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everygame · 4 days ago

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Special Delivery: Santa’s Christmas Chaos (C64)

Developed/Published by: Dalali Software / Creative Sparks (Thorn EMI Computer Software) Released: 1984 Completed: 05/12/2024 Completion: Got a high score of 8750. I’ll take it!

Writing about old video games for an audience of very few could seem like a thankless task–especially when they’re as awful as Christmas Crackers. But there’s a reason I do it. One, I just love playing games, even if they’re so crap I give up on them in minutes. Two, I just love learning. I love discovery, I love finding out things that are new to me about video games and their history. And sometimes, if I’m lucky, I find out some things that no one has really paid attention to before.

I never thought playing a completely random Christmas cash-in on C64 would bring me anything like that.

Special Delivery: Santa’s Christmas Chaos is a game for C64, Spectrum and Atari 8-Bit released by Dalali Software under Thorn EMI’s “Creative Sparks” imprint. At the time it sank without trace due to, apparently, a lack of marketing. After playing it–and I will get into that–I did my usual investigation into the developer, and was quite prepared to dismiss Dalali as one of the many fly-by-night British game developers of the 1980s–they appeared to be only a going concern between 1984 and 1989 and didn’t have any particularly notable games to their name. They were responsible for ports of Rescue On Fractalus and Lilttle Computer People to Amstrad CPC, but largely seem to have had the bad luck of being most related to 1986’s Biggles game. The weirdest thing about that is that not only did I really like the movie on which it was based (which I’m sure no one else remembers but me) when I was a kid, watching it on telly several times, I’ve actually played the game! It was on Amstrad Action #68’s covertape (along with How To Be A Complete Bastard!) and, as vague as my memories of it are now, I’m sure I played it loads of times. Less than How To Be A Complete Bastard, admittedly.

This led me to dig a little further, and sometimes things just fall into place, because I found an astonishingly in-depth article from Sham Mountebank’s When Were They Now? blog (a new one to me) all about Dalali. I think Mountebank slightly buries the lede however, because digging into the linked articles it seems absolutely remarkable that Dalali is not only in the ranks of the earliest companies to have been founded (or co-founded) by a woman, but very likely the first game company founded by a Palestinian: Hanan Samara.

Hanan Samara, pictured in Computer & Video Games March 1985.

Game companies had been co-founded by women before–most famously Sierra, by Roberta Williams and her husband Ken in 1979–but I think Samara’s story might be unique. According to an interview with ANTIC The Atari 8-bit Podcast she believes she might have been the first female assembly programmer in the UK, starting out by converting software to work for the Arabic market. Moving to work for Thorn EMI, she’d see a Humpty Dumpty puzzle game–programmed by her future husband(!) Chris James–and be “hooked.”

After coding Jumbo Jet Pilot for Atari 8-Bit for Thorn EMI, it seems that she made the leap to founding Dalali–named for her mother’s maiden name (as her mother said go for it, while her dad said to get a job at IBM...) with another ex-employee, Adrian Wadley.

Something I really appreciate about Samara’s story is that she immediately brought herself to game design, with Dalali’s first game “Jinn Genie”. While this kind of Arabic-theming undoubtedly seems stereotypical today, in an interview with Popular Computing Weekly it is clear that this is an early example of someone trying to represent their culture via the art of video games:

“Jinn Genie is a game that incorporates many of the basic myths and children’s stories of my culture–I am an Arab, a Palestinian, and all the ideas of genies and so on are familiar to me.”

Jinn Genie, on C64.

The most disappointing thing, to me, is that Samara is, at this point, unheralded outside of a blog post, one short podcast, and about… three short articles featuring three pictures that can be found on archive.org! She’s one of the UK’s earliest female programmers, game designers and founders, perhaps the first Palestinian game developer, and she has managed to run Dalali since 1984 because it’s still going–they just stopped making games.

Samara’s story isn’t mine to tell, so I hope that institutions like GDC, The Video Game History Foundation or The Strong can find out more and champion her. Figures such as Muriel Tramis have gone from overlooked to winning the Legion of Honour, and if I can help get the word out about Hanan Samara, just a little bit, I’ll feel I’ve done my part.

But I know what you’re asking now.

“But how good is Special Delivery: Santa’s Christmas Chaos???”

So let's return to regular programming. First, I’m going to note that I believe I have played the wrong version of this. When it came to games, Samara was an Atari 8-bit coder, and it is absolutely transparent that Special Delivery is based entirely on Jinn Genie–both feature a flying section, a climbing section, and a section with floors and ladders. It does feel like I should have played the Atari 8-bit version to experience the most representative version, as I did with playing the C64 version of Pirates, let’s say.

(It’s worth mentioning here also that the ANTIC podcast–recorded seven years ago now–even notes that the version of Jinn Genie that Samara coded, for the Atari 8-bit, seems to be lost, although Samara does say that she has a copy of it somewhere. Aforementioned institutions could probably help with that too. What that largely means, though, is that the Atari 8-bit version of Special Delivery is the closest you can get to playing the original Jinn Genie.)

To be fair, the C64 version seems pretty close to the original (the ZX Spectrum port is… not).

As I’ve said previously, my expectations for a Chrimbo cash-in have been low, and no matter how much this is sort of a reskin of a previous game, that it’s got an idea and an actual design exceeds anything I’ve expected. At first glance you might go “well, isn’t this just Santa Claus again?” (or even Santa’s Sleigh Ride.) But it’s honestly much more–even if it is still a bit weird.

In Special Delivery, you’re first flying across the screen in Santa’s (somewhat confusingly drawn) sleigh, collecting presents that… angels are dropping. Which implies that this is in fact the historical Saint Nicolas, or maybe I’m just overthinking it. You’re trying to collect a target number of presents, but you lose them if you crash into clouds (odd) or accidentally collect a demonic present dropped by a devil (who appear rarely, but look very much like angels, annoyingly.) Losing presents won’t kill you, but Santa has a set amount of hours in the night, and you lose an hour if you get struck by the lightning that occasionally appears from the strangely firm clouds.

If you collect enough presents, you get to land on a big house to put presents under the tree. First this requires you climb down the chimney, which in this situation is: huge, full of ladders, and lit so flames keep climbing the ladders that you have to dodge. Once you’ve done that, you’re actually in the house, where you have to Solid Snake your way to the tree, drop off the present, grab the front door key, and then leave through the front door, while the residents run wildly from one room to the next, seemingly out of their nut with either excitement for Christmas or hatred for Santa. Get hit by a flame or grabbed by a resident and you’ll lose an hour.

Interestingly, if you don’t collect enough presents, you don’t get to go into any big houses, but you do get to drop presents down the chimney of some wee houses. You only really pick up big points for going into big houses, which raises the concerning idea that Santa only gives a fuck about you if you’re rich enough to live in a big house.

But to be fair, the people in big houses seem absolutely determined to not get pressies, keeping their fires roaring and attacking Santa on sight, so perhaps he just likes the challenge. “I hope Santa doesn’t show up” they’re saying, “we’ve got all the stuff we need in this big house. We don’t need wooden toys or whatever the historic Saint Nick would be handing out, he should give those to the poor people in the wee houses.”

More fool them, I checked Wikipedia and he was dropping off bags of gold coins through people’s windows. (Admittedly to stop them being sold into prostitution.)

Anyway. Even before I knew the exciting context for Special Delivery, I was struck by how… weirdly ok it was! Maybe it’s just how bad the other Santa-em-ups have been (well, I guess I didn’t hate Merry Xmas Santa) but the different sections largely make sense together, undoubtedly because it’s based on Jinn Genie. The main problem really is that it just doesn’t control very well. Flying the sleigh is stiff, and when you’re actually controlling Santa himself, he reacts very slowly to your input, meaning you have to time presses based on the lag, and I probably lost most of my lives in the chimneys as a result–it might be better on the Atari 8-Bit, so more fool me.

Special Delivery is not really the kind of thing that’s going to hold your attention for very long, but it does actually manage to be playable and feels properly festive. I’ll celebrate that.

Will I ever play it again? I was surprised to see a non-zero number of people say online that playing this is a bit of a Christmas tradition. Well, I don’t think I will be taking it up, but I do fancy playing Jinn Genie at some point now--maybe once that Atari 8-bit version is found!

Final Thought: In my research I was surprised to discover not only had I played a Dalai Software game before, I’d also played a Creative Sparks game, similarly loads of times: Danger Mouse In Double Trouble. Strangely, it has the same multi-game design as this (and I guess, a lot of the computer games of the era) but suffered a lot more for them not having any meaningful connection and mostly being rubbish. Even as a child I remember enjoying just the jungle level and suffering through the rest to get through that. The things you’ll do when you’ve got nothing else as a child.

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battyaboutbooksreviews · 2 months ago

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💖 Sapphic Books Coming Out October 2024

🩷 Good afternoon, bookish bats. By now, you know that sweet, sapphic romance books have a special place in my heart. Here are only a few of the amazing sapphic books hitting shelves in October 2024.

💖 Which ones are you adding to your TBR?

Contemporary 💖 Stand Up! - Tori Sharp 💖 I'll Be Gone for Christmas - Georgia K. Boone 💖 Haunt Your Heart Out - Amber Roberts 💖 Most Wonderful - Georgia Clark 💖 Make the Season Bright - Ashley Herring Blake 💖 Make My Wish Come True - Rachael Lippincott & Alyson Derrick 💖 How Does That Make You Feel, Magda Eklund? - Anna Montague 💖 Turning Twelve - Kathryn Ormsbee & Molly Brooks 💖 Sweet Home Alabarden Park - T.J. O'Shea 💖 Lucy, Uncensored - Mel Hammond & Teghan Hammond 💖 New Horizons - Shia Woods 💖 Writ of Love - Cassidy Crane 💖 What It Meant to Survive - Mala Kumar

Fantasy 💖 Metal from Heave - August Clarke 💖 Whispers Most Foul - Emma MacDonald 💖 Fang Fiction - Kate Stayman-London 💖 House of Frank - Kay Synclaire 💖 The Ghostwing's Lie - Rebecca Mix 💖 This Dark Paradise - Erin Luken 💖 Chai Jinxed - Emi Pinto 💖 The Bloodless Princes - Charlotte Bond 💖 Skysong - C.A. Wright 💖 The Forbidden Book - Sacha Lamb 💖 Until We Shatter - Kate Dylan 💖 Witchwood - Kalyn Josephson

Paranormal/Horror 💖 Haunting Melody - Chloe Spencer 💖 All the Hearts You Eat - Hailey Piper 💖 The Bloodred Moon - H. Noah 💖 Strange Beasts - Susan J. Morris 💖 Feast While You Can - Mikaella Clements & Onjuli Datta

Historical 💖 Women's Hotel - Daniel M. Lavery 💖 I Shall Never Fall in Love - Hari Conner 💖 Outlaw Hearts - Lori G. Matthews

Mystery/Thriller 💖 Staying the Course - Rebecca K Jones 💖 Long Time Gone - Hannah Martian 💖 Johnny-Boy - A. F. Carter 💖 This Ends Now - T.M. Payne

Sci-Fi 💖 On Vicious Worlds - Bethany Jacobs 💖 Sargassa - Sophie Burnham 💖 Villain - Natalie Zina Walschots

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veeagainsttheday · 5 months ago

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Thank you to @naranjapetrificada @epersonae @chaotic-neutral-knitter and @emi--rose for tagging me to post about my favorite fics I've written. I've loved reading what each of you had to write about your fics! I know we put so much of ourselves into these things and it's lovely to learn more about friends.

My favorite fics that I've written are my two fics retelling the two seasons of OFMD, the completed Don't Let Me Die with My Soul in the Air for season 1, and the in progress My Heart is Full of Love (I Have Nothing Else) for season 2. I just really, really love thinking about Ed's journey throughout the show. He's such a special character to me and I love thinking deeply about his motivations and inner world.

I also love the canon world of the show very, very much - it takes a special AU for me to read it, but I will read literally anything set in canon. In addition to the fics above, I have written several things filling in moments in canon and have two others in my WIPs. My fic going from Ed and Stede's kiss in 2x5 to Calypso's birthday in 2x6, The Kissing Game, is one that I particularly wish I could see acted out by Taika and Rhys :D. I feel like it hit the spirit of the show well and also captured the big emotions we see from both Ed and Stede during those episodes.

I have written quite a few AUs and each of them is special me for its own reason but I think that More of the Gravy Basket than the Grave is one of my best because a. it incorporated s2 very shortly after s2; b. I posted it every day leading up to Christmas which felt fun and on theme; and c. A Christmas Carol is so ripe for AUability and it was really fun to riff on that with the various "ghostly" characters. Honestly I could easily do another version of A Christmas Carol AU using completely different characters and this coming Christmas I just might.

Another fav of mine for stylistic reasons is my Gold Rush AU, The Legend of the Gentleman and the Outlaw, by Lucius Spriggs (La Leyenda del Hidalgo y El Bandido, translated by Jim Jimenez). I worked on this fic for months and it was extremely fun to play with the onion style from Cloud Atlas as well as write from the POV of nearly every character in s1, including two birds.

Finally, there's the fic I wrote with @petrichorca, Runaway Effects, which was my first collaboration and made me a wonderful friend. It's also the only one of my fics that anyone has ever made fanart for - the lovely @lizluzz made SUCH a beautiful painting for one of its scenes.

Tagging @petrichorca and @ghostalservice and @thetardigrape because I have not seen them do this yet!

#ofmd fanfic #veewrites

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vxnus-seraph · 2 days ago

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⊱ 'CAPTURE ME, UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME.'—

@ventismuse ; here's your best holiday memory with venti!

there is a certain warmth in the air which manages to enchant venti, the sound of whose harp softly comes in the clearing of the garden, dusk slowly settling on the horizon as it embraces his wings. the whimsy magic of loving gatherings never failed to warm his heart, sensitive for his loved ones as it already was.

but what made this day a particularly special one was that his beloved had fashioned a beautiful lyre out of the finest woods from the north, lined with gold and a custom green feather that designated it as his own. the gold appeared iridescent, managing to capture the eyes of even birds who loved venti's songs, and even more the lyre in his hands.

in a way, it managed to capture the humanity of 'venti' well, but he was far beyond mortal fragility and claims, and yet that his beloved cared enough to gift the world something to remember this human side of their god by. the lyre was enchanted with spells that prevented the wood from decay, and the gold ensured longevity. when it would fall out of the god's hands, it would land in the cathedral- to be remembered as the humanity of lord barbatos, the lover of whom eternalized him forever.

but for now, he was contented thinking of the present and of the love he felt at every moment and the happiness love brought him. truly they say, even gods fall to their knees for love. emi's eyes glittered gently with the anticipation of a warm christmas, and venti's own lips curved into the most beautiful of blossoms as they danced with his blooming mirth.

#. ◟events ◝ ⌗ ◟ gleam of auric blaze ◝

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lucawrites11 · 9 months ago

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Any Keira and Evie headcannons? Maybe things they do together/traditions/important events <333

keira doesn't get evie for christmas day because emy chooses lucy's family. she went once to the walsh's and was appalled by the lack of roast potatoes and yorkshire puddings and couldn't believe they were having a takeaway. keira is not offended, she respects the choice entirely motivated by food.

instead keira gets boxing day and the week after and they do an extra christmas where they eat far too much cake and open lots of extra presents and watch every single christmas movie under the sun. most days end with evie asleep on her no matter how old she is.

keira also gets the best holidays. easter and pancake day. no matter where they are or what's happening, these two eat food. keira taught evie how to make and flip pancakes once during lockdown and now it's their thing. they have lots of topping available but the classic is obviously lemon and sugar. they often compete to see who can flip the pancake the highest or the most. in barcelona, they introduce pancake day to the team as well. on special occasions, they will also make pancakes for breakfast.

for easter obviously. chocolate. the religious aspect is irrelevant, for them, this is the chocolate holiday. who can eat the most without being sick. and easter egg hunts. keira goes all out for the hunt and often uses the training grounds to set it up because there are more hiding spots.

#lucas asks #luca writes #evie bronze #keira walsh #missing pieces

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lgcmanager · 2 months ago

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LGC CHARMS JAPAN: THE RADIO

SCHEDULE TYPE: VARIABLE GIG SCHEDULE RESTRICTIONS: read below

over the years, LEGACY ENTERTAINMENT’s groups have released several japanese singles and albums. in more recent years, with LGC CHARMS JAPAN, they have shown a desire to further their presence in japanese media. thus the launch of a permanent radio show on Nippon Cultural Broadcasting that airs weekly for 45 minutes at 2200JST on Sunday evenings. each week, the radio show features various legacy artists cross-talk, reading fan mail, and several other segments.

the current PERMANENT HOSTS are HIRAWA EMI, KANG SARANG, PARK TAEHA and TAKANASHI ASAMI. each trimester, a total FOUR GUESTS will also be invited as per the following schedule:

WEEK 1: Asami, Emi, Sarang and Taeha

WEEK 2: Emi and Taeha

WEEK 3: Asami and Guest 1

WEEK 4: Emi and Sarang

WEEK 5: Taeha and Guest 2

WEEK 6: Sarang and Asami

WEEK 7: Sarang and Guest 3

WEEK 8: Taeha and Asami

WEEK 9: Emi and Guest 4

WEEK 10: Asami, Emi, Sarang and Taeha

(due to year end activities, the show will be on break during the last two weeks of the december and the first two weeks of january ! )

GUESTS AND THEME

each trimester, a different theme will be picked and some guest restrictions may be placed.

for the current trimester, the THEME is HOLIDAYS; with chuseok right behind and halloween, christmas and new year on the horizon, it's time to talk about holidays ! episodes may center around anything related to any holiday; for instance do the muses have favorite holidays, special memories on any of them, yearly traditions, plans during the winter break, ect.

EACH HOST will be in charge of picking their GUEST through an ON DASH PLOT CALL, with priority given to any JAPANESE ARTIST OR TRAINEE (must have at least 60 japanese points) or any DEBUTED ARTIST with over 60 JAPANESE POINTS.

GUEST cannot participate on the show two trimesters in a row.

REMINDER: this is a PROFESSIONAL setting. as such, even if conversations touch personal matters, both the HOST and GUEST need to keep a good etiquette. the show isn’t to talk about friendship, family ties or past between the hosts and guests, but for listeners to be entertained. furthermore, if a host cannot maintain a completely professional conversation comfortably and without awkwardness or tension with someone, they shouldn’t pick that person as a guest.

REQUIREMENTS

since radio shows are more of a DISCUSSION, we want the requirements to reflect this. therefore the requirements are lowered to a minimum of 50 SPOKEN WORDS per post. on the other hand, you’ll need to write a thread of EIGHT POSTS (four posts each) minimum to collect +4 MCING/HOSTING and/or VARIETY, +4 FREE SKILLS, and +5 NOTORIETY

for the hosts, guest threads are MANDATORY. you may also do a BONUS thread with any of the other hosts, with the same requirements and reward.

make sure to use the hashtag lgc:charmsjapanradio on your threads and solos ! to validate your skill points and collect your notoriety points, please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog before DECEMBER 28, 2024 11:59 EDT.

MUSE NAME ∙ CHARMS JAPAN RADIO - THREAD: +4 MCING/HOSTING and/or VARIETY, +4 SKILL POINTS DISTRIBUTION +5 notoriety [ LINK ] - BONUS: +4 MCING/HOSTING and/or VARIETY, +4 SKILL POINTS DISTRIBUTION +5 notoriety [ LINK ] *only if applicable - HOSTS: do you want to continue hosting next trimester? yes/no

#lgc:charmsjapanradio #lgc:event #lgc:q42024

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kyurilin · 1 year ago

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I had so much fun making posts about my stories I did in 2022 last December that I've decided to do a post about the stories I've done in 2023 today! Unlike last year I'm not breaking it down by story so sorry it'll all be one post lmaoooo. And today's the perfect day to do it because this is the third year anniversary of when I started Stray! I'll throw it under a read more because it's a long post lol

Ironically I'm not starting this post off with Stray

FIRST UP

I actually did this one for a secret Santa event I was in a discord for at the time and it's the only instance of a story I've written that didn't have one of the rooftop gang as the main character

technically since the erasermic cats are named Present Meow and Fog this can count as a sneak peak into erasermic post Mic's Bullshit Life where they're now at the dorms lol

Also the Thirteen and Midnight bit of friendship in this story is kind of a subtle hint of where I'm taking their friendship in Crumbled Rooftops

STRAY MY BELOVED

ya'll should thank @shabby-blog extra special for this one because they are 100% the reason this story even got dropped this year. They are also the driving force behind the fact I'm still working on it

as an extra special 3 year anniversary gift and because chapter two is taking so long to finish (it's a beefy bitch) everyone's Christmas present is access to the OG doc that was started on this day 3 years ago. Meaning this doc is from the era I was still writing Mic's Bullshit Life

the version on ao3 was started in October of 2021, then I don't think I touched it again until AFTER I had done the BNHA big bang and written some percentage of crumbled rooftops since that was THE focus

Genuinely one of my favorite things about Stray is the relationships. Emi and Shouta being exes and yet still close best friends. Nemuri showing up in Hizashi's apartment like "WAKE UP NERD". Oboro professing his love for Tensei and five minutes later hoping that Present Mic dropped nudes on Twitter. There's some great relationship things coming up in chapter 2 that I know you guys will love but writing the way these characters interact is a treat

I'm so glad that there are people who like this one and I'm so sorry it's taking so long to get more of it done but i promise. The next chapter will be worth it. And then chapter 3 will be extra worth it (even though I haven't even started that yet)

This is so far my only published cloudnight story and it's also mistnight so it's obviously first and foremost the best thing I've published

I count this story as an apology for what I did to people in chapter 6 of crumbled rooftops

I LOVED writing this one so much. Particularly the opening bit where Kurogiri is like stunned into silence by Nemuri just being Nemuri.

Obviously it takes a lot of cues from the way I write Kuroboro in Crumbled Rooftops in regards to the dynamic between the two of them as well as introducing how late story Kuroboro will probably behave. Getting to go ahead and write Kuroboro where both parties are in agreement that this situation is permanent and are fine with that was a lot of fun since that's the end goal for CR.

And obviously it's always fun getting to write for Nemuri, particularly since the story I gave her the biggest role in is also one of my saddest. Getting to write a dynamic between Nemuri and Kuroboro was WONDERFUL. Obviously a lot of it is pure headcanon because, at most, in canon Oboro definitely crushes on her.

And on that note it's not that Nemuri has an easier time seeing Kuroboro as he is now compared to the Oboro she knew than EraserMic, it's just that the circumstances in this story are different. I didn't get to delve into it so much, but Kuroboro is on far better terms with them as well since he's not competing with them losing Nemuri. Obviously it's still hard on all of them to cope with Kuroboro as he is now but it's EASIER since theu'de not also grieving for Nemuri

obviously this is one of my favorites I've written this year but then again all my stories are my favorite

AND FINALLY

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT TWO CHAPTERS OF CRUMBLED ROOFTOPS HAVE COME OUT THIS YEAR

Listen. I KNOW it takes me forever to update this one. And I'm once again going to say that shabby is a fucking godsend because they are the reason I managed to get chapter 5 done after I had to rewrite basically all of it just to get it to a point where it was good enough

This story is my BABY, OKAY. It takes a lot of cues from Mockingjay and the entire Hijacked Peeta storyline that I didn't realize until I reread that book earlier this year. And it WORKS.

We hit two pivotal points in this story this year, one of which has been in my mind since the story was originally outlined for the BNHA big bang last year and the other that I kind of happened into.

So to go into chapter 5 first- the Tensei reunion is one of my favorite parts of the story. The way Tensei interacts with Oboro was so GOOD. He is open and honest with Oboro (with the exception of exactly one moment) and it gives Oboro a perspective on things that sets into motion what happens in chapter 6

Not to mention the Eri and Oboro bonding in this chapter is absolute perfection. Eri dropping "your quirk hurts people too doesn't it" and Oboro realizing how similar they are is. Just. One of my favorite things.

BUT CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER. FUCKING. 6.

I am genuinely not lying when I say that one of the first scenes in my head for this story was Oboro confronting Hizashi and Shouta about Nemuri. I wanted the story to get to that moment so bad and I didn't know when or how I was going to get there

So obviously when I started chapter 6 and knew in my heart that THIS was it, it was going to happen in THIS chapter, I knew I had to do it right. And judging by the comments I got for it I feel like I nailed it (LET ME HAVE MY CONFIDENCE)

giving Oboro the single happy moment of finally being called Uncle Oboro was my apology to him

And I want to give a shout-out to the ending of that chapter specifically, since it's one of the few times I acknowledge the manga storyline that's currently ongoing rather than sticking to anime only information. Considering how long it's taken to write this story, when I knew for sure I was going to make Nemuri's death a pivotal part of the plot, that was going to be the major manga spoiler. But the anime beat me to it and suddenly before chapter 6 came out, the audience reading it was more likely to have the same information that everyone but Oboro had- that Nemuri was gone

HOWEVER while it's not particularly a big part of the plot character wise, the original ending to chapter 6 was going to be Oboro alone on the rooftop of UA. That had been set in stone since the reveal scene happened. But at some point in the final arc, at least two of the towers of UA get destroyed. Whether it's ACTUAL UA or not (thanks @machiroads for planting a doubt in my mind lol), my immediate thought was 'oh SHIT my FANFIC'. Because it was absolutely important to me that Oboro warp to the roof of UA, since in his mind it's safety. But suddenly that wasn't there and it changed how that last little bit of the chapter had to go and HONESTLY. IT WORKS SO MUCH BETTER.

I have no idea how long it's going to take me to get the next chapter out but I can tell ya'll this- we're entering the next arc of the story now. The biggest secret is on the table, and what happens next is going to define a lot of how the characters interact with each other and I am so looking forward to sharing it with everyone

AND THAT'S A WRAP. Last year I mostly did trivia bits but this year I just kind of went all over the place lol sorry everyone

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moonstruck-writing · 2 years ago

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Title: Sheltered Winter Pairing: Tsuzuru Minagi x reader | A3! Rating: Teen C/Ws: gender-neutral reader, domestic fluff, established relationship, flustered Tsuzuru, Christmas fluff, they all enjoy teasing Tsuzuru Requested by @emilycollins00 <;3 Summary: Christmas arrives right after Tsuzuru and you have started dating, and Kazunari decides it’s the best time to invite you to spend time at Mankai – without Tsuzuroon knowing. Word count: 3k A/N: I hope you can enjoy this as a belated present for Reyes, Emi! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you have just as much fun (if not more) reading it <3

Also, Christmas is used here in a general way, it doesn’t have to be the 25th.

Fog clung to the walls of buildings, blurring the skyline of the city. It was cold, but it was a good type of cold. It was Christmas, when it seems that winter isn’t so harsh, and the lights accentuate the beauty of the season. You tried to snuggle further into the scarf around your neck, but it wasn’t enough. Even then, the thought of your destination kept you warm somehow.

You were going to see Tsuzuru. And not just that, but you were going to spend Christmas with him. It felt like a dream, and you felt giddy and excited. It hadn’t passed that much time since you had last seen each other but seeing him in those circumstances felt extra special. Specifically, because you had only begun dating recently. That contributed to the feeling of walking inside a dream. You couldn’t quite believe it, but you knew that soon it would all feel real. The wide smile that spread on your face couldn’t be covered by the scarf.

Receiving the invitation to spend Christmas at Mankai had surprised you, since it came from Kazunari, but you hadn’t thought much about it. You had known him for a long time since you had friends in common, but it hadn’t been until you went to see one of the plays he starred in, that you met Tsuzuru. For some reason, Kazunari had insisted on introducing you and your friends to all the members of Mankai that were present, and that’s when you found out Tsuzuru wasn’t just an actor, but that he wrote the scripts for the plays too. You chatted with him a bit, and soon enough you two connected through your passion for writing and reading. It could’ve been a one-time thing, meeting a kindred spirit and then parting, but it was not. Tsuzuru texted you the title of a book he had mentioned to you – thanks to Kazunari for being the bridge that once again connected you, this time technologically – and you entered Tsuzuru’s world.

And that world came with every single member of Mankai.

You had spent countless times backstage, congratulating the troupe on their plays, and Tsuzuru on the script. You had even spent evenings at the dorms, hanging out with Kazunari and some of the others. But now, it was different.

Now you were spending time at Mankai as Tsuzuru’s partner. Not just a friend, but so much more.

As you approached the dorms, you wondered if you should text Tsuzuru or simply ring the bell. You weren’t sure who would open it, and as much as you wanted to think you were on good terms with many of his fellow actors, you still weren’t as comfortable as you would’ve liked. So you opted for the safer option.

<Tsuzu, I’m at the door.>

It wasn’t long until a message popped on your screen.

You looked around, trying to figure out if there was supposed to be more than one door to the dorms, even if you had always gotten inside through the one you were standing on.

<You’re at the dorms?>

<Yes, I was coming today, don’t you remember?>

You saw his status change from typing to online and then change again. It made your stomach act up.

Meanwhile, Tsuzuru seemed to have started an impromptu gymnastics session. He jumped from the chair he was sitting on, typed and deleted a million questions, and ultimately decided to rush to the bathroom to check his appearance before opening the door.

He had no idea why you were there, but couldn’t bring himself to ask in the end. Had it been his mistake? Had you two made plans beforehand? Because of the way you had phrased it, it didn’t seem you had simply decided to surprise him.

He combed his hair a few times and straightened his hoodie, and then the butterflies appeared. He was going to see you. You were there.

When he opened the door, you greeted him with a smile and a shiver.

“I’m so sorry, you must be so cold, come in quickly.” He instinctively reached for your arm, pulling you inside. The contact lit a fire inside you, melting the cold that was biting at your skin.

“So, what were you doing?” You asked while taking off your shoes.

“Oh, just seeing what new plays were happing around. Fieldwork.” He put his hands inside his hoodie’s pocket and looked at you from behind.

“You want to go see some plays?”

“Yeah, I figured I can also study scriptwriting by seeing the actual performances, not just reading scripts and books.” He shrugged, even if you couldn’t see it. “Want to come with?”

You turned around and flashed him a wide smile. Tsuzuru couldn’t even hear your answer from the waves your reaction had created in him.

“Ah! You’re here!” Kazunari’s voice echoed in the entrance.

Tsuzuru turned around, facing Kazunari. It didn’t take long for him to put two and two together. Tsuzuru sighed, unable to do anything else. But instead of feeling defeated by Kazunari’s ideas, he felt grateful. You were here now.

“You can leave your things in Tsuzuroon’s room.” Kazunari addressed you. “You haven’t seen it yet if I’m not mistaken. And I’m sure you’re extra hyped for it.”

“Hey!” Tsuzuru couldn’t help but grumble. His room was a mess and there was no way he wanted you to see that. Kazunari should’ve given him a heads-up at least!

“Honestly, I do want to see your room.” You looked at Tsuzuru, standing up and finally properly entering the dorms. He didn’t really have any other options. Tsuzuru sighed again, closing his eyes.

“Okay, but just give me a couple of minutes.”

“Ohh, is there something you want to hide, Tsuzuroon?”

The glare Tsuzuru shot him petrified Kazunari. It wasn’t the first time he joked around with him, but it was the first time he saw him reacting in such a way.

“I’ll keep y/n company until you come back, so no need to worry!”

“That’s exactly what I’m worried about.”

You laughed and Tsuzuru’s face seemed to soften a little.

“I’ll come back quickly.” He searched for any signs of discomfort in your eyes, but he only found calmness. Once he disappeared down the corridor, you sat down on the sofa next to Kazunari.

“So it was your idea.” You looked at Kazunari, and he quickly understood what you meant.

“I wanted to WOW Tsuzuroon. You know the word vacay doesn’t really exist in his vocabulary.” There was nothing you could say to that, even if you knew he could’ve gone about other ways with the plan. “And you haven’t been here in a while.”

“Yeah, since before we started dating,” you muttered, more to yourself than to him. “Have you missed m—”

“You’re dating?” Kazunari interrupted you, chuckling to himself. “Man, I did all this to bring you closer!” He leaned further into the sofa, bringing his hands behind his head. “You didn’t need my help at all, did ya?”

You felt a needle pinching at your stomach. It had only been recently that you two started going out together, that’s why…

“I should’ve picked up on the clues, though. Tsuzuroon has been casually mentioning you every now and then.” Kazunari’s words calmed down the dark spiral that had begun forming in your head. “He also–”

“Okay,” Tsuzuru’s voice could be heard from the corridor. “You can come now.”

“We’ll leave this convo for another time.” Kazunari winked at you, and you giggled. He had managed to distract you and now you were more relaxed than before. You were glad you had a friend like him.

You quickly followed Tsuzuru to his room, glad that you hadn’t taken off your coat yet. You could see your breath as you crossed the courtyard. He turned around a couple of times while walking you there, and you exchanged smiles. You felt giddy.

“Masumi isn’t here now, so you can relax.” He said while closing the door after you.

You remembered him from the plays.

“He’s away visiting his family for the holidays?” You asked while removing your coat and scarf. Tsuzuru promptly took them from you and placed them on top of his coats on the hanger on his side of the room.

“He’s out with Izumi and some of the other guys that haven’t gone back home.” You started casually looking around the room and walked closer to his desk to see the books that were piling up there. There, something surprised you.

“You printed this picture!” You pointed at the photograph hanging from his wall, among quotes from plays and novels.

It was a picture of you two, smiling bashfully at the camera. It had been the first selfie you had taken together, and it showed. But you adored that picture.

“Yeah,” Tsuzuru bridged the distance between you two. “Omi was going to print some photographs and I asked him to print this one for me.” Tsuzuru stared at the picture in an attempt to calm his nerves. Having you in his room was doing things to him. Then, his eyes accidentally roamed over his shelves. “Oh! I need to give you your gift.” He picked up a package wrapped in gift wrapping from above. “I can’t believe I almost forgot.” He giggled, and you felt the urge to hug him. Even if you hadn’t talked about it, you two had bought a gift for the other. You felt comforted by the connection that action proved.

Tsuzuru offered the gift to you, and you two sat down on his bed. It was heavy and sturdy like a book, and you didn’t waste any time, quickly tearing the paper.

“What!” You gasped without peeling your eyes from the cover. “It’s the book adaptation of that series!” You looked at Tsuzuru, surprise, awe and confusion all mixing on your face.

“You looked so happy talking about that series, that I thought…” He smiled looking into your eyes.

“I love it!” You hugged him impulsively, trying to show your emotions. He hugged you back, the book you were holding with one hand still between you. “Ah! I also have something for you.” You let go of him, put down the book and went to your coat, searching the pockets. “Here.” You walked back to the bed, offering him the small gift.

He smiled widely, unable to contain his joy. When he finally ripped the paper and opened the small box, his smile widened even more.

“Wow, I—” he looked at you, speechless.

“Do you like it?”

“Of course I do! It’s wonderful.” He looked back at the box in his hands, containing the bracelet you had chosen. It was a thin chain with a small metallic quill. “Can you put it on for me?” You took it from the box, and he pulled his sleeve back, offering you his wrist. When you finished tying it for him, he quickly interlaced his fingers with yours, preventing you from pulling away. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it. I thought it could maybe offer you some support while you write.” You squeezed his hand, emphasizing your point. “And I love your gift, I can’t wait to start reading it.”

“I’m glad.” Tsuzuru’s features softened, and you felt his fingertips running over your knuckles. “Although I don’t want you going home any time soon, so that’ll have to wait.” A playful smile appeared on his lips, and you slowly leaned forward until you were only a few inches apart. He also leaned in, and you joined in a sweet peck.

A kiss that was soon interrupted by the loud sound of furniture being dragged around in another room. It startled you and you pulled away. Embarrassed by your reaction, you looked away, trying to hide your expression from Tsuzuru.

“Are you hungry? I can make us something quick to eat.” He left the box and torn wrapping paper to the side and stood up, tugging your hand.

“Oh, I’m fine, thank you.” You looked at him again.

“Let’s get something to drink, then.”

You stood up and made to let go of his hand, but he didn’t. He kept holding your hand while leaving his room, walking down the corridor to the kitchen. It made you nervous, shy and excited all at once, but more than anything it filled your heart with warmth.

“Oh, hello there.” When you reached the kitchen, a voice greeted you.

“Azuma, I thought you said work got busier during this season.” Tsuzuru looked slightly taken aback.

“Is that your way of telling me I’m not welcome?” He giggled, looking at your intertwined hands. “And who is the kindred soul?”

You had seen Azuma before in the Winter Troupe’s plays, but you had never actually spoken to him, so you quickly introduced yourself.

“Nice to meet you. I hope to be seeing you around here more often.” He gave you a smooth smile, and you wondered how many people had succumbed to that charm.

“I can make us some milkshakes if you want?” Tsuzuru let go of your hand and turned around to face you, to gain back some of the privacy that had been lost due to Azuma’s presence.

“I see you’re trying to show off here.” But his presence wasn’t something that could be forgotten so easily.

“Wha—, no, I’m not!” Tsuzuru quickly looked over at you. “Okay, maybe a little bit…” He owned up to it, surprising you.

“Nothing to be ashamed of, Tsuzuru.” He continued teasing, finding enjoyment in seeing how nervous the usually stoic writer could get. “I can also see why this is the first time I’ve met y/n. You don’t want anyone else taking them away from you, huh?”

“Azuma!” Tsuzuru blushed furiously. He felt humiliated and uncool, exactly the opposite of what he wanted to show you. He only dared to look at you for a second, in which meeting your intense gaze didn’t help to calm him down. To try to distract himself, Tsuzuru went to the cupboards and started taking out a couple of mugs. “I can make us some hot chocolate or coffee or something.”

“I’d love a hot chocolate, but it hasn’t been that long since I had lunch,” you hesitated out loud.

“How about making it a milkshake?”

“Make it three,” Azuma quickly added.

“What were you in the kitchen for?” Tsuzuru sighed, suggesting that he should make his own drink, but he still took out another mug from the cupboard.

“You make a great reluctant big brother, Tsuzuru.” Azuma observed him with a placid smile. You decided to move away to not be a bother to Tsuzuru and sat down next to Azuma. “Do you have siblings, y/n?”

That’s how the questions started – where did you met each other, did you see their plays, what was your favourite – while Tsuzuru worked on making the best milkshakes he remembered from one of his part-time jobs. You started feeling comfortable and wondered if there would be more days like this one in the future. Days where you spend time with Tsuzuru at home, and time seems to slow down.

After giving the whipped cream on top the final touch with some ground cinnamon, he handed you the beverages and sat down. You were all savoring your drinks when Azuma decided to stop drinking.

“What do you like about Tsuzuru?”

Sitting beside you, he seemed to choke on the milkshake and coughed a couple of times.

“Enough!” He was still whipping his mouth with a napkin when he reprimanded Azuma.

“Okay, okay, I’m leaving.” He raised his hands in momentary defeat, then took the mug and stood up. “Y/n can tell you alone.” Azuma winked, finally getting out of the kitchen. Tsuzuru sighed, wanting to dig a hole to get inside. First Kazunari and now Azuma… things weren’t going how he would’ve wanted them to. You hadn’t been dating for long, and he worried that he could do something to make you lose interest. He felt extremely clumsy and out of practice – when was the last time he had tried to impress anyone?

Maybe when he had written the first play for Mankai? But what he wanted to show you went far beyond that. He didn’t want you to just think of him as a good enough scriptwriter – he wanted so much more. And it was scary.

You slurped the last drops of your drink and the sound brought Tsuzuru back to reality.

“This was soooo good.” You licked your lips mindlessly, trying to get every last drop of flavor you could. “To be honest, I am impressed.”

He felt a flush of heat travel from his chest to his face. He eyed the hand you had rested on top of the table and moved his hand closer until your pinkies were touching. But before he could do something else, another person entered the kitchen.

“Oh, hello y/n, it’s been a while.” Tsumugi was carrying the watering can in one hand. He needed to use the sink since the hose in the back garden wasn’t working properly at that moment.

“How are the plants doing?” You had spoken to him when Kazunari and Tsuzuru first invited you to the dorms. Kazunari had insisted on giving you a tour of the place, and you had found him gardening.

“They’re doing well, but I see now it’s a shame I didn’t plant any mistletoe,” Tsumugi said while looking between you and Tsuzuru. “Although I am sure you don’t need it.”

That’s all it took for the both of you to get flustered. Tsumugi finished filling the watering can and turned the tap off, seemingly oblivious to the state he was going to leave you in.

“Feel free to visit the garden any time,” he said as a goodbye. When he left, you finally felt you could breathe again. Was it so obvious now that you were dating?

“Sorry about that, they’re all really… an interesting bunch.” Tsuzuru took the chance to take your hand between his.

“Yeah, I kind of had an inkling they’d be like that, Tsuzu.” You saw the worried look in his eyes and tried to reassure him. You were actually having a lot of fun being there with him.

“Hearing you say my name like that… makes me all warm and fuzzy.” The blush that had spread over his cheeks after Tsumugi’s comment intensified now, filling your heart with love.

You leaned your head on Tsuzuru’s shoulder and allowed him to play with the hand he had between his. Meanwhile, you basked in his heat.

Maybe some other resident of Mankai would come soon to interrupt you, but for now, that moment was yours.

I hope you enjoyed this, interactions and constructive feedback are highly appreciated <3

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sailormoonandme · 1 year ago

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During the production of the original 1992 Sailor Moon anime the voice actresses for the five Inner Senshi (Kotono Mitsuishi, Aya Hisakawa, Michie Tomizawa, Emi Shinohara, and Rica Fukami) formed a group called Peach Hips which performed several songs from the anime.*

Astonishingly, the group never performed Moonlight Densetsu, the defining theme for the original anime/the Sailor Moon franchise as a whole.

That is...with the exception of a bonus feature attached to Vol. 9 of the Sailor Moon Laser Discs. The performance can be viewed here:

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As you can tell the sound quality is unfortunately not great. However, a higher quality version of the performance also exists in another video which presents the full bonus feature:

youtube

I have used my amateur sound editing skills to extract the performance as an mp3 so that you can all enjoy the song as performed by the original voice actresses.

*The most famous of which was probably 'Moon Revenge', the theme song for the first Sailor Moon film, Sailor Moon R The Movie (aka Sailor Moon R: The Promise of the Rose for you DiC fans).

#sailor moon #naoko takeuchi #kotono mitsuishi #Peach Hips #moonlight densetsu #Sailor Moon 1992 #sailor moon anime #Youtube

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a-romantics-guide-to-life · 2 months ago

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⋆𖠰₊⟡ ˚❆ 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ❆˚ ⟡₊𖠰⋆

happy holiday season! here's my special countdown to christmas special where every day from december 14 to christmas, a new holiday themed fic will be out. mainly tom blyth characters (plus one VERY self-indulgent draco malfoy one), hope you enjoy!

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

coriolanus snow x fem reader just a regular day snow day with Snow; aka now that coriolanus has you in his arms, he doesn't intend on letting you go 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

alex nilsen x fem reader warm freshly baked brown butter chocolate chip cookies? a staple of your's and alex's holiday routine 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟓

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, .❆ ִֶָ࣪

single dad! billy the kid x fem reader christmas is just around the corner so you and billy help kara write her wishlist to santa (technically falls underneath the single dad hockey player universe) 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟔

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

billy the kid x fem reader you and billy take choosing a tree very seriously. better known as snowy forest shenanigans 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟕

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

alex nilsen x fem reader even though alex loathes cringey holiday rom coms, he'd sit through hundreds of them just for you (talk about corny and cliche) 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

draco malfoy x fem reader the weekly hogsmeade trip has always been magical, especially during the winter, but the holiday present rush? you and draco both agreed that it was a bloody mess 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

coriolanus snow x fem reader coryo's first holiday dinner as a presidential canidate, what could possibly go wrong? answer; everything, especially when you wore that red dress 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢'𝐦𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐞 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

alex nilsen x fem reader teaching kids was much more fun that high school seniors, especially when they manage to catch mrs.claus kissing santa underneath the mistletoe 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

billy the kid x fem reader "there we go baby, string 'em up nicely now" "how is it possible for you to make decorating a tree sound sexy?" 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐨r .❆ ִֶָ࣪

alex nilsen x fem reader alex loves surprising you early for christmas, how? well, thats a good question 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

dad! coriolanus snow x fem reader you are coryo were supposed to be stealthy about setting up the presents underneath the tree, if only you two weren't so noisy 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟒

࣪ ִֶָ ❆. 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 .❆ ִֶָ࣪

billy the kid x fem reader you loved christmas as did billy. although, sometimes it felt like you loved the holiday that you two met on more than the man himself 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓

#emis countdown to christmas 2024 #christmas #emi's christmas special #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #tbosas #alex nilsen #alex nilsen x reader #pwmov #billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid 2022 #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #harry potter #tom blyth #tom blyth x reader #emi sanity

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beanswrites · 2 years ago

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Holiday special: MHA Edition

Hey guys!! Here's the holiday special I promised! I'm so sorry you waited, I've been very busy eith college and work... More works coming soon!!

requests open!! masterlist is linked in my rules for requesting!

UA Students:

The UA decided to throw a big party for their students - after all, it's what they deserve after months of fighting villains and getting into life-threatening situations. The main hall, the dorms, classrooms - everything was decorated with ornaments and hand-made decorations students made. Some teachers, like Present Mic and All Might were rather excited, helping the kids with the decorations and even adding some holiday activities in their classes. Others, like Aizawa, weren't so stoked. As for the students, most of class 1A was very excited. It took some convincing, a hell of a lot of persuasions from the Bakusquad, and a few nice pleas from you and Kirishima, but Bakugo was finally on board as well.

Characters most excited about Holidays/would go on many holiday dates/hangouts with you: Yuga Aoyama, Mina Ashido, Ochako Uraraka, Mashirao Ojiro, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Rikido Sato, Hanta Sero, Toru Hagakure, Izuku Midoriya, Momo Yaoyorozu

Characters who dislike the Holidays, but you certainly make it better: Kyoka Jirou, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo

Characters who are indifferent to holidays but starting to love them because you are there: Tsuyu Asui, Tenya Iida, Koji Koda, Mezo Soji

Pro Heroes:

Even though they work at different agencies, the pros always make time to hang out with each other during the holidays. Some of them are best friends, some of them are just work friends, and some of them even have rivalries, but the holidays are one time of the year when they can just have fun and be grateful that they are all well and alive. All Might tried to get everyone to come to the holiday work party, however not many came. Even though they love each other, the pros love their families and friends even more. And what's a better time to finally be home and spend some time with them than the winter holidays? You certainly thought so.

Characters most excited about Holidays/would go on many holiday dates/hangouts with you: Emi Fukakado/Ms. Joke, Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic, Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum, Rumi Usagiyama/Mirko

Characters who dislike the Holidays, but you certainly make it better: Mirai Sasaki/Sir Nighteye, Shota Aizawa/Eraser Head, Snipe, Shinya Kamihara/Edgeshot

Characters who are indifferent to holidays but starting to love them because you are there: Crimson Riot, Keigo Takami/Hawks, Nemuri Kayama/Midnight, Tsunagu Hakamada/Best Jeanist

League of Villains:

Hey, just because they are psychotic villains doesn't mean they don't get to celebrate the holidays! Twice was the one who initiated a little holiday spirit, and all of them just went with it (unwillingly). Shigaraki and Dabi are the ones who complain the most about wearing the cliche Santa hats and having Christmas lights in their hide-out, but they didn't have the heart to ruin it for Twice, Toga, and you. It might have not been much, but you still exchanged little gifts on New Year's Day. All in all, it was the best holiday season any villain could ask for.

Characters most excited about Holidays/would go on many holiday dates/hangouts with you: Himiko Toga, Jin Bubaigawara/Twice

Characters who dislike the Holidays, but you certainly make it better: Tomura Shigaraki, Kurogiri, All For One

Characters who are indifferent to holidays but starting to love them because you are there: Touya Todoroki/Dabi

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unmotivatedwrit3r · 2 years ago

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I posted 26 times in 2022

13 posts created (50%)

13 posts reblogged (50%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@glorified-red

@citrinesparkles

@unmotivatedwrit3r

I tagged 26 of my posts in 2022

#my writing - 14 posts

#emi's mutuals - 11 posts

#jason todd x reader - 11 posts

#damian wayne x reader - 10 posts

#tim drake x reader - 7 posts

#jason todd - 6 posts

#dick grayson x reader - 6 posts

#damian wayne imagine - 6 posts

#damian wayne x you - 6 posts

#self reblog - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#and the fun thing about brown paper is it’s harder to use which is so in character for him

My Top Posts in 2022:

Gift Giving

batboys x reader

(A/N): I've had zero time to write between 15 hours a week of rehearsal, 20 hours of honors seminar work, other class, and my job so I apologize for once again being MIA.

Today is my birthday, though, so I found this reasonably relevant headcanon set (because I did not have time to write something like I wanted to) and I'm posting it as my gift to you. Enjoy <3

wc: ~600

warnings: none

Dick Grayson:

He’s the easiest out of his brothers to shop for, mostly because he’s happy with anything as long as the person made an effort

He’s given quite a few gag gifts in his day, so if he gets any, he’ll take them good naturedly and laugh

If you make him something, he’ll absolutely adore it

And he sounds a little bit like a parent when he says that he adores everything you give him because it came from you, and you put in the effort to find something specifically for him, and that means more than anything

Literally, he’d be happy with a new pair of pj pants

But if you want to make him really happy, get him things that will improve his quality of life

Like buy him body wash you think he’ll love the smell of, something a little more pricey that he’d never buy for himself but would really want to

Jason Todd:

There are a few avenues you can go down when buying Jason gifts

The first is the literature route

You can either buy him a new book, a fancy copy of one he loves, or get something just a little decorative like a signed copy or a special dust jacket

The other thing guaranteed to be a hit is comfort items

He loves items that make him feel safe, so a weighted blanket or a fluffy blanket, or a new type of tea to try will make him so happy

Even better if you do something like a tasting box for the two of you to do together

You can do gag gifts with him, but you have to be careful a) not to go too far and b) because he can and will give as good as he gets and he is devious

Tim Drake:

Tim loves technology, so it’s smart to base gifts for him around that

Get him a new tool or a new device, or just something you found that you thought was awesome that he can tinker with

Anything weird and different he would find intriguing, and his face will light up when he thinks of things to do with new parts he’s never had before

He, like Jason, also loves comfort items

Get him fuzzy things like jackets or blankets

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One More Sleep pt.1

batboys x reader

(A/N): Happy Holidays all! I was listening to this song and decided to write a blurb series about the batboys getting home early Christmas morning and have actually stuck to it so here's part 1! Part 2 will be out tomorrow but what it contains will depend on what I get written in the next 24 hours so we'll see what happens. Many thanks to Red for brainstorming help. This series wouldn't exist if not for them. Also thanks to my sister who has read these and deemed them "tooth-rotting fluff." She's a Duke fan despite knowing nothing about DC other than what she hears from me.

And I've decided to dedicate these two parts to my lovely mutuals so @citrinesparkles, this one is for you. I hope you enjoy!

And Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!

total wc: ~1800

warnings: non-graphic mentions of injury, exhaustion, specific mentions of Christmas, so. much. fluff.

Dick Grayson

wc: ~700

Dick yawns as he glances up at the screen in the airport. Baggage claim 6 holds the bags for the nonstop Christmas Eve flight from California to Gotham, apparently. He checks his watch: 1:30am. Well, Christmas now. Usually his family doesn't take commercial flights back from missions, but Dick’s cover demanded he take one from San Francisco to Gotham so he could use visiting California as his excuse.

Dick hikes his bag a little higher on his shoulders, wincing a little as his elbow tweaks even with the brace, and heads to the escalator that would lead him to the baggage claim. This early on Christmas morning, the airport is quieter than usual and the everyday Gotham bustle has been replaced with a weird sort of hollowness ringing in the air. Dick stretches his neck out—sore from hours on the javelin then the plane—and stops short. He can feel a smile spreading across his face. It’s nearly 2am on Christmas day and yet there you are: standing by the baggage claim with a thermos in one hand, the other crossed over your chest. He sees the moment you lay eyes on him in real time, when your eyes light up and a smile splits your features, and there’s a beat of warmth in his chest. He gets to have that—no one else.

Dick picks up his pace as you head towards him. And then your arms are around him and the solemnity of an empty airport can’t get to him anymore.

You pull back first, arms around his neck shifting for one hand to cup his face before you pull him to a kiss.

“Merry Christmas, Dickie,” you say, forehead resting against his temple.

“Merry Christmas, babe,” Dick whispers. He pulls back this time, his left hand winding around your free one. “I didn’t know you were coming.”

You smile, handing him the thermos.

“Bruce sent me the flight details—it’s hot chocolate, I made it before I left—Bruce sent me the details and I said I’d pick you up to surprise you.”

Dick squeezes your hand as the two of you walk back towards the baggage claim. It’s moving now, a stilted circling around, though there are no bags yet.

“Best gift I could have asked for.”

“Oh so you don’t want the matching sweaters I bought for us the other day? Okay then.”

Dick hands you the thermos so he can grab his suitcase as it appears around the bend, playing devastated.

“Oh come on babe you know I have a weakness for sweaters,” he teases. You take the suitcase from him as soon as it touches the ground, swapping it with the thermos, and pull your linked hands over your shoulder, guiding him out of the airport and into the cold Gotham air. His energy is flagging now, even as the wind bites at his face, adrenaline from seeing you fading back into the after-mission kind of tired that a half-nap on a plane can’t fix.

Dick blinks his eyes open and he’s standing in front of your car. He opens the passenger door on autopilot, dropping his bag at his feet and placing the thermos into a cup holder in the center console. He climbs in and pulls the door shut before putting on his seatbelt and leaning against the window. Behind him, the trunk slams shut. The driver’s door opens and you turn the key in the ignition, sparking a burst of warm air from the vents. Dick shivers, still leaning against the car window.

Your hand, cold from outside, finds his and squeezes. Dick squeezes back, eyes half lidded now. He wants nothing more than to turn on the radio and sing Christmas songs with you for the 25 minutes it’ll take to get to his childhood home, but he’s quickly losing to his exhaustion.

There’s a nose pressed briefly against his cheekbone and warm lips pressed to his cheek for just a second before they withdraw.

“Take a nap,” you suggest. You selflessly know what’s best for him, always. Making sure you know a million times over will just have to be his new year’s resolution. He’s too tired now. “I’ll wake you when we get to the manor. Everyone’s already expecting us down at noon tomorrow. We’re doing brunch.”

And Dick, warm in adoration and surrounded by pine-scented car air freshener, lets his eyes flutter closed.

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Autumn Winds and Boyfriend Hoodies

jason todd x reader

(A/N): So my last few weeks have been something like open and close a show, then get COVID, then have 6 essays due this week, but after his week, I'll hopefully have breathing room.

This is a birthday gift for the wonderful Citi @citrinesparkles who has been so patient about my ramblings and is just a lovely human. Citi, I hope you love it :)

warnings: none that i can think of?

wc: ~1200

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It’s been a long day. There’s no special reason, nothing you did or didn’t do. You had the right supplies for your before-work caffeine and you left on time. You even found a ten at the bottom of your bag that you’d completely forgotten about when you went to buy lunch. But you feel like you didn’t sleep as well last night, and someone opened a window somewhere before you’d even arrived, giving the late autumn winds full permission to whip through the building, leaving an unshakeable chill in their wake.

It’s an even chillier two block walk from the bus station to your building, and you welcome the heat as you step inside. Your plans tonight: shower, heat up leftovers for dinner, and watch a movie or two on Netflix before you go to sleep. Even better if your boyfriend can in fact make it over by 8. You got a text earlier in the day that he’d gotten safely home from his two-day mission with minimal injuries, so you’re optimistic. You open your text chain with Jason as you walk up the stairs to the third floor to let him know you’re home and he can come by whenever.

And then you get to your apartment, walk inside, and it’s freezing. You toe off your shoes and head towards the heater. There’s no warm air blowing — which is expected as it feels like it’s 60 degrees in your apartment — and the light that glows to indicate it’s on isn’t blinking a dull green as usual. Five minutes of fiddling later, you give up and email the maintenance for your building. The automated response you get says that they close at 6 in the evenings except for emergencies—which you don’t qualify as—and they won’t get back to you until tomorrow morning.

“Great, just what I needed,” you mutter to yourself, stripping off your coat to hang it up and dropping your bag by the door. You take off your shoes and put your keys on the hook by the door. You’re already getting chilly. “A hot shower sounds really good right now.”

There’s a knock on the door 40 minutes later, after you’ve showered and heated up dinner and gotten your food and drink to the coffee table. The TV is on, showing you the Netflix home screen. You don’t want to put your blanket on your lap while you’re eating, so you resign yourself to just being chilly for the next half-hour or so. The knock comes as you’re scrolling through your list, searching for something low-effort to watch, and you let out a heavy breath before untangling yourself from your squished position on the couch in order to put your bowl and the remote on the coffee table and open the door.

Jason’s on the other side when you open it, in sweatpants and a hoodie under a leather jacket. Just seeing him makes your evening so much better. He looks exhausted, heavy bags under his eyes and in soft clothes, and there’s a spark of warmth in your chest because he trusts you enough to see that part of him and you feel so incredibly lucky.

“Hi,” you say, and you can feel a dopey smile crossing your face. You see Jason’s eyes scan you quickly, traveling over your snowflake pj pants and fuzzy socks and one of his t-shirts, and he smiles back at you.

“Hi babe. Did you want to stand in the doorway all night or?” You step back, opening the door wider as he comes inside.

“You know Jay, if you didn’t want to eat the remaining leftovers in my fridge, you could have just said so.” Jason laughs, a bright thing that makes you smile too.

“Missed you too.”

He takes the door to close it behind him and then leans towards you. You catch his face with your hands as his arms circle around your waist and back. It’s a soft kiss, and his lips are warm, staving off the chill that you’ve felt since you walked in, and you take a second to press your forehead against his temple, just relishing in the fact that he’s here, safe, with you.

He’s a little taller than he usually is, and you look down when you step back; he’s wearing work boots. He only wears those when he needs to fit something bulky in his shoes because he doesn’t have to tie them.

“Minimal injuries, huh?” you ask. Jason follows your eyes down to his shoes and shrugs.

“I’m walking, so I’d say it’s minimal.” You turn to the kitchen.

“Sit down and put whichever ankle it is on the coffee table. I’ll get your food. And an ice pack.”

When you look back at him, Jason is grinning. He hangs his leather jacket on his hook on your coat hanger.

By the time you get back to the coffee table, any warmth you’d been feeling is gone, and the ice pack you have in your hands isn’t helping. You hand Jason the ice pack first and he positions it properly over his ankle before you hand him his food. He takes it with a murmured ‘thanks,’ and you hum in response, picking your food back up and sitting back in your spot on the couch. Your food isn’t warm anymore, more lukewarm, but you’re not willing to uncurl again just to heat it up.

Jason’s settled on a movie, you realize; there’s something paused on the screen. You didn’t even hear him start it.

“Babe, you okay?” When you look at him, Jason’s face is creased with concern. You feel guilty for making him worry when he just got back and you’re frustrated at yourself that it’s something so mundane.

“I’m cold.” The words sound sort of whiny and pathetic to you when they come out of your mouth, but Jason’s face lights up.

“Hold this,” he says, passing you his bowl. You take it, confused, as he wriggles around, pulling off his hoodie. It’s dark red and huge and has a tiny logo in the corner of what you think is a Wayne Enterprises shelter in the narrows. Jason takes his bowl back and hands you the hoodie, then motions for you to give him your bowl. You hesitate, fingers twitching towards the sweatshirt.

“I run warm, so don’t feel like you’re putting me out. It’s all yours, babe.”

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MYO Pizza Night

damian wayne x reader x jonathan kent

(A/N): I love this series so much, though I know it's not why people follow my blog. I hope you enjoy anyway

warnings: mention of healing injuries

wordcount: ~880

(this takes place before the relationship becomes official, when all three of you are in high school)

It’s Saturday night, and You, Damian, and Jon are in the Kents’ apartment in Metropolis. Damian and you have both been benched from patrol, him with a sprained ankle and you with a concussion, though you think that Bruce is pushing the concussion watch. You could probably be on patrol and be fine, but you’re also too excited about spending time with your two favorite people to argue. Jon’s on standby in case of an emergency, but his dad is also in town, out with Lois at a press event. You’re not sure why they consented to having three teenage superheroes alone in their house all night, but you’d rather be there than at your house, where your parent(s) would pretend that they're not intruding even as they do, or at Damian’s, where you’d inevitably have to deal with at least one brother or patrol emergency.

Damian’s walking with a little bit of a limp that he’s trying to hide, Jon has made it his personal mission all night to carry Damian around for as long as he can without Damian pulling out some anti-Kryptonian countermeasure, and you’re torn between laughing, helping Jon, and keeping Damian from killing him. Damian really shouldn’t be walking on his ankle.

For now, the two of you have delegated Damian to sitting at the kitchen table with his sprained ankle propped up on a chair and being iced as he organizes the supplies for making pizzas. There are three pieces of parchment paper with three different sized pieces of pizza dough on the table, and various containers of sauce and cheese and a couple toppings. You have to take turns making your pizzas because the oven is only big enough for one at a time, especially given the size of Jon’s.

Jon goes first, and his is huge, topped with four different things and so drenched in sauce that you’re not certain that it won’t cave in. It doesn’t, but you watch it suspiciously until he puts it in the oven. The entire time you’re watching it, Damian is staring at you with narrowed eyes and an amused expression. You have half a mind to defend yourself and your reasons, but you don’t want to hear the inevitable teasing you’d get from Damian, so you instead ignore him and grab your pizza dough. You spoon on sauce and cheese to your own liking and add your own toppings. Damian is last, and he puts a lot of cheese over the sauce on his pizza, then passes it to Jon to put in the oven. By the end of the process, the three of you have gone through two bags of shredded cheese and just over a can of tomato sauce, and you’re laughing harder than you have in a while as Jon slips on a blob of tomato sauce on the floor — “See,” you whisper to Damian “I knew something was going to happen with the disaster that Jon calls a pizza”— and catches himself enough to do a sideways turn away from the kitchen counter... and then land face-first on the floor. If he weren’t indestructible, you’d be concerned he broke something, but he is, so you instead laugh, Damian’s snickers behind you only fueling your laughter.

By the time Damian’s pizza is out of the oven, Jon has eaten three slices of his own. You’re pretty sure he could have been halfway through if he hadn’t been talking most of the time, but you don’t mind. You like both hearing him talk and watching Damian’s face contort as he tries not to laugh. Damian’s ankle is free from the ice but propped up still, on the empty chair across from him. You’re on his left and Jon is across from you, which means you get the front row seat for when Damian makes a teasing retort and his cheeks flush pink. Damian’s smirk brings a smile to your face, too, and you wish that the moment would last forever.

After dinner, when you’ve put the plates in the dishwasher, Jon’s put everything extra away, and Damian’s made popcorn (Jon tried to do it with heat vision once and blew up the bag. The entire house smelled of burnt popcorn for hours), the three of you settle on the couch for a movie.

Damian’s holding the remote after Jon proceeded to look through every movie in the ‘kids and family’ section, just to get Damian’s reaction to most of them. You had to separate the two of them in the play fight that continued, but it ended with you sitting in between them, and they’re solid, reassuring presences next to you, so you don’t much mind at all.

You and Jon both veto Damian’s suggestion of a documentary on the grounds of “It’s boring and I’ll fall asleep.” You share the sentiment, and despite his choice being shot down, Damian doesn’t seem too upset about it.

You suggest a true crime movie, and Jon and Damian both agree, so Damian presses play on Netflix and you all settle in to watch.

When Jon’s parents get home, they find the three of you on the couch, Damian’s head resting on your shoulder and Jon’s on your lap, the TV playing another movie in the background.

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My #1 post of 2022

What's a Lock to a Bat?

damian wayne x reader (featuring the batsiblings)

(A/N): I'm not dead!! I know I've been MIA but last semester was without a doubt had the most difficult and busiest semester of my life, and I've done so little writing. I want to do more now that it's summer so here's hoping. Thank you to everyone that's been patient about a request and stuck around; I am so grateful to all of you :)

I've been working on this story for i have no idea how long but have not yet managed to finish it until today and only did so because I really wanted to post something but don't have much finished so I hope you all enjoy it :)

wordcount: 2361

warnings: blood, injury, batsiblings being themselves

Damian and you have been living in an apartment together for 2 months when the first bat comes through the window. It’s dick, and it’s a social call. It only spirals from there

It’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon and Damian has just gotten home from his last class of the day. You’re sitting on the couch, working on an assignment as he makes lunch in the kitchen. You suggested sandwiches, but he doesn’t eat deli meats, so you honestly have no idea what he’s making, but it’ll probably be good.

A loud ‘clunk’ coming from behind your bedroom door has you standing up and reaching for the knives strapped to the side of the table right beside the couch and turning to Damian to see if he’s expecting anything or anyone he didn't warn you about. The fact that he’s pulled two of your largest kitchen knives and is focused entirely on the bedroom door tells you he wasn’t.

You’re not as good of a shot as he is —you’re no field vigilante— but you can hit a target pretty well, especially when you know where it’s coming from.

“Hey guys, how’s the new-Aye!” Dick says from the doorway, shrieking as he dodges a six inch knife that lands in the throwing target on the wall next to him. “Ok I guess I deserved that. Probably should have called first or something.” He smiles awkwardly and pulls the knife from the board. You’re pretty sure it went through and into the wall.

You sigh and relax, heart beating quickly from the adrenaline. “Or, you could have just used the door. We do have one, you know.”

Damian is looking positively murderous, so Dick comes to give you a hug first, and you put the set of throwing knives away before allowing him to wrap you in a hug. He does give good hugs, and you can’t stay mad at him for long, though in all honesty, you weren’t really mad in the first place.

Dick turns to Damian, who has turned back to what you now see is boiling a pot of pasta.

“So, what’s for lunch?”

You’ve met Duke before, but only once, so you’re surprised when you get a knock on the door at 7pm on a Thursday evening and he’s standing on the other side.

“Duke, hi. Sorry if you’re looking for Damian he’s actually at the manor this-”

Duke looks quickly back and forth as if he’s expecting something to be coming up behind him

“Yeah, I know. I may or may not have pissed him off and am looking for somewhere that he won’t find me. And I figured he’d never think to-”

“Check in his own apartment, yeah. Smart. But what makes you think that I won’t just tell him?” you ask, even as you move to let him in.

“I was hoping?”

You lock the door behind him and move to lean against the kitchen counter. “How about this: If he asks me specifically if you’re here, I will tell him yes. If he doesn’t I won’t say anything.”

Duke collapses on your couch.

“Deal.”

As it turns out, Damian finds Duke by accident, as he’s leaving your apartment at 2am, the same time that Damian returns after his patrol shift. The look on both their faces is priceless, especially when you knew it was coming; Damian told you he was on his way back, you just didn’t tell Duke. Even after a ten minute lecture from Damian about what you think had to do with sword-display etiquette, Duke admits that you kept your word, and he stops by every few Thursdays (when Damian is at the manor) for an hour or so, just to say hi.

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If the Fates Allow

If The Fates Allow by SmartiMart

In which Hizashi has a few specific holiday traditions.

Events leading to the first Aizawa Yamada family Christmas.

Words: 8152, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 10 of Learning To Juggle

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Relationships: Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Married Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Shinsou Hitoshi, Song: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, Personal Christmas Trees, Literal Cat Tree, Dadzawa, YamaDad, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Bakugou Katsuki, Deaf Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Deaf Bakugou Katsuki, Selectively Mute Shinsou Hitoshi, Christmas Party, Christmas Special, Decorating to Horror History, Decorating While Deaf

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43870354

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Dadzawa #♥#Erasermic #Hitoshi Shinsou #R:G #A:Smarti #Dadzawa #Dad Mic #Disability AU

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calypso-finale · 2 years ago

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Ninety Six.

Looking up at Robyn and she looked down at me, she gave me the biggest side eye “you know you should be up here?” I sniggered “you wanted to climb those stairs I wasn’t going to stop, you go girl” she put a finger up at me “don’t worry I am holding it for you” I shook the ladders again “fuck you!” she spat, I chuckled to myself, this is too funny to me, but Robyn wanted to be the man of the house and decorate the tree. We are spending Christmas as a family in London at Rylee’ home, no extras just us and really it’s to settle Rylee back home since she is ready to be back, it’s been a few months really and she openly said that she is, we as parents didn’t want to say it because we have wanted her to stay but it’s Christmas now and it’s time she came home and that she sees Aziel, he is missing mom and I like he said it when he would talk to her, she needed to hear it from him. I am excited really, to be spending it in London and that all my kids are here, Taylan is away from us. I was so happy when Rylee told me he isn’t coming, then I asked Tianna just to make sure and she said he can’t come, I was happy. I don’t hate him I just find him annoying and really I would have told him to get a hotel, he isn’t married to Tianna she he shouldn’t be staying here, but that would have turned into drama, so I am glad he just isn’t staying really, saves an argument. I really like her home here, it’s very beautiful because the snow and how we decorated the whole place, it looks like Santa does live here, we want this to be extra special for her, she wants to get her life on track, and I feel like she is in a better space with herself. We have had some patchy moments, but we have been there for her, but Saint did what he needed to do and took the blame because if he went to court he would have got more time and Kim knew that, she should be ashamed of herself. She hide all this shit, she hid what kind of person he is, he has some serious issues with women “from being here and looking down your hair on the top is looking thin” Robyn said as she made her way down and then placed her hand atop of my head “I will push you off, make it look like it was an accident and then I can be the billionaire widow” Robyn gasped as I picked her off the ladders and placed her down “that is so rude, imagine it. I didn’t put your name in my will, so you get air” I laughed sarcastically, she is so unfunny with that, I know she has “money isn’t nothing if I ain’t got you around, fuck that noise” Robyn cooed out “I know” she grinned.

Robyn is making me hot chocolate “you know what I am most excited about, that you and the girls are making the Christmas food, it’s going to be so Caribbean, real Caribbean and homemade” Robyn sighed out “I regret being that excited to say that shit, I am thinking back now, and I am like uhmm let me take it back” Robyn chuckled “homemade hot chocolate too, you really feeling the Christmas vibe aren’t you?” she grinned “I love this house, like I am in love. I feel like we should buy this from her and make her move” I busted out laughing “stop it, it is big though. But that is her decision, this house is amazing, it gives me Christmas on crack, like this is a real white Christmas and it’s snowing, like we don’t get this in LA, I do like it. We can do snuggle more too” I winked, she placed the cup of hot chocolate in front of me “we should be asleep but fuck it, the kids are grown. I mean Emi will have her sisters so we can sleep in, they are going to be so excited seeing downstairs, I wish I was here to see their faces. I feel like Christmas with the eldest three were hit and miss, and yes because of me, I missed it all and I admit it. I put my hands up” Robyn said “I know but it’s the past now, we are here for them, I think we have all learnt something. During the whole issue of what happened, I just fucking hate the kid. Like I hate any man near my daughters, you know how happy I was when Taylan said he couldn’t make it?” Robyn sniggered “I saw! I was like I hope Chris can reign it in because Tianna will get upset” rolling my eyes “but like, I just. If it isn’t Oakley with Rylee I ain’t going to trust another with my daughter, and you know I have had sleepless nights over this shit! Like all this shit that went on” I have lost sleep because of it.

Robyn sighed out “we are so old now, look at us with hot chocolate and a warm fire” I snorted laughing “that is literally us being old, I mean it is late though. Going on four in the morning, but who cares. So what you feel about Rylee being back here now, because at some point we will be going back?” looking at Robyn “I personally feel positive, I think she is scared of men. She is really withdrawn with men. She is not looking for a man. I did speak to her about it, and she said, it’s about me and my son, I don’t want no man. It will take a mountain they need to hike to get to me, she said never again. I said to her what did her therapist say about it, she said that I should just concentrate on me, then I said what if you have a photoshoot with a man, would that upset her. She said no, she erm, she has gained a lot of sympathy. But like she said, she doesn’t want to be that girl, you know a rape victim” I cringed “I think she has learnt a lesson, that stop living a fast life. You know the girl I met when she was pregnant, or should I say not that. The girl that was with Oakley, the calm one, the one that was ok. That is her now, and I am glad she is doing this without a man. I am happy to leave her here, but this home is big for her” I sniggered “stop trying to take this house from her, cheeky. But yeah , I am excited for this Christmas. I feel like it will be our most peaceful one” Robyn leaned to me and pressed a kiss to me “how do you feel though? I mean this is a big thing for you” I asked her “oh god, weird enough my worry was always Rylee, I always felt something wrong would happen. I feel this mess would have been quicker if she stayed in LA though, North was never good and we knew that” rolling my eyes “we know, see how she switched?” Robyn gave me a dirty look “I would beat her up, stupid bitch but I am glad she is out of our lives though. I guess that is a plus for us really” Robyn has a point she is out of our lives “maybe we should help Rylee and Oakley reconcile” I had to laugh “Robyn you’re a fucking trip, get out of my face. You are the biggest hater” I pointed “now I see the light” she is so annoying “I think we should slightly help” I scoffed, she is annoying because she was the biggest hater.

I sighed out as I sat down on the floor next to the fire “what did grandad get you” I asked Aziel “a toy” he is opening his gifts now, I mean it’s a week earlier but he is going back to his mom and it’s been months so I just said to Chris, let Rylee have him and come next year we can start having shared or whatever so I said to my parents that Christmas is early for him, so we doing it early “look dad, it eyes” he showed me “it lights up, did you say thank you to big Neil” he nodded his head “I did, I have more” I grinned “you do have more presents, you just taking your sweet time opening them up aren’t you” he sighed out “uncle Wadz bought you something too” Aziel has such a tan on him, it’s funny because this boy has been living life with the boys, I have enjoyed him. He has been raised with a bunch of boys, but I been telling everyone he has to have manners, and they all been helping and making sure Aziel is saying his please and thank you, I have been doing my thing, but Aziel has been joining me, I have been overseas in Europe a lot. I have enjoyed him, the boys have too, I have so many memories made with him. I am happy “Aziel is still opening presents” my mom said “It’s like his first Christmas with us really, no drama” looking at my mom “really is, and he has been spoilt so much. I am trying to feed you” Aziel looked at my mom “I want that one” he pointed, and my mom grabbed it for him “thank you” that is a big box “who gave that?” I think that is the biggest box “me” Juke said “oh, JJ got that one son. It may be cheap then” I sniggered “hey!” Juke spat “I got him something he likes, ain’t cheap” he got offended there “it’s so nice to have him though” my mom said “you did that to yourself” looking at her “I will apologise to Rylee personally ok” she huffed out, I shrugged as my dad stared at me, but I can’t fault my mom she has been good, and I think she regrets her words, and she should.

I am going to miss Aziel a lot actually, it’s just been me and him travelling everywhere and just spending time together. I’ve enjoyed having him in the studio, I love how he is so close to my friends and my friends are close to him, I love that “come on, in the bedroom now, don’t play around or touch that bath water. That is from your dirty butt” placing the hood from his robe over his head “I see mommy” walking behind him “yes son you are” Juke’ girlfriend came out of the room at the same time as Aziel is walking to the bedroom “oh” she said, Aziel ran back to me “what is wrong” I laughed at him “see my peepee” I busted out laughing “my guy, seriously. She can’t see it, he’s so stupid” she laughed “he doesn’t like girls” picking him up “at the moment, girls stink anyways. Let’s hide you, she can see your butt now” she laughed “stop teasing him” she said “aww man, why are you so dense” kicking the bedroom door shut “I don’t like it” he has something against Juke girlfriend, and it makes me laugh “why” standing him up on my bed “you got some crazy beef with her Aziel, this been going on since you been here” he pushed his hood back “she’s a girl” I chuckled “and? What is wrong with girls, what is mom? Mommy is a girl, you’re being dense for no reason now, she has been here all this time and you still got some nasty beef with her” he shrugged “you funny, I’m going to miss you though. Come, let’s pick an outfit” picking him off the bed, I need to pack his things still “did you enjoy your time with grandad and Ruby?” He calls my mom Ruby, and I don’t know why “yes, I like my toys” I’m glad he did “good, well now you going to see Papa and mommy, and you’re going to have so much fun” he started moving his clothes around “sir!” I spat “messing this up for, do it nicely” hearing a knock at the door “yeah?” I said “bro, I’m going out so see you tonight” nodding my head “sure” he looked at Aziel “I can see your ass my boy!” He shouted “stop!!!!” He shouted “he is so dense; I love you kid. Give me a hug, I won’t see you after” poking Aziel “ok” he went over to Juke “I see you again” he protested “I know but I won’t see you for a few days, I have had the best time with you!” Smiling at them both “are you crying” I snorted laughing, he’s so cheeky “I can cry if I want, I’ll miss you” my son is the best, no other child if I ever more children will amount to him at all.

The Fenty-Brown family really went all out with this thing, the house is decorated to the max, this is crazy “hi baby” Rylee opened the door “mommy! Hi” Aziel jumped into her arms “I’ve missed you so so so much!” She picked him up “my son is home” Chris came from behind Rylee “you got jokes” I laughed, dapping him “bro forget Aziel it’s all about Oakley” he is such a clown “it’s about time I get some peace” I said as a joke “you look like you had some fun over there really, don’t lie to me I was jealous at some points” I shrugged “we had fun, he was just like my little bedrin coming along with me. I enjoyed it a lot really” Chris grabbed the case “we saw, he was having a lot of fun, come in” he said waving me in, the house is amazing. They really want all out “hi” I said to Rylee “hi” she said back to me, walking inside “Santa grotto, you dressing up for this? You dressing up as Santa? You better be” Chris shook his head “I ain’t dressing shit, but like it’s all the kids here and I want to you know go all out for this, I want to show out too. So we erm got this all done up, big family thing. You’re invited” shaking my head “nah man, thank you though” Chris is always inviting me it’s awkward really “always denying to come, come. Let’s go and sit down “hi” Tianna smiled “hey” I really want to go and leave them to it now, I am sure Rylee finds it awkward. Like this home was supposed to be the beginning and I find it hard to come here and to like to find out about my cancer, everything just really went to shit when I came here “dad!” Aziel shouted “I’m in here” dapping Junior “hey” they switched everything up in this place “sit down, we was playing games anyways” I paused staring “oh man, I can’t stay. I do need to go” Chris sat on the floor “where? Come on bro, sit down” they having games night or whatever “for a few minutes” I jumped at a hand on my back “hey Oakley” oh Rihanna is happy “hi” I smiled at her, sitting down as he wanted “you want anything to drink, look at you with a tan!” Rihanna said seeing Aziel “you little globe trotter” Aziel got a little shy and jumped onto my lap “I missed your little face” Aziel is being shy for no reason, he’s so silly.

I want to go, but I’m still sat here stuck with the family “I was jealous seeing you in Guyana, like you was living life” Rihanna said, I smiled “yeah, after Spain we went Guyana, see family there and they was happy to see Aziel. Then we came home, and then we went” I paused “I think Greece, we went to a lot of places. Just doing work really, we went on tour didn’t we” smiling at Aziel “he’s in a video of mine coming out, but we just came back from Dubai Friday, this is why he has a tan on him but yeah, he’s had a good time, I think Guyana is my best part” Rihanna cooed out “stay for some food” I was quick to get up “I have to go, I really do. But thank you” I am not staying at all “you not coming for Christmas” shaking my head “I have like stuff on, but you all can spend time with the man of the hour, he has had too much fun now” Aziel ran over to me and slapped Raihan head “hey!” Raihan shouted, picking him up “I am going now, you going to go and say bye to me” he wrapped his arms around my neck “I will see you in a few weeks, spend time with your mom and have a lot of fun” making my way out “I see you” he mumbled “yeah, you see me. You have had me for weeks now! Acting hard don’t by for what, stop squeezing my head bro” I chuckled “JJ not take my toys” he pointed “nah, he won’t take your toys, he would never” Rylee came out of nowhere, placing Aziel down “how are you?” I asked, “I am ok thanks, how you are?” nodding my head looking away from her “I am glad to know you good, erm I packed all his things I think. He did have a little cold, but like it went, and I took him to his appointment for his skin on the back of his leg, they gave a different ointment, it’s in the case. But that is it really, he had a good time and I will see him next year” looking at Rylee “you can come and see him before then” I shook my head “spend time with him and your family, it’s nice that they all here init” this is so awkward “nice to see you both talking” looking behind me at Rihanna “oh yeah, yeah” I just said “I am going now anyways, if anything happens with him let me know but when you want to talk to me then call me ok Aziel” he nodded his head, looking at Rylee again “good to see you’re ok though, bye” making my way out to leave the house “Oakley are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Rihanna said to me “this is going to be harassment at this point” laughed as I kept walking, she is really pushing for me to stay “bye dad!” Aziel shouted I ain’t even looking back “bye son” I am leaving.

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