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ms-cartoon · 2 years ago

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Helluva Boss just keeps getting better and better....

I honestly wish that I could say that this episode was the best....but I would be lying. So I'm gonna be full on honest about this entire thing. I DO NOT care what comes my way.... so shoot me with whatever have to say if your gonna kiss a** to this show.

This whole episode was like any other HB episode - STRAIGHT UP GARBAGE! Beyond sh*t. It sucked, I was disappointed, and I highly doubt that the rest of the future episodes would be anymore than okay in the long run. I just- I hated it. I would LOVE for someone to argue with me about this whole thing. Like, I WANT someone to come up with excuses for this episode so I can shoot back at them with this dumpster fire, cuz there is no excuse, not one speck of it to cover for this entire show.

You can say that this whole episode was nothing but filler with only a couple of emotional scenes. But you know what, those emotional scenes were not even enough to make this episode any better. In fact, they we're just as terrible cuz they made no sense. And they're not justified.

So the entire synopsis of this episode is that Octavia wanted to see a meteor or something with Stolas, but he was busy with something else and forgets about it. So she runs away to see the stars for herself. She steals the book and travels to L.A.. That leads to IMP and Stolas to go out and search for her. Even though the main objective was to find Octavia, majority of the characters get sidetracked and caught into some shenanigans. The kind of shenanigans that shouldn't have to stop you for finishing you're objective. And that's one of my problems with this show! The characters are trying to get one thing done and can't even do that because they get deliberately sidetracked, and somehow they get so distracted that they probably forget what there trying to accomplish!

I'm just gonna go ahead, tell the plot and explain why it was terrible. This is gonna be one Helluva rant! (I'm not sorry).

SPOILERS (Obviously)

So we start somewhere in the past with Stolas telling a little Octavia about Meteor showers. Specifically, Azazoth's tears. Octavia is really excited about it and wants to see it with him someday. So before tucking her into bed, Stolas made a promise that when the day of the meteor showers come, they will both see it together.......

Surprise, surprise.... he didn't make that promise.....

Because we jumped to the present where Octavia is 17 and marks the day of the Azazoth's Tears on her calendar, which means she remember's that today's is the day the meteor showers come. So she looks for her dad and finds him outside on the phone with an angry Stella (of course she's angry). Since they're divorcing, Stella forced him to take the entirety of her possessions and move it out of the palace. While that was in progress, Stolas is arguing over the phone with Stella. He's seemingly so preoccupied with going back-and-forth with his ex-wife, he wouldn't take the time off the phone to talk to his daughter, whose trying to grab his attention. He even called Stella a b*tch right in front of Octavia (regardless of him censoring his words by spelling it out for the sake of Via, he still said it. And that is pretty disrespectful considering you are talking about your daughter's mother). The fact that Stolas had forgotten about his promise and was more concerned about dealing with Stella angered Via. So much so that she started throwing and flipping things in her room! Like, damn girl! Is it that serious??? You'd think your parents getting a divorce would be the last straw! I'm surprised she could even get angry that easily (guess she had to inherit something from her mother). So, she packs some of her things and storms off to see the stars for herself and without Stolas. She would even go as far as to sneak into IMP's office just to steal Stolas's grimoire.

...Y'know, for someone who's parents are getting a divorce (and probably on that same day), she seems to be much more concerned over a meteor shower...

Anyway, we jumpcut to the next scene where Loona is fighting Blitzo (with Moxxie and Millie on the sideline). Blitzo tries to have a talk with Loona about her behavior toward clients (he shoulda been talking to her about her behavior toward him. He needs to put his foot down more often, just sayin). Loona honestly started to get on my nerves in this scene. Let's be real, she pissed me off this entire episode! She constantly started throwing knives and other sharp weapons at him, saying,

"WHY DON'T YOU GROW A PAIR AND REPLACE ME!"

Blitzo replied (with no boom in his voice) that he just might replace her as a receptionist and tells her to go to her desk. She felt even more angry, but she did what she was told. Meanwhile, Octavia managed to sneak inside the office without anyone seeing her (I mean, Loona noticed her, but her careless a** paid it no mind). She rummages through the desk to look for the book and then finds it inside a safe. She manages to unlock the code and she tells the book "Take me to see the stars...".

This is a little nitpick, but lemme just say; how the hell did she know where IMP's headquarters were? What, did she just visit there at one point with her dad? And if so, then what for? I doubt she'd wanted anything to do with anyone in the company considering one of the members screwed Stolas and caused the affair in the first place. And another thing, how was she able to unlock the passcode to the safe so easily??? It's like she just predicted it would be 1 2 3 4, when really, she was just pressing buttons and hoping to get lucky. Just imagine that not being the right passcode. Octavia would've been in that office forever just pressing buttons until she could put in the right code. That just made no sense to me.

Moving on! IMP walks in on Octavia right before she leaves. When she arrived at her location, it's not what she expected. She shows up in the human world, the HB version of Hollywood called "Holly's Wood" (I'm not even gonna bother with this pun) Really though, she's just in L.A.. A lot of jerks everywhere, people trying to sell CDs on the street, a freakin' drunk clown, a dead parody of Brandon Rogers (who she accidently killed, I think?), another parody of Kim Kardashian leaving Kanye West with her child, only for Kanye West to go straight to making out with parody Jeffrey Star...... Y'know, Hollywood. The whole time, I was expecting Octavia to turn into her human form, but I guess she just doesn't have one?......

These humans are dumb af anyway.... Octavia should've been more specific with her request.

Blitzo starts to panic and is worried about how he was going to tell Stolas that his daughter stole the book and ran away..... I don't know why he would be worried about how to tell Stolas anything. Like, didn't those two have a falling out in episode 7 season 1? They didn't even-

Y'know what? Imma talk about that later.

Blitzo calls Stolas about the whole thing anyway, and of course Stolas isn't two happy about this. What I can't gloss over is the fact that Stolas sorta blamed Blitzo for letting Octavia take the book and running off -

"Do you just let people waltz into your office and steal infintely powerful artifacts??!"

Um....sir? YOU DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE OCTAVIA LEFT THE MANSION UNTIL YOU WERE CALLED ABOUT IT!!!! Hell, YOU were the main reason why she even left!! You we're probably still too busy bickering with Stella over the phone to even notice she was gone! And you say "Infinitely Powerful Artifact" as if your grimoire is so important that it shouldn't be at the hands of some random person or just anyone in general. I mean, sh*t, it sure as hell wasn't all that important when you were thinking with your d*ck!!!

Somehow by smelling air, Loona figures out that Octavia travelled to L.A.. So everyone decides to to team up together to find Octavia. Whenever they show up, Loona mentions that she can hardly smell anything in this messed up city. If she was able to smell where Octavia travelled to by smelling air, and all the girl did was teleport somewhere, then why is it a problem for her to smell something now?

Of course, in order to blend with all the human, everyone has to where a disguise. Okay now, let me explain something;

So from what we've seen, Stolas, Loona, Verosika, and her peers are the only ones in this show capable of turning human, while the imps.... can't for some reason? I don't how the rules work in this show, but they need to be made clear. Of course, the prince of hell has a human diguise, but how is Loona able to do it and the imps can't?? It would've been interesting to see what Blitzo, Moxxie and Millie would look like as humans, but instead, what we got is them wearing stupid corny outfits that no one seems to question. Does it have anything to do with Imps being of a lower class or just being more poor? If that's the case, then hellhounds are in the same category as imps, yet Loona is able turn into a human with no sweat. OCTAVIA DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A HUMAN DISGUISE, AND SHE'S STOLAS'S DAUGHTER!! What the hell!! What kind of logic is this??

Not only that, but Stolas and Loona having disguises is completely pointless!! What would be the point in them trying to blend in when Moxxie, Millie, and Blitzo can walk around practically showing off their species in front of everyone??! The only reason why it's so easy for them to walk around with NO disguises is because the humans in this universe are literally STUPID! They're practically BLIND!! So stupid that one thought Moxxie was a possum. Some thought he and Millie were just wearing costumes. Hell, Blitzo was trying to put on a disguise to fool people, but his devil horns, along with his red skin, and his tail are the only things standing out. And that's more than enough to be noticed!!! But these humans are still so dumb, they don't notice a thing!! Stolas and Loona didn't need any disguises! They are just fine walking around like demons! It would make more sense if Loona just acted like a dog and be human Stolas's pet if they wanted a disguise! Let's face it, human Stolas and human Loona are nothing but eyecandy for fans!! That's the only reason why they're human! To satisfy fans.... They're literally going gaga over human Stolas, and he doesn't even look that hot!! I've seen fan art that can pull off a better human Stolas!!

Blitzo asked if Stolas is able turn him, Moxxie and Millie human too, but Stolas says that without his grimoire, he can't do much of anything. That sounds like a big bucket load of bullsh*t to me! Aren't you suppose to be the prince of hell? You're able to turn people into stone, turn into a big a** demon, make a portal and teleport anywhere whenever you please, YOU CAN TURN YOUR OWN SELF INTO A HUMAN, AND ALL WITHOUT A GRIMOIRE!! Why is it suddenly issue for you to use you're powers!!?? I swear- both Loona and Stolas!!! I'm starting to think y'all can do something and you just choose NOT to do it!

So the gang venture off, but Moxxie and Millie get stopped by some dude who is trying to sell his CD. Moxxie for some reason is so determined to buy something he thinks is so meaningful. He cares so much that this random dude poored his heart and soul into some stupid CD that's probably the worst thing to ever be made. He could always give it back, but Moxxie's sensitive a** would just feel bad for not buying it. So he and Millie (in all fairness, Millie wanted to stick with the gang) decide to get left behind to get 20 bucks for some worthless CD, along with some other artifacts in the city that Moxxie is so interested in and not help find Octavia......

Leave it to those two to become side characters....

Blitzo, Loona, and Stolas stop at a costume store or something to guy a disguise for Blitzo. Like I said before, having a human disguise is not needed, but this episode just has to have conflict. So, Blitzo is mistaken as a parody Brandon Rogers, Brennon Ragers, who is a known celebrity a lot of these fans seem to like. Of course these idiots think that the red skinned looking demon with a tail and big a** ears is Brennon Rogers. So he and Stolas (who is believed to be Brennon Ragers agent) are captured and thrown into a van. While stuck in a van and on their way to a set for Blitzo to perform a sitcom, Stolas worries over Octavia, but Blitzo reassures him that Loona will take care of it. Thing is, Loona doesn't help at all unless it's convenient for her....

So Stolas and Blitzo gets caught on set and ready to perform in a sitcom. Blitzo gets super nervous about performing live in front of everyone considering what happened when he was on stage last time (He doesn't indicate what happened. All we know is that he tried to make people laugh once at a circus when he was a kid....And he failed). And Stolas's response to Blitzo's sudden stage fright made me mad so much, I could laugh-

Stolas approached Blitzo and lifted his chin, "Blitzo, if your performance on stage is half as good as it is in bed, you'll leave them "breathless." cunned Stolas inches away from Blitzo's ear, deepening his voice as he gave Blitzo a gentle touch on the neck and softly rubbed downward.

What bugged me about this was that he was FLIRTING with Blitzo! Like- wha- ARE YOU FREAKIN' SERIOUS RIGHT NOW!!! You're seriously gonna go right back to flirting with him???? Did we just forget episode 7 where the tension between those two took a toll. Did you just forget that you're constant flirting is the reason Blitzo pushed you away in the first place???

UGHHH!! I'm definitely gonna get right back to this topic later in the page, but for right now, let's just move on!

Stolas forces him on set, live in front of the audience and is expected to say a line. Blitzo is nervous to his core considering he was never given an actual script to the scene he's currently playing in. Not only that, but there's a whole audience watching him, so that just adds on his anxiety. Since he doesn't know his lines, his best option was to read the teleprompters. Fortunately enough, the audience laughed at this line (mostly because it was technically their cue to laugh. There were signs saying "laugh" connected to the ceilings), which gave Blitzo just enough encouragement to play along. Meanwhile, Stolas starts feeling more aroused looking at Blitzo, as usual (barf).

Meanwhile, Loona walks around the city, drinking coffee, taking photos on Sinstagram. For real though, Loona would be the kind of character that doesn't do anything to help unless it's convenient for her. Like for instance; Blitzo requested that she go find Octavia, but her response is to flip him off as her way of saying, "I'm not doin' sh*t!" So she goofs off for while until she scrolls through social media to see selfies of Octavia, taking pictures to each place she's been too. Then suddenly, Loona gets a change of heart and decides to try and look for her. Why...I don't freakin' know. She just does.

Back to the studio, everyone is getting bored of laughing at the sitcom, even Stolas as Blitzo continues to play the role. He then plays a scene where a little parody of Darla Dimple offers to adopt a puppy that Blitzo is holding. When Blitzo hears the word "adopt", we cut to a flashback of the day where he first adopted Loona. I honestly felt like laughing when they tried to make me feel as sad as possible for Loona. They show that she was in an orphanage for hellhounds and it looked like a whole dog pound. She's locked up in a cell and she looked super depressed, scooting to the corner and crying. I'm laughing thinking about it now, lol!! So we're suppose to feel sorry for her, yet she always acts like a total ungrateful b*tch to the person who took it upon himself to adopt her and finally set her free from a prison-like adoption center??!! A place she was never happy in??!! Freakin' PLEASE, MAN!! PLEASE!! Don't bullsh*t me!!

Blitzo goes in rage mode and refuses to give up the dog, breaking his character. Everyone tries to get Blitzo off set while also trying to take the dog from him, so he pulls out his gun and starts shooting everyone that comes his way. Stolas tries to save him and the way he goes about is so GODDAMN STUPID!!!

The Prince of Hell everyone....

When the water is spilled all over the producer, he starts to burn??? So apparently, the water bottles that Stolas was holding contained acid. Acid that could burn someone's skin off in an instant. So it can burn someone and yet, Stolas started downing it like he was dehydrated after feeling hot because of Blitzo?? Omg...So a whole fire starts and when Stolas trips, Blitzo catches his hand and Stolas once again starts to feel attracted after seeing Blitzo who has abs now...???(Idfk). So FINALLY they go to search for Octavia and Loona.

Eventually, Loona finds Octavia sitting outside an Observatory. Now, this is where we get our famous sister moment between these two. Octavia expresses how she's angry at her father for breaking his promise to see the meteor shower with her and is not even sitting with her right now. I swear bro- Loona's responses and excuses for Stolas makes me want to laugh even more:

"Try to cut your dad some slack....He may not always get it right, but he's trying."

FREAKIN' WHAT!!!! Loona, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT STOLAS'S CARE FOR OCTAVIA!? What exactly has he done to show he cares at all about Octavia and her feelings??? Majority of the time he's even around her, he has done nothing but act inappropriate! Episode 2 of season 1, he flirted with Blitzo non-stop in front of her, the same guy he had an affair and cheated on her mother with! That caused Octavia to feel bitter towards him, and rightfully so! And despite that heartwarming talk they had in the last scene, Stolas still continues these affairs with Blitzo, completely disregarding his daughter's feelings and the talk they had about it!! Loona wasn't even there that episode, so how would she know about him caring about her?

"He's somewhere down there... looking for you."

Right...He wasted majority of his time with Blitzo in a studio he didn't even have to stay for and decides at the last minute to finally continue looking for his daughter. He just had to rely on Loona (who probably didn't even want to be apart of this) to look for HIS daughter, when he could've done himself instead of deliberately getting sidetracked. Hell, he could've just left the studio.... Yeah, he cares all right...

After getting a change of heart, Octavia is quick to give Loona a hug (OMG! This is so forced!!). And finally the girls meet up with Stolas and Blitzo. Blitzo missed Loona so much that the first thing she does is give her a hug. This was her response-

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I'm so freakin' done with her, ya'll! I can NOT!!

Octavia apologizes to Stolas for running away and worrying about him. Stolas apologizes to Octavia for forgetting his promise. Loona and Blitzo = no progress. I'm not even gonna talk about what happened with M&M cuz those two served absolutely NO purpose in this episode. They might as well have not even been present.

Loona

This is actually my first time talking, or in this case, ranting about Loona. Well you know what, it's about time! Cuz woo boy!! There is a TON I wanna say about this character!

Now, at first, I never really disliked Loona like that. Or at least I never really paid attention to her. She was just... there. And that is the main problem! Loona never really does anything that I don't bother to notice. Believe it or don't, but anytime she's on screen, she's either being a d*ck to Moxxie or Blitzo or just being the eyecandy for all the furries and HB fans, and mostly because of some relatable personality she has. I don't really see what be so relatable about her, especially up to this point. I know I sure as hell wouldn't kick someone in the balls as a response to them trying to embrace me with a hug. But she doesn't really do anything interesting other than smelling, taking action when needed, or being a receptionist.

Come to think of it, she never bothers to do her job anyway. Lets face it, she's just straight-up unproffesional. It was already made clear that she shows some bad behavior toward clients. I don't see why she would be surprised or angry when Blitzo came at her for her bad attidute or threatened to replace her. She clearly doesn't care about doing her job and she knows damn well she's always treating people, even the ones that work with her, like sh*t!! Take Squidward from SpongeBob; Squidward clearly hates his job. While he's over there, he does nothing but show sarcasm and he looks less than happy to even look at customers in the face! He doesn't even like his coworkers! If Mr. Krabs fired him, he'll be absolutely THRILLED to get the hell out of there! He wouldn't be upset at all. All in all, if you don't like working somewhere, or if you're not even gonna do your job/do your job right, then don't bother to continue working.

Anyway, one of Loona's biggest issues is that she has absolutely NO DEVELOPMENT. If she did have some sort of change after this episode, you're gonna have to give me a whole 10 page essay on how Loona developed into anything at all character wise. Even when being considered the main character, Loona is practically never there! She might as well be considered a supporting character. If there's one problem this show has, is making the main characters entirely irrelevant. At first glance, the only thing we knew about Loona was that Blitzo adopted her - not just as his hellhound, but as his daughter. Her characteristics include being a b*tchy, angsty, snobby, emo teenager. She unnecessarily acts like cynical jerk to everyone around her, including the person who adopted her and freed her from a prison-like adoption center.

It would've been interesting to see why she acts such a way toward Blitzo, Moxxie, or Millie considering the imps don't do anything wrong to Loona. And PLEASE don't give me the excuse saying "Um, they're in hell. Of course they act like that.", damn near EVERYONE is always giving that excuse because they like to kiss a** to these characters while justifying their behavior and I'm beyond SICK OF IT!! That's like saying since Millie and Moxxie are imps and born in hell, then that means their relationship is toxic and should be toxic. But those two practically love each to death, and waste NO time showing it!!! Being in hell has NOTHING to do with your behavior towards other people and some of these fans need to understand that!

I never liked this girl. Even when I didn't even pay all that much attention to her (mostly because she didn't contribute to the story at all, even if there was one), the only characteristic I ever saw in her was a b*tch. There is NOTHING positive about this character! And when there is, it's just forced onto her, like this episode when she's being friendly to somebody for once! She's just too damn mean, and for what???? This girl was adopted by the guy who took pity on her and gave her so much love. Even when she constantly brushed him off, Blitzo still gave more affection to her than any of the other characters in this series. He always sides with her even when she's in the wrong! He literally dotes on her, and she usually doesn't even deserve it!!

She never treats Blitzo with any respect despite being given love by him constantly, but why??? Why is she always so mean to Blitzo? What has he done to her that was so bad that she never returns any of his affections?? That's the thing we are all wondering about!! But we never get the answer!! Just more abuse that were supposed to laugh at. Sure, it was shown that she didn't look so good while being cooped in an orphanage. She probably had a rough childhood that was so tragic, it made her fall into a depressive state, and made her the way she is now. She may have been abused in the orphanage. But again, Blitzo went out of his way to adopt her and love her! He went for Loona! He could've gotten any other hellhound or even a puppy if he was looking to adopt and care for, unlike any other hellhounds whom are only bought for servitude.

The thing with hellhounds is that they, like imps, are in the lowest ranking in hell's hierarchy system. Most of them are bought or hired mainly for labor or work. Vortex is a hellhound and works as Verosika's bodyguard. It's the same with Stolas's bodyguards; they are hellhounds. But Loona? Blitzo didn't just buy her, he adopted her as his daughter, and during her late teens too! You'd think she would show a little bit of gratitude or some kind of care for Blitzo, knowing he could've gotten a younger pup! Most parents I've seen would mostly adopt children when they're younger than 16. That's just from my perspective anyway. So once again, I ask.... Why is Loona always so mean to Blitzo???

This kind of topic starts to make me question why she has ANY position to be giving a speech to Octavia about "cutting her dad some slack", when she herself can't treat her father any nicer!!

Let me show Loona's speech again, " Sometimes... sometimes it's not as simple as that. This kind of shit gets messy, and everybody's got issues, especially dads. And sometimes they f*ck up -- well, all the time. But, that doesn't mean they don't care. He's looking for you. I mean... try to cut your dad some slack. He may not always get it right, but... he's trying. That's more important than you think."

Like I said, Loona has NO room to give a speech to Octavia about her father "caring", especially when he doesn't give ANY effort. First of all, Loona don't know sh*t about Stolas to be defending him! She shouldn't care enough about him to defend him. Matter of fact, she shouldn't even be liking him!!! You seriously gonna try and defend the guy that treats your own father like a sex toy!!?? Not only does she not know Stolas, but she doesn't know Octavia either!! Like, this is literally their first time meeting!! Loona doesn't know Octavia enough to realize the things she's been through! If you think Loona knows well enough what it's like to be in Octavia shoes, THEN YOU'RE DEAD WRONG!! Loona doesn't have any parents who are divorcing, her father doesn't neglect her or disregard her feelings about things she feels so strongly about.

Second of all, NOBODY SHOULD BE CUTTING STOLAS ANY SLACK!! Octavia shouldn't even have to apologize for doing what she did!! It pisses me off that everyone just thinks that Stolas is a "can't-do-no-wrong cinnamon-roll angel"!!! It's like this show just tries to focus on the fact that he did ONE thing wrong only to be forgiven in the end and disregards all the other things he's done that are inexusable at this point!!

He neglected Octavia and only paid more attention to bickering with his ex-wife! He tells his daughter "Sorry, honey. Can we talk about this later?" and brushes off whatever she was going to tell him. What Octavia wanted to talk to him about couldv'e been a lot more important than fighting with Stella over the phone and he basically just tells her "Go away! I'm talking to your mother!" Bro literally could've just hung up the phone just to hear his daughter out for one minute, but he just HAS to get the last word!!

He didn't realize Octavia snuck out of the mansion until he was called about it! This is just another example on how neglectful Stolas is! He was probably still yelling over the phone and the second he hung up on her was probably because Blitzo called. I bet you he would be quick to hang up the phone on Stella if it meant answering Blitzo's calls! Not to mention he sort of blamed Blitzo for Octavia taking the grimoire and leaving with it! He's really blaming someone else, but he's supposed to be the freakin parent who has responsibility over his child!

Didn't even think to get out of the studio to find his daughter. He just HAD to be there for his uwu Blitzy~~ and rely on someone else to look for HIS child!

It's not even just this episode. Stolas has screwed up with Octavia in episode 2 of season 1;

He tells Octavia that he was just going to spend a day with her and her alone, only to have Blitzo tag along so he get his d*ck hard and flirt with him -- RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS DAUGHTER!!! He didn't even aknowledged her feelings about it the entire time. He didn't stop think, "Maybe I shouldn't invite the man I had an affair with and cheated on my wife, being my daughter's Mother." It didn't even matter how Stella treated him because in the end, it was so easy for him to get a divorce!

Stolas doesn't even bother to tell Octavia about why he did what he did and give a proper explaination. It might be hard to talk to your children about things, but dude.... she 17!

STOLAS GOES RIGHT BACK TO HIS AFFAIR WITH BLITZO AFTER HIS TALK WITH OCTAVIA!! It's like he didn't even consider how Octavia would feel about it! This show really has a problem with making things happen only to not follow through with the plot.

So Loona, remind me again why we have to cut Stolas some slack. What -- because he cares? Because that's basically what she's telling Octavia. She pretty much said, "You should cut your dad some slack because he cares about you. He loves you and you love him too. So he deserves to be forgiven." Octavia does love Stolas -- I mean, no sh*t. So what? Look, it's okay for Octavia to love Stolas. Even when a parent does mess up all the time, it usually doesn't stop the child from loving them. Stolas definitely isn't a good father. But despite this, Octavia still loves him and that's fine.

BUT, you can't honestly expect to forgive a parent so easily or even make excuses for their inexcusable actions. While Octavia can love her dad, she is FULLY in the right to be mad at Stolas! And if she wanted, she would DEFINITELY be in the right to tell him off, cuz he deserves it! Stolas clearly does love Octavia and he cares about her, but as a father, he never fully admits to his faults. He is emotionally negligent of his daughter and he always acts so innapropriately around her. Flirting with Blitzo and fighting with Stella right in front of her while knowing she's a vulnerable 17-year-old girl who has to see that.

THIRD of all; I already said it once -- Imma say it again:

WHAT RIGHT DOES LOONA HAVE TO TALK ON STOLAS'S BEHALF!! ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE WAS SO QUICK TO KICK BLITZO IN THE BALLS AFTER HE TRIED TO EMBRACE HER???!!!! Now I know most of you had to have felt disappointed about this! Loona went from beating up her dad, to giving a speech about fathers, making it seem like that she was gonna be more nice to Blitzo, only to go RIGHT BACK to being an abusive b*tch and beating the sh*t outa him. Like, WHAT WAS THE POINT??? If she knows that Blitzo cares and supposedly appreciates it, then why continue to abuse him?? It's so ironic how she's going to give Octavia a lecture while not realizing that the way she's been acting is wrong! Not to mention how forced they push this sister moment even though the two only spoke to each other for two minutes.

Moral of the matter is, Loona is a hypocritical abusive b*tch! I don't care what kind of backstory you give me. I don't care how sad you try to make the backstory. You can try to force anything you want on Loona -- It won't make me change my mind about her.

Octavia (And Stolas as a "father")

Words can't express how utterly bad I feel for this girl. Just, like -- just what are these writers trying to do with her??? I genuinely feel like she's only exist solely to make it seem like Stolas is a good father, yet they do a terrible job showing it.

So we have episode 2 of season 1 where Octavia is shown to be a miserable teenager. Why is she miserable? Not only is it because of her parents' constant fighting, but also because of Stolas's affair, which seemed to make things worse in Octavia eyes (because according to her, Stella and Stolas didn't fight all the time and their relationship seemed a little decent). And let's not forget when Octavia went with Stolas to Loo Loo Land to spend the day with him, only for Stolas to invite his one and only booty call to flirt and make sexual remarks (and in front of her, no less). He negleted Octavia that entire time, and that's his main problem! He never bothers to listen to her! He's always brushing her off. He might as well be ignoring her!! And when she finally calls him out on it, the writers made it to where she was only worried about ONE THING just to excuse Stolas's actions and continue these affairs with Blitzo! And after that, she instantly forgives him!!

WHA -- I'm -- ARE YOU SERIOUS!!!

It makes NO SENSE for Octavia to only be worried about Stolas leaving her and be cool with him sleeping with Blitzo! IT MAKES NOT AN OUNCE OF SENSE AT ALL!! Especially when Octavia made it pretty clear that Stolas ruined the family over what he did! The whole time, she showed obvious signs of anger and resentment everytime Stolas got horny and flirted with the man he had an affair with!

Then we have this episode!! Stolas forgot his promise to look at the meteor shower with Octavia and brushes her off once more so he can bicker with Stella (as if that's more important than speaking with your daughter). So Octavia travels to L.A. to see the meteor shower herself! Stolas doesn't even try to look for Octavia! He wastes his entire time focusing on Blitzo! By then end of the episode, Octavia didn't get to see the stars and is feeling upset over Stolas not being there with her, and rightfully so! But Loona comes across her and gives her a pointless speech about how much her dad cares, even when he doesn't show it! And guess what..... she instantly forgives him ONCE AGAIN! So, let me get this straight -- Octavia was in the wrong here? She was totally wrong for being upset at her father for ignoring her? She should've acknowledge the fact that he's "trying" to be a good dad?

I swear!!-- It's like Octavia is not allowed to be upset with Stolas for the whole episode! Loona doesn't even know Stolas, and yet she's trying to defend him!!! AND HE DOESN'T EVEN DERERVE IT, LIKE???? He would constantly choose his d*ck over his own daughter! And if you're gonna deny that, then let me remind you that Stolas had an affair and without considering his daughter's feelings about it! Or the fact that he made sexual remarks towards Blitzo countless of times in front of her! He doesn't even bother to look for her because he was more concern with Blitzo and his troubles! Oh, but he's trying.... Stolas is trying to be a good daddy?

My god! People are over here cheering Stolas on for finally talking mess to Stella over the phone! They don't even realize that he's yelling at his ex right in front of his daughter, while at the same time, not realizing how conflicted her situation is! So we have to feel bad for Octavia, but also laugh at Stolas for b*tch talking his ex even if Octavia made it pretty clear that she hated seeing her parents fight? Wow.... For something that's suppose to be serious and depressing, it makes a good laugh, doesn't it? Stolas is not being mature about it at all. He's actually being more childish for fighting back at Stella and just trying to get the last word. Not to mention that it was such terrible timing since Octavia was feeling so happy about spending time with her dad and when she tryna grab his attention, he brushes her off so he can talk more mess to Stella and fans are rooting for him??? Yeah, whoop-de-freakin'-do! Good job Stolas! No, really... I'm very proud of you...

This kinda thing goes to show me how much the writers don't care at all about Octavia as a character. If anything, she's more of a trump card to making us feel bad for Stolas or pat him on the back for being such a "GoOd FaThEr". "Just screw the fact that she has to deal with the toxicity of her family, constantly seeing them fight, or her father acting so innapropriately around her! Let's just have more Stolitz so the fans can suck up to us!"

Point in blank, Stolas is NOT a good dad! I don't care what Loona tries to convince in defense of him. What she says is completely invalid anyway. It doesn't matter that he cares about her or that he loves her. It doesn't matter that he'll never leave her. He hardly does anything to show care about Octavia. And when he is doing something, he's doing a TERRIBLE JOB! He doesn't deserve any sympathy from me. Hell -- Blitzo is a better father than Stolas, and he's not even good person in general.

Octavia deserves way better than this.

Stolitz (ugh)

I honestly can't express enough how much this ship disgusts me. This is literally the most "try-hard" ship I ever seen. It feels so forced!

The main problem with this topic is that Viv gives WAY too much attention to this ship to give a sh*t about ANYTHING ELSE!! Like we're literally given a thumbnail on youtube where it shows Octavia and Loona. In a way, that tells us that the episode was possibly going to be about those two. BUT NOPE!! Just had to have another episode where it's just Stolas and Blitzo. Doesn't even make any sense to put Via and Loona in the thumbnail considering those two only had two minutes of conversation. At this point, we can't go through ONE episode without a scene where its just Blitzo and Stolas, especially when its not even needed! NO! Stolas did not have to spend any time watching over Blitzo perform some stupid sitcom!! He did not need to be there for that. Its like he forgot the only reason why he even showed up in L.A. in the first place! And that was to look for his daughter! His daughter could've been in some sort of danger walking around the city and Stolas is worried more over Blitzo, so he sticks with him. Once again, he puts his stupid crush before his own daughter!!

What kind of progress are we seeing for Stolitzo anyway??? Is the show seriously gonna forget about the Ozzie's episode?? Y'know? The one where Blitzo invites Stolas on a date only because he wanted to spy on M&M and needed an escort to Ozzie's. One where he humiliates himself and Stolas got called out on his b.s.? One where Blitzo gets upset and rejects Stolas, making it seem like he probably wanted nothing to do with him anymore, and making it very clear to Stolas that Blitzo never reciprocated any feelings for him? You see where I'm going with this?

So after that episode, you expect me to believe that Blitzo is suddenly cool with Stolas?? That he just doesn't feel awkward or upset around him after their disaster date night? And these two are just talking to each like they're all boyfriends now!! Shouldn't they feel at least a little uncomfortable around each other? What -- are they just pretending that what happened in their date didn't happen? It could be because they wanted to focus more on finding Via, but it wouldn't make any lick of sense since they get themselves sidetracked anyway. It shouldn't even interfere that much in the state of their relationship anyway. It would make sense for them to feel a little discomfort. This is another example of terrible writing and it brings me back to what I said in the last page:

"One thing happens and suddenly that thing changes, and with no explanation as to why that something is how it is. Or when something happens so suddenly and it just seems out of character, you're left with no explaination as to why or how that happened. It just happens and you're left confused."

This folks is a good example: Stolas and Blitzo had a falling out and Blitzo was rightfully upset with Stolas. Then all of a sudden, they're all cool now! There was no explanation to why there suddenly good with each other. There was no show of them talking things out. They're just completely normal now!

Like -- I can't. I just can't.

So yeah, I hated this episode. I always expect something good, but I'm just left disappointed. There are plenty of other things I can say about this episode, but I just don't have the energy.

If you have any questions about the episode, or my review, feel free to ask!!

If you happen to disagree with any of this, feel free to shoot me with whatever you have, but just be mature about it. It's not like I'm actually gonna agree with you anyway...

#Helluva Boss #anti helluva boss #vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss critique #anti vivziepop #anti stolitz #anti stolas

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remcycl333 · 2 years ago

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Hello rem. I hope you answer my ask because I think nobody else is gonna. My sc has been really well for the past few days and today it kind of broke down. I tried being not that person who always keeps asking what am I doing wrong or what more can I do. But today I'm seeking help too. Today I realised it's been almost 3 months since I went for my classes because I've been trying the void and failing and now I have lost count of days and months. I didn't have anyone as friends there in my college but I did have people I used to hangout with. I was thinking hey I'm revamping everything so it doesn't matter and then I kind of completely ghosted them out and I was actually afraid I would run into one of them someday because we all live in the same city (yes I'm aware my thoughts created that). I literally have been living a double life. And even though I have successfully managed to escape seeing them 5-6 times sneakily, today one of them saw me and came upto me to talk. I was really nervous throughout the whole interaction because that meant I would've had to explain stuff in case they ask. She didn't ask anything except for what I'm doing now. That shook me to my core. Because apparently they all think I left college and is somewhere else now. No-one including my parents and people I live in that is except for my classmates know I've been bunking classes for like 3 months. Idk what to do. I was planning on entering the void again tonight but somehow that interaction stirred something up in me, almost feeling stupid because that college I'm in now where I'm bunking classes, I manifested that. So that's a shame. I don't have anyone to talk this with and its all on me. If I accept this shitty reality then I'll be a manipulator and considered an ungrateful bitch and a shitty person. I know I'm not. I cannot give up because I don't want to give in to this reality because it's gonna suck really hard. Been trying to hold on but oh my god I feel like it's a dead end. What should I do? It's time for us to pay the fee for this semester and if I don't tell my parents about it everything is gonna turn into a big mess. I'm running out of time. I should enter the void asap. Otherwise I don't know how long I'll be able to live this double life for. I don't want to manifest the usual way because I honestly don't know when the 3d is gonna show that up. I know I shouldn't be concerned about time but I cannot not be because thats the environment here. It's like trying to revise someone's death while being at their funeral. Then again I'm thinking is it possible for me to be that delusional? I don't even care I ranted because I just needed to get it off my chest and its been weighing me down heavily. What should I do? Is there anything you can tell me which can get me out of this mental image? I really really really want to enter the void and infact I'm going to tonight. But to think I've been living like this for 3 months is terrible. Please tell me honestly what I should do?

If you read till here, that itself is a big thing. Thank you for hearing me out. Now can you please help me out by telling me what to do?

hi love!! you can deal with your current reality and still continue to manifest your dream life! tell your parents about the fees before you create even more stress for yourself. then work on your self concept!!! affirm your life is perfect and your 3D conforms instantly. if you really really want to enter the void, put in the work!! you can try the 10k affirmations challenge and affirm for your void concept. saturate your mind with the idea that you can get into the void with ease and that your getting in tonight for a fact. i’m hoping that through sending this ask you were able to get a lot off your chest!! but continuing forward you have to stop complaining and acknowledging all of the stuff you don’t want, bc by doing so you’re manifesting more of it in your reality. you can manifest some things in your 3D being better—such as your relationships with your friends—and still work on getting into the void. you don’t have to choose one or the other!! hopefully through affirming and saturating your mind you can bring back some of your hope. and stop taking no as an answer!!! u can get in the void TONIGHT if u put ur foot down. if you really want it i recommend you put in the effort to work on your void concept!!!

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infinitelymint · 2 years ago

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That anon was very harsh. The public narrative of Harry is a bit of a male bimbo rockstar who falls in love hard and fast with pretty girls but is too much of a self obsessed player to settle down (until now!)

His public image isn’t evil but it’s casually misogynistic and still not someone I would support.

I agree with everything you say, I think - until holivia. I can’t speak for the first year of it because I was fandom hibernating for most of it, but I’ve been pretty consistently here since December and what I’ve seen of the stunt has just made Harry look consistently like more and more of an arse. If I was just looking without knowing what I do about ‘the real Harry’, I would think he was a grade A d-bag (and I would think she was one as well in the way she treats him- I guess in that regard they deserve each other). For Harry I think it’s gross to see him enable her being a shitty mother, I think it’s gross that he for all intents and purposes is her children’s stepfather but he doesn’t seem to take any responsibility for their well-being - they’ve publically been together for two years, if this was a proper relationship, he’d be a parent figure for those children, and yet he’s cool with her and her children moving around the world to accommodate him even though that means leaving their father on the other side of the world. That’s not prioritising the children and as an adult in their life, that’s his responsibility too. He even says ‘if I someday have children’ in that interview like… if you’re serious about your current public relationship, then for all intents and purposes, you do have step children already. That’s just a part of the package when you choose to date as you did (especially if, as we are supposed to believe, she and the children have been living in with him). Then to add on to that, what he did in Venice and to some extent the New York premiere too, that’s not professionalism. That’s just poor behaviour and really terribly hurtful if they were involved - he didn’t keep a professional distance, he flat out ignored her. If he was her actual boyfriend through all of that - yikes! Also, if they’re properly together, he must want her and the project to succeed - he was definitely not helping that, and he could have if he’d handled promo differently. Then there’s the whole way they started and the reports of unprofessional conduct on set. To me, if I were to see it from the outside, he got involved with his boss at work to an extent where that made his costar uncomfortable, to an extent where reports (which to someone who’s not invested may as well be the truth) from people on set say that he and his director were always hard to find (which to me insinuates that it’s because they were off boning) while she publicly had a long term partner and two children. And then if that was how my relationship to my partner who I really love started, then I would want to do everything in my power to keep it private for a long fucking time and to control the narrative once we did go public - not wander around hand in hand at a wedding at the height of covid, while shooting the joint movie was still happening and cruising around in cars without masking. Everything about debuting a relationship publically in that way - the timing, the manner, is just insane and makes both of them look unprofessional and like proper idiots. Man, I could rant about this forever but I’m gonna stop now 🙈

#she’s just as bad #imagine your boyfriend saying it wants privacy and then calling the papa all the time getting papped in his merch and placing yourself #in his house on social media #imagine hearing him say that he doesn’t like to be sexualised #and then put all the sex scenes from your movie with him #in the very first trailer #then market your film as a Harry styles thirst trap like…#publically they deserve each other

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sunflowers-and-cigarettes831 · 3 years ago

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Oooh, number 4 please? 💖

So fair warning- I’m really bad at writing fluff, which is why I posted the ask to get some more practice. Also, this is not beta’d because I don’t have a beta yet lol.

Ian settled against the back of the couch, stretching lazily and flipping through the tv channels. He stopped it on some nature documentary, letting the sounds of the tv fill up the quiet apartment. His medicine bottles looked at him accusingly from their place on the table. He hadn’t taken his afternoon meds yet, but he was too lazy to get up now.

The air kicked on with a quiet buzz, the sound just enough to almost lull Ian to sleep. He slumped down, making himself more comfortable and glancing over at the clock. Mickey should be home soon. Ian missed him, but then again Ian always missed his boyfriend when they were apart for more than a few hours.

As if on cue, the front door slammed open, startling Ian out of his stupor. He grinned to himself as his boyfriend came into his view, yanking off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.

Mickey then threw himself across the couch, head in Ian’s lap and feet propped up on the armrest. “My brothers are fucking idiots.”

Ian grinned down at him and ran his fingers through Mickey’s hair, gently detangling it as he went. “Yeah? What happened?”

Mickey dragged his hand down his face with a sigh. “Those fuckers dropped a couch and the leg broke, so the bitch got mad at us and made us unload the whole truck. We lost a whole truckload and all that time.”

Ian patiently listened to Mickey rant, rubbing his finger along Mickey’s cheekbone. He made his way down his neck and slowly worked out the tension there before moving down to his shoulders and then his chest. Mickey relaxed against him more and more as he continued, his speech starting to slur together.

“-now they’ve got…fucking warnings posted about us.” Mickey reached up and patted Ian’s cheek. “I love you,” He mumbled, rolling over on his side and burying his face in Ian’s shirt.

“I love you too.” Ian was glad that Mickey couldn’t see the massive grin that spread across his face. He began to rub Mickey’s back, feeling the tension leave his boyfriend.

Mickey’s breathing evened out, and soon Ian could see that he was asleep. He looked down at him. He always loved how peaceful Mickey looked when he was asleep; how his face smoothed out and didn’t have that perpetually pissed off look.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered reverently. Brushing Mickey’s hair out of his face, he traced his eyebrow softly so as to not wake him up. He loved his boyfriend so much, he couldn’t put it into words. So he said the next closest thing.

“I’m gonna marry you someday.” Ian felt his heart swell with the thought. “It might have to wait a few years, at least until we can move out of this shithole, but I’m gonna do it.” He watched Mickey sleep, watched the way his chest rose and fell with each breath. Letting his eyes wander, he took stock of the parts of Mickey that he could see. Scars were scattered on his back, some of them caused by Terry, some from prison, and some from runs gone wrong. Ian knew if he could see farther down along the back of his thighs and his legs, he’d see the scars from where Mickey had been shot because of him. His chest constricted, so he paused to remind himself that Mickey had never, not even once, blamed him for either incident.

He carefully shifted into a more comfortable position, making sure he cradled the back of Mickey’s head to prevent him from waking up. Mickey only grumbled and nuzzled further into Ian’s shirt, reaching up to grab a fistful of it. Ian felt his heart flutter at the sight. He leaned his head back against the cushion with a grin, closing his eyes and drifting off into sleep.

#ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #gallavich #ian and mickey #ian gallagher and mickey milkovich #shameless #fanfic #gallavich fandom #gallavich fanfic #shameless fandom #gallavich fanfiction #shameless fanfic #ian gallagher fan #mickey milkovich fan #i really need a beta #like badly #i’m really bad at #fluff

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bokettochild · 3 years ago

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A Hero Protects His Own - Part 1

Ao3

AU is by @ryssbelle I just write for it!!!! Go check them and their awesome AU out!!!!

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Loud.

It’s loud and the camp is overwhelmingly tense as Legend screams harsh words in a language Twilight doesn’t understand. The others sit in silence, either burying their heads in their hands or trying their hardest to ignore it while Sky stares cold and impassive at the vet.

He shrinks back into his hood.

He’s fought the worst of the worst; monsters, evils, shadows and nightmares from realms beyond what the others will ever know, but somehow hearing his brothers screaming at each other like this is what it takes to make him shiver and shrink back.

Or maybe it’s the steel in Sky’s eyes.

He’s tried to separate them, tried to stop Legend antagonizing the Chosen Hero, and for a while he even thought it worked! Sky and Legend had bonded some after what the three of them refer to as “the bunny incident” Legend with a fierce blush and Sky and himself with grins and teasing. The vet would tease them, stand at their side and back them up, and they would do the same for him. That’s just the power of secrets, sharing them makes you closer to other people.

But then they’d been dropped in Legend’s world. They’d come to the veteran’s Hyrule and spent a day at his house and gone out to the forest with Ravio to investigate something strange that the merchant had seen. When they'd come to the cozy cottage, Sky had been teasing Legend and receiving playful jabs in return, but the next morning when everyone woke up there was stone cold silence between the two, Ravio overcome with nervous energy that, to their collective shock, had earned him some rather sharp words from the Skyloftian when the merchant had gotten them lost in the woods.

From there it got worse.

Legend and Sky are almost always at each other's throats now, icy blue and raging indigo burning into each other as Time has struggled to keep them separate, neither willing to explain their spat and Ravio to overcome to even attempt it.

The bunny merchant clings to Warriors even now, their scarves wrapped over the both of them and tying them together as Warriors paints the merchant’s nails, speaking softly and recounting adventures the two had apparently shared in an attempt to distract him from the shouting that fills the camp and the heated stares being shot between two heroes.

Sky’s hand grips the hilt of the Master Sword where it lies in his lap and Legend’s fist at his sides while he stands over the older hero, face twisted up in an ugly expression as he spews words Twilight knows he doesn’t want to understand.

“Make it stop.” Four whimpers, head buried in his side as the smithy’s shoulders tense further with each word. “It hurts.”

“Guys-” He tries, he really does, to be firm, but when there's so much anger already in the air, he knows that yelling will only do so much good, and when Sky’s sharp eyes meet his, usually so gentle and dreamy but now flashing with lightning and shadowed in thunderclouds, it’s all he can do to keep his voice low enough to not worsen things for Four.

“You’re hurting Four.” Time scolds.

Legend’s mouth snaps shut, Sky’s hands twitching as the two both look over the miserable bundle against his side.

“Fine.” Legend snaps, crossing his arms and looking away.

“Apologies.” Sky nods.

It’s easy to believe Sky will be a king one day when he acts like that. There’s no doubt that their usually sleepy friend can rule and command when he sits poker straight, actions clipped as his words and tone deep enough to rival times when he speaks. Gone are the gentle words and reassuring smiles, instead replaced with regal nods and flashing silver eyes. The war cape that usually warms shivering heroes on cold nights is a cape, and the halo cast over the Skyloftian’s honey-hair is a crown in the firelight.

Twilight has to shift in his place.

Thank Ordonia the two both have a soft spot for the smithy, otherwise they’d be here all night! And, while he loves the wolf that nestles inside of his heart, he also hates how the wolf’s senses affect his own. Legend’s shrieks might be annoying to the others, but to himself and Four, they’re agonizing.

Then again, he has to muffle a strained chuckle as Legend stomps past on his way to his bedroll, which is as far as possible from Sky’s without Time raising his brows, rabbits do scream rather loudly, don’t they.

“Are they done?” Four’s eyes actually have tears in them when he looks up, face flushed and miserable as he peeks up out from under the tail end of the wolf pelt.

“Yeah.” He has to keep his voice low as he answers, Four’s headaches are well known to be absolutely awful, and he can’t help but gently pet the smithy’s hair in an attempt to comfort him.

Baby.

Twilight has to stop himself from rolling his eyes. Four’s nearly an adult.

Baby. The wolf in his soul rumbles, and Twilight has to mentally restrain himself from pulling the little smithy into his arms and absolutely suffocating him with his fluffy pelt and arms as he holds him as tight as possible. He thinks Four once explained why they want to squeeze babies and small things so much, but he can’t be bothered to dig through all of the smithy’s rants about Hylian behavior in order to remember it.

It was something related to eating though, and the thought makes him wrinkle his nose.

“Good.” Four sighs, flopping fully against him and tugging the pelt over his eyes. “They do that again and I’m gonna slap them both. Jerks.”

A laugh rumbles through his chest as the wolf growls in approval.

Fierce baby. The Wolf laughs.

He’s close to our age. Twilight reminds himself. He jist looks small and young.

Never mind that the smithy has his childish moments, eyes glimmering red and warm as he laughs along with Wind as the two watch some prank or another play out. It’s always hard to tell if Four is just laughing at their misfortune or if he’s the reason for it and is reveling in his genius, because when questioned the smithy always looks so childishly innocent or entirely unimpressed. It’s a difficult thing to pin the blame on the smithy, and they’ve all quite given up. Except Sky.

Sky, who can read Four like a book and is currently shooting worried glances in the smithy’s direction, all fire and rage gone from crystal eyes when the Skyloftian catches sight of the smithy curled up beside him, only his legs and stockinged feet visible beneath the pelt. “Is he okay?”

Twilight nods. “Exhausted, fightin’ a bad headache, but he says it ain’t quite a migraine.”

The other hero nods with a wince. “You got him then?”

Oh definitely. This is his little brother! Of course, he can take care of him! “Yeah.”

“Okay.”

He’s feeling guilty.

They are close, he prob’bly just wants to help.

“You good, Sky?”

Crystal blue meets his slowly, a pained smile on his brother’s face as Sky settles down on his other side, reaching over quickly to gently pat Four’s knee before answering. “Yeah. Legend just-” Sky answers, running a hand through his hair with a huff of his puffed-out cheeks. “Vet’s a Hylia Blessed piece of work somedays!”

Laughter spills from him this time, and he can’t stop it even when Four pokes his side irritably. “That has got to be the nicest way I’ve e’er heard someone call another person an ass! Did you just say ‘Hylia blessed’?”

Sky rolls his eyes. “I love Legend same as any of you guys, he’s just...” Another heavy puff of breath, one that he didn’t know Sky could even manage with his asthma, billows out, ruffling the Skyloftian’s bangs as he motions to where Legend is sat with his back against Warriors, Twilight would almost dare to say that the vet is pouting as War reaches over to gently ruffle the vet’s hair fondly while Ravio chirps something nervous and encouraging at him.

“He can a bit difficult.” He finishes, but Sky shakes his head fiercely.

“That’s not it! I deal with difficult people all the time! My best friend was the biggest ass I knew before he stopped trying to one up me and started to actually help. I can handle a bit of sass and snark, I mean, look at us!” Sky exclaims, motioning to the camp and everyone in it.

“Keep it down!” Four hisses. “Headache!”

“Sorry.” He choruses with Sky as the smithy glares up at the both of them before retreating back underneath the protective shade of his wolf pelt.

“It’s not the grouchiness, or the snark.” Sky explains softly, blue eyes pained as they glance at Legend. “We’re just. We have very different opinions about some things.” He’s about to say something when Sky cuts him off, eyes glistening softly in the fire as he stares across at the pouting vet. “I get that he doesn’t care for the goddesses. I’m not happy with it, but I can respect his opinions; they’re valid as much as mine are, and he has his reasons to feel the way he does. But some things-” The Skyloftian shakes his head fiercely, eyes going stony again. “Some things aren’t open for discussion like faith and beliefs. Hard, cold facts can’t be denied, no matter how much Legend would like to.”

There’s a bite in Sky’s voice again, and it makes him flinch back. Beneath his pelt, Four’s fingers clench his tunic, the smithy stiff as a board again. He sneaks an arm around the younger hero, squeezing gently in reassurance as he follows Sky’s gaze to the trio opposite them, where Legend is glaring at a laughing Warriors while Ravio giggles softly along, the three melting back into their seamlessly antagonistically friendly behavior around each other.

“Legend’s smart. But he’s also blind.” Sky bites out bitterly. “And it’s just gonna get him hurt.”

He’s about to ask what Sky means, but at that very moment Wild jumps up from sitting beside Time, ears pricked and eyes wide as a hoarse-shout rings from his cub’s throat. “Monster attack!”

Monsters.

The growl rumbles in his chest as he pulls himself to his feet, Four following with a groan and Sky already sprinting across the camp with the Master Sword drawn and in hand.

The monsters are on them before most of them even have a chance to draw their blades.

Mindless beasts swirl about, blocking his vision of the others as he dances through them, fending off any headed towards the suffering smithy while simultaneously trying to carve a path for himself and Four to where the others are.

“Eyes out for the black one!” Warriors voice rises over the din of blades crashing and monsters squealing, all of the playfulness of the moment before replaced with the practiced calm and clipped tones of a soldier.

“Aye Captain!” Wind shouts back, followed by Wild and Time, the only one’s accustomed to a soldier’s commands, as they thrust themselves into the battle.

The monsters swarm thicker and thicker, but in every spare second, he keeps his eyes open, searching the crowd for the black lizalfoes that’s been the source of so much of their trouble lately. Nothing can be seen save monster after monster of the normal sort, their blood streaking red across the dirt, thin and weak as bodies fall with more ease than any of their previous battles.

“These ‘blins are red blooded!” He calls out. “Keep your guards up! They strong one’s are prob’bly holdin’ back!”

The Ordon Sword sings through the air, but despite his own warning, the monsters are already starting the thin. More stream in from the forest, but they runabout wild like any old ‘blins and lizards, none of the intelligence or strength of their corrupted cousins making an appearance so often recently. The same can be said of the black lizalfoes; no one can spot it, there’s no flash of black in the crowd save for his own pelt as he spins and stabs, dancing easily along to Warriors’ side.

“Any sign?” The captain pants out, parrying an enemy blade and thrusting forwards to skewer the moblin before him.

“None.” He heaves back, raising his shield against his own opponent and pushing back against the spear that embedded it inside. “Have you seen Four? I lost him in the mob?”

The words are hardly out of his mouth before a scream, all too harsh and broken sounded across the field. “Sky!”

Midnight meets royal blue as soldier and rancher lock eyes for all of a moment before swinging out with all their might at their enemies, razing them low and clearing their vision long enough to stare over the field.

Four is clutching at his sword arm, eyes wide and staring as they looked to where Sky has been cast onto the ground a few paces away, thrown by the force of a blow that no doubt had been headed for the smithy himself. No ordinary monster could land a blow on Sky unless he was rushing to someone else’s rescue, and the guilt already filtering into the smithy’s eyes was all that is needed to confirm the thought.

The Master Sword lies on the forest floor, to far from Sky for the knight to grasp it as he pulls himself to his knees, enemies already baring down on him from all directions.

“Sky!” Twin voices shout.

Flying-Heart!!!! The Wolf screams inside of him, pushing his feet forwards to charge to Sky’s side.

Red flashes before him, swirling fabric, the color of aged blood and wine, a hood like a poe’s drawn up over a being’s head, a single blackened hand reaching out from beneath, red swirling over clawed fingers as Sky’s breath comes heaving from his lungs, side bleeding from the blow that had downed him.

A voice, neither high nor low but pitched in such a way that none could hear quite what was being said, murmurs something as the power on the blackened hand pulses.

Monsters rage around the hero and poe-like being, but none step closer to Sky, although their eyes trail to him eagerly every so often when Heroes, desperate to save their brother, aren’t hacking through their numbers.

A moblin rises before Twilight, blocking his vision for precious seconds before a roar built in his chest and his sword cleft the being in two. The second was enough though. Sky’s scream sounds over the field, harsh and grating and agonizing! The wolf throbs inside of him, tearing at the walls of his mind as he attempted to press through the creatures keeping him from his brother.

“Get back you-” Legend’s words are cut off sharply by Time’s scream of rage as the biggoron sword swings and fells three monsters at once. The Master Sword gleams in Legend’s hands as he launches himself at the being, teeth set and eyes flashing as he swings down, making the red-cape dart back as the pink-haired hero came to a halt between hero and monster, Sky’s weakening breath ringing over the field.

The vet’s eyes flash to meet his for only a moment. “Kick ass! We need to end this!”

A firm nod, the wolf is already raging inside him and he gave it full control as his blade and shield fend off and fell enemy after enemy, their screams and blood running over him like the air itself, so little he cares for them. His only job now is to beat back the monsters, give Legend space to work, keep Sky safe.

Beat the monsters.

Give Legend space to wreak havoc.

Protect Sky.

Beat the monsters.

Give Legend space to wreak havoc.

Protect Sky.

Beat the monsters.

Give Legend space to wreak havoc.

Protect Sky.

Like a dirge of war, the wolf’s thoughts swirl with his own, red clouding his vision as the Ordon Sword severs limbs and head and cleft bodies in two. Feet dance the war stomps of bloodlust as eyes flash with the golden of the wolf.

“Portal!” Wild screams over the din of the monsters falling. “Hylia’s!” His pup sounds strained, rage and terror mixing in a cocktail of fury as arrows plunge into the enemy and weapons fly loose across the Champion’s personal battle space, an area where even the monsters drew back in fear while the rest of the heroes give the youngster ample space to cause chaos.

Sure enough, the portal’s golden power is sweeping across the field, the faint brush of feathers over their cheeks and shoulders and the whisper of warmth and honey as the goddess’s strength flows over the field.

“Legend, watch out!” Hyrule’s cry cuts through, and Twilight only has enough time to see the blackened hand swing forwards and catch hold of Legend’s tunic before the golden glow of the shift swept it all away.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #devine beast sky #devine twili beast sky #raven of sky #lu sky #lu legend #lu twilight #lu four #idiot writes angst #danggit! I forgot to tag Ravio on ao3!!!!#uh... yeah #lu ravio #lu time #lu hyrule #lu warriors #lu wind #lu wild #ryssbelle my beloved

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vanillanaps · 4 years ago

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Unthinkable | Bucky Barnes

Summary - Tired of hiding your relationship with Bucky, you decide that you’re ready to go public, but when he doesn’t have the reaction you expect, things take a turn for the worst

A/n - Unthinkable x Alicia Keys

Category - 40s!Bucky x black!Reader, angst

Warnings - well it’s the 40s with a black reader so, language, implied smut (if you squint) talks alluding to racism.

Word count - 2.0k

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A soft breeze gushed through the open space of the cracked window, filling the room with crisp air. Yours, along with his, body laid beneath the thin fabric that barely covered anything. Slick with sweat limbs were limp, chest heaving as your breathing tried to regulate. You were connected to one another, his fingertips trailing the side of your naked hip as his warm lips pressed soft kisses onto your shoulder.

“I should go soon, doll.” He muttered into your neck, a smile gracing his lips once he heard you groan. Wrapping his arms fully around your waist and pulling your body flush against his, “I know, I know. I don’t wanna go either, but I have to.”

You relished in the moment for a while longer. The way his lips felt against yours, his calloused hands following along the curves of your body, gripping it where he pleased before it all ended. Bucky pulled away from you with one last kiss. You watched him as he sat on the side of your bed, pulling his boxers up his legs and over his hips.

A quiet sigh escaped you as the dread flooded in. You hated this. Bucky quietly sneaking his way into your neighborhood, into your window to spend a few hours of the night with you. A whole 19 hours passing by before you could hold him in your arms again. Sure, you’d see him on the streets, but what good was that? You couldn’t walk over to him, hug him, hold his hand, kiss him. Hell, you would barely be able to speak to him without receiving the looks you had gotten for simply just living in your skin. But, was it worth it? Was fearing the way people viewed you worth you finally being happy in public with the love of your life? Would it be worth letting the plethora of women that came up to flirt with Bucky fly free? Countless amounts of times had you watch women walk up and flirt with your man. Of course, he’d turn them down but not without that charming smile that had them still thinking they had a chance. That charming smile that won you over in the first place.

You wanted to be able to flaunt Bucky. To tell those women that he was taken by you. To be able to tell your family that you were in a happy relationship and found someone to spend the rest of your life with. A man that you were so deeply in love with and who were ready to have a family with, but you couldn’t do that in hiding.

Your eyes followed Bucky around your room as he collected his scattered clothes, “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.” He glanced over at you, letting you know that he was listening before pulling on his pants. Taking your lip between your teeth, watching him dress, you started second guessing yourself. What if he didn’t feel the same as you did? What if he only liked you because it was a secret? He would be satisfied with his lay for the night and was relieved in the fact that he wouldn’t be bothered by you until he would be by your window again—No, no. Bucky wouldn’t do that, Bucky loved you inside and out, he would never use you in the way that you're implying. He’d never use you in a way that you didn’t want to be used, “Doll? What’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours?”

The concern in his voice pulled you from your thoughts and pushed away all the bad ones. He sat besides you, his steel blue eyes locked into your brown ones. You finally spoke, “..What do you think of me?”

Bucky eyebrows shot up in surprise. He could tell by the look on your face that something was bothering you, but was he expecting this question? Not in a million years, “What kind of question is that?” He huffed out a laugh.

“Buck, be serious.” You pouted, pulling yourself up to lean against the headboard, using the blanket to cover your chest, “What do you think of me?”

His eyes searched your face, finally realizing that you were serious. Had he done something recently to make you doubt yourself in such a way? Had he not been showering you in enough love whenever he got a chance to see you? Did he not call you beautiful enough? Spew to you much he loved you?

He nodded taking your hand into his, letting his thumb brush over your knuckles, “Well first, I think you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. You’re gorgeous, smart, hilarious, compassionate. You’re the only woman that I have ever loved more than anything in this world. And I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you...someday.”

Someday. Someday. Someday. The word repeated over and over in your head. Someday when? Today? Tomorrow? In the near future? How could it be someday when there wasn't a day the two of you had been seen together.

Your heart was beating out of your chest. Nerves taking over your entire body. It was now or never. If he loved you like he said he did, there would be no objections, “I don’t wanna hide us anymore, Bucky.”

This time, it was Bucky’s turn for his heart to beat out of his chest. Were you being serious? Where did all this come from? The two of you had a schedule and it was there for a reason.

His eyebrows furrowed as he let out a nervous chuckle, “Baby, you’re joking—right? Tell me you’re joking?”

Your chest filled with pain as the tears bubbled in your eyes, pulling your hand from his grasp as you cleared your throat desperately not wanting to cry, “I’m serious, James.” His face dropped at the usage of his first name. He hated when you called him that. It was too serious—too formal. James didn’t feel like him. To you, he was Bucky, baby. Now you sat here calling him by his government, it definitely wasn’t a joke.

“But, why? Why would you want that? I mean, we do this for a reason, Doll.” He expressed, trying to reach out for your hand again only for you to push it away as you scrabbled out of the bed, scanning the room for your clothes now as he took your spot from watching on the bed.

“Why would I want that? Maybe because I’m sick and tired of us having to hide. Seeing you for what? 5 hours out of the 24 of the day? Sometimes even longer due to us working, or just having separate lives completely?” You ranted, pulling your undergarments on, picking up your dress from hours before and tossing it in the hamper, “I want to be seen with you, Bucky. I want to be able to kiss and hug you without a care in the world. Walk down the street holding your hand. Cuddle up with you at the theatre while watching a movie. I want to tell those girls that come up to that you’re taken! I don’t want to watch from the sidelines anymore! I’ve been doing it for a year and I don’t want to be your dirty little secret anymore!”

“Y/n, lower your voice before someone gets suspicious.” Bucky told you as he stood from his spot on your bed and made his way over to you, stopping you from wandering around the room. You were frustrated and he could tell by the way you had started cleaning in the middle of your rant, “Look at me.” He pleaded, face following yours as you turned it in every way trying to avoid him, but eventually his hand came up to grab your chin, forcing your face to stay still as his eyes came in contact with yours, “I hear you baby, loud and clear. I love you and I’d never want you to feel unhappy or insecure in our relationship—but we do this for a reason. Do you have any idea about the things people will say about you? The looks you’ll get? Baby we can’t, not now at least.”

“What can they say about me that they already haven’t, Bucky?” You sighed, finally letting that tear slip down your cheek, “I don’t care about them, I care about you! I care about us! And this—situation we have is hurting me.”

“I’m just trying to protect you.” He tried explaining.

You pushed his hand away, moving away from his body as you walked to the opposite side of the room, “Trying to protect me or trying to protect you?”

“Excuse me?” Bucky was taken back by your words.

Your tongue ran over your now dried lips, the saltiness from your tears now lingered on your taste buds, “How can you say you want to spend the rest of your life with me when you don’t even want to be seen in public with me?”

Now it was his turn to get defensive, “Don’t put words into my mouth.”

“How else am I supposed to take it?! What are you protecting me from, hmm? Have you listened to anything I’ve said?! People are going to talk about me because I’m just me. Simply because my skin is darker than yours and theirs.Whether I’m with you or not! I don’t care about what people think of me, if I did they would’ve ran me out of this town a long time ago. The only opinion I care about is yours!” You argued, “But clearly you do care about what everyone else says.”

Bucky stood there, shocked and confused. Just a few days ago, you were perfectly confined in what the two of you had been doing for over a year now. What had drastically changed that had you wanting to risk it all, “Yes, Y/n, I do care because I don’t want to sit and listen to people shit talk the girl I’m in love with! I want to marry you! I will marry you! I’ll propose to you right now and go out to get you a ring. I will do anything to make you happy and you know that. Why can’t you do this for me and just be patient?”

“Patient ‘till when? No matter where we go, we will get looks from people, Bucky! There’s no stopping that!” You were exasperated. This was getting nowhere, he was hellbent on staying a secret and you were the exact opposite. You were foolish to ever think this would work. Not in these times, “It’s getting late. Maybe you should just go.”

“So that’s it? You’re gonna kick me out now?” He questioned, waiting for response, but when your eyes never left the ground he got his answer. Bucky shook his head as put his shoes on before grabbing his jacket and going over to your window, opening it more. His escape route since it caused less attention than your front door. He glanced back at you one more, “I love you.” If possible, you’d be able to hear his heart shatter into a thousand pieces when you didn’t return your affection. There was never a time he didn’t leave you without the both of you saying I love you. This has done it now.

You watched from the corner of your eye as he left through the window. You waited a minute before going over to check if he was clear as you shut the window. Not a moment passed by before the tears began rolling. You questioned how a simple request had turned into this whole fiasco. You should’ve listened to your gut and never asked that stupid question because now everything you worked for, had gone to waste. All the love and commitment that had been put into your relationship was in the trash. Guess it wasn’t meant to be after all.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x yn #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes

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koushou · 4 years ago

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hi!! could u do a oneshot for fem!mechanic!reader x childe, zhongli & albedo separately? if u only do one character per request, then i'd prefer childe - also i get the term 'mechanic' is kinda vague so i guess a reader who invents and repairs things could be another way to word it

pairings : childe, zhongli, albedo x f!mechanic!reader (separate)

{fluff, lots of crack}

warnings : none !

wc : 1.3k

a/n : i'm so so sorry this took so long TT it’s been a bit busy recently, anw thank you for requesting!! (the reader here is less of a mechanic, she just invents stuff; i hope u like them!)

“Ouch!”

Childe yelps as he steps on the hundredth nail that day in your shared home in Liyue, hopping on one foot in pain as you sheepishly send him an apologetic smile.

“Oops! Looks like I missed one.”

“Baby, you’re killing me - literally.”

You hum, happily returning back to whatever strange invention you had come up with that day, as Childe heaves a sigh and retreats away from the danger zone, aka anywhere within a 5-feet radius around you.

He grimaces, inspecting the minor outline the nail had made on the bottom of his right foot, before your voice rings through the air.

“Childe, come here!”

A few crashes and bangs sound from the other room you occupied, followed by a string of curses.

Yup, you really were going to kill him someday.

He makes his way cautiously to where you were, and he was surprised to see you holding a metal bow-shaped gadget with little parts attached on the sides.

“You mentioned wanting to improve on your archery skills, so this, my newest invention - you should be honored, by the way - is made just for you!”

You smile triumphantly at him, beginning to explain the functions of the gadget, the little parts that can assist him in working on his aim, how you could adjust the grip on the bow to make it more comfortable, and -

Childe couldn’t help the grin spreading across his face, he thought you looked the most beautiful when you talked about your passions and interests. Plus, you took your time and made it just for him?

He engulfs you in a hug, breaking you out of your rant, leaving you confused.

“I love you so much. Thank you for this, honey,” Childe suddenly proclaims.

You giggle, about to say it back when one of the small parts on the metal gadget in your hand falls off, landing right on your boyfriend’s foot.

“Ow--!” He limps with his unwounded foot before tripping again on the same nail he had stepped on earlier.

“Childe!” You rush over to him, bending down to offer him a hand before stepping on the nail yourself and falling right on top of him - also accidentally stepping on his wounded foot along the way.

Ignoring your half-dead boyfriend now on the verge of tears on the ground, you gasp at the sight of the nail.

“Oh, that must be the nail I was missing - that’s why the part fell off!”

Childe sighs again.

In Mondstadt, you two were known as the smartest couple.

With Albedo as the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius, it was only natural he had a deep understanding in alchemy already. Paired with your unique skill in being able to repair and invent almost anything, experiments with you two were a daily routine.

“Darling, do you mind passing me the warming gadget you made earlier? I’m heading out to gather some ingredients for my next experiment.”

“Of course! Here.”

Being with the most dedicated alchemist of Mondstadt meant traveling quite a lot, especially to Dragonspine.

Of course, Albedo insists you stay home as it could be dangerous, but you argue that you would miss him too much. Plus, you could - quoted from you - “use your inventing abilities to assist him in his experiments.”

It would be a lie if Albedo said your skills haven’t come in handy, especially in situations like these.

“I designed it so that the colder the temperature gets, the more heat this gadget produces! Super helpful, right?”

Albedo chuckles, taking your latest invention from your hands, before smiling at your excited expression.

“Yes, dear. I’m not sure what I’d do without you.”

You giggle, leaning into him, planting a small kiss on his cheek before he sets out on his exploration.

“Ah - just remember to adjust the sensitivity when-“

You gasp suddenly in the middle of your sentence, eyes widening like it always did when you had some brilliant idea for your next creation.

“Wait, dear, what do you mea-“ Albedo starts, but stops as he watches you already busying yourself around the workspace, gathering materials with a wild grin on your face.

He sighs, smiling gently to himself as he decides it was probably nothing important.

He regrets not asking.

Albedo shivers, breathing out in relief as he spots the entrance to the camp.

The gadget had suddenly started producing an excessive amount of heat as he was starting to head back, too hot even in Dragonspine.

After the small gadget had become too hot for the touch, it let out a small explosion before letting out a trail of smoke indicating it was no longer usable.

The small explosion had shocked the blonde alchemist, resulting in him falling in a pile of snow.

Albedo steps into the safe confines of the camp, alerting you of his presence.

“Oh - you’re back Alb-” You pause, examining his appearance.

“Why are you covered in snow, dear?”

He only sighs, as you narrow your eyes at the broken gadget in his hand.

“Oh no - did you forget to adjust the sensitivity??” You furrow your eyebrows at the now useless tool, taking it from him and examining it carefully.

“You didn’t tell me-” He starts to explain, before you interrupt him.

“I just made this, Albedo!” You pout at him, setting the broken object on the table, before huffing and walking towards the alchemist.

Grabbing a nearby towel, you start to clean him of the snow he had fallen in earlier, scolding him to be more careful.

“Go sit down, I’ll make you some hot chocolate. You’re gonna get sick.” You huff again, turning around leaving a very confused Albedo still standing.

He then breaks into a laugh, amused by your very unique way of caring for him.

“I love you a lot, darling, you know?” He suddenly confesses while making his way to a seat.

“W-wha-” You almost dropped the cup in your hand, flustered.

“Be quiet and drink your hot chocolate--!”

Your giggling could be heard as a confused Zhongli held a small controller in his hands, trying to navigate the robot dog on the floor.

“Zhongli - other way--!”

“Like this?”

The dog crashed into the wall of your home, leaving Zhongli huffing and putting the controller down.

You couldn’t resist a laugh at your pouting boyfriend. “Aww, Zhongli, here I’ll show you!”

You take the controller and explain the buttons and how to move the dog properly, while he watches with a serious expression.

“Here, you try.”

Zhongli furrows his eyebrows, carefully moving the buttons as you instructed. When the dog finally moves in a direction that isn’t crashing into something, you could’ve sworn you saw Zhongli’s eyes light up.

You stifled a giggle at his excited expression, almost resisting the urge to ruffle his hair with how adorable he looked for such a seemingly mature man.

Without thinking, you leaned forward to press a kiss against his unknowing lips, to which Zhongli froze almost dropped the controller at the action.

“Ah-uhm,” The geo archon clears his throat, facing you with a raise of his eyebrows. “What was that for, love?”

You shake your head, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Nothing. You’re just too cute with that thing.”

Zhongli chuckles, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Thank you for making this, darling. It is quite amusing to play with.”

A smile breaks across your face, sitting up to face him. “There’s a cool trick this dog can do, want to see?”

He nods, curious as you take the controller from his hands.

Hiding a mischievous smile on your lips, you press a button on the bottom of the controller that sends the robotic dog jumping into Zhongli’s lap, startling the tall man.

The dog starts to lick Zhongli’s face - with its mechanical tongue - as he sputters and finally gets the dog to stay in place in his arms.

“Love - this is...the trick?”

You burst out laughing at the still squirming dog in your shocked boyfriend’s arms, raising the controller again.

“There’s another trick too! Wanna s-”

“No.”

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nobutfredweasleytho · 3 years ago

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YOU JUST DON’T LISTEN(F.W)

Summary: Fred’s ex girlfriend writes him a letter to explain the how him using her wrecked her emotionally.

Warnings: angst, like a lot of angst, depressed Y/N, mentions of self doubt, a little swearing, mentions of parents not loving correctly, used reader. Let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: Major thank you to Gabriella @onlyfreds for being an amazing person and encouraging me to write whatever this mess is. I am forever grateful to you

(The font is terrible Im sorry im just getting used to working on tumblr)

Fred Weasley checked the muggle clock on his nightstand. 10:30 AM. His mom will call him for breakfast anytime now. He has been awake for quite some time if he can even count the 30 minutes he tried to sleep but couldn’t, not when every time he tries to close his eyes his mind and eventually dreams are clouded by her. By the last time he looked at her, how devastated she looked, How her face was wet from her tears and her eyes bloodshot red, but the thing Fred will never be able to forget is her voice. How raw and vulnerable she sounded while saying the most horrible thing’s anyone has ever said to him, but he can’t blame her, he has no one to blame but himself because in the end it was he who caused all of this and now its come to bite him in the ass. He hears the door open and his twin brother George enters.

“Mom says breakfast is ready and she wants you downstairs. She says she’ll drag you herself if you don’t show up again today.”

“Tell her I’m not hungry and I’ll come grab a bite later.” I really don’t feel like being surrounded by other people right now. Not in this pathetic state I’m in. Besides it will take me willpower I don’t have to not hex Ron into oblivion.

“Well she will not take no for an answer and I wont either. What’s done is done now and you’ll have to face the world someday so start with your own family because everyone down there is worried sick about you and the least you can do is show your face once in a while so they know you haven’t died of starvation or sleep deprivation.” George has worry written all over him and I’m sure the rest of the family has it too. I feel even more like shit for worrying them.

“Fine. But I come back here if she is mentioned are we clear?”

“We weren’t gonna mention Y/N anyway now lets go moms worried sick for your dumbass.”

Breakfast was going smoothly with Ginny and Ron being exited for Quidditch season, Harry and Bill discussing the unfortunate events of the Triwizard tournament last year, dad asking Hermione about a rubber duck whatever that is, but the most shocking thing is mom asking me and George about the joke shop products. George is doing most of the talking but still the fact that shes even asking is awesome. I was finally feeling peaceful this whole winter break until I heard a hoot outside the window.

“I thought it was Tuesday but since mail is here does it mean its Friday already? Oh how fast time is going.

“No Arthur honey you are right it is Tuesday, Bill or George can one of you see if that owl has the owners name attached to it and bring whatever letter he has here to see who is it for.”

Bill got up from his seat and went to the window next to the countertop to look at the mystery owl. “Do we even know a Y/N Y/L/N?”

The room went quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the owls hoot asking for its treat. Bill seemed not to realise this as he took the letter from the owl, gave him a treat and sent it on its way.

“To Fred Weasley from Y/N Y/L/N… Who’s Y/N is she the girl you’ve been crying over this whole time huh Freddie?” Bill chuckled but I just grabbed the letter. I had no time to even be mad at him because once again my mind fogs up with only her. I couldn’t help but feel relieved and the happiest I felt in a long time. She has forgiven me. Y/N forgave me. That has to be it. Why else would she send me a letter?

“I had a great time with you guys but there’s important matters for me to attend so I have to go to now. Thanks mom the breakfast was amazing as always.” And with that I sprinted towards my room, locked the door and examined the letter in my hands. It was a bunch of them in here. I went to mine and George’s worktable threw some papers that were on top of it to make room for these letters and carefully opened the envelope.

The first thing that I grabbed was a photo. It was a polaroid of me and Y/N on the Gryffindor common room. Happiness filled my heart when I started remembering this night. I looked at the back of the polaroid and surely enough there was a writing on it.

Fred and Yn on the Gryffindor common room at 1 AM the night she turned 17. Listening to ABBA’s “Dancing Queen”. Picture taken by major 3rd wheel George Weasley.

Tears filled my eyes when I remember this night. It was the night I looked at her the way I always should have. Not as a replacement of someone who didn’t care about me.

The next one was also a polaroid photograph but this one I don’t remember being taken. It’s a picture of Y/N teaching me how to play the guitar. I can make up that we are in her dorm but not more as the picture is taken in black and white. I look at the back and surely this one also has a writing on it but the handwriting doesn’t look familiar at all.

A drunken Y/N accompanied by a even drunker Fred trying to play the guitar in the middle of the night. If I fail my charms exam tomorrow I’m killing you both but right now you two look adorable. Picture taken by Cho Chang.

The third one is an actual letter. I chuckle looking at the handwriting. Always so precise and not even one line out of place. I always thought Y/Ns handwriting always contradicts her hot headed persona but it’s actually really cute. I start reading the letter and my heart stops.

Dear Freddie,

I can only imagine the shock that receiving a letter from me would cause you right now especially after our last conversation.

But I have a lot to get off of my chest and I wont be able to move on if I haven’t said it all. Call me a coward but I was really scared to ask you to meet me so I can say it in person, but maybe that’s what I have always been. A coward. A coward because I get scared when someone wants to enter my life, a coward because I hate trying new things at the expense of failing, a coward because I should be able to confront people who brought darkness and sadness to my life.

But one thing I will admit Fred Weasley is that I wasn’t a coward when It came to loving you. It was the first time that I let someone come into my life and heart the way you did, and it will probably be the last. Throughout our “relationship” if you can even call it that as it was more of you customizing me to be her, to be someone I’m not. But that’s why you even talked to me is it, because I reminded you of her.

The signs were right in front of me and I feel stupid enough not to have seen them. But I guess people are right when they say love is blind. Love is such a funny thing to me as the first time I experienced the right kind of love was through you. But that was me creating stuff in my head. You didn’t love me no, you loved the idea of me. But I loved you. I loved you more than anything or anyone I have ever loved, I loved everything about you. But you just don’t listen. You don’t listen to anyone around you. Not George, not your other siblings, not Lee or any of your other friends for that matter, not your professors, but most importantly you don’t listen to me.

You didn’t listen when I told you that the love my parents gave me was only because I reminded them of my brother, the love my old friends back home gave me was one of interest. Everywhere I go no matter who I talk to no one will love me for me. I came to accept that until I met you.

You were funny and crazy and brave and oh so gorgeous. You were basically everything I looked for in… well everything. In a friend or in a partner it doesn’t matter. I thought you saw me for who I am. A broken teenager with issues but that at the end of the day was deserving of love. Oh how wrong I have been but no more wrong than you. You knew this but you just didn’t listen.

That makes us both horrible people now does it. Me who thought you were some kind of savior or some kind of saint and selfishly wrapped myself around your love and you who used me because I remind you of your ex girlfriend who broke your heart. But mine is excused I feel like and yours isn’t.

You would have kept me going for who knows how long just so you can live your imaginations you had for someone else.

Did you think about her the first time we slept together?

Was I not enough for you Freddie?

Was I too clingy too soon?

Is it my hot temper that gets the best of me?

So many questions will be left unanswered on my end because frankly, I never want to speak of you again. Sure I am deprived of love but I will not take it if its not directed directly at me.

I still care about you and will continue to support you and George on whatever you set your mind into. I was waking through Diagon Alley last week and saw this little store with a “for sale” sign. It’s right in the middle of Diagon Alley. I hate how my first thought went that you would have loved it but I seem to do that a lot recently.

I’ll get dressed and think would Fred love this skirt or this shirt.

I start applying lipstick and I’ll think will Fred love this color.

I start eating and I’ll think does this look good enough that Fred would’ve stolen a piece of it when I’m talking to Ginny.

I don’t even know why I am telling you this. How pathetic I’ve become clinging into someone that doesn’t want me.

Anyway I’ve probably bored you enough with my ranting but I wouldn’t have been able to move on unless I said everything that felt heavy on my heart. I also attached some photos I thought you’d like to keep seeing as now you can see yourself with Kayla without having the burden to be near me.

Say hi to your siblings and Harry for me.

Have a nice life,

Y/N

#harry potter #fred x y/n #fred weasley series #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley #fred weasley angst #george weasley #hogwarts #fred and goerge weasley #weasley family #sadnees #i hate this

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keijislove · 4 years ago

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Dance the Night Away: Peter Parker X Reader

A/N: This ain’t following any particular timeline – let’s just say... idk, after Far from Home, maybe?

WARNING: use of the ‘P’ word (Flash being Flash)

Peter walked down the hallway amidst the chatter, trying to reach his locker as the crowd grew thicker and thicker, making it impossible for him to even see properly. Which was until a hand seized his wrist and pulled him through, letting go of him as he smashed into the storage compartment with force enough to make his brains rattle.

“Oops, sorry,” you said with a sheepish smile.

Peter had turned to thank whoever it was, but, catching sight of you, he groaned. Not that he didn’t like you – you and Peter had been best friends since you were eight years old. Recently, however, a banner had been put up by the senior girls announcing that prom would be taking place the following Saturday. And with only about five days left, you had taken to pestering Peter into going, hoping that if you’d fling the question unexpectedly, Peter would get scared into answering. You had, however, no luck so far.

“Y/N, I know what you’re going to say,” Peter warningly began, “And I don’t wanna hear it.”

“But I wanna say it,” you said, “And that I shall. Peter, come on! It’s a crucial life experience! I mean, you’re studying all the time these days, and I get it, you have a clear view of your future, and I’m happy for you. But pleeeaaaaaaase, just do it for me? It’s one night, Peter, come on! One night where you have to let go and just have fun! After that, we can go back to making circuit boards together like we used to, but just this once? C’mon, don’t tell me you’re turning me down.”

As you took a deep breath after this whole rant and Peter took one look at your sincere smile, he sighed.

“... Fine,” he mumbled.

Your eyes grew wide. Surely you’d misheard?

“What?” you asked, “Louder, please?”

“Fine!” Peter bellowed loudly so that a dozen heads turned in your direction and people began snickering.

Not caring in the least, you flashed a wide smile before engulfing Peter into a huge hug, speaking, “Thank you so much! It’ll be the best experience of your life, Peter!”

“Yes, that means better than your spiderman stuff,” you whispered in an undertone as Peter said a disbelieving, “Come on!”

Needless to say, you had finally convinced Peter to go to prom. Now came the hard part. Truth was, you had liked Peter since you were both, what, fourteen? Convincing Peter to go to prom was a task for the strong, but asking him to be your date? No way would he feel the same. Peter had never ever hinted, that your relationship could be more. In fact, he felt rather frantic to prove it couldn’t be more – something that convinced you that you did not belong together and that, someday, you would have to get over this silly little crush. Still, seeing Peter go to prom with any girl who made him happy was enough for you.

“Right, now that we’re going,” you said the following morning, when he’d found you standing next to his locker, waiting for him to arrive.

Peter sighed, “Mm hmm?”

“We need dates,” you ignored his disinterest.

“Do you have one?” asked Peter.

“It.... it’s complicated,” you muttered.

Peter crossed his arms, “Listening.”

You shot him a glare before sighing and telling him, “There’s... there’s this boy I like. I was really hoping he would ask me to homecoming back then, and I turned down anybody who asked me just to chase that blind belief. Guess what? He didn’t ask me. And I know he won’t now, but I don’t know... something inside me still hopes he would.”

“So, you’re scared to say yes to anyone in case he asked you but scared to say no to everyone in case he doesn’t ask you?” Peter clarified, causing you to laugh.

“Sounds about right.” you muttered, “But hey, enough about me, what about you? We need a date for you. Do you have anyone in mind?”

“Not really,” Peter shrugged.

“Okay....” you said slowly, “Well, I’ll just list off people you would be happy with as they come to my mind... maybe you can ask one of them.”

“Fire away.”

“Okay... well, there’s Emma Jones from my biology class,” you began, “And she’s really nice.”

“Not my type.”

“Oh,” you frowned, “Okay... Alyssa from P.E?”

“The one who said spiderman sucks? No thanks.”

“Zoe from English?”

“Nope.”

“Ava from chemistry lab?”

“Meh.”

“... MJ?” you asked in defeat as Peter incredulously looked at you (A/N: sorry MJ, I love you <3).

“Okay, fine,” you snapped, “I’m done helping. Let me know if you find someone?”

Peter gave another nod as the two of you made your way to class.

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You were panicking. Two days were all that were left, and so far, you had turned down countless boys including Flash Gordon who had swore and made rude hand gestures at you as a way to handle rejection. You didn’t know what was wrong – why was this impossible hope of Peter asking you still clouding your possibilities of a relationship?

Peter knew nothing of this – yet he annoyed you. If he was too blind to notice that you were madly in love with him, why did the very sight of his face make your brain go empty?

Now with one day left and nobody to ask you, you slumped moodily throughout the day, not talking and sitting silently at lunchtime, stabbing your potatoes pretending that it was your feelings for Peter.

“Okay you’re freaking me out now,” Peter said as the two of you were walking home and you still hadn’t opened your mouth.

“No date – again. God, this is just like homecoming,” you groaned.

Peter looked surprised.

“I thought a lot of guys asked you?”

“They did!” you moaned, “It’s just – that guy, I don’t know why he has this effect on me. It’s like – we weren’t meant to be together or maybe I wasn’t meant to go out with anyone ever.”

“Hey, that’s not true,” said Peter with something new in his expression. Behind the terribly unconvincing ‘concerned best friend’ mask, you saw a flicker of something... smugness? No, you were dreaming. You hadn’t eaten all day – this was probably a side-effect.

“You know what, I’m gonna grab a sandwich at Delmar’s,” you muttered, “I haven’t eaten since morning. Do you want to come?”

“Sorry, I promised May I’d come home,” he sheepishly said, “She wanted me to go get an outfit with her.”

“Oh,” you snickered, “Good luck with that. See you tomorrow!”

“See you.”

And with a heavy heart, you walked away from your only chance of having the person you cared about most as your date to prom.

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“Oh god, what was I thinking?” you muttered, staring the reflection of you in a(n) F/C dress with your hair styled <inert preferred style here>.

“This is stupid!” you said to no one in particular, before taking a deep breath and walking to the apartment across from yours and knocking on the door.

The door opened to reveal Peter.

“Oh, good you’re here, this will take just a second, May wants to –” he stopped abruptly, staring at you with eyes round as saucers.

“Um,” you began, he still kept staring.

“Earth to Peter, you still in there?” you snapped your fingers in front of his face as he blinked and turned a delicate shade of red.

“You – you look nice,” he managed to choke out.

“Thanks...?” you said, walking inside and taking a seat on the couch.

“Okay, um, M-may will take us there in her c-car, she’ll be h-here any moment, let’s just w-wait.”

“Pete, you having a stroke or something?” you asked in concern.

“No, I’m fine.” (A/N: he’s not 😉)

As if she had sensed Peter’s need to be rescued, Aunt May came walking into the room. She stopped at the sight of her nephew staring slightly at you, who was examining a coffee mug on the table. Smiling to herself, she cleared her throat.

Both of you jumped in surprise.

“We’re ready to go,” May stated, as the two of you got to your feet, following her to the car.

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“This was a mistake, wasn’t it?” you asked, looking at the doors of your school gym which were closed ominously.

“Why?” asked Peter in surprise, “I thought you wanted to go?”

“I do,” you admitted, “But – we don’t have dates, it’ll look so... lame.”

Peter scoffed, “Y/N, do you really need the dimwits that attend this school to justify how many cool points you have?”

“Not exactly,” you said in surprise, feeling slightly better.

“Yeah, come on, let’s just do it. Together, okay?” asked Peter as you nodded.

You both took nervous, deep breaths before pushing the doors open to reveal the commotion inside.

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You two were walking across the gym, interestedly examining the decorations ang pulling faces at the couples which were making out, till you bumped into something hard.

“OOF!” you groaned, falling to the floor.

“You okay?” Peter asked hurriedly, pulling you to your feet. As you both turned to look who it was, you were surprised to see Flash standing there with his mouth hanging open.

“No way,” he said, gaping, “HEY EVERYONE, LOOK! IT’S DATELESS L/N AND PENIS PARKER!”

You groaned as a million heads turned your way and slowly, the laughter broke out, jeers of the obscene names Flash had called you now echoing off the walls.

“Haha, real funny, Flash,” Peter said sarcastically, but once he saw your near-tears expression, he seized your wrist and pulled you out of the gym into the open.

“Come on,” he pacifyingly said, “Don’t cry over him, Y/N! He’s not worth it.”

“This is homecoming all over again,” you groaned, struggling to contain your tears, “School dances were never meant for me. Let’s just – let’s just go home and finish making that model spaceship we were working on.”

“Sounds like a worthwhile night to me,” Peter shrugged, tossing a brave smile your way, “You don’t need prom to be happy, you know. Let’s go.”

And so the two of you walked home, talking amongst yourselves, being the best friends you’d been since eight.

Best friends.

The sound of that word made your blood boil hot. How naïve were you? This was absolutely perfect – a million guys on the planet and you chose to fall for one who would never see you the same way.

As your apartment building came closer, Peter cleared his throat and spoke, “Wait in the living room with May for ten minutes. I have a surprise for you.”

“Seriously?” you asked, taken aback.

“Yeah, why not?”

“What is it?” you asked curiously.

Peter cocked an eyebrow.

“Kinda missing the point of a surprise if I told you what it was.”

“Makes sense,” you agreed, “Okay, but make it quick. I’m dying of curiosity.”

“You’ll live for another ten minutes,” Peter assured you.

Your curiosity was now bubbling to the surface like boiling water threatening to spill. You thought of what Peter could possibly have to surprise you, and you stopped to sit on a couch in the living room next to Peter’s aunt.

After exhausting every possibility (each as unlikely as the next), Peter finally dragged you ti the door of his room.

“... I’ve seen your room before, you know,” you laughed slightly.

“That’s not the surprise,” Peter playfully rolled his eyes, “Okay, close your eyes.”

“Jesus, Peter,” you snorted as his hands placed themselves over your eyes, “You are such a drama queen.”

“Open them... now!”

And you opened your eyes to see that the usual clutter surrounding Peter’s room had been cleared away, leaving some space for god-knows-what in the middle of it.

“Wow, you finally cleaned your room!” you exclaimed, “That is a surprise.”

“That’s still not the surprise!” Peter whined, “C’mere.”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you close as your brain clouded with confusion. What the heck was going on?

Peter threw his phone aside as a light waltz began playing through the air. Peter placed one hand on your waist and the other one to grab yours as your confusion cleared away.

“You said you wanted to go to prom,” Peter stated as you two swayed on the spot, moving slightly to the music, “You didn’t say where. Now we’re away from judgy eyes, we can be weird.”

“Seriously, Peter?” you giggled at his dorkiness, “I never knew you were so cute.”

The words had slipped from your mouth before you had time to think them through. You were praying he didn’t hear you, but a hitch in his breath made your heart drop.

“You – you think I’m cute?” Peter asked, blushing furiously.

“Well,” you sighed, there was no backing out of this, “... Yeah, I do.”

You looked down, refusing to meet his eyes.

“And the guy you wanted to get asked by...?” Peter didn’t need to finish his question; he knew you understood.

“Yes,” you whispered, tears brimming at the corner of your eyes once more.

You sucked in a deep breath and looked up, “Look, Peter, I know you don’t feel the same and it’s honestly okay –”

“Shut up,” Peter mumbled, his lips brushing over yours. Your lips brushed together a few times as the both of you melted into the addicting sensation, not aware of the surroundings, not caring in the least. To Peter, all that mattered in that moment, was you.

You two pulled apart after a while, both blushing like crazy with no idea what to do next. It was you who spoke first, shyly.

“I – I think it’s a good thing we’re alone right now. That would be an embarrassing yearbook photo.”

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