#gosh if they had to go out on the run for whatever reason blah blah blah village hostility and dehumanization

[softdaemons]

thinking about if rin lived and naruto growing up around her and being rins little shadow

[spaceyspacedust]

Hihi! Actually a different fandom this time, Asmo, Barbatos, and Levi(separately)with a reader who has to be with them at all times? Follows them around like a lost puppy and just does everything with them, sometimes even joining them in whatever they're doing, (ex: watching Asmo do makeup, Barbatos bake, and Levi gaming)

Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for the delay on all these asks. I had to go onto hiatus for a bit because real life was suddenly hitting extremely hard, but I hope you enjoy these nonetheless. Again, thank you so much for the wait.

Levi

I sort of took my creative liberties with this one! I wrote it under the pretense that you were already friends, but weren't dating yet if that's alright with you. also im so sorry for lowkey going crazy on this one and shoving a minific in your hands instead but enjoy lmao

Honestly? He was surprised at first, to say the least.

He found it sorta.. Odd?

The first time, he was... Kinda creeped out by how you kept on staring at him, honestly. A part of him honestly wanted to assume the worst, and that you were spying on him for some kind of prank or something.

The second time was even weirder.

Maybe you were trying to observe his pro gamer skills..? His figure collection??

I mean, he wouldn't blame you.

He does have one of the biggest Ruri-Chan figurine collections in the entirety of the Devildom, and even he's pretty proud of it.

Yeah, it must be that.. Totally.

Even though you neve rreally seemed as enthusiastic about Ruri all the other times..

The third time? Yeah no, this had gone on for way too much. He's gaming on his console when he shoots a glance back at you and just sees you there. As always.

You're not exactly creepy yourself, not at all. Levi would even say you're pretty cute, and it was really cool how you seemed to be interested in what he was doing, sometimes even playing along! ..Although he'd rather die than admit it to your face.

But in his head? SO many situations running through it right now.

Why were you following him so much? Was.. Something wrong with him? Were you trying to ask him something and he was completely failing to notice? Did Mammon ask you to spy on him-!?

NOnonono- Has he been this oblivious this entire time!? OMG, he hopes not.. This is even worse than most shoujo mcs do! And they're as dense as a rock! You probably hate him now, which is fitting because someone as awesome and cool as you probably didn't have much hope with some yucky otaku like him-

"Levi?"

Your voice promptly snaps him out of his very quickly spiraling thoughts as he looks at you.

"Is something wrong? You've stopped for a while and.. Well, to be honest, you don't look like you're doing so great."

He should've expected this, with how you were following him and all.. But wait! Maybe this was his chance! You didn't seem all that mad at him yet, so maybe he could ask now and earn your forgiveness!

He blurts it all out at once as an apology, honestly. He's sorry not noticing you and not being a good friend and you probably hate him now blah blaj blah all of it.

But for some reason... You look confused??

He thought for sure that was the case!

The realization dawns upon him as you somewhat sheepishly explain the situation to him. You sort of can't help following him, and you like being around him. Doing the things he does.

He's hit with an instant wave of relief, honestly..

. . .

AAAAND THE EMBARASSMENT FOLLOWS RIGHT ALONG AFTER.

HE ASSUMED SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!!

NOW YOU PROBABLY HA-

Wait.

AAAAND THE REALIZATION FOLLOWS.

YOu??? ACTUALLY LIKE HANGING OUT WITH HIM??

The solution was so simple!!

But most of all..

You actually like being near him!

For Levi, that's quite the shocker, but really, most of all that's so...

Words couldn't describe how happy he was to have someone close to him that not only liked him for who he was, but enjoyed his interests, too!

so: HASFISHFUSIDHFSDUFHUSIFHSUIHFIUSHFDF!?!?!

there.

After that, whenever he sees you following him, he tries to strike up a conversation when he can and even invites you to play games with him sometimes!

He talks to you about how sometimes he needs space and all, but overall you guys reach an agreement on having some times to yourselves. Besides, you can still text him then if you really want to, just try not to spam him too much.

it turns out really wholesome, haha.

that, and he needs his space because?? that close of a proximity to you?? cuteness overload?? he'd rather not die, thanks lmao

Enjoy your blushy nerd friend the rest of the time though!

Asmo

Again with the whole 'you guys are friends' thing, although I went a little further back with Asmo's. Honestly though?? by the end of this, definitely wouldnt have been surprised if yall ended up dating somehow in some way in between the events of these.

Asmo doesn't really have a reaction to your clingy nature at first, honestly.

I mean, considering he is a Devilgram influencer AND the Avatar of Lust, he isn't really new to people being interested in him and up in his business in one way or another , so while he was sort of surprised considering you didn't seem to fall for his charms initially, he wrote it off as pretty normal.

But as it happened more and more frequently, he was sort of given the impression that you actually really enjoyed the time you spent with him.

After all, most were into him for his looks, a one night stand or two thousand and they'd still be coming back for more despite barely even knowing him as a person.

But you? You just kept coming back not for any of the intimate moments, no.

You seemed to just enjoy his company in general and heck- You seemed happy enough to just sit back and watch him spend him time regardless.

It made him... Strangely happy.

The silly, fun conversations you'd have whilst painting each others' nails, your content smile as you watched him do his makeup, soon enough, he was honestly finding it pretty endearing.

He was a pretty clingy person himself after all, and getting a closer look at you, Asmo could honestly see that you really just wanted some company, and he could understand that.

Now, he'd be the one asking you to hang out sometimes.

Like I said, he's pretty clingy too.

And I mean it when I say: Weekly spa days, mall trips, makeovers, everything.

He gets to test a new product?

Already texting you to ask to join him.

He's going to the club later tonight?

You bet he's going to ask you to come around too.

He really appreciates you! And makes it very sure you know that when you hang out either via showering you with gifts, compliments, quality time- let's face it this man's love language is yes youre gonna be so pampered

The only time he doesn't ask you to come around is when he's out doing..

uh

sussy shit

and even then he's doing that far less often now that he has you to hang out with!

Even his Devilgram followers have noticed you're in like, almost every photo he takes now (if you're comfy with that, of course.) Hell, some of the non-toxic fans have even started deadass shipping you!

TLDR: Aside from specific circumstances (ie. either one of you needing space for whatever reason, etc) you guys are practically inseparable.

Barbatos

Barbatos is a character I haven't looked into as much, so I'm sorry if there's less for him or if it isn't as good as the others. I hope you enjoy it anyhow! Same deal as before except it goes even FARTHWEr back because muahahaha.

When you first begin following him and all, he finds you rather.. intriguing? Odd? He didn't know what to think, though he was a bit curious to find out despite being a bit on-edge, opting to keep an eye on you for the time being.

When Diavolo notices and comments that its cute and he'll allow it, saying that Barbatos should continue to let you follow him, finding it amusing, he concedes, not wanting to upset him.

When you first ask to help him with cleaning, he's... Surprised?

Not many do, and he promptly turns down your offer, both out of politeness and... While he won't admit this later on, worry that you'll be like some of the demon brothers and seemingly have no idea how to take care of a place properly.

He's even more surprised, however, when you insist anyway and actually... Do a good job!

He's sort of impressed, honestly.

Although his expectations were already kind of low, you definitely exceeded them.

He thanks you and with some reluctance, lets you help out in cleaning the rest of the castle, giving the smaller, easier chores while he does the more difficult, larger ones until as a team effort, you both end up finishing all the chores you have to do for the while until his break.

He thanks you for a second time, but not before you catch him off guard again and ask him if he's going to do anything during his time off, shyly asking if you could join him.

Honestly? This time, he was the one surprising himself when he found himself inclined to say yes.

As much as he didn't have the best impression on you initially, you definitely warmed up to him over the course of the day (because let's face it, all those chores?? prolly time consuming as f Uck)

It's all uphill from there, as you guys end up sitting down and trying some of Barbatos' teas with you sitting down and intently listening while Barbatos explains them.

After this experience, you definitely start coming over more often and this time?

Barb doesn't really mind it as much, actually.

You're quite the help, in fact.

Not to mention it was definitely reassuring to find that you didn't mind even if it was tough work, and no, the first time wasn't just you being polite. You were hardworking, and seemed to genuinely enjoy his company, which he appreciated and made it an effort to tell you so, even if it was in the form of brief compliments on your work, or sharing his secret recipes with you.

It was one such day when after proving yourself to be pretty competent at baking in one of your hangout sessions both in and out of work, he asks you to help teach Luke a new recipe you'd perfected only a couple days before.

You accept, and it goes great, with Luke honestly easing up far more to you than Barbatos, much to your amusement.

After that, Barbie Toes always asks if you want to join in on helping tutor the chihuahua boy and you're happy to oblige, finding it really fun!

while he definitely didn't expect it at first, he eventually he finds your habit pretty endearing, if anything

He still has to excuse himself far more often than the other two to tend to Diavolo's private matters, clean dangerous areas, and follow Dia into important meetings, but you try to respect his space and you guys end up leading a really nice friendship/relationship!

tea parties galore

baking lets go

[q-gorgeous]

Magical Girl Ghost

fanfiction

ao3

Paulina and Dash were the ones who dared Danny to wander into the ghost portal with the end goal of embarrassing him in some way for doing or not doing it. Now the only people who know Danny's secret are his bully and a girl who can't stand him. What happens now? Prompt by @ectopal 

word count: 2603

i dont know how to name fics leave me alone

“Come on, guys, we’re not even supposed to be down here. You guys are only here because we have to work on a group project together. Get out of the lab.”

“What, are you scared?” Paulina cooed meanly.

“No. It’s just dangerous down there.” Danny glared at Paulina and Dash as they looked up at him from the bottom of the steps.

Dash laughed. “Come on, how dangerous can it be? You’re parents aren’t even real scientists, what they study doesn’t even exist.” 

Paulina smirked when Danny fumed and started stomping down the steps. “They are real scientists. This isn’t the only thing they do.”

“Oh yeah?” Paulina says, turning into the lab and flipping her hair over her shoulder. “What do they do then?”

“Lot’s of things.” Danny walked up behind her. “Recently they helped some company come up with some clean energy machine, they did some secret invention stuff with the FBI so I don’t know exactly what that was, but they also-”

“What’s that one?” Dash interrupted.

He was pointing at a big hole in the wall that was lined with metal. Off to the side were knobs and buttons but it looked like whatever it was was off. 

“That’s, uh… The ghost portal.”

Paulina burst out laughing. “Really? They built a portal.. Trying to get to the ghost dimension?” She brushed a tear out of the corner of her eye. “Are you sure they are real scientists?”

“Yes!” Danny threw his hands up in the air. “They have hundreds of patents for their inventions and everything!”

Paulina put her hands on her hips. “That’s an inventor or engineer. You don’t necessarily have to be a scientist to be one of those.”

He growled. “Well they’re still scientists anyways.”

“Whatever you say.” Paulina looked away from him and started walking towards the portal. She had just stuck her head inside when she was pulled backwards. 

“Don’t go in there!”

Paulina squirmed around and once she was far enough away from the portal again Danny let go of her.

“Don’t touch me, you freak!”

“Yeah!” Dash said, getting in Danny’s face. “If you touch her again you’ll have to deal with this.” He held up his fist next to Danny’s face.

“I have to deal with that anyways.” Paulina brushed herself off, a disgusted look on her face, and turned back towards the portal. “What does it matter if I go in or not? It doesn’t look like it’s on. And ghosts aren’t even real.”

She looked back at Danny to see an uncomfortable look on his face. 

“You don’t believe in ghosts, do you?”

His eyebrows shot up. “No!”

“Then why don’t you take a look inside?” Dash pushed him towards it.

“No!” Danny turned to face him. “My parents said-”

“Your parents, your parents, blah blah blah.” Paulina mocked. “They’re not even here right now and it’s not even on. What does it matter?”

“What does it-” Danny stopped and shot a hard glare at her. “You know what? Fine! I’ll go in.”

Danny turned around and walked toward a big metal cabinet that stood on the other side of the room next to a table filled with beakers and notes. 

“Uh, that’s the wrong way Fenton.” Dash said.

Danny opened the cabinet and rummaged around until he found something. He closed the doors back up and scowled at something in his hands. He peeled something off of the fabric he was holding and his dad's face fell to the floor. 

“I’m just grabbing my jumpsuit. If I’m gonna be breaking all of my parent’s rules I might as well do it safely.” He unfolded it and began stepping into it and finally pulled up the zipper.

Paulina laughed. “Your whole family has matching outfits? That’s embarrassing.”

Danny shrugged. “I like to pretend it’s a space suit or something. Anything’s better than a ghost hunting outfit.”

He walked up to the portal, looking around the inside a little bit. “You know, I’ve always wondered what could be on the other side of this portal if it ever actually worked. 

“Yeah, okay, just go in.” Paulina waved her hands at him. 

Sighing, Danny walked forward and into the portal. It felt much bigger than it looked from the outside and his footsteps echoed in the small space. He was looking at the ceiling when he tripped and caught himself on the wall. Looking down he saw a giant cable running across the floor. 

“Why would they-”

The humming surrounding him startled Danny and as he lifted his hand, a on and off switch could be seen underneath it. 

Panic started rising inside of Paulina. “Dash it’s turning on!”

He scoffed. “It’ll probably just blow up or something.” 

“Danny’s still inside, you nitwit!”

His eyes widened and Paulina started running towards the portal. It began glowing a sickening, radioactive green. It was getting brighter and brighter and Paulina met Danny’s wide and panicked eyes before she was dragged away and to the side, a shout getting caught in her throat as she watched the portal flash with electricity. 

“Danny!” She slapped at Dash’s arms that were still wrapped around her waist. “What are you doing! I almost got to him!”

Dash pulled her further away from the portal, keeping a tight grip on her. “And watch both of you get burnt to a crisp? No way. Now let’s get out of here before the Fenton’s find us.”

“Dash-”

An echoey groan caught their attention and they looked back at the portal. A glowing figure stepped out shakily, holding its head. It looked up at them and opened its mouth like it was going to talk to them, but its eyes rolled back into its head before it fell onto the ground. 

“What is that?” Paulina screeched.

Just as Dash started trying to drag Paulina up the stairs, a bright flash, this one white, lit up the room. Two white rings appeared around the form's body and traveled up and down to leave Danny Fenton laying on the floor. 

“What the fuck?” Dash whispered, his grip on Paulina finally loosening. 

Paulina broke free and ran across the lab and slid on her knees towards Danny.

“Are you dead?” Her hands hovered over his burnt jumpsuit. “Please don’t be dead.”

He groaned and his body rose and fell with his breaths.

“Oh thank god.”

Dash walked up behind her, staring at Danny over her shoulder. “How the fuck is he still alive? That should’ve incinerated him.”

“I don’t know. I think something happened to him.”

“Well no shit!” Dash whisper yelled. “What are we supposed to do?”

Paulina looked at Danny on the hard tiled floor. “First we’re gonna get him up to his room. That can’t be comfortable like that.”

“You want me to touch him?” Dash shook out his hands at just the thought.

Paulina pointed at him. “You’ll have an easier time getting him up all the stairs on the way to his room. Besides, we’re just gonna leave him down here for his parents to find him? And tell them how we dared him to do this?”

Dash paled. “Oh man, they would kill us. I bet they’d literally kill us.”

Paulina shook her head. “Just grab him already.”

He picked Danny up gingerly with a disgusted look on his face. He adjusted the other boy to fit easily in his arms and turned to the stairs and started walking up to the kitchen. Paulina followed closely behind him and they were halfway up the stairs when the doorknob on the front door started jiggling.

“Go! Go!” Paulina ushered Dash up the stairs and she turned to see Jazz walk in the door and look up at them right as Dash’s back disappeared into the hallway.

Jazz looked at where Dash disappeared before turning her gaze to Paulina, a brow raised.

“Hi, Jazz!” Paulina greeted chipperly. 

Jazz narrowed her eyes. “Are you guys behaving?”

Paulina scoffed at the older girl and crossed her arms. “Of course we are. We’re not five.”

“Right.” Jazz said as she headed into the kitchen. “What are you guys up to?”

“Working on a group project. We got hungry and came down for snacks.” Paulina shrugged. “But we’re getting back to it now, so I’m going to go join them upstairs.”

“Have fun.” Jazz called as Paulina walked up the stairs. 

She hurried down the hall to Danny’s room and walked in, closing the door behind her. When she looked up, she was met with Dash pacing in the middle of the room. 

‘What if he doesn’t wake up?” Dash asked. “What if he has brain damage or something and he dies in his sleep? It’d be our fault. We killed him.”

Paulina fought back the panic. “We didn’t kill him. He’s right there. He’s breathing.”

“Why did he look like that in the basement then?” Dash stopped pacing to look at her. “Last time I checked, humans didn’t have magical girl transformations in real life.”

“I don’t know!” Paulina seethed at him, her hands in fists at her sides. “But he was breathing, he was making noise.” “What if he was pretending?” Dash whispered. “What if he turned into something, and he doesn't need to anymore so he was just pretending and-”

Both Paulina’s and Dash’s head whipped in Danny’s direction where he groaned, laying on his bed. He brought a hand up to his head and pried his eyes open. 

“Danny!” Paulina gasped. She rushed over to the side of his bed. “Oh my gosh, are you actually alive?”

He looked at her like she grew a second head. “Uh, yeah? I ache pretty badly though.”

“See, Dash.” Paulina turned towards him. “I told you he was alive.”

“Wait, wait.” Danny shook his head. “Why didn’t you think I was alive?” He looked up at where Dash stood by the door. 

“You were in the portal when it turned on!” Dash whisper yelled. “What was I supposed to think? And then you walk out of the portal all inverted and glowing with white hair and-”

“What? I couldn’t have had white hair.”

Paulina shook her head. “No, it’s true. You looked completely different when you walked out of the portal and then you just changed back to normal for some reason.”

Danny furrowed his brows. “You guys like to make fun of my parent’s intelligence but you’re not even making sense right now. There’s no way I could’ve-”

His voice suddenly died out as another bright ring appeared around his waist. He watched in both fascination and horror as it traveled over his body, leaving behind an inverted version of his jumpsuit.

Quickly, he jumped out of bed and ran to the closet door where a body length mirror was hanging off of it. He stared at his reflection in horror.

“What is this? What happened?” He turned to look at them. “Did you guys do this somehow?”

“No!” Dash shouted, lowering his voice as he was hushed by Paulina. “That’s literally how you walked out of the portal thing. Then the same transformation happened and you were back to normal.”

Danny’s breath started increasing. He started feeling around for his phone. “I have to call my parents. They’ll know what to do.”

Just as Danny opened his phone to call his parents, Dash swiped it from his hand.

“If you tell your parents about this you’ll have to deal with me.”

Danny jumped at the other boy, trying to grab his phone. “Like I said before, I already have to deal with you. That’s not much of a threat.” He tried to grab his phone again. 

“Listen here-”

“Oh, wait!” Danny said, malice dripping from his voice. “If I told my parents what you guys did and how badly it hurt me, you’d probably get sent to juvie. Is that what you’re worried about?”

Dash’s face paled and Paulina felt a chill crawl up her spine.

“If you don’t want me asking for my parent’s help you guys are the ones who are gonna have to do it.”

“What?” Paulina said.

“No!” Dash exclaimed.

“Yes!” Danny shouted right back at him. “It’s your guys’ fault!”

“Why don’t you ask your spooky girlfriend for help?” Paulina pointed a finger at Danny and put her other hand on her hip. “Isn’t she like a witch? Doesn’t she do like voodoo magic stuff? Maybe she’d know how to get rid of it.”

Danny’s eyes widened in panic. “No! I can’t tell them! They’ll think I’m some kind of freak! I’ll lose the only friends I have!”

“You are a freak though.” Dash said flatly. 

“Fine. Don’t ask Sam.” Paulina scrunched her nose up. “Why us though? Why do we need to be involved?”

“One, again, it’s your fault.” Danny lifted up a finger. “Two, I don’t care if you guys think I’m a freak because you already hate my guts. And three, I have leverage against you guys and I’m what stands between you guys and charges.”

Paulina shifted uncomfortably between her feet. “How are we supposed to help you though? We don’t even know what’s going on.”

Danny shakily lowered himself back down onto his bed. “I don’t know. Figure it out. I’d ask my parents. But. You know.” He motioned with his arms.

Paulina scowled. 

“Maybe start with trying to change back?” Dash said quietly. “I don’t know about Paulina, but seeing you like that is starting to get freaky.”

“How do I do that?”

“I don’t know!” Dash threw his hands into the air and dropped heavily onto the desk chair.

“Maybe start with thinking human thoughts?” Paulina suggested.

“Human thoughts?” Danny lifted an eyebrow.

“Yeah like.” Paulina paused to think. “Humans are warm and firm and not glowy, think thoughts like that or something.

Danny rolled his eyes, but closed them in concentration a second later. About a minute or two passed and Paulina could see Danny getting agitated, his hands gripping into tight fists. He opened his mouth. 

“I don’t think this is-”

Another bright flash of light filled the room and Danny was left to his normal self again. He looked at his hands and at the hair hanging in his face and smiled.

“Maybe this won’t be so difficult after all.”

Paulina had a feeling nothing could be that simple, but she ignored it. “Let’s get started on that project again. When’s it due?”

“Uh…” Dash said, balancing a pencil on his nose. “The seventh?”

She frowned. “That can’t be right. I thought we had until the ninth.”

“Nah, nah, I’m positive it was the seventh. I was paying attention in class that day.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah!” 

Dash and Paulina both took out their phones, scrambling to check their class site. 

“Uh, guys?” Danny said.

They ignored him, still bickering about the due date.

“Guys.”

“See, I told you Dash. It was due on the ninth. If it was the seventh we wouldn’t have had-”

“Guys!” Danny shouted.

“What?” Paulina turned her head to glare at him but her eyes widened. 

Danny was staring up at the two of them in panic, his body halfway through the floor.

“Help!”

“What the fuck?” Dash said.

Paulina rushed over to grab Danny by the hand and motioned for Dash to grab the other one. Together, they hefted Danny back out of the floor and were able to set him back down. 

“What was that?” Dash asked Danny, who was staring at his feet as if they’d betray him at any moment.

Yeah. It couldn’t have been that simple. 

[cotccotc]

SKZ REACT to...

 ✰ you coming out PART 2 !!

part of my eight as fate event !! ( requested by anon ♡ )

genre/s: ot8 reaction headcanon, gn reader, platonic, fluff & humor

wc: ~1.3k

warning/s: descriptions of coming out as non-binary, brief mentions of gender dysphoria, my dumb commentary once again (hehe), these are just my opinions and ideas !!

a/n: i reference the first version of this reaction a few times and i recommend reading it first !! i got some really sweet responses to the original so i hope y’all like this one too :) OH ALSO i should mention that i decided to make it platonic since i found that easier and more natural to write.

✰ CHAN

i feel like even if he already knows a bunch about gender identity, non-binary and genderqueer people, dysphoria, pronouns, etc. he would definitely enjoy you giving him a full rundown on it !! and specifically what your interpretation is and how you identify

BEST LISTENER EVER !!!

do you remember that vlive where felix is talking and chan’s just sitting back and looking at felix with immense amounts of love in his eyes? yeah…

he’d be so. incredibly. proud. of you.

idk why the chan portions of these reactions have both been super sappy but anyways-

he’d be very dedicated to using your preferred pronouns and finding new ways to compliment you !!!

his google search history would most definitely include “genderless adjectives” and “enby dad jokes” and he’d keep a running list on his phone

chan: “what do you say when your non-binary friend is sad?”

you: [dead silence]

chan: “their, their....” [giggles]

KSDFJ

✰ MINHO

my first thought is that he’d be the type to ask for your new pronouns and immediately use them in a sentence.

for instance, say your new pronouns were xe/xem. he’d immediately say, “well, i’m very proud of my y/n, and i love xem very much.”

so then i’d start crying in the background.. blah blah blah omniscient narrator struggles :’)

i can’t see him being anything but casual and accepting !!

if you want to talk about things, he’ll most definitely let you, but if you don’t want to he won’t push.

but regardless, he just wants you to know he supports you in whatever way he can.

would also politely correct people if they misgender you in public !!! he wants you to feel safe !!!!!

i saw him as a wingman in the other reaction but in this context he’d definitely serve as your personal information pamphlet for people who you might not know too well.

random person: “what exactly does that mean?”

you: “it-”

minho: “WELL ACTUALLY-”

✰ CHANGBIN

just like in the first version, he’d get pretty emotional !!

i think he would really sympathize with you even though he can’t fully understand what you had to deal with externally or emotionally.

honestly that would probably make him even MORE emotional.

the fact that he can’t fully relate to those complex feelings would really tug at his heartstrings as he listens to you speak. he really wishes he could understand your struggles more, and maybe even take on the burden for you.

but let’s get less emo, shall we?

ok picture something with me bestie:

first, he casually refers to you using your new pronouns in a group conversation.

next, after the topic changes in the conversation, you look at him while the others continue talking.

this mf WINKS and flashes you the silliest smirk

you let out a little chuckle and you both continue on in the conversation

[end scene]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH anyways-

✰ HYUNJIN

i feel like he might question his own gender identity a little as well sometimes, especially due to what people say online (like calling him “pretty”, the edits some people make, praising him for breaking stereotypes, etc.)

so, he probably understands a bit deeper than some of the other members might.

in that same vein, i think it might make him a little bit emotional to hear your story !!

over the years, i think it’s plain to see that he’s become more comfortable with expressing his more feminine attributes, which has always comforted you as his friend.

he understands the feeling of being uncomfortable with the gender roles one is expected to follow, so he empathizes with you.

in terms of his actual first reaction, i think it would be pretty similar to what i suggested in the other version of this.

(my bias is showing but oH MY GOSH I STILL THINK THIS WOULD BE SO CUTE-)

“woo~” *insert little jazz hands here*

…

[cries] anyways-

you feel really comfortable coming to him with this, and you’re happy when you do !!

✰ JISUNG

maybe it’s because i’ve seen tweets about it, but i feel like this dude knows everything there is to know about modern gender identity topics and neopronouns and stuff

after the initial awkwardness of the conversation (and a big supportive hug ofc) he’d be stoked to talk about it !!

would ask for your pronouns right away !!! he might also do the thing where he uses them in a sentence.

“y/n !!! ze’s so cool !!!!!!!”

i think if he saw someone misgender you (by accident) he wouldn’t correct them for you out of in-the-moment nerves, but he’d be very proud of you if you do it yourself !!

might buy you a snack afterward tbh

but if HE ever misgenders you OHHHHH goodness gracious

HE WOULD FEEL SOOO BAD AH

EVEN IF IT’S LIKE.. THE NEXT DAY

he’d get so very embarrassed and apologetic SDKFJ you’d have to really assure him that it’s not that big of a deal since he’s still adjusting to things, but he’d still feel like he has to make it up to you in some way

would probably buy you snacks again LMAO

✰ FELIX

i think he would be really excited !!

we know felix really loves and is passionate about androgynous/genderless forms of expression, especially in regard to appearance, so he’d probably really enjoy talking about gender and stereotypes with you !!

(if you’re comfy with it, ofc)

honestly, felix would be really encouraging and would help you gain more confidence !!!!!

if you ever feel like trying out a new look, he’d be like “OK BESTIE LET’S GO SHOPPING”

tbh he’d probably try it out with you !! or if you hang out often, he’d probably subconsciously start finding inspiration in your style and adopt it a bit himself

on days where you feel a bit down for whatever reason, especially in regard to dysphoria, his first instinct would be to cheer you up by reminding you how unique and cool you are.

and it’s not just because you’re nonbinary but also because you’re just a super cool person !!!!!!!!!! and i think so too !!!!!!!!!!!! never forget it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so overall, i feel like felix wouldn’t be very hard to come out to once you get over your initial nerves, and the end result would be super fun :D

✰ SEUNGMIN

i think his initial reaction would be pretty similar to chan’s !!

he also seems like the type to be super, super diligent with adjusting to whatever pronouns you feel comfortable using or words you’re okay with him using to refer to you.

(maybe it’s because we know he was a good student and he’s diligent with practicing his english. training his brain to correct itself would be like studying for him lol)

for example, instead of calling you “pretty” or “handsome,” he might even try simply pointing out a part of your appearance that he thinks looks especially great !! something like your eyes, your hair, your outfit, etc.

your hair looks great today, btw. anyways-

aside from that, i think he would just try to be as courteous as possible without making a big deal out of things.

and if he ever slips up with your pronouns, descriptors, etc, he’d be super quick to apologize and correct himself before keeping the conversation going like normal !!

there’s just generally a lot of mutual respect all around :)

✰ JEONGIN

this is somewhat similar to my other version of this reaction, but i think he’d just be really intrigued and a little shocked

IDK WHY I KEEP THINKING HIS ABILITY TO GAUGE THESE THINGS IS SO BAD DKFJ every time i think about someone coming out to him i just can’t help but picture him being like “reaLLY??? since WHEN”

still, something deep within my soul is telling me that jeongin would truly think you’re the coolest person on the planet.

being as he can’t personally relate to this, jeongin would be pretty psyched to hear about your journey to finding out !! kinda the opposite reaction to changbin lol

honestly he’d be a super good listener !!!!

he’d hear you out for however long you explain things to him, and if you ever get a bit emotional, he might smile at you or reach out to hold your hand :’) or both :’’’’’)

then, when you tell him your preferred pronouns he’s like “oH okay !! coOL !!!” lmao

so, he understands the concept and is super happy for you but he just didn’t really expect it !!

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[bardicindignation]

Oh oh oh oh for the meta !!!

#3 - What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

(I’m so curious because you have these super detailed world building set ups so I’m like ... is this ever the case for you??)

Ahhh thank you so much for the ask!!!!

oh gosh...(yeah I do go for the super detailed world building set ups, don't I? 😅😂) let's see...

Well, I'm sure if I really took the time to wrack my brains about this I could come up with several, but then I'd have to either choose or resign myself to a ridiculously long post so...alright, so, I have this star wars au floating around in my head right, and most of it is fairly serious, generally speaking, but it also contains these three (so far) scenes that are just complete and utter crackfic.

I've written a grand total of one (1) of them, which I posted on April Fools day and you can read here if you're so inclined.

As for the other two, I'm putting them under the cut bc this is still getting really long:

1) basically, I have this one scene where Ventress winds up killing Maul, then melting down his legs and then having them made into a tea set which she then gives to an extremely bemused Obi-Wan for his birthday (yes this is extremely weird, no, I don't know how the fuck I thought of it but it's strangely hilarious to me, so there you have it) which is ridiculous on it's own but then you've got

2) which is a follow up to the april fools day snippet, in which anankin-undercover-as-darth-vader convinces tarkin that Quinlan Vos is his own, entirely fictional, cousin Sergei who just so happens to look exactly like the definitely super dead Jedi Knight and who is also an extremely loyal informant for the empire. A few years later, a few more 'Imformant Sergei" incidents have happened (Anakin saw the opportunity to troll the hell out of Tarkin and ran with it; Quinlan is more than happy to facilitate this, and so is everyone else who's working with them. All incidents are recorded and safely stored to show ahsoka when they finally track her down) and what happens is this:

For leverage against the rebellion reasons, palpatine has ordered Princess Leia (roughly 15 years old at this point) taken hostage by "Vader's" "sith" apprentice, Mara Jade (who's been secretly actually Anakin's second jedi padawan since she was about seven, which Leia is aware of but Bail isn't). Rex (who is completely unaware of the whole "massive undercover rebellion right underneath the emperor's nose" thing and therefor the fact that leia isn't actually in much of any real danger) goes to investigate and try and rescue her.

Stuff happens, Palpatine orders Mara to kill Leia and Mara (who had already been planning to fake her own death, bc as she grew into her strength in the force, Palpatine had started paying more attention to her which was getting dangerous. she'll join luke and obi wan in secretly living in the secret rooms in "Vader"'s star destroyer lol) explodes the building that she was holding Leia in, successfully faking BOTH of their deaths.

Rex runs into the girls on their way out, and when a group of storm troopers spot them he decides to head them off so that Mara and Leia can escape.

This turns out to not be immediately necessary, bc said storm troopers are actually Cody and an assortment of other de-chipped clone troopers. Cody gets as far as explaining that to Rex, when Tarkin shows up.

He, predictably, zeros in on Rex bc he remembers him from the clone wars and doesn't like him and because he's Tarkin, he decides to order Cody to take off his helmet and execute him.

Cody, obviously, isn't going to do that and goes with the only option left to him: break his cover. So he and his troopers all draw their blasters on Tarkin, at which point Tarkin calls his own troopers to surround them.

Then he starts monologuing: blah blah glory of the empire, blah blah, traitor, blah blah, 'if only you demonstrated the same loyalty that Informant Sergei does without any kind of programming.'

That makes Cody snort, and Quinlan, who's been lurking this whole time waiting for an opportune moment, can't possible pass over the dramatic entrance potential and reveals himself like, "hah, bitch you wish!" and blows his OWN cover.

So Tarkin is about to lose his shit, Cody's panicking, Rex is both panicking and completely confused, at which point Anakin-as-Vader along with a bevy of stormtroopers who include Appo, Boil, Kix, the 212th's medic, and Obi-Wan shows up.

Cue Rex's confusion and panic squaring itself when this, for some reason, makes Cody relax.

Tarkin's like, "Ah Vader, you're just in time to assist me in doing away with these traitors"

And internally, Anakin's like 'fuck fuck fuck' but externally he's like, "Traitors? whatever do you mean?"

And Tarkin tells him what just happened and Anakin thinks fast and goes:

"Oh, yeah they're definitely not traitors, they have until just now been on an important mission for me among ancient...sith...ruins! And it appears that they have all been exposed to a sith toxin which causes confusion, aggression, and muddled loyalties."

And Tarkin maybe buys that? but either way, he goes,

"Well, in that case, they're useless to us now, so we might as well put them down and be done with it."

And Anakin, maybe panicking a little, goes, "Do you really think that I would send such valuable assets into such a situation without having some kind of treatment on hand?"

Tarkin: Oh, and what treatment would that be?

Anakin, mind going blank: Medic, tell the Grand Moff about the cure.

Kix, trying to murder his general with the force of his glare alone underneath the helmet: Yes Sir. The...only cure to such a...toxin...is...a...special tea! Brewed...in the...legs of the vanquished enemy of...the ancient and powerful Jedi...Ben."

Obi Wan, Anakin, and everyone who still has the benefit of a hemet: *tries not to laugh audibly but are about to rupture something containing themselves*

Rex: What? the fuck?? is happening???

So, Tarkin buys it, and Anakin and his men 'subdue' Cody, Quinlan, Rex and co. and bring them back to their shuttle, where Mara, Leia, and Luke reveal themselves and they explain everything to Rex, who at this point is more or less certain that this entire day has been some sort of bizarre fever dream.

And I'd love to write the whole thing out! but to do that and have it make any sort of sense I'd have to write just...so many chapters of context and everything leading up to it which is...a lot of stuff. So maybe I'll get to it eventually, but it's not event the first star wars au on my list of stuff to write, not even taking into account all the stuff for other fandoms, so it's probably going to be a long time until I get to it, if I ever do 😅

[britbritwrites]

Dr. Robotnik’s teenage daughter asking if she can go on a date

-When Robotnik’s daughter first asked him could she go on a date with some guy at school who asked her out, he had A LOT of feelings about it

-And they weren’t positive ones at that

-“Please, Dad? Just one-”

-“NOPE! End of story!”

-“But-”

-“NO!”

-“But Dad, I just-”

-“No! No and what was the word again? Oh yeah! NO! No daughter of mine will ever go on such a thing!”

-He knew something like this will happen eventually because it was part of growing up

-However, he didn’t know that he wasn’t gonna be ready for it to happen with his daughter

-It all happened in front of his very eyes so fast

-One day, he was changing her diapers, teaching her how to walk and say her first word

-(He really tried to get her to say extraordinary, a long word, as her first word. Surprising? I think not!)

-Next thing he knows, she’s blossoming into a beautiful young woman and asking about going out on dates.  

-All in honesty, it scared him a bit

-Scratch that, It scared him A LOT

-ALSO…...

-What if the guy just ends up standing her up?

-Or what if he tries something wildly inappropriate with her during that date?

-He’d have to go after the little douchebag and let his drones teach him a lesson if any of those ever happened

-Another important thing, he didn’t like the idea of her going out with some boy that he’s never even met first of all

-She thought he could at least let her go out on her first date but here they were going back and forth on whether she could go or not

-“But why not though?? All my other friends are going dates, why can’t I?”

-“Because”

-“Because why?”

-“Because I said so! That’s why!”

-She rolls her eyes at that part

-She can’t stand when he says that, she just wished he would have just gave her a valid reason instead of just saying those 4 words, it would be easier for her to understand why wouldn’t let her do something like dating and whatever case may be

-“Dad! Please! You just HAVE to let me go this weekend!”

-“Give me one good reason why I should let you go?”

-“One good reason? Um first off, I’ve been staying out of trouble like you always told me I should, I have straight A’s…..

-(Unsurprisingly, his daughter has a IQ off the charts like her father)

-(Obviously a genetic thing, Robotnik is real proud that it’s passed down to his offspring)

-(Except unlike him, she isn’t all cocky about it at times nor does she ever brag about it, she’s actually like meh whatever)

-(She does get annoyed when her dad brags about how smart he is over and over again)

-(She’s like “Okay Dad! We get it! You’re smart as hell and have an IQ as high as the Eiffel tower, that’s great! Now what’s for dinner tonight?”)

-“......I’ve been helping around the lab like you ask me to sometimes, I never drank, I never smoked, I never did anything to make you disappointed in me. I don’t know, Dad, I think those are more than one good reason and I think they’re pretty valid”

-And she was right, he had to admit. She has been a very great student, have been staying out of trouble, doing good in school the whole time, and an overall great daughter anyone would ask for and there was no arguing or denying those facts.

-She crosses her arms and smiles with a raised eyebrow, “I’m right and you know it!”

-He glares at her and grumbles, not wanting to admit that she’s right.

-“So pleeeease can I go on that date this Saturday?”

-“I’m sorry but nothing, not even the amount of begging you will do can make me change my mind about- Oh no”

-But then she does the pleading face

-When she does the pleading face, she pokes out her bottom lip and makes her eyes look sad

-She KNOWS Robotnik could never say no to that face or even think about resisting it

-He tries to say a stern "NO” to her but TOO LATE!

-He just could never do it, tell her no when she makes that cutesy pleading face.

-“OKAY! OKAY! I give up! You can go on your little….. date!”

-She gasps with a huge happy grin on her face

-At that moment, she feels like jumping over the moon of happiness and joy

-“YOU MEAN IT!?”

-“Do I have to repeat it again? Y.E.S. YES! You may go”

-“OH MY GOSH! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!”

-She jumps into his arms like a little kid and hugs him

-“OH THANK YOU so much! You are the best dad in the whole world! No WAIT! THE ENTIRE GALAXY!”

-Robotnik rolls his eyes and slightly grumbles, then smiles a little and pats her back

-He loves her hugs, it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, he just doesn’t wanna admit it sometimes

-He especially gets all warm inside when she praises him for being a great father to her

-Sometimes he gets a cocky about it too 

-“And I PROMISE I’ll be home by 8pm and you won’t be disappointed! We’re going to the movies this weekend and-”

-“AH! AH! Not so fast! Only one condition”

-“Which is?”

-“Before you go on this so called date, I would like to meet this boy first! I wouldn’t want you to go out with some hooligan who only wants you for one thing. That’s why I was hesitate for you to go in the first place”

-“Oooh! So that’s what this is about! You could have just told me that from the beginning.” She shook her head.

-She then sighs, “Look Dad, I get it, I understand, I know you were just trying to protect me and don’t want anything horrible to happen to me but I promise you he’s not like that, I’ve been talking to him for about 3 months and he’s a cool guy”

-“Hmm, well, I’ll be the judge of that when I meet this guy. Alright, you finally got my permission to go on this date and blah blah blah! now please get off my back! I have work to do”

-She chuckles and says, “Oh Dad, you and your work, you need to find some more hobbies to be completely honest, just saying”

-As he goes back into his chair to work on more of his plans, she walks up to him with a few more things to say to him

-“Oh and dad, before I go, can I tell you something?”

-He sighs and looks up at her, “What now?”

-She kisses him on the cheek and gives him another hug

-“I love you so much, Dad even though you can get on my nerves sometimes but thanks for doing this for me”

-He couldn’t help but smile back at her, hugging her back, “Love you too, pumpkin”

-“Dawww, You love me sooo much!”

-“Yeah yeah” He rolled his eyes, “Now run along, little girl! I have important work to attend to”

-“Hey! I’m not a little girl anymore, you know?” She giggled.

-He shrugged, “Meh, you’ll always be a little girl to me”

-She laughed and shook her head at her Dad before leaving his lab all happy and joyful

-Robotnik was sure he was probably not gonna like this boy she was going on a date with but you know what? all he knows is his daughter was happy and that was all that mattered. If she was happy, he was happy too

[monsieur-fancy-hat]

Soukoku x They Both Die At The End 👀

Oh my gosh I’m really happy I got this one!! I wanted to read the book, but I was worried I would get too attached to the characters and knowing that they’re gonna die-

My soul really can’t do this again.

No powers by the way.

& Trigger Warning for attempted rape.

Anyways, here’s the plot:

Dazai wants to die. He doesn’t want his life to be controlled by some stupid death predictor, but after Oda’s last day, he just kinda... doesn’t have a reason to live. Until the A.D.A. But even then, he’s waiting for the beautiful embrace of death~~

When Dazai finally gets the DeathCast, he is estatic! He goes and tells all of his friends (Atsushi tries to be happy for him, but you know, losing your mentor isn’t gonna be the happiest moment of your life-) and Kunikida tries to be all “Good riddance.” but he’s actually quite upset about it too.

Chuuya on the other, grew up with Kouyou. No Port Mafia, no powers. Nothing. He’s mostly happy. So when he gets the alert, he’s predictably upset. He’s only 22! He wants to be able to fall in love (*couglikeYosano&Kouyoucough*)and stuff. He still needs to goddam grow! Oof.

[So... who’s gonna tell him?]

Anyways, Chuuya is upset about the whole thing, but he wants to spend his last moments with Kouyou & Co.

So he does. Dazai finds out from Kunikida that Chuuya is going to die today too! Woah! Coincidence? We all know it’s not.

[Also Chuuya & Kunikida are poetry club friends in this veRSE BECAUSE I SAID SO-]

Oof.

Anyways, Dazai crashes Chuuya’s “I’m dying today so let’s mourn together!” party.

And Chuuya is mad, cause... what Dazai did was something to be mad about.

So Chuuya doesn’t want anything to do with him. But Dazai’s all: “Oh, but I really wanna die with you!!”

And Chuuya looks at him

And gives him a wtf look

Cause Chuuya can’t imagine why he would be happy to leave the world.

And Dazai just starts talking and being super depresso-

So let’s talk Dazai’s backstory.

Dazai was an orphan.

Dazai was adopted by Oda.

Dazai was happy.

Then since Dazai can’t be happy for more than 2 seconds, they get in a car crash.

No one survives.

[Well, the non-human Dazai does. But he’s very not okay.]

And Chuuya just listens.

And he kinda understands. Cause he also had [insert depressing backstory before Kouyou].

Chuuya’s depressing backstory time!!

So he was also an orphan cause why not-?

But then he was adopted by this couple. They’re your typical Christian parents (not judging or anything-). Middle-class, nice house, nice income, nice life. But they couldn’t conceive, so they adopted two kids: Chuuya & Gin.

However, they are not your typical Christian parents. HMM-

The father tried to sexually assault Gin, but Chuuya got him to stop.

By tossing a knife at him.

Gin was about 8, and Chuuya was 12.

So a twelve year old tossed a knife at an adult. It managed to scrape his eye though, so that was lucky. While the dad was fumbling with his eye (cause that’s how pain works-), Chuuya takes Gin and runs.

They end up going to the police station to report the evil parent.

(Also, I‘m not trying to insult the Christian religion or anything. I realized that this could be taken the wrong way!! I just wanted to portray the pedophile as seemingly a good person, but actually not. If that makes sense. TL;DR: He just happens to be Christian.)

So the guy got arrested. WOOHOO!!

The mom doesn’t wanna raise two kids that got her husband arrested, so they go into the foster system. HMMM-

And eventually Chuuya gets in contact with Kouyou, and blah blah blah END BACKSTORY-

So in the present Chuuya and Dazai’s immense sexual tension causes Kouyou to kick them out to deal with it.

“Wha- it’s my party!”

“No buts, get out and deal with your frustration. I need to air the room out of your sexual tension...”

“WE DO NOT HAVE ANY OF... OF THAT!!”

“I dunno, Chuu, maybe ane-san-”

“Don’t call me that.”

“-is right! You do look deprive-”

“Now what the f*ck is that supposed to mean?!”

So Chuuya and Dazai go around town and look at all the little thingys they missed and whatever and it’s really soft.

Cause these bois deserve to have softness.

JUST KIDDING ON THEIR WAY BACK A DRUNK DRIVER HITS THEM AND THEY DIE HAHAHAHAHA-

Okay. I’m done now.

[deathstunt]

beetlejuice: the musical sentence starters.

‘we have only each other.’

‘scripture tells us: sorrow not, for we do not walk alone.’

‘you’re invisible when you’re sad.’

‘nobody understands.’

‘grownups wanna fix things.’

‘is it being greedy to need somebody to see me and say my name?’

‘holy crap, a ballad already?’

‘sorry to barge in.’

‘let’s skip the tears and start on the whole, y’know, being dead thing.’

‘if i hear your cell-phone ringing, i’ll kill you myself.’

‘we should have carpe’d way more diems.’

‘i do this bullshit, like, eight times a week.’

‘just relax, you’ll be fine.’

‘drink your fifty-dollar wine.’

‘full disclosure: it’s a show about death.’

‘everybody gets on fine here.’

‘every show i do, like, a ton of coke.’

‘jesus, pass the dramamine.’

‘we’re all on a hit list.’

‘hey, that’s just statistics.’

‘there’s a giant snake here!’

‘how you doin’? ...not good.’

‘death is taboo, but it’s hardly something new.’

‘there’s nothing medical professionals can do ‘cept maybe just bill you.’

‘that’s the thing with life, no one makes it out alive.’

‘gosh, it’s awful, aint it tragic?’

‘blah, blah, bible, jesus magic.’

‘namaste, you freakin’ posers.’

‘i have mastered the art of tearing convention apart.’

‘look at this crib!’

‘i know to the untrained eye, it’s boring.’

‘why do you polish your crib when you don’t have a kid?’

‘are you willing to take the next step?’

‘the world will never wreck you.’

‘together, let’s leap off the cliff.’

‘why rush?’

‘soon enough, our hopes and our dreams will be crushed.’

‘what about global poverty? what about world peace?’

‘no habla español, dos cervezas por favor.’

‘what’s the point of having children if we’re covered in debt?’

‘see, i wasn’t kidding!’

‘i’ll be your guide!’

‘jesus, i can’t spell.’

‘let’s all get naked!’

‘i understand that it’s a lot to process...’

‘lucky for you, i dropped by.’

‘i’m like a ghost-zombie jesus!’

‘i think we’re a perfect fit.’

‘come on, let’s make out a bit.’

‘it’s the perfect day to die.’

‘i need a little help here.’

‘i’m probably talking to myself here.’

‘i’m a bunch of broken pieces.’

‘it was you who made me whole.’

‘hurry up, get happy.’

‘forget about your mom.’

‘he wants me to smile and clap like a performing seal.’

‘you won’t believe the mess that we’ve become.’

‘you held my hand and life came easy.’

‘i want something to believe in.’

‘wake me when i’m twenty-one.’

‘daddy didn’t lose a mom.’

‘i’m running out of hope and time.’

‘i’ll go insane if things don’t change.’

‘whatever it takes to make him say your name.’

‘you couldn’t frighten a fly.’

‘you are super polite, middle class, suburban, and white. well, all of that is finished tonight.’

‘i want scary faces, now go!’

‘sever a head, preferably someone you know.’

‘don’t be so vanilla.’

‘would a little anger kill ya?’

‘c’mon, drop your panties!’

‘i’m trying to fill you... with wisdom and skill!’

‘you gotta make ‘em see you!’

‘raise the stakes by punching a baby.’

‘they’ll be quaking in fright!’

‘you’ve got some evil deep down inside you.’

‘what fills you with rage? being mean to a pet? chefs who use too much sage when they make their noisette?’

‘well, there’s lot there to use.’

‘maybe this time pretend like you mean it.’

‘i want freedom.’

‘i know that beggars can’t be choosers, but do they have to be such losers?’

‘why god, slash satan, did you send these bed wetters?’

‘even, like, a tax attorney would’ve been better.’

‘well, that was a soliloquy, so you’re the one who’s being rude.’

‘that needy pervert was right.’

‘let’s haunt this bitch!’

‘i’m sure we can haunt our own house.’

‘the universe is more than just space with no end.’

‘think positive, act positive, you are a child of the earth!’

‘science makes no sense.’

‘who needs evidence? go with your feels!’

‘crystals speak to me.’

‘everything happens for a reason.’

‘be a beacon of light in the world.’

‘gee, i hate to break it to you...’

‘the pacific islands are sinking, but negative thinking is hardly the cause.’

‘you think life is all unicorns and rainbows ‘cause you’re bored.’

‘positivity is a luxury that few can afford.’

‘one day, you make wake up alone.’

‘be prepared to take your eggs and freeze ‘em.’

‘sounds like terrible things can happen.’

‘god, it’s mortifying.’

‘what’s the point of even trying?’

‘nobody said life’s fair.’

‘by the time you read this, i will be gone...’

‘there’s nothing for me here. i’m alone, forsaken, invisible.’

‘that makes two of us.’

‘you could use a buddy, don’t you want a pal?’

‘don’t end yourself, defend yourself!’

‘together we’ll exterminate, assassinate!’

‘go ahead and jump, but that won’t stop him.’

‘i’m on the bench, but coach, just put me in the game!’

‘being young and female doesn’t mean that i’m an easy mark.’

‘i’ve been swimming with piranhas, i don’t need a shark.’

‘yes, life sucks, but not that much.’

‘be a doll and spare the lecture.’

‘really, it’s a flattering offer...’

‘it’s not as if i’ve lost my mind!’

‘he can help, we found him on yelp!’

‘every word is the truth.’

‘that was possession.’

‘what do i need you for?’

‘hold up, girl, i’m your pal!’

‘i know, i went a little hard on the sell.’

‘he was already dead!’

‘the three of us alone can wreck dad’s evening.’

‘together we can make a grown man weep.’

‘it’s our house now, kid!’

‘it’s not their fault that they’re overprotective.’

‘you could be killed by a random sneeze.’

‘everything’s gonna work out.’

‘i’m just gonna ring the bell of this creepy looking house.’

‘no one gets molested by a gothy teen.’

‘maybe i should come back another time when your parents are home?’

‘the sound of a scream is music to me!’

‘you wanna answer it this time?’

‘don’t oversell it, act natural.’

‘i don’t live here, i’m dead.’

‘we’re ruining lives.’

‘no more condescending adults hanging around.’

‘take it and trash it, burn it or smash it.’

‘we have to adapt to survive.’

‘we’ve got nothing to lose!’

‘i was driving lamborghinis, slipping super-dry martinis, and the tiniest bikinis on a yacht, but i was depressed.’

‘i had such low self-esteem, i was a mess.’

‘if i only knew the truth back then, i wouldn’t have had my little accident.’

‘don’t cheat on the one you wed.’

‘why did it take death to see happiness was up to me?’

‘if i knew then what i know now, i would’ve laughed and danced.’

‘life is short, but death is super long.’

‘whichever path i choose i lose, you know.’

‘you always saw life as a game, but since you left it sucks to play.’

‘is this the end you meant for me?’

‘i promise, i’m never gonna forget you.’

‘it’s messy, but they’re all that i have.’

‘i’ll make the best of being flesh and bone.’

‘now, i really love creepy old guys.’

‘hey baby, smile!’

‘one of ‘em loves me and wants to be mine.’

‘i’m a creepy old guy!’

‘i’m so happy i could cry!’

‘girls may seem disgusted, but we’re actually just shy!’

‘you know, i am older, but i’m glad i waited.’

‘fix his hair, get him prepared for armageddon.’

‘sure, the groom’s out of a tomb.’

‘she’s marrying a creepy old guy.’

‘have you guys seen lolita? this is just like that, but fine.’

‘i know that on the outside he’s disgusting...’

‘even on the inside, he’s disgusting.’

‘i found me a wife.’

‘i was ignored, but now i’m adored.’ 

‘cause i exploited, tortured, and lied.’

‘give it up for my underage bride!’

‘i can’t believe some cultures think this kinda thing’s alright.’

‘doesn’t he deserve a chance at life?’

[bae-leth]

Hey, hey, if you’re doing headcanon requests then I absolutely wanna hear your headcanons for Dimitri and Felix back when they were kids. How they met, how their relationship was like growing up, that kinda thing!

crawls out of bed.

did you say…. felix and dimitri??? Oh…..oh gosh. it seems like…. my hands are moving of their own accord …. you have Awakened me, anon….

(disclaimer: JKSDJHF THIS GOT SO LONG, I GOT REALLY CARRIED AWAY,,, OH DEAR)

Felix did not want to be Dimitri’s friend at first.

Dimitri was so… excitable. Constantly smiling, horribly popular, and so happy. Felix felt tired whenever he so much as looked at the young prince.

Why would he need the prince as a friend, anyway? Sure, he’d be a useful connection, but Felix couldn’t see how exactly he was meant to approach him.

Flattery? False affections? Lies? No, thanks. So much effort - and for what? He’d much rather stay away.

So when the king holds a social gathering for all the nobles in the kingdom, and all the other noble kids decide to flock around the prince and completely block off the food table, it’s safe to say that Felix is annoyed.

He just wants the sandwiches, but noo, the prince has to attract a fanclub? And leave him hungry? Fantastic.

So he just stays back and sulks. All he wants is some food so he won’t starve, but’s stopping him? Oh, that’s right. The prince! Grrr.

Felix’s parents try to get him to socialise with the others, but he’s having none of it. He hasn’t had much luck with friends before (something about his moodiness? They called him moody -) and he doesn’t need them now. He prefers to be alone, you know?

So he escapes from the ballroom (without any food :( ), and ends up in the castle gardens to contemplate.

(What’s with this weird twinge in his chest when he thinks about friends, anyway? It’s annoying. He doesn’t like it.)

Just as he’s about to doze off on the garden bench, Felix is suddenly jerking upright, because he’s hearing the tell-tale sounds of wood clashing with wood.

He follows the sound, somewhat apprehensively, and who does he find? None other than the prince himself, slashing away at a training dummy with ferocious determination!

Felix is actually kind of impressed at his stamina (read: kind of. Only kind of) and ends up watching him for quite some time - that is, until Dimitri spots him and waves him over.

Felix goes ‘ABORT ABORT ABORT HE FOUND ME’ in his head, but stays put as the prince marches over to him.

Dimitri: Hello! I haven’t seen you before. :D Would you like to spar with me?

Felix, internally: LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT’S DONE

Felix, externally: Sure. I’ll beat you anyway!

So they spar, and for some reason, Felix really wants to impress the other boy. So, once he finds an opening, he rushes forward with all his strength…

… and he hits Dimitri so hard he stumbles and falls awkwardly, with a sickening crunch and a cry of pain.

Felix is internally panicking. Like, PANICKING.

Dimitri is suppressing tears on the floor, and Felix is just standing there, frozen, going “OH GOD I KILLED THE PRINCE?? AM I GOING TO GET EXECUTED??? IS HE OKAY???”

The guards rush over when they hear Felix yelling, and they take the prince to the infirmary. Felix gets the scolding of his life from his parents, but the pounding in his ears means that he barely listens to them.

His real fear is what’ll happen to him when he sets foot in the castle again. He’s only a kid, but they’re going to banish him, aren’t they? Is he going to find the prince dying? Dead? 

He’s doomed, so utterly doomed -

This is literally the most he’s ever messed up, ever -

Before he knows it, he’s being brought before the king. The king is stern and intimidating, and as coolly as Felix tries to conduct himself, he’s still a child, so he’s quaking.

Dimitri is sat next to the king, arm in a sling. Hey, at least he’s not dead? Still, he looks so impassive…

The king asks him what happened. Not aggressively, but just in a low tone. Felix takes a deep breath, and prepares to apologise profusely and maybe try to salvage his own life

when, out of nowhere, Dimitri cuts in, and proclaims that it was all his fault.

Dimitri: Father, it was me. I tripped and fell. Felix was only trying to help me, I promise!

Felix: ??? (WHAT ARE YOU DOING????)

The king asks them again, but Dimitri persists, and finally the king relents. He gets up, tells his son to be more careful, and tells Felix to enjoy the rest of his stay.

Felix is just like ??????!?!?!?!?!?!? now. Why on earth would Dimitri cover him? He literally broke his arm!

Felix expresses this when they get out of earshot of the throne room.

F: Why’d you help me out back there? I don’t even know you!

D: What do you mean? You’re my new friend - of course I had to help you :D (don’t worry about my dad, he’s a big softie really, he just looks like that when he scrunches up his eyebrows, blah blah blah blah blah….)

In the middle of Dimitri’s rambling, Felix shortcircuits, because???? ‘Friend’??? ‘NEW friend’??? What??? WHat?? Wha-

Felix can’t wrap his head around it. Dimitri wants to be his friend?? Genuinely?? Even though he knocked him to the floor???

(Why does this make him feel so warm??)

Felix decides he should at least say thank you. So, he goes out, makes (yes, makes) an entire batch of sweets, and yeets them at Dimitri the next time they see each other. 

Dimitri only smiles widely, and eats three of them in one go, telling Felix that they’re delicious, and when is he making more? He knows someone who’d love them, and he wants to eat more too, and -

Felix smiles, too, and from then on, a beautiful friendship is born.

They become as thick as thieves, and they run off everywhere. The guards hate them.

In their childhood years, Dimitri’s usually the one who’s dragging Felix toplaces. Not much responsibility yet = more fun!

Felix has to chase after him to make sure he’s not hurt. He’s still kinda wary after the sparring incident, and since Dimitri is as reckless as a boar, he’s resigned himself to making sure his new friend(!) doesn’t go off and lose an eye, or whatever.

Lots and lots of winter activities!

One time, Dimitri convinces him that they’re totally skilled enough to make their own toboggan. (They’re not.)

They make one that’s tiny, and Dimitri says that they can both go on it together, because it’ll be much more fun!

(They crash into a boulder instead, but hey, at least no one’s crying this time?)

They enjoy ice skating, too. Ingrid and Sylvain get dragged along to these - Ingrid is terrible at balancing, but Sylvain is surprisingly great at it.

Faerghus’ Christmas markets are the best thing ever. Authentic hot chocolate, tons of colourful stalls, snow falling thickly and late into the night, faint music ever present in the distance… When they’re open, the duo spend lots of their evening free time there.

Snowball fights. So many snowball fights. They come in afterwards tracking snow throughout the entire castle, and the maids want to cry.

Over time, Felix realises that he is really, really enjoying his friendship with Dimitri. A lot. A bit too much? No - this is fine! This is fine, and he couldn’t be happier.

(ofc, he doesn’t express this out loud, but Dimitri seems like he knows, so…? maybe he doesn’t have to???)

However, as they get older,  Dimitri slowly realises that he has take on more responsibilities and get into Proper Prince Mode in order to win court favour. He’s not cute and smol anymore, and the court won’t take too kindly to him if he continues ignoring his ‘duty’ forever.

Felix understands. He’s the son of a Duke, how could he not?

It doesn’t mean he likes it, though. He hates it, actually. Anything that’d change Dimitri’s beaming grin into a worn and weary expression is something that he’ll hate with a passion.

So! As Dimitri becomes more solemn and more withdrawn, taking on more princely duties, Felix eventually goes ‘fuck it’ and decides to go ham. He’s only a noble, not a prince, so it shouldn’t be that much of a deal.

He’s doing it not only to make Dimitri smile genuinely again, but also because he knows that the prince is bound to look better next to him in comparison. Two for the price of one!

(NOT THAT HE’D EVER TELL ACTUALLY TELL DIMITRI THIS. SSH. FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES, FELIX JUST LIKES BEING AN ASSHOLE)

Dimitri becomes the one having to put up with Felix’s tomfoolery and chase him down every time he decides to do, well, anything.

Felix starts to challenge everyone. Ambassadors’ sons, counts, foreign dignitaries … Dimitri is just there going ‘NOOOOOOOO’ and pulling him back by the collar.

Felix is also super straightforward when he’s talking, which Dimitri needs, because he’s the type to make the other person feel marginally better even if their ideas are terrible.

Dimitri: The trade routes you’re proposing aren’t too bad. There might be some improvement needed, but on the whole, they are actually -

Felix: nah they suck lmao

Felix is constantly looking for more daring things to do. Constantly.

F: What would happen if I stole those drumsticks?

D: Felix, no

F: FELIX YES

No matter how hard Felix tries, though, Dimitri gets more and more stressed anyway. His duties pile up and up, and the looming weight of the crown makes him more anxious and self conscious, even though he’s trying his best to exceed the expectations placed on him.

Felix sees this (age 15 or so) and is like. Bitch. Bitch no. Bitch not again. BITCH

So he ups his game, and starts dragging Dimitri back to their favourite haunts - the ones they didn’t have time to go to anymore. NO MORE STUDYING FOR THE PRINCE.

They spend long Faerghus winters doing Everything. Once, they made a snowman in the shape of a particularly snobby Leicester noble and nearly got their heads chopped off for it (he really was ugly, okay??)

Felix gets yelled at constantly for distracting the prince, but does he care? No. Not at all.

(The guards love them, just because they’re so entertaining.)

One time, Dimitri offhandedly tells him about another noble boy their age who was giving him trouble. He’d called him weak and pathetic, and unfit to take the throne, and something else that Dimitri doesn’t want to disclose.

Felix takes one look at Dimitri’s sad smile (that - that bastard made him believe it?) and his mind goes blank. He spins on his heel, and walks off without a word.

He comes back half an hour later sporting a bruised lip. Later, news arrives that the other boy was found bawling in the kitchen, with two black eyes.

Dimitri berates Felix for it for ages (“Why would you do that? I told you it was nothing!”), but he’s touched, too. Felix takes all the blame in the ensuing outcry, and gets aptly punished, but he doesn’t regret it. The guy was a right prick. The black eyes probably make him more attractive now.

Felix openly calls Dimitri a boar in court. His parents sport thunderstruck expressions every time, but Dimitri just beams.

But yes… Felix always makes sure that Dimitri is happy. He covers it up with a lot of insults and snark, but he’s always got his best interests at heart (even though he’s terrible at showing it.)

Before they go to the Officers Academy, Dimitri tells him that he knew what he’d been doing the entire time, and really appreciates it. 

He then goes on to say that Felix is the most precious friend he’s ever had, and he wouldn’t trade him for the world.

… with that exact wording. My god.

Naturally, Felix gets embarrassed. “Why are you so sappy?” he grumbles, cheeks pink. Then, Dimitri hugs him very hard, and Felix goes FUUUUUUUU and short circuits because sahgdsag this is the nicest hug he’s ever gotten????? It’s really nice?????

Of course, he’s not telling Dimitri any of this. Instead, he pretends to be annoyed and punches the prince in the shoulder, before they start to discuss what the future has in store for them.

[kyokajiro-imagines]

The league of Disney Villains part 2:

A/n: this is really long but totally worth reading!

[In the same industrial shed as the last part]

Hawks: *Is standing on pile of crates- The rest of the league are standing around*

Hawks: ALRIGHT! Votes are in for the cast places and scene recreations we’ll be doing from our first movie- Cinderella!

Shigaraki: The *bleep*.

Dabi: I second that notion.

Toga: Can I stab someone in it?!

Hawks: No-

Mr Compress: I’m looking forward to this- We should have fun.

Hawks: That’s the spirit!

Spinner: I refuse to waste my limited life on this- *Twice pokes him*

Twice: If you voted for who I did then this should be fun! > If you didn’t vote for them then this will totally suck.

Shigaraki: If any of you morons voted for me as the princess I’ll disintegrate-

Hawks: STOP! Come on guys, we’re having fun! I’ll announce the rolls.

Dabi: Kill me now.

Hawks: As the fairy godmother- SHIGARAKI. *Is trying to hold in his laughter as everyone howls with laughter- Twice and Spinner high five. Shigaraki looks lost, angry and confused all at once*

Toga: PLEASE CAN I STAB SOMEONE?!

Shigaraki: Why is that relevant?!

Toga: It just is-

Hawks: NEXT! As the Prince- Twice!

Twice: GET READY FOR THE MOST CHARMING, MOST CAPTIVATING, MOST DEVISHLY HANDSOME- > This whole thing is a moronic- I won’t act for this!

Spinner: HAHA!

Mr Compress: Oh dear who’s the unlucky main?

Hawks: I don’t know- *Pulls paper out to check- Pauses, tries not to laugh, fails- Spends next 5 minutes on the ground crying from laughter*

Dabi: You right there?

Hawks: Fine- Alright- *Gets up* Ok- Our main star of this recreation as Cinderella is- *Covers mouth, winces and proceeds to stop laughter*

Hawks: Dabi.

*Everyone howls with laughter- Shigaraki joins and slaps the floor, accidentally disintegrating part of it

Shigaraki: Revenge has never been sweeter.

Dabi: THE HELL DID YOU DO THIS?!

Toga: Oh my gosh! You’re gonna looks so pretty! *Pulls out knife*

Twice: Aww c’mon. > IGNORE HIS PLACEMENT AND STAB HIM!

Toga: ESPECIALLY AFTER I STAB YOU!

Dabi: *Holds up cross- Hisses* Get away from me psycho-

Hawks: *Ignores the chaos beginning*

Hawks: As the step sisters we have Toga and Spinner, Mr compress is stage hand 1

[10 minutes later]

Hawks: Alright- *Looks up* Is everyone ready?

Dabi: NO! I will cremate you, you little- *Is using flames as defence against Toga*

Toga: *Giggling as she dodges* This is fun!!!

Twice: *Cheerleading* Stay alive Dabi!!! > Get im’ Toga!

Shigaraki: This is stupid.

Spinner: 60 bucks if Toga doesn’t stab Dabi in the next 10 minutes?

Shigaraki: Hell yeah- I’m in. I bet he does.

Mr Compress: I place a bet of 70 that Hawks stops them-

Shigaraki: Higher, old man.

Mr Compress: 100 dollars- If I’m right you both pay up?

Shigaraki: Better.

Spinner: Deal!

Hawks: Alright- You guy’s continue your bet and I’ll go get costumes!

Dabi: *Dabi runs past- His arms bleeding and Toga is slipping after him* Holy *Bleep* she stabbed me in the arm!

Toga: STABBY STAB STAB!!!

Shigaraki: Haha! Pay up morons-

Hawks: What measurements are you? I need to know for your costume.

Shigaraki: Guess chickenman-

Hawks: Says the future fairy godmother.

Shigaraki: *Taking coins from Spinner and Compress* At least I’m going to be a rich godmother!

Dabi: What the hell?!

#Take 1- Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo

Hawks: Alright- Everyone In positions! Handyman, you’ll run in when Dabi dramatically throws himself on to the nearest object and sobs about his problems!

Shigaraki: *Is in the fairy godmother costume- Bow and all. His hands are still on his body and face*

Shigaraki: Are you aware that after this I’m going to throw you off a cliff Lion King style?

Hawks: Ha- I can fly~ *Spreads out wings, Dabi whistles and Toga seems to be taking notes*

Shigaraki: Then I’ll throw you into the nearest meat grinder.

Spinner: Woah- Is there a need to do that?!

Twice: *Dressed as the prince but still wearing his mask*

Twice: THERE IS ALWAYS A NEED MY PRISTINE SCALY FRIEND- EVEN IF ITS HIDDEN IN THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT AND THE SHINING EBONY OF THE STARS! > There’s always a reason idiot.

Dabi: Ugh- Why are you talking like that?

Twice: Whatever do you mean my fair Cinderella? > Cinderella? More like lady cremation hehe < I talk as a prince of my standard should- My vocal presentation should be as strong as a dragon and as smooth as honey! Now come, take my hand! > Don’t do that- I don’t even want to do this.

Dabi: What. The. Hell. I refuse.

Mr Compress: Fabulous language my friend- Keep up the act! *Bows- Hawks claps*

Hawks: Alright, Cinderella - or lady cremation- Go get into the dress.

Dabi: No.

Shigaraki: I’m in this damn cloak, get into your dress.

Dabi: I refuse- *Toga runs in*

Toga: YEET! *Throws destroyed hot pink dress at him- Runs up to Hawks, high fives him and runs behind Twice*

Hawks: Fine- Take of your shirt and put that on. *Toga pulls out notebook, writes notes*

Dabi: The heck- No! *Picks it up* This isn’t even a proper shirt! *Throws it at Twice who catches it*

Hawks: Do it or Twice will clone Toga and leave you in a room with 10 of her. Doors locked, no escape.

Dabi: *Looks angrily at dress then Toga several times- sighs*

Dabi: Fine. Give me the *bleep* dress. *Snatches it from Twice- Storms off into other room*

Hawks: Alright- Here’s a pouch full of glitter and a wand~ *Passes both to Shigaraki- The wand is a stick*

Hawks: Wave your wand, do the lines we practiced and glitter bomb Dabi. Then Spinner will fix his outfit to the gown. Everyone ready?

Dabi: *Storms in- Is in shredded pink dress* Why the hell did you spend money on this?!

Toga: He didn’t- I stabbed it for him!

Hawks: Normally I waste my money on sparkly jewellery- This is way better!

Dabi: Wait what-

Shigaraki: Back on track hot topic and chickenman- I don’t want to be here all day.

Hawks: Right! IN POSITIONS!

(Five minutes later- A rock had been put on top of fake lawn and a forest backdrop had been hung on the wall. A spinner clone was hanging from the roof by string and holding a flashlight which was being used as a spotlight- All the lights were turned on. Dabi was standing near the rock and to the side out of the set was Shigaraki and a Spinner holding a large gown and clear flip flops- The conversation for those?

Hawks: Sorry, I could only find these- Can you make special and unique footwear for Dabi out of these?

Shigaraki: What do you want me to do? Throw glitter on them?

Hawks: Sounds good- Do Whatever you want.

Hawks and the rest of the league were sitting on crates)

Hawks: And action~

Dabi: *Deadpan* Oh dear my dress, my life is ruined just like it, I’ll never get my *bleep* happy ending, life isn’t fair- *Puts hand on head and throws self on rock* Sob sob sad noises whatever- My life is terrible-

*Glitter explosion, Shigaraki walks in*

Shigaraki: Stop Crying and get over it- I can get you to the ball.

Dabi: My is that- Who are you oh ugly mystical lady.

Shigaraki: Your damn fairy godmother- *Swishes wand- His face is blank and he looks dead inside* Now get up. Blah blah blah- pumpkins, horses and yadda yadda~

Hawks: *Gestures to Toga who starts playing music- gestures to Shigaraki who Inhales, growling*

Shigaraki: Stupid chicken- *inhales again* Salagadoola mechicka boola- Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo- (Proceeds to walk around Dabi and swish his wand, performing the song Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo- finishes*

Dabi: *Trying not to laugh as Shigaraki flips him off, hitting in the head with a wand*

Shigaraki: Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo. *Throws glitter on Dabi and waved his hand* Magic happiness and cringe- Be back before midnight blah blah blah or else.

Dabi: Hey- *Is somehow in Cinderella ball gown with flip flops on- Two of Shigaraki’s hands are on each shoe- they’re his wrist ones. Looks like there were no glass slippers available*

Dabi: THE *bleep*?!

Shigaraki: Manners you ungrateful brat- *Hits Dabi with wand again- the rest of the league are trying not to laugh* What do you think?

Dabi: You’re suppose to be hitting less and rhyming more- *Is hit with wand again*

Shigaraki: Shut up, I do what I want. Now go- Be free. Preferably hit as many pedestrians on you’re way there- *Shoves a confused and outraged Dabi off set*

Shigaraki: *Walks to the centre of the stage- bows and throws glitter. Runs off*

Everyone: Silence.

Hawks: Oh my gosh. I can’t believe I actually got to witness that- *Bursts out laughing along with everyone else. Dabi and Shigaraki start growling at each other- It isn’t that intimidating due to their fabulous outfits*

Mr Compress: Now, now, time for the next scene!

#Take 2- Its midnight!

Hawks: Annnd action! *Crates have been stacked like stairs and a carpet has been stuck over them- a platform is at the top and Dabi is with Twice. Dabi is fidgeting angrily in his dress*

Toga: *Whispers* Stab him- stab him-

Twice: Come on Dabi- Just leap into my arms and dance! > Don’t- I can’t be seen with you like that~

Dabi: I got into the dress, am wearing dead people and am now being forced to re-enact one of the most annoying scenes of all time.

Twice: Like this- *Attempts to Grabs Dabi’s hand- He jumps out of the way and points angrily, picking up dress*

Dabi: *Bleep* NO.

Twice: Here, if you can’t dance I’ll guide you- *Dabi set hands on fire growls and crouches gremlin style*

Twice: Jesus- > We’re going to get killed by the mogwai over here! < I KNOW! I’ll just clone you Dabi and show that clone what we’re doing! Now prepare yourself my fair lady cremation, for I shall show you my love! > KILL ME NOW. *Makes Dabi clone- It’s just a normal Dabi, not a Cinderella Dabi. They look confused*

Clone Dabi: What the hell? Aren’t we suppose to be at the-

Twice: Shhh my precious Dabi- *Puts a finger over his lip, gestures to the stairs* We’re Disney now! > Run. *True Dabi watches near the edge of the balcony, observing*

Clone Dabi: What’s happening? And don’t touch me-

[TBC...]

[insp1rationalx]

Spoilers for Game of Thrones season 8 episode 5 below

Just as a warning I did not enjoy this episode, and this post is going to be very negative. I have very few good things to say about this episode so if you genuinely enjoyed it then this probably isn’t the post for you. I don’t want to taint anybody’s perceptions if they enjoyed it, I hate spoiling the fun for others. On the other hand, if you like reading more negative (and maybe overly harsh) reviews or you just want a hot take then feel free to read on. 

Honestly, I really hate to say this, but this episode was by far my least favorite of the entire series for many reasons; the main reason that I’m going to complain about is the fact that the writing was not good at all in my opinion. This 1 hour and 20 minutes episode did not need to be this long. There was so much unnecessary editing and prolonged shots on the characters making shocked faces with no real purpose or meaning. Just a bunch of “Oh my gosh look at Daenerys! Oh my gosh look at the burning people!” Like yes we get it. No need to show each character doing it 10 times. I feel like this episode could have shaved off 20 minutes or even 30 minutes. There were so many moments during this episode where I realized I was just bored and unimpressed, and that’s horrifying to me because I have never felt that way before when watching Game of Thrones. There have been moments that I don’t find as captivating or interesting, but I would never go so far as to say I was bored and just excited for the episode to be over. It didn’t feel epic, or badass, or shocking, or tense. Just a whole lot of blah for me. 

I feel like the whole bit with Daenerys looking like she is going to show mercy when she hears the bells but then deciding to burn anybody anyway was pointless. The audience and characters already know Daenerys’ mental state isn’t great at the moment, and that the horrors of her life and immense pressure she is under are messing with her head. But Daenerys has never been one to go back on her word or her promises. She agreed to spare the people if she heard the bells, then did the exact opposite. It would have made far more sense for her to tell Tyrion immediately that she wasn’t going to listen to him and that she would just do what she felt is right. Tyrion had no reason to be shocked and mortified when Daenerys burned everybody. She is The Dragon, she is the Queen, and she has killed thousands before without hesitation. She views it as a sacrifice for the greater good which will come when she has secured the iron throne; he knows this better than anyone as her adviser. And Tyrion is incredibly intelligent. So why do I feel like he was so stupid this episode? There was no reason for him to help Jaime escape. Cersei has been nothing but cruel to him and Tyrion has no desire to help Cersei, and releasing Jaime was a guaranteed death sentence. Tyrion should have known his escape plan was destined to fail and that it wasn’t going to be an easy in-and-out secret operation. Its like a huge part of his character was completely forgotten. 

Jon Snow dealt with the same thing that Tyrion dealt with. Huge emotional shock and dismay at Daenerys killing people but again, Jon Snow, you already knew this! You saw the destructive power and iron fist she rules with. You know how she gains power. You know that she will slaughter, readily, easily, for the sake of the millions across Westeros and Esteros. So why do you look so surprised? I understand that there’s this ongoing theme with Jon Snow wanting to see the best in people and then being surprised when he sees their true colors, but this one was even more blatantly obvious than all the others!

Jaime spent 8 seasons building and developing his character, both individually and alongside Brienne of Tarth. For all of that development and change to be discarded in the span of one episode, for the sake of a love that was mutually abusive and downright evil with how Cersei has treated him, is such a slap in the face to all the writers and producers/directors who did genuinely try to make his character multidimensional. And what did this ending for him accomplish? It just tells us that Jaime will always go back to his old ways -- except we as an audience already know that he doesn’t. This change in his character was so sudden and it came out of nowhere, with weird timing. In a show that tries to tell us that people aren’t always as they appear, that even horrible people are capable of great change, and that forgiveness can be given to anybody who seeks it, they did a great job a making a character who neglects to take part in any of that in the end. What a waste of potential. Even if he didn’t end up with Brienne, its still a waste. 

And now Arya and the Hound. Well done Arya, you make it all the way to King’s Landing to kill Cersei and you turn and run as soon as the Hound tells you to. Since when do you take orders from him? Since when did you abandon the will to follow your own path? If she and the Hound faced Cersei and the Mountain together maybe they each would have survived, and Jaime could have gotten the fuck out of there without getting trapped in some dingy, dusty basement. Maybe the Hound wouldn’t have had to waste his strength and ultimately his life to take down an enemy that wasn’t even concerned with him at that point, because Arya would have been there to help him. Instead they think a slow-paced, anticlimactic fight is the way to go. Seeing them both go over the edge and into the flames was a relief because it meant I didn’t have to watch that pathetic fight any longer.

Also, Arya did nothing this episode except run around helplessly like the weak little girl we know she is NOT! Scared face after scared face, just her getting progressively grosser and weaker. Trying to help people even though its pointless and they aren’t going to do as she says. There was no point in her being in this episode if this is what we were going to get. She was so great at Winterfell! There was no need to taint her great victory against the Night King with this pathetic show. 

Cersei Lannister is a great character, although I do not like her in the slightest. But I will admit, she is crafty, manipulative, and ultimately very rational. She makes calm and informed decisions, and always has a game plan ready to be put into action. Instead we were given a weak and quivering Cersei, who is in denial about the fact that King’s Landing will fall and she will lose this battle. This would have been a great opportunity to showcase these abilities and skills of hers. Instead she is just degraded and the essence of her character is lost. It would have been believable if we saw a slow deterioration into this shell of herself, but instead we were thrust into it and expected to believe it. 

Yara’s part in the story was apparently forgotten. I guess shes just not relevant, so I don’t know why we wasted so much time on her. I would have really liked for her to ride in and face Euron but eh. Also, I’m glad Euron was killed, but I wish he wasn’t killed by Jaime. It just makes Jaime look like the jilted ex lover. 

Overall I felt no sense of urgency, stress, fear, anticipation, or tension in this episode. Even when all those scorpions were pointed at Drogon I did not care after the first few seconds because it was so obvious exactly what direction this episode was going to go. That paired with the shallow portrayal of grieving for Missandei that we were so graciously gifted put a bad taste in my mouth immediately. I wanted and expected far more from this episode. I feel as though this was a pathetic climax (or near climax) for such a great and intense show. I feel as though my time has been wasted. If the last episode follows in the footsteps of this one then I do not have high hopes for my enjoyment of it, which is terribly concerning because other than this episode, I do quite like this show and its characters. But hey, I’m just a fan. At the end of the day the writers and producers are free to create whatever they see fit, and I have little to no right to make demands. I’m just disappointed. I want to like it but I just couldn’t. 

Things I enjoyed in this episode

- Daenerys/Emilia Clarke is a goddess in my eyes

- Beautiful flying lizard breathes fire

- Cersei and Euron died

- ???? 

It means a lot when I say I disliked this episode almost as much as I disliked Avengers: Endgame. Because honestly... I don’t think I liked Endgame. Yikes. 

I’ll add more to this post if I think of anything else

[tippitv]

Recap: “Ouroboros” 14-14

Hey everyone! In an effort to get the recap out in a timely fashion, I'm trying something new. I'm doing it live-blog style and adding gifs already available on Tumblr as I format it for posting. Making pics with captions and photoshopping is super slow and laborious on my ancient computer. Just that part of the recaps usually takes 8-10 hours to do. In a recap that has a LOT of graphics, it might take 12.

THEN!

Ooh I've apparently missed more episodes than I realized. Veronica Cartwright, who's one of my favorite character actresses ever, brought Jack back to life. 

But with like... dire consequences, as per yoozh.

NOW!

Raton, New Mexico. Hey I've been there! I was driving to Colorado when I was 19 and we hit Raton riiiiight before we had to start driving up a narrow mountain road... when an ice storm hit... and I, a Texan who'd never driven over so much as an ice cube, thought I was going to kill us all.

Anyway it's nice to see an episode start somewhere in the Southwest for a change of pace.

This music is super cute. Someone let me know what it is? Also, I don't know who this guy is but he knows how to chop vegetables. I like him already! Oh... oh wait. There's a dead man on his kitchen island and the knife guy is harvesting his organs for dinner. Sorry, my dude, but I only have room in my heart for one cannibal

Oh he's got some lizard eyes on him, too. That's also a deal breaker. Somehow his repto-vision allows him to sense that the Winchesters are coming for him, so he grabs his pet snake Felix and sneaks away.

The episode is titled "Ouroboros," and I can't see that word without thinking of the episode of Red Dwarf where the people found the cardboard box with Lister in it. They misread the word as "Our Rob, or Ross." Shout out to the handful people following me who know what I'm talking about.

The Winchesters show up. Oh hey Castiel and Jack are with them, too! Snake Boy didn't see that. "Oh no," Cas says, despairing at the scene in the kitchen. I know. A wasted pasta dinner! Also a dead body.

Sam and Dean are frustrated that they've failed to catch this guy yet again. How is anyone not barfing at the smell of fried human liver? Have they become inured to it because of all the flaming hunter funerals? That's probably it.

"My money's on witchcraft," Dean grumbles. Rowena walks up behind him like

Oh ho ho why's she so flirtatious with Castiel? What did I miss there? Well he seems as confused as I am, and less titillated. Maybe nothing happened and she's just someone with eyes who happens to see how cute he is.

Everyone wonders why the victim, like all the other victims, appears not to have fought back. I mean, there's a lot of nihilism these days. Maybe it's a case of "fuck it, if this guy doesn't kill me the climate change will." Jack finds a freshly shed snake skin on the floor.

They wonder if the victim had pet snakes but think he doesn't seem the type. Like, I know a stay-at-home suburban mom with multiple snakes so I don't think there's just one type of herp enthusiast. Jack starts coughing and everyone's like

Jack assures them he's not dying again but he probably is.

Rowena notices there's a blackish powder around the victim's lips. The others tell her the other victims had something similar but they ignored it so that Dean and Rowena could look back and forth at each other with their best So Done faces.

As funny as the exchange is, I do so hate plot-necessitated dumbness. There's no way they wouldn't have looked into the black powder on all the victims' faces.

Sam and Rowena do some research in the motel de la nuit, which has a fabulous Missoni-inspired wallpaper. Man I wouldn't mind having some of that! Anyway, she's curious about Jack being not-dead and Dean keeping an archangel locked up in his head somehow. Sam doesn't want to talk about it.

Meanwhile, Jack's in the bathroom having one of those Moulin Rouge coughing fits. Has anyone thought of like... getting the kid some Robitussin? He uses a small amount of power to heal his cough. I think Veronica Cartwright warned against this in the previouslies.  

Dean's growing a mite weary and still thinks their inevitable option is going to be the magic coffin. Cas's face goes

Castiel tiredly explains what the word "liturgical" means when Jack and Dean give him confused looks. I mean I guess Jack might not know, but Dean should sure as heck know.

When they get back to the motel, Rowena says they're dealing with a Gorgon. "Like Medusa!" Dean pipes up. Oh I bet this leads to a Clash of the Titans jok---and there it is. They blah blah blah about how eating human eyes allows a Gorgon to see the future and evade capture. "So even if we use your tracking spell, he'll know," Cas says. Why do they assume it's a man when the Gorgons have always been depicted as shes?

So Snake Boy approaches a guy outside a truck stop and asks for help. "I'd find a way to pay you back." He turns the flirting up about ten notches and the trucker shiftily tells him to get inside. They kiss and the trucker is slowly paralyzed. Oh noooo I have a dozen things to say about queer villainy and victimization but I'm live blogging so remind me to come back to it.

Cas's hair is high as hell today. Remember there was this whole plot a while back about how Heaven is running out of power because there are so few angels? Maybe he's powering Heaven with his hair.

Noah, that's apparently the Gorgon's name, has left a note on the body for Dean. "I see you standing alone reading this note," NUH UH he's standing with Cas. He warns Dean to stop chasing him. "Why doesn't he mention me?" Cas asks. Right?? "Maybe you're not his type," Dean says. Cas rolls his eyes upward but the low-hanging fruit is practically on the ground.

After a confab with Sam and Rowena, they work out a plan for Cas and Jack to go after Noah since they seem to be invisible to him. They just need some anti-venom in case the Gorgon tries to poison them. Or just tell them not to kiss the guy? Maybe they don't know kissing is how he

OH MY FUCKING GOD ROWENA TURNS JACK INTO A VERY TINY DOG AND RUSHES HIM TO THE VET WITH SAM AND HE LOOKS LIKE A MUPPET

Jack the dog gets a thermometer up the butt... Then the vet or tech or whoever she is just... leaves him on the exam table unattended. That's not remotely what happens at clinics but whatever. As soon as Jack is alone, he turns back into a person with all his clothes on. I don't know why that seems more unrealistic to me than him turning into a dog, period.

He finds the anti-venom, makes a joke about his poor butt, and then Sam and Rowena have a conversation in the parking lot about how he was brought back to life. Then the vet runs out and confronts them!

Just kidding, they talk as long as they want without ever being discovered.

Noah's got his latest victim tied up somewhere. He says he finds more men to eat because women are more cautious. True dat. He kept the guy alive long enough to blah blah for a while but now he gives him a smooch on the cheek to paralyze him.

Rowena casts a locator spell... Why wouldn't Noah be able to see her and know something is up? Only the angelic ones are invisible to him. Oh my word Castiel kicks open the door VERY forcefully and I'm like

But wait... first he knocked. Why did he knock first? You know what let's just move on. Castiel goes and de-venomizes the latest victim. For some reason nobody's cutting off Noah's head yet so he just goes on talking. Something about a snake and some chicken eggs. Even Castiel is like, "Why are you telling this story??" And Noah, looking at Jack, goes, "Because I can't tell if he's the chicken or the snake."

Fisticuffs attempt to ensue! Lolol it's briefly a slap fight. Noah kisses Cas on the cheek. This is the most unrealistic part of this episode. Why would you kiss some rando trucker on the mouth and not this guy.

Hm there's still 15 minutes left. For some reason, the anti-venom doesn't work on Cas, so Jack has to use some of his powers. Maybe you should have tried giving him more of it first but whatever.

LOL they drive all the way from New Mexico to Kansas with unconscious Dean and rush him into the med bay. It's at least an eight hour drive! Maggie's like, "I'll get some ice!" It's been at least eight hours! Why didn't they just bring him to a regular hospital?? Nothing supernatural happened to him! He got his head wanged!

Jack is pretty upset about the prospect of Dean dying but Cas seems... philosophical about it. Maybe he knows they got renewed for season 15 and isn't too worried.

Oh Dean's awake and everything's fine! Just kidding he's on a rampage knocking everything over. Someone tell Maggie to forget the ice. He's in a rage because he "let his guard down" and now Michael has left. I mean... you were knocked out by a plot contrivance, my dude. Don't be too hard on yourself.

Oh shiiiit Michael's gone and killed everyone in the bunker. Not any of the main characters, obviously, but everyone else. Oh double shiiiiiit he's got Rowena as a vessel now. Wait. Why would she have said yes to him?

Ah...Michael paid her a little visit in her mind and said he'd kill everyone she cares about. She's loath to admit it but she does care for these people. Well, the main characters, at least.

Oh my gosh I love Ruth Connell. This is my fave version of Michael yet. Too bad it won't last!

Jack decides to use his powers to save everyone even if it means dying! Except he doesn't die because it's only March. He forces Michael out of Rowena, then sucks down the evacuated grace like

Everything goes quiet. Everyone's like... wtf? what?? the fuck??? They wait on pins and needles to see what happened to Jack. Jack's like, "I'm me again!" with the glowing flame eyes and the shadow wings. The music makes this seem very ominous. Maybe it means he doesn't have a soul anymore. Either way he seems very powerful again so good luck getting a rectal thermometer into him now.

Wait... why was this episode called Ouroboros when it was an entirely different snake thing? Ohhh maybe it was Jack eating/using his own powers to help himself? Let's say it's that.

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[perfectclassic]

I remember back when I played football in high school. But let’s start from the beginning.

I played pop warner when I was like 7 years old. I was extremely shy and small and didn’t really get much playing time because of that. But I was fast, and that went overlooked too. I played for the Anaheim Lions. I remember a lot of moments...wow... -I wore a red tank top to the first day and was late. -I remember our running back...he was light skinned, half hispanic half white kid. I remember thinking at the time that he reminded me of the kid on our fridge who our family sponsored in Ecuador. -One day in practice, I ran down that star player and the coach was amazed that he got caught. He asked who got him and I raised my hand, and then the coach said something about angles and tackling as if it wasn’t just my raw speed. I was so overlooked, but I was way too shy to speak up about anything. -Before a game when we were all lined up to go out to the field, I don’t remember how it was brought up, but some teammates were talking about who was faster, and I think I spoke up and said I was faster than someone, that someone being “Lupe”, and everyone said he was faster, but I knew the truth. So we actually raced to a tree and back and I won.

Then I played flag football in 6th grade at Calvary Chapel Downey. We had coach Gallegos. He’d always say, “Alright, guys, now check it out...” haha, my best friend at the time and still to today, Josh, does the best impression of coach doing that exact quote. Wow next memory rush incoming... -I remember Dominic...wow...now I’m just thinking about all of 6th grade... but let me try and stay on track here... -I remember one of the first days, everyone was really hyped that I was out there and gonna play. I was a new student in 5th grade, and my athleticism, sport IQ, and top tier speed was evident at recess and lunch year round. So anyways, we did this drill where you had to juke a guy 1v1 and get thru the flags. And when it was my turn everyone was watching with anticipation, and I could feel it. And the coach was like all interested because word had gotten around from some of the other students I guess, so yeah haha. Then my flag got pulled everytime in the drill lol. Like I couldn’t utilize my speed cuz the boundries were so narrow and this was my first time wearing flags (you have to juke a certain way to be effective). -I remember Elijah Denton was our punter. -I was named 3rd string running back at beginning of the season, but I got the ball the most. But we had a lot of good players and we went undefeated... -until we lost in the championship in a fluky game with possible ref bias to a team we had beaten before. -I had a long touchdown run along the sideline and the ref called it back saying I stepped on out of bounds and I remember I was upset about that. -I got MVP at the awards ceremony.

Then I played flag football in jr. high. Wow memory flood... So it was 7th and 8th grade together on a team. This is still at Downey... My goodness I’m having so many memories of jr. high now. I’ll have to write about some of these memories another time. But for football when I was in 7th grade, I remember... -once, my girlfriend, Kristine, came to one of my games. We kinda became a thing in 6th grade. OH MY GOSH, I’m remembering so much now. I’ll have to write about this later too. ANYWAYS, her mom took a picture of us together at that game and I still have that picture. She was so much taller than me haha! But I think it’s normal for girls to start getting taller before guys, right? Especially around that age. -I remember our head coach, Coach Jones. Did not like him. Not a nice person at all. My talent went overlooked. I was still very shy. -I remember intercepting a ball that was thrown to his son in practice; Tyler was his name, and he started pouting like it was pass interference (lol no way), and his dad starting telling me, “you can’t go through the receiver...” blah blah blah. -I remember Eric Toscano, and how I would carpool with him and vice versa since they lived kinda close to us. -The coaches really got hyped on Eric one practice in the middle of the season cuz he was doing well and then they made him a starter. -I was pretty much overlooked. Underutilized talent per usual, partly because I’m so quiet and stuff. -Mr. Mendez was a coach too. His son was also on the team, 8th grader. Mr. Mendez was nice. -During the season I was getting really bad pains in my ankles and knees and my doctors diagnosed it as growing pains. I remember taking tylenol grape chewable tablets before practice. -I just sat in my chair for a few minutes thinking about this memory, wondering also if I should even share it, but I think I will. I even cried at one practice because we were all getting yelled at and doing sprints and my ankle was in so much pain, but I was too shy to say anything and plus Coach Jones is not a nice, approachable, understanding person. So it got to a point where I just went down on one knee and grabbed my ankle and I started crying a bit.  -There was a time where Ian was like my new friend. He was an 8th grader, super funny, and for whatever reason, he decided he wanted to be friends with me. I was thrilled with this new friendship to be honest. I remember after the end of one of our games he was like, “Where’s Maxx?!” so we could celebrate the win together. And then later when I was home, my dad asked me who that guy was that was looking for me after the game. -But that friendship with Ian was short lived. It seemed to me to be a thing that he did often. He would move from person to person like every 2 weeks. I don’t know if that was intentional or what, but I did observe that. -I remember a play I made on a kickoff where the other team did this lateral across the field on their return and I saw it coming all-day; not because it was obvious, I just have high football IQ (just being honest lol). And I pulled the guy’s flag soon as he caught the ball. And I went back to the sideline and Coach Jones gave me a high five and said “Way to stay home baby!”. And he was right, I stayed home just like I should have. But in my mind, I was thinking I should have been more aggressive and tried to intercept the lateral, because I saw it coming. Had I been more comfortable in the coaching staff knowing who I was and in my actual ability, I probably would’ve had the confidence to pull the trigger and not be afraid at taking shots at big plays. -Once at the end of the game, I was put in the game because we were gonna win and we were just running the ball to kill the clock. I was hoping to at least get the ball, get some handoffs. But I didn’t. All went to Aaron. I was upset. Then when I went to the sideline my bestie Josh told me that one of the coaches suggested to give me the ball for a play and Coach Jones said “No, he’ll screw it up.” -I think our banquet was at a Shakey’s. Ok, now 8th grade football was an absolute delight. It was probably the most fun year of football in my life. I just remembered, where our games and practice field were. We’d have to cross the street together at the crosswalk every day after school. I have a lot of memories on that field. So yeah, 8th grade football was filled with so much laughter with my best friends. -I remember having a race to see who was the fastest and I was so happy to hear it. So everyone raced and I won. But there was one kid who was actually not too far behind, and that was Joshua Guerra, a 7th grader. I remember him showing everyone his six pack in the locker room lol. But I went and talked to him after practice in the locker room and telling him he’s fast and stuff and he was pretty nice and polite, but he said he was surprised, and I could tell it bothered him (confirmed true). But I get it, I had been an elite fast kid my whole life. To lose a race would be test the ego was not used to. -We had Coach Hearron (I just looked up his name to see if I was spelling it correctly (I was), and I came across this: “his favorite shout out from the WORD is ‘MARANATHA!’”. So true! haha) as our head coach. -And Coach Christie. Josh and I would always mock his odd throwing motion with the full extended follow through haha. -Mr. Christie taught us about Thomas Hooker. -I got the ball a lot this year. So did Josh. Micah was our QB. We dominated everyone. -On one of the rival teams, there was a kid that looked like a chicken. Like he literally could have chicken dna like infused with human dna. Idk if that makes sense, but that’s what he looked like. -We won the championship. I remember Mr. Mendez, who had been a coach last year, said to me and another teammate in our class (he was a math teacher) after we had won the championship, “Wasn’t it easier though this year with the competition?”. And yes, it was, he wasn’t wrong. The team that we had lost to the year before was a really good team, but their school now had changed their jr. high football program to tackle, so they weren’t around anymore. I feel like I’ve written enough for this post. I’ll have to talk about high school football in it’s own post another time. Thanks for reading.

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 194

Cammie

Rollie falls back on the couch. "You letting April get the boys?"

"No." I snap.

"Shit. You passionate about that shit."

I cross my arms. "I just don't want to start it. What did you come over here for? That?"

"Me and Kirby just came."

"I don't see no damn Kirby."

"He on the phone."

Trey walks into the living room. He sits my phone down. "What's up?"

Rollie sits up reaching his arm out. "Shit. Just came through."

"Why you had my fucking phone that long?" I say unlocking it.

"April gonna take the boys."

I sit up. "Tremaine! Why the fuck would you do that?"

He narrows his eyes at me. "You know damn well as I do she gonna come here and sweet talk your ass into letting them go. Why fight it? She not coming until tomorrow."

"You already told her yes?"

"I didn't. I'm about to."

I wanted to fucking kick him. "What did you have my phone for?"

"You gonna get the boys ready?"

"No." I snap.

"Jayla, at least pump some extra milk."

I sit back in the chair. "Oh you need me for that but you don't need my fucking permission to fucking send my boys away?"

Trey starts walking out the room. "Sure as hell don't need your permission to do shit with our kids. Our."

"Leave me the fuck alone." I spat. "Bitch ass."

"Yeah." he says walking on out of the room.

I kick the chair. I thought I would at least have his fucking support in the decision to send my children off. I don't fucking want to do it. I look at the number calling me then I sit up really fast to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Cammie. This is Kent. Are you doing well?"

I shrug. "Yeah. How are you?"

"I am doing okay. Listen I know you just had your baby but I'm against the wall here. One of my dancers can't perform. What I'm asking is will you be out of recovery in time enough to be my main dancer?"

"I'm not understanding you. I'm not in recovery. My son is months old. So what exactly are you saying?"

"I need to know if you are willing to be my main dancer on Dancing with the Stars."

I jump up. "Of course! That's what you want?"

"Yeah. Now do you have a choreographer already in mind to replace you? I could..."

"Yes, I have one! O my gosh."

He exhales. "Sounds amazing."

"You telling me. I... Thank you, Kent."

"No problem. I'll be contacting you shortly with the dates. Things will change only a bit. You know photos and things. Interviews and commercials."

"Yes. Okay."

"Take care."

I fall back on the couch then I call MiMi. "Bae, the fucking game done changed."

"Like fucking fucking?"

"You bullshitting me."

She sucks her teeth. "I thought you had some make the sex great again advise."

I roll my eyes. "So guess who gonna be a main dancer on Dancing with the Stars and guess who gonna be here choreographer."

"You? No for real, Cammie." She retorts.

"Yes, me! And you!"

MiMi sighs. "I'll see you when I come kiss your toes. Clean them up for me."

I laugh. "Bae, for real though."

"Dee! Cammie gonna be a main dancer now! Yeah."

"Umm... You know this means we both have to be in California?"

"California?" She says like she never heard of it.

I jump in. "California. For like months bae."

"Who gives a fuck?"

"So now is a great time to start seeing less of your baby little by little." Rollie says.

I fall back down. "This nigga fucked up my mood. How about Trey going to decide it's his fucking fatherly right to send my children wherever he wants."

"And what can you say that ain't gonna cut him deep?"

"Exactly. I'm over the shit. He doing it cause he mad that I was talking shit about those damn rumors."

"I mean though. Those are some pretty harsh things to over look. Bitch, describing details and that video looks a bit convincing. Bestie, you letting his ass be mad about that?"

I roll my eyes. "I'm trying not to fight with him. You know he has to leave tomorrow and he always gets bitchy."

She laughs. "So true... Anyway! You got good news!"

"Right!"

"Bae, I'm about to be on TV."

I chuckle. Trey walks into the room. I stand up. "I'm going with you to Texas."

"No. You not fucking going with me."

"Who the fuck are you to just tell me? I don't know what your fucking problem is."

He turns around walking away. "Right now you. I'm not doing this shit with you."

"Who the hell you gonna do it with then? Fuck bitch."

"Shut the fuck up, Cammie."

I kick the table then sit down. "What the hell?"

"Was that Trey?" MiMi asks.

"Yeah."

"Yo, how the fuck you let him talk to her like that?" Kirby snaps by the door.

Rollie looks away from TV slowly. "He didn't touch her."

Kirby was livid. "The fuvk nigga? I know you playing the cool brother and shit with your brother in law but you too fucking chill."

"Bitch, you go fuck with it." Rollie says looking at TV. "I stay to myself."

"Oh really though." I snap.

He chuckles. "Leave me alone. Go fix your marriage."

"Fuck him." I say. "MiMi call me back."

"I'm coming over."

"K."

 Trey

I walk into my bedroom from the bathroom. Lane is stretched out on the floor playing with his tablet. Any other time this would be fine. Him sitting down being quiet is rare. But this instance he is supposed to be doing what I told him.

"Lane!"

He jumps. "Daddy?"

"Go get your mama."

"Go get Mommy?"

"Yes. Tell your mother to come here."

He stares at me. Knowing Lane he is trying to decide whether or not he is going to listen to me. He says something unrecognizable than he says mommy and start running out of the room. Damn I hope both boys aren't bad.

"Mommy said no." he pouts.

"Why?"

He stares at me for a minute. "Mommy not listening. Mommy said no."

"Go get her Lane."

"Mommy mad."

As I'm watching him he shrugs his shoulders. So is he telling me he doesn't know why she mad? Why the hell am I relying on a 2 year old to get shit done. I reach for him before I start talking. He was expecting it and he turns around quickly but falls. I pick him up off of the floor and sit him down on the sink. He going to see his grandma so he needs a fresh haircut. He hits my hand. I put his arms down by his side. He kicks me as I start brushing his hair. Little rat. I put the clippers down then get in his face. He is not intimidated a bit. He takes the brush then he starts brushing my hair. I stop him when he reaches for the clippers.

"Fuck no boy." I say popping his hand.

"Ouch." he says then springs forward.

I try my damnest to catch the fool before he hits the ground. I look down expecting to help him off the floor. This boy runs out of the bathroom full speed. I sigh. The fucking truth is that I'm ashamed to fucking go in the other room after I showed my ass for no reason. I rather be a bitch alone then in front of everybody. But Cammie not coming and Lane not gonna push the issue. I don't blame a 2 year old. He smart.

"That bullshit, Trey!" Lane shouts.

"Daylan!" I snap walking into the bedroom.

He was gone. I sigh then walk out into the hallway. I wish I could call Ma and tell her to tell Cammie to come here. But Cammie mad at everybody. I realized after I put my foot in my mouth that she is going to be alone tomorrow. Take her kids and leave town. That's mighty fucked up of me.

"Jayla." I say low trying to only get her attention.

"What you say fuck boy?" Kirby retorts loudly.

I turn to face only Cammie. "Jayla."

"Bae. I'm so fucking excited. You think they for real?" MiMi asks walking in the room.

"Yeah." Cammie says dryly.

"Fucking buzz kill." MiMi says taking Minnie. "That bit couldn't change you, stank? Sitting there smelling you like it's cute."

Cammie crackles a smile. "I swear she wasn't stank in my lap."

"How you know with Trey all in your damn nostril?"

"There go Mommy." Lane says running up to Cammie.

Cammie snatches her phone from him. "How do you even know the password? Oh... Hey, Ma."

"You sound so dead to be having good news." April says.

"Well you coming to take my babies and..." She cuts her eyes at me then she rolls them.

"Tremaine, why are you being weird? Just call me back. Damn, annoying asses always flip flopping." the phone goes black.

I kneel down in front of Cammie. "Just come talk to me."

"Tremaine if you got something to say then say it. I don't feel like going back and forth with you. You said your peace earlier."

"What the fuck you mean?" I snap on accident.

"Nigga really?" she spats back tilting her head at me.

We all kinds of fucked up. I forgot who mad at who and who should apologize. I stand up.

"Say whatever the hell you got to say. I can take whatever."

"This not even about what I got to say. Why you so willing to hear my bullshit suddenly?"

I shrug. "If it fucking rocks your boat."

"What?" she says standing up. I try to wrap my arm around her waist. "Don't even."

"The fuck?" I say pissed at the level she went to to avoid my touch. Its not that fucking necessary.

"You know what Tremaine." she says putting her hand on her hip. "I sit around here listening to bullshit having to have the fucking skills of fucking Sherlock Holmes to figure shit out. You would think my fucking husband would take the damn time to tell me what's what. Fuck no! I'm tired of feeling like the fucking secret agent that has to sneak around and try not to hurt your fucking feelings. Gotdamn it." she says throwing her hands up. "I'm not some fucking stalker ass bitch who you don't want to know your every move. I'm your fucking wife and I sure as hell am not playing no other role no more. So the next time you think I might have heard a rumor you better come fucking talk to me your gotdamn fucking self. So then I can tell other people... Oh yeah he told about that already. And fuck you for thinking I want to follow your ass because of some damn video I saw a year ago! Yes bitch I already know you fucked her and when."

I sigh and walk away. Well damn.

"What?" MiMi says standing at the hall bouncing the baby. "What was all of that?"

"Looks like Cammie came through right quick." Rollie says chuckling.

MiMi sucks her teeth. "Repeat what happened."

"She said too much." Rollie snaps. "Blah Blah blah... Pick your face up."

"Rollie you not shit." MiMi says.

"Shut up." Cammie snaps.

I start to walk into the bedroom. Lane was standing in the hall holding his dick in his hand. I stop and stare at him trying to figure out what going on. I shrug.

"What are you doing?"

"A bug!" he points.

I go to him and grab his arm. "Boy, go fucking pee in the other bathroom."

He runs down the hall. "Awh!"

"Lane!" I say. Fuck it.

"What?" Cammie retorts.

I look back at her. "I don't fucking want you anymore."

She raises her eyebrows. "So we single?"

"What the fuck?" I snap sitting on the bed. "What the fuck is your problem? You want that?"

"You the one walking around with fucking secrets and attitudes. What you want me to think?"

"I don't fucking know."

She shrugs then starts to walk out. "Very fucking well."

I don't know what that means but my heart feels weak as shit like it means it's the end. I stand up from the bed.

"Jayla, if you felt like that..."

"Tremaine!" she snaps spinning around. "I didn't think nothing until you blew up on me about your fucking outside shit and me fucking wanting to go somewhere with you. You fucking act like I've been following you around and you tried of the shit. You even sent my sons away like I fucking did something to you."

I'm just picking at an open wound and don't know how to stop it. In no way do I want my Jayla feeling like she the bitches from my pass. I don't fucking know. I sit back down now that she has stopped. Lane runs into the room now completely naked dragging his pajamas. The environment can't even continue to be tense with this little man around.

"A bug."

"The pajamas?" I reply.

He had some damn bugs on his fucking pajamas. So when I asked what he was doing his answer should have been putting on my pajamas. Not yelling about a bug and running down the hall. I look at Cammie. She was watching him. I walk over to her. Can we try this again?

"I'm not trying to..."

"I don't care about your efforts."

I start to snap at her but I kiss her cheek. "I would love for you to come with me tomorrow. We haven't done anything together in a while. We haven't been alone... I don't remember how long."

"Keep talking cause that's only the surface."

"Bullshit." Lane says throwing the pants.

"Lane, stop saying bullshit. Go get some draws then I'll help you." Cammie barks.

Lane shakes his head. "I don't know."

I step between Cammie and Lane. He was putting his shirt on ignoring Cammie. If the boy wants to put on clothes without draws that's his problem. Cammie was back to her attitude. I get closer to her. She pushes me stepping away from me at the same time.

"Sex not solving this."

"Sex? Ba... What? Who trying to fuck you?"

She steps back more. "You can talk away from me."

"Damn..."

"Damnit." Lane giggles.

Cammie glances at him. "Let me get the belt."

I glance back at him. He had a smile on his face. "For Daddy. Daddy bad."

"Can we make up now because I'm over this. Either I go with you or I'm going out of town by myself." Cammie says about to walk out.

"Where you going if we making up?"

She doesn't let me touch her. "No, I'm serious. No makeup x."

Lane screams. We both look his way. He had successfully put both legs in the pants. He pulls them up twisted to the side. He was satisfied even with that. I'm surprised they are on the right way. I look back at Cammie. She was gone. I step into the hallway.

"What's your news?" I yell.

"I mean I'm kinda rich." Rollie shrugs. "Not your rich. I will have my name in a movie?"

I shrug. "Rollie man, I don't give a damn."

He throws his arms up. "You needed my news, brother."

"Lane." I say walking back in the room. "Let me cut your hair."

"No thank you." He waves.

"You not going to your grandma house tomorrow if you don't let me cut your hair."

"Nanma? Nanma Rose?"

I walk into the bathroom. "You not going to Grandma Rose's house tomorrow if I don't cut your hair."

"I want my hair."

"All of it?" I gesture to him. "Let me fix it then."

He walks so slow to me. "Damnit."

"Grandma Rose cut your butt for saying bad words."

"In church!" Lane says popping his butt then fake crying.

I laugh. "Grandma spank your butt in church?"

"Hug grandma." he says laughing.

"What are you talking about?"

He grabs the brush and brush his hair. "I go to grandma?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." he says happily.

[svucarisiaddict]

UC Alt. Ending #1-Loyalty

“I have to go out of town,” Luis informed you when you came in from your morning run. He was putting folders into his briefcase and there was an open suitcase on the bed.

“Oh. Okay. I thought, I mean you said we were going to-”

“You didn’t let me finish. I want you to go with me,” he clarified as he rose from the stool. “Vegas baby.”

“Really? I’ve never been!” You jumped into his arms.

He caught you easily and chuckled. “Go pack a bag. Jet is being fueled, ready to go in an hour.”

After landing, you and Luis along with Fernando, Sonny and one of the other new security guys, Brian, headed to the hotel.

The suite was amazing with an incredible view of the strip. “This is incredible Luis,” you said still looking out the floor to ceiling windows. He had taken you on a lot of trips, but this one was going to be the most exciting in your book.

He slid his arms around your waist. “Just wait til dark and all the lights on the strip are lit.” He kissed your head. “I have to go out for a couple hours.”

You sighed. “Right. Work. I almost forgot,” you responded.

“I’ll be gone two, three hours tops. Go to the spa, get a massage, play the slots. Have fun,” he encouraged you.

“Teach me to play craps later?”

“Whatever you want mi amor.” Luis checked his buzzing phone. “Gotta go. Remember, have some fun.” You followed him out to the main living where Sonny and Fernando were waiting. “Sonny stay with Y/N. Fernando and Brian will be with me.”

Your eyes darted to Sonny when he spoke. “Yes, sir. I’ll have Brian bring the car around.”

Luis kissed you. “I love you. Remember what I said.”

“I love you too Luis.”

“After you,” Sonny said when the elevator door opened. “So been to Vegas before?”

“No. Have you?” you asked. You fidgeted with your earring. Sonny was standing close.

“Yeah. Once for a buddy’s bachelor party.” He looked over at you. “You still do that thing where you play with your earring when you’re nervous.”

“Huh?” You dropped your hand to your side. “You’re very observant.”

“I’m a detective. It’s my job.”

You smiled. “Probably not a good thing to say out loud.”

When the two of you exited the elevator you were both laughing. You put a hand on Sonny’s arm and you felt him tense under your touch. “Sorry.”

“No apologies. Just been a long time since you’ve touched me.” He looked down at his shoes.

Before you went UC, you always made an excuse to touch him somehow. Now both of you pulled away from the others touch. “Yeah, well…” You cleared your throat. “Let’s go play some slots.”

Sonny nodded and ghosted a hand to the small of your back. “Lead the way.”

“One more play, then I’m walking away. How do people get addicted to this? I hate losing,” you complained as you hit the button one more time.

“It’s a thrill. Some people play slots, some skydive and other people sleep with the enemy,” he said in a teasing tone.

Your hand slapped the spin button again as you looked at Sonny. “Then you have the ones that are sassy to the fiance of a drug kingpin.” You tried to keep a straight face but it was useless. Both of your started laughing. The Jackpot sign lit up on your machine and made a cha-ching sound.

“Doll, you won!” Sonny exclaimed.

“Oh my gosh!” You turned and Sonny gave you a high five.

“Having fun?” Luis’ voice got your attention.

“Babe! I won the jackpot!” You threw your arms around his neck. “This is so cool!”

“Congratulations mi amorcito.”  Luis gave Sonny a pointed look when you turned back to the machine. “Sonny. You’re free to go back to your room. Your services won’t be needed any more this evening.”

He nodded. “Good evening Mr. Saez. Ms. Y/L/N.” There was an emphasis on the Ms.

“Let’s go cash you out then head to the craps table, then we’ll get some dinner.” Luis intertwined his fingers with yours.

The last day in Vegas was uneventful. While Luis finished up business you went to the pool, then got a massage. As you were finishing your makeup your phone dinged. ‘Running late. Meet you at the restaurant. I have a surprise for you. Love you’  You responded,  ‘Can’t wait. See you there. Love you too.’

“Not too bad,” you complimented yourself as you turned in the mirror. The dress you were wearing was black, hugged your curves, and was the right mix of sexy and feminine. After you slid on your black heels you went to the front room to wait until it was time to go.

“Are ya ready?” he asked. His voice startled you, making you jump.

“Jesus, Sonny. Don’t sneak up on me like that,” you chided him. “I’m almost ready, just having trouble with the clasp on this necklace. I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Here. Let me,” Sonny offered gesturing to your necklace.

“Thanks,” you replied. A chill went down your spine as Sonny brushed your hair off your neck. His fingers barely touching your skin. He was close, too close. His breath was hot on your neck.

“Got it.” A hand ghosted down your arm. “Still have such soft skin.”

“Y/N?” Luis’ voice boomed through the suite.

“In here,” you called back. Sonny immediately stepped away, but your skin was on fire where he touched you.

“Sonny. What are you doing here?” Luis asked.

“He was getting ready to take me to meet you, babe,” you answered the question, even though it wasn’t directed at you, your eyes darting to his.

Luis crossed the room and gave you a kiss. He held you at arm's length. “You look amazing as always carino. Now ready for your surprise?”

The day you landed back in New York was gloomy, misting rain and cold. The leaves had fallen from the trees, leaving a grey, barren landscape. The hot cup of tea in your hand did nothing to warm you. “Blah,” you said as you looked out the large window. When you turned you gasped as you almost ran right into Sonny’s chest. “ Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. What did I say about sneaking up on me, Sonny?”

“Sorry.”

“What do you need?” you asked perturbed as you flicked hot tea off your hand.

He stared at you for a moment. “Just wanted to let you know, it’s going down tomorrow night. I’ll make sure Carmen is safe.”

“I’ll make an excuse to get her out of the house,” you said softly.

“You okay?” Sonny gently ran a hand up and down your arm. “I know this job turned into more than…”

“Ms. Y/L/N. Mr. Saez wanted you to know-” Neither of you heard Cesar come into the room. He looked between the two of you.

Sonny dropped his hand to his side. You recovered quickly. “Thank you. Tripped over my own feet.” Turning your attention to Cesar you asked,  “What does Luis want me to know?”

“Uh-just that he- uh he is had to go out for a couple hours.”

“Thank you, Cesar,” you acknowledged. You turned to Sonny. “Thanks for your help.”

Both men nodded and turned to leave the room. Sonny glanced a look back at you.

“Hey what are you doing?” you asked as you entered Luis’ office. “You didn’t come down for dinner and you’ve been cooped up in your office all day.”

“Not much of an appetite.” He looked at you with heavy eyes while an empty glass tumbler dangled in his hand. “Cesar said he saw you and Sonny yesterday, seemed like he was interrupting things.”

“What are you talking about? Are you drunk, Luis?” In the time you had been with Luis, you never saw him drunk. He had the occasional cocktail, a glass of wine or a couple fingers of bourbon. You sat on the desk in front of him and took the glass.

“I know all about you. You are good,” he laughed mirthlessly. “Tell me. How long have you known Sonny?” He grabbed your hand. “Don’t lie to me, amor.”

You swallowed hard. “What are you talking about?”

He stood framing your body with his arms, his lips close to your ear. “You’re sleeping with him aren’t you? The way he looks at you like he knows what you look like naked. You two have been way too familiar with one another, too comfortable.” His voice was calm and that made you nervous.

“I would never cheat on you. I love you, Luis.”

He straightened. “Fernando.”  Fernando entered the office, pushing Sonny ahead of him. He had been roughed up. Your breath caught. “Sonny. Maybe you can clear things up.”

Sonny’s eyes darted from you to Luis. What the hell was he going to say? How the hell were you going to get Sonny out of this situation?

“It’s all me. She, she rebuffed every advance. Warned me to stop. I didn’t listen,” Sonny’s blue eyes settled on you. “I’m sorry.”

The room was eerily quiet for a few moments. Luis strode over to you and grabbed your face. “Why didn’t you tell me? Answer me,” Luis yelled.

“Let go of her,” Sonny commanded. “Now.”

Luis turned to Sonny. “Who the hell do you think you are?” Luis strode over to him and punched him in the gut. Sonny fell to his knees, holding to his abdomen when Luis delivered a swift kick to his ribs. He pulled his gun and aimed it at Sonny’s head.

“No! Please don’t!” you pleaded. Luis didn’t even turn to look at you. He cocked the gun that was still pointed at Sonny. Fernando grabbed Sonny by the hair.

“Give me one good reason not to blow his fucking head off,” he bellowed. “You disrespect me, my home, my fiancée-”

“I’m UC,” you blurted out. “Sonny, he got suspicious. Confronted me on it. Said he was coming to you.”

Luis turned slowly, the gun now pointing at you. “What did you say?” He grabbed your throat and put you against the wall. Both Sonny and Fernando were behind him, both telling him to put you down. “I fucking trusted you. I told you things I’ve never told anyone.” Luis’ expression went from anger to hurt in a split second and he sat you down. “I love you.”

Air filled your burning lungs as you coughed and gasped for air. If he hadn’t let you go when he did you would have passed out.

In that moment all hell broke loose. Sonny elbowed Fernando in the stomach, knocking him off balance. There was shouting, glass breaking and wood splintering and gunshots from downstairs. The bust was going down just like Sonny told you. Sonny and Fernando were caught up in a struggle for the gun when it went off, the sound deafening. The shot missed both men going into the ceiling. Fernando regained control over the gun.

The next series of events happened so quickly. Luis trained his gun on Sonny once more. With all three men distracted you were able to pull the gun from your waistband. Your first shot was to Fernando and he went down like a ton of bricks.

“Drop the gun, Luis,” you ordered. When he didn’t move or say anything you repeated your order. Luis kept the gun pointed at Sonny.

“Why should I? Whether I shoot him or not, I’m done. I’ve lost my money, my freedom...you,” he cursed.

“Luis. Your mom would be devastated if she lost you. You don’t want to do that to her,” you said evenly. Trying to keep the emotion out of your voice was difficult. “Please. Give me the gun.” You could hear footsteps. “Luis. NYPD and agents are going to be-”

A pain tore through your side. It felt like someone had stabbed you with a hot poker. Your hand was wet with your blood when you pulled it from your side. Cesar had shot you. Another gunshot and Cesar was down too. You crumpled to the ground. Gunshots and yelling erupted in the room. It was getting harder to keep your eyes open.

A voice you recognized was calling your name. “Liv?” you whispered.

“We need medics in here!” she said into her mic. “Hey. No. Lay still,” she ordered softly and held your hand. “It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”

The harsh fluorescent light made you squint your eyes. Shit. Everything hurt. Even your hair. “Ow. Geez.” You put a hand to your side.

“She’s waking up,” Amanda said to someone. “Hey.” She smiled when you fully opened your eyes. “How ya feelin’?”

“Like I got shot,” you grumbled.

She laughed. “There’s the humor I missed. Welcome back.” She squeezed your hand.

“Wait. Sonny. Is he okay?” Tears were stinging your eyes.

“I’m fine.” Sonny stepped into your line of vision.

“I’m going to step out.” Amanda kissed your temple.

Sonny gestured to the edge of the bed. “Do you mind?”

You were only able to nod your head as you wiped tears from your eyes. “I’m sorry, Sonny. I’m sorry for all the things I said. I’m sorry for any doubt I put in your head, I’m sorry for-for…”

Sonny repositioned himself so he could hold you. “Shhh..hey. It’s okay.”  You buried your face in his chest and let the tears you had been holding back for so long roll down your cheeks and onto Sonny’s soft T-shirt. The feel of his arms around you and his scent brought you some comfort but it also made you sad. He soothed and kissed your hair.

Once your tears subsided you sat up. “So, uh Luis. Is he, is he alive?”

“Yeah. Took a bullet to the shoulder,” he murmured.

You took a deep breath. “What the hell happened?”

“Are you sure you want to do this now?” he asked you softly. You nodded. “Okay. After Cesar shot you, Luis turned his gun and shot him. When everyone came into the room he wouldn’t lower his gun. Liv tagged his shoulder, he shot grazing her shoulder. She’s fine.”

“Sonny?” you sniffed.

“Yeah doll?”

“There was a point when I didn’t know if I wanted out. If you hadn’t come, I’m not sure...thank you for getting me out.”

Sonny sighed. “You’re my partner, my best friend. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

“Sonny? How do you just stop loving someone.”

He gave a short mirthless laugh. “When I figure it out, you’ll be the first to know.”

[dw-writes]

Dean is such a babe, I actually had a crush on him when I was younger :') imagine being in a relationship with him when he was a teenager and he moved every few weeks to hunt monsters and you had to see him leave while he promised you that he'll come back for you one day and??? The years have passed but you haven't forgotten and one day he reappears when weird things have been happening in town and???? Can you imagine the feels?? I'm super weak for this headcanon lmao

I started to really roll with this one!! This was, honestly, a lot of fun to write!! But, if you ask my DND group, I started to stress in our group chat because I got stuck. So. I hope it turns out okay, nonnie!! It turned out a LOT longer than I thought it would, too!! I really like it, honestly, and if you want a continuation or any other Dean request, let me know!! ^-^

“Welcome to the Layline, sir,would you like a booth, table, or a seat at the bar?” The words were automaticnow, a knee jerk reaction to the sound of the bell that dinged over the door.This man smiled at you, tight and thin, and nodded his head as you grabbed amenu.

“Booth, please,” he said. Heinclined his head again as he asked, “In the corner?”

You smiled and your cheekshurt. “Of course.”

“Oh, uh, and another menu. Mybrother’s coming.”

You rolled your lips togetherand snatched another one up. “Just follow me, okay?” You turned without makingsure he was following and briskly headed down the aisle, stopping at the cornerbooth just like he asked. He slid his bag into the booth first, then himself,facing the door. You set both menus down in front of him as you gave him yourname. “I’ll be by in just a bit to get your drinks, okay?”

“Actually, could I get awater?” he asked. You nodded, clicking your pen and pulling out a smallnotebook. “And a beer, whatever you have a tap, for my brother.”

“No offense, hun, but I’mgonna have to wait until your brother gets here to get that beer,” you said.You poked over your shoulder with your pen. “Bar policy: I need to card toeveryone.”

His smile stretched andactually looked genuine. “I get it,” he said. He pulled a laptop from the bagnext to him. “I’ll let him known when he gets here.” You tapped your pen on thenotebook, staring at his profile as he booted up the laptop. His eyes flickedto you nervously. “Something wrong?” he finally asked.

“Oh, gosh, I’m sorry,” yougasped, “You just…look reallyfamiliar.”

He had the grace to laugh. “Iget that a lot,” he said. He leaned back and tapped his palm against the table.“But, uh…we used to live here. My brother, my dad, me. It’s been a while, but…”

“Well ain’t that sweet!” youexclaimed. You leaned over his table just enough to peek through the blindsnext to him, pointing at a tall building a few blocks away and across thestreet. “I used to go there – it’s called P.S. 386 now, since they can’t decideon a name for it anymore – it’s the whole reason we have such a strict cardingpolicy.” You smiled as sweetly as you could. “Used to be Heart of the UnionHigh School.” You rolled your eyes. “Stupid name, I know, but this is an oldlittle town and the people used to call this place the Heart of the Union.”

“No kiddin, huh?” he politelyresponded. “We uh, we actually used to go there.” His smile became bashful.“About…ten? Years ago? Twelve, maybe?”

“No joke?” Your voice caughton your Midwestern twang. “What was your name, again?” you asked.

His mouth split in that sweetand bashful smile, his hand fluttering up to push through his hair. Before hecould answer, the bell above the door dinged as it opened. “Sammy!” came adeeper voice, “There you are.”

“Sammy!” The voice was higher, softer, closerto your ear as you tried not to snort and give yourself away. “What do youwant, I’m busy!” His voice was just loud enough to be heard through the door hespoke through.

“You’re in a broom closet,” came the responsefrom the other side.

“He has a point,” you whispered. Dean’s faceturned to yours, close enough for his nose to smack yours, for you to see theway his green eyes squinted as he grinned.

“Oh he does, huh?” he teased. Your fingerscurled around the collar of his jacket and you smiled. Your reply was nevercame as he pressed his mouth to yours.

You knocked your knucklesagainst the table and gave Sam a million watt smile. “Tell you what, Sam Sam, y’allorder whatever you like. It’s on the house.”

The kindness in his face fellas he stared at you, sitting up quickly, repeating your name as the familiarityof it all finally hit him. You bowed your head and turned away. You could feelSam’s eyes on your back as you absconded to the kitchen. Dean’s, too. Anotherwaitress frowned as you fumbled your apron off and set it on the counter.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

“Um…” You leaned back againstthe counter, staring at her. “Could you take that table? And just…text me whenthey leave? I’ll cover their bill, don’t worry about that.”

“Why, what’s the big deal?”she asked, frowning. She moved to peer around the kitchen door.

You grabbed her shoulder.“Please? The….the older one’s my ex…”

“Your ex?” Her voice was flatas her eyes searched your face. Suddenly, she straightened, eyes wide. “Thatex?” she asked. When you nodded, she whirled around to the door. “I should gopunch his lights out!”

“It’s been a long time, Idoubt he remembers me,” you protested.

“He left? For years, okay?After he said “don’t worry, I’ll be back in a few weeks” blah blah blah.” Shecrossed her arms as she turned back to you. She knew the story. She’d heard itmore than a few times during your drunken rants, held you as you lamented abouthow you had really felt about him. She told you it wasn’t fair, that youdeserved better. You agreed, said you’d move on.

But you just…couldn’t.

Now, here he was. DeanWinchester.

Your friend grabbed yourshoulders, setting them straight, running her hand over your spine to make sureyou were standing properly. She tied the apron around your waist and licked herthumb to rub away a pen mark on your cheek. “Look, you’re gonna go out there,show him that you don’t give a shit that he’s here, and make him regret evergetting in that car.” She tilted her head. “I’ll spit in his food.”

“No!” you protested.

“Then you have to work thetable,” she replied with a shrug.

You groaned and slowly madeyour way out, glancing back at her. She just grinned. When your eyes landed onthe table, Dean was watching you. He was starting to smile.

“Only one person has evercalled Sammy ‘Sam Sam’,” he pointed out.

“Hi, Dean,” you mumbled. Youtapped your pen against the table, making it click with each push. “Um,” youpaused, watched as he twisted the ring on his right hand, “What can I get youguys?”

They ordered.

You wrote.

You passed it along to thekitchen and only saw them when you brought their food out to the table.Otherwise, you stayed in the kitchen, staring at the floor, wondering when yourstomach was going to stop twisting into knots.

Your friend stormed past you,carrying a tray at her side. You turned and watch over your shoulder as sheapproached their table. “So, why’d you come back, hm?” she asked. Sam lookedpast her, locking eyes with you, asking please please come get her, please? Dean sat back in his seat, staring upat her, swallowing whatever he had been eating. “What’s the point, huh?”

“We’re here to work, miss,” Deanstated. He reached into his jacket, pulling out a black billfold that he openedto your coworker. Inside was a badge. An FBI badge. You straightened, grippingthe door frame with both hands. Your friend handed the badge back to him. “Notto cause trouble. We’re looking into those deaths that have been happening atthe high school.”

“Oh,” was all she managed tosay. She adjusted her grip on her tray, moving her hands from a position to strikehim with the plastic disc, to holding the top of it as she balanced it againsther foot. “We don’t really know much. Most of the kids from the school come infor dinner or lunch, so…its hard to keep faces straight.”

“That’s no problem, we kindathought that’d be the case,” he replied.

Your friend tapped her foot. “Well…Imean, you know the food is paid for. So. I wouldn’t linger for too long.” Shewhirled around on her heel and marched back to the kitchen, mouthing ‘FBI asshe passed you. You shook your head and followed her. “I didn’t know you werefriends with the FBI,” she said.

“One, we’re not friends,” yousaid. You crossed your arms and stared out of the kitchen door, watching as theboys finished their food and packed up what they had. “And two, there’s no waythey’re FBI. Sam, maybe. But not Dean.”

“Why’s that?” she asked. Youuntied your apron, checking the clock. You quietly told her you were going onyour break. “Hey! Where are you goin?!” she called after you, “Don’t doanything I wouldn’t do!” She hesitated. “I’ll call the cops if you’re not backin thirty five minutes!”

You grabbed your coat thathung near the front door and hurried outside after both Sam and Dean. Samlooked up, stopping in front of the immaculately clean car. “Is everythingokay?” he asked hesitantly. You stormed past him and grabbed Dean’s elbow,dragging him away from the car. “Or not?” Sam’s voice trailed after you.

“Hey, could you let go?!”Dean protested, following you awkwardly as you gripped his arm. “I would havefollowed you if you asked!”

You spun around to face him.Your breath puffed in the late fall air. “Okay, what are you really doing here?”you asked, “Because I’m not buying this FBI crap. Especially not from you.”

“Why not from me? I couldhave matured in ten years, you don’t know,” Dean snapped. He crossed his arms,arching his eyebrows and jutting his chin out at you, as though it proved hispoint.

You fisted your hands on yourhips, staring at him. “That, for one,” you said, motioning to him. Dean scoffedas though you had insulted his first born. “And two, you never got along withauthority. Ever. Not even teachers.”

“So?” he scoffed.

“So cut the crap, DeanWinchester, and own up to the fact that you fucked up. That’s it, that’s all Iwant. I just want you to own up to the fact that you lied to me!” youexclaimed.

As you spoke, Dean started tostutter, his hands moving this way and that as he tried to form a sentence overyour words. “Hold on just a minute,” he finally managed to get through, “Ithought we’d be back after a week. It was my dad that decided against that.”

“And you, what, forgot phonesexisted?” you asked, “Or even a good old fashioned letter?” He fell silent,face contorting as he tried to think of something else to say. “You know, oneof the few things I remember about then was that my parents didn’t want mehanging around you two,” you commented, almost like an afterthought. You crossedyour arms, leaning into Dean’s space, hoping that he could feel the anger rolloff you. “Your dad freaked everyone out when he asked questions. And peoplesaid that the motel room you guys stayed in for months was like some freaky survivalistsbunker on the go!”

“Well, it kind of was, in away!” Dean exclaimed.

“And now you’re back, doingthe exact same thing?” His face fell as your words hit him. You shifted yourweight and stepped toward him, hunching your shoulders around your ears in anattempt to make yourself smaller. “Dean you don’t,” you licked your lips, “You don’tjust throw out that you might love someone and then disappear for years. Years.”The words physically hurt, like an old hole being punched through your chest asecond time.

He was silent for a longtime. His eyes darted over your face, watching you watch the trees across thestreet. “I didn’t know we weren’t gonna come back,” he repeated. Your shouldersdropped. You met his gaze. “Dad didn’t think it was important for us to comeback.”

“And you didn’t say anything,”you added.

Dean’s hands made a loud clapsound as they fell against his thighs. “What was I gonna say to him, huh? Beghim to bring me back? Because of a high school crush?” The words stung. Yourolled your eyes and turned away, starting back for your car. “Wait, wait,wait, that came out wrong,” Dean insisted. He followed you, boots crunching thefrozen grass. You kept walking. His hand wrapped around your elbow. “Let mestart over.”

“Why?” you asked as youwhirled around, yanking your arm free. “It’s been a long time, Dean.” You feltthe cold prick at your eyes as they started to water. “I’m a different person.A better person. Give me a good reason why I should let you start over.”

His mouth opened and closedfor a long moment. “I just meant my excuse,” he stuttered out. When youscoffed, he stepped forward, hands raised to frame your shoulders. “But, if Ican, I would take that second chance. You’re a different person. So am I. Imean, I haven’t made out with someone in a broom closet in a long, long time.”

“Are you just gonna keepmaking jokes?” you asked.

He finally gripped yourshoulders gently, pressing his fingers into the puffed fabric of your jacket. “No,I promise,” he said. “I can prove that I’m a better person.” You arched youreyebrow. “We…” He trailed off, looking down at his boots, “We can’t stay toolong, okay? But I will stay in touch. Every day. I promise.”

You pulled away from him. “I’llbelieve it when I see it, Dean,” you said. Your voice was fragile as you turnedaway.

The Winchesters left town twodays later. You knew it would happen, but you still couldn’t help the hollowfeeling that sat heavy in your stomach. You waited tables, took orders, and satparties for hours on autopilot. When closing time came and went and you startedon your trek home, you checked your phone. You had a couple of messages and onemissed call. The messages each had a picture attached. You flipped through eachof them:

One, a coffee cup in front ofa grey morning sky. A hand held the top of it so that the name Sam Sam could beread across the white cardboard. The message attached said, “Got him.”

Two, a picture of Sam passedout in the passenger’s seat of the Impala. They were stopped, since a coffeestained spoon was balanced on the tip of Sam’s nose. No message came with that.

The last was from the balconyof a cheap motel. It was a large, four story square surrounding a pool that wasclosed for the season. “Made it,” were the only two words. As you backed out ofthe messages, you saw the icon for a voicemail at the top of your phone. Onceyou were in your car – doors locked – you played the message.

“Probably busy,” said Dean’s scratchyand exhausted voice, “But I wanted to let you know that we got here. Told you I’dkeep in touch and I certainly plan to do that, even if it means phone tag. Didit for years with my dad, I can certainly do it with you.” He cleared histhroat. “I’ll give you a ring in the morning. G’night.”

You shouldn’t have – really youshouldn’t have – but your lips tugged up in a smile and your fingers flewacross the keyboard.

“Good night.”

It chimed in less than aminute.

“Good night.”