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elareine · 3 years ago

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If you could, can you please write JayTim or RoyTim (whichever one you want) trying to be romantic and woo Tim (maybe with some puns, I love puns), but Tim is a bit oblivious towards it, because the other is so cool, therefore they must be trying to make friends and be nice with him and nothing more. So when he does finally realize its an italicized "Oh" moment.

Hi lovely!! Thank you for waiting so patiently for this fill. I... ended up making it JayRoyTim, I hope that's okay? It just fit so well, but I can totally write something else with JayTim or RoyTim for you if you want :)

Also, it turned out to be about pick-up lines more than wooing, sorry. I might’ve gone overboard with googling the puns. It's long enough that I put it on ao3, too. What's your username on there? Then I'll gift it to you.

if you were a transformer (you’d be optimus fine)

“Well, here I am.”

Tim looks up, utterly confused. “I didn’t call for you, but… that’s… great?”

Roy waggles his eyebrows. It looks faintly disturbing. Redheads should maybe not do that. Or, actually, Tim revises mentally, thinking of literally every other redhead Dick ever dated—that’s just Roy. “What are your other two wishes?”

“Coffee and some silence to finish working this case?”

Roy looks weirdly deflated at that, but he does get him some coffee. Tim soon forgets about it.

—

(“How’d it go?”

“Does obliviousness run in the family?”

“Yes. Yes it does. Have you met Bruce?”

“…okay, fair. Your turn next.”)

—

“Jason? What’re you doing here?”

Sure, Jason and Roy have been spending a lot more time in Gotham lately. Something to do with a case, Tim assumes. Maybe even with the one that they worked on together in Star City five months ago?

Anyway. They’ve been around, is what Tim is saying. Not at the manor, but at Tim’s apartment and his workspace, cause apparently it’s not worth rebuilding their safe house after it went up in flames, and Bruce and Damian are too often at Dick’s place. He’s not exactly surprised to see either of them anymore. (Pleased, yes. But not surprised.) However, Tim has no fucking clue why Jason is currently grinning at him from the other side of the library desk.

At least Tim has the good sense to check his name tag before he gasps: “Jason?”

“Oh, hey, Tim.” Jason’s grinning. “Guess you figured out my new job, huh?”

“Yeah.” Tim shakes his head. “Color me surprised.” So this is what Jason’s spending his days doing. He’s gotta be shadowing someone, right? Tim’ll ask him tonight.

“I’ve always liked this place.” Jason’s gaze is far away for a moment. Tim badly wants to know what he’s remembering. Then the older man seems to come back to himself and gives Tim a weird—maybe angry?—look. “It’s a good thing I’m a librarian, too, cause I’m totally checking you out.”

“Alright, I can take a hint.” Tim grabs his book and demonstratively walks over to the self-service scanners. Really. How rude.

—

(“Are you telling me he managed to resist you in your cardigan?”

“Apparently.”

“Aww. C’mere, babe.”)

—

So Roy blows things up all the time. No, really, Tim now totally understands why Dick was so happy when he heard the duo is camping out at Tim’s place for a change. His older brother even gave Tim a thumbs-up, for God’s sake. He must’ve known.

Cause yeah, there’s at least one explosion every two days. Or Roy dropping something cause he’s too focused on what he’s thinking to remember what his hands are doing. Or something dropping on him. Jason seems used to it; he just catches whatever it is or laughs at Roy. Tim… is starting to learn to do the same, actually. Whatever Roy comes up with at that moment is usually worth it, and besides, he’s kinda adorable.

Aaaaaaanyway. (He’s using that word a lot in his own thoughts right now. Almost as if he’s avoiding thinking about something. Hmm.) Tim’s not surprised when Roy walks into a room, stumbles, and slaps a hand over his eyes with a dramatic exclamation.

Tim, in shorts and not much else cause he got drenched in pollen earlier, just raises an eyebrow. “Alright, Roy?”

“Nope.” Roy’s hand is still covering his face, but Tim can still see his grin underneath. “I’m gonna need your name and phone number for insurance purposes.”

“Roy. You have both of these things,” Tim explains slowly, wondering if Roy sustained a brain injury or accidentally dosed himself on something. “And why insurance?”

“I was blinded by your beauty.”

God. Sometimes Tim wonders about the original Titans and their socialization for the two dudes if this is how they think making friends works. Then again, Kori, Donna, and Dick probably appreciated constant compliments about their beauty. It all makes sense. Roy must be so used to it that he even uses those same methods when someone unexceptional like Tim is around.

He smiles gamely. “I’m looking forward to hearing that phone call. Must be almost as great as the time Bruce tried to convince his insurance company that Clark dropping on his car wasn’t an act of God because God is demonstrably not a Kryptonian. Neither was the giant ape punching Clark out.”

Roy drops his hand at that. “…Batman did what?”

—

(“You were doing so well, too.”

“I knoooow. How much more obvious can we get?”

“I dunno, but I intend to try.”)

—

“Do you like Star Wars? Because Yoda only one for me!”

“Haha. No. Star Trek or die.” Tim’s answer is automatic. He’s had these discussions soooo many times with Kon before. Of course Jason also goes for the space cowboy soap opera.

Besides, Jason’s boyfriend is standing right next to him. He doesn’t mean to sound flirtatious with Tim. Or maybe he does, and it’s just good fun? Or maybe teasing him? Tim can’t figure it out, but he knows he doesn’t like the weird hollow feeling he gets in his stomach when he thinks about it, so he changes the topic.

And makes both of them sit down to watch some classic Captain Kirk, of course.

—

(“Should I be insulted by that pick up line?”

“Nah. There aren’t that many lines that imply a polycule, though.”

A kiss. “Alright.”)

—

One of the things Jason and Tim have in common is their predilection for motorbikes and fiddling around with them. Not that makes them unique in the batclan; Tim has never spent days quietly working side-by-side with Dick, though, the way he does with Jason. They started out with separate projects. Then Jason saw this vintage Ducati at an abandoned warehouse he was about to blow up and, well… Would be a shame, right? Tim just happens to have had one of these before—regrettably lost to one of Harley’s exploding baseball bats—so he offers his expertise.

It’s not because it means bending over the engine with Jason, closer than they ever are, their hands brushing when they hand each other instruments. It’s not.

Roy doesn’t join them. He’s too polite to say so, but he finds normal cars and bikes boring af. Doesn’t stop him from popping his head into the garage and whistling when he sees that they are shirtless and covered in grease. It’s a damn good look on Jason, so Tim can’t fault him for that.

Roy follows it up with a: “Are you a parking ticket? Cause you got fine written all over you.”

Tim can’t help it; he blushes at the suggestive tone. Those two never stop flirting with each other, do they? So far, he has managed to avoid stumbling over them while they’re making out (not that they’re making that easy—the kitchen? Really?), and he’d like to keep avoiding that, thank you very much. He’s already feeling guilty enough for his fantasies as it is.

“Uh. I should clean up,” he mumbles and flees.

—

(“Dammit.”

“…do you think that was a rejection?”

“Nah. He was definitely checking me out before you came and fucked it up.”

“That’s saying something if you noticed it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”)

—

So Tim has magically acquired cat ears and a very fluffy tail. Don’t ask. They’re gonna go away in eight hours, and until then, he’s gonna stay in the cave and work himself to distraction. Jason seems intent on keeping him company, though.

(It’s nice. Tim loves hanging out with Jason—that’s not the problem. The issue is that Tim is looking ridiculous, and Jason is being nice about it, and none of this is helping his stupid crush go away.)

They’re absently chatting about nothing until Jason says: “Kinda a pity you’re a cat, though.”

Tim looks up. Huh? Admittedly, he never pegged Jason as the type to go for catboys (though maybe… he did hang out with Kyle… perhaps it’s just that he definitely doesn’t go for Tims), but that’s still a weird pronouncement.

Jason is grinning. “If you were a chicken, you’d be impeccable.” He pauses. “Wait. Like even more than you already are. Uh.”

Tim sighs. Great. And now Jason is making fun of him again. “Whatever.”

—

(“A chicken?”

“Shut up. I panicked.” A sigh. “He was so cute with these ears.”

“…yeah, he was.”)

—

“You must be tired. You’ve been running through my mind all night.”

“I’m not tired,” Tim says automatically. Why does everyone keep asking him that tonight? Surely the shadows under his eyes can’t be that bad? He used concealer!

Something in Roy’s expression softens. “Aww. C’mere.” He pats the space on the couch next to him, and when Tim sits down, Roy pulls him half of on top of him and into a hug. “Relax for a bit, little bird.”

Tim sinks into the embrace, boneless all of a sudden. Roy just has that effect on him. Tim vaguely remembers thinking of him as his oldest brother’s cool friend and then Jason’s cool boyfriend, kind of a fuckboy but clearly good for Jay.

Now? Now, Roy just makes him feel safe.

—

(“So you spent the night on the couch just so he could sleep in your arms?”

“Yeah. Totally worth it.”

“Duh.”

“I just wish we could do that with him every night. Bet he fits perfectly between us.”

“Yeah.”

A pause.

“We might have to up the ante or switch tactics.”)

—

They’re talking about their favorite books—Tim doesn’t read as much as Jason does, but they discovered a shared love of sci-fi weeks ago—when Tim says: “Actually, that book kinda reminds me of you.”

“Oh?”

“Overly dramatic but good.”

Jason makes an offended noise, and Tim grins.

“I’m not sure which part I should argue about first.” Jason pretends to think.

Tim is always down to tell Jason that fuck his self-perception—Jason is a good man, one of the best Tim knows; that also feels too revealing right now. Instead, he gets up from their comfortable position on the couch and grabs the first stack on the table, carrying them over to the shelves to replace the gaps. “What kind of book would I be?”

“Babe, if you were words on a page, you’d be fine print.”

“Annoying and no one reads it?” Tim asks without turning around, trying to ignore the babe. That’s. That’s gotta be a slip of the tongue, right? Force of habit from spending so much time with Roy?

“No, fine,” and the emphasis is clear this time. Jason continues before Tim can reply: “Though if we’re talking books…”

Tim whirls around. “Save it. You don’t have to make fun of me just because I—“He swallows down the words.

Jason looks alarmed. “Tim—“

As if he can smell trouble, Roy chooses that moment to enter the room. Tim has barely heard him approach, Jesus. He doesn’t want to have this argument in front of Roy, though, so he just stands there in the middle of the room. Jason, too, has stopped speaking.

Roy, of course, takes one look at the awkwardness and decides to make it worse. Or more confusing.

“Did you just come out of the oven?” he asks.

“As this isn’t Hansel and Gretel, no, I didn’t.” Tim checks his shirt, just in case this is an actual conversation opener and not just a weird attempt at a distraction. “Do I have soot on me?”

“Nope.” Roy shakes his head, and he’s smiling that smile again, the one Tim is startled to recognize, the one he thought is reserved only for Jason— “Because you’re hot.”

And finally, Tim gets it. “Me?”

“Yes, Tim.” Roy’s moving in closer. “You.”

There’s a soft touch to Tim’s shoulder, and Tim whirls around, expecting Jason to be mad, cause his boyfriend is—is hitting on Tim, right, that’s what’s happening, Jason can’t be happy—

Jason is smiling down at him. His hand is still resting on Tim’s shoulder, but it slides down to his collar bone, a gentle presence as he murmurs: “You’re so beautiful that you made forget my pick up line.”

Oh. Oh.

Tim says the first thing he can think of: “Are you a raisin?”

Jason starts grinning. “I’m not even gonna qualify that with an answer.”

Tim smiles back. “Cause you’re raising my hopes for a kiss right about now.”

And he gets one. And then another, and then Roy joins in, kissing Tim’s neck and then his mouth and—Yeah.

They’re too busy for any more pick up lines right now.

#elareine writes #jayroytim

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mrsgreenworld · 4 years ago

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Sen Çal Kapımı Episode 15 aka Soulmates

I know it's never taken me this long to gather my thoughts on a new SCK episode. But as I mentioned in my previous post Mike Flanagan's shows happened to me 😭😩😱

However, I also think it's because I had some mixed feelings regarding the episode. I guess while I was trying to watch it live (trying being the operative word here) the problems with the live stream influenced my overall first impression. I wasn't able to watch a good chunk of the episode and, of course, it got me annoyed and that, I guess, mixed up with my feelings about the episode. But after having rewatched it with subtitles I have a full and clear picture.

All in all it was a nice episode, very light compared to a much heavier angst of earlier episodes. I liked that light-hearted moments and humour were back. It was also a shorter episode which served it well. However, it felt a lot like a filler episode which, in my opinion, did nothing to move the story forward.

The things I loved / liked:

☑️ Eda: she was a true star ⭐ (ahah, pun intended) and the main highlight of the episode for me;

as a woman I was so proud to see her handle this situation with such strength, dignity and self-respect;

unfortunately, despite the old gender stereotypes slowly dying out, despite the fact that women are becoming more and more independent and aware of their value, we are still often portrayed as a weaker sex; I am not talking about physical strength, of course;

we are the ones left, we are the ones who suffer, we are made to love men with everything we have, we build our whole lives around them, we let our world revolve around them... so, when they leave or we lose them for any other reason - it's the end, everything falls apart, we fall apart; I am so sick of still seeing it on screen; that's why I freaking LOVED seeing Eda not fall apart, or at least she didn't fall apart for long;

I loved that she allowed herself to grieve, to cry, to be angry and to express this anger straight to Serkan's face; I think we saw Eda go through her own 5 stages of grief; but she didn't let depression take away more than one night of her life;

I love that Eda found out that Ayfer had contacted the grandma and, while her reaction might have been a bit too emotional (which is actually normal and understandable given she's still hurting after having had her heart broken and stamped on), I really enjoyed Eda protecting her personal boundaries and basically saying to stay the *uck out of her life - you go, girl!👏💪😎

I enjoyed the way Eda handled herself at the office and how she behaved around Serkan; she wasn't stealing lovesick glances at him or just brooding, she wasn't overly hostile, she wasn't running away;

oh, and when Seyfi brought that box, how she handled that - a standing ovation👏👏👏, everyone bow down to my Queen! 👑👸

speaking of that box where Serkan asked Seyfi to gather all of Eda's things, how he ordered to put away all her gifts - as Eda put it "he's trying to get rid of any trace of me"; in a way she's right; Serkan is trying to get rid of everything that could remind him of her and their shared moments but we know it's not because he doesn't love her (like Eda thinks), it's because he does and it's too much for him; and it's such a contrast to Eda who actually said to the girls that she wouldn't throw away or burn or whatever any of Serkan's gifts or other things that remind her of him and them, she openly said that she's not the one to run away from the memories; and it was so powerful - seeing the writers make a woman so undeniably stronger than a man👌👏

I also liked Eda around Efe, there wasn't anything romantic, I think it was completely professional and it didn't feel or look (at least to me) like Eda was trying to use Efe for petty reasons like make Serkan jealous (but of course our boy was jelly nonetheless 👽😁)

the little moment with Aydan: it was nice to see Aydan trying to comfort Eda (I guess she earned a few points for that) and I really liked the message she was trying to deliver - you can find love and happiness again;

I loved seeing Eda take that in, accept the message, agree that she will be ok one day; and I also liked seeing her not accept Aydan's support which felt a little bit like pity; Eda didn't want to be pitied and she said what she thought to Aydan's face; was it a little harsh? maybe, yes; but I understand where it came from and, given how insensitive, hostile, rude Aydan had been towards Eda in the past, Eda not really buying this whole support thing is pretty understandable;

☑️ Edser: whatever state these two are in - deliriously in love, flirty, pissed off, annoyed, lovesick, heartbroken - if they're together on screen it's always glorious;

do I like seeing them angsty and heartbroken? of course NOT! but the longing between them is SO GOOD!😍🤩

I loved that they introduced this soulmate theme; it wasn't there front and center but rather woven subtly through the episode: first, of course, pretty openly stated at the very beginning of the episode, in the parallel conversations Eda / the girls and Serkan / Engin; then symmetrically at the very end of the episode - the papers with the names of the drivers for the race, then Serkan being the one to notice Eda's absence, him just feeling her and being led by his heart until he found her - not bad for an emotionless robot, huh?😏😉

THE RINGS!😍😍 glad that they brought Eda's💍ring back into the picture; she demonstratively put it on the middle finger of her right hand; obviously she did it on purpose, she even explained the reason behind this decision - from now on it will serve as a reminder what kind of person Serkan Bolat is; but of course I think there's something deeper at play here; Eda could have easily put the ring on her left hand but she went with her right hand instead, with the middle finger which is so close to where it used to be, where an engagement ring should be - on her ring finger; so I think it's also a way for Eda to be closer to Serkan, it's almost like a phantom of what they used to have as well as of all the things they won't have... I am also 99% sure I am overthinking here and the intentions of writers were much simpler 🙈😆

anyway, I loved that Eda and Serkan both noticed and pointed out aloud that the other was wearing their ring; also Serkan's reasoning "to keep other women away" - why don't you tattoo "I am the property of Eda Yıldız" on your forehead, mister?👀🙈😆 could he be any more obvious?

the coffee scene was priceless 🤣🤣🤣 Serkan was so damn confident that Eda poured that cup for him and then him mumbling "for Efe" under his breath... like an offended child 🙈😆

them fighting looked a lot like flirting and the electricity⚡generated during their arguments could easily power their whole office building - I am sure;

the car ride to the presentation and that presentation itself - while I didn't entirely enjoy it and how controlling Serkan was I cannot help but admire the way his mind works; I also think he was doing it for Eda, it was his way of supporting and looking out for her without being too obvious; this way they also get to work together and even if it's just for work he will be closer to her;

Serkan showing up at that sport motivation thing like a boss 😎 and shamelessly checking Eda out 😏 I mean, was he aware there were other people around? and how is it possible that Eda was still buying the emotionless robot crap? the emotions the guy was looking at her with were enough to melt the glaciers 🔥🥵

and finally - that moment at the sea when Eda told Serkan that he wouldn't have apologized if he hadn't feared for his life; his immediate response was that it wasn't about that, "what if something had happened to you?"; when Eda answered with "Does it matter?" I swear I thought Serkan was gonna take her by the shoulders and shake her;

that jaw tick? man, he was pissed 😤

at Eda - for saying something like that, for being so careless with her life;

at himself - for allowing her to think that it wouldn't absolutely destroy him if something were to happen to her;

but the moment Eda left all anger left him and Serkan just looked... defeated;

☑️ Eda and Efe: might be an unpopular opinion but I actually liked their dynamic in episode 15; as I have already mentioned I didn't see or feel anything romantic and while I still don't trust Efe (him being from Mardin - a coincidence? nope, don't think so🧐) I liked how supportive he was with Eda; I think she needed that push to get back to work; okay, there is very likely some ulterior motive here but at least in this episode he seemed pretty genuine and it didn't look like he was using Eda; he wasn't provoking Serkan that much either;

☑️ Selin and Serkan: a short scene with the two of them in Serkan's office and Selin's reaction to Serkan and Eda's breakup; maybe to someone it may seem too strong but I actually liked Selin calling Serkan out on it like that; honestly I half expected her to find excuses for his behaviour;

☑️ Engin: keeps being a loyal friend who doesn't just offer silent support; I like how he always tries to reason with Serkan, doesn't shy away from telling him unpleasant truth;

glad he was there for Serkan at the very beginning of the episode;

loved how he checked on Serkan at the office and then tried to convince our RoBo that it's ok to not be ok and maybe take a vacation;

then the exchange:

Engin: "So, out of sight, out of mind?"

Serkan: "Exactly"

Engin (spotting Eda coming into the office with Efe): "Interesting how that's gonna work out for you" - interesting indeed 🙈😆;

Things I didn't like / was annoyed with:

❎ Serkan: yes, my baby boy made it into this category - there's first time for everything 🙈😆

just to be clear - he is still my cupcake and I love him dearly but here's the thing: we don't always like those we love;

I think in episode 15 Serkan was controlling and childish; and I completely understand where these tendencies come from but it doesn't mean I am gonna turn a blind eye on this or try to justify his behaviour;

that "Efe left but Serkan is here" scene was intented to be funny and endearing I guess but it was highly manipulative; and when during the car ride Serkan commented on Eda behaving like a teenager I was like "excuse me?! have you met yourself, mister?!" because that manipulation to make Eda go with him was worthy of a 12-year-old 🤨;

❎ Selin: when is she not annoying?🤔 while I liked that she didn't take Serkan's side and called him out on his change of heart, unfortunately, she still managed to make it about herself; it never fails to amaze me how selfish and self-centred this character is;

❎ Alptekin: what a poor excuse of a father and a man he is... almost feel sorry for him;

don't apologize on behalf of your son - he's a grown ass man who is capable of speaking for himself;

apologize for yourself, your mistakes and if you're not ready - then don't go to Ayfer just to make yourself feel better 😤😡;

❎ that almost copy-paste from Erkenci Kuş at the end:

getting lost and falling down into a pit in the forest? been there, done that in EK episode 19;

okay, we had beautiful sea views and they placed it at the end to add more suspense but all in all it was awfully similar and also kinda came out of nowhere;

after that emotional scene between Eda and Serkan we were whooshed into "Eda is not here, let's go find her"; I have no problem with the absence of the moment where she actually fell into that pit - wasn't that necessary - but a scene that could have served as a building block to this would have been good - show Eda going for that walk.

And... that's pretty much it.

Gonna get down to episode 16 now

#sen çal kapımı #sen cal kapimi #sck #sck episode 15 #sck episode 15 thoughts #sen çal kapımı episode 15 thoughts #edser #eda ve serkan #eda x serkan #eda yıldız #eda yildiz #serkan bolat

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aprillikesthings · 9 months ago

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OKAY LAST ONE PROBABLY (for the end of season four) I HAVE EIGHT MINUTES TO GO

(edit: yes it was the last one)

(edit pt 2 I forgot how reblog chains work and OKAY if the version of the post you looked at had the video that doesn't work, that video is here)

LIKE I SAID the princesses are suffering:

don't like that!!

Light Hope: "It is time."

"I am not a piece of their machine. I am not a weapon. And I'm going to end this now."

Light Hope, flipping back and forth between Mean Light Hope and Good Light Hope, and having flashbacks to knowing and loving Mara: "No. Stop. Don't. Do it. Do it. Don't. Don't."

and Adora shatters the sword--

(there's a super cool effect but it's over fast and any given screenshot wouldn't convey it)

does your head hurt? mine would

Light Hope: "Adora?"

"Thank you." and she fades away

And now Adora's just in a dark building. With a shattered sword. ;_;

But the princesses aren't being actively tortured anymore at least

Anyway Hordak shows up but Bow arrows him away from Glimmer

AWWWW SHIT

is this like getting raptured (I mean given what Nate's said about Horde Prime and his ship I'd say yeah)

but Bow is left behind D: (pun intended)

Everyone is rightfully terrified of Horde Prime's armada

and there he is, the ACTUAL villain of this series

Horde Prime: "Is that you, little brother? I thought you had perished." Hordak: "I was pulled into a shadow dimension. All this time I have been trying to return to your side. But it has not been in vain. I have built an empire in your name." Horde Prime: "I received your transmission, but I could not determine its source."

Yeah I bet Glimmer feels real horrified right now lol

Hordak: "I conquered this world for you. To show you that I am worthy, so that I may retake my place by your side. I have bent its people to my will." Horde Prime: "To your will."

(And here we see the cycle of abuse: Horde Prime does this face-touching thing to his underlings. Hordak probably did it to Shadow Weaver at some point. Shadow Weaver used it to torture two kids.)

Horde Prime: "I see now. You have given yourself a name. You tried to create an empire of your own."

Yeah, he'd see Hordak's affection for Entrapta D:

Hordak: "No, brother. I did it, all of it, for you."

Horde Prime: "You have forgotten who you are. You truly think you are worthy to stand beside me, could be equal to me?"

(a light-hearted show! for kids!)

Horde Prime: "But you have become an abomination. And so, you must be reborn."

YEAH so I know the parallels to conservative Christianity are entirely on purpose here. And they're creepy AS FUCK.

Horde Prime: "Take him to be reconditioned. But I have been rude. We have a guest."

"I apologize for my little brother. His actions are an embarrassment. I desire only peace and order."

Glimmer: "Then you'll leave us alone?" Horde Prime: "Oh, no, child. I cannot let words spread of my brother's botched conquest."

"Beginning with you."

Catra: "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"The whole planet is some kind of ancient superweapon."

"Sparkles here, is a part of it."

(Pretty sure Catra's mostly just trying not to ACTUALLY die at this point.)

Horde Prime: "A weapon? That explains these readings. They are stronger than anything I've seen."

(this is so fucking sarcastic, damn. also probably a joke about how short Glimmer is.)

"Trust that your planet will become the jewel of my empire, and it will allow me to bring peace and order to the farthest reaches of the universe. Thank you for your allegiance, child."

(he's really nailing the creepy mega-pastor vibes)

the non-verbal communication between these two is great, like it's obvious to me that Glimmer's like "we gotta do SOMEthing or we're all gonna die" and Catra's like "lol I know trust me" mixed with "wtf are you doing" "I dunno I'm figuring shit out as I go"

Meanwhile back on Etheria--

Adora: "She-Ra's gone. The Sword is broken." Bow: "So what are we gonna do?" Adora: "We're going to get Glimmer back...

(at least she's saying "we" this time)

ROLL CREDITS, with ominous as fuck music

and I've finished out season four!!! IT ONLY TOOK LIKE THREE DAYS to do THREE EPISODES oh my god

The next episode itself is a two-parter, and I think that rather than split them up I will just watch through, which might mean I have to reblog this post multiple times.

Finishing out season four!

s4, eps 12&13 Destiny

Usual reminder: this is a REwatch and there’s spoilers ahoy, I make a lot of bad jokes (some of which are Adult In Nature), I reference other cartoons, I make random asides.

(also, this time specifically, I had some alcohol)

Tbh? it's a lot like watching things like this with me in person aaahahaha I always want to pause and infodump shit -_-

lol Emily is destroying Shadow Weaver's garden

Emily acts like Mal the cat does sometimes. WHAT IS IN YOUR MOUTH you are not supposed to have that! Get out of there!

UGGGH

it's easy to forget how BIG Scorpia is??

LOLOL oh my god I went downstairs for like an hour and a half talking to my partners about the most random shit and then playing with the cat and also: I've had most of a can of wine.

One of these:

YEAH (that's a huge image)

so if these get weird: blame the wine I guess

oh also @corpseauthority and I picked out fake fur and minky fabric for the ears and tail of my Catra cosplay :D :D :D I'M SO EXCITED

OKAY BACK TO SHE-RA

the only thing better than Scorpia's "huh?" is Shadow Weaver's flat "what"

Shadow Weaver: no we need the other princesses Glimmer: well they're gone but-- Scorpia, Shadow Weaver, and Emily: WAIT, WHAT???

AND THEN

okay but is the guard telling you this Double Trouble

ROLL INTRO

that thing was not meant to hold four humans and a horse with wings

why are you SNIFFING HIM

Entrapta: "I don't know you" Micah: "Yes, you do. You stole my food." Entrapta: "OH YEAH! It was delicious :D"

oh god Adora's like "....but are you okay? we came here to find you 🥺"

and she's like YEAH I'M GREAT

"each more deadly than the next??? it's PARADISE"

I love her so much oh my godddd

Bow: "We're here to rescue you" Entrapta: "didn't I just rescue YOU?"

Bow mentions Hordak and Entrapta pulls her little new bug-eye mask down :(

Adora: so hey we uhhhhhhhh really need your help due to a terrible secret of the First Ones that nobody but us knows

"WHy didn't you say so???"

well that's a callback to s1 ep1

THERE SHE IS!! MY BABY 😍 I LOVE HER SO MUCH

nooo

anyway Kyle, Rogelio, and Lonnie come in and Catra's like OH UHHH so...what's happening

Lonnie: "we just got back from conquering another Rebel town" Kyle: ":D You should've seen us!! It was all:"

and then he kicks Scorpia's old locker, with the drawings on it, and Catra gets mad

Ironically the degree to which Catra is UPSET is making me ship them harder lol

bb you need a break you are getting feral

Man Lonnie has her number lol. "What is wrong with you? We're winning! Even you should be happy."

god I love when she's this deranged

she slams poor Lonnie against a locker

john cena dot gif

but also OH DO THEY REMIND YOU OF WHO YOU USED TO BE? HMM? what you really wanted??? what actually gave you something like joy or contentment????? are you trying to just erase any part of you capable of feeling good?????????

Kyle is RIGHT

The cinematic parallels between Catra and Glimmer in this episode ("forget my friends I'M IN CHARGE HERE and YOU NEED TO FOLLOW ORDERS") are *chef's kiss*

Catra realizing this isn't what she actually wants: part ....a lot

STOP REMINDING ME I HAVE FEELINGS!!

The other three leave, she yanks the drawings off Scorpia's old locker, then THUMPs her head on it. And then Double Trouble shows up!

okay wait tho the way she pauses and then thumps her head on it is so funny I wish I could gif it, it's so cat-like and also Very Emo

I don't think this is supposed to be funny but it IS and I cannot stop rewinding and laughing. I blame the wine.

THONK

help i've rewatched it like five times now

okay

lol right??

Me, when I was info-dumping my own fic at myself: is it weird to imagine these two banging??? Me now: nope

Double Trouble: "Apologies for the delay, kitten. I got ...held up...in Bright Moon"

Anyway they give a little speech about how the Princesses keep fighting and She-Ra is away

NO SHIT, SHERLOCK

(now THERE's an old fandom reference ahahaha)

"We can't let them return to the Fright Zone!" TOO FUCKING LATE

YOU STOLE HER GARNET YOU WOULD THINK SO

Anyway they argue about the possibility of Glimmer taking Scorpia back to the Fright Zone

GOD I HATE IT WHEN SHE'S RIGHT UGGGHHHH

lolol I am. like. less than ten minutes into the FIRST OF TWO EPISODES and i've hit the image limit.

#april rewatches spop #destiny

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linkspooky · 5 years ago

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Kurogiri and Shirakumo

白雲 Shirakumo ( ‘white’ ‘cloud’) and 黒霧 Kurogiri (’Black’ “Mist’) are in fact the same character. Whoever would have guessed? Though, considering how much Horikoshi likes to make puns out of the character names it seems a little bit obvious in retrospect. Since he’s never been shown to have a face before this point, Kurogiri’s real identity has been a source of speculation for a long time. Now that it has been revealed, let’s take a look at what this reveal means for Kurogiri’s character and perhaps any future developments. UNDER THE CUT.

1. White Cloud and the Black Mist

This post is going to work with the assumption that Kurogiri is Shirakumo, who’s original body was either revived, nomufied, or tinkered with by Ujiko to get to his current form but otherwise they are genuinely the same person. From that angle when you compare them, Kurogiri seems the opposite of everything Shirakumo aspired to be. If Shirakumo is white. then Kurogiri is black.

As established in vigilantes, Shirakumo’s greatest strength is his positive attitude. Of the Yamada, Aizawa and Shirakumo trio he’s the one who is the most encouraging towards the other two. He’s basically the parallel of what Mirio was to Tamaki, an over-emotional, headstrong, but endaring idiot who always puts his best efforts in.

If Aizawa was the cold logician of the group, then Shirakumo was the one who understood the emotional aspect of being a hero the best. He was able to make connections between the other boys and see the best in them. He’s the bright optimist to Aizawa’s dour pessimist.

If Aizawa is the one who gets bogged down thinking too hard, so much so he can’t take the step forward to save a single cat, then Shirakumo is the impulsive one who just saves other people without even thinking of the consequences first. He’s the one who always acts first on his emotions, as temperamental as a storm cloud.

He’s shown to be emotional and impuslive, and barely able to keep his own emotoins in check, and also unable to think about anything logically the same way Aizawa does. However, due to the fact that Aizawa lacked the self confidence to motivate himself to do anything on his own, the two of them had oddly complementary personalities, and together were two halves of a greater whole.

So, everything we know about Shirakumo is established pretty well in vigilantes. He doesn’t think about the small details, he decides everything based on his own emotions. Rude, sometimes in your face, always speaks what’s on his mind the moment he thinks of it with no filter at all. He’s friendly and great at establishing connections with others. Al of these character traits get inverted from white to black when he becomes Kurogiri.

Kurogiri has two traits that stand out about him right away. The first how detached he is from his own emotions, and the second how polite and proper he acts while at the same time being one of the most ruthless characters in the series.

For Kurogiri, his affable and friendly attitude when directed at others is mostly an act. He only cares about two things, Shigaraki who he was put in charge by All for One, and carrying out All for One’s will. Unlike Shirakumo who was impulsive, Kurogiri is slow and plotting and does everything for the sake of a greater plan in mind.

He politely introduces himself to all of the children and humbly requests that they give them the oppurtunity to kill all might, and then in the same breath talks about how he’s going to massacre them without any emotion in his voice at all.

If Shirakumo could save a kitten without even hesitating, then the opposite is true for Kurogiri he could kill a kitten without hesitation as long as it was for his master All for One’s sake.

Shirakumo is warm, and encouraging like the sun. Kurogiri is cold and ruthless, a black fog that spreads over everyone. Shirakumo was someone determined to follow his own goals for the sake of his friends, Kurogiri seems to exist for All for One’s purposes. He’s very servile by nature and always claims his actions are either for the sake of what All for One left them, or for Shigaraki’s sake. Their goals are opposite as well, Shirakumo wanted to start his own hero agency, Kurogiri has actively been trying to destroy the hero system and everything they stand for, and has even been in an attack against USJ that tried to kill his former friend.

Kurogiri also has stopped being impulsilve almost entirely. He now acts as the impulse control to Shigaraki, as he’s always the one to reason him down from his worst destructive urges even though Shirakumo was the impulsive and emotinoal one in his youth Kurogiri is now the cold logic that holds Shigaraki back.

However, despite seeming like total opposites there are still some traces of Shirakumo’s behavior left in Kurogiri. What Shirakumo valued the most above everything else was teamwork, the combo he created together with Yamada and Aizawa.

Kurogiri is always, always, the one that insists that Shigaraki use teamwork rather than following his impulsive urge to destroy anyone who annoys him. This is another way in which they’re opposite, Shigaraki is the impulsive one, whereas the mature Kurogiri has always acted as his impulse control.

Kurogiri encourages him to utilize teamwork, but he also encourages it in the opposite way that Shirakumo did. Kurogiri encourages Shigaraki to make use of people and use them to their fullest extent, whereas Shirakumo wanted teammates and equals to support his back.

Kurogiri is also the one who believed in Shigaraki the most, before he accomplished anything at all. When he had only two failures in a row in the attack at USJ, and the incident with Stain, Kurogiri still continued to support him and see his potential. Which is exactly what Aizawa and Shirakumo’s relationship was, when Aizawa was struggling and at the lowest point in his life Shirakumo was the one who knew he had potential and saw him at his best.

2. Kurogiri and Aizawa

So in vigilantes we see Shirakumo’s head was completely crushed by falling rocks which is most likely the reason why Kurogiri’s entire face is a formless mist continually created by his quirk.

I do have a small theory on how he might have survived. During the fight that killed Shirakumo, Aizawa remembers hearing Shirakumo’s encouraging words coming out of his radio device even though the device was totally busted. His quirk might have evolved when the crock crushed his head, to its current form where he can extend his consciousness over the entirety of the black mist that he generates, and also speak through that mist. His consciousness might have left his body in the form of his quirk and continued speaking to Aizawa, only for his body to be discovered later by Ujiko and AFO and then ‘fixed’. Ujiko even says that quirks are evolving faster than bodies have the hardware to keep up with.

It’s also just as likely that Shirakumo could be a zombie nomu and Aizawa just hallucinated that voice, but I thought I’d share that thought. Anyway, what was important about the traumatizing incident is that it taught Aizawa that he needs to handle everything alone from that point forward.

In response to the fact that relying on teamwork got his closest friend killed, Aizawa shuts everybody out and decides to only rely on himself from that day forward.

I’m pointing this out because after the traumatic incident where Shirakumo died, and Aizawa lost his closest friend, both Aizawa and Kurogiri from that point forward became inversions of themselves. Aizawa has a quirk best suited towards teamwork, but from that day forward he focused on doing everything alone. He gave up his support role that helped him be thoughtful for the sake of others and started only doing things for himself.

I already went over how Shirakumo changed, but also it’s interesting how Kurogiri almost has the exact role of Aizawa now. Both of them are teachers to the next generation carrier of the AFO vs OFA conflict. Aizawa is the primary teacher of Deku, and Kurogiri is the primary teacher of Shigaraki, even though All Might and All for One respectively are considered their mentors. The ones who take care of them and watch them on a day to day basis are always Kurogiri and Aizawa.

Considering that Kurogiri is a direct subordinate of All for One, and also most defniitely some kind of Nomu hybrid that was meddled with by Ujiko, it’s most likely that Kurogiri was revivified or even created for the sole purpose of watching Shigaraki, and giving him a mentor that could live with him on a day to day basis and oversee him as a caretaker unlike the bedridden AFO.

Aizawa became a teacher to raise the next generation as UA, whereas Kurogiri was literally frankensteined to give Shigaraki a mentor figure to watch after him.

Without one another Kurogiri and Aizawa both became bitter inversions of their previous personalities. Kurogiri became cold and ruthless rather than emotional and impuslive, Aizawa became someone who only relies on himself and gave up his support role. Kurogiri represses one of Shirakumo’s strongest traits which is his concern for other people, as he clearly has on several occasions demonstrated care and concern for Shigaraki to the point where Ujiko accuses him of spoiling Shigaraki, while at the same time acting as if he is only doing this for the sake of All for One. Whereas, Aizawa represses the sensitive side of him that is genuinely thoughtful and cares about others. He’s always been really considerate about other people’s feelings and a natural caretaker, but he pretends he doesn’t feel those things to push everyone away and keep them at a distance to prevent the fear of loss again.

Which is why it’s so ironic that Kurogiri almost resembles Aizawa in a way now. They both only operate on cold logic and repress their own emotions, for the sake of the plan or some goal they’re trying to achieve. They are both on opposite sides the cool headed mentors to their much more emotional and impulsive students, but at the same time form deep personal connections with those students despite claiming they don’t care about those kind of things.

Hero and Villain, Aizawa and Kurogiri have become reflections of one another on opposite sides of the conflict.

As for the reveal itself, having a former friend on the opposite side of the conflict is sure to lessen the black and white view of the world that most heroes have. Considering that Kurogiri is most likely a frankentstein’s monster that was experimented on and revived and against his will, it will be harder and harder for Aizawa to take the stance that Gran Torino once did about Shigaraki.

It doesn’t matter where he came from at the end of the day he’s still a crimminal, will not work in a story where Kurogiri, along with the rest of the league of villains are clearly villains who were made, not born that way. Some of them are even former heroes. The fact that someone like Shirakumo could fall can show that it’s more simply than good people will stay heroes, bad ones turn into villains. That there is a system intentionally creating these villains and letting people fall through the cracks. They won’t be able to just dismiss Shigaraki and Kurogiri as mere villains any more and will be challenged to see them as people who need to be saved.

#shirakumo oboro #bnha shirakumo #kurogiri #league of villains meta #mha meta #my hero academia meta #bnha meta #bnha theory #my hero academiy theory #boku no hero academia theory #league of villains #shota aizawa #boku no hero academia meta

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deanky · 5 years ago

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#Riddlerpost

Cringe this may be btu I will make it anyways OK? In discorp I said I coudl make a whole post about random specific thigns I would want in my ideal interpretation of the Riddler and I’m a man of my word sometimes so I am going to do it. Including both major things and icnredibly dumb minor details. Putting this under cut because I seriously did not realize how long this would get LOL

His original name WAS Edward Nashton and he changed it to Nygma both because of da riddle love and to distance himself from horrible family which he does have, and I think it specifically should be spelled Nygma because he would value the extra .2 seconds it would take for someone to notice that being a pun. However even if it makes it more obvious when said in conjunction with last name he actually does NOT hate being called Eddie specifically. He loves it because it makes it so there’s 2 different ways to do the enigma thing.

He had pretty awful childhood, like realistically awful. Horrible parents bad marriage etc his mom treated him better than his dad but the difference became more narrow over time probably. :( He did not to well in school, he hoped that doing somethign really well would help & entered contest thing. I think he did cheat and feels like he deserved further horrible family thigns due to it but did not he was only a lad!

hated school. Did not go to college. Intelligent but not emotionally... he DOES have OCD and it is like compulsive to turn eveyrhting into funny puzzles and games and of course riddles, but it doesn’t stop him from doing ones on purpose of course, and he does like to tell really dumb jokes liek all the ones in the 60s show (BTW he should always and forever do the funny Frank Gorshin laugh). And he is fully autistic. He is so autistic. Believe this. Believe me. He gets along with other villains his like constant compulsive insertion of riddles into things that don’t or shouldn’t have them can cause strife but like everyone in Batman is TWISTED they get it they’re a jolly group terrorizing the town together. United Underworld baby. U.U. should be in every piece of Batman media BTW, unrelated.

The important thign though is! He is a tragic guy deep down he has a sad story behind him all but he is silly. Whatever the ‘present’ is like aroudn the time any actual Batman comics happen, he should be silly. All these thigns should not stop him from being silly. He is egotistical for sure but not USUALLY to the point of like, being Arkham levels of rude. But it can happen. He mostly just like... He does his FUNNYCRIMES to prove himself as being smart, but there usually isn’t even all that malice involved unless it’s like, the one BTAS episode he really wants to get revenge on a specific person. IdealRiddler not as suave as BTAS Riddler though. he most resembles him in that one scene where all the girls are like ‘ahhh so smart bro’ and he’s like “well heh guess you say that to all the geniuses!”

I don’t think he’d ever really intentionally kill anyone. He’s like - he’s not ineffective at the thigns he does but he’s not an incredibly harmful villain. That said he can put together whole insane mastermind plots but they probably won’t be things he really puts into effect a lot because he doesn’t really want or need to. He’s definitely like When is a Door-type Riddler in my head, he doesn’t know where it all went wrong he just wants to have fun and do incredibly silly crimes and it scares him so bad to see everyone else actually killing people even if the Joker was probably already doing it forever

And BTW he is fully gay he is fully homosexual and in a relationship with the Penguin. But this is important - he is completely chaste. He definitely needs to be incredibly gay that’s an integral part of his character. To me. And he does have 1 billion different increasingly silly and flashy Riddler suits like Jim Carrey style you know it and loves funny campy silyl stuff and he definitely has a huge collection of big novelty objects used in ads and like carnivals and stuff. And he is like 5′3 at most. BTW. He is short. He needs to be short OK? He needs ot be an incredibly small man. *Looking at you pleadingly as I say this*

He used to have long hair when he was young but by the time he actually is da Riddler it;s short and he is balding. he tries to hide it under his hat but you can tell you can always tell. He is not like fully shaved bald and tattooed or anything like that, but he is balding. Sometimes he has a mustache I think the only Riddler that’s had a mustache was when he was briefly portrayed by John Astin for part of Batman 1966. But I like to imagine him with a mustache. I think it works and BTW I’m insane.

Like, every single job that he’s been portrayed as having before is something he’d gone through before being da riddler, he’s worked at a carnival he’s worked on video games he’s done it all. He definitely collected all the carnival stuff. I think specifically though aside from probably having bad boss like in BTAS his V.G. work went unappreciated because it was all like, incredibly obscure thigns on ZX Spectrum or FMV games or somehting and he didn’t get to contribute that much to them because he always ended up coming up with extremely ambitious plans for developign them that would be like impossible for a game at the time. He would definitely run a really weird looking web page with all the little weird easter eggs he put into stuff showcased. OK. That’s all I can think of right now. I might add more. But for now I’m just going to smile sweetly

#q:what killed the dinosaurs a:the ice age #batman #riddler

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theveryworstthing · 6 years ago

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Pictured: three blooming Luna Mandrakes.

Field Notes: Fruit Bats

From my experience you suddenly know exactly what’s happening when you see the Blooming begin but you don’t really care about it more than any other seasonal marker. It happens every year to specific people and for some reason it just slips your mind when the physical signs are less obvious. It’s just the way things are. One of the natural mysteries here that no one really thinks about but that we all reflexively keep from outsiders.

Maybe it’s the smell that triggers the return of memories? During the day you’ll start to get tiny whiffs of their musty fruity aroma if you stand too close to the Luna Mandrakes. Not that most people stand especially close once they remember what they are, but in some cases it’s unavoidable (or just rude) to keep your distance. They’re a part of the community after all. They’re the soft spoken neighbor who lives in the house where grass grows up through the floorboards. The kind butcher who’s bare feet are always caked in blood and dirt. The school janitor who stared at the sun, eyes unaffected by the glare, every lunch break when I was in high school and told us stories about the founding of the tribe that settled here before this town was built. Every spring they and others like them go about their lives as the days grow warmer and their skin grows paler and nobody mentions the way they gently scratch at their too-long necks when the the time to bloom grows near.

The process has always reminded me of those time lapse videos of seeds sprouting. For some the buds bubble up through their flesh and squeeze cascading blossoms through the widening pores that begin to honeycomb their throats. You can even hear the thin protective membranes that re-form every morning pop open under the pressure if you’re nearby during their evening transformations. For others the flowers don’t wait for an opening to spring from, instead their skin simply twists and puffs itself into fat white knots that always reminded me of oiled balls of dough. By day they hang heavy from the knobbly stem formed from spines shrink-wrapped in velvety white skin. At sundown the buds begin to split and separate, until they eventually fan out into dramatic manes of thick white petals. The flowers themselves come in different sizes and configurations, but they all finish their evening blossoming by unfurling blood-red clusters of pistols and stamens that pulse like gentle heartbeats. Personally I find them all breathtakingly beautiful in that gross way that nature is beautiful. Almost makes me wish I had studied botany instead of biology.

How do I always forget that they aren’t human?

How does anyone ever forget?

I’ve always felt like I should be terrified by the cycle of forgetting and remembering and maybe if I hadn’t been born here I would be. It could just be that my endless curiosity about the ecosystem around my home trumps the fear. Or I’m just weird inside. Probably a mix of the three. I don’t even think I’m supposed to notice that I should be upset by it. No one else feels the same way.

No one else gets anxious around the bats either.

I think they’re harmless, I’ve been told all my life that they’re harmless, and I tell every classroom of children I visit that they’re harmless. They show up every year right as the Luna Mandrakes start blooming to feed on their nectar and in turn, pollinate them. Just like regular bats. Regular bats that are large enough that their combined wings of their relatively small population completely black out the sky for at least ten minutes every evening, the sight of which has always given me such a rush of smothering claustrophobia that witnessing and recording the the spectacle for my research leaves me shaking and lightheaded. Regular bats that only thrive in a neighborhood on the south side of the city with the densest population of Luna Mandrakes, where harsh restrictions and curfews send any human on the streets at night without a botanical license straight to jail for encroaching on the habitat of a protected endangered species. Regular bats that my mentors and I, even with our exhaustively thorough paperwork are only allowed to observe through field cameras in approved locations or by studying the occasional disfigured body found at the edge of the desert.

Regular bats that I finally saw alive and up close last night when I grabbed a burner phone and slipped out of my apartment with a fake botanical license and the promising seeds of a future panic attack.

So.

Right off the bat (no pun intended) something is wrong with the cameras we’re using.

Something about them is distorting the images into visions of creatures both more bestial and less monstrous than the bats I saw attending the lavish night market that has apparently existed here for god knows how long. Draped in finery and walking upright with ease they wandered the streets freely, stopping ever so often to converse with each other in a language I couldn’t understand or flitting from one open door or window to the next. I peeked inside one dimly lit bar and found it converted into a sort of small theater where a few bats munching on mealworms crowded around a huge flat screen tv and a human woman with a lanyard matching my forged one flipped through movies on Netflix and described each one in detail, pausing between summaries to gauge the half hearted chirps coming from her audience before moving on. Next door a supposedly closed for renovations bed and breakfast was transformed into a makeshift spa where human attendants rubbed shimmering oils into the sprawled out wings of bats being meticulously groomed by other bats with white beads braided into their fur. In the open garage of a closed auto shop yet more bats sat around watching chickens in a makeshift pen. The chickens weren’t fighting, in fact I think they were both hens? At one point a bat reached down to pet one before being aggressively clucked at and recoiling back to their seat. I still have no idea what the point was with that one.

I should have taken pictures. I mean I’m glad I didn’t because I drew enough attention to myself without snapping Polaroids like a tourist every five seconds but I have a feeling once I get some sleep this is all going to feel much less real and I’ll forget important details before I can get some solid sketches of the bats done. I wish I could draw right now but I’m still too jittery.

Also I am procrastinating because writing out my thoughts about chickens and giant bats trying to agree on if they were in the mood to watch Spice World means I can avoid talking about the Luna Mandrakes.

As I said before, this area of the city is where most of the Mandrakes lived. I was confused at first because I saw so few out on the streets where the bats mingled but the ones that I did see looked…off. They were all bare foot and either wore off the shoulder garments or went topless, probably to comfortably make room for their floral manes. Angel hair thin tendrils of flesh peeled away from their ankles every time their feet touched the ground for more than a few seconds and gently prodded the sidewalk beneath them until they continued walking. Their half-lidded eyes had a reflective sheen to them in the glow of the street lamps and they rarely blinked as their focus darted back and forth from the market wonders to the bats that watched them with open curiosity or kept pace just steps behind them. They moved like they were swimming through warm molasses. Smooth and purposeful, but easily too slow to lose their admirers. It gave them a kind of floaty quality that would have been quite elegant if not for the fact that their hands seemed to be just out of sync with the slow down, flexing and fidgeting as if untethered from the strange spell the rest of their bodies were under.

I followed one of the plants deeper into the residential area and watched them disappear into a darkened home. I was too afraid to join their entourage inside, but I did decide to look at some the houses with less traffic. Even with fewer bats or human officials to potentially discover my ruse, the Mandrakes’ homes were eerie enough to give myself a three house limit on investigations before I turned around and made my way back.

I made it to one.

It was a small house tucked away on a dead end street, totally unremarkable outside of a couple of trees and bushes out front that shielded much of it from view and the fact that the door was open but the windows were all shut. I should have left when I heard the guitar from just inside the dark entryway, but I didn’t. Mostly because the high of curiosity and the possibility of catching a giant man-bat monster thing maybe having a chill jam session overpowered my common sense. Instead I followed the meandering melody down the hall and tried to dodge the sticky sections of the wall that coated the hand I used to guide myself in the dark with what felt like watered down syrup. I followed it all the way to a slightly open door in the hallway where the moonlight through the windows was more than enough to make out the carpet of red stained petals I had been walking on.

There were at least five bodies on the floor of that room.

Whatever did it had torn through the blossom manes of the Mandrakes, leaving their heads barely attached by strands of viscera to chests that seemed to have been crushed and gnawed on by some massive creature. All evidence pointed to them being dead but those who had them still slowly followed me as best they could with their cloudy eyes.

I took a step inside and tried not to meet their gazes as I tried to mentally process the destruction. Besides a few thin smears and splatters there was surprisingly little blood at the scene. Or maybe it was all nectar. I feel like my clothes stink of both now. I also think I’m probably dangerously deep in shock because my first move upon getting home from such a scene was to write it all down instead of sitting in the shower and screaming for days, which seems much more up my ally when it comes to finding a room full of corpses that track you with their eyes but that’s neither here nor there.

The Mandrake with the guitar sat in a chair by the window, clearly also a victim of whatever mauled the others but mostly intact and still breathing fairly easily. He didn’t respond to my intrusion, I don’t think he even knew I was there. The tendrils around his ankles had rooted him in place, threading themselves into the rug at his feet and winding around similar limp and blackening tendrils branching from the fallen bodies nearby. He played as if in a daze and I debated on whether I should try to get his attention or simply haul him out of there before whatever did this came back to finish the job.

This dilemma is probably what distracted me from the footsteps until I felt the clawed hand gripping my shoulder.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” The bat said in a deep feminine voice. Their tone was light and neutral as if merely giving me a friendly reminder, but they extended their wings just enough to block my exits while long red fingers reached for my lanyard. I felt just as rooted as the Mandrake while it turned my fake id back and forth in the moonlight, purring to themselves in an inquisitive tone before eventually smiling and setting the piece of plastic back against my chest with a little pat. Their hand came back up to my shoulder and paused for a second before sliding up to grip my collar bone and smearing something warm and wet against my throat with a clawed thumb.

“You are not,” they said, quieter now as they leaned down and forced me to stare into their giant brown eyes for what felt like hours, “supposed to be here.”

I nodded.

And then they just…let me go.

They strode past me into the room, sparing the other bodies only a glance as they headed for the Mandrake with the guitar. I only stayed long enough to watch them gently brush the dark brown curls out of his eyes before my body’s flight response finally kicked in and I bolted.

And now I’m home. I kept calm and got past the barricades like I was supposed to. I discovered that a species I thought I knew all my life has a secret society that mirrors our own which brings us up to two sapient non-human species living alongside us that the rest of the world has no idea about. My plan totally worked despite the fact that it totally shouldn’t have. And I’m not sure if any of that matters because to be honest I have no idea what to do with this information. What I do know is that I got a news alert on my phone about an hour ago when a home on the south side of the city was destroyed in an electrical fire that claimed the lives of the five people inside before firefighters could arrive and thankfully extinguish the blaze.

No word on a sixth body.

No word about any dangerous creatures on the loose.

And I can’t even focus on the implications of these new mysteries because all I can think about is the shadowy courtyard just outside my apartment where I swear I’ve spotted a tall dark figure with nectar-stained hands at least twice now. I don’t think they can do closed doors and windows but mine are all locked and bolted just the same. All I can do is wait.

Forty-five minutes until sunrise.

over on patreon Shannon Leigh Legler asked for 'big fat flowers', Sabrina Gross asked for 'cute girls of any kind', and he_walks asked for 'April showers bring May flowers.....but what else do they bring?'. the first two prompts inspired the sketches and the last prompt plus the sketches inspired the short story :)

#mandrake #luna mandrake #bat #vampire #body horror #bare chest #long post

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mcnypieces · 4 years ago

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK ( They’re missing out )

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK ( It’s subjective )

Are they underrated? YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO? ( This is... also subjective. )

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL

How strictly do you follow canon?

As closely as possible, considering there’s not very much to work with in regards to his canon to begin with. There’s a lot of freedom in picking up any kind of minor canon character. I look mainly to expand on what little is present. I adore fleshing out even the smallest ideas so having something I can comfortably build on is great.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.

Pica is loyal, beyond anything. Strong, well-built, and never wavering. Regardless of the situation, he is always on task, diligent to the last moment and perhaps longer. Devotion and collected functionality make a grand guardian. Always acts as a pillar; a collected foundation of a man centered around dedicated familial values. Being in contact with stone makes him nigh invincible, granting him not only the protective assimilation but the literal stature and appearance of a stone goliath given enough material. Strategic with respectable swordsmanship, constantly protective of what’s important. He’s nice on the eyes, quiet, and a good listener. There’s order and beauty laced within all that cataclysmic chaos just waiting to be found.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).

Distant, stoic, absolutely terrible with expression that isn’t hateful and violent. Pica is very strict, lacking a sense of humor. His voice is extremely disruptive. The smallest remarks set his short fuse alight and it burns on and on until there’s nothing left. That murderous intent settles for very few things, and getting him to open up is a long, grueling process. He’s self-conscious but in an overbearingly cocky way, in that pride often masks everything genuine. He thinks very highly of himself and looks down on other people constantly. He’s uncooperative, constantly wrapped up in solemn business, and heavily against indirect methods. Abrasiveness is a weapon and he uses it without remorse. Stubbornness and general unwillingness to speak with strangers make attempting to converse with him the equivalent of talking to a wall. Pica is impatience, wrath, and apathy tied together with coarse cobblestone.

What inspired you to rp your muse?

As odd as it sounds, I found certain parts of Pica relatable in very specific, personal ways. People never took me seriously when I was upset because I was so small ( sometimes they still don’t dskdsks- ). For awhile when I was younger my voice was really deep and hoarse due to adenoid issues. Speaking in general was hard, because breathing was hard. It made me sound very masculine, especially over any kind of voice-only system. Normally adenoids aren’t an issue at that point because they’re vestigial and tend to essentially be shrunk down to nothing. But something ( probably fighting off infections and never shrinking/bad allergies, nobody knows ) blew mine up and they were blocking 3/4ths of my airway for ages without anyone having any idea what was going on until it got bad enough to the point it was obvious something was wrong. I couldn’t have any stuffed animals in my room because it was legitimately dangerous and a lot of my non hypoallergenic stuff had plastic covers on it. Made me really sad. Eventually they were surgically removed, and it cleared up my breathing and in time my voice was relatively normal. Before then, nothing felt worse to me then than struggling to breathe trying to defend myself in tandem with all the emotional stress it brought on me.

I was always quiet and distant otherwise, and a lot of people thought I was just weird and unapproachable ( unless you wanted a laugh, anyway ). There were days before I made my small group of good friends I’d just spend sitting under the stairwell up against a wall eating lunch by myself. I’m probably one of the few people that listened to Pica talk for the first time and didn’t immediately burst into laughter. I didn’t completely click with him at that point, but watching that one little thing turn into a running gag constantly coming back to undermine everything else that was amazing about him really set my feelings in stone... pun completely intended. I’ve loved him ever since. That inspiration and adoration has only grown with time.

What keeps your inspiration going?

Quite a few things. Aside from the constant love pouring from my being, I love looking at highly detailed stonework. It’s beautiful. Scrolling through rolling mountain landscapes, listening to certain songs, daydreaming in between sentences. I never really lose inspiration for Pica. Something new hits me every day in the most mundane tasks. A lot of it does go unshared, but some of it is personal and other times I simply don’t have the energy or reason. Very well I could be brimming with inspiration for him all day and have nowhere really to put it without excess. Getting opportunities to do so really makes me smile, though. It’s amazing how much being invested in a character will keep your inspiration at an all time high even when you’re having a rough time. Sometimes all it takes is just an extra comment from someone else or an occurrence or some kind of image to put you right back on track. For me, seeing any kind of lovely stonework or abandoned, run down places really sets my inspiration for him in motion.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO ( I would hope so! )

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO ( I’m always thinking of new ones! )

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO ( It’s been awhile, though... )

Do you think a lot about your muse during the day? YES!! / NO

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO ( Generally speaking, I try to be! )

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?

Actual criticism, yes. I don’t mind it. At the same time, however, I’m really just here to have a good time ─ as is everybody else. Growing and developing my writing is always a bonus when I’ve the experience here in an environment I’m comfortable with, but critique isn’t exactly something I go hunting for. I’m here to write the characters I love and adore and honestly, sometimes, it’s better to have the freedom to do things as you wish without the worry of receiving it, no matter how well-intended it may be. It’s all chill times and good vibes doing what we enjoy most.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?

Absolutely! I love randomly being sent things that keep me thinking with any character. I’m always looking for little intricacies and tidbits to really bring them to life. Sometimes it takes a bit for me to think of something appropriate but I always appreciate the brain candy when it comes to new details! It goes without saying that I’ll happily accept anything that gives reason to my constant, aimless musings related to Pica.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?

Yes and no? I always love hearing other ideas on why someone else’s headcanons differ from my own. For all I know it might be enough to change my mind or, at the very least, give me a different perspective on something I’ve never thought about before. I’m always curious about stuff when it relates to a character I love. As long as they’re not rude about it and we’ve talked to the point it’s not out of the blue, it’s okay. On the other hand, it doesn’t really matter if someone disagrees. We all have our own headcanons and it’s very easy to be respectful about them. Despite what has already been said, there’s a high chance I’m going to keep to my own headcanons as they are regardless, because I put a lot of thought and heart into them. Someone disagreeing with them at face value isn’t going to make me up and throw all that work in the trash just like that.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?

That’s okay. There are plenty of different ways to interpret a character. People are allowed to like and dislike whatever portrayal they so choose, so long as they’re not bashing anyone outright. I would much prefer that be something that’s kept to oneself, however. It’s very easy to simply ignore something you don’t agree with, and it’s just as easy to be kind about things when expressing your own thoughts in comparison with theirs. Plus, there’s always making your own blog and writing whoever however you please! Someone out there is bound to enjoy whatever portrayal you prefer. ♥

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?

Not personal, certainly, unless it was somehow directed at me personally. It’s very understandable. There’s a lot of potential present for actual progressing development, but on the surface Pica is very dislike-able. It’s very clear his purpose was to act as a stepping stone for another major character’s development and there wasn’t much left beyond that. Of course it’s always a sad thing being hopelessly attached to a character like that but as an avid lover of what are often viewed as very minor, niche characters, it’s something I’m very much used to. Perhaps not intense hate in every case, per se, but underappreciated. It just so happens that Pica is... not exactly a good person, putting it kindly. But that’s just another reason I love him so much as a character.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?

Sure! Though chances are I’ve probably already noticed at that point and have been embarrassed about it/fixed it. I’ve probably made many over the years and also not realized it. Most of the time it’s something minor anyway, and a lot of people just naturally read it as it’s supposed to be read. So there’s no trouble!

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?

I’d certainly like to think so! I tend to be very patient and accommodating. I wholeheartedly stand beside the idea that RPing is meant to be fun and enjoyable and not something that causes more stress. People should take their time with things and set their own pace. Being comfortable is part of what makes RP the wonderful hobby that it is. Really that applies to any hobby, but there are many little things that can turn someone away from doing something they love at any given time. There’s nothing that would hurt me more than unintentionally making something someone enjoys a chore for them. I try my best to make sure everyone knows that I’m really just a chill little bun having a good time doting on characters I love. Pica might not be cordial, but I certainly try to be!

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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ralfstrashcan · 6 years ago

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3x21 Reaction / Commentary

I was seriously wondering if this was Alec because Magnus loss = melt down = shaky fingers but Alec would never voluntarily drink something so pretentious. But uuhhh I had thought Jonathan angry-flapped through the rift to Edom? Why he now here still?

More seelie queen crown, yeah!!

Not buying that whole “your demon blood is burning away your humanity” because, again, he lived years without being bonded to Clary so what's taken that “transformation” so long? Also, will he become like, a raven? A harpy? Oh no, I saw the promo. He'll be blond. Makes sense.

He just showed that he's not interested, stop harassing him you sick cougar.

Uhhhhh, objection your honor. That fake blade only contained like three atoms of the original Glorious. But whatever, details amiright.

Also if they wanna tell me it's the blade that triggered the transformation then a) wtf why would a blade designed to break something evil make the evil actually MORE evil wtf for a shit equipment is that b) can we expect some ridic changes for Clary too, that make her even more Mary Sue? c) if Lucifer was so badass, where is he? Something killed him, maybe? Since Jonathan is declared most uniquest thing to ever unique?

“A splendid pet bird. And he died a few decades back so I'd like to recruit you as replacement,. Whatcha say? I'll even drop bird themed pick up lines around you all day.” God I'm making myself sick.

BS when you think about it, because every individual is unique. Good luck salvaging the climate change and what not, seelie queen, on your heroic quest to preserve all that is unique.

#rejected, take that you prowling predator. Can you believe she annoyed him so much he just abandoned his pretentious cream drink thingy? So rude. Also nice touch that they remembered that thing with the flowers and Jonathan making them poor flowers wilt. Btw would that have worked if they were plastic flowers?? Haha ok sorry.

Wtf I'm very much not on board with the seelie queen having a weird Jonathan fetish. Also, if the sole reason she has it is that Jonathan is “one of a kind” then I wonder why she wasn't ruthlessly hitting on Simon the same way? Or technically, before Simon became a daylighter, on Cain, getting him to leave the sewers and chill in the seelie realm instead?

1) Wow can you believe they managed to spare Malec's drama 3 seconds of consideration before getting absorbed in themselves again? Amazing. 2) Dude, you weren't in control of your actions while Clary was brainwashed and very much in control of her actions. That's not really comparable? But whatever.

Some great “love” you've got going on there, Maryse, writing Magnus off after, what? Half a day? Two days? Smh.

???????????????????? So they want to tell me Magnus plastered his magic like a bandaid over the rift but didn't really close it? Well, I am prepared with outrage to point out all the ways in which this is bullshit.

1) There clearly was no such thing to be seen from the other side.

Since Edom and Earth are two different dimensions and on Earth's side there was no rift in the dimension's fabric anymore that obviously means if the wraiths slipped through that Edom crack they'd either be lost in limbo or flapping around in some inter-dimesional space. But they couldn't reach Earth. So I fail to see how this is a problem.

2) How the hell do the NY Shadowhunters know about this? Since from their side the rift was well and truly closed? They don't know that Magnus has to keep his magical band-aid in place? The only thing they have to wonder about is why the hell Magnus hasn't returned yet since Magnus proved in 3x20 that apparently interdimensional travel works with normal warlock portals and those fancy pentagram things aren't necessary.

3) Uhhhh if Magnus has to stay there to keep up the magical band-aid (since exit options clearly aren't the issue here) wtf won't he tire at some point? Am I supposed to believe exhausting isn't a thing in Edom? What happens if he has to sleep? (Sidenote, what the hell do they eat in Edom anyway? Will he have to roast some shax demons? Disturbing.) Anyway back to the topic at hand, if I'm supposed to believe that Magnus is THAT strong he can keep up this magic (a magic that was so enormous he couldn't even achieve it from Earth) for eternity without taking a break, then I doubly don't get why he can't just SEAL the goddamn rift?! And don't tell me it's because band-aid magic is something he can do, and different from rift sealing magic which is something he can't do. Because again, 2x20 is a thing where Magnus proves that he is capable of sealing a rift; so the only explanation of why he didn't do it in 3x20 is because the rift was too powerful. Now correct me if I'm wrong but to me Magnus + Enhanced Edom Powers equals He Closes The Rift, not Weird Band-Aid Magic. Wtf.

HAHAHAH I CAN'T!!!!! THANKS MAGNUS FOR POINTING THIS OUT!!! AND IN THE SASSIEST WAY POSSIBLE!!!!! IT'S BEEN BUGGING ME SINCE 3x10 XD XD XD

Love that shot.

1) Thanks, Lilith, for confirming that Magnus is in fact constantly supplying the band-aid with magic and thus exposing this whole plot line as completely frakkin illogical. 2) Wtf Lilith, why the heck did you go back to Edom in 3x16 if you wanted to murder Jonathan????? IT MAKES NO SENSE AT ALL WTF 3) Where tf is Cain?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN'T

Wow that escalated quickly. I hate that even though Magnus knows it's just a trick to get into his head it still hurts him, because this is how he is: alwasy second-guessing his worth. He deserves better from all of them, deserves more from them, so he wouldn't feel this so keenly.

Ok, good save, I was just gearing up for a rage about why the hell Magnus is more powerful than the literal mother of demons who could defeat everyone, even with his Ddom-Edition-Powers because come on. However, Magnus must know that this is just a temporal solution because recovering means at some point she'll be recovered and, well.

Also, this shot haha.

Hahahaha I see he inherited the hell puns from Asmodeus along with the real estate XD

I mean, yeah, and then he acted like a total fool in his last few days. Great way to go, man. #stillbitter

“People mattered to Jordan. People, their troubles, their pain...”

That was sweet.

HAHAHAHA THAT WAS HILARIOUS

Probably off to do something to enrage me, so same as always.

Oh look, he's robbing a bakery because being jobless and needing food doesn't mix well.

OMG I SUDDENLY REMEMBER THIS FROM THE 3B TRAILER. You know, Luke being all creepy in the back of a car? Wtf, honestly I think I'll have even less patience for Human!Luke than I have Inapt!Werewolf!Luke. They're really testing me.

“....like Sizzy” Hahahah okay I'll try to behave myself. And I had time to prepare, it was obvious they'd use that inspirational thing Maia said for Sizzy purposes.

Yeah...... #irony #obviously me behaving myself isn't working out, who's surprised? I'm not.

Don't they have fire extinguishers in the Institute somewhere? I mean, there's regulations for that, right? Lemme guess, that's remnants of the Glorious fake sword that pierced her? And now she can't be with Simon without killing him, hahaha, all Sizzy problems solved XD

When I saw this (in the Sneak Peek, but still counts) my first thought was “Aha NOW he tries to find a solution but when Magnus first lost his magic he couldn't be bothered RUDE ALEC WTF” lol ahahahah

Question time: 1) Didn't he have plants in there last episode?

OH RIGHT HE HAD!!! What happened to them? *Sherlock Voice* Did he eat them??

2) Why didn't Alec wonder where the hell Lorenzo was? Sure, he's a little preoccupied atm with losing Magnus, but he should have realized Lorenzo was weirdly absent about five hours into his happy little loft occupation???

3) I fully expected the scratching to be Chameleon!Lorenzo vying for attention, but seeing it, omg my heart broke a little. Can you imagine the desperation?? Poor evil lizard baby.

You know, I find it inherently troubling that Alec assumes Magnus always had this lizard and has only now decided to relocate its terrarium into the loft's main room, instead of thinking Magnus got the lizard as, idk, a pick-me-up after the breakup. I mean, what kind of lousy pet holder does he take Magnus for? Not even mentioning he has one, never taking care of it? That's not Magnus. Alec should know better.

Als Bohemian so incisively pointed out, why would he have created a pet cobra that he calls “baby” if he hated reptiles? And while, granted, Alec might not know about this, I believe Cat should. So wtf.

.....................................they honestly felt the need to tell her this? In grave detail and that this was their first kiss? Why would they do that?? Or did she look at the tapes??? So many questions.

Lol okay I didn't even intend to be so spot on with the Sizzy prediction. More importantly though, she won't be able to shadowhunt anymore.

Why is anyone (except Magnus (and occasionally Alec)) left in charge of anything, ever. *sigh*

But I mean, at least there's this

Small mercies (aka comedic pockets in a vast sea of illogic shit) I guess XD

HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA I AM DEAD I CAN'T HAHAHAH HIS FACE!!!!!!!!!!

Jace is me, I am Jace

So.... many....... questions...............

Okay, so I'm severely confused. If this demon has info on what's happening in Edom right now, then either he left Edom after Lilith started gathering her army so there's a rift there somewhere, OR there's a way for news to travel between Edom and Earth, probably through, you guessed it, a tiny rift. So wtf, show, please explain because I don't understand.

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The audacity. The fucking audacity. MAGNUS WILL BE DEAD, IS WHAT YOU SHOULD TAKE AWAY FROM THAT. NOT THAT THE RIFT REOPENS ARE YOU KIDDING ME WTF JACE I CAN'T BELIEVE IT I EVEN CURSED EXPLICITLY I NEVER DO THAT WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Wow. Alec, can you please punch him?

Don't get me wrong. They're shadowhunters, of course it is their duty to prevent this to protect the mundanes. But, delivery?! Show some worry at the prospect of the love of your parabatai's life dying??? before continuing with business as usual?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SAME CLARY, BECAUSE WTF?! I REPEAT, WTF!!!! Didn't she listen to Helen at all? It's not going to protect her, it's going to blast her to frakking pieces. Wtf how dumb is she??? Hääääääääääää?????

lol Simon, you'd just stab yourself in the eye with it XD But I appreciate the sentiment XD

I AM THIS CLOSE TO JUST, RECORD MY LAUGHTER BECAUSE I'M DYYYYYING OVER HERE OKAY HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA Also he should call Maia, because life as a werewolf suxx way less than life as a vampire. Then again, IMMORTAL HUSBANDS SIGN ME THE F UP, IMMORTAL ALEC WAS ENDGAME ALL ALONG AHAHAHAHAHA YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Okay, on a more coherent note. I LOVE this line. I was so painfully deprived of Alec throwing himself into risk and action just to protect and help Magnus during 3B that it's not even funny. So this was really awesome. But, consider this: if he really wanted to go through with it he'd have to wait like a whole day before the transformation is completed, so uhhh impracitcal.

YES. YES. PLEASE MORE OF ENRAGED ALEC SCOLDING THEM LIKE THE KIDS THEY ARE. (But, uh, ragefully running away from his sire in spe wasn't the cleverest move if he wants to go through with it immediately ahaha XD)

I mean, nice of them to contriubute. All it took was Alec (!!!!!) flipping his shit. It seems they didn't have the idea to look into something themselves. Lol I'm inclined to be with Lilith on that one, are they even worth it??? Smh.

Full disclosure, for the longest time I was sure those were burning dog shit piles XD

Can we talk about how Jonathan is at a point where he doesn't really seem to care if he lives or dies because everything is pointless to him? (Btw if I manage to actually write the epic 3x21+22 rewrite I have in mind then it'd start here.)

I mean this was smooth and all, but......? Wasn't Meliorn like, totally over Izzy? I'm meaning this in a premonition-y way, not just this line. His rekindled feelings come pretty much out of nowhere.

I get that this is the alliance rune from the books. But why the hell would she do that in this situation instead of a rune that allows Shadowhunters to survive in Edom? In which universe is alliance rune your first thought instead of resiliance rune?? Or just a plain Accio Magnus rune, ffs!!!Makes no sense.

This is epic and all, but excuse me while I roll my eyes real hard.

Also ignoring the seelie queen and her weird fetish 2.0 because who cares.

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I CCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT LORENZO IS A FANBOY HAHAHAHA I BET YOU HE WILL CORNER SIMON AT SOME POINT AND BEG HIM FOR AN AUTOGRAPH HAHAHAHAHA

“As my first act on the Downworld Council...”

So you mean to tell me that from 3x02 til 3x21 actually only a week passed? Because the Downworld Council meetings are weekly scheduled??? Tf hahaha.

Hahahhahhaa I mean I totally get why he reacts that way. Also, may I ask the dreaded question: WHERE THE F IS CATARINA???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No honestly, I give up. I just. I give up.

Hahahahaha

“The angels wouldn't have given me this power if they didn't want me to use it.”

Premonition!Ralf: Ha. Hahahhahaha. Ha.

THE COMEDY WE DESERVE HAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PERFECT!!!! Not least because it's immediately followed by

which makes it seem as if Lorenzo is complimenting Meliorn's prowess as a lover LOL

SIGH. So in 3x10 it was the portal that allowed Magnus to EASILY travel back to Earth, not Asmodeus kindly giving him a lift. So then let me ask why the hell he didn't make a portal like this in 3x20?! Did he already know he wouldn't be able to seal the rift but would have to keep it closed 24/7? Ridiculous. Also, why does Alec even ask this, since he saw Magnus use that exact same portal in 3x10.

I think you should have held frikkin hands.

HAHAHA ALEC, HONEY, WHAT WOULD YOU WRITE ANYWAY???? “We're right here, next to those withered trees. There's sand on the ground and wraiths in the sky. Everything looks red. And from here I can see that one ruin!!”

Weird Lorenzo & Alec bonding is intriguing. That's all I'm saying on the matter for now. I'm reserving judgement.

(Edit: After watching both 3x21 and 3x22 this clearly marks the point where Lorenzo's Instant Redemption Arc sets in and simultaneously comes to a close. Thanks, I hate it. Let antagonists be antagonists, dammit. At the end of the day not everyone is a goody two-shoes. That's life. UGH. Also, let me introduce my theory that while traveling between Earth and Edom Lorenzo's character was ripped from him in a severe Plot Convenience Turbulence. What a shame.)

But hell yeah to Alec's emotions running rampant and him being unable to control the magic. Another headcanon confirmed (that I didn't really knew I had, lol).

Hahahahha dude could you be any more pretentious XD XD XD

Hahahahahahaha this is the best day of my life.

Hahahaha Meliorn just got promoted to one of my favorites. Better late than never amiright.

I get this, this taking stock conversation, from a meta standpoint. But BITCH CAN YOU FOCUS ON MAGNUS FOR ONCE IN YOUR SELF-ABSORBED LIFE IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK WTF DAMMIT

Yeah, me too. Who knew demonic transformations came with a villain hairdo make over?? Nature truly is beautiful.

Me, watching: I might be totally oblivous, but did this crown always have a stripe thing on the top, too? Ralf, editing this reaction post: Yes. Yes it did. You're not as observant as you like to think. Me, reading that: .......harsh

..........do I have to understand why he isn't running away screaming? I get the instinct to wreak havoc because everything hurts and is pointless but wtf, the seelie queen is doing the exact same things Lilith did to him. Using him, only seeing him as a power source that has to be cultivated but has no feelings, no worth, and weirdly kissing him. He should, for all intents and purposes, be running for the hills. (But also, uh, neat nail polish and rings, seelie queen. You've got style.)

HAHAHAHA I mean, I already prepared two Jeliorn Dumb Comics, but this is reaching ridiculous levels XD XD XD I'm soooo here for it.

Hahahahaha XD XD XD

“Runes bubbling back, incredible” Yeah, no shit. I'm not buying. I could even largely argue my point, making references to the seelies that got “treated” in 3x17 that weren't rendered half-human-half-angel but mundane, meaning they lost their angelic part, too, meaning the serum removes angelic blood as well as demon blood. But since I couldn't care less about Luke (right now or in general? That's your guess to make) I'm not even getting worked up over it XD

Dude, you're aware this is like the perfect opening for getting a verbal diss, right?

Wow, three seconds a shadowhunter and here we are with the racist jokes again. That was quick.

Also, let me say how exceedingly ridiculous it is that Luke just walks out of there with a “No thank you” and Evil Praetor Guy does nothing against it literally because Luke said “But blackmailing me would mean you're evil ;__;”

bitch please

Look, can we appreciate this a little more? Like, a lot more??? Can I pause the episode here and stare at this for half an hour or something????? Alec saying he's willing to just, leave behind life as he knew it, very possibly never seeing anyone of his family again, just so he gets to stay with Magnus? I mean, that's some Major Immortal Alec Energy right there. Serve me more please.

..................wow instead I get Clary depriving me of a Malec Reunion Smooch wtf?! Uuuhhhh no thank you!!!!

AHAHAHA THAT SUFFERING FACE HAHAHAHAHA OMG AMAZING Kicked Pouting Suffering Puppy Jace <3<3<3

Btw what Jace said about Simon really gave me something to think about. I'm confused but intrigued. I like.

#shadowhunters #3x21 #magnus bane #alec lightwood #clary fray #jace wayland #simon lewis #isabelle lightwood #lorenzo rey #maia roberts #luke garroway #meliorn #the seelie queen #jonathan morgenstern #lilith #reaction

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dontshootmespence · 6 years ago

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Purposeful

A/N: A request from @dropsofkink for a Spencer x Reader smut, where she has a habit that drives Spencer crazy.

Warning: Smut.

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They were mundane movements. But not on her.

Plenty of men and women around him did the same things day in and day out.

Yet he was sitting here across from her unable to unglue his eyes from her. It was fairly obvious, even to him, that she liked him. And he liked her too, so nothing was keeping anything from happening between them except fear. Fear of what? He didn’t even know.

As he tried desperately to keep his eyes on his paperwork, she sat at her desk chewing delicately on the end of her pen. Occasionally, she wrap her lips around it. Sometimes she would drag it along her lips like a lipstick. Either way it made his mind jump to very obvious places that made his body react in a way that was definitely not appropriate in the workplace. On top of chewing on her pen, she tended to cross and uncross her legs very deliberately. It was painstakingly slow. If she happened to be wearing pants that day, then he found himself wondering about the skin underneath. If she was wearing a skirt, it was even worse. The flimsy material of her skirt would ride up her thighs as she lifted one over the other, her legs rubbing gently against each other. It drove him wild. Truly distracting on a level he’d never experienced before.

With a deep breath, he forced his gaze back down on the papers in front of him, but that didn’t do anything to stop the raging thoughts and the raging something else going on behind the desk.

One more time, he found himself glancing up just as she uncrossed her legs, the right calf sliding down the front of her left leg in such a languid, silky fashion that he would swear she was doing it on purpose. When she got up a few minutes later, he decided to stop kidding himself and got up to follow her. He had to say something. Maybe she wanted a relationship, maybe she didn’t, maybe she wanted friends with benefits. He had no clue. All he wanted was for this racing in his head to stop. “Hey Spence,” she said excitedly when she realized he was right behind her. “What’s up?”

“Nothing much,” he replied, obviously lying. “I just have a question for you. Are you trying to kill me?” He tried laughing it off and hoped it sounded more easy going than it felt.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she laughed. “What are you talking about?”

“The way you chew your pen and cross and uncross your legs. It’s driving me crazy,” he spat out.

Just as she stopped in her tracks, her lips curled up into a smile. “Why Spence, I never knew how you felt about me.”

“Really?”

“No,” she giggled. “I knew. I just didn’t know whether you’d want to pursue anything...you know, because of the fact that we work together and we’re friends first, so I never said anything about it. I can’t deny I knew what I was doing though.”

“With your legs? So you do that on purpose?”

“Yea,” she said guilty but with no trace of guilt on her lips. “Didn’t know about the pen thing though. Good to know. Great way to torture you, especially when you lick your lips every five seconds.”

“I do?”

“All the time. Drives me nuts.”

Well, if it drove her nuts that probably meant she was thinking about his lips being in a particular area. All of a sudden, he felt his mind wandering again. “So to be clear, we’re both sexually frustrated with each other?”

“Apparently.”

“Should we do something about it?” He asked.

Finally, they approached the ladies room. “Maybe tonight after work?”

“Today’s going to be a long day,” he sighed, chuckling as he glanced down her body once more.

“Damn straight.”

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They’d taken separate cars back to Y/N’s place after work and each mile felt like a 1,000, but ten minutes after leaving the Bureau they arrived in front of her complex. “Can we hurry upstairs please?” He asked. “Because I’m starting to get to a point where keeping myself from getting an erection is getting really hard...pun intended.”

She snorted and turned her back against the door, pushing it open with her behind, which she noticed really wasn’t helping him. “So I shouldn’t tell you that the entire time I was driving, I was driving with one hand so I could touch myself with the other?”

Spencer swallowed hard and rushed up the stairs before her, reaching back to grab her hand. “That was rude,” he laughed.

“What?” She asked indignantly. “Now I’m all ready because I can tell you right now this first one isn’t going to be slow and sensual.”

No. It definitely wasn’t.

Shakily, she fiddled with the keys before getting them into the lock to push the door open. Before he could even close it, he lifted her up by the backs of her thighs and backed her up against the door, his length straining against his pants to search for her heat. She arched into him, leaning her back into the now-closed door, which croaked under their combined desperation. “So Spence, how about you show me how crazy I make you? I’m dying to know.”

“Gladly,” he mumbled, his voice deep and needy. Reaching his hand under her skirt, he slipped her panties to the side and touched her, reveling in the way her eyes fluttered closed. She was already so wet and it was for him. That was something he couldn’t comprehend. As he slipped her finger up and down her slit, she groaned, hips shaking and arching further into him.

Both thought they were in control, but neither truly was. She pushed back against him and slipped off his hips, shimmying her skirt down and onto the floor before reaching for his belt and pulling it free of its loops.

Underneath his shirt, he could feel the sweat start to form, making his clothes cling to his skin. It was too close for comfort but he was already too far gone to care. Before he buried himself inside and truly lost all control, he crouched down and lifted her skirt, tonguing her sex and pressing it against her clit. The way she shook, whimpering before she breathed his name - it made him wonder how he ever thought he had any control. “Fuck, you’re so sexy.”

“Mmmm. Now get up here and kiss me.”

As he rose, she slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. She tasted herself on his tongue, her desperation, fed by his own as he arched into her dying to get closer. “I’m sorry this isn’t going to be very romantic the way I imagined it,” he said breathless as he pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them.

“You imagined it?” She craned her neck back and brought his mouth to it. She’d imagined it too.

Spencer’s tongue darted out against the expanse of skin below her ear feeling satisfied with himself when he heard her moan. “Yes. But I think the longer I waited to say something the more desperate I got hence my inability to keep from doing this, right here and now.” With her pinned against the wall, he grabbed his length and placed it at her entrance, sliding in gently but swiftly. “Oh fuck.”

As the entire world around them faded into the background, Y/N gave herself over to the shaking, shivering, all-encompassing sensations he wrought. She clung to him as he thrust into her, her nails digging small crescent-shaped indents in his skin. “Oh my god, Spence. Please don’t stop.”

He had no plans to. With each thrust, he knocked her hips into the wall behind her, filling the room with only the sounds of the creaking wood and their own labored, desperate breaths. “I’m gonna come, Spence,” she cried, her hand reaching back and scraping against the door frame. “Holy hell. Please.”

Spencer buried his head into her neck and picked up his pace, crying out as he spilled himself inside her. As the waves of pleasure subsided, he cradled her by the small of her back and watched as she came with his name on her lips. “Oh my fuck,” he laughed.

“Oh my fuck indeed. Bedroom?”

They were sweaty and out of breath and weak in the knees but it didn’t matter. He couldn’t get enough. He wondered if it was possible to. “Absolutely. We’re going to keep doing this until we collapse in each other’s arms.”

She smiled into him as he walked them inside. “That could be a while.”

@prettyboyeffect @jamiemelyn @unstoppableangel8 @iammostdefinitelyonfire26 @lukeassmanalvez @kalie-bee @veroinnumera @lookwhatyoumademequeue @cynbx @tippy06 @smolldork @marvelouslyme96 @literallyprentissstwin @adropintheocean1234567 @grace-for-sale @skrrrrrrrrrrt @mysticpansy @tenaciousarcadeexpert @dionnaea @boywonderspencer @multifandomizer @hogwarts-konoha @girlscrushes @bucky-smiles @ggyolo17 @chickenstringlights @sebba-hiddles @hellaqueerangelofthelord @princess-criminal @everyday-imfangirling @what-fandom-is-this-honestly

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid smut #spencer reid imagine #dontshootmespence #purposeful

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meztliel · 6 years ago

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For dearest @frauleinpflaume, who inspired me with her BulChi drawings and headcanons.

This continues with the au of ChiChi being a successful baker and Bulma her pining manager lol

Pairings: Bulma/ChiChi, Goku/Vegeta (mentioned), Bulma & Vegeta (past, current- platonic),

Rated: T+

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Egg yolks and shells smear the countertop. Flour dusts the floor. Her mother's figure- hugging apron is splotched with yellow cake batter and some of the batter is stuck under the red soles of her heels, a slipping accident waiting to happen.

The oven wafts hot air into Bulma's perfectly made-up face as she feeds it the pan and then unceremoniously bangs it shut.

She then sets the timer, and waits.

And waits, checking up on it every few minutes to see its progress, to make sure it's doing what it's supposed to do, and by the time the oven beeps the cake is baked but it's flat and uneven and slightly burnt at the edges.

"What the hell is that?"

The gruff and unexpected inquiry causes Bulma to nearly slice off the tip of her fingernail as she's trimming the toasted sides of the cake.

She gestures at the misshapen lump with the knife she still holds in her hand.

"What's it look like?"

Vegeta eyes it with disgust.

"What will it taste like is my concern."

"Shouldn't be. It's not for you."

"I gathered as much. Who's the unlucky chump?"

"You've met her."

He keeps the frown but adds a thin film of confusion above it. "The baker? You're baking a professional baker a fucking cake? Whatever the hell for?"

"It's her birthday and I'm a genius. If I can build a goddamn rocket ship, I can bake a goddamn cake. Piece of cake, right?" She grins when his eye squints at the terrible pun. "Anyway, why are you all dressed up?

A slow smile curves up his shapely mouth. She knows that look. "I'm going on a date."

"With who?"

His smile deepens. Fuck.

"Seriously? Vegeta, he's my best friend. If you're dating him to get back to me for breaking up with you, I'm gonna-"

"Can't break up if we were never an item. A few tussles around the bed- and shower and laboratory - doesn't constitute a relationship. It makes us fuck-buddies."

"Fine. But, listen, you can't use him like that. He may be physically strong but he's a softie and probably still a virgin."

"Relax, woman. I'm well aware of that. I'm taking him to a nice dinner and all that shit. In fact, that's why I'm here. I need to borrow some money. "

She almost denies him the loan, technically a freebie because she knows he'll never pay her back, but instead hands him one of her credit cards.

"Only because it's my best friend that you're treating-" technically, she was "-and you better make it the best damn date he's ever been in."

Truthfully it is probably going to be the first real date Goku has ever been in.

"Here you go. Oh, and give me your spare key."

He returns the key to her home without protest. Not too long ago, him being there meant he was looking for a good fuck, and often would take up the rest of the evening.

Sometimes she still craves him. Not emotionally like she used to. Her groin and her heart are two entirely different and separate parts of her being.

He doesn't thank her and she doesn't expect him to. However, she is surprised by what he tells her.

"Good luck with the woman."

***

One of her first scientific discoveries was as a toddler, when she learned that lumping all the different colors of clay into one large ball did not make a pretty tie-dye pattern but rather a sad grayish-brown lump.

Apparently, that lesson serves her no purpose as Bulma attempts to make purple frosting using red and blue food coloring, resulting in a cloudy-day hue that is as depressed-looking as she feels.

She tries to mask the lackluster hue by piling on more color using another layer of frosting and a sundry of edible cake toppers, which then results in what looks like a 5-year-old's drawing minus any of the adorable charm.

It shouldn't have come out this way. She followed every step meticulously, used the right ingredients and all the appropriate tools. The recipe comes from ChiChi's own cookbook that she helped fund and publish. Where has she gone wrong?

The issue is Bulma deciding to bake anything in the first place. Sighing, she considers tossing the thing into the disposal. However, she beams up with the chance that the cake will taste better than it looks. That's often the case, right?

She finds out a few hours later that this isn't the case as she watches ChiChi's reaction, which is almost a mirror reflection of her own disappointment.

So dry. So salty. So sweet. And what is that aftertaste?

"Well, I totally failed."

She isn't sure what she was trying to prove when she decided to give this baking thing a shot. To prove that she can create something other than robotics? To impress ChiChi? To show her that she really cares about her business and will even try a recipe to demonstrate it?

"Really, it's not that bad."

"Chi, you're sweet, but no. It is that bad. Don't force yourself to eat this mess. I actually would rather you not. Give it here. I'm tossing it. All of it."

Without much further reluctance, ChiChi relents and follows Bulma to the kitchen, where she tosses her share and the rest of the cake into the garbage disposal, an oddly cathartic move.

Good thing dinner was amazing and prepared by her personal chief. Even better that she was spared the large-scale humiliation she would have suffered had she decided to ignore ChiChi's pleas to not have a big party thrown in her honor.

"I think it's sweet that you tried. This is the first time anyone has ever made me a cake, you know, for obvious reasons."

She's so cute that ChiChi could have been completely rude about the situation and she would've still wanted to prop her up onto the counter and have her as the dessert she deprived them of.

Bulma doesn't miss the way ChiChi abruptly shifts her gaze, tucking a thin strand of hair behind her ear in a nervous gesture she would only do when Goku was concerned. This time she's the one who's caused it, though she doesn't have much time to dwell on it as ChiChi begins to rummage to the cupboards.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for ingredients for a cake. Ah, here's the flour."

Bulma crosses her arms "If you really want cake, I can get Armand to make you one. Or we can go out to a bakery. Better yet, a bakery in France. It's your day and you shouldn't have to work."

ChiChi clucks her tongue. "It's more for your sake than mine. I'm giving you a free baking lesson." She cuts her off before she can protest "And it's my birthday so you can't say no."

Bulma had considered not burning down her kitchen an achievement when she had finished making the thing that was supposed to be a cake. Tasting the cake she and ChiChi worked on together, Bulma feels pride, along with something else as she ChiChi chews and smiles at her. The frosting on the side of her mouth is too much to resist, and without much thinking Bulma swipes it away with a finger and pops it into her mouth.

ChiChi's face flushes red, and her mouth moves to form words that come out as a strangled noise.

"Sorry, was that too bold?"

She can hear her swallow away whatever's struck in her throat and nods, a little disappointment kicking Bulma in the gut.

"It is but..."

ChiChi moves a few steps closer to her, close enough to where Bulma smell her perfume mixed with the smell of bread and sugar.

"You missed a spot," says ChiChi, and kisses her. She tastes like vanilla and strawberries and something uniquely her, and Bulma thinks she's never had anything so sweet.

#bulchi #bulma x chichi #kakavege #<<<kind of #fanfiction #dbz fanfiction #f/f #w/w

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pallases · 7 years ago

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Keith and Krolia Headcanons

•After it registers that Krolia is his mother, Keith’s first reaction is a brief moment of shock, followed by anger

•The thing is that it’s not actually anger though (or rather, not only anger, but that’s what it comes off as)

•It’s just the way it comes out. In truth he feels unbelievably confused and disoriented.

•Why did she come back for me? Why is she accepting me now? Why was she gone all this time? Why?

•It’s a whole lot of hurt that he thought he managed to bury after all these years of being alone, but now that he’s face to face with her everyone comes surfacing back up and he doesn’t have time to deal with so many feelings and it all manifests itself as extreme aggression

•”You vanish entirely from my life at a random point and then suddenly come strutting back in to drop a bomb like that? Where were you all this time? What were you doing? What was so important that you abandoned—“

•He catches the voice crack and storms out of the room before the tears can come

•Krolia is left there standing for a moment in complete confusion because ??? the mission??? come back??? but then it catches up to her just how he must feel and she feels the blood drain from her face and now she’s physically calling out to him to wait

•Once they get back to the Blades after the mission he heads straight to his room, leaves the rest to Krolia alone, stares at the wall for a bit before it comes rushing back to him and he breaks down

•Krolia finds out where his room is from another Blade and is about to go in there to explain everything to him but she hears his sobs

•She knows it’s not her place to be comforting him when she came in out of nowhere, so ignoring the splintering of her own heart she turns away

•He tells the other Paladins about her right away, hating to procrastinate, but it’s clear to everybody how abrupt he’s being on the topic and why

•His voice sounds flat and emotionless to his own ears but he doubts at least one person watching can’t see the tightness of his jaw, the tensing of his shoulders, the faint puffiness lingering around his eyes. He wishes they couldn’t though

•Everybody reacts appropriately, aka “wait but this is so sudden what” but Keith doesn’t have the energy to go through the whole story, not to mention he doesn’t even have it yet considering he’s still hiding in his room and hasn’t spoken to Krolia since

•He just tells them he’ll be fine and then clicks off, the last expression he sees being Lance’s worried wide eyes because he knows Keith can be brusque but not usually to this extent

•After that it takes Keith quite a while to warm up to Krolia

•The first week is filled with cold glances, flinches, shifting gazes, and narrowed eyes

•The second week is filled with slightly more welcoming body language, but still very little conversation; Keith throws himself into every mission he can, trying to drown out his problems with his work

•On the third week he cracks, and Krolia finally gets the chance to explain her absence and tell him about everything that happened

•Fourth week, Keith accepts what she says and they manage to bond a bit over their similarities and what they like to do, and Keith tells her about his friends

Keith: “you’ll like them all except maybe Lance sometimes he annoys me to the point that I wish I could shove him up against a wall” Krolia, internally: “hmm in what way do you mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”

•Fifth week, he lives up to his earlier statement and brings Krolia to meet the Paladins, Coran, Matt, etc

•Everyone’s really wary of her at first but she ends up visiting a lot and soon becomes an aunt of sorts to them all

•I mean it gets to the point where Keith comes up to the Paladins and Pidge accidentally says “is Aunt Krolia coming?” and Keith blinks because he doesn’t even call Krolia “Mom” yet and here are his friends referring to her as their aunt lmao

•Coran gets super offended over this nickname for her because he’s Uncle Coran and this lady comes waltzing in and adopts such a similar title so much quicker than he did

•He complains constantly about it to Allura at first

Coran: “I simply don’t understand Princess“ Allura: “understand what” Coran: “how they could betray me like this” Allura: “they’re not betra—“ Coran: “how could they betray me like this”

•He also interrogates Krolia at every chance he gets on any possible intentions she has for this group

Coran, shooting eye daggers at her and leaning forward: “so what makes you think you’re qualified to be an aunt” Krolia, folding her arms shooting daggers right back: “what makes you think I’m not”

•Eventually though he warms up to her and they become an absolutely iconic duo

•They’re practically inseparable, always talking on the sidelines while the Paladins discuss strategy or joining in themselves

•They tease the Paladins about their crushes all the time and discuss it together to no end

Coran, sipping tea from who knows where: “did you know my favorite Paladin has a crush on your favorite Paladin” Krolia, raising her eyebrows over her cup: “what do you take me for it’s so obvious that I knew before I even saw them interacting”

Coran, in a failed attempt to subtly let Krolia know about Hunay: “so Hunk how’s Shay been have you two been up to any fun lately have you gone out lately how’s Shay been” Krolia, swooping in through the doorway from where she was eavesdropping: “who’s Shay”

•Sorry I just had to explore this wonderful concept of Coran and Krolia‘s relationship I should probably stop now

•She also loves teasing them about their jobs and hobbies

Krolia, leaning over Hunk’s work and smirking: “shouldn’t those be double-modulated” Hunk, closing his eyes and giving a heavy sigh: “I thought you were my friend”

Krolia, watching Lance train and cupping her hands over her mouth: “YOUR STANCE IS OFF” Lance, dropping his sword: “and how would you know Miss Kogun” Krolia: “my last name isn’t even Kogane that pun is invalid”

•Wow this post strayed so far from its original purpose um let’s go back to Keith and Krolia

•Once he sees that his friends like Krolia, Keith finds it a lot easier to act more welcoming toward her

•They were already establishing a closer bond but Keith always seemed pretty closed off anyway, not rude or anything but y’know just Keith

•At some point Krolia asks if he remembers her at all from before she left and he says no

Krolia: “but I cradled you in my arms” Keith, giving an involuntary snort and coughing to cover it: “sorry yeah go on”

•Keith gradually becomes more comfortable around Krolia and starts to see her as a mother figure, although he still calls her Krolia for a long time

•When he calls her mom for the first time, it’s because she refuses to let him go on a mission that she thinks it’s too dangerous for him

Krolia: “no Keith you’re not going off just to get yourself killed that’s ridiculous” Keith: “BUT MOM“ Krolia, after staring at him for half a minute in pure shock and silence: “if you think that finally addressing me as ‘mom’ is going to make me budge you’re wrONG” Coran, popping his head in: “was that a voice crack I heard my dear Krolia”

•But after that Keith can see how happy being called Mom makes Krolia so he tries to let it stick

•He still slips up a lot but doesn’t only pull out the Mom card for blackmail I mean he’s not evil

•They’re a broken family, but each day is a day of mending

#i’m sorry #i couldn’t resist the klance #this went from angst to shitposting in 0.02 seconds #voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #s6 voltron #voltron spoilers #voltron headcanons #vld headcanons #krolia #keith #coran #this turned out a lot longer than planned #klance #mine #my text

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phanfictrashnumber1 · 7 years ago

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All I Want For Christmas

Phil wants to get a real Christmas tree, but will no car, memories of the rave tree and the lack of a festive Dan stop him?

A/N: I hope this sort of makes up for not getting a festive ditl this year! ^-^

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It was that time of year again. A welcome chill was in the air, the whiskering Sharpie had been put away for another year and Phil was finally allowed to do this.

Phil sat in bed, the duvet thrown over his legs and glasses resting on the tip of his nose as he scrolled through the music on his phone. Dan was still fast asleep beside him, wrapped in a cocoon of blankets and in his own little dreamland. Dan always looked so calm when he was asleep and Phil hoped the younger boy’s dreams were as peaceful as he looked.

Phil finally found the song he’d been looking for and hit play. He began turning up the volume, letting that magical, festive melody fill the bedroom.

Dan began to stir, and Phil took that as his cue to begin belting out “All I Want For Christmas Is You” at the top of his lungs.

Dan finally rolled over, blinking sleepily as he watched Phil, loving his low notes and cringing at his high notes. He loved Phil’s singing voice; slightly jealous even. The way Phil was able to deepen that baritone voice of his and actually hold a note; it always seemed to impress Dan.

“You’re no Mariah.” Dan muttered before closing his eyes and sinking back into his pillow.

“Rude!” Phil let out with a gasp. “It’s December 1st, which means I’m now legally allowed to listen to this all day every day and sing along as loudly as I want.” he said, crossing his arms. He waited for this day all year, as Dan had banned this song from playing in their home any time before the 1st of December.

“You’re not allowed to do anything this early” Dan said.

“It’s 11:00.″ Phil told him, finally hitting pause on the song.

“Exactly.” Dan said as he buried his head into his pillow.

“No, you need to get up!” Phil said, shaking his boyfriend ever-so-gently. “We’ve got lots to do today!”

Dan’s eyes shot open. “Such as?”

“Well, put up a Christmas tree, of course!” Phil spoke happily.

“That’d be a lot easier to do if you didn’t forget our rave tree at the old flat.” Dan said as he sat up on his elbow.

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that.” Phil said.

“You plus thinking is never a good thing.” Dan quipped.

Phil just ignored him. “I was thinking, what if we get a real Christmas tree this year?”

Dan let out a laugh. “You can’t even keep a houseplant alive!”

“Yes, I can!” Phil fought.

“Tell that to Loki!” Dan then said.

Phil gasped. “We don’t speak of her!” he let out. “I try my best.” he then said, pouting slightly.

Dan sat up, curling a bit into Phil’s side. “I know you do, I’m sorry. It’s just, you really want to take on the responsibility of a real Christmas tree?”

Phil let a hand rummage through Dan’s messy morning curls. “I thought it would be fun.” he said. “Try new things, right?”

Dan sighed. “Try new things.” he agreed. “So, how exactly do we get this real tree?”

Phil giggled. “Well, we’ve got to go to the tree lot, pick one out and they’ll chop it down for us to bring home.”

“And how the hell are we going to get it home? What, tie in on the roof of the taxi?” Dan asked sarcastically.

“Well, I was hoping Martyn might come with us so we could use his car.” Phil said. “I texted him a little while ago, I’m just waiting for him to respond.”

As if on cue, Phil’s phone dinged with a new text from his brother. Phil read the text before looking up at Dan.

“Well? What’d he say?” Dan asked.

“He said we could use his car.” Phil told him.

“Oh, okay. You looked like he’d given you bad news.” Dan said with a chuckle.

“Well, we can use his car… as long as one of us drives it.” Phil told him.

“Excuse me?” Dan let out.

“He said he’ll be busy all day but we’re more than welcome to take his car.” Phil said.

“Well he clearly doesn’t care much about his car if he’s leaving it in our hands.” Dan said.

“Scared to hit the road, Howell?” Phil asked, his voice becoming slightly deeper as it always did when he teased Dan.

“Yes!” Dan said with an obvious laugh. “And you should be too.”

“I can do it. I’m not afraid to get behind the wheel.” Phil spoke confidently.

Dan’s eyes widened. “I’ve seen you play Mario Kart. I would fear for our lives.”

The pout returned to Phil’s face. “Wow, you have such little faith in me today.”

Dan’s face softened. “Phil, it’s not that. I don’t trust myself to drive either. Neither of us have driven a car in years.”

Phil smirked. “Try new things?”

“You’re only allowed to whack out the ‘try new things’ excuse once a day.” Dan declared.

“Says who?” Phil asked.

“Says me.” Dan simply said.

“And who exactly put you in charge?” Phil asked as he rolled over on top of his boyfriend, much reminiscent to a certain incident captured in the first Phil is not on fire.

Dan looked up at Phil with wide eyes and an uncontrollable smile on his face.

“Hmm?” Phil continued. “First, no ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ until December 1st, then no more than one ‘try new things’ a day. What’s next, you won’t let me have sweets?”

Dan couldn’t help but laugh at his boyfriend’s ridiculousness - and also the fact he had hidden Phil’s latest packet of marshmallows to try and limit his sugar intake. But Phil didn’t need to know that right now.

“Why don’t we just get a tree whenever Martyn is available to drive us?” Dan asked.

“But Dan, it’s already December 1st! If we wait too long, all the good trees will be gone and we’ll get stuck with a crappy one. Just ask Charlie Brown, he knows what I’m talking about.” Phil said.

Dan burst out laughing at that. Phil didn’t usually make him laugh with his purposeful jokes or terrible puns; it was more of Phil’s dry wit, the things Dan never saw coming, that would send him into hysterics, which would then send Phil into hysterics right along with him.

When the two calmed down, Dan brought his hands to rest on Phil’s waist.”You may be an overly-festive, plant-killing, bad-driving rat… but you are really funny.” he said.

Phil’s face held a mixture of shock and offense, but he knew there was a compliment in there somewhere.

“I guess,” Dan then said. “I can try driving to the tree lot. How hard could it be?”

“I mean, I’ve seen you play Mario Kart as well. As long as you avoid the shells on the road, I’ll think you’ll be fine.” Phil told him.

“As long as those London roads don’t turn into rainbows I think I should be okay.” Dan said. “Now get off me, you spork!” he said as he pushed at his boyfriend.

The two finally made their way out of bed. Phil poured them both some bowls of cereal and they indulged in their morning anime. When they finished, Phil instinctively started blasting “All I Want For Christmas Is You” for a second time while they got dressed.

“Christmas jumper activated!” Phil announced as he hopped into the room to see Dan dressed in none other than his black, fuzzy jumper. “Dan! You aren’t wearing a Christmas jumper?!” he asked in shock.

“No…” Dan answered. “I’m just not quite in the festive mood yet.”

“Well, that’s what ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ is for! Do I need to play it again?” Phil asked as he whipped out his phone.

“No!” Dan quickly said. “I’m just comfortable in this jumper. Does it really matter if it’s Christmas themed?” he asked, a slight whine in his voice.

Phil sighed. “I guess not.” he said. “And I do love this jumper.” he said as he wrapped his arms around Dan’s waist, clutching his hands in the fuzzy material.

“I promise I’ll get in the festive mood eventually. Maybe once we have a tree up and decorated.” Dan told him.

“I’m holding you to that promise.” Phil said before pecking a kiss to Dan’s lips. When he pulled back, he noticed the slight frown on his boyfriend’s face. “What?” he asked.

“It’s our first Christmas without the rave tree.” Dan said.

“Look at Daniel Howell being all sentimental.” Phil teased, giving Dan a squeeze.

“I know it’s dumb.” Dan began. “I’ll just miss it, I guess. We had so many raves with it, after all.”

“So many raves.” Phil agreed. “But it’s not dumb. I’ll miss it, too. But I’m also excited to have a real Christmas tree for the first time.” he said, bouncing a bit in excitement. “And I’m excited I get to do it with you.”

Dan instantly smiled. “I am too.” he said. “Let’s go get our tree.”

The two endured their walk to Martyn’s place. They were grateful their new flat was a lot closer to essential places the two often needed to be. It resulted in less taxi fares and awkward rides and more walking that the two of them knew they needed.

They made it to Martyn’s place and Phil retrieved the key his brother had left for them under the mat.

They both hopped in the car, Phil in the passenger seat and Dan in the driver’s seat.

Dan buckled his seat belt and took a deep breath. He looked out the windshield, watching as car after car past by with ease. He felt the petal beneath his foot; let his hands examine the steering wheel; felt the nerves building up in his chest.

“So, what are we doing today, Dan?” he suddenly heard and whipped his head around to see Phil pointing a camera at him.

“Don’t tell me you’re filming!” Dan exclaimed.

“Of course I am! This is a big deal, Dan! This is your first time driving in years!” Phil announced for the camera.

“And what exactly are you planning on doing with this video, Phil?” Dan asked.

“This is on my second channel. LessAmazingPhil has been lacking some Try New Things lately.” Phil told him.

“Oh, I’m so glad I could offer you that quality content.” Dan said, shooting the camera that top notch hand gesture that he simultaneously loved and hated.

“So, are you ready to drive, Dan?” Phil asked.

“Years of intense Mario Kart races have prepared me for this moment.” Dan said.

“Just make sure you dodge all the shells in the road!” Phil told him.

“Thanks for that helpful piece of advice, Phil.” Dan spoke sarcastically. “Okay, are you ready?”

“Yes! Let’s-uh-go!” Phil said, imitating Mario himself.

“Shut up!” Dan said with a laugh, a combination of annoyance and fondness and nerves bubbling inside him. He started the car and gripped the steering wheel while Phil filmed and watched in anticipation.

When almost 10 seconds went by and Dan didn’t move, Phil couldn’t help but laugh, which caused Dan to laugh as well.

“Ah, I’m scared! Okay!” Dan let out as he bounced in his seat.

“Don’t be scared. Just take a deep breath. You can do this. It’s nothing you’ve never done before.” Phil said, placing a comforting hand on Dan’s thigh, out of camera shot.

Just the sound of Phil’s voice calmed him down. Just feeling Phil’s touch calmed him down. Just Phil being there calmed him down. He finally pulled away, hands gripping the wheel as he pulled out onto the street and drove.

“You’re doing it!” Phil spoke happily. “How’s it feel?”

“Like I haven’t driven a car in almost a decade!” Dan said. “I hope everyone watching this is enjoying my misery. Assuming this gets uploaded and I don’t crash, leading to our fiery deaths.”

“Well, I guess your death can be fiery now that you’re not on fire anymore.” Phil said, causing Dan to gasp.

“If I wasn’t driving a frickin car I would slap you!” Dan exclaimed while Phil laughed.

“Try new things?” Phil finally said.

“Try new things!” Dan said with a laugh.

Phil stopped recording and put the camera down. “How are you really feeling?” he then asked.

“I’m okay. We’re moving, aren’t we?” Dan asked.

“I told you you could do it.” Phil said as he gave Dan’s thigh a comforting squeeze.

They made it to the tree lot and as soon as Dan put the car in park, he let out a dramatic sigh.

“You know there was like a 20% chance we were going to die.” Dan said.

“Just 20?” Phil asked.

“That’s not a high enough risk for you?” Dan asked back.

“You did fine. Better than I ever drove.” Phil told him.

“Well, that I’m sure of.” Dan said with a smirk before hopping out of the car.

Phil followed along and the two headed into the lot, the piney scent hitting them both instantly. Dozens upon dozens of trees covered the space, creating a magical maze in front of them.

“Now, we’ve got to choose one.” Phil said, his eyes lighting up as he looked at all the trees and took off, leaving Dan to follow behind with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

Dan caught up with Phil and they walked through the lot, admiring all the trees as they searched for the perfect one.

“How would you feel about this place at night, Dan?” Phil asked.

“Oh, you mean giant trees in the dark in the middle of nowhere? It’s a dream come true. I’d like to holiday here actually.” Dan told him.

“Yeah? A holiday with Slenderman? Slendering through the trees together.” Phil said as he himself “slendered” up to Dan.

“Fuck off!” Dan said as he pushed Phil away. “Pick out your damn tree!” he said while Phil laughed.

They continued walking around until Phil spotted one.

“How about this one?” Phil asked as he pointed to a tree that looked to be 5 feet taller than them.

“Phil, that’s gigantic! That’ll never fit in our flat!” Dan said.

“This one?” Phil then asked, pointing at the one beside it that was about half the size.

“That one’s shorter than me!” Dan said.

“I didn’t think anything was shorter than you.” Phil said.

Dan shot Phil a glare. “What about this one?” he then said as he pointed to a tree that stood across from them.

Phil walked up to it, examining it. “Not too tall, not too short.” he began before suddenly sniffing the tree. “A fresh, piney scent on the laddy.”

“God, you’re so weird.” Dan said with a cringe as he watched his boyfriend.

“It’s perfect.” Phil told him with a smile. He couldn’t help but imagine this tree in their apartment, decorated and lighting up the lounge while the two of them sat cuddled on the couch, admiring their festive flat.

“Are you sure?” Dan asked, snapping Phil from his thoughts. “You don’t need to run a load of tests on it or something?”

“Nope, I’m positive. This is the one.” Phil said. “I’ll go find someone to help us with it. You just stay here and keep tabs on it.”

When Phil returned, he stopped short as he watched his boyfriend.

“What are you doing?” he asked Dan, who was currently crouched in front of the tree, shooting different facial expressions at his phone that was held in front of him.

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Dan asked as he stood up and began playing with the filters. “I’m outside, with trees, getting oxygen, experiencing nature. It’s a momentous occasion that needs to be documented with a selfie on Instagram.”

Phil just rolled his eyes. “They’re going to come chop her down and tie her on top of the car for us.”

“Her?” Dan questioned. “I wasn’t aware trees had genders, Phil.”

“Well, it just so happens this one does.” Phil told him.

“Yeah? Did you name her too?” Dan asked sarcastically, but he knew that look on Phil’s face. “You frickin named it, didn’t you?! I swear to God if it’s called Susan I’m leaving you here.”

“It’s not Susan.” Phil told him. “It’s Treesa.” he said. “You know, like Ther-esa, but Tree-sa.”

Dan simply looked at his boyfriend. “You know, the more you personify this thing, the harder it’s going to be for you when you inevitably kill it.”

“Just let me name the tree, Dan!” Phil said in a slightly whiny voice and Dan just rolled his eyes.

Their tree was chopped down and tied to the car. Dan drove them back to their flat and the two managed to get the tree off the top of the car. They carried it up the one flight of stairs leading into their flat, dozens of needles sprinkling along their path. Dan had commented about how difficult this would have been had they done this at their old place and Phil could only imagine the struggle of getting this tree up the steps in their old flat; all 47 of them.

Once they made it into the lounge, Dan dropped the tree with a huff. “Bloody hell. Lay off the donuts, Treesa.”

“Don’t insult our tree!” Phil said. “You’re perfect just the way you are, Treesa.” he continued, looking lovingly at the tree that laid in their lounge.

Dan rolled his eyes before plopping down on the couch.

“Hey, aren’t you going to help me get her in the stand?” Phil asked.

“Nah.” Dan let out. “It’ll be fun watching you attempt it.”

Phil shot his boyfriend a glare before lifting the tree. He tried his best, but inevitably lost his strength and dropped it to the floor.

Dan let out a laugh before finally getting up to help.

“All right, you spork, on the count of 3.” Dan said before counting to 3 and the two got the tree into the stand.

They looked up at it, the tree standing just a couple of inches taller than them.

“All right, now we decorate!” Phil said excitedly before taking off to the closet to grab the decorations.

“You’re wasting no time, are you, Phil?” Dan asked.

“Nope!” Phil called from the other room and Dan chuckled fondly.

It was only a few minutes later when Phil dragged in the box of decorations. He propped the box on the floor and looked up to see a slight frown on his boyfriend’s face.

“What?” Phil wondered.

Dan shrugged. “Nothing, it’s just… I’m just still missing the rave tree, I guess.”

Phil walked over to Dan and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s waist. “I have a feeling this is going to be even better than the rave tree.” he said before suddenly pulling something from his back pocket and holding it above them. “Oh, what is that? Is that a mistletoe?” he asked in a goofy voice.

Dan couldn’t help but laugh. “Why was that in your pocket, you weirdo!?”

“You mean you don’t carry a mistletoe in your pocket everywhere you go?” Phil asked and Dan continued to laugh, shaking his head at his silly boyfriend. “Well? I’m waiting!” Phil then said.

Dan smiled before pressing his lips to Phil’s.

When they pulled apart, it was Phil who had the smile on his face. “Now, let’s decorate!”

Phil grabbed the spare string of multi-colored lights out of the box, a tangled mess in his hands. “Okay, I’ll work on this if you grab the tinsel.” he said before beginning his challenge of untangling the lights.

Dan grabbed a chunk of tinsel out of the box and began putting it on the tree.

Suddenly, Dan felt something wrap around his waist and looked down to see glowing Christmas lights. He turned around, looking unamused while Phil ignored him and continued wrapping the lights around his boyfriend’s body.

“Really?” Dan let out.

“I just wanted to make sure you were finally in the festive mood. Full immersion and all that jazz.” Phil told him as he wrapped the last of the lights around the back of Dan’s neck, letting the end dangle off his shoulder.

“I’m getting there.” Dan assured his boyfriend. “But I’ll never fully get there if we don’t get this done. And we’ll never get this done if you keep stopping to whack out a mistletoe or decorate me!” he complained despite the smile on his face.

“Okay, you’re right. But I got them untangled!” Phil said happily.

“Yeah and now they’re tangled around me!” Dan said while Phil just laughed and unwrapped the lights from his boyfriend.

About a half an hour and another rendition of “All I Want For Christmas Is You” later, the tree was finally decorated. A colorful string of lights lit up the tree while baubles hung from the branches and tinsel glistened in between.

The two took a step back to admire their finished work.

“You were right, it is even better.” Dan told him, but Phil could still sense the tiniest hint of sadness in his voice. “I’m going to go make us some hot chocolate.” he said before heading to the kitchen.

This was the perfect opportunity that Phil needed.

Dan came back into the lounge with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate in-hand. He joined Phil on the couch and handed his boyfriend a mug before taking a sip of his own. He let his head fall onto Phil’s shoulder as they looked at their tree.

“I’m glad you finally got a real Christmas tree.” Dan spoke softly. “I know you’ve wanted one for a while.”

“I’m glad we finally have a place big enough for one. It never would have worked in our old flat.” Phil said.

“It looks amazing.” Dan then said before taking another sip of his hot chocolate.

They were silent for a moment before Phil spoke.

“Dan?”

“Yeah?” Dan answered.

“How come you miss the rave tree so much?” Phil asked.

“I don’t know.” Dan began. “I guess because it was our first Christmas tree together. We decorated it together. We added so many ornaments to the collection over the years. We’d put the lights on ‘rave mode’ just to be silly.” he said. “There were just a lot of memories attached to the rave tree.”

Phil didn’t say anything as he suddenly got up from the couch. He put his mug down on the coffee table before going over and unplugging the lights from the tree.

“What are you-” Dan was cut off by a sudden burst of blinking blue lights as Phil plugged them in.

“Surprise.” Phil simply said.

Dan blinked, letting his eyes adjust to the bright, blinking lights that were suddenly lighting up their tree.

“Phil… how…” Dan let out.

“I ordered some new lights.” Phil told him. “It was the lights that made the rave tree, after all.” he said as he plopped back down on the couch.

“You’re amazing.” Dan said as he looked at his boyfriend.

“Well, duh, haven’t you seen my username?” Phil asked and Dan giggled.

Dan looked at the tree that was raving in front of him before looking back at Phil. “You know, you were right. I loved the rave tree, but it was just the lights.” he said. “You’re what made it special, Phil.” he said and Phil couldn’t help but smile. “Rave lights or no rave lights, you’re all I really need.”

Phil looked at him. “Are you saying I’m all you want for Christmas, Dan?” he asked with a sly smile.

“All I want for Christmas is you, Phil.” Dan said in a gushy voice before letting out an sarcastic snort and Phil just laughed. “But seriously, I think I’m finally fully in the festive mood.” Dan then said.

Phil leaned in close to Dan. “Well, it took you long enough.”

Dan leaned in as well, ready to plant a kiss on his boyfriend, but was stopped by Phil turning his head toward his phone.

"Way to ruin the mood." Dan muttered.

"Ruin?" Phil questioned as he tapped his phone and a familiar melody began to play through their flat. "We're just getting started. Let's turn this into a real rave." he said as he stood from the couch. "Dance with me?" he asked sweetly, offering his hand to Dan.

Dan bit back a smile as he took Phil's hand and was pulled up from the couch.

They stood in the middle of the living room, two hands interlocked while their free hands rested on each others waists.

They bopped and swayed and Phil even took it upon himself to give Dan a spin.

Smiles and giggles filled the room as they continued to dance to "All I Want For Christmas Is You" in front of their glowing tree, both feeling more festive than they had all day.

#dan and phil #phanfic #phanfiction #christmas #festive!phil #fluffy!phan #cute!phan #christmas!phan

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19 Relationship Goals (707 x Reader)

(A/N: This would be my fav from all time lol XD)

1. Role Play

Zen: Guysss!! Hear me out!! I got an offer to become a model in one of the famous fashion company!

(Name): Congratulation Zen

Zen: Awww thank you ;). I guess they're really appreciate how awesome my body is. I am God's most majestic creation after all

(Name): ....

Zen: Hmm? Are you speechless right now? I know, I understand how you feel (Name)..

(Name): SEVEN HAS THE MOST GORGEOUS ABS LIKE OMG DO YOU KNOW HE WORKS OUT EVERY SINGLE DAY AND TOUCHING THEM FEELS SO HEAVENLY #absgoal #therealGod'smajesticcreation #screwyounarcissist

Zen: Uhh (Name)... Are you okay?

707: WHAT THE HELL SEVEN, I'M NOT LIKE THAT! NOW GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE OR I'LL THROW ALL YOUR HONEY BUDDHA CHIPS OUT

(Name): But that's what basically you're saying last night ;)

707: What?! No! Aghhh sorry Zen but I'll be right back

*707 left the chatroom*

(Name): Totally can't wait for tonight~

*(Name) left the chatroom*

Zen: ... These two...

2. Same Clothes

"Hey you two-" Yoosung waved happily as both of you finally arrived after waiting for a while to watch a movie together since he's looking forward for it too and need someone to watches with him. You two happened of wanting to watch as well so you didn't mind watching with him. However, Yoosung's expression changed into a horrified one when Seven wore a girly clothes with similar fashion as you.

"What? Why are you looking us weirdly?" You looked baffled before turning your attention to Seven "He looks pretty right?"

"Well of course duh. And today, I'll be Lucy okay?"

You giggled before nodding "Yes Lucy"

"Wait wait wait, what are you two trying to do? Why the hell are you dressing as a girl, Seven?" Yoosung asked and tried to comprehend what was the motive behind this.

"To make Yoosung for having two girlfriends!" Both of you said the same thing before clinging on his arm on each side.

"But the two of you are dating! Not me!"

"But you're our homie! Besides, don't you feel happy for having girls on your side? Right, (Name)?" Seven smiled to him before to you.

"I know right, Lucy!" You smiled back to him.

"ONE OF YOU IS CLEARLY NOT A GIRL!"

"Well detail doesn't matter. Anyway, let's just go in~" Seven cheered and you cheered as well before basically dragging him inside the cinema, much to Yoosung's dismay.

3. Switch Clothes

"Hellooo guys! Welcome to God 707's house!" Seven greeted the rest of the RFA members who came to celebrate the return of his twin brother before he dabbed.

However, it wasn't the real Seven.

"(N-Name)?! That's you right?" Zen asked.

You laughed and tapped his shoulder while pointing to yourself "What are you talking about? I'm Saeyoung! The cute tomato! Anyway, come in!"

Zen sweatdropped while Yoosung just chuckled nervously, Jaehee sighed, and Jumin... Just giving straight face as usual. However for them, what came worse was that when they looked at Seven... Dressing as you.

Seven was laying sideway on the couch while posing like that "Draw me like one of your french girls" meme. To make it even worse, he purposely showed his thigh since he was wearing dress of course. Meanwhile his brother could only facepalm from distance.

"Hey guys! Look how sexy I am~" Seven smirked seductively and trailed his fingers on his thigh. This made you blushed in embarrassment as it wasn't like what both of you planned and quickly chided him whereas Seven seems whining at how 'great' his idea was.

Zen was the one that received the most shock and seems traumatized by the sight. Yoosung facepalmed, sometimes wondering why was he his friend. Jaehee merely gave a 'wtf did I just see' look and Jumin felt uncomfortable but tried to compose himself.

But anyway, this is how you two usually do in daily life (and Saeran has to cope with this shit)

4. Texting ft. Puns and Flirting

(Name): If you're a fruit, you'll be a fine-apple ;)

707: I HAVE A PEN, I HAVE AN APPLE, UGH, APPLE PEN

Zen: What the? You just ruined the pick up line man!

(Name): I have a pen, I have pineapple, ugh, pineapple pen~!

Zen: Wha...

707: I have (Name), I have me, ugh, Mini me and (Name) *dabs*

(Name): *DABS*

Zen: .... You both really meant for each other huh

707: Of course we are a great pear right~

(Name): Indeed... I'm berry grapeful that I meet you, Seven <3

707: Aghh stop being adorable! Dammit, olive you so much!! *kiss emoji*

(Name): Awww... Your words are raisin my smile now X3

Zen: BOTH OF YOU GET OUT

707: I guess someone does not found our conversation appeeling *shows a picture of him peeling off a banana* HAHAHAHA

*Zen left the chatroom*

5. Cleaning (Not really LOL)

"Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you, I drink too much and that's an issue, but I'm okay" You said started singing with your broom as the standing mic.

"Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them, but I hope I never see them again" Seven continued with his duster as the mic.

"I know it breaks your heart, moved to the city in a broke-down car and" You then sang the next line before Seven took over again.

"Four years no calls, now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar"

Then both of you sang together "And I, I, I, I, I can't stop. No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop"

You two were about to get into the refrain where suddenly Vanderwood shouted "WOULD YOU STOP SINGING AND START FREAKING CLEANING?!"

Seven said in surrender before he grumbled "Okay okay... Even though you're the maid-"

"I can hear you"

"Let's continue on the next room" You whispered to him and Seven beamed before both of you chuckling together and went to the next room, claiming to clean it and left the current room on Vanderwood. But of course, you two were actually singing again until Vanderwood had to scold both of you again.

And that is why, Vanderwood will be their forever maid #shot

6. Gaming (First Person Shooter)

"I'm so sorry I got shot down a lot" You sighed and the other teammates were quite being a bitch when your team loses because of you.

"What are you talking about? You work really hard" Seven said before sighing too "Those guys are the one that being rude to you"

"Maybe... I should quit?"

"NO!" Seven replied before puffing his cheeks "Don't worry, this time I'm gonna make sure you're okay and win"

You looked confused but Seven seems confident looked reassuring so you shrugged it off. Turned out that he became a sniper and kept following you while shooting anyone that secretly tried to shoot you. Then, he told you the position of the enemies that are coming on your way. Thus, you ended up winning over even beating the number of kills by your teammates.

"Now who's the noobs here" Seven chuckled evilly as he typed sarcastically to piss them off. Although it was kinda cheating but you grinned at how adorable your boyfriend was for trying to make you feel better.

"Thanks Seven" You kissed his cheek which made him slightly blush before grinning.

"At least I managed to bang a girl~"

"SEVEN. NO"

7. Defending from Your Ex

"Pfftt... That's your new boyfriend?" Your ex stifled a laugh as unfortunately he met you when you were on date.

"Well yes why? At least he's so much better than you" You blankly replied while Seven frowned at him.

"Whatttt? How is he better than me? Besides, I'm even already got a girl who's hotter than you" Your ex scoffed before laughing and you glared at him.

"Wow this guy is such an asshole" Seven stated and as your ex heard it, he instantly scowled at Seven.

"The hell did you just say?! You wanna fight with me?!"

You and Seven instantly looked at each other, as if knowing what to do next before suddenly you two began to perform a dance.

Seven and you held hand and he twirled you before you jumped into his arms as he carried you bridal style. This made your ex looked confused and Seven spun around before deliberately hitting your feet on his face.

He got taken aback by the hit before glaring as he was attempted to punch you. However, Seven crouched down and let you off him, managed to dodge your ex's punch before you quickly stood up and slapped on his face. This was followed by Seven where he slapped the other side.

"And thank you for watching. Have a nice day~" You smiled sarcastically before holding Seven's hand and walked away with him.

8. At the Water Park

"Ready?"

"Totally!"

You both sat on the float where you sat on the front part while Seven on the back. The staff then pushed the float before you both started sliding down on the slide. Of course since the slide that you chose was the super bowl, you two decided to sing a song while sliding down. And when it was on the bowl..

"YOU SPIN MY HEAD RIGHT ROUND, RIGHT ROUND~ WHEN YOU GO DOWN, WHEN YOU GO DOWN DOWN"

Even if there was another pair showing up, you didn't care at all and sang before eventually slid down into the hole and finished the slide.

"I think we nail it" Seven commented as he gave a hi-five which you returned and grinned.

"Totally~ That was fun! I just hope the staff doesn't kick us out"

(Based on real life experience LOL)

9. Beach

"Woah damn... She looks great on that beach dress" One of the guys whispered to his friend and he seems agreeing as it showed how they started to approach her.

The guys walked up to her and greeted until they realized, it wasn't a pretty lady that they expected.

"Well hello there gentlemen!" The 'lady' with long, yellow wavy hair smiled and began to flirt with them. Judging from the voice and the physical shape if you looked closely, it was obvious that this person wasn't a lady at all.

"Uhh..."

"My my, you two have a really nice physique" She said in rather seductive way as her fingers began to trail on one of the guys's abs. This created a chill on the guy before both of them began to back away as they wanted to escape.

"U-Umm... We have to go see ya!" The guy smiled nervously and even stuttering before quickly left the scene.

"Pfffttt! Their freakin reactions oh my God!" You came out from your hiding spot as you were recording the whole thing while the lady who turned out to be Seven just smirked proudly.

"I told you, I could pickup some guys!"

"Well you attracted them but they didn't want you sadly" You giggled.

"Yeah... I mean how could you just ignore this beautiful lady here right?" Seven sighed dramatically and you giggled even more.

"True! How could they ignore Lady Lucy!"

Seven laughed "I like that name. I should keep that name for my female self"

"Well then Lady Lucy! Let's test your luck whether you could get a man or not!"

He smirked and flipped his hair "Sure. I'll show you I can do it"

And one time, someone actually fell for it and Seven was absolutely horrified that he even got carried bridal style by the guy. You recorded the whole thing of course and shared to the RFA chatroom which made it worse for Seven as he felt slightly traumatized. So after that, you just gave him a full attention and comfort him by cuddling.

10. Karaoke

"Seven, we are going to sing unravel" You said and chose the song from the tablet.

"Huwaa... You want to strain our voices huh?"

"More like, I wanna scare the staff when they brought our food and drinks" You grinned mischievously and Seven who didn't think of that suddenly grinned along with you before taking the mic.

You both started singing and of course you tried to follow the high notes but ended up not so good. But Seven managed to sing high notes which made you jealous but whatever, what matters was the fun part right? Fortunately, just a good timing (Well you sort of predict it but yeah), the staff came into the room and you were practically screaming starting from the refrain.

"YURETA YUGANDA SEKAI NI DAN DAN BOKU WA, SUKITOOTTE MIENAKU NATTE, MITSUKENAIDE BOKU NO KOTO WO MITSUMENAIDE"

The staff put the food and the drinks awkwardly. Out of nowhere, it was Seven's turn especially when he was hiding behind the door the whole time. Oh and did I mention the room was dark with only the TV screen to illuminate the room? So yes, it was certainly creating a jump scare for the staff.

"DAREKA GA EGAITA SEKAI NO NAKA DE, ANATA WO KIZUTSUKETAKU WA NAI YO, OBOETEITE BOKU NO KOTO WO"

You both heard the staff screamed before she quickly walked out and closed the door. You both felt slightly guilty but it was certainly a successful prank as both of you gave hi-five to each other.

"I think she's gonna hate us"

"She probably blacklist us but oh well, let's finish this song!"

11. Gaming (Console games)

You sat comfortably on Seven's laps and rested your back against his torso while he sat on the gaming floor chair. Both of you were competing on a fighting game where somehow you were leading because of the miracle of pressing random buttons. Seven pouted as he lost again and you cheered before grinning to him.

"Looks like I win again~"

"Yeah and this time you keep using the same freaking move. That's not fair"

You shrugged before returning to the screen "Well, let's play one more time cause I wanna eat Honey Buddha Chips already"

Seven nodded and you two played another round. Well of course you had to use the same technique although Seven managed to counter as he began to get used to it. However, what surprised you was that suddenly, you felt something on your neck which made you instantly blush when you knew what it was.

"S-Seven?! You're.. Distracting me!"

But of course this boy paid no heed as he continued to do it until he finally managed to beat you.

"Yes! Defender of Justice finally prevails!" Seven cheered and you were silent for a moment as you lowered your head down. This made him look confused of course, wondering if he made you angry because he was kinda cheating.

"(Name)? Umm..-"

However suddenly, you stood up and straddled on his laps with you facing him. You gave an 'innocent' smile although your intention didn't seem innocent at all.

"I suppose I have to pay back for what you did to me huh, Seven?"

Seven widen you eyes and chuckled nervously before welp, it wasn't a gaming session anymore.

12. Couple Photo

"Okay... What the actual frisk Saeyoung? Do you want me to break my bones?"

You gave a blank look when he pointed a couple photo that both of you looked through using his computer since you kinda wanted to do a unique one but you need inspiration.

Seven chuckled nervously "I'm just kidding.. But this looks so cool right? There are a lot of pictures like this too"

You sighed before scrolling down to search other photos "Well sorry to disappoint you that I'm not that flexible. I'm just a potato okay?"

"Well a cute potato indeed" Seven grinned "And I never say I'm disappointed. Why would I when my girl is perfect as she is?"

A blush appeared on your face before you smiled and punched his shoulder playfully "Shut up"

You both then kept searching for pictures but somehow you felt something lacking. They were all indeed cute and different but they didn't really define both of you.

"Hmm... I want to show something that is cute but it defines how we are... What do people think of us though?" You asked Seven.

"Well.. Memes, cats, and cross dressing?" He replied and immediately you laughed at how accurate that was.

"Should we combine them all and create our own couple photo?"

Seven nodded and with some inspirations that you received by googling, you two began on your couple photo shoot. Oh and unfortunately for Saeran, he will have to be your photographer since Seven begs for it LOL.

And this is how it becomes.

Yoosung: WHAT THE HELL SAEYOUNG-HYUNG?! HOW COULD YOU SIT ON (NAME)'S SHOULDERS LIKE THAT?!

Yeap. Seven sits with leg on each side of your shoulders while dabbing to the same direction. Oh and also, you both wore neko mimis

(Name): I am just that strong lol

Seven: She is~ I'm so proud of my girl, I love you <3

(Name): (///) Awww I love you too <3

Zen: Oh no... DID YOU TWO REALLY HAVE TO DO THIS? REALLY? Dammit I just sneezed..

Seven: EMBRACE THE CATS

(Name): YEAHHH

Yoosung: GUYS, ISN'T THIS MORE IMPORTANT ON HOW WRONG ON THAT SAEYOUNG-HYUNG IS ON TOP OF (NAME)?!"

Jaehee: ...

Seven: I'm always on top of her ;)

(Name): No! I can be on top of you!

Jaehee: Poor you that you have been deceived

Yoosung: What? O.o

Saeran: Basically, my idiot brother cross dress as (Name) and vice versa

Seven: Eyyyy Saeran is here!

Saeran: Shut up

Yoosung: EEHHHHH?!

(Name): Booo, it's spoiled already

Seven: But it's one of my favorites! We have some others too~

And Seven began spamming with pictures of both of you mostly dab but in different poses. One with you sitting on his laps, stand next to each other and dab on opposite direction, Seven cross dress as you carrying you as Seven bridal style (and of course with you dab), your and his phone next to each other where you dress as Honey Buddha Chips on his phone and Seven as Dr. Pepper on yours, and lastly the most normal one from all are the selfie of both of you with neko mimi and duck lips from the chips.

"Should we make a unique family picture next time?" You asked and Seven nodded excitedly before grinning at Saeran.

"It will be great right, Saeran?"

Saeran gave a disapproved look "No. Exclude me"

13. Trolling

Seven: We did the trend! (A/N: Just pretend it's really you two with your original clothes and all okay lol)

Zen: Oh! (Name) is so pretty!

Seven: Of course she is! That's my girl ^^

Yoosung: You two make me jealous T^T. Stapphh

(Name): Hihihi thanks Zen! And Yoosung, you will get one someday!

Yoosung: Thanks (Name)! I hope she appears soon!

Seven: *Sends his cross dressing picture*

Yoosung: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?

(Name): Seven... Are you gonna cheat on me..?"

Seven: Of course not! I just thought Yoosung will like it ;)

Yoosung: BRO, NO. Oh my God, (Name), I totally don't like this kind of stuff okay?

Zen: What the hell Seven? This is a nightmare.. I have traumatized enough by your previous picture

(Name): Umm... *Backs away*

Seven: Pffttt

Yoosung: AGHHHH, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, SEVEN!

Seven: Ehhh why? T^T

Yoosung: (Name) is gonna think weirdly on me... OTL

(Name): Pfftt I'm just joking Yoosung, don't worry!

Seven: Yeah chill man

Yoosung: Huh? Really? Wait... You both just teased me together, didn't you?

Seven: Yeap. HAAHAHHAAH

(Name): Hehehe sorry Yoosung~ You're just so cute XD

Yoosung: Meanie T^T

Zen: These two..

Jaehee: That's a pretty picture. Finally something normal from you two

Seven: Hey! What's that suppose to mean?

(Name): Thanks Jaehee ^^

Jaehee: It's true. Both of you always send either cross dressing pictures or cats or memes

(Name): Pfftt

Seven: Well that's what we always do and we never change that

Zen: Huh? What do you mean?

Jaehee: Wait.. Are you saying that..

Jumin: The picture in there is Seven, not (Name)

Seven: Oh! Juju is here!

Yoosung: WHAT?!

Zen: NO WAY SERIOUSLY?!

Jaehee: *sigh emoji*

Seven: Yeap. So thank you for calling me pretty ;)

Zen: .... I'm gonna smoke for a while

Jumin: *Resend the picture plus the one for Yoosung*

Zen: THE FRISK?! YOU TRUST FUND JERK! I'M OUT!

*Zen left the chatroom*

Yoosung: I feel like I can't trust any photo you send me

Jaehee: That's just how they are

Seven: Yeap so stay tune for the next picture to see whether it is me or the real (Name) B)

(Name): Hihihihihi

14. Matching accessories

"Seven, Seven!" You smiled as you came to him with your hands on the back.

"Yes, what is it my dear 606?" Seven grinned and turned his attention from his computer.

"There's something I wanna give since you know, we are a couple and all" You said before you gave a small box of present to him. Seven looked slightly surprised of course since it was the first time after you two just become a couple. He opened the box excitedly while you just watched him happily. The present turned out to be a couple bracelet which he just noticed after seeing you wear one of the bracelets. What he loved the most was how you remembered about his proposal of marriage in space, therefore there was a decoration which was a small UFO spaceship with you inside. The one that you wore was the one with Seven inside and really, he found them super adorable.

"So umm... Did you like it..?" You asked sheepishly and suddenly, Seven enveloped you into a hug before burying his face on your shoulder.

"I love it so much. Thank you (Name)"

You smiled and hugged him back.. Before slightly panicking when you heard a small sob coming from Seven. Later on, you both started wearing it together and even showed it to the RFA members of course on how cute you are.

"Relationship goals guys!"

"Shut up!"

15. Hiking

"Oh my God is this still long?" You whined as you and Seven had gone for hiking as holiday. However, you didn't expect it to be this long.

"A bit more (Name)! It will be worth it, really" Seven said as he tried to motivate you.

"That's what you said a while ago" You pouted "Piggyback me, Seven!"

"I wish I can but, I have backpack to carry you know" Seven said and held your hand "Come on, I thought we're going to take a photo like in Lion King?"

You looked at him before sighing "Of course, that's why we are the meme couple"

"Exactly"

Seven and you held hands and you asked him to distract you from the tiredness, only to slightly regret when he kept bombarding you with puns that made you lose from being able to counter him.

"Gahhh I run out puns!"

He chuckled "Too bad, I guess you will never beat me in terms of puns then"

"Shut up"

Both of you kept going until finally, you could saw the goal already where you were on top of the mountain. The view was mesmerizing at the greenery of the other mountains and trees which complemented the blue sky. You hugged him in joy as both of you achieved it before starting to selfie together.

And of course, the moment has come.

"It's about the time... We create the beloved pose of Lion King" Seven said and you nodded before he carried the long cat plushie that he brought (lol) and posed like in Lion King. You took the photo before you asked him to take one for you too.

"Yessss, this is gold!" You said excitedly and Seven grinned until suddenly, he had an idea that he wanted to try.

"(Name)"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want me to carry you like in Lion King?"

You widen your eyes and pondered for a bit. Well, you brought the tripod and camera so you could put the timer but could Seven actually carry you?

"Umm.. Will it be fine though?"

"It's gonna be fine! Trust me okay?"

You nodded and Seven smiled before you prepared the camera and quickly went to Seven as he started carrying you while you curled to make you smaller. It required a couple of takes as Seven couldn't able to hold properly that you felt that you nearly died before finally, you got one.

"This is just so beautiful" Seven said dramatically and wiped his non existent tears.

"Yeah that almost cost my life" You deadpanned before sighing "Let's never do that again"

Seven chuckled "Yeah... I don't wanna risk losing my girlfriend after all"

16. Surprise Present

Most couple gave flowers, chocolates, or even teddy bears for his girlfriend. However, this would be a different case for Seven as right now, he was waiting for your reaction upon seeing the present.

"Seven, I'm home-" You widen your eyes as you saw a huge box and you suspected that it would be another Seven's shenanigans.

"You're in there, aren't you?" You muttered and frowned before you pulled the ribbon and took the cover part. You expected that he would suddenly stand up and appear to surprise you which you had predicted of course but instead, you found a bunch of Honey Buddha Chips.

"Uhh.. Okay... Maybe it's a gift for Seven?"

"No! It's a gift for you!"

Seven said as he suddenly appeared from the box and stood up, spreading his arms to hug you. You widen your eyes before shrieking in surprise and took a step back instinctively. You panted and clutched your chest as you tried to breath and calmed down, making Seven laughed.

"Mission success! Surprise, (Name)!"

You glared at Seven for a bit, only then to look amazed when you noticed he was wearing white cat onesie.

"So... This is my surprise present?"

"Yes!" Seven grinned "It's me and this"

He dug into the box before taking another onesie which is a black cat onesie "Let's wear this together, meow!"

You looked at awe as you took the onesie before you quickly changed it in bathroom. You then walked out and grinned where Seven who was already out of the box, smiling at you.

"My girl looks so adorable~"

"You're more adorable!" You said before tackling him into a hug "Thank you so much for this! I always want an animal onesie!"

Seven grinned "Your welcome! Oh yeah, I also bought your favorite cake so if you want, you can take it in the fridge"

You beamed before giving a kiss on his cheek "Oh my God I love you so much! Let's eat together, Seven!"

Seven nodded before both of you shared the cake while still wearing the onesies.

17. When you're down

There would always be time when you just felt depressed and hated yourself. Feeling useless, worthless, do not even deserve anything that you wished you just disappear. You tried to mask it with cheerful face as you didn't want to worry Seven but of course, he had been through this before and he knew, your smile seems different these days that he decided to confront it.

When he heard that you had been feeling down lately because you felt that you had so much flaw and didn't have any good points, his heart just shattered. What do you mean by not having good points? Having a lot of flaws? That weren't in his dictionary. He defines you as someone who saves him. Someone who is perfect and means a world, no, a galaxy even to him. For someone that actually can made Seven think like this, he was sure that you were very important to him.

In that whole day, Seven was beside you and comforted you by cuddling. However later on when you suddenly fell a sleep, he spent the time to take a book and started writing on each page of one good point that you have and why there is no reason for you to think such negative thoughts. Ever since that incident, whenever you felt down, you would cuddle with him and read the book that he made for you as you read one by one.

"What do you mean I'm like Katniss?"

"Because you're strong and admirable?

"There are other strong women out there though"

"Yeah but-"

"And Katniss is only a fictional character. There are real strong and admirable women like Joan-"

"Okay it's just that there is cat there okay? You know Katniss? Cat-"

"Oh my God okay. I got it, Seven. Say no more"

18. Playing music

It was a night time where you both managed to find a quiet place and sat on the grass. For some reasons, you were feeling a bit sentimental that you actually brought a guitar and had been wanting to sing something, especially for your boyfriend when he had been the most precious person for you. And so, after both of you spent time for stargazing, you decided to start singing as a song came up into your mind.

"Eh really? You're gonna sing a song for me?" Seven looked excited and you nodded before you started strumming on your guitar and sang.

I'm telling you

I softly whisper

Tonight, tonight

You are my angel

Seven widen his eyes at how familiar this song was since not only it was one of your favorite but this song was really emotional.

Aishiteru yo

Futari wa hitotsu ni

Tonight, tonight

I just to say...

Seven smiled and closed his eyes as he enjoyed listening to you.

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

You smiled at Seven before continued singing again.

I don't need a reason

I just want you, baby

Alright, alright

Day after day

Kono saki nagai koto zutto

Douka konna boku to zutto

Shinu made

Stay with me

We carry on...

Suddenly, Seven somehow sang along with you which surprised you slightly you before singing along with him.

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Wherever you are, I'll never make you cry

Wherever you are, I'll never say goodbye

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Then you let him sang solo.

Bokura ga deatta hi wa futari ni totte ichiban me no kinen no subeki hi da ne Soshite kyou to iu hi wa futari ni totte niban me no kinen no subeki hi da ne

You whistled at Seven at how good he was at singing where he just grinned sheepishly. Then both of you continued again.

Kokoro kara aiseru hito

Kokoro kara itoshii hito

Kono boku no ai no mannaka ni wa

Itsumo kimi ga iru kara

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Wherever you are

Seven clapped his hands while you giggled slightly before smiling.

"I hope this song goes through you"

He then stopped clapping before he smiled and leaned to you, pressing his lips on you.

"It certainly did" He said after pulling away from you.

(A/N: It’s One Ok Rock - Wherever You Are just in case if anyone wants to know XD)

19. Birthday

"Seven? Are we there yet?"

"Nope, just wait a bit longer"

You sighed as you were currently being blindfolded while Seven was leading to God knows where since he said it was the best birthday present you could get. Well you were looking forward for it of course but being unable to see for long time felt uncomfortable for you.

"Seven?"

"Not yet. I know you're excited but we're almost there"

"Okay.."

You both kept walking and Seven kept entertained you by joking so you could just get distracted for a while from the complain of haven't reached the place yet. But after a while, you two finally arrived and Seven was ready to took off your blindfold.

"Are you ready (Name)?"

"I always am! Now take it off"

He laughed before he took it off, only to reveal you a blank space while he quickly took a VR and the controller.

"Wait.. What is going to happen?"

"Wear the goggle first and hold the controller okay?" Seven said and helped you to wear it which you nodded. Just when you wore the goggle, you noticed that the controller had a function as a brush. Therefore, you began to get excited as it seems to be something that you thought it would be impossible.

"No way... I could draw anything here?"

"Yeap" Seven said after wearing the goggle too "I mean don't you always want to draw in larger scale? This room will be your canvas, (Name)"

You screamed in excitement before hugging Seven, with the careful of not hitting the goggle of course.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! This is awesome!" You said and couldn't helped but squealing before you started drawing. But then suddenly, you had an idea as you wanted to draw a space and then maybe you both could take a picture with it?

"But you do realise it's only in VR right?" Seven asked and you looked as if you just realized before feeling disappointed.

"Oh yeah... It won't happen in real world... We won't have our wedding in space..."

"But that doesn't mean it's impossible to do~"

Seven grinned and you looked confused but he told you to draw to your heart content. Although you still felt slightly sad about it but you decided to enjoy right now when you could as you drew the planets, milky way, even the terrifying black hole lol. But you also draw the beloved UFO Spaceship and also rockets along with the astronauts.

"Seven, are you drawing Nyan cat?"

"Yes. Yes, I am"

You laughed and let him be with the drawing while you continued on your own. Seven also added Elizabeth 3rd because he wanted it to be here even though he couldn't get it in real life. After you are all done, you took a look around again before you took off the goggle. To be honest if it was even possible, you would want to stay in VR and enjoy this everyday. However, Seven asked you to remove as he already removed his and you had no choice but to remove. But suddenly when you thought it would disappear as soon as you took off the goggle, they didn't disappear and instead remain the same.

"No way... Holograms?" You asked and Seven nodded before grinning.

"It took a lot of efforts to be honest. I have to request Jumin earlier and planned to use my money to pay him. But he refused since he said to use it when we actually have the wedding in space so this kinda ended up not from me-"

"But you thought of this right?" You said before smiling warmly and hugged him "Thank you so much! This is really the best present I ever receive! I had so much fun!"

Seven smiled and hugged you back "Ah yeah, you know when we cosplay with our wedding clothes?"

"Yeah?"

"I brought it here. And at least I hire a photographer to take the photo for us~"

You widen your eyes and pulled back before you heard someone entered the room.

"Oi, let's get this over with" Saeran said coldly and you beamed before hugging Saeran as you thanked him.

"Alright! Let's have our wedding in the space that you've created, (Name)" Seven said and you nodded before grinning.

"It's me and you, idiot! But yes, let's have our wedding here~"

And both of you changed to the wedding clothes and actually performed a little ceremony with Saeran as the priest (LOL) while he was recording the whole thing. Then of course, both of you took a lot of photos with different poses and this had become the most favorite picture that you have.

"We definitely need to have this at home"

"Ah yeah... The VR is your present too"

(A/N: This is what I meant for the VR thing XD)

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wthomeland · 8 years ago

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Season Sex: Why It’s Totally Happening

Sheba, an active member on our WTH forum, has put together a comprehensive, damn near perfect list in defense of Season Sex on the Quarrie Sex thread - yes, we have a whole thread dedicated to Quarrie Sex with close to 3500 views at the moment - and gave us permission to post it on our blog. We couldn’t have summed it up better ourselves! Thank you, Sheba!

Pros (Yes, it's totally happening!):

No one else has gotten sexy time yet this season (except for Quinn, briefly, in episode 1). It's Showtime--someone has to this season! My bets are on Quarrie.

It's time. We've had enough hints, enough establishing of a relationship, enough of prolonging the inevitable, enough of the attempts at dating other people (and being jealous). We need to see them show us their love more explicitly now.

I'm assuming they're still going to address "the letter," and how could something not happen after addressing that figment of beauty?

The opening credits end with the "Why?" scene, showing Quarrie in an embrace. Their arc is important this season, and we're going to see them bond more than ever.

The first scene of episode 6 shows Carrie en route to visit Quinn at the VA. We learn that she visits him daily. We are being told that he is a priority in her life. He must know this!

In the "let ME go" scene, you can see that Carrie is not backing down, and she never does in this episode. She even tracks him down at the crack house. He needs to see that this is out of love, not guilt/duty.

Remember that lol moment when Otto showed up in episode 1? His whole purpose was to say, "If it's not me...then let it be someone else" and then CUT to Quinn. *Foreshadowing* y'all!

You can see through her tears, her choking up, her gestures, and her facial expressions during the "Why?" scene that Carrie loves Quinn. She said it all without using words--which is how Quarrie often communicate very beautifully.

The hug/nightquare scene reestablished their sexual tension, and it is a tease for that tension to be revisited fully in a later episode.

Carrie has only smiled a few times this season, and she smiles whenever she's looking at/talking about Franny and/or Quinn. She, like Franny, adores Quinn. Soon, he has to see what she sees!

Carrie makes no hesitation in jumping on top of Quinn to save him in episode 5, and she has defended his actions to everyone. I doubt she'll question him or turn him away if he seeks her comfort again this season.

Quinn loves and trusts Carrie more than anyone. That's why he wanted to watch the sarin video with her. A bit of a stretch, but it may also be why the writers didn't show Quinn reciprocate Astrid's love declaration. We have to see Quarrie move past their communication issues and reach some type of climax (pun intended!).

Cons (No, it's totally not happening!):

Quinn is not ready for sex because of his current condition, and Carrie knows this.

COUNTERARGUMENT: I think they showed Quinn getting some type of action in episode 1 for a reason. He is capable of and ready for many things in season 6 (especially in episode 9), so I doubt sex will be an issue. A point of lol, but the one pill bottle that we see Quinn looking at in episode 8 is Bupropion, one of the few anti-depressants on the market that does NOT cause sexual dysfunction.

Carrie rejected Quinn after the hug/nightquare scene. She's not interested (anymore)!

COUNTERARGUMENT: Carrie didn't feel that sex was appropriate at that place and time. She was in the process of trying to get Franny ready for school. Plus, Quinn was clearly shaken and she might have been taking advantage of him if she had not resisted. Shallow, I know, but Quinn hadn't showered. He also wasn't being himself--he wouldn't have gone straight for second base like that in S2-S5. Homeland is leading us carefully to the season sex scene we deserve.

Carrie only wants to become intimate with Quinn 1.0.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Carrie did say in episode 1 that he had to keep trying, because just when you feel like you can't go any further, that's when breakthroughs can happen. Was it moto shit, or could Quinn really have a breakthrough this season? Also, regardless if he doesn't have a breakthrough, he still seems better in episode 9 than he has been for a while. He also seems much better in those quieter scenes--such as in the "Why?" scene, the scenes where he's playing with Franny, and in the final scene with Astrid. I think Carrie will see the person she loves in Quinn when she sees him next!

There is just nothing that indicates Carrie is sexually attracted to Quinn these days.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Well, she certainly hasn't seen him in the best shape this season. But, she wasn't exactly dropping major hints that she had the hots for him in season 4, when she was arguing with him all the time, and they ended up kissing by the finale! What makes Quarrie great is their sexual TENSION. I personally see sparks, even when they're fighting. If they were super nice to each other throughout season 6, they just wouldn't be the Quarrie we know and love. We might not be anticipating for them to reunite, reconcile, and consummate this relationship as much. They're trying to sustain our interest throughout the season!

Carrie loves Quinn, but she's not IN LOVE with him.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Even though she hasn't said the words, her facial expressions, desire to save and defend him at every turn, putting her relationship on a similar level of intensity as her relationship with Brody--all of this conveys to me that she loves him in every sense of the word. We knew Quinn loved Carrie before we heard the letter, too. We definitely get the hint, but thanks for the receipts anyway!

Quinn is going to doubt Carrie's love for him because of Dar's statement that Carrie only cares for him out of guilt.

COUNTERARGUMENT: I think (hope!) Quinn knows better than to trust Dar at this point, even though Dar knows that Quinn feels insecure about the idea that he can be loved (as does Carrie--remember that random road trip to Missouri?). But, Quinn received affirmation from Astrid that he can be loved, and he might receive a similar "more than that..." statement from Carrie.

But Carrie DID save Quinn out of guilt.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Sorry, but nope. I'm not saying that she didn't feel any guilt at all, but there is a reason that we were hearing the love letter in the background as Carrie looked at the light shining on his face in the S5 finale. None of this conveyed perplexity about feeling guilty. It was all about love. Carrie was willing to let Brody and even Saul die, but it's different with Quinn. She cannot lose him. It's not that she can't lose him because she would feel too guilty if he died. She can't lose him because she loves this person deeply.

But Claire Danes said--

COUNTERARGUMENT: Nope. I know that interrupting is completely rude, but I'm going to stop you there. You think she is going to spoil the plot for you? Do you know if she had even read all of the season 6 episode scripts at the time they were filming that interview? These interviews are not canon. They're just PR, OPINIONS of the cast, and they should sometimes be taken with a grain of salt. F. Murray Abraham told Kelly Ripa a funny "spoiler" that Dar and Carrie were going to get married in S6. Also, if you take Claire Danes' words as Bible, she also said on Ellen that her primary wish for Carrie was to see her happy and in domestic bliss one day. Quinn should be in this pretty picture, no?

Carrie can't sleep with Quinn if she wants him to live! Everyone she sleeps with ends up DEAD. She's a black widow!

COUNTERARGUMENT: Too bad that black widow charm didn't work on our dear Jonas, who we assume is still walking around Berlin. Also, I'll let you in on a little secret: Quinn's plot armor protects him against Carrie's black widow lady parts. He will live, folks!

Quarrie's relationship isn't about sex. Carrie even told the therapist in episode 9 that their relationship is not intense in a physical way.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Well, regarding episode 9 specifically, she probably wouldn't have gotten that okay to visit her daughter if she hadn't made it clear that she wasn't putting a sexual relationship over her daughter's safety by bringing Quinn into her home. Also, I took that line as a hint that their relationship isn't physical YET. She's clearly stating a fact here, but relationships can change over time! And, of course, their relationship goes way beyond sex. It's a deep, lasting love that transcends physical attraction. But can't we have our cake and eat it, too, just once? Carrie spent a lot of time in that chapel in S5, but she didn't turn into a nun.

Quinn is too intense for Carrie. They won't have sex because they're probably priming her pairing with a normal like Reda, Otto, Nate, or Max.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Well, Carrie's foray into normalism with Jonas certainly didn't work out too well in the end, right? If Carrie were going to be paired with Reda, Otto, or Max, then there would have been more obvious sexual tension by now, or she would have already slept with them. She wouldn't have told Otto "IT'S NOT" if there were any chance for him whatsoever. I think Carrie prefers someone who is better at tracing calls (Quinn!) than Nate. Also, Carrie likes intensity sometimes, and Quinn likes normalcy sometimes, so it's not like they're cookie-cutter characters. Bottom line is that we're too close to the finish line for a new endgame love interest. Quinn was introduced in season 2, leaving plenty of time to develop the relationship, and it would not be good storytelling to pair her with a random or an old friend she was never sexually attracted to in the end.

There is simply no time for it.

COUNTERARGUMENT: It really doesn't require that much screen time, and they don't have to show everything (unfortunately). Homeland sex scenes are usually not long or drawn-out (not that we wouldn't mind, for Quarrie!). Also, the show can't be constant action for the last three episodes. Moments of action are often balanced by moments of quiet. Maybe they'll balance Saul or Dar-oriented action sequences with Quarrie intimacy, or the Quarrie intimacy scenes will take place in a brief period after they've completed part of a mission.

They're going to postpone Quarrie as long as possible, and there are at least two seasons left in the series.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Maybe, but that doesn't mean intimacy is off the table this season. We had a kiss in S4, a written declaration of love in S5, and now it is time to take it to the next level in S6. Intimacy in S6 doesn't mean they're getting married and buying a house in the Hamptons by the S6 finale. There can and will be more drama in store for these two.

This Dar stuff...complicates things.

COUNTERARGUMENT: Does it really, though--at least, on the Quarrie front? If Quinn's backstory is revealed in detail to Carrie, then Carrie will officially know all (well, most) of his shit, and he'll know hers. If she rejected him because she thought all of this was too much for her, or because she felt pity rather than love for him, then she wouldn't be the compassionate heroine we know. She often sees the good and lovable in the worst or saddest of people. Quinn, much like Carrie, is searching for someone to love and love him in return, without exploitation, as he has admitted in many ways that he cannot/does not want to be alone. It will be beautiful to see how Carrie and Quinn find true, lasting love and meaningful intimacy after all of their respective self-doubting. If anything, the Dar backstory provides more motivation, rather than deterrence, for Quarrie to share a loving, intimate moment this season. Thank you to sunshine (from the forum) for contributing this con and counterargument!

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petitprincess1 · 5 years ago

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My Heroic AU (Now with even more OCs)

Warning: Longer(er) Post!

Doing another one of these explaining my AU posts because…people care?? Sure. I also will literally make up any excuse to talk about my OCs. I love them and I want people to know everything about them. I’m like an annoying mom. Click here for the first post about my AU and click here for my OCs. I’m gonna be introducing Rogues into this, which are people that work for neither Black nor White. They just do whatever they want and are incredibly lucky they’re alive.

Once again, if people that I tag don’t wish for me to use their art in this, then I am perfectly okay with that.

Now, let’s get right into the news

Dahlia/Floral Fatale (created by @atomic52) Age: ~500 Height: 5 foot 5 Job: Hero/Spy Species: Nymph Background: There’s not much known about Dahlia, since she doesn’t fully know her history herself. All she knows is that she was created, fully grown, in the middle of some forest that she just knew that she was meant to protect at all costs. Although, due to her being pacifist in nature (no pun intended), Dahlia made sure either people got lost within her forest or just happened to find their way back to the entrance again.

She has had to fight before, but never wishes to kill or spill any blood, not even a small scratch. So, she often just made the person fall unconscious or get a few bruises. She also makes sure to leave healing plants nearby, so that they got the care they needed.

White Hat ended up finding her on his law, disguised as a bed of bluebells in his garden, which he then thought that she would make a good spy. He even trained her within his own home, just in case she needed to be a houseplant at any chance. One would see that a pink-and-green-skinned female walking around would be very obvious, but, apparently, not on Hat Island…and with very stupid people. Personality: Dahlia is all things adorable and kind. Whenever she giggles or has any extreme happy emotion, she can spawn multiple flowers, trees, and whatever fauna she can imagine. She also loves to try and give second chances, which works out weirdly well. A person could be trying to set fire to her, but then mere moments later, they have their head on her lap, crying their eyes out about wondering why their parents never loved them.

Dahlia also communicates with flowers like a little old lady, except the flowers do have a way of responding. One may see flowers immediately bloom whenever she’s in a good mood or slightly wilt if she’s feeling sad. They also will even blow in the wind when talking back to her, even if she is in a windless room. She also even have names for each individual flower on her dress and will get slightly upset if you mess them up.

Despite being kind hearted, she is not naive. Dahlia often will question White’s decisions and wish to try to change his mind on his more crueler punishments, but she often gets ignored by him. So, she just tries to keep her distance, do as she is told, and talk to her flower buddies.

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Madeleine Barnes/The Executioner (created by @squiderdoodle) Age: 29 Height: (with boots on) 6 foot (with boots off) 5 foot 9 Job: Hero for hire/Sniper Background: Maddy was born out in a podunk town down in Alabama where pretty much everyone knew everyone. So, it wasn’t odd of her to know every single thing that’s going on in town and who all was going to be where. Her dad first taught her how to use a gun when she was about 5-years-old, since he wanted her to always have some way of protecting herself, but also to use it for the right reasons. This ended up getting her interested in artillery and even went to ranges starting when she was 10 or 11. She was especially interested in anything dealing with long-range.

When she was about 18, Madeleine was selected to be a part of government funding program that was meant to make superbeings to go against any of Black Hat level threat. They thought she made a good candidate, but no one ever told her why or how, just that she was simply selected..and that she had no choice. So, after going to an undisclosed location in the back of a van that had a white top hat on it, Mads was immediately put through multiple trainings (mostly including shooting and hand-to-hand combat) and screenings to see when she was ready for the serum they created.

Long, painful story short, after several years of multiple surgeries and injections, her body basically became almost impervious to any kinds of fractures or broken bones or even some diseases. She had enhanced endurance, agility, and sight, which was given to those that they believed would be better snipers. Madeleine participated in a few espionage events where she had to take out dictators, infiltrate secret organizations, and even save multiple hostages from a highly lethal situation. Despite being often in a team, she was the one mainly running ahead and taking most of the damage, messing up her body. However, she always had a smile on her face. As long as she knew she was helping people, she was okay. A happy gal.

The one time she frowned was when she was being taken away by a feathery, light grey-skinned man wearing a top hat and she watched as the rest of the candidate get slaughtered, due to being…inefficient. Personality: Madeleine has always been such a happy girl and always looking on the bright side, which often confused enemies she was dealing with. Heck, she could be fighting you face-to-face and still want to keep a conversation about your life goals. Her southern hospitality will sometimes get in the way of her judgement, since she will sometimes let those that she deem not a threat go or even offer lodgings. This often leads with her having to make quick escapes, due to her location being compromised.

She also ended switching to less lethal bullets and more like miniature injectors that mostly would knock an enemy out or put them to sleep. Mads just felt like those that are just working for some dictators didn’t deserve to die. Plus, she just knew that White would bring them back to life in a painful way, so…give them some kind of comfort.

She also loves to go working out or going for jogs when it’s bright and early. You better believe that she also waves hi and says good morning to everyone she passes. One time she even hugged someone so tightly, she accidentally severed their spine. …She sent many flowers. Mads will also have a few gym competitions with Clemencia to see who can get more fit, which it often ends with them dying of many sore limbs.

Madeleine is mostly loyal to White, due to trauma and sometimes he can be nice. …He’s a hero…he can’t be that bad.

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Father Paddock/B.P. (created by @realtoasted and @jaks-ass) Age: Old Height: 6 foot 3 Job: Rogue Background: B.P. remembers very little about his past life. When he was raised from the dead by a necromancer, all he knew were the initials B.P., that he were a plague doctor in his past life, and that magic was given to him by his “master”. He also knew much about the victims of his heinous crimes and felt like this revival were a punishment. So, when he killed his necromancer, he learned the ways of dark magic and set on a personal quest.

All those that he deemed unholy or a threat were given pestilence, sickness, and decay by B.P. and were tortured slowly as punishment. Those that weren’t a threat were promised a much quicker and peaceful death. Death will come to all. Personality: Due to being a walking corpse, who is nothing but bones, decaying skin, shriveled organs, and bone underneath, he has very little to no personality. B.P. cares very little for his victims and shows no joy and barely remorse for those who he will kill. However, he does show some guilt for those that he robbed off a good life many, many years ago. He believes that this will right the wrongs that he did so many years ago.

B.P. doesn’t care for White Hat or Black Hat nor does he fear them. He just wishes to do his job and be sent back to an eternal rest, despite knowing where he will go when he does sleep. However, he won’t say no when offered a job that he is even a little interested in, especially if it means taking away the life of those that have squandered it.

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Victor/Azrail (created by @lady-bepou) Age: As old as earth…but appears around 50 in disguise. Height: 6 foot 1 Job: Rouge Species: Lich Background: Unknown Personality: Victor is actually lich demon that’s disguised as a businessman that is a “rival” to White Hat and Black Hat. He mostly sells to the lower villains and heroes to help them rise to the top, those that are often in high regards with Black and White. However, there is a catch. They must either give their soul up to him or be ready to become amongst his legion. A lot often take the soul route, thinking that it’s the obvious choice, but once they step out of line, he crushes their soul and they suddenly succumb to something akin to a heart attack. Unfortunately, it is one they cannot live from and they end up becoming a part of his undead army. No memories, no emotion, nothing. Just a mindless puppet for him to enjoy playing with.

However, Victor does have standards. When it comes to taking the soul of children or parents, he will not steal them away. He deems them too easy to take control of and…it’s a little rude. He also rarely uses his magic and it only uses it for more defensive purposes. His magic is akin Black’s magic, but nowhere near as strong, but he definitely could put up a fight. Although, he tends to be more hidden when it comes to dealing with the Hats.

Victor also loves to manipulate those to think that they have control and once they believe they have the upperhand, he isn’t afraid to remind them that they are dealing with a demon. In that case, he has no problem slowly suffocating someone’s child, if it means that they can see the pained look on their face.

What else is there to say? It’s fun to be absolutely despised and feared.

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