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fountainpenguin · 5 months ago

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Riddle watches New Wish - Post #10

Some speculation and feelings now that I've slept after a binge up to "Trial or Hair-or" and took a break, before I start anything else.

I'm not sure when I can next watch episodes, so please don't reply with spoilers.

Background Characters

I was really worried about Whispers Fred. I only read a small glimpse of the story bible / concept art page a year+ ago- I was pretty sure I remembered Winn and Whispers Fred, though I would not have been able to recite their names.

After recognizing them, I was expecting them to be glued to Hazel's hip. I thought I'd find Whispers Fred and his ASMR shtick really annoying, but he's actually totally fine and doesn't bother me at all.

I'm relieved, because "Writers trying to be cool and they think kids want ASMR, and also I'm pretty sure a kid trying to look this stuff up could easily go down an online route they probably shouldn't be going down at their age" has been my mental vision for the direction this show is going for the past, like, 15 months and I thought I'd have issues with him.

I really like him now because you can tell Hazel's classmates all have their own depth and running gags, which is a great improvement on most of Timmy's classmates.

I can definitely look back and name the shticks for Chester, A.J., Trixie, Chloe, Kevin, Elmer, Sanjay, and Francis. We knew them- You could write a 'fic with them in it and no one would question the lack of other characters, because that's a great cast.

-> But yeah, we didn't really know much about personalities or what they do, and many of those characters I listed faded away in later seasons. I like how we're starting off strong. It makes it feel very planned. We know Whispers Fred has a podcast, even. Impressive.

Throwing this out here because it's still hilarious, but there are at least two kids in Timmy's class who are confirmed godkids - He sees them at Cupid's party - but they were both mysteriously absent when Doombringer came in as a sub to start fairy hunting and it cracks me up.

And that was all the depth we got to them, because it was never played up (and let's be real, they were thrown into Cupid's party from the character stockpile folder).

I like how Hazel is befriending people in her class. Some of them aren't fully fleshed out yet, but they don't need to be. We're getting enough that if I wanted to write a 'fic, I could way more easily play with the personalities of Hazel's classmates than Timmy's, and I love that.

[cnt'd below cut - Very long post, including things I wouldn't truly call negativity, but my vibe is discussing the things I like and the things that aren't working for me personally.

This post leans into things that aren't working since previous posts have been about what is working. Heads up for discussions of child abuse and nostalgic comparisons to the OG show. Proceed at own discretion

Reminder, I'm only up to "Trial or Hair-or" at time of posting this]

Would I Be Watching This If It Wasn't Claiming to be FOP?

The show is very enjoyable; let's start with that. I like Hazel. I like Cosmo and Wanda. I like the set-ups and the kids.

I like watching the show, but... It doesn't feel like FOP, in the sense that I'm not seeing the things that draw me to the original show (Like... the child abuse? Or Crocker? Or the risk of losing your fairies? Or Timmy's struggle to keep his secrets from Vicky, his parents, and his friends?)

Hazel's made a vague mention that she has to keep fairies a secret, but we have no proof Cosmo and Wanda would leave her. No memory wipes either.

Maybe it's just me, but FOP without child abuse is... a WILD concept to me. lol. Dev seems to have issues and I suspect he's being set up for a future plot that delves into them, but it's still funny that our main character is, like... chillin'. No self-hatred? No dissociative issues or anxiety attacks? No sneaking around? Are you sure you're in the right show?

Okay, I guess Dev is bullying her, but he's not been nearly as bad as Francis, who caused physical harm. Heck, Tootie caused Timmy more stress than Dev's causing Hazel. Trixie literally treated Timmy worse than Dev is treating Hazel- she was launching him across the room when he spoke to her.

I'm liking the show, and I see potential in this world where I could set a 'fic... but what would that 'fic even be about? This place is fluffy; Hazel's not struggling much and there's not a lot of meat here for me to dig into.

I'm not seeing stakes, and I'm kinda "hm" about it.

And I'm kinda worried I'm watching a watered-down show that's been made more palpable to an audience looking for found family fluff. Which is fine! ... It's just that I'm here for Fairly OddParents vibes. Where's my child abuse?

I'm nostalgic. I miss my boy who kept a scrapbook with pictures of him in therapy. I miss the jokes that the court once got involved and appointed the family a child psychologist. I miss how he broke down in front of Trixie, wailing that he'll always love her no matter what his therapist says. He had a lot going on that we never saw onscreen, only the implications, and I love him <3

This was the boy who literally froze time for 50 years and told no one; he was messed up and they were not afraid to paint him that way.

I'm the target audience for "people who like seeing tiny details from the OG show brought back," but I'm not the target audience for fluff or sweet and innocent characters, so if that's what we get, I don't think I'll get giddy about it.

And I'll be 100% okay with that because I enjoy watching the show anyway even if it's different, and I'm just super grateful we've got something nice for the series after so many years of a difficult slide.

I write my 'fics and I've made worldbuilding posts for 8 and a half years, but I rarely main-tag anything, and I have unique blog tags for each character so they're harder for people to stumble on, because I was trying to lie low and avoid fandom negativity I kept seeing when I ventured into the tags. So... as much as I'm nostalgic and as much as I have my fingers crossed for the things I want to see, I'm super grateful this show is very enjoyable and seems to be bringing a wave of positivity and new viewers into the fandom.

Let's be clear- I'm REALLY enjoying watching this show, but I'm waiting to see if it adds stuff that fits my interests, that's what this post is.

Threats to Cosmo and Wanda's safety?

I want to start by saying I appreciate how Crocker isn't Hazel's teacher and her dad is not obsessively trying to catch her fairies. Danny's parents trying to catch ghosts worked perfectly fine in his show, but I'm glad this one is a different direction. It's nice to mix things up and not fall into a previous formula.

It's hilarious that her dad is like, seriously doing his paranormal job and it doesn't even affect Hazel, Cosmo, or Wanda yet (where I've watched up to). That's hilarious.

I'm hoping that it's going to come back, because I haven't seen a strong sense that it will. Hazel's dad has speculated there's a ghost in his house a little, but he's not investigated at all and we've not seen any tension regarding this. I hope we're setting up a big plot with confrontation, but there's not enough there yet to make me believe we are, so I hesitate to trust the pay-off is there.

Unclear how Cosmo and Wanda meet Hazel in the morning. Do they stroll over? I assume not- Her parents would think that's weird. They're not in animal form because they're neighbors, so are they poofing over? Do they wake her up like they used to wake Timmy?

Thus far, we've not seen signs that Cosmo and Wanda could be in danger. Jorgen's made an attempt to take them away, which was their fault for claiming a godkid they had no right to take tbh. I don't mind taking a break from Crocker's obsessions, but I do miss the tension he brought us. I miss the danger. I miss the angst implications- This show is pretty fluffy so far, and I can appreciate it, but that's not "FOP vibes" for me.

Jorgen implied Cosmo would get hurt when he fell off a tower, but otherwise we've not seen signs that Fairies can be hurt or killed. And I don't know if that's even a thing that carried over in this universe, so I have to treat it as 0 risk of death.

It would be 100% reasonable for Hazel's dad to shake C and W's hands and ask to interview them, which is fine - It's a new vibe than Crocker, Doombringer, and Leadly and we could probably use that - but I think I'd be disappointed if that was the payoff for emotional investment of implied danger.

C and W haven't expressed any fear in Hazel's dad since Episode 1. I really liked Episode 1 - a lot of thought went into it - but the rest of the episodes seem like they're using Episode 1 as a diving board, but not circling back to what we established there. Which is actually super frustrating right now.

You hooked me! ... So, where's the stuff you hooked me with?

We're no longer getting C and W fumbling around the human world, we're no longer getting miserable Hazel, we haven't had any awkward neighbor interactions between C and W and the parents, and we're no longer getting the threats to C and W's safety. I feel a little cheated and I hope we see more threats later.

Please give me an awkward dinner party with the neighbors. Give me one of the parents coming over to borrow sugar and C and W have to poof away from Hazel and rush back home to maintain their facade.

Give me neighbors wanting to come to a party at C and W's and they have to protect everyone from accidentally wandering into Fairy World or using dangerous Fairy equipment. Give me C and W getting put in charge of a neighborhood event they don't know anything about. Give me Hazel's parents asking if C and W can babysit and they're so paranoid that they call constantly to check in while C and W try to act like everything is normal and they're not running around doing magical things.

I feel like we've given personality to the schoolkids, which is fine... but I'd love to see personality for the neighbors. To me, living in the same building as fairies who don't know how to be human is a fantastic plot set-up, and they're doing nothing with it.

In other words, I'm glad Hazel is delved-into as a character, but I feel like we've not seen anything about what's going on with Cosmo and Wanda.

-> Hazel's in her school arc right now, but maybe we'll have a summer break arc?

Here's my thought on that. Bluey does a really good job of balancing what's going on with the kids and what's going on with the adults. Yes, the show focuses more on the kids, but it's always clear what the adults are doing, like Bandit trying to talk to his friends while Bluey complains about him taking too long, and Bandit feeling sad when his friends leave so he can take care of Bluey.

Early in the series, we see the kids playing in the park ("Shadowlands") while Chilli and her friends talk about TV shows they like in the background. There's a constant sense in that series that Bandit and Chilli have interactions with other people- Heck, we even get an episode of Bandit struggling to make a new friend (and struggling with Bingo getting in the way of that).

I'm not getting that here. C and W do have personality, but do they have friends? Or coworkers? Or stakes? I didn't see a lot of depth to their brief interaction with Jorgen, nor does Cookie seem to be someone they know in any way.

For this show to win me over, I need them to interact with their neighbors and environment in a way they're not currently doing. Right now, they're just giving Hazel magic... but I'm starting to think they could be sexy magic lamps. I don't remember struggling with these feelings in the OG show, although back then I binged like 4 seasons before making any posts.

- It is not to their favor that they can easily spend an episode in object form and just chill. We used to have Crocker trying to sniff them out even in object form, and I kind of miss that. And yeah, they're retired, but I hope we get to see more character depth and relationship involvement in the future. - In the early season, we had background conversations like Wanda trying to lure Cosmo to the doctor, Wanda explaining to Cosmo that their "special alone time" wasn't meeting her needs and she wants more snuggles, or Cosmo being a pushover when Wanda's dad came around, or Cosmo sneaking his mom into their guest room, or Wanda blatantly telling Cosmo that she still thinks Juandissimo is intriguing. I miss the up and down of that dynamic. It's nice to see them fluffy, but... they're kind of flat. I liked the mail scene and how Wanda hugged Cosmo after he rescued Hazel in Episode 1, but again... it feels like most of their characterization happened in Episode 1. I have my fingers crossed we'll get some of that in the future, like Cosmo and Wanda cheering each other on when they learn things about the human world, or Cosmo sacrificing himself to save her from the Pixie takeover, or showing that when he stands up for his family, he's extremely powerful. tl;dr - I hope we get Cosmo standing up for Wanda. I'm glad they love each other, but I'm not seeing a lot to interest me in their ship. I'm more interested in Hazel's parents, tbh. They've got stuff going on in their "breadwinner therapist vs. paranormal investigator" vibe. And they play with Hazel and hold hands in the background. They're cute, and I want more of that for C and W. - Actually, Timmy used to get called out by his classmates for being "That weird kid who talks to inanimate objects." There don't seem to be any risks for Hazel yet. - If you were to ask me what the biggest threats are to this godparent relationship, I'd say it's either Cosmo and Wanda overstepping past Jorgen and upsetting him, or Hazel's dad finding out. But I'm not sure we're going to push those plots further, which saddens me. Holding out hope, though. - That is actually hilarious I don't see Dev as a threat to her right now, since that was Remy's whole thing. Good for him? Like, he's mildly annoying her in the background, but he's not a true danger at this time. - Jasmine has implied she's sus about Hazel, but it's been brushed off twice without her investigating. I don't think we're delving into it more, which is a shame. I want Jasmine to be weirded out.

Episode 1? Absolutely not lamps- Cosmo and Wanda were involved, they had depth, and there was tension. And the other episodes are fun, but their personalities have taken a backseat.

You can tell there was a ton of thought put into how Cosmo and Wanda interact with the human world in Episode 1. That seems to have gone away now, and they're even in reboots of their old outfits instead of their human disguises, so... it's nostalgic, but I kind of wanted to see how they'd changed over time. If you're going to give them new outfits, why not use them?

If C and W were, presumably, aging while on their time travel vacation that lasted 10k years and they look the same, what on earth was Jorgen doing that makes him look so aged after just a handful of years? I'm unclear where we are in the timeline.

We've had some nice Cosmo-Wanda-Hazel moments (like the seahorse and princess game where they were playing together), but I'm thinking the "Cosmo and Wanda nitpicking at each other" problem has been solved by taking away their conversations with each other- they're really just here to talk to Hazel.

That's fine, I guess. I just want to see more of them interacting with each other. Because I miss them.

It reminds me of when I critiqued Sparky vs. Chloe, because I felt Chloe fit really well in the dynamic while Sparky was interacting with Timmy, but not really Cosmo or Wanda. Chloe was a great balance of changing the entire dynamic (so was Poof).

I feel like this will probably change in the future when we're not pushing the "Gotta show Hazel is a well-rounded character and focus on her above everyone" direction, but since I'm liveblogging, I need to cite where I am and what I'm looking forward to.

I'm not seeing enough fairy biology going on. I like what Cosmo gave us regarding stretchy skin, but... what is life like for these people? Do they have to avoid touching humans?

Do Cosmo and Wanda pay rent? Do they pay taxes? Do they know their neighbors? Do they see other kids and get nostalgic for their past godkids? (I have to assume yes, since they took in Hazel).

-> I like the implication in "A Dinosaur in Dimmsdale" that Cosmo and Wanda have been around long enough to be familiar with the special event held at that time. I'd like more of that, but also deeper. And maybe that's asking a little much since the show is for kids and of course it's focusing on the kid... Idk, maybe I'm reading into this too much.

I like how Cosmo has twice struggled to hide his crown. That's a step in the right direction, but unfortunately I can't remember if his second time was also in the first episode.

That first episode was beautiful- everything I wanted. But the others don't meet the expectations and story hooks that lured me in.

I think what I'm trying to say is that my vision of Cosmo and Wanda in New Wish relies heavily on what I got from the OG series. I don't think I've seen much in New Wish to give them enough personality to stand their own.

I'd really like to see Juandissimo or Mama Cosma shake things up. I think by this point in the OG series(?), we'd seen them split in "Dog Day Afternoon" and "Apartnership." We knew Wanda wanted to be an author, we knew Wanda had friends in town, we knew Cosmo was a mama's boy, and we knew they were goofballs who were rarely apart and would totally crash into things when they were looking at the other.

We also knew Cosmo and Wanda had issues with being mistreated ("A Wish Too Far"). They were also goofballs who struggled to pass as human ("Transparents") and joke around ("Tiny Timmy"), and they'd make their own assumptions even if they weren't what Timmy expected (Stealing an alien prince in "Spaced Out" instead of making their own monster). Cosmo even pretended he was about to explode in "Same Game" to joke with Wanda, so she didn't believe him when he was actually close to exploding.

AGAIN... I am not far into New Wish. On one hand, it's great that Hazel's not mistreating Cosmo and Wanda, so we don't need an episode like "A Wish Too Far." I think we'll be getting more depth later in the series, but I'm liveblogging my thoughts so we can see if my opinions change.

-> I don't feel like we've learned enough about Da Rules. They were a big deal in the OG series and I'm very unclear on what Hazel does or doesn't know. I'm unclear which of the Big Rules are still in play. In the OG Season 1, Cosmo and Wanda had to grant wishes when Timmy talked in his sleep. I'd like a bit more of those rules showing up here.

-> Unclear to me if Cosmo and Wanda stay in Hazel's room at night.

I just still think they're a little "sexy lamp" for me and I want this to change. As annoying as they were (affectionate), I'd love to see Mama Cosma, Big Daddy, Blonda, Schnozmo, or Juandissimo mix things up. Because Cosmo and Wanda both have drastically different reactions to each of those people.

Maybe that's what's missing for me, because I've been writing 'fics where they ARE interacting with these people, so I'm used to seeing them have to juggle other people? In which case, that's unfair for me to judge, lol.

Blonda only had 2 episodes I think, and one of them was a cameo where she wasn't interacting with Wanda. It'd be super interesting to see her return and play a role as large as Mama Cosma's or something. I miss her too.

I am REALLY looking forward to seeing more of how Antony plays into Hazel's life. It's incredibly obvious that she cares for him (even sleeping in a bunk bed and wearing his hand-me-down shirts), so that's fantastic.

tl;dr - Cosmo and Wanda are just kind of there (imo). I'm pretty sure the episodes after the first would be basically the same if Hazel had no fairies, but was a witch who could use magic on herself.

I'm not seeing anything that makes me say "Yes, this definitely needed to be a show about godparents and not just any show about kids with magic." Give me a reason why we couldn't have a show about Hazel being a witch, having spy gadgets or tech, or having a genie. I want Fairy World! I want misery!!

Fairy World and Jorgen

I'm putting my faith in the idea that we'll return to Fairy World. I can't imagine that we wouldn't, but I have to say, our first glimpse of it didn't look too magical or dramatic.

I like how the OG series sets Timmy up as believing Fairy World is glittery and magical, so Cosmo and Wanda must goof off all day. In reality, Fairy World is big on rules and discipline. I think we take Jorgen for granted as a character since he's been around for 20+ years. It's easy to forget how funny it is that we have a big, buff, military-attitude fairy bossing people around a glittery magical world. That's hilarious!

Think of how "Old Black Magic" gives us a street made of playing cards or how "Odd Squad" gives us purple grass and cars without wheels. Some of their streets float and twist around each other. Their world should look "exciting and unfathomable to the human mind." We haven't seen the Rainbow Bridge either, really.

I have no drive to revisit Fairy World after "Department of Magical Violations," which was the 2nd episode. It didn't look magical or fun. You can tell Jorgen still has his characterization (Being strict but also liking to party), but... he wasn't contrasted against the magic of fluffy Fairy World. Without the contrast, he's just a guy.

I hope we see him again and he gets another chance to show his depth, because even though I went in knowing full-well who he is, I felt like we weren't given enough. I don't even remember seeing his giant staff.

-> He debuted in short episodes in the OG series, so it's not an issue of not being double length. I just think he wasn't utilized as well in such little time.

Give me the guy who used to turn Cosmo into a monkey during drills. Give me the guy who uses a jet pack because he cut his wings off. You don't even get to see his back in his debut, so it's totally possible new viewers might think he still has wings 😔

-> That might seem like a silly thing to be disappointed in, but after the effort that went into showing us details like Hazel's house number or how Cosmo and Wanda crawl across the floor, I feel like Jorgen didn't get the same fully in-depth treatment. He should be someone we're totally hyped to see, but he's... there.

-> Even in Season 0, we were introduced to Jorgen in a way that subverted expectations: the big, scary fairy who was such a contrast with the idea of a friendly godparent was intimidating his godkid (making him wish to live)... AND he's dating the Tooth Fairy. I just haven't had expectations subverted yet in this show and it makes me kind of sad, because that's Jorgen's biggest "selling point." He's funny in contrasting environments.

Maybe he just needs the right person to bounce off, like Binky.

I will say, I think there's nothing wrong with Jorgen not playing all his goofy cards in front of a stranger. He has a job to do and he's good at his job. But I miss him. I miss the doofus who cried for weeks when the Tooth Fairy broke up with him because she didn't like how he tried to forcibly remove Timmy's buck teeth for a wedding present.

I miss the guy who cried when he lost his job, and tried so hard at the other jobs Timmy set up for him, but he was bad at them because all he knew was to set expectations so he kept spoiling movies while selling tickets... and putting people in the hospital with his muscles.

I miss the guy who found out he was standing "in the same room as his cousin," looked at Cosmo, and then went full steam ahead into "Please let it be my invisible cousin Leonard!"

I miss the guy who used to throw pixies at his dartboard or chase them out of their own building because "He's the only one allowed to cause pain to fairies." I miss the guy who put grenades and barbed wire on pizza and gave it to a child. I miss the guy who works in his nana's cafe and covers his niece's shifts at the pet store. I wonder if he still does game nights with Mama Cosma.

I miss the guy whose idea of a good house pet disguise was a rhino in a fishbowl. I miss Jorgen. I love him, and I really hope we get to see more of his funky, goofy side, because he's such a great character.

I've only seen one episode with him, so I'm probably judging too harshly. I just think he has one of the strongest characterizations that's easy to work with because he's hilarious against a glittery Fairy World backdrop, so I miss him and I don't think the DMV was the best showcase episode for him. I'm nostalgic :(

The abuse & trauma?

I really like how the OG show plays with abuse. Yes, Timmy is an abused kid. We know this. It's made very, very clear without it being too scary for a little kid. The OG show is full of things that appeal to me as a kid (slapstick humor) and as an adult (Watching what Timmy's going through and the clever ways the show plays with the abuse angle without being too scary).

- I'm not seeing why Hazel is miserable? Which is okay, because as I said in a previous post, Cosmo and Wanda came out of retirement and befriended her of their own choice (defying instruction), so they're in a gray area with the usual gameplay rules. - I'm just unable to detect if the "godparents lose their fairies when they're no longer classified as miserable" rule is still a thing in this universe. Or "Hazel will lose her fairies when she grows up or reveals them." It's okay if those rules are gone- I'd just like to know so I can adjust my perception of what the stakes are. - Hazel avoided revealing magic to Jasmine in "Fearless," but it wasn't explicitly stated if she was told the rules or if she's just trying not to scare Jasmine with magic.

I'm a little confused that the writers for this show seem to have toned down the abuse and trauma, yet upped some present-day horror. Like, I legit would not suggest a friend watch "Fearless" or "28 Puddings Later" without a warning.

- Those were some VERY scary spiders for a kids' cartoon, especially compared with the goofy spiders from the OG canon. We had onscreen trypophobia (I think? - Not sure if there were enough holes in the cheese, but there were holes) and I used to have a friend who would've struggled with that part of the episode. And I get that swiss cheese is going to have holes- I'm just a little surprised we didn't go the route of making Jasmine a relatable character for someone with trypophobia and instead she faced all her fears as if they were nothing...? Or is that relatable- I'm not sure. I mean, it's a cartoon, so... idk what I expected. I know I wouldn't love being forced into a bloody environment, and a friend violating that after I told them no would possibly be a deal-breaker (and has been, actually, since I've had ex-friends ever since I was a kid stop caring about my boundaries and try to show me blood and/or purposely try to upset me with blood when they lost interest in me as a friend). But also, Jasmine is 10 and if she wants to try facing her fears, she can. I don't have issues with that. - "28 Puddings Later" had red lighting on the bodies and faces in a way that was a little much for my hemophobia, and I think I'm not going to be watching that episode again unless I do some prep. I was trying not to look for most of it.

It's... weird? Usually the Hartman shows go fine for me, although "T.U.F.F. Puppy" has like 2 episodes that jump my hemophobia, but they were... not drawn-out like this. Those were legitimately spooky things to watch (Saying this as an adult who wasn't genuinely scared, but was analyzing the execution and comparing it to other cartoons I watch). I think that's a great thing that sets the tone of the show... but that's not the tone I really want?

It's totally fine for New Wish to be its own thing, but it's not the FOP that drew me in years ago.

- I want more psychology- and trauma-themed underlying jokes, like Cosmo panicking when Timmy's parents babysat Poof because "Those two have no idea how to raise a child!" followed by panning over to Timmy. - I want more bits like Timmy standing up to Imaginary Gary and saying "When I was 8, I learned what a real monster was like" and introducing Gary to Vicky. I want to be asking "Kid, are you okay? Hey, what was that??" and gushing over implications. -> I've seen the tiniest taste with Dev so far, but not enough to catch my interest this early on. I'm hoping that goes somewhere, but if I'm struggling to see the depth in Cosmo and Wanda, I don't have the highest hopes. Like, childhood trauma was a huge thing in the old show (I would argue it's the main theme), and every time those glimpses of Timmy's genuine struggles came up, I lost my mind. I'm not seeing that with Hazel. I like this show for the magic, sure, but I really liked this show for the underlying trauma themes that made you want to explore character backstories with a 'fic. And I'm sure there are plenty of people who want to explore Hazel's relationship with her brother with a 'fic, and Dev seems to have stuff going on, but Hazel doesn't do for me what Timmy and Chloe did. I discussed Timmy above, so let's talk about Chloe. Chloe had serious mental health struggles. She had multiple dissociative spirals. She committed fraud. She broke into Timmy's house to steal from his dad's toy collection because she was jealous. She lied to authority figures for literally no reason except to make herself look better (Not even to cover up magic- She just straight-up lied). When she was upset, she would pull all-nighters and plot revenge (And that was like, her 3rd episode). She lived in denial even when things went wrong. She also wouldn't stand up for herself sometimes, so Catman pushed her around. She also stole from Kevin Crocker while he was passed out (lol), went on power trips, bribed people (including Crocker) to like her, sold out her friends for extra credit, backstabbed Timmy by turning him into a monster who couldn't speak so he couldn't unwish the wish, and it was very clear why she needed godparents. This child mostly raised herself on Fair Bears cartoons for 50 years of the frozen timestream. She has parents who are rarely home, and when they are, they completely violate her boundaries. Timmy literally has to stand up to them for her at one point because she's spiraling into her second dissociative episode since her parents came back to Dimmsdale- she was strugglin'. Chloe's canon is that without Cosmo and Wanda, she would've led a gang (giving us one of my favorite lines in the series, "I can't believe you found 6 kids with eyepatches"). She couldn't handle watching kids for 1 day without screaming at them, calling them "monster children with evil in their hearts," and making them so miserable, all 3 kids got assigned godparents. At the end of the series, she nails Crocker's bed to the ceiling. She's... a lot. On some level, I enjoy that Hazel is not suffering abuse right now. Hazel is very likable, but I feel like the show is going for a different vibe than what I'm looking for in an FOP show. I miss the trauma undertones. That's why I like this show and why it's deeper for me than many cartoons. This is a show that's been a massive part of my life for 8.5 years, so... I miss those hooks that draw me in. I hope we get something like that for Hazel (or Dev?), but I'm not seeing anything that would draw me into this show if it weren't advertised as a continuation of a show I already really liked. It reads like a show I would put down and walk away from. Well, things did draw me in, but... I don't see them being carried through.

And going back to "Fearless" and "28 Puddings Later," I get it, about the spook factor. It IS pudding. I get the joke we're making here, with how funny it is to think of it as a zombie apocalypse. I'm totally onboard- It's not them, it's me. You just can't make my brain settle down, because it sees what it sees and I have to deal with that.

This feels like FOP without all the things I like about FOP.

I'm just... Where's the kids' show I liked to fawn over because it was fluffy and slapstick on the surface, but secretly playing with trauma underneath? I enjoy the ride New Wish is taking me on, but I think I'm only watching this show because of its FOP connection. If this were some non-reboot (just a brand new Nick show about a kid with some kind of magic), it would be kind of "meh" to me so far. I don't think new viewers or kids would be bothered at all, but I miss the OG.

New Wish kind of gives me Star vs. The Forces of Evil vibes. I enjoyed that show's first season, so I don't say that as a bad thing- I just mean "Star had her own wand and didn't need godparents." Except Star got to explore the responsibility and danger of having a wand and Hazel's not giving me that either.

I like how we've gotten callbacks to the OG series. I get excited by the references and I'm very grateful we finally have a reboot that's taking the show seriously and with love. I hope we can lay it to rest when New Wish is over so it ends with a pleasant memory for people.

I like it, but it's not one of those hidden gems I've stumbled on in the past that I've gotten hooked on (Ex: I randomly stumbled across the Carmen Sandiego 2019 reboot, All Hail King Julien, and Kick Buttowski, and every single one of those blew me out of the water as a hidden gem I fell in love with). But... I feel like I'm watching New Wish more to avoid the risk of someone spoiling it for me (and because I want to see allusions to past episodes) than because I'm truly captivated by it, which is a shame.

I love it as a reboot, but I don't think I'd watch it as some standalone show that just dropped. And that's probably fine, because it's not trying to be a standalone- it's trying to be a nostalgic reboot with a fresher take, and that's totally okay.

- But consider... Send the toddlers back to Lightning Walrus Hell while Foop begs to be spared and frantically tries to claw his way out of the vortex after Poof's been vaporized, then rewrite time so they never existed. THOSE were stakes, and THAT was the messed-up stuff I love. lol. - (Do not actually do this- new things are good and if Poof and Foop had to relieve their own childhood trauma regarding the Hocus Poconos, I would die. Also, that was the Season 8 finale and New Wish is only in its first season with chill episodes, so it would be wild to expect that much drama straight out of the gates. Also, it takes time to establish things before we can have that kind of drama. I'm willing to be patient.)

I will say, I do think we're matching some early-series vibes. We had episodes in the early days where Timmy bonded with his friends, and I really like that Hazel's taking her time to meet new friends (something we didn't get to see with him until Mark Chang's Season 2, 3, and 4 appearances). I think that's going 100% fine. I like what I like, but I'm getting increasingly anxious about the things I miss.

I do feel nostalgic for Remy. I miss Juandissimo and Mama Cosma and Vicky and Mark. Nothing wrong with not pushing them in if Cosmo and Wanda have moved past that life drama, but I still want someone or something to cause tension. Shake things up.

-> They don't have to appear personally, but I miss The Vibes.

I will say, I love that Hazel hasn't had a love plot yet. We have no clingy fans like Tootie (or that newspaper girl from "Fairly Odder"), and Hazel's not in love with someone who hates her. I won't be mad if we get a romance plot, but I hope it's something fresh (and not one person pining after the other despite being told that person's not into them, which I find uncomfortable especially in a kids' show if said show plays it as cute or "kids will be kids" without going into how frustrating it is to be the person who wants to set boundaries).

-> Please let me live vicariously through a main character who's not dealing with "Just give them a chance!! :) They really like you! They may seem creepy, but they're probably nice!" vibes.

It's also really nice that no one's immediately attracted to the new kid when she's only been here a few weeks or months. It's nice that she's building friendships. If a relationship blossoms over time, that's fine, but I'm glad no one is currently in love with her and pining for dates (as in, straight out of the gates).

-> I genuinely cannot figure out who they're setting Dev up to be, so if he's a future love interest, I hope he does some serious work on himself. He's got issues and he's mean, and Hazel also seems to think he's mean, so based on my current understanding of his character vibes, it'd be weird if she conveniently forgot how mean he is and developed a crush on him. I need to see more facets of him.

But it's very funny that he follows people and tries to make bigger and better things. That's exactly what a bratty 10-year-old Dimmadome would do. And honestly... I think I can see him developing a crush on her over time. Like... I genuinely do think that would make sense for his character based on what little I know about him right now.

I think Dev is super jealous of how Hazel just arrived and is gathering friends- which I really like, because we're seeing how it takes Hazel some time to make each new friend, and Dev has the same amount of time and opportunity, and is choosing to be a jerk.

It really showcases this idea that Hazel is making an effort to learn to be nice (and even needs to learn not to try changing people to be what her brother was to her). She's working hard on herself and she's trying to make friends. She didn't show up and have people fawn over her immediately. She's here, she's nice, and she's working to understand friendship and boundaries.

And Dev, who is used to things coming easy to him or just buying what he wants, HATES that.

I think jealousy is fueling Dev right now, but Hazel IS a nice person. I can totally envision him growing more fond of her someday and letting down walls. I can tell he's important to the writers, but I'm wary he's being set up as a future love interest and I don't currently know anything about him that would justify Hazel being attracted to him because all I've seen so far is him being grumpy and her glaring at him.

-> Also, I'm getting the feeling that Dev doesn't have a healthy understanding of relationships, family life, or boundaries, and I would be afraid for Hazel.

I think I forgot to say it, but everyone's phones had a D logo implying they're a Dimmadome product, which I like.

I feel like Dev needs some healthy relationship modeling from Cosmo and Wanda (or Hazel's parents). I'll be curious to see if we go in that direction.

Where are we in the timeline?

I love that this is a show about Hazel. I'm really enjoying this- I think I'm glad we're not getting a "children of the main cast" cliche (and we didn't get a total reboot where we redo Timmy's childhood and pretend the OG series didn't happen). This is very funny for me.

Since Dale was older than Timmy, I'm getting the vibe that we're a few years before Tommy and Tammy get their godparents. So... are they gonna show up, or is Timmy gonna be single with no kids if he ever appears, which I'm betting he will eventually. Or do I have my timeline wrong?

"Channel Chasers" future is canon in my Cloudlands AU, and this is generally the accepted future for the series. Keep in mind that's the angle I'm talking from here.

Assuming CC is canon, it's confirmed Timmy has his kids really young (20 years after he buries the time capsule at age 10, his kids dig it up and they seem to be close to his age, so somewhere between, like... 7 and 10), so Timmy would've been 20 to 23.

It's not unreasonable for Dale to have his kids at a much older age, so I will totally accept Hazel being either older or younger than Tammy and Tommy; it doesn't matter to me (although if they're retconned out of existence by having Timmy show up as a childless man combined with clearer timeframe confirmation, I'll be surprised).

I also want to be clear upfront that my canon for Timmy's future in Cloudlands AU is that he has his kids with Molly ("Wishing Well"). They later split, leaving him open to marry either Trixie or Timmy (but it's ambiguous in my 'fics so the reader can decide). That way, I get to enjoy Molly, Tommy and Tammy get to be in a rough patch when Cosmo and Wanda show up, Timmy's struggling emotionally but he's not a terrible dad long-term, and fans of Trixie or Tootie can have the endgame because I don't mind. tl;dr - Timmy has been shipped with Tootie in some other spin-off media, like the "Fairly Odd Summer" trilogy. I don't treat that trilogy as canon in my 'fics, but we know from "Channel Chasers" that it's implied Timmy has Tommy with a black-haired person or Tommy's adopted, and the latter seems unlikely since both kids look so much like him. So if New Wish has Timmy show up and heavily implies he's with either Trixie or Tootie, that's totally fine within Cloudlands AU canon. But he does flirt with Molly in my 'fics and they are so cute and making her Kevin's step-sister was one of the best ideas I've ever had because it makes family vacations fantastic, so get wrecked <3

But I feel like they're really baiting us with Timmy stuff (Showing several adults that look like Timmy, but confirming behind the scenes "That's not Timmy," putting him on posters, using him as a school mascot, etc.) It's very in-character for this universe since even in the OG series, Timmy's likeness was sometimes used by other characters, but... I'm a little nervous.

Cosmo and Wanda didn't seem to look back on their time with Timmy as fondly as I would've expected. I'm glad we're getting a fun cartoon with a new person, but I hope we're not going a "nudge, nudge, Timmy was a horrible person and fans are dumb for looking at him fondly or wanting him around" angle.

-> That kid was 10, working through childhood trauma, and struggled a lot in life. That's literally the point, and expecting him to be as well-adjusted as Hazel would be asking a lot of him- Their backstories and home lives are very, very different.

I'm getting the sense that we're making allusions to the old show (even obscure ones that surprised me, like a Flappy Bob cameo, super specific Fairy interior design details, or "Terrible Twosome" throwback). The writers have done a good job of picking out the parts they liked and using them as their canon, but I get the feeling we're not going to have references to Sparky, Chloe, Roy, or Viv.

Which is fine, because I understand they were late in the series and a lot of people didn't receive them well (Me included). I just hope they're not treated like they're dumb or something to be erased from history, y'know?

I have absolutely no issues with them not showing up. I do expect a Timmy cameo someday, but it would not bother me at all if we didn't see Chloe. But like, I don't want them written out of the canon IF we specifically look back at the canon. If for some reason we recapped every godkid Timmy had interacted with and we were mysteriously missing Chloe, I'd give you a really weird look, slkfdj.

-> If our canon is that Roy and Viv didn't happen, I'm fine with that because it's a spin-off. But Chloe was mainline canon and this show has already made clear it's grabbing canon from across the whole series (including seasons as late as 9) and not just focusing on the early seasons, so... I'll just have some questions if we write her out of existence, lol.

New personalities? Anti-Fairies?

Where I'm at in my binge, there have been no Anti-Fairies. I'm expecting them to show up because it seems likely we'd get a Friday the 13th episode. I feel like the Anti-Fairies have regularly been the most popular characters of the series in the fandom and they played a big role in later seasons, so I'm sure that writers who have done so much research that they've found details I consider obscure to the average viewer are gonna give us Anti-Fairies. I can't imagine they wouldn't.

And I'm NERVOUS, lol.

So, one thing that I've always thought is that Anti-Fairies were planned to be one-off characters. After their Season 2 debut, they don't appear until Season 5. My personal thought is that Anti-Wanda got slapped with a "cheap and easy" personality without a lot of thought behind it; compare her recolored design with Anti-Cosmo's fully detailed fleshed-out design. I'm super curious to see if she'll get rebooted to be a better parallel of Wanda.

I've played her in my 'fics as being grubby to parallel Wanda's mob upbringing. I still write her with what from the outside may seem like lower intelligence, though in my 'fics I specifically have her being raised in an Anti-Fairy zoo enclosure until her young adulthood, and grew up fluent in her people's native language. It's not that she's stupid, really... She just grew up with limited contact with the outside world, so converting her thoughts for a bustling society is a struggle. I try not to make her a statement of intelligence, though she can be self-deprecating when she compares herself to others.

Like, I can literally see this going either way. I would be totally in favor of giving Anti-Wanda a reboot, because I love her very dearly and tbh I kind of prefer her over Anti-Cosmo... but I will always support taking a second look at the "idiot Southerner with a drawl" stereotype. If she gets freshened up so she's not played as so dumb, or still dumb but less Southern, I'd be fine with that. It's... not a great trope.

Nerd alert incoming - Yes, it's mostly me rambling about how much I love the Pixies & Gary and Betty because I want my feelings written down before any chance of them showing up.

-> Once upon a time, I would not have dreamed my faves might show up, but now that we've gotten a Flappy Bob cameo, I have to prepare for anything.

Okay... so. It's Anti-Cosmo whose potential reboot personality concerns me most, and for purely selfish reasons 😂. In my personal opinion, fanon Anti-Cosmo is surprisingly different from canon Anti-Cosmo. I'm pretty sure they're going to reboot him as a sexy evil villain, because that's what the majority of people think he is. Even though he's a total dork and rebooting him as a suave, confident smooth-talker feels incorrect to me.

Riddle's unpopular opinion: The personality I've seen many people portray Anti-Cosmo with in fan content feels closer to the personality the Head Pixie has than it feels to Anti-Cosmo. If H.P. were younger with the exact same personality he has in the OG show, people would give him the "sexy bad boy" treatment they give Anti-Cosmo. They just don't because he's old </3

Yes, H.P. is ALSO a goofball. He likes cosplay, breakdancing, and he's often either at a rave or bemoaning that he's not at a rave. He only has a few episodes and his love for raves and clubbing comes up in at least 3 of them. But he's the one doing the classic "evil villain" stuff like signing contracts, pulling puppet strings, torturing people with shock collars, and finding loopholes.

H.P. sets up long-term plans. He's calculating, meticulous, and he's one of the sassiest and most confident characters in the entire series. Happy Peppy Gary and Betty literally have a direct phone line to Sanderson, presumably under H.P.'s influence since he's the boss.

Like, that is explicitly canon and it's my favorite background detail in the show. The Pixies thought ahead and gave them a phone. Gary and Betty were in on the plan and knew about magic. At bare minimum they knew they were working for people called Pixies.

Sidebar: Even in their episodes before the Musical, it's implied Gary and Betty know more about magic than the average human. They had laser-eyed unicorn mobiles that formed cages. They somehow got from Florida (implied by Gary's use of the word "gator" and confirmed by this episode's script) to California (Dimmsdale's confirmed state) before end of workday, implying they returned through non-human means. -> Also in their debut episode, they literally went to outer space with Mark, were chill about it, and offered him snacks; idk what to tell you. They're my everything. H.P. seems to have meticulously set up a lot of things and it's so funny to me. -> Also this is very non-canon in the finalized series, but in the OG script of the Musical, it's implied Gary and Betty took the Pixies hostage, and also they seem to be friends with Imaginary Gary. They're heavily implied to sing his villain song with him (where he blatantly reveals he's Imaginary Gary), and it's HILARIOUS. Can you even imagine? He was their boss in that version of the script. I can't deal. That's so funny; he's like 5. Was he even paying them or did they just think he was fun? I just need all the lovely new followers I've gained since I started posting about New Wish to understand how not normal I am about the Learnatorium crew. If you've ever wondered why I write about them so much... I just think they're neat! <3 -> Btw for anyone wondering, you can find some early-season scripts on Fred Seigbert's Scribd. It's painfully difficult to navigate, so I suggest Scribd's search bar instead of his profile. For easier reading, I keep screenshots of the things I find most interesting on my blog, tagged #original script. I figure if you've read this far, you might be into quirky FOP lore, so run... be free. I think I've read them all, so all the funny moments are on my blog. There are some lovely gems in there... There's a deleted scene from "Totally Spaced Out" where Gary and Betty tried to ditch their jobs and flee to Mexico, a deleted scene of Mark and Vicky lovingly holding hands in the nursing home while he's in squid form, and a deleted scene from "Oddlympics" of Jorgen, Anti-Cosmo, and H.P. dressing up as cowboys and in dresses. Juandissimo has early lore about his fear of Cosmo. There's a storyboard for "Anti-Poof" in there somewhere.

Anyway, the point is, I enjoy H.P. a lot. Listen, I've been a huge fan of this guy for 8 years; I love him to death. He's very sassy. He purposely messes with Jorgen's head and Jorgen loses his temper over it. He jumps through hoops to do things right, he wields loopholes to do things wrong, and he tortures people because, in his own words, "It's hilarious."

-> In my mind, HE is the manipulative schemer that Anti-Cosmo often gets remembered as. Where's my sexy bad boy H.P. fanart? Surely it was someone's job to show me that /jk

And there is nothing wrong with portraying A.C. as a sexy bad boy. They can both be sexy bad boys. I'm explaining how I read him in my incredibly specific take, but others might not read him this way. A.C. does a good job of pretending to be a sexy bad boy, but I personally enjoy when he's also portrayed as a dork and I want to talk about that because it's my post.

So, honestly... I think Anti-Cosmo is scared of Jorgen. He never challenges people directly, instead using disguises or hiding behind social events like the "Oddlympics." He lets H.P. take charge in his own castle. He can barely discipline his own son (and when he does, Foop ignores him). A.C. throws temper tantrums on the ground, kicking and shrieking and breaking stuff when things don't go his way. And I LOVE him for it.

But he's not a suave bad boy in my mind, lol. I mean, he tries, and sometimes he pulls it off, but he's definitely not sweet or charming. He's a tantrum-throwing baby who yells at his wife <3 and only holds her hand during "When Nerds Collide" if you pause in time to catch it.

You know how I said Jorgen is a twist on expectations? Anti-Cosmo's whole thing is that people think he's cool and smart, but it's a façade. In his debut episode, Timmy outsmarted him very easily. It doesn't surprise me at all that Anti-Cosmo took a step back in later seasons and Foop became our main Anti-Fairy. Because it's totally in-character for Foop to go looking for trouble, and it's totally in-character for A.C. to... not do that.

A.C. is an introvert who needs a reason to leave the house. Foop likes running around, causing trouble. It's great. You can see so much of Anti-Wanda in Foop and it's funny to me.

I like how A.C. sometimes wanders off and forgets what he's doing. I mean, that's how Timmy defeated him in "When Nerds Collide"- His friends coaxed him into meandering off on his own. He charges headfirst into things despite consequences. He throws things, including his wand. He runs away from confrontation. He jumps on tables. He makes paper airplanes. His wife mocks him for having dorky X-ray goggles he bought from the back of a comic book. He's a goofball.

Again, they are both goofballs- A.C. and H.P. Every villain is a goofball: Norm spends his time out of his lamp eating ice cream and getting his dry cleaning handled, H.P. likes to party, A.C. can't sit still, Sanderson prioritizes music above villainy, Crocker is more silly than spooky, Foop is a baby who needs naps and playtime, and Kevin ping-pongs between self-deprecation and giddy overconfidence.

Anti-Cosmo does come across as a bad boy sometimes. I'll be very surprised if we don't see Anti-Cosmo's return since he's a popular character and I think people are into his British bad boy vibe, but like...

Since it's my speculation post, I just really need to say that if they change his personality so he's now super charming and sassy with no signs of the temper, dorkiness, or cowardice that's always lurked in him, I'll be sad... because I like my tantrum-throwing baby who shakes his wife up and down when he's stressed. And this man was not the sharpest tack when it came to sass, sdfklj.

I totally suspect New Wish will reboot him as a total sexy, suave villain because honestly, that's probably the way he's remembered. Which is okay, but if he does return, I will miss my silly comics-loving geek who can't stand up to a newborn, writes notes with brightly colored pens he changes every sentence, and jumps on tables during fancy dinners. He's so goofy. I hate him (/affectionate).

-> And if we bring back Anti-Fairies, but throw the Pixies aside because "Eh, they're boring," it will be a crying shame. I will accept it, but you will find me standing with a confused look on my face as I swing my hands to gesture between Anti-Cosmo and H.P.

-> There's nothing wrong with bringing back A.C. and not H.P.! The Anti-Fairies are beloved and stick in people's memories well, I'm sure. But also, H.P. is my favorite in the whole series. He's incredibly sassy, manipulative, meticulous, and hilarious.

Where else can I find an old man who drops the line "The only thing you'll be eating is my dust!" before jumping on a scooter and blasting off with a shout of "Later, dude!" Or the old man who gets distracted because he'd rather be at a rave. Or elbows Timmy in the side with a smug smile and asks if his pizza tasted better than "Jorgen's slice of pure rabbit droppings."

This is the man who danced and sang "Go me, go me, it's my birthday." It's heavily implied the main reason he's a villain is because he's too obsessive compulsive to watch the world fall apart around him. That's hilarious. He literally took over the world and the first thing he did was go home and get drunk. He's a fantastic character and I should say it.

-> I'm not gonna be mad if we get an Anti-Cosmo reboot and kick the Pixies into the sun. I'll just be /pensive emoji about it. Also, I rambled about this mainly because I've gained a surprising amount of new followers recently, and if you're new here... I just think you deserve a warning about what you're getting into with my blog. I love him so much.

In conclusion... IF we get the Pixies and H.P.'s been reduced to a dull and boring stereotype who lost his snark and love for parties, I'll be devastated and I'd rather have them not show up :')

... Also if H.P. is dead and Sanderson is now in charge because it's "the future," my head will be in my hands. If that happens, you can unfollow me right then because it's all I'll talk about /lh. I want my super sassy bossman, please and thank you.

I would miss the old H.P., but I would also be grateful for any Pixie scraps I'm given because they're my favorites. I cannot believe we got a Flappy Bob cameo in New Wish. Definitely not on my bingo board.

Well... There we go! My thoughts so far. I'm looking forward to seeing where the show goes, and I hope we get to see more of the things I want. These are very early thoughts!

Again, please don't spoil anything since I'm only up to "Trial or Hair-or," and please no grumpiness in my replies or inbox.

These are personal liveblog opinions from a long-time fan who's been avoiding spoilers since New Wish was hinted over a year ago. My opinions may change later if the show goes a new direction. I AM enjoying the show, but I also wanted to share what I like about the OG and what I'd like to see in New Wish's future.

Thanks!

#Riddle watches FOP #New Wish spoilers #Pending Hazel tag #Pending Dev tag #Dragonfly parents #ridwriting #personal #Goth Girl and Blubber Boy #The toughest tag #The bat with the hat #I'm wasp dad trash #screenshots #FAIRIES!#Long post

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fieldworm · 6 months ago

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Melody Carver 🌊🎼

Been rereading the Lisi Harrison Monster High books. There's tons to criticize obviously but it was also sort of nostalgic and there's some fun tidbits here and there.

ANYWAYS. I decided to redesign Melody. She was such a girl-next-door/not-like-other-girls self insert sort of character. I get why they added her--to sort of serve as a placeholder for the reader--but she feels super shallow and lame from a writing standpoint, so I wanted to take a crack at redesigning her and making her feel more organic.

Cont.. (design notes/process and character rambles)

In the books most of the characters look more or less human, which is a big contrast to their designs in the show/movie/doll canon. So I gave her some actual noticable monster features with the fish details. I got inspo for her legs and arms being a different color from the Madison Fear doll. (I thought it was neat looking plus she's also the only canonical siren character design we have to my knowledge.)

I also decided to give her a sort of Tumblr hipster aesthetic bc her original hoodie and sweatpants look just didn't really fit into Monster High much. I thought the 2010's hipster inspired look felt fitting as a reference to her being a Mary Sue character originally bc it reminded me of all those old outfit inspo posts you'd see circulate fandoms.

She's Greek and her birth mother is from Greece in my redesign (I don't know if she is officially Greek in the books but she's a siren so I felt like it made sense). I gave her a tanned look bc of the Greek ancestry.

She also still got the nose job from her adopted dad in my redesign. (Not that you can't tell from how I draw faces lol). It wasn't for cosmetic reasons but rather as a way to hide her monster ancestry.

She is also homeschooled now. Her family pulled her from her classes and moved from California to New Salem after kids discovered she was a siren.

As far as personality, I wanted to pay homage to the original charicterization of her by making her have major main character syndrome. Like, she is convinced she's this mega dork who nobody could ever like and that everything revolves around her.

Her and Jackson dated for like.. two months. Sometime after Frankie dumped him, before he was fully over her. I have a gag in mind where when Melody confesses about her transformation to him and she's like "Don't look at me.... I'm a freak.... How could you EVER understand what this is like." And Jackson (literally in her shoes but 10 times worse) is like "uhh.."

Like "how could a guy who's as perfect as you ever understand what it's like to suddenly turn blue for no reason.... I'm a monster......"

And he is just standing there scratching his head.

Anyways that's all for now.... VERY long rambly post sorry guys I have so much lore in my brain. Endless supply of lore. Will I write a fanfic. Maybe .. if you guys would want to read let me know :)

#monster high dolls #(me)atgutz #small artist #digital artist #digital illustrator #meatgutz #digital art #digital illustration #monster high #jackson Jekyll #monster high gen 1 #monster high books #melody carver

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So I'm not sure if this one counts as a HC, but I was wondering what self-care tips you think the Obey Me! characters would have! Maybe it's a poor prompt so feel free to skip this one, haha. :'D Alternatively, maybe what they would do to cheer up an MC who had a bad day? As a general reminder you are incredibly awesome and your writing is amazing and I always love seeing when you've posted something new!! <3 If you want any character drawings lemme know!

hello bestie if you are reading this, don't stop🩷🩷🩷

it's been years (litetally 😅 you sent me this ask in 2021, sorry for not replying sooner 😅) but i been in the mood lately to write some more again :D ((i'm so rusty though))

i absolutely loved your idea + ngl i've been re-reading your message a lot, makes me feel so nostalgic 😅🩷 I hope life's been treating you well eversince <3 hit me up if you wanna catch up 😃

Okay so first I do the self-care stuff and later i'll do the other prompt 😁

Self-care routine / tips of The Boys!

Lucifer: • His way of self-care is listening to soft piano music in the evening, next to a fireplace. He is glad to invite you! • I feel like he also cares about what he eats, trying to keep it as healthy as can be. I feel like he loves to treat himself with some good quality fish? • Appearance-wise I think he doesn’t really care as much as he wishes he could, he keeps his hair and nails nice and clean but that’s like… very basic hygene stuff.

Mammon: • His self care routine includes ordering packages at 1.24AM. • Just the excitemenet of new stuff arriving soon puts him in a better mood! • He also cares about appearance as his side job is being a model. He is not afraid to use more expensive lotions, shampoo, etc. It has to be expensive but doesn't have to be quality if you get what I mean. • Him and Asmo brush their teeth most often (up to 2 times a day) • I’m 100% sure he would love the feeling of driving aimlessly at night with his favourite music on!

Leviathan: • I feel like he is the one who needs advice on this topic. • Yes he orders stuff sometimes but he is conscious about it, it was a well thought-out decision he made. Him deserving it wasn’t really the intention. • I think sometimes he takes a long bath, by long I mean about 2 hours, and that’s pretty much it for a month.

Satan: • He learned the most from Asmo; he is very well avare of how many lotions, masks, oils, creams there are and he tried a lot of them. • His favourite are hand creams, which he uses every day. • Sometimes he puts on a face mask with Asmo but to be fair it happens like 4 times a year so it doesn’t actually do much to him. • Otherwise I think he also enjoys a rocking chair on the porch, perhaps in the garden (not where all the bugs are though!) with an enjoyable book and some non-sparkling beverage.

Asmodeus: • His list is basically endless, so just a list of some he does every day / often: • Has to wash his hair 3 times a week, uses shampoo, balm, oil and is very strict about how to dry it. • Has a lotion specific to each part of his body, except his face because you can’t have enough variety of face-serums. • Takes long baths but careful! Too long is just as bad as too short!! • Likes to sunbathe in moderation on Dia’s beach • Having his daily beauty sleep no matter what • Goes shopping on the regular

Beelzebub: • Best bet is him making his comfort food and offering you some • Works out a lot of course, a heathy body is a must! • I feel like he is also into reading personal growth books? Like how to be a better person, how to be more in-touch with you emotions, how to heal from this and that • His place of self-care also includes your embarace. Pls just cuddle with him. That’s enough of selfcare itself.

Belphie: • Ah…about self-care… • Well I guess some extra sleep counts as such? • Loves to chill under the stars, very quiet and very peaceful place to be at. It really does calm his mind • Honsetly I think he is even worse than Leviathan • Please make him brush his teeth and comb his hair • Can change a lot if you influence him though!

Diavolo:

His tips are so extravagant you can't really try them alone...

Like ah! Just go on a cruise! Have a wellness weekend by yourself! Try some rare dishes!

Thank you bby i appreciate

He does take care of his skin and body and also his mental state through working out, quality lotions and self-help books, articles.

Barbatos:

Definitely bakes when feeling like he needs self-care right now!

He is more of a spa kind of guy, though obviosly he rarely gets the chance to enjoy such things.

Honestly he functions on the bare minimum, pls help him

Simeon:

Also well-read regarding self-conscious stuff so if you need advice on it please reach out to him! As a teacher he is going to be able to explain it easily.

Not much into appearance somehow?? Like yeeeah nail, hair, teeth always nice and neat but doesn't go the extra mile.

He'd be into coloring books to help him be in a relaxed kind of state! Though that is something only Luke knows about.

Solomon:

This man is a mess regarding self-care to be frank.

I mean he usually does as he wants, that's not the issue here. He just doesn't really treat himself as priority?

Okay he does care about the basics but sometimes he skips a day or two. He genuinely forgets to brush teeth for example.

More into the spiritual kind of self-care, mental state, personality, you get it.

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Alexa

the one with the hands

5.8k words; friends to lovers, frattry (frat boy harry), tour harry, fluff and a bit of angst (something a little different than usual)

this made me really...nostalgic? so i listened to one direction for the first time in a long time and played you & i the whole time i wrote this. it was an experience to say the least.

Harry doesn’t know why he’s doing it, but he can’t take his eyes off of her hands. They look so soft and small. He imagines what they would feel like intertwined with his, or running through his hair. He’s just pathetically staring at her hands.

“Y’know that everyone can tell y’staring.” Niall says, his mouth right by Harry’s ear to prevent everybody else from hearing their conversation.

Harry just hums as some sort of acknowledgment and Niall follows his line of vision. “You’re staring at her hands?” He says with a tone of obvious confusion.

Harry guesses it might be weird to anyone else that he’s so infatuated with her hands but he can’t help it. Usually when he’s attracted to someone they look at their lips, or their eyes, imagine what it would feel like to touch their soft skin, but now all he’s thinking about is Alexa’s hands.

Alexa is one of the assistants on the tour. She gets the boys coffee, makes sure they’re ready, all the usual assistant stuff. She got the job due to a family friend that had a connection. She’s twenty and she’s trying to pay for uni, and she’s extremely shy and can’t hold a conversation with anyone for more than a minute (at least from what he’s seen.) And that’s all he knows about her.

Oh and, she has pretty hands.

It’s no secret among the boys that Harry fancies her a bit. They tease him about it endlessly and if he’s being honest he would tease himself if he were them too.

It’s pathetic how much she draws him in. As soon as he hears her small voice or smells her signature vanilla scent he feels a rush of what feels like dopamine and his mood is instantly brought up.

He seeks her out and always requests that she and only she get her what he needs when she tends to her assistant duties.

“I mean I get why you’re staring at ‘em, imagine what’d be like to get a handy with those soft ha-” Niall teases but Harry interjects with a disappointed scoff.

“Come off it. Don’t be rude.” He speaks softly and cautiously, almost like he’s worried she’ll hear their conversation even though she’s at least fifteen feet away and wouldn’t even know what they’re talking about.

“You know I’m just teasing, Harry.” Niall says, walking away quickly engaged in a conversation with someone else.

Harry thinks about how Niall is a little disrespectful for thinking about her in that way, but as soon as the idea was planted in his head, he felt his cock give a quick twitch.

“For fucks sake.” he whispers, looking down at his pants for a second as if he could command himself to relax.

“Everything okay?” he hears and his head shoots up embarrassingly quick.

He’s met with Alexa who has a smile on her face, he can see in her eyes that she’s a little confused or concerned, but keeps a smile on her face regardless.

Had she just caught him staring at his pants?

“Mhm―I’m fine just...yeah I’m fine.”

Harry doesn’t think he could be any more of a bellend than in this moment.

“I’m sorry it’s just, Niall told me you needed help with something?”

Of fucking course.

To Alexa’s surprise, he laughs. He laughs a little harder than he should and Alexa is just sitting there staring at him with semi-widened eyes.

“Mr. Styles are you alright?”

His laughter ceases immediately and he shoots her a blank look, “how many times have I told you not to call me that. S’just Harry to you.”

“Sorry, sorry Mr―Harry.” he chuckles and Alexa smiles softly, only maintaining eye contact with him for a second before she looks away quickly.

“Do you want a coffee or something? I feel weird just standing here without getting you something…” Alexa mumbles and Harry’s face falls. Her words served a (very) painful reminder that she just worked for him. She was forced to be around him. Doesn’t mean she liked him. After all she only came up to him because Niall told her he needed help with something. Harry feels pathetic.

“No...no thank you.” he murmurs and Alexa nods quickly and turns on her heel to walk away.

Harry doesn’t understand why he can’t just talk to her. Every other “employee” feels like a friend (or even family) to him. Why can’t he cross that line with the one person he wants to? ************************

Adrenaline from the concert is still running high, Harry’s heart is rapidly beating, his head is pounding (in the best way), and he feels like he could climb Mount Everest. All of that is only amplified when he sees her though. She’s running towards them quickly, clutching her purse in her hand and trying way too hard not to make eye contact with anyone.

“You guys have some sort of party to go to and I need you ready quickly.” she says, her words coming out fast-paced and rushed. Harry just smiles at her.

She’s subconsciously picking a ball of lint off of Harry’s shirt with a concentrated look on her face when his voice startles her. “Did you like the show?” he questions with a way too big smile.

“Always do.” she mumbles. “Now please go get into the shower. We have places to be.” she pats his shoulder gently and his skin ignites with the contact. She looks up at him in question and it’s only then that he realizes he’s just been standing there like a fucking idiot for quite a while.

“Are you coming with us?” he asks, trying to save himself from the awkward situation(s) he always seems to keep creating with her.

“Kinda have to, H.” she responds with a quick smile and his heart soars at the nickname/term of endearment he insisted that she call him a couple weeks ago. She said she liked it because it sounded friendly and formal and he just laughed and agreed.

“Right. See you there.”

“See you.” she laughs.

*************** The party is just as crowded as Harry thought it would be, and he’s a little more than thrilled that Alexa is clinging to him, trying not to get lost or trampled. Every time she gets nudged or bumped into, her hands, (her soft, pretty, fucking delectable hands), tighten around his bicep and he has to fight off a hum of satisfaction every time.

They get to a part of the venue that’s not so crowded and Harry grasps her arm gently, “you alright?” he asks, having to yell a little due to the loud noise around them.

She nods and smiles. “The whole point of this party is for you, you know? You’re supposed to be shaking hands and kissing babies. Go.” she says, giving him a light playful shove.

He rolls his eyes and then nods, “just yell if y’need anything, yeah?”

She nods quickly, “sir, yes sir.”

And then he’s off, venturing into the party and meeting new people.

Harry thinks this is one of his least favorite parts of the famous thing though. He loves a good party, don’t get him wrong, but that high of adrenaline he felt before is starting to wear off and he really just wants to have a good rest.

They’re on tour in Europe right now and he remembers no one will be alarmed or ask any question if he has a little bit of alcohol. So he walks up to the bar and tries to keep ordering drinks to stay awake. He realizes his logic is a little flawed once he gets to the seventh drink and can barely keep his eyes open.

He feels a soft, gentle hand on his shoulder and he whips his head around so fast it makes him dizzy. He finally focuses his vision on the person trying to get his attention and it’s none other than Alexa, with a worried expression on her face.

“Lexi!” Harry exclaims loudly. Way too loudly. He sees Alexa having some sort of silent exchange with the bartender with a slight shake of her head and a nod of theirs. Harry assumes she’s telling them that he doesn’t need anything else to drink, and he supposes she’s right. He probably shouldn’t have drank as much as he did.

Alexa manages to get him down from the stool and walk him over to the rest of the band. “He’s pretty wasted. Should I just get a car for him back to the hotel?”

“She thinks I’m pretty,” he whispers to himself.

Harry doesn’t even realize what’s going on before he’s in the back of a car. He’s worried for a bit before he catches a glimpse of Alexa, who looks at him every so often to make sure he’s ok. His heart internally jumps at the fact that she cares enough to check on him to make sure he’s not dying of alcohol poisoning.

“I called you Lexi earlier.” he mumbles almost unintelligible and Alexa’s head snaps in his direction.

“Hmm?”

“I called you Lexi earlier.” He says clearer. “I’ve never done that before. Am I allowed to call you Lexi?”

“Sure, H.”

“I like it when you call me H. Makes me feel special. Like I’m one of your friends. Are we friends, Lexi?”

Alexa feels like she’s intruding on a private moment, even though he’s talking to her. She certainly wouldn’t want anyone listening to what she says when she’s drunk. She would feel terrible if Harry woke up in the morning and was overwhelmed with embarrassment.

“Of course we are, H. Try to sleep.”

He nods slowly and lays his head down in her lap. She’s taken by surprise at first but then remembers he’s extremely drunk and is probably acting out of character. He just needed a pillow, she thinks.

Almost as if it was compulsory, she starts tangling her hands in his soft head of hair, brushing through it delicately and gently taking out knots when she encounters them.

It’s not until he moans out in appreciation that she realizes what she was doing and quickly takes her hand away, worried that the sound he let out was one of discomfort.

He finally got to feel the comfort of her soft hands, he’ll be damned if his time with them is cut short.

The second her hand leaves his hair he lets out a whine and pats the seat with his hand until he finds hers. When he feels her hand he picks it up by the wrist, all while Alexa is looking at him with wide eyes, and plops it right back on his head, humming when she resumes her movements.

“Feels good.” is all he says before the back of the car is filled with light snoring.

****************

The morning after the party Harry woke up with his head pounding. Zayn asked him at least fifteen times what was wrong and he smiled and felt warmth in his chest at the love and care his bandmate was so obviously showing, but assured him he was fine. Alexa was there first thing in the morning, knocking on Harry’s hotel room. She offered him coffee and got him into the tour bus. He was blushing profusely the whole time, but she seemed so interested in the ground below them that she barely noticed.

When they got to the tour bus the boys were all fast asleep, which figures because they’ve probably been at the party the whole time.

“Get some sleep, H. You’re probably still tired. The busses don’t leave for another hour but I just wanted to get you here.” she mumbles and Harry smiles as best as he can when he’s on the verge of falling asleep.

They bid their goodbyes and Harry gets on his bed and closes the curtains along with his eyes only to find, he can’t sleep.

It’s about thirty minutes of just sitting there looking at the curtain before he huffs and groans dramatically into his pillow. He needs to sleep. He’s tired when he has a “full night's rest” he can only imagine how tired he’s gonna be if he doesn’t.

He peeks out his curtain a bit and giggles quietly at Zayn’s arm hanging out of his own bunk, “dork.” he mumbles with a giggle (quietly so he doesn’t wake anyone.)

He picks up his phone and sees that it’s another twenty minutes before the busses leave and suddenly an idea strikes him.

Alexa is scrolling through her phone mindlessly when she hears a gentle knock on the door of the bus. Her eyebrows furrow a bit in confusion but she quickly gets up, because if someone’s here at this time, it must be important.

She quietly walks to the front of the bus and opens the door, only to be met by Harry, who has a bit of a bedhead and a sheepish smile on his face.

“Hi.”

Alexa blinks twice before she gathers the situation, “hi, H. Is something the matter?”

Harry shakes his head no, but then thinks a little about it and nods yes.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t―um―I can’t sleep.” he murmurs and Alexa frowns.

“Do you want me to make you some tea? That always helps me when I can’t-”

“Can I stay here? With you?” Harry blurts out, instantly wanting to knee himself in the balls for how awkward he’s making this.

“Stay….stay here? With me?” Alexa echoes with a confused expression on her face and Harry nods shyly.

“When you...when you um played with my hair it was nice, that made me fall asleep really quickly….do you―do you think you could do it again?”

Why oh why is he stuttering so much?

Alexa just stands there dumbfounded. Only now is she realizing, though, that all she’s wearing is a tank top and shorts. She feels a little exposed.

She holds up her finger, signaling him to wait a second, before she walks back into the bus. She throws on a hoodie and quickly walks back to Harry, whose solemn tired expression gets just a little bit brighter when he sees her again.

“Come in.” she whispers, “be quiet.”

She didn’t like feeling like she was sneaking around, and neither did he, but really what choice did they have.

So she leads him to her bunk, and they lay next to each other, his hand cautiously on her waist, and her hand tangled in his hair.

He falls asleep in under ten minutes.

*********************

“You’re pulling.” Harry whined. Harry’s hair has grown out just a little bit, and he wanted to see if it could be put into a ponytail, and of course he asked Alexa to do it.

“I mean you won’t stay still.” she responds back, a little snarky playful tone in her voice. Harry yanked his head forward just to annoy her and she giggled and shrieked “stop it!”.

“You are such a child.” she muttered and he nodded his head with a smirk on his face.

It’s been a month and couple of weeks since Harry snuck into Alexa’s bunk and slept with the comfort of her soft hands in his hair. Since then, it’s become obvious that they grew closer. They knew it and everyone else knew it. They were glued to the hip (Harry never left her alone) and Harry never wanted to go anywhere if Alexa wasn’t there.

He had a bit of a crush.

“Done.” Alexa said with a sigh. “That took forever. Your hair is a little bit too short still.” she said with a sympathetic smile while she gets up to go pick up a mirror.

She positions the mirror in front of Harry and he smiles like he’s getting ready for a picture. Alexa scoffs but when Harry finally looks at his hair he breathes out a sort of shocked laugh.

“Do you like it?” Alexa says cautiously, suddenly thinking he hates it.

“Are you kidding? I look hot.” he says with a smirk, moving his head around to get a look at all the different angles. Alexa giggles and Harry looks up from the mirror to see it. Harry always thought her smile was beautiful, but it lit up even more when she laughed. That’s why he tried to make her laugh as much as he could. He only wanted her happy.

“I’m gonna wear it when we perform tonight.”

Alexa gasps and shakes her head quickly, “no you aren’t. Miss Teasedale would kill me.”

“What is with you and calling everyone by their last names?” Harry says with a laugh, also trying to distract her. Because he was, in fact, gonna keep the hairstyle in during his performance.

“It shows respect.” she says like it’s obvious and Harry just smiles at her. He finds himself doing that a lot. Just looking at her and smiling. He figures it’s because she has that effect on people, that she just makes people want to smile.

“Come on, Harry we’ve got to go.” Niall says, barging into the room, startling Alexa, but not Harry since he heard his heavy footsteps and knew his was coming.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m on my way, alright?” He gives Niall a look, a look that he’s praying he’ll understand. There’s something he was planning to do today, something that he’s never had the courage to. He’s going to ask Alexa out, take her out to a date, sweep her clean off her feet, and live happily ever after. The end.

Niall nods slowly with a knowing look on his face, his mouth formed into a “o”.

Alexa, who’s obviously confused, looks between the two of them with a raised eyebrow. “Right. I’ll leave you two to it.” Niall walks out and leaves Alexa looking back to Harry with a ‘you saw that two, right?’ expression.

For fucks sake, Niall.

She expects Harry to laugh, but all of a sudden he has a serious expression on his face, like he’s conflicted. And Alexa being the caring person she is, rushes to his side to see what’s wrong.

Harry takes this as an opportunity though, as soon as she’s within reach, he takes hold of her upper arms, gently, making sure not to startle her.

“I have to...tell you something.” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.

Alexa nods, a serious look taking over her face too. She’s curious to say the least. What he has to say seems extremely important and she doesn’t know whether to be scared or not. At least he didn’t say “we need to talk.” Right?

“I…..I―um…” he’s fumbling, he’s fumbling so bad and suddenly he feels stupid. He feels small and stupid and like a fucking idiot for thinking he could ever do this in the first place. For thinking that this perfect, angelic girl in front of him would ever see him as more than the kid from the boy band she gives coffee to. He feels so fucking stupid.

“I’m so happy you’re my friend.”

You fucking stupid stupid stupid idiot, he thinks.

He figures he can at least try to save himself.

“You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had, on this tour, in my life, and you are so so important to me. Don’t make fun of me for being sappy. I just―I really, I really love you.”

He meant every word he said, he just wishes she knew he meant the last part in a different way than she thought.

Alexa is looking up at him in shock, she never expected those words to come from Harry’s mouth. He’s super affectionate, yes, but he’s never just outright told her how he felt about her. She blinks a couple times before she smiles.

Her smile, her fucking smile. Harry’s never seen anything like her smile.

In one swift moment, she wraps her arms around him, taking him in a tight, loving hug. “You’re my best friend too, H. I love you.”

Harry has to fight off the intense urge to cry and laugh at the same time. He wishes he could kiss her.

Why couldn’t he just say it?

A knock on the door breaks them apart, they find Louis at the door with a knowing look on his face. Harry thinks he probably listened to the whole conversation and he gives him an annoyed look.

“We” he motions between him and Harry “have to go. Make out with your wife later.”

Alexa feels heat rise to her face and she watches as Harry’s own face tints. She giggles a bit and Louis sends her a tight smile.

“I’ll text you. Swear it.” Harry says as he’s being ushered out the door by an annoyed Louis.

They close the door behind them and leave a very giddy Alexa, biting her lip and practically shaking with some emotion she can’t really put her finger on, but she loves the feeling of it.

“Just tell her you’re in love with her mate. For god’s sake.” Louis says, throwing his head back dramatically, earning a shy smile from a pink-cheeked Harry.

“M’not in love with her. S’just a crush.” He mumbles.

Harry’s starting to think it’s not “just a crush”. He’s starting to think it’s never been “just a crush”.

*********** Harry is sitting on a table at a random bar, drunk out of his mind, waiting for a date that he specifically told one of his friends he didn’t want to go to.

He feels his phone buzz, and takes it out to see who it is. When he sees “lexi <3” his whole body starts to buzz along with his phone.

Lexi <3: Running a little late are we?

Harry frowns, running a little late? What is she talking about?

Shit.

Harry had been so caught up, he forgot the plans he had made with his best friend. Guilt bubbles it’s way through his belly, and he suddenly has the urge to cry.

He doesn’t have the heart to tell her that he forgot about her, so he figures one little white lie won’t hurt. He’ll just spend time with her tomorrow and everything about this day will be forgotten, he’s not planning on staying here any longer anyways.

Harry: Sorry love, got caught up at rehearsal. See you tomorrow xx H

He puts his phone away, not wanting to think about the fact that he just lied to the one person he’s never had or wanted to lie to.

Alexa stares at her phone, watching the text pop up. Her lips dip down at the corners and she feels her chest tighten.

“Is he ok? What’d he say?” Niall asks with his arm loosely around Alexa’s shoulder. He notices how it slumps a bit, but he doesn’t say anything about it.

Alexa clears her throat and looks at the floor, “he said he’s stuck at….rehearsal.”

Niall’s face changes drastically, from his usual happy smile to a deep frown.

“Rehearsal?” All four of the boys in the room ask.

Here Alexa was, standing in a room with four out of five of One direction, wondering why the one missing was lying to her.

And it’s not the first time either, he’s been cancelling plans and blowing her off a lot lately. At first, she chalked it up to him being busy. He is an actual popstar, naturally he’d have shit to do, but now that she’s found out he’s actively lying to her, she can’t lie and say that it doesn’t sting a bit.

“It’s nothing.” she brushes it off with a shrug. “I’ll see you guys later.” she walks out of the room, leaving all the boys with confused frowns on their faces.

****************

“Lex! Alexa!” Harry shouts, trying to catch up with Alexa who only starts walking faster. Harry catches her though, and grabs her arm gently with a light squeeze.

He feels her tense and watches her dart her eyes anywhere but him.

“You didn’t answer my text, I was wondering if you wanted to go out today? There’s this really cool movie, that I know you’d like, that’s out right now.” He watches her face, hoping for her beautiful smile or that giddy nod she does whenever he makes plans with her, but he sees none of it.

“Are you alright, Lex?”

Alexa tries her hardest not to scoff and just nods. “I’m fine, Harry.”

Harry. Never in their entire time of knowing each other, has she ever (seriously) called him Harry. He’s never hated his own name more.

“Alexa―” Harry starts but she walks past him, trying her best to avoid any contact with him and decides that she’s better off continuing her job elsewhere.

Harry doesn’t know what to do with himself at this very moment, he’s mind is racing, trying to find a plausible explanation for why Alexa is acting this way. His chest is starting to hurt, his throat getting sore, she’s never been cold with him like that before. She’s never called him Harry before. Why didn’t she call him H?

Harry sees Liam walk ahead of him, going straight to Alexa and slinging an arm around her shoulder, he presses a kiss to her forehead and then looks at her with an earnest concerned expression on his face. Harry sees him mouth the words “are you ok?” to which she shakes her head and gives him an actual honest answer. Harry swears that he feels his heart literally shatter in his chest.

He doesn’t even realize that he’s standing there, lips parted, eye glassy. He clears his throat and walks away to the nearest bathroom, all of the pain swirling around in his mind mixed with the copious amount of alcohol he consumed last night, has him emptying the contents of his stomach. He wishes he never went out.

************ It’s been two weeks. Alexa still hasn’t uttered a word to Harry, aside from asking if he wants a coffee and what not. It’s killing him. Every time she looks at him and the warmth is gone from her eyes, it kills him. He’s noticed the boys are like her bodyguards now, always around her, hugging her and asking if she’s okay. He would find it adorable and endearing if he didn’t know exactly who they were “protecting” her from. His own stupid self.

His heart cracks every time he sees her and Zayn together, they’ve gotten exceptionally close, closer than she was with all of the other boys. He loves Zayn, but he hates that he’s the one seeing her beautiful smile while she won’t even look at him.

He’s being brave today, though. He’s decided that he’s done with not being able to talk to someone he loves so much. Is she as tortured as he is? She has to be, she told him she loved him, so she has to be feeling as tortured as he is. Right?

“Hi.”

Alexa jumps at the unmistakable sound of Harry’s voice, Zayn’s laughing ceases and he looks up at Harry, who’s towering both of them since they’re sitting down.

“Can I talk to you?” Harry asks cautiously, fidgeting with the few rings on his fingers. He feels awkward standing here in front of her in Zayn. It kind of feels like Zayn has taken Harry’s spot, and saying Harry feels small and uncomfortable is an understatement.

He figures it’s not hard to fall into a great friendship with Zayn though. He’s one of the kindest, most loving people Harry has ever met, and if Alexa is replacing him with someone, he’s glad it’s Zayn.

Alexa looks over to Zayn for a second, like she’s unsure, and he nods in encouragement. Harry feels like he could kiss Zayn for that. He looks back at Alexa with a pleading look in his eyes, hoping she’ll at least give him a chance to talk to her.

“Sure.” she finally says, and Harry’s tense shoulders slump in relief.

Harry hates how they’re walking together, a couple feet apart, looking at the ground, not saying anything. What happened to them?

“What happened to us, Lex?” He speaks his thoughts out loud, effectively stopping Alexa in her tracks. “I really don’t know what happened. We were great….and then we….weren’t.”

Alexa frowns, she thought the boys would’ve told him by now.

Alexa doesn't know if they should avoid this conversation any longer, so she decides to just tell him, “you weren’t being honest with me, and it hurt. I can’t trust someone if they aren’t being honest with me.”

What is she talking about? She doesn’t trust him?

“What? I’ve―I’ve never been dishonest with you...I―” he pauses.

Shit.

He’s only lied to her twice, all the times he’s pretended like it wasn’t head over heels for her (if you don’t count them individually), and that time he told her he was “stuck at rehearsal”. He doesn’t know which one her finding out was worse.

But he has a feeling he knows which one.

“Lex, I―”

“It’s fine, Harry. I’ve gotten over it.” Really? Cause you haven’t spoken a word to me in two weeks, Harry wants to say, but he knows he has no right. He’s the one that lied to her, not the other way around. He shouldn’t be upset with her, he should be upset with himself.

“But you don’t trust me.” he comes to the conclusion on his own, and Alexa tries not to wince at the hurt in his voice.

“I’ll fix it then. I’ll fix us. You’ll trust me again. I swear it.” he promises. He’s not going to let this go, this perfect thing they have, go. Not if he can help it.

And so he did. He made sure to follow through with all the plans he curated, every promise he whispered to her. Alexa doesn’t know how he did it, but he made every single thing he did feel like a promise. A promise they both knew that he wasn’t going to break.

************

Harry was nervous. He was fidgeting, he already sweat through an entire shirt (then took a shower because he felt gross), and now he’s pacing, while the boys are trying to get him to “sit the fuck down and calm the fuck down” (those were Louis’ words).

Harry was finally going to do it. He was going to ask Alexa out and not fuck it up this time. He was very hopeful, and so was the rest of the band.

Alexa had been sent on a bogus coffee run for all of the boys, they had been specific in saying that they wanted Starbucks, not the coffee from the machine. She was suspicious at first, but she knew that those boys were weird, and it was her job. If they really wanted something, she would get it.

Little did she know that Harry was freaking out, waiting until she got back to finally do the thing he should’ve done that first time when he chickened out.

“Alright boys! I got your coffee-” she looks up and realizes Harry is the only one standing there, “where is everyone?”

“Not important.” he dismisses quickly and Alexa snickers.

“Well if they aren’t here I got your coffee. Here let me-”

Harry steps forward, takes the cardboard coffee holder out of her hand, all of his movements slow.

“I need to ask you something.” Harry tells her, trying to collect his nerves.

He’s doing this, he’s not going to chicken out.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” Harry finally says, and although he’s still scared shitless, saying those words to her felt like an intense weight was lifted off of his shoulders.

Alexa, standing there dumbfounded, blinked a couple of times before she registered his question. Then she smiled. That beautiful, intoxicating, room brightening, megawatt smile.

“Of course I’ll go out with you, H.” she responds, her voice soft. So soft it’s sending Harry into a fucking daze.

“Jesus, had me scared you were gonna say no.” he chuckles, staring at her lips and her eyes, switching between the two.

“Never.” she smirks.

“I swear I’m a gentleman but I’ve been waiting to kiss you for months. Can I?”

Alexa nods with a whisper of yes, Harry wastes no time connecting their lips. He doesn’t add any tongue (because he’s a gentleman), but he molds their lips together slowly and passionately. Her lips are soft like velvet and Harry’s is on the textbook definition of cloud nine.

Their lips break apart and Harry fights the urge to whine, instead he pouts dramatically, “more, please.”

Alexa smirks with a hint of lust in her eyes and connects their lips again, this time taking the lead and Harry hums into the kiss, partly by how good it feels and partly by the hint of dominance he felt from her in the kiss.

“I’ll have that coffee now.” he says when their lips reluctantly come apart.

“Hmm” she hums comically ��will you now?”

“Very much so.” he’s interrupted by another peck on the lips and he hums in satisfaction at it. She brings his soft hands up to his face to hold him there so she can kiss him deeper and he moans at the feeling. “Fuck, never should’ve let me kiss you.”

“Mmm...why is that?” Alexa whispers against his lips.

“Never gonna stop. M’addicted. You’re a drug, you dangerous woman.”

Alexa snickers while Harry has a satisfied smirk on his face. He pecks her again with an exaggerated hum before he kisses her cheeks, her nose, then her forehead with a smile. “I have to go, but I’ll FaceTime you tonight, yeah?” He gives her another soft peck, “don’t fall asleep.” he says in faux sternness.

“Won’t. See you, H. Love you.” she tells him and then he groans dramatically.

“See, now I have to kiss you again. So bloody dangerous, baby.”

Her heart flutters at the pet name and she smirks. “Don’t ever stop kissing me.”

“Careful what you wish for.” he quips back with a smirk.

“Mmk I really have to go now, really wish I could stay here and make out with you all day but I can’t.” Another quick peck, “bye...bye. Love you.”

Harry walked out of the room, only to see the boys standing on the side of it with excited looks on their faces. Harry only nods with a smile on his face and a elated look in his eyes and they erupt in cheers.

Alexa knows exactly what’s going on on the other side of the door and she giggles lightly, feeling quite elated herself. That feeling of giddiness is back, and she finally knows what it is. Love. Not a platonic love. A soul-crushing romantic love that only gets stronger every time she looks at his structured face.

She can tell they’re happy on the other side of the door, but do they want their coffee?

#harry smut #harry styles one shot #harry styles writing #harry styles blurb #harry styles angst #harry styles fic #old

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simplydnp · 11 months ago

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hii ive recently started watching dan and phil and there is sooo much lore! i sometimes dont even understand their references. is there somewhere to catch up on all the lore (apart from watching all theyve ever posted cause while i am doing that its taking too long)?

welcome to the madness! i hope you've enjoyed thus far.

it really depends on what you mean by 'lore' for how you'll catch up. i'm sure you're aware, but there is 15 years of 'dan and phil' content, and even more if you want to see literally everything from either of them.

if you mean general timeline/history, their draw my life's aren't too bad at an overall summary of career milestones. but if you're hoping to know every little reference they make, even some seasoned phannies don't catch all of them in the first go.

part of what makes dnp fun to watch is the length of career & type of content they've made. they're nostalgic and self-referential--very aware of the audience and the camera and their history. we joke about dnp taking phannie jobs, but a lot of fandom can be boiled down to 'this thing reminds me of other thing' and everyone going wild for it. the thing with dnp is they do this themselves! they'll mention specific callbacks and even go the distance of inserting that very footage into the video. they know their history and they know it well (and, fondly).

i would hope you let yourself enjoy the journey of learning new things about a new interest. don't get down on yourself if you aren't 'caught up', because a lot of the fun is that feeling when you Do understand a reference--it's like you can feel the neurons connecting. there's a balance between organically understanding a reference and someone explaining it, because it's all supposed to be fun, and if you miss something, someone will enthusiastically explain it.

if anyone does have a like, dan-and-phil cheatsheet/primer, please share it!

#i hope this doesnt sound mean. there's a lot of content out there! and once you get through it you'll be wishing for more. so dont rush 💞#do i sound too much like a teacher if i say if you really want to know everything about it you've gotta put the time in #anon you can engage in fandom any way that makes you happy and i hope i dont scare you off 💞#dnp #c.text #dan and phil #answered

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Iza! I know that you don’t talk about HL on your blog anymore, so you don’t have to post this if you don’t want to. But I just wanted to let you know that I’m a newer tarot card reader, and am really just trying to learn all I can. I’ve only been reading for myself and still just trying to figure it all out. But tonight I got a little bit brave and asked a couple questions about Harry and Louis just to do something outside myself to see what I got would get.

I only pulled one card for each. I couldn’t believe it when I pulled The Tower for Louis. In the short time I’ve been reading, I’ve never pulled the tower at all. And here it popped out as the card for Louis. It reminded me so much of how you and Userkant (when she was still here) pulled the tower for him regularly. I just had to tell you. Anyway… I guess it’s still looming out there.

Just out of interest. I also pulled the chariot for Harry. Reversed. Again, I’m not very good at reading yet, but that doesn’t sound very good for him either. If you have some ideas, you want to share and want me to come off anon, I can do that. Otherwise, don’t worry about it, and just let this entertain you a bit! Hope you’re doing well!

hi nonnie! seeing a new message notification actually made me smile so i appreciate you reaching out <3

i haven't read hl in a very long time cause i just can't bring myself to it (and they're much smaller part of my life now) but good to see that nothing has changed with them, at least reading-wise. and well, looking at the state of things it's reflected in reality too. crazy how the tower appears when it comes to them, huh? i remember talking about it with my friends some time ago and wondering why we hadn't seen the tower in action and i think we came to conclusion that maybe it have happened but... in private so naturally we couldn't have noticed it. and i wouldn't be surprised looking at him now, lol, i got some opinions but they're still to harsh for the majority of that fandom so i'll keep my mouth shut. as for harry.... well, do i need to add anything? i just find it funny how for every single person drawing cards for them, the tone of the reading is always the same, as in: depressing, and it's been like that ever since my friend started reading them back in 2021.

actually let me tell you, you had the best timing with this message as for the past week i've been reminiscing and nostalgic about the past, the fun i used to have in that fandom and the love and fierceness hl inspired in me. it sucks that it is what it is now. anyway, i hope you'll have the most fun with your readings, feel free to share anything you want, my inbox is always open <3

#ask #anonymous #if anybody wants to drop me a message i may hang out around here tonight

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@bmouse tagged me in the little "Get To Know You" meme, so here are my very long winded answers!

Last Song: 'Huhhahhei' - Käärijä Yet more music I can't just fucking Buy here, they want me to stream everything, fuck that shit. I listen to it on YouTube hahaha. I'm happy to follow Käärijä's nonsense regardless. He's so fucking silly and this song is doing the same 'dark and silly' combo that his Cha Cha Cha onward songs have had.

I like Käärijä so much, but not in the aggressively sexual way that everyone else still excited about him after Eurovision seems to. I feel like I really love him in like a 'fellow struggling artist' way and in a character design way? Something about him just makes me smile and kind of pokes me in the heart and yells, "Tag! You're it!" I'm proud of him, and he makes me smile and laugh and I love what he makes. I hope for such good things for him, and that he takes care of himself!

Currently Watching: Old Robert Stack episodes of Unsolved Mysteries. This happens to me periodically. It was a favorite show to watch with my mom when I was a kid/teen, and so it has a weird combo of spooky and warmly nostalgic.

It is nice to see so many more updates than I used to, and interesting to see how my tastes have changed. As a kid, I hoped every single one would be ghosts or aliens, and as an adult, I groan and skip these kinds of stories. I am surprised by how Christian the show was. I didn't notice it when I was younger because I was comfortably indifferent about Christianity, I guess. Would tell people I believed in God if asked because it seemed as default to me. It was a few years until I realized how much of it didn't line up with me or itself. Now, firmly an atheist, the show's assumption of Christianity clangs badly for me

Current Obsession: A strange patchwork of things! Juuzou and Hanbee from Tokyo Ghoul, definitely. I'm so into everything about them, they just wove their way into everything, I am fascinated, enchanted, and, as my phone desperately wants to type instead, vaccinated. I can't help but notice how much I love pairs that involve one person demonstrating extreme devotion to the other one, where the other is strange, unique, viewed as weird by others. These are frequently kind of asexually shaped, too, so I can't help but think this dynamic is a certain strong personal connection or longing.

Also, drawing and the potential of doing video! Streaming traditional art or making an art video channel is so interesting to me. Markers, G Pen nibs, capturing something I can't explain in words.

I also recently watched an 80 part documentary about Chris-chan. I have a tendency to become interested in something in a very neutral way? As in, I just want to know all this information so that I know it, but not necessarily because I love the topic. I have a real interest in the adjacent topic of people who make very sincere comics or related things. It reminds me so much of when I was making tons of them as a kid. I have historically been interested a lot in the work of people who are just trying to do their little thing, and often used to look at Encyclopedia Dramatica like 15 years ago. I didn't like the language they used, the things they did to people, any of it, but the people they were targeting fascinated me in some familiar way. I don't know what it is. I have never wished them any more trouble, and often just sincerely looked at the work they made and Thought about it, but I don't know What the thinking was. Trying to learn to not be Target like them? Interested as someone who also could get absorbed in their own things super deeply? I don't know.

Regardless, what happened to Chris-chan is sad. She has been a completely horrible person, especially lately, like, I'm not defending any of this shit, but wow, it didn't have to be this bad. People did so much damage. This never should have been like this.

So yeah, a weird combo of things! But this is some real "get to know you" junk, isn't it?

I know @sturionic likes to talk also. I think I'll put @propheticfire and @raemanzu in there too. I'd also like to know what @anthropwashere and @kiranerys are up to!

#get to know meme

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naussensei · 1 year ago

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Stargazing

“What are you thinking?” Erwin says as he takes a seat beside him, he just lets himself drop on the blanket not caring where he lands, and Levi can see he’s already been drinking. Their legs are pressed together, but Levi draws even closer, to mitigate any remaining distance between them.

“You know I don’t like this game.” Levi says, and takes a sip of his wine.

Erwin’s face softens, his shoulder presses against Levi’s.

“You miss them.” There’s kindness in his words. Levi’s always despised sympathy, but somehow he doesn’t mind it right now. Not from him .

“They would’ve liked being here,” Levi says, looking up at the sky. “They would’ve liked you.”

“I did like them.”

“You did?”

“Hey, I recruited them, remember? I wanted them in my squad. Not just you. Don’t think you’re so important.”

“Asshole.” Levi sways a little, pushing Erwin, he’s smiling as he does this. “I never said I was.”

“But you really are,” Erwin’s voice is soft now. He scoots a little closer again, so their knees bump together gently.

There is silence again, but it doesn't weigh on their shoulders, it just slips through, peacefully. They look up at the sky, and a star shoots across the dark blue sky.

“Make a wish,” Erwin says.

As much as he tries, Levi can’t think of anything to wish for. Even if he could, he wouldn’t change anything that’s happened in his life, because it’s lead him there where he is right now, by Erwin’s side.

“I really think they would’ve liked you,” Levi says with a nostalgic smile.

Erwin chuckles, “thanks for the faith in me, but I’m pretty sure they hated me, especially Furlan. He looked at me with spite.”

“What did you expect? You scared the shit out of him,” Levi laughs out loud. “No. I’m certain. They would’ve liked you , Erwin, not… The Commander, if they stayed around long enough.”

Erwin’s looking at him, puzzled, eyes flickering in search of an explanation, but Levi doesn’t have one.

“Never mind,” Levi raises his glass, “cheers.”

As they’re about to drink up, Hange squeezes in between the two, an arm around each of their shoulders. “You’re not going to start drinking without me, are you?”

“Of course not,” Erwin says, “cheers.”

“To the Survey Corps!” They shout, and gulp down the entire glass.

“Oi, slow down, four-eyes. I don’t wanna be carrying your drunk ass home again.”

“That was one time,” Hange protests, “and you were more drunk than I was.”

“I was not.” Levi mutters into his mug of wine, suddenly recalling glimpses of images, blurred by the alcohol.

“You were being very talkative and funny, it was kinda cute, actually. You should get drunk more often, it's like all the feelings you have locked in that tiny, cold, dark heart of your flourish all at once.”

Levi nearly chokes on his wine. Miche and Nanaba chuckle at this.

“You’re making this up,” he mutters, wiping the threat of wine coming down his chin. “I have no memory of that.”

“No, it’s true! Ask Erwin! Isn’t that true, Erwin?”

“Hange, no—“ Erwin warns them with a deadly glare, shakes his head and hands eagerly.

“What? There’s nothing wrong with it! Levi, you hugged us and said ‘please don’t die’. How can you not remember? You made me cry. It was very touching, actually. It’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

As Hange speaks, the words begin to ring a bell in Levi's head. Ok, maybe that does sound like something he could’ve said while drunk. He remembers something now, though only faintly. That night, he was thinking of Furlan and Isabel, and how oddly spending time with Hange and Erwin reminded him of them, yet at the same time, they were nothing like them. Hange and Erwin were alive, Furlan and Isabel were dead. Even Levi himself was no longer the same person as back then. Part of the person he was had died with them.

“Oi, why didn’t I get a hug?” Miche’s serious yet teasing voice disrupts his thoughts. He’s wrapping an arm around Levi’s neck, and Levi feels like digging a hole in the ground to bury himself in it.

“Because it didn’t fucking happen,” Levi slaps away Miche’s arm, shakes away the faint memories. “You’re just trying to embarass me in front of the new recruits.”

“Oh, don’t worry, they’re way too scared of you to dare laugh at you,” Hange points at the four startled faces staring at Levi with wide, curious eyes. When Levi glares at them, their gazes flash down to their wine mugs.

“Tch, ‘drunk’ …” Levi spits the word out like it’s poison. “Bullshit. I don’t get drunk . Never have, never will. Ever.”

“We’ll see about that,” says Hange, and their mischievous grin sends a chill down Levi’s spine. It’s too late, he won’t back off now.

From: Beyond The Walls

#eruri #erwin x levi #eruri fic #aot veterans #levi isabel furlan #levi erwin hange

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partrin · 1 year ago

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9, 23 and 30 for the music asks

omg nina yessssss thank you for asking! i've given this a lot of thought (while combing through my extremely extensive spotify playlist). i'm a huge parawhore so 2 out of 3 4 of these songs are songs by them (hehe)

9. a song that makes you happy

"still into you" by paramore. it just.. it reminds me of reminiscing that innocent feeling of "oh shit oh no, do i.. do i like them?!" before you descend into absolute chaos as you sort out your feelings and go "yeah, yeah, i think i do. shit." and then it's years later and that small little crush you've had has developed into a full-fledged relationship because you decided to take a chance—a loving, healthy one—and then you listen to this track and you think back on everything and you're kinda struck with how you feel exactly the same, if not more in love, and it makes you dance around the room. i sound so cheesy, gross. but it does make me smile! i kinda feel like it doesn't have to be interpreted as romantic either; could even apply to a really good friendship that has weathered the years with grace. i love it.

23. a song you think everybody should listen to

currently, i've been fixated on the song "about you" by the 1975 which, similarly to the first song, makes me think of both romantic love, and meaningful friendships that have stood the test of time. the song itself is so calming and nostalgic to me, and i'm obsessed with the part where a female singer (i'm not sure who) sings:

"there was something about you that now, i can't remember. it's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender. and i miss you on the train; i miss you in the morning. i never know what to think about"

makes you think, "how did we get here? what was it about you that drew me to you? it's been so long that i can't remember" and it makes you miss them, especially if you've lost contact, whether it's a friend or a partner, and.. i don't know, it makes me feel grateful and loved.

30. a song that reminds you of yourself

it's a tie between 2 songs for me. the first is "get free" by lana del rey. it sounds like.. a coming of age song. my favourite lyrics from it, that i relate to so much, are:

"this is my commitment; my modern manifesto. i'm doing this for all of us who never got the chance"

and

"sometimes it feels like i got a war on my mind. i wanna get off but i keep riding the ride. i never really noticed that i have to decide to play someone's game, or live my own life. but now i do"

the other song is "fake happy" by paramore for the very simple reason of how i've been learning to accept and navigate through my mental health condition with.. arguable success. but it's all good, i guess. my favourite lyrics:

"and if i go out tonight and dress up my fears, you think i look alright with these mascara tears? see, i'm gonna draw my lipstick wider than my mouth and if the lights are low they'll never see me frown"

thanks for asking! ❤️

#personal #partrin answers shit #i love love loveeeeee answering these types of questions oh my god

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hospitalterrorizer · 2 months ago

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diary412

11/9/24

saturday

another short one today.

got the bass written in the song, made the guitar sound better #cool.

didn't draw a lot, today, instead i watched 2 caveh zahedi films, in the bathtub of the world and i don't hate las vegas anymore, i don't hate las vegas anymore wasn't about vegas so much, since his art is all about him, it's just him trying to get through to his family, his half brother and father, trying to get them to take ecstasy with him so they can all trip and be happy together and communicate openly, it doesn't go that way really, they trick him into thinking they took it, it's interesting seeing someone get their wish fulfilled by people lying, willing so much for that to be the truth they also just go with the lie. there are some shots that happen by total accident it seems like, they're intensely beautiful, like when the camera operator loads in pre-exposed film so you get these two shots overlaid basically, one's upside down almost, technical failures, those are really beautiful looking to me, in a textural way, lovely moving images. it's a shame he doesn't do that on purpose, because it looks so good.

seeing him try to convince his family to take drugs is strange, he's trying to much to manipulate them to do what he wants because he thinks it will be good and that god is on his side, since he believes in god and that what god wills will happen and he's trying to really make sure god is willing or not willing things, rather than letting them be. this is a common theme in his work. or running theme. i should have said running. anyhow, he, in the film says, i want to learn to surrender, he does not learn to surrender it feels like.

in the bathtub of the world was much better, a video diary thing, it made me reflect on what i do here, whether or not i am similar to him or not. i don't want to be, i don't think what i do is even a quarter, or 8th, or 100th as invasive as what he does. that's part of it, but i also don't think i treat my partner badly, which he does. he seems to relish in when she cries because it's interesting. it only upsets me deeply when i have to write about it here, because it is going on, because it makes me feel like i have failed and i want to reflect on my failures. caveh will say things like, my wife is being a total bitch right now, and it's not evident why. it's not a real image of him entirely, but it's strange how he thinks he can transmit that in film, in these autobiographical works. especially in film, you will never understand someone in something that is an hour or so.

but there is a really great scene in the film set to pavement and it showed me this song:

youtube

makes me very nostalgic, for some reason. it reminds me of when i saw snow the first time i suppose, or, the first few times. once was on the side of the road, on the way down from somewhere, with my mom's ex boyfriend who was very kind to me, we made snow angels on the side of the road, cars passed, we had little angels there in white though. i'd never seen anything like that in my small life. there were maybe other times between then and the next time...i heard actually, technically i saw snow when i was a baby i think, i do not recall of course, but in 98 i think there was strange snow in vegas. anyhow, years later, we had snow at school, late elementary i believe, was the time, i can't recall the grade. we got out, and there was snow!! the ground was white, everything was pretty, the naked arms of trees. it was a beautiful time, the lovely sky so grey. in this song she sings, black trees with empty arms. it brings me to that.

the open curtain, yes, very good, growing stranger, onto the final section now, it's hard to make much out, as it's gotten into this very strange romance arc, not really romance, more, desperation, sadness, descending into madness, or the descent is completed, there is this sequence of passages, regarding the marriage ritual, numerous things dawning on the second protagonist, about her parent's murder and these mormon symbols. very insane stuff, makes me so curious. rudd being the symbol of the knee, on the temple garb, where her family are all other symbols which are kinds of openings, wounds where the hand of god and jesus reach through, he describes something insane, the presence of god being subcutaneous, really incredible thought put into writing, but her family dead because of their symbolic transmission into the other side + being the instantiation of those symbols or perhaps the inversion of meaning, the closing off of the veil, preventing things. then all the ritual sacrifice stuff returning. just insane to me. there's some sequence that must be remembered, if any should ask you after you are married to recall this sequence, there is a particular way you must kill yourself? mormonism seems death obsessed. confusing too.

but now i am just doing my face up before sleep, i cut my hair a little more let's see how i feel about that tomorrow, and i also need to talk to my friend about some writing things tomorrow in the morning,

so,

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#Youtube

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 2 years ago

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daisy, chapter four

A/N: we back babyyy!! fucking finally a new chapter after two weeks!! sorry for the long wait. if you already follow me, then you have an idea of what chaos unfortunately paused this deliciously filthy mess.

summary: "in the name of being nostalgic, how about we make it a sleepover?”

warnings: private school!reader, perv!steve, smut, kissing, dry humping, pussyjob, size kink, somno adjacent, dirty talk, slight overstimulation

word count: 2709

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Leaning back, you relaxed against the hallway wall and listened to your boyfriend's voice spill out from the telephone.

“Did you just get home?”

“Yeah, like 5 minutes ago,” you reached a few fingers down to readjust the knee-high sock that had fallen down a bit, “what are you doing?”

It sounded like it took all of the strength he had to even utter it out loud, “homework.”

“Oh yeah?” you attempted to look at the glass half full, “how’s that going?”

“Urgh, pass,” he grumbled, “how about instead you tell me what colour underwear you have on?”

“Steve,” you tried not to let him hear the smile that attempt evoked, “I will not be the reason you don’t graduate.”

“Okay, fine,” he groaned dramatically, “It’s going terrible, absolutely horrible, I’m dying over here.”

“What is it?”

“Algebra.”

“Oh, really? But it’s so satisfying!”

“I don’t think this is what satisfaction feels like. No matter how hard I try, it just never makes any sense to my brain. It just doesn’t seem to click.”

“Ah, no, I’ll show you! Trust me, it’s not as complicated as it seems.”

“Yeah?” he really didn’t sound convinced.

“Yeah. Why don’t you come over?”

And with that, most of his misery melted away, “really?”

“Yeah, I can help you and we can study together, you know, like the good old days.”

“Okay, well then in the name of being nostalgic, how about we make it a sleepover?”

“You wanna have a slumber party? What, like when we were kids?”

“Yes,” then to sweeten the pot, he added, “I’ll even let you braid my hair.”

After hours of actual proper studying well into the dark evening hours, you were now both getting ready for bed in your tiny bathroom. Having had a head start, you already moved to rinse off your blue toothbrush and pop it back into the small glass by the sink well before Steve was even close to done himself. Walking back out into your bedroom, you left your best friend to his brushing.

Carefully changing into your sleepwear, you couldn’t help but glance over your shoulder to see Steve smirking from the doorway, brush still immobile between his lips, completely entranced by each button you plucked free. Catching his eye, he choked out a small cough and returned to his brushing, reluctantly turning to give you some privacy.

With one hand you chucked your uniform into the hamper, and with the other, you did up the last of the pearly buttons on your light pyjama set.

“So,” you turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, “are the extra pillows still in that hallway closet?”

“Steve?” you bit down on your bottom lip and asked timidly, “do you wanna just sleep in my bed? I mean,” trying to make it sound a little more casual, “I remember how much, every time, the floor killed your back, so it’s more just because I don’t wanna listen to you complain and beg for massages for the rest of the week.”

“Okay, yeah, thank you.”

Slowly coming to consciousness, you blinked your eyes open to see that it was still very much the dead of night. What you instantly noticed nearly made you feel as if you were still dreaming.

Steve was behind you, hugging your body tight against his, clicking perfectly into place along your spine as if you were two pieces of lego. The slow rutting of his hips against your soft ass made the whole room go fuzzy and your lips parted in an inaudible gasp.

One of his hands was drawing soft almost tickling patterns over your boobs, occasionally poking his thumb in the gaps between the buttons and skimming it along your soft, bare skin. Running a hand down to touch the back of his, you breathed out, voice thick with sleep, “Steve?”

The lazy movements stopped at once and he apologised quickly, sounding half asleep himself, “sorry, I’m sorry…”

Tightening your grip on his wrist before he could manage to scurry away, you assured him, “no, it’s okay.”

“I wasn’t really thinking,” he clearly didn’t take your words to heart, and just kept on blabbering, “I just woke up from this dream and then there you were in my arms and it just kinda happened-“

Rolling your hips, you grinded your ass back against his palpable hardness, effectively turning his worried explanation into a needy groan directly into your ear.

Craning your neck to give him a kiss, you felt his fingers, like a reflex, tighten around your breast. Whimpering against his tongue, his other hand snaked under your waist and brought you back for more contact.

Feeling him slowly gather your shirt up, making it bunch around your waist, his fingers danced over your skin, teasingly finding your waistband and playing with it for just enough time that you lost the rest of your sluggish patience and reached down to tug them off completely.

“Hi,” he mumbled sweetly, moving his kisses over your jaw and down your neck.

Pressing your face back down into the pillow, you hummed, “Steve…”

“Yeah?” most likely trying to drive you mad with just how much more you could feel him now that you had one less layer on.

You didn’t know how long he had been having his fun before you finally woke. All that you knew was that it had been plenty of time for your whole body to be set aflame.

In one fluid motion, you rolled around and gave his shoulder a shove, successfully pressing his back down into the mattress.

“Wow,” you saw his eyebrows shoot up, clearly waking him up a bit more as you swung your thigh over his hips, straddling his lap.

“I want more,” you caught his lips again with yours and swiftly worked your fingers at the buttons on your shirt.

Before you could manage to undo the last few, Steve caught your hands in one of his and made you reel back a bit, “okay, easy there tiger.”

“What?” you tried to focus your hazy eyes, quickly becoming too worried for your own good, “what happened? Did I do something wrong? Do you not want to do it?”

“Ace,” he caught your cheek, “you know I do, believe me when I say that it is literally all I can think about. And you didn’t do anything wrong. You’re you, I don’t think you’re capable of not being amazing at everything first try. But,” he sighed, clearly attempting to cool down a bit, “I just want it to be good for you. I don’t wanna hurt you.”

Furrowing your brow, you sat up a bit and scooted down to sit on his thighs, needing the distance to be able to calculate what this was about, “what do you mean hurt me?”

You were well aware of how experienced he was, so what could he mean?

Lacing his fingers with yours, he kept his eyes glued on them as he slowly clarified, “I’m kinda big…”

“Big?” you squinted.

“Yeah,” he met your eyes.

“Okay? um,” you couldn’t help the confused giggle that bubbled out of you, “congratulations?”

“No, ace, I’m not just saying this as a way to try and boost my own confidence.”

With your laughter not dying down one bit, his tired brain only saw one possibility to make you understand. Letting go of your hands, he reached down into his pyjama pants and pulled out his throbbing length.

The room immediately went dead quiet. To say that he was correct was a bit of an understatement.

“Ace?” he cautiously tried to cut through your trance, “you there?”

“Mhm…” you stared intensely at the way his right hand slightly tightened around the wide base as a result of your mind-melting hum.

“You okay?” his left hand came to ghost over your bare thigh.

“Y-yeah,” you couldn’t rip your eyes away, “I, um… yeah…”

Almost as if you were hypnotized, you slowly reached out a hand, but as soon as you made contact with it your fingers snatched back. To the naked eye, it could have almost looked like it had shocked you.

“It’s okay,” you felt his thumb move over your skin, “you can touch it if you want to.”

Finally meeting his eyes for a moment of reassurance, you timidly reached out and traced your fingertip over one of the prominent veins with a feather-light touch. Seeing it jump under you made your eyes grow wide.

You hadn’t seen many, if any, to compare it to, but still, just the vision of your tiny hand right above where his own still gripped it firmly put everything into perspective even if you didn’t need it.

You completely forgot to breathe for a moment as your mind quite literally melted at the confusion of how it would even be possible.

“Steve…” you curled your curious fingers back and refused to meet his eyes, “you know I’ve never done this before, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” he answered softly. Just when he saw you get too much in your head about it, try to do the math, damn nearly talking yourself out of it all, he piped up, “you know, if you’re still in the mood for something more, then there are a lot of other fun ways we can make each other feel good.”

“Yeah?” you glanced up at his soft smile and felt your shoulders relax.

“Yeah. Do you still want to? Because it really is okay if you just wanna go back to bed.”

“I think so, yeah.”

“You think so?”

“Sorry, I know so,” you winched lightly, correcting yourself, “Steve, I do really want to do it, do everything, I just don’t really get it completely right now how that is gonna fit when I already know exactly how just one of these feel,” you babbled, pointing to his long fingers that rested on your thigh.

Licking his lips, he tried to hide a cocky smile, “it’ll fit, ace. I know it will.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” He then sat up more, getting closer to you, “hey,” he touched your cheek softly, “don’t worry about it, okay? I won’t just stick it in you before you’re ready. Like I said,” his eyes followed his fingers as they lightly tamed your hair, “I want you to feel good, real good.”

Exhaling slowly, you tipped towards him and rested your forehead against his, letting the still very present arousal overflow your body once more, “I do really want it to fit…”

Kissing the tip of your nose, he smiled, “oh yeah?”

“Yeah…” you nodded slowly and reached a hand in between your bodies to undo the last two buttons on your nightshirt. Pausing a moment before you pulled it off your shoulders, Steve’s big eyes sucked you in.

He hadn’t looked down at your exposed self yet. Simply kept his eyes glued to yours a moment longer as he uttered in pure adoration, “you look so beautiful.”

Slowly letting the fabric fall, cascading down your back, you leaned forward the last few inches and kissed him softly.

Fumbling for the bottom of his t-shirt, you pulled it up, parting just long enough for you to toss it down onto the floor.

You felt both of his hands run down your back, confidently slipping down into your underwear, grabbing your ass and pulling you closer. Letting out a needy groan against your tongue, he glided his fingers up to your hips and lifted your pelvis up, sitting you up on your knees. The height difference also made your lips tear away from his, as you know ogled down into his dark eyes.

“Let’s get these off,” hooking his fingers into each side of your panties, he landed a few playful pecks around your right nipple as it was now directly in front of his nose. Feeling the fabric shimmy down your legs, you reached out to support yourself on his shoulders, slowly lifting each knee off of the mattress one at a time and letting him help get you completely bare.

Wrapping his arms around you, he laid back down and took you with him. Tugging his bottoms down just a tad bit more with one hand, you felt his rock hard cock pulsate against your stomach as you laid there on top of him.

Pulling you up, he effortlessly repositioned you back onto his hips. The light gasp that escaped your lips as you felt the intimate contact only seized to make him smile.

Your sobbing cunt was directly against his length. You couldn’t tell if it was his pulse you felt or if it was your own, all you knew was that it sent a shiver down your spine.

Lightly digging his fingers into your sides, he moved your hips for you, gliding your slick all over the underside of his dick. Sitting up, jaw slack, you grounded yourself with the palm of your hand against his fuzzy chest.

“O-oh,” you whimpered as you attempted to do the movements yourself, grinding yourself directly against him. Your dripping folds engulfed him perfectly, hugged him and lathered him up, producing beautifully lewd wet noises with every needy hump.

“That’s it,” his brows furrowed in pleasure, “does that feel good, baby?”

Only the most pathetic of whimpers escaped your lips in confirmation as you closed your eyes and angled your hips so that you could get more pressure on your needy little clit.

“Shit, that feels amazing,” you felt his fingers find your nipples in a toe-curling pinch, “I can’t fucking wait to be inside of you. Remember how big you thought my fingers felt inside you? Just one of them? Imagine how my dick will feel. I’m gonna stretch you out so good, make you a craving addict.”

“P-please, Steve,” you dug your nails into his skin as you desperately chased your high.

“I know ace, I know,” he said in an almost mockingly comforting tone, “not yet. Trust me, I would ruin you if you just hopped on right now.”

Just as you were about to come up with a hazy counterargument, he impatiently flipped you around, nearly knocking the wind out of you. Snapping your eyes open, you saw him above you, his heaving chest illuminated by the soft moonlight seeping in through the curtains you never remembered to close all of the way.

“But maybe you’d like that, huh?” he leaned back on his knees and spread your clinging thighs apart, “you want me to ruin this little pussy, ace?” you glanced down to see him guide his massive cock over your sloppy core, driving the leaky tip well past your screaming clit, letting his mind wander with the image of just how far he’d fill you up.

“Jesus fuck,” you cursed at the staggering perspective.

Holding the base with a few fingers, he slapped the heavy length against your clit a couple of times, each one making your whole body jolt and jerk around on the linens.

Gliding through your folds, his thumb and forefinger came to pinch your lips around him, bullying your clit with every fibre of his being, “you wanna feel all of me inside of you? Feel the way it’s gonna bulge out against your stomach?”

Your legs tried to close around him as you moaned out, being so dangerously close to your own high, but he just pushed your limb down, the added contact of the pressure of his palm against your inner thigh mixed with the stretch he unknowingly induced in your hip somehow pushed you over the edge.

Body trembling, you cried out a slurred, “Steve!” as he kept going, too hypnotised by your nude form not to accidentally overstimulate you.

And with a string of curses, he begrudgingly ripped away from you and beat his cock till it spurted out hot white ropes all over your panting belly.

“Fuck,” you stared up at Steve’s half-closed lids, “I love you so much.”

Blinking at you a moment, regaining his breath, he slowly started giggling warmly, “I love you too, ace,” and leaned down to give you a joyful kiss, “now, let’s go back to sleep before the sun comes up.”

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mrs-march-ahs · 4 years ago

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Hi! I have a request~ The Evans reactions to losing in any sort of game. Can be board games or video games 😅

The Evans Losing At Games

Headcannons for all, imagines for some!

Cute idea, thank you! I didn’t write much for Jimmy, I’m sorry Jimmy I love you<3

Enjoy:)

Tate

-Clearly a teenage boy who lets emotions build up a lot -Definitely cheats if he’s had enough -If he keeps losing in the same part of the video game and rage quits, it takes him forever to get back into the game - “Ohhhh… I forgot that’s where I let off… fuck it” (quits) -Much better and calmer at playing cards, and generally prefers games were the two of you can talk and he doesn’t have to focus too much

You laid on your bed, scrolling aimlessly through social media, and occasionally glancing at Tate playing a video game he hasn’t played in a while. When you started talking about games, and you told him you had it, he nostalgically reminisced how much he used to play it when he was alive, so you set it up for him. Every few minutes, when a red screen would pop up, Tate would sigh, and with every passing death, his sighs got louder and angrier.

After only maybe half an hour of playing, Tate clearly couldn’t take it anymore, and threw the control towards the floor, before stomping over to shut the console and TV off. The sound made you flinch, and you had never seen Tate angry before. Nor his body language nor face showed his emotions, just his actions, and when he flopped by your side, he looked fine. If somebody had come in right now, they would just see two teenagers laying next to each other.

“Uhhh… you okay?”, you ask, before rolling over to face him. You poke at his chubby cheek as he stares up at the ceiling and tease him. “Sore loser”.

“Shut up, it’s your fault. You reminded me why I wasn’t allowed to play this game for very long”.

“Wanna play something else? Together? We could play Dragon Ball Z?”, you ask quietly, before going back to your childish sing-song teasing. “Be nice, and I’ll even let you win a few times!”

Tate looks over at you and huffs, before sitting up and getting the controllers, “Good thing you’re used to begging me for mercy”

Kit

-Least sore loser out of them all -Always up for a rematch -He’s pleasant even when he does win - “Want a rematch sugar? So you can have another shot at beating me?” - “Ah you were close, you’re getting good” - “You’re a good rival” - “If I lose, you can drag me to that Rom Com you wanted to see” - “If I win, we make more babies” -Pretends to be competitive when he’s playing with the kids - “I would say Team Girls vs Team Boys… but that’s not fair, the two of you don’t even stand a chance, right Tommy?” -If one of the kids beat him, he’d act super dramatically to give them as much satisfaction of winning -Laser tag is 34 years before Kit’s time, but if he played something like that, he’d try to let the kids win

You ran around the garden and chased a giggling Julia. Because of current financial issues, the power was out, but not wanting to worry the children to much, and not wanting them to ask too many questions, you and Kit decided to make the most of the sun and tire them out before it got dark. Kit, being the big kid he is, suggested playing a tag-like game Thomas invented, where you each get three pebbles each, and try to get each other out by throwing them. Gently. Unless you were throwing them at Kit.

Julia started slowing down when she reached the corner of the house, hoping to hide from you, but you were right behind her, making her turn around and burst out in giggles. When the 5-year-old laughed, the only thing you could see was the missing tooth she donated to the tooth fairy last night. Once you circled all around the house, you come back in view of the garden, and see Julia hiding behind Kit.

“That’s cheating!”, he exclaims, trying to run away from her and toss a pebble in her direction, only for her to do it faster. The second Julia’s tiny rock hits Kit’s tummy and bounced, he put his hands over his stomach and held it like a gun wound. He dropped to the floor dramatically, leaving the two little kids to die of laughter, and you walk over to him, Kit peeping open one eye slightly to see if you were watching him, and then stuck his tongue out to play dead. You picked up a stick from the floor and poked at his chest, making Kit chuckle but quickly hide it.

“Is it dead?”, you ask.

Thomas leans in closer to look at his dad on the floor, before Kit opens his eyes and pulls Tommy to the floor with him, rolling over to be on top of him.

“I win!”, Kit announces, before kissing his son on the cheek.

Franken Kyle

-He doesn’t particularly play complicated games, but he isn’t too patient and gets frustrated with himself pretty easily -If on one of his educational games, he messes something up too many times in a row, he’ll shut off the game and throw the tablet on the bed -He’ll avoid even looking at it -If he loses a tickle fight he’ll sit and whine, straddle you and then tickle you until you beg him to stop -Whines even if he loses at rock paper scissors -He likes colouring and drawing, and because it’s good for his motor skills, the two of you made a really simple game together -You drew out a long snake shape on a big piece of paper and drew lines in between for the spaces -Kyle carefully coloured them in with pencil and with a marker you wrote occasional things like ‘Go back two spaces’ or ‘Go forward three spaces’ -Sweet little Ky would roll the dice, and take his time, pushing his little figurine, which was something like a pencil sharpener or a bottle cap, and counted out the spaces -Got super excited if he won, but wouldn’t mind losing -He would insist the two of you keep playing, and you’re only allowed to stop and go to bed if you end on him winning -Sometimes he would try to let you win so that you could keep playing -Whine and pout if you had to stop playing, and how are you meant to say no to him? -You would have to promise you’ll play tomorrow -You’d be able to slowly make more and more complicated games, until eventually he’d be able to play things like checkers or Ludo

Jimmy

-Lowkey a sore loser -If there were loads of different people playing, he would be a lot more friendly -If he lost, he would still be super annoyed, but just wouldn’t show it -But if it was the two of you, he’d be super competitive -The type of person to flip the board game if he was losing -But he’d apologise straight away and pout if you didn’t want to play with him again - “C’mon let’s play again, I’ll be nice this time” - “Loser gets spanked” -Loves playing games like beer pong

James

-Unpleasant loser but also not a pleasant winner -Bitter compliments if you win at cards - “Well done darling, who would have thought with your high school education you were such a poker master” -Only willing to play the same 5 card games, because if you teach him a new board game he is not familiar with and he loses, he’ll claim it’s only because he’s new to the game -Absolutely infuriated if he loses at Monopoly, since he built a hotel after all -Don’t even bother trying to teach him how to play a video game -And of course - “Only amateurs keep score”

“What are you doing, dear?”, James said, fascinated at your little character wandering around a shop, on the screen in front of both of you.

“I’m trying to buy this plant, but I don’t have enough money, I want to see if I can sell anything I have”, you explain, pointing at your backpack filled with items that you can exchange for spare coins.

“Nonsense, darling, why don’t you simply stab the storekeeper and steal what you desire?”

“Because this is Animal Crossing, James, there isn’t a stab button”

Kai

-Kai likes playing video games or board games with literally anybody apart from you -He likes playing with Ozzy because he’s a kid so most of the time Kai can beat him easily -Definitely not the type of person to let the kid win, even if Ozzy is sobbing and Ally asks him to let Ozzy win once in a while - “Winning fairly will feel so much better for him” - “He won’t appreciate success if he doesn’t first taste failure” -Sometimes instead of story time with his troops he’ll play some board games -At first, everybody will keep letting Kai win out of fear -But eventually someone will win, and everybody else will be fearful for them, scared Kai will be angry - “Finally somebody capable, somebody strong, not scared to show their true capabilities” -But if you ask him to play a game with you, he probably won’t -If you eventually beg enough that he will agree to play a game with you, he’ll tell you he’s only playing one -If you win, he’ll be like, “Okay, are you happy now?” - “Finally it’s over” - “I let you win, are you happy?” -But if he wins, he’ll try to get you to play a few more games - “Are you giving up already?” - “Don’t be a sore loser, rise up to the challenge” - “I assumed you wanted to win, not just to play”

- (Kai loses) “See… you have to give a humiliated man a chance to redeem himself in his own ey-”

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tommybaholland · 4 years ago

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bnha boys in love [valentine’s edition💗]

featuring: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, shinso, amajiki, and dabi

for anyone who might be feeling lonely today, enjoy a lil something from ur fav bnha boy who loves u!

midoriya is one that gets nervous but tries hard to turn it into excitement when thinking about what he’s going to do for or with you on valentine’s day. as an aspiring hero, he always wants to put a smile on others’ faces and you’re no different. actually, you could be an exception because he loves you and those feelings are different from acts of altruism. rather, he wants to give you something straight from his heart. he’s always wanted to cook dinner for someone else, even after he’s always had his mom make him anything he wanted. he receives some basic guidance for her over the phone but he still has zero clue what he’s doing until kacchan stumbles upon him in the dorm kitchen struggling to cut onions. after some threats, yelling, and lots of arguing, the two manage to make a decent meal, actually a whole spread of food for the night. you’ve never had someone put that much thought or make dinner for you so its absolutely surreal when he presents it to you. the meal itself is really good and the night ends with the you both falling into food comas on the couch, relaxing into one another.

bakugo seems very distant leading up to the day. he didn’t seem like the type to make a big deal out of valentine’s day. then again, he had never gotten many chances to celebrate it, except reluctantly with classmates and his parents. you didn’t mind how he felt about it but it was strange that you hadn’t seen much of him the past few days. on the day, you want to not think about his absence so you decide to get some training in. not an hour passes before bakugo storms in, “there you are, IDIOT! i’ve been looking everything for you! you’re coming with me..” he doesn’t allow you time to change or shower and instructs you to close your eyes as he leads you by the hand somewhere. he voice goes soft as he stops and tells you to open your eyes. you open them to see your favorite dessert sitting in front of you and a lit candle to complete the ambience. you’re in complete awe. you knew he could cook but had no idea he could bake but he explains that sato helped him with the recipe and how he almost gave up the whole thing because he couldn’t get it right the first few times. he admits it might still not be perfect but he loves you so very much and-- he doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before you’re silencing him with a kiss.

todoroki could give you anything you wanted on a regular basis, being the son of a pro hero and all. it’s this ceiling effect that gets him in a bind for what to do for you because naturally he’d just spoil you extra. but something tells him he shouldn’t focus on the material items but rather the gesture, the sentiment, maybe even the experience. the beginning of the day is slow and lazy, with him coming to your room early in the morning to lay with you in bed. being the sleepy boy he is, he ends up falling asleep on you and you follow close behind. luckily, he set an alarm so you wouldn’t miss what he has planned. he takes you to a hot spring in a secluded location, where you (appropriately) share one together. it’s really nice and relaxing and a different type of alone you get to spend with him. he tries to rub your feet but you won’t let him because you’re ticklish and that starts a little tickle war. you surrender by wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as your ribs ache from laughing so hard. you stare at each other while catching your breath, lips slowly drawing closer. it’s all around a beautiful moment with such a pretty and kind-hearted boy.

kirishima would save as much as he could to be able to spoil you on this day. he figures; that’s what it’s for, right? this man would try to go above and beyond for you any day because you’re so worth it to him but valentine’s is truly his day to shine. he decides to put together a scavenger hunt which involves one long tour of your previous dates, like the buffet restaurant and the arcade. he even sneaks in little nostalgic things during your time as a couple, like at the park where he learned how you liked to lay on your stomach while he’d draw little shapes on your back. it’s crazy but so fun and cute and special. it ends in a random backside of a building at UA and it’s familiar but you’re confused as to why he brought you here. “this was the place where you first told me you were interested in me..and i was so nervous but so flattered that someone as wonderful as you could like me.” and he goes on and on but he can’t help that he feels so much love for you, which is something he didn’t really think he’d get to experience. he’s oh so grateful to have you and so are you to have the manliest, cutest, sweetest boyfriend ever.

kaminari feels the pressure of making your first valentine’s with him the best day you’ve ever had and tries to put on a front but fails. he loves that you’re so easygoing and chill with anything but he wants to make the day special. he wants to go above and beyond for you because you deserve it so much. he really likes the idea of an private outdoor dinner because the ambience is already pretty romantic. he sets it all up and when the time comes, he’s just too excited and can’t keep it a secret. he leads you outside as he tells you that he strung up all these lights but when you get out there, it’s real dark. he goes, “this is the best part.” he uses his quirk to simultaneously light up the small bulbs dangling from the strings. unfortunately, several of them blow a fuse and shatter, diminishing the full effect. you both laugh it off like normal and he says he was prepared for that, pulling out a lighter to light the candles on the table. it’s sweet and thoughtful, but don’t think you’ve escaped the ‘are you trying to romance me’ tiktok references. it’s okay though because a denki date night wouldn’t be complete without them.

shinso is similar to bakugo when it comes to valentine’s, except he’s more so indifferent, rather than not caring about it. he’d be the type to ask you what you want or would like to do but he realizes that was a lost cause because of course you tell him it doesn’t really matter to you and you’d be happy with whatever. you’re so lovely to him everyday, despite his insecurities and trust qualms, so he silently promises to give you a day that you deserve. he tells you he has a surprise. it’s easy to hide as he takes you to your favorite cat cafe, a place where you two are regulars. there’s one cat there, a black and white tuxedo cat, that you are particularly fond of. he enjoys watching you smile as the cat rubs up against you and lays in your lap. you’ve completely forgotten about why you were there until he tells you that the cat is yours if you want him. you’re in complete disbelief but he tells you that he had arranged it with the owner of the cafe, who had noticed that the cat was very skittish and avoidant of other people, except for you. “and i told him, ‘yeah, me too.’”

amajiki is nervous, of course. probably more nervous than on a regular basis. he knows he shouldn’t be because you’re so wonderful and accept anything he’s done for you with your sweet smile and kisses. he doesn’t like going out to public places too often but he wants to take you to several that you’ll both enjoy and he’ll feel somewhat comfortable. every place has something to do with nature: a zoo, an aquarium, and finally, a butterfly garden which he remembered you mentioning how you had always wanted to go to one. although he knows butterflies are gentle creatures, he isn’t so big on bugs in general, especially when there’s hundreds of them flying around him. you hold his hand the entire time, relaxing him as time goes by. you giggle as they land on the tips of his ears, making him smile as their delicate legs tickle his skin. he grins at your reaction as he pulls you closer. “nothing compares to your butterfly kisses, bunny.” he leans in to blink against your skin, his lashes brushing lightly like wings. you return the gesture to him, hugging him close to you as he pets your hair. he can be shy but your own little love language made up for it.

dabi has never been into something as trivial as a day about love. to him, it’s like any other day. but he never expected that he’d be scrambling around the city to find the perfect flowers to give to you. it’s the least he could do but it could never make up for everything you’ve done for him. you’ve made him feel loved and wanted; having proven it by sticking by him this entire time, such as the fact that he’s now a wanted criminal. he has to be discrete. this doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have standards and wouldn’t give you just any flower that was thrown out or forgotten. he starts to get frustrated as he stalks around in a forest and lets his quirk burn off a little steam, catching the trees and foliage into blue flames. then he sees it. you’re a little on edge when he gets home, worried that something had happened after you hadn’t seen him all day. he reminds you what day it is and then holds up what he found: a lonely flower, singed a bit on the ends of the petals but intact and tall. he explains that it reminded him of you, your relationship, what you mean to him. it’s rough around the edges and imperfect but resilient and strong.

happy valentine’s day from bnha night! any lovely requests may enter here..

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superhero--imagines · 4 years ago

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Part 1 here! / Part 2 Here! / Part 3 here!

A/N: I already know some of y’all are going to be mad, it’s 2020 and twilight needs some diversity, don’t @ me.

* You’re not really sure how you got here

* “This ones done”

* Edward holds out the blood bag to you, carefully pulling out the needles from you beloved Deer, Hayden.

* “Ah, thank you.” You place it carefully along with the others, before lavishing Hayden with affection

* “You were so good today! You’re going to get extra carrots, yes you are!”

* You’re aware of Edwards gaze on you as he disinfects the injection point.

* “You know it’s illegal to have Deer as pets in Alaska don’t you?” The corner of his mouth is quirked in the smallest smirk you have ever seen, and you roll your eyes

* “Tanya got a permit, the official stance is they’re her deer, I just take care of them for some extra pocket money”

* Not that anyone would venture into the “siren house” to ask questions

* You knew people were probably wary of coming up to the estate, even the mail man looked dead scared when he left Irina’s Lululemon packages in the mailbox

* But you didn’t think the locals legit called the manse “The Siren House”

* Edward told you they used to call it “The Witch House” but then, upon seeing the Denali sisters, changed it to Siren

* Edward doesn’t say anything, just moves to take the filled blood bags up to the house

* Ever the gentleman

* You really thought Edward would show up once, figure out he couldn’t read your mind, and retreat into his own moody silence.

* You figured you would mostly be dealing with Carlisle, who would teach you how to draw blood from your heard of deers, and then you would be on your own.

* But instead it was Edward who volunteered to do it for you, Carlisle was busy with his day job after all.

* He shows up once a week, usually after school, and carefully extracts the blood

* Then he puts them inside the fridge and leaves

* You really don’t get what’s going on, if he hates you so much why even bother coming over in the first place

* You’re about to fall into your usual rhythm of handing him the blood bags, which he then puts in the fridge when he breaks your routine

* “Why-“ your head pops up from the small pile of blood bags and to him. He’s looking away, but then his gaze meets yours. “Why go through all this trouble for a few deer.”

* You grin and hand him a blood bag

* “Another vampire might say the same thing to you, why go through all the trouble for a few humans?”

* He flinches, and you laugh. He’s so unaware of himself it’s actually funny

* “For the record, I do it because they remind me of my (Dog/Cat/Pet).” He quirks an eyebrow at that.

* “Your pet?”

* You nod. You’re number one concern on arrival here had been whether your dog was okay, but sifting through your memories of this life, you realized your dog had passed away in the middle of high school.

* “When I look into their face, all I can think about is my dog” you shrug, it’s the same with bears and other animals too.

* “Also, it’s kinda disgusting to drink that blood straight out of the animal.”

* Draining the blood must have deducted something from the taste, you can’t imagine what that skunky revolting flavor would have been like if you were drinking straight from the animal.

* Edward laughs. It’s the first time he’s laughed around you, pearly white canines in full view, the skin at the corner of his eyes folds

* It’s cute, very boyish. You get what Bella was talking about now

* “You get used to it after a while” he shrugs

* You shake your head, no one should ever have to drink that crap

* “Here, try some of my blood” you say it like you’re offering him some cookies you made. You pick up one of the bags, still warm, and he quirks an eyebrow

* This isn’t the first time you’ve offered, usually he declines and rushes to leave

* One time it looked like he might say yes, but then he noticed Tanya and excused himself.

* He accepts the bag, holding it up with one hand

* “Do you pour it in a mug?”

* And so you and Edward sip your blood-Capri-suns in the kitchen that’s only now started to be used

* You sit in the counter cross legged, while he leans against the adjacent counter. Both of you silently sipping your meals.

* “This is really good” he finally says, his blood bag almost empty.

* “Who’d you have? I’ve been trying to add different veggies to their meal to see if it brings out a different flavour profile.”

* He had Henrietta, who you had been giving more citrus too. Partially for flavour, and partially because she’s your favourite

* “It kind of tastes like...fruit punch” Edward recalls after a prolonged minute.

* He seems so nostalgic, you wonder how long it’s been since he’s had human food

* “I think genetics have something to do with the flavour too, the breed from this region all seem to have a fruity aftertaste”

* “I’m partial to deer since they don’t have a strong game taste aftertaste.”

* “Yes! That part is the worst, it’s like eating a skunk” You scowl and he laughs again.

* You know he doesn’t belong to you, he’s Bella’s, in a few years she’ll be all he thinks or cares about.

* But maybe the two of you can be friends until then.

* All at once the moments broken, Edward stands a bit straighter, the smile on his face gone.

* You turn to look behind you to see Carmen.

* Her head is tilted to the side, a smile tugging on her lips

* “You both look like you’re having fun.”

* After that the conversation is pleasant, but it definitely stutters until Edward eventually leaves.

* “I think he likes you” You’re reading a book by the fire, the gentle heat is nice and it sets the mood.

* “What?”

* Carmen’s grinning

* “The Cullen boy is interested in you.”

* You just shake your head. You doubt it, Edwards only got a one track mind for one person. And it’s not you

* “It would be nice if we could be friends though, I don’t really know many other people my physical age.”

* Carmen stops mid-stitch on her embroidery hoop

* “Is that something you want? Because the Cullen’s have other’s your a-“

* “I don’t need you to set up play dates for me Carmen”

* “Understood”

* Edward comes by regularly, to help you with your animals. You’re both always under the (discrete) supervision of one of your guardians (excluding Tanya of course.)

* And with each visit you learn a little more about him

* You find out that right now he’s masquerading as a senior in high school, he’s considering going to college for veterinary sciences

* “Why veterinary sciences?” You wonder if he’s about to poach your best deer and start his own blood business when he shrugs

* “It’s one of the few degrees I don’t have”

* You’re drinking blood-Capri-suns out on the porch, he’s still in his school clothes, including a very puffy jacket

* “What were you going to do?” Your raise an eyebrow and he elaborates “before you turned, what were you plans for the future.”

* “I was on my graduation trip, I was going to college in the fall”

* You got accepted into your safety school with a generous scholarship.

* Edward doesn’t press any further. But you can tell that he wants too.

* Many nights go by, you experiment with you animals diets, have supervised hang-outs with Edward, you meet Carlisle every so often who basically gives you therapy and helps you control your emotions

* Life is good

* But your growing complacency with the situation is starting to bother you

* You haven’t forgotten about Alec and Jane who are still fighting so hard to survive, or the countless others who would prefer this way of life if they only knew

* You know the minute you start being content is the minute the world wins

* So every night -or really every so often, you’ve lost all perception of time, the nights in Alaska are totally fucked and these heathens don’t even have a damn clock. Your only really sign of time is the mail man dropping off amazon packages- you sit and dream

* You think about giving back to the community, about saving your friends, and about dethroning fucking Aro

* You’re only at the beginning now, there’s still so much work to do, but it’s a start

* You hear a noise and your eyes open

* If you had a beating heart it would stutter when it saw Edward standing beside your bed, your hand moves on it’s own through reflex, clutching your heart

* Under the circumstances you would expect someone else to laugh, but Edward just looks confused

* “Are you...sleeping?”

* “I like to pretend, it’s a nice way to end the day” he raises an eyebrow at that

* “It’s 4 in the afternoon”

* “Well damn Edward, we don’t have any clocks in this house, how am I supposed to know what time it is.”

* He does laugh at that

* “Is it...nice?”

* “Yeah, it’s pretty relaxing, kills some time too.” Noticing the curious look on his face, you ask:

* “Do you want to try?” You pat the space on the bed beside you.

* You’re fully expecting for Edward with his old fashioned virtues to deny your suggestion. So you’re surprised that after several long seconds of silence, and a rather pained look, he adheres to your request and lies next to you on your bed.

* It’s a king size bed, so he’s at least three Great Danes away from you, but the closeness still surprises you.

* “What do I do now?” He says, eyes closed.

* “Daydream, or fantasise I guess, about things that happened in your day, or things you wish happened, places you want to go and memories you wish you could relive”

* “What do you usually dream about?” He asks, eyes open now

* “I think about Jane,” the answer is automatic, and you regret it as soon as the words come out. But Edward’s expression doesn’t change so you continue. “I think about my deers and my family too.” Most of the time you’re just thinking about what animal you want to excitement with next tbh

* “And sometimes I think about you.”

* And how glad you are to have a friend

* Edward doesn’t say anything for a long time, and for a second you hope he hasn’t misunderstood your words, you know he’ll never feel that way about you. All of those romantic feelings are saved for Bella

* “Would you like to come to my house sometime?” The questions throws you off, and your expression illicit’s a laugh from him. “Emmett and Esme are dying to meet the newborn from the Denali coven”

* That’s probably true for Esme, you’re pretty sure Emmett just wants to have some physical match with the “Volturi-reject”

* “That sounds fun, sure.”

* Maybe they have a clock in their house you can steal

* Edward shows up the next day in his shiny white Volvo to pick you up.

* On either side of you on the front porch are Carmen and Kate with their most fierce expressions (and behind them is Eleazer who just looks like he’s along for the ride)

* “Where are you going?” Kate asks

* “Our home on the other side of the mountain, you’ve been there before” Edwards got a small smile curling in his lips, and an eyebrow raised.

* “What will you do?” Carmen asks

* “My family’s having a board game night, I think we’re playing monopoly”

* “What time will you bring them home?” Kate intervenes, man they’re not even pretending to be polite

* “Well it’s not a school night-“ Seeing his joke isn’t going to land, he rethinks his words midway

* “Whenever they tell me to.”

* You’re half expecting to get a curfew, even though this household seems to operate without the concept of time, when Eleazer interjects

* “Well be safe, and have a good time.” He slides a backpack up your shoulders. “I packed you some blood bags in case you get hungry, Henrietta’s since I know that’s your favourite.”

* He’s the only one waving as you get into Edward’s car

* The view as you drive is breath taking, the snow covered mountains, abs crisp green trees

* Edward laughs beside you, at your awestruck expression no doubt

* “You don’t get out much do you?”

* You have your nose practically pressed to the glass

* “Not at all.”

* The Cullen’s home is reminiscent of the one from the movies. All light, with glass everywhere. It’s like a aurora, all wavy with no true shape

* “Welcome to our home (Y/N)” Carlisle greats you first, and behind him is... Esme

* She’s not at all like the books or the movie

* She’s definitely not white, you can’t tell exactly what race, but she’s definitely a POC.

* Her caramel cheekbones seem even more prominent when she offers you a smile.

* “It’s so nice to finally meet you, I’m Esme.”

* For some reason her being a POC, makes you feel more comfortable around her.

* Maybe you will ask her to draw up those plans for a proper barn.

* Edward stifles a laugh behind you, and you raise an eyebrow.

* “Emmett is dying to meet you upstairs.”

* You follow Edward up the stairs, finally meeting the family that spawned four books and a movie franchise.

* None of them look like they’re actor counterparts

* For one Emmett is black. And also really handsome, he’s got this Chadwick Boseman look alike thing going on and you’re down for it (RIP)

* Rosalie looks basically the way she was described in the books, all blonde hair and angel faced, but she’s the only one

* Alice is definitely Asian, she kinda looks like Lana Condor

* Jasper.... is ambiguously brown, but it still makes you let out a sigh of relief when you remember he was a Major in the CONFEDERATE army.

* More to the story than someone who was blatantly racist and supported slavery.

* They’re all beautiful, and they terrify you. You’re not exactly sure why, but something primal in you tells you to run away as fast as you can.

* But Edward lightly brushed the small of your back, pushing you forward. Right into the lions den.

* “Hello, I’m Rosalie”

* Looks like they picked her to be their spokesperson, all glittering smiles and flawless cheekbones. She extends her hand, and you lightly grasp it.

* “It’s nice to meet you.”

* It’s surreal to think how you know almost everything about this girl, while you two are virtually strangers

* Jasper introduces himself next, all smiles and quiet gentlemanly behavior.

* You’re not really sure what to expect with Alice, from what you know this girl has seen every future you could possibly have.

* Who knows what she saw

* But when she stands she hugs you

* “It’s good to see you!”

* “Alice, you haven’t introduced yourself”

* “Oh, right. I’m Alice”

* Emmett claps you on the back like you’re an old friend.

* “So, I heard you used to hang out with the sadist twins in the Volturi”

* You can practically feel the tension in the air, even Edward winces

* “They’re not so bad” really, what did anyone expect when they were in that environment

* Emmett grins

* “That’s bad ass”

* The rest of the night passes in a blur. The cullen’s game of monopoly includes some monstrous version where they put 8 different themed boards together and play in teams (You’re obviously on Edward and Alice’s team)

* They also have some sort of structure where they put four hotels together and called it a mega-hotel

* The whole thing blows up when Emmett accused Alice and Edward of using their powers to cheat

* “What do you want me to do, I can’t turn it off when I want Emmett, trust me I would especially when you and-“

* “Oh shut up Emmett, like we haven’t noticed Rosalie has an awful lot of $500 bills” Jasper interjects

* “It’s because you always pay me rent in small change!” She screams

* “Now-“ Carlisle tried to interject but Alice stands up

* “That’s a lie! I saw you steal from the bank several times when Esme wasn’t looking” Alice screams

* It goes on like this until Carlisle Declares the game over, and shoos everyone away.

* “Sorry, I would say it’s usually not like this, but I would be lying” Edward grins and you shrug

* “It was pretty fun and... entertaining in its own way” Edward beams at you, and once again, you definitely feel the dazzling effect Bella described in the movies

* “Should I... take you home now?” You can tell he doesn’t want to take you back yet, and if you’re being honest you don’t want to go back either

* The Cullen’s house has so much light, and you can see the stars so clearly here

* And if you’re being honest things seem to be way more entertaining here

* Edward takes you to a nook which houses a grand piano

* You’re fingers instinctively roam over the keys.

* “Do you play?”

* “Just a bit”

* You’re not the one who knew how to play, not really. But now this body is yours. You’ve thought about asking Carmen for a Piano, you’re sure they would love something that adds to the gothic feel of the mansion, but always cast it aside.

* You’re busy enough with your research.

* “Play me something” Edward grins.

* Alec had said the same thing to you when you were first taken by the Volturi, at the time your mind had raced wondering which piece would impress him the most. Which would aide in your survival.

* But looking at Edward now, you know that it’s not the same situation.

* He really does want you to play whatever your heart desires

* So you play “Love like you”, accompanied by your quiet voice reciting the lyrics

* At some point Edward sits beside you, playing in a deeper key, adding another layer of depth to your performance

* Wordlessly, afterwards he plays a piece of his own, Claire de Lune. Which you know is a remarkably hard piece.

* Still halfway you chime in, your super human fingers keeping up with him with ease

* And so it goes on like this, you play a modern song, waiting for him to catch up and he does the same with a classic

* Like a never ending game of cat and mouse

* It stops abruptly when Edward is in the middle of “moonlight sonata” when Alice clears her throat from behind you.

* “I hate to disturb,” there’s a teasing grin arched on her face. “But if you don’t drop them off, Carmen and Tanya are going to come over personally to retrieve them-“

* You see Edward wince, no doubt reviving Alice’s vision through his ability

* “And I don’t think anyone wants that.”

* You nod, moving to grab your backpack when you overhear Alice say-

* “You never let me play like that with you”

* Edward let’s out some sort of noise akin to a scoff

* “Where did you learn those songs?” He asks when you’re on the road

* Well you can’t tell him they’re from artists who aren’t known yet

* “Personal compositions” you murmur, and Edward grins his dazzling grin

* You talk about nothing but music until you pull into the familiar circle driveway of the manse

* Right when you’re about to thank him for a fun time, he gently stops you with a fleeting touch to your shoulder.

* “I’m graduating next month,” he hands you an envelope which you assume has his graduation card. “I was wondering if you would like to come to the ceremony.”

* You hold the card with both hands stunned, he’s already graduating high school?

* That means only 4 more years until he moves to Forks, and another two until he meets Bella

* And you realize that while time is frozen for both of you until the end of the universe, you’re the only one who isn’t moving forward

* “Yeah, I’d love that!”

* You try your best to smile, but your sure it comes off looking strange

* You don’t talk to anyone, heading straight for your bedroom

* What’s next for you?

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