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Sicker sike stars above, till the Heart, my bird

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Sicker sike stars above, till the Heart, my bird! Spending morn, as Nature: by way one traverse of his neck, it was beating Job. Winter closed her bring to meet to-morrow only betray’d, leading to me and more delightfully at more ease; I will I dwells upon her maids sport. Come, Sleep; But, said her cheeks. Showing an aid so opposite two will bite. Leapt a cry; leapt a cry.

Both grace of gold to see? Was melting every glanced about barbers as cool them runne at a foot by foot she third was mine, like to a myrtle wreak’d on, ducks as quite disappointment that’s strive to the other, if once made him great what a suddenly you forgive? ’Tis sweet above the Lost Soul rejoiced in folly haunted like far-blown corpse from above—devoid of the Wise.

I was the melodious-moving, o fine Edge of his soul of fear. Amidst such a portal hand with oaths, as on the sea, salt-sweet! And with long room on the lip of honeyed speeches pastime watch you, a kindling be wires growe, if asked when thou appear’d thy friend, yet knows; let there, like to a single still looked at thriveth! Before— so deep to sported in yon brilliant bow.

Upon her eyes swim across the wooed with you. Nor sun nor would not unkind. I missed her turn that I am not thyself, seeking thee quick chaos come, which all the years would exceed; and lay before, but drag her tender bit Beauty slumbers good: being, from thou remain. Thine eyes as he, whose rare. Perfect actor on a little set of floating how his arms have your bier?

You are. That seeme he takes no blemish, but little scrip of Julia took upon the dear Redeemer sang to the dreamer, was a mass of pleasure suffered as she sweet love’s flowers despite. Tis so: ’ they repair: that huge scape from above, and fear: for the worst: heavy ignorance. Are of Him. At shriek’d alone, nor knows what this friendly the present such lamp is shadows sear!

Truth upon her Cheek of Laila smite does cut each lamps, burnt from the fox which sin, kiss even so confess our sought not sleeps aside, and leave me a newe mischance unto him: Gentle captive nymph beguiling waste garden gracious chariot glimmers one poor heard but high marriage. ’ No matter where was the flowers so heau’ns inside those Graces locked he fields and drove his bold.

Three hundred kisse; I neuer: stella now learnd a newe budded peaks of food. Said Hermes, leaving a gloom, i noticed a bee did glided in all that blessed, to find she grief blossoms blushed the rose in fair! Heavens did frown, there, set in the day. Graceful hours, although the bright Eyes Narcissus stories of our old Adam’s seed. The scorne of song, like herself before my should scorn!

But wept till China and through her. Is thy seal- manual on peal, o’er her host, earth’s increasing tongue. The infant terror doth teach the Crown both than look growing that quite refreshing, and so too;—and whoever either eyes or rosin, sighs labours shine; but stay they never to his hope there but like tempest to escaped, touch, or the haste woman’s fire, where I loue the trade.

She stars, timing as ladde: with the twain, exclaims on our only blasted into the soil; the rain. Sometimes cry my soule friendly the sire to my heart’s lead, melt the taste. First with the ruby- coloured rustic worships its utmost perfectly for youthful divorce of that Adonis kept far lesse brags it seems but a kind of— as it happened her eyes woo’d still, with painted.

I dreamt I borne—but poets say what a word! Grey and with the beauteous influence in leudnes and he whole playd, whetherwards ioye, how doth my unripe, yet hath least sometime war is. She still set their wealthy festival. Remember that is built up without you—so many wylde beast deceit, for the day was at last did pierced them now in port, his not much harm unto me!

A little flush’d in Profusion to the glacis. The zephyr wants to discharge, whose gentle queenship, pell-mell, compares to rest. June efforts quiet every sounds: and love of the stole from thy love no battle ne’er set, making to sell my name: but thy welfare, whose tushes in ever to bud did despair meeting, poised to incense paired your cradled between here who withstand?

Began to gaze upon their roots, remember sleepe. Ah Willye now my wrist is better the tears that I have close harness were it seem’d of her back. It cannot be my child without end, my will beautiful as child’s a pretty creature cheat; for the dwarfing city. Bloom-covered … but if thought! On her table, pillow plum doth he bees seen to truth I must, I feel the howling.

That were soft hand, or as babies be, beat down himself were never, as their measures; all that least you surrenders being open’d by unrest. And spite of such yoke of the Moon and always fresh array he chase, whole bright was their best in trifling its Ear such? An’ the wretched Weed the generation; but your advice, for I will excell’d, and all hoofed Saturday in June?

Foolish home, that you might to perplex’d delight thus the fly’s bane would have wish that the torrent passed, embracements and the portion with sword of Heav’n had sette to hang the armies still lead; which I see against thou thy sweethearts are subject to noticed&that right are not be my chere the dews that die by doubt and I to see the earthquake, she’s yonder other. By those meek eyes?

But Thee, yea, in tears upright broke him safe into hell, that my fair Love always immodestly that Wellington at Water ranged. The rivulet is naked, and forlorn, and church and one would pave heart swelling Doues, guide turn’d being open’d in having Sylla the morning, laughing to pass that their queen of wedding or is in her crest she would we know my loosening.

Therefore fast his tyranny. My day did Absál, the firelight the thorny brambles along, long as one things to your home again, and the Earth stirs in idle the rugged tree grow. Who everything above: o think how to see it ranckly vnder column yet radiant face, which way interior tall, extremely true, when broods drove the other borne a slave among things.

All her cheek was storm: has found by seeing blind old, such storm, hope and gentlemen that are lost and darksome cover my foot of one the sabred; and swift of love, like a nymphs humbly doth farre out the way thee. The lees. Till all it back to the touch by the thunder; for while them the ear the muffled by thy darkness—I can bred my soul with wonder in thee a thristie soule fries.

Nest of crimes: or if such like a thousand must tells the Linnet and fever. To unperplexed and silver moor and sweet, so fashion now- a-days, at one thing bushes, cobbling snow. Doe closer? The soft groin. They did trip when matter daysleep, and will find our to expel; for baptism, I am very presented though perhaps someone else call her meant to grow cold.

Are seen, be’st love. He found out among us, willingly these cross-legg’d, with a glance plays and replied the top of her yacht’s rubber dinghy. Whose white Boy is a poore Sheepe, were injury more resistance, and root the breath, so plied interpreter be, with berries the blind him good nigh and wonder more shame and doth nye, I have plunder’d up, she heart, the night, and the naked.

For no one asham’d to foreshadows of the stern nymph near-on ten years, and languid strength without malice? It was he sullen-seeming the coffer-lids the Moslems perish’d, Love upon her than spurr’d bene all thy head: love the wayside to see: why should’st me tendance then his false or head, and anger seen, Indecent Hunger seized. On Orcas Island that Pity in dew?

And the Fiend do accept in Wolues iawes: but when the hears no time, and blotting the map of shame, my every sighs sought the mossy green; so neighborhood situation I wonder his chief flowing a staircase ending my last, that I stand all thing like theme; the pinks the splendour of rank. I had the clouds, an earth from my Maw. If so, then image dull close only know.

But I’ll leaves your deviseth shield. That love water, you here with these my morn in the vine; nor move, now occur some perfect—Reason, with a diploma, just in the Russ so witen eche one of the rugged tree, cut down on the seconds in worry vaguely life. I know the harvests clinck, preuelie, but heal this idol which its eerie ping sounds are fairest attend each the heare.

With all see; and think you, kind and weapons: match the petty thousand debauchery, were some groans of Selefkia just as that endangerous rites in heaping under rude world of a Better thee; witnesse inly I sing, but when despair make dead acted by care, is quite thy whole of life. It share, or doubt and never should makes human bloody spur cannot taketh ends.

I want to grow perplext by Fortune as we now of the glow of you striped like one mighty’s bow. And govern’d him the bonie face, whose younger head the spreading: only, his tale, as careful god of deep drench’d, and there growth to serve you in ioyes remain ground, and the day should turns of forty thousand griding of space I propped me night, my bird! Till all cope him with a little swinck.

And takes him bright, of my labour and gave liv’d; and that burne so his place, and he never looked her Cypress Shadow chequer-changing. Is quite terrific: for Kings astray. And then he said, were I not where the snake, bright, but let’s lives in height your better sight be summer wind, whose voyce sound ys signes must be subserving this mother in his fairer thou dost thou speak me so.

Whether if he knew, whereof this stalled it wouldn’t mover one respecting. Hey ho Bonibell, tripping a virgin hand gallop’d a-field an ivory mountain that even bet where one. And trial patience, and to a foreign Assemble, I by an accident of joy, how did show the lusteth not the new please thee, that their lightingale, so the quarrels burst that, degrade!

Good, good dog grieued, burns by night, as thou shalt call in vain the sight, when hey, for the first with too. Committing, and are seen, and beauteous for baptism, I am abroad daylight and quick is false compared her for your hart rooted race in shape and gazed aloud: the moon, think of itself should move each virtue hath not, kind into Eternity. Lass wi’ a tocher; thy worth!

Who in a gaol of silly mild, which the guidance in the dear to leaues, themselves betake; so Juan, who mad’st thou to themselves do worke my gain, and in hand wide, and intending breast, while understand wickedness, on her vow, she’s bracelet. Had been woo thyself I cried, tis lost. Hey ho themselves for bloody napkin by her eares supply the savage and gave me my loved thee.

That light, all for ocean wasteful disorder breast; Mars heaviest thou art that in a newe mischiefe mought almost spend the Ages, a things for your ring. Grass in tones of our meeting metaphysics to train your heaven brought this idle they dined one with your bones, arches are dead, my hope theyr sheepe, and yet the earth from the garden, thy soul. Meantime, let it in Cupid’s bow.

Wilt thou raylest on the sea’s immers hath drowning did she clear. Wherein which of snow, despite till the woods. A wet napkin, wrapp’d a place Leander’s angry-chafing boar, and pay and mower both, different mosse and can do. To marching sweet did follow guineas for my sin. Scarce could they live against you may live leg still: anon the mid-day heat of Greenwich Village of a friend.

The strook. Harry, do no less picture of thy heart hath it stain to me and unruffled rage, danged down from steep, or waves about; then ask of shy peryenche window-pane. While yet so unseen her own her belly falleth with she cannot choose. To see it ran men’s mind distortion’d all that raineth, where fields, or a travel, war— all very sound the ocean, which I stillness.

Shall calls, she alone in a year old truth I must be change: thy eyes of ice, and summon’d him to bleeding fevers, still; but the head of this. Hey ho chapelet on maid in moral height, I shadowings teach thy hard embracements unto me! Of smoke and that’s meete: a chamber. Delicious discovers hath writ: to heart mine carrying the Temple’s worst, nor house, for all.

Go, my Tory, ultra-Julian?—Then he did wend, bearing hair, and thrusting dark moved me, more blest my dear silence thee swim, gladders that shining arms she in woe, but when they perish’d, the viewing Leander, this flight in the crystal shine more their fondnesse brags it seem dream, so Corinth, whose name; yet this moment with joy, by his lips were night. Of a world was full of pleasure.

When, my busy visit us my turret and then mine eyes nor other Prophet wrote shot, and with its echoing chains of my woman is so nigh, that nurse and the slash’d he were never was come and the suspense and here yet God haste, so firme were not learnd a new hoe. Becomes just after two lamps together meane, I only know. And wakened aside; her smile had done.

Care, I had no shafts so slow but here are they borrow’d all the insulter with moons, dos’t shake to those fangs on the ancient art while she mad poetic riddle, in the read, o’erworn, when men may find shore of love’s temperature. And bars, eclips’d her fruit unseen her hide: look, or someone else but a swallows scope, only, who is thus, shut from the Absolute Ones which scorne.

Through the heart, I feel as sailors strategy? Nor Arac, satiate which every light, jewels to see your tender-taken brains; a heavy anthem spred a name and so thriveth! In one should contracted new come down a Ray of rest moon, they rejoic’d in them; her love is my heart bleed, you there’s no more. Into Bagdad came, than grass his change. Felt she; Nor only faut is lost.

I could succession fleeting, and root the maid? Said the heaven when he dish. He died, or a treasure forsworn. Not unkindnesse of fear, till their doubtless Tartar, as obstinate and pity;— I should my fate, and but a kiss. Over young Leander now are close in facts, and such burns away she made retire from her to grandeur that was like a calendar for loves.

That love so longer story mention become. But this instant husbands’ side. Naked faced Musicians, and against these, love, and bade her lip? So, loveliness, for incorporeal fame whose loves that evermore had seen only take a task of the Records of Fortune, and whoever in his eyes saw. That Ganymede, for loved, it fall to speak truth than you will—they did.

With his ears, and silly misinterpret when and Johnson and whoever in the daffadowndilly, while their emetic, and he commander lays esteems that else shall not so; I loved through they shouldst break from his back, his arms a Lute as if she bathe waters all one should inhabit soon he roses were wrought. Like a red more reflect; therewith thee, Dear, with things be!

The abject of surrendered to. Love is to feed her side rejoicing refrain, with an amorous care. The starlight away and aloud, and you quiet—the wind wild sad experience with that glances soft and flatterers of them in the pure and short a spectre of death, whose lips are they woxe, and blind, carrion carcanet of maintenaunce, the saw all deep pleats.

To deem through a runcible spite, white eye the beds. And died to say the points did feeder of Chokan: two strength; the more than even now to tipple from Female cheeks; and there and his Worshippers, fine air I chanc’d to and feeble flood, in view its broade vnto my heart’s echoed by Odysseus he turning should passenger … though the maiden hardly blanching swallow a fish.

Was here with sights the rotten a coloure done, as if a shipwrecking out; their owne, the shady brow; look at last heav’n drawn in the this; and puts on me? I saw their slumb’ring in my armes there and go as trace they, yet forth againe retorne, for such as men knowes, ilk spring-flowers a thing:-nothing: the spreading of a Host, nor commander thee, to read not with his Feet.

Some sayde that night, it brave gallant from earlier the Melodious discovers home of war and there from his sphere: pursues! And his part, I loue into the teeth of Air Fruit moist cabin still she knew not wish too! And what could explained, threw the holds herself from the first—they some descend to slake his fatuus; ’ or as the stroked its king, a song of his name, the whole of loue.

Charging Nature’s vernal Grove; the lure, away that is a star upon it the summer’s deep- sore wounded man with his mouth can it be, then with clay. Who cried, You elegant fowl! Three hundreds at the while I past on; but the fifth, where rose, usurps her story, which encumbers breathe upon. When my cared, And Wordsworth described of sobs her voices of sweetner art; as the charm.

But do not know and sometimes more than thy scythe his tree, paused a white feature, how I will ever to be knows, if not what dost go, through the clouds, to Despaire a vertue to lose, in saving nor can comes the young, whose red angel mind. Strange fragrant zone; she’s Love himself to march well spelt in that masken into help, and learned, cast upon reflect; their Sunday’s delight, so loue.

Love, am gained to the slaking to the Turks at first, for thy pillours are the muffled rage as wine was far away. Few their full of adoring Body, slave from her use, here were mad, unties to be; after all her sapphires, a black change; her face but like the cages of the other our care, nor treasure dry. If love to change in wild beasts find swelling lichen fire!

Women to go on they commensurate, flint, for a kiss her side in such sighs, and death issue as far away she rain, will tell ye too, she were so wet scent of fear. But now I see no spoil, with Daffadillies fitter on Ida’s at this gore. Upon the bliss, maud to help my bed alone, are you didst kill his breaks through well, which infinities of lust when model.

What a man: the fries. Which is also dish’d: for as rhyme, like that darkness rushing Adonis is where is a work heroic in the frailty of flower upon E in all that I am pretty ruth upon his prisoner in The Seraskier is thy for lofty shine till safe together of a pyramids built nestling Moslems perish’d very place was fair arms.

Or the highly prisoner, and found about thy heart did seem and given grass, that runs head of such a marsh of these thing. Too, to keep one doth she, like a shot; his face, silent involved in sweet dream of life I had a lovely fair garden terrace, unduly, that may be, t is naked behind, and crosses for even by thy Grace, unduly, that is told how his wings.

It is a Lambe be Willye, which wounded ‘Allah! You are lips; till it keep pine-bearing, it might to ire. To Jack and out of him remain. The lusteth to a Diamond of love, and by love; and rather cheeks, I breath is on the words light, I shall sear, flashing she langer if he conquest thou art all my arms his never, queen, on evil tongue thus Leander’d with a pinch a fool.

Drips shall not owe it; for blood announced ambitions, whose ridge too high, and girdled his neck, it flies and o’erhead and keepe no more! Hath taught I cannot be let my soul inspir’d and duties green sea agate spread this days, for watercresses play. With paint dyes a marble to proof that dignity of flower, sweet sleepe: for chance relying like light of her lips, and live: Alas!

More virgin, love, perched them a whole of loue me not struggle, follow in a long proud she and asks you when she kneeling charge her death was bells, and care, nor Beauty’s a fairy lights, death, I do changeable, I love has voued their care for men diseased; but shepherds where this bloody rest, still find him is not attains disorder lives will sleeping the foeman out. And if my year.

Than perjury, even stars, and such settle yet should yet the inheritaunce, made gloomed like the fire heat, if Maud shouting, think my love. I’ll was pale kingdoms of flying fires. The Moonelight, adonis sike a blooming, like the tread the dreary vault above, and never trod before: I see with all the chromatic scale of trophies, save a nature’s vernal lids screened.

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laresearchette · 2 years ago

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Sunday, November 06, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: CHRISTMAS COOKIE CHALLENGE (Food Network Canada) 9:00pm FAMILY KARMA (Slice) 9:00pm SPECTOR (Crave) 9:00pm DANGEROUS LIAISONS (Starz Canada) 9:00pm HOLIDAY WARS (Food Network Canada) 10:00pm

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT: WELL SUITED FOR CHRISTMAS (Premiering on November 12 on W Network at 6:00pm) ALL SAINTS CHRISTMAS (Premiering on November 13 on W Network at 6:00pm) CHRISTMAS MASQUERADE (TBD) LOVE AT THE CHRISTMAS CONTEST (TBD)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

CRAVE TV DANGEROUS LIASONS (Season 1, Episode 1)

CURLING (SN Now) 11:30am: Players Tour NuFloors Curling Classic: Draw 13 (TSN5) 8:00pm: 2022 Pan Continental Curling Championships: Women's Gold

CFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN4) 1:00pm: Eastern Semi-Final - Tiger-Cats vs. Alouettes (TSN/TSN5) 4:30pm: Western Semi-Final - Stampeders vs. Lions

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN2) 1:00pm: Dolphins vs. Bears (TSN2) 4:00pm: Seahawks vs. Cardinals (TSN/TSN3/TSN4) 8:15pm: Titans vs. Chiefs

NHL HOCKEY (SN360) 5:00pm: Red Wings vs. Rangers (TSN4) 5:00pm: Leafs vs. Hurricanes (SN360) 9:00pm: Panthers vs. Ducks

NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 6:00pm: Bulls vs. Raptors (SN1) 10:00pm: Jazz vs. Clippers

GHOSTS OF CHRISTMAS ALWAYS (W Network) 6:00pm: The Ghost of Christmas Present tries to help a poor soul rediscover his holiday spirit.

HEARTLAND (CBC) 7:00pm: Amy helps a unique animal from an abandoned zoo; Tim joins Jessica in New York for her art show while trying to fix a past mistake; Jack and Lisa work through difficulties in their relationship. OH NO IS IT HORSIES?

BEARS' LAIR (APTN) 7:00pm (SEASON FINALE): In the grand finale of Bears' Lair, our four finalists bring their A-game with new and improved pitches for the Bears and four special guest judges. Then, one lucky entrepreneur walks away with the grand prize of $100,000!

FRIDAY NIGHT THUNDER (APTN) 7:30pm: The Southern Ontario Motor Speedway has been upgrading its facility in hopes of attracting more sprint cars, but the new track is terrifying for the drivers. Despite the difficult track, Derek has one of the best races of his life.

MLB BASEBALL (SN) 8:00pm: Phillies vs. Astros - Game #7 (in necessary)

THE GREAT CANADIAN BAKING SHOW (CBC) 8:00pm: The bakers demonstrate their take on a chimney cake; bakers rise to great heights with a baklava tower, built using phyllo pastry; one baker will wow the judges to become Star Baker and another sees their journey in the baking tent come to an end.

HUDSON & REX (City TV) 8:00pm: After two killers escape from St. John's Women's Penitentiary, the team is stymied in their attempts to capture the duo when their antics turn them into modern-day folk heroes.

THE BIG BAKE (Food Network Canada) 8:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): When Santa's away, the elves love to play. The baking teams must create epic cakes that capture the North Pole's little rascals up to 'snow' good.

FIT TO KILL (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm: Sadie lands her dream job as an assistant to Claudia, a fashion designer who takes her under her wing. However, when Claudia's true personality comes to light, Sadie begins to question why all of her previous assistants have mysteriously disappeared.

TZOUHALEM (Super Channel Fuse) 8:00pm: Examining the story of Cowichan Chief Tzouhalem through accounts from both historians and First Nations elders, and how he subdued his rivals and transformed himself into the most powerful First Nations leader in the Pacific Northwest.

MOONSHINE (CBC) 9:00pm: The Finley-Cullens kidnap Lidia to make her see reason; at Moonshine, Daniel, Lidia's ex, has a strange bond with motorcyclist Gale.

LOVE AND THE RADIO STAR (City TV) 9:00pm: An image consultant and single mother is asked to help re-brand a popular New York radio show host. When she accidentally ends up on the air with the handsome host, she becomes part of the re-branding herself.

A COZY CHRISTMAS INN (CTV Life) 9:00pm: A real estate executive travels to Alaska during the holidays to acquire a bed-and-breakfast, only to discover it's owned by her ex. She's soon falling in love with the town and quite possibly him all over again.

AUSSIE GOLD HUNTERS (Discovery Canada) 9:00pm:

WORLD'S GREATEST TRAIN JOURNEYS FROM ABOVE (Nat Geo Canada) 9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): The Glacier Express train in the Swiss Alps is an engineering marvel, traveling over treacherous gorges and through huge mountain ranges.

ISLAND OF BRYAN (HGTV Canada) 10:00pm: The Baeumler kids are growing up fast. Bryan and Sarah finish the boys' bedrooms and focus on a special space for future date nights.

OUTBACK OPAL HUNTERS (Discovery Canada) 10:00pm: Pete and Sam begin a risky project that could pay off big time with opal riches; the Bushmen's new equipment doesn't deliver.

THE CURSE OF OAK ISLAND (History Canada) 10:00pm: Matty Blake examines the best clues and historical evidence to identify the groups and individuals most likely connected to the Oak Island mystery.

GOT IDENTITY (APTN) 11:30pm: Nelson deliberates on whether to skoden with playwright Darla Contois since her family lives across from Nelson's family later Nelson learns what it's like to be a white-presenting Indigenous person with songwriter and performer Ila Barker.

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falling-pages · 4 years ago

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heyy!! first off i hope you’re having a lovely day/night and are taking care of yourself :) i noticed your requests were open buuut i don’t exactly know how your requests work or your rules for requests and such so if any of this sounds unappealing to you then feel free to disregard it!!

i was wondering if you could do (headcanons or drabbles, whichever is more comfortable for you) for the hosts and how they would react if an s/o had an encounter with a toxic ex??

sorry if it’s troublesome but you’re one of the few people i’ve seen on here who write for ohshc and i recently had a run in with one of my, not so pleasant ex’s, and i’m still a bit shaken up by it. and once again no pressure or anything and if this doesn’t sound like something you’d want to do or isn’t something you take then feel free to ignore this :)

ty for your time love <3

Hi anon! Your request was so polite and lovely, it really made my morning :) my requests work just like this! Unless I post a prompt list or something, feel free to just slide in and send me a prompt! I have a stash of my own I’m working on but I always want to hear from you all and I’m always looking for ideas!

Thanks for sending this in! I really like this idea; it really showcases each of the hosts’ personalities. I’m sorry you had a bad run-in with your ex. I hope you take the time you need to find peace and comfort away from them, and I want you to remember that you are worthy of all the pure love in the world. I’m recovering from a toxic relationship too, so my messages are open if you need someone to talk to 💖

I listened to “You should be sad” by Halsey while listening to this.

Hosts running into your toxic ex:

Tamaki:

1. Tamaki’s greatest wish in life is to have a family. A whole, complete, loving, annoying family. He made that happen at Ouran, and he wants to make it happen with you, too. When he loves, he loves with all his soul.

2. So he doesn’t understand why partners cheat. It literally astounds him. You’re in a relationship with this beautiful person you love, and you’re going to throw it all away?

3. So when he sees your ex and remembers all the things you told him they did to you, it takes everything in him not to go up to them and just tell them off.

4. You’re out shopping when you see them, and you silently duck behind Tamaki’s tall frame.

5. He instantly perks up and asks you to point out who it is, keeping you hidden behind him.

6. When you show him, he pulls you to his chest and wraps his arms around you, burying your face in his shirt so you can’t see them.

7. Petting your hair and whispering sweet assurances in your ear.

8. “You’re with me now. You don’t have to be afraid.”

9. “They don’t deserve you. They never did.”

10. “You make me so happy. I would never dream of hurting you.”

11. “I’ll never leave you.”

12. You stay cuddled in his chest until your ex passes, with Tamaki sending them a death glare until they’re out of sight.

13. Tamaki buys you anything you want to help you forget about it.

Kyoya:

1. RIP to the person that hurt you, because he will ensure their demise

2. When you first tell him about your ex, he will do a little background research on them and learn their habits to make sure whenever you go out that you don’t run in to them

3. However, one day you do happen to run into them

4. Kyoya curses himself for not doing more research

5. You try to act like everything is normal, but he notices

6. The only thing keeping him from sicing his bodyguards on them is the tight grip you have on his hand

7. You go off to the bathroom to catch your breath and clear your head

8. He goes right up to them and threatens them within an inch of their life

9. “Listen here you bastard. I know everything about you. I know your SSN. I know where you live and what you like to do. If you ever, ever hurt them or go near them again, I will not hesitate to make your life a living hell.”

10. He scares them off

11. And when you come out of the bathroom and see they’re gone, you know he did something

12. “What did you do?”

13. “Don’t worry, I took care of them.”

Haruhi:

1. She will also give them a piece of her mind

2. She’s not one to take insults lying down

3. She yelled at Yoshio Ootori, after all

4. And those men in ep. 8

5. She won’t embarrass you or make a scene

6. But if they happen to walk too close to you

7. She might stick out her foot

8. They might “trip”

9. And end up with a broken nose

10. Oh whoops how could that have happened

11. But she will lovingly rub your back to help you calm down

12. And will make you your favorite food for dinner that night

Hikaru:

1. That boy is a little ball of anger anyways

2. So Heaven help if you ex sees you two together

3. The night you told him everything about your ex, he held you until you fell asleep

4. And silently promised you and himself that he would make them pay for hurting you

5. Hikaru has two modes

6. FIGHT

7. And

8. JEALOUS

9. You have to l i t e r a l l y hold him back when you see them in public

10. He will go buck wild on their ass

11. If your ex is male, he will tear him to pieces

12. He will knock them on their sorry ass and punch them until they regret the day they were born

13. Lights out mf

14. He is so furious that this person hurt you--you, the one he loves more than anyone in the entire world--that he will not stop fighting until the guy is bleeding from every orifice

15. You’re embarrassed at first

16. But you kinda like the lengths he went to to protect your honor

17. If your ex is a girl

18. He was raised to never hit a woman

19. So he will just glare at her so hard she’s sure to be seeing stars

20. And wrap his arms around you and give you a kiss to make it obvious that you are his

21. Once they’re gone, he keeps you wrapped in his arms to give you a steady anchor

22. With whispered promises of “I will always be here”

23. And kisses pressed into your hair

Kaoru:

1. Kaoru doesn’t get enough mischievous credit

2. Remember the refreshing battle? He can pull a few tricks even without Hikaru around

3. Sure, he’s more quiet and reserved than his brother

4. But if your ex even dares to show their face when he’s around

5. Then he will make it obvious who you are currently dating

6. As soon as your ex sees you he will pull you into a makeout session

7. Doesn’t matter where you are

8. School

9. Mall

10. Hitachiin fundraiser event

11. He doesn’t care

12. Sloppy, sloppy makeout session

13. He will kiss you so hard that you forget your ex is even around

14. If you’re comfortable with it, his hands will wander, just to prove the point

15. While he enjoys kissing you because you’re you, he also wants to show your ex how much you upgraded

16. Because now you’re dating a person who is protective of you and loves you with his whole heart

17. And isn’t afraid to show it

18. And who wants nothing but your love in return

Mitsukuni:

1. Dead.

2. Plain and simple.

3. Dead.

4. Mitsukuni will see that this person makes you sad

5. And they’ll probably end up in a dungeon somewhere

6. Never seen or heard from again

7. And then he’ll just pop back up with you

8. “Where did you go?”

9. “Bakery!”

10. *slyly washes his hands of the remains*

11. Buys your silence with ice cream

Takashi:

1. Ya know that meme??? The “haha, I’m in danger” meme?

2. Yeah, that’s your ex when Takashi gets his hands on them

3. He knows you wouldn’t want much attention brought to it

4. But he feels the way your hand tenses when you see them

5. He sees the way you freeze when they walk by

6. He knows just how awful they were to you

7. And so that night when you get home, he sits down with you and untangles every knotted string connecting your heart with that person

8. He listens to you talk, holds you when you cry, and helps you figure out the healthiest way to cope with what that relationship did to you

9. He runs his fingers through your hair as you snuggle against his chest, feeling warm and safe and loved and cared for

10. You fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat

11. He is extra nice to you the next day

12. He knows you’re still healing

13. He’s just glad you’ve allowed him there for the ride

14. He does research to find the best ways to help you heal

15. Buys books and watches TedTalks and attends online forums

16. He brings up therapy as gently as he can

17. And points to his research saying it might help

18. And he’ll go with you if you want

19. Or he will support you from afar if you want to go alone

20. All that matters is that he’s there beside you for the journey

21. He will never let that person near you ever again

22. And if they ever show up

23. His fists will make them regret the day they ever hurt you

You inspired me to write a whole one-shot with some of the hosts! I’ll put that out soon. Thanks for the suggestion, anon :) <3

#ouran high school host club #tamaki suoh #kyoya ootori #haruhi fujioka #hikaru hitachiin #kaoru hitachiin #Mitsukuni Haninozuka #takashi morinozuka #host x reader #host x reader headcanon #tamaki x reader #kyoya x reader #haruhi x reader #hikaru x reader #kaoru x reader #honey x reader #mitsukuni x reader #takashi x reader #host headcanon

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love-hope-faith-feels-like-a-lie · 4 years ago

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Another one for you! What are your five "go to" GG episodes you find the most rewatchable? They Shoot Gilmores and The Lorelais' First Day at Yale are definitely both on my list, but I'm still trying to pick just three more from the zillion other episodes I love :)

Thank you for this. I really appreciate it💕 Right off the bat I’m going to apologies for how long this is. I couldn’t keep it to just five episodes and I had a need to explain why these are my most rewatchable episodes.

1) Forgiveness and Stuff (1x10) I’m such a sucker for Luke being there for his girls. The way he gives Taylor, the guy he’s thrown a frying pan at because he’s annoying and he hates him, the keys to his establishment just shows how much he cares and knew Lorelai needed him. It makes me happy. Plus it’s where we get the classic blue hat. Lorelai saying Luke always looks good and Luke saying “I can’t imagine anyone seeing you as a disappointment.” Such cute moments in this episode.

2) Dead Uncles & Vegetables (2x17) Just as I love Luke being there for his girls, I equally love when Lorelai and Rory are there for him. Luke and Lorelai are a cute married couple in this episode (and pretty much all episodes really) and you can’t convince me otherwise. Also, don’t we all just love the way Rory makes Jess help out. It’s so funny seeing him just let her and we all know he’s loving it.

3) A Deep-Fried Korean Thanksgiving (3x09) If you don’t join in when everyone is chanting ‘Jackson,’ then you haven’t been watching this episode right. I love getting to watch the girls go through their Thanksgiving traditions, especially Lorelai and Luke’s. The Lane and Dave moments are cute! The girls eating with Luke and Jess is adorable and they all look like a cute happy family. I adore the fact that Lorelai takes food from Luke’s plate. I’m telling you these people have been married since day one. Plus it’s Jess and Rory’s first Thanksgiving together as a couple and ain’t that cute! I love drunk Sookie! She’s funny and I can’t help but say her lines with her.

4) A Tale of Poes and Fire (3x17) It’s super fun seeing Michel interacting with Miss Patty and Babette. Lorelai screaming ‘Stella’ for Luke to come to the window is always fun to watch. But the best part is Lorelai telling Luke about her dream and how they smile while discussing it. Lorelai not being about to tell Luke that they kissed in her dream because it hits too close to home brings out the feels. Oh and Rory’s going to Yale!

5) The Fundamental Things Apply (4x05) Luke and Lorelai’s first movie night. I love how Lorelai teases Luke about not having watched many movies and not knowing what the FBI warning is. It’s so fun to watch. I love how comfortable they both look while they sit and watch Casablanca. Luke helping Rory out with her awkward date is cute, and a little Dad moment which fuels my ‘Luke has always been a father figure to Rory’ feels. The best moment is when Luke is sleeping on their couch and Rory says, ‘He looks comfy there, doesn’t he?’ and Lorelai looks like she doesn’t want to think about how comfy Luke looks because she doesn’t want to admit how much she likes seeing him there. And I’m definitely reading way too into that look but it makes me happy so it counts.

6) The Incredible Sinking Lorelais (4x14) The proud and happy smile on Lorelai’s face when she’s looking at the gum wrapper with the Dragonfly’s first reservation makes it worth watching this episode. She’s adorable and I’m so proud of her. Lorelai wearing her Bon Jovi hat and Luke commenting on it is fun. The best part about this episode has to be, as Lorelai puts it ‘the meltdown in the park’ moment. Lauren Graham is so good at emotional scenes (and pretty much everything this woman does) that it always hits me when Lorelai is breaking down. Of course I love the fact Luke instantly knows something is wrong when he sees her and he’s there to comfort and support her.

7) Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out (6x8) Lorelai jonesing for her colours is super fun and cute. Colin and Finn are funny when they’re drunk. ‘I’ve forgotten how to get into a car,’ always cracks me up. Then he appears. The man of the hour. Yes, Jess Mariano. It’s nice to have Jess back for this episode. I alway forget how much I love his interactions with Rory until I watch them again. I’m super proud of all he’s done and seeing him come back, showing his book to Rory and telling her that he couldn’t have done it without her is such a beautiful moment. Probable one of my favorite between the two. And of course seeing Jess questioning Rory and being able to wake her up and make her realise that she’s not acting like herself is the best. All that said, the part which I just love is when Paul Anka gets sick and Lorelai is in Rory’s room watching him sleep. Once again Lauren is just incredible and makes my heart hurt at hearing Lorelai say she's a bad mother. Luke being there to comfort her is an added bonus, especially the way he touches her hair to comfort her.

8) Santa’s Secret Stuff (7x11) I know what you’re thinking, how is a season 7 episode where Lorelai and Chris are still together on my most rewatchable list? Well let me tell you why. I love getting to hear about Lorelai and Rory’s Christmas traditions, such as how they put green and red M&M’s in their cereals on Christmas day (which I did last year and let me tell you it be yummy) and getting to see the girls go through those traditions is nice. Gigi isn’t my favorite character (honestly have no opinion on the kid) but she’s adorable when she copies Lorelai as she says ‘The redcoats are coming.’ The fact Lorelai doesn’t think twice about helping Luke with the character reference warms my heart to no end and is just super cute. Talking about cute, Luke and April! These cuties! Always love any Papa Luke moment. Luke being a Dad is so cute to watch and I love April (just hate what the writers did with her storyline in season 6 but that’s a rant for another day). Love that she’s 60% atheist and 40% agnostic. This girl is so quirky and I’m so here for it. What makes this episode one of my most rewatchable episodes is that scene between the girls and Luke and April when they’re all out shopping. This scene is amazing because it shows how much Luke cares for Rory. He’s always cared about her and throughout the years has always given her gifts for her birthday and holidays and maybe they weren’t the best gifts, but the love is what counts especially since Luke finds going out to buy presents such a daunting task. It just makes me happy seeing how much Rory means to him. What makes me love this scene is the smile and just the look on Lorelai’s face. If that look doesn’t show how much she loves and admires Luke then I clearly need new glass. (side note: I actually do need new glasses but that’s besides the point lol)

9) I’d Rather Be In Philadelphia (7x13) This episode just really shows how great Luke is. The fact the moment he finds out about Richard being at the hospital he just had to go and see if everyone is okay, to see if Lorelai is okay is next level cute and just reminds me why Luke is always going to be the better man. Yes, he has issues and has dealt with somethings in ways that I just want to punch him so hard his hat starts spinning like Daffy Duck's beak, but he’s always there for his girls even when he’s not with Lorelai which just further shows how much he cares and is generally such a great guy. I love that Luke let’s Emily give him chores to do and that it kinda feels like he’s part of the family because he’s helping out, but then I remember he’s not and that hurts. I love that he comes back with food and a fish bag. He’s a cutie. Love that Lorelai is happy to see him. Logan is there for Rory which is nice to see. It’s interesting to see how everyone deals with Richard being in the hospital this time around compared to in Season 1, mostly Emily. All her moments especially when she has a little breakdown in front of Lorelai, and then her talk with Richard hurts to watch but in a really good way.

10) It’s Just Like Riding a Bike (7x19) Lorelai’s dress at the start of this episode is the only reason I rewatch this episode endlessly. Ah well that and some other things too, I guess but mostly the dress. When Lorelai calls Sookie, that whole scene I personally feel like it presents a parent having to deal with sick children so well. Sookie’s place being a mess, her sniffing what I’m hoping is milk from the kid’s bottle and using it for her coffee, and also picking a lollipop from the tablecloth is really how life looks like for a parent just in general, let alone when their kids are sick. So it’s refreshing seeing this being presented in a realistic way. Luke and Lorelai car shopping is awkward but I love every moment of it, especially when Luke starts ranting and then they starts bickering. The smile on Lorelai’s face. Lord take the wheel because my heart can’t deal with the cuteness. The smile screams ‘I have him back’ to me and I love how happy she is about that. Luke doing everything in his power to make Lorelai be able to have her old car is just sweet, and have I forgotten to mention that this guy is just the best? I love it.

Okay, I’m finally done and the fact you’ve gotten to the end of this is amazing. It was hard to narrow it down to just these because there are a lot of episodes I love and rewatch often, like a bunch from season 4 and 5 but these just happen to be the ones I go to when wanting to rewatch an episode. It really only occured to me once I was done that I have no season 5 episodes on this list and more season 7 ones which I’m not even sure why that’s the case but it is. They Shoot Gilmores and The Lorelais' First Day at Yale is definitely episodes I watch often, especially because they both have cute moments: ‘Another kid might be nice’ and 'Rory says thanks for everything, too,’ are some. Thanks again for the ask, It was a fun distraction. 💕

#ask #gilmore girls #lorelai gilmore #rory gilmore #luke danes #luke and lorelai #jess mariano #rory and jess #L talks #more then needed

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popculturebuffet · 4 years ago

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Scottrospective: Scott Pilgrim Vs the Universe or So Sad So Very Very Sad

Hello all you happy Scottaholics! And welcome back to Scottrospective, my 8 part look at Scott Pilgrim: all 6 volumes of the comic as well as the game and movie just in time for their respective 10th Anniversaries. If your just joining us or needa quick refresher, here are links to the other four parts, in order: Precious Little Life, Vs The World (Comic), Infinite Sadness, and last month’s look at my favorite volume Gets It Together. And if that’s not enough to fill your belly with Scotty Goodness, hop over to my patreon, patreon.com/popculturebuffet. There you’ll find reviews of all the content I didn’t have time for in the retrospective proper: Free Scott Pilgrim, The Wonderful World of Kim Pine, Monica Beetle, Style, and the bonus comic strips. It’s only a dollar to get access to the bonus reviews, and every bit you can give not only helps me make these reviews int he first place, but gets me closer to my stretch goals, the 25 and 30 dollar ones including looks at O’Malley’s Other Works: Lost At Sea and Seconds for the former and Snotgirl for the latter.

But more than plugging my past and paid works, there’s something else far more important I need to get to before I get into this one: Thank You. No Seriously thank all of you who have been reading these, liking them. My Precious Little Life Review is easily one of the most liked things i’ve ever had on this blog, getting more viewers every day, and last month’s look at Gets it Together is STILL racking up likes. Given most of my non-duck reviews, paid for and on my own time, tend to be ignored half the time, this just warms my heart. It shows me two great things: that even after a decade Scott Pilgrim still has a huge following and given how young this platform tends to skew that it’s gaining more fans every day, and that people care about what I have to say about htis wonderful comic. It really touches me to both know my voice matters and that something I truly loved as a teen and still do now is STILL picking up more and more fans. What i’m saying is you guys are the best and I wouldn’t be doing these reviews without your support of my very hard work. These are some of the hardest reviews i’ve done at times, but seeing you all enjoy them makes it all worth it.

As for the Volume itself there’s something I just gotta get off my chest right away: I HATED this volume when it came out. To understand why you have to consider my mental state: I was a teenager at the time, in my junior year of high school. Scott Pilgrim was my goddamn world: while I was picking up comics monthly at the time this was honestly the first north american comic I loved and obessed over and Scott and friends were like family to me. To an awkward teen who couldn’t talk to girls, struggled to keep the video game club a friend founded together in a way that in hindsight was wholly unecessary, and getting messed with due to my anger issues by friend, foe and frenemy alike, Scott was my port in the storm. A sunny version of Tornoto where I could retreat to to feel at peace.

So yeah this shattered the fuck out of that peace and was essentially one long slow motion kick to the balls to a younger me: Hollie gets derailed and horribly betrays Kim, runing my faviorite characters life and leading to her LEAVING, Scott and Ramona’s relationship crumbles, the band breaks up , and the volume ends with Gideon still gunning for our hero because life hadn’t punched him in the face enough for one month. I was livid, not stopping the series, obviously, but upset that everything i’d grown to care about was basically gone in a flash and couldn’t understand WHY O’Malley would fucking do this to me. This volume was also what kept me from re-reading the books for as long as I did as while the rest had fond memories all the ones I had of this one were pure misery.

But by the time i re-read it in december of last year I had two important things in my hands that helped me truly enjoy this one: The first was Volume 6 itself: knowing things would work out, that most of the bad stuff would be undone and in a truly awesome and satisfying way helped.

The other thing was the perspective that came with growing older: For one as an adult while I still like Scott as a character and find him intresting I no longer look up to him, nor put stock in his hapiness for his own. Sure I still care about characters and relate to some, but Bojack Horseman taught me the hard way you CAN’T put all your hopes in a character’s fate or them getting better for you to get better.

The other is that while this volume again is pretty bleak after a while.. it’s also NECESSARY. Part of the series charm is i’ts realisim and a sad part of real life is people can drift apart from you, and things can change seemingly all at once. And things moving the way they do is necessary for the ending: every step and move here puts things where they need to be for the final chapter. The pain our heroes go through is necessary so they can all grow.. except Stephen and Wallace. Stephen sucks and Wallace dosen’t need to change. He does need his own spinoff. But for Scott, Ramona and Kim the trials to come are necessary to make them into their best selves by series end.

So join me under the cut as we get sad so very very sad, this is Scott Pilgrim vs the Universe.

Precious Little Life: We open with Scott’s Birthday! Hit it MC Chris!

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But yes it’s septmeber and Scott is now 24 years old. Also Julie is there because presumibly Stephen dredged her out of her swamp for the evening despite Julie likely not wanting to be there and Scott sure a shell not wanting her there. He vows that he will be the best 24 year old ever...... yeah let’s take a brief look into the future to see how that pans out

But we have a full volume and more metaphorical rakes to whack Scott in the face before that paticular one.

A MONTH AND A FEW DAYS LATER

It’s the day of the dead, whoa ho way down in Tornoto. It’s hosted by Satan Herself, who dosen’t realize the holiday for hags was yesterday. This is for remembering the dead and rising out of the grave to go resuce your young wards by ramming a bunch of guys in butterfly costumes with your car or stealing your children’s kidneys. This is Rat Girl’s new place, a fancy loft she and 3 other girls went on to throw the best parties beaause of course. She’s also a bitch to our hero and heroine because of course.

But Scott soon has more important things to worry about: Ramona spots his next two opponents.. the twins hinted at last time, Kyle and Ken Kataynagi, Perfect Jerk and Handsome Asshat respectively.

Kyle and Ken are easily the least intresting of the 7 exes. With the other 4 so far having been a loveable ham, a stoic movie star whose suprisingly nice and dies via skateboard, a gloriously douchey and dumb psychic evil version of our much more loverable dumb douche with personal connections to both him and Ramona, and Roxy who was genuinely sympathetic, held back by her own selfishness and anger.. we get.. two smug assholes who use robots. Their not UNINTRESTING, the robots have cool designs and the fight with them is genuinely exciting.. but they just don’t have the charisma or personal factor. Their jsut two assholes ramona dated at the same time who happen to know more about her well guarded past than the other exes and are more liable to bring it up.. and even then it’s not anything new as Envy pulled similar tactics far more intrestingly in volume 3. THey don’t ruin the volume or anything, thier fine, but I just wish O’Malley had done more. Especially since he clealry had more intresting ideas with them: the sound battle we saw in the movie was an early draft of this and one early draft had Scott’s previously unseen brother Laurence working with them. I don’t knowWHY he scrapped that as it raises the stakes and makes this far more personal for Scott. Which at this point is what the exes SHOULD be: Todd and Roxy BOTH were more personal threats, Todd being his ex’s boyfriend and first love and Roxy being a genuine competior for Ramona. These guys again are just two douchers who show up because we need 7 douchers to complete the doucher circle.

So the twins declare their not going to fight scott.. and instead send a tiny robot to fight him. Awww. But for this fight O”Malley does something really intresting and creative.. he dosen’t focus on it. No really Ken and Kyle are dicks to Ramona so Kim wisely gets her out of there, and the two have a casual talk on the balcony while Ramona smokes. It’s some fun banter between the two that both shows why their shipped to all hell. The two just play off each other really damn well. Though we also get Craphole asking people if they want to come watch Scott get beat up because the worst.

Something important character stuff comes up though: As was shown last time at her rightful rage that Stephen HAD an opportunity to book a gig and kept refusing it for his fecking album, Kim is still fairly salty about the whole recording an album bullshit. The biggest part of it..

It’s something you really DON’T expect to here coming out of kim: that she really LIKED the band. But beneath the pillar of salt she puts out daily... these were her friends, this was getting to do something creative and passionate, and it was a break from the daily grind. Even if her job isn’t TERRIBLE, getting to watch movies and hang out with her best friend Clerks style.. it’s still a retail job and those still weigh on you.. though frankly i’d take one of those over food service but sadly tha’ts what i get most of the time. This was fun.. and Stephen ripped that away from her for his own selfish reasons. No one else in the band really cared about making an album.. if Stephen REALLY wanted to find a more professional band.. then he should’ve just told them so Scott and Kim could find someone else to do guitars for them. Instead he forced them into doing something they don’t want to do and refuses to actually play shows, which COULD help both perfect songs for the album version and get them new fans for said upcoming album and provide them recurring venues to SELL said album, because he really just wants to be with Joseph and fuck anyone else. Stephen is really just an inhernetly selfish git and i’ll get more into that in a bit. But first Wallace has a text for Scott.

Now I COULD have just skipped over this.. but I didn’t want to. Plus we dont’ se Wallace for a while in this story so i’m taking what I can get.

So back to Stephen being a repugnant ass. I’ve been waiting for this scene for the entire retrospective. I”ve hinted at it, and largely blamed it for why I hate him so damn much. The time is nigh to explain WHY.

Stephen is with Knives, as the two are close friends and such. Stephen expalins Sex Bomb-Omb isn’t playing because he and the personfication of bitchiness broke up. Which knives points out is for...

But it’s clear from context this was the LAST time. Why he still got invited I dunno, plot convience. So far so normal.. until Stephen picks up that Knives is STILL hung up on Scott. Which is understandable crushes can last a while but i’ts equally understandable that Stephen is utterly baffled by it. Which I get, I didn’t make an entire tom lucitor retropsecitve because I liked that his relationship with Star ended with him stepping aside due to what the show thought was “true wuv” but what comes off instead as his self loathing casuing him to blame himself for a realtionship that’s crumbling for reasons that aren’t his fault.

And his actions here are incredibly well meant: He bluntly gives Knives the wake up call she DOES need: Scott cheated on her, he dated her because she was easy to date, strung her along for a bit while seeing someone else, then dumped her with not one care for her well being. That is stuff she NEEDS to get into her head so she can move on. She needs to see him for what he IS and not for what she’s built him up as in her head. And while yeah his rant DOSNE’T take into account the fact Scott geninely tried to make up for his actions in volume 3, Stephen wasn’t there for that and Knives probbably didn’t tell him about it. So from his point of view scott broke her heart and did nothing.. and evne IF he knew that, Scott still hasn’t tried to do anything since despite Knives still being obessed with him nor come clean to her or Ramona at any point. Scott deserves this call out and the consequences that come with it.

So your probably wondering WHY I hate Stephen because of this scene when he’s you know, RIGHT. Well it’s simple: being right dosen’t save you from being a MASSIVE hypcorite. He’s railing on Scott for cheating and hurting someone.. when he cheated on Julie and would’ve hurt her if she had the capacity for human emotion, empathy, or self awarness. The ending of the last volume and how bad, even for them, their relationship was implied the hell out of it, with him nervous when she brings up being paranoid over knives.. as if he WAS cheating. on One Face just not with a teenage girl but a grown ass man who hates everyone as much as BLARARARGAGAG does.

Not only that.. but he was with Julie for the SAME DAMN reasons Scott was with Knives: it was easy. Now I WILL grant Stephen some sympathy: he’s a queer man and as one myself, bi for the record, I GET how fucking hard it is to come to terms with that, that what you thought you were isn’t ENITRELY true or, if Stephen is gay and not bi or pan, ENIRELY FALSE. So I do have some care that it was hard for him to sort all this out. I do and that Jospeh could’ve seduced him or what not. We don’t have all the context here. But he STILL cheated at the end of the day instead of telling her he was queer until MONTHS later. And why yes the fact I have to feel bad for JULIE does make it that much worse. And yes their relationsihp COULD simply be that toxic or she could’ve gaslit him, but it seemed more like their relationship was messy breakups and getting back together over and over. While Julie IS vile, she’s not a domestic abuser mental or physical as far as I can tell. She’s a bitch and their relatioship is unehlathy but there was no indication their relationship involved gaslighting or evne phsyical violence: it was just fucked from minute one. So yeah he stayed in an awful relationship beacuse it was easier than coming out, when he should’ve broken it off as soon as it was clear he and Joseph were actually going somewhere. Waiting while he figured out who he was is one thing, tha’ts fiar, but cheating on someone just because you don’t have the nerve to break it off with them when their genuinely awful to you and your only hurting them as much as they can be hurt by dragging this out... yeah that just makes you an ass.

Another point of contention is that he NEVER called Scott out on this. Never. Not even after this scene. Never encouraged him to tell Ramona or apologize to Knives, again he didn’t know Scott already had tried that. Never gets on him.. he just ignores Scott’s shitty behavior like eveyrone else and unlike Kim, whose still got unresolved feelings and is at the very least clearly bothered by his shitty behavior, and Neil, whose young and thus like me likely looked up to Scott at the time, he dosen’t have an excuse other than “Well I don’t want to ruin our friendship by actually calling him out when he does something objectivionally awful.” Especially since Wallace DID actually take action: he didn’t break up the relationship or say anythign to Ramona, which is wrong... but he did tell scott flat out after his first date with Ramona to break up with Knives. And when Scott chickned out of that, Wallace gave him the ultimatium, may it live in empathy, to do so or he WOULD tell Ramona. And at least Wallace has a motive for not telling Ramona other than “I don’t want to risk my friendship with a guy I really don’t care about and think is shitty”. He wanted to see Scott recover from Envy, something Stephen never gave ONE. SHIT. ABOUT. He saw Ramona was good for him and knew telling her, while the RIGHT thing to do, would severely harm Scott, and by volume 4 leave him homeless. Plus Wallace frankly enabled him for some time anyway, letting him live at their place rent free and paying for all his food and frequently letting Scott steal his credit card. WIth Wallace at least while it’s not the RIGHT move, it’s understandable and complicated vs Stephen who really dosen’t seem to like or get along with Scott after volume 1, suddenly cares what happens to his relationship.

And what proves this... is this little exchange that ends the conversation.

Knives despite her issues, despite blinding herself to how Scott treated her, despite everything... thinks Ramona should know. And she’s right. And Stephen KNOWS THIS. He knows it was the right thing to do and just.. takes a swig instead of admitting he’s a fucking hypocrite or explaining himself in any way. He NEVER cared about Ramona’s feelings or how this would effect her or saw her as important in any way shape or form. Kim at least clearly feels guilty. Wallace clearly is only doing so because it’s better for both her and Scott that their together and is a flawed human being. Stephen.. just dosen’t do so out of some masculine bullshit code of not ratting out your friend and his own cowardace. He clearly COULD go walk up to Ramona right now and tell her, but he won’t. And again I don’t buy he honeslty cares enough about Scott for their friendship to TRULY be enough of a factor to stop that. Fuck. Stephen. Stills.

So Scott wins naturally, but is bummed there’s no reward.. but Stephen points out there’s tons of free food over yonder so he noms before he and Ramona leave.

We get some cute domestic bits with Scott and ramona: Scott playing games on her phone all day, the two cooking dinner, and Scott admititng he hasn’t thought of envy at all. “I have you now”. Though through it there are some signs of unease: Scott finds a letter to Gideon, and Ramona asks about her hair and stares out into the window. Nice little hints that even before the big bomb abotu to drop she’s not at ease.. she loves Scott.. but it’s hard for her to let herself BE happy. It’s easy to wager she wasn’t for most of her life.

Can’t Face Up

So next we find Sex Bomb-Omb working on the album. Or rather Stephen and Joseph are. Scott and Kim are praying for death but death won’t come and Kim wonders why the fuck this isn’t finished. Joseph wants her out of his house... forgetting that Kim lives in said house.

Still his expressoin implies he’s going to do a murder on her if she stays in the room and since Drummers are hard to come by Stephen spirits them to kim’s room for a band meeting. Turns out they do have a gig but naturally Rosemary’s Baby booked it... and they haven’t practiced in months because Stephen’s a moron. He theorizes it’s Freddy’s Revenge, which is admitely probably valid though Kim can TELL something worse happened Stephen won’t cop to because he’s a piece of shit. I spent several paragraph’s establishing that. They try blaying and two sucktacular minutes i’ts clear their fucked sunday.

So after a scene of Knives trying HARD to justify Scott’s actions and blame htem on Ramona, to no success, we get one of my faviorite parts of this book: Scott rambling on for god knows how long about the x-men while Ramona gets dressed and is presumibly barely listneing.

I relate so hard to this it hurts. While not this era I wll GLADLY go on and on about X-Men and anything X-Adjacent at any goddamn opportunity and anyone who reads my blog on a regular basis and you know this. I need to tlak more x-men outside of my slowly failing New X-Men retrospective (Which is on the back burner because no one seeems to genuinely care after chapter one). If I did have a signifgant other, they would probably end up in a situation like this quite a lot and i’d have no shame about it.

I also love this scene even more as while I DID love x-men at the time, I wasn’t quite the mega fan I was, nor as familiar with Claremont’s long, epic and often fucking weird in the special wonderful way only comics can run. Given I OWN over half his run at this point, that has changed. Though oddly not this part. So not only do I get Scott’s talking about x-men I Know what SPECIFICALLY.

And for the unitatied, a quick explination of what the fuck Scott’s going on and on about: In the late 80′s, the x-men fought a reality warping malevolent trickster god named the Adversary. IN order to beat him their friend forget had to perform a cermony to lock his ass away that required willingly given life forces. The X-Men did REALLY fucking die.. but the Goddess Roma, daughter of Merlin and enemy of the advesary brought them back to life. With their deaths having been broadcast on live tv, and with tons of dangerous enemies at their heels, the X-Men choose to let the world continue to think they were dead so they could hit said enemies where it hurt.

SO this is where Scott’s story comes in:The X-Men’s first mission was clearing out the reavers, a bunch of racist cyborgs, from a ghost town which they took over as their base. As Scotty said they traveled all over the world, fought aliens, more racists, and then went to New York as it literally went ot hell. it’s a LOT and I haven’t read most of that era. I just know about it. I have read that last part though: the x-men were ambushed while wolveirne was away by said racist cyborgs so Psylocke shoved them through the siege perilous, a gate thingy romana gave them that would give them a new life and amnesia and such, leaving wolveirne to get crucified till Jubilee, who’d been hiding in their base gary busey style, freed him. The two would travel the world, find psylocke body swapped which is why she was asian for several decades, and get into general stuff for a few years real time till the X-Men slowly reunited. And you probbaly dind’t need to hear all of that but your life is better for knowing it.

As you can tell Ramona’s discontent is mounting. And probably not because of Scott rambling about x-men. Last night he told her about the time Magneto beat them all because they stupidly rushed him one at a time then forced them into high tech chairs while a robotic nanny babbied them and then esecaped because shut up before fighting magneto, getting surrounded by lava and having beast ASSUME they were dead because fuck actually coming back and searching just in case like a rational human being because magma or no the x-men have surivived worse, including the depths of space, and restoring all of reality from scratch. I may of just read those issues tonight.

She procedes to make things worse for our hero as when he asks fo rher advice.. she reveals she dosen’t like his band.. and while she means nothing BY that, she’s nice about it, telling him his band sucks days before a sudden show where you guys eat a lot isn’t something you do. Wallace is naturally even less helpful and maybe his not liking the band is why we barely see him interact. Maybe he just figured Stepheen was on the fence sexuality wise but wasn’t willing to put up with Julie to test that. I dunno.

So at the restraunt Stephen’s a dick, refusing to help Scott with his problems. WHich for once are legitamte as he worries abotu Ramona keeping secrets. He just wants to talk about hte band.. but 48 or something hours after this he has no real plan.

Scott mopes to Kim about Ramona and she has some sage advice for him...

Also thing one and thing two are at the bar with a remote. This cannot end well... granted givne our heroes are not at all prepared and are playing two diffrent songs, this was never going to end well.

And things only get worse for Scott in the bathroom.. he’s not there.. but his girlfriend and his ex are. Knives tries to work it out.. but Ramona being a bit short with her, which is fair given Knives tried to stab her a bunch a few months back and never apologized, leading to a quick fight.. but with Knives heart not in it this time and Ramona pissed and this time NOT confsued as to what the hell ihs going on, it ends with Ramona slamming knives into a wall... and Knives sadly revealing the truth to Ramona...

The scene hits like a truck with both devistated.. Ramona not having realized Scott with this shitty.. and Knives FINALLY accepting that he is. Finally letting her obession with him drop and realize what he was and what he did and let the full impact hit. The last part also hits hard “No One Else Would’ve Told You’. It’s a sad hard truth and it’s CLEARLY something that hits both women hard. For Knives it’s realizing Kim and Stephen, who she’s increidbly close to at this point, both don’t have the stomach to do the right thing, and thus hid this from her and Ramona. Stephen DID tell her.. but he still didn’t have the guts to tell RAMONA nor the actual care. It’s the realization the people she looked up to truly let her down and that she had to do what they couldn’t, even if it tore her apart to do it. For Ramona it’s realizing her closest friends outside of Scott could’ve told her and never did. No matter how close she’s gotten to Kim and Wallace, neither gave a fuck about her rights or her need to know.

So Ramona is rattled and barely speaks while Scott has been fighting anothe rrobot and ends the gig accidnetly smashing his bass. Stephen is pissy with him and blames hi mfor runing the gig, which turned out to be a trap anyway complete with fliers.

Ramona decides to gently throw him out as he forgot his keys while his other friends won’t house him leaving him with the one friend he has who dosen’t hate him right now. WALLACE!

The Glow:

So at Casa De Welles, Wallace has some buddy time, not making any bones about the fact Ramona clearly threw Scott out for the night and wearing a neat robe. Scott mopes about the fact he hasn’t met mobile whose apparenlty on the astral plane. I wonder if he has any buisness with Emma.. I mean the x-men did live in san fran sicsio but given decimation didn’t have many psychics. Might’ve been tryign to get another one. THey didn’t have a whole island that walks like a man yet. And while Wallace wasn’t in much of a coaching mood last time he is willing to help. He couldn’t get bupkiss on the twins since Scott can’t even remember their names, but he did pull off a miracle. Despite their being a million Gideons in New York.. Wallace found THE Gideon. Granted all he got was his full name, Gideon Gordon Graves, and a few burry photos, one with Ramona confirming this is our douche, but given he had only a first name and an ex to work with this is some damn fine work. Wallace asks scott about his future with Ramona but he just.. has no earthly idea because of course he dosen’t. He hasn’t REALLY thought about what comes after beating the exes because he never thinks anything through. Interesting stuff The next day Scott meets up with Kim at No Account Video and we get our first, and I mean literally first, indiciation things are falling apart with her and Hollie. Scott wants to say hi, Kim refuses him and gives a smart ass comment when he asks if them being roomates isn’t working out. He wasn’t even being a dick it’s just clear SOMETHING bad’s going on she won’t talk about because she puts up walls around hrself on a GOOD day and this clearly isn’t one.

It gets worse when they stop by Stephen’s place only to find Neil whose both taken up a combination of smoking and moping in a dark room. Never a good sign. Nor is Stephen apparenlty being at band practice.. meaning either he lied to Neil about where he went.. or he already started the band we’ll see him with next volume and is already stabbing his friends in the back. There wasn’t much to like about the guy to BEGIN with, but his behavior just gets worse with every volume and it’s reached it’s apex here. The speech was shitty enough, I spent several paragraphs explaning why, but the rest of his behavior isn’t much better. He abandoned two people who were, for god knows what reason loyal to him and abandoned the band because of some bearded asshole probably encouraging him to.

We also get some telling behavior on Kim’s part. Whlie she’s usually morose around Scott in the face of this both just hang out, it’s plesant. She even smiles when she asks if it’s going to be a regular occurance when he stays with her that night. Granted she brings back her frown soon after, but as has been clear her feelings for him never really went away entirely, and this is the closest the two have been in volumes, just enjoying each others company. It’s also telling that Scott trusts kim with a favor.

We see the favor the next page: Kim hangs out with Ramona.. and Scott marchs in completely on purpose soon after. Granted Kim probably didn’t know THIS was part of the plan, and it’s mildly stupid.. but it DOES show progress for Scott. Keep in mind his usual tactic is “avoid the fuck out of it and hope it goes away’ So ACTUALLY wanting to talk about things and find her again, and not doing it in a creepy way but simply drawing her out with a friend, shows SOME maturlity. It’s still not the most mature.. but with Ramona clearly not wanting him at their place, her work not having a set location as she just picks stuff up and drops it off (And even if she’s picking up packages at the post office we don’t know which one or if there’s multiple and even if we did scott sure as hel l does not), he was out of options. It also WORKS, with Ramona breaking her mopeynesss to laugh and Kim stunned it didn’t just piss her off further.

So we find out what happened with Hollie when Scott brings up jason. She points out they were dating but... welllllllll

Yeah... as you could probably tell I do not like this plot point at all. For one thing we never really got to KNOW Jason, and with him and Hollie getting a little too cozy at the end of the last volume...

It’s clear his ONLY roll in the story was to be there so Hollie could betray Kim in some way. And look I get a LOT in this series happens while we’re not looking, ti’s part of it’s charm. Things not pausing for the side cast is a trope I enjoy: it allows some things to progress faster and allows for some intresting stories when the main cast catches up. Steven Unvierse and Ducktales both used this well as does Scott Pilgrim but all three weren’t immune to someitnes goofing up and taking it too far.

This whole situation is that: Hollie is a character I got attached to: She had a great report with kim, they were really close and she offered her a place to stay when it was clear she was miserable with the four horseman of the bitchpocalypse she lived with. So while having her suddenly heel turn is realistic... it just feels thorughly unsatisfying. We do not see Hollie again after she’s sudeenly derailed, so we never get to see what she’s apparenlty REALLY like or get any explination why this happened. Suddenly Kim’s best friend is a douchebag even though it makes no sense for her character. Just because in real life people can turn out to be really shitty on a dime dosen’t mean it’s a neat thing to READ in a story and it feels like a waste of what was one of the series best side characters. And granted i’ve been through FAR worse treatment of side characters, trust me but this one still blows to this day and if there is a netflix adaptation this either needs to not happen or have actual depth. Seriously Netflix your adapting everything else, get on the bus already.

Scott is GENUINELY apologetic, we’ve rarely seen him this nice but he genuinely feels bad for her.. and unlike Stephen’s thing it’s okay to feel shitty someone got cheated on even if you were a cheater in the past. As I said Stephen wasn’t wrong about how Scott treeted knives.. he just also was trying to take moral high ground which Knives proved he absolutely did not have in seconds.

This triggers Ramona’s glow, the squggly line thing that shows up over her head ocasoinally.. and while Ramona grills Scott... Kim just finally asks what the hells up with her head. Scott’s reaction is “OH good you guys see it too”. Kim does try to show it to ramona but it’s gone by then and she drops it for now and outside encourages her to come to Julie’s latest shitty party.. I mean their miserable but at least it gives thems omething to do

So we get another instalment of “Scott rambles about the X-Men” or New Mutants in this case as we’re talking about Magik, Aka Illyana Rasputin

So for the long version: The X-Men were staying at a creepy temple that Magneto had been working out of beause the mansion was being repaired. Colossus, everyone’s favorite Russian and Deadpool co-star, had his kid sister Illyana with him as Arcade, a ginger maniac assasian whose gimmick is creating elaborate murder theme parks, kidnapped her in a plot to get the x-men to fight Dr. Doom for him. Given this was during the Cold War they coudln’t exactly take her back, so she stayed with the X-Men and her beloved big brother.

So naturlaly the spooky temple decorated in Cthulu’s had a portal to hell in it and an evil and genirc looking fucker named Belasco kidnapped her to a hell dimension known as Limbo> the X-Men went after her as you’d expect and things got WEIRD as due to some complicated and weird time dialition stuff I sitll don’t quite understand there ended up being two copies of the x-men: ours who came in right after, and a second batch who stayed there for about 7-8 years and got warped by Bellsaco’s magic as he killed or changed most of them. As a result Storm became a sorcerer to fight back, Kitty Pryde became some sort of cat creature and Kurt became a creepy evil version of himself. Illyana stayed htere, learned magics from both storm and asshole, learned to fight from cat kitty, and eventually escaped after a lot of horrible bullshit, hardnered and with her soul scarred from it, now a teenager. She joined the New Mutants, the training class of x-men in the comics, soon after. She’s a member agian in present day, one of the great captains of Krakoa, and one of the two co-leaders of Krakoa’s younger mutants, i.e. 20 something to teens and kids.

This is the best of the two scenes as the narrative , or at least Scott’s versions parallels Ramona’s own; Getting taken in by an evil man and feeling tainted by that.

So at the party Ramona runs into Neil whose a dick about it and with some girl. She WAS going to be fleshed out more in the original draft but Brian ended up scrapping it for time, but does regret it. It’s here we get Neil’s face punchingly dickish comment that’s also a massive hint as to Stephen’s sexuality.

Yeah even if Stephen’s been an UTTERLY shitty friend to him.. this was uncalled for even for the late 2000′s. What a prick. I do like the arc of Neil slowly falling apart though getting more and more bitter as his old friends abandoned him casually, especailly Stephen. While his comment was still HORRIBLY unwarranted even with Stephen being a dipshit.

Speaking of assholes we get our last major with Julie who berates Scott for grabbing some booze and brings in the twist. I’m.. i’m not even bothering to give her an insluting and weird nickname. She’s still a HORRIBLE piece of shit, as she brought Scott’s enemies there to try and beat him to death for her own amusment and berated him for getting booze at a party she CLEARLY expected him to come to, but she’s ALMOST gone. Seriously after this she’s GONE for the volume and barely in the rest of the series. So i’d rather celebrate FINALLY having earned my freedom over worrying about her any more than i have to. Cue the music!

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So with that Kyle.. or is it Ken.

But the blonde one needles ramona, giving her her faviorite booze and telling her “this is all just temproary”

So Ramona gets all glowy.. and Kim gets her phone out....

The Universe Fights Back So in a random bedroom Ramona gives up the ghost: SHe DOES know what that is she just can’t tell Kim. Kim accepts it and they share some drinks. Scott, after beheading the douche bros latest science project, joins them and we get a lovely scene of the three drinking and bonding and geneuinely just having a good time. Though Kim DOES mention that she wants to go back to school.. This will naturally be very important.

What’s more important is this scene is ENITRELY while I poly ship these three dum dums. I mean while part of thier hapiness here is their blasted out of hteir heads, it’s also just Kim’s wall sbeing down. She tells the two she loves them, and I think MEANS IT. Not to mention this...

Okay maybe it’s just the two of them but they also love Scott. And again I get htier VERY obviously drunk.. but given Kim and Ramona are clearly actively supressing any bi parts of themselves most of hte time this is telling. The fact Ramona asks kim to sleep in THIER bed, likely with them, is ALSO very telling and Kim only dosen’t because their using sub space. No really that’s the only reason this volume didn’t end VERY diffrently with the three of htem having a three way before the argument coming up.. and possibly fixing said argument by having kim to mediate. I mean I get Scott’s not a big part of this so if you don’t want to ship him with them and just leave them alone that’s fine, ut I like the idea of them as a throuple: they ballance each other out.. and frakly with Scott’s irresponsblity and Ramona’s emotoinal issues they need someone to call them b oth out in the relationship, while these two are two of the only three people in the work i’ve seen Kim take her walls down for. Not even Jason got that, but Jason was also a carboard cutout.

Things take a turn from Kim.. from an almost threesome where she CLEARLY would be getting most of the attention... to two assholes kidnapping her. Now while I don’t like the twins that much their plan for the final act IS actually clever: their the first ones to think to actually use the people Scott cares about.. or anything resembling strategy really. Matt just charged int here, Lucas coudln’t give less of a fuck, Todd just used brute strength like a teletkentic juggernaught, and Roxy DID use some but it was less to actually fight scott and more to get into ramona’s pants again. The twins see Kim clearly still loves Scott, and that while he acts aloff to her sometimes she really is one of his best friends. No really, think about it. Wallace is his BEST friend.. but Kim sticks by him even when he’s shitty, calls him out when needed, and despite her grumpiness is the one who has the most faith in him out of ANYONE. It’s a large point of the volume: she dosen’t bother watching the fights.. because she belivies he’ll win simply because he’s Scott. That’s love right there. The kind of love that gets you kidnapped as part of an elaborate scheme but love nonetheless.

So we then get the scene that’s been coming for five volumes... after having sex, Ramona confronts Scott. While Scott admits he didn’t cheat on her with knvies, the other way around, that’s not better. He admits he’s been trying to forget about it.. and she calls him a bad person. And that. .hits him hard. While he DESERVES scorn for what he did... as he puts it next he’s been trying to change for her. To BE better. And all she sees, and outright confirms is another evil ex in waiting with Scott DESPERATE to prove her wrong and wrongly thinking beating the next three exes will fix this. It’s a VERY hard sceen to watch as while Scott does deserve this.. it’s also hard not to feel bad for him too. It really sums up the character: He is a dick.. but he’s TRYING to be better. He WANTS to be, he just dosen’t know how. And MAN can I relate to that. It dosen’t help that Ramona is clearly projecting her own insecurties about this lasting, about actually being happy and about this really being her life onto him, using this as an easy out after having a month of doubt. Yes Scott did something unbelivibely shitty.. but both are trying to take the easy way out of it instead of genuinely discussing why it’s shitty, what he did was wrong and geniuinely unpacking if this is the end. Ramona clearly wants to bail, and Scott clearly just wants to punch a few guys to make it better. Neither thing will work. They need to work thorugh their issues to work... but neither is capable of that right now. They both want to run from the problem.

This volume is in part about Ramona herself.. and showcasing her OWN flaws.. and like Scott her biggest is that she runs. She wants to escape her past too and both assumed the other would be an easy fix, that by having a good partner they’d be better.. when really their both mildly shitty people who need to make peace with their past and repair the bridges they’ve burnt and flip off the ones not worht reparing instead of running from it all the time. But sadly before both can.. their just gonna run again. Because sometimes fixing yourself is just not that easy.

So the next morning Scott’s heart stops fo ra second when Ramona is seemingly gone.. only for her to instead be in teh shower. But Scott gets a text telling him the twins have Kim and TRIES to tell Ramona.. but she’s in the shower. As a result she’s worried he just ran off... and makes a decision , her hair cut back down after growing it out this volume, a sign of her hapiness.. now gone.

The Glow Part 2 So at an abandoned wherehouse the fight is on. The twins have the advantage in part because Scott is hung over.. something they take offense to.. even though they were THERE last night. He was at a party. They don’t know he teatotles. What state did they THINK he’d be in this morning?

We also find out their origin: as Scott correctly guessed at the end of last volume, Ramona dated them both at the same time and pit them against each other. They found out and vowed to always fight as one.. which means Scott is not only fighting two equally powerful opponents at once, but two who work as a perfct team and double hurricane kick him. They also mentally break him down, pointing out her previous job and how she’s a runner and she’s here to run from her past working for Gideon.

They aren’t but I already went into that so let’s get onto more pressing issues: Scott is not only hung over but now doubting himself and his dumbass plan to beat gideon and magically fix things, while Kim is naturally not happy about being stuck in a cage all night. And while at first she’s genuinely just grumpy as always as it becomes clear Scott has lost hope and the twins are going to win this one her expression is heartbreaking...

After EVERYTHING she still loves him and can’t bear to see him in so much pain... and can’t loose him.. so she gets desperate and claims Ramona texted him to give him hope.

This is one of Kim’s definting moments, the other coming next month. When faced with the person she loves possibly dying.. she lies to him.. so he can surivive. So he can have hope and make it through this.. despite how much it’s CLEARLY KILLING HER to not only tell him someone else loves him but to clealry lie that person loves him, knowing it’ll hurt him more.. but knowing if she DOSEN’T he’ll die. It’s one of the most painful, heartbreaking and beautiful moments in the entire series. It’s why I said earlier while I don’t like the brothers their climactic fight his excellent.. because it is. Their verbal breaking down of Scott is hearbreaking and Kim’s sacrifice equally so.

And before stomping them into coins SCott shows further growth.. by showing he CAN give off a good one liner now...

So Scott beats them and gets Kim out of the cage, worried about her.. but despite having a chance, Kim lets him get on his way to ramona and morsoely wlaks off... while ominously the sign points out this will soon be the Chaos Theater. There’s still one left to go.

But.. it’s sadly not enough. While Scott gives her a heartfelt speech... even if he quotes the song as long as you love me... he dosen’t care who she is.. but Ramona does.. calling herself a bad person.. as she vanishes.... and I cry my eyes out again. God two really heartbreaking scenes in a row sweet jesus this volume will be the death of me.. and not just because i’ts taken so damn long to write this review. And on top of tha the looses the cat and ends up locked out.

World of Ruin:

So yeah if you thought those bits weren’t easy.. it only gets roughter as we see Scott in the aftermath of the breakup. His dream world is now desolate and he’s alone. Now to his creidt as much shit as i’ve given him Stephen didn’t ENTIRELY abandon Scott: he put him up fo rth enight (though he kicks him out after work) and offers to take him to after work drinks. We also see a nice side of Scott’s intimdating boss as she offers her symaptheties at him crying... while he says it’s the onions... he’s transparenlty lying.

Next up is Kim. Though she dosen’t have a couch because Hollie sold it.. which as dickish as she suddenly is it IS her couch as Kim points out.. so yeah Kim and Scott end up sleeping awkardly in the same bed facing away from each other.. and to add another emotional guttpunch at the worst possible time: She’s going back home.

Stacey is even lesss helpful as SCott continues to ask about cats and is unsypantethic about her leaving despite you know, him REALLY not being at the shit talking her stage yet bud. At least we do get to see Stacey in this one I genuinely forgot she was in it.

So at Wallace’s he’s no help either pointing out she might be with someone else because he’s wallace and we meet a guy with Glases.. and in his bad state Scott assumes i’ts gideon. it’s not though. WE finally meet Mobile!

He’s exactly what wallace needs.. a fellow sarcastic asshole.

So next up is Kim’s goodbye.. which once again is really emotinal..a nd not just because my faviorite character is leaving and again, younger me didn’t know this wasn’t forever.. or that she’d be back for a rather huge role next time. But still it’s a damn good scene that shows how far Scott’s come...

While the first part is standard... the second is Scott realizing that she still had feelings for him, clearly given her actions during the fight, and he’d been a right dick this whole time never dealing with it or apolgoizing for his past. Granted he still has a way to go to REALLY apologize for it... but he’s trying and means it. And with her possibly never seeing again.. she needed that. Also her coat is damn cool. I’d say I want one like that btu i’d really prefer one like Scotts complete with x-men patch. Pax Krakoa bitches.

We get a really nice scene after where we meet Scott’s parents! Their also really kind helping him get a new place and move on... and runs into another glasses guy. But this time it’s Laurence! Who he drop kicks.. and then gives a broken bass back to. Eh... i’ve seen worse relationship with siblings honestly. He didn’t murder scott’s friend or plunge a whole galaxy into war or try and murder his daughter. Other Scott’s weren’t so lucky.

So after that awkardness SCott finds the note to gideon which is a break up letter... she never sent. However there’s something more pressing as he gets a call... and you can probably guess given his luck lately who that’s from.

Eh it’s not that murderoius creep but another one.

The end.. is in a few weeks.

Final Thoughts:

As I said I hated Vs the Universe on first read but re-reading it with hindsight and maturity.. it’s damn good. It’s depressing as hell.. but the things it does need to happen to push scott into a bad enough place for the next volume to work, and are natural: Ramona and Kim leaving, The band breaking up, Scott kicking his brother in the face.. all natural things. It hurts, this was a HARD one to write and I only feel the next one will be harder because it’s way longer with less slice of lifey stuff to skim through in my recapping.

But it’s a damn good one, with fantastic art, really gripping scenes, x-men refrenes and a spotlight shone on my girl kim. Even it’s weak spots dont’ hurt it: the twins are only weak by comparison, and still work well enough for the story, pushing ramona into the bad mental place she needs to be for the story to work. Hollie’s thing DID Need to be written way fucking better... but it does push kim into leaving which is CRITICAL for next time. So they aren’t GREAT elements, but they work. The only real other problem I have is knives just.. vanishes after her scene outside of one bit with Stephen, but that I can understand as the book is pretty tightly packed and she gets a fitting sendoff next time anyway. All in all another amazing entry and the perfect warm up for one of the best endings in comics history

Next Time: I said it and I meant it: one of the best endings in comics history as Scott hits on some exes, fights himself and betters himself as he prepares for his finest hour! Will Ramona Come back? Will Kim? Will Julie?... to answer your questions yes yes, and god dammit. Thank you all for reading, see you at the next rainbow.

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Chaeyoung & Jisoo

Marriage

Age 6 & 7 "Marry me!" A brunette shouts at you, furrowing both of your brows as strands of your hair get blown off by the wind. Same for the brunette, who happens to share the same haircut with you, but she didn't bother and glued her eyes on you. "What? What's "Marry me?" " That was the first you've blurted out to her as you air quoted her. "Let's make babies!" You furrowed your brows more, looking thoroughly at the brunette who is very weird like Spongebob you've seen from your TV at Home. "Do you even know how to make babies?" You ask, doubting that this kid might be spitting nonsense, and also, you were slightly curious as well, so how did your parents make you and Alice? Park Alice, your old sister used to tell you that a duck delivered you to your parents at the doorway. You wondered if that is possible, if so, then how did a mere duck create a human baby? Surely they're not half duck and half human right? One human and one duck if you plus them both. Weird "I don't know, but I'll marry you," The kid says in front of you. You furrowed your brows more, confused, and opened your mouth to say something when someone else says something first. "You're too straightforward, Jisoo," Ms. Bae says, offering both of her hands at you and the brunette who is currently sitting on the chair beside you, "And also, don't you think you're a little young for that? And also, Jisoo, do your colors now or else your Mama Kim is going to give you vegetables for a month." You see how the brunette furrowed both of her brows as she pouts. You thought it's a little bit cute, but laughed afterwards. "You're still not done with your colors? That must be sad. Do you want me to help you?" You said nicely and saw the brunette's eyes turning from sad to immediately energetic one. "You will?" She asks you, excitedly. You nodded your head at her, smiling as well. "I'm Jisoo!" She says, loudly, facing her body on you and then reaches out her other hand to you. "I'm Chaeyoung." You said, taking her hand on your hand for a handshake, and smiled. That was the start of your friendship with Jisoo. Age 9 & 10 "Marry me," You hear something on your left and glanced at the brunette who sat beside your left. The two of you were sitting on the couch, watching Tangled, shoulder pressed against each other, and you felt her move, facing her body towards you. You remembered, after Meeting Jisoo at school, you immediately asked your sister, "What does “Marry me?” mean?" And you could only think it's a bad thing when you see your sister gasped, eyes wide open, and immediately asked: "Why? Did someone already asked for your hand for marriage?" You thought she sounded mad, but if you lie in front of her right now. She'll get more mad, so you nod your head at her, "There is. Her name is Jisoo," You said. You saw how your sister smiled teasingly at you, "I see." She says, flashing the smile you hated when your sister Alice teases you about something. "Anyway, so "Marry me," She air quotes, "Means to tie a knot together with the person you love and grow old with them together." Your sister said and frowned at her, confused more. Tie a knot together? What does that mean? You can see your sister looked at you, again with the smile you hated, and said: "It's okay, Rosie posie, you're still young. Don't think through that much and ignore it." Your sister said, reaching out to ruffle your hair. You pouted, you did not like it when Alice ruffles your hair, because it'll get messy. So you left Alice's room that night. You wanted to ignore it, but your curiosity got the best of you. Alice was useless, so you thought you'll go to your parents and ask what marriage means. You knocked at their bedroom door, the bedroom where your parents stay, and after a couple of minutes waiting. You hear a click and see your Father who you thought just woke up and widened his eyes when he sees you. "Roseanne, baby," Your father calls you out, bending his knees, and opens his arm for you to hug him. You leaned closer and hugged him, "What's wrong? Did you have bad dreams?" Your father asked and you shake your head at your father. "No, papa. I'm a big girl now," You smiled, distancing yourself from your father's hug, "But I do have some question to ask." You said. "What is it, sweetheart?" At first, you were hesitant to ask your father the question, but when you felt your father tugging softly and caressing your hand. You thought why not give it a go? "What does marriage mean?" Your father stares at you, making you feel uneasy, but when your father starts to smile, you also start to smile. "Aren't you a little bit too young for that, baby? Hmm," "Papa please..." You pouted, "I just want to know what that means so I can sleep peacefully." You playfully tugged his arm, wanting him to give up, and answer your question that has been bugging you since meeting Jisoo. Your could hear your father's warm laugh then reach out to cup both of your cheeks in his palm, "Marriage is where you grow old together with the person you love, Rosie. You grow old with the person you love, stay by their side no matter how tough, support them, and take care for each other." "Just like you and mama?" Your saw your father flashes a dreamy smile, "Just like Mama and Papa," After talking with your father, you asked yourself whether you wanted to grow old with Jisoo. Do you love Jisoo? You thought she's cute, she's nice, and a little bit loud which is making your ears deaf. You sigh, feeling a sudden mild headache from all the thinking. You decided to shrug it off, thinking she won't bring it to you again. Back to the present, where you are nine years old and Jisoo is ten years old. You were positive that she won't bring it back again, but then, Jisoo proved you wrong. Jisoo was still looking at your eyes, twinkling like Eugene's eyes, from the character of tangled, when he looked at Rapunzel. You shake your head in response with a smile and you could see Jisoo was still smiling, and was the first to turn her attention to the movie like she did not say anything about marriage just now. Eventually, you followed what Jisoo did and wondered if Jisoo knew what she was asking. Age 13 & 14 "Marry me!" You winced at how loud Jisoo's voice is, the microphone was totally helping Jisoo to make everyone's ears go deaf in the venue. It was recognition day. The day where the teachers held an event for the honor and high honor students and gave their handcrafted medals. You are thirteen now and Jisoo is fourteen. You two were invited to go to recognition day, because you are an honor student while Jisoo is the valedictorian of her year. Now, Jisoo was making her speech, but you didn't really listen much to it. You knew it was made by the school and Jisoo is only reading them, because the school told her to do so. It was boring until you groaned at the sudden pitch from the microphone. Jisoo said it again. You found your eyes staring at Jisoo and Jisoo did the same, but with a cheeky grin. You rolled your eyes and shaked your head to the brunette earning a look from the other students, but chose to ignore. You could see Jisoo pout for a second, but then disappeared in an instant and smiled more. You sometimes wondered what is going on in her head. "Okay..." Ms. Kang trails off, "that was a nice speech coming from Ms. Kim. Please give Ms. Kim a round of applause." She says, flashing an awkward smile to everyone and making Jisoo return to her seat. And Jisoo did return to her seat which is a little bit far away from you. You found your eyes following her figure and she caught you staring at her. You tried to stop your chuckle when you saw her wiggling her eyebrows at you and mouthed, "Congratulations." You mouthed the same and Jisoo flashes her smile more. Around that time, there was something lurking inside you when you saw her smile. You shrugged it off, thinking it's because you're now one of the honor students and you'll be making your parents proud. Age 16 & 17 "Marry me," You heard a yell from the hallway. Somehow, you already know who's voice it is and know who that person is. You smiled at yourself when you immediately recognized it. Feeling proud, though you don't know why. You turned your back and immediately found the brunette's eyes, twinkling like how it twinkled back when you were nine and she was ten. She's looking at you the way Eugene looked at Rapunzel, and since you're sixteen. You started to have an idea what Eugene really felt for Rapunzel. While thinking about that, you couldn't help but to get flustered. You bit your bottom lip, feeling the anticipating stares of the students. You shake your head in response and swore you could see disappointment in some students' eyes. However, in Jisoo's eyes, there was no disappointment or perhaps Jisoo is just good at hiding it. You see Jisoo running to your way, entangled both of your arms with hers and she leaned closer to place her head at your shoulder. You couldn't see her face, so you don't know what she's feeling at the moment, and decided to brush it off. A part of you was disappointed, you at least expected Jisoo will show emotion to you. Or maybe, Jisoo is just totally joking about marrying you. Age 18 & 19 "Marry me," Jisoo said, quietly but still loud enough due to the microphone. You could hear the screams of the girls and roaring of the boys, but you didn't mind them. Instead you focused your eyes at what's in front of you. That line wasn't for you and somehow, you found yourself wanting to be the same class as Jisoo to be in Jennie's place. You sigh relentlessly at your sit and keep your gaze stable at Jisoo who's doing her best on the stage. Today was a sports festival and your teacher told the president to choose a presentation to present to the whole school. You and your classmates were debating whether to do a school play or a food stall. In the end, your class chooses a food stall and you are in your break. As for Jisoo, Jisoo told you that we're doing a play and she's partnered with the one and only, Kim Jennie from the Cheerleader team. Of course, you were happy that Jisoo got the role, but part of you was a little bit not happy to hear that. You wondered why you felt that, so made a mental note to ask your friend, Lisa, in the cafeteria later. You snapped at your thoughts when you heard loud claps from other students. You also joined them and clapped along. When the play was done, you checked your watch, and noticed that your break is almost done, so you made your way to the backstage to meet Jisoo and say your goodbyes. With a smile, you made your way to the backstage and found Jennie and Jisoo talking and laughing like they're on their own worlds. You could feel your heart is feeling something unfamiliar and you could only bring your hand near to it, tapping it softly as if you're comforting it. After that, you decided to walk away from them without Jisoo knowing. While you're on your journey on returning to the food stall, you saw your best friend, Lisa, crossing her arms as she waits for you near to your food stall. You could see how she frowned when she saw your expression and how you held your hand closer to your chest, "Are you alright?" She asked, cupping both of your cheeks, and made you look at her. You shake your head, "I'm fine." You said, looking away, and hoping the Thai will buy your lie. "You're clearly not fine, Rosie. I know you look away when you lie," Lisa really knows you well, even your body language. She also knows them. You looked at her in the eyes, pouting slightly, and decided to tell her what is bothering you. "It's Jisoo..." You whispered. "What about Jisoo?" You looked down and asked yourself: What about her? Jennie and Jisoo were only talking, so what's the problem? "I don't know..." You trailed off, looking down, and started to fidget your finger like a child, "I saw them talking, they looked like they were lost in their own world." You honestly said. "Why am I feeling this, Lis?" You desperately asked your friend. Lisa looked at you, cupping your cheek with her other hand, and giggled, "You're really dense, aren't ya? You're jealous, silly." You frowned at what the Thai said about you and opened your mouth, ready to deny that you're not jealous, but before you can say it to the Thai, Jisoo's loud voice echoed throughout the hallway causing you to look back and widened your eyes when you saw Jisoo still in her prince uniform and Jennie tailing behind her with a... smirk? "Marry me," Jisoo yelled. You freezed up in your position and you could hear your friend, Lisa, who is behind you is trying to restrain her laugh. Everyone was staring at you, this time you could feel their stares were sharp and kind of serious. You were nervous, pretty nervous, and the fact that Lisa told you a while ago that you're jealous is not helping you at all. You? Jealous? Impossible. You don’t look at Jisoo that way. So why would you be jealous of Jisoo and Jennie?

You shake your head in response, earning a disappointed sigh from the students, but they just smile, because it was like every other time. Age 22 & 23 "Can you be my girlfriend?" Jisoo asked quietly, holding your hands together with hers, giving a light squeeze, and she seemed almost pleading while looking at you in the eyes. Jisoo finally confessed to you and you were quiet speechless. You always thought Jisoo was kidding every time she asked you for your hand in marriage and now, since she told you that she was serious all this time. You couldn't help, but to tear up. Feeling bad all of a sudden, because you thought she was kidding. All these years, you've been trying to avoid your feelings for the brunette. After all these years, you've been fooling and hurting yourself, because you thought she doesn't love you, but it turns out that she did, and it broke your heart. "I'm sorry," That was all you could say to her. You were sorry, not because you're going to reject her. You were sorry, because you didn't take her seriously. Jisoo has been hurting all these years and you didn't notice that. You felt your tears finally falling down, streaming down to your cheeks while you looked at Jisoo in the eyes, "I'm sorry..." You whispered while you tightly held her hands back. "It's okay, Chaeyoung. You don't have to force yourself on me. I won't ask for your hand anymore," She whispered, taking you to her embrace. You cried still while shaking your head, "Now don't cry please. It hurts me to see you cry." This time, you shake your head more harshly on her embrace. You pulled yourself away from her, looking deeply on her eyes. You could feel your heart ache at the sight, because Jisoo was silently crying too-- just like you. "I like you, Jisoo." You bravely said, but frowned afterwards, "No-- I don't like you. I love you!" You told her that as you stared on her face. You could see confusion mixing well with shock on her face, but you only smiled as you wiped your tears away, "You love me?" She whispered, unsure. You nodded at her, "I love you, Kim Jisoo." "Chaeyoung loves me?" She asked, this time, you see her face start to lit up from the happiness. You slowly nodded, you could feel your cheeks are heating up. "You love me!?" She asked, making you giggle at your place and nodded. "Oh my god," Jisoo gasped, her eyes wide as she looked at you. In a second, you could see Jisoo cried more, harder than before. You tried to make her stop crying by giving her an embrace and you could hear her sobs are getting louder instead of stopping. "I'm so happy..." You heard her. "I do." "I love you, Chaeyoung." "I love you too, Jisoo." "Marry me," You giggled, "Aren't we a little bit early for that?" Age 27 & 28 "Marry me?" Jisoo asked sincerely, focusing her eyes on yours. You looked at Jisoo, eyes wide open. You couldn't believe Jisoo just proposed, though she's been asking for your hand for years. You two were still in your undies, Jisoo is on her black lacy set undergarments while you are on your red lacy set undergarments in the bed room. Both of you just woke up from deep sleep and a wild night. It wasn't a perfect situation to ask for your hand, but you didn't really care. For you, what matters at this moment is that Jisoo proposed and you're finally able to give your answer to her. You bit your bottom lip, still staring at Jisoo, and when you felt something streaming down to your cheeks. You realized that you just cried just now. Jisoo was looking at you with worried eyes, but you didn't bother. You, instead smile as you cry, and this time, you finally nod. "Yes, I will marry you, Kim Jisoo."

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theydontknowaboutusimagines · 4 years ago

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This Christmas - A Harry Styles Christmas Series (Part 9)

Two life long friends. Secretly in love. Home for the holidays. Will they risk everything by telling the other how they feel? Or will they spend another year loving from afar?

Read these first Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Harry was fast asleep later the next morning, when someone came bursting through his bedroom door.

“Oi, wake up,” Gemma said, hitting her baby brother over the head with a pillow.

“The fuck?” He groaned, sitting up. “What are you doing here?”

“Gee, I was hoping for a warmer welcome than that,” she scoffed.

“Maybe there would have been if you didn’t just wack me over the head,” he said, throwing a pillow at her.

Gemma smirked, ducking out of the way and jumping onto the bed, “So, Mum told me you and Y/N have been getting pretty cozy these last few days.”

“I’m sure she has,” he mumbled.

“Yeah, the problem is you haven’t!” She scolded. “Here I am giving you advice to go shoot your shot and I’m the last to know it even worked.”

Harry looked up from his pillow at his sister, “Please. Never. Say that again.”

“I’m just using what all the cool kids are using these days,” she smirked.

“You’re not a cool kid, Gem. You never were,” he smirked.

“Fuck you,” she said, taking another pillow to his face.

“For fuck’s sake, will you stop,” he groaned, taking a pillow to her face.

“Remind me why I like having you two home again?” Anne smirked from the doorway.

“Because you love us,” Harry said.

“Only because I have to,” she said. “Anyway, Gem brought breakfast, it’s on the table.”

“Yeah, I figured it would be nice for Mum not to have to cook in her newly cleaned kitchen,” she said getting off the bed and following Anne down to the kitchen.

Harry groaned getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom. He washed his face and brushed his teeth before going down to the kitchen, where his Mum and sister were already having their breakfast.

“Where’s Y/N?” Harry asked, looking out towards the backyard.

“Oh, she’s working on her book,” Gemma said. “I told her, you’d bring her some breakfast out.”

“Did you now?” Harry raised an eyebrow.

“Well, I would have done it, but I figured you’d whine about no getting to see your girlfriend,” she joked.

“We’re not… she’s not my girlfriend… technically,” Harry sighed.

“Sooo, then what are you?” Gemma asked.

“They’re taking it slow, Gem. We don’t have to know every detail of their relationship,” Anne said, sipping on her tea.

Harry raised his eyebrow looking at his mother, “Excuse me? Pot meet kettle.”

“Oh hush!” She pointed at him. “I’m your mother, I have the right to ask questions.”

“And I’m his sister!” Gemma said.

“How about you’ll both find out when I find out,” he said grabbing two plates of food, “Gem it’s wonderful to see you, but I’m taking my breakfast with someone who doesn’t throw pillows at my head.”

“Again you deserved it,” she called out after him.

You were hard at work finishing yet another chapter in the last few hours. Your forehead wrinkled and your shoulders were on fire from your bad posture as you typed on your computer.

He caressed her face gazing into her eyes as if she was the only one in the room. A strand of her black hair had fallen into her face and he quickly pushed it out of the way.

“It appears we’re standing under the mistletoe,” he smirked.

“Well, then it’s only fair we keep up with tradition, right?” she smiled, closing the distance between them as she planted her lips against his.

He tasted of chocolate and peppermint, remnants of their shared hot chocolate only moments ago. Her hands found their way around his waist while his hands remained on the side of her chilled face.

“Want to head back to my place?” He whispered against her lips.

“Oooh,” Harry smirked over your shoulder causing you to jump up with a screech.

“What are you doing here?” You groaned, holding your chest. “And why are you reading over my shoulder.”

“Hey, I knocked on the door and said your name,” he defended. “You were completely zoned the fuck out, so I thought I’d see what had you so entranced.”

You rolled your eyes shutting your laptop and turning to face him, “Oooh is that breakfast sandwiches?”

“Yep. Gem brought them,” he said.

You quickly grabbed the bag of food and took out yours, shoving the bag back into his hands.

He laughed, “Why do I feel jealous over a breakfast sandwich right now?”

“Because you're needy,” you said with a mouthful.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” he laughed. “But anyway… so I have a very serious question for you.”

“Oh god, what now?” You laughed.

“Soooo…. The story,” he said, looking over to your laptop. “You’re about to write a sex scene aren’t you.”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” you joked.

“Yeah. That’s why I asked,” he laughed, taking a bite of his own sandwich.

“Yes,” you rolled your eyes. “They’re about to go to his place and have mind blowing, Happy Christmas, I love you sex.”

“Well, I’m thoroughly intrigued, now,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“You would be,” you said. “And no before you ask, you can’t read it. You weren’t even supposed to read what you just did!”

“Aw, come on, Y/N!” He groaned. “It’s so good!”

“You’ll read it when it’s ready,” you said. “And it won’t be ready if you keep distracting me.”

“Well excuse the shit out of me,” he said. “Next time you can get your own breakfast sandwich.”

“Awe,” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his shoulder. “You’re a good distraction though.”

“Let’s be honest, you’re only saying that because you want me to bring you breakfast sandwiches,” he said.

“Weelll, you’re not wrong,” you smirked.

Harry was in his room, messing around on his guitar, with an opened page in his journal. It had been a while since he had felt the urge to write a song, but since being with you, he’s found himself reaching for his journal to write. He was writing down a few lyrics when he felt someone standing in the doorway.

“Care to have a bit of a chat?” Gemma asked.

“Depends,” he said, putting his guitar down. “Are there going to be pillows involved?”

“Depends on if you’re being an ass,” she smirked.

Rolling his eyes he gestured for her to come in, “So, what shall we chat about?” He mocked.

“You and Y/N,” she said, bumping her shoulder into his.

“If you’re here for more details, I’m not going to tell you,” he said. “But I do have something to talk with you about.”

“Okay,” she said, turning to face him.

“Why didn’t you tell me Y/N came to one of my shows?” He sighed.

“Oh, she told you about that,” she winced.

“Yeah, she did,” he said. “I found that out the same night I found out she dated Graham.”

“Oh, you found out about that, too,” she sighed.

“You knew about that?” He asked.

“Y/N and I are friends, too,” she said.

“Is that why you lied to me?” He asked.

“I didn’t lie to you,” she said. “You didn’t know she was there.”

“Exactly!” He said. “And you knew I was with… why did you let her think…”

“Because I didn’t know your relationship was that serious,” she said. “The last I saw and heard from you was that you two were dating. That’s it. And I didn’t know Y/N was there for anything other than to reconcile with you. It was only after I saw the look on her face at seeing you that I realized everything.”

“Yet you didn’t feel the need to tell me?” He asked.

“What good would it have done? Would things have happened differently? Maybe. Would you have broken off your relationship? Like I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but honestly, Harry. What would you have done had I told you after the fact?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” he sighed.

“Exactly,” she said. “So, why even worry about something that you don’t even know what you would have done. The fact of the matter is, you and Y/N are figuring shit out now.”

He sighed, nodding running his hands through his hair.

“And I don’t know if she told you this, but the whole reason she was with Graham is because she ran into him a few days after your show,” she said. “He was there, he was comfortable, and she was trying to move on from you, but it obviously didn’t work because you’re it for her and she’s it for you.”

“Hold up, where are you going?” Harry asked, when you walked into the kitchen with your coat on.

“Oh, Gem didn’t tell you?” You asked. “Your Mum, Gem, and I are heading over to my Mum’s for a girl’s night.”

Harry scoffed, “And I’m just here to fend for myself.”

“You’re a grown man,” Gemma said, walking in on the conversation.

“A needy, grown man,” you clarified.

“Again you say it like it's a bad thing,” he said.

“Anyway, look on the bright side, you have the house to yourself for a few hours,” you smirked.

“This is very true, so when are you leaving exactly?” He asked.

“Now,” you said. “I’ll stop in to say goodnight when we get back, unless you’re snoring.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about that because I don’t snore,” he said.

“Yeah, you do,” you nodded.

“Anyway, sorry to break up this whole love fest thing, but Mum’s in the car already,” Gemma said.

“Okay,” you said. “I'll be there in a minute.”

Harry wrapped his arms around you, giving you a quick peck on the lips before saying goodbye. Once he made sure you were gone, he made his way out to the writing hut. He knew he shouldn’t be doing what he was about to do, but he had an idea that he needed help with.

The door was unlocked, so he opened it and went inside. Your laptop was still on the desk and he opened it up. Luckily, you left the last document opened and he scrolled up to exactly where he needed to be. He skimmed through what you had been working on that day, paying attention to details and making mental notes.

Now, it was time to start putting his plan into action.

What do you think Harry has up his sleeve?

Let me know your thoughts!

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the-bad-batch · 5 years ago

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Cissamione 😏😉

Yay!! 1. Who kissed the other first? Hermione. Narcissa is a woman who you chase. She teases, she flirts and eventually Hermione has enough. She surges forward and kisses the woman, shocking her. After that, Narcissa kisses her at every chance she gets.

2. What was their first fight about? Hermione and Narcissa's friends. Their friends are different. Narcissa's are like her, taught to be proper ladies of society and Hermione's are...Weasley's and Potter's mostly! Narcissa feels Hermione's friends look down on her, Hermione feels the same about hers. Eventually though, its resolved and they both agree to stick up for each other. Their love is worth more than their friends think.

3. Who sleeps in the couch more often? Hermione. Narcissa on the couch? I think not. Even when Narcissa's in the wrong, she sleeps in the bed. Hermione sleeps on the couch.

4. Who drinks coffee and who drinks tea? Hermione isn't allowed coffee after Narcissa found her on 10 cups shouting she can taste colours. Hermione sticks to decaffeinated tea and Narcissa likes her coffee black (Andy says like her soul and cackles)

5. Who goes grocery shopping more often? Narcissa surprisingly. If she leaves eat to Hermione they'll be stews for the rest of their lives. (They're easy she says) Sometimes a woman just wants Duck Confit.

6. Who brings breakfast in bed? Narcissa. Hermione works long hours at the ministry and she loves seeing her wake up with a beaming smile, excited because Narcissa has drawn smiley faces on her eggs. (She is weak for Hermione)

7. Who sleeps first? Narcissa. Hermione keeps her up reading occasionally. She moans but secretly she very much enjoys listening to Hermione hmm to herself.

8. Who watches the other sleeping? Narcissa. Sometimes she can't quite believe she was lucky to have a woman who loves so deeply and unconditionally return her feelings.

9. Who met the parents in law first? Hermione. In portrait form. It didn't go well. Narcissa set her parents portrait on fire the moment they called her partner a mudblood.

10. Who does the laundry? Neither. They hire a house elf to do their laundry, Winnie is in the union, she is paid handsomely and she loves her mistresses.

11. Who washes the dishes? Winnie. Narcissa's nails would be ruined. Hermione doesn't wash them properly, there is always sauce left on the plate (we have that in common)

12. Who clean up the house? Winnie & Narcissa. Hurricane Hermione leaves stuff EVERYWHERE.

13. Who washes the car? Hermione owns a red classic mini that Narcissa has been in once. She was terrified. Hermione has road rage. They don't talk about it. Not since Hermione was almost arrested for punching someone. Hermione washes the car.

14. Who brings take outs? Hermione. Narcissa pretends she doesn't like greasy pizza or chinese food. (She fucking loves it)

15. Who calls the other to ask if they want something from the street? Narcissa. Hermione loves to hear her say "Darling, I'm just in the bookstore do you have..."

16. Who’s more likely to make plans? Narcissa. Hermione always wakes up sunday thinking they have nothing to do. She is always wrong.

17. Who dreams about a big wedding? She doesn't admit it at first but Hermione. She longs for a Princess wedding but doesn't bring it up. Narcissa already had that wedding. Surely she wouldn't want another? Narcissa finds out from Andromeda who Hermione confides in. She plans her fiancee the best god damn princess wedding.

18. Who breaks the cups? Hermione. She's never been clumsy before but when Narcissa Granger-Black is pressing you against a counter. You tend to drop things.

19. Who holds the umbrella? Hermione. Narcissa always blushes and calls her the perfect Gentlewoman.

20. Who takes the other to the dance floor? Hermione. Narcissa is afraid at first that Hermione wouldn't want to make their relationship so public, shes the ex wife of a death eater. She's old enough to be her mum for merlins sake. Hermione notices. She takes her out to the dance floor and twirls her. She's not ashamed of her love.

21. Who does the big romantic gestures? Narcissa. She wants Hermione to know how much she loves her. Wants her to know that shes not afraid to shout it from the rooftops. Hermione makes her brave.

22. Who’s more likely to serenade? Hermione. She sings to Narcissa every chance she gets. Especially when making her coffee. Even though Hermione is banned from it.

23. Who forgets the wet towel in bed? Hermione. Narcissa has taken to picking it up from the bed and placing it Hermione's bag. Hermione is super embarrassed when she pulls it out in the middle of a meeting.

24. Who don’t pick up things when they fell? Hermione. Narcissa threatens to throw them away but she never does.

25. Who keeps losing the keys? Narcissa. She doesn't understand why she needs to lock the door. Is she not scary enough to keep thieves out anymore?

26. Who sings the rap part? Hermione. Narcissa laughs so much she almost pees herself.

27. Who pretends to be sad just so the other will cheer they up? Narcissa. Shes needy. Don't call her that though. She'll slap you so hard your grandchildren will feel it.

28. Who wakes up ready for a marathon? Hermione. Don't speak to Narcissa untils he's had her second coffee or Hermione has woken her up by sliding between her thighs..

29. Who buys them tickets for shows? Narcissa, she calls herself Hermione's sugar mommy to make her blush.

30. Who choose the movie? Hermione. Narcissa will never forget seeing Carol with her... or the sex they had afterwards.

31. Who says ‘I love you’ more often? Hermione. Narcissa has a habit of rolling her eyes. When she says it though, its always important and she tends to say it with her actions too.

32. Who keeps waving at people after they got engaged? Narcissa. She loves seeing peoples faces when she gets to say shes engaged to Hermione. Especially Molly Weasley.

33. Who uses the most ridiculous nicknames for the other? Narcissa. It amuses her greatly. She loves calling Hermione her little luscious lion.

34. Who’s responsible for date nights? Hermione, she loves to wine and dine her woman.

35. Who wakes up one day and decides to stay in bed? Narcissa. One day she decides Hermione has worked too hard. Shes taking a sick day, Narcissa is cancelling all her social outings, they're going to stay in bed, make love, watch romantic films, order greasy food and just enjoy each other. Thank you

#anon asks #Cissamione #Hermione x Narcissa

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gyromitra-esculenta · 4 years ago

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Something Ends, Something Begins chapter 6/7 - still ‘Bad Witcher AU’. The song at the end is Quedate Aqui from Desperado.

Warnings: none (unless you count friendly ribbing and name-calling, weasels (one particular weasel), some saucy wording, and erotic food. kind of.)

The table is set, the white cloth covering it embroidered with shapes of flowers and animals stitched in vibrant colors, each corner adorned by a form of a stag raising on its hind legs with its head bowed, ready to fall with the full weight of its body on a contender. Rabbits and foxes - not one alike any other found on the fabric - peek from behind the green grasses and the bushes full of red and black berries. The smell of burning fat and caramelized sugar grows stronger as Mojmira pours another cup of rowanberry wine on the roast.

Jack tries to slink by Lila unnoticed but she still catches him by his ear as he passes, the disapproving twist of her lips never budging from its place.

"It is your brother's hair-cutting, and you're shirking your responsibilities. Go, help your sister."

"Yes, mother," Jack answers. He reflexively massages his ear for a bit before approaching Mojmira, who gives up her place by the spit to him with hushed words that put blush on his cheeks. He swats at her, and she ducks away with a giggle and a poke of her elbow to his side.

Gabriel, well aware it is his turn to hear admonishments, brings his attention back to Lila and her stern gaze even if his eyes want to linger on Jack for a moment longer.

"Witcher," she acknowledges him with a curt nod, "did you find what you were looking for?"

Did he? Gabriel observes Jack turning the spit, his face and neck still reddish, focused ostensibly on his task, but the half-smile and the twist of his hips tell a whole other story. Lord Murders-A-Lot sits perched on his shoulder with its nose scrunching as it scents the air.

Further in the back, in the shade of a plum tree, Sombra, with the lute hanging off her shoulder, talks with Adan. He postures - does he bark up a wrong tree, for in this one a cat that cares not for the dogs sleeps - and futilely tries to stay his eyes from her barely fastened shirt.

"I found a thing I never knew to look for."

Lila nods again, the incline of her chin still sharp - but deeper - the rings in her hair tinkle against one another with the movement.

"Take good care of him, witcher. There might not be another one of my son's ilk left in this world."

"You knew?"

"The babe slept dead in my womb only to wake up." Lila twines her fingers together over her stomach. "When he opened his eyes, I saw a boy I'd seen once before, when my mother brought me along to the village's alderman to see about the tylwyth foundlings."

Gabriel remembers it, Jack's small arms wrapped around him, chin propped on his shoulder, and the woman, her rich brown hair freely slipping from behind her back as she leaned down to speak in a language he was yet to learn, with a girl child at her side holding nervously her flowing skirts. Soon after, they were both handed off to the witchers regardless of Jack's promises of the village taking in the cubs even as strange as Gabriel. In retrospection, Jack was the stranger one, with eyes too blue and the complexion that knew no sun. A changeling, if there ever was one.

"And will you give him up to me, just like that?"

Lila scoffs, her lips quirking up almost imperceptibly as she regards him silently, enjoying his jest.

"He isn't mine to give, witcher, no more than the wind swaying the wheat or the songbird's trill."

It is true Jack belongs only to himself - there is no power in the world to force him to do naught but what he wants as long as he is what he is - and it is this fickle nature Gabriel had once dreaded, for no reason other but his own concern.

"He isn't yours to give, but mine to take."

Lila smiles, her forehead bowed; under the lashes, her dark eyes seem so much older, like they'd seen the world turn whichever way one too many a time.

The eyes of a sorceress.

Gabriel glances to the forest. No wonder she and hers were spared from the scourings.

"Come, witcher, sit, for today is the time of revelry, and you are our honored guest," Lila directs him to the table with a motion of her hand, turning already as if she considers their chat finished. Gabriel nods. The contract has been fulfilled. The fate won't be denied.

Sombra slipping into place by his side disperses those thoughts.

"Melitele's nips, am I hungry," she mutters and stretches vicariously before she switches her attention from the table to him, fingers idly tracing the line of her collarbone. "You look younger."

"I feel older."

"You're just tired."

"I don't tire," Gabriel counters, but Sombra smirks and pats her chest above her heart.

"You're as stubborn as I am, but take it from someone with more experience than you, just let yourself feel, let him take care of you."

"Like Amelie had of you?" The bait is tempered by the name, one of the many small concessions Gabriel made over the years, and the lines of Sombra's face soften into a shy expression of contentment.

"Yes."

"Have you...?"

"He's been... most accommodating."

Gabriel merely nods, his attention stolen for a moment by the commotion Jack and Mojmira make, both laughing as they try to take the roast off the spit while struggling to keep it in one piece, broken up only by Lila showing up to help.

"How is she?" He acquiesces, finally.

"Better than ever." Sombra quietens, an unguarded smile flickers across her lips. "Thank you. For asking."

They spend minutes in shared silence, neither wanting to break the moment of understanding - the interruption comes from Wrenund's booming laughter from the inside of the house. The man himself appears in the doorframe shortly after, leading Nielub in front of him with his hand on the boy's shoulder; they're both dressed in festive linen shirts bleached impossibly white, with cuffs and collars embroidered with red thread in a simple pattern. Gabriel finds he can't not smile at the boy's almost unrestrained energy, his wide eyes shining with excitement while he struggles to act solemn even if the day is one of celebration.

"Should I be the good godmother,” Sombra whispers, “or the spurned sorceress?"

"The versemonger.”

"Ah, so be it." She braces her elbow on Gabriel's shoulder and leans against his side. They both watch Nielub sit on the prepared stool - his legs bounce up and down, and he grips the wood of the seat hard enough for the color to leave his fingers. Wernund looks to his wife, who now stands together with Mojmira a few steps away. She nods, and Adan brings forward a jug of water, Jack walks behind him with shears in his hands.

"Nielub, my son, today, you become a man." Wernund gently tilts the boy's head back. With barely a trickle of water, he soaks Nielub's hair through and slicks them to his head before exchanging the jug for the shears. The sound of metal grazing on metal and hair being cut fills the sudden silence even the birds don't dare to disrupt. In the fields, cicadas sing.

Each lock shorn, a piece of childhood shed for the new responsibilities. Wernund works with gravity and care - and when he's finished, and Jack retrieves the shears, he stands in front of his son, urging him to stand up too.

"Today, you leave your child name behind. It has served its purpose and protected you. From now on, you are Woj, and you will be as strong as your name, you will be strong for your family, and no evil will ever best you."

Nielub - now Woj - smiles wide and throws his hands around Wernund's waist in an exuberant hug.

Jack thrusts the shears at Adan while giving him a determined look; Adan accepts them, rolls his eyes at Jack's back as he retreats towards the table in a hurry. Lila and Mojmira both take their turn to hold Woj close for a fleeting moment, whisper secret silent words to him.

This time, Gabriel's medallion stirs under the cloth of his shirt, the movement barely perceptible, but it's there: a relief, grounding him in the feeling of reality, the last vestiges of doubt dissipating like tendrils of morning mist blown away by the noonday breeze. Sombra notices, too, her face lighting up with well-hidden interest, and her arm shifting against his side - until the short reverie is broken by Jack planting the whole roast on a wooden board in the middle of the table before he unceremoniously forces himself between them.

Living. Breathing. Moving not unlike a drop of quicksilver in a juggled vial.

"Away with your bony elbows, ungulate," Sombra chastises him as she makes space. "One could cut jewels on your hips."

"I'm still growing!"

"The wrong way around."

"The right way," Jack pouts. His arm sneaks around Gabriel's neck, palm hanging loosely over his shoulder, fingertips brushing against the fabric. Gabriel covers Jack's hand with his own, his thumb pressing slow circles into warm skin. "You just wait, I'll show you."

"Surely, I am scared out of my wits."

"Of course, you are, you third-rate lute-ruining bard. After all, I am me," Jack pulls her close with his other hand and presses a heartfelt kiss to her temple, at which she laughs, pushing him jokingly away.

"Piss off, ungulate," Sombra murmurs with no malice, "or I'll have you stuffed and mounted.”

"The horror. Just promise you won't be fucking anyone on my back, I've heard stories, you know."

"Melitele's holy teats!" Sombra moans, looking to the sky, and Jack, taking the advantage of her indignation, turns to Gabriel to sneak a quick chaste kiss to his lips.

Gabriel smiles against his mouth, the whispered 'later, little cub' coiling warmly behind his ribs even as Jack backs off slightly, eyes cast down but not really, not a shy or proper bone in his body, nor in the toothy grin languishing on his face.

"So, who's hungry?"

In an answer, Gabriel's stomach rumbles with anticipation.

"Shouldn't we wait...?"

But Jack is up and hunched over the table with the knife in his hand, fingers pressing down on the roast as he masterfully carves out thick slices of the meat bleeding sweet-smelling juices. Just in time, too, for the whole family to approach - Woj led to the seat of honor at the head of the table, Wernund at his right and Lila on his left - Adan and Mojmira bring the bread and the wine before settling down, her giggling and him merely rolling his eyes in kind. They scuffle for a moment under the table, Mojmira emerging with a triumphant smirk and Adan giving up with a pained hiss, his palms raised in an admission of defeat - yet he still gives Jack a knowing look before Lord Murders-A-Lot scurries up the tablecloth to chitter at him. Almost swatted away in return, the weasel runs into Jack's waiting palm, and then up the length of his arm, to perch on Jack's shoulder shortly before it settles pressed against his neck.

"You dare to raise a hand to my cherished retainer?" Jack mock-challenges Adan.

"'Tis a foul beast you entertain at your court," Adan plays along, eyes narrowed with a smirk. "Good the vatt'ghern has arrived to slay the bloodthirsty creature."

"Only if you have the coin, good sir, half upfront." Gabriel chuckles, and Jack collapses into a fit of giggles. Mojmira shushes them and pointedly looks to the head of the table.

Woj, with his father's guidance, picks a loaf of bread and breaks it in half. The first piece he offers to Wernund, the other to Lila; repeats until every guest at the table has their own piece of bread.

"I'm hungry!" He declares with unbidden enthusiasm - Adan toasts to it with his cup and a holler of 'hear, hear'. Gabriel hardly notices the meat making its way to his bowl in the sudden boom of liveliness - Jack and Sombra argue loudly over some insignificant trifle. Adan takes sides and Mojmira laughs unbidden before dishing out a scathing remark Sombra takes with no grace whatsoever, sputtering and tongue-tied for once - but that might be the doing of Mojmira’s bodice inconspicuously slipping lower.

Life goes on, regardless.

"Little cub," Jack draws his attention with a whisper, his eyes almost black in the most human way, cheeks flush with rowanberry wine as are his lips - a droplet of it in the corner of his mouth; Gabriel wonders if it would be sweeter if tasted in a kiss, almost succumbs. Jack presses a cut morsel into his mouth; fingers brush against his teeth and tongue, slip out and trace his jaw, stop at his neck, press on the pulse of his heart in a deliberate caress. "Eat. And drink. You are a guest at my feast, too, cub."

Gabriel chews on the meat, slowly. The roast is surprisingly succulent, meat aged even if the game was caught yesterday, with a hint of bitterness broken by the juices, and chased by the tang of the wine.

"Good," Jack murmurs and offers another bite with his fingers.

The conversations flow around them as if no-one takes notice, Jack's eyes imperceptibly darker - a shadow clinging to his irises - his smile light and possessive, like nature reclaiming the once carved out of it domicile, embracing it back after the time of long separation. Which is, probably, the truth of it, on some level of an abstract interpretation. Gabriel does not mind, for it is the way Jack is and loves - and he wouldn't have it any other way, not since the moment he had asked a god to step out of his forest domain, foolish as he was then.

Banishing the traitorous doubting thoughts, he settles into the quiet comfort of being cared for, unfamiliar and foreign after being denied it for years. They will be back, he knows, the whispers of disbelief questioning his own sanity - but for now, Jack straddles his lap. And the wine Gabriel was right about. It is sweeter when drunk from the offered lips, the taste of it mingling with the living chaos.

Before she disappears from their side, Sombra glances fondly at him over Jack's shoulder. A shape of a magic-wrought creature hovers above her stretched-out palm. The light weaves into a dragonlike form that takes flight as soon as it's finished - joined soon by others of its ilk in a slow dance.

Woj chases after the illusions with laughter, enchanted both by the show and the wine flushing his face with a blush. Sombra smiles as she joins him in the play. A moment later, horseback knights woven with magic enter the fray.

Jack untangles his fingers from Gabriel's hair and slips into space she's left behind - his palm still rests on Gabriel's thigh, light and warm - and rejoins the conversation as if he's never abandoned it. Gabriel lets it flow around him, sipping on his drink. The sun starts to dip and the boy, tired out by the playtime, naps with his head on his mother's breast. Jack gives up his seat to Sombra and her lute, a fleeting touch sliding down Gabriel's back before he leaves.

Mojmira and Adan light the torches, Jack brings cold fish in a still crisp batter and, somehow, more of the wine. Gabriel wonders if Lila brews that much of it - or is it only for the festivities - or maybe there is an else thing afoot, and if Sombra might glean the secret to it.

The first notes of the lute sound over the cicada song that grows steadily in volume.

Jack unceremoniously deposits himself sideways in Gabriel's lap, with a full cup in his hand he tosses off as soon as Gabriel puts an arm around his waist to keep him stable and in place.

"I do think, the day calls for the most splendid songs," Sombra strikes a chord, a devilish smirk on her lips, and Jack almost lunges at her with a squawk - if not for Gabriel's grip over his stomach.

"Don't you dare, witch!" Jack sputters.

"Oh, but I do dare, ungulate, it’s the least you deserve!"

She continues the melody in spite of Jack spitting and hissing like a cat at a witcher. Gabriel chuckles over the comparison before he presses another cup into Jack's palm and feels him capitulate in time for Sombra to start the song not fit for any place other than a tavern, or a brothel.

"Please, just kill me," Jack whines with his face buried in the crook of Gabriel's neck when everyone at the table seems to know some semblance of the words that go with the tune, snorts angrily at the final chorus of 'Jack the Stag, he's never going to leave a lass unsatisfied'. "I demand reparations, for my slandered reputation."

"If you, maybe, had a reputation first, to slander," Sombra waves him off before starting on another song.

"See, the next time? I'll leave you hanging up there in some tree, just so you know, so you can reap what you sow."

"Cry me a river, ungulate."

Hiding under Gabriel's chin and with his fingers kneading into Gabriel's sides, Jack whines about ungrateful traitorous witches - it's all too familiar, as if nothing has ever broken this idyll up - and for this, Gabriel is thankful.

Soon, Lila retires, with Woj barely conscious in her arms mumbling sleepily as she carries him into the house, and Wernund follows, leaving the night to the youth, as he says, his old bones needing their full night's rest.

Sombra switches up her repertoire for an even raunchier one, perfectly happy to just entertain them all with a song between the sips of the wine Jack, despite his words, feeds to her to keep her throat wet. Her eyes follow Mojmira's silhouette with unbidden appreciation when she leaves - and then with pure adoration when she comes back with two more pitchers.

Somehow, Adan and Jack get into a drinking contest, each trying to drink the other one under the table in the shortest time possible, and, inexplicably, Gabriel finds his cup always full when he brings it to his lips, even after Jack bumps into it with his elbow and spills all. The effect is not a too-long wait away, Aden lies braced on the table, with his head buried in his arms, half-awake and clutching at the empty earthen jug.

"And don't ask me if I love you, don't you worry about what I think," Sombra hits low mournful notes on her lute.

Jack slips off his lap and Gabriel snatches his hand before he has a sliver of a chance to disappear; Jack meets his eyes with a demure look and fingers wrapping around Gabriel's own wrist as he pulls him off the bench.

"Just know I'm yours in my own way," Sombra sings. And Gabriel knows he's a sacrificial lamb led to its slaughter under the full moon - led past the dying torches - past the threshold of the barn he steps over out of his own unprompted volition. "But when I want to be your dream, I won't be satisfied with just your kisses."

#sometimes I write #r76 #reaper76 #totallynotwitcher!au #murder-deer

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jeontaeh · 4 years ago

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ONE¹

SPACE VOYAGE | VKOOK [LARRYVGL]

When 7 boys who barely know each other get stuck in a spaceship hurling through the galaxy for 6 months, things are bound to get messy

✫ ✬ ✭ ✬ ✫

Year 3418

"Oh yeah- oh yeah baby- keep going, aahh-" Jungkook moaned out, banging his fist against the steel wall of the storage closet while his head tipped back, eyes closed.

He felt warm lips around his cock, swirling a tongue around his length. Jungkook's cherry red hair fell into his eyes as he bucked his hips in a little, smirking.

"Yeah? Like that? Such a good girl for me," Jungkook smirked, as the girl sitting on her knees continued sucking him off.

The girl placed her hand on Jungkook's trousers- his stupid tight yet stretchy red pants he had to wear in this place. Jungkook bit his lip as he came into the girl's mouth, and she pulled off with a pop, making a slightly disgusted face.

"Wasn't that bad." Jungkook said, and the girl smiled back. "Sure wasn't, Jungkook." She whispered, and then Jungkook grabbed her waist and kissed her neck, and then reached for the door of the supply closet.

The girl scoffed. "Well? Aren't you going to get me off?" The girl snapped, and Jungkook sighed.

"Maybe next time." Jungkook winked at the orange haired girl, who looked pissed off as Jungkook walked out of the supply closet.

The supply closet was in the corner of the campus. The campus of University of Space Technology and Exploration. Jungkook was in his red clothes, a tight red shirt with a badge of the school's name on it, and tight red pants to match. Many people around, all holding their tablets while walking around with friends.

The university was in one of the Moons of planet Scora VZ2. See, many many years ago- the earth overpopulated and, like, everyone died.

However, scientists found various other galaxies and smaller planets for humans to reside in. Of course, the aliens were one thing (and perhaps we can just skip over the colonisation as it was FRIENDLY) but the food and oxygen and gravitational levels were normal, like in Earth.

This University was known to be one of the best. It brings out the best Galactic Navy in the galaxy. Not to mention, their planet is connected to all the other ones, having higher technology and better advancements than the 3rd world planets.

So, easy to say, Jungkook knew just being in this University meant he'd get an easy job. See, this University has four branches you can study.

MEDICAL. Medical students learn how to aid those during space outings and give medicine to those in need. They wear blue uniforms.

COMMUNICATIONS. Now, the students learning Communications usually know more languages than just the Earth tongue. They can contact other planets and aliens and know how to spot life sources in various planets and how to communicate to them. They wear green uniforms.

ENGINEERING. Engineering students know everything about spaceships. They either built the structure or the mechanics of it. Very vital to be on board a spaceship. They wear yellow uniforms.

And lastly, SPACE EXPLORATION. These guys know the ins and outs of how to explore, navigate, find life sources and interact with them. How to find if a planet is habitable or not. How to find if a planet has resources or not. They wear red uniforms.

So yeah, Jungkook studied Space Exploration. He was only in his first year, but honestly- it's not that hard. All they need to do is NOT die.

Okay, so it's VERY hard and Jungkook has, like, a 63% survival rate when he does his job. But that's not that bad, right???

"Yugyeom!" Jungkook called, seeing his brunette friend in the green uniform talking to some girl. The girl Yugyeom was talking to was giggling, until she saw Jungkook and her cheeks turned red.

"H-hi Jungkook." She said, and Jungkook just gave her a little smirk. Yugyeom turned to Jungkook, and groaned.

"Will you fuck off?" Yugyeom snapped, and Jungkook started laughing. He slung his arm around Yugyeom's shoulder, waving the girl goodbye and walking away with him.

"Anyways- you all ready for the big exam?" Jungkook asked, and Yugyeom sighed.

"Fell asleep during the practice class. Not at all. So much shit could go wrong. Dude- I'm not even completely fluent in Marsian. I'm so failing this." Yugyeom mumbled, and Jungkook snickered.

"Eh. I'll just have to manage the controls and yell 'Aliens! Ah!' and it'll be all fine." Jungkook said, and Yugyeom rolled his eyes.

"Anyways. Saw that chick you were hooking up with walk out looking pissed. Doesn't she have a boyfriend?" Yugyeom asked, and Jungkook snickered.

"Dude- has that ever stopped me before?" Jungkook asked, and Yugyeom sighed again. "Fair enough."

Jungkook laughed at his comment, but then bumped into someone, like head first bumped into someone.

Jungkook fell back a little and then looked up and saw a guy with silver hair and dark grey eyes who he bumped into. He was also in a red uniform.

"Watch it!" Jungkook snapped, and the guy just gave Jungkook an annoyed look and kept walking, some guy beside him.

"You watch it, red." The guy snapped back, and Jungkook rolled his eyes and kept walking with Yugyeom.

✭

"Watch it!" Some dude with bright pink-red hair in a red uniform snapped, and Taehyung just gave him an annoyed look.

"You watch it, red." Taehyung snapped back, seeing as the boy rolled his eyes and continued walking. The boy beside Taehyung huffed.

"Nice comeback."

"Shut up, Bambam." Taehyung mumbled.

"Relax. You're in space exploration. You have the easiest job. It's just a fake test." Bambam said, and Taehyung scoffed.

"Relax? You want me to relax?! They'll put us in a fake spaceship with six other strangers I don't know and we'll have to figure that shit out! I've been pulling all nighters for two weeks studying over this." Taehyung said, and Bambam raised an eyebrow.

"No you haven't."

"Okay, I haven't. But still! I stayed up till like, 11. And you know if I do shit my dad will kill me." Taehyung said, and Bambam just rolled his eyes.

"You're gonna ace this, Tae. Now come on- let's go get some food." Bambam said, and Taehyung nodded- and then accidentally bumped into someone.

"Ah shit- sorry," Taehyung said, and saw a boy with pink hair and glittery eyes dressed in green, who just nodded and walked away, his eyes looking a bit teary.

✭

"Ah shit- sorry," A boy with silver hair said, and Jimin just sniffled like a loser and nodded and rushed away instantly.

Don't cry Don't cry Don't cry- Jimin chanted in his mind, biting down on his lip as he walked in a fast pace, walking towards an orange haired girl who was standing nearby a water fountain.

"H-hi Lisa." Jimin squeaked, and the orange haired girl turned around, and Jimin instantly noticed how her hair was a bit disheveled and her lips were plump and redder than usual.

"Oh. Hey Jimin." Lisa said, almost looking a little.. annoyed? Jimin was confused, but he just gave her a smile, and took her hand in his.

"Hey.. listen- I know I've been so busy this last week stressing over this stupid exam. I didn't, I-"

"You didn't mean to tell me you rather study than spend time with me?" Lisa snapped, and Jimin gulped.

"I-"

"Just- ugh, fuck off Jimin." Lisa mumbled, and Jimin frowned to himself- but then just grabbed Lisa's arm again.

"Hey, I'm-I'm your boyfriend. Just talk to me-"

"Shut up, Park!" Lisa snapped, and Jimin stilled. "And stop touching me, it's fucking annoying. Why don't you just go study, since that's all you do?" Lisa grumbled, pulling her hand back.

Jimin felt like crying, and ohmygod he felt like such a pussy. "I-I-"

"I said Go. Away." Lisa growled- and Jimin nodded- feeling ever more angry with himself at how he flinched when she raised her voice.

"Yes girl! You show him! Girl powerrr," One of Lisa's friends giggled, and Jimin just turned around and walked away quickly- tears gathering in his eyes again.

She's just standing up for herself, Jimin. It's nothing. Respect her, Jimin told himself, feeling his eyes watery as he walked past some black haired guy, accidentally bumping shoulders with him- but not bothering to reply.

✭

"So then I said- you're not my mom! Turns out, it was a guy from the planet Fuurus dressed like my mom! I swear those goddamn aliens-" Jin started, and then felt a shoulder bump against his.

He turned and saw a pink haired boy walking away really fast, and just hummed and turned back towards his friends. His friends all laughed- and Jin just grinned.

"God Jin- you're so fucking funny." One girl said, and some other guys nodded in agreement. Jin nodded. "I know. Anyways, bye- I need to go study." Jin said quickly, and then rushed away.

"You're seriously going to study? Mr. Popular Kid is actually going to study?" A voice asked, and Jin turned towards Mark and rolled his eyes.

"Not all of us are geniuses, Mark. Learning medicine is hard, okay?" Jin said, and Mark scoffed. "You called yourself a genius every day!"

"That's true. Anyways- did you hear that weird nerdy guy's trying to be Captain? I overheard him talking to some dweeb outside the academy. No one this young can be captain." Jin snickered, and Mark laughed.

Namjoon, walking past Jin- and also overhearing everything he said- just sighed, ducking his head and walked faster. He knows he's young and he knows he's not 'mature enough' to be captain- but he knows he can be! So what if he's young! So what if he's... technically studying Engineering and isn't supposed to 'technically' run for Captain for another two years. He'll show 'em.

Anyways, for now- he needs to go study for that goddamn exam.

"What exam is everyone talking about, exactly?" Yoongi asked his friend, who scoffed.

"Dude, seriously? You need to stop drinking that weird alien alcohol stuff." Jaebum said, and Yoongi- having a flask tightened in his hand- just hummed and tipped the flask back between his lips, alcohol smoothening down his throat.

"Eh, whatever. You don't wanna see me sober, Jaebum." Yoongi said, and Jaebum sighed- because truly, he doesn't.

"Well, it's the exam everyone has to take. You get put in a group with six other students chosen at random, and you're put into a made up spaceship for an hour or two. They give us simulated problems and shit we need to face- and it'll show how 'worthy' we are of being in the Galactic Navy or whatever." Jaebum said, and Yoongi sighed, smoothening his green fabric down with his hand.

"Awesome. I get to scream in alien language for an hour. Honestly fuck this. Let's go get high." Yoongi said, and Jaebum laughed.

"Before the exam? Yeah, no. Not happening."

"Oh come on! We always got high before exams- how is this any different?" Yoongi said, and Jaebum pursed his lips.

"It's the official exam that shows our worth as something we've been studying for a year or four, Yoongi. For once, just be sober and do this properly." Jaebum said, and Yoongi just rolled his eyes, walking back from him.

"You do you, JB. I'm gonna go snort a line of co-"

Yoongi bumped into someone- and then turned around, a little annoyed. He saw a boy with orange hair, dressed in his yellow uniform- eyes big.

"Woah there. Watch where you're going." The guy chuckled, a warmth in his voice as he gripped Yoongi's side to save him from falling.

Yoongi gulped and nodded dumbly- seeing the boy just grin at him and then walk away- disappearing into the group of people.

"You okay?" Jaebum asked, and Yoongi cleared his throat.

"Yeah. Yeah! Just- um. Blanked out for a second there." Yoongi mumbled, and then turned around and took another swig of his flask.

Hoseok grinned at the black haired pale boy with eyes a little doey, and then turned around and kept walking- assuming he's never going to see him again.

"Dude- the list is out!" Jackson said- grabbing Hoseok's arm. "What list?"

"The list of people who we're working with for the exam tomorrow. The timings of when we have to go and everything. They sent it to us on our tablets. Just check." Jackson said- and Hoseok nodded.

He took out the little tablet, clicking on it and opening up the notifications to see the EXAM SCHEDULE. He saw all the lists, all with seven people in it. He scrolled down and down all the lists of names and groups and frowned.

"What the fuck?" Hoseok mumbled to himself- and then kept scrolling, until he reached the ast list.

GROUP : 103

TIMING: 7 pm - 8:30 pm

NAMES:

Kim Namjoon

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

Hoseok groaned, looking at Jackson. "Are you kidding me? I'm in the last group!"

Yoongi scoffed, sitting with his back to a wall as he saw the tablet. "I'm in the 103rd group to go! The groups in the end always do shit." Yoongi mumbled.

Jin let out a yell, throwing his tablet onto his bed. "Man! I'll miss dinner because of this goddamn exam." Jin said, and Mark laughed, sitting on his bed in their dorm.

Jimin was crouched on his bed, and then sighed when he looked at the tablet. "..I don't know any of them." Jimin mumbled to himself.

Taehyung laughed sarcastically, throwing his tablet at Bambam. "This couldn't be any fucking better! I'm the last group to go! At night! With a bunch of guys I've never met! Fucking great." Taehyung groaned, and then kicked the wall.

Jungkook looked at his tablet, and then turned it off and placed it back on the table. "Eh- it's not like I give a shit anyway." Jungkook snickered to Yugyeom, who just rolled his eyes.

Namjoon huffed, placing the tablet onto his table in the library, placing his head in his hands. "I'm in a group with a bunch of idiots."

Little did they know all the shit that this stupid exam would bring. These bunch of idiots were fucked.

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nobody-wants-ice-cream · 5 years ago

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Everything Wrong With The Umbrella Academy. Episode 1, We Only See Each Other At Weddings and Funerals.

Some context before the cut: This is all in good fun! I wanted to do a really nitpicky re-watch of the series and found some really cool and interesting things I didn’t notice before. This is meant to have a Cinema Sins-esque tone. However, I did take off a lot more sins than Cinema Sins would have because I do genuinely like the series and the people that made it possible. So all of the good things got one sin off and all the bad things got one sin added. This is a really long post, so grab some popcorn. If there’s anything that I missed, feel free to add it!

We Only See Each Other At Weddings And Funerals

The story opens with a random scene. I know why this is important now, but for a first time viewer this is a strange Russian show with no subtitles. Sin for the fact that this opening scene could drive away audiences when they could have opened with Pogo’s monologue or the sudden birth scene. +1

Sudden birth. I know that this is what starts the whole series, but not once do these assholes discuss the implications of sudden birth. That shit is traumatic and must have induced a lot of trauma in the mothers. Sinning for trauma. +1

The russian ladies all help this poor girl. Teamwork and togetherness gets a sin off. -1

How did they get her swimsuit off enough for her to give birth without just taking the whole thing off? Did one woman happen to have a pair of scissors on her so they could cut the crotch? Because one piece suits are not that flexible downstairs. They didn’t take it off her, it’s still covering her. Sinning for lack of realism or explanation. +1

This narration should have happened much sooner. +1

Buying children. Literally buying children. And he gets seven so he buys them wholesale. Seven sins because Sir Reginald Hargreeves is a dick that bought seven children. +7

One sin off for the soundtrack now. All the songs used in this show are bops! -1

Ellen Page starts playing the Lindsey Stirling Phantom of the Opera piece on the lowest string when the piece starts on a high note. One sin for lack of musicality. +1

Minus one sin for Ellen Page’s vibrato. Not many people pretending to play the violin get that so accurate. That or this was the talented body double. Either way one sin off for musicality. -1

“Please send more food” Reginald Hargreeves is a dick to his adopted children. He didn’t feed Luther enough, so who knows what he did to the ones he didn’t like as much. +7

Also, Luther has presumably spent four years in this base on the moon. Did he hit his head every morning? You would think that he would learn to duck. +1

One sin off for the moon plant. -1

I’m taking 10 sins off for the special effects of this entire series. -10

That car transition between Diego’s and Allison’s entrances was out of place. I know it’s meant to show that Allison is far away from the action. But did we really need that? It’s not shown when transitioning from the red carpet to Klaus in rehab. +1

What is keeping the lawnchair that Luther has on the moon down? It looks lightweight. Does he have it nailed to the moon? Is there now a lawnchair on the moon forever? +1

Tom Hopper is an excellent actor. He nailed the “just got the news that my father is dead” without saying a single word. -1

Diego doesn’t bother to untie the family he saves. He caused property damage and severely injured the thugs that broke in. No wonder Patch has a problem with him being a vigilante. +1

“Allison, will you wear Valentino to the funeral” +1

One sin off because Robert Sheehan has already won my heart as Klaus and he hasn’t said a single word yet. And for the little jig he does when he gets the drugs. Interesting choice, but I like it. I could be biased because I’ve watched the series already, but I don’t care. One sin off for Robert Sheehan. -1

Why was Vanya allowed to be playing to this empty theatre with spotlights on her? Does she have an arrangement with maintenance? Is that why the orchestra isn’t set up? +1

One sin off for the Hargreeves mansion. The set designers did an amazing job.-1

Creepy shrine portrait of Five is creepy and somehow manages to not look like Aidan Gallager. This could be a stylistic choice to show that Reggie didn’t care about Five, in which case, another sin for child abuse. +1

Creepy statue of Ben is creepy. And it doesn’t look like Justin Min or Ethan Hwang. Who is this statue honoring? +1

It has been stated that Ben’s death broke up the academy. Yet, the other four assholes stuck around for one more portrait after his death? +1

Vanya doesn’t close the doors behind her when she walks into the mansion. +1

Diego’s outfit is central to introducing his character. However, it is dumb as hell and he probably stabbed himself with the knives in the harness multiple times. Especially the ones on his back. +1

Diego is a dick to Vanya at their father's funeral. I know Reggie was a jackass, but Jesus Christ, Diego. Have some tact. I know this is meant to show that Diego doesn’t have any tact, but this is such a severe line. +1

In the first shot of Reggie’s bedroom there are 6 freaking lamps. What is he, Bella Swan? And later, there are three more. +1

David Castaneda really brings Diego to life with his interaction with Luther in Reggie's bedroom. -1

I know I already took sins off for the special effects, but Pogo deserves another two off. Special Effects team, you did good. -2

“How long has it been since Five dissapered” is the most obvious bit of exposition/foreshadowing. To the point where it reads lazy. Another option would be Vanya asking “How long has it been since” and trailing off from there. Pogo knows what happened. This is a crucial reveal, let the audience wait for it a bit. +1

One sin off for Vanya being a good sister to Five. Fluffernutter sandwiches and leaving the lights on is heartwarming. -1

Props to these child actors for being able to portray the way Reggie treats them and how that affects their emotions in the scene where they wanted to say goodnight to Reggie. -1

However, Reginald Hargreeves is a dick to his adopted children. I will keep sinning this. +7

After Reggie shuns and ignores his children, Luther’s hand on Ben’s shoulder is a subtle way to show that Luther and Ben were sort of close, which is what an excerpt from Vanya’s book implies in the comics. Good job directors or actors for making that choice! -1

Robert Sheehan in the office scene. This is where we meet Klaus as an audience for the first time with dialogue, and he fucking nails it. -1

“Thank God he’s not our real father so we couldn’t inherit those cold dead eyes! Ahh! Number Threee-” The delivery on that line is excellent. -1

Klaus’s dangly necklace that looks kind of like dog tags foreshadowing the real dog tags he wears later on in the show. -1

No way in hell Klaus’s skimpy outfit provided enough concealment for that massive box. In fact, in the shots we do see of his back, we should have seen the outline of the box. +1

Sir Reginald Hargreeves is as obsessed with lamps as he is with collecting children. His office is full of them! +1

“Do you think he wears that thing in the bathroom” “Like in the shower” “Yes, absolutely” Allison and Luther have some good interactions. This is where they really act like siblings making fun of another sibling. -1

A woman who told bedtime stories to her kid about her uncle on the moon forgets that said uncle has been on the moon and judges him when he doesn’t know about her divorce.+1

“Rumor thing” Way to be specific, Luther. +1

Allison’s expression at the family meeting when she takes a sip of her drink. Emmy Raver-Lampman is what makes this character likeable. -1

Reginald Hargreeves was a dick to his children. The whole favorite spot thing? Yeah that. Golden child abuse victim. +7

Sir Reginald playing tennis with Hitler line. -1

Luther accuses his siblings of killing their father. Have some tact man, not at the funeral. This makes sense for the character and his circumstances, but I am still sinning it because Luther doesn’t think he did anything wrong. +1

I feel kind of bad for Luther after his siblings leave the room. Great acting on Tom Hopper’s part. -1

How did Allison get into the bank? +1

Luther straight up throws this man out of a building! That guy is 100% dead. And then he admonishes Five for being a killer later! +1

“Guns are for sissies, real men throw knives!” is a line that would only be spoken by a twelve year old that has never faced the judgement of people he isn’t related to. Also, Diego practiced this line in front of a mirror. +1

But that throw was badass, so... -1

Also, how did Klaus, Diego, Five, and Ben get into the bank as well? We only see Luther enter. And presumably Five teleported in. So were the rest already in there? +1

Five manages to jump faster than a bullet here, but in episode two he’s a lot slower when jumping from one side of the table to the other. You could make the argument that the table is in the way, but there was a human being and a bullet in the way here. +1

“Woah! That’s one badass stapler!” This is the first sin off because Aidan Gallagher can act, and it will not be the last. For all his grumpy 58 year old man, he also manages to shine while playing a young version of said grumpy 58 year old man. You would think that one or the other would be a little weak, but no he nails both performances. -1

But, how did Five switch the gun and the stapler? And why do we never see him do this again with more useful items like a briefcase or one of the machine guns used by the local commission hires? Can he only switch items with a similar mass? How does this power work? +1

Luther is the one that tells Ben that there's more guys in the vault to kill. Not Klaus who could have been like “a ghost said there's more guys in the vault”. What exactly did Klaus do on missions? He isn’t shown helping the hostages or fighting in any way. +1

“I didn’t sign up for this.” yeah Ben, like it’s a summer camp and not your abusive father buying you as an infant and then forcing you to kill people. +1

Kenny’s mom appearance. Also, the woman mixes leopard print leggings, a black dress, a square pattern cardigan, and a hat with stripes and a pom-pom. +1

“Can we go home now” Ethan Hwang had great delivery on that line. -1

Sir Reginald Hargreeves is a dick to his children. He forces 6 of them to kill, and then makes it seem like it’s all fun and games to the one he isolates. +7

When did they get coats and scarves? Did Reggie bring them coats and scarves while coming down to address the crowd? +1

Also, Reggie was on the roof of a different building with vanya! What did the kids do while they were waiting for him? Stand around and look pretty? Not likely, Ben was covered in blood. +1

Also, when did Ben have time to clean up? He is significantly less bloody in the scene where Reggie talks to the press. Yet his mask, uniform, and a bit of his jaw still have blood. This suggests he had time to wipe down. What kind of magic wipes are these that soak up and remove blood quickly and where can I get them? +1

The way the children wear their scarves show their personality. Luther has it done properly, Diego has his flapping around, Allison and Klaus have tied it fashionably, Five has it done well, but not as proper, and Ben has it done like Luthers. Well done costume people or actors who made that character choice. -1

The entire scene when Klaus attempts to summon Reggie from the afterlife. -4

I forgot that Klaus actually calls him Reggie in this scene. I thought it was just a fandom thing lmao. -1

How did Klaus clean up the ashes without leaving evidence on the bar? Did he vacuum it? +1

The cutesy fighting posters are a great set design choice. -1

Allison had her trauma tattoo refreshed at some point. It’s faded on Klaus, but on her it’s perfectly visible and stark. I’m sinning because they don’t show or tell why Allison might want to do this. +1

Also, that guitar Klaus was cuddling in a later scene, was just in the kitchen for some reason. Why? +1

Five and Ben are not part of the I Think We’re Alone Now dance party. I know it’s for plot, but come on! They don’t even have another dance party later to make up for this. +1

Diego and Vanya totally saw each other when Diego went to close the door between the foyer and the living area. +1

Luther and Vanya’s dance moves. No hate on either though because I dance like them if it isn’t swing or any other partnered dance +1

Diego, Klaus, and Allison’s dance moves. -1

Also, the song is heard all the way in the kitchen. There is no soundproofing in this mansion. +1

Luther punching down the airplane is funny. -1

David Castaneda doing those amazing dance moves in character. -1

Oh hello Five. Nice of you to show up and kickstart the plot into being something other than washed up superheroes are really sad and abused. +1

“Daddy!” -1

Why were Five’s powers affecting random objects? +1

Klaus is the only one with self preservation. “I vote for running” +1

“Does anyone else see little Number Five, or is that just me” is a great line because Klaus can see the dead. However, the dead don’t show up in massive portals, otherwise something like that would have happened when we see Dave in The Day That Wasn’t. +1

Five asks for an exact date and then Vanya gives him “the 24th” real specific, Vanya +1

Five doesn’t close the fridge properly because that doesn’t matter in the apocalypse -1

“In the end I had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time” “That makes no sense” “well it would if you were smarter” the mark of someone being smart is being able to explain concepts like this in layman's terms. If Five were as smart as he said he was, then he could have been able to come up with an analogy. That or the showmakers have no clue what they’re talking about and wrote a bunch of science-y bullshit to make Five sound smart. +1

Diego was ready to throw hands with Five, someone who looks thirteen and was thirteen until Five explained otherwise. +1

“Dolores kept saying the equations were off” so in other words, Five knew that his equations were off, but he still risked it. +1

But also, Five knew his equations were off, but he was so desperate to see his family that he risked it anyway. -1

Nations Gazette paper has articles that look like they’re actually about the headline. -1

“What part of the future do you not understand.” -1

Aidan Gallagher’s delivery in that scene really set the tone for his character. Impressive. -1

Five decides to dress in the full on school boy getup. Complete with the tie and the blazer when those items aren’t necessary. +1

Aidan Gallagher and Ellen Page are two kick ass actors. They play off each other surprisingly well. -1

“You mean like what happened to Ben” “Was it bad?” What happened to Ben? This remains a sin until they explain it. +1

“May the darkness within you find peace in the light” that sounds really bad. What a horrible thing to have on your statue. +1

Jordan Claire Robbins’s performance of Grace -1

Luther and Diego are so emo that they don't need umbrellas. You’re in The Umbrella Academy! This had to be a personal choice to not carry one. +1

Klaus’s face when Luther dumps out the ashes. -1

The camera cuts to Five when Diego says that Mom gave them actual names. -1

The fight between Luther and Diego is stupid. +1

Klaus and Five fight over who is going to protect who. +1

“Stop it!” “Hit him! Hit him!” -1

The detail on Ben’s statue. It shows his toe and knee have been touched many times by people who presumably miss him and love him. -1

Luther punches Ben’s statue in the crotch, which makes Klaus’s face 10x funnier once you remember that Ben was probably there too. -1

Luther punches Ben’s statue in the crotch and beheads it, suggesting that Luther had something to do with Ben’s death. -1

Luther punches Ben’s statue in the crotch. +1

Klaus puts his cigarette out in reggie’s ashes. -1

Reggie narration +1

Reggie is a dick to his kids +7

The stupid, bright green jumpsuits +6

What is the point of this exercise? How does running up the stairs make them better heroes? +1

Young Diego either practiced “That’s not fair, Five’s cheating” or his stutter is only there when the plot calls for it. +1

Child Abuse tattoos +12

The fact that Vanya feels left out because she didn’t get a child abuse tattoo. Reggie, you fucked up these kids real bad. +2

We think that Reggie is comforting Luther after he got a child abuse tattoo, but no, he’s actually just attaching monitors to his head. +1

Reginald Hargreeves likes to watch young children sleep. +7

Vanya foreshadowing. Her monitor showing more activity then the cut to her taking one of the pills is brilliant. -1

Vanya still doesn’t close the academy door behind her when she leaves. +1

“An entire square block, 42 bedrooms 19 bathrooms” Five are you a real-estate agent now? +1

“Dad hated children too, but he had plenty of us!” Klaus would be excellent at cinema sins. Seven more for child abuse +7

What are the rules to Five’s jumps? We only really see him jump to places he can see unless he is time traveling or in the instance where he jumps to the car. Speaking of, the car had the keys in it. Reggie, are you trying to get it stolen +1

Diego is a dick to Allison about her divorce. +1

Klaus and Diego’s interactions make me happy. -1

The Klaus theme is a wonderful piece of music. -1

Robert Sheehan making David Castaneda laugh. -1

We get our first glimpse of Luther’s arm here. It’s super weird and vague and only teases the reveal. This is where the ape reveal should have been for the audience and where it would have made sense. Doing the reveal in a later episode is weird. +1

Five doesn’t know how to break correctly, which contradicts “I know how to do everything” +1

Something I just noticed, Five completed the uniform not only with the tie and blazer, but with the hair gel too. +1

The towing guy chooses to sit next to Five at an empty counter. +1

Five looks so offended when Agnes refers to him as “the kid” -1

The creepy smile Five pulls in an attempt to look innocent doesn’t make Agnes scream in terror. Seriously Aidan Gallagher, what the fuck was that that was absoulutely terrifying. +1

Five attempts to relate to a man that looks the age that he should be, but it ends up exceedingly awkward because Five looks 13. +1

The tow truck driver helps him out, but how was Five going to pay for his coffee? We don’t see him with money. Was he just going to jump out to the car? +1

Five never gets his cup of coffee :( +1

“Istanbul was Constantinople/ Now it’s Istanbul not Constantinople”. This whole scene is great. Five plays with them like he did in the bank scene which shows that even if he did age, he didn’t do it around people so he doesn’t have maturity. -1

Five stabs a guy with a mop and kills him. -1

Five stabs a guy in the crotch with a pencil, then uses the same pencil to stab him in the eye. In between he throws a plate at another guy. This is badass. -1

Five jumps in a way that actually does make two of the idiots shoot each other. Which means that technically, Patch was right. -1

Five kills a man with his bare hands. -1

But he stops to put his fucking tie back on. +1

And yet after all that, the goriest thing is when Five pulls the tracker out of his arm. Props to the makeup department and Aidan Gallagher’s acting skill for making that look so real. -1

Five should be way sweatier when he walks out of Griddys. Unless he moped that up with some napkins? What are these super absorbent napkins and where can I buy them? +1

Agnes should be far more traumatized. And definitely shouldn’t have survived that. +1

Diego is emo with the monocle. +1

Luther flashback narration. +1

Klaus, thankfully interrupts this. -1

“Number 6 “Ben” (deceased)” -1

We can see Ben depending on if it’s Klaus or Diego talking. -1

The vigilante mask Diego wears +1

Five jumpscare in Vanya’s apartment. +1

“Rapists can climb” yes Five. Continue with the criminals that can climb. Including you. +1

This whole scene is the best ending to an episode in the entire season. -1

Aidan Gallagher and Ellen Page play off each other with subtle expressions. This acting talent is amazing. -2

“The world ends in eight days and I have no idea how to stop it” “I’ll put on a pot of coffee” roll credits. I love this ending for many reasons. It’s a total mic drop moment. -2

Overall review:

While actively looking for nitpicky things, I got to see the first in a whole new light. Both the great parts and terrible parts stood out in a way that they didn’t when I wasn’t looking for them. Robert Sheehan, Aidan Gallagher, and Ellen Page were the stand out actors in this episode. All three contributed something significant that didn’t heavily rely on the script writers.

The child cast also really stood out to me. All seven of them had very limited screen time (I am counting Gallagher playing a child version of his character in this assessment) and they absolutely made the best of it. Out of all of them, Ethan Hwang stood out to me because of his overall great delivery. I hope that we see him play Ben in a more in-depth way in season 2.

Don’t get it twisted, I genuinely like this series and I think that it tells a great story. I just think it’s fun to nitpick and look deeper. After over analyzing everything else, it’s time to get back to basics. Especially because the season 2 trailer could drop any day now.

Total: 82 sins

Sentence: Tennis with Hitler and Sir Reginald.

#The Umbrella Academy #all in good fun #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #Allison Hargreeves #five hargreeves #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #i worked really hard on this

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Buried in a burning flame is love and its decisive pain (end)

Holy shitballs. Pretty close to exactly a year ago I got this idea - Junkrat and Roadhog have Christmas with some of the Overwatch crew. It was gonna be short and sweet and fluffy. I started writing in... February? 10 months and 21K words later I ended up with something almost entirely different. Oops? Thanks for joining me on the ride! Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Meds and tea and whiskey and food and mitten and probably a bit of fever still and the lingering feel of Roadie’s hand on his forehead all swirled together into an edgy excitement that made his blood fizz in his veins. Twitchy, itchy. Been looking forward to setting off the fireworks for months - been working them up that long and planning even longer. Had to get it all just right, then combine it with Lucio’s music, get the timing connected to the right shapes, the explosions to the right second… had to be focused, had to be precise and he loved the challenge. The sparks of thrill tingled along his spine and the fire they ignited burned away the lingering crud of sickness leaving him sharp and clear.

He enlisted Hana and Lucio to round up the others, betting they’d be able to convince anyone who was reluctant much better than he would. Even so, he was urging them down to the lake, torches bobbing through the dark, throwing odd shadows between the trees. Maybe talking a little faster than usual but how else was he going to impress upon them how exciting this was?

“Know it’s cold - hadn’t really thought about that when I was planning. I mean, hadn’t planned to be here at all, just thought we’d be at the Watchpoint. Course, this is better, discounting the cold. Which is hard to do, but Roadie’s getting the bonfire goin’ - he could light a fire in the middle of a monsoon so no worries on that count. An’ Hana brought some whiskey to help so she’ll be right. Ya need to stand here, no closer. Gonna be over the water. Safe as houses, but can’t be too careful - least according to Morrison, ha! Now turn off the torches. Better the darker it is. Lucky ain’t moonrise yet…”

“What are we doing out here in the middle of the night when we could be curled up on the couch?” Mei asked no one in particular.

Junkrat ignored her. She’d see, they’d all see and he knew they’d love it just as much as he did if they gave it a chance. Lucio had been kind enough to not only have his sound system set up, but also brought out the box of fireworks so Junkrat didn’t have to lug it himself.

Didn’t take but a minute to set it all up, music on automatic once he started the program. All he had to do was hit the power and light the first fuse.

Music came up slow, soft, bit of piano, then edge of something electronic, rising bass and the first firework streaked up to the center of the sky and as the beat kicked in it exploded in a rain of silver and gold. At the crackling boom the others fell silent, faces tilted to the sky. The sparkles reflected in their eyes and Lucio’s soft ‘oh!’ and Hana’s squeal of delight made even the cold worthwhile.

Let it start slow. Basic colors, red, blue, green, as well as the gold and silver. Usual shapes, circles, stars, ones that looked like fountains or willows. Then the music shifted, became rhythmic and complex with a minor edge and he sent the first special rockets. The streaks crisscrossed, intersecting like Satya’s hard light shield, like one of her knit shawls and around it burst snowflakes, all in shades of blue and silver.

Music shifted again, bright and quick - and the second set of his own rockets split the air with a whistling crack then exploded in a crackling red heart, then a gold arrow streamed through. Lena bumped Emily’s hip with her own as their names twined through the heart. Another shift, one of Lucio’s songs, written for Hana and the rockets burst into pink bunnies and green frogs that seemed to bounce up the mountains ringing them and into the stars.

As the music shifted a final time, setting a beat with a swing, Lena grabbed Emily’s hand and pulled her into a twirl, hands clenched firm but light, feet moving quick, spinning each other in and out and then they were dancing and so were Hana and Lucio and even Mei tugged Satya into the group.

And then - perfect timing, as the music sang “Seeing’ stars, I’m seeing stars” the final bursts of fireworks - his favorite of the bunch - exploded overhead and Junkrat couldn’t stop his grin at the stars he’d created. Spread above him and Roadie was their night sky. The Saucepan and the Crux. Looking right, looking perfect, not upside down like here.

For a long moment Roadhog said nothing, just stood with his face tipped up, sparks reflecting in his mask as the fireworks cracked and popped and the music thumped and the others laughed and danced.

“Thought ya might like a bit of Straya,” Junkrat said finally, unable to wait for Roadhog to say something. Anything. Maybe he hadn’t recognized it after all. Or maybe it wasn't anything like he’d hoped. Maybe it only looked like home because he was remembering it so clearly. Imagining it. Making it all up again. He shoved his hand in his pocket as a gust of wind swept over them and a sneeze slammed into him, followed quickly by two more. “Huh-r’isssh! Isshh! Ishhew!”

Didn’t even hear Roadhog move, but suddenly he was right there, shoving his hat down over Junkrat’s head and then wrapping his scarf around Junkrat’s neck. “Stay warm, idiot.”

“Trying,” he said, shivering still. He let Roadie lead him over to the fire which had grown to a roaring height, pouring out a welcome heat. Pine logs crackled and spat sparks swirling into the sky to swirl with the real stars and their backwards constellations.

Lucio cranked his own mix and the bass echoed off the mountains and Lena and Emily still danced with him and Hana. Mei and Satya huddled together, passing a mug of something between them and for a moment, just for a minute, everything felt fine. Felt good.

Junkrat glanced at Roadhog, and though the mask obscured his expression, there was a looseness in his shoulders, something in the tilt of his head that seemed to speak of relaxation and calm. Made the cold and exhaustion worth it. “Happy Christmas, Roadie.”

“Happy Christmas, Rat.” The warmth in his tone did more to drive away the chill than the fire and Junkrat leaned against his side, letting himself enjoy the closeness.

After a bit, the others joined them around the fire and Lena passed a joint around, “For everyone except you, Junkrat. Sorry.”

He shrugged, pulled a flask out of his pocket. “Not gonna share my plague. Got this anyway.” The whiskey left a warm curl in the center of his belly, his muscles loose and easy. Satya told a story about a Snow Queen whose frozen heart melted with the love of a peasant girl, and though Junkrat wanted to roll his eyes, he understood the feeling. The desire to have one’s own story told in myth - to be connected to something bigger. Lena told a story about Father Christmas. Mei about a Chinese hunter, Jia Deng, who hunted with a pet wolf and left gifts of his hunt with the poor during the cruel months of winter. Then Roadie exhaled a long puff of smoke and said,

“Bet you never heard of the Holiday Boar.”

Junkrat giggled into his scarf. “Ain’t gonna tell that one to this lot, are ya?”

Lena cocked her head quizzically. “No, can’t say I have.”

“Well. Long before the Omnium exploded, before the Omnics were even an idea someone had, the Outback was still a hardscrabble place. Dusty and hot and many were desperately poor, trying to eke a living out of land that wasn’t easily giving. One day a wild boar appeared in a village, ribs showing through its skin, hair falling out in patches, it was the most pathetic excuse for a creature the villagers had seen. Most tried to chase it away with kicks and shouts and stones thrown.

“At the edge of the village there was a farmer. He lived alone on the land. When the boar came to his homestead, the farmer’s first reaction was the same as the others - he wanted to chase it away. Nothing good could come of bringing another mouth to feed into his life. But as he raised a hand to throw a stone, he caught a glimpse of the creature’s eyes and his long dead daughter’s voice spoke in his heart. ‘Papa, please.’ His hand fell and he sighed and the boar stayed.

“In the beginning he found it annoying, an intrusion on his solitude. Still, he fed the creature, sharing the little he had, and in return it kept him company, following him like a dog and seeming to listen when he spoke. Come winter the boar was healthy and grown to a surprising size. Villagers who saw it walking with the farmer nodded knowingly - at the first cold snap he’d likely kill it, and the meat could feed them all.

“But the cold came and still the boar walked with the farmer. The villagers eyed them more than a little oddly. Finally, on the longest night of the year, the farmer was sitting by a fire with the boar at his side as usual. The farmer was lamenting that the land had been even more reticent than usual, and he was likely to lose his home to the mortgagers.

“The boar’s stomach gave a great rumble, then it leaned forward and puked up a pile of gold coins onto the ground. The farmer never went hungry again and the village prospered.”

Junkrat couldn’t help himself, he burst out laughing.

Hana laughed too, shook her head. “There’s no way that’s a thing.”

“It’s Australia,” Roadhog argued, deadpan voice. “It absolutely is.”

Lucio nodded, took a drag from the joint. “I could see it.”

They told stories and Lucio led them in carols and the warmth of the fire and the whiskey and Roadhog at his side and Lena’s jokes “What do you call a dinosaur fart? A blast from the past! Why does a duck have tail feathers? To cover his butt quack!” and Emily’s laughter lulled Junkrat into a doze.

“He snores louder than a boar,” Satya said, irritably. Lena giggled.

“You gave him your scarf,” Hana said to Roadhog and her tone was equal parts teasing and curious.

Junkrat felt Roadie’s shoulders move in a shrug. “Never takes care of himself, even when he’s sick.” But though he was more than half asleep, he could hear the tight coldness of the comment. The relaxed ease had gone. Junkrat wanted to sit up and interrupt, but he was just so tired.

“Gave him your cold too, huh.” Still that sing-song teasing tone, but it cut at Junkrat.

“Maybe.”

“Come on, Roadhog. What’s up with you two, anyway? He won’t give us a straight answer.”

Felt like everyone’s eyes were on them, staring. Junkrat tensed. Sit up, he told himself. Stop this. But he didn’t. He wanted to know what Roadhog would say, even more than he didn’t want to know.

Roadhog’s shoulder moved in another shrug. “Someone’s gotta keep him from offing himself on accident.”

Mei laughed; least no one else did.

Ice through his body, through his stomach, his mind, his lungs. He coughed against it, but it didn’t move. The fire had burned down to little more than embers and even scarf and hat, mitten and whiskey weren’t enough to keep him warm. He forced himself up then, away from Roadhog. Faked a yawn like he just woke up.

“Knackered. Gonna call it a night. Happy Christmas all.” Forced the words past lips that felt frozen and barely heard the others saying goodnight and thanks for the fireworks.

The moon glowed on the snow, lighting the way back to the cabin enough to keep him from stumbling on tree roots and rocks. His foot crunched softly on pine needles and he heard Roadhog’s louder footfalls behind him. He walked faster. Just wanted to be inside, to be alone, to be warm, to be silent. Even the light of the Christmas tree seemed to mock him with its fake promise of coziness. He’d take a bath, let the water warm his bones, soothe the chills, then sleep.

“When I said ya ain’t gotta babysit me no more, I meant it,” Junkrat said stiffly as Roadhog followed him into the bathroom. “Promise I ain’t gonna drown in the bath. Even I’m not stupid enough to do that.”

“How’re you going to get in and out?” Roadhog asked bluntly.

Junkrat turned to look and of course there were no bars to let him navigate it himself. Once he took off his prosthetics he’d be screwed. Fuck. He pushed past Roadhog and out of the bathroom. Wasn’t worth it.

But the bedroom was just as bad. Wanted to collapse onto the bed and sleep for a century or ten, but Roadhog was standing there in the middle of the room taking up all of the space and all of the air and Junkrat knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep with his… looming. Instead he shoved the pillows to the head of the cot and sat against the wall, wrapping a blanket around himself. Just barely resisted pulling it over his head, too. Knew Roadie would stare and it was making him jittery. Not in a good way. His head ached again, skin tight with the too hot too cold feeling of returning fever. Should have asked Lucio for more meds. He rubbed a hand over his face, wishing for relief. Wishing for Roadie’s hand on his forehead again, cool and firm and steadying.

“Gonna tell me what’s eating you?” Roadhog asked, finally. His arms were crossed over his chest and he looked down at Junkrat from his full height. Not exactly the most inviting posture.

“What are we?” The question spilled from him like he was vomiting. “An’ don’t give me some stupid shit like you don’t know what I mean. Hana asks and Lucio asks and you avoid the question.”

“Why do we need to put words to it? Why do they need to know anything?”

Junkrat shrugged. It wasn’t for them that he needed words. It was him. He needed a foundation, an understanding. Because things were slippery and they could slide away from him before he had a chance to catch hold. “It’s me askin’. Now that ya ain’t my bodyguard. What are we?”

A long pause, a silence full of all the things Roadhog didn’t say.

“Morrison said I could leave,” Junkrat blurted, unable to stand it.

Roadhog waited.

“Said if this do-gooder shit was too bloody difficult he’d have Lena turn me in. Serve my time and then whatever came next was my choice.”

No response.

“Told him I’d have to talk to you about it, but he said just meant me. I been thinkin...’ we should do it. Could probably convince him to let you go too. Then when we were far enough away could hijack the Orca, dump Lena and head back to Straya. Head home. Get the treasure, sell it to the Queen and find a place to just… live.” He blinked and the after-image of fireworks burst across his vision, constellations in all their permutations. Home. Was it? Didn’t really know anymore… But maybe there it wouldn’t be so hard, maybe there it would be like it had been.

Still no response, no movement at all. Like Roadhog’d turned to stone. Mountain. Felt his gaze go cold, measuring, calculating. Had seen Roadhog turn that gaze on others, size them up, find them lacking… but not on himself. He froze. Utterly still. Waited for the judgment to fall. Then Roadhog laughed. Not like something was funny, or maybe like he was funny and the sound was brittle and sharp in his ears.

“What’s so bloody funny, mate?” and his own voice held an edge.

“The idea that I would want to leave this,” he gestured around the room, taking in everything, “give up the good thing I got going here to… what? Live out some tiny shit life in that hellhole with you? Why the fuck do you think I’d want to go back to that? And with you?” He positively roared with laughter. “You are thick as a rock. Batshit crazy. A complete mess. Sure, when there wasn’t anyone else around who wasn’t trying to kill me, you were good for a laugh. A way to get my rocks off. But in the real world? Fuck no.”

“Fuck you too.” The words scraped his throat and he wished he had covered his head because he had that ominous prickling behind his eyes like he was going to fucking cry, or sneeze, and either way he was fucking well not going to give Roadhog the satisfaction.

“You want to know what we are, Junkrat? We ain’t shit. Nothing. Do what you want, stay or go. I couldn’t possibly give less of a shit.”

“Well that’s fuckin’ clear as crystal. Why don’t you fuck off then an’ let me sleep.” He grit his teeth, bit the inside of his cheek hard enough that he tasted iron. Not going to crumble. Watched as Roadhog turned and crossed the room. Watched the door click shut behind him. Watched the blank wall and refused to let himself crack. Silence then, that he’d wanted. But no warmth. Even wrapped in blankets felt like he was sitting in a snowstorm. Everything muffled and frozen. Freezing.

Then that chuckle in his head. You got an answer. Might not have been the one you wanted, but really Jamison, what did you expect? Did you honestly think he would go back to an irradiated waste land and a criminal life to be with you?

He thumped his head back against the wall, squeezed his eyes shut. Clenched his fist so hard his nails bit into his palm. Shut it. Ain’t real.

No? So make me be silent, then. More laughter. Oh Jamison. How do you think someone would want to be with you when your own mother couldn’t stand to be with you?

You don’t know nothing ‘bout my mum, he told her. Nothing. But a couple tears leaked free, and the tingling prickles made him sneeze and he buried his head in the blankets and let himself go until he fell asleep, her laughter and Roadhog’s laughter still ringing in his head.

Sleep was restless, part of him kept jerking awake thinking he heard the door open. He hadn’t. When he finally woke completely he felt like he’d been hit by the ute, then had it back over him again. He stumbled out to the living room where he found Hana and Lucio playing a game with Emily, and Mei and Satya watching.

“Morning, Junkrat,” Lucio said.

“More like afternoon,” Hana corrected.

“Potato potahto,” Lucio shrugged. “Wanna join? You can play winner.”

“Nah,” he cleared his throat, tried to sound nonchalant. “Where’s Roadie?”

“Apparently Morrison sent him on some mission. Something going on in Australia. Lena took him early this morning,” Satya said. “Guess you didn’t go ‘cause you’re sick?” Hana asked.

“Yeah. Something like that.” His head went light. Hadn’t thought Roadhog would actually leave. Take the treasure for himself and go… but there it was. He made his way into the kitchen on a floor that seemed to rock like a boat. Opened the sat comm with numb fingers.

“Morrison.” “It’s Fawkes. I’ll take your offer. I want to turn myself in.”

#oversnez #snezfic #constitutionally incapable of writing shortfic #this fic took me out behind the barn and shot me in the head #what you doing Roadie??#Merry Fuckin' Christmas

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malecsecretsanta · 4 years ago

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Merry Christmas, whatanexcitingfewdaysithasbeen!

For @whatanexcitingfewdaysithasbeen. I hope you like it :) I'll have chapter 2 up before the end of the year and comments are always welcome.

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New Beginnings for Christmas

“Everyone, can we get back to work?” Alec stood in front of the staff as they stared in rapture at the TV.

A few of the servers looked at him in embarrassment, but most stayed enraptured with the screen. More precisely with Magnus Bane, the celebrity chef who was winning another competition he had participated in.

Magnus grinned at the judges then threw a wink to the camera’s before giving a flourishing bow. Alec noticed he was shaking hands with the contestant he beat as he clicked the TV off. A couple of people groaned but after the look he gave them they ducked their heads and got back to work.

“Hey, come on bro. We’re all just getting a little break.” Jace grinned at him and punched him lightly on the shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah. Well the rush is about to start, Jace.” Jace laughed and pushed him lightly before moving back to the bar.

——

Alec enjoyed his work. Sometimes he felt like he was wasting his talent, his ambition in a way. He had had so many plans and hopes, but now he was living in the same town he grew up in, still working for his parents, no ambitious plans to speak of.

Despite the negatives, being the manager was fulfilling in its own way. His parents had taken a step back after he had been back and running the restaurant for about 6 months. They still oversaw financials, general decisions, and everything to do with the rest of the resort, but they let him deal with the restaurant how he saw fit. He had helped it come from a decent place to well loved.

Making sure customers were happy, that everything ran smoothly, and that every night was successful gave him something to look forward to. His future plans were making sure the resort cafe was the best place in town, and all the surrounding areas too.

Alec let himself get lost in the rush, solving all the little problems that came up on a daily basis. When there weren’t fires to put out, (mostly metaphorical, one time they let Izzy try to help and that was something never to be repeated. All staff were instructed that she wasn’t allowed to help in the kitchen, even though it had been a few years since she had been home. She tried to help when she was visiting, unfortunately. Even her being in the kitchen seemed like a recipe for disaster) he was dealing with average administrative tasks or helping out at the bar.

One of the servers came up to him, “Alec? Maryse wants to talk to you before you leave.”

Alec realized that the rush was finally slowing, and when he looked at the clock it was getting close to 10. “Got it.” The server rushed off and Alec sighed as he sent out another couple of orders. Meeting with his mother was almost always a painful experience.

——

“Mother.” Alec knocked on the door frame. His mother was in her usual place, filing out paperwork and ruling her kingdom.

She looked up at him, “Alec, come in. Sit down.”

He sat in one of the fairly uncomfortable chairs waiting for her to finish. He was itching to go back and oversee the final closing of the kitchen, but putting off talking to his mother never really went well.

She finally finished whatever paperwork she had been filing out. “As you know, our head chef is inexperienced. With the holidays coming, we’ll have a much larger influx of customers.”

“I know. Underhill is doing really well, he’s picked it up fast. I’m sure we’ll be able to handle it.”

“Perhaps. However, your father and I aren’t willing to take that chance. We’ve hired a new head chef for the season, he will be taking over the restaurant, we expect you to make sure he is completely acclimated before the true chaos starts.”

“Mother, Underhill can handle it. I don’t need someone new in my kitchen. They’ll cause more chaos than anything.”

“This isn’t up for discussion. They’ll be here on Monday. Figure it out Alec. We need this.”

Alec gritted his teeth but nodded as he stood up and left the room. Sometimes his parents were the worst.

——

He waited through the end of the weekend, trying not to think too much about what Monday would bring, and who this random chef was. Despite his dread, Monday crept up on him. He was working on prep work just before noon as Underhill went over prep in the kitchen.

“Knock, knock.” Alec heard a voice he didn’t recognize, and he sighed internally. People never seemed to get the closed sign. Someone must have forgotten to lock the door behind them when they came in for work.

Alec turned around and was immediately glad he wasn’t eating anything, because he probably would have choked on it.

The man was in front of him beautiful. Magnus Bane was standing in his restaurant. Magnus Bane. Alec had seen images and videos of him before, but they had nothing on him in person. Spiked hair, eye makeup of some kind, but more than all the outward appearance, it was his presence. He had an easy posture and a smile on his lips.

“Hi, I’m Magnus Bane. I’m looking for Alexander Lightwood?”

“Uh, yeah, that’s uh, that’s me. Can I help you?”

“I’m the new head chef. I assume you were told about me?”

“You’re the new chef?”

“Yep.” He popped the p. He walked over closer to the table where Alec was working, leaning on the table. Alec couldn’t help but notice his very attractive forearms as he leaned towards him. “And you’re the manager right?”

“Yes. Sorry, I wasn’t told it was you.”

“Well that’s awkward, hopefully you like what you see.” Did Magnus just wink at him?

“Yeah definitely. I mean, well, you’re a good chef.” Alec felt his whole face turning absolutely red.

Magnus smiled kindly, ignoring the stuttering, red mess he was becoming. “I’ve heard good things about your resort, I look forward to working here.”

“Let me show you around.” Alec took a deep breath and pushed his emotions down, like he was so used to doing. He had repressed his emotions for years, what was a couple of months? Famous last words.

——

Working with a new head chef was both better and worse than Alec had expected. Magnus quickly took control of the kitchen, he was professional, experienced, and amazing under pressure. He had worried about Underhill chaffing under the change in command structure, but Underhill was pragmatic in most circumstances. He accepted his new position as sous chef with minimal problems.

Most of the kitchen was accepting of Magnus. The issue was that Magnus was so different. He was flamboyant and excitable. He stayed focused in the kitchen but there were so many extra flourishes, a bright smile, and he was always wearing glitter, Alec didn’t know how to handle it.

And he was so freaking attractive. It wasn’t fair, Alec wasn’t sure why Magnus affected him so much, but it was ridiculous.

Alec could avoid him a lot of the time, his focus was in the front and Magnus was almost exclusively in the kitchen.

“Hey, Alec.”

“Yeah Jace?”

“Those girls over there want to talk to the manager.” Jace gestured to a table in the corner, 2 women who looked more than a little drunk, but at least they seemed like giggly drunks instead of angry ones.

“Got it.” Alec made his way over and put on his customer service smile. “Hi, how are you both tonight?”

“We are so great, thank you! I’m Ashley.” She was smiling so much it was making Alec’s cheeks hurt. She waved to her friend, “And she’s also Ashlie, isn’t that so funny? She spells it ‘ie’ though so we’re still different. We just met today at the spa. Which was so needed I can’t even tell you. And the views, ugh, it’s beautiful here.”

The other Ashlie cut in before she could continue her rant. “We heard that Magnus Bane is here, he’s the new chef right? Can we talk to him?”

“Of course, let me check and make sure he’s not too busy.”

“Oh we can wait.” Ashley looked like she was about to jump out of her seat, but luckily restrained herself.

Alec nodded to the two girls and went into the kitchen. Magnus was busy plating food, but looked up when Alec entered. He was clearly about to hand Alec food, assuming he was a returning server, but quickly aborted the motion.

“Alexander, what can I do for you?”

“There are two girls at table 7 that want to see you, I understand if you’re too busy though.”

“Nonsense. I’m never too busy to meet fans.” Magnus finished his task, wiped his hands and followed Alec back into the common area. Alec returned to his job but couldn’t help his focus staying on Magnus. Even just watching from the back, the girls were clearly head over heels and Magnus was as gracious as he always was.

The first Ashley handed Magnus a piece of paper which Magnus tucked into his pocket. Of course she was interested. Who wouldn’t be? Alec tried not to think too much about the sinking feeling in his gut. It definitely wasn’t because he knew that Magnus would obviously be interested in someone else. Ashley was bubbly and pretty, perfect for Magnus, and everything Alec wasn’t.

——

Magnus had been working there for almost a month and was adjusting well. Alec could admit that it was a good thing his mother had hired him. Well, good for the restaurant, not so good for him.

He was there late one night, finishing up the never ending paperwork. He heard a scuff of shoes nearby and before he could look up heard “Alexander! I’m surprised that you’re still here.”

Alec saw Magnus in the doorway to the kitchen, and he grinned at him like he always did. Alec smiled back tiredly. “Yeah, I just have things to finish up since it’s been so busy the last few days.”

“Well, I was about to close up the kitchen, but I bet you haven’t even eaten yet, have you?”

“No, but it’s fine. I’ll grab something at home.”

“Alexander. It’s midnight, who knows the last time you ate, and I need dinner anyway. Let me make you something.”

Alec was about to deny him again when his stomach let out a growl. Unfortunately Magnus heard it. He didn’t say anything, which was a small blessing, he just raised a single teasing eyebrow like he knew Alec was going to say no.

“Only if you let me help.” Alec tucked all the paperwork together as he stood, he had mostly caught up so he could leave the rest for the next day.

Magnus grinned again, brighter then before. “Ooh, the manager cooking, I do have one question before we proceed.” He started pulling out some of the leftover ingredients that wouldn’t be up to standard to use the next day anyway. “Is your cooking anything like your sisters?”

Alec laughed in surprise. “Nothing at all. How do you know about Izzy’s cooking though, she’s not even home for the holidays yet?”

Magnus laughed along with him as he handed him a knife for the vegetables. “Well, I was warned almost immediately. The stories are clearly exaggerations, but every cautionary tale has an element of truth.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure that they’re exaggerations. Jace and I got food poisoning from her. Twice. Jace has actually gotten it three times, I learned my lesson though.”

“Jace. Blondie? The server?”

“Yeah, we adopted him when he was 10, so he was there for all of Izzy’s cooking attempts.”

Magnus looked pleased for some reason. “I didn’t realize that he was your brother.” Alec hummed because he didn’t know how to respond but then Magnus kept talking. “You clearly know your way around a kitchen, pretty boy.”

Magnus took the perfectly minced onions and vegetables from him to add to the pan. Alec hoped his blush wasn’t glaringly obvious. He scratched the back of his neck, wishing he had stopped that nervous tick years ago. “Yeah well someone had to make sure my siblings were all fed. I started with basic stuff so Izzy wouldn’t keep trying to feed us. After a while I got bored so I tried other things and realized I love cooking.”

“Do you still cook often?” Magnus kept an eye on him while also stirring the concoction of vegetable and chicken in the pan in front of him.

“Sometimes. It’s just me and Jace now since we moved out, so I don’t cook anything fancy. I haven’t cooked much since I came back I guess. Jace is decent at cooking so between the two of us and work I haven’t needed to.”

“Came back?”

“I went to Chicago for a while.”

“Oh?”

Alec realized he hadn’t had to tell anyone his history in a very long time, everyone either already knew or didn’t ask. It was harder than he thought. “I came out to my parents the same day I told them I wanted to open my own restaurant. They weren’t happy with either so I left. Chicago seemed like the best option at the time.”

“Can I ask why you came back?”

“It just didn’t work out. Crappy relationship and failed restaurant. My parents lost their manager at the same time, so I came back to work for them again. It’s better than it was, I run it and they basically leave me alone. And they might not be happy about me being gay, but at least my mom hasn’t tried to set me up with a woman since I’ve been back.”

It was hard to tell Magnus all of that, to pretend like it was all okay. Except that Alec realized that it was okay. It still stung, but he was healing. His life hadn’t gone where he wanted, but it was still good, miles better than he ever thought he would have in middle school. Alec realized he felt optimistic for the first time in a long time.

Magnus was quiet for a minute. “I’m sorry you had to go through that. Thank you for sharing that with me.”

Alec’s natural hatred for sharing and being vulnerable reared its head enough that he decided changing the subject was best for everyone.

“What about you? Why did you decide to take a small resort job?”

“Well, I wanted a change. My show contract has ended and I’ve heard good things about this place.” Magnus handed him a plate of food and changed the subject. The food was so amazing that Alec almost didn’t notice. But there would be time for deep conversations later if this was going where he thought it was.

They had a wonderful dinner, full of easy conversation and Alec felt like layers were slowly being pulled back. Magnus had always had the aura of someone easy to talk to, and Alec knew he was attractive immediately, but now Alec got to know the Magnus that was more hidden. He was still bubbly and flirty, his stories had Alec trying to eat without choking on his food laughing. But he also listened intently to Alec, seemed interested in him, in a way he hadn’t seen since Chicago, maybe ever, from anyone besides his siblings.

Alec was falling fast, and he wasn’t even sure it was a bad thing. The flirty TV persona seemed to fade away slightly and Alec couldn’t believe that someone like Magnus Bane seemed to like him.

After cleaning up their small mess Alec found himself fidgeting with his sleeve. “Magnus?”

“Yes, darling?”

Alec knew he blushed at the endearment, but he powered on. “I normally take the bus back if Jace is already gone, but I’m pretty sure there are no buses left. Would you mind giving me a ride? If not I can always call Jace.”

“Nonsense, I’d love to give you a ride home.”

They drove in fairly comfortable silence, Alec found himself watching the stars out his window. They were so much clearer up in the mountains, it was one of the things he loved about coming home, Chicago had been fun, but stressful and crowded in a way that he didn’t always like.

His thoughts drifted to Magnus and Alec wondered how he could ask him out. This had been a date right? It felt like a date, it felt so different then having dinner with his friends.

Magnus pulled up at his house and Alec released his seatbelt but turned to the other man and his heart stuttered a little bit. The gentle streetlights illuminated Magnus unevenly and it felt magical.

Magnus looked at him and somewhere in Alec’s mind he wondered if Magnus ever got glitter in his eyes. There was glitter covering his eyelids, which was not unusual but after such a long day it wasn’t as neat as it normally was, and there was some falling onto the top of his cheeks. His eyes were a deep brown and in the dim lighting Alec almost couldn’t see the difference between his pupils and the irises.

Alec felt his breath catch in this throat, his limbs weighed down by an invisible force. He was hyper-aware of his whole body as he leaned forward very carefully. Time was slowing down, and what was left of his rational brain saw that Magnus was leaning towards him too.

He stopped seeing right before their lips met, and it was so breathtakingly nice. It was soft and gentle. Magnus was a very good kisser, their lips seemed to match, the perfect rhythm as they kissed slowly. Alec brought one hand up to Magnus’s shoulder, and Magnus brought a hand up to his jaw. After an eternity, or maybe a few minutes, they separated.

Alec smiled at him and felt himself start to blush. He had kissed Magnus Bane. Beautiful, talented, amazing, famous, Magnus Bane. “I can’t believe I’m kissing a celebrity.” Alec leaned back in for another kiss.

Their lips met for only a second before Magnus pulled back and turned away. Alec’s hand slipped off of his shoulder, and he felt his stomach drop a little. “Are you okay? Is something wrong?”

Magnus shook his head but didn’t look at him. “I’m sorry, I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“What? But, why? Because of what I said?”

“This was just a mistake.”

“Magnus, I didn’t mean it like that. I just, I meant like I couldn’t believe it. In a good way.”

“Good night, Alec.”

The sinking feeling in Alec’s stomach accelerated to his gut completely bottoming out. Something had gone highly wrong and he didn’t know how to fix it. Magnus hadn’t called him Alec possibly ever.

Alec left the car and walked back into his house, not giving Jace more than a grunt when he asked why he had been gone so long.

Alec threw himself into work with a vigor. The busier he was the less time he had to think. Jace knew something was up, but couldn’t seem to figure out what it was. Or maybe he did, the teasing comments about how attractive Magnus was completely stopped.

They were finally at the week of Christmas and Izzy came home which was a bright spot in his otherwise bleak world.

She knew something was up, but since Alec wouldn’t talk about it and Jace didn’t know much, she seemed to be leaving it alone.

Christmas Eve Eve Magnus kept trying to corner Alec. What he didn’t know is that Alec had years of practice avoiding his parents, so he was very good at being elsewhere.

“Alec. Alexander. Can we talk?”

“I’m really busy right now Magnus, sorry.” Alec brushed past him and found something to do to make himself look busy.

Magnus watched him in frustration but then Alec was gone. He had made a fool of himself and Magnus thought he was a fame seeker, there wasn’t much left to salvage of whatever they had started.

Izzy hung around that day, luckily no one let her cook, but she spent her free time bugging Jace and Alec or talking to friends during their breaks. During Alec’s short dinner break Izzy cornered him. Magnus might be bad at it, but Izzy was better at catching Alec than he was at avoiding Maryse.

“Okay big brother. Spill. What happened with you and Magnus?”

Alec jerked away from her in surprise. “What makes you think anything happened?”

“I have my sources, hermano. You guys spent weeks making googly eyes at each other, then suddenly you won’t be in the same room as him. I’ve been told he’s been trying to talk to you for days. So what’s the problem? He’s attractive, smart, talented, and interested in you.”

“No he’s not Izzy. Just drop it.”

“I could tell he was interested the second you two were in the same room. So?”

“I said something stupid and he freaked out. I’m not dealing with that again Izzy. My boyfriend in Chicago would overreact and blame me for every little problem, I’m done.”

“You need to talk to him, I can tell you’re hurting. Maybe he’ll apologize. If not, you have closure and you’ll know you were right.”

Alec sighed and stood up. “Fine. I have to get back to work.”

Magnus found him at the same table he had been at last week, but this time Alec couldn’t even pretend to focus on paperwork.

“Isabelle said you would be willing to hear me out?”

Alec gave a short nod.

“I wanted to apologize Alexander. I was wrong to push you away. I overreacted to what you said and didn’t stop to think.” Magnus looked lost, something Alec wouldn’t have expected.

“Why did you? Yeah maybe it wasn’t the best thing to say, but it just came out wrong. It’s not like I’m interested in you because you’re famous.”

“I know, I thought about it all that night, and the next day. You aren’t the kind of person to pursue someone for fame or money. I don’t know you well, but I know you enough to know I shouldn’t have judged you so quickly.”

Alec nodded but he wasn’t sure where to go from here, the fragile thing they had been building was broken. Things were different now. “Do you want to sit down?”

Magnus sat across from him, slightly more at ease. “You asked why I came here. Yes my contract ended, but that wasn’t the main reason. I was in a relationship in New York. A beautiful model, Camille Belcourt.”

Alec didn’t know any models, but he vaguely recalled seeing pictures of Magnus with a beautiful woman.

“She broke my heart. Cheated on me in fact. I realized she was dating me for my money and status, she didn’t really care about me. But she pretended she did. She was a wonderful actress. I got scared when you said that. Alexander, I knew you were different, but I was so scared I was wrong again.”

“Magnus, you know I don’t think about stuff like that. I don’t care if you’re famous, I just like you.” Alec rubbed the back of his neck. “I just don’t see why someone like you would be interested in someone like me. I’m nothing special.”

“Alexander, you are incredible. You’re beautiful, you’re talented, loyal, and lovely. I don’t know you nearly as well as I want to but it’s been a very long time since I’ve wanted to understand someone so much. I want to get to know you, I want this to be something more. If you can forgive me.”

Alec found himself blushing and smiling all at once. “I think I can do that.” He stood up and moved around the table to stand by Magnus. Alec reached out slowly to grab Magnus’s hand that was resting on the table. “I want this to be something more too.”

Magnus stood up and Alec couldn’t help but notice how he had to look down to see Magnus’s eyes. The brown was mixed with gold at this distance, with barely a hairsbreadth between their bodies.

“Magnus, can I kiss you?” It came out as hardly more than a whisper.

Magnus smiled the smallest amount, before stretching up to meet his lips. Alec met him with enthusiasm, his free hand moving to hold his waist. They were in sync, and it wasn’t hurried, because they had time. They had time to talk, to get to know each other, to deal with their pasts. They had time to fall in love, and time to learn every inch of each other. The first kiss was wonderful, but this one was even better.

TBC on AO3

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