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Chaos.
Another for the Phic Phight! This one kinda combines two prompts and I had so much fun writing it! In this, Danny and Tucker donât know Sam plays video games yet. 5,063 words.
"What do you mean you donât feel the same way? We´ve had a mutual crush on each other for years." Sam says angrily after finally confessing her love to him. But Danny´s heart was beating hard for someone else entirely. Prompt by phantomfana.Â
Danny wants to ask his crush to the upcoming school dance. Prompt by Rikaleeta.
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It was another long night of ghost hunting for Danny. Technus took up the first part of the night, trying to take over the parkâs new security system. Tucker was fortunately still awake to help him out with that. Then Johnny and Kitty rolled in, but they werenât looking for trouble, they just wanted a date night and swore they wouldnât be a problem. Apparently Fridays were their days off for âeverything but each otherâ. Danny was a romantic, but he didnât know if this was sweet or nauseating. Ember had put up a good fight, though. He was proud he only had one injury to tend to. He had dodged most of her attacks, but she was still a pretty advanced ghost. And, of course, Danny had caught the Box Ghost six, count them, SIX times. How did he always manage to get out?! He wasnât difficult to take down, he was just a pest.Â
Danny sighed as he sat down at his computer chair. It was only 12:30 am, and it was a Friday. He could sleep in tomorrow and he deserved at least a couple hours of fun. He logged into his online gaming account and saw Tucker was online. Figures. He pulled up the chat anyway.Â
Astrohaunt: Hey Tuck. Still up?
Technopedia: You know it. Chaos signed on about a half hour ago and Iâm not passing up the opportunity.
Astrohaunt: Dude is so good itâs unreal!
Technopedia: He goes to our school, I tracked one of his IP addresses and he logged in at school a few times.
Astrohaunt: Tucker wtf. Thatâs creepy!
Technopedia: I just want to make sure Chaos is actually a kid and not Lancer again!
Astrohaunt: I still canât wrap my mind around Lancer playing Doomed���
Technopedia: Same. But Chaos IP is different from Lancer, so we good. Unless more teachers play Doomed.
Astrohaunt: I hate you for putting that image into my brain.
Technopedia: Sorry dude. But quick come join before someone else gets Chaos.
Danny, Tucker, and Chaos had made a great team. Whenever Chaos was around, they were actually able to progress through the game. They played several rounds until Tucker was caught by his mom and was forced to sign off, but Danny and Chaos kept playing.Â
TeamChaos: Hey, whatâs up?
Astrohaunt: Omg dude youâre so awesome.Â
TeamChaos: Ha, thanks. Gotta blow off steam somehow.Â
Astrohaunt: Tell me about it! Between Lancerâs three projects and midterms and...other stuff...this is my only time to actually chill. Iâve been so stressed!
TeamChaos: Same. I did finish one of the projects though. Iâm always here if you need to talk, you know.Â
Astrohaunt: Wow, I may just take you up on that offer. Iâve had a rough night.
TeamChaos: Lay it on me.
And so Danny, sparing the ghost hunting details, stayed up chatting with Chaos until 5 am. He got along really well with the guy, they had a lot of similar interests. This was just the first of many up-all-night conversations they shared. After a few months, Danny felt a special connection with Chaos, and yet, he didnât even know his name!Â
Astrohaunt: Weâve been talking all these months and I still donât know your name. Iâm Danny.Â
TeamChaos: Oh, thought you knew. Itâs Sam!
Astrohaunt: Hey! One of my best friends is named Sam!Â
TeamChaos: You donât say!!!
The next day at school, Danny pulled Tucker over to him, whispering, âDude, help. I think I might be gay....âÂ
âWhat?!â Tucker shouted.
âQuiet, Tuck!âÂ
âOkay, well uh...why?â Tucker sent him a weird look and took a step back.Â
âNo, not you. Chaos. I think I have a crush on Chaos.â Danny ran a hand through his hair. âI donât know what to do! I never thought Iâd be...you know. Chaos and I just have good conversations and heâs always there to listen to me when I need to vent. I thought maybe I found another best friend but...this is different. Chaos is so cool and Iâm crushing and I donât even know who he is or what he looks like! Or if he feels the same way! Maybe Iâm just stupid and-â
âDude, chill. Youâre jumping too far ahead of yourself. Whichever way you, you know, swing...Iâm still your best friend.â Tucker pulled out his PDA. âLet me see what I can find out. I know Chaos goes to our school.â
âThanks, Tuck. As if being half ghost wasnât hard enough! Oh, and heâs in our class, because heâs talked me through assignments and knows what they are and stuff. Heâs almost as good as explaining things as Sam. Crap...Sam. Donât tell her about this!â Danny started fidgeting.Â
âWell,â Tucker raised his eyebrows in surprise, âI can tell you with absolute certainty that Chaos is definitely a girl.âÂ
âYou found out who Chaos is?!âÂ
âWhat, like itâs hard?â Tucker chuckled. âI traced the IP addresses she uses. I know who she is. So do you,â Tucker smirked, âIt shocked me at first, but it makes total sense! And I can totally see why you like her.âÂ
âReally?â Danny let out a breath in relief. âOkay that makes me feel a lot better...hey, maybe I can ask Chaos to the dance next Saturday!âÂ
Tucker rested a hand on Dannyâs shoulder. âGo for it. Ask Sam. Iâm almost positive sheâll say yes.â
âOkay, I will...wait, not Sam! Chaos!â Danny clarified. âWell, actually, I think Chaos told me her name was Sam. Ha, small world. I canât wait to introduce Sam to Sam. I think they would really get along.âÂ
Tucker busted out laughing, âOh, dude. You go ahead and do that.â He left Danny standing there in the hallway, still laughing all the way to his next class.
Danny, a bit confused by Tuckerâs laughter, shook his head and smiled to himself. Okay, good. Heâd had enough identity crises to fill a lifetime. Chaos was definitely a girl. Now if he just knew Chaos returned his feelings, things might actually work out for him this time and he could actually have a girlfriend.
Meanwhile, Sam was having an internal debate of her own. Sitting in a class where the teacher couldnât give two shits about what the students were doing, she had always used this class as her thinking time. Usually her thinking-about-Danny time. She nervously clicked her pen as she thought about recent events.Â
She and Danny spent so much time chatting online when they werenât hanging out in person. Danny was a little bit more bold online, probably because he didnât have to interact face-to-face or risk his pants falling down in public again. Online, they talked about everything. No topic was off limits. Plus, Sam felt like their friendship had only grown even stronger when they could chat online and not have to worry about blushing or getting teased by Tucker. Chatting online took away all the pressure and made it much easier to connect with Danny.Â
Danny hadnât said anything yet, of course. He was probably scared. Hell, she was scared. She was already so in love with him, and getting closer online only further solidified that fact. She had never been in love before, and even though she hunts ghosts, this was more terrifying! She was fairly certain he returned her feelings, but both were too chicken to actually make that final step. Theyâve been best friends forever. She didnât want to mess up their already great dynamic or force Tucker to be the third wheel, though he did insist he was more than okay with that and encouraged them to finally get together.Â
Sam stopped clicking her pen as she suddenly remembered it was senior year. They hadnât picked colleges yet, but whether they ended up going to the same school or not, things were going to change. Danny was very attractive, and going off to college meant girls may actually approach him when they didnât know his parents were ghost fighters. The fact had never bothered Sam, but she did kind of like how it kept most girls at school from asking him out or giving him attention. Valerie had been a challenge, especially because she was a ghost hunter herself and probably wanted to get tips from his parents. Sam was glad that relationship ended relatively early. It was too hard on her. Joyous or not, though, she was still mad at Valerie for how she broke his heart.Â
But that was 2 years ago. They had all moved on and friendships were more or less mended across the board. This made Sam glance at her favorite picture of her and Danny. Tucker had taken the candid picture and it was now her phoneâs background. In it, Danny was giving Sam a piggyback ride. Her arms were lightly strung around his neck, legs looped around his waist. Danny had kept going in the opposite direction Sam told him to go, which frustrated her but also made her laugh. She had rested her chin on his shoulder, her face pressed right up against his. Danny was looking at her and Tucker had captured that rare moment when Sam had a huge grin on her face, still laughing. She smiled at the picture. They would be okay no matter what. Their friendship would survive.
Anyway, Sam also realized she had already come close to losing Danny, in more ways than one. Whether it was to other girls or a ghost, there was always that anxiety stirring in her head that she could lose him entirely some day. Life was too short. She needed to take the plunge for both of them and just get them both over this hurdle, and they could finally, finally, actually get together.Â
Sam made her decision. It was now or never. She was going to tell him. Today. The trio was meeting up at Dannyâs house later anyway, and if she got there early enough, she could talk to him before Tucker showed up and teased them about it. Sam firmly nodded her head to herself, a confirmation of her decision. It was finally time.
After school, Danny was pacing in his room, trying to figure out how he wanted to do this. Asking a girl to the dance wasnât a huge deal, and yet at the same time, it was. He would rather ask in person, but he still didnât know what Chaos looked like, so asking in person seemed to be off the table. He could look in the yearbook for all the girls named Sam at their school. He could already omit one Sam Manson from that list. How many Sams could possibly attend their school? It would be easier to ask Tucker, though. Tucker already knew who she was. Sam and Tucker were on their way over right now. When Sam wasnât paying attention, he could ask Tucker for Samâs full name.Â
Chaos Sam, not best friend Sam. God, this was so confusing. Why were girls so hard for him? Freshman year, Paulina only liked his ghost half and wouldnât give his human half the time of day. Sophomore year, Valerie hated his ghost half and that hatred was more important to her than her feelings for his human half. Junior year, he had been denying that he was in love with his best friend. And now that he had finally accepted that he did like his best friend as much more than a friend, a new girl entered the picture and he now found himself trying to choose between two Sams. Because it apparently wasnât hard enough for him already to make the biggest and most important change he could possibly make in a friendship, letâs add another crush to the mix and give them the same name.
Sam. Best friend Sam - thatâs who he was planning on asking originally, even if he chickened out and had to ask her as a friend instead. Plus, he and Sam had somehow gotten closer recently, and he was pretty sure she liked him. Sure, it was only because Tucker told him so, but it was a possibility. The thing was, he didnât want to ruin things. Especially because he truly didnât know how Sam, best friend Sam, felt about him. She was a tough and courageous girl, surely she would have said something by now if it were true. So Tucker must be pulling his leg.
But he did have another option - Chaos Sam, who may actually return his feelings. Sure, the feelings werenât nearly as strong as what he felt for his best friend, but the feelings were still there. Plus, if he got rejected by Chaos, it would be less heartbreaking than being rejected by Sam, someone he had known for years rather than months. He could deal with losing a newer friend, but not one of his best friends. Sam was too important and he knew he needed her in his life.
Danny sighed. This was really hard, but he made a decision. It was easier to go with Chaos than risk ruining things with Sam. Danny had enough drama going on in his life already, he needed an easy win.Â
He broke from his thoughts when the doorbell rang. He ran downstairs and opened it, only slightly surprised to see Sam there. She was usually early for things. He and Tuck were more prone to being late.Â
âHey, Sam. Come on in!â Danny moved so Sam could enter his house. He shut the door and followed her upstairs and back to his room as she returned his greeting. She was pacing the same path he just had, muttering quietly to herself. She looked nervous. âSomething on your mind?âÂ
Sam was startled out of her thoughts. âHuh? Oh yeah.â She noticed his disheveled appearance, also noting he was fidgety. Was he going to do what she was about to do? âWhat about you, you look like youâve been thinking a little too hard about something.â She smiled softly.Â
Danny chuckled, âYeah, but itâll resolve itself soon. Iâll worry about it after the movies. Tuck should be here any second. Oh, but Iâm glad youâre early. Can you help me with something quick?âÂ
âOf course.â Sam followed him to his desk, smiling and rolling her eyes when he pointed to a homework problem. âI should have known.âÂ
Danny gave her a lopsided smile and watched as she showed him how to do the problem in her perfect handwriting. It took no more than a couple of minutes. Now, they were just waiting for Tucker to arrive.Â
Sam looked at the time. He would be here soon. She needed to do this now. She needed to tell Danny. She couldnât wait until after the movies for him to tell her. She had already waited long enough and couldnât bear another second.
âDanny, can I talk to you for a second?â She sat down on his bed and gestured for him to do the same.Â
Danny could sense the seriousness in her voice, and nodded anxiously. He was scared when Sam was serious about things. It was usually something bad.
âDannyâŚâ She decided to get straight to the point. âI like you. As in like-like you. More than like, and more than a friend. And weâve been doing this dancing around for at least 4 years now and Iâm sick of it. I just want to be with you already. What do you say?â Sam held her breath as she waited for Danny to answer.Â
He stared at her with wide eyes before nervously rubbing the back of his neck and turning his attention to his shoes, avoiding eye contact with the goth. God, why him?! He had stupidly thought, for once, things would be easier for him this time. He had already sent an offline message to Chaos that he wanted to ask her something, and then Sam had to come along and tell him what he had wanted to hear for some time now. But he couldnât blow Chaos off when he had already somewhat asked. Of course, his life just had to be complicated every step of the way. He really liked both girls and didnât want to hurt his best friend. Regardless, he had to be honest. He owed Sam that much. âWell, I mean, yeah, butâŚâÂ
âBut what?â Sam whispered, clearly already upset. Fuck. Fuck fuck FUCK. This was exactly what he didnât want to happen. He decided to try going with Chaos so he could avoid heartbreak from his best friend. The very thing he had been so afraid of, he was doing to her right now.Â
Danny sighed again. âBut I canât. Iâm so sorry, Sam.â It was hard to choke out, but he said it, and he felt terrible. He pressed his lips together and kept staring at his shoes until Sam lifted his chin up, forcing him to look at her.Â
âWhat do you mean you donât feel the same way? Weâve had mutual crushes on each other for years!â Sam said angrily, feeling her heart break as her best friend and love of her life rejected her confession of love. She was so sure he returned her feelings! Especially after all the great conversations they had shared online these last few months. âOr, at least, I thought we did.â Tears swelled in her eyes. Did he lead her on? âI-I need an explanation, Danny,â she quietly stated after he didnât continue.Â
Danny frowned and his heart ached. He didnât want to hurt his best friend like this. Hell, he really liked her! Of course their crushes were mutual! And if this had happened 6 months ago instead of now, he would have jumped at the chance. But now...now he had Chaos and already forced himself to stick with his decision. It was easy with Chaos; there was no friendship to risk, no denying of being lovebirds or brushing off kisses as fakeout makeouts. Plus, he couldnât lie to his best friend. She would know if he was lying. And he already told himself she deserved the truth. âThereâs...someone elseâŚâÂ
âWhat?â Sam whispered before turning angry again, âPaulina? Valerie? Star?â she spat out.Â
Danny shook his head, âEw, no...itâs someone I met online...Iâm so sorry, Sam. I like you a lot, I really do, but I think Iâve already come to the conclusion that I like this girl I met online, Chaos, and I have to try to see that through.âÂ
Many emotions crossed Samâs face as she pieced together what he just said. At first she was upset, but as he explained himself, she felt disbelief, confusion, anger, and finally, hope. He couldnât really be that clueless, right? âShow me.âÂ
âHuh? I mean, I donât actually know what she looks like, but we message every night and she really understands me! I know it sounds ridiculous, but-âÂ
âShow me,â Sam repeated. âShow me her profile.âÂ
âYouâre not going to hurt her, are you?â Danny questioned cautiously.
âNo, of course not. Just shut up and show me the profile.â Sam was more calm now, and that was kind of scary. Even though Sam said she wouldnât hurt Chaos, he didnât want to give her the chance. But he knew how stubborn his friend was, and eventually in whatever way, she would force the information out of him.Â
Danny sighed and pulled up the profile to show Sam. âIâm sorry, Sam. Iâm still your best frien-âÂ
âShut up.â Sam scrolled through what Danny pulled up for her and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Closing her eyes slowly, she took a deep breath. âDidnât Chaos tell you her name?âÂ
âUh,â Danny thought, âoh yeah! She said her name was Sam, because I thought she was a boy at first and I had an existential crisis, but then Tucker told me-âÂ
âDanny. Iâm Sam.âÂ
âNo I know, and sure itâll be a little weird cause youâre Sam and sheâs Sam, itâs confusing, but I-âÂ
Sam interrupted him once again. She could hear Tuckerâs footsteps approaching. She was running out of time to not make this a spectacle. âNo, Danny. Chaos. Sam. Me. Iâm Sam. I am Sam,âÂ
Tucker only heard the tail end of the conversation as he entered the room. Never able to pass up a comedic opportunity, he smirked and added âI am Sam. Sam I am. I do not like green eggs and ham!âÂ
It was suddenly silent in the room as his friends seized conversation and glared at him. Oops.Â
âOh, am I interrupting something?â Tucker could see the fire in Samâs eyes. âUh, oh wait I forgot my...sock. Iâll be downstairs!â He raced out of the room.
Sam turned her attention back to Danny. âNo, you stupid fucking MORON. I am Chaos. Youâve been talking to me the whole time. I thought you knew that!â Danny stared at her blankly until she pulled out her phone and he watched her log into her account, proving it to him. Sure enough, it was Chaosâs profile. He could see all the direct messages between them, including his offline message about wanting to ask her something.
âWait, you? Youâre Sam? I mean, Chaos? I mean Sam?â Danny looked back and forth between the profile and his best friend.Â
âUGH!â Sam shouted as she threw her hands in the air. âYes, Danny. Thatâs me! Did you really not notice that Chaos was the same age as me and a girl who goes to our school? We have the same name and interests! Didnât you wonder why it was so easy to talk right off the bat? I thought you put that all together and us just pretending to not know each other was a little bit you were trying to do or something!âÂ
Danny stared at her as he continued to piece it all together. He was definitely embarrassed. He felt so stupid. How could he not tell that Chaos was Sam, his best friend since 7th grade? Talk about being totally clueless.Â
Wait. Clueless? Well, fuck! He got the nickname now!Â
His eyes flickered back and forth as he thought everything through. Eventually, he started to crack a smile. âWait, so Iâve had a crush on you and also you? Youâre the same person! This is great! Do you know what this means?!âÂ
Sam slapped her forehead and began walking downstairs. âI donât even know if this is worth it anymoreâŚâÂ
âWait, how come Tuck and I never knew you played video games! We can enter team tournaments! Youâre so good!â Danny chased after her.Â
Tucker watched as Sam grumbled about Danny caring more about video games than her. An excited Danny was right on her tail.Â
âTucker! Sam is Chaos! Iâve been in love with Sam this whole time!â Danny explained.Â
âTucker, I need you to refrain me from slapping his stupid clueless face,â Sam started.Â
âWait, you didnât know Sam was Chaos? Dude! I thought I was obvious about that!â Tucker began laughing at Danny.Â
âI know, so did I.â Sam crossed her arms over her chest.Â
âDanny, you can calculate levels of rocket fuel and figure out how to get us to Mercury or something,â Tucker started.Â
âMars, actually,â Danny corrected.Â
âBut you canât figure out that your best friend and your crush are the same person? Youâre more than Captain Clueless, youâre likeâŚ.Lieutenant Clueless? Thatâs like, bigger right?â Tucker continued.Â
âI donât think thatâs how it works, Tuck,â Sam chimed in.Â
âShut up Sam, this isnât about you,â Tucker immediately stopped his train of thought when he felt Sam glaring daggers at him. âHeh, uh. Except it does. It actually has nothing to do with me. Iâm sorry I told you to shut up, please donât hurt me!â He threw his hands up in front of himself in defense.Â
âRelax, Tucker. Iâm more angry with this fucking dingus,â she pointed her thumb in Dannyâs direction.Â
The halfa was about to protest, then closed his mouth. âThatâs fair, I deserve that.âÂ
âI canât even look at you right now. You scared me! I poured out my emotions to you. I thought you were rejecting me and that I would have to change my name and move to a different country! Wait, are you still rejecting me?â Sam stopped her pacing to look at him.Â
âOf course not, Sammy!âÂ
âOh donât you âSammyâ me! I told you I love you, you stupid fucking idiot!â Sam began throwing pillows at Danny, who expertly dodged them (though as a result, Tucker got hit in the face by one).Â
âTechnically, you didnât say âloveâ you said âlikeââ, Danny offered as Tucker shook his head and slashed finger across his neck, signaling Danny to stop talking.Â
âOh, Iâm sorry! This is all my fault! Iâm going to go jump off a cliff now!â Sam growled and Danny let out a small âoomphâ as one of the pillows finally got him.Â
âIâm out. Good luck, bro!â Tucker quickly slipped out the door, leaving Danny and Sam alone.Â
Sam was about to follow Tucker out when Danny stopped her, âplease donât leave!â She still had angry tears in her eyes. He frowned. This was not how he expected things to go. She watched him for a few seconds before sitting down on the couch, refusing to look at him. âSam Iâm so sorry, this is just a huge misunderstanding.â
âNo, Danny. Itâs not. You were going to turn me down to go out with someone else.â
âBut that someone was still you!â
âYeah, but you didnât know that! Weâve been friends for years, and you were more interested in someone you just met a few months ago! I donât want to be anyoneâs second choice, Danny! Iâve been standing by for years as you continuously chose other girls over me. I thought we were done with that, and that you were finally choosing me first, but you wonât and you never will and Iâm so stupid.â Sam put her head in her hands as she tried her hardest not to let tears fall.Â
And that was when he finally figured it out. It wasnât just the moment of rejection, it was years of rejection, and at her biggest confession, she still thought he was choosing someone over her. Not to mention, Tucker witnessed most of the conversation. Sam rarely showed her emotions. She always had her heart guarded, and he knew this. Tucker knew this. Hell, she didnât even tell them she was rich until after a few years of friendship. It took them a while to get her to open up to them. She was a pretty private person. She was probably already hurt like this before. And now, she was probably embarrassed.
âYouâre definitely not stupid. Iâm stupid. I should have known it was you. That was actually what I really liked about Chaos, she reminded me of you.âÂ
Sam forced a small sarcastic laugh, âYeah, right.âÂ
âNo really,â Danny sat on the couch next to her and grabbed her hand, placing it in both of his. âSam, youâre absolutely incredible. How dumb would I have to be to not notice?â Sam gave him a pointed look. âOkay yeah but itâs not the way you think it is. I liked Chaos because she was a lot like you. She reminded me of you. And it just seemed easier to go with her because she was basically you, but she and I didnât have a really great friendship that could have gotten ruined if we broke up or something. I could live without her, but I canât live without you. Youâre always my number one. Always have been, always will be. Even if I did just fuck everything up. Iâm so sorry, Sam. Iâm ready to be with you, if youâll still have me.âÂ
Sam stayed silent and stared at her lap, processing this new information. Of course she would forgive him; she always did. She just needed a little time.Â
Danny was getting nervous that he really did fuck this up for good. This was so fucking important! He couldnât risk fucking this up! Sensing her hesitation, Danny tried one more thing to get her back. One thing he hasnât done before. One thing he just learned how to perfect. Â
âSammy, Iâm sorry,â a duplicate popped up next to her on the other side of the couch, startling her.Â
âPlease forgive me?â Another duplicate was floating in front of her, hanging upside down, hair flopping all over the place.Â
âI know Iâm a dummy but,â Sam snapped her head towards a third duplicate.Â
âIâm only a dummy because Iâm in love. With you,â the real Danny finished. Sam looked back and forth between all the Dannys. Â
âWeâre sorry, Sammy,â all the duplicates said at once.Â
Sam was trying really hard to hold back a smile. âYou learned how to duplicate,â she stated simply.Â
Original Danny grabbed her hands. âSam. I will make this up to you. I promise.âÂ
She could hear the determination in his voice and sighed. âYou better.âÂ
Danny smiled and hugged her. âThankyouthankyouthankyou!!! I love you so much!â
Sam pushed him off of her. âI love you too, you fucking idiot.âÂ
âBut I get to be your idiot!â Sam couldnât hold her laughter back anymore. âOh!â Danny shouted, âWill you go to the dance with me? Please?âÂ
Sam pretended to ponder the answer before saying âalrightâ.Â
âYay!â All 4 Dannys cheered. The duplicates on either side of her kissed her cheeks as the real Danny kissed her forehead tenderly. The final duplicate, feeling left out, squeezed his way in to give her a hug.Â
Sam was now roaring with laughter before kissing the real Danny sweetly. âYou know, duplicates wonât always get you out of trouble,â she warned.Â
âYeah, but they could come in handy for other things,â he wagged his eyebrows up and down suggestively before passionately kissing her, the duplicates kissing her neck and touching her in near-dangerous places.Â
Sam bit back a moan, eyes lustful before smirking, âI think you just found a way to make it up to me.â She began dragging the real Danny and one of his duplicates back to his room. Fuck the movies.
#phic phight 2021#danny phantom#danny fenton#sam manson#tucker foley#amethyst ocean#also yes I took a prompt that was kinda anti-AO and turned it into AO#it's my super power#AO ho 4 life#stephanie writes sometimes
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Hailey Upton: Character Study Post-crossover
After watching the FBI/Chicago PD crossover this morning, I have some interesting thoughts about the character of Hailey Upton, who I am very much in favor of as a character, so if you donât like her, you might not want to read.
Check it out!
Timing is Everything: Hailey & External Factors
Personally, Haileyâs (and to an extent, Tracyâs) âpolarizingâ label that isnât really deserved but people do it anyway. The problem isnât the character, or the actress, the problem is just that sheâs gotten kind of crappy timing in many ways. When she arrived on chicago pd, she came on the heels of Sophia Bushâs exit, a character that a lot of people loved and shipped furiously with Jay. I started watching for Hailey not gonna lie so Iâm not super attached to Erin or Sophia. I got the impression that some people (not everyone) didnât like her because Hailey is very unapologetic, and looks very similar to Erin. She was very clearly the person meant to replace Erin, so people started assuming things about her character that were kind off-base, and the crossover (in my mind) proves that a little bit.
From what I saw on Twitter, the FBI fandom seemed very enthusiastic about Haileyâs character, even though the situation is pretty similar to the Erin/Hailey dynamic. Tracy stepped in for another established, liked character (Maggie) while the actress who plays her is on maternity leave. The difference, which explains the lower levels of toxicity, is that there is an assurance there that Hailey will not be staying, and that she is not a replacement, just a guest.Â
Even though she did clash with OA, people were willing to stay for her side of the story. Now, the people on Twitter might just be the vocal fans of the FBI show, but I think that shows that a lot of the tension with Haileyâs character comes from a) her strong personality and b) the fact that she came in at a very tense time in the Chicago PD fanbase.
Back to the Beginning, by Going on Another Show
I donât know if Iâm the only one who noticed this, but Hailey was on fire in this episode, honestly more so than Iâve seen in many of the episodes on Chicago PD. Donât get me wrong, I love her in every episode sheâs in, but you could tell that the writers really took the time to do her character justice.
She was fierce and sassy and determined and everything I remember her being in her very first episode. This crossover was basically a reset for her, which is what I think Voight wanted, and maybe even the writers too. Iâd noticed in CPD episodes prior that she started to lose some of the qualities she started out with. Itâs hard to name what they were, but she was becoming too much of a mini-Voight.
Personally, even though she definitely didnât completely play by the FBIâs usual playbook here, she wasnât Voight-like here. Yes, she threatened to break someoneâs arm, and yes, her interrogation tactics were definitely not ones that I think the FBI show usually talks about, but she did everything by the book, just with her own twist. And I think thatâs why Voight was drawn to her in the first place, when he brought her onto the team.Â
At the beginning of her character arc on Chicago PD, she was very by-the-book, but not in the conventional sense. She knew how to get things done the right way, and stopped at nothing to do so. She knew where the lines were and toed them when she needed to but never let cases compromise her morals, and rarely let emotions cloud her judgement.Â
This hadnât happened on Chicago PD for a while. Coming to the FBI and being reminded that there are lines and other ways to get cases done really brought her character to where it should have always been, which in turn made her an even more dynamic character to watch.
Also, side note, but the FBI show is so aesthetically pleasing, which helped Hailey come alive even more :) Major credits to Monica Raymund for that!
Hailey and Voight: Two Sides of the Same Coin?
Iâve never been one to compare Hailey to Voight, and to me, this episode showed how different they are.Â
She adjusted extremely quickly to the FBI. At first, everyone was hyper-aware that she was not a federal agent, including OA. They doubted her abilities and second-guessed some of her choices.That changed quickly once Hailey saw some action and made some key points in their investigation. OA started to listen to her and take note of what she was doing, trusting her to watch his back, and the rest of the team did, too, even letting her interrogate a suspect.
She inspires people to do better, to learn more. OA realizes that maybe cops arenât inferior to federal agents. Jubal and Castille recognize her interrogation skills and her strategical skills, too.Â
This episode, if anything, highlighted the differences between Hailey and Voight.
She wins people over because she knows how to beat the system without breaking it, and uses her deep knowledge and passion to find ways to help people without hurting them (for the most part). People trust her not because they know she can bend the rules, but because she knows when to be vulnerable. See, for example, how she relates to victims of abuse. Voight earns peopleâs respect because he protects the people he cares about, without restrictions. He connects with criminals through threats and violence, for the most part.Â
Hailey may have been come to New York because Voight thought she was becoming too much like him, but this episode just showed how different they are. She is more open, more cooperating, and has stronger morals than I think Voight ever will.
Itâs hard for me to explain, but to me, theyâve always been very different, and to me, showing up in New York and bringing such warm energy to the unit shows the difference between how Hailey influences people and versus how Voight does.
What the Future Holds for Hailey on Chicago PD
What will happen when she returns to her team?
I think sheâll be more aware of the impact that cases have on her. She got the wake-up call her character desperately needed, and now I think her conviction in herself will be stronger than ever. I think she knows that she canât keep going down the path she was starting to walk in Season 7.Â
She might not go back to how intense she was about the rules in Season 5, but I do think she now knows where the lines are and how to get things done without breaking them.Â
Iâm predicting that something will come up that will force her to come to terms with what sheâs done with Darius and Gael, in one way or another. She hasnât shown guilt about those things yet, but I think what she did to both of them really does bother her. She doesnât want to feel it, but getting Darius killed and fabricating evidence was overstepping, and she knows that even if it was done in the name of loyalty, it was still against everything she stands for.Â
What direction is her character arc going in?
To me, the writers seem to be leaning toward a massive Hailey-centric episode. The hints about her history with her father keep getting dropped (even on CBS, which was surprising!) and I think the fact that these cases keep coming up is affecting her, even though she doesnât know it yet.Â
I was really disappointed when âIntimate Violenceâ focused on how Jay dealt with seeing abuse, rather than what Hailey thought. I thought for sure she had a better background to interact with Michelle instead of Jay. I also thought the roles would have been reversed, that Hailey would have wanted to rush in and stop the violence while Jay wouldnât comprehend the emotional weight of the situation.
As a result, Iâm hoping that we cover that history and maybe meet some of Haileyâs family. I think thatâs part of her past she needs to explore before really coming to terms with who sheâs become.
Finally: where is her relationship with Jay going?
It seems like the coronavirus pandemic ruined a lot of Haileyâs upcoming storylines on FBI and Chicago PD. I got the impression that there was going to be some kind of milestone for her and Jay, whether a confession or an injury, that sparked the possible beginnings of a romantic relationship.Â
I donât think Upstead will just happen, even though the more we go on the more the show seems to be leaning toward them getting together. I know for sure I donât want them to hook up right off the bat- I think their relationship is deeper than that.
I do think that Hailey and Jay both need to figure themselves out before they get together. Jay still carries a lot of guilt with the Angela situation and Hailey, as shown throughout the season, seems to be struggling emotionally with her sense of loyalty to her friends and her own inner demons.
If neither of them are in the right headspace, Upstead does have a lot of potential to crash and burn. They need to both be at a stable place in their lives to even think about considering dating. If the show tries to start something before either characters are ready, their relationship and partnership wonât last, so this upcoming season will be crucial.Â
Part of me doesnât want them to be a thing, because if it doesnât work, one of the most central relationships on the show will have been destroyed. Their trust is what makes their bond so beautiful to watch, and Iâd rather preserve that than have them date.
Overall, thanks for reading, and sorry this got so long! Share your thoughts. Who is Hailey, really?
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Winter rolls along! No baseball! That means catching up with more classic movies everybodyâs seen but me!
The Sugarland Express (1974)
This is Steven Spielbergâs first big-screen feature (1971â˛s Duel was made for TV), and itâs amazing to think it arrived just a year before Jaws, which would change American movies forever.
Itâs impossible to watch The Sugarland Express without analyzing it in terms of Spielberg style, which is too bad, because it can be enjoyed perfectly well if you donât know who the director is. Yes, there are some trademark long takes and inventive camerawork -- the most famous bit is a tricky 360-degree shot inside the getaway car thatâs particularly impressive because itâs so easy not to notice -- but this is also a great character movie.Â
Goldie Hawnâs Lou Jean is simultaneously conniving and childlike, ruthless and clueless, and Hawn brings a frantic intensity to the part. Her husband Clovis is doomed the moment Lou Jean puts her half-assed plan in motion, and William Atherton (of Die Hard fame) does a superb job with an understated role, in which Clovisâs real tragedy is how timidly he navigates the constrained possibilities of his life. Theyâre joined by Michael Sacks as a kidnapped state trooper, and the three make for a compelling ensemble -- people who understand each other and grasp that their circumstances could easily have been switched around by a chance here or there. Â
The movieâs ambitious and thoroughly modern -- itâs a chase movie and a marital comedy and a slice of social commentary, and it switches lanes with skill and self-confidence. Maybe it doesnât quite stick the landing -- thereâs a little too much movie blood and the sun-soaked last shot feels like a stylistic departure -- but the ending is gripping even though it unfolds the only way it could, and thatâs a hard trick to pull off.
Extra credit because even a relatively uninformed movie fan like me will have a blast moving both forward and backward from The Sugarland Express -- it wouldnât exist without Bonnie & Clyde, but Raising Arizona wouldnât exist without it, to identify just two beads on an intriguing string.
Rio Bravo (1959)
Westerns are my comfort food -- give me the right proportions of dusty streets and swinging doors and cacti against sunsets and Iâll overlook a fair number of cinematic/narrative sins. And Howard Hawksâ Rio Bravo whips up the classic ingredients with the nonchalant skill of a veteran short-order cook in a beloved diner -- a tumbleweed even rolls into one of the leads in the first reel, as if to say, âWhat? Itâs a western!â
Rio Bravo is usually framed as a rebuke to High Noon and 3:10 to Yuma, which Hawks and John Wayne despised because those movies dared to depart from the western tropes of flinty-eyed, self-reliant sheriffs and frontier folk banding together. The film Hawks and Wayne made in response is rock-ribbed in its values, unfolds at a languorous pace, and is often mawkish. (It also jerks to a halt for back-to-back duets with Dean Martin and Ricky Nelson, while Wayne stands there and smiles.) It shouldnât work -- and, to be clear, I donât think itâs nearly as interesting as the movies itâs arguing with -- but it does.
For one thing, thereâs immense skill brought to the storytelling and filmmaking. Thereâs a self-confidence behind that languor that draws you in, and while the characters are hoary stock figures, their interactions rarely if ever ring false. The actors are solid, too: Martin is a lot better than you might guess as Dude, the deputy with an alcohol problem; Nelson holds his own as a young gunslinger who doesnât want to get involved but of course eventually does; Walter Brennan has a grand time bouncing off Martin and Wayne in their shared scenes; Angie Dickinson brings some shade and nuance to the role of a gamblerâs widow trying to extricate herself from a checkered past; and the bit players are all threatening, comedic, hapless and helpful in the proportions you expect and want.
But unsurprisingly, Wayne is the secret weapon -- the story treatment for Rio Bravo didnât bother giving his character a name, just calling him âJohn Wayne.â Imitations of Wayne focus on the swagger and the tough-guy talk but miss that his performances turn on the moments when his charactersâ weaknesses undermine their strengths. Wayneâs Sheriff John T. Chance is gentle with Dudeâs struggles, knowing well-chosen nudges are the best way to keep his troubled deputy on the right path, and heâs utterly at sea navigating his feelings for Feathers, Dickinsonâs character. The Wayne-Dickinson pairing is yet another of those May-December romances that movies of the era were always foisting on actresses, but Wayne wisely leans into the problem, letting Chance be tongue-tied and awkward as the more confident Feathers steers him through uncharted emotional terrain.
Wayne became more cranky and reactionary as he aged, but he never lost the insight that strength is only interesting if paired with weakness. That dynamic sells Chance and Rio Bravo wonderfully. And hey, the Martin-Nelson duets are actually pretty good.Â
Hawks and Wayne would essentially remake Rio Bravo two more times, first as El Dorado and then as Rio Lobo, and while Iâll tell you now that I donât feel the need to see either one, jump ahead a couple of years to a late night where I think, âa western would be fun right now,â and Iâll probably wind up watching one of them. Because I bet theyâll work.
That Thing You Do! (1996)
The story of a one-hit wonder band, written and directed by Tom Hanks. The cast is terrific, particularly the luminous Liv Tyler; the title song (written by Adam Schlesinger of Fountains of Wayne) is not only good but also pitch-perfect for its era; and the giddy whoosh of the Wondersâ sudden rise to fame carries the movie along effortlessly for quite a while.
There are only two problems -- but unfortunately, theyâre pretty big ones.Â
First of all, the movie jumps the track completely in its last 20 minutes or so. Tylerâs big speech to her self-obsessed boyfriend feels completely out of character; Tom Everett Scottâs drummer hangs around the most accommodating studio in music history and has a miraculous chance meeting with the jazz musician he idolizes; the hotelâs magical concierge uses the same gag twice and then breaks the fourth wall ... and all of this happens in such rapid succession that I thought Iâd hit my head. The movieâs humming along pleasantly enough and then WHAM! everything stops making sense and it never regains its footing.
Second, after a couple of hours itâs already fading from memory, leaving behind the title song, the fun of life on the road and Tyler. I think thatâs because while That Thing You Do! is invariably pleasant, itâs also utterly bloodless.Â
Nothing is played for any stakes. Giovanni Ribsi breaks his arm and loses his spot in the band to Scott, but never seems bothered that he missed out on his friendsâ rocket ride. The Wondersâ first manager excuses himself with nary a peep once Hanks arrives to take over. The veteran bands on tour with the Wonders brush the newcomers off at first, but pretty soon theyâre all friends. The Wondersâ bassist is infatuated with a Black singer, which would have raised eyebrows in 1964, but the relationship barely makes a ripple. Despite ample warnings that itâs coming, the conflict in the band is mild at worst. Even the love triangle involving Tyler is resolved simply and with no particular fuss -- the Wondersâ lead singer breaks up with her, the drummer takes up with her, and all is well.Â
The movie presents an attractive surface -- despite all of the above, when I heard there was an extended cut I thought, âIâd hang around with these characters for 40 more minutesâ -- but thereâs absolutely nothing underneath it. Given the talent on both sides of the camera and the obvious care with which it was made, thatâs a shame.
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Otayuri Headcanon type things/Scenarios
Because this friendship has taken over my brain.
And, yes, I ship them too (soooo much) but I ship them because of their awesome friendship and I want to have my cake and eat it so I want lots and lots of friendship before it slowly or suddenly develops into a romance. Both would work (years of slow build or years of not being sure how relationships work until a switch gets flicked because they are both so bad at people). So this could be is a long post. (This is also the latter scenario I just raised because bullet point headcanons donât portray slow burn all that well)
There is zero (0) romantic or sexual impulse to the start of their friendship. Otabek became fascinated by Yuri when they were both prepubescent and his interest was practically idolatry. Over the years he thought that they were alike and would get along if they met but he never thought further than âask to be friendsâ. Considering that Yuri was well known for being fiery and standoffish he wasnât sure he would get further than that (but was pleasantly surprised when he did).
Yuri, on the other hand, has had most of his personal relationships built on proximity with people he didnât chose to be around (and didnât chose to be around him). He tempers all of these relationships with angry spitting and practised disdain to cover up just how much he needs these people around him (because he has no other options). His relationship with Mila alternates between ragging on each other and helping each other perfect choreography and form. His relationship with Victor seems to be based on a mixture of wanting to learn from him and wanting to surpass him. His relationship with Yuri K is a confusing mixture of respect, jealousy and competitiveness. So being offered a friendship with no other strings attached by someone who just wants to spend time with him for the sake of spending time with him is something he never expected but is grabbing with both hands.
Most of the people in Yuriâs life get very confused as to why Yuri is so different around Otabek. Yuri K understands best (since he becomes a new outsider to the Russian rink and understands that relationships between rinkmates are formed on a mutual obligation to the proximity they shareâŚeven if they can become genuine later. Yuri P hasnât yet learnt how to separate that initial obligation from his rinkside relationships and appreciate the connections formed beyond that.).
Several people make assumptions regarding Yuri and Otabekâs relationship based on this difference.
Said speculation dies for a bit when Otabek joins the Russian rink team off season for a series of Ice Shows. Mila decides to test the waters by asking Otabek out (she figures a) heâs hot and this is in no way a hardship for her b) if it bothers Yuri then she will back off but know there is something going on c) if Otabek rejects her they are only working together for a few weeks so no big). Otabek tentatively accepts, even if he is obviously very cautious about starting anything (since he is not good at interacting with most people), and the only reaction from Yuri (other than him not letting her cut into âtheir timeâ, which is fair enough for two people in a long distance friendship) is that he pulls her aside and says that if she hurts Otabek in any way shape or form that he will make her swallow her skate blades because he knows how her last relationship ended for the poor guy.
They go on four dates before they mutually and amicably decide that is enough. Otabek adds her to the list of people he feels comfortable being friendly with and Mila adds him to the list of people she deems acceptable to be around Yuri (her unofficial baby brother). Yuri doesnât talk to her for a week after the âbreak upâ but eventually seems to realise that no hearts were broken and gets over it. No skate blades are swallowed.
However, those four dates and lack of jealousy seem to put the rumours and speculation to rest for the Russian rink, at least, even if the friendship between Otabek and Yuri continues to be utterly unique for both of them.
Otabek and Yuri have no sense of personal space between each other. (This lead into the previous speculation and rumours) Yuri has no qualms about running jump hugs when they see each other again (until he gets his growth spurt and he almost takes out Otabek like he did his grandfather) and Otabek doesnât think anything of picking up bits of Yuriâs hair and braiding it (especially when it starts getting even longer and the temptation to mess with it increases). Video game and movie marathons take place with limbs sprawled over the same spaces.
One time at a pre-competition gathering between all of the skaters, held in the hotel lounge room, Yuri turned up later than the others, fresh off a flight and with horrible jet lag. He literally walked over all of the skaters sat on one of the couches (it was too far to walk around the couch he just took the direct route in his tired state), bridged the gap between it and the armchair that Otabek was sat in and then collapsed into it, on top of Otabek, with merely the word 'squidgeâ to pre-warn him to make room for a lap-full of tired Russian cat-person. He instantly fell asleep. Half the skaters stared in disbelief, half of them were used to it. Otabek merely asked for someone to pass him his drink before going back to ignoring most of the gathering by reading on his phone.
Another time prior to a rehearsal for an Ice Show (and when post-growth spurt Yuri discovered he was NOT a Morning Person before at least one coffee) the entire cast of the Ice Show were made aware of Yuriâs new AM disposition when he and Otabek turned up with Otabek carrying two coffees and Yuri practically draped over his back, arms hanging around his neck, barely awake. His coffee was too hot to drink (because he has a kitten tongue lol) and until he got caffeine in him the only thing keeping him and his coffee cup vaguely upright was Otabek.
Otabek constantly comes back to his phone to find he has at least 20 unread messages on whatsapp from Yuri. Yuri sends random comments to him about everything from the routines heâs working on to his rinkmates to the food he ate to the clothes he went shopping forâŚOtabek doesnât send anywhere near as many messages but he batch responds to everything Yuri shares and calls Yuri on skype every evening, even if they leave the call on in the background whilst they do other things or have to cut it short because their schedules are tight.
Joining each other in the off season for ice shows becomes their Thing. Organisers realise quickly that job offers to perform get accepted easier if both are invited. Some of them capitalise on this by getting them to perform together. They donât perform pair skates or ice dances (unlike Yuri K and Victor who get offer after offer to make audiences weep with their romance) but rather they perform AT each other, telling stories with their skates. The first one they do is a story about a Hero and a Fairy (because the organisers are unimaginative). The second one, after Yuri has his growth spurt and loses some of the spriteness, is about a knight (Otabek) slaying a dragon (Yuri). Their routines end up alternating between stories of dynamic challenges and stories of partnerships and contrasting synchronicity (since they have different styles but similar skills).
Yuriâs grandfather passes away when Yuri is 19. Yuri K and Victor, still living in Russia whilst Victor continues to coach Yuri K and choreograph for Yakov, take a shellshocked Yuri P back to their newer apartment (that may or may not have a spare room that practically has Yuri Pâs name on it) whilst Yakov and Lilia makes all of the arrangements that Yuri P has no idea how to deal with. In fact, Yuri doesnât seem to know how to deal with anything as he doesnât really react to the situation, much to everyoneâs worry.
Otabek turns up as soon as he can get a flight from Kazakhstan and the moment he steps into the apartment Yuri Pâs face crumples and all of the grief heâd been blocking out until then overtakes him. Otabek ushers him into Yuriâs room, out of sight, and lets Yuri cry and scream as much as he wants. No one sees much of Yuri for the next few days other than Yuri K or Victor popping their head through the door to invite them for food (always refused by Yuri P although Otabek takes some into him for him to pick at and take a few bites of later) or because they canât help their concern. Mostly they catch him sleeping, wrapped around Otabek who is stroking his hair, or they get thrown out by a glare from Yuri because he doesnât want anyone to see him grieving, not even Yuri K and Victor who are almost as much his family as his grandpa was (as always, Otabek is his exception).
On the day of the funeral Yuri tells Otabek that heâs done crying and now he needs to say goodbye to his grandfather. He has a shower, dresses in the suit Victor prepared for him and asks Otabek to braid his hair for him (his hands are shaking too much to do it himself). He makes it through the entire day without crying once, but his hand only rarely leaves Otabekâs. The following two days, before Otabek has to go back to training, are spent with Yuri trying to prove he can be functional. It mostly works, except for a few times when he just has to bury his face into Otabekâs shoulder (and, once, into Yuri Kâs because heâs finally ready to let him and Victor help him, too). Yuri doesnât move back out of Yuri K and Victorâs apartment for two weeks after Otabek leaves.
One time Otabek rings Yuri whilst heâs in the middle of practice. He goes rinkside to take the call and Otabek opens the call with 'Donât freak out. I wanted you to hear this from me before you saw it on twitter.â Yuri is instantly worried and suspicious because that is not the way to open a phone call. When Otabek elaborates the entire rink hears Yuri scream into his phone 'WHAT THE FUCK???!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAD AN ACCIDENT ON YOUR BIKE??? ARE YOU OKAY??? WHAT THE FUCK! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!â. By the time Otabek has managed to reassure Yuri that he only has a few cuts and bruises and hasnât broken any bones or torn anything (other than an awesome jacket and his favourite pair of jeans) but he really didnât want Yuri to get the wrong idea from a sensationalist story spread across the skating grapevine of the top Kazakhstan skater being hurt in a crash, Yuri had already stolen Milaâs phone to check flights without sacrificing the ability to scream his worry into his own phone. When he realises that an emergency flight to his best friendâs hospital room isnât necessary he practically collapses in relief and starts swearing down the phone that he will murder him with his own hands if he dies in a bike crash and, yes, he knows what he said he will somehow find a way to kill him twice.
The Katsuki-Nikiforov wedding finally takes place in the summer after Yuri P turns twenty. It doesnât end up being the huge extravaganza everyone was expecting but ends up being a more moderate and quiet family affair, held in Hasetsu. It just so happens that Yuriâs âfamilyâ includes the Nishigoriâs and Minako whilst Victorâs âfamilyâ includes Yakov, Lilia and his students. Chris and Phichit are invited as best friends to the grooms and Yuri sneaks Otabek in as his plus one because he is not surviving this sappy affair without back up. The rest of the skating community try not to be offended at a lack of invite to the wedding, but Victor and Yuri throw a reception party a few weeks later back in Russia that coincides with most of the skaters they know being nearby for an All Stars Ice Show that soothes over most ruffled feathers.
Also when Yuri is 20, and when weddings and love are still fresh in his mind, during the banquet after his first grand prix event of the season he ends up talking to a pairs skater he hasnât met before but can tell is classed as âhotâ. None of the skaters he is comfortable with is at the event so he goes along with the guy when he approaches him and manages to enjoy himself with him. When they end up kissing in a quiet corner outside, Yuri doesnât get why he feels nothing but boring awkwardness-none of the sparks he was promised in stories by his rinkmates. He excuses himself and slips away to his hotel room as soon as he can. At his next event, even though Otabek is there and he knows he should take advantage of their time together, he targets a female skater he knows to be sensible and discrete (and who has a spin combination he would kill for that means he may have stared at her long enough to know she is pretty) and invites her for a walk outside. This lot of kissing in a quiet corner is just as boring and awkward and she is amused and completely unoffended when he pulls away.
When she says 'I figured that if you wanted to make your boyfriend jealous at least I would get a few kisses with a gorgeous gold medallist out of it, but I guess that only he does it for youâ he doesnât quite realise what the fuck she is talking about. He goes back to Otabek and tries not to think about why he feels a little off kilter.
Two days later, when Yuri and Otabek are in different countries again, he thinks twice about what she said and wonders if it DOES need to be the right person to âdo it for himâ.
At the Grand Prix final he drags Otabek out of the banquet early and insists they go back to his room. Otabek is happy to get away from the attention, since he took gold in the final, and goes along with it. When Yuri gets him behind closed doors and kisses him, Yuri finally feels the rush of warmth and excitement everyone had described kisses to be. It doesnât last long, though, because after a few moments of Otabek instinctively responding to the kiss, he pulls away in surprise, stares at Yuri in shock and then rushes out and back to his own room. Yuri is so confused at himself and at Otabek that he doesnât go after him.
They donât speak for almost four months. Yuri is busy with Nationals and tries not to be utterly distracted by the thought of how kissing Otabek seems to have opened a floodgate of thoughts and feelings he hadnât really allowed himself to focus on before-too busy focusing on skating to think of kissing or romance or sex. Until that stupid pair skater made him question if he could even feel it at all and he went looking for an answer. And now his best friend isnât even speaking to him so fuck everything. And then itâs been too long to just text him or skype him. And then he is too busy with the European ChampionshipsâŚ
On the otherhand, Otabek had spent the last few years comfortable with the fact that he wasnât all that interested in dating or relationships. He didnât really build connections with people that easily and he had no interest in getting involved with someone without a strong connection. Because Yuri had been in his thoughts long before he had any inclination towards sex or romance, he hadnât really given thought to the fact that maybe the close, strong bond he had wanted to create for years with Yuri could be the foundation for more. Not until Yuri kissed him and started to bridge that gap in his mind. But then he had been the one to run out of the room so he felt awkward about just calling Yuri to apologise and ask if they could talk about it because it felt too big for a phone call. And he didnât want to upset Yuriâs prep for the Russian Nationals. And then he figured that Yuri hadnât contacted him, either, so he was probably mad and maybe he should go to the Europeans as a spectator to support Yuri and find a way to talk in personâŚbut actually heâs been pretty distracted and he really should get it together for the Four Continentâs because there isnât much time between the two competitions and it is almost Yuriâs birthday and he wants to get things cleared up before then but he canât fail at his career in the process...
When Yuri does a Gala Performance to Miley Cyrus' 'Wrecking Ball' at the Europeans Otabek almost gives up his spot at the 4CC to go to Yuri because the fact that Yuri is skating to mainstream American Pop music is enough of a cry for help without knowing what the lyrics represent
Yuri turns up at the 4CC. Heâs had enough of waiting, he feels guilty and worried and antsy and a little lovesick. He never realised how much he wanted and needed Otabek in so many moments of the day until their messages and calls stopped. Otabek doesnât know heâs there in the audience until after his freeskate, because Yuri doesnât want to distract him before he performs. But when Otabek steps away from the post result formalities to find Yuri stood to the side of the rink, he rushes through his interviews and gives only the briefest of courtesies to the officials before he breaks away, grabs Yuriâs hand and pulls him away to the nearest private nook he can find.
They should have probably at least said hello to each other first but instead their mouths had other ideas.
Kissing really is better when a) both people are into each other and b) theyâve spent the last four months with their brains finally realising just how MUCH they are into each other.
The private nook isnât much more than a corridor out of the main route through the stadium so they have to break apart when they realise the rest of the world isnât that far away. That is when they go back to Otabekâs room to actually talk. Finally.
Otabek visits his boyfriend in Russia for his 21st Birthday. Victor throws a huge party that Otabek hates and Yuri only pretends to hate. They sneak away early. No one is all that surprised.
#otayuri#long post#yuri on ice#my asexuality may be leaking into this headcanon#friends becoming lovers makes the most sense to my brain because the foundation is already there#people not paying any attention to attraction also probably makes more sense to someone on the ace spectrum than not#i guess i headcanon one or both boys as demi or at least very focused on their careers and socially awkward#my yoi headcanons and scenarios
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