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asherlockstudy · 3 months ago

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hey! i am working through the one story. it is FASCINATING. can't wait to hear your thoughts on 437 and Link's obsession with everyone else's horniness and not just focusing the dancing girl.

Thank you so much!!!!! :@@@

I am not a big fan of Sextember because I am supposed to take them seriously and not question what they say, so I am in a constant state of mentally yelling "shut up" to my brain. Moreover I used to not like it because it always served as a setback after the GMEs the previous years, like an overcorrection. And it is tmi sometimes. Thankfully this time we only get one episode.

Okay what does this mean: "...what I did when I was 15 years old and I was - still my Nana's romance and just thumb through them until I found a word that I thought was a euphemism for wiener. And then I was off to the jackpot *rubs ear* ". Now, I am not a native English speaker but I looked it up and found this phrase "off to the jackpot" nowhere, so what if I took it way too literally, as in "I was off - to the - jack pot". Is this what it means? And if so, was it a euphemism for wiener that did it for Link? Am I understanding this right or...?

When asked how frequently he has missionary sex, Link tried SO HARD to not say like 95% of the time lol. But honestly I agree with Rhett it is getting a totally unfair bad rap, it's one of the best positions if you actually love the person and I wonder whether some people shit on it because they don't have that level of intimacy / comfort and missionary makes it awkward and not because it is always SO bOrINg

Rhett all "ooh" and "ah" and "interesting", especially when Link said he always tidies himself up after sex and before sleep, as if they hadn't had a huge convo with Josh between them a few years ago in GMM in which Rhett had a hard time dealing with the fact that Link always needs to get up and put clean clothes after sex while he likes to sleep naked and he had enough opinions about it that you could almost suspect it was his slumber that Link was interrupting. Also there was an accidental "I know you don't like me sleeping without a t-shirt" or something or a similar fail of epic calibre by Rhett. And I think it was also the episode where they were flirting and Rhett was asking Link whether "a girl" likes to wear her boyfriend's t-shirts because he's so much bigger than her, all that after it was established Link has a habit of taking Rhett's t-shirts... But here yeah, Rhett was hearing all this for the first time...

Link saying he became good at sex after he moved to California

Do shut up, they explained why it is the case, shhhhh hush shut shut stop

The fact that they chose Belvedere over each other... wow. First of all, I am against the person who sent that voicemail. Just saying. We know that it is something that makes them uncomfortable, don't make them confront it face to face. They were clearly very uncomfortable. The biggest, deepest and ultimate reason they picked Belvedere was because the fan was essentially manipulating them into picking each other. They put them against the concept of mating with an animal-like deity and everybody knowing about it. So, everything that is vile put together - bestiality, sacrilege, shame. What they were doing was to bring forward the image of a "secret Rhett and Link sex affair", very triggering, to their face? Come on. And push them to say that after all that wouldn't be all that bad compared to the other horror. And they reacted against it exactly because the answer was manipulated to be obvious. Unless they truly think that publicly shagging a rooster god is a better idea, which would be kind of alarming. They obviously did not give the normal answer because they felt coerced into it and because the whole situation is very suspicious. I mean, average platonic straight friends comfortable in their skin would be like "okay man it's gonna be one lame night and we never talk about it again and nobody will know hahaha". But they couldn't even go for that. You know? Unless they truly are the most unattractive people they have seen to each other... which... based on previous interactions those last 12 years... doesn't seem to be exactly the case. But what do I know? I still think that voicemail was a big foul both from the sender and the crew and they were frustrated, they lowkey admitted it.

Honestly, I sort of understand Link in the strip club thing. Men are used to be so unapologetic about their horniness and lust that it has become a standard thing to just go with your pals and all sport a hard on for the same woman in the public. I am not saying it is bad but I can totally get that someone might not like this type of vulnerability or impertinent forwardness (whichever way you look at it). I don't think it was so much for not going crazy for the stripper (though it could be a possibility to suspect) but rather that Link is uneasy with blurring lines of dynamics (the irony), he likes clear-cut situations................Unless he has no alternative.................. But it could be that the knowledge of horny males surrounding him could be alarming to him for various reasons, fair enough.

"Because Christy will call me a name, she'll call me names" yeah… yeah… *zips mouth*

Despite receiving judgment again, Link was mostly keeping it cool except he showed hints of annoyance in two occasions, when Rhett said a billion times he would double check with his wife first before doing anything like going to a strip club (which is awesome and the right thing to do, however he said it so many times it felt he put on the cassette playing) and the second time Rhett came back to the "I'm not going to the strip club with you, I already knew I would not have a good time with you in a strip club" which was so out of nowhere and it hurt Link, despite being able to laugh at it the first time Rhett made the joke. Rhett was kinda assholey in this episode. He is always off-putting to me in Sextembers. At this rate, if in theory there is a chance of doing a big announcement, you know what, I don't see Rhett doing it in the next 50 years lol He is so not ready.

Okay he saved it a bit with this last look I guess

"See what names you call me when my head is between your legs"

#rhink #rhett and link #randl #ear biscuits #eb 437 #nicky1388 #ask

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pitifulbaby · 1 year ago

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Cold December Night

summary: Christmas is suppose to be the happiest time of the year, but how do you break the chain from the last sad ones?

pairings: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

warnings: angsty, and then fluffy, eddie and you have shared trauma, i guess fix it fic? honestly its sad but i promise it ends really really sweet! there isn't a lot of dialouge, i've never seen snow so if anything i wrote isn't correct you can sue me, eddie has big feelings, talks of depression, a hint of suggestive nature- blink and you would miss it, no use of y/n

a/n: once again i have literally been writing this, or trying to write this for like a year.. anyways i am glad i got this finished though! if you celebrate Christmas i hope you have a wonderful day, and even if you don't i hope tomorrow is amazing like you. 4.4k words.

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Hawkins, Indiana was a special place. Perhaps not in the greatest ways, but it sure was special. It was December 5th, 1988. Days were shorter and colder, clothes were longer and provided more warmth than the clothing you would wear during the scorching summer months. Physical wounds from 86’ were healed and turned into scars that were hard to explain.

1986 wasn’t a good year. The year started fine, you worked at a local grocery store- sure it didn’t pay much, but there were only so many job options in Hawkins. Trying to make enough money til Eddie graduated. You had graduated in 94’ the same year he was suppose to be graduating as well, but luck wasn’t on his side. You hadn’t known what you wanted to do after high school. Eighteen was still so young to decide on what you wanted to do for the rest of your life.

So you decided to take a gap year during 95’ to give yourself a year to figure out what you wanted to do for college- or even if you wanted to go. Getting a job to make ends meet.

Then like a repeat of the year before, Eddie was held back. You promised him if he graduated in 86’ that where you went to college- or if you went to college, you would take him with you if he wanted, but only if he graduated.

The two of you started dating when you were both 16. Young lovers turned out to be soulmates. You two shared a bond that was unbreakable and perhaps to others a little odd- but that was just because you both were a little weird.

Then suddenly 1986 happened. Eddie’s drug deal turned to watching Chrissy Cuningham be possessed and killed right before his eyes- the blame of her unexplainable death placed onto the metalhead. You got a call from Wayne in the early hours of the morning, him asking if you knew where Eddie was- worry evident in his voice as he told you what he came home to find, and what he didn’t find.

It was strange opening the door to Dustin Henderson, him and his odd gaggle of friends taking you with them to find Eddie.

Everything else happened so fast and yet seemed so slow. Finding Eddie, having to learn about the Upside Down which was this other dimension that lived under Hawkins. Everything in the Upside Down was the exact same as it was in the normal version of Hawkins- well, other than the monsters crawling around and who else knows what lurked in the corners no one knew about yet.

March 27th was probably the worst day of your life yet. Going into the upside down to defeat Vecna, a thing of nightmares- a strange, terrifying, whatever he was. He was the type of thing you would tell to scare people, a creature you would use in a make believe story told over a campfire at night to try and one up someone else’s story and scare the living daylights out of them.

Things seemed fine on your end, you and Dustin back in the right side of Hawkins before Eddie had to do what he thought was right, cutting the makeshift rope and ceasing you from getting to him, sacrificing himself to the demobats.

Watching him cut the bedsheet rope, his eyes trained on yours as he told you he loved you before he was gone. After that your body was on autopilot. Pushing a chair towards the gaping hole in the ceiling, getting a running start before tumbling through the upside down- hurting your ankle pretty bad but the adrenaline masked the pain that you should’ve felt.

Running out the door and towards the direction of swarming bats that circled Eddie and feasted on the male. And suddenly the bats dropped dead around him.

Holding his body close to yours as he bled out wasn’t a memory you wanted to keep, but it was one that wouldn’t ever go away. He tried to say his goodbyes, but you shot them down. Promised you would get him out of there no matter what.

And with a lot of trouble you managed to get him out of the upside down.

The rest of that night was a blur.

Vecna was defeated, his body disintegrating into the upside down that started to crumble and break as you and the others escaped. Once through to Hawkins the gate to the other side closed and sealed as if nothing happened.

Which was a lie.

Max was rushed to the hospital, she barely escaped death- but not without issues that would follow her for the rest of her life. They managed to reset her bones, and her vision wasn’t fully gone but it wasn’t great at all. She was considered legally blind, but with thick rimmed glasses she could still see. But things would still have a small blur to them.

During Vecna’s encounter with Max, Jason attacked Lucas. Threatening the boy and beating him as Lucas tried to save Max.

After the police and ambulance showed up to take Max away to the hospital, all the blame of the lives taken by Vecna were placed onto Jason. Though it wasn’t his fault, the evidence somehow seemed to fall onto him. The charges that were going to be placed on Eddie were switched to Jason and he was arrested for the murder of Chrissy, Patrick and Fred and attempted murder of Max.

Even if some of the things didn’t fully make sense on it being Jason’s fault, he was connected to Patrick and Chrissy. Found at the scene of Patrick's murder and Max’s attempt. Which was enough evidence for the police.

Taking Eddie to the hospital was also something you found awful. When questioned about what happened you put the blame on being attacked by a man and his dog. A man trying to make things right as he thought Eddie was the reason for it all and used his dog as an attack dog. No one questioned otherwise. No one questioned the odd marks that didn’t align with a dog bite or knife.

You came out alive with a fractured ankle and wrist.

Eddie came out alive with scars, a near death experience and one nipple.

But you two came out with shared trauma and separation anxiety.

Nothing from the upside down reared its head, no signs anything would come back had shown and that’s how things would hopefully stay. After the events that occurred, the trailer the two Munsons lived in was unlivable. Sure it could be restored, but neither Eddie nor Wayne felt comfortable in the house that was once a home. So all the unbroken things inside the trailer were moved out and the building was torn down.

No one would want to buy the trailer, plus it would be more expensive to remodel it than it was to completely tear it down. So, down went the Munson trailer.

Wayne moved into a small townhouse close to the plant he worked at, the neighborhood was new and quiet which was perfect for the elder Munson and his odd work schedule. Plus it was rather cheap, about the same as it was to live in the trailer- give or take a few.

Before this all happened you had been living on your own, much like Steve you had absent, rich, parents. But yours were more loving than his- as harsh as it is. Though your parents had moved out of state when you were a fresh face eighteen year old, they knew how much you loved Hawkins. And since you spent most of your life without them there to coddle you, they had no issue with you living alone. But they did kindly help you on and off with the bills.

So since you were on your own, just you in the small home, it didn’t take much convincing to get Eddie to move in with you. As much as he loves his uncle, he felt like he was old enough to be on his own- albeit with you, but truthfully at this point you and Eddie were seemingly one person.

The government had given you both a decent amount of hush money for the terrifying horrors experienced. And though money was nice, it wouldn’t heal the traumatic hell you and Eddie went through.

Physically you were both healed, though sometimes the wrist you had fractured would tingle- a pins and needles type feeling if you leaned on it. Eddie’s scars would itch, worse in the colder months and would often be applying lots of lotion. It took a while for him to let you see the scars, for him to let you help apply and creams to soothe the deep marks. He told you he could do it himself, reapply the dressings, that it was no issue.

But the soft cries you heard from him when he was locked in the bathroom told you otherwise.

After a while he opened up, more tears were shed as he showed you what was left of his body, he told you he wouldn’t be mad if you didn’t love him anymore after seeing him. After that you made him lay on the bed and pressed kisses to each and every inch of him, told him no matter what you would always love him, no matter his looks- you loved him for him, not his body.

It took a while for Eddie to become more comfortable again in his body, and he still had a long way to go. But he was just starting to be able to look in the mirror and not get upset, not be angry at what he saw.

The only people he let see without a shirt was you and Wayne, but of course his Uncle didn’t live with him anymore so he didn’t see his nephew shirtless as much as he did when they lived together. Eddie Munson was a furnace and because of that he preferred to sleep without a shirt. But, that changed after the upside down. He didn’t like the way the sheets or comforter would rub against the scars. So you two were still on the hunt for bedding that wasn’t aggravating.

Back to now, things were somewhat calm. Christmas was weeks away, and you were excited to celebrate it. The last two years the holidays were hard.

Christmas 86’ felt like it never happened, Eddie spent the day sleeping. His wounds were still healing from the dreadful day in March. You didn’t blame the metalhead for sleeping, truthfully that year leading into the next he spent most of his days bedridden. It took a while for Eddie’s spark for anything to come back, and you were there each step of the way to help him. Wayne that year, no matter how hard he tried to fight it, was set to work on Christmas Day. It didn’t snow that year, but it poured a frigid rain, a fog set over the town, bringing a gloomy atmosphere.

Christmas 87’ much like the year before was very mellow. Eddie didn’t really want to do anything big. So that year Christmas was spent between you and the two Munsons. The younger munson claimed he didn’t want anything or need anything that year, and the elder munson was all the same. But of course that didn’t stop you from getting them both something small. The day was spent like every other day, the two men played poker, a six pack was split between you three. Dinner was take out from some hole in the wall restaurant that was open on Christmas. No decorations in sight, it didn’t snow that year either.

But this year, Christmas 88’ was the year things seemed nearly normal again. Sure things would never be the same, but it was pretty damn close. The light was back in Eddie’s eyes, his hands didn’t shake when he tried to play the guitar, his humor was back and consisted of joking about what happened on the 27th of March. Which in turn usually ended up with him getting a gentle smack to his shoulder as he cackled.

Eddie decided every holiday this year must be celebrated to the most extreme- which was a contrast from the last two years. Though his main holiday priorities were Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Never did you think you would be celebrating st. patricks day to the extreme but, that's what this year was. The year to try and get back to being okay.

The morning came, soft light seeping through the small, thin gap between the middle where the curtains met. With fluttering eyes you slowly woke up, focus starting to come back as you blinked a few times. Moving your hands to your face to rub the sleep from your eyes. The small movements from you caused a groan to be heard from the left of you. Eddie was asleep, laying on his stomach with one arm draped over you and the other hidden underneath his pillow. His lips were ever so parted, a gentle pout gracing his features. He was completely and utterly knocked out.

Before 86’ Eddie could sleep like a log, a bomb could go off in the next room and he wouldn’t be none the wiser. Then after March, for a few months, he could barely sleep- which soon turned into him sleeping his days away as a depressed state took over him. Which in turn caused him to be a very light sleeper. But as the months went by, mentally and physically he was healing, he was slowly going back to his heavy sleeping days, which you didn’t mind. You’d rather it take a bit to get him awake than him not sleep or wake up at the drop of a pin.

Your eyes landed on the sleeping boy, his once sharp features soft, letting him look at peace. With a gentle hand you tuck a lock of his wild dark hair behind his ear. Which in turn causes him to nuzzle his face more so into the pillow. A deep chill was casted over the room, colder than it was when you went into bed last night. Turning your head you look toward the alarm clock on the bedside table, reading the bright red numbers. 10:32.

It was a little later than you had been waking up, but after the wild night you had with Eddie last night, sleeping longer was most welcome.

Slowly and carefully you managed to wiggle yourself out of the metalhead's hold, putting a pillow in your place in Eddie’s arms. You hate to admit that it was rather difficult to get out of bed, not because you didn’t want to get up ( though very true. ) But you were sore, legs having a small wobble to them as you wandered to the bathroom. Stumbling a bit once.

After your trip to the bathroom you were pulling on one of Eddie’s oversized sweaters. A dark material with a skull adorning the front of it. It clashed wildly with your fuzzy pink gingham bottoms, but you didn’t care. After stuffing your feet into a pair of slippers, you were checking to make sure Eddie was still asleep. Pulling the blankets up higher on him before venturing off into the living room. The only noise heard was the shuffling of your feet and the overworking heater. You kneeled on the couch, knees against the cushions as you leaned over to grab the curtains, pulling them open before pulling the blinds.

Outside was- as cliche as it sounds, a winter wonderland. Upon the once dying grass from the cold was now a sheet of stark white snow. As the town of Hawkins slept, snow fell. It started off as a small flurry before coming down harder further into the night. But the fall had stopped and in its wake was sparkling snow. It was a decent amount of the stuff, you could see the neighborhood kids all bundled up and playing in the first snow of the season.

It didn’t take you long to quickly make a batch of hot chocolate, tearing open the small pouch of powdered chocolate and dumping the contents into some warm milk. Stirring the mixture into a mug. With the mug in hand, a fluffy jacket over the sweater you wore and feet shoved into a pair of Eddie’s much too big for you boots, you ventured off to the small porch.

Outside atop the porch was of course an outdoor couch with a small end table on the right of it. You held the mug between the palms of your hands to try and help warm yourself, pulling your legs up close to your chest with your back against the armrest- seated sideways.

You let your gaze wander, taking in everything your eyes could see. Your neighbor to the left was currently shoveling the snow off his driveway while his elder mother stood bundled up in the doorway, watching her son intently.

The neighbors to your right were currently putting up Christmas decorations, a middle aged couple trying to put the momma deer and her baby in the right place while their twin daughters stood back- telling them which way to turn the decorations.

All in all it was a heartwarming sight, though not enough to help warm you, but still sweet to watch. You watched as the kids across the street were in an intense snowball battle with a few of the other neighborhood kids. It was just now you realized how family oriented the small subdivision truly was.

The sound of the door creaking open broke you from the people watching zone you were in, tilting your head to the side to see the man of your dreams, Eddie. His face was swollen with sleep, hair a mess. He was dressed warmly, you could see a small hint of a sweater under his own thick jacket, his plaid sleep pants traded in for a thicker pair of sweatpants. His plush bottom lip turned into a small pout as he stared at you.

“You stole my boots.” Sleep was laced in his voice, and if you listened hard enough you could hear the faintest of a southern drawl in his words from the years of being around his father and then Wayne. The two older men both had thick southern accents. The male soon stepped out onto the porch, adorning another pair of his boots that were almost exact to the ones you wore.

“I didn’t steal them, just borrowed them.” You responded to him, it was at this moment you noticed the buffalo plaid blanket he held in his hand. He soon was seated next to you, gently taking the mug from you- but not before of course he took a sip of the cocoa. He placed the mug on the table before he was grabbing your legs and pulling you close. He rested your legs over his lap, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulled you to his chest, placing the blanket over your lap.

“I was gonna ‘borrow’ your boots but I didn’t think the pink would go with my outfit.” Eddie said with a small chuckle, reaching forward to gently push a few strands of your hair out of your face. “Why didn’t you wake me up? Better yet, why didn’t you stay in bed with me?” He asked, his words a little slurred as he spoke low, almost as if he were sharing a secret with you.

With a purse of your lips you shrugged gently, head turned to look at him. “You looked so peaceful, and I was gonna come back to bed but then I saw the snow and was called out here.” Your gaze trailed to look at his mouth before flickering back up to his eyes.

“Called out here? What are you, an arctic fox?” His question was said as he gently shook you, his eyes going wide as he leaned in closer to your face. “And so what if I am? At least I’m not a worm, I wouldn’t survive these conditions.” Was your response to him, your hand coming up to gently smooth out his untamed curls.

“I would still love you if you were a worm,” Eddie replied to you, taking your hand away from his hair and pressing a kiss to the back of it. “Luckily I’m not a worm, because I wouldn’t have you there with me to give me kisses.”

The two of you spoke with hushed voices, words quiet- almost as if you were both afraid to ruin the moment you shared, though you knew nothing would ruin it, at least nothing you two could do.

“If you were a worm I would also be a worm, I would never let you be a worm alone.” He said like it was a promise, and you know it was. A smile creeps up your face, causing you to laugh at the serious demeanor in his features. “I would give you worm kisses!” He adds, the serious resolve crumbling as he smiles brightly at you. “Worm doesn’t seem like a word anymore- how did we even get to the topic of them anyway?” You had interrupted yourself, brows furrowing in as Eddie shrugged his shoulders at you.

You watched as his eyes wandered out to the scenery in front of you both, “I didn’t think it was gonna snow this year.” He finally spoke after a few moments of silence from either of you, “It hasn’t snowed since,” Eddie’s eyes squinted in thought, trying to remember the last time it snowed.

“What was it? January of 86’?” The male questions, more so asking himself rather than you. “The news didn’t say anything about any snow, I think it kinda just happened.” As you spoke you shivered, trying to huddle closer to Eddie. “I hope it lasts, or at least snows again on Christmas.” He spoke with a certain type of wonder that you haven’t seen from him since before that fateful day. “We could always put some snow in some buckets and then keep them in the freezer incase it doesn’t snow on Christmas.”

You spoke to Eddie, never letting your eyes falter from him. One of your favorite past times has always been looking at him, he was beautiful inside and out. He was a very expressive man and you enjoyed seeing every little expression. For the smallest twitch under his eyes to the wide smile with the deep dimples.

The words you spoke caused Eddie to laugh, brows pulling in as his gaze turned back to you. That wonder he showed to the snow somehow becoming more present as his dark eyes locked in on you. “That means we would have to take out the frozen pizzas and the ice cream to make room for the snow. You know I can't live without my sweet, sweet frozen rocky road.” His right hand pressed against his chest, no rings in sight. “You know you concern me for the fact you still eat ice cream and popsicles even when it's below freezing outside.”

He simply shrugs at your words, “I am a man of great taste.” Was his only response. You rest your head against his shoulder, snuggling against him. A shiver runs down your spine once again as a gust of cold wind blows, rustling through the trees and causing snowflakes to flutter off the once green leaves. “You cold?” Eddie questions, trying to pull you closer as he hikes the blanket up higher on you.

“No, I'm super sweaty.” You reply, your words a joke though spoken seriously. You can’t see it but Eddie rolls his eyes at your words, gently pinching your side which causes you to squeal. Not in any pain, more so in surprise of his cold fingers that he slipped up your shirt. “Why don’t we go inside and make some new hot chocolate? I’m afraid yours might have turned into a nice cold glass of chocolate milk rather than what it was.” You can feel Eddie turning his head to the glass as he spoke, taking note of the drink.

“That sounds like a plan.” You replied soon after, reluctantly getting off his lap, holding tight to the blanket. Eddie follows suit, but before either of you can walk inside you are grabbing his arm, turning towards him with a bright smile. His brows furrow at you with a tilt of his head, waiting for you to speak.

“I love you.” Your words are simple and true, causing your lover to smile bright as he leans in to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “I love you too.” He replies after pulling away from the kiss, taking your hand and leading you both inside- not before of course grabbing the mug from the table.

Christmas 88’ was much, much different from all the past years of the holiday. You both wore the cliche matching pajamas- the cheesiest pair that was affordable. The morning was meant for you both, the small bundle of gifts exchanged as well as kisses that tasted like peppermint and chocolate. Wayne came over around mid afternoon, bearing a few gifts for you both- and he of course was given some as well. Though he complained over and over again that it was too much, but you know he enjoyed them and it would all be used. For Christmas dinner Steve and Robin came over.Steve having been spending the holiday with Robin so he wasn’t alone- you had told them they were both welcome much earlier in the day, but they had a tradition to continue which you were told was a day of odd food combinations and movie after movie. Dustin popped over at some point, though he didn’t stay for long. It was a day full of love and cheer, lots of food and presents.

It snowed that Christmas, the first white Christmas in a few years. And as you and Eddie stood outside admiring the bad decorations you both put up, he was soon kneeling on one knee, a small box in hand with a ring nestled inside with the most important question on his lips.

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or0ch1maru · 7 months ago

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Hi 👋

Can I get Kakuzu with a fem s/o who's very calm,quiet, and scary in public bcz of her scars and muscular body, but when they are alone, she's very sweet and shy :)

Make it sfw (nsfw is your choice), and u can make it into hc's or whatever u want :)

hiii nixx, I hope you enjoy <3

-you’ve always been labeled as ‘scary’. People claim it’s due to you being overly quiet, your resting face, scars, and your toned build.

-and perhaps it’s true. You’re a trained shinobi, just like 95% of the population. You’ve done, and seen things any normal civilian would freak out at.

-growing up and forming crushes became a problem. Most boys turned their nose up at you. Nobody wanted a woman with muscles, or scars all over their body, regardless of them being a Shinobi or not

-so, when you met Kakuzu, you were shocked to say the least, when he asked you out on a date. Even more so when he wanted a second date, and when he asked to be official

-he was rather shocked himself, when he saw your true personality

-you’re soft, bubbly, and shy at times

-he expected an introvert, someone who’s attitude matched the face, but instead,he was met with a giggly, sweet natured woman

-one who blushes at the smallest things: feeling kakuzu place his hand on the small of your back, or bringing your hand up for him to plant a soft kiss against your skin

-or when you guided him to sit on the floor in front of your shared bed, you sat above him on the mattress, combing and brushing his hair, getting rid of all the knots before styling it into a low and messy bun

-or the countless times he’s come home from a mission or shopping with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, books, or something you’ve pointed at in the windows previously. The reaction he’d be met with always warmed his grouchy heart

-At home, you’d cling to him. He moved, you moved. If you didn’t join him in the shower, you’d be sitting on the floor in the bathroom, holding conversations that didn’t consist of much

-Kakuzu especially loved when he’d come home to find you curled up snuggling against his clothes or wearing them

-he knew you could handle yourself in any situation, but he always worried. Made sure to be right behind/next to you when out in public. Even when he steps off to the side for something, no one approached you because you look intimidating

-he wouldn’t admit this, at least not for a long time that is, but he LOVES having a woman who seems scary to everybody. Just to come home and have such a soft sweetheart

-only he gets to see the real you and he couldn’t be happier

-especially at night when you’re curled up against his bare chest. Your hands resting against his torso or hips, legs tangled among each others, while his arms are wrapped around you

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I apologize if this is short, I wrote this out before a nap hahah

#akatsuki #akatsuki members #kakuzu headcanons #kakuzu x reader #daddy kakuzu #akatsuki kakuzu #kakuzu fluff

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coconox · 7 months ago

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late night thought but im wondering if the reason pb added a shirt to victory mammon is purely for the adore feature (specifically the undressing part). like based on his card art the sport appears to be swimming, a sport that very much does not make you wear a shirt (or accessories for that matter that necklace is gonna get him dq'ed) LOL. only times you would wear clothing is in btwn swim events to keep yourself warm, but thats assuming the meet in general is gonna take up like half your day

this may just also be just the low quality visual but the outfit for the victory card is almost identical to his attacker card?, only difference is that he would be wearing a jammer (yes thats the official term for competitive swimsuits for men lol) rather than nothing 💀💀

idk i might be getting kinda getting nit picky but i would like to see smth like his butt card again, where the undressing feature just progressively removes his underwear, tho instead of underwear itd be his jammer lol

also shouldve gave him a speedo,,,, just sayin 😶

i think i could kinda understand that bc mammon quite literally has very little clothing to begin w (whole upper half being exposed essentially etc etc), itd be kinda hard to stick w that style of him while also including the spicy parts aka making him naked straight up lmao,, but just throwing on an unbuttoned shirt is going to get a bit redundant?

like lets take the victory card for example. if we want to hypothetically alter it so that there is more clothing we can do that by him wearing a loose shirt + jacket w designs for tartaros or whatev team he'll be on when competing (emphasis on loose, ik mammons whole thing is huge bongos that make most clothing fight for their lives but i do genuinely want to see him in smth thatd look more comfy cozy like his normal outfit) and then keep his jammers exposed aka no pants lol. accessories id tbh remove the necklace and instead of him holding the goggles (from what i can tell in the very little pixels in his card art) he would have them over his head (it is very much possible for him to wear goggles lol he just needs to take extra steps to put them on given his horn)

idk tbh it kinda sucks that his butt card is the only one where he is 95% naked from the getgo, like no accessories or whatever, just him in his underwear lol. i wish victory mammon was just him wearing the jammer and goggles, but oh well 💀

will this make any sense? ofc not i see the sun rising from the corner of my eye while writing this i have NOT had my eepy time yet LMAO. i also ranted a bit more than i expected LOL this is what happens when i rant abt a sport i love/hate and a blorbo i cherish w all my being. tho honestly im just dissecting every mammon crumb we get considering the lack of story updates + official mammon content in general

#silly rambles #whb

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emerxshiu · 1 year ago

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Void Termina gijinka redesign

woke up and felt like drawing on paper, i drew a zan, fucked up and then decided it was finally time to redesign my void.

i dont tend to use his gijinka very much, in fact i only drew him 3 times, the original, a slight redesign, and this one.

well i suposse i should show it already

honestly i really like it! :3

tho i used to like the other one too, now i think its abhorrent, so maybe i end up hating this one too overtime. i didnt want to clutter it with too many things so i tried to not go overboard, tho i did struggle as i did not want it to look to plain or simple, im thinking i might change some stuff, like the sleeves, wich i think are okay but they feel way too empty to me rn, but sometimes i just need to let the design grow on me. and i dunno, do something with his legs i guess, also if you are wondering why are they shaped like that, sometimes i prefer doing them like this, and other times i prefer for them to look more normal.

the mask thing had stuck with me for various months so i didnt want to discard it. the 3 lines under the eyes is something i do in all my drawings (unless i forget :p) but here i tried to make them longer, and in fact, im thinking of making them red, 3 in each eye, 6 in total, referencing zero, btw, i only did this sketch, but void's body has more markings like those and such.

the lines in the sleeves around the shoulders dont represent anything, i just added them so the sleeves werent so lacking, but the bar codes like lines at the end of them, are indeed, a reference to Zero two's boss fight's background, and the small oval shape thingyes are too, but instead a reference to the blood vessels in 02 wings. 6 on each sleeve, i thought of adding a 7th one that was more blu-ish (i know this is a sketch without colors) and diamond like, in reference to the titular crystal shards but it didnt look good so i scraped that.

the heart is something that was in the original design, but in a slightly different place, at the end i that downwards line (i dunno how to describe it) , basically, make it look like the heart spear, i saw lots of void gijinkas have heart spears somewhere and i wanted to include one too, and eventually did it like that. i tend to draw inspiration from other gijinkas a lot of the time, since i sometimes struggle with making designs, tho im trying to better at it, and remake some gijinkas so they dont resemble others' so much.

the thing next to the heart is from void termina's phase one, in his titan body, next to their shoulders, in fact, it looks very similar to the one's the three mage sisters wear in their attire's.

the pointy thing in their shoulders wasnt originally planned, but while drawing i accidantally made it pointy there and ended up liking the idea, and having it like a section so to say

i was going to have the hair have the patterns, but remembered this was more especifically void, the grey one (tho here things from all forms are mixed kinda) so his hair has the rainbow cracks, and i ended up using the weird swirly patterns in the clothes, they are really hard to draw but it feels rewarding when getting it right and ends up looking nice.

around the knees, where the clothes end, there are these feathers, purple more especifically, as i wanted to include the mane he has in phase one but i didnt know how due to how i was making the neck area, then, i thought around the shoulders but it didnt look good, before eventually setting on to add them at the end of their clothes.

before i ramble more and more about my void in general, im going to talk about the original gijinka

yikes.

three years do sure make a difference.

im not gonna complain that much about style, since i wasnt consistent and have gotten beter at drawing and honestly the eyes being so close togheter and taking up like 95% of the face is something i still accidentally do on ocassion but...

just talk about the design, in the remake, i tried making the references a bit more subtle, i think thats mainly my problem with the old gijinka, the references are way too straightforward.

its way too simple to me, yet has too much going on the sleeves, especially the left one god i dont like it, but at least i can support it, for now...the right arm is probably where the reference problem is easier to spot, having a literal drawing of a dark matter, and an eye, and oh yeah i guess dark nebula is there too but who cares about that dude.

honestly i dont know how to explain why i dislike the gijinka now (i used to kinda like it back then) that isnt basically repeating points. also it looks weird, i dunno why (aside from the eyes) but it does, tho mad props to 2022 me for drawing the patterns all over void's hair, it was so unnecessary but i appreciate her efforts.

Now, now, lets stop talking about, that, and talk about my void

i dont think it can be like, my characters interpretation, its more like an AU, but not quite, im not sure so just like, yeah im going to use au since my interpretation of how characters are in canon vs what i do with them, as in fics, drawings, things i think of them, etc differs, especially with void,

ok so, they are capable of shapeshifting, i mean, that kinda canon, but we'll just ignore whats canon or not. i mainly just choose that, aside from making him have and eye on his face from time to time, because i still do like long-haired void, so he sometimes just switches from a hairstyle that resembles kirby, to a longer one (because extremely long haired gods are soooooo)

when their angry, their hair becomes spikier, they can make their fingers longer, pointier, same with every limb they have. it can become more straight when sad, stuff like that, i also like thinking that it kinda looks like it is made of clouds, or like, perpetually under the sea, like, the hair is perpetually floating or moving around, never staying still for long, with small chunks separating and dissapearing like if they were smoke. his face can contort at will and more typical void stuff.

the original gijinka was focused more on the void termina from the story mode, the pink one, while the redesign was more on thinking about all forms he has (including the titan ones) and also after he got purged of negative emotions by kirby, so he sometimes tries to resemble him, hence the hair thing (in fact, the slight redesing i mentioned that was second, was just me making him more like kirby, shorter hair and stuff, basically the note that i had written in the og design) and sometimes i might just call him niru or nil, when refering more especifically to the post-ksa void, because i headcanon he reincarnates and basically gets adopted

sorry for rambling way too much about void, i love talking about this guy so much alongside fecto elfilis (i have way too much to say about the dude, i literally know almost all their attack names from memory)

and also for the lack of posting, tho winter break i gonna end soon and ill have to go back studying and shit, i dont want to.

but uh yeah! Jambuhbye :D

#art #fanart #kirby #kirby fanart #kirby gijinka #silly #traditional art #void termina #void termina gijinka #gijinka #shiu rambles about void for half an hour(yes it took me that long to write all of this in the most cohesive way i could) more at 11 #void kirby

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fullscoreshenanigans · 2 years ago

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Gildayshe Musings (plus past one-sided Gildemma)

(Chapter 143)

Despite Ayshe only debuting in chapter 135 and not featuring in all of the subsequent 49 chapters of the series, Gildayshe is my favorite ship for both girls. This is for the very important primary reason of I think they look cute together.

Besides this crucial point, below the cut are some musings that act as the foundation for my interpretation of a potential relationship for them. (Somewhat of a complementary piece to this one speculating on what Norman said to Ayshe in chapter 160, doubling as a “this is how my default endgame ships coincide with one another” explanation.)

“I read a book one time; it said the outside world has hundreds of clothing designs and patterns, and I wanna wear them all!” (S1 Episode 1)

I love seeing Gilda’s growth across the series. When we first meet her, she’s not afraid to voice her opinion to most of her siblings, she’s competent enough to be considered a Mom candidate under Isabella’s specific standards that has only her and Emma interacting with the young infants in the plant

(Chapter 12)

in addition to being among the five decreed fit to serve as an offering to The One, and her younger siblings have a deep admiration and respect for her that becomes even stronger post-escape.

(Chapter 95 Bonus Sketch; she’s familiar with child care, cleaning, and laundry from Grace Field, but on top of all that she picks up cooking and gardening with ease.)

They trust her and feel safe in her presence, effectively thinking of her as a surrogate mother at points (we won’t get into how cruel it is she has to take up that role at the tender age of ten).

“The night that Conny left, Emma and Norman both went down to the gate. In most cases‚ even if you had broken the rules, you’d eventually come clean about it and things would go back to normal, but you haven’t done that yet.” (S1 Episode 4)

(Chapter 11)

But in the face of authority or those she views as being more capable than her, she’ll withdraw and become meek when pressed. She was scared about what would cause Emma and Norman to not come clean to Isabella, scared that something might have happened to Conny, and scared that Emma might be upset at her for asking, and she feels so stressed and guilty about it that she cries. Emma doesn’t hesitate to embrace and comfort her, even if at the time she’s not telling Gilda the full truth about their situation.

I mentioned in my post about Don and Ray’s relationship that while Don respects and admires all his older siblings, it’s Ray’s approval that he seeks the most. For Gilda, she wishes to be closest to and connect with Emma.

(S1 Episode 6)

(S1 Episode 7)

We see her cling to Emma, following her lead, looking to her for guidance and protection. Norman was also an option to hide behind here, but despite the respect and love she holds for her older brother, she still opts for Emma.

And it’s from her conversation with Emma in chapter 11/episode 4 that she draws strength from when meeting with Krone later that evening.

(The way her eyes shimmer here. She values their bond so much. ;;)

For Gilda, Emma has always been a safe, grounding presence, and it’s in her presence that she begins to sort out what she likes and admires in girls. She loves Emma’s drive and conviction—pointing out to Don that Emma must be serious about the claims regarding Isabella because “Emma loves Mom and this house just as much as the rest of us”—and, let’s be real, Emma’s adorable; it’s not hard to understand how Gilda could crush on her and be drawn to her magnetic personality.

(Chapter 35)

To watch her take to heart Emma’s core beliefs of prioritizing family and how no one should be sacrificed in order to ensure the survival of others, and then expanding beyond Emma’s original scope to include the children of the four other plants—something that Emma herself adopts and eventually wants to extend to every single cattle child in the demon world—even if she’s terrified about everything that could go wrong with the plan, how her voicing her thoughts could derail said plan, and the uncertainty of the world beyond the walls of Grace Field, is incredibly heartwarming.

We see Gilda’s growing confidence and sense of responsibility toward her family continue to be displayed post-escape.

(Chapter 44)

She’s the first to voice caution about Mujika approaching their group and confronts her about who she is and what her purpose is there (while protectively cradling Emma). After such a harrowing first day out in demon world, it’s no wonder she directly confronts Emma later either.

(S2 Episode 2)

I particularly like how in the anime they show a bit more hesitancy on her part as she walks up to Emma and then how she leans over her when addressing her, not only because she’s frustrated about Emma seemingly unable to conceive that everyone could be worried about her after their conversation in chapter 19/episode 6 of season 1 where she committed to being honest and sharing the burden with them along with Emma underestimating her personal limits, but it’s also the first time Gilda adamantly puts herself in conflict with Emma. While never quite putting her up on pedestal or seeing her as infallible, before she would ultimately defer to Emma and rely on her to make the most sound choice in a dire situation. She didn’t here—not out of malice, but maybe a bit of ego that could come off as her going back on what she said to Gilda back at the house—and the children are so incredibly lucky it was Mujika and Sonju they ran into instead of practically any other demon.

One could easily cite this and further instances of Gilda’s protectiveness over Emma as evidence of later Gildemma (e.g., threatening to blow up the shelter if she and Ray don’t come back from Goldy Pond alive, initially being happy with Norman’s plan to exterminate the demons while specifically citing the reason “this way, you won’t have to carry such a huge burden, Emma” [chapter 121], and pleading with Emma to tell her “why? why does it always have to be you?” when it comes to risking her life for everyone else [chapter 130]), but for the sake of my narrative here I interpret it as her crush beginning to fade alongside the arrival of the Goldy Pond children at the bunker.

For nearly her entire life, her world was the confines of Grace Field. Familiarity breeds content in this case, and being in proximity to Emma, someone she deeply admired who embodied warmth, caring, strength, and safety, Gilda felt safe and comfortable exploring her burgeoning feelings with her in mind, and this is how she sorts out she’s a lesbian fairly early on. When the truth of Grace Field is revealed to Emma and Norman, it hurts her to see Emma grow distant over the course of two weeks. When Emma lets her in on the horrible reality of their situation, Gilda is able to bear it because she finds a tremendous amount of solace facing it together with her. It’s just them and their siblings against a world filled with adults and demons.

But with the arrival of the Goldy Pond children it begins to sink in for her that there really is a world beyond the walls of Grace Field. Emma is still incredibly dear to her and she was absolutely foundational for Gilda being able to sort out some of what she likes in girls, but at the same time, it was a crush born out of proximity and convenience, and with the search for Cuvitidala and then the Seven Walls laid out before them, trying to avoid being eaten by wild demons and pursued by ones from the farms, the romantic bent of it fizzles out for her. (Emma, meanwhile, is oblivious. Despite having an acute emotional awareness of the people around her at such a young age, on matters such as these that concern herself, she falls a bit behind.)

Something that never fizzles out for Gilda, however, is her commitment to her family.

(Chapter 135)

Enter Ayshe, a girl who sometime between February and October 2047 arrived at the paradise hideout after Norman and co. murdered the demon who had raised her as his own daughter.

(Chapter 139)

Other than their dogs, he was the only family she had. The only other being she had extended conversations with in multiple languages for nearly thirteen years of her life. Even with the knowledge of the common language spoken by demons and humans alike, she refused to get close to anyone at paradise hideout, partially due to not wanting to give away that she could understand everything that was being said around her to have the upper hand when she enacted her revenge, and partially due to believing all humans hated all demons. Why would she want to get close to people who couldn’t or wouldn’t want to try and understand the bond she held with her father?

(Chapter 139)

Don and Gilda are the first humans to go against her assumptions. While expressing hesitancy at embracing Emma’s goal uncritically, they don’t want a demon genocide to take place because they don’t view them as a monolith deserving of harsh retribution. Despite the suffering they’ve endured under the farm system, after traveling and seeing how regular demonfolk lived, they know things aren’t as simple as that, plus they’re forever indebted to Sonju and Mujika and regard them fondly. Maybe not to the degree of fondness Ayshe held for her father, but more than she believed other humans were capable of holding for demons.

On top of all this, the duo’s open relief at the news that Ayshe isn’t an assassin is simultaneously an indication how they still value their relationship with Norman and would rather be in the least amount of conflict with him as possible, and this is after Ayshe just told them she was planning on killing him. He’s hurt her so very, very deeply, but she can conceptually understand where the two are coming from because she valued her bond with her father. Even if they’re obviously biased toward their brother, it still causes her to pause and briefly reevaluate the situation before voicing her worries. They didn’t rebuke her or try to argue against her plan to kill Norman and co. because they understand what the group did to Ayshe’s father was wrong, but they also, intentionally or not, showed her there was still something in that relationship that was worth holding onto for them.

(Chapter 144)

Even after Norman confirms their initial worries of being used as bait to lure Mujika and Sonju into a sense of false security.

(Chapter 144)

It’s far from an innately shippy moment, but this scene is what underpins Gildayshe for me. I like to think it serves as a character-defining moment for Gilda to Ayshe.

Gilda, who, even though she considered Norman’s betrayal a possibility before the wolf pack trio set off in search of Mujika, was still devastated about being used by him after she and her family believed he was dead for nearly two years and had only just reunited with him, and hoping for the best possible outcome of being able to stop the genocide after taking Emma’s stance to heart and saving the older brother she loved because she understands he’s suffered at Lambda.

Ayshe, who had a life filled with love from her adoptive father unwittingly stolen by Norman, is taken aback by this sorrowful reaction and heartfelt plea. She doesn’t look angry, though there’s obviously still some inner conflict over this based on her reaction to Norman in Ch160 (see this post and this post for further thoughts on that because I genuinely don’t believe she would have reacted the way she did if Don and Gilda hadn’t acted as a buffer for her vengeance), but this is different from the tears Gilda and Don shed in chapter 139 that are portrayed with a more lighthearted, humorous tone. She’s lived almost entirely isolated her whole life, her father becoming even more of a recluse than he was before in order to protect her from a society that, at large, wouldn’t hesitate to eat her. The only other heartbreaking display she’s witnessed in her life greater than this one was likely her father reaching out to her as he succumbed to his injuries.

But this girl she’s known for roughly four days not only holds compassion for the person who wronged her personally, but the entire demon race whose sentient existence is predicated on eating humans like her. I like to think it serves as a character-defining moment for Gilda to Ayshe that stays with her and provides a foundation for things happening between them in the human world.

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tomomiisasleep · 5 months ago

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oh god.

wait if Nona's a fused soul she doesn't have infinite thanergy anymore

of whites so white they looked yellow except where they were splotched with reds so red they looked orange, a multihued melange of faces and walls

this can't be Gideon right

Prince Ianthe Naberius the First, the Lyctor Prince, the Saint of Awe

what the hell

oh my god Gideon is also there

Her Most Serene Highness, Crown Prince Kiriona Gaia, heir to the First House, the Emperor’s only daughter

uhh???

ummmmmm??????

“Cam, have you thought about what it means if Nona’s actually—a completed merger? One we will never actually be able to unpick, a successful soul gestalt?”

so??

Camilla did something a little strange then: she tripped. She pitched forward on a raised bit of the carpet and stumbled into the Angel, tried to right herself with her hands on the Angel’s hips and front, and stumbled upward, saying “Sorry—sorry,” glancing out the window like she was embarrassed. Then she turned her head back and looked more normally Camilla, standing as gracefully as though she could never even think about tripping.

this is like the oldest "bug somebody" trick in the books

“Bloody dog. Let me put him in the kitchen with a toy,”

she, or they're gonna get a knife

“Yes, you made it up.”

oh well another kid goes crazy wondering if she's crazy

oh my god that third tantrum scene I'm getting physically ill reading it and Idon't think I've ever been so disturbed reading anything

This second arm had come off longer, and she gripped that one firmly, one hand at the bottom and the other hand atop that one. Even with everything so soggy and slippery, that felt safe.

unless it didn’t recognise it. Unless your soul was a stranger’s … or a melange. Is that the gestalt theory busted—or confirmed? Is that how we explain the rapid healing?”

I can't believe we only get to listen to twins reunion scene. come on! and she's puppeting...that's why she could be there, but where is the planet actually?

Look at you … more beautiful than ever, even with crappy jewellery and a million split ends. Studs, darling? Earrings on a diet?”

just got second-hand judged by Ianthe eight times for every stud I wear daily..

also a weird thing about Corona is, she frickin hates being criticized but loves Ianthe, but Ianthe puts her down all the time. was she being gaslighted from as soon as she could understand words???? judging from how Ianthe almost made Harrow genuinely love her(but she choose not to? not sure) I won't put it past Ianthe to do that, cuz if there was a control dynamic in their relationship Ianthe would be the one in control. Corona wanted to be eaten by her.

The voice cooled and hardened like an ice cube.

“Didn’t Harrow—what? When did you talk to Harrow?”

haha I remember Muir saying on her blog that book 3 is girls being annoyed that it is legal for exes to talk to eachother

“I was on a shuttle with her body for months and months. I want to know what’s going on.”

oh. yeah I figured she's being puppetted too, but like. how? who? why?

I'm 95% percent sure Nona is merged, but Harrow and Gideon seem to live inside her at the same time??? what

The other one, Crown’s boyfriend I think

hahahaha "sister"was said many times, buf Nona still think it's boyfriend. that settles it

If we can get the body of Gideon Nav—the key to the Locked Tomb—out of that barracks, will you give us the Sixth House?”

bruh everyone thinks the tomb is still locked, but I really really believe that Harrow opened it already.

“A pair of scissors,” said Camilla. “Iris dye.” She looked at Nona’s button-up shirt, which was unbuttoned to show the T-shirt underneath. “And the blackest clothes you can find.”

like where this is going.

Which reminds me, how could Gideon see Cytherea's thanergy signals when Harrow overrided her? no Lyctor masking? or did she turn it off? how did she fool everyone for so long?

He was all, Matter doesn’t play by these rules! You’re doing bone parthenogenesis! I told him his mum did bone parthenogenesis. A— told me he’d kill me one day.

*laughing*

wait I just realized

he did try to kill him later

#the locked tomb reactions

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nullbutler · 2 years ago

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Season 2 but it's only when Alois is around

so I just finished rewatching season 2! I made TO THE SECOND time stamps of every time Alois Trancy appears on screen (as well as a few other notable things, such as when the explicit/violent parts happen, when Luka appears, and a few lines that were worth mentioning). here is your Tumblr Alois Stan Season 2 Survival Guide! While it's not everything (I didn't write down the post-mortem Hannah eyeball scene) it is 95% of the Alois content in that season!

This was using the version currently avaliable on Netflix. if the season has been cropped or altered on other streaming sites, I don't know how helpful this guide will be! sorry about that! Also, while I tried my best to warn potentially triggering subject matter, and I'm pretty sure I got all of it, I am not 100%, so if you're going to rewatch the season, please get in a headspace where you know, there is a small chance you might see something. The worst, however, has been caught

TIMESTAMPS FOR THE CSA

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER -- 0:00-1:14

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER -- 9:06-10:36, 12:36-13.59 18.35-18.46

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER -- 16:43-16:57

Episode 5-7 have a lot of Alois scenes, but nothing in relationship to his trauma, so if you want an entirely 'safe' and non-triggering viewing, those are your best bet! Episode 1 is also fine, if you start it directly after the opening

TMESTAMPS FOR OTHER DISCOMFORTS

If I were to try to keep track of all of this, then the list would be extensive and long BUT in regards to Alois in particular, a few scenes did jump out at me as being potentially a little ... weird

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER --

9:27-9:42 (Druitt says something weird and pervy)

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER --

0:00-2:02 (Nothing explicit, but he is naked, bandaged, and the camera is...you know how the camera is. Some weird dialogue too, between him and Hannah and Claude. It's nothing too bad)

3:39-4:31 (The Hannah scene. Some people told me they were uncomfortable with the way he tackled her, even if it was just the camera being a little weird)

(If the triggering stuff really bothers you, just don't want Divulging Butler, that episode was...weird)

LIVE LUKA REACTION

EP#8 DIVULGING BUTLER -- 5:02-9:04

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER -- 11:45-13:15

EP#11 CROSSROADS BUTLER -- 14:58-16:25

EP#12 BLACK BUTLER -- 12:05-12:28

ACTUAL TIMESTAMPS

It'll take ages to jot these down, so here are the pictures of the notes I was taking. Every time Alois Trancy was on screen, I took note of it

Uhhh fun fact my therapist called me halfway through and I had to write down a number. That's what that scribbled out thing is. Haha...oh, if only she knew...

ALOIS OUTFITS

Also, as per something @hateweasel said, I decided I had to keep track of what outfits he was wearing throughout the episodes. And I can proudly say the little shorts only show up in episode 1, 2 minutes in episode 5, all of the scenes of him in the present in Episode 8, and all of the scenes of him in Ciel's mind palace in episode 12. So about 20 minutes total. This is out of the approximate 50 minutes of Alois Time in the series, with his other outfits cycling in at the maid dress, the devil costume, his normal outfit but with trousers, and then Ciel's outfit while he's possessing him, and then his clothes as a kid.

Here is a diagram. I made up those numbers. I could have added it second by second, and that was my plan, and I started, but it was really really boring

NOTABLE LINES

Some things I just found funny

EP#1 CLAWED BUTLER - Druitt says 'Among us' at 9:55

EP#5 BEACON BUTLER - Alois licks Ciel at 15:34-15:40. It should be noted he spends like 10 seconds proceeding that playing with Ciel's hair and Ciel DOES NOT pull away from him or even seem that disturbed. Huh.

EP#7 DEATHLY BUTLER - There's these shots as the two butlers fight each other where they show the boys reacting. We get 'live Lois reaction' at 6:12, 6:19, 7:39, 9:01, 10:18,10:38, 11:27

In the same episode, the piss line is at 15:23-15:50

EP#9 HOLLOW BUTLER - Ciel actually says he feels regret after Alois dies. This is at 10:10.

Alois's village is also revealed to be called Arachnophile. Ah.

Alois is dead at 20:39

EP#11 CROSSROADS BUTLER - while possessing the body of Ciel Phantomhive, Alois actually tries to hurt himself. It's kind of painful to watch. This occurs at 6:23-6:59, 11:57-13:07

EP#12 BLACK BUTLER - Alois speaks last at 12:05

#alois trancy #kuroshitsuji #black butler season 2 #black butler #claude faustus #ciel phantomhive #long post

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blamemma · 1 year ago

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I see your point about the Enchanté brand stuff, but in my head I thought he was always trying to move in that direction, and I actually think it’s kind of cool. imo I think a lot of driver-specific merch ends up looking the same and feels like a cash grab to me (like “I’m going to put my name on this and a racecar and you’re going to pay $200 for it). Like I love lando but his new LN4 merch is literally a construction worker green hoodie with his logo on it for like $95 I think?

On the other hand I think a lot of work has been put into the drops for Enchanté and the themeing and aesthetics of it. I loved the video he did with Kristen and I don’t think those sorts of things will stop just because he’s not putting his name physically on it anymore. I can understand the most recent drop not including him in the marketing as much because it came around the time he’s been focusing on all of the seat changing stuff. And it’s clear that he’s SO proud of it (he fucking wears it everywhere lmao) so I don’t think he’ll ever step away from it and not be involved.

He may also be only doing one video per “season” since it seems like he’s considering gator tours/cafe/beach club all the “summer” drops.

nah its definitely a thing where this will definitely appeal to people (and it is, new drop has some things that are sold out) and some people it wont and im just one of those people. i dont need his name printed across a t-shirt in big bold lettering across my tits, but i do like small bits of iconography that link back to him/his brand/his personality. to me the brand is losing its identity because, to me, the identity is daniel ricciardo if that makes sense? and i am definitely not implying hes not proud of it, nor that he's not playing an active role, i think he's really passionate about it and loves working on it, and thats why im happy for him if this is the direction its going. i dropped a hefty amount on ric rodeo because i LOVED the stuff, loved the marketing for it, was sold into the whole image of it all and i love all the bits i got from it. however, it was the marketing and daniel that sold it to me. if i was going to drop that amount of money on a normal boring enchante drop vs. a good independent UK based small business clothing brand who have excellent quality....i know who i am going for...i think at the core, thats the point i am trying to make....u take daniel ricciardo out of enchante and sorry but to me enchante just isnt that special or unique enough to be dropping £150+ on???

#also a lil aside #marketing campaigns take months to plan #him suddenly being busy because of AT would not have haltered the beach club drop marketing #it may impact the future drops maybe #but after the blandness of gator tours and onwards dont think thats anything to be majorly worried about either #anon #asks #enchante

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CHAPTER SEVEN, big time bad boy

Andi was sitting in the studio with headphones on, listening to the boys sing the new song she and Gustavo wrote called 'This city is ours'. At the end of the song, Logan cheers, raising his arms up which made him accidentally hit Carlos in the face. Carlos wasn't expecting that to happen and ends up falling. Andi winced at the fall and takes the headphones off.

She follows Gustavo and Kelly inside the room the boys are at as Carlos got up. "You okay, Carlos?" She asked with concern.

He nods, looking at her with a smile. "Yep. I'm fine."

"Andi, Gustavo, yet again another great song." Kendall complimented, looking at Andi with a fond smile.

She returns the smile as she nods. "Thanks, Kendall."

"But the band isn't great." Gustavo chimes in and they each look at him with confusion. "What's missing is the secret rock and roll ingredient."

James points at him. "Hair mousse."

Carlos grins. "Chocolate mousse."

"Spandex?" Logan questions. He shakes his head, looking at Gustavo with a pleading expression. "Please don't say spandex."

Gustavo wraps his arm around Logan. "The bad boy." He moves over to stand between Carlos and Logan, putting his hands on both of their shoulders. "The ill-tempered rebel with a flair for synchronized dance." He moves to stand between Carlos and James. "One of you is it." He stands behind Kendall and James. He gestures to Kendall with a nod of his head. "I say it's Kendall."

"Gustavo," Kendall said, looking at Gustavo, who now stood beside Andi and Kelly again. "Why do we need a bad boy?"

Gustavo points at Kelly who shows a picture of Griffin and replays a message from Griffin on the phone she held. "Gustavo, it's Griffin. The band needs a bad boy. Now. Bye."

"He's driving me crazy!" Gustavo comments. "But he's also right, because the bad boy is a rock and roll tradition." Gustavo leads everyone to the hallway and over to the Boyquake poster on the wall. He points to the boy standing who had his arms crossed with his back to the others. "Notice the back turned to the rest of the band. Bad boy." He moves over to the Boyblast poster, pointing at the boy who was in the same position as the other one from Boyquake. "Notice the back turned, the dark clothing, and the scowl. Bad boy."

Kelly points at the boys. "But there can only be one bad boy of the group as learned from the bad boys experiment of '95." She turned around, taking the Boyblast poster off the wall, revealing the Bad Boyz poster where each member weren't facing the front and they were all wearing dark clothing.

Gustavo sighs. "Didn't sell a single CD."

"But we're best friends." Kendall pointed out. "We never turn our backs on each other." The other three chimed in, agreeing with him.

"No."

"Nuh-uh."

"Not gonna happen."

"Then let me let you in on another rock and roll secret." Gustavo said. "The bad boy is also the most popular member of the band, makes the most money, and dates the hottest models."

Carlos, Logan, and James immediately started saying that they can be bad. Andi grimaced as she looked at the guys. She knew this wasn't going to end well.

"You really think having a bad boy is a good idea?" Kelly asked Gustavo the next day. Both of them and Andi sat at a table at the end of the hallway, waiting for the boys to show up and see just how bad they can be.

Andi shakes her head. "I think it's a terrible idea."

Gustavo looks at her with a glare. "Nobody asked you. Quiet. Here they come." He said as the boys start walking down the hallway with Carlos, Logan, and James in the front. Carlos, Logan, and James all had dark clothing on and Carlos even carried a board of wood with him which made Andi confused. Kendall was the only one who looked normal.

"See? I told you." Andi said to Gustavo, glancing at the three boys in dark clothing as she grimaces. "Terrible idea." She repeated. She didn't like the idea of one of them being a bad boy and thought this wasn't going to work.

Kendall sits on the edge of a chair nearby as Carlos stands between Logan and James. Carlos holds the board of wood in front of his head and then breaks it by using his head. Andi and Kelly looked at him with wide eyes when he fell down.

"Next!" Gustavo yelled.

James stands in front of them, and takes the hood of the jacket he's wearing off of his head dramatically. "'B' to the 'A' to the 'D' that's me. A bad boy-ee." When he finished singing, he waved his hands in front of his face, and smiled widely, showing off the fake grillz he wore.

Andi cringes and shakes her head at seeing the fake grillz. "Really, a grill." Gustavo shakes his head and James walks off to the side with an upset expression. "Logan!"

Logan walks up to them, throwing his sunglasses off to the side. Andi furrows her eyebrows when Logan starts doing some weird dance moves and kept saying 'you like that?'. At the end, he wrapped his arms around himself like the typical bad boy does, but his hat ends up falling off, and he stumbled a bit to get it back on while still trying to look bad.

Gustavo slams his hands on the table. "No." Gustavo stands up and walks over to the seating area the boys are at. "Okay. So Kendall is the bad boy."

Andi and Kelly get up and go over to stand beside Gustavo. Andi notices that Kendall didn't look happy when Gustavo said that. Gustavo points at Kendall. "You're gonna need to start wearing black clothing and talking deeper and slower."

Kendall raises his eyebrows at Gustavo. "You mean be fake." He shakes his head. "I can't." He glances at James, who sat on the other edge of the chair he sat on, before looking back at Gustavo. "Besides, I'm terrible at faking."

"No, Kelly is terrible at faking." Gustavo said.

Andi nods in agreement. "Yeah, that's true."

Kelly looks at them with shock. "I can always tell when she lies to me." Gustavo added.

Kelly nervously laughs. "I have never…Lied…To you."

Gustavo points at Kelly. "See?"

"Gustavo, we just don't want anything fake about our band." Kendall said, standing up. Andi chuckles a bit when she saw James was copying the movements Kendall did.

Gustavo takes a step forward. "Your band? Your band? This is my band. Are you telling me that you're gonna ignore me and Griffin and the record company and not be our bad boy?"

Kendall nods. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Bad boy." Gustavo told Kendall and Kendall stomps his foot angrily. Gustavo looks at Kelly. "Get Griffin over here."

"Why isn't his back turned to the rest of them?" Griffin asked.

Gustavo angrily points at Kendall. "Because he won't do as I say!" He looks at Griffin. "Which makes him the bad boy."

Kendall shrugs. "And I don't turn my back on my friends."

"That's good. I respect that." Griffin walks over to Kendall and stands in front of him. "But I said I wanted bad."

Almost immediately Carlos, James, and Logan chimed in with saying they wanted to be bad. Carlos even brought out another board of wood and broke it with his head again. Andi sighed and shook her head when he fell on the floor. She hated how they were doing that.

Griffin takes a step back, standing in front of the boys. "A bad boy is someone parents would never let their daughters date, and I would let my daughter date any of these boys," He turns to Andi, Gustavo, and Kelly. "Which is bad. Do something about this or I will."

"Wait. I already did." Griffin smiles, gesturing to someone behind the three. "Say hello to Waynewayne."

A boy wearing a lot of black and gold and bling walks over to them and pushes his way to stand in front of the boys. "What what? Yo, yo, I'm Waynewayne. From the mean streets of Detroit. I'm bad-bad as my bling-bling and it's rapping grooves I exploit."

"Give him the contract." Andi's eyes grow wide at hearing that and she watched one of Griffin's assistants hand Gustavo a contract. This wasn't good at all.

Griffin wraps his arm around Waynewayne, turning to face Andi, Gustavo, and Kelly with a smile. "Isn't he bad?"

A disgusted expression forms on Andi's face as she looks at Waynewayne. She nods. "Very bad."

"But great." Kelly quickly added. She nervously chuckles. "She meant very bad, but like in a good way." Andi shook her head in disagreement, but didn't say anything.

Gustavo waves a hand in front of her, his way of telling her to stop, and Kelly was quick to shut up. Griffin turns to Waynewayne, raising his fist to him. "Waynewayne, blow it up."

"Later later, Griff-Griff." Waynewayne said, fist bumping Griffin.

Griffin and his assistants leave as Waynewayne turns to the boys. James then speaks up. "Yo, Waynewayne, I'm-"

Waynewayne slaps James' hand away since James had it up to fist bump him. James lets out a small yelp at how hard the slap was and yanked his hand away from Waynewayne. "Wasting your time-time."

"Look, I ain't here to make friends, okay?" Waynewayne said to the boys. "I'm here to take Big Time Rush to the next level. The Waynewayne express is leaving the station. So you fools step on…Or step off. Waynewayne out-out." He turned to leave, his gaze lingering on Andi for a second longer than the others which made her uncomfortable. But she quickly shook it off and was relieved he left.

"We don't like him." Kendall, James, and Logan told Gustavo.

"Yeah, I don't like him either." Andi chimed in.

Gustavo nods, closing the contract he finished reading. "Yes, you do. You all do. He's the bad boy." Carlos stands back up and Andi raises her eyebrows at him. "You okay?" She mouths to him and he nods. Gustavo then continues to speak. "And he's staying at the Palm Woods. So be good boys and make friends-friends with Waynewayne."

Gustavo points at Andi. "You gotta be good and make friends-friends with Waynewayne too."

Andi groans at hearing that. Carlos looks at each of them with confusion. "Who's Waynewayne?"

Andi and the boys are now at the pool area, watching Waynewayne lift a chair that had the Jennifers on it.

James leans over to them. "First he joins our band without our permission."

"Now he steals our girls-"

"Technically they weren't ever your girls. And it's obvious they have no interest in you guys." Andi interrupted Carlos from her spot besides Kendall. She looked at Carlos with a sheepish smile when he looked at her with a small glare.

"It's still not fair." Carlos sighed, glaring at Waynewayne, who now sat on the chair between the Jennifers.

Logan nods. "And that's why we're gonna get rid of him?"

"Okay, I wanna get rid of him as much as you guys," Andi said, looking at them with furrowed eyebrows. "But how are gonna do that?"

"It's simple." Logan replies. He leans over to Kendall as he says, "Kendall, get rid of him."

Kendall looks at him with wide eyes. "Why me?"

"Because he scares us." James responded, gesturing to himself, Carlos, and Logan.

Kendall stands up, facing the four of them. "We are a band. And we're gonna do this together because we're not afraid of some loud mouth, backward-hatted, droopy pants wearing-" He stops in the middle of his sentence when he saw they looked at someone behind him with wide eyes. He sighs. "He's standing right behind me, isn't he?"

Andi sends him a sympathetic look and nods. "Yep."

Kendall turns around to face Waynewayne. Waynewayne nods. "You want trouble-trouble, Kendork? Bring it, bring it."

Kendall gestures to himself and his band who now stood behind him. "Yeah, we decided that there's only room for five members of Big Time Rush."

Waynewayne furrows his eyebrows, pointing at Andi. "What are you talking about? She's not in your band."

Logan nods. "Of course she is."

"Yeah," Kendall wraps an arm around Andi who now stood beside him and Andi tried ignoring the butterflies in her stomach at his touch. "She's our songwriter and an important member of our band just like the rest of us are."

Andi smiles brightly at him and the other boys when she saw they were smiling at her. She was glad that's how they thought of her because sometimes she just felt like she was in the background and wasn't noticed for her talent. She felt a lot better after that, especially since Kendall said that.

Waynewayne raises his eyebrows. "Songwriter?" He looks Andi up and down, his eyes lingering on her a little too long. "Oh, I get it." He laughs. "You're the groupie." He turns to Kendall, slapping him in the chest. "Nice pick, Kendork. She's a cutie."

Andi's smile fades and she crosses her arms, feeling uncomfortable under Waynewayne's gaze. Kendall clenches his jaw, looking ready to defend Andi, but before he can say anything, Andi speaks up. "I'm not a groupie," She says firmly, meeting Waynewayne's gaze head-on. "I'm part of this band just as much as any of these guys. And if you think you can just come in here and disrespect me like that, you've got another thing coming."

Waynewayne chuckles, shaking his head. "Feisty. I like that."

Andi rolls her eyes, not impressed. "Save your compliments. We're not interested."

Waynewayne's expression turns serious, and he steps closer to Andi, invading her personal space. "You should watch your tone, sweetheart. No one talks to Waynewayne like that." He glares at her, his eyes roaming over her body once more. "Not even a cutie like you."

Andi can't help but flinch slightly at the way he's looking at her, but she holds her ground, not wanting to back down. Kendall notices her discomfort and puts a hand on her arm, pulling her back gently. He immediately steps in front of her, his gaze fixed on Waynewayne. "Hey, back off," he says, his voice laced with anger. "I won't ask again."

Waynewayne chuckles, stepping back slightly, though his eyes are still locked with Kendall's. "Relax, Kendork. I'm just messing around. No need to get all worked up." He pauses, a smirk playing on his lips. "Unless, of course, you've got a thing for the cutie. In that case, maybe I'll have to keep my eye on her. You know, just to make sure she's safe."

Kendall's jaw clenches even tighter at Waynewayne's insinuation, but before he can respond, Andi speaks up again, her voice firm and defiant. "I don't need anyone to keep an eye on me. I can take care of myself just fine." She glanced at Kendall, giving him a reassuring nod, silently conveying that she appreciates his concern but she's capable of handling the situation.

Waynewayne raises an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "Alright, tough girl. We'll see about that." Waynewayne nods, smiling as he looks at Kendall. "Great-great." He brings his phone out and calls someone, putting them on speaker. "Yo, Griff-Griff, the guys agree with me. Six in the band is too many."

"Sounds fresh, Waynewayne." Griffin comments. "I'll stop by the studio tomorrow to see which one goes."

Andi's eyes grew wide, fear grows within her at what he said and Kendall's arm even tightened around her shoulders which made her assume he was scared too. She glances at James when he lets out a small scream at hearing what Griffin said. "Griff-Griff out."

The call ends as Andi and the boys share a panicked expression before looking at Waynewayne when he holds a contract in front of him. "You see…My contract states that I'm guaranteed to front a band, and I picked this band."

Rolling his eyes, Kendall chuckles while he relaxes his arm around Andi's shoulder. Andi was surprised that he still had his arm around her, but she wasn't complaining. "Ooh, a contract. We're so scared."

"My contract also states that I get a posse." Waynewayne added.

Andi looks at him with wide eyes. Waynewayne snaps his fingers and three guys walk over wearing white and gold and a lot of bling similar to Waynewayne. They stand beside Waynewayne as Waynewayne gives the one next to his right side the contract.

"Scared now?"

Andi and the boys took a step back, immediately nodding. "Yeah. A little scared."

Andi and the boys are now out by the pool, peeking over some flowers they were hiding behind. They were watching Waynewayne who snapped his fingers, making his posse get the boy out of the chair that was beside Waynewayne so he could sit there. Waynewayne's posse gets the boy out of the chair by throwing him into the pool. Andi cringes along with the boys and they continue to watch Waynewayne sit down on the chair while his posse surrounds him, handing him a coconut drink and a magazine.

"Man, he even makes sipping out of a coconut look tough." Logan commented.

Carlos hits the back of his head. "Focus. One of us is gonna get kicked out of the band."

"My money's on Logan." James said, pointing at Logan.

Logan looks at him with offense. "Mean."

"Technically, I can't get kicked out of the band since I write the songs for the band." Andi shrugged.

"Well, Gustavo writes songs also so there's a possibility you could get kicked out of the band." Logan said sympathetically.

Andi looks at him with a pout on her lips. "No." She whines. "Don't say that."

Kendall wraps an arm around her shoulders to comfort her. "You're not getting kicked out of the band." He tells her firmly, and she nods, appreciating his comforting. "We won't let that happen." He reassured her and she smiled, relieved by that as she leaned into his warm embrace. Her heart was racing though. She wondered if he could feel it. She hoped not. It'd be really embarrassing.

Kendall shakes his head. "Nobody is breaking us up. We're a team. We're not afraid of Waynewayne or anybody else."

"Hey, guys." Camille stood in front of them, wearing a homemade wrestler outfit. Andi and the boys let out a small scream, not expecting her to show up unexpectedly.

"Oh, relax." Camille shakes her head. "I didn't get the part. Maybe throwing the casting director in a flying headlock is a bad idea."

Andi looks at her with wide eyes. "Yeah, that probably wasn't a good thing to do."

"Camille, we're in an urgent saving-our-band mission right now." Kendall said, pointing over at Waynewayne. Camille turns around and looks at Waynewayne before looking back at Andi and the boys. "Hey, when did Wally Dooley move to the Palm Woods?"

Andi furrows her eyebrows. "Wally Dooley?"

Camille glances back at Waynewayne and nods. "Yeah, he must be up for a bad boy role. We worked together on The Magic Middle School. Yeah, he played towel boy."

Andi and the boys look at her with surprise and each ask, "What?"

After watching the video of Waynewayne who's actually Wally Dooley in The magic Middle School Logan furrowed his eyebrows. "So Waynewayne didn't grow up in the mean streets of Detriot."

Camille shakes her head. "He grew up in mansion in Dallas. His dad invented toast on a rope."

The group faces Kendall as he stands in front of them. "And he's gonna kick one of us out of the band? Well, we're gonna kick him out of the band."

Andi, Carlos, James, and Logan try their best to let Kendall know Wally just walked in and was standing behind Kendall with his posse.

"'Cause we don't need no fakey-fakey, poser-poser-" Kendall stops himself at seeing their gestures behind him. "He's behind me again, isn't he?"

Kendall turns around to face Wally while Camille walks over, waving at Wally. "Hey, Wally."

Wally nods at her. "Hey, Camille." He looks back at Andi and the boys. "Oh, and news flash: this town is full of phonies and nobody cares."

Wally smiles. "Hey, what do you guys think of the name Waynewayne Rush?"

Andi sweetly smiles at him. "I think I hate it." Wally glared at her while she and the boys laughed.

Carlos looks at Wally. "Dude, once Gustavo finds out you're a phoney-phoney…"

James points at Wally. "You are out-out."

"You guys, Gustavo is a joke, okay?" Wally chuckles. "Griffin has the power and he'll get rid of however I say, and I say…" He takes a step towards Kendall. "It's you."

Andi shares a panic expression with Kendall and the others before looking back at Wally. "And there's nothing you can do about it because you can't stop the Waynewayne Train."

"What?" Gustavo questioned, looking at Andi and the boys who now stood in his office.

"Waynewayne is a total fraud." Logan answered.

James points at Kendall. "He wants to kick Kendall out of the band."

Gustavo raises his eyebrows. "Really? I would've bet on Logan."

Logan fake laughs and then points at Gustavo. "Well, you would have lost."

"Wait." Kelly speaks up. "We can't let Waynewayne kick Kendall out of the band."

Andi nods. "I agree." She didn't want Kendall kicked out of the band. Sure, they had their problems, but they always seemed to make up. They were a good team and a good group of friends. Plus, she liked having him around. He was making her feel things she never felt before and she liked the feeling. She didn't want it to end. So she was definitely not going to let that happen.

Kelly looks at Gustavo. "Gustavo, what are you gonna do?"

Gustavo looks at each of them before he replies with, "Nothing."

Andi and the boys quickly follow Gustavo out of his office. "Gustavo, you can't let this poser tell you what to do with your band."

Gustavo turns around to face them while Kelly stands beside him. "It's not my band, okay? It's Griffin's. Look, I don't know if you noticed, but I haven't had a hit in a while. This band is my ticket back to the top, and until I get back there…What he says goes."

"We'll team up." Kendall quickly suggested.

"No." Gustavo shook his head.

"We'll need cool code names." James grins. "I'll be The Flacon."

Logan grins. "I'll be The Snowman."

"And you'll need a tree hat." Carlos added, putting a tree hat on Gustavo and then goes back to his place beside Andi.

Gustavo takes the tree hat off, throwing it on the ground. "No tree hat!"

Kendall nods. "No tree hat! Gustavo, we can come up with a plan."

Kelly smiles, looking at Gustavo. "Ooh, they're really good at plans."

Gustavo shakes his head. "No plan!" He points at the Andi and then the boys. "I don't want you and the hockey-heads pulling any of your schemes or shenanigans that are gonna get me in trouble with Griffin and the record company."

Gustavo gets some papers from Kelly. "Now, here are the lyric sheets for the song you're gonna sing for Griffin in one hour." He hands each of them a lyric sheet. "Study them. Learn them. Got it?"

"Got it." The boys replied in unison.

"What are we waiting for?" Griffin questioned. "I'm antsy."

Kelly leans over to him, saying, "We're missing Kendall."

Griffin looks at Gustavo with raised eyebrows. "So you got rid of Kendall." Looking at the boys, he presses a button that lets the boys listen to him speak. "My money was on Logan."

Logan takes the headphones off, outstretching his arms dramatically. "Why does everyone keep saying that?"

Andi sent him a sympathetic expression while Griffin said, "Let's hear my new bad boy band."

"Yeah, let's hear it."

Andi looks over at hearing Kendall's voice, grinning when she sees Kendall wearing all black and that he was even wearing eyeliner. She hoped the plan she and the boys had came up with along with Gustavo would work. Though she couldn't help but let her gaze linger on Kendall. He looked really good in all black and with eyeliner. Her face grew warm and she quickly looked away, trying to focus on the moment at hand.

"Oh, no." Kelly muttered as Wally walks over to Kendall.

Carlos grins. "Ooh, it's a bad boy off."

While Kelly and Gustavo try to tell the boys to stop, Griffin smiles. "A bad boy off? That sounds interesting." He glances at Gustavo who looks nervous. "Doesn't that sound interesting?"

"You know, one thing I know about bad boys is…" Kendall takes the mic stand, walking over to the records plaque on the wall. "They like breaking stuff." He used the bottom of the mic stand to smash a record causing it to fall to the floor.

Andi's eyes grow wide not expecting him to actually do that. Standing up, Gustavo yells at seeing his broken record plaque. Everyone else looked at Kendall with surprise, even Wally. Griffin nods. "He's right. Bad boys do like breaking stuff."

Gustavo quickly goes into the room the boys are in followed by Andi and Kelly and everyone else. "What was that?" Gustavo yells at Kendall, walking over to the blonde haired boy who crosses his arms. "You smashed one of my platinum records!"

"Oh, yeah?" Wally challenging said to Kendall. "Well…" He picked up the mic stand, mashing the glass of each platinum record plaques that were in the bottom row. Andi cringed when it falls to the ground and Gustavo let out a small scream when each one were smashed. Her eyes grow wide when Gustavo went to go rush at Wally, but she was quick to stand in front of him with her arms outstretched in front of her, and her mom even jumped on Gustavo's back in an attempt to try to stop him from hurting anyone.

"Ooh, round one of the bad boy off goes to Waynewanye." Griffin announces. "Someone ring a bell." One of Griffin's assistant holds up a small wrestler bell and rings it. "What's next?"

Now they were listening to Wally rap and hte only ones that seemed to be enjoying his rap was his posse and himself. "I said I'm Waynewane on the mic-mic. I'm badder than bad. I said the city is ours, we're gonna take it like we're mad."

Kendall gets into the sound booth, pushing Wally out of the way harshly causing the boy to fall. "You're rhymes are weak. Mine fit like a glove, Gustavo's got a face only a mother could love." Andi stared at him with surprise, not expecting him to rap the last part. He smirked at her as he shrugged. Her heart was pounding as she tried her hardest not to blush. Why was he so charming and handsome? It wasn't fair.

Gustavo angrily stands up, but Andi and Kelly were quick to stop him from getting to Kendall. "Round two goes to Kendall." Griffin nodded and his assistant rang the small wrestling bell again. Griffin smiles and claps his hands together. "I can't wait for round three."

Andi winces at hearing things breaking from inside of Gustavo's office. Gustavo quickly rushes over at hearing the sound from his office, pushing past the group while looking at his office with wide eyes. Griffin shakes his head. "That does not sound good."

Gustavo goes over to the door and tries to opens it, but had no success. "He locked it." Kelly informed him.

"Yeah, yeah." Gustavo quickly took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. Andi's eyes grow wide and her mouth forms into an 'o' shape at seeing his office completely destroyed. Gustavo walked in and they everyone heard him scream. Kendall walked out, throwing a hammer over his shoulder. Andi felt her heart fluttered when he glanced at her, giving her a smirk and a wink. She quickly looked away, not wanting to be caught blushing because of him. She was so embarrassed and her heart wouldn't calm down. She needed to get a hold of herself.

Gustavo stands at his doorway with a look of shock on his face "He destroyed my office, my music awards," He angrily points at Kendall who smirks. "And he used my drawer as a bathroom."

Kendall shrugs. "Bad boys go where they want."

Griffin raises his eyebrows and looks impressed. "That's a new one. Original. And very, very bad."

"No, no, no!" Wally rushes forward, standing in front of the group with a panicked expression on his face. He points at himself. "I'm the bad boy! Me!"

Andi grimaces as he became more whiney and dramatic. She didn't like him at all. The guy was a total loser and a phoney. And a creep. Andi shakes her head. "There's a new bad boy in town."

"Yeah, dude," Carlos speaks up, looking at Wally. "He went in his desk."

Wally points at him. "I'll show you." He points at Kendall. "I'll show you." He then points at Gustavo. "And I'll show you," He also points at everyone else. "And I'll show all of you."

"I'll-I'll." Wally then kicks Griffin causing Griffin to fall to the floor. From the floor, Griffin points at Wally. His two assistants walk over and grab Wally's arms. "Too far?" He asked nervously as his posse ran out of the room. Andi watched with surprise along with the others, not expecting him to do that.

Griffin stands back up, fixing his tie. "You're right, Waynewayne. Big Time Rush should be only five."

"You can't fire me." Wally tells him. "You know why? 'Cause I have…A contract." He gets the contract out of his pocket, showing it to Griffin. "You have to put me in the band."

Griffin smiles. "I have to put you in a band, just not this one." Andi smiles at hearing that, glad that Wally wouldn't be in their band. Griffin looks at Kendall. "They already have a bad boy."

Kendall smirks and points at himself while Wally looks at him with shock as he's being dragged away by Griffin's assistants. Kendall sighs, his shoulder's slumping as he looks at Griffin. "But I don't want to wear these clothes all the time," He points at Griffin. "And I won't turn my back on my friends."

"Fine." Griffin nods, taking a step towards Kendall. "And you can still date my daughter, but I want you nowhere near my desk. Griff-Griff out." He fist bumped Kendall before he left along with his assistants, who drag Wally down the hallway.

Andi, Kelly, and the boys wave back at Wally as he complains while being dragged away. "You!" Everyone glances at Gustavo nervously, worried for his response. "Nice work." They were all relieved that Gustavo wasn't mad.

Andi grins along with the boys and they each high five each other. Kelly looks at them with surprise and then looks at Gustavo with wide eyes. "What? But he-he smashed, and you-" As she stumbles over her words, she stands by the doorway, pointing at Gustavo's desk. "And he went in-"

"I teamed up with Andi and the hockey heads, 'cause they do have good plans." Gustavo said, smiling at Andi and the boys.

Andi and the boys smile while they shrug. Kelly furrows her eyebrows. "I was here the whole time. When did you plan this?"

The boys take out the lyric sheet Gustavo gave them earlier and together the lyric sheets read 'Let's get rid of Waynewayne'. "Okay, and how did you know about it?" Kelly asked her daughter.

"I didn't honestly." Andi replies. "I just wanted to get of him too and figured out what they were doing so I went along with it." She shrugged. She really didn't know that they were planning to get rid of Wally. But she was glad they did. She was getting really annoyed by him. She didn't like the guy and was glad he wouldn't be in their band.

"Hey, I could've helped." Kelly said, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm part of this team too, you know?"

"Yes, you are." Gustavo nods. "But you're still a horrible faker liar actress."

Andi and the boys agree with Gustavo and then Kelly starts fake crying. Andi chuckles lightly and shakes her head. "Mom, stop fake crying. It's so bad."

"Yeah," Kelly sighs. "You're right."

Andi chuckles and sends her a sympathetic smile. She smiles when Kendall wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. She leaned into his side, her arm going around his waist. She loved being close to him. It felt natural and perfect. Andi felt her cheeks burn when she catches Kendall's gaze. The smile on his face makes her stomach flutter and she couldn't help but smile as well. She was happy that no one had to be kicked out of the band and that they all managed to stick together. And she was glad that her and the boys came up with a plan and managed to make it work.

#bigtimerush #andi #kendall #carlos #logan #james #kelly #gustavo #griffin #badboy #band

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gh0stbeeee · 3 years ago

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I adore violent Light. Just the idea of alongside being extremely homicidal, he is a fraying thread away from clocking you in the fucking jaw at all times. Do you think he fantasized about fighting people that annoyed him? Like in highschool he encounters one of those hard ass teachers that refuses to give you the mark you deserve and revels in failing students, and the teacher gives him like a 95. Light having to go through every one of his perfect assignments as proof, one more comment about how "it's not that big of a deal" away from absolutely losing his shit. The only reason that teacher escapes is because they gave him the grade, and Light doesn't want assault of a teacher on his record.

As a kid? Oh god, it'd take one kid stealing the toy Light was playing with to set him off. As a child, Light fights like a little demon. Red, welting cratches, missing chunks of hair, bite marks, and bruises everywhere. Soichiro nips that in the bud very fast though, and another big incident doesn't happen again. Light apologizes, but no one tries to mess with him again.

This has me thinking of delinquent Light now, who's so bored of life he ends up picking fights on the streets as a way to chase adrenaline. Bad temper, always wearing plasters and bandages, dark clothing, piercings and tattoos (👀👀), (kinda sounds like Mello lol)

Think Light would take martial arts like judo, aikido, or karate? Maybe kendo? I guess it would depend on how likely Soichiro thinks Light would use them to fight people lol

L finds violent Light hot tho change my mind. L looking for Kira suspects, and the first thing that comes up with the name Light Yagami is a picture of the teenager looking fresh from a fight. Soichiro looks embarrassed, so L asks around. According to Aizawa, Light was just a super normal, smart kid, then one day he just snapped and started getting into fights. He personally thinks it was because Light cracked under the crazy pressure of being one of the best students in the world, but L thinks it's deeper than that. He's seen what boredom can do to genii, and this wasn't nearly the worst. Matsuda shows him some archived security camera footage of Light fighting, with the other participants being the ones to attack first. Any trouble for Light was dropped on the basis of self defense, but he continues to get into an inordinate amount of fights. L endeavors to look into Light because his profile so far matches Kira (not because a little part of himself went 'awooga' when he watched Light fight). I don't think Light would be Kira in this au cause he has an outlet, but hey he still could.

#light getting pissed at matsuda #L: (⁄ ⁄⊙⁄ω⁄⊙⁄ ⁄)#lmao this is a mess #death note #light yagami #l lawliet #lawlight #kira #death note au #anyways violent light is everything ✨️#violent light <3 #(ง ื▿ ื)ว

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thegracelessfaceless · 2 years ago

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🔥Summer Time Sal Fisher Extravaganza!🔥

(Contains HCs + a short imagine sequence)

Cw: mentions of sickness due to overheating, vomit mention

When it comes to seasons, autumn and winter are definitely Sal's favorites

He loves all the warm, cozy stuff, good food, and especially the cool to frigid weather.

Autumn and winter Sally are Sal in his natural state, with the oversized sweaters, jeans, fingerless gloves with hoodie and earmuffs

But this post isn't about Sal in winter and fall

Here's some sweet wintertime Sal stuff if you're looking for that

But it's practically July, and we're all kind of burning up, aren't we?

So, yeah, Sally isn't a fan of summer.

He starts getting cranky around the middle of spring, just when it's starting to warm up

His prosthetic is so hot, physically and aesthetically.

It's thick, at least a good quarter of an inch, and either fiberglass or a thick polymer plastic, but definitely not something as soft as medical grade silicone.

Also, it's not just smooth inside like a normal mask would be

There's gonna be all sorts of supporting ridges and padding where Sal needs support to the parts of his face that had the most damage

As well as the tissue Sal shoves up in the right cheek area to help tamp down his drool situation

Needless to say, going around with a thick layer on your face, in summer, with your breath constantly bouncing back in your face because your prosthetics designer gave your mask a coin slot for a mouth... It would make for a bad time.

Those nose holes only provide so much ventilation and I speak this from experience

So to beat the heat, Sal sheds his oversized sweaters and flannels and jeans for cooler clothes, but sticks with his prosthetic

In my DR, Sal didn't like going out without his prosthetic until after his prison stint, where he came to terms with his appearance. Now he only wears it on bad pain days and around kids so he doesnt scare them

But in his teens and early twenties, Sal was much more shy

Since he didn't feel comfortable without his prosthetic, he tried to relieve the heat with clothes that help him stay as cool as possible when in public

I'm talking tank tops and board shorts, band shirts that he's cut the sleeves off of (and sometimes a good portion of the sides too) and cargo shorts, kilts, skirts that Ash lets him borrow, if it keeps him cool, he's wearing it

When Sal is home, or at Larry's, it becomes more a matter of Sal appreciating feeling air in his skin period, whether it's his face or his body

On super hot days you can catch him in only jeans, pajama pants, or his boxers (but only in his room)

Products used by Sal to lessen his sweaty misery during the hot months: baby powder, athletic powder, chalk powder, corn starch, deodorant, antiperspirant, dryer sheets, vapor rub (the menthol makes him think he's cooler than he really is)

If you drop in at Larry's while Sal's there, any summer between 1993 to 1999, you will find them shirtless and gaming or sunken into bean bags surrounded by instruments, sweaty from exchanging licks on the guitar or bass

Their shirts can always be found in the living room, tossed on the couch like they took their shirts off like you would your jacket upon arriving home

Neither Sal or Larry tolerate high heat levels well, though Larry fares better than Sal

Some of the meds Sal takes make him more sensitive to heat and sunlight

So if Sal gets too hot, he starts getting sick at his stomach and a headache. If ignored, his body will decide to start vomiting, which Sal hates, so he feels even worse and eventually has to go home and lie down for a while.

Sal tries to avoid going outside if the heat levels go above 95°

Due to his scarring, his sweat glands got a little messed up, so some work, some don't. Regardless it means he can't cool off the way the body is intended to

However his only exception is to go swimming

Larry discovered this the summer after Sal came to Nockfell...

It was a sweltering July afternoon, around three when the day was at it's hottest. The AC at Addison's was on the fritz, and Larry and Sal were laying like dead flies on the kitchen floor of Larry's apartment. The basement apartment was cooler than Sal's up on the fourth floor, but not by much.

"You wanna go to the lake, dude?" Larry asked as he shifted his body so it was touching fresh, cool tile instead of the body heated tile he had previously been occupying.

"I dunno, Larry" Sal said from his spot on the floor only feet away, "It's hot as hell. Everyone's gonna be there. And I'm already having to dry my prosthetic out from the sweat, so I can't wear it."

So Larry went about describing this spot that he knew about, a pretty deep creek that split off from Wendigo Lake.

"Not a lot of people know about it, dude. My dad used to take me there when I was a kid... There's a swinging rope (:3)."

Finally, between the unbearable heat, which was ever pressing down on Sal as he did the same as Larry and repositioned himself on a new stretch of cool tile, and Larry's descriptions of this forest oasis, Sally relented, "Okay. We'll go. But I'm not walking."

"Of course, dude" Larry said, getting up to ask Lisa to drive them. He remembered the last time Sal had overheated. They had tried to walk clear across town to a new record shop and Larry had ended up having to carry Sal home, thrown over his shoulder. It wouldn't have been so bad, but about halfway there, Sal had puked down his back

Lisa happily drove them. The boys had been laying around for days, and she was happy for the excuse to get them outside.

The heat got better once Larry and Sal got under the canopy of the trees surrounding Wendigo Lake. Larry led Sal straight to it, no loss of direction at all, even though there was no trail. Sal did have a little struggle at the end, there was a hill that was just too steep for Sal's shorter legs to climb. There were rocks interspersed up the hill, which Larry climbed easily. To his credit, Sal tried, trying to stretch from one rock to the next, but they were spaced too far apart.

So Larry ended up giving him a hand and hauling Sal up the hill from where he was perched. They were more than a little sweaty in their swim shorts and shirts, and getting a little cranky. But as Sal stood from climbing up the last bit of hill, he looked down at the view that was now unblocked.

Sal had been seeing glimpses of a creek that, in his opinion, seemed too dried up to swim in. They might be lucky to get their ankles wet, he had thought. But before him, he saw that the creek widened here, and looked pretty deep, the water dark and the bottom concealed. There was a tree next to them, large and sprawling and it shaded the area. A thick rope was tied to a low hanging branch and a set of bicycle handlebars had been tied to it, for maximum grip.

A tree had fallen in the creek at some point and the water covered it except for the ends of gnarly looking roots which stuck up at one end. A part of its long trunk was visible in the water towards the center. Beyond the tree, there was an area that had been cleared enough for lounging on the shore and in one space, sunbathing.

"Well?" Larry asked, "What do you-"

And Sal was already sprinting past Larry, catching the rope as he passed and swinging into the water, coming up a few seconds later with a victorious whoop.

Larry blinked for a second. Besides fights, he'd never seen Sal move so fast. He looked to the left where Sal had been standing and only found his shirt, shoes, socks, and towel. He smiled to himself as he bent to collect his friends things and carried them to the little cove the forest made. Once there, Larry's shirt, towel and shoes joined Sal's in a little pile off to the side. Then he returned to the hill and flung himself into the water, not even using the rope, letting out a Tarzan yell as he speared through the air.

And that's how Larry learned that Sal absolutely loves all things water.

They were there until well after dark, which worked out because they were able to walk back home in relative safety from the heat at that point.

Yes, Sal will swim all day if you let him

Sal really likes diving and being completely submerged

The feeling of near weightlessness that water gives Sal on his face, head and neck is a huge relief, and he takes full advantage of it

In the summer months, Sal and the gang spent a lot of time at the lake, either where everyone else swims, but mostly at Larry's secret spot

Sal was never taught to swim btw

His body has just always known how

He'd only ever been swimming twice before Larry took him to his cove, and those times were at the pool

So when Sal swims, it's not like he's swimming and diving like a professional athlete or anything

He can doggy paddle, long stroke, and mermaid dive

But it works for him, he can swim like hell and hold his breath forever

It's actually kind of beautiful seeing Sal underwater

His hair swirls around his head and face like seaweed, the bubbles decorate the ridges of his scars and his smile is absolutely radiant

#💙#sally face #sal fisher #sally face sal fisher #sally face sal #sally face headcanons #sal fisher headcanons #larry johnson #sally face larry #sally face larry johnson #cw mentions of stomach sick #cw vomit mention

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