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[mel-tokio]

was not expecting the game to explicitly confirm that ruka's gay. color me pleasantly surprised!

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - March 13th, 2020

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them. This and all previous Fabulous Olicity Fanfic posts can be found on my blog. Please reblog and share these awesome writers’ works!

Take a Memo multi-chapter Complete by @someonesaidcake​ - It had been on the night of the office Christmas Party when Oliver learned a sensual secret about his seemingly-quiet Executive Assistant Felicity, that was the same night she became something much more. Shameless secretary smut AU with a large helping of Dom/Sub/Switch and a kink club for good measure. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11407818/chapters/25552560

Forget Me Not multi-chapter WIP by @mindramblingsfics​ - Felicity was presumed dead after The Gambit was shipwrecked and she went missing. As the one year anniversary of her death approaches, a miracle happens and she is found. Just when Oliver thinks the universe has given them a second chance, he learns Felicity barely remembers him and the memories of their love together are gone entirely. Oliver and Felicity’s journey after they reunite prove to be a tough road ahead, and then they learn that Felicity’s accident may have had a more sinister motive behind it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/18392291/chapters/43556987

It's in the Air multi-chapter WIP by @emmilynestill​ - December 23, 2016. It’s Mayor Queen’s first holiday party and love is in the air. No, wait, that’s tension in the air. Bitterness. Regret. Painful longing for one’s former love. Awkward interactions with current significant others. A little humiliation mixed in. Yup, this was one great party. Then the gas came. Maybe love was in the air Afterall. Just my usual lock Oliver and Felicity in a room with a mind-altering substance with a dash of holiday magic thrown in. And, by magic, I mean Sex Pollen. And maybe a little Truth Serum to stir things up. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21552481

Up in Flames multi-chapter WIP by @blondeeoneexox​ - When Squad lieutenant Oliver Queen is called to his best friend's burning bar, he doesn't expect to find someone inside that will change his life forever. https://archiveofourown.org/works/22766638/chapters/54402448

A King of Heroes multi-chapter WIP by @geneshaven​ - a fantasy version of Arrow with Oliver as a Prince! CH1:  https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/189976017469/a-king-of-heroes CH 2: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/611929082700218368/a-king-of-heroes

A Long Life Together multi-chapter WIP by @geneshaven​ - So, this is the start of that alternative ending I mentioned I was toying with. At first, I thought it would be a one-shot, a couple thousand words. But as I got into it, I realized that Oliver and Felicity’s journey together deserved more. So, I expanded this tale, to delve more deeply into their happily ever after. This story starts when Oliver gets out of Slabside. To me, it’s when the Arrow writers started to go off the rails and completely alter their characters. I hope I succeed in setting things right by bringing Olicity back into the light of day, a light that has always surrounded them when times were darkest. It’s what they deserve. Part 1: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/611298263837130752/a-long-life-together Part 2: https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/611935904416792576/a-long-life-together?is_related_post=1

Helplessly Wrecked multi-chapter WIP by @cruzrogue​ - A very smart, passionate, woman. Worked to get her dual masters from MIT, it may have taken longer being a mother of triplets but at least she has her mother’s support. Oliver Queen still has a yacht incident and was marooned for shorter time frame on a real deserted island. He never flunked out of his Ivy League schooling and is a very sought-after bachelor. His relationships never last more than half a year and is known to throw himself into his work. His motto ‘work hard plays harder’. https://archiveofourown.org/works/19194103/chapters/45628978

We Ended as Lovers multi-chapter WIP by @smkkbert​ - Three years ago, Felicity’s life was perfect. She was offered a job at two great companies. Her boyfriend just started his own fashion label, and they picked a perfect apartment to live in together. The more heartbroken she was when Oliver got cold feet and it all ended. Now, Felicity is coming back to Starling City, well aware that she is destined to run into her ex-boyfriend there. While old feelings revive quickly, the pain still goes deep. Besides, for some reason Oliver seems to be angry with her. https://archiveofourown.org/works/22034827/chapters/52587292

Falling for an Angel multi-chapter WIP by @missafairy​ - What happens if an angel falls from the sky? Oliver Queen is a respected club owner in his hometown - Starling City. His life abruptly changes when one night he finds a beautiful girl claiming to have fallen from heaven. With her wings tucked into a jacket he helps her navigate her now human life while trying not to fall in love. Nothing can go wrong even if she drinks all of his coffee and cries in the shower, right? http://archiveofourown.org/works/9368912/chapters/21209975

2315 N. Highbury Ave. multi-chapter WIP by @cruzrogue​ - Overnight Felicity becomes homeless and she keeps this from Oliver because their friendship is strained and he’s already stressed out enough. Its only a matter of time that some bottled-up feelings will come to the surface. https://archiveofourown.org/works/21447388/chapters/51108508

Requiem by @it-was-a-red-heeler​ - Olicity Clue - My entry for the Olicity Clue Challenge takes place at the end of 5.09. For this little addition, let’s pretend Oliver didn’t go to the Dragon Lady’s apartment at the end of the episode and Not Laurel Lance stayed on Earth 2. Okay? Okay. I’ll let you guess my Person/Place/Thing in the comments. Enjoy the angst! 😉❤️ https://archiveofourown.org/works/23112673

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[serendipitioussurvival]

The Problem with Reality, Pt 2

<Prev> The Monologue of one Maczysz Stilinski/Hale

“They say that, when you die, your life flashes before your eyes. Honestly though? That’s such a load of bullshit. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve almost died? Do you know how many of those incidents I’ve seen a play by play of my life? None, not even when I actually fucking died! I’ve been cheated out of a lot of shit in my life, a lot of good shit too, so I’m going to do the play by play! Ahem.

I was born Maczysz Angelika Stilinski to humans Claudia Stilinski and Jeorek ‘John’ Stilinski. I was an angelic kid no matter what anyone says. The first few years of my life were great, eating, sleeping, pooping and having someone else clean it up. That was nice, I guess, but then I got to be introduced to the wonderful world of education. Let me tell you - hell doesn’t even need to exist when you have fucking ADHD and a hyperactive imagination, okay? Not only that, but you put it in the body of a girl whose father was a Deputy and whose mother was a nurse. I was literally exposed to so much information - as much as I could get my hands on!

Believe me, by the time I was six I knew how to hide keys until my dad made copies or had to use the backup. I had a key for his filing cabinets, for the car, and for the front and back doors. I was never going to use them for evil though, maybe to do things I wasn’t supposed to, but never for evil. Anyway, getting off-topic. So, by six I was bilingual for Portuguese and English, a hell of a combination for a kid with ADHD who could barely form coherent sentences, let alone sentences with words that weren’t English. 

BUT - it was because of that multilingual gibberish that I landed my best friend, Scott McCall, who also knew Portuguese from his mother and bam! A friendship that lasts throughout multiple realities thank you very much. Then… then I lost my mom. I won’t go into that, I don’t want to, you already know the full situation in detail and it’s still painful. I - it’s my one regret, that little Mischief will have to go through that again, all because I couldn’t save her…

Uh, where - where was I? Oh, anyway, mom died. Dad started drinking. I hated it, had to learn to cook and do laundry. He never hit me or cursed me or anything, but he would - I dunno just give me these looks. Like he was looking for any trace of my mom in me, or he would look at anything but me. So, in true Max fashion, I shaved all my hair off. Scott thought it was punk as hell and told me we were totally brothers now. Hehe, it never bothered me that he saw me as a guy, made me really happy honestly since all my dad could see was my mom in me. So I started spending the night over at his more, studied with him, ate with him and Mel while she taught me how to cook certain dishes - she even let me help, the few times she was free to actually do that. 

Then dickhead Rafe - and no I don’t care that it isn’t his real name, he doesn’t deserve to be called anything but Rafe because he hates it so goddamn much - went and left because he chose to drink instead of fixing things with his family after Scottie got hurt. Suddenly we really were siblings, either staying the night over at his while my dad worked over night, or over at mine when Mel worked overnight. We slept in the same bed until we were thirteen - which other people still find weird. Let me tell you, we didn’t stop until he got his first morning wood at fifteen, and we celebrated it because, for the longest time, my poor Scottie thought his dick was broken.

Can I - can I even cuss here? Like, I’m not going to get smited, smote - whatever. I’m already here, fuck it.

Continuing on! At sixteen Scottie and I went all red riding hood into the woods and met the one, the only, Peter Hale. He was half-crazed and the other half of him was running on wolfy instincts, but it was Peter, and the prick decided that he liked my jacket on Scottie and bit him, turning him into a werewolf. 

Fast forward a couple more months of Scott trying to kill me, his first full moon where he made out with my crush and cemented the fact that I was definitely not lesbian, and then we get to the juicy bits where Peter killed Kate Argent - I hope that bitch is being burned to death, repeatedly, in hell. In fact - could I, like if I don’t get into Heaven or whatever comes after this, can I go to hell just to burn her? Like, that’d be my heaven. No..? Okay. 

Ahem, anyway, uh, Scott hit Peter with a Molotov, killing him, but Peter is crafty so he came back to life a little more sane but no less sassy, and decided to grace my doorstep every few nights with a letter on my window. They weren’t love notes, in fact, I’m pretty sure the first one was him telling me that he wished he had bitten me even though I said no just so his legacy wouldn’t ride on Scott’s shoulders. Looking back it’s funny, but back then I was furious. How dare this sociopathic nut job think my best friend lacks anything. 

Peter though, was different. Maybe death really does change you? I dunno, either way, he became more involved in the pack - or, well, he got more involved whenever I was involved. He gave me the research material he’d put together as his family’s bestiary and helped to figure out how to ‘cure’ Jackson’s reptile problem. 

Then he helped to deal with the Alpha pack and saved me from being tossed off the roof of the hospital by Ennis. Ah, there was also Scott betraying us, me, for the first time. That was fun, I think - honestly I think that was the first time that I actually touched Peter? Like he was always touching me and brushing against my arm, but I think that had been the first time I had touched him. 

It wasn’t anything special, but he stopped my panic attack somehow, and that was great. He was also really firm - ah, nevermind. That’s - that, I was seventeen for crying out loud. Okay? His body was hella nice and his smirk pissed me off and aroused me even when I wanted to kill him again. That night though, it was kind of the turning point. I no longer thought of immediately killing him whenever he annoyed me. 

Then the Alpha pack was dealt with, Scott was a ‘True Alpha’, and Deucalion was sent off - which I still don’t agree with, but whatever, I fixed that shit. Deuce gets to see his baby girl grow up now and Gerard is totally burning in hell next to Kate. Hehe, can - like I feel like I’m definitely gonna be sent to hell, so can you like, assign me to them? It’s gotta be their personal hell to see me again. No..? Gosh, I can’t tell what you’re thinking or feeling with that damned mask, whatever. Continuing on with my flashbacks. Ahem!

What was next? Oh yes, the Nogitsune.”

[nutellaninja0001]

Will Daenerys burn Varys in season 8?

With the new still of Varys in season 8 some fans are speculating that the spider will be shifting his loyalties from one Dragon Queen to another certain Queen in the North. It got me thinking so I sat down and wanted to rewatch Varys journey throughout the series. If there’s one running theme in his arc it’s his service to the realm. His intentions are painted much clearer and much more honorable than it is in the books. (At least for now) and over and over again we’ve been told one thing about his character.

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It’s why he fought so hard against Littlefinger every step of the way. They were painted as foils to each other as Littlefinger is a villainous schemer who’s willing to do anything for the Throne. He wanted chaos. Varys, peace. Even if he’s willing to get his hands dirty in order to maintain what peace he could. It’s why he pushed Tyrion to stay in the game as Tyrion isn’t particularly cruel or a fool like the last 4 kings Westeros has had. It’s also why he worked to get Tyrion by Daenerys side as her advisor.

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And at this point (to us) Daenerys seems like the perfect candidate for Varys as a ruler. He serves the realm. Daenerys has gone on and on, time and time again she is a queen for the “people” she’s here to “break the wheel” and fight the “Cerseis of the world.” They seemingly want the same thing, right?

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No, they don’t. And this is some serious GoT style of irony that the thing he fought so hard to bring to the realm, is the very thing that will destroy it.

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Using the very thing he hates most in this world, magic. And Daenerys herself is a magical person. She’s dabbled in the dark arts and isn’t afraid to use magic at her disposal if it means getting what she wants. As shown when she uses her dragons for power. She’s also a prophesied figure in the cult of R’hllor to the Red Priestess. People who Varys despises and for good reason.

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“The dark arts have provided Lord Stannis with his army and paved a path to our door. For a man in service to such powers to sit on the Iron Throne, I can think of nothing worse.”

Varys-Season 2 episode 9

Daenerys isn’t Stannis and she doesn’t follow R’hllor but I do find it ironic is heavily associated with all the things Varys has been fighting against and she’s more than happy to take on the role as their Princess that was promised. *Gags* Can we really see Varys backing someone like that for very long? Daenerys sees herself as a “Savior” from her comments in season 7. “I’m not here to conquer the North. I’m here to save the North.” And we know Varys doesn’t believe in Saviors. He believes rulers who have the talent and that’s exactly where Daenerys lacks in her skills and she has no interest in learning to be better and instead lets her dragons speak for her if they don’t pan out how she’d hope.

The one thing Daenerys has going for her in Varys eyes as the potential queen is Tyrion who can lead her to be the right leader. But she’s no longer listening to him anymore save for Jon.

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After the burning of the Taryls Varys reflects on his time advising King Aerys and what it was like every time Aerys burned someone alive. How he convinced himself it wasn’t on his hands. I don’t see Varys making that same mistake again but it shows he’s aware of what Daenerys can become and how dangerous that can be. He will no longer want to see her on the Throne if she’s willing to bring destruction to the realm at any cost. Kinda like Littlefinger who has been paralleled with Daenerys more than once.

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But what if a better option emerges? When Varys arrives at Winterfell he will have seen the drastic change in Sansa since the last time he saw in season 4. She’s no longer that girl who’s innocences he’s noted in the past. She’s a woman grown into a competent ruler with the right family name, love of the people, and she has a mind for politics but does not crave power. She also sentenced the man Varys considered the most dangerous in the world for his crimes and she came out alive. Sansa is no longer a babe in the woods but a queen in her own right and Varys will pick up on this very, very quickly.

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Varys won’t stay on Daenerys side if she keeps the path she is on now and she’s already promised him what will happen if he “Ever betrays her”

If he sees Sansa as a better option and schemes to make a marriage between her and Jon once Jon is revealed as a Targaryen, it would be a match made in political heaven for Varys with two rulers who have everything he’d hoped to find in Daenerys without the added complications like dragons and a tendency to burn lords and cities alive on impulse. And with this comes Daenerys suspicions of his betrayal and her paranoia in him and everyone around her will only grow much like it did with Aerys.

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This is not a coincidence that Mel tells him he must die in Westeros same as hers the same season he is promised to be murdered by Daenerys when they arrive on Dragonstone. And a very eerie piece of death by dragon fire was already foreshadowed in season 2 when Varys brings Daenerys and her dragons up to Tyrion. The way the music plays has a sense of foreboding doom and the camera makes sure to keep flames within the frame of Varys and flickers towards them as he says this.

Varys always had the ability to maneuver his way into one powerful person’s ear to the next. But there will come a time where he’s faced in a situation and a storm he won’t be able to get out of of.

“But you carry on. Whispering in one king’s ear and then the next. I admire you.”

Littlefinger-Season 1 episode 10

“You might be disappointed in the results. Storms come and go, big fish eat the little fish and I keep on paddling.”

Varys- Season 2 episode 1

It would be one thing if Varys was a schemer like Littlefinger out for himself and solely power and we saw that Varys was a force that needed to be dealt with for the safety of the realm. He’s not. He’s been shown to have a genuine mission to protect the realm from falling apart and a rather unspoken champion of the people who has their best interest.

Daenerys has justified everything she has done so far for the people and the “greater good” ever since her quest began at the end of season 1 it was the one thing that set her apart from everyone else even though she was fighting for the same thing. She used it to justify starting a war all the way to the Field of Fire 2.0 where she burned thousands and destroyed the food supple. With the death of Varys I think it’s a real chance for the story to showcase Daenerys isn’t the queen looking to better the realm. She’s here to take back what is “hers” with Fire and Blood.

[sassycassie-s-writing]

Same Story, Different Versions (Version 2)

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): Avengers - Peter Parker/Spider-Man, @moonlight-lyrics/Wonder-Pool, & @saviorsong/Nightsong

Rating: PG-11 (for le smoochy-smoochy)

Original Idea: This post (or at least my reblog since the source link was giving me trouble on my laptop -_-)

Notes: (Masterlist)(About Me) Version 1 - I know I already mentioned that I love writing my friends into my stories, but DANG this whole situation would be AWESOME! One of these Versions may be continued on if I have too much fun… we’ll see.

^^^^^

Nightsong and Wonder-Pool glanced at each other with grins before jumping over the small railing and landing in front of Spider-Man on the floor below. “Evening, Peter,” Wonder-Pool greeted impishly. The teenage boy gulped, looking between the two of them worriedly.

“E-evening Lyric,” he stammered. “Mel.” He nodded at Nightsong.

“So, a little birdie told us that you have a crush on Brown Recluse,” Nightsong commented.

“What little birdie? Falcon? Or Hawkeye? Either way, he’s lying.”

The girls laughed. “No, no,” Lyric dismissed. “Wanda. She heard it from your thoughts.”

“We just want you to know that if you hurt her in any way, we will destroy you,” Mel added. Peter looked between the two of them in fear.

They were both shorter than him, but they radiated a sense of dangerous power that made him nervous. Especially together. He could take on the Falcon and Winter Soldier at the same time without getting scared, but these two girls were far more terrifying than both Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Especially together.

“So, sweetpea,” Mel began. “You didn’t answer our question. We heard you have a crush on Brown Recluse. True or false? Yes or no?” Lyric and Mel folded their arms, giving him a searching, amused expression. Honestly, they were kind of enjoying watching him flounder.

It was good to make him suffer a bit for his crush on their friend—who they considered to be their middle sister.

“Uh… I, uh…” Peter muttered. “Brown Recluse… uh… wow. I, uh… I guess… yeah I do.”

Lyric and Mel shared a high-five, each shot him with their laser-tag gun, and leapt back up into the shadows.

“Hey!” Peter protested. He shot a web into the darkness, hearing it attach to the ceiling before pulling himself up after the girls to pursue them. The giggles seemed to echo through the night, but even his enhanced senses couldn’t place where they were coming from. He scrunched his nose in displeasure. Nightsong’s powers were so cheating in a game of laser-tag. Though, when Tony said all powers were permitted… he shouldn’t have expected anything less.

Brown Recluse—Mattie—was probably crawling around on the ceiling where it was darkest.

Something Peter probably should have been doing himself, but was used to living as a normal kid when out of his suit and felt strange using his powers without it on—like someone was going to discover him at any moment.

Mel and Lyric hid from Peter’s pursuit and couldn’t help but grin mischievously at each other. They knew it—they knew Peter liked Mattie. Honestly, how could he not? They were the same age and had similar powers. Plus Mattie was smart—and they’d figured out quickly that Peter had a weakness for smart, powerful girls.

“So, now that we have his confession, what do we do about it?” Lyric asked Mel, who pondered the question carefully.

“Set them up on a not-so-blind date? See if Mattie likes him back and then force them to play Seven Minutes in Heaven or Spin the Bottle or something? All those options sound great to me,” the older, green-haired hero answered.

Lyric snorted. “That… sounds fantastic. Let’s do it.”

“Which one?”

“I like the Seven Minutes in Heaven one.”

Mel grinned wickedly. “Then let’s go see if Little Miss Mattie has a crush on the other spiderling.”

The two, with a synchronicity that came from years of practice together, slid into the darkness.

It didn’t take them long to find Mattie—she had a very specific M.O. when it came to laser tag games in the compound. That M.O. being taking shelter in a populated place and sniping as best she could. When it came down to her against Hawkeye, the Winter Soldier, or Black Widow, she always lost, but otherwise wasn’t actually a bad sniper.

“Evening dreamer,” Lyric greeted quietly as they joined her where she’d taken cover. The matching light blue of their laser tag vests tipping Mattie off that they weren’t enemies she needed to shoot.

“Evening,” Mattie replied quietly, not tearing her eyes off the main training area where the thickest part of the laser tag game was happening.

“We just have a quick question,” Mel commented.

“Can’t it wait till after the game?” Mattie muttered.

“No,” Mel retorted.

“Do you have a crush on Peter?” Lyric asked without preamble.

Mattie stopped mid-shot and turned to look at her two best friends. “What?!” she demanded.

“Do you—have a crush—on Peter?” Lyric repeated slowly, enunciating just to be obnoxious.

“What do you want me to tell you?” Mattie snapped.

“The truth would be helpful,” Mel supplied casually.

“Of course… not. Maybe? I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it—him—like that,” Mattie replied, thoughts disjointed.

Lyric and Mel raised their eyebrows quizzically. “Oh yeah?” Lyric challenged. “Say that to the lingering looks when he leaves the room—”

“Or the wistful sighs while staring during breakfast,” Mel added.

“I hate you both,” Mattie grumbled as a red vest across the training area lit up white with her shot. Sam’s swear echoed through the darkness.

“Language!” Steve called.

“Are you kidding?” Tony demanded.

“Mattie,” Mel hissed, drawing the Brown Recluse’s attention back to her friends. “Answer us honestly. Do you like Peter? Yes or no? Simple question and we promise we won’t laugh.” She elbowed Lyric in the ribs. The younger girl nodded in reluctant agreement, kinda wondering if she would, in fact, laugh at the truth.

“Okay. Yeah, I do. Happy?” Mattie snapped.

Her two best friends grinned. “Very!” they chorused before disappearing back into the shadows.

The game only lasted another five minutes before the lights all turned back on, making everyone blink and moan with complaint that their retinas were burning. Everyone at the facility gathered in the game room to see their scores tallied on one of the display boards.

On the blue team—the girls’ team consisting of Wanda, Natasha, Mattie, Mel, and Lyric—Natasha had completely annihilated the scoreboard. Mattie was a distant second, with Mel in third, Lyric fourth, and Wanda last. On the red team—the boys’ team consisting of Sam, Steve, Tony, Bucky, and Peter (Vision and Rhodey opting to watch and Hawkeye was out of town)—Bucky had scored the most points. Steve was behind him, then Sam, then Peter, then Tony. “Apparently your aim sucks without the targeting system in your suit,” Mel teased the billionaire.

But overall, the boys’ won by six points.

Tony clapped his hands together and rubbed them. “Right, what next?”

Lyric was standing directly behind Peter and Mattie—who were several inches apart from each other as they removed their laser tag vests—so she went on her tiptoes to be seen better and pointed at their heads. “I volunteer the spiderlings for Seven Minutes in Heaven while we decide!” she exclaimed. Peter and Mattie whirled around, realizing she was talking about them.

“What?! No!” they both protested in unison.

“Yesssss!” Mel countered, putting her hands firmly on their shoulders and pushing them towards one of the closets that they kept board games in.

“No, Melody, no,” Mattie tried, pushing against her friend. “Mel—Mel—Mel!”

“Yeah! Go on kids!” Tony encouraged teasingly.

“No, really,” Peter tried, also pushing against Mel’s grip. Both of the “spiderlings” were holding back on their strength because if they used all of it, they’d probably dislocate Melody’s shoulders; but they were trying their best to resist. “Really, we’re fine. We don’t need to—”

With a final shove, they stumbled into the dark closet. It was locked from the outside with a click!

“Enjoy!” Mel and Lyric called with laughter.

“Seven minutes, kids!” Tony added.

Peter and Mattie tried to look at each other, but couldn’t really see, even with their enhanced senses. They could only just kind of feel a vibe of where the other was standing.

“I, uh… we, we, we… we don’t have to do this,” Peter stammered, scratching the back of his head.

Mattie’s hands reached out in the direction of his voice. She found his solar plexus. From there, her hands slipped over his soft shirt until she found his shoulders. “Meh. We’re here. Might as well,” she replied.

“Are you sure?”

“Only if you are.”

Mattie felt Peter’s hands find her upper arms. “Oh I definitely am. I just didn’t want to offend you.”

Mattie snorted. “Not at all.”

Peter felt her tilt up onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his in the darkness. He kissed her back.

They weren’t entirely sure how long they stood in the darkness, Peter’s back pressed against one wall, kissing. Which evolved into making out—and at some point, Peter’s shirt disappeared and Mattie’s ended up around her neck.

“So, um—” Kiss. “—I was thinking,” Peter began. Smooch. “—that maybe I could—” Vague sucking noise. “—take you out for breakfast—” Kiss.

“Sure,” Mattie replied.

Peter smiled in the darkness before finding her mouth with his again.

The moments seemed to stretch into forever…

Until the doors were pulled open.

Mel and Lyric were standing there with cameras. Two bright flashes went off and then laughter echoed around the game room.

“Wow kids,” Tony exclaimed. “We could tell it got a little heated but we didn’t realize that clothes had been removed.” Mattie and Peter both turned bright pink before Mattie managed to pull her shirt back on. Peter had to hunt around the floor of the game closet for a moment to find his but eventually they were both fully clothed.

“Though we also heard you have a date,” Lyric teased.

“Have fun!” Mel singsonged.

Mattie glanced at Peter. “I plan to.”

[mel-tokio]

finally, an american character who accurately represents our culture

[mel-tokio]

the more i play hbr, the more i desperately need there to be a litbus crossover event where ruka and kurugaya interact, but i don't think the world is ready for that

[mel-tokio]

i'm SCREAMING