JJK OLYMPICS OHHH YOURE A GENIUS
head spinning w sooooooo many athlete aus rn…..
satoru honestly isn’t half as cocky as the media makes him out to be but he could be because you bring up world champion men’s freestyle swim times and it’s his name on the scoreboard ten times before someone else shows up. he’s faster than himself by fifteen seconds all around, he’s earned a bit of cockiness. mentioned in the last post that whenever he’s at a competition and he finishes a race, he looks at the camera and signs a little infinity sign and then blows a kiss to you. some bitter old coach always calls him out on it, and gets him fined for unsportsmanlike conduct, and he’s happy to pay the fees if it means getting a message home to you, but eventually you two come up with a new code; and at his next race, he places gold, turns to the camera, crosses his middle finger over his pointer finger and smiles. when he’s in his post-race interview, he makes sure to explain that he does it for you with the widest smile on his face.
megumi nepotism baby but not in the same sport. toji was a multi gold medalist back in his heyday for shooting, so it’s not really a surprise to anybody that megumi has scary good aim, but he takes to archery instead of shooting. actually the idea of megumi being an emo little kid and throwing rocks at a tree when his dad pissed him off his hilarious, and even funnier is toji watching him, slightly amused and a little scared because megumi is maybe six and hitting the exact same spot every single time. he grows to be very blase about it—it’s more of a release/hobby for him that he happens to be really good at, and well, now good enough to earn a few olympic medals. megumi is not a fan of having his dad ruffle his hair on international television after he’s won, but he supposes it can’t be helped.
i don’t know where to put yuuta…. tennis…. tempting….. him in his little white shorts…. little grunts after he serves…. cries….. a complete 180 in his personality when he’s playing vs doing anything else. so charming and sweet and kinda shy when he’s being interviewed, and the second he steps on the court his eyes are so cold it’s scary…. need him… extremely nerdy about his rackets, and shoes, and clothes, and rambles to you about aerodynamics and posture and torque whenever you ask him to teach you, and you always have to shutup him up with a kiss and remind him that yeah you sort of want to learn to play tennis for him, but mostly you came bc he looks hot doing it. once he got asked in an interview if he ever thinks about you while he’s playing and his response was very concise, “no, never. it would be a big distraction,” and did not realize the implications of his heavily televised words.
also…. not to make this post 40% yuuta but we could pull from canon a bit and make his sport fencing. he doesn’t excel because he’s the strongest, it’s because he’s learned to treat the sword as an extension of himself and a good strategist… also because i like the image of him pulling the helmet/mask off and shaking his hair out………..
don’t even know where to put yuuji…. volleyball? basketball? track and field??? the irony of him easily being the most athletic but canonically does not want to play sports 😭 but i can see him playing a sport because someone scouts him and it turns out to be a way to make steady money to support himself and his grandpa :( by the time he’s qualified and made it to the olympics, wasuke is doing much better (thanks to yuuji having landed some preemptive sponsorships and being able to afford better medical care), but not so well enough that he can travel across the world to watch yuuji play. wasuke tells you that you should travel and be with yuuji, but yuuji is so touched by the idea that you would stay with his grandpa and be by his side when he’s away :(( he wins gold, of course, and he doesn’t even wait until the closing ceremony—which, he’d mentioned in all of his interviews, so nobody can be too upset. he’s on record saying, “i’m excited to play, but i’m even happier to be going home. my girlfriend and my grandpa are watching me and i miss them!” several times— he’s on the first flight home with flowers, and tears in his eyes. puts his gold medal on his grandpa’s neck as a thank you, and spends probably thirty minutes straight hugging you and kissing you and honestly don’t put it past him to propose now that he’s got nike ambassador money
nanami started judo as a way to relieve the stress of his overbearing job, and someone at the gym/training center notices he seems to be a natural despite being a beginner. he starts to draw a crowd, which annoys him at first because the point of judo was discipline and release from having to deal with too many people at his office job, but nanami supposes he can’t be too mad when you introduce yourself as a talent scout and offer him professional training. there’s irony in him accepting your offer, because it was definitely not based in professionalism at all… quitting his job as a salaryman to become a professional athlete in his mid-twenties was not on his bingo chart, but if it means he will have met you, then so be it. you’re with him all the way, through his training, competitions, world championships, qualifiers, all the way until he’s on the podium. you’re the first to congratulate him, but he interjects by telling you he’s quitting. you ask him why—he just won at the olympics for crying out loud, but nanami just shakes his head, puts down his flowers and his medal so his hands are free to hold your face and tell you, “it would be unethical to kiss my manager, so i am quitting.” (later, when everything is said and done, and you two are cuddling, you mention to him that he could just hire a new manager, and not quit his new career, to which he blushes because yeah… that’s probably more rational, but rational was not in his train of thought at the time)
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totally unserious take on a chaggie wedding XD inspired by @tiny-feisty-gay's glorious idea of carmilla giving vaggie away XD XD
Carmilla: "....."
Vaggie: (dressed to get hitched) (half way out a window)
Carmilla: "...am I interrupting?"
Vaggie: "Miss Carmine, uh- No, I was just. Gonna get some air..."
Carmilla: "Two minutes before your wedding."
Vaggie: "That's- that's why I need the air."
Carmilla: "And when you don't return from your 'air getting', what exactly would you like me to say to your heartbroken bride?"
Vaggie: ".... I..."
Carmilla: "Come along." (hooks vaggie by the arm and pulls her casually away from the window) "You can explain it all to me on the way."
Vaggie: "The way- the- the way WHERE?"
Carmilla: "To the wedding arch, where your reformed snake man is waiting to officiate your vows with the princess of hell." (lifts eyebrow) "I did you both a rather large favor by helping your fight against heaven. I am calling in that favor now, and you will allow me to walk you down the aisle."
Vaggie: "Oh no."
Carmilla: "Oh yes."
Vaggie: "Wait." (digging in her heels) (getting dragged anyway) "Wait!"
Carmilla: "Why should I."
Vaggie: "The wedding- I can't."
Carmilla: "Then face her and tell her so."
Vaggie: "That’s not what-"
Carmilla: "Did you ask her to be here today?"
Vaggie: "W-we asked each other..."
Carmilla: "So you at least owe her that much. You can say whatever you like once you reach the arch, but you should at least meet her there. Don't you think?"
Vaggie: "..."
Vaggie: "You're right." (squares shoulders) "You're right- I should. And. I've been practicing the vows for weeks. I should just. Say them."
Carmilla: "Good." (at the doors) "Ready?"
Vaggie: (breathes out) "...ready."
Carmilla: (walks them out the doors and towards the aisle)
Vaggie: "-im not ready im not ready."
Carmilla: "Too late."
Vaggie: (whisper yelling) "Turn left! Left! Left left left!"
Carmilla: "No."
Vaggie: "Miss Carmine- please-"
Carmilla: "No.” (effortless marches vaggie forward) “If you didn't want me interfering with your life then you shouldn't have come asking me for help in the first place."
Vaggie: "I ASKED? I only asked you to teach me how to kill angels!"
Carmilla: "And I only agreed to teach you when you said you were looking to protect those you love. Now I have another lesson for you."
Vaggie: "This isn't the time-"
Carmilla: "Hush. You need to kill the angel in your head."
Vaggie: "The what?"
Carmilla: "The voice screaming at your about worthiness instead of love- kill it. Kill it before it breaks the heart of the woman that you love."
Vaggie: "How can I- but it's not wrong. And it's, me."
Carmilla: "And you are the one she asked to be here. Look. She's waiting for you."
Vaggie: "Charlie..."
Vaggie: “……”
Vaggie: "....she's loves people, e-even when they don't deserve it."
Carmilla: "Your entire hotel is built on proving that a lie. Are you willing to fight for her or not?"
Vaggie: "Yes! With my life, no matter what-"
Carmilla: "Then fight for her. Fight yourself, for her, or you will be the one to hurt her."
Vaggie: "....what if I lose? What I.. if she..."
Carmilla: "You can't be ready to fight a battle if you're not ready to risk losing it. Is her happiness worth that risk to you?"
Vaggie: "More than anything."
Carmilla: (as they reach the arch) (whispering) "Then you are ready."
At the arch
Charlie: "VAGGIE!” (grinning) “H-hi!!!"
Vaggie: (smiling) (melting) "Hey, sweetie." (hesitates) "…one second?"
Charlie: "? Okay!!!!!!"
Vaggie: (turns to Carmilla) "Can I hug you."
Carmilla: "You may."
Vaggie: (hugs her stiffly) "Thank you."
Charlie: (also quickly hugging them both) “I don’t know why exactly but thank you so much too!” (backs off again) "Sorry!"
Carmilla: (smiling) (hugs vaggie back warmly) "Enough.” (pushing away) “Go, now. Fight."
Vaggie: "I will.”
Vaggie: (turning to Charlie) (taking her hands) "I always will."
Charlie: (grinning) “With me? As partners?”
Vaggie: “And for you. For as long as you want, and longer. You’ve-” (voice breaks) “… you’ve been stuck with me for while already, Charlie Morningstar.”
Charlie: (tearing up) “So’ve you. And I will too. Um.” (blinking hard) “Vaggie… Morningstar?”
Vaggie: (choked laugh) “Getting ahead of the ceremony, babe, but yeah. Almost.”
Charlie: “Okay.” (sniffling) (Smiling) “Then- oh, thanks Razzle. Uh.” (at vaggie) “Gimme one sec?”
Vaggie: “Take as many as you want, it’s our ceremony after all.”
Charlie: “R-right.” (quickly dabs at eyes with handkerchief Razzle gave her before handing it back) “Then, um, that’s enough ceremony for me, to be honest. You’re enough- you’re all I wanted out of this whole wedding thing anyway, Vaggie.”
Vaggie: “…yeah?”
Charlie: “Yes.”
Vaggie: “Same. I- yeah… you..” (clears throat) “Same here.”
Charlie: “Yeah..?”
Vaggie: “Yes.”
Sir Pentious: “Awwwww.”
Sir Pentious: “…..ah.”
Sir Pentious: (shuffling note cards) “Ah, ahhh… errhm… wasss that, in the vowsss?”
Charlie: (giggling) “Well it is now~”
Vaggie: “Whoops.”
Sir Pentious: “Ah, my apologiessss !” (shuffling frantically) “I- I musssst have missssed, the update- ah, errr-”
Charlie: (laughing) “You didn’t miss anything, Pen, don’t worry!”
Vaggie: “Go ahead Pentious.” (squeezes Charlie’s hands) “We’re ready.”
Charlie: “Heh.” (squeezes back) “We.” (still kinda crying)
Sir Pentious: “Oh yess! Hmmm.”
Sir Pentious: (stares at disorganized notes)
Sir Pentious: “Dearly damned and other demons, sinners, winners, whatevers! We are gathered here today to…! To….” (flips card) “…to kiss- the, ah… brides?”
Angel Dust: “What, kiss them? ALL of us assholes? That’ll take a bit.” (ginning) “Hold onto ya lips, toots!”
Husk: “Pass.”
Alastor: “I must most strenuously decline, ha ha~!”
Niffty: “KISS THE BRIDES! KISS THE BRIDES!” (giggling)“Your death swift would be SWIFT and BRUTAL! And go GREAT with the decorations!”
Cherri: (cackling) (hollering) “You better not, Penny, you’d better not!”
Sir Pentious: “N-NO CHERRI I SSSSWEAR I WOULD NEVER-!”
Sir Pentious: “Oh… ah…”
Sir Pentius: “…they sssseem to be preoccupied with each other, in any case… erm.”
Sir Pentious: “Congratulassshtionsss?”
Charggie: (thumbs up) (still kinda kissing) (still kinda laughing and crying too)
meanwhile
Lucifer in the background: (HOWLING TEARS OF JOY INTO HIS HAT)
Ozzie: (same situation but with Fizzie instead of a hat)
Carmilla: (stiffly but sympathetically patting them both on the head)
Clara & Odette: (waving a pair of lesbian and bisexual flags & holding up a 10/10 score card respectively)
Clara: “…”
Clara: “…what about the rings?”
KeeKee: (walks over) (WRETCHES) (licks paw) (walks off)
Clara & Odette: (stare blankly)
Clara: “…… did the demon cat just cough up their wedding bands.”
Odette: “Apparently.”
Clara: “Aww. That’s really gross.”
Odette: “Don’t be homophobic at the gay wedding, Clara.”
Clara: “I’d never be homophobic at OUR sister’s marriage, Oddy.” (elbows her) “You know what this means?”
Odette: “Finally you are not my default favorite sister. I have to actively choose you, and the privilege can be revoked.”
Clara: “And mom can’t guilt us about wanting to walk a daughter down the aisle anymore.”
Odette: “….”
Odettte: (revises her score cards to say 100/10 instead)
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