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gingersnappish · 3 years ago

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KYLUX RECS 2020-2021

My Kylux Recs in the last year (Aug, 20 2020 - Aug 20 2021)

SO. MUCH. GOOD. FIC!!! We are really lucky in this fandom to have so much good stuff to read!

Fic is part of the lifeblood of fandom, in my opinion-it shares new ideas and AUs and fleshes out the characters and most of all it inspires and entertains us all and engenders all sorts of feels for the characters-it’s part of what keeps us shipping! So a big ‘thank you’ to all the fic authors out there who work so hard at their craft and are generous enough to share it with all of us!

The following list is by no means comprehensive-there are LOTS and lots more very good fics that have been published in the last year that I haven’t read. I just wanted to offer up a few recs from what I know I enjoyed so far! (I also have more than fits on one list to rec-I’ll try and do another list soon!) As always, I rec based on personal taste, and I highly encourage reading all the tags/warnings on any given work to make sure it’ll be to your taste! -

The Flirtation Of Flowers

DaisyChainz

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29771553

Words: 5,917

Rating: Teen

Summary:Kylo runs his farm's stall at the Farmer's Market every weekend. He has a new customer, a gorgeous redhead that is curious about the meanings of his bouquets. Kylo doesn't know anything about that, so he makes stuff up to keep the man coming back every week.

My thoughts on the rec: This is the cutest slice of a modern AU kylux-it really nails Kylo’s personality as a (slightly awkward) flirt who is trying his best and just really likes the redhead who keeps coming to buy flowers. Just a sweet little fic all ‘round!

all i have to do is dream

kyluxtrashcompactor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18709426/chapters/44373613

Words: 11,456

Rating: Teen

Summary:Armitage Hux has been going to the same bar every Thursday for the last year, nursing a crush on the gorgeous, unobtainable bartender, Kylo Ren. He finally gets up the courage to ask him out, only to find out he has some unusual competition: the memory of a red-haired boy from Kylo's past, who Kylo swears is the soulmate that got away from him.A fill for this SoftKyluxKinks prompt:Anonymous asked: Benarmie with young Ben (around 11 years old) having a huge crush on Armitage (16). Hux finds it adorable but mostly ignores him because he's a kid. Flash forward a few years when Ben is all grown up and Hux is the one with a huge crush.

My thoughts on the rec: This is another really cute young modern AU! I like the idea that Ren has liked Hux forever, but this deals nicely with the age gap and that Hux really wouldn’t notice Ren back until they are both appropriately older. And they make such a cute couple-it’s a great progression from just ‘he’s hot’-like, there is a lot more to them than that in the end!

Homecoming

sigo

(really, read anything by sigo, it’s all my favorite)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27150808

Words: 13,450

Rating: Explicit

Summary:“We’re off the next two weeks, you know.”“Yes, I know.” There was emergency construction scheduled to fix cracking asphalt too near a pipe in the center of campus. The buses couldn’t run, and that phenomenon was the only thing that ever cancelled classes. Halloween was dead center in the unplanned time off school, and every bar within a fifteen mile radius would be untenable as the students celebrated. Hux was planning on staying home, catching up on grading. He was rather looking forward to an opportunity to reread his favorite novels. They were already stacked by the couch in preparation.“My family always throws a Halloween party and they got word that I could come this year,” Kylo said, shuffling his feet. He looked almost bashful.“Ren, it’s midnight,” Hux sighed at his infuriating coworker. “Get to it.”“I may have informed my entire family previously that we were dating.”

My thoughts on the rec: One of my all-around fav fics from the last year’s worth of my reading material! It’s got the modern AU vibes down pat without losing their personalities or making them too OOC, it’s got the fake-dating trope done REALLY well, it’s got a wonderful creepy vibe strung delicately throughout for the Halloween haunted setting, it’s got plot and make-outs (and more). Can’t recommend highly enough!

Thaw

thesevioletdelights

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28557180/chapters/69982587

Words: 14,316

Rating: Explicit

Summary:They have managed cooperation - efficient cooperation, even - in these past months, which is more than enough. And already nothing short of a miracle for both of them.Still. Ren was a fool to think he could simply run off and keep Hux in the dark.-----When Ren goes missing on a mysterious planet, Hux sets out to find him. He doesn't yet know that he just might find himself.

My thoughts on the rec: This, like all of violet’s fic, is HOT! Like, scorching vibes between them! It’ll draw you in and not let you go ‘til after the boys are ‘done’! And, like all of violet’s fics, the character voices and personalities are also impeccable!

Rocks Break Gifts

elderbwrry

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25840237/chapters/62777839

Words: 16,706

Rating: Mature

Summary:The Rebellion has been crushed, a coup affected, and Supreme Leader Ren and his Grand Marshall Hux have settled into a domestic routine as the joint rulers of the Galaxy. Kylo wants nothing more, now, than to make his relationship with Hux official, but he can't seem to rise to Hux's challenge of a satisfactory proposal.Or, the five times Kylo proposes, and the one time Hux says yes.

My thoughts on the rec: Ahhhhh, the premise in this one is great! Like, I don’t wanna spoil the plot reveal at the end, so I can’t say too much, but there is a really good reason throughout the thing that this is a Five Times type fic and it works! It works so well and while we spend the fic ‘with’ Kylo, when we find out what Hux’s deal is, it is so satisfying! I Paint My Dreams

Marlon

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26685907/chapters/65090566

Words: 26,122

Rating: General Audiences

Summary:Kylo Ren is struggling to make a name for himself in the art world but as the grandson of the great Anakin Skywalker, a legendary pop artist of the 1950s and 60s, the weight of his famous family and his own expectations is a lot to bear.After he’s rejected from a prestigious exhibition because his installations “don’t fit the theme”, Kylo heads to the pub to drink away his disappointment. Later that night as he stumbles home, he’s set upon by some would-be thieves but before they can take what’s left of his money, he’s saved by a strange man with unbelievable Medusa-like powers. The ethereally beautiful man, Armitage Hux, is a visitor from Oweynagat and he has a simple proposition for Kylo - room and board in exchange for making all Kylo’s artistic dreams come true.Sounds easy - what could possibly go wrong?

My thoughts on the rec: Oh goodness, where to start? The Irish Mythology and Fae aspect of this fic is superbly woven throughout the whole thing and the author makes it work really well! Like, this is such a unique and original take on the kylux pair, I love them, especially Fae!Hux in this! And the plot is solid and you get invested really heavily in how they are gonna wind up-at least I did! There’s some beautiful language in this-descriptions and dialogue! And I have a soft spot for Artist!Kylo!

Dating a Monster

mysticmilks

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26703904/chapters/65139415

Words: 30,401

Rating: Explicit

Summary:Ben Solo was raised to be a demon hunter, as everyone in his family has been before him. He wanted nothing more than to prove that he was worthy to his family. He lied to them and went on an unauthorized mission to catch and kill an elusive incubus. His search led him to Arkanis University, one of the most prestigious schools in the country.He was sure the mission was going to be easy, before he met the cute freshman Armitage Hux. This meeting would change the fate of both of them.

My thoughts on the rec: Add another really good one to the slightly-creepy-kylux subgenre filled with demons and dark powers! This is a great depiction of Kylo as a very determined demon hunter and Hux as a very unique quarry! I love the tension in parts of this too-well crafted! The Green Ribbon

xzombiexkittenx, Lilander (art)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28630845/chapters/70176921

Words: 39,679

Rating: Explicit

Summary:When Ben was fifteen he left the Jedi temple and took extreme measures to prevent the shadowy creature that infiltrated his thoughts from dragging him to the dark side. What he did left him with a great deal of chronic pain and removed his most valuable weapon, but Ben got his stubbornness from every side of the family, even the adopted ones, and he was determined to find and kill the creature.Now Senator Amidala of Naboo, Ben uses his position to make the galaxy a less awful place when he can, but being senator also gave him very useful contacts in his search for the creature. When he met Major Hux of the First Order, Ben thought he could get game-changing information out of him, one way or another, but things rarely go Ben's way and it got complicated much faster than Ben had prepared for. It's never a good idea to mix sex and politics, but Ben takes his fun where he can get it.

My thoughts on the rec: I feel like this is a very original take on ‘Senator Amidala’ Ben, at least from the stuff I’ve read-many props to the author for such a fleshed out universe, filled with likeable, believable OCs, a wonderful plot, great character motivations and voices, and a take on our main man Ben that pulled me in from the get-go! He’s sorta magnetic (in universe and to the reader)! And the sexual tension and sexy bits are very well done! I’m rooting for Ben and Hux in this, on opposites sides though they may be! Comfort Zone

LydiaBSlade

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26783797/chapters/65338117

Words: 66,766

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Hux is running away. He meets a tall, dark, and somewhat annoying stranger at the airport.

My thoughts on the rec: Travel writing at its best; also kylux fic at it’s best! Young, modern them trying to find their places in the world and finding each other in the process is so cute and almost tenderly done in this! This is a gentle, friendly version of modern Kylo that I fell in love with, right along with Hux! And by the way, I’m not kidding when I say travel writing-the southeast asian setting is vivid and enchanting in it’s rich detail! Outnumbered, Outgunned, Outmanuevered, and Winning

Coriesocks, Ellalba (art)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28217253/chapters/69144672

Words: 80,372

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Hux’s plans for ridding the First Order of Kylo Ren are ruined when Ren discovers his deception. With no choice but to flee, Hux ends up in the hands of the Resistance. It’s not ideal, but at least he gets a break from Ren. Until he doesn’t.When Ren starts appearing in Hux’s dreams, Hux wonders if the stress of being a spy has taken more of a toll on his sanity than he’d previously thought. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he has to deal with constant pestering from Poe and a mildly inconvenient kidnapping. Of course, it’s Ren who saves him in the end. There’s clearly no getting away from him.

My thoughts on the rec: A really interesting take on something that is both a alternate rewrite of what could have happened instead of TROS and a TROS-fix-it of sorts! Hux is stellar in this, we really get a good look in his head and Coriesocks handles it masterfully! I really liked how their relationship develops gradually in this, it’s Enemies To Lovers at its best! Bloodlines and Brandy

EmperorsVornskr

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22989934/chapters/54963601

Words: 130,785

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Sebastian Hux is a native of the Deep South who loathes his origins, and seeks to pull himself from the stifling quagmire, but his bloodlines call him back to the property that has blessed- and plagued- his family for centuries.Unspoken secrets fill his inheritance, skeletons fill every closet, and a monster lurks in the shadows, tied to two bloodlines joined by fate, greed and hatred that has spanned across generations.As Hux learns about his family’s tainted legacy that has now become his burden, he discovers there is more involved than just having to be the curator of property that the locals shun with hushed whispers, that he has inherited more than an estate- he also has a terrible and loathsome horror tied to his very blood.When curious young locals come calling, and Hux’s past tormentors come out of the woodwork to simper and scrabble for a piece of the newly rich, the body count begins to rise, the smell of blood in the old slaughterhouse is getting harder to hide, and Hux realises that he will need to find a better way to pacify the hulking shadow that perches on his roof every night before his hometown’s tiny population is completely decimated.

My thoughts on the rec: This one is EPIC! Like, in length (which it needs every word of for the story that is going on here) and in the great portrayal of Kylo and Hux and their relationship! It’s super original too-not just the plot but the depiction of Kylo as something ‘other’ and the Southern Gothic vibes, and Hux-this is a wonderful take on Hux! He loses none of his edge, in my opinion and yet the reader is ‘with’ him all the way through, rooting for him! The descriptions are killer too-EmperorsVornskr has a felicity of expression that kept me reading (albeit in more than one sitting). Also worth noting that this is a wonderful and carefully handled depiction of trans!Hux, in my admittedly cis opinion. The theme of finding your tribe/your people/and your special someone in this, albeit in sometimes unexpected places is warming! I enjoyed every moment of this fic! Gravity Well

kyluxtrashcompactor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13062495/chapters/29879001

Words: 176,421

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Snoke is gone, but his death has solved nothing between Hux and Kylo Ren. The First Order's trust in their leaders wanes as they vie for power over one another, and if they cannot learn to work together, they may both lose everything they've worked for.Forging that alliance after years at each other's throats will not be as easy as letting the past die, however—they will face subterfuge, enemies in the shadows, treachery, and being stranded on a hostile planet with creatures out of nightmare, barely escaping constant danger with their lives while having only one another to rely on.And that is just the beginning.

My thoughts on the rec: I realize this one is very well known by now, but I’ll rec it again for good reason! It’s quality long-fic! I love how competent Hux is in this surival-style fic, even without the Force to save him! And Kylo is a badass! kyluxtrashcompactor is a master of the slow burn here and we’re even lucky enough to be getting a sequel (although Gravity Well will also stand perfectly on its own). The writing in this will draw you in and not let you go!

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That’s all for now! I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I did!

#kylux recs #kylux #fic recs #kylux recs 2021 #i enjoyed these fics

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burningdarkfire · 3 years ago

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anyway the modern AU was sorta supposed to be a one and done but the more i think about it the more i think jayce is actually truly my the ideal Gamer Boyfriend and i don’t mean ideal in a desirable way but in a platonic ideal sort of way. he goes to the gym every morning and by morning i mean 11am and that’s still three hours before viktor is awake and then he comes home and sits at his computer for 16 hours without moving. he can’t cook scrambled eggs to save his life. he bought an ugly as hell $400 fleece jacket and was like “this is cheap right” and then never wears it because he lives in LA. put a mic on him and he is capable of repeating exactly three stock phrases before he starts trashtalking someone on the enemy team but for some reason people keep putting mics on him. he can nut and then thirty seconds later be talking about why yuumi is a braindead champion and should be nerfed (viktor tells him to shut the hell up and git gud and if you argue with viktor for too long he pulls out numbers and ratios and patch history that no one has any business remembering five years after they've retired from pro play. this doesn't stop jayce from arguing with viktor at all). his twitter following is 82% male and 18% female which is exceptionally well balanced for the scene and he only dimly understands why it’s 18% female and why anyone else cares. he tilts after two losses in solo queue but he thinks if he gets some poggers sex he can mentally reset except that his boyfriend has been in the garage for the past three weeks building some kind of giant robot so instead he goes on a nine game loss streak before his ubereats order arrives and he's forced to get up and answer the door in the middle of his ranked game even though viktor is right there in the garage ignoring jayce's plight. he trips over the cat on the way back and spills a little of his diet coke and doesn't clean it up until he steps in the sticky spot three days later. his jg somehow stole baron while he was gone though so somehow they win anyway and then by the time he manages to win his third cool down aram he realizes that it's like 9PM and he does actually have a job so then he spends 6 hours "analyzing" league of legends before going downstairs to annoy viktor so much that he has no choice except to come to bed and cuddle him until he falls asleep. idk i would keep him

#my posts #writing blogging #jayvik

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whatudottu · 4 years ago

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Because I've held this off for too long, once again it seems that @nukeli has beaten me to the punch with colour schemes. Damn my procrastination or whatever, but I only just realised that I didn't put any mention of the 'fodder' classes (Vehicons, Insecticons and I suppose Autotroopers since I'm including them) and wanted to put down my thoughts before writing this up.

An added bonus here is that certain character have different alts (based on character changes and even the heavier focus of 'robots in disguise' that these Decepticons are after) so it's not just me ranting about colour schemes.

Yes, this was why I was complaining about the wiki altmodes, so deal with the vehicles I found instead. May or may not be due to me using images as references haha.

The Autobots (you are here)

The Decepticons Part 1

The Decepticons Part 2

Going in order of my notes, we begin with Cliffjumper. He’s obviously a 1970 Dodge Challenger and what colours I’ve given him are on the image below. Nothing much to say about a definitely dead character other than I didn’t just wanna make him blue.

Next on the list is good old Doctor Ratchet. I’ve had it in my mind ever since Nuke’s one post that SG!Ratchet was like Medic from TF2, so I guess I took it and ran.

To play an opposite to regular Ratchet, he comes across as affable and friendly but is really just doing the things he loves to people he hates. Autobots, Decepticons, hates everyone. He despises Optimus Prime too, but he can’t do anything unless he wants to be cooped up in his berthroom reattaching his limbs for it. Believe him, he tried.

As for altmode and colours, I spent way too long finding that he resembles a Mercedes Benz G-Class ambulance that I was ticked to find out he wasn’t at all. I special looked for the green coloured ambulance because Synth-En, duh!

Breaking in after the Doctor comes our local wrecker Bulkhead. I don’t have much of a read on this guy, other than the fact that I thought it’d be a cool idea for him to lose a lot of his memories after ‘TMI’, ya know, from the Synth-En recipe? Certainly not set in stone, but it could very well contribute to my accidental theme of memory (which only has some small links in the posts I actually created).

With the help of my car enthused cousin I have given our not so loveable mech a Terradyne Gurkha, a little more military than the wiki’s off-roader Lamborghini that I’m too annoyed to bother to look at. I thought that the military origins and the black colour scheme sorta allude to something something mindless military man. yada yada.

Following him is our ever wonderful Optimus Prime, or maybe Lord Prime? Haven’t thought too much about that. What I have thought of is this master manipulator who mayhaps also be a little bit delusional idk we’ll decide in the car.

I always loved the idea of a smiling SG!Prime, as if there’s still hints of this benevolent leader that the original has, but it’s warped and meant to add fodder to the war, encouraging mechs to fight to their deaths all in the name of not only the Autobots, but their Prime. Also as a warped version of the original, I wanted Shattered Glass Optimus to be deluded in the fact that Megatron will change, change at least, to submit to the real leader. Ain’t happening. That’s sorta there with Ratchet too, but well, you read Ratchet’s piece didn’t you?

SG!Prime is consistently purple and black, and whilst I have found a Peterbilt Semi Truck with that wonderful colour, it comes with white instead. Think about it, this typically evil colour paired with often innocent white, that’s like perfect for what I’m going for.

Fitting that he’s next, it’s time for Prime’s Second In Command Ultra Magnus. I’ve... really got nothing for him. Maybe he’s still by-the-books but like he finds loopholes just to commit atrocities? I don’t know.

I’ve given this boy a Mack Trident alt instead of Prime’s Peterbilt, just for differences sake.

After Magnus, we got our little bug Bumblebee... or is it. Because I wanted to change his colours a bit without going into Beast Hunter territory, I wondered if bees come in different colours and, low and behold, they do!

As for the boy himself, I think he was one of the bots manipulated by Prime himself to join the cause and, given his almost rewritten personality, has only lived through to this point in the war by sheer luck. This mech is an absolute menace, feral and powered by the need for Prime’s approval, tearing others with denta and servo more often than with stingers and blasters.

Now you’ve noticed I haven’t been using his name? That’s because he’s now Blue Band (I just realised he’s still bb haha)! He gets his name from the Blue Banded bee, and I found a Chevrolet Camaro to match.

In line with BB’s younger status, feast your eyes on Shattered Glass Smokescreen! Oh boy isn’t he a delight. His hero worship has essentially turned him to a prime (pardon the pun) candidate for Optimus to form into his perfect super soldier, who already would die for this deranged mech even before laying optics on this grand Prime.

So, he’s an absolute suck up, a straight up spoiled brat that has it harder than Blue Band for Prime’s acknowledgement, and is actively showing off and bragging that he’s Optimus’ favourite (he’s not, he just encourages it because that’s the easiest way to get Smokey to do what he wants).

Almost to reflect that (perhaps another pun) I found this gaudy Chameleon Chevy Corvette that absolutely SCREAMS show off.

Regrettably partnered up with him after the passing of Cliffjumper, Arcee has run out of patience. Not everything she does is motivated by Airachnid (what kind of character would that be? not a fun one) but she does often enjoy killing those connected with her. After Tailgate, she’s gotten a little mad, but her effectiveness otherwise increased so others never bothered to ‘fix’ her.

Having lost both of her partners, when she absolutely hates another (read; Airachnid and Starscream because he still kills Cliff) the best kind of revenge is putting her opponents in her own pedes. Oh, that mech’s growing attached to one of his comrades? Slice and dice them before their optics. Oh, that femme is finally coming out of her shell and making friends? Gore out their spark and hope that humans don’t decide this would be the perfect time to practice what they preach and save the life of that same mech with a hard to perform surgery that may or may not have been lost to time.

Okay so she’s obviously a Kawasaki Ninja (haha that’s kind of fitting) and I was tempted to make her pink like other Arcee iterations, but look at this fancy stuff right here. He hoo glowy look pretty!

Almost in leu of an Airachnid archetype, Wheeljack comes in. Though still quite the wrecker and ever the bomb enthusiast, instead of actively celebrating his impacts and going solo to stop the rust settling in, he’d rather be offed whilst mechs are distracted by his pretty explosion and lay forgotten in the dirt.

I may have accidentally rooted the unintentional memory theme deeply with the wreckers (Breakdown included) and maybe just took it and ran, giving everyone else a little connection, but Wheeljack is probably the most explicit in this idea. He hates nicknames (which i super Ratchet uses to mock him here in Shattered Glass) because that’s like... naming something you’re going to keep to quote that specific fic which, honestly, I can’t remember. Wheeljack split from others to stop them from remembering him and put himself closer to a situation where he can die alone, as morbid as that sounds. No grand death, no stupid death and no straight up suicide (generally that’s a VERY impactful kind of death) so just a mediocre end is what he’s been looking for for a little bit too long.

As for his colours, I apparently have no taste and should not have a car because I really like what this image has going for it. This C3 Corvette is probably one of the few cars that fits the straight up box of a sports car that Jackie’s got, so I’m sticking to it, so no, don’t show me the wiki I’m ignoring it this was too painful to give up dang it!

Okay, finishing off the bots, I have the Autotroopers. Sure, I’m not using a reference of a car to show off the colours, mainly because there’s also going to be flier troopers too, maybe... surely... definitely. Most depictions of them are white, you know, goodie goodie, and I’m tempted to just laze around and do just that. Instead, I think a goldish colour would be fun.

Aside from sharing a key colour with Ultra Magnus, essentially a war lawyer, which is perfect for subjects made to obey, a nice glimmering finish almost feels like they’re all manipulated by Prime to believe in the Autobot cause. I suppose the special devision, if there is one, would be a nice Prime purple, sorta like if it’s Optimus’ personal guard if he actually had any belief they would do their jobs.

Oh boy this is so long...

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popculturebuffet · 4 years ago

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Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life Review

Happy Birthday To Me, as I continue my birthday celebration by taking a look at comics that have a personal connection to me.. And for our main feature, i’m taking a look at the first volume of a series that was vitally important to a teenage me, Scott Pilgrim.

Scott Pilgrim is the brainchild of Brian Lee’O’Malley. O’Malley came up with the concept from a number of things. Being a fan of the band Plumtree, O’Malley was curious about the name of their song “Scott Pilgrim” and wondered who this Scott Pilgrim guy was. So over the years he slowly built the guy up in the back of his mind using bits of his life and what not. As for why he ends up fighting 7 evil exes, that came from a discussion with his then girlfriend, later wife and currently ex-wife Hope Larson, where he threw off the joke that her exes should form some kind of League. After finishing his first solo work Lost at Sea, O’Malley decided Scotty would be his next project and the rest is history. To date while O’Malley has written two works since, Seconds which is delightful and Snotgirl which didn’t grab me but I intend to try again, Scott remains his most popular work, in large part due to it’s SUBLIME video game and movie adaptations, the former of which is finally getting a rerelease next month.

The series charm is in it’s style: A manga styled comic that combines two desperate kinds of story: Shonen Fight Manga and Slice of Life Indie Comics. The story shifts from Scott going through normal life stuff while trying to make his new relationship work and get his shit together and Scott getting into big bombastic fights with his new sweetie’s exes for the right to keep dating her and to you know, stay alive. The series effortlesly blends a video game like world with real grounded characters and is wonderful for it. As for where I came in, one Free Comic Book day I found a little comic named Free Scott Pilgrim, which I genuinely loved and was instantly charmed by it’s humor and well done art. So I picked up the second and third volumes of the series proper and the first once I could find it and the rest ,as they say, is history. For my high school life, this was one of hte most important things in it and I wrote fanfiction, which I thankfully never put online and in general enjoyed the hell out of the series. Then I just kind of.. let it sit on my shelf for a while. It wasn’t BAD, I just never got back to it and as the franchise went dormant I just sorta slept on it and the movie and that part of me...

Cut to a few weeks ago, when Comixology did a massive sale for black friday that marked a ton of Graphic Novels down to just 1 buck each, and the color editions of Scott Pilgrim happened to be part of this, though only volume 1 was that cheap. But thanks to my best friend micheal and an early christmas/birthday present I got the rest and got to revisit the series as a whole, with me rethinking my previous thoughts of volume 1 and thus.. wanting to review it and share both why this series is so damn special and what’s good, and what’s not so good about it. I’ll also be covering the game, once i’ts re-released, and the movie once i’m finsihed with the comics so look out for that. And get ready to take a trip to the glorious land of canada...

As a heads up and as you can tell i’ll be using the color version as while I could get scans of the black and white, I prefer the color version. While the black and white was fine and always will be, I think the impressive coloring job really adds to thing and makes the already great fight scenes pop more, as well as making certain background elements stand out a bit. While it does negate the black and white gags, the tradeoff is more than worth it. That being said either version is fine so if you can get the black and white cheaper that’s fine and i’ve kept my original copies, with volumes 4 -6 having been picked up as they came out.

So as our story starts we meet our hero: Scott Pilgrim Age 23, a charming but jobless and kind of sketchy possible college graduate whose really been adrift in his life since a breakup about a year ago. And when our story opens he’s taken a turn for a worse and decided to date sweet but naive and inexperinced Knives Chau, a 17 year old girl. And why yes the power dynamics there are messed up and why yes Scott is pretty damn sketchy in this moment in time, and while yes I am aware the age of consent in canada is 16, it dosen’t make this any less greasy and the story knows that. And how it knows that MOST of his friends aren’t on board. The only ones who seems to is Stephen Stiles, leader of Sex Bomb-Omb, the band scott’s in with one of the best names ever and even then it’s hard to tell if he’s being sarcastic or just a total douche. The other, Young Neil Nordgraf, Stephen’s roomate, is well 19 or 20 and kind of a dipshit so we just ignore him. I used to use him as kind of a projection, to put myself in the adventure when I was younger as Neil kind of lacks personality in the comics but in the comics.. he’s not hte best or most complex character. He is great in the movie though and Edgar Wright did an amazing job fleshing him out. The rest of his circle are .. not so permissive. His best friend, roomate and king of all gays for all time Wallace Wells very much does not want to come with Scott to school to pick her up because every part of that sentence after hurt to type. Granted Scott gets him to come with him with promises of boys, but frankly knowing wallace he was probably just playing along/wants to protect this poor child. His ex and fellow bandmate Kim is clearly bothered by it and is flat out worried Scott is taking advantage of her. Kim and Wallace are easily my faviorites both for personality and because I have a massive crush on both. With Wallace it just didn’t manifest till the reread. Finally Scott’s kid sister Stacey chews him out over it before genuinely wondering if he’s gone insane or he’s actually happy. For my two cents: he’s not. He WANTS to be, but he dosen’t know how. And as someone whose both neurotypical, which given Scott’s troubles with empathy and relating to people like yours truly I strongly suggest he is, and has struggled with depression I can relate to that. He wants to move on but he just.. can’t, he just wants to get past the haze he’s been in since Envy dumped him.. but he dosen’t know how. So instead of doing someting constructive or finding a job or anything .. he just took the first and easiest way out of his depression he could. I’ve done that with video games and stuff. Scott did that by entering a relationship that’s really easy, requires only so much effort, and is with someone who utterly adores, looks up to him and will never expect better. Being with Knives makes him feel better.. but it dosen’t MAKE him a better person. As i’ve made clear dating someone just for a boost makes him actively worse and had fate not intervened, I shudder to think what Scott might have become. That being said his actoins are still creepy and since Scott has a habit of landing ass backwards into being an asshole here’s a counter to track that. That’s 2 for doing this overall, one for tleling her to be good, and 1 for trying to ply wallace with underage boys.

Your the Scum of the Earth Scott Counter: 1

Thankfully fate does and Scott’s dreams, ones of him crawling through a desert alone, are interupted by a mysterious pink haired girl on skates. The next day he’s just sort of in a daze, kind of confused, and even more so when he sees her IN REAL LIFE, while at the library with Knives. He’s understandably frazzled but ends up finding out he’s not hallucinating when talking to MIcheal Cormeau. Micheal is a minor character and another artist and friend of o malley’s who represents that one guy in social circles who knows everybody. And indeed he knows the mystery girl, Ramona Flowers and that she’s there. Scott TRIES talking her up but just creeps her out, so Scott goes with plan b and decides to ask around about her. Enter Sandra and Monique, two college aquantinces of Scott, who just sorta show up at major events and aren’t that developed or intresting. They turn him to Julie who forbids him to date her. To which I say.

Naturually we’ll aslo be needing a counter for this.

Shut Up Julie Counter: 1

Scott however did find out she’s a delivery girl for Amazon Canada, and thus orders some CD’s on Wallace’s Credit card to hopefully see her. And while his behavior IS obessive.. it’s understandable. I’d be weirdly obessed with finding someone too if they showed up in my dreams every day and were apparently a real person. I’d probably play it cooler but still i’ts kind of understandable. So after a day with knives in which he’s clearly checked out she kisses him, he freaks out and it’s very clear that while Scott’s good at attracting women he’s just.. not good with his emotions and has finally woken up to how messed up this is, but has no idea how to get out now he’s intrested in someone he actually has a future with maybe. Speaking of Scott’s package and Ramona finally arrive. Scott’s move is to.. ask her out abrubtly but after he mentions her Dreams, Ramona finally puts two and two together and explains things: She’s been using Subspace, a seris of highways connected by the subconcious and apparently more common in america, though it’s later revealed she was taught this but being the first book with a lot of the lore and what not ironed out this is fine. Point is she was just using his dreams as transit and didn’t mean to get him obessed. Scott continues to try his schtick and eventually gets her to agree to hang out with him. Why she does I generally do not know, as SCott basically fell ass backwards over himself conversationally, but whatever. If he didn’t succeed we wouldn’t have a plot.

That being said things pick up a bit with the date though. The scene is really good and simply just the two.. talking. Having plesant conversations getting to know one another. That good stuff. it’s just really nice to read and it’s hard to explain why. Highlights include Scott’s x-men patch, Ramona not wanting to talk about her last job and Scott admitting he hasn’t been obessed in a long time.. and it comes off sweet rather htan creepy like that sounds. It just means he hasn’t fell this head over heels felt like this. As I said Knives was easy.. but this is hard.. and this.. feels right. So as things Snow Ramona yanks scott through subspace to escape the blizzard.

So we end up back at Ramona’s place and she offers some tea which leads to one of the best gags of the volume as she lists them off:

So Ramona goes to get Scott a blanket, Scott ends up following finds her changing, and she decides to warm him up another way.. by embracing him... cue.. the inevitible really.

It feels organic though: The two are clearly attracted to each other and while Scott came on as strong as freaking colossus, he still rebounded well once they hung out and he could relax a bit and show the scott underneath the lairs of dumbass. The two end up cuddling in bed and Scott seems..genuiley happy saying he needed this... awwwwwww. They part the next morning with him asking her to his band’s performance.

So Scott finds Wallace at home who says what Scott needs to hear “You need to break up with your fake highschool girlfriend scott’ Granted the entire first 40 pages could’ve been titled that but now he’s actively cheating. He’s also got a letter.

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It’s a death threat Scott barely grazes through, just like an email earlier.

But scott’s more concerned with his emotional distress.. i.e. the consequences of his throughly shitty actions finally hitting him in the face.

Scott heads to practice for his gig and can’t bring himself to break up with knives, but does find out about the opposition: Crash and the Boys, based on an NES game title because of course it is. Crash, their leader, Joel their baseplayer who scott hates because he hates all other baseplayers (”I don’t hate myself kim) and Trasha, an 8 year old progedy they found playing Drum Mania. Don’t ask me what that is, i’m not going to get every refrence.

So at the show Scott runs into Stacey and her new boyfriend Jimmy with Stacey being supportive. And then Knives shows up and then RAMONA SHOWS UP. Oh no scott’s cheating might be discovered!

So Scott books it while we’re introduced to Crash and the Boys. Wallace heckles them, to the band’s annoyance, until they eventually get fed up and we easly get the best gag of the volume. I was wrong this clearly tops the tea thing.

So Crash and The Boys continue to play their set, including a song that supposdely kills the audience but really knocks them out.. which of course bothers kim because they play next. Meanwhile Ramona and Stacey meet and the two really get along.. and come back to find the audience ko’d and Wallace Making out with Stacey’s boyfriend. Oh no! Which is a dick move, no question. But Stacey’s next move is questionable even for a 19 year old: She says “You won’t steel another guy from me and tells wallace to sit over there”. Okay Stacey even if he is bi, and this series has trouble with the concept of bisexuals we’ll get into that later trust me, he made out with someone else entirely while on a date with you. Wallace is still an asshole, it’s part of his charm.. but it dosen’t change the fact your date kissed someone else seconds after you were gone and has been eyballing him all night, as seen even above. He’s not into you as you thought, just accept it, move on, and kick Jimmy in the balls and then wallace like a proper lady. So Scott prepares to play and this happens

And it’s here, at the very end of the comic the series main premise finally kicks in and the world takes it’s true shape. It’s a world where an indie comedy about a mess of a being putting his life together after finding his dream girl.. also has said mess being forced to get into fist fights with wizards, movie stars, vegans, half-ninjas, twin roboticists and a katana wielding douchenozzle record exec in order to continue to have the right to date his girlfriend.

It’s where the series charm comes from and really what made it a huge sucess so it’s no suprise this volume perks up immensley for the climax. I’ll get more into it’s pacing problem at the end. For now it’s fight time and as we find out in a hilarious and awesome turn.. Scott is the best fighter in toronto.. which just makes me REALLLY want a Scott Pilgrim version of letterkenny. I mean who wouldn’t want to see wayne fight some guy who can turn his hands into dragons or see Squireely Dan do E.Honda’s hand slap move from streetfighter or see the skids all fuse into one mega emo. It’s just.. the possiblities are as endless as they are wonderous and I want this now.

But yeah as Patel is both the first boss and Scott’s first real opponent Scott.. handles him really easily. This was by design as O’Malley wanted a shonen progression to the fights.. and honestly it’s a great way to do things. Since the fights are styled after shonen and video games, and both have power based progression in bad guys and threats, it just made sense. Patel.. is just pathetic even with his magic powers, and his habit of sending letters and emails just pounds it in. Though he is right to be a bit pissed Scott didn’t read a letter he hand delivered in a snowstorm. That’s just a tad rude.

Mid-Fight, Scott, now he knows the whole evil ex boyfriend thing, wonders what Matt and Ramona’s past is and while Matthew refuses to tell.. Ramona spills easily. It was midddle school, all the jocks wanted her for whatever reason, likely because from experince in high school, guys really like indie girls. Matthew was the only non-white non jock, so they teamed up and with her strength and his mystic powers they beat them.. but since his use had dried up, she flipped him off and left. Matthew dosen’t take this well and summons demon hipster chicks to fight while Scott and co, minus ramona, fight back with a finger gun routine and block his fire balls before propelling Scott into matthew somehow, and landing the KO Evil Exes Left: 6 Matthew bursts into coins though fun fact, O’Malley says the Exes all respawned back at home afterwords and learned their lesson. With Pattel I genuinely don’t think he did... but clearly given his penchant for formality what with the letters and emails, he probably felt it’d break protocol to attack before the rest were done. He probably jsut formed a hipster emo band and found more sucess using his magic for that instead and just forgot about the whole thing. Could be wrong but that’s what i’m going with. So Scott asks Ramona to go out with him then make out with him, both of which she says yes to. Nice one scotty boy. Ramona then explains the whole evil exes thing: He’ll have to defeat each one as they come after him, and while Scott wonders if they’ll come one at a time Ramona’s not sure. As time will bear out, Scott is MOSTLY correct as most exes take him one on one, with the exception of the twins. But since as I said earlier the twins are basically one person, and as we’ll find out by choice, so it’s an exception. Plus their the last step before the final boss, so by that token it’s a bit fairer to have the penultimate boss get an unfair advantage. Scott is fine with that, he and Ramona share another moment and a kiss.. but Scott makes the mistake of asking if gideon is one and Ramona’s head starts glowing with her dodging the subject, though still going out with SCott and him worried.. it just feels.. off. not a bad ending but the only one of the series three cliffhanger endings that just dosen’t work for me, especailly since it is a bit before the Gideon mystery really picks up steam again. But with that we close this chapter

FINAL THOUGHTS:

Precious Little Life is a decent start to the story. While Scott is loathsome at first, he’s still a compelling character and does get more likeable as things go, the humor when it is there shines and is one of the series best assets and while the fight is short and only at the end, it is oh so glorious especailly in cover with the impacts taking cues from the movie. It’s a good intro to Scott’s world and ther’es a reason the movie adapts this book the closest as it sets up the cast and premise well, with only Stephen Stiles feeling a bit off and ONLY for the first few chapters. The volume is only really held back by it’s pacing, as before Scott runs into ramona in his dream the story feels a bit sluggish as we’re just watching some douche date a high school kid. While it is necessary to set up the world, it just dosen’t have the snappy pacing the series would be known for and that makes the rest of the series more charming. it’s nto BAD.. but it’s not FANTASTIC like the series would become. What keeps it from being bad is simple: These aren’t general badness signs but more just O’Malley coming into his owna nd getitng better and better as the book goes, to the point that by the next book the pacing is much better and by book 3 onwards he has it down pat. Overall not a BAD volume but certaionly the weakest of the bunch.. which given it’s still really good says something about the ride we’re in for. I’ll be back sometime in the future, likely january. Yup i’m taking on YET ANOTHER PROJECT. but since this one, while clearly exausting and time consuimg, is much shorter in overall length, and i’m still proritizing the three I have running over this, I think i’ll be just fine. Until next time, have a happy holiday.

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A Straight Line to You | Harry Holland Chapter 5

We got more angst and fluff. The end of this chapter gets wild.

When you walked into choir that afternoon, you were feeling anxious. Harry was already there and smiled at you from the risers. You waved to him and took your place in the soprano section. Your phone dinged. Rehearsal hadn’t started yet so you checked it.

Harry: Coffee after this? I have so much to tell you.

You: Sure.

Harry: Thanks, you’re the best.

Maybe this was a better day. You felt hopeful at the idea of alone time with Harry. It was going to be fine. Rehearsal began and Mr. Ceiber reminded everyone that the solo audition would be in two days. Good thing you’d spent all that time practicing. The rest of the rehearsal was a blur of songs.

When it was over, Harry came right up to you.

“To coffee?” he asked.

“To coffee,” you replied with a genuine smile.

The pair of you walked out into the sunshine and talked about your classes all the way to the coffee shop. When you got there, you ordered your drinks and sat down at a table in the back corner. You liked it best when you and Harry could be isolated from the other customers.

Your finger was tracing circles on the tabletop absently while you waited for Harry to share whatever it was he had to tell you.

“Twice now, Heather has sent me home after at date. Actually, I’m not totally sure that she thinks of them as dates. All I know is I end up walking home alone, feeling confused. She gets handsy with me in public, but she won’t so much as kiss me when we’re alone. I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong. She came on to me and flirts with me, but then she says she wants to take it slow. And honestly, I don’t even know what I want either,” Harry explained.

Your circling finger stopped as you took the information in.

“What do I do, Y/N? How do I know if she likes me? How do I know if I like her?” Harry asked.

“Spend a few days without her and see if you miss her,” you shrugged.

Harry pondered your advice. Lately, he’d found himself missing you whenever you were apart.

“I’ll give it a try,” he said.

“Let me know how you feel in a day or two,” you said.

“Girls are confusing,” Harry sighed.

You chuckled.

“Hey, what are you doing after this?” Harry asked.

“I was thinking to go to the gym, why?”

“Can I come with you?” he asked.

“Sure you can. I have to go change first though,” you said.

“I do too. Meet you there in an hour?”

“See you there,” you replied.

Finding motivation to keep your intention to actually go to the campus gym was easier now. You didn’t want to look gross in front of Harry though. You went to change into leggings and a tank top. You weren’t quite ready to workout in just the sports bra on top in front of Harry yet. You slipped your athletic shoes on your feet. You started on your way to the gym.

When you arrived, Harry was already stretching.

“Getting a head start, I see,” you joked.

“How else am I going to keep up with you? I never come here,” Harry said.

You giggled. Confidently, you headed toward the climbing wall. Harry followed.

“Okay, expert climber, show me how it’s done,” he said.

“I never said I was an expert climber,” you retorted.

The two of you began your ascent. You loved the feeling of accomplishment. Every rock you used to hoist yourself further gave you a sense of pride. Every foothold you fit yourself into made you feel unstoppable. You reached the top before Harry did.

You thought to yourself that you could make it down and back up again before Harry finished the climb. You rappelled down, passing Harry.

“So you are the queen of rock climbing!” he called.

“How are you going so slow?” you teased back.

You stretched your fingers to uncramp them. You may have gripped the rocks a bit too hard. You were about to start climbing up a second time when a voice behind you made you stop.

“Hey, Y/N, right?”

You whirled to face her. Heather.

“Hi, Heather. I’m sorta in the middle of my workout right now, so it’s not a great time to chat,” you told her, trying to be polite.

Harry was closer to the top now, out of earshot.

“Oh this won’t take long,” Heather said, “I just wanted to tell you that you shouldn’t get your hopes up with Harry. I have him wrapped around my finger, so you don’t stand a chance.”

“Y/N! Look, I made it,” Harry called down.

“Ta-ta,” Heather said in farewell.

You watched her walk over to the yoga station before you directed your attention back to Harry and the rock wall. You climbed faster this time to reach Harry. He was still catching his breath at the top. Heather’s audacity made anger course through your veins like electricity.

“Who was that?” Harry asked when you reached him.

“Heather,” you replied.

Both of you rappelled down the wall.

“Oof,” Harry said when he hit the bottom, “Coming down is a lot faster. I actually felt my insides turn a bit when we dropped.”

You tried to laugh, but you were still mad about Heather’s comment.

“We could do some weights now,” Harry suggested.

You didn’t want to be near Heather and the yoga station was far from the weights, so you agreed.

It was past five o’clock when you and Harry finished with the weights.

“What’s bothering you? You’ve been quiet ever since we finished climbing,” Harry said in a worried voice.

“Heather said somethings that didn’t sit right with me,” you answered.

“What sort of things?” Harry questioned.

You ignored his question.

“I’m going to go to the locker room and freshen up. Meet you back here in a bit,” you said.

Your blood was still boiling and you wanted to splash some water on your face. It was pumping in your ears so much you could barely think.

One of the things you hated about Heather was the way she treated Harry like a dog. An abused dog that only wanted to please her. You couldn’t tell if she was using him for his brother’s fame, wanted his money, was just a psychopath who enjoyed playing with good guys, or all of the above.

When you found yourself in the locker room with her, you decided to say something.

“You can’t keep leading him on if you don’t have feelings for him,” you admonished.

She knew exactly who you were talking about.

“But I’m having fun with him,” Heather scoffed.

“He’s not a fucking toy!”

“Oh, but he is. My favorite toy right now. You can have him when I’m done if you like. I have no use for toys once they’re broken,” Heather taunted.

You clenched your fist. You’d be damned if you let her keep hurting Harry. Without another thought, you decked her in the face.

She was stunned at first. Then, she lunged at you.

“YOU BITCH!” Heather screamed.

You dodged away from her. She swung again. You ducked. She grabbed you hard by the sides of your shoulders. You struggled forward, trying to break her momentum, but she pushed you back to the wall. With your arms pinned you couldn’t hit her, so you kicked out a leg instead.

The pain made her let go of you momentarily. You tried to edge away and get to the door of the locker room. You made it a few paces when she grabbed you by your hair. You cried out in pain.

“Y/N!”

Harry burst through the door, totally unbothered that he was in a ladies locker room. Heather let go of you in an instant. Harry’s eyes darted between the two of you. It was clear to him that Heather had been hurting you, but she also sported a bloody nose.

Realizing she was caught, Heather pushed past Harry and ran from the room. He walked over to where you were on the floor and stooped down to examine you for injuries.

“What happened, why was she hurting you?” Harry asked.

You knew then that you’d have to tell Harry what had happened and everything she said. But you also trusted that Harry would believe you over anything Heather had to say. You were only scared that Harry would finally realize your feelings for him.

End of Chapter 5

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I pour dog food into Whisky's bowl, hearing his little paws smack against the floor as he rushes into the kitchen, his collar rattling and his excited panting greeting me when I feel his tongue licking at my arm.

"Good morning." I say to him, patting at his head before he starts eating.

Once he's finished I'm picking him up as Nikki comes in, scratching another thing off his to-do list.

When he steps by me I grab at his hand to stop him and he shakes his head.

"Nah, I don't need dog hair on me, babe." He grins, dodging me and I follow him.

"But, daddy, look at this cute little face." I hold the puppy out to him, giving my best puppy dog eyes and Nikki raises a brow.

"Whisky, tell mommy she can't call me 'daddy' because it'll make me wanna do stuff to her that I don't have time to do right now." He warns, grabbing his packed suit case.

"We're about to leave for a couple months, Nikki, and he'll be at obedience school. At least hold him for a minute so he won't forget we love him." I suggest and Nikki blinks at me. "I'll give you a blowjob on the way to the airport." I add.

"Aww, boy, am I gonna miss you!" He takes the happy little Whisky from me and holds him, kissing at his head and calling him a "good boy." "Viv, he's gonna be the best lookin' little stud muffin in that place." He tells me.

"Speaking of which, maybe they'll figure out a way to combat the humping." I say and Nikki looks at me.

"We're not getting him fixed."

"Are we going to breed him or something?"

"No, I just don't wanna take his balls, Viv. He's a man's man. He's a good boy. Not a good 'kinda/sorta' boy."

"He's gonna be more prone to hump anything and everything, and pee on everything more than normal and it'll be a struggle to take him anywhere with other dogs because he'll wanna misbehave."

"Exactly, it'll be like me as a dog." He explains with a smile. "Just look at him, babe. He wants to be just like daddy."

"Okay, well, if he isn't fixed as soon as he can be, daddy isn't allowed to even breathe the same air as mommy until he gets neutered." I take Whisky back and Nikki cuts his eyes at me.

"You use your pussy as a like a 'get out of jail free' card anytime you want something and it's annoying." He tells me and I raise my brows.

"If it's so annoying, why haven't you just put your foot down already?" I ask him, putting Whisky back down on the floor.

"Because I like the fear of never getting between your legs again. It's thrilling." He jokes and I roll my eyes.

"Shut up and pack." I chuckle, nudge at him.

"I'm packed." He states.

"Four shirts, two pairs of pants, and a Bowie record, isn't 'packed', Nikki."

"It is when you have money to buy everything else when you get to your destination." He states.

I ignore him and grab my suit case, about to pack my own stuff.

When I come back from my closet, two of my bikinis I only wear at home are already laying in the bottom of my suitcase and I look at Nikki, picking the neon pink and bright purple bathing suits up.

"I already told you earlier, I'm not bringing these, Nikki." I tell him.

"Why not?"

"The top barely covers my nipples and my boobs spill out, and the bottoms aren't much better."

"But I bought those for you." He reminds me.

"And I like wearing them here, when nobody else is around."

"At least pack them just in case."

"Nikki--"

"--Don't argue, Viv. Trust me, you're gonna want them." He says.

"Fine." I give in, packing them, and my more modest bikinis, before packing clothes and essentials.

When I come back with pads and tampons, there's articles of lingerie I've never seen before.

"Nikki." I look at him, holding up a scarlett red number with ribbons that criss-cross down the back and tie in a bow where the base of my spine should go. "Are you up to something?"

"What?"

"What are you planning?" I ask him and he scrunches his face up.

"Nothing, baby, I just thought you'd look pretty in that while I'm knocking your hips lose." He shrugs casually.

"You hate me wearing lingerie while we're fooling around because it interferes with your ability to see everything." I point out.

"Just accept it. And pack it. Because you'll want it." He mumbles.

"I know you're up to something, Sixx." I accuse him and he shakes his head.

"No, I'm not up to anything." He denies.

"Skimpy swimsuits, expensive lingerie, sketchy phone calls with Fred...you're up to something."

"Nope. I'm just looking forward to all the time we're gonna spend together on this tour, is all." He shrugs.

"Mhmm." I sarcastically let out, doubtfully.

"I mean, if you wanna spend our anniversary--which lands on our day off--with the guys, our opening band, and screaming fans then that's cool, too, I guess." He shrugs.

"Oh, shit, we have our anniversary this month?"

I might have remembered our anniversary had I been able to wear my wedding ring but it'd gone missing at that point, and I had no clue where it was.

And neither did Nikki, honestly.

"I'm not even gonna say anything about you forgetting our anniversary because I've secretly forgotten our anniversary and your birthday every year until someone reminded me a couple weeks in advance, so..." He smiles innocently and I raise a brow.

Whisky's picked up a couple hours later and Nikki and I are off to the airport without a moment to waste the second our driver pulls up.

And then the clothes come off.

We don't even notice we're at the airport until the door is flying open to reveal Fred.

"Get dressed and c'mon, guys, we're running late." He urges as Nikki marks up my neck with his teeth, causing me to laugh at Fred's face turning red in aggravation.

He slams the door shut and I hear them open the trunk to grab our bags and I hum out, smiling when Nikki presses his lips to mine.

"We gotta go." I breathe out, moving off of him and he groans. "We can do plenty of this in the hotel." I motion between us, buckling my bra, and he smirks.

"...And on the plane, and on the bus on the way to the show, and backstage, and during Tommy's drum solo, and after the show." He says slyly, pressing a trail of kisses up my arm to my shoulder.

"Exactly, so, get dressed." I mumble against his lips when he kisses me again.

Once we're done, we get out of the car and board the plane.

The stewardesses are gorgeous blondes, which doesn't surprise me, because if Vince has any say in what their female help looks like, they're going to be blonde.

"Guys, we need a picture!" Tansy insists.

"Tansy--"

"--I want one." She interrupts Fred, her blue eyes silently begging, and he gives in.

Morbid reality was that Tansy didn't expect to live much longer, and she wanted to take as many pictures as possible for us to remember her by.

No one really expected Nikki to live much longer, either, of course they never told me that until it was obvious he was crashing.

Once we get the picture taken and take off, it only takes ten minutes before Tommy and Nikki are snorting zombie dust like it's pixie stick powder, and demanding alcohol.

"You guys need to stay as sober as possible for the show!" Doc argues when Nikki calls him an "asshole" for not giving him a whole bottle of whiskey.

"We'll be fine like we always are, man, just fucking--"

"--Nikki, please, sit down." I gently tug at his arm when he stands as if he's about to march to Doc and start throwing punches.

He just glares down at me.

"Please, baby." I ask him, really, really not wanting to deal with a messed up Nikki Sixx before their show even begins.

He just stares at Doc before plopping back down beside me, lingering in and out of focus.

As if it can't get any worse, when we land, there's a slew of groupies waiting in the airport.

Which we only realize this when we're in their sight and they start in out of nowhere.

And, of course, ignoring Fred's orders--made from the motivation to keep the guys protected and out of trouble, which is why they hired him--Tommy and Vince gladly accept every single woman throwing herself at them, from the comfort of the bathroom.

The "Girls, Girls, Girls" tour was nicknamed the "Airport Blowjob Tour" because at every airport we came to, and I mean literally every airport, groupies were like Hornets swarming the place with all the motivation in the world to simply blow the band.

A few of them would make multiple trips to multiple airports, following the guys wherever city they flew to.

I admired their passion.

Some of them were more dedicated to trying to blow my husband than I was.

Which said a lot because I was pretty dedicated.

"It's hot as satan's balls out here." Nikki groans when we step off the tour bus after leaving the airport.

"We're in the middle of Arizona, babe." I remind him.

He just looks at me from behind his sunglasses.

"What?" I ask as we head to the hotel's building.

"Nothing." He shakes his head, opening the door to the lobby, letting me walk in first.

Doc gets everyone checked in, before I'm getting a shower and getting ready for tonight while Nikki and Tommy dick around.

By the time we all meet at bus to head to the venue, Fred's got the backstage IDs ready for the road crew and Tansy and I.

"Here." Fred puts the lanyard over my head with my picture on it, under it reading "Vivian, 6½".

"Thank you." I tell him, climbing in to see Nikki already sitting down, bottle of Jack in his hand as he hands Tommy a lighter for his cigarette.

I'm slightly startled, feeling Vince suddenly throw his arm around me, causing me to stop in my tracks.

"I want a drink. I'm gonna hide in the bathroom and you're gonna sneak it to me." He tells me in my ear and I look at him.

Before I can say, "hell no", I can tell he's desperate.

"Please, Viv. My nerves are eating me alive right now and I can't drink anything without them jumping on me about it." He nods to Nikki and Tommy who aren't paying attention in the slightest.

"Vince--"

"C'mon, move it." Doc nudges at Vince's back to get us to hurry up and sit down so he can get by.

"Fine, gimme a couple minutes." I mumble to Vince before walking to Nikki, sitting down beside him.

Vince goes to the bathroom, and Emi and Donna sit in front of me and Nikki as Mick sits with Tommy.

Within a few minutes, I'm actively attempting to slyly sneak Nikki's bottle of Jack back to the bathroom after Nikki abandons it to comment on this month's issue of Hustler Magazine with Tommy.

I tuck the bottle into my purse, well...the best I can, at least.

"Baby, can you let me out so I can go use the bathroom." I sweetly ask Nikki, and he doesn't even look at me as he responds: "Sure, babe" and stands up, pointing at a girl in the magazine and going "there's no way she's actually able to do that, that's gotta be edited", and I roll my eyes. I wish he wouldn't look at magazines like that, but it's a lost cause if I try to ask him not to, so I just ignore it the best I can and try to tell myself he doesn't look at them because I'm not good enough or something.

He just looks at them because guys just like looking at naked girls in explicit positions.

By the time I get to the bathroom, Vince is snatching the bottle from me as I lock the door behind me, crossing my arms in the small bathroom as he takes a long drink of it.

"You're welcome." I state to him, and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Did I thank you?" He smartly asks and I raise my brows.

"Umm, you should. I'm risking getting an earful from Nikki if he finds out I'm giving his singer--who's on a court mandated sobriety streak--liquor." I blink at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Oh, please, if he or Tommy were in my shoes they would've put sobriety aside two weeks after it was in place and never would have looked back." He scoffs out.

I don't argue because it's true.

"Be nice." Is all I say and he looks at me pointedly.

"C'mon, Viv, you know it's true. And if it were one of them that got in that wreck with Razzle, and they got caught drinking afterward, nobody would blink an eye because they're Nikki and Tommy."

"Vince, that's not true." I try to tell him.

"Whatever Nikki says, goes. Whatever Nikki wants, he gets. He's the one that put the band together which means his say is the final say, and same with Tommy because he's close with Nikki and Nikki backs him up."

I can't say anything.

"And you're not even arguing because you know as well as everyone else that it's true. It's Nikki and Tommy and nobody else fucking matters. Certainly not the washed up singer that nearly killed their careers."

He hands me the bottle back and I rub my lips together.

"Thanks." He mumbles before sliding past me to open the door and leave.

I put the lid back on the bottle and hide it back in my purse before I go back to Nikki and put the bottle back, undetected, my mind reeling over what Vince said.

It was clear there was a disconnect between Nikki, Tommy, and Vince after Razzle died, and it just got worse and worse as the years went by.

Tommy and Nikki, notorious "Terror Twins" got into more shit than anyone else around us, combined.

The deepest shit Vince got into was that wreck, and after that he quit a majority of his bullshit on making life for everyone around him, difficult by acting up, and just started moving in silence.

He'd have his petty moments, but for the most part, he would lay low and leave Tommy and Nikki to raise hell and embarrass the band and their team.

I could tell he was bothered by the fact that he made a mistake that Nikki or Tommy had a higher chance of making at the time, and because of that, he was kicked out of their little club.

And the fact that Tommy and Nikki got away with absolutely everything, got to him the most.

I admit, Vince should have served more time for the Razzle tragedy, but he still had to live knowing Hanoi Rocks was no more, knowing he let fans down, knowing he gutted Razzle's friends, family, band and fans, and knowing--although accidental--he was partly to blame for one of his friends' deaths.

But Nikki and Tommy didn't give a fuck what they did, who they did it to, why they did it, how they did it, or whether they meant to do it or not.

And they didn't care because they would always get away with it.

Always.

Vince was tempted to tell me about Vanity, but decided not to because he didn't want to hear shit from Nikki, but also because he'd rather me find out from a place of genuine concern.

Not just him blurting it to me in order to spite Nikki and finally make sure there was something he didn't get away with doing.

My lips pull into a wide grin as I cover my mouth before a loud shriek can fall past my lips and alert everyone outside the bathroom of the venue, what's going on in here.

Nikki continues to slide his hot, warm tongue against my clit as I grind in rhythm with his mouth.

Just as I'm about to come, someone's banging on the door.

"C'mon, guys!" It's Fred. "Nikki, you're on in, like, two minutes!"

"Got it!" I reply for him, being that his mouth is busy, and Nikki just grins up at me, causing my third orgasm to begin to build.

"Nikki, dude, we gotta go!" Tommy calls from the other side of the door.

Just as I'm coming, the door is unlocked with Fred's key, and I'm too shell shocked to try to get away from Nikki.

We both just look at Doc, Fred, and Rich Fischer, who are nearly fuming.

"Fred, what the fuck is wrong?" Nikki snaps as I pull my dress back down, my face burning bright red as I try to fix my hair and my lipstick, and ignore my cum running down my legs.

"You're about to be late for your first show of this tour over some pussy, that's what the fuck is wrong. Get out there." Doc snaps at him.

"Wait." I say, taking my crucifix off, handing it to him.

He takes it with a sly little grin, looking at me before clasping it around his neck for good luck on the first show.

"Thanks, Viv." He tells me, kissing my cheek before he heads to stage.

I follow after him, but Doc grabs at my arm, gently, to stop me.

"What?" I ask him, still embarrassed from earlier.

"You're not going to be too big of a distraction, are you?" He asks me and I raise my brows.

"Excuse me?"

"Anytime he's late, Vivian, it's either linked to you or heroin, and he's off smack so he's gonna be onto you more." He explains.

"We've been married for four years, Doc, and I've never been a 'distraction'. What the hell are you talking about?" I ask.

He just lets out a breath.

"Just don't let this happen again." He tells me and I exhale, rolling my jaw.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." I assure him, feeling like I've just been scolded by my freaking mother.

"Good."

Did I mention that Mötley was in their prime and Doc was considerably paranoid of someone throwing a wrench in the machine that was Mötley Crüe?

Once the show is finished, the guys are given masks for hyperventilation, their sweaty, liquor purging bodies slumped.

After they calm down, it starts.

"Alright, where we going?" Tommy asks Nikki, punching lightly at his shoulder as Vince is about to get a shower to get the sweat off of him.

"Strip club, probably." Nikki pants out, drinking a bottle of water in 20 seconds, handing it to me when he's finished. "What about you, Mick, you coming this time?" Nikki asks him and Mick shrugs.

"Doesn't really matter to me." He states.

"Guys, you want food?" Fred offers, sticking his head in the dressing room.

"Yes." We all say and he chuckles.

"Alright, we're on it." He assures us.

"You're not getting a shower?" I ask Nikki and he shakes his head.

"Nope." He replies and I wrinkle my nose.

"As long as you shower before you get in the bed with me." I say to him and he smirks.

"There's two beds in the room." He reminds me.

I blink at him, blankly.

"Don't even play like that." I tell him and he chuckles.

"Don't be a baby, Sixx." He says as he nudges at me and I exaggeratingly move away from him.

"No, stop." I try to hide my smile as he just gets closer to me again, so I move some more, only causing him to follow. "Nikki, chill out." I say, seeing the look in his eyes: he's up to no good. "Nikki, don't!"

He's suddenly tugging me into his lap, his sweaty, soaked clothing pressing to my back, causing me to squeal as he tickles at my sides, and I scream out in laughter as I get that nostalgic feeling I felt when I realized I first loved him, and would rather die than go without being with him forever.

We weren't arguing, we weren't trying to hurt each other, we were getting closer and closer to how we were when we first got married.

There was no heroin, there was no blatant meanness...we were just starting to learn to be in love with each other again.

I, completely overlooking blatant signs and red flags, figured, "we made it through his heroin addiction, we're making it through fame and public scrutiny, we're getting stronger and stronger and back to normal...mom was wrong, and we can handle anything."

And that was the problem: I felt too fucking secure.

Hearing and knowing about all these rockstars cheating on their significant others, and I felt prideful that Nikki might've been an asshole, but he'd never do such a thing to me.

I was beginning to have an arrogance about it.

And that's the thing about us when we get arrogant: God, or the universe, or Karma--whatever we believe--humbles us.

And I thought all of them had gotten together and made a plan to humble me to absolute hell.

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Rating: Teen and and up, mild sexual content Pairing: Mac x gender neutral reader (at least I tried) Word count: 3692

You've been dancing around each other for years, time to shine now. I suck at summaries, if you hadn't noticed yet.

You two have been teasing each other forever. Okay, maybe not forever, but definitely since you've met for the first time. You've been recruited to CIA by Matty Webber straight from college and a couple of years later you were offered a job in Phoenix Foundation, where she had transferred earlier. Director Webber wanted to have you in her team, so it was obvious that sooner or later you were going to meet the other agents. Especially this particular agent, whose blue eyes and smug grin made your heart jump a little in a way you didn't like, and you didn't know whether you wanted to punch him or kiss him. Both were really tempting. None of you seemed to be aware of the fact, that you couldn't even talk like normal people. Every one of your conversations just had to become the aggressive flirting that you were oblivious of. Not even constant 'get a room!'s managed to give you a hint of what you were exactly doing. Well, there just had to come the time when things started to get out of the hand.

You loved missions which required wearing a formal dress, heavy make-up and attending a fancy party. You liked blending in, pretending to be someone else and having way more fun than you were supposed to. Currently you were sitting by the bar, sipping slowly some probably expensive drink, which you almost spat out when a man sat nearby. The characteristic smell of his cologne gave you goosebumps, made your knees weak and sent a strike of heat into your lower abdomen. You knew that scent very well, it was sandalwood. One of your big turn-ons. No one said it was going to be an easy mission. You tried to breathe, but it wasn't helping at all, luckily, the man hadn't stayed nearby for long. He ordered his drink and went away right after getting it, only then you could let out a sigh of relief. It'd be better to keep that secret. The universe, on the other hand, had different plans.

A few minutes later Mac and Jack identified the target of your mission. They've been chasing it currently and you'd gladly help if you wore some comfortable shoes. Or at least you could run more carelessly, without having to mind your steps. You joined them only when they lost the track of the target. You walked into the almost empty room and you felt the same feeling you had at the bar. That familiar scent again.

“Don't waste your time, (y/n), we already checked there” said Dalton, trying to hide how disappointed he was.

“Who do we even chase?” you asked. That couldn't be a coincidence that you smelled this cologne here.

“This man” Mac showed you a photo of the man you've seen earlier at the bar. Bingo! That's why you smelled his cologne.

“Well, then he has to be here” you entered the room and looked around. The faint scent seemed to be stronger by one of the walls. You looked closely and saw a narrow chink in the wall, hidden under the decorative wallpaper. Clever, Mr. Bad Guy, but not clever enough. “There. Something is here.”

The two agents exchanged a surprised look and approached to see what did you find. None of them could understand how did you do that.

“Not bad for you” Mac teased and started to work his magic to open whatever was in this wall.

A few hours later the mission was completed and you were on your way home.

“Hey, (y/n)” Jack spoke suddenly. “How did you find that dude?”

“My secret” you answered, not even opening your eyes you closed a few moments ago.

“Tell me” he pleaded like a kid.

“Fine. I smelled his cologne. It contained sandalwood and it's my favorite scent” you admitted, too tired to resist.

“Isn't it an aphrodisiac?” Riley asked, rising an eyebrow.

“What's that?” asked Jack.

“Basically you smell it and you get horny” explained Bozer, not bothering to be subtle.

“Well, it doesn't work on me this way. I just think it smells nice” you lied, trying to avoid comments. You started to worry that Mac wasn't saying anything, you hoped he was asleep or lost in thoughts, but it wasn't really possible. You bet he was up to something and you were sure you would find out what soon.

A couple of days later Matty called in the team. You were first in the war room, sitting on the armchair and checking something on your phone. You barely noticed the others coming in, except for one person. You first smelled, then felt his presence, finally seeing him. On the armrest of your chair was sitting your favorite blonde boy and he smelled like never before. You could easily identify sandalwood in his new cologne and it smelled so good on him, that you couldn't focus on anything else, feeling your arousal rising.

“(Y/n), are you alright?” you heard Matty's voice. “You seem distracted” she said and you could only imagine how big shit-eating grin Mac had to suppress.

“Sorry. I got a slight concussion on the last mission” you lied easily. “It must've impacted on me a little.”

“So that's how we call Mac from now on? A concussion?” Bozer muttered to Riley and they both chuckled quietly.

“I heard that” you said, sending them your best death glare.

“Girl, I'm just saying you look weird since he entered the room, it's not my fault I'm this observant” typical Boz tried to save his butt as usual.

“Can we focus on the debriefing, please?” you snapped angrily. “Having fun, Macgyver, aren't you?” you growled quietly, making sure he's the only one who heard it.

“You have no idea” he replied, very amused indeed.

After a few days you managed to get used to his new scent, especially after one situation. You were in the field, under the fire, waiting for a bomb to explode and therefore Mac's trap to work. When it went off, you two acted by a pure instinct, he pulled you into his chest and you clung to him, burying your face in his shirt. You regretted it immediately, he smelled like your favorite cologne and sweat with a faint tone of metal and chemicals, which was a surprisingly good mix. Of course you remembered enough biology to know it was no magic or silly love, but a chemical reaction. His pheromones just happened to be very compatible with your nose and brain, which was of course problematic, but not weird or something. And it was easier to tell yourself that, instead of admitting you were in love. Anyway, when you got used to this new scent, it was easier to stay focused. Although you were about to find out, that things were about to get worse. Or maybe better? Depends on the point of view.

It was just a regular celebration of Mac's birthday. Gifts, cake, party in his home. The usual. One thing that was different, was Jack, who made you all participate in a karaoke session. He obviously didn't take 'no' for an answer. The good part of it was that he let everyone pick their song, so you could sorta punish him.

“Come on, (y/n), your turn!” Dalton commanded. You typed the title in the searching bar and everyone groaned?

“Really, dude? Despacito? The most popular and annoying song no one knows lyrics of?” Bozer was clearly unamused.

“I know the lyrics and I think it's beautiful” you protested.

“Do you know it to the point to not watch the screen?” asked Jack and you knew he was up to something.

“I do. But I'm not going to dance, if that's what you're thinking about” you said, crossing your arms on your chest.

“How did you-”

“I just knew” you shrugged. “But I think I might have a little problem, since I don't know the original version, just a cover I adore. And it'll be hard to get an instrumental version for this cover.”

“Then pick a different one, come on, we don't have all night for this” Riley rushed you.

“But I want this one. To make sure Jack will never come up with such a terrible idea again.”

“I can always play for you” offered Mac and you all but Bozer looked at him surprised. “What? I'm not a pro, but I'm also not bad. Besides I think I know which song you have in mind” he said getting up and he took the guitar that was always in his house and everyone simply ignored it. You found the right chords for him and after a few moments Mac was ready.

He started very similarly to the original version, even playing a bit Latino way, pulling the strings separately, not in a classic way.

Comin' over in my direction So thankful for that, it's such a blessin', yeah Turn every situation into heaven, yeah Oh, you are My sunrise on the darkest day Got me feelin' some kind of way Make me wanna savor every moment slowly, slowly

You started with a shyness and hesitation, your cheeks blushed while singing, especially in English. When the Spanish lyrics started, you felt more confident. No one could understand you anyway.

¡Oh! Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal (You, you’re the magnet and I’m the metal) Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan (I’m getting closer and coming up with a plan) Solo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (oh yeah) (Just thinking about it accelerates my pulse) Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal (I’m already enjoying it more than normal) Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más (All of my senses are asking for more) Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro (This has to be done without a hurry)

Despacito (Slowly) Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito (I want to breathe your neck slowly) Deja que te diga cosas al oído (Let me whisper things in your ear) Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo (That you’ll remember when you’re not with me) Despacito (Slowly) Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito (I want to undress you with kisses slowly) Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto (Sign the walls of your labyrinth) Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (And turn your body into a manuscript)

As the song continued, you couldn't tear your eyes off Mac. You knew you were singing for him, that your feelings were flowing through you. The second part of the song was different, however.

The club isn't the best place to find a lover So the bar is where I go Me and my friends at the table doing shots Drinking fast and then we talk slow (despacito) Over and start up a conversation with just me And trust me I'll give it a chance now Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like

Girl you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like me Come on now follow my lead I may be queasy, don't let me see

Oh boy Ya no hablemos más (Let's not talk anymore) Toma mi cuerpo y frótalo contra ti (Take my body and rub it against you) Ven y sígueme hasta el fin (Come and follow me to the end) Ven, ven y sígueme hasta el fin (Come, come and follow me to the end)

I'm in love with the shape of you We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling too I'm in love with your body Last night you were in my room And now my bed sheets smell like you Every day discovering something brand new I'm in love with your body

Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I I'm in love with your body Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I

Oh, despacito This is how we do it down in Puerto Rico I just wanna hear you screaming, "¡Ay, Bendito!" I can move forever cuando esté contigo (when you are with me) ¡Bailalo! (Dance!) Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito (Step by step, gentle gently) Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito (We’ll get closer, little by little) Cuando tú me besas con esa destreza (When you kiss me with that skill) Veo que eres malicia con delicadeza (I see that you are malice with delicacy)

This part was definitely about Mac, he was just the real life definition of "malicia con delicadeza". Well, you were ready to admit that maybe you would like to do all what the song was about and a lot of more. After this part, the end was just a formality, you didn't actually need it.

Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I Despacito Oh I, oh I, oh I, oh I Come on, be my baby, oh yeah

You finished the song and finally looked at the others. They were genuinely impressed by either you, Mac or both. Jack was speechless and you thought it was the best thing that could ever happen, at least you could appreciate a few moments of silence before they started to talk. Bozer spoke first, complimenting both of you, the others joined him quickly.

After a few hours of having a good time it was time to say goodnight. Matty left first, then Bozer with Leanna, Riley, and Jack was the last one. You were supposed to leave either, but you wanted to stay and help with the cleaning. No one could convince you to not do that, because you were this type of a friend who would always clean up, even if you were a guest. Besides you felt in the house comfortable enough to not care and just casually start to wash the dishes.

“Are you doing that to spend more time with me?” Mac asked, when he finished his part of the cleaning. You were almost done either.

“Of course not. I really don't like to leave a mess, even if I'm a guest. Besides, I know it's easier to clean up together than on your own” you answered honestly, giving him a smile. You hadn't drunk much, but enough to feel his presence more intensively than usually.

“I appreciate that a lot” he said and started to do something around the kitchen while you finished your job. It was almost like he wanted to spend more time with you.

“You know, I've been thinking... maybe we should go out from time to time? Like... just the two of us” he said after a while.

“Are you asking me for a date?” you looked at him slightly surprised. Was that possible he felt about you the same way you felt about him?

“I guess I am” he looked at you with his adorable puppy expression and you couldn't help but giggle.

“Then I guess I say yes” you answered and before you thought, you quietly added in Spanish: “Besides, you're so cute it's hard to say no.”

“I bet not as cute as you singing that song and thinking no one understands you” he replied also in Spanish and you were grateful you finished washing the dishes, because you would certainly drop whatever was in your hands if they weren't empty. Your face paled, then reddened furiously.

“I... No... It's...” you tried to say something, but words didn't want to form in your head. How could you be naive enough to think he doesn't know Spanish? This golden boy obviously could do everything.

“Hey” he put his hand on yours, but you took it away.

“Stop before I'll do something I'm going to regret” you whispered, looking into his blue eyes.

“Let me do something first.”

“Okay.”

As soon as he heard your permission, Mac leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. That was certainly not something you expected, but you didn't waste your chance and kissed him back. You wanted to both stay and run away, torn between listening to your mind and heart.

“I should be going” you whispered finally between kisses, but clearly not wanting to let him go.

“Stay” Mac pleaded and his fingers ghosted over the skin under the hem of your t-shirt.

“I want to, but I really shouldn't.”

“Baby, it's cold outside” he purred, kissing your neck. You smiled widely but your breath hitched.

“Alright. So where would I sleep?” you asked teasingly, unbuttoning his shirt slowly.

“In my bed?” he followed the game, sliding his hands under your clothes.

“But I have no pj's” you smirked, exposing his chest which you traced gently with your fingertips.

“You won't need them” he kissed you hungrily and lifted you up, then carried you to the bedroom. Not that you minded.

When you woke up in the morning, you didn't actually know whether you were supposed to be happy or scared. Or maybe both. Last night was either making your dreams come true, or a total disaster and the end of your friendship. Everything depended on what Mac thought about it. But the blond agent was still asleep, so you got up silently, took his shirt and left the bedroom. You didn't take any of your things, in case Macgyver woke up. You didn't want him to think you vanished and left him all alone. And you were right, by the time you came back with breakfast, he was awake.

“You scared me” he said and yawned.

“Why?” you asked, putting the tray on the nightstand and sitting comfortably in bed before you put in on your lap.

“I woke up and you weren't there. I thought you left, but then I saw your clothes.”

“It would be difficult to go anywhere outside without them” you chuckled, cutting a bit of the pile of pancakes with a fork and then offering it to Mac. “Besides, I didn't even want to go. I was just hungry. And I wanted to think what to do next” you explained, taking another bit yourself.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that we should talk about us. Without teasing and jokes, just seriously talk about our feelings and-”

“I love you.”

These three words silenced you for good. Jack told you once that you and Mac have too big brains for your own's sake and you tend to overanalyze simple stuff. While relationships, according to Dalton, were no quantum physics, these stuff were simple. Well, you could swear physics was more simple than dating. But apparently Mac listened to his friend and decided to think less, act more.

“I... totally didn't expect that” you admitted, still shocked.

“I thought it was obvious. All that flirting, teasing, your favorite cologne... Everyone knew. They told me last night” he said sheepishly.

“You know what they say, "love is blind"? I was so in love that I didn't see anything at all. I seriously want to laugh at my own stupidity” you giggled, trying your best to not spill the coffee. “I was sure that if you ever found out how I feel about you, it would ruin our friendship. I was too focused on hiding my own feelings that I didn't notice yours.”

“We would make a perfect couple” Mac chuckled and kissed you.

“We will make a perfect couple” you corrected him, breaking the kiss. “You don't really think I could give up now? I love you too, Macgyver, whether you like it or not.”

“Oh, I do” he smirked. “Let's eat and I'll show you how much I like it.”

“Sounds fair. Unless you tease me again.”

“I can start to. As soon as we finish” he took the fork you held and fed you with pancakes just like you did before. Once you finished, he unbuttoned his shirt you were wearing and kissed you.

Of course it was the perfect moment for Matty to call. You wanted to suggest he shouldn't answer, but you knew a little too well that she would kill you both.

“Hey, Matty, what's up” Mac answered the phone with a speaker, so you could hear the boss too. He used a very convincing sleepy voice.

“I'm sorry to wake you up, but there's an emergency. Get ready and better be in war room in an hour. Also, do you know anything about (Y/n)? Her phone is dead and she didn't reach her home last night.”

“I'm sure she's fine” he said as you literally held your breath.

“Mac, this is serious, if something happened to her, I will search the whole world until I find her.”

“I mean it, Matty. I assure you she's fine.”

“Do you happen to know something I don't?”

“Maybe...” he tried and you sighed. There was no point in trying to fool her.

“Just don't tell Jack, okay?” you spoke. “And Bozer or Riley.”

“I'll just say it's about time. In this case I guess I can give you two hours” Matty's voice sounded way more amused than you wanted her to be.

“It's fine, we were about to get up anyway” you said embarrassed.

“No, you weren't, don't try to fool me. I know you better than you think and Ican tell you counted on a lazy day in bed.”

“Okay, enough. See you in Phoenix” you said and Mac ended the call, agreeing with you.

“So, we have two hours. I suggest we should use them well” he smirked and for the first time you didn't have the dilemma whether you want to punch him or kiss him. You just leaned in and kissed him hard. These two hours were going to be the best used time in your life. You were sure of it.

A/N: Used song is obviously “Despacito x Shape of You” by my favorite Pentatonix

#macgyver #macgyver 2016 #macgyver cbs #mac x reader #macgyver x reader #my fic

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liw-the-melancholic-apple · 4 years ago

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The first one - Bonusscenes in traditional written word

This is a smau and a zukoXreader, although i haven't decided how this ends yet.

Y/n has recently transferred to Ba Sing Se from Omashu university and meets the gaang through a schoolproject they do with sokka and suki.

Masterlist

Bonus 3: Partytime

It was a short walk from the metrostation to the park in which the party was held. Suki and Sokka had explained to you that their friend Haru had helped organise it. Apparently, it was a thing the Psychology department threw every year – that was to say the students of the Psych faculty. Haru was one of them and deeply involved in Campus life.

Sokka had said that you were going to be gobsmacked and mind boggled by the professionality with which the party would be set up and you had laughed. Shame on you for not believing him. He had been right.

The park was obviously of the public variety and so you expected a couple speakers, and crates of beer strewn about. What you didn’t expect were fairylights in every last tree and bush, a DJ set-up of the highest quality and amazing sound from all the speakers one could imagine, or three tents with bars in them, where drinks were reasonably priced. You hadn’t been expecting the benches, couches and tables made from pallets used in warehouses or the abundance of cushions and pillows. You hadn’t expected the camping chairs and the make-shift firepit. It was insane and you stood in awe as you failed to follow Suki.

“You coming?”, Aang laughed before he grabbed you by the hand. You first made your way to one of the bars, then, equipped with alcoholic goodness, Suki introduced you to Haru, who turned out to be an ex-roommate of Zuko’s. He also played guitar in what he called an inappropriately ambitious garage band, which intrigued you. But before you really got to interview him on any of that, he was disappeared by a friend of his.

Suki found a couple of her Kyoshi sorority sisters and introduced you to them and their partners. It turned out that your initial idea of fraternities and sororities was wrong: They were not all terrible and not all ‘brothers’ and ‘sisters’ were stuck up snobs. Suki was the best example of that. She was amazing and clever and smart. And very kind and not at all elitist. After all she was the one who invited you to this shindig. Her ‘sisters’ and their boyfriends and girlfriends, some of which were also in fraternities and sororities, were as kind and open as Suki was and you spent a good portion of your night learning names, trying to remember the history of the different organisations and their respective significance to BSSU, being taught simple fight stances and moves from the Kyoshi’s and laughing.

You laughed a lot. Only halfway through the night, hours later, after Sokka had joined you again, when you had lost all sense of being a stranger, you realised how desperate you’d been for this kind of interaction. This kind of laughing, dancing, making fun of people and talking bullshit. How much you had needed to be part of a group. How lonely you had actually been.

But at this moment, while you were trying to not spit out your beer as you listened to a story about Suki, expertly told by Mamoto, who was either someone’s boyfriend or someone’s brother – who knew? There were so many people and so many connections and a good deal of friends dating a friend’s ex – you didn’t think about what you’d needed for two months. You thought about … nothing? Everything? Really, you just let your thoughts drift, like you drifted yourself. From conversation to conversation, from person to person, from group to group, from subject to subject.

As nervous as you’d been standing in front of the dragon, as relaxed you were now. You didn’t really care about the music or the drink you had in your hand – you were not overdoing it, though, you were still new and needed to make a good expression – you cared about the company. And the company was excellent.

Bian, one of the Kyoshi-sisters, and her girlfriend Tuyet had claimed you after they found out about Gray Sky.

“A band? Like a proper band?”

“I mean that depends on your definition of ‘proper’ but, yeah? There were several people, playing several different instruments in order to create a coherent song.”

“Which means a proper band!”, Tuyet assured you.

“Have you ever played at a place? Or like an actual concert?”, Bian wanted to know.

“We used to play Friday nights at a bar.”

“Proper band!”, they both smiled at you.

“You should meet TaMing. She was a Kyoshi-sister before she dropped out of college. She plays in the same band as Haru.”

“Oh, I’ve met him. Seems nice.”

“Right, right. He is. Usually he brings his guitar to these things. At some point he will sit at the bonfire over there “, Bian explained, “and play some typical bonfire music. He’s good. You should go over there.”

“Not right now, though. I would first like to know what you think of Sokka!” Bian’s face was hard to read. You couldn’t tell if she liked or hated him but in a sense you also didn’t care. Your answer came instantly: “He’s great!” He was. A funny kind person with some brains. Admittedly, he didn’t look like a genius or ever put a lot of emphasis on how much excelled academically, but that didn’t take his intellect away. His jokes and nonchalant-ness were inviting and genuine and deceptively ‘hid’ his smarts. Sokka wasn’t intimidating when you first met him, but that didn’t mean that you shouldn’t be scared of him.

You were quite certain that you wouldn’t want to cross Sokka. You’d be dead. You’d be killed until dead. But it would look like an accident…

“Don’t you think he is a bit too goofy?”

“No, I don’t. I mean he sure is goofy, but I find that to be delightful.”

“Give it a couple more weeks.”

“You don’t like Sokka?”

“No, I like him! I just also find him annoying, I could do without all the dumb jokes. But he’s good to Suki and really, that’s the only thing that matters…If he makes her happy who am I to complain about some goofy puns, you know?” You liked Bian.

So, a little later you followed her to the camping chairs by the bonfire. This is where you met back up with Toph, who you now realised you hadn’t seen in a hot minute. Just like a bunch of the others. In the beginning of your little Kyoshi-session you had all but held hands with Suki and Katara, but Suki soon left you in order to wash someone’s head about their head – Wan is that you? In Ba Sing Se? – so you held on to Katara who vanished quickly after Suki with what looked like Aang.

Now you were reunited with Toph you brought out the bottle of Banana liqueur you got earlier that day. Toph tried some and declared you crazy. It was an acquired taste. While you were drinking your respective drinks Toph explained the general basics of the group to you:

“Well, you obviously know that Sokka and Suki are dating. That’s a nice spot to start. Suki is new, Sokka is old, meaning that I knew Sokka before I knew Suki. Suki just is Sokka’s girlfriend to me, you know. He went off to college and weeks later we were hearing about this badass girl he tried to get to like him. It was very entertaining.” You chuckled at the idea of Sokka trying to impress Suki before they were dating.

“Anyways, I heard about Suki because I was friends with Sokka in High School. Sort of. I was friends with Aang, who was friends with everyone in High School, because, well you’ve met him. He’s Aang. He’s friends with people. But he was pretty close to Katara and Sokka, after they met. And us four kinda became our own little core group.

So, Sokka, Katara, Aang and I are all old, while Suki, Zuko, Haru and you would be new.”

“Well”, you interrupted her, “I wouldn’t dream to compare my standing with you core group to Suki’s position. I just met you. She’s been dating Sokka for how long?”

“2 years 10 months.” That was quick. She just knew that. Off the top of her head. You made a mental note.

“And Zuko has probably been a part of your group for a while as well, right?”

“More or less since after he graduated. His time at uni did him well, I’d say. We ran into him around new year’s of his freshman-year here”, she whirled her arms around, hitting Tuyet in the face.

“Sorry, I thought you were further away. Anyways, he started being nice and I think we ended up together on New Year’s. And after that he bonded with Sokka in his first year here. So, you know, Suki – Zuko – Suki -Zuko – about the same time they joined.

And back then Zuko lived with Haru, so that’s how we met him.”

You kept drinking and chatting until Sokka burst onto the scene looking for Suki. When he couldn’t immediately find her, he asked you for the bottle of rum you still had.

“Listen, it’s late and I’m not waiting for my illusive girlfriend to bring me a drink, to start catching up!”, Sokka yelled after you commented on how much of the bottle he had emptied in just his first gulp. “I asked Suki to get my drink ready and await me, but she ignored that… No, Toph. No.”

He held the bottle out of her reach and twisted his shoulder weirdly, so that she’d never guess where exactly the rum was. He kept cradling the bottle while Haru and some friends found their way to the bonfire and – like Bian had promised – broke out the guitars. They were good. Really good. You hummed along to some of the songs and joined the choir of Toph, Sokka, Suki, Zuko and a bunch of strangers in the choruses of most others.

Suki took the bottle off Sokka, nearly as soon as she arrived, but when the 90’s boyband hits sounded through the park, Zuko gave it back to him.

“Poor Suki, will not agree with that”, you grinned as he caught you watching him.

“Maybe, but you will. Believe me”, Zuko said with a smirk and a wink.

He was right. With another two gulps of rum, Sokka was ready to not only sing solos but also presenting his version of well-known boyband-choreographies.

“You still judging me?” Zuko leaned over and gestured for the bottle of Banana liquor.

“Yes, sorta. I’m still feeling for Suki. She will not have a good time tonight.”

“You really underestimate Sokka, you know. He’ll be just fine. And so will she. Maybe a little exhausted because he’s going to be full of energy all night.”

“What about the hangover tomorrow?”

“They don’t live together.”

“Sounds like a technicality…”

“Meh”

With a look Zuko asked permission to try the Banana liquor and, with a look, you gave it to him. His face twisted in various amusing ways before nodding.

“Not what I expected. Gotta say it. But I think I may like it.”

“Take like, two more sips. You should be a fan after.”

He followed your instructions and grinned at you. “It is unique, I give you that.”

“You can always give me the bottle back.”

He kept it. What happened to it, you didn’t know but it never found it’s way back to you. Zuko either emptied it or he passed it on to someone. Not that you cared. Suki had reluctantly joined Sokka in his choreography and, surprisingly, so had Bian and Tuyet and some other Kyoshi sisters. Tuyet was pulling you from your seat to join. Toph pushed you off the chair and when all said and done you had been dancing stupid choreos of Sokka’s for about 80 minutes and missed Zuko leaving. Thus was created the mystery of the Banana liquor.

The night ended late. It was early morning and the birds were chirping when you carried the last of the boards that had made up the bars to the van. It would be locked and collected tomorrow by some Psychology student. Haru offered his parents’ house as refuge for the night as a reward for helping to tidy up. You all had gladly agreed. Sokka was still singing 90’s anthems to entertain you all and you weren’t the only ones tidying up. It was rather fun, really.

When you arrived at the house you didn’t really take in the details. You were shown a room and fell into the bed, fast asleep before your head hit the pillow.

#atla fanfic #atla zuko #smau #avatar: tla #zuko x y/n #zuko x reader

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gamerwoo · 5 years ago

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A Guide to Seventeen

This lil guide is mostly for @sugarboyuto, but honestly this is for anybody who wants to get into Seventeen. They’re definitely not slept on, but there are a lot of people who are wary of a lot of members, so hopefully this makes it a lil easier.

Despite being called Seventeen, there are 13 members. They did a show while creating the group called Seventeen TV, which you can probably find on YouTube or somewhere on the internet. There were 17 members before, but some left or got cut (I’m not positive because I didn’t watch it oop). But they’re called Seventeen because there are 13 members, 3 main units (hip hop, performance, and vocal), and they make 1 group. 13+3+1=17.

Music Videos (in order):

Shining Diamond (pre-debut and technically doesn’t count but it’s a bop no matter how cringey anybody says it is)

Adore U (actual debut song)

Mansae

Pretty U

Very Nice

Boom Boom

Don’t Wanna Cry

Clap

Thanks

Call Call Call (Japanese)

Oh My!

Getting Closer

Home

Happy Ending (Japanese)

Hit

Fear

Unit Music Videos (in order):

Check In (hip hop unit)

Highlight (performance unit)

Change Up (svt leaders)

Trauma (hip hop unit)

Lilili Yabbay (performance unit)

Pinwheel (vocal unit)

Other Music Videos (not in order and I’m probably missing some):

My I (Jun and Minghao Korean ver)

My I (Jun and Minghao Chinese ver)

Home (Chinese ver)

Oh My (Chinese ver)

Just Do It (BooSeokSoon)

Chocolate (vocal unit but for some reason it doesn’t count as a unit mv??)

Q and A (Seungcheol, Jihoon, Hansol, and Ailee)

Videos To Watch To Learn Members:

Ask In A Box Part 1

Ask In A Box Part 2

Seventeen Play Who’s Who (but minus Seungkwan because he was sick)

an unhelpful guide to seventeen (this is probably what i watched bc it was made around the time i got into them tbh)

Seventeen Member Profiles

a shitty guide to seventeen

Misc Videos That Might Help But I Just Like Them:

Mingyu and Seokmin on Weekly Idol for year of the dog

Seventeen on Idol Room

Going Seventeen TTT (bc who doesn’t like to see guys driving)

Going Seventeen Playground

Woozi playing the drums

This performance of Clap bc Mingyu plays the guitar

Jun playing piano and Soonyoung’s solo

Seventeen on Knowing Bros

Minghao using nunchucks ft Jun sorta using nunchucks

Don’t Wanna Cry part switch

Mansae part switch

Pretty U part switch

basically any part switch

Below the cut is also a short guide to Seventeen in age order!! (and yes I had to look up their birthdays I only know what year they’re born lmao)

S.Coups

Real name: Choi Seungcheol

95 line (and he the oldest)

Overall leader but also the leader of hip hop unit

1/3 hyung line

he yell

he also point

loves to mess with his members as much as they love to mess w him

but he loves them and carats so much

said he only wants carats to look at him

he’s everybody’s husband basically

big soft boi

Jeonghan

Real name: Yoon Jeonghan

95 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 hyung line

1/2 of sloth line lmao

he loves winning and will do it at all costs

often caught cheating but nobody ever calls him out

he used to have long hair (i think thats how most people know him tbh)

i confused him and josh a lot when i first got into them lmao

he babies chan but its fine bc everybody does

idk if he still does it but he used to always be like “dino who’s baby are you” and it was like a thing idk

Joshua

Real name: Joshua Hong (Korean name is Hong Jisoo)

95 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 hyung line

1/2 English line

born and raised in California but he’s 100% Korean

when they first debuted and honestly for a few years, everybody pushed the gentleman persona on him

and I’m not saying he’s not a gentleman but he’s definitely not just a gentleman u feel me

lowkey a crackhead even if he tries to hide it sometimes

he’s religious so people always push this “good church boy” trope on him but sometimes they take it too far tbh

let him live

Jun

Real name: Wen Junhui (Korean name is Moon Junhwi)

96 line

1/4 performance unit

1/2 of China line

he rarely gets lines its sad bc his vocals are beautiful and his range is great

he was on a Chinese TV program with Minghao called The Collaboration (I think???) and he was so cute

“English is so dangerous” yes babie u are correct

he’s friends with Yanan from Pentagon and they were partners on the show and they were adorable

loves animals a lot its adorable

give the poor babie more lines

Hoshi

Real Name: Kwon Soonyoung

96 line

performance unit leader

1/3 of booseoksoon

used to be a hamster and now he’s a self-proclaimed tiger and seventeen clowns him for it

very proud of his 10:10 eyes (they look like they’re slanted up to be 10:10 on a clock)

honestly has the cutest laugh ever

hyper and loud af

has choreographed some of their dances and i think he still assists with them????

just a very happy boi

Wonwoo

Real name: Jeon Wonwoo

96 line

1/4 hip hop unit

1/2 of sloth line

certified gamer boi lmao (so are cheol and jihoon)

he literally had to show soonyoung how to play video games on his computer lmao

this dude is so dedicated to gaming that he sleeps in the living room instead of in his shared room with seungcheol so they can both have room for their setups

deep voice

looks very scary but he soft

loves cats and is afraid of dogs

when he smiles or laughs he does a nose scrunch just look up wonwoo nose scrunch trust me

shy boi

but he also a breadstick (he’s very very thin he is definitely not apart of thicc line)

Woozi

Real name: Lee Jihoon

96 line

leader of vocal unit

the shortest member but people act like he’s like 3 feet tall

he’s 5′5 he’s not that short ok

everybody says he looks like yoongi from bts

he produces most if not all of seventeen’s songs so he feels a lot of pressure to have seventeen be successful

he may be cute and tiny but he’ll fuck u up

he picked up wonwoo over his shoulder before it was hilarious lmao

he’s still soft tho

also just wants to stay inside all the time even when they’re traveling

boy can d a n c e

plays a lot of instruments too

clarinet, drums, piano, probably more stuff tbh

DK/Dokyeom

Real name: Lee Seokmin

97 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 of booseoksoon

the actual sun tbh

he’s so happy all the time and he’s so kind to everybody how can you not love him

hits those high notes real well

he was in a musical for king arthur and he played arthur so he’s now a certified actor

lowkey rap extraordinaire lmao

always making jokes and trying to make everybody happy

basically the mood maker

Mingyu

Real name: Kim Mingyu

97 line

1/4 hip hop unit

he’s totally a himbo

he’s so beautiful and he’s getting pretty ripped but god he’s so dumb

he’s “the cook” of seventeen even though like,,,,,,other members also cook

he’s clumsy as hell too lmao he almost dropped an award after they just won it

also has a deep voice

him and wonwoo are a really popular ship they’re called meanie but it’s a long story

he’s also the tallest member he’s like 6′1 i think

The8

Real name: Xu Minghao (Korean name is Seo Myungho)

97 line

1/4 performance unit

1/2 China line

he’s literally good at everything

he can sing, dance, rap, bboy, use nunchucks, do some cool shit w his hands/fingers, idk dude is amazing

he also tells fans to put themselves first and not seventeen and basically breaks the delusion that fans own them or will be with them

basically the opposite of seungcheol lmao

since his stage name is the8, he goes 8th in the lineup, so he would be in seokmin’s place

people paid him dirt from debut to like 2017 or 2018 but then he found himself and had a glowup and now everybody thirsts after him but he deserves better because he’s always been amazing

also pledis give him more lines

Seungkwan

Real name: Boo Seungkwan

98 line

1/5 vocal unit

1/3 booseoksoon

1/3 maknae line

he’s very good with variety shows so he’s always making jokes and being loud

also hits insane high notes

he’s just super loud and goofy but in a different way from seokmin somehow????

definitely apart of thicc line but like,,,,,,not important

Vernon

Real name: Hansol Vernon Chwe (Korean name is Choi Hansol)

98 line

1/3 hip hop unit

1/2 English line

he was born in America but he moved to Korea when he was,,,,5 i think????

he’s half korean and half white and people used to give him a lot of shit for it and some people probably still do which sucks

stop calling hansol ‘some white boy’ for the love of god

he’s kind of a meme as in he’s just really goofy but it’s so endearing

but sometimes he’s just quiet and doesn’t do much like it’s 50/50

he’s just a very sweet and thoughtful boi

oh him and seungkwan are also a popular ship bc one time hansol was asked his favorite part of seungkwan and he literally turned that boi around and slapped his cake and was like “the butt” so there’s that

Dino

Real name: Lee Chan

99 line

1/4 performance unit

1/3 maknae line

not that it matters but chan is the thiccest person in seventeen i saw them at kcon ny and oh my god you cant even photograph how thicc

moving on

he doesn’t get enough love tbh like there are always stories of fans ignoring him or not sending him any flower wreath things and it’s so infuriating and sad so pls love chan !!!!

does videos called dino’s danceology where he creates choreo to songs and just dances

he’s so fuckin talented holy shit he dances so well and he can sing and he can rap (see his rap in boom boom that’s the best part)

he gets babied so everybody sees him as one but he definitely isn’t like sometimes he acts like he should be the oldest lmao

but he definitely has his babie moments but they all do

Okay, I think that’s everything! I hope this helped and please show Seventeen lots of love!!

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em-exceeds-change-zearu · 4 years ago

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ship ask games? I send thee back in time with Geo/Pat, Geo/Solo, and Geo/Jack

wow how fucking dare you bully me like this

Ship It? all of them you fucking asshole and you know it they are all that Specific Rival Character Meant To Serve as Foils To Geo At Specific Times Of His Character Development And In This Essay I Will

What made you ship it? > for geo/pat it was just so adorable seeing geo try to reach out for the first time in his life completely unprompted thanks to his previous adventures helping him learn how to Friend (with sonia he had to get over that initial reluctance to bond/trauma, with luna he not only had to get over that but also Their Previous History Which Honestly Wasn’t That Pleasant But I Digress), buuuuut also i had sat through two yugioh spinoffs by that point i knew the cutie friendly seemingly perfect love interest that turns up in the third act would have fucked over our protag somehow in some way that reflects the weakest part of said protag’s character and break my heart and Oh, Look, It Happened, and It Hurt Me Deeply In A Way I Haven’t Recovered From, Please Come Back Pat We Miss You And Also Rey > for geo/solo it honestly came on a replay (because i got introduced to the games in reverse order and then played them again in proper order later) and i aint gonna lie, my shipping them relies solely on me ignoring canon being a dumbbutt about how they handled solo’s complexes and how he reflects geo’s inability to move on from a tragedy and mentally headcanoning many things that happen behind the scenes later so that their relationship has more substance than “freindship is BAD!1 1!!!!” “no U” “[beats the shit out of each other]” (that being said the majority of their relationship as i imagine it still is contingent on them beating the shit out of each other. sometimes you just need to sock a dude in the face. repeatedly) > for geo/jack IT IS ACTUALLY PROBABLY YOURS AND HANUN’S FAULT but also i feel like the way geo approaches jack shows how much he’s grown over time? as opposed to pat where he breaks down immediately once things go sour and it takes time for him to come back from that, and with solo where they almost never see eye to eye and geo can’t really reach out to him in the same way so they punch each other in the face repeatedly, geo’s able to take jack’s betrayal/reveal in...well, i wouldn’t say in stride, but he sure is able to hold himself together, prioritize saving his friends but still also leave room in his heart to actually reach out for jack too? (as much as solo bitches at him about it, shut up solo you’re not much better). so yeah.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

they are all that Specific Rival Character Meant To Serve as Foils To Geo At Specific Times Of His Character Development And In This Essay I Will

no but actually that is genuinely what i like about this trifecta of ships, how they reflect geo’s vulnerabilities, his weaknesses, the trials he’s had to go to become a person who can stand tall as his own person and out of the shadow his father’s disappearance put him under and i could go on and on and on but like, I’ve kinda sorta already mentioned those things up in question 1.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

actually i don’t know??? is there. maybe the unpopular opinion is that they’re viable as ships because i see everyone drawing them with the girls instead (which is valid, geo is shippable with most everybody, but Anyways). WHO KNOWS. I’VE BEEN OUT OF THE TOUCH WIHT MMSF FANDOM 5EVER AND I FEEL BAD ABOUT IT NOW, LET ME GO CRY IN A CORNER

#megaman star force #ryuusei no rockman #mega man star force #megaman starforce #shooting star rockman #wow my tumblr memory has forgotten this glut of tags i really haven't done this in a while huh #ask shenanigans #thispleasestormod

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merzbow · 5 years ago

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1, 3, 5, 10, 11, 21, 22, 23, 25, 28!! sorry if these are a lot sgsdsdfgj hope ur 2020 is kinder to u my friend💖💖

back at’cha!!! I LOVE U SM, THANK U 🥺💖!!!

1. have you been to any gigs in 2019? how many?

i went to two! one was my first (Slayer) and the other was my second (Americ AnFootball).

3. favourite album of the year?

i actually have a bunch of favourite albums from 2019, so it’s hard to choose just one! but i do have two albums of the year (AOTYs) and those two albums are All My Heroes Are Cornballs by JPEGMAFIA and Compassion by Royal Coda.

5. favourite 5 songs of the year?

my favourite 5 (technically 9) songs released in 2019, in absolutely no order:

Jesus Forgive Me, I Am A Thot or Thot Tactics or Grimy Waifu - JPEGMAFIA (any of these three really, it’s hard to pick one favourite song from AMHAC.)

Don’t Stay Long (featuring Donovan Melero of Hail the Sun) or Numbing Agent - Royal Coda (either way.)

Uncomfortably Numb (featuring Hayley Williams) - Americ AnFootball

Cash Shit (featuring DaBaby) - Megan Thee Stallion

Easy Peasy or Still Won’t Listen - Kurt Travis

10. an artist/band you’ve rediscovered this year?

Death Grips maybe kinda sorta, i’ve been a big fan of/listening to Death Grips since Exmilitary came out and have always loved them, just been listening to them a lot more (like when i was younger) in 2019 again.

11. a song that made you happy?

just about all those songs i mentioned earlier… and also EARFQUAKE by Tyler, the Creator (featuring Playboi Carti), which i know sounds really basic but i want to also say that i didn’t like IGOR/the album it’s from at all, but i do love Carti and his verse on that song makes me happy, and it’s just a fun, enjoyable song.

21. a song you think was underappreciated?

i definitely think Thot Tactics is underappreciated especially from the album it’s on. Numbing Agent is also severely underrated/underappreciated considering it’s like one of the best modern progressive post-hardcore songs released of the decade (and has killer riffs and an incredible solo) but the PHC community more or less just ignores it…

22. a song/album/artists you hated but everyone else loved?

GLKMGKLMHKLMH i hate being negative about this stuff but i seriously dislike Br*ckh*mpton and that 2019 album release of theirs. meanwhile everybody seems to absolutely love them.

23. a song/album/artist you loved but everyone else hated?

a lot of ppl dislike JPEGMAFIA and really disliked All My Heroes Are Cornballs (lots of white people/”critics” on rateyourmusic can attest) meanwhile i could wax poetic about how much i love Peggy and AMHAC. Peggy and the kind of experimental rap music he makes is definitely not for everyone and i get that… but i wish white “critics”/basement dwellers understood that/his music isn’t for them anyway.

25. rec me 10 songs of 2019.

definitely the 9 songs i mentioned earlier! plus one? though i dislike P*st M*lone a lot his song Take What You Want (featuring Ozzy and Travis Scott) is like… a certified banger, and the guitar solo in that song goes absolutely crazy (reminds me of a Kirk solo and that’s probably why i like it so much).

28. favourite album artwork?

(again, strictly 2019) it has to be the album artwork for Compassion by Royal Coda, illustrated/drawn by Lewes Herriot (hands down).

#u help made my 2019 better i hope u know that 🥺💖#also boy... that's a weird list of fave songs from 2019.#rest of the ask is under the read more!#humanafterall #answered #again... i haven't slept yet so i hope this is coherent klmkflm maybe i should start answering stuff when i actually got some rest.

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golbrocklovely · 5 years ago

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only the lonely survive // colby brock - chapter eight: damn, you look good and i’m drunk

A/N: sorry about the lack of updates. i wanted a break from writing so i took one, but i'm back. there's new character in this chapter and lets just say he may not be real, but he's definitely based on actual influencers/ppl i know lol. as always, tell me what you think :)

description of the story

taglist: @ajosieface , @localsleeper , @julyrubyrose

trigger warning: cursing, partying, drinking, talks of fighting, bullying/light verbal abuse, cliffhanger

word count: 1823

"Oh my God, there is so many people here!" Casey yelled, trying to be heard over the music

The party was pack with people, mostly youtubers, jumping around, dancing, and drinking. We had only just got through the door, only to realize we had no idea where Brennen, Colby, or anyone we know was at.

"Let's go make our drinks first." I yelled back, pulling Casey towards the kitchen.

We reached the kitchen, grabbing some red solo cups. Casey grabbed the vodka bottle out of my hand, pouring some into her cup and then taking a quick swig from the bottle.

"Stop! I don't want your germs in my drink!" I smirked, shoving her lightly.

She flipped me off, grabbing a bottle of soda from the counter and pouring it into her cup. I took the vodka bottle, repeating her actions.

"Hurry up and make your drink so we can dance." She stated, grabbing my hand the second my drink was made. We walked towards the living room, the place where everyone was dancing.

We slowly start dancing, swaying our hips back and forth, taking sips from our drinks every so often. The music was thumping loudly, making everything vibrate. I closed my eyes, reaching my hands up, getting lost in the music.

Casey grabbed one of my wrists, pulling me close. "Oh my God, don't look now, but Travis Marcus is sitting on the couch behind you."

I cocked my head to the side, "Who the hell is Travis Marcus?"

I turned my head, looking towards the couch. On it sat Travis, brown quaffed hair and dark eyes. Dressed in all black, he was whispering to one of his friends on the couch, looking over at me and Casey.

"He has almost a million followers. He mostly does challenges, vlogs, and other stuff on his channel, but every so often he comes out with a cover of a song that blows up." She stated matter-of-factly.

"Is he any good... singing wise?" I questioned.

"Ehh, could be better. There was one cover that was fucking amazing though." She beamed.

I smirked, turning back towards her, "Are you a fan?"

She rolled her eyes. "No, but I do watch him from time to time. I mostly watch him because he's hot."

I snorted, turning back towards the couch. Travis stood up and started heading over to us. I quickly looked at Casey, "He must know we're talking about him because he's coming over right now."

Casey's eyes widen, looking up above my head. I turned to see Travis standing right in front of me. He's taller than I imagined.

He's like the same size as Colby. Skinnier though.

"Hey, I saw you dancing over here and I wanted to introduce myself." He smiled, looking me directly in the eyes, "You probably know who I am. I'm Travis Marcus."

I smiled, holding back my eye roll. "No, I don't know who you are. But, it's nice to meet you Travis."

Casey whispered to me, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be back when he's done eye-fucking you."

I glared at her quickly as she scurried away. I laughed looking back at Travis, "Sorry my friend left so quickly."

He smirked lightly, "It's no problem. I wanted to talk to you anyway."

I stared up at him. "Oh? Why's that?"

"Because you're different from all the other girls at this party." He stepped closer, whispering into my ear. He placed a hand on my hip.

"How am I different?" I asked.

I could see his friend come up to us, a vlog camera in his hand. It was pointed at us. I tried not to look at it.

Travis glanced to the camera, nodded at it, and turned back to me "Well, I'm just surprised by you."

I started. "I don't underst-"

"I'm surprised they allow fat people in LA. I thought this was a no fat girl zone. I guess I was wrong." He laughed, turning towards his friend and giving him a handshake. His friend was smiling too.

What. The. Fuck.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I glared up at him.

"What's the matter? It's just a fact. Maybe lose some weight and people won't judge you." He shrugged, smirking.

I shook my head, dumbfounded. "Unbelievable... Go fuck yourself."

I turned my back to him and walked away, heading towards the kitchen. It was the only spot in the house a lot of people weren't at. I sighed, annoyed. I grabbed mine and Casey's bottle of vodka, pouring more into my drink.

This is gonna be a long fucking night.

"Baby!" I heard yelled my way. I turned around to see Brennen and Colby walking up to me. Brennen had his arms opened to me. He came up and pulled me in, giving me a big hug.

"Hi Brennen." I mumbled against his shoulder.

"I was wondering if you were here! We saw Casey a couple minutes ago. We've been here a while!" Brennen yelled again.

I turned to Colby, giving him a hug as well. He smiled down at me. "Yeah. I haven't seen you in a bit."

"A good couple hours." I replied, slightly smirking.

He glanced away, his face somewhat flushed. Brennen lightly grabbed my wrist. "Um babe, pay attention to meeeee."

"How drunk are you?" I laughed.

He and Colby look at each other and drunkenly giggled. "We may have had one too many. But who cares it's the weekend!"

"It's Tuesday." I stated, shaking my head.

"Extended weekend?" Colby shrugged, causing me to roll my eyes and smile.

"Anyway, why don't you dance with me? Maybe I can show you some sexy moves." Brennen said, thrusting his hips slightly forward.

"No, I'm good. I don't want to dance tonight." I sighed.

"Why? What's wrong?" Colby asked, leaning closer.

I took a long sip from my drink. "Nothing. I don't want to talk about it."

"Did something happen?" Brennen replied.

I guess I should tell them.

"Do you know who... Travis Marcus is?" I winced a little.

They both looked at each other. "Yeah, I kinda know him. He's been to a couple parties at my house. Why?" Colby stated.

"It sounds so stupid..." I trailed off.

"Just tell us what's wrong, Skye." Brennen said.

"He... made fun of me?" I was still surprised at what he said.

"What?" They asked in unison.

"So, I was dancing with Casey and we see him looking over at us. And I had no idea who he was, but Casey knew. He comes over, Casey leaves, and he starts talking to me. He says I'm like no one else at this party and I ask him what he means. Then he says 'I'm surprised they let fat people in LA'. His friend sorta filmed all of it too." I grumbled, finally looking up at them.

Their eyes darkened at my words. Brennen and Colby glanced at one another, nodded, and turned to leave. I grabbed their wrists suddenly. "Woah, where are you guys going?"

"We're gonna go talk to him." Colby stated deadpanned.

"I just want give him a piece of my mind." Brennen smirked evilly.

I jumped in front of them. "No no no. Guys, you are not gonna fight him just because he made fun of me."

"Who said anything about fighting?" Colby asked, looking me in the eyes.

"I don't know, maybe it's the fact that you guys look like you want to hit something." I quipped.

Brennen turned his head to Colby. "Travis is definitely a something."

I sighed. "Don't fight him, please. Just ignore him. He's not worth it."

They both relax a bit. Brennen leaned against the counter. "If he ever says shit like that to you again, I will have to hurt him."

I exhaled. "Okay."

I gazed over at Colby. He was glaring at the ceiling, taking a long swig from his drink.

"Are you alright?" I whispered to him, stepping closer.

"I'm good." He grunted.

I don't believe that for a second.

Before I could respond, Casey comes up to us. "Hey, I was wondering where you went off to. What happened with Travis?"

"It's a long story. Is it okay if we leave soon?" I asked.

"Uh... sure? I wasn't really in the mood to stay much longer anyway. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I'll tell you about it in the Uber."

I turned to Brennen and gave him a quick hug, mumbling a 'see you later' to him. I stepped over to Colby and gave him a hug. When I pulled away, I looked up at him, his eyes already on mine. "I'll text you later, okay?"

"Okay." He smiled a tight-lipped smile, pulling away from me quickly.

I waved at both of them, grabbing Casey's hand and moving to the exit.

/ / / /

"Oh my God, what a fucking jerk!" Casey exclaimed, pulling the blanket over her legs.

I scoffed. "I know. I just can't believe I got made fun of. I feel like I'm back in fucking middle school."

We had been home for an hour, relaxing on the couch in pjs. We had ordered takeout and ice cream. Casey turned on Beetlejuice, my favorite movie, to try and cheer me up.

"The fact that his friend filmed it really pisses me off. Like if he post it anywhere, all it's gonna show is that Travis is a dick. Did they think it was a joke of something?" Casey rolled her eyes, taking a bite of food.

I shrugged, grabbing some fries. "It's all so... stupid. And then to top it off, Brennen and Colby were about to fight him."

"Wait what?!" Casey gasped, sitting up quickly.

I nodded, twisting my face up a bit. "Yeah, they were ready to fight him and I had to stop them from doing it."

"What's the face for? Did something else happen?" She asked.

I sighed. "Kinda, I guess. After I told them what had happened, Colby got kinda closed off. I don't know why though... maybe I'm just reading into it."

"It's because you like him, that's why." She smirked.

"What? No he doesn't..." I trailed off, looking back at the TV.

"Think about it: the girl he's into gets made fun of by some douche. He wanted to fight Travis because he hurt you, and Colby doesn't like seeing you hurt." She continued, "He soooo likes you." She laughed.

"Ha ha, shut up." I mocked, grabbing my phone. I started to scroll through Instagram, only to be interrupted by a call from Brennen.

I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey, can you tell me where you live?" Brennen asked.

I cocked my head to the side. "Um why?"

"Well, a bunch of us kinda need to come over." He mumbled.

"Who?"

"Me, Colby, Sam, and Kat."

"Did something happen?" I questioned.

"We got into a fight with Travis." He stated.

<< CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 9 >>

#sam and colby #colby brock #sam golbach #brennen taylor #katrina stuart #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fanfiction #colby brock story #colby brock x oc #colby brock angst #colby brock fic #only the lonely survive

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bolddeducktionneverfails · 5 years ago

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Launchpad’s Association With Della Duck: Okay, Now What?

Part 1 | Part 2 || Part 3 | Part 4| Part 5 || Part 6 | Part 7 |

Continued from Part 8

Despite everything I’ve collected in the past three posts, there’s a part of me that’s still a little skeptical of what we can expect.

There are nine episodes left of Season 2. Three groups of three is so much yet feels like so little. We’ve got Scrooge's bet with Glomgold, Louie's business with Goldie helping out, possibly another DWD episode, possibly something else staring Team Magic, Magica’s return, Della adjusting to motherhood, Webby supposedly joining the Junior Woodchucks according to the PhatMojo display, the upcoming Moonlander invasion...There’s a lot going on. Is there room for Launchpad to have a sudden identity crisis? If Launchpad truly is the father, it shouldn't take too long for Della to realize, right?

Hm, then again, perhaps it’s not as much as it seems. I'm looking at these elements separately, so, maybe some of them will end up tying in with each other in time for the season’s end while others are just being set-up so they can be elaborated on in the next season.

With Della taking over a majority of the plane duties now and Drake becoming a real hero, it’s inevitable that Launchpad will end up as his sidekick. But like I’ve said before, LP can’t leave. Dad or not, he’s considered family so why should Della moving back in suddenly change this? They didn’t run out of space for him in the mansion (or wherever that garage is supposed to be) and Scrooge still needs a chauffeur driver. It would be disappointing to find out that Launchpad was nothing but a placeholder in the show he originated from. With DWD integrating itself into DuckTales as a story element, it would be more fitting for LP to go on adventures with Drake more so on occasion instead of for now on. If we get a Darkwing reboot of some sort, maybe it’ll take place whenever LP isn’t around on DT. Maybe the family can join him at times too. Since Dewey’s been joining Launchpad in every DWD related episode so far, maybe he’ll tag along the most.

Another reason why Launchpad shouldn’t leave is that he and Della would work well as a co-pilot team. A number of us have noticed that LP’s flying is smoother than his landings while Della’s landings are smoother than her flight. They can use their strengths to help each other with their weaknesses, but in order for this to happen, Della will have to change her mindset. She currently sees Launchpad as another obstacle she needs to overcome (and well, nothing can stop Della Duck) but once it’s made clear that he was never meant to replace her, she can let her guard down and allow the opportunity for them to be friends.

I’m reminded a bit of Della’s quote towards Penumbra in “Whatever Happened”.

“Listen, we both know how this goes: First we hate each other, then we go on a life changing adventure, then BOOM! Best friends!”

I feel like a life changing adventure will help to break the ice between the aviators. Maybe they’ll have to work together to save the kids or there could be something regarding Dewey specifically. He loves hanging out with both of the characters, so maybe he’ll end up bringing them together. The rival pattern seems to always have someone stuck in the middle:

Zan Owlson with Scrooge & Glomgold,

Webby with Lena & Violet,

And Launchpad with Drake & Jim.

Maybe this would be too early, but perhaps this is where the “Gander-Depths” pattern could come in. Both of these episodes were split between meeting up with a Duck Cousin and Launchpad going on an adventure with an ex. In “Gander” most of the action was in the cousin portion with LP’s part was extremely indescriptive. In “Depths” the cousin portion was less intense in comparison to “Gander” while LP’s portion was more descriptive and he almost joined the adventure. This seems to imply that the action will shift to Launchpad’s side, where he goes on a space related adventure with someone he’s previously dated, to meet up with a Duck Cousin. Seeing how we’ve gotten one “Gander” styled episode per season, this seems more suited for the premiere of Season 3. There’s also a possibility that this could be worked into the Season 2 finale since the production code order gets higher on the season list and the mid-season trailer already implies the invasion will happen within the remaining episodes, but I think Launchpad and Della might already establish a bond before the show reaches either point.

When it comes to Della’s possible realization, a lot of interesting things could happen in the process. If Launchpad’s clone really was a reference to Della, I believe this will be emphasized the longer they interact. Maybe LP starts reiterating things from her even though he wasn’t present during the time she said them. Webby still needs someone to teach her how to fly; what if LP volunteers and his teachings involve the “feel the sky” quote Della said in “Doomsday”? Could it have stemmed from Della helping him with his piloting skills in the past? What if he retells some sorta disoriented version of the Gilded Man story? It seems to be Della’s favorite story to tell since she told the Moonlanders about it too; she could have told it to the father. Or maybe he’ll do the face stroking gesture Della did to her boys in “Nothing Can”.

Launchpad has yet to say Della’s name and we’ve never seen his immediate reaction when her name is said. What if this is being held off for a special moment? Maybe he continually keeps getting Della’s name wrong by calling her a bunch of other “D” names, including something over the top like “Ms. Dewey’s Mom”, but when he regains his memory somehow, he’s able to say it without any problems?

The mentions of both Fenton’s and Mark’s fathers in “Chemistry” made me wonder if Della might have any of the father’s belongings. What if Launchpad catches a glimpse of these items or maybe the father’s photograph and feels compelled to do things he wouldn’t normally do? If the family finds out about the invasion and they begin to blame Della for the situation, will Launchpad start to get stressed out like he was in “Shadow War”?

I’ve been theorizing that LP knows Della's Lullaby in some way. Towards the beginning of "Whatever Happened", Della was about to talk about how there was a song she used to sing to someone, but she's interrupted when the moon mite attacks. I was beginning to think that maybe I was too quick to believe this, but during my last viewing I studied her body language before she was attacked: Della keeps a steady gaze as she’s talking to her kids and only breaks it when there’s uncertainty about what she’s saying.

When she starts talking about the song, her brow becomes a bit furrowed as she looks up into...well, space, with the palm of her hand upturned.

It feels odd for her to pose like this if she was only referring to the boys. The lullaby could have started off as a special song between the couple that she later modified for her kids. This would give even more weight to the significance of the song. Something subtle that could support this is how the family sang “The Twelve Days of Christmas” before Della's solo episode. Right after the song, a piano version of Della's Mystery Theme was being played during her scene when LP was previously shown playing the piano.

Dᴇʟʟᴀ's sᴇᴛ-ᴜᴘ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏsᴇʟʏ ʀᴇsᴇᴍʙʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴀɴᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛs ʟɪᴅ ᴜᴘ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀʟsᴏ ᴀ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴏғ ғɪʀᴇ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ: Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ʜᴀs ᴄᴀɴᴅʟᴇs ᴏɴ ʜɪs sᴡᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ Dᴇʟʟᴀ ᴜsᴇs ᴀ ᴛᴏʀᴄʜ.

Something else that could support Launchpad knowing the lullaby was how he was interrupted towards the end of “Depths”. Oceanika likes to sing, so was Launchpad going to say “Farewell, sweet, Oceanika. Whenever I put a conch shell to my ear, I won’t hear the ocean I’ll hear your song.”? If he knows anything about the lullaby, Della might use it to help him regain his memory. Interestingly enough, a couple of instances like this has already happened: Jim used the Darkwing Duck theme song to help the security guard to remember who he was while Launchpad snuck his way into the studio. In “Depths”, Huey tested Fethry’s claim about Mitzi by singing the Blue Krill song. Something else that can match this is how Violet and Webby were humming to help bring Lena back.

Eᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ɪs ʙᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀɪɴɢ ʟʏʀɪᴄs, ʜᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴀʀᴋᴡɪɴɢ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇғᴇʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪs sᴘ��ᴇᴄʜ. Wʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ sᴜʙᴛʟʏ ʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴜʟʟᴀʙʏ?

If Launchpad is the father and Della went after him with the Spear, we can definitely expect Donald to clash with them when he returns; Launchpad more so than Della. Their absence caused so many hardships for the family and his sister got injured. When all three of them become present, there's a good chance that their parenting styles will differ from his and cause conflicts. Donald may even feel that his role as a caretaker is being threatened. Eventually, I think Donald will learn to get past his bitter feelings and realize that the three of them are important to equation: They’re family. Things may have turned out badly with the Spear, but it's not too late for them to work together to better the situation. LP owes Donald so much and would appreciate him for stepping in to raise the boys. Perhaps both of the pilots could turn to him for parental advice.

Hᴜᴇʏ ᴛᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴀsʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ, sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ LP ᴀs ʜɪs ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ. Hᴜᴇʏ ғᴇᴇʟs ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇsᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ Dᴏɴᴀʟᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪs ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ.

On its own, I like the idea of Della and LP just becoming friends or LP becoming HDL’s step-dad but these things completely ignore the burning questions we’ve been wanting to know about HDL’s biological father. He’s always been a bigger mystery than Della; she had a good amount of solid information to work with before the reboot came about. The father is almost a clean slate. We’re a season and sixteen episodes in and yet no one has bothered to talk about him. If it’s just “he’s dead” or “he’s a deadbeat” and nothing more, why is this still lingering around instead of getting addressed to finally get it out of the way? It would be underwhelming to wait this long for a mention that goes nowhere, so there must be quite a story to tell with him. If the father is alive and completely separate from Launchpad, it’s hard to imagine him being added to the cast when it’s pretty full already. And since he also missed out on ten years of parenthood, it would be odd to have him as a reoccuring or minor character if he’s meant to make up for lost time with his kids.

As I’ve noted in a previous post, Scrooge was keeping her likeness under lock and key when Della went missing and went to great lengths to do this. After a piece of junk mail with her name on it was delivered to the mansion, he bought the post office and caused the mailman that delivered it, to never be seen again. The painting of Scrooge and the Duck Twins fighting with Captain Peghook’s crew was taken down and placed in the garage. A corner of the painting was ripped and covered Della up. When Scrooge went to look at his scuba diving gear in “Woo-oo!”, a newspaper lying on the floor with a front page article covering Della’s disappearance had a big chunk missing from it. Scrooge hid Della’s belongings in a secret room in the Money Bin's archives and possibly gave orders to Quackfaster to make it difficult for anyone to access it. In the same episode, Webby mentions that even Della's records are gone!

Launchpad just met her and yet he's been wearing an outfit reminiscent of hers this whole time. It was his own choice to wear a separate outfit for piloting. Even if he's heard of Della, that isn’t enough to explain why he’s wearing a green shirt like hers when she keeps it concealed at all times. That’s probably the most glaring thing in all of this: If some random guy is emulating her outfit, then how did he correctly guess the color of her shirt?

The first time Della's shirt was ever exposed to us was during her time on the Moon. In "Whatever Happened", her buttons are missing; giving an explanation to why she wasn't able to button up her jacket. In "Golden Spear", her buttons are back but she never uses them. It's possible that there could have been a designing error somewhere in this, but it's highly possible that her shirt was exposed for us to make a connection between her and Launchpad.

Dᴇʟʟᴀ sʜɪʀᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴀs ɢʀᴇᴇɴ; ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs sᴋʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ɪɴ "Lᴀsᴛ Cʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs!"

If Scrooge was hiding everything Della-related and if Launchpad didn’t know who Della was, how did he know that Scrooge had a plane? Or even where it was being kept? Scrooge wouldn’t keep the Sunchaser out in the open, it would have been somewhere in storage or carefully hidden. Judging by Scrooge’s reminder about LP’s salary, the first episode was basically his first day on the job. He wasn’t hanging around the premises that long. Was LP snooping around long enough for him to find it? Or was he recalling prior information before the Spear incident? I suppose it could be argued that Webby could have known where it was since she already knows so much about Scrooge and his belongings, but her fruitless search on Della before Dewey came along, makes this a bit hard to believe.

Of course, I could be wrong about certain things, but there’s a little too much potential here to brush off. The romantic element of the show has been increasing as well as the concepts of reunions after long absences, finding out someone else has an unexpected connection to your past, electrical manipulation and genetic mutation. Even when I do mislead myself, it helps me to catch on to things that might be worthy of attention. Then when the show challenges the explanations I come up with, I can look back at these notable instances and try to figure out alternative reasons that might be closer to the truth. Wherever this cargo plane is headed, it’s leading up to something special happening.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading! It means a lot to me. I glad you enjoyed my rambling as I try to figure things out.

TL;DR: These last nine episodes are gonna be nuts.

Oh, and stop sleeping on Launchpad. He’s important.

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atiyasnake · 2 years ago

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Danny wasn't one to pass up on an opportunity when he saw one.

Especially when there before him, was the Joker. A man responsible for a great amount of ghosts Danny found were under his care in the Ghost zone.

He knew their stories and pain. He knew it all too well. So he didn't think it would be remiss to essentially tortue the man before he was under his rule once he breathed his last breath. Although Danny didn't go the route of nightmares and terrors that were at his beck and call. No, he decided to be petty because from there it would only get worse. Also a ghosts' 'petty' was a bit more traumatizing than a living humans'.

The ghost victims of the Joker thought it was fitting and waited to see what their King would do.

So while dealing with being on his own and essentially wandering, Danny let himself take up the opportunity he saw before himself in a museum that he had entered to see the space section.

He didn't follow orders that were screamed at him or give any look to the men with guns. Even when a masked man smashed the butt of the gun to his head, Danny didn't falter. He could barely feel it, his sensation of pain and overall mortality had changed much ever since he stopped denying the other part of himself (the part of himself his parents were so eager to dissect and get their hands into). Bringing his head back up as blood dripped down the gash on his head, Danny smiled at the masked man before grabbing the gun and hitting him with it. Their body crashed down to the floor and Danny looked to see the Joker looking at him.

"Sorry for the rudeness but I just wanted to introduce myself." He spun the gun in a seemingly careless way. "The name's Danny," he said settling the gun casually on his hip.

The Joker's words buzzed like a fly as Danny barely paid attention to them. A lot of it was nonsense and just threats. Danny saw a few goons point their guns at him, but he didn't let his eyes leave the Joker's face.

After another threat Danny laughed. "Aww it's sad that you think that's threatening." Danny brought the gun to rest along his cheek. The safety was on and his finger was not at the trigger. "Anyways I gotta ask, what sorta clown are you and what circus rejected you to take up the solo act. How many tickets ya selling huh?"

The Joker laughed and spoke again but Danny ignored it. Looking at the goons and some cowering hostages. With ease he let his powers flit out and take hold of the guns and making them hit each of the goons around their temple, knocking them out .

As a series of thuds sounded around the room Danny let his eyes go back to the Joker. "Damn hard to find good help, all your guys are sleeping on the job."

At the quip Danny got hit by the man in response and he fell. Everyone thought that this crazy kid must have finally been knocked out. But yet the boy's voice rang out in the large room, the tone was all sass.

"You're so rude ya know that and here I am, being a polite guy, just trying to have a friendly conversation."

At that moment a series if sirens could be heard getting closer. Whatever plan the Joker had was derailed and his goons out for the count. Time was up so as most criminals do he left, though not before hitting Danny another time in anger. But as he left Danny still called after him, his teeth stained red. Everyone heard the teen call the criminal 'rude' and that has them wondering what sort of death wish the teen had.

But then they watch as the teen get up, not at all showing discomfort from being hit several times. Danny went around to the goons who were starting to wake up. He somehow tied them up and even re-knockdd out a few that hard started to struggle. The whole time, Danny kept up a friendly chatter to the other people who were still laying and sitting on the floor. A few of them hesitant to get up.

Then there was the sound of thundering footsteps of SWAT and police rushing in. The hostages all turned to the officers and it's only when they look back they they see the boy named Danny had disappeared.

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It happened again. This time at a bank. There were less people than at the museum and no sign of any kid but it's when the vault opens that shows a familiar teen sitting on the table. His legs swinging off the edge idly as if he had no care in the world.

"Yikes that took almost 12 minutes, guess you're getting slow in old age. Only a matter of time before your heart gives out."

The Joker didn't even bother with a greeting before he sent his new goons to handle the kid. They grabbed his arms and did what they were hired to do, but Danny laughed. He didn't show any grimace as fists made contact with his body. Then with ease he slipped out of their grip. Jumping over one goon and onto their back, causeing their head to hit the table and slide down unconscious.

"I think you should do your own dirty work," Danny said standing on the table, right before he launched himself at the Joker.

The man's eyes widened as Danny crashed into him with a grin he knew showed his sharp teeth. The Joker hit the floor with the boy on top of him. They landed and all the man saw was the boy smiling down at him like this was all a game.

The Joker smiled before putting his hand to the flower on his jacket. The trusty mechanism let it spray his signature laughing gas. He waited to see the boys face turn into horror as those before him despite their laughter

The Joker smiled in delight when he heard a cackle come from the teen, but it diminished when the boy leaned down to his face. His teeth sharp in his smile as he sighed, "Ah poor Jokester, that's not gonna do shit." Then Danny slapped his cheek, the second time harder than the first before he was hauled off of him by one of the goons.

But even as the goons hit the boy in his side and stomach, not once did those blue eyes stop staring at him while a smile remained on his face

Once again the Joker left empty handed while Danny stood among the unconscious bodies of his goos waving goodbye with a smile.

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He was in a warehouse. Joker had set explosions all around. He even had a few kids tied up while a bat or two were on their way. He hoped one who held a certain moniker would come.

He looked at the group of kids tied together and back at his watch. Then back at the kids only to puase. Cause there, was the teen. That boy named Danny with black hair and icy blue eyes. The others were kids gone, no sign of them. Danny smiled pitifully at him and shook his head.

"Whatcha up to now, Jokester?"

The Joker felt rage build up. This teen kept showing up with snark that reminded him of those damned Robins. He kept interfering with his plans. And no matter what he did, he kept coming back, he kept acting as if nothing he did caused him pain, made him scared. the Joker wished he could beat this kid with a crowbar like the last one.

Much to his luck, he had one at hand.

Danny's eyes seemed to light up in amusement. "Is that for lil old me?"

The Joker tightened his grip.

Danny ran at him and the Joker swung.

Danny didn't stop smiling and laughing at every whack. Not once did the joker make it fall into an expression of fear or terror. His eyes showed nothing but amusment. That smile was still there when the Joker left the kid inside before the warehouse blew. As he stood there staring at the fire he could have sworn he still heard Danny's laughter.

Danny is known in Gotham for being the one thing that scares the Joker.

Not as Phantom or anything.

Instead, as a random kid who will rush him on sight, yet never dies no matter what happens to him.

Meanwhile, nobody actually seems to notice him when he’s not attacking Joker simply because the percentage of black haired, blue eyed males in Gotham is extremely high.

(Bruce is going crazy looking for this child. They’re obviously a meta, but one with zero regard for their own well-being, and he needs to stop them before they really do die.

The rest of the family prepares a room.)

#danny is like #lets slowly psychologically torture him :D #he's accepted his ghost/spooky side #da boi is def not as human as before when he kept the two sides more separate #ghost king danny #his subjects are like 'thumbs up' on the torture #some good old payback never hurt anybody ;)#dp x dc #dc x dp #fic idea #scary danny #there are several more incidents before the warehouse #the bats investigate #stories about Danny pop up ans how it seems the Joker is almost scared of him and unsettled by him #their description of him make the bats uneasy cause #ya know he fits the profile and especially uneasy after the warehouse incident #joker endsup in arkham he thinks he is free and then escapes but low and behold Danny is there again #danny just keeps getting more unsettling and taunting he doesnt hesitate to rush at the joker or go head to head #outside joker situations he's moderately unsettling #possibly homeless wandering danny he could meet the bats and ppl like that and just be chillin #when danny finds out what joker did to jason he's hella pissed and def makes sure to help Jason out with the pits madness #danny is like a feral scary family friend stranger type deal that utterly confuses everyone #my writing #Atiya writes

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hashtagsmitty · 6 years ago

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Smitty's Thailand Adventure - Day 1

I'm inspired right now by Uncle Gilly's travel blogs. And since I'm in my hotel room at 11pm Thai time and nowhere near sleep despite being up for some ungodly number of hours, here we go!

Heading into this trip I was super anxious. I haven't gone overseas for 7 years, and I've never travelled alone before. It's not so bad since I'm hanging out with Josh the whole time, but it's still a bit weird. Plus, I don't speak a word of Thai. I'm sure that will be fine, but it's a bit iffy going in.

April and her mum drove me to the airport. We left early to make sure we'd get past any traffic. Plus, last time April and I went anywhere I fucked up the timing and we missed our flight. I guess that was on her mind? Long story short we were at the airport 3 hours early.

I got through security and check in fine. My passport photo is from when I was 21, with a baby face and bad hair. Some beefy security dude pulled me aside to scan my passport manually when the facial recognition shit didn't work. Slight monkas.

I got through fine, bought some Thai Baht and got jibbed on the exchange rate, and then went to the gate. I bought earbuds because I don't own any. It occurred to me later that I'd ordered the entertainment package on the plane which comes with them. It turned out being a good thing, because 3 hours is a long time to listen to airport sounds.

I walked around the terminal to get my bearings, then went to a café thing. It wasn't a real café, but it was close enough to make me comfortable. I got a steak, then sat down and started reading. I'm reading "Growth Mindset", a text about how the way you think about success and achievement is the biggest predictor for future successes and how you deal with failure. It's really interesting, lots of real-world examples, and I'm hyped to try to teach it to my new students.

The steak arrived. I asked for a steak knife and the poor waiter gave me the most embarrassed look. He went to check, then came back and said he wasn't allowed to hand out steak knives in the airport.

Thinking back, of course he wouldn't be, but in the moment it was a weird thing. I guess it felt too much like a real café?

2 hours left. I sat at the gate and read. I had pre-downloaded a whole bunch of Podcasts and music, too, so I was listening to music while I read and swapping to podcasts when I was bored. I kept checking the time because 2 hours is a goddamn long time to wait.

Eventually though the time ticked over and the JetStar dudes were calling for business class people. Before I could react, a whole bunch of vultures had lined up. Seriously like 100 people. I joined the line. They started calling for rows 44 to 57. I checked my ticket - row 57. I walked forward hesitantly, to see if I was allowed to cut the line and board. I pussied out and realized that I'd lost my place in line. I did a slow walk of shame to the back of the line. Then the Jetstar dude started walking down the line and calling for those rows. I cut the line and got on the plane. The dude checking tickets looked dead inside.

My seat was in the middle of the last row on the plane. Two old white dudes sat either side of me. Nobody spoke, as is appropriate. The dude to my right was a bit grumpy, and took up our entire overhead bin. I sat down after putting my bag away and started my music back up. While we were waiting for takeoff, I remembered my trip to Italy from when I was 16. I wasn't sitting next to anyone I knew for both of the 26 hour flights, but the in-flight entertainment had Pokemon Pinball, and I played the shit out of it. It sorta became a tradition when I fly, and I redownloaded the rom right before the plane took off.

It was good that I did, because the in-flight entertainment was garbage. I played chess, and the piece of shit computer played the same opening against me twice. The only difference between medium and hard was that it took 2 minutes to decide each move on hard. I played two games then quit.

The flight was boring. At the end, the pilot had to do some stupid holding pattern because the flight was early:

The green circle bit was repeated 5 times. It added like an hour to the flight. It sucked being so close and having to wait so long. Speaking of waiting so long, being at the very end of the plane meant waiting 10 minutes to get off, and then waiting longer while people only grabbed their bags once they were supposed to move. Monsters.

Disembarked, went through immigration with no problems. The dude who waved me through was being so slow with his line. I held my passport open to the photo page when I gave it to him and he closed it when he took it. Awkward.

Customs didn't exist. Just walked straight out.

I met up with Josh. He was on the opposite side of the airport to where I came out. There were stacks of dodgy WiFi networks to sort through to find the one non-dodgy one. I felt like having to fight through 12 phishing networks before I left the airport was a bit much.

Josh and I got Korean chicken at the airport. It was okay, I'm not big on chicken with sauces. Or sauces in general. Or most foods in general. But, I felt like I should just dive in and broaden my comfort zone a bit. It was pretty good chicken. I'm sure it would be better at a non-airport franchise.

We caught a taxi to my hotel. Josh is staying in an AirBNB somewhere else. On the way Josh talked a bit to the taxi driver. She didn't speak any English and he barely speaks Thai, but she got us to our destination fine. It really drove (dwoop) home how foreign this place is, and how screwed I'd be if not for Josh living here. The taxi driver was not great. She was driving in two lanes for most of the trip, and I don't think I heard her indicate. The traffic lights have a dank coloured countdown for how long until the lights change. We need that in Melbourne.

We got dropped off at a skytrain station. It was attached to a huge shopping center like Melbourne Central. It was pretty sweet - I'd like to check it out when I'm less fried.

The streets looked pretty low-tier, but Josh said that it was average for Thailand, and that the closer you are to main roads or train lines, the nicer it is.

I needed toothpaste, and Josh insisted I get a local SIM card, so we went into 7-11. Josh explained that they're actually really cheap and good quality here. While we were sorting out the SIM card, the clerk needed to see my passport and take a photo for me to be able to buy it. It was weird, but everyone acted like it was normal, so whatever. The same thing happened at the hotel. Josh said they send the info to the government, but didn't say why. The clerk called me handsome in Thai as we were leaving. We got some weird salt toothpaste that Josh swore by. He said the first time was meh but the second time is amazing.

I was warned that there would be "massage parlors" on the street my hotel is on. Josh said the girls out the front would go out of their way to make me uncomfortable, and double so if we ignored them. We just stayed in the other side of the road instead.

The hotel is okay. Bed isn't great, but there's air con and a hair dryer. And a bidet, which I'm excited to try.

It feels lonely up here on my own. Like I said, I haven't travelled solo before, so it's a new experience. Bros will get a video tour of the room when I'm awake - it's 4am AUS time and I'm so fried. Gotta avoid that jet lag though, so normal sleep times.

I tried the salt toothpaste. It was okay.

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