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Danny Phantom A Glitch in Time- Dan Phantom character analysis

Dan Phantom, also known as Dark Danny, returns as main antagonist in the "A Glitch in Time" graphic novel. He is a lot more powerful than last time Danny faced him, and he is capable of going so far as destroying the time itself to be able to accomplish his goals.

Dan's Origins

Introduced first (and only time) in "The Ultimate Enemy" special, Dan was presented as a evil and destructive future version of Danny. In the same episode it was revealed that he was the product of a experiment gone wrong when Vlad was trying to separate Danny from his ghost half. This resulted in Phantom fusing with ghost Plasmius and getting consumed by "the evil that was insidr Plasmius", turning himself into Dan.

Dan was later defeated and captured inside a fenton thermos by Danny, where he spent all his time trapped in there under Clockwork's watch until the events of "A Glitch In Time".

"The Ultimate Enemy" established Dan a combination of both Phantom and Plasmius, in result his personality and goals come from both ghosts. However, Phantom/Danny is clearly the "dominant" personality, and he is refered as Danny's evil future self within the show and outside of it by the DP crew and fans.

While "The Ultimate Enemy" gave a good idea of what drove Dan into a dark path, a lot of his characterization for years remained pure fan speculation. "A Glitch in Time" explores and develops his character in multiple ways, showing new sides of him that weren't explored in detail in the series, making him a more complex character than he already was.

In the story he gets introduced after he accidentally gets freed from the thermos thanks to a clash of powers between Clockwork and Plasmius. When Vlad confuses Dan for Danny, Dan corrects him by explaning to him that he "isn't Danny" and he is a fusion fron Phantom and Plasmius from another timeline. Another interesting detail is how he mentions that he is ¨all phantom now¨, hinting that he doesn't see himself as human, only a ghost.

Dan doesn't take time in beating up Clockwork and fuses with him, realizing that it could become ¨unstoppable¨ with the time guardian's powers under his hands. He doesn't seem to care that this could put him and the timeline in danger, as long as he can't get defeated.

Some of Dan's lines show him resenting Clockwork for erasing his timeline ( ¨And I'm not part of this timeline. You made sure of that¨) and some fear of being trapped inside the thermos again (¨I can't let you use this (the time staff). Not again¨). Overall, Dan feels certain loss for getting his own timeline erased and doesn't want some similar happen to him again.

Being on Denial

If there is one word to describe Dan's character in ¨A Glitch in Time¨ that would be ¨denial¨. Throughout the story, Dan shows to be in denial both of his own emotions, past/trauma and even his own past self as Danny Phantom. Everytime someone mentions that he is still Danny or that a part of Danny is still inside him, he answers with how he ¨isn't Danny anymore¨ and how he has grew past his own humanity.

Dan sees himself a above human emotions, seeing them as a weakness. He sees himself almost as he was a divine entity that is beyond ghosts and humans. This could explain one of the reasons of why he fused with someone like Clockwork since he is able to control time itself.

A good example of this denial is when Jazz tries to remind him that ¨they are family¨, trying to reach out to ¨Danny's part¨ of Dan. Dan replies to this with how ¨losing them (his own family) in his timeline make him stronger¨, which contradicts how alternate! Danny was shown to be emotionally devastated when he lost his own family and friends after the Nasty Burger explosion. Dan has been hinted to be a product of that Danny's own trauma from the loss of his family and friends and him blaming himself for not being able to save them.

A similar scenario repeats when Danny gives Dan the option to step down, reminding to Dan that Amity Park used to be his home once and that he is still ¨Danny¨. Dan is clearly upset when Danny reminds him of his own past self, showing how he hates being reminded of that. Dan answers Danny with ¨You forget I'm more than that now¨, with this idea of how he is beyond human emotions now.

Dan has a desire to get rid of Danny in the story. It is the reason of why he showed up in Amity Park, to look for Danny and beat him up. While part of it could be seen as him trying to get revenge on the teen, it could be also be read as him trying to get rid of the person that represented his past self, showing how far is able to go erase anything that has to do with is own past.

Self-destruction

Another important aspect of Dan in ¨A Glitch of Time¨ is how self-destructive he is. He doesn't seem to care about how he puts the timeline itself in trouble as long as he is ¨able to win¨.

Dan has an obsession with being the strongest. It doesn't matter if this search for power ends up with him hurting himself as long as he is able to accomplish his goals. In the novel Dan is seen ¨glitching¨ multiple times since he is not able to hold the fusion of him and Clockwork together. These time glitches cause him great pain and leave him very exhausted as result. Later, in the final confrontation, the characters bring up how Dan is spending a lot of energy trying to keep the fusion up and how that's hurting himself.

When asked by Danny why he is doing this and how he could get himself erased by glitching the timeline, Dan expresses how he doesn't care about that as long as he is able to defeat Vlad and Danny. He doesn't seem to care about anything than winning against the other two halfas.

This obsession with power shares some parallels to Vlad's villain arc in the series, except the execution is different. In Vlad's case he ends up getting more desperate to achieve his goals over time, choosing more extreme methods to do so. It resulted in him losing everything he had and pushing everyone that cared about him away. With Dan, it is not caring about how this power ends up destroying everything, himself included. It becomes more about ignoring how he is hurting himself instead of pushing others away like Vlad did.

Facing one's self

In the final battle, Danny tries reminding Dan of his old self, something that he fails in the first attempt. He keeps asking Dan why he is choosing to keep the fusion together when he is putting the timeline and himself in danger.

At one point, when Dan is about to end Danny, Danny asks him ¨Why are you so angry?¨ and brings up how ghosts are driven by human emotions or emotions in general. Dan answers to that with ¨I've long since transended you human weakness¨, which is ironic since he is a full ghost, and just like every other ghost, he is driven by emotion.

Vlad Masters decides to intervine and talks about how Dan is part Plasmius, meaning that one part of him is driven by the emotion of fear. While fighting against Dan, Vlad admits that his own fear of others leaving him and being alone made him become obsessed with being in control and always looking for more power. Meaning that Dan has a similar fear that leads him to always be more powerful and being in control.

During this confrontation Dan is faced with the idea that even himself can't escape from his own emotions and that he is a ¨normal ghost¨ as everyone else in the Ghost Zone. He isn't above others as he thought he was. He is able to feel lost and pain like anyone else.

After getting a extreme beat down from Danny and Vlad and becoming separated from Clockwork, Dan has a mental breakdown from losing again. He talks about how he is ¨always losing¨, how he lost ¨this battle, his own timeline and his family¨, the latest being brought up by Danny himself.

This reveals that Dan was always looking to be stronger than he already was so he never have to lose something again. It came from Danny's own trauma of not being able to save his family from the accident, which drove Dan to get obsessed with looking for more power.

To put this in simple words: Dan is the combination of the worst most toxic aspects of both Danny and Vlad, thus created a powerhungry entity who causes destruction, maybe as a way to distract himself from his own pain.

What it is more, it's heavily implied that leaving Dan trapped in the thermos only made things worse for him, as pointed out by Danny. When asked by his parents to capture Dan inside the thermos, Danny looks how Dan glitches out and for a moment he looks like his young self, making Danny refusing to put Dan inside the thermos.

There some jealousy from Dan too, about how he has lost everything in comparison to his younger counterpart and he doesn't understand why this happened. Danny feels sorry for Dan, sympathizing with how having lost his own family and timeline must have been terrible for him.

When Dan starts to destabilize, the expresses fear of losing his own body and begs Danny to not put him inside the thermos since ¨he doesn't want to be alone again¨. This line could come from both Phantom and Plasmius, but it seems to lean more to Plasmius' half, considering that fear of being alone is what always drove Vlad's selfish actions.

After hearing this, Vlad offers his body as a temporary vessel for Dan to use until they are able to find another one. Vlad apologizes to both Danny and Dan for hurting them and offers Dan a ¨second chance¨, to which Dan accepts and uses Masters' body as a host.

Dan is last seen ¨fusing¨ himself with one of Danny's clones. Clockwork explains to Vlad that now he is in charge of Dan, thus giving Dan a new opportunity to be a teenager again and live the normal life he could have had in his own timeline.

Conclusion

Dan's arc in ¨A Glitch in Time¨ is about him having to face his own emotions and humanity and how he isn't above them as he believes himself to be. The novel shows a more self destructive side of him, not caring about how he puts reality and himself in danger for fusing with Clockwork. While Dan expresses certain regret from his actions and desire to stop destroying everything in his path because he accepts the ¨second chance¨ Vlad offers to him, i would argue that his arc isn't so much of a redemption as it is more about accepting that his own issues and accepting that he needs help, something that Vlad gives to him.

In the end Dan gets his own ¨happy ending¨ since he gets a chance to have a normal life (and maybe a new family) again, represented by how he ends up fusing with one of Danny's clones, which resemble the person he used to be once.

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steddieas-shegoes · 1 year

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Chapter 7

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Steve’s morning was full of light.

Eddie was brighter than the sunbeams shining through the curtains in his bedroom, and Steve was never happier to be blinded by light.

Steve wasn’t woken by his alarm. Instead, he was woken by soft kisses against his neck and jaw, breathy whispers he couldn’t quite understand making him shiver under the sheets.

It was more than Steve had ever had, more than he ever expected, and more than he thought he deserved. But he smiled into it. He let himself bask in Eddie’s light.

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Eddie had a full day of clients, and Steve ended up in more parent conferences than he planned as new schedules for the next semester got released.

He barely even had a lunch break, and most of it was spent texting Robin about their plans after work.

He didn’t purposely avoid looking at the text from Eddie sitting there unread, but he knew if he opened it, he would yearn to be back with him too much.

The space would be good for him to clear his head a little, separate himself from the intensity of his emotions that Eddie brought on. Take himself out of the shock of feeling so much at once and find the level headedness he was used to having.

He tried not to think about how Eddie didn’t give him any rules before he left this morning.

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Steve was not having a good afternoon.

His last conference of the day left his head spinning. The principal had to sit in towards the end as the parents became more irate at the fact that their son was failing almost every class and Steve couldn’t be bribed to change his grades in the system.

This was the worst part of the job.

Everything was loud.

He didn’t know how to make it quiet.

He left work with a ringing in his ear and a tension in his neck and shoulders that hadn’t been present for days and wondering how he’d be able to face the conversation ahead of him.

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The door opened and Steve nearly fell off the couch.

He must have fallen asleep when he decided to rest for a few minutes when he got home.

“You good?” Robin asked from above him. She had an amused smirk on her face, but he could see the concern in her eyes.

“Yep. Just didn’t realize it was time for you to be home.”

Steve stood up and shook his arms out to wake himself up, something he’d done since he was young to get the blood pumping.

“I’m guessing you haven’t seen my text about dinner, then?”

“No, why?”

Steve reached into his pocket for his phone as Robin sat down.

“Pizza place had a fire, so we need a backup. Any ideas?”

Steve felt his heart stop when he saw a missed call from Eddie. Shit, he really was out of it.

“Uh. I’m good with anything.”

He could feel Robin staring at him, but he was still trying to get all synapses firing in his brain and couldn’t quite look away from his phone.

“So you’d be good with tofu and sushi?”

Steve’s head snapped up, lip curling in disgust.

“What? Since when would I be okay with that? I hate tofu and sushi.”

“Just checking to see if you were actually paying attention or if you’d been body snatched.”

Steve rolled his eyes, but put his phone back in his pocket for the moment. Tonight was about Robin, and Eddie could wait.

“Burgers?” Steve suggested, knowing Robin was always down for burgers.

“Burgers sound good. My usual please?”

“Got it.”

Robin started to walk towards the bathroom, but turned before she made it to the door.

“Text Eddie that you’re okay. He was worried.”

Steve felt his mouth open in shock.

“He texted you?”

“He called me. Said he hadn’t heard from you at lunch and he was supposed to.”

Oh, so the rule was still there.

“Oh. Okay.”

Robin shook her head and mumbled to herself as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. It sounded an awful lot like “idiots, both idiots” but Steve wasn’t sure.

He called in their order for burgers first, knowing that the dinner rush, even on a Tuesday, would have at least an hour wait for delivery.

He pulled up his texts and saw two from Eddie: the one from this morning he didn’t have time to respond to and one from right after he tried calling.

Don’t forget to be a good boy and text me at lunch, sunshine.

Please let me know you’re doing okay, Stevie. Just a quick text is fine. I know you’re gonna be with Robin tonight, but I wanna make sure you haven’t dropped. Please.

Shit. Dammit.

He immediately started typing a response, worried that Eddie was dropping. Could he drop? Surely he would have told Steve if that was a possibility. Right?

I’m okay. I’m sorry. It’s been a busy day and I didn’t know you wanted me to stick to the rules still. Are you okay?

His leg was bouncing as he waited for Eddie to reply, getting faster when he saw the typing bubbles appear.

I’m better now. We can talk later when you’re done hanging out with Robin, okay?

Are you mad?

No, was just worried. Have fun with Robin.

It felt like a dismissal, and he knew that Eddie didn’t mean it unkindly, but his head started to spin with the idea that maybe that was the final straw for him.

Before he could spiral, Robin came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head and her comfiest pajamas on. She took one look at him and sighed.

“Let’s talk while we wait for food.”

They both sat on the couch, Robin’s feet finding their way into Steve’s lap, his hands resting on her ankles.

“So. Let me start by saying sorry again. I’m not sorry for being worried, but I am sorry for how I spoke to you. I should have waited to talk in person and I shouldn’t have made you feel like you don’t know how to handle yourself or that you’re a bother.”

Oh God, her voice was shaking. Was she gonna cry? She never cried.

“Robs, it’s okay. I get it. I’m glad I have you to worry about me, okay?” He squeezed her ankle and she sniffled. “I wish it didn’t happen that way, but it does show we have to talk about this. I think I need to unpack a bit with you actually.”

“You, Steve Harrington, need to unpack your feelings?” She reached out to check his temperature. “Are you sure you haven’t been body snatched?”

“I’m sure. There’s just a lot to catch you up on.”

He spent the next 30 minutes breaking down everything that happened from the moment he walked into Eddie’s tattoo shop on Saturday to the text exchange that happened right before Robin came out of the shower.

“Well, you’ve certainly found your way into something interesting.”

Steve groaned and threw his head back to rest against the back of the couch.

“It doesn’t make any fucking sense what I’m about to say and I need you to just let me say it out loud so I can recognize how fucking stupid it is.”

“Okay.”

“I think I love him.”

Robin didn’t react, but Steve knew she wanted to. She was being the best friend ever and letting him sit with it out in the open like that on his own first.

“I’m waiting for my brain to say that I didn’t mean that.”

“Okay.”

They both sat in silence for a minute, two.

“Fuck, I love him.”

“Steve, this is. I mean I’m not a professional at these types of relationships, but could it just be the whole subspace thing?”

“I mean, yeah? I guess? But it just doesn’t feel that way. The way he makes me feel all the time, not just when he’s making me float, it’s better than anyone’s ever made me feel. I can’t explain it and I’m gonna sound crazy if I try.”

“Try anyways.”

Steve sighed. Robin wouldn’t end this conversation without understanding him, so he had no choice.

“It’s just. I feel safe. Even before the tattoo started, I felt safe. Something about the way he just is. He calls me sunshine, but he’s the one burning bright. It’s like we don’t have to know everything about each other to know each other. God, this sounds stupid.” He covered his face with his hands and was shocked to find that he was crying. “It’s more than just wanting to be with him, it’s like I know I can be myself, my best self, if he’s around. Like I can let go of everything I’ve spent most of my life trying to be and just. Be.”

Robin’s eyes were wide as she took in Steve’s demeanor. He was serious, and he was crying.

“Listen to me, Steve.” Steve looked back at her as he wiped the tears from his eyes. “How you feel is how you feel. Do I think it’s a little crazy? Yeah. But I’ve never seen you like this, and you’ve had plenty of opportunities to. You weren’t even like this with Nancy and you wanted to spend the rest of your life with her.”

“I don’t think I loved Nancy like this.”

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah. Holy shit.”

They both sat in silence again, both taking in what was said, both realizing that Steve was in deep.

“Alright! Here’s what we do!”

Robin was cut off by her phone ringing, which was odd.

There was a knock at the door at the same time.

“I’ll get the door, you get your phone.”

Steve got up to grab their food as Robin answered her phone.

He was so focused on making sure the delivery person got a good tip, he didn’t hear what Robin was saying.

“Robs! Hurry before it gets cold!” Steve yelled as if she’d left the room, but she was sitting on the couch whispering into the phone.

“Robs? Everything okay?” He asked as he walked back over to the couch to make sure she was okay.

“Okay, I’ll tell him. I will! I’ll text you. Okay. Bye.”

When Robin hung up, Steve had a sinking feeling in his stomach that he couldn’t explain. Something was wrong.

“Sit.”

Steve sat.

“Look at me.”

Steve looked at her.

“This is not your fault, you understand?”

“Uh. Okay.”

“I need you to say it.”

“It’s not my fault.” Steve breathed in. “What’s not my fault?”

“That was Chrissy. You know Eddie’s friend? She’s the Chrissy I work with. Small world or whatever.” Robin was gonna start rambling. Oh god. “So she’s at Eddie’s. Apparently he had to reschedule his last client tonight and when she showed up at his house, he was a mess. Mid-panic attack and didn’t even know she came in the house. She got him to calm down enough to drink some tea on the couch, but all he’s said is he fucked up with you. Any clue what he’s talking about?”

Steve felt his stomach turn. Eddie fucked up? What could he have done?

“I don’t know. Everything was fine. He seemed a little off during the texts, but he said we’d talk later.”

“Off how?”

“I dunno! Just really formal and short? Not like he usually is.”

“Chrissy thinks he’s going through a dom drop.”

Fuck. That’s what Steve feared, but he didn’t know for sure if it was even possible.

He should’ve called him when he seemed off. No, he should’ve texted him at lunch. He could’ve taken ten seconds to send a quick message.

But he didn’t think about the rule. The one rule Eddie had given. Maybe they hadn’t discussed it being a standing rule, but Steve should’ve assumed he’d like a check in after what they did last night.

“Robs, I…”

“You gotta go. It’s okay. I’m pretty tired anyways. But Steve?”

“Hm?”

“You’re allowed to love him. Things may end badly, or you may be in deeper than he is, or there may come a point where this wears off for you. But for now, if you love him, then love him with all you’ve got.”

Steve nodded, giving her a quick hug before he threw his shoes on and left.

Eddie needed him and he was going to love him through it.

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When he arrived at Eddie’s house, he saw that all except one light was off, and the door was unlocked.

Robin must’ve called Chrissy to let her know he was coming.

When he walked inside, the house felt cold.

This wasn’t the same house that made him feel warm, content, happy.

He saw Chrissy first, sitting on the couch next to a blanket burrito which could only contain Eddie.

Whatever nerves he’d been feeling on the drive over disappeared when he heard what Chrissy was saying.

“He’s on his way and you’ll see that he’s okay. Robin said he just had a really busy day, remember?”

“But he didn’t follow the rule.”

“Babes, he probably didn’t think he had to. You said he’s new at this, right? If you didn’t remind him, then he probably just was busy.”

“I was.”

Steve spoke and the air changed. It didn’t stop being cold, but there was a new pressure to it, and he knew that Eddie heard him.

“Thank god,” Chrissy said as she stood up. “I’m clocking out. This guy needs you. You know what to do?”

“Um. I googled. I think I can handle it.”

“Call if you need me. I’ve gotten him through one before so I know what works if you can’t handle it,” she gave him a tired smile. “Chrissy, by the way.”

“Steve.”

“Eddie, Steve’s got you now, okay? But call if you need me.”

“Okay.”

His voice was raspy, not at all the usual strong, upbeat tone he had.

As Chrissy left the house, Steve walked over to the couch. Eddie had removed the blanket from around him, but was still curled in on himself in a way Steve didn’t think was possible. Not for Eddie.

“Eds? Can I sit with you?”

Eddie nodded, but otherwise didn’t move. Steve sat where Chrissy previously was, quickly resting his hand on Eddie’s back.

Eddie seemed to relax a bit at the touch, a small sigh released from his mouth.

“Wanna tell me what’s going on in your head, babe?”

Eddie shook his head.

“That’s okay. I can just keep you company. Do you need anything?”

Eddie shook his head again.

“Do you want to cuddle?”

Eddie nodded, but seemed to hesitate for a moment.

“What is it?”

This was hard. He didn’t know how Eddie handled him when he was pretty much nonverbal.

“Can you lay in my lap?”

How would anyone say no to that?

“I’d love to.”

Eddie slowly unfurled from the nearly perfect spiral he’d been curled into, resting his feet on the floor and stretching his back out. He groaned when something popped, but it seemed to help him relax a little more.

Steve slowly lay down across the couch, placing his head in Eddie’s lap so he was looking up at his face.

Eddie’s hand found his cheek like a magnet, rubbing his thumb along his jaw while he looked down at him like he was a miracle.

No one had ever looked at Steve like that.

It was a lot to cope with.

He stayed still, letting Eddie touch and look, some part of him knowing that he needed this and that it would help. Eddie’s hand glided over his exposed skin for long minutes, tracing along his freckles on his neck and collarbone, his arms, even the tattoo he inked into his skin only a few days ago.

So much has changed since then.

Eddie let out a small whine, and Steve reached one hand out to hold his, squeezing as a reminder that he was here and he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Right here, Eds. You with me?”

“Yeah.”

“What do you need, love?”

“Shirt off. Skin.”

Steve could do that. He could do whatever Eddie needed.

He started to sit up to take his shirt off when he felt a hand on his chest and Eddie whined again, looking down at Steve with hurt on his face.

“I have to move a little to take off my shirt. It’s only for a few seconds.”

“Please.”

He wasn’t sure what he was asking for, but Steve slowly sat up and turned to straddle Eddie’s lap. Eddie seemed okay with this movement, so Steve continued by removing his shirt quickly.

Eddie’s hands were on his bare hips before he even had the shirt off of his head. He couldn’t help the smile he gave when he felt Eddie relax a bit more into the couch.

He was taking care of Eddie and getting him through this one step at a time with barely any idea what he was doing. It felt good to know what he needed. Is this how Eddie felt with him all the time?

“Closer.”

Steve didn’t need to be told twice; He leaned in so he could let his face fall against Eddie’s neck, breathing in his cologne and weed scent.

He felt Eddie shakily breathe him in too, his nose resting in his hair by his temple.

“Smells good.”

Steve smiled against his skin.

“Took a shower when I got home from work. The shampoo is tropical breeze I think.”

Eddie didn’t answer, just took another breath, though this was stronger, more sure.

They stayed like that for a while, Steve slowly tracing fingers along Eddie’s chest and neck, letting him know he was physically here for whatever he needed.

Eventually, Eddie nudged Steve gently, making him remove his head from his body and pull away. He looked at Eddie, really looked at him, and saw some of the sunshine he was used to coming back behind his eyes.

“There you are.”

“Here I am.”

Steve cupped his cheek and leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips, not wanting to make it anything more than a comforting peck.

Eddie let him, but his grip on Steve’s waist tightened momentarily like he was fighting the urge to kiss harder, longer, more.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I told Chrissy not to call. I didn’t even know she knew Robin.”

Eddie looked so apologetic, but he had nothing to apologize for. If his drop was anything like Steve’s, he had no control over what happened and Steve didn’t want him to feel like that all night.

“What happened, Eds? Was it just me not texting?”

Eddie looked nervous.

Oh no. This is it, he’s gonna break it off before it even gets started.

“That played a part in it, and not answering the call. But it was also just pushing myself at work more than I usually do in a day after what we did last night. After everything since Saturday, really. And then when the realization hit that I didn’t talk to you about the rule this morning, I felt like a bad dom. Just a mix of things.”

Steve let that sink in. That while it wasn’t all his fault, he was what started the negativity.

He’d been used to doing that for most of his life, bringing people down with him instead of leaving them be. He didn’t want that for Eddie. Eddie would be smart to end things with him.

But that’s not where this was going, Steve could tell from his next words.

“We have something I’ve never had before. I’m not used to such intense feelings over such a small scene or for anyone at all.” Eddie cupped Steve’s face between his hands, placing a kiss to his forehead before continuing. “What we’re doing here is more than anything I’ve done before and I think we haven’t had enough communication about what we’re doing. Can we talk about that?”

Steve nodded, mesmerized by the way Eddie bounced back so quickly, by the way he was looking at Steve like he loved him. He couldn’t possibly, but it seemed like he did.

“I know this is fast and unconventional. This isn’t how I usually do things and I don’t think it’s how you do things either. But maybe that’s a good thing. I’ve never wanted someone the way I want you. All the time. In every way.” Eddie had tears in his eyes. “It’s fucking terrifying. Especially after today and knowing that such a small thing made me drop. I’ve only dropped a couple of times and those were because of really intense scenes that I wasn’t properly prepared for. But I guess I’m never really prepared for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Every time I think I can handle my feelings for you, you do or say something that has me falling head over heels and I don’t know what to do about it, sunshine.”

Steve could feel the heat rising on his face, the blush on his cheeks deepening to an almost painful level. Eddie really cared for him.

“What do we do to stop you from dropping?”

“First, we have to set clear rules and boundaries for each scene and for our relationship.”

“Relationship?”

Eddie smirked.

“I just confessed that I have intense feelings for you, did you think I wasn’t wanting to make you mine?”

If Steve could breathe, he’s sure he would choke on the air.

“You want me to be yours?”

“I’d love for you to be mine and for me to be yours.”

“We haven’t even had a date yet.”

“Is that necessary when I’ve pressed a needle into your skin to make something permanent?”

“I guess not. But what if you don’t like me outside of…this?”

“That’s not possible, sunshine.”

“Not many people like me.”

“Not many people like me either.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

Eddie was a ball of sunshine, how could anyone not be in love with him when they talked to him?

“Well, I only have a couple good friends, Chrissy being one of them. My clients come to me because I’m good at what I do, but not because of anything else. I was the opposite of popular in school. My best friend until I was like, 13, was my Uncle Wayne.”

“But you’re so…nice.”

Eddie laughed. “Nice isn’t everything.”

“It is to me.”

Eddie poked at Steve’s bottom lip, which had somehow jutted out a bit during their talk.

“No need to be upset, sunshine. I’m doing just fine with what I’ve got, okay? Even better now that you’re around.”

“But I’m…me.”

“And you’re perfect to me.”

Steve’s brows furrowed, but Eddie traced along the line between them until it smoothed out.

“I feel the same about you, you know. Like you’re my sun, stars, my entire galaxy, and it doesn’t make any fucking sense because I didn’t even feel this way about the person I thought I wanted to marry! You hear how ridiculous that sounds? It’s been three days!”

Eddie pulled him in for another soft kiss, effectively calming him down again.

“I’m just worried that I’m so invested in whatever this is that I’m not seeing how badly it can end. I don’t want it to end. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine and I want to feel like this with you forever.”

“Then let’s do that.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Why not?”

“Because everything good ends! People don’t like me when I’m grumpy, which is always, and they leave! I couldn’t even convince Nancy to stay and she’s like me.”

Eddie looked like Steve had just punched him in the gut, his eyes wider and sadder than ever.

“Sweetheart, sometimes people just aren’t right for each other. But this feels right. You feel right.”

Steve let out a sob at his words. He’d been holding back for a while, and the concern that had built up from the moment Robin told him what was going on seemed to crash down on him.

Eddie was here, telling him how much he cared, telling him that he wants more. That he wants Steve. As he is.

No one had ever wanted Steve for him.

But Eddie didn’t know enough about his history of parents with more money than they knew what to do with, or his friends who pressured him into drinking every weekend until he couldn’t even recognize them, or the times he turned to getting high on whatever Tommy was on during high school just to feel something other than loneliness. He didn’t know that the times between Tommy and Robin, he tried to hide away from everyone, didn’t even bother leaving his apartment other than to go to classes he was almost failing for a solid year. He didn’t know that Steve nearly lost his chance at getting his degree when Nancy broke his heart because he couldn’t leave his bed.

He doesn’t know that Robin is pretty much the only reason he’s even here.

But he wants him. He may not when he knows all of that, but for now, he wants him. Still, he had to ask to be sure, to know he wasn’t just getting his hopes up for nothing.

“You want me?”

“I want you more than anything.”

“Then you have me.”

The way Eddie kissed him shattered his world and put it back together, leaving no question that he’d meant the words he said.

Hands were everywhere, soft until they weren’t, leaving bruises as remnants of their emotions.

Both of them gasped for air. Both of them dove right back in like they couldn’t bear to separate their lips for more than a few seconds.

If this was what it was like being Eddie’s, Steve never wanted to belong to anyone else.

Chapter 8

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hookhausenschips · 5 months

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Burning Rubber

Chapter Two

F1 Masterlist

Burning Rubber Masterlist

Word Count: 3,191

Summary: the groups spend time together. Lando and Azha gain more insight on each other.

Warnings: drifting, press being savaged by Azha, reporter being sexist

previous part

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Azha’s POV

“Dude I told you quit stealing my fries, you should have ordered some,” Jelani whined as Sterling and Nova continued to steal his fries. All of us crammed into a booth in the back corner of Lilah J’s Diner. I shake my head at the three, “J, you should’ve known they would take them. It should be tradition at this point.” I say before taking another bite of my burger. “But they’re MY fries, not theirs.” He retorted. “Are you all arguing again?” A voice asked. I look and see it’s the owner, Miss Lilah, the sweetest lady in her early 50s. Real tall too, around 5’10-5’11. Could’ve sworn she could be a model or had been back in her day. “You know how they are Miss Lilah, they can’t go anywhere without bickering,” Seriyah told her. “Miss Lilah, did you do something different today?” Nova asked with a mouth full of fries. I took a closer look and seen that Miss Lilah had taken her braids out and had passion twists, about waist length. “Nothing too special baby, I had a date and got my hair done.” Miss Lilah said. We all gasped. “Miss Lilah, who is he?” “Where is he from?” “Is he rich?” All rang out. She laughed. “Now just because I think of you all as my kids doesn’t mean you have to act like protective children.” She teased before sitting down and telling us all about her date.

Next Day

Waking up to my alarm blaring I roll over in my bed to shut it off. Once doing so I look at my phone to see the time ‘5:47 am’. I am definitely going to need a nap before the drift today. I’m not sure what time we all had left the diner and made it back to the hotel, but I’m sure I had probably only got 3-4 hours of sleep. Sighing I get up and head to the bathroom to shower to at least try to wake my body up. Turning the shower off I wrap myself in a towel and step out. After drying off I grab my robe and walk back into the room to grab my outfit and makeup bag. As I beat my face I contemplated how I should wear my braids while they’re down.

My phone started to ring before I could think more about it. I seen it was a FaceTime from my manager Erica. I answered and propped my phone against the mirror then continued to finish my makeup. “Good morning Erica to what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked. “Ah good you are awake. Did you have fun last night?” She questioned. Erica did know that I have a taste for street racing and the street life at night. I’m thankful she has never tried to separate me from it. She’s actually the one who told me to have two Instagram accounts to keep the two lives separate, making me feel like a spy. “It was fun actually. I won of course. I do need to buy a new ski mask, I’m not sure how many people had taken pictures of me. Thankfully there weren’t many fans of the drift there. Not like the media cares to check their accounts.” I answered. She nodded, “Well you can debrief me when you’re here. You have media at 8:30 so hurry up.” She said but before she could hang up, “Hey Erica hang on! Do we have any passes laying around for today?” I asked. “Uh I think so? How many do you need besides your group coming?” She asked. “I need 8 more pleaseee.” I smiled at her. She rolled her eyes jokingly, “I’ll see what I can do. Send me their names on your way here.” “Thank you so much, love you.” I said. “Yeah yeah love you too.” She hung up.

Finished with my face, I pick up my outfit and started getting dressed. Pinning some of my braids back I tie my durag and walk back into my room. ‘Where the hell is my bag’ I ask myself. Looking around I spot it on the dresser by the tv. Grabbing my essentials, placing my pass around my neck, then grabbing my keys and phone I set off for the track after checking the time. ‘6:38am’.

Pulling into the parking lot I see many fans waiting outside ready for today. Spotting my car I could hear their screams become louder. Before getting out I texted Erica the Quadrant’s names as well as Max’s girlfriend’s name. I did my research last night while at the diner, watching some of their videos with my crew. I exit my car, lock it, and start walking to the entrance drivers and their guests use to avoid the crowd and press. Walking in I'm met with my manager and my press officer, Kiara. “Okay, so we’re just going to go over some of the questions I’ve seen that the press might ask. You know the drill, play nice but be blunt as always if you have to. Try to keep them on the race please.” Kiara spoke as we walked to my driver’s room in the paddock. I nodded, “I’ll play nice as long as they don’t bring up the fact that I’m a female driver dominating in a mostly male sport.” We continued talking when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was the group chat with the crew.

“Hey Erica, can you meet the crew at the 2nd entrance? They’re waiting for the other group to show up and I don’t think any of them can get in that entrance without the passes.” I ask. She nodded and set off to get them. “Okay, this shouldn’t take that long. Just remember your training please.” Kiara said as we walked into the media room. Some of the drivers already seated. “Let’s get this over with.” I sigh.

Halfway through

“Now Azha, you are one more win from gaining another championship under your belt, do you think you could do that today?” A reporter asked. I sat up in my seat, “I’m sure there is a fair chance of winning today, I can only let my car and skills speak for themselves. There’s many great drivers this year but it does feel good to be at the top.” I spoke. She nodded and directed her next question to another driver. “Do you feel the guys are just taking it easy on you? Yes, your performance is great but there are guys sitting next to you that have better capabilities don’t you think? And I’m not sure that is how a champion is supposed to dress?” The same reporter who has been hounding me spoke. I smiled, “I’m not sure what you mean by ‘how a champion should dress’.” Before continuing I stood up and walked around the table to lean against the front. “I happen to think I look amazing today. Got some inspiration from the late 90s/early 2000s black community. Now what makes me not capable of being a champion? Is it my tits or because I’m not slinging in my pants because I can go buy one down the road if you would like? Would you like a replay of my past seasons? Because someone with fewer capabilities than a man should not have as many championships and podiums as I do right? No one is taking it easy on anyone. I would like to see you do what we do every day and practice day in and day out then ask that disgrace of a question again. Buddy if you’re just mad that a female with bigger balls than you is beating your favorite driver, take it up with them and their team. Not me. Next question please.” I finish tearing into him and smile at his face turning red with anger and the shocked look on everyone’s faces.

Walking back to my driver’s room listening to Kiara try to punish me for my words. “Kiara, you can’t expect me to sit there and take the disrespect from that guy. He’s lucky the crew wasn’t in there this time. If they want to fine me then so be it. I’ll pay for it. Can I please go get ready for some practice and a nap?” I interrupt her. She sighed and nodded before heading off I’m sure to go meet with the PR team. Opening the door to my room I’m met with voices not yet noticing I’m here. “No, that guy is always so disrespectful towards her,” Sariyah said. “Why do they still allow him around?” Niran asked. “Because any publicity even bad, is good press and story for them to make a quick buck,” I said. They all turn towards me, I smile lightly. “Glad you guys could make it. Sorry for that shit show.” I say. “No don’t apologize. That geezer should be the one apologizing.” Max said. “You read him to filth. I honestly think you and Max Verstappen might have to compete for reading the media.” Ria said. “Who?” I asked. The Quadrant group all looked at each other. “What time do you have practice?” Sterling asked. I walked and sat on my massage table, “Around 2:30. I’m either going to chug a bunch of energy drinks or take a nap.” I answered. “Well after the race we were thinking, let’s take the quad group and show 'em the ropes,” Nova said. I lifted an eyebrow, “The country track?” I asked. She nodded, “Works for me. Did you guys Uber here?” I look to the group. They shook their heads, “We drove the suburban here.” Steve answered. I nodded but before answering a knock was heard.

“Come in!” I yelled. One of my engineers stuck their head inside, “Hey Azha, the team wants to start briefing here in 30 minutes. Something with showing a celebrity around or whatever.” He spoke. I sighed and nodded, “Okay I’ll be out there soon. Thank you.” He nodded and left. “Well, time to get to business. You guys are welcome to watch in the garage for this and the race if you’d like. They can show you guys where the kitchen is if you’re hungry.” I say while hopping off the table and walking towards the closet to grab my fireproofs and suit. After getting dressed I headed to the garage.

After briefing before the race

I walked back to my driver's room to check on the group. Stepping in I saw them all watching the TV that was playing the pre-race show. I gestured for them to follow me. We rounded the corner and they all spotted part of the Fast & Furious cast. “Holy shit.” I heard Sariyah say. I turn back towards the group, “Okay I have to go and talk with my team. You guys can stay here or head upstairs above the garage to get a better view if you’d like. Your passes will let you up there.” I said. They all nodded and I did my handshake with Jelani that I do before every race then walked to my car.

End of Race

Crossing the line I hear in my headset, “Azha you are a world champion once again!!!” I hear my race engineer, Bailey yell. “Fuck yes!!! Great job everyone. I couldn’t and wouldn’t have been here without all of you. This one is for the team.” I say. “Fantastic drive Azha. Celebration is in order soon. Let’s continue these results for the rest of the season. Have a great break.” Mark said. “Thanks, Mark,” I say and pull into the paddock parking my car in its designated place. I get out and climb to stand on the roof, throwing my hands in the air. I could hear the fans cheering and my team as well. Hopping down I jogged to the barricades and jumped into the arms of my team, hugging them all. Then I was escorted to the room for podium. Adrenaline and excitement soared through my veins as we popped our champagne and sprayed each other. Then my team came and lifted me in the air as I held my trophies.

After the celebrations, pictures, and press

I finished showering and changed back into my outfit. Thankfully my makeup was still intact, I didn’t feel like redoing it. Walking out of my driver’s room with the trophies and my bag I met the group at the back entrance. “Do you mind if we stop at our hotel? We were wondering if we could make a video with you guys?” Lando asked. I nodded, “No yeah of course. We can talk about it there. Lead the way.” I agreed and we all walked to the parking lot. Letting the quadrant group drive ahead thankfully it wasn’t a long drive to their hotel. “We can wait here for you guys,” Sariyah said as we leaned against our cars. The group nodded and headed inside to grab their gear. I decided to go through social media as we waited. “Azha, the gist of the video is teaching them how to drift and stuff. There’s no meet tonight but they wanted to a video about street racing too.” Nova informed me. “Did they get footage from earlier?” I asked, and she nodded. “More like a vlog kinda.” She said. I spotted the group walking out with several cases. “Jelani you have the video drone right?” I asked him. “Yeah, I said they could use it.” He answered. I nodded and we were ready to set off for the track.

Once arriving we all got right to work on the video. We were just doing some challenges and maybe some showing off for the camera. For some of the challenges we were in teams; Jamari & Ria, Sterling & Niran, Aarav & Nova, Sariyah & Steve, Jelani & Max, and then me & Lando. Ethan decided to be our “referee and timekeeper”.

As the others were doing their shots for the video, Lando sat in my passenger seat to show him how to drift, kind of. “Okay now thankfully I brought the manual car, I think they’re easier but now that you’ve got the controls down. We’ll see your driving.” I said. He nodded, “How long have you been doing this?” He asked. I turned my body in my seat and looked at him, “Which part? The professional drifting, street racing, or just racing and drifting in general?” I questioned. “All of it.” He said. “I started racing when I could finally reach the pedals. Granted it’s illegal all the way around but back then even more so because I didn’t have a license. Drifting just came naturally from doing donuts in parking lots. I started doing it professionally my junior year but didn’t really get started until before I graduated high school in 2019.” I explained before continuing. “I’ve always loved cars though. Watching my dad, uncles, or brothers in the shop, I was always around them. Speed too. We would visit family down south and we would ride dirt bikes or quads. Race them around town or their yards.” I smiled reminiscing on the memories.

“Wow, so you’ve practically done this all your life,” Lando said. I nodded, “How long have you all known each other?” I asked gesturing to the group outside reviewing footage. “I’ve known them quite a while. Max and I raced against each other for a while.” Lando said and continued explaining the back story of his friendship with the group. “What about you? How long have you known your group?” He questioned. “I’ve known the girls since we were practically in diapers. We were neighbors so we grew up together in southern California. We met the guys in high school. I would say they’re the ones who got us into the scene but I had been exposed already thanks to my older brothers. But I really got involved once we all became a group.” I tell him. “Have you guys ever dated?” He asked. I giggle, “Sariyah and Jelani are together. Have been since high school. Jamari has a girlfriend back home. Sterling is engaged. While Nova and I are single.” I say. “What about your group?” I question. He nodded at my answer, “No. Although many people think differently. Ria is taken. So are Max, Steve, Aarav, and Niran. Ethan and I are the single lads.” He answered. I nodded but before I could answer we were called over to start the challenges.

Watching the others do the challenges, I stand aside with Sariyah as we discuss some things about our cars. She nudged me slightly smirking, “You and Lando looked quite comfy in your car earlier.” She said. I shook my head while looking at said man laughing at something Sterling said. “We were just getting to know each other. I told him more about us as a group and he told me stuff about them. That’s all.” I said. “He’s not a bad-looking guy, what do you think?” She questioned. “Riyah, I’m not looking for anything right now. A hookup or a relationship. Get out of that matchmaking mindset.” I whispered before being called for my and Lando’s turn.

“Alright everyone so we have a tie. Jamari/Ria and Lando/Azha. They are deemed the winners. Stay tuned for our second video to see if there is a tiebreaker. As well as something completely new for Quadrant. Make sure to like, subscribe, and comment. We love you guys and see you soon!” Ethan spoke. We all waved at the camera saying goodbye. Ending the filming Niran said it would probably be a day or two before the final video is out.

I walked to my car when I heard someone jogging up behind me, “Hey! Running off so soon?” I heard Lando ask. I smiled, “Just wanted to race around a bit. Wanna take a ride?” I ask gesturing to the car. He grinned, “Thought you’d never ask.” He said hopping in. I shake my head and climb in. While starting the car and buckling in I look at him, “You’re not the type to scream their head off at speed and the potential of wrecking are you?” I ask. “You want me to be?” He teased. “Just hold on Norris,” I said and took off down the asphalt. Once returning to where everyone was parked, “That was thrilling.” Lando spoke. I smile, “So you agree I’m great at my job?” I question. He chuckled, “I’m not sure, maybe I’ll need to come to more races or see you street race to know that.” He replied. I snagged his unlocked phone out of his hand. I went to his contacts and added my number before taking a selfie and adding it. I then saved it and handed him his phone, “There, now if you want a personal ride again or someone to take you to the underground you can call me next time you’re in town. Or if you just want to see my beautiful face again as well.” I winked and got out of the car.

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lovelytsunoda · 1 year

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careful daughter // marcus armstrong

summary: she's always been the careful daughter. when she slips up on a final exam, marcus knows jsut how to make everything better. or, where he fell in love with a careful man's once careless daughter.

warnings: talks of past regrets

pairing: marcus armstrong x female! reader

she knew she'd bottled it almost as soon as she'd handed in the paper

even though she'd looked it over, confused and frustrated, four separate times, she was one of the first to hand it in

the perfect student who looked like she was always on top of things, the smartest in the room

but she didn't feel like it as she walked towards the campus parking lot, a pit in her stomach as she waited for marcus

since she didn't need to be at the campus for long, he said he'd drop her off before the exam, and then take her out to dinner afterwards

and god did she need marcus cornelius armstrong right now.

she needed him to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be fine.

"princess, what's wrong?" marcus asks her, the air in his bmw heavy with the anxiety radiating off his girlfriend

"i fucked up, marcus. the most important exam of my college career, and i think i bottled it."

"oh, honey. i'm sorry." marcus frowns, taking her hand in his.

he doesn't know what to do

roles are usually reversed because he's the one bottling something (a.k.a his entire formula 2 season)

he takes her to a fifties themed diner, some place nice and quiet

not exactly romantic, but he hopes it might be able to cheer her up

they order burgers, fries and milkshakes, with a basket of onion rings to share

"i used to be an awful person, marcus. i allowed myself to be defined by one thing and i thought that other people didn't like me, so i pushed them away before they got the chance to really get to know me. i thought i was stopping myself from getting hurt, that i was the only person i needed. i wasted so much time being that person, and now that i'm not, i've spent so much time trying to figure out who i actually am. i have days where i regret every single decision that i have ever made. and what if i'm wasting more time now on a major that's not meant for me?"

and marcus is shocked, for the first time in his life, he's speechless

"baby, listen to me. you aren't that girl any more, and you don't have to be, either. it's just one test. i know first hand how much effort you have put into this course. and you are so fucking good at it, princess. you are going to be the best in your field. none of this has been a waste of time, yeah?"

there's a jukebox in the corner, and he knows just what to do

he gets up, puts a quarter in the record machine

and selects a dolly parton song that he knows is going to make y/n laugh

"tumble out of bed, and stumble into the kitchen, pour myself a cup of ambition"

he knows his singing and dancing routine is awful, all shrugged shoulders and foot-shuffling as his glasses slide down his nose

despite everything, she's laughing, her face lighting up as marcus invites her out onto the tile floor to dance with him to '9 to 5'

and how can she be upset around someone as lighthearted and full of love and life as marcus cornelius armstrong?

the song changes to an aerosmith ballad, for the jukebox is only equipped with the classics

and their food is practically forgotten as they sway together in the middle of the diner to 'i don't want to miss a thing'

and for once, she's not worried about her test, or her grades

she knows she's going to be okay in the end

#marcus armstrong x reader #indycar x reader #formula 2 x reader #marcus armstrong #indycar #marcus armstrong imagine

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quitealotofsodapop · 8 months

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[Again its very sappy] Very good, very good, very good!

So, to keep everyone from getting cavities, let's move the stage:

A food court in a shopping mall - because I doubt those were a thing 500 years ago and Mac doesn't want to stay at home all day.

A place with actual food and plenty of people to, ahem, snack on - what more could this monkey want?

And with juicy new future food, well, it seems like a good day, especially this thing called a 'burger'-

"Ehem!"

The glamoured six ears twitch at that, and his head swivels to the source of the sound to see...some human woman? He's not too versed on modern days fashion, but the clothing does look nice, Mac supposes.

The women gave them a look of disgust and pointedly asked at the darker monkey, "Should you be eating that with your weight?"

SWK is ready to go on the defensive (relationship in shambles or not, no bitch will be allowed to run her mouth like that at his Moon! Especially when he's pregnant!), but Mac calmly stands up, keeping eye contact with the woman. Then he grabs the big juicy burger and starts eating it in big bites, ripping with his sharp teeth, while still keeping eye contact. Unflinching and steady.

Whatever bravado the woman had was diminishing faster than a whole orchard of heavenly peaches with SWK in the area.

With the final bite down, Macaque then very widely and very toothily smiled.

Ever seen a rhesus macaque's (the species SWK and Mac are based on) chompers?

Mac used Intimidate! Wild Karen fled for the hills.

SWK meanwhile is 1/3 impressed at Mac's self-control, 1/3 amused at the spectacle, and 1/3 In Full Simp Mode.

Oh my, even separated from the au; Macaque really would be taken aback by how much food is available in the modern world. Like??? China has an infamous history of famine, and I could see Macaque not having a fun time roughing it when FF Mountain was burned. But now theres so much food that there's overabundance??

Wukong and Tang are def the ones that drag him to a food court/hawker centre to try out new dishes. Pigsy grumbled ofc cus; "I would've cooked you some if you asked."

Macaque: "But we have food at home???" Wukong: "I mean yeah, noodles. But have you ever tried street food? Or cheese tea? Or- OH man! You don't even know that Peach chips exist!" Macaque: "I once ate flatbread a man cooked using his own helmet. I stayed away from big cities when I could." :\ Tang, eyes already glazed with hunger: "Brace yourself then."

Cue Macaque having a brief sensory overload of smells (everything smells so good), sight (lots of things to look at), and Sound (so loud). Tang and Wukong are able to ground him enough so he doesn't leap away like a startled cat - noise canceling headphones quickly become Macaque's favorite modern tech. They find themselves a quiet corner of the food court to sample the wares of the modern world.

Macaque is cautious to try anything at first, but immediately gets enthralled by a regular ol' juicy cheeseburger grilling on a skillet - think of the burger thay made in The Menu. Meat, bread, and cheese? One sniff and he is off. It's like Homer taking the first bite of the Ribwich.

The other two are surprised how much he gets into it since he seemed to glance over the more traditional chinese street food places. Macaque is too busy having a religous experience with the first burger to realise that dips, sauces and other stuff can be put on them. They all end up campling outside the nearest McDonDons (anime joke) or local burger joint so Macaque can focus on one type of food for his first culinary expedition.

The a group of women sitting a table over make a catty comment about Macaque "not needing the extra weight" + "what is it with demons eating like that?". Tang is uncomfy cus he isn't sure how Macaque reacts to public rudeness, whilst Wukong is seconds away from going into defensive hero mode. Macaque just finishes his burger, teeth bared, without breaking eye contact with the women making the comments. Rude onlookers are terrifed, Tang is giggling to himself, and Wukong is in full "I love my terrifying mate" mode.

It becomes a ritual of sorts for them to take Macaque out for a new food each week as a bonding experience/enrichment. He ends up enjoying most things he can get his hands on, especially if said thing was originally on Wukong's plate >:) - Wukong complains but is secretly very much adores seeing his mate's more playful side. Macaque also develops a weird craving for cheese tea later in pregnancy for some reason.

Pigsy still proudly holds the title for the best noodles Macaque has ever eaten though.

#the monkey king and the infant #the monkey king and the infant au #lmk shadowpeach au #shadowpeach #pregnancy tw #food tw #lmk au #lmk tang #Sun Wukong and Macaque are MK's parents #lmk tmkati au story events

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viviennevermillion · 2 years

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Going to a mall with him

notes: had this idea for a while. I feel like taking the fae prince who doesn't have much experience with human society to a mall in a big city.

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contains: malleus draconia x gn!reader

warnings: none

Every second thing confuses him.

He has never been in a place with this many humans before, the closest thing would be the Scalding Sands bazaar. Fascinated at how many people there are. A little overwhelmed too. At every corner there are people just going about their daily lives but he doesn't really know what a lot of them are doing.

Stares too much. You have to drag him along by his hand to make sure he doesn't bump into people.

Your first stop is a large ice cream parlor with over 50 different kinds of ice cream. "What is pretzel ice cream? I'm not even sure what a pretzel is", Malleus stares through the glass at the ice cream. You chuckle and tell him then he has to find out. He orders an ice cream cup with the pretzel ice cream, blueberry and something that was just labeled "mystery"

Super hyped when you suggest you could go through the shops for him to try on modern clothing. He tries on everything ranging from leather jackets to colorful shirts to basic t-shirts to suit jackets with interesting patterns. Has never tried high heels before but he's seen Vil use them so he's curious. Almost falls over. "I better put these away again", he chuckles. You wrap a scarf around him and cup his face to give him a kiss.

Wants to sit in the clothing shop for a while just to listen to the music it's playing on the radio

You eventually exit the shop with Malleus. Malleus and his 10 bags full of colorful clothes that he couldn't be separated from. "I'd never get to buy something like this in Briar Valley", he argues, floating the bags with his magic.

He curiously inspects the electronic store and you wrap your arm around his waist to gently guide him away from it. "We're not out for collateral damage today, sunshine", you remember the last time he accidentally zapped his phone with lightning.

Stares at a life-sized lego sculpture of the King of Beasts in the toy store like he's just seen an interdimensional rift. "People made this solely by using these tiny plastic bricks?", he wonders.

He's absolutely fascinated by the escalator. Super happy when you go one or two steps up the escalator to be able to press a kiss to his forehead and his lips. He buries his face in your neck and lets you hold him for a while

Your worst best decision is just letting him run wild in the grocery store. He just throws everything that intrigues him into the cart including waffle cups, a whole mozzarella, sour gummies, the overpriced Bane & Jeremy ice cream, pickled fish, cup noodles, spray cheese and a bag of frozen chicken wings. Comes out of the store just gently taking bites out of his mozzarella and you watch him with a questioning look on your face. "Is something the matter, my dear?", he asks. "No, I'm glad you're having a good time", you smile at him

You stop for dinner at Burger Queen and Malleus is so surprised that they make a meal so fast without using magic. He doesn't know what all the things on the menu are so he just orders based on the pictures. He orders a burger, chicken nuggets and chili cheese fries. Loves it. "I wish they would serve that in the royal palace as well", he sighs.

Is very thankful for this trip and that he could get to know humans and their way of life a bit better

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia x you #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus x y/n #twst malleus #malleus draconia headcanons

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bts-hyperfixation · 7 months

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Tempting Tutelage

A Taehyung x Reader Fanfiction

Summer Madness 9/32 When you begin to fall behind in one of your university courses, you enlist the help of your childhood friend, Kim Taehyung, to help you pass the semester.

Please note the course mentioned is entirely made up and therefore complete and utter bullshit and I entirely lost the plot while writing about it...

“Ooooh Taae Taae.” You sing song.

You catch the man walking out of the university music rooms after band practice. You watch as he glances around for who could possibly be calling like that until his eyes settle on you. He looks completely confused to find you are the owner of the cheerful call, but not unhappy.

“Y/N-ah, you haven’t called me that since we were kids. To what do I owe the pleasure?” He asks, strolling away from his band friends towards you.

It’s true, you stopped calling him TaeTae when you were both eleven. You decided he was too old for that nickname now and he had finally grown into his full name. It had been almost a decade since then. You also hadn’t been quite so close since then, drifting apart into separate social circles as you grew older, pulling you away from one another as is natural with kids. It’s a small miracle that neither of you ended up adjusting your life plans and heading to the same university, although that had more to do with the courses they had on offer than ending up together.

“I need a teensy weency favour.” You say batting your eyelashes.

“How teensy weency?” He asks, eyebrow raised in suspicion.

The last time you had called in a favour involved a first-year party and way too many jello shots.

Although technically your mom had called in that favour when she received a phone call from one of

your coursemates asking for your address. She had sent Taehyung to fetch you. That had been the

first time you had spoken to him since graduation.

You hold your fingers out demonstrating a pinch to show how small the favour was.

“Does it involve holding your hair back or sleeping on the floor in any way?”

You cringe as he teases. He had ended up staying with you all night just to make sure you didn’t choke. You had offered him your bed, you were too attached to the toilet anyway, but he refused. Instead, he kept you company on the bathroom floor, dragging your pillows in to protect you from the cold tile. You thanked every star that night that you forked out for the ensuite.

“It definitely does not.” You confirm.

"Great! Let's go get food and you can tell me more. Your treat of course.”

“Of course.”

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“So what do you need me for exactly?” Taehyung asks, muffled slightly by his food

He has always talked with his mouth full. He shoves more of the burger into his mouth as he

waits for you to explain.

“I’m taking ‘Contemporary Music and its Influence on today’s media landscape’ this semester. And I’m flunking hard. But I happen to know you got one of the highest scores when you took it last semester.”

“I did!” He says proudly. “So you want my notes?”

“No, I want you to tutor me. Just reading the information isn’t helping it to sink in. I think I need someone who is actually interested in the topic, professor Dodd is possibly the least inspiring man I have ever heard.”

“That sounds like more than a small favour.” He points out. “Like multiple hours a week worth of a

favour.”

“I’ll make it worth your while Tae Tae, pretty pretty pretty please help me.”

You fix him with your best puppy dog eyes you can muster, the kind that used to get him to give you the last piece of his candy. Being older there is a chance it looks a lot more desperate than cute, but that can’t be hurting your case.

He deliberates for a while, dramatically umming and ahhing while he finishes his meal. He drags his last fry through the ketchup on his plate and then savours every last chew. You tap your fingers annoyed on the tabletop. At this point his only answer could be yes, he just likes to milk the attention, as always: Band geek/drama nerd/debate club extraordinaire, any club with a spotlight. Any club you never had an interest in.

“Okay, when and where?” He asks, putting you out of your misery.

“My place? Thursday nights?”

“Works for me.”

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The first session is difficult. It is immediately apparent to Taehyung why you are failing. You lack any semblance of focus. Every time he looks down to check his notes your mind has wandered off. You just don’t seem to want to connect with the material at all. You’re either gazing out of the window or trying to change the topic entirely.

The third time he catches you watching the university football team out of the window he hits you around the head with his notepad. Not enough to hurt, just enough to bring your attention back to him. He stands and huffily closes the curtain.

“Why am I even here?” He grumbles, hands on his hips.

It’s rare to see Taehyung annoyed. He still looks the same as when you were kids, pouting more than scolding. It makes you want to laugh but you somewhat successfully stifle it with what you hope is a remorseful look. Judging by the way his nostrils flair, it’s not remorseful enough.

“Seriously Y/N, I’m only here because you said you wanted help, I have much better things to be

doing with my time.”

“I know Tae, I’m really sorry. I just don’t get it. I thought it would be more based on modern music, you know the 00’s and 10’s, not the whole of the last century. It’s just so dull...” You whine.

“Now you’re trying to insult me on purpose, I’m sure of it.” He grasps at imaginary pearls, scandalised. “I don’t think I can teach you.”

“It’s not as if I find all music from before we were born unlistenable, just the stuff Professor Dodd choses.” You say, trying to rescue yourself.

Taehyung looks unconvinced like you are clutching at straws just to save face.

“Right, let me think about it over the weekend, I will find some new music you can use to relate to the course and try to salvage your grade.”

“You’re an angel.” You squeak, leaping up to hug him.

He blushes, the tips of his ears going red and hastily pushes you away.

"Yeah, yeah. whatever. What’s for dinner?" He asks changing the subject.

The following session provides a little more promise. Although it feels a lot more like hanging out and listening to music than it does studying...

Taehyung insisted that each of his carefully crafted music choices was to be listened to in the most authentic way possible. And so your evening began with the two of you laying side by side on his bed listening to a mixtape of his favourite early eighties tracks using a Walkman that looked like it had certainly seen better days.

You each took a headphone and he talked you through each song that played and how it revolutionised music. Admittedly you were more interested in the passion with which he conveyed his thoughts than the music itself, but it did seem to be working. Every few songs (When a cassette side ended and he had to pause and switch) he would quiz you on the information he had just relayed and you were getting a solid 70%.

You found yourselves drifting closer together until your arms were pressed up against each other. You tried not to focus too much on that. Instead, you immerse yourself in the music, and it really starts to feel like you can understand where Taehyung is coming from when he speaks. He hasn’t told you the title of this song yet, but it feels a lot like the drum is beating in time to your heart and it makes your brain go a little fuzzy.

“Y/N?” Taehyung asks, staring at you.

It is clear in the furrow of his brow that he had tried more than once to get your attention. Misconstruing your concentration for daydreaming, he huffs and pulls the earbud away from you.

“Right, when did I lose you?” He asks putting the cassette player back in the drawer in his bedside table.

"You didn’t this time I promise.” You protest.

He just shakes his head, clearly not believing you.

“It doesn’t matter, I think we were lying down for too long anyway.”

He crosses his small dorm and switches on an old record player. The song that starts playing is pretty, something you might hear during a dance scene in a movie like Grease. It doesn’t capture you the

same way the cassette had, but Taehyung does. He starts to sway to the beat, flourishing his arms and clicking in time to the music. He bites his lips and closes his eyes completely taken over by the music as it plays. He carries on until the song begins to blend into the next.

Then his eyes fall open and find you, his hand extended in invitation.

“Care to dance?”

He doesn’t really give you a chance to answer, taking your arm and dragging you to him. He holds you close and starts to sway again, turning you in circles together.

You relax into his hold, slotting yourself into him like a puzzle piece. Your head fits perfectly in the crook of his neck. You would admit, if he were to ask you anything about the songs as they play through you would not be able to answer a single question. You really can’t recall a single thing he has said since he pulled you into his arms.

“Y/N-ah?” his voice is uncharacteristically calm.

You pull back and look into his eyes, a timid blush has spread across his cheeks, one you are sure is mirrored on your own features.

“Yeah?” You ask, pressing against him a little more.

“I... I don’t think I’m really teaching anymore.”

He coughs to break the tension and lets you out of his arms. He hurries back to the record player and almost scratches the disc with how fast he turns it off.

“I think that’s enough for tonight.” He says, gathering your things for you.

You nod a little disappointed. Although he is definitely right, it feels like your brain might explode if you take in any more information. You take your things from his arms and walk out of his room as he opens the door for you.

“What did you want to get for dinner today?” You ask.

“You know what? I’m not that hungry... Rain check?”

“You’ve always been a terrible liar...” His stomach growls as you speak as if to prove your point.

“I just don’t feel like going out for dinner today.” He shrugs. “But bring your wallet next week, I’ll go all out to make up for this week.”

He grins as wide as he can and you decide not to push the issue.

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The following week proves to be far less intimate as you sit on Taehyung’s bed with him across the room messing around with a boom box you could’ve sworn he didn’t own last time.

When he finally has it working he still doesn’t join you on the bed, opting for the rather uncomfortable-looking desk chair. You write notes as he talks you through different cultural impacts.

It feels like he is watching you but every time you glance up he is conveniently looking anywhere but at you. This goes on for almost an hour before you huff impatiently. You find yourself becoming frustrated with the materials again, struggling to make connections between Taehyung’s words and the textbook contents.

He finally meets your gaze, questioning your little outburst.

“I can’t concentrate.” You complain.

“I can see that.”

He gestures down at your notepad where your last few notes were just an incoherent scribble rather than useful information.

“Let's try and make it more interesting...” Taehyung thinks for a moment.

He bites his bottom lip as his brain works through a possible plan. You find your own mind wandering back in time as you watch him nibble on his lip, not unlike how he looked dancing on his own.

Just as your mind is about to venture off into thinking about how attractive Taehyung has grown up to become, he has an aha moment. His face lights up like someone had actually held a lightbulb above his head.

“Let’s play 20 questions! I’ll play a couple of songs, quiz you on them, and then for every answer you get right you can ask me absolutely anything.” He suggests.

“What makes you think I want to know things about you? I already know all about you.” You point out.

“You know a lot about eleven-year-old me, that’s a lot of missing years... Plus I never said they had to be about me. I’m good friends with the football guys you so admire watching out of your window."

You were surprised he brought up the football guys. Mostly because you had completely forgotten about watching their practice instead of listening to Tae, it was mostly just to give you something else to focus on. You are also intrigued by the fact that Taehyung thinks you don’t know that much about him.

“Okay, you’re on.”

He presses play on the boom box again and you try hard to listen to what he is telling you. He asks you five questions. You answer two with what he deems to be a satisfactory answer.

"Okay hit me.” He says.

You think about it for a moment. There are very few things you can think of to ask him. You don’t know what you don’t know after all. You think really hard, but the only thing that comes to mind is prom and you are fairly certain you know what happened there... still it’s a starting point.

“Where were you at the end of prom when your award was announced?”

His eyes widen as if he never thought you’d ask about something so long ago. You were curious though, you had seen him flirting with his date and then they both disappeared, except she came back, but he never did. When his date reappeared she looked a bit dishevelled and people just assumed Taehyung and her had made it somewhere in the school. But that didn’t explain why he never came back if she did.

“You don’t know? I thought my date told the entire school all about that...” He seems genuinely surprised.

You shake your head.

“We had been dating for a couple of months, and we were getting off after prom... I told her some... things... I would like to try in bed and she slapped me and walked away. Decided not to return with the red handprint etched on my face.”

“She hit you?”

This time he shrugged.

“I guess she really wasn’t into what I was in to.”

“What were you in to?” You ask, hanging off the bed, intrigued.

“Nope, that’s question number three, a question you have yet to earn.”

You grumble a little but then let him continue with his lesson. This time you pay better attention, earning yourself three out of five questions.

“So... what were you in to?”

“Wow, don’t even want to start with a filler question? Lead up to that one? No... Okay. Back then I wasn’t into anything that weird I liked to spank my partners, maybe fuck their mouths a little bit. Nothing huge.”

“That seems like a lot for an eighteen-year-old.” You point out but he just shrugs.

“I was a bad judge of what was normal, a lot of weird shit went down at that drama summer camp I did."

“So I take it that wasn’t your first time then?”

“No, no it was not.” He nods.

“But it was hers?”

“Yes, yes it was.” He confirms again.

You open your mouth to ask another question but he holds a hand up to silence you and presses play again. He allows you bonus points on these questions. Racking your total up to six. You really think about it, determined not to waste these questions like you did the last two.

“You said those things in past tense like you aren’t in to them any more. Did you move on to more normal sex or weirder kinks?”

“Well, that really depends on what you think of as weird.”

His answer avoids the question, and he knows it. You’ve wasted another question and he wants you to be more specific.

“What are your kinks Taehyung?” You ask point blank.

“I’m not sure you’re ready for that answer.” He counters.

“That didn’t answer my question.” You pout.

“It did, it just wasn’t the answer you were looking for.” He smiles like he has won the game.

You just pout back, no longer interested in playing his question game if that's how he wants to play.

“Fine, fine. Answer a question for me, that's not about the course material and I will answer your question properly.”

“Promise?”

“I promise... and that counts as a question. You are down to three... Well three and a half I guess.”

“Just ask your question.” You grumble.

“Do you have any kinks?” You search for the joke in his eyes, but all mirth has disappeared as he waits for your answer.

“I... I don’t know.”

“How can you not know?” He asks, shocked.

“You said I had to answer one question and I did. Your turn.”

You stick your tongue out as you beat him at his own game.

“Fine... I have a lot of kinks. Some of my favourites? Praise, spitting, oh and breath control... Can you tell me how you don’t know now?”

“I’ve never really looked into it my last boyfriend was very interested in only carrying out the missionary position and I guess I wasn’t really invested enough to look into other things. The sex was fine, I just thought that’s what sex is supposed to be.”

“Tell me you’re joking...”

“I’m not.”

"Well, that's exceedingly depressing to hear Y/N-ah" His eyes fill with pity.

He finally moves from the desk, sliding on the bed next to you and taking your hands.

You glance down at where he is rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles. Everything suddenly feels a little too hot. You've not even been into detail about your lack of a sex life with your closest friends.

"Maybe we should get back to studying." You say trying to change the topic.

You tug at your hands but Taehyung doesn't release them.

"I can help you with this too... if you want." He says.

You expect him to laugh, to pull away, to show some sign that he is joking. But it never comes.

"You can't be serious. you aren't serious... Are you?"

"I've never been more serious in my life. And you have two questions left."

But he doesn't let you ask another one.

His lips are pressed up against yours, his hand relinquishing your own in favour of winding around your waist. He pushes against you forcing you to lie back on the bed. His tongue flicks against your lips and you allow him past. He explores a little before growing impatient and starting to kiss along your chin and down your throat.

His teeth graze along the column of your throat and his tongue dips into any crevices it finds.

"Taehyung.. shouldn't we talk about this?"

"We will talk about this. In a minute." mumbles against your skin.

He pulls at the collar of your T-shirt to allow himself better access to your skin. He sucks a trail of purpling hickies from your collarbone to your shoulder. He makes a point of biting harder as he reaches the end, leaving you with a distinctive imprint of his teeth.

"Are you going to be a good girl and let me show you how good sex can actually feel?" He makes firm eye contact as he waits for your answer.

The way his personality switches makes you shiver, the little praise making your legs twitch together.

"And how are you going to show me?"

Instead of coming out strong and rebellious like you had hoped, your voice is breathy as if he had literally taken the air from your lungs. You grimace at your attempt making him chuckle. He reaches up to push your hair out of your face, leaving his palm on your cheek.

"I am going to take care of you in a way that's going to have you feeling like a princess while treating you like a whore."

He kisses you again with bruising force, teeth nibbling along your bottom lip. His hand slides from your face to the base of your throat, applying just a little pressure.

"Is this okay?" He asks.

You nod causing his hand to tighten slightly, and again your body tingles under his touch.

"Great, my hand is going to keep getting tighter. It will always be safe but if you want to stop you need to tap on my body three times. You can tap anywhere just do it firmly. Can you do that for me?"

Again you nod.

"Prove it to me, show me you can follow instructions."

You roll your eyes and he taps his hand against your chest as a small punishment. So you oblige, tapping his bicep hard three times in quick succession.

"That's perfect, angel." He squeezes tightly and then removes his hand completely.

He sits up and drags you with him so he can remove your shirt, he discards his own in the process. He kisses you once more and then slips off the bed and onto the floor. You lift your hips as he tugs at your sweats, taking your panties with them.

He licks stripes along each of your thighs stopping an inch shy of your centre.

"Put your hands on my shoulders and squeeze when I do something you like. Don't be afraid to dig your nails in, I like it when it hurts." He winks.

And then his head disappears between your thighs.

His tongue delves deep into your folds, lapping at your hole until it's dripping. Only then does he shuffle his attention up to your clit. In the meantime, your nails bore into his shoulders leaving painful little half-moons behind to match the teeth marks on your own.

The tip of his tongue digs into the centre of your clit, he wiggles it back and forth making your toes curl into his rug. A finger soon joins his endeavour, pushing deep inside before forming come hither motions that turn you to jelly. Still, you keep your hands firmly planted on his shoulders like he said.

"You taste so good, always knew you would." He mumbles into your pussy.

The deep timber of his voice vibrates through you. Tipping you over the edge. Your head falls back and your mouth opens, whines spilling free as he continues to pleasure you through your orgasm.

He eventually pulls away as tears start to form in your eyes. He grabs a condom from his bedside table, shimmying quickly out of his slacks so he can roll the latex on. You lay back onto the bed properly as you wait for him.

When he is ready, he slips in between your legs lining his hips up to yours. He uses one arm to balance leaning on his elbow next to your head as his free hand finds its way back to your throat, squeezing just tight enough to make you gasp.

"Do you remember what I said?" He questions.

You tap his arm three times and he releases your throat.

"That's my good girl, I knew I could get you to learn with the right incentive." He practically purrs. "I'm going to put my hand back now. The further into you I slide my dick, the tighter my hand is going to get okay?"

"Okay." You agree.

He leans in to kiss you, pushing his tongue past your lips as he rubs his hard length along your sensitive folds. The tip nudges against your clit make you cringe from the oversensitivity that still lingered. And then without much warning, he begins to slide in, his hand tightening in unison as promised.

Your head starts to swim as he bottoms out. But the feeling doesn't scare you like maybe it should. You trust Taehyung. The pressure releases as he pulls back, his hand squeezes in time with each thrust, giving you just enough time to draw breath before he cuts you off each time.

"Your pussy squeezes so deliciously whenever I do this." He emphasises by pressing tighter on your windpipe.

You manage a strangled moan in response and his hand pulls away. You whimper at the loss but he just chuckles.

"I want to hear you now angel, we can have more fun with breath control another day."

With both hands available to keep his balance, he thrusts harder, going deeper with each motion. He moans in your ear as he leans in closer letting you know exactly how you're making him feel. As his pace becomes more erratic he becomes more vocal.

"You make me so hard baby." He cries, hips stuttering a little. "You're so wet. Touch yourself for me."

You do as you're told, sliding a hand in between the two of you. He siver as your knuckles brush against his happy trail. You draw sloppy figures of eights around your clit, struggling to keep a steady motion as Taehyung whines, nearing his own end.

You clamp down around him as you tip into a second orgasm, taking him over the edge with you. He rolls over to avoid putting his weight and brings you into his arms instead.

"I've waited forever for this." He sighs, kissing the top of your head.

"No, you have not." You shake your head, assuming it's just another of his exaggerations.

"Yes, I have. It's always been you... I really thought I had missed my chance a long time ago." He confessed.

You sit with the new information for a while. Taehyung seems completely content to sit there holding you, not really caring for a response but you give one anyway.

"I always thought you'd be my first you know... back when we were 14 just before we drifted apart..." You whisper, more into the air at him.

"I was just starting to give up on my crush around then.." His chuckle is humourless.

"I think this has worked out better. We've had time to become our own people." You muse.

"Yeah, maybe you're right. But now that I've had you, I have no intention of letting you go again."

He pulls you tighter into his embrace and you return the affection wrapping your ars around him too.

Notes:

This request asked for a spit kink but sadly I couldn't quite fit it in with the theme. Also, they asked for a shy Tae and apparently my brain says no, no shy Taes... Sorry

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baby-alien11 · 8 months

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Return to Riverdale High (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

(this happens before the SAG-AFTRA strike, the WAG strike started during the filming of the last episode of Riverdale)

taglist: @volturi-girl-imagines @dessxoxsworld @aonungsgirlfriend @ethanlandryluver @wenvierismycomfort @aliciacat20 @gabbylovesreading @nikfigueiredo

Riverdale was ending, that was a fact that was a bit heartbreaking to you because of all the time you spend in there while growing and the bond you made with the cast

So when Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa invited you to go to the last days of filming, and give everyone a surprise you were already doing your luggage and asking Jack if he wanted to go with you, which he accepted

That's how both of you ended up in a flight to Vancouver and on the road to the set

"Look, there's Pop's", you exclaimed pointing at the place through the car window

"It looks better in person", Jack commented

"Just wait until you eat the burgers and the milkshakes", you smiled with excitement at what he intervined your hands

Thanks to knowing that everyone was at their trailers or hair and make up station, the car stopped in the parking lot where Roberto was waiting for your arrival with Mädchen by his side

"My little girl", Mädchen exclaimed hugging you the moment both of you stepped out of the car, "I missed you so much"

"Auntie Mädchen, I missed you too", you responded hugging her, "I'm so happy to see you"

"I needed someone else to to keep the secret, that's why I told her", Roberto explained hugging you next, "We're so happy you're back"

"I'm happy to be back", you smiled separating from the hug, "This is my boyfriend, Jack"

"Hi, nice to meet you", Jack greeted both of the adults with hugs

"Nice to meet you too", Roberto said, "You were awesome in Avatar and Scream"

"Thanks"

"Okay, they are going to be in their trailers and eating breakfast for a while, so how about we have a little tour around set?", Roberto proposed

With both of you agreeing and Mädchen returning to her trailer to keep preparing for the filming, the tour started around the sets where you used to spend time that now where done as if they were in the 50's

"Are they going to be stuck in the 50's forever?", you asked while walking around the school set

"Just watch the season", Roberto responded, "I won't say any spoilers"

You were about to complain, but Roberto was called to check some things so he left both of you

"Welcome to Riverdale", you exclaimed resuming the walk, "On the left we have an unsolved murder, on the right the Blackhood, the Gargoyle King likes to hang out in the bathrooms with the Farm, the creepy VHS stalking everyone are in the AV club, the town fortunately is no longer under a criminal mayor, but everyone got powers and ended up in an alternate reality, but returned and a meteorite was about to destroy the town thanks to Percival Pickens but Cheryl saved everyone sending them to the 50's, and we had two crossovers with Sabrina"

"That was the best resume of all the seasons I've ever heard", Jack joked

"And I didn't count all the subplots", you said, "Come on, I'll show you the school"

With your hands intervined, the tour continued, stopping first in the students lounge

"While everyone was filming at the classrooms, I liked to spend my time in here", you spoke leaning against a couch, "If the school gave summer homework or readings, I'll do it here or just take a nap, and grabbing snacks from the machine"

"Wait, can we grab some?", Jack asked with excitement

"Of course we can!", you exclaimed walking to the false machine, "And the best part is that we don't have to spend a single cent"

Finishing the sentence, you openned the utilery machine to start grabbing some snacks from the back in case they film something later in the lounge

While grabbing the snacks, both of you didn't notice the person at entrance of the space

"Don't tell me you only came back to grab free snacks?"

Hearing that sentence made both of you jump of surprise and look at the entrance to see who talked

"Big brother!", you screamed leaving every item you grab to run towards Cole to hug him

"Hey, lil'sis", Cole smiled hugging you back

The hug lasted a few minutes during which Jack took a small video of the rencounter

"How did you knew we were in here?", you asked when the hug ended

"I didn't, we have to rehearse a scene to film later", Cole responded looking behind you, "The boyfriend"

"That would be me", Jack laughed a little nervous, "Hi, I'm Jack"

"Just hug me, we've been wanting to meet you since we knew about both of you", Cole smiled oppening his arms

Still laughing, Jack aproached him to share a hug that increased your smile even more

"What are you doing here?", Cole asked when the hug ended

"Roberto called me to say that this are the last days of filming and wanted me to come, I invited Jack, and here we are", you explained

"I have an idea, just smile or do something fun", Cole said

Smiling with fun, both of you went to the machine to keep getting some snacks, but this time looking at the camera as Cole took his phone to take a picture, and send it to the groupchat

"Now we wait until they come", Cole said again

During the minutes passed between the photo taken, the three of you sat in the couches to talk, until numerous fast steps were heard from the halls until they stopped at the entrance

"All of you look good in the 50's aesthetic", was the first thing you said standing up from the couch

"My sweet summer baby", Madelaine exclaimed

Almost tackling you, you were engulfed in a group hug between greetings and yellings, while Jack decided to take some photos and videos of the encounter

"Guys, I love you all, but I can't breathe", you spoke in a small voice

Hearing that, all of them were quick to break the hug only to start with individual hugs from everyone

"Let me see the tattoo", Vanessa softly sang at what you responded giving her your left hand

"It's so beautiful", Camila commented

"Did it hurt?", KJ asked

"Dude, you have a bunch of tattoos and asking if this small one hurt?", you joked, "Kinda hurt, but Jack was holding my other hand during the process"

Paying attention to that last phrase, everyone was fast to turn their attention to Jack who was standing next to Cole

"Hi", Jack greeted, "Y/N has told me so many stories about all of you, it's nice to finally meet you all"

At the instant he finished the phrase, everyone was sure that you made the right decision by choosing him and started a conversation with both of you until the production team started to arrive to start filming

"Before we start filming, I'm sure you all already saw our guests, but in the name of all the crew, I'd like to welcome Y/N and Jack to our set", Roberto spoke causing everyone to clap and cheer, "They are going to be with us during this last days of filming, and because of that we would like to ask you both to do a cameo in the last scene of Pop's"

"Yes", you were quick to scream with happiness

"I need to tell my agent first", Jack said

"Okay, we'll start to prepare to film this meanwhile", Roberto nodded

While everyone got into their positions to film, you and Jack walked to behind the cameras to sit in the high chairs, at the time that your boyfriend called his agent to talk about the cameo

"They told me I can", Jack said after a few minutes call

"This is great", you smiled taking his hand

Earlier that day, specifically after a recess in filming and before both of you went to the cosume design department, a casual home-made dinner in Madelaine apartment was organized to keep up with the lost time

So, while everyone stayed to keep filming, you and Jack decided to go buy the things to make his mom's spaguetti to share with the others, and thanks to be in the same building as the others, the cooking was relaxed and playful

When the spaguetti was done, and everyone was already there, both of you change into comfortable clothes, you put your eras tour beige hoodie and black leggings with black crocs, while Jack put a red hoodie with dark grey sweatpants and adidas slippers and took the spaguetti to start the way towards the apartment

"This is going to be fun", you said while walking

"Do I have to expect an interrogatory?", Jack joked carrying the container with the food

"Maybe, and if they start to tell embarrasing stories about me just ignore it, we've had enough with dad telling the internet that we threw up in our first date"

Laughing because of that memorie at the early stages of your relationship, both of you continued walking until the door of the apartment came into view

"Mads, we are here!", you yelled without knocking the door

"It's open!", Casey yelled in response

Thanks to that answer, you were quick to open the door to see everyone gathered around the kitchen and dinning room preparing everything

"Guys, we told you that you didn't had to bring anything", Drew said the moment he saw the container

"We know, but we didn't wanted to come with empty hands", you replied

"We made my mom's spaguetti", Jack spoke leaving the spaguetti on the table

"Smells amazing", Charles commented

" It tastes even better", you spoke, "Trust me"

Once all the food was setled at the table, everyone took a seat to start eating

"Well, everyone in here knows this, but still isn't public", Casey spoke, "Finishing Riverdale, I'm going to New York, to start rehearsing for a Broadway show, I was chosen to be Christian in Moulin Rouge starting in august"

"Congratulations", you exclaimed with happiness, "That is such an amazing role"

"That is awesome, congratulations", Jack said sitting next to you

"So, Jack, tell us about you", Camila talked while everyone started to grab food

'Not the interrogatory', you though taking a sip of your drink

"Well, I grew up in Virginia with a single mother who encouraged me to start acting, and started in small things, then I auditioned for Avatar, which I'm fortunate to be casted, but before I got a small role in Avengers: Endgame, I was the kid in the bike", Jack responded, "Then I spend two years in LA and another two in New Zealand filming Avatar two, three and a little of the fourth one, then I filmed Retribution with Liam Neeson, then Scream VI, Freaky Tales and recently Everything's gonna be great"

"You have a great resume", KJ said, "As a someone from New Zealand, you're one of us now"

"Thanks, I apreciate that", Jack nodded, "It's a beautiful country"

"How was filming Avatar?", Erin asked

"It was fun and a great experience, I had to learn freediving and scuba diving for the underwater scenes, learn the na'vi language, work hard at the gym, film everything twice, but it was awesome"

"Why twice?", Charles questioned

"Once with the motion capture suit with the cast and another with crew people in blue suits and with a small escenography, the hardest one was when the recoms capture the Sully kids and Spider, and then they scape, but Spider is kinda hit by an explosion and ends up rolling down in a small clif, behind the scenes, I was hit by someone to make it in the most realistic way posible"

"There's a clip of that", you intervined, "It seemed painful"

"Almost as painful to watch Neteyam's dead four times?", Jack joked

"Don't start on that, you know it makes me sad", you replied

"Oh, and I was homeschooled", Jack remembered

"So you didn't experience the epic highs and lows of high school football", KJ said refering to one of his character phrases

"Please tell me you didn't just said that", you begged covering your face with your hands

"I did", KJ nodded with pride

"For context, Archie said that when he was in jail during season three", Cole explained

"And, how did the relation started?", Madelaine asked smiling

"Well, it was at the beggining of the production of Scream VI, in the day that a welcome party to reunite and know each other was done", you started, "Dad and I arrived when everyone was in the terrace, we said a general 'hi' and then he sat in aparently the only seat left leaving me standing, but Melissa said, 'there's a space next to Jack', and I turned around to see this curly haired guy smiling shyly, and I sat next to him"

"Then we started talking and the rest is history", Jack continued, "The night of the Halloween party shooting, which was one of the first parts we filmed, I asked her for a date and in the same weekend we went to an amusment park, and we started dating at the wrap party"

"I remember Skeet, around season one or two, once saying and I quote 'the guy or girl that wants to date my little girl has to be enough for her and I had to aprove them'", Cole remembered, "How did you achieve that?"

"I think it was when I asked him for advice on my ghostface performance", Jack answered, "They told me that I was going to be ghostface were Liana and I saw that we had a new costume fitting scheduled, and that's when they told us and give us the scripts with the third act, so first I told my mom, and then I went to him and literally told him 'I'm ghostface, can you help me to be one?', and he help me to build the ghostface part of Ethan"

"The best part is that I didn't knew anything until I saw the movie in march", you said, "I just went to set one day to film my cameo and never went again"

"Big difference between your time here", Lili joked

"That's because dad didn't let me watch the series until I was fifteen", you laughed

"He didn't let you watch it but he did let you learn the coreographies, help with some make up, do cameos and hang up with us", Vanessa pointed, "That's a lot better"

"Definitely", you nodded

"Don't forget when you almost played Jellybean", Drew reminded

"I did everything, camera and costume testing, hair and make up, chemistry test", you said, "But it was fun, and at the end, Trinity did a great job"

"Speaking of fun, we have a surprise for you", Madelaine sang standing with Vanessa, "Just wait a second"

Smiling in excitement, you stayed in your chair while helping to clear the table a little, until the two girls apeared with a white heart cake surprising you

"This is a gift for your three last birthdays", Madelaine said leaving the cake in front of you

"We literally bought everything after ending filming and prepare it the moment we arrive", Charles explained

"We made it almost exactly the same as the one in the 'Blank Space' video", Vanessa pointed

"This is awesome", you exclaimed, "Thank you so much, thank god that I decided to use my eras tour sweatshirt"

"And our miss americana and heartbreak prince bracelets", Jack reminded

The moment you stand up and the candles were lighten up, everyone started to sing 'happy birthday' and film the moment until they finish singing and you blew the candles

"Now, stab it", Camila said giving you the knife

"This is even better", you smiled taking it in your hands before turning to look at your boyfriend, "Any advice on how to do this?"

"Hold firmly the knife and have fun", Jack responded rolling your sleeves so they don't get any cake on them

Using that advice, you held the knife with one hand while the other was on the table to give the cake the first stab revealing the strawberry jam under the white frosting, stabing it four more times until you stopped feeling some of the straberry jam in your face

"This is fun", you laughed leaving the knife on the table

The next day, while everyone was filming, you and Jack went to the costume department to get the clothes for the cameo that would be filmed that night before going to hair and make up to prepare

"I know you just end filming an 80's movie, but you should be in a 50's one", you said to Jack while waiting for the team to arrive, "You look so good in that outfit, babe"

"You look even better, gorgeous", Jack responded making you blush, "And with the writers strike starting, we're going to have a lot of free time"

"Honestly, good for them, they're the ones that hold the series or movies, they deserve better payment and laboral conditions", you pointed

A few minutes later, the hair and make up team arrived greeting you both -especially you since they knew you since you were twelve- to start doing the styling to complete the look for the cameo, including covering your tattoo

Once the styling was done about two hours later, they guide both of you to a trailer to let Roberto know that both of you were ready, and wait until someone go get you to film

"We look amazing", you said while looking at the white off shoulder short sleeve top with the mint green skirt and your hair in small waves with a mint colored headband and your make up according to the decade

"I'm really vibing with this outfit", Jack agreed, he was using a white t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans with the Riverdale High letterman jacket, his hair was in his curly state but styled like in the decade

Using the time until filming, both of you decided to take photos with the outfits and also tik toks that were saved in both of your drafts

And noticing that they were going to take a little longer to call you to film, both of you decided to call both of your parents, starting with his mom

"Hey mom", Jack greeted focusing both of your faces

"Hi my love, hi angel", Anna greeted with happiness, "How's it going? Are you having fun?"

"Lots, they are super nice and welcoming", Jack responded

"It's been nice to see almost everyone of them and being on set after three years", you said

"I'm glad to hear that", Anna smiled

"And we're not only making a visit, beacuse we are doing a cameo also", you exclaimed

Positioning the phone against the vanity mirror, both of you walked a few steps to show the costumes

"You look amazing", Anna exclaimed already taking screenshots of the call, "Do some poses, I want to have photos of this"

Listening to her indication, both of you did it with poses that showcased the costumes individually and couple ones

"Are you going to film right now?"

"Yeah, we are waiting until they come to get us", Jack nodded, "We are in the last scene of Pops"

"The best place in Riverdale", you continued making sure your hair was still perfect

"Please take photos of both of you there to add to the album", Anna asked

"We took some since we arrived", you said, "Want me to send them to you?"

"That would be fantastic, thank you angel", Anna thanked you, "By the way, Jack, the other day I was walking Butters and he jumped on a dog four size bigger, both pets are okay, it was just the scare"

After sending her most of the photos and talking a while to her, the call ended, and almost inmediatly, you were calling your dad

"Hi dad", you greeted

"Hello, how's everything in Riverdale?"

"Crazy as always", you joked, "Everyone misses the serpent king leading the gang and protecting the town"

"Good thing the serpent princess and prince are there"

"Did you just call me serpent prince?", Jack asked with surprise

"You earned it, kid", Skeet simplified noticing the styling of the hair of both of you, "You are doing a cameo, don't you?"

"How did you know?", you asked, "Did somebody told you? It was Mädchen?"

"I knew by the way both of you are hairstyled", Skeet laughed, "Let me see you in costumes"

Listening to him, both of you did the same as the previous call taking a few steps back to show the whole outfits

"You look awesome", Skeet complimented, "Kinda wants me to go back there"

"There's still time, tomorrow is the official last day of filming", you said a little sad

"Even if I wanted, I can't because I'm taking care of the orange furr ball", proving his point, he moved the phone to focus on Tatum who was playing with an ikran plushie in her cat tower flower on the living room

"Look at my baby", you exclaimed, "She's so cute"

"Your brother was here yesterday, she scratched him in the arm", Skeet said making both of you laugh a little, "He said he prefers Naiia's cat, Ivy"

"I can just imagine Megan's face when he returned and saw his arm", you laughed, "And Tatum and Ivy are best friends, so he has to love them both"

"Tell him that the next time you see him or spoke to him", Skeet joked, "Hey, I got a convention on Denver by the start of july, it's only saturday and sunday, want to come?"

"Dad, you know I would never decline going to one"

"Okay", Skeet nodded, "Jack?"

"Sure, it sounds fun"

"Perfect, I'll tell the organization that you're coming with me", Skeet nodded, "Hey kids, I've got to go but good luck filming and send me photos of both of you on set, please"

"We will, and I'll send you some of the ones we already have", you nodded

Saying goodbyes to Skeet and hanging up the call, Jack and you looked at each other

"Our cats are unhinged", Jack commented

"Totally", you agreeded

A few moments later, two members of production came to the trailer to led both of you to the set who was empty with only the cameras on place

"Welcome to Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe", you said while walking around the place, "This is the Riverdale icon, numerous people tried to destroy it but they couldn't because there's no Riverdale without Pop's"

"Feels like going back to the fifty's decade", Jack pointed looking around the place, "I feel if they did it in real life it would be a success"

"I always think about that, but without the tragedies", you laughed walking to the booths, "This was my usual spot or the bar when filming, my usual order was a cheeseburger with fries and a chocolate milkshake, even thought this wasn't a real restaurant"

Sensing that you were starting to feel sad and nostalgic, Jack inmediatly aproached to hug you and leave a kiss on your forehead being careful of not ruining the hair, while you circled his waist with your arms

And just like yesterday, both of you didn't notice someone arriving at the place until the click of multiple cameras was heard making both of you turn around to see everyone with their phones -or camera on Cole's case- out to keep the moment

"We're sorry for interrupting, but this was so cute", Camila justified

"That's okay", you sighed, "I was just telling Jack a little about this place"

"So many good memories", Casey nodded, "It's truly the end of an era"

"Where is my unofficial kid? I need to see Y/N and Jack in their costumes", Mädchen exclaimed entering the place stopping when she was in front of both of you, "Oh, I'm going to cry, both of you look incredible"

Waisting no time, Mädchen to hug both of you while the others just watched and took photos of the moment

While the cameras started to be prepared to film, Cole decided to take some photos of everyone with his professional camera

"Guys, it's time to start the blocking for the last scene in Pop's", Roberto anounced causing applauses for everyone, "We'll do a small rehearsal and then we'll start filming"

While everyone started to get in their positions for the scene, Roberto aproached both of you

"Guys, you are going to be sitting in the booth next to KJ, Camila, Lili and Cole", Roberto instructed, "Jack, you enter first because your taller than Y/N", listening to the instruction, Jack was the first to sit and then you in the same side, "Perfect, just like that, when Betty enters the place she's going to meet first with Kevin, Reggie, Fangs, Midge and Pop, then she's walking to this side, mets with Cheryl and Toni, she's going to wave at you before sitting with Archie, Veronica and Jughead, it's easy, we'll bring you a milkshake with two straws in a moment, got it?", in response, both of you nodded, "Good"

Once Roberto leave to make sure everything was good with the cameras, Jack took his phone out to take some photos of both of you and the place

"Y/N, Jack, what's your favorite episode and character of the series?", Camila asked with her phone pointing at both of you

"The Midnight Club and Nana Rose", you responded

"Judgment Night/The Locked Room and Pop Tate", Jack continued

"And I want Choni to be together forever", you added

"Say it louder baby Ulrich", Vanessa yelled before turning to speak to Madelaine in a low voice, "She's going to love the finale"

"And cry a lot", Madelaine nodded

A few moments later, a crew member arrived to leave milkshakes on all the tables for the scene, which you end up with a chocolate one with two straws, and also a comic of Archie

"This looks delicious", Jack commented looking at the glass

"They are, come on, take the first sip"

Trusting in your words, Jack leaned to take a sip of the milkshake surprising himself for the taste

"This is really good", Jack exclaimed, "I can say that this is the best milkshake I've ever tasted"

"I told you so", you smiled, "After this ones, it's hard to find another better, believe me I tried"

"Well, we can try to recreate them when we came back", Jack tried to cheer you up at the same time that he intervined both of your hands above the table at what you rested your head on his shoulder

"Everyone, we start filming in five!", Roberto screamed while hair and make up people continued to end some details, "Remeber to hide your phones and to put them in silent mode, or give them to someone to guard them while we film"

During the next minutes, the filming started following the scene that was described in the script with a few pauses to change camera angles for all the scenes

"And cut!", Roberto anounced, "Ladies and gentleman, that is a wrap for Alvin Sanders, Y/N Ulrich and Jack Champion"

Between applauses, the three of you went to the center of the dinner to hug each other and smile at everyone around

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yn.ulrich dear sweet old Riverdale, I thought saying goodbye to you three years ago was hard, but coming back this time was harder than I expected knowing this was the last time

I can speak for my dad and my siblings, when I say that we are greatful for let us be part of this big, amazing and talented family

Thank you for letting dad bring me to the set, because I had the pleasure of meeting incredible people and grow up there, and discover my love for VFX make up (and having the inspiration for my first tattoo), I arrived with only two siblings and ended up with more older siblings and uncles

Thank you for letting me came back one last time and bring someone special for one last milkshake

Until we meet again, Riverdale...

jackchampion it was amazing being there, even if it was only for a short time, serpent princess

› yn.ulrich i'm glad we had the oportunity to share a last cameo on set, serpent prince

user481 SHE CAME BACK AND BROUGHT JACK WITH HER

skeetulrich once a serpent, always a serpent

writerras we're glad to have you on set again

user905 my girl is succeeding in everything

› user7201 that's queen

camimendes so happy that we had one last scene

amenahsoares gorgeous words from a gorgeous girl

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hi i found your blog today and i loved your imagines, i was wondering if you can make one that the reader is feeling sad and distressed (there is no specific reason) and jj will comfort her 🙃

𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 - 𝐣𝐣𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 after so many constant pushes of life itself, the reader breaks down and only one person is able to truly calm her down

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 swearing, drugs, underage drinking, mentions of sex, mental burnout, lots of things lmao

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𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 i am backkk!! got back into my obx obsession since season 3 is coming and decided to get some requests done :)

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“I'm so sorry sir,” You sighed heavily as the older man eyed you down angrily. “I'll fix that up right now for you.”

You gave him a weak smile and pulled away his food. You weren't going to argue with him because although the older man would deny it, he did in fact order his fries on a separate plate from his burger. But the face of confusion that slowly shifted into rage after you had set down his food immediately made you realize this was not going to be a pleasant customer.

You made your way to the kitchen counter and asked Mike Carrera if he could transfer the fries to the plate of the burger since he was the only one available in the kitchen. As you wait, you take in what the wreck looked like.

People were flooding in and out of the restaurant. Loud chattering and movement was heard all throughout. You watched the servers rush back and forth, from table to table and customer to customer. The wreck was heavily understaffed and for the amount of people you were all attending, three servers, being you, Kiara and the newest member was clearly not enough.

The bell rang behind you, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. Automatically you thanked Mike and took the food over to the table in a hurry.

“Here you go Sir,” You offered him a smile as you put the plate down onto the table. He inspected the plate thoroughly and soon shook his head.

“This isn't the same burger.” His low gravel-like voice called out. Your body tensed as you strained a smile.

“Oh no, we didn't change the food sir, we just added the fries on the order like you-”

“I'm telling you, this isn't the same.” He huffed loudly. You felt your body strain as you sucked in a breath.

“Sir, I can assure you-”

“Don't patronize me little girl, I'm sick of this. This place can't even offer good food yet alone a server who isnt as incompetent as you are.” He said as he got up. You suddenly felt small. He slammed a dollar bill on the table in front of you, causing you to flinch as you opened your mouth to speak. The exhaustion in your body prevented you from protesting as he left the place grumpily.

You let out a deep sigh and sat down at the table. Your ankles were pulsating, your head was throbbing, your eyes burned. Everything and anything hurt. You rubbed your eyes and then placed your chin into the palm of your hand as you stared down at the dollar bill. You then shoved a fry into your mouth.

You were too mentally exhausted to overthink how you had just been treated. Many men and women had walked in and out of the wreck these past weeks with the same attitude and being such a push over when it came to serving, you were the one who had to take in all of the shit they threw at you. You know Kiara flipped them off most of the time, but you felt some moral obligation to submit to their insults because they did pay your tips.

Speaking of, the dollar tip the man had just left was what you were counting on to buy JJ his present for his birthday tomorrow. The tips you were paid these past two weeks wasn't nearly enough to get him something. The frustration of wanting to get him what he deserved but not being able to was becoming unbearable.

‘I'll just use my savings,’ You thought.

These past weeks caused your body to now go into survival mode. You were running on nothing but coffee and a single french fry so far. You were working two jobs, one of them with a 7 to 12 hour shift, depending on the day. You were acing all your tests but at the cost of countless sleepless nights. You were out helping John B and JJ survive on their own at the Chateau by making them week's worth of dinners and lunches ensuring that they wouldn't starve. On top of that, you had to pay your own rent and food, which was at the bottom of your priorities right now, but it was still nagging at you in the back of your mind.

Your body couldn't take it anymore. You were burnt out. Mentally and physically. All you could do was fantasize about slipping your shoes off and crying all of this week's and last's stress into your pillow when you got back home tonight. You also had to deal with the stress of getting JJ a good birthday present.

“Y/N, food isn't going to serve itself!” You heard someone shout from the kitchen. You groaned and whined quietly as you forced your small feet back into action.

“Y/N!” Kiara called over. You took a deep breath. All of the exhaustion also led you to be extremely irritable, so being called around was beginning to get on your nerves. But you contained yourself, like always.

“Hm?” You hummed softly, turning towards your friend. She smiled at you. She looked good. Not so much like a living corpse. The glow in her face was something you took notice of. That's the paradise of having Kook parents, you assumed.

“We're going over to the Chateau after our shift, do you want to come?”

You pursed your lips. With all the stress, you realized you had begun pulling away from friend group activities but not because you didn't want to be there but because you didn't have any time or energy to do so.

“I don't know..” You sighed. You shifted back and forth on your heels. “I have a lot of things to get done tonight.”

“Come on,” Kiara nudged your shoulder with her fist, which only strained your smile. “We're gonna have a small bonfire with the guys, maybe a few beers here and there…”

Her voice trailed off as she smiled at you widely trying to convince you. Were the bags under your eyes and the messy hair not enough for her to realize you were utterly exhausted?

“I don't think I can make it Kie,” You rubbed the back of your neck as Kiara deadpanned at you. “I have to buy JJ his present and then I have to get some math homework done, I also have to reschedule my shift from-”

“You work too hard dude,” She placed her hands on your shoulders and shook you back and forth. “Maybe just let loose a little? For tonight?”

You felt your ankles pulsate once more. A break would be nice, and you knew that for a fact, but you couldn't let yourself stop. If you stopped, you were going to collapse, and you needed to get everything done.

“Drink for me tonight will you?” You flicked her cheek which she protested at. “And don't let John B pull the same shit he did last time.”

You pulled out your notepad to take orders and pushed past Kiara who sighed deeply. Your friends noticed your absence, but they also knew how much of a perfectionist you were. You were always off running errands or getting something done, which is why they weren't completely concerned. They usually just teased you for always being on edge and with something to get finished.

You ran as fast as you could towards the deck where your friends were waiting for you. You had gotten about 3 hours of sleep last night finishing math and physics homework before having to run out at 7am to babysit one of the kids you were responsible for. The job finished before lunch since you had to be at the deck where the HMS Pogue took off from.

JJ stated that all he wanted for his birthday was to spend the day on the small boat, ‘drinking beers, smoking blunts and spending time with his favorite dumbasses’. If there was anything JJ wasn't, it was complicated, so everyone agreed to his birthday wish. You did however offer to cook dinner and a cake at the end of the day, which no one complained to.

You were running a bit late which is why you were running as fast as you were, shooting a few clumsy and panicked sorrys at people who told you to watch it after nearly crashing into them.

John B saw you first. “Took you long enough!”

“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” You fumbled as you wasted no time on tossing your bag into the boat and jumping in, nearly slipping. Once on the boat, you leaned over trying to catch your breath. “I’m here-”

Pope and John B eyed you as you took in a few staggered breaths. Kiara came up behind you and rubbed your back. “There she is.”

“Hey guys,” You gave them all a clumsy smile. Sarah was walking towards the boat with JJ by her side and a big cooler in hand. When you locked eyes with JJ you smiled. His face lit up at the sight of you since you hadn't seen him for about three days due to how much work you had been doing.

“Y/N!” Sarah smiled widely as she quickly made her way onto the boat and attacked you in a bear hug. You let out a small huff of air due to the impact and quickly hugged her back.

“Hey S,” You rubbed her back and sighed. You missed this, missed spending time with them. She pulled away, giving you a soft peck on the cheek.

“Back off blondie, its my turn,” JJ interrupted, pushing Sarah to the side. He crouched down slightly to wrap his arms around your waist and lifted you up, hugging you as tight as possible. You let out a strain of giggles, burying your head in his neck and hugging him just as tightly as he spun you around.

Once he put you down, you looked up at him as he tucked a stray hair behind your ear. “Happy birthday Jay,”

He hummed softly and cupped your cheeks, pecking you on the lips softly. The kiss was gentle but needy and the grasp he had on you was firm. You hummed before John B started fake gagging.

“I think, fuck, I think im gonna-” He said between gags as you pulled away and rolled your eyes.

“Listen, I haven't seen my girlfriend in three days,” JJ pointed a warning finger at him. “Let me live.”

“Oh the horror!” Kiara gasped sarcastically.

“I know, I feel deprived and neglected.” He said, moving behind you and hugging you from behind, setting his head on your shoulder.

“Yeah, you have been MIA recently,” John B interjected. “You aren't getting tired of us are you?”

You tensed. Did they really think that? He said it in a teasing manner, but maybe, there was truth hidden behind it..? Did they feel like you didn't want to hang around them anymore? Did Kiara say something that maybe sounded like you were avoiding them?

“What? No.” You came off more defensive than you would have liked. “I've just been busy.” Pope shot you an odd look. You swallowed the thick anxiety that pooled in the bottom of your stomach.

“Anyways,” You said, taking in a deep breath of air. “Are we gonna stay here all day or…”

JJ tightened his grip on your waist. “I mean I'm not complaining.”

“Yeah, no.” John B turned around and got behind the boat's engine, getting ready to take off. Kiara and Pope grabbed the cooler and began unpacking the food and drinks from the inside as John B left the deck area.

You turned to JJ, feeling the soft rumbling of the engine beneath your feet. His arms rested on your hips as he hooked his thumbs in the fabric of your pockets. He looked down at you and you began smiling.

“What's that look for?” You asked, suddenly intimidated by his stare.

“I just forgot how it felt to look at your pretty face,” He teased, kissing your cheek. You slapped his chest gently and looked at him in shock

“It took you three days to forget!?” You placed your hand on your chest. “I'm offended.”

“The joints I've been smoking were just too good,” He looked up. “Made me forget all about ya’”

“You are so not getting any of the stuff I planned for you today,” You crossed your arms and his face fell.

“Did I say forget? I meant temporary amnesia,” He said, shifting on his feet. “Tell me.”

“Go smoke a joint, maybe it'll help you forget I ever said anything.” You responded. He suddenly crouched down and grabbed you, throwing you over his shoulder with ease. You were much smaller than him after all.

Your screams and laughter filled the air as JJ carefully moved closer to the edge of the boat. You gripped at his back as he pulled you close to the edge. The boat was still moving towards your destination which caused you to panic slightly thinking he'd toss you over.

“JJ Maybank, don't you dare.” You warned. He kept moving towards the edge which caused you to continue to squirm. You felt your heart swell up with joy. God, you haven't been this happy in a while. You then grabbed the hair that sat at the nape of his neck and began to pull on it.

“Ow, ow, ow!” His body tensed as he pulled away from the edge and immediately let you down, but your fingers remained tugging on the small blonde hair.

“What do you say?”

“Please, please-” You let him go and he sighed dramatically. He glared at you while rubbing the back of his neck but all you could do was smirk back. “That hurts.”

“Thought you were into that shit.”

“Different context babe,”

“Okay, ew.” You furrow your brows as your cheeks heat up slightly. JJ reached over and took you by the hand, pulling you closer. You smiled up at him and leaned in, kissing him softly.

You missed his touch, and how it made you feel. Being with JJ somehow made you forget about all the responsibilities you had been tossing onto your plate these past weeks, and by not being able to take any breaks, you were in need of the distraction your boyfriend provided.

He pulled away and reached for the cap that laid on his head. He placed it backward on your head and tucked the small baby hairs behind your ears as he looked down at you in admiration.

“I missed this,” You confessed softly.

“Hmm,” He pecked your lips once more. “So did I.”

The boat stopped moving suddenly and you turned to John B who announced the arrival to your usual spot. Sarah and Kiara headed straight for the beer as they began tossing everyone a can. Before JJ was able to make his way over you grabbed his hand and whispered.

“Your present is back at the Chateau, i'll give it to you tonight.” He turned and gave you a look while you just smiled back innocently.

JJ made his way over to the beers where Sarah, Kiara and Pope were already sipping on theirs. John B walked up to you.

“Hey,” He said. “You got the things to make grilled cheese with tomato soup tonight?”

Your smile fell. You assumed JJ would have wanted you to make his favorite pizza, the one you always made for him every year on his birthday. You had gotten ingredients for that, not grilled fucking cheese.

“What?” You looked at him with panic in your eyes “I got stuff to make Pizza, did JJ say he wanted grilled cheese?”

“Uh, I think so?” He shrugged it off as if it wasn't a big deal. You pinched your nose.

“Did you not think ahead to let me know? I could've stopped by and got cheese and bread and-” You stopped. “Fuck, is he even going to like the pizza?”

John B raised a brow at you. “Well, JJ is a simple person, I don't think he really cares what we eat, as long as its food”

“But I-” You took a deep breath.

Your paranoia was beginning to come up again. This happens all the time. You plan something ahead of time thinking its perfect and a second option pops up and you begin doubting everything you planned ahead of time, which causes a huge stress wave. You wanted JJ to get every single thing he wanted today and you wanted it to be special, but how could it be special and perfect if you already screwed up dinner.

“Y/N,” John B cut through. “It's fine, really. JJ won't care.”

You nodded but John B could see the uneasiness in your eyes. He noticed the panicky look that settled subtly between your features. “You ok? You seem on edge recently.”

“Yeah, no.” You rub your temples. “I'm fine, just a little bit stressed.”

He wasn't convinced, and neither were you. “Right.”

Kiara let out a scream. When you looked over, Pope was pulling her by the arm as they both fell over the edge and into the water. John B took one last look at you before placing a hand on your shoulder and heading over to Sarah.

You chopped the green onions quickly before rushing over the counter and passing Sarah and John B the cups they asked for.

“Y/N, do you know where the chips are?” Pope asked. Your mind was multitasking, as you continued chopping the rest of the vegetables you looked up and pointed to the bag in the corner of the kitchen.

“Right there Pope,” You turned to JJ who sat on the other side of the bar. “Jay, can you pass me the garlic powder?”

He turned to you from his conversation with John B and tossed you the garlic powder that stood right next to his elbow. He then continued talking to John B and Sarah as you tossed the veggies into a bowl and dusted your hands.

You looked like a complete mess. Your hair was everywhere, there was flour all over your face and clothes. The bags under your eyes were more visible than ever and your ankles were pulsating once again. Everything hurt, even your back was pulsating, begging you to sit down and take a break.

You had been overthinking the whole pizza and grilled cheese incident since John B mentioned it and it ruined your mood all day.

Not to mention how you only managed to finish a page of homework while on the boat, even though you planned to finish three pages. You also got a call from your landlord who informed you about a new bill you had to pay by the end of the month.

You thought for a day you would be able to escape the reality of life, and for a second you thought you would be able to, but it all caught up to you. And you couldn't mentally or physically take anything else. Your plate was beginning to overflow, but you refused getting anything taken off or asking for help.

“Kiara, can you get me the parmesan cheese from the fridge?” You asked as you washed a spatula clean.

“Do you need any help Y/N?” Sarah offered from her spot between JJ and John B. Your movements had quickly become raggedy and tense, and you were moving quickly and breathing heavily. Sarah noticed this as you looked around the counter desperately.

“No, that's fine Sarah-” You scanned the counter for the salt and groaned when you couldn't find it. “Where did I leave the damn salt?”

JJ’s smile faltered. The tone in your voice concerned the three. It was suddenly on edge and tense as your eyes moved all across the counter. John B looked over at JJ who shared an equally confused look. JJ got up and made his way over to the kitchen aisle.

He set his hands on your shoulders and leaned down to you, causing you to flinch. “Why don't you sit down for a few minutes-”

“No, no it's okay, I just need to find the salt-”

“The parmesan isn't here,” Kiara announced, moving away from the fridge. You turned your head towards him.

“What?” You said, panic rising for the twelfth time this day. “That's impossible.”

You rushed over to the fridge and scanned it a couple of times before realizing that you had indeed forgotten the parmesan cheese. You groaned and felt the back of your eyes burning with tears threatening to spill.

“Let me find this damn salt first,” You rushed back to the counter and began organizing things in an attempt to get the salt to appear.

“Y/N, I think you should really just sit and-”

“It's fine, let me just find the salt..” Your hands began to shake as you reached across the counter. Your body shifted and ended up accidentally shoving the gallon of milk you had used for the recipe onto the floor. “Fuck!”

You quickly reached down and grabbed the milk before more could spill out. You took in the mess and that's when everything fell right onto your shoulders.

The stress, the overwhelming stress, it all became too much. Working, social life, paying debts, making sure your grades were ok and everything was going decently, it was all too much. You had become so mentally burnout that your body was failing you. You were shaking and you had no more strength or energy in you.

“Fuck!” You shot as you slammed the milk onto the counter. You took in a deep shaky breath through your nostrils as tears began brimming your eyes. You steadied yourself on the counter and took a few deep breaths, but the sobs were just threatening to spill out of your mouth.

“I-Im sorry,” You whispered, rubbing your forehead as tears fell unconsciously from your eyes. Everyone was silent, watching you slowly fall apart.

“Let me just clean this up,” You wiped the tears from your cheeks away but before you could reach over for a cloth, JJ stood in front of you.

“Okay,” He said, reaching for your wrist and slowly removing the cloth from your grip. You stopped but you didn't want to because as soon as you stopped, everything was going to catch up to you.

“Kie, can you run to the store with Pope to get some cheese? Any kind, just get cheese,” He ordered as he began leading you by the shoulders out of the kitchen. “John B, Sarah, can you help with the mess?”

Everyone nodded silently as you kept your head down and silent. JJ then turned and began pushing you to his room. He led you in and closed the door behind him. “Y/N, what the hell?”

You kept your head down in embarrassment as you kept wiping away the tears that were falling out. “I’m fine-”

“No, you're not. And you need to tell me what's going on.” His voice sounded cold and firm and you hated it. You looked up at him and finally managed to look him in the eye.

There was a softness in his gaze. He was worried. You could see the concern in his eyes and the crease in his brows that led you to think all he wanted to do was help you.

“Nothing-” You wiped your cheeks and all the tears that were on them away. “Im just-”

You closed your mouth as you moved to the bed and sat on the edge, finally releasing the pain in your ankles. You felt so small and so vulnerable and so exhausted and you hated it all. You rubbed your temples and let your arms fall to your lap.

“I'm so tired JJ,” You whisper as a single sob breaks through your lips and to JJ, it's heartbreaking. You finally break, right there in that room in front of him and for some reason, you can't bring yourself to care because of how mentally and physically tired you feel.

JJ walks over and sits next to you. He wraps his arms around you and you cry into his chest. You let it all out, all the stress, the expectations you put on yourself, the insults. All of it.

With every sob you let out, JJ’s heart broke a little more. He had seen you like this a few times before, but it never became easier. He wasn't the best at catching these things early, and you had a habit of keeping things to yourself until you reached your breaking point.

“This is so stupid,” You said as you choke on your own words. “It's your birthday and I'm crying,”

JJ didn't say anything, he just let you rant. He did however slip his hand into yours and squeezed it reassuringly.

“People have been so mean to me at the wreck and I seem to be doing everything wrong. I've slept a total of 7 hours this week and I've been stressed with school and life because I have so many debts to pay like my rent, food and god my ankles hurt!” You groaned in annoyance. You stopped rambling and looked at him before letting out a frustrated sigh. “Today is your birthday.”

JJ furrowed his brow slightly. “It's your birthday and I wanted everything to be perfect and John B kinda threw me off with the stupid grilled cheese but it isn't his fault. It’s my fault for being so tense and I worked my ass off to get you something I don't think even lives up to what you deserve.”

JJ looked down at you, still in silence. “God, this is so stupid.”

You pouted and sniffled as you finished your rant.

“Are you done?” JJ asked, looking into your eyes. You looked back at him and sighed, nodding.

“First of all, you are not stupid,” He rubbed the back of your palm with his thumb. “Second of all, why didn't you tell me you were so overworked and exhausted?”

You shrugged and looked away. “I didn't want you guys to have to worry.”

“I'm your boyfriend,” He said firmly. “I want to be able to carry these things with you and for you,”

You gave him a lopsided smile. “Who knew you could be so sappy?”

“I’m totally sappy,” He scoffed, not being able to contain his smile. “I just have to have the will to bring it out.”

You smiled down at your lap. But it soon fell into a frown. “I feel like I ruined your birthday.”

“Are you kidding me?” He said, hooking his finger beneath your chin in order to pull your gaze towards his. You stared at him with a pout. “Seeing you again today was the highlight of my week- being with you, is the highlight of my week.”

“I don't need fancy gestures or big huge presents, that's like, the kookiest thing ever,” You scanned the blue in his eyes carefully as a smile appeared on your face. “Being with you is enough.”

“Even if you're offered the world's best blunt to forget about me?”

“Even if I was offered the world's best blunt to forget about you.” He leaned down and kissed you gently. JJ was willing to do anything for you, and so were you. The love you felt for this man was more than words could explain. You pulled away.

“Here,” You pulled out a small little box from the back of your pocket and handed it to him with embarrassment. “It's stupid but, you know,”

JJ gave you one last look before he pulled out a small chain that had a surfboard pendant hanging on it. He carefully analyzed the surfboard and noticed that in the smallest size were both of your initials carved on the side of the miniature board. His mouth fell open before he closed it and smiled. He squeezed the pendant in his palm and looked up at you.

You gave him a shy smile before he took your face into both his palms, gently squeezing your cheeks and grunting in frustration. “I love you woman.”

“Ew, don’t call me woman.” You smiled widely and giggled as he peppered your face in soft kisses. He made sure to wipe away the last of your tears and suddenly, the only thing that hurt were your cheeks from smiling too much. And your ankles, maybe just a bit.

JJ cleared his throat. “Does this mean, you weren't planning on giving me any birthday sex..?”

“Perv,” You said, sticking your tongue out. You then however looked over at the closed door and gave the blonde a look. “How long until Pope and Kiara get back from the store?”

JJ smirked at you before pushing you back onto the bed and hovering over you as you erupted in laughter as he began placing kisses down your neck. “Who gives a shit.”

#fanfic #fic rec #jj maybank #jj x oc #jj x reader #obx jj #obx season 2 #obx series #obx2 #obx1 #otp prompts #fiction #imagine your otp #aesthetic

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megid0nt · 3 months

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drew a blurger today

so actually, I've been playing with non-square pixels a lot lately bc I wanna do art on my VT320 serial terminal, so this week I did some calculating and some number crunching and set myself up with a GNU Image Manipulation Program template that would serve me well:

My bf challenged me to draw a burger with a specific palette bc I've been drawing some practice burgers to learn to draw, so I figured I'd do so in the domain I've already been playing with: terminal art!

when viewed with square pixels the entire drawing appears squashed. but when we turn *off* dot-for-dot mode in GNU Image Manipulation Program,

our blurger bursts to life :D

(also if your menu options are different than mine, I'm actually using preview builds for version 3.0 because older versions of GNU Image Manipulation Program use a version of GTK that doesn't support my tablet pen 😭)

But. getting the blurger where we want it was harder. See, I haven't yet written a tool to automatically process an image to a series of characters, so I instead had to do it the old fashioned way: paletted bitmaps!

With a paletted bitmap, we can reduce the bitrate of the image to let each pixel only take up half a byte! And then, with our handy dandy hex editor, we can see the raw data:

We take out a few header rows, and...

we get our burger, aligned properly and upside down! Funnily enough, bitmap images are stored bottom up but not left-to-right, and this is not the first time I've run into this.

A few more steps!

We copy each line from the hex editor, starting at the bottom (top of the burger) and work our way to the top (bottom of the burger), into a separate text document so we get our burger as numbers.

I am a fan of receipt printers and serial communication, and I have occasionally run myself into some situations in which I need to type a bunch of untypeable data or generate a stream of bytes real quick to do a specific task, so from here I actually had a tool on hand to make this a fuck of a lot easier: my markup language, aml! First I put the original at the top in comments so I had a template to work against...

and then we make a copy to which we add our colour information!

Each one of those tags (except the ones at the end of the lines, which are for new lines) is actually a macro for my markup language that I made specifically for this task to encode the ANSI control code for each of the colours:

and once all that was done and prepared, it was the simple task of running my interpreter over it (ami.py -u blurgercolours.json -i blurger.aml -o blurger.bin) and I had a binary file that I can send to a terminal that has ANSI 24 bit colour support and show off my blurger.

I hope you enjoyed blurger hour with ava, and here's one more thing before I go:

be careful not to spill kechp.

#oh huh I actually want people to see this one and now I don't know how to legitimately tag it uhhh #dumb terminal #rs-232 #vt320 #blurger

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rolandopujol · 2 years

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“Hamburg Pickle On Top! Makes Your Heart Go Flippity Flop!" That classic slogan for Kewpee Hamburgers applies not only to the food but to the charming architecture at The Kewpee here in Lima, Ohio. On Tuesday, I made my second visit to this roadside treasure, and unlike my first in 2019, the restaurant was open and hopping at lunchtime. I found a corner booth and snapped pictures between taking bites of their iconic square burgers, theorized to be an inspiration for Wendy’s founder Dave Thomas. The very first Kewpee hamburger joint opened in Flint, Michigan, in 1923, called the Kewpee Hotel, making it one of the earliest fast-food chains, and the second oldest hamburger chain after White Castle. In 1928, husband-and-wife team Hoyt and Julia Wilson opened the Lima store, and their shop was so popular that in 1939, they constructed this stunning Art Moderne building clad in porcelain enamel here on 11 N. Elizabeth St. Kewpees once totaled over 400, but today, there are five locations left – one in Lansing, Michigan, another in Racine, Wisconsin, and three here in Lima (pronounced Lie-Ma). The ones in Lima, separate from the first two, are run by the Shutt family. The two other Kewpee restaurants in Lima are yellow mansard-roofed buildings. But the one you see here is the very picture of cuteness overload. Greeting us is cherubic Kewpee, inspired by the Kewpie dolls (note the different spelling) that were all the rage in the early 20th century and are still cherished by collectors. Kewpee has two siblings inside watching over things. Getting a clean shot of the facade was difficult, as the lunchtime drive-thru crowd meant an endless queue of cars on Elizabeth Street, but I stood there until I had my opening. Once upon a time, they offered curbside and drive-in service here. There was even a turntable for cars to exit the lot, which provided kids of all ages with a thrilling end to a tasty meal. These days, the turntable is gone, but very little else has changed, thank goodness. There's an old expression, “to win a Kewpie doll," meaning to win a trinket at, say, the state fair. But there's nothing cheap or insignificant about this Kewpee. ❤️ #retrologist #retrologist (at Kewpee Hamburgers) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfurq6PLTat/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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aloeverawrites · 5 months

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Hello so I got an ask from a system who wants to go vegan but can’t because their family is making it unsafe for them. I want to say I’m so sorry I accidentally hit the delete instead of answer ask button bc I am an idiot, but I have read the ask so I’m still going to try and answer it and I hope you see it. And always feel free to send another one that I will take better care of-

So I want to start off with the definition of veganism which is a “philosophy and way of living which seeks to exclude — as far as is possible and practicable — all forms of exploitation of, and cruelty to, animals for food, clothing, or any other purposes.”

I know that for your alter it is the disgust around eating meat that is a big part of why I went vegan so I do understand. But I also want emphasise, if it helps at all, that you trying so hard and doing everything that you can in your situation is vegan we all have different limitations on what we practically and possibly can do as vegans. And if these are some things you can’t get past right now then it wouldn’t be fair to say you’re not doing enough.

Being vegan isn’t just about food, if you think you could get away with buying clothes that is made of animals products, things that aren’t tested on animals, soaps that don’t contain milk and things like that you can start with a non-dietary veganism. Most vegans become plant -based first and then eradicate animal products from other parts of their lives you could start that process in reverse. And hopefully that can help ease some of their guilt about eating meat products. My family was also very unsupportive at the beginning of my journey but I had a different situation and it was eventually okay. I’m not quite sure how it will be for you but I want take your word for it I think you would know better than me. We share a family computer so because of my searches they started getting recommended vegan videos and began to understand, I’m not sure if the same can happen for you but I do hope they change. You don’t deserve to feel like this in your own home.

If you can when you are if you are separated from your family and eating out on your own, maybe you can choose is vegan options. The best vegan options in mainstream restaurants are like accidentally vegan like chips or salad or just anything that is naturally made out of plants. specialty things that have a lot of nuts and replacements are usually for if you order like a vegan meat burger or something like that and they are often better at home anyway. I personally don’t buy meat or cheese replacement unless I’m cooking because then I know it’s vegan, sometimes restaurants can mix up your orders.

Also if it can help maybe you can, if you’re able to try and cook your own meals or family meals that are vegan, if eating meat is really wearing on you all, but don’t worry about it if you aren’t able to do that.

Sorry my solutions are mostly compromises, but yeah I don’t think most vegans would blame for you for eating what your family does especially since it sounds like you’re in a kind of volatile situation here.

As for dietary requirements that is a blocking point for a lot of vegans so that’s very understandable. Personally I don’t eat nuts as well and I don’t like dates, I forgot what the third thing was but yeah there are ways to be vegan or plant based without eating those things. I would recommend eating a lot of beans, potatoes, rice, quinoa things that are high in protein but not necessarily nuts or anything and maybe tofu if you can. (Fried soy tofu is the best, I just buy I preseasoned because it isn’t worth the trouble-) If ordering vegan drinks maybe you could use the soymilk or even pat milk and avoid nut based milks and try and be very clear about that.

I think exploring with plant based foods even while you can’t completely cut away from animal products would be really helpful for you when you transition to full plant based if you’re able to get away and make that step if you want to. I do understand some members of your system focusing on your safety and some focusing on animal rights and I think if you both learn more about each others sides hopefully you’ll see eye to eye on it. I definitely understand where all of you are coming from though. It’s important to protect animals but it is also important to keep you safe. As a society we are failing animals but we’re also failing people who are in toxic environments and can’t get out yet. Your rights and safety are important too and it’s okay prioritising that.

I’ll try to look for more resources for vegan food you can eat outside of family meals.

And I have access to a pretty good vegan community on here so if you like I can try and contact some of them and see if they have any advice. I really hope things go well for you, I’m sorry you’re in this situation. I appreciate you thinking about the animals while you’re all having a hard time as well.

#vegan for the animals #fell free to reach out at any time as well dudes #animal rights

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Koofteh Tabrizi

Because some people asked: my Koofteh Tabrizi (کوفته تبریزی, "meatballs from Tabriz") recipe. It doesn't have tomatoes unlike all the ones I found online, but the woman who wrote my cookbook, Neda Afrashi, is from Iran and says this is how her mom made them. Her book, "Die persische Küche: Der ganze Zauber des Orients", is GREAT, but I think it's only available in German. I have 3 Persian cookbooks but I use this one 99% of the time because it's The Best.

This takes a while to make and then it has to simmer for 80 minutes, so set aside enough time.

Ingredients:

80g yellow lentils (lapeh) Half a cup boiled rice (the recipe says one cup, I consider this madness! Also basmati is best.) 300g spring onions 2 Tablespoons barberries (zereshk) 5 Tablespoons fresh / 2 Ts dried tarragon 500g ground beef 1/2 teaspoon saffron, powdered (I use less, shit's expensive) 1 teaspoon dry mint (optional - I use the content of a teabag) 1-2 eggs 10 prunes (alu) 6 walnuts (it says 3 tablespoons in my cookbook) 2 onions 3 teaspoons turmeric Sumac (sumakh, optional) Salt, Pepper

I've added the Persian word for four ingredients in case you have to ask for them in an Iranian store where the seller only knows the Persian word. Has happened to me :) The barberries are hardest to get, Arabic and Turkish cuisine doesn't seem to appreciate them? If you don't have any Iranian style stores nearby, I guess you could replace the barberries with other sour berries like currant or unsweetened cranberries.

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Also: Get/make whichever things you like of the following: Naan bread, grapes, pickles, radishes, yogurt, raw onions. Those are eaten with the meatballs. Get some of these! Otherwise it's like eating a burger with no lettuce, onions or tomatoes.

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DO THIS TWO HOURS OR SO BEFORE YOU WANT TO COOK: Soak the lentils and rice for at least an hour (the recipe says handle them separately but I always put them together and I mean nothing bad has happened yet), wash them until the water is clear, boil them until they're al dente. Let them cool, then continue.

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Crack the walnuts and break the edible stuff into (4-8 per nut) pieces. Put the walnuts, the prunes and the barberries (there might be little stones among them, so pick them out, also wash the berries) on a plate. If you're doing this for the first time, it's probably a good idea to cut the prunes in half, it makes them less unwieldy and your risk of the meatballs falling apart is somewhat smaller.

Cut the spring onions (only the white parts) into thin rings. Mix lentils, rice, ground meat, tarragon, saffron, spring onions, eggs, salt, pepper, mix them until you have a firm but not dry dough. Maybe only add one egg first, then the second if necessary. The dough should be firm, not too soft or sticky.

Cut the onions into little pieces, fry them in olive oil. Put mint on them, wait (a few seconds) until you smell it, stir, add turmeric, stir again, add a liter of water and bring it to a simmer.

Now to form the meatballs. This is the tricky part! Make half a meatball from a part of the meat dough, put a prune (or two pieces of prune if you cut them in half earlier), some of the barberries and walnuts in, and close it with more meat dough. My recipe says you should have a little bowl of water to keep your hands wet, that makes it easier. Personally, I never do this. It really depends on how sticky your dough is. What IS important is to fuss around with the ball after you closed it and make sure it stays closed. Kinda massage it into shape and press the meat edges together. It took me a lot of attempts until the balls would reliably NOT fall apart while I cooked them, so don't be discouraged if not all of them survive the cooking process.

Also, how big should the meatball be? They're a LOT bigger than the ones you usually see. Mine are actually smaller than the ones they make in Iran, according to the pictures I've seen online. But it's hard to give an ideal size. Big enough that the filling doesn't fall out, small enough that you get to the filling relatively quickly while eating. "A bit smaller than a tennis ball", Miss Afrashi tells us. I usually get 9 balls out of 500g (about a pound) of meat.

Here are the 6 that survived my cookie monster style eating frenzy yesterday evening. They're in my big soup pot!

Gently put the meatballs into the simmering water and let them simmer for about 80 minutes. That's EIGHTY MINUTES, so yeah start early. Persian cuisine loves to let stuff simmer for a long time, 80 minutes is actually relatively average, three hours isn't rare either. There should only be like half a liter of water in the pot at the end, you want sauce, not soup. So if there's too much water after an hour, take off the lid for the rest of the cooking time.

Once the meatballs are done, put them on a plate and put some sumac on them. This is optional but I recommend it. Sumac is sour and salty at the same time and it's really nice. Put the sauce in bowls or something, and serve with all the stuff I listed above. I have some of those "menu plates", it makes it easier to eat meals like this:

That's a different dish in the picture, but you get the idea. (Everything whose name starts with khorak (خوراک) you can eat like this.) Sorry the stove is oily, I took this picture to make my sister envious, not to post it on the internet lol.

So this is the epic recipe. This dish is quite something! It's a lot of work, but it's worth it.

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jumblejen · 2 years

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We Were Always Going to End Up Together - Ch 6

Suptober 22, Day 6: Parody

On AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42237885/chapters/106665180

(Or read from the beginning: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42237885/chapters/106051008)

Their dinners of burgers and tater tots (because Dean was a sucker for tater tots) hit the spot as it always did. Dean never got tired of Ellen’s cooking, and he always looked forward to something made in her kitchen either at her home or the Roadhouse. Cas had enjoyed his meal just as much and Dean was pleased at how easily the conversation had flowed. For someone who had proclaimed himself an awkward person, Dean didn’t really see it. They felt smooth as silk together.

Dean paid the bill when Jo brought it over, tipping her well for not being obnoxious just because she could be. Of course he’d still owe her a recap of the date the next time he came in, but it had gone so well, he was actually looking forward to her teasing. His heart was feeling all tender in a way that Dean had forgotten it could feel. And Cas was certainly a lot to drink in, all tousled dark hair and full lips and laser-beam stare into the very center of him.

They made their way through the now crowded tables and into the still night air, both of them walking slowly down the sidewalk that ran alongside the building, neither of them making any effort to separate.

“Thank you for such a wonderful night, Dean.”

“Thank you for sticking around after you realized you were having dinner with me and not Gabe.”

“Dinner with you was infinitely better than any dinner with Gabe.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Cas was standing closer to Dean than was customary and Dean swayed a little closer, searching for a sign that he should close the gap.

“What was the name of that Star Trek parody you were telling me about?”

“Galaxy Quest. Dude, you gotta watch it sometime.”

“Is it that good?”

“Hell yeah, and with an amazing cast. Alan Rickman is just awesome.”

“Isn’t he always?”

“Yeah.” Dean paused again, searching to see if he should just lean in a little bit more.

“Do you know what it’s on? What service?”

“I own the DVD, so I don’t really keep track.”

“Oh. Well, I’m sure I’ll be able to find it somewhere…”

“Or you could come watch it at my place?” Dean blurted.

“Now?”

Dean hesitated for half a second, trying to decide if this was an excuse or not, but decided he didn’t care. Watching Galaxy Quest wasn’t as good as sex, but it was also hardly a consolation prize. “If you’re free, I’m free.”

Now it was Cas’ turn to hesitate. Dean could see uncertainty lurking in those baby blues.

“Hey, man. Only if you’re comfortable with it.”

“I just realized that I invited myself over to your place tonight and that isn’t exactly polite if you meant ‘at some point’ instead of ‘right now’.”

“Relax a little. I wouldn’t have agreed if it wasn’t okay. I’m not gonna play games with you like that.”

“Okay. I also realized that you could think I was angling to come home to have sex with you.”

“Dude, you don’t gotta…”

“And I realize that I’m not against that idea, but also that it wasn’t what I meant at all. And I don’t want to put any undue pressure on you.”

Dean laughed a little. “Cas. It’s okay. I promise, I will use my words like a grownup if I’m uncomfortable about anything, okay? And we don’t have to do anything you or I don’t wanna do. There’s no agenda here. No need to rush things or stick to a checklist. Whatever you want to do next, let’s do that.”

“Are you sure?”

“I mean, I said it didn’t I?”

“Then I would like to kiss you.”

Dean leaned forward in anticipation and was pleased to feel Castiel’s lips on his, gentle but firm. It didn’t take any coaxing for them to reduce the space between them from a few inches to virtually nothing. Dean tasted a hint of beer and bacon on Cas’ tongue as the kiss deepened and he thought he might never need to come up for air. That beautiful zinging sensation traveled through his body, waking it up to the potential of future pleasure.

Eventually they did need to surface for more than little sips of air and for them both to realize that taking their make out session to a more private location was in their best interests.

“Still wanna come back to my place?” Dean could feel how swollen and red his lips must be. That minor discomfort was something he hadn’t experienced in far too long, and Cas was more fun to kiss than anyone he’d locked lips with before.

“Yes, Dean.”

“Do you want to ride with me or…”

“Ride with you. I was going to order a lyft…”

“Then let me introduce you to my baby.” Dean took Cas’ hand and led him over to where Baby was parked, gleaming dark and beautiful under the streetlights. He enjoyed playing the gentleman and opening the car door for Cas before getting in himself. Cas took advantage of the bench seats to slide all the way over to Dean, resting his wide palm on Dean’s thigh. Dean hadn’t been this turned on by another person in way too long, so instead of starting the car he turned his head and started making out with Cas again. Clearly this was an activity he wasn’t going to get tired of anytime soon. He relished the sensations of where they touched, Cas clearly just as interested in getting as much of Dean as Dean was in him.

Their breath once again coming in pants, Dean chuckled at the fogged up windows. If Jo, or worse, Ellen, noticed that Baby was still parked like this, Dean was sure to get an earful and teasing for at least a couple of months. “We should probably head out.”

“Unless you want to keep going?”

“Nah, there’s no way I’d survive someone catching us going any farther than this.”

“Sex in public can be invigorating.”

“See, and right now I am totally on board with that, but Jo is like my kid sister and there’s no way I could ever come back here if we got caught.”

“That would be a problem.”

“I’d have to go on the run…”

“You could always just hide out in my corn.”

“That sounded dirty.”

“Good.”

“Should I drive now?”

“I’ll try to keep my hands off you.”

“If you make me crash my car…”

“I will keep my hands to myself.”

“And other things.”

Dean laughed and pulled out of the parking lot knowing that tonight was going to get even better.

#destiel #suptober22 #fanfic #parody #first date #kissing #making out

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The Spook - Loki x Reader (Marvel x Fnaf Crossover)

Part 6 – Investigation starts

“Why are you still awake ?”

Loki jumped at the voice.

“Can’t sleep…”, Loki replied.

Destiny hummed in understanding.

“You ?”, Loki asked.

“I am thinking about a lot… As soon as everything is quiet, my thoughts run wild in my head and I can’t sleep. I always have the TV on, in Avengers Tower, so my thoughts leave me be.”

“How late is it ?”, Loki asked.

“3AM.”

Loki’s eyes widened.

“We aren’t even here for that long !”, he said.

“I forgot to tell you, right ?”

“Tell me what ?”

“Here the 6 hours are a lot different. They pass by like a few minutes. At least it feels like it. The outside world has already 3 real hours behind itself too. This building plays with mind and time. The spirits let them pass by like seconds, but we really have been here for longer than it feels like.”

Loki was silent and stared into the darkness.

“Why are they trying to kill us ?”, he asked.

“Because they are outraged spirits.”

“Why did they kill innocent guards ?”

“Because they thought they were their murderers. Or maybe they wanted to spook them away and as that didn’t work, they killed them.”

Loki was still very quiet.

“Are all the dead children here ?”

“No. They are separated. In every Location are some.”

Loki was silent, scared now.

“And there are no Safe rooms…”

Loki gulped.

“Why are we going to these places ? To what purpose ?”, Loki asked a bit shaky.

“Because we NEED to find their dead bodies, the murderer and we need to find the very owner of these locations. We need to help the kids to move on. They are stuck here as ghosts, because they are forced to stay. They didn’t stay willingly.”

“How will we get answers ?”

“Easy. Tomorrow Dominic will have all the equipment we need, to communicate with them. And it only works at night. We surely will get answers.”

“And die.”

“NOT die.”

Loki wasn’t sure about that, but kept silent.

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After the clock chimed 6AM, they left the Safe room and the building all together. Then they went away from the building and to a blue van. Dominic opened the van and they all jumped in.

“What do you want to eat, guys ?”, he asked.

“How about some McDonalds ? I need some fries and a Burger.”, Destiny said.

“What is McDonalds ?”, the Asir Brothers asked.

“Just a place to get food from.”, Dominic said and drove off with them.

“Hey Loki ?”, Destiny called.

“Yes ?”

“Is it true that you like eating fish ?”

“It varies from moment to moment.”, he said simply.

“How is it today ?”, she asked him.

“I would like some fish.”, Loki answered.

“Well then Loki gets a Filet o fish menu. Thor, what about you ?”

“I don’t know…”

“Get him a Big Mac menu and 2 double Cheeseburgers.”, Destiny said casually.

“Noted. You, Dest ?”

“The usual. I want a Mc Flurry with chocolate sauce, an 8 shrimps box with cocktail sauce, a Mc chicken menu and Fanta. And don’t forget the extra curry sauce !”

“Got it.”

With that they soon reached McDonalds and Dominic ordered the whole food, then he payed and got the food soon after. With that they drove back to the place the van was parked at before.

“Dig in guys, because today will be rough again at night.”, Destiny said.

“I hope you all enjoy !”, Dominic said and digged in.

The rest did too and Loki and Thor quite enjoyed their food to be honest. Later Loki looked at Destiny as she had her shrimps, Mc Flurry with chocolate sauce and fries, with curry and mayonnaise sauce mixed, left.

“What are you staring at, Mischief ?”, she asked him.

“Can…can I try a bit of your stuff ?”, he asked carefully.

She chuckled and motioned for him to take something and taste it. He did instantly with the sauce and fries. He liked it and hummed, stealing more fries and sauce, which made Destiny chuckle. Then he stole a shrimp and dipped it into the cocktail sauce, humming at the taste and last, but not least, he tasted her Mc Flurry with chocolate sauce.

“This is heaven.”, Loki moaned at the taste.

He loved her Ice cream. She laughed.

“Maybe next time we will get you one too.”, she said and Loki was happy with that.

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The whole day Destiny and Dominic were teaching Loki and Thor how to use the equipment and what is to be expected and what not. They made them see videos about the stuff and read books.

They knew now how to use and how to read the equipment properly. They knew how the EMF Reader worked, the Spirit Box, the Candles, the Flashlights…everything and what to expect.

Four hours before Midnight they walked in and then all walked around with the EMF Readers. As they neared the Animatronics, they went off to a straight 5. They all put them down and only Loki’s EMF Reader was still on.

Then Destiny activated the Spirit Box.

“Before we start this, I wish that you know, that we are not here to harm you in any way. We search a way to set you free and to find out what happened to you all these years ago.”, she said loud and clear, so the spirits will hear her clearly.

Freddy twitched and soon did the rest. Loki stepped back cautiously. But more they didn’t do. They twitched for a sec and then everything was quiet.

“My name is Destiny.”, she said pointing at herself.

“This is Loki.”, she said and pointed at Loki.

“That is Thor.”, she told them and pointed at Thor, who waved.

“And this is Dominic.”, she lastly introduced them to.

Freddy laughed friendly. The rest didn’t do anything.

“I need to know… Can you communicate with us over the Animatronics’ voice box or can you communicate by manipulating the device I am holding to talk with us ?”

Freddy and the box in Destiny’s hands replied loud and clear with…

“Both.”

Loki only stared at Freddy in horror. Thor was scared shitless and Dominic and Destiny tried to keep their cool.

‘Welp that went well so far….’

Masterlist Here !

#Marvel #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki x reader #mcu #fem!reader #avengers #fanfiction #Crossover #Marvel x FNaF Crossover #FNaF

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