#imagine the gang as a dad group at the park

[headless609]

Cartman Angst

Ah Cartman, the bigoted, racist, sexist, overweight, bully, bullied, and a victim. Cartman is my favorite character and it’s not just because he is hilarious. If you watch the show and really looks into it, you can see why Cartman acts the way he does. Let’s start with the obvious. Cartman is fat. We see the show make fun and jab at his weight sense season 1. We see side characters such as Liane and his eye doctor to the main characters aka Kyle, Stan and Kenny making fun of his weight. Especially Kyle. I don’t think people realize how fucking mean Kyle was to Cartman (and Cartman hadn’t even done anything evil yet btw). Kyle is always and stills calls Cartman ‘fatsss.’ Speaking of the earlier seasons, remember Cartman’s eye doctor? Y’know, the one who had no chill and continuously bullied Cartman by calling him porky and just being devious? Yeah him.

Next I want to talk about Cartman’s home life. And it’s bad, like it’s as bad as Kenny. Not only is Cartman quite poor but his dad is gone and his mom is a prostitute. Not only does Cartman not get scolded by his mom but his mom brings in men that are there for sex. Sound bad? Yeah, you can imagine a guy finding Cartman’s room. And you might think, ‘Dude, you’re reading into this way too seriously.’  

We see that Cartman has been assaulted by his cousin and his Uncle, Jessie. We see this in Le Petite Tourette’s and in Fun with Veal. And this is just two of the many other occasions. 

Everyone knows the episode Scott Tenorman Must Die, where Cartman snapped and went batshit crazy. But most people don’t remember the banned episode where we see Scott again. Where we learn a dark truth. Cartman and Scott were step-brothers, Cartman had killed his own father, the father he had cried himself to sleep wishing he’d come back. And when we see him admit that he’s crying because of him being half ginger to his friends, all I can think is , ‘ Really? After all the tears that your pillow soaks?’ But then you think, would you tell some kids that have always bullied you because of your weight and you thought only hung out with you cause you bully people with them why you’re actually sad? HELL NO! Cartman may be crazy and a sociopath but he ain’t stupid. The reason he is able to stay with the gang is that they think he is cool (which they don’t) heck the only reason why they became a friend group was because Cartman bullied Pip! And with all that piled up, Cartman becomes insecure about himself and to make him feel better lashes out an everyone else, believing he is a victim in every scenario and everyone deserves to pay. 

And that is the debrief of the monster, Eric Cartman. The most hated South Park child in the show. 

There is so much I want to say about Cartman, and I tried to fit it in one Notes page. And I hate it whenever one says they hate Cartman because he is a nazi and all that shit. I understand, but please peel his onion skin and you’ll understand why Cartman is such a good character. This one is the longest one yet so thanks for those who were able to read the entire thing. 🥲

[nofacednerd]

okay finale thoughts

I don't think they took out any scenes but I do think it's funny that they renamed the title of the episode

hughie's... counter-proposal I guess? was so genuinely sweet that I'm mad it wasn't real

On that. 3rd time in back to back episodes not even 5 minutes in. That's gotta be a record. I thought they were actually going to acknowledge it as assault when he seemingly got very upset about the pegging joke she made and started squeezing the water bottle, but I guess not. My hope is that all the criticism they received while handling all of this, they'll actually take and acknowledge it in the show

Hughie canon bottom but at what cost...........

BUTCHER WITH THE TEMP-V INDUCED WHITE HAIR STREAKS. MY HEADCANON IS REAL

I think it's so funny that Butcher's last wish was for hughie to go to some random hooters in Nevada for him. Part of me wonders if he knew about the stupid Maid in Manhattan tour he went on entirely because it was his dad's last wish and wanted to see what he would agree to if he sounded sad enough about it

Ashley my problematic queen I hope you get to have fucking awesome scary superpowers next season and help take down the supes w the gang

Just. Shoutout to Erin Moriarty for being an insanely talented actress. Love that the shapeshifter just kept biting people as her go-to attack. Fucking knocked it out of the park

Annie choking the shapeshifter to death instead of using her powers felt symbolic somehow but it's 4 in the morning and I can't think about it rn. Good for her either way.

They also never actually explained why her powers just. Stopped working?? I'm guessing it was an emotional thing but I felt like things didn't change THAT much by the end of the season for her to suddenly be charged up enough to fly?

Okay but also. I'm kind of mad that they didn't acknowledge what the shapeshifter did to Hughie was assault and not only that but they had Annie get mad at HIM about it. Like girl hello???? Out of literally everyone I would expect at least Annie to understand, but for some reason they show loves having them have relationship drama that comes from fucking nowhere

That being said, I am SO glad they didn't break up again. That would have fucking sucked. Curious if the engagement thing will ever come up again since she got the ring back. I imagine if it does it'll be the end of the show

Also his little "FUCK YESSS" fist pump to himself. I just need to take a second to appreciate that that was so funny LMAO

I'm not gonna lie... I actually got pretty on-board with the Frenchie Kimiko QPR. aroace Kimiko you still live in my head rent free

I just know. I just KNOW. There's going to be SO MANY tentacle smut fics about Butcher by the end of the week. You horny motherfuckers are going to eat that shit up

Also going to be honest. I'm kind of mad they took out Neuman. She was such an interesting character and I always thought her views didn't conflict at all with the rest of The Boys, so I was really hoping for a redemption arc. She also had such an interesting dynamic with both Hughie and Annie (and Zoe having beef with Kimiko is fucking great). Idk she could have been a fun addition to the group

I was actually kind of excited to see The Boys split off to different countries and have to come back together next season, but I think them all getting kidnapped (and presumably thrown in prisons?) is much more interesting. I kind of hope they let Hughie be the main character again next season now that Butcher has gone off the rails and might? be a villain next season? But I know it's probably going to be Annie

Kimiko speaking I kind of assumed would happen at some point (since they established that as kind of her arc this season with the speech therapy) but I'm excited to see if that goes anywhere next season. I think best case scenario, she has selective mutism and only goes verbal sometimes. They've been pretty good about her disability so far

also speaking of, I've been trying to figure out what her sign for each of The Boys' names are and. is Hughie's supposed to look like someone running away because that's so funny if true (it's hard to tell because the captions are obviously not synced up with the visuals on her signing)

My overall thoughts are kinda... eh. This season ultimately felt directionless to me, too many plotlines trying to happen all at once and while I think individual episodes were really good, as a whole nothing felt super connected (I mean, in episode 6 Hughie was super fucked up over his dad's death and presumably what happened at Tek Knight's party, but episode 7 they just seem to have completely forgotten that he's having an active mental breakdown, a trend that continues into episode 8. And that's just one example from this season). I also think they fumbled the supes' plotline at the very end. I trusted the writers that they actually knew what Sage's plan was, but it mostly just seems like she swooped in at the end to tell us her plan worked, without saying what it actually was. I was hoping there was going to be actual clever writing there, but I guess it's hard to write the world's smartest character if she's only as smart as the writer's room can be.

I understand that, ultimately, it's incredibly difficult to write satisfying arcs with very limited time (this is an issue of streaming in general, not specifically an issue with The Boys), so I don't really fault them for that. I just hope next season is more focused.

The biggest problem with season 3 is, obviously, Hughie getting sexually assaulted three times in 3 back-to-back episodes, with zero acknowledgement (and on one occasion, implied mockery) from the show itself or anyone involved. I REALLY hope they take the criticism and actually make something of it next season, or at least acknowledge that it was fucked up.

Anyway, not a terrible season, but it had a lot of glaring issues. I'm holding out hope for season 5 being good, but it'll be another year or two before we get it anyway, so...

[hanayama-simp]

Can you write chc's about Chiharu Shiba being a father? Like it is enough that he is reckless as fu*k but having a few copies of him running around and being reckless too would be hell. And Chiharu probably would have a small gang of his own so maybe he would have up to 6 kids or more or less XD

Chiharu Shiba chc's

Chiharu Shiba never imagined that being a father would be more challenging than any fight in the arena. His already chaotic life reached a whole new level of madness when he found himself surrounded by his own kids, each one more rambunctious than the last. With five little ones (or six, because his wife insisted he needed to learn to count better), his home became a constant battlefield.

Mornings in the Shiba household are anything but peaceful. Breakfast turns into an all-out brawl, with kids fighting over the last piece of bread while Chiharu cheers them on as if watching a professional match. “Play fair!” he yells, while his wife facepalms, questioning for the umpteenth time how she ended up in this situation.

The days aren’t much calmer. For Chiharu, taking his kids to the park is the perfect chance to train them. They turn playground equipment into obstacle courses and practice pillow sparring while other parents look on with a mix of awe and horror. It all ends when one of the kids laughs and announces that their dad got stuck on the swings again.

At school, the Shiba name is synonymous with trouble. Every teacher has a story to tell about his kids, who have no problem quoting their father’s “teachings”: “My dad says if someone hits me first, I have to hit them back twice as hard.” Or, on a better day, “My dad says the weak should always protect each other.” Torn between admiration and exasperation, teachers never know whether to suspend them or applaud them.

The Shiba home isn’t much different from a dojo. The kids race down the hallways, build fortresses out of cushions, and end the nights piled on a shared futon watching action movies. The youngest of the group, barely five years old, has already proven to be her dad’s favorite—something all the others suspect but no one dares to mention. She, with an attitude seemingly inherited from her mother, doesn’t hesitate to scold Chiharu when he goes too far. “Dad, you can’t fight the neighbors! They don’t know karate like you!”

Despite the chaos, the true leader of the family is Chiharu’s wife. With her calm and patience, she manages the impossible: silencing the entire house with just one look. Even Chiharu, with all his pride, apologizes when he knows he’s crossed the line. She’s the perfect balance to the storm that is him and his kids.

Although the house feels like an endless whirlwind, there are moments when Chiharu sits with his kids and tells them stories of his days as a fighter. His tone softens as he reminds them that no matter how tough the world gets, they’ll always have their family to lean on. As the little ones finally tire out and fall asleep beside him, Chiharu smiles, knowing that, chaotic as it is, his clan is the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

[belsasim]

Sometimes, the friend gang didn't meet a their usual spot in Desert Bloom Park, but some other interesting location in Oasis Springs. Kit, Zinnia and Ezra were in the same class at school and as they had an assignment for history, they agreed to visit the Museum of Archeology together with the gang.

Zinnia was going for a checkup at Elisabeth's dad (her doctor) first and would be bringing Elisabeth along. So Kit went over to the museum on his own. When he arrived, only Penelope was waiting in front of the museum.

Kit: "Hey there, are we too early?" Penelope: "No, we said 2 PM, I checked the group chat twice." Kit (getting notifications on his phone): "Oh, wait, they're saying something." (checking his phone) "Hm, Ezra's sick, Billy Ray had to change shifts at the burger place... And Zinnia's appointment is delayed? She says to go in and they'll catch up asap. What the...?" Penelopie (looking away for a moment, thinking): "Strange..." (shrugging and giving Kit a smile) "Ah well, we're here now, right? Might as well go ahead and do the stuff for your assignment."

Kit nodded, she was right, better just do what they had planned to do. And so they did. Looking at the artefacts and learning more about ancient Selvadoradan culture, Kit often got distracted just gazing at Penelope, who was actually pretty knowledgeable on the topic already. "Elite boarding school, remember," she had reacted with a shy smile when he commented on it.

Sometimes, walking from one display to another, or standing in front of one, Kit noticed their hands brushing against each other. Was that new? Was he doing that? Or was she? He remembered his recent conversation with Ezra. "She's into you too," Ezra had stated. Could she really be?

Lost in thought, Kit stared at an artefact. "Earth to Kit? Hello there?" He looked up and saw Penelope watching him, her head slightly tilted. "That must be a veeerrry fascinating artefact," she smiled. Kit felt busted and his cheeks grew warm and red. He cleared his throat: "Hm, well yeah, totally. Fascinating. Wow." He felt so awfully awkward. Where was his sister when he needed her for distraction? Actually, were was his sister? "Zinnia and Elizabeth are really running late, no? They're going to miss it all," he thought out loud.

Penelope suddenly giggled. "Kit, don't tell me you actually believe this is a coincidence." Kit gave her a confused look. "Maybe it's my Landgraab genes, but I can smell a setup from miles away," Penelope explained. Kit's eyes could pop out of his head right then and there. What setup?

Penelope, realising he really was clueless, grew insecure all of a sudden. Had she been imagining the touches and looks today? She started to fiddle with her fingers as she broke eye contact. "You really don't know," she asked in a softer voice. "They all ditched us, so it would be just the two of us here. Because... You know... You... and I... Um...Elizabeth said... Heck, maybe they were wrong after all?"

Finally, Kit connected the dots and in that moment, looking at Penelope being shy and incredibly cute, he felt all his doubts melt away. "They're not wrong," he said calmly. "I'm in love with you, Penelope Landgraab."

Penelope looked up again and their gazes locked. For a few moments they stood there in silence. Then Penelope moved towards him, placing her hands on his shoulders. Kit felt his hands move autonomously towards her hips, to pull her closer to him. Just before they're lips met, Penelope whispered: "I'm in love with you too, Kit Dreamer."

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Museum of Archeology by geniusjenny on the Gallery

[filipfuckingtelford]

Aim for the head part 4

Here's the 4th part of soa twd crossover imagine. Feel free to comment and enjoy.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 5 Part 6

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They drove all day, Chibs never slowed down, he knew they should get back home as soon as possible considering how empty all of the cities around were it won’t take those bastards long to find Sons and Mayans in Charming. Dozens of thoughts were rushing throug his mind about what they could do and how high their chances could be against people who now had all of the guns and military equipment from that fucking base. Sons had 8 club members who knew how to fight, they had twelve residents who just started their training. They had Y/N but Chibs would prefer her to stay away from the battle with those people. Mayans probably had about ten members for now. So it was not much and he had no idea how many people that gang had, neither how well equipped they were. It would be useful to stay longer and investigate but Sons and Mayans should know about the threat as soon as possible. There were two main points Chibs had on this matter. They probably can die soon was the first one. He needs to tell Y/N the truth about his feelings was the second. And he couldn’t tell which one was frightening him more.

In the evening they stopped by the diner near Modesto only to warn Kenny and Tracy about the gang they found. Chibs offered them to join Sons to have some more protections but they refused to leave.

“There’s nothing much they can take from us. It might be more safe to be here for us than to join a big group. Thank you for warning, we’ll be ready”

So Chibs and Y/N continued their way back home and in the middle of the night they finally reached TM shelter. Several gunshots accompanied them as usual, clearing their way to the gates. Chibs parked their car on the lot and rushed inside, waking up every Son on his way, ordering everyone to gather around the table. Sleepy, worried, confused Jax, Tig, Juce, Bobby, Ratboy and Happy headed to the chapel, while Telfored knocked the door of Clay and Gemma’s bedroom.

“What the hell you think you’re doing, Chibs?” Clay muttered as he opened the door.

“We need to have a talk as soon as possible. I have very bad news” Chibs replied shortly and headed to the chapel where his brothers were waiting for him to explain everything.

“Dad. You really need to come, please” Y/N said, taking Clay’s hand and he followed, cursing under his breath still.

When everyone took their places around the table and Y/N sat on her usual spot in the corner of the room, Chibs told his brothers about everything they saw on the way. The diner they could use for their further journeys, the places with supplies in Modesto and Fresno. The military base with those bastards who would take everything they want and probably kill anyone who will try to stop them.

“We need to warn Mayans and get prepared for the fight. There are no other shelters on the way from here to that fucking base. They will be here soon and they won’t like us being so wealthy” Chibs stated finally, while others were processing what they just heard.

“Tig, go visit Alvarez now. I need a meeting with him asap” Clay said after awhile and Trager left room without a doubt. They heard his bike driving away in no time.

“Now we all go to sleep. Especially you Chibs. You did good, coming back home as soon as possible. You need rest now. As soon as Mayans come we’ll decide what to do. Until that time I need everyone to calm down and have rest. And don’t tell other residents about what’s going on for now. We don’t need panic spreading out” Clay ordered and was the first one to leave the chapel.

Sons started leaving one by one and soon Chibs and Y/N were the only one left in the room silent and not looking at each other. Telford wanted to talk to her, but as she stood up to leave he still couldn’t find enough courage to stop her. So he headed to the bar counter and poured some scotch in the glass. He then lit a cigarette and took a deep drag of it.

“It has to be done” Chibs mumbled to himself, he needed to tell, he wanted to open his heart before all the shit starts tomorrow. There might be no other chance for him to do it. But how terrified he was of the reaction he will probably have from Y/N as soon as she finds out how he felt. She won’t laugh of course she’s too delicate and kind to laugh. But he knew for sure she would reject him and Chibs didn’t know if he was able to bare this pain.

Finishing his scotch Telford stood up and slowly made his way towards Y/N’s dorm. It took him several moments to knock the door and as he did he regretted it instantly. There was no answer at first and Chibs was about to leave, he was even happy somehow that she was sleeping already, but as he turned away the door opened.

“Filip?” He heard her quiet voice and looked at her only to be stunned by the beauty of this woman. Y/N was wearing only a long t-shirt, her hair still wet after shower, she was watching Chibs confused and curious. And God she was gorgeous.

“Aye, lass. I need tae talk to ya” Telford said, his thick accent revealing how nervous he was.

“Sure, come in” Y/N stepped away from the door and sat on her bed, never taking her eyes off him as Chibs entered the room and quietly closed the door.

He stood there in her bedroom, his back leaning against the door as he was trying to find words to express how he felt and couldn’t find any. God he was scared to tell her.

“Are you okay, Filip?” Y/N bended her head to the side and gave Chibs such a soft gentle smile that he felt overwhelmed with emotions. Love, admiration, passion mixed with sorrow, fear and insecurity. It was all too much for him.

“I’m… Nah, no really” Chibs replied in awhile and it was so new for him to admit that he’s not okay. “I wanay ya to kna something yer might no like, so please le ma speak and then I’ll leave”

He glanced at Y/N for a second only to see her nod and then looked away not able to face her while he was talking. Y/N was silent, giving Filip all the time he needed to gather his thoughts. His fingers were playing with the rosary on his neck as he finally spoke.

“I kna that in coupa days this whole place would be a mess. We’re gonnay have war ere” Chibs started explaining but that wasn’t really his point. It was just to remind himself once again why he wanted to open his heart to her. Y/N didn’t interrupt, she knew what’s coming, she saw it with her own eyes. Telford took a deep breath to calm down and make his accent ease a bit “I tha I have plenty o days ahead but na I kna we’re running outa time. And I need to tell yer before I die. I love yer, lassie. I love yer more tha I can express. Yer are the most amazing, beautiful girl I’ve ever met. You make ma heart stop and race the same time. I’d go to hell for yer. I’d kill and I’d die for yer. It’s wonderful and unbearable at thay same time to be aroun yer. I love yer, Y/N and nothing can change it”

Chibs paused. There was nothing more he had to say. He felt empty his eyes blurred with tears. He never thought those words would ever escape his lips, yet here he was, ripping his chest open and revealing his heart. There was no need to stay here longer. Y/N didn’t say anything and Telford didn’t dare to look at her now. He turned to leave and opened the door but felt small fingers on his back and stopped.

“Please, Filip, don’t go” Y/N whispered and Chibs obeyed. Closing the door he was still unable to turn to her and face her. Feeling ashamed and crushed he couldn’t find any reason for her to stop him from leaving. Then he heard Y/N speak again “Please, look at me”

Chibs turned around and looked down at her hardly breathing. She caught his palms and squeezed them with her fingers tight yet gently.

“Do yer pity me?” Telford asked and saw Y/N shaking her head with a small gentle smile on her lips. He was even more confused now than he was before this conversation started.

“I’ve never thought I’d hear those words from you, Filip. And there was nothing in this world I wanted more” Y/N whispered quietly while her palms slipped under his kutte and wrapped around his waist. “I love you too. And don’t you dare to even think of dying, you hear me?” She chuckled.

“But how…” Chibs shook his head, he refused to believe it just yet. It was just too good to be true. This beautiful young thing couldn’t feel that way about an old wreck he was.

“You are the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. You are the most loyal, reasonable, brave and wise man I’ve ever known. When you are around I feel safer than I ever felt. And the way you doubt yourself is so cute, you can’t even imagine” Y/N was whispering those amazing words to him, standing on her toes and showering kisses on his face. Chibs closed his eyes, pulling her closer, his palms resting on her back firmly and gently. His breath was getting heavier with every moment as he felt heat of her body making his blood boil.

Their lips met the next moment and the whole world didn’t exist for them anymore. Chibs lifted Y/N easily as she wrapped her legs around his hips. He laid her down on the bed as she started undoing buttons on his shirt and Filip kissed her again and again never having enough of her now when he finally could touch her. It was all gentle and slow at first as Chibs was afraid to hurt her, but the further they went the more passionate it became. Loving Y/N was what he needed for so long and what he thought he could never have.

First beams of light were reaching through the window into the room as the two of them were lying in bed, cuddled. Chibs couldn’t remember when was the last time he was as calm as he was now. They didn’t need to talk, their touch said it all better than words. How much they needed each other, how long they both were dreaming about it. And how dead Chibs would be if anyone knew about them. So Filip knew he had to go before everyone woke up and noticed him here.

“Your dad gonna kill me” Chibs smirked as he was dressing up, Y/N watching him from the bed.

“He won’t dare to, I’ll protect you” She laughed gently, running her fingers along his back, sending shivers all over his body “And we won’t tell anyone, don’t worry”

Filip stood up and kissed her gently once again before he left. He headed to his dorm, making sure no one saw him on the way. He took shower and got dressed up, there was no time for sleep as Mayans were about to come, but Chibs had no regrets. He’d stop sleeping at all if he could in exchange for spending time with Y/N. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her now and hardly could stop smiling as Sons and Mayans gathered in the chapel to discuss their situation.

“Before we start talking about the gang coming here from the south, I wanted to warn you all about the other threat that’s coming from the north” Alvarez said “We were about to send my man to your safehouse when Tig came to us. There’s a huge horde of empties coming our way. We saw them on our run recently. And when I say huge I mean it. That amount of those rotten bastards can smash our fortifications easily”

«Holly fuck» Clay cursed and others couldn't say a word at all.

«Exactly» Alvarez nodded and looked around to see the reaction.

What seemed like a huge problem was now the real catastrophe and no one in two clubs knew how to deal with it.

«We can fight those people, but we can't fight this horde» Clay stated finally «We should start seriously thinking about moving away from here and find ourselves some new place»

«But we have too many supplies, we won't ever be able to take everything with us and we need those things to survive» some Mayan exclaimed.

«No» Chibs shook his head «We need those supplies for comfortable life. We don't need all of this to survive and if we stay we won't need anything as we'll be a part of that horde»

«True. How long do you think it will take for empties to get here?» Clay supported Chibs and turned to Alvarez.

«I don't know. We just noticed it yesterday, let's go and see how fast they are moving» He shrugged and frowned «And you say we have several days before this new gang will find us?»

«I expect that, yes» Chibs nodded.

«So we probably will have to deal with them before the horde and before we can be ready to leave» Clay closed his eyes tired, he obviously was as confused as all the others but he was the one to make decisions now «I ask you Chibs to go with Alvarez and see how fast this horde is moving, so we know how much time do we have and meanwhile we will tell our people to prepare for the battle and then for departure»

Chibs nodded and stood up ready to go. Alvarez and one of his men followed him outside and in no time they hit the road, going to the north from Charming. It was such an unfortunate coincidence that both Sons and Mayans decided to go further for the run, headed opposite directions and found two threats at the same time. Like someone above was making fun of them. Chibs wasn't religious for a long time now but he couldn't explain what happened with anything else.

It took them couple of hours to get to the spot from where Mayans noticed that horde. Chibs saw it the moment they've stopped on the cliff on the right side of the highway that was going down the hill. He took his helmet off and unmounted from his bike looking down there. In miles away from them everything was covered with hundreds of oddly moving creatures, that were all walking slowly and clumsy, hitting each other, falling, crawling, standing up again and moving inevitably towards Charming. Like some kind of a disgusting rotten swarm.

«Jesus Christ» Chibs whispered, trying to wrap his mind around it. It was the most terrifying view he could only imagine.

«You see now what I mean when I say huge?» Alvarez stopped next to Chibs.

«It's fucking insane» Filip sighed, trying to understand the speed of this horde «I'm not sure, but I think they will enter Charming in several days»

He was looking down the hill trying to find any solution to save their town. He thought of some fortitications on the road, right here between two hills, but this amount of blindly walking beasts could breach any sort of walls eventually. Then one thing came to his mind and Chibs felt a glimpse of hope.

«We can attract their attention and make them go to the side. Drive closer to them, make sure they follow and head somewhere away from Charming» He said to Alvarez.

«Sounds dangerous. Let's head back to town, I need to think about it on the way» Alvarez wasn't happy about Chibs' suggestion but at least he didn't reject it instantly.

So Chibs, Alvarez and the other Mayan headed back to Charming and on the way there Telford kept thinking of his plan. They could take several bikes, drive towards the horde and then attract it's attention by engines and guns, then slowly lead those bastards away from the town and as soon as they make sure they are far enough they would need to speed up and get back home. It was dangerous, anything could happen during this ride but it was a real chance for them to save their shelters. If only they manage to defeat the other enemy.

At the clubhouse things were getting rough. Panic was spreading faster than Sons expected, when they told their people what's coming, no one thought people who were used to live in this new crazy world would be so shocked and terrified. Probably the fact that residents of TM safehouse always had son's protection made them soft and not prepared for any sort of difficulties.

Chibs unmounted from his bike and followed by Mayans entered the clubhouse where in the chapel others were waiting for them.

"How bad is it?" Jax asked as soon as Chibs took his place.

"Bad, Jackie Boy. It's a fucking disaster" Chibs took a deep breath, rubbing his eyes with his fingers.

"Your guy has a plan. Crazy one. As if he has less scars than he wants" Alvares smirked, his hands crossed.

"You fucking..." Chibs mumbled, but Tig grabbed his arm and shook his head.

"Shhh. Chibby we don't need more problems" He said quietly and Telford obeyed.

"What plan do you have, Chibs? Everything can help" Clay said, trying to ignore the annoying grin on Alvarez's fase as if the Mayans were not in the same danger.

"We could possibly drive closer to the horde and attract them, then lead them away from Charming. We'll need just several people to change each others and to be able to drive long enough for us to be sure those empties will move somewhere else" Chibs explained. He knew how crazy his plan was, but he also knew they can't sit here doing nothing if they have at least a slightest chance to be saved.

"Hmm..." Clay frowned, trying to weigh the pros and cons of this plan. He then looked at Alvarez "You're in if we decide to do it?"

"No" Alvarez shook his head "We're up for the fight with the gang, but afterwards we're leaving"

"Then we can count on our people only" Clay shrugged.

"You really want to leave Charming not even trying to save your base?" Bobby looked shocked and he was determined to appeal to reason of Mayans, but Alvarez was firm in his decision.

"This plan is a suicide mission. That's why I still have almost all of my men alive. I don't allow them to risk their lives in sake of some crazy idea when there is a better way to solve this problem" he stated. "Let's talk about the fight and then we'll leave you to get ready for it and prepare for the departure"

"TM shelter is the first thing the gang will see after they enter Charming. So the battle would take place here. I need your men to be here ready to meet enemy with us. We'll provide you with beds and we'll prepare our territory for the fight" Clay said never breaking eye contact with Alvarez "All you need is to have enough guns and armour"

"Deal. We'll be here tomorrow morning. Have fun discussing your crazy plan" Alvares left, followed by his people, leaving Sons to deal with the second problem.

"Let's vote" Clay sighed as soon as the door closed behind the Mayans.

Sons voted unanimously for the plan Chibs offered even though everyone had concerns about the details.

"How many people do you think we need?" Juice asked after they voted and started discussing the actual actions.

"Let's see" Chibs shrugges "We might need three pairs of people changing each other. But at first all of them would need to surround the horde as the sound of the engines and gunshots in front of it may not reach those who are behind"

"Fuck... how many of them are there?" Happy spoke and it was unique to see him showing any emotions.

"Fucked hundreds, Hap" Chibs sighed.

"Sweet mother of god" Tig whispered, hiding his face in his palms.

"Yeah" Chibs nodded and looked around "Who wants to join?"

Everyone raised their hands but Clay shook his head and warned "We might have the fight taking place at the same time, guys. Me and Bobby won't go, I'm too old and I need Bobby here to coordinate our new recruits. Do me a favor, Jax, ask your sister to join us"

"No!" Chibs protested before he could stop himself "Please, Clay! Don't send Y/N there! Alvarez is right, it might be the suicidal mission"

"We don't have enough people, Chibs. If Mayans won't help we have to use everyone we have and it's better to send Y/N with you there than let her join the battle here" Clay frowned, looking carefully at Chibs as if he was trying to understand the sudden surge of emotions he saw. "Call Y/N Jax"

"Fuck" Chibs mumbled and lit a cigarette his fingers shaking slightly.

Jax didn't have to leave the chapel, he only opened the door and saw Y/N who was right behind it listening carefully for what was going on inside.

"Well hello there" Jax smirked, looking at his sister with a mixture of discontent and fun "I guess you've heard everything, so please join us"

As Teller got back to his seat, Y/N entered the room and gave Chibs small smile just for a second. It was noticed by Clay somehow and he frowned even more.

"Baby, I know it might seem irresponsible from me as your father, but..." Morrow started, but Y/N interrupted him.

"I know, we don't have enough people and we need someone to stay here and protect our home. I'll go there with Chibs... and the others you choose" She stopped behind Clay's chair and God Chibs wanter her to be behind his back right now. He just couldn't face her. Now that he knew she loved him as much as he loved her it was even harder to think of something bad could've happened to her.

"Good. Now we need four more of us" Clay was looking at the table infront of him. He didn't want to decide who of his brothers to send for one suicidal mission and who to keep here for the other one.

"I'll go. We seem to be a good team" Tig smirked.

"Me too" Juice replied, even though it was obvious he's terrified by the only thought of hundreds of empties around him.

"You won't let me go again?" Jax raised his eyebrow.

"If the fight will happen at the same time, it's better for you to be closer to Tara and boys" Y/N said.

"Yeah, but I thought we maybe hide those who can't fight somewhere away from this place? At Mayans?" Jax suggested and it souneded like a good plan.

"Not a bad idea" Chibs supported "We'll send those who can't fight with everything that we can take away from here. And if things go wrong we'll have someone to tell them to leave with Mayans"

"Yes. That sound reasonable. Mayans who will fight will stay here, meanwhile everyone who can't from our shelter will move to their safe house and be ready to leave" Clay nodded. It was bad, but it was right for those who couldn't protect themselves.

"I'll go with you guys then" Jax stated.

"That's it then" Chibs looked at his brothers and stood up "Let's get ready for this sheit"

He headed outside as soon as Clay's hammer hit the table but stopped as he heard presiden't voice.

"Chibs. Y/N. Stay for couple of minutes. Others can go. Jax, go talk to everyone about the plan" Morrow was looking at Chibs with suspicion but didn't say anything as the rest of the club members were leaving the chapel.

"What is it, dad?" Y/N asked as soon as there were only three of them left in the room.

"Chibs?" Clay leaned back against his chair.

"Clay?" Filip felt dizzy. He knew what was going on, but didn't want to admit it just yet.

"Y/N?" Clay looked at his daugher who now was standing in front of him on the opposite end of the table.

"What?" She replied trying to look as calm and innocent as possible.

"Stop making a fucking fool out of me!" Clay hit the table with his palms and stood up "You two can't trick me. I knew you're into her Chibs and I didn't want to do anything about it since I knew you were too reasonable to make it happen! I see something's different now. So tell me, Chibs. Name me the reason not to kill you"

"Daddy" Y/N pleaded.

"Shut up" Clay spit out still looking at Chibs.

"You can kill me, Clay" Filip shrugged "I couldn't help it. I love Y/N with everything I have in me. I mean no harm to her, pres. I know it's wrong, but the whole fucking world is wrong now"

"And you?" Clay turned to Y/N and noticed how pale and scared she was. His eyes softened. He was mad as hell but seeing her like this broke his heart.

"I loved Filip since I was sixteen and never stopped loving him even when I was away" She shrugged "Please, dad. I know I'm way too young for him but do you know any other man in this club who will care as much about me? Who will be as loyal and self-sacrificing?"

No matter how bad the situation was Chibs couldn't hide his smile. Hearing those words from her he couldn't help it, he felt so happy right now.

"Get outta here you two and make sure to behave. I deal with it after we deal with other shit" Clay closed his eyes, allowing those two to leave and they didn't hesitate.

As soon as they were outside, Y/N grabbes Filip's hand and dragged him to her dorm. He tried to protest but couldn't reject her. The door closed behind them and Chibs pulled her closer to himself.

"Christ, lass" He laughed, kissing her soft.

Y/N chuckled nervous, returning him kisses "I thought he might really kill you, Filip. How did you allow him to reveal our secret so soon?"

"I couldn't help it, lass" Chibs cupped her face and kept kissing her again and again, he just couldn't have enough of her. The worse the situation was the more he needed to feel her, hold her, kiss her "When I realised he wanted to send you with us, I just couldn't stop from protesting"

"I want to go, love. I'd rather be there with you than stay here not knowing what's going on there with that horde"

"Fuck lass. I wish I could convince you to join your mom and Tara and stay away from both the battle and the horde, but I know I can't" Chibs frowned and sat on the bed "I'm so scared of loosing you, Y/N. I don't know how to live if something happens to you"

"I can protect myself, you saw it" Y/N landed next to Chibs and wrapped her arms around him "And I'd rather face those empties than men with guns. I'm not used to fighting people, you know"

Telford nodded. He knew she would never stay away from this and it was better to have her around.

"We need to go, Filip. We need to get ready, to help our people prepare. They are scared, they need help now" Y/N gave him a gentle kiss and stood up.

"Aye. Let's go lass" Chibs obeyed and left the room following her.

The TM shelter was a mess for following hours. People were scared at first but Jax, Chibs and Clay managed to put everyone together to start doing what was needed. They divided into three groups - those six who would face the horde, those fifteen who will get ready for the battle here at the safe house including Clay, Bobby, Ratboy and the twelwe new recruits and the third and biggest group of people who would go to Mayans place with all the supplies they decided to take and be ready to leave Charming in case any part of the plan goes wrong.

Six bikes were ready for departure of the first group. Several cars were loaded with food, meds, some other usefull stuff. And everyone was working on fortifications they already had and the new ones. They were building covers on the territory of the safe house to have places to hide and shoot from. They made the watchtowers more protected, covering it's walls with steel sheets. Everything that could be done to give some advantages on the battlefield was done in no time.

In the middle of the night when they finished everything, Chibs was sitting on the table in front of the clubhouse smoking and trying to clear his thoughts. It was when he heard voices from inside.

"I need you to take care of Abel and Thomas, Tara!" Jax exclaimed.

"But guys might need a medic here! Boys can stay with Gemma!" That was Tara.

Chibs smirked. He knew it won't be easy to convince Tara to leave and stay away from the club. He hoped Jax would succeed though.

"Our sons need their mother!" Jax didn't care to talk quiet, he obviously was nervous as hell.

"And their father as well, Jax, but you will be in the middle of nowhere with this fucking horde of emties following you. I want to stay and help" Tara had her point though.

"Fucking shit, why don't you ever listen to me! I was away from any risk for ages allowing my brother to die for us. I'll go and you have to stay safe, please" Jax begged and there was silence for awhile.

Soon Jax appeared, leaving the clubhouse he approached Chibs and sat next to him.

"I can't believe how stubborn she is, Chibby" Jax smirked with grief on his face.

"Did you convince her, Jackie boy?" Chibs passed him a cigarette.

"She said she needed to think of it" Jax shrugged and took a drag of the cigarette.

"Aye. She'll be okay, kid. We all will be okay" Filip sighed heavily.

"Why did Clay ask you to stay earlier?" Jax suddenly asked after several minutes of silence.

"Fuck" Chibs laughed nervous and looked at Teller "It's about your sis. I had no chance to talk to you but I have to tell you. We're kinda together now"

"With Y/N?" Jax stood up and turned to Chibs confused "What do you mean kinda?"

"We didn't discuss it just yet, Jackie boy. I love her but we'll have to deal with it after... this. All of this" Telford looked him in the eyes and shrugged.

"And Clay knows? And you're still alive?" Teller laughed. This whole thing seemed to entertain him.

"Aye, he let me live since we don't have enough people" Chibs chuckled "I better go though, till your sister decided to kill me instead"

He hugged Jax shortly and headed to Y/N's dorm where he knew she was waiting for him to come. They had one more night together and God only knew what could've happened later.

[dreaming-hibi]

I just tried to imagine those italians actually sitting down to watch the usual 2 movies on italia 1 that (used to?) happen every Saturday. Of course, immediately followed by bloodshed because they get into fights over the popcorn and stuff like that.

Anyway, tenth generation.

Well, the Tsuna-Yamamoto-Gokudera trio has been seen to hang out together quite often, so I would imagine they would do it on weekends too. Maybe playing video games and whatnot.

On their own, well, I think Gokudera works part-time? Pretty sure I read somewhere he works more than one or two jobs. Yamamoto would either be training or helping his dad out at the restaurant. Tsuna on the other hand would be playing video games late into the night, only to have his gaming session interrupted by Reborn pulling the plug on him.

I think someone like Ryohei would definitely pass his weekends training. Like, I cannot see him doing anything else. Maybe if he happens to catch the trio out somewhere, he joins them and they all go out to play bowling. Obviously, they would end up destroying a thing or two but that's just part of the fun <3

Hibari would sooner die then hang out with any of them. Actually, I think it's more likely that he goes out patrolling the streets, meets the others and proceeds to try and fight them because they are crowding. So, to me, Hibari would either patrol (with the risk of causing bodily harm to others) or sleep. However, if I had to give a funnier answer, maybe Hibari goes to those themed cafés and let himself be surrounded by cute and small animals while drinking tea (possibly causing the café to be completely empty except for him because, again, no crowding or he will bite to death).

Does Mukuro count? I don't want to count him, but he's probably hanging out with his Kokuyo gang. Doing something in particular? Probably just getting annoyed by them or doing whatever activity they have available in that amusement park of theirs. Though, now he has a small child in the form of Fran, and he goes to sleep early so maybe Mukuro is enjoying some relaxing weekends reading books on the sofa.

Chrome would definitely get invited to sleepovers with the girls, and they would do things like eating cake, sharing stories, painting each other's nails and doing each other's hair. If she's not with Kyoko and the others, then she's probably with the Kokuyo gang.

At eight o'clock they meet at the park and square up.

Then they go back to whatever they were doing like nothing happened.

Also! Simon! I didn't forget about them, and if tenth generation they're probably included there somewhere!

I think Simon, being as close as they are, probably spend their weekends together at home. If they go outside somewhere, they do it all together. I can see them hanging out at the mall or even meeting with Tsuna's group and going out to play games together, like bowling or baseball at a batting center.

I have no idea if someone has said it before but

What does the tenth gen do on Friday/Saturday nights?

The backstory: I was thinking about the Italian cast (well, mostly Squalo, Xanxus and Dino) sharing the stories of their teenage weekends. Which comprise a whole lot of teenage drinking and a good amount of parties.

So the question got to me: what does the tenth gen do on the weekends? Not necessarily all together, even alone or in smaller groups

(yes khr fandom, this is an open call to reblog with your ideas on the topic)

[sweet-villain]

Reach~ E.M

Anonymous asked:

A little aphmau moment here but imagine the reader doesn't know how to swim and the group (can be whoever) is at the beach with like a Waterpark connected to it and one of the slides (a big slide) goes to the ocean but someone in the group told her that it just lead to shallow waters in the park (only they know she cant swim) and after she went down the person finds out it leads to the ocean by one of the workers and he flips out and everyone is wondering why and the person is like "She can't swim!" And Eddie freaks out and goes after her and saves her (happy ending btw you can make that part up)

Your fingers fidgeted when Steve suggested to drive down to the beach just a little outside of Hawkins, your arms wrapped around yourself feeling the anxiety trickle up your spine.

You weren't too fond of the water. Why? Because you didn't know how to swim. You were ashamed to even mention it to your friends.

Eddie had noticed the way you got silent when Steve asked if the beach was a good idea. There was no response from you. You had a dazed look on your face looking at the wall that was in front of you. Eddie gotten off from where he was sitting as he stood in front of you in your line of vision.

His head tilts to the side as his brown doe eyes are filled with concern.

" Y/N?" he calls out to you. But you are not responding and when he reaches his hand to move your hair away from your face, his finger tips softly tap against your cheek to catch your attention.

" Huh?" you asked bringing yourself out of your thoughts. Steve, Robin, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Max, El and Will were looking at you with concern. They haven't heard a word from you for a few moments.

" Are you okay sweets?" Eddie asks. " You haven't said anything when Harrington said we should all go to the beach"

" Oh, sorry. Zoned out" you chuckled waving your hand around like it was nothing. Your mind was too preoccupied in thinking about the beach and the water. How were you going to tell them that you couldn't swim?

" Beach sounds fun" you nodded, rubbing a hand up and down your arm. Eddie takes notice of the goosebumps that seem to have ghosted there and his eyes go back to you, looking at the expression on your face. He looks back at the gang to see them in their own conversation.

" What's the matter?" He asks, looking back at you. He steps closer that his shoes are close to yours. " Is everything okay?" He asks in a whisper.

" Yeah" you lied. Eddie has been your best friend since you were a freshman in high school, the two of you ended up bumping into each other at the hallway a lot and Eddie just happened to start a conversation with you. The rest was history.

He knows you like no other and knows when your not okay.

" What is it, sweets?" he asks. " You can talk to me" he says.

" It's stupid" you say, shrugging as you look away. He shakes his head with his eyebrows knitted together. " It's not stupid if your struggling to tell me what it is"

You sighed, you weren't going to win this one, " I don't know how to swim."

His brown doe eyes soften as he hears you.

" Did no one ever teach you? Your mom? Dad?" He asks

" No, my mom always told me the water was never safe for me. My dad didn't care really. You know" you shrugged. Eddie knows about your home life, your mom is barely around. Your dad is always away on business trips, he's never home leaving you to fend to yourself. You learned the things you know how to do, on your own. There was never a parental figure in your life to teach you things about life or the things you needed to know.

Eddie frowns as he places a hand on your shoulder, " Hey it's okay. You don't have to swim. I'll be there to watch you"

" Okay, thank you Eds" he smiles as he pulls you into a hug.

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Your head looks out the window of Eddie's van as you sit in the passenger seat, nervously biting your lips as Eddie drove. Steve had Robin, Dustin, Mike and Max with him while Eddie had El, Lucas and Will in the back of the van.

Your heart sped up seeing the sight of the blue water ahead. Hand shakily reaching toward the door handle when a hand stops you. Your head looks over at Eddie.

" It's going to be okay. I won't let anything happen to you" he says as he squeezes your hand. You nod as he lets your hand go. El, Lucas and Will have already gotten out of the van racing towards the beach.

" Hey!" Steve shouts at them seeing them run off, but he sighs watching Dustin and Mike saying they were racing each other to see who reaches the others first. " Come on!" Steve throw his hands up in disapproval. Robin sinkers watching his mom activate mode as she watches him turn around in the car to get the bags that had the things they needed for the beach.

" Looks like Harrington have his hands full" Eddie mutters. Eddie is wearing a Metallica shirt with red swim shorts and instead of his Reeboks or his boots, he has sandals on his feet just like yours. They are red.

His hair is tied in a loose bun and he has his rings still on, refusing to leave them behind. He still wanted to look metal.

You gasp as you eyed the water park next to the beach, there is blue huge slide that goes into the ocean that has your breath go uneven. Eddie notices the gasp as he turns his head to look at what your looking at.

" Now that's metal!" he says, clapping his hands together as his brown doe eyes widen with excitement. You let out a whimper seeing it go out in the ocean.

" Don't worry, I won't let you go on it" Eddie reassures you placing his arm around your shoulder as he tugs you to him.

" Are you two going to keep flirting or are you going to help us?" Robin asks. Eddie and you turn your head to her as she has bags in her hands.

" We are not flirting!" your cheeks beet red as you rush over to her taking two bags off of her. One of them is Dustin's and one of them is Els.

" Munson!" Steve shouts as he is already walking towards where the kids are with bags in his hands. Eddie shakes his head out of his thoughts as he rushes over, catching up with you and Robin.

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Your eyes follow the sounds that you hear from the large slide that goes into the ocean. The one that you aren't going on. You can hear the people go down on it, looks like fun.

You frowned wishing you could have as much fun as them.

You had left the gang to go explore on your own as Eddie went to swim with Dustin, not knowing that you had left the spot on the towel where he told you to wait for him. You were bored and you told Robin who was laying underneath the umbrella that you were going to be back.

She waved her hand to you as she laid there, not paying attention.

" It's not as scary as it looks" your head turned to see a brunette boy with hazel eyes, sporting a blue working uniform with black trunks. He had a whistle around his neck and his name on his shirt read " John."

" I don't like it" you say hearing someone go down the slide. He shrugs, " It doesn't really go into the deep end. It's really shallow. When you go down, your legs with find there way to the floor right away. Nothing to be afraid of" John says.

You eyed the slide one more time.

" You're going to have fun, trust me" he says. " Look at everyone go, some of them have been on this twice or three times. I saw a girl about your height rush over to the slide saying again and again."

You twirl the necklace around your neck with your fingers feeling the goosebumps up your arms.

" You sure it's shallow? I will be safe?" you asked. You didn't really trust this so called co worker with the name like John but you wanted to badly go down the slide. The laughter and screams coming from it, made you want to do it.

You didn't want to just sit and do nothing.

" You'll be safe" he nods.

" alright" you nodded as you headed towards the steps of the blue long slide that has your heart clenched and stomach tied in knots.

Eddie had emerged from the water, throwing Dustin in there one more time as he moved the hair away from his face that glued there as he headed towards where Robin is laying and you were suppose to be waiting.

He frowns and pauses in his step as he doesn't see that your there. He picks up his paces as he lets his hair down from the wet messy bun he had his hair in and letting his hair hang in front of his face.

" Robin?" He asks, calling her attention. She sits up on her elbows, moving her sunglasses down her nose as she looks at Eddie.

" Yes?" He motions towards your towel.

" Where is Y/N?"

" She went somewhere, I think" Robin looks around as if she would find you with her line of sight but she doesn't and looks over back at Eddie. " Don't know"

Eddie continues to frown as he turns around to see if you were near the water. No. He turns to see if you had walked off to talk to someone. No. He doesn't see you. His stomach clenches not finding you anywhere.

You told him you'd stay and wait for him.

" She probably went to get a drink or something" Robin tries to ease his nerves as he keeps looking around.

Meanwhile you stare down at the slide, water seeping down on it to help you move when you went down the slide. Your heart races seeing how far up you were. You look back at one of the workers that stood there with his hand on the slide as he waits for you to go down.

" Don't worry your pretty head, you'll be okay" He mutters, bringing his sunglasses down to his nose and pops his gum in his mouth. You sit on the edge of the slide with your arms crossed on either side on your chest as you leaned back. The sun made your eyes squint up, you took a moment to take deep breathe.

You got this, you told yourself.

Then it felt like a fresh breathe of air as you began to slide down. Your eyes snapped open as you watched yourself slide down the blue long slide, biting your lips feeling like you were coming closer and closer to the ocean.

It was in your line of sight when you dropped into the ocean. The coldness of the water catches you in surprise but your heart beats faster as you reach up, flap your arms in the water.

You desperately tried to reach out for anything or anyone.

" She's drowning!" someone shouted.

" Oh my god!" another screamed. You kept kicking your legs and flapping your arms. This is how it's going to end for you.

Eddie had heard screams in the ocean that someone couldn't swim. That someone was drowning. His brown doe eyes widen in fear as his legs pick up the pace.

" What is happening?" Robin asks as she sits up watching Eddie run. One of the worker were running to into the water, but Eddie pushes him away as the worker falls into the water with a gasp.

Eddie is swimming his way to you. He can see it's you that is flapping around. He tires to swim faster and his heart sinks seeing you go under. He dives into the water, watching your eye close and small bubbles emerge from your mouth.

He grabs you bridal style out of the water, gasping once he reaches the top as he swims with you in his arms.

" I got you" he keeps telling you that even though your limp in his arms. When he reaches to the beach, putting you down. Steve and the rest of the gang take notice that it's you.

" She couldn't swim. She doesn't know how" Eddie mumbles. The rest of the gang frown, they didn't know that you couldn't swim.

" I need to do cpr" Steve kneels down as he helps Eddie do cpr. The two of them worked together, and when Eddie blows into your mouth one more time, you cough out water as you sit up to clutch your stomach.

Your coughing and squinting your eyes at the sun. Your eyes adjust to what is going on as you move back with your eyes widen seeing people around you.

" Give her some space!" Dustin says as he shouts. Some of the people move back.

" Y/N..." you hear the voice of your best friend. You look over to him seeing his brown eyes glossy with tears as he wraps his arms around you. " I thought I lost you" he mumbles into your hair as he rocks you in his lap.

" Not by a long shot" you tell him. He pulls away with his hands on your face. " Y/N"

" Oh just kiss her already, dingus!" Robin shouts with her hands up in the air. Steve looks at her like what the hell.

" What? They both like each other" Eddie and your cheeks are beet red, but your hands falls onto his face with your finger tracing the adam's apple of his cheeks.

" Is it true Eds?" His brown doe eyes lock with yours.

" Yes" He nods, shyly looking down at his lap. Your fingers bring his head up with two fingers under his chin.

" I like you too Eds, your my hero" He leans in, hesitantly knowing that people were watching. You smirk grabbing onto the back of his neck bringing his head down as you capture your lips with his.

[nesorune]

headcanon that ryan follows buster & family to the moon theater and asks to join

however his singing needs work. and guess who walks in at the perfect time? johnny. so, after the initial surprise of seeing each other, moon asks johnny to help ryan with his singing and they bond through their shared love for both singing and dancing

obviously, johnny is elated to help teach his former dance partner, and is eager to start right away. the two get close fairly easily, and ryan is quickly accepted into the group. however, after a while, johnny and ryan’s friendship spawns some complicated feelings among the two

johnny falls in love first but ryan realizes first. johnny just thinks that these feelings he’s having are natural with someone you’re close to - while ryan, although falling in love later, realizes almost immediately that he’s crushing on his best friend

the two end up asking nooshy about these feelings 1 by 1. johnny asks what they are and ryan asks if he should act on them; nooshy immediately connects the dots and starts playing cupid, getting the others to help as well. eventually it gets to the point where they become blushing messes when someone even mentions the other

so now they’ve started avoiding each other. eventually the others realize and nooshy conspires to get them back together with a group outing to a carnival (with meena, alfonso, porsha, ash, ryan, johnny and herself). after meeting up and hanging out for a while, johnny sees meena and alfonso being all lovey dovey and is like. i want that

thats when it clicks for johnny. he imagines himself and ryan holding hands, hugging, you name it; and he can’t get his mind off of it. he eventually wanders off for a bit in an attempt to clear his mind and starts singing some love song in an empty skate park. the group sends ryan to find him

ryan knows where johnny is already, but when he hears singing, he’s drawn in. eventually, ryan ends up singing along, and johnny doesn’t notice until he opens his eyes and sees ryan next to him. startled, he tries to play it cool (failing miserably) and ryan sees through it easy

the sun’s setting. ryan asks why johnny left so suddenly, and johnny ends up ranting to ryan about these feelings he has and what he’s realized. ryan, feeling the same, empathizes with johnny (at this point they both know the other’s in love but johnny doesn’t know that ryan is in love with HIM and vice versa)

after talking for about 30 minutes, johnny (obliviously) asks ryan who his feelings are for. ryan gets tired of having to deal with keeping it from johnny and outright tells him

“i’m in love with you, johnny.” a million things start running through johnny’s mind.

(he’s in love with me? what will the others say? what will my dad think?) johnny is a wreck at this point, and the only word he can get out is “me?” he turns to look at ryan and realizes this is exactly what he wanted. for a moment he’s silent. then johnny gathers his courage and responds -

“…i think i’m in love with you too.”

it feels almost natural for johnny to say that, and for a moment it feels like a giant weight is lifted off his back - until he realizes what he’s said. “i mean, you know, i’ve been thinking about it and it’s okay if you don’t want to do anything but-”

ryan stops him quickly by standing up and holding out his hand, looking at johnny so lovingly. johnny hesitantly takes it and they walk back to the group hand in hand. now porsha, who came searching for the two (they were taking ages to return!), informs the group about it and tells them to stay chill

the group ends up coming back together and getting on a ferris wheel; at the top, the boys share a kiss. it’s dark by then, so the gang leaves after that. the two fall asleep together during the car ride and nooshy snaps a picture or two of them before waking them up when they’ve made it home

[taebaire]

okay i know it's been done a million times already but my random 4town headcanons need to go somewhere so they're going here

yes they aren't real yes they're in the movie for less than 5 minutes i just think they're neat :/

jesse: 22. not old! the big brother of the group, and not just in age. protective but not overbearing. looks out for the rest of his group members, especially the youngest two. long-suffering in the face of shenanigans, sometimes joins in on the shenanigans himself. sick driver, can be convinced to do donuts in empty parking lots if the boys beg hard enough and utilize taeyoung's puppy eyes. de facto leader of the group if robaire isn't around. adores his kids—the kids in question being two very large, very sweet dogs. the type of dog dad to dress his pups in those fashionable little dog sweaters and dog coats. big fan of cheese. i think he'd be a good cook, for some reason. the type to wake up early and spend an hour making breakfast for the others. resident bug handler in the event of a rare bug sighting. snores. above average coleslaw enjoyer, eats t's coleslaw.

robaire: 20. seems like an only child, but gets along with everyone around him like he isn't. (the rivalry he's got going on with z doesn't negate that! it's friendly!) definitely a people person. probably looks you right in the eye while you're speaking to let you know he's listening. impatient at times, but generally understanding and easygoing and undeniably charismatic. insanely good at roller skating—can and will embarrass the hell out of everyone else at the roller rink. one of those people who sings everywhere, announces his presence with the smooth riffs and runs of someone who knows they've got a killer voice. doesn't cry often, but holds the title of member most likely to cry first at any given opportunity. big on personal grooming. line-ups always crisp, skin always moisturized. do not ask him to look at anything with more than 6 legs. french immersion kid and wearer of crop tops. average coleslaw enjoyer.

aaron z: 20. chill. isn't really into amusement parks, will pass out on any rollercoaster taller than 20 feet. has been designated as official prize winner and bag holder whenever they go. a baller (duh), but seems like he'd also be a very good soccer player or surfer. has a good sense of humor despite his naturally shy and somewhat stoic disposition. has a nice laugh, too—this soft, warm sound that starts low in his chest and comes out the easiest when t is around. the type of person who'll give you all their attention and prompt you to continue if you're being spoken over in a group. probably funny to tell him things like "it's okay, i'll just ask robaire" or "robaire would do it for me" and watch his competitive nature kick in even after he's already said no. professional eye roller. likes running around with jesse's kids dogs, doesn't mind when they jump up on him for pets. average coleslaw enjoyer.

aaron t: 19. probably plays minecraft. (dirt survival house gang.) responds in the groupchat with the worst memes imaginable because he gets a kick out of making everyone mad. very goofy and playful, but surprisingly good at reading the room and exhibiting emotional intelligence when things get serious. pure of heart, dumb of ass. flexes at himself—and z, if we're being honest—in the mirror of the dance studio. sleeps diagonally, limbs everywhere. socks with slides enthusiast. extensive snapback collection. 19 years old but still goes up the stairs of his childhood home on all fours like he's 10. (iykyk.) severely below average coleslaw enjoyer—will pass away and die if any coleslaw touches his food before jesse has the chance to take it. likes literally everything else, forever the one who asks "are you gonna finish that :D" before devouring leftovers like a vacuum.

taeyoung: 17. affectionately clingy and incredibly sweet. has a tendency to follow one of the others around like a duckling, robaire in particular. embodiment of the "looking for trouble—and if i cannot find it, i will create it" meme. bites as a love language. think about it! terribly cute and approachable. far too easy to underestimate, very hard to get angry at when he slowly but surely (and gently!) bites down on someone's unsuspecting forearm. enjoys physical contact—shoulders pressed together here, fingers curled loosely around a wrist there. cat lover. one of those people who can and will pick up a wild pigeon in a walmart parking lot. has seen every single ghibli movie and will take hostages to rewatch with him if no one volunteers. another good cook, probably the best in the group. average coleslaw enjoyer. licorice HATER.

4town as a whole: best friends, ride or die, with the matching rings to prove it. chaotic. genuinely enjoy hanging out with each other outside of work. they're going through it all together: the fame, the pressure, the ups and downs and everything in between. they aren't the first global pop sensations and they won't be the last, not by a long shot, but their experience is uniquely theirs, and i don't think anyone will understand it—and them—better than they understand each other.

(ages are approx. and yes i know group chats and current memes weren't a thing in 2002 but have mercy i am a 2000s baby!!)

[nerdyfangirl67]

With a Little Help From the Team - NCIS Reader Insert

Pairing: Tim McGee x fem!reader, Gibbs x daughter!reader (brief/vague)

Word count: 2717

Warnings: this was a pretty fluffy piece! (not gonna lie), mild language, reader is Gibbs’ daughter

Request: @ncisfan​ “Hello! I saw your post from this morning saying you didn’t have any requests for ncis at the moment and I wanted to make a request. If for some reason you don’t want to write it that’s okay but here’s my prompt,(Idk what to call it) The reader and McGee have been dating for years and McGee has to tell the whole team (Tony, McGee, Bishop, Gibbs. That team please!) including her dad (Gibbs, cause why not?) when he wants to propose. You can decide on if they say yes or no but I hope you’ll write it. Sorry if I’m overwhelming you I just wanted to make a request”

A/N: I know I’ve told you this @ncisfan​ , but I absolutely love this idea! And a McGee x reader? Yes please! I did put this in both McGee’s and the reader’s point of view and changed it up a bit. (Yeah, I got super involved in this one and it got longer than I thought…and took far longer than I thought) I hope you enjoy it darling!!

Tim stands in the bullpen, nervously trying to find the right words to tell the team about you, the team of which just so happened to include the one man capable of making him feel like a young schoolboy still wet behind the ears, especially since that one man had a lot to do with what Tim was about to say.

Tim takes a deep breath to gather his last bit of courage and confidence, which promptly fades away the moment he starts talking.

“I uh…well you know that I’ve been seeing, no dating…dating Y/N.” Tim stutters out as his nerves get the better of him, completely fumbling the carefully planned out speech he had come up with prior to meeting with Gibbs.

Gibbs narrows his steely blue eyes as he wordlessly nods his head, telling Tim to continue.

“Things have been going well, really well actually. And I’ve been wanting to, or meaning to…not that I was putting it off, because I wasn’t. That’s the last thing-”

Gibbs cut him off with a “Spit it out McGee.”

“What I’m asking is for your permission, no..that’s not - I want to propose to her.” He was speaking so fast, his words were nearly running together, his sentences jamming together into one that didn’t make much sense.

Gibbs doesn’t say anything at first. Instead, he continues to stare at Tim, looking for any trace of deception in his face. “Why?” He asks gruffly, startling Tim.

“Wh-why?” Tim squeaks out, an uneasy feeling weighing on his chest as he tries to find the right words to answer a question he hadn’t prepared for.

“Yes, McGee. Why? Why do you want to marry my daughter?” Gibbs pauses, still evaluating Tim and his reaction. “Why should I want you to marry my daughter?”

Tim takes a deep breath, a sudden burst of confidence washing over him as he realizes that the answer to such a question was right in front of him. “Because I love her… honestly, I have for a long time, even before we started dating. And, more than anything, I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I want to spend every day that I have left in this life showing her I love her and cherishing her the way she deserves. I can’t imagine my life without her in it.”

Gibbs surprises him then, with a small smile and a hearty clasp to his shoulder. “Alright then, probie. Now all you have to do is tell her that and of course, ask her to marry you.”

Had it been any other girl, McGee might not be struggling as much to find the words. But you weren’t just any girl. You were not only Gibbs' daughter, something that caused him far more fear than he’d ever admit (he was dating the boss’ daughter after all), but you were also close with the other members of the team, which made this whole ordeal all the more nerve wracking.

You had come to know the members of the team through your job as a technical analyst for the Naval Criminal Investigative Service, meaning you spent most of your time hunting down case leads in a cubicle. Then, as you grew better at your job, and closer to Abby (who had had something to do with getting you on Gibbs team, although she’d never admit to it), you had been moved from that cubicle to a desk in Gibbs’ bullpen, unceremoniously joining the team, although not full-time as you still worked with the cyber/tech unit, your father thought so highly of (something he would never admit out loud, even to you).

You eventually became just as close to Abby as your father was, something Abby always attributed to ‘a Gibbs thing’, - “It must be a Gibbs thing because Y/N is just as great as Jethro and we just click.” Many times, if you weren’t working on a case, you could be found hanging out in the lab with Abby.

You and Tony were best friends, spending hours talking about movies and pranking each other. And, despite your “geeky background” of tech analysis, Tony never once teased you (a courtesy Tony had never given him). In fact, he had become something of a big brother to you, filling a role in your life you hadn’t ever thought you’d needed filled.

And then Ziva had joined the team, filling in little by little that hole that had been left after Kate’s death. Even with the high tension existing between Abby and Ziva, you and Ziva had hit it off right away, becoming fast friends. Eventually, despite the perceived oddness of your friendship, you, Abby, and Ziva became an inseparable trio, even occasionally ganging up together against Tony or Gibbs.

Suffice to say, you were important to the team, just as they were to you. And now Tim was faced with telling these people that he not only had been dating you (a relationship the two of you had decided to keep relatively quiet because of your line of work and the fact that you were often times coworkers), but that he was going to ask you to marry him, a proposal of which he was seeking the team’s help with.

“So, uh...I-well, I’ve been seeing, er...dating-” Tim starts, his mind scrambling as he tries to form a coherent sentence.

“McGee, the chickadee is out of the bag. We all know you’re dating Y/N.” Ziva says matter of factly,

“Cat, Ziva, the cat is out of -” Tony starts reflexively, before pausing and turning to Tim and then to Gibbs, his mouth hanging open. “Wait-what? You’re the one Y/N has been dating?” He asks incredulously.

Gibbs takes a step forward, slapping Tony on the back of the head. “Close your mouth DiNozzo.” Tony’s jaw snaps shut at the command.

“Keep talking McGee.” Gibbs says gruffly, his piercing blue eyes settling on Tim.

“I’m going to ask her to marry me.” Tim blurts out.

“We kind of knew that McGee.” Abby states, her lips pulled into a satisfied smirk. “I mean, you haven’t exactly been stealthy about ring shopping. Or buying the ring. Or getting it inscribed.” Abby lists off, earring a few incredulous looks from the other members of the team. “Y/N’s my best friend, okay? I had to make sure the ring was a good one.”

Tony turns to McGee. “McRomeo getting married? Why is this the first I’m hearing about it?” Tony steps forward to give Tim a good-natured shoulder shove. “You like it so you’re putting a ring on it, huh?” He asks with a Cheshire Cat-like grin on his face. Ziva is the one who moves to slap him in the back of the head this time.

“Ow, Ziva. What the hell was that for?” Tony asks, a hand already rubbing the spot Ziva had just smacked on the back of his head.

“When will you ever shut up and let McGee finish?” She questions, giving Tony a pointed glare. He opens his mouth to respond, but a hard look from Gibbs keeps him quiet.

Tim timidly clears his throat before continuing. “I’d like to do it here. And, um...I’d like to do it here, with all of you.” Smiles spread through the group at Tim’s words, several ideas already being blurred out by the more enthusiastic members of the team (it was Abby. Abby was already excitedly sharing ideas with the person sitting next to her, which just so happened to be Gibbs.)

——— You squeeze Tim’s hand before letting go, reaching for the handle to your car door. “See you at work.” You say with a soft smile before turning back towards your car.

“Let’s, um, let’s ride together today, to work I mean.” Tim stammers nervously, a hand on top of your driver’s side door, stopping you from leaving.

“Are you sure? I thought we were trying to keep this, us, quiet.” You ask, stepping away from your car and closer to him. He cups the side of your face with his hand, leaning forward to press a soft, chaste kiss to your lips.

“Just once, okay?” He asks quietly, a sheepish smile on his face.

You let out a small laugh. “Just this one time, alright Agent McGee?” You say with a smile, letting him take your hand and lead you towards his car. He opens the passenger door for you, closing it behind you before getting in the driver’s side. The entire ride into work is marked with Tim either giving you a huge dopey grin or a quick nervous glance, which only serves to make you suspicious, as if the insisting to ride together didn’t already.

Tim pulls into his usual parking spot, shutting off the car before turning to you. “How about we walk in together?” He asks hesitantly, a shy smile accompanying his question.

You quirk an eyebrow up at his question before responding, “Tim, it might make it pretty obvious what’s going on between us if we do that.” “Let’s do it anyway, Y/N.” He reaches over to squeeze your hand before climbing out of the driver’s side of the car and making his way to your side of the car. He opens the passenger door for you, offering you a hand to help you out, which you graciously accept. He continues to hold your hand after you are out of the car and as the two of you walk into the building, only letting go as the two of you go through security.

The two of you are the only ones on the elevator and for the entirety of the short ride, you can almost feel Tim vibrating beside you with some sort of nervous energy. You bring his hand up to your lips, pressing a gentle kiss to it before murmuring, “You okay?” He gives you a tight nod in response just as the elevator dings, announcing its arrival on your floor of the building.

You press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Have a good day Tim, I love you.” You say, moving towards the open doors of the elevator. Tim reaches a hand out, grasping yours and stopping your exit out of the elevator.

“I, uh, I’ve got to give you something. It’s in my desk drawer, in the...bullpen.” He stammers out, quickly retracting his hand to wipe it against his suit jacket.

“Oh, can I get it at lunch?” You ask, turning back towards the front of the elevator and pressing the button to reopen the doors.

“No.” He shouts, startling you enough that you take a step back away from the sliding doors. “I mean, come with me?”

“What is up with you today Tim?” You demand, his unexplained, unnatural behavior causing your suspicions to rise, a million questions running through your head.

“Just...please.” His voice is thick with emotion, his words coming out barely above a whisper.

You silently nod your head, stepping back into the elevator and allowing the doors to close as you press the button for the floor that the NCIS team resided on. You spare a look over at Tim, whose is rubbing his hands up and down his slacks, his face turned towards the ceiling of the elevator and his lips moving in silent words.

“Tim, what is going on? You’ve been acting weird all morning and I just-” The elevator dings, announcing your arrival on the floor of the bullpen and effectively cutting you off.

Tim puts a hand over the doors, stopping them from closing as he looks at you, his kaleidoscopic eyes pleading with you to understand and to trust him. You give a small nod, taking his outstretched hand in your own and following him to the bullpen.

Right away, you notice the lights over the area of the office you’d come to know as your father’s, as Gibbs’, were off. A flash of fear settles in your chest as you begin to picture all the possible scenarios as to why your father’s part of the office was empty and dark, none of them positive. You start to walk faster, almost pushing past Tim, to get to the bullpen. You suddenly stop short when your eyes fall on Tony’s desk.

Instead of finding your best friend seated at his desk or even finding his desk empty, you see that Tony’s desktop is covered with picture frames. Your curiosity wins out over the rising fear in your chest and you step closer to the desk to inspect the framed photos.

“Oh,” A breath of surprise leaves you as you realize that they were photos of you and of Tim, taken at different times in your relationship. A series of pictures of the two of you from your second date, taken in one of the photo kiosks that you find at the mall. The two of you making goofy faces at each other in the bullpen. You and Tim bent over a computer, faces serious as you both stare at the screen. You turn to Tim’s desk next, finding it filled with vases of flowers in your favorite color.

You move towards them, leaning down to inhale their fragrant scent, your gaze landing on your father’s desk and the photos scattered across the desktop, similar to Tony’s desk, except these were pictures you’d taken of the two of you. One of the pictures from your first trip together, from the date when Tim had told you he loved you, and the first case the two of you had worked on together and a series of selfies you’d taken with Tim at various times; all laid out like a timeline of your relationship.

After a few long moments, you lift your gaze towards Ziva’s desk, curiosity seizing you as you find her desk almost empty. You quickly make your way to the front of the desk, your eyes landing on the single piece of white paper, with only one small paragraph scrawled out in the middle of the page.

Y/N,

I love you and I have something I have wanted to tell you, or rather ask you, for a long time now. I know you’re probably wondering what that question is, so if you’d turn around, I’d like to ask you it.

You slowly turn around, the paper clutched to your chest and your heart racing in your chest as your eyes find Tim’s. He gives you a small, honest smile as he takes a step forward, his hands clasping around yours before he kneels down on one knee in front of you. Your breath catches in your throat as you realize what is happening.

“I’ve loved you for years. First, as a friend, and then as a boyfriend, and now...now I want to love you as your fiance, and eventually as your husband. Would you, Y/N Gibbs, do me the honor of being my wife?” In his hands is a modest red velvet ring box, a platinum band adorned with three small diamonds nestled on the inside of the open box.

A lump forms in your throat and as you try to speak, to say yes, nothing comes out. Instead, you nod your head vigorously and close the distance between the two of you. Tim stands fully just as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in against you. You vaguely register noise in the background, noise you later learn is from the various members of ‘your’ NCIS team, as you feel him kiss your cheek.  

“I love you.” You whisper softly before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, savoring in the feeling of his lips against yours.

“And I love you.” He gives you a deep kiss in return, leaning in to cup a hand along the back of your neck. After a moment, you pull back enough to smile widely at him, the realization that this man would become your husband, the man that you got to spend the rest of your life with, starts to dawn on you, filling you with elation and excitement, not only for your wedding but for the future you’d had with the man you loved.

Tagging:

@madamsnape921​ @ncisfan​ @thisiscalm-andits-doctor​

[ragingbookdragon]

Hell In A Cell

Batsis x Batfamily One-Shot

Word Count: 2K Warnings: Explicit Language and Violence

Author's Note: I can't believe I haven't put this one back up yet. Nothing's more fun than WWE references when you're kicking ass, ya feel? -Thorne

They could feel her eyes on them as they stared at their hands, too afraid to meet her gaze. Dick suddenly found the beds of his nails interesting, Jason and Tim kept looking at the steel seats they were sitting on, and Damian just turned towards the front. She sat opposite of them, on the bench against the other wall, leaning forward, her elbows on her knees. The last time any of them had looked, she had her fingers intertwined and pressed against her lips, her eyes cold and infuriated. After a few moments, Dick gathered the courage to look up from his nails and glanced at her.

He gave a fearful smile and asked, “Uh…sis? Are you still…mad?” Her eyes drifted to his and he visibly flinched from her gaze.

She tipped her mouth away from her fingers and seethed, “Mad is the smallest word for what I am right now.” The others flinched at her fury and looked up, taking in the image of their angered sister.

“It wasn’t that bad (Y/N). We’re just…detained…” Jason’s words died as (Y/N) turned her eyes to him.

“I told you four chuckleheads that the property we were on was protected, but nooooo, ‘we’ll just be in there for five minutes. No one is going to find out’.” She growled as she stood, flinging her arms out to gesture around them.

“Well guess what?! Someone found out! And now we’re stuck in a goddamn jail cell at GCPD, waiting for dad to come bail us out!” Each of their necks disappeared into their shoulders.

Tim spoke quietly. “At least none of us got hurt.”

“It doesn’t matter if none of us got hurt! This is going to be all over the news tomorrow! ‘Billionaire Bruce Wayne’s kids found trespassing on personal property’.” She looked at them as she snapped, “Do you have any idea what this is going to do to our reputations?!”

She turned to Tim. “What this can and will do to the company and future deals?!” (Y/N) sat back down and dropped her head into her hands. “We’ll be lucky to come out of this unscathed.” She groaned loudly and rubbed her face with her hands, sighing tiredly, “Dad’s going to be so pissed when he gets here.”

“Father will not be angry at us sister. He will understand what we were doing.”

(Y/N) let out another heavy sigh and from behind her hands, she muttered, “Oh, he’s going to be angry. He’s going to blow a gasket he’s going to be so angry. I highly doubt—”

A shout from the back of the room cut her off. “Will you five shut the hell up? God, you’ve been complaining ever since you got in here.” The comments made the four boys turn their heads to a group sitting in the back.

(Y/N) pulled her head up and turned, her voice dark as she retorted, “Buddy, I’m in a less than stellar mood right now and unless you don’t want me to show you what your insides look like—I’d advise you to shut the fuck up.”

Her threat made him stand up and he started walking towards her, his group of thugs following in tow. “What did you just say to me rich-bitch? Wanna repeat that?”

When he finally stopped walking, he was right in front of her, and she could see her brothers beginning to rise from their seats for a quick defense. She raised a few fingers in their direction, telling them to wait.

(Y/N) looked up at him as she rose from her seat, coming nose to nose with him. She pulled the most intimidating face she could muster and repeated, “I said, unless you want me to show you what your insides look like…shut the fuck up.”

The man turned to his friends and started laughing, causing them to follow in suit, then he turned back to her. “I don’t think you understand the position you’re in sweetheart.” He motioned to his friends. “We’re in Two-Face’s gang.” He motioned to a group in the corner. “And those clowns work for Joker.”

He turned back to her and reached out, shoving her shoulder. “You’re locked in here with us. Imagine what we’ll do to five rich kids that don’t have any bodyguards to protect ‘em.” The others laughed, and (Y/N) shot a quick glance to her brothers along with a nod before looking back at the man and letting out a dark chuckle. A feeling of apprehension came over them as they stopped laughing.

She flashed him an unsettling grin and leaned forward, whispering, “No pal, I don’t think you understand. We aren’t locked in here with you.” Her brothers rose, moving to her sides and she leaned back. “You’re locked in here with us.”

The man’s eyes widened, and she jerked forward to grab the back of his neck and slammed his head into the seat she’d previously been sitting on. He dropped and the cell went dead silent.

The gang members in the back had stood up, and (Y/N) looked at the ones in front of her. “Who’s next?” No one moved an inch, and she tipped her head side-to-side. “C’mon jackasses, we’re gonna be here all night. We might as well get this over with.”

The gang members looked at each other before nodding and they turned to her and her brothers. “You’re so going to regret that.”

(Y/N) tipped her head and gave a quick glance to her brothers, grinning evilly. “Whoever knocks out the most thugs gets to come with me to Tokyo next week.” They matched her grins and they got into fighting stances.

She turned back to the group and taunted, “Let’s dance.”

***

They all collapsed onto the metal benches, sweating and bleeding; (Y/N) glanced at Dick who was holding the collar of his shirt to his busted lip. “You good Dickie?”

He looked at her and tossed her a thumbs up, and she turned to Jason. “How’s the nose?” He grunted and held his nose before sucking in a breath and shoving it back into place with a sickening crunch. The others winced at the sound, and Jason let go of his nose, slamming his head back into the wall a few times.

“I’ll take it that you’re better now?” He raised a few fingers and she reached down, tearing a piece of one of the unconscious gang-member’s shirts and tossing it to Tim. “Put that on your eyebrow Timmy.” He caught it and raised it to his left eyebrow that had been spilt open.

He nodded at her and she finally looked at Damian who was continually spitting blood on the floor. “You alright Dami?”

He spat once more and looked at her. “I got a tooth knocked out.”

The others turned to him and leaned forward, trying to see. “Lemme see!”

He opened his mouth, pointing to a tooth in the bottom left of his mouth. “It was a baby tooth, so there’s no problem.”

Jason snorted, but immediately regretted it as he reached up to hold his nose; he turned to Damian. “You’re thirteen and you still have baby-teeth?” Damian’s retort was cut off by a tennis shoe whacking Jason in the head, and they turned to see (Y/N) reclining against the wall.

“Jason don’t be a douchebag.” He grumbled at her and rubbed the side of his head, but conceded, and silence filled the cell once again.

After a few moments, the sound of footsteps came from down the hall and they all turned their heads to see their father, Alfred, and Gordon staring at them in shock. They flashed sheepish smiles, and (Y/N) waved a hand. “Hey dad, hey Alfie…hey Commissioner Gordon.”

“What in God’s name happened here?!”

(Y/N) looked around at the ground littered with unconscious gangmembers and turned back, grinning. “Uh…they got their asses kicked six ways from Sunday.”

“Why?!”

“Well, first they insulted us, and secondly, they put their hands on us. So technically, we were well within our rights to whoop ass.”

Her father glared at her and rebuked angrily. “(Y/N) Wayne, not another word.” She gave him a mock salute and shut her mouth; Bruce turned to Gordon and began discussing something, and a few minutes later, her and her family were walking out to the waiting car.

They all climbed in and waited for Bruce to start yelling at them; no words came from him, but they could tell he was seething with rage. A few moments went by and they pulled into an abandoned parking lot.

Bruce turned around and let them all have it. “You’re all off patrol for two months. Reason number one, the trespassing. Reason number two, the Hell in a Cell you five had.” He paused and threw his hands in the air. “What the hell were you five thinking?”

They all looked at (Y/N) who rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Yeah sure, look at the oldest and expect her to explain.” They giggled at her and she turned to her dad. “First and foremost, I can’t believe you just used a WWE term. Secondly, they were thugs, and we were attacked. So, by default, we just responded naturally.”

“And breaking skulls and bones is natural?”

“Is that a legit question?”

“Don’t make me ground you, young lady.”

(Y/N) grunted at him. “I’m twenty-six. You can’t ground me. I don’t even live at home.”

The others watched them bicker until Bruce raised a hand. “Enough. We’ll discuss this at home.”

“Again, I don’t live with you. I live on my own.”

“(Y/N) Wayne.”

“Alright…whatever.” He turned back around and nodded to Alfred, and the car began moving once more.

After a few minutes of silence, Jason cleared his throat and nonchalantly mumbled, “Not that it’s super important right now…but I get to go to Tokyo with you next week.”

“The hell you do! I knocked out the most thugs!”

“No, you didn’t replacement. I did.”

“Neither of you Robin failures completed the challenge correctly. I won it.”

“Not to be rude little D, but you would be incorrect. I won the challenge.”

“Ain’t nobody asked you Dickhead.” This spurred an even bigger fight as the four of them began to bicker in the backseat, and (Y/N) groaned, leaning forward and rested her chin on Bruce’s shoulder.

His head tipped downwards, and he eyed her. “What’s wrong with you?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and mumbled, “I gotta them all to Tokyo next week because we aren’t going to be able to figure out who knocked out the most.”

Bruce sighed, but a small grin crossed his lips, and after a few seconds he murmured, “You won the most knocked out, didn’t you?”

“Oh totally.”

“That’s my badass daughter.”

“Hell yeah.”

“Master Bruce! Ms. (Y/N)! Your language!”

They both glanced at Alfred and said, “Sorry Alfred.” They looked back at each other before sharing a smile, then the sound of flying fists reached their ears and they both sighed. Then,

“OW THAT WAS MY NOSE!”

“AND THAT WAS MY LIP!”

“OW YOU LITTLE SPAWN! THAT’S MY ARM YOU’RE BITING!”

(Y/N) glanced over her shoulder and looked at her fighting brothers: Jason had Dick in a headlock while giving him a noogie, and Tim was trying to remove Damian’s teeth from his forearm. She turned back around and looked at Alfred and her dad.

“Do you guys wanna come with me instead of them?”

Bruce eyed her with an eyebrow raised. “Do you really think leaving the city to the four of them is a good idea?”

(Y/N) thought for a moment before muttering, “I mean it’s not a great idea, but it’s an idea nonetheless.”

“One that’s bound to end up in a city on fire.”

“…Yeah you got me there.” She paused a slight second before affirming, “But the offer still stands.”

“No (Y/N).”

“But I don’t want to take them with me.”

“Too bad.”

“Fuck my life.”

“MS. (Y/N)! LANGUAGE!”

[dancingintherainwithchifuyu]

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

ANDI know you just made a request of mine but I can order another one with Takemitchy's little sister who knows the first generation of Black Dragon (Shinishiro survive somehow) can you make her knowledgeable Shinishiro , imaushi , takeomi and Benkei Please 

Shinichiro had managed to escape another gang with a few scratches and bruises, he didn't expect a kid to rush up to him looking worried.

She had demand to help him treat his injuries.

He missed this, why couldn't Emma and Mikey be like this!?

She looked around 6?

"Michi nii always gets into fights"

She pouted while placing hello kitty band-aids all over his injuries.

She carried these around for her brother?

How precious.

Takeomi, Wakasa and Keizo found Shinichiro talking to a kid at the park, he was covered in pink band-aids.

"You got into a fight?"

"I got away, dont lecture me"

The girl immediately stared up at Kezio "did you drunk lots of milk?"

"Will I grow big if I drink lots of milk?"

She continued questioning him not giving him time to answer.

"Are you lost?"

"Nuhuh waiting for Michi nii"

Shinichiro had suggested that they should keep an eye on the girl since she helped him.

But the other knew it was because he didnt want to leave her alone.

She didnt seem to lose energy at all even if she kept running around the whole time.

"I like your hair!" She said to Wakasa the male simply just smiled at her and ruffled her hair.

After the sun has set and the girl ran to a blonde approaching her, Shinichiro relaxed getting up to go lecture the boy about leaving his sister at a park.

But once he saw Mikey walking up to the siblings he sighed "now it makes sense"

221 notes • Posted 2021-10-13 14:11:30 GMT

#4

Oh look I found older Baji

237 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 11:14:23 GMT

#3

Imagine Bonten's youngest member and only female member

Dont get them wrong, their protective even if you can protect yourself.

Takeomi and Mikey kinda baby you, it's just their big brother instinct

Sanzu?? Yeah he likes annoying the shit out of you.

Mochi acts more like dad, please don't go around being reckless

Kakucho kinda acts like a body guard, will lecture the other if they annoy you.

Please please don't show up hurt.

For the sake of their mental health

And the group who hurt you.

Sanzu will slaughter them on Mikey's orders.

238 notes • Posted 2021-11-10 04:44:54 GMT

#2

Red thread

With Draken

He honestly believed Emma was his soulmate (I love Emma but I need her for this prompt)

The thought never crossed his mind that you'd be his soulmate.

You were blessed to see threads, so you kept quiet and to yourself.

When Draken learns he and Emma aren't connected, he asks you to cut the strings

He doesn't know that your threads are connected

So you decide to cut his thread from yours.

Which causes you to forgot about him.

It's only later that he learns the truth

263 notes • Posted 2021-10-31 18:10:28 GMT

#1

Viriclity 

(N) naive,  innocent. 

Single dad Shinichiro 

Shinichiro x daughter reader

Warnings: Shitty mother,Abandonment, death

@lostinthe-jojos

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306 notes • Posted 2021-10-26 11:11:42 GMT

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[toxooz]

Hi :) So, I was reading an article about how (bEcAuSe oF tHe PaNdEMiC) San Clemente, California filled its skatepark with sand. They claim it was to deter skateboarders into social distancing but it's honestly a Karen move because they can safely social distance and skateboard in an outdoor park lol. So I have to know; How would the gang handle something like that happening? I imagine they get their fair share of Karens and whiny entitled people complaining and chasing them around for skating...But now I'm also imagining that being a bad time if someone harasses Ponti 🤣

lord that would honestly be a damn near joker origin story for Ollie at that point SHEESH i dont think anyone in the group would want to be around him if he discovered that😂 He would probably go on a 30 minute rampage abt how the city would gleefully let the park rot away and not do shit for it if it weren't for him alone to bust his lil ass night and day to restore it and yet they can fill it up with SAND OF ALL THINGS???FUCKING SAND?? seemingly overnight lorDDDD he would probably hunt down every single name and address of everyone involved with that decision and borrow a excavator and a dumptruck that he would teach Ponti to operate from One Of His Buddies and evenly distribute the sand in every single one of their yards lmfao ofc Ponti would be like CRIMESCRIMESCRIMESCRIMES 8D as for the other part i dont think anyone messes with Ponti just by how he looks but im sure the alcoholic football dads who think they're 40 ft tall and bulletproof get up in his face occasionally which ofc doesnt end well sksksk😭

[idv-sunsxin3]

Ooh, I have an idea! What about VALE adopting a child from an orphanage together? But the child’s been there for so long, they’re in disbelief when the group decides to adopt them, and they think they’re joking?

VALE Adopting A Child

Header made by me (Art via Identity V Official Twitter)

{Headcanons/Scenarios}

Note: These HCs are kind of taken place after the survivors got out of the Oletus Manor.

———

After the ‘game’ ended, VALE didn’t want part ways and never see each other again… As their homes were very far away from each other to take a visit once per week.

Andrew and Luka are less likely to have somewhere to go to either- And Edgar didn’t want to see his gluttonous family again while Victor doesn’t want to get near to a certain mafia gang whom threatened to harm Wick-

So their solution was to live together.

Despite that they already have Wick to be concerned of, Andrew and Victor came up with a conversation about having a child running around their shared home. Victor was the one who seemed to want to be a parent someday.

Edgar didn’t agree to adopt a little devil at first, and that it was too soon for them to take responsibility on a young person-

But Luka somehow agreed anyway, saying that it would be fun to play with a kid instead of bothering others- which is a 3 vs. 1 vote X’D

Of course, the decision requires all of them to agree, so it took awhile for Edgar to reconsider it.

___

The first time you met the four was when you caught Wick’s attention. You liked dogs, so you couldn’t help but pet him happily as he licked your cheek- You noticed a blonde man approaching you two… Wick must be the man’s dog companion by how he happily barked as he jumped toward his arms. The man with honey eyes smiled your way, you used to find his grin intimidating…

???// Mhm! nwn

E-Eh???

The man was not saying anything but merely stared at you. He then turned around to face other three men. They seemed to get his message and the brunette man with an eyepatch went towards you with an excited look.

#1???// Oh, Victor! You already decided the child?

Victor// Mhm!

#2???// This one? There’s no second thought…?

Victor// *Moves his hands around as if he’s doing sign language*

#3???// So the rest of the kids are scared of Wick, unlike this one…

#2???// Ah… Luca, Andrew, Victor… Are you three sure…?

Andrew// E-Edgar, we can just get to know the child a little bit and consider it, No need to rush…

Luca// *Looks at you* Hello there! What’s your name? :D

You were having trust issues at first, since no one accepted to adopt you as their own child for years- They seemed nice, despite that Edgar was looking quite grumpy. However, you still don’t see why they ended up deciding to adopt you…

Since you were quite old enough to know some things, they told you that it was already time for you to be accepted by people.

___

Victor was selectively mute, he spoke in the rare times but usually interacted with sign language. So he had to somehow teach you sign language to understand him, with the help of Luca of course!

Imagine some kids looking at you and Victor communicating in sign language at a park, as you speak normally to your other three dads-

Random kid// Mom, what is that kid and that man doing?

Random kid’s Mom// Shhh- They’re talking in sign language, sweetie. Don’t mind them-

Random kid// Why?

Random kid’s Mom// As you can see, the man may possibly be… Mute.

Random kid//

Random kid// what’s mute?

Yes.

Luca will make you go to school-

No buts.

Fortunately, two of your dads were well-educated.

Edgar would help you with Art, as Luca would help you tackle science and math-

Luca makes the subjects more fun to learn surprisingly(after years of knowing your likings-). Though, he won’t give the answers easily, he would merely give you small hints to give a push.

And yes, Victor can assist you with reading and writing if you ever struggle with those subjects!

Luca was very easy to get along with, he loved to play games with you when he had the time.

He would eagerly teach you about every tool he used to fix broken items and work on inventions.

I can imagine him holding you up towards the sun very often and flex to any acquaintance who was near.

Luca// BEHOOOLD- THIS IS MY KID!!! >:D

Andrew was quite distant at first, but he warmed up to you at the end.

He had this motherly side where he takes in charge of laundry and cooking dinner-(he learned that from his mom-).

He would also patiently teach you how to cook his, Luca’s, and Edgar’s family recipes!

It would be a fun experience to do, since the culture between the three families were very distinct from each other.

He always told the prayers for all of you before eating, and read bible stories to you before bedtime.

Edgar wasn’t very talkative with you and often avoided you as possible, but he couldn’t just ignore his child forever as if he haven’t adopted you-

So he attempted his best to get to know you more and learn how to love you as a member of his family.

Once you both feel more comfortable with one another, Edgar would start to nag you when it comes to your health.

Edgar was willing to teach you etiquettes and manners, and even offer to raid malls with him for some good shopping-

He was still an important figure in his family name, so he would drag you to social events with him once in a while as long as you were well-behaved.

Seeing you draw the entire family (including Wick) makes him feel… Woah.

Edgar had the proud dad vibes as he shamelessly hanged the framed drawing in the living room, above the fireplace.

Edgar// Luca, listen-

Luca// ???

Edgar// A child can draw better than you-

Luca// >:'v

Luca// I mean, you are not wrong-

[oh-boy-me]

I just read both the australia and museum post and the chaos levels are top tier, but like imagine the chaos that ensues if lord diavolo discovers about amusment parks and immediately just buys tickets to disneyland. Lucifer is basically the dad trying not to loose his children(lord diavolo included). Lord diavolo wanting to ride a loopy rollercoaster and just having the time of his life! (Also I highkey see diavolo ordering lucifer to make a disneyland in devildom tbh) Also mouse ear headbands!

This..... this took forever

Hey there anon!  Sorry it took literally a year to answer this!  If you’re still into Obey Me, I hope this was a pleasant surprise.

Also for the first time ever a scenario post is being put under the cut for length purposes.  This scenario is 2.6k words Jesus

Please note that the last time I went to Disney was in 2015, so anything that’s newer than that is taken from the extensive reading of Disney advice blogs I read in preparation for this post.  Anything older than that is likely from experience.

Also, I tried my best to keep this spoiler free for the attractions that can be affected by it.

--

So the Devildom DOES have the concept of amusement parks.  I slept on this ask for so long that we’ve learned about Devil’s Coast.  It seems to be more akin to a smaller-scale theme park, though.  Small-ish.  I’m used to NYC idk what constitutes as small.

Something like Disney World is on such a larger scale!!  When Diavolo heard about that, he knew they had to go.

They are going to Disney World in Orlando because it’s the only one I’ve been to.

Lucifer is REALLY getting tired of these field trips, but there would be no weird animals, and there would be no sobering lessons on global extinction events at a family-friendly amusement park.  He.  He can handle this.

Solomon has actually been banned from all Walt Disney theme parks.  We’re talking blacklist-level banned.  He’s barred from ever entering any Disney park ever again.  However, this was back in 1976, so this must be, like, his son or something, right?  There’s no way this is the same guy.  Thought the security guard who let him in.

What did Solomon do to get banned?  When asked, he only gave a curious hum.  “Yeah, I wonder.”

The place is split into four parks, so they’ll spend one day in each.

Barbatos continued to flex his power as the only one in the group with a brain cell, being sure to get them all fast passes.  He even set time back just for the passes while they were booking the rides they wanted to cut the lines for, so if they don’t get used he’s going to be very snippy.

Also for convenience sake this is taking place in an AU where everything is the same but COVID doesn’t exist to shut down some rides and attractions.

Day 1: Hollywood Studios

MC and Simeon basically have to coerce Lucifer into letting everyone run free instead of making them all line up with a walking rope all day.  He relents on the condition that everyone checks in periodically so he can at least know they haven’t killed anyone.

Nobody will check in except for maybe Beelzebub and those at Purgatory Hall.

Levi immediately gathered his fellow Star Wars fans (which basically meant calling over Mammon Belphie and Asmo and then pulling in two unsuspecting people suddenly given the title of “Star Wars fan”), and made a beeline for Galaxy’s Edge.  There’s a LOT to do there and damn it if he wasn’t going to hit all of it.

First up for their group is the interactive Millennium Falcon Smuggler’s Run.  They fail the mission.  Levi’s pretty pissed, but everyone agrees that it was fun nonetheless.  They really felt like they were doing a mission in the Falcon!  Plus, the gameplay element was totally up the alley of most of this group.  Simeon does feel a little nauseous from Luke’s jerky steering, though.

Did you know that Diavolo loves Toy Story?  He does.  He’s very much enjoying the Slinky roller coaster with Barbatos.

Barbatos would rather be spending time at the shows and performances, but oh no god forbid we don’t get an autograph from Doc McStuffins.  Lucifer please come find him and save him.

Lucifer somehow wandered into the Frozen Sing-Along Celebration.  He wants out.  Barbatos please come find him and save him.

In general, Lucifer isn’t a fan of these sorts of places, so honestly he’s just hiding from the others and waiting for today to be over.  Barbatos told him that there are parks that don’t revolve around rides and characters, and he’s holding out for those.

Luckily for them Diavolo wants to do LITERALLY everything, and that does include the shows, so Barbatos and Lucifer can have at least some fun today

Levi, Asmo, and Beel are about to start their relay for getting character autographs when Satan shows up out of nowhere and starts dragging everyone over to the Tower of Terror.  Solomon bars all attempts to flee on a certain Avatar of Greed’s side.

The line to the Tower is so long, and honestly?  Satan feels like the ride didn’t live up to the literal hour they waited to get on.  Like yeah it was fun, but way too short.

He voices those thoughts, and Levi, who Satan knows is afraid of heights, is pretty fucking livid and drags him to Rock n Rollercoaster as revenge.  Satan hates roller coasters.

As for the others, Asmo and Luke have a lot of fun on the thrill rides.  Mammon and Simeon do not.  Beel is a little spooked by them but still manages to have fun, while Belphie and Solomon think they’re alright.

Eventually, Simeon gets too sick to move, and they assign him to Luke.  They say it’s because he’s too short to ride some of the rides (even though he’s literally not, screw you guys.)

Barbatos messes with time a lil bit so they can enjoy the Fantasmic Show and Fireworks to wrap the day up.

Levi is very jealous of Diavolo’s Doc McStuffins autograph.  Somehow Asmo has Buzz Lightyear’s number.

Day 2: Animal Kingdom

Satan is vibrating

He literally instantly sprints to the Kilimanjaro Safari.  And good for him; that’s something best done while the sun isn’t high up.  The whole gang actually agrees to check that one out, and while Satan isn’t thrilled to be within 50 feet of Lucifer, he’s glad Simeon is there because he remembers how his presence lured animals out in Australia.

Simeon also finds himself pulled along the trails by Satan and parents watch in horror as a gorilla gives him a friendly pat on the back.

If you didn’t know, Animal Kingdom is divided into the two continents of Asia and Africa, as well as the secret eighth continent Avatar (2009).  Diavolo heard great things about the Flight of Passage ride, but he totally forgot to tell Barbatos about it, so they’re stuck on a three hour wait line now.

Levi takes Luke on the Everest roller coaster because Simeon saw it in the distance and looked like he was about to cry.  Levi wouldn’t shut up about how the yeti effect needs to be fixed and Solomon had to explain that the effect literally couldn’t support itself.

Simeon, having escaped a roller coaster for the first and only time on this trip, grabs lunch with Lucifer and Solomon and they enjoy the Lion King performance together.  Solomon’s the only one of them who’s seen the movie, but the others still found it fun.  Solomon keeps making up random plot points that don’t exist, though.  Remember when Simba was captured by pirates?

Mammon found the Bugs Life show very scary.  Normally Asmo would laugh at him, but he’s afraid of any bug he’s never seen before and at least Mammon was afraid of the things that were supposed to get you.  They agree that bugs are still not their friends.

Satan has many things to say about the Dinosaur ride and most of them aren’t good.  Belphie thought it was pretty ok, though.  Lucifer can’t believe there was a sobering lesson on a global extinction event at this family-friendly amusement park.

Diavolo is still in line.  Barbatos abandons him.  He accompanies Luke to the kiddie fossil thing and actually finds it more tolerable.  Oh yeah that’s the other secret ninth continent, Dinoland.

Beel and Belphie spend most of the day together at the various petting zoos.  Belphie comes back knowing more than he ever wanted to about conservation.  He thought Rafiki’s Planet Watch was going to be about watching other planets, not this one!

Asmo gets very interested in the costumes of the performers, as well as the parrots in the bird show.  He could probably make some really colorful designs with those as inspiration.

Nearby, Mammon runs into Kevin and squawks in surprise.  The zoo staff spend the next two hours trying to find the bird that escaped.

Diavolo says the ride was worth it, don’t worry.

Honestly this park has a lot of stuff that wouldn’t translate well to a funny scenario post so this part might be a little short compared to the others.  I can only talk about a zoo for so long.

Anyone remember the Honey I Shrunk the Kids 4D show?  Apparently it closed in 2016 to make room for more Star Wars stuff.

Anyway, at the center of it all there’s the Tree of Life, which is really pretty all day.  Lucifer is thrilled to have a decently obvious meet-up place, too.  They get to catch the brief awakening show at night.

They’re very bummed to learn the Rivers of Light show isn’t happening anymore, so Levi pulls it up on his phone so they can watch it in spirit.

Then Satan learns about the Wilderness Explorers badges and the others spend the rest of the time preventing too much collateral damage over the fact that nobody told him.

Day 3: Epcot

Finally, Lucifer thinks.  Boo, Luke thinks.

Beel didn’t expect this park to be that interesting to him (he’s much more into the wonder and immersion of Hollywood Studios and Magic Kingdom), but then he learned about the restaurants.  China, Norway, France, Mexico, Germany, Morocco, Italy, Japan, Canada--Canada?  Huh.  Canada.  There’s so many different restaurants from so many cuisines to try, and yeah he knows that it’s definitely not the same as going to the place and it’s overpriced (sorry Lucifer), but it’s all right there.  He makes certain to take MC on a deluxe Epcot restaurant tour.

Oh yeah MC.  That’s the first time we’ve heard from them in a while.  They’re doing whatever you want them to I guess.

Levi buys so much from the Japanese gift shops that he has to go back to the hotel for a bit to drop his bags off.

Satan and Diavolo aren’t much better, but their stashes are more varied.

Also, Diavolo found Mouse Gear, and bought everyone a pair of ears.  Lucifer says that everyone has to keep them on because it’s what Lord Diavolo wants, but he is by far the most upset about them.  Mammon snaps a picture and Lucifer throws his DDD into the lake.

Asmo and Belphie decide they’re gonna take it easy this day, and they nab Solomon and Barbatos for some exhibition hopping.

Luke finds Mission Space and please father no Simeon thought he was safe he thought he was safe here no please

Aside from that, though, Luke honestly finds this part of the park boring.  He’d have been more interested in these attractions elsewhere, but as a kid he’s in Disney for roller coasters and Mickey Mouse.

Simeon is very grateful that Luke doesn’t have much that he wants to do, because it means that he can enjoy the Gran Fiesta and Living with the Land boat rides and have a single moment where he doesn’t feel like he’s about to be sick.  He’s not even afraid of the rides; he just gets motion sick easily.

Asmo makes sure to see the Chinese acrobat show, and Mammon catches that with the show-hopping gang since there isn’t much he wants to do here either.

Epcot has alcohol and Solomon hasn’t been able to drink in ages so he really wants to spend some time doing that with MC.  No demons allowed, thank you very much.  He doesn’t hold his liquor as well as he’d like you to believe, but he just gets really talkative when drunk so it’s ok.

Epcot is a nice day to take a breather and Lucifer and Barbatos definitely needed a breather before tomorrow.

Day 4: Magic Kingdom

This is the day Diavolo has been waiting for.  The crème de la crop, the best park for kids and kids in a future king of the Devildom’s body.

Also I feel like now is a good time to mention that this probably isn’t a reasonable order of events because I don’t remember the map layout of these places idk Disney city planning

This time.  This time, Levi, Asmo and Beel are gonna get those autographs, dammit.  Levi doesn’t even know who half of these characters are but hell if he’s not getting their autograph.

Mammon actually really loves the mascots too, but he’s embarrassed about it so he’ll only try to get one if he can use the guise of MC wanting one.  MC, please help him out

Belphie isn’t big on rides, but he does have a soft spot for the more retro ones like Dumbo and Seven Dwarves.  And like I said before, Beel loves Magic Kingdom for its wonder.  So Belphie is perfectly happy being led (read: piggybacked) around by Beel today, because their favorite attractions match up pretty well here.

Actually, Beel’s favorite Disney movie is Lilo and Stitch, but.  RIP Stitch’s Great Escape ride 2004-2018

Diavolo and Lucifer take a moment to enjoy the Carousel of Progress, and they reflect on how much the Human World is always changing and how much about it they still don’t know.  It really does make them think, like.  Grandma found the VR games at Christmas!  The Devildom doesn’t have grandmas!

Mammon is terrified of the Haunted Mansion ride, and Satan has literally never felt so much schadenfreude in his life.

Mammon’s afraid of most rides to be fair, but he likes water rides, so Levi eventually takes pity on him and they go on Splash Mountain together more than once.

The Peter Pan ride broke down

Luke wanted to go on Space Mountain and Simeon was the only one around, so.  RIP Simeon ????-2021

Diavolo was That Guy.  If you know, you know.

Beel accidentally spun the teacups way too fast.  Not even Solomon got out of that one unscathed.

Following that, Solomon manages to drag Barbatos onto the Jungle Cruise while Lucifer is busy.  What is Lucifer busy with?  Riding the Buzz Lightyear shooting ride over and over until he hits every single target and gets a perfect score at a Disney ride, something that is normal to want and possible to achieve.  Anyway, Barbatos finds it really charming and Solomon finds it a nice break that he didn’t know he needed.

While looking for a food place that sells water for a reasonable price, a kid runs up to Asmo asking for a picture and autograph.  He’s kind of confused, but goes along with it to make the kid happy.

Turns out, Asmo’s so naturally charming that they mistook him for a prince.  Other groups see that family and follow suit.  Mammon eventually catches wind of it and shows up to charge a fee.  The parents are pretty sure Disney doesn’t charge fees like that, but their kids really want a pic with Asmo so they hand over the two bucks.  (“Oh it’s so low” come on Mammon’s not a dick to children.)

And that’s the story of how Mammon and Asmo ended up in Disney Jail.  You’re very much not allowed to pretend to be a cast member and then charge money for it.  Lucifer has to bail them out as their “guardian,” and as punishment they aren’t allowed to opt out of It’s a Small World.

Small World isn’t that bad imho, and those like Diavolo, Satan, Simeon, and Levi would like it a lot.  But Lucifer has been playing parent all day, Belphie does not like the noise, and Solomon has literally been on this ride at least fifty times.  Very mixed feelings on this one, but it feels fitting to end with that and a fireworks show.

All in all though this wasn’t the worst trip Lucifer’s been on (cue everyone applauding for some reason).

Barbatos by far had the least fun of them all because for four days he was stuck in a park where the mascot is a fucking rodent and he wasn’t allowed to annihilate Mickey Mouse where he stood

“Disneyland Devildom when” “Lord Diavolo, no”

Masterlist

[arrowverse-next-gen]

it’s almost over, it’s just begun (concept) // late night gang fic 4/10

TW: angstyyyy, death mention, blood.

There were a lot of benefits to living in Star City. These benefits included, but weren’t limited to, having a group of superheroes who run around at night to make sure that the streets are safe, a family oriented mayor who cared about the people of the city just as much as his own family and because of that always put on events for everyone to get involved in, making sure to pay out to the workers who participated in the event, and the park that overlooked the dock where a statue of Laurel Lance stood tall. 

But there were a lot of downfalls to living in Star City all the same. Like the fact that there was only a statue of Laurel Lance and not the rest of her teammates, or the yearly disaster that took a lot of lives like it was a routine. There was no way the heroes in the city could predict it from happening or they would have started to stop these events before they began years ago. Everyone who lives in the city is aware of the risks of being in town after Thanksgiving but before Christmas.

But just because the city is cursed with these yearly events, and the locals are aware of it, doesn’t make it okay. It brings in more tourists and puts more people in danger. No one knows that more than the heroes, the police and firefighters, and the hospital staff.

Quincy Lance stood on the roof of the hospital, overlooking the city filled with lights. There was smoke in the distance from a building fire but he only knew that for sure because he heard it come over Summer’s radio in the ER. She was trying to help out as much as she could but was called away for EMS work where the building was starting to collapse. 

Despite the chaos reigning down on the city, and the noises coming from it all, the roof was peaceful enough. The wind blew lightly, making the already cold night almost unbearable, but he couldn’t leave his place. He was frozen near the edge, metaphorically. He could move if he wanted to. But he didn’t see a point in doing that. 

“Don’t jump,” he heard Bex call from behind him. She was trying to be humorous but given the situation, she could probably understand him not reacting to it.

He looked down at his feet, his eyes trailing past the red stains on his white coat and the blue scrubs he wore underneath it. 

Should have brought an actual coat, he thought as he lifted his hands from his pockets to cross his arms. His hands were also stained but he tried not to think about that as much as possible.

“Q…” she took a step closer, slowly approaching him from behind until she got to his side.

“Don’t ask me if I’m okay,” his head shook slightly before he tilted it to the side. He stared out into the city, trying to imagine the buildings that were usually visible in the daylight. His mom’s statue was usually ant sized from up there but he could still see it when the sun was out.

“It’s cold out here, you should–”

“I can’t go back in there,” he bowed his head, looking down at his feet again. He heard Bex let out a defeated sigh, it wasn’t like her to give up so easily but they were both going through the motions that night. “Is Mrs. Darcy being taken care of?”

Bex nodded, he could see that out of the corner of his eye. 

“They’re taking her down to see Annabelle.”

He felt his heart sink at the sentence and closed his eyes to try to fight the feeling away. 

“Quincy, go home,” she stuffed her hands into her own coat pockets. “Go be with Ash and Bella.”

He shook his head more violently this time as he lifted it back up. “No.”

“Quincy–”

“No,” he finally turned to look at her. “There’s too…” he sighed, turning towards the city again.

“Dad would say this is a common feeling. That it’s normal to feel like this after–”

“You fuck up and a three year old’s life was the consequence?” He looked down at her again, then back out at the city. “I’ve fucked up before. I’ve… She was fine.”

“She wasn’t fine–”

“She would have been fine if I hadn’t–” he cut himself off, taking a step back away from the ledge.

 “I thought I could help her,” his voice cracked as the words left his mouth. “Now, what? I go home to Bella, who is the same age, and I act like I didn’t–”

“You didn’t do anything,” she followed his motions and took a step back from the ledge. “I know you’re gonna take that as a dig, don’t. You couldn’t have helped her. No one could have. You’re not a bad person for trying.”

“I don’t know about that.”

“You should at least get changed,” she suggested, knowing it was useless trying to pull him out of whatever hole he dug himself into before she came up to the roof.

Usually the roof was a moment of peace when you’ve reached your limit. Quincy was the hardest one to pull back down from that ledge when something happened at the hospital. He cared too much about his patients and when something happened to one of them, he took it personally. There was a little boy, around 14, when he first started working in the ER and when he passed, Bex wasn’t sure she would get him down from that. 

As the years went by, he became more and less attached to each patient that came through. He tried not to get involved with personal details for a few years, but since his daughter was born he fell right back into old patterns. It was hard not to relate to scared parents when he was constantly afraid something was going to happen to Bella.

He nodded. That was something he could agree with. He didn’t want to go home, but when he did he definitely didn’t want to be wearing blood stained clothing. The worst part of all of this, for him, was that he didn’t care about that part. He was desensitized to the idea of being covered in someone else’s blood. How the hell did he get there?