#she deserves that after having to deal with him for more than 5 minutes

[craske]

Out of everyone, who was most likely to want to kill/attack Shadow Milk Cookie(in your au of course) taking advantage from the fact that Dark Enchantress Cookie stole his soul jam, leaving him powerless? Obviously after you know what. Sorry if the answer is obvious I’m just curious.

(Extra:ALSO SOMEBODY TELL SHADOW MILK COOKIE I SAID HI I LUV THAT SILLY CLOWN AND YOUR AU!)

"She's been giving me the look ever since I got here, you know? She should get over it, in my humble opinion!"

too bad for raisin and honestly everyone, hes pretty much untouchable right now, too useful to do that and stuff you know??

[cosyvelvetorchid]

Here’s a little Maddie and Tommy drabble 🩶

**********

Tommy was involved in a nasty helicopter crash back in his army days. Broke his leg in 3 places, 4 ribs, and enough bruises to fill an entire medical text book. He spent almost two months in hospital recovering, dealing with more pain he’d never thought humanly possible.

Yet he’d gladly take that pain again over the unbearable pain of the last 2 months after having his heart ripped from his chest.

Correction: from ripping his own heart from his chest.

Because that’s what he did. He ripped his own heart out as an act of self preservation. It felt like the correct choice for all of about 5 minutes.

He stopped the elevator from closing, ready to step back out towards Evan’s apartment. But he stopped. He let the doors close and let the elevator go down.

He turned off the engine after firing up his truck, ready to get back out and go back inside the building.

But he stopped.

He reached home and closed the door behind him then opened it again ready to get back in his truck and drive back to Evan’s.

But he stopped.

Each time that terrified part of his soul reminding him that he and Evan couldn’t be—he’d end up hurt in the long run.

Evan was wonderful. He was kind and thoughtful, sunnier than anybody Tommy had ever met.. but he wore rose tinted glasses when it came to Tommy; didn’t know the real him inside. The dark and traumatised parts of himself that he hadn’t shared, would be too much for someone like Evan to love.

He had to keep reminding himself of that. Reminded himself that Evan deserved better; deserved happiness and light and good, and Tommy? He wasn’t that. He’d never be that.

But it wasn’t easy. Not by a long shot. Despite Tommy’s effort , Evan had managed to burrow his way inside of his heart and settled in his warmth.

He’d lost count of how many times he’d picked up his phone, started worrying a message to him, then deleted it and put his phone back down.

He’d taken to keeping himself distracted. Every time he felt the urge to reach out he’d clean something. Never had his house ever looked so bright and shiny. Eventually he ran out of jobs to do at home and took his need for distraction to work.

He was fine when on the job; controlling his bird or putting out fires when doing ground work was an easy distraction. But the downtime was where Evan’s face would creep into his consciousness.

Their probie was left without much do to because Tommy had taken over the jobs usually reserved the person at the bottom of the ladder.

The helicopters were looking brand new, you could eat food directly from the kitchen floor—hell even the bathrooms hadn’t looked so clean since they’d had them renovated 6 years before.

Eventually he ran out of places to clean and resorted to cleaning the tools of the job. Every hose, every crow bar, even the mechanical tools in the maintenance hangar were getting 5 star treatment.

*

Tommy was in the maintenance hangar working on cleaning a set of wrenches. Every groove got its own special treatment, every scratch getting buffed out. The team had learnt quickly after the break up to leave him be unless it was work related.

“Tommy?” A soft voice came from behind him.

“Lucy, I told you I’m fi-“ he turned to face her only to be surprised to not be looking at Lucy.

“Maddie?” His heart detached itself from his chest wall and lodged itself in his throat. Evan’s sister wouldn’t be here unless..

“Is.. he.. is he okay?” He’d never heard his own voice so scared and meek.

Maddies eyes widened for a moment before she spoke. “Oh. No, no. I.. he’s okay. I mean, he’s not okay, not at all.”

Tommy breathed out a sigh of relief and his shoulders sagged. He clenched his jaw in an attempt to keep his emotions at bay. For a moment he thought she was about to tell him.. No, he couldn’t think about that.

“I’m sorry I probably should have let you know I was coming. Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s okay. Why are you here?”

“Can we go some place to talk?” She asked.

She was looking at him not like she wanted to kill him. Which was honestly throwing him off. He broke her brother’s heart—if he were in her position he’d want to tear him in half.

“I’m not here to fight or yell—really I just want to talk.” She reassured him.

Tommy gestured for her to follow him and he led her to the Harbor kitchen upstairs. It wasn’t as fancy as the one at the 118 but it served its purpose.

“Can I get you anything? Coffee?”

“Sure. Thanks.” She answered and he pour them both a mug from the pot and they took a seat at the dining table.

“How.. how is he?” Tommy asked tentatively.

“Baking.” She said. Tommy raised his brows.

“Baking?” He knew even loved to cook, but he couldn’t remember any point in their six months together him ever baking anything.

“Yeah. I’m running out of space in my pantry for all the loaves he keeps bringing us.” She gave a small laugh.

Seems Evan was trying to distract himself just like Tommy was.

Silence fell upon them for a while until Maddie broke it.

“Did my brother ever tell you about what happened after I had Jee?”

“Uh, no. I don’t think he did.” Tommy was curious as to where Maddie was going with his.

She took a deep breath before speaking. “I didn’t know it at the time but I had Postpartum Thyroidosis. Think post postpartum depression but even worse. I was barely eating, hardly slept, and between Howie’s shifts and mine at the call centre, it became a struggle I didn’t think I’d ever get through. Do you remember the ransomware attack in the city?”

“Yeah. I spent almost a week living here.”

Maddie nodded. “Howie, too. He had to stay at the station house while I was at home with a new baby and no power. I’d quit my job in an attempt to take some of the pressure off but those 5 days alone..“ She blew out a breath. “I was bathing Jee and I was so sleep deprived that I fell asleep. It was only for a moment but.. but she slipped under the water. “

Tommy’s heart clenched at the look on her face as she recalled the memory.

“She was fine, thank god—I had her checked out. But it scared me so much and in the end was the straw that broke the camels back. So, after the hospital discharged her, I packed her things and dropped her off to Bobby at the station. Then I drove up the coast, found a beach and I walked into the ocean.”

Tommy was entirely at a loss for words. He wanted to say something but what do you say to that? Evan hadn’t said a word about it to him, and he understood why—it wasn’t his business to know.

But he remembered something Evan had said once about people he cared about leaving him. How Maddie had left him more than once. Never had Tommy thought this was what he meant.

“I had convinced myself that everyone would be better off without me. Evan, Chimney, Jee.. they’d hurt at first but they’d move on and live great lives.” She took another deep breath. “Thank god I had a moment of hesitation and somehow I found the strength to get back out. But I wasn’t in any state to go back. Eventually I checked myself into a facility in Boston to get help. That’s where I found out I had PPT. I spent the next 6 months in hard core therapy, starting with in patient then eventually moving to outpatient.” She stopped and took a sip of her coffee.

“I’m sorry that you went through that, Maddie. Really.”

“Thank you.” She gave a soft smile.

“But.. I have to ask. Why are you telling me this?”

She put her mug back down on the table. “I spent that entire 6 months convincing myself that Howie hated me for leaving him; for abandoning our daughter. Not to mention the fact that I’d left Evan again. And then one day, a friend I’d met in therapy, had a medical emergency and suddenly I’m looking at Howie as one of the paramedics that showed up. Turns out he’d spent the whole 6 months, and all of his savings, driving across the country with Jee looking for me. See, as much as I hated myself and thought that I wasn’t worth love and care—Howie didn’t. He left his job, his life to find me; to be there for me.”

Tommy began to realise the point that Maddie was making and why she was telling him what happened to her.

“Evan didn’t really say all that much about what happened that night between the two of you, but he did say that you thought you’d get hurt again and ran away.”

Tommy nodded.

“Tommy, Evan and I didn’t exactly grow up with loving and adoring parents to guide us; mostly they were in the periphery of our lives. I ended up married to an abusive man, and Evan.. he ended up with abandonment issue the size of Mars. All he wants, all he’s ever wanted was for someone to love him enough to stay. I was so caught up in what I was feeling that I left him; left everyone and I can’t take that back. The hurt I caused him and Howie and Jee..”

“But that’s different, you were sick—that wasn’t your fault.”

“The PPT wasn’t but the way I handled it was. What I’m saying Tommy, is don’t let my mistake be yours. I ran way when I should have stayed and fought, even when I was sacred.”

Tommy sat back in his chair and ran a hand through his hair.

“I just.. Evan is.. I’ve never met anybody like him. I’ve never felt the way I feel about him for anybody before, and he’s so new to dating a guy and what happens when-“

“When? You know for sure he’d leave you?”

“Well, no but-“

“You know it took almost a year for Howie and I to actually get together? I was so scared after my ex that I convinced myself that Howie and I wouldn’t work; that id just get hurt again.”

“What made you change your mind?”

“He showed me that I could trust him. More importantly I let him show me. It wasn’t easy, but I eventually got my head out of my ass and realised he wasn’t Doug. He was this wonderful man, who knew what I’d been through; saw the darkest parts of me and still wanted to love me. And if I wanted to be happy I’d have to put my trust in him, even though it still scared me.”

Maddie was right. And he’d known already deep down that he had to put himself out there if he wanted some kind of happiness. But the thought of losing himself to Evan and it not working out? He meant what he’d said to Evan about not being able to stand that happening.

She put her hand gently on his forearm. “My brother loves you. Truly loves you. It’s not some infatuation—believe me I’ve seen what that looks like on him. I’ve never seen him more settled and more himself than since he’s been with you. Does he get ahead of himself sometimes when he’s excited about something? Yeah. And sometimes he needs someone to pull him down to earth. But despite all he’s been through he still puts himself out there; puts his heart out there. And he’s put his heart in you.”

“It terrifies me.” He said. “I mean, being with him.”

“Why?”

“Because I love him too. So much that I don’t know what to do with.” He admitted.

“I feel the same way about Howie. Sometimes I find myself thinking what if I hadn’t taken that leap with him? Then I wouldn’t be married to my soulmate and more importantly we wouldn’t have our beautiful daughter. It’s hard to think good things can happen to you when all you’ve known is trauma, but in reality good things can happen to you. You just have to willing to risk it sometimes. I know I’m biased, but Evan is worth the risk. And he deserves someone who’s willing to take it.”

Evan was worth the risk. He always had been. But Tommy’s fear had taken control. He knew it wasn’t fair on either of them but how could he get out from under it?

“I want to, Maddie, I do. I just don’t know how to.”

“Well I walked into the station and kissed Howie, but something tells me they might not be your style.” She laughed and Tommy gave a small one.

“Okay, let me ask as simple question: Do you want to be with him?”

“Yes.” Tommy replied without even having to think about it.

“And you want a happy future with him?”

“More than anything.”

“Then go get it.” She said plainly. “I can’t guarantee a long beautiful life with my brother, but I can guarantee that neither of you will get to have it if you don’t try at all. So-“ she stood up from her seat. “Finish your shift, then go to him.”

“What if he doesn’t want that?”

“Have you been listening to anything I’ve said? Of course he wants that! He wouldn’t have sold out half the county of baking supplies other wise.” She stepped forward and took his hand. “You’re the best thing that’s happened to my brother. Go and be happy together.”

His resolve weakened and a couple of tears escaped his eyes. He wiped them away and stood up. “Thank you, Maddie.”

“I’m just doing what any big sister would do.”

For two months Tommy had dreaded the end to every shift knowing he’d have to go home to an empty, Evan-less house. And now for the first time in 8 weeks he couldn’t wait for his shift for end.

So he could go to Evan.

[antianakin]

Pong Krell. It’s universally agreed that he deserved worse than what he got and I get that. I just wished we got to see what he was like before he Fell. Did he always hate clones, was it gradual? Did he suspect something off and went over paranoid?

I’ll say this one and I’ll say this probably a thousand more times but I wished the creators focused on more details with characters. It’s absolutely fascinating that they created a Jedi that Fell but did nothing with it besides outright evil.

How other Jedi reacted to learning that a fellow Jedi betrayed everyone? How did the Republic?

I just wished they did more with him than just, yeah that dude was a dick and killed clones.

Yeah, it's one of the things I don't like as much about TCW, the extremely episodic nature of it means that there really is never any build-up to anything or lasting impact from anything. Unless it's happening within one of the 2-4 episode arcs, we RARELY get to see any kind of build-up or fallout. It's one of the major issues with Barriss, too, we see her ONCE in season 2 and she's calm, kind, methodical, and selfless. And then three seasons later in season 5 she's suddenly ruthless, selfish, doubting everything and everyone, merciless, etc. There is NO BUILD UP to that radical 180 to her character and there's no real exploration of how Ahsoka really feels about that particular betrayal afterwards, the focus in later episodes after the Wrong Jedi focuses only on Ahsoka feeling betrayed by the COUNCIL and her feelings about that. Nothing since TCW has ever touched it either (Rebels, Mandalorian, the Ahsoka show). Satine's death never really comes up again after it happens aside from Bo-Katan being an asshole. Obi-Wan goes from being totally fucked up about Maul coming back to being chill enough to take on Maul and Savage alone and winning without us getting to see him actually deal with those emotions.

Pong Krell and the Umbara arc IN GENERAL falls into this category easily (so do the Zyggeria and the Deception arc tbh). Krell is such a basic evil character, there's so little nuance to him and we never get to see the Jedi react to the revelation that one of their own turned at all. Dooku turned after he had already left the Order as far as any of them really know, but Krell was still IN the Order when he decided to betray them and it would've been really interesting to see the impact of that on them. It would've been ESPECIALLY interesting to explore that more during the Wrong Jedi arc in particular in how the Jedi feel like they can't trust their own people not to betray them anymore after Dooku and Krell.

Krell is presented with like. Zero nuance. He is just unequivocally evil and despite Anakin greeting him in a friendly way at the beginning, the visuals tell you this dude's no good right from his first appearance. There isn't really any chance that he's going to be a good guy at all. So all we are left with are headcanons.

And I remember discussing my Krell headcanons somewhere, but I think it might've been on a Discord server I've since left, so I unfortunately cannot find them again. So I'll try to remember them and immortalize them here, I guess.

Here's the thing about Krell. NO ONE suspects him. So he cannot be overtly acting like a bigoted asshole from the jump at any point, he HAS to be acting in such a way that it's not trickling out to the other clones and to the Jedi themselves that Krell is an absolute monster. Even Fives takes a moment to decide that Krell is suspicious and only brings up Krell's casualty numbers after he sees Krell's behavior for a minute and combines that knowledge with what he's now personally experiencing and is starting to come to conclusions based on that. He doesn't go into the relationship thinking Krell is worse than any other Jedi already.

And based on what we know of EVERY OTHER FALLEN JEDI (Dooku, Anakin, Barriss), they didn't start out as monsters. Dooku was a highly respected Jedi Master who seems to have had a really positive relationship with Yoda and Qui-Gon and simply became disillusioned with the Senate and his care for the people of the galaxy got twisted into something darker over time. Barriss was kind, selfless, compassionate, brave, and resourceful, and it was the war that caused her to start letting her fears and pain consume her into turning on the Jedi. Anakin was kind and spent years having his fears and doubts twisted into selfishness and greed and darkness that allowed him to justify murder and genocide for power. So it wouldn't make sense to me that Pong Krell wouldn't fall into the same pattern where he was once kind and good and selfless and brave, but that the circumstances surrounding the war caused him to lose faith and fall.

My headcanon is that he lost an entire battalion early in the war, much like we see happen to Plo Koon during the Malevolence arc and that that loss and failure just BROKE him. Krell DID care about the clones, he cared about his men, and he FAILED them all. And I think that he saw all of these clones dying by the dozens in all of the other battalions and instead of choosing to let go of his pain and fear and lean into his compassion, he chose to distance himself from them entirely to make it hurt less. If he didn't care about the clones, if he just saw them as the cannon fodder that the Senate treated them all as, then it would hurt less when they died. Maybe the Senate itself even dragged him over the coals for that initial loss. Or perhaps it was the opposite, maybe most of his battalion was killed, but it ultimately ended in a victory anyway because they were forced to just keep going despite the consequences. And so Krell decides to enter this mindset where he is disillusioned with the Senate and just CANNOT allow himself to care about the clones, because it won't change what the Senate is going to do to them anyway, so he may as well just treat them the same way.

And this wouldn't have happened overnight. It wouldn't have been a sudden 180 where he decided he was just going to treat them like shit. But he maybe decided to put some more professional distance between himself and his new battalion, not get close to them, not use their names (although he still knows them, still remembers them all). Maybe one day they're in a tricky situation and all of his options are bad, he HAS to sacrifice some of his men in order to salvage the situation at all, and it's a choice between a full retreat that he KNOWS the Senate won't take well, or sacrificing the men to achieve the victory. So he sacrifices the men. It's not an entire battalion, it's not even a whole company, but it's more than it would've been if he'd retreated. Maybe next time, there's a choice between going back to save some of the men even if it poses a risk to his own life or the mission or something, and he chooses not to go back for them because the mission is more important, or he rationalizes that his life is more important as the Jedi General. And it's just more and more little decisions like that that add up over time to being able to see the clones as nothing more than tools.

The disillusionment with the Senate leads to him sort-of agreeing with things Dooku and the Separatists have said and he can look at the war and realize that it's entirely possible that the Republic is going to LOSE, and he CANNOT be the one who loses again, so maybe he starts bouncing around the concept of maybe switching sides. And of course initially he rejects the idea. He's a Jedi, he won't just abandon the Republic, he can't be a traitor, who in the Separatist side would ever trust him anyway. But once that seed is planted, it doesn't go away and it keeps coming back up and he keeps finding ways to rationalize why it might be a good idea and then deciding not to do it over and over again. Until one day, he can't convince himself that it's a bad idea or that it wouldn't work. He tells himself it's the ONLY option, if he doesn't change sides then he's dead. But Dooku WON'T trust him unless he can prove that he's not on the Republic's side, so he has to come up with a plan to gain their trust. And what better way to earn that trust than to ensure a Separatist victory in an important campaign by double-crossing the Republic.

And once he's chosen to go down that path, it's even EASIER to stop caring about the clones because, well, they're all dead anyway. The Republic is going to lose, the clones are all dead men walking no matter what, so why bother caring about them or trying to keep them alive? He can't lose so often that the Jedi or the Senate become suspicious of him, of course, but it's REALLY easy then to get to Umbara and treat the clones like crap and turn them against each other and intentionally try to get them all killed. They're dead anyway, he's not the one killing them really, is he, the Senate is, the Jedi are, the war is. They were dead from the moment they were created in that test tube because they were created for this specific purpose. It's not his fault.

And much like Barriss turns against the Jedi in part because she did LOVE the Jedi and was devastated by what she saw happening to them and the pain of seeing her people forced to become something they were never supposed to be, as much as her actions were intended as some kind of message to try to sort-of save the Jedi from a course of action she saw as their downfall, I think that Krell turns on the clones because at some point he DID care about them. A lot. And that care became his downfall, the pain at what was being done to them just absolutely gutted him and it threw him down a path that ultimately led him to turn against the very people whose deaths had hurt him so badly just a few short years ago.

Krell might not have been the most effusive or emotional person prior to the war or anything, he might've been a more reserved person similar to Mace or Dooku or Luminara, but I think he probably was a perfectly good Jedi who was kind and selfless and compassionate once upon a time.

And none of the headcanons above have even touched what his relationships with other JEDI must have been like. It's just as possible that he did have friends and people he considered family among the Jedi. Maybe he had a padawan once at some point. And maybe all of those people had died by the time we get to Umbara. Maybe he had to watch a lot of the people he was closest to just fall like flies, and so it starts feeling like nothing matters. Maybe one of the Jedi who died on Geonosis was a former padawan of his, but Krell himself obviously wasn't there and the pain of THAT loss and the guilt he feels at not having been there (even though this padawan had been knighted for a while and there was a good reason Krell wasn't there that day) just sticks with him, too, and he never quite manages to let that go, either.

I think a lot of people choose to just headcanon Krell as having just always been kind-of an asshole even when he was a Jedi, but that doesn't work for me. If Krell was always an asshole, I feel like the Jedi would've stepped in at some point before the war even HAPPENED and tried to manage that situation. And it doesn't match up with the way pretty much every other fallen Jedi has ever been written, where they were GOOD PEOPLE once upon a time who saw awful things happen that they couldn't stop or had an awful thing happen TO them that they couldn't stop and the pain of that experience consumes them to the point that they spiral into darkness as a result. Krell should be the same way, which means he likely was a perfectly good normal Jedi before the war. He would've been kind, he might've been good with younglings (he's tall, maybe he was the one the younglings went to all the time for piggy back rides, maybe he often taught dual wielding to padawans who asked because of how clearly proficient he is at it), he might've taught a student of his own successfully, he would've been wise and selfless and compassionate, he would've loved the Jedi and the people of the galaxy.

Like, to be frank, if Tales of the Jedi HAD to explore a fallen Jedi story, they should've explored Krell instead of Dooku. Dooku has been explored before, we know quite a lot about him and his motivations and his backstory, but Krell, as you noted, is left a mystery and is stuck in the realm of being just purely evil for the sake of the story they were telling in this one arc. Krell needed more nuance in a way Dooku just did not.

[samfucker]

more darlin hcs..... evil laugh

tw for mention of death and drugs

im gonna give u guys the family names cus itll get confusing w the siblings i think.

their oldest brother is called lucien, then its their sister camilla, then julius (darlin) then their little brother kenji (kenny) and then the youngest, aisha.

IM SORRY IF ITS CONFUSING!!!!

their dad is called ronan and their mom is called kalliyan

ronan was a vet! he lost his leg in an explosion and wears a prosthetic which julius helped him take off and put it on. he also would take his dad to the store in his wheelchair and stuff

julius used to also get into arguments w racist strangers who would insult his parents when they didn't even know enough english to understand what was going on.

despite his parents' abuse and neglect, julius loved them he saught out their approval a lot. he wanted to make them proud and happy even if it seemed impossible. he hated himself for it and tried to stop, but he always felt ashamed and guilty when his parents would be disappointed in him. he wished he didn't care like lucien and camilla.

he used to have a little brother who was aisha's twin, but he passed away from cancer when he and aisha were very young, around 4 years old. julius was 14 and he didn't get a chance to properly until he was nearing his adult years because of how much responsibilities he had

he blamed himself for a long time. he did everything he could to give his younger siblings a good life despite their parents and he felt very useless, like he should have been able to stop it even though he was literally unable to. he cried for hours when the family dog accidentally ruined one of his little brother's stuffed animals

one of his first tattoos was one for his little brother

julius was sent to an empowered tti (troubled teen industry)

he tries to come off as very cold and aloof, but he feels things deep

his dad pushed toxic masculinity onto him and his brothers, so he was convinced he was unable to cry until being with sam

rather than letting himself feel sadness, he often let it turn into anger. it was something he was more familiar with, something that felt more manly, which is why he was so reckless

he also threw himself into dangerous situations because he cared very little for himself. he felt like he deserved the consequences because he hurts people with his anger. it was like revenge to himself for hurting people he cares about

he had unhealthy coping mechanisms, often turning to drugs whenever things became too much. he used drugs more while dating quinn. (he went to rehab in washington)

julius never really got much sleep. as a teenager, he'd either be dealing with his parents during the night or working night shifts. when it'd be neither, he'd be woken by kenji because he often got night terrors. after breaking up with quinn, he slept even less. he felt extremely guilty for his unempowered friend, trevor, being attacked by quinn. he'd have nightmares and sleepless nights filled with guilt and regret. the first time he slept a full proper night was in the cuddles and confessions audio with sam.

the first time he was healed by marie, she was so gentle and talked to him softly, like a mother should, and it was something he had been longing for from his mother for so long that he cried when he got home

ON A MORE LIGHTER NOTE...

julius used to have a crush on milo. they like pretty boys with accents, its a given

julius had more muscle than quinn. quinn was just a vampire, so he was stronger

idk if this belongs in the angst section but he used to wear one of his dad's vet hats a lot. it's still in his closet somewhere

he and his siblings would have arguments over stupid shit then forgive each other in 5 seconds. like yelling at each other than a minute later julius is like hey do you wanna go to this restaurant with me lol...

when sam zipped away from him in their very first audio, julius was sooo giddy cus he loved sam's accent

HE LOVES LIZARDS!!!! he used to go around and look for them. one of his first times at david's house as a teen there was a tiny lizard on the wall nd he just picked it up and was just like "...lizard."

hes just an awkward little loser i lvoe him.

FNAF PHASE! CREEPYPASTA PHASE! NIGHTCORE PHASE!

he has a shirt that says "blowjobs are real jobs" and he wears it unironically

one of his first roommates ever had a whole room for her big ass iguana. to this day, julius is bitter that he never got to pet it

he need glasses but he never wears them outside. he's walked past the pack and the mates multiple times without even knowing, especially cause he goes into his own little world when he walks

one time he walked past lovely with his headphones on and he couldn't tell it was them. all he thought was "dude why is this stranger staring me down??"

he calls sam his bitch sometimes cause he thinks its so funny. sam stares at him with a deadpan expression

he has a metal plate in his eye socket that he needed to get when he was a baby. he sticks magnets to his face when he's bored but it gives him really bad headaches in the cold

loves side-eyeing

will talk about his trauma casually.

"that actually reminds me of the time my mom tried to shoot my dad! haha, oh that was so crazy. the cops came. :)"

also, leather jacket luvr

he has a motorcycle

tongue piercing (sam loves it)

[humorisstoredinthetits]

Random Ass Heathers Headcannons

Chandler:

Chandler has absolutely zero patience

If she has to wait for more than 5 minutes for anything she gets super pissed off

Her mortal enemy is the DMV for this very reason

She will put off going until the very last minute and by the time she reaches the front of the line she is on her last straw

One time they tried pulling the usual DMV bullshit on her and she screamed at the lady for so long that she started crying

She may not look like it but she is a complete worry wart

If one of her wives are even a few minutes late to getting home she starts panicking and will interrogate them the second they enter about why they were late and if anything went wrong

If one of them are upset and won't tell her why she assumes that she did something wrong and starts feeling horrible

She'll then go bake them a cake or something to apologize to them which often leads to awkward situations where Chandler is apologizing for upsetting them and they are so confused

She is extremely protective of her wives

If anyone does anything to bother or inconvenience them she will fight them (not literally but she's got pretty close to it)

There was a time some scalper ripped some Pokemon Cards out of Veronica's hands and Chandler started berating him, telling him that he was a fucking loser who lived in his mom's basement and she went on and on to the point the guy pissed his pants and ran away crying

Veronica was so embarrassed but Chandler was proud of herself for "defending her wife's honor"

She actually enjoys yelling at people and making fun of them, a bit of a leftover from her high school days

But now she only does it to people who deserve it

She is one of those people who constantly buys herself 'little treats' for doing housework and dealing with bullshit

She also totally jumped on the Stanley Cup bandwagon and bought dozens and now all they do is collect dust

She is a total attention hog

She gets super lonely being at home all day by herself so when her wives are home she wants their attention

She'll poke them, throw pillows at them, say their names over and over again until they put down whatever they are doing and pay attention to her

She has a very low pain tolerance

Anything more than a small scrape will have her in tears

She actually hates Croquet but plays it anyway because it makes her feel fancy and sophisticated

The four of them went to get matching tattoos but she was so afraid of the needle that she never ended up getting it and now only three of them have it

This one might be a given but she is so fucking dramatic

If any little thing upsets her she acts like the world is ending

One time she got a papercut and complained about it for three fucking hours, even after Duke put some antiseptic and a band-aid on it

She's also a salty bitch and never lets anything go, much to the annoyance of everyone around her

She has pretty severe religious trauma and reacts very negatively to it, usually in the form of violence

She tried gouging the eye out of some Jehovas' Witnesses that just would not leave their home with her heel

They had to get JD to threaten them with his guns for them to fuck off and not go to the police

Speaking of JD, they're trauma buddies and try and help each other with their triggers

Chandler has gotten everyone in a 5 mile radius to not use fireworks under threat of their lives being made literal hell and if JD sees someone putting up antagonizing religious imagery or if he sees the crazy street preachers he deals with it, usually under threat of death

Duke:

Her favorite place in the world is the library

When things get to be too much she'll go over there, find a book and head into a private room where she can sit and read and let the world melt away

One time she forgot to tell her wives where she was going and when she got home the police were there to take a missing persons report

After that Chandler forced her to carry an AirTag around with her so it wouldn't happen again

She actually doesn't like books that have deep moral implications or that you have to think about long after you've finished reading

She prefers fantasy or things like that where she can escape and just have a good time reading

She 100% has a secret Tumblr account where she partakes in book discourse, giving the most dogshit of takes to piss people off and laughing when they try and argue with her

She is actually the most spiteful of the four of them, she never forgets and just bides her time to take revenge

If one of them does something to piss her off they have to watch their back for weeks until Duke decides that it is the time to strike

She fucking hates Adam Sandler

Anytime someone so much as mentions him she will go on a whole rant about how unfunny he is and how terrible his movies are

She's super insecure about her place in the relationship and worries that she doesn't bring enough to the table to justify having her there

Her wives have to remind her that she doesn't have to bring anything, this is a relationship not a business agreement, and they love her just as she is

It is her dream to buy a golf cart and drive it around while shooting unsuspecting passerby (Chandler) with a nerf gun

She hates sand but puts up with it bc the others love going to the beach

If they go she just sits under an umbrella with a good book

Mac:

She is an absolute girlfailure

If she sees a pretty girl she fucking melts, much to the dismay of her wives who have to remind her that she's happily married

Then she starts melting more bc holy crap she's married to three beautiful women!!!

She is not a very good driver

She tends to get distracted by the music or some poor dead animal on the side of the road which inevitably leads to some close calls

If the four of them go somewhere she is not allowed to drive

Her purse is super unorganized

There's receipts, makeup, lipstick, some candy, loose change, just all kinds of crap floating around in there

Her ears aren't actually pierced, she was too afraid to get it done, so whenever she wears earrings she has the clip-on ones

She is a walking encyclopedia of local wildlife

She can hear a bird chirping and immediately recognize what species it is

She got super into Pokemon Go when that came out

She was one of those people who almost fell off a cliff because they weren't looking where they were going while playing the game

She's the most prideful of her sexuality and is not afraid to hide it

She has a lesbian flag on her car, she flies a lesbian flag outside their house, the whole nine yards

This inevitably got her into conflict with her rich conservative neighbors who heavily dislike the fact that she's so open about it

They would make snide comments and it made Mac pretty upset so Chandler decided to make their lives hell

Her and Mac act just super gay whenever one of their neighbors is watching, kissing and hugging and talking loudly about how much they love being gay

Chandler even hung additional pride flags outside their home

Whenever one of the more "brave" neighbors came over to confront them about the life of sin they were leading Chandler told him to fuck off and mind his own business before proceeding to make out with all three of her wives in front of him and telling him that for each complaint or comment they made she would add another gay thing to the house

Mac loves bath bombs and will spend hours in the tub after using one

It gets to the point that the others have to come check up on her every once in a while to make sure she's alive

She refuses to buy the 'boring' versions of things and will always buy the 'fun ones'

Like she'll only use band-aids that have characters on them, etc.

She is a huge Swiftie and paid a ridiculous sum of money even for them to go to one of her concerts on the Eras Tour

Duke is a Swift hater and that was a source of tension in the household for a while

She was a huge Thomas the Train fan as a kid and had one of those huge tables with a bunch of tracks and buildings and shit

She would never let Chandler play with Thomas and she is still salty about that to this day

She doesn't drink bc she doesn't like the taste so she's often the designated driver, a position which pairs poorly with her shitty driving

She doesn't sleep well unless she's cuddled up to her wives

Despite this she falls asleep in the car very easily and often has to be carried back inside like a child

She also still sleeps with a stuffie, picking a different one every night

Veronica:

She was a total teacher's pet before joining the Heathers

Was the kind of person to remind the teacher about the homework they forgot

That might have something to do with why she wasn't liked very much in her school years

Still after all these years cannot accessorize for shit or even plan an outfit, much to Chandler's frustration, who insists that her talent should have rubbed off on her after all the time they've spent together

In reality Veronica pretends to not know anything so Chandler keeps helping her bc it makes her feel special and she knows that deep down Chandler likes picking her outfits for her

She refuses to make any social media accounts because she thinks they're dumb and time wasters

She's the most politically aware/active of her wives and is often the one to explain current events to them and what they will mean

The others either don't really get it (Chandler/Mac) or it makes them too stressed out to pay too much attention (Duke)

During election season she'll often participate in campaigning for her preferred candidate and volunteers to go door-to-door campaigning

She's the kind of person who gets upset if their partner tries to do something romantic during a movie

Like one time her and Chandler were on a date and went to a movie and sat in the very back

Chandler thought they were gonna kiss and maybe a little more but anytime she tried to initiate anything Veronica would get pissed and say that she was trying to watch the fucking movie, what is it that you possibly want Heather

If she's pissed at one of her wives she'll call them Heather instead of a nickname and if that happens they know they fucked up, its like when your parent calls you by your full name

She started taking fencing lessons on a whim bc why not

She buys just the dumbest and most random shit

Like one time she bought some authentic samurai swords from Japan for no reason besides that she thought they were cool

[no-psi-nan]

[Context]

Ok @fluffydice, sorry for the lateness on this one but as anyone following this blog for over 5 minutes probably knows, I think Aiura x Saiki x Akechi makes so much sense and it is insanely compelling to me. I've posted so much fanfic about it already and that's only like 20% of the Thoughts™ I've had about them tbh.

But when you're doing an analysis of a triad, you have to breakdown 3 different ships and also how they would work simultaneously, so I needed time to write it all up. Buckle in!

Let's talk about Saiki x Aiura first since they had the most screen time together and they're the most "canon". I was genuinely shocked to see how rare this pairing is in fandom when they're literally canonically soulmates and also actually prove it on their every interaction.

From their very first meeting, Aiura and Saiki work together flawlessly to save Yumehara's life many times in a row + the life of the truck driver. Aiura then figures out how to hang out with Saiki without having to deal with his tsundere rejection, which he can leave at any time (unlike with Teruhashi) because she knows about his powers and won't stir up trouble if he leaves. Saiki keeps allowing her to schedule 1:1 dates and is basically like "don't bother asking me, you know I'll go" about the dessert buffet date lol.

Even when they disagree and neither of them will back down, they still work wonderfully together and they both end up learning and growing from it. Saiki trusts Aiura to help him, and Aiura always agrees to help him just because she cares. That's HUGE considering how hard it is for Saiki to ask for literally anything!!

Aiura also respects Saiki's boundaries more than anyone else imo. She only joins him when he's out in public, she tries her usual heavy-handed flirting at first but quickly adjusts when she realizes he's not into it, she puts her clothes back on immediately after realizing that she misunderstood the situation, she starts asking him out instead of just joining him, she asks for a kiss and respects his "no", and she hugs him anyways because they both really need it after the stress of the day.

And Saiki responds to that, opening up more with Aiura than he has with anyone else in way less time. Aiura had under 2 years with Saiki while Saiki's core friend group had like 6 years, and yeah, she benefited some from his character growth over the past 4 years. But still, the way he banters with her shows how comfortable he is– he's more open with her than with anybody else, and not just with his annoyance like he is with Toritsuka lmao.

Also, come ON, there's just no one more deserving of an epic husband/wife local god with transformation powers than Aiura. She works so hard with her powers to help everyone and convinces Saiki to help others more and she helps him get the best outcomes for everyone. Let her get her hands on her soulmate who can make her bi dreams come true, who can give her third eye a break from constantly seeing auras and death marks, who can grow big fluffy wings to hug her with, etc etc etc!!!!! LET HER HAVE SOME FUN FFS!!

There's wayyyy more people forcing Aiura into the platonic bucket with Saiki than I've seen with Teruhashi (even though Aiura has way better chemistry with Saiki), which forces me to wonder whether it's because Aiura is more overtly sexual and "lowbrow" than Teruhashi, showing more cleavage, getting bad grades, putting stickers on her face because they're cute, showing pride in her sexual escapades. None of those make her a bad person, but a lot of people seem to think it does.

Some people more reasonably point out that if Saiki is very asexual and Aiura has a high libido then that could cause trouble for them. Well, first of all, while Saiki is pretty much obviously somewhere in the asexual and aromantic spectrum, his belief that boyfriend is the next level after best friend shows that demiromantic / demisexual is a strong possibility for him. And honestly I'd argue that whatever he has going on with Satou is at least partially sexual, though I'm not going to get into that in this already long-ass post lol.

But basically, I think there's a lot of room for a demiromantic and graysexual interpretation of Saiki and considering that Aiura has apparently stopped going out with other men for at least 2 years with no ill effects that we can see, it's quite possible that they'll be very compatible in bed after all. And if not, that's where consensual non-monogamy comes in lol. But genuinely I think that the fact that they're soulmates means that there probably aren't any major incompatibilities between them, otherwise the term would be meaningless.

So yeah, makes sense and really compelling because there's so much room for stories on how they actually got together, how they work together as their powers continue growing, and what their future looks like!

OKAY, now it's time for the Saikechi essay lol.

Actually, I don't think Saikechi needs a ton of justification, because it's kinda standard extrovert x introvert childhood friends to lovers lol. Saikechi only isn't more popular because Akechi appears for like 5 whole minutes in the undubbed second season of the anime and he was annoying for 90% of that time hsfjdlshfks rip.

But yeah, Akechi and Saiki are quite perfect together, as shown by the horse gambling episode. Akechi can see right through Saiki's tsundere facade and Akechi is extremely open about his wants and needs, which is important since Saiki can't properly understand his thoughts most of the time and is very bad at figuring that stuff out even with telepathy.

They're both some flavor of ace. Akechi offu's at Teruhashi and comments that she's the most beautiful women he's ever seen, but does not express wanting to date her, which is big ace vibes, plus he's one of the few characters that doesn't have anything to say about Aiura's boobs lol (even Teruhashi can't shut up about them). They're also similar flavors of highly intelligent + neurodivergent. Consider Akechi's analysis skills vs Saiki's ability to come up with dozens, if not hundreds of plans in extremely short notice.

Akechi is also great at making accommodations for Saiki's powers, even without knowing about all of them, and coming up with activities they can do together that will be equally fun and challenging for both of them! And I still love that it was Akechi showing Saiki what a fun low-stakes game can be like that basically repaired Kusuo's relationship with his brother (see: manga, as this was cut from the anime 😩).

It's a very nice and straightforward ship that still leaves a lot of room for fun stories. I've been dying to write a Saikechi frogboil (plotted but needs writing) just because Akechi would be so perfect at it and he would be very likely to approach Saiki that way to get around all the tsundere bullshit lol.

OKAY, now for the third leg of the triangle lol, Aiura and Akechi!!

(couldn't find an anime gif of this moment which is SO SAD)

Let's be real, Akechi and Aiura only share 5 moments on screen: the intro with all the chibis, when Aiura checks out his aura, when Aiura & Toritsuka kidnap him, the competition to find Saiki's hanky, and Akechi pestering Aiura about dress code violations in the every-character-appears episode. And 3 of those scenes are from the same chapter lmao.

Actually I think this ⬆️ scene is kinda cute because Akechi's teasing Aiura lol, I think he's being friendly in his little freak way <3

HOWEVER, if shipping was only about what we saw on screen, then it would be way more boring. So let's think about it!

Aiura and Akechi actually share a lot of similarities: they're both extroverts, they're both incomprehensible, they are both almost immune to lies, they have both have a drive to help other people including strangers, and they're both seeking someone who will love and understand them as they are.

They would just make a really great fit! Akechi could help with Aiura's fortune-telling by prompting better questions for her to ask, and Aiura might actually make Akechi's mystery-solving TOO easy, so she probably holds back on that one lol. Akechi would throw himself wholeheartedly into working against a death mark on a stranger.

They're so fun to think about too because neither of them is embarrassed easily at all and they're both completely in touch with their own feelings so they are going to be SO lovey-dovey, no matter how cringe it seems on the outside lmao.

Akechi seems like he'd love doing traditional courtship if given half the chance, and Aiura seems like she's mostly had one-night-stand kind of situations until now, so what a perfect opportunity to indulge! What a change for Aiura to date someone who respects her and isn't just after her body! What a change for Akechi to date someone who actually wants to hear what he has to say and isn't put off by his frankness around taboo topics!

They'd pick up phrases from each other and develop so many ridiculous in-jokes that become their own sort of language, which makes them both even more incomprehensible.

We do also run into the allosexual x asexual problem here but Akechi is so unbothered by bodily functions and so quick to find compromises and enrichment that I genuinely think he'd kind of turn that into a game lmao.

And I think Akechi would be down to start a family and give his kid(s) the kind of loving home he never really got to enjoy with his parents' ongoing domestic turmoil. And their kid(s) would be sooooooooo incomprehensible, bless. 🙏🏾 Raised by 1.5 psychic parents and sprinkling both terminally online lingo and academia-level terminology into their speech from day 1. Imagine...

So Aikechi definitely gets the A+ on making sense and being compelling here!

Which FINALLY brings us back around to the main question... Does Aiura x Saiki x Akechi make sense, and is it compelling?

Well, obviously I think so, since I've posted so much about it lol.

I think the main question for the viability of this ship is whether Saiki would be comfortable with polyamory, since Aiura and Akechi are unconcerned enough with social norms that they'd probably have no problem with it.

After some time getting used to the thought that he will never have the veneer of normal he's always wanted to project and that the pleasures of living authentically far outweigh the pains of being different, I think Saiki would actually love having his best friends as lovers and not having to choose only one person.

After all, most of his struggle is about lack of connection and his alienation from humanity. Well, here are Akechi and Aiura, who respectively mirror his lonely childhood and growing up with uncontrollable powers. They're both clever enough to see through his tsundere bullshit, they're both happy and able to help him with his powers & duties to save others, and they will both stand up to him if he's wrong or letting something slide to avoid conflict.

They're both perfect for him! And Akechi and Aiura would be much happier sharing him than trying to make him choose between them since they also get along so well. And let's be real, Saiki definitely deserves to be loved by the two people who know him the best. 💜

There's also a lot of story potential for how this ends up happening. In Extra Love Stories of Psychics, Saikechi and Saiura are basically happening in parallel and the Aikechi will close in the loop in a few chapters. But in Didn't see this one coming, I wanted to focus on Aikechi, so they get together and are basically ready for Saiki to finish his character growth and join whenever lmao.

You could also have them as like a hero team of lovers if you want more action-y plots, though tbh it's really hard to come up with situations they wouldn't immediately solve lol rip.

Another nice thing about Aiura, Akechi and Saiki being together is that Aiura and Akechi get a chance to help each other overcome some of Saiki's limitations, and the stuff they can't work around, Akechi and Aiura can do together.

An easy example is hand-holding. Changing Saiki's gloves to another texture is all well and good but sometimes you want to touch skin to skin, and it's much more overwhelming than calming for Saiki to do that. Akechi and Aiura can hold each other's hands without gloves though, and while it's not the same as holding Saiki's, it helps a lot to fulfill that desire.

Also, it's almost impossible for Aiura to surprise Saiki because he can read her thoughts, but while Akechi can probably figure out that she's planning something in general, she would have a much easier time surprising him. And similarly, since Saiki can't properly read Akechi's mind and doesn't have too much emotional intelligence, Akechi has to openly communicate his needs with Saiki all the time, which isn't a problem for him. But it's really nice when Aiura can tell from his aura or from her own emotional intelligence what Akechi wants/needs without having to explain himself. And even if Saiki can literally hear Aiura's thoughts, Akechi is still better at responding to her feelings because he's not tsundere and he actually understands feelings and what to do about them.

Additionally, Aiura has said she wants to be a mother, and while Saiki's affection for kids indicates to me that he wouldn't mind having kids, I think that he would be VERY opposed to passing on his genes due to how much trouble his powers have caused him. And Aiura's genes also are probably loaded with psychic powers! But if Akechi is there, then he can knock up Aiura no problem since he doesn't seem to have any psychic powers, and then the three of them can have their own family <3 Plus all the shenanigans that comes with having 2.5 psychics (and maybe more!) under one roof!

In conclusion, they're perfect, your honor!!

Also I probably should've been writing more fic of them instead of writing this novel XD XD

Thanks for the ask!!

[late4the-party]

So, the dragon prince season 7...

I'm sorry I didn't like it.

Spoilers ahead!

The ending felt rushed. And it was like the writers had many ideas, but at the same time nothing concrete. They wanted it to be super epic, but in my opinion it wasn't. Partly because of the speed and partly because of things that seemed random or that were left unanswered. The background music was perfect. The animation,... there were parts that were really good, but there were others where they lacked detail. (The inversion of the moon nexus for example. All that energy flowing and it didn't even more the leaves on the trees, or the clouds, etc.) So many characters, and it feels like they were too much and they didn't know what to do with them. The archdragons for example. That could had been a truly epic battle, but they were there 5 minutes and that was it. By the way, the sweet tooth dragon,... who turns their back on the enemy?? That felt super forced. And Callum. You just attack, you don't start talking about your plans. You don't give information to your enemy to help them bring down your plans. You don't give them time to do it. And that look in Aaravos face when Ezran arrived with the sword. What was that about? That sword. Again, 5 minutes and for nothing. Are they trying to force Netflix to authorize more seasons??

Opeli! That was a big loose end. I think it was in season 2. Aaravos was using a little caterpillar in Viren's ear to talk to him and they saw Opeli. It was like Aaravos recognized her and even maybe fear her a bit. But it wasn't mentioned again. I don't know if they had a story written and Netflix said "nope, we don't like this. write something else".

When the first season of the mystery of Aaravos came out many people complained about it having slowed down. I thought it made sense. The first arc had closed. This was the beginning of a new one. They needed time to settle things. But then the next season came and it wasn't as exciting as I had hoped. And now with this 7th season I feel like it all was a running around just for the sake of running around.

When Callum started learning the arcanums I thought he was going to learn all of them. And that somehow that was going to be key to defeating or imprisoning Aaravos, but that just stopped. I don¡t know if they thought that was going to be too Avatar and decided to change that part midways. Which reminds me of the cube and that book it opened. So, they show us that and that's it. No more meaning or use for that?? Didn't King Harrow left some not mentioning the cube was important?

Oh! And that creature, I forgot his name. Viren and Aaravos son. I had thought he was going to go after Claudia. She killed him. Or at least that he was going to have a super important part that was going to last more than a minute.

Part of me wants to rewatch the whole series to try to find answers (or maybe more questions), but I'm really not happy with this ending. I also particularly didn't like how it didn't really end. Aaravos was going to come again in a few years. It makes this events feel pointless. Like not a real end. Idk,... maybe Aaron has already announced there do is going to be a season 8 and here I am bleating non stop. I think this series deserved a better planned ending and maybe even end it with a movie.

I know I shouldn't do it but it's difficult not to compare this series to Avatar. After all, Aaron was head writer of ATLA. The ending of ATLA, that do was super epic. What they learned along the story served a purpose for the end. They took the time to deal with everything.

Anyway, I guess I'll stop here. I'll post it in the morning after reading it one more time. Maybe I'll be writing more about this later.

Thanks for reading 🙏

[twistedtalking]

yo. Can I request a "darn, ur brother's hot" to the basketball club. A platonic and a romantic one please. Thanks!

of course! Though I didn't know Najma was a guy. I'm not sure if you want najma, but I'll add it anyways since I love her.

Ace:

Platonic: groosss stoppp. This is weird. Dude, no. *throws up* ew.

Romantic: Prefect, you're taste is so weird. That's like having a crush on a wet sock. U for real? He kinda gross though. Like, he randomly lifts people(me) up, and he hardly explains anything, and he's really rude. Plus he never cleans after himself!

(Prefect: like you?)

No! I'm not. I'm much better than him. Hey, what's that look for?! I am though! I can do sick hoops, unlike that dweeb.

(You shouldn't call your brother a dweeb-)

Prefect, look at this cool shot!

*ball doesn't even get near the hoop*

(prefect: ah)

Don't laugh! I was just distracted! I could totally do it on my 2nd try. Hey! Stop laughing!

Floyd:

Platonic: *judges you, with the most disgusted look in his eyes* gross.

Romantic:

*gives you the cold shoulder that day. Even when you ask him why he's been weird these past 5 hours, he glares and just leaves. 2 minutes later, you're on the floor with a heavy Floyd on top of you*

"SHRIMPYYYY." *he wails* "chooseeee me insteadddd" *he starts shaking you aggresively, as you look a bit confused* "say yes, say yes, say yes. Shrimpy say yes"

*he keeps shaking you until you say yes, which you do since you're starting to get dizzy. Or maybe you're just a simp*

"Yay!" *he hugs you, crushing your bones in the process* "Shrimpy, let's kiss!" *and you blush, shocked cause you didn't realise that's what you agreed too. Or you did, cause you're a simp.*

Jamil:

Platonic: *so surprised, he missed the shot.*

My what? *realises he missed the shot, and starts focusing back at the ball, envisioning himself in an actual game. Well, trying to. He can't keep his mind out of what you said. That line sounds really romantic out of context. Anyways, after practice, he evaluates you. * "Nope. Najma's a pain in the neck, but she doesn't deserve that." He whispers, confirming his disapproval of you. Then, he realised you were just joking around.

"Prefect, that is not funny. And I'll never give you my blessing"

Romantic: *in between of confused, jealous, and slightly disgusted.* "I...see. I don't understand why since, as her brother, I have to deal with her 24/7. To each their own, I guess. Even if she does leave her dirty clothes all around her room, and only bathes 4 times a week. And burns every meal she makes. But we all have our preferences, I suppose. Ah. Kalim is hosting another party this week. Could you help taste-test my cooking?

but I say, do not swear(as in promise) at all...let your answer be "yes" if yes, or "no" if no. Anything more than that is evil.

Matthew 5:37

[dw19791967]

That Feeling Part 3

Pairing: Dean x reader (eventual), OFC Tyler

Y/N POV and Dean POV

Warnings: language, unrequited love, angst, unwanted kissing, depression, anxiety, and feelings.

Trigger Warning: This fic contains discussions of depression and anxiety and feelings that go along with those. If that could be triggering for you I would skip out on this one. It is based on some experiences I have had in real life.

*All mistakes are my own!

I'm back (kinda) here's part 3. I'm thinking possibly two more parts. Let me know what you think!

-Layla

*I do not own this gif

Y/N’s POV:

It has been 5 months since one of the worst nights of my life. I started therapy and have been doing a lot better. It was kinda weird at first talking to someone about my life issues and past traumas, I spent a lot of time just sitting there trying to figure out what to say, especially since I can’t mention anything about hunting. But overall it’s been good. I’ve been taking better care of myself, spending more time with the boys, mostly Sam. Dean has been distant lately but I figured it was because he has spent so much one on one time with me the last few months. Sam has helped me start exercising daily (even though I hate it with every fiber of my being). I’ve lost around 10 pounds which is great considering I still eat a ton of take out. I’m starting to feel like my old self again. I took a break from hunting and started writing, that lasted a hot minute before I was tired of staying home. 

Being back in a routine was good, I feel good.

We are on the road currently Sam caught a case about missing bodies. One of my favorite things. They think I’m weird for enjoying the quiet of cemeteries, but I know it’s because the dead are easier to deal with than the living some days.

“Ok, we got four missing corpses. Gladis Bramford was the first, mid 80’s when she passed. They found her head a few counties over, still missing the rest.” Sam was typing away on his computer.

“Who the hell takes a head only?” Dean had a grossed out look on his face.

I laughed.

“Evidently someone had big plans, poor Gladis.” I poked Dean in the shoulder.

Sam rolled his eyes. “The strangest part was her eyes were replaced with red glass, they haven’t been able to figure out which funeral home she was housed at before entering her final resting place.” 

“So what do we think, grave robbers, ghouls, demons?” I asked Sam.

“Not sure, we will have to see after we check the head out.” 

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Sam went to check out the head while Dean and I looked over the case files.

“You doing ok sweetheart? I know I haven’t really checked in on you lately.” Dean looked at me.

“For the most part yeah, I feel a lot better than I did. I think taking time to get my head on straight helped a lot, plus therapy.” 

“I’m glad to hear it.” Dean smiled at me.

I missed spending time with Dean. But I hadn’t pushed him, I figured he needed a break from me and I understood that. I can be a lot sometimes and he has his own stuff to deal with. It’s not easy being my friend. Plus after everything I realized I probably will never be comfortable enough with myself to be with someone. I’m in love with him and probably will always be. Knowing he’s here but I can’t have him is a hard pill to swallow but I’m working everyday to move past it. I know he deserves better and I know I’m not it. 

“You haven’t heard anything from that douchebag right?” he continued reading over the files. 

“He actually messaged me a few weeks ago from his facebook account. Asked how I was and hoped I was doing better. I ignored it and he kept sending messages, saying he was sorry and he was a dick, blah, blah, blah. I blocked him.” 

“What an asshat, he must have balls the size of Texas to reach out to you after the stunt he pulled.” 

“I guess so, I was upset by it but I’m moving on.” I smiled at him.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, you didn’t deserve that, any of it.”

“It’s ok Dean, I’ve accepted what has happened and I’m moving on. Choosing between a man and a bear, I’d choose the bear.”

“You don’t mean that, you just haven't found the right man yet.”

I scoffed. “Dean… I’m an overweight, loud mouthed, cursing, strong willed woman, who has extreme trust issues. I doubt I will ever find a man who is ok with that, plus I don’t think I want to put myself out there again, who knows what will happen.”

“Just have me greet them with my glock, I’m sure it will go great after that.”

I laughed.

“In all seriousness I hope you do find someone someday Y/N, you deserve the world whether you believe you do or not.”

My heart sank. The only man I want is right in front of me and he will never want me.

“Thanks De.” I got up to pat him on the shoulder.

“Where are you going?” 

“I just need some air.” 

“Y/N I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t, I just have a lot on my mind and need a break.”

He frowned.

“It’s ok Dean, really.” I gave him a small smile.

Once I was outside and had the door closed I broke down, I can’t keep doing this to myself.

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Dean’s POV:

I didn’t mean to upset her. I was trying to give her hope. 

It has been five months since I saw Y/N break. I’ve never been so scared in my life seeing her crumble under the weight of the world. I had to step back, let her get her head on straight without me. I don’t want to get used to relying on her to make me feel better. She needs to take care of herself, not me. I missed spending time with her but I knew it was for the best. Plus I know Sam is a better influence. I’m no good for her.

My phone was buzzing.

Sam.

“Hey man.”

“Dean hey, is Y/N with you?”

“Nah, she’s taking a break.”

“Oh, ok. I was going to let you guys know the cops think it’s a serial grave robber, evidently this has happened before. From everything I’ve checked out, I don’t see a relation to a monster. Maybe we should just let the cops handle it?”

I sighed. “Yeah that’s fine, we can stick around for a few days to see if anything happens.” 

“You ok dude?” 

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just worry about her.”

“I know you do, but she’s doing better.”

“I know man, I just feel like I’m losing her. I know I stopped hanging with her but I wanted her to be able to heal without me looming over her.”

“Dean, she probably thinks you need a break from her, you know how she thinks.”

“You’re right Sam, I didn’t think about that. God, I messed up.”

“She’ll be back man and you can talk to her, I’ll go grab us some food before I head back.” 

As Dean was finishing his call with Sam, she sneaked back in.

“She’s here now, talk to you soon.”

“Everything ok?” she asked.

Her eyes were red, she had been crying.

Shit, I’m an asshole.

“Uh yeah, Sam said cops think it’s a serial grave robber, it’s happened before. Told him we could stick around for a few days and see if anything happens. He’s grabbing food, and should be back soon.”

She nodded.

“Y/N I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” I got up to go towards her.

She backed away.

“It’s ok Dean, I’m just being over sensitive right now.” 

“No you’re not, I shouldn't have brought it up.”

“Dean it’s fine really, let’s just drop it.”

“I don’t want to drop it Y/N, I’ve been awful to you these last few months. I was trying to give you space to heal and it backfired. You think I hate you or can’t stand you. Neither is the case.”

“I understand Dean, I know I can be a lot. It’s ok.”

I raised my voice “But it’s not, I feel like I’m losing you!”

She began to cry. 

“Dean, I was doing fine, great even. Until I realized the biggest part of me was missing you. Sam was great at helping me, sure, but you told me you would stick by my side and you didn’t. I really get it. I’m annoying as hell. Everyone deserves a break. But you know I would do anything for you, hell I have and I know you have done a lot for me. And the fact is, I’m not yours to lose. So stop apologizing, put your big boy pants on, and move on. I’m not going to keep doing this!”

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Y/N’s POV:

Dean took a step back and sighed.

He can’t keep doing this to me and I can’t keep doing this to myself.

I could tell I upset him.

I rubbed my head and sighed. “Look, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I just don’t need to keep hearing your apologies alright, I get it Dean. You forget I know you better than you know yourself. I’ll be ok, please don’t beat yourself up.”

I moved to hug him. 

He held me in his arms.

Then spoke, “You know I can’t do that sweetheart, beating myself up is my number one hobby.” He laughed.

“Well you need to stop, especially when it comes to me.” I moved back.

“I just need to know it’s going to be ok Y/N, I know I messed up but I will be better. Promise.”

“I know Dean, I know.”

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EVERYTHING HE COULDN'T

Anora "Ani" Mikheeva × Igor | Anora (2024)

CHAPTER 1. Used to You.

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SUMMARY. Ani is a miserable wreck.

WORD COUNT. 2,615.

WARNINGS. none.

TAGS. emotional hurt.

AUTHORS NOTE.

chapter name inspiration: Used to You by Luke Combs

For an hour, Anora cried against Igor’s chest. The brunt of her emotions took control for the first 20 minutes as her sobs kept consistent prior to coming in waves for the hour’s remainder. Meanwhile, Igor stayed silent, only guarding her head and occasionally rubbing her back.

Everything was a rush to say the least; a two-day rodeo following the exhilarating high of an illicit affair that had the trodden red dust still swirling in its wake. Every word, every fight, every feeling was reminisced in burning colors. Red, green, black, blue. So many emotions in so little time. Miserable at its best and devastating at its worst. Control was overthrown by cruel fate that manifested itself into a forever winter. After fighting for the upper hand, in which she had gotten used to, she lost; a twist that left her spinning until she had everything stripped from her in a snap of an oligarch's fingers. The life she had dreamed of, put so much energy into, defended, chased after, and fought for with every ounce of her being had been shattered.

What a tragically beautiful chapter that had turned beautifully tragic.

…Then silence.

2 minutes.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

Finally, Ani pushed herself up, looked Igor in the eyes as she resituated her skirt, and slowly crawled off of him. She stayed put in the passenger seat for a few moments before leaving him alone in his grandmother’s freezing car. And although he watched her the entire time until she disappeared behind the door of her apartment, she never looked back.

4 DAYS LATER.

Shadows raced across the walls of Anora’s bedroom as the train’s shuttering competed with the loud silence. Despite having more than enough time to catch up on sleep, Ani’s head pounded against her pillow. She blinked open her eyes to catch the late afternoon sun slipping past her curtains for the first time in days. But it didn’t faze her. Rolling over with a sigh, she just closed her eyes again in hopes to fall back asleep. It was the only thing that would keep her from dwelling on the reasons why she was still lying lifeless on her bed after four days.

But even then, haunting dreams held her hostage time after time. Neon lights and nicotine mist painted the very first night her path crossed Ivan’s. Then came reckless nights across town, being twisted in silk sheets, and the most lavish treatments that led her to a quick marriage. He said ‘I do’ and put a 4-karat ring on her finger, sealing their deal for life — to be each other’s best friend, protector, and faithful spouse; they promised to love, honor, and cherish each other and made a bet on forever.

Forever… Until he decided that forever was too long. Too much to handle.

The second he found out that his parents were on his tail for marrying a sex worker, he broke his vows and fled. He left her to fend for their marriage and herself. Tooth and nail, she held her own. Bruised and exhausted, she chased the streets to find him. She begged and pleaded in true lover’s fashion to save her Cinderella story that she deserved but to no avail. His parents got into his head, his immaturity got the best of him, and she signed her name in Las Vegas, Nevada to annul their marriage.

Everything they did, everything they were, meant nothing. It was void, forgotten, burned to the ground and six feet under. He was in Russia, forced to make a working life of his own while she laid lifeless, cornered by her oppressing thoughts and tangled emotions.

Was she ignorant for believing something so grand could happen to her? Was she right for thinking that someone as high-up as Ivan could ever love someone like her and everyone would be okay with it? Was it all a fantasy designed to lead her on just to leave her in the middle of nowhere?

The whole thing had been a shitshow, and the breakthrough of it all was just the beginning. The accomplice who had bruised her, “assaulted” her, and held her hostage was the one she ended up confiding in — he pulled her close to his chest and allowed her to let it all go. Pain. Frustration. Anger. Fear. Heartbreak. Lack of control. Everything that had been dismissed by her scrappy, brazen front became too much when that psychopath made a move to kiss her. Despite the fact that she attempted to seduce him, it was a shock that blindsided her completely.

And she was drowning in the aftermath of it all.

Her phone vibrated for the thousandth time on her bedside table. Lulu had been sending countless texts; some were questions, some were updates, and some were simple ‘I miss you’ and ‘I’m always here if you need me’ reminders.

That was another bother. Work.

She would almost rather be dead than go crawling back to HQ. She was the one who got out and finally had something to her name other than being one of the most popular workers at the club. She was paid decently by dozens of clients, both new and established, but how was she supposed to go back there when all of her ex-co-workers would know the truth. Her ticket to freedom was only good for two weeks before it was set ablaze, and she wasn’t ready to face the fact that Diamond was right about her fate. She loathed the thought.

Unfortunately for her, being a sex worker was all she’d ever known. She didn’t want to work as a café waitress or cashier/merchandiser at some convenience store. She didn’t have a diploma or a degree under her belt and, damn sure, didn’t have the money for college. Well, she did, but she was sharing an apartment with her sister, and couldn’t just let her pay for everything else that wasn’t her tuition. She wasn’t that insensitive.

Through her countless thoughts, knocking thrummed her door. Speak of the Devil.

Vera slowly opened the door. She wasn’t expected to be home from work until 6:00, but here she was. Thankfully, she wasn’t a hoverer, despite being the older sister. She knew Ani needed her space and would come around when she was ready, but it still didn’t hurt to offer food, water, or a shoulder to lean on. It was obvious, from the first time she saw her back home that something had gone down, but, again, Vera knew pushing the issue would only make things worse. They were both stubborn but knew, most of the time, when to hold their tongues. They knew when to leave each other alone and tried to not pry when the other was in a mood.

“Hey,” she started calmly, holding a steaming mug in her hand. “I just wanted to see how you were doing.” She was surprised to see her sister facing the door rather than seeing her back. “I made tea if you want some.”

After ignoring her the past several times she had come into her room, Ani finally spoke to her. “I thought you were working ‘til 6:00.” Her voice was quiet and dull.

“We weren’t too busy, so Frankie let me leave early. I guess everyone’s staying in to avoid the snow.” It was nice to hear her little sister’s voice, regardless of how unlively it sounded. Vera had only heard Ani’s door open and close when she used the bathroom or showered, nothing more. She never talked besides that. “Can I get you anything?”

“No.”

A pitied weight dropped in Vera’s stomach. “Will you, at least, eat or drink something if I brought it to you?”

But the other refused, voice now a little harder. “I don’t want anything.”

Vera shifted her weight, now matching her sister’s tone. “You can’t live like this forever. You need to do something to take care of yourself. I can’t do it for you.”

“I never asked you to take care of me.”

“Well, sitting in your room, miserable, isn’t doing shit. It’s impractical and doesn’t help bring in money to pay for everything. I’m not busting my ass just so you can lay around all day, wasting your life away.”

Anora picked her head up to glare at her older sister. That’s when the other knew she had overstepped her bounds. She didn’t know what had happened or how it had happened other than it had something to do with her recent marriage. In between those words of frustration, she was worried. Very worried. Her younger sister wasn’t the type to let things get to her, and if she did, she was able to get over it with a flick of her tinsel-laced hair. This was day four, and she hadn’t shown any signs of letting up.

Vera let her shoulders drop. “I’m worried about you,” she admitted in an apologetic way.

“I’ll live, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Ani nonchalantly replied, laying her head back down on her pillow.

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

The younger sister only kept silent, not bothering to brush back the few fallen strands of hair from her face. Deep down, she appreciated her sister’s concern, but didn’t have the energy to accept it. It was awkward and made her feel more disarmed than she already was before becoming suddenly irritable. So instead of taking her sister’s nagging, she mustered up the will to push off her covers and get up. “You don’t need to worry about me.” Her head spun while her legs were forced to stabilize herself, but she tried not to let any of that show. She only advanced towards the door, brushing past Vera. “I’ll be fine.”

The older bit back. “You’re obviously not fine.” Watching her sister pass, she couldn’t help but let her gaze travel, catching the dark bruises against her pale skin. One or two were normal for her, knowing that her job was very physical but being covered in them shocked her blind. “How did you get all of those bruises?” she blurted out without thinking. “Did you get into a fight or something?”

Ani instantly regretted getting up. “I said, don’t fucking worry about me,” she snapped.

But Vera grabbed her wrist just before she was out of reach. “Anora…”

The sincere concern ringing in her voice made the younger stop. Not only did she grab her arm, but using her real name — her Russian name — hit more than she ever thought it would. She turned her head to look back at her and knew Vera had seen the twin scratches across her cheek when she reached out to carefully brush them. Then numbness washed over her upon seeing her older sister’s dark eyes pour into her own.

“What happened to you?”

At the kitchen table, Anora explained whatever she could to Vera. She didn’t add in any details, but she definitely didn’t relay every single one. All the while, her sister only sipped on her tea and listened. It wasn’t like her to listen intently, but this time, she did.

When she finished the rundown, she was expecting her older sister to badger her on how ignorant she had been to let this unfold, stupid she was to believe that a Cinderella story like the one she had could ever happen to her, and gullible for falling for someone who was still very young and naïve.

But she kept quiet while staring down at the table’s polished wooden face, processing everything that was just spilt to her.

On the other side, Ani mirrored her. Having told her sister actually helped relieve the pressure that weighed on her chest but made her realize the reality of it all. She lived it, but hearing it come out as a story was completely different. It sounded wild, chaotic, and downright insane. Even still, that’s the way she loved Ivan Zakharov. 

Until she didn’t.

“I’m sorry,” Vera spoke up softly. “I can’t imagine going through something like that.” She waited to see if her sister would say something.

Nothing.

“But it’s not your fault.”

Ani lifted her face to look at Vera, almost looking surprised.

“None of what happened is your fault. You don’t choose where you come from or who you come from. If someone can’t accept you for you, then fuck ‘em. That’s on them, not you.” She watched her little sister only stare back at her, reading doubt across her face. “He wasn’t good for you, because you deserve better. You’re better than that, Anora.”

Ani’s skin pricked at Vera’s words. ‘You’re better than that.’ She hadn’t been so sure after being so blind, used, and thrown away. How could she have let herself fall so hard just to crash and burn? She was a sex worker and one hell of a hustler, but she was also somebody’s daughter and sister. Everyone was someone, despite who they were or where they came from. Vera was right; she did nothing to make the Zakharov family see her the way they did. It was their own assumptions and opinions. They didn’t know what kind of person she was yet judged simply by her job alone. It was just hard to see past something that had ruined her whole life… or what it would have been.

“And I’m not just saying that ‘cause I’m your sister,” Vera added on. “Yeah, you’re a stripper, but you’re making a fuckin’ living, and that’s what matters. You’re making the money. You’re doing the work, and you’re damn good at it, too.”

At least her sister approved. 

Deciding to leave the Zakharov topic alone, the older sister nodded towards Ani. “Is that what you’re gonna do? You gonna go back to Headquarters?”

Ani looked back down at her own cup, fingers running over the handle. “I don’t know.”

“You should,” the other responded. “Everyone liked you there, didn’t they? Your boss and the other girls.”

“Not everyone,” the younger muttered.

“Still,” Vera rolled her eyes before continuing, “You got a hell of a lotta tips there, too, so it’s not a bad idea. Do what you know. That’s what we were taught, right?”

That’s what her sister didn’t understand. Sure, there was a big chance that she would be welcomed back by most of the girls and even Jimmy, but her pride was the biggest problem. She struck everyone as the kind of person to not care what others thought, but not everything could be overlooked. Could she really swallow her pride, get back on the pole, and get over her once-upon-a-time, happily-ever-after story that had left her heart bleeding?

When Anora didn’t answer, Vera looked for another outlet. “Or you can do something else. It’s up to you, as long as it helps us pay for shit, y’know.” She took a sip of her lukewarm tea, letting her sister think on the thought.

And Ani did. Her stomach turned and twisted at the thought, but she knew she had to do something. Working as a sex worker was all she knew. She was good at it and had more experience than she knew what to do with. Was she supposed to just ‘do what she knew’ or venture outside of her comfort zone to look for something new — somewhere that wouldn’t be so painful to show herself? Somewhere she could start fresh, and no one would know her adversity of a past. Somewhere that doesn’t hold every memory of Ivan Zakharov.

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Oh For a Muse of Fire! Part 14

Steve to the rescue again. Eddie is having a horrible week.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9 Part 10  Part 11 Part 12  Part 13  

*

When Steve came home that night, Robin was waiting for him on their couch.

“Hey, Robs,” he greeted warmly. “How was work?”

“Crystal is working out great, he’s got flare,” she said with a grin. “Like you, but different. He had us in stitches during clean up.”

Steve smiled. “I’ll miss you guys.”

Robin’s grin slid into something more dear. “Me too. But I get why you want to get the hell out of Dodge.”

Steve went to the fridge to get them a couple of sodas. When you can get your booze for free, you tend to have other kinds drinks around the house instead.

He handed her one and flopped down next her. “I talked to Mrs Byers and I’m pretty sure I’m going to ace the class. So guess who is graduating, baby?”

Robin squealed. “Yes! I guess Eddie was your lucky charm.”

Steve blushed.

“I didn’t see your painting when I came home,” she said slyly. “Is there a reason you didn’t bring it home?”

Steve’s eyes went wide. “Shit! I left in the car!” He scrambled out the door and was back in under a minute panting.

“Thank fuck it wasn’t too hot today,” he said between breathes. “Otherwise I would have started bawling.”

Robin held out grabby hands. “I want to see!”

Steve turned it around and handed the canvas to her.

“Holy shit, Steve!” she whispered. “This is really good. Like art gallery good.”

He blushed. “It’s just an assignment. It isn’t a big deal.”

“Like hell it isn’t,” she gushed. “You should submit this to the art show for graduating seniors.”

Steve opened his mouth for some excuse, but he didn’t have any. Not really. “Yeah. I’ll let Mrs Byers know.”

Robin handed the painting back and he set gently to the side.

“So what did you and Eddie do...?” she asked with a wink and then her face twisted. “If you had sex I don’t want to know that. Ew.”

Steve laughed. “How did you know I was with Eddie?”

She rolled her eyes. “Because there is no one else that you would play hooky for other than me and I since I worked, the only logical conclusion was Eddie.”

Steve’s face was nearly split in two by the grin that comment induced. “Fair enough. He had a nasty ex show up after class today and it really shook him up.”

Robin pushed his shoulder. “Fuck, dingus. You don’t know how to play fair, do you? I can’t make fun of something like that. Bastard.”

He huffed out a small laugh. “And then he wanted me to listen to some of the songs he’d been writing.”

She giggled and clapped her hands. “Anymore of them about you?”

Steve shook his head. “At least none of the ones he played for me sounded like they were about me. Not like the last one.”

Robin sighed. “Maybe they’re love songs and he’s not ready for you to hear him declare his undying love for you yet.”

He blushed. “He just so amazing, Robs. He deserves every good thing in this world and he just can’t seem to get there. And it’s pissing me off.”

“I know, sweetie,” she said. “I know.”

*

Steve and Robin walked out of their apartment the next day to see a bunch of guys surrounding Eddie.

“Call 911,” he hissed. “I’ll try to keep them busy until the cops arrive.”

Robin’s eyes were wide, but she nodded bravely.

Steve strolled toward the group with a goofy smile on his face. “Hey there, boys. I don’t think I’ve seen you guys around here before.”

The ring leader was a tall, broad-shouldered, good looking man with blond hair. The kind of person Steve would have hung out with in high school. But this was long past that.

They all turned to him and a chill went down Steve’s spine. Some of them had baseball bats and one of the had a tire iron.

And Eddie was in the middle looking terrified.

“Just keep walking,” the ringleader sneered. “We’ve got some business with the Freak here.”

The name sent a second, more dangerous chill down Steve’s spine. The Freak was what they called Eddie in high school. Because he was always out, loud, and proud and made sure it was everyone’s problem.

And then it hit him. He knew who the ringleader was. Fuck.

“Jason Carver, right?” Steve asked, goofy smile still plastered to his face.

Jason was a year behind Steve in high school at a rival school. Dude was so good he had made basketball team captain his junior year.

The ringleader turned further from Eddie to take a better look at Steve.

“Holy fuck!” Jason cursed. “Steve Harrington!”

Steve’s smile turned into a feral grin. “Oh good, you do remember me. And you’ll know that I’m famous for stopping what you’re about to do.”

“Steve!” Robin cried. “Catch!”

Steve’s hand came up and when it came back down everyone was staring at the bat now in his grasp. The top of it had been decorated with nails.

“I take this to Pride every year,” Steve said casually, like he was talking about the weather. “It’s my anti-homophobe bat. It’s a great deterrent for assholes like you.”

He twirled it around, warming up his wrist. “So are you going to walk away or are you boys going to be introduced to Hela?”

Jason looked at his friends and then back at Steve. “There are five of us and only one of you, you really think you can take all of us?”

Steve smiled warmly. “Of course not, I just have to keep you busy until the cops show up.”

Jason’s friends started to mutter to themselves.

Jason scoffed. “You didn’t have time to call the cops.”

Steve batted his eyelashes innocently at Jason. “I’ve never said I did. Robin called them while we were talking.”

They started to look at each other worryingly.

“And if I know Eddie,” Steve continued, “he’s hit the emergency button on his cell phone so that the cops have a recording you threatening to jump me with your buddies.”

Jason sneered. “I think you’re bluffing.” His friends didn’t look convinced.

“Hey, man,�� one of the said, putting a hand on Jason’s arm, “if they did call the cops we need to get out of here.”

“Pussy,” Jason sneered, pulling away from him and grabbing the tire iron from him. “I’ll handle this myself.”

Steve cocked his head to the side. “I’m going so wreck that pretty face of yours Carver.”

Jason snarled like a cornered animal, full of rage and fear. He leapt forward swinging the iron like a club, all brute force and no finesse.

Steve loosened the muscles in his neck as Jason swung wildly passed where Steve had been previously, having stepped deftly to the side.

“That’s not the way you swing, you moron,” he heckled. “Maybe you should have taken some baseball with your basketball like I did.” Steve swung and tapped the back of Jason’s jacket. Not hard enough to actually hurt him, but enough that Jason stumbled as he was off balance because of his swing.

Jason fought to stay on his feet, but managed to whirl around to face Steve.

“You want to try again?” Steve asked, brightly.

Jason charged at him again and again Steve side stepped him, tapping him on the back as he passed.

Then there was the bee-whoop of a cop car pulling up. The four other guys pushed at each other in panic as they tried to run. But they ran straight into the arms of the waiting officers.

“Just put down the weapons, boys,” a big burly man said into his megaphone.

Steve laughed. “I’d love to, Chief Hopper. But I’mma gonna wait until he puts his down first.”

Hopper sighed so loud Steve could hear it without it being amplified by the megaphone.

“Harrington, I should have known,” Hopper croaked into the megaphone. “You! The other one.” Jason turned to him in shock at being called ‘the other one’. “I’d best be putting that tire iron down, before Steve decides you’re not worth the effort and flattens your face right quick.”

Jason looked back at Steve and then to Hopper. He slowly put the iron down. Steve did the same to his bat and kicked it behind him, where Robin ran to pick it up.

Jason held up his hands and slowly stood up. One of the deputies came running up and handcuffed him.

“You’re going to pay for this, Munson!” Jason snarled.

Eddie waved from where he was at Robin’s side, having dashed over there while the idiots were watching Jason and Steve fight.

They had to call Diamond and let him know they would be late. Eddie tried to call Joyce, but Hopper put a hand over his phone and gently lowered it.

“I’ve already let her know, son,” Hopper told him. “She says she’ll cancel classes for the rest of the week, if you need.”

Eddie shook his head. “Jus–just for today.”

Hopper nodded. “You take care, all y’all.”

Once their statements had been taken and they were allowed to leave, Steve put his hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “If you need me to call in again, I will.”

Eddie shook his head. “You still need to pay rent, Stevie. I’ll hang out with Uncle Wayne today.”

Steve grinned. “Good plan, nothing beats a tire iron like a mechanic’s wrench.”

Eddie grinned back. “I like the way you think, sweetheart.”

Steve pushed his shoulder. “Go on. Some of us have to work for our living.”

Eddie laughed and walked to his van, Steve shaking his head as he watched him go.

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My idea for what Shane was like when he first moved to the valley! headcanons / design explaination below.

CWS: death, selfharm, depression, suicidal ideation [stay safe]

his hair isn't too far off how i usually draw it [missing the shaved sides] because i think it'd be like a grown out buzzcut. After Jas' parent's die that's when he falls into depression and after only a few months he just buzzed it all off for easier matenance especially considering he now has to deal with Jas' kinkier hair and learn how to do that, he didn't have time for himself. After a couple months though, Marnie introduces him to Emily who starts cutting his hair every month or so, slowly making them friends.

i gave him really red and squinty eyes since while him being a stoner would be interesting i don't think he would for Jas' sake. I wanted to make him look just- so fucking tired and out of it and as if he very visably broke the fuck down 5 minutes before leaving the house and is practically snarling at anyone who gets to close incase they notice. another thing of note when it comes to his skin is the self harm scars, far from fresh but there, no longer caring enough to hide them, not from confidence but emptiness.

i didn't think too much on his clothes but in my head this is before he got a job at joja and i think that the tunnlers shirt would just cause a level of soreness since i think he and Jas' parents were presumbly gridball fans and rooting for the same team. i think it'd also draw more attention to him than he'd like. He's... okay with Jas getting attention, rumour spreads fast enough so people know not to ask and she deserves to be comfortable and cute, besides it's hard to find alternative baby rompers. If Shane wore the Tunnlers shirt then that gives people a leg up on one of his intrests and he can't risk making friends only to hurt them when he stops being around since he knows what that's like. I just gave him some vaguely punky clothes since that would at least scare off all the mother hens around town feeling sorry for him. His clothes don't fit as well anymore though, his shirt is riding up slightly exposing his tummy as a treat for me because since he stopped playing gridball and stopped taking care of himself he's started gaining weight.

As a final thing, he wears his friends' promise rings, they never had enough money or time to get married or even engaged for that matter before all that was left of them was their daughter, who seemed to always gravitate towards grabbing her parents' ring fingers, seeming to be intrigued by the texture difference. and while Shane knows logically thats all it was there's a part of him that wants her to have that constant, at least as a baby

[imagineanime2022]

Upper Moons Reacting To Kianna

Characters: Gyutaro, Daki, Gyokko, Hantengu, Akaza, Doma, Kokoshibo

Requested: @nunezs-stuff

Request: Original Request (there some really cool art to go with the request for this one as there has been with all of the other requests for this OC always forget to say that when linking the ask)

Daki/Gyutaro

👫 Daki definitely tried to make Kianna feel like she was lower than her, which Kianna would likely ignore but if Daki decided to start a fight Kianna would likely wipe the floor with her. 👫 Gyutaro doesn’t actually have much to do with her unless the fight goes ahead of course he protects his sister, he doesn’t actually dislike her in any way in fact she kind of reminds him of Daki when she was younger. 👫 Gyutaro and Daki reminded Kianna of her relationship with Subaru and in turn reminded her of what the demon slayers took away from her, in fact that might be where an understanding starts to form between the three of them. 👫 They probably will not see eye to eye all the time, especially because Daki truly does believe that she deserves everything and low key wanted to make Kianna one of her meals one day. 👫 When it came down to it Kianna was stronger than they were and they would learn whether they fought her or not.

Gyokko

🫙 This man tried all of his usual tricks but none of them worked on her and eventually she ended up ignoring him which only offended him so much like all demons he resorted to violence. 🫙 He messed around and found out, honestly. Never happened again. 🫙 From there on he was terrified of her, literally never crossed her again in fact he spent a lot of time trying to impress her after that not that it worked any of the time. 🫙 Gyokko gives off vague Reiji vibes, which pursuit for perfection and judgement of everyone around him, which for obvious reasons made her uncomfortable and she’ll often choose not to be in the same room as him. 🫙 Gyokko and Kianna probably would not get on, she could probably work with him sparingly but there is no world where she offers to work with him or help him in any way.

Hantengu

😨 He’s terrified of her, he laid eyes on her and shook in place. It honestly doesn’t take much but everything from the way that she dressed and the expression on her face gave him pause. 😨 If she ever meets the other 5 personalities that hide in his body they test their luck with her, often pushing her buttons especially Karaku and Urogi. The others are more periodic and really depend on the situation. 😨 They don’t really interact because he hides across the room, she always knows where he is because she doesn’t entirely trust him. 😨 Kianna is probably the only person that can deal with the 5 different personalities for more than 5 minutes because of the people that she used to live with. Sekido literally hates that he doesn’t scare the way that he does everyone else. 😨 They don’t interact outside of missions so there’s not much to say about they’re relationship, they will naturally choose opposite sides of the room that just they way that they are.

Akaza

👊 Mutual respect. 👊 Akaza I feel that reminds her or Subaru because of his loyalty, strength and temper. Kianna to Akaza was someone worth knowing the name of, she was strong in her own right and worth sparing with but was still respectful to those above her. 👊 When they had the time they would spar off all of the upper moons; he is the one that she would be found spending time with by choice. 👊 They both hate Doma (more on that later) so when Doma is trying his hardest to be annoying to either one of them the other will help defend against and in most cases seriously injure him to get him to go away. 👊 Kianna is closest to him, with some interaction mimicking things that happened with Subaru and while she never said it but they both seemed to understand that there was something unspoken for both of them.

Doma

🧎 He reminds her of Laito. End of story. Nothing more. 🧎 She hates him but for the moment that he saw her, he wanted her to love him. Doma has made it his mission to make her react to him and he dedicated his time to that. 🧎 To be honest that was one of the things that she did admire about him, the dedication but apart from that everything about him disgusts her and she wants nothing more than to be miles away from him. 🧎 Doma would always do that thing where he appears behind her to talk directly into her ear and he first instinct is to lash out, her hits would never connect but if he for whatever reason got aggressive it would trigger a fight or flight response in her. 🧎 Doma is the one that she actively avoids, they don’t do missions together but he did seek her out on his own time if only to be annoying.

Kokushibo

🌕 He’s indifferent to her, the same as he is with everyone else. His presence is in some ways comforting. 🌕 Kokushibo would often scold her for attempting to hit Doma but it was his oppressive presence that made her uneasy around him. Again he reminded her of one of the boys that she used to live with Shu. 🌕 She tried not to have anything to do with him past working with him because he was easy to anger and spoke very few words it made her uneasy. 🌕 Unlike Doma, she is able to work with him, he does keep his distance and very rarely says anything past mission details and plans. 🌕 They were professional in their relationship, nothing more and nothing less. Kokushibo doesn’t really have the capacity for anything else.

Request Here!!

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Just A Number

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader meets Bucky at a party and the attraction is more than either one of them wants to resist.

Notes: Since most stories are younger readers I felt like having a more mature reader could be a nice change of pace. Especially since I'm creeping up on senior discounts and want to believe Bucky could fall in love with someone like me.

I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female, tall and this one is obviously 40+

Chapter 5

Warnings: swearing, angst, fluff

"Hello James"

Bucky kissed her hand, then pulled back to get a good look at her and felt like his heart stopped or maybe it was racing. His heart was definitely doing something.

He went to speak but his throat was suddenly dry, making him cough.

He cleared his throat "Hi Doll. You look....stunning." He was lost for any more words for a second before he forced some out "I brought these for you." he offered her a bouquet of pink roses gripped in his left hand.

Dawn stepped up when Y/N just stared at him "I'll put these in some water for you." she took the flowers and nudged her sister in the ribs which broke her stare.

Bucky smiled, encouraged that Y/N seemed as distracted by him as he was by her. "Are you ready to go? I'm kinda double parked."

She giggled and Bucky's brain almost stalled again before he laughed along with her "I know, I know, that's so New York."

Dawn smiled as they walked out the front door, secure in the knowledge that her sister was in good hands for the nite.

Bucky was a perfect gentleman, opening doors and taking her coat when they were seated in a secluded booth of the small bistro he brought her to.

They ordered wine and an appetizer to nibble on while they waited for their meals, making small talk about living in the city.

Once they had their food in front of them they both realized this was where the real talking was supposed to start and clammed up.

Bucky broke the ice "Why is the idea of us too complicated?"

Y/N choked on her food when she accidentally gasped while swallowing. She grabbed her wine to help get her food down and took a minute to compose herself.

"James, you are one of the sweetest and kindest men I've ever met and deserve so much happiness after what you've been through but I don't know if I can give you all that."

Bucky shook his head and reached for her hand, touching her gently "Doll, I don't-"

She cut him off "James, I'm too old for you."

Bucky was stunned, that wasn't what he was expecting at all. His jaw dropped and he just stared at her incredulously. He watched her eyes fill with tears before he could form a cogent response.

He shook his head and coughed to cover the laugh that threatened to come out when he realized what she said and how serious she was.

"Y/N, sweetheart. I was born in 1917. I'm over 100 years old. How could you possibly be too old for me?"

Y/N sighed as a tear ran down her face "James, I'm almost 50."

Bucky gave her a funny look "Almost 50? Seriously, what are you 35?"

She glared at him "Don't make fun of me. I'm 47. Premenopausal, which is a hormonal, moody, hot flashy nightmare. I doubt you want to deal with all that. Hell, I don't even want to deal with my mess."

"Sweetheart, you don't know Sam. You couldn't possibly be more annoying than him. Or more difficult than Helmut Zemo."

She huffed at him "Well, my last pregnancy was very difficult and I had to have a c-section so had my tubes tied. I couldn't give you any kids."

Bucky looked at her expectantly thinking there must be more than that. When she didn't continue he sighed "Doll, when did I ever say anything about wanting kids?"

She took a deep breath "You didn't but I know that was the expectation during your time and I know that your chance for that happily ever after was taken from you. You deserve all that."

Bucky shook his head "I never thought about any of that back then. I was busy taking care of Steve and trying to keep us alive through the depression. Then the war started and I honestly didn't think I'd survive."

"What about the ladies man I've heard about? You never thought of settling down with any of them? Having a family?"

She asked softly.

"Nah, it was all just for fun." He rubbed her hand lightly "None of them were half the woman you are. The past is done, this is my time now and I want you. A partner in crime, a travel companion to see the world with, without a war or mission" he lowered his voice "a lover."

She shivered at the way his voice washed over her and tried to keep her head clear "You would have to meet my kids. They're grown and don't live with me anymore but are a bit protective after everything. We usually have dinner together on Sundays."

Bucky smiled "Dinner with your kids isn't a problem."

He paused, unsure if he should push but he wanted everything on the table "So what's everything? The Snap?"

Y/N nodded, feeling a bit more confident since he hadn't run away screaming

"I had a partner, since high school but he didn't believe in marriage. Mike was my first in a lot of ways. I met him when I was 13, we started dating when I was 14 and I was pregnant at 17 when I graduated high school."

She felt her eyes filling up again thinking about him. "I suppose I was lucky, when the snap happened my kids and Dawn were still here with me but I lost Mike. When it was reversed I was so happy and excited to see him again."

She looked down "Mike was an electrician and was working on some new apartments when it happened. When it was reversed he showed up in the same place but the apartment had been finished and rented. The tenant didn't know what was happening, he just saw a strange man in his home and he" she choked up before clearing her throat and softly finishing "He shot and killed him."

Bucky's eyes grew wide "Jesus" he whispered "I'm so sorry you went through that doll."

"It took two weeks before he was identified and the police stopped by to tell me." She dabbed the tears from her eyes. "We were together for over 30 years and I'm not sure I know how to have a relationship after losing him, twice."

Bucky smiled at her "And I've spent my life frozen or fighting and haven't had a real relationship, well ever. We can learn together."

She smiled nervously "I, I don't know. It's a little scary. I didn't even date or anything during the blip, the world was so weird and people were a little nuts."

Bucky nodded "Why don't you let me court you, Doll? We can take it slow and see how it goes. Don't you deserve a chance to be happy again?"

He smirked "Even at your advanced age you still deserve love and happiness."

She giggled and lightly slapped his hand "Cracks about my age won't endear you to me so watch yourself."

"Fine, fine. I'll be nice." He paused with a twinkle in his eyes "Don't want to stress your aged heart out."

She pinched his arm "Just because I'm not a super soldier doesn't mean I won't hurt you."

Bucky laughed "Sorry doll, couldn't help myself. I'll be good now."

"Riiight, you better be good Barnes or I'll make friends with Sam and team up against you." She threatened.

Bucky made an exaggerated gasp and put his left hand over his heart like he was in pain "You wouldn't dare."

Y/N laughed out loud at the shocked face he made. "I suppose it's only fair to give you a chance. It would be too cruel to give you just a taste and then withhold my awesomeness. You had better make it worth my while Sargent Barnes."

Bucky smiled at her, lighting up his face, and she was glad she was sitting because she saw what all those girls he romanced back in his day must have seen and her knees felt weak.

He thought for a moment, contemplating if he should bring up her connection to John Walker before deciding that their pasts are why they were here.

"So, how did you end up a Walker?"

She sighed "When I was growing up, before my parents died they were our next door neighbors in Astoria. I babysat for them, Dawn was like my own little baby doll. Johnny and I were close, I taught him how to swing a bat and catch a ball. I always had so much fun with them.

One night, when I was 12 I was at a sleepover with a friend from school and there was a fire. Both of my parents were killed. I didn't really have any other family so the Walker's took me in."

She shook her head trying to clear the emotions away. "They were good people and things were pretty good until Johnny started puberty. He got in with some douchebag jock guys and they teased him about me. Dared him to ask me out and bullied him when I refused. He kept bugging me until Mike stepped in. Johnny has resented me ever since. I caught him bragging to Lamar that he would get me after I lost Mike but.....no."

Bucky shook his head "I knew he was garbage but, damn."

"Yeah, he wasn't happy when he heard me telling Dawn about running into you. Whined about how you and Sam testified against him." She shrugged "He's been mad at me and talking shit since I turned him down, I'm used to it."

Bucky frowned "You let me know if it gets to be too much. Now that he has the serum he's more dangerous."

When they finished their dinner they shared a cannoli for dessert and finished their bottle of wine. They were relaxed and happy, having aired the big stuff, talking about everything big and small from favorite color or music to stories about both of their childhoods.

They held hands in the car on the way back to her place. When they arrived Bucky double parked to walk her to the front door.

Y/N looked at him shyly "Do you want to come in for a drink?"

Bucky growled softly, pulling her closer to him, his left hand on her lower back, his right caressing her cheek. "More than you know but we both know it won't stop with a drink and we're taking things slow."

He moved his right hand to the back of her neck and pulled her closer, leaning in to kiss her softly.

Y/N sighed into the kiss, her hands combing through his hair, nails gently scratching his scalp and he couldn't help himself from tracing her lips with his tongue until she let him in. Bucky deepened the kiss and groaned softly before he pulled away.

"You're not making this easy, doll."

She giggled "That's not my job sarge."

Bucky smirked "I'll remember that."

"That's the point."

Bucky kissed her again "You busy tomorrow? Lunch?"

She pouted at him "No, I have chores and errands. Plus dinner with the kids. I think I should tell them about you before they meet you." She pulled on his hair making him groan. "Maybe in a few weeks?"

Bucky shrugged "Whenever you're ready is fine with me. I don't want to push you into anything you aren't comfortable with."

He kissed her again "One nite this week?"

She nodded, answering him in a breathy voice "I'll text you when I look at Peppers schedule on Monday and figure out what nite is good."

"You can text me before that. Or call. Whenever."

She giggled "G'nite James."

"G'nite doll." He stood there until she had closed and locked the door behind her.

When Y/N made it to her bedroom she changed into an oversized t-shirt before falling into her bed and pulling her phone out of her purse. She sent Bucky a text

'Thank you for tonite, I had a great time XOXO'

Bucky saw the text when he got back to his place 'Me too. See you soon.'

Both of them fell asleep smiling that nite.

@supraveng @cjand10 @440mxs-wife @kandis-mom

Chapter 6

[tillthelandslide]

Insufferable Arsehole Head canons

a/n: okay so i randomly had this idea and i'm aware most people wont be interested in the slightest but i just had to write it, for myself more than anything haha. So I was thinking about the character Lou within my Matty series "insufferable arsehole" and i was thinking about her relationship/friendships with the guys and decided to do some head canons for each of the boys... enjoy if you do read haha

Special thanks goes to @poisonmedaddy13 aka my wonderful support system on here :) thank you for helping me with this, for not shutting down my ideas and for having my back

Part 5 will be posted soon so keep your eyes peeled if you're interested :)

PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE YET TO READ INSUFFERABLE ARSEHOLE BC SPOILERS!

You can read the series here

George:

George has been her best friend since diapers, they've gone through every aspect of their lives together, that fact alone means that they're bonded for life

They know every minute detail about each other

She thinks he probably knows her better than anyone

He's the one person in her life who has been a steady unwavering support

He's her rock, the person she knows she can go to for everything, for advice, for comfort for laughs, anything

they have to deal with lots of people assuming they're something more and it has got a bit tiring over the years but theyre kind of used to it by now

she knows he would jump in front of a train if it meant she lived

he would hurt anyone who hurts her and has come close to beating up ex's of hers that have been douches (and has punched a fair few of them)

she's the first he shares lyrics with or song concepts (even more matty sometimes)

they both felt that because they were so close, whatever one was feeling, the other felt too

not a day went by where they didnt talk, even when they weren't together, on opposite sides of the world, they would still talk

there was this one time: when they were around 16 maybe 17, g had organised this big surprise party for her birthday, it was absolutely amazing, he had managed to get a fuck ton of beer and weed from an older friend, his garden was full to the brim of all of their friends, some people she didnt know (not that it matter). but despite it being HER birthday party, he had invited matty who at some point in the night had said something about how the dress she was wearing would make all the guys think she was an easy fuck... she remembered how her best friend (a very drunk and high george) had laughed at mattys words... they didn't talk for weeks after that until one day her lanky friend appeared at her door, begging on his hands and knees to forgive him, saying how much of a prick he had been and how much he had missed her. somehow they grew closer after that, he would always have her back and she never questioned that.

they have their own handsake and george knows her disdain for something by one simple fact: she will crinkle her nose up at him, he'd do it back and then they'd laugh about it... it was their thing

she was practically his sister

nicknames they have for each other: G, Georgie (he doesn't like this too much), he calls her Lou ofc, also pumpkin (when she was sad or needed comfort),

Ross:

ross and lou grew close when they were kids, they were never as close as G and Lou (basically impossible to be) but there friendship was different

ross feels like the person she goes to when she doesn't even know she needs him

he's always there for her: always

he knows whats wrong before she does most of the time

they're relationship has the same vibe as ross x matty, that kind of intense platonic love

he's her cuddle bear, someone who gives amazing hugs, the kind that heal her

again she knew he'd die for her and she would for him

he was one of the best things that had ever happened to her, she know if she were to have kids he'd be the god father

she was his wingwoman most of the time, always trying to find a partner who was deserving of his love, someone who would love him the way he needed to be loved

he felt like her platonic soulmate, someone that made her soul happy

buttttt.... when they were younger they did used to flirt... like ALOT and people often thought they were together bc of this... they got drunk at a party once a shared quite a steamy kiss (they would take this to their graves btw) but over time it kind of just fizzled out and was replaced with this platonic love, he was enamored with her regardless

they were often childish with each other, he'd carry her around the empty stages on his back, so she began calling him "monkey man" not only bc he was freaking tall but because she clung to him like a monkey

nickanmes: lou would call him: monkeyman, macdonald, mr macdonald, he calls her: sweetcheeks, rockstar, cool kid, sweetheart

Adam:

now adam and lou aren't as close as lou x george and lou x ross but he's still one of her best friends

adam is the person she goes to if she needs an honest opinion, he is the The “tell it like it is” friend and she is so appreciative of that: often the other boys' opinions can be clouded by how much they love her, adam always had a fair mind about her

And tbh she was that for him too, he remembers when he confided in Lou about his worries about carly in his relationship (very early on in their relationship), he told her how he was worried carly would leave him becuase they could never have a 'normal' relationship, they'd always be on tour, swarmed with fans, fans who (despite their sweet intentions) would always want to know everything about their relationship, Lou all but smacked him round the head, telling him he was being ridiculous, that he'd never find another like carly, someone who was so loving and accepting of everyone she met, told him he might as well marry her and that his thoughts although valid, were just thoughts, and that the realistic state of things was that carly was going to love him regardless.

he is someone who watches on the sidelines, showering her with love and affection and his admiration in his own way, often by doing simple things like "i got you xyz thing because i remember you mentioned it"

he loves how she makes carly feel welcome, always the first to talk to her and ask how she is (carly and hann and agreed that they'd ask her to be godmother)

he's not often one to be cuddly with her but when he is it means so much more

they are the type of friends who dont have superficial conversations, their conversations are much more meaningful than that

he knows she'd do anything to protect him, carly and the baby that is on the way and is so thankful to her for that

she likes how in depth their conversations are, everyone knows hann as this guy that doesn't talk much but the two of them often talks for hours

he's one of those friends that tells these cracking jokes out of the blue that makes everyone die of laughter

nicknames: she ofc calls him Hann, she teasingly starts calling him daddy, he mainly calls her Lou tbh, sometimes calls her rockstar too

[uniiiquehecrt]

Thor Odinson

tagged by : @beheworthy bc i would ALWAYS like 💖💖💖

Give me a fictional character and I will say:

Favorite thing about them: His big dumb hero's heart. His compassion. How much he loves his home, his people, his family, his beloved, his friends — how much he loves.

Least favorite thing about them: //stares pointedly at his inability to form meaningful connections because Thor is Not Allowed to be Not Okay (even when it's obvious and people he loves asks him to share his heart).

Three things I have in common with them:

I am, myself, an elder sibling!! And one whose younger brother was/is someone I am incredibly close to, care a great deal about — that entire drama is very close to home for me.

A passion bubble for friends and family that's, on occasion, close to the surface... but otherwise am chill 👍

and .... bunt out golden child syndrome vibes. Especially that vibe of "do it on your own and put on your leader face at all times, because all eyes are on you, good luck"

Three things I don’t have in common with them:

His ... overly reserved nature. I've been told I can be serious but I don't think I brood the way he does.

One day I will be nearly half as eloquent in my speech outside of writing 🙏

The way that Thor is able to just command a room???? Goals. Total goals. I'm either very good at directing conversations or shaky at it and I wish I had Thor's level of confidence.

Favorite line:

"i would rather be a good man than a great king."

OR ALTERNATIVELY.

"is that why everything's on fire~?"

BROTP: Brodinsons 100% . Then the entire warriors + sif squad dynamics! I'm forever sad we never got more of them all together. Then Heimdall, because Thor deserves positive mentor figures in his life. (and as far as the avengers proper go: Thor/Steve absolutely deserves more recognition they were the og duo as far as Age of Ultron is concerned and y'all , we've all been sleeping.)

OTP: Fosterson ! :D They're adorable star-crossed lovers, and he loves her very much. (and she feels the same for him !)

NOTP: if i see (1) more fan art of thorki in the thor tag i will scream. I guess also bruce/thor and valkyrie/thor exist ...??? I'm not really sure who Thor's exactly shipped with in the MCU besides Jane.

Random Headcanon: One time I considered the thought of little!Thor being exceptionally friendly with his kitchen staff servants, and because he's a strong little guy, he'd pick up giant barrels 3x his size and lug them around just because he wants to be helpful. And he'd do it with or without the prize of getting snuck goodies (though he would definitely prefer the goodies, were it up to him.)

Unpopular Opinion: I'm not sure if this counts as an unpopular opinion exactly, but I do always find it interesting that in the Frozen Vault Scene in Thor (2011), what the cinematography and editors show us that sets Thor off is seeing the dead einherjar...

And I'd actually say that this triggers his anger more than the interruption of his crowning ceremony.

So with that in mind, I'm not actually sure that (most of) his rage regarding the situation was about the coronation at all, in that case. At least, not in comparison to the fear he states (semi-subtextually) about being strong enough to maintain Asgard's borders were. ("They know you are vulnerable.")

He actually seems to only be upset about the coronation AFTER Odin makes it very clear he's decided to change his mind and rescind the crown from him entirely ... which only further fuels the point that Thor isn't ready. (aka: the one thing Thor is keenly aware of, scared of, and is scared the Frost Giants also know.) Which, you know, he's not at that point in time, but I don't see a lot of people talk about the details of that particular inciting incident all that much.

(honestly the ENTIRE text and subtext of the frozen vault scene absolutely FASCINATES ME so maybe I'll do a deep dive on it one day idk)

Song SONGS I associate with them: ... //looks at my 5-minutes-until-13 hr playlist uh...

Glowing, Boreas, and Rounds by The Oh Hellos

Plant Life, The Real World, and Bird with a Broken Wing by Owl City

No Sanctuary by UNSECRET (ft. Sam Tinnesz and Fleurie)

Afterglow and Places by Portrair

Paper and Ink (fosterson) and Everything Changes in Time (brodinsons) by Madds Buckley ... also Hoping on Another Life by Madds Buckley

Favorite picture of them:

//pulls out my entire dark world screenshots folder bc are you really going to make me choose, quirks, are you really going to make me choose

soft beautiful 🥺🥺🥺🥺 precious boy ... give me more of that poncho look tho thanks

Tagging: @darkwee009 for pinkie pie or for kirby ! :D whichever you'd like more, friend !!!