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nagitoandkokichioneshots · 3 years

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DRV3 pet names for their SO

Mod Mikan: Just bored is all! I’m also a sucker for pet names irl, so I thought I would make this. Ik this is all the DRV3 cast, but I’m in a good mood today as well, so I thought I spoil ya’ll with everyone!

Boys

Shuichi: Major “My sunshine” “My happiness” and “baby” vibes. He has the emo aesthetic working for him and you would be the ‘light of his life’ that brought sunlight into his life. He may have a dark and angsty appearance, but he’s a very pure and kind-hearted soul deep down. He’d definitely tell you that you are the sunlight and sunshine in his life, greatly balancing out his semi-gothic appearance

Rantaro: This motherfucker probably has a whole database of pet names for his SO. He’d most certainly call you “angel girl” “my love” and “sweetie”. Other names he likes is “baby/babe” “darling” and “honey”. Ranging from cute and adorable nicknames, to sexy and flirty ones, he is guaranteed to make you blush with all these names, cliche or even unique according to you!

Ryoma: Would probably think pet names are uncool or lame so it would take A LONG TIME for him to even call you something other than your first name. He would probably give into a nickname, if you full name allowed one. Overtime, he’d call you ‘baby/babe’ or maybe even ‘doll’ if he got more comfortable and in touch with his romantic feelings

Kaito: Something (of course) space related. He calls himself “luminary of the stars” and since he has a slight hero complex, you would be ‘his star’ for most of the time. Occasionally, he’d switch to ‘light of my life’ or ‘my sunlight’ nearly identical to Shuichi, and for similar reason

K1-BO: Would first stick to calling you by your name for the first few months of dating. Not just a romantic relationship, but just social interactions with real humans are still somewhat new to him. Overtime, if he found out you liked being called cute nicknames, he’d look up most popular pet names to call your signifiant other and would stick to cliche names such as ‘sweetheart’ and ‘darling’, researching them as the most popular and emitting the most positive sensations towards the recipients (yes, he read a whole article about how different pet names works better than others)

Kokichi: Loves to call you any pet names that makes you all flustered and blushy. While he loves to tease you, he also likes to incorporate his dark and evil persona along with his nicknames for you. Would cycle between “My dear” and “My sweet(heart)”. He will even add a ‘my precious’ or ‘my darling’ before calling your name, making you blush in public. Would use “My queen/king/liege’ sparingly at first, but gradually, it becomes a regular pet name

Korekiyo: He’s the Ultimate archeologist after all! No doubt he would see you as a precious fossil, almost as fragile as a ceramic ornament or glass urn. He’d call you ‘my beauty’ or ‘my beloved’, showcasing just how precious you are to him through romantic nicknames that belonged to a time period prior to modern day. Would also use names such as ‘dearest’ and ‘darling’

Gonta: Will really just call you by name, since even he refers to himself in the third person. He’s a bit shy about PDA, so don’t expect a nickname in public. Sometimes, it will slip up, but don’t hold your breath, since it’s pretty rare. In private, he would call you ‘my butterfly’ if he was feeling confident

Girls

Kaede: Someone has to protect this precious soul! She’s so optimistic, she would absolutely call you ‘sunshine’ and ‘the light of my life’ like Shuichi and Kaito would. She’s so positive and joyful, she would have no shame calling you such radiant and energetic names to make you see just how much joy you brought into her life. She would also often use the pet name ‘my gorgeous melody’ or even call you romantic piano pieces that her favorite to play like ‘Clair de Lune’ or ‘La Fleur Que Tu M'avais’

Tenko: HELLO SWEETIE PIE!!! Tenko is also emitting such positive and energetic vibes. She loves to tackle you with hugs and even lift you off the ground with her strength. To match his energy, she would love to call you cutest and adorable pet names like ‘sweetie’ and ‘cutie’. If she’s in the mood, maybe even add a ‘pie’ at the end. She would also call you ‘angel’ on special occasions

Angie: Atua has blessed her with one of his deity partners! Angie never believed in any other higher power than Atua. What is this? Someone else has taken the place of that special someone and provided her with the miracle of love? Angie knows that the only person that would be responsible for rewarding her with a god/goddess such as yourself is Atua! Deity to Deity, Angie 100% would call you ‘my god/goddess/deity’ and will always treat you like one! When she’s in the mood to paint or draw something though, she’ll refer to you as ‘my inspiration’ or ‘my muse’

Kirumi: For some reason, she gives me major ‘dear’ and ‘my darling’ vibes. She’s very calm and peaceful, emitting a serene and comforting feeling. Being the ‘mom’ of the group, she’d call you very soothing names to put you at ease, like dear and darling. She also calls you ‘love’ a lot as well

Himiko: Too tired and sleepy to give you a pet name. She thinks it’s too much work to come up with something cute to call you, so she just calls you your name. If you had a nickname, she would even call you that only since it’s much shorter than your actual name. If she was in an exceptional good mood though, just maybe a ‘sweetie’ would slip out, but very rarely. She does call you “my lovely assistant’ but only during her magic shows

Maki: Like Himiko, she wouldn’t give you a pet name. She’s not very big on showing romantic affection....or any feelings in general. Overtime though, she would get a bit more comfortable and tap in to her romantic side, like Ryoma. Don’t expect a pet name in public though! Maki doesn’t like PDA. In private though, if the relationship was long-term, she would call you ‘love’

Miu: I can honestly see her calling you ‘babycakes’ ‘babydoll’ or ‘dollface’. Miu comes off as very aggressive, and while she may be self-absorbed and sexual at points, she is secretly a sweetheart deep down. She likes to get you all blushy and flustered with affectionate nicknames, cause she knows where that will lead to next ;). Unlike most people, she won’t give you a hurtful nickname, but instead will use the pet names listed above to see your all embarrassed

Tsumugi: Would call you a bunch of nonsensical nicknames that come from her intellectual strategy games like ‘Aasimar’ ‘Deva’ or ‘My Paladin’. You don’t understand any of it, but you both know that they all have good meanings. Tsumugi would get flustered and too ashamed to call you a cliche nickname, but LOVES to call you ‘Doll’ in private when she’s using you as a template to design a new costume

#danganronpa headcanons #drv3 #drv3 x reader #danganronpa killing harmony #killing school semester #shuichi saihara #kaede akamatsu #kokichi oma #miu iruma #tenko chabashira #angie yonaga #drv3 himiko #ryoma hoshi #rantaro amami #drv3 rantaro #gonta gokuhara #korekiyo shinguji #maki haruwaka #danganronpa kaito

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natromanxoff · 3 years

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25 - Just Chatting...

Hello one and all.

It's been a long time since I graced these pages and, believe it or not, nothing much has been happening in my life, apart from the odd soiree or two. Winter has finally left us and spring has sprung, and it's nice to see the sun again. Let's start by wishing my old mate a happy birthday and I hope you all had a little drinkie for him, I know I did. In fact I got legless, he would have been proud of me. Whenever we were in London there was always a party at Fred's on his birthday, be it a handful of friends, or one where he invited half of Britain, but which ever one it was there was always a good time to be had and a lot of chaos. One year he actually took over Pikes Hotel in Ibiza and chartered a private plane to fly his friends in. Roger and myself were already on the island recording some of his solo stuff so we didn't have far to travel to the bash. When I say we were working, it's kind of true as we spent a lot of time on his boat "Ga Ga" whizzing around having lunch and fun. The party was held outside around the swimming pool, now is that an invite for trouble or what? There were hundreds of balloons hanging from every available fixture, and of course there is always an idiot that thinks he's a clown. This particular clown, who will remain nameless, decided it would be funny to light one of the balloons, and needless to say the whole lot went up in flames. Phoebe and Crystal to the rescue. We had to get this "fire" off the wooden rafters before the whole hotel went up in smoke, so we were pulling bits of string while burning rubber was dripping down on us. I was so traumatised by the whole event I had to have another drink ....... a lame excuse I know, but hey, it's my story. Back to the pool. Edwin Shirley, of trucking fame and also an all round good guy after a few too many, decided to have a swim, so he removed his clothing and was flapping around the pool when some daft countess told him to get dressed and behave himself. Wrong move lady. Edwin was not impressed by his telling off and threw her in, and she was even less impressed with that and started ranting and raving, much to the amusement to the rest of the party hounds. She left with her tail between her legs and didn't look at all glamorous in her soaking wet dress, running makeup and failed hairdo. We continued till mid morning and went straight to the airport and caught a flight home. Thanks F for the great parties and good times, you will never be forgotten.

I still get asked a lot if I'm gonna write the "Real" story about Queen. Well the answer is no, and the reason is that the guys gave me a great job and a great life and I have far to much respect for them, their wives/girlfriends, children and families to tell the world what we got up to in private. I feel that is our business and ours alone. Most of us are all in relationships and telling tales could make life awkward for a few people, band and crew alike. I'm sure at some point in time someone from the organisation will write a book, have 5 minutes of fame and make a quick buck, but it sure as hell won't be me, and I'll still be able to sleep at night and when I see the guys I will still be free to say, "Wanna beer MATE."

I've had a few questions asked me that I'm gonna answer quickly.

First off is "Do you have any stories about Freddies cats? (ripping furniture etc.)" Here's a good reply, No. So moving right along, "Of all the famous people you've met, who impressed you the most?" Tricky one this. After years in this "Biz" they all become "Just normal people," and some become good pals, but on one occasion I was in Paul McCartneys studio and I was handed his violin bass and I was sitting there holding it when someone said, "Paul is left handed, hold it like he would." When I turned it around, still taped in the cutout was the Beatles set list from their days in Hamburg, now that impressed me.

Deaky and myself were the only two reggae lovers in the outfit, and Bob Marley turned up to see the show at Madison Square Gardens. Strange choice of show for Bob, but he loved Another one bites the dust, and he happened to be in New York on a stopover on his way to Germany for laser treatment. Show time and our intro tape was playing, and someone told JD that Bob was in the audience, so he cranked his bass up and played "Lively up yourself" over the tape. This was very possibly the last time Marley ever heard this played as he died shortly after. I didn't get to meet him, but I did get to meet Tyrone Downie, Bobs keyboard player in the Wailers, and Tyrone and myself got up to all sorts of mischief that night. RT on the other hand hates reggae music, but I did manage to drag him to the Circus Krone in Munich to see Peter Tosh. I loved it, he hated it. I look at this as payback because years before he insisted that I went to Hammersmith Odeon to see Laurie Anderson, of O Superman fame. This show he loved, but I put it alongside Cher as one of the worst concerts I have ever seen. Needless to say I have also met a couple of stars that I didn't see eye to eye with. Like the American rock star we encountered in a club one night, and he was such a pain I had to take him into the toilets to have a quiet word with him. He finally got the message so I released my hand from around his neck and let him drop back down to the ground. To finish this segment I wanna tell you something that Bev Bevan said. Bev was the drummer with ELO, and them and us were touring the US at the same time, and as it turned out, staying in the same hotel in one city. Roger and myself were leaving the hotel and waiting for the elevator. When the doors opened Bev was in there and him and RT said their hellos. Rog then said, "Bev, this is Crystal, he looks after me." Bev turned to me, shook my hand and said, "Pleased to meet you. If it wasn't for guys like you, guys like us wouldn't be where we are today." He didn't need to say that, and was genuine when he did. I wasn't impressed with meeting him, but he is certainly in my top ten of nicest people I have ever meet.

Over the last few months I've spent a lot of time in the Chatroom, and I highly recommend it to you all as it can be a bit of a laugh. For anyone who has never visited the room please remember a couple of things, if you come in and start swearing you will be kicked out. I know, it happens to me all the time. Also don't come in and start going on about knowing axemen and murderers and other such garbage, cause that also warrants a kicking. Some buffoon from Ireland, who went by the name of "Death" turned up with an attitude and was going on about how f***ing awesome Queen were at Slane Castle. He was not known by anyone in there so I asked him to watch his language. He said he was the Grim Reaper and could do and say what he liked, so I told him otherwise and he was most put out when I kicked him. What a fool. A while ago there was some prat who called himself F***queen, good name eh! Anyway, he/she/it was picking on a lovely young lady called Raisa, and was saying some awful things to her and completely freaked her out, so I went to her defence and FQ turned the attention my way. As far as I'm concerned it's only letters on a screen and it didn't phase me at all, but at least he/she/it gave up on Raisa. In all fairness to FQ, whoever you may be, he/she left a message on the Bulletin Board saying sorry to Raisa and myself and would never do it again. So FQ, from the both of us, thanks for the apology, we accept it. What other weirdos have we had? Well, there was a brightspark who decided it would be funny to use the nickname QueenRshite, another bad move from this person who was honoured with a ban.

While in there I've seen a lot of friendships made, and a couple that have fallen apart. I got a private message one evening from a very drunk girl who, how shall we phrase this, offered me her body and wanted to do all sorts of naughty things to me, I thanked her and declined...must be getting old or something. I have also witnessed relationships being made and, usually there is a lot of humour involved, but needless to say some arguments do occur. I have also seen some of the daftest things said. One guy was so convinced that one of the regulars was either Deaky or she was chatting with him in private that he actually started tracking her every move on the net. He also told me about some highly illegal activities he was up to concerning the band. I wouldn't have thought I was the best person to tell such stuff to, and needless to say I had a go at him. Just to add to his stupidity he's been recently boasting about his affair with an underage girl, and I reckon if he had any more sense he would be half witted. Having mentioned all the twits I'd like to say a quick hello to all the regulars, White Queen and Killer Queen, the lovely girls Blue Rock and Rannnnnnni, SQJan, Mayflower and her boys, Farookh (aka Leroy Brown) MarshMallow, the three Tigers - Babe, Lily and Stripes and the mighty Falc, also to all the rest who I haven't mentioned by name, you know who you are. I'd also like to say hi to Daddy Cool who is the singer in the Dutch cover band Miracle, and Dad, if you never make it as a singer you could make a great career from being a stand up comedian. Finally an extra special hello to the gorgeous MTB, who is about to make an honest man of me ;)

Before I go I'm sure I don't need to remind anyone of a certain date in November that is engraved in all of our minds. And I know that a lot of you will be heading to Garden Lodge to leave flowers. I don't wanna preach and tell you what to do, and I know flowers are a nice gesture, but they do die and the only people to really benefit from this is the florist. This year lets all give a donation, no matter how small, to Aids research, this way the cash will be used to try and stamp out this awful disease. If you really wanna leave flowers, buy a smaller, cheaper bunch and donate the balance of what you would have spent to these charities. It's been said a million times before but it is true, Every penny counts.

As always, Loadsa Love.

Crystal

#queen #queen band #freddie mercury #john deacon #peter freestone #crystal taylor #crystal's tales

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morgiah · 3 years

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can you please share some morgiah headcanons? i love your writing about her!

thank you so much ;; i fell in love with her the moment i started reading about daggerfall and somehow this super insignificant character from a game released in 1996 is like my favorite character of all time. headcanons below the cut :)

first and probably universal for the like eight people who think about morgiah, her family is her entire lifeline. i’ve talked about this before but its pretty clear in the real barenziah that barenziah loves her kids more than anything in the entire world. i think everything the three of them(barenziah, morgiah, helseth) had to go through together made them very close knit and they actually do have a fairly healthy relationship. this translates to morgiah when she has kids, rinnala and goranthir are the lights of her life and she’d do anything to protect them.

her reputation as a “manipulative witch” amongst wayrest commoners literally just comes from the fact that shes a dunmer. i mean like. okay. shes a ra’athim. she’s a hlaalu. she is fairly sly and cunning and resourceful and yeah if she needs to shes willing to manipulate people for self-preservation or the preservation of the people she loves but like they dont know that. they see dunmer and think “conniving” which maybe she is sometimes but never without reason and thats not the point.

despite her reputation in wayrest, when she rules firsthold she does care a fair amount for her subjects. shes not exactly a benevolent miracle queen but she does like to gently remind reman that like. the peasants and commoners in their kingdom are people too and if they can do something to aid them every once in a while they should, to increase morale if anything. she spent her entire life as royalty but the woman who raised her didn’t.

her cats name is ‘direnni’, she named him after visiting balfiera for the first time

shes somewhat skilled in magic. symmachus taught her when she was young and she continued formal education in the imperial city/wayrest.

in between the revolt and the rise of the thalmor, she eventually came to be accepted by firsthold subjects and maybe even liked. this actually makes sense in canon, since goranthir and rinnala are considered rightful heirs to the throne despite having a mostly dunmer appearance. so she must have been doing something right.

her main reasoning for choosing reman as a potential husband was because she could sense the succession war between helseth and elysana, she wanted to be as far away from it as possible, and reman had already expressed interest in her.

as for her marriage to reman, they do care deeply for each other. i think they come to love each other eventually too, though i don’t know if its always romantic.

this one is definitely just me projecting but, she has a really unclear and unstable sense of self. this is pretty obvious in my writing of her, shes lived in four?? different provinces throughout her life which are all. extremely different for the most part. so i imagine that can really mess with how someone views themselves and their personality, plus mess with her cultural identity.

she, like helseth, is fairly paranoid and unsettled in her role as queen. and i mean for good reason, probably better reason than helseth. most altmer she meets her first few months in firsthold are polite on the outside, but seem to be secretly saying “okay so how can we get rid of you :)”. and then theres the ones who just aren’t polite at all. but she does a better job at controlling herself and talking herself down than helseth, and just comes off as more stable in general. shes scared because she just wants to feel safe and content where she is for once in her life, and yeah maybe marrying an altmer king wasn’t the best way to achieve that but she thought he was handsome okay.

also shameless oc plug, my oc valinwen is her ???? idk?? bodyguard? counsellor? friend???????? lover at some point????????????? something. but yeah they’re thick as thieves and valinwen is very very protective of her.

this is getting so long im gonna stop here lmao. sorry if these are lame i really do adore her so much though.

#asks #anon #morgiah #oc valinwen #daggerfall #headcanons

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magic-number-3 · 3 years

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okay so i actually did watch a few episodes of 911 this week without liveblogging them but i did take notes as if i was liveblogging and then just,,, didnt lmao so in case anyone cares about my thoughts im going to share them anyway asdlfkjsdl mostly i think they’ll just be fun to look at later

2x02

CHRISTOPHER CAN BE ON SCREEN FOR 2 SECONDS AND I LITERALLY LOVE HIM SO MUCH

Eddie Diaz is soooooo fuckin dreamy i stgggggg

“I cant order you guys to go inside that building and im not gonna judge you if you decide not to” “Hen, you got a kid, so...” “Yeah. And I’d hope if someone whose job it was to save him they’d do it. No matter what.” QUEEN SHIT 😤😤😤

Marvin you on thin ice but you right; you a king

IM GOOD COACH HEART OF A CHAMPION WHY AM I CRYING

HEART OF CHAMP I AM CRYING AND THEY ALL KEEP SAYING IT BACK TO HIM IM- IM FRAGILE RN. LITERALLY WHY DID EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS ARC MAKE ME SO EMO

NOT HENRIETTA. FUCK

2x03

MADDIE I BELIEVE IN YOU YOU GOT THIS QUEEN

“They could really use a miracle today” “I might just have a few of those left. I see them.” ALSKFKGKS crying why is the dialogue so good in this show???

FUCK. RUSS ITS YOUR DAY OFF

Russ gonna die im calling it. They saved the athlete and they’ll probably save the little girl?? So hes not gonna make it. At least hen is okay

“Even i couldnt save me. You dont know me, but im good.” “Oh yeah? Well maybe im better”

FUCK. I called it but it still hurts

CLOSE CALL WITH THAT ELEVATOR OMGGG

ALL OF THAT ENDING??? WE CAN BE HEROES SLAPS AND IK WE BEEN KNEW BUT ALDJFKFKSKJ everything about the end to that episode is so 👌👌👌 i wanna cry

EDDIE RUNNING TO HIS BOYYYYYYYY IM

ATHENA AND BOBBY HELL YEAHHHHH the husband is a straight g pullin thru for him like that

2x04

OMG CHRISTOPHER AND EDDIE IM 🥺🥺🥺

Also Christopher is such. Lil cutie

THEIR LITTLE FAMILY!! THE ABUELA?

“These fire guys are totally hot” LAKJDFKAL I MEAN YOURE RIGHT

AKJDKLASDJ YOU LIVE IN YOUR INVISIBLE GIRLFRIENDS HOUSE AND YOURE TELLING ME ABOUT WEAK EXCUSES. THAT SMUG LOOK ON EDDIES FACE IM ASLKFJSAL

Oh sheet Eddies abuela 😞

Every interaction between Eddie and Christopher got me like 🥺🥺🥺

Okay how are you not supposed to ship Buddie they’re talking about being single together and then his aunt telling buck about how ‘he’s a saint’ and all that??? THATS SUCH ROMANTIC INTEREST SHIT. WHEN DO YOU HAVE A FAMILY MEMBER GUSHING TO A MAIN CHARACTER AND THAT CHARACTER ISNT THE LOVE INTEREST????

HE BROUGHT CHRISTOPHER TO WORK AWWWWW!! THEYRE GOING ON A MISSION TOGETHER

Oooh I love this song STUCK IN THE MIDDLE WITH YOU

“Now I feel kind of lame” “BECAUSE YOU ARE” LMAO HEN

Ooooh yeah why do you call him chim???

BOBBY AND CHRISTOPHER. CHIM AND CHRISTOPHER. THIS IS SO CUTE

AWE EDDIE AND CAP

BOY CRUSH ON EDDIE ADLSJFLDKS

Awe good for Maddie omg 🥺🥺🥺

CHIMNEY IS A MODERN MEDICAL MIRACLE???? I mean good for him bro figured lol but for it to be said out loud shittttttt

AKSFJALSDK TATIANA SHES FUCKING MARRIED YOURE KIDDING ME HOW QUICKLY DID YOU GET MARRIED AFTER BREAKING UP WITH CHIM

alkjsdskla im losing it over Tatiana

Awww now this is sad :( chim’s got noboddddddy

Sdkljfas Buck you have GOT to move out of Abby’s place dude

‘I had a life-altering trauma and her life got altered. All I got was the trauma.’ THATS SUCH A GOOD LINE SPEAK YOUR TRUTH CHIM

YOURE MY FRIEND SHES YOUR EX. YOU GET TO FORGIVE AND MOVE ON I GET TO HOLD A GRUDGE UNTIL THE DAY I DIE ALSKFDSDA

Chim 🥺 awe. “Wakes me up in the middle of the night”. Buddy :( CAPS GOT YA

CARLAAAAAAAAAA HELL YEA

“BESIDES THAT PERFECT BONE STRUCTURE” SDKAFSJA

like. Fuck Tatiana. But also good for her. And Chim gets to start to move on!! That was a really sweet scene

Aw Bobby gets Athena ^-^

This was such a good fucking episode yo. Like the way the idea of being stuck had to do with the 911s lives while also all of the calls they went one were being physically stuck and the way the proposal instigated Chim’s breakdown to allow him to finally move on…. just. Excellent television!!!!

So proud of Maddie!!!! So proud of everybody this episode :)

Buck yeah you gotta move out buddy

2x05

ASKFJHASJLAD this has gotta be fake im sdlfkjsaldk

LMAOOOO THIS BITCH she’s gonna end up actually getting hurt

OMFGGGGGGGG this bitch had it coming

DONT WE KNOW YOUUUUUUUUU THE PORCH PIRATE?? ASLDKJFALKSS

What is this girls fucking problem with Maddie lmaaooooooo fuck off

Awe this lady with the muffin or whatever is so sweet. This places Celine dion 😂😂😂 queen

Lmao wait why is she actually horrible 😂😭😭

BUCKETTE LMAOOOOO

Omg Maddie and Athena are so fun

THEYRE PROTESTING HOMOSEXUALITY??? WHAT THE FUCK

HES A FUCKING RACIST TOO???

I CAN HELP YOU WITH THE SWEDISH HALF BUT I DONT KNOW WHICH HALF THAT IS SLKDFJASLK EDDIE

I love Maddie and Athena so much alsdkfj

WHATS HER FACE? EVA? STRAIGHT UP BITCH JFC

Gloria im sorry but you’re getting what you deserve.

LKAJSDALKS. “People who yell and scream and cry and expect you to do something for them” GIRL YOU ARE LITERALLY A 911 RESPONDER THAT IS YOUR GOT DAMN JOB???

“Do they ever think of anything but themselves and what they need?” THEY ARE USUALLY DYING GLORIA

“SNITCHES GET STITCHES” JEEZ WOMAN

I feel so bad for Hen and Karen :( Eva can fuck off dude. Can’t they get sharing rights with the dad? I mean yeah it sucks that Eva is just doing this to fuck em over but like.. the dad still deserves to get to know his son if he wants to. Though Eva would probably try to stay with him just to turn Denny against Hen and Karen… UGHHHHHH

Lil denny :( aw Hen. I love her sm

Hen what u doing girl…. Cant it make the case more difficult if you keep interacting with Eva?

I love Karen and Hen sm 🥺

WHAT YOU DOING HEN. ARE YOU JUST GONNA LEAVE HER???

YOURE FINGERPRINTS ARE ON HER NOW DUDE. GO BACK

Ugh I hate that she lived but it was the right thing to do….

“I save awful people every day its my job” Hell yeah girl

SHES GOING BACK TO JAIL HELL YEAH

Dont love cheering for her going back tho jail can be terrible…. But at least she’ll be out of Karen and hens lives. we’re not meant to think too deeply about this is.

LOVE MADDIE AND ATHENA

GLORIA IS THE FUCKING WORST

oh…. gloria… damn.

Cant you just share custody?? :( I mean it sucks but like… just talk to him.

“Yeah people can be awful… but not everyone is awful… but you’ll never know what kind of person someone is unless you give them the chance to show you” :(

WOW THE DAD IS THE FUCKING BEST?? HELL YEAH

ATHENA AND BOOBBY ARE SO FUCKING CUTE

Wow the last shot of the episode thats like the long shot at the dinner table with the narration was real fucking good :( im emo.

2x06

ADSLFJLK;ALSD. BUCK THOUGHT SHE WAS CALLING EDDIE CUTE BUT SHE MEANT CHIMNEY

listen. I do know what happens between those two and I am very excited.

Oh no maddies so anxiousssss

Buck fangirling over this reporter lady im asldkjflksad

“But the way they cared for me, thats what kept me alive” :( Hen :(

Omg are Athenas kids like the same age as Bobbys :(

SOMEONE SENT THEM EDIBLES????? OMFGGGGGG

OH NO CHIM IS THE ONLY ONE THATS SOBER

THIS WOMAN HAS A HIGH HEEL STICKING OUT OF HER FACE EWWWW ITS SO GROSS

DID THESE BEAUTY QUEENS SHRINK OR ARE WE SUDDENLY GIANTS ALKDSJFLKAKL

TEEN TINY THE WAY HIS VOICE FUCKING CRACKED

SDKFJSKDA THEYRE ALL FUCKING HIGH IM

HIGH BOBBY IS SO FUCKIN FUNNY

Oh no eddies upsetttttt 😂

This is fucking HILARIOUS

Oh no bobbyyyyyyyy :((((((

Awe the news piece was so nice

CHIMNEY AND MADDIEEEEEEE

Oh shes got a fucking POPCORN MAKER IM SO JEALOUS

Wow Taylor was really going to use the footage :/

“Just get a room already” BUCK NOOOO DUDE

The way bobby always fist bumps Athenas son whenever they say hello/goodbye. So fun 🥺good content right there

DONT TELL ME THEYRE GONNA ASK HIM TO BE IN THE PIC????

OMGGGGG BOBBYYYYYYY IM CRYINGGGGGG

AWE AND THE FUCKING SONG; WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE YOU MAKE ROOM YOU PROBABLY NEVER LOVED SOMEONE LIKE I DO

#LONG POST #LONG ASS POST #lol #ellie liveblogs #911 #my posts

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jotaveiga · 4 years

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It was the first time after 6 months that the miracle happened. Liara finally managed to gather them in the same room. It hadn't been easy to find them, then convince them to step inside the old repaired Normandy.

There was some contentment for the reunion but there was an underlaing of sorrow, pain, regret. Understandably so.

Kaidan was the most bitter out of everyone, he kept his arms crossed tightly over his chest until there was enough silence for him to speak.

"Are you going to tell us why we had to leave our missions to come here of all places?" Liara was about to start explaining but Wrex started to threaten Kaidan for being rude, Vega was also intrigued and threw a "yeah, why?", Cross conversation resumed and the room fell into chaos.

Liara called a couple of times trying to emmulate her but to no avail. She looked desperate at the console in front of her and pressed the button.

"Will you stop that?!" Shivers run up and down spines, tears welled up and the silence was as crushing as the void of space itself. Her voice resonated loud and clear.

"I apoligize Commander, but I must insist." Joker immediatly raised to his feet as EDI spoke.

The hologram of Jane Shepard rose in the middle of the room.

"Dios mio!" Vega's wisper was louder than he intended but it described perfectly the mood.

"Are we ready?" The soft metalic voice came through and Shepard took a deep breath before nodding.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Liara hugged herself, already antecipating the message that was to come, she heard it first when she retrieved Shepard's omnitool from Earth.

"So, you know I am really great at this...sharing feelings and stuff... Phew...well, let's do this then. EDI thinks it will help my anxiety wich most of you don't really know about, so I guess I'll start with you EDI." The Commander's chuckle brought a knot to the hearts of those watching and hearing attently.

"No Commander, this is meant for the crew."

"And what the fuck are you? You are part of this crew and part of this family..." Jane rubbed her forehead "...jeez I'm lame. Well, I'll start with you and that's final." EDI chuckled in her silky tone.

" EDI, you can be a pain in the ass, not literally fortunatly, but a pain nonthless, but you are also my friend. You learned how to be caring, you are the best with Joker, that asshole got really lucky for having such a babe swooning over him." Joker laughed and a couple of people followed suit.

"I am lucky to have you as a crew member and as a friend EDI" Shepard flashed her the most genuine smile and EDI thanked her. "Who next?" She scrambled trough a piece of paper of all things. "Joker than. You've been with me since the very beginning man, you are my brother and I love you but honestly, sometimes you are hella annoying." Jane burst into laughter and Joker, the now Joker followed while tears rushed down his cheeks, but he didn't care. He had been trough hell with her and always brought her back except the only two times that really mattered. "Don't beat yourself up" the man looked up at her hologram and felt as if she could read his mind "without you, I would've died a long time ago and we all know that, I hope you can find a new purpose." The seriousness returned to the room.

"Liara, I know we had a complicated start but I came to see you as one of the best friends a person could have. I know you know your worth but just to reinforce it, you are an amazing, intelligent being and I really want you to take care of my ship collection because no one else out of these morons could do it." Again chuckles echoed troughout, but the mood was somber, for each name, Shepard seemed to shrink a little.

"Tali, you are the most fun and bubbly person I've had the pleasure to know, you are so young and so determined, and I if I am alive after this, I'll go to your planet and I will elege you as Queen of the Quarians" Tali sobbed inside her mask as Vega put one arm around her shoulders.

"Wrex, old man, I've been thinking about it alot and I decided that it would be cool to spend my retirement raising a baby Krogan, so I'll take up on that offer of yours. Thank you for the headbutts, you know I needed them" Jane winked and Wrex only let out a soft "squishy human" but he loved her, and everybody knew it. What a feat, to have the admiration and love of two Krogans.

"In the matter of adoption, Grunt, you are my son, and stop dennying it! You know I love you and I want you to be the strongest most perfect Krogan that ever lived, I am very proud of you", Grunt slammed a fist on the wall next to him, but nobody felt it as a threat, it was pain for the loss of what he also considered as his mother.

Shepard sniffled ever so slightly while going trough her list.

"Jack, you are a mean ass bitch and I love you for it, and when this is all done, I need to learn how to dance and you got some really sick moves so, if your up for it, hit me up" Jack chuckled from the corner "finnaly you admit you can't dance" a couple of others laughed with her.

"Vega, are you still sore from all the pull ups you couldn't do?" Jane snorted a laugh "well, you better not push yourself to hard man, we need you opperational, you are one of the best soldiers we have and I am glad I have you on my team, pendejo" Vega smiled brightly but the saddness in his eyes seeped out.

"Kaidan...I...well, I don't think we've ever seen eye to eye, but I know the admiration you had for me, at least until I disappointed you, and I never want to do that again, but I will, so, I need you to look up to yourself and not to others because otherwise you'll never live to the amazing potencial you have, don't be held down, I...I am sorry for what you have been trough because of me" there was no jokes or chuckles, Jane knew every single person on her crew and she knew how to address every one of them individually. Kaidan took a step forward almost as if he wanted to touch the hologram, after all, he still loved her.

Her mood shifted as she skimmed the paper in her hand.

"EDI, I think that's enough for now, I'll do the rest later." It hurt him to know who the rest was, but he understood, like he always did.

"Commander we are almost done"

"What's even the point? Maybe they're all dead, maybe I failled and ended up destroying the few things I have ever loved..." The exasperarion in her voice could be heard but no recognized because Commander Shepard was the one who pulled people up.

"Commander..." EDI's mettalic voice was conforting and reassuring.

"I know, I am sorry EDI, I just... Well... Garrus." Everybody in the room turned to the Turian partially covered by shadow. He hadn't talked since the war, since he left Shepard on the ramp of the Normandy, no one had heard him again. He shifted the weight of his body from one leg to the other until Jane started.

"I swear to God, if you are somewhere out there callibrating stuff, I'll find you and headbutt the hell out of you!" She tried to chuckled but the sound died before it was even born.

"Listen, never blame yourself for my decisions, we both know I am to stubborn. But I do want you to credit yourself. For everything you have done for me. For all the times you had my six, for all the times you helped me see reason, for saving me from the very first moment I've met you." Her voice wavered and the sobs from both Tali and Liara could be heard in the seconds of silence.

"I love you big guy. I have for a really long time and my only regret is that I should have told you sooner, so we had more time." The trembling on her tone crushed the hearts of those present. Garrus walked towards the console and stood face to face with her hologram.

"I know you will be the best Primarch the Turian ever had because you learned from me" she chuckled between tears. "And I know that someday we'll see eachother again, until than, please take care of this band of misfits we call family because they cant' take care of themselfs." The air grew thicker.

"There is no Shepard without Vakarian. I love you Garrus." For the first time since he last saw her he spoke and his voice sounded foreign, hoarse and scratchy and it pained him like tousands of needles to say those words but he didn't care, he could die for all he cared, he just wanted her in his arms again.

"I love you too".

They watched as her figure slumped to a chair behind her as her palms covered her face. After a solid minute, Jane straightened her back and wiped her cheeks leaning one arm on her knee and looking dead on. "Imagine how embarissing this shit would be if I am still alive?" And with that, the swosh of a door could be heard from behind them.

#female shepard #mass effect fanfiction #mass effect #feelings #tali'zorah #liara t'soni #james vega #jeff joker moreau #kaidan alenko #femshep x garrus #garrus vakarian #urdnot grunt #urdnot wrex

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simplystefanie-rae · 5 years

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love eater and miracle queen stuff

Weird how I loved the first part but the second part fell kinda flat on it’s ass. It’s a shame too, the first part had so much emotion to it, stakes were high, Marinette was allowed to cry and not be told to cheer up (still super shocked about that), but then the next episode happened and it went through events so fast I got whiplash. Honestly, why not make it a 3 parter? It could have greatly benefited from that.

What is also could have benefited from was not following up a directionless season. It tried to do way too many things and not one writer was like ‘hey maybe we should organize this better or axe this completely? Flesh this out more?’ I wonder if editors exist over there.

Anyway I said it before, but the fact that this finale didn’t end with Lila as the villain is shocking. They clearly shelved her for a later date, but if you’re going to do that, don’t reintroduce her as a giant problem for Marinette specifically at the start of season 3, setting the tone for her to become her personal antagonist, then wrap it up in a way where Marinette has virtually no active involvement in her temporary downfall in an episode that’s not even the finale. We kept seeing glimpses all season of how downright dirty Lila played, that she was willing to grab an akuma and fight side by side with hawkmoth... and she’s not hawkmoth’s grand plan? How is she, girl who gets everyone to believe every word she says, not his miracle queen? She’s already working for him, like she gives no fucks, as opposed to Chloe, who he had to jump through hoops to convince first. Chloe gave in pretty easily but Hawkmoth did all this planning to get her in a vulnerable position first, he didn’t need to do that with Lila, who already hates Ladybug, who already was like ‘fuck yeah lets work together’. I’m just very ??? about the decision to use Chloe in this manner when at the end of the day, she didn’t really contribute much of anything besides proving once and for all that she truly is a selfish person down to her core.

Which leads me to the other gripe, Chloe, namely whatever arc she’s suppose to be on. I’m okay with a character trying to be better and it just not working out, they get tempted to the dark side because they just can’t let go of their negativity and fail in the end. I understand the concept of having to hit rock bottom before actively changing, but shouldn’t she have...hit that already in despair bear? Or Zombizou? Or in her 3 parter? She’s at her worst in those episodes, and finds small ways to (unearnedly imo) come out on top and do the right thing, for the most part. If we were suppose to get the hint that she’s trying but not hard enough, then they shouldn’t have been constantly making every other character around her cater to her out of pity.

But who knows, maybe season 4 will open with Chloe completely ostracized from her class and the citizens of Paris after knowing what she did, and that will be her real rock bottom. Adrien acknowledged that what happened to Fu was Chloe’s fault, and if they actually carry over his (and Marinette’s) disappointment in her next season, it might be an actual catalyst for change. The only thing is this should have happened in season 2, with a whole lot less ‘let’s keep giving her chances because she had a hard life and it’s the right thing to do’ lessons because it’s a confusing message to be sending. If they want me to be convinced that her arc has a point then Adrien needs to come right out and end their friendship, and for it to be portrayed as the right thing to do. What Chloe needs right now are actual consequences for her actions, not more coddling.

Also her costume fucking sucked. How the fuck did these artists take the time to give the guys all these REALLY COOL costumes but Chloe gets a recycled version of Queen Wasp but this time with a stupid crown? Why are they so lame with female costumes? Urgh.

Those are my major gripes with miracle queen. Smaller issues are Gabe and Nathalie needing to seriously go away, I wish they actually spent the last two seasons developing Fu more as a character so his memories being wiped actually hit hard, and I’m confused by Adriens mindset as always.

#love eater #miracle queen #ml spoilers

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 4 years

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Off Day: Eleven

Bucky leaned on the bathroom door watching you apply makeup to your face, pulling seemingly endless pallets, brushes, and bottles from your bag. “Why’s your foundation not match your face?” he asked.

“Because I’m not gonna go out and kill the Batman later.”

“Huh?”

“If your makeup stops at your neck, you look like a party clown.”

Bucky smiles a little and watched you work for a second and nodded, “You never used to wear makeup,” he mused.

“I never used to have money,” you say shrugging, pouting at him in the mirror. Bucky nods, “How does that work?”

“Does what work?” you ask, starting to blend things in properly.

“Do you get a check from the store?”

You shrug and smile a little, “Theoretically. But. Jack and Judy are paying for the groceries in the house. Kaity won’t let me pay rent. So, like... I just take enough to buy gas and cat food. Everything else I take out of my savings.”

Bucky shook his head, “Baby,” he scolded.

“What?” you ask, quirking an eyebrow.

“When’s the last time you bought yourself something fun?”

“I buy art supplies and makeup all the time. Online shopping is nice. I can buy pretty things in my underwear.”

Bucky tutted and made a mental note to buy you a little something. Still. He couldn’t be upset. You had his hoodie on and your panties, nothing else. It was a nice view. It was why he’d come to lean on the doorframe. He stayed because he was a little fascinated. Like watching you draw on his arm with sharpies, it was a miracle of artistic skill watching you play with contrasts and colors. If he hadn’t watched you do it, he wouldn’t believe it. You look like an almost totally different person.

When you finished your makeup, he smirked, “How mad would you be if I dragged you back to bed and ruined all that?” he asked.

“Pretty mad. I’d be keeping Kaity waiting,” you answer, smiling just a little as you put things back in your bag.

Bucky winces internally, feeling guilty. For just a minute, he’d forgotten. You were his and didn’t have responsibilities. It wasn’t Christmas and Kaity wasn’t dying. You weren’t putting makeup on like you were getting ready for battle. Armor to protect you from the reality that nothing was ever going to feel right again.

“Are you ready to go home?” he asked.

“No,” you answer, “But. I need to. I just... I don’t know if I can handle this.”

“Do you want me to stay?” he asked.

You shake your head, “No. I just... I just need to suck it up. It’s not. There’s not anything I can do.”

He nods and wraps his arms around you slowly, “I’ll come by tonight,” he murmurs, “Put something warm in your belly and put you to sleep.” He kisses your neck and shoves his hand in your hoodie pocket.

“Okay,” you murmur, focusing on putting things away to give you time to breathe.

“Maybe make you come two or three times,” he teased, kissing the spot on your neck that he learned made you shiver, chuckling when you did. “That never gets old,” he rumbled tightening his arms around you.

“Bucky-” you protest weakly

He grins at you in the mirror, “What is it, doll?” he teased, taking his hands out of your pocket to rest them on your hips.

You whimper and he stops moving, not letting you go but not pressing any further. “Baby girl,” he said gently, “Talk to me. What do you need?”

“I need to go home. I’m sorry I-” you take a breath and let it out slowly, “They’re waiting and if it’s another bad day, they’re gonna need me.” You can’t meet his eyes expecting him to be mad and Bucky feels like an asshole. “Let me put on some decent clothes and I’ll take ya home,” he said softly, “And then tonight I’ll come keep ya company... can’t promise to behave. But I’ll be there.”

You half turn to look up at him, all big sweet eyes and a soft smile and he kisses the tip of your nose. “Promise?” you ask.

“Promise,” he answers softly, cuddling you for a second before going to get some jeans and a clean hoodie to replace the one you’d stolen.

He’d never had a girl that asked so little of him. All you wanted was his time. Some attention. A little TLC from time to time. And he felt, strange. It felt like he wasn’t doing enough by not buying you gifts and making extravagant (for him) gestures. Char had been like a magpie. She liked her shiny shit. She liked to be fawned over. Treated like a princess. He desperately wanted to treat you that way. You deserved it. But as far as he could tell, you didn’t wear much jewelry and you worked in a whole store full of books if you wanted books. He didn’t know dick about art supplies of jewelry. And he felt silly buying cat toys. What did you get somebody who’d learned to get by on as little as possible? For Christmas, well. He didn’t know if you’d like it but. It was the only thing her could think of.

He pulled it out of the closet and set it on the bed, thankful the girls had done the wrapping for him. It looked pretty. All green paper and silver ribbon. Glitter. “Fucking glitter” he groused, brushing it off his sleeve. The inside of his closet looked like a titty bar exploded.

You pause in the doorway, pulling leggings on, “What’s that?” you ask, cocking your head. “Santa must have figured out where you were,” he said grinning.

“Bucky,” you protest, “I told you not to.”

“And I didn’t listen,” he said simply. “Come on, open it,” he encouraged, “I looked everywhere for it.”

You look up at him and smile, kissing his jaw before sitting next to the box, starting to open it carefully.

“C’mon, we’re not gonna save the paper!” he teased.

“I’m trying not to get glitter on your bed!”

“Doll, there’s been stripper dust on my sheet before. It’s fine.”

You snort and tear the paper off, opening the box carefully, “Bucky,” you gasp softly, “This is too much!”

“No it’s not,” he said grinning as you carefully inspected the new tattoo kit. “I figured if you wanted you could start doing them again. I got bored the other day and looked through the Instagram you post your art on... It was a few years ago and you were learning sure, but you did pretty good tattoos.”

“I dunno, Bucky,” you say hesitating, “It’s really nice but-”

“No buts,” he said, kissing you softly, “I just wanted you to have it if you wanted it.”

“Thank you,” you murmur, blushing as you kiss his cheek.

“Anything for you, doll,” he murmurs, “Honestly I didn’t know what to get for you at all but, then you kept doing a bunch of pretty artwork on my arms and so I thought I’d do this.”

“Even though I told you not to,” you pout.

“Sorry doll,” he chuckled, “I took enough orders in the army. Unless you’re naked I’m probably not gonna let you boss me around.”

“I don’t wanna boss you around,” you protest, “I just knew I wouldn’t have time to go get you what I wanted to get you.”

“Whatever that was, darlin’,” he drawled, kissing you slowly, “It wouldn’t have compared to last night.” Your cheeks burn and he smiles, “That was a dream come true. Literally. Thinking about you was the only thing that got me through basic. And both deployments.” He tugs you into his lap and kisses your head, “I always had a picture in my head of what it’d be like if I saw you again. I’d know exactly what to say. I’d sweep you off your feet and do the whole nine yards... Instead I didn’t even recognize you.”

“I mean, Dolly Parton once lost a Dolly Parton look a like competition to a drag queen, so I can’t really blame you. A new nose, some new hair, and sometimes probably made it a little difficult,” you tell him.

“A new nose?” Bucky asked.

You shrug, “Got my shit busted enough times it needed done,” you tell him.

“I couldn’t even tell,” he said.

“Well, no,” you answer, standing up to get your things around, “That was the point. I just had them get as close to the original as possible.”

“Who busted up your face?” he asked following you.

“Parents a couple times. The last time, it was a guy I’d just started dating,” you don’t look at him, pretending to be preoccupied with your coat. Bucky does his best to breathe. To stay calm. He’s very, very aware of how fragile your emotional state is and how likely you are to jump to the worst conclusion if he looks angry but inside, he wants to reach through time and beat the living shit out of your dad for it. And find the guy that hurt you and snap is legs off.

“Y/N,” he said gently, tilting your chin up, “I love you.” It’s all he can think of to say. The best way to remind you that you’re safe.

“I love you too,” you tell him, turning your head slightly to kiss the palm that’s cupping your cheek.

_________

Bucky walks you into the house. It’s quiet but for A Christmas Story playing on the TV and Jack and Judy quietly eating breakfast. You sigh and let Bucky help you out of your coat before padding into the kitchen. This is going to be a long day. It feels like a wake. A really fucking lame wake. The kind of thing Kaity hates.

Bucky accepts hugs and Merry Christmases after you get yours and watches helplessly as you pad into the bedroom to say hello to Kaity.

Judy hands him a mug of coffee, “How was your party?” she asked. “Fine,” he said, “We had a drink and I took her home with me. Watched some movies.”

“No mistletoe?” she teases, handing him a plate to go with his mug.

“I don’t kiss and tell,” he said blushing.

“You’re a good boy, Bucky.”

“Shh,” he hisses, “Don’t say that too loud. You’ll ruin my rep as a drug king pin.”

Jack chuckles, “Son,” he said, “Anyone who believes that is an idiot. Your truck is real nice but it ain’t that nice.”

_________

“Hey, Kaitykat,” you murmur, leaning over to kiss her head, “Merry Christmas.”

She opened her eyes a little and smiled, “You smell like boy.”

“Well I mean. I slept with one and stole his hoodie so, that’d probably do it.” you tell her, smiling a little and curling up on the bed next to her to watch Muppets.

“Slut,” she teased, tugging a hoodie string, “Did he at least go down on you.”

“Kaity-” you start blushing.

“So no,” she chuckled, tucking hair behind your ear. “But did he take good care of you?” she pressed, looking anxious.

You nod, “Yeah,” you tell her, “He did.”

“You used a condom right? I mean. If he knocks you up I’m not going to have any fun making fun of you while you panic taking the test.”

“You’re such an asshole,” you giggle.

“Yeah, but you love me.”

“You know I do, Cat-cat.”

She smiled a little and laced her fingers through yours, “Do you love him,” she asked, laying her head on your shoulder.

“Yeah.”

“Good,” she murmured. For a long moment, Kaity’s quiet, watching Michael Cain find redemption. Trying to gather the strength to go sit out in the living room. “Promise me something?” she asked seriously.

“What?” you answer.

“When he does knock you up, name it after me.” She grins at you and you groan.

“Goddamnit Kaity.”

“What,” she pouts, “You’ll make cute babies.”

“He probably doesn’t even want kids, Kaity. And I don’t think I do either honestly.”

“Why?” she asked, letting you help her into her chair.

“Because,” you answer, kissing her head, “I don’t want to turn into my mother.”

Kaity winces but lets the matter drop. For now. Letting you wheel her out to the kitchen for something to eat. She’s thankful for the pain medicine that makes this possible. Thankful you’re here. That she can watch Bucky fuss over you fire hand. Coffee. Pastry. Anything he can coax into you. She meets her mother’s eye across the table and they nod. Thankful Bucky realizes that you’re losing weight and shouldn’t be.

Bucky lets you walk him to the door and steals a kiss goodbye. A lingering kiss that makes you sigh, “Be a good girl?” he murmurs, kissing the tip of your nose.

“Yes, sir,” you answer, rolling your eyes. Bucky chuckles and raises an eyebrow, “Careful with that, darlin’. Especially with those pretty red lips.” You blush and he kisses your nose again, “I’ll see you tonight. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you answer, kissing his jaw before he slips out the door into the cold.

Tags: @lancsnerd @stevieang @thorfanficwriter @blameitonthecauseway @etherealwaifgoddess @wellfucksorrymum

#Bucky Barnes #soft bucky #Christmas #biker!bucky #biker!au #fluff #mentioned smut #implied d/s #fluffy fluff

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ficsandcatsandficsandcats · 4 years

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Road Trip : Punk!AU

Fandom: The Witcher Pairing: Punk!Jaskier x Reader, Punk!Geralt x Punk!Yennefer Word Count: 5,238 Rating: T Taglist: @heroics-and-heartbreak @whatevermonkey @mynamesoundslikesherlock @magic-multicolored-miracle a/n: Here is the long-awaited update to our series! It’s a big one but I hope you all enjoy it! Part V will be coming from @heroics-and-heartbreak sometime in the future so keep an eye out and let us know if you want to be added to the taglist!

Part IV – But Where’s Your Heart?

{Part I}{Part II}{Part III}

Something was very, very wrong.

Jaskier was sitting shotgun while Yennefer rode behind him next to Y/N. Aevryn and Win still sat in the far back but no one spoke much. Geralt had music playing from his phone but no one sang along. It seemed like a white noise intent on covering up the awkward silence but everyone knew better. No one was talking, though. Jaskier had tried to ask Geralt about it when they pulled over at a rest station but his trademark stoicism was back with a vengeance and he shrugged him off. He’d tried to talk with Aevryn who just plastered a smile on her face and when he broke through that she just told him to let it be. Yennefer approached him first, having watched him try and get answers from the others, and told him plainly to stay the fuck out of it.

“Shutting out your friends isn’t very punk rock of you, Yennefer!” he’d called at her retreating back. She flipped him off without so much as a glance back and Jaskier made up his mind.

“There,” he said, pointing to a spot on the map.

“What’s that?” Geralt asked.

“Chicago. We’re going to Chicago. We’ve been driving without so much as a World’s Biggest Yarn stop. I know it’s called a road trip but you are actually supposed to get out and see things once and a while,” Jaskier explained. Geralt rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Aevryn, what do you think?” Jaskier asked, calling back to his friend who looked up from her phone with a startled expression. Yennefer didn’t turn to look at her, but Aevryn felt her gaze all the same.

“Sure, sounds good,” she said. Jaskier brightened a bit and turned to you.

“That’s one vote in favor, Y/N, I know you’re with me?” he asked.

“Of course!” you said quickly. You’d picked up on the odd vibe in the van and it had begun to pick at you, making you think about and face your own insecurities and doubts when you’d really wanted the trip be a fun, breezy distraction.

“That’s three, Win?” Jaskier asked, shooting her a charming smile.

“You know I’m up for a good time,” Win replied. Jaskier turned to Geralt holding up four fingers triumphantly.

“And when did this become a democracy exactly?” Geralt grumbled.

“Since I said so,” Jaskier retorted.

“Oh very democratic of you, don’t recall voting on that,” Geralt muttered.

“Think of it like this, Geralt. You all are Parliament but I am the Queen,” Jaskier replied giving the drummer a magnanimous grin.

“Infirm and needing to be overthrown as soon as possible?” Geralt retorted.

“Oh for fuck’s sake Geralt are you going to Chicago or not?” Yennefer snapped. You and Jaskier shared a wide-eyed look and then quickly looked away. Geralt stiffened in his seat and you thought the steering wheel may break in his grip. Another silence settled over the car but when the sign for the exit came, Geralt turned onto it without a word.

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“Navy Pier!” cried, arms thrown open wide as your little group stood at the entrance.

“Where’s the bean?” Aevryn asked, looking up from her phone where she’d googled Chicago just to try and remember which of the states that was.

“No bean here,” Win explained, threading her fingers through Aevryn’s, “Lots of other cool stuff though. My parents took me here when I was a kid. We gotta go on the swings.”

“Swings?” Aevryn asked, giving her a bemused look, “We have swings in England too.”

“Not that kinda swing, babe,” Win said with a little wink and then, a little pointedly, “You’ll have to put the phone down while we’re on it though.”

Yennefer looked intently out towards the ocean and you felt another thread of tension wend through the group. Aevryn and Win set off and you heard Win asking, “real quick, how do you feel about heights?” as they disappeared into the roaming crowd of tourists.

“Hey,” you said, turning to Jaskier, “I have an idea. How about we pair up and take on the park. Divide and conquer, you know?”

“Um,” Jaskier glanced at the group and then back at you, “I mean… yeah…”

“I’ll go with Yennefer!” you declared, a look of relief immediately coming over Jaskier’s face.

“Alright Geralt that leaves us!” he said, walking over to his friend who grunted in response. You took Yennefer’s arm and walked off with her, trying to decide what would be the perfect activity to do with the coolest person you’d ever met.

-----

Yennefer clutched the golden pole sticking out of the bright, teal dragon she sat on. You squeezed the center of the brown horse you sat on and held your arms up as you had when you were a little girl.

“Look!” you cried, pulling Yennefer’s attention to you, “No hands!”

She laughed, looking relaxed and happy for the first time in days. She shifted in her seat so she was sitting side-saddle, rising and falling as the carousal wound its way in a circle.

“Admit it, you thought it was gonna be lame but it’s really fun going back and doing the stuff from childhood,” you said with a smug grin.

“This is my first carousal ride actually,” she admitted.

“Oh… does England not have…?”

“Oh, they do,” she said with a laugh, “I just didn’t go out much. My foster parents weren’t big on trips.”

Your stomach flopped with the motion of the carousal horse and Yennefer saw you freeze in a way she was used to people doing when she let slip that she’d been a foster child.

“They weren’t abusive, they just had too many kids to wrangle to the fair and stuff. It wasn’t bad,” Yennefer insisted.

“That’s cool,” you said, nodding, uncertain what else to say.

“Also, I didn’t think this was going to be lame. You had me at ‘you can ride a dragon’,” she said with another smile that lit up the usually cool, impassive face.

“Hey,” you said, trying to sit side-saddle as well and nearly falling off the horse, “We don’t have to talk about it, but I just wanted to check in. Cuz things aren’t ok. And you should know that you can talk about it if you want. I won’t even tell Jask, swear on MCR’s entire discography.”

You said this with a solemn face, holding your hand up as though you were in court. Yennefer considered your words and you held your breath, wondering if she might actually confide in you.

“What would you do if Jaskier and you broke up?” she asked. You blinked, the words hitting you like a bucket of ice water and sinking deep down to the thoughts you’d been fighting against.

“Um. Well… cry?” you offered lamely.

“Would you still travel with him or would you go back home?” she probed.

“Well, I would probably go home. I mean, that’s gonna happen anyway, right? I still have school to finish and this isn’t… we haven’t really talked about what happens next,” your voice trailed away and your nails chipped at the golden paint of the pole you gripped a bit tighter.

“Oh shit, Y/N, I’m sorry that was a senseless question,” Yennefer apologized, jumping of off her dragon steed to walk over to you.

“You can’t do that!” a kid yelled behind her. Yennefer shot them a baleful glare then turned back to you.

“Hey,” she said, “You and Jask are great. Whatever you’re facing you’re going to do it together. It’s different for you. You… you really have something, you know? It’s not like… I mean… It’s not…”

Her voice trailed off as well and she held onto your horse, the swirling of the carousal suddenly hitting her as well. You took a deep breath and looked at Yennefer, a fierce determination in your eyes.

“Once this thing stops you wanna go eat just a fuckton of corn dogs?” you asked.

“What’s a corndog?” Yennefer asked. Your eyes widened and she grew nervous at the intensity in your eyes. Apparently she would be learning what a corndog was very, very soon.

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Geralt gripped the rock in his hands, muscles rippling beneath the loose, white tank top as he pulled himself higher. He was only halfway up but that still left him a good 12 feet above ground. He took a deep breath, a sense of relief flooding him as he rose above the pain and problems that awaited him back on earth.

“You’re doing great!” a voice called somewhere below him a good six feet, “Well done Geralt!”

Geralt peered over at Jaskier who gripped the piece of rock with white knuckles and frowned.

“Why did you do this, Jaskier? You hate heights,” Geralt called down.

“I do not! Well, I didn’t know that I did,” Jaskier amended, marveling at how relaxed Geralt seemed while hovering above the earth in a way humans were surely never intended to be. “Anyway it seemed like something you’d enjoy and I was right! Look at you! You almost look human!”

Geralt shook his head but Jaskier could see a hint of smirk in the corner of his lips. It spurred him to climb a bit higher, Geralt watching with concern that did not help Jaskier feel any better about things. When he was about eye-level with Geralt’s knee he paused and looked up into his friend’s amber eyes.

“Alright Geralt, talk to me,” he said between gasps.

“Was this your plan? Isolate me in the air and get me to talk?” Geralt asked, looking almost a bit proud.

“Well that’s one way of putting it. Another is that I would help my friend relax and hope he may open up to me a bit,” Jaskier replied. Geralt looked up to the top of the wall and back down at Jaskier, a dangerous smile on his face.

“If you can meet me up there, we’ll talk,” he said, and turned to start climbing, scaling the wall with a nearly inhuman nimbleness while Jaskier sputtered and then set his face, determined.

“Alright you bloody bastard I’ll show you that Julian Pankratz doesn’t back down from a challenge,” he mumbled. Geralt looked out across the pier, the cool breeze of the air blowing his hair back and cooling the sweat off his face a welcome balm. Somewhere out there, among the millions of people, Yennefer was walking around. He wondered if he looked right now he could find her, seemingly always drawn to her no matter how much they tried to pull away. His musings were interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice calling his name. He looked down and paled as he saw Jaskier gripping a rock much closer than he’d expected. He’d thought Jaskier would give up and head back down and Geralt would get more of his quiet contemplation. Instead his friend had apparently taken the challenge in earnest. It hadn’t felt like a long way to climb when it was just him but now that he saw Jaskier hovering over the earth it was a dizzying expanse and he quickly climbed down where Jaskier stood. He knew that his friend wasn’t weak by any means but his arms trembled, from exertion or fear he couldn’t tell.

“Jaskier,” Geralt said, gripping one of Jaskier’s arms.

“Oh hello Geralt I was just, uh, well I looked down which was deeply stupid of me and now I seem to be paralyzed,” Jaskier replied, a slightly manic smile on his face. His breathing was a bit shallow and Geralt locked eyes, amber seeking sky blue.

“Jaskier, the only way at this point is up. I’m going to get you there,” Geralt said, speaking slowly.

“Cool cool cool brilliant but the part where I’m paralyzed, Geralt, what of that?” Jaskier asked.

“Just stay focused on me, alright? Take some deep breaths with me.”

Geralt helped Jaskier slowly deepen his breathing and once that was done he began to talk to him about random things, trying to distract him.

“So, is the road trip everything you’d hoped?” Geralt asked.

“Well it was before everyone got so weird,” Jaskier said, pinning Geralt with a meaningful look.

“Hmm,” Geralt replied.

“I’ll make a deal with you Geralt,” Jaskier suggested, the sly tone in his voice making Geralt very suspicious, “I will climb a bit more with each answer you give me.”

“That’s extortion,” Geralt argued.

“Are you in a position to barter?” Jaskier asked.

“Are you?” Geralt bit back.

“C’mon, Geralt, we both know you’re hating this more than I am. And that’s saying something because gods knows I’m hating this with every fiber of my being,” Jaskier argued. Geralt took a deep breath and nodded tersely.

“But I have the right to refuse the question,” he said. Jaskier nodded in agreement and thought about what to ask, not wanting to shut him down by asking the bigger questions too quickly.

“What do you think of Y/N?” he asked. Geralt blinked in surprise, relieved to have an easy question.

“I like her,” he replied, “She doesn’t suffer your bullshit but she’s also good to you. She fits in with the band well.”

“I like her too, a lot,” Jaskier said, a dreamy smile coming over his face. Geralt looked pointedly at Jaskier who remembered his side of the deal and took a few tentative steps, Geralt watching him carefully though he knew that he was strapped in a harness that would prevent any lasting damage if he fell.

“Who’s a better musician? Me or Valdo Marx?” Jaskier asked, his tone fierce and his blue eyes steely.

“You,” Geralt answered quickly, “Where the fuck did that come from?”

“Just checking,” Jaskier answered, seemingly distracted by his anger at Valdo as he progressed up the wall farther than Geralt had expected, stopping a few feet from the top.

“What is one thing we haven’t done on this road trip that you want to do?” he asked. Geralt furrowed his brow, thinking over the question. He only really wanted one thing anymore and he couldn’t have it. All other things felt small in comparison.

“I want to put my feet in the ocean,” Geralt said, trying to figure out a thing that may be nice. Jaskier’s face lit up and he crossed the last bit of wall, sitting next to Geralt at the top.

“I can do that, Geralt!” he said excitedly, “We can go right after this!”

“Jaskier you did it!” Geralt said. Jaskier looked around, suddenly realizing that he was no longer clutching the side of the wall. He took in the beautiful view and exhaled slowly.

“Well I guess I did,” he said offhandedly before turning back to Geralt, “Seems I have one last question.”

Geralt ran a hand through the silver hair he’d tied up in a bun, pulling some strands out as he did.

“Geralt, what is going on between you and Yennefer? I don’t need gross details, but I want to know what’s happening,” Jaskier implored. Geralt knew it was coming but it didn’t make hearing the question any easier. Jaskier waited patiently, hands in his lap as he left his friend the silence he needed to ponder his answer.

“I proposed,” Geralt said. Jaskier’s eyes widened.

“Oh that’s – Oh, ah,” he said, is excitement shifting to pained sympathy as he realized that it must not have gone well.

“Last year,” Geralt added.

“What?”

“Yeah,” Geralt nodded and sighed deeply.

“And she…”

“Said no.”

“Right.”

The two men stared out at the pier as Jaskier chewed over the words in his mind, trying to decide what to say next.

“Geralt, why didn’t you tell me?”

“What? Oh hey Jaskier, I asked Yen to marry me, she said no and also broke up with me,” Geralt said sarcastically.

“Yes, sure, why not? We’re friends, Geralt, friends share these things,” Jaskier argued.

“I guess I’m not really sure how this all works yet,” Geralt mumbled.

“What, friendship?”

Geralt didn’t answer but Jaskier understood his silence.

“Well… fuck her, right?” Jaskier asked, trying to sound confident in his declaration. Geralt glared at him.

“It’s not her fault,” Geralt said, “I’m not mad at her. Well, I am. But I’m also not. It would be easier if I was just angry.”

“How have you worked together so well? I mean there’s been fights and awkwardness, sure, but you both still show up,” Jaskier said.

“Of course we show up,” Geralt replied, “We’re not going to abandon you, Jaskier.”

Jaskier laughed and blinked back the tears that the words brought to his eyes. Geralt glanced at him and then quickly looked away.

“So, uh, where does that leave you now? I mean is there any chance that you’ll… I dunno. What do you want?” Jaskier asked once he’d composed himself. Geralt closed his eyes, remembering the feeling of her skin, still able to conjure her sweet scent and the sound of her voice in his ear. She was always with him and somehow never fully there.

“It doesn’t matter what I want,” Geralt said, “Not if she doesn’t want the same things. And she doesn’t.”

“Well that’s… balls,” Jaskier finished lamely.

“Yeah, it is,” Geralt agreed. They shared a sad smile and looked out onto the pier where Jaskier’s eyes fell on something that made him sneer.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he bit out.

“What?”

Jaskier pointed to a billboard in the distance. It was a black board with two initials in emerald green: VM. Below it was a date 07.31.21.

“Ugh, I almost forgot he was releasing an album. I don’t like it, Geralt. Its smug aura mocks me,” Jaskier complained. Geralt chuckled at his friend’s vehemence but shared his dislike for the advertisement.

“Well that’s ruined this air, how do we get off this damn thing,” Jaskier grumbled and Geralt moved quickly to help his friend over to where they could begin their descent, moving away from the all-seeing eyes of Valdo Marx.

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Aevryn screamed.

The world spun below her, legs dangling in the air as she was thrown around in a large, yawning arc and she screamed louder than she had in her entire life. She screamed out of sheer exhilaration at the weightlessness and adrenaline pumping through her veins. She screamed for the frustration she felt at Yennefer and herself and Valdo and nearly everyone in her life. Most of all she screamed because it felt like the only thing she could do right now that wouldn’t cause someone pain. When the ride slowed she tilted her head back and closer her eyes, bidding farewell to the reprieve she felt from her problems. Once reunited out of the ride gates Win pulled her into a hug.

“Are you ok?” she asked.

“Yeah that was great! Why?” Aevryn asked.

“You just screamed a lot I was worried you’d been trying to look brave for me when you agreed to ride it,” Win replied. Aevryn planted a soft kiss on Win’s cheek and looked into her eyes.

“You’re so sweet,” she said. She knew it wasn’t fair to compare Valdo to anyone but she had to admit it was clear between him and Win who was kinder. Then again, it wasn’t about Win or Valdo, really. It wasn’t a competition. That’s not how love worked. Aevryn slid her hand in Win’s and walked her over to a bench that looked out onto the ocean, steeling herself to have a conversation she hadn’t been expecting to have until the end of the tour. As soon as they sat down Aevryn’s phone vibrated in her pocket but she forced herself to leave it alone. Win looked into Aevryn’s sea green eyes and pulled her in for a kiss, cupping her face as she pulled back to look her in the eyes again.

“I release you,” Win said dramatically.

“What?” Aevryn asked.

“Aev I know what’s about to happen,” Win replied with a little smile, “I’m not dumb. I know that the ex is in the picture.”

“It’s not that s-”

“Babe,” Win said, giving her a look that halted Aevryn’s attempt at an explanation, “It’s ok. We knew what this was when we entered it and while you’re an amazing woman, I’m gonna be ok.”

Aevryn worried her lip between her teeth as she considered what Win said, wondering if anything really could be this easy.

“Are you sure?” Aevryn asked. Win nodded and patted her knee.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Win asked, nodding to the phone in Aevryn’s pocket.

“Not really,” Aevryn answered, though a part of her desperately did. She didn’t have Yennefer to talk to anymore and while she trusted you, she was afraid Jaskier would somehow find out. The fewer people who knew the better.

“Ok,” Win said, “Then we won’t. But the offer stands.”

“You’re a really good friend,” Aevryn said sincerely, heart filling with gratitude. Everything felt out of control but Win remained the eye of the storm, a calm reprieve amidst the chaos.

“I really am,” Win emphasized with a playful smile that made Aevryn laugh. “Did we make plans to meet up with the others?”

“Uh I don’t think so, let me see if Jask texted about it,” Aevryn said, pulling out her phone.

@valdomarxofficial: My new album is coming out tomorrow. I hope you’ll listen to it, even if your music tastes have changed.

Aevryn sighed and Win pulled out her phone to text you about plans instead as her friend typed back.

@aeverona: just bc Im with vicious mockery doesn’t mean I hate your music, Valdo. Ive always loved it. That hasnt changed.

“We’re meeting up at the Ferris Wheel,” Win said.

“What?” Aevryn asked, looking up at her. Win smiled and shook her head.

“C’mon,” she said, standing up and holding out her hand for Aevryn’s. Aevryn let Win lead her through the crowd, trying to pretend the buzzing of her phone didn’t send a jolt through her heart as she made herself leave it alone as they made their way to the looming Ferris Wheel.

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You and Yennefer arrived at Wheel first, Yennefer holding an untouched corndog. Two hands covered your eyes and you could smell the telltale cedar that followed your boyfriend around.

“Guess who,” he sang into your ear.

“Geralt we have to stop meeting like this,” you joked. Jaskier swatted your ass and pulled you around to face him, pulling you in for a kiss. Geralt walked up, the flannel he’d tied around his waist to climb back on his shoulders as the evening air cooled. Sunset began to creep across the sky and it was lovely. It also escaped Geralt’s notice completely as Yennefer walked up to him and thrust out the corndog.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“It’s a corndog,” she said, holding it out like an olive branch.

“What do you… do with it?” he asked. She smirked at his confusion as though she hadn’t asked you the exact same question when you’d handed one to her.

“You eat it,” she said. He shrugged and took it from her hands, fingertips brushing against each other’s in the briefest caress, and took a large bite. He chewed for a bit, face ponderous for a moment.

“If nobbad,” he mumbled through a mouthful of cornbread and hotdog. Yennefer chuckled and Geralt softened, happy for a reprieve from the tension though he knew it was only a matter of time before it was back.

Jaskier pressed his forehead against yours, nose brushing against yours.

“I missed you,” he said, sky blue eyes gazing into yours.

“I missed you too,” you said, tilting your head up to plant another soft kiss on his lips.

“I have a plan for some alone time but we’re going to have to engage in a little celebrity pandering,” Jaskier said.

“I don’t care if you have to buy the whole park to do it, I want some time with you. But I mean. Don’t actually do that,” you said. He smiled and kissed you again, taking your hand in his and walking over to where Aevryn and Win now caught up with Yennefer and Geralt.

“Alright gang, I hope you’ve all had a wonderful day, I nearly died no fewer than 27 times as Geralt will attest-”

“He was perfectly safe.”

“As I was saying, I am a hero among men and I have missed you all but not as much as I’ve missed Y/N so I am going to do the thing we always promised each other we wouldn’t do unless there was a dire need,” Jaskier announced dramatically. You and Win exchanged confused looks while Yennefer, Geralt, and Aevryn exchanged judgmental ones.

“I am going to name drop,” Jaskier said. “I am going to offer a selfie, I am going to offer a review, I am going to whore myself and in turn all of us out for a shot at getting one of those brilliant blue buckets for Y/N and I to share alone.”

“Just go fuck in the porta potty like a normal person,” Win said, rolling her eyes.

“Bro,” you said, sound betrayed. Win just shrugged but shot you an amused smile.

“You realize once we’ve done that it’s going to be a madhouse,” Yennefer argued.

“I do,” he agreed, “But we will sneak out and run away. After I sign a few autographs. Maybe take a few selfies. Agree to host a few karaoke parties…”

“Jaskier!” Aevryn cried.

“Kidding!” he argued, though you could tell he wasn’t. “Anyway, I felt it was only fair to warn you before I go do this. I will try and keep you out of it if possible but all’s fair in love and war and at a carnival, you’ve got a bit of both. Ooh that could be a lyric maybe…”

He walked off with you before anyone could protest further. It turned out to be much easier than he anticipated. The operator of the ride knew him on sight and was thrilled at his offer of a selfie as well as a generous tip. The next bucket came down and the two of you climbed on, trying not to feel bad about the people left waiting in line. Jaskier wrapped an arm around you and snuggled in close, holding your head against his chest as the bucket slowly rose in the air.

“Wait, you hate heights!” you said, sitting up so suddenly you nearly gave him a black eye.

“Oh I’ve conquered that fear today,” he said casually, wrapping an arm around you again, “Speaking of, what did you and Yen get up to today? Any new piercings I should be warned about?”

He peered at your waistband and you shoved him playfully.

“No! We rode the carousal,” you replied.

“Really? Oh man what I wouldn’t give for a photo of that,” he mused.

“It was actually really nice. We just talked,” you said and then your heart sank as you remembered what you’d talked about. Jaskier sensed your mood drop, pale blue eyes lined with kohl giving you a meaningful look. You took a deep breath and shifted to face him.

“Jaskier I…”

“I love you.”

Jaskier blurted out the words that sat between the two of you, lingering in the air like the sweet scent of cotton candy and salty tang of the ocean.

“Oh,” you said, uncertain what else to say. Well, you knew what you wanted to say, but it wasn’t that easy.

“It’s ok,” he said, “I mean, say what you need to say I just… needed you to know that.”

He looked down and his hands, still holding one of yours, and you lifted a hand to cup his face. He leaned into it, pressing a kiss into your palm, the soft, chestnut hair brushing against your fingertips.

“I love you too,” you said, because it was true, regardless of the unanswered questions. His eyes rose to yours and saw a mix of fear and relief.

“I feel like people are usually happy when they confess their love for each other but… you don’t look happy. What is it, love?” he asked, the endearment hitting you harder now that the full weight of the word stood behind it.

“I love you so much,” you said, fighting back tears, “But… Jaskier what happens next?”

Jaskier took a deep breath and looked down.

“We keep saying we’ll deal with it later but we’re running out of later, Jask. Summer’s almost over and I’m scared… I’m scared that this is just going to… I don’t know. I’m not sure,” you mumbled.

“Yes you do,” he said, looking back up at you, “You’re scared that you’ll go back to school and I’ll go back to LA and we’ll try and keep in touch and visit but it’ll peter out.”

“Yes,” you admitted, “That’s exactly what I’m scared about. And there’s really no way around it because you have your life and I have mine and I’m not going to give up school.”

“Y/N I would never let you do that. I’d never support the choice, anyway, not for me,” Jaskier insisted, “But I’ve been thinking about it and I have an idea. It wouldn’t mean no time apart and it wouldn’t mean that our lives wouldn’t still be busy but… I’m willing to do what it takes, Y/N.”

“What’s your idea?” you asked, wiping away the tears that had fallen despite your best efforts, smearing your eyeliner in a way that you were sure was ghastly but Jaskier’s eyes remained just as filled with love and adoration no matter how much of a raccoon you became.

“Seattle’s a pretty big city. A lot of great opportunities for musicians there,” he said. Your eyes widened as you realized what he was saying.

“Jaskier you can’t just up and move,” you cried.

“I can, though! That’s the thing about being rich, you can literally do whatever you want pretty much. It’s actually a bit terrifying. And I know what you’re going to say and yes, I’ve talked with the band. And I talked with Andrzej when I first had the thought and he said it’s possible. But I want to respect your space as well. So if this is something that would be too much or you don’t want me that cl-”

You cut off Jaskier’s words with a kiss, pressing yourself as close as possible. He deepened the kiss, tongue sliding between your lips as you nipped at his bottom lip. When you pulled back for a breath he kept his forehead resting against yours.

“I want you as close as I can get you,” you said, “I don’t care how creepy that sounds, it’s true.”

“Gods I love you,” he murmured.

“I love you too.”

“I love how that sounds,” he said with a little laugh, “I love love.”

“Ok we’re getting gross we have to pull it back,” you said. He nodded in agreement and settled on kissing you again and again. Outside the bucket the world rose and fell, the sun waned and the tides turned and a thousand questions and choices and uncertainties waited for all of you. But in that little bucket, Jaskier in your arms, you knew deep in your bones that you would find a way through.

#Road Trip:Punk!AU #Punk!Jaskier #Punk!Geralt #Punk!Yennefer #Punk!Jaskier x Reader #Punk!Geralt x Punk!Yennefer #Vicious Mockery #Vicious Mockery AU #The WItcher AU

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algernoninwonderland · 5 years

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Miracle Queen is an underwhelming finale, or: Part One Did Everything Better and Part Two Couldn’t Live Up to It

The animation is meh again. Not bad, but the characters do not emote as subtly as in the previous episode (which was so much better at that, really, it was good and sometimes even great) which is kind of a shame. The action scenes are kind of lame? Roi Singe’s staff flying, Queen Wasp catching it? That looked ridiculous, and not in a fun way. And it’s like that for everything.

This doesn’t look like a battle, more like a playground fight. Season 2′s finale did it better, there was a sense of scale that just isn’t there in this episode

The lighting is meh again, and everything looks kind of… Yeah, meh, I’m going to use that term again. Not Captain Hardrock level of bad, but not amazing by any stretch, especially compared with Love Eater.

For the scenes taking place outside, at least, the one snipped taking place at Alya’s was alright, plus good wholesome DJWifi but otherwise it sucks ass, to put it bluntly, especially the underwater-y part

The underwater part doesn’t feel like it’s underwater at all

I’m tired of the “it’s a power that allows you to corrupt others/use objects to fight for you” shtick, I understand why you’d want to use it but it’s boring.

DragonBug’s powers are bland, and Second Chance is a “get out of jail” card at this point. There are a lot of characters standing around and doing fuckall and it looks pretty darn stupid if I may say so.

Chloé Bourgeois deserves better writing than this, and better animation than this. If you want to make her into this, at least do it right.

The Master Fu Conundrum was very much a soap opera trick, which is alright I suppose, Miraculous is soap, but for me, it fell flat. Like, I don’t… Really care all that much about Master Fu and the show hasn’t given me any reason to be attached to him emotionally speaking, he was always that weird, mildly distant guy, kind of a Master Roshi expy and basically every stereotypical Chinese Grandmaster tropes jammed into one character, then we got his disappointing life story, one episode in which he actually fights (and then we worry) and then… Whatever that was? Are we supposed to cry? Is that when we’re supposed to cry? And then he’s put on a train and goodbye? Literally?

At least there has been a slight move from the earlier status quo which is fine, though all too heterosexual to my taste (Max and Alix? Seriously? I mean, sure, gay/ace solidarity, but it’s not presented as such). I don’t care much about the Love Square so it’s fine. I guess.

Even though we all know that of course it’ll be endgame or whatever because the show is not brave enough to go any other direction in the end, unless some radical changes are made.

It is an alright episode.

It pales in comparison with the one that precedes it.

It is a bad season finale.

(I’ll rewatch Miracle Queen in English whenever I can find it, but for now, my appreciation of this episode is, “serviceable but that’s about it”/10)

#miraculous #ml #miracle queen #miracle queen spoilers #miraculous season 3 #I'm disappointed #but not surprised #marinette dupain cheng #dragonbug #adrien agreste #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #luka couffaine #kagami tsurugi #spoilers

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redrikki · 4 years

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Miraculous Ladybug Rewatch: Frightningale

Clara Nightingale tries to make a video, but things go sideways quickly with akumas in the air.

Poor Adrien spends so much of this episode looking deeply uncomfortable. He very obviously doesn't want to play Chat Noir, but Gabriel equally obviously doesn't give a shit what he wants. And then there's all the Chloe hanging off of him. Poor boy.

I love that both kwamis say the exact same thing about the costumes and Adrien and Marinette both have the same idea about hiding the masks. It's strange how they're both superheroes basically wearing their usual outfits and yet they look completely different. Neat trick.

Neat trick by Clara too with the game fall. That said, the try out montage was comedy gold. Roger? The little girl with the cat? Brilliant.

Alya has a point. What does it say about Marinette that Tikki's judge-y face is enough to keep her from being in the video with Adrien, but the second it looks like Chloe might play Lady bug she felt compelled to jump in? It's certainly not the first time she's acted out of Chloe-related spite. Or the first time she's gotten excessively pissed about someone misusing Ladybug's good name.

So, Chloe. She's got skills. She's also got attitude and entitlement. Not new for her, but it foreshadows nicely Miracle Queen. As does her tearing down Clara the second it looks like she won't get what she wants. Marinette is petty for jumping in just to spite her, but nowhere near as petty as Chloe. Still, definitely a trait they have in common.

You know how everyone goes on about how dumb Adrien is for not getting that Marinette is in love with him? At the end of this episode, Marinette calls him lame and gushes about Chat Noir. How is that a sign she likes him? Sounds kind of like the opposite. Especially since she's so much more comfortable with Chat than she is with him. Factor in the time she faked being in love with Chat, it's no wonder he doesn't think he's her type.

#miraculous ladybug #ml rewatch #ml season 2 #ml season 3 #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #chloe bourgeois

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colorsonme · 5 years

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What we were really robbed of

Audrey having a flat tire in Sherwood forest.

I mean, seriously.

Beside the fact that the three Fairies Flora, Fauna and Merryweather were with her who should have been capable to miracle something up.

Sherwood Forest is the Territory of Robin Hood and his Merry Men.

They used obstacles like fallen trees (cut by them) to slow down and stop carriages and other vehicles so they can rob the travellers.

I refuse to believe that was a pure coincidence that Audrey would get a flat tire there.

So let‘s imagine how Audrey cut the call with Chad only to turn around and be threatened by a little girl, two years younger than her with a mask covering her face.

„Give me all your money and jewellery and you may pass unharmed!“, she shouted a bit muffled through her mask. She also pointed a sword at Audrey.

„Oh great, they let out another VK“, Audrey huffed, not making any move to reach for her purse or to undo her jewellery.

„A what?“, came the confused response. She hadn‘t got the hang of this yet.

„VK. Villain Kid. From the Isle?“, Audrey deadpanned. She started to get bored by this already.

There was a brief silence. „I am not from the Isle“, she was definitely thrown off her rhythm by now.

„Of course you are, every Villain is from there. Who‘s daughter are you?“

Now the little Girl got angry.

„I am not a Villain! Neither are my parents!“

„You just tried to rob me!“

„I am just stealing from the rich, to give to the poor! That‘s our family brand!“

„What!?“

„Where the fuck do you think you are?“, the girl took off her mask rather violently, so she could glare at Audrey. Then she gestured wildly around her. Swinging her sword in every direction.

„This is Sherwood Forest! Robin Hood? Ringing any bells?“

„Ohh...“ Audrey finally understood, „So you are...“

„Robin Hood“, the girl nodded in agreement.

„Robin Hood‘s daughter... and your name is...?“

„Robin Hood“, the girl said tensely.

„No, not your father‘s name. Your name.“, Audrey tried to understand the situation. This girl must have been raised by idiots so far.

Now the girl rolled her eyes, letting out a long suffering sigh. As if she had the same conversation several times with several people so far. Which was exactly the case.

„My name is Robin Hood Jr. I have been named after my dad.“

Audrey starred at the person’s lanky figure as if she barely had something to eat while growing up. „I thought you are a girl“, was Audreys lame answer to something obvious. Even the voice was obviously female.

„Yeah, I am. Robin is also a Girls name, remember? Why should only boys be named after their fathers?“

„Right“, Audrey agreed. She was r rather happy that she was not named after her dad.

Then there was short silence for everyone to remember why they were there in the first place.

„Right, you are still threatened, so give me all your possessions of value“, Robin continued with her rob and pointed the sword back at Audrey.

„Why aren‘t you at school?“ Audrey really didn‘t wanted to be threatened or robbed. Especially not from a girl younger than herself.

„Why should I go to school when everything to learn is here in the forest?“, Robin was this close to add a ‚duh‘ as well. This was the most obvious thing in the world. Even if her world just reached to the limits of the forest.

„This is kinda school, practise for robbing people, you know? I bet you didn‘t even noticed your tire got flattened by me, huh?“, Robin was proud of the preparation that went into this gig.

„That was you?“ Robin nodded with a wide grin.

„Solid work, I didn‘t notice a thing until I couldn‘t drive further.“

„But there aren‘t any poor people anymore since Auradon was formed. We had happiness ever since.“ Audrey had worried at this part.

„Would you consider yourself as rich, Audrey?“, Robin countered.

„Yes“, Audrey said thinking of her home, a grant castle.

„As long as there are rich people, there will also be poor people!“, she explained.

Audrey thought about this very long until Robin cleared her throat to get Audrey‘s attention back on track.

„All heroes and princesses were granted superior status, when Auradon was formed. Why don‘t your people rely on that? You could host charity events for the good cause and suchlike.“ Audrey tried to reason even more.

She was supposed to become Queen of Auradon, she knew everything about this kind of thing.

Robin visibly faltered by that, she let down her sword and her guard, sat herself on a rock nearby.

„My parents did so, for some time. Then they had me and everything went downwards since then!“, Robin was chocked up. She shouldn‘t loose her face in front of a robbery victim, but she couldn‘t keep it in anymore.

„My dad always says the system is fucked up. He could see it when he did the charities with mom. All those pushy persons, only looking out for their own gain and benefit. And then this happened...“

Robin cried now. Audrey had sat next to her to comfort her. She softly petted Robin‘s hair. Rocked her back and forth.

„My mom died, shortly after I was born, I never get to know her. She couldn‘t handle the stress of the pregnancy and died. He wanted to name me after her but she insisted I was named after him. It was her dying wish.“

Robin blowed her nose on a tissue Audrey gave her.

„Ever since he decided to fight the system again, with his bare hands and his Merry Men instead of false smiles and fancy food no one can pronounce.“

„Sorry to hear that, but how is your mother’s death the systems fault?“ Audrey really didn‘t wanted to be insensitive, but she had to know.

„My dad begged Fairy Godmother to revive her. To make her alive again, but she only told her condolences towards my mother‘s passing.“

Audrey bit her lip, „Why did he thought she would do it? Revive her?“

„Are you kidding?“, Robin looked at Audrey with eyes full of tears. Audrey just shakes her head no.

„Half the Villains on the Isle where already dead! They were defeated and died! Then they were were revived to be put on the Isle!“

Robin started to shout and stood up let out her frustration. She walked up and down in front of Audrey.

„They revived all the Evil persons but not my mother who never had done something bad in her life!? How is that fair!?“

Audrey had no response for that.

Robin put her self together, took a few breathers.

„So, fuck the system“, Robin said and pointed the sword back at Audrey.

This time Audrey got up and got her purse for Robin. She took all the cash and some of her jewellery. Audrey hesitated with a ring.

„My mother gifted me this when I turned sixteen“, Audrey explained, knowing that Robin would listen, „She was gifted this by her mother when she had turned sixteen too. It has been in our family for a long time.“

Robin looked at her with a hard face. She motioned to give her the ring. Audrey did so.

The thief looked at it expertly. The ring sometimes appeared pink, sometimes blue, sometimes purple. Then tossed it back at Audrey. „For the listening. It is of no value for me“

Then Robin provided of a bag from behind a tree and tossed it as well to Audrey who caught it unladylike. Inside were a couple of apples and a bottle of water.

„For your inconvenience. I had heard your boyfriend would come to your rescue?“

Audrey nodded.

„Goodbye Audrey“

„Wait!“, Audrey shouted out at last. „How did you know my name? I never told you!“

„It was pretty obvious. Your Pinkish/ blue dresscode gave it away, as well as those stupid three fairy over there.“

They both looked at Flora, Fauna and Merryweather arguing further away in the forest. They were colouring leaves pink and blue all around them, but couldn‘t fix a car.

„Yeah, they are pretty dense.“ Audrey agreed. Robin giggled at that.

„Also until a year ago it was you all over the media with Prince Ben.“

Yeah, Audrey thought. And now it was Mal all over the media with King Ben.

„It was a pleasure to meet you, Audrey. And don‘t forget: Fuck the system.“

Audrey looked after Robin as she vanished into the wood, never using the actual Road.

Fuck the system, she thought as she took a bite of an apple.

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It might have got a little out of hand. Thanks to everyone reading till the end.

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