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controld3vil · 15 days

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two psychopaths

pairing(s): dune 2 cast x actor!reader (platonic), austin butler x actor!reader (can be read as ambiguous/platonic/romantic, WHATEVER YOU GUYS PREFER)

synopsis: requested by this ask and this!

alt: regardless of you two playing psychopaths, in reality, you were the sweetest human beings ever.

notes: i applaud austin butler for his performance omg!! dually noted that the reader has hair that is long enough to be put into a ponytail (they are showing off a cute hair tie they got). NO BETE READ i apologize !!

You should have expected something. If not for your past antics, there would be no reason for them to be here. It was touching really, playing against your own tactics.

Without delay, in the morning, you were going to buy breakfast. When you decided and reluctantly remembered your cast members were going to have an interview around the same area. The building was close by, a block from the café shop. And so you rushed across the street, with a butter croissant in one hand, and a hot drink in another.

"Boo!" As you had snuck behind, grabbing both of their shoulders together in a tight squeeze. You could feel Timothee Chalamet's body jump while Austin Butler feeling startled, and involuntarily jerked back to swat your hand.

"Hey!"

"Oh my gosh, you scared me!"

"That was the point!" Your snickering was quickly joined by the film crew behind the scenes. It was all caught on camera and gave a great spook for everyone on set. You could still feel your heartbeat pumping as you tightened your grip on both of their shoulders.

"They really got you two!" The host of Comicbook.com and interviewer Brandon Davis exclaimed, covering his mouth with his fist. You were glad he and the rest of the crew obligated you to sneak in, a few minutes before their interview. Your eyes followed behind the movie poster to the corner, where you had laid your breakfast. Making sure nothing slipped or stomped on.

"Now we're really gonna get you next time!" Timothee's voice brought your attention back to him. Your grip never leaves his side, as he holds onto it as if threatening you.

"I'd like to see you two try," Nodding as you sneered. To add more to the competition, you gave a shaky handshake without breaking eye contact.

On the other hand, Austin could only lean back in his chair with an amused grin. "I thought you also had an interview today?" Tapping your hand on his shoulder, casually not minding your invasion of his personal space.

Your attention shifts, and you smile sweetly. "Mine is after lunch so I still got time." Lowering your tone, playfully mimicking Austin's voice. "I'll see you guys later though, enjoy your interview!"

As you release your grip to pat their heads, Timothee swerves to wave goodbye. Almost hitting himself in the face with your hand. "Alright- whoa see ya!". In an instant, Austin gives you a look before patting his seatmate on the back.

You grabbed your belongings, then thanked everyone walking out. Brandon Davis looked even more ecstatic now, knowing the actor's moods were lifted, looking a lot happier and pumped.

"Well what a great start to our interview huh?"

"Hm?"

"Oh yeah, the best!"

In turn, a couple hours after, you and Josh Brolin had been seated for the start of your interview. It was arranged by Maude Garrett, with whom you had talks with Jessica Ferguson before. Meeting her again was a pleasant encounter. You had a fantastic time with her last time and believed it would be no different with Brolin by your side.

"Hey!" She squeals out your name, hands in the air. "I'm so happy to see you again!"

"I came back just for you," Clutching her hand, you wave it back and forth. You were gleaming with joy as you seated yourself next to Brolin, who gave you a confused smile.

"You two know each other?"

"Oh no no-"

"I did an interview with her and Jessica," you clarified before glancing at Maude, "She's really nice!"

"So that's why you wanted to come along?" Josh exasperates a sarcastic groan. "Do you not want to do interviews with me?"

The humorous banter does not diminish throughout the interview. No, having worked with Josh Brolin through Dune, you were always attentive to his words. You can tell how passionate he is to be a part of Dune. The way he's communicated with Villeneuve and the producers, made you appreciate him more. Even before the interview had started, Brolin had brought up a book he had been working on with Greig Frazer of the photography of Dune.

You knew it was a fun project for him and he even gifted you one of the first few copies before release.

"Do you think Duncan Idaho is going to be a big part of Part 3?" Brolin and Garrett were having a conversation about potential possibilities for the Dune universe. As it was a well-known fact for book readers, more complex characters and plotlines divert after the first novel.

While you sat patiently, only ever observant of of their interaction. "I mean, I love-"

Suddenly there were screams. Boom! Your eyes lit up as if a sudden alarm had gone off. It was then two bodies came crashing towards you to notice what was happening. The two young male actors hurdled over you and Josh Brolin in a frenzy, surrounding you all in a big bear hug. You could decipher your mentor's frightful yet affectionate grin.

"Oh my gosh!" You almost shrieked, hand instinctively placing over your heart in reassurance. Timothee stood by Brolin's side, shaking him side by side. While Austin held onto yours, having the time of his life at your expression. You could tell already that cameras were caught yours and Brolin's slow-mo reaction.

"What's going on?!"

Mumbles of excitement were scattered on the scene. You could not stop smiling, as you placed your hand on top of Austin's, looking at him in pure defeat and fondness. As if saying, you got me.

"Thank you, god!" Josh happily cries out, bowing his head pure of joy.

Eventually, the Elvis actor lets go and formally greets the interviewer, shaking her hand. "Hi, I'm Maude! Nice to meet you!"

"Is this the interviewer you were talking to me about?" Austin looks at you, questionably. "The one asking about the popcorn bucket?"

You nod, enthusiastically. "She is! Maude, I was raving about you!"

"Awh!" The blonde female places a hand over her heart, warmly. She pouts lovingly at your comment. "How sweet of you!"

On the other side, Timothee grins back at Brolin before saying his hellos to you. "Hey, how are you?"

"I literally saw you hours ago!" You pointed your index finger directly at him, scoldingly. However, in return, the French actor laughs, and before hearing Austin turning to Brolin.

"We got the books."

"We got them and you got to sign it." Timothee states, placing both his hands on Brolin.

"Ok!" Suddenly the shot pans to you, having your mouth wide open.

"We'll bring em'- Give me a little- give me a little personal message-"

"I love you guys!" The older actor bellows, opening his arms for all of you three to join in one last hug. Seconds after, Brolin pats his French costar adorably on the back as a farewell. "I love you! Get outta here!"

The camera pans to Timothee moving towards your seat. As you discreetly mumble, making puppy dog eyes. "I get to sign too, right?!" He only chuckles before softly punching your shoulder as a gesture of approval.

"We got you good this time!" The French costar makes finger guns, playfully shooting at you in victory. You couldn't help but blow a raspberry in denial.

"I didn't know you guys were gonna do it today!"

"That was the whole point!" Austin chastely pats the back of your seat, gliding his hand to connect with yours to shake.

Sometime after your encounter, you and Austin managed to meet again in Los Angeles. It was when the Associated Press wanted to have you two for an interview with their AP film writer, Lindsey Bahr, to speak on topics that would pertain to both of your characters. You, coming back from the first film, with a new profound experience. Upon his introduction, Austin's character, Feyd-Rautha, is portrayed as a calculating and highly skilled warrior in Harkonnen's fashionable way.

You couldn't wait, as you sped into the boardroom where the interview was taking place. Lindsey Bahr beside the camera, was casually chatting with Austin as the rest of the crew prepared for the shoot.

The two of you gave each other a quick hug before taking your seats to get comfortable.

"Oh look what I got from New York!" Your head spins clockwise to show the back of your head, only to confuse Austin and the rest of the crew profoundly. This was a small snippet the Associated Press wanted to keep in the interview. They believed it was a great preview promoter to display your and Austin's relationship with each other.

"What is it? What are you showing us?" The blonde-brunette male puts forward, as the camera zooms in on him inspecting you dumbfounded. It pans to you grabbing your hair tie before turning back to face the audience.

Your hair once slicked by its restraint is now free and lies on your shoulders. It doesn't fall evenly on you though, but almost awkwardly due to the gel in your locks.

"Look at this!" You show it to the camera with a hand holding the item. And another, palm up to allow better focus. It was a character plush hair tie. One of a loveable cookie with one eyebrow raised. It even had one big tooth sticking out. "Isn't it cute?"

"It's adorable!" Linsey says with a smile. Your grin was contagious as she admired your high enthusiasm for the small accessory. "Where did you find it in New York?"

"In a BTS store," you pierced your lips together, thumbs smoothing over the face of the plushie. "I was looking for a gift for my cousin. And then I saw a bunch of displays of these!"

"I like his little expression," Austin perks up, arms relaxing on the armrest. Though his posture was leaning to look at the cute ornament in your hands. "He looks questionable intrigued."

"He is," You agree, locking eyes with him. "He kind of looks like me, yeah?"

Your costar charmingly laughs, as you lift the cookie next to your face. You did your best to mimic its expression, trying not to break. "He kind of does actually," Before leaning to push away some strands of your hair behind your shoulder.

And the interview commenced smoothly. It did not feel one-sided or exclusive from one person. You and Austin were able to enjoy yourselves, talking and reliving the moments you had onscreen. You barely had any scenes together, in fact, both of your characters were across planets from each other by the time the climax of the film began. Though it had mostly focused on Paul's and Feyd's rivalry for the throne even then. Little was known about your characters together despite having fair similarities in combat, and personality.

Then there was a question that came up from Bahr, asking if you all, specifically the younger casts spent time together after filming or stayed in your hotel rooms.

Austin decided to step in and respond. "I mean we had some dinners- when we got hungry."

"I'd say both. I mean it was rare for the five of us to be together because of our production schedules." You say, scratching your arm upwards. Out of your peripherals, you could see Austin nod in correspondence. "Otherwise, most people were really beaten up. I mean- I think me, Florence, Timothee, Zendaya, and Austin are the tamest bunch you know? Dinner was the latest school night we had."

"Right, we'd be so tired," Your male costar snickers, covering his smile with his hand.

Then it was like a light bulb flashes above your head when your eyes flash in revelation. "We did like to go shopping a lot together."

"Really? How was that like?"

"A lot of hours, that's for sure." Austin crosses his arms, exhaling a long groan. Only for you to have a guilty pout, shyly backing up in your chair. Even you did not deny his claims. "I mean- with them, all of the bags get piled onto me."

"I try to spend less every time I go shopping with him," You wave your arms defensively. With an amused smile, the Elvis actor could only want to listen to more, back fully leaning on his chair. "Though me and Zendaya love to go shopping all the time."

"It must've been a hectic shopping spree!"

"The most hectic," Your costar spouts a satirical groan as you dismissively smile and shake your head.

And most of all, you were fortunate enough to be invited to Graham Norton's show alongside Josh Brolin and Austin Butler. Coincidently other stars such as Olivia Coleman and Jodie Foster were present which made you more instantly excited. It was a row stacked with amazing actors and actresses. Even you, who have been considered in a few films were more than ecstatic to meet every one of them.

It took some time into the interview when Norton brought up Dune. As he went down the line of people, Austin was the last person on the couch yet to be asked a question. You were sitting beside Josh and Jodie Foster, whom you eagerly met backstage only minutes prior when you all went onstage. It was all nerve-wracking from the start. However, the longer you sat and talked, the more comfortable you became with the people you so charismatically looked up upon.

"Now Austin," Graham raises his hand as he directs everyone's attention to the TV screen, "Now what the fuck happened to you?" Then a still image of him in all costume as Feyd Rautha appears. Leading the audience to laugh and even a few chuckles from the couch. Graham's straightforwardness too caught you offhand as you cough not so subtly in the background.

Waves of ohs and awes rippled from person to person.

"Did you- did you know- yes that's Austin!"

"By the way- that's how I met him the first time because everyone said if you met Austin- Oh you're gonna love Austin," Brolin starts, one arm leaning against the back of the couch. "And then finally, I knocked on his trailer door- and I opened the door to this pasty bald emaciated thing." More laughter erupts as you sweetly grin at the faint memory of their meeting.

"But you didn't shave your head?"

"I was- I was going straight to another film and uh- called The Bike Riders with Tom Hardy and Jeff Nickels who was directing," Austin explains the director specifically asked him not to shave his head. As it would be difficult to grow back quickly and transition from Dune. "So the wonderful hair and makeup team did that to me." As he points back to the picture of him and Lea Seydoux.

"Wow!"

"That's a bald wig!"

"Yeah isn't it incredible?" The Elvis actor gleams back at Olivia and then to you. You give him a wider grin, cocking your head sideways until the attention is drawn back to Graham.

"And also, it's not just- it doesn't- where does it start?"

"It attaches where my eyelids are," He points and the rest of the actresses could only stare in astonishment.

"Whoa, you didn't have to shave your eyebrows either."

"That's- wow!"

"But it's incredibly meticulous if they're a millimeter off, you can't open one eye and uhm- so yeah they were incredible." He explains, pointing closely to his eyelids to make a better visualization of how detailed his look was for the crew. Truly it was an astonishing character design, and to have Austin fill in those shoes was a great casting choice. You couldn't think of anyone else to play Feyd.

"Was it like an hour?" Jodie brings up, having one hand on her chin innocently.

"It was three hours." Disappointed grunts and groans came from the two women beside you. It was as if the moment he mentioned how long it took, all the enthusiasm to try bald wigs was out of the table. It was hilarious, both Olivia and Foster looking back and avoiding eye contact with anyone. Seated next to them, you followed along, shaking your head so slightly, staring at them as if saying, really?!

"Shave my head!" Graham shouts and yelps agreeing to his holler followed the room. Seconds after the noise disperse, the host turns his eyes on you. He brings your attention, saying your name in confidence. "And uh- here's the thing, you had the complete opposite! People have said that you had to grow out your hair- either or have extensions to have longer hair."

"Absolutely the complete opposite for me," You cheerily perk up, saluting your drink to Norton. The audience snickers, followed by Brolin bursting out in a howl. "But- yes I would say I had to grow out my hair for this film. To the point where I had many intricate braids in my hair."

"It must've been so nice," Josh chides, almost too enthusiastically. He crosses his arms and you give him a look of caution, playfully so.

"Yeah luckily you didn't have to deal with all of my mess," Austin motions to his hair, and immediately you let out a whistle. Again the back of the crowd responds well to your banter. Everything went so smoothly whenever you were with your cast mates. You were the most comfortable with them.

"Very very true!" Norton points his flashcards to you, "Would you have shaved your head if you- two had switched roles?"

"Honestly why not," Shrugging, you could hear some murmurs of surprise and intrigue. "I feel like I would be very comfortable with the bald wig too. But I mean if I cut all of my hair, I wouldn't have to grow them out anymore."

There was a semblance of mutuality while some still expressed their preferences (Olivia and Jane). Though what was most prominent to you was Broliin balling his eyes out. While Austin looks at you in pure confusion and stupefaction.

"All that to not grow out your hair?!" Josh exclaims, and the shot perfectly catches him clenching his chest from how much he was cackling at your odd comment.

"I mean that's one way to do it," Austin had a much slower reaction as it seemed at that moment made you break. Only to have you glance down at your shoes because of how much you wanted to laugh uncontrollably.

"I think it'd be cool no?" You try to say, slowly breaking into laughter. The rest of the crowd cooed at how you were with your costars. You always manage to include them in every conversation, showing how much care you had with everyone you had worked with. "I feel like the material of the bald wig would be super cool to touch."

"It's- it's a latex-"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Graham hushes, one hand shielding his mouth even though everyone can hear what he is saying. A huge wave of roars and screams echoed. And all you could do was cover your face and hide behind Brolin.

Yet the most unforgettable moment that would define your relationship with Austin is not even with the two of you present. In fact, it was in an interview with him,with Timothee and Zendaya. During that time, you were paired with someone else. But it was a small mention of Austin's first days of filming for Dune that kept viewers occupied.

"When you- fitting in with you know, coming into this group," It takes a few glances for Austin to look at his costars. "What did that feel like to you?"

Austin locks eyes with Zendaya then Timothee, "You both were so kind and welcoming and- uhm-"

"And we bullied him for the first week," The mixed actress casually mentions, as it can be heard off camera, sounds of agreement. "No, I'm kidding!"

"We had to break him in," The French actor nods, playing along to their scheme.

"Yeah, exactly exactly," The brunette actor goes even further with it, "Hazing rituals."

Zendaya raises her finger. She refers to you with such warmth. "It was more than hazing rituals. I mean- actually, they were doing crazy dance moves and-"

"They're just full of sunshine," Austin beans ear to ear, eyes only evident of fondness. "Super warm and welcoming."

Timothee cocks his head slightly to the side. "Welcome to Arrakis!"

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aclowntiny · 1 year

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Business Booster- Wooyoung x Shy!Female!Barista Reader

Word Count: 2,379 | Coffee Shop, Fluff | Warnings: none~

This is my second café-centered story! It makes a slight reference to the one I did for Yeosang, but they aren't really connected/in order, I just thought it would be fun hehe just like making a small reference to one of my favorite webtoons!

“Hey, Jongho,” Wooyoung addressed his roommate, attempting to convince the maknae of his eight-man group to get out of the house with him, “have you tried Shot in the Dark yet?”

“That’s the new place, right? Not yet. Why?”

Shot in the Dark was a new café only a block off KQ. A convenient enough place to supply someone as enthusiastic about caffeine as Wooyoung, sure, but he could take or leave the coffee over the, shall he say, ambience.

The longer-haired man sat up on his bed, a hint of a smirk rising to his lips out of his casual smile. “Well, they’ve got a business booster,” he replied, using a piece of lingo he’d coined a year or so back.

Jongho knew the game. In his mind, he wasn’t quite as superficial as his next-to-youngest friend- at least not in the sense of wanting to drop everything because supposedly a cute girl worked at the shop.

Wooyoung, however, was not deterred by this, leaning forward & crossing his legs with a faint creak of bed springs. “And the best part? She’s shy.”

The young performer was feeling some espresso when he pushed open the heavy-looking dark metal accented door.

The bell rang right as he looked up, his eyes landing on you. One of the cutest girls he’d ever seen just casually standing there behind a coffee counter when Wooyoung thought her face should be all over the place.

But then again, if your face was all over, he’d likely not have a shot with you. Gift horses and all.

“H- hello,” you stuttered, glancing down even as you waved with a wide but sheepish smile.

Cute. “Well hello there! I’m surprised you guys aren’t busier,” Wooyoung commented with a wink.

“What do you mean?” Oh my gosh, you didn’t even get it! Could you be more adorable? More fun?

Either way, he’d put on some charm without flustering you too much more- didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, after all. He almost frowned at the mere thought.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve just been wanting to try this place ever since it opened up, and I’m glad I’m here!”

“Oh, well good!” You brightened, parted lips of confusion turning back into that shy smile. “Was there something in particular you wanted to try?"

"An Americano, please. I heard you guys do really well with strong drinks. Hence the name, right?"

"Right," you agreed quietly, gaze drifting down to the cup you held in your hand, pen at the ready, "and what was your name?"

"Wooyoung." He leaned a bit closer to you on the counter, smiling to himself at the way you looked a bit flustered. "You'll remember that, right?"

"Oh, er, yes. Of course!"

He smiled brightly, glancing quickly at your name tag. "I'll remember yours, too, (y/n)!"

He paid, sat down at one of the industrial-style tables to scroll through bubble for a bit, and before he knew it you were standing before him, glancing at the floor and politely announcing that his coffee was ready.

"This isn't what I ordered."

Your face fell as you bowed in apology. "It's not? I'm so sorry, let me get you another right awa-"

"I'm kidding. It looks perfect."

"I hope you love it."

"I know I will."

Wooyoung learned then and there your giggle was as adorable as your other mannerisms.

And with that, you parted ways, your latest customer vowing to become a regular and wondering how many people had done the same when a beauty like you greeted them. He shook his head, taking a sip of the- wow, truly perfect- espresso drink you'd given him. Either way, management knew what they were doing putting you out there.

"She's shy?" Jongho asked, amusement crossing his face. "And you took that personally, huh?"

"It's so cute watching her get flustered. But she's really so kind and polite, too, and-"

Ateez's maknae arched a brow. "You do everything you do on stage and yet you want me for moral support?"

"No," Wooyoung shrugged, "just an excuse."

"If you don't want the guys to be suspicious, they won't be. We know you'll never give up on coffee. I'll go with you, though. This'll be funny to watch. Or if not I can save her."

"Hey!"

"We meet again," Wooyoung commented the moment he and Jongho enter Shot in the Dark, eyes falling upon you. He glanced at his dongsaeng, not-so-subtly asking Jongho if he was right about you or if he was right. Jongho just chuckled, Wooyoung and him never having the same type, which was part of why the next-youngest member wanted him to be the one to accompany him. If he brought, say, San, he might have trouble, and quite simply put he wanted you all to himself.

"Hi," you replied shyly, nodding the guys' way as you carried a pair of steaming mugs over to the young couple seated in the corner.

"You remembered my name, right?" Running a hand through his wavy black hair, Wooyoung leaned on the counter again.

He caught the way you froze, eyes briefly, worriedly glazing over. Your eyebrows furrowed a bit, lips parting before you spoke. Finally, very quietly, you inquired "Yu- Yuyeon?"

"You don't remember? How could you, (y/n)? I came back here just to see you!" Placing a hand over his heart, Wooyoung gave you a hard time, though it did actually make his chest drop a little. Maybe he didn't have as much of a shot as he thought. Maybe you liked quiet guys. If Yeosang hadn't found his barista already, maybe you'd have preferred him.

"I'm sorry!" You hid your face in your hands, head dropping a bit in apology. "I think I just got it mixed up with a character from the webtoon I've been enjoying!"

"Oh, do I look like a webtoon character?"

You started to peek out from your hands. "Well, not him, but you two do look like you could be in one," you answered with a smile.

"And, hey, don't feel bad, (y/n)," Wooyoung comforted you, teasing tone fading into a softer one, "you were close. It sort of rhymes. That just means I need to come in more, huh?"

"Yes, of course!" You brightened. "Um...oh! Wooyoung!"

"You got it!"

"Yay!" You clapped your hands, smiling fully now, completely uncovered. The way your hair moved with your little bounce, the way your lips parted widely, all of it made Wooyoung want to grab you, dip you down, and kiss you. But hey, he could start with ordering a coffee.

"Can I try a café latte today?"

"Of course. Can- can I ask you a question?"

"Absolutely," Wooyoung encouraged.

"Do any of the pastries we have look good to you?" You asked, motioning to the simple glass case containing coffee shop classics like croissants, buns, and danishes, but a few unique-looking desserts neither Wooyoung nor Jongho recognized by sight.

"Sure they do! Those things with the pink and yellow frosting are really pretty!" He had flashbacks to Yeosang's café adventures. "Do you make them?"

"No," you shook your head, a proud smile falling across your face, "my coworker Jiwoo makes a lot of the traditional pastries, and some of the other international treats like the pan dulce you mentioned are made by Veronica, our baker who is originally from Mexico."

"I like the yellow ones," Jongho said.

"I like the pink," Wooyoung said.

Jongho ordered, deciding to see what the new trend of protein coffee was, and you took his order, repeating his name as if not to make the same mistake that you had with Wooyoung. They paid, and as you took their cups back you glanced away from them, pulling out a bag and grabbing a pink concha and two napkins to slide into it. You handed it out to the guys, and of course Wooyoung accepted it.

"Here," you told him, unable to meet his eyes, "for- for forgetting your name. It's on the house. Please enjoy it."

They both thanked you, making their way to a center table. Wooyoung swatted Jongho out of the seat that faced you, taking it so he could watch you work, chin resting in his hand as he unabashedly stared. You looked over at one point and he winked, sending you practically flying across the kitchen to the other side out of his view. He chuckled deeply.

"We're never going to see you at the dorms anymore, are we?" Jongho asked, shaking his head with an exasperated smile.

"Definitely not now," Wooyoung joked back, opening the white paper bag you'd given them to reveal the concha, which he pointed down at, grinning and loudly whispering "pink" with a proud smirk.

"I'm back!" spreading his arms wide, Wooyoung walked into Shot in the Dark with a grin, not caring at the weird look your coworker- Veronica, it looked like, judging by the tray of conchas she was holding- gave him.

"Wooyoung!" You blurted out the moment you saw him, causing him to giggle. "Oh, I'm sorry, I just remembered this time and-"

"It's alright. I like hearing you say my name," the performer told you, voice lowering a bit and cheshire cat grin widening at the way you very suddenly had to turn around to borrow something from your coworker, who gave you a head pat through her gloves.

"The pastry thingie was really good, by the way," he told Veronica, who smiled and asked if he was back for more.

"I mean, I wouldn't say no, but I'm not exactly here for the food, you know?" A wink.

Giggling, you just asked if he wanted more espresso as Veronica started prepping her icing, shaking her head as she was clearly far more onto it than you were. That or you just wanted him to make all the moves himself. Well, fine by Wooyoung.

"You know me so well, (y/n)."

This particular Shot in the Dark visit, he'd elected to run to the restroom in the back quickly while you made his drink. He missed being able to shamelessly stare at you while you brewed his coffee, but, well, nature calls. He finished up, sparing a bit of extra time to pat down his hair and pop another button of his shirt in the mirror, then strode back out.

As soon as he rounded the corner, he collided into something, or rather someone. Eyes widening, he saw you stumble, mug sloshing onto your shirt. Your light grey shirt. Which now bore a large, unfortunate brown stain. But who cared about a random grey shirt?

"Oh my gosh, are you ok? Was that really hot?" Wooyoung saw a towel hanging from your apron, carefully extricating it without messing up your outfit or seeming untoward, and handed it to you, extending a hand to the one that wasn't dabbing yourself off.

"Warm, but luckily we don't make our drinks scalding."

"I am so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going and now I've ruined your shirt!"

"It's alright, this is just a plain one I bought at a cheap store for work. N-nothing sentimental, you know?"

"But still I feel bad," he said, looking into your eyes, which darted into his and back down to your messy clothing, his gaze never wavering, "all this mess just because I was too excited to see you again."

"Y-you're sweet," you commented as he pulled you up, gaze averted from your joined hands.

"Well, if you think so, I'd better keep it up then, huh?" Wooyoung replied, untucking his shirt and beginning to unbutton it all the way.

You immediately started, eyes widening as you swiveled around, turning your back to him and missing the fond smile that fell across his face. He took his shirt all the way off, buttoning the leather jacket he was wearing all the way up to the chest.

"Here, look, you can turn around again."

He knew you didn't think he saw, but your glance as you turned around was not directed at his eyes, despite the swivel. He grinned, extending the hand that now held his button-up out to you.

"I can't take your shirt," you all but whispered, flushing as he draped it around your shoulders.

"Sure you can. You can't walk around with a big wet stain showing all day, not that you don't still look beautiful."

Your eyes widened again, but you smiled as you slipped off your apron, tucking in and buttoning his shirt over your ruined one. "Thank you," you said simply, softly, sincerely, "I'll get this back to you, when...well, when..."

"When we have dinner tomorrow night?" Wooyoung asked hopefully, shooting you a playful side eye.

Those lovely lips of yours fell into an 'o'. "R-really?"

Wooyoung's eyes slid across your face, flicked down to his shirt on your body, one of the best things his eyes had ever seen, frankly. "You really still think people come here for the coffee, don't you?" He teased.

"It's a café," you shot back with a sheepish smile, daring to meet his eyes fully.

What can he say? He loved it. "A café with the most jaw-droppingly gorgeous barista who makes you forget all about how expensive their coffee is, because wow, she could sell me a cup of hot water for twice that price-"

"Stop!" You playfully swatted him, the sleeve of his shirt falling just a tad bit long on you, its soft fabric lightly caressing his jacket as your soft blow fell.

Wooyoung, of course, pretended to fall like you'd decked him. "I never lie, (y/n)."

"Well," you weren't sure what to say, "I will see you tomorrow."

"Great," he lit up, starting to make his way back out into Shot in the Dark before pausing, "well, actually, I did lie about one thing."

You frowned. "What?"

"I'd actually love it if you kept the shirt," he replied with a devilish wink before spinning on his heels, heading back out into the café with one final glance back to your blushing form fiddling with the hem of your newly-gifted button-up.

Jongho was right- who needed to spend all that time cooped up in the Ateez dorms?

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #wooyoung #wooyoung x reader #wooyoung x female reader #female reader #coffee shop au

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quitealotofsodapop · 8 months

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Hmm...actually, once the identities are revealed...how do Sandy, Pigsy and Tang feel about whenever SWK or Mac casually drop a gods name casually, like "Oh, Nezha said he might drop by later", like that has to feel weird, y'know?

Macaque tries to keep things subtle around the noodle shop gang, but Wukong slips up occasionally.

When Nezha first appears at the shop pre-reveal looking like a grungy teenage demon with snake features (he's associated with them in the mythos) and SWK welcomes him warmly - Pigsy and Tang just assume the kid is relative that the monkey couple trusted enough to know where they are. Soon Nezha starts to get used to being treated like An Actual Child by adults who care about him and his mature facade starts to break down. The noodle shop gang think its more that the kid has a rough home life and needs a safe place to hang out. So whats the harm in letting the little guy stay too?

After the two monkey's are revealled as the Monkey King and the Six Eared Macaque however? Many questions are asked.

Pigsy: *turns to look at "Nez"* Nezha: "..." Pigsy: "Let me guess... Lotus Prince right?" Nezha: "Yeah." Pigsy: "You gonna turn back into your real form or...?" Nezha, looking a bit bashful: "What if I told you the snake-y and gross teenage stuff was my real form?" Tang: "Oh my gosh... you need acne cream." Pigsy: "TANG!" Tang: "I'm just saying! Human puberty is bad enough! Imagine being immortal with it! He needs to keep moisturized!" Pigsy: "Well, atleast he's been eating decently since he's been here... could use more protein though." Sandy: "And plenty of rest! You can't burn the candle at both ends! Even if it's infinite!" Nezha: *is honestly touched* (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

But yeah the gang do get confused at times when the monkeys bring up random names in history/mythology they know. Like "Cooking with Chang'e" airs one night, and Macaque randomly mentions:

Macaque: "Huh, she's on tv? She used to be really nervous with public speaking when we were little." Pigsy, shellshocked: "How do you know that!?" Macaque: "She's my sister, duh. I was born from a moon rock. She helped raise me until I moved to Flower Fruit Mountain to be with other Monkey demons." Pigsy: *incomprehensible spluttering* Tang: "Does she actually like mooncakes, or is that more a commercial thing?" Macaque: "She likes them, but her favorite kind has osmanthus in it." Pigsy & Tang: *aggressively takes notes for different reasons*

After a while it gets more annoying than amazing. Especially since Pigsy was already unimpressed with any immortal who wasn't Chang'e.

Erlang: "I require an audience with Sun Wukong." Pigsy, not even looking up from the stove: "He's on break." Erlang: "I assume you did not hear me correctly. I require an immediate audience with Sun Wukong." Pigsy: "And I told you: HE'S ON BREAK! Now you wait, buy something, or scram!" Erlang, stunned: "......lamb noodles please." *Wukong returns from break to see Erlang feeding his dog bits of lamb.* Erlang: "Wukong, you must understand that my visit is not one of pleasure. I have tasked myself to inquire about the status of your mission regarding The Egg." Wukong: "No egg here! Except for whats in the fridge. Hehehe." *dad joke* Erlang, glaring with all three eyes: "Hmm..." Wukong: *sweating nervously* Erlang: "...ok. I can see that you're truthful in that there is no Cosmic Egg present in this facility. Why you busy yourself in these mortals matters is beyond me. But be warned simian..." Wukong: "What?" Erlang: "We should spar more often, bro. Me and the Plum Hill boys starting to miss you on the training grounds. Plus you're starting to look fluffier." *Erlang and his dog leaves* Wukong: "Phew! Glad I got rid of him!" Macaque, returns from getting cheese tea, visibly pregnant: "What that jerk want?" Wukong: "Old work stuff." Macaque: "He's lucky I'm incapacitated, or I would have neutered him to match his hound." Wukong: "I know you would." Tang: *trying desperately not to explode cus was that just Erlang Shen?!*

Sandy is a lot more chill. That person he just talked to was a god? That's cool! Hope he's made a new friend today! Accidentally befriends a bunch of them just by being a cool dude. The dragon kingdoms think he's a great ambassador.

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baileypie-writes · 4 months

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HIII!!! Could you maybe write something ab Velvet and Veneer finding out that sister reader (preferably older than them) is dating their “enemy” pop star?(like the enemy is #2 on the music charts and now Velvet and veneer, mostly Velvet, hate them)

Ok sorry my explanation sucks 😭😭

Also could you make the pop star female?? (Don’t have to)

Love you 🫶🫶

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Give Her A Chance~

Velvet and Veneer + Older Sister!Reader

Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together

Relationship: Familial

Genre: Hurt/Comfort?

Synopsis: Velvet and Veneer find out that your girlfriend is their rival, and they are not happy.

Warnings: Rivalry

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“Oh my gosh, you’re going to love her! She’s a pop star, just like you guys!” You excitedly said to your siblings. Your girlfriend was coming over to meet your family, and you couldn’t wait for them to meet her!

“A pop star? Huh, maybe we’ve heard of her. What’s her name?” Veneer asked.

“You’ll soon find out! She should be here any minute!”

As if on cue, you heard a knock at the front door. You sprinted to answer it, absolutely ecstatic. Velvet and Veneer followed, curious about your girlfriend. Their smiles dropped as soon as they saw who was on the other side of the door.

Sapphire Serenade. Also known as Felice. Also known as their rival. She was always number two on the music charts. Just one spot behind them. Velvet hated her, despite never meeting her in person. Veneer didn’t particularly like her either, but his dislike wasn’t nearly as strong as his sister’s.

You linked your arm in Felice’s, and led her inside. “Guys, meet Felice!” You said, completely oblivious to the three’s relationship.

Felice held her hand out for the twins to shake, a friendly smile on her face. “Hey guys! Nice to finally meet you!”

Velvet held her hand away in disgust, avoiding eye contact and refusing the conversation. Veneer just mumbled a “Hey.”, also not looking at her. Felice awkwardly put her hand down.

You weren’t sure how you were expecting them to react, but it wasn’t this. The obvious dislike Velvet and Veneer held on their faces sparked only confusion for you. “What’s wrong, guys?” You asked.

Velvet scoffed, and looked at you. “(name), can we talk to you please? Alone?”

“Oh… okay.” You responded, even more confused. Before fulfilling her request, you led Felice to the living room. After telling her to wait, and that you’d be right back, you met the twins in the kitchen.

“So what did you wanna talk about?” You asked.

“Are you kidding? How could you do that?!” Velvet verbally attacked.

You jumped, not expecting her to raise her voice at you. “Do what? What are you talking about? And more importantly, why are you so mad?”

“Sapphire Serenade is our rival!” Velvet stated.

“Yeah! Don’t you know that she’s always behind us on the music charts?” Veneer chimed in.

You were shocked at how upset they were. You didn’t know that was how they felt about Felice. Sure, you knew what they said about her being behind them, but you had no idea that they straight up hated her for it.

“Well, yeah, I knew that. But I didn’t know you saw her as your rival. I mean, Felice sure doesn’t see you as hers. In fact, she was excited to meet you guys.” You said.

“Pfft. I’m sure she just wants to find a way to surpass us.” Velvet said.

You gasped, offended by her accusation. “Velvet! Felice would never do that! She’s not like that at all! She’s so kind, and she just wanted to meet her idols!” You raised your voice at her.

Velvet and Veneer’s expressions softened. They turned to look at each other, seemingly in shock.

“Her idols?” Veneer asked.

“Yeah. She looks up to you guys. She loves your music too.” You responded.

The twins got quiet. A look of mild regret and guilt on their faces.

“Just give her a chance, guys. She’s really nice, and I’m sure you’ll like her.” You pleaded.

Veneer looked up from the floor. “Okay.”

You smiled, and turned your attention towards Velvet.

She let out a sigh, still not looking at you.

“Fine.”

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~~baileypie-writes

#trolls 3 #trolls 3 band together #trolls 3 x reader #trolls 3 velvet #trolls 3 veneer #trolls velvet #trolls veneer #velvet and veneer #velvet x reader #veneer x reader #velvet x reader platonic #veneer x reader platonic #baileypie-writes

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Sunset Savannah’s Tamashina-Mina – Episode 3 (Part 2)

Following is part 2 of my translation of Episode 3 of the Tamashina-Mina event. This part contains episodes 3-5 to 3-9.

Spoilers after the cut!

Episode 3-5

Kalim: Hey, I can see a bunch of huge buildings over there. Is that Leona’s house?

Vil: So the royal palace here is made of stone.

Leona: Yeah, ‘cause it’s supposed to be both a palace and a fortress. It was built with strength in mind.

Kalim: Your family lives here, right? I’ll go say “hi”!

Leona: Quit it. What I need to do is…

(Someone comes running up)

???: LEONA OJITAAAN!

Leona: Crap….

Everyone: Ojitan?

Vil: Who is this child?

Grim: I think I’ve seen ‘im somewhere before…

Yuu: I remember him!

Kifaji: Everyone, this is Lord Falena’s son and the firstborn prince: Lord Cheka.

Vil: Your older brother’s son? So he’s your…

Leona: My nephew.

Kalim: Oh my gosh, you’re so cute! Hi there. My name is Kalim Al-Asim, and I’m one of Leona’s friends.

Cheka: Oh, one of Ojitan’s friends! Hello!

Leona: You know what. I aint’ even gonna bother correctin’ him anymore.

Cheka: Ever since I heard Ojitan was coming home, I’ve been super excited!! Hey, whatever you guys are doing, lemme join!!

Leona: Tsch. Would ya stop clingin' to me! You little brat.

Vil: Even though Leona’s glaring daggers at him, he’s just frolicking around Leona without a care in the world…. He’s so innocent. I can hardly believe they’re related.

Lilia: Yes, it’s surreal seeing them next to each other.

Cheka: Ojitan, let’s go play together!

Leona: We’re gonna be practicin’ Catch the Tail today, and then we got the tournament tomorrow. And we’re headin’ back to school soon as the tournament ends. It sure does pain me to say this, but I just ain’t got the time to play with ya.

Cheka: What do you wanna play? Tag? Hide-and-go-seek?

Leona: ….You got lint in your ears or something? I ain’t playin’ any games with ya. The heck would I do something that stupid….

Cheka: Ok, then I’ll just come with you guys!

Kifaji: Lord Cheka, you mustn’t be so self-indulgent.

Cheka: Huh!?

Kifaji: You are the heir to the royal throne. I cannot permit you to go traipsing off to some tourist attraction.

Cheka: But…..

Kifaji: Disobedient children are subject to singing for me!

Cheka: No, I don’t like that!!

Kalim: Sing? That sounds like fun.

Leona: As if. Kifaji will chose the most dour, goddamn irritating song you ever heard in your life and make you sing it over and over again. A punishment like that’d bring any kid to tears.

Vil: Ah, so that’s why he suddenly started behaving.

(Some people come running up)

Imperial Guards: Lord Cheka! So this is where you were!

Cheka: Oh, hi everybody!

Leona: Looks like your attendants finally showed up.

Imperial Guard A: Lord Leona…. It’s been a long time since you last came home.

Leona: Yeah.

Imperial Guard B: Lord Cheka, you mustn’t cause any bother for Lord Leona.

Lilia: My, those two beastwomen look impeccably formidable.

Leona: That’s ‘cause they’re veteran imperial guards. They’re strong as hell. The royal family of this country is lion beastfolk, and in lion prides, it’s the women who’re in charge of huntin’. That might be why there’s so many brawny women in our imperial guard. I mean, of course we got some male guards, too. But almost all the important positions are held by women.

Lilia: I see. That’s a unique characteristic of this country, where beastfolk are so numerous. And I’d heard before that the King of the Beast’s valor was only possible thanks to the efforts of a lone, gallant lioness.

Kifaji: You two. Don’t tell me Lord Cheka was really able to give you both the slip? As superior officers, you should be ashamed of yourselves.

Imperial Guard A: W-We apologize profusely, Chamberlain Kifaji. The ones normally in charge of escorting Lord Cheka are absent today, and we….

Imperial Guard B: It’s been a long time since we’ve been out in the field like this, and our instincts have grown dull. We’ll be more careful from now on!

Leona: Now that ya mention it, I don’t see that trio that’s always with Cheka. ….Wait a second. Don’t tell me they’re….

Kifaji: Correct. Please do prepare yourself, Lord Leona.

Leona: Tsch.

Everyone: ?

Imperial Guards: Well then, we’ll go ahead and escort Lord Cheka back to the palace.

Kifaji: Understood.

Cheka: *sob* Let’s meet up again later, Ojitan! We just gotta!!

Leona: Sure.

(Cheka and the guards depart)

Leona: …if there’s a later. Heh.

Lilia: Sounds like you're totally ready to run away, huh.

Episode 3-6

Leona: C’mon. Let’s go to Elephant Legacy before anything else annoying happens.

Kalim: We came here since the bus broke down. So what’s the plan now?

Leona: We’ll be taking one of the cars.

Lilia: That sounds good, but…. Who’s going to drive?

Leona: You guys can’t drive? Then I’ll have to do it.

Everyone: Leona’s going to drive!?

Vil: Are you seriously able to drive!?

Leona: If I couldn’t, then I wouldn’t have said that.

Lilia: My, this is a surprise. You’ve never mentioned it before.

Leona: There’s only one thing, though. I can’t drive somethin’ as big as a bus, so not everyone’s gonna be able to come with. Grim’s gonna need to sit on someone’s lap, and with that we’ll be at full capacity. In other words… I’m terribly sorry, Kifaji, but I’m gonna have to ask you to sit this one out. I don’t have any other choice.

Kifaji: …..Now I understand. This is why you proposed we come to the royal palace - so you could get rid of me. Goodness gracious. You certainly are a crafty one. I should hope you would employ that quick-wittedness of yours for the sake of our country, rather than wasting it like this.

Leona: Don’t be ridiculous. You already got a fantastic ruler here. Ya’ll don’t need someone powerless like me.

Kifaji: Not this again… Why must you say such thoughtless things… If you truly were as powerless as you claim, then you wouldn’t have been able to become so proficient at Catch the Tail. Normally, it would be but a pipedream for a team to claim victory during their first attempt at the tournament. However… Since you will be receiving Lord Leona’s instruction, you’ve got a fighting chance. Much to my chagrin as that may be.

Kalim: Is Leona really that good at Catch the Tail?

Leona: We got this tradition here where the younger brother of the heir to the throne has to lead the Sunset Warriors, which is the team that wins the tournament. And since I’m the second-born prince an’ all, I was forced to learn all the ins-and-outs of Catch the Tail… by a certain meddlesome Grand Chamberlain.

Kifaji: It is only natural for the leader of the Sunset Warriors to study the techniques of Catch the Tail.

Leona: Tsch…. Why are you still here anyways? If you ain’t got any business left, then get out of my face already.

Kifaji: As Grand Chamberlain of the royal family, I will do as you command, Lord Leona. I shall excuse myself now. I wish you all the best of luck in the tournament.

(Kifaji departs)

Vil: So this is the royal family’s car. It’s a lot more practical looking than I’d imagined.

Lilia: What a wonderful off-road car. I’m sure we’ll have no problems traversing the savannah with this.

Leona: There’s other kinds besides just this one, but this is the best one to take if we’re going to Elephant Legacy.

Kalim: It’s a really cool car! I can’t wait to have Leona drive us there. Oh, I know! I wanna ride shotgun! I bet there’s tons of animals in the savannah, right? I’m so excited!

Leona: …I can already tell you’re gonna give me a headache. You’re just gonna distract me if you sit next to me, so you’re going in the back.

Lilia: Then I’ll go ahead and sit up front with you, instead. Truth is, I actually know a thing or two about cars myself. If you get tired on the way, I can take over driving for you ♪

Leona: Oh, yeah? That’s great, but…. You do have a driver’s license, right?

Lilia: I can’t remember! As long as I do it well enough, I’m sure it won’t be an issue. Right?

Leona: ….Nah, there’s no way I’m lettin’ you sit next to me. That’d be absolute chaos.

Vil: I for one flat out refuse to sit up front with you. I’d like to enjoy looking at the savannah on the way there, and all that nice scenery would be spoiled with you next to me.

Leona: I never friggin’ asked you in the first place.

Grim: And that means I get shotgun! Nyahahaha!!!

Leona: Fine. But only if ya sit with Yuu.

Yuu: I’m fine sitting in the back…

Leona: You seriously tellin’ me to just let ‘im sit up front by himself? And if I have him sit in the back with the rest of you guys, he’ll be even more annoying. Get in the front seat now. Both of you.

(Everyone gets into the car)

Leona: ‘Kay, we’re off to Elephant Legacy. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride, so ya’ll better hang on tight.

Episode 3-7

Leona: We’re almost there.

Grim: Waah…. I fell asleep before I noticed. It feels really good, the way the car rocks you like that.

Vil: I’m surprised you drive so well. So even Leona Kingscholar has something he’s good at.

Leona: I’m so honored to receive your compliments.

Kalim: We got to see a whole bunch of wild animals along the way! It was so much fun!

Lilia: I could tell how excited you were, Kalim.

Vil: Kalim, doesn’t your family have a lot of animals back at your place? I don’t see what all the fuss is about?

Kalim: Seeing animals at the zoo and seeing them in the wild out here in the grasslands is totally different.

Vil: Ah, you have a point. It’s not every day you get to see wild animals out on the hunt up close like this.

Leona: That’s the Circle of Life for ya.

Kalim: What’s that?

Leona: It’s somethin’ like an old proverb, and it’s been passed down in this country over the ages. Here in the savannah, animals live their whole lives surrounded by danger all around ‘em. The strong eat the weak, and when the strong die, their bodies return to the earth and become the grass. And just like that, life comes full circle, and everything we see exists together in a delicate balance. Guess the lesson from it is “we must treasure this circle”.

Lilia: Words befitting of a people who cherish nature so. The Circle of Life, huh. I like it. To think, there’s still things left for me to learn at my age.

Kalim: Ahaha. You’re only a year older than me, Lilia! That’s a funny thing to say.

Vil: Looks like we made it to Elephant Legacy. Let’s go ahead and take a look-see.

Kalim: Woah! Look at all this steam!

Leona: Since there’s a volcano nearby, there’s a bunch of hot steam that gushes out everywhere.

Grim: I can hardly see a thing ‘cause of all the steam.

Lilia: This place has such an imposing aura about it. I’ll take some photos while we’re here and show Malleus, Silver, and Sebek once we get back!

Kalim: Hey, let’s hurry and go see the elephants!

Leona: Hold it. There ain’t any elephants here.

Kalim: Huh!? Then how come it’s called Elephant Legacy?

Leona: One time they found some elephant fossils in the mineral springs here. And everybody just kinda started callin’ the place “Elephant Legacy” after that.

Grim: …..Aaah!!!

Kalim: What’s wrong, Grim?!

Grim: There’s a bunch of food floating around in the hot springs! What a waste!

Leona: Stop fussin’…. That food ain’t floatin’ around in the water. It’s inside the kettles that are hidden by all this steam. People here make use of the hot water vapor to cook onsen tamago and pudding.

Kalim: Onsen….tamago…? What’s that?

Lilia: It’s boiled eggs cooked up using the hot water of the springs and the heat from the steam. It’s one of my specialties!

Leona: Since Elephant Legacy’s onsen tamago are steamed with the hot water vapors, they taste a little bit salty. Even the pudding made here ends up smelling sulfurous. It’s got a very distinctive taste, is what people say.

Grim: I wanna try some! Let’s see, I’ll just reach into one of these kettles and- …Waaah!!! Youch!!! It’s hot!!!

Kalim: Aaah! Grim’s about to fall into the kettle!

Grim: Waaah! Someone help me!!!

(Leona goes over and yoinks out Grim)

Leona: Do the words “don’t misbehave” seriously not mean anything to ya!?

Grim: Ugh….. T-That was awful….

Restaurant Owner: The steam’s really hot, so please be careful!

Lilia: And here we were just about to enjoy ourselves some steamed Grim.

Vil: Leona. Could you go ahead and show us to that special section you were talking about? The one where only members of the royal family are permitted to go?

Leona: Oh, yeah. Certainly, Mister Vil Schoenheit.

Grim: What do they got at this special section?

Leona: The hot spring. Elephant Legacy’s actually a recreation resort. There’s lots of tourist traps here that make use of the spring’s geothermal energy in some way or another, but there ain’t a bathing facility here. Except… There is a place you can go into the water at the royal family’s retreat.

Vil: Really? Oh, I’m looking forward to this. I adore hot springs. I wasn’t thinking we’d be able to go into the water, so I’ll be sure to thoroughly enjoy myself while we’re here.

Grim: Nyahaha. I’m excited, too!

Lilia: Oh? Is the kitty not afraid of getting his fur wet?

Grim: I ain’t a cat!!!

Episode 3-8

Vil: Hah…. That was a lovely bath.

Kalim: Yeah! It felt really good!

Lilia: Indeed. I feel so invigorated.

Yuu: I feel all warmed up now!

Leona: Don’t go and get sick from cooling down too quickly. If ya pass out, we’re gonna leave ya at the hotel.

Grim: U..ugh. I’m so dizzy…

Lilia: Hm? Ah, you might’ve gotten dizzy from being in the hot water for too long.

Kalim: Maybe we should call up Kifaji and have him tend to Grim?

Leona: No way. Took me long enough to shake him off the first time. I’m sure if Grim eats one of these onsen tamago, he’ll be cured in a jiffy. Here ya go.

Grim: *munch munch munch* Yummy! It’s just a plain boiled egg, but it’s got a good flavor to it!

Leona: See? What did I tell ya. He recovered in the blink of an eye. He wasn’t dizzy from the hot water, his stomach was just empty.

Kalim: Ahaha! I’m so glad you’re feeling better now, Grim!

Vil: This has been the perfect spa treatment so far. Thanks to the fine quality of the spring water, my skin is as smooth as can be, and my beauty’s become even more refined now. It was totally worth it coming all the way out here. I’m definitely satisfied. Let’s go do some more souvenir shopping now.

Kalim: Woah, look at all the different stuff they’re selling! I can see why this place is a major tourist attraction!

Vil: Hmm… Ah, here it is. Elephant Legacy’s renowned natural cosmetics.

Lilia: Is that what you’ve been hunting for this whole time?

Vil: Mm-hmm. I did some research on this place before we came here, and these products piqued my interest. I’ll use these to get my dorm students to pay better attention to their beauty.

Giftshop Storekeeper: Welcome!

Vil: I’d like these clay masks. And for myself, I’ll take… this body cream, this toner made from the hot springs water, this soap enriched with hot springs minerals, and…

Grim: Aren’t you getting a lot of stuff for yourself?

Gift Shop Storekeeper: Thank you so much for your purchase!

Vil: Perfect. I was able to buy souvenirs for my dorm students.

Kalim: I bet Rook and Epel are gonna be so happy!

Lilia: I guess I’ll go ahead and look for something for Malleus and the others. Let’s see here… That store you bought your souvenirs at is very stylish, Vil. And I see there’s plenty of old school establishments here that have been in business for a long while.

Leona: That’s cause Elephant Legacy’s been a recreation facility for a long time now.

Lilia: Ah, I see. For some reason, it felt like there was just this air of nostalgia about the place. ….*gasp* T-That’s….!

Kalim: What’s wrong, Lilia?

Lilia: Everyone! I’ve found just the thing I’ve long been searching for! It’s on that wall over there!!!

Kalim: You mean that piece of cloth hanging on the wall? It’s shaped like a triangle. What is it?

Leona: Looks like a flag. It’s got “Elephant Legacy” written on it in all caps…. Is that a souvenir or something?

Vil: And there’s even a picture of an elephant embroidered on it. Could it be a tapestry of some sort?

Kalim: I got it! It’s a carpet! A weird looking one.

Grim: Isn’t it a mantle?

Lilia: Sorry, but you’re all wrong. It’s a… pennant.

Everyone: A pennant?

Lilia: It’s a type of souvenir that used to be sold at tourist attractions all over the world. But now you can hardly find them anymore. I always thought that was such a shame, but... To think, I’d run into one here in Sunset Savannah.

Leona: They really sold stuff like that in this country? I didn’t know that, either.

Kalim: I’ve never seen a souvenir like that before. The cloth is really pretty, but how come it’s shaped like a triangle?

Vil: I’m not so sure how you’re recipient is going to react to that thing, Lilia.

Lilia: I’ll give one to Malleus. Oh, I can already envision how elated he’ll be.

Leona: ….That horned jackass would seriously like something like that?

Lilia: Yes, and he’s even hung up the pennants I’ve given him over the years on the wall in his dorm room.

Vil: That’s quite surprising….

Lilia: It’s a rare item I haven’t come across in a long time. I’ll go ahead and purchase some for Silver and Sebek, too. Storekeeper, I’d like three of those!

Giftshop Storekeeper: Those? ….Oh, you mean the pennant that’s on the wall? I apologize sincerely, but that’s not for sale.

Lilia: W-what did you just say!?

Giftshop Storekeeper: We don’t sell pennants anymore. We had that pennant up on the wall way back when we used to sell them and we’ve just left it there, so….

Lilia: But how can this be?!!

Kalim: Aww, that’s too bad. Huh, Lilia.

Lilia: Could it be? Is there really no place left in the world that sells pennants anymore… No, I mustn't give up! Someday, I’ll buy another pennant again! You’ll see!! And I’ll give it to Malleus! I’m sure he’ll cry tears of joy!

Everyone: ……..

Episode 3-9

Kalim: Hey, they got a lot of stuff made with beads for sale. Looks like it’s all handmade. There’s accessories like bracelets and necklaces, and there’s also keychains and coasters… We saw lots of stuff like this back at the bazaar.

Leona: People here have been using beads for ornaments an' decorations for a long time, so you’ll find stuff like this everywhere. There’s even plenty of bead artisans still around nowadays. Everything you see here is a handmade, one-of-a-kind item, made with natural materials.

Vil: No wonder they’re all so beautiful.

Lilia: Hmm. Perhaps in place of the pennants, I’ll get the boys some of these beaded coasters instead. We often enjoy coffee at the dorm, after all. Well, Sebek’s never been one for coffee, so he simply pretends to drink it.

Kalim: I think that’s a great idea. I bet Silver would be happy to get one of those pretty coasters.

Lilia: Indeed. Now then, which animal designs should I get… I’ll get this one with the bird for Silver, since his feathered friends often accompany him at school. And this one with the crocodile for Sebek, since he’s so fond of them. And for Malleus…. Ah, he really doesn’t have a preference for any animal in particular. I’m not sure which one to get him….

Kalim: Hmm. How about this one?

Leona: No, no. That one doesn’t pack enough of a punch. But something like this one here…

Kalim: Oh, then this one should be good! But you know…

Leona: Geez, this is so annoying… Just get the one with the lizard. It suits ‘im.

Lilia: Hmm. Is that so? Since you’re a local and all, I’ll take your advice. Alright, the lizard it is. You really helped me out here, Leona. I’m sure Malleus will be delighted.

Leona: I ain’t doin’ this for him. I just didn’t wanna waste any more time standin’ around here waitin’ for you guys to finish choosing something for that horned jackass.

Vil: No way. Malleus is getting a souvenir that Leona picked out?

Giftshop Storekeeper: Thank you!

Lilia: There, I’ve finished making my purchases. I can’t wait to give everyone their gifts. ♪

Leona: It’s about time for our practice session to start. Let’s head out to the arena. Everyone get in the car.

Vil: Is this where the Catch the Tail tournament is going to be held?

Leona: Uh-huh. Our practice time is limited, so let’s hurry up and get started already.

Lilia: But we still don’t know the first thing about Catch the Tail, Leona.

Leona: That’s why I built in some time to break down the rules for ya’ll. First things first, ditch the mantles. They’ll get in the way.

Kalim: Woah! Now it’s even easier to move around!

Lilia: You’re right. It’s like my body feels lighter.

Vil: These outfits are even cooler looking now. The mantle’s color was a very reserved tone, but the sleeveless crop top underneath it is so colorful. This use of color is very befitting for an outfit like this, since we'll be wearing it during the festival and all. And these armlets aren’t just for looks, either. They also serve as wrist supports.

Leona: Yeah. ‘Cause you guys are gonna be crashin’ into the other players during the match. If you end up passin’ out from the heat like Jack, it’s gonna be a real pain. Ya’ll are makin’ sure to protect yourselves against heat exhaustion, right?

Lilia: Yes! I’ve applied the deluxe sunscreen I brought along.

Kalim: And we put these long beads on our masks just like you told us, Leona.

Leona: Good. It’s part of the rules that you have to wear those things.

Vil: Since this is Catch the Tail and all… Are these beads supposed to represent our tails?

Grim: I got a tail, too!

Leona: It’s not that. I mean, yeah, these beads are related to the name of the game, but they’re supposed to symbolize a lion’s mane. For a long time now, long braided hair has been a really popular hairstyle among us lion beastfolk. ‘Cause it’s supposed to look like a lion’s mane

Grim: I don’t got a mane…

Vil: Now I get it. These beads aren’t supposed to resemble an animal’s tail, they’re more like braided pigtails, basically. And they’re something that anyone can wear, regardless of what species you are.

Kalim: It’s neat how the beads clink together and sway around every time we move!

Leona: I really don’t care about the tradition or how the hairstyle looks… Ah, but once you get used to, it’s easier to maintain than other hairstyles. Anyways, the matches are gonna take place in that arena over there. Each match is one-on-one, and whoever takes off their opponent’s beads first is the winner. Easy, huh?

Lilia: Put another way, whoever steals their opponent’s mane first is the winner. Plain and simple rules. I like it.

Vil: And we’re not allowed to use magic, right?

Leona: Right. And weapons are out, too. You can only use your body. From what I heard, it’s to show respect to the kings of this country who’d fight with only their claws, fangs, and smarts. This is a knockout-style tournament with 16 teams. If your team scores two wins before the opposing team does, you advance to the next round.

Vil: So if our team wins three rounds, then we’ll be the victors of the tournament.

Leona: For now, I want ya’ll to go up against each other a bunch of times. I’m gonna have you show me your strengths and weaknesses.

Vil: Understood. Let’s give it a shot.

Kalim: Yeah!

Episode 1

Episode 2 (Part 1)

Episode 2 (Part 2)

Episode 3 (Part 1)

Episode 3 (Part 3)

Episode 4 (Part 1)

Episode 4 (Part 2)

Episode 5

#leona kingscholar #vil schoenheit #lilia vanrouge #kalim al asim #twst spoilers #twst #twisted wonderland

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c00kietin · 27 days

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OKAYY I finally decided to write (and finish something) short about two of my ocs, Tenebris and Brittany!! There will probably be mistakes and I'm not the best at writing, but enjoy! :D

The ritual was ready.

Tenebris and the other hooded members of their cult gathered together in a ring. In the centre of them was a ring of a mixture of sticky, warm blood and embalming oils.

With everybody kneeling down and covering their faces with their palms faced out, Tenebris stepped forward and raised their hands full of red powder as they gazed upwards.

“Today, we are gathered here to...once more...attempt to communicate with our one true Lord, Obitus.” announced Tenebris, their voice echoing across the room. “We place our faith in Obitus.” everyone recited under their breath.

The leader took a deep breath.

“Lord, Obitus, ARISE!”

With that, Tenebris allowed the powder to seep out of their fingers and into the ring, and with the members chanting prayers it began to emit a scarlet smoke and a fiery heat. It was getting rather sweaty.

Slowly but surely, a tall, slim figure formed out of the smoke. As it all cleared away, Tenebris and the others finally were given the opportunity to speak to the one and only... “Wait. What.” Tenebris’ eyes widened. Who was this demon girl standing smack bang in the middle of their summoning ring?! It certainly wasn’t Obitus- or at least they hoped it wasn’t. The demon looked a little...cutesy to be an otherworldly overlord.

“Um...hi there!! Ooh, you guys look quite spooky, don’t cha?” she looked around curiously until she noticed Tenebris. She gasped and waved.

“Hi!! Oh my gosh I LOVE the hair!! It’s so long!” she dashed forward- abruptly tripped and got up- then held out her hand. Tenebris gave her a weird look and reluctantly shook her hand.

She gave their hand a hard shake, beaming a smile. “What’s your name- I’m Brittany! Oh, and what is this place? It looks really cool! Kinda dark, could use a little more lighting, bu-“ “TENEBRIS.” The cult leader interrupted Brittany, narrowing their eyes. “THIS is my...” should they tell her this is a cult? Would she freak out? She didn’t seem like she wanted to leave. Which was irritating. “...meetup! A club, yes yes...” Tenebris nodded slowly, attempting to smile somewhat normally.

Brittany tilted her head. “Really? Huh! I thought it was some kinda cult or something judging off the...y’know, vibes!” “Well, well uh- I mean, you’re not...wrong-“ they were rather surprised at how quick she could guess that.

“Really? Nice! I’ve never been in a cult place before-“ “Temple.”

“-Temple before, I mean, I’ve just never really been to anywhere religious because. Yeah.” She shrugged.

They stood in silence for a moment, and then Brittany turned on her heels to greet the other members of the cult, who were at this stage completely and utterly baffled.

“Hi guys!! I’m Brittany, it’s so nice to meet you all even though I can’t see you very well! Is there a...light switch or anything here?”

One person turned around and pulled on a lever that was behind them, and a chandelier above them lit up. Tenebris shielded their eyes and looked away.

The demon smiled. “Okay, thanks dude- what is that?” she stared down at the blood ring she was accidently summoned from. All of her joy appeared to vanish from her face.

“That?” Tenebris looked at it too.

“It was supposed to be a way of communicating to the god that we worship Obitus-“ “We place our faith in Obitus.” The cult recited once more.

“- BUT it seems like we made an error. Well, not me, I can’t make errors but CLEARLY one of my minions messed it up.” Tenebris glared at the members.

“Ooh, okay- I was wondering why you summoned me! Summoning demons this way is so 4 centuries ago- and it’s kinda gross. Eugh.” Brittany didn’t like the sight of blood.

Tenebris pondered.

“Now, what do we do with you...Brittany...you could perhaps...JOIN us, as your demonic powers could bring far more strength! Oh, and it would be quite impressive to show off to the inferior cults! Yes, that’s genius!” they grinned devilishly.

“Wait, wait, wait! Powers? I, uh- don’t have a lotta them!” Brittany awkwardly chuckled. “I can...fly, kinda, but not much else. Do horns count?”

Tenebris face drooped with disappointment. “Really? No powers, at all? No magic, no shapeshifting, nothing, you know, IMPRESSIVE?” “Nope...Sorry!”

“...” they sighed. “What will we do with-“

Brittany had already ran off.

“Wh- PEOPLE! WHERE DID SHE GO?!”

They searched for the demon in a frenzy. What if she tampered with their things? What if she tampered with TENEBRIS’ THINGS?! NO-ONE tampers with Tenebris’ things!! “Guys!! You never told me you had FOOD!”

Brittany gleefully strolled back with a tray of cupcakes in hands- wait, cupcakes??

Tenebris was surprised- and confused- by this as well.

“Can I have one? Just one? Please?” she gave them puppy dog eyes.

“Where did you FIND them, you, you- you imbecile?!”

“Oh. The cute lil’ fridge in the small black room over there!”

The ‘small black room’ was actually Tenebris’ room. Of course, they snatched those off a girl scout who came to their temple earlier on!

“Aw, there’s only 6...that’s definitely not enough for all of us!” Brittany frowned as she looked around the room.

“Do you have more, Tennis?” “Tenebris.” “That’s what I said, right?” “No, YOU said- forget it. Give me those.” Tenebris took the box of cupcakes out of Brittany’s hands. She gasped.

“Come on! Can I PLEASE have one? I haven’t eaten in, like, hours!!”

“Will you leave if I give you one?” Tenebris raised an eyebrow. Brittany nodded. “Mhm!! Yep!”

Even though they didn’t want to, they handed Brittany a cupcake topped with chocolate icing. The cult leader hated chocolate.

Brittany squealed and spun around with delight. She must have really liked cupcakes.

“Thank you! Thank you so much, oh my gosh!! This looks so good!”

She swallowed it whole like a snake and smiled.

“And it tastes good too!! Okay, I’ll be on my way now! Maybe there’s a bus stop nearby or something...” She took out her phone. Unfortunately, there was no signal.

Tenebris cleared their throat. “May Brittany be escorted out of the Obitus Temple?”

Three or four people gathered around Brittany and shuffled away, holding onto her arms. The demon waved a goodbye and left with them.

The cult leader rolled their eyes.

“That was...bizarre.”

They proceeded to take a cupcake out of the box and ate it crankily.

~~~

anyways I'm going to tag @oatyy-yy @meldelamel and. um. @averagetmntfan since I told them I was gonna write somethin a while back and @allmightyscroll-swag n @holdmyteaplease because it's oc related and I'm pretty happy with this :')

#omg guys Cookie can WRITE A STORY?! BARELY!!#writing #oc stuff #Brittany #Tenebris

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sydsaint · 1 year

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A little Max content 😌

Summary: The reader and Renee hang out. And Renee discovers the reader's crush on Max.

It's a hot summer night and Rampage is running one of its rare Live shows on a Friday night. While the show is running you're sat backstage with Renee waiting for your turn out in the ring.

"I'm serious, Renee. You have got to let me borrow that top. It's super cute." You chat with Renee.

"Anytime, Y/N." Renee giggles. "How have you been? We haven't talked in a while." She asks you.

You shrug, a casual smile plastered on your face. "Ah, I've been alright, Renee. Just trying to take it easy and focus on work."

"Really? All work and no play, huh?" Renee replies. "That doesn't sound like any fun. You're young! You should be out there having fun and making memories when you're not working. It's Friday night, what are you doing after the show?" She asks you.

"I was just going to go back to the hotel." You shrug. "With Kris still out on injury and Ana still pissed off at me for the whole JAS thing, I'm all out of girlfriends to hang out with." You inform Renee.

Renee nods, remembering that you told her about your huge fight with Ana Jay a few months ago. "Well, what about the guys?" Renee presses you. "Surely there's got to be someone around here your age that you could go out with?"

You shrug again and Renee frowns. You'd been out on a few dates with Angelo Parker before. But again, the whole Ana situation has kept you away from him. Renee forces you to wrack your brain for at least one viable name to hang out and have some fun with tonight. But you fail to come up with anyone.

However, when all hope seems lost and Renee is about to give up. MJF happens around the corner.

"Well, what do we have here?" Max rolls up to you and Renee with a smug smile on his face. "Y/N, don't tell me that they stuck a pretty thing like you with a loser like Moxxley's wife." He eyes you up, completely disregarding Renee.

"Maxwell." You eye the champion up with a hand on your hip. "What brings you out of your locker room? Run out of sparkling water in there or something?" You snark at him.

Max chuckles and licks his lips, obviously eyeing you up right back. "So snarky tonight, Y/N." He comments. "If only you could transfer all that fire to the ring. Remind me, how many matches in a row have you lost these past few weeks?"

"Oh, that's big talk coming from the guy that runs his mouth for a living." You quip right back with a smile on your face. "Remind me, when was the last time you were even in a wrestling ring, Max?"

Friedman falls silent and a staring contest ensues. Neither of you is willing to be the one to break first. Renee has to be the one to break it up by stepping between the two of you.

"As much as I hate to break this up." Renee turns to face you, blocking your view of Max. "You're on in five minutes, Y/N." She reminds you.

"Right, thanks, Renee." You nod and turn sharply away from Max with her at your side.

As you walk away you hear Max chuckle in amusement. "Good luck out there, sweetheart!" He calls after you.

"Dickhead." You mumble to yourself as you walk off with an amused smile on your face.

"Oh my gosh!" Renee grabs your arm excitedly. "You have a thing for him!" She boldly claims.

You pull your arm away from the blonde with a sneer. "What? I do not!" You protest.

"Oh, you most definitely do!" Renee teases you.

You roll your eyes and leave Renee at the tunnel entrance since it's time for your match against Toni Storm.

You fight hard in your match and actually end up winning this time. After a short celebration with some fans at ringside, you head backstage and find Renee waiting for you.

"Don't start." You warn Renee when she walks over to you. "I so do not have a thing for MJF." You fake a gag to emphasize your point.

"You are such a liar." Renee laughs. "And speak of the devil, here he comes now." She nods to the other side of the room just as Max comes into view.

You roll your eyes and watch Max approach you with that same smug smile from earlier. "Back so soon?" You quip. "What? Did you come up with some more half-baked attempts at insulting me?"

"Nice work out there, sweetheart." Max compliments your work in the ring. "For an amateur." He adds.

"Of course." You scoff. "What do you want, Friedman?" You ask him.

"Okay, so you're not terrible in the ring," Max replies. "And, you're at least like top 5 hottest girls that work for this company." He adds. "So I was wondering if you wanted to grab a drink with me?"

You let out a small laugh. "Wow, you make it sound so worthwhile. Such a charmer, Max." You roll your eyes again. "What makes you think I'd even want to get drinks with some egotistical dick like you?" You ask him.

"Come on, Y/N," Max replies with a grin. "You can cut the act, sweetheart. I know that you're into me. So just say yes so we can go out and have some fun." He insists.

You go to tell Friedman and his huge ego off, your own ego getting in the way. But Renee cuts in and saves you from ruining a perfect Friday night out. "She'll meet you out in the parking lot in half an hour." She smiles at Max and is quick to usher you away.

"Renee!" You confront her once you are far enough away from Max.

"What?" Renee giggles once again. "Oh come on, Y/N. You like him!" She insists again. "Just go out and have a few drinks with the kid. Live a little. What harm can it do, anyway?"

You cross your arm in a pout. But even you have to admit that drinks do sound nice. Even if it is with Max. "Fine." You whine. "But if I end up having a bad time, I'm blaming you." You warn her.

"You won't," Renee replies. "Now come on! Let's go get you cleaned up before you're late." She urges you forward.

#aew #wrestling #aew dynamite #aew dark #all elite wrestling #aew elevation #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #aew wrestling #mjf #mjf imagine #maxwell jacob friedman #Better than you and you know it

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isleofair · 28 days

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Tiger & Bunny Week Day 2

Tiger & Bunny First Series Anniversary

(allowing for airtime shenanigans lol)

I can't quite put together a full review, but I want to list some moments in Season 1 that I found striking/intriguing/wonderful/thought-provoking when watching it for the very first time (around the end of December 2021):

1 - The princess carry

I said I started watching T&B at the end of 2021, but I had actually been distantly aware of its existence well before that, for a reason I find extremely amusing: I had seen Taibani BL doujinshi while browsing for doujinshi of other anime shows 😂. My vague impression, based solely on the name of the show and the cover art of said doujinshi, was that "Tiger and Bunny" were something like two detective partners... and that the original series was explicitly a yaoi one, because, come on, surely you wouldn't name your characters Tiger and Bunny otherwise, right?!?

I knew by the time I clicked play on Netflix that that last bit was wrong. The princess carry told me that I was not that far off, though, either. 😜

2 - The reveal that The King of Heroes is actually a massive dork

You kind of catch glimpses of it in the previous episodes, but I sort of dismissed them as "eh, it's his over-constructed Hero TV persona, this guy is the King of Heroes, after all, he must have all of his ducks in a row".

But in the very first episode we see him out of the suit, we find out that Keith is, if anything, even more of an overeager puppy when he's not on the clock as Sky High, and this made me fully realize what a rich world of characters I had landed in (and made Keith start to rise very fast in my personal preference ranking of all the heroes).

3 - Barnaby's fear (?) of fire

This one was, to me, a missed opportunity for what could have been an even deeper look into Barnaby's character.

Barnaby here says he "hates" fire (火が嫌いです). From his expression, and the flashback that follows, I think it would be fair to assume that fire makes him at the very least uncomfortable, if not downright afraid. And Barnaby has both and enemy and an ally who have fire as their power, as evidenced specifically in this episode, so I was expecting that to be addressed... but nothing specific ever came of it.

It's true that Barnaby in this first half of S1 is very cool and collected at all times, but finding out if and how his feelings about fire color his perception of and interactions with Nathan and Lunatic would have been extremely fascinating, IMHO. (Even just an explicit acknowledgment of the fact that he doesn't let it influence his relationship with those two characters in the least would have been interesting, and added to his characterization in some small way.)

4 - Episode 17 ("Blood Is Thicker Than Water.")

Definitely one of my very favorite episodes overall (which means a lot, considering it doesn't feature Nathan, or even Keith, for one single second, lol).

We learn so much about Kotetsu, his family, his history; at one of his lowest points, he manages to shine when it matters the most, where no one can see him, but the thing he cherishes most in the world, Kaede, is at stake. And the thing that struck me the most is that he saves her by completely subverting the way we've always seen him apply his power to being a hero: by being still and quiet and attentive, instead of strong, rash, loud. And then he doesn't even need his power to finish rescuing Kaede, to be her hero; just a good old jolt of parent-with-a-kid-in-danger adrenaline.

It's a really fantastic episode.

5 - The ending of episode 24, and the title of episode 25 ("Eternal Immortality.")

(And I don't just mean the whole "gosh, the fried rice thing was pretty gay, but the eyelash comment was REALLY gay, huh?" stuff, lol.)

See, when I watched this, I already knew that season 2 was coming up, so I should have logically assumed they would not kill off their main character here... But I was way too caught up in the story and way too distraught to remember any sort of logic, and I was staring at my screen like "surely they wouldn't... right? RIGHT?!? 😥"

And then I remembered that oh! The last episode is called "Eternal immortality"! It's the only one with a title that doesn't fit the proverb scheme! It must be very significant!

And so I was fully convinced, for the, oh, 10 minutes between here and the moment Kotetsu stands back up in the last episode and explains he had just simply passed out, that he had indeed died, or about as close to is as to not make a difference, and that his Hundred Power, after diminishing, would actually fade completely right there and then and turn into a different power, that would grant him infinite regeneration (see: him healing himself with Hundred Power in episode 13), and thus, essentially, eternal immortality.

Hey, it would have been pretty cool.

(the prompts!)

#tiger & bunny #tnbw

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chaerssss · 11 months

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Ꭼᥒᥴhᥲᥒtꫀd ੈ✩‧₊˚

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ:- ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ,ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ꜱᴇᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴀ ᴛᴇᴇɴꜱʏ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ɢʟᴏᴏᴍ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ:- ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜱᴀɴ x ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ!ʏ/ɴ

ꜱᴏɴɢ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:- ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ (ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ), ᴏɴʟʏ (ʟᴇᴇ ʜɪ), ᴀɴɢᴇʟ (ᴛʀᴏʏ ꜱɪᴠᴀɴ), ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ (ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ)

ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ:- 15ᴋ

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All the streets had now started to look alike. With a map in your hand, you tried to read it but ended up regretting not paying attention in geography. Now, it would be easy if only you knew a few people or the language. However, nothing is helping today. Not the weather, not the maps or the Google translator. You took a deep sigh as you ran a hand down your face due to the frustration. It's Brussels, How is it that all the people you find our either tourists or non-English speakers. "I should prepare for the sarcastic comments dad's going to throw on me.." you mumbled, predicting your future because your father had recommended you to take language lessons. But, you were too stubborn and look where it got you. Its better to buckle up to hear the 'Told you so's'.

Not giving up, you walked away from the protection of the awning of an aesthetically pleasing shop. It was still drizzling but it was better than the previous downpour. Your head moved around in every direction and so did your eyes, trying to find someone, anyone! You were so invested in the search you didn't realise you were walking into someone from behind. But, you did realise....after you had bumped.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking.." you turned to apologise, you kept bowing and uttering words of apologies in both french and English. You didn't halt until the feeling of the raindrops hitting your skin stopped. And you looked up to find a black umbrella over your head. It was held by a man...An insanely gorgeous man.

Your eyes fell upon him. A person...no no no, A god if you had to describe him more specifically. Or someone who was sculpted by the gods themselves. The sharp jawline, high cheekbones, chiseled face. Every feature giving balance to his face. His eyes were adorned by spectacles, you weren't sure if they were real or not but his eyes. Sharp eyes, and yet soft eyes started at you and it felt like you were losing your breath just standing there.

"You look like you're lost..." His lips uttered. But you were so lost in his eyes that you hadn't noticed him speaking. It was all in slow motion, and your jaw was open the whole time. Gosh, could you be more of an embarrassment, you thought. "Hey..." The strange man spoke again. "Yes! I'm sorry, I'm just..yeah I'm lost and...you speak English so thank heavens!" The man chuckled a bit at your explaination. "So, how can I help you?" He questioned. "Um...could you help me find the palace? I'm just so confused there're so many street names here and I'm...yeah. I'm muddled."

"Well, that's a coincidence because I'm walking to the Royal palace as well. And, i do know the location...the only thing I didn't have was a companion." The corner of his lips turned up as he said those words. Really smooth huh? You couldn't help but mirror his reaction. "I'd be happy to volunteer." You extended your hand, "I'm Y/n." and he held your hand, "I'm San." You both stood there for a while, holding hands, smiling, a little to out of your minds, staring at each other.

"Ahem." San cleared his throat, "So..shall we?"

The next thing you know is you're exploring the streets that seemed bewildering a few seconds ago. San, seemed to know a lot of things and places. You were curious if maybe he lived here but it turned out he was just another tourist, trying to make memories. But alone. Just like you.

Having a single umbrella was quite the inconvenience. First, the proximity, oh lord. Second, heartbeat. Yes. This has never happened before. Your heart would never behave like this on any occasion let alone meeting a guy. What was different today?...Maybe him? His cologne?...It gave of an earthly fragrance, like when it rains. Or was it the weather? Maybe, it was the weather. Despite excusing your feelings, you were still staring at him. He's even stunning from the side! Your eyes then went down his neck...then to his arms...no, his biceps. Although, the coat he was wearing was thick, it couldn't hide his build.

"Should we stop for an ice-cream?" His honey-like voice pulled you out of your thoughts. "Sure, but I'm paying."

"Of course, you have to pay." San joked as he took out his credit card...a black card?!?! Holy munchkins, he's rich? You wondered. "No no no no. I said I'll pay. You already helped me before. So let me do something for you." You tried to stop him. "Alright..get me a mint chocolate." You cracked ur neck when you turned your head towards him because "mint-chocolate??" You said aloud, unintentionally because sometimes your tongue and brain do not synchronise. "Yes, why?" He questioned with those innocent eyes staring right at ya! "No, I mean...haha. i meant, mint chocolate? I was confirming." You tried to shrug it off with an awkward laugh.

"Oh you're terrible at lying." San burst into fits of laughter as he saw your acting skills. "Were you teasing me?" You pouted. "No, i wasn't joking. I actually like mint-chocolate and trust me, you're not the first person to judge me on this. I have been judged by...a married couple." San replied

You exhaled because of San's chill demeanour. That's how you spent the rest of the evening. Going to museums, street stalls, the palace, random fountains. You were starting to enjoy his presence. Initially, you wanted to travel the world alone. Because you believed, having someone with you would only awaken your mother instincts and you'd want to take care of them instead of enjoying the vacation. Honestly, it was lonely. Until you met this man.

"I am on a vacation as well. So what's the career you're pursuing?" San questioned while sipping on his coffee. "Oh, I'm a doctor." San choked on his coffee. You were greeted with his wide eyes. "What is so surprising about that?" You smiled. "I don't know either. But, it must be tiring right?" He said. You leaned your hands back on ridge of the roof of an abandoned house, "Yeah...it is. You meet with so many people. To some, you deliver good news...and to others, the bitter truth." You replied as you stared in the sky filled with clouds, moon and stars barely visible. The cold wind splashed over your face but you enjoyed it. You found comfort in it.

San on the other hand, couldn't resist gazing at you. Your eyes, especially. How they expressed the emotions you held in you heart. Then, your smile. It did something to him. He couldn't quite point out what this feeling was but whenever you smiled, it was as if flowers bloomed and you shined among them. "So how come you're alone?"

"...i don't know actually. Maybe it's because I want to be alone for once in a while. But..it turned out to be quite lonesome. Honestly, it has always been like this. I want to find something...just for me. I want to cherish that alone time so much and I do...I do very much but in the head i crave for some affection. Doesn't matter what but... affection. You know, it had been such a long-"

You are interuppted by San's arms around you. His hands pat your head. And you realised he was trying to comfort you. You were startled, but it was so warm. His embrace felt like your blankets at home. Fuzzy and warm. However, there was something more to it. His left hand then slid to your back and provided the most gentle rubs. So, you closed your eyes as you nuzzled into his chest. So... comfortable...

You have no idea what happened after that but the next day you found yourself on a completely strange bed and a foreign setting. It was all confusing until San came out of the bathroom. "I almost thought I got kidnapped.."

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me but you passed out." San taunted. "Passed out? Oh please, i had the best sleep in years.." you wondered aloud once again, catching San off-gaurd. "Oh..." And you noticed he had a tank top on..."oh." You were sure he had a nice body but holy banoly this was beyond your imagination. And his messy bed hair were a cherry on top. "So...you wouldn't mind if we hugged again, right?"

There it was again, that feeling of your heart racing like a horse. The surroundings suddenly felt so quite, the only thing you were worried about was if he heard the beating of your heart. "um..." And now you were tongue tied. Great.

"I'll take that as a yes. Well nevermind about that, i have plans for today, so let's get ready. Quick!"

Being with a person was actually much better than you had thought. Or maybe it was just because it was San. Days went by and you guys didn't waste any of them. You could say this was the most you had been outside your house. And about your relationship with San...it was blossoming. From bumping into each other to walking down the streets of Brussels while holding hands to barging into each other's hotels. If you told your parents about it, they'd probably advice to maintain distance from a 'strange guy'. However, that was thing about him. It was the fact that with him you enjoyed things 100 times more and how he was so kind and caring. He didn't feel strange at all. If there was something that you found weird was sometimes people would take pictures of him from afar or ask to take selfies with him. Maybe it was because of how beautiful of a man he is. But...could it be that he is famous?

"No...I'm just a normal guy. Escaping the worries of my world as much as I love and adore it."

So, in a matter of weeks you had made a connection with a strange guy. Where you didn't shy away from holding his hand, or telling him your embarassing stories, eating with him till you were completely stuffed, clicking pictures with the weirdest poses or listening to music by sharing earphones while sitting on a bench in a foreign country.

Should I be worried of this connection?

The next day was rather quiet. Because you hadn't had a single call from San. But you were seriously concerned why you were waiting for him to call you. So you decided to ring up the only person you would trust with this. Your best friend.

"Oh my God you're in love!! Send his picture alright?" She squeled. "oh c'mon this can't be love....maybe a fling?"

"No! It is definitely not a fling. Let me prove it to you." She said confidently.

"Does he make you feel threatened?" She questioned, "what absolutely not!" Your best friend continued, "so how does he make you feel then?"

"...He makes me feel comfortable and...wanted. He always looks at me with those eyes of his, so sharp and yet so soft. He cares for me so much. He makes sure I've eaten, a sometimes he wipes my face when I eat, he values my choices but what truly incites me is when he holds my hand, he tells me how it fits perfectly in his. Or how he thinks I should be casted in movies when I completely disagree....and, he hasn't called me today. In dreading to hear his voice. You don't think he's gone do you?"

"...do you still think it's a fling?"

As soon as your call with your bestfriend finished, San's name shined bright on your phone screen. If this was happiness you were feeling right now, then you were sure you could explode. You obliged to what he had said over the call, to meet him at the same location you met for the first time. And just as you were about to leave, you got back in once again, just to look in the mirror and fix yourself just for the last time. With a deep breath you left.

It was sunny out. No clouds, or wind. A clear sky. Just like your first time around here your head went in all directions, trying to find one particular person this time.

Ah, there he is.

Your eyes fall at the man who was just another tourist a few days ago and now he seems like someone you're not ready to leave. There he stood in a white and black cardigan, a little big for his body which covered his bulk. However, his collarbones were left exposed. His hair were down, and he looked mesmerizing so effortlessly. The sun did him a favour you thought. "Y/n!" He caught you attention as he jogged towards you.

"Hey..." You greeted him with a smile. But something was off today. The atmosphere was somehow more heavy than the usual meet-ups. "Um..i knew this day would come but...this is a little earlier than expected." He chuckled while refusing to make eye contact. You tucked a hair strand behind your ear, "I'm...ready for whatever it is." You tried disguising your fragile hope into strength.

"I have to leave today. My work schedule changed." There they were, the words you knew were coming but begged for the universe to let it be anything else but San leaving you. "So, you're leaving?" You choked out.

"Hey... let's meet again. Here. Let's meet again like strangers who were lost." San said staring deep into your eyes and you know they're being filled with tears because so are yours and no matter how much you try to resist them, they will fall. San's hands came to cup your cheeks, "You know, i truly came here for an escape. I tried to run away from all the things that were bothering me. I thought it'd be okay to leave for once, to enjoy being alone and my company." He paused to take in a deep breath.

"But...you were right, it does get lonely. Even though I'm trying to find the purpose of my life and following what I truly wanted it does get lonely. Even though, i have an amazing family and friends. But you know what that where you come in. You complete the part of 'being lonely'. You fill in that empty space of mine...called heart." He wiped the tears that were now running down your cheeks.

"So wait for me...wait for me Y/n. I'll come back i promise." He extended his little finger and you entangled yours with his and your thumbs touched, "I promise! With a stamp on it." Your voice barely clear, "San, i was enchanted to meet you." You wiped down his tears and kissed him. You were on your tiptoes and his lips were on yours, his hands cupping your cheeks so gently, as though you'd break. The kiss felt like an orchestral climax of a complicated music piece. You were sure you heard the violins and the piano.

I don't want to leave. Please don't leave.

"Stay." Your tongue betrayed you yet again. "I love you."

San touched his forehead with your yours, "I love you too."

You were at the airport, with your luggages ready to leave. A few changes were made in the trip, your wallpaper wasn't a picture of you anymore, it was San. Your wrist wasn't empty anymore, instead, it was adorned with a bracelet, gifted to you by San and your heart wasn't a lonely place anymore because it was invaded by...San.

The other thing that's weird is your best friend calling you for like the 15th time this morning, you couldn't pick up the rest because you were getting ready. So now you had to. "Hello?"

"Why won't you pick the phone up?"

"Sorry, i was getting ready to leave for the airport."

"Are you sure you sent me the correct picture? I mean is he the guy you met in Brussels?"

"Yes...why?"

"What was his name?"

"San."

"....do you know his last name?"

"No...in fact i didn't even get his number."

"...Y/n. The person you met was Choi San. He is a celebrity. A k-pop idol in South Korea. From the boy group Ateez."

"...what?"

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#choi san #ateez san #san ateez #choi san fanfic #choi san fluff #choi san fic #ateez au #ateez fluff #strangers to lovers #brussels #angst #fluff #[ chaerssss ]#enchanted #kpopff #kpop bg #kpop fluff

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vole-mon-amour · 11 months

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3x11, part 1.

i was determined to wake up at my own pace but then I saw the pic that Phil posted and it woke me right up. good thing i didn't look at it at 6 am, lol. it's 9:22 am, here we go. (upd: and when i finished with this post, it was 10:23. this is a three hour watch at the very least.)

Colin really is reborn, huh? I'd expect this from Isaac, but I'm glad it's Colin who stops them.

What he should have said: "Well guys, you ask Ted first and if he's up to it, we're talking/I'm in."

Husbands. IDC anymore. They're besties either way.

"Letting my mom stay with me is the right thing to do, but damn it, it's a pain in the ass."

Sooo... Jamie really is a nail chewer, huh? Baby boy, that's such a bad habit. Works as a coping mechanism though (probably).

Jamie is THRILLED to be there.

The scar. He's such a pretty boy, for real. Leaving Brendan and Jason's name in on purpose bc yeah.

Might start wailing right here bc Jamie's constant feeling of self-worth aka not being enough in everything aka not deserving other's people love and admiration aka Roy and Keeley can get back together, I don't deserve to be happy with them/one of them. Yeah, this hurts.

I wonder what triggered (dad? :)))) bc Jamie is usually a sunshine, but to see a glimpse of what's actually going on inside Jamie's head is... yeah. Gosh, I love this kid so much.

What a woman, my goodness. A goddess for real.

And his hair? :D

this is a renaissance painting. Bumbercatch is on full adoration mode. Dottie wanting to meet Dani and immediately befriending him. Trent <3333

The fact that she keep using Oklahoma (and Ted is responding to it like a Pavlov's dog, heh) but that they're CLEARLY best PLATONIC friends. There's no romantic chemistry but a lot of trust and I LOVE seeing it. It would make all the sense in the world if they stay platonic till the end and eventually have their own partners and have double dates and all. Ted with Trent when? Rebecca maybe with her Dutch guy? Someone that would feel her striked by a fucking lightning.

Now tell me Ted is staying in England.

A throwback to the first season? Where Rebecca wanted to destroy Ted and knew the owner of the Sun?

I'm sorry, Rebecca is buying A HORSE?? While living in a house in London? It would make way more sense to me if she had a huge territory where she can keep the horse and take care of it and ride it when/if she wants to and spend time with it in general.

"I'm your future husband-in-law." HE'S SO POLITE. SO GENTLE. IDK about Rebecca's partner, but I know who I want Ted with.

Baby boy. Baby. Jamie, tell me who hurt you, I'll kill them.

Are you going to finally kiss Jamie?

IS HE GOING TO FINALLY KISS JAMIE? I know he won't but omg, everyone else in the room can see it. Everyone else but the main fucking audience.

"I love your son & I like you very much." HE. HIM. That soft expression, that smile.

#natiswatching #ted lasso #ted x beard #jamie tartt #rebecca welton #trent crimm #ted x trent

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moonbyulsstuff · 1 year

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Questism/Quest Supremacy with a mary kim reader like Hajun is Vin jin in this like they have known eachother since middle school. Plot is that the crew meets the person Hajun talks highly about except they just didn't know it was a girl he was referring too and they witness her beat the hell out of some guys who harrased her like straight up slamed them to the ground.

My Lo- I mean, Best Friend.

Female Reader.

Requested.

Request Rules.

Masterlist

Now, Hajun was someone that nobody really think he has someone that he has admired, I mean, just look at him! But Haru had the guts to ask him if he has someone he deeply admires, his answer shock everyone.

"Y... yeah, I do." Everyone mouth was wide open, unable to comprehend on what they had heard. And the fact that he has tiny red blushes on his face was really surprising. It shock everyone.

So, now they were trying to figure out who it was. Who was this mysterious person that Hajun highly admired?

"Who could it be?" "It could be anyone right?" "Maybe it's Johan Seong?" Suhyeok shook his head. "It's probably not." He said as they sighed, the group was now taking a break from all the thinking. But then Kuja attention was caught somewhere else when he heard something from the alleyway.

"Look, I told you I am not interested."

Kuja turned around, catching the attention of the rest as they looked at him. "What's wrong Kuja?" Haru asked while approaching Kuja. "Look, that bastard is disturbing the maiden." Kuja said as they others saw what was happening.

"We should go help her! That bastard!"

Haru clenched his fist after seeing the scene as Suihyeok nodded. "Yeah, we shou-" "AGH!!" They looked back and was in shock that the girl was able to lift the male off the ground and throw him down on the ground, and was now stomping on his private parts which made the group shiver.

"The fuck you think you are doing?! You seriously think you can go around bothering girls like that?! Huh?!"

She said with an annoyed look, the group gave each other the look and just walked away from the scene.

A few days after that, the group pretty much forgot about that scene and completely forgetting on finding out who was the person that Hajun admired so much.

And now, they were pretty much just laying around on their office. Just bored out of their mind but then their attention was caught when someone knocked on the door. "What is it?" Suhyeok yelled out as the door slid open.

"Excuse me sir! Someone is looking for Hajun!" He said as they all looked at Hajun. "You got a visitor!" The said male looked up from his desk, he looked to the side and blushed and walked away as a familiar head popped.

"Hajun!" The group was shocked to see the girl once again and especially now knowing that Hajun knows her, the male got up and walked up to the door. "[Name]." Hajun said with so much admiration and with a soft tone, it shock everyone in the room.

And with the look on his face?! What the hell?!

"What are you doing here?" "Oh you know, skipping school. Vin jin was pretty getting annoying in the classroom." [Name] said as Hajun chuckled.

Oh my gosh?! Did Hajun just chuckled?! Holy fuck! What was happening right now?! "H-Hajun, who is this?" Suhyeok asked as the two looked at him. "Oh, this is my lo- I mean, friend. [Name] [L.Name]." The girl waved at them. "[Name] at your service!" She saluted as Hajun internally squealed.

"This is the person... that I really admire."

".... WHAT?!" "Aww Hajun!"

#questism #🌙moonbyulsstuff works #requested #female reader #x female reader #quest supremacy #hajun gu #suhyeok kim #kuja ya #haru seong

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clownhonkbonk · 9 months

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talk about all of good omens s2!!! spoilers !!!

also, amazing job to everyone who worked on it !!!

you are going to be responsible for many therapy bills.

so uhm

that

that fucking ending

holy

i genuinely have no words

thats a lie i have so many words idk how to sort them out

like. okay, most of this is just me relaying what happened back to me cause frankly cant believe it.

( there's more talk than just the ending i promise -)

such, internalized ''homophobia'' ( i add quotation marks because they are not actually gay cause they're lil non binary guys but it is reflecting that ) and religious trauma .. that hurt so much when aziraphale just didn't know what to do, he put his hands on crowley briefly and then took them away, you could just tell what was happening and that hurt so much.

you could see how much crowley got affected by this

and then he expected aziraphale to see his side. to understand and then aziraphale would appologise, and they'd make up, and get an alcoholic breakfast at the ritz, just like they always did . but then he saw them walking out together. showing aziraphale choosing the " possiblity" of making something better of heaven, maybe stopping the destruction of earth completely. but crowley knows that it wont happen like that. crowley understands what heaven and hell are really like, but aziraphale is just so afraid of the thought.

crowley turned down hell for aziraphale and immediately thought aziraphale would do the same for him. they'd always been there for each other why could it have to stop then.

may you be forgiven is what aziraphale says when he does something that aziraphale thinks god would disagree on. or that heaven might disapprove. ( not of course including communicating with the enemy ) but then , a demon kissed him and he didn't pull away, he didnt try to stop it he froze. Let's make this clear, aziraphale very clearly loves crowley dearly, he is in love with crowley, but he still believes in heaven, and is stuck in his ideals of things of heaven is " the good guys " and hell is " the bad guys "

Crowley knows far better, he's known since he first got thrown out of heaven just for asking questions and throwing in some suggestions. he knows that neither one of heaven and hell are the good or bad guys. He sees the world in " a very dark shade of grey " while honestly being the nicest out of the angels and demons combined. ( tied with aziraphale i suppose:3 ) he knows that he loves aziraphale. he has for a very long time now. he knows aziraphale loves him back, at least he thought he did.

aziraphale touching his lips after in shame and doubt and confusion he doesn't know what to do. then he throws on a smile and , he goes back to heaven.

the fact that aziraphale said that he had nothing he needed to go to heaven with hurt. everything in that scene hurt but geez, he only wanted crowley, he only needs crowley, but he really fxcked that up huh. love you more than the stars aziraphale but GOSH DAMn you help one gay couple get together and then cant get with your demon boyfriend ??? ( once again they arent gay, i know - )

i bet crowley regrets letting him go on that walk, huh.

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episode one talkies :D

also genuinely in love with the fact that crowley made the stars, with the tire iron thingy that he then uses to prepare himself to fight satan 6000 years later.

like what a guy.

also i love his hair he's a goof ball, honestly reminds me of david playing Phineas fog in around the world in 80 days, cause he's so excited by the new world and what it can do and what's out there to explore!! That's why hes so upset about the world ending at the start of it, he doesn't think the stars should go unappreciated, he doesn't think all the wonders of the sky should just be for staring at, he wants to watch it all happen.

and that also explains why crowley never asked aziraphale's name, because he already knew it :)

also aziraphale absolutely adoring crowley before there was anything means the world to me.

genuinely started crying when crowley protected aziraphale with his wing though.

zombie nxzi flesh eaters mini-sode talk:D

ok probably my favourite part of the season other than the ball.

the blitz had always been my favourite, and j really adored crowleys outfit, so gorgeous.

i loved that aziraphale trusted crowley completely in that moment

also was proud of myself immediately knowing that he switched the photo. ( i am small and was very satisfied )

also he 100% keeps that photo with him at all times. it's probably in his pocket.

i was honestly surprised that no sort of physical romantic thing happened that led to " you go to fast for me "

more of the last episode!!

i loved that maggie and nina didnt actually get together, it felt so much healthier for them to wait till they were ready. :)

also OFC LOVED GABRIEL AND BEELZEBUB!!! HONESTLY CANT BELIEVE THE FANDOM SAW THEM INTERACT ONCE AND SAID " THEYRE INLOVE " AND GOT IT SPOT ON!!

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens s2 spoilers #good omens s2 #good omens season 2 spoilers

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