJ whispered to him and he had a flashback of gloved hands touching him and soft whispers in his ear from last night

“Ok! Perfect! No need to bring food or something like that, just the presents you already bought. We are inviting Ned and Betty too by the way. See you tomorrow” Tony ended the call without giving them the chance to say their goodbyes

“Now I want to bake some cookies for tomorrow. Do you think Morgan will like that? Maybe we can decorate them there with some frosting” MJ was moving around the apartment like nothing happened, just a normal reunion with friends or something like that, which wasn’t the case

“MJ?”

“Where are the cutters for the cookies?” She was still rambling about the cookies while he tried not to freak out to much about the whole situation

“Michelle!” She stopped looking for whatever she needed and looked at him

“Peter”

“What the hell just happened?”

“I was trying to find the cutters, the rolling pin and a bowl for the Christmas cookies. You wanna help?” She had an innocent face which he knew was nothing but innocent

“You know that we are going tomorrow to that reunion as?”

“Yes, Peter. I heard them”

“And you say yes” She narrowed her eyes at him, he could see the Michelle he knew from high school right in front of him. Observing him like he was a phenomenon

“So? You don’t want to go?” if he didn’t managed the conversation properly this could end in a massive disaster

“It’s not that, I would love to go but why you didn’t tell them we are not together, as a couple, I mean” Her face was expressionless now. That worried him, he always found a way to read her

“Peter, believe me, it’s the best way to show them we are actually not together. Stark has an idea we are together because you never shut up about me but I guess it’s because you never shut up about anything and we are friends that live together. And the other person you talk about nonstop is Ned. Now, probably Stark told something to Pepper and she also thinks we are dating or something. And then we have Morgan who knows we are not dating but she, anyway, gave them even more information of how we are "dating". It’s the perfect opportunity”

“I’m not putting two and two together here” MJ rolled her eyes and placed a hand over the counter

“I don’t want to go to my family reunion since there’s gonna be a lot of people I don’t want to see and pretending to be you girlfriend sound ten times better than getting comments all night of “why are you still single?” or "so, Michelle. Why you decided to stay in Queens when you can totally afford an apartment soemwhere else. Are you a lawyer?" that I really don’t like to hear. And I bet you get those same comments since you haven’t dated anyone in a few years, except the thing of the apartment but you know what I mean” Peter wasn’t so sure about them pretending to date but he wasn’t going to admit that he did get those comments from Tony, May and even Happy

“So we are going to pretend to date for this reunion to save the comments from everyone and then what. Or we are going like us and prove them we are not together?” were they supposed to have a terrible break up or something? He didn’t want to fight with MJ, pretended or not

“You can tell them we broke up because we saw that we get along better as friends so we can still live together. If that actually ends up happening we can always pretend we hate each other”

“Wow. You can lie with such ease”

“We are not lying. We still friends, right?” He just shook his head affirmatively and MJ went back to her preparations for the cookies.

Peter sat down on the couch and turned the TV on. He changed the channels not looking at what they had on, he just needed something to do while his anxiety was making him think about everything that was coming up. Was faking a relationship with MJ really that easy? Was everyone going to believe that they actually were dating or discover the lie? And what about Morgan? She knew they weren’t together and what if the plan was to show everyone they weren't together? How do you do that?

“Are you that actually paying attention to those infomercials?” MJ was sitting next to him and he haven’t noticed

“How are the cookies going?” of course he wasn’t paying attention to whatever was on TV. They could be saying that Peter Parker is Spider-Man and he wouldn’t even know.

“Pretty good, just put them in the oven”

“So you are actually taking the cookies with the Starks tomorrow? I know you have your opinion on Tony and what Stark Industries did so you don’t have to go or even make the cookies, we can eat them here” this is it. This was her way out of the fake relationship if she wanted

“I know but if you actually like the guy there’s got to be something good you see in him. You always do that”

“He found a way of doing good things for everyone. He may look like he is selfish but he’s actually very generous. He cares about others, too much” the infomercials on the TV were long forgotten

“Like you. You care too much about everything and everyone. May, Ned, Betty, the Starks, even The Bugle”

“And you. I care about you too” he looked at MJ, her curls where on a messy bun at the top of her head, she was wearing a white top, jeans and converse. When she turned her face to see him, he realized there was no need for make-up on her, she looked beautiful. All his observations were on a very friendly way, of course.

“The cookies! They’re burning!” She jumped from the couch to the kitchen and opened the oven. He moved next to her and saw the cookies on a perfect golden. He could see Christmas trees, something he assumed was Santa, some snowmen and snowflakes. Probably snowflakes, he didn’t have a clue

“Were they burning? I like that golden color” he was sure the cookies were perfectly fine, why MJ had ran to the kitchen like the oven was on fire?

“Yeah… Ammm… the timer… I didn’t set the timer… they can burn really fast” she was stumbling over her words. Didn’t sound like normal MJ, she was a little flushed even. Maybe because she had run to the kitchen, who knows

“I’m gonna place them somewhere when they can cool down for tomorrow”

Tomorrow, yeah. The Stark reunion, where they were going to pretend a relationship to save the comments of being single from their respective families or convicethem all they were just friends. All his worries were back just with those single words. And they were staying there for a few days so maybe he should pack some clothes or something

The phone on his pocket told him he got a new message on the group chat he had with Ned, Betty and MJ

Betty: OMG! We r going 2 Stark’s 2morrow!! Can’t wait to see u all!

MJ: Betty, we saw each other like two days ago

Betty: Ik. But we still have a lot to talk ‘bout apparently Michelle Jones

Ned: Yes. We need to have a serious talk too, you fake friend @Peter!

He was in a lot of trouble if Ned and Betty knew about the “relationship” he had with MJ, relationship that wasn't even a thing. Maybe they could get there as friends and everybody would believe them they are just friends

[fand0mfancies]

Came across this on Tumblr a few days ago, it amused me for a couple of hours or more, filling it in, while watching QI.

 Fandom Questions

 1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?

Star Trek: Voyager, I suppose at least for reading. Started writing with Stargate SG-1.

 2. What is your latest fandom?

I dip in and out of lots of fandoms on and off, the most recent ‘pick up’ is Ballam from Eastenders, I don’t watch soaps, but Robron and Ballam both appear a good bit on my tumblr, so I eventually gave in to checking them out via fic and youtube – thank god for youtube, lol! I still don’t watch soaps, but I watch those storylines!

 3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?

Gosh, that’s... actually no that’s really easy. Primeval. For anyone not familiar, it’s a ‘silly little dinosaur show’ produced in the UK. It had 4 short seasons, with a somewhat revolving main cast – although they managed to keep 3 of them through all 4 seasons – but the fandom was/is amazing. I made life long friends through the fandom and even though I don’t write much any more I still read some and still talk with those people.

 4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?

I would say no. I can’t say every fandom has always been amazing – ship wars anyone! – but mostly fandom has been a very positive experience in my life.

 5. Which fandoms have your written fanfiction for?

How long have you got... in genuinely no particular order (basically as they came to me) Stargate SG-1, Stargate Atlantis, Star Trek (TNG, DS9, Voy, Ent & Reboot Movies), Marvel, Kingsman, Person of Interest, Due South, Quantum Leap, Firefly, Buffy/Angel verse, Harry Potter, The Sentinel, Torchwood(/Doctor Who), Hawaii Five-0, Shadowhunters, Sherlock, Primeval, Emmerdale (Robron), NCIS, CSI (Vegas, NY & Miami), White Collar, Empire Records, Bull, Diagnosis Murder, MacGyver (the original), 1-800-Missing, CHAOS, Without a Trace, M*A*S*H, Charmed, Queer as Folk (US), Will & Grace, Bring it On, Nash Bridges, Magnificent 7 (TV series), House, Babylon 5 – I think I got them all... a few of those were one time only deals, but a lot of them have more (anywhere from 2-52 (or more still!) ranging from 100 word drabbles, to thousands of words – hey I’ve been writing fic for 21 years... you tend to amass a lot of fandoms...

 6. List your OTP from each fandom you’ve been involved in.

Oh geez, here we go, lol! Okay...

 Stargate SG-1: Jack O’Neill/Daniel Jackson

Stargate Atlantis: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard

Star Trek: Elim Garak/Julian Bashir, Chakotay/Tom Paris, Jonathan Archer/Malcolm Reed, James Kirk/Spock – I don’t particularly have an ‘otp’ in TNG, the couple I’ve written were Picard/Data, I’ve also dabbled reading Data/Gordi)

Marvel: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Kingsman: Harry Hart/Eggsy Unwin

Person of Interest: Harold Finch/John Reese

Due South: Benton Fraser/Ray K

Quantum Leap: Sam/Al

Firefly: Malcolm Reynolds/Simon Tam

Buffy/Angel Verse: Buffy/Giles, Angel/Spike, Xander/Spike, Willow/Tara

Harry Potter: Harry/Draco, Harry/Hermione, Harry/Hermione/Draco

The Sentinel: Jim/Blair

Torchwood: Jack/Ianto

Hawaii Five-O: Steve/Danno

Shadowhunters: Magnus/Alec

Sherlock: Sherlock/John, Mycroft/Lestrade

Primeval: Nick Cutter/Stephen Hart, James Lester/Hilary Becker Emmerdale: Robert Sugden/Aaron Dingle

NCIS: Gibbs/DiNozzo CSI: Nick Stokes/David Hodges, Mac/Danny, Horatio/Speed White Collar: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth

Empire Records: Joe/Lucas

Bull: Benny/Jason

Diagnosis Murder: Steve/Jesse

 I’ve left a few out where I don’t have particular OTPs

 7. List your NoTPs from each fandom you’ve been in.

Here we go again... lol!

 Stargate SG-1: Jack/Sam, I just... no. I’ve read a few where it’s a background or secondary pairing, but it always makes me wince a bit. I’ve read a few with Sam/Daniel as a secondary pairing that didn’t make me react that way and I’ve read Sam with other characters, but Jack/Sam just is a nope for me.

Stargate Atlantis: McKay/Keller – no, just no. that was horrible. She treated him like... awfully, trying to change him to suit her, just... no.

Marvel: Contentious, but Tony/Pepper, also Peter Parker/Tony Stark. Maybe because I saw the movies before I ever looked at the comics, but meh.

Due South: Benton Fraser/Ray V – again, contentious, but honestly I think Ray V was kind of a shit friend to Fraser.

Firefly: Anything with Jayne. No really, I just can not stand the character. I spent most of the series wanting to punch him in the face and sometimes you get characters you love to hate, but I just hated him.

Buffy/Angel Verse: Buffy/Spike, Willow/Kennedy

Harry Potter: Ron/Hermione, Ron/Harry, Harry/Ginny... basically, Ron and Ginny should just be loveless hermits who live by themselves. Ok, no, that isn’t fair... but as much as Ron was Harry’s first friend, he was selfish and bitter and Ginny/Harry just... never sat right with me. Ron literally says she spent ‘all summer talking about’ Harry, when she’d met him for all of three seconds. She didn’t know him. It always felt like she fell more in love with the *idea* of Harry Potter, than Harry Potter himself.

Sherlock: Sherlock/Molly, he’d eat her for breakfast. Serious, she’d never survive him.

Primeval: Oliver Leek and anyway. Arg. Creepy little dude is creepy and evil.

NCIS: Ziva/DiNozzo – ugh, just no.

 Again, I’ve left out ones where I don’t have particular NoTPs

 8. How did you get involved in your latest fandom?

Tumblr, god damned bitches posting gifs of pretty boys falling in love, roped me in!

 9. What are the best things about your current fandom?

I dabble in several fandoms at once... but if we go by ‘most recently picked up’ as ‘current’ we’re talking Ballum, which hey, it’s always fun to have an actual canon pairing be my OTP, that’s rare for me, lol.

 10.  Is there a fandom you read fic from but don’t write in?

Well (so far) I haven’t written any Ballum. (I say so far, because I’m a realist, lol). I rarely read in fandoms and not end up writing in them at some point. Although I have probably dabbled in a few I’ve not written for, but if I read it with any sort of consistency, I mostly end up writing it. I am weak!

  Ship Questions for your Current Fandom

 11. Who is your current OTP?

Okay, so that list above, just basically go with that. While I do drop in and hour of fandoms and some I certainly read in more than others, I do tend to go back to fandoms... If we were talking about what I’m mostly focused on writing atm... Steve/Tony, Mycroft/Lestrade, Harry/Draco and Robron are ones I’m currently working on most.

 12. Who is your current OT3?

I’m not currently writing anything that’s OT3 with any real focus. I have a couple of Neal/Peter/Elizabeth WiPs that I will at some point finish, but they aren’t a big focus just now. I did recently read a fabulous Neal/Peter/Elizabeth fic that’s been on my tbr list for ages.

 13. Any NoTPs?

Just... see above, lol!

 14. Go on, who are your BroTPs?

Harry Hart/Merlin, those two are Bro’s until the end and I will fight you on this. Also, Eggsy/Roxy! OMG they are such a BroTP! And Tony/Pepper/Rhodey – I may no like Tony/Pepper as a pairing, but I love them as best friends and of course, our Rhodes, because again, I will fight you on this, they are awesome and Tony needs his best friends!

 15. Is there an obscure ship which you love?

I’m not sure there is. I suppose I’ve read a few fics for some random pairings over the years, but nothing that’s made me really ship-ship them. I like Clint Barton/Bucky Barnes, after seeing it as a secondary pairing in a Steve/Tony fic, but I’ve seen that pop up a few times since, so maybe it won’t stay obscure for long!

 16. Are their any popular ships in your fandom which you dislike?

Jack/Sam, Tony/Pepper, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, Buffy/Spike – they all seem to be het pairings, oops. But I am mostly a slash fic reader/writer, so I suppose that’s not too surprising.

 17. Who was your first OTP and are they still your favourite?

Jack/Daniel from Stargate SG-1. I still love them. I still read them, although it has been a while since I’ve written them on their own (I have got some SG-1/SGA x-overs where they feature)

 18. What ship have you written the most about?

I’m genuinely not sure... without going and counting (and I’m not going any counting!) I’d guess Jack/Daniel, McKay/Sheppard, Jack/Ianto and Steve/Danno.

 19. Is there a ship which you wished you could get behind, but you just don’t feel them?

No, not that I can think off. I either like it or not. I do occasionally feel bad for not reading a fic if it’s an author I really like, but I don’t read that fandom or pairing, but nothing specific.

 20. Any ships which you surprised yourself by liking?

Robron and Ballum, lol. I do not do soaps!

  Author Questions

 21. What was the first fanfic you ever wrote?

 Stargate SG-1, Jack/Daniel, a story called The Dare, The Disaster, The Almost Happy Ending, And The Very Happy Ending – it was awful. Don’t go looking, lol!

 22. Is there anything you regret writing?

Don’t we all? No, I wouldn’t specifically say so. There are certainly fics, especially older ones, I wish I could have written better, but nothing I’d go, ugh I should never have done that.

 23. Name a fic you’ve written that you’re especially fond of & explain why you like it.

Uh... honestly that’s really hard. I... um... yeah, I don’t know, really. I wrote a nice little flower one in POI that I felt worked rather beautifully. The Language of Flowers. An I wrote an SGA fic for NaNo a few years ago, called A Different Life, but it’s not online, because I didn’t finish it yet and I knew I wasn’t going to finish it any time soon, so I didn’t feel it was fair to leave it up unfinished (there is a reason I don’t read WiP fics and I don’t post them either, because I know how much I hate unfinished WiPs) Edit: After writing this I reminded myself of a POI fic I wrote called Hours of Separation – It’s a Harold/John break up story that I always intended to write a sequel too where I ‘fixed’ them, but I just couldn’t do it. I broke them a little too well. But I really love it actually.

 24. What fic do you desperately need to rewrite or edit?

The afore mentioned A Different Life needs to be edited and finished, lol! Also a Primeval fic with the working title Crypt Keeper (don’t ask) that I worked myself into a bit of a corner on and I figure out how to fix it, but I haven’t done it yet, so it’s still needs fixing and finishing, lol!

 25. What’s your most popular fanfic?

I haven’t the foggiest.

 26. How do you come up with your fanfic titles?

Sometimes, really easily, a quote, a line from the fic, a song title... other times it’s like pulling teeth, hence working titles on things like ‘crypt keeper’ which is a reference to one scene near the very start and has no actual hint of the plot, lol!

 27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?

Oh the titles. Summaries you can just copy a few lines from the fic if you are desperate, if you had to post ‘untitled mcshep fic #67’ people would get cranky, lol, hell I’d get cranky!

 28. If someone were to draw a piece of fanart for your story, which story would it be and what would the picture be of?

Oh... I... huh. I mean who wouldn’t love fanart for their stories? Any of them honestly! But if I had to choose just one... I guess something in my Animal Instinct verse, which is Primeval (although I always intended to write other fandoms in the verse) where some people transform into animals, based on their ‘spirit animal’ and some art of the characters with their spirit animal form would be awesome.

 29. Do you have a beta reader? Why/Why not?

Sometimes, look if you’ve read this far, you know I write in a lot of fandoms, lol. In some fandoms it’s easier than others to find beta readers. Also, sometimes if it’s just something short, I won’t bother. But I do try for my longer fics.

 30. What inspires you to write?

That old adage, if you want to read it, sometimes you just have to write it? Spite? Boredom? Honestly sometimes I just have ideas I have to get out of my brain and it’s write or go mad(der)

 31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?

That it inspired them to write something.

 32. Do you listen to music when you write or does music inspire you? If so, which band or genre of music does it for you?

Sometimes, sometimes I find it distracting when writing because I end up singing along and forgetting what I’m writing, lol! I do sometimes get inspiration from songs, I guess mostly from the lyrics, but no particular band or genre – although I listen to a lot of country music!

 33. Do you write oneshots, multi-chapter fics or huuuuuge epics?

Little from column a, little from column b... littler still from column c...

 34. What’s the word count on your longest fic?

Around 60k, I think.

 35. Do you write drabbles? If so, what do you normally write them about?

I have. Primeval had/has a week drabble challenge, mostly when I’ve written drabbles it’s been for a challenge, with a specific prompt.

 36. What’s your favourite genre to write?

Uh... I mean, my fandoms really span the genres, but I guess sci-fi or crime are probably my favourites.

 37. First person or third person - what do you write in and why?

Third mostly, I have occasionally written in first person, if it felt like the fic needed it.

 38. Do you use established canon characters or do you create OCs?

Little from column a, little from column b... it depends on the fandom and the story. Sometimes you just need more characters, mostly they are minor roles, I don’t tend to write much established character/oc fic

 39. What is your greatest strength as a writer?

Ability to convince myself people will want to read it, lol! No actually to be honest, I love to know people read and like my stuff, but I gave up a long time ago on trying to ‘please’ people with what I write. I write what I want to read.

 40. What do you struggle the most with in your writing?

Focus. The problem with 21 years of fandom history, is well... 21 years of fandom history. A lot of fandoms, a lot of pairings and as I say, I never really ‘leave’ a fandom, I just drop in and out and sometimes that means I’ll write on something consistently for weeks or months and then end up getting distracted by another fandom again and not touch it for weeks or months again. Hence, I don’t post WiP fics, because I know I’m easily distracted and don’t want anyone to suffer my lack of focus but me.

  Fanfiction Questions

 41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:

I don’t read WiP fics, so yeah... but 5 I’ve recently read in different fandoms that I’ve really enjoyed

 Turns Out, I Have a Rose Garden by betheflame (Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

Lucky by china_shop (Neal Caffery/Peter Burke/Elizabeth Burke)

Colors by Quesarasara (Sherlock/John)

Betrayal by Blackghost7 (Gibbs/DiNozzo)

Matchmaker (Part 1 of the Marmalade Series) by HastaLux, Mottlemoth (Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade)

 42. List and link to 5 fanfiction authors who are amazing:

See now this is hard, because... ahh so many...

 FredBassett – Primeval author, her Stephen/Ryan series is epic and brilliant and endless

https://archiveofourown.org/users/fredbassett/pseuds/fredbassett

 Keira Marcos – I know other people will have said her, I don’t care. I love all her stuff, across all the fandoms she writes in

http://keiramarcos.com/

 theapplepielifestyle – her Steve/Tony is amazing. Hands down some of the best I’ve ever read. I will fight you on this.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/theappleppielifestyle/pseuds/theappleppielifestyle

 JillyJames – her Tony DiNozzo is a real life grown up... exactly as he should be considered given he’s a goddamn federal agent!

https://jillyjames.com/

 missbecky – I’ve read pretty much all her Steve/Tony and Harry/Eggsy and it’s awesome.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/missbecky

 Honestly, I could have listed so many more, but, I’m being good!

 43. Is there anyone in your fandom who really inspires you?

Everyone. The thing is, fandom at it’s best is like crack, the more you get, the more you want. The writing, the gifs, the art... it feeds you and makes you want to make more of it, because more of it needs to exist and if that means you need to do it yourself, so be it!

 44. What ship do you feel needs more attention?

ALL OF THEM!

 45. What is your all time favourite fanfic?

Oh hell no, not even, I can not. It took me an hour to narrow down 5 authors, I can not narrow down one fanfic!

 46. If someone was to read one of your fanfics, which fic would you recommend to them and why?

I mean, it depends on what they like... probably the Hour of Separation I mentioned above, if they like the fandom/pairing, or my Animal Instinct stuff.

 47. Archive Of Our Own, Fanfiction.net or Tumblr - where do you prefer to post and why?

Archive of our Own. I haven’t touched ff.net in *years* since they started getting super restrictive about what you could post. I do occasionally post stuff to tumblr, but mostly I now post to AO3. I did have my own site and I’ve yet to upload a lot of stuff to AO3 – one of these... months... that will be a project – but it’s amazing. Seriously, having been in fandom 20+ years, going from having to search all over a million different places and now it’s all in one place, where we’re honestly, spoiled and protected. The kids now have no idea how crazy impossible that once seemed.

 48. Do you leave reviews when you read fanfiction? Why/Why not?

Yes, but not as often as I should. I love AO3s kudos button, so I can sort of say ‘hey I enjoyed this’ without having to comment, because I sort of hate leaving comments just going ‘hey I enjoyed this’ because I always feel like I should say more, like, oh I enjoyed this specific thing, which yes is an unnecessary hang-up, but there ya go.

 49. Do you care if people comment/reblog your writing? Why/why not?

Of course it’s nice to get comments, kudos, reblogs etc. I’m not as attached to them now as I was when I was younger, because I learned along the way that it was more important that I like what I’m writing than that other people do, but it’s still nice to know that something I’ve created is enjoyed.

 50. How did you get into reading and/or writing fanfiction?

I went looking for Star Trek Voyager stuff online, pics etc, waaaaaaay back when! And I came across fanfiction entirely by accident... and I read some – het stuff mostly, then I started watching Stargate SG-1, went looking for fanfiction for that, but was not on board with Jack/Sam, found Jack/Daniel went ‘huh really? That’s weird’ read it... and yeah... 21 years later... lol!

 51. Rant or Gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction! Go!

Ship Wars. No seriously, just don’t. Like, who the actual fuck cares. I like my ship, you like your ship. I don’t care if it’s canon or not. I don’t care if it’s popular or not. I don’t read my NoTPs, but I’d never dream of telling someone else not too. Yes I think they are terrible, bad, no good pairings, but that’s *my* opinion. Don’t try to change my mind and I won’t try to change yours. I avoid them like the actual plague. If someone starts that shit around me, I will shut it right down. You are a dick. Go to Jail. Do not pass Go. Do not collect £200.

[iiryebreadii]

Episode 16

- Eiffel you do NOT sound well

- Commander you don’t sound good either :(

- They really need Hera man

- That doesn’t sound good

- 89 system failures???? In 3 days?? Oh Dear.

- :( poor Eiffel has to deal with freaky Decima in him

- Hilbert stop sounding smug, jerk

- Fix Hera???? Please I miss her :(

- I want Hera back but I’m scared Hilbert’s gonna do something wild

- You know I thought it was gonna be Minkowski that descended into paranoia, I’m surprised that Eiffel’s the one doing that. Then again, she is Commander Competent

- Stuck between a rock and a hard place :/

- Yes be prepared to shoot commander!!

- Yeah give Doug a gun!!!

- Doug can have little a gun, as a treat

- Hilbert please stop being creepy

- Great, no one knows what those transmissions are

- Hmm so Mr. Cutter’s the one that’s interested in aliens

- “...survival rests on never, ever keeping information from Mr. Cutter” well boys we failed that. Oops.

- Hera is gonna have amnesia or something isn’t she :(

- WELL THAT DIDNT SOUND GOOD

- ENGINE 3 IS BURNING

- OH NO

- HERAAAAA WHAT ARE YOU DOING ARE YOU HOME???

- HERA!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D

- I’m love you!!!!

- Hera :)

- Yeah she still hates Hilbert!!

- Uh ohhh let’s hope we don’t go in the star!!

- Hera!!! You lovely little AI you did it!!!

- I missed you :)

- Yeah! Gag the man!!

- Now let Eiffel and Minkowski sleep

- Rip engine 3 it ded :(

- Ooo lots of secrets!! Let’s hear em

- Goodnight Doug :) sleep tight

[dead-ghouls]

Theres no way that i could ask for a break down of what you see in his ftes in ask format is is there?? I already love korekiyo, but I'm really curious about what you have to say.

I can do that! The only thing is that most of what he says I’ll be quoting from memory, but direct quotes can be found in his FTEs and in-game dialogue on wiki. I’ll do my best to provide as many screenshots as I can, but I doubt I will be able to find all, it’s a very long process and I dont have the whole day.V3 spoilers below, ofc. Also TW various types of abuse, you know the drill if you played the game. Long post!Let’s start from what we know about Korekiyo. What makes him Korekiyo, what makes him stand out, what’s special about him. 

- Unique outfit- Long hair- His deep knowledge of anthropology- His interest in occult/speaking to the dead- His deep relationship with death, grief and how he looks at it- His love for ropes- Being a serial killer

Now let’s break down every trait he has and where it comes from.

Unique outfit

FTE 3, he tells us his sister made it for him to suit her tastes, claiming his school uniform doesnt suit him.

Long hairI don’t remember if it was mentioned in-game, but it was mentioned in V3 manga anthology, that his long hair is a memento to his sister, since she had long hair, so he refuses to cut it. It is stated that events of manga obviously not canon, but I dont think this claim was outside of his canon characterisation. 

His deep knowledge of anthropology

In the same FTE he mentions that Sister was the one who “pushed him to research as much as he could”

His interest in occult/speaking to the dead + his relationship with death and griefI dont think i gotta find proof for that, he mentioned travelling looking to speak to the dead, the whole ch 3 with Caged Child + he mentioned having near-death experience after a seanse (see next bullet point), and that’s how his Sister came to him.He speaks about human mortality and coming to terms with it, but he himself cant do that. 

He doesnt fear death, maybe he even seeks it - to reunite with his Sister [cut to him enduring his execution and seeing his spirit happy and free, ready to meet her] but no way he could properly cope with human mortality and his own grief. That’s where all the occult stuff comes in - him telling how he tried so many things and how nothing worked (?). He says it during ch3 investigation, if you wanna look for a direct quote. Him being into occult, speaking with the dead, being possessed by his Sister - all of it is just his ways of coping with loss. He was very dependant on her (I’ll talk about it more below) and couldnt stand being alone.

His love for ropesOf course it can be a kinky thing but also look closely at this exchange:

This incident with ropes is what actually ended up “reuniting” him with his Sister. Of course he’d hold a special interest to this kind of activity after. 

Being a serial killerWell this one is obvious. Who did he kill? Girls. Why did he do it? To bring friends to his Sister. Simple as that.

Now look back at every bullet point and tell me: do you see a pattern? Yep, every aspect of his life, likes, personality, experiences, even his looks - it all traces back to his Sister. Controlling what he wears, what he does, what he likes; even after her death he is deeply affected and is devoted to doing everything in her name. Now try to recall one single thing about Korekiyo that wasn’t his Sister influence. Something he likes maybe? Something he enjoys on his own free time? Even his official dislike is a reference to a gift you might give in-game, an air refreshener that exorcises ghosts [He believes that he is possesed]. All I can think of is him telling he prefers green tea over black in one of FTEs. Korekiyo that we see and interact with in game isn’t his own person, just a reflection of grief, his Sister wants and needs. His whole existence is just a devotion to his late Sister, and it was the same way when she was alive.

Sister’s personality

From what I mentioned you should already hear the faint bells ringing in your head. “Pushed me to study” “Told me my uniform doesnt suit me” “I will kill people because her spirit told me to”He respected her, depended on her a lot. No shit, Sherlock - he was his Older Sibling. A side note, he never mentioned anyone else from his family, only said that they “had to hide their relationship from others” once. Sadly, I cant remember where it was said. No matter if he had any family present or not (having no family would worsen the case, but with family present its still fucked up) he still depended on her a lot, maybe considered her a parental figure, or at the very least - a role model. Korekiyo’s analysis on youtube brings up a very valid point - anthropology couldve been her passion as well, she just couldnt actually fullfill it because of the sickness. Explains her “pushing” him to research it.Basically we have an older sibling holding power over a younger sibling, presumably, from a younger age. More of her personality and influence can be seen in his trial. “You mustnt lose composure, you mustnt become flustered, you mustnt waver”Im linking this bit, but I strongly recommend rewatching the full version where his Sister appears. She appears to be his guardian, keeping him in check, making him act right. Telling him what to do and how to act. She appears in moments of distress when he needs comfort. He depends on her, he listens, he does everything she tells him to. Im not gonna get into the whole tulpa thing, so if youre not on board with it, I recommend reading into it more, even wiki has a brief explanation. Basically this possession is just his mind, but it does hold her true personality. So Sister is: assertive, calm, plays a role of guardian, has power over Korekiyo due her age, his respect and dependance on her, probably her being his parental figure. 

Now tell me, how this power dynamic could be healthy, consensual and (a very popular opinion in the fandom) this relationship was started from Korekiyo’s advances? How a younger sibling, that was so dependant and devoted could be in a consensual relationship with his older sibling that always tells him what to do?Korekiyo was groomed, he’s a victim. Most people in fandom hate him for being creepy and a sister-banging freak, because he doesn’t fit your cookie-cutter perseption of abuse victims. Everyone thinks that abuse victims only come in “i hate my abuser, i am currently away from them and i am healing” package. Korekiyo was never given a chance to realize it was wrong, he never got a chance to heal. He was groomed, abused, used and forced into relationship. Told that it was secret and sacred, that theyre breaking the boundaries, that’s why he mustnt tell anyone about it. Of course he believed her - its his Sister. She convinced him that his love and dependance on her was romantic/sexual love.

The same analysis brings up a good point of his Sister guilt tripping him because of her illness. Never getting a chance for romantic love, never getting a chance to make friends.

What breaks my heart is that after all of this, after devoting his life to his Sister, studying what she wanted, wearing what she wanted, killing for her sake and even being executed because of her - he says that he wasn’t enough.

TLDR - Their power dynamic is very obvious from his FTEs and the trial, he was clearly groomed and abused, never got to recover from her manipulations. And fandom either fetishisizes their relationship, excusing their nasty kinks by saying it was consensual, or hates him because they never took the time to analyze the content. He was abused, he was manipulated, god knows what else was done to him when she was alive, and he died driven to insanity, full of grief devoted to his Sister and blaming himself for not being enough. As a side-note: it is completely okay being uncomfortable with his character/everything that happened in ch3. You dont owe anyone interacting with the piece of media depicting such topics. Your comfort and safety comes first. Kodaka is a shitty fucking writer. What is not okay is hating a character for being a victim. 

I probably missed a lot, my brain is very disorganized, so feel free to ask more questions/add your own opinion.