#i just kinda bluff and hope it looks ok

[ssspringroll]

id totally do preset commissions but i feel like a lotta people arent even really sure what presets are capable of. hence why i get a lot of people asking for presets that add extra heads and things of that nature. presets cant add stuff 😵

[kudosmyhero]

The Amazing Spider-Man (vol. 3) #8: Ms. Adventures in Babysitting

Read Date: April 10, 2023 Cover Date: December 2014 ● Writer: Dan Slott ◦ Christos N. Gage ● Penciler: Giuseppe Camuncoli ● Inker: Cam Smith ● Colorist: Antonio Fabela ● Letterer: Chris Eliopoulos ● Editor: Nick Lowe ●

**HERE BE SPOILERS: Skip ahead to the fan art/podcast to avoid spoilers

Reactions As I Read: ● while I wish Slott's stories got a little deeper (such as what 10 years of near solitary confinement should have done to Cindy Moon's psyche, etc.), he does do a good job with the light-hearted, flippant side of things

● "…staying with Peter is not an option. Not when every time we're together we act like teenagers on prom night." -- no. worse. you act much worse than that. it was amusing at first but it lost its novelty real fast. ● are we critiquing what Silk wears just because she's a woman? either way, it prompts her to try something else, so we'll see how that looks when it's revealed here in a min. ● ok, who's this baby, then? ● a henchman with a change of heart. huh. ● ok, Silk's new costume looks pretty good. at least it doesn't look like it'll fall off her at any moment. ● so how did the baby get in the cocoon? is this a case of "I should have remembered what happened in the last issue"? because… ADHD. ● aww, Big Brother Spider-Man is kinda adorbs ● o_o oh my… the henchman is Clayton Cole/Clash?? wow. nice.

● aww, Spidey gave Cole a business card to Parker Industries. I hope Cole makes good on his second chance. it's an all-too-real glimpse at the struggles people with a record face.

● ok, new story. Earth-982. Mayday Parker. oof, a gut-punch already. ● 👏👏👏👏

Synopsis: As Spidey battles Dr. Minerva, he sees how Kamala is frozen in shock since she still lacks the experience for this kind of situation. He appeals to her fandom for Carol in order to snap her out of the shock by using the "Slingshot" maneuver he created with Carol. Kamala wants to keep fighting, suggesting they try a "Fastball Special" next, but Spidey tells her that they must focus on retrieving the cocoon. As they approach, one of the thugs complains that he accepted the job because Minerva wasn't an enemy of Spider-Man (since he refuses to take any jobs that involves Spider-Man), but takes advantage of the situation so he can modify his Sonic Scanner into a weapon. Spidey and Kamala try to escape with the cocoon, but Kamala's size makes her an easy target, and as she fights against Minerva the cocoon starts to hatch.

Meanwhile, as Cindy Moon ponders on her rent status, she is called to assist Natalie Long at the Fact Channel. Natalie reviews the battle between Silk and Electro and considers making her their "exclusive" just like the Bugle did with Spider-Man, but criticizes Silk's outfit as tacky. Just as Natalie gets a report on two crimes, one being Spidey's battle, Cindy escapes to deal with the other situation, determined to become the Fact Channel's exclusive by making herself a new outfit.

The cocoon hatches revealing a seemingly human baby inside, which Kamala takes to keep him safe while Spidey battles Minerva. The henchmen take down Kamala while she keeps the baby safe, but as she confronts them one of the henchmen turns against the rest, showing moral qualms about attacking someone carrying a baby. The henchman takes off his mask so that he won't scare the baby and then joins Spider-Man, who explains that Kamala knows everything about the Kree thanks to her knowledge of Carol Danvers, while the henchman is a local. This prompts Spidey to ask Minerva if she is indeed working for the Kree Empire, since it's rare that she's using local people instead of Kree Soldiers, and Minerva insists that her activities are fully sanctioned by the Kree Empire. Spidey fakes a call to Jarvis in Avengers Tower to ask the Kree if they know about Minerva's activities in order to call her bluff, which succeeds, forcing her her escape the site.

At the other robbery site, The Ringer attempts to escape, only to be taken down quickly by Silk, making her first appearance in her new outfit in front of Natalie Long and the cameras of the Fact Channel, saying that it was time for a change.

Spidey and Kamala bring the baby to the hospital so he can be taken care of with his parents. Kamala worries since they don't know what powers she might have, but Spider-Man insists that they love her and that will be a good start. He says he has to leave to make an alert at Avengers Tower about Minerva and compliments Kamala, seeing a reflection of his past self when he was a teenage superhero dealing with the double life. He encourages her, saying that she'll do fine, then confronts the henchman, who swears that he was trying to find legit work but nobody wants to hire a man with a criminal record since juvie, only to be stunned when Spidey recognizes him as Clayton Cole, his first rival, formerly known as Clash, which surprised Clayton. Spidey sees that Clayton really wants to go straight and change his life, but no one wants to hire a man with "Supervillain since fifteen" on their resume, so he gives him a card from Parker Industries, claiming that Parker believes in second chances and to tell him he sent him. He takes it and by the next day he is officially hired into Peter's company. Peter reflects that his company now gives him great power and great responsibility to help depower and reform former villains.

(https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Amazing_Spider-Man_Vol_3_8)

Fan Art: Spider-Man and Ms. Marvel by drawerofdrawings

Accompanying Podcast: ● Amazing Spider Talk - episode 08

[forgottenronan]

forgottenarias @forgottencassandra @forgottenronan CASSANDRA GURL! Omg this is all SO GOOD THOUGH and this could DEF be a moment for the injury/aria's powers thing for SURE. also just like... the idea that the resistance (if aria finds out about it before hand) not being the good guys really in this situation!? (at least in Aria's perspective! like yes cassandra is super annoying but that's not her fault and let's not kill her she is legit hte MOST innocent out of all of them!!!) giadesstrin @forgottenarias yasssss I feel like there’s sooooo much we could dissect here honestly!!!!!! @forgottencassandra also def still pondering Godfrey’s move (we all know he’ll wait till the last minute to share most of it w me anyway smdh 😂😭) but he’d deffff feel this is an opportunity bc everyone’s expendable to him in the face of saving the whole world but at the same time he wants the resistance to 1) endure or if they go out go out as heroes around whose memory astairans can rally and most of all 3) fir them to be sympathetic/inspiring to the Astairan imagination and maje ~roderick TBC Look bad but obv this ain’t that!!! I def feel like this is a situation that calls for a scalpel and yeah he’d def want the solution to read pro Astairan while also being edmunds 🤔 I had a larger point but anyway!!! Much to think on shjhfv Probs try to maneuver Ronan himself by tryna play on what ~Ronan ultimately wants tbqh 🤔 forgottenfiona @forgottenronan @forgottenfinnegan so I was thinking about Fiona’s stance on this and I think she’s ultimately going to be against it! (And then yell at Finn if he flip flops sides!) giadesstrin @forgottenfiona @forgottenfinnegan all the resistance families going in for the drama 🙌💀

asdfkasdljf ok so i wrote all of the above in a fog of sleepiness last night but im a lil more ~aware now hahah and have some more thoughts!

so, if we follow the thread where ciara goes to @forgottengodfrey, his priority is not, in fact, to save poor cassandra (tho ofc he ~says it is 'dont worry ciara im gonna do everything i can to save ur lil cousin!' ...'s soul! bet you thought i meant her life! etc ;DDD), its to craft a story that astairans can get behind so that he can weaponize them in order to unleash the apocalypse alskdjfkjdsf so he ~does want the resistance to be heroic, and its pr clear atp that ronan is no longer playing by those rules atp, so i kinda feel like he's now thinking the best thing he can do is swoop in, kill ronan, and wrest control of the more reasonable resistance members away from ronan by martyring him in some fashion, and handing the reins over to edmund (eventually) but atm he's probs thinking either ciara or even ~himself for resistance leader 2k24 sklajdfkldjf

so yeah i think godfrey's play here would basically be to get ronan to rile up roderick sufficiently to put malconaire to the sword, only for godfrey's assassin to pop up and kill ronan, disguised as a roderick soldier ofc to further sell this story, as well as any other unruly resistance members too dklsjafkjsdf

so what happens now? noW ronan's tragic backstory leaks, how roderick's cruelty drove him half to madness as he watched the nation he loves crumble beneath roderick's cruel shackles and, in utter desperation, ronan captured cassandra -- while never intended to do the sweet princess any harm in truth! -- hoping to appeal to the only thing he believed the emperor might love in the hopes of finding a way out (if cassandra died the story'd say that they were treating together, if she survived it'd say that the threat on her life was just a bluff meant to galvanize the emperor), only for roderick to instead of hearing him out, slaughter an entire county (again) in his wrath rather than allow even an ounce of freedom to a man who had fought all his life for the good of others blah blah blah and if the ppl of astaira respond the way he hopes to this story, godfrey's just abt ready to douse the eternal flame of kolchis (since its his ppl who're attending it etc) and do whatever else it takes to unleash the gods or whatever it is he's intending to do to bring abt the apocalypse

tbh tho idk if his plan would actually take root tho bc i do think ~cillian would take up arms against his own brother before allowing so many innocents to be slaughtered and he'd be like 'you do this and you're no better than roderick! the brother i know would have died before perpetrating sm evil on innocent ppl and, mark my words, if you allow this to happen, its not just roderick slaughtering all these ppl -- its you' basically

saoirse isn't gonna go for ANY of this, however, and cillian fully preparing to take up arms against their brother, and thus possibly to kill him if he has to, might ~also be smth to throw her to ronan's side at which point i think saoirse would, first, pray to the guardians to help them all but, if they didn't, she'd take matters into her own hands and sneak in to wherever cassandra's being held and release her, herself (tho lbr this would probs take a number of conspirators to pull off successfully etc but that'd be the general plan)

unfortunately, even w cassandra safely restored to him, roderick is still gonna wanna obliterate the place and ppl who dared do this! unfortunately, idk that any of them will be prepared for the storm that's coming but i think roderick will appeal to his fav element and put malconaire wholly to the torch and, like, sow its fields w salt and yeahhhh esp if this is after the malconaire witches have all escaped, roderick is now thoroughly convinced this is an evil place. the trees are now torches, and soldiers will be posted to prevent ppl from escaping from the fires and yeahhh anyone who happens to survive is either a witch or the god found that this was a person of virtue and they will be put on some sort of witch trial to find out which and yeahhhh

obv if we dont want roderick decimating malconaire, there're some things we cna still do to keep this plot AND malconaire and here're a few

roderick actually never learns of this, its legit just like ~arthur or whoever (in which case the threat to put malconaire to the sword is a bluff bc arthur knows ppl would believe his ~dad would do this and that arthur is his dad's dog -- and ~he thinks ppl know he's the butcher of kil-kennar but he's wrong hahah -- so they'll probs take it srsly w/o him having to go through w it, etc, and he's gonna do and say whatever it takes to get his sister back, safe and sound!! soooo yeah)

the above but its some evil mook, not arthur, so the threat's real bc this dude wants to get in good w the boss man when he reports to roderick how he found the princess in this situation and took care of it just as roderick would have, BUT evil mook gets assassinated before he can give the order to destroy malconaire etc

when this goes down, the resistance isn't in malconaire for whatever reason so all this same stuff can 100% go down but its not malconaire specifically being put to the torch its ~whatever other locale~

it all goes down EXACTLY as above w roderick himself there etc, but the guardians or whatever ~did hear saoirse (and probs aria and all of malconaire's tbqh) pleas and, at great cost to themselves no doubt, protect the place -- the fires roderick tries to set instantly go out, the troops who try to sow w salt cannot lift their arms and the ploughs break the instant they are hitched to the warhorses, etc etc etc -- ofc in THIS case roderick is freaked right the fuck out and is either convinced that this is ~the place of the true evil~ and must be destroyed at all costs and a whole thing ensues in which case he'd do IDEK what aljsdfkljsdf etc, OR alternately he becomes convinced that malcoanire is SACRED to the god and must be protected at all costs (its just inhabited by evil parasites he must drive out and exterminate etc) and yeah!!!! idk!!!!

there's also just like...sooooo many other directions this could all go in bc there're so many moving pieces etc but re: my characters, i think these are the behaviors you'd see them exhibiting/tryna exhibit etc so yeah!! laksdjfkljdsf lmk ur thoughts aksldjfksd this is *gwen stefani voice* bananas! B-A-N-A-N-A-S

also re: @forgottenarias kinda love that she's being put in this position where like...this is not heroic! this is just tryna play roderick at his own game but w fewer resources and a lot more desperation and like!!!!! both aria and a ~lot of the rest of the resistance just gotta be like 'where do we go from here? what're we fighting for now?' etc re: the resistance etc w all this, and ronan just too broken and blinded by hate and fear and despair to even fully see the cost of what he's playing w and just!!!! yeahhhh adlskjfkldsjjf i def think there's a lot we could do w this!!!!! also you know me, def prepared for (some of) my character(s) to die here (arthur and roderick, at least, are probs making it through tho they've got more to do i feel like) depending what kinds of directions we wanna pursue etc so yeah!!

anyway, i did have some other thoughts here (including some alternate godfrey things but ive gotta flesh those out a lil more fully first) but i can't recall atm and so yeah! anyway, i wanna hear everybody's thoughts <33333

just gonna @forgottencillian @forgottensaoirse @forgottenroderick @forgottenarthur @forgottengodfrey

OOC | Ronan & Cassandra

fun fact! ur not!bf's big brother wants to kill you </3 #datingproblems

lkasdjfkldjsf hi, so, cassandra has never hurt a fly but ronan is convinced she is evil and needs to go! i do think he's a touch less vitriolic abt the varmont women (including the queens even tho amira might literally be the worst of alllll the varmonts slfkjaksldjfkjsf but here we are) bc i think he is aware that women in the varmont empire have less agency so he doesn't blame them for anything, and he frankly feels terrible for them and believes they're just pawns, but he does believe that no matter what they have to die bc as long as roderick's kids survive, so does a vestige of his evil empire and that must be smashed no matter what so yeahhhh

i do think he'd try to make her death as quick and painless as possible, but he does def want her dead sooooo that's fun lkajsdfkjdsf

[a-strange-familiar]

HIS MEMORIES - 2 (HS)

A/n : This is a part 2 of my previous fic , HIS MEMORIES. Please read part one first.

Thank you for the the your appreciation for part 1 . I didn't even think anyone will read it. But you guys read and liked it. And Thank you so much.

Warnings : Angst , lil bit of swearing.

Pairing : Actress!Y/n and Harry

Summary : you and Harry broke up few months back but still are in love with each other. And meet each other in a party after all these months. And all the memories you both tried to push back will come with a forceful speed.

In this part you can see Harry's perspective and how he felt throughout these months of breakup

(*the paragraphs in between in italics are flashbacks *)

Part 1. Part 3

HOPE YOU ENJOY <3

"Hey , Y/n"

It's weird to hear him saying your name all over again after 6 months.

It's weird to see those emerald eyes all over again after 6 months.

And that's the thing, you don't know if it's good kind of weird or bad.

"Hi , Harry "

"How are ya, bab- um .. Y/n."

Your heart sinked at that. He couldn't even bring himself to call you baby. And at the same time what are you expecting anyway? Will you be ok if he call you baby now ?

"Um , great actually. You ?"

"I'm fine."

Your heart is beating vert fast. It's actually pounding. You can hear the sound. You wonder if he can hear too ?

Then he smiled. Damn that smile .

The same smile that never failed to make your knees weak. But this time it didn't looked genuine.

He looked good. Like he always did. He looked ok. He looked healthy. Which you thank god for.

But he also looked kinda happy too when you saw him inside earlier. But that's only the thing you know about him. He is not only good actor in front of camera but also behind it. He can always bluff people with his mask.

He never show it on his face when he is suffering. He go through it alone but never confess about his problem. So you think he is doing the same thing now.

And a part of you wants know that, did he suffered as much you did?

Is his heart beating as fast as yours?

But little did you know. Harry's heart is beating faster than yours actually. And it's beating only for you.

Seeing you here is not an easy thing for him. He knows , probably you wouldn't want to see him or talk to him. But still he risked it all came here for you. He knew you would be here.

Seeing you here after 6 months feels like a life time ago for him , at the same time it feels like just yesterday .

He remembered you both fighting just like yesterday.

He remembered you both crying. You cursing and yelling at him , him trying to talk.

And you storming out of the door.

He remembered your first date , your first fight.

He remembered when you told him that you love him for the first time .

He remembered how you can't keep a straight face while reading, you always show emotions on your face.

He remembered how you used to drag him to the balcony at midnight, and he remembered how much he used to love it.

He remembered how you can't keep your hands still for long. How you always used to pick your nails , move your hands , drum your fingers or pick your lips.

He remembered how you used to sing wrong lyrics for almost every song with so much confidence.

He remembered how your eyes used to light when you talk about something you like.

He remembered everything ,because he too didn't forget anything.

Then he saw your eyes. And it felt like a punch in the stomach.

He can't recognize your eyes anymore.

The eyes he love. The beautiful russet brown eyes which you used to call boring brown eyes. He felt like he doesn't know them anymore.

Your eyes always made him feel shy. He knew he had beautiful emerald green eyes. He knew they were beautiful and all. But he thinks yours are more beautiful.

He loves the way they used to shine bright. The way they feel alive. The way they used have passion in them. The spark. The way they used to feel home.

And now they have nothing in them. They are nothing but dull brown eyes as you used to call them.

They lost the spark. They lost the passion. The lost the warm feeling he used to feel while looking into them.

*

You both were cuddling on your bed. His head on your boobs using them as pillow and you are on your back sleeping, one hand in his hair and one holding a book you were reading.

He can't help but lift his chin up look at you with pure adoration. He can't believe that he has you in his life. He can't belive that you are his . He literally thinks that you are an angle sent from above.

He is getting lost in your eyes as always. Observing deeply , following the movement of your eyes , the way they move from word to word. He still can't understand why you don't like them much. You say they are boring. But only he knows the magic in them.

You notice he is staring at you. And you look at him. But he didn't take his eyes of you , carefully taking in your face for maybe a millionth time.

"What?"

"You have beautiful eyes , you know that?"

You just roll your eyes. "I don't understand why you like them. They are just a pair of boring brown eyes"

"They are not boring. They are full of life. They are dark brown shade which reminds me of fresh damp soil which is wet because of a rain. It's reminds me of a tree bark. They feel angelic. I constantly get lost on them. I don't understand why you don't like them, they feel like home."

You are shocked by his words. Never in your life any man said something about your eyes like that. You read somewhere that ' Brown eyes are just brown eyes until you fall in love with one ' and you didn't believe it. But now you do , because Harry is saying those words with nothing but pure sincerity.

"And I think not only us but even our eyes are also made for each other. Do you know why?"

You just breathed out a small " why? "

"Because they reminds me of trees. Beautiful trees.You are the bark and I'm the leaves. Trees are one of the beautiful creations in nature and so do us together. "

You just look at him in awe.

"I know it's all cheesy but I mean each and every single word "

*

Thinking about those moments he felt another tight punch. But this time right across the face, knowing that he is the reason for everything.

"How was tour?" You asked in a soft voice.

"It was great. Completed the American part and gonna start Europe leg in few months. And about to completed the new album , didn't have a release date though ."

"That's great, Harry. I'm happy for you " you really are.

He just smile. "What about you? How was work?"

"It's going good, shooting a film now. Just few more days to wrap the film. That's it for now. I don't have anymore projects in line , so thinking of taking a small break."

"Yeah, you really deserve a break"

"Yeah, I do. "

Harry is hurting seeing you like this.

Seeing his love of the life like this. He knew what he have done is a wrong thing. He knew it was a big mistake. He knew it will hurt you, but he did it anyway.

He broke up with you because he was afraid. He was afraid that he was not enough for you. And he is about go on a tour , and it can absolutely wreak your relationship. He knows how much you both are addicted to each other. This tour can be difficult both of you.

And he knows that you are stupid enough to put him first before everything. If he ask you to come with him to the tour you would say yes probably without thinking about yourself.

You won't think about yourself , you will only think about him. That's how much you love him . Hell, in past you almost ended up rejecting an offer just because you have to shoot the film in another country away from him. Luckily he talked you to accept that offer. So he can't let that happen again.

So he thought that you should always put yourself first and he thought letting you go would be a good idea and best for you. And he know your relationship will definitely change once you both are apart, not that you both dont have trust on each other, but distance can go wrong, he had experience in that.

So he let his stupidity take over him and let you go.

And now he regrets it , everything. He regret not talking to you , not listening to you , he regret that he took this decision without giving you a chance , he regrets being stupid and let his stupidity get the best of him.

He is silly to think that he can forget you and move on.

He know that it's not easy but he thought it's possible

Little did he know that its impossible.

There is no single day in the 6 months that he didn't think about you.

He used to perform his heart out on stage to his fans and come back to his hotel room and grive.

He used to live on your memories, going through your pics on his phone, remembering everything about you . He used to stay up late at nights thinking about you . He almost called you several times, his thumb hovering about the call button but didn't dare to do it.

He can't take this anymore. He wants you, he needs you, he is nothing without you. He can't live without you , he is not the same.

He missed you . He missed who he was when he was with you . He loves you and he will forever.

You both was standing like that in silence , god knows how long you both were there like that staring at each other.

You were in your own thoughts and he was in his . No one is bothered to break the silence. But he was the 1st one to break it.

"Shit I can't do it anymore". He said while running his hand through his hair.

"Y/n , I need to talk to you. Please , scold me, hit me , curse the shit out of me , kick me. Do anything you want but Please give me chance to talk. I know I'm an arsehole , I don't deserve a chance to talk to you, but please, one chance. I beg you." He rubbed he face with his hand furiously. He is breathing heavily.

"Please, Y/n. Just once . Please please. "

His eyes are brimmed with tears, threatening to fall free.

Your heart is breaking while seeing him like that. He's soo vulnerable right now. You can't see him like that.

You love him.

But what are you gonna do now? Are you gonna give him a chance.? Are you ready for it?

This is soo fucked up. You can't take it anymore. It's horrible. You love him , you want him, you can't live without him. But you are also angry at him, for not listening to to you. For taking decision for you.

You want to hit him . Soo tightly.

He hesitantly took a step forward . But you didn't talk a step back.

And slowly he bought his hands to yours and took them in his. He placed your hands on his chest right above his heart.

"Please baby, one chance. Let me talk, just listen to me. I just wanna talk to you and explain. Please. "

Yes, you want to talk to him too. You wanna see what he will say.

"OK" is all you can say.

His eyes lit up like a christmas tree. Tears falling from his eyes. He quickly wipped them. And he brought your hand to his lips and kissed them gently.

"OK, let's get out of here . We can go to your place and talk there. You can even hit me there if you want " he joked the last part. But you don't find it funny.

You just nod. Then he left your hand. You both made your way inside. But your mind is like a hurricane at this moment. What gonna happen now?

This is it , either this is going to be a new start or a complete end to your story.

~~~

A/n : I know, I know. I left you hanging up again. I'm sorry , but next part is going to be the last part and I will make it as soon as possible.

And I thank you so much for taking time and reading this , it means a lot to me. Thank you soo much. And if you like it please like and hit the reblog. And please send me feed back. Please please please, I would love to hear your thoughts.

~~~

Part 3

Please like and reblog. And I would love to here your thoughts.

Thank you, lots of love. <3

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Hello! May I enquire after an X files episode? Like. Least scary/most fun. The tribbles episode of you will. If it exists? (There’s always one). I’m hoping to fall in love with characters in a lower stress mode for myself so then I will follow them into the pit of despair or sit in the creepy haunted mansion with them. Alternatively what is your absolute favorite?

oh!!! Magpie dearest!!! ok I'm going to give several answers, actually. TXF has a solid break-up of Mytharc episodes (overarching series plotline), Monster Of The Week Episodes (can range from light and fluffy to deep dives into the darkest recesses of the characters), and deliberately comedic episodes, so there's quite a lot of variety to choose from

I'd say that if you want a "Tribbles episode," I think Humbug (s2e20, this is Gurt's favorite comedy episode) or War of the Coprophages (s3e12, MY favorite, and one of my top 10 episodes overall) would be a good one. neither requires a lot of context for plot or characters, as they're intentionally written as a sort of break from the overall plot and emotional impact of the season. they're both very chill episodes, low-stress high-fun — however if you have a squick for bugs, War of the Coprophages may not be the best one for you lol. the premise is that people in a small town believe that cockroaches are attacking and killing them, and there's a couple scenes where that's exactly what it looks like, so fair warning. (WotC also has one of the best Mulder-Scully dynamics there is, because they just seem incredibly domestic and married the entire time)

however, if I had to pitch the series to you in one episode — apart from the Pilot, of course — it would be s5e18, The Pine Bluff Variant. it is a pretty tense episode, with undercover operations and some pretty dark imagery (the props department on TXF always loves to go full ham on icky things, but since it was the 90s it does seem a tad campy tbh), but it really encapsulates what the show is and who the characters are so perfectly in one episode. it's also one of the few episodes that doesn't deal with any kind of extraterrestrial or paranormal subjects, just simple human nature — to boil it down to its basis, it is an episode wholly about Good vs. Evil and what each of those things brings about. I've written a lot about it because it's both my favorite episode and the one that I think sums up the entirety of the show best.

and if you decide you want to actually start watching it, but not like... fully commit, the first four episodes of season 1 (Pilot, Deep Throat, Squeeze, and Conduit) are the true essentials and really do a great job of setting up a foundation of who Scully and Mulder are, individually, and what they're going to be as a duo. the first season is a lot more in the horror aspect of sci-fi horror, but it's also in a lot of ways the least intense season. I tend to think of it as "comfort horror," tbh, because while the vibes are darker than much that follows, it's also the season with (naturally) the last baggage on the characters and storylines, so it feels lighter at the same time.

I can give you a more comprehensive bare minimum viewing list if you want, but for now I would just say that Humbug or War of the Coprophages are good tribble episodes (keeping in mind the bug thing, but WotC is actually the episode I prefer 😅 Humbug kinda bores me bc the character dynamics are a bit flat imo) and Pine Bluff Variant is my favorite and my "sell someone on this show in one(1) episode" episode, so I hope that helps!! lemme know what you think!!!

[mingying]

[spoilers] hospital playlist s2 ep 11; ikjun/songhwa

I can’t believe this finally happened. And it happened in arguably the best ways possible for us IkSong shippers. As usual, this post is just basically my own thoughts and opinion of the episode and my interpretation of things - feel free to disagree, and I hope you enjoy reading this musing of mine!

22 years later, finally they found each other again <3

TL;DR: Everything happens for a reason and we have finally reached the rainbow end <3

Let’s begin by addressing the ER scene, but before that, I would like to point out that since Ep 10, Songhwa has been shown to be somewhat forgetful and a klutz - in Ep 10, she was searching for her socks and insisted that she wore them for her rounds. She also seemed to have forgotten to take off her surgical cap until Seonbin pointed it out to her.

In Ep 11, the episode starts off with Songhwa leaving her handbag in Ikjun’s office, and subsequently her handphone, followed by her handbag in the car again. This is not a dementia arc, guys (haha) but I genuinely think that this is her mind being occupied by her newly realised feelings for Ikjun that her normally composed self had started to crumble (and that’s entirely ok!). Another interpretation of this scene could be that unintentionally and subconsciously, she just wanted to remain in the hospital knowing Ikjun may return to collect his gift later.

Can I also point out her sixth sense in this scene? When she peered out of her window and heard the sound of ambulance, followed immediately by Dr Bong calling, she looked disturbed. Normally, she would have answered her calls immediately without hesitation but this time you could tell that she frowned and waited for maybe 2 seconds before answering Dr Bong. Well, never messed with a woman’s intuition I guess!

The ER Scene. Gosh. I actually have a lot of things to say about this. I know some people do not like this trope and that it is a typical trigger for characters to realise their feelings. But, I’d have to say that ShinLee did not intend for this scene to be a trigger of Songhwa realising that she likes Ikjun.

Because she already knows and had realised, somewhere around Ep 8-9 but more obviously 9, that she does like him as a man (all over again). If anything, this ER scene was meant to give Songhwa that one last push to confess, otherwise she may end up regretting not to. Another reason why I felt this scene was necessary was that Songhwa has been too comfortable in Ikjun’s constant presence by her side -- perhaps she has been wanting to confess but still lack the courage to and she didn’t think she needed to act on it rightaway because Ikjun would always be there by her side.

Gosh, the way she rushed to Ikjun and didn’t even hear Dr Bong trying to report to her that he actually wasn’t in such a terrible state. The way she slipped her hand in his and was so gentle in her questions - you can really just tell that she was trying her best not to crumble.

(side note: Jeon Mido, your acting was truly stellar during this scene. That suppressed professionalism vs personal feelings. I really felt her worry and regret in this entire scene. I loved it so much)

Now, why do I firmly believe that Songhwa already intends to confess to Ikjun eventually? Other than the fact that Songhwa herself confirmed during her confession that “I should have told you that I liked you”, it’s because of the Gift that she has given him for his birthday. It’s a cap, and initially we don’t think much of it until the flashback sequence showed and we realised that, a cap was what 99z Songhwa wanted to give to Ikjun but never did because he had turned her down for dinner and lied that he has a blind date.

Present day Songhwa gifting Ikjun a cap can be interpreted as her having let go of the hurt he had caused her in the past and that she was willing to try, again.

Interestingly, I’d like to also point out that the 99z flashback in this episode was truly necessary for us to understand Songhwa’s aversion to ‘Sad Sea’ and why she has rejected Ikjun in the first episode. 99z Songhwa didn’t give up when Ikjun stood her up for her birthday but mustered the courage to confess to him - she tried twice too, asking if he really has to go on that blind date that evening and couldn’t he go another time? Ikjun, in that scene, was playing Sad Sea. 

I would like to apologise to Ep 7 Songhwa because I had been frustrated with her then, but now that everything has been rolled out beautifully, I do not blame her at all for her hesitancy and year long passiveness. Ikjun kinda deserved it after breaking her heart twice (HA!) and remember this shot of Ikjun in Ep 7? 

I now interpret this scene as him realising that he knew Songhwa’s reasons of rejecting him. Because there was no way he didn’t know that Songhwa had liked him in the 99z, and he was perhaps regretting turning her down for dinner that day during his birthday. He knew he had a chance with her then but blew it, and that is perhaps why he never faltered in making Songhwa happy now. Not that he expects anything in return, but perhaps he wanted to make up for the indirect hurt he had caused her.

Bab Meokja had been something initiated by Songhwa back then. And now, it is a treat he gives himself -- I really do think that is the reason why he keeps asking Songhwa out for meals in the present time, because Ikjun probably wanted to indrectly make up for what happened in 99z.

Let’s move on to another great scene! The card game scene!

For some, it may seem to be a random scene but for me, I saw it in a different way and I’m glad Kfans and some users on Twitter pointed out this theory as well. 

As you all know, the card game IkSong was playing was “Bluff/Cheat”. Here, you could see that Ikjun could read Songhwa so well that he knows when she would lie. But Songhwa on the other hand, could not read Ikjun as well -- and this is further affirmed by Songhwa’s confession when she said “If your feelings for me haven’t changed,”. This is beautiful because it makes Ikjun’s expression during the confession scene even more sense -- a user on reddit pointed out that his expression at that time wasn’t more of a “omg she likes me after all”, it was more of a “she has realised her feelings for me,” and I think that’s absolutely beautiful. He even nodded subtlely a few times as Songhwa struggled to get her confession out, as if encouraging her and saying “you can do it, just a bit more”. 

Back to the card game - Ikjun even threw down a 9 Hearts - which I believe is a metaphor of his feelings for her, steady and still unwavering. 

(Bonus note: I absolutely love how Iksun caught on to them being lovey dovey at once and Junwan’s expression catching them was HILARIOUS)

On to my next scene which was absolute favourite.

Songhwa had finished a difficult/challenging surgery, and out of excitement (she even skipped omg whipped girlie), she called Ikjun first to convey the good news to him. Her tone here really depicts a difference in how she talks to Ikjun before. This scene alone tells you that Songhwa has pretty much fallen for Ikjun again and I love love love that finally she has someone she would want to immediately call to share her good news with! 

And the best part? Our best boy Lee Ikjun never went to Changwon. Instead, he waited for her for probably hours (it was bright day when they said goodbye, but night when Songhwa returned to her office) and even told her straight that he has to see her before he leaves because of how worried she had been before. Good lord find me a man like Ikjun please? 

image cr: iksongarchives @ twitter

This entire shot, with I Knew I Love playing in the background pretty much hits. It is in this exact moment that Songhwa has probably made up her mind to confess for real, that she wasn’t going to waste another second because I am sooo sure she would have ran to hug him if not because of their status at that moment. I love this scene so much. It is the personification of the lyrics of I Knew I Love, which goes “I called you out of habit today and you answered warmly, you make me the happiest in the whole wide world, I love you so much”.

And finally. 

Finally.

*takes a deep breath*

SONGHWA CONFESSED!!!!!!!!

AND THEY KISSED!!!! UNDER THE RAIN!!! 

The whole directing of this scene, with the slow camera panning into them - Ikjun was restless, probably breaking into cold sweats (he commented it was cold) while Songhwa was nervous and trying to muster enough courage to confess (she commented it was really hot). I held my breath for so long I felt like I was about to faint I swear to god.

Songhwa looked legit terrified that Ikjun was going to reject her man, and it all makes sense why after we got the 99z flashback this episode. 

And Ikjun, he really waited for her cues. Even after she was done confessing, he looked at her and waited for her to look at him back before he went “I’ll give you my answer”. And it was only after Songhwa nodded in fear and anticipation, that he swooped in to kiss her!!!!!

Songhwa definitely also leaned in first before Ikjun pulled her closer. She wanted this just as much as he did and it showed through their first kiss. Gosh I’m still shaking just thinking about how perfect that entire sequence and kiss was. They really went all out for it (yes I believe there was tongue involved) rather than soft and gentle. 22 years of suppressed yearning and feelings really popped out in that kiss alone and I am so blessed to have been a part of their beautiful journey.

And now, with only one episode left, we are finally able to see IkSong as a couple and on dates. I have a feeling Songhwa would be the clingy gf man, judging from the Preview keke. I cannot wait to see the rest of the boys finding out, and for sure, I cannot wait to see how their dynamics would change now as lovers rather than just best friends. I do think their transition would be seamless, only that now, they get to do what other lovers could.

This post is so long but I felt the need to address another matter that I have seen roaming around the internet. Apparently, some people are annoyed that Songhwa was ‘forced to change her mind’ and that we cannot accept her ‘No’ in ep 1. I would humbly and respectfully disagree on this point. Songhwa’s ‘No’ in ep 1 was not a “I don’t like you therefore I am rejecting you”. It was more of a “I do not know how to sort out my feelings yet, and am not ready to revisit the past, so it is best not to tamper with it”. 

Songhwa did not change her mind overnight or weeks. It took her one year and a few months. She has had all that time to weighs her decisions again and properly thought out how she wanted to bring forward her relationship with Ikjun. She was not forced.

She may have said that she liked being single in S1, but she has never been averse to love. In fact, she is always encouraging other people to go for it. I for one, am single and absolutely enjoying it. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to ever change my mind if I find someone worthy enough to share my space and happiness with. I like being single now because guys around me are idiots and I’d rather save myself that headache LOL.

Her conscious decision to accept Ikjun now does not and will never invalidate her decision to reject him back then - in fact, it goes to show that as human beings, we constantly undergo character growth and our minds are often changed to suit the present circumstances. 

ShinLee did not portray Songhwa in that light where ‘women needs to say yes if a guy treats her right’. Ikjun did all of those things for her without expecting anything in return. He never once crossed the line and never once forced Songhwa into accepting his love for her. Songhwa said yes because she likes Ikjun and is now ready to move their relationship to that of romantic. It is as simple as that.

And one last point to make is that Songhwa being in a relationship does not in any way invalidate that she is a strong and independent woman. Please do not associate the relationship status of a woman to her being ‘strong/independent’. A woman in a relationship and a woman not being a relationship are still BOTH strong AND independent. Love is a universal element in life, why deprive a person of it simply because she’s portrayed to be a “strong” female character? If that love brings her greater joy and ardent happiness, why stop her from enriching her life further?

Anyway. I digress. 

If you made it until the end of this ridiculously long post, thank you. I hope it was an enjoyable read! Till Ep 12!

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BonelyHearts Reader Insert6

{Female!ReaderXSkeleton household}

Camping! Pt.6

Well yesterday was quite the day, so much for your enjoying your ‘leisure’ day out. You ended up soaked to your very bones all because of some jerk/jerks in a speed boat. It wasn’t so much getting soaked that bothered you, it was the fact that boat came so close to hitting you and Ash; that is what made you mad…but that was yesterday. An its not like the day ended badly, when you got dry clothes on and the skeletons practically waiting on you hand and foot to be sure you were ok.

You’d be lying if you didn’t enjoy it but you reminded them that you were fine and all warm again. That an you woke up again with the same skeletons in your tent, cuddled up next to you like little darlings. Well this was your last day of camping, that meant it was ‘your’ day. The past two days were dedicated to the skeletons but now it was your turn an you had only one special thing in mind.

“Human, what exactly do you have planned. We’ve done all the trails you wanted minus the …what was it..Grandfathers duff?” Asked Nox.

“Thats ‘Grandads Bluff’ and trust me when I tell you this activity will be great for everyone. But remember we need to pack up before we head off for our last activity, when we’ve finished it we’ll be going home; everyone got that?”

They all responded with a nod, you felt giddy as you helped them pack up. You had a wonderful surprise waiting for them! Packing didn’t take long at all, you handled most of the kitchen items while Papyrus and Boss dismantled the tents. Poplar helped Russ pack up the van while the others walked around picking up any litter left behind. It didn’t take long to get cleaned up really, in less then thirty minutes dishes were clean, tents dismantled and put away, campsite cleaned up and finally the van packed. Now that was done you could take the boys on the last activity of the day!

“Ok boys its gonna ten to fifteen minute walk to our destination so no whining.” You gave a playful wink and motioned the boys to follow you.

It was kinda funny to see some of their deadpan expressions but you digressed. You lead the way towards a road, sticking close to the shoulder of course. Though there weren’t any cars on this road there were ATV’er’s driving about; but they all were polite an stuck to their own side, time to time waving at you and the skeletons. Most if not all of them were simple ‘drive through rugged terrain’ people or parents taking their kids for rides.

Like you said it didn’t take long before you reached your destination…

“…..A ski lift?” Russ tilted his head.

“Well its not used for skiing now but during the autumn its used as a ‘special tour’ option. You take the lift up the mountain to enjoy the view of the local foliage, there at the top is the local ski resort. We’re taking the long ride up so it’ll take about an hour. By the time we get there it’ll be time for lunch so we’ll stop at their cafe to eat. Then comes the best part!”

You wriggle in your boots, ready to explode with excitement.

“The best part is the tram ride down the mountain, on the way down your served the best local drinks in the area. Non-alcoholic of course, the ride down will take just about the same amount of time as getting up give or take a minute. By the time we get back down the mountain it’ll be time to start heading home, you boys ready?”

They all looked at each other before nodding, when you got to where the chairs picked up the skiers you paused…thats right you had to see who was going with who. You looked and already Nox was arguing about going first…call you impatient but you hopped into a chair an let the boys figure it out for themselves.

You turned your back…and felt the chair sweep you up then it dropped its safety bar down. You squeaked like a little mouse as it lifted you up, you turned back to see the boys were still arguing…you waited at least a minute before shouting.

“HEY! I’M ALREADY ON THE LIFT! GET THE LEAD OUT BOYS!”

You laughed as you watched some of them scramble to get on the lift, Poplar and Ash were already getting on by the time the others heard you calling for them. Now that the boys were on the lift all you had to do….was relax and enjoy the ocean of autumn colors at your feet. This truly was a great idea, you slowly watched the wind blow waves of leaves over the trees. It really did look like water, a sea of cold fire…

A sudden thought hit you….there was a few spots on the mountain where special cameras were set up. They were to take pictures of people on the ski lifts, kinda like the camera’s on amusement park rides! They did this for the skiers as something commemorative or something. Oh this was gonna be fun, you hoped you’d see it so you could take a nice photo, if not something funny to laugh at.

[A beautifully peaceful ride later]

You gingerly slide off the lift chair and walked over to a small waiting area, there were some benches and a small kiosk to get your photo. The photo you got didn’t turn out like you hoped but it was still nice, the pictures was of you looking off to the side. You recalled that moment too, you caught sight of a hawk in the distance.

You decided to wait for the boys, you saw the photo’s drop in the kiosk. Not sure if it was ok or what you decided to look. The first photo of course was of Poplar and Ash, they looked like the spitting image of a happy elderly couple. The next was Stretch and Blue, where on earth did Stretch get the Groucho glasses…heh poor Blue didn’t notice he was given the ‘bunny ear’ treatment. Next was Boss and Red who were mostly enjoying the scenery, then it was a picture of Papyrus yelling at a sleepy Sans. Finally was Nox and Russ who much like Red and Boss were just enjoying the scenery…hehe Russ looked so cute.

You slipped the photos into your pocket and went to greet them, by the time you left the little kiosk Poplar and Ash were just getting off the lift. They greeted you and sat down to wait for the others, one by one the pairs of brothers came off the lift. Once you all regrouped you headed for the resort’s cafe.

“Here it is…” you sighed happily, it didn’t have a name other then ‘cafe’ but it just oozed with charm.

Inside the floors were a deep black mahogany with plush bright red carpets, the tables, chairs and table cloths all matched. What made it so charming was each table had a small fire pit in the center where you could roast marshmallows. But since you did that already you had booked a special treat for the boys…

“Fon…due?” Asked Nox.

“Yes, Fondue is a pot of melted cheese where you dip food items into such as bread, vegetables, meat an other things. Don’t worry I’ll be ordering the vegetarian special, it comes with the local favorites! Come on lets sit, I’m starting to get a little hungry now.”

“Yes lets have lunch!” Agreed Poplar, he seemed just as excited about the fondue.

Everyone gathered at one big round table, the waitress took down orders for drinks. Mostly of coffee’s and coco’s but you chose some tea for yourself. Before long your pot of fondue was delivered and everyone proceeded to dip pieces of bread and vegetables into the melted white substance. It had a slight sharp smell but the herbs were mostly the source of it, the taste…was pure velvet. You could taste the cream and hints of butter, instantly you thought of popcorn from a movie theater the moment you took bite of asparagus dipped in the white concoction.

All the vegetables you got were roasted, including some sweet potato chips and some eggplant. This really was a great place, once you an the boys had enough and paid the bill came the tram.

You walked over to check the schedule.

“The next ride will be leaving at 11:45am guys so we got about forty minutes to enjoy the sights around here. Please pay attention to the time ok guys?”

“Got it!” They said in unison.

You smile and walk away, everyone wandered around the outside admiring the scenery. You gravitate away from the boys and wander a bit towards the railing.

Everything was so quiet…so beautiful…but was interrupted by the sound of loud voices. You look to see four men stumbling towards you, hanging off one another, even from a distance you could smell the booze. You were about to move away but they caught sight of you.

“Hey baby, you alone wanna hang (hic!) out?”

You glared. “No, I’m here with my friends now leave me alone-“ just when you turned to head for the nearby staircase to get away from these jerks one of them grabs your arm.

“Hey aren’t you that bitch thats hanging out with them skeletons? Come on hang out with some real men, we got the goods to please a woman!” Well one of them was half sober enough to recognize you for some reason.

You rip your arm away from him.

“Get away from me you filthy piece of crap!” You stepped back…

“See told you she was a bitch, an I know what we do with bitches!” Before you could do anything one of the drunks raised his foot and kicked you…you stumbled back…and took a hard tumble down the stairs behind you.

It wasn’t many stairs but enough that when you landed…you landed hard. For a moment you laid still, you were still conscious so that was good….slowly you started rising to your knee’s, you put weight on your right foot; no problems there……but the moment you tried to step on your left foot….thats when you went down again.

Your ankle felt as if someone drove a spike into the joint and was twisting it around, you let out a pained scream when you put any weight on it. You winced and looked at your hands…oh your poor hands got bruised up good that was for sure…

“Human? Human where are you?!” You looked up, you saw Nox but thankfully no sign of the drunks.

“D-Down here!” You cried…tears were streaming down your face, the pain was almost too much.

You looked up, Nox was racing down full speed. You got scared thinking he’d fall too…give him some credit he had good balance. He reached you and noticed your disheveled self.

“What happened?!” His hands hovered over you.

You sobbed. “S-some drunk guy kicked me down the st-stairs…my ankle hurts real bad Nox…”

Normally you could tolerate a little pain but this…this wasn’t little, already Nox was checking the rest of you. Your arms, head (noting the slight bruised lip you had), neck, he already saw your hands but was now focusing on your legs. When he was satisfied he checked your ankle, slowly he removed your shoe and examined your ankle. His fingertips ghosted over your ankle, flinching when he touched parts near the joint.

“….Its just bruised thankfully, hang on.” He took out his phone and after a few taps made he put the phone to his cheek….and spoke.

“Russ get Boss to my location, a pack of drunks pushed the human down a flight of stairs, she has a bruised ankle an I need someone strong enough to carry her to the Tram.”

He had just put his phone in his pocket when you heard footsteps, already you saw Boss descending the stairs. He had such a graceful step to him despite practically running down those stairs, Russ wasn’t far behind him.

“Oh god, human…” Russ looked ready to cry, you tried to put on a brave smile but it hurt to smile…

Boss waisted no time gathering you into a princess carry, with almost no effort on his part escorted back up the stairs…where a group of worried skeletons were waiting for you.

[three hours later]

This wasn’t how you wanted your camping to end….sure you got the tram ride back but it wasn’t that special ‘lets have a warm drink while watching the woods slowly go by’ kind of ride. Now you were bundled up in a blanket sitting in your room, you just finished crying when Boss walked in with a mug of ‘golden flower’ tea.

“Thanks Boss…” you whimpered as you took the cup from him.

“Now human don’t be so melodramatic, sure the trip didn’t go completely as planned but we still had fun and we got you healed up.” Said Boss crossing his arms.

“Yeah…..thats true….” The tea was the perfect temperature, you hadn’t realized you had gulped it all down…well you were thirsty. “….You know maybe I should go sit in the living room with….everyone…maybe that’ll make me feel…..better…”

You forgot..’golden flower’ tea practically knocked your butt out, you drank it when you couldn’t get to sleep at night. You swayed a bit still bundled in that thick blanket, was you imagination or did you feel Boss wrapping his arms around you?

Oh he just picked you up….you all bundled in your blanket…you felt like a newborn baby swaddled after birth. Warm, safe and loved….you snuggled against the brooding skeletons chest as he walked you out of your room.

You could hear the others having a conversation but….you didn’t care….you could hear cooing but you didn’t care….instead…your mind drifted back to the camping…

Sleeping in a tent curled up with the skeleton family, sharing s’mores and hot coco…

Your mind drifted into a dream…where all you could think about…was you…

And the loving skeletons who were always…and always would be at your side…

End.

[The ending was inspired by a drawing done by @mmhinman and again this is a reader insert dedicated to the @bonelyheartsclub ]

[salvador-daley]

Quarantine (Part 1)

Robert Sheehan x Reader

A young starlet finally lands what she hopes will be her big break. But first she has to endure two weeks locked up with her annoying co-star

CW: Smut, of course. Plus a lackadaisical attitude to airline safety protocols

The flight is a little delayed, so you wheel your Louis Vuitton case into the airport lounge and order a glass of champagne. You pick a table by the floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking the terminal concourse and pull out your book, trying to ignore that tight knot of nervous energy growing in your stomach. You hate flying and your anxiety only seems to get worse the more you do it. 

Is it too soon to take one of my pills? you think. Probably. The flight could be delayed even longer and then you’d only end up falling asleep in this armchair and missing it altogether. 

You’re so wrapped up in your thoughts that you barely register the tall man entering the lounge and sauntering towards your table, only fully becoming aware of his presence when he drops his slightly tatty leather rucksack at your feet. 

“Hello there!” he says brightly in an Irish accent, slumping into the seat opposite uninvited. “I believe we’re going to be working together soon.” 

You look up and see the familiar face of your new co-star smiling back at you. He’s wearing a designer duffle coat that could just as easily be from a charity shop and a slightly see-through sweater that appears to have been purchased from the womenswear section. You note that it bears several holes around the neckline. 

“Hey, it’s nice to meet you,” you say, extending your hand and introducing yourself.

“We’ve met before actually, at Nancy’s New Year party last year,” he says, shaking your hand, his various beaded bracelets jangling.

You smile at him blankly. You spent that entire party sucking up to a producer who would later tell you that you were “a little too provincial” for a part you wanted, whatever the fuck that means.

“Anyway,” he says after an awkward beat, “I’ll bet you’re looking forward to being locked up in quarantine when we get to the other end.”

“Oh, I dunno,” you sigh, “I think maybe two weeks of peace and quiet sounds pretty nice. I’m quite good at entertaining myself and it’ll hopefully give me a chance to look over the scripts again. What about you?” you ask.

“I’ve come prepared,” he says, opening his coat to display a dog-eared copy of the Bhagavad Gita poking out of his inside pocket.

“Hindu scripture,” you say, raising your eyebrows. “That is some hardcore reading material.”

He leans forward: “Oh, I’m sure it’s no less hardcore than…” he lifts your book away from the table to look at the cover, “Jackie Collins! Now that is hardcore,” he says, giving you a devilish look.

“Don’t take the piss,” you say, snatching the book off the table and shoving it in your bag. “It relaxes me, I’m a bad flyer.”

You lean back and cross your legs, catching him as he steals a glance at the strip of flesh between your thigh-high boots and your leather miniskirt.

“You’ve dressed for comfort, I see,” he says, using his eyebrows to indicate your outfit.

“I’m not about to end up on the front page of TMZ in my jogging bottoms,” you scoff.

He sighs and leans back in the chair, shoving a hand into the pocket of his... jogging bottoms.

“Not everyone can pull them off,” you add quickly.

He smiles, perhaps at your accidental double entendre.

“Oh, I’m sure you could,” he says.

****

“Welcome aboard, sir, you are in seat 3A,” says the flight attendant, tearing off the stub of his boarding pass. “And you are in seat 3F, madam,” she adds, tearing off yours.

“Oh well, we can wave at each other across the plane,” he says, giving you a wink as he heads inside.

As he takes his seat he actually does wave at you from across the plane, wiggling his fingers impishly. You wave back and attempt to smile underneath your face mask, but your nerves are getting the better of you now. You slip one of your pills beneath the mask and try to concentrate on staying calm, every whirr and click of the aircraft setting your teeth on edge. At least the seat next to you is empty. You couldn’t cope with being sat next to a snoring stranger for the next eight hours.

As the plane takes off, you close your eyes, gripping the armrests and concentrating on taking deep breaths. After a while, you become vaguely aware of the seatbelt light turning off in the cabin.

He drops into the empty seat next to you: “How are you holding up?”

“Not great,” you say, opening one eye to look at him. “My therapist told me to take deep breaths, but that’s easier said than done.”

“Excuse me, my love,” he says, stopping a passing member of the flight crew. “Do we have to wear these for the whole flight?” he asks, indicating his face mask.

“I’m afraid so, but you can remove it if you’re eating or drinking,” she replies.

“I guess we should order some drinks then,” he says.

****

As he talks, you catch yourself watching his lips and you subconsciously run your hand through your hair. You’re both several drinks deep now and you’ve lost track of how long you’ve been sat like this, heads together, talking in confidential tones in the darkness.

Every now and then he leans a little closer and that playful look in his green eyes causes your stomach to flip. Although I suppose that could just be the turbulence, you think.

This close, you can smell his coconut shampoo and hear the chinking of his various beads and trinkets as he ruffles his hair. When it’s your turn to talk, you catch him snatching glances at your lips, his smile travelling to his eyes as you swap funny stories about shared acquaintances.

“So have you always been a nervous flyer?” he asks, sipping his drink.

“No, I used to enjoy flying, but it’s just got worse over the years,” you say, your face beginning to warm from the effects of the alcohol. “Actually,” you say, leaning your head closer to his conspiratorially, “I’ve always had this thing…” You stop yourself, suddenly aware of how unguarded you’re being: “No, I can’t say.”

“Oh, go on, tell me,” he says, in a low voice, shifting his body towards you in his seat.

“No, I can’t,” you say, shaking your head and half-covering your eyes shyly with your hand. You must be a bit drunk, otherwise you wouldn’t even consider telling him this.

“Come on,” he begs, his eyes glinting in the dim light of the plane.

“Ok, fine,” you say, whispering now, “I’ve always wanted to…,” you pause as the flight attendant passes your seats, “I’ve always kinda wanted to do it on an aeroplane,” you say eventually, cringing at yourself.

His thick eyebrows rise immediately at the revelation and his face breaks into a wide smile.

“Really?” he says, excitedly.

He looks around the plane for a second, then turns to you again.

“Well, in completely unrelated news,” he says quietly, trailing his fingers along the flesh above the cuff of your boot, “I’m going to head to the toilet. I’ll be using that one right there, just in case you need to know for any reason,” he adds, pointing to the bathroom at the head of the plane.

He rises now, giving you a wink.

“You’re not serious?” you ask, in a hushed voice. But he only bobs his eyebrows in response as he opens the door and shuts it behind him. The light comes on above, indicating that it is occupied, and you just sit there, your heart racing in your chest now, blood rushing to your face.

You look around the plane. Only a couple of reading lights illuminate the cabin and most of the occupants are now asleep.

Oh my God, this is madness. You’re not actually considering this? You’ll be caught. You’ll be arrested. Imagine what the press will say.

You undo your seatbelt and step into the aisle, the pounding in your chest travelling to your ears.

This is crazy, you think, walking up to the toilet door. You rap quietly on it and for a second you wonder if perhaps this is some cruel prank he’s playing on you. How will you react when you call his bluff? I was only kidding, I’m not really going to shag you in an aeroplane toilet, mate. Haha, so funny.

He opens the door and pulls you inside, locking the door behind you.

“Thank God, for a second there I thought you were going to leave me hanging,” he says, pulling you close and connecting his mouth with yours.

One of his hands wraps in your hair while the other pushes your skirt up over your ass. He grabs it and pulls you even closer, pressing his erection against you. His kiss is intense, frenzied even, devouring you while his hands press your body into his.

The tiny room fills with the sound of heavy breathing as his mouth explores yours, then moves to your neck.

“Wait,” you whisper, catching your breath, “what if we get caught.”

He pulls away and looks at you: “I know, right?” he says, flashing you a wicked smile.

And then his lips are on yours again, his hands travelling underneath your clothes. He tears your sweater off over your head, diving his face between the lacy cups of your bra, grabbing you, biting your breast through the thin material.

Now his hand is travelling down, hitching your skirt around your waist, dipping beneath the waistband of your panties.

His lips meet your ear as his fingers circle your clit: “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since Nancy’s party,” he whispers, slipping his fingers inside you. He smiles: “Oh, you dirty bitch, you’re so fucking wet,” he says, finding your mouth again and wrapping his tongue around yours.

He lifts you up to perch you on the edge of the sink, fucking you with his fingers while his mouth roams around your neck, your collarbone, your chest.

It’s all happening so quickly you barely have time to find your breath, let alone think about what you’re doing.

You wrap one arm around him, plunging your hand into his soft curls, reaching down with your other hand to grasp his cock over his sweatpants. As you palpate him with your fingers, it only spurs him on.

“I can’t fucking wait to fuck you,” he says, pulling your head back by your hair and exposing your neck to his greedy mouth.

You place your foot on the lid of the toilet and drag his sweater over his head, pulling his torso close to yours.

“We have to be quick,” you hiss, conscious of the very real risk of being caught. Your heart pounds inside your chest, like a prisoner banging desperately against the bars of a cell.

You grab the waistband of his pants now, tugging them down roughly, freeing his cock. It springs into your hand, firm and eager.

He runs his hand up your leg: “I fucking love these boots,” he says into your ear, bringing his hand up your thigh and over your ass. With his other hand, he pulls your underwear to one side and enters you, filling you with his cock.

“Jesus, you feel so fucking good,” he growls in your ear, holding your body tightly to his as he begins to thrust inside you. You squeeze your eyes shut and bite your fist to silence yourself.

Fast, duelling breaths become the only sound inside the cubicle. You cling to his body and dig both fists into his hair, meanwhile his hands wrap around your ass, drawing you closer with every thrust.

You pull his face up and look into his eyes as you fuck each other, panting wordlessly. Then he kisses you again, his tongue searching for yours.

Your mind races: He’s fucking you in this bathroom and there’s dozens of people on the other side of the door. If you’re caught, you’ll be in so much trouble. The police will be called when you land, you’ll be handcuffed, everyone will know what you did…

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” you gasp, through clenched teeth, trying your best not to scream.

He groans and you feel him coming too, his fingers digging into your ass as he deepens his thrusts.

“Don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop,” you plead pitifully.

You claw at his back as your orgasm peaks, white hot adrenaline filling your veins. Every nerve in your body snaps and fizzes and you float thousands of feet above the earth, coming back down gently, like a falling feather, aided now by the gentle rocking of his hips.

You hold each other for a second, trying hard to regain your breath. Then the silence of the bathroom is broken by your laughter, then his, your bodies shaking together with liberating vibrations.

****

“You go first, give me a second to fix myself up,” you say as he pulls up his pants and slips his sweater back on, giving you one last furtive kiss before he unlocks the door and slips back into the cabin.

When you leave a minute or so later, you meet eyes with a glamorous older woman sitting in the seat nearest the bathroom, her eyebrow curling in the direction of the sky as she looks you up and down. You avert your eyes, feeling the blood rush to your face as you retake your seat.

He leans his head into yours: “I think the woman in 1E is onto us,” he whispers as you sink down beside him.

****

You lift your eye mask and see him sitting under the reading light, his head in his book.

“I can’t sleep,” you whine, sitting up in the reclining seat.

“Yeah, me neither, I gave up trying,” he replies.

“Do you want to watch a film?” you ask, offering him one of your headphones and adjusting the seat.

“Yeah, ok,” he says, closing his book and snuggling down under the blanket next to you.

You pick something at random, some vapid romcom that will ideally allow you to drift off for the last few hours of the flight.

“I auditioned for this part,” you tell him, your head resting on his chest. “Didn’t get it, obviously.”

“Really?” he says, lifting his chin slightly to look at you.

“Yeah, apparently the girl who got it was dating the director at the time,” you say, yawning.

“Well, you know what it’s like. It’s not what you know, but who you know, and who you’re willing to sleep with,” he says.

You snap your head up: “What the fuck does that mean?” you hiss at him, trying hard not to raise your voice.

“I didn’t mean you, obviously,” he says, fumbling for his words.

“You think I fucked someone to get this job?” you ask him, your eyes narrowing.

“No, no, I didn’t say that,” he says defensively.

“You think I fucked you for some ulterior motive?” you ask, sitting up in the seat now and glaring at him angrily.

“Well, Jesus, I hope not...” he says, his brow furrowing.

“I think you should go back to your seat now,” you say.

“I didn’t… I didn’t mean you,” he says, pleadingly. But you’re not listening. You throw two of your pills down your throat and pull your eye mask back over your face, rolling over in your seat with your back to him.

Stupid twat, you think.

He sighs loudly and rises from the seat.

“Touchy cow,” he mutters as he heads back to the other side of the plane.

****

“And here is the key to your suite. As you are spending the mandatory 14-day self-isolation period with us, please remember not to leave the room unless there is an emergency,” says the hotel receptionist as she scribbles quickly on your registration card.

“N-n-n-n-no,” you say, wagging your finger at the receptionist. “Not suite. Suites PLURAL. There should be two, one for him and one for me,” you say tetchily, indicating to him as he stands beside you at the desk.

The receptionist shrugs helplessly: “I don’t know what to tell you, madam. I’m only seeing a booking for one here on the system.”

“Well, check it again, there must be some mistake,” you say, irritation rising audibly in your voice.

“Madam, I don’t need to check it again, this is our last available room, I’m afraid,” she says.

You become aware of him turning towards you with a smirk, watching you with amusement as you feel your temper beginning to rise.

You plaster on a fake smile. You're not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing you lose your shit.

“No problem, I’ll just make a quick call and get this all straightened out,” you say through gritted teeth.

****

“I’m sorry, darling, but that’s the best the production company could come up with,” says Lynda, your agent, down the phone.

“Lynda, I’m a reasonable person, I can share a suite with someone, but why does it have to be with him?” you plead.

“What are you talking about? Everyone loves him, you’re the only person I know who has a problem with him.”

“He’s an arsehole, Lynda,” you say emphatically.

“Look, this job is a really big opportunity for you. I don’t want you to blow this by being… yourself.”

“What the hell does that mean?” you shriek down the phone.

“Darling, you know I love you, but you have to admit you can be a bit of a.. well, you know…”

“A bit of a what, Lynda?”

“A BIT OF A DIVA, ok? You can be a real spoiled brat sometimes and kind of a hothead. Just suck it up. It’s only two weeks. Just put on a smile and be nice.”

With that, she hangs up the phone, leaving you standing there in the hotel lobby, mouth agape, speechless, furious and frustrated.

****

“No luck?” he says with a smug grin, leaning against a pillar near the front desk.

“After careful consideration, I’ve decided that I am willing to let you share my suite, just to make things easier for everyone,” you say.

“How gracious of you,” he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I think so, yes,” you reply, snatching the key card from his hand and striding to the elevator.

“This is going to be a fun two weeks,” he mumbles, following you to the door.

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Truth or Dare

Day 11 is done!! Sorry this one’s kinda late to I was moving into my new house! Anywho, I hope you guys enjoy this lil one-sided reveal hehe. Lemme know what you think <3. 

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“Marinette, truth or dare?” Alya asked, the smirk present in her voice.

Marinette, Nino, Alya, and Adrien were all in her room as they all finally had free time to hang out. Luckily, they had all even been able to have a sleepover together. As it got later and later, however, they began to play more party games which had led her to be in the situation she was in now. 

Marinette gulped quietly, eyes darting over to Adrien’s smiling face before looking back at her best friend. Alya’s smirk grew even wider after she watched her reaction and Marinette squirmed uncomfortably. She knew exactly what her friend would do if she picked dare.

Her cheeks turning a bright red, she murmured, “Truth.”

Alya tsked as she rolled her eyes fondly. With a quiet laugh, she pouted and said, “You’re no fun, but fine.”

Marinette felt herself relax as she prepared herself for Alya’s question. Surely whatever it was couldn’t be as bad as making a fool of herself in front of Adrien. She couldn’t stop herself from grinning with that thought. Unfortunately for her, Alya’s eyes narrowed at the sight. 

“Alright, so Marinette, have you ever kissed anyone?” Her smug smirk appeared once again.

She opened her mouth before snapping it closed quickly. Ducking her head, she felt her face turn an even darker shade of red. Obviously, the best choice here was to say no, she hadn’t had her first kiss. But... that would be lying. She had kissed someone before. In fact, she had kissed the same person twice. To be fair, Marinette couldn’t exactly remember the second kiss but that didn’t mean it hadn’t happened.

Nibbling her lip, she mumbled, “Yes.”

“What?!” Alya shouted excitedly, “Who?! When?! How come you never told me?”

“U-um, that’s another four questions and I already answered my truth so it’s my turn,” Marinette turned to Nino, ignoring the looks everyone was giving her. “N-Nino, truth or dare?”

“Dare.” He grinned at her rather lazily.

She hummed, tapping her finger against her chin. “Hmm, I dare you... to beatbox for us, right now.”

Nino shrugged before starting off with a slow beat. Gradually, he picked up volume and speed, making everyone smile and nod their heads along to the music. Eventually, when he finished, they all clapped with a loud cheer and he gave a small bow of his head in acknowledgment. Opening his mouth to ask the next person a question, he was cut off by someone clearing their throat.

His eyes turned to Alya who was staring at him pointedly and his eyes lit up in recognition. Nino gave her a subtle smirk before asking, “Alya, truth or dare?”

“Dare. Come on babe, do you even need to ask?” She rolled her eyes.

Nino gave a quiet chuckle at her response. “Alright, I dare you to give me a kiss then.” 

Alya rolled her eyes even as she giggled quietly. Quickly, she leaned over to press a gentle kiss against her boyfriend’s lips. Adrien and Marinette both protested together loudly when neither of the two seemed to want to pull away from their kiss. 

“Gross!” Adrien scrunched his nose up in disgust even as he gave a quiet chuckle.

“Get a room!” Marinette threw a pillow at the two of them, which finally got them to pull apart as they laughed loudly. 

Alya stuck her tongue out at her best friend before a devilish smirk lit up her face. “Ok then, Marinette, truth or dare?” 

Shoot. This was a lose-lose situation. She could either say dare and get stuck having to either kiss Adrien or do something equally embarrassing. If she said truth, though, she’d have to reveal who she kissed. With a quiet groan, Marinette said, “Truth.”

Alya giggled mischievously. “Who did you share that kiss with, Marinette?”

Her heart thumped loudly in her chest. Of course, she had to lie. There was no way she could admit that Chat Noir was her first kiss. Alya would probably have a heart attack if she said that. Giggling nervously, her gaze darted to the side. “I-it was L-Luka, obviously.”

“Nope.” Alya shook her head smugly, “I talked to Juleka after your date and she said that your kiss got interrupted because of an akuma attack. Come on, Marinette, this is a game of truth or dare. There’s no need to lie here.” 

Marinette practically choked as Alya called her bluff. She had not expected that! What was she supposed to say now?! Her mind raced as she tried to come up with an answer of any other boy that might have kissed her. An answer never came to her, though, as all her thoughts had frozen up.

Tensing up, Marinette blurted out, “It was Chat Noir, ok?!”

“What?!” 

She had expected a loud outburst from Alya, but it was actually Adrien who looked the most shocked and shouted the loudest. Her eyes blinked in surprise as she stared at her crush who was looking back at her with his jaw practically touching the floor. 

Marinette turned a deep shade of red, snapping her gaze from him to gaze down at the floor. Carefully and nervously, she tucked a stray strand of hair back into her pigtails. Clearing her throat lightly, she said, “S-so, Adrien, truth or dare?”

“Nuh-uh, Marinette, you can’t just drop a bomb on us like that!” Alya shook her head frantically as she stared at her eagerly. “How did you manage to kiss one of Paris’ superheroes!?”

“Yeah, I’d like to know too,” Adrien chimed in, nodding his head as a small frown creased his brow.

Even Nino stared at her with interest as her flush turned even darker. Slapping her hands to her cheeks, Marinette tried to calm her racing heart. She couldn’t tell them the truth and explain that she had to save him from Dark Cupid. That would risk her identity and their safety. Oh, why had she ever agreed to this game?! At the very least, she should have just said no when Alya asked if she had her first kiss yet. 

Groaning quietly, Marinette turned to her best friend. “You remember Weredad right, Alya?”

“Mhm,” she nodded with a frustrated sigh. “I couldn’t get here fast enough to record anything for the Ladyblog.”

“Right, well...,” Marinette tapped her fingers together anxiously as she tried to come up with a lie that wouldn’t be too far from the truth, “That day, I-I um, confessed my feelings for Chat.”

Oh my god, what am I saying?! If I manage to fumble my way out of this, I am never playing Truth or Dare again. Why did I do this?! Alya’s going to know I’m lying, Marinette screamed at herself mentally. She wished she could tug harshly at her pigtails, scolding herself for ever mentioning the kiss in the first place.

“What?!” Alya stared at her in confusion. “Why would you...? I mean, I thought you only liked you-know-who.”

Alya’s gaze subtly darted to a suspiciously red-faced Adrien who looked like he just got hit by a truck. Frowning slightly at his reaction, Marinette shifted uncomfortably. With a nervous laugh, she said, “I-I do! Chat just appeared at the right moment at the right time! A-and really who doesn’t have at least a small crush on him?!”

Alya and Nino both nodded their heads at that. Adrien wheezed quietly and all of them looked over to stare at him. His mouth had fallen open as he blinked at all three of them. He then spoke up with a small stutter, “B-but aren’t you two dating?”

“Yeah, but it’s Chat Noir,” Nino laughed, “Besides, dude you must have a pretty big crush on him too. You always turn red whenever anyone so much as mentions him.” 

“I-I that’s not true!” Adrien protested even as his face turned darker.

Alya, Nino, and Marinette all burst into laughter at that. As Adrien continued to frown and pout at them, their laughs simply grew louder. Eventually, they straightened up and Marinette blew out a quiet breath of relief. It seemed like everyone had forgotten about her answer.

Just when she was about to suggest that they turn out the lights to try and get some sleep, Adrien’s voice spoke up, “But Marinette, you still haven’t answered the question. When did you kiss Chat Noir?”

Her face flushed as she snapped her gaze over to her crush. Surprisingly, he was staring at her with a determined glint in his green eyes. Why was he so interested in her answer? With a small frown, Marinette nibbled on her lip before murmuring shyly, “R-right. W-well, um, after I confessed my feelings, I may have given him a small kiss on the lips. Nothing happened though! W-we agreed that it’d be better that we remain friends, though! He is a superhero after all.” She rushed to clarify with a nervous giggle after Alya whistled loudly.

“Good for you, Marinette. I didn’t know you had that kind of confidence after seeing you stammer like a nervous chicken around your actual crush.” Alya snickered before giving her a sly wink.

Quickly, Marinette hushed her, shooting a pointed glance at Adrien. With a loud, awkward laugh, she then said, “Right! Well, I’m glad that’s cleared up now, I-I suppose we should all go to bed so we can get some sleep!”

“But Marinette, your story isn’t true. That didn’t actually happen.”

For the second time that day, Adrien’s voice cut into her pleas to get them to sleep. Her head whipped around to stare at him as he shook his head with a light frown. Feeling a brush of indignance brush through her, Marinette pursed her lips. He was right, of course. But he couldn’t possibly know that. Unless...

No! She shoved that distracting thought back into the corner of her mind like she usually did. If she began to think about that, she’d surely go insane. A tight smile forming across her face, Marinette said. “W-well, it did. Papa even got akumatized because of it. He saw the kiss and was surprised that we agreed to be only friends. That’s why the battle ended so soon, because Chat was already there.”

She turned to look at Alya who was nodding her head along to the lie. Phew, at least her best friend believed her. Relaxing slightly, Marinette turned to look at Adrien who was still staring at her in disbelief.

He shook his head once again before speaking, “Yeah, Chat Noir was there and all but you two didn’t kiss.”

Feeling a prickle of annoyance, Marinette pursed her lips before snapping slightly. “And just how do you know this, Adrien? You weren’t at the bakery when he got akumatized and like Alya said the battle was over too fast for anyone to get there.”

Immediately, he flushed as his eyes widened. His mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally chuckled nervously and said, “You’re right, Marinette. I don’t know why I said that. Also, you’re right about going to sleep now. I have a photoshoot in the morning.”

With that, Adrien flopped into his sleeping bag and pretended to snore. Marinette, Alya, and Nino all stared at him in bewilderment. Finally, Nino broke the tense atmosphere by shrugging and relaxing into his own sleeping bag. Giving Alya an awkward smile, Marinette stood up to go and turn off the light.

As she slipped into her covers, she shot one last glance at her partner’s tense rigid form. A slight smile tugged at her lips as she heard his fake snores. After that reaction, not even she could pretend anymore. Adrien was Chat Noir. 

Biting down hard on her lip, Marinette tossed around ideas about how to let him know that she knew. Finally relaxing when she realized that they had a patrol tomorrow and she could simply tell him then, her eyes slowly fluttered closed. Soon. Soon, I’ll tell him, she told herself as her smile grew ever wider.

[felikatze]

finished season 9 it didn’t make me nearly as insane as season 8 but i still really really liked it. ninjago has no right to be this good actually it feels weird.

first off my fav moments of this season were: jay’s mental break in the first two episodes, mystake fucking with dareth for no reason, and also cheering/hooting/hollering/etc “YO SICK SEASON 3 REFERENCE” throughout the entire later half of the lloyd v garmadon confrontation

onto Thoughts, in slightly more chronological fashion:

i loved both plots this season! the main four + wu in the first realm and lloyd with the resistance in ninjago city were both great! normally, with split plots, i tend to get invested in only one of them, so whenever it switches to the one i dont care about, i get super impatient to get back to the good one but none of that here!! both are good!!!

the two plots have a lot of parallels! the theme of leadership between garmadon and the iron baron, the main group being largely on the run, scrounging for allies, learning new skills, yadda yadda. the thematic parallels work well since the environments of the two settings are so vastly different. the first realm is kinda boring looking, and i don’t think that setting could carry a season by itself, so it’s good that. it doesn’t. yeah.

um my thoughts arent very structured hold on i gotta think. about my thoughts. putting them into words is hard but if i dont they’ll rot and i don’t want mold in my brain

ok first of all let’s talk abt characters instead of actually going chronologically.

mystake! she was. incredible. she’s so fucking funny. in previous seasons she was just Mad All The Time and a plot device so it’s super cool to see her fleshed out. her being an oni explains how she gets all those weird fucking teas, i think. and how she’s buddy buddy with wu (even if she yells at him a lot). She’s like a funnier version of Wu. you get the cryptic wisdom, and if you don’t heed it, she gives you violent dirrhea. i dont know how to spell it and i’m not going to google it. brown ninja, in fucking deed. rip dareth.

loved when she Unveiled Her True Form and just went ham on garmadon also. this old woman is down to fight. she’s just here for a good time. she’s amazing and i adore her.

skylor! she’s always good! i’m right! her scene in season 5? great! season 6? amazing! here? INCREDIBLE. i love her always but i adore with how the show actually remembered her powers this time and used it in such fun ways. combining powers for camoflague was GREAT i loved that scene. i really liked the plan lloyd hatched to have skylor yoink garmadon’s power to control the giant stone guy, and it backfiring feels logical. like, she stole the power of a demigod. it’s kind of amazing she’s alive.

that plan in general was great fun with the gang kidnapping harumi, taking good advantadge of both mystake’s and skylor’s abilities. again, mystake is a riot, when pretending to be harumi, too. twas rlly good. even if it failed!

character wise i liked skylor too bcuz season 4 parallels. she’s the one kickstarting the resistance, consisting of the elemantal masters introduced in season 4, whereas in that season, she was a traitor to it. it’s clever. she’s scrappy, too, making use of her restaurant and the trash heap for a variety of things. skylor ily thanks.

cole n wu were fun i think. i snorted when cole in disguise mode introduced wu as his son. having the dangerbuff bluff actually work was a great continuation of a joke from season 8 and a great source of humor in the early episodes. generally a lot of good jokes in the early half because that’s when everyone’s Down In The Fucking Pits (sometimes literal pits) and this season has a hopeful swing to it that necessitates relieving the tension set by s8 somewhat.

generally i liked how wu n the ninja worked together. season 7 set wu up to be like, actually fallible. fallable? fail-able. english. it shows growth for the ninja while playing into wu’s current arc for them to be the ones teaching him lessons that he takes to heart both in his final interaction with the iron baron and his fight against garmadon. “did you use my words against me?” “they were my words first” time is a flat circle it’s fun. Wu Has Learned The Power Of Lying And Violence.

as mentioned in the beginning i thought jay’s mental breakdown in the first 2 episodes was funny as hell i gotta mention it again. season 6 said jay anxiety disorder rights and when you get sent to another dimension apparently set in some sort of mad max / how to train your dragon fusion parody and you’re This Close to starving, anxiety just Loops around to being calm again. only when things look a bit up and then down again to emotions re-emerge. I’ve experienced this before every single exam i’ve had in high school.

OKAY NEXT (i swear jay’s not becoming my fav of the og four i swear he’s not [grits teeth]) nya and pixal. women. i feel they were a bit under utilized this season esp pixal and misako getting arrested halfway through. nya had good scenes esp fight scenes aand uhh. yeah. they were mostly there to help out lloyd which WAS cool but also kinda sucked. do you understand me. do you.

moving on to lloyd. great amazing arc this season, Smooth Continuation of his season 7 arc. kinda feels like Ninjago Movie..... 2!!!! in the “the real power was inside us all along” which like Works but i dunno. ANYWAY. i like how he started out kinda Super Insecure despite his dramatic in the season 8 finale because Shit Sucks at the start of the season. as stated before the entire season is an upswing whereas season 8 was a downward spiral, so lloyd got to climb out. it’s Cool to yoink his powers since the whole green ninja destiny shit was so important in the past and he has to get a solid sense of self outside of that. i enjoyed the scene where the gang break into the Big Tower and hijack ultra violet’s tv show and the whole “finding your voice” thing. again natural continuation of season 7 of lloyd as a leader and him trying to inspire others is nice. plays into well with the teamwork themes mainly shown through wu, with how lloyd still needs the help of everyone else in the resistance, like the same scene where harumi plays lloyd’s epic pwnage from season 8 on a screen and he falls silent on live tv until nya tries to get rid of it.

lloyd as a good leader also works super well as a contrast to both the iron dragon n harumi and garmadon since those groups are. Falling Apart Live. i’ll get into this later kk.

SPEAKING OF harumi. super happy i called early on harumi yoinking garmadon as her own dad because that’s like. goddd. you wanna kill me with this shit ninjago you really want to hurt me this time. at first harumi gets a bit of just deserts when garmadon almost kills her with his new powers (hello star wars much. did you know this is a star wars reference. do you.) and she’s like Afraid For Her Life. and then mister e fucking DIES bye. but THEN the scene where she offers garmadon her sword happens and she’s like Ready To Die but he just holds the sword next to her shoulder like those pledges of knighthood? yeah. it’s kind of fucked up since harumi has so many parental issues and has probably been projecting that on garmadon for YEARS at this point and garmadon is kind of a shambling corpse who’s. not doing too hot mentally either. scrampled eggs up there.

harumi makes me insane actually cuz i am SO HAPPY when in episode 9 when the skylor and garmadon fight over the stone monster she Realizes She Fucked Up. like YEAH it’s super On The Nose when she runs into the building and she sees parents trying to shove their son into a full elevator and she only hears her own voice in the screaming. again SIMPLE BUT EFFECTIVE, since the show makes a big show (badum tsch) of showing (i’m not good at words today) of civilians running from the stone monster and my first thought was “i bet some people died down there” and then harumi saves the family and she just Stares In Horror at the stone monster as it stumbles, toppling buildings. The foundation shakes under her because her foundation has shattered and she sees for the first time that she never got revenge for anything, that she’s the bad guy here, that she’s enacting the fate she rued upon others, innocents. harumi makes me kinda insane.

fucked up additonally how garmadon goes off the shits once harumi dies (this is a fake-out death i feel it in my heart they dont have the guts to end it like this) bcuz it reminds me a LOT of how garamdon was for lloyd in season 1. the harumi garmadon dynamic makes me sick in a good way.

didnt mention this last time but sometimes i’m sad this IS a lego show bcuz garmadon just casually has some ribs sticking out which is never addressed like he IS a shambling corpse. could’ve been a lot of horror in that but you don’t even notice much since it’s a flat texture. his blood is Purble.

mentioned s1 parallels with harumi buuut like i mentioned in the beginning i wanted to scream holler yell yodel whatever when lloyd turned the tables on garmadon by Not Fighting. FIRST OF ALL this is a big turning point for lloyd since he’s been hyping himself up to fight his dad all season and he Hates doing that generally (hi season 2) BUT ALSO BECAUSE. HE LEARNED THAT FROM GARMADON. THAT’S SO GOOD. remember season 3???? DO YOU REMEMER SEASON 3???? I DO!!! I DOOO!!!!!!!!! the art of the silent fist or whatever. THAT’S SO GOOD OK. garmadon’s brief bout of pacifism returns to kick him in the ass and it’s like. symbolically. think abt it. lloyd’s had to accept that the father he loves is essentially dead but he still has the memories. he still has what he learned. the time he’s spent with his father doesn’t suddenly vanish. it’s sweet. AND garmadon who’s been trying hard to ignore and suppress his past basically disowning lloyd getting his ass handed to him by his own lessons, by who he used to be. ninjago don’t do this to me i’m already mentally ill.

i’m done talking abt single characters time to talk abt factions.

the resistance and the elemetal masters. liked them. i always like it when side characters come back for some reason and it added to the hopeful atmosphere of the season and the “you’re never alone” message. karlof great. yeah. even if they all got arrested partway through i liked having a couple more scenes for these bozos.

i mentioned lloyd being a good leader is a parallel so like. i love how the two villain factions of this season kinda shot themselves in the foot with their whole “rule through fear” thing because it stops working when people stop being afraid of you.

the existence of the dragon hunters kind of baffles me. did not expect the Mystical First Realm to have Just Some Guys in it. they don’t look human which i like. weird ashen skin in yellow lego land and glaring red eyes that make me question why Faith Specifically has one regular lego eye. who is she. good visual storytelling how they all have various scars. i think they may be a cult, a little bit.

it’s a really good setup for the iron baron to have the plot twist be that the oni are just. Gone. and how you can’t build trust on lies n shit. the main bozos for the dragon hunters were distinct enough but i’ve forgotten all their names by now. I liked Faith even if the name puns this season could be. less. (take a shot every time they say some variation of “have faith”.) like again how the dragon hunters fell apart as a threat once their teamwork started flagging was great and they’re visually distinct. 

again parallels yadda yadda the sons of garmadon lowkey fell apart in a similar way. the main general guys started being Afraid of garmadon and only harumi had his respect and you could tell.  ultra violet’s tv show was kinda funny as hell. reminds me of when jay was a tv show host both of them are twitch streamers.

I HAVE probably more things to say but i’ve run out of word juice so this is all. k. yeah. this season was good. nice payoff on buildups from season 8 and it just felt good to watch. again hopeful swing hopeful message. the season 8 finale was the darkest hour and it has passed. everything can be rebuilt, no matter how dire the situation is. it can always get better, if you believe it will. it’s nice.

[one-boring-person]

May I request Reader x Dwayne(Lost Boys) snow day in Santa Carla? It can be snowball fight or sledding or making snow angels with Laddie. Pure tooth aching pre Christmas fluff! Thank you so much! ^_^

Of course! I hope you like it, and thank you for requesting!😊💛💛

What's A Snow Angel?

Dwayne (The Lost Boys) x reader

Warnings: none

Masterlist

Edited By: @jawline-of-steel

Playing with snow is a whole lot of fun - hundreds of people will agree with that. It might be cold, wet and obstructive as hell, but it provides a tonne of entertainment for many people, especially those who never quite lost that childlike joy that many people grow out of with the onslaught of adult tasks that must be done on a daily basis. 

From the first day of snowfall, one only has to walk down one road and already there are a variety of different creations and sculptures lining the driveways, some more refined than others, but all made in the same spirit.

Messing around in snow in the dark, however, is a totally different ball game.

I laugh loudly as I once again duck behind the snowman we've built, narrowly avoiding a well-aimed snowball as it smashes into the sculpture's head, the sound lump of snow threatening to topple off from the impact. Grinning to myself, I bend down and roll my own projectile, straightening and squinting through the darkness to find my targets. I am only just able to see the edge of the Bluff through the languidly falling snowflakes that surround us, the white makeshift barricade signifying exactly where they are. Taking aim, I wind my arm back and throw the ball in my hand, swiftly crouching back down again to avoid any return-fire, cheering out loud as I hear the sound of Dwayne getting a face-full of snow.

"You'll pay for that!" The vampire calls back, though I can hear the laughter in his tone. Laddie giggles cheerfully along with him.

"Make me!" I respond, throwing another snowball at the barricade across from me, patting out my snow-ridden gloves to keep my hands from getting too cold, though it has already set in a little.

"Oh, we will!" He promises ominously, a couple of snowballs flying back at me, one of which hits me in the back of the neck, making me gasp from both the impact and shock of the sudden coldness surrounding the spot. Shaking myself off, I respond in turn, but not before calling out a couple of jibes at them.

"Is that the best you've got? Come on!" I shout at them, chuckling as I get no reply, knowing full well that they are up to something. 

Staying crouched down, I watch the barricade carefully, frowning as nothing happens for a little while, neither of the two making any move to retaliate to my statements.

"Given up, have you?" I call out to them, hoping to hear a reply, wiping some snow from my brow as I squint through the darkness.

A cough interrupts me, making me spin on my heel. I find nothing, only an empty expanse of darkness and snow, becoming confused when I hear the coughing again. Turning again, I survey my surroundings once more, completely forgetting the one more obvious choice for a vampire and his adopted son.

"Up here!" Laddie laughs, waving down at me from Dwayne's back as he hovers over me, having finally gotten my attention. The vampire smirks as I roll my eyes and put my hands on my hips.

"That's cheating, you two! I can't do that-" I am cut off by the sudden presence of a snowball landing on my face, the soft projectile exploding all over my skin as I stumble backwards, falling into our snowman. Flailing about, I struggle on my back for a few minutes, at which point the two decide to bombard me with at least another five snowballs that I had not seen before, practically pinning me to the floor from the onslaught, until they eventually run out and I manage to roll onto my front, holding up a hand in surrender.

"Ok, ok! You two win!" I submit, trying to shake myself off as the snow starts to fall down the back of my coat and into my shirt, making me shiver uncomfortably.

Cheering, Dwayne and Laddie drop back to the floor, helping me upright again as I smile and shake their hands in mock courtesy, giving the tall vampire a quick kiss on the cheek before he can move away again. As I pull away, however, an idea comes to mind. Without warning, I grab Dwayne's hand and fall backwards, taking him with me as I drop onto the thick layer of snow behind me. Surprised, he tumbles onto his back, landing spread-eagled with me, a low huff escaping him as he connects with the ground, his hair now sprawled across the white background just as his body is. 

"What are you doing?" He questions, laughing as I hold him down with the hand on his arm, a grin on my face.

"Laddie, come here a sec." I call out to the small boy, encouraging him with my free hand.

As he nears, I grab him and pull him down with us, the half-vampire squealing as he hits the snow, the sensation still cold to him, even if the sensation is muted. 

"Hey! What'd you do that for?!" He exclaims loudly, instantly moving to get back up again.

"So we can make snow angels, of course! Come on, it'll be fun!" I reveal, turning my head to look at Dwayne again, who is smiling at my excitement.

"What's a snow angel?" Laddie asks, looking at me in confusion.

"A snow angel? It's when you lie like this on the floor," I spread my arms and legs into a star shape, watching as he does the same, "And then move your arms and legs like this."

I drag my limbs in the according movements, marking out the shape of an angel into the powdery snow around me, Laddie copying me as well as he can. Looking over at Dwayne, I laugh as I find him doing the same, his hand reaching out to take mine so that our angels can be joined together, his mouth drawn into a broad grin, the vampire clearly very happy. 

After a little while, we stand up, turning to admire our masterpiece. The marks are clear enough, but are filling fast from the presence of falling fresh snow. 

"That looks kinda cool!" Laddie says, grinning up at me, "I'm gonna go do another one!" 

The little boy runs off to another patch of untouched snow and drops down into it, repeating the process again.

Whilst Laddie is distracted, Dwayne takes the opportunity to pull me into his arms and press a kiss to my lips. His skin is just as cold as the air around me, though the sensation is much more comforting. Smiling into the kiss, I lift my arms and weave my gloved fingers through his hair, pulling ever so slightly on the long strands, trying to get as close to him as possible, a small groan escaping me when he wraps his hands around my waist and presses us together. Drawing back slightly, he leans his forehead against mine, eyes fixed on my own as he speaks.

"You're freezing, (Y/n)." 

I chuckle at his words, rolling my eyes.

"So are you, Dwayne." 

The two of us laugh, knowing full well that the reason for this is not the snow, our faces lighting up even in the darkness.

We don't stay like this for long, though. A snowball to the back of Dwayne's head interrupts us again, the two of us turning to find Laddie standing there with a grin on his face, still holding another projectile, ready to launch at us. Snow has long since made his hair go wet and straggly, the strands hanging into his face from under his bobble hat, his pale skin making this particularly noticeable now in the dim light around us.

"Oops." Is all he says, giggling to himself as we look at each other, a smirk coming onto our faces.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now!" Dwayne warns, jokingly scooping up some snow and throwing it at the small boy, who immediately runs away again, laughing loudly as the vampire gives chase. 

[yesvaldemarharder]

Do you write fluff too? Can I request the courtiers reacting to reader kissing their hands when they meet? UwU

Yesss!~ I gotchu babe!~ I love fluff with these basterds uwu.

EDIT: I JUST realized that you said “when they meet”. I’m at Valdemar just realizing that FML. I hope this is still ok with you... I can rewrite it with them first meeting you if you want you’ll just have to comment or whatever lol.

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Volta

You’re kinda sudden with it because catching Volta off guard with something cute makes her blush oh so nicely and squeal.

You watch her gobble up her food clearly happy with the taste but then again is there any taste she doesn’t like? You shrug at the thought before going back to watching her.

She doesn’t look up until she realizes you’re taking a while to eat. She looks at you with those curious eyes and puffy cheeks. She takes the time to swallow her food before speaking.

“Is something wrong love? Do you not like the food?” She asked and now there’s a bit of a worried tone as she reaches over to pluck a chocolate covered strawberry off your plate as if to try feeding you. Something she has done a couple times but as you watch her hum at the fruit you can tell she’s contemplating on stuffing it in her mouth instead of yours.

You smooth, catching her hand before before she can hold the fruit in her small hand. Your fingers lace in her’s and without a second to waste you lay a loving kiss along her knuckles.

“It’s nothing darling, you’re simply so cute. I can’t help but watch you.” You grin. Oh the blush that covers her face in less the 0.2 seconds. There’s a loud squeal and you know servants hear it because who wouldn’t?

It doesn’t take long for her trying to climb into your lap. “Oh (y/n)!” She squeals as she tried to press loving kisses all over your face as you giggle.

She loves the hand kisses, as well as the forehead kisses and the nose kisses and literally any other kiss. As long as I comes from you she’s happy.

Vlastomil

Vlastomil is much like Volta but then again he doesn’t expect such actions so sometimes he seems shocked to receive them.

Vlastomil is actually busy and when you two run into each other he always greets you first. He’s excited whenever you’re around and he can’t help but come up to you whenever you both have time.

Today you both seem to have time and thanks to that you’re laying outside with him in a patch of shady grass and Wriggler runs around enjoying the nice breeze. In the time of you dating Vlastomil you have noticed he rants a bit but it’s definitely fine, you can’t help but find it cute.

If he isn’t talking about you guy’s favorite worm or what happened at the palace then he’s talking about you. He talks about you in such loving ways that sometimes you can’t help but blush brightly or laugh.

He’s definitely a ‘nerd’ and usually you surprise attacks happens when he’s working at his desk at night in your shared room. He works a lot and you get pouty about it after a while.

His back is to you and you walk up behind him dressed in night clothes wishing for cuddles. While you could just tell him to get in bed, there’s nothing wrong with playing with him a little. Your chest pressed against his back and the hand that’s holding a pen stops for a moment as you smile.

“Y/n? Is something the matter? Can I help you?” He asks already confused but you say nothing. As you reach down you lace your fingers in his hand and with awe he lets you pull his hand up to your lips where you lay a kiss on each part of his boney knuckle.

He’s blushing now and he blinks owlishly before his eyes fall lidded watching how carefully you press kisses against his skin. He doesn’t speak until your down. Opening your eyes which you hadn’t realized you closed until now.

“Please get in bed my love.. it’s lonely without you.” You hum and he nods. Such a good boy he is..~

“Of course” he chuckled as you freed his hand to where he puts all his things away before getting out of his chair as you lead the way back to bed where the two of you can cuddle for the rest of the night.

Valerius

Valerius would love to not go to these masquerades.. there’s far too much noise and while he drink quite a bit of wine of a daily basis there’s far too many people who simply can’t hold their alcohol. The poor fools.

The only reason he’s still seated in his chair is because one, he’d be annoyed to leave now and miss something interesting and two, you. You’re here. Right next to him seeming as if you’re having quite a bit of fun listening to the music and chatting with a man next to you.

Wait.. a man next to you? He looks past you to the other and the annoyance he’s producing catches both of your attention. Valerius isn’t one to admit he’s jealous.. he wouldn’t even call it jealousy just protectiveness. Valerius also isn’t one to be the first to give hugs or kiss, especially not in public.

It bothers you sometimes but it’s understandable as well. The man grows uncomfortable, as he should, and Valerius doesn’t take his hard glare away from him until he’s out of view and once he is Valerius looks away as if nothing happened.

You have to admit, while Valerius is a bit of a tsudere you do like it when he silently interferes like that. It shows that he does care a great deal for you. While you are a little confused as to why he did that you can’t help but smile at him.

His hand is crossed over his chest but it doesn’t stop you from reach over and taking it. He pauses and looks at you, pulling the lip of the glass away from his lips. “What are you doing?” He asked with a huff and you shush him. “You know you like it..” you counter.

It’s true, behind closed doors Valerius loves holding you against him, hugging and kissing you skin but as always he won’t admit that. He lets you hold his hand looking away for a second only to look back as you pulling it closer until you can lay a kiss on his skin.

He blushes deeply but if you ask about it he’ll just say it’s the wine but you both know the real answer..

Vulgora

Vulgora doesn’t back down to anything.. ok but if you catch them at the right time or bluff enough maybe they will but that isn’t the point right now.

They’re irritated, which isn’t knew but whenever they are people usually call on you to straighten them up. If angry and you show up almost immediately they’ll calm down a bit, still irritated but not as much as they had been before you showed up.

“Darling? What’s wrong?” You’ll ask as you approach them and with a frustrated hiss they’ll fall back into a chair like a child ready to throw a fiery tantrum. Literally..

“It’s so annoying! Irritating! Frustrating! It’s like you humans run on pecans for brains! What’s wrong with you all?” They ramble as you sigh. At the beginning on your relationship their words would have hurt you but after a while you’ve learned that they don’t consider you the same as those people.

You look almost sympathetic. You agree many people are those things but you’d rather calm them than agree with them and risk tossing oil in the small flame. You come over and they look up at you lifting a brow only for their eyes to widen as you climb into their lap.

“What are you doing?” They asked almost sounding a little frightened. Vulgora May be rather blunt but you realized a while ago that you still have to be careful with them in things like this. You are once of their first partners in a very long time.

You take their hand and with a smile and hum you press a kiss against them. The gauntlet is off because while they did prefer wearing them sometimes they could be caught without them. (Suddenly have the need to do hand headcanons..)

They watch you in silence, the redness on their cheeks gets redder Android we’re sure that if you asked about it they’d tell you to shut it before they push you off of them. Vulgora is a blushing mess at this point before they carefully wave you off.

“Stop that..” they huffed, their free hand wrapping around you to keep you against them while you giggle against them.

“Ok ok, no need to be grumpy.~” you reply nuzzling against them. They’re much calmer now and while you both have work to do they can spend a couple minutes with you before you both have to separate.

Valdemar

PDA isn’t really something Valdemar is too keen on. Mainly when it comes to you doing it to them and not vice versa. They’re like a cat, they can touch you but you can’t touch them. Deal with it. Behind closed doors though it doesn’t matter all that much.

Valdemar is working hard like always, sitting behind their desk working on papers and things like that.

You don’t even have to knock because you’re special and they never get tired of having you around unlike how they do when the other courtiers are around or people in general. You’re welcomed.

You huff at them, patients are gone and other doctors as well as yourself have cleaned up so all you want to do now is go back to their manor and rest. Of course you should have expected them to be still here and still working but seeing how they didn’t even look up from their work made you sigh.

“Valdemar dear?” You start off already making your way over to them. You might have to encourage them into dropping their work and giving up for the night.

“Yes my little magician?” They reply only now taking the time to actually look at you. You’re quite visibly tired and it’s only when they see that do they hesitate on continuing their work. While Valdemar themselves don’t sleep too often they knew you needed to.

You continue to approach until they shift a little and now there’s room for you. Without a moments hesitation you’re in their lap, back to them to which they sigh. “Y/n.. I’m busy right now..” they start but even so they pull one of their hands to wrap around your waist pulling you closer before they slide their head between the space of your neck and shoulder.

Before you two had gotten too physical sitting in their lap or taking in your scent like they were doing right now would make Valdemar tingle all over. As if being itchy.. now however they couldn’t help but sigh a little in relief and hold you closer. “You’re always busy..” you reply with a bit of attitude to which they hum. You definitely had a point there..

Your hand finds their free one and willingly they let the pen they’ve been holding fall from between their fingers. Today definitely has been a long day.. well honestly it’s been a long week. Both of you needed each other. You sense the energy and with a tired smile you tilt your head giving them more access to your smooth skin to which they start leaving light kiss. You squeezed their hand and they squeezed back before you guide their hand to your lips.

You can feel their lips form a smile against you skin as you press a sweet kiss against their knuckles. They’re so soft for you.. some of the other doctors have noticed it but never bring it up knowing Valdemar will either scold them or act like they don’t know what they were talking about. You hummed softly as their eyes fell shut and they kissed you skin again. “Ok.. let’s head home shall we?” They’ll mumble against you to which you nod.

Finally.~

Now I know it’s not like the request asked for since I’m slow BUUUUT I hope y’all liked the fluff!

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

Divine duo part 1

Rex had woken up full of energy, because today was a special day. He and his wife were going to visit another universe's chaldea, specifically Faye's. They had to get ready soon, they were spending the morning there then bringing Faye and her girlfriend Ereshkigal to their chaldea. They had been planning this for a bit, both pairs were excited.

They had to wait for the opportunity tho, since they were messing with the multiverse itself things had to be just right. The two Da Vincis and Sions needed to make sure there were absolutely no problems whatsoever, because otherwise the risks could be too great. Just the other day the two groups were finally able to coordinate a good day to do it and now it was that day.

Rex and Quetz went to the control room to prepare to go to the other chaldea. Da Vinci and Sion were in contact with their counterparts to make sure things go well.

Sion: ok you two! Ready?

Rex: yeah!

Quetz: si!

Da Vinci: ok, sending you in! I'm 3... 2... 1!

And while in their coffins Rex and Quetz are sent into the other chaldea to meet up with Faye and Eresh.

It's dark for a short while then everything lights up. Rex and Quetz found themselves in the other control room with Faye and Eresh standing not too far.

Faye: hey you two!

Eresh: good to see you again!

Rex: heyyo!

Quetz: so far everything's the same as ours.

Faye: I mean, I doubt much can be changed with just a different master.

Rex: do not doubt the influence we can have on our chaldeas.

Eresh: you probably have more influence on your chaldea then Faye does.

Faye: so where to first?

Rex: cafeteria! I'm starving! Haven't eaten at all yet!

The group goes to the cafeteria and sat down at a table together. Each master sat next to their respective partner servant while face to face to each other. Faye and Ereshkigal had relatively normal meals for their breakfast. Meanwhile Rex and Quetz had huge meals both with a big stack of pancakes.

Faye: my, you two are healthy eaters.

Rex: well we train for lucha a lot so we need the energy.

Quetz: si! Can't have mi amor tire out on me while training!

Eresh: oh you like lucha too Rex?

Rex: well not at first, but Quetz got me into it! I'm training to be her lucha partner one day!

Faye: oh that sounds so fun! A huband/wife lucha duo!

Quetz: si! We actually did have one match together before!

Eresh: really?!

Rex: yeah... in the final match-up for the last Christmas Quetz's original partner Bradamante couldn't fight because of an injury but because it was the final match-up they let me sub for her!

Faye: what?! She got injured?!

Rex: yeah... I imagine things went differently for you then.

Eresh: yeah, in fact at the last moment Bradamante had became like this super Santa I think? And had defeated the other Quetz in the end.

Quetz: oh! That's very different!

Faye: how did you manage to fight the other Quetz?! She was Quetz's more violent bits so how did you even survive?!

Rex: it's still Quetz tho! She loves me no matter what! She couldn't actually give it her all against me!

Quetz: si! Even when training I don't want to hurt mi amor too much! I love him too much to see him injured, especially by my own hands.

Eresh: so it was like the power of love basically!

Rex: yeah! It was hard for me to fight her too tho, since it's still Quetz but since I needed to beat her to make Quetz whole again I managed to defeat her in the end.

Faye: aaawww! It really was the power of love! And lucha.

Rex: yeah! Honestly tho it didn't feel like THE match for us. Y'know what I mean? Like... since our opponent didn't give it her all and didn't have a proper partner it wasn't the right match-up for us.

Eresh: it's not the perfect match for your husband/wife team?

Quetz: si... and mi amor wasn't fully prepared for lucha. He still needs more training. I don't know if we would've been able to win if she went all out honestly.

Rex: yeah... I'm still training.

Faye: I'm sure you'll get there one day! And I'd love to see that perfect husband/wife match-up when it finally happens!

Rex: yeah, but that's enough about us! What have you two been up to?!

Faye: actually not long ago we had another double date with a different universes' master and servant pair!

Quetz: oh! Who was it?!

Eresh: it was Maya and Helena.

Rex: ah, lil miss horny. Did she convince you to do anything risqué?

Faye: yeah... we played a game of strip poker.

Quetz: strip poker?! How'd that go?!

Eresh: she was trouncing us! She always saw through our bluffs! I ended up naked first! It was so embarrassing!

Rex: oof! That sounds like hell.

Faye: it wasn't so bad...

Quetz: well we'd never agree to such a game!

Rex: yeah! Only I get to see mi corazon's body!

Quetz: si! And mi amor's body is for my eyes only!

Faye: that's nice to hear!

After a bit the pairs finished their meals and so the tour could start proper.

Rex: so what do you wanna show us first?

Faye: oh I know! Let me show you my goddess' place of worship!?

Rex: oh you got one too!?

Faye: yeah! She's a goddess after all so she needs a temple!

Eresh: but Faye you only gave me one. That line of reasoning implies places for the others.

Faye: I mean... you're my goddess so you deserve it the most!

Rex: yeah, same thing in my chaldea. I've got a huge room dedicated just to Quetz! But she deserves it the most!

Quetz: mi amor! You're making me blush!

Quetz then proceeded to take Rex's face in her hands and give him a kiss. Which had the other pair turn a bit red.

While on the way to the temple of Ereshkigal the four ended up meeting a very interesting individual.

Irkalla: oh my! Is this the other master you mentioned Faye?

Faye: yeah this is Rex and his version of Quetzalcoatl.

The other death goddess eyed the new pair a bit. Despite her looks she had a very different vibe to her when compared to her counterpart. She definitely felt more intimidating then Ereshkigal.

Irkalla: hmmm, interesting. Not really sure what Quetzalcoatl sees in him tho. I've seen better.

Quetz didn't like that, but instead of attacking her she just flashed her signature toothy grin and said a few words.

Quetz: now what's wrong with mi amor?

All of a sudden Irkalla got nervous. Not as much as Eresh would've but you could tell she didn't want to deal with the lucha goddess.

Irkalla: er... anyways I've got to go. See you later Faye.

Faye: seeya! Huh... never seen her like that before.

Eresh: Quetzalcoatl is a very scary woman. I got nervous when she made that face.

Quetz: ehehehehe, well I don't like people being rude to mi amor.

Rex: it's hard to believe she's also Ereshkigal.

Faye: are the other Quetzes closer to the original?

Rex: well... mostly? Hard to say without them here.

After a bit of time they were in Eresh's temple room.

Rex: impressive!

Quetz: si! It seems perfect for Ereshkigal!

Faye: thanks! Only the best my goddess!

Eresh, turning red: yeah, it's pretty great.

Then all of a sudden a familar voice is heard.

???: hello?! Is the other master here?

And in came someone else, it was the Quetzalcoatl of Faye's chaldea.

Faye: oh hey! What are you doing here?

Other Quetz: I wanted to see the other master, and I figured you'd bring him here.

The other Quetz came up to the group and looked at Rex.

Other Quetz: my what a cute lil master! I almost want him to take me back with him!

Faye: woah! I dunno if we can do that!

Rex: what would you do if my Eresh said the same?

Faye: uuuuhhh...

Faye was turning red with the question.

Rex: because I'd trade!

Faye: wait! You can't just say that! You already have like 5 of her!

Rex: you don't want 3 Ereshes?

Faye: pls! Let's drop the topic for now!

Rex: fine...

Eresh: Quetzalcoatl, how come you don't seem angry like normal?

Quetz: I think I'm getting used to other me's loving mi amor. At least it makes sense.

Eresh: that's kinda concerning.

Quetz: si...

After a bit it was almost lunch time, which meant it was time to switch chaldeas. The group headed towards the control room to go to Rex's chaldea. They got into the coffins to head to their destination.

Sion: ok! Just like before! 3... 2... 1!

A/N: ok! There's part 1 of this RexCoatl/FayEresh crossover! Next time it's my chaldea's turn! And Faye will meet all the other Quetzes and so on. Hope you guys like it!

Credit to @hasereshdoneanythingwrong for letting me use their beautiful ship! Hope it's accurate!

Tags

@hasishtardoneanythingwrong @haspaulbunyandoneanythingwrong @hasabbydoneanythingwrong @hasbbdoneanythingwrong @haskamadoneanythingwrong @hasnightingaledoneanythingwrong @hasspartacusdoneanythingwrong @castlecsejtespeakertechnician @renmeo @kierakaz @valiantstrawberrymilk

[winryofresembool]

Caleo fic: It’s all about the name

Chapter 5

Summary: Calypso is a barista at a coffee shop and one day she gets a customer who refuses to give her his real name. At first he seems really annoying but eventually Calypso finds out not all is what it looks like on the surface. (Coffee shop AU!)

a/n: OK, I lied about this being the final chapter (no one is surprised). I decided it'd be better to split the final part into two because it was getting pretty long and I didn't want to rush it, so here we go. At least we'll get some answers in this chapter :'D The 'epilogue' will be posted soon, hopefully tomorrow already or on Tuesday the latest so stay tuned for that!

Hope you guys enjoy, and please let me know what you think!!

Words: 2,7k+

Genre: fluff, humor

Warnings: none

previous chapters / AO3

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For a couple of months the Bad Boy Supreme showed up at the coffee shop pretty much every day. Sometimes he stayed a bit longer - those days weren’t that busy at the garage so Jo was fine with him staying – and sometimes he just dropped by to say a quick hi to Calypso, but he still always came. That’s why, when he suddenly didn’t appear anymore, Calypso got really worried. Had something happened to him? Had she done something wrong? Those questions and more went through her head.

On the first day that he was away, Calypso kept glancing at the clock every couple of minutes, and back to the door, but she didn’t see the familiar curly hair anywhere. When a full hour had gone since the guy’s regular break time, Calypso was visibly restless and pacing back and forth behind the counter. It got to a point where Reyna had to pull her to the backroom to talk to her.

“Are you really that wound up over that guy? Wow, Calypso, I knew you liked him but… this is getting kind of out of hands. I’m sure there’s some perfectly understandable reason why he isn’t coming today; he is probably just too busy or has caught a cold or something else completely normal.”

“But… what if it’s something I did?” Calypso asked with frustration, pulling the end of her braid.

“You haven’t done anything wrong; I saw him smile as wide as you can possibly imagine when he left yesterday. So, please calm down,” Reyna tried to reassure her.

Calypso moped at her. “Easier said than done. But about that earlier: who has said anything about me liking him? I’m just worrying about him… like you’d worry about a friend?”

“Goodness, Cal, you should see your face every time he appears. I can see you trying to keep a poker face but your eyes say ‘bésame ahora’,” Reyna teased.

Calypso did have a pretty good idea of what that sentence meant even though she didn’t know a lot of Spanish (although she was more motivated to learn now that she knew the Bad Boy Supreme was a Spanish speaker as well). She felt her face heat at Reyna’s implications but still wasn’t ready to admit that her coworker may have been right.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying now,” she claimed but Reyna didn’t buy it.

“You definitely do,” she stated. “You’re not that amazing an actress, you know. Your voice got squeaky and I could compare the color of your face to tomatoes.”

“Whatever.” Calypso rolled her eyes. “Can we please go back to work now? I don’t want to keep the people waiting.”

“You know just as well as me that it’s quiet at this time of the day,” Reyna reminded her. “But sure, we can go back as long as you’ll stop pacing around like crazy.”

“I will,” Calypso promised. “I don’t owe anything to that guy anymore and he doesn’t owe anything to me either so he doesn’t have to come here if he doesn’t want to.” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than Reyna.

“He still hasn’t told you his name?” Reyna asked with surprise, having noticed Calypso calling him ‘that guy’. “That’s so weird. I thought he’s just into you as you’re into him.”

“Well, we’re just playing this game…” Calypso started hesitantly. “Ugh, forget about it. I could easily ask his coworkers or something but I don’t want to pry. He’ll slip it eventually.”

“Okay, I’ll just call him Bad Boy Supreme then,” Reyna shrugged before going back to her work.

…

Days passed. The first few days Calypso tried to calm herself down by telling herself that her mystery guy really was just busy and he’d surely come back soon enough. But once a couple of weeks had gone since his last appearance, she became restless again. This time Reyna and the others decided that it was better to just let her be that way until it passed because there really wasn’t much they could say to comfort her. As a result, Calypso seemed more effective in her work but mistakes also happened more often and she had to apologize to her customers at least twice as often as she had previously. The manager luckily brushed it off as a ‘learning process’.

Eventually that phase ended, though. After a few months had gone by, Calypso started to get convinced that the Bad Boy Supreme was not coming back. She was now calm again but at the break time she still kept glancing at the door sadly, hoping to see the familiar figure. She hadn’t realized how much she really had been looking forward to his visits until they abruptly ended and she wished she had gotten a chance to tell him that before he disappeared. But maybe it was better this way; maybe she had been the more interested one, just like in all of her previous relationships.

On one busy afternoon, Calypso wasn’t thinking about the mystery guy a lot anymore. Sure, she had briefly noted that it was the usual break time again, but she was no longer expecting to see him and was focused on serving the customers that were currently present. That’s why, when the bells above the door rang again and in came a new customer, she didn’t pay a lot of attention to him at first. She just nodded and said a quick hi before finally raising her gaze from her work to see who had arrived. Her mouth involuntarily opened into the shape of ‘O’ when she finally registered who it was. There was no mistaking that curly hair and the mischievous, yet warm, almost chocolate colored eyes.

“Oh my gods, it’s you!” She finally managed to squeak after gulping a couple of times so she could get some voice out of her mouth. Her face melted into the widest smile she was capable of and she had to contain herself so she wouldn’t jump over the desk to hug him. “I didn’t… I wasn’t expecting…” She cleared her throat and said with a lower, fake angry voice: “I mean, you’re really late, mister.”

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, but still seemingly happy to see her. “Sorry ‘bout that, Sunshine, a lot of weird things happened recently and I just couldn’t come here even though I wanted to.”

“Well, you’re going to have to explain to me what exactly happened,” Calypso demanded. She couldn’t keep her face angry for long, though. “But before that, what do you want to drink? A double espresso?”

“You know well it was a one time occasion and I didn’t even get that drink!” The guy reminded her. “I’d like your freshly made orange soda today, though. It reminds me of Sunshine.”

“Okay, coming up,” Calypso nodded, wondering if the air conditioning didn’t work that day because she was suddenly feeling rather warm.

“Not gonna ask my name today, are you?” the guy asked with amusement while watching her do her work.

“No. I don’t need to,” Calypso said mysteriously without raising her eyes from the cup.

“Oh?” he asked curiously but she didn’t elaborate so he moved to the other counter to wait.

Calypso took her time with the soda and the guy seemed to wonder if she did that on purpose, until finally she stepped forward and gave him the plastic cup with his ‘name’ on it.

“Alright, Bad Boy Supreme, here you go!”

The guy’s thoughtful frown melted into a huge smile immediately. “Did… I just hear right??” he asked and checked the cup. “Did you just say the magic word?”

“I did, but don’t you dare to make a big number out of it!” she warned, but the twinkle in her eye was enough to tell that she wasn’t being serious.

“No worries, no worries, I won’t,” the Bad Boy Supreme reassured her, raising his free hand up. “But what made you change your mind? I thought you refused to say it?”

“I don’t want to tell,” Calypso said reluctantly.

“C’mon, just do it.”

Calypso didn’t answer for a while, pretending to be more interested in swiping the table. When the guy didn’t show any signs of giving up, though, she finally spoke. “The truth is that I promised to myself that if you’d show up again, I would finally give in. Well, I did it. You won. Go ahead and laugh.”

“No, I won’t. That’s kinda sweet of you.” There was a short pause. “Well, I promised to tell you my real name, so here it comes: I’m Leo. Leo Valdez,” the Bad Boy Supreme said sheepishly and looked a bit embarrassed for some reason.

“Leo,” Calypso tasted the name on her tongue. “I think I like it. It does suit you better than Bad Boy Supreme.”

Leo took a swig from his cup to get something to do with his hands. “Eh heh. Listen. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you earlier. It was pretty stupid of me… I didn’t intend to keep that game going that long because I actually wanted you to learn to know me better. And I wanted to learn to know you better.”

Surprising even herself, Calypso said: “Don’t worry about it. If I really would have tried, I’m sure I would have found out somehow, for example going to your boss and asking her. I… had kind of fun trying to guess it. I wasn’t too far off with that Leon, right?”

“That’s true,” Leo grinned. “I was kind of trying to bluff when I started talking about Ed instead so you wouldn’t notice my reaction to that name.”

“Oh, yeah, I remember that!” Calypso exclaimed. “I should have gotten the hint.”

“Well, you know now and that’s what matters, right?” Leo asked.

“Yeah. Um, and about that thing you said earlier…” Calypso blamed the air conditioner for feeling even warmer than a moment before. “I’d like to learn to know you better as well. Although thinking about it, you’ve probably told me more than you even realize already. About Emmie, Jo, Georgina, your friends, family, Festus… But hey, you promised to tell me why you were gone so long, so come on, let’s go sit there so you can fill me in.”

Calypso’s workmates knew better than to say no to her when she suggested having a break so she could talk with Leo, and they went to sit at an empty table opposite to each other.

“So, what happened?” Calypso asked once they were seated.

“Well… remember how we one time talked about our future dreams?” Leo asked, to which Calypso nodded. “After that talk I started doing some maths in my head - yeah, laugh ahead, but I can actually count surprisingly well - and discussed the topic also with Jo and Emmie and they said they’d be more than happy to help me give me a chance to continue studying. Practically, it means they’re willing to give me more flexible work hours and they promised that I can continue staying at their house until I want to or have enough money to move to a place of my own. We have some mechanics come and go and many of them stay there for long periods of time so it’s no problem for them. Anyway, after that I learned that the next entrance exam for the mechanical engineering program would be held in about a month so I needed to start studying right away. That’s a big reason why I didn’t have time to come here, but it was worth it, because guess what…” He pulled a big envelope from his bag. “I just got this today. And it says…” he did some drum rolls on the table with his fingers. “I got in!”

“That’s amazing!” Calypso exclaimed and couldn’t hold herself still anymore, instead getting up from her chair to hug him. “I’m very happy for you!”

“Of course it means I’ll have less time to come here in the future but we’ll make it work, right?” Leo said a bit uncertainly once they separated, blushing hard.

“What do you mean with ‘we’?” Calypso asked, not wanting to give herself false hope.

Leo rubbed the back of his neck. “Um… I… that… of course I still wanna keep seeing you! Why do you think I came to this coffee shop every day for several months even though I don’t even drink coffee?” “You… came because of me? I mean, I thought…”

“For such a smart seeming girl you really are dense,” Leo noted. “Of course I came because I liked you. You made quite the first impression already on the day we met.”

“Why didn’t you ever say anything, then?” Calypso wanted to know.

“Because at first I thought you were way out of my league and probably hated me and then you told me you had recently broken up with someone and… yeah. Multiple reasons. And then the college thing happened and my friend Jason got into an accident and… Sorry, I guess I didn’t mention that yet,” Leo finished when he noticed Calypso’s expression.

“Wait, what? Your friend got into an accident? Is he OK?” Calypso asked with concern.

“Yeah, he’s gonna be OK. He had luck on his side because that car accident could have ended a whole lot differently but he’s now recovering in the hospital. The doctors expect him to make a full recovery. But we were definitely quite worried about him for a while.”

“I’m sorry… But I’m happy he’s getting better.” Calypso said, resting her hand on Leo’s for a moment as a gesture of comfort.

“Yeah… It’s a relief…” Leo nodded absentmindedly.

“You sounded like you wanted to tell something else as well.” Calypso remarked after a while.

Leo seemed to snap out of his thoughts. “Well, you’re not wrong… Did I ever tell you that I’ve never met my real dad? Well, I have now. Turns out he’s working at the same college I applied for, I saw him on the day of my entrance exam. A huge technology nerd, it seems. No, I’m not planning to stay in touch with him in my free time – the dude abandoned me and my mother before even legally admitting he’s my father – but… I dunno. It is still kind of interesting to see what kind of person he is.”

“Wow, sounds like you’ve really had a lot going since we last met. But it is good to hear things are starting to work out… and who knows, maybe your father turns out to be a decent guy. Wouldn’t that be great?” Calypso asked.

“I guess…” he shrugged. “But right now I’m more interested in other things.”

“Such as…?” Calypso inquired.

“You really missed me that much that you were even ready to call me Bad Boy Supreme if I showed up again?” Leo teased.

“Oh gods, I was wondering when the jerk would appear again…” Calypso said with partially faked annoyance.

“You still like me, though,” Leo stated.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

A moment of silence.

“Leo Valdez, will you go out with me?” Calypso blurted before she could regret it.

“Yes… I mean… YES?!” He stared at her with wide eyes and she couldn’t help but giggle at his expression.

“Alright, glad to know where we stand.”

Leo was quiet for a while. “Holy shit, I can’t believe you just asked me out…” he looked at the distance with a dreamy expression on his face. “I was hoping but…”

“Well, you don’t have to hope anymore, silly. I really did it.” Calypso smiled at him encouragingly.

“I… I…” Leo was still too flustered to say much else.

“I guess that means ‘I’m looking forward to it’?” Calypso interpreted before glancing at the queue of customers by the counter. “Looks like I should go back to work but I can text you afterwards.”

“Alright…”

The couple exchanged their phone numbers, but before Calypso handed Leo’s phone back, she surprised him once more by giving him a kiss on the cheek. Once she was already long gone, Leo still remained on his seat, his fingers touching the spot where her lips had been.

[atinycarat]

☼ ateez as your college bf ☼

rating: sfw (mentions of teasing) 

category: super soft, college au vibes! 

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SEONGHWA

you guys probably met in class or exchanged numbers only because y'all were apart of a group chat. 

"we should study at the coffee shop together" yeah, real smooth hwa 

you guys take super cute selfies together, if you don't think he'll wear matching outfits with you then you're sadly mistaken! 

really bashful when talking about you, gets flustered when you compliment him 

cute and subtle around friends, but once y'all are alone it's a different story 

he wasn't kidding about that daddy kink, but that's a story for another day 😳 

super romantic and loves kissing your cheeks softly, not very touchy but we'll hold onto you all the time protectively 

HONGJOONG 

how did you guys meet? y'all don't really remember. maybe @ some college event where you complimented his pants 

"wanna come hang in the studio with me?" 

he's always busy, but he makes time for you, wants you to be there with him while he's working just because your company relaxes him 

his phone background is a live wallpaper of you probably jamming out to some song he made, he loves that moment too much 

isn't the most romantic, but talks about you like you're his everything. "yeah, that's my baby" or "oh my partner made this, it's pretty cool" 

due to not being romantic, he gets a little awkward or shy when it comes to you complimenting him or saying you love him, but he says something equally as sweet in return 

definitely falls asleep on facetime with you just so you both can wake up together, just a v chill couple 

YUNHO 

he approached you at the cafe and said he liked your keychain, he didn't care about the keychain he just thought you were cute 

ENERGETIC MAN, TALL MAN, KNOWS NOTHING BUT BEING TALL AND CUTE 

very gentle and caring, always offers his jacket and holds your hand because he is so happy to be with you and around you 

his petnames are never the same tbh, "baby", "apple pie", "chicken nugget" it can be anything 

always down to cuddle anytime anywhere, loves feeling like he's protecting you in his arms while kissing your forehead 

he gets super sOFT when you wear his hoodies or jackets. most boyfriends get agitated if you steal their stuff but yunho encourages it and shit like "yes take them all idc i wanna see my partner in my stuff" 

protective as hell, will probably fight for you if it ever comes down to it, nobody crosses his BABY!! 

YEOSANG 

he took a while to open to you, but he was sweet each time. always listening carefully and being genuinely interested in what you would say but his face made it come out the wrong way bc he probably looked bored BUT HE REALLY WASN'T 

when you both confessed to each other, you were probably shocked because he seemed bored 

"oh, i thought i made it pretty obvious y/n" in his own special way he did sure 

master of surprises, he'd bring you cute little gifts and draw little doodles for you 

smiles a LOT MORE when you're around him, super gentle when you guys hold hands 

he doesn't ask for much, he just wants respect and reassurance because he's going to give the same towards you 

"emma watson? who's emma watson? never heard of her before in my life." she's still in his heart, but she's not like his partner at all that's for sure 

(there aren’t any gif icons of him so pls take this cute little selfie <3 )

SAN

you guys probably met at a party and he came up to you and talked to you like he knew you 

if he doesn't get attention every 5 seconds he's probably gonna die, that's fact 

san: 🥰  y/n: *looks away for two seconds* san: 😰

he's the type of boyfriend who will tell you that he loves you every single day, gives you so many hugs and kisses and compliments you no matter what circumstance 

"whoa seriously y/n you're so beautiful. it's like you're unreal." even when you just rolled out of bed being sleep deprived and unwashed hair. he doesn't care, he loves tf out of you 

gets jEALOUS v easy when someone stares at you for too long he just holds onto you and hugs you but he'd get over it pretty fast because it's you so of course there's trust 

constantly calls or texts random things hoping that you have a good day or again him telling you that he loves you and how lucky he is 

MINGI

*insert cheesy romance sitcom where you both run into each other randomly and he helps pick up your stuff* 

L O U D. a big ball of positivity, always makes you laugh when you're upset or sad. he loves seeing your smile so he always does goofy stuff just to see it 

ALWAYS trying to impress you "yea i bench 900 pounds, i bet you didn't know that huh?" he makes obvious bluffs sometimes, but you just go along with it

random hugs out of nowhere. doesn't matter where you are, he just wants to be closer to you because he's super affectionate with the person he loves 

"hey y/n, i just got tickets to the zoo but..." dramatic sigh "i have nobody to go with...oh whatever shall i do?" 

he really likes spontaneous dates and he sets up things for you guys to do all the time

he's scared of a lot of things so he's gonna be afraid but he's still gonna protect you as if ghouls and goblins don't exist in the dark (in mingi logic, they totally do) 

WOOYOUNG 

you guys met through mutual friends, he visited your friend one day and probably looked over at you and was like "wow, you're cute" and casually went about his day 

teases you CONSTANTLY, he kinda wants to see you squirm and get reactions from you. randomly kissing the side of your neck or brushing against you...it never ends 

SUPPORTIVE AS HELL. even if you do something wrong he's gonna blindly defend you. "so what if y/n wants to punch babies?! let people live!" 

if y'all ever argue he gets sensitive as hell and just stays quiet while you speak before taking his time to speak. he respects you and refuses to upset you any further if he did 

makes matching charms so you guys can wear it together whenever you're around each other 

still flirts with you as if you guys are strangers. you could be cooking something and he's like "damn, you got a boyfriend? 😏" again just to tease you and get a rise 

you guys ALWAYS laugh and have a good time with one another, it's never a dull moment with him 

JONGHO 

you guys met at some college event to where he sang a beautiful rendition of a song and you complimented his voice when you saw him later that day. he just says thanks and it goes from there 

y'all were friends for a hot minute after that, he didn't want to jump to flirty mode because he has to feel you out first. once he confessed, he expressed his feelings more 

overprotective as hell, but he does it very cutely. "y/n, it's cold...come close to me okay?" 

sings you to sleep when you're having a very rough night, cuddling you and pulling you to his chest while he sings love songs to you. (ugh that made me soft bye) 

prepares small little gifts for you, but kinda just pops up with it instead of surprising you because he sucks at surprises 

super careful with you and intimate, just kinda stares at you sometimes because WHEW you're so beautiful

people think he's a serious boy but he's so soft to you, hand-holding and cuddles will happen along small occasional kisses. they say he doesn't like affection, but you're a different story ok!

gif icon credit - retrcmoon - diamondgifs - hotelgifs 

[nextstopparis]

OH MY GOD YESSSSS YOU’TE SO RIGHT ABOUT THEN AT THE FESTIVAL MWA IT WAS PERFECT!! 💗💗 which reminds me, please for the love of god ramble about them having to be in a fake relationship undercover,,,, the trope was BUILT for gwart,,,

JSFLKDJ omg ok. anon i am so sorry its been a few days but things got WEIRD and i honestly had nothing so i had to wait bc i want to give u the best ramble abt fake relationship gwart and i so i hope this is good enough to make up for the time sijfosifjsiojfeio (under the keep reading thing cause it accidentally got long ifejoiefjs):

so tbh for them, i cant think of it happening any other way than like, everyone finds out about gwaine’s actual background when his sister/mom/whoever are somehow invited to like. a feast in camelot celebrating whatever occasion (maybe a tournament or whatever. something that lasts for a few days/weeks). bc somehow they get ahold of the list of guests and gwaine recognizes his sisters name and groans and it piques everyone’s interest bc ???gwaine??? not looking forward to being able to publically get drunk?????  u n h e a r d  o f ! !

SO ANYWAY after a bit of...ehm...cajoling...he finally gives up and tells them about his sister and his whole backstory and its like highkey amusing but also its kinda obvious that gwaine really doesn’t like his sister for whatever reason?? so they all just agree to Tease Him But Also Look Out For Him From A Distance (arthur ofc pretends he wants no part of his knights’ business but literally no one is fooled at all. like no even gwaine the Ultimate Himbo is fooled. arthur sweetie be more obvious i dare u).

anyway, however much time passes and the guests arrive and gwaine has a run in with his dear, dear sister. and she’s like. not horrible per se, it’s just that her and gwaine hate each other and seem to be very stupidly competitive. like about every single fucking thing. and its not even amusing insults that they throw each other as they try to one up the other its just. kind of uncomfortable.

OK IK THIS SEEMS UNIMPORTANT BUT BASICALLY WHERE IM GOING WITH THIS IS THAT: she somehow manages to like. say something that he can’t trump. not even with “im a knight of camelot” (which he sooooooo would flaunt in her face like all the fucking time i will not be taking criticism). anyway yes. so she says something he cant outdo, and they’re coincidentally with percival and elyan who have both Had It with this non sense (also they want to help gwaine out bc bros before bros sisters or whatever the fuck).

god this is all just a longwinded way of saying that elyan has the Best Idea Ever and basically just tells gwaines sister that him and the king are fucking. like ok he’s a bit sneaky abt it saying it in vague terms like “you were with arthur last night, right?” and “oh your brother has the kings ear you must be really proud (ironically)(but also Casually)”. and percival realizes whats happening straight away (bc himbos have selective braincells when it comes to messing with their Bros ig??) and jumps in on it adding things like “how are your private training sessions going with him?” and shit jlsjfskdjfslk

and gwaine--

gwaine thinks its ABSOLUTELY GENIUS. he’s like fuck. why didn’t i think of that. sleeping with like a REAL LIFE KING AND SHIT trumps EVERYTHING oh my god. so he jumps right in like “we keep needing to extend the private training sessions because we always get..........~distracted~ *hint hint wink wink*” or other things like “yeah, well his rooms always warmer at night than mine - also his bed” and its so fucking hilarious for them because TECHNICALLY theyre all such vague statements but gwaines sisters face is just. getting redder and redder and she looks like she just ate something very bitter and basically --

operation Make Gwaine’s Sister Jealous is a Success.

but then she calls him out on his fucking bluff. and gwaine is SHAMELESS (and also this might mean that him and the princess will have to put on A Show and he just wants to at least pretend for a second that him and arthur are together, ~like that~ just ONCE alright omfg. but DONT tell anyone that ok. god). so he just goes up to arthur that night and is like “look, princess, my sister’s under the impression that we’re fucking so. could you? help a loyal and dear subject/knight/best friend out and just act like we’re doing that please? thanks!” and arthurs just standing there. gaping at him with his ears ringing bc WHAT?????????????JUST???????HAPPENED???????

and so arthur, you know, validly, is like “gwaine what the actual fuck” in which case gwaine explains what happened (making sure to rat elyan and percival out bc he is a Snitch). and arthur kind of wants to die lmfao bc on the one hand absolutely not but on the other hand... you know.... he kind of doesnt want his knights to look like fucking lying little shits (and also ok. maybe he wants to pretend he and gwaine are together for a second. but he will Never Ever Ever admit that so you did NOT just read that okay? okay.). so somehow these three lil shits rope The King Of Camelot, Best Swordsman In The Five Kingdoms (gwaine disagrees with that part but whatever), Arthur Pendragon The Most Emotionally Constipated Dearie into faking a relationship with a knight just to fuck with said knights sister.

all the others, naturally, find this Absolutely Hilarious when they find out what’s going on and just like. spend the whole time finding ways to tease them and shit osifjoijfioejs its so funny bc gwaine wants it to be real and arthur wants it to be real but they dont know the other wants it to be real but LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE KNOWS THEY BOTH WANT IT TO BE REAL AND--

im literally so tired they r so fcucking dumb oh my god sljfeijfoisjoiej

so then everytime they see gwaines sister gwaine wraps an arm around arthur (waist, shoulders) and like once, while she’s passing the training grounds while they’re on a break, sitting in the grass and whatnot, he just puts his head in arthurs lap. and arthur is like !!!!!!!!!W H A T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for a split second before his Gay Panic dissolves into just liking the way gwaines hair feels through his fingers when gwaine forces him to start playing with it [the hair] (ITS JUST!!!!!!FOR SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

when the main feast or whatever comes, arthur is like. forced to put gwaine next to him (who is very smug actually) and they’re just sort of dancing around each other the whole night. you know like hands on backs when they whisper in the others ear about some dumb fucking thing (gwaine: “i think you should kiss me just so she really believes it” arthur, losing his mind and forgetting why he’s even saying no: “i am not doing that” gwaine: “well fine, maybe ill just kiss you” arthur: “dOnt youDARE” gwaine: *laughs and winks before walking away*)

also omfg he uses the “princess” petname on arthur in her presence but it comes out so sweet and fond and intimate and ARTHUR!!!!IS!!!LOSING!!!!HIS MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so anyway, at the end of the night as people are (finally) starting to go back to their rooms to sleep, arthur walks gwaine out and they walk together with their arms around each other until they reach the halfway mark between where gwaines retiring to and arthurs rooms. and maybe they r both a lil drunk (sure, jan), but suddenly gwaine kisses arthurs cheek and squeezes his waist as a goodbye.

and actually, his sister is nowhere to be found.