#either way jasmine will be going to one of the two groups eventually.

[swagging-back-to]

sooo i just had the thought of putting mochi and sushi in with the main colony instead of getting any more mice and adding them to the future 30 gallon colony....

[mythica0]

If you could maybe do a fic of Dev being sad at recess and Hazel, Jasmine, and Winn do something about it. I love this squad so much

Recess

🎂:Fop; a new wish

🧁:dev

🍫:Hazel, Winn, Jasmine

Summary: when Dev is a little down in the dumps at recess, the friend group helps him out when Peri can’t.

A/N: thanks for the request! Sorry for the slowing of my writing, as I said school started back up so I’ve got less free time. Enjoyyyy

Recess

“Tag! You’re it!” Hazel giggled as she lightly tapped Jasmine on the shoulder.

“Ohoho, you better run!” Quickly the chase turned around, as the pair ran around the playground during recess.

Not too far away, Dev was sitting on a bench watching. He hadn’t really felt like playing today.

It was one of those days where he just woke up on the wrong side of the bed, feeling tired and unmotivated. A little sad.

Eventually Hazel realized Dev wasn’t occupying himself at all. They had thought he was just going to read or play on his IPad or something and that’s why he didn’t want to play with them, but he wasn’t. He was just sitting there, staring off into the distance.

As soon as she realized, she stopped running and pointed it out to the others. They all looked at each other, slightly confused, then walked over to him.

Peri was disguised as a pair of headphones around Dev’s neck. He tried to talk to him, but made no progress, as he just seemed to zone out.

“Hey dev!” The cheerful voice of Winn exclaimed as they walked over.

Dev startled out of his trance. “Huh-? Oh, hey guys.”

“What’s got you all in the dumps?” Jasmine asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

“Nothing. That’s the problem. There is literally nothing wrong.”

Peri spoke up from his position. “Usually I would help, but we’re in public so I can’t come out of disguise.”

At the comment, Hazel perked up, an idea striking her. “Well if you can’t, we’ll just have to do it in your place~” her voice gained a teasing edge, causing Dev to feel nervous. The other two didn’t realize at first, but with a glance from Hazel and a slight nod, they got the hint.

“Uhm- guys- what’re you doing?”

“Tickle attack!” Hazel shouted, pouncing on the ginger and starting to spider on his sides. Winn and Jasmine quickly moved over and held one of his hands each, pulling them above his head, and used their free hand to dig at his underarms.

“Guhuhuys, nohohoho!”

Jasmine just giggled. “Oh, shut up, you know you like it.”

Dev blushed furiously and was unable to cover his face due to his hands being pinned.

“Uhuh- nohoho ihi dohohont! Shuhut uhup!” He flusteredly tried to deny it, stuttering.

Winn smirked. “Don’t lie, Dev~ we all know you do!”

Dev just whined through his giggles, scrambling on the ground. He tried to pull his arms down out of reflex, but no matter how hard he tugged they didn’t budge.

“Ohoho myhyhy gohohod, stohohop tahahahalking!”

“No way! Teasing’s part of the fun~ and doesn’t it make the tickles so much better~” Hazel drawled.

While most of the kids either didn’t notice or didn’t care, continuing to play, a few gathered around to watch.

“Awwww he’s so cute!”

“I didn’t know Dev was ticklish!”

“This is the greatest thing ever!”

“Uhuhughuhuh nohohohoho! Stohohohop ihihit!”

“Not until you feel better!” Winn announced, smiling brightly.

“Peheheople ahahare wahahahatching!” Even though Dev admittedly enjoyed being tickled, he was severely embarrassed knowing they had an audience.

“Hey, there’s no need to be embarrassed! No one’s going to judge you!” Jasmine comforted gently. The audience spoke up in agreement.

“Yeah, I’m super ticklish too!”

“I feel like if anyone was gonna judge, it’d be you, Dev. Good to know that outta the question.”

“Yeah it’s super normal! Pretty much everyone’s at least a little ticklish!”

Hazel decided to be a little mean, smirking. “Oh, he’s not just embarrassed by the fact that he’s ticklish, he’s embarrassed because he likes it.”

“Hahahahahazel! shuhuhut uhuhup!” Dev panicked internally at the reveal. But he was once again comforted by the replies of the group that had gathered.

“That’s not embarrassing! That’s super cute!”

“If I’m being honest, I do too haha”

“Man I’m jealous! I can’t stand being tickled. It’s like my worst nightmare.”

It was nice to know that he wasn’t being judged, but dev was still flustered to all hell.

“Plehehease guhuhuys! Ihi feheheel behehetter, okahahahay?!”

“I’m not sure I believe you..” Winn said, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, maybe we should do a biiiiig finish just to be sure!” Hazel chirped, before taking a deep breath.

“Whahahait hahahazel nohohoHOHO!” His protest ended in a squeal as Hazel blew on his tummy. At the same time, the two up by his arms dug in slightly harder, causing him to try and fold over himself, stuck still by the hold on his hands.

“Guhuhuys plehehehehease! Ihihi’m behehehetteher ihihi prohohomihihise!” They all finally released him, smiling at his flushed face.

Finally able to live freely, he covered his face. “You guys are mean.”

“You know you love us.” Hazel retorted, nudging him gently with her elbow.

His nerves still hyped up, he squeaked at the contact, pushing her away. “Noho!”

Hazel giggled. “Ohoops, sorry, didn’t mean to get ya there.”

Just then the kids were all called inside to continue class, and Dev was ready to take on the day, with a smile.

———THE END————————————————

[zenlesszonezero]

Join Zenless Zone Zero with Tsukishiro Yanagi, the deputy leader of Hollow Special Operations Section 6! Beneath her ordinary office lady exterior lies a meticulous, emotionally intelligent big sister to the team.

[razorblade180]

Random headcanons I never say but probably should

Qrow drinks beverages that are easily mistaken for alcohol just to fuck with Ruby when he goes sober.

Though Kazuha is taking time to explore the world, he’s made it clear that he has full intentions of marrying Yoimiya in the future and that flusters her to no end

I see Dustin as the huntsman in the Little Red Riding Hood story, with the obvious difference being he’s with the wolves (grimm) hunting Ruby. Carmine is also the huntsman, but good.

Nick deprived of sleep and Summer fearing her own reflection constantly are “fun” Snow White nods.

Streamer AU is a pseudo mix between just modern life and a little bit of Remnant shenanigans thrown in.

In a majority of my White Knight content, including Twin Snowflakes, Weiss and Jaune dated, broke up, then got back together. Weiss dated Neptune in between the separation.

Kaeya is single but he’s totally Rosaria’s and nobody questions it.

Sienna Frost, real name Jasmine, is mentored under Emerald, Mercury, and Neo when it comes to her growth and development as a spy. So in other words, Aladdin and friends are showing Jasmine the world.

Every child of Yang’s has their semblance reflect with how they deal with their problems. Feeling the pain afterwards, letting it go right through them at the price of disconnecting from everything, and taking it head on despite the risk.

Penny has a built in heater for warm hugs

Neptune was confused and curious at a time. Sun got him through that👀. Best of homies. Neptune has summarized he believes the joy, support, positivity from getting to know Sun was just so new foreign to him that it through him for a loop.

Ilia and Neptune are the bestest of friends. He really grew on her and they have lots of meaningful conversations

Diluc goes on strolls around the countryside just in case Bennett is dying somewhere

Yun Jin keeps borrowing Aether’s clothes for an eventual play about his adventures that he supports by attending the rehearsals and training. They have so much fun with it that even their girlfriends are kinda shocked that they’re just friends.

In the future, Weiss uses her family’s money to fund the construction and maintenance of statues that resemble the huntsman and huntress that died at Beacon. They are either in their hometown or at Beacon Academy

All the Anemo characters just get along because they’re missing someone in their life. Lisa keeps telling Jean to join. She won’t explain why.

Neo and Mercury teach Emerald and Adam a lot because nobody was around or thought to teach those two basic academic knowledge. Neo was highly impressed Adam got as far as he did while having a comically low reading level.

Lumine monitors of Aether like twice a week just to see what he’s doing before leaving again. There are many times she nearly fucks up and gets caught.

Ruby and Jaune got Weiss and Whitley into gaming. Winter just sits on the couch and watches for the plot and drama.

Whitley writes music and tells nobody because he doesn’t need Weiss trying to bond with him as she sings them way better. Weiss can clearly hear him singing in the piano room and chooses to let him live his life.

Venti is infamous for spiking food at festivals all in the efforts of gathering local cool boys to sing as a group. Liyue still talks about the sudden appearance of an Anemo boy band one lantern rite and Xiao is going to forever be lidded. 4nemo will never be forgotten.

[artificialqueens]

Don't Make What You Can't Hold Up (Daya x Jasmine) - Puppy 

Summary: Jasmine and Daya are roommates who haven't really talked in a bit... and it might end up staying that way.

A/N: Here's some season 14 reunion inspired angstTitle comes from "Skype Tomorrow" from the musical "We Are the Tigers"

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Jasmine Kennedie knew one thing about friendship: it wasn’t long-lasting.

Well, at least not to her. Everyone left eventually, so she should have known not to get attached too much. She was self-aware enough to know that she was part of the problem. She talked too much, yet barely listened. With all of that talking, she’d bore those friends to death. It was reasonable for them to end things.

The first time Daya left the apartment for a weekend wasn’t too bad. “Thank God for FaceTime, am I right?” She said with her suitcase in hand, “We’ll talk all the time, almost like I didn’t even go.”

Last winter break, they had plans to go on a road trip together. No Crystal, no Bosco, other family or friends or even other acquaintances: just the two of them in a beat-up Sedan going down the interstate. The wind would have gone through their hair and it would have been the best feeling in the world.

It would have been great if Daya hadn’t told her just a day prior about a music festival she bought tickets for. Jasmine had just finished packing her bags.

“Do you want to move out?” Jasmine asked one day almost out of the blue while she was sitting in her friend’s room.

Daya finished tuning her guitar as she looked up at her roommate. “What makes you think that?”

“It’s just that… I never get to see you anymore. To me, at least, it makes me feel like you don’t want to be around me. We make plans, you cancel them…”

“Look, things just… come up, that’s all. It’s piss poor timing. The next time --”

“The next time,” Jasmine bitterly laughed, “When will that even be? Our lease ends in four months. You’re heading back to Missouri.”

“You’re overreacting. We still have time, don’t worry about it. I promise.”

She promised… Jasmine laughed quietly to herself. She knew how those types of promises went. Those people talked like they were written in blood, it was just done in chalk and broke as easily as glass. It felt like she was still pulling out splinters that were lodged inside from years ago. But there was something about Daya that made it hurt even more. She just sounded so confident, but for someone she’s known for that long, Jasmine just couldn’t believe her.

It wasn’t out of character for Daya either. She was known for talking a lot of shit, but not acting on anything. There were sometimes she’d just… say things without any repercussion.  That was a thing Jasmine felt like she knew too well, and there were time she wish she’d just stop talking. Someone once told her this feeling was just projection, and Jasmine could only deny that claim because she knew it was true.

Both of their mouths have gotten them in a fuckton of trouble.

“Sounds good,” She nodded her head. “Next time you go out just… call me or something? That would be nice.”

“I can go out without you having a leash on me.” The punk rocker scrolled through her phone, not making eye contact.

That conversation sounded a lot better in her head. “At least tell me you’re okay. That you’re not, like, dying or something! You haven’t gone home with someone who’s gonna murder you or worse!”

“God, who are you, my mother?”

“No…” The blonde tilted her head a bit. “Just a concerned friend..”

“I can handle myself, thanks Jas. We’re gonna be fine.”

Knowing Jasmine’s track record, this wasn’t going to be the case. She could just imagine the rest of the time they’d have together. Come to think of it, Daya almost seemed happier when not directly around her. They’d host house parties, and as soon as Jasmine entered her little friend group, she just seemed… indifferent, and that stung worse than anything negative.”

“Daya… I’m not stupid.” Before Daya could respond – I could be the judge of that –, her roommate just kept going. She always needed to have the last word; how else could anyone pay attention to her? “I know how this goes. Communication slows down and then you’ll barely call and ten you’ll eventually forget I exist, only remembering when… when Facebook reminds you it’s my birthday, and even then I only get those well-wishes from aunts I haven’t spoken to since I came out!”

“You’re right…” Daya set down her guitar and stormed out of the room with Jasmine following close behind. “I’m sorry.” She apologized in the most insincere sounding way that she could. “I’m the worst for not calling or responding. You always answer calls and texts. You’re so good, and I’m the worst person in the world. You’re just so fucking perfect and amazing at making conversation.”

“I never said that you were perfect, I was saying that—"

“If you let people finish their fucking sentences, then they might still want to talk to you!”

That was just too far.

“Jaz, you might have been onto something. Maybe I will move out.

“You can’t!” She blurted out, immediately wishing she hadn’t said anything. “You can’t go...”

Daya almost laughed – out of shock, more than anything. “Why not? You clearly hate me.”

“No! Just… stay… please.”

“I - Out of everyone in our friend groups, why do you want ME to stay? Are you just saying Bosco can just go fuck off right now?” She knew she was just waving a red cape in front of Jasmine, waiting for her to just snap again. “Or… how about DeJa? Or Jorgie? Bye, Orion; you can’t be here any because Jasmine said so—"

Jasmine just slammed the door to her room with enough force for the paintings in the hall to shake.

If Daya paid enough attention, she could have heard some faint tears dripping from her leaky eyes. And this time, she did. She sat outside the door with her head in her hands, knowing she fucked up too late.

For the first time in Jasmine’s recent memory, Daya stayed.

[songficsbyrissi]

This X-Mas (Spooky X Reader)

“'Cause this Christmas, will be the Greatest time of your life from me I ain't asking for the diamond rings I ain't really got a list of expensive things I just want you to myself while the children sleeps Santa baby, would you make a little time for me?” - Chris Brown feat. Ella Mai

A/N: hey y’all! I know I kinda abandoned you but being in College during a panoramic (Twitter joke) but I finished! I graduated undergrad so it’s lit! Even tho I don’t really care for Christmas or the holidays and I dislike Christmas music, I love this song and since it’s been a while, I might as well give y’all a Christmas gift soooo Merry Christmas! 🎄🎁❤️

************

You were not a fan of the holidays.

It’s not like you never were. You used to be but as you grew up, you grew a disdain for Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years', all that.

The most wonderful time of the year, your ass.

From November 1st up until January 2nd, every year, you were annoyed and couldn’t wait for this time of the year to be over. You didn’t like it and if you had to hear “All I Want from Christmas is You” by Mariah Carey one more fucking time, someone was gonna get kicked where they’re more jolly.

You were relaxing on the couch when you heard a knock on your apartment door. You announced you were coming and opened the door to 3 boys by the names of Cesar, Jamal, and Ruby.

“Hey, boys! What brings-“

“BATHROOM!” Jamal ran past you and straight to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Ruby shook his head and Cesar gave a nervous laugh.

“Would you believe we were just in the neighborhood?”

You pursed your lips. “Nope.”

Ruby sighed out of frustration. “We need help getting Christmas gifts for our.....” He swallowed hard. You closed your eyes.

“You’re still struggling to call Jasmine your girlfriend?”

“SHE’S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” You waved him off and right then, Jamal stepped out the bathroom, relieved.

“Whew, my bladder was full! Where you get that hand soap, Y/N?! Smells lovely!”

You rolled your eyes, irritated. “At Bath and Body Works where y’all should get gifts for your girlfriends.” You narrowed your eyes at Ruby, who shuddered at the G-word. “Now if you excuse me, I was enjoying my alone time.”

Cesar stopped the door from closing. “Wait. Didn’t you say you were leaving today to go spend Christmas with your family?”

Shit. “Uh yeah. Duh. I needed alone time before I left.”

“I don’t see any bags packed.” Ruby indicated, skeptical.

“Or an airline ticket on the desk. Yeah, I noticed!” Jamal added, folding his arms.

You looked at the 3 teenage boys who were waiting for you to confess. You sighed deeply, knowing the jig is up.

“Fine, 3 wise men!” You stated with a tone dripping in sarcasm. “I’m not going home. I never was going home. The reason why is because I don’t care for the holidays. I stopped a long time ago. It’s never been special to me. Also, I don’t have a close-knit family. Actually, we’re dysfunctional as hell. This isn’t the most wonderful time of the year for me. I lied so you guys wouldn’t know the truth, now are you happy?”

Jamal had a dismal expression on his face and pulled you to his chest. “Now I see what the Scrooge looks like as a black woman.”

You pushed him off and Cesar grabbed your wrist before you could hit him.

“Does Spooky know?”

You shook your head. “Nope and it’s gonna stay that way. I mean it, Cesar. Don’t say shit to your brother about this.”

Were you really depending on the little brother of your gang member friend that’s not really a friend but he’s kind of your boo to keep his mouth shut?

“Cesar told me you lied.” That was what Spooky said when you opened the door the next morning which was Christmas. You sucked your teeth loudly, disappointed that your dumbass trusted a 15-year-old who feared his brother.

“I should really kick your brother’s ass.”

He smirked at your comment. “Talk to me, Mami. Why you not fucking with Christmas?”

You left the door, letting him outside and he closed the door behind him. “Because it’s annoying as hell.”

“Nah, that ain’t it.”

You turned to Spooky with your arms folded. “Why do you even care, Oscar? It’s not like your thug ass cares for holidays and shit.”

Spooky remained unfazed by your attitude and you calling him by his government. When you first met him, he would be pissed at that. Even tried scaring you but it didn’t work. Eventually, he got used to it and only allowed you to call him Oscar.

“You’re wrong and I’ll show you. Get dressed.”

You were feeling dangerous. “And what if I don’t?” You responded with a roll of the neck.

Spooky let a dry laugh that scared you yet turned you on at the same time. Damn. You started to bite your lip then pulled it back. He got dangerously close and stared you down.

“Do you really wanna know, Princesa?”

Yes. No. Shit.

You got out of his face and got dressed as you were told. You’ll let him win this round. You got into his car and he drove back to his house where Cesar and his girlfriend Monse were making a mess in the kitchen.

“Hey Y/N!” Monse greeted you. Cesar looked at you nervously.

“Hey Y/N, how’s-“

You held your hand up. “Save it, snitch!”

“He forced it out of me!” The young boy pleaded and you rolled your eyes in response.

“Whatever. What are y’all even doing?” You asked, confused and disgusted by the sight of the kitchen and glancing at Spooky’s face, he was not too pleased either.

“Trying to do a Christmas brunch but somebody doesn’t wanna listen to the instructions.” Monse gestured towards her boyfriend with a roll of her neck, causing Cesar to groan.

You couldn’t help but giggle at the two. “Alright lemme help so I can fix this. You!” You gestured towards Spooky. “You’re helping too!”

“Nahhhh cooking ain’t my thing.”

“Well Christmas ain’t my thing but I’m here. Now throw on an apron, cholo. You’re on bacon duty!”

You couldn’t lie. Making Christmas brunch with the kids was fun as hell. You found yourself smiling and giggling during the cooking and eating. You even caught Spooky staring at you a couple of times. You pecked his lips just because he looked so adorable but if you told him that, he’ll turn into a jackass. When the boys left to get something from God knows where you were left alone with Monse. You didn’t know too much about the girl but figured you could get to know her more.

“So Monse...you’re spending Christmas with your boyfriend.”

“So are you.”

Your eyes narrowed at her response. “1. Spooky is not my boyfriend and 2. I was forced here. Christmas is bullshit.”

“I love Christmas. Even though I don’t remember the last time I actually spent it with my dad.” Monse shrugged bending over and fix her shoelaces. That caught your attention.

“Wait, you’ve had shitty Christmases and you still love Christmas?!”

She shrugged again. “Well yeah. My dad is always away for Christmas and I don’t have my mom so I’ve always dreamt of doing Christmas stuff with the people I love. When I met the boys, not to sound corny but my dreams came true. Another reason why I need to keep the group together.”

You were lost for words. “Wow, I’m sorry, Monse.”

“It’s ok. Hey, I think I hear the boys coming back.”

The boys revealed themselves and Cesar announced that you guys were being invited to have Christmas dinner with Jamal’s family which was great because you didn’t want to cook.

“I’m telling you marmalade is better than jelly. I don’t wanna hear it!” Jamal declared during dinner. A debate broke out between marmalade and jelly which really entertained you. Jamal’s family was funny and so welcoming to you, a stranger. It felt weird to you that they were showing so much love to you, a stranger. Oscar held your hand throughout the whole dinner which did something to your stomach. You don’t wanna say butterflies. Maybe it’s gas.

When the group stopped by Ruby’s house to pick him up for “friendsmas”, his grandma pulled you aside with a serious look on her face.

“Open your heart, mama.”

You gave her a confused look. “What?”

“You closed your heart. Open it. Even if it’s to Papi Chulo over there. “ she gestured towards Oscar who was lighting up a cigarette and looked back at you. “Open it to Christmas. To any holiday. Just....open it.”

You kept that in mind as you went with the others back to the house for the kids to engage in their “friendsmas”.

“I’ve never heard “Friendsmas.” You muttered as Spooky handed you a glass of wine and you watched the kids from the doorway.

Oscar shrugged taking a swig of his Corona. “Well you hate Christmas so I’m not surprised.”

You elbowed him in his side and he began to laugh in response. “I don’t hate Christmas. I just never found joy in the holidays but now I do.” You looked at him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Thank you. Thank you for making this Christmas special for me.”

Oscar began to grin and pulled something from behind his back. “It’s not over yet, hyna.”

You gazed at the blue velvet rectangular box and opened it slowly to reveal a silver chain that said “Oscar” You looked up at him, speechless.

“Spooky, I....I.....”

“You don’t have to say anything. Just put on my necklace and be mine.” The gangsta in front of you took a deep breath. “I love you, Y/N.”

Your eyes were as big as saucers. “You....you do?”

“Yes, girl he do! It was so obvious!” Jasmine’s voice broke through the moment and everyone glared at her. Her mouth formed an O. “Oooh sorry! I forgot we were supposed to be acting like we weren’t paying attention. My bad!”

You shook your head and felt a surge of love and confidence. You loved this man. You have for a long time but never admitted it because...your heart was closed. Damn. Ruby’s crazy grandma ain’t so crazy after all.

“I love you too, Oscar.” You pulled him in for a long passionate kiss and the crew clapped in excitement.

“Girl put your back in it! You’re under the mistletoe!” Jasmine yelled again.

Ruby started. “Jasmine-“

“Shut up and kiss me!” She grabbed him by his collar, planting a kiss on his lips.

When you finally pulled away from your kiss with Spooky, you smiled up at him and his expression was matching yours. You spoke up through your grin:

“I’ll be damned. It is the most wonderful time of the year.”

A/N: Cheesy as fuckkkkk I know but Christmas is all about the cheese if we’re gonna be honest. I hope you enjoyed it! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, y’all! ❤️🎄🎁

Tags: @karmawaelualani @chaneajoyyy @ctrlszn @witchything @sabrinafey @penguinpower17889 @robingreysantos @namjoonwatcheshentai @pananegra @bloatedandlonly @blackmissfrizzle @chonisberonica @flamingweasley @cynthetic @momobaby227 @this-glitter-pussay�� @beyondprincess​ @joyrivh​

[softboyuris]

Doctor’s Orders

Spencer Reid x Reader

Words: 5.2k+

A/N: I did a thing. It became this thing because of @eideticmemory. I am in no way shape or form half the writer she is but I had to do this. Inspired by this anon. 

Summary: Spencer losing his virginity. That’s it. That’s the plot

Warnings: sex, swearing

{masterlist}

Spencer Reid did not party. He did not go to bars or get drunk. He rarely had more than one drink when he did go out with his coworkers, or more, was forced to. Don’t get it wrong, he loved them. They were more like a family to him than work buddies but in his line of work, he rarely had a day off. So when he did, he would prefer to spend it his way- curled up on his leather sofa with a good book, or ten. And no one could change his mind. 

Now Derek Morgan, Spencer’s best friend and one of his aforementioned coworkers- although some might say they’re more akin to brothers than either of those labels- he liked to party. He loved going out with his friends, doing shots and drunkenly destroying open mic night. And he always, without fail, dragged Spencer out with him.

What? He was concerned for his friend. His best friend. Spencer never talked about what happened while on the job but Derek knew it got to him. It got to them all something that came with the territory. And recently he had been extra stressed and tense and Derek knew just what he needed. 

A night out on the town where, hopefully, he could help pretty boy get laid. 

Spencer didn’t want this. He begged, literally begged Derek to let him stay in but ultimately lost the fight. Because in the end, Spencer did enjoy hanging out with him he just wasn’t always too happy about the location. Or getting stranded at whatever bar and/or club they stumbled into after Derek, without fail, went home with a girl. Sometimes two. 

Trilly’s was a local bar, often frequented by cops meaning it wasn’t too heavily trafficked and even when it was a busy night, it’s numbers didn’t compare to the bar Spence knew Derek would drag him to. 

Which is why when Spencer agreed to go out, “Just for an hour, tops,” his one condition was that they go there. While his best friend may enjoy hitting on an entire group of girls at once, Spencer much preferred to sit in a corner and observe. 

Flirting was not his forte and he had little to no desire to make it one. Sure, he’d been on a few dates before. Kissed one or two girls in college but dating just wasn’t really his thing. Really, it wasn’t. It’s not like he didn’t have game or anything. That totally wasn’t the reason. 

As bad as it was, Trilly’s very rarely saw females. Spencer knew the statistics, and with under thirty percent of law enforcement being female, the odds were in his favor. He could go out, have a drink with his friend and avoid any awkward confrontations when Derek would inevitably try to be his wingman. It would be a fun, easy night.

After almost a month of detective work, Y/N had finally caught the son of a bitch who had been ransacking local, small businesses over the past two months in Alexandria. She was exhausted. Twenty-seven days of non-stop work, late nights and early mornings that sometimes bled into each other. She hadn’t taken a single day off. 

Many of the businesses the culprit hit had to shut down because they didn’t have the means to stay open. Citizens didn’t want to shop at a store that had been burglarized by a man in the wind, worried he’d come back for more than just a few valuables. So Y/N put all her effort into finding him with some sliver of hope that it could save the business that hadn’t gone under already.

John Willis was pulled over for his taillight being out and the cop that apprehended him noticed several of the missing items that had been reported laying in his backseat. Y/N wondered how, after evading law enforcement for two months, he was caught so easily. 

She didn’t let it weigh on her mind for long though. Willis was locked up and she finally got a night off. 

She wouldn’t call herself a party girl, but she was known to get a little mischievous at the local cop bar, Trilly’s, every now and then. And tonight, she planned on having some fun. 

Y/N dragged her best friend and crime-fighting partner, Jasmine, out with her. Jasmine had reluctantly agreed, having just gone through a pretty rough break-up. Y/N reminded her that he was trash and she would find someone better. “Or at the very least a very hot cop to have rebound sex with.”

Jasmine rolled her eyes. “I will do no such thing.” But she agreed to come out anyway. 

When Y/N got to Jasmine’s apartment to pick her up, Jas was already waiting outside, dressed in a low cut deep blue dress that hugged her curvy figure. “Damn girl, I’d take you home in that outfit.” Y/N quipped as Jasmine got into the car. 

Jasmine looked her best friend, who wore a similar dress that was red, up and down with a smirk. “Right back at you, sexy.” 

Trilly’s was unusually busy for a Wednesday night. When Y/N and Jasmine finally made it through the door, the place was pretty packed. The music was turned up louder than normal and a large group of people had made the middle of the room into a makeshift dance floor. Or grind floor would be more accurate, as that’s the only dance move these people evidently knew how to do. 

They squeezed their way past sweaty bodies to the bar, hailing the attention of the bartender almost immediately. Y/N ordered them a round of shots. 

“Starting the night off strong, are we?” Jasmine popped one eyebrow up as she leaned against the slightly sticky bar littered with peanut shells and drops of missed alcohol. 

Y/N nodded. “Only way to do it!” She partially yelled over all the commotion around her. The bartender set down two shots in front of them. “To rebound sex.” 

Jasmine laughed, a barely noticeable blush dotting her cheekbones. “Mmhmm, sure.” She raised her glass but Y/N stopped her before she could down the liquid. 

“Nuh-uh,” She tutted. “Say it back or else it won’t work.” With reluctance, Jasmine just barely whispered the cheer back but it was enough to satiate Y/N. “Much better.” She chimed. They clinked their glasses together and downed them simultaneously, placing them upside down on the bar after.  

Spencer was already uncomfortable. Derek and him had literally just stepped foot in the bar and he was already regretting his decision to go out tonight. It being a Wednesday, he never thought in a million years it’d be this busy. 

People pushed past each other in front of him. A group of at least twenty people were grinding against each other in the middle of the room where they’d deemed it the dance floor for the night. The floor was sticky as was the booth and table the two men eventually found themselves seated in. Spencer grimaced, his phobia of germs eating at his mind. 

“Breathe pretty boy.” Derek smiled, slapping Spencer’s arm across the table. Spencer inhaled slowly, looking around at all the people bustling around him. This was clearly not his scene.

“I didn’t expect it to be this crowded.” Spencer yelled over the noise. 

Derek laughed, “Where’s the fun in an empty bar?” Spencer held back the glare that was fighting to make itself known. When he didn’t respond, Derek slapped his hands on the table. “I’m going to go get us drinks.”

Y/N scanned the crowd for Jasmine who had said twenty minutes ago that she was going to slip out to the bathroom. 

After a few minutes of searching, she spotted her friend practically sitting in the lap of some stranger at a booth across the room. She laughed to herself, setting some cash down on the bar for their drinks before making her way through the crowd. 

When she gets to the booth, Jasmine looks up at her. “Y/N, you found me.” Her words are a little slurred. Y/N forgot how much of a lightweight her friend is. “This is Derek. He’s an FBI agent.” She whispered the last bit, or thought she did but the men at the booth laughed.

Which is when she noticed the guy sitting opposite them. She made eye contact with him and smiled. She could feel her face get hot but she passed it off on the alcohol coursing through her veins.

He was cute. Y/N studied his face for a second, hoping he wouldn’t notice her blatantly checking him out. He looked pretty young. Obviously he was old enough to be an FBI agent but had she not known that, she would have guessed him to be fresh out of college. 

His hair was longer but it suited him and he had really kind eyes that Y/N was drawn to. Even though he sitting, she could tell he was tall. His shoulders slumped slightly as if trying to fold in on himself, something she knew all too well being quite tall herself. 

“Y/N.” She introduced herself, snapping out of her dazed state and returning her attention to Derek, who was the exact opposite of the guy she was just looking at. “Nice to meet you. Sorry, about my friend.” She joked. 

Derek shook his head, a wide smile on his face. “Nothing to be sorry about.” Any other guy and she would have been pulling Jasmine away but there was something about Derek that was non-threatening. She somehow knew her friend was in good hands. 

Literally, he had great hands. His muscled arm was wrapped tightly round Jasmine’s waist as she leaned into his side. Y/N would be lying if she didn’t admit to his obvious allure. 

Y/N looked back over to the other guy, who she now noticed had been staring at her the whole time. Upon them locking eyes, he swallowed. “Is this seat taken?” She asks him, pointing to the empty spot beside him. He shakes his head, his hands falling nervously into his lap. 

Spencer was mentally scolding himself for being at a loss of words, which he never was. He could rattle off facts about literally anything and talk for hours but right now, he was speechless. 

Y/N slide into the booth beside him. “So, are you with the FBI too?” She asked, her hands cupping her glass. She figured he was but since he didn’t offer her a name, she figured she would try and make conversation. 

He nodded. Derek cleared his throat and Spencer looked up at him, pleadingly. His friend just aggressively nodded in Y/N’s direction, a way of telling him to say something. 

“I’m Spencer.” He squeaked out. 

Y/N looked up from the table. “It’s nice to meet you Spencer.” She smiled. Spencer waited for the inevitable offering of her hand, getting prepared to explain how he doesn’t shake hands because the amount of germs that are passed in a handshake are staggeringly high. 

His eyebrows pinched together when a few moments passed and her hands didn’t move from her glass. “You don’t shake hands?” He asked, slightly dumbfounded. 

Y/N chuckled. “Did you want me to?” She asked, a smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth. Spencer’s cheeks ran crimson and Y/N smiled at herself. “Not on the job, don’t feel the need to be so formal.” She summed up, leaning against the worn leather of the booth. 

“Where do you work?” It feels like such a dumb question but it’s left his mouth before he can process it. You’re at a cop bar, Spencer, where the fuck do you think?

“Alexandria PD.” Y/N answers without thought, sipping at her drink. “Been there for three years now.”

“Oh, don’t be so modest.” Jasmine waves her hand at her best friend, scoffing. She turns to Derek, pressing her pointer finger into his chest to accentuate her words. “She's the lead detective. Youngest to ever be promoted.” 

Spencer’s eyes don’t leave Y/N while Jasmine talks. Y/N looks at her friend incredulously but there’s a small smile on her face and a blush is creeping up her neck. “I don’t like bragging.” She says to Jasmine, a small laugh leaving her lips.

Spencer has never been mesmerized before but he’s completely lost in Y/N’s laugh that he barely hears Jasmine continue talking. 

“Pfft, it’s a big deal, Y/N. It’s not every day that a twenty-five year old gets promoted to that position.” Jasmine continues. 

“Sounds like congratulations are in order.” Derek smiles, his eyes never leaving Jasmine. Y/N shakes her head. Jasmine is definitely not going home in the same car she came in. 

“Thank you, but it’s not a new promotion.” She takes another sip of her beer, welcoming any distraction at this point. She hates it when she’s the center of attention. 

“She never wants to celebrate her successes.” Jasmine tuts, rolling her eyes. She finally breaks eye contact with Derek to look at Spencer. “You know, she was top of her class at UCLA and has three masters. Three. I barely got through my one.” Jasmine hiccups at the end, nodding.

Derek looks over at Spencer and Y/N. “Looks like pretty boys gonna have a run for his money.” 

Y/N looks over at Spencer, quirking an eyebrow. “Oh.”

Spencer’s cheeks darken but he doesn’t offer further explanation. Y/N looks to Derek for answers instead. “Three PhD’s.” He says, raising three of his fingers up in conjunction with his words. 

Y/N nearly chokes on her beer. “Three?” Getting her master’s was hard enough she couldn’t fathom doing it again for her doctorates. 

“He goes by doctor.” Derek winks at her. 

“Morgan.” Spencer warns, looking up at him with stern eyes. Derek throws his hands up in surrender. “You don’t have to call me doctor.” He says to Y/N, running a hand through his hair. “He just likes messing me.” 

Y/N smirks. It’s small and nearly imperceptible but Spencer notices and it makes his breathing pick up. “Who said I didn’t want to, Doc?” Spencer swallows, pressing his hands together to distract himself. 

The conversation moves on but after a while, Jasmine and Derek are in their own little world, leaving Spencer and Y/N to talk. 

She learns that he was the youngest person ever recruited for the FBI, a fact which he didn’t want to own up to. Similar to Y/N, he didn’t like the spotlight on him. Unlike Y/N, he had a reason to have the spotlight on him, which she told him after finding out he’s a literal genius. 

“You can’t have an IQ that high and expect people to not put you at the center of their attention.” Spencer blushed at her words. 

“I don’t mind your attention.” He replies, making Y/N’s heart skip a beat. “But normally, people are more annoyed by it than they are fascinated by it.”

Y/N tucks a pieces of hair behind her ear. “Well they’re clearly missing out.”

They talk for what feels like hours. Every new piece of information Y/N gets, she savors. There’s something about Spencer that makes her want to know everything about him. And she damn near does. 

He doesn’t just work for the FBI, he works for the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI, which is like the best of the best. He has an eidetic memory and can read 20,000 words per minute, a skill which Y/N is borderline envious of, and he’s from Las Vegas. Which is where his mom lives, in a clinical facility because she has schizophrenia. 

“I’m so sorry, that must be really hard on you.” Y/N says, placing her hand on Spencer’s arm soothingly. Her eyes are soft like her hand which he notices when he accidentally brushes it. She really means it.

Spencer learns that Y/N came to Virginia after university because her dad passed away and she was the only person in her family close to him. He left everything to her which also meant she had to go through all his belongings. 

A tenant in his apartment building found him dead. The initial report said he had died of natural causes but after his autopsy they found signs of foul play. As it turns out, he was murdered. It’s what propelled Y/N to become a cop in the first place. “I set up base here and never looked back.” 

He also learned that she’s probably the sweetest and funniest person he’s ever met, and he’s friends with Penelope and JJ. She’s smart, she seems to pick up on all his little quirks and respects them. And she’s beautiful, which he knew from the instant he saw her but is even more pronounced now that he’s getting to know her. 

The two had been so engrossed in their conversation they didn’t notice that their friends were no longer sitting across from them. With a quick glance behind them, Y/N saw Jasmine slip out the front door, holding Derek’s hand and laughing flirtatiously.

Spencer groans next to her. “He was my ride home.” 

“Did you really think the night was going to end any differently for those two?” Y/N asks, settling back into the seat. 

“No.” Spencer relents. Without thinking, he reaches across Y/N and takes her drink, taking a few sips before realizing what he’s done. “Sorry.” He says, placing the cup down. 

Y/N moves a fraction of an inch closer to him. “I don’t mind.” Her hand lightly brushes his thigh. “But, as you probably already know, we practically just kissed.”

Spencer’s breath hitches in his throat as Y/N’s hand comes to rest fully on his thigh, her fingertips lightly tracing circles on his inner thigh. He tries to focus on anything else but he can practically feel the blood rushing to his dick. 

Y/N notices the change in his demeanor, leaning in closer so she can whisper. “I’ll stop if you want me to.” Y/N doesn’t know what’s come over her. Sure, she’s hooked up with guys she just met at the bar before but she’s never been this straightforward with someone. Not right off the bat, and definitely not with this much ease.

The tension between them has been palpable ever since she sat down an hour ago and now, with their friends gone, there was nothing stopping her from commenting on it. 

Spencer shook his head at her words, mumbling something Y/N didn’t quite pick up on. “What was that, doc?” She emphasized the last word, her hand slowly moving up his thigh. 

He started to bounce his right leg nervously. Y/N smirked. “I make you nervous?” He nodded slowly. Y/N stopped what she was doing, removing her hand and putting some space in between them. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” She was suddenly overcome with embarrassment, her actions finally seeping into the logical side of her brain. 

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” Spencer nearly growled. Now it was Y/N’s turns to blush as she nervously looked over at him. There was a hunger in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. She unconsciously squeezed her legs together. 

He leans closer to her until his lips are grazing her ear. “The bathroom’s empty, we could sneak away, no one would even notice.” 

Y/N swallows at the implication. He’s been watching, waiting for the right moment to initiate whatever the fuck this was. Which means he knew it would get to this at some point. 

Without a second thought, Y/N grabs his hand, hauling him out of the booth and making a beeline for the bathroom. 

Just as Spencer had told her, the bathroom was empty. That, of course, didn’t stop her from checking all the stalls to make for certain that they were alone. Trust me, no one wanted to hear what was about to happen. 

Spencer was still standing by the door, his once cocky demeanor now dwindling into the awkward nervousness that Y/N had grown to love about him. 

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” She says softly, grabbing both his hands. They just met, she doesn’t know what he has or hasn’t done before and while Y/N might have some experience with bathroom sex, she’s found that not all people do. In fact, it’s very rare for her to find someone who has. 

Spencer lets go of her hands and for a split second she thinks he’s going to turn around and walk out but then his lips are on hers and she’s trying to get her brain to catch up because she’s missing it. 

In a surge of confidence, Spencer cups Y/N’s face, smashing his lips against hers. After a moment, she kisses back, her hands coming up to run through his hair. 

The moans that fall from her lips at the contact has him hard. He moves them so she’s the one pressed against the door, his hands coming down to grab her hips and pull her against him. 

His tongue asks for entry and she gladly concedes. In a swift motion, she’s wrapped her legs around his waist, his hands supporting her by holding her thighs. 

Y/N’s dress has been effectively hiked up from the change in position and while she respects his respect for her, she wants his hands on her. She reaches down to move them up until they’re resting on her bum. With a satisfied grin she pulls away from his lips. 

He looks at her, out of breath and red in the face. “You’re not wearing underwear.” He breaths out. 

She laughs, curling her finger around the hair at the back of his neck. “Actually, I was. Seemed to have lost them.” She shrugs innocently. 

His eyes widen as he realizes what she’s saying. Something in her knew he would get it. He chastely kisses her cheek, his lips hovering over her ear. “You took them off, didn’t you? When you went to the restroom twenty-seven minutes ago.” 

Y/N bites her lip, partially to fight back the laugh that wanted to come out knowing Spencer had counted the minutes, and nods. “Naughty, naughty girl.” He whispers, biting her ear. She gasps at the action, not expecting it, which propels him to grind against her. 

“You gonna do something about it, doc?” She giggles, leaning forward to place a kiss on his collarbone. 

Spencer moves them over to the sinks and sets her down on the counter, standing between her legs as he kisses her neck. Y/N starts to undo the buttons of his shirt just enough to expose his chest, which she runs her fingernails down, leaving red tracks in their wake. 

“Fuck.” He groans, his forehead pressing into her chest. She lifts his head up to kiss him, fingers combing through his hair again, an action she’s coming to thoroughly enjoy. 

“Do you have a condom?” Y/N asks as she kisses down his neck, her hands following in motion until they hit the top of his jeans. 

Something about the question jars Spencer. Like his thoughts finally register exactly what he’s doing and the nerves slowly creep back into his stomach. He nods hastily, reaching into his back pocket where his wallet is. He sets it down beside Y/N on the counter. 

Y/N unbuttons his pants and pulls the zipper down, tantalizingly slow, being careful to avoid touching his erection. Still attacking his neck with kisses, she pushes both his jeans and boxers down and they land bunched around his ankles.

She can’t help but look. I mean, really, it’s human nature to be curious. 

His whole body is flushed red, or marked red by her fingernails and mouth, and that doesn’t exclude what he’s packing. And boy, is he packing. Y/N swallows at the sight. 

Spencer avoids eye contact now that he’s fully exposed but Y/N is gentle in bringing his eyes to hers. She kisses him. “There’s nothing to be nervous about. Bathroom sex is just like normal, bed sex.” She laughs a little at her phrasing. 

Spencer just nods nervously, reaching next to her to pick up the condom. He rips the package open and, with slightly shaking hands, focuses on putting it on. 

After a few moments of fumbling hands, ragged breaths and a deep red blush that’s been slowly creeping up his neck, a smile slides across Y/N’s face. She places her hands over his and he looks up at her with worry in his eyes. “This is your first time doing this, huh?” 

He swallows nervously, a small nod of his head indicating that her assumption was correct. “Like, ever?” He nods again. She responds by bringing his lips to hers. Y/N kisses him gently, a lot more calm and composed than they had been walking into this bathroom. 

There’s still a nervousness about him but Y/N feels him relax into the kiss, slowly gaining back some of the confidence he had a minute ago. His tongue swipes over her bottom lip, her jaw dropping to allow him to search her mouth with his tongue as if he’s done this a hundred times before. 

Had she not asked, she never would have guessed that he was a virgin. Aside from the obvious nerves, which she had passed off as a combination of alcohol and public sex, there was nothing about the way he held himself that made her second guess it. 

His blush has completely taken over his face and it makes Y/N’s heart beat faster, if that is even possible because it was already running at a million beats per second. The taste of him overwhelms her senses which is why she lets out a small whine when he pulls away.

Spencer looks into Y/N’s eyes, his own glazed over with lust. “It’s okay.” She whispers, dragging her hand down his chest until it lands right above his sex. “I’ll teach you.”

He gulps, audibly gulps, as she wraps her hand around his cock. His forehead falls to her shoulder briefly as a barely audible “fuck” falls out of his mouth. 

Y/N shuts her eyes and tries to contain the excitement boiling inside of her.  

She slips the condom on with ease. Spencer watches her do it before looking up at her. Now she can see just how nervous he is. His hands are slightly fidgeting at his sides so she grabs them, placing them on her hips. 

She scoots forward enough for access while still being supported by the granite beneath her. Spencer’s hold on her hips tightens. 

Y/N hooks her hands behind his neck, giving him a nod of approval. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.” She whispers, looking in his eyes. Her entire demeanor has changed. She’s settled down so that he can enjoy this as much as possible and her eyes reflect that kindness.

Spencer removes one of his hands from her hips to help guide himself. He fumbles a little but after a few misses, his tip gently pushes into her. Y/N inhales sharply at the contact. 

“Is this okay?” Spencer asks hesitantly, searching Y/N’s eyes for any sign of regret. She nods her head enthusiastically, a whimper falling from her lips. 

“Yes, please, Spence, fuck me.” 

He obliges, inching into her slowly until he’s buried to the hilt. “You okay?” He asks again, freezing his motions. 

Y/N, overcome with pleasure, takes a minute to reply. “Please keep going.” 

He finds a steady rhythm. It takes him a bit of time but he gets there eventually, fueled on by the soft moans that fall sporadically from Y/N’s lips. His thrusts are slow at first, picking up in speed as he grows more confident. 

Spencer, being the person he is, knows everything there is to know about sex. But knowing about it and actually doing it are two very different things and he’s coming to that realization very fast. 

Words cannot describe how good this feels. The way her walls clench around his cock with every thrust. The feeling of her hands on his back, fingers pressing little crescents into his skin hard enough to leave a bruise. And the noises she makes when he hits that perfect spot, encouraging him to continue. 

Pure bliss is what it is. If this is what heaven’s like, Spencer Reid would gladly die in Y/N’s arms right now. 

Y/N hooks her ankles around his waist, pulling him closer. She gasps out a moan at the new angle, her head falling back. Spencer somehow manages to pull her hips even closer. He thrusts faster but at a steady pace that has Y/N’s legs shaking. 

“Spencer.” She moans when his lips attach onto her neck and start sucking the spot just above her collarbone. She’s close, which honestly shocks her. She also knows Spencer’s not going to last much longer, she doesn’t expect him to at least. 

“Shit.” He mumbles against her neck. 

“You gonna come?” Y/N asks between gasps of breath, one of her hands moving down to rub circles on her clit.

“Mmhmm.” Spencer moans. 

“Then come baby,” She encourages, getting closer to her own release now that her fingers are working are her core, electricity jolting her body. 

He tuts, a moan breaking the action. Y/N can tell he’s holding back. Spencer lifts his head so he’s looking at her and it nearly sends him over the edge, that look of pleasure plastered on her face. “Wanna wait, for, fuck- for you.” He manages out between moans. 

“I’m right behind you baby, just let go.” As if under her complete control, Spencer releases and within a second is tumbling over that edge, stilling inside her. His orgasm knocks the breath out of him.  

He’s jerked off before, had countless orgasms in the privacy of his own bed but nothing like this. Never like this. His head falls onto Y/N’s shoulder, slick with sweat.

The feeling of Spencer unloading inside her has Y/N coming, Spencer’s name leaving her lips in broken moans as she wraps her arms around him. 

Spencer remains motionless for a minute, trying to catch his breath. Y/N can’t fathom trying to move right now, so she welcomes the stillness, her hands rubbing Spencer’s back. 

After a moment, he stands up and helps clean Y/N up. She smiles the whole time at the gesture. After pulling his clothes back on, Spencer stands in front of Y/N. 

“That was…” Spencer breathed out, his hands landing on Y/N’s thighs. 

“Unexpected.” She finished his thought. “Amazing. Best you’ve ever had?” She laughs, her hands propped on his shoulders. 

“I have nothing to compare it to but I’ll get back to you on that.” Y/N laughed. 

“I’ll hold you to that.” She smiles. He leans in and kisses her softly. 

“It was definitely something.” Spencer says as he helps Y/N down from the counter, balancing her when she stumbles slightly under her weight. 

Spencer’s arm wraps around her waist. “It definitely was.” 

“Did you really think the night was going to end any differently?” He asks, repeating the words she had said to him right before everything changed.

Y/N smiled, shaking her head. “Nope. It was just what the doctor ordered.” 

[springday-aus]

Enemies to Lovers!AU with Xiaojun

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Group: NCT [+ WayV]

Member: Xiaojun / Xiao Dejun

Genre: fluff, comedy, romance 

Type: Bulletpoint AU 

Word Count: approx. 2.4k

so, you’re Xiaojun’s enemy (he thinks of it more of his number one attacker tho)

it wasn’t hard considering he’s always on fight or flight mode and considering his friend group….

fight mode is always activated

(ง’̀-‘́)ง

so it started when you became friends with Ten

the guy is so sociable, so you were bound to meet him and his other friends someday

but jesus christ, there were soooo many of them

it was a party; he threw a literal party of just him and his friends

and then there were others who turned it into a rave (i.e. Hendery, Yangyang, Chenle and Donghyuk)

anyways, you got to mingle and make so many new friends

it was going really well

until Xiaojun entered the picture

things went well with him too, until you made a joke that didn’t exactly land with him

but it landed well with the others

Lucas: “who in their right mind would like mint chocolate”

Xiaojun: “but I like mint chocolate”

You: “then you’re not in your right mind lmao”

YangYang: “I mean, is Xiaojun ever in his right mind tho”

everyone laughs

except for one person

Xiaojun stood up, staring you down for a hot second, before trying to argue back

in which YangYang was the main responder

you didn’t really think much of it, laughing away with the others

but, to him, you just declared war that day

it shouldn’t have bothered him as much as it did

but it did

so, from then on, things just got rockier

bc he started picking fights with you over the littlest things or he would argue with your points no matter what

you didn’t really think much of it bc he was also being picked on everyone else and you were like

every man for themselves huh

it wasn’t until he personally attacked you

it happened on Halloween

and he made an underhanded comment about how he’d look better in anything compared to you

so you made a “friendly” bet

but then you lost

bc Xiaojun looked better in the Jasmine costume than you and he def knew it too

and when he smirked at you

the grudge had been built

that’s probably when the mutual enemy status circulated around your friends

although, if they’re being honest, it’s so entertaining

especially since most of them like to gang up on Xiaojun too

and because of that unity, it’s only made things worse

from what the others can tell

you two don’t hate each other, but you def don’t get along

it ranges to food (e.g. mint chocolate chip incident that NO ONE lets go)

Lucas: “mint choco ain’t shit”

You: “retweet”

Xiaojun: “the attacks”

YangYang: “we cannot trust a man who eats bread with fucking lao gan ma”

You: “you eat what with bread?”

Xiaojun: “shut up. all of you.”

to activities

cue you two fighting about what movie to watch

Xiaojun: “Titanic is a classic!!!”

You: “it’s a joke, there was rOOM ON THE FUCKING DOOR”

Xiaojun: “IT’S ROMANTIC. HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF SO SHE CAN LIVE.”

You: “THAT’S NOT ROMANTIC. THAT’S SUICIDAL, DUMBASS.”

this feud is def bc you’re both petty as fuck

the bickering is nonstop

but, if the nct boys are being honest

they’re lowkey confused bc Xiaojun is supposed to have a really high emotional tolerance

he doesn’t even yell this much at YangYang or Ten

(excluding that one time he hit YangYang with that pillow very hard)

but he does blow off his top when it comes to you

which is sus to a lot of the boys

whenever someone does ask him tho

he just kind of……………

mumbles underneath his breath and then moves onto something else

meanwhile, Yuta: “isn’t he always like that?”

Kun: “who wants to tell him”

lmao, I’m kidding

kind of

anyways, you two are really just going at it

what changes?

you have to go to the dentist and get your molars removed

which means someone has to take you and go pick you up

obviously, Ten was going to do that, considering you two were the closest

so he dropped you off and you had your surgery

so what happened?

welp, your buddy Ten forgot he had a prior engagement and, hence, was unable to pick you up

cue him spamming the groupchat

and Lucas exposing Xiaojun

Lucas: Xiaojun isn’t doing anything Xiaojun: you don’t know that Lucas: I do tho, go pick up (Y/N) Ten: I’ll buy you anything from that green tea cafe you like for a week Xiaojun: deal.

so he came to pick you up, both willingly and unwillingly

and you……. you were more than a hot mess 

you were just a mess 

you basically were just blacked out that entire time after they gave you the laughing gas and completed the surgery

so you remembered absolutely nothing.

your roommate: “this is what you get for doing drugs”

You: “IT WAS PURELY FOR MEDICINAL USE”

You: “IT’S NOT LIKE I DID CRACK”

either way, your roommate let you know of the situation, taking note of how your enemy had to take you home

which

again

no recollection

your roommate: “he’s fucking hot tho”

You: “ugh, I know”

but that’s also when you decided

Ten is a dead man :)

Ten: “I’M SORRY”

You: “YOU BETTER FUCKING BE”

Ten: “I KNOW”

Ten: “............................................but………………………………….”

Ten: “maybeyoushouldalsothankhimfortakingcareofyou”

You: “sorry not sorry, I’m contemplating murder rn”

Hendery: “what do you call a murder against a friend?”

Kun: “don’t”

Ten:

You:

Hendery: “it’s a homie-cide”

You and Ten: “NOT NOW”

anyways

you knew he was right

so after you calmed down, you went to Xiaojun’s place (thanks to Ten), with some sweets to thank him

Lucas opened the door, let you in, and left to go to the gym with Sicheng

Xiaojun came out of his room, a couple of minutes after, disheveled from his nap

and when he saw you in his living room couch, his eyes widened, darting around to avoid looking at you

You: “hi”

Xiaojun: “hello”

You: “why do you look so scared? I’m not gonna jump you”

he stays quiet, the blush becoming more apparent on his cheeks

You: “Ten told me you took me home after my surgery, so…………………… thanks”

Xiaojun: “he bribed me with pastries”

You: yeah, sounds about right

You: “still”

You: “um, I didn’t know what you would like, so I brought some sweets you can just go through”

Xiaojun: “thanks”

it’s silent for another moment and you consider bolting out from the apartment, Wizards of Waverly Place, Harper-style: “see ya in p.e.!” kind of a thing

but he speaks up once more

Xiaojun: “are you feeling okay now?”

You: “uh, yeah, my jaw still kind of hurts”

You: “but I have meds they prescribed to me for the next month or so”

he decides to stop beating the bush: 

Xiaojun: “so do you remember what happened yesterday?”

You: “to be completely honest, no”

Xiaojun: “you… did a lot of things”

You: “what do you mean I did a lot of things”

Xiaojun: “you also said a lot of things too”

You: “..... are these things recorded?”

Xiaojun: “maybe”

Xiaojun: “some”

You: “dELETET HEM”

you actually considered tackling him, but deemed as too Yang-Yang-like

You: “what did I say”

Xiaojun: “I didn’t realize you thought I was handsome”

You: “wait what?”

Xiaojun: “you said, you had a crush on my ‘fine ass’”

You: “you know what? I think I’m gonna pull a Jack and commit suicide, goodbye”

Xiaojun: “ah, ah, ah, you said like, which is… present tense”

You: “semantics”

Xiaojun: “but did you like me at some point?”

You: “does it matter?”

Xiaojun: “yeah, it kind of does”

Xiaojun: “bc even tho we bicker, it’s, like, our thing”

Xiaojun: “plus, you’re kind of cute when you’re threatening to rip off my eyebrows”

You: “I did what?”

Xiaojun: “it’s no different from how you treat me now”

You: “I thought it’s because you don’t like me”

he just kind of shrugs, rubbing his neck rather sheepishly

Xiaojun: “you’ve seen my friends; arguing is our way of showing our affections”

You: “so, you’re saying this is your way of telling me you like me?”

Xiaojun: “I mean………“

Xiaojun: “are you saying you like me?”

You: “are you saying you like me?” 

*cue another argument about who likes who*

eventually, he found a way to shut you up

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

cut to Lucas and Sicheng coming back from the gym to you and Xiaojun making out on the couch

Lucas: “NASTY”

Sicheng: “what did we…. miss?”

Ten somewhere: I fucking called it.

anyways

you both decided to date that day

and you two still bicker an insane amount, which includes you nitpicking Xiaojun’s tastes to Xiaojun refusing to delete those videos of you under the laughing gas despite your threats

but, the only difference is, your arguments can end with a kiss

and it always freaks out the guys whenever you do

Donghyuk: “I’m too young to be seeing this monstrosity”

Mark: “ngl, this is nice for them—they’ve stopped arguing”

YangYang: “I weirdly prefer them arguing over them with those sappy eyes tho”

You: “we can hear you”

Chenle: “but when have we ever cared?”

You: “I’m gonna beat your ‘01 liner ass istg—”

Xiaojun: “calm”

oh, you know what’s fun about your relationship?

you two can’t agree on some stuff right?

so whenever you have to decide something, say a movie or dinner, you two just heads-or-tails it

(there’s also this cute app where you put your options on a wheel and let that decide—the amount of times you’ve used that on your dates…… anyways)

most of the time, on these dates, you seem more like an old married couple and it’s super cute

it’s bc you’re already used to your worse sides coming out—the really petty ones, the screaming ones, the ugly ones

ofc these aren’t from serious arguments that occur

(remember folks, it isn’t healthy for you and your partner to always be fighting)

but when serious arguments do occur, you both take time to sit down and talk face-to-face

it’s hard to get into actual arguments with him, especially since he really is understanding and tries to pay attention to the smaller details

Xiaojun: “I like learning more about you”

You: “you can’t just say that kind of shit to me”

like, yeah, he’ll debate with you all night about why he needs to read the words of his book out loud but, by the end of the day, you’ll lay your head in his lap and listen to his voice as you fall asleep

speaking of which, you love listening to him sing to you

he gets a bit embarrassed sometimes about it, but seeing you smile so brightly at him makes him forget about it

because even tho you two bicker about little things, in the end, it just makes you two laugh at one another and how ridiculous you’re being

I almost forgot, so Ten thinks of him pairing you two off right?

so, whenever he does something annoying to either of you, he’ll constantly bring it up

Ten: “I guess this is how you two treat me, your personal cupid—”

Xiaojun: “yes, yes, we are grateful for you”

You: “but it would be nice if you would stop making those annoying sounds”

Ten: “what annoying sounds?”

YangYang: “that’s just you talking”

okay, no, but yeah—the nct boys are glad this rivalry is over because it was really just…. stupid to the core

but also bc you two look super sweet together and seeing you two making each other happy rather than annoyed is adorable

but just bc you two got together doesn’t mean the pettiness isn’t still there

You: “what type of freak sleeps with their eyes opened?”

Xiaojun: “I’m sleeping next to you, of course I need to keep both eyes open”

You: “RUDE”

Xiaojun: “and yet here we are”

You: “son of a bitch”

Xiaojun: “YOUR son of a bitch”

You: “eh, I’ll take it” 

[thadelightfulone]

All I Want... 25 Days of Christmas Challenge, Day 20

December 19th - Part 2

It was a beautiful day at the Christmas Festival. It was held in a closed off chunk of downtown. Every year, with all the fun and activities, it kept growing bigger and bigger. 

What started as a group of seven changed as they made their way around the festival grounds. The boys found their friends and drifted away. 

Jasmine, Serena and DeeDee led the charge while Marquis and Erik just followed. They had just finished decorating ornaments and putting them on one of the Christmas trees. There was still time before the big tree in the Center was lit, so they decided to go on a few rides. They headed down Main street and walked toward the Ferris Wheel.

“So, peppermint hot chocolate anyone?” Serena bumped DeeDee’s shoulder. “Who wants some?”

“Uh sure, I could go for some.” DeeDee said. 

“Can I get a coffee instead?” Erik asked, “And maybe some cookies.” 

“Yeah, we’ll go get it.” Serena grabbed DeeDee. “Ya’ll go get in line.”

“Here baby,” Marquis folded some money into Serena’s other hand. “We’ll take Jazzie.”  

“Thank you dear.” 

Jasmine reached out for Erik and DeeDee, who was holding her, handed her over. He lightly squeezed DeeDee’s hand before lifting Jasmine out of her arms.

“We’ll be back.” She mumbled as Serena dragged her away.

---

DeeDee walked quietly beside Serena. They approached the hot chocolate stand and waited in line. 

“Breathe girl, it’s not that serious.” Serena tapped her arm with the money.

“I don’t know what you are gonna ask and it’s making me nervous.”

“Fine. I want to know about your connection to Dr. Stevens. Whatever you want to share. Take your time.” 

“I like him.” DeeDee blurted out.

“Yeah, that’s a given. You are just as smiley around him as Jazzie is.”

“Reena, how did you know you were in love with Marquis?”

Serena stared at her, “Wow, I was not expecting that.” They got up to the front. “Hold that thought.” 

Serena placed the order and linked DeeDee’s arms with hers. They moved to the side and waited for their names to be called. 

“Love, huh?”

“I think so. Maybe. I don’t know.” DeeDee sighed. “I mean you know him. Can you blame me?” 

“I do know him but clearly not in the way you do.” Serena tugged on DeeDee’s arm, “What do you think about him?”

“Do you know how I found him?”

“You mean how you told Quis that you found one of his articles while doing some last minute research for your dissertation?” 

DeeDee nodded and laughed.

“Or the real one, where you found his note about the kind of love he wanted in life?” Serena smiled at DeeDee’s shocked expression.

“He told Marquis about that?”

“Yeah, he did, eventually.”

“So, then Marquis knew about me and him talking and stuff?”

“Yeah, but not before he gave you his book.” Serena shook her head, “Men.”

Their order was called and they walked over to the toppings table. 

While DeeDee added crushed candy canes to her and Jazzie’s hot chocolate, Serena popped the top to Erik’s coffee. 

“Oh, you can put that back on. He likes it black.”

“Does he now?” Serena put the top back on it and sat it down in front of DeeDee, “The Erik I knew drowned his coffee in sugar.”

“That’s what the cookies are for.” DeeDee put the top back on her drink and took a sip, “I mean, I guess.”

“Nah, say it with your chest.” Serena bumped her, “You know how your man likes his drink.”

“He’s not my man.” 

“Yet.” 

They grabbed all the drinks and the bag of cookies, then made their way to the Ferris Wheel. 

“Look, you asked how I knew Marquis was it for me. It was the way he made me feel. He became my best friend and supported me in everything. There was never a moment where I had to question his feelings for me. He showed me and made sure I knew it. So, when I fell, I never once looked back.”

Serena stopped DeeDee short of where the others waited for them.

“Do not fight your feelings, DeeDee. If you feel strongly for him. You should let him know. He’ll tell you he feels the same way or let you go, so you can find someone who deserves it.”

“I’m afraid, Serena. I’ve never felt this way before.” 

“And I bet you can tell him that, too.” 

Marquis walked over to them, “Let me help with that.” He took a drink and the cookies from them.

“Thanks Marquis.”

“No problem.” He held his arm out for Serena to latch onto.

“You’ll find your way hun.” She linked her arm with Marquis’. 

DeeDee followed behind them as Marquis led them to the line.

“Quis, this isn’t for the Ferris Wheel.” Serena spoke up.

“Yeah, Jazzie saw that they were doing boat rides and wanted to go on one instead.”

They both looked at him.

“You know her Godfather couldn’t say no to his princess.” He mocked.

All three laughed as they approached Erik and Jazzie in line.

---

“Did you add the candy canes?” Jasmine took the cup offered from DeeDee.

“Of course, it wouldn’t be our peppermint hot chocolate without them.”

“Thank you.” 

“You’re welcome dear.” 

Jasmine walked up towards her parents. 

DeeDee handed Erik his coffee. “Here you go, Uncle E.”

“Thank you, Miss DeeDee.” He took a sip, “Black. How did you know?”

“I pay attention.” She took a sip of her hot chocolate.

“To the little things.” He looked at her, “I like that.” 

“Do you want a cookie, Uncle E?” Jasmine turned around with the bag in her hands.

“Yes, please. Do you have any snickerdoodles in there?” 

“I think so.” She looked at DeeDee, “Is there?”

“Yes, there should be a few. Let’s find them for him.” 

Jasmine rolled down the paper bag and DeeDee pointed at a couple on the top. 

“How many did you want?”

“Can I get 3?”

Jasmine took a napkin and picked up the cookies, “Here you go.” She looked at DeeDee. “You want one?”    

“No, thank you sweetheart.”

--- 

They got on the boat. Serena and Marquis on one side and Jasmine, DeeDee and Erik facing them from the other end. Jasmine wanted to be close to Erik, so she sat in between them.

5 minutes riding up the lake along the swampbed, and Jasmine was out. She leaned up against Erik who moved her head to his lap and DeeDee raised her legs to lie across her own. 

“I hate that they make it look so natural.” Serena loudly whispered to Marquis.

“Right, like it was a no-brainer to lay her completely flat instead of up against him.”

“Stop that.” Erik spoke up.

“What? We’re just making an observation.” Marquis said.

 “Exactly. It took us 3 kids to do what you two just naturally did.” Serena huffed.

“Anything you want to tell us. Either of you?”

“Yeah, you got some kids we don’t know about?” Marquis and Serena started to laugh. 

“Will you two just enjoy the ride?”

“Yeah, you wouldn’t be making this much noise if she was awake.” DeeDee whispered across to them.

“Sure, we would.” They said in unison.

Erik looked over at DeeDee. “Are you having fun?”

“I am. It’s nice to have someone to share Jazzie duties with. She can be quite the handful.” DeeDee gently rubbed her back as the boat picked up speed. 

“No problem. I definitely don’t get to see her like I should.”

“Oh, when was the last time you saw her?”

“She was two and they came to visit me in Cali.”

“Ahhh, so this visit was long overdue then?”

Erik grabbed DeeDee’s hand, “Do not try to downplay things, DeeDee.”

DeeDee just sighed. 

“I think I would have met you this week, all things considered.”

“How do you figure that?” DeeDee looked at Erik. 

“Clearly, I have a relationship with multiple people in your life.” He stroked his finger across the palm of her hand. “Marquis and his family, the chemistry faculty and your great-grandmother.”

“I guess, you have a point. Those are three of the most important parts of my life right now.”

“Besides, we share a goddaughter.” He lifted her hand to his lips, “It’s like we already have a child together.” 

DeeDee exploded with giggles and immediately covered her mouth, so as not to wake up Jazzie. The little girl didn’t budge after the outburst but all the adults broke into laughter.

“I take back everything I said.” Serena looked at DeeDee. “I had such high hopes for you.”

DeeDee shook her head, “I blame him.” She poked Erik in the chest.

“I didn’t do anything.” He tried to appear shocked and appalled.

“E, what did you just tell her?” Marquis asked.

“I may have said something about us basically having a child together.” He reached back over for DeeDee’s hand. 

“Oh, that’s real classy Erik. No wonder she laughed at you.” Serena slapped Marquis who started laughing again.

“Oh, it landed as it should. I have no doubt about that.” He kissed her hand again.

DeeDee shivered as she watched his eyes smolder. 

---

When they got off the boat, Erik carried Jasmine on his right side and held DeeDee’s left hand. 

The boys were waiting for all of them at the exit ramp. They texted Marquis and Serena while they were still on the water. 

They headed over to where the big Christmas tree lighting was. Jasmine stayed asleep the whole time, clinging to Erik as he held her. 

The group was leaving the festival when DeeDee remembered that she hadn’t taken many pictures with her camera.

She asked Serena to take some random shots, and she was all too happy to take a picture of the Godfamily as well. 

“You have a beautiful family, man.” A passerby clapped Erik on the back while they set up for the picture. 

Erik squeezed DeeDee’s hand when she looked away. He released it and brought her into his side. 

Serena took the picture along with a few more of their interactions on the way back to the cars. 

---

Erik helped DeeDee out of the car and went to get Jasmine out of her carseat. He gave her a kiss on the forehead before he handed her over to Marquis. 

They said their goodbyes outside and then it was just Erik and DeeDee outside. He learned on the passenger side of his rental and DeeDee stood next to her driver’s side door.

“Did you have fun today?” DeeDee asked him. 

“Yeah, it’s been a while since I have attended one of those. I didn’t realize how much I missed it.”

“I bet it is much bigger than you remember.”

“It is, I never would have imagined boats as part of it, but that was a nice addition this year.” 

“Yeah, I liked it.” She stepped closer to him. “Erik, what are you doing for Christmas since you’ll be here?”

“I haven’t made any plans yet. Why?”

“Would you like to spend it with me and my family?”

Erik stood up and reached for her hands, “I would love that.”

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[jcmorrigan]

I saw the tag- I am gonna ask you about the crossover universe- (omg I’m literally gushing about this)

OH, IT IS TIME!

 So you can find a lot of this on the “What is the WHAM ARMY?” page on my blog – I’ll try to remember to link it; I’m drafting this in a word processor first so I don’t use it. Essentially, this is the universe I’ve created for my fanfic “Taking Back the Crown,” which is about…basically my favorite villains all moving into the same house and trying to take over the multiverse. And then it got lore. And more lore. Because I cannot write anything normal. The fic is nearing its 150th chapter and I’m nowhere NEAR exhausted of all the ideas I want to put in it – it’s just my big playground for hyperfixation fun. Anyway, here’s a rundown of the major points of it!

 THE CAST

 The main characters are the eight villains who are the founders of the WHAM ARMY. The faction name is an acronym of their first initials. They’re my ultrafaves, the villains I always get fluttery heart for, and probably the biggest collection of losers you can imagine. I’ll put them in order of the acronym and give you some background on how each entered the team.

Wuya (Xiaolin Showdown) – So the connecting factor between these people is that Mozenrath (his name is a few slots down) is their team leader and the one who decided to build a team in the first place. Wuya was recruited when Mozenrath found her puzzle box in an ancient vault. This is set post-series for XS (and Chronicles is not at all canon), so what had happened is in the big Showdown right after Raimundo was named team leader officially in the finale, the Xiaolin Monks won ALL the Shen Gong Wu to their side and stuffed Wuya in the box. So Mozenrath found her and let her out so they could be pals. A magic potion let her regain human form fairly early on, and her power isn’t even nerfed either the way Chase Young would’ve done.

Huntsman (American Dragon: Jake Long) – ADJL is also post-series in this timeline. Mozenrath has the power to resurrect people from the dead at will because he’s memorized an ancient and incredibly complex ritual that he can execute mentally (note that this means you can remove this ability from him by tampering with his memories). The Huntsman was resurrected so as to show Mozenrath around the old Huntsclan vault (which is where they found Wuya’s puzzle box). No other Huntsclan member survived the purge except Rose (and 88 and 89, but they don’t count and aren’t in this story), so the Huntsman is starting from square one.

Ayam Aghoul (Aladdin: The Animated Series): Basically just got sick of losing. He’d teamed up with a few other rando Aladdin rogues to try and pick a fight with Maleficent, and she sent him packing. So he ended up finding one of the few residents of the Seven Deserts who was powerful enough to match him AND had a similar grudge against Maleficent.

Mozenrath (Aladdin: The Animated Series): The man of the hour and the creator of the entire team. He starts the fic by crashing Maleficent’s KH Disney Villain alliance and trying to add himself to it, but…ends up being such a disrespectful nuisance that Hades just drags him straight down to the Underworld. That moment inspired him to get his OWN band of friends and start making a name for himself.

Archibald Snatcher (The Boxtrolls): Met Mozenrath in the Underworld after his death in film canon. Annoyed Hades one too many times by claiming that he wasn’t actually supposed to die, seeing as he isn’t allergic to dairy (he is), so Hades threw him in the same cell as Mozenrath and…

Roman Torchwick (RWBY): I started writing this fic in 2016, immediately post-V3, so it’s canon-divergent after the last episode of V3 (but I got all the later-game characters to show up eventually). Which means Roman is ALSO dead at the start of this fic. He ALSO comes storming up to Hades insisting he’s not even supposed to be dead. At the same time as Snatcher is already pestering him. Which is how Mozenrath, Snatcher, and Roman end up in the same jail cell in Tartarus and get the idea that maybe they should break back into the world of the living and try to build something BETTER than what any of the three had beforehand.

Mad Madam Mim (The Sword in the Stone): Mozenrath, immediately after breaking out of the Underworld, attempted to take over Arthur’s kingdom by just walking in and throwing magic around. It backfired horribly when Merlin showed up. But then Mim showed up to counter Merlin and realized that maybe she had a potential friend here who was as blackhearted as she.

Yzma (The Emperor’s New Groove): Post-TENG, no KNG or TENS (but I reference things from TENS every now and again). Merlin turned Mozenrath into a rat, so Mim brought him to Yzma’s Secret Lab to change him back. There, they found Yzma as a cat, and she so desperately wanted out of her living situation that she added herself to the team. She was also restored to human form shortly thereafter.

 There is a potential ninth member of the core in the form of Vexen (Kingdom Hearts). KH is canon-divergent after DDD and basically ignores almost every game that comes out after Fragmentary Passage. Vexen, as Even, was trying to integrate into life as a hero in Radiant Garden, except everyone annoyed him way too much, so he decided to go be with people that would give right back any insults he dished out. And then realized he was much happier being on the evil team and doing mad science with no ethics. However, he will not be promoted to the upper ranks because 1. it would spoil the acronym and 2. he is unanimously agreed-upon to be the biggest wet blanket of the group and nobody wants him at the founder parties.

(Imagine my disbelief when the actual canon arc for Vexen was THE REVERSE ONE IN WHICH HE JUST DECIDES TO GO LIVE AT RADIANT GARDEN AND NOT BE ANNOYED BY ANYTHING and that’s why JC doesn’t like Kingdom Hearts III)

 Anyway, this crew is a bunch of silly friends who enjoy partying, singing, dancing, drag, indulging in vices, causing mayhem, taking over cities, arranging for mass murder, piecing together smear campaigns…but they’re all pretty much ride or die for each other. And that goes double for the ships of the set: Mozenrath/Huntsman, Mim/Aghoul, Wuya/Yzma, and my favorite ship to end all favorites, Roman/Snatcher (RedHatBlackHat is the ship name).

From there, you have a B-Squad of, like, seventy other people based on my faves. Nonnie, I know you saw this because of Vincent Edgeworth, Victor Blake, and Albert Krueger, and they are three of COUNTLESS examples. It’s a found crime family that keeps getting bigger as I get more fave villains and there’s hardly a rhyme or a reason. Currently, they live in a floating fortress designed when they stole Terra Cyclonia (Storm Hawks) and hefted it out into the aether between worlds with crystal technology.

 They have a rival hero faction in the form of the Cinnamons: a gathering of people who they’ve wronged who turned out to make pretty good friends themselves. While the WHAM ARMY are the villain-protag team that you feel slightly bad loving the escapades of, the Cinnamons are the rainbows, fluff, sunshine, (secret crippling depression and anxiety), and pep-talkers of the multiverse. They’re the deuteragonist team as opposed to the “villains” of the story. They also have eight “leaders,” but they were picked up a little less quickly than the WHAM ARMY founders, instead coming together over the span of a much longer quest. These people are:

Sora (Kingdom Hearts): Heart of the team and the person who pulled them all together, because Sora loves everyone. He, Riku, and Kairi witnessed the WHAM ARMY wreaking destruction on both Radiant Garden and Disney Castle, and Sora decided no one gets to treat his homes-away-from-home like that and get away with it! Between Mozenrath and the still-looming threats of Maleficent and Xehanort, he’s now collecting pals from all worlds to fight against evil and do as much good as they can do! (While having sleepovers.)

Ruby Rose (RWBY): Before she, Nora, Ren, and Jaune could get into Mistral, Sora interrupted them on their path and directed them right back around to Vale with the news that Roman Torchwick was back in action. After an incident involving the Destiny Trio and Team RNJR having to team up and actually kill the massive Grimm unleashed in the V3 endgame, they all headed out to Radiant Garden together to continue their mission.

Papyrus (Undertale): Sora found him while exploring worlds and they clicked immediately as pals. Then the WHAM ARMY, who was living in Mt. Ebott at the time, sparked an anti-monster racist sentiment through the town, and Papyrus was advised to leave the world for his own safety, so he went traveling with Sora.

Stork (Storm Hawks): Maleficent, who is also an active player in this game, made a power play by destroying the Condor with the entire Storm Hawks team onboard while they were on the Far Side of Atmos (post-series). Stork, believing himself to be the only survivor, attempted to take his own life – only for Sora to show up just in time and offer him something better: hope that his friends survived, and new friends to tag along with until they could prove either way.

Jasmine (Aladdin): The Cinnamons came looking to Agrabah for more information on Mozenrath. When Jasmine heard he was causing chaos, she decided to get personally involved.

Katara (Avatar: The Last Airbender): Post-ATLA, no LoK. Sora made a trip to the Fire Nation to see if he could head off the WHAM ARMY’s latest scheme, and ran into the Gaang along the way. After helping Katara, Aang, and Zuko protect the Fire Nation from a very near miss, Sora invited them to come travel with him. Only Katara accepted at first, the other two wanting to clean things up on their homeworld.

Kazuichi Soda (DanganRonpa): Post-SDR2, no DR3. Xehanort requested Izuru Kamukura be used as a vessel, and Kazuichi went in Izuru/Hajime’s place so his buddy didn’t have to. But the first chance he got, Kazuichi turned and ran from the Castle That Never Was…where Sora had just crash-landed. Kazuichi patched up Sora’s ship, and immediately became part of his crew. (Worth noting: in this AU, the Remnants of Despair were never brainwashed and were completely aware of what they were doing. Kazuichi is basically a redemption story, trying to be a better person to make up for the hell he caused. Also, while on the Despair side, he’d hacked off his leg to sew Junko’s in its place, disabling himself – that leg goes through an arc regarding what prosthesis is in its place.)

Rapunzel (Tangled): After the Vardaros arc of S2 of Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure. Rapunzel was targeted by the WHAM ARMY because she was essentially a living MacGuffin for one of their spells. Sora showed up, and Rapunzel decided to go along with him for safety AND fun, leaving Cassandra to continue the pilgrimage to the Dark Kingdom. (Wrote this before KHIII was out. And before the Evil Cass twist.)

 And just like the WHAM ARMY, these folks have a huge B-squad that lives in the Radiant Garden castle and helps them deal with the various tragedies they have to clean up after. Riku, Kairi, and Jaune Arc in particular get a decent amount of stage time.

 As you can see, Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty/Kingdom Hearts) and her forces are another big set of chess pieces on the board! After she sent Mozenrath to gay baby jail and it didn’t stick, she’s been trying to continue plans for domination as usual but ALSO wipe the WHAM ARMY off the face of the multiverse. She, Jafar (Aladdin), Ursula (The Little Mermaid), and Hades (Hercules) all came straight here from KH. But I’m working to model that team’s inner circle on the team in “Quite a Glittering Assemblage,” the sister fic by gavillain (it’s basically this premise but Maleficent gets a team to start instead, but similarities end there, his is a whole different, fresh, and fun flavor). I’ve just gotten all these characters intro’d instory, but the other biggies are Loki (Marvel – I based him in the Cinematic Universe but he’s kind of just an amalgamation of Lokis), Dr. Doom (Marvel), Captain Hook (Once Upon a Time), Russell Edgington (True Blood), and Fish Mooney (Gotham). Currently, they operate out of the Forbidden Mountain in the Enchanted Dominion.

 There’s also a very new addition as of the 140’s chapters: the Heathens. This is a squad of villains with moral lines in the sand (and some antiheroes or corrupted heroes). Basically, these aren’t your killers for fun. These are the people who steal candy from the gas station and think they’re slick, but the point is they’re enjoying themselves so just let it happen. The four founders of this one are Harley Quinn (DC – based on The Batman but an amalgamation of Harleys that leans sympathetic), Yang Xiao Long (RWBY), Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased), and Velvet Crowe (Tales of Berseria). Currently, they operate out of the old mansion in Twilight Town.

 The Xehanorts are here, and that team is largely who you think it is – though I stripped away Vexen, Demyx, Marluxia, Larxene, and Luxord in order to replace them ALL with Xaldin. More crossover shenanigans to come on this front. This team isn’t very active – they’re waiting for the Keyblade War – but they’re operating out of the World That Never Was.

 There’s also another side villain faction: the Morbians, led by Mirage (Aladdin: The Animated Series). These are the demons of fear, the stuff that lurks in your nightmares, and…the villains I really like but who I don’t quite think fit in with the WHAM ARMY or any other more prominent group. But to give you an idea of what the flavor of this team is, she’s recruited not one but TWO Boogeymen – Pitch Black (Rise of the Guardians) and Oogie Boogie (The Nightmare Before Christmas).

 There will be more villain factions to come, and I kind of want to splinter the Cinnamons to multiple bases as well. Obviously it’s easier to split villains up because they’re fun to write at war with each other – when I have hero teams come up against each other, usually they end up becoming best buddies instead of fighting, and that’s how I like it, but that’s why there’s just ONE BIG HERO TEAM as opposed to the many villain squads rattling around.

 THE SETTING

 So as you have probably gleaned, the multiverse setup is largely based on Kingdom Hearts, which is one of my favorite things (in the KH1 through Fragmentary Passage era anyway). There are many worlds that can be visited either by Gummi Ship or Corridor of Darkness. Basically any evil-aligned sorcerer can use Corridors in this ‘verse – they’ve opened their souls to Darkness and have magic, so they can do so.

 The implication is that every world represents a separate “story” or part of one. As in if it’s a work of fiction HERE, it’s a world THERE. Some characters are actually savvy enough to know they’re fictional (e.g. Megavolt from Darkwing Duck, Xayide from The Neverending Story). Most of them aren’t built to handle the news, though, and just shrug it off if told. (No, really, the cosmic order prevents them from taking that news seriously if they’re not from something that regularly leans on the fourth wall anyway.)

 But sometimes, things get AU’d in without their full worlds. I was inspired by how Final Fantasy is treated in canon KH, and once I started bringing in more FF stuff by the same method, I felt motivated to do that with MORE fandoms if I felt the characters could be divorced from their settings and histories easily. I’ve done it for most Disney Channel non-animated properties as well as Satellite City (ain’t that the worst combo you’ve ever looked at). I’m planning to do it for Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn because I’m coming up on a location I want to delve into the civilization of but don’t have many canon characters for, so guess what, you get the FE cast now.

 Major worlds or relevant locations in play are the Cyclonian warship, Radiant Garden, Twilight Town, and occasionally the Enchanted Dominion, but we move from plotline to plotline with journeys to many, many, MANY worlds of things I want to play with the settings and casts of. Also, the Cyclonian warship is about to get replaced with another WHAM ARMY base; we’ll get there.

 THE STORY

 For the first major “book” of TBTC, the WHAM ARMY has found a spell that they think will let them conquer the entire multiverse by giving them control over Kingdom Hearts itself. All they have do to is collect a bunch of MacGuffins that correspond to twelve elements: fire, water, earth, air, light, darkness, life, death, time, space, entropy, and aether. In order to do this, they visit the worlds of KH, RWBY, Avatar, Storm Hawks, Okami, Undertale, Wakfu, The Legend of Zelda, The Neverending Story, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, and many many more. The Cinnamons catch wind of what they’re doing and start assembling. Meanwhile Maleficent is on the hunt for the Book of Prophecies and starts hiring villains on her team as well. After many madcap adventures and some devastating tragedies near endgame, the Cinnamons accidentally put the Book of Prophecies in Maleficent’s hands at the same time that Maleficent finally captures Mozenrath and gets him under heel. The WHAM ARMY and Cinnamons both launch attacks on Maleficent’s forces, and each walks away with what they came for. This is also the part where we slowburn up to the four major WHAM ARMY ships and many Cinnamon ships. In the end, the WHAM ARMY actually gets all the ingredients for their spell, but what they don’t know is it will actually cause the DESTRUCTION of the worlds. So an outside force intervenes (Discord from MLPFIM, who later joins the WHAM ARMY because he wants friends who actually appreciate him as a villain and won’t make him change) to stop them, and the next thing they know, they’re starting from square one.

 We’re now in the second “book” of this story. The Cinnamons are gathering up all lost friends – the rest of Team RWBY, the Gaang, the Storm Hawks (who did in fact survive the explosion), the lost KH characters. The WHAM ARMY, on the other hand, is gathering up more villains to bolster their forces for a new evil plan: to conquer the worlds one by one, starting with Atlantis (Disney’s Atlantis: The Lost Empire) and using portals to link to other territories of interest. While the WHAM ARMY is essentially working through a to-do list of what they need before they can launch such a massive invasion, the Cinnamons are finding strength in numbers because the writing’s on the wall that between Mozenrath, Maleficent, Mirage, and Xehanort, things are going to get worse before they get better, and as evil builds, good will need to rise to protect the innocent. As for Maleficent, she’s no longer able to chase the Book of Prophecies, and so, because she’s got Hades, Loki, and Salem (RWBY) there and they’re all like “Even though we’re pretty godlike, we are not that happy with how the gods we knew have run things,” Maleficent’s new goal is to slaughter the gods of all pantheons (minus those in her care) and replace them with her allies.

 Anyway, as I had said in the post you saw, Anon – I basically take everything fictional I love and shove it into this AU for daydreams because it lets me imagine my faves having CROSSOVER INTERACTIONS and doing cool epic stuff on a multi-world scale. (But as much as I’ve talked up the epic aspect, a lot of it is just…like…people fucking around and hosting karaoke nights.) Anyway, I hope this gave you a good sense of the madness, and I hope it serves as a reminder to everyone that they can and should just. Make a daydream and/or fanfic universe that’s indulgent as hell. Just do it.

[cottage-babe]

Burning Scars part VIIS

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figured id drop this real quick before the next chapter!! Its really short and not that important so its not really a real chapter ig

also! new update schedule is on sundays <3

Summary: Y/n, a werewolf from a hidden village, comes across Zuko and Iroh after being exiled. How has fate intertwined the wolf into the avatar’s destiny?

*****This chapter takes place on Season 2 Episode 13*****

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Groggily, Y/n sat up and yawned.

The sun was blinding; they all should’ve slept in the covers of the ferry, not right next to the railing and fully susceptible to the elements. She rubbed the palms of her hands over her eyes to remove some of her sleep, but all it did was further the blur of her vision. The werewolf had to owlishly blink until her sight cleared. 

When it did, the view didn’t disappoint. 

There was a large wall stretching farther than her eyes could see. It was still a bit away, but the impressiveness had her awestruck. She looked around at her friends and saw that her travel buddies, along with her new acquaintances the Freedom Fighters, were still sleeping peacefully in their bedrolls. Y/n figured that it was the rocking of the waves that woke her and stood. 

Actually, now that she was taking account of everyone again, she noticed that one person was missing from the group. Standing at the very front of the boat, the werewolf could see the familiar figure of Zuko, standing with his back facing her. 

It was very cool that morning. It must’ve been due to the sun barely rising or the slight sprays of the water around them. Either way, it relaxed her in a way that she never truly felt on land; it almost made her nod off again. Despite all this, she pushed through her drowsiness and made her way over to Zuko.

The golden light from the sun made his hair shine brightly. The boy’s posture was relaxed as well, it seemed like she wasn’t the only one falling for the morning’s charm. He was leaned over the rails and rested gently on his forearms.

“Hey,” Y/n yawned as a greeting as she finally reached him.

Trust her, it was such a nice morning and she wasn’t all there. That was completely, 100%, the only reason why when she paused at his side, her head found itself leaned on his shoulder, eyes closed. He had tensed up at first, but once he realized who it was, relaxed once again. 

“Why are you awake?” Zuko asked.

She shrugged her shoulders, sleep almost overcoming her before he spoke. 

“I don’t know, but it’s way too early.”

Y/n looked up at the boy and found that he was already looking at her. His eyes were almost as breathtaking as the Wall that they were heading toward. The sunrise seemed to hit his iris’s perfectly, making the auburn color seem more accentuated. If she thought that they were pretty before, now couldn’t even be described. 

Unfortunately, the memories of what happened last time she was in this position flooded back to her. She cleared her throat and removed her head, replicating his position on the barrier. The werewolf missed the disappointed look that he gave her. 

“So, why are you up?” 

Zuko nodded his head toward the large wall that Y/n had seen when she woke up. “I wanted to see the Wall while I still had the chance,” at her confused look, the boy continued. “That’s the outer wall of Ba Sing Se. I’m sure once everyone wakes up they’ll be crowding to see it.”

Y/n remembered what Jet had said the night before, about wanting to set his eyes on the wall. This must’ve been what he meant. She had to remind herself that this was a monumental moment for a lot of people.

“Do you think it’ll be good here? Like the people and stuff?” She asked.

The boy’s face scrunched up in disgust. “Probably not, the only people that come here are filthy refugees. It’s not like we’ll be here long anyways; we’re just waiting for everything to calm down and pass.”

“Right... and then you guys will go back to your ‘castle’ or whatever.” She whispered solemnly. 

“Well, yeah, that’s the plan.” Zuko snorted. 

People had started to crowd around the edges of the boat; it seemed like more passengers were waking up. She looked back to her group and found that Iroh and the Freedom Fighters had risen as well. She stated that fact to the boy next to her. 

“We should head back anyways.” He offered. 

Y/n shook her head. “You go ahead, I want to take one last look.”

Zuko went back to the group and left her to her thoughts. 

Some part of her knew that this was going to happen. Their partnership was just that, a partnership. Zuko let her join their trip because he thought that she could help them; not because he cared. And once he does whatever his father wants him to, he’ll go running back home with his uncle. She was never part of that equation. 

She scolded herself after thinking this, but she wished that she was more permanent in the duo’s life. She would probably still keep in touch with Iroh after they left, but with Zuko? Not so much.

And what was she going to do after then? Stay here in Ba Sing Se? 

Y/n decided that she was just going to cross that bridge when she gets there. Worrying was just going to stress her out. 

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After that inner battle, she had gone back to the group and helped them pack up. Just as they finished, the ferry had landed on shore and the workers were directing them off. They had to walk a bit, but eventually they made their way to a train station that would bring them into the walls of the city. 

First, however, they had to get their passports checked one last time before they could hop on the train. They waited in the line for what felt like hours until finally, they were up next.

“So... Mr. Lee, Ms. Y/n, and Mr... Mushy, is it?” The ticket woman asked with a suspicious look on her face as her eyes scanned their passports. In response, they all smiled at her politely. 

Iroh, however, just had to correct her. “It’s pronounced Mushi.”

The woman fumed. Her nostrils flared and her eyes turned to slits. 

“You telling me how to do my job?”

Iroh visibly panicked. He quickly made his way up to her desk. “Uh, no, no.” He cleared his throat. “But may I just say: you're like a flower in bloom. Your beauty is intoxicating.”

Y/n let out a laugh, but disguised it as a cough when the ticket woman glared at her. The werewolf looked off to the side and saw that Zuko had a repulsed look on his face. 

“You're pretty easy on the eyes yourself, handsome.” The woman winked at Iroh and let out a purr. Then, she stamped three tickets and handed them to the old man. “Welcome to Ba Sing Se!”

Iroh smiled at her and turned around, looking at the teens with a proud look on his face. Zuko, instead, snatched his ticket out of his uncle’s hand and stormed off, muttering how he never wanted to see that again.

‘Mushi’ handed Y/n her ticket as they followed his nephew. 

“You know, I didn’t know you had that in you.” She smirked and bumped shoulders with him. 

He held himself up and puffed out his chest. “I used to be quite the lady’s man when I was your age.”

They laughed together and caught up with Zuko. The boy was still a little upset about what he had seen, but was otherwise in a pretty good mood. 

The trio had to wait a couple minutes for the train to come; the teens sitting on both sides of Iroh. They sat in silence, with Y/n starting up her people-watching hobby again. She looked over to her left and saw Jet walk up to them once again.

“So,” He started, “you guys got plans once you're inside the city?”

Y/n was going to answer him, saying something about how she was dying to eat some food, when a screaming man passed by them with a cart. 

“Get your hot tea here! Finest tea in Ba Sing Se!” The man yelled. 

Iroh waved his hand excitedly at the cart. “Ooh! Jasmine, please!”

The tea man brought his cart over and poured his drink into Iroh’s and, after asking, Y/n’s leaf cups. The uncle paid for their drinks and smelled it happily. Y/n took the first sip, but swallowed it quickly with an ‘ew.’ Iroh looked at her curiously, then took a sip from his. 

“Ugh!” He spit it out dramatically. “Coldest tea in Ba Sing Se is more like it! What a disgrace!”

“I know right.” The werewolf replied with a scrunched up face. 

While they insulted their cups of tea, Jet and Zuko left to go talk privately. It’s probably because of how loud they were being. 

“Can’t you just like,” She made movements with her free hand. “Heat this up?”

Iroh looked at her like she made the greatest epiphany. “You’re right!” 

Y/n couldn’t see any flames emitting from his palms, but soon enough, steam began to slither out the top of the cup. 

The girl’s eyes widened in excitement. “Do mine!”

They switched cups and she watched as the same procedure occurred to her tea. He handed it to her and they both took a sip happily. Zuko came back, but they weren’t really concerned with what he left to talk about. 

Suddenly, though, Zuko’s hand stuck out and slapped the cup out of his uncle’s hands. Iroh’s arm, not being prepared for the movements, flew back and hit Y/n’s cup as well. Two cups laid on the floor, their contents spread around them. 

“Hey!” Iroh and Y/n yelled out at the same time. 

Angrily, Zuko looked at them and whispered. “What are you doing firebending your tea? For a wise, old man, that was a pretty stupid move!”

Y/n almost went off on the boy, but, after seeing the calm and mournful expression on Iroh’s face, calmed herself down as to not get into another argument. 

“I know you’re not supposed to cry over spilled tea, but it’s just so sad.” The uncle sniffled with his eyes trained on the floor. 

She almost felt bad for him, but decided not to bud into their family drama. Instead, she expressed her confusion on Zuko’s phrases. 

“What’s so wrong with firebending, huh?” She huffed and crossed her arms. 

Y/n didn’t really mean anything by her question, she kind of asked it jokingly, but Zuko scoffed and rolled his eyes. Was there really something wrong with it?

She looked out at Iroh questioningly, but he just smiled and waved his hand to dismiss her. Maybe it’s a prince thing? I really don’t know. 

Before she could question it further, the train came down the railways, but it was being pushed by... people? Were they earthbenders?

Could I learn to do that? 

Zuko ushered the two of them up and over to an empty part of the train. They entered it and took a seat, Y/n in the middle of them. 

“What a handsome baby,” Iroh smiled at the family next to him. Y/n bent to look at the baby and awed at the sight. This was the first human baby she’s seen!

Suddenly, they started moving and Y/n looked around as they were surrounded in darkness. She almost panicked, but after seeing that no one else was scared, she calmed down. 

Then, light burst through the windows. 

The werewolf’s eyes widened as she took in the sight around her. There were blocks of plants racing past them, possibly farming areas. Everything was just so spacious, the only time she had seen something so empty was in the Wu Shong Desert, the only difference here being the lush greenery. She stood up from her seat and turned to look out the window behind her.

“Zuko! Look!” Y/n grasped onto his shoulder to make him see an animal, something huge that she’d never seen before, only to have him pull her back to her seat abruptly. 

“Sit down, you’re being weird.” He looked around cautiously. “And if we’re in public, call me Lee.”

Y/n looked around as well and saw that a few people were looking at her; some of the adults smiling at her childish curiosity. She blushed and adjusted her skirt in her seat. Still, though, she tilted her head to see the passing views.

Maybe being in Ba Sing Se will be better than she thought...

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and now we go to Ba Sing Se!! I was so excited to get here, I just wanted to get this out of the way oml

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[neuronary]

Sorry, just saw you already did Mai - how about Katara instead?

Sexuality Headcanon: okay so i vacillate wildly between two options because sometimes katara is the kind of heterosexual that makes me uncomfortable and sometimes she is the kind of homophobic that i find comforting. either way, she’s straight.

Gender Headcanon: she’s a cis girl but she 100% knows gender is fake as hell

A ship I have with said character: kataang! they’re cute and wholesome and i stan! also weirdly functional.

A BROTP I have with said character: bro so like. katara and suki. spa day. talkin shit about boys (boys = sokka). exchanging haircare tips.

A NOTP I have with said character: katara/jet and z*tara. jet’s nasty. z*tara makes me uncomfortable on a whole host of levels but the main one is this: i am the same age as zuko. katara is younger than my younger brother. there is no way in hell that i as a seventeen year old would Ever feel comfortable dating a fourteen year old. that’s creepy as hell.

A random headcanon: when she was a little kid, she used to ‘help’ kya make this special tea. after the war, she asks iroh about it and they go on a life-changing field trip for tea. they do eventually find it and katara teaches iroh how to make it properly. after a while, he starts offering it in the jasmine dragon and katara comes to visit as much as possible.

General Opinion over said character: she deserves better than how fandom treats her. idek where the whiny crybaby stereotype comes from considering basically every time she’s mad she tries to kill men? she’s an icon and she doesn’t get the recognition she deserves. also, i feel like her flaws are completely misrepresented?? she’s super impulsive and yeah she’s emotional but she’s emotional and a furious way not an upset way? like she cries like twice?? also she’s Not the parent of the group lmao. she doesn’t have the patience nor does she have the organisation skills. i love her but sokka’s the only reason they’re alive.

send me a character and i’ll tell you my opinion(s) on them!

[clocktower-fifty]

[3] Week 2 - Lots of Flowcharts

Wandering onto Week 2, starting to wonder if I’m getting in over my head, but we’re just going to have to wait and see!

On a personal note, I’ve had acquaintances hounding me all week to play Among Us with them... Guys I can’t make video games if I keep playing them :< Very fun, but very socially draining. I’ve also bought the Into the Spiderverse Art Book today, it makes me super pumped to work on a story idea I’ve had for a long time, but nooo, I gotta work on this game >:( So many fun distractions.

But you guys are here for Clock Tower 50, so here we go.

At the beginning of the week, I’ve taken that paper I made last week and put it all down on a Google Sheets file. Then, I’ve started ordering the rooms until I’ve made...

...This thing! The general blueprints of where each room is in the Clock Tower. I’ve made this using diagrams.net. I was a little apprehensive using this program, since I’ve tried it once to make a flowchart for a university computer science project and got frustrated, but I needed a quick and easy flowchart program and this one is free + online. It ended up being very simple to use this time around, so that’s nice!

As you can see, these rooms don’t make any sense space-wise, but we’re ignoring logic here. Each colour is a different floor, with the highest level on top in yellow and the lowest level at the bottom in green. Each rectangle is a room, there’s fifty rooms in total, hence Clock Tower Fifty :)

The game’s main “gameplay mechanic” is choosing which door to go through, and depending on their choices the story will shift ever so slightly.

A day or so after that, I drew some quick character mockups instead of paying attention to my Physics lecture:

(Ignore the weird turtle creature at the top left, that’s for one of my dream games which I can’t work on until I get more experience.)

Daphne is one of the teenagers (originally named Sofia in the previous post), and Reese is the player (originally named Charlie). I’ve also changed Gabbi’s name to Jasmine, which was actually her original name when I first thought up the plot (Tony [Reese], Skott [Samuel], Jasmine [Jasmine], Gabe [Travis], and Laura [Daphne]). Don’t worry at this stage I will stop changing the names. (At least in my notes until I redesign everyone.)

Speaking of designs, I really like Reese’s design that I doodled in my sketchbook. I like Daphne’s hair as well, but I feel like her design will probably see more work.

Anyway, in the previous post I forgot to share that pilot / piece of dialogue when I was first thinking up of the game. This was the draft for how the game was supposed to start...

...but I made that on September 1st, so I’m definitely not keeping most of this dialogue. (Travis/Gabe is also extremely out of character here.) We’ll see when I get there.

Alright enough meandering. From that flowchart/blueprints of the tower above I tried using the program Twine to plot out each choice the player can make.

The player starts off choosing between two doors. They have the choice of going through either door alone with the four other teenagers through the other door (2 choices), or they can go through either door with one person (8 more choices), or they can go through either door with two people (12 more choices), or they can go through either door with three.............

Let’s just say about an hour in I knew going through with that idea would be too insane, even for me. I was tired trying to plot out all the choices after the first door. So, I deleted that flowchart.

Time to downsize.

The first choice is made in the Observatory. The two choices are either the Aquarium room or the Space room. I decided to make the choices blend in together a bit more-- it doesn’t matter how you split up, but some split up scenarios would cause a different story. In this example, Samuel prefers the Space room and Jasmine prefers the Aquarium room. If you choose for them to be alone in the room they DON’T want, they get angry and that’d change the story. Daphne would not want to be alone period, and there’s also a branch if you choose for everyone to stick together, not splitting up. Five choices, that’s not so bad, I was thinking...

...Until it lead to this mess. If you look at the blueprint above, you can encounter the group you split off from if you choose correctly. That was on purpose, I like forced character interactions. However that leads to this problem-- if a character was split off from everyone in the previous room, what happens if they encounter the rest of the group again in the next next room? Depending on your choices, this can lead to all sorts of interpretations, and oof. There’s just so many storylines from there.

I attempted to shorten it by making bad endings (there’s a bad ending on the square with the red side), but looking at everything I know it’d take forever to complete this game. I do not have forever, I have dream games I want to make eventually. (Side note, I actually really like that bad ending, but I don’t know if I’d ever use it... If I never use it, I’ll probably tell you guys what that ending was supposed to be when the game is finished.)

Okay okay, back to the drawing board. 

It pains me to do this, but in order for this project to be doable, the player cannot choose which room their friends go to. They can only choose their own, or alternatively insist on everyone sticking together.

Okay I know this doesn’t look any better from afar, but trust me this is much more doable than the two previous attempts. Not only have I limited the choices drastically, but depending on the choices some paths would end up the same way.

While I personally hate doing that (what’s the point of choices if some choices would lead to the same ending??), I’m trying to keep to one rule-- each time you make a choice there will always be at least two paths. You cannot enter a room and have your choice be useless, i.e. no matter which door you choose it’s the same ending. This same ending must be conscious in a way.

As you can see from above, I’m not done with this flowchart. I’ve only done 12 rows out of the planned 26. (I would say I’m almost halfway there, but each row gets more and more complicated so I would say it’s more like I’m a quarter there, haha.)

I’m also debating on going with the bad ending thing, to cut off potential paths, but we’ll see.

Finally, to end this devlog, I’m trying out Todoist. I’ve never used that website before, but I think ending devlogs with a brief outline of my current workflow would be a cool idea? I put in some temporary dates of when I’m planning to finish certain tasks, but right away I can see that I’ll probably not make my planned January 18 release date, haha.

Next week, I should have the rough maps on RPG Maker, as well as finished the flowchart above.

Until next time!

- Marisol Cast

[shinyspooks]

so I’ve finally decided to start posting about my AU’s/Story Ideas. Since they’re all so long, they’ll each get their own post. Anyways, here’s the first one, which is a Canon/AU crossover, which I’ve decided to call The Specter Detector crossover (yes this is based on that one concept story for Danny) ;

(Canon Danny is referred to as Danny while AU Danny is called Fenton, so that I didn’t confuse myself)

Ok, so. Danny accidentally falls through a portal in the Ghost Zone and ends up in an alternate universe, were he meets the Specter Detectors. The small patrol group that he runs into on his arrival are highly suspicious of him, considering he looks so much like their leader. They bring Danny back to their base, for questioning. Danny then meets this universe’s version of him.

Fenton seems to have never become a halfa, and instead runs a secret group of ghost hunters, called the Specter Detectors, because he understands that his parent’s method of just ripping ghosts apart is wrong. Fenton’s group wants to improve ghost-human relations, and they return whoever they catch to the ghost zone.

It takes some convincing on Danny’s part, but after Danny reverts back into his human form, Fenton believes him. Fenton then lets Danny out of the cage he was being kept in (because they thought he might be some shapeshifter or “clone” made out ectoplasm Vlad created) and promises he’ll help him get back to his universe.

The easy solution would be to send Danny into the ghost zone to find Clockwork, (Danny mentally questions how Fenton knows Clockwork if he’s not half ghost) but they can’t, because the portal Danny came through was created by his ghost zone momentairly connecting with this world’s. So, this world’s ghost zone is different than Danny’s, and because of conflicting differences in ectoplasm, Danny physically cannot enter this world’s ghost zone, so they need a new plan.

Fenton gathers his smartest thinkers, and together they create some blueprints for a new portal that will connect to Danny’s ghost zone. However, they need specific materials to build it, materials they do not have, so they set Danny, Fenton, Manson, Foley, and Jasmine out to gather them.

During the fetch quest, Danny finds himself growing more and more suspicious of his alternate self, as he notices him do things that hint that he’s not as different from Danny as he says. Eventually, Danny manages to catch Fenton alone, and tries to question him, but Fenton just brushes him off. Eventually Danny, (bless his oblivious soul), comes to the conclusion that Fenton IS half ghost, either doesn’t have a ghost form or doesn’t use it, and hasn’t told anyone about it, probably because he figures they won’t accept him.

Danny wonders why Fenton thinks they wouldn’t accept him, considering they accepted Danny so easily (after they were sure he wasn’t sent by Vlad of course, but he understands their caution). So, with this new information in mind, after they get back to the base, he confronts Fenton again. This time, Danny leaves no way for Fenton to deny it, and asks him why he hasn’t told anyone. Fenton realizes Danny has figured him out, and tells him. And Danny is horrified.

Turns out, on the day after the ghost portal turned on and Fenton got his powers, Vlad attacked Amity Park and revealed his halfa status to the world. And the world hated it. Everyone near Fenton called Vlad, halfa’s, a freak of nature. Something that shouldn’t exist. A monster. And Fenton, who had just become a halfa, heard all of it. Because of it, he was heavily discouraged from using his powers to fight, which had been his original plan. So instead, he created the Specter Detectors, after modifying the equipment so it wouldn’t tune into him of course. He sometimes uses his powers to make sure missions go right, but he hasn’t used his ghost form since he first got his powers.

Danny feels really bad for his alternate self, but Fenton tells him to just forget about it and leaves the room. Danny tries to go after him, but he’s gone, probably used his invisibility to sneak away. Danny almost goes back to his temporary room, but then he spots Jasmine  sneaking away from where he just had his conversation with Fenton. Seeing her reminds him that Jazz knew his secret and waited for him to tell her instead of telling him she knew in his universe. He wonders if Jasmine is the same, and follows her to her room.

When she’s in her room, Jasmine starts talking to herself a bit, and by doing so reveals that, yes, she does know that Fenton is a halfa. And that she just overheard Danny and Fenton’s conversation. So now she’s trying to figure out if she should tell her brother she knows and accepts him or not. Then she notices that her ghost detector is beeping. She demands the ghost come out, so Danny drops his invisibility. The two then have a long conversation, in which Jasmine reveals that, surprise!, she’s not the only one who knows. In reality, the whole Specter Detector team has figured it out, and are waiting for him to tell them.

They end up coming to the conclusion that the Specter Detectors should tell Fenton they know, because Danny knows his mental state, and that Fenton definitely needs the support. So, Jasmine calls a Secret Specter Detectors meeting, in which Danny tells them about Fenton’s mental state, and gets them to promise him they’ll tell Fenton they know, because while they had good intentions for letting him tell them, Danny knows he’ll never do that, and them keeping the fact they know secret would only hurt Fenton in the end.

The next day, the portal is complete, and Danny is ready to go home. Before he goes, Fenton asks Danny is there are people in his world that accept him. Danny tells him there is and before he goes, he also tells him that people who accept Fenton are much closer than he thinks, staring pointedly at the Specter Detectors who are standing behind Fenton. Fenton is confused by Danny’s statement, but Danny doesn’t give him the oppurtunity to question it as he gives a nod to the Specter Detectors (who nod back) and jumps into the portal, succesfully returning to his own ghost zone.

Upon arrival, he finds Clockwork, and realizes that Clockwork sent him to that world on purpose. Clockwork tells Danny that is Fenton had never found out the Specter Detectors knew his secret, he would’ve continued not using his powers, which would’ve eventually caused an overload and his full death. Danny’s interference fixed that.

Danny then looks at one of Clockwork’s screens, and smiles as he sees an image of Fenton in the center of a Specter Detector group hug. In ghost form.

Danny’s job is done.

[staytheb]

Like Oh 2.0 - Group Date

Previous Chapter: Date. Lessons. Gym. Word Count: 4,107 Summary: Melanie and Jaebeom first meet through a group date.

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here is the third chapter where Jaebeom and Melanie officially meet one another... in a sense. lol so happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

When Melanie arrived at the karaoke place with Dasol and Haeryong the trio were greeted by Seolbi along with the other two that had replaced Jasmine and Jeannie's spot. Upon reaching them, Melanie grew confused on why Dayoon was there as she never hung out with them except for when she was with Melanie and the twins only. Melanie did mentally roll her eyes upon seeing the other girl, Yerim, who was standing close with Dayoon. It was because Melanie wasn't fond of her ever since she came to the first group date with the Anam Tigers several months ago, but never voiced out her opinion as she was Seolbi's friend. The reason Melanie wasn't exactly friends with the girl was because Yerim only hung around whenever Seolbi would invite her when one of them bailed out or whatever. Plus, Yerim gave her bad vibes from the get-go.

"Hey everyone!" Seolbi greeted the others happily. "You all know Yerim, but this is Dayoon. She's a friend of Yerim and it's her first time doing a group date." The two younger women waved at the trio as everyone exchanged pleasantries. "I know I said to meet here, but we're actually going to meet the guys at Taegukgi now." Seolbi explained as she motioned for them all to head back to the subway station. "Why didn't we just meet there in the first place, Bi?" Dasol asked in confusion. "Yeah, Bi. It would have saved us a twenty minutes ride coming here." Haeryong added as Seolbi laughed sheepishly. "Sorry. It's because I sent a message to the Kondae boys to meet at the karaoke place, but one of the guys, Jaehoon, said they couldn't make it in time and opted for our original meet-up place just now to eat first."

"We could have still waited for them to show up and eat somewhere around here though." Melanie reasoned as the group of six boarded the subway train to their next destination. "I know that most of us wouldn't mind." "Yeah, I know, Chaewon unnie, but they're already on their way to Taegukgi and I just thought we'll just convenience them." Seolbi informed them as Melanie rolled her eyes, "Okay," before resting them on Dayoon. "I thought you had to help your cousin with something, Dayoon?" The younger woman slightly jumped upon hearing Melanie's words before answering slowly. "Oh, well, it was short and um, and not as long as I thought it would be. Then Yerim unnie asked me to join her on this outing and I agreed." "I see." Melanie didn't quite believe it as the younger woman seemed suspiciously jumpy unlike her usual self, but didn't voice out her thoughts.

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Melanie was playing Candy Crush Saga and on the Dreamworld edition on her phone as she and the other five were patiently waiting for the Konkuk University boys to show up. She didn't participate in their discussion or gossiping about whatever they were talking about as she had no real interest with their topics and mostly kept to herself until she felt like interacting. Besides, the owl kept her more entertained compare to talking about people that didn't concern her. "Dammit, Odus. Why do you keep doing this to me, Odus?" Melanie muttered as she would scold the virtual bird in English every time the bird would shift a little too much to one side of the scale that eventually would tip over and Melanie would again fail the level. "Stupid little bird."

"Unnie." Haeryong jabbed Melanie right's side to get her attention as the Kondae boys had just arrived and were all staring at her due to her mini outburst. Melanie gave her friend a dark look before turning her attention to the six males in front of her as her gaze soften. "Oh, hi." She weakly smiled at them with an awkward wave with her right hand while setting her phone in her pocket with the other as the males cast her friendly smiles except for one who Melanie noticed was wearing a mask and couldn't tell. Maybe he's sick, she thought before turning her attention onto Seolbi who began speaking. "Yay, we're all here." She exclaimed excitedly from her seat as she indicated for the males to sit across from the females. "Please, sit."

"Sorry we made you girls wait." Jaehoon apologizes on behalf of himself and his friends. "Oh no, no. The wait was well worth it." Dasol smiled at them before Yerim spoke up next. "We've been highly anticipating for your arrival, honestly." Oh, that we love hearing about." Taesuk commented with a flirty tone to match his smile. "We can say the same thing about you ladies, too." Everyone laughed as Daeil spoke up a few seconds later. "Um, how about we introduce ourselves?" "Great idea!" Haeryong agreed as she looked about the table. "Who wants to go first?" Everyone just looked at one another and so Haeyrong decided to go first as she stood up to do so with Dasol springing up next. Then she was followed by Seolbi.

Distracted by her mobile once again as Melanie returned to playing Candy Crush, she missed her cue to introduced herself next as she was always the fourth one to go after Seolbi. So Seolbi nudged Yerim to go next who introduced herself in a shy manner. Dayoon was sitting next to Yerim and followed after once her friend had sat down and did the same thing. Now everyone turned to face Melanie, but she was still distracted by Odus who was close to following off of the scale again. "Unnie." Haeryong had to nudged her friend again as Melanie let out distractedly, "Hmm?" "It's your turn." Haeyrong whispered as Melanie sighed softly while turning away from her phone and towards the males.

Melanie still wondered why she attended these group hangouts even though she wanted a boyfriend, but doing this for the past two years have surely gotten tiring and repetitive with no results of a boyfriend. I think this will be my last one, Melanie thought as she quickly plastered on a friendly smile while standing up to get it done and over with. "Hello. I'm Lee Chaewon, I'm in my third year at Seouldae, and I like the color blue." She finished it with another smile and sat down. Melanie decided that she would keep it simple and didn't want to go further into details of herself when she knew that she would never see any of them again or attend another group hangout again.

All six of the Konkuk males clapped enthusiastically after the females had introduced themselves in a cheerful manner and thanked them for their introductions before going one by one to introduced themselves next. Jaehoon went first. He was followed by Chulsoo. After him was Daeil. Jaebeom went next. "Hello, I'm Seol Jeffrey. I'm in my third year at KU under the Music and Films departments. I'm sorry for the face mask as I'm unwell and didn't want to get any of you sick, but I really hope that doesn't disrupt our time together though." Jaebeom quickly sat back down as Melanie stared at him a little longer as the words he spoke triggered something in her mind, but she couldn't quite figure out why or what it was exactly that made her think about him a little bit more than the others.

Her thoughts were disrupted by Haeryong nudging her playfully. Melanie turned towards the younger woman and noticed her friend was wriggling her eyebrows up and down with a knowing smirk. Melanie rolled her eyes and nudged Haeryong back just as playfully as they focused their attention onto the last two males. Kyungtae went after Jaebeom, and Taesuk was the last to introduce himself. The girls soon clapped with just as much enthusiasm as the boys had and thanked the boys for introducing themselves as well. As for the seating arrangements, it went like this. Melanie was across from Taesuk. Haeryong was across from Daeil. Dasol was across from Jaebeom. Dayoon was across from Chulsoo. Yerim was across from Kyungtae. And Seolbi was across from Jaehoon.

A minute later a waiter stopped by to take their order as they ordered brisket, short ribs, and pork belly. The group of twelve also opted for alcohol with Melanie already ordering dessert before everyone else as she really wanted to eat something sweet while waiting for the meat to come so they could cook it themselves. While everyone was casually mingling with one another, Melanie kept to herself as she gave up on the Candy Crush game and focused on the Diamond Digger Saga instead. As the female's attention was solely on her phone, she didn't notice that Taesuk was trying to get her attention. "Chaewon-yang, right?" Melanie heard a deep voice say her name and she looked up. "Hmm? Ah, yes."

She smiled at him sheepishly while putting away her phone so she could interact with guy. "Taesuk-goon, yes?" "Yes." He bowed his head towards her with that same smile from earlier. "I don't mean to sound rude, Chaewon-yang, but I couldn't help to notice your accent when you speak." He also eyed her closely. "And that you don't appear Korean either." Melanie just smiled at him. "It's okay. You weren't rude at all. But yes, I'm not Korean and I'm actually from the states." Taesuk's expression turned to one of interest. "Oh, wow. How long have you been here?" "For a little over two years now. It's why my pronunciation is a bit choppy at times and also why the accent pops up, too." Taesuk chuckled softly. "It's okay, Chaewon-yang. Your pronunciation is quite good. Actually, it's a lot better than Chulsoo hyung at times."

"Did I hear my name over there, Taesuk-ah." Chulsoo asked turning to look at his friend as Taesuk denied it. "No, hyung." He then flashed Melanie a mischievous look and Melanie saw how handsome he looked and noticed the dimples. Aww, he has dimples, she thought as she smiled at the male. "So are you from Seoul or another part of South Korea?" "Not from Seoul. I'm actually from Jeju." Melanie's eyes widened upon hearing he was from Jeju Island. "Wow, really? That's so cool. I haven't had the chance to visit there yet even though I've been here for two years." "Hmm, maybe I can show you around when it's holidays?" Taesuk offered in a friendly manner as Melanie nodded in agreement. "Yeah, maybe. That would be fun."

Just then the waiter returned with two bottles of blue raspberry flavored soju, the side dishes, and the macaron ice cream that Melanie had ordered. "Thank you." The female thanked the male waiter as she positioned the dessert in an appealing way while bringing out her phone to take a picture. "On Instagram?" Taesuk asked her curiously as Melanie shook her head with a playful smile. "No. Just to send it to my friends and sister who wanted to come here, but I came first." Just as Taesuk was about to reply back, Seolbi's voice yelled out 'change' and she saw her friends and the Kondae guys switched seats, but remained where she was after putting away her phone when she was done messaging the other three.

Once that was done and over with Melanie frowned when she noticed Yerim was sitting next to her and Dayoon was next to Yerim. Jaebeom was now sitting across from her as Taesuk was all the way down on the other end with Dasol conversing just as freely as he did with her. Melanie returned to her dessert as she picked up the mini plastic spoon with her left hand and took a bite out of her green tea macaron ice cream and loved how it melted in her mouth. Melanie relished in the deliciousness when she heard Jaebeom asking her a question. "Is that good, Chaewon-yang?" She nodded her head as she took another bite. "Yeah. Do you want to try it, Jeffrey?" She offered the dessert towards him while speaking in English.

Jaebum didn't respond as he didn't know what she had actually said because he didn't know English, but judging by how Melanie was holding the treat towards him he assumed what she was trying to do. "Ah, no it's yours. I don't want to impose. Plus, I'm sick, remember?" Jaebeom rejected, but he had answered in Korean as Melanie tilted her head upon him doing that, but dismissed it. "Psh, whatever. It's fine, Jeffrey-goon. I don't mind." She pushed the dessert closer to him while sticking the spoon into it. "Maybe I can miss a few days of school." She grinned at him playfully. "Besides, it's a really big macaron ice cream. I might not even eat it all." Jaebeom relented at Melanie's generosity and he's not one for passing up food either. "Alright, Chaewon-yang. If you insist."

Melanie noticed that Jaebeom had picked up the spoon with his left hand before moving it to his right while slightly bringing down his mask with his left. He tasted the treat and was surprised at its taste. "Oh wow. That is super good." Melanie heard him, but she was more focused about whether he was a lefty or right as she hardly ran into other lefties. "Are you left-handed?" Jaebeom had just finished his second scoop when Melanie spoke about the left-handed part. "Um, yeah." He coughed a bit before regaining his composure. "I'm ambidextrous, but I eat with my right and write with my left. I noticed you're left-handed, too." "Mmhmm, but that's good, right?" Melanie smiled as her shifted to the dessert before them. "Oh, yeah." Jaebeom took another bite of the dessert.

Just as Melanie was asking for her dessert back, Haeryong had to open her big mouth to tease the two upon noticing their interactions with one another. "Look! Indirect kiss!" Everyone at their table turned to see Jaebeom still with the small spoon in his hand and the macaron dessert in mid-motion to be placed into Melanie's hand. "Whaa, so cute, Won unnie!" Dasol cooed from the other end as she blew her friend a kiss. "Haha, you go, girl. You got this." She cheered in English as Melanie rolled her eyes. Then the others started to tease the two for doing such a thing so sneakily. Yerim wasn't pleased with the thing, but she went along with it so that no one would noticed her displeasure.

Chulsoo who was sitting beside Jaebeom clamped a hand onto his left shoulder. "See, hyung, I knew you would be getting all the ladies tonight." Melanie heard that and didn't like the way it sounded and so she dismissed that thought while brushing off all of the teasing and grabbed back her dessert. Jaebeom was going to say something to her to disregard what they were all saying and Jaehoon was about to speak up for another 'change', but the waiter appeared with another waiter to set all their meats onto the table interrupting them. They decided to just stay put to eat and converse more with one another as Melanie asked one of the waiters if he could bring extra dishes of fish cakes for her as she really liked them.

The teasing stop once the food arrived and everyone went back to talking again. Melanie decided to stay quiet and eat to avoid interacting with anyone. A few seconds later, she felt bad for Jaebeom as he ended up staying quiet once the teasing ceased as well. His mask was lowered more so he could eat better, and Melanie figured she could at least be nice just for one more night of this group hangout. "So, uh, Jeffrey-goon," She began slowly in Korean as she was unsure if she should asked him in English since he didn't respond last time when she did speak English. She was also curious to know if he was born in the USA or Australia, or another English-speaking country. "Are you from overseas?"

The male looked up confused after he had finished chewing his pork belly lettuce wrap. "Huh?" Melanie repeated her question as Jaebeom shook his head. "Ah, no, no. I'm not from overseas. I was born and raised in Seoul and have lived nowhere else. "Oh, then did you parents just give you an English name." Jaebeom laughed sheepishly as he shook his head while he smiled at the memory of his name. "No. It's an English name I gave myself." Melanie found his smile familiar, but couldn't put her finger on it. It was the same for his tone of voice as the more she heard it the more she found it familiar as well. She just couldn't figure out from where and so being curious Melanie leaned forward so she could speak for only him to hear.

"For some reason you seem really familiar, but I don't know why." Jaebeom shot her another smile and she noticed his eyes twinkle playfully and just as she was about to comment on it, Haeryong interrupted her. "Omo, look at these two!" Haeryong continued to tease with glee. "They're hitting it off in their own little world and ignoring the rest of us." Dasol joined in on the fun. "Thank the heavens for bestowing a sliver of light upon our Ice Princess' dark and poor soul." Melanie grimaced at her friends' teasing and backed away from Jaebeom to sit up straight while finishing her green tea macaron ice cream. "Whatever. Shut up." "Don't be all shy, Won unnie." Seolbi giggled. "We're just teasing." "Well, stop it, the three of you."

Melanie mused with a dark look, but then it clicked in her head as to why the guy across from her seemed so familiar who was also getting teased by his own friends. "What's with that face, unnie?" Seolbi asked as her face lit up mischievously. "Are you having those major feels now?" She wriggled her eyebrows up and down. "Do you want alone time with Jeffrey-goon?" Melanie snapped out of her trance to shoot her friend a dry look. "No. But nothing's wrong. Don't mind me." Soon enough everything went back to normal as Melanie couldn't contain the smile from appearing on her face as she glanced at Jaebeom one more time while bringing out her phone to message her sister that she was on a group date with her GOT7 bias.

Unknown to Melanie, Jaebeom had caught the grin on Melanie's face and wondered what caused that. Her expression became more excited when she started doing something on her mobile device. Jaebeom wondered if it was because of the whole constant teasing or maybe something else as Melanie had brushed off the teasing from earlier. He figured this must be about something else that could have put that expression on her face. Jaebeom averted his gaze from Melanie and made eye contact with Yerim who smiled wide upon meeting eyes, but he soon directed his gaze to his food instead. Although Melanie's expression was okay, Jaebeom felt more unease by Yerim's constant gaze upon him throughout the group date.

The younger woman only had her eyes on Jaebeom the whole time since he had introduced himself. Others didn't notice, except for Dayoon who Yerim had talked to more than the others, as they were enjoying themselves or were minding their own business. The other males eventually figured out that Yerim was only interested in Jaebeom as she completely ignored Kyungtae in favor of looking at Jaebeom who was conversing with Dasol comfortably from where she sat. Then when the switch up occurred, Yerim ignored Chulsoo like she did Kyungtae and made sure that Dayoon had sat next to her for some reason. So Chulsoo just conversed with the others knowing he wouldn't get a response out of Yerim or Dayoon.

Yerim was envious when Jaebeom sat across from Melanie instead of her and she was ignored by him once again when he spoke with Melanie comfortably. Then again, Yerim didn't speak or initial conversation with the male. She figured with her good looks she didn't have to do or say anything and he would look her way and approach her first. Jaebeom didn't want to approach Yerim as Mark's words from earlier rang in his head still about not bringing home a stalker. Although he was now cautious of Melanie due to that unexpected smile of hers, he figured she was safer from both Yerim and Dayoon who stayed just as quiet as Yerim. But he remained calm and cool for the remainder of the meal just to give them all the benefit of the doubt. 

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The group of twelve found themselves outside of Taegukgi while trying to figure out what to do next. Kyungtae suggested karaoke and Seolbi suggested there was one a block or two away that was opened twenty-four hours. A majority of them agreed, but Melanie excused herself from the late night activity as she didn't feel like singing tonight. "Hey, I think I'm going to go." Melanie said to no one in particular while lagging behind the others. "What?! No way, Chaewon-ah." Dasol pouted as she pulled on Melanie's hand. "You have to come! We haven't gone to one together in so long!" Melanie pulled her hand away and shook her head. "Nah, I'm not in the mood and I don't want to ruin it for everyone."

Haeryong threw her arms around Melanie's shoulders. "You can't bail on me again, Chaewon!" She faked cried dramatically. "You said the next time you and I would sing that one duet song you wanted to sing." Melanie freed herself while laughing at her friend's dramatic behavior. "This doesn't count, Ryong, but seriously guys, I'll pass. I did have fun with the dinner and all that though." "Fine." Haeryong and Dasol gave up as Seolbi looked at her in concern. "Are you going back to the dorms?" "No, I'm going to my sister's instead." "What?! You can't go there by yourself. It's not good to travel alone, Chaewon." "Bi, I'll be fine. You know I always do this." Melanie reassured her friends. "Besides, it's not that far away. It's in Cheongdam."

"Cheongdam?" Jaebeom let out in surprised as Melanie nodded her head in confirmation. "Yeah, my sister lives there and I stay there from time to time when I'm not at Seouldae." "Jeffrey hyung, why don't you accompany Chaewon noona since you live in Cheongdam, too." Daeil suggested innocently. "Since you're not feeling well and I don't think you want to come sing with us, too, right?" "Yeah, Jeffrey hyung." Jaehoon agreed with a hint of playfulness in his voice. "Why not accompany Chaewon-yang to her sister's place so she doesn't have to go alone." Melanie tried to reject the idea, but her friends and his friends weren't going to let her go alone.

Yerim on the other hand tried to say some things, but her suggestions were overpowered by the other voices who were already bidding their goodbyes to Jaebeom and Melanie. Yerim was about to stay behind with Dayoon when she felt Seolbi grab a firm hold of her and Dayoon's arm and led the duo along with the rest of the group. This left Melanie and Jaebeom to awkwardly stand there in front of Taegukgi as they watched their friends' figures get smaller and smaller. Melanie glanced over at Jaebeom and spoke honestly. "Look, I understand if you have something else to do. You really don't have to accompany me home." She cast him a reassuring look. "I'll be fine by myself. I promise." She held up her left hand in an oath-like post. "Seriously."

"No, no, no, it's fine. Seriously, I don't mind at all, Chaewon-yang. It's not a big deal as we're headed in the same direction, anyways." Jaebeom smiled at the female although his mask blocked the lower part of his face, but Melanie saw that it had reached his eyes and just went with the flow of their situation. "Alright, Jeffrey-goon. If you agree, then I'll agree to the part of keeping each other company on our way home since it's in the same direction." The two smiled at one another as the duo began to walk side by side towards the subway station opposite of where their friends went. "By the way," Melanie said after a few seconds of walking as she was curious to know Jaebeom's reason with his name from earlier, "Why go by Jeffrey when it would have been easier to go as Jaebeom?"

[midnightbedroom]

Plus

As this year comes to an end, I just want to give this time to actually reflect on what has happened this past decade.

It’s been simply phenomenal.

I’ve received, lost, and gained so much from the accumulation of experiences I’ve gone through. I don’t regret any of the things I’ve done because I know that it’s gotten me to this point of my life where I’m so content and happy with everything around me. I feel like all the stars and planets were planned to be aligned the way they were as I continued to grow throughout my life.

Let’s start off with school and my social life.

Well, the four schools I’ve attended throughout these ten years. In the beginning of this decade, I was in the Philippines, enjoying the presence of my aunt, uncle, grandma, and my cousins. I feel like I’ve received so much love and influence from them, and it’s crazy to think that they started my life right. I’ve gained so many friends who have taught me things I never would learn from anyone else. This was the start of how I actually perceived real friendships. Friendships that were so precious and just absolutely incredible. I started to see how friends should treat friends. All because of school and it’s given opportunities of growth. From this growth, I’ve met so much people who’s given me this potential to expand and become more than what I can see myself achieving. I actually got into reading, writing, and music writing. I never actually seen myself more than a regular school girl until I met so many artistic people that influenced me to become more. School had its ups and downs, but nevertheless, I enjoyed myself through the journey, especially the journey to finish high school. 

As I switched schools, I knew that I couldn’t really keep deep connections, so I learned how to become less attached. But as time moved on, I said “fuck it,” then continued to trust the process. As I went into middle school here into the states, I felt so lost and just straight up unwanted. I didn’t know who I was or what I wanted to do. But everything changed when I met Jasmine. She became my beacon into this dark world. She introduced me to embrace all the shit life throws at me, and she taught me to be strong. I appreciate her for choosing the right cards in the second day of math. If she and I never chose the right cards, I would’ve never met someone who is as passionate and trustworthy as her. 

Throughout high school, I’ve lost so much friends that I used to associate myself with in middle school. I feel like it was a weight lifted off my shoulder with a bit of residue left to torture me of “what could’ve been.” Regardless, I’ve learned to accept that some plans don’t tend to actually work out in the end. Even if I’ve lost these friends, I gained about 20 sisters. I joined Unarmed Fancy Drill Team, which was far most the best last minute decision I’ve ever made in my entire life. I never really planned on joining the team until it was my last decision. Throughout my time in the team, I’ve learned through sisterhood and trust. I’ve learned that there’s actual people, who aren’t in the same grade as you, who are willing to do the same fuck shit you do. It’s fucking amazing.

Now as high school is about to end, I’m still in JROTC and found myself to become the sergeant of the team, leading me to become the commander, then becoming one of the most important officers in the unit and the district. It’s crazy how four years can do to you. Regardless of all the stress it gave me, it’s turned me into a resilient leader who’s willing to do anything to let the program succeed. 

Switching to family.

I feel like there’s been so much change lately. Lately meaning ten years. I feel like these ten years has given me a chance to actually explore and know the true meaning of family. Although I wasn’t raised by biological parents, I knew that they still loved me in the back of my head when I met them the first time when I turned 7. It’s crazy how time can either make or break a relationship. 

I just feel so bad because I can’t be as close as I am to my parents as my friends are to their parents. I see them having inside jokes and just being completely open with each other, and it warms my heart but it left this scar that can never heal.

But as the time progress as I lived here in the states, I learned how to associate myself with my biological family. I got really close with JC as he taught me all the life lessons as I put them to use in my life here. I got close to Luke as he proceeds to teach me how to literally give no more than two shits about a certain situation or person who gives me nothing but negative energy. I am so grateful to live with two brothers who are here to look out for me whenever.

Moving onto love life.

Yikes.

Let’s just say, I had my fair amount of relationships. Some that benefitted my life and some that just completely crashed and burned my entire perception of love. As an elementary student, you shouldn’t even think of having a relationship with someone at all. PERIODT. Yet, I was one of those dumbasses who thought it WAS a necessity. Let’s call them out actually. So it started with Royce and Jose. Big yikes. Royce and Jose were the bestest of friends, and I guess I somewhat affected it? I don’t know. At least one of them made me feel that way. Royce was a love at first sight type. He and I were put into a group as we went through the haunted house together, and I guess I felt a connection? I don’t know to be honest. I feel dumber as I continue talking about this. Jose was actually one of my first few crushes in 3rd grade. He was attractive, and that’s about it. So my dumbass decided to end it with Royce because Jose finally paid attention to me. Damn, I’m stupid.

Anyways, middle school, another big Y I K E S. Guess who was attracted to boys who drunk, smoked, and was addicted to drugs? THIS GIRL. My first boyfriend was an addict. But, I don’t necessarily consider him as my first boyfriend considering that we only dated for two weeks. It was a one time spark feeling. I was a good girl and he was a bad boy, and that just didn’t work out. Then AH FUCK. Mans, Marcus. He was something. This is what I actually consider one of my FIRST actual relationships considering that we lasted for more than a year with a shitload of problems and breaks. He and I went through actual shit. Like ACTUAL shit. He introduced me to all the sexual shit, which we eventually got caught for. Imagine getting caught sucking dick at school and getting suspended for it. Then having your parents come to school to you explaining everything you’ve done. Yup. That shit. I had my phone deprived from me for about 5 months. I lived in complete darkness with no social life outside of school, but I did have Jasmine and she’s a complete homie. I continued the relationship regardless of how much tears and shit I had to put up through. Mans cheated on me three times, yet I still let it slide.

Starting high school, I was still on and off with Marcus, until I met a bigger pool of boys I didn’t know existed. I had a thing for a Junior, a Sophomore, and a Freshmen in a midst of the first few months of Freshmen year. Damn, I sound like I hoe. I might’ve dated a couple, but all of that stopped until mf Kyle came into my life. Let’s say Kyle was another serious relationship. He and I lasted for a year and a couple weeks. Kyle and i had serious trust issues. We were that couple that would get jealous easily, which would lead to one of us telling the other to block them out of their life for the sole reason of mistrust. It got really bad and toxic. It lead to the point where he had to break up with me through the phone while I was in another country. Sound shitty, right? 

That took a whole lot out of me since Kyle and I talked for six months straight before actually dating. He was basically my routine that I had to stop abruptly. That experience helped me grow and learn how to love myself more. I was basically at my prime in the summer going to junior year. All because of that heartbreak.

Junior year, I was a hoe. Periodt. 

I got so fed up with boys in my year, I started associating myself with boys younger than me, and let me tell you, that’s a whole ass mistake. Mans wasn’t ready for a relationship headass. Michael was one of them, and it sucks like hell because they don’t relate to the same experiences you’ve had. I was willing to wait, but he wasn’t.

Then I started letting go and meeting new people outside of school. I began attending more high school conferences in UCSD and SDSU. As I’ve attended these conferences, I met Danian. He and I instantly clicked, which was crazy. He attended a foreign school I didn’t even know existed. It’s insane how I wasn’t even aware that BOYS existed outside of my school.

We had a good run of a relationship. He and I were mainly mature throughout the entire time. It was my first time going through a long-distance relationship, and I wasn’t scared regardless of all the shit my friends gave me for it. It was all well until I started getting more busy with all the shit I put myself into. I got a job that paid, I got an internship district wide, and I had ROTC to deal with. I basically had limited time, but I still pulled through and gave him all the attention that I could give, but I guess that wasn’t enough.

He and I ended it way better than any of my past relationships. I dropped off all his stuff and we talked about everything before I left. It was nice feeling all the weight drop from my shoulders. 

I started focusing back onto myself again.

I continued being social, attended more conferences and programs that helped me build more connections like the Key Club Fall Rally in Six Flags. And man, let me tell you, it was one of the best investments I could possibly put myself into. I met so many people, surrounded myself with so much positivity; it was an irreplaceable time. 

Why? Well, it’s because I met this certain man.

HIs name is Presley, and I’m kinda sorta talking to him right now. 

Fuck, words can’t describe how much he means to me. I could write a whole ass book about him with an abundance supply of words. Presley is different from all the guys I’ve been with. He’s my definition of perfect. And although, perfect doesn’t exist, in my world, he is. I just feel like I’ve actually met the one. The one I can trust, vibe, and spend my life with. I feel like he’s what I would give in my time and money on just to make this relationship work. And regardless of the distance that separates us and the money it takes to even see each other, I feel like that wouldn’t matter because he’s fucking worth it. 

All the sleepless nights, all the worries just fade away as I get home and talk to him. Although a screen is the burden of this connection, the screen is also the reason why I get to see him and talk to him with the little amount of time we have in our busy lives. He’s so passionate about his work, and it amazes me how I met someone around my age who’s set in stone for what they want to do in their life. In the past, I would always have to be the one who’s concerned for the other individual’s plans, but for Presley, I don’t think I need to worry about a single thing. His life long plans drives him to become someone who he wants to be, and that’s all that matters. This self-motivation is hella attractive, and being able to face the world knowing what you want is absolutely amazing. I don’t think I’ll ever meet someone who’s this thoughtful and caring as he is.

Mans literally spent his entire night talking to me rather than getting sleep before his 9 hour shift, and that says a lot. He’s willing to give in the time and dedication to actually make this relationship work. I am so fucking grateful for him to the bits of my bones. I can’t believe I met the one.

I never exaggerate, but when I say he’s the one, he’s  t h e  one. Imagine talking to a guy who literally understands and empathizes with all your problems. Imagine having someone who’s just there every time when you need them, especially when you’re having a breakdown. Like what the fuck. Mans is literally a god sent angel. And I’m so blessed to have him in my life. I would literally use all my time just to talk to him because for some fucking reason, we can’t run out of things to talk about. He’s not like Marcus who I have to hype up for every two seconds. He’s not like Kyle where I had to be worried of everything he does. He’s not like Danian where I would literally force his undivided attention out. He’s literally Presley. He’s one of a kind. I trust him with all my guts, and I don’t think that’ll ever change.

I love him.

And the world around me agrees.

And so, to wrap up this reflection, I just want to say thank you for all the experiences and people I’ve gone through and spent my last ten years with. Because of the events leading up to this point, I’ve met the love of my life.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.

[shylax]

all right, i want to see you introduce a bunch of *your* favorite toku characters to your non-toku-viewing audience!

Although the ask didn’t specify cute toku characters, this question was intended to be a reciprocation of my prior ask and I will answer it in that way. Also, in no particular order.

Tsukasa Myoujin/Patren 3gou from Lupinranger vs. Patoranger

Ironically, she wasn’t the first character I got attached to in LuPat, however, I think she might be my favorite cutie from that show now. She presents a tough and serious exterior, however her secret weakness is stuffed animals! She finds them so cute, especially her favorite, Porktato! She’s the one to keep the other Patorangers in line, when Keiichiro is being too hotheaded and Sakuya is being too goofy, and especially when Noel is on his bullshit again.

Umika Hayami/Lupin Yellow from Lupinranger vs. Patoranger

She was the first character I really liked from even before the show started. She’s the opposite of Tsukasa, she has a cute and cheery exterior but is serious inside. The Lupinrangers are each trying to get back someone important to them who was lost. She gets along really well with Tsukasa, who she doesn’t know is a Patoranger. She also has an older brother/younger sister thing going on with Kairi.

Koume Kodou/”Umeko”/DekaPink and Marika Reimon/”Jasmine”/DekaYellow from Dekaranger

Their dynamic is played more straight than the LuPat example, with Umeko being the cutesy one and Jasmine being the more serious one. Umeko likes to spend time in the bath with her rubber ducks, and Jasmine is an ESPer. If she touches things people have touched, places people have been, or people themselves, she can get information about them. That’s why she wears gloves, to control her powers.

Poppy Pipopapo from Kamen Rider Ex-Aid

She is the main character of the game DoReMiFa Beat, a rhythm game, and a Bugster. When she’s in civilian form, her name is Asuna Karino and she works at the Ministry of Health. Either way, she supports the Kamen Riders. She is cute, cheerful, wears lots of bright colors, and she has a cute verbal tic as well!

Commander Aya Odagiri from Jetman

She might be more fearsome than the worst Vyram! Aya Odagiri is the commander of Jetman. Due to an accident, most of the group is made up of untrained civilians, so she has to get them up to speed. She is very intimidating, but cares about her group. She doesn’t fight, but she can use a mech as the above gif illustrates. She’s great!

Akemi Takeda from Kyoudai Ken Bycrosser

She runs the Catswork Company, which is basically her doing odd jobs. She comes across the Bycrossers because their mother hired her to find them. They quickly become friends, although they like to tease each other playfully. I enjoy their interactions quite a lot.

Swan Shiratori from Dekaranger

She is one of the support personnel of SPD, she is played by Mako Ishino who seemingly doesn’t age. Swan is an ace with an abacus, doing mathematical calculations at warp speed. She is very good friends with the boss of Earth’s SPD, Doggie Kruger.

Tsukuyomi from Kamen Rider Zi-O

She is a time traveler from the year 2068 along with Geiz who is trying to stop the rise of Oma Zi-O. Unfortunately, they start to get attached to Sougo, who becomes Oma Zi-O, and can’t bring themselves to just kill him, although they get second thoughts at various times throughout the series. She is the first one to warm up to Sougo and think he can’t be that bad. She hasn’t done that much in the show sadly, although the episode that just aired apparently has something to do with her, although it hasn’t come out on Over-Time yet! Shieri Ohata is just so cute and her hair is perfect. Tsukuyomi’s style is great too (although she typically wears white, this is from one of the .5 episodes.)

Mari Sonoda from Kamen Rider Faiz

Her father gives her a mysterious belt, which she can’t use. However, she comes across a man named Takumi Inui. They don’t quite get along at first, but when they get into trouble, it turns out he can use the belt, and it turns out to be the Faiz belt. I like her interactions with Takumi, she makes fun of him for being a nekojita. She is looking for her father, and her dream is to be a hairstylist. There is just something about her face that appeals to me, it’s cute roundness, and I also like her as a character.

Yui Kanzaki from Kamen Rider Ryuki

Yui Kanzaki is looking for her brother, Shiro, who people say died in America before the show started. However, Shiro appears to people, giving them Kamen Rider decks. He created the Kamen Rider decks for the purposes of the Rider War, in which Kamen Riders battle in the Mirror World. The last man standing gets a wish. She opposes Shiro when she finds out about the Rider War, although Shiro says he’s doing everything for her. She initially appears with Geiz Ren, and her aunt owns the tea shop she and eventually Shinji work at. I like her style and face and although she doesn’t smile much, when she does it’s really cute!

Kaoru Okoshiba/Lady Battle Cop from Lady Battle Cop

I had to include one from the movies! She is a tennis player who is killed along with her fiance in a terrorist raid on the lab where her fiance works at, however her fiance has a trick up his sleeve. He turns Kaoru into the titular Lady Battle Cop, who aims to take down the organization who killed her originally. The movie is basically a riff on Robocop, although Robocop was originally inspired by tokusatsu, so it’s things coming full circle. She doesn’t get to spend much time being cute, because she has business to take care of, but she is cute!

Megumi Misaki/Blue Dolphin from Liveman

I knew I forgot one! Megumi is a student at Academia Island. She and four others were meant to be part of a space exploration group. However, three other students at the school turned traitor and the leader killed two of them. Liveman is a very serious show, but it has its moments of cuteness and lightheartedness! I prefer her longer haircut later in the series, but either way, she’s very cute and I love her signature blue outfit! She can even play a keytar.

Ui Tatsui from Ryusoulger

Another one I forgot! I kept thinking about how there was only one female ranger in Ryusoulger, but I overlooked Ui! She is a Youtuber who accidentally comes across the Ryusoulgers. Koh says he has to use the hammer of forgetting on her but thankfully doesn’t. She and the Ryusoulgers quickly become friends! I really like her style, she is very cute, and she also has a very pretty face!