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lolotheparagon · 2 years ago

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Helluva Boss is Hella Sexist To Both Men and Women - Part 2

In my last post about HB, I was discussing how the main female characters of HB get shunted to the sidelines/used as a vehicle for the men's character development. And its about time we started talking about the male characters as well. Cos despite how female characters being mistreated is the more pressing issues (cos female characters always have trouble being written properly for hundreds of years because the writers were incels or misogynistic women) male characters have their own stereotypes or objectification that writers fall into. Especially in regards to mlm relationships (OH, WE'LL FUCKING GET TO THAT)

But for now, lets talk about the main guys in HB:

Blitzo

I might as well go into full character analysis here cos Blitz is ultimately the protagonist of the show. Blitz is a interesting character by concept. A foul-mouthed demon with a literal devil-may-care attitude, completely unprofessional, loves his job as an assassin but also craves love and intimacy with others but struggles to due to a history of failed relationships in the past so he hides behind a mask. Hes an absolute mess of a character and I love that. Blitz is not only a good vessel for comedy but drama as well as his self-sabotaging of his relationships with his friends/co-workers can be a great character arc of him learning to trust others again and start to love himself...

HOWEVER Vivziepop just LOVES throwing angst upon angst onto this guy cos it seems that every past relationship he's had from an ex-girlfriend Verosika to his former partner/childhood friend Fizzarolli to even HIS OWN SISTER ends bitterly and it seems no one from Blitz's past even likes him or is on some amiable ground. Verosika is portrayed like an antagonistic ex, Fizzarolli condescends and humiliates him and from what we see of Barbie's view from that animatic, she comments on how he fucked up her life. So we have two women who are scorned at him (one for justifiable reasons since Blitz was an inconsiderate jerk and the other for reasons we dont know yet) and a guy who broke ties with him to be his rival. And its not like Blitz isnt remorseful because whenever Verosika talks about their relationship, you can see the look of regret on Blitz's face and he was shown to be scared whenever he encounters Fizz, like a kid scared of a bully.

Even Blitz's relationship with his adoptive daughter is fucked up, Loona constantly abuses her father when hes done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to warrant it outside of him being protective at a few moments or babying her (and by babying her I mean calling her Loonypoo or showering her with gifts and hugs). Aka what a typical parent is like. And yet he constantly bends over backwards for her and Loona hasn't even learned her lesson to stop being a bitch cos apparently the writers think women hitting men is funny. There are a few moments of them getting along, but its only for comedy. I would say the only good relationships Blitz has is with Millie and Moxxie. But even that's pushing it cos Blitz barely interacts with Millie in any meaningful way outside of co-worker banter and with Moxxie, the only meaningful scenes they share is in the Truth Seekers episode or that little scene in Seeing Stars.

Ultimately Blitz' relationships with others is why he's such a fucked up mess of a person to begin with. While he has a more stable relationship with his current friends/co-workers, the people of his past keep coming back into his life to mess with him and while he clearly regrets how he treated some, like Verosika, others like Fizz, are okay with hurting him for the evulz and thus set them up to be villainous foils. With all this baggage plus his traumatic childhood regarding his father and presumably dead mother, Blitz sounds like a great character to explore, especially with two characters who both have history with Blitz in different ways. And they barely show up.

You see, Verosika and Fizz ONLY appear in a couple episodes. Fizz appears properly (not his robot double) in the season 1 FINALE and his past with Blitzo is only expanded upon in season 2 premiere whereas Verosika had her own episode in season 1 earlier and her only other significant appearance is in the finale. Apart from that, we only get snippets of info about their relationships from Blitzo's viewpoint. WE HAVENT EVEN SEEN A FLASHBACK WITH BLITZ' BREAK UP WITH FIZZ OR VEROSIKA.

And then we come to his relationship with Stolas...and its fucking awful. That image at the top of this post? Thats what Blitz thinks of Stolas. Doesn't look like a wholesome relationship, does it? I can talk about Stolitz enough to fill a bible but to summarise: Blitz' relationship with Stolas is incredibly fucked up and whats worst, its shown so far to be one-sided. What started as a transactional sex relationship in order for Blitz to use Stolas' grimoire to enter the human world to do his job. (the ONLY METHOD HE HAS, mind you) And from what we see of Blitz' view of this relationship, he's tolerant of him at best to annoyed and angry at worst. The one scene at the end of the season 1 finale cements this when Stolas wants to comfort Blitz after the scene at Ozzies and Blitz refused to have sex with Stolas cos hes deeply hurt and embarassed after everything thats happened that night.

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(btw love this video is titled Blitzo hurts stolas feelings. Like the scene of Blitz being publicly humiliated by both his ex and his rival didnt happen not 1 minute ago with Stolas just standing there not even saying anything so Blitz is clearly hurt by that but nooooo sad gay owl uwu)

Throughout the first season, Blitz treats Stolas like an abhorrent admirer with how Stolas constantly coddles or flirts with him to the nth degree and the argument shown above thats supposed to be the climax of this relationship's problems isnt even RESOLVED when the second season rolls around, the show just treats Blitzo like a tsundere slowly becoming more chill with someone whom he's force-shipped with. The writers really REALLY want you to root for Blitz to be with Stolas yet Blitz has been nothing but uncomfortable or annoyed in his presence. Look at Blitz' face on these photos on Stolas' phone. He looks bored as fuck. oH buT ItS OKAy cos BLitzo hAS a PHOTo of HIm slightly smiling AFter the two had secks so its all good.

That's not the gotcha card you think, guys. Still doesnt excuse how fucked up the relationship is

The main problem I have with Blitzo is that Vivziepop LOVES to torture this imp for drama with scorned lovers, estranged siblings, an abusive father, a presumably dead mother, an ex-best friend who's now his bully, a one-sided relationship with a powerful prince thats built on coercion and pity sex. And yet the show flits back on forth on making him this lol screw you memelord who doesnt give a fuck to a tragic, broken man who doesnt know how to love anyone and himself anymore and the show doesnt dwell hard enough into the latter. I want Blitz to get therapy already or have him actually learn from his mistakes and the show doesnt punish him for it or treat his abuse like a joke. Ive got nothing wrong with a protagonist who's an asshole but dumping all this trauma and angst onto this character who's already got issues to deal with in his current life (like stalking, his lack of respect for boundaries, saying the r slur or making fatphobic jokes) is just depressing.

Moxxie

Moxxie is by far my fave character for how level-headed and kind he is but cos the writers are so indulgent with their tropes, they've flanderised him into a soft boi malewife, infantilising him to the point he literally cant do anything without his wife picking up the slack.

My three main problems with him are: his status as a butt-monkey, his lack of agency and his co-dependency on Millie.

To start with: he's the most morally upright imp on the team so its only natural he would be the butt monkey of the team, but despite how Blitz respects him enough as an assassin, Moxxie is still ridiculed, assaulted and attacked by Blitz, Loona, Verosika, practically everyone except his wife. And while having a butt monkey for comedy is fine, the show goes out of its way to mock Moxxie for things that are so nonsensical it feels more like degradation than snarky banter. For some reason, theres a running gag where Loona and Blitz mock how fat Moxxie is...Look at him! He's thin as a pencil! WHO THE FUCK CONSIDERS THAT FAT?! And whats worse, Moxxie has internalised this by saying to Loona in the most recent episode that he lost weight, to which Loona looks up at him and ignores him. Why is this a running gag? What is the reason? It feels so cruel and pointless.

Secondly, his lack of agency. Despite Moxxie being the most intelligent of the team and his name LITERALLY MEANS "fighting spirit." he's still delegated to a damsel in distress or be given the idiot ball so other characters can have more spotlight. In the Spring Broken episode, while Blitz is distracted with Loona and Verosika, Millie and Moxxie put up the slack and carry on the mission, but Moxxie accidentally gets drunk and spends the rest of the episode being an inebriated doofus. Little moments like this are funny but there was and entire subplot in Seeing Stars where Moxxie gets roped into buying demo CDs and merchandise from every hack artist he bumps into in Hollywood and its up to Millie to take charge.

In the Exes and O's episode where we finally meet Moxxie's father and the uncomfortable reunion plus Moxxie's traumatic childhood flashback perfectly builds up to a scene where he stands up to Crimson for forcing him into marrying a dickhead shark and yet Moxxie gets struck down in one shot and wakes up being tied up at the altar. So the one chance Moxxie gets to take down his monstrous father is completely negated. Thats fucking weak.

Isnt Moxxie supposed to be a professional assassin? Have him do more badass stuff. Let him take control of a mission or a rescue. Have another scene like the Harvest Moon festival where he intimidates a villain with a DEMON-KILLING GUN. Or that scene where Blitzo and Moxxie take down a bunch of human agents in Truth Seekers. He has incredibly knowledge of weaponry and technology which are excellent skills for an assassin to have, so USE THEM. Where's this Moxxie?

This issue also ties into his relationship with his wife Millie. Even though M&M have the most stable wholesome relationship in the whole show, half the time it feels like Millie is doing the most physical work out of their relationship. Whenever Moxxie is in trouble, kidnapped, put in danger or held hostage, Millie always bursts in to save the day and that would be fine except it makes Moxxie look like some baby who cant even tie his bow without Millie there. That whole wedding crash scene in Exes and O's was all set up so Millie can burst in doing cool badass fighting and save her husband. Why couldnt Crimson lock up Millie and Blitzo too? Well, we wont be able to have our cool Millie fight scene where she murders a bunch of thugs and do a Shrek reference. It feels imbalanced calling these two a "power couple" where only ONE of them is powerful and the other is just the emotional support noodle boy. And its even worse how Millie so far hasn't been in a situation where she needs support from her husband so we dont see that much of Moxxie being a good husband outside of cute couple banter.

Basically less this and more of this

Lastly, it seems he gets hit with the angst stick too, cos the most recent episode was about his traumatic childhood with his abusive mob boss father and it turns out he isnt even dealt with or killed by Moxxie, the imps just rescue Moxxie and fuck off so Crimson can continue to be more of a problem. Yeah, that's exactly what this show needed. More traumatised men having their abuse being completely glossed over/treated as a joke so we can have our precious status quo. Except the rich white guy, he gets his happy ending.

SPEAKING OF WHICH...

Stolas

Oh god, its time we talked about this fucker.

My issue with Stolas mostly stems from two things: his treatment of the people he's supposed to care about like Blitz or Octavia and his flanderisation from a clingy rich asshole from the pilot who is in a transactional sexual relationship with a low class imp to a precious soft uwu nice guy who tries WEALLY HARWD

Vivzie clearly likes Stolas and she's been pushing for him to be a main character since the beginning, but the problem was Vivzie wants Stolas to be a well-intentioned person WHILST being a barely trying father to his teenager daughter and still being in a borderline SA relationship with a commoner.

Now I like the idea of Stolas being a complex character, theres nothing wrong with a flawed but sympathetic character (which Vivziepop is clearly trying to do). Stolas has made mistakes, he's neglected his daughter, cheated on his wife and put the only person he claims to love in his life in a transactional sexual relationship with a commoner imp, whilst treating other imps with apathy or disdain. These are all great things to unpack with Stolas, giving him the reality check he desperately needs (lets not forget he's a privleged prince of Hell and hes always been rather ignorant) so he can improve and be a better person, not just for himself, but to his daughter and to Blitz, whom he's grown to care about beyond sexual attraction.

BUT NOPE! Lets give Stolas a tragic backstory in the season 2 opener (JUST AFTER THE PREVIOUS EP TALKING ABOUT HOW STOLAS CLEARLY REALISING BLITZ DOESNT RECIPROCATE HIS FEELINGS AND THAT STOLAS MISINTERPRETED THEIR RELATIONSHIP). Lets give him an unhappy childhood, a father who doesnt care about him (yes Vivzie slap on another abusive dad to your characters as a shortcut for the audience to sympathise with them, that'll work), an unhappy marriage to an abusive woman, his relationship of Blitz is now established as a childhood friends trope (although I use the term VERY loosely as the two aren't even friends for more than a day) and instead lets depict Stolas' affair from a messy, complicated dilemma Stolas has to deal with the consequences to a triumphant act of defiance over an abusive wife. And dont get me wrong, Im totally fine with Stolas divorcing Stella, it was clear their marriage even in Stella's first appearance wasnt happy. BUT considering how that whole Circus episode was used to make the audience sympathise with Stolas EVEN MORE than the show was already doing, its overcompensating at this point.

When a show is shoving so many sad tragic scenarios into a character's backstory so the audience can buy merch feel sorry for him, thats a sign the character himself isn't very well written.

Lets also talk about Octavia, his teenager daughter who's bared witnessed to her parents declining marriage careening into divorce and while this is happening, we see Stolas making bare minimum attempts to fix his relationship with her. In Loo Land, we see Stolas taking her to a park she's clearly not interested in going to cos he's too stupid to ask about his daughter's interests and spends half the episode flirting with Blitz. After a talk with Octavia and comforts her afterwards, taking her out of the park and suggests they do something she enjoys. Now, I loved that. It really showed how Stolas can put his horniness aside to help his daughter. BUT in the next episode about them, Stolas dismisses Octavia AGAIN cos hes too focused on arguing with his ex-wife, causing Octavia to run away to the human realm. And sure Stolas is worried sick once he finds out Octavia's gone but when we get into the human realm and both him and Blitz get shoved into a sitcom studio, STOLAS JUST GOES ALONG WITH THIS WHOLE SITCOM SUBPLOT AND AGAIN FLIRTS WITH BLITZ LIKE THE PREVIOUS EPISODE OF THEM INTERACTING DIDNT HAPPEN.

With how anxious Stolas was acting throughout the first act of the episode, you would think that he wouldnt have time to deal with Blitz' sitcom shit and spend the day but NO FOR SOME REASON LOONA'S THE ONLY ONE WHO IS ACTIVELY SEARCHING FOR OCTAVIA. OCTAVIA'S OWN FUCKING FATHER IS TOO INCOMPETENT TO SEARCH FOR HER HIMSELF ALL BECAUSE OF SOME WACKY COMEDIC MISUNDERSTANDING WITH BLITZ. Oh sure, your teenage daughter's missing in the human realm but nah l'll just carry on simping for my imp bf cos HEY AT SHE'S NOT IN DANGER.

Loo Land: Stolas wants to spend a day with Octavia but ends up distracted with Blitz and learns to pay attention to his daughter and support her.

Seeing Stars: Octavia wants to spend a day with her father but Stolas dismisses her because he'd distracted with arguing with his ex-wife, causing Octavia to run off to the human realm, Stolas goes there but spends half the episode watching Blitz in a live sitcom instead of finding his daughter and yet is forgiven for being a neglectful dad.

But its okay cos Stolas and Octavia have a big hug at the end (they dont even get a chance to talk about the divorce btw since this is the first episode featuring Stolas and his family after the divorce) and despite how hurt and neglected Octavia felt by her dad, she's like "ah its no big deal the furry here told me dads fuck up but they mean well so im good now". So Stolas makes the bare minimum amount of parenting and he's forgiven for it cos he TWIES. Not trying hard enough, just trying at all. "Cos hey, at least its better than nothing!"

Vivzie, this plus the amount of abusive fathers youve already got in this show, I think you have daddy issues. You might wanna get that checked out.

So, much like with its female characters: Helluva Boss has serious problems with how it portrays men. The man with shitloads of emotional trauma and abuse is glossed over/never resolved for the sake of drama and protecting the status quo. (Blitz, Moxxie) The soft-spoken male being infantilised to the point he cant even fight his way of a paper bag with his badass hypercompetent wife to help him (Moxxie), the father who does the bare minimum amount of effort for his daughter and is forgiven for it because HE MEANS WELL (Stolas), the utterly RANCID fetishisation of mlm relationships with the endgame couple going from a toxic sexual manipulation/transactional relationship into a forbidden lovers romance (Stolitz) and the rest of the men in the show are either sex-obsessed (Chaz, Fizzarolli) or abusive (Paimon, Blitz' dad, Crimson) cos MEN AMIRIGHT?

Yeah there are a lot of perverts, coomers and abusive dads irl. Im not saying Helluva Boss isnt accurate to that fact. But these are negative stereotypes about men that shouldnt be shoved in our faces all the time. I think the only recurring male demon character so far who ISNT a chauvinistic dick, cruel or abusive is Wally Wackford. I know people pull the "oh theyre from Hell, of course they're jerks" to excuse all of this but thats fine when theyre characters youre not supposed to sympathise with like Crimson or Blitz' dad but its another thing when your supposed to sympathise with characters like Stolas but they're fucking horrible and yet the show constantly treats them like precious babus who did nothing wrong, while the characters who ARE legit sympathetic (Moxxie, Blitz) are dumped pain after pain onto them cos that makes good dramatic scenes for Youtube, not a story.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/lolotheparagon/712718858369286144/helluva-boss-is-hella-sexist-to-both-men-and-women

#Youtube #helluva boss #helluva boss critical #hb stolas #stolitz sucks #stolas #hb blitzo #hb moxxie #vivziepop critical #mlm fetishization #cw fetishization

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olliegearloosecabrera · 1 year ago

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Ok so, I decided to add some facts about The Trio so people can know more about them. (TW Sexual, mental, and physical abuse; Mention of P!lls and E@ting D!sorder and depression)

Sean:

Sean is actually from Mexico and can speak Spanish fluently. He still keeps up with some Mexican traditions sometimes.

Sean is A junior Woodchuck Like Huey. That's how he met Huey.

Sean is in love with Huey. (My head canon for Huey is that he's Bi)

Sean Loves reading and writing. He wants to be a writer in the future. Sean also loves science, like Oliver

Sean is a huge nerd.

He is also a Darkwing Duck fan

Sean actually gets adopted by Drake and Launchpad and becomes the adopted brother of Gosalyn

Sean's birth parents disowned him for being gay🙄

Sean's pronouns are He/him

Sean's favorite music artist is Cavetown.

Sean's birthday is on June 16

Benji:

Benji is a HUGE theatre kid and a funny kid. He wants to be on Broadway and also wants to be a comedian when he gets older.

Benji is Omnisexual. ( Which means he likes any gender but has a preference.)

Benji is In love with Dewey. ( My headcanon for Dewey is that he's Pan)

(this is going to be traumatic TW abuse of 3 kinds) Benji's mom and her boyfriend physically, mentally, and sexually abused him.

Benji's mom also killed his dad and older siblings, and his mom threatened that if he called the police he would be killed too.

Benji has Major depression and hides it very well, and he goes to therapy.

Benji takes anti depressive pills.

Benji is basically the funny friend who doesn't talk about his feelings and mental state bc he doesn't want to seem selfish.

Benji also has a eating disorder but gets better after a while of knowing Dewey.

Benji's mom and her boyfriend are in jail for all the things they did.

Benji's pronouns are He/They

Benji's favorite artists are Nirvana, My Chemical Romance, and Taylor swift( I know such a difference and Benji is a swifty fr).

Benji has a spirit possessing him. He used to be evil but then they just became cool with each other. The spirit's name is Lynx.

Lynx's Voice claim bc I think it's perfect for him.

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Lynx has the personality of Bill Cipher ( Gravity falls) mixed with Angel dust (Hazbin Hotel).

Benji is amazing at singing

Benji is ENTP

Benji also has a magical amulet that helps him and Lynx control their powers. (Kinda like Lena's)

Benji's birthday is on April 19 ( Like tommyinnit)

Oliver:

Oliver is the nephew of Gyro Gearloose.

Oliver loves Science and music. He wants to be a musician and scientist in the future.

He had a twin sister named Catherine, but tragically died in a accident on a school field trip.

Oliver's mom was very abusive.

Oliver went missing for a few years after a plane crash with his dad. Presumed dead kinda like Della was.

Oliver's dad betrayed him by joining F.O.W.L and basically told Oliver that he never wanted him in the first place.

Oliver can Speak Italian, Greek, and Ukrainian fluently (And English ofc).

Oliver has MAJOR anxiety.

Oliver has ADHD.

Oliver is in love with Louie. (Head canon for Louie is that he's Gay.)

Oliver goes to therapy too.

I had an AU that he landed on the land of the Dream Smp and basically got adopted by Tommy. Oliver got even more traumatized over there (poor guy😭).

Oliver uses He/They pronouns.

Oliver is Trans masc.

Oliver is amazing at fixing/ Inventing things.

Oliver is also amazing at singing.

Oliver looks up to Gyro and Fenton a lot. He thinks of Fenton as a uncle ( even though Gyro and Fenton get married in the future).

People close to Oliver call him Ollie or Olive.

Oliver's favorite artists are Arctic Monkeys, PUBLIC, Lana Del Rey, Cavetown, and Lovejoy.

Oliver is Gay.

Catherine is actually a spirit always watching Oliver, making sure he doesn't get in too much trouble. (Like Lena did for Webby).

Oliver's birthday is on January 3

This took way longer than I wanted😭. I wanted to basically give more facts about the Trio since I gave so little facts about them. I may give some facts about Catherine bc why not.

#ducktales oc #ducktales 2017 #comfort character #huey dewey and louie #Youtube

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ladykailolu · 1 year ago

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Now that you’ve finished part 3

I have a funny story to tell you! :3

So we all know Diego and Mia fucked right?

I mean they both fine as hell so if they didn’t explore each others’ bodies that’s a criminal shame.

So they fuck right, and then our girl Mia is gonna do her trial for old Terry Fawless,

but then Uh Oh Spaghettios! Diego is dead (or in a coma)

so of course, dealing with a serial killer who put your boyfriend down and having to deal with some idiotic love struck brat who think the serial killer loves him

Is the best time to find out you are pregnant with your comatose boyfriend’s child! 🙃🥳

So yeah, just an extra layer of fun to the whole debacle

But when all is said I’m done, and she now has her pitiful man child assistant that she’s adopted

She thinks, on one hand, being a single mother is difficult, cause it’s not like her bitchy aunt will do anything other than mock her, arguing that at at least she got married to her boytoys before getting knocked up like an idiot

and this is California so I should be able to get an abortion.

But on the other, This could potentially be all I’ll ever have left of Diego, and I already have to deal with this man child at my lawyer job which no doubt pays enough for me to care for it

So…

Flash forward some amount of months and

Say hello to Marigold Fey!

Assistant Feenie makes for a nice babysitter while mommy Mia works, and Mia Fey makes for a great mommy! For 3 years that is… till… you know what happened

Poor 3 year old Marigold is sent to live with old Morgan and Pearly for a while

And Pearl and Marigold develop a sister like relationship

But of course when that does to shit because of Morgan’s murder plot, Both Pearl and Marigold are just saddled with Nick and Maya

But then guess who decides to be alive again, that’s right, the man, the myth, the father himself, Diego Godot

Whom of course knows nothing about Marigold or any of that,

In fact for a while no one does cause everyone shares one brain cell, and since We don’t even know Godot is Diego yet, we have no way to connect the two (other than same skin tone [which for ace attorney is noteworthy as only a handful of characters have tan skin])

All Godot knows is that Marigold always refers to Pearl as her sister, so that bitchy aunt of Mia’s must’ve had another kid :/

And all Marigold knows is this white haired jerk is being mean to “Uncle Phoenix”

At one point, 6 year old Marigold even gets pissy at Godot and chews him out for being a jerk to him when “He’s a good guy!“ “He saved auntie Maya!” “And he was my mommy’s friend” “Stop being a bad guy!” “Mommy didn’t like bad guys”

It’s not until late game where Marigold starts to talk more about Mommy and we figure out who Godot is that we can start connecting the dots.

But none of that really matter because soon after everyone finds out the plot twist, Uh Oh, Godot is going to jail for murder

Sorry Marigold, no father for you, but you’ve still got Maya, who you can be with now that she’s a big girl and soon to be Master

So yeah, nothing like more bastard kids right? Now he and Gyro have something in common

Here are some pictures of old Marigold

Let's see...

We could rearrange the timeline here to make it plausible, such that Mia already had her baby shortly before her 2nd trial and right right back to work because those bills aren't gonna pay themselves. So, she got knocked up right before Diego got poisoned, but at the time, she didn't know that she was pregnant. She found out when he was already in a coma, which looked like it may not end anytime soon. And Feenie didn't know she even had a kid until he was hired, and she mentioned Marigold at one point.

That becomes the newest scandal in the Fey family, and ofc Morgan is quick to jump on Mia's back about it. But Mia is a strong woman, and needs to be strong for her daughter, so she carries on. Until she passes away.

Unlike Maya, Marigold does not fall under Feenie's guardianship and instead goes to live with Morgan, which I thought would be a very odd move. I figured that Morgan would resent Marigold, as she's another descendant of the Master to be rid of. Yet, Marigold lives under her roof! Would Marigold have spiritual powers? Mia wasn't a practicing spirit channeler, but she still had Fey blood, and the spirit channeling power runs through the Fey blood in their women. I figured that Mia would have that ability to channel spirits, but without the proper training, she can't actually channel any spirits. Marigold would have that same power, and living at the Kurain school with Morgan and Pearl, it's likely that Marigold would have an opportunity to train to be a channeler.

...Unless, Morgan wanted to stop the Master's bloodline entirely and ensure that Marigold could never be the new Master (if something happened to Maya). So, she forbid Marigold from learning the channeling arts and instead had her be a nun/servant of sorts, similar to Iris. Seeing as they're very close in age, Pearl and Marigold would probably get along swimmingly! At least Marigold has a friend near her age to confide in (kinda like Maggie and Sadie-Mae).

Bruh, imagine Marigold running up to Godot and hitting him with her fists because he's being mean and rude to Uncle Feenie, but it accomplishes nothing because she's this smol little girl lol (it's actually kind of cute)

But since Marigold referred to her mom in the past tense, and referred to Maya as "auntie" instead of "mystic", couldn't people put two and two together then? "Oh? 'Auntie Maya??' Then that means Mia had a kid? But with whom? She had been with only one guy...."

I imagine that Godot is already in jail when Feenie, Marigold, and everyone find out about Marigold's parents. And at this point, Marigold is somber and says that she wants to talk with Godot at the jail. Feenie asks if she's sure about that, and she's resolute.

Can you imagine? First finding out that you have a child with your dead girlfriend...while you're in jail? And that your kid was born while you were napping, in-between life and death? Even now, Marigold won't have a father, and even if she visits Godot when the prison allows, it's not gonna be a normal relationship between father and daughter. It's almost like a relationship between two strangers.

Even so, Marigold isn't alone because she's got her Auntie Maya, her Uncle Feenie, her cousin/sister Pearl, etc, etc. Unlike some of Gyro's bastard daughters (i.e. Paxe, Sadie-Mae), Marigold has a family around her, and she grows up to be a functional, happy adult.

Hahaha, but this also means that Godot can't be too hard on Gyro for neglecting to taking care of his kids. I feel like Godot would make an effort to take care of Marigold, however he can while in prison or on house arrest, in Mia's memory at the very least.

Ok, but...how particularly messed up would it be if Marigold resembled Mia more, and Godot could recognize that everytime he looked at Marigold's face?

#Godot #godot ace attorney #prosecutor godot #marigold fey #ace attorney #ace attorney oc #oc #not my oc #oreocookiezzz #asks #lady k answers

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waitingforwinterwinds · 2 years ago

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ASOS; Steel and Snow: 24 BRAN II (pages 331-343)

Bran's northern roadtrip team walks and walks and walks, shares a cave with a kindly stranger to get out of the rain, and Meera retells the story of how their dads met.

The Reader has a brain fail and experiences an entirely new level of Crack.

Bran made a face at her. "But you just said you hated them." "Why can't it be both?" Meera reached up to pinch his nose. "Because they're different," he insisted. "Like night and day, or ice and fire." "If ice can burn," said Jojen in his solemn voice, "then love and hate can mate. Mountain or marsh, it makes no matter. The land is one." "One," his sister agreed, "but over wrinkled."

Meera understands how tectonics > mountains.

Oh my gosh they sound tired-drunk. You know, when you go hiking and or on long roadtrips, or you just stay up all night for sleep overs, and you hit that point where you're just so tired you might as well be drunk? yeah, that.

"-or ice and fire." "If ice can burn," oh hey sentences that sound strangely like foreshadowing.

Some days it rained, some days were windy, and once they were caught in a sleet storm so fierce that even Hodor bellowed in dismay. On the clear days, it often seemed as if they were the only living things in all the world.

The north is Australia confirmed. There were mentions in the early GoT chapters, the north is as big as the other six kingdoms combined, but with a much smaller populace. All the talk of isolation, but it's never really enough to prepare the mind for the sheer emptiness of it all.

You go on a roadtrip here, and five minutes out of a city you might not see another car for hours, between the cities and the blink-and-miss-it-towns and the farmlands it's just. The apocalypse could have happened and you wouldn't know the difference.

His father's mother's mother had been a Flint of the mountains. Old Nan once said that it was her blood in him that made Bran such a fool for climbing before his fall. She had died years and years and years before he was born, though, even before his father had been born.

I misread that, and skipped the doubling at 'mother's mother' so I thought she was Bran's grandmother for a second and... "Ned's mother died before he was born? that's a feat. ...!!! the Prophecy!!!!"

(The prophecy in this train of thought was the fun old "no man born of woman" that gets easily circumvented by C-sections and gender shenanigans and such.)

"Some nights I dream of me mother that I buried nine years past," the man said, "but when I wake, she's not come back to us." "There are dreams and dreams, my lord." "Hodor," said Hodor.

... why in the hells did I read that Hodor narration in the voice of the guy who narrated Noddy? ...omg. OMG!!! An audio book, with the full voice cast, not just one person reading the book, but a full audio drama BUT all the narration is read by someone who thinks they're narrating for a kids show. the tonal whiplash alone could kill a man. Oh no. Oh no. I can hear it in my head. 😂🤣 the crack is over nine-thousand. it's so beautiful.

...

okay, I think I'm okay now. Sorry for that.

"You could tell one," said Bran. "While we walked. Hodor likes stories about knights. I do, too." "There are no knights in the Neck," said Jojen. "Above the water," his sister corrected. "The bogs are full of dead ones, thought."

Ha. hmmm... I think I might be in a bit of a tired-drunk silly state myself actually. (it was still funny though.)

"- Sometimes Old Nan would tell the same story she'd told before, but we never minded if it was good story. Old stories are like old friends, she used to say. You have to visit them from time to time."

That's a good philosophy.

...that's also what I'm kinda doing now, revisiting the ASOIAF universe, but from a new angle. It's good to reread stuff, I think, even if it's from the same source and not book versus show, because knowing where it ends can change the context of the journey.

and you get to play 'spot the foreshadowing.'

"Did he have green dreams like Jojen?" "No, (...) but he could breath mud and run on leaves, and change earth to water and water to earth with no more than a whispered word.He could talk to trees and weave words and make castles appear and disappear."

Holy crap! there's a Hidden Ninja Village in the Neck!!!

"- But then he heard a roar. 'That's my father you're kicking,' howled the she-wolf." "A wolf on four legs, or two?" "Two," said Meera. "The she-wolf laid into the squires with a tourney sword, scattering them all. The crannogman was bruised and bloodied, so she took him back to her lair to clean his cuts and bind them up with linen. There he met her pack brothers: the wild wolf who led them, the quiet wolf beside him, and the pup who was the youngest of the four."

Ahhh, so this is the story of how Meera's dad met Lyanna and Ned?

Also I love how they just had to clarify "two legs or four" but it was done so quickly like that's a common enough thing to need clarification.

"-The crannogman saw a maid with laughing purple eyes dance with a white sword, a red snake, and the lord of griffins, and lastly with the quiet wolf... -"

Ashara Dayne!?

Honestly this entire section feels like the kind of repeating variations of a theme vibes that mark visions. Li eyes this is a retelling of their dads meeting, but it could also be a reflection of things to come.

"That was a good story. But it should have been the three nights who hurt him, not their squires. Then the little crannogman could have killed them all. The part about the ransom was stupid. And the mystery knight should win the tourney, defeating every challenger, and name the wolf maid queen of love and beauty."

Bran. No. That's not the object lesson you were supposed to take away from this.

The object lesson is that your aunt is a baddass. (I'm aware of the theory that Lyanna is the knight of the Laughing Tree. Although depending on how old Benjen was, could have been him also. with his little 'pup' height.)

To be fair, it hasn't clicked for Bran that this is a real event and not just a story Meera's heard or made up, and in stories we want maximum catharsis, but irl, ransoming the horses and armour for the knights to publicly chastise their squires for wrong doing was a master stroke, because it gets the job done in a way that's basically a win for everyone but the squires.

... Jojen and Meera can't believe Ned never told his kids how he met Howland Reed. SMH Ned.

while thinking of an oversimplified summary of the chapter and my brain suggested: 🎶Hodor will walk five hundred miles🎶 🎶and Hodor will walk five hundred more🎶 🎶just to be the man who walked a thousand miles🎶 🎶to Hold The goddamned DooOOoor🎶 which was honestly pretty rude of it.

#a storm of swords #steel and snow #a song of ice and fire #bran stark #a chapter a day reading #asos #asoiaf

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skelezomperman · 1 year ago

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I’m interested in seeing what prompts/scenarios you’d do for these Finn pairings since I found your Erinys x Finn series captivating and fitting for both characters:

Finn x Ayra

Finn x Edain

Finn x Tailtiu

Finn x Brigid

I'm glad you asked. To be honest, I'm not particularly interested in any of these with the possible exception of Finn/Brigid but I'll go through them one by one. (Spoilers ahead)

Finn/Ayra has probably had the most fan-content of these four, funny enough - mostly Japanese fanart. (It makes sense given that Ayra is perhaps the most popular Gen 1 female and Finn is the most popular non-Sigurd Gen 1 male.) I think this is perhaps the most realistic of the four to happen too. Yes, Ayra is a princess and Finn is a commoner, but Ayra isn't exactly surrounded by Isaachian nobles. She's estranged from everyone else so perhaps she could get with Finn? Larcei and Scathach being twins also helps the timeline because there's no need to worry about how and when two children are conceived and birthed. Sadly, the Finn/Larcei convo in Chapter 7 is rather generic, but it would be interesting. I actually think it's possible they wouldn't hate Finn, moreso that they thought he was dead and were surprised to find out he was alive. So a Finn/Ayra story, maybe it could involve Larcei and Scathach being excited to learn from their father and maybe being envious of him.

Finn/Edain is decent for continuity as well. How they fall in love, well, maybe Ethlyn and Edain were childhood friends and that's how he meets her, so arguably it's more likely than Finn/Ayra. And one could also say Lester has his hair color from Finn, though he clearly looks more like Lex. Still, this probably has the least fancontent of any of Finn's possible pairings in FE4. And again, Finn/Lana in Chapter 7 is generic but Lana would probably be understanding. I don't think Edain would harbor bad feelings against Finn for abandoning her like some of his other possible partners would, but Lester might end up getting a bad impression anyway. Perhaps that could cause some tension between the siblings in a story as well.

Finn/Tailtiu...the age old problem of how you fall in love with someone on the complete opposite side of the map. Tailtiu is the closest in age to Finn of these four, but I still find it hard to see her fall in love with him. On the surface she is less mature than him and I'm unsure if they ever spend enough time together to where Finn could really discover Tailtiu's true self (this is something that I really like about Azelle/Tailtiu). Like many Finn pairings, this one almost certainly requires a "one-night stand" use a euphemism for something very crude. I think such a pairing could explore both of them being thrust into maturing. And then there's the question of the kids. Arthur, already someone who has a lot of animosity towards his mother's family, now having animosity towards his own father. Well, maybe. I think it's a coin flip as to whether Arthur thinks that Finn is to blame or that the Empire is to blame for him being orphaned, either one works.

Almost all of the content with Finn/Brigid revolves around Finn/Eyvel, but let's focus on the Finn/Brigid dimension at least. Obviously Finn/Brigid implies that Finn gets the feels upon meeting his partner having completely lost her memory and I'm sure everyone knows how that goes, but what about the before-amnesia part? Brigid would almost certainly feel that the rug was swept from under her - she just met her sister again, married a guy and had two kids, and then he goes off to Leonster right after (or before) the second one is born. Tragedy! Would she have ill will once she regains her memory seven years after the end of the Holy War? Probably not, but that's because she's older and saw Finn's dedication while she was still Eyvel.

#fe4 #fire emblem #genealogy of the holy war #jugdral #genealogy ships #finn #finn x tailtiu #finn x brigid #finn x ayra #finn x edain #finn x eyvel

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ath16blf · 2 years ago

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Sdra2 Rei Mekaru x Female!Reader (during the events of chapter 6.5) (7/7)

Ask by @ultimatesinger

I didn't have many ideas....

You are (your name) Kobashikawa.

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“What is this place? » you received a strange letter saying that your brother Haruhiko may be alive and at the address indicated but in the end, you came across some funny Bears who either look like the doll in Squid Game or who walk around by making either circles or straight lines and moreover which makes a laugh worse than annoying to know the upupu so anchored in your memory that I think it has merged with your DNA !

You ended up meeting a tsundere-like boy with a funny sense of humor named Ryutaro Maki, the brother of the ultimate sniper, and a fragile girl named Midori Yamaguchi, the sister of the ultimate judge. You have also met a handsome guy who is too old for you, even if you are not interested in men. The handsome kid is an Iranami, he is the ninth brother in a long line of clowns. His name is Keisuke and Ryutaro is a pervert apparently since he told you and Midori that he could fall in love with him despite being a man then after he assured this poor girl that it was a joke.

"Uh…uffff…ugh…I'm starting to think our siblings aren't here and we've been led into a trap." you say, exhausted. Midori retorts: “Don’t be defeatist (your first name) sis! We will find them! "Yes when we're dead!" You do what you want but I will find a way out! you point to Midori out of fatigue, beads of exhaustion sweat all over your face. Midori: "(your first name) don't be so defeatist! she tries to encourage you as she can but you end up walking away, you hear Keisuke say something to Ryutaro but you don't pay attention.

You end up walking trying to find the exit, after a while you come across an old person smoking hidden and scared. " Madam ? you say to this woman. " Are you doing well ? " " Yes, I am fine ! Do I look like I'm in bad shape? as kind as a prison door. “Yes, you don’t look well…. Who are you ? she begins to sigh saying, "I am Minako Tomori, I received a letter saying that my daughter may be present here." She is the ultimate cheerleader. “I am (your first name) kobashikawa. The sister of the ultimate pilot Haruhiko. Me too, I received a letter that my stupid brother perverted may be alive but I think it's a trap and so I'm looking for the exit. » you end up sighing « I think there is no one left alive. »

Unfortunately for you, the only exit was condemned and in addition the others ended up joining you including a doctor named Hikaru Ando, the adoptive father of Kanata Inori, the ultimate surgeon. There you are all in a weird room with still no exit and besides Ryutaro said he heard a voice which is apparently the same as the guy carrying the body of an unconscious redhead and besides he is talking about a killing. “A killing, what you cause you big shit! Did you smoke weed?! you say out of pure anger when all of a sudden, shots ring out. You turn around then you see a redhead with glasses, with orange eyes who looks sternly at the man, she is accompanied by soldiers but honestly you did not pay attention to them but to her. The redhead says, "That's enough now!" the man: “Mekaru…. Rey?! Rei: "I'm currently angry, so I'll quickly clean everything up and put you in jail." Mr. Ando: “Who are you? Why did you just save us? Rei: “Mr. Ando, introductions come late. I deal with this guy first. FIRE ! She has just ordered the soldiers to shoot but unfortunately the man fled with the little redhead. Rei extremely furious: “Damn ! I was just about to grab it, it was in front of my nose! Ryutaro tries a: "Hey." to get his attention. The girl boss: “Yes, I know. I'll sort things out with you later. Wait. Your family is here, that's what you're hoping to hear, isn't it? I'm going to explain it to you step by step so listen carefully." Then after she started explaining the whole story and some interesting explanations afterwards, you joined the Kisagari Foundation. Keisuke has reached the place of sous chef behind Tsurugi as for you, you spend your time hugging and kissing your lover, the former teacher despite your brother's best friend constantly teasing you for it.

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#rei mekaru x reader #x reader female #rei mekaru x reader female

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redabeliz · 1 year ago

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Ok so I started watching Game of Thrones for the first time in my life 4 days ago and accidentally binged it here's my opinions on characters so far (finished s2) unfiltered by The Fandom

Ned - was a great man, I feel so complicated abt his relationship with Cat and his unknown relationship with Jon's mom cuz the way he gets a far away look when talking abt her to Robert makes it feel like he is either super guilty abt it or he cared for her much more than he ever cared for Cat. Bro was so dumb for trying to save Cersei and her bastard kids. Myrcella and Tommen seem nice enough but two nice incest babies doesn't make the one that's killing the entirety of Westeros any better

Cat - so cool love love love, I hate how she doesn't have much agency and when she does it's to release Jaime??? I should probably rewatch the episode tho bc I'm watching the show at work (13hr shifts so I walk away a lot without pausing and get spoiled before rewinding) bc i just dont understand her thought process. I feel so terrible that she doesn't even know if any of her kids besides Robb are alive but freeing Jaime is NOT gonna help imo

Robb - every time I look at him I think abt how similar he looks to Jon like they could be twins dude. He needs to quit having a relationship w that one nurse girl cuz this is war and the only thing that comes from showing the world that you love someone BEFORE YOU WIN is that they need to kill her. Idk how they're gonna do it but she's gonna die. But he's doing so well as the leader of winterfell and I love how Sean Bean lives on in the show and everything he did had meaning and his death wasn't for nothing. Anyways Robb's gonna be a great king but he's totally probably gonna get fucked over by David Bradley and/or his millions of kids

Jon - pretty boring storyline I'm sad to say. It feels soooo slow when he gets on screen. The baby thing was interesting and so is the Pale Man (I'm sure he has a scary name but I wasn't paying attention too well). He IS an interesting character at least his backstory I mean and in relation to Ned and Cat

Sansa - poor sweet girl I cry for her everytime she's on screen can't somebody save her she's like 13 Cersei let her freeeeee. Her actress is so good btw, I really didn't like how she had a crush on Joffrey so quickly but she paid for it when Lady died and continues to pay for having a silly innocent little school girl crush on the worst person to ever be born

Arya - her storyline is the most stressful, like she has a higher chance of dying than anyone else in her family. I do hope her and Gendry can be friends, he already seems like an older brother to her just like assassin guy

Bran & Rickon - I forgot rickon existed a lot. I actually forgot if Bran got his memory back, not like it matters since everyone knows Cersei and Jaime be fuckin. Anyways I'm sure Bran's gonna walk again due to magic or whatever idk why the First One girl is helping him instead of abandoning them too I got soooo stressed when I thought Bran and Rickon died that I didn't realize the farmers kids had died

Theon - rn I wanna shake him around cuz tf bro why would you burn and hang the dead bodies of ANYONE. I have a very black and white way of seeing things so I cannot ever forgive him for the kids sakes and a couple measly gold coins isn't gonna bring the kids back. I really don't care for him or his storyline anymore I thought he was funny with his "Oh I'm such an alpha male, women should fall at my feet cuz imma be king of the world!" Only to get thrown into reality when his sister has more of a right to the throne than he does

Robert - bro should've never gone hunting istg so much would've helped if he survived AND I THINK ACTUALLY THAT THAT OLD MAN DIDNT TREAT HIS WOUNDS SINCE HE PLEDGED AN OATHE TO TYWIN LANNISTER AND SOLD OUT ARYS ROBERT AND TYRION

Cersei - someone said she thinks in the BIG big picture and that doesn't make sense bc shes going out of her way to try and save Jaime from the Starks while trying to deny accusations of their incest. In a way her being such a terrible person makes me like Jaime because of the fact I doubt it was his idea to never interact with those kids. I keep forgetting their his kids too bc of the fact he's never around them or talks to them. Also her killing Jon Arryn was so stupid.

Joffrey - I saw a video on tiktok abt "the kind of person who watches the show from the wrong side" where the guy loves Joffrey and everything he does BEFORE I got to the part where he abused the two sex workers and ran away from a war he caused

Tyrion - he deserves happiness but Shae deserves to be free and now that Cersei is sus of her she's in so much danger. I don't think theyre gonna last and I'm gonna be so sad. I sincerely can't tell if Shae likes him or not and I feel like he's being suuuuper toxic by locking her up when he could've just let her be. When wartime came I was so impressed by him he was so cool. Truly one of the only good, if not THE best Lannister.

Brienne of Tarth - 🫰🫂🤌🗣❤️‍🔥💏🧎💞🙇🫦💘💌💋🫶💝😘🤩🥰😍🤗😚 pls notice me and all I could do for you, Queen

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feyarcher · 2 years ago

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I'm still trying the squeeze in one last book before the new year, but I thought I'd make a little post looking back at what I read in 2022. Looking at my entire list, I read A Lot of Very Good Books! So I can't list everything I loved this year, but here are some of them:

- The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green

This is a collection of random short essays which is a true charming delight. Was slightly skeptical cause it's not the kind of thing I would usually think to read, but I loved it so much I bought it as a gift for my sister in law too.

- The Invisible Library series by Genevieve Cogman

This whole series is so fun! In alternate universes (with the fey and dragons) there are sometimes variations in classic books and spy librarians sneak into those universes and buy or steal those books to preserve them. So fun. Every book is a different adventure in a different world and I love them.

- Murderbot novellas and novel by Martha Wells

I love these so much that I read them 3 times this year and am trying not to do a 4th reread right away. Sci fi series starring a cyborg (ish) security bot who just wants to fucking watch tv but keeps having to deal with humans. Cannot say enough good things about it.

- The Lost Man by Jane Harper

Murder mysteries are not my usual thing, but I really loved this. Set in extremely remote cattle ranches in the Australian outback, it's about difficult families and living in isolation and oh yeah about that dead guy too.

- Delilah Green Doesn't Care by Ashley Herring Blake

SO FUN! Joyful queer romance. The next book is great too. Just read them and be delighted.

- Next of Kin / Next to You by Hannah Bonam-Young.

I laughed, I cried, and then I reread them again. Romance. One is enemies to lovers and the other is friend to lovers and I just adore them. So good. Just so good.

- The Scholomance trilogy by Naomi Novik

The final book is out and somehow it is even more of a gut punch than I expected. So fucking good. Fantasy where kids get shipped of to a school in a void to avoid dying as teens en masse and instead are only quite likely to die to monsters at the school. Every character is great. The fucking layers to the plotting are beyond anything. A million stars for this series.

- I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jeannette McCurdy

At least half the non fiction I read is depressing af and this one takes the cake while still being funny? Requires all the fucking trigger warnings, but is amazing if you are in the right space to read it.

- The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune

I was looking for a delightful fantasy and this was even better. A middle aged caseworker for magical children gets sent to examine an orphanage for the most extreme magical children with some interesting guardians. A DELIGHT!!

On one hand, I just want to keep rereading all these books. On the other, I can't wait to see what books I fall in love with and scream over text at my poor long-suffering friends (looking at you, Boo) about in 2023. Happy Reading, y'all!

#books #book recommendations #allie says stuff sometimes #2022 #list post

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lamboficarus · 7 months ago

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Nobody answered but im going to tell you about it anyway.

Ok so timeline wise we start off with him drowning to death trying to help his sister who was ice skating and is about to fall through the ice. He gets her off the ice and keeps her calm by playing a game and using a shepards crook to yank her away from where the ice is cracking but surrrrpriseeee now *hes* near where the ice is cracking. Guy drowns :)

Then his corpse chills (HA im funny) in the lake for a while . eventually some guy on the moon is like "wake up boy i need you for a prophecy. Hop to it." Without explaining what exactly he wants so jack just wanders around as a spirit (basically a ghost because all the other spirits fuckin. Died. Somehow. People can only see you if they believe you exist type deal)

He does that for like 300 years or so and he also has the added debuff of memory loss because the died-in-a-lake thing still happened even if moonman brought him back.

And then wow turns out the prophecy that only the moon guy knows about has to do with this dude called pitch black who also. Killed an entire other planet full of people at some point but dont worry about that. Hes just the boogeyman now. Anyway. He rocks up and is like "nobody likes me. Im going to ruin all holidays for everyone forever so they feel fear and believe i exist and i get more power and people will turn to me and love me." Because thats a surefire way to get people to like you. Good going there pal.

So he tries to ruin people's belief christmas // easter // the tooth fairy // dreams (? Dont ask me how you lose belief in dreams idk either) and fails spectactularly because theres these like 5-10 kids who still believe in all those things because they believed in and saw jack frost and i mean once you see one spirit guy its not hard to assume that of course there'd be more. So the rest of the guardians of a joyous holiday/concept come and help fight off pitch (and also to prove they exist to the small gaggle of children who are quite literally the reason theyre still alive.)

So anyway they all win and they invite jack to be one part of their group and he accepts because hes been alone (if we exclude the wind but thats a whole other conversation) for 300 years (but theyve kinda been assholes to him the whole time and shown themselves to be extremely willing to dump all the blame for everything that goes wrong ((that isnt obviously pitch's fault)) on him) so it doesnt bode well. We never really get a continuation of the story after that.

++ also pitch and jack are like two sides of the same coin btw . theyre both isolated // lonely and been abandoned by the world. Like if jack hadn't latched onto the guardians he'd be likely to become more like pitch. Pitch even approaches him once jack gets his memories back and is like "we could keep eachother from being lonely. Look we could be so powerful" < guy who is currently trying to manipulate his way into having a friend. Said potential-friend is dealing with the fact that the everything he cared about before he died is long gone. And also he's dead. Like for realsies dead. He died and there were people who loved him and theyre dead now. He couldnt even remember they existed until that moment

Umm anyway im normal

Ok wait do any of you even know rotg jack frost lore .

#category 7 autism event fr #8communications

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bluerosefox · 2 years ago

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Bio!Dad Jason and Bio!Mom Jazz (With Oc!Kid or Kid!Danny)

I really, really wanna write a bio!dad Jason story but I should really finish the Twins au first. So I'm gonna be very brief with it before I get sucked into a ramble (it didnt work, I rambled.)

It's a little out of left field due to how much an AU it gets but like hear me out.

Bio!dad Jason (who finished High School and starts going to community college in Gotham)

Bio!mom Jazz (whose going to a fancy college in Gotham for psychology)

They talk, click with each other, date, sleep with each other. Etc. But due to Jason's night life, and Jazz wanting to pretend nothing was weird about Jason (she wants something normal) they break up not to long after. She returns back to Amity Park for summer and finds out she's pregnant, tries to call Jason but his phones been disconnected. Some intense Red Hood things went down and he had to put himself into hiding. He thought he'll see her again for the next school year but she never came back.

(Due to Jason having been dead and Jazz being exposed to ectoplasm all her life they both kinda seek each other out in the city)

Or they meet in High School, before Jason dies, due to an exchange program. They meet, find things in common, debate over Jane Austin works, fall for each other as their frists, and be dumb kids in a big city one night when Jazz tells him she has to go back to Amity soon (aka going out, drink a few drinks, slept with each other)

(Due to Jazz exposure to ectoplasm and something in Jason's bloodline (before death) that let him come back from the dead they were both drawn to each other in ways they couldn't explain.)

She goes home, they keep in contact for a few weeks before it suddenly stops. Jazz finds out she pregnant not long after, she didnt think she was pregnant for a while due to cycle always being off due to ectoplasm exposure. Tries to contact Jason but no luck. During her pregnancy she tries a more few times but when news announced Jason Todd Wayne's death she is hurt and devastated (she knows Jason's wishes, they spoke about maybe a future one night cuddled together after reading books, to be a better man than his birth father ever was if he had kids). She tries getting into contact with Bruce but due to his own grief he refuses to speak with her until she gets a cease and desist.

She gives birth to their kid. And sends one last update, she's been using his old email address as a diary/emotional support for her grief, telling Jason about their kid. How much they look like him. How she wishes he'd be there to see them grow up. She finishes high school even while pregnant (if anyone can do it, it's Jazz) and goes to a college for psychology while taking care of her kid. (She tries not to leave her kid with her parents for too long, she loves them but she knows how they are)

Few years later, Jazz and her kid return to Gotham under fake names, hiding from her parents. Due to both Jason and Jazz's unique blood work their kid is very... ghostly so to speak and Jazz had found her parents trying to experiment on her kid after they saw them using ghost powers. Needless to say she got them out and ran. Jason has no clue they're in the city until he saves them one night from a mugging... and that same phantom call of otherworldly hits them and their kid hard.

Now as for Danny in this, he could be the cool uncle that's been teaching his nephew/niece how to control their powers, also helped them escape from Jack and Maddie and is keeping them off Jazz and her kids heels. And he totally punches Jason when he meets the guy who got his sister pregnant and ghosted her.

DANNY IS THEIR KID. Either one works. :]

Danny being Jason's son, Danny being Jazz's son! If we go this route we can have Sam and Tucker keeping the elder Fentons off their tail cause Jazz tutored them in exchange for babysitting Danny, whom they both liked cause he was a funny kid and saw his powers a few times. (Sam always fighting for peoples/animal rights against discrimination and Tucker emotionally seeing Danny as his nephew and both were angry that the Fentons tried to hurt this kid for being partly Ghostly)

Jason finding out about the kid being ghostly and about Jazz trying to contact him after finally logging into his old email (he's pissed at Bruce when he finds out everything), Bruce FINDING OUT he's got a grandson and missed out on being a granddad for so long due to him not wanting face the person who made Jason smile so much before his death, Dick and Danny being punny with each other, Danny asking Tim about the stars cause he's been to space before and asking if he could teach him how to skateboard (he also tries to steal Tim’s teenage year clothes cause I feel like his and Danny’s taste are very close out of them all), Damian and Danny bonding over Cujo who followed Jazz and him from Amity Park! (Damian totally does the, "I've had Danny for a few hours, if anything happens to him I'll end everyone in this room. Then myself." After a few hours) Little Danny bonding with Alfred at every chance! Danny taking naps with Cass and trying to copy her silent movements! Having fun with Steph! Bonding with Duke for being the only super powered batfam!

.... then Vlad comes looking for Jazz and Danny/her kid cause Jack and Maddie told him about what happened and he has plans to take the young halfa and raise him as his evil heir. Cause you know, he's an old fruitloop that wants an heir just like him.. the Batfam won't be happy about that though.

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haitaniapologist · 2 years ago

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GLIMPSE OF US. ( chapter eight. )

pairings — bonten!sanzu haruchiyo x assassin!female!reader

word count — 4.5k

chapter song — glimpse of us, joji.

warnings — (there's a lot in this chapter, so let me know if i missed any!) a child commits a vi*lent act against an adult, mentions of pr*stitution and t*xic relationships,

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it has been three weeks since you last saw your husband.

you first thought it would be fine — he would be away for five weeks on a mission for bonten, a pretty dangerous one. he didn't want to tell you what it was, but you managed to extract some things from takeomi. apparently, he and kakucho were in shanghai tracking down some guys that used to be part of bonten but ditched the gang to a growing one in china, and were selling information about them in the worldwide underground. mikey sent his two best men to make sure the job would be done perfectly, but that meant you were husbandless and sachi, fatherless.

even though sanzu facetimed you and sachi every day, putting her to bed and talking to you until you fell asleep — on his side of the bed — it wasn't the same thing.

he was a drug to you, almost. you felt as if you were experiencing abstinence — you were addicted to his warmth, to his voice, to his smell. you couldn't function properly if you didn't fall asleep between his arms or wake up with his head on your neck, and you couldn't even breathe properly, knowing that maybe he would never come back to your arms.

it wasn’t fair, was it? when you finally accepted your feelings for him, trying little by little to act on them — when you finally opened yourself to love without feeling guilty about a now dead boy, this was what happened.

it was funny, how you started to think about haruchiyo when haru was taken away from you.

their names even looked alive — but the sweet haruchiyo from your childhood, the boy who won a teddy bear for you so you wouldn’t be afraid inside haunted houses with his sister, the boy who always made sure that you had something to eat during middle school, the boy who learned how to braid long hairs, so you wouldn’t cry wanting to feel beautiful like the other girls in your class, was dead now. and your husband would probably be going to meet him soon, and both of them would die without knowing your feelings for them.

but with haruchiyo, you didn’t know what love was. you were just a kid, a kid whose parents didn’t even love each other. how could you know what you felt for your best friend was?

now you knew, though. and you should’ve told your husband about the true nature of your feelings before he went, and maybe he would’ve stayed. maybe one of the haitanis could’ve gone with kakucho, and not him. because what hurt the most wasn’t just your unsaid feelings, no.

sometimes, you looked in his eyes and found glimpses of what you and haruchiyo could’ve been, even though that wasn’t fair to sanzu.

sachi was suffering, too, just like you, and you didn’t know what to do to ease her little heart.

the bond between you two only grew and got stronger while sanzu was away. you only had each other now. she woke up and went to sleep at your side, only staying away when she needed to go to school. but summer vacation was arriving, and you didn’t know what you would do to make her happy — you weren’t her father, and you couldn’t replace him. it didn’t matter if your hugs were the warmest or if you pampered her face with kisses the whole day. you both needed sanzu back.

school distracted sachi, and work kept your thoughts away from your husband.

you were working more as bonten’s assassin, and you knew about the rumors — that the red queen had returned. you didn’t like them, not at all. although you used disguises while killing people, now you had someone else to protect. if anything happened to sachi, sanzu would for sure kill you. and you wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself, too.

such thoughts prompted you to hug her tighter.

she only snuggled herself even more between your arms, and you sighed. you two were waiting for sanzu’s nightly call, and he was late. you tried to pretend you weren’t nervous — sachi only knew her father went on a business trip. she didn’t know how dangerous such a trip was, how her dad was walking inside the enemy's lair. you wished you could live in the same ignorance as her, and it brought to you a small sense of normalcy. you could pretend your husband was traveling when the other moms asked where he was when it was needed, but at night it was when everything crashed down.

both you and sachi were startled when your phone rang, and the little girl quickly answered it. “papa!” she exclaimed, eyes glossy with tears seeing her dad’s face. you smiled at the screen, brows a bit furrowed, seeing some bloodied cottons on his bedside table. was sanzu hurt?

“my favorite girls. how i missed you two.” his voice held more emotions than you ever heard on facetime, and you were sure something happened.

you let father and daughter talk about everything and anything, with a soft smile on your face. haru listened carefully when sachi told him everything that happened on her school day — how she and shouta found an injured bird and helped it, with the help of their teacher, to be healthy again; or how kiyoko showed her a new way to tie her hair. the smile on his face was adorable, and you couldn’t help but take a few prints.

you two put sachi to sleep, and you gave her a kiss on each cheek — haru only saying good night and blowing kisses. but as soon as you were out of her room, you squinted your eyes at him. haruchiyo groaned. he knew what was coming.

“why are there bloody cottons on your bedside table?”

he waited until he could see you were inside your room, away from sachi and her curious and prying ears. “i got stabbed.”

such pain couldn't compare to seeing your eyes shining with tears — because of him. he knew that he probably had been more the source of your tears than your smile, but such a sight always had an effect on him. ever since you two were children. seeing you crying always made him want to hold you between his arms and protect you from the person who was doing that.

“but it's fine now.” he tried to reassure you, smiling. it was hurting still, but seeing you sad hurt him more. “kakucho was the one who stitched it, i trust his medical abilities.” you nodded, without strength to say anything. you knew how dangerous the life of a gangster could be, but haru couldn't die — if not because of you, then for sachi.

“sweetcheeks.” he called your attention back to him, a small smile making his scars look like little balls. “i will come back to you, even if i need to crawl from under my grave, alright?.”

—

aya thought a shopping trip would be good.

and it really was, at first. sachi and shouta were inside the mall's day care, and your heart clenched, needing to leave her there — you knew you were only being overdramatic, but you were already overly sensitive. sanzu was in a stage of his mission that he couldn't facetime every night, and you missed him like nothing before. it felt as if someone took away a piece of your heart. but sachi looked happy playing with shouta, and that was what mattered.

aya took you to her favorite stores, and you bought everything that caught your eyes. from clothes for you, to toys for sachi and even ties for your husband, at the end of the afternoon, you had more bags than you could carry. at least aya had bodyguards with her, and you two giggled like schoolgirls seeing them carrying them for the both of you. if the younger you knew what you were doing, she'd never believe it. it was too good to be true.

and it really was, when you noticed why your heart felt more heavy than usual.

an unfamiliar woman was standing inside the daycare, a scowl on her beautiful face and rage drilling from her eyes. she looked familiar, somehow, and your heart beat fast seeing the grip she had on sachi's shoulder. was she trying to kidnap your daughter?

or…

“i am this little girl's mommy! i can't believe you're denying a mother the right to take her daughter home!” both sachi and shouta looked terrified, and sachi's body was shaking with sobs. you were petrified — it was your nightmare, wasn't it? sachi's biological mother coming back, even though she was allowed to do so. you knew you weren't the little girl's real mother and you made peace with such a fact, but seeing the woman who birthed her so close made everything more real.

“mama!” you were brought back from your epiphany by sachi's screams, running to find her in the middle of the corridor. you hugged her the tightest you ever did, hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. you never saw her looking so terrified, and you wondered what that woman did.

you already despised her.

haru never told you much about her, leading you to think it was senju — but it clearly wasn't. you didn't have the time to actually feel relieved that you weren't stealing your best friend's old life, scowling back at the other woman. you noticed aya on your side, shouta hugging her legs. the daycare attendant gave you a panicked look, and you just smiled at her. you were an assassin and bonten's number two's wife, you would make sure she would never bother sachi again. “baby, what happened?” you whispered calmly, hand wiping away the little tears falling from her green eyes.

“that woman tried to take me away, mama! saying she's my m-mommy.” you nodded, encouraging her to speak. a small crowd of people, that you didn't notice before, was getting shooed away by aya's bodyguards. the woman tried to approach you and your daughter, but they stopped her. “and i know i d-didn't came from y-your belly, mama, but my m-mommy is you!” she hid her face on your neck and started to sob again. you had an idea of what she told sachi, and it made your blood boil. couldn't she see she was hurting her daughter? sachi's biological mother didn't have a place in her life anymore. “not her, mama! you’re my mommy!”

“it's okay, baby, mama is here.” you whispered on her hair, trying to rock her body to calm her. but before you could take a step away from the scene, it was time for that woman to put her hands on your shoulders.

you dodged her hands with grace, a frown adorning your face. “i don't know what your story with my husband and my daughter is, but i can be more dangerous than sanzu.” you smiled up at her, so sweet that it was almost sick. “don’t test me.”

“you know very well she is my daughter.” she spat, venom dripping from her lips. you felt numb — even though it was a poisonous one, you didn’t feel anything. you kept reminding yourself of that every time you remembered the circumstances of your marriage, but sachi’s little hands clutching your shirt told you otherwise.

as selfish as it sounded, sachi already made her decision. and it was you, she had chosen you over her biological mother.

you kept the smile on your face, hands still trying to comfort sachi. she wasn’t sobbing anymore. “mama, i want to go home.” she whispered, green eyes pleading with you. it hurt you, knowing she was suffering. you understood her — your father was in your life since you were born, but he was so distant that it seemed like he abandoned you and your mother as soon as he discovered her pregnancy.

“i guess sachi made her choice, miss.” you stated, turning your body to aya, walking towards her. she only nodded to her bodyguards, and you could hear the woman’s indignant screams. sachi only clutched to you harder.

“i love you, mama.” she whispered.

“i love you too, baby.” you whispered back, giving a tender kiss to her cheek.

mikey would need to do you a favor.

—

“i can’t believe that woman tried to take sachi away.” takeomi’s shocked voice echoed through the kitchen, and you giggled, a pan filled with freshly made pasta in your hands.

he took his mission to have dinner with you and sachi every two days since sanzu went to shanghai, and you appreciated his gesture. sachi was fond of her godfather, and you knew his presence eased her heart. he wasn’t sanzu, of course, but since you were little, takeomi had been a comforting presence in your life. “she even had the nerve to make me seen as the wrong one in the story.” you added, taking the sauce from the cabinet. “don’t smoke inside my kitchen.”

“sorry, little one.” you rolled your eyes at the childhood nickname, cheeks heating up. you probably still had the remnants of a childhood crush on takeomi, even though your heart was filled only with sanzu now.

you tried to not think too much about it. “i know it isn’t your place to say anything, but do you know what happened between haru and that woman?”

you watched as takeomi inhaled more smoke, giving him a disapproving look. “she was a prostitute.” it wasn't a surprising thing, after all. “only wanted the baby so she could live a good life as sanzu's wife, she didn't love him or the kid. but as soon as she noticed he was only going to be a father and not a husband, she left sachi with him after some nasty words.” you nodded. that was why he was so mad when the vice-principal tried to compare the two of you?

it was her loss, though. especially with sachi — she was better without her in her life. only god knew what would've happened if she was the one raising the little girl. you couldn’t imagine what would be her life if she grew up with her mother, but without her love.

“you're a better mom to her than she'd ever been, y/n. don't worry your pretty little head over it, okay?” takeomi got up, helping you with the last touches of dinner and putting the table for the three of you to eat.

when everything was finished, he patted your head. “sanzu is really lucky to have married you, isn't he?”

you giggled, cheeks red again. soon sachi joined the two of you, excitedly telling her godfather what she did in school. even though everyone was trying to have a good time, you three knew someone was missing.

that night, you went to sleep looking at the prints you took of sanzu and sachi the other day.

—

it was supposed to be an ordinary day.

you woke up with sachi between your arms, made breakfast for you both and helped her get ready to go school. there, you chatted with aya for a bit, before you two went separate ways — you needed to buy some groceries, wanting to make a special sweet for sachi. then you went home, worked out and trained with your knife, took a bath, and made lunch. after you ate what you cooked, you went to sachi's school again, bringing her home, hearing her telling you everything she did. at home, you helped her bathe and get into comfortable clothes, and you two started to bake some cookies.

everything seemed normal. now, you were with her sitting on the sofa, the cookies in the oven, watching her shark cartoon.

the doorbell rang. you frowned — you weren't expecting anyone, after all. and something inside your chest told you that there was danger knocking on your door. you wouldn’t be able to ignore your gut. the red queen always told you to always listen to it.

“baby, wait here, okay?” you smiled at sachi, the doorbell ringing once more. “if anything happens, go straight to your room and lock your door, then call uncle omi or uncle jiro, okay?” it wasn’t the best thing to say to a five-year-old, but sanzu told you he always made sure sachi knew how to defend herself if his enemies were to attack. she nodded, and you only walked to the door when you took sanzu’s gun from its hiding place.

you didn’t hesitate to aim the gun at the person’s forehead, as they didn’t hesitate to make the same you. it was obvious. someday he would appear.

“boss.” the word tasted strange in your mouth not being directed to mikey, instead to the man who made your life a living hell since you were a kid, again. it was foolish of you to think you would ever be free of him — he would come back someday, and you knew it would be in your most vulnerable state. your husband wasn’t home to help you, and you needed to make sure that filthy man wouldn’t do anything to sachi — either kill her or take her to be an assassin, just like he did to you many years ago.

“this isn’t a good way to welcome your father figure back, my dear.” his words tasted of venom, and they almost made you nauseous. it was funny how he was right. for many years you saw him as a father, a man that cared for you — until he let you see your mentor bled out and die in front of you, with the sole purpose of you taking her role. “marriage life is treating you so well, red queen. i can’t believe i didn’t walk you down the aisle.”

a scoff left your lips. “oh, did i hurt my poor father’s heart? oh, wait. you don’t have one, do you?” you knew sarcasm wouldn’t make you win against him, but you hoped making him talk would give sachi time to hide herself in her room and call takeomi or mikey. you knew you could handle yourself against him, but only if you didn't have any worries inside your head.

but before the boss could reply to you, he let out a scream — a knife was craved on his chest.

“i told mama i would protect her from you, mean guy!” sachi shouted proudly, and you let yourself be shocked for a few seconds before turning to kick your old boss again. he almost dodged it — after all, he was the one who trained you and he knew like the palm of his hand your fighting style — but you still managed to make him stumble.

however, you were proud. proud like a mother seeing their kid finishing school or riding a bike. “go to your room, sachi! mama will handle this!” you shouted at her, smiling before dodging a punch, taking a deep breath. you watched from the corner of your eye as she ran away, your boss’ gun on her hands.

“the little girl would be a good red queen, don’t you think?” the boss teased, a smirk on his face. “she managed to stab me and steal my gun. aren’t you proud?”

you were, of course. but the same time you hated yourself for bringing such a situation for her to witness. why couldn’t you be a normal woman? someone who wasn’t an assassin, someone who would never make her go through that. a punch to your belly was what made you return to your senses.

the boss and you fought for a few more minutes, until you managed to spot your gun on the ground — that you never felt dropping from your hands in the first place. he apparently didn't notice it too, and you took him by surprise by sliding to it after you dodge a kick. you didn’t hesitate to shoot, aiming at his heart and head. he fell to the ground, not unconscious yet, and you sat on top of him.

“this is your end now, boss. no more kidnapping little girls, and especially not my daughter.”

—

when you called mikey, saying you had a dead guy inside your house, you found surprisingly how quickly he believed you. takeomi was already on his way, because of sachi’s call, but you wanted to inform your boss first. you thought he deserved to know beforehand another one of his enemies was dead, and he seemed quite pleased by it — ending the call saying he always knew you were the perfect match for sanzu, since you were kids.

that left you quite puzzled, but you didn’t have much time to think about it. takeomi soon arrived, asking worriedly about what happened. you tried to explain while you two entered sachi’s room, and she promptly jumped on your arms. her little sobs broke your heart.

“i thought you were going to die, mama.” she admitted, face hidden on your neck.

despite everything, you smiled. “and leave you alone, baby? never.” you promised while takeomi made calls to have the body taken out of your house without the police knowing. it would be better — no officer could know what happened inside the house. the blood stains would be a pain in the ass to get rid of the mat, but takeomi promised to buy you another one.

it was already nighttime when he left your home with the body of your old boss, giving both you and sachi kisses on your foreheads. he wouldn’t be able to stay for dinner, unfortunately, so you ordered pizza for you and your little girl, watching happily as she ate her dinner.

“baby, can i ask something?” you asked when she finished her second slice, wanting a bit more. she nodded, and you continued. “how did you know that man was a bag guy?”

“papa showed me his photo. he said that if i ever saw him, i could throw your knife at his heart!” she answered excitedly, mouth full of cheese and dough. you couldn’t help yourself and not giggle, even though you knew that it was a bit wrong. sachi was only a child, she wasn’t supposed to injure a man at such a tender age. but she was the daughter of an assassin and bonten’s number two, and you knew that sanzu only said that to her to protect you two. “i’m glad i was able to help you, mama. i love you so much.”

you felt your insides warm. “i love you too, baby. so much. you changed mama’s life, you know?”

she giggled, coming down from her high chair to sit on your lap. you didn’t care, finishing eating the pizza with her between your arms. everything was perfect, besides the fact your husband wasn’t with you — you and sachi missed haru so much that it almost hurt.

but that changed when the door to your house opened.

at first you were a bit startled, hand instinctively reaching for a knife. maybe it was retaliation for the boss's death? you knew almost all assassins were blinded by his ideology, and maybe some of them were trying to seek revenge and continued his work. but the happy squeal that left sachi’s lips made your heart beat quicker.

“papa!” she cried, jumping from your legs to jump on her father’s arms. you couldn’t believe you were seeing him — haru and come back earlier than you thought. it was scheduled for him to return only next week, and you didn’t know what happened to make him return sooner. but you were happy, happier than you’ve ever been since he left. it was almost like the sun returned to shine in your life again.

you ran to him too, his arms open to welcome his girls. you nuzzled your face on his neck, sighing happily, your hands clutching his back to make sure he was real and you weren’t hallucinating. you didn’t even notice when the tears started to come from your eyes, bur your husband and sachi held you while you cried your heart out. you never noticed how relieved you were for him being alive — you have already lost so many people, from your parents to your best friends, and you couldn’t lose him too.

how would you be able to live without haru? these almost four weeks were like hell to you. if you lost him forever, you didn’t know what you would feel — or even be. to be sanzu’s wife had become a vital part of your being.

“i’m back.” he whispered in your hair and sachi giggled. “i missed both of you so much. there wasn’t a day that my favorite girls didn’t cross my mind.” haruchiyo admitted, arms tightening their hold around you and sachi. as soon as he heard the news from takeomi's mouth — that his house had been assaulted by your old boss — he ran to return home. he took the first flight available to tokyo, arriving in time to give your old boss the final blow and end his life.

he never found such pleasure in killing someone before.

haruchiyo wanted to kill that man since you first told him about what he did to you. he had hoped that you were having a good life — that your father had cleaned himself and started to give you the love you deserved, and that your mother was more kind to you. that you’ve found a good man to be at your side. but when he saw you inside mikey’s office, looking as small as you never did, he wanted to kill the one who made you look like that. and he had the chance — even though he only pulled the trigger, he knew that now you would be safe. even if not between his arms — how could you love him now? —, you deserved to sleep without the fear of being attacked.

but your words took him by surprise. weren’t you happy to see him? “why don't you go put sachi to sleep, haru? i'll be here taking care of the dishes.” he felt as if you were slipping away from his fingers again.

you broke free from his arms, missing his warmth already, but you wouldn't be able to control your emotions being that close to him. it would be better if you gave him some space first — haru didn’t knew how much you loved him, and you were afraid he wouldn’t take that very well if you showered him with kisses and touches.

haruchiyo nodded, begrudgingly, taking a few steps away from you. “good night, mama!” sachi whispered, kissing your cheek after her father withdrew from you, and you smiled at them.

“good night, baby.”

however, in a swift movement, sachi was on the ground and you found yourself trapped between your husband’s arms again. he said nothing, just looked at your eyes, before claiming your lips in a kiss. haruchiyo hoped you could feel you much he loved and cherished you, how much he missed you and your warmth, just by the way his tongue explored your mouth.

he broke the kiss and you whimpered, earning a smirk from him. “i’ll finish what i started, sweetcheeks, don’t worry.”

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boldlyvoid · 3 years ago

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36 Questions to Fall in Love

Summary: When Derek bets Spencer that he cant make someone fall in love with him in a week, he doesn’t expect Spencer to marry the girl the next day

warnings: strangers to lovers, blind dates, betting, talks of: drug use, drug addiction, abusive marriages, rape, sexual assault, abuse, attempted murder, mass shootings, parental death, love confessions, elopements, opposite of slow burn

word count: 8K

A/N: this is based on a request I received a while back about this article

Derek was a betting man, to say the least. He knew Spencer was from Vegas, he also knew Emily couldn’t say no to a challenge and that Rossi had enough money to burn. Betting at work was the best way to have fun when he worked there, and now he can’t stop.

“I’m not saying con a woman into loving you, I’m saying let us find a girl and let’s see if she can fall in love with you, take a week off from work and just spend time wooing her, and in a week, me or Emily will hit on her, if she turns us down for you, then you’ve won.”

Derek explained it like it was simple, and yet the mere thought of being set up with someone was horrifyingly nerve-wracking. But he got Spencer to agree… unbeknown to him that he had another bet going on the side.

You see earlier that day he was invited to Penelope’s apartment, her younger sister was moving in for a little while and they needed a big strong man to help move the boxes. And like Penelope, Y/N was really chatty and overly friendly really fast. It was like he’s always known Y/N Garcia.

She explained to Derek how hard it was in California to find good men who want someone to love them, she’s tired of guys thinking she comes on too fast, she wants someone who wants to settle and have kids and be a dad. Not a Vain narcissist who only cares about what the city can offer him.

“The last guy I went on a date with literally ran when I mentioned I read a New York Times article about 36 questions to make you fall in love… I just want a person to love? Is that really so hard?”

A lightbulb goes off in Derek’s mind, and Penelope almost reads it.

“Spencer.” They both reply with the same cheeky grin.

“I bet you, you could be as insane as you say you are and he’d still be in love with you by the end of the week.” Derek teases, and the way she smiles shows just how interested she is.

—

Woo her.

The words have rattled around in his brain every second of every moment since Derek said he found a girl for him.

She was free on Saturday, all Spencer had to do was tell Derek where she should meet him and all Penelope had to do was not mention to Spencer that she had a sister, it was up to Y/N when Spencer learned that fact.

She’s already there at the restaurant when he arrives, he’s not sure what he was expecting when Derek said he found the perfect girl but it wasn’t this. He was thinking it was going to be a joke, that either no one would show or Derek was hooking him up with some hot blonde who was way out of his league.

She was beautiful in a nice dress, her makeup was stunning and she looked so content sitting there, waiting for him. Starring her ice water with a straw, she wasn’t paying any attention to the room, she barely knew he was there.

“Hi?” He said softly, not wanting to startle her.

“Hi,” she beamed up at him, that same unsure look on her face. Neither of them was expecting anything from the other, but they were pleasantly surprised.

“Spencer Reid,” he says, actually extending a hand to shake her’s because it’s the chivalrous thing to do.

She reaches out her hand, watching him take it and kiss her knuckle softly, she’s so surprised. “Oh, um, Y/N Garcia,” she whispers the name and his eyes go wide.

“Garcia?” He panics a little, sitting down in the booth and facing her as her face drops at his reaction.

“Did he not tell you I’m Penelope’s sister? I knew Derek was up to something,” she looked like it was all too good to be true, upset almost.

“He didn’t, he probably wanted you to tell me, I mean this all so we can get to know each other,” Spencer shrugs it off, interested in seeing why Derek picked her of all people.

“I guess,” she smiled again, “so what do you do?”

“I work with Penelope, I specialize more in psycho-linguistics and geographical profiling.”

She nods in approval, “I’m a high school English teacher.”

Spencer laughs lightly, “what’s that like?”

“Interesting to say the least, especially in California. Every kid there wants to be on TikTok, no one cares about reading any of the books I ask them too,” she just shakes her head. “I’m worried about the next generation.”

“Me too, it’s almost alarming how many kids are unsubs,” he agrees. She’s so easy to talk to, he’s suddenly not nervous anymore and the waiter is coming to take their order.

He never even opened the menu, “what looks good?” He asks Y/N, nervous and she can tell.

“I think I’m going to have the lobster, let’s go all out?” She shrugged again, both of them feeling more adventurous than normal.

“I’ll have that as well,” Spencer smiled, keeping eye contact with only her as she handed the menus back to him.

They ordered sides and appetizers, stuffed mushrooms and fresh bread, it was amazing. They traded small facts about each other, Spencer noticed a lot of Penelope’s quirks in her, she was very friendly and kind and funny. She loved to tease him and make him laugh, his stomach hurt by the time their lobsters came out.

“I’ve never done this before,” she admits, putting on her bib and holding the claw cracker in one hand.

“Neither have I, but I think it’s fairly simple you just need to apply the correct amount of pressure,” he demonstrates by picking up the crustacean and cracking it at its weakest point before twisting it open.

He’s surprised he did it, so is she as she copies is movements and struggles a bit. “You got it, come on,” he encourages her as she squeezed so hard her hands shake but the shell does eventually crack.

She smiles like she just won the science fair, overly proud as they stare at each other. Enamoured already by just how cute the other was.

“So, what do you do for fun outside being a fed?” She teases between bites.

“I like to spend my time finding new things, I tend to go to the same spots often but I’m always looking for new places. I like the theatre, the old cemetery is nice, I’m excited for the new phantasmagoria to open this fall,” he explains all his interests as he cracks away at his dinner. “I just like to try and appreciate what’s out there, after everything I see.”

“That’s really nice, I’ve always wanted to go to a phantasmagoria actually, science magic is the best kind of magic,” she says it like it’s nothing, almost embarrassed by the interest.

“Me too, I love magic,” Spencer lights up, “I can actually do some magic, hold on.”

He digs his NA chip out of his pocket, showing it to her quickly before making it disappear and reappear behind her ear and she was so smitten, “how the heck?” She asked as she reached for her own ear, shocked at the fact he could do it.

“Do you always keep a coin on you for that?”

He thinks about it for a second, not knowing if he should tell her or not. “No, I keep this on me for support.”

He places it on the table, she picks it up instead and inspects it carefully, “2 years is a really long time, I’m really proud of you.”

He feels like he falls in love with her in that moment, she places the chip back in his hand and smiles, “it’s not easy to admit nor recover from, it’s something you should be really proud of Spencer.”

“Thank you,” he blushes, “um, is there anything else you want to know about me?”

She bites the inside of her lip as she thinks, “actually I was reading an article the other day that said there are a list of personal questions you can ask someone and by the end of all of them you should be in love with the person.”

He thought it was a good opportunity to take a sip of water, upon hearing the word love he realizes it was a mistake. He chokes lightly, coughing as he puts the glass back down and apologizes.

“Love?” He repeats the word.

“I’m going to be real honest here Spencer, I don’t date to get my heartbroken, I date to find my life partner so if you’re not interested in marriage or kids one day tell me now,” she’s very stern about it and he can tell she’s gotten her hopes up and heart broken before.

“I want that too, I just didn’t expect you to be so upfront about it,” he’s honest, because clearly that’s what she wants from him. “What was on the question list?”

“Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?” She asks, remembering the questions easily.

“Wow,” he takes a moment to think about it, “alive or dead?”

“Sure, why not,” she shrugs.

“Probably biological Eve,” he comes to the decision rather quickly. “I’ve always been fascinated with the fact all humans can be traced back to one single women. I’m sure she was amazing, it must have been so interesting being the first women on earth.”

“That is the coolest answer anyone has ever given me,” she smiles, “I think I’d be boring and have dinner with Julia Roberts.”

“She’s a very talented actress,” he smiles, recognizing the name from Penelope’s movie nights. “Um, I have an eidetic memory, do you have the list I can just read it once and then we can spit it back and forth easily.”

She looks at him with wide eyes and a growing smile, “yeah hold on.” She takes out her cellphone and pulls up the article before handing it to him.

He reads it quickly and then hands it right back, she was amazed, surely it was a joke? “Would I like to be famous?” He repeats the next question to himself.

“No,” he’s very certain. “I’ve had some encounters with psychopaths who think they are my biggest fans, perfect match or my only rival, and it’s not fun. I’m sure being adored is lovely, but I don’t like the attention if it’s not from a good place.”

“So you want praise but you don’t want a stalker?” She dumbs it down slightly with a smile, “I definitely don’t want to be famous because I don’t like other peoples opinions about me.”

“That’s incredibly fair.”

“Before making a telephone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say?” She asks the next one.

“If it’s for work or my mother, yes,” he answers it completely honestly. “I prefer not to make phone calls, so when I have to make them I typically spend the day before panicking.”

She smiles, “well, if you ever need someone to call tech support and pretend to be you, I am really good on the phone.”

“Like Penelope?”

She nods, “we spent a lot of time talking on the phone when she moved to Virginia for your team.”

“That must have been really hard, I’m surprised she hasn’t mentioned you yet?”

“I’m not really her sister,” she smiles, “I wish I was. I met her during a really abusive relationship and I didn’t feel close to my parents anymore, so my old name didn’t feel right either. Penelope and her brothers were the closest thing I had to family, so I took their name after my divorce.”

“That’s beautiful,” his smile is so soft, she wonders if he feels the same about Penelope.

“What do you consider a perfect day?” She moves on before she can pry into his personal life further, just to pry into his personal life further— in another direction.

“Nobody dies.”

“Even the bad guys?” She squints as she asks it, wondering if that was an appropriate topic for the first date.

“I’m not a fan of the prison system, and I’m really not a very big fan of suicide by cop, let alone lethal injection,” he explained. “Just because you’re a murderer or a psychopath doesn’t mean you have to die too, there is rehabilitation and a way to keep them sane and alive while keeping people safe. I just hate when people die.”

“Me too,” her smile is sad, “my perfect day would be having my parents back, I’d like to show them my degree and go out for ice cream and give them another hug.”

“We should have our perfect days back to back,” his voice is low, he was nervous to say it. “Cause then once you bring them back, I stop people from dying and they can stay forever.”

He sees her heartbreak as the tears well in her eyes, “that would be nice.”

“Um,” he clears his throat and then takes a sip of water. “When was the last time you sang to yourself, or someone else?”

“I was singing in the car on the way here,” she smiles with a sniffle, “I sing a lot actually. I’m always humming or tapping as well, if my mind is wandering then it has to make some kind of noise.”

“What is your favourite thing to hum?” He can’t stop himself from asking it, “I personally do the muppets, duh duh nanana, manamanah.”

She laughs again, and a tear slips out as her eyes close. She hurries to wipe it away, “I often find myself doing the teletubbies song, you know; ‘Tinky-Winky, Dipsy,’” she sings the words before humming the tune to match.

“That’s a good one too,” Spencer is really enthusiastic suddenly, the way he would be with Penelope. He was really comfortable. “If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?”

“Mind, because that’s how you keep a good body. If I can keep the strength and willpower to get up in the mornings and go to work and remember why I love being alive, I’ll be young forever,” she answers like it’s rehearsed.

“I was going to say I’d want my mind too, but the way you said it is a lot more elegant,” he teases. “My mom has Alzheimer's, you were honest about wanting kids and you should know that's genetic. I can also pass on schizophrenia and any other mental illness, like depression, bipolar disorder and most definitely anxiety—

“Spencer,” she reaches across the table for his hand, “breathe, that’s not scary to me. My grandma had it too, I’m not optimal gene-wise either.”

He takes a deep breath, “Sorry.”

“It makes you real to react like that, I don’t mind seeing that side of you. Fake strong men and men who compensate are the worst, in my opinion.”

“Mine too,” he agrees. “I am an anxious worrier, I barely sleep, I’m terrified of the dark, I have PTSD nightmares about my short stay in prison, and I cry a lot when I’m alone.”

“It was a mistake clearly? The prison stay, that is.”

“Yeah,” he nods, moving to the next question. “Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?”

She laughs through her nose at the switch topic change, “well until I was 19 I thought my husband was going to kill me, then I thought maybe it would be myself, now I’m content dying in my sleep when I'm old.”

“It is ever-changing,” he agrees. “I have died before.”

“What did it feel like?”

She doesn’t ask how, she knows he was sober, she knows he’s been to prison, she knows he’s an agent. It wasn’t a surprise. Penelope even almost died once before, it was an unfortunate part of the job.

“Warm.”

“Like soothing warm, like drinking a hot chocolate, or that uncomfortable warm like being in a hot car?”

“Like a hug.”

Her lips purse, she hums a bit. “Yeah, my answer stays the same.”

“Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.”

“You like to learn,” she smiles again. “You enjoy the mysteries and the horribleness of the world because it keeps you grounded. You love your mom.”

“We love Penelope, our hearts have similar scars, life has been mean to us for no reason,” he adds 3 more for good measure.

“What are you grateful for in life?” She asks the next question.

“I’ve never said this before,” he prefaces, “but found family. If it wasn’t for my team, no matter who was coming and going over the years, anyone who has had my back. Anyone who loves me in any capacity. That’s what I’m grateful for.”

“We’re not even through the first set of questions and I can see why everyone loves you,” she admits. Moving far too fast, doing exactly what Derek wanted from her.

To scare him and see if he still stays.

“Can I tell you a secret?” Spencer stops the questions, “I can’t continue if I can’t tell you this.”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

“Derek and Emily bet me $20 that I couldn’t get someone to fall in love with me, he wanted to set this up and then hit on you in a week and see if you picked me over him, and it feels like a really shitty thing to do to you. It’s making me feel like you’re an object more than a person and I feel really bad about it.”

She just laughs and he has no idea why. “He bet me that I could be as insane as I am with most of my dates and you’d still want to stay with me after a week.”

“You’re not mad?” He worries, by passing her words and the implications of it all.

“No, did you truly mean how you feel?”

“Yes…”

“Then I accept your apology, you’re really kind Spencer. I believe you when you speak, I trust you,” she explains her reasoning and he settles once more. “You’re the most real man I’ve ever met, I think.”

“Thank you,” he smiles again, reaching out for her hand once more, “do you want to finish these questions?”

“Not really,” she smirks, “I think they were wrong about all 35 of them making you fall in love with someone.”

“How so?”

“It only took me 9.”

It’s so absurd they start to laugh, making eye contact, they feel delirious. His hand in hers, she squeezes it lightly and he never wants to let it go.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

“Sure, did you drive?” She asks.

“No, I walked over.”

She gets up from the table and takes his hand once more, “well, are we going to mine or yours?”

“Are you living with Penelope?”

“Yours it is then,” she teases, bumping his shoulder. This was going to be fun.

Spencer pays for their meal and meets her out front, he gets in her passenger seat and gives her the directions. “Do you want to finish the questions on the drive?” He asks.

“Hmm, well, 11 is a long one, if you want to start telling me your life story in graphic detail? Or we can jump to 12 and you can tell me what super ability you’d like to wake up with?”

“Have you ever watched star trek?”

She’s not expecting that, it makes her take a double-take, she laughs lightly, “Yeah, why?”

“Deanna Troi can sense peoples emotions, I think that would really help with my job,” he explains it easily. “And in times like this.”

“I can just tell you,” she offers, pulling into his apartment complex, she can tell why he walked.

“You don’t have to yet, let it simmer,” he smiles softly, he’s not ready for her to make a decision like loving him when she really doesn’t know everything yet. “Come inside?”

She nods, getting out and taking his hand again for the walk inside. His house is green, and it makes sense. There are door wooden bookshelves and the distant smell of old books and spilled coffee, it’s dusty and old and very Spencer.

“Can I tell you some of my story?” She asks as she kicks her shoes off.

“Absolutely,” he follows her lead, “do you want anything, wine, water?”

“Wine would be nice,” she smiles, following him to the kitchen, “you know my favourite place to talk to someone is in the kitchen.”

“Why?”

“It's the heart of the house,” she smiles slightly, “that's what my mom used to say. This is where all the love happens.”

He loves her and he knows it already, she makes him happy and calm and if she’s in the heart of his house she might as well know all of his own heart.

“I was born in Vegas,” Spencer admits, pushing his life story past his lips before she can stop him or else he wouldn’t.

“My mom was a professor, my dad is an attorney, I have always been really smart and not so athletic, I enjoy chess and reading and I had big thick glasses as a child. My mom participated in a murder and my dad covered it up and that ruined their marriage but they blamed it on her schizophrenia when he left. And then I was left to raise her when she was supposed to be raising me. I cared for her until I turned 13, I left her during the weeks and my aunt would make sure she was okay and I would travel back and forth from CalTech and Vegas on the weekends.”

She can see the exhaustion on his face at just remembering it.

“I got my licence at 16, and then I took her car and it was easier. When I was 18 I put her in a sanatarium and sold her house and took a road trip with my friend to Virginia to go to the academy. He didn’t like it after a week and asked me to go with him to New Orleans and I didn’t— I met my mentor and joined the BAU instead. I was kidnapped and drugged by a man with DID… I died and then his personality switched and Tobias brought me back. I had an addiction to Dilaudid for a few months after, then I got sober after visiting Ethan in New Orleans.”

“Was he good to you?”

“Wonderful,” he smiles, “he was my shoulder to cry on for a long time and I didn’t realize how much I needed him in my recovery until we got a case and I had a reason to see him. I missed a plane and ignored my friends to just be with him. He’s the reason I got clean, not anything else… he told me that I was too special to hate myself, and he was right.”

“He was,” she smiles. “He sounds lovely.”

“And then, the first time I saw my mom after putting her in the sanatarium was because she told parts of our case to a man who lost his daughter, and he did a lot of messed up stuff… like he shot my co-worker. She was another special person to me—“

“I’m so sorry.”

He smiles, “she lived, don’t worry. I loved Elle, she was amazing but the bureau didn’t see that. She was a broken toy to them, we all become one eventually. I miss her a lot.”

She walks into his space and wraps her arms around him, giving him a hug as he rests against the counter, she makes no attempt to move back. Holding him in the heart of the house, close to her own. He holds her back just as tight.

“Maeve, she was another person I loved who got shot, she died. I see her sometimes when I sleep, she visits me when I’m in the most need. I’ll always love her, but she’s gone. The only other woman who claims to have loved me was a psychopath who is dead now too, she framed me for murder, had me drugged, kidnapped my mother and the list goes on and it’s not pretty. In prison she had a lot of bad things happen to me, I have scars that will never heal and a part of me was lost but I’m okay now.”

They have a moment of silence in the middle of their stories, she absorbs it while preparing her own, rubbing his back as her cheek stays pressed to his chest.

“I was born in California, my parents were high school sweethearts, they made me at prom. Learned that from the scrapbooks,” she laughs against his chest, “they were great and then they died when I was 14, it was a mass shooting at a mall, and I went to a foster home. I married the oldest son in the home after he groomed me for a few years… I met Penelope when I was 20 and she helped me get divorced and back on my feet and her brothers protected me.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry you relate to loss.”

“It's the one thing that unites us all, really,” Spencer’s voice is barely a whisper. “When you think about it, we’re all born and we all die, the only difference is how we fill the middle.”

They never get to that bottle of wine he mentioned, she pulls back and asks the next question as she drags him to his bedroom. “If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future, or anything else, what would you want to know?”

“If I get to have kids.”

She drags him into the room and closes the door, “that was going to be my answer.”

“Is there something that you've dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven't you done it?” He asks as she starts to take her clothes off.

“Sleep beside the love of my life.”

“I’ve never woken up beside the love of my life,” he replies with a soft smile and follows suit, getting undressed down to their underwear before climbing in bed.

“Greatest accomplishment?” She asks as they settle in, laying her cheek on his chest once more.

He takes a moment to think of everything he’s done that has been good, and one really stands out. “there was a case a few years back, we found a bunch of kids who went missing and returned them to their families and gave answers to the families of children who didn’t make it. Days like that feel like a reward.”

“Getting divorced,” she pushes the words out quickly.

“Most valued friendship?” He asks, knowing she doesn’t need to explain herself.

“Penelope.”

“Derek.”

“Most treasured memory?”

“When JJ placed her son in my arms and told me I was his godfather,” his voice is hushed and she knows it’s because he doesn’t want to cry. “It's the closest I’ve gotten to being a father so far.”

“I got an end of the year present when I was first starting out, this girl told me that I was the reason she enjoyed reading again and it was the reason I started teaching, I’ll never forget her. Tammy Brownlee, she graduated in 2009 and we’ve been Facebook friends ever since.”

“Most terrible memory?”

“My parents dying.”

“You’d think mine would be dying right?” He asked, she nodded against his chest, “it was actually being held down by 3 men, getting a sock shoved in my mouth while they beat me.”

She kissed his chest softly, “I’m sorry, I know that feeling. Mind you, he was only 1 man, it’s not a good feeling.”

“If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?”

“If it’s definite; not like a chance or a cancer statistic, if it’s like this is the day you die no ifs and's or butts, then I’d just continue as normal and have 1 really awesome day right before,” she smiles against him. “Make the most of it all.”

“If I was dying a year today, I’d ask you to marry me.”

“Already?” She laughs, thinking he’s kidding.

“You want a nice husband and a kid? I will be good for you as long as I know you, and I’ll have as many kids as you want me to help you make.”

She’s silent as she thinks about it. “What does friendship mean to you?”

“Someone who is there for you even when they don’t want to be, even when it’s hard,” Spencer whispers, thinking about his friends.

“It means hacking the government and voiding a marriage and changing someone's name so they can escape,” Y/N whispers. “don’t tell the feds she did that too.”

“What roles do love and affection play in your life?”

“I crave it and hardly receive it, but I give it out like it’s a sample at costco,” she snickers at the example she gave. “It’s something that people have always admired about me and yet it’s also the thing that scares people away. When I love, I love hard and it’s full and annoying and you will feel suffocated sometimes, but just tell me when and I’ll back off.”

“I don’t know how to ask for what I need,” Spencer whispers. “But I need someone to love me like that.”

“The next one is to alternate 5 good things about each other,” she rests her chin on her hand as she looks up at his face in the darkness, “soft.”

He pauses for a moment, bypassing the easiest one and saying pretty, instead, he says; “you’re honest.”

“You’re very caring,” she replies.

“You see beauty in the world still.”

She smiles at that one, “you make the world beautiful.”

“You are beautiful.”

“And you’re handsome, that’s my 4th,” she keeps track in her head.

“You’re true, to your heart, your promises, everything.”

“And you’re real, you see the world for what it is and you don’t try to change it for the better. You want to make it manageable,” her explanation is the longest one yet. “Was your childhood happy, and do you feel close with your family still?”

“I write to my mom every single day and I drop the notes off weekly, and no,” he doesn’t want to cry, but he feels like he might again. “It was liveable, I made it.”

“Mine was happy until I was 14, then I was alone, I have 1 living aunt and she is strange but I get a card from her every Christmas,” Y/N adds. “I’d like to think your lack of love and my need to fill the world with what I miss from my parents will make a really good family dynamic.”

“Me too.”

“How do you feel about your relationship with your mother?” She asks, “I think I know already, but it’s the next one.”

“She hit me a few years ago because I made her take some medicine, she hit me once when I was a kid too…” he whispers them so that they stay a secret, if they can’t be heard else where then they don’t exist in his mind. “She was a wonderful mother but the worst memories stick out the most now. She’s forgetting everything and all I can remember is how hard it’s been on me, like a bad son.”

“My mom was my best friend, and I still talk to her every day, I bring her and my dad around with me in my necklace,” she pulls the chain on her neck and shows him the little jar. “Mom, Dad, this is Spencer. Spencer, this is my mom and dad.”

He holds it in his hand and tips it gently, “nice to meet you.”

“The next one is weird,” she changed the topic again.

“Make three true "we" statements each. For instance, "We are both in this room feeling…" Spencer says it verbatim. “We are both feeling understood.”

“We are both hopeful.”

“We are both falling in love,” Spencer ends the feelings with the most prominent one.

“We are,” she agrees with another smile.

“Finish this,” he insists on moving forward, “I wish I had someone I could share…”

“The rest of my life with,” she whispers this time. “If we become besties, what’s something I should know?”

“I think I’ve told you all the important stuff so far,” Spencer thinks hard, pausing for a moment. “My butt is ticklish?”

It makes her giggle, “that is a good one. My sides and the bottom of my feet are ticklish too.”

“Tell your partner what you like about them; be very honest this time, saying things that you might not say to someone you've just met,” Spencer reads the question back from memory, “don’t be afraid to be too honest.”

“I like that you know how I feel but I hate that you’ve been hurt. I like how you listen to me, and I really like how comfortable you make me feel. I’m almost naked in your bed right now and I know you’d never, ever hurt me, and I haven’t felt that in a really long time.”

“I like that you are indulging me in the dream of becoming a husband and a dad one day… most people say it’ll happen but they never picture it. No one has ever said yeah id have your kids. I like that you know what you want and you’re actively looking for it.”

She moves up so she can hold his face in her hands, “only 7 more. Is it working?”

He nods, “my most embarrassing moment is the time I had a wet dream on the work jet.”

She laughs and then covers her mouth in panic, “I’m sorry that’s not funny.”

“It is, it’s fine,” he smiles. “I was dreaming about kissing this actress we helped, she actually did kiss me in the pool, so I guess it was bound to happen.”

She leans in and presses her lips against his, holding his cheeks in her hands his wrap around her waist as he holds her there. She peppers smaller kisses to his lips before pulling back, “we both cried in front of each other already today, so next question.”

“Tell me what you like about me already?”

Her hands trail his chest and down towards his boxers, he’s hard again from just kissing and she smirks, “this is promising.”

His hand on her back unclips her bra, “I love boobs, not even going to lie. They are my weakness.”

She pushes the straps down and tosses her bra aside, pressing her naked chest against his, she moves on. “What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?”

“Being called insane, saying I'm seeing things, or acting crazy, those are things I don’t like to be told because they make my anxiety worse.”

“Noted,” she smiles. “I talk to myself a lot so get ready for that.”

“Okay,” he smiles, she’s way too easy to be real.

“I don’t want to mention my last husband from here on out, I think if I get married again I will never tell anyone I have a first husband,” she’s firm in her words.

“Technically, Y/N Garcia has never had a husband,” he reminds her.

Her face lights up at the realization, “you’re right.”

“If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven't you told them yet?” Spencer asks.

“I regret not screaming at my ex before I disappeared but I wanted to live.”

He hums, understanding how it feels. “There isn’t anyone in specific I’ve wanted to tell this to, but I wanted to kill people when I was in prison. It made me really angry being in there and I let myself dream about killing people who hurt me and then I almost did kill someone.”

“Remember what you said about bad guys?” She whispers a helpful tip, “even the worst people deserve to have a chance at life. And you’re not hardly as bad as the worst people you’ve met.”

“You’re right,” he agrees. “Thank you.”

“This place burns down, what’s one thing you’d run back inside for? Outside of people and animals…” she asks the 3rd last question.

“The book Maeve gave me.”

“The girlfriend who died?” She confirms, and he nods. “If my place with Penelope burned down, I just want my necklace and I don’t take it off that often.”

“The next question is interesting,” Spencer thinks about it, “Of all the people in your family, whose death would you find most disturbing, and why?”

“I’m glad I wasn’t at the mall with my parents, if I saw them get shot it would hurt more,” she whispers. “I’m sorry you had to see Maeve die like that.”

“In a way, I’m glad I saw Maeve get shot, otherwise I wouldn’t have believed it. She never felt real to me and then she was dead…”

She just hums, “Share a personal problem and ask your partner's advice on how he or she might handle it,” she whispers the last question.

“Also, ask your partner to reflect to you how you seem to be feeling about the problem you have chosen,” Spencer adds in the second half.

“I need to find a place to stay now that I’m here, I don’t want to keep living with Penelope. As much as I love her, I want my own place,” Y/N admits.

“I think I’m in love with this girl that I just met and I don’t know if it’s too soon to ask her to look for a house with me?” Spencer pretends to sigh, “she’s super cool and I think we’d make some nice kids. I would love some advice.”

“Has she told you she loves you yet?” She teases.

Spencer shakes his head. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, too, Spencer,” she replies, leaning in one more time to kiss him.

It’s deeper this time, she breathes him in and rests her forehead against his as she breathes between them.

“How did that work?” She whispers, truly amazed at how easy it was.

He shrugs, “it’s a good questionnaire.”

“You were really honest, your heart is really pure and I would like to get to know you more, but I feel like I know everything?” She shakes her head while she talks, overthinking all the things she has learned, “I don’t even know what could be left?”

“My birthday is October 28th?” He whispers, “we have a lot to discover yet.”

—

When she doesn’t come home in the morning, Penelope knows she’s at Reid’s house. She just doesn’t expect to walk in and find them naked in Reid’s bed, out cold and cuddled together with their clothes all over the room.

It looks like something happened. If only she knew the truth.

“Oh my god?” Penelope’s voice wakes them up and Spencer scrambles to make sure they are covered by his blankets.

“What are you doing here?” Y/N shouts as she wakes up.

“I came to see if you were okay. I expected one of you to be on the couch, I didn’t think it went this good?”

“We just slept in the same bed, I promise,” Spencer turned bright red as he panicked, “we just got to know each other and talked all night, in what we normally sleep in.”

“Uh-huh,” Penelope smirks, “so I take it the 36 questions worked?”

“Perhaps,” Y/N smirks back at her sister.

“Do you use it on many people?”

“No one has made it past the first question,” she smiles at him instead, kissing his cheek as Penelope watches.

“That’s my queue to go, um… yeah, wow, I didn’t see this happening so fast,” Penelope is shocked but in the best way.

She leaves just as fast as she arrived and Y/N settles back into Spencer the second she closes the bedroom door. “You know, if she’s not going to believe us we might as well do it? If you accidentally get me pregnant then we can move fast and no one will question it.”

He laughs, “accidentally, is the key word there.”

“My parents made me at prom after crushing on each other for 2 years… I think knowing each other for 2 days isn’t the weirdest way to start a family?”

“Honestly,” Spencer lets out a sigh and her happy mood drops to a more serious one. “I was a little worried that we’d wake up this morning and you’d change your mind.”

“Why?”

“In the heat of the moment, learning everything about each other and saying I love you was really exhilarating, but I have a hard time believing it,” he admits, “not many people mean it, or stay around after they tell me they love me.”

She cuddles back into the crook of his neck and holds him as tightly as possible, wrapping a leg around him for optimal coverage, “I am staying right here, because I love you, Spencer.”

“Okay,” he whispers. Sounding like he still doesn’t believe it.

“I love you because you’re honest, you want what I want and you’re truly kind. You’re friends with my sister, you’re smart, you would make a great dad, you won't hurt me, you are really nice to cuddle with, and I know you mean it when you say you love me because it’s not a word you use lightly.”

“Are you my girlfriend now?” He wonders aloud, “cause if you really want to have a kid, I have my mom's old wedding ring in my closet, and I would rather be married to you before we do that?”

“Okay,” she whispers, tears welling in her eyes as she hides her face in his neck, “the courthouse is literally just down the road?”

“We can get breakfast together after?” Spencer adds, rubbing her back as they plan, he wasn’t scared anymore.

“Penelope will kill me if she’s not there, can we have her as our witness?” Y/N finally sits up to look at him, pulling away to sit on the bed, still shirtless.

His smile while he tries to keep eye contact with her is so funny, she giggles a little as she hides her nipples behind her palms and cups her boobs.

“I’m pretty sure she’s still in my living room,” Spencer giggles, “Penelope!?”

She comes back in then, “yes?”

“We’re going to the courthouse to get married, wanna come?” Y/N asks with an embarrassed smile.

“Yes!” She cheers, “I’ll go get you a dress!”

And then she’s off again, this time actually leaving Spencer’s apartment. “What if we don’t tell Derek, and let him hit on me next week anyway?

“Then you can say ‘sorry I have a husband,’ and he’ll body slam me to the floor,” Spencer laughs nervously, “the whole team is going to be so pissed they missed my wedding…”

She frowns, “send out a mass text, tell them to meet us at the court house, it’s their day off right?”

“You’re right,” he smiles.

This was going to be interesting.

—

Walking out of the courthouse, hand in hand, she’s in a white dress, he’s in a suit he’d probably wear to work, Penelope is crying and the whole team is waiting outside for them.

At the bottom of the courthouse steps, they all clap and cheer, throwing rice at them like an old movie, Spencer’s smiling so hard his cheeks are burning. Y/N introduces herself to everyone, hugged over and over by everyone she should have met 15 years ago.

Derek is tapping his foot, waiting for Spencer to come and hug him, “what the fuck?” He asks as Spencer steps into his space, wrapping his arms around him and shaking his back and forth.

“Nice try, I’ll give you $20 as a thank you,” Spencer teases as he pulls away. “She is perfect.”

JJ and Will are busy talking to Y/N when he turns around, Mike and Henry not far behind them. Spencer walks over and wraps Henry up in his arms, the kid was growing way too fast, Spencer loved him so much it hurt sometimes.

“Y/N, this is my godson,” Spencer introduces them, “Henry, this is Y/N.”

She gives him a big hug too, “do you have any cousins, Henry?”

“No, but I was 8 when Michael was born,” he smiles, “and I’m getting old enough to be a good babysitter?”

Spencer laughed, messing up Henry’s hair quickly with a smile, “I’m sure by the time you’re a cousin you’ll be great.”

They take a group photo outside, Spencer and Y/N in the middle, everyone was smiling. It was the first time all of them had been in a photo together, the entirety of Spencer’s found family. Now they were Y/N’s too.

She hyphenated her last name, Y/N Garcia-Reid, and their kids would share the same one. He was not only about became a father thanks to Y/N, but Penelope would also become an Aunt once more. It was like a gift that kept on giving, seeing Spencer and Y/N create a little family of their own.

—

She cried her eyes out when she met Diana. She wasn’t expecting to be so emotional, but then Diana was lucid and very welcoming and sweet.

“It’s going to be a pleasure having you as my daughter,” Diana smiles, thinking it was just a nice thing to say.

Y/N cries and holds her so tight Diana almost can’t breathe but she lets her hold her as long as she needs to, “thank you.”

“You’re welcome?”

“I haven’t had someone to call mom since I was 14,” Y/N whispers, “if that’s okay?”

Diana hugs her just a little too tight in response, “you can call me mom whenever you want.”

“Just until you become a grandma,” she whispers again as she pulls back and Diana’s attention snaps to Spencer.

“Are you trying?”

He nods, “we want kids, we’re not getting any younger.”

Diana wraps him up in a hug and he almost falls off his chair at the sheer force of it, she was so happy for him. She knew this was all he’s ever wanted; because he would be good at it, he had all this love in his heart, and he wanted to show his father how easy it is to stay.

“You’re going to be a great dad, Spencer,” she holds his cheeks as she pulls away, “I’m proud of you.”

He cried. It’s all he’s wanted from her, and now he has everything right here in this room.

—

When they find out they’re pregnant after the first try, it’s really funny to them. It was all working so well, it was a little too much for them at first. They were looking for a house, she was looking for a permanent teaching job but Spencer convinced her to wait until after the baby is born to go back.

They name her Morgan Garcia-Reid as a thank you for Derek’s little bet, and before she’s even 6 months old they’re pregnant again. By the time they have 4 kids under 5 they take a break and just enjoy their little family.

To think Derek gave them 7 days to fall in love… and then they lived happily ever after.

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The one with two Pietro’s

Pairing: Pietro x reader, Wandavision!Pietro (Peter Maximoff) x reader FORCED

Synopsis: you find yourself in Westview living with Wanda, Vision, the boys, and your boyfriend Pietro. But happens when you start to remember your Pietro and figure out what Wanda’s doing to you and everyone else?

Word count: 1.4k+

Warnings: Swearing I think. Angst. Fluff if you squint. Mind control. Forced relationship. Briefly mentions the idea of a forced magical pregnancy. Bullet wounds. Death. Grief I suppose. Mentions pmsing. The over use of italics. Kinda feel like I make Wanda a psychotic asshole. SPOILERS FOR WANDAVISION!

A/N: This was so much fun to write! Probably the darkest thing I’ve ever written, if you can really call it dark. Writing for Wandavision was a fun little challenge. Takes place in the 90′s so my title is a reference to friends, and so is a tv show character I use in the one shot. Pretend Evan Peters’ hair isn’t that blonde cause I will always see him with the silver he has in xmen and wrote him as such.

"Vision, that's not my Pietro," you mutter in horror to your friend as the two of you stand in the kitchen.

You’re not quite sure what makes you say it, but you’re glad you do when you glance at the new Pietro in the living room, he's been playing video games with Tommy and Billy for close to an hour now. He's sweet and funny, but he's just not your Pietro.

"I'm afraid not, (Y/N)," Vision's voice is sullen, but he's glad you're not in on Wanda's mind games. Unless you are, and this is just another way for Wanda to mess with him. He’s not quite sure what’s happening, but he knows from what you’ve reminisced in passing to him about Pietro on nights when Wanda isn’t in the room, that that’s not the Pietro you know and love.

"Oh my god," you murmur, hand coming to your mouth as little bits and pieces of memories race through your head. The genuine pain, horror, and sadness that cross your face make it obvious to Vision you're being manipulated like everyone else, even if you are Wanda's oldest friend. "My Pietro, he had an accent."

Your knees buckle when you hear his native accent saying his catchphrase in your head, 'you didn't see that coming.' Vision rushes to your side to help you stand more firmly.

"His face was longer, hair a white blonde not silver, his body more toned, and he had gorgeous blue eyes- bluest eyes I've ever seen," you grip onto Vision's arms as you imagine moments with your Pietro.

You grew up in the cell beside his and Wanda's, immediately forming a sisterly connection with her at a young age while Pietro hated you. He would tease you, pull on your pigtails, and steal some of your food on the off chance you three were eating outside of your cells. Over the years the teasing turned to flirting, and your dislike for him turned into a huge crush.

One night-a night you can normally remember with full clarity- after Hydra fell and before Ultron, the two of you were out on a walk, much to Pietro's chagrin. You were telling him about this new book that you were reading and how the characters annoyed you so because they were obviously in love but wouldn't admit it. Pietro zoomed in front of you, causing you to smack into his chest and almost fall to the ground, you would have if not for Pietro's arms wrapping around your waist and bringing you close to his toned chest.

The wind was blowing his hair into his eyes ever so slightly, so without thinking you reached up to move it out of his face and away from his eye. The small act of tenderness that you had displayed caused Pietro to give into his desires, he leaned in and his wind chapped lips descended onto yours. You melted into the kiss, clinging tightly to his biceps to ground you. One of his hands slipped down from your waist to squeeze your ass, the other wrapped more tightly around your waist and kept you anchored to him.

"I love you, Printesa, I have since we were kids," he admits when you pull apart for air, leaning his forehead on yours.

"I love you too, Quicksilver," you use the superhero nickname he gave himself when you were twelve. He grins before attaching his lips to yours once more, it was an unforgettable kiss that filled you with warmth and hope for your future.

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Vision's voice brings you back to reality, or whatever this is.

"No," your voice cracks as you remember the last kiss Pietro planted on your lips, right before he protected Clint. The memory that still haunts your dreams, seeing him with all those bullet holes and knowing there was nothing you could do to save him. "What kind of person forgets the love of their life? I'm a terrible person Vis!"

"No you aren't (Y/N)," the sincerity in Vision's voice makes you really believe him. "Wanda's doing this, she didn't want you to remember."

You gasp as another memory floods your mind. You had agreed to go on a road trip with Wanda after being resurrected from Bruce's snap and defeating Thanos. You both wanted a break, or so you thought.

Wanda had stopped right when you had passed the entrance into Westview, she claimed to be checking her directions when you asked why she had stopped in the middle of nowhere. And no matter how weird it was that she chose to stop at the border to the town and not at a gas station, you believed your best friend and sister in law because she had no reason to lie to you.

A moment later her eyes and hands were glowing red as she touched your temple. She pushed all your memories behind a wall in your brain, then filled your head with memories of a happy life with her and Vision in Westview.

She did it again when 'Pietro' showed up on your guy’s doorstep, this time filling your head with memories of him. Memories of a different first kiss, but an eerily similar first date to the one you and your Pietro had. It makes sense to you now, you and Pietro had never told Wanda the real story of your first kiss, instead telling her you had it weeks later on your first date. You had tried to keep your relationship a secret for a little because you didn't want to make it awkward for Wanda if it didn't work out.

Another thing she didn't add was your engagement and subsequent marriage to her brother. In this reality you and 'Pietro' are just dating. You have to assume that it's because it happened weeks before the battle against Ultron and she doesn't want to remember anything that close to her brother's death.

The thing about the new Pietro is that he seems to rub Wanda the wrong way, something your Pietro never did. He makes comments that you know yours would never, and Wanda always tenses up near him. This Pietro likes to show you off more than yours did, which is saying a lot because your’s used to cling to your side, praise you, and show you off in town when girls would flirt with him. Every time this Pietro kisses you it doesn’t feel right, it’s nowhere near the earth shattering kisses that you had somehow managed to remember from the deep parts of your brain.

"My ring," you shudder in horror when you realize the diamond ring that your Pietro stole from the jeweler in Sokovia is no longer sitting delicately on your left ring finger like it was before entering Westview. You hastily search your body for your most prized possession, sighing in relief when you find it hanging from a simple silver chain around your neck.

"(Y/N)," Vision says gently, resting a hand on your shoulder, it’s one of the few times he doesn’t know what to say.

"He's dead," you cry, knees buckling under your weight again. This time you catch yourself on the kitchen table, before sinking in the seat to your right.

"Who's dead?" Wanda appears in the doorway out of nowhere. She has an innocent, concerned expression on her face, but the tilt of her head tells you she'll come take your memories away again if you slip up in the slightest.

"Dr. Drake Ramoray on Days Of Our Lives, the soap opera I was watching this afternoon when you and the boys were out. He fell down the elevator shaft, and I'm apparently taking it harder than I thought I would. I must be pmsing or something."

"Or maybe you're pregnant," there's a red glint in her eyes that scares you to no end.

"Oh," you swallow the lump in your throat, and hold back the bile rising up your throat from anxiety. "I don't think so, I'm not ready to be a mother yet."

"It would be so fun though," 'Pietro' zooms behind your seat, leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek. "Little mini me's and you's running around the house with Billy and Tommy."

"I think two super human children are enough for the house right now," you let out an uncomfortable giggle. You and Vision side eye each other, both very aware that you'll probably be as pregnant as Wanda was a few days ago within the week.

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