#if the two coles were to meet. they might not get along super well

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have you ever thought about Movieverse Cole?

(Like headcanons and stuff, sorry if I’m unclear)

I don't think about him or the other movie ninja all that often but I do think he's very neat :]

Also I cannot believe I never made an AU where I crossed over the Show and Movie, how did I never do that during my original hyperfixation, what the fuck is wrong with me—

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"No Memories?"

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It was a sunny summer afternoon when Cole finally got to the neighborhood. He was vaguely tired from his trip, but not tired enough for Julie to let him rest.

“Come on, Cole! I know my couch is comfy, but we have so many things to do!” Julie exclaimed as she bounced around her living room. Cole, on the other hand, was face down on Julie’s couch, groaning softly from how loud Julie was being.

“Julie,” Cole huffed as he turned his head to watch her, his eyes following her around the room. “What on earth could I possibly have to do with you? I just got here; you know, it’s a super long trip to get from California to here, can’t I catch a break?”

“Nope!” Julie stated playfully. “But, I’ll make you a deal! Come with me to meet at least two of my friends, and then you can come back here and take a nap. How does that sound?”

Cole slowly got up from the couch, stretching out a bit as he stood. “Fine, fine. But only two friends today, alright?”

Julie buzzed in excitement as she then took no time to waste in dragging Cole out the door and back onto the streets of Home. She debated with herself on where to take Cole first. To Wally? No, Wally would be busy painting right now; and heaven forbid she bothered him while he was in paint mode. To Howdy? No, not there either. He would spend too much time looking at snacks and pleading with her to buy him something. To Eddie? That’s the one! She thought to herself. Since they were heading over there now, they might just have a chance to catch Eddie and Frank at the post office. It was that time of day where Frank would bring Eddie lunch and check in on him, so a two-for-one special was ideal.

Cole yawned as Julie happily pulled him along, talking about who they were about to go meet. “Eddie and Frank, hm?” Cole hummed while rubbing his eyes. Julie didn’t give away too many details, she figured that it would just be better for the two to introduce themselves to Cole.

“Eddie is our wonderful postman! And Frank, my best friend, is his fiancé!” Julie stated as she flung the door to the post office open. Perfect, they were both here!

Frank and Eddie turned their heads to look at the commotion by the doors, quickly noticing the very tall stranger. “Frank! Eddie! I have someone that I would like you to meet!” Julie announced as Cole was rubbing his eyes once more. “Guys, this is my older cousin, Cole! Cole, this is Frank and Eddie!”

Cole repressed a yawn as he gave Frank a small wave, before looking to Eddie. He froze for a small moment before he gained one of the biggest smiles that Julie had ever seen on him. “Eddie? Eddie Dear?! Well this is just great- I- How have you been? You look great!” Cole asked excitedly as he skated up to the desk. “I haven’t seen you since graduation! And now you got your own post office, and a fiance? How time has flown by!”

Eddie took a breath as he looked at Cole. The name didn’t ring any bells. “I’m awfully sorry, pal… Um… But- who exactly are you?” Eddie asked, a confused, half-hearted smile on his face. It happened again. He forgot someone.

Cole took a moment and raised a brow. “Wha- Eddie,” Cole chuckled softly as he scanned Eddie’s face. “Ohh, I get it,” he said with a slightly louder chuckle. “Good one, Eddie! You really had me there for a second!”

Eddie swallowed hard as he looked intently at Cole’s face. Not a single thing came to mind. As Cole looked at Eddie in silence for just a moment or two, it slowly hit him. “You… You really don’t remember me?” Cole asked softly as his face dropped. He had always thought this happened. He didn’t write me, he promised he would. “I… I suppose high school was a few too many years ago, heh…”

Julie’s stomach went sour as she quickly joined Cole at his side, hugging onto his arm a little. “Cole, whatever you’re thinking, I promise you it isn’t like that!” Julie said quickly.

Frank frowned at this and gently put a hand on Eddie’s shoulder. It was times like this where he had wished that he had gone to the same schools as Eddie. “Cole, was it?” Frank started off with a breath. “I assure you that this is nothing personal at all. Eddie has been having some… difficulties with his memories in the past few years.” He explained hesitantly.

“Is… Is that so?” Cole asked, looking to Eddie, who was on the verge of tears.

“I’m real sorry-” Eddie started.

“No- no… Don’t be sorry.” Cole stated, taking a deep breath. He put a soft smile back on his face. This is very delicate, be there for him. “I can understand that. You always had a little bit of trouble, way back when. It’s alright. We were… friends.” He explained slowly, hesitating at what words he used. “We graduated in the same year. Heh… you know, it’s a little silly, but you said you’d write me when you moved. I guess I always assumed I had slipped your mind; or at least I had hoped it was that. You never had a cruel bone in your body.” Cole added a soft chuckle to the end.

Eddie listened close, trying to wrack his brain for something, anything about Cole. Nothing. “I… I wish I could remember you… I’m so sorry.” Eddie murmured as he felt the tears slowly drip down his cheeks.

“Hey now,” Cole started off softly, shushing Eddie a little bit. His old reflexes, from being Eddie’s best friend all those years ago, kicking in as he gently pulled Eddie into a hug over the counter. “I’m sure that we can get that ol' memory of yours jogging. I have faith in that. Don’t you worry about this at all. Not yet at least.”

Julie and Frank watched on. Something in Frank was able to tell that this wasn’t just an old pal. Cole was something more, but as for what, Frank had no real idea.

Something about this hug put Eddie’s mind at ease. It felt familiar. It felt safe. He squeezed Cole back, resting his head on Cole’s shoulder as his tears seeped into his shirt.

Cole and Eddie spent a solid five minutes like that before Cole gently pulled away. “How about we talk more about this later, I feel just awful that we came in and barged in on your lunch with your fiancé.” Cole sweetly offered as he took a deep breath.

Eddie let out a soft sigh as he nodded. “Maybe later would be better.” He agreed as he sniffled a little bit.

“Come by Julie’s after work alright? We’ll figure this out.” Cole promised as he looked to Frank with a soft smile. “It was an absolute honor to meet you, I hope we get to talk at some point soon.”

Frank gave a soft nod as Cole and Julie then left the post office. Frank hugged Eddie for a good long while after that. I’ll have to talk to Cole… alone, Frank thought to himself as he rubbed Eddie’s back.

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As soon as Cole and Julie got back to her place again, Cole sat on the couch, tears rolling down his face as he let it out. He had been strong for Eddie in the past, giving him all the comfort in the world whenever he forgot something important. But never in all of his years of knowing Eddie, did he ever think that he might get forgotten too. Cole took the afternoon to explain everything to Julie; Eddie had been his best and only friend in high school. Sure. Cole was approachable and nice, but it was hard for him to make friends. It always had been. But Eddie stuck around him. They understood and knew each other better than anyone else.

Julie stayed right by Cole’s side, hugging her cousin the entire time; trying her best to comfort him. After a few hours of venting, Cole was finally able to speak without coking on his tears. Now was the hard part- what was he going to do? Cole knew he had to do something, he didn’t want all those years of friendship to completely vanish into thin air, but there was only so much he could try.

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Eddie came by that day after work, just as he said he would. He had written it on his hand; this was too important to miss and he didn’t want to risk it. Cole was more than happy to let him in, Julie was on a run to Howdy’s shop so it was just the two of them. The air was taut with tension. It was Eddie to break the silence.

“So… what exactly happened the last time we saw each other?” He asked softly.

“Well, the last time we saw each other, we were at your graduation and going away party combo.” Cole started off as he got them both a cup of coffee from the kitchen. He had been through the motions of retracing Eddie’s steps in the past, but this was more memory loss than Cole had ever dealt with. “It was the first day of July, you had spent hours picking out every last detail for that party and you said how perfect it was. We had graduated the weekend before, and you got accepted into a two year college program the day after. You couldn’t have been more excited.” He went on fondly as he sat with Eddie on the couch, handing him the cup of coffee.

“Thanks.” Eddie murmured as he took a sip of the coffee, listening intently. College. He remembered college fairly well; but even that was faded. “Please, go on.”

“We spent the party singing all of your favorites, even the songs that I couldn’t stand.” Cole said with a chuckle, smiling as he closed his eyes, picturing the scene. “Everyone was just… so proud of you. Your mom and dad couldn’t stop gloating to everyone how amazing their son was; for good reason. Even my… mom, was just beaming with pride over you. She was our English teacher back in the day, she always reminded you how much she believed in you.”

“What about you?”

“Hm?” Cole hummed, opening an eye to look at Eddie.

“What were you saying about me?” Eddie asked playfully.

Cole snickered a little bit, closing his eye again. “I had a whole speech I gave about you. It’s too long for me to bore you with, but essentially I said the same. How I was proud of you, happy to call you a friend.”

Cole sighed in contentment as he could see Eddie’s smile on that day. It was one of the most memorable smiles; it had once been everything to Cole.

“I’m guessing the day after I left?”

“Yep.”

“What did you do?”

“Oh- well… I uh stayed in town for a while.”

“And?..” Eddie pried, he wanted to know everything, even the things he never knew to begin with.

“And eventually I moved.” Cole said plainly, opening his eyes and looking to Eddie. “What I did after isn’t all that important.” He insisted softly.

Eddie thought for a minute, thinking back to the post office, a soft frown grew on his face. “You were waiting for me to write… Weren’t you?”

Cole took a breath and nodded. “I waited a few months. But it’s alright. My…mom always assured me that college was a busy ordeal, that she would forward me any letters from you.” It was weird for Cole to call Auntie Dee his mom, but for now he would, just because he didn’t want to make anything too hard to follow for the time being.

“And I never wrote…”

“It’s okay, Eddie, really. Can we talk about something else… Please?” Cole requested, he didn’t want to get that deep right now. He wanted to keep this as light hearted as possible.

“But…” Eddie started off before noticing the look on Cole’s face. Not the time. “Alright… I just- I feel so awful about not remembering you… You looked so excited at the post office and…”

“Hey, hey, Eddie. It’s okay, I had a feeling this could happen- I’m just a little surprised that it did, is all.” Cole put a gentle hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “We’ll figure this out. Maybe we can jog your memory, I don’t know how yet, but I’m going to try real hard to.” Cole promised as he took Eddie’s hands into his. “But until I get a plan, please, tell me everything about your life here. Don’t leave out anything, especially not about that fiancé of yours.” Cole said sweetly, smiling at Eddie. A familiar, sincere, smile.

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Over the next few days, Cole and Eddie spent a lot of time together, just talking. They talked about everything, past and present. There were many nights that Cole would end up walking Eddie home just so that he could finish the story that he was telling. It was nice to walk down memory lane; especially when there was so much of it to walk down. Four whole years.

One evening in particular, Cole was telling Eddie about the first day that they had met, while in Eddie and Franks shared home.

It was freshman year of high school and Cole was not only new in town, but new in Texas. He didn’t have any pals yet and no one on his street was really keen on becoming one. While skating to the building, Cole was distracted by a nearby butterfly while Eddie was distracted by his class schedule; they crashed into each other and then just started chatting from there. Cole remembered the day to a point; hell he could even tell you exactly what kind of butterfly he was distracted by when he bumped into Eddie.

While listening, Eddie tried to keep a smile on his face, but it was hard. Just seeing how happy Cole was to go on about this first meeting- it pained Eddie to not remember a lick of it. “Cole…” Eddie interrupted softly, tears pricking his eyes. “Cole what if I never remember any of this?.. What if… What if I’m never able to remember any memories we have on my own?” Eddie asked, his voice breaking a little bit.

Cole looked to Eddie, a soft frown crawling to his face; he hated seeing Eddie get like this. “Eddie- please… Just give it time, I’m sure something will come back to-”

“And what if it don’t?” Eddie asked a tad harshly. “What if nothing ever comes back to me?”

“Well…” Cole started off softly, trying to keep himself calm. “We can make new memories together, and I can always tell you stories.” He insisted. “Eddie… You and our friendship mean the world to me, I’m not willing to let it all go just because of your memory. What matters is that I remember- I always will remember for the both of us. I always have…”

Eddie soon couldn’t hold back the tears any longer, he broke down. He clung to Cole, squeezing him like a rattlesnake as the tears rolled down his cheeks. “You’re… You’re too good of a friend Cole.”

“Nonsense… You were always there for me back then, I’ll always be here for you now.”

Frank held his breath as he listened from around the corner. They knew it was awful to eavesdrop on a moment like this, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about the way that Cole talked to Eddie that made Frank feel a bit protective. Not in a way that they thought Cole would hurt Eddie, but in a way that Cole might try to take Eddie from them. It gave Frank anxiety like you couldn’t believe.

Cole soon got up from his spot with Eddie, offering to grab him some tissues and water from the kitchen. He rounded the corner and accidentally bumped into Frank. “Oh! Sorry there Frank, I didn’t see you there.”

Frank grunted in surprise as they looked up at Cole wide eyed, “Oh- No no, you’re fine! I was just um… just about to come check in with you two.” Frank quickly came up with a slight white lie, they didn’t want to be caught; they didn’t really have any evidence to prove that their eavesdropping was valid yet.

“That’s very nice of you,” Cole said sweetly before continuing to the kitchen. Something felt off with Frank. They couldn’t think anything bad of me yet- could they? Cole wondered to himself as he tried to shake the feeling.

But the feeling sat in his stomach the whole evening. Frank didn’t like him- his best friend’s fiancé didn’t like him.

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Eventually, Cole was heading out, and he assured Eddie that they would talk more tomorrow about everything. Before he fully left, he got a moment alone with Frank and asked them if they could have some tea with them tomorrow, to get to know each other and chat. Frank was hesitant but agreed, they figured it would be better to get to the bottom of this rather than to just go on assuming things about Cole forever.

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The next day came and Frank was pacing anxiously waiting for Cole to come over. “This is so- nerve wracking- why did I even agree to-” ding-dong, the doorbell rang. Frank quickly took a breath and pulled themself together. “I’m sure this will be fine. He is Eddie’s old friend, it will be okay.” They whispered to themself before getting the door.

Cole greeted Frank and came inside, complementing the house that he had now entered several times. “I assume that you had been the one to arrange the place, Eddie isn’t all too good at deciding where things should go.” He stated with a soft laugh.

“Well.. You are very right on that.” Frank said, taking a breath. They soon took seats in the kitchen, at the table, with a nice pot of tea in front of them. “So…” Frank hesitated, ”What did you actually want to talk about?”

Cole took a sip of his tea, and took a second to put his thoughts together. “I just… I wanted to make sure that we start off on the right terms is all. I get the feeling that you aren’t too fond of me; which I can completely understand why.”

Frank’s jaw dropped a little bit, but they were quick to shut their mouth with a sip of tea, composing themself. “Was I that obvious?”

“A little bit.” Cole said with a soft chuckle. “But no worries, I get it. I would be hesitant too if I were in your position. Eddie is a really great guy and I’d be nervous for someone to show up, out of the blue, and spend so much time with him.” Cole admitted as he took another sip of tea. “But I want to assure you, I have no intention to come between you two. I’ve never seen his face light up so much when talking about someone, he thinks the world of you.”

Frank couldn’t help but smile a bit, thinking about Eddie speaking so highly of them.

“But…” Cole started off, taking a deep breath, “I don’t want to lie to you either.” He admitted. “Back in high school, I did have extreme feelings for Eddie; but he never caught on to me, and I was too cowardly to tell him. After I moved out of Texas… it took a while, but I got over him. I met new people, but I have never made another friend who was ever as good as he was.” Cole rambled on softly, staring into his cup. “I just hope that you and I can get along for him… I would love to be his friend again, and yours as well moving forward.” He stated, offering Frank a handshake of goodwill.

Frank hesitated, but he trusted Cole, he spoke too genuinely not to. They shook his hand and spent the rest of that morning getting to know each other and find common interests.

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While Cole was busy, Julie was at home, doing a little house keeping. She soon came to the room that she was letting Cole stay in for the summer, she figured it would be nice to clean up a little for him. But when she opened the door, she was shocked to find that almost all of his things were still in their suitcases. “Well I’ll be!” She exclaimed to herself. “Staying for a whole summer, three whole months, and he doesn’t sort out any of his things!” Julie huffed as she decided to do it for him. She put all of his clothes away into drawers, all his little trinkets that he kept with him onto shelves; she cleaned up his camera lenses a little bit while she was at it. But eventually, she came across a book in the bottom of the last suitcase. It was purple leather, and when she opened it, she quickly realized that it was a photo album; filled with only pictures of him and Eddie in their high school years. As Julie flipped through it, she got an idea.

With book in tow, Julie instantly booked it out of her house and down the street to the post office. “Eddie! Eddie! I have something that you need to look at right now!” She exclaimed excitedly as she ran in the doors.

“Woah woah woah! Julie calm down!” Eddie said with a chuckle. “What do you have for me today?”

Julie placed the photo album on the counter. “I found this in Cole’s things!”

“Now Julie! You can’t just go snooping through Cole’s stuff! Or anyone’s stuff for that matter!”

“But Eddie! This is for a good cause! Just look through it!”

Eddie hesitated, but he soon went along with Julie’s demands and started looking through the album. Every once in a while he would pause, looking as a photo for a bit longer than others, but it wasn’t until he got to the last few pages where he started crying. There was a photo of Cole in a tux, his bangs matted to his face from the rain, holding flowers in Eddie’s old doorway. “Prom… Senior prom…” Eddie mumbled to himself as the memories started flooding in, hitting him like a brick wall.

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“Cole?! What on earth are you doin’ here?!”

“Well, I know your date ditched you last minute, but… I’m not going to prom without you. You’re my best friend, Eddie, it won’t be any fun without you! Will you go to prom with me?”

“Are you crazy?! You walked all the way to my house while it pored?!”

“Noooooo, I skated to your house.”

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Cole’s laugh faded in the memory as more of the photographs started to make sense. Of course Eddie couldn’t remember them all as vividly as that one, but boy did he remember Cole now.

“Cole! I gotta go find him!” Eddie said through happy tears.

“He’s having tea with Frank right now! Go to him! I’ll hold down the fort here!” Julie insisted.

Eddie didn’t need to be told twice; he began to run through the neighborhood to get home, keeping the photo album under his arm.

“Cole!” Eddie called out once he got inside. Cole perked up, while Frank and him got up to go see what the commotion was.

Cole didn’t even get a second to ask before Eddie grabbed him and gave him the biggest hug imaginable, dropping the album to the floor. “Cole I remember! I remember it all! You are my best friend, Cole Cumulus! You are the best best friend a guy could’ve ever asked for! We did everything together! You got me to go to prom even after my date had made me sadder than a hog in a desert!” Eddie wailed out as Cole hugged him back, tearing up now as well. He remembered him.

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VelvetCardiganBucky’s Recommendations 2021: Week 12 & 13 | March 14th – March 27th

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«Last Week

Week 14»

My Masterlist

My Fic Rec List of Mafia/Mob Bucky/Sebastian & Steve/Chris/Andy

Stuff I Posted This Week:

Steve + Bey = 4Ever » Steve Rogers and Bey carved places in each other’s hearts, that no one else could ever replace.

I Hear A Symphony » Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reader — Reader plays an important song to her for Bucky.

—Formerly The Winter Soldier » “I’m no longer the winter soldier, my name is James Bucky Barnes & you're part of my effort to make amends.”

Lee Bodecker

(Mini) Series:

*Give In by @not-a-great-writer » soft!dark!Lee Bodecker x shy!Reader — She didn’t think she was anything special. So when the intimidating Sheriff takes an interest in her, she can’t help but feel a little unsettled. Her boring life is about to get a little interesting. | This story has to be one of my all time series I’ve ever read, and I know I will weep when it’s over. The chapters are decently sized, you have angst, fluff and smut. I couldn’t ask for more, it’s simply a masterpiece.

Deadbeat Pt. 9 by @the-witty-pen-name » Lee Bodecker x F!Reader — You work at the bar at the edge of town, the Sheriff is going through a divorce and needs to rent a room. | Cole thank you for feeding my current Lee Bodecker obsession after I watched The Devil All The Time, for the time. This story is good and I love soft!Lee, and one where no one dies. At least I hope no one dies...

SamBucky

One-Shots:

Loving You Is Cherry Pie by @river-soul » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — When Sam Wilson, one of your regulars at the cafe finally asks you out, you’re ecstatic until he tells you he wants his friend to join. When you meet Bucky, you decide it might be worth your while after all. [Allusions to stalking, exhibitionism and explicit sex, 18+] | There is just not enough SamBuck stories out there and we have @river-soul to thank for feeding our love for the boys and giving us some good smut, especially to tide us over till Friday.

Nothing Good Happens After 2 AM by @callmeluna » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — You are admittedly a handful when you’ve had a few drinks in you. Luckily, your partners Sam and Bucky are more than up for the challenge… maybe. | If you are looking for something to make you laugh, might I suggest reading this? The whole time as I read this I couldn’t get the huge smile off my face, it was that good.

Bucky Barnes

Drabbles:

Matching by @heli0s-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Reader and Bucky are “matchy matchy,” with their belly button rings. | This is adorable as well as very funny.

One-Shots:

Smooth Criminal by @bestofbucky » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Based on a dream @velvetcardiganbucky had. You’re parents told you to never give rides to strangers, but when you notice Bucky Barnes trying to break into your car, you know some strangers aren’t so bad. | Jenny did my dream justice! I honestly couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Don’t Over Do It by @whisperlullaby » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your boyfriend is an asshole. Bucky reminds you that you are perfect the way you are. | I can’t describe this anyway other than perfect, that I wish I had a Bucky like this there for me. Trust me you’ll love the ending.

Coming Home to You by @angrythingstarlight » Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your Biker boyfriend is finally home and he’s going to show you how much he missed you. With every inch he has. And you’re going to remember how much he loves you. | It’s not very often you read something that has an alternate ending and when you do you find yourself loving both endings. Both endings are hot, the smut is great, again who couldn’t love Biker!Bucky?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that. | Thank you so much for entering my writing challenge, it means so much. This one-shot is so good, it hit me right the feels and left me falling in love with Kori and Bucky.

Show Me How To Ride by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You’ve been keeping a secret from your biker boyfriend. He is going to get the information out of you one way or the other. | It’s hot and it makes you realize just how much you realize just how much you love Biker!Bucky.

Bubble Baths by @floatingpetals » Bucky Barnes x Reader (Modern AU) — Even your boyfriend Bucky, needs to wind down at the end of a stressful with a bubble bath, but he doesn’t want to do it alone. | Okay, so my summary of this sucks but let me just say this is fluffy and smutty all at once. I wish I had Bucky to take a bubbly bath with.

Bad Boy!Bucky Barnes x Shy!Reader by @gagmebucky — in which there’s nowhere to sit and bucky offers his lap—then, subsequently, his cock. (bad boy!bucky x shy!reader, dirty talk, exhibitionism and voyeurism, cockwarming, unprotected sex.) | *chugs water* yeah is it a little hot in here? I probably would have failed class if Bucky had been in my class along with Steve, I wouldn’t have known who to stare at, forget learning the material.

**Greater Good by @fuel-joy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — There is a cure for the zombie outbreak but is it worth the cost. | Grab your tissues, because you are going to need them. Thanks darling for entering my writing challenge and making me feel so many feels with this one.

(Mini) Series:

A Tender Heart ♥️ Pt. 2 by @river-soul » Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader — You’ve been sweet on Bucky since you started working at the compound six months ago. Normally quiet and mild mannered, an unexpired fight with a coworker brings Bucky into your orbit. [A/B/O dynamics, brief mention of bullying and fluff] | If anyone can pull at your heartstrings it’s @river-soul making the beginning of this series look so promising and I can’t wait to see where it goes.

Run To You 🪙 Pt. 10 🪙 Pt. 11 🪙 Pt. 12 by @bestofbucky » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bodyguard!Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. | Jenny left me at the edge of my seat, making this such an amazing story, I always look forward to her updates, and so sad that there is only 1 chapter left.

Better than Working sequel to This by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Beefy Biker Bucky shows you all the benefits of working from home. In fact what he has for you is so much better than work. | Sometimes you just need to read something hot to lift your spirits, let this do that.

Stucky

One-Shots:

*Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again. | This is so hot that I highly recommend not reading this anywhere out in public. The smut in this is just *chefs kiss*

(Mini) Series:

Miracle Pt. 2 🥀 Pt. 1 by @heavenhatesme » Soft!Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader; Soft!Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — When infertility threatens mankind with extinction and there hasn’t been a baby for almost 18 years, what happens when two certain super soldiers fall for the same woman and accidentally impregnate her? | It’s not tagged as dark, sorry to the writer I tagged it that please forgive me? But I just want to tell everyone heed the tags. I do look forward to reading what happens next. The smut in this is great!

Invisible Ink by @navybrat817 » Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader; Bucky Barnes x Reader x Steve Rogers — The owners of the Howling Commandos Tattoo Parlor want to make you their best girl. | I love the idea of tattoo’d Bucky and Steve, but that's because I have a weakness for tattoo’s. So this series is just right up my alley, and the start of it is so good that I know it’s good to be a great one!

Steve Rogers

Drabbles:

Chocolate Milk & Dino Nuggets by @nony-bear » Steve Rogers x Reader — Daddy Steve helps make his little girl feel better after a long week. DDLG THEMES | Had me wishing I had a Steve to make me Dino nuggets after a long day at work. It’s precious folks.

Prompt 4K Drabble Challenge by @sweeterthanthis » Steve Rogers x Reader — “Show me how deep you can take it.” | You’re going to need an ice cold bath after this one.

One-Shots:

A Cruel Tide by @writerwrites » Nomad!Steve Rogers x Reader — A lost hero thinks she needs saving, but this divorcée’s needs were different, fleeting, and then full of attachment. Can they overcome the burdens on their shoulders and keep their word? | Sometimes you want to wrap the reader and Steve in a blanket and protect them while enjoying the smut. This gave me that and more.

Untitled Request by @navybrat817 » Steve Rogers x Reader — Sending Steve a naughty photo while he’s in a meeting leads to punishment that will remind you to never do it again, right? | Hi, I’m just going to drench myself in ice cold water. ✌🏻

(Mini) Series:

*Control Pt. 3 🔐 Pt. 1 🔐 Pt. 2 by @river-soul » dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — When a probationary agent asks you out on a date you learn Steve’s intentions for you have evolved. He doesn’t take kindly to someone touching what’s his. [Noncon, physical violence (biting), grooming behavior and explicit sex, 18+] | Definitely one of my favorite series to read on Tumblr so far, you know it’s dark, and the smut is great. I always look forward to the updates on this one.

*Lipstick and Crayons 🖍 Ch. 4 by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve can’t ever repay you for what you did. After meeting you, Steve believes his broken family is the missing piece in the puzzle of your own wrecked one. Indebting the crime lord to you has been the biggest mistake of your life, cause now you can’t get rid of him, no matter what. Loyalty and favours go a long way in the mob. | This story always gets my heart a racing and leaves you with questions as to what is going to happen next. I truly love it and Soft!Dad while being Angry!Mob boss Steve all at the same time, this story just has it all for me.

This Is My Unbecoming by @river-soul » Werewolf!Steve Rogers x Witch!Reader — When the Hydra pack graduates from turning humans to swell their ranks to kidnapping and murdering witches to consolidate power, Steve knows he needs to strike. He makes a deal with a powerful coven leader for a witch of his own in exchange for destroying the rogue pack. [Magical realism, biting, blood, slightly dubious consent and explicit sex, 18+] | Okay this is so good and I would like to thank the teenage mind of @river-soul for creating this! Like seriously thank you. I look forward to reading more!

It’s been a long, long time ☕️ Ch.1 by @mostly-marvel-musings » Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers – a man who has lost too much finds himself blending into the crowd in attempts to forget his past but revisits familiar places and spends days sketching his heart out. A rainy evening leads him to find shelter in your coffee shop. Is having meaningful conversations over endless cups of coffee with a stranger the key to unlocking a heart that’s lost the will to love? | The prologue tore my heart out, it truly did but the first chapter just puts the pieces back together. I really love this and I’m honestly looking forward to reading what happens next. I can’t thank you enough for entering my writing challenge!

*Not A Team Part: 1 by @shedobewritingalittle » Steve Rogers x Reader — The Reader tries to live a normal life, but her memories won’t leave her alone. Rhodey comes to visit the reader with a proposition. | There aren't a lot of stories out there that have walk on parts with Rhodey in it and I didn’t know how much I missed out on having him in stories till I read this. This was just so well written and the characterization of Rhodey was perfect, how Peyton got the emotions written across, it’s perfect. Read this and have some tissues on hand. I will always love it.

Andy Barber

One-Shots:

Closing Arguments by @river-soul » Andy Barber x Reader — Andy and you are going out for the first time since your daughter’s birth. Anxious about leaving her behind Andy does his best to make you feel better. [Fluff with explicit sex (f recieving), 18+] | So fluffy and sweet!

Keep the Heat by @ozarkthedog » Andy Barber x Reader — Andy fucks you in the coat. | Semi-Short and the smut is oh so good.

(Mini) Series:

Homebound 🏡 Ch. 1 by @fuel-joy » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader — You witness your neighbor kill his wife. You try to gather evidence all from the comfort of your home. | Prepare to be at the edge of your seat with this one, it’s just that good.

One Night by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader — One night changes your entire life. | This is dark and exciting, with tons of angst in it. I love a real good dark!Andy fic and this is it.

Chris Evans

One-Shots:

Mirrors by @cherrychris » Chris Evans x Reader — “wanna know what i see? me owning you and this sweet little pussy” | Sometimes you read things that just blow your mind and this was one of those things.

*Work Party by @harrylovex » Chris Evans x Reader — you get drunk at a work party and chris looks after you… | This is really adorable and probably one of my favorite fluffy Chris Evans one-shots I’ve ever read.

Misc.

One-Shots:

An Act of Kindness by @stargazingfangirl18 » Jake Jensen x Female!Reader — A simple act of kindness seals your fate. | I would like to simply start of by saying that this was my first Jake Jensen fanfiction in years, or maybe my first one, and all I could was where have I been hiding from him? So good and glad I read this and so will you!

*Come Back Safe by @celestialbarnes » Sam Wilson x Reader — based on tfatws, you find out sam’s leaving for a mission, afraid to lose the man you love, you confront him, and he promises you to come back. | So fluffy you’ll want to cuddle it under a blanket fort and wish under a thousand starry night skies for it to come true.

(Mini) Series:

Fiery Friends Pt. 3 🔥 Pt. 4 by @wanderinglunarnights » Johnny Storm x OFC!Sophia Jones — Johnny invites his best friend Sophia to stay with him in his penthouse during quarantine. | I really like this story, because I find myself mentally rooting for Sophia and Johnny, also going you go girl. Looking forward to what is next for this duo.

Ensnared Pt. 2 🔗 Pt. 1 by @stargazingfangirl18 » Ransom Drysdale x Female!Reader; minor Robert Pronge (Mr. Freezy) x Reader — Robert preps you for the handoff to the smooth talking stranger who bought you, but before he lets you go, he wants to have a little fun first. | So good and hot. Honestly I look forward to hopefully finding out what happens between the reader and Ransom.

Made With Love by @ayybtch » Wanda Maximoff x f!Reader + Friends to Lovers — Wanda is an excellent cook but a terrible baker. A rough day leads her to the bakery in the Avengers compound where she meets you, the lead baker. After a dismal attempt at making chocolate chip cookies, you volunteer to help Wanda learn how to bake. Your friendship grows stronger with each successful recipe until the two of you stumble into something even sweeter than baked goods. | This story will constantly have you smiling, sure it’s only 3 chapters so far, but I started off reading it in a bad mood but by the 3rd chapter I was just so sappy and happy. I can’t wait for more!

Without Me by CuttingMyFingersOff » Legolas x OFC!Braigeth — Braigeth was an elf who has nothing but memories of Legolas to help her survive being imprisoned in the walls of Orthanc. That is, until she is able to escape and reunite with him. | I’ve been invested in this since my friend came forward to me with the idea for this story and now that it’s being written, I couldn’t be more excited to read it. I need more Lord of the Rings in my life if I’m being honest.

Forever and Ever More by @syntheticavenger » Dark Alpha!Ransom Drysdale x Omega!Reader — Ransom Drysdale may be Boston’s most eligible Alpha but he has his eyes set on you. With his inheritance hanging in the balance, he won’t take no for an answer, whether you like him or not. | Prepared to go on a Hawaiian EMOTIONAL roller coaster with this story, there are so many times in this story you find yourself picking your jaw up off the floor. I’ve linked you to chapter 9, which has all the previous chapters, listed.

Is A Shout Out To My...

@bluemusickid in celebration of 700 followers is hosting a Holi Celebration Writing Challenge, that is due April 30th, but extension can be given. Any Marvel or MCU characters can be used in addition to Chris Evans and his characters. The theme is Holi and its colors, for better explanation visit the link provided.

@whisperlullaby in celebration of 700 followers is hosting a 700 Followers Challenge, your entries will be due May 5th. The theme is kinks, no RPF, DDLG/MMLG, bathroom related , incest, or under age kinks. This is MCU characters, Sebastian Stan, and Chris Evans characters x OFC or Reader. For more information visit the link provided. Congrats Becca on the 700 followers you deserve it hun!

@stargazingfangirl18 in celebration of 5K followers is hosting a Soft Dark Writing Challenge, which is due May 31st. Don’t let the name fool you, your writing can be soft, dark, or soft!dark, or headcanons about any Chris character. 500 word minimum with no max, but new or be read as a stand alone piece. For more information visit the link provided and be sure to congratulate Siri on her 5K milestone!

@cloudystevie in celebration of 4K followers is hosting a Mob!AU Writing Challenge, that is due on May 30th. You can use Chris Evans and any of his characters he’s played before, as well as make it NSFW or SFW. To learn more about it please visit the link below. Also congratulations Jasmeen on the 4K followers! 💗

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Doorway Duo pt.2

Pairing: Hybrid!Taehyung x Reader, Hybrid!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Hybrid!BTS, Non idol AU, fluff

Warnings: Pregnancy

Summary: Y/n was abandoned by her long time boyfriend and moves back home to help prepare for the baby. She’s surprised to find two unfamiliar hybrids at her house.

Length: 2,456 words

Notes: Sorry for the long wait, this summer has been one disaster and tragedy (my grandpa, great grandma, and college friend have all passed) after another but I’m almost finished with part 3 so I’ll be posting that in the next couple of days. 

Date posted: 7/26/2020

Pregnancy sucks.  My back hurts and my feet are sore after just a few hours walking. Not to mention the overall discomfort of my body swelling up to accommodate the new human developing inside of it. Luckily I only have about three more months of this left and I could finally hold my baby boy. Yeah, Hobi was right. He claimed that it was his hybrid genes that made him privy to this information but Kook calls bullshit- he and Tae had been hoping it was a girl.

In the past two months of staying back home, I’ve seemed to bond super well with the two new hybrids. At first, it was easy to become friends with Tae, he was overly friendly and followed me around after our first-day meeting. Once my baby bump became prominent I could keep him away; he spent most of his waking hours cooing at my stomach. I had to work a bit harder to get Jungkook to open up to me and all it took was a few weeks of calling Taehyung his nickname.  Apparently, he was just shy and wanted to be my friend also but he was jealous that Tae got to be called Tae. I called him Kook since then and all shyness flew out the door. He and Tae were both so energized all the time and both so caring. Today they insisted on accompanying me to the store because they didn’t want me to accidentally overwork myself. Hobi tagged along too, not wanting to be left behind at the house alone.

I was flanked by both Jungkook and Taehyung the moment we entered the store but this is something I've had to get used to.  Another thing I’ve had to get used to is that Taehyung was very touchy. His hands are always in contact with some part of my body and today he had wrapped his arm around my waist and his fingers traced small circles into my side as we strolled down the aisles. Usually, I wasn’t someone who liked to be held all the time but with Tae, it never bothered me, it was actually comforting most of the time. Hobi strolled a few feet ahead of us while he was bickering with Taehyung over the chips that were tossed into the cart.  The great chip debate happened every time we went to the store, Hoseok had a weird taste when it came to snacks and my other brothers and I had long gotten over it. 

Jungkook was hovering on my right- so close that our knuckles brushed as we walked- his presence a constant that I’ve become accustomed to these last few weeks.  He was back to his quiet guy persona, it probably would stay this way until we got home. Hobi thought it was funny when we went out in public together- said that Jungkook changes gear into high alert one I became a variable. It was hard for me to imagine him outside of the two versions of him that I knew, the quiet and shy versus the playful and relaxed.  At home, Jungkook was the one to cajole me into chasing him throughout the house but whenever I turn a corner too fast he’s there with arms outstretched to catch me. 

Taehyung too acted a bit differently when we went out, usually he was a bundle of energy and excitement that couldn’t be contained but in public, he seemed to change into a startling somber man who would then meld himself to my side once out the door. I guess this fed into his protective instincts as well.  Tae was the one who was most concerned with my well being in the house. He responded to every grunt and whimper I’ve made since I’ve moved in. He forced me into weekly self-care nights and rushed to prevent me from overworking myself no matter the task. I would think that it was charming normally but because of him, I’ve been banned from dish duty after accidentally cutting my finger after moving in. 

My parents had warned me that the three hybrids in the house might change a bit while the pregnancy developed but if I were uncomfortable then I should let them know right away. Hoseok was the same Hoseok as ever- a beam of sunshine in my monotonous life. He has spent increasingly more time outside of our house - going on dates with some mysterious guy. He has stopped teasing me a much this past week or two and instead teases Jungkook and Taehyung twice as much. Jungkook and Tae have obviously turned into my pseudo bodyguards and that can probably be chalked up to their hybrid instincts. 

Why else would these two hang onto me so closely?   I thought to myself as I focused on a sign for a buy one get one half off deal for oatmeal. Dad liked oats in the morning but there didn’t seem to be any of his favored cinnamon flavors. Taehyung suddenly ripped me out of my peaceful bubble by tugging me into his side abruptly. Jungkook stood in front of me while I could hear Hoseok apologize profusely. Both Taehyung and Jungkook had their faces twisted into scowls as they peered down at the man huddled on the floor. He looked familiar.

His curly blonde hair seemed to be what struck me with a name on the tip of my tongue. I couldn’t quite place him, how many blonde men did I know? Not many other than that Jimin guy Hobi brought around since high school. I couldn’t place him until he glanced over where I was peeking out over Jungkook’s shoulder. His eyes were blue, an icy pale blue that was the same color as his. This was Henry’s little brother. Was it Darren? Or maybe David? It was hard to recall as Henry was coles with his family. Especially after their parents divorced and He had been the only child to go live with his dad. I had only met David a few times over the almost six years we had been together. 

“Y/n?”  He asked, his eyes lighting up in recognition. Hobi- who was interrupted mid apology for ramming into him with the cart- looked back at me with inquisitive eyes. Taehyung tried to pull me closer to his side but this once I resisted and stepped from the overwhelming protection of the Duo. 

“David? Last I saw you, you were a scrawny little beanpole.” I teased light-heartedly as I stood next to Hobi. David’s cheeks flushed as he stood up and straightened out his clothes. 

“Uh, well, I grew up. It’s been three years so how’s it been going? Henry said you guys split up.” His eyes seemed to be glued to my stomach. My stomach was big, especially for how far along I was at only six months of my pregnancy but I was already passing the size of a watermelon. My hands came up to cradle my stomach. 

I forced a smile, “Yeah, we did. It’s been about six months, I think? I’ve been doing good though.” 

It was then that my blood ran cold. Rounding the corner behind David was the man I never wanted to see again. Henry.  These last few months haven’t fully rid me of the sting of abandonment and no matter how much I’ve been coddled - it could never erase the pain and loneliness that I’ve had to overcome. I could feel my brother tense up beside and his threats to ‘rip out his throat’ came ringing in the back of my head. I calmly reached out and held onto his forearm gently.

Henry’s attention was fully focused on the bakery box in his hands and he only glanced up at his brother. He quickly did a double-take when he noticed that there were five looming figures instead of just the one. He skimmed over the group of strangers until he locked eyes with me. His feet took root and held him back a few feet away as he gawked. 

“Baby? That's my baby?” he managed to choke out while his eyes bugged out of his head. David’s jaw dropped and suddenly, with both their gazes trained on me, I felt so much smaller than just a few moments ago.  I could feel panic clawing at my throat as it rattled its way out of my chest at the sudden turn of events. That’s until a warm firm hand grasped onto my elbow as the familiar towering presence materialized behind me. Jungkook. His hold quelled my panic almost instantly. I fixed a terse smile at Henry, my face changing a calm disposition.

“No. You were right: there was no way it could be your baby.” I could feel the acid dripping from my lips as I forced a saccharine sweet smile at the asshole.

Henry’s face quickly snapped out of the shocked expression, almost as quickly as his face took on a reddened hue. “So you were a fucking whore and got knocked up by some hybrid? Should have known, your family is way too close to those fucking freaks.” He kept his eyes trained on Jungkook’s hand holding onto me.

“Oh, I knew you were a piece of shit the first time she brought you home.” Hoseok laughed unamused. He abandoned the cart only to stalk towards Henry, stopping with barely six inches left between the two. “The only thing keeping me from tearing you limb from limb right now is the fact that she begged me to, One more comment from your limp-dicked self will be more than enough to break my self-control. This is the last time you’ll ever speak to her or her children. Understood?” Henry nodded quickly with a face painted in fear. 

Taehyung stepped forward and turned the cart around. Jungkook tugged me along and rubbed his hand on my arm in comfort. Tae swiped a few boxes of snack cake of the shelf as we hurried away and a sudden ringing sound of a slap rang out through the aisle.  No-one turned around. As we approached the lines for check out I could hear the squeaking of Hobi’s sneakers as he ran to catch up with us.  His hands replaced Jungkook’s as he tugged me into his chest. 

He tucked my head under his chin and held me tightly, so tight that he managed to squeeze out the few tears I was managing to fight back. He only tightened his grasp as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He let go momentarily to wrench his wallet out of his back pocket so he could exchange it for keys from Jungkook. He pulled me out from under the judging stares of the cashiers and led me to the parking lot. As we neared the car he hugged me closer to his side so he could press his cheek against the top of my head. 

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. 

“No. I’m sorry I let you be with that asshole. I failed as a big brother.” he sighed despondently and I could feel the guilt twisting my stomach into knots.

“No, you’re the best one I got. I’m sorry he said that about you, I’ve never heard him say anything like that before. I love you Hobi, you’re my sunshine.” I cried as I held onto his shirt.

“I know you don’t think of me that way or the guys. I can remember you fighting punks like that at the park growing up. His dumbass will never affect how much I love my snot-nosed baby sister.” he pulled away and leveled me with a soft smile, forcing me to return one. 

“Did you hit him? You could get in a lot of trouble.” I bit onto my lip as I imagined the terrible consequences. He could lose his job at the shelter. He could be marked aggressively by the government and taken away. He could be arrested.

His warm soft hands squished my cheeks as he made me face him. “Aw, is our little Y/n worried about her big brother? Don’t worry my princess, bubby didn’t hurt him. His brother slapped the socks off him. I was shocked.”  His blinding smile finally returned and could hear a cart being pushed behind us. I turned to see Taehyung standing on the front of the cart with a big smile as he waved to us; Jungkook was running full speed at the handle of the cart. 

I laughed at the two idiots as they barely managed to stop before crashing into my car. Taehyung’s hands flew forward to brace himself against the trunk. Jungkook laughed heartily as Taehyung started to yell at him for almost squishing him. 

“Kook, are you driving us back?” I asked to save him from the snow leopard. He nodded as Hobi tossed him the keys. Kook popped the trunk while Hobi and Tae tossed in the few bags of groceries. Jungkook steered away from the cart and we all filed into the car wordlessly. I was in the passenger seat with Hobi behind me. There seemed to be a heavy curtain of silence surrounding us all. 

“Taehyung, Jungkook, I’m sorry for what Henry said.” I pointedly kept my attention at the fast-changing scenery. They were both silent until I could feel hot breath against my neck. A chin rested on my shoulder while a nose pressed itself between my ear and jawline. 

“Why are you sorry? Did you teach him to hate hybrids?” Tae’s deep voice was just barely louder than a whisper but it echoed in my heart. I whipped my head towards him, my eyebrows pinched together harshly, only to see the grin plastered on his face.

“You know I don’t think like that. Don’t tease me like that, I was apologizing because you guys don’t deserve to be spoken to like that. You’re people; kind, caring people.” I glared at him with no heat while his smile only widened. 

“We do know, that’s why we weren’t mad. It's something that happens and we can’t help that we’re used to it. We were actually pissed at that asshat.” Jungkook harrumphed in agreement and I could feel the knot loosen in my stomach. 

“I’ve been trying to join Team Hate Henry since we moved in and Hoseok hasn’t allowed it. I bet Namjoon will let us in now.” Jungkook smirked back at Hobi who squeaked in protest.

“Namjoon cannot know that we met with him. He would actually kill him.” I interjected, my fear helping me envision Joonie in an orange jumpsuit. 

Jungkook side-eyed me before smirking at me, “ Would that be so bad?”

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everyone else is fighting for second {Mortal Kombat (2021)}

SPOILERS FOR MORTAL KOMBAT (2021)

Summary: Canon Divergent AU. Crack & Fluff. The team develops into something of a found family, which happens to include Cole's actual family. They take a day off from fighting to go to the fair, where the biggest question is 'who is Cole's daughter's favourite in the team?' Besides her dad, of course. Kano is very competitive about this question.

A/N: 1968 words. I will take a meat-tenderizer and FIX the canon and make it SOFT. i love cole young and mk 2021, if you don't like that, you've been warned. everybody lives/nobody dies AU & kano isn't a traitor. also imagine there's just like.... more time before the tournament. enough to become a found family. like i said, fluff & crack. warnings for swearing.

If Cole had it his way, Emily and Kano would have never met. He would be perfectly happy letting everyone else on the team meet her, but he's yet to hear a single sentence leave Kano's mouth that didn't include some colourful variation of 'fuck', 'shit', 'wanker', or 'cunt'. So unsurprisingly, he wasn't exactly eager to let his teenager daughter near the man who Sonya had literally called 'scum of the Earth', but alas.

"I'll be on my best behaviour, pinky-swear!" Kano's grin was all teeth as he'd held his pinky finger up to Cole's glowering face, wiggling it a little when Cole made no move to finish the pinky-swear.

"If you say - cunt -" and the word sounds so uncomfortable coming from Cole, he damn well looks uncomfortable just saying it, "within a hundred feet of her, I'll get Kung Lao to cut you in half." And he gesutres over to where Kung Lao and the rest of their ragtag bunch of misfits; the man in question had forgone his usual weapon for a more modern, soft-brimmed sunhat, but his jaunty wave to Kano at the sound of his name still managed to be menacing. The Australian shuddered in horror at the mere thought; at least he took the threat seriously.

"You don't have to be jealous, man," the threat seemed to only have dampened Kano's jovial attitude momentarily, as he's got a spring in his step as he follows Cole to the rest of the gathered champions, "Uncle Kano's gonna set a fuckin' - flippin' -" he corrects himself as Cole shoots him a warning look, "great example." Sonya barks a loud, derisive laugh as Cole sees fit to remind him that he's not Uncle Kano.

"Emily's a good kid," Liu Kang assures, kind and sincere.

"Yeah, she never even believes me when I tell her Kano's a dirty, little rat," Kung Lao smirks in the face of Kano's sudden outrage, and Cole is pretty sure that, despite it being Emily and Alison's idea, to give the team a day of levity and to bond, this might be the worst plan he's ever agreed to.

"This is a day of bonding, not of infighting," Raiden's voice joins them, followed by the God himself only moments later, which is enough to unite all the champions in confusion at his choice of wardrobe for the day. While still sporting a majority of his usual attire, somehow he'd managed to procure a t-shirt with a meme of all things on it, a personalised meme!

"I designed it myself, I think it turned out pretty okay; whaddya think?" Kano sounded far too proud of himself, looking at the cartoon drawing of what could only be Raiden himself pointing awkwardly at Thor as depicted in Marvel Comics, who was pointing back.

"We are both Gods of Thunder," Raiden explained, pointing to his own shirt; Sonya had gone wide-eyed, unsure of how to react, while Jaxx was doing his utmost not to burst out laughing.

"I... didn't know you knew what a meme was," Cole admits, though honestly, once the shock had worn off of, it was rather charming.

"I didn't know you knew what a meme was," Kano fired back, equally confused.

"I have a thirteen-year-old, of course I know what a meme is -" but then it seems to hit him just as it hits Sonya and Jax, and the three of them turn to the pair of confused, cave-dwelling, internet-free champions. None of them knew where to begin trying to explain the whole situation, but thankfully, Raiden chose that moment to open a lightning portal, and they all headed through quickly.

----

The night that Cole and his family had gone home after everything had gone down, the fighting, Sub-Zero, and the man he's pretty sure is the ghost of his ancestor, Emily had looked him dead in the eye and called him a super hero.

And then told him that his friends were really cool.

This was a sentiment that his new friends seemed to share about his family.

Cole quickly comes to realise that family isn't something a lot of the rest of the team have nowadays; they have each other, but for a lot of them, that's mostly it. He sits on an invite to dinner that he'd already ran past Alison several days ago, before inviting Liu Kang and Kung Lao over, if nothing else, to repay the hospitality they'd shown him so early on.

Alison's rule was that there was to be peace on their property; no training, no fighting, but the team was welcome as long as they didn't bring trouble to the door.

So then it was Sonya and Jaxx, who brought dessert when they came over.

Emily once asked what Thunder Gods ate. Did they eat? Cole wasn't sure. He extends an invite to Raiden anyways, but it's politely declined. The next time, however, he took up Cole's invite, mostly for the company, and to thank Alison and Emily for their patience; having Cole away so often wasn't easy, he'd be the first to acknowledge that. Alison appreciated the sentiment, as did Emily, though she was also just bursting with questions for the God, and he did his best to answer what he could.

Then finally - finally - after so long spent with the team, of most of them coming to find comfort and serenity in his home on the occasions that they need it, Kano is invited to Sunday lunch too.

----

"I know us champions and our super powers are pretty cool," Kano says to Emily, the moment they step through the lightning portal and emerge into the sunshine and the noise of the fair, "but I'm your favourite, right? Besides your old man, of course," and he rolls his eyes a little at that, as does Cole, for very different reasons, while Alison shoots Cole a questioning look. Thankfully she still does not trust Kano as far as she could throw him.

For her part, Emily answers incredibly diplomatically, sounding much older than her thirteen years, and quite a bit like her mother;

"Kano, you're a grown man, my approval shouldn't matter to you," she sounds sincere, which is completely undercut by Kung Lao sliding into step beside Kano.

"Which means you're not her favourite," he teases, and Kano practically growls back, embarrassed, while Emily calls out to Raiden that she likes his shirt. He practically beams.

"Not a lot of people will really get it, though," she points out, and Raiden muses on that for a moment.

"But I get it, and it's mine."

"Fair point," Emily nods at that, as their strange group steps up to buy tickets.

---

Emily spends more of the fair of people's shoulders than she does actually walking, which delights her endlessly. Mostly she's up on Jax's shoulders, and charges her cotton candy for the ride, ripping a small chunk from the one Cole had bought for her.

"It's weird seeing you all look so normal," she says to Sonya, the two of them in line for the Dodge 'Em Cars alongside Liu Kang and Kung Lao. Sonya grins, knows exactly what she means, gaze turning to the two members of the Shaolin Order of Light, not that anyone would know simply from looking at them now. Where Liu Kang had found a pair of trendy, ripped jeans was beyond Sonya's imagination.

"You look cool, though," Emily amended quickly, "I didn't realise you all would come to the fair, but I'm glad you did," she's smiling brightly as they get closer to the front of the line.

"Who did you expect to come along today?" Liu asks, eyes wide and curious. It wasn't that he was as competitive as Kung Lao or Kano, but he still found the child's interpretation of their group to be interesting. She knows, in some capacity, what they're capable off; she'd watched her father slice, dice, and kill Goro after all. The fact that she could think so highly of them speaks a lot to her capacity for kindness, or perhaps her childish naivety, but Liu preferred to think it was the former.

Emily, however, goes quiet, seems to be a little embarrassed. She mutters something, avoiding eye contact with any of them, and Liu goes to ask her to repeat herself, but she interrupts him while doing so;

"I wanted Dad to have a day off," she admitted, before adding, "and... and Lord Raiden; I don't think he's had a day off this millennium."

"It's good of you to look out for them," Sonya tells her fondly, "our team can be pretty single-minded, but we needed this day off, I think." And she gives Emily a pet on the shoulder, and lets her steer the tandem Car when they finally get a turn.

----

"It's me, right? I'm your favourite," Jax asks Emily over lunch, not because he genuinely believes it, but because it riles up Kano, and to a lesser extent, the competitive Liu Kang.

"Jax is one bad day away from pledging his allegiance to Skynet, he can't be your favourite -" Kano grumbles.

"Dad's my favourite," Emily reminds them sternly, and Cole has to hide his proud little smile, before she adds, "and mom's my favourite too, the rest of you, well of course you're all badass as hell -"

"Is it Liu? 'Cos he's pretty and you're, yanno, a teenage girl," Kano scowls at the warrior who'd been attempting to just quietly enjoy his basket of fries. Both Cole and Alison are wearing similarly murderous expressions, and Kano raised his hands in mock surrender, dropping his gaze.

"Actually," Emily said pointedly, despite the embarrassed flush on her cheeks, though she was mirroring her parents intensity, "my favourite is Raiden because he's literally a God that shoots lightning out of his hands, and you're now my least favourite because you're a rat bastard."

"I taught her that," Kung Lao was grinning from ear to ear, and when he and Emily look to each other, they share a definitive nod.

"How come he's allowed to teach her words like bastard?!" Kano demanded to know.

"Because you're a bastard," Sonya interjects.

Kano is thankfully quiet for the remainder of lunch, sulking at his end of the table as chatter returns to normal, returns to talk of how everyone else had been enjoying the day.

----

At the end of the day, Kano shoves a large, stuffed kangaroo at Emily that he'd won at the booth where you had to knock over bottles.

"Didn't even use me eye or anything; lost an hour of my life and fifty fuckin' dollars," he was grumbling, while Emily was examining the prize.

"You won this?" She seemed endeared by it, endeared by the thought that he'd put the time into winning it for her.

"'course I won it, can I stop being your least favourite now?" He asked, and Emily tucked the kangaroo beneath her arm, giving him an appraising look.

"You can't buy my loyalty -"

"Wouldn't want it if it could be bought, I know that shit from experience," Kano interjected, crossing his arms defensively, ignoring where Cole was glowering at him every time he swore.

"But you put time in, and effort, so you're back to third with everyone else."

"As long as none of those bastards is beating me, I'm okay with that."

As they headed to the exit, to where Raiden had created a lightning portal for them all to go home through, Emily reached out and punched Kano lightly in the shoulder.

"Thanks, Kano, it's pretty sweet that you care so much."

"Don't tell the others," he grumbled back.

"We've been with you all day," Jax calls out, "we already know."

[fanfalc-616]

Time for Amnesia

Chapter Ten: “Don’t Make Me Repeat Myself.”

(Previous Chapter Here)

Yeah sorry for the mix up here’s the chapter I finally wrote after like 6 months-

Something pokes his face.

Blinking groggily, Kai looks around. Where the hell is he this time? What’s going on?

It takes him a few moments to realize that he’s stuck in some kind of prison cell, laying uncomfortably on the floor.

Jay pokes him again. “Are you awake yet?” He prompts.

Kai immediately gets to his feet, cursing at the stone walls lined with metal and the way the sole window is in the door, a set of bars through it for extra security.

“Yeah, we’re kinda stuck. Captured. The others probably have no idea where we are or who kidnapped us- we don’t even know who kidnapped us.” Jay gives a quiet laugh- one more out of fear than humor.

“We’re gonna die. This is it. We’re just going to get murdered here. Are we even going to find out who captured us? I mean probably, but we’ll be killed immediately after. I’d say we haunt them as ghosts, but after seeing what that did to Cole, I’d rather be in an afterlife. I think. I’ll have to ask him what being a ghost was really like- or I would, if we had the chance to see him before getting murdered!” Jay’s clearly panicking, and- hey, isn’t he supposed to be the experienced one here?!

Kai stares at him for a few moments. “We- we’re not gonna die.” His voice is shaky, but he tries to ignore that as he goes up to the barred window in the door. No, he won’t die, he refuses to die. This can’t be how it ends, with him not even knowing who he is! That’s not fair!

He wills his fire into his hands, but nothing happens. Scowling, he tries again, but for some reason, it still doesn’t work.

Ugh, come on, he did this before without even really thinking about it! Why is it so hard to do now?!

“Jay, blast this thing with lightning!” He instructs. “We can figure out where to go from there.”

Jay looks unimpressed. “It’s vengestone. You can’t use elemental powers when there’s vengestone.” He sounds tired, and Kai gives him a glare.

“Would you mind picking an emotion and sticking with it? Panic or calm or annoying or whatever? I’m not in the mood to navigate whatever the hell is going on in your head.”

He ignores the sputtering noise the ginger makes in response in favor of looking closer at the bars of the cell they’re in. There’s gotta be something he can do here…

Unfortunately, if there actually is something he can do, he can’t figure out what it is. Which is bullshit, but something tells him this is how his life usually ends up going.

With a grimace, he looks back at Jay. “Do you know who captured us? Or why?”

The other shrugs, which only serves to fuel his annoyance. “No idea,” he admits, “but they’re probably trying to keep us from stopping them from doing something evil.”

For a few moments, all he can do is stare. Seriously? This is what he’s working with here? What the fuck is wrong with this guy?

“That’s super helpful, thanks,” he grumbles sarcastically, silently lamenting his past self. Why would he hang out with these people to begin with? Sure, they said something about him needing to rescue Nya, but couldn’t he have just left afterwards? Why would he let himself get put into these situations?

“Look, we- we’re probably gonna be fine.” Jay assures. “It’s just- uh. I tend to overreact a lot. It’s gonna be okay, I just freak out easy.” He sounds uncertain of himself, and Kai resists the urge to roll his eyes.

“Like I said: pick an emotion and stick to it,” he snaps, turning away again. This entire situation is infuriating as it is, he really doesn’t need Jay pissing him off more.

Shaking his head, Kai comes to a conclusion. He doesn’t know what’s going down here, but whatever it is needs to hurry up and just happen.

Narrowing his eyes, he takes a step back, trying to dig back into those forgotten memories. He knows how to fight, doesn’t he? Why can't he remember it?!

With a huff, he comes to a decision. He’ll give this a shot and hope that his muscle memory will take care of it.

“Kai?” Jay speaks up behind him, but Kai ignores him in favor of taking a deep breath, preparing himself.

“Kai, I don’t think-“

Summoning all of the rage and frustration inside of him, Kai moves forward, kicking the door with as much strength as he can muster.

But even with all the force in his hit, the door only rattles against its hinges in response.

As a matter of fact, the only real result is the red-hot pain that’s suddenly jolting up his leg.

The high-pitched yelp that escapes him is just plain embarrassing, and as if to damage his pride more, he ends up stumbling backwards, falling flat on his ass against the stone floor.

“Ow,” he grumbles, grabbing his foot instinctively. Damn, that hurt a lot more than he thought it would- well, actually, he wasn’t expecting it to hurt at all. In the movies, the door would’ve just swung right open.

But this isn’t a movie. This is real.

The sudden understanding hits him like a bucket of ice water.

He keeps not thinking, he keeps just acting, but this isn’t a game. He knows nothing about what’s going on, he doesn’t know what enemies he has, and all he’s done so far is alienate the people who he needs to stay alive.

Jay pries his hands off of his foot, and Kai feels himself flinch. When had he gotten that close?

“Alright, uh, maybe don’t do that again.” The ginger suggests. “It doesn’t look too bad, but there’s probably gonna be a few bruises.”

Grimacing, Kai nods. “Okay,” he agrees, ignoring the frustration boiling in his chest.

He can’t afford to keep doing this. Like it or not, this is his situation. If he keeps this up, he’s going to get himself killed. He needs to work with the allies his past self had made- he has them for a reason.

That doesn’t make them any less annoying, though.

Jay seems surprised- probably because he didn’t snap at him. Well, actually, if he’s being honest, he probably needs to do something to fix whatever damage he had done to their relationship since he woke up.

Not romantically, though. He doesn’t even want to think about that.

Gritting his teeth, he abandons his pride- for the moment, at least. “I was being mean to you earlier. ‘m sorry.” He mutters the words in a low growl, refusing to look at the other while he does.

Even though his eyes are on the floor, he can still tell how startled Jay is. Which is honestly fair- Kai hasn’t exactly been the nicest since he woke up.

“What?”

Flashing him a glare, Kai struggles to keep his temper under control. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” he snaps.

He has to get along with these people, sure- he doesn’t have a choice- but would it really hurt for them to be less annoying? Or is that just their personalities?

Jay opens his mouth to reply, but just then, there’s a weird slithering noise coming down the hall, growing closer. Silently, they exchange a glance. The ginger seems to be trying to tell him something, but for the life of him, he can’t figure out what.

Quickly pulling the two of them to their feet, Jay grabs him by the arm and pushes him against the wall by the door. Once he has, he takes a few steps back, staring out the window definitely.

It takes a moment before that clicks- if the door is opened, anything on the other side won’t be able to immediately see him. Of course, it comes with the risk of getting a bloody nose, but-

The noise stops just outside the door, and even though Kai can’t see past the bars where he is, he can at least see the ginger’s almost shocked expression.

“Hello there, ninja. Long time no see, hm?”

Taking half a step back and clenching his fists, Jay seems to be trying to swallow back his fear. “Ha, with that ugly mug, I wish it’d been longer!” He snaps.

“And you are still as unoriginal as always, it seems,” the stranger tsks, sounding amused. “But I suppose I must ask, what happened to that little fire-starting friend of yours? He was in here earlier, I know.”

Kai feels himself tense, but Jay doesn’t even glance in his direction. “Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?” He finishes the words off with a hesitant smirk, but then pauses. “Well, I mean, I guess technically I’m the one with the lightning powers… but I’m still not telling you anything!”

There’s another pause, and after a few moments of it, Jay huffs, narrowing his eyes. “I see that someone doesn't know their memes, huh?”

“Yes, well, some of us are actually intelligent. But that is… besides the point. I wasn’t aiming for the two of you in particular for this, but I suppose you’ll do.”

This time, Jay does glance towards Kai, a poorly-hidden terrified look on his face for the split second their eyes meet.

“So he’s just beside the door, then? Hmm. I suppose I had a bit too high of an opinion of you both to think one of you could have escaped,” the stranger chuckles again, somehow making it sound even more insulting than before. “But then again, I most likely would have caught him again anyway.”

Kai can feel his breathing catch at the words, his entire body tensing with apprehension.

Who even is this guy?!

Jay scoffs, but he’s still clearly stressed out. “Don’t flatter yourself, Pythor. We’ve beaten you before, and we’ll do it again!”

Alright, so their name is Pythor. If Kai didn’t know any better, he’d say that that kind of name would belong to a serpentine. But serpentine are just an old bedtime story, so they can’t be-

Well, it wasn’t long ago he thought the same thing about magic. So it might be possible. But it still doesn’t sound-

Wait. When Lloyd was telling him about the volcano… he mentioned serpentine, didn’t he? And- and this Pythor guy specifically!

… and this serves to show that Kai should really pay more attention to what these guys talk about.

Speaking of which, he should probably tune back in to whatever’s going on with Jay and Pythor now.

“-can’t be serious. I mean, I knew you were crazy, but this is a whole new level, even for you. Didn’t someone actually say that the definition of insanity is trying the same thing over and over and expecting different results? I don’t remember who, but my point stands! You-“

“Yes, well, I don’t recall asking for your opinion on the matter. I do, however, have other questions I would like answers to.” The words are spoken threateningly, intense enough that Kai can feel himself shudder.

Jay, however, looks unaffected- actually, he looks like he’s starting to calm down from his earlier panic. “And why would we give them to you?”

Fear still coiled in his guts, Kai forces himself to take deep breaths. This doesn’t look good, and Jay just seems to be escalating the situation. And Kai would try to do the opposite but one: he doesn’t know how. Two: he’s pretty sure Pythor wouldn’t listen. And three: he has a very intense desire to punch this guy in the face. There’s not really a reason, he’s just annoying and sounds really punchable.

“Well, blue ninja, I think you’ll find it’s because you don’t have a say in the matter. One way or another, I-“

Fuck it.

Shoving his rational thoughts to the side, Kai quickly sidesteps in front of the door. And- yeah, that’s definitely a serpentine. Still, he doesn’t let himself dwell on that. If anything, the long neck is a plus.

Because it’s that much easier to reach through the bars and grab.

Hand tight around Pythor’s throat, he yanks him into the door, forcing his head to slam against it with a very satisfying smack.

Kai lets himself smirk as he lets go, expecting the snake to collapse to the floor from the force of the hit.

Instead, he finds himself staring into infuriated magenta eyes.

Oh. Okay.

Kai may have made a mistake.

[dareactions]

DAI companions meeting Adaars mercenary band for the first time (romanced too, if possible)

Cassandra: The seeker isn’t entirely sure what she expected, but to see the Inquisitor practically attacked through physical affection by other Qunari weren’t close to it. She did her best to remember the names told to her and properly connect them to faces- but it was incredibly difficult with everyone but one named Kaariss, because he was the only one who fit the ‘obnoxiously loud poet’ description the Inquisitor had given her. The group is confusing to her, if only for their rather dysfunctional conversations- she had heard both the Inquisitor and Shokrakar tell the earlier mentioned poet that if he didn’t stop, they’d sew his mouth shut. They are close though and she admires their loyalty to one another.  If Romanced: She is nervous, and Cassandra is very rarely nervous these days. The seeker feels such relief at earning even an inkling of approval from Shokrakar she swears she could pass out at the spot from the lingering tension in her shoulders. Eventually, the seeker is found wishing that the Inquisitor had been quiet about their relationship because suddenly Kaariss wants to write love poetry inspired by the two and Ashaad (two?) keeps asking if there are kids incoming. No matter what they start a conversation with, Cassandra is left groaning with a red face as the group laughs at her and the Inquisitor’s despair.

Solas: The group is too loud, that is his first-ever comment about their visitors to the Inquisitor. He has no clue why they are at Skyhold, but he cannot WAIT for them to leave- there is something about a man named Taarlok asking to overlook your paperwork 8 times in a row that really makes Solas blood boil. Then that annoyance turns into slight admiration, at their bond- their willingness to throw themselves into danger for each other and the family-like relationship they all share. Solas starts to appreciate their smarts, their views on the odd and peculiar as well as the insight they can give on any changes the Anchor has seemingly caused the Inquisitor’s personality.

Dorian: The mage has to admit he is having the time of his life, Beyond Solas annoyance and Cassandra’s sudden inability to speak when someone says something rather extreme- it’s the interactions between Valo-Kas and the Chargers that has him on the floor holding his stomach while laughing. It’s like watching a group of toddlers try to pick who gets the swingset first, except with pointy and sharp weapons involved. He gets along with them surprisingly well, sure there are some snide comments about Tevinter and the occasional magic insult at first but - nothing he can’t throw back at with ten times the force. Soon he finds himself dreading the day they leave because who will amuse Dorian then? If Romanced: He doesn’t want to say that their approval of him means the world, but it sort of does. The inquisitor deeply respects Shokrakar, a woman who could snap Dorian in half, and to Dorian that means she is important enough to try and get her to like him. And it takes a while, they poke and prod at him to see how he can hold himself and when all things are said and done- Dorian is left victorious. Well, as victorious as he can be with Kaariss shitty poetry thrown at him. The Inquisitor goes out of his way to state that Dorian shouldn’t have worried one night, because Shokrakar had mentioned in a letter that she already liked Dorian due to the fact that he ‘Makes the red magic fucks implode’ with his magic.

Sera: There is nobody in the entirety of Skyhold that is as excited as Sera is, she is visibly shining when the Valo-kas are introduced to her. She fits in faster than anyone else because she is practically on the same wavelength. Sera will poke fun at Kaariss, call Taarlok a huge nerd and ask Katoh to throw her up onto the tavern roof just to freak out the Inquisitor- she fits in as if she was apart of the Valo-kas herself. Sera doesn’t look out of place with how she acts, something that is absolutely horrifying to the Inquisitor. If Romanced: Shokrakar narrows her eyes at Sera the first time they meet, but then simply nods and states that the inquisitor picked someone good and that she quite enjoys the jar of bees idea. After that there are no worries, Sera is family. The Inquisitor will be seen smiling fondly at her partner together with the mercenary group because it just looks right. The loud laughter, obnoxious jokes, and borderline violent comments just feel like home- for once the Inquisitor goes to bed knowing that everyone she loves and cares for is in the same place, and Sera notices that. She is just happy to have new friends honestly, but it warms her heart to see the person she loves so relaxed for once. One day Ashaad brings up marriage though, as a joke because he heard some human mention it- and Sera threatens to spike his next drink with mabari urine.

Blackwall: Because clearly having two giants who can see when you lie from a mile away wasn’t enough. The Warden frowns when he first hears about it, tension clear in his face for days before he finally settles down and realizes he can just ignore them if all things fails- well, at least he thought so. But Sata-Kas starts taking refuge in the stables and suddenly Blackwall is having casual conversations on the daily, while he doesn’t find himself getting overly close with the mercenary group- he has nothing against them. Sure they make him nervous but he sees no reason to avoid them at the end of the day, Blackwall has to admit he loves the chaos they create during late nights in the tavern though. It’s enough to make potential stress worth it. If Romanced: Shokrakar threatens him the first time they meet, fully aware about the events of Blackwall leaving- and what he has done. Word travels fast and even faster when mercenaries are involved, he knows this better than anyone. After that initial threat though she is surprisingly relaxed, simply happy to see the Inquisitor well- happy. Sure, they poke fun at him and do some jokes that honestly makes him want to crawl into the dirt but he can tell they mean well..though if he has to sit through Katoh trying to choke out Kaariss one more time he might just stop showing up to the late night drinking sessions.

Iron Bull: He is excited and rivals Sera in that regard, his curiosity gets the better of him because Bull is no longer apart of the very organization that the Inquisitor’s mercenary group was disowned from or simply had denounced. There is some lingering tension from rivaling opinions but they get along swimmingly and Bull feels nostalgic somehow. He can spar with Sata-Kas and has to agree with Shokrakar about the poetry. Bull feels at home and especially during the late nights in the tavern when Krem and the others join- laughing loudly with the Valo-kas about past adventures and tales. They can drink together for their fallen friends and count their blessings. If Romanced: Nothing is really different, other than the fact that Shokrakar feels the need to speak to bull in private. The woman is clearly very nurturing, while head-strong and a bit foul with her expressions. He simply ensures her that the Inquisitor is a good person, someone he adores and while they can butt heads he would do nothing to hurt their member emotionally or physically- he isn’t out to break the Inquisitor in any manner or collect information.

Varric: He gets ideas right away for stories, something only fueled by Kaariss mediocre storytelling and awful poetry skills. Varric finds himself especially getting along with Taarlok, the two spending hours talking business and eventually the topic of their fallen friends does get brought up. Varric finds a new respect for the Inquisitor, because they have felt the same type of mourning that he has. They have lost friends, people that were like family and somehow not even shown just how much it hurt them. Varric realizes with the Valo-Kas visit, the Inquisitor was someone entirely different before the conclave, sure their personality may be the same and so their morals- but they’re emotionally aged now. They’ve been put in charge by force and he didn’t honestly realize how much that had affected them. Varric also learns that drinking games with the Valo-kas and the chargers is dangerous, like super dangerous- holy shit they tried to throw him twice last night.

Vivienne: Ugh, is all she can really say about the matter. They are loud that’s for sure. Vivienne respects them though, because their skills are impressive. She might consider hiring them in the future should she ever need to, but often times she finds herself avoiding the Tavern even more- but the Inquisitor needs it, the familiar smiles and laughs. If it’s for them she supposes that she can stand the overly violent mercenaries for one more night- or two.

Cole: The Valo-kas finds him a tad creepy at first, but eventually warms up to the lanky tall man and his odd sentences. Cole likes being around them, because they like being around him. They’ll laugh and joke, send deadly glares to people who dare make comments about his odd behaviour and at one point Shokrakar attempts to give him two very big beer glasses because ‘he was a growing man’, which Cole wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. Varric had stopped that though. He enjoys their bond- their happiness.

[let-it-raines]

Hello! Don’t know if you’re accepting prompts but just saw a clip of gerrit and amy cole playing catch- she’s pregnant and still bringing the heat! Thought of emma and killian in the CMIYC verse :) hope the muse inspires you, pretty please and thank you :)

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September 2022

Emma hates him.

She really, really does, and she doesn’t plan on changing her mind about that anytime soon. He doesn’t deserve it, and she’s going to stick to that thought process for the foreseeable future.

Because that’s definitely rational, and she is a beacon for being rational at all times.

Or not.

Definitely not. But at least part of the time.

“Take the train home,” Ruby says as she hands her the largest cup of lemonade Emma has ever seen. She’s going to have to pee approximately eighteen times after she drinks it. “I’ll ride with you so you’re not alone.”

“We don’t take anything close to the same route, and I don’t care about riding alone.”

“I don’t care that we’re not on the same route.” Ruby taps her shoulder into Emma’s as Emma takes a sip of her drink. God, this is delicious. She could probably live off of lemonade right now if she didn’t think about how many calories she consumed with a cup this size. And the peeing. So much peeing. “We could get Graham to come get us. He can give us a police escort.”

“That’s excessive.”

“You look miserable. Excessive might be in order.”

Emma hums and leans back in the stadium seat, propping her feet up on the back of the chair in front of her. She needs to wash her sneakers. They have seen better days, and she loves these too much to do anything but preserve them forever. She definitely should have bought more than one pair when she got these.

Killian would have killed her.

As if he doesn’t have a million shoes of his own.

She’s definitely buying at least two more pairs of these shoes when she gets home. She deserves them.

“I’m not miserable,” Emma promises before taking another sip, “but I’m tired. I have been here since eight this morning, and Killian is out on the field running around in circles.”

“That’s called jogging.”

Emma rolls her eyes and tilts her head to lean it on Ruby’s shoulder. “Shut up.”

“I will soon because I’m about to leave for the day. I just wanted to make sure my nephew was going to be okay.”

“Oh, so what about the woman who is wearing extremely elastic shorts to house your nephew? Because if you don’t ask about me, I swear I’m going to pop off on you.”

Ruby chuckles and wraps her arm around Emma’s shoulder. “People ignoring you and only mentioning your stomach today?”

“Oh my gosh, yes. And my boobs. I had actual, real people reference my boobs and how much bigger they are because I work with a bunch of assholes who can only focus on a woman for her boobs.”

“Your boobs are absolutely gigantic, and you’re only seven months.”

Emma’s eyes narrow. If she didn’t want this lemonade so badly, she’d pour it on Ruby for that comment. “If you ever have a kid, I’m going to remind you that you think being seven months pregnant in the summer in New York is an easy thing.”

“I only meant that your boobs are going to get even bigger along with your ankles.”

“Shut up,” Emma laughs, gently hitting Ruby. “I should have never told you I have to wear compression socks while working.”

“That was a mistake.”

“My ankles are normal size.”

“If you say so.” Ruby nods down toward the field. “It looks like your baby daddy is winding down. You going to be okay if I leave you to him? Or are you going to murder him for making you wait here? I’ll support you in that, but there’s only so much I can legally do to get you out of that situation.”

“Nah, I like him too much to murder him.”

“I’ve heard he’s really good at sex, too.”

“Rubes, you’re ridiculous.” Emma pulls herself away from Ruby, standing from the seats and wiping away the sweat that’s pooled at the back of her thighs before grabbing the hair elastic off her wrist and pulling her hair up into a ponytail. “You’re also not lying if I have to be totally honest with you.”

“Ha, I knew it.”

Her eyes rolls, and when Ruby stands, Emma leans over to hug her. She doesn’t actually know what she would do without Ruby and her penchant for asking totally inappropriate questions.

“Go home and let me go try to drag the crazy man off the field, okay?”

“I’m pretty sure he’s trying to win the World Series again to impress you.”

“That would be ridiculous.”

“But it’s definitely true. You might be married to the most romantic man alive.”

“I’m going to tell Graham you said that.”

“Please do. He could step up his game.”

“I’ll slip it into the next conversation, but try as much as you might, there’s not much of a chance of Graham winning the World Series. But I’ll send him a text with a very blunt hint.”

“Perfect.” Ruby places her hands on Emma’s stomach, and Emma has to bite her tongue. She only lets Killian do that because people touching her stomach is freaking weird and should not be a socially accepting just because she has a human growing inside of her. “Baby boy Jones, your mom is going to murder your dad for making her stay here all day, and she’s going to murder me for touching her stomach, so I want you to know that I am the most beautiful woman you’ll ever see.”

“Goodbye, Rubes,” Emma sighs. She takes another sip to keep from laughing. “I’ll let you know if we’re still here in the morning.”

“You might as well wait. You’ll just be super early for work tomorrow.”

“At this rate, we both will be.”

Ruby turns and walks away toward the exit while Emma makes her way down the stands until she’s at the gate that will let her out onto the field. The sun is nearly finished setting, the overhead lights turned on and beaming down onto the field, and the heat from the day is finally melting away so that it’s not excessively sweltering.

She cannot wait for winter. It’ll be cold and comfortable and she won’t be pregnant anymore. She’ll probably be freaking out because she has no idea how to be a mother, but at least her ankles won’t be slightly swollen anymore.

Hopefully.

It’ll all be worth it. Supposedly.

No, definitely.

She’s just miserably hot today and wants to be home on the couch with Netflix on so that she can get up and do this all over again.

They’re going to the ALDS, and she’s so damn excited. They’ve been rebuilding the team for years now, getting back to the top of the game, and this is the first time in a long time that Emma’s felt it in her gut that they’ve got a chance. 2019 feels like decades ago, but it’s only been three years since their lives were insane.

Well, insane in slightly different ways.

At least there are no deadbeat dads working with ex-boyfriends to ruin their lives. She couldn’t go through that again. She needs some kind of calm to be able to get through the next few weeks and keep from getting too stressed.

Pregnancy was obviously a great idea.

“Hey, twenty-nine, they called off practice a few hours ago.”

Killian keeps jogging, but he slows his pace until he’s in a walk and heading straight toward her. He has absolutely soaked through his t-shirt and his shorts, and he is definitely going to smell horrible on the car ride home if he doesn’t shower here.

“I’m getting extra credit, love.”

“You’ve already aced the test. Let’s go.”

Killian pushes his hair off his forehead before reaching back to tug at the back of his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the ground. Emma’s stomach swirls, and she swallows the lump in her throat.

Damn, she is luckier than she has any right to be.

Maybe sitting on the couch and watching Netflix isn’t what she actually wants to do right now.

“You see something you like there, Swan?”

“I feel like you took your shirt off because you know my hormones are crazy and that I’m still a little extra horny…on occasion.”

“I took my shirt off because I’m covered in sweat. Something like what you suggested would simply be a perk.”

Emma laughs and meets Killian halfway when he kisses her. “You are incredibly sweaty.”

“If you’re willing to wait a little longer, I’ll shower here.”

“I’m expecting it.”

“Good.” His lips run across her jaw before he pulls back. “You want to do me a favor and do some pitching practice with me?”

“You’re kidding.”

“I notice you didn’t say that as a question.”

“Because it wasn’t.”

Killian’s lips stretch into a smile, and she recognizes it. He’s about to try to charm her pants off, probably quite literally, but she’s not going to let him. She’s going to ignore him and keep on drinking her lemonade.

“C’mon, sweetheart. I’ll cook dinner if you practice with me.”

“You’re already cooking dinner, so you’re really slacking on the convincing.”

“Damn. But to be honest, I was counting on not wearing a shirt to be all the convincing you need.”

Emma shakes her head and takes one last sip of her lemonade before putting it down on the ground. “You have to rub my feet when we get home, and you better promise that you’re not going to nail me with a ball.”

“So many dirty jokes I could make there.”

His brows waggle, and she reaches over to shove him before walking to the pile of equipment behind home plate. She finds a glove that she doesn’t hate, grabs a ball, and meets Killian on the side of the field where he’s waiting for her. They’ve done this countless times out here, in stadiums across the country, and on the rooftop of their house. Though, that last one has led to a broken window at the brownstone across the street, and that was not a pleasant conversation.

She misses one catch and disaster happens.

“I got another jersey today,” Killian tells her as she gently tosses the ball his way.

“For a newborn or for an older kid?”

“I’m thinking toddler. It was cute. They’d gotten it customized with my name and number.”

He pelts the ball back. Okay, so they’re not going super slow today.

“You get it from a fan?”

“Yep. A group of women.”

Emma closes her eyes and shakes her head as she smiles. That does not surprise her in the slightest.

“We’re going to have enough onesies and jerseys to dress this kid until he’s a teenager because of groups of women who love you.”

“What can I say? My pretty face attracts a lot of women.”

“How pretty would it be if I gave you a black eye?”

“I think I would still be at least in the top two of the most stunning men on the team.”

She hears the thwack of her ball in Killian’s glove. “You are never lacking in confidence, are you?”

“I think we both know the answer to that.”

All the time, she thinks.

He lacks it all the time, but he hides it until the darkness of night when it’s just the two of them. The demons have been coming out to play lately with the pressure of the season mounting, that possibility of greatness at the tip of his fingers, and with her due date getting closer as they’re all wrapped up in baseball.

The two of them wanted this more than anything, but their own parents screwed them over so badly that Emma gets the demons. She has them, too.

Not when they’re out here, though, and there’s nothing and no one in the world but the two of them.

“Did I tell you Ruth is coming to town next week?”

“Is she staying with us?”

“If that’s okay with you.”

“Yeah, of course, love. I’ll wash the sheets in the guest room and get some groceries delivered. She still on a pasta kick?”

“She definitely is. You should see the texts she ends me. I don’t think I’ve ever looked at that much pasta.”

“I have, but it wasn’t the good kind of pasta.”

“All pasta is good pasta.”

His ball hits her glove a little harder than she was expecting. Damn, Jones. “That, darling, is not true in the slightest. For instance, wheat pasta and then that pasta you burned.”

“That was one time,” Emma groans as she shakes out her hand while adjusting her stance. “I swear I can cook. I haven’t died of starvation yet.”

“It helps when cereal is available.”

Emma throws the ball as hard as she can at Killian, but he doesn’t even flinch when he catches it. She can throw a fantastic ball, too, so he definitely should have flinched.

Sweat is now dripping down her back, the humidity in the air seeping into her clothes and her skin, and maybe she should take her shirt off as well so she doesn’t get covered. Killian might have had the right idea there.

She is not taking her shirt off in the middle of Yankee Stadium no matter how badly she wants to. That would somehow not go well for her and someone would see, and she’d have even more shit to put up with. Emma’s definitely punching the next person to tell her that she looks like she’s going to pop any minute now.

She’s not.

But why the hell do people think that’s okay to say to a pregnant woman? She swears some people forget that pregnant women are still people all on their own.

“Twenty-nine, I love you, but if you keep making fun of me while killing my arm, you’re going to have to sleep on the couch. And the bad one, not the one in the living room.”

“Does your arm really hurt?”

“I may be a little sore from working out this morning. I’m mostly miserably hot even though I thought it was getting cooler out here. Can we move somewhere that never gets this hot?”

Killian nods and starts walking toward her. He takes his glove off and once he reaches her, he pushes the hair that’s curled on her face back up into her ponytail. “We can go someplace with air-conditioning right now. I feel like that’s an okay compromise.”

“After you shower, right?”

“What? I don’t smell great right now?”

“I already told you that you smelled awful.”

Killian hums as the corners of his lips turn up, and she doesn’t have enough time to run before he’s wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in until she’s covered in sweat and the awful smell of someone who desperately needs to shower. It’s a million times worse than when he leaves his sweaty clothes in the hamper instead of putting them in the washing machine.

“Stop,” Emma groans as she pushes him away. “Killian, stop. I’m going to smell awful.”

“I think it’s too late for that.”

“Oh my gosh,” she laughs as she stops trying to pull back. She’s already screwed. This is disgusting. “You’re a child.”

He shrugs and smiles so widely that his eyes crinkle. “I’m in my thirties, and I play baseball for a living. I’ve never had a reason not to be.”

“Well, that’s not true.”

“No, I suppose it’s not.” Killian releases her from his embrace before stepping away. “C’mon, Swan. There’s no one in the clubhouse. We can go shower. I’ve got clothes for you.”

“If you wanted to get me naked, all you had to do was say.”

“I have been trying for that this entire time.”

Emma shakes her head and chuckles. “You’ve got an early game tomorrow, and you actually have to play. Let’s go shower and then go home. I’m exhausted, and I was promised a foot rub.”

-/-

“What the hell?”

Emma shifts in bed and twists her neck to look at Killian. “What?”

The mattress dips and suddenly Emma feels Killian’s pressing into her back as his arm loops over her stomach. “Look at this.”

She looks down at his phone and at the video that’s playing. It’s the two of them from last night when they were throwing the ball back and forth.

What the hell?

“How did someone get this?”

“I don’t know. There must have been someone still in the stands that saw us and then they sent it in to SportsCenter.”

“Usually I’d be bothered by something like this, but I look like a hell of a lot better pitcher than you here. Look at that accuracy. And according to the caption, I’m a catch.”

“It also says it’s unfair to me because we’re playing two on one.”

“Shut up,” Emma laughs as she leans back into Killian’s embrace. “Have you already looked at the comments?”

“Against my better judgment, I did. There were quite a few about my lack of a shirt and how they could understand how you got pregnant.”

“I feel like a hell of a lot of people have no idea how sex works then.”

Killian snickers into the back of her neck and drops his hand to her stomach. “You do have great accuracy, love.”

“I learned from the best.”

“Rob?”

“Oh, yeah, definitely, Rob. He’s undoubtedly the best pitcher on the team.”

“I guess you’ll have to keep practicing with me until I get that title.”

“We’re going to be practicing for a long damn time then.”

Killian pulls her back against him and buries his nose in her neck. His scruff is prickly against her skin, but the burn of it is pleasant as his lips run across the cords in her neck before settling just below her ear.

“Are you and the kid going to gang up on me or are we going to let him like me for a little while?”

“I think we’ll let him like you until he’s five, and then he’s my partner in crime.”

“That is the most reasonable plan you’ve ever had.”

She huffs and places her hand over Killian’s on her stomach. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about, babe. Though, I’m definitely going to be the one to teach Jace how to throw a ball. You suck.”

“Aren’t you the one who broke the Taylor’s window?”

“I said teach him how to throw. That was a catching problem on my part. We’ll have to let Scarlet teach him all about that.”

“The thought of Scarlet teaching my kid anything is terrifying.”

“Please. You trust Will with your life.”

Killian nods into her neck again and places a soft kiss there. “I trust him with you, yeah. Do you want some breakfast? We need to get ready for work soon.”

“Do we still have that fruit bowl?”

“Mhm.”

“I’ll have that. Just give me five more minutes and then we can get up and get ready.”

“Five more minutes tends to mean about an hour.”

“No,” Emma sighs. “Five minutes. I mean it.”

“Fine, Swan, we can have five more minutes.”

-/-

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[five-wow]

I WATCHED 10.22. HERE ARE SOME THOUGHTS UNDER THE CUT. i promise they won’t all be in full caps, but i feel i should also warn you that this was not proofread.

the episode is starting! it has started. the start has started.

lots of flashbacks from 10.21 with VERY dramatic music in the background and it’s very much working on me. EMOTIONS.

oh my gosh we’re now getting a flashback (a new one, not “previously on”) to wo fat and victor hesse planning some evil shit with daiyu mei serving them tea and it is EVEN MORE DRAMATIC than the previously on was. i am IMPRESSED. also maybe laughing a little bit, but in a way where i’m genuinely enjoying the extreme “LOOK, THIS IS BAD” of it, gosh.

fun way to remind us of how it all started, with these two planning anton’s extraction! they get to show us bits and pieces from the pilot while we still get something new.

wo fat: “blood. is blood.” hmmm, the show seems to want us to think he has a point but i’m mostly amused this is coming from the ultimate bad guy because yes, that seems about right. (hashtag you don’t owe people anything just because you’re related to them, shuddup.)

daiyu mei looks all shy and awkward when wo fat asks for her input but i’ve decided that’s an act to keep victor underestimating her.

steve and cole are in a car and fjdkfdjk wait catherine is a super code breaker now? idk, she may have displayed some skills that leaned that way in the past, but now she’s suddenly well-known as one of the best in that field even though that’s not even her field as far as we know? i. i don’t mind catherine getting brought up in conversation but this is such an odd way to do it.

“we were together for a buncha years” hahaha, fandom never really knows how to define the start and end of their relationship and it seems steve doesn’t, either.

“she was the one that got away. what’re you gonna do?” well, look sad and frowny while this guy you barely know throws you a somewhat awkward look because you’re suddenly baring your heart to him, apparently! (for real though, i get that people will be upset at this phrasing and i’m sort of thinking this is a lead in to things i won’t like at the end of the episode and that’s bad but for what it’s worth, i don’t mind this at all! she did slip away from him at a time where he thought they were going somewhere else and he’s talking in past tense now.)

cole is worried he ruined steve’s day by bringing up catherine and that’s sweet, actually! seals emotionally supporting seals.

OOF it is TIME for danny to get ABDUCTED. also: i love that steve immediately drops everything, including the very important super secret difficult to arrange meeting to maybe finally get some insight into this cipher that doris left him, to race to wherever danny is in his car. i feel like alerting hpd (or anyone else in five-0 who might be closer) would be a good idea, but it makes a lot of sense for steve to need to Be There himself.

ohhhhh steve continually nearly crashing his truck while yelling for danny but only hearing gunshots over the line is 👌👌👌. THE ANGST. THE TENSION. very good, very good.

the camaro is BURNING. well that’s one way to smack us in the face with the end of an era, damn.

steve is ALSO BURNING because he obviously tried to get inside the car ahhhh.

fjdkf steve calls tani with instruction about cameras and tani asks if everything is okay because he sounds upset and all he says is “danny’s been taken” and that’s how tani an junior find out, poor dears.

steve, instructing hpd: “we’re looking for detective danny williams. you know who he is, my partner, right? we’re looking for him.” YOU KNOW WHO HE IS. MY PARTNER.

steve is already out of breath from sheer stress and he’s just standing around the tech table with the team, my gosh. (I LOVE THIS.)

danny, bloody and chained up and facing his captor, a woman he already knows is very, very dangerous: [makes a joke about exchanging insurance information because they burned his car] (LOVE HIM TOO.)

OOF though, daiyu mei lets danny know she knows he has two kids and the jokes are over because that’s definitely the line with danny, god.

here’s the scene from the one preview clip i watched! i’m really enjoying daiyu mei, by the way. she’s still a totally bonkers way to bring the threat of wo fat back even after he’s dead, but she is genuinely threatening.

“i have the person you care about most in the world” hello yes i’m still yelling about that one and might not stop soon

daiyu mei telling steve not to make the same mistake he did with his father and “allow a loved one to die” is so mean but so good and narratively pretty darn cool.

we’re not even eleven minutes in and we’re already at “come alone, commander, or your friend dies”. [insert that escalated quickly meme]

steve thinks he has zero options except give in to exactly what daiyu mei wants and it’s very unsteve of him but also fits perfectly with the mindset they’ve maneouvred him into over the past few episodes and with DANNY BEING GONE so i like it. i like that steve is very obviously freaking the fuck out.

never though i would say this, but... steve, you should listen to adam. it’s shocking, especially this season, but he is making an actual good judgment.

steve alone in the elevator on the verge of either a panic attack or breaking down crying and curling up into a ball is A LOT.

steve goes to the meeting alone, gets a location and confirmation that danny is alive and then hands over the cipher, and that’s good but also... i mean, for real, if he had just printed some random symbols on a similar piece of paper (maybe even the same symbols but in a different order!) how on earth would daiyu mei have known?

OH. OHHHH. danny does the badass steve-ish thing where he pulls himself up by his shackles to somehow get himself free, holy fuck, yes man.

IT WORKS. knocked out the guard, got the keys, got a gun - damn son. not only do we get worried out of his mind steve, we ALSO get bamf danny, ahhhh.

AND THEN HE GETS SHOT IN THE SHOULDER, which is where all those promo pictures came from obviously, and also means we’re about to tick off the hurt part of h/c in an even bolder font than we already had.

fdjkfdjkfd steve’s litany of comforting little nonsense lines while he’s dragging danny to the car and getting him into it and NOT GETTING BEHIND THE WHEEL BUT STAYING WITH DANNY IN THE BACK is killing me slowly.

fdjkfd steve hugging danny’s bloody face in his lap oh my god

apparently that wasn’t GOOD ENOUGH YET because then they’re at the hospital and steve tells the doctor’s what’s up and they’re about to roll danny away and danny, half dead and according to steve in and out of consciousness, somehow finds the time to try to grAB AT STEVE’S ARM BLINDLY. steve: “hey, i’m with you buddy, it’s okay.” DEAD. NOT DANNY, ME. I AM VERY DEAD.

the entire team is stressed and worried and just dead quiet, watching danny and steve. ohhhh boy.

oh fuck oh fuck steve is praying and red-eyed and furious and telling god “you wanna take somebody? take me. not him, you take me.” and i have a very big massive weak spot for exactly this.

cole comes to find steve to offer to figure out the cipher thing and steve has a very hard time giving a single flying shit and then HANDS COLE HIS GUN. welllll. just letting go of stuff they never would have normally left and right, here. i was kind of expecting steve’s badge to follow.

tani has a lot of good worried moments and i love that.

danny is out of surgery!!! steve gets to see him!!!

oh GOD we get a sad version of all for one while steve is in danny’s hospital room and grabs danny’s hand and i am. oh. oh. not okay.

STILL ONLY JUST PAST THE HALFWAY POINT OF THE EPISODE.

it’s honestly kind of weird that cole has this much screentime (i know he was supposed to be back for the season 11 that will never happen, but with the way things turned out that’s not very relevant anymore in story), but i mind it less than i thought i would have. i like him, and i’m glad he has quinn with him now, because i always want more of her.

danny wakes up and his slightly loopy conversation with steve has me fjdkfdjkfd. d: [says you’re supposed to be happy when a patient wakes up] s, like he might still be about to cry: “i’m happy.” d: “yeah? yeah, me too.”

steve is hurting and blaming himself for everything (very in character) and danny tells him he’s already annoying and that if he had a dollar for every time steve saved his life he’d have like twenty bucks (also very in character) and i’m glad for that bit of comic relief and they need it, too, but somebody also needs to give steve a good shake until the thought that this is on him leaves his head. if anyone except daiyu mei is responsible here, it’s doris. blame doris, jfc.

danny, after nearly dying and only just waking up in the hospital, while he still has trouble speaking: “put [the call steve is getting] on speaker, would you, i’m bored.” more jokes! but it also makes me go fjdkfdjk because you will not convince me that this is not danny, extremely injured, still trying to take care of steve by distracting him from all the misery they’re in.

fjdkfd OKAY SO. plot stuff: the cipher translates to coordinates that apparently lead to the place where the mcgarretts thought doris was buried. steve says he knows the place because his dad used to take him there and ? because i always thought john sent his kids away pretty soon after doris died so he can’t have had much time to visit her grave a lot with them, but also just, the drama of it, wow, doris. send your son an encrypted message that sends him to your fake grave, why don’t you.

jfkdsjlfksljfds the mcgarretts have a family mausoleum now, apparently, omfg. and there was still a space with doris’s name on it? even though they’ve known for how many years by now that she was still alive oh my gosh

cole is along for the ride to doris’s fake grave and steve keeps dropping these little nuggets from his family history and cole keeps (rightfully!) looking a little confused and/or alarmed, poor guy, hahaha.

daiyu mei is running full tilt and doing some mad parcour shit in a suit and what looks like high heels and there is a whole action scene here with lots of players and constant shooting and some one-on-one fighting, but i am fully distracted by the shoewear.

oh, false alarm, probably! not quite high heels, just something ballarina like with a very tiny heel. that’s better.

fjdkfjdkfd OOF daiyu mei nearly kills steve, steve gets the upper hand, daiyu mei says some things and we’re given another flashback to wo fat and victor hesse and this time also john when he was held hostage, and suddenly we’re told he’s not surprised that doris had a secret son (wo fat) and that he suspected her death was staged.

OH MY GU==fdj

okay so those were typos but i’m LEAVING THEM because “whatever happens next, don’t tell my son. it would be too hard on him.” HELLO JOHN, FUCK YOU JOHN. he wanted??? to keep this secret??? from steve??? and also he doesn’t even acknowledge that he maybe has more than just a son. maybe there is a person called mary out there somewhere? might ring a bell, if you think about it long and hard.

wo fat: “you’re a good man, john mcgarrett.” i really don’t know if we’re supposed to agree with things wo fat says but he’s mostly voicing the opposite of what i feel this episode.

daiyu mei to steve: “you are your father.” oh gosh. oh no.

ahh, here’s a point where cole’s presence really starts to take away from other characters. he shows up to steve and daiyu mei’s confrontation to back steve up, and that obviously should have been any other character that we’ve known for way longer and have way more attachment to (junior! that would have been so good, or maybe lou, who’s also been here for seven years, or tani, who keeps worrying), especially, very very much especially when steve goes “book her, cole”. that’s just confusing, too. so far the cole and steve parallels have been thrown at us and now he’s suddenly in danny’s place.

32 minutes out of 42 and we’re at “one week later” and steve hopping through his garden to get to the beach chairs where danny is sitting. this is good but worrying for how early it comes.

danny says he misses the very nice nurse who brought him jello and steve tells him not to confuse a caregiver for someone who cares and danny goes “yeah? you know jealousy is not uh, pretty on you.” and then they’re both awkwardly quiet for a moment. dear lord.

AND THEN THINGS WENT PEARSHAPED. danny: “you all packed?” my heart is sinking fast. maybe i should just quit here and leave it at danny telling steve jealousy is not pretty on him (which implies other things are pretty on steve - let’s get back to that).

steve to danny, who is talking up hawaii (which is of course very good): “who are you?” i am having FLASHBACKS to junior asking tani that exact same thing just a few episodes ago.

danny seriously questions steve’s decision to just up and leave hawaii a bunch of times and yes, danny, good, grill him. this is a stupid plan.

danny: “you know, it don’t feel like it’s gonna be okay. it feels like- my main dude is leaving me.” HI STEVE. MAYBE DON’T. MAYBE DON’T GO. MAYBE DON’T HURT DANNY.

“you got a phone, right?” we’re seriously at that point. we are. seriously at that point. wow.

steve forces danny to get up to give him the frigging tenderest, dopily smiliest hug and it is so very sweet yet so very wrong.

“I LOVE YOU, MAN.” / “I LOVE YOU TOO.” THEY DID NOT YELL THAT BUT I AM BECAUSE THIS IS ALL I’VE WANTED FOR TWO YEARS and now it’s under these circumstances which ugh BUT I AM STILL HYPED. THEY GOT TO SAY IT AGAIN. GOOD. FUCKING GOOD.

“don’t make me come looking for you” danny says after he sits back down and without another word steve starts walking away and then he stops and looks back and catches danny looking over his shoulder but quickly looking away again and holy fucking damn if this isn’t how stories go when they try to tell us that two characters shouldn’t be parting because they don’t want to. turn around, steve. it’s so easy.

EDDIE. my gosh, ANOTHER blond guy who loves steve to pieces and who steve Should Not Just Leave, wtf.

eddie gets an i love you too and then a kiss and my heart! is having a hard time today!

oh LORD there’s a knock at the door and it’s the whole entire team and lou!!! is making me cry!!! and everyone whispers how much steve means to them at him while they’re hugging him and fjdkfd what. why is he leaving! it’s starting to sound like a worse decision by the second.

i could cry at all of these goodbyes seperately but right now i am also crying at tani immediately hugging noelani when she joins the pile of people who have said goodbye. ohhhh.

EVERYONE IS CRYING. not cool. VERY UNCOOL. also, honestly, i love that danny got to say goodbye seperately and it’s fitting that he just can’t watch steve actually walk out the door but also... he should have been here, gdi. now there’s this huge emotional team moment and he’s absent and it’s weird.

steve boards a plane and sits down and his phone beeps and it’s danny texting him “miss you already” and i cannot believe this is actual canon and had to pause to kind of laugh/gasp for air for a little bit.

and catherine shows up! i’ve been braced for this so i’m not surprised and it’s less bad than i thought in many ways but also. they talk about cath driving danny’s car and steve says they can’t have danny williams driving his own car and if that’s true, then why the hell are you leaving, steve. what are you doing to danny? (also. uh. danny’s car kind of went up in flames? he has a new one already? i. what.)

cath asks if steve is ready and they hold hands and steve turns to look out the plane window and smiles and that’s very suddenly it.

you know what? you know what, for the most part, i absolutely loved this. i was prepared for VERY BAD THINGS and i don’t enjoy steve leaving at the end at all and i have MANY NOTES on how things could have maybe ended even better but i. i am okay with this. i am okay with this! that is honestly more than i thought i would be able to say and i’m just VERY RELIEVED right now.

as for the show ending with steve and cath... that was weird, but... he also held danny’s hand this episode and that was supposedly platonic, and steve and cath did not suddenly have a big romantic kiss or get engaged, so i am choosing to take this as a platonic reunion with a person from steve’s past he still cares about, someone who travels a lot and was in hawaii to break that code and therefore this makes sense. he leaves with cath, and then, in a few weeks’ time, he comes back to danny (the person he cares about most in the world), and canon just, y’know, forgot to mention that little tidbit. it happens.

anyway, i had EMOTIONS and i still need to let all of this sink in and i hope you’re all doing okay after this whirlwind of a thing and ahhhh, it is so very weird that it’s over now. 💖

[goodproofingwater]

Three’s company | Noah Centineo & KJ Apa x Reader

Word count: 3826 Warnings: it’s threesome so oral and penetrative sex, mostly at the same time, daddy kink, allusion to dom kink

Beads of sweat crawled down the side of your face as you lay on the lounger, the barely-there breeze doing nothing to alleviate the suns violent rays which caressed each inch of you. You had chosen to stay at Noah’s place in Malibu for a few days only because it was right on the beach, and sea air sounded incredible when he had invited you in your sweltering apartment.

His bronzed body had long since moved from its place next to you and you were glad for it, the distance allowing for your pores to breathe and your mind to stop wandering down the hair which grew in an almost perfect line from his navel and into his swim shorts.

It had always been trouble keeping your mind away from such things when you were around him. You had met when you were a runner on To All The Boys and by the time you were helping with the continuity of the hot tub scene you had a firm idea of your mind of how that would play out if you had your chance. Not even the cameras would have been able to stop you.

And you had the feeling that the lust was reciprocated the further into filming you got. Each time you would be helping to set up a scene which included him you would feel eyes on you, would catch him looking so much that he has actually stopped attempting to make it look any other way.

You had ignored the look in his eyes that he so frequently got when your mind wandered, unable to keep your face from showing how the visions of his hands on your body worked you up. You felt your teeth catch in your lips as he had pulled fabric over his head and lay next to you earlier, and the smirk on his face was not something that you were going to address.

Water splashed at your toes as he attempted to ply your attention from the book which you had been using as a tool to distract yourself, but it was only when it almost splashed the pages that you looked up.

His hair was damp, his strong shoulders glistening in the sun as droplets of water lapped at sun-kissed skin.

“It’s much cooler in here yno..” even his thick, husky voice turned something inside of you that you couldn’t explain, his hazel eyes and freckled complexion complimenting it and solidifying the image of him which so often graced your dreams.

“Maybe I don’t feel like getting wet,” the double entendre transformed to irony as he lifted himself from the pool, your eyes running down built arms to defined abs before he grabbed a towel next to you and ran it through his hair.

“Come on, you look super hot laying there. Come cool off with me..” he held his hand out but you knew better than to trust such a mischievous man, and you sighed, slipping home your bookmark and standing.

You walked over to the tiled stairs which descended into the pool and slipped into the water, a soft groan leaving your lips as he was proved right. The water felt incredible against the searing sun. You sank slowly beneath the water until your calves were fully submerged, your eyes meeting Noah’s for a moment before his travelled down your body.

“Something wrong?” You teased and he shook his head, biting his lip as he slipped into the water himself, swimming over to you and crawling up the stairs until he was between your legs. Tension radiated from him in waves, the weeks you had spent catching each other’s eyes across the set making your heart beat faster as he crawled further and further up your body.

Droplets fell from his damp hair as he moved closer to you, a hand moving to caress your face softly as he bit his lip, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the first day I saw you on set..” he spoke, his eyes darting from your lips back to your eyes as you felt yours do the same, “every night I lay in bed and think of what it would be like to be close like this with you..”

“Only like this?” You retorted, an innocent expression washing over your features as you weren’t fully sure what he was confessing.

He let out a soft laugh and looked down, and when he met your eyes once more there was a lust in them which made your legs spread involuntarily, your thighs just enough above the water that it wasn’t as subtle as you would have liked.

“No, mainly I think about those pretty lips being put to good use…” his lips curl into a smirk, “or wrapping those legs around my head...”

Filthy words turn you on even more than you already were watching his swim shorts get tighter around him, the water allowing his erection to show even more prominently as the fabric stuck to his skin.

“What makes you think I’m gonna let you?” You retort, and he bites his lip as his nose runs along yours, his hand having moved to your waist, fingers gripping you in almost desperation.

“The way you stare at my body when I get shirtless…” his whispers, “the way you looked at me during the hot tub scene like you wished you were sitting on my lap… and the way you licked your lips when you saw how hard I’m getting just thinking about making you cum with my mouth.”

“Noah…” you whisper, breath catching in your throat as your nipples began to harden,

“God I bet your pussy tastes so fucking sweet…” he almost moans the words and you can’t help the whimper which falls from your lips, moving toward him to close the gap between you as his hand moves to your back to press your body against his own. Before you know it he’s picking you up by your thighs and setting you down on the side of the pool, his body still in the water as he pulls your hips close to the edge.

His eyes are more full of lust that you have ever seen on anyone, and the fact that you were doing this in such a public place was such a turn on you could barely handle it. It was then you remembered that you were not alone in the house.

Noah had invited a few people to hang out at his place and when KJ had shown up at the door only half an hour after you, it was hard to tell how you felt. Sure it was annoying that you wouldn’t be alone with the gorgeous man you had been hoping to get a little closer to, but you and KJ had something going on yourself. It was made even more confusing when others called to cancel.

Riverdale was filmed at the same studios in Vancouver as To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before, and so the studio had used the same runners, meaning that you had the pleasure of working on both sets. You had become quite close with some of the cast of Riverdale, had gone for drinks with KJ, Cole and Camilla on many an occasion and it was always these occasions which saw you get sloppy. 

In return for keeping him company during even the most boring scenes, KJ would ensure that your glass never went empty. Unfortunately this often meant that you were alone and drunk with him by the end of the night, and there had been one too many occasions where you hadn’t been able to stop yourself from kissing him as he held you on the dance floor, had found yourself having to pull away from him on your doorstep so that you didn’t invite him in.

Both of you knew it was nothing serious, but being alone in a house with two men that you may or may not have something with put you in a mood that you had never felt before. One where you didn’t care what happened as long as something did. Luckily KJ seemed to be too preoccupied curating the playlist to notice what was going on, but the thought that he might catch you...

Long fingers pushed aside your bikini bottoms, tearing you from your thoughts as Noah licked his lips before looking up at you.

“Even your pussy is pretty,” he grinned, and you were about to make a remark about him being too kind when he pressed a wet kiss to your clit, and your back arched.

It had been a long time since you had been touched like this, so you were glad when he decided to start off slow and press kisses to your pussy as if he was worshiping your body. Then he let his tongue slip from his lips as if he was French kissing your clit and you let out a moan so loud that he chuckled against your skin.

“You like that, hm?” He spoke, licking his lips before he went back to work, his pouting lips soon wrapped around your clit as he licked and sucked, and just when his fingers were circling your entrance to push inside of you, the sliding door opened wider.

“It’s a good job you filled up your fridge, Cole just text me and said there’s no beer at any of the 7/11’s he’s been to…” the kiwi accent faded to nothing as he realised what was going on, and you froze as you waited for his reaction, Noah doing the same but allowing your bikini bottoms to cover you once more.

A smirk washed over KJs face as he looked between you and Noah, and you bit down on your lip hard as you waited for a reaction, “oh don’t stop on my account…” were the words which fell from gorgeous lips, and just when you expected him to walk away he continued his journey to the side of the pool where you were sat.

“I mean, may as well make the most of such a beautiful day, hm?” He spoke as he moved to sit next to you on the edge of the pool, his legs dangling in the water as he turned to face you, licking his lips.

“I—“ you spoke, and KJ glanced at Noah once, sharing a smirk before he ran his nose softly against yours, “what.. what do you mean?”

Your eyes moved back to Noah as he pushed your panties aside once more, looking up at your with mischief in his eyes as he bit his lip. He pressed a soft kiss to your clit once more and you allowed your head to fall back, KJs lips immediately ghosting along your neck and although you weren’t sure you were ready for this, Noah’s spectacular French kissing technique against your pussy was enough to convince you.

KJ pressed hot kisses to your neck as you moaned, a hand moving to Noah’s hair as he slipped a finger inside of you and pressed it against your spot, eliciting a loud moan from you which only made both men smirk.

“Think you can handle both of us, babe?” KJ whispered but it was loud enough for Noah to hear, another finger slipping inside of you as he began to lick and suck on your clit expertly, innocent eyes meeting KJs as moved his hand to hold your face so firmly you had no choice but to look at him,

“I-I’m not sure..” you answered honestly and he smirked, nodding, “wanna try?.” he ghosted his lips against yours and you nodded, the grip he had on you sexy in ways you hadn’t anticipated, and Noah gave a particularly delicious thrust of his fingers as KJ finally met your lips.

You moaned into his mouth as Noah pushed you closer and closer, and you pulled back only to moan into the air and whimper as he pulled back.

“W-why’d you stop?” You spoke, desperation clear in your voice and he chuckled a little,

“Can’t have you finishing that early now can we? Not when we have the whole evening…” he licked his lips and as he moved away across the pool to climb out, KJs hand moved slowly into your bikini bottoms.

“Are you close, baby?” KJ spoke, his fingertips brushing along your clit and you whimpered in response, looking up at him with innocent eyes which only served to make him harder. A smirk washed across his lips as he slipped a finger inside of you and pressed against your spot only once, slipping his finger in his mouth to taste you and he let out a groan in satisfaction.

Noah moved behind you, helping you up and laying you down on a lounger as he returned to his knees, pulling your bikini bottoms from your body and resting your legs on his shoulders, lips caressing your thighs and your stomach as KJ stood next to your head stroking himself through his swim shorts.

“Need help with that?” You asked, biting your lip as you watching him watching Noah, the idea that someone could get so turned on watching you during sex making you even wetter and you helped KJ pull down his swim shorts to reveal his hardening member, much bigger than you had expected.

“It really turns you on watching Noah go down on me huh?” You smirked, biting your lip as Noah blew softly at your clit before kissing it softly once more, his eyes watching the interaction between you and KJ and the kiwi nodded.

“I can’t wait till I get a chance to taste that pussy..” he licked his lips, a hand moving to caress his shaft, moving up and down slowly as Noah licked from your entrance to your clit in one solid movement.

“Mmnot before I taste you..” you grinned, pulling him forward by his thigh and pressing a soft kiss to his shaft before you dragged your tongue around the head. A groan bubbled from KJ’s chest as you sunk your lips around him, looking up at him with innocent eyes as you moaned at the feeling of Noah’s digits slipping inside you once more.

“Fuck that feels good, make her moan like that again, Noah..” KJ spoke, his hand stroking through your hair before Noah bent two fingers against your spot and began finger fucking you so well that the knot which has formed from his actions before was unraveling quickly. “That’s it baby moan on my cock..”

He moved against your mouth slowly, until you attempted to move your head faster in a show of how much you enjoyed it.

“God, you’re fucking naughty…” Noah grinned up at you as he continued his beautiful assault with two fingers, “fuck her throat, then move over cause if you don’t I’m just going to keep this pussy all for myself..”

KJ smirked down at his friend and although it seemed like he didn’t like someone telling him what to do, he wasted no time obeying Noah’s instructions. With a hard grip on your hair, KJ began moving harder against your mouth, fucking into your throat as you felt Noah cease to taste you. You moaned hard onto KJs shaft, the feeling of him taking so much control turning you on so much that you felt like you could cum just from this.

Noah watched for a moment as you moaned against KJs shaft, his hand moving up and down his own until he finally hissed and decided that he had had enough of waiting. Your eyes darted downward as Noah moved your ankles to rest on his shoulders, his shaft running up and down your pussy which was now so wet you were leaking on the lounger.

“Fucking hell you’re soaked...” he groaned, slipping the head of his shaft within you to pull back momentarily and then sink his entire member into you. “Such a naughty girl, I bet you’ve been thinking about fucking both of us haven’t you?”

Your head fell back against the lounger as he pressed into you to the hilt, KJs fingers playing with your nipples under the top of your bikini and pinching them before he held your face and forced you to look at him once more before you could answer Noah.

“Did I say you could stop?” His harsh voice made your walls clench, and Noah let out a groan as he began to move faster inside of you, holding on to your calves for leverage.

“N-no..” you spoke, your voice quiet and strained from where he had been hitting the back of your throat, full of pleasure at Noah’s movements

“No what?” His eyebrows quirked and his chin jutted, your innocent eyes filling with confusion for a second before you decided to go with a kink you had never made anyone aware of, but you had never made anyone aware how much you wanted a threesome either

“No, daddy, I’m sorry...” you moaned, looking up at him with innocent eyes as Noah let out the sexiest groan you had ever heard.

“Oh my god..” he pressed harder and faster into you, and KJ watched for a moment before he licked his lips

“You like the way he’s fucking you?” KJ spoke and you nodded, biting your lip as you moaned out for Noah, your legs spreading. “Tell him…”

You turned your head to Noah when KJ allowed you to, looking into lust-filled hazel eyes and moaning, “you feel so fucking good daddy…”

Noah’s lips were on yours before you had time to comprehend what was happening, skin slapping on skin as you moaned into each other’s mouths and all it took was KJ rolling your clit with his fingertips to send you flying over the edge.

Your body spasmed in pleasure, your back arching but Noah pulled from you faster than you would have liked, his face flushed and his cock hard, the head flushed and leaking with precum.

“Why’d you stop again?” You pouted and whimpered, KJs fingers continuing to roll your clit allowing you to ride out your orgasm and Noah smirked as he watched you.

“‘Cause I don’t want to wait to feel that pretty mouth…” he smirked, breathing deeply as he tried to calm himself, watching as KJ slipped his tongue along your clit once, then twice before dipping it inside of you and moaning against you.

“God you taste so good I could eat your pussy all night...” he moaned, kissing your clit softly before he moved up your body to kiss your lips softly, “but daddy’s gonna treat you the way you like now okay, baby?”

The way KJ spoke to you made your insides squirm, and you nodded before he stood to pick you up and turn you on all fours, your hand moving to caress Noah’s shaft as KJ pressed his lips to your pussy once more, his face moving with his tongue so he was practically motorboating your pussy and it felt fantastic.

“Oh fuck..” you moaned, and he let out a chuckle before he knelt behind you on the lounger, a hand moving to spank your ass shocking a squeal from you.

“This is what you get for stopping without permission,” he spoke, slapping your other cheek so hard you knew there would be marks from his rings and you loved it,

“I’m s-sorry daddy…” you moaned, looking up at Noah as he moved to stand closer to you, your tongue lapping up the precum which was beading on the head of his shaft, his hands moving to pull off your bikini top and pinch at your nipples.

“You will be, baby..” KJ spoke, running two fingers along your dripping slit and rubbing your clit as he pushed the head of his shaft within you.

“God you’re so fucking tight…” he groaned and Noah chuckled, “how did you last so long man?”

“I don’t even know” Noah smirked, watching as KJs hand moved to slap your ass once more.

“Now you’re gonna be a good girl and I’m gonna fuck you like one while you show Noah how good you are with those lips alright?” KJ spoke, bending over you to kiss at your shoulder and then at your lips before he moved back and pulled your hair up, his shaft slipping fully inside of you as Noah did the same.

The feeling of being totally dominated by two of the most gorgeous men in the world was incredible, and it wasn’t long before KJ was fucking you so hard you were practically screaming against Noah’s cock. His eyes fell closed as the vibrations from your mouth bought him closer, and he looked down at you with pure lust as he spoke, “I’m gonna cum baby, want it in your mouth?” The innocent eyes paired with how eagerly you nodded and you swallowing around his cock sent him over the edge, cum coating the back of your throat as your eyes watered and you swallowed every last drop he had to give you.

KJs hands gripped your waist harder as Noah moved back to watch from the lounger, nails making half crescents in your skin as he dipped his hips to press more solidly against your spot.

“F-fuck KJ p-please..” you moaned and he turned you over, Noah’s fingers playing with your clit as his tongue circled your nipple, and you barely knew where to look, both men overwhelming you with so much pleasure. KJ continued hitting your spot each time and there was no warning before your second orgasm of the evening, KJs thrusts slowing before he pulled out and moved up your body. You took him back in your mouth without question as Noah attaches his lips to your pussy once more and make your orgasm that bit more intense, and KJ gripped your hair hard as he fucked your face as he had been your pussy, cumming hard for you in moments.

You rested back on the lounger, dazed and exhausted and completely satisfied, a lazy smile on your face as you looked between the men who had just pleased you so well.

“D-did you plan that?” You asked, swallowing thickly as your throat attempted to adjust from its experience.

“Nah..” Noah licked his lips as he lay on the lounger next to you once more, pulling on his swim shorts, “but fuck that was good..” he grinned and looked between you and KJ and you turned to look at the redhead who was sitting on the floor catching his breath.

“If I’d have known that you were into this I would have come over way sooner..” he grinned and you chuckled.

“How was I supposed to know I wanted you both to fuck me… at the same time anyway..” you bit your lip and chuckled, and he shrugged, looking between the two of you, “fancy a shower?”

[sinfvls]

          hey all you cool cats and kittens !  it’s carole desi from big cat rescue and i’m here to deliver a tubular trio to this glorious group. i’ve been on the hunt for a solid supernatural rp for idk how long and i’m so stoked to find a home in bloodshq  &  begin writing / plotting with every single one of you !  admittedly, their backgrounds are pretty underwhelming because they’re all new muses ( lord help me ) and i’m still getting a feel for them, and i have just a few wanted connections up for grabs listed at the end of each of their blurbs, so if you see any that strike your interest please feel free to slide into my ims ( but i’m also super open to anything, so feel free to hit me with your ideas too ! )  &  now without further ado, i give you  DAMON BELMONT ,  NICHOLAS SPENCER  &  VERONA ADLER. 

damon belmont  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the werewolf has been in town for  one week, and are known to be  aloof  but also very  loyal.  the  thirty seven  year old is the  vice president of the mongrels motorcycle club.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble charlie hunnam. their pronouns are  he/him.  damon’s werewolf gene is  triggered.

statistics & connections

doesn’t know who his parents are / were.  he was found abandoned in the woods of hayfork, california as a wee babe by a pair of hikers.  tossed into the social system, he hopped from foster home to foster home, until finally sticking with a woman named delilah belmont, who eventually opted to adopt him.

she lived off the grid, in the backwoods, where she fended for herself by hunting for meat, growing her own produce, and even tended to livestock. damon thrived in this lifestyle, learning how to survive in the wilderness. he didn’t go to public school. instead, he was homeschooled by delilah, who taught him only what she valued to be of great importance. she wasn’t gonna raise no soft, yellowbelly who couldn’t fend for himself.

however, one day while out hunting, the two were attacked by a grizzly bear and it mauled delilah nearly to death before damon put a few rounds of bullets into it. there was no saving her, and she knew it. instead, she begged damon to end the pain. out of mercy, he killed her, and thus triggered the werewolf gene he didn’t even realize was in him. the confusion he had to deal with alone as a result was heartbreaking. he didn’t understand what he was, seeing himself as a monster whenever there was a full moon to unleash his inner beast. damon thought he was the only one of his kind, until he met a group of mysterious travelers.

the mongrels motorcycle club, what everyone assumed to be a band of criminals. damon first met them at a dive bar in town, where he’d been planning to drink himself into a stupor. they knew what he was immediately and offered him a home; a new family with them. while he had so many unanswered questions, the young werewolf also had nothing to lose, and so he joined the bloodmoon pack and never looked back. 

the acceptance and relief from knowing he wasn’t an abomination was overwhelming. never did he think that he would develop such a strong bond with another person, let alone an entire pack of werewolves. the bloodmoon pack has been travelling just about everywhere, stopping in areas to rest before carrying on again, living as vagabonds, and picking up “strays” / other packless werewolves along the way. he’s been with the pack for sixteen years.

( more tba yikes )

wanted connections

bloodmoon pack / mongrels mc members.  still need a president, sgt at arms, road captain, enforcer, chaplain, etc. info can be found on the wanted connections page on the main !

soulmate. listen, he’s been around the block and i think it’s safe to say he’d have found his mate by now asdjkhg. she could have already been with the pack when he joined, or joined after him at some point. completely open to plotting all the details. filled by cleo clarke

( more tba maybe sdjhfg )

nicholas “nick” spencer  has lived in seattle for  twelve years, and are known to be  broody  but also very  altruistic.  the  twenty one  year old human  goes to school at seattle university.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble finn cole. their pronouns are  he/him.  nick is  unaware  of the supernatural.

statistics & connections

born in los angeles, california to a pair of admirably gifted parents, nicholas spencer lived a fairly privileged first eight years of his life. his mother, a soap opera actress, and his father, a talented chef, gave both nick and his older sister a life full of love and luxury. yes, everything was absolutely perfect in their world. until it wasn’t.

at barely eight years old, nick was violently thrown along with his sister into one of the most traumatic experiences any child could go through; they lost their parents to a fatal car accident. being forced to move to seattle with his sister to live with their aunt, he didn’t fully understand what it meant; he couldn’t properly process what was going on. the pain of his loss was expressed more out of anger, feeling as though their parents abandoned them. and thus, nick’s out of control behavior was born.

suicide mention tw.  he struggled in school. his emotions betrayed him. instead of relishing a happy childhood, nick found himself pushing everyone away, getting into fights, sneaking out late at night to run around the city with his friends and get into all sorts of trouble with them. he couldn’t count on his hands how many times the police picked him up and brought him to his aunt’s doorstep. it only got worse once one of his best friends was found dead, written off as a suicide, though it didn’t add up in nick’s eyes and seemed so much more sinister. the young man was nearly deemed to be a lost cause, until he discovered his passion for writing.

language arts or literature was the last thing anyone would ever think to group with nick spencer. he was quite eloquent, sure, but the one thing he always did was play basketball at one of the outdoor courts in seattle. anytime he needed to blow off steam, to contemplate life, or just to shoot hoops, you could always catch him at the court. but his english teacher noticed how well he could articulate his thoughts and feelings on paper, and submitted one of his pieces to a writing contest, which earned nick the win and three thousand dollars as a prize.

bewildered by a talent he hadn’t even realized was in him, nick embraced it. he started writing in a journal ( which he keeps safely tucked away beneath the mattress of his bed ), documenting every feeling and thought as a way to express his emotions in a more productive manner. this talent earned him a full ride scholarship to seattle university, where he’s now a literature major with plans of either becoming an author or perhaps an english teacher, to follow in the footsteps of his high school teacher who he came to idolize.

( more will be added later oop )

wanted connections

his three best friends ( see listed in wanted connections on the main ! )

someone he doesn’t see eye to eye with, maybe opposite in personality or morals. most likely someone he went to high school with or someone who also attends seattle university ( bonus points if they’re supernatural )

some bad folk he may have accidentally gotten mixed up with, either in the past or current ( or both sdfhkjg ). could literally be ANYTHING, maybe he saw something he shouldn’t have, maybe there’s some drug scandal he got mixed up in and now can’t get out of ??  

more tba eventually !

verona adler  has been seen walking the seattle streets. the fae has been in town for  three years, and are known to be  restive  but also very  fervent.  the  twenty four  year old works as a  bar & grill waitress.  if you tilt your head and look at them in a certain light they might resemble dove cameron. their pronouns are  she/her. 

statistics & connections

oakdale, louisiana.  born and bred.  she was raised middle to two brothers, one older and one younger, but was the absolute apple of her mom and dad’s eye, being their only daughter. her family was reputable, as were the strawberry fields they owned. people from all over the state would pay a petty price to pick a few cartons full of the famously juicy adler strawberries.

at a very young age, verona had to learn how to better control her emotions, which is very difficult for a child to understand and do. she was known for glowing tantrums, and levitating when particularly elated over something. however, in due time, the young faerie learned to hide these paramount parts of herself from the world surrounding them, out of fear over the potential backlash of human ignorance.

she’s been very personable her entire life, much like a light in a dark room. excelling in school, she mastered both academics and the social aspect, she was on the school’s yearbook committee as well as the cheerleading squad, and played an active part in her community as best as she could, generally through volunteer work. a true southern belle, through and through.

however, verona was exhausted. she couldn’t stand pretending to be something she wasn’t; hiding her true colors from the world just because the world was deemed to be much too censorious when it came to being different. while she adored her family and friends, she wasn’t being true to herself which left her unhappy behind closed doors. so, at the age of twenty one, she found an ad in the paper for a roommate in seattle and the city was evidently huge in comparison to her small town. the thought of living somewhere that was hopefully more accepting was an absolute dream, so she packed her things and made the move.

she’s been living in seattle for three years now, working at the same bar & grill she started off with as a waitress and she loves it. she loves meeting people that come from all different walks of life, the mixture of humans and supernatural is perfect. though she’s still a little put out by hiding her true self, she enjoys being surrounded by a bigger populace of supernatural beings that she generally doesn’t have to hide around.

( more tba probably ... eventually )

wanted connections

exes / flings / one night stands.  her friends calling her a slut is just teasing and gets a laugh out of her, a stranger calling her a slut will put vee in a full on rage, but all in all .... girl gets around.  NOT because she’s a sex fiend, but because she loves the idea of being loved, and therefore looks for it in all the wrong places sdfahkfjg. 

best friend ( supernatural only pls ! ).  she needs someone she can fully open up to without worry of being judged, rant / vent to each other about all the shit in their lives, talk about things they wouldn’t normally be able to talk about in the public, etc. a good wholesome friendship.

someone she annoys / who annoys her / or both.  girl is basically a constant ray of sunshine & agonizingly curious / nosy, and that probably presses at least one person. she can’t stand some who’s a grump without a cause & has an insatiable need to pick people apart in order to find out wtf happened to them / the reason why they are the way that they are.

maybe her brother(s) ?  i mean, if anyone wanted to pick them up, they’re free to snag !!

more tba later !

[kimarchive]

When Saweetie landed a viral hit with her boss-up anthem “ICY GRL,” it was the product of unchecked confidence and limitless ambition. As a student at the University of Southern California, the Bay Area native already knew she could rap and used her Instagram account to prove it. Videos of Saweetie freestyling in the front seat of her car, along with a hyperactive SoundCloud page, eventually led to a record deal and her debut EP, High Maintenance. She flaunted her ability to weaponize words and spray them unsparingly at her exes and cynics on songs such as “B.A.N.” and “Good Good.” And even though her career is a product of the internet, the 26-year-old rapper, born Diamonté Harper, remains a student of hip hop’s pre-digital heyday. Her biggest hit, “My Type,” samples Petey Pablo’s “Freek-a-Leek,” and her most recent EP, this year’s ICY, is an old-school ode to getting the bag. Her respect for the history of the genre is why, when she spoke to her idol Lil’ Kim for the first time, she could barely contain herself.

LIL’ KIM: Hey, sexy girl! Where you at? SAWEETIE: I just flew from L.A. to San Diego. I have a show here tonight. Where you at? KIM: I’m in Jersey. So, first of all, how did you get so freaking dope? SAWEETIE: Oh my gosh. I’m sorry. I’m having a moment. I can’t believe it’s you. You sound just like your songs! KIM: I don’t think they saw you fucking coming. And I still don’t think they see you coming. You feel me? SAWEETIE: Yeah, I feel you. How did I get so dope? Writing has always been my thing, and a lot of people don’t know that entertaining is a whole other thing. That was never my strong suit. So I was looking at a bunch of performers, wondering what I could take from them and make my own. One thing I really love about you is that when you walk onstage, you might not be rapping and you might not be dancing, but just your presence—I’m like, “Damn.” That’s what I want to have onstage. KIM: If you take anything from me, you’re going to take this and you’re going to hold it in your hand and put it in your heart and lock it, because I don’t say shit I don’t mean. When I watched you perform at Summer Jam, you were my highlight. Even though you were out there for a short period of time, guess what? It was short and Saweetie. You captivated me. SAWEETIE: You’re giving me butterflies. My heart is beating so fast! My choreographer told me a story about you. I forget which award show it was, but Puff was talking to an artist, and the artist didn’t want to do something, and then you came in and you were like, “Oh, you don’t want to do it? I’ll do it, because our job as performers is to entertain.” I’d never thought about it that way. It’s not just about reciting the lyrics and doing the one-two step. The goal is to entertain. KIM: Girls go out there and they perform, but they may not captivate people. But when I watch you onstage, and look at your Instagram, I noticed that mama is a fashionista! Bitch, you be givin’ lewks. SAWEETIE: Every year I write down goals for myself, and I was like, “I really hope I find my Misa Hylton [Lil’ Kim’s stylist] this year, because I would love to have looks like Kim had.” You guys were a lethal combination, and, girl, maybe three months after that, I found my stylist. No matter where I go, I’m trying to put on a look like Kim. KIM: You remind me of me. One of the things that I love that you adopted into your routine is the whole girly cheerleader thing. It’s so sexy. And then you were doing this dance at one show, you were doing this little butt move, and it was the perfect butt move because it was something I would do. When you recorded “My Type,” did you like the beat right away? When Puffy brought me “No Time,” I hated that freakin’ record. SAWEETIE: Really? KIM: I hated it, girl. But he’s my big brother and I looked up to him so much that anything he told me to do, I did. And he was very protective of me. He always said, “Kim, you do better when I give you a record that you don’t like.” I guess I was trying to prove something to him. Were you super excited when you first heard the “My Type” beat? SAWEETIE: I was actually in the studio when they made it, because I was missing one more song off of my EP—I was missing a slap. We were about to sample something else, but I was like, “What is something from my childhood that I couldn’t get enough of?” And I remembered being 10 or 11 dancing to that Petey Pablo song. The sample gets me every time. KIM: You give the song a whole new life, the way you attacked it. You just went in on it because you loved it. Is it certified gold or platinum now? SAWEETIE: My first song, “ICY GRL,” is platinum and “My Type” is gold. KIM: How does that feel? SAWEETIE: It feels amazing. I feel like everything is just coming together, and the fact that I’m getting to interview with you, it just makes everything so surreal and dope. KIM: Interview published one of the biggest magazine photos for me, so they became like my extended family. We have this history. The girls you dance with onstage, are those your friends? SAWEETIE: One of them is my best friend, and the rest are her friends. It’s all homegirl vibes. KIM: That’s so dope. You can tell there’s a friendship there. Sometimes girls go onstage with dancers and you can tell they don’t know them. SAWEETIE: When you work on my team, I want everybody to feel at home. Music is my career, but dancing is their career, and I want their career to be as fun as mine. KIM: My best friend danced for me for years. I have a television show on VH1 called Girls Cruise, and she’s on it with me. Now she has her own clothing line at Neiman Marcus. She’s a boss bitch. What’s your sign, Saweetie? SAWEETIE: I’m a Cancer. Just like you. KIM: Oh my god, I can’t take it! SAWEETIE: Girl, let me tell you something. Every sign got hella celebrities aligned with them. So I was like, “Who’s a dope Cancer out there?” Girl, when I saw your name on the list, I was like, “Kim’s a Cancer and she’s a rapper, so I know I can be a rapper, too.” KIM: Who are your top-three dream collaborators? SAWEETIE: I’m a huge J. Cole fan. When I was trying to come up, I had no way of getting my music out there, so after one of his concerts, I waited by his tour bus and rapped for him. The second one would be Rihanna, because I grew up on her. For my third, well, this is what happened. When I was coming up, I noticed a lot of female rappers had lighter voices than mine. I have a deep voice when I rap. So I was listening to my music catalog, and I noticed that you also have a deep voice when you rap. I don’t know if I’d ever be able to collaborate with you, but I always wanted to sit in a studio with you just to see how you record. KIM: We could do something so dope, and it would be unexpected. So that’s done. I think you and Rihanna would be the sexiest combination. I just love that. But, girl, you already got me. You and I are gonna be hanging out. I can see it. I know these things. What’s your favorite makeup? SAWEETIE: Lip gloss. I’m actually coming out with my own lip gloss line, and I’m gonna send you all the colors. I basically took all of my favorite characteristics of lip glosses that I love, and combined them into one. KIM: You gotta give me one. No, wait, I’m going to buy one. If I had to pick two, it would be my lipstick and my eyebrows. My lashes would be my third thing. SAWEETIE: I’d be out here looking like a bald eagle without my lashes. I have two questions for you: What’s your favorite Lil’ Kim song, and what’s the best bar you’ve ever rapped? KIM: My favorite Lil’ Kim song by myself is “Qu— SAWEETIE: Wait! Wait! Wait! Are you about to say “Queen Bitch”? KIM: Yes! That’s my song! “Kill a nigga for my nigga by any means bitch! Murder scene bitch!” SAWEETIE: My favorite bar by any female ever is yours: “Tryin’ to impress me with your five G stones, I give you ten Gs, nigga, if ya leave me alone.” LIL KIM: I’m not gonna lie, Saweetie, I be forgetting shit. I have so many songs that I can’t even think of my favorite bars on the spot, but I love that one. SAWEETIE: How did “Queen Bitch” come about? LIL KIM: I have to give props to the King himself: Biggie was there with me every step of the way in the studio. He always loved Wu-Tang, and there was this beat that they had. I was his honey, so he was like, “My honey got to have a beat like this.” That was one of my favorite moments. SAWEETIE: Girl, you got too many, for real. I hope I have that one day. LIL KIM: My Saweetie, this was amazing for me. SAWEETIE: I’m sorry if I got a little too hype. LIL KIM: I’m gonna send you my info and you could send me yours and we’ll keep in touch. Enjoy your show tonight. Have fun and kill ’em, because I know you’re gonna kill ’em. I don’t know you, but I love you. SAWEETIE: I’ve loved you since I was 13.

[that-was-anticlimactic]

Ninjago OC: Enok Tristan Iverson

My new child, Enok Tristan Iverson!! I’m super proud of him and I hope you all like him!

(Side note: I spent a looooong time trying to find a power and I’ve settled on this... I tried finding something not OP or overused, and I don’t think it is, but please let me know if it is or I should change it!!)... also sorry I wrote a lot...

ALSO!! I meant to save as draft and then post this in the morning like at noon but at two a.m. my time but I accidentally pressed post... so I might reblog this in the morning because I made some changes from my doc to here... idk I’m excited and I don’t want people to not see him because I posted it too early haha

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~picture in the process~

Elemental Power: Wood

Wood Generation- can create wood / branches / trunks / roots

Wood Attack: can use / release wood to fight others, like a weapon. Can project wood towards someone, release it with hands…

Wood Pillar Projection- related to above, can project woods pillars from the ground

Manipulation of Properties- can move and lift wood, also can do…

Wood Absorption- can absorb wood that they did not create, encasing themselves in wood for armour of sorts or just to block themselves for being hurt— kind of draining, only used in big emergencies

Assimilation Shield- goes along with above: can create a shield that can absorb anything to protect themselves. Can’t perform with wood they made. Very big action, more of a true potential mode vs. any time he wants because he’s not OP

Matter Surfing- can take wood from the ground (sticks and such… or just create I suppose) and can use it to move with, kind of like moving the ground ish

Weapon: Halberd

Color: a reddish brown color, I think

Ethnicity: Danish!

Appearance:

Sandy / super light brown hair, medium length

Bright blue eyes, long lashes

He has glasses, not big hipster ones but smaller ones, he has small eyes

NOSE AND LIP FRECKLES… also probably has a big nose

Not tall, not short… actually, surprisingly, basically the same height as his boyf, Cole. He is 5’7, but Cole is 5’7 ½ and Tristan is 5/7 ¾ so…

Not super skinny, but not super big either. In the middle weight wise.

Personality:

Goes by his middle name, Tristan, when he moves to Ninjago because it’s just easier to pronounce. Though after awhile, the team kind of goes back and forth. Cole likes calling him by his first name.

Has mild autism and ADHD-- it’s not bad, but it’s there and affects his life

Paces back and forth a lot and repeats words a lot. He also repeats things people say to him to help him comprehend what he heard!

He talks to plants and trees a lot because his power makes him feel connected with nature! Like, it’s a one sided thing because they don’t talk back, but it’s like he can feel them listening and caring and helping / encouraging him.

Tends to be more happy, a very positive person, like Jay on steroids, also super trusting

When he is really mad or regular mad, he doesn’t always know how to react so he throws things a lot. Not important things, just like shoes and stuff because he doesn’t know how to handle anger all the time since he’s not an angry person. He trains about when he’s angry.

Literally obsessed with Hygge-- always has candles

When I say always has candles, I mean always. Literally always. Gets everyone a candle for their birthday / Christmas as a part of their gift— Tristan knows not everyone likes them as much as him so he always get them something else

Also received like a candle from everyone for Christmas and Birthday. Like Tristan loves his Hygge traditions and fully believes in it.

Likes doing dishes for the repetitiveness and finds it relaxing

He feels super aimless in life, struggles to find a purpose in life, really happy when he meets Cole and joins the team

He also always has “old lady” candies on him, like mints and caramels. They make him happy because his mom did that and he misses her, so he does it!

Kind of squeamish, you know? Does not like blood

Also slightly indecisive because he wants to be good and doesn’t want to make bad decisions

This boy be Pansexual

Casual flirt- tucks Cole’s hair behind his ear, making eye contact then quickly breaking it, adjusts collar. Also loves just watching / observing Cole in a not stalkish or creepy way.

History / Backstory:

Lived in Denmark, or Ninjago’s version of Denmark, for the first fifteen years of his life, then moved to Ninjago once he learned he had powers.

His grandfather had the wood powers before him, but skipped a generation and were transferred to Tristan. His grandfather, Einar Schou (name chosen because it means *he who fights alone* and I thought that was cool) moved to Ninjago after his daughter, Katrine Schou, got married (married Mads- pronounced Mes- Iversen) because he was needed in Serpentine Wars because they needed all the help they can get (he was like ‘are you sure you want me? I’m just wood’ and they were like ‘yes! Every elemental power is great and amazing!’) and stuff and his wife had died so he said to heck with it and stayed in Ninjago.

Tristan was sent by his mother to Einar because he could teach him how to harness his powers and such, as he had them before.

How he joined the team:

So, he kind of stumbled upon the team, I suppose. This was during season one. His grandfather sent him to the Monastery to train, unaware that Wu was back in business and training and Tristan explained everything and he was just kind of like, friends with the team. He didn:t really join the team until season four. Before then, he was kind of like Darreth, there is they needed him, happy to help. (Age 16, now)

Once season four hits with the tournament, and he is 17 ½ his grandfather encourages him to go. That’s around… four years after he meets the team. He still isn’t super adjusted to distrust and unhappiness that NInjago harbers, as Denmark is a rather happy place, so he is iffy. No one particularly wants to be friends and such, and that’s what he’s best at. He goes anyways and gets out in the first few rounds because he does not really believe in what they are doing.

He ends up meeting Cole down in the noodle factory, and is shocked that he’s out. When they have some down time, he talks to Cole about what happened, and Cole isn’t too like… why are you talking to me new person ahh because he knows Tristan a little bit. So he opens up a bit about how dumb it all is with the Jay and Nya thing and like absentmindely slips up and is like “yeah I’m gay so I don’t even know why I did that” and then freaks because he just came out for the first time.

He and Cole end up hanging out and he helps Cole escape and stuff and talks to Cole more once he found Zane because Tristan kind of knew him and that’s more than everyone else. They end up still talking after all the Chen stuff is over and Wu sees how well they get along and what he can do and how his personality fits with the team and invite him to join.

Relationships with team:

Cole: boyfriend !!! He loves Cole with his whole entire heart and would do just about anything for him! He realizes he likes Cole in Possession when Kai convinces Cole to try Airjitzu on their way to The Cloud Kingdom. He asks Cole out after Skybound, Cole freaks out and says no at first because ahh he’s not ready and he’s scared and stuff. Tristan is cool with it and is like “I’m so sorry, I never meant to make things awkward...” and nothing ends up being awkward between the two. Cole ends up kissing Tristan (and simultaneously coming out) after the events of Hunted, becsuse Tristan was with Nya and Lloyd. Best friends to Boyfriends trope✌🏼

Lloyd: best friend aside from Cole! He really likes Lloyd. Lloyd can read Tristan super well and definitely just found out he liked Cole by watching. They can easily talk to each other, and Tristan introduces Lloyd to the practice and state of Hygge and helps him cope with the events of Possession. Just really good friends.

Nya: another good friend. They both struggle with direction and purpose in life (Nya has the whole water ninja v. samurai thing) and they bonded over that in Possession, actually. They both appreciate each other’s company and can definitely calm each other down at their worst. Also they are both super supportive of each other always !!

Jay: complicated. Tristan loves Jay— he loves him like the brother he is... so that’s one reason why they butt heads so often. Jay is both one of the most optimistic yet pessimistic people at the same time and tends to freak out at little things a lot and that’s just confuses Tristan so much. Jay confuses him. Tristan grew up somewhere where people viewed thugs differently and Jay is always changing his view points and outlooks. They still love each other like brothers, but they butt heads sometimes! Like, Jay likes candles the most out of the rest of the team and loves going candle shopping like these boys could smell candles for hours!

Zane: there isn’t much to say, good friends, brothers, they go grocery shopping together a lot, they’re just... they’re just good friends! There isn’t much more I feel like I can say to that:/ they just have a normal brotherly teammate relationship!

Kai: Kai’s is a lot like Zane’s relationship with Tristan. Good friends, brothers, care about each other a lot... I suppose other than Lloyd and Nya, Kai is the biggest shipper of Cole and Tristan once he finds out (becsuse the team finds out Tristan likes Cole I’m DotD when they realized Cole was gone). Definitely gives him terrible flirting advice!

Some personality stuff:

Tristan’s biggest personality flaws are that he lacks direction and feels aimless, and he is super indecisive. Asking Cole out was one of the strangest moments of his life because he just didn’t think. But a lot of what gets to him is what he’s meant to do in life. He doesn’t always feel like he’s a part of the team because he came later, he doesn’t always feel like he’s doing what he should be doing… heck, his true potential occured when he like, figured out his purpose. That’s what was holding him back. I’m not sure of the details yet, but it happens after March of the Oni in what would probably be a Tristan season.

His indecisiveness is also a problem, it’s one of his biggest flaws when in battle. He strives to be a good person, he was brought up that way and Denmark is a happy, caring place. So he over analyzes things a lot in hopes of making the right decision.

He also really struggles with his powers sometimes. Like, he loves being the master of wood, but he feels like an off brand version of Bolobo (which he kind of is, in a way… also they’re probably related in some way), and that freaks him out a lot. It takes a lot of training for him to be good at creating wood with his powers, and he felt so useless then. Especially since they don’t always fight in places with a lot of wood, so he has to try extra hard to make sure he can make wood and concentrate a lot. It becomes easier with time, but hey, that’s why he went to train with his grandfather. So he gets better. He knows he’s not as powerful as the other ninja, and after awhile he kind of learns that that’s okay. I mean, he is on a team with the green ninja and the four main elemental powers. And Nya who is insanely talented and amazing.

((also feel free to send asks or stuff about him?? I’m always bored unless I’m at work haha... but idk I’m still trying to figure him out and people usually add send asks at the end of these so like I suppose that’s why ?? I feel weird saying that haha))

[glowing-gravity]

I DREW THE NINJA AS PIRATES AND IT TURNED INTO AN AU HELP

more... info on the basics of the au under the cut...

in this au lloyd's been an orphan his whole life, assumed his parents were dead or didn't want him or something

until one day when he encounters this old pirate guy who. knows him by name?? oh yeah and his name's wu or whatever. he says he's lloyd's uncle? he sailed with lloyd's father, but they accidentally unleashed this evil curse on his father?? and now this guy thinks lloyd can help him or whatever. totally wack. 

but then he? has this ring that matches a green one lloyd has and lloyd's like holy shit he might not be completely lying and also loves the idea of adventure so ends up going with it 

also this wu guy's got a ship, the Destiny's Bounty, so, hey, at least it's better than sitting around being an orphan

along the way they end up recruiting kai and nya. see, their situation is similar to will turner's in the first pirates of the caribbean movie (if you've seen it?), in that kai's a swordsmith, knows his parents were supposed to be like, great sailors, but were lost at sea. strong Moral Code, thinks pirates are lawless scoundrels or whatever. yknow.

but nya knows a little more than that. their parents were pirates. she has two rings (which happen to match lloyd and wu's, but she doesn't realize that until she sees them walk by on the docks and decides to stow away on their ship), and knows they have some sort of connection to pirates. 

she's also sort of maybe kind of secretly a pirate herself. the dread pirate X, feared criminal who's known for committing a series of plunders then vanishing for months. kai's never exactly asked how they've kept the family business open despite how terrible they are at it

so she spots the rings, decides to stow away on the destiny's bounty and figure out what they actually mean

except. problem. kai's been following her. and pretty quickly gives them both away. wu's about to throw them overboard, but then nya shows him the rings and they end up as part of the crew

see, the rings are from the members of the original crew of garmadon and wu's father (AKA THE PREVIOUS GEN OF ELEMENTAL MASTERS; also in this au the fsm is more of a legendary pirate than a. possible god like in canon), they're all different colors (matching the ninja's associated color in canon ofc) with a dragon engraved on the stone

wu and garm also have rings (gold and purple, naturally) and know they can identify the crew/their descendants 90% of the time by possession of the ring 

sometimes rings get stolen, but, yknow. they can kinda tell usually, like in kai and nya's case of looking so much like their parents 

and then wu ofc knows lloyd, garmadon only left him because there was one last huge treasure he was going after

which has ended up taking way longer than expected. and then he went and got cursed and now he's evil! get your life together, garm

cole ends up joining the crew while running away from home to escape being sent to music school by his dad

runs into the "ninja" at the docks, and they immediately notice his ring and offer to let him sail with them to avoid school. which he's like, SURE that sounds great!!

meawhile. so zane's still a robot in this au, which is very important

dr. julien built him with a similar purpose, to protect others, and didn't have like a "memory switch" or whatever for zane, so when he was later kidnapped zane remembered. and he? blames pirates, because who else is it going to be? pirates were always attacking their lighthouse, and pillaging towns, they're just always behind everything!

so he goes out with a feeling of pirates kidnapped my dad but still that main objective of protecting others. what's the best way to do both? 

oh, join the navy, duh. so by the time he meets the other ninja and wu, he's very anti-pirate, pro law and order, a protector of the people, and decently high-ranking in the navy

and he encounters a crew of pirates at the dock?? that's super illegal, amongst other things, and he's not going to stand for it! problem is, they've already started to leave. so, logically, the best thing is to pull a suspiciously piratey maneuver, board their ship, and try to commandeer it!

  .... except, it doesn't quite go as planned, because he's super outnumbered, and he kinda ends up along for the ride

he begrudgingly agrees to work with them (nothing directly illegal, but helping will make it go faster) until the adventure's over, at which point they've agreed to drop him back off somewhere the navy has jurisdiction and he'll arrest them there, but he's not telling them that

over the course of the high seas adventure, though, he maybe kinda ends up befriending them. they're not the Evil Pirates Who Kidnap Fathers™, he finds, which maybe makes them acceptable when they're not attacking ports and stuff

also, they seem to have rings that match the one he has?? what's up with that?? he finds out eventually, and maybe decides to stick around for another adventure or two around the same time

hey, the navy wasn't getting him any closer to finding his dad, right? whereas half of them seem to be in the same boat (pun intended) of missing parents so.... maybe they'll help?

and then jay was just Being Jay and, similar to canon with the mechanical wings he was testing, an invention he was testing kind of goes wrong and he lands on their ship.... but his invention's broken, so he's kinda stuck there indefinitely. and gets swept up in the piracy and treasure, and, well,

THIS IS A LONG READ AND I’M SORRY BUT I LOVE PIRATES AND WENT WAY OVERBOARD WITH THIS (PUN INTENDED)

also bc I always have to give all my aus shitty names I think I’m gonna call this the “piratejago” au

[onestowatch]

Clubhouse Is Making Their Way Through Life, Curveballs and All [Q&A]

Photo: Dillon Matthew

Feel-good indie-pop outfit Clubhouse continue to entrance listeners with their happy-go-lucky arrangements and introspective lyrics with their latest single, “No Way.” Following the success of their previous release, “Flipside,” the track, which frontman Max Reichert expressed was about a toxic relationship, is yet another example of the band's ability to sonically and visually create emotional and provocative storytelling that makes listeners want to dance.

The band is comprised of five best friends forged from a middle school garage band in Columbus, Ohio, made up of Max Reichert, twin brothers Ari and Zak Blumer, and Michael Berthold and Forrest Taylor, who they met in college. The five-piece have gone through the ups and downs of life together, especially while their frontman dealt with cancer. Now, with an EP and a national tour on the way, the band is eager to tell their story with the hope that they'll be able to help someone else who is dealing with a similar bump in the road.

We had the chance to talk with the band about "No Way," their upcoming tour, and the curveballs of life.

Ones to Watch: Can you walk me through the creative process behind "No Way?”

Max: We wrote it with this producer named Cooper, and this songwriter/pop star named Claire, who goes by spill tab. We wrote it with them at their house. It was our first session writing with them, our first time meeting them, and we wrote pretty much the whole song with them in a few hours. So it just came together really, really quickly. In terms of juxtaposing the lyrical content, which talks about a toxic relationship and how two people just don't fit for each other, I think we just love juxtaposing more profound lyrics or lyrics that are not necessarily crazy deep but aren't about having a good time with dancy beats. I think it kind of goes along with our mantra for what this EP is about.

Zak: Which is about not taking ourselves too seriously.

Max: Yeah, like rolling with the punches and going through hard things in life but not getting too bogged down on matters and still being able to have fun even when you're going through hard things. I think that's kind of a common theme throughout the EP. We talk about heavy things but try not to put too much weight on them.

How has your songwriting process evolved?

Max: I think it's certainly changed. I went through cancer a few years ago in 2018. I had bone cancer in my left leg, which was honestly a turning point for us as a band. We took a step back when I was going through all that, and we refined our craft from a songwriting standpoint and just our general outlook. We've always taken music really seriously, but when we went into writing, I think we took the pressure off ourselves. I think we used to be like, “okay, this next song has to sound like this and has to sound like our favorite band, and we have to be like the next biggest band ever.” I think for years, we did that, and it would confine us in this box. As soon as we just went to the session and were like, “Hey, let's just enjoy each other's company and let's just have fun together and be friends and write music that feels good to us and not think anything more about it,” I think that was when we had this significant turning point. The songs started sounding better, and the storytelling got better because it was just more honest. We weren't trying to emulate. We were just writing from our gut.

What are some of your inspirations on a larger scale outside of music?

Zak: I think one we can sort of all agree on is, we all sort of shared partially in Max's struggle while he went through this crazy shit. People our age, or at least us, and we think our friends as well, have been going through a quarter-life crisis. So you start to ask yourself, “Am I achieving my goals? What are my goals? Am I getting there fast enough?” So skipping ahead to the title of our EP, these are questions we have and still always ask ourselves. But through partially having gone through what Max went through and being there alongside him, I feel we can now see the question as what it is and accept that we may not always know the answer, but we can try to remind ourselves to enjoy every day. I think many people relate to that over the past couple of years, and I think the meaning of life has shifted for a lot of people and we just kind of wanted to share our two cents.

The music video for this single is overall lowkey and seemed super fun to shoot. How did you come up with this concept and execute it? Did y'all originally have other ideas?

Zak: We had tossed around a couple of other ideas. Some were more narrative-driven and focused more on the actual lyrical content. We could have taken it more of an expected route, like maybe following an argument between two people and becoming more intense that way. But we were thinking about this sort of single frame, elevator-style, elevator shot video kind of thing where the frame doesn't really change much, but everything inside of it's changing all the time. So we were pulling references from the opening credit scene of That ‘70s Show where they're all singing in the car and the Wayne's World scene where they're singing “Bohemian Rhapsody,” and the guy in the middle is hammered drunk. Once we kind of were thinking along those lines, it came together really fast. I think we shot everything for this video in like one afternoon evening.

That's super-efficient.

Zak: I mean the team that we had, our manager Cole together with Justin [Kaminuma], the director, and Carlos [Ramos], the DP. Those guys killed it. Kind of like creating the song; once we got that idea, there wasn't much like back and forth. It was kind of like, “Okay, what if we just kind of have a good time with this track?” The track is fun and energetic, so we thought to just give them that in the video. So we just goofed off and had a good time and jammed, and I think it turned out pretty well.

Max: Yeah, and it kind of matches with the lyrical content because, as I said before, the song is really about a toxic, chaotic relationship, and I think in chaotic relationships, there's good and bad. There's craziness, and there are good times, so I think we kind of wanted to lay that out and in front of the video where there are shots where we're all just like sitting around, and there are shots of us going crazy in the car having fun. So I think we wanted to match those moods together with the visuals.

Michael: From start to finish, everything happened so easily and quickly. After the first writing session, I remember we played the track in the car, and we were bumping it, and it was pretty much like the video. We were all just like damn.

Max: I think we actually drove that car to the session too. I remember after the session, all five of us drove back in that car, and we were all like bumping the demo. It was hard. It's my dad's car. He got it back in 2008, but he had it in Ohio forever. The thing is, in Ohio, with how the seasons are, you can't really drive that car that much because it just won't run in the winter. So when I moved out here, it had just been sitting in his garage forever, so eventually, he said I should take it out there.

Michael: I just want one thing to be known about the whole video. All of that hype and headbanging and everything is the most authentic thing in the world because we were doing it for so long. At one point, we had been just head bopping for like two hours straight we had to sit back.

Forrest: Yeah, it was as much fun to do it as it looks. We were having a blast.

What makes for an excellent creative collaborator when it comes to crossing over mediums?

Zak: One of the biggest things I noticed was that there was a moment when the plans we originally made weren't working out. So a lot of us were just not really seeing them and just trying to keep pushing forward and try to make it work. So one night, basically, Cole, our manager, Justin, and Carlos, the three of them had a meeting, and they were like, “Look, we got to make a hard pivot, and we need you guys to trust us right now.” So we were just like, alright, you know you guys are the bosses here. We trust you. Let's make this work, and it ended up turning out beautifully, so I think one of the one things that we really, or I really admired from this team, was how quickly they were just able to just shift.

Yeah, you for sure got to have that trust there.

Zak: I'll add one thing to that, which is that both Justin and Carlos are really young guys in the scene, and part of that is—we also view ourselves as up-and-coming, young people in the scene, and we kind of want to bring in people that sort of are not necessarily—I mean obviously sometimes when you work with like more established people, it comes with an ego, but it's not so much that we wanted to avoid that as much as it was to bring in the eagerness and the excitement. I mean, they were so stoked as soon as they landed to just get working on things and to start brainstorming ideas and that kind of energy we just feed off of. So for “No Way,” it was literally all of us just feeding off of each other's energy. I remember in the scene where we were in the car, parked, Carlos and Justin were outside filming and just jumping up and down with us. So, yeah, they were as excited as we were. It was fun.

So now walk me through the day you found out that you were going on tour with The Wombats? How are you feeling about the upcoming tour?

Max: It felt very surreal. We've been fans of them for so long. I grew up listening to them and still listen to them. I guess it was just this crazy full-circle moment of, I don't know, I think I might have teared up. Growing up and being such a massive fan of them and wanting to do music, not really knowing how to play an instrument in high school, learning how to play an instrument in high school, going through college, into the cancer thing, and then to come out on the other side of it and to get to tour with a band that I'm a genuine giant fan of. I mean, it's just like a real-life childhood dream coming true. So it's like, it's... I don't know. I can't really describe it other than that. Our dream realization moment, and we're so excited.

Zak: Yeah, we're grateful to them for giving us the opportunity, and we're gonna work our asses off to make it the best shows we've ever played.

Be sure to catch Clubhouse on tour with The Wombats, starting January 2022.

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Chocbox letter ‘cause it was longer than 5k characters whoops

All canon welcome, all characters loved, from Coop to James to Freddie. Just please no active Judy presence because agreeing on that aspect of worldbuilding is complicated and blah, I'd rather simply keep it out of fanworks exchanges. DNW: non-canonical rape, non-canonical children, canon retellings, unrequested non-canonical ships.

I think all of these should work as art prompts as well? With or without background, picture the characters interacting in a way that fits the situation? Ignore all the dialogue prompts, just the basic connection between them: some characters are meeting unexpectedly, others are passing information, others are on a case, others still are reconnecting after decades...

Some ideas:

Dale Cooper & Laura Palmer & Wally Brando: Dale & Laura, post-finale, drifting between worlds. One day, on a lonely road, they meet... Wally. Who’s not even lost, just passing through...

Dale Cooper & Tammy Preston: via dreams or what-have-you. I guess they could meet up for coffee like regular human beings if Coop ever makes it back. I'd like Coop to talk to the new generation of Blue Rose, the one that somehow hasn't self-destructed, and I'd like Tammy to talk to the man behind the legend (not that she doesn't call him out on his bullshit in TFD, but he's still almost a mythical figure from where she's standing)

Tamara "Tammy" Preston & Laura Palmer: ditto but with Laura Palmer herself! What would Laura think of her, and she of Laura?

Donna Hayward & Audrey Horne: let the half-sisters bond? It's never too late, they're in their forties and that's totally not too late? Does Audrey find her way back to a shared reality and reach out to Donna? It's not like there's anything left for her in Twin Peaks, might as well pack her stuff and set out for Vermont. Does Donna help her finding her way back somehow? What were those two letters they exchanged about?

Audrey Horne & Annie Blackburn: maybe that new white place where Audrey finds herself is the metaphysical place where Annie’s consciousness has spent all these years? And they meet? And maybe they bond over "anyone who gets close to Dale Cooper explodes, more or less figuratively", but that was a long time ago anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, and mostly they simply bond over who they are, and their memories of home?

Garland Briggs & Gordon Cole & Phillip Jeffries: [REDACTED UFO ADVENTURES] feat. that impossibly hot agent who longs for other worlds and might as well be an actual alien, shouty Eagle Scout whose secrets have secrets, and a young, straight-laced young Garland... Gordon/Phillip also welcome!

Harry Truman & Garland Briggs: okay hear me out here. In TFD, Tammy writes that Harry kept on investigating Coop's disappearance and that his findings would come up later in her dossier. They don't, so during Frost's AMA I asked him about that. He said Harry communicated with Garland and humbly wouldn't want credit for his findings (so these findings are presumably assorted data that comes up later in the book but isn't attributed to him). Which brings to the obvious question, as well as my prompt, of HOW THE HELL DID HARRY COMMUNICATE WITH GARLAND if the latter disappeared from the material plane a whopping two days after s2's finale. Since Mfrost himself said it happened, though, dear author, please please pleeeease show me Harry reaching out to Garland through weird dimensions?

Jane "Janey-E" Jones & Diane Evans: LET THE HALF-SISTERS BOND pt2. When they were young or after everything, or in a dream while Diane is... wherever she is now. Can you imagine these two in the same room?

Margaret "The Log Lady" Lanterman & Harry Truman: an adventure in the woods! Or she goes to the Sheriff for something! I feel like they would share an appreciation for mushrooms and small birds and all the sounds of the woods...

Margaret "The Log Lady" Lanterman & Norma Jennings: I'm still not over Margaret's ep26 intro, "I hope Norma likes me. I know I like her and respect her. I have spit my pitch gum out of my mouth onto her walls and floors and sometimes onto her booths. Sometimes I get angry and do things I'm not proud of. I do love Norma's pies. I love pie with coffee", and I'd like to see it explored...

Chantal Hutchens/Gary "Hutch" Hutchens/Cooper's Doppelganger & Richard Horne: this is another ‘hear me out here’ situation... okay so, the Hutchens and Mr C are totally a “married couple +1″ triad. After Mr C picked up Richard and before the latter exploded, some friends and I briefly pictured a what-if scenario where Richard just tagged along, and Mr C rejoined the Hutchens, and they sort of had this ridiculous road trip where the Hutchens decide they’re adopting Richard and teaching him some manners, and Richard isn’t feeling very cooperative but there’s only so much you can do when you’re sharing a van with three trained supernatural assassins, and hijinks ensue. No fries until you behave, Richard! And I would very much like to see said hijinks.

Albert Rosenfield/Harry Truman: did they tragically fall into each other’s arms in the wake of Coop’s disappearance? Did they realize they’re so good for each other, but neither of them was willing to give up their life? And/or was the wound of Coop’s disappearance too fresh for them to try to heal? Do they keep in touch throughout the years? Does Albert resign on the spot with a resounding fuck it after the s3 finale and rush to see Harry? Does he stay this time?

Albert Rosenfield/Harry Truman & Frank Truman/Doris Truman: as an extension of my post-finale Albert/Harry prompts: Albert needs someone to shout at to find his fire again, to get out of dead-inside-mode. Doris needs someone who shouts back, that’s one of her big troubles with Frank, they simply process stress very differently. A shouting match made in heaven, which could be eventually result in a bickering friendship. The brothers can make popcorns. Frank&Albert stuff would also be interesting!

Dale Cooper/Albert Rosenfield: fiery early days? Dream meetings that Albert will inevitably write off as a product of his aching subconscious? Post-finale where Albert has made his peace with Coop not being part of this world and not even deigning to greet him, except one day Coop is back - with apologies? Post-post-finale where they’re peacefully living out their days as best as they can?

Dale Cooper/Harry Truman: Fluff? Fluff. They’re just... fluff. Whenever they can be together and adore each other and kiss each other’s face. And again, Coop has a lot to make up for, in the near future. Cuddle that Harry. FINALLY make that Harry feel desired and loved.

Dale Cooper/Albert Rosenfield/Harry Truman: basically the sum of the three sides of this triad... give them peace, given them nice things, give them so much love... Coop finding his place in the world and making up for lost time... give time to these old wounds...

Chet Desmond/Albert Rosenfield: they know they’re not each other’s big love or anything, and they can piss each other off with the former’s rowdiness and the latter’s pacifism. But they can also have a quiet understanding, they complement each other pretty well, and boy do they find each other hot. V hot office affair.

Cynthia Knox/Tamara "Tammy" Preston: FBI Blue Rose and USAF Blue Rose (of sorts, or whatever they’re called) brought together by destiny... I’d like to see them work together and fall for each other while they’re at it?

Tamara "Tammy"Preston/Shelly Johnson: Tammy has one whole year to fall for the most beautiful girl in town... does she appreciate her cooking? Do they bond over wearing frilly lace shirts whenever they can? If it’s relevant: I do ship present-day Shelly/Bobby a lot and I hope they’ll patch up their relationship soon. But this could simply not happen while Tammy’s in town. As for the obvious Gordon/Shelly parallel, otoh, ofc I acknowledge it happened and it made sense for the characters but I see it as super skeevy on Gordon’s part (which is, alas, par for the course for Gordon, as Denise and Albert point out in TPTR and TFD)

Tamara "Tammy" Preston/Audrey Horne: Tammy counts as a tall, dark and handsome stranger, right? And while she flew from Twin Peaks after her year there without finding out much about Audrey’s fate, that unsolved mystery kept bugging her, until... (can also be gen, mostly I just want them to meet, but I do like how they’d play off each other)