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aj-2cfu · 27 days

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The frienemy project part two

Making her way in, she looked around the small store until her eyes landed on the headphones she was looking for. Beaming, she made her way to them and attempted to grab them, only for another hand to get it first

She looked up to see that Donnie had also been trying to grab them. He looked down and retracted his hand quickly once he realized they were touching. She backed up awkwardly, seeing his reaction to a small touch, she had reason to believe he didn’t like people being so close to him

“You can have them” she said, going to turn but he stopped her “no, you take them” he murmured, holding them out for her. She shook her head “it’s fine honestly” she told him, holding her hands out in front of her. He didn’t listen and stepped closer, still holding them for her to grab

“You can take them” he said a little louder this time. She backed up to walk away “nah, it’s fine-“ “take. Them” he sternly said, shoving the headphones into her arms and turning around, now making his way out. “Uh- Thank you” she quickly called as she realized what had happened. He turned around and nodded lightly, heading out of the store.

“Well that was surprisingly nice of him” she said to herself, going up to the counter and paying for the headphones. They did cost a bit but she had money to spare.

After she was done, she left the store, now walking to find the exit of the huge airport. She sighed and looked at a map which was on the wall. How did she forget where the exit was??

She sighed and got on her phone, scrolling it when suddenly a message from a random number popped up. It read ‘look behind you :)’

Ava sat still for a moment and then slowly turned around, scared of what she might see. Once she did, she saw the four boys! They were all in the ice cream store, Donnie and Raph at the counter ordering, Leo and Mikey sitting at one of the tables

Mikey made eye contact with the girl and got up, now waving and yelling “Ava!! Come over here!” With him yelling, suddenly everyone looked over at her. She felt her face grow hot from embarrassment. What was he doing??

“Yeah come on!” Leo also yelled. Maybe if she ignored them, they would stop it. But they didn’t, instead they kept yelling towards her until she angrily made her way over to them

“What is wrong with you guys??” She asked, and Mikey smirked, “we had to get your attention somehow”

She clenched her jaw “by drawing attention to me??” Leo shook his head “that part, we didn’t mean to do. That happened on accident”

“Oh you yelled to me in the middle of public?? Why wouldn’t that draw attention?” Ava asked sarcastically. Before Leo or Mikey had the chance to protest, Ava asked “which one of you texted me?”

“Oh that was me” Mikey answered. Ava was confused. She didn’t remember giving him her phone number. “How did you get my number?” She questioned, now suspicious. Mikey almost looked nervous but shook it off, shrugging “you told me on the plane” she furrowed her brows. Had she told him??

“Anyways, you want ice cream?” Leo asked, pointing a thumb behind him towards the counter where they got it

“Ah, no thank you” she said, trying to let him down easy but he wasn’t having it. “Nope. To celebrate you becoming our friend, you get ice cream with us. K’peesh?” Leo asked, arching a brow as he jut a hip out, allowing his hand to rest on it

“But-“

“No buts. What flavor do you want?” He asked, standing and waiting for her answer. She didn’t answer. He smiled widely “that’s how you wanna play it huh?” He questioned, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

She still didn’t answer. He clicked his tongue in amusement, now sauntering his way over to the counter where Donnie and Raph where. Ava could hear him talking with the cashier. Donnie made a glance back at her and then looked back to the cashier.

Leo than came back and handed her the ice cream.. it was pistachio. Why pistachio?? It was literally the worst flavor

Leo’s smirk widened as he watched her reaction. Mikey also was very amused with how she was acting. Ava glanced at the two then her ice cream. ‘Time to put my acting skills to the test’ she thought as she picked the spoon up and took a bite, now forcing it down her throat.

She was extra aware of how her face looked, making sure no form of disgust or discomfort appeared as she grimaced on the inside

Leo shook his head lightly, chuckling “if you don’t like it, just tell me, I’ll get you a new one” he almost sounded.. cocky.

He was doing this on purpose. To get her to agree.

“No I like it” she lied, taking another small bite. “Hmm that’s weird. Why are you eating it so slow?” Mikey questioned, the same smirk on his face. She could definitely tell that these two where related

“I enjoy it more if I eat it slow. Most people do” she said, trying to counter with another lie. Based on Mikey’s face, it didn’t work whatsoever

“You eat fast. On the plane you managed to deck out a whole bag of chips in ten minutes”

She clenched her jaw and forced a smile. How the hell did she not notice that? And how could he tell how fast she ate something by a couple snacks??

“Ice cream is different” she tried to answer with before Leo suddenly said “cookies and cream” she continued putting the ice cream in her mouth

‘I wish this was cookies and cream. I love that stuff’

“Got you” Leo smugly said, leaning over and pointing a finger at her. She raised a brow “what do you mean??” She asked and he made eye contact with Mikey. Apparently they knew something she didn’t.

Leo than took the ice cream, getting up and throwing it in a nearby trash can before going back over to the counter

“Wha-what was that for??” Ava asked, leaning back in her chair, sliding her hands across her face in embarrassment. Just what was Leo doing??

“He’s getting you the kind you like” Mikey answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire world. “Really. I would have never known” she answered sarcastically. Leo then came back Along with Donnie and Raph, who sat down at the table with her and Mikey

Leo handed her the ice cream and she took it gingerly. “There you go” he said lightly, sitting down next to Donnie.

Ava picked up the spoon and started to eat it, head down as she tried to shake the hotness on her face. She could not believe this guy.

“You seem to be enjoying this one way more than the other” Mikey said thoughtfully. Ava stopped and sat for a moment

“Oh yeah? How?” She asked. “You’re eating it much faster this time” she stared at him, blank faced. How the HELL did he notice that?? She was sure she slowed down on purpose!

“What’s going on?” Raph asked, and that’s when she remembered that Donnie and Raph hadn’t been around for the whole conversation. She was actually relieved for that. She doesn’t need to be embarrassed in front of all of them. Donnie looked up at her and stared her down, as if he heard his name in her head. She shuffled awkwardly in her seat. The teen than rolled his eyes and looked back to his phone

Mikey saw this and chuckled continuing to eat his own ice cream in from of him.

“So how’s your day been?” Raph asked Ava, staring down at her in her seat. She sighed “oh it would have been awesome if LEO didn’t insist on bothering me”

Raph made a face at Leo “why were you bothering her?” “Well I had to get her to agree to stay with us somehow!” He exclaimed, slurping down his milkshake. “And look, she enjoys being with us!”

“I’d rather be home” Ava quickly corrected and Donnie raised and eyebrow before saying “she’s lying”

Ava narrowed her eyes at him “how so?” Leo asked, leaning over to hear his brother speak

“She enjoys our company quite a bit” Donnie answered, staring the girl down from across the table. Leo chuckled “of course she does. We are awesome!”

Ava felt her face burn up for the 50 time today. She than made her face go neutral and shook her head “as much as I do enjoy y’all’s company Leo is making it very, very hard”

“Well I needed to convince you somehow” Leo retorted back, waving his spoon in the air like he was casting a spell. He had a funny way of expressing himself when he talked

Raph then got Ava’s attention by telling her something’s he liked doing, as his other brothers but Donnie had before. They talked for a bit before Ava announced she needed to head home. A couple of groans and compliments were heard from the group, but they quickly stopped when Ava asked for phone numbers. They had all eagerly done it, except Donnie who refused. She still ended up getting his phone number from Mikey, who added her to a group chat.

They parted ways once again, but this time she felt happier. Now there’s a chance to hang out with them again.

——

Down into the lower levels of the parking lot, Raph unlocked the car and got into the drivers seat. Donnie eyed the front passenger seat only for Leo to grab it first, making him groan as he got into the seat behind Leo’s, Mikey on the opposite side.

“She’s cool” Raph said, looking back and driving out of the place. “I can’t wait to see her again!” Mikey exclaimed, fidgeting with pent up energy. The three could tell that he was definitely going to be skating all night to get it all out

“I do feel a little bad for messing with her so much. I mean.. you could tell she was confused” Leo murmured the last part, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

Even Donnie could see it. And he didn’t normally pick up on things like that.

“She seemed fine when we left” Raph said nonchalantly, now on the freeway. “I hope we didn’t hurt her feelings” Mikey said quietly. “She seems like she could be a good friend. I don’t wanna ruin that” he finished

Leo murmured something in agreement but it wasn’t audible

#rise tmnt #rise donnie #tmnt rise #rise tmnt x reader

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spacesuitsforemergency · 2 years

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Okay but Ronan being all the DoC’s big brother is amazing to me, cause he may LOVE men but every woman is officially his little sister even if they’re older than him

Like Lucy? She’s self explanatory, he’s best friends with her brother and that automatically makes them friends, and yes he may be an annoyance when she’s trying to clean the house and he puts his feet up on the coffee table, but he’s protective of her and knows her triggers and what to do to help her or Gracie

And Nancy and him are just besties, Nancy never calls him anything but Ronnie and he visits her family’s ice cream shop all the time and they spill tea about heroes and he’s constantly asking what Benito’s biceps feel like-

Then he’ll do Kitty’s hair for her, putting it in cornrows which takes FOREVER so they have plenty of time to sip their boba and gossip about their teammates and the latest celebrity drama, and how hot Lil Nas X was in his latest music video

Then while he’s not super close with Carrie, he likes bloody horror movies cause VIOLENCE and he laughs at the people who trip while running from the killer, which mildly entertains Carrie to an extent

Then of course while him and Nina aren’t in a relationship anymore, they have history and it doesn’t mean they don’t have any type of relationship anymore. It’s just really complicated but they know each other really well and are genuinely best frienemies whether they’ll admit it or not

#ronan lawton #revolver

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imperiuswrecked · 4 years

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No Villain team will ever top the Cabal, I’m speaking specifically of Namor, Doctor Doom, Emma Frost, and Lady Loki. I could literally care less about any other Cabal member over time because those four bitches have my heart.

I just want more stuff with them being unrepentantly bitchy/passive aggressive to Norman bc Norman deserves it, they are frienemies bonded together by their amazing fashion choices, hating Norman, and their love for ice cream.

#cabal #lady loki #namor #doctor doom #emma frost #my headcanons #my ramblings #i love them alot ok #more villain friends #they all have a group chat where they bitch about their boss

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maeflxwers · 4 years

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Was that AISHA DEE I just saw walking down the hallways? Oh wait, no - that was MAELIE PODMORE. The CISFEMALE is a NINETEEN year old SLYTHERIN who is in EIGHTH YEAR. I heard the HALFBLOOD has chosen to SIDE WITH THE ORDER which explains why SHE is BUBBLY and PASSIONATE, but also STUBBORN and NAIVE. But who really knows?

tw: death, kidnapping

Maelie Capistrant was taken in by the Podmore family when she was about two and a half years old. Her mother died in a car accident, and because her father had never been in the picture, she went to her godparents: the Podmores.

It didn’t take long for the family to fall in love with her, and before long, they officially adopted her, changing her last name to Podmore. From then on, she was raised exactly the same as Milo and Imogen.

When Sturgis was brought into the family, Maelie was only six years old. While she can definitely remember a time that he wasn’t in the Podmore house, those memories are few and far between, and she has always seen him as a brother, rather than a cousin.

On that note, just like Milo, Maelie doesn’t allow anyone to call Sturgis their cousin. He is her brother.

Although Maelie’s birthfather was never in the picture once she was born, he suddenly resurfaced when she was nine. He’d talked to her birthmother’s relatives, and figured out who had adopted her. He asked to have a relationship with her, claiming that her birthmother didn’t let him be involved, and he didn’t know she’d died until recently. So, after some discussion, the Podmores agreed.

One day, when the Podmores had let him come with the family on a trip to the park, her birthfather waited until her parents were distracted, before convincing Maelie to come with him to his car. He told her they were going to get ice cream, and they would go back soon.

Maelie was missing for eight months. At first, he kept telling her they would go back in just a few days, as they drove further and further away from her family. He got her hair cut shorter so she would look different from the photos being circulated, and found an apartment several hours away from her home.

Despite his efforts to keep her under wraps, her birthfather was found out by a neighbour who recognized her from an ad. The neighbour reported them to the local police, her birthfather was arrested, and Maelie was returned to her family.

After the eight months they’d had worried about her, her family became much more protective over her. Although it was fine at first, as she got older and started Hogwarts, she started to find it a bit tiresome. Of course she understood, but she hated the feeling that her brothers were always watching her.

Okay now for more present-day stuff:

Maelie is a very bubbly, sunny person. Most people would likely guess that she would belong in Hufflepuff, but the sorting hat chose Slytherin for her because of her drive and her adaptability.

She’s part of the order but is kind of quiet about it, because she doesn’t want to cause trouble in the Slytherin house if she doesn’t have to.

She WILL bake you cookies if you’re upset, and she’s mad that the Hufflepuffs get to be so close to the kitchens when she has to walk all the way up from the dungeons.

Despite her sweet personality, she will go off on you if you piss her off, especially if it’s on someone else’s behalf.

Maelie really likes to party - get drunk, flirt with whoever, the whole deal. This is partially rebelling against how protective her family is, but mostly, she just likes the experience.

She’s a herbology major and she has been in love with flowers since she was a kid. When she finishes at Hogwarts, she ideally wants to mix being a florist with event planning.

Has the ability to talk people into anything, especially if those people are her friends and family.

Will FIGHT anyone who tries to take advantage of Milo’s kindness, because she’s seen it happen too many times.

Part of a MILLION clubs

Pansexual af

Maelie’s sister, Imogen, died during the Valentine’s attack, so she is kind of down right now.

Wanted Connections:

Friendship:

Best friends

Bad influence

Good influence

Family friends

Childhood friends / Neighbours

Friends with feelings / Friendzoned

Party buddies

Other Slytherin Order friends.

Enemies:

Frienemies

Friends turned enemies - used to be friends for a while, and aren’t now. Not sure why, we can plot

Rivals - I don’t know what they’d be rivals in, but we could figure that out.

Romantic:

Friends with Benefits

Mutual crushes

Non-mutual crushes

One night stand(s)

Will they won’t they - basically they flirt all the time, and they’re constantly teetering on whether or not they’ll become more than friends.

First love

Fling (or ex fling)

Exes - ended on good terms or bad

Exes that still hook up

#finestra:intro

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razzle-dazzle-13 · 5 years

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The Glorious Story of the Birth of Your Lord and Savior’s Heir

Or Fabian Cortez’s Adventures in Labor and Delivery.

I wrote this for my friend #thecorteztwins inspired by life at work and her amazing portrayals of Fabian Cortez and Anne Marie Cortez on the board we RP on together. Guest starring one of my OCs, Kaylee who’s an X-Man with mentions of my Rogue who is Fabian’s best frienemy and Pyro, Kay’s Brotherhoodlum boyfriend.

It’s long so please keep reading under the cut! :)

***

Ah yes, finally, finally, after nine of the longest months of his life that had been filled with pickles, ice cream, and screaming, often altogether. Usually aimed at him. If he never saw another pickle dipped in rocky road which was some horrible plebeian concoction and Fabian really didn't think he DESERVED to have had it near him, much less thrown at him, in his PONYTAIL, just because he suggested that she should perhaps NOT be teaching his SON such bad habits, because pickles were full of salt and ice cream of fat and that wasn't good for him! A growing baby needed PROTEIN.

Anyway, horrible snacks aside it was about to be the second most important day of all time.

The day Fabian Cortez became a FATHER. Passing his superior genetics into the next generation.

God he hoped the baby took after him and not Anne Marie. That would be tragic. Ugh. That would be the sort of cruel trick the universe might play on him, because through [i]no fault of his own[/i] horrible things often happened to him! Mostly because women were awful. Take Rogue, who had not only rebuffed his advances, even back before she had that little power suppressor bracelet when he had been the only man WILLING to put up with her, but even now when he offered to show her how it was done!

Her loss. Maybe he would find some women more worthy of his attentions at the hospital. Nurses often were cute and in a field like labor and delivery would probably need some reassurances from a big strong man when it got difficult. Labor was in the name. It was a lot of work to get a baby out of a belly button.

Fabian flexed at himself in the mirror and shot himself a jaunty smile. Ah yes. It was going to be a good day.

"Fabian! Are you finished packing my bag?" His wife, the love of his life, carrier of his child screamed up the steps between contractions.

Didn't this woman KNOW he was getting ready? He had to look his best when he met his son!!! And all those nurses! Some people just had to make everything about them!

"In a minute my amor!" he shouted back down the steps, gritting his teeth. Women were hysterical at the best of times, especially when confronted with him, so he should expect her to be just a little bit unmanageable today, but he wouldn't blame her like lesser specimen of men would. She was the mother of his child after all. Even if now she had those stretch marks and was gaining weight like no one's business, he would never abandon her! Besides, he wanted twelve children so they would have to start working on the next one, maybe tomorrow. He had people like Tiffany and Brittany on speed dial, the beginnings of the harem he DESERVED for his other needs.

Fabian flexed one last time and then picked up the duffle bag, strolling down the steps in a most manly manner.

There was a small shriek from the front door.

"My amor?"

"My water broke."

He looked in horror at the puddle on the floor. "Is... is that from one of the," he lowered his voice. "Cavities?"

She gave him a look , one that was filled with disbelief due to her good fortune of getting the attentions of LORD CORTEZ, but that someone else might have described as exasperated.

"Just come on."

And then she snagged his cape from the coat hook and wrapped it around herself to soak up the mysterious liquid as she waddled to the car and Fabian could only stare in horror, unable to even form words.

***

The hormones were quite clearly making her crazy. Fabian was huddled across the room while she threw everything in reach at him, from the TV remote to the birthing ball to her phone to medical supplies, screaming with every contraction. So far this was nothing like he had expected! No one had gotten him juice or water or even a blanket! They even seemed to think HE should be walking down the hall to get HER drinks and ice chips, like he was some kind of servant! The nurse was a MAN who was clearly flirting with the love of his life, patting her shoulder, pulling her gown up over her belly to "adjust the monitor" and doing "cervical checks" whatever a cervical was, sounded fake to Fabian.

He also refused to call the baby by his correct name, Lord Fabian Cortez the Second, insisting on listening to her when she said he would be named "Malcolm". As if Fabian would let his first born be named "Malcolm", that was a sock name.

"My amor, I think I should run downstairs just for a minute, I'm feeling a bit peaked, maybe some dinner," he said as she started to throw up, afraid she might throw that at him too. He blew her a kiss as he ran from the room. Whew! Maybe the baby would be born while he was gone and she would be back to her usual self, because this was quite disgusting.

***

The couch was probably infested with all sorts of disease, but Fabian managed to fall asleep on it anyway after a hearty dinner that he had had to leave the hospital for (Fabian Cortez, cafeteria food? I think NOT!) It was a little hard with all the moaning and groaning his wife was doing. At least she had stopped throwing things. Something about the pain being too bad to lift an arm and could he give her a back massage. He had asked if she would massage.. other things.. for him if he did and she had started screaming again.

Of course someone as magnanimous as Lord Cortez didn't respond to a woman's rantings.

He slept his way right through the epidural and from five centimeters to nine when the door opening woke him up. Why hello, who was this pretty little blonde piece walking in the door? Her scrubs sort of hid her body, but her face was quite pleasing.

For some reason she spoke to his wife instead of him though.

"Good Morning!" she chirped. "I'm Kaylee, I'm going to be your nurse today! So we're about to have a birthday party, yeah?"

"We better," his wife said through gritted teeth.

"Does the baby have a name?"

"Mal-"

"LORD FABIAN CORTEZ THE SECOND!" He popped up from the couch and shot the girl a winning, come hither smile. She was so love struck by him that she just stared at him for a second. "I'm the first, of course," he clarified. "Lord Fabian Cortez, at your service." Really she would be at HIS service soon enough.

"Umm and who do you have with you today?"

"My husband," she said with a death glare at him. He preened.

"Right. So. Yeah. I'm going to get everything set up for baby Mal-"

"Malcom."

"Yeah. Be right back." And she scurried out of the room. Poor girl. So taken by him that she couldn't even stay in the same room!

Luckily for him, Fabian didn't hear the rest of Kaylee's conversation with Matt, the night nurse.

"Oh yeah the father's a piece of work, disappeared for hours and slept through all of active labor. One of those. Ten bucks says he passes out when the baby is born."

"Matt what kind of sucker do you take me for, why would I bet against a certainty?" she said tossing her head and going to eat a doughnut to fortify herself. It was going to be one of those days.

***

Fabian went to get breakfast, but whipped his phone out and answered as soon as it rang. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Kaylee. Your wife's nurse."

Ah yes, she couldn't even go five minutes without seeing his face. Poor girl was smitten. Perhaps she wouldn't be busy tonight and he could show her a good time.

"Ah yes, Kaylee, of course what can I do for you?" he purred. "By the way I know this great restaurant, just a few blocks away. Perhaps you will allow me to treat you to it after the baby comes?"

"Umm no thanks. Well we're about to start pushing. So you should probably come back."

"TELL HIM IF HE DOESN'T GET HIS ASS UP HERE NOW I WILL KILL HIM!" shouted the love of his life in the background. God. She just couldn't stand that he was talking to another woman he thought to himself, even as he posed for the benefit of the ladies at the cafe.

"Pushing? Pushing what?"

There was silence for a minute. "The baby."

"Why are you pushing my son?" he asked, so horrified he stopped posing. "That's so rude! I demand to speak to your supervisor!"

"Do... do you understand how this works?" she asked.

"Yes, I talk to your supervisor and he stops this madness!" Fabian started running for the elevator to save his son.

Upstairs Kaylee hung up the phone and looked at her patient. "You guys didn't do a childbirth class, did you?"

"Oh we did," she said through gritted teeth. "He just wasn't paying attention. He has the attention span of a hyperactive three year old on a sugar high. Unless boobs are involved. He was all about the breastfeeding."

"I don't get paid enough for this," Kaylee muttered.

"Same."

***

Fabian burst into the room to save his son and was greeted with a horrific scene. First, of all there was blood on the bed coming from the baby cavity. Second, there was a table full of scissors and other sharp looking torture devices that could have come from one of Creed's videos in the room. Third, the love of his life had her legs up in the air and all her bits just exposed, while the cute, but psycho nurse counted to ten and made her hold her breath.

"My amor!" he cried rushing to her side. "What is this?!"

"Shut up and hold my leg."

He looked at her in horror. "I think I'll just wait up here, yes, where it's safe." He patted her hair gingerly and took a big step back. "Is my son here yet? Has this harlot tried to push him?" he glared at Kaylee who was moving the monitor around looking for the baby's heart rate, but in Fabian's mind was just proving the reason she wasn't falling down at his feet, she was one of those women who preferred the company of women, clearly since she was pulling the same tricks as that lesser specimen of male last night, trying to seduce his wife with her fake cervical!

"You apologize," his wife said through gritted teeth. "I have to push the baby out idiot."

He would forgive her for that, she was clearly delusional right now. Well women were the weaker sex, he wasn't surprised that all of this was upsetting her. He looked at Kaylee anyway, waiting for his apology, but then a new smell hit his nostrils and distracted him.

Was.. was that FECES?

He thought he might faint.

***

Fabian was getting bored with this. It had been two hours! Kaylee wasn't even wearing a short skirt and low cut shirt and when he had asked her for some refreshments she had just glared at him. Didn't these people know who he was? He was going to be complaining, especially since her so called supervisor was just another scrub wearing woman "charge nurse" who had run in when the monitor started going slowly, saying something about the baby's heart rate and helping turn his wife,then going out to call for the doctor and a vacuum. Women! Always cleaning! At least she knew tidying up was her place. She wasn't completely hideous and he would need someone handy in the harem, he resolved to get her number when she was done cleaning.

"His heart rate came back up so that's good, but he's not coming down in your pelvis as fast as we'd like," Kaylee was explaining to his wife when Fabian tuned back in. "I think he has a big head."

"Well we know where he gets that from," she replied, shooting Fabian another look. He missed it. He was scrolling on his phone looking for a replacement cape.

***

"I can see Malcolm's head every time you push," Kaylee said. "You're almost there! Dad do you want to see?"

"Why is his head down there?" Fabian asked as he leaned over despite his reservations, then gasped in HORROR. "BUT, BUT, DOESN'T HE COME OUT THE BELLY BUTTON? WHAT KIND OF ORGANIZATION ARE YOU PEOPLE RUNNING? I DEMAND A REAL MANAGER! A MAN!"

He was still exclaiming when the doctors and charge nurse ran in (without a vacuum, apparently she did not know how to clean after all since she was handing the doctor a suction cup) and shuffled him to the side. One of them practically knocked him down at one point, shouting about shoulders disaster or something, Fabian was too busy screaming at the sight of a head emerging like some kind of alien from one of his wife's cavities, he couldn't tell which, and then the nurse VAULTED onto the bed to try to kill his or seduce his wife, shoving her fists into her stomach.

Fabian would have protested if he could stop shrieking wordlessly (later he would say he was the one who heroically SAVED both his wife and son when the female nurses and doctors ran around cleaning the room while she bled out). Finally the entire baby came out, slimy and bloody and DISGUSTING and there was a loud thump from the other side of the bed, ignored by Kaylee as she jumped off the bed to start resuscitating Malcolm.

If only Fabian had been a little nicer she might have made sure when he passed out he landed on the couch, but it wasn't to be.

***

When Fabian came to everything was calm. Ah yes. He must have taken a nap. He had to see his son, he was sure that whole thing had just been a very bad nightmare.

His wife was sleeping peacefully and there was Anne Marie, the big idiot, crooning to a bundle wrapped in a cow patterned blanket. Hideous.

"Oh hi Fabian! The nurse said you'd wake up eventually. She's super nice isn't she? We're going to hang out sometime! She asked if we wanted to take you down to the emergency room, but I said no, you do this all the time you'd be fine." She beamed. "Isn't Malcolm so cute? I filled out his birth certificate for you and guess what? Kaylee sent it right away! She said no take backs once it's sent and Malcolm is such a great name!"

"NO!" He staggered off the floor and to the baby. "MY POOR BOY! LORD FABIAN CORTEZ THE SECOND! CURSED WITH THAT NAME?!"

Malcolm woke up. Took one look at Fabian. And started screaming.

"Me too," Anne Marie said.

"What?"

"Oh he just thinks you're too much. And you know you packed that whole bag full of your clothes right? She's really mad that you didn't bring any of her stuff. Or Mal's. I had to get him this cute blanket!"

Fabian howled with the indignity.

***

In the locker room Kaylee couldn't stop laughing as she and the rest of the nurses relived the day. All was well that ended well and baby and mom were both fine and the floor had an amazing story to tell on bad days. She flipped her phone and dialed a number.

"John you're not going to believe what happened today-" she said, then had to stop talking as one of the nurses reenacted Fabian fainting. It was going to take her a minute to stop laughing long enough to catch her breath and tell her boyfriend the rest of the story.

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OB nurses monitor the baby's heart rate all through labor, turning the mom is the first intervention if it's decelerating in a bad way or the baby isn't recovering on their own. We spend a lot of time chasing the baby with the ultrasound and the contractions with the TOCO.

Yes sometimes you really DO push for four hours as a first time mom after you labored for a couple days and some dads really do sleep through it all and wander off for hours for food when mom can't eat or can only have clear liquids.

Vacuum assisted deliveries with the Kiwi are a thing, but not the kind of vacuum Fabian is thinking of.

Shoulder dystocias (AKA Disasters) are an OB emergency where the baby's head is out, but his or her shoulders get stuck. Yes, I have half tackled family or students to get them out of the way to deal with it IRL. The first maneuver to try to get them loose includes mom's legs way back and suprapubic pressure to pop the shoulder free-which can mean jumping onto the bed if you're short and don't have a step up handy.

#fanfiction #xmen #X-Men #Fabian Cortez #Anne Marie Cortez #thecorteztwins #my writing

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illustratethestars · 5 years

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”A bedtime story?” Penn asks thoughtfully, stroking their crosshatched chin. “Aaha, I think I might have just the thing. It’s not quite what you asked, but our old frienemy Dial has gotten a bit of a hard shake. Why don’t we tell his story, too? Along with some of that fluff you asked for. What d’you think? I think Around 1638 words is worthwhile. (Thank you for the ask, @zoeymew2! I’d be happy to do some of these other stories sometime, too! ) A Bedtime Story-- The Lost.

RGB, the man with the television for a head, was not a fan of holding hands. Perhaps you’ve noticed. What he was a fan of, however, was storytelling.

Hero stifled a yawn as they walked. They were going to board a ship to traverse the Storm of Emotion, which was a treacherous place, but the fastest way to go and best option to stay away from their pursuers. Assuming Hero didn’t get seasick and the boat didn’t leak, they would be just fine across the Sea of Thought.

“RGB,” Hero whined quietly, holding onto his cane as per usual while they walked. “Will you tell me a story when it’s time to sleep?” She asked quietly.

RGB thought about it a bit, and reached over to pet her hair a little.

“If I must.” But there was a smile in his tone.

They settled into the ship in a cabin. RGB set her in a hammock, hung his cane up next to it, and took to pacing. He would sleep soon, too, but he was antsy and wanted to move while he came up with stories.

“Did you have something in mind?” He needed a little inspiration. All stories did.

“Hmm… Tell me about you?” Hero suggested.

RGB halted in his tracks. What did he know of himself? What stories could he tell? He didn’t know what story wouldn’t end in someone dying.

“Like, about you. And your family, maybe? Like, how d’you know Dial? Is he a bad person?”

“Ah.” A complicated question. A hard one to answer.

“Are you quite certain you don’t want to hear the one about the sun, again?” He asked weakly.

Hero gave him a sympathetic look, but still waited to hear it.

“Hm. Very well.” He sat on a table in the cabin and lost himself to thought. “May I make some things up?”

Hero gave him a look, as if a little disappointed in him.

“Well, I can’t remember all the details. Did you want a ‘story’, or a ‘scattering of half-remembered things’?” He felt obligated to ask her, though he would never have asked a normal child. Hero was different.

“I want a true story.” She insisted.

He had to think a little more. “Ah well,” He sighed. “This is the story of another Hero. My cousin.”

“Once upon a time, Dial had another name. I knew it once, but I’ve forgotten it long ago, long before I asked him to help. He had another name, and lived in another place, far from where you and I met. He was one of the first I invited here.

“‘My cousin’, I said, ‘Do you want to be a Hero?’ And he jumped at the opportunity. He wasn’t a man who loved to help people, per se, but he was a man who liked to be known, and if helping people would do that, he would. He came from a big family, if I recall, and he wanted to be known as himself, and not as others. Taking on the name ‘Hero’ was easier for him than some others. He hardly noticed when his name had gone.

“We braved the pool of tears easily, took the Ferry from the Bookshelf, we went a long way indeed, but over time and many conversations, something… changed.”

“Changed?” Hero asked, like the parrot she often imitated.

“Mm that’s what I said.” RGB was slowly finding her repetition less annoying and more endearing.

“He changed. He became less the sweet and cheerful young man I knew. He was always a little jaded, with a sense of humor that was maybe a little more cynical than he seemed at first, but he had always been cheerful on the outside. Yet as time went on, he began to be hounded by doubts. No matter how many we plucked away, soon a new doubt would find him. I asked him why, but he said he couldn’t explain it. Then, lies manifested.

“‘I don’t know why they’re following me’, ‘I never doubted you for a second’, ‘I trust you’. Every time, a lie would appear shortly after. I never pointed them out, but soon, I think, he noticed as well. Instead, it became ‘Wow, they must really like me!’, ‘you must know what you’re doing’, and ‘We’re on our way!’. All technically true or with options for the lie to not be his. His tone got even more chipper, but his doubts became more and more. Then, they all began to ebb away. His cheer got brighter, his doubts and lies disappeared.”

RGB stood up to watch out the window. They were moving. The ship was rocking gently. He knew soon it would be tossing, turning over the rolling ocean. For now, it made him as uneasy as Dial did. He could hear gentle rain begin to patter their cabin. To others, a comfort. To him, it felt like an insect tickling the back of his neck.

“So what happened?” Hero asked softly, clearly unnerved as RGB got lost in thought.

“He got lost.” RGB said sadly, softly.

“Lost?”

RGB chose not to tease her about the repetition, this time. He stared out at the water rolling around them.

“Lost.”

He looked out at the sky, it was grey and twisting already as they near the storm. Neared the most complex emotions threatening to thrash their ship around.

“He wasn’t physically lost. I had him readily at-hand, and snagged him out of danger time and again. But after a while, I knew. Something wasn’t right. Something wasn’t okay. He stopped looking at me like I was a friend or a family member. And maybe I had stopped looking at him that way, too. At some point, he stopped answering to ‘Hero’. I knew at some point, he had somehow met Hate. And now, he hated me, too.”

Hero looked at RGB, and he chose not to look at her. He knew she was looking. He knew she was waiting for the rest of the story.

“How did he become a radio?” Hero asked, instead.

RGB thought a moment. “A radio…? Oh, yes. He became a radio because he always worked in Radio before he was a Hero. He and his microphone were near-inseparable. He recorded many of our events, but I think he must have sold them at the market, as memories. Valuable things, those.” He held the pause.

Hero, this time, held the silence a little longer.

“How did he die?” She asked, finally. The question RGB had been waiting for.

“I’m not sure if he ever truly did.” He admitted gently. “He lost the title ‘Hero’, he lost his honest truths, he lost his trust.”

“He lost himself, first.” Hero pointed out.

RGB looked over at Hero. After a moment, his screen oozed Cyan.

“I suppose he did.” He admitted, guilty. Always guilty.

The storm got worse as they went. Brainstorms thundered, lightning struck the water outside, the rain pounded against the wooden cabin. RGB felt alone and afraid, but the story wasn’t about him.He had no right to take the spotlight there.

Hero looked down. It was a long way down to the ground, from the top hammock of the cabin.

She extended her arms to RGB and stared at him.

“...What?” He asked, maybe a little more sternly than he had intended.

“Pick me up.” She demanded in return.

He paused a moment, but instead of asking ‘why’, he simply did as she demanded.

She promptly scrabbled her way closer into his arms until she was-- yes, she was definitely hugging him. Not quite what he had wanted, but… it was encouraging, yes.

“...Why?” He asked, finally.

“Because you kept trying to find a Hero, and you found me, and I’m glad. I still want to go home, I’m still not sure what’s going to happen yet and that worries me, but I still know you need a Hero, and I’m still good at it, and I’m glad I came here. I won’t lose myself like Dial did.” She assured quietly. “But after this is all over-- you need to try to return me home.” She insisted.

RGB smiled a little, sadly. He petted her hair and returned her hug just a little.

Thunder crashed outside and he held her a little tighter.

“Would you keep a secret for me, Hero?”

“Yeah? What?”

“I’m terribly afraid of lightning. It could fry my circuits.” He shook a little where he stood, watching the water outside.

“Oh!! Okay. Hmm…” She puzzled to herself a bit. “I know! Your turn for a story! Put me back in my hammock and get in yours.” She demanded.

He laughed a little nervously, but adhered. He tucked her into her Hammock and shakily slipped into his own, trying desperately to not think about how that hammock would become a deadly cocoon if the ship sank, about how the lightning and the water would both kill him equally badly, probably. He tried to think about Hero and her Story.

“Okay! So!! This is the story of… a brave knight! Who’s a girl! And her trusty … steed...uh... a horse of a different color!” She brightened up as she thought of her fancy color-changing horse (Very cute, Hero). RGB let her tell her story to its completion. A wild, rambling tale about slaying an evil dragon (very different from the other, good dragons) that involved an ice cream parlour somehow.

The storytelling tuckered Hero right out, by the time she was finished.

“A wonderful tale, Hero. You’re doing splendidly.” He smiled and looked up at her, while she looked down with a grin.

“I learned from the Telly!” She chirped, grinning right back. “Do you feel better?”

“You know… I do.” The lightning crashed. “A little.”

The storm was quieting somewhat. It was by no means over, but he felt less terrified, focused on her little story.

“Goodnight, Hero. You are very good at being a Hero.” RGB hummed.

She grinned. “I know. Goodnight RGB.” She smiled to herself and held his cane, hanging next to her.

When RGB was woken by storms or couldn’t settle himself, he held the other end of his cane, too. His Hero was nearby, and that gave him, at least, a little peace.

#Tpoh RGB #Tpoh Hero #Tpoh Dial #Tpoh Fanfic #Penn & Inq #Ask Penn & Inq

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timeisacephalopod · 6 years

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Celebrity AU featuring Bucky/ Tony with a dash of Sam/ Steve. What is this exactly? I’m not sure, but I think it came out ok :)

Bucky sits with his head in his hands and Sam is about five hundred percent tempted to throw a ketchup covered fry at him but Steve was watching so he had to be on good behavior. “I don’t know why I agreed to this...” he mumbles more to himself than Sam or Steve.

Steve gives him a gentle pat on the back because unlike Sam he’s sympathetic to Bucky’s idiocy. “I’m sure your date will be fine,” Steve tells him gently.

“He’s so hot,” Bucky whispers, staring at the ground with wide eyes.

Sam squints, “I fail to see why that’s a bad thing,” he says.

“Because, bird brain, I’m a hot mess,” Bucky says. Sam shrugs, unwilling to argue with the truth even if Steve gives him a look. It wasn’t his fault Bucky was a disaster. Steve, because he’s a better person than Sam, continues to comfort Bucky’s dumb ass and Sam decides to scroll social media because Twitter had to be more interesting than Bucky. Watching paint dry was more interesting than Bucky.

When his date finally shows up Sam just about shits while Steve gives him a disapproving look. Sam quickly drags him off while Bucky starts the most awkward conversation Sam has ever had the misfortune of witnessing because Steve needed to know. “Do you know who that is?” Sam hisses at him.

Steve looks over his shoulder to give Bucky’s date another disapproving look, “someone who’s not good enough for Bucky,” he says and Sam rolls his eyes. If he were insecure he’d worry about Steve and Bucky’s friendship but thankfully Sam had the good sense to know that he was better than Bucky in every single way so clearly Steve wouldn’t downgrade to Bucky.

“No Steve, that’s Tony Stark. You know, recently won an Oscar in that weird Peter Quill movie?” Sam wasn’t much of a Quill fan- his stuff was always weird and convoluted- like Stanley Kubrick on crack and that was saying something. But he happened to like the cast of the movie so he gave it a shot and had been pleasantly surprised.

“Who?” Steve asks, squinting.

Sam rolls his eyes at Steve’s apparent lack of culture. “Howard Stark’s son,” he says and Steve clues in for a half a second before he decides this was a reason to end Bucky’s date before it began. Sam stops him before he can go though because Bucky was a grown ass man and he could make his own decisions.

When Steve stops struggling he frowns, “wait, how do you know that?” he asks.

He shrugs, “I might be a fan,” he says casually. The guy was good and Sam thought his asshole personality was endearing. Steve, however, clearly did not.

Bucky laughs as Tony criticizes the movie they’re watching, poking fun at the director that he seemed to have a lot of knowledge about. “Jeeze, do you have a personal vendetta against the guy?” he asks and Tony makes an offended noise.

“Everyone should have a personal vendetta against Justin Hammer. Did you see what he almost did to Wonder Woman? I would have personally fought him if his shitty script had’ve gotten past whatever moron producer even considered that crazy sack of hair,” he says, shaking his head.

He smiles, “you’re a Wonder Woman fan?” he asks because that was adorable, really.

Tony grins, “anyone with taste is a Wonder Woman fan,” he says. “She’s like every good thing about Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne wrapped up in a way better package,” he says, nose in the air.

“Batman is my favorite character,” Bucky confesses and Tony makes another scandalized noise.

“Heathen,” he accuses.

Bucky is texting Tony, who was on a rant about the score of some movie that was surprisingly hilarious, when Sam comes swaggering up looking like he was about to shit in Bucky’s cereal. “Whatever stupid thing you have planned it isn’t going to ruin my day,” he tells Sam. Their relationship, if one could even call it that, was a strange one for sure but he was certain they both secretly enjoyed their frienemy status. At least so long as Steve wasn’t around to scold Bucky for giving Sam tide pods instead of actual food for dinner. Or removing all his shoelaces from his shoes and throwing them out. Or replacing his black cat with a slightly smaller and meaner black cat.

Point was whatever retaliation Sam had planned for his pranks they weren’t going to get to him today because Tony was great and their date went shockingly well. Usually Bucky messed things up in ten seconds flat, but Tony confessed he usually did the same thing and the result was both of them acting like a bunch of awkward freaks for an hour before they gave up being embarrassed at themselves and went to do something more productive. Like watch movies and make out.

Sam just looks more enthused though and he hands Bucky a picture, “look familiar?” he asks, walking away while he cackles.

“I’m surprised you didn’t get a broom to ride out on, Wilson,” Bucky calls after him, earning a dirty look before Bucky turns his attention to the picture Sam handed him. Bucky squints at it for a moment because that guy looked a lot like Tony, but he was holding an Oscar.

It takes him an embarrassing twenty minutes to put it all together.

All Tony wanted was one normal thing and being a celebrity that was hard. He’s been in the game since he was a kid and the last time he ran into someone that didn’t recognize him on sight when he was looking to be noticed was when he was six. Then there had been Bucky, who ran into him with his charm dialed to eleven and he didn’t even notice and better yet he didn’t seem to have any idea who Tony was.

Maybe it had been too much to ask that he could just skate by without Bucky ever figuring out he was a two time Oscar winner but a guy had hopes and dreams, okay? Plus he thought his rants about Justin Hammer were hilarious and that was the fastest way to his heart, really. But Bucky does figure it out and he looks dumbfounded.

“I can’t believe I’m eating ice cream with someone who’s hung out with Leonardo DiCaprio,” he hisses at Tony.

He sighs, “he’s not that great,” he says. If he had to hang out with a great actor there were at least five people on his list before DiCaprio.

“You have Oscars,” Bucky says.

“And not even for my best performances,” Tony agrees. How the hell Quill’s movie even got to the Oscars he had no idea but Peter was shitting several bricks. Especially when his movie won a stupid amount of them even though it was plotless nonsense. All of his stuff was weird and pointless but people kept giving him money and Tony was good enough friends with him that he took a role to be supportive. He didn’t expect a second Oscar out of it.

“That’s true, that time you played a vampire in that one teen drama-” Bucky starts but Tony cuts him off.

“We don’t talk about that time in my life, I was addicted to cocaine,” he says, only half joking about that.

Bucky seems to take it as a joke anyways and laughs. “I don’t get it though, how are people not recognizing you?” he asks.

Tony sighs, “its not... turned on, I guess is the best way to put it. My charm,” he clarifies. Bucky frowns, obviously not understanding and Tony sighs, “want to see it?” he asks. People were always so surprised when they watched it happen and Tony didn’t have words to explain the transformation.

“Sure,” Bucky says after a moment’s pause.

Tony nods and hands over his glasses, “hold those,” he says and he takes off the hat he was wearing, facing backwards because people didn’t really expect his personal aesthetic to be a cross between fuck boy and hipster styles. It was a deliberate choice on his behalf. He runs his fingers though his hair though, fluffing it a little and he takes a deep breath, channeling that charm he always had on at award shows. It never failed to get the attention of everyone around him and when he opens his eyes he knows Bucky has seen the difference too. Apparently he did notice, just not until he saw it happen.

It takes all of five seconds for someone to walk up, recognizing him on sight and he plays his part well, smiling for anyone who was watching and handing out an autograph. It happens a few more times before he decides he’s had enough of that and he drags Bucky off. “I don’t want to draw a crowd. And trust me, it happens fast,” he says, putting the hat back on his head and taking his glasses back so he could see again.

“That was... weird,” Bucky says. “You were like that when we met, I uh... just didn’t notice until now I guess,” he mumbles.

Tony nods, “you’re the first person I’ve run into who hasn’t recognized me with my charm on since I was a kid. When its off most people don’t notice, but when its on? People swarm,” he says.

“Sounds exhausting,” Bucky says.

He nods, “its is, which is why I liked you. But uh... this is my life and escape is nice but I’ll have to go back eventually,” he says, leaving his unasked question hanging in the air.

“I didn’t know I went on a date with a celebrity, I’m sure I can handle whatever else gets thrown my way,” Bucky says. “And the bonus is that this all happened just in time for Yom Kippur- my family jokes that I always have some ridiculous or outlandish thing that overshadows the holiday and this year its that I’m too dumb to notice I’m dating a famous person. If you want you can come just to witness the chaos- my family is very dramatic and this is bound to be one of the more popular Bucky Ruined Yom Kippur Again stories,” he says.

Tony raises and eyebrow, “what’s the current top contender?” he asks.

Bucky sighs, “that’s probably a tie between the time my grandma told me my depression would go away if I ate better and hung out in the sun so I sort of freaked out and did a lot of yelling about how I still had depression even though I was outside eating a banana and the time my family discovered I’m genuinely terrified of mustard. Yes, I mean the condiment and no, its not funny to chase me around with a mustard hotdog like my asshole sister,” he says.

For a moment Tony looks dumbfounded and then he bursts out laughing, “leave it to me to find someone more dramatic and ridiculous than the movies I star in. But I like you, weird mustard fear and all. And since you know about my celebrity status, want to go to Malibu with me?” he asks.

“If there’s no mustard I’m in,” Bucky says, grinning.

#alternate universe #sam x steve #tony x bucky #my wrting #fanfiction #tony stark #bucky barnes #steve rogers #sam wilson #winteriron

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mynameis-kiara · 7 years

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some headcanons about our muses

the human knew him as ben. kiara calls him ben even though she knows his real name. she just really likes calling him a mundane human name.

in her human days, kiara called him a tall drink of water once or twice to people at white lies. that was his contact name in her phone.

he’s probably something like ‘some 5 year old boy i do not know’ nowadays

they eat taco bell and snark each other before being like ‘i’m bored, let’s fuck some people’s days up’ and laugh at the chaos they create

this has probably happened like dozens of times tbh. shitty faux mexican food and ice cream is their thing.

just because they’re destined to fight by each other’s side doesn’t mean she has to like him. she has a specific kind of methodology regarding those she kills that doesn’t necessarily mesh with his.

it’s a frienemy relationship of sorts. we have the same endgame but i do not need to be your best friend for it. i hate you but i will save your ass bc i need you.

imagine this: godfrey gao and shay mitchell ruling the earth.

except she sees herself as a lot more powerful than him due to being unaffected by famine. he gets them angry so the humans can kill each other whereas she simply thinks it

#about the girl #belial #prayhavoc

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bd-ladyzeppeli · 4 years

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Comes riding on his motorcycle. " Get in loser, we're going ice cream shopping. "

“Oh shit!” Cecilia hops up when she hears the words ice cream. She is always up for anything involving ice cream. She rushes over to the motorcycle, ready to just hop on. She’s not really into the holding on to Joseph part but whatever. It’s for ice creams sake.

She clambers on the back, just about falling over. It takes a few moments but she mangages to pull herself up on it.

“Let’s hit the road, Joestar,”

#jojoingjoseph #josephu joestar #((it’s ice cream frienemy time))#((jkjk anyone who takes Cecilia out for ice cream is good in her book))

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mikhailsbluecarnation-blog · 7 years

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Atlantic brothers/ aph america + aph england analysis

It is just awesome how both aph America and aph England used to be parents-child relations turned to sibling-alike to frienemies to friendship and returned to sibling-rivalry-buddy relationship. They have through a lot.

Their behaviour are interesting, especially after the famous American Revolutionary War episode(Axis powers season) which is remarkable for both side in bad moments. During war to get aph America back, he even wrote a letter asking aph America to go back (with food inside the box with letter inside) and if I don’t get mistaken I think he fell ill every 4th July, it might be for hetalia gags or might be a statement that explain Aph America is a very dear figure for him.

At the same time during American revolutionary war flashback(Axis Powers season), Aph America reflected on his good past that makes him depressed, his cleaning storage moment is exposing himself to the past he wanted to escape or staying within his subconscnious memories. He knew he regret his decision, he said “is it all depressing things here?”(or something like that) and decided to throw old things that held memories away which means forcing himself to move on(which he did not do, he put aph England wood doll mementos on table, aph Lithuania said it is cute btw). Eventually he give up and did not do any cleaning. He cope his bad memories by giving reasons for stopping cleaning and seek distractions inside the storage.

Now move on to The Bicentennial episode(BW/Twinkle season). England sent a cracked bell and feel lioe he needed to repaired it but he is sad when he got rejected. So he asked the Queen to give him present, the Queen got suprised with sudden initiative of England, England used reason for being an adult which is probably he wanted to be seen as an adult infront of royals or important people and spotted he coughed blood which showed he forced himself too much and being sensitive/weak whenever Independence-related is mentioned. England maybe dislike and try to hide his sorrow and dislikeness over Independence topic after watching brothers separated themselves from him, which is honestly pretty traumatizing, I think. Overall England has started to moving on here, well judging by how he brought the bell and invisible present by himself eventho he is falling sick and forcing himself and yet he denied his bros-like affection when aph America getting concerned about him. Well England is a huge tsundere head, it is part of his gag.

Alright! Now is African Front episode(beautiful world/twinkle season) when England have a dream about America bringing chaos upon his beautiful peaceful life and blushes or getting awkward-shy loser when a soldier said something like “altho you are brothers, you don’t look alike” and England getting all flustered and stuttering mumbling “w-well you know”, this episode show the sibling-alike bonding time on how England secretly want America to follow his step for strategies, have sibling rivalry time like who is faster to go to hills, and he is being soft and a bit strict brother about the nasty marmite jam, also being frantic loser run away from snakes together w his bros, and he got real tired of America childish act around him and got stressed to the point he woke up and relieved when it is a dream but TA DA AMERICA IS COMING FOR REAL AND HE DROPPED THE BASS I MEAN TEA CUP IN SHOCK.

Also there is an episode both of them trying expired food like dude no bad idea but they are immortal anyway and England actually complained about how nasty those food and I am glad he is not a god of nasty food. And they agree when they find (expired) fruit cake that taste good.

Also on hetaween OVA, America invite England as his special guess whether as a gag or not for being his superhero partner and England got all embarassed. America also mentioned because England is his first follower, maybe America is suprisingly a lonely person, like whoa dude he is America the most famous country in the world why he does not have wham so much followers at once. And I think it is weird he is more chill when he is alone like when he measure his weight and cleaning his storage like he is not so loud. Maybe he need attention and England is enough since he is the figure that stay on his side since he was adopted.

Overall chapters and episodes i have been watching…. The conclusion is… England might critize and both put his attention a lot to America whether because he care or just simply to tease him, he care when aph America got sad(when he is actually roasting marshmallow and England being huge tsundere head saying he does not want to comfort America ever again), make a fool of himself (on meeting, etc) and when injured himself (When America jumped to reach ice cream on one of Axis powers episode and England still gave him ice cream and let America eat it himself). Aph America at first complained and getting a tad defensive about aph england’s opinions like yell back and being a kid.

Aph England turned from showing so much hatred like “what i want to deny is your existence itself” into laughing and talk about his problem and laugh over it with aph america. Aph America changed from denying kid into more accepting and even relying to England after teasing him.

Also they dragged each others to child-like nature and dragged each others to grow up as well.

That is all mates!!! Lets see if I will write this type of things later!

#relationship analysis #aph england #aph america #arthur kirkland #alfred jones #hetalia

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flameanime34-blog · 7 years

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Yuu Shiron

Yuu shiron Age : 16 Birthday: September 16 Blood type: AB Race: Japanese Skin: white species: human with powers/ weapons with powers. Body build : his body well build , not as mikado( according to koko) he has a scar on is right wrist where is father hit him from trianing Height: 5'6 Zodiac: Virgo Sex: male Job: training as a spy for the G.O.D.S . He makes around 63,800 a month. Hair: midnight blue short and spiked and held back by a redhead. Home town: Toyokawa Eyes: gray School: Tokyo high school of gifted Year of school: 3 year student Hobby: mma,reading , drawing and eating Favorite food : pizza and chicken Favorite color: purple Family fact 1 : juni shiron is yuu young brother ,he had to raise him from 4-6. Rumiko Haga a.k.a aunt momo and her husband Seison Haga . Rumiko is the sister of kuri shiron the boys late mother who was murdered by makiku shiron there father who was forced to kill his wife and himself by his employer . Animal pet: wolf name koko. He really forms a puppy who can talk . he actually 2000 years old still acting as a hot head teenager. least favorite food : Tofu Favorite Music: dub step and anything danceable Favorite tv/ movies: fist of justices( one punch man) least favorite music: rap depending on artist personality:yuu is a layback guy until you mess me about his baby brother juni. he really sweet guy ,but piss him off and hell will come your way.he wish he could be a world be the world greatest artist and cook. desires: yuu soul desires to live in the world where no one is judged by the great laws . everyone is nothing at the same time everyone is everything. he wants the love of hira. his friend since way back in the day, along with being an chef and having a family. family fact 2 : mother and father died from fighting each other for what they believen . yuu and juni was raised by there aunt Rumiko Haga and her husband Seison Haga , since yuu was 7 and they found them in the after 3 years of being lost. After there parents died and the house on burned down . Pet peeves: hates being called a swirl brain power/skills: heaven speed , angle gun ,healing song and stone body ,galaxy punch, blue flames of the heavenly echo fighting style,galaxy sword,lighting punch. reason for living: yuu reasons for living is to protect his brother and hira and even if he hate to say it mikado,his brother....frienemy. Best friends: Hira Monako , Mikado Asuno Rivalry: Mikado Asuno , Dead x , Tsukiya Aki enemy: the knight of the holy war, Captain yo kiba of the G.O.D.S and Princess sora love interest: Hira Monako Weakness: reliving the past and Hira ice cream dance and pizza smart level in school : science- c+ , math - b- , reading - a+ , Japanese's 101- c-, P.E-a, power control -b+ ,hiding and tracking-d+ , swordsmanship- b+ , gunman class-a+ ,stalking-A+,history-b , hand-to-hand combat- A+ , acting -c- street smart: how to survive ....16 years that a+ so far normally outfits: His normally outfits is a black short sleeves shirt on that has his clans star swirl on the front side above his heart and over that is his camouflage-blue hood and black skinny jeans with a gold chain and converses with ' kick ass ' on the sides. And he carries his pistol with 'demon ' marked in red on the side. combat outfit: His combat outfit is black combat boots with 3 red stars with extremal highly poison on the right boot and 3 swirl pins in his black and gray hat. his shirt is purple and gray long sleeve with the star swirl on the right left shoulder. A silver chain around his neck with the silver pistol and the star swirl charm. back story: On June 13 , In the main house of the shiron clan house, it was a cold night when Yuu's father lord makiku Shiron , The greatest spy and killer and an X-class assassin was ordered to kill his wife and sons. The captain yo kiba head of the G.O.D.S gave the order to Makiku to kill the future X-class assassins . He carried out the order ,but that night kuri ,makiku wife was awake and she challenge makiku to a fight to the death for the honor to die on her feet . He accept it , but what he didn't know was that the captain yo order to some more troops to burn down there house. In the heat of the moment kuri run to the kids room where yuu was holding juni as he was crying .she quickly took the two boys and hide them in the woods before makiku found them .Yuu had left with juni in the woods. After 3 year and two days before his birthday , their aunt Rumiko had found them in the tree log they called home for 3 year. Now Yuu and his brother live with there aunt and uncle . Yuu quote: let get better then the big bang (*- yuu slaps his hands together and a flaming Galaxy Nexus was in both hands*)

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Yuu Shiron

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