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Kamen Rider Thunderbirds Chapter 5: Anything Goes! - Part 1
(Prologue, ...)
Hello guys! :3
This part of the chapter I had the most fun with! Its just... well let's just say chaos... XD
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“Why does food in America has to be so bloody expensive?” Koji huffed in annoyance.
“Is there a place where you can find food for cheap?” asked Recko, looking semi-curious.
“Mate, we wasted less money on it elsewhere before we came here!” his friend pointed out, his British accent grew sharper at his growing irritation.
Yuuki and Taira giggled their friend before turning back to their cooking.
“Yā~, I can’t wait for Sakiko-chan to join us this afternoon!” Taira grinned excitingly as he was preparing a big chicken.
Yuuki nodded as he cut holes into the fat of the pork steaks, then beating with the back of the knife to tender them.
“I think she promised us she’ll bring the Beaver Tails?” he gave a bashful smile.
“I hope she will!” the optimist nodded, giving the chicken a little smack of pride.
As if expecting it, Taira looked over his shoulder to smile at his friends in the living room.
Recko was grimacing in disgust, “Ew… Why are you eating this?”
“Uuh, isn’t it illegal to bring meat across the borders?” asked a rather perplexed Koji.
“It’s the Canadian sweets, we were talking about! And no, we don’t want to bring anything deadly across the boarders!” the optimist grinned, prompting a fit of laughter in the room.
Taira let the chicken roast in the oven, and Yuuki deep fried the pork pieces after covering them with batter and breadcrumbs.
The smell flowed across the apartment, entering the nostrils of the poor Raider, who was laying down on the bed with begging eyes, even whimpering of pity.
Noticing, Recko went to his canine companion to reassure him that he’ll get a nice and delicious meal soon.
Suddenly, a growling noise echoed the apartment, taking everyone’s attention to Koji, who was carrying the rest of groceries to the kitchen.
“Oh dear! Hunger struck me,” he held his gut with a modest look.
“You should eat something. Some snack?” Taira suggested as he took the groceries.
“Oh! I know!” Koji smiled as he dove his hand into bag. He then pulled out a well sealed metal can. “Ah, my favorite! Canned beef steaks!”
“Not surprised…” Recko smirked in amusement, becoming aware of Raider wagging his tail at the sight of the can.
“I used to eat this Shiitake a lot, man!” his friend grinned, “This stuff is one of the things that are tasty, growing up in England.”
“I thought they were… Meh…” Yuuki raised his hand and lightly shook it side to side.
Koji chuckled as he clasps his hands and rubbed them eagerly in preparation.
“Ah, say what you will about canned beef steaks; a man’s disgusts are another man’s delicacy!” the ex-cop licked his lips.
He began searching for something to open it.
He found a can opener, a small kitchen knife and a fork. But for the last five minutes, and to his horror, he finds that the can opener was broken, the small kitchen knife snapped in two, and the fork bended!
“Let me open it,” Recko volunteered as he took the can from Koji, who ran off to the other room to grab one of his useful tools.
After trying his best to tear the lid open with his bare fingers, the biker kid stared at it with a cold stare.
“Who the heck makes it like this?” Recko uttered in a cold tone.
“H’Oh, for Kouta’s sake, man! Let’s h’open h’already!” outraged Koji with his sharpest Cockney accent as he came back, grabbing the can and attempted it to open the stubborn lid with his battle knife.
Suddenly, the tin container violently slipped out of his hands, ricochet a wall before it hit on the shoulder of a semi-suspecting Yuuki.
Horrified, Koji immediately ran up to his poor downed friend, “Ah! Gomenasai*!”
“Daijobou~…*” croaked Yuuki, rubbing the blossoming bruise where he got hit.
Taira picked up the offending can and chuckled, “Looks like we got a stubborn one!”
“Any ideas left?” Koji asked with a desperate expression.
“I have a plan! Maybe… I could use my powers to open it?” Yuuki lifted a finger like he just had a lightbulb lit up in his head.
“I’m not sure if it’s a good idea, buddy,” Taira pulled face of uncertainty.
“It is not,” deadpanned Recko.
“We have to at least try!” the young cook replied, taking the offending item from his friend and placed it on the tiled floor.
With a deep breath, Yuuki’s eyes glowed bright golden as he stared directly at the lonesome can of beef steaks. His hair rose and waved in the air, as if gravity gradually lost its effect as the universe around him ceased to exist momentarily.
At first, the tin container slightly shook, growing more violently. Then, it bulged and twisted at the sheer force of his power, seemingly ready to be torn apart.
Realizing what was about to happen, Taira suddenly yelled, “Abunai*!”
An explosion rumbled in the kitchen, followed by a ringing silence.
“Was that your plan – lick it off the walls?” Recko deadpanned, wiping the pieces of meat off his face. He then looked down at his dog, who was licking the food off the floor happily.
“Oh…” Koji whimpered as he looked around the room, seemingly about to cry.
He thoughtfully took a piece of meat of Taira’s surprised face and put it into his mouth. He swallowed it and let out a sigh of disappointment.
“Uuuhh… I have cabbage cake if you want,” Yuuki grinned sheepishly.
The ex-cop turned and smiled faintly.
“Thanks, I don’t feel hungry anymore… And we should probably clean up before Sakiko comes in.” He added, following the sight of a poker-faced Recko, who was looking with grim silence at the ceiling.
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*Japanese translation:
Gomenasai = I'm so sorry
Daijobou = Its okay
Abunai! = Look out!
#Kamen Rider Thunderbirds series#my fanfics#fanfiction crossover#thunderbirds fanfiction#kamen rider fanfiction#thunderbirds#thunderbirds 1965#kamen rider#thunderfam#kamen rider fandom
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im bored so y’all are getting some hazbin hcs
Alastor is aroace and agender but he does not know it he has no clue what ANY of those words mean
Rosie actually knows that Alastor is all of those but to fuck with him she doesn’t tell him however she will from time to time call him one of those (for example when she says she knows Alastor is an ace in the hole)
Alastor and Rosie are in a qpr!
Velvette and Vox are besties they will gossip about everyone and everything
Velvette is a non-binary lesbian who uses she/her
EVERYONE in hell assume that the vees are a polycule and for the chaos they never correct anyone
Velvette barely tolerates Valentino and would like to beat the shit out of him at any given time
Ok I have to restrain myself with Velvette so last one even though Vox has beef with Alastor to everyone’s shock she hangs out with him every once and a while over some tea
Lute is aroace but she and Adam are « dating » bc people kept asking Lute out would never take no for an answer and it was making her uncomfortable
Despite everything Adam does care for Lute and is a good friend towards her hence why he agreed to the fake dating plan
Vaggie before getting her wings back would get HORRIBLE phantom pain from them and whenever Charlie would ask what was up she would always dodge the questions and Charlie wanting to respect her gfs boundaries wouldn’t push to much
Vaggies love language is acts of service and Charlie’s is physical touch
Charlie ADORES Vaggies wings she thinks they make her gf even more gorgeous then she already is
Vaggie is actually insecure of her wings as they remind her of a past she’s rather forget but Charlie fawning over them does make her like her wings a bit more
If Charlie is cold Vaggie will use her wings to make her warmer
After the battle against the exorcist Vaggie went back to thank Carmilla for her help and the two got to talking and ended bonding now they meet weekly at Carmillas to practice battle together (the both enjoy it greatly) and sometimes it leads to Vaggie staying for dinner
Carmilla Carmine is essentially Vaggies mom/mentor
Vaggie bonded with Carmillas daughters and they see eachother as sisters
Charlie will sometimes head over to cannibal town to give Rosie a visit and she now calls Rosie Auntie all the time
Vaggie brought Charlie to meet Carmilla and Charlie brought Vaggie to meet Rosie (both were super nervous to meet each others respective mom/aunt figure worried they wouldn’t approve)
Husk and Cherri used to hate eachother but after Angel forced them to hang out they grew to like eachother in a I hate u and hope u die/affectionate type of way
Angel does Cherris hair and I will not elaborate
Angel can’t cook for shit and almost set the hotel on fire many times (he’s now banned from the kitchen)
Vaggie however is a great chef!
Husk taught all the members of the hotel who didn’t already know how to play poker, poker
The hotel guests now have game night which is usually the entire cast struggling while Alastor, Husk and Vaggie sweep and have a rivalry between themselves the others are trying tho!
Alastor also taught the residents chess
Nifty eats the pieces
Im not elaborating on that last one
Vaggie and Angel actually like one another (PLATONICALLY) even considering one another one of their closest friends but neither would ever admit it out loud
Alright now that that's said Angel and Vaggie have mini cooking lessons in secret (WITHOUT ANY FIRE for safety reasons ofc) so Angel can make food for his friends
Lucifer and Vaggie actually bonded a lot especially given both are fallen angels
When Lucifer found out why Vaggie was cast out and how Vaggie had to physically restrain him from (somehow don’t question how he'd even be able to get to heaven to do it) beating the shit out of Lute
Shickingly Lucifer, nifty and Husk are friends and hang out
in fact Lucifer knew Husk before the hotel and had already grown fond of him
Sir Pentious and Charlie are besties
Charlie was the first person who Sir Pentious actually told he liked Cherri (the others still knew but like he actually told Charlie)
Sir Pentious makes Alastor babysit the egg bois after the outing he had with them a while back
Sir Pentious does like Emily but she kinda makes him sad as she reminds him so much of Charlie and he cant see her anymore given she's currently in hell
Razzle was always super attached to Charlie but Dazzle wierdly enough got super attached to Vaggie making her even angrier with Lute when she killed him
Imma end the hcs here cause this is already a shit tone lol
#hazbin hotel#chaggie#rosie hazbin hotel#alastor hazbin hotel#hazbin charlie#lucifer hazbin hotel#carmilla hazbin hotel#carmilla carmine#hazbin vaggie#angel dust#cherri bomb#hazbin hotel lute#for the record i have more hcs but i stopped here just for everyones sanity#lemme know if y'all want more#hazbin hotel velvette#vox hazbin hotel#appleye
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Pov: Enemies to lovers. Specifically, Ethan is your academic rival and you absolutely hate him. Or so you think.
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You walked through the door of Sam, Tara, and Quinn’s New York apartment with Mindy and Anika in tow. Mindy was your roommate, someone you’ve known since preschool, so it wasn’t a question that the two of you would be roommates.
“T, please tell me this is going to be a girl’s night.” You asked, falling down on the couch you had taken 1 too many naps on over the past few months you all lived in the city.
After the most recent stabbings, you all managed to get into a summer program at Blackmore. The excuse was that you wanted to get ahead in college, but the real reason was you all couldn’t stand to be in Woodsboro any longer.
A blush rose on Tara’s cheeks and you knew that your girl’s night was in jeopardy. “Chad… might be coming.”
“If he brings his fucking, smart ass roommate i’m leaving.”
Mindy scoffed, sitting down on the couch with you. “Relax, Y/n, if he brings him, just ignore him. I don’t understand the beef between you two… I know why I don’t like him.”
The girl Meeks-Martin twin claimed that Ethan Landry — Chad’s roommate and your self-proclaimed mortal enemy — was not to be trusted. Ever since Amber and Richie, Mindy rarely trusted another person.
“There are a lot of reasons as to why I hate him, but one of them has to do with our Econ class.”
Sam handed you a beer, knowing you needed to be somewhat buzzed if the curly-headed boy was coming over. “Econ?”
“Yes, Econ, he’s… too good at it.” You scoffed, “He consistently has the highest average in the class and—”
“You’re not used to being second to anyone.” Tara connected the dots, clinking her beer bottle with yours.
You had been the Valedictorian in high school, #1 overall. So, coming to Blackmore and having this curly-headed boy so easily beat you out aggravated you. Since you realized he was your academic rival, you began finding more and more about him that bothered you. That way you’d hate him instead of only being jealous of him.
Jealousy bothered you.
On a list of things about the boy that bothered you:
His hair was too curly.
He was too nice.
He remembered details about everyone, down to their favorite m&m color.
He was a virgin.
He was insanely attractive, yet still single.
His study habits didn’t make sense, he got perfect grades and she had yet to actually see him study (but then again you didn’t try to see him at all).
You could go on and on.
“Knock, knock.” Chad’s voice rang through the apartment.
Two sets of footsteps could be heard and you groaned, Ethan had in fact tagged along. You chugged the rest of your beer, letting the alcohol course through your veins. Sam obviously saw this and brought you another, having it already opened for you.
“If I was into girls, Sam.” he winked at her and she laughed.
Chad and Ethan both sat on the couch and Quinn made you sit up to make room for the rest. Unfortunately for you, when you sat up, Ethan was directly next to you.
“For fucks sake.” you muttered, sinking back into the couch.
Tara and Mindy fought over the movie you all were to watch and you somehow landed on a scary movie you hadn’t heard of, but it was a group thing — you only watched scary movies.
Mindy and Anika were cuddled up and so were Tara and Chad. Quinn and Sam flanked the rest of the group. You and Ethan? You were dreading being in the same room as each other.
Time went and the week’s events and your now 3 beers had caught up with you, you were exhausted and somewhat drunk. Everyone was asleep and you couldn’t help but think how good of an idea it was.
You’d had a busy week, midterms had kicked your ass. You might’ve only slept an average of 3 hours each night. So, sitting still for an extended period of time made sleep want to come quicker. You gave in and let your head fall to the side, not even caring that it landed on Ethan’s shoulder.
“Y/N.” Ethan muttered, trying to make sure you were aware that you had your head on his shoulder — knowing of your hatred toward him.
Unbeknownst to you, the hatred was very much one sided. Ethan had the biggest crush on you. It was almost embarrassing, truly he wondered how you hadn’t noticed yet.
You were one of the main reasons as to why he was still single.
“Shut the fuck up, E.” you waved him off, “I’m aware you’re who i’m laying on, but everyone else is too far away.”
The movie continued to play and you got yourself comfortable, more of your body now lay on Ethan’s. You tried to ignore the feeling that surged through your body at the contact between your bodies. Your bodies were so close that Ethan’s hand almost had to rest on your thigh, you gave him no space to put it anywhere else.
Your eyes were pulled away from the screen when you felt movement on your thigh. Ethan was absentmindedly tapping on your leg and for some reason it was driving you crazy. Each tap from a finger sending electricity through your leg.
It was too much.
So, you jumped up from your spot, successfully making Ethan jump. “Y/N, what the hell?”
You shook your head and stumbled to the kitchen. Time for another beer.
You were quick to open another, number 4.
Before you were joined in the kitchen, by none other than Ethan, you’d downed half of it. His eyes were wide as he reached over to slip it out of your hands. “That’s enough, Y/N.” A laugh fell from his lips.
You pouted, reaching for the bottle, but the boy held it out of reach. “E.” you whined.
The boy faltered, his hand dropping just enough for you to snatch the beer back. Another sip.
“Y/N.” he reached for the beer again.
Unbeknownst to the two of you, some of the beer had spilled. Enough to make Ethan slip when he lunged forward, making him fall, taking you down with him.
Luckily, the fall didn’t hurt you too much, but now you were pinned underneath the boy.
“Ethan, you’re on top of me.” you whined again.
You could feel his heart beating against your chest. Was he nervous?
“Y/N, why do you hate me?” His voice sounded soft, almost as if he were hurt by your hatred.
He looked like a sad puppy and it made your heart hurt.
A sigh fell from your lips, “In all honesty, the only valid reason was that you’re better than me and Econ. My… my academics are all that I have, E. It’s all my parents cared about… you wouldn’t understand.”
Ethan let out a shaky breath, one of his hands came up to your face, his thumb running over your cheek. “I understand more than you know.” Your breath hitched at the skin-to-skin contact.
He must’ve noticed, because his eyes shot back to yours.
“I don’t actually hate you.” you whispered, his brown eyes were captivating.
The curly-headed boy stared at you breathlessly, his eyes now were flickering from yours to your lips. You paused for a second, thinking about what to do next. Should you kiss him, try to escape, or wait for him to grow a pair and kiss you?
All seemed like good options?
However, if you and Ethan did kiss — laying on the kitchen floor covered in beer — you’d have to admit to the others that you didn’t actually hate the boy. In reality, your hatred had just stemmed from an insecurity.
So, you did it. You took the risk and lifted your head off of the ground, closing the small gap between you and Ethan. Your lips connected and it was like the final missing puzzle piece had been found. His lips fit perfectly with yours, no matter how cliche it sounded.
The hand he’d had on your cheek now held the back of your neck, holding your face to his. His heartbeat also hadn’t slowed, if anything, it got faster.
After a few seconds, Ethan pulled away. His cheeks had deeply reddened and both of you were out of breath. For someone who didn’t have experience in the dating department, Ethan kissed scarily well.
“Holy shit, are you guys okay? Your fall woke me up, but I kind of had to figure out where I was first before I came to check.” Anika’s sweet voice caught your attention.
Ethan rolled off of you, both of you startled by the sudden presence of another, his rather large body slamming into the cabinetry. It sounded and looked like it hurt, you’d make sure to check on him later.
“Oh.” She had a devious smirk on her lips, “Did I walk in on something? Y/N did you finally give up on your ‘I hate his guts’ bit? The tension between you to is so-”
You waved your hands to stop her, “Ani! Stop, please.”
She giggled, “And now i’ve got my answer.” Anika playfully waved, skipping back out of the room.
You covered your face with your hands out of embarrassment, trying to ignore the events that had happened. Ethan falling on you, being covered in beer, kissing Ethan, and Anika walking in on the two of you in a rather compromising position.
“Y/N.” Ethan tugged at your wrists, attempting to uncover your face. “I understand if that was a heat of the moment thing, it doesn’t have to mean anything if you don’t want it to.”
His voice sounded small, like earlier.
Your eyes went wide and you dropped your hands, rolling over to your side to face the boy. “No, no, no.” This time it was you who ran a thumb over Ethan’s cheek. “I was stupid to hate you, E! Please don’t think I didn’t want to kiss you, I don’t kiss someone if I don’t want to.”
“But all those guys at the parties-”
“I wanted to.” You laughed at his question, “But you’re different. You’re special, Ethan Landry, and I was too consumed by my own academic agenda to notice.”
He was quiet, but not in a sad way. The boy looked at you with more adoration in his eyes as you’d ever seen someone look at another with.
Then his lips found yours again.
#ghostface#jack champion#scream#ethan landry#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry x y/n#jack champion x reader#jack champion x y/n#avatar#avatar the way of water
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A Day Off at Miguel's🥗📺💜
Miguel O'Hara x Fem reader
A/N: my 300 follower celebration blurb I just typed up impromptu. Sorry if it's a little messy. Just the classic, your boyfriend is an ahole and Miguel is your shoulder to cry on comfort vibes. ;) I got carried away. Word count 2.4k
TW: a little angst, cheating, some violence/threats nothing too graphic, your ex is mean and Miguel handles him for you, other than that just fluff.
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You stared down at the sidewalk with your hands on your knees, hyperventilating, a sick feeling pooling in your stomach which you surely thought would spill itself onto the street. You wanted to break something. You wanted to fight somebody. Your no-good, lying, cheating hoe ass boyfriend, or the skank he had in YOUR bed with him when you unfortunately walked into the scene of the crime. Maybe both? Definitely both. You don't even know anymore.
I'm gonna quit my job, leave the state, change my name. I'm so over everything and everyone... nobody's there for me... fuck, let me call Daniela...
*Ring* *Ring* .....
c'mon girl pick up, I know you have no service in your cabin in Switzerland with your sugar daddy but I need you right now....
*Ring*...... You have reached the voicemail box of...
FUCK
You try so hard not to throw your phone, but then you get an idea. Maybe Miguel? No, no way..he's your co worker...not going to lie, the tension was there, but you kept it short with him because you had a boyfriend. He had been your mission partner for about 6 months now, you came in to fill in for Jess when she went on maternity leave. He was really grumpy at first, but he slowly let his guard down when he saw how kind you were.
Even the times when he snapped at you, you just responded in a calm voice, giving him a smile. On Valentine's when you found out he was going to be alone, you bought him a heart filled with chocolates, some teriyaki flavored beef jerky, and a little teddy bear who had a sticky note in his paw that said, "From your secret admirer." He recognized your handwriting anyway from all the paperwork he did. He didn't have the courage to ask you about it. He became softer, feeling bad for when he was harsh with you.
There was a time when you both got done beating the crap out of another Vulture that was terrorizing folks at the DMV that you turned and looked at him and already caught him staring. But for the first time you didn't look away. Miguel turned a deep red and cleared his throat. "Do you...um..are you hungry? We could get lunch after this?"
Your heart fluttered for a moment but you remembered that you had a boyfriend back home. If he went out on a lunch date you knew you'd feel a little jealous too.
"Oh...um..." Shit shit shit.
"I have to meet my boyfriend after this. I'm sorry..."
Miguel nodded, trying to pretend like he wasn't disappointed but it showed all over his face anyway. "Of course, of course...no worries..." he stayed silent and opened a portal back to Nueva York and walked through.
He never asked to hang out again after that.
Now, knowing your now ex-sack-of-shit boyfriend was doing you dirty anyway, you figured you wouldn't mind risking it all right now.
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Miguel headbutts a man who was trying to rob an elderly woman. He sees an incoming call on his watch as the man lays sputtering on the ground, while the old woman fans herself in relief.
Miguel's eyebrow raised but he answered it, putting it on bluetooth. "Hello?" He throws the robber over his shoulder.
Your tear stained voice comes through on the other line. "Miguel...?"
Oh that sweet voice of yours saying his name like that. Stay calm.
"Hey..." He throws the robber in the backseat of the cop car and nods to the chief. "Aren't you still on your day off?"
"Yeah I w-was...but um..." you sniffle, more tears coming down. You just need a hug right now.
Miguel pauses. It's more obvious now you're crying. It makes him feel sadder and more concerned than he has a right to be.
"I was gonna surprise my boyfriend...I walked in and..." You can't maintain your composure.
"And what?" Miguel asks, his voice worried now. "And what? Where are you?"
"Can you just come get me please?" You cry and stutter, lip trembling. "I n-need y-you..."
Miguel's heart melts. Is it bad he's low-key celebrating this moment in his head right now?
"Of course. Send me your location. I'll be there in about 10. Do you need anything?"
"All my s-stuff is still in the apartment but he won't let me in...he kicked me out after cheating on me and told me since I never gave a shit about this relationship, he doesn't give a shit about my stuff and I can go find somewhere else to s-stay..."
Miguel feels his adrenaline rising. "I'll get your stuff for you. Don't worry about it. Let me talk to him."
"That's not necessary..." You suddenly feel nervous but a little flattered at how protective he sounds. "I d-don't want you to hurt him..." You knew he would snap him like a twig if he wanted. "Promise...?"
Miguel pauses. "I won't. I'm approaching your street right now,I think."
You look up and sure enough you see him walking briskly towards you. His heart breaks when he sees you like this, your eyes puffy, heartbreak worn all over your face.
"I'll be right back..." He starts jogging up the stairs to your apartment.
"Miguel! Just get my stuff don't worry about him! Miguel!"
He doesn't hear you. Your ex answers the door with an annoyed look on his face.
"I'm here for your girlfriend's clothes." Miguel says, the storm seething underneath the surface.
"Ah, so she sends the work side piece to get it for her, typical!"
Miguel grits his teeth. "I'm not her "side piece" as you put it. I didn't come here to fight. I'm just here to get her things and then I'll be on my way."
Your ex huffs, "I could give a shit what that bitch wants!"
Miguel clenches his fists. "Don't speak that way about her."
Your ex stands up, chest puffed out despite being overpowered by Miguel's height. "And what are you going to do about it? This is my house, motherfucker. When she gave you her sob story did she leave out the part where she spends all her free time at work and forgets about her boyfriend who put a roof over her head? What was I supposed to do?"
Not cheat, for one...Miguel's face is red with rage, trying so hard to keep his promise.
Your ex wears a shit eating grin. "Wanna hit me, big guy? Go ahead. Tell me you're a goddamn cuck without telling me."
Miguel turns to the side and blows air out of his nostrils. Shortly after there's a crash and the sound of Miguel's fist pummeling the smug look off your ex's face and the screams of his mistress when she saw the commotion.
Miguel reemerges some time later with your small pink duffle bag. "I grabbed you some sweatpants and a couple pairs of underwear. I couldn't find your toothbrush...I'm sorry."
You shake your head. "oh my God...no, it's okay. Thank you so much Miguel..." You take the bag and look through it. "What happened? What'd he say?"
Miguel looked at you with a poker face, the sight of your ex's bloody face shooting across his memory. "He honestly didn't say much."
That would be the one and only promise he ever broke to you.
Miguel took you to the department store and let you pick out any toiletries you needed. He watched you with a gentle look on his face as you tossed a toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, some makeup wipes, your skin cleanser, some lotion, pads, tampons, a couple scrunchies, chapstick, and anything else you thought you might need into the cart while he pushed it.
He paused when you got to the shampoo and conditioner, only getting the travel size. "That's all you need?" He asks.
"Yeah, it'll only be for a few days until I can go back and get the rest of my stuff."
Miguel shakes his head and puts the liter size shampoo and conditioner in the cart. "Let's get the bigger size just in case."
You look at him, puzzled.
He gives you a shy smile. "You're... you were planning on staying at my place, right?" His heart pounded on the inside.
You nod your head and try to play it off. "Y-yeah. I mean, I don't want to intrude or anything, you know?"
Miguel grins. "Not at all. I have a spare bedroom you can use." Since he's a gentleman.
You smile and nod, can't help wondering how long this sleeping arrangement will last.
After checking out and he foots the bill at his insistence, you two go back to his place. His apartment is small but sleek. It definitely screams neat freak but he's very welcoming and shows you to your room. It used to be Gabby's old room but he eventually just turned it into an unused guest room. The curtains were still pink because he didn't have the heart to take them down.
You smile and sit on the bed and he walks into the kitchen to order food and give you time to settle in.
Soon, you're sitting on the couch together, shaking your bowls from Cava and you're sipping an extra large iced tea, swirling the drink and hearing the ice cubes clatter against the plastic, humming in satisfaction.
"What should we watch?" Miguel asks, sitting back and looking over at you.
You look at him then look at the clock. "Don't you have to get back to work?"
Miguel shakes his head. "Nah. Today's about making you feel better."
You smile but feel a little guilty, "I don't want to take up too much of your time."
Miguel gives you a soft smile, "You can make it up to me another time. What movie are we watching?"
You give a soft chuckle then look at the menu he's browsing on the TV. "Ummmmm, 13 Going on 30." You answer, taking a sip.
Miguel looks at you. "You sure a chick flick is the right answer right now?"
You nod. "I like watching romantic movies when I'm going through break ups. It's very cathartic."
Miguel raises an eyebrow but puts it on at your request. "Okay... Don't say I didn't warn you..."
He ends up being right and your lip is trembling at the end. Miguel looks over at you and gives you an endearing smile. He scoots closer to you, just a bit but, you close the gap immediately and just throw yourself in his chest, crying into it. Not caring that you're just friends or this is the longest time you two have ever spent alone together, wanting nothing more than to just be held by him.
Miguel freezes, his hands in mid-air, but they gently come to rest on your shoulders. He plays with your hair, letting you cry it out in silence. His body feels warm as he holds you, as though this is where he was supposed to be this whole time.
He's just sorry he couldn't have been there sooner and you had to get your heart trampled on for it to happen eventually. He feels on top of the world, but simultaneously aches at seeing the sadness coming out of you, wishing he could absorb it from you completely.
Your breathing slows down, shuddering a little as the last of your sobs come out, and sit up and wipe your eyes. Miguel looks at you, running a thumb down your chin. He gives you a teasing grin. "Told you you'd cry."
You give a little snort. "Whatever. I just got cheated on dude, cut me some slack here."
Miguel smiles and nods. "You're right, you're right. I'm sorry..." His voice lowers a little bit. "But really, you deserve so much better than that."
You nod slowly, blowing your nose. "Thanks Miguel...I just don't get how he threw two years down the drain for some chick he just met..."
Miguel nods, tucking some hair behind your ear.
"It has nothing to do with you. Usually when people cheat, it's because there's something wrong with the one who cheated. You didn't cause this at all."
"Yeah but, maybe if I didn't work so much..."
"-Work's not an excuse," Miguel says gently, cutting you off. "You don't use anything as an excuse to hurt the ones you love. I mean if I was in his shoes..." Miguel clears his throat, "hypothetically, of course..."
A small smile forms on your face at the mention of you being his.
Miguel fumbles a little bit with his words, the facade shielding his true feelings unable to stand any longer, causing them to be painfully obvious. "....uhem, well, I definitely wouldn't hurt you like that." he said abruptly, looking away.
"If I was yours, huh?" You give him a cheeky smile, your face still puffy from tears, leaning on your elbow.
Miguel shakes his head. "We don't have to focus too much on that part... I was only giving you an example..."
"Or a suggestion....?" You ask, your stomach starting to jitter a little bit.
Miguel huffs and looks down, then looks at you again, the air becomes thick. "I was only..."
"Just admit you like me, Miguel." You say in a soft tone, your hand coming to rest on his leg.
Miguel has been waiting for this moment for months, but somehow now that it's right in front of his face, he's shy and scared as hell.
"I...." he looks at you, his jaw tensing as your eyes go half-lidded, coming to rest so subtly on his lips. "I....," he repeats. He's stuck with nowhere else to go. Your eyes are holding him captive.
He just goes for it, cupping your face with one of his hands and pulling you into a warm kiss. Your cheeks are still a little wet under his touch, but the feel of you causes him to melt away as the kiss slowly gets a little more deep, your tongues beginning to softly mold and explore the other's mouth. His lips plump and soft, his calloused hands normally rough handling your waist with careful touches as they chase your worries and your sadness away.
Miguel breaks the kiss gently for just a moment, his mouth mumbling into yours, "I wanted to do that for so long..."
You smile and hum in agreement, peppering little kisses all over his face, making him chuckle.
And so the rest of the afternoon and night was spent lazily on the couch. Watching movies and even cartoons you both loved as a kid, eventually dozing off until Miguel woke you up about 10 pm, and you both ended the night cuddled in his bed.
The alarm on his phone was set for 6:30 am the next morning so you two could have enough time for a shower and coffee before you headed to work.
You never left his side after that.
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square one.
summary: when carmen left for new york, he also left you. now he's back, unannounced, and no matter how angry you are at him... there's a small part of you that wants to see him again.
pairing: carmen berzatto x female reader
warnings: angst. cursing.
Masterlist
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you and carmen used to learn how to draw together. you'd watch classes from outside the shop because none of you could afford the actual class, and mrs. kendra was kind enough to let you two kids join in for free. under the condition that you'd help clean up, of course, but that was worth it.
as you grew up it was harder to see each other when you're both so focused on your careers, and the fact that your schedules never matched didn't help either.
you still kept in touch by texting each other, carmen made sure you always sent him a picture of your breakfast, lunch, and dinner because somehow you always miss a meal. but that also eventually stopped because you'd forget to take a picture and he'd forget to reply.
in fact, carmen stopped replying altogether. he disappeared one day. when you finally went to the beef to look for carmen, mikey told you carmen had left for new york.
he didn't even say goodbye.
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years after that -- after mikey's funeral, after the beef shut down, after it reopened to the bear... you wonder if you should go find him again. sugar has always told you to come visit, but she knows it's not that easy.
you've always had feelings for him, and part of you knows that he definitely knows. it's so obvious.
so did he choose to ignore it? all those years, was he just pretending that he didn't know?
standing in front of the bear, it seems ridiculous now to look for him. what are you going to say anyway?
"hey carm, it's nice to see you again."
"hey carm, why did you leave?"
"fuck you carmen."
"carmen."
"carmen!" you hear sugar's voice shout his name from the backdoor. you immediately hide behind a wall. they're arguing about something, and you're not sure why you're not already leaving.
maybe because you want to hear his voice. after years. maybe.. maybe you miss him. just a little.
there's so many questions you want to ask, so many things you want to tell him, but you don't know where to start.
"i'll call him back later."
and then there it is. your breath hitches when you hear his voice, and the little girl inside you decide to peek your head out to see him.
has he changed? is his hair different? is he dressed different? does he have the same tired look in his eyes? is he smiling more often?
there's a sense of longing when you see that he kept his curls and still has his naturally built stature. you vividly remember how it feels to be in his arms.
maybe you've been staring too long, because carmen can sense a pair of eyes staring at him and has begun turning his head. you manage to turn away just in time.
that was close.
your heart is beating fast, and you curse yourself for feeling this way. the same way you feel when he scolded you for not eating properly and then fixing you a meal.
the same way you feel when he used to help you out with drawings because he's just so good at it.
the same way you feel when he's just staring at you with a small smile on his face.
they're all just memories now.
you sigh and push yourself off the wall, walking home because you're too scared to confront him.
another day.
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you own a small boutique not far from the bear. it's not that hard to miss, especially since you're pretty famous for making custom shirts, dresses, jackets, all that stuff. especially for richie.
"hey cubby!" richie calls out. cubby, or cub, is the nickname mikey had given you the moment you couldn't separate from carmen when you were kids. a bear cub.
you walk to the front and see richie with a new, bright white button down shirt. looks real nice. "how can i help you, richie?"
"got a new shirt for a hot date. think you can help me shorten the sleeves a little bit?" he asks.
"of course. need this by tonight?" you ask before his phone rings.
"yep, you have my measurements, right?" he winks before taking the call. "oh, can you also drop it off by the bear? thanks, you're a doll, bye!"
you can't even protest because richie is long gone. sighing, you started working on the piece of clothing. richie's doing it in purpose, of course, he saw you yesterday peeking around the corner and he had to do something.
richie's shirt didn't even take you an hour to fix. to be honest it didn't even need fixing, richie was just being dramatic and playing cupid.
it's 3pm, and you know that the bear is probably empty right now. you could go, drop the shirt off, grab a sandwich to go and just leave.
yeah.
you can totally do that. it's fast, easy, and you won't run into carmen. definitely won't.
"cousin!"
you clench your jaw once you're one step into the restaurant. for once carmen isn't in the kitchen, he's by the cashier writing something down for richie to remember later.
"honestly, why is he always gone when i need him-" carmen's mutters stop when he sees you frozen in place.
how should you play this?
feign innocence? pretend like you never knew he's back from new york? or get angry and tell him you're hurt? fuck, doesn't that sound so petty and childish?
silently taking a deep breath, you walk to the cashier and hand him richie's nicely folded shirt. "hey. give this to richie, will you? thanks."
"o-oh. sure."
you turn to leave.
is he going to stop you? call your name? maybe once you're outside. once you're a few steps away, he's gonna call you and tell you to wait. he should, right? he will, right?
you keep hoping he's going to care, even if that means just giving you a second glance while you're walking out, but there's nothing. you're already back in your boutique and you realize carmen didn't even bother to.. do anything, really.
he just doesn't care about you that way.
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why did you have richie's shirt?
are you with richie now? casually? something more serious?
why did you have his shirt?
are you happy with richie?
why are you with richie?
"carmen!"
"what?!" he turns his head to sugar who's frowning at him worriedly.
she takes the knife in his hands and put them away. "what the hell were you thinking about?"
carmen sees the blood on the cutting board and curses. "nothing."
"wasn't nothing if you didn't even realize you'd cut yourself."
carmen washes his cut finger and pats it gently with a cloth. sugar helps him bandage the cut. she looks at him and sees he's still in distress. "is this about cubby?"
"what?" carmen frowns, almost forgetting the nickname mikey gave you. "no."
"carmen."
"it's not."
"stop denying it."
he looks away. "...she was here today."
sugar's eyes widen in surprise. "really? what was she doing here?"
"came to return richie's shirt." he says, chest tight. "didn't know they're together."
sugar wants to punch richie right now. "they're not."
"i dunno, seemed that way."
"believe me, they're not." sugar sighs. "i know her."
carmen frowns. it sounded like sugar was trying to poke a certain topic. "and i don't?"
"carm," she deadpans. "you disappeared on her. you really think she can be all chirpy when she sees you like.. what, almost 7 years later?"
his turn to sigh. "no, yeah. you're-you're right. she deserves to be happy."
"yes, she does." sugar emphasizes. "so what are you gonna do about it?"
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today seems particularly longer than any other day. you're bringing home a few yards of fabric to finish a client's requested dress, and you know it's gonna be a long night.
you just closed the shop and are about to leave when you see carmen standing nearby, hands in his pocket, a cigarette between his lips. he takes another drag before putting it out when he sees you.
he's facing you now, and you're not sure what to do. or what he wants.
carmen sees your uncomfortable expression and curses at himself. maybe he shouldn't have done this after all. he can just leave- no. don't do that.
"aren't you going to say anything?" you ask, not looking at him.
carmen feels like he's being pushed into a corner and gulps. "i... i don't really know what to say..."
anger bubbles up inside you. "well then what the fuck are you doing here? if you're not here to explain how you-" you stop yourself from going further. you're not going to let him know that you've been thinking about him for all this time.
"forget it." you sigh and walk away.
"no, wait." carmen chases after you. "i just... fuck, i'm not good with words, okay? i don't know how to say it."
"yeah? maybe leave for another 7 years and see if you can figure that out."
carmen stays silent and that angers you even more. you smile bitterly, "you know what, let me make it easier for you this time."
"goodbye, carmen."
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part 2 is OUT
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My first time posting. I wrote a thing and got told to share it.
The Walking Dead x Male Mute!Reader HC’s
Daryl probably didn’t trust or like you right off the bat:
• He didn’t like how quiet you were, like deadass you never made a sound, even while walking
• Doesn’t realize your mute at first and figured you just thought you were too good to talk to anyone
• Probably has beef with you because you use a bow and arrow
• He soon comes to respect you when you prove your willingness to help protect the group
• Even more so when he realizes you don’t talk because you just 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵
Rick probably trusts you right away, although he isn’t much of a fan of how you just kinda do your own thing:
• He likes that you’ll usually do what he asks(orders) - little does he know that what he tells you to do, you were already planning on doing it
• Because of your quietness, you can easily get in and out of places without being noticed - be that by walkers or people - and he 100% uses that to the group’s advantage
• Rick doesn’t like that you disappear from the group at times, even when your hunkered down somewhere; the prison for example, you’d sometimes just vanish and no one could find you
• When you come back though you usually have stuff that the group needs or wants, so they can’t be too mad
Glenn is pretty neutral towards you at first, although you somehow become pretty good friends:
• He was really unnerved from you at first, with how quiet you were and the hard RBF you got
• Because you both were quiet and quick, you often got sent on runs together and he 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 it
• Glenn realized you weren’t so bad when you made a joke one time on a run;
You both were in some sort of hardware store gathering supplies when Glenn bent down to grab something. A fart noised sounded in the store and with how quiet it was, Glenn heard it loud and clear.
He stood up and looked at you in embarrassment, truly believing that sound had come from him, only to stop when he saw the grin on your face and the playful glint in your eye. You repeated the noise, blowing a raspberry at him before your shoulders shook in silent laughter.
• After that you both became good friends
• He also realized that you weren’t some hardass that was constantly judging people
• Although he’s definitely caught you staring at the others when they did something questionable, definitely judging them.
• Glenn always found those moments funny, seeing the look of confusion or disbelief on your face
Carl likes you, he thinks your really cool:
• He thinks it’s really cool how you use a bow and arrow (something Daryl is totally not a little jealous of)
• Would beg you to teach him how to use it
• You would, only to grin and silently laugh when he somehow smacks himself in the face with the bow string
• You of course would apologize for laughing and properly teach him how to use it, although he can’t for the life of him draw it back at first
• Carl also thinks it’s really cool how quiet you are as he gets older
• Young Carl was definitely afraid to approach you because of your RBF
• As he gets older though he admires your stealth and will even ask how to be stealthier like you
Other characters:
Merle:
• Merle was convinced that you were lying about being mute
• He probably followed you one day while you went for a hunt or something to confront you
• You beat his ass six ways till Sunday
• He didn’t pester you after that, although Daryl tried to kick your ass for beating up his brother
Maggie:
• She probably thought you were kinda weird at first
• But she was also really curious about you
• Her and Glenn both went to you about the other, Glenn to be an absolute simp, and Maggie to see if Glenn was truly a good guy
Shane:
• Bro hated you from the start
• Because of how quiet you are, he felt like he was always being watched (he was)
• You always had this blank stare when you looked at him, it made him feel like you knew all his secrets (you did)
• You knew about him sleeping with Lori, at first you didn’t care for it but then Rick showed up and turned out to be her husband
• Shane was only a little thankful that you were mute so you couldn’t tell everyone what you knew
• He still knew that you could destroy him through, so he was very careful
• You only tortured him psychologically a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦
• Especially after Otis died
• You had gone with them on the run and had supposedly gotten separated from them when the walkers showed up
• Shane knew better by that point though
• You seemed to know everything
Hershel:
• Just like the rest of the group, he didn’t want you on his farm
• He seemed to like you the most though because you didn’t carry a gun - at all - and you weren’t aggressive like Daryl
• It helped that you put your bow and arrows down whenever he asked for no weapons
• Overall you were just respectful towards the man and he appreciated it
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Of Magic
note: whew dusted off the ole keyboard for this one. if i'm rusty, you gotta allow it. i love this one sm. because i love nanami kento. that is all.
pairings: dad!nanami x (fem) reader
contains: fluff. nanami being the best duh wbk. modern au.
You hear a faint scraping noise from the kitchen as you quietly enter your home, holding your breath while gently closing the door behind you. It's 9:53 PM, and although wishful thinking has you hoping the girls are fast asleep in their beds, you know they're probably waiting for you to come and kiss them goodnight. In your opinion, Kento outshines you in almost every aspect of parenting, but bedtime belongs to you. He just can't do stories like you can—nothing beats the silly voices you give to each character. Your voice range is impeccable.
However, it is late, and you've had multiple conversations with your children about not waiting up for you tonight; one when they had just woken up, another during breakfast, and the last reminder during the car ride to school before dropping them off. They know very well that you had a company event to attend outside of work hours and wouldn't be home until late at night. But still, a small (horrible) part of you wanted them to still be awake, just to hear their cute giggles and feel their tiny, warm hands wrapped around your neck in a tight hug.
"How'd it go?" Kento asks, closing the lid over the Tupperware filled with tonight's dinner, which looks (and smells) like beef and broccoli stir-fry. You stand in the kitchen with a puzzled look on your face.
Instead of answering his question, you point to the food in his hands. "They ate the broccoli?"
Nanami turns to face you and frowns. "Of course they ate the broccoli."
"What?! They never eat broccoli when I'm around."
"That's only because you don't eat broccoli, honey. You're their hero; they wouldn't even touch chocolate cake if dearest mommy turned up her nose at it."
"Dearest mommy, huh," you repeat after him, a grin slowly spreading across your face. Kento wraps one arm around your shoulders lazily, pulling you into him and pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head.
"They should be asleep—"
"Nice."
"But they're probably not," Nanami finishes. You lean your head back to look at him. The beginnings of a smile dance on the corners of his lips.
You fake gasp. "How naughty."
"Soooo naughty."
"I'll go check on them when I go up there to change my clothes." Kento lets go of you and runs a hand through his hair. Noting the exhaustion on his face, you add, "You should rest now that I'm home. I can pack the girls' lunches for tomorrow too."
He shakes his head. "They're already done, but did you know they're really into star shapes now? It was just hearts last week. I can do hearts. I did hearts like a pro, actually."
"Are stars really that hard to do?" You ask, tongue in cheek.
He shoots you a look. In your husband’s defense, he really did cut hearts into foods like a pro. Every single item that went into the girls’ lunch boxes that could be carved into the shape of a heart, was in the shape of a heart. You always watched Kento from the couch in the living room as he meticulously sliced and diced away to make his girls happy.
You pat your hand across one of his cheeks and coo, "You're the best dad ever, literally." You draw out the word literally, eliciting a snort from Nanami.
"I had to ban that word today."
Now it’s your turn to laugh—your oldest daughter learned the word 'literally' in school this week and hasn't stopped using it since. It's sort of hilarious how she sneaks it into every other sentence. You tilt your head to the side and reply in the most serious tone you can muster, "Thank you because it was literally driving me, literally, insane, literally."
A chorus of giggles erupts from the top of the stairs, followed by a thundering rumble of footsteps descending. The moment in the kitchen, interrupted.
Nanami shakes his head gently and sighs, "Hmm, I wonder if they’re awake."
You grab the back of his neck, yank him closer, and plant a loud kiss on his cheek. "My babies are spoiled like little princesses. They need entertainment to go to sleep, and I am their jester. I bid you farewell."
"You’re going to read them a bedtime story?"
"Yes, I am going to read them a bedtime story..."
"Now? At 10:00 PM? And you call me soft..."
“You are, don’t even start.”
After a beat, Kento says softly, “You're so good to them, you know? They’re so lucky to have you.”
Hearing those words from him stops you in your tracks. They wouldn't mean nearly as much coming from anyone else as they do coming from Kento, simply because he is the best father.
He’s so patient, and kind, and understanding. He lets the girls wear whatever madness they want, and is completely fluent in their ramblings and mumbles— far better than you. He knows exactly how they like their oatmeal, and memorized the milk to cereal ratio they must have in their bowls or else the world stops for them; he knows exactly what to say when they're feeling upset to calm them down.
He learned how to bake white chocolate raspberry muffins because it’s their favourite. He learned how to do funky hairstyles just because a crazy hair day at their school was on the horizon. He even learned how to patch holes in their clothes instead of telling them not to lay and roll around in the wood chips at the park because he couldn't bear to cut into their fun.
If Kento didn’t know how to do something, he learned. He was always trying.
To you, your husband is a hard-working, dedicated, outrageously beautiful force of a man.
To your children, he’s nothing short of magic.
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Enemies to lovers with the main four?
i love this concept so much anon !! thank you !!!
Enemies to lovers w/ main four
Kyle :
- i know damn well you guys became enemies because of grades.
- academic award fights.
- this literally all happened because you two wrote on the same topic but you had one mark more than kyle.
- gave you the biggest side eye
“I can’t believe that THEY out of all people got 100! i got 99 why couldn’t i just get a 100, it was the same topic!”
“…dude. y/n is kinda smart its not that surprising.”
- he complains about you whenever you ‘beat’ him with grades
- you dont even know he got beef with you tbh 😭
- you guys didnt even talk at all, you were just in the same class as him unironically.
- one day, you got paired up with him for a history presentation
- he literally rolled his eyes when he heard that and had a mood when you talked to him.
“so.. ill to information and research and you can summarise my points?”
“yeah. whatever. i don’t care.”
- eventually, after days of the two of you guys doing the project he realised you weren’t that bad of a person.
- i can see, after you guys did your presentation he would ask to be your partner more and you happily accepted
- one day, after having kyle over to do another assignment the two of you went to mcdonald’s together.
- that was probably the first time he talked to you, outside of school work.
- he definitely caught feels for you
- unironically invited you to game night with the main 4
“..dude i thought you hated her.”
“….shes not that bad.”
“I TOLD YOU THAT??”
- definitely got jealous when kenny tried flirting with you.
- after that he unironically got more touchy with you.
- holding hands when you guys hung out after studying maths together.
- one day he asked his dad for advice and he said just to ask you out.
- he did… on text.
- my guy wrote a whole essay on you.
Eric :
- you guys definitely became prank wars enemies. full stop.
- prank wars.
- this definitely started because eric thought it would be funny to put a whopee cushion on your seat
- you saw it before you sat down and he got so fucking pissed.
“WHO DOES THIS BITCH THINK THEY ARE? NOT EVEN SITTING DOWN ON IT. WHAT THE FUCK.”
“fatass it isn’t that personal.”
- from there you and him back to back prank each other.
- ..they got worse as they progressed.
- he put a lot of laxatives and arbys sauce into your lunch once
- in return you put a lot of melatonin into his milk and made him sleep during an exam.
- yall are both fucked up like that 😭
- definitely spends a lot of time thinking how he can prank you and you do the same.
- you’re the only thing on his mind at this point.
“i fucking hate how that BITCH is always one step ahead of me.”
“you gotta admit.. theyre kinda hot..”
“NO KENNY. NO.”
“cartman you talk about them a little too much, its like you like them or something.”
“WHAT?! NO. CMON GUYS.”
“..sure fatass.”
- after stan said that he started questioning his feelings towards you.
- he kinda realised you both are kinda similar in your own fucked up way.
- after that day he made a glitter bomb card with a note inside telling you to meet him at his house.
- you arrived and you guys actually worked out well..
- gradually eric started introducing kenny into the group.
- the three of you started planning pranks on the teacher.
- eventually eric started falling. hard.
- you were always so funny and unique with pranks and he loved that.
- eventually asked you out with a cupcake.
“will you go out with me?”
“hm? yeah sure. ..this cupcake doesn’t have arbys sauce and laxatives in it, does it..?”
Kenny :
- to be honest time !! i personally think you guys wouldn’t be enemies.
- more just mutual annoyance.
- i feel like hes not the type to personally hate someone.
- the only reason he would find you annoying is because you would take the girls when he was trying to flirt with them.
“hey doll.”
“you’re talking to me?”
“oh tammy !! exactly who i was looking for!”
- he gets so annoyed because each time he was trying to talk to them you’d interrupt and drag them away to talk to them.
- one day he was fed up with it but didn’t do anything about it.
“how come y/n knows literally every girl i try to flirt with?!”
“because dude, y/n is cool and popular. their going to know everyone dude.”
“yeah bro.”
“plus they hang around the girls as well”
- after that, you kinda stopped hanging around the girls since they were doing a whole protest about something that you didnt want to be involved with.
- kenny eventually just say you walking around the school, just being yourself.
- he oddly, like it. he liked seeing you act like yourself. not pretend like you did with the girls.
- eventually he invited you to game night with the boys.
- you guys played dnd and had fun!
- after that, kenny would invite you to game night more and you eventually unironically replaced butters.
- you and kenny slowly became close friends and he became more possessive over you.
- one day he had enough of these thoughts about you and just asked you out out of the blue.
“hey y/n! doll!”
“hm? oh hey ken.”
“wanna date?”
“uh sure?”
Stan :
- if im going to be honest.. he doesn’t get enemies, except for craig.
- he definitely gets angry but doesn’t hate you.
- he probably got jealous because of you though, that what ticked him off.
- this is probably right after stan and wendy broke up
- you were wendy’s friend but also being stans.
- he once saw you comforting wendy and he got jealous.
“that backstabbing bitch! y/n is with wendy right now.”
“..dude i thought you said you were over wendy.”
“i- i am but still!”
- complained about you to the boys, slowly he would have something against you.
- since you were also friends with him he would give you a moody response when he replied back.
“how are you holding up, stan?”
“fine. just fine. its not like you care.”
- became more cold and colder.
“god look at y/n over there. at the swings with wendy.”
“dude, why are you looking at y/n so much. do you like them or something.”
“what?? no?”
- he kept looking over at you and he slowly started noticed little details of you.
- how you bite your nails when your shy, how pretty you look when your studyin.. wait.. what..
- slowly started noticing more details about you and since you were friends with him he would hang out with you more.
- became more touchy while you hang out.
- he realised now you were just being nice to both sides. trying to be there for both.
- wrapping his arms around your waist while you two walked together.
- blushing as you talk to him.
- eventually he bottles up all his feels about you and breaks down but in a good way?
- going to your house at 3am, crying as you hold him in your arms on your bed.
“and- and my dad keeps putting all this pressure and me and i love you and its so fucking difficult.”
“i know stan, i know… its alright.. wait. you love me..?”
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IT’S NO BIG DEAL — It's a little Big Deal actually.
Summary: You should meet his new friends... all two of them.
"What the hell is this?"
Arguably, he doesn't know if you'd look scarier or less scary without the huge knife you're waving. He has seen you beating people, some of them go out cold with only a kick to the face.
"Not only you went out and got caught up in gang fights, but you also brought back your unruly cohorts to my kitchen? Do you have no fear of death?"
Brad whispers next to him, "She called us unruly cohorts."
"She was raised well," Jake whispers back, "her vocabulary is more developed than us."
"I'm more terrified of the fact that she got us on our knees immediately," Jason hushes back at them, "Who is this girl? Why have you brought us to our deaths?"
Jake throws him a glance with a small smirk on his lips, "She's my future wife. Be nice to her, she'll be your future boss lady."
Jason opens his mouth but snaps it shut when you speak up. "Will you three stop whispering among each other and answer me already?"
With a pacifying smile, Jake raises his hand and gives you an imploring look. "We were hanging out after school and I mentioned to them how I often helped you cook. Hence..."
"Hence you brought them here to freeload?" You raise the knife and Jake flinches back. He knows he's in no real danger, but on some base levels of instinct, his mind's screaming at him to cower and run.
"When you put it like that, it sounds bad," his grin is strained, and he feels cold sweat running down his neck, "you mentioned wanting to test new recipes and I brought you new test subjects, that's all."
Immediately, Jason whips his head to stare at him. "That sounds even worse!"
Jake only grins further, like he didn't throw his friends under the bus a moment earlier. At least, you no longer look mad. You're mulling over his suggestion even, that look on your face when you contemplate is adorable.
Then you glare at him again, "Fine, but you better pull your weight," you say, "I'm not feeding you lots for free."
Brad and Jason are both staring at him now, but he ignores their wide eyes and gets back up on his feet. "As you command, my lady," Jake nods at his friends to follow his lead. After some reluctance, they follow.
You are quick with your delegation around the kitchen, he guesses that comes from your experience commanding him. He doesn't mind, making it go smoother without any unnecessary bickering. After listening to your precise instructions, Jason begins to dice the vegetables while Brad works to season the meat.
Jake has the easier task of helping you knead some dough. "What are we making?" He asks midway through his task, vaguely realizing he doesn't know what he's working on.
"I was going to make pot roast but since your friends probably want to eat sooner, I'm going to make roasted beef with vegetables," you say, "I'm reheating the stew I made yesterday and the rice only needs to be fried, I'll make tuna salad later. That should be quick to prepare."
He snorts. Even with your earlier scolding, you are making enough food to feed the three of them anyway. "Then what are these dough for?"
You throw him a perfunctory glance, "What else? Desserts."
Jake snickers but says nothing in response. Maybe he should have because his silence only leaves space for Jason to butt in. “So, how long have you two been dating?”
He can hear the record scratching in your head. From your expression alone, he knows your head must’ve blanked the moment you heard the question. Unlike you, Jake has no problem with the question. He could’ve taken the initiative to answer it, but he didn’t. Selfishly, he wants to hear the answer from you, even if it’s a denial.
“We aren’t dating,” you frown, “what gives you that impression?”
Jason fumbles, “Well, Jake said—”
Jake coughs loudly, cutting in. “It’s easy to misunderstand, the two of us often spend time with each other,” he hopes his explanation would temper any unfortunate outcome for him, “others can get the wrong idea.”
“Really?” You ask, nonplussed. Somehow, he’s disappointed by your quick recovery from the shock of the situation. “Guess that makes sense.”
Jake, on another hand, turns to Jason and pantomimes zipping his lips shut. He puts on a pleasant smile when you turn back with the pot of stew in your hands, his face is the picture of innocence. In his peripheral vision, he notices Brad clasping his hands in prayers. For who, he can't tell.
Thankfully, you notice none of that and what remains of the cooking session goes on without another noticeable hitch.
There are two things Jake predicted when he brought Jason and Brad over to your place. One of them is that they will see you and fall in love within three seconds because if that happened to him, then no reason why they should be infallible to your wily charm. The second thing is more plausible and amusing all the same, all it takes is for them to eat one bite of your cooking and they'd be heads over heels for you too.
He wouldn't blame them if they never want to leave afterwards. You're simply that irresistible.
Since the previous outcome didn't happen due to your unbridled rage, Jake has a pleased smile on his lips when the boys change their entire demeanour the moment they begin to eat. It's like watching someone actualizing their enlightenment in real-time. Fascinating and wild in equal measure, he can't say he doesn't enjoy watching it.
"So?" Jake asks the question you want to ask but is too polite to mention. You focus on your food, but he knows you're listening because there's a small smile on your lips when Jason answers.
"Holy shit," Jason gawks at him, "you get to eat like this every day?"
Jake grins, "Only when she feels generous enough to grace me with her blessing."
You stick your tongue out at him but the smile on your face when you look back down at your food tells him all. It has been a nice idea bringing Brad and Jason over, even if he did spring it on you out of nowhere.
He could've spent the remainder of the meal watching you, but he knows there are far more productive things he can do. Jake turns to Brad, who has been silent the whole time. Getting his opinion would be a good idea, too. Even if—
"Hey! Eat faster! Brad is eating everything!"
By the end of the meal, Jason and Brad have volunteered for dishes and cleaning duty. You sit at the dining table to monitor them, if only because you don't want anything to happen to your family's chinas. Jake takes the chance to sit back, too. He would love to lend a helping hand, but three would be a crowd.
Besides, he enjoys the chance to talk with you without the interlopers.
"You don't mind?"
He nods at his new friends milling around the kitchen. It'd be a moment before you give him your answer, but the wait is worth it because he's warm all over now. "Not really," you say, "I'd have preferred you giving me a head up so I can prepare better but... it's nice to see you hanging out with friends. You've been hanging out alone for so long."
Jake snorts, "I wasn't hanging out alone, I had you."
"I can't be your only friend, Jake," you chuckle, "'sides, we don't even go to the same school or study in the same grade, it's nice to see you having friends who have more in common with you."
"You and I have plenty in common," he says, "like... we live in the same neighbourhood."
You roll your eyes but your smile is affectionate when you look at him, "Yeah, and once you moved away after you finished school, we'll no longer be friends?"
"You make it sound bad," he laughs softly, "I won't let that happen."
"Mhm, whatever," you hum. "They seem nice, I hope the three of you will stay friends for long. It's better to have many people watching your back since you get into trouble all the time."
He can't help but grin, "Do I seem that unruly in your eyes?"
You arch an eyebrow at him, "Do you want to hear the truth? It will hurt your feeling."
"Please spare me then, my fair lady," he pleads mockingly, "I can only take so much of your cruelty."
Caught in the little bubble he has made with you, Jake fails to overhear the conversation his new friends are making behind his back. All the better because if either of you heard it, he wouldn't know how to play it off without lying.
"...He's whipped."
"He's definitely whipped."
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AS MY TREAT I WANT THE MOST SILLY, GOOFY AAA HCS OF THE PAPA'S.
Like idk Copia used to have to wear earplugs because Terzo snores so loudly it's literally obnoxious or something like that.
“aww my middle finger likes you”
❤︎ synopsis — this is pure bullshittery and crack in its finest form with the papas. they can be a little crazy at times
pairing: all papa emeritus’ x gn!reader (can be platonic or romantic)
theme: crack ✦ , fluff ✿ (if you squint)
a/n: this is a toast to my bestie for being an absolute chad. i was high making these, enjoy.
cw: terzo is a warning enough on his own. that’s it.
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➵ papa primo
he’s the oldest so he constantly has to deal with the shit from his psychopathic brothers
like— primo is basically THE mom friend, except he’s the mom for moe, larry and curly over here
(moe, larry and curly being secondo, terzo and copia)
he constantly had to hold back secondo from beating the shit out of terzo because terzo made fun of him for being bald
“I’M GONNA RIP OFF YOUR WEAVE—“ “SECONDO NO—“
bro unironically listens to weezer
like full out busting down a just dance move to this music
you once caught him dancing to it, and he stood there frozen like the man emoji
he told you to never speak of it again and you just nodded, trying to plague your mind of that horrendous image
primo cannot cook for shit too btw
you were once out and asked him to make something before you got home to the ministry
the minute you walked in the door, the kitchen stove was on fire and all of primo’s ghouls were running around and screaming in infernal about the fire
meanwhile, primo stood there not knowing what to do, looking like the man emoji AGAIN
it’s basically his trademark at this point
“…. primo what the absolute fuck—“ “it wasn’t me i swear.”
while primo’s ghouls were still learning english, he once said “fuck you” to you in a very sarcastic way
but the ghouls thought it was how humans said “hello” in english
so they went around to the other siblings of sin, and sister imperator saying “fuck you” to them while leaving all those poor people offended and dumbfounded
you smacked the back of his head after that and forced him to apologize to his ghouls and to the siblings of sin (plus imperator of course)
and he gave the ghouls extra scritches too
primo also has the dad sneeze
like he can send another universe to the next tomorrow with his goofy ass sneeze
he once sneezed so loud he scared copia and caused him to bang his head on the wall
it was kinda funny tbh
anyways yeah note to self stay 10000 feet away from primo if he’s on the verge of sneezing
it’ll save your life
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➵ papa secondo
secondo has two moods
“oh my satan you’re all so stupid i literally hate you all” and “tee hee i’m a girly girl”
like ??? what’s this guy on???
this guy has the sass of a high school history teacher
like secondo’s being so deadass about whatever he’s saying but he’s always fucking saying it like—
“c’mon now, you literally have the style of a hairless roach 💅”
it confuses you a lot of the time, really
secondo has his moments where he’s sweet, but for the most part he’s pulling up the middle finger to everyone he sees
it’s a habit
someone could say hi to him in the nicest way possible and he’ll just grumble and flip them off
it’s not even that he’s trying to be mean, it’s a habit (a very bad habit)
you once got tired of it and smacked his hand, when he flipped you off. so it’s safe to say he no longer does it
at least to you
secondo is an absolute menace to his brothers
with primo he’s chill because he’s the eldest, but with the younger two he’s got no chill
definitely made copia cry at some point during his younger years
he later got his ass chewed out by you and primo, because no one makes copia cry
secondo’s literally so bossy it’s kinda funny
he’s always one flip flop away from smacking someone every time someone pisses him off
him and terzo are BEEFING all the time
and it’s over the stupidest shit too
“you’re stupid.” “well, you’re face is stupid” “you’re both stupid, end of the discussion.”
you once switched out all of his skull face paint for a pink barbie pallet
so secondo was walking around lookin’ like hello kitty emeritus and everyone was trying so hard not to laugh
even his ghouls were struggling too
“… secondo—“ “not. another. word.”
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➵ papa terzo
bro’s the fuckin’ definition of fruity
you thought secondo was girly pop?? wait ‘till you see terzo, he’s fucking extravagant
will literally show up in the grocery store lookin’ like a character ripped straight from criminal minds
like— he has to make a show EVERYWHERE he goes. he likes to stand out
terzo is also the type of man to wear skirts and dresses because he knows he’s hot shit and he devours every fit he puts together
he shows off that waist frfr
“… terzo what the fuck—“ “shut up you know i’m sexy and i’m going to show it.”
if you wear skirts or dresses he’ll definitely ask to borrow them
he definitely passed down his fruitiness to copia
and to his ghouls
he scams kids on adopt me and has a good laugh every time because he likes to see people get mad at him since he stole their hella expensive pet from them
primo told him to quit it because what kind of satanic pope scams poor little children on a roblox game?
as stylish as terzo is, he cannot do his hair and makeup to save his life
he’ll usually ask you to do it for him wherever he has to perform or do public events, which is why his face paint is simple compared to secondo and primo
it gives you two bonding time though and it’s cute
he once watched the pinkie pie smile hd video and was traumatized for a few days
like he straight up locked himself in his room and would not come out unless you convinced him to do so
during an after party after a concert ritual, he got so wasted and almost kissed omega
like you had to PRY this man off of the poor ghoul, while omega stood there unaffected (hehe tall buff demon boy)
terzo is the shortest emeritus and none of his brothers will let him live it down
ESPECIALLY copia, since he’s younger than him
terzo almost kicked him in the nuts because of that
but that definitely was a stab to his already massive ego
you reassured him that there’s nothing wrong with his height even though you found some of the jokes his brothers made funny
live laugh love terzo
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➵ papa copia
copia doesn’t know what he’s doing half of the time
like he’s just given a mic and he just wings a performance while the ghouls on stage are fucking around and going absolutely feral
out of all the papas, copia legitimately treats his ghouls like his own kids
he feels like he’s getting more grey hairs every time he has to stop swiss from fucking his own guitar, or sodo and phantom from fighting about cheese sticks
you sometimes help copia do ghoul-sitting and it’s just chaos. you’re literally their second parent
copia and you = parent duo for the era iv ghouls
he unironically owns a lot of funko pops
and he keeps the one of himself on a special pedestal in a glass case for safe keeping
though secondo almost once knocked over the case and he was three seconds away from smiting a bitch
you once were looking for copia because you wanted to ask him something and you found him in a ritual room
except the ritual was that he surrounded himself with a bunch of rat plushies and he was on his knees in front of a picture of a rat with a tiny crown
you were so confused, and he refuses to acknowledge what that was
“…. copia i—“ “you didn’t see anything.”
he fucking washes himself with dish soap and laundry detergent
this man is going around smelling like dawn dish soap and it’s so weird
it’s not that it even smells bad??? it just smells so interesting and strong you swear you’re in a fever dream
copia is an avid mitski fan
definitely cried his eyes out like a little bitch when he first listened to “the land is inhospitable and so are we” because he couldn’t get over how sad “my love mine all mine was”
radiates theater kid energy
but like— the kind of theater kid that is just passionate about theater and is very giddy when people ask about it
when he started his first meeting as papa he got so nervous that he straight up started the meeting with the word “mushroom”
like it’s so random ??? but it made the ghouls and you giggle so it somewhat worked out ??
copia is a little silly
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What are you headcanons about Senju in the relationships with new toman
Like toman in the good timeline? That's what I went with since that's the newest version of toman, tried to include everyone in it and I think I got everyone at least mentioned once? (South is also here).
She enjoys teasing Baji (this includes telling Chifuyu and Kazutora childhood stories about him)
Senju still challenges Mikey sometimes and will try to beat him in lots of little contests like arm wrestling.
Likes Mucho a lot, sometimes he brings her cake (she's unsure as to why Sanzu frowns about this though)
Likes hanging out with Taiju because she finds his fighting style to be strong and interesting.
Draken is thankful for her presence since she handles the division whenever Sanzu gets into trouble and disbanded.
Once playfully threatened to break Hanma's wrist after he teased her over her height and patted her on the head. Hanma of course was very amused by the whole interaction (though he didn't do it again).
Switches schools to either Takemichi's or another group in toman's school so she isn't so alone anymore.
Has a bit of beef with some of the members who think guys shouldn't fight girls. It's not uncommon for them to step into her fights and take her opponents as a way of trying to keep her safer. (As time goes on this becomes less common)
Tries very hard to make friends with Hakkai even after she's told he won't talk to her. She brings him drinks a lot and tries to be friendly towards him.
She tries to convert them all into being mint chocolate chip fans, but struggles to actually win anyone over.
The first time she meets Angry, she assumes she's done something wrong so tries to make him laugh/ smile.
Gets along well with Rindou and sometimes works out with him
She also sometimes works out with Kakucho too (she heard about the yakuza thing from Rindou and immediately wanted in. But unfortunately Kakucho just took her to beat up some random thugs)
Her and Inui hold a lot of respect for each other
Occasionally goes on shopping trips with Koko
If she needs help with her uniform or dressing then she has no problem asking Mitsuya for it, he acts completely natural about it which makes her feel more relaxed when she needs help with adjustments. (Emma is also sometimes around to lend a hand)
Although her and Smiley are on good terms, he'll sometimes blush if she gets too close or hugs him. Angry thinks this is funny
She once complimented Shion's tattoo, he thinks this makes them close friends.
Likes reading manga with Chifuyu
Becomes very close with South (even though he seems to appear after toman) they play fight a lot.
Ran has offered to take her to his hair salon many times, she's always refused.
When she first joined toman, a few of the background guys weren't happy with this so she beat them up then asked if anyone else had a problem with her being here. No one stepped forward.
She likes the mizo mid members and thinks they're pretty funny (they were acting strangely when they first met her, mainly because they were holding their breaths and hoping Makoto wouldn't say anything weird. Especially since Sanzu was watching them the whole time).
Izana cheers for Senju anytime she challenges Mikey
If Pah needs someone to walk Pochi, he knows Senju is always willing to help out (she loves dogs)
One time when Peh wanted to talk to Mitsuya during handcrafts club time, he took Senju with him and told her to distract Yasuda with "girl stuff". It backfired pretty badly though when they started talking about embarrassing things Peh had done.
Senju is amazed at how much corn Mochi can eat, she thinks it's cool
Senju once found Kisaki asleep at a meeting so she snuck his glasses away, put them on and then did her best kisaki impression. Kisaki was not impressed.
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HOW HATERS ARE BORN (HHAB)
♡ characters — bonus characters
heizou: the most unmotivated person you'll ever meet, but only for very specific things. like school. after being pitifully denied from most of the top universities in inazuma, he decided to give up and become a police officer. until...he got fired for doing that too (in his defense, the alcoholic hit first). he was planning to lie to his mom that he was going to a private university just so he can become a nomad. that's what he thought his plan was; until his friend yanfei showed him a video of the same person who went to him to help them find a "stalker" getting coffee spilled all over them. huh. guess he should look back into it.
yanfei: aspiring lawyer that got seven scholarships at one point in her life, heizou often is jealous of her and makes it known in how much he gloats about how he has bigger muscles than her. allegedly, he can beat her in a fight, but she's not too confident about that statement (nor is he). they both got really invested in watching yours and scaramouche's beef, and started to pull their own stunts behind the scenes. there's nothing funnier than being anonymously involved in other people's lives. the funniest part? they both had nothing to gain.
furina: voice actress, opera singer, streamer, you name it. furina is a big deal, and you are in love with her. she originally started on youtube, and people loved watching her because she was a breath of fresh air. even though most of her following isn't concerned with her streaming, she broke boundaries for twitch, naturally becoming a lifestyle kind of streamer. naturally charismatic with everyone she meets, your biggest dream was to be as big as she was. hell, you wanted to be her dog. little did you know that she was right under your nose the entire time.
nahida: okay, this wasn't initially her idea, but it worked out for her. she's not that talkative in her videos, mainly because she never knows what to say, but she impacted the toy industry through the sheer amount of views of her toy reviews. all she does is show the toy to the camera, play with it a little, and gives either a thumbs up or a thumbs down. who is even editing her videos? she is. she is hustling the toy community singlehandedly. nahida definitely knows what she's doing, it's why sometimes during a business meeting she sounds so profound.
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YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.
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I mean I feel like every person on the planet would still be obsessing over schoolboy experiences and unable to hold a civil tongue as an adult if one of those experiences was some thug setting them up to get murdered by a werewolf and getting away with it scot-free! Sometimes I kinda feel like JKR went a tiny bit too hard in Snape’s Worst Memory.
an eminently reasonable point, anon - in response to this, on whether sirius and snape could work as a couple if james was still alive.
the werewolf incident and the bullying we see in snape's worst memory are pretty bonkers - and, while they're great for character work [snape seeing himself as a victim targeted for his obvious poverty by the posh and beloved, who the rest of the school will always side with, is a really key aspect of his radicalisation], and while the fact that the marauders basically get away with everything is crucial for the plot [since both james and sirius need that swaggering conviction that they're invincible for the idiotic secret keeper plan to work], they aren't helping dumbledore beat the "hogwarts is a safeguarding nightmare" allegations...
[the older i get, the more sympathy i have with the opposition to dumbledore as headmaster. i'm team lucius malfoy, i fear. cut that hippogriff's head off...]
but one thing i think is really interesting is that - despite the intensity of the bullying and the weakness of the school's response - snape's beef with sirius in adulthood is a petty obsession over schoolboy drama, rather than a visceral response to trauma that he can be forgiven for being unable to control.
snape and sirius interact by behaving like children. they squabble constantly, go out of their way to make little digs about each other both to each other's faces and behind each other's backs, act like shaking hands is going to kill them, remember everything the other has ever said and done, and so on...
their aim is evidently to "win" their interactions in the eyes of others, by forcing those others to side unequivocally with them - even the "sirius black showed he was capable of murder at the age of sixteen" point in prisoner of azkaban is fundamentally snape trying to get dumbledore to acknowledge that he's the best little boy in the room. unsuccessfully.
but they also both clearly enjoy this way of interacting - and i think it's always worth emphasising that, while i think snape does sincerely believe that sirius intended to kill him by sending him to the shack, he is never shown in canon to be afraid of him.
[even when sirius is threatening him with his wand during the occlumency discussion, snape is too busy reading him to care.]
and the very fact that they spend so much time being childish towards each other proves this. because it's very striking - especially in prisoner of azkaban - that snape is afraid of lupin.
and this fear manifests itself not in confrontation, but in avoidance. snape goes out of his way to never be alone with lupin, he makes his efforts to undermine him [setting the essay which outs him as a werewolf, reminding dumbledore that he thinks he's helping sirius enter the castle] when he is guaranteed to be indisposed, and - after lupin leaves his teaching job - we literally never see the two interact.
i think you can make, then, a pretty plausible case for the idea that snape focuses his trauma over nearly being eaten by a werewolf onto... the werewolf himself. snape certainly thinks lupin was in on the plan to lure him to the shack - and he evidently regards the adult lupin as someone who approaches the management of his lycanthropy recklessly, which massively endangers others.
[remember, we only have lupin's word for the claim that snape forces him to leave his job because of his rage over his lost order of merlin... and not because lupin's failure to take his wolfsbane might have killed any number of the children who live in the school he appears to have been hired at to teach without any safeguarding measures being put in place.]
[although - before i make snape sound like an ofsted hero - obviously the main reason he forces lupin out is because he thinks he conspired with dumbledore and harry to free the man who murdered his beloved lily, and lupin is the only one of those people who he can feasibly get revenge on.]
lupin also functions - i think - as the living person on whom snape can focus his fury over james. and, in particular, over the hagiographical way james is remembered - which harry draws attention to in order of the phoenix by pointing out that nobody but snape has ever told him that his father was anything less than wonderful. snape's loathing of james' postmortem reputation - which connects to a belief he has while at school that james is two-faced, obsessed with his public image, and nowhere near as charming in private as he likes to make himself seem before a crowd [which is, of course, the only reason he thinks james intervened before lupin could kill him] - seems to me to be the clearest way in which his trauma over being bullied and never receiving any acknowledgement of that fact manifests itself.
[after all, the fact that everyone is agreed that james was perfect and noble and clever and loyal and funny and brave and benignly cheeky must make him feel... pretty gaslit...]
lupin is the character who expresses this hagiographical view of james most explicitly - he is literally incapable of ever criticising him [i.e. him telling harry that snape thinks james was a bully because he was jealous that james was so talented and popular... instead of because he was a bully...], hence him becoming the focus of snape's lingering trauma over what the "perfect" james did to him.
in contrast, snape clearly regards sirius as more honest - by which i don't mean that he regards him as more admirable, but that he believes with sirius that what you see is what you get. as bizarre as it sounds, i think he actually rates sirius for his role in the werewolf trick, because the callous disregard for his life sirius displays is something which confirms snape's belief that he's a cruel, crude, murderous cunt who doesn't deserve an ounce of the praise he gets, and he's clearly pleased that sirius appears to agree with this assessment. james and lupin - both of whom he clearly thinks whitewash their roles in the scheme in order to seem heroic [james] and a poor innocent [lupin] - upset him much more because he knows they're awful, violent liars but nobody else can see it.
this is an extremely perverse way of respecting someone, but it is respecting someone nonetheless... and i do think, as i said in the ask which inspired this one, that this would set up a way for snape and sirius to grow beyond the schoolboy sniping in time, in a world where james and lily lived and snape and sirius weren't forced by their grief into a state of arrested development - perpetually twenty-one, each using his teenage relationship with the other as a way of self-soothing his agony by regressing to a dynamic they had when their lost loves were still alive...
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I noticed something while rewatching Dad Beat Dad...
At the start, he is downright pissed at the mere sight of Lucifer. Full on Shut up actually send me all her medicajealous, no holds barred, actively trying to get under his skin. His entire demeanor from the moment Lucifer appeared on screen made his thoughts very clear: He does not like Lucifer!
Now, we can go into why and make all sorts of assumptions based on context we know. We know he believes Lucifer to be a neglectful king and father, we discover in this same episode he is on a 'leash,' we know he went missing for 7 years which coincidentally coincided with Lucifer's ex wife's disappearance. Honestly, there's a clear picture that whatever beef he has with Lucifer likely has something to do with all those factors.
But what I noticed most of all, what I want to point out, is that Alastor's opinion on Lucifer changes!
During the song More than Anything, we see Alastor smiling fondly at Charlie and Lucifer while they reconnect! The same Alastor that shortly beforehand had been near ready to rip Lucifer to shreds for the crime of simply hugging his daughter! We see that the moment Charlie finally got through to Lucifer and the King of Hell began to truly, earnestly support his daughter and her dreams... Alastor stopped hating him.
And coincidentally, did you notice that after that moment, Alastor amped up his own support of Charlie? We can assume it was at most a day or two after the trial that episode Hello Rosie happened, and while Alastor admittedly did take advantage of Charlie's vulnerability to force her into a deal, the terms of the deal was that he'd tell her what he knew. It did not encompass helping her with anything else. Yet right after telling her about Carmilla, he actively and happily brought her to what we can earnestly say is one of the few places in Hell Alastor considers a safe place.
He brought her to Cannibal Town. Probably the ONLY place in Hell outside of his Radio Tower where he can relax and simply be. He introduced her to his best friend, who coincidentally head exactly what Charlie needed both in the way of advice and a means to combat the angels. And he even went so far as to pukk the ultimate show of trust by letting Charlie hold his mic cane. Twice.
Keep in mind that it isn't just a tool. It's literally a part of Alastor and the focal point of his power. It's proven in his fight with Adam that his cane is his weakness. When you damage it, he becomes vulnerable. Charlie DOESN'T know this. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been swinging it around the way she did at the beginning of Ready for This. Yet Alastor still gave it to her on multiple occasions without a second thought.
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#hazbin hotel#alastor#nunalastor asks#meta#i personally interpreted his look during more than anything as annoyed tbh
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i haven’t seen anyone talk about this yet but has anyone noticed the foils of carmy’s mom and sydney’s dad?
carmy’s mom was in the restaurant business (the beef is a family restaurant) and loves cooking (makes christmas dinner every year, nat, michael, and carmy use her recipes), she fully understands the love of making something. still, she can’t show up for carmy and nat when they open the bear. she has a drinking problem and doesn’t acknowledge it, even after her son dies of addiction/depression, even when her other kids need her.
sydney’s dad has no idea why sydney does what she does; he watches her struggle and is so scared for her because he doesn’t understand why she loves cooking. he’s there opening night though, and catches sydney after to affirm his belief in her. it’s alluded to that he had a drinking problem, and he went sober. (fak brings out the italian sodas they had prepped because sydney’s dad doesn’t drink) he’s the only parent she has left, and he beats the odds to show up for her everytime.
i think this is also giving us a really good picture of who carmy’s dad and sydney’s mom were:
carmy’s dad had a gun in his night stand, donna doesn’t talk about him, she goes out with guys like lee who treat her kids like trash possibly because her husband did too.
sydney’s mom is talked about in hushed tones, seen in pictures, as someone capable and strong, honored every year on her birthday. even though sydney can’t have a relationship with her, sydney feels comfort in hearing stories about her and seeing her dad’s love for her.
#the bear#the bear hulu#carmy berzatto#carmy the bear#sydney#sydney the bear#sydney adamu#donna berzatto#emmanuel adamu#robert townsend#ayo edebiri#jeremy allen white#jamie lee curtis
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Obey me brothers react to finding a note in their desk that says “get out of my school” and it was actually mc who wanted to ask them to go on a date with them afterschool but got too shy to ask and intended to write “go out with me after school” but wrote the above instead
Lucifer
He could most definitely recognize the handwriting, so he went straight to you to ask about it. There was no point in beating around the bush, since this was very uncharacteristic of you. You were his shy Y/N, who he absolutely loved to tease.
It was adorable to see you squirm uncomfortably as you finally got it out that you wanted to ask him out but accidentally wrote the wrong thing. Oh, how precious. He wouldn’t torture you too much, since now you both have a date at the Ristorante Six at 6 pm. Wear your fanciest clothing!
Mammon
He was scared, alright? Perhaps he owed someone something? He went to you to rant about it and have you help him to figure out who wrote him this malicious letter. He just paced back and forth, not letting you get a word out.
Eventually, you shouted his name and stuttered out that you wrote the letter. You explained that you meant to ask him out but accidentally wrote that instead. The blush on his face could rival the ripest tomato. With that being said, would you care to go on a drive with him?
Leviathan
You didn’t have to tell him twice! That’s why he’s doing online classes: to avoid the unnecessary stress of going in-person. However, when he saw this note on his at-home desk, he was scared that someone was beefing with him and went to you to talk about it.
He thought you were playing a cruel prank when you told him that it was a mistake and you meant to ask him out. You literally had to place kisses all over his face to start getting him to see that your feelings were genuine, and he was blushing so hard. Would you, maybe, want to watch this romance anime with him?
Satan
Also recognized your handwriting and how uncharacteristic your message was. He went to you to discuss if this was your actual message because if so, he would be super upset that you didn’t reciprocate his affection. You wouldn’t rip his heart out like that, right?
He smirked when you got red in the face and told him that it was supposed to be a confession but you instead wrote that. So, you did reciprocate his feelings. He honestly can’t remember a time where his heart fluttered so much. Would you like to go on an evening stroll with him to a local cat café?
Asmodeus
He didn’t think it was that big of a deal since he slept with a lot of people, maybe they were just angry because he didn’t pursue them and he broke their heart. However, he did see it as a way to get you to comfort him as he ‘cried’ about it.
When you told him that you were supposed to ask him out instead of writing that, he squealed in excitement while cooing at how adorable you were. You shy little human, why didn’t you tell him sooner?? Well, no point in dwelling in the past when you got a date on Friday at this new restaurant that opened up!
Beelzebub
He thought it was one of his brothers trying to scare him because he devoured all of the contents within the fridge. He asked around and everyone genuinely said that they had no part in writing the letter. Then he asked you.
He smiled when he found out the true intention of the letter. You were just shy and wrote that instead of asking him out? Well, why doesn’t he ask you out instead? Does Hell’s Kitchen work for you on Saturday at 6?
Belphegor
Dang, maybe it was karma. I mean, after killing one of the exchange students, he was bound to get some hate. He probably figured it was from you, and he understood because he did murder you and you’re probably still salty about it.
What he didn’t expect it to be was a failed confession. Were you mentally alright? You did remember that he murdered you, didn’t you? I mean, if you’re willing to forgive him that easily, then what you say you have an at-home date where you stay inside and cuddle while watching movies?
#obey me#obey me!#obey me x reader#obey me shall we date#obey me shall we date x reader#obey me lucifer x reader#obey me lucifer#lucifer x reader#lucifer#obey me mammon x reader#obey me mammon#mammon x reader#mammon#obey me levi x reader#obey me leviathan x reader#obey me leviathan#leviathan#leviathan x reader#obey me levi#obey me satan x reader#satan x reader#satan#obey me satan#obey me asmo x reader#asmodeus x reader#asmodeus#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmodeus x reader#obey me asmo#asmo
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